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lilywastaken · 1 year

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⇝ SICK DAY SCENARIOS !

CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Quackity, CC!Karl Jacobs x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: taking care of CCs when they're sick :( <3.

WARNINGS: SFW, a few spicy moments here and there, illness, a tiny drop of angst in Karl's part!

A/N: I'm alive!! The brainrot is real for these guys so I just had to write something, even if it's a bit crap LMAO. It's my first time writing for Karl/Quack, so they might be a bit weird/stiff, apologies! Once again, requests are open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you for reading! <333 If you see any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know, please!!! I wrote this quite late so there might be a few!

MASTERLIST.

DREAM:

"Feeling a bit better?"

You whisper softly as you open the door to your boyfriend's bedroom, noticing that he had made his way off his bed and onto his chair, legs up and pressed to his chest with his knees tucked under his chin, the bright screens of his monitors reflecting onto his sad face.

"Mm…"

His broken whimper makes you sigh, walking over to him carefully and placing the bowl of chicken soup next to his keyboard, leaning down to press a kiss to his sweaty forehead.

"You should be resting."

You're about to lean back until Dream grabs your arm, his pointer finger coming up to tap his lips, hopeful eyes staring up at you.

"Clay. You're ill."

"Which means you're refusing to kiss your poor, suffering boyfriend?" He sighs dramatically, his voice deep yet nasally due to his stuffy nose, leaning into your touch as your hand comes up to cup his cheek.

"Are you ready to take care of me when I inevitably get sick, sweetheart?" You coo back, watching his expression morph from one of self-pity to one of dread.

"O-of course." He mumbles, hoping you don't remember how stressed he was when George had gotten sick a few weeks ago, running around the house looking for medicine in hopes that his friend wouldn't die. "Still… What if the cure to my sickness is a kiss from my beautiful partner?"

"Oh?" You play along with a smile, your hand coming up to play with his hair and run your fingers through his dirty blond curls, watching him flutter his eyes closed to enjoy your touch with a smile, half expecting him to start purring. "Well…" You sigh dramatically in defeat, leaning down so that the tips of both your noses are bumping. "I guess if it helps."

Dream makes a soft noise of excitement before you press your lips to his, his soft hand holding your head to his to slot your lips together easily.

"Now get to bed." You snap as soon as you pull back, causing him to huff and pause whatever video he had been watching.

"Fine." He grumbles like a child, lifting himself up and taking a few moments to make sure he isn't about to collapse before turning to you, letting you lead him to his mattress, onto which he immediately collapses on with a loud groan.

He situates himself under the covers and outstretches his arms to you expectantly, yet instead of your warm body he finds himself holding the bowl of soup you had brought.

You press a kiss to his forehead as he begrudgingly starts to sip on the soup, his gaze softening as he realises you're not about to leave his side.

Needless to say, the next day you were as ill as he was.

SAPNAP:

A loud groan resounds across the house.

You try your best to ignore it, going back to scrolling through your phone and scratching behind Patches' ears.

Another groan, louder this time, finally brings your attention away from social media and back to reality, frowning at the unending dramatic groans that come from your boyfriend.

You sigh, carefully pushing Patches off and starting your trek upstairs, listening to the borderline fake sounds coming from inside the room.

"You sound like you're dying."

You comment as soon as you push open the door to his bedroom, rolling your eyes with a smile as you meet your boyfriend's gaze, his lower lip curled into a pout as he makes grabby hands at you, his bed covered in what you assume to be snotty tissues.

"I am dying, darlin'. Feels like I'm being ripped apart."

You laugh, making your way towards him and sitting on the edge of the bed, and placing your hand onto his forehead, frowning instantly at how hot he feels.

"Wait, are you actually sick?"

"Yes!" Sapnap whines, throwing his head back and slamming it accidentally onto the wooden headboard, whining at the additional pain. "You thought I was fakin'!?"

"I wouldn't put it past you." You grumbled, wiping some of the sweat on his face with your sleeve, watching him try to adjust in his bed just to be closer with you. "What hurts?"

"Everything." He sighs out, closing his eyes in pain as his head throbs.

"Everything?" You repeat, unamused, already getting up to retrieve an ice pack from downstairs, hoping to cool down the fever he seems to have caught.

"Yes, every-" his eyes snap open as soon as he feels the bed shift, whining. "No, don't leave!"

"Nick, I need to get you something for your fever!"

You struggle against Sapnap's grip as he pulls you into his lap, arms wrapped around your waist and stubble scratching against your cheek.

"No… all I need is you, darl'." He grumbles against your skin, peppering sloppy kisses onto your neck.

"You're delirious." You sigh, melting into his warmth as he pulls you under the covers, sniffling and whining with every move he makes. "You'll take some medicine later, right?"

"Mhm … yeah." He says drowsily as he starts to fall asleep right there, listening to your breathing as a means to calm himself down. "Anything for you, sweetheart."

GEORGE:

How can George still be asleep?

You think to yourself as you stare mindlessly into the TV, the plate of food you had been eating abandoned on the coffee table as you take note of how long it had been since you had seen your boyfriend after last night.

You know he's prone to sleeping in for long, but not this long. Especially now in Florida, where the sun rises earlier and helps him wake up at the same time as you and your roommates.

Once you give your half eaten plate to Dream, you carefully push open the door to your boyfriend's room, stopping for a few moments so your eyes get used to the darkness his room was covered in.

"George? Are you awake?"

Treading carefully so you don't trip on any loose cables or stuff that he might have tossed onto the ground, you finally reach his bed, kneeling next to him and placing your hands on the body beneath the covers and shaking softly.

"Georgie?"

"Hmng."

You feel him turn around, meeting his gaze despite the darkness around you, watching as his pained expression turns into one of relief.

"Hi…" He mumbles, voice coarse as if he had just finished screaming for over an hour, reminding you of that one time he had lost his voice after a particularly long stream. "Time…?"

"Almost 4." Your hand comes up to push back his bangs, a shiver racking through his body as your cool touch makes contact with his atypically hot skin. "What th- do you have a fever?"

"I think." You feel his arms creep around your waist, pulling you closer with abnormal strength and placing his head onto your lap, snuggling himself into your thighs, letting out a shaky sigh at the warmth. "Tried getting up this morning and I think I passed out."

That would explain the crash Sapnap had claimed to have heard early in the morning.

"You passed out? Why didn't you call me?" You whisper back, running your fingers through his hair and massaging the back of his neck, a spot you know always gets him weak. "We could've brought you downstairs so you weren't cooped up like this."

George laughed as the image of Dream and Sapnap dragging him downstairs came to mind, but the sudden stabbing pain that attacked his lungs caused him to start coughing with a whine.

"I'd rather just stay up here with you." He started to manhandle you to lie under the covers, his hands warm on your hips as he quite basically shoved his face into your chest, trying to calm his raging headache. "We can order something later… I just want to be with you for now."

You chewed on your lower lip before your hands came up subconsciously to bury themselves in his soft locks, a whine leaving his lips as your nails started scratching at his scalp. "Fine. Just for a bit, okay? You still have to eat, we got to get you medicine, and you probably stin-"

You squeaked as he nipped on your skin in an attempt to get you to shut up, rolling your eyes at the smirk on his pretty lips before he fluttered his eyes back closed, a silent way of telling you that he was going back to sleep.

QUACKITY:

"You're an idiot."

Your boyfriend sputters out a confused sound as he walks into the kitchen, not having expected to be instantly insulted first thing in the morning.

"Huh?"

"Why are you half-naked!? You're sick!" You point at his feet and then his shorts with your spoon, making him groan and roll his eyes.

"It's hot!" He throws his arms up in the air as he sits down at the kitchen island, ignoring the way you frown at him. "And I'm not sick. I'm fine. It's just a cold."

"That still counts as being sick." You mumble under your breath, pushing a plate of food in his direction before pulling off your hoodie (which casually happened to be his) and handing it to him. "Put it on. I don't want you getting worse."

"...fine." He mumbles, starting to eat once it's on. "Thank you, mi vida."

