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goddess-evelle · 1 year

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You beat the game while (V)

You get spanked every time you die.

Warnings: Slaps, Mean Boyfriends tbh, masochist reader, Sadist boyfriends.

A/N: I wrote this quickly. So, sorry in advance.

Ya’ll already know how this goes, I ain’t even gonna explain how you got here but here you are. Shaky hands on the keyboard as you feel 3 pairs of eyes staring at your character’s every move. You start softly doing the usual, collecting wood, starting with a few wood items. You attempt to go on a cave even if you are internally scared you don’t want your boyfriends to know that. Specially after they were laughing about how you wouldn’t be able to last 5 minutes in the game. So, you swallow how scared you are to lose and you go into a cave, everything going absolutely fine. You upgrade to an amazing iron pick and even find a few diamonds as the first 30 minutes on the game going absolutely wonderful. That’s when things go wrong because here you are with the last of your torches that you made with the last of your wood, while you are not super deep into the cave; you KNOW it’s already night time because Minecraft hates you. SO there you are making your way out, and out of the corner of your eye you see this cute little skeleton just aiming towards you; with barely a second you are able to avoid his arrow, but not without taking a considerable amount of damage from the fall to avoid the arrow. Here you are RUNNING for you life when this little fucking baby zombie comes to kill you! A lot of “You lost!” And “AHHHH” pound agaisnt the walls of the room as you look defeated at the red screen. The boys waste no time telling you to stand up and lay face down on the bed. You do as your told rising your (Sapnap’s) shirt enough to reveal your pretty red lace panties to your boyfriends eyes. You hear one of the groan as the other starts massaging your ass. Just preparing you quickly for how much they are about to fuck up your ass.

“You ready baby?” You think George asks beside you; just as you are about to give a snarky response you feel a hand land on your cheek. The sound resonates in the room as a sharp pain shoots its way in your ass the same shape of the hand that delivered the punishment. A yelp leaving your lips as you feel the affected zone heat up. You almost move your hand back to try and appease the pain, but a rough hand takes the place as it starts massaging the hurt skin a little too roughly for it to be helpful. You feel movement around yoou as Sapnap stands now directly in front of you ass. He wastes no time delivering his slap into your ass. Of course he is not nice enough to go to the other cheek instead he hits you exactly where Dream did so that you can relive the painful experience. Your eyes well up with tears as the pain become increasingly hurtful. They redo the same rough massage before George starts behind you. He bends down to run his tongue over the red handprint of on your ass, his cool saliva giving a nice feeling that has you moaning at the feel, but it only lasts a few second before he delivers his slap on your other cheek, even with the soft gesture at the beginning he delivers a painful smack to your ass. Tears are now flowing down your face as you attempt to get out of the bed to continue the game. You make a poor try to play while not sitting down on the gaming chair as you continue the game, and of course it is night time. With no weapons and the burning on your ass you are already at 4 hearts. Dream being the darling he is moves his hands to your shoulders starting to give you a massage that would normally be suspicious, but your ass burns too much to realize his true intentions. He gives a kiss to the top of your head and then you feel him push your shoulders down until you are forced to sit down completely on the chair. A loud scream rips through your lips as you feel the tender skin of your ass almost stick to the leather of the chair. Your focus leaving completely as your character dies. You start crying silently knowing that they will not hold back. You are moved to the bed and pushed around until you are only on your pretty red panties.

“Look at you matching your panties with these pretty hand prints” Dream moans into your shoulder as his hand moves to rub your clit. Your mind almost numb as you feel George sucking on your tits, and Sapnap moving down to start eating you out. Your legs closing around Dreams hand until Sapnap pushed your thighs open. Almost as if it was rehearsed Dream lands a perfect slap to your clit making your stomach turn at the painful pleasure that runs through your veins.

“Come on baby you still got two more. I bet you can cum just by slapping your pretty little clit” George’s thick accent makes it’s presences letting you know you are going to ENJOY this night.

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deliwrites · 1 year

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ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕊𝕝𝕦𝕥 // 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖙𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊 // Dream Team

// DATE // 26th of November 2022 // PAIRING // DreamTeam x fem!Reader, george x fem!reader, sapnap x fem!reader, dream x fem!reader // WARNING // flirty!reader, use of real names, tease!reader, playgirl(ish)!reader, reader being playfully teased // WORDS // 2,5k+ // SUMMARY // Your first day in America with the boys. (it's a bit of a filler cause I've been very busy with college, sorry!) // CREDIT // I have use a small paragraph of the first book of the "to be claimed" series from "Willow Winters". I highly recommend it if you are into a/o/b stuff.

// SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part Two // Part Three // Part Four // I’m open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

After our group hug, I looked up to actually look at Clay. Nick and George going to grab my suitcases.

“I knew you would be gorgeous,” I told him. I don’t think he was expecting exactly that. A loud chuckle coming from him in surprise. A bright smile covering my face. Standing on my tippy toes, I peck his cheek. “Now, where is Patches?” I ask with excitement. Don’t tell them I said this, but Patches is definitely the biggest reason I decided to move.

“Alright, let’s let those two deal with the suitcases,” we laugh at the two somehow struggling to get them out of the car. Wrapping an arm around my shoulders, Clay starts leading the way to the front door.

“Patches!” I sing song the moment the front door closes behind us.

“Last I saw her she was in my ro-” a meow interrupts him—patches. She walks over to us from the living room.

