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cloudslostlibrary · 1 year

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Congrats on 100 Cloud!!!

I would love snowing, Sapnap and “I’ve never really been in love, not seriously” (:

A new book has been found !

Book Title: Movie Night

Characters: CC!Sapnap, Reader, CC!Georgenotfound

Genre: Fluff

Summary: Reader gets to the movie theater later than usual because of the snow outside and ends up catching Sapnap's attention when they give him a gift.

Tw: Mention of food

Author's Note: Exciting to finally be able to write requests for this event!!

Beta Reader: @allywritesforfun (thank you!!)

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“Finally.” You sighed and watched the cloud from your breath be swept away in the chilling wind. “I’m here.”

Your boots sunk into the snow as you slowly trekked through the AMC’s parking lot. You stepped through the doorway of the movie theater, your frosty skin was immediately met with a sea of warmth. Reaching into your jacket pocket, you pulled out your phone and checked the time. ‘9:25, shit,’ you thought to yourself. ‘Five minutes won’t be enough time.’ You walked up to the counter in the middle of the lobby as you slid your phone back into your pocket.

The employee working at the counter seemed to be the only other person in the theater.

‘I guess going to the movie’s once the movie has already started does have its advantages.’

“Good evening,” the woman said, interrupting your train of thought. “How may I help you?”

“Good evening,” you responded. “I’d like a ticket to ‘The Black Phone’ please.”

The employee grabbed the ticket from under the counter and shuffled a few steps right to the register. She waved you over and said, “That’ll be $13.69, anything else I can get you?”

“No, ma’am. Thank you.” you answered as you took $15 out of your wallet, careful not to drop anything, and handed it to the employee.

“Enjoy your movie!” The employee kindly smiled at you as she handed you your change.

“Thank you! Have a good day!” You smiled back before you walked a few steps away and took your phone out again.

’9:27.’ the lock screen read.

‘Only three minutes, I don’t think I’m going to make the commercials,’ you thought before deciding it would be alright to miss them— after all, how could you watch the movie without getting a duck?! With that in mind, you dashed over to the arcade section of the lobby, straight to your favorite machine.

The rubber duck claw machine was your favorite game because you were always guaranteed to win. Everyone was actually— it’s impossible to lose the game. All you have to do is put in one dollar and, just like a claw machine, you maneuver the device to win your prize. The game had no timer, and won’t stop until you’ve won! All the prizes in the machine were different rubber animals; although, they were mostly rubber ducks in costumes. Since discovering the machine, you’ve made it a habit to get a rubber animal to accompany you to watch the movies.

You squatted down and fed the machine a dollar. As you stood back up the door chimed. A gust of cold wind hit your skin and sent a shiver through your spine. You glanced in that direction and saw two men walk through the door. One was slightly taller with dark brown hair. His face was flushed from the cold and he was blowing into his hands, presumably to warm himself. The other man’s hair was a lighter brown with a hardly noticeable red tint to it. As if he could sense your gaze on him, the shorter one turned his head and met your eyes. He looked you up and down before his friend stole his attention at the counter.

You remembered what you were meant to be doing and refocused on the machine in front of you.

‘Wouldn’t want to miss too much of the movie, better hurry this up,’ you thought as you moved the machine’s arm.

You decided you wanted the rubber duck that looked like a green T. rex and let the claw drop to pick it up.

“Wooo!!” You cheered as the machine picked up the weirdly positioned dinosaur on your first try.

“Clang!” The dinosaur was dropped into the plastic area of the machine. “Clang!”

‘That’s weird… Sounded like it fell twice..?’ you silently questioned.

You opened the compartment and reached your hand in. Sure enough you felt two rubber ducks. Pulling them out, you noticed that the machine had given you two of the same dinosaur ducks. You stared at the second duck in your hand in confusion.

‘It must have been picked up with my dinosaur and I just didn’t notice,’ you deduce. ‘But what should I do with it? I can’t watch the movie with TWO rubber ducks, that’s not right.’

You looked around the lobby and saw the two men, now at the counter paying for their popcorn and tickets. An idea popped into your head and you walked over to them.

“Hi, I’m sorry to interrupt you,” you started. “Long story short, that claw machine over there just gave me two ducks instead of one, so I came over here to give one to you. Paying the luck forwards you know? Anyways, have a good movie!”

You handed the shorter man the duck and started walking towards your movie theatre.

“Wait!” He lightly grabbed your arm to stop you. Succeeding in his attempt, you turned back around and tilted your head at him, confused.

“Hmm?” you hummed.

“You didn’t give me the chance to say thank you,” he chuckled softly. “My name is Sapnap, this is my friend George.”

“Nice to meet you! I’m Y/N.”

‘He smells good,’ you thought to yourself. ‘What is that smell though? I definitely recognize it.’

“Nice to meet you too, and thanks… for the dinosaur.” Sapnap smiled, looking down at it then back to you.

“No problem! But I’ve got to go, the movie is going to start any second now if it hasn’t already!” you said as you quickly left to go to theater five.

“Are you going to have that stupid smile on your face for the rest of the day?” George asked Sapnap.

“What are you talking about?” Sapnap tried to push down the smile on his face, only for it to peak back through.

“You know exactly what I’m talking about.” George scoffed. “You like them.”

“Quit it, I don’t like them,” Sapnap lied and started walking toward their theater, already late for the movie.