Your face heats up at the casual nickname, nodding as you start on your own breakfast, too busy scrolling on your phone to notice the way your boyfriend starts squirming in his seat, sweat dripping down his forehead as he tries to focus on his food.

"You alright?" You finally realise how sick he looks despite having looked fine mere moments before, face flushed and skin sickly pale as he wipes the sweat away with his hoodies sleeves.

"Mhm. Okay." Your hand reaches over to cup his cheek, almost flinching back at how hot his skin feels. "Jesus! You're so fucking hot!"

You instantly regret what comes out of your mouth at his cocky expression, watching him m lean into your hand and sigh dreamily, eyelashes fluttering open and closed as he speaks.

"You think I'm that hot, babe?" He purrs out, despite the absolute pain that's racking through his body at the minute. "Damn, didn't expect you to be bold."

"Shut up." You pinch his cheek, forcing a high pitched cry to leave his mouth as you turn around to look through the medicine cabinet. "I meant you're literally hot, Alex."

"So you think I'm not figuratively hot?" You refrain from the urge to groan at his teasing, pulling off the cap to some medicine and dropping a pill into a glass of water.

"If you keep acting like this, you'll be less than hot to me." You snap, handing him the drink and waiting for him to down it like he usually does when it comes to ill-tasting medicine. "Go lie down, I'll make you some soup."

Before you can leave, he grabs your arm, pulling you into the space between his open legs and wrapping his arms around your waist.

"With me?" He mumbles into your hair, causing you to roll your eyes at how clingy he's become. "Come on, cielo. We can just order soup."

"But will it be as good as my soup?" You brush some of his longer strands of hair away from his eyes and trace the invisible lines between the beauty marks on his face.

"No… but I'd take cold soup any day of the week if it means having you in my arms."

KARL:

"Your nose is running."

You comment as you watch your boyfriend sluggishly make his way towards the fridge, eyes barely open and sweatpants almost falling down his waist.

"Mhm."

He doesn't even acknowledge your words, digging through the countless cans in the fridge to pull out some orange juice, instantly downing it without a second thought.

"Sorry. You want some?" He slurs, extending his arm and offering you the carton.

"Just finish it, Karl. I'd rather not get sick."

You notice that instead of his normal sleeping shirt he has a button up on, the buttons all messed up from probably trying to do it on his own in the bathroom mirror.

"You going somewhere, baby?" You comment on his appearance, frowning as he instantly nods, throwing the carton into the bin before looking for some snacks.

"Filming with Jimmy." He casually says, as if he hadn't been battling with a fever for almost a week. "I volunteered yesterd-"

You slap your hand over his mouth, stopping him from talking and meeting his shocked gaze, feeling his hands immediately find place on your waist out of instinct at how close you are.

"You're not going anywhere, Karl. I don't want you to get worse." You comment with a frown, having half expected him to lick at your hand when you had covered his mouth, but the sad look in his eyes feels worse than how that would've. "Please. You've been in pain for almost a week, I just want you to get better."

You let go of his face, moving your hand to cup his cheek and watch him press into your touch, nodding solemnly.

"Just don't like being useless. I wanna do stuff, I want to help!" He whines, closing his eyes as if afraid of your reaction to his complaint.

"You're not useless, though. You're sick. I'm taking care of you because I love you and I want you to get better. Jimmy's your friend, he'll probably won't want you working while you're sick, either." You lean up to press a soft kiss to the corner of his lips, wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him into a comforting hug, his cool hands roaming your skin under your shirt. "So get back into your pyjamas and get to bed and I'll bring you some food, okay? Then we can watch a movie, whichever one you want."

He nods enthusiastically, taking his turn to cup your cheeks in his hands and pepper kisses all over, brushing your lips with his before pulling away, aware of how sick you'd get if he gave you what he had. "I love you!" He says before rushing back upstairs giddily, not even waiting for you to say it back, aware that even without saying it, you do.

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lateline · 2 years

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⋆★【MCYT’s Calming You Down】★⋆

Pairing⋆★⋆GN!Reader x MCYT's Summary⋆★⋆Your anger gets the best of you some times, so your favorite people calm you down.

[A/N] I haven't tried this style of writing before but I hope you enjoy it! I wrote this to calm myself down because I have anger issues LMAOO

"Fuck!" You yell. You wave your arms in frustration, slamming your desk. You were so sick and tired of everything recently and losing your 4 hours worth of editing was the last straw. You slammed your desk in anger and grasped onto your hair tightly. You feel your body begin to heat up as angry tears well up in your eyes.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You sob in frustration until you hear a knock at your door, a face appearing in your doorway shortly after.

cc!Technoblade "Hey... you alright..?" He says, creeping into your room hesitantly. He comes up and holds your hand, softly caressing it. "It's okay, calm down." He turns your chair towards him and although he towers over you, something about it reassures you that in reality, everything is going to be okay as long as hes here with you.

cc!WilburSoot

"Hey, love. What's the matter?" Wilbur makes his way into your room, analyzing the situation. He wraps his arm over your shoulder and clicks a few things on your computer. "Ah, I see." He hums as he clicks a few more things before wrapping you into a tight hug. "We'll fix that later, cme're" He says, lifting you off your chair and out to the sofa to watch a movie. "Lets take our mind off it, shall we? You can pick the movie."

cc!Dream

"Hey, hey! Deep breaths, alright?" Dream scurries over to you, holding your hands in his. "Look at me, okay? Breathe in.. Breathe out.." Dream guides you and you follow. He smiles at you reassuringly. "Now, what happened babe? Can I help you at all or do you just want to relax?"

cc!George

"Y/N? Is everything okay?" George hovers at the doorway, being careful not to upset you anymore than you are already. "Do you want a snack? A drink? Here, let me get you a snack!" George scurries off before coming back with some cookies, placing them on your desk. He puts his hand on your thigh. "If you ever need anything, come to me, alright?" He says softly, hugging you before he leaves to give you space.

cc!Sapnap

"Yo, yo, yo, yo, calm down, babe." Sapnap rushes in, cupping your cheek in his hand, wiping the angry tears away. He pulls you into his chest, rubbing your back slowly. "It's alright, don't worry. You can scream if you want to, I can scream if you want me to." He says jokingly. You can't help but let out a chuckle followed by a sniffle to which Sapnap just hugs you tighter.

cc!JackManifold

"Y/N, hey, whats up?" Jack approaches you with concern. He kneels down next to your chair observing your computer screen "Ah.." He sighs as he gets up and rubs your shoulder. "Do you need a moment? Or would you want me to stay?- I can leave if you want-" He stutters as you snicker. You ask him to stay and the two of you chat for a while before you fall asleep in your chair to which he carries you into bed, turning off your computer on the way out.

cc!Quackity

"Y/N?" Quackity says, voice laced with concern. "Did something happen love?" He queries as he places himself on your bed. You lift your head up and spin around to him, eyes still filled with tear. "Awh, love, come here." He opens his arms and you make your way over, sinking into his touch. He hums to you as your breath slows down, gradually falling asleep. The two of you cuddle for the rest of the night, both too cold to leave each other.

cc!KarlJacobs

"Y/N! What happened?" Karl hurries over, placing one hand on your should and one on your cheek wiping away the tears. He pulls you into a warm hug while you bury your face deep into his hoodie. He rocks you side to side and places a kiss on your head. "It's okay, everything's gonna be okay, okay?" He pulls you away gently, placing his forehead on yours. You nod and he kisses you on the tip of your nose before pulling you into a hug once again.

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2braincellslz · 2 years

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dating cc!foolish and cc!sapnap headcanons? separately, not like a poly relationship

Foolish! My beloved. Even though I know like nothing about him lmao.

Cc!Foolish dating HCs

Foolish x GN!reader

Himboooooooo

He's a sweet boy though.

A single kiss on the cheek or forehead or anywhere and he stops whatever he is doing and asks for more.

He loooooves pet names. Give pet names and being called pet names. He loves pet names.