“Hmm,” I giggle evilly. “I guess you forgot to tell Patches about your plan,” smirking, I stand on my tippy toes again, this time pecking his lips now that we were in private. Clay smiles, only a little defeated. He did at least get a peck. I peck his lips two more times before walking over to Patches slowly. Lowering to the floor. “Hi cutie,” holding out my hand for her to sniff. Cautiously strutting over, she starts sniffing my fingers. Quickly after nudging my hand. Allowing me to pet her. “Awh, you like me already!” Gently I pick her up, cradling her in my arms like a baby.

“Of course, she likes you,” Clay says, watching fondly at the interaction. Watching me baby-talk to the cat. She somehow meowed back in response. “You’re part of the family,” getting up from the floor I sent him a smile. Still holding onto Patches who decided to hug me.

“So, where is my - unfinished - room?” Before Clay can answer, the front door bursts open. George and Nick arguing as they stumble inside with my four suitcases. The commotion causing Patches to jump from my arms, using my shoulder. Leaving a slight stinging sensation from her claws. Running who knows where to hide from the two. “You guys okay?”

“I thought you packed light!” George exclaims, making the question sound more like a statement.

“I did?” I answered with confusion. I had been carrying all four suitcases and hadn’t really noticed one being heavier than the others. Maybe one because of books, but not so much heavier that it would cause such a struggle. Walking over I took the heavy suitcase, noting that it seemed heavier. Placing it on the floor. Unzipping it, I take a peek inside. “She did not,” I mutter, smacking the suitcase shut. I had no idea what else was in this suitcase. But I did not want them to see what mom had put in it.

“What? What’s in it?” Nick asks, his voice filled with curiosity.

“Let’s not worry about it,” I quickly go to zip up the suitcase, not noticing the look the three share. “Hey!” I squeak when I am suddenly pulled away from the suitcase. Clay having a tight hold on me. Leaving us both to sit on the floor. Trapped I am unable to move out of his hold as I trash around. I’m forced to watch Nick and George open the suitcase. The first thing in sight is a - one of my many - baby albums. One I didn’t plan on bringing, along with a box filled with other pictures from my childhood. Under those, I could see - spicy - books and a black Hunkamüller box. That box was not filled with lingerie tho. No, no, but I think you can guess when I tell you that I would rather have them look at my baby pictures.

“Y/n’s baby pictures,” George smirks. Immediately flipping through the pages quickly. Laughing when he finds a picture of me naked. Showing it to all of us, I was laid on a cushion, on my belly. Ass plumb nice and round in true baby fashion. ‘Awh’s filled the entree way as they continued flipping through them. All the while I groan in both embarrassment and frustration, hiding my face in my hands.

“They are just baby pictures!” I try to minimize the hype of the photo album. “I don’t know why mom packed those.”

“She packed it so we can tease you with it,” Clay says from behind me, still keeping me trapped in his hold. Though I stopped trashing, just letting it happen. Scoffing, I rolled my eyes, not that he could see.

“And what are these,” Nick grabs one of the few books in the suitcase. These were my favourites, there were more going to be shipped by my mom. But they didn’t need to know what they were about.

“Just books… Nothing to worry about,” maybe I should shut up though. I didn’t like lying and I especially couldn’t lie to these three idiots. Besides, nothing I say is going to make them stop looking through my stuff. I wouldn’t mind but like this, it felt very exposing.

“To be claimed, Willow Winters,” Lucky for me I got the discreet version, so as long as they didn’t open the book I would be in the clear. “What’s this about?”

“I’m not saying anything,” I should really listen to my own advice. With a mock scoff, George takes the book from Nick. Opening it to a random page.

“Before the torn clothing even hits the floor, his tongue-”

“George stop,” I try to stop him from continuing as he reads from the book. He just glances at me, smirk devilishly on his lips.

“His tongue is on me. His rough stubble scratches against my inner thighs and it’s even better-”

“George ple-” before I can finish my plea Clay’s hand covers my mouth.

“Shh, we’re finding out how kinky you really are,” he says in a hushed tone.

“ ‘Please!’ I can’t stand the torture any longer. I need my release. He moves from between my legs and hovers over my body while wiping my glistening arousal from his mouth with the back of his hand. His lips are swollen and his silver gaze doesn’t hide his desperation to be inside me in the least. At least both of us are affected. ‘You need me to fuck you, Grace?’.”

“Wow, we know you’re horny, but not this horny,” Nick teases me when George stops reading. Thanks fuck. Pulling Clay's hand down I mock a laugh.

“At least the men in these books are able to pull more girls than you guys,” laughs fill the space. Clay finally let go of me. Thankfully they decided they had done enough snooping for today. Instead, actually deciding to show me around our home. Ending at my empty bedroom, lucky me, it has an ensuite.

“So, as I explained before, for now, we are rotating beds,” Clay says after putting one suitcase down in the room, George, Nick and I doing the same with the other suitcases. “Tonight, my room is all yours. Tomorrow George’s, then Nick’s. And it will repeat until your room is ready.”

“Hmm, are you sure you trust me in your rooms?” I smirk evilly.

Around noon whilst we were all relaxing on the living room couch, my phone started ringing.

“Shit,” I mumble, quickly answering the phone. “H-hey mom..,”

“Y/full/n, you’ve made me worried sick! You said you would call when you landed!” my mom's voice rings loudly.

“I’m so sorry! I promise that I’m okay. I have arrived safely-”

“I don’t believe you! Hand the phone to George.”

“What? George is more believable than me?” I ask offended, the guys laughing at my reaction.

“Just hand over the phone, unless you’re not actually with them.”

“Okay, okay,” doing as told, I give my phone to Geoge who puts it on speaker.

“Hello Mrs Y/l/n,” he says calmly.

“Oh thank god, my angel hasn’t been kidnapped.”

“What!?” I exclaim. Clay wheezed beside George.