“You’ve talked to them once and now you’re in love!” George shook his head at his friend.

Sapnap rolled his eyes at George. “You’re so stupid. I’ve never been in love… Not seriously— at least”

The two walked on in a comfortable silence until they reached the door of their theater. They walked in and got a few isles down before Sapnap threw out his arm and stopped both of them in their tracks.

“What?” George questioned.

“Is that them over there?” Sapnap pointed at a person sitting in the front row.

“You’re not going to be doing this the whole movie are you?” George crossed his arms over his chest.

“I think it’s them!” Sapnap whispered, walking in their direction.

“Come watch a movie in the theater with me you said, it’ll be fun you said.” George mocked his friend, following a few steps behind him.

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sabinanotfound · 2 years

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“you’re gonna have to guide me through this with sapnap !!

hey nonnie!! tysm for your request <33 I added the prompt '' so what do i do? close my eyes and lean in? '' if you don't mind heheh :))

you and sapnap had been dating for quite a while now, two months and five days to be precise. normally while sitting in his living room cuddled under a fluffy weighted blanket and having one of his arms draped around your shoulders no disturbing thoughts would cross your head, but something your friend had said earlier that day clouded your mind for quite a while now. you were on a face time call with them when you mentioned that you and sapnap hadn't kissed yet and your friend had gone into shock.

"you've been dating for two months and you haven't kissed?" they had exclaimed causing you to ponder whether that was a bad thing or not.

"two months and five days to be precise," you corrected them and they threw you that glance "and is that a bad thing?"

it wasn't that either of you didn't want to. it's just that the right moment never came.

"baby?" sapnap softly called your name, having your attention. "is there something wrong? you seem thoughtful today. you can tell me anything, that is, if you want to, of course." he shyly added, still a bit afraid of crossing your boundaries due to the newly blossoming relationship.

"it's just that, I was curious if we not kissing yet was a bad thing." you answered earnestly. sapnap was taken by surprise by that. he didn't want you to think that he was forcing you so he never initiated anything like that, remaining respectful to your personal space.

"I don't think so, no, y/n/n." suddenly he felt curiosity awaking in him. "do you want to?" you didn't know what to reply. yes, of course you wanted to. but... you had never kissed anyone before and you were afraid to embarrass yourself in front of the man.

you opted to shyly nod in response to his question and the corners of his mouth tugged up ever so slightly at your reaction. he cupped your face gently with his hands but upon seeing your anxious look he inquired you about it.

"it's- it's just that..." you trailed off, not sure how to continue. "I haven't had my first kiss yet, so you'll have to guide me through that. " you confessed, your voice just above a whisper. sapnap visibly relaxed, as he was expecting something worse. he softly chuckled, gently taking your hand into his.

"y/n, you are so cute. it's easy, let me show you." with that, he once again took your face into his large hands and looked into your eyes.

"so what do I do? close my eyes and lean in?" you asked eager to do everything right. he once again laughed and nodded.

"leave it all to me." and with that, he connected your lips.

#dsmp #dream smp #mcyt #sapnap #sapnap oneshot #sapnap blurb #sapnap imagines #sapnap fanfic #sapnap imagine #this is for the sapnap simps

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kyrxnviper · 2 years

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should i start writing smut for sapnap...

ANSWER PLSSS

#sapnap x y/n #sapnap <3 #sapnap oneshot #sapnap smut #dreamwastaken #gnf #sapnap edit #georgenotfound #awesamdude #foolish gamers

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justanormalfangirlx2 · 11 months

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photos of your relationship ft. sapnap

author notes: none of these pics are mine!

dating sapnap:

#dsmp #fanfic #oneshot #dream smp #sapnap #sapnap imagine #sapnap x reader #sapnap x y/n #dream team

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smol-cherry · 1 year

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Quick reminder for writers to check people's boundaries before writing about them

I've seen a lot of people blatantly crossing boundaries and not caring/not knowing,,

(Ahem, looking at you smut writers, a few of you have been crossing boundaries repeatedly lately)

So yknow, just try to be respectful and do the bare minimum

(@smp-boundaries is a good source ^^)

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jirolcvr · 2 years

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Could you write yandere sapnap and he plots and knows the reader will be at this party and kidnaps her and takes her home and could you add some nsfw in there somehow

Party ( Sapnap ) ( MCYT )

( Pairing ) : Yandere!Sapnap x Fem!Reader

( Summary ) : Sapnap knows where you're going tonight, and he intends to take you all for himself. Once you're his, escape seems useless.

( Genre / Warnings ) : Kidnapping, stalking, obsessive behaviours, alcohol and drugs, attempted rape (very small mentions), reader gives in really fast

( Notes ) : This one is really messed up, so please read at your own discretion. I'm happy to be writing again and hopefully I can get more imagines out. Enjoy <3

Sapnap is very observant, believe it or not. He can tell people's emotions and what they're thinking very easily. Though, being how young he is, he tends to not use this skill wisely. But when it comes to you; he's practically a genius. He knows every small detail about you. He's studied you, gotten Clay to hack into your Instagram account, even gone as far as to watch you from your window.

But Sapnap's delusional mind didn't see that as creepy or even wrong; you belonged to him, so he could do whatever he wanted.

Sapnap had heard of that college party you were going to. He had seen messages between you and your friends about it. Clay always told him that he couldn't let opportunity's pass him by, and this was a perfect example of that.

