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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Can you please if possible write like a punz and/or dream smut where reader is tied up idk why I just find it so hot also could I maybe be 🪷 anon if it's available

Of course you can baby, I went with a little hard bondage because there’s not a whole lot of it out there, but If you meant more mild/soft bondage lemme kno and i can maybe do a second one, like a prequel or something.

🩷Wrapped Like a Pretty Little Present🩷

Unedited/Unrevised

I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENOUGH, THERES SOME ROUGHER BONDAGE IN HERE, SO PLEASE ACKNOWLEDGE THAT BEFORE READING.

Punz x Dream x afab!Reader

Warnings: hard bondage, USE OF REAL NAMES (Clay, Luke) praise, degrading smacking, pussy smacking?, cum eating maybe?, face fucking, crying/darcryphilia, overstimulation? Lots of aftercare!!

“Such a pretty little thing isn’t she?”

“She really is, isn’t that right sweetheart? Aren’t you just so pretty?”

Clay gripped your jaw, turning your head to look towards the standing mirror in the corner of the room. In the reflection you saw yourself, on your knees, with your feet tucked under your ass and your thighs tied to your calves with intricate knots adorning the sides. Between them sat a spread bar, insuring you didn’t get any pleasure from this, yet there was quite literally slick dripping from your cunt onto the sheets below you. Your arms were crossed behind you, rope wrapped tightly from one elbow to the other. You looked helpless, and you were, completely and undeniably in their control, a toy for them to throw around and use as they wished, and yet neither of the two had touched you.

“You like this? Being just a little doll for us?” Luke asked, kneeling behind you. You nodded, tilting your head up to look at the blonde in front of you. He was clothed from the waist down, yet when he pulled you by your hair towards him you couldn’t help stick your tongue out and drag it along the bulge under his sweats. He groaned, delivering a short slap to your cheek.

Behind you, Luke dragged his hand down your back and over your bound arms, to your ass. He groped gently, admiring the way the fat of your thighs squished between the rope adorning it. Slowly, he dragged his hand between your spread legs. He groaned happily the second his fingers made contact with your slick, spreading your folds with his fingers before gliding up to your clit and rubbing small circles. Your breath hitched and your eyes rolled back, basking in what little stimulation you had. Your tongue still hung out of your mouth against clay’s crotch, but your head was laid limp against his hip as you quivered inter Luke’s touch.

“Aw such a whore aren’t you? Drooling all over me, sweet girl,” Clay cooed, reaching down to pinch your nipples softly.

“She’s making a mess all over the sheets, she’s literally dripping all over them,” Luke scoffed, delivering a short smack to your clit which made you yelp. Luke pulled your hair back, leaning you against his chest as he scooted you backwards. He then pushed you foreword, Clay’s hands on your shoulders gently guiding you so you wouldn’t got the bed face first. When you settled on the mattress, your mouth was inches away from the wet spot you’d made, the light making it shine lightly.

“Why don’t you clean up after yourself sweetheart?”

The two switched places, dream sitting behind you as luke took you by the hair, guiding your mouth to the spot. You licked softly at the fabric, whining softly at the taste of yourself on your tongue. In the mirror, you watched as clay undressed and lined up with you, and you didn’t have time to think before he pushed himself into your soaked cunt, a silent moan falling from your mouth as he filled you up.

“God your so wet,” Clay mumbled, palming your ass tightly, “you really like this don’t you baby? You like being a slut huh?”

You moaned again, this time it was aloud and rippled slightly as he started fucking into you, every thrust nudging you forward slightly. Luke put his hands on your shoulders, lifting you just enough to sit infront of you. Your cheek rested on his thigh, but your nose brushed against his dick with every thrust.

You couldn’t even hold yourself up, but the way your eyes rolled back and mouth held itself open, Luke knew that you wanted more. He took advantage of it, tilting his dick so his tip slipped into your mouth. You sucked as best as you could, but the way clay’s hips pushed into yours made it hard for you to do much except moan. Eventually, Luke gathered your hair into a ponytail, muttering a quick, “just relax sweetheart,” before lifting your head just a bit, and fucking into your throat.

Luckily they were in sync, and it only took a few seconds of the combination to send you through your first orgasm and towards your next. The duo were muttering out broken praise, Clay using your arms as a handle as he fucked into your swollen cunt. You let out a broken sob as Luke pulled out of your mouth, letting you breathe for a moment.

Your face rested against his hip as your cried, your second orgasm breaking seconds later as you clenched around clay’s cock helplessly. He moaned aloud, delivering a harsh slap to your ass cheek.

“You’re doing so good for us baby,” Luke whispered to you, slowly jerking himself as he pet your hair, “almost done sweetheart, not much longer. Open that pretty mouth.”

You obliged, opening your mouth and letting him slip back between your lips again. Your nose brushed his pelvis repeatedly. Eventually Clay’s hips stuttered, and he pushed flush against you as he came. Luke hadn’t stopped though, continuing only another moment before he let go down your throat, pulling out quickly so you wouldn’t choke. You swallowed quickly, panting desperately for air. Clay thrust a few more times, fucking his cum into you just a little more before your third orgasm crashed into you, making you let out another broken scream as tears rolled down your cheeks.

No one moved for a minute, very content as the bliss rolled over the trio’s skin. Yours died quickly though, becoming all too aware of your aching limbs and how sore you really were. This time the sob wasn’t of pleasure.

“Please, hurts,” you gasped. The two men jumped into action, Clay pulling out of you and the two helping you onto your knees again where they quickly undid your arms. Clay rubbed your forearms soothingly for just a minute before luke kneeled infront of you, wrapping you in his arms. Your arms came forward, tucking into his hold as he pet the back of your head, the other massaging your arms gently while clay got to quick work on your legs.

Luke guided you back to lay on the bed, holding you close to his chest as Clay undid the spread bar, tossing it on the floor and pulling the ties loose. Pulling off the rope as quickly as he could without hurting you, he tossed it on the ground with the others. With Luke holding you to his chest tightly and whispering loving words, Clay guided your legs straight, apologizing sweetly as you whined. One at a time, he kissed up your legs, massaging