“Honey, the only way I would know for certain would be George’s British accent,” mom says like it’s nothing. “If you would have just turned your video on-”

“Mom-”

“It’s okay, Y/n, you can turn the cam on,” Clay reassures me like he was reading my mind.

“You sure?” He nods with a sweet smile. Taking my phone back from George. I turn on the front camera.

“There you are,” mom smiles tearily.

“See, I’m alright. I’m in one piece. I’ve just been fed by Clay,” I turn the camera trying to show her I was actually in one piece. Also showing the empty plate on my lap. “I’m being well taken care of.”

“As promised!” Nick says, popping his head into frame next to me. “Also thank you for making her bring a baby photo album,” he smirks, making me roll my eyes.

“I actually can’t believe you put it in my suitcase!”

“Awh, but hun, I had to give the boys something to tease you with,” she grins like a Cheshire cat making the guys laugh.

“I thought you were on my side,” I pout.

“Oh, but I am. I am always on your side.” She says in that motherly voice. “But since I won’t see them myself. It meant I couldn't tease you with the pictures myself.”

“Fine, I’ll let you get away with it. But I’m definitely going to hide it.”

“Oh, we’ll find it,” Clay promises, making me reach over George, hitting his arm.

The call goes on for a little while longer. Ending when Mom goes to bed.

At 9 pm I gave up on trying to keep myself awake. Saying goodnight to the guys, pecking their cheeks. Retreating into Clay’s room after sending him a wink. Using that as a way of saying he was allowed to join me when he went to bed.

I quite literally plummet onto the bed the moment I’ve undressed. Wrapping myself in the comfortable sheets. Which smells delightfully like Clay. It was such a new scent but it was so comforting. Almost like I hadn’t left home. I tried to fight the sleep but almost instantly fell asleep.

It was close to 2 am when Clay was finally able to sneak into his own room. George had gone to bed around 11:30 but Nick stayed up another hour. Not waiting to risk waking those two he had to wait longer.

Grinning when he saw her figure in his sheets, her face nuzzled in his pillow. Quietly taking off his clothes. He crawls into his bed, on the other side of her. With gentle hands, he pulls her figure closer to him. She grumbled a bit, Clay softly chuckles. But that’s enough to make her stir. Blinking slowly Y/n looks at Clay, a smile forming on her lips.

“Hey,” she says sleepily, a lazy smile on her lips.

“Hi cutie,” he grins at the lazily blinking girl. She snuggles closer to the tall male. “You tired, baby?” she nods against his chest. “That’s alright, go back to sleep,” he pecks the top of her head. He obviously hoped something would happen between him and the teasing minx he was currently cuddling. But he understands how tired she is. It was a long day for her. So much to digest. A whole new life to get used to. There would be many more days for just the two of them. The thought of it brought a smile to his face. Not that she saw.

“Love you,” the confession shouldn’t have shocked him as much as it had. Y/n often told him, Nick and George, that she loves them. But hearing it in real life felt so much different.

“Love you too,” he replied softly, giving her another peck on her head. Clay laid awake for a while longer. Not used to sleeping with someone. Especially, someone, he cared for as much as Y/n.

He had spoken about it before. And he truly means it. He spoke about Nick and George being his soulmates. Maybe not in the traditional sense. But he thinks the same of Y/n, it might just be a little different. What he knows for sure is that he loves the three of them so much.

The next day I was happy yet surprised to find Clay Next to me. A quick flash of a memory reminding me that he had joined me late last night. He was still asleep cuddled into me. With a grin, I worm my right hand free. Reaching up to softly caress his face. My thumb traces his cheek, his slight stubble catching on my skin. I took my time appreciating his face. Loving the light freckles scattering across his nose and cheeks. He had told me he had them of course, I just hadn’t seen them. And now I get to stare at them as long as I want. Beautiful lashes decorating his closed eyes. Wild curly dirty blond hair framing his face. Plumb slightly pouty bottom lip. Tracing my thumb softly across the pink skin. I watch as it subconsciously gets pulled into his mouth. Licking his lip softly, making me bite my lip. I quite desperately wanted to kiss him, but he’s asleep.

“I can feel you staring.”

“Huh? What? No, I’m not!” I replied startled. Turning away like I wasn’t just appreciating his face. He chuckles, pulling me closer to him. Arms wrapped tight but lovingly around my waist. Giggling as he peppers the top of my head with kisses. Turning back to face him I smile up at him.

“Did you sleep well?” he asks gently, his left hand coming up to cup my cheek. A blush flushing my cheek as I nod to answer him.

“It feels like home,” I tell him. I wasn’t necessarily talking about sharing the bed with him. But it all just felt like it was normal. Like I didn’t just move countries. This is my home. With my three boys. It’s meant to be this way.

“I’m glad,” his voice is soft. Slowly leaning in, giving me the option to pull away. Instead, I met him halfway. Our lips slotted together in a tender kiss. No tongue, just lips pouring out feelings of finally making the dream come true.

“Hmm, I’m hungry,” I tell him romantically the moment we pull away. Biting my bottom lip with a grin.

“Idiot,” Clay chuckles. “Go get dressed, I’ll be in the kitchen.”

“Okies,” I peck his lips once more before getting out of bed. Clay doing the same, smacking my ass to get moving. I squeak watching him smirk as he goes to his closet. Leaving the room, I go to mine.

When everyone was awake we made plans. Our schedules weren’t free for shopping for the next two weeks. So we freed a random Wednesday, Thursday and Friday for shopping and building. Clay would have done his face reveal by then. So he agreed to do a building stream with me, along with George and Nick.