If you call him by his real name or god forbid his full name, hes instantly like "did I do something wrong? What happened?"

Manz has no clue on how to plan a date. You have to plan them all.

He makes up with his shittoy date planning skills with amazing gift giving skills.

His love language is gift giving, words of affirmation, and physical affection.

He brings in random animals all the time. He once brought in a raccoon. You had to sweep it out.

His favorite dates are gaming dates. He likes to run off and build you something and then drag to to see it.

I love him.

Cc!Sapnap dating hcs

Sapnap x gn!reader

He calls you darlin. Sorry not sorry.

He likes to cuddle. When you guys do cuddle he liked to send you tik toks even though you guys are on top of eachother.

He likes to cary you around. You are his royalty.

He also like to feed you. He will silently press a M&M to your lips and wait.

He dose not have a single romantic bone in his body. But we love him. Hes doing great.

He loves dates but like Foolish, he has no idea how to plan one. Hes tried but they are usually just watching movies.

He also loves PDA. Hes a lovely baby.

He'll come running to you like. "BABE!" And show you a video of people petting otter paws.

You two just reference things back and fourth to eachother.

He seems like the kind of guy to like Sam O'nella. He especially likes to references "is that fucking fish jenga!?"

No I will not explain that.

He likes scaring you around the house. Hes always running up behind you and yelling.

He loves pranking with you. George and Dream are never safe.

Has probably gotten sick and instead of telling you like a normal person he goes "babe.... I fuw up..."

Idk man, I'm trying.

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modelbus · 6 months

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Another day another short one

Pairing: Cc!Tommyinnit x Gn!Reader

Flufftober 9 - Under The Weather

You shut the door behind you, not bothering to be quiet. It was nearly 1 in the afternoon, you were positive Tommy was up and working on the video he told you about. It was a genius idea, one you couldn't wait to watch.

You had taken a chance and decided to do an interview with a podcast, talk about your experiences as a famous content creator. Thank God Niki was also there to calm your nerves. You two had ended up going out for lunch together, just talking, making you a little late to come home. Home. The flat you shared with Tommy was your home, but more than that it was him. You both, together.

Talking about your relationship on the podcast had gotten you thinking quite a bit about everything. The podcasters asked if you thought your career was dependent upon Tommy, and you had replied without a second thought. Of course it wasn't. Just like how George and Sapnap's weren't dependent upon Dream. Just because there was someone bigger than you that you were close with didn't make people dependent.

Funnily enough though, you both might a little dependent upon each other in every other way.

"Tommy?" You ask, nudging open their door. Your eyebrows shoot up at the sight of Tommy still in bed.

He definitely had a recording today.

"Tom, you awake?"

"No." He groans. "Fuck off." You know him well enough to know he doesn’t mean it.

"Not happening. What happened to your recording?"

"Canceled it."

He finally opens his eyes, staring at you. You’re jealous of how relaxed and comfortable he looks.

"Why?"

His next words are less of words and more of an incomprehensible mumble. If you were meant to understand any of it, you just didn't.

Well, not like you were doing anything else today.

You’ve barely approached the bed before he's tugging you in with him, practically attaching himself to you. Not to say you don’t like it, but this wasn't normal Tommy behavior.

"Jesus Toms, you're burning."

"I took Advil."

That's something at least. But from the way he's openly letting himself curl into you, you can tell it didn't help much. Tommy tended to get these flash sicknesses, growing ill just to be as happy as ever.

He jokes about it being because he never gets long-term sick, like you do. Like normal people do. Hence why you absolutely fucking suck at managing being sick together.

His breath fans across your neck from where he's tucked his head into the crook of your neck. If he gets you sick, you’ll murder him.

"Wait, the light-"

"Nope. Fucking no."

You laugh. "Fine, fine."

You unlock your phone, holding it up behind his head so you can see it and scroll through Twitter. Within seconds Tommy's dropping off to sleep, but you aren’t quite there.

Instead you’re content to scroll through Twitter, freezing when he moves even slightly or his hot ass skin touches yours. It's fine. He'll wake up tomorrow as he always does, perfectly fine.

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit #tommy innit #tommyinnit imagine #tommy mcyt

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asafeplacetostay · 2 years

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THEY LET YOU DRESS THEM

pairing: cc!karl jacobs, cc!georgenotfound, cc!sapnap, cc!punz, cc!wilbur soot x gn!reader

summary: You're a fashion student and after some begging (or none at all) your partner let's you dress them up for the day

a/n: I took all of the pics from pinterest, so creds to the owner of them!

also I feel like i kinda held back and based the outfits on their online personalities and what sillouete they usually wear, let me know if u want another one of these but with outfits I THINK will look great on them

KARL JACOBS

-he has a pretty open mind about fashion

-he's up for almost anything

-I feel like HE would ask u if u could dress him/ when you asked if he wanted you to dress him up he got so excited

-his outfits irl are so cute too I love him

- white looks so good on him, and a lot of rings to finish the look (without the orange glasses)

-you do some soft black eyeliner too

GEORGENOTFOUND

-ah george

-he's pretty basic ngl (eventhough he looks great in gray sweatpants)

-It took a lot of begging for him to let you dress him

-giving you that look everytime you show him something too revealing

-almost threw a pillow at you when you got out a mesh turtleneck

-"I'm not wearing that- no- no stoppp~"

-finally agrees on something pretty modest but still cute

-looks so hot what-

-something along the lines of the fits under this

SAPNAP

-I feel like Sap would at first be really excited

-like "I have a partner that dresses me up and you don't"

-the second you brought out a cute harness he almost fainted

-"I-i can't wear that, babe"

-after a lot of planning time, you got him the perfect outfit

-it goes really well with his overall style (he demanded for a baseball cap) but a bit more colourful and fun

-yes, the necklaces are part of it

PUNZ

-he said yes straight away

-whatever made you happy

-he loves seeing your excited smile while you pull out items

-still has boundaries obvs but is pretty open obout the whole style experimentation

-he can't stop talking about how hot he looks

-pants a bit more baggy than the pics

WILBUR SOOT

-I want to dress this man so badly

-like all this ideas flowing in my brain AAA

-I think he would look good in anything

-and he would dress in anything you want

-is the most open minded about it

-smiles at you while you ramble and try to match items into a cute outfit

-something like that, with pointy boots for sure (brown ones)

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beeindaclouds · 1 year

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hii! Is it alright that write all DSMP x reader but the DSMP (either cc or c) turns into their opposite gender? And they all like being confuse about their new shape of body and voice?? If you are okay with this one :D

Hallo, thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy <3

Reader discovers Genderbend!DSMP

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Ps. Everyone is CC! Other then C!Phil and C!Techno. And I didn't include Eret, cause I feel like they're pretty genderfluid in their style already, so nothing would change

❝ Dream ❞

He's smug about it

Like "Oh wow, I have boobs, lemme check" kind of smug

Idk why but I can see him being so proud of being a women and looking attractive

To the point where he uses it against you and makes you question your sexuality lol

♀️♂️

❝ Georgenotfound ❞

George would be too embarrassed to show himself

He doesn't hate how he looks, he's just shy about showing you specifically

You have to reassure him many many times that it's ok and that you'll love him no matter what

And when he comes out you just can't help but shower him in compliments

♂️♀️

❝ Sapnap ❞

I can see him wanting to try womens clothes, to feel just how they are

He chickens out a little, cause he has to see boobs to change, but after he's just showing off his new fits and acting like he's in one of those "make over scenes" in the movies

Like, yeah, he could have done it before in his man body, but it's a different experience in a womans body

Not a fan of heels and he feels bad for you if you wear them

♀️♂️

❝ Badboyhalo + Skeppy ❞

Bad's completely flustered and all over the place, it takes him a while to get used to bring in a woman's body

Skeppy is absolutely loving it and planning the amout of youtube videos he can make out of this situation haha

I imagine you three making many make up and outfit videos, just for pure entertainment

Just leaving the fans confused to wth happened

♂️♀️

❝ Quackity ❞

Boobs

Is all he has to say

He wears the same thing, hoodies and a beanie, and just moves on with his life

But he does freak out when going to the bathroom, cause yk

Makes many jokes about you liking him more cause he has boobs now haha

♀️♂️

❝ Karl Jacobs ❞

Especially stuff he couldn't wear before, for fear of backlash

Karl definetly starts trying all different types of styles and clothings

I can see him liking very flowy skirts and puffy ones too; he finds them very comfy and adorable to wear

♂️♀️

You definetly make him wear the strawberry dress, you literally have been waiting for an opportunity to do so-

And make up, lots of make up!