He wanted you all to himself. He didn't want your ridiculous friends and pestering family near you anymore. You didn't need anyone else but him.

It was 10 pm on a Saturday, the sky was clear and the temperature was high. It was the perfect night for a party, and for his plan to go into action.

The house was full of people, so Sapnap could fit right in with everyone. His eyes scanned the groups of intoxicated young adults, but he couldn't find you. Most men his age would find all the women at the party perfect for a hookup, their tight dresses, well painted faces, and high stiletto heels. But Sapnap barely spared a glance at them, even when one of them came up to him.

"Hey there~" Sapnap heard a female voice beside him, as well as a hand on his forearm. "I heard there were some empty rooms upstairs, if you're interested."

Sapnap rolled his eyes at the woman, who practically radiated the scent of alcohol and weed. "Get the hell off of me." He muttered, pushing the girl away. He had no interest in girls that weren't you.

The girl scoffed and walked away, probably off to seduce another guy. Sapnap walked further into the house, until he reached the rather large living room. His eyes scanned the room once more and finally landed on a group of around three people; one of them was you. His mouth practically watered at your outfit.

You wore a tight red dress with spaghetti straps, thin black tights that covered your gorgeous legs, and a pair of black heels. Your hair was done beautifully, more beautifully than usual; if that was even possible. Your makeup skills definitely paid off, because damn, you were painted for the Gods.

Sapnap noticed the red solo cup filled with alcohol and smiled; you being drunk would make this so much easier. The man approached you as calmly as he could, though his heart was pounding at a million miles a minute.

"Mind if I steal her away?" He asked your friend, who was also very drunk. "I'll take care of her."

Your friend giggled and lightly pushed you towards him. "Told you you were getting some tonight, girl!" She said, "Don't wreck her too much."

You looked slightly confused at what was happening, but in your intoxicated state, there wasn't much you could do about it. You stood up and Sapnap immediately grabbed your hand, walking you away from your friends.

"The rooms are the other way..." You mumbled as Sapnap dragged you away, dropping your cup in the process.

"We're gonna go to my house, okay?" Sapnap said, opening the front door and pulling you out of the house.

"Mmmm, don't wanna..." You moaned, though your body was too tired to fight. You tried to pull your body away from the man, but Sapnap tightened his grip on you.

He opened up his car door and helped you inside, before going over to his own side and getting inside. He started up the car and was about to drive away, when you stopped him.

Though you were drunk, there were alarms going through your head that this was a bad idea. They bounced throughout your mind and made your headache worse. "On second thought, I think I wanna go back inside..."

Your hand reached for the door handle, but Sapnap quickly locked it. Your head snapped towards him, fear evident in your eyes. "You aren't leaving me, Y/N."

Your heart stopped. "How do you know my name?"

Sapnap began to laugh, a horrible, sickening laugh. "God, I can't believe I got away with it." He said, "I've been watching you for months, just waiting for this moment."

Tears welled up in your eyes as you desperately tried to open the door, but it was no use. Sapnap's hand leaned over to rest on your thigh, slowly rising up further. You knew what was about to happen, so you tried with all your might to push his hand off of you. This only made him stronger.

Broken sobs left your lips. You didn't want this to happen here, you didn't want it at all. Especially not in a car. You sobbed and suddenly shouted, "WAIT!"

Sapnap seemed to be shocked and his hand froze, just barely ghosting your sensitive area. You shook in fear, but you tried your best to be calm. "Let's not do this here... Um, you- you can take me home and do it there..."

Hearing the word "home" leave your lips made Sapnap beyond happy. You already considered it home? Just for extra measure, you latched onto his arm and rested your head on it, trying to keep the tears inside.

"We can do that, baby. Whatever you want." Sapnap said, suddenly sounding a lot calmer. He leaned down and pressed a long kiss to your lips, before backing out of the house's driveway.

You kept your head on his arm, closing your eyes and imagining you were anywhere other than here. Maybe your friends would notice you hadn't come home and remember the man's face, then the police would find you and you'd be safe.

"You're gonna love Texas, honey." Sapnap said dreamily, "You can meet my Mom eventually too, if you want."

Your eyes widened. Texas?! You had assumed he lived here, since he had been watching you for so long. But Texas was far away... was there any chance at all that they'd find him?

Tears began to leave your eyes as you realized you probably weren't escaping from him, and if you did, you might not make it out alive. He was stronger than you were, smarter than you were; you hadn't even made it to Texas yet and you had given up on escape.

Maybe it was for the best.

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core4writes · 11 months

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Hotel Room // dnf

a/n: dnf fic = the cure for everything

also this fic was inspired by this song hotel-montell fish (this song is just soooo secy to me oml 😩😫😫) anyway i feel like dnf today so lets go!!

trigger warning: light smut, cursing, mentions of cheating

dream x georgenotfound

♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎♡︎♥︎

when i met you in that hotel room

fuck when is dream coming? was all that george was thinking in his mind, this was the first time george was going to have an affair let alone do it with a man. george was sitting on the hotel bed bouncing his leg up and down, nerves shocking through him every second. "i should have never came." george grabs his work bag, tights up his tie and grabs his car keys to leave. as approaching the door to leave a knock on the door echo's, george looks through the rusty peep hole to see who it is.

it's dream, george opens the door. "what took you so long?" george ask as dream walks in to put his stuff down "my wife kept asking quetions, i just told her im doing an extra shift." dream chuckles.

i could tell that you were so bad news

dream and george, siting next together in the bed. "why did you agree to this?" dream breaks the long silence, looking over at george who dares not to hold eye contact. "why not." his voice slips out, dream takes a second to think.