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slvthrs · 2 years

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THE BIGGER THE TRICK THE BIGGER THE DICK | georgenotfound

--- MINORS PLEASE FUCK OFF FOR UR OWN GOOD ---

you meet this odd skateboarder at the back of the skate park who new he would be the best thing that would happen to you?

SKATER!GEORGE X SKATER!SMOKER!FEM!READER

WARNINGS: NSFW CONTENT MINORS DNI, degradation n praise kink, pet names, unprotected sex (use birth control idiots), hand kink, oral (m receiving), slight voyeurism, handcuffing

word count: 1.5k

author’s note: skater george is hot- thats it

The skatepark was my home at this point. I would spend hours practicing with my friends and laughing when they would fall down and grafting the walls of the park and the bathrooms. The environment was intoxicating- it was addictive. The rush of adrenaline I got when I would finally land a trick or beating my friends in races grew to be the best part of my day.

But there was always one thing that bugged me- George. Every time I went to the park he was there either with his really tall blond friend or the shorter, louder, and brunette friend. But he would always be there, always staring at me. He was around 5 foot and 11 inches and shaggy black hair with some of the clearest skin I’ve seen on a skater. He was clearly attractive, all the girls liked him

He always wore an oversized shirt with blue oversized jeans and a belt- his goddamn belt. He would never not wear his belt, he would toy with the belt throughout the day. His hands would toy with the metal clasps on his belt- I wonder what that belt would feel like on my hands.

I wasn’t obsessed with him per se but he did cloud my mind every time I saw him, the way his hands flexed over his board made my head spin.

Today was one of those days. It was sorta windy and my friends were skating around the park whilst I was smoking, sitting on the grass under a tree.

I mindlessly rolled the cigarette between my fingers, examining the charred tip and fiddling with the filter. As I keep staring at the cig I accidentally zone out ignoring my surroundings while toying with the cigarette in my hands; suddenly a tall figure comes to my side and sits beside me.

“Rio what the fu-” But it’s not Rio, it’s George in all of british glory sitting right next to me string into the space in front of me

“I’m not Rio sweetheart” He mocks while I try to ignore the way the pet name ignites something in me

“Oh sorry” I apologize and distract my gaze from his gorgeous face, “Erm can I help you with something?”

He adjusts his position so he’s resting all of his body weight on his two hands behind him and he tips his head back so his hair hangs downwards and I can see his jawline being lit by the sun light as he stares at me

“You have a spare cig and light” The brunette asks while I pass him a cigarette and my lighter

He lights the cig as it dangles out of his mouth and his milky white fingers press up against the wheel of the lighter and he flicks it a few times to light the cigarette and gives it a few puffs and passes the lighter back to me and lets the cigarette dangle out of his mouth.

I let myself stare at him as he smokes the cigarette. His hands flex over the cigarette and card through his hair, I can’t help but wonder in what other places his hands would look good in. It seems like he notices because he ends up interrogating me,

“Something catches your eye darling?” He says with his smooth british accent ashe rests his hands on his knee

“Oh, erm no sorry” I say, clearly embarrassed

He hums and stares out for a moment and lets me think that i’ve gotten away with it until,

“Are you sure?” He question, “Cause I’ve seen you stare at me before, if I didn’t know any better I would think you had a thing for my hands” He says with a smug look

“Oh erm, I” I stumble but no words come out and it’s pretty clear that I don’t seem convincing enough because his lips are on mine in a heartbeat and his hand is cupping my face.

I immediately start to straddle his lap while his other hand starts to grop at my ass, “Fuck George someone’s gonna see us” I say afraid of being caught

“Oh god” He groan in my ear” It’s fine let them look” He says trying to reassure me but I’m still worried

“No, no George we have to find a place” I say pulling away and shaking my head

“Fuck okay come with me” He says and pulls me to a more desicrated part of the skate park and he’s on my again

His hands move all around me and finally stop to take my shirt off and to mark up the new exposed skin

But as he’s unbuckling his belt I stop him, “Erm George I know this is gonna sound weird and y-you don’t have to do it if you don’t want but uh can you put the belt around my hands?” I ask as I close my eyes and prepare for him to walk away; but instead his face morphed into something sinister and animalistic as he pushes me to my knees with a thud!

“Only good girls get to be handcuffed and you need to prove to me you're good” He says as he pulls out his dick from his pants and taps it on my face to get my attention and to embarrass me, but the urge to have his belt around my hands is a need stronger than embarrassment.

I readjust a bit and start jerking his dick off and thumbing his tip to slowly tease him and to spread the pre-cum on his cock. As I speed up my pace, I look up to see his head tossed back and eyebrows knitted together with his mouth in an ‘o’ shape- he looks so good, holy shit.

I switch my hands will my mouth as I kitten lick the tip to tease him even further- to retaliate he grabs a handful of my hair and make me look up at him, “If you want something you have to earn it- so stop” he punctuates, “fucking” he adds, “teasing”, the words of degradation go straight to my core as he lets go of my hair.

I take his length into my mouth, well as much as I can, I reach about halfway before his dick hits the back of my mouth so I end up jerking the rest of his dick with my spare hand.

When I find a good pace, I bob my head on his cock waiting for him to cum in my mouth but before he does he pulls me off and helps me stand up.

He crashes his lips onto mine as I stumble backwards against the wall. I don’t notice him grabbing my hands and taking off his belt and looping them around my hand until I try to use my hands to card through his hair and I can’t.

He grabs my hands and hooks them around his neck while he hoists me up against the wall and slides my pants along with my panties off so I can feel his hard dick pressing up against my soaking cunt.