❝ Wilbur Soot ❞

"My eyes are up here buddy"

He tells you when you first found him in this new form

Honestly nothing much changes, other then the fact that he's more flirty and confident lol

Also imagine him in cute light academia outfits!!!

♀️♂️

❝ C!Philza & C!Technoblade❞

You had to stifle a laugh when you first saw them

The two just contacted you with an "s.o.s" and a "come here asap", so you thought the worst

But instead you found two women in the place of the two men you knew

Phil actually looked a lot like Mumza with his long curly hair

Nothing much changed for Techno, other then the fact that he would absolutely not get out of his cloak because his "body felt too revealing"

Poor Techno :'D

♂️♀️

❝ Nihachu ❞

She's a pretty boy

One of those boys that are born with pretty privileged, like George

[Not that she doesn't already have it-]

She honestly likes the change and is still comfortable wearing "femminine" clothes

You can't help but be mesmerized by how adorable she looks, even as a male

♀️♂️

❝ Punz ❞

"Who wears the pants in the relationship now?!" you happily bragged as you saw Punz

Man wouldn't move from the bed, he was in shock at the discovery of his new body

A little interested, but mostly shocked

Jokes aside, you stayed by his side and reassured him that he looked absolutely beautiful no matter what

And with a bit of buttering up, he got comfortable enough to show off his new body

He looked like a babe, obviously

♂️♀️

❝ FoolishGamers ❞

Man's still beafy, muscle and all

We love big strong beafy women!!

He feels a bit weird, but mostly doesn't see must change

He also tried wearing heels for fun, bad idea

For some reason I imagine you and Tina making him give you two a bit of a fashion show

Maybe inviting female Karl too haha

Imagine the stream y'all would have!!

♀️♂️

❝ Awesamdude ❞

Sam is confident

Like yes, I am the most beautiful women you have ever seen

Bow down to such beauty u.u

Nothing much changes with him either, he feels great in how he looks and loves every second if it

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #dream x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #badboyhalo x reader #quackity x reader #karl jacobs x reader #wilbur soot x reader #nihachu x reader #punz x reader #foolish x reader #awesamdude x reader #beescenarios

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sappynapper · 2 years

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heyy can you do romantic cc!dsmp x figure skater!reader?

plsss i love ice skating!! im gonna interpret this as like, reader loves skating and competes locally so it’s not a famous!reader thing and more about the skating

cws: gn!reader, fluff

Dream

brags about you sooo much

like everyone he knows knows everything about your skating and has seen endless pictures and videos that he takes when he comes to watch you

embarrassing but he’s so proud of you, like he stans you so hard it’s kinda funny

always brings a huge bunch of roses for you when you’re competing so he can present them to you dramatically if you win or make you feel better if you don’t

and ofc he insists on getting you the best skates money can buy and paying your coaching fees so you can get the best person going

he also tries to learn more about it, watching loads of youtube videos and listening in on your talks with your coach so he can understand your passion better and offer advice on your form and stuff during your casual practices

if you’re into skating as a fan too he gets you tickets to watch big skating tournaments / lots of signed memorabilia etc

basically he’ll do anything to support and show interest in your hobby, well almost anything

he refuses to actually skate with you bc he knows how bad you’ll show him up and he’s not about it lol

makes jokes about not wanting to steal your thunder bc obviously he’d be sooo good and that’s why he won’t skate with you

he might secretly get some lessons if you’ve been together a while though, so he can surprise you one day...

Sapnap

can’t understand how elegant you look on the ice, you make it look effortless

like he’s a texas boy so i reckon he’s probably never ice-skated in his life, except the one time you dragged him onto the rink with you

he lasted less than three minutes before calling it and has flat out refused to ever go on again

he DOES love taking you to the skate park tho, and you get into inline skating (bc they’re kinda similar at the end of the day) so you can skate together “on solid ground” as sap puts it

also he can’t get over what you wear for competitions

like he feels kinda conflicted tbh bc obviously you look sexy asl in those skin tight outfits but they’re also just a tiny bit goofy

they remind him just slightly too much of pro-wrestling ??? idk

he’s amazed by you though and his lockscreen is a selfie he took during a competition with him going crazy in the foreground and you doing some insane spin jump in the background

the photo’s kinda blurry and you didn’t actually land that jump but he does not care

you two have a tradition of getting drive through take out on the way back from competitions or difficult practices bc it helps you decompress, and you shit talk your competitors together in the privacy of his car

he also heckles the judges that give you bad scores like he’s at a football game and you’ve had to tell him to stop so he doesn’t get banned

George

he just genuinely really enjoys watching you skate

he’ll sit on his own in the stands for hours just watching you practice, or even just scrolling on his phone, but he likes to be there with you anyway

sometimes he’ll facetime karl or somone and show them what you’re doing and he always gets so smiley

he has a lot of fun coming to watch you compete too and he makes a whole thing of it like he’s going to watch a big sports league final or the olympics or something and you’re his favourite team

like holding his breath when you do difficult jumps and spins he knows you struggle with and jumping up and cheering when you land them

of all of them he’s definitely done the most skating, with you and just in general

he’s still not very good but he can mostly stay on his feet and just laughs when he falls over bc fun > ego every time with georgie

loves just holding your hand while he stumbles around the rink with you or holding your hand over your head while you do a lil spin

he thinks you always look the most beautiful while skating: all giddy and smiley from doing your favourite thing and cheeks flushed from the cold and the exercise

Karl

another one who goes way overboard with the cheering just to be a dork and embarrass you

but also bc he is so genuinely proud of you and how hard you work to be good

he can’t make a lot of your competitions or any practice really bc he’s so busy with his work, but when he can be there he makes up for it with a bunch of flowers and gifts, and so much praise and cuddling

celebrates your wins and feels your losses so sincerely bc your success is his success and your sadness is his sadness

he undoes your laces and takes off your skates for you every time he’s there to do it

and after the stream where he drew on those sneakers you asked him to decorate your practice skates with whatever he liked so he could always be there with you in a way

he got so in his head about doing something incredible and you had to tell him you just wanted cute lil doodles and they’d be perfect bc he drew them

they came out like a graffitied primary school desk but with loads of different colours and little hearts and stick figures of the two of you smooching plus some affirmations about how amazing you are

he was so nervous to show you but you ADORE them and would wear them for competitions if you could

#mcyt x reader #dream x reader #sapnap x reader #georgenotfound x reader #karl jacobs x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #gnf x reader #mcyt fluff

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noki-is-soup · 2 years

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Normal, Right?

[My friend requested this]

Summary: For the my Tumblr request, I think you should have Karl and then like, Dream, George, Sapnap, etc. (because everyone writes smut with him) and have them comfort an asexual reader who experienced a very sexual matter, y'know?

Warning(s): Mentions of SA

Pairing(s): cc!Dream, cc!George, cc!Sapnap, cc!Karl, cc!Quackity, cc!Punz, cc!Foolish x gn!asexual!reader

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“Hold on, I’m going to go to the bathroom. I’ll be right back,” you said, standing up. The guy you were talking to stood up right after, following you. You didn’t question it, deciding to not draw attention to it. “Okay, I’m going to go in? You wait out here?”

“Don’t you want to have sex?” The guy moved closer, pressing his chest into yours.

“I told you, I don’t want to have sex. That was one of the first things I said.” You tried to move away, but the guy pressed his lips to your neck, sucking harshly. “Stop!”

You pushed him away abruptly, spinning around and running out of the bar. You took an Uber home, tears entering your eyes.