"but this is so outta character for you, your always the "good" boy who goes to work on time and never calls a day off, your the "good" boy that loves his wife. so why are you here? am i an bad influence on you or something?" dream smirks knowing that george was gonna break anytime soon, "maybe are are a bad influence, but you make me feel things."

but i keep messing with ya, messing with ya

george looks back at dream, just to see that dream is already looking. "what type of things?" dream puts his veiny hand on george's thigh, "you know." george face gets all red "stop, that." george removed dream's hand off his thigh and stands up in front of dream, "what? y'know i love seeing you get all hot and bothered." dream stands up in front of george, looking down at him.

and now your messing with me, messing with me

the long intense stare they were giving each other right now, you couldn't tell if they wanted to kill each other or fuck each other. "well show me." george licked his lips "what?" dream furrowed his eyebrows, "show me how much you love seeing me all hot and bothered." george pulls dream in by the tie and pulls him into a kiss.

george lips were warm and soft. as dream we're soft and rough, george parted his lips a bit allowing dream's tongue to slip inside.

their tongues tangled and went to war in their locked mouths, battling madly for dominance.

dream pushed george on top of the bed getting on top, their bodies pressed together heatedly against the wall, breathing heavily as their lips pressed together. dream could taste their shared breath, as they fumbled to take off one another’s clothes. sparks felt like they were flying in the air every time they kissed.

all of the sudden dream gets a call on his cell phone, its his wife. dream picks it up and gets up off the bed to talk to her, george sits on the bed waiting patiently for something to happen.

dream gets off the phone with his wife, "i gotta go." dream rushes to get his clothes on. george looks around confuse "wait why?" dream chuckles as he buttons his pants "the wife needs me." he re-ties his tie and grabs his suitcase "until next time." and just like that dream leaves, and he leaves george all hot and bothered.

"until next time." george says with a sigh

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leefallengay · 10 months

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if I were you, I'd be throwing up

TW: depictions of gender dysphoria

TLDR: Quackity has a rough day at work.

(title from "If I were you, I'd be throwing up" by crywank)

It had been a long day.

An extremely long one.

Quackity had been at work since 5 A.M., and was exhausted. All morning he had been called “ma’am”, “miss”, and “young lady.” All he wanted was to rip off his binder, take a scalding hot shower, put on one of his boyfriends shirts, and crawl back into bed with them.

He sauntered through the dimly lit halls, closing himself into the bathroom. He quietly flicked on the light, removing his clothing as he made his way over to the shower.

He did his absolute best to stay focused, to not indulge. But the flash of color in the mirror to his left caught his attention.

He glanced over, eyeing over his figure, He was slim, but still had meat on his bones. He had prominent collar bones and wide shoulders. But what really caught his eyes were the mounds of fat hung off his chest. His wide hips, the thin waist, the rounded shape of his face, his almost too long hair that he’d been too lazy to cut. The way his groin was completely flat, the way his thighs were far too big, the way stretch marks adorned the inner sides of them. All of it was not what he wanted it to be.

Too feminine. Too womanly.

Don’t even get him started on his voice or mannerisms.

It’s no wonder he got misgendered at work all the time. He’d think that same thing if he didn’t already know himself.

He tore his eyes away from the offensive imagery, option to look back at the shower. He bit his lip harshly at the thought of having to continue being without his clothes for the next while. The thought of his body just being out there made him sick.

Begrudgingly, he climbed into the shower anyway. He didn’t take his time. He scrubbed rough and ruthlessly, rinsing off with water that was too hot to be good for his delicate skin. He ripped through his routine with haste, climbing out and drying off as quickly as his stiff and tired body would allow.

As he looked around, he realized he hadn’t thought to bring any clothes into the bathroom with him. Which means he’d have to walk out in just his towel.

The thought made his eyes water, his face scrunch, and his shoulders close in on him.

He took a deep, steadying breathe, and decided that he just needed to get this the fuck over with.

He whipped open the bathroom door with as much speed and stealth as he could muster, before stalking over to the shared bedroom where he was sure his boyfriends were sleeping. He paused in front of the door, looking down to make sure that the towel covered his entire body. He had it wrapped around himself almost like a blanket, covering all the areas he deems unworthy of being seen or perceived.

With one final once over, he slowly and cautiously inched the door open, tiptoeing over to their large closet, He grabbed down a black t-shirt with some emo band on it that Sapnap would rave about every once in a while, and a pair of boxers that comfortably hugged his frame, but not too tight to be overbearing. He also grabbed his back up binder- the one he saved for really dysphoric days.

After he’d grabbed what he backed out of the small room, and gently closed the door. He scurried back to the bathroom to reassemble himself, not even sparing a glance at his boyfriends.

He hurriedly pulled on his binder, throwing on the shirt over it. He relished in the way his chest flattened out, in the familiar pressure that provided him endless amounts of euphoria.

What he didn’t like though, was the aching, stabbing pain that accompanied it. But this was what he had to do if he wanted to be a real man, if he wanted to be seen as what he wished he was.

He trudged back over to the bedroom, carefully surveying the scene in front of him.