When he finally stops teasing me and his dick goes inside I let out a guttural moan and throw my head back

He sets a relentless pace as his other hands rubs my clit to help me chase my orgasm, as his fingers rub my core I let some of the most pornographic moans leave my sin stained lips

“G-george fuck please” I don’t know what I’m asking for but I’m begging for him

I hear people skating outside and if I were with anyone else I would have stopped before we started but it’s George and I don’t think I’ve ever felt more at ease

He keeps going and presses me deeper into the wall to completely fill me and to watch me as my body begs for release.

As I reach my climax it feels like a diamond being dropped onto the surface of the sun, my entire body goes warm and a wave of pure ecstasy rushes over me and all the features in my face relax.

He soon follows me and his grip on my relaxes and I nearly fall out his grip, his lets out a low groan of satisfaction and just stays still for a moment

“God that was… something else” The brunette says pulling out while I giggle

“Yeah” I say pulling my bottoms up and settling back down and the ground as he pulls his pants up and sits down next to me,

“But erm can you undo this” I say holding up my hands and blushing

“Oh yeah” He says, flustered, as he undos the belt around my hands and rubs my wrists to make sure I’m okay

He takes the belt and stands up to loop it around his pants and he helps me get up, “C’mon princess, lets go before your friends notice your gone”

I walk in front of him but I stop to whisper in his ear, “Same time next week?”

He gives me a stupid smirk, “Next time I wanna see my belt around your neck”

#georgenotfound smut #gnf smut #george smut #georgenotfound x reader smut #gnf x reader smut #dsmp smut #mcyt smut #bella's full works #bella fawns over gnf

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luvvela · 1 year

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hi, I’m elaina, and I write stuff for fandoms :]

I’m an adult, so minors please stay away from my nsfw works.

Requests are open ,, 1/10 slots filled.

I will write

Any mcyt (minus, tommy, ranboo, crumb, tubbo, and billzo.)

Any vocaloid, aside from rin, len, and miku, they are minors.

Deathnote

Any kinks, (minus body fluids, they make me very uncomfortable)

CNC only there is no such thing as a “rape kink”.

Yandere stuff !!!

Blood play, cum play, knife play

Mommy/daddy kink stuff

Yandere/nsfw/sfw alphabets !!!!

I won’t write

Scat, piss, or vomit.

Rape or gore.

Any race play (I am Japanese and get very uncomfortable when fetishized, don’t do it.)

Anything about transdisordered, transracial, transabled.

Gun play or food play

Incest or step cest

Technoblade nsfw. I would rather not write about having intercourse with someone who’s passed.

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toosweetformain · 10 months

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bitchboy! - 10.3k words - explicit - dnn

archiveofourown.org/works/48015373

a comm for @S0ap_is_tired on twitter <3

#idk what to tag this im just putting it here ig #mcyt smut #alpha beta omega #dream smut #sapnap smut #george smut #i cannot stress how little i wanted to have to use the word smut again in my life

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purplifield · 10 months

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People I need some help

I’m quite new to tumblr. So I don’t really what the hell happens when my posts are given a community label.

Does it just hide it with a little warning before you proceed? Does it take the post off of hashtags? Do I need to avoid it or am I fine? Please help and thank you

#jschlatt smut #dream smut #dream smp #george smut #foolish smut #sapnap smut #avatar smut #smut

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gremmlingamer · 7 months

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#196 #yaoi smut #/r/196 #196 migration #literally 19684 #196 archive #19684 #rule #sillyposting #r/196 #george orwell #be bisexual #eat hot chip and lie

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eml0tz · 11 months

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helloo!!

i’m really craving some george headcannons rn. preferably dom!george because most writers make him out to be this bratty whiny sub and for one- i don’t really see him as a sub and for two- i really would like to see your take on dom!george :)

thanks for reading and have a wonderful day/night :)

OFCC!!! i love dom george :))))) (once again sorry if this took long i forget to check my inbox and i was working on this then i lost it i hope you have a good day/night too :)

smut & fluff undercut

Dom!George head cannons

fluff

he is big spoon

arm around your waist to move past you 😵‍💫

arm around your waist just for funsies

new banter pody with Austin HE LOVES HUGGING YOU

cuddles all day

lazy bed days :((

showers together

smut

‘darling’ i tried it in my british accent and it’s awful but imagine george

heavy breathing 😵‍💫

i feel like he loves boobs like whenever he’s asked he gets nervous but that’s bcs he hides how much he loves them

he loves them so much yous only have sex where he can see your boobs or feel them

missionary mostly so he can pound into you so your boobies jiggle

and cowgirl but instead of you riding he just pounds from underneath

but he also likes reverse cowgirl so he can feel your waist and your tits

BUT BU TBU HE FUCKS YOU WHILST YOUS SPOON BCS HES TIRED :((

no anal!!!! he doesn’t want you uncomfortable

he loves how tight your pussy gets

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goddess-evelle · 1 year

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In this video XIII

We get fingered. Can we beat the game, or will the pleasure blind us into not finishing the game? We are about to find out.

Warnings: Anal fingering, drooling, crying, overstimulation, mention of safe words (safe sex ppl), degradation kink.

Hi, I am alive. And I changed this a little to actually be more motivated to write it. Enjoy!!!

Okayyyy, let’s start quickly.

They were on board with it before you even open your mouth. Like come on you’ve heard these boys talk when they think no one is listening while they are playing minecraft. You KNOW they would this idea. George and Sapnap would immediately say yes while Dream will pretend to have to think about it before agreeing with the idea. And so it starts.

George

Me personally I would have George on his back knees pushed against his chest while I play with his cock face cute and flushed as he tries to hold back his cute little whimpers as I may or may not point his leaky cock towards his face watching him be absolutely embarrassed for being in that position.