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Dream-

- Understands being asexual, yet didn’t understand at the same time? You didn’t have to explain to him what it was, yet he didn’t fully understand it.

- Does understand, however, what that guy doing to you was totally wrong and tries to comfort you in the best ways he knows how.

- He would sit you down on the couch and sit on the other side, not touching you unless you asked for it.

- Would get you all the snacks you want, not minding if he had to make them himself.

Sapnap-

- Also does not understand it, yet tries to. He doesn’t understand how someone doesn’t like sex, but he doesn’t question it.

- He would be very nervous, unsure of how to comfort you, so he would just run to his room and grab you a hoodie or sweatpants and try to make you as comfortable as possible.

- But once he saw your neck, he took it upon himself to hold you close to him while you two watched a bad sitcom together.

George-

- When you show up at his door, he had zero clue what to do. When you explain what happened, he slowly hugged you, waiting until you hugged him back.

- He called Karl and asked what he needed to do because he had no clue. Karl was the only person he knew was asexual.

- He decided to pull up a game on his laptop and let you lay in his arms while you two took turns playing a random indie game he downloaded.

Karl-

- Since he is also on the asexual spectrum, he knew exactly what you were feeling and knew almost exactly what you needed.

- He got down a box of cake mix and decided to distract you as best as possible. He hung off of you as you tried to actually bake the cake. He didn’t let go of you for any of it

- If you wanted, he would have called one of the others so you can talk to them as you both ate cake, cuddling on the couch.

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mcyt-peach · 2 years

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playground love

*:･ﾟ summary: a surprise visit from Phil's nephew lands you and George a babysitting gig

*:･ﾟ pairing: cc!george x gn!reader

*:･ﾟ warnings: mentions of injury, mentions of marriage (joke)

*:･ﾟ note: love George but you can't deny this man would be frustrating to work with because he'd keep falling asleep

*:･ﾟ series masterlist

"Y/n! George! Can you come up here for a bit?" Phil’s voice sounded out from the office window that overlooked the store.

"God I hope we’re not in trouble." George mumbles, climbing the stairs, still tired despite the slow day.

"What, afraid he’s gonna call you out for napping during your shift?"

"That was one time!" He tries to keep his exasperated tone quiet as the two of you approach Phil’s office.

"I’d like you both to meet my nephew, Michael!" Phil smiles, patting the back of a small child who's staring at his feet and tugging the bottom of his shirt. "Sorry to spring it on you two, but you’ll have to babysit him today."

You and George quickly share a look before Phil tacks on, "Don’t worry, he’s very well behaved." Another look was shared between you too, causing Phil to sigh and concede, "Fine, you can pick first for next week’s shifts."

You squat down beside the boy and give him a gentle smile. "Hi Michael, my name’s Y/n!"

The boy barely glances up at you and only mutters a polite "Hello Y/n."

George mirrors your stance and sends a small smile your way. "Hey buddy! Do you like coloring?"

Michael’s head snaps up as his eyes widen. You can't help but let out a slight laugh at his cute expression.

Both boys tear off towards the stairs as you shout a "Be careful!" after them. The sound of a tumble and then soft crying spurs a sigh from Phil. "Maybe you should get on that."

Right.

At the bottom of the stairs sat a crying Michael and an equally panicked George, who was desperately trying to calm the boy. Michael reached his tiny hands towards you and you brought the small boy into your arms in an attempt to comfort him.

One ice pack and two lollipops later, Michael was as happy as could be. He's perched on a comically large stool, swinging his feet back and forth as he draws next to your coworker.

"George! Why aren’t you drawing? You said you would help!" Michael whines a bit at the boy beside him.

Placing your hand on George’s head and ruffling his hair, you laugh. "That’s because pretty boy over here can’t tell his colors apart. Think you can teach him the colors, Michael?"

The boy’s face splits into a grin as he launches into an animated explanation of the rainbow.

The sound of the front door opening brings you back to the register. After checking out the customer, you feel a slight tug on your pants and look down to find a patiently waiting Michael. Once again, the boy reaches his hands up and you lift him into your grasp.

You give George a questioning look, but find no answer when he mirrors your confusion. Michael pokes your cheek to get your attention, holding a hand up next to your ear.

Leaning towards you, Michael asks, in the loudest whisper you’ve ever heard, "Is George your boyfriend?"

You can feel the shock run through your body at that moment. If you weren’t so utterly confused by this fever dream situation, you’d honestly be impressed by the fact that you didn’t drop the boy the second he asked you that question.

Instead, all you could do was stare at the "boyfriend" in question. His eyes were wide and his jaw might as well have been on the floor. His face was so red you would make a colorblind joke if you had the ability to. When you finally do remember how to speak, you sputter for a moment before managing anything coherent.

"W-what?! Michael, where’d you get that idea?" The boy looks at you with a very confused face, as if you just told him that aliens aren’t real.

"But you said he was pretty! And George said the same thing too. When we were drawing, I told him to draw something pretty and he drew you!" The boy might as well be exposing George’s deepest secrets with how much the Brit is groaning at him to stop.

George thought you were pretty?

"Michael! Your parents are here!" Phil’s voice once again makes an appearance from the office window and Michael hops down from your grasp.

"When you get married, can I come to the wedding?" The boy grins before racing up the stairs to Phil’s office.

Well, this was going to be an awkward shift.

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lilywastaken · 1 year

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⇝ SLEEPING + CUDDLING HCs !

CC!Dream, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!TommyInnit x GN!Reader.

SUMMARY: how cuddling with some of my fav CCs would be like!

WARNINGS: SFW!

A/N: my first headcanons! I'll probably do a part two soon with some of the other CCs (quackity, karl, jack, etc), but I'll see! Please please please don't forget to reblog or comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you so so much for reading!! <3

MASTERLIST.

Also on Ao3!

DREAM:

I feel like Dream's love language is mostly physical touch, so he'd be the most willing to cuddle.

And although he probably has a very fucked up sleep schedule and only gets to cuddle you for a few hours before you wake up, his soft touch and warm body is so worth it.

If you're asleep by the time he gets to bed, he quietly sneaks underneath the covers and instantly searches for you with his arms, wrapping around your waist and pulling you into his hold.

He mostly likes being the big spoon, pressing your back to his chest so he's able to snuggle his face into the crook of your neck and press soft kisses along your skin, smiling if you giggle or try and playfully wriggle away from his affections.

But just because he's normally the big spoon, doesn't mean he dislikes being held.

There are a few days where he just wants to collapse into your arms and let you hug him, run your fingers through his soft hair while he snuggles his face into your chest.

Much like everyone, he likes being held and comforted at times, it just reminds him that he isn't alone, and that whenever he has a bad day, he can come to you so you can make it better.

This man will drop whatever he's doing if you ask for a quick cuddle session. Training for mcc? He can train later. Cooking dinner? Food can wait. In the middle of a stream? The mute button exists for a reason.

Speaking of streaming, if he's live without his face cam on and craves affection, he will most definitely text you non-stop to come and sit on his lap so he can hold you while he plays.

Doesn't matter if it's Minecraft or some first person shooter, he'll manage. You're more important, after all.

SAPNAP:

Much like his best friend, Sapnap's very touchy when it comes to his s/o.

His hand is always either intertwined with yours or slipped into your back pocket when you're outside, the need to be close to you too much for him, and it doesn't really change in private.

Whenever you're lying down, be it on the sofa or in bed, he will always find a way to be draped on top of you or holding you to his chest, depending on his mood.

Sometimes he wants nothing more than to be held and kissed, and sometimes he just wants to hold you flush to his chest and nestle his face into your hair.

How he wants to cuddle fully relies on his mood.

If he's sad or angry or annoyed, he just wants to be held and coddled, with his head either resting on your lap or on your chest, eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed as he waits for you to run your fingers through his hair and massage his scalp, an action that turns him into putty almost immediately. Sometimes when he's too pissed off or upset, he keeps quiet, letting you do your thing while he clings to you; but if he's feeling up for it and you let him, he'll rant about whatever got him in a mood, appreciating your patience when it comes to him.