It was only around 11 A.M., so his boys were still fast asleep. They were curled up around each other, Sapnap’s mouth was open slightly, small huffs of air being pulled in and out of it. Karl’s eyes were barely open, peeking over at the ravenette with a small smile.

“Hey pretty boy. Want to join us?” Karl whispered sleepily, moving over to the side a bit to make room for him in between himself and Sap.

Quackity smiled, his heart fluttering with adoration.

He climbed his way in between the two, and despite his best efforts to move slowly, Subpoena still stirred. “Mmmh? Q, that you?” He grumbled, his tired eyes fluttering for a second before resting on his lover’s. “Hi sweetheart. How’s work?”

Quackity smiled at him, laying down and pulling the two closer to him. “It was work,” he mumbled. “Nothing new, haha.”

Karl leaned over Quackity, looking at him thoughtfully.

“What’s wrong, bub?” He whispered, cupping his face gently.

Quackity stared up at Karl, blinking at him warily.

“What do you mean? I’m fine.” He stated matter of factly, glancing over at Sapnap for some backup. But he only stared back with the same knowing look Karl was giving him.

Quackity looked back at the brunette above him, feeling as his hand trailed down his face, touching his neck, before brushing just under the collar of his shirt. He knew that Karl had felt his binder. He knew that they noticed it. He knew that they probably would before he even had the chance to settle in.

He instinctively recoiled, blinking his eyes rapidly to clear his blotchy vision. Karl’s stare softened, and both his hands came back to hold his face. His thumbs rubbed across his cheekbones, the feeling of wetness being smeared surprising him. He hadn’t even realized he’d started crying.

“Q, it’s okay to tell us when you’re having a bad day.” Karl whispered lovingly, his thumbs still running gently across his face.

Sapnap came into his view, “Yeah, we want to be here babe. All you have to do is say the word and we’ll do it, you know that.” He whispered, his tone filled with concern.

At that, Quackity let out a whimper, his eyes clenching close as he hunched in on himself again.

“But I’m fine! Literally nothing even happened today-”

Karl abruptly cut him off, his eyebrows furrowing. “Hun, if that were true, you would be wearing this,” he looked down at his chest emphatically, hinting at his way too tight binder.

“And you know that it isn’t healthy, especially after you worked a six hour shift with it on.” Sapnap piped up, running a hand through his hair gently.

Quackity looked between the two, at a loss for words. He was scared and tired and in pain. He didn’t know what to do.

Sapnap sighed, sitting up from where he was originally laying. “How about this; we take off the binder, and then you can be in the middle while me and Karl sandwich you. We can even kiss a little,” he winked.

Quackity gave a small smile in response, nodding his head.

“Good. Now come here sugar.” Karl gave a wide grin, yanking Quackity into his arms. He leaned over, beginning to plant copious amounts of kisses all over his face.

Sapnap joined in, kissing on his neck and shoulders. He then lightly shoved Karl off the giggling boy, aiding him in taking his shirt off.

“Is this okay, handsome?” Sapnap purred playfully, tracing his fingers along the edge of his binder.

Quackity glanced between the two, drawing his lip in between his teeth. “But, then I won’t look like a boy anymore.”

“Oh bub, is that’s what’s bothering you?” Sapnap said sympathetically. “You could have just said that, you dork.” He smiled, planting a kiss on his forehead.

“Yeah, pretty boy. How could we ever see you as anything else? I mean, look at your big, masculine shoulders! Your strong jaw, your manly eyes, the way your mullet makes you look so boyish.” Karl giggled, running his hands all over him to emphasize his point.

“We could never see you as anything less. You’re our boy. Our sweet, manly, goofy boyfriend.” Sapnap leaned in and gently kissed him on his lips. Karl leaned in to plant more kisses along his jawline.

“Really? Because I sound so girly and my hips and waist scream ‘woman’ and everyone who doesn’t know me just thinks I’m a girl and-”

Karl cut him off with another kiss to his lips, effectively silencing him. “Shh, love. Those are people who don’t matter. What matters is how you see yourself, and those you care about see you. Don’t worry about some stranger you’ll never see again.” He smiled, running a soothing hand through his hair once again.

“I… I guess you’re right. But just go slow, okay?” He whispered, nervousness seeping through him.

Sapnap nodded, carefully tucking his fingers under the band around his ribs. He gave it a gentle tug, while Karl guided his arms up. He pulled the tight fabric up from around his torso, over his arms and shoulders, before tossing it onto the floor. He grinned at Quackity.

They absolutely loved how Q looked. Loved his curves, the marks, the way he got anxious at the idea of being vulnerable but trusted them with these kinds of things anyway.

Sapnap leaned down, trailing kisses over his collar bone. “Is this okay, duckling?” he whispered, getting a curt nod in response. He trailed his kisses down, showering his supposedly ‘unworthy; and ‘feminine’ body with adoration and affection. Karl followed suite, continuing his kissing on Quackity’s face.

“We love you, pretty boy” Karl mumbled in between kisses. “So much.”

“So,” kiss, “so,” kiss, “very,” kiss, “much.” Sapnap let out a hearty laugh, curling himself into the boy comfortingly.

“I love you guys, too.” Quackity beamed, eyes falling shut in contentment.

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ficwriterwastakenalt · 2 years

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Laser Tag

Waring: suggestive (s3x jokes) but no NSFW/smut Standing in the airport, Yn looked at their phone. "Yn mamas!" Yn turned to check who the voice belonged to only to be grabbed up and thrown over a shoulder. "SAPNAP MY SKIRT!" Yn cried, trying to prevent their skirt from flying up. "Oops sorry," he replied as he set Yn down.