One hand jerking his cock slowly while the other one works on warming up the lube between the fingers of your other hand. Once the lube is warm enough, one fingers slowly gives a teasing rub against his rim while he tries to deny how good he is feeling. The fingers slips in an he almost feels a relieved that it goes in thinking that would be it. He can’t be more wrong. You wiggle your finger slowly bending it at just the practiced right angle to hit his prostate. The moan that leaves him is heavenly as his hole just wants to suck in your finger. The other hand having to tighten on his cock so the poor man doesn’t cum too early. Your second fingers slides in like butter before they both start attacking his prostate. George goes DUMB he feels like he can not even breathe as he swears he has never felt this much pleasure. Everything goes blank as he feels a raging heat pool on his stomach eyes rolling into the back of his head as he cums all over his own chest. You feel almost sorry that you didn’t angle it at his pretty teared face.

Sapnap

First one to jump in to say yessss. He is more that happy to try it out so fucking excited you don’t even have to play with his cock.

He has NO SHAME. He is already hard before you even ask to start. Pulls his pants off in a second and gets on his hands and knees absolutely giving you the space to work him. He I forced down to his elbows the second your warm finger starts rubbing teasing circles against his rim. Feels the sensation 10 times more than usually when he is getting his hole played with. Become louder and whiner if possible. You push your finger in just to watch his hole open up for you only to take it out before it starts going in, you are KILLING this man. He feels like he could cry because he only wants you to fuck him stupid, but here you are taking your sweet time. How dare you. Somehow feels completely powerless doesn’t. Know how to take control back. Can only beg for you to finally FINALLY fuck him. You don’t even have to put one finger in first. His tight hole swallows both of your fingers greedily and you don’t give him a second to compose himself before you are abusing his prostate. Your fingers press against his sensitive spot without giving him a second to breathe and you KNOW he loves it. Cums untouched and can’t stop cumming when you continue to overstimulate his prostate.

Dream

He takes a few hours to convince before he says yes. Lets be honest we know this man would LOVE to get his ass played with.

Is very shy at first taking his clothes off but we can all see your boner babes, you are not fooling anyone. You pretend to not catch on his arousal, but you KNEW he was already hard as he sat on the bed waiting for you to get the lube. He would be on his hands and knees simply because he is ashamed and does not want you to see his face of pleasure when you finger him. Sooo nervous his cock would start making a pool of precum on the sheets. I mean he LOVES to be humiliated, so TRUST he is enjoying himself even if he tells you to stop. You can only whisper in his ear that if he really wants you to stop he can say the safe word (safety first ppl) but of course he looks away knowing damn well he loves the way your finger slid into his tight heat. Tries to act tough and not moan a few of them slip out enough to let you know he enjoys it VERY much. The second you find his sweet spot he is a goner. He doesn’t care to pretend anymore instead he slumps down onto his chest with a flexibility neither of you knew he had, and in that moment you know he just have his whole body to you. He drools all over the bed sheets making an absolute mess and by the time you have your second finger in he is begging you to please touch his cock. A quick scoff come out your lips letting him know that

“I’m being nice enough to touch your g spot, rub your dick on the sheets if you want to cum whore” he absolutely cums at your words. The way you talked dismissively towards him and the fact that you called his prostate a g spot???? He is a goner. Maybe he should lick the bed sheets clean.

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deliwrites · 1 year

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ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕥 𝕤𝕝𝕦𝕥 // 𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙 𝖙𝖜𝖔 //Dream Team

// DATE // 9th of November 2022 // PAIRING // DreamTeam x fem!Reader, george x fem!reader, sapnap x fem!reader, dream x fem!reader // WARNING // flirty!reader, use of real names, tease!reader, playgirl(ish)!reader, use of 'good girl', 'baby girl', 'little brat', slight degration, one picture of lingerie // WORDS // 2,6k+ // SUMMARY // You finally move to America! And Nick is the one to pick you up from the airport. Which means, private time! // SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part Two // Part three // Part Four // I’m open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST //

I ended up listening to Dream. I sat in a call with him. Discussing what I wanted to bring, while also discussing new pc parts. He was sharing his screen with me. His shopping basket full. Whilst I was making a copy of files I wanted to keep.

"So, I'm guessing not all three of you are going to pick me up from the airport?" I ask watching my files load onto the external drive.

"Sadly not," Clay sighed. I could tell he was disappointed. "But Nick is going to pick you up."

"Awh so no Georgie, either?" my cam was on so I send him a pout.

"No," he chuckles. "George and I will be setting up your pc."

"Awh, that's sweet, thank you."

"And until we have time to go on a shopping spree, we will rotate on beds, 'cause we don't want you to have to sleep on the couch for however long."

"Hmm, but what if I want to share the bed with you?" I smirk teasingly.

"Is that so?" I nod eagerly while biting my bottom lip. "Hmm, it will have to be our secret," clapping my hands in excitement.

"I'm so excited to finally be all of us together."

"Same, it took a good while but it's finally happening."

Arriving at the Orlando airport had my anxiety pumping. We decided not to announce when I would be flying. So lucky for me and my anxiety. I now only had to deal with meeting Nick for the first time in real life.

As I wait for my luggage I record a little bit more for my video on the move. Talking about my nerves to the camera. Getting interrupted by Nick calling me.

"So, the flight was long. I was able to sleep a lot tho. Now I'm just waiting for my suitcases to come thro-. Oh, Sap is calling me. Hey Sap," I smile when the facetime call connects.

"'Ello darling," he says. Lucky for me it wasn't out of the ordinary for him to call me that.

"Are you- are you still in the car?" I ask in disbelief.