But, if he's in an actual good mood, happy or cocky or confident, he feels the need to show off, in a way. And so, he hugs you tightly to his chest, your legs wrapped around his waist as his hands run over the soft skin of your stomach, head snuggled right next to yours as he whispers sweet nothings and presses sweet kisses up and down your jaw and finally your lips.

GEORGE:

George is a heavy sleeper.

And because he's a heavy sleeper, he doesn't realise what he does at night, and it makes it quite hard for him to be woken up during his sleep.

He makes sure that he's always pressed up against you, be it with his chest against your back or with your legs wrapped around his waist, his head resting on your chest as he snores softly.

If he can't fall asleep (which is unlikely), he stares up at the ceiling while he plays with your hair, braiding it or running his fingers through it or simply pressing his face into it, enjoying the softness of the whole situation.

And although it makes up for really great and warm cuddles, it's a bit uncomfortable when you have to get up to go to the toilet or to start the day, his arm heavy over your stomach as he sleeps, peacefully unaware of your struggle as you try and get him off you.

Normally, you just cave into his warmth and snuggle into his side, brushing through his fringe with your fingers and running them over his sleeping features, pressing kisses over his jaw in an attempt to wake him.

Spoiler alert, it doesn't.

After a few hours of just lying there either scrolling on your phone or admiring his beauty, he finally starts to stirr, letting out soft groans and moans as he moves to hold you properly. He smiles at you and wishes you good morning, and when you try to move, he pulls you back, asking for "a few more minutes" to which you audibly groan, but succumb to his ministrations.

He isn't really a touchy person out in public, but he always makes sure that he's holding your hand, rubbing his thumb over your knuckles. But when you're alone, he lets himself indulge in your touches and hugs, running his warm hands over your skin under your shirt as you lay next to him, eyes drooping closed, threatening to once again fall asleep.

TOMMY:

Taking the sleepover vlog with Ranboo as reference, Tommy seems to sleep in a fetal position like most people, which makes me instantly think of curling up with him like that.

Assuming that he's way taller than you, you can easily snuggle your back up to his chest and let him hold you, your legs resting on his as he lazily holds an arm over your waist, drawing weird patterns onto your tummy or waist until he falls asleep.

If by chance you're taller than him, I'd like to think that he probably wouldn't think of changing the way he sleeps just to cuddle, so you sleep back to back, with him curled up with his own pillow until you feel him turn over and drape himself over you like a blanket, head lying on your shoulder as he softly snores.

That reminds me, snoring. Although it doesn't really relate to cuddles, I see Tommy as a big snorer. Like even asleep he has to make as much sound as possible. He always denies it as well, even if you've had his head right next to yours the whole night or even if you've recorded him, he refuses any claims that he snores.

Moving on, cuddles during daytime with Tommy are… an experience.

If you're sitting down on a chair or even on the floor, expect to be tackled from behind and picked up. You'll end up flailing your arms in surprise as he attempts to move you into a better position to cuddle, which normally ends with both of you on the floor.

Apart from the mini heart attacks you get from his sudden explosions of affection, cuddling with Tommy isn't that bad. He secretly likes being held sometimes, even if he screams at you whenever you bring it up amongst your friends, resting his head on your tummy or chest and falling asleep happily while you talk about whatever.

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lateline · 2 years

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hiii :)

(i’ve never requested anything on here before so bare with me TwT)

i really love your work and i was wondering if you could do either mcyt wedding hcs or a wilbur wedding oneshot? another idea could be marrying wilbur but the reader is tommys sibling? either fem!reader or gn!reader? :)

⋆★【MCYT’s Getting Married】★⋆

Pairing ⋆★⋆ cc!MCYT's x fem!Reader

Summary ⋆★⋆ MCYT's reaction to you walking down the isle.

[A/N] Thanks for the request anon! Sorry it took so long for me to get to it, my laptops been broken for a while plus other stuff, so enjoy!

Today was the day, your day. You were finally getting married to the love of your life. You couldn't imagine today going any differently. You take a deep breath and make your way down the isle..

cc!WilburSoot He'd be extremely fidgety as he waited for you. As soon as he sees you appear his heart begins to race. His band were preforming their own music and with every step you take he is reminded exactly why he fell in love with you. His band were preforming their own music as His vows consist of some stupid jokes and corny compliments but nothing short of perfect.

cc!Dream As much as he tried not to, as soon as he saw you walk down the isle he started flapping his hands slightly from excitement. He adored you and everything you do and to see you walking down the isle in your dress made him fall in love even harder. He laughed in-between sobs whilst reading his vows, along with listening to yours. He had only dreamed of this moment.

cc!George George kept adjusting his suit, even before you had come out. Formal wear was never his favorite, especially suits. But it is a wedding, after all. As soon as you made your way down the isle a enormous grin grew onto his face. You were home to him. He tried his best to stay serious during vows, but he couldn't help giggling every now and then, along with the occasional sob. Despite the tears, he had never been happier.

cc!Sapnap Sapnap, with his chest puffed out was trying his best to look cool, but as soon as you make your way down the isle he starts to sob. He's not usually the most emotional person but in that moment he realised how lucky he was to have you. His vows were short but extremely sweet. He felt bad when he realised how much longer your vows were compared to him.

cc!Quackity He had never been happier. His face was plastered with a giant grin, proud to be the one taking your hand in marriage. He had never been so proud of not only himself, but you as well. Seeing you walk down the isle made him feel butterflies. His vows were adorable, recalling memories such as the first time you met. He was starstruck.

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mrs-soot · 2 years

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Hamilton (cc!Wilbur x Reader)📜✒️

Pairing:

cc!Wilbur x Gn!Reader

TW: Physical touch

We both know you two would watch Hamilton about three thousand times. So why not get some headcanons? ➢ It’s movie night and you two spend ages looking for something new to watch

➢ You’ve already scoured Netflix, Hulu, Paramount, and even Amazon Prime. Since when did every show get boring?

➢ You’re about to give up when Will suggests you look on Disney+

➢ You think it’s stupid at first, but one look into his puppy dog eyes and you crumble

➢ Obviously, you stumble across Hamilton within a few minutes

➢ And obviously, you want to watch it (again)

➢ During some Act One, you both kind of just watch and glance at each other

➢ The peace didn’t last long

➢ By the time King George came on, you were both up and dancing

➢ Your heart melts when he twirled you around, laughter illuminating his face

➢ The next big moment was Helpless

➢ He’s never told you, but he totally overheard you singing this with his name in it one day

➢ He almost passed away then

➢ Anyway, you were both singing until the part in the song where Alexander Hamilton starts talking to Eliza about his life (please, please, please understand what that means-)

➢ And Wilbur definitely kisses you on the nose after he sings “As long as I’m alive, (y/n), I swear to God you’ll never feel so helpless.”

➢ The butterflies threaten to kill you-

➢When you sing the Eliza parts, he just reduces into a giant mass of joy

➢ Like, you’ve never seen him smile so big!

➢ You both rap Guns and Ships. Nothing more needs to be said.

➢ At intermission he looks at you, smiles that goofy smile of his, and just assaults you with hugs

➢ Like, there’s no chance for escape for the whole intermission

➢ You don’t mind though, it feels safe

➢ When the show starts back up again, he lets you go

➢ But he definitely still holds your hand in his

➢ He just liked the comfort of being close to you

➢ It makes him feel like he can protect you from anything

➢ Yes, you both do a back and forth thing during the cabinet battles. And yes, it is awesome.

➢ But when Burn comes on, you can’t help but sing

➢ And, oh my god

➢ Will hasn’t head you hit such beautiful notes before

➢ He can feel himself falling for you all over again

➢ “Love, that was beautiful.”

➢ “No seriously, you have talent! You were amazing!”

➢ At the end you both give a standing ovation even though you’re not in the theater

➢ Because how is this musical better every time????

➢ You decide to sit through the credits for once

➢ But by now it’s like midnight.