A British voice stated, "Wow Snapchat couldn't wait for us," "Dream put your boyfriend on a leash." Dream rolled his eyes as George said, "Maybe Yn should put a leash on you, you'd like that wouldn't you snapchat?" Everyone laughed as Sapnap flushed and turned to look away.

"Come on guys, don't tease Sapnap about his kinks," Yn rolled her eyes. Angry, Sapnap stomped off while holding his bag. "Come on ponyboy," Yn yelled as she ran and jumped on his back. Sapnap grabbed one of their legs and clutched his bag in the other while leaning slightly forward. "What about your skirt," Sapnap grumpily asked, "it's covering don't get jealous." Sapnap grumbled and headed for the door. George and Dream are following closely.

---2 days later---

Everybody was idly watching Yn's television. "Guyssss you're so boring offline," said Yn, who was on the floor while the other three were sitting on the couch. Yn whined and threw her head back, only to be greeted by Sapnap's knee, "ow." "Are you ok, n/n?" Sapnap rubbed Yn's head as she nodded. After turning around and leaning on Sapnap's leg, Yn took out her phone.

Dream inquired, ignoring Sapnap's glare as his phone dinged, "hey Yn, want to go laser tagging?" Yn replied, "oooh absolutely, let's go," and Sapnap glared at him before jumping up. "Is he ok?" Yn inquired, looking at the two other boys. The two other boys shrugged in response to Yn's question as Sapnap stood up and stormed into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him.

"I'll go see if he's ok, you guys wait outside in my car," Yn said. "Sap, are you ok?" Yn said as she turned and headed for the restroom. Yn remarked as she rapped on the door "I'm okay", Sapnap responded sniffling. "Sap what's wrong you sound like you've been crying," the door was flung open. "JESUS YN I SAID I'M OKAY." Yn froze, her eyes clouded with tears. Yn turned and nodded before rushing out of the house.

"Yn, are you ok?" George asked her as Yn slid into the driver's seat of the vehicle, Yn wiped their cheeks and nodded, "Yeah, I'm alright." "Oh Yn what happened," Dream asked as George left and he slid between the front seats and into the passagers. "I have doors you know," Yn answered jokefully as tears once more began to gather in her eyes.

"Those don't matter now; what happened, did he hurt you?" With tears in her eyes, Yn shook her head no and said, "He just yelled at me." "What do you mean he yelled at you? He never yells at you." Dream frowned that wasn't in the plan, Yn shrugged, "I just asked if he was ok, he sounded like he was crying so I asked him again, and he opened the door and yelled at me." "Im sure he didn't mean to yell at you-" "DREAM, get over here right NOW" George glared at the blonde as he called from the front door.

Dream visibly shrunk "Shit, I got caught," Yn looked confusedly at him as he got out and walked to George. He looked like a puppy getting yelled at. Sapnap stepped out of the door with tear stained cheeks and red eyes. He glanced over at Yn but quickly looked away and stared at the ground as the three of them made their way over. George sat in front and pushed the other two in the back.

"You truly think it's hilarious, don't you Dream?" George mumbled, then turned and glared at the male. "I don't know what he did, but he looks upset enough I think he understands Gogy," Yn said as she rubbed George's shoulder. "Why don't you tell them what you did?" George urged as Yn began to drive toward the arcade. George huffed and turned around.

"It was me that upset Sapnap." "How" Yn demanded, frowning at the blonde as Dream glanced towards Sapnap. "BECAUSE SAPNAP LIKES YOU AND DOESN'T WANT TO TELL YOU SO I WAS TRYING TO YOU KNOW I WAS JUST TELLING HIM IF HE DOESN'T ASK YOU OUT THAT I WILL...BUT I WOULD I WAS JUST TRYING TO MAKE HIM JEALOUS" Dream said, looking away Dream inquired, "What?" as Yn turned back and chuckled. "Me and Sapnap are already dating Dream," Yn replied as they shifted in their seats.

"You didn't know, I thought Sappy would have blabbed about it,” Yn remarked as she exited the vehicle and opened Sapnap's door,and was installedly pulled into his arms. "Come on Sap, let's go play some games, darling," Yn said as she slammed the door behind her and waited for Sapnap to exit. The two boys were left speechless as George shouted, "THEY'VE BEEN DATING," and he leaped out to follow them. Dream trail behind closely.

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Sapnap, who was on the opposing team to her, shoved Yn up against a wall. He quickly leaned down and kissed them before pulling a laser gun and firing her. After killing her, he then ran away, leaving Yn a blushing mess. George, a member of her team, came around the corner and turned to face her. He added, "Really in the middle of lase-," his thing buzzed which caused him to whine and turn around. "gotta always watch behind you babe," Dream said as he walked away.

George and Yn exchanged glances before laughing, "Yn babyyyy." Upon hearing Sapnap whine, Yn turned to see him sulking and holding out his arms. As the round was announced as "ending," Yn hurried up to give him a hug. They all immediately left, leaving all of their equipment behind, and played some other games.

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amyelevenn · 2 years

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HanaHaki Disease

PAIRING; c!Sapnap x gn!reader

SUMMARY; request - Part 2 but like it's sapnaps pov starting from where they were still together at the ravine and he sees her walking off then after a bit of him thinking to himself he goes to go find her and sees her on the ground passed out and/or dead. Please??