"Well yes, I'm here though. I just wanted to ask if you were at baggage claim yet?"

"I am! I think I see one of the suitcases already."

"Alright, I'll see you in a bit then!"

"Okies!" Hanging up, I look back at the camera. "I can't believe he was still in the car," I pout at the camera before grinning. "Anyways, I'm gonna get my suitcases, so I'll see you lovelies later!" Waving at the camera before ending the recording.

Dragging my suitcase into the hall, I'm immediately met with a sign. My name poorly written in bold letters, hearts covering any free space. Chuckling at the sight. I abandon my suitcases, running over to Nick. Throwing my arms around his neck.

"Well hello," he chuckles, not expecting me to do this. He knew how nervous I was, but his gentle smile when I saw him made it all fade. Dropping the sign his arms wrap around my shoulders.

"Sorry, I'm just so happy," I tell him, slowly letting go of one of the best hugs. He chuckles in understanding.

"I know, let's get your suitcases and start this drive," taking the suitcases, Nick leads the way to his car. Once the suitcases are in I get surprised. A gasp leaving my lips when I get turned around, back pushed into the side of the car. Nick had me trapped against his black Tesla. "You know," he smirks. "Now there will be consequences to your teasing," a blush flushes my cheeks at his words.

"Will there now?" I decide to fight the shyness. Teasing him while giggling smugly.

"Oh, you'll see," moving away he opens the door for me, then going to the other side. Before we even drive off Nick's hand finds its way to my thigh. The dress mom made me wear was a wrap. So the moment I sat down the leg Nick's hand holding become bare. "Did you wear this dress for me?" he asks, fingers softly caressing my inner thigh.

"Maybe," I smirk. Deciding not to tell him it was actually my mom who wanted me to wear it. Just to swoon the three of them. "Do you like it?" I ask trying to look as seductive as possible.

"You look breathtaking, darlin'."

"What about now?" Taking the ribbon that ties the dress, pulling on it. Opening the dress, revealing the orange lingerie set I was wearing.

Looking over, his grip on my thigh tightens, though nothing comes from him. When Clay told me Nick was the one picking me, I had already mentally picked out to wear this.

"You think you can just tease me like this?" his voice is dark which surprises me a little. Eyes slightly wider as I look at him.

"Whatcha gonna do about it, driver?" recovering quickly from the initial shock. I put emphasis on 'driver'. At this point, we had reached the highway.

"Y/n, what care are we in?" the question is asked slowly. The slowness had me confused.

"Y-yours…?" I answer his question with an unsure answer. He chuckles, shaking his head cutely.

"Yes, but that's not what I asked darlin'. What type of car are we in?" he asks even slower. Even more, confused now, I wreck my brain. I open my mouth a few times to answer, though nothing comes out. There is a smirk playing on Nick's lips as. He starts tapping the steering wheel. It catches my attention. Looking at his hands a gasp leaves my lips.

"Tesla!" I tell him, pointing at the logo in excitement.

"Good girl," his praise brings back the flush in my cheeks. "Do you know what that means?" I shake my head. He pulls the right gear stock down twice. A do-do sound rings through the car. "It means, I don't have to do anything," I look at him wide-eyed. His hands leaving the steering wheel. The car now driving without his help. "You are in so much trouble now," a startled squeak escapes my lips. His right hand having just pulled my leg up. I hated to admit it but that was so sexy.

Nick couldn't help but smirk as the predicament she was in slowly sunk in. To his surprise Y/n pulled up both legs, turning to face him. A small wet patch on her panties has the smirk returning.

"Awh, you're already wet for me?" a shy nod comes from the female. "You enjoy teasing so much, huh? Little brat. I guess you want me to do something about it, don't you baby?" Y/n nodded eagerly mumbling 'please'. "What happened to the brat, you're all shy now," he teases, his hands dancing along the shy brat's skin. His right-hand stops just above where she needs him to touch her. A soft needy whine came from her. Y/n moving her hips to try and move the hand down. Both hands moving to take hold of Nick's right one. Fighting the man's strength to push it down.

"Please, touch me," she asks, voice needy. He moves against her tries, barely putting in any effort.

"Oh, you're so desperate," he chuckles darkly. Finally, Nick slides his hand down, thumb grazing over her barely clothed clit. It makes her jump a little in her seat. Giving a few pats to tease her more, the same happens. Thighs threatening to close around his hand. Little gasps and whines escaping her lips. Deciding not to tease the horny female further, his hand swiftly slides back up, into her panties. Fingertips immediately met with her wet lips.

"Fuck," she whimpers. The position is a little awkward making Nick pull his hand away before Y/n gets to enjoy his touch. Before she can complain though, Nick speaks.

"Be a good girl for me," nodding her head before he even finished his demands. "Take off your panties and sit on your knees, facing me," he chuckles under his breath at her eagerness. Watching her as she does as told. "So, obedient," he praises her. In addition to the demands, she decides to take off her dress as well as her bra. Abandoning her sneakers on the floor, clothes on the back seat. A little stunned at the ravishing site he's met with, she takes advantage of the opportunity. Leaning over she's finally able to claim his lips for the first time. His stubble scratches at her skin, though she doesn't mind. Nick's hands find their way to her naked body, right hand on her waist, left hand cupping her soft face. Holding her gently steady inside the moving car. Slowly pulling away from his soft lips, she pecks him one, two, three more times. "God, you're even more gorgeous in real life," Nick says. "Such a beautiful baby girl," a shy giggle coming from her. "Oh, you're so cute. Are you getting shy again, little brat?" he teases.

"Niiick," she whines quietly. Wanting him to just touch her already.