➢ You’re asleep in a matter of minutes

➢Will presses a gentle kiss onto the top of your head and lets his had lay on yours

➢ You’ve never slept more soundly

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A/N: It is like 1 in the morning so I genuinely can’t tell if this is good or not. Please excuse any errors! If you would like to request something, please refer to my previous post! Good day/good night!

#wilbur x y/n #wilbur x reader #wilbur x you #wilbur soot #wilbur imagine #wilbur headcanons #dsmp wilbur #dsmp x y/n #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #wilbur smp #wilbursoot #wilbur fluff #wilbur fanfiction #hamilton

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modelbus · 2 years

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Someone requested a romantic Tommyinnit x reader at a haunted house, but I accidentally deleted it, so here!

Pairing: CC!Tommyinnit x Gn!Reader (romantic)

Haunted Hause

"I'm scared."

Tommy mumbles it into your ear, pretty much wrapped around you. It's like he's hiding behind you with the way his arms loop around your waist and his head is laid down on your shoulder.

"I'm going in with you." You remind him. "It'll be fine."

You're staring at the scariest haunted house in all of Britain. Wilbur and George had to pre-buy tickets for it, that's how in demand they are.

The problem was that Tommy, to be short, didn't do well with horror. Neither did you, but you knew you had to be here so he didn't chicken out.

"Come on lovebirds! Let's go!" Wilbur yells.

"Tommy." You say, smile evident in your voice.

He takes a deep breath before standing up with his persona on.

"Right. I am scared of nothing, ever."

"Of course not." You respond easily.

You head inside, Wilbur poking fun at Tommy the entire way. Somehow the two adults didn't seem scared at all.

"You two go first." Wilbur says, grabbing you and shoving you in front with Tommy.

Immediately he grips your hand tightly. The anticipation was definitely affecting the both of you.

"YouTubers, huh?" The ticket lady asks when you show the digital tickets. "Well, good luck."

"Wilbur, hold my hand." George says.

"Of course, George. Anything for you George."

While following the line, not even in the true haunted house yet, it gets darker. There's a clear transition between the ticket area and the haunted house, light purple wallpaper transitioning to concrete.

Concrete that was smudged a suspicious red.

"Who do we have here?!" Someone crows on the other side of the barrier.

They're dressed like a scientist but with smudges of blood all over them. Honestly, they look like an experiment went wrong. Of course the haunted house would have good costumes.

"Two couples?" He asks, eyeing them. "The others will be so pleased by this..." He continues down the line, making taunts to others.

Behind you and Tommy, George and Wilbur laugh.

"Did he just mistake George and Wil for a couple?" Tommy asks you.

"I think so." You laugh, throwing a glance at the duo behind you. "You're such a cute couple guys!"

"Thanks!" Wilbur exclaims.

"Cheating on Dream already, George?" Tommy teases.

You relaxe a little at Tommy's nerves rescinding, happy to bounce off his teasing.

"Who's gonna tell him?"

"Wilbur's Gogy's boyfriend now, he should do it."

"All of you shut up." George grumps, making you all laugh again.

The bantering passed enough time to reach the front of line, where everyone quiets down a little. Even Wilbur, who you knew loved going to haunted houses, seemed a little nervous. Guess that's what happens when you go to the scariest haunted house in all of Britain.

"Two couples... yes... I can work with this..." The lady scientist says, and Tommy's back to gripping your hand tightly. "One couple in that elevator, the other in the second!" She suddenly yells. "Go! Go!"

You and Tommy don't hesitate to speed walk into the first elevator.

"What the fuck?" He asks. "I didn't realize we'd be separated."

"Good thing you and Wilbur are recording." You say, nodding to the camera he had to strap to his chest.

"I don't like it."

"I'm sure-"

You get cut off by the lady standing right outside the elevator that you had entered.

"The other scientists are going to love you two! Try not to die like the last ones, alright? Bon voyage!"

The door slides shut, leaving you both in complete darkness. After a second the elevator starts to shake, getting more and more violent while an alarm sounds.

"Run!" A voice screams. "They got out!"

"Containment breach. Container A, B, and C have been unlocked." A robotic voice reads out, monotone.

"Oh God, it's coming for us! Doctor Banner, take the research and run!" The first voice screams.

"What about the new subjects? Subjects 1 and 2 are headed into the containment sector while 3 and 4 are going to the lab!" A woman asks.

"Leave them! If we want to get out of here alive, we need to go now!"

The voices stop along with the shaking, that horrible alarm still sounding.

"I am not scared." Tommy announces.

The death grip he has on your hand says otherwise, but you don't call him out on it.

"Holy shit." You breathe.

The door slides open, making you both jump.

"You first." Tommy pushes you slightly.

"Fuck no, I came here willingly for you. You're going first."

"Please. Please!"

Goddammit.

Slowly, you take the first step out.

From there it's a shitshow. Constant jump scares, but a really good story. All of the costumes and scenery are really engaging, especially when there's little audio clips. It's really well put together in a completely terrifying way.

At one point an actor jumps out unexpectedly, causing you to flinch and cling onto Tommy's arm. He just clings back, scared beyond belief.

After what feels like forever, you meet George and Wilbur in some type of lobby. While you and Tommy came from one set of doors, they came from the other. George looks downright terrified while Wilbur looks nonchalant.

"I guess we just leave, right? Then we've escaped?" Tommy asks, motioning to the door with his free hand.

"Not so fast." Someone says from behind.

You all turn around to face what looks to be a zombie, blood dripping from his mouth. He stumbles closer, a crazy grin on his face.

"You're not one of us, are you? Not yet. Those scientists never got their hands on you... but I will."

He leaps forward, sending the group back a few steps in fear. The zombie doesn't stop advancing, grabbing your arm quite gently.

Right, you signed some contract saying they could grab you.

You allow yourself to be taken away from Tommy, his eyes going wide as your hands disconnect. If you really wanted to, you could get away. The zombie's grip on you was barely there, just enough to suggest the idea of taking a few steps backwards. Either way, you're scared and take the steps.

A flash of light fills the room, and the guy holding you lets go and vanishes.

"Are you alright?" A woman asks. She's dressed as a scientist, even more battered, bruised, and bloodied than the ones you had seen previously. Well, the living ones. "Damn zombies... get out of here while you still can. I can't leave until I get the research I need."

Then, she runs through the door you and Tommy had come out of.

Tommy wastes no time before grabbing you and forcing everyone out of the haunted house.

The sunlight hits your faces, a stark contrast from the dimly lit haunted house. You breathe in the fresh air for a moment, letting your eyes fall shut. Never again.

"I am going to kill you, Wilbur." Tommy chokes out, and your eyes open again.

"And that's my cue to get the car." He says, wisely sprinting to the parking lot.

"Tommy, that's the last time I let you drag me into something without telling me what it is first." George says passionately. "I saw things I don't ever want to see again. I'm going to the bathroom." Then, after a second, "It'll be a good vlog."

The second that they're gone, Tommy pulls you into a tight hug.

"Toms, you're shaking." You point out, hugging him back.

"The zombie took you."

Oh, fuck. To him it must've seemed like the actor had ripped you away from him.

"He was barely holding me, I'm okay." You reassure him. "I let go of you and stepped back out of my own free will."

"I didn't like it." He says bluntly, but at least he's stopped shaking. "I didn't like any of that fucking haunted house."

"Neither did I." You admit.

Suddenly, he pulls away with a smirk. "I deserve a kiss."

"What?" Startled, you laugh.

"You scared me, and now I deserve a kiss."

With a stupid smile, you lean up and kiss him.

"WHY DO I ALWAYS HAVE TO SEE YOU TWO BEING STUPIDLY IN LOVE?!" Wilbur yells, pulling the car up. "I HATE IT."

#tommyinnit #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #dsmp #mcyt #tommyinnit mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinit dsmp

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asafeplacetostay · 2 years

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Kissing Them (Series) P2: GEORGENOTFOUND

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pairing: cc!gnf x gn!reader

tw: suggestive themes, making out, slight nsfw

summary: how I think the dsmp men would kiss based on their internet persona

At first you go in hesitant, your arms supporting your weight on your sides as you shyly kiss George, but when his palm travels to the curve of your ass, fingernails digging at your clothed skin while he pulls you closer, you can't help the small moan that escapes your occupied lips.

His mouth is intoxicating, moving in the right times at the right pace, toungue poking and brushing against your lips, not fully entering your mouth, not even when you gape against him, fisting the back of his shirt almost desperately.

George's the unexpected type, kissing you calmly, yet breathless everytime; tugging at your bottom lip with his teeth while the palm that isn't glued to your ass travells to the side of your neck, gently grabbing it to tilt your head to the way he finds fit, to the way that makes heat pool in your lower stomach.

He's not usually eager, but the passion always remains, chuckling lightly everytime he hears the smallest sound escaping your throat.

His hands are swift yet calculated, he knows what he's doing, and you have to pull away more times that you've like, the violent hammering of your heart and the growing desire on your gut is too much to handle. After all, you still have pride, and coming undone almost un-touched was embarassing, especially with George's teasing nature.

But when you do pull back, instead of a mocking grin, you're recived with his red sore lips twitching, fighting a wide smile that finally reaches and lights up his face, his blush reminds you of spring blossoms, and it makes your throat tighten.

He was beautiful, that's all you can say because the boy renders you speechless every time.

#georgenotfound #georgenotfound x y/n #georgenotfound x reader #georgenotfound x you #dsmp x reader #dsmp george #dsmp georgenotfound #dsmp

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frogzin · 1 year

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— Ice cream.

This is not about Ice cream — cc!georgenotfound x gn!reader.

Surely for George his favourite ice cream was Chocolate.

Whenever he went to an ice cream shop, it was always that flavour - Why he knew the flavour.

Until he tried something new.

Another flavour of ice cream... One he'd never tried.

A sweet flavor. Which soon became his favorite.

He wondered why he completely forgot about the chocolate flavor he liked so much, why now he simply didn't even care about that flavor of ice cream.

Until in time, that sweet taste simply vanished. He didn't know what had happened to the taste, was it the ice cream or was it his palate? George honestly didn't understand.

The taste just wasn't the same as it always was. But even so George would not give up on this flavor, he would keep eating ice cream of this flavor, until the ice cream started to be a little sweeter to him.

Until that flavor of ice cream stopped being so bitter.

And so it went on, but it reached a point where he simply could not stand the sour taste anymore, and on a certain day when he went to buy another one, he swore that now the taste would be less sour.

And so he was told that the ice cream parlor would no longer have this flavor of ice cream, obviously the sadness came and so the boy finally realized that it was nothing more than a free sample for you.

#georgenotfound x gn reader #georgenotfound x reader #mcyt x reader #georgenotfound imagine

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nolongerinusegotomodelbus · 2 years

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hello Queen, I hope you’re having a good day/night! Can you make a Dream x reader (platonic), where he helps the reader through a panic attack?

Of course! Seeing as he's (currently) faceless, I made it through a call and tried to keep the reasoning for the panic attack vague. And I hope your day/night is also good!

To anyone new reading this: go follow @modelbus instead of here! Due to technical problems, this account will soon be deleted, and everything will be there instead :D

Broken Breaths

Pairing: CC!Dream x gn!Reader (platonic)

Dream calls you a half hour after the big argument. It's just shitty timing, really.

You wipe your tears, trying to push away the panic that's swelling in your chest. It feels like a rising tide that'll eventually drown you, but hopefully not now.

"Hey!" Dream greets excitedly. "I have a question for you."

"Yeah?"

"Sapnap can't be in a video because he's going to see Karl, but I wanted to ask you to join anyways, so this works out better. Be in the video? Just George and I, and then you."

"Sounds like fun, what's it about?"

A beat.

"You're speaking fast." Dream says slowly.

"Sorry. I'm sorry." Being slow hurts for some reason and takes your breath away. Besides, this call needs to be over. Soon.

"Where are you right now?"

"My room?"

You slammed the door to your room.

You slammed it after-

Well. After the argument.

It wasn't pretty to say the least. Words were thrown, things brought up. Things that made you panicky inside, that once in your brain forced your breath out of your lungs. Breath that just didn't seem to be coming back no matter what you did.

And now you were thinking about it all over again. The words, the feelings. That tide was swelling too high for you to push it away this time.

"Sit down, please, I need you to sit down."

As if perfect timing, your legs give out and you sit down in your gaming chair. The phone drops onto the desk.

"Are you sitting?" Your breath is gone. Oh no. You need that. You need to breathe. "Any noise can work, but I need to know you're sitting so I know you're safe."

"Yes." You breathe out, forcing it past your closing lungs as you try to gasp for air. "Sitting."

"Good. That's good. Can you name three things you see?"

"Can't-" You can't.

"That's fine." Dream says quickly, not cutting you off but making sure it doesn't sound like you couldn't finish your sentence. "I'm going to ask you to breathe with me. I'll say in, count to three, then we hold for three, then we exhale for three. Try to follow along as best you can."

Your eyes unfocus. You can't- you can't breathe-

"You can breathe. You have to breathe." Dream urges.

"Come on, you got this. Breathe. Remember how you told me you hated when people reminded you that you're breathing? Because then you have to think about it? I want you to think about it. Just breathe. That's it."

"In, 1, 2, 3, hold 1, 2, 3, out 1, 2, 3. Yeah, that's it. Doing good."

He repeats it two more times, before moving to four seconds (and repeats it four times), then does the same with five and six.

You're shaking still, shaking too much, but at least you can breathe again. The feeling of air in your lungs is one you never want to lose again.

"Where are you?"

"In... my room?"

"Yup. What are four things you see?"

"My computer, my wall. Poster. Phone."

"Three things you feel."

"Chair. Desk. Clothes."

"Two things you hear."

"The fan. You."

"And one thing you taste."

"My spit?"

"That's it. Do you remember what we were talking about?"

"Your video."

"Mhm. What happened before that?"

"I don't-"

"It's okay. That's okay. What about what you ate for breakfast this morning?"

"Toast."

He was asking you simple questions, yet they took so much energy and thought. It was becoming easier though.

"Me too. Lunch?"

"Skipped."

"Alright. Did you play Minecraft today? Learn something new?"

"Recorded with Tommy."

"I'm jealous." Dream says lightly. "When was that?"

"Three."

"It's six right now, was five thirty when I first called. Do you remember what you did at four?"

You close your eyes, struggling to keep them open. "Responded to emails."

"For how long?"

"An hour. I had paperwork to fill out." Stupid paperwork.

"Good. That's really good. How much are you with me right now would you say? If ten is your normal and one is dead sleep."

After a second, you respond. "Eight?"

"Perfect. You're in your room. You're sitting down at your chair. There's a fan going. Correct?"

"Yeah."

"Do you know what happened? After I called?"

"You... asked about a video?"

"Mhm. And after that."

"No."

You think you know, but saying it makes it too real.

"You had a panic attack. You're okay now. You're safe, in your room, sitting down."

"Okay." You respond despite the lack of a question, fully believing him.

You're safe, you're okay.

A silence settles between you two, one you use to breathe. Your hands dig into the arm rests of the chair before reaching out and dusting over the desk.

"Are you okay? Or, as okay as you can be."

"Yeah."

You're out of it. The tide's washed away.

"Thank god." Dream lets out a heavy breath. "What happened?"

"I got into an argument." Dream was here. Dream was here, and he cared, and you have people who care.

He lets out a heavy breath, loud in the silence of your room.

"I don't like that you're so far away. I want to be able to help." He admits.

"You did help."

"I want to able to hug you." He corrects.

"I feel like you'd hug me so tight I'd die."

Dream laughs, not his wheeze, but at least it's a laugh.

"Maybe."

#Dream #dreamwastaken #dreamwastaken x you #dreamwastaken x reader #panic attack #dsmp #mcyt #dream myct #dream x you #dream x reader #platonic

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