WARNINGS; blood, death, angst

A/N; oooo i likey, here ya go!!

1.0k words - M.LIST pt 1

Sapnap had led you to a beautiful, lush ravine, guiding you wherever you wanted to go. The ceiling was many blocks in the air, some parts even cracking to give way to the setting sun-light. Vines and plants covered so many different surfaces, vibrant flowers sprouting from every possible crevice. The ravine was a sight to behold, one you were sure neither of you would be forgetting any time soon.

You had made it a point to stand behind Sapnap at all times, so he wouldn’t see the bloody flowers coming out of you. As you walked through an already looted mine shaft just off, you find yourself holding yet another flower – this time a nice white rose, now splattered with saliva and blood. Hastily chucking it behind you, you clear your throat to get Sapnap’s attention.

“Hey, what’s that disease called when someone start’s coughing up flowers?” you mutter, awkwardly scratching your neck.

“Oh- uh, HanaHaki? As in the one about one-sided love?” he suggests.

“Yeah,” you gulp, “yeah, that one. What- uh, what do you know about it?”

He chuckles, turning around to face you. “Why?”

Ignoring the slow increase of how hard it was getting to breathe, you muster a low, “Just curious.”

He eyes you for a moment, clearly suspicious. “…right. Well, if someone has HanaHaki it means that they have unrequited or one-sided love, resulting in flowers growing in their lungs. Eventually the victim will start coughing up and vomiting the petals and soon whole buds, which means that the plant has grown so big that it makes it virtually impossible for them to breathe.”

You click you tongue, scared by the new information. “Cool, sounds like a joy ride.”

“Don’t worry though,” he snickers, “you’ll never have to worry about it. Someone as pretty as you could get whoever they wanted.”

You feel your cheeks and neck heat up at the simple comment, quickly becoming at a loss of words. You mutter some incoherent nonsense and walk into another point in the cave, praying he wouldn’t follow you – which he did not.

Your footsteps echo off the mineshaft around you, quickly fading into a noise overpowered by the crackling of his torch and the breaking of iron. he swears he picked up the sound of vomiting, but then realises his surrounding – he is probably about to find a spawner, that’s what it was.

Sapnap wasn’t an idiot – he knew how to get people riled up, how to make people blush. He knew all the right ways to push your buttons, to flirt with you. He could read body language – your body language – better than anyone would ever give him credit for. He would watch your mouth open and close repeatedly, desperate to say something but no words forming – or how you would be tense, but when he was around you would slowly relax.

He knew how he – how his presence affected you, and yet with all of the clues and hints he couldn’t bring himself to believe that you liked him. Hell, you were in love with him, but he was too stubborn to admit it.

The chest in front of him clicks shut, emptied of it loot and full of useless blocks he either had to much of or wouldn’t be needing. Retracing his footsteps to where he was last with you, a low groan eliciting from somewhere in front of him. He brushed it off again as another mob, most likely a zombie spawner nearby.

He was quickly distracted from the noise by a rather large vein of diamond ore, getting every last block before turning his attention back to you – wherever that happened to be.

“Ohhhhh y/nnnnnn??” he sung, a smug smile on his face. “We have some zombies to go kill, where are youuuu?”

A minute or so of walking down the mine he had last seen you go down; he was faced with a fork in the road. The left looked dark, dingy and unexplored – the right illuminated a bit further on, along with a trail of…red petals? No, they weren’t red – they seemed to be painted? Why…why would you paint petals red?

“Y/nnnn, you’re scaring mee,” Sapnap sung again, discomfort apparent in his words. “Where are you? Come on man this isn’t funny.”

10 blocks in the right hall, there was a red rose discarded to the side. No, a white rose that was painted red…again… what? None of this made any sense to Sapnap, but luckily for him everything would make sense in a matter of moments.

Unease clawed at his gut and throat as he finally passed your torch, placed haphazardly on the wall. Further down, barely intelligible, lay a lump of…what the hell was that? Sapnap was quick to approach it with caution, his own torch lighting up the scene in front of him.

There you lay, head next to a crimson puddle of blood, spit, bile and his favourite flowers? Red streaks stained your lips, nose, chin, and most of your face. Your hands coated in dried blood cradling your skull, legs pulled and tucked in tight to your chest. Your face held a pained yet relaxed expression, one that Sapnap was sure he would be burned into his mind for a long time coming.

There wasn’t any movement of your belly or nose to indicate signs of breathing, but you were still here – it was a recent death, potentially only minutes ago.

“No…” Sapnap cried, dread washing through his veins. Falling to his knees, he pulled you into his arms. The sight of your head lolling lifelessly made him want to throw up, to cry, to scream that none of this was fair.

By now he had put it together – the coughing, the red (which he realises was blood) petals, the asking about HanaHaki. You had it, but didn’t tell him. I mean, why would you’ve?

Quiet pleas for you to come back to him were murmured through teary eyes, but fell on deaf ears. The slight echo of his sniffles off the walls around him made him feel somewhat comforted, but also distraught that this was real – you were dead, dead in his arms.

HanaHaki was a disease of one sided love… and you loved him… was this his fault? Was this Sapnap’s fault that you had now lost your final life?

Funny how only now in death were you held by the man you loved so dearly.

#sapnap #angst #gender neutral reader #reader insert #x reader #oneshot #sapnap x reader #major character death #dream smp #hanahaki #fanfiction #ameswrites #minecraft

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Number one supporter

(this has been in the drafts forever so I jst decided to post it warning its goofy asf)

Y/n rolled her eyes at the sound of her brother screaming at a video game. Her brother is Dream, and Minecraft YouTuber and Twitch streamer. As she tied her hair up into a high ponytail she wondered what it would be like if her brother's fans knew about her.

There was a knock on her door.

“You almost ready to go?” Her other brother’s best friend Sapnap asked as she tied pre-wrap around her hairline. He was a year older than her, him being 21 her 20.

“Almost, is Clay coming to my game?” She questioned as she grabbed her water bottle and soccer back pack.

“Yea, He’ll be bout 10 minutes late though,” He answered and she nodded. “Meet you in the car,” He said smiling, and left her room.

Minutes later Y/n walked out her bedroom door and walked down stairs. She looked out the window to see Sapnp already in the car like he said he would be. She exited the house and walked to Sapnaps car. She tried to open it. Its locked.

And she tried again. Still locked. Y/n tried tapping the window of Sapnaps tesla in hopes of getting his attention. He didn’t even spare her a glance. ‘This bit-’

“Unlock the door asshole,” She said knowing he knew she was there. He turned his head and it looked like he said “What is the magic word” but Y/n couldn’t tell.

“Please?” She asked. He unlocked the door and she climbed into the passenger seat. “Thank you!” Y/n continued.

“Yep,” He replied. Y/n was going to her third soccer game of the spring season. She plays for her college soccer team, has a full ride scholarship and everything. D-1 soccer is hard well just D-1 everything is hard, and stressful. But right now all she felt was nervous. Or as her best friend called it “before game butterflies” (pretty sure she’s the only person who calls it that) she pulled at her nails as she worried about the game. Her team was very good, but she knew that they weren’t going to win every game.

And her coach wasn’t the nicest when they lost. Not that she abused them or something, but her coach was a sweet, but competitive woman. When her daughter quit soccer she freaked out but kept chill supporting her daughter. Y/n loves her coach but she's just scary sometimes.

“Dude I can practically hear your thoughts, you’ll win I believe in you,” Sapnap interrupted her thoughts looking into his rearview mirror where she was unfortunately looking, as he saw her blush when they made eye contact.

“Thanks Sap, but I don’t know we’re playing against a good team,” Y/n replied, still pulling at her finger nails. He put his hand on her thigh and kept the other on the steering wheel.

“Yeah maybe but you're a great defender, you’ve proven that several times, I swear on my mother you’ll do great!” He said giggling at his ‘joke’. I looked at the rearview mirror and placed my hand on his. He immediately glanced up, looked in the rearview mirror, and blushed.

“We’re here,” I said as we pulled up to the field. I opened the car door, and right as I was about to close it he started talking.

“You’ll do great, I know that for a fact! Remember I'm your biggest supporter,” I smiled at him and closed the door, him driving off to find a parking space, leaving me blushing.

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He was right, after an intense game we had one 3-1. I was very proud of my team, and it seemed like my coach was too. I talked to my teammates in the locker room and smiled as they all played around.

“Ooo Y/n someone is here for you!” A girl named Leila said.

“If it's that guy that comes to all the games Y/n go outside we’ll wait for you here,” Coach spoke loudly. I blushed and nodded. Doing my best to escape the locker room fast.

“Hey,” A voice I immediately recongised as Sapnaps said.

“HI!” I replied.

“Sorry Dream couldn’t make it he said it was something about George,” He said his brown chocolatey eyes looking into my emerald green.

“It’s cool! I’m just glad you came,’ I replied blushing. I sighed I’m way to obvious at this point I should just tell him.

“Y/n I really like yo-” I cut him off by pushing my lips on to his. He kissed back. Four seconds later I pulled way.

“Sorry that was uncalled for I should’ve ask-” This time he cut me off by kissing me. I kissed back. Two seconds later he pulled away.

“I’m in love with you, I have been since the moment I met you, It’s okay if you don’t like me back but lowkey I’m doubting that because we just kissed twice,” He rambled. I smiled as he talked. When he quieted down I knew I had to say something.

“I’m in love with you aswell,” I replied giggling. I kissed him on the cheek. “Will you be my boyfriend?” I asked.

“Yes! 100% yes,” Sapnap answered a huge grin on his face.

“Aw, but like what,” I looked behind Sapnap to see my older brother, Dream as some call him standing there, with a mixed look of confusion and happiness.

“Uhm..” I said as we all just kinda stared at each other.

“Sapnap I swear to god if you hurt her i’ll hurt you 10x worse,” Clay violently whispered to Sapnap. “And same goes to you Y/n if you even think about hurting hi-”

“Bro trust, I wouldn’t hurt her and she wouldn’t hurt me, I’m her number one supporter let's be real,” Sapnap cut him off rolling his eyes. Y/n smiled.

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THE FUCKING END.

(This one shot is actually ass but at least I tried??)

not proof-read sorry for any mistakes

#sapnap #Y/n #sapnap x you #dream smp #dreams other other sister #dnf #taylor swift #sapnap fanfic #George is mentioned #dreamwastaken #y/n plays soccer??#dsmp fandom #dsmp fanfic #georgenotfound #oneshot

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