"What is it, baby?" he smirks, looking directly into her eyes.

"Touch me," she whines again. Taking hold of the hand still on her waist. Again, trying to move it where she needs him.

"You've been waiting for so long, haven't you, darlin'?" she nods with a pout on her lips. "Hmm, I think you can wait a little long-"

"Noooo, please! I'll do anything!" she begs. His thumb teasingly caressing her waist, watching the desperation spiral in her eyes. Her hands still trying to move his hand.

"Anything, you say?" Nodding vigorously. "Alright, I'm gonna hold you to that," finally his hand moves between the desperate girls' thighs.

Fingers slip between her wet folds, thumb rubbing against her clit. Having his skilled fingers on her heat had her weak in the knees. Her left hand coming to rest on Nick's shoulder to keep herself steady. Nick's smirk never leaving his lips. Being able to touch the girl he's been flirting with for years. And having this effect on her filled him with pride.

He doesn't waste time, slipping two fingers into her dripping core. Sharp nails digging into his shoulder along with a gasp from her. Y/n had been so touch-starved since George moved. Feeling extra sensitive now with Nick's hand on her. Making 'come hither' movements with his fingers. Fingers much bigger and longer than hers. Reaching places she never could.

"Com on baby, bounce on my fingers for me," his tone is enough to make a soft squeak leave her lips. Doing as told, she slowly starts up a pace. Her thighs already quivering. "That's it, good girl," the squelching noise becoming louder as Nick decides to help her out. Thrusting his fingers into her at a fast pace. Gasps and squeaky moans escaping her, eyes closed at the amazing feeling.

"Fuck," she squeaks, the warm feeling in her abdomen coming quicker than she hoped. Willing herself to last longer, she suppresses it. Subconsciously squeezing around Nick's fingers. It was like he knew what she was doing.

"No, no, darlin'," his voice is dark. Scissoring his fingers to stop her from squeezing. His thumb starts working on her clit. She buckles, trying to get away from the expert movements. But with his fingers inside the gorgeous girl like a belt loop, there was no escape for her.

Thighs shaking in delight, with a smug look Nick watches her break under his touch. A chain of moans escaping her lips as her back arches. Giving into the honey-sweet feeling. Body stuttering as Nick rips an orgasm from the female.

"That's it, baby," riding out her high, breathing heavily. Her eyes slowly open as she sinks backwards against the car door. His slick fingers slipping from her heat. A grin on his lips as he brings his fingers to them. A flush covering the girls' cheeks as she watches him clean his fingers. Bringing her arms up she hides shyly. "Can't wait to actually get to taste you," having come down from her high she starts putting her clothes back on. Accepting the water bottle Nick hands her.

"Thank you," I take the bottle from Nick. Taking a few sips before putting it away. Turning to sit on my knees, I go to lean over. Wanting to return the favour. Having obviously noticed the bulge in his sweatpants.

"Whatcha doing?" Nick asks having gone back to driving as we exit the highway.

"Want to return the favour," I pout which has him chuckling.

"That's okay, we'll have many more opportunities for that," he says, sending an evil smile my way. My cheeks heating up at all the things we could do now. "Plus, we're almost home," just that has me sink back in my seat with a content sigh.

"Home."

"Yes," he grins sweetly. His hand finding its way back to my thigh. smiling I place my hand on his, fingertips curling around his palm.

Finally we pul up to the house, clapping my hands in excitement. It really looks like home. "Alright, I'll get Clay. You wait here," to be honest, I had completly forgotten that I would see Clay in real life for the first time. "Are you nervous again?" nodding slowly as I pull my knees up to my chest. Giving a soft chuckle, Nick exits the car. Walking around the front, going to my side. Opening the door, he crouches beisde me. "It will be okay, we've been friends for years, remember?" turning to face him, I nod, a pout on my lips. Leaning up he pecks my pouty lips. A grin quickly replacing the pout. "He is no different in real life, okay? I'll get George first that way you don't have to wait alone."

"Thank you!" I get out of the car with new found reassurance. Pecking Nick's lips in a thanks before letting him go. It doesn't take long for George to exit the home.

"Y/n!" he sing-songs, a squeal coming from me. Running over I wrap my arms around him, jumping together in excitement.

"Georgie! I missed you!" I tell him when we stop jumping, leaving my arms on his shoulders.

"Hmm, now you get to pay for your teasing," he grins taking hold of my waist, he pulls me closer. With a giggle, I peck his soft british lips. Having missed the feeling more then I thought I would. Pecking his lips a few more times before pulling away. Just in time for the front door to open again.

"Ah, I'm nervous!" I exclaim, hiding behind George. "It's just me, darlin'," Nick chuckles, walking over to George and me. "But you're not the only one. Clay's nervous too." "He is?" I ask, peeking over George's shoulder. Nick nods with a wide grin. "Oh, that makes this so much easier for me," I giggle, moving away from my hiding place.

"But how was your flight?" George asks curiously.

"Sleepy," I giggling. "I was too nervous so I slept most of the flight. Now I'm finally home!" I squealk, jumping while clapping. Did I look weird? Probably yes, but they knew me this way.

"Weirdo," I heard from behind me, though before I could turn around, I got wrapped in a hug.

"Clay?"

"Of course, who else!" I recognize his voice. Turning in his hold, I wrap my arms around him.

"We're finally complete!" George says, ganging up on the hug. Nick also joining in.

We are finally all together. I am so happy!

// MASTERLIST // ANONLIST

// SERIES // Intro // Part One // Part Two // Part three // Part Four // I’m open for serie title suggestions for this one! Feel free to comment your suggestion here or sent it into my inbox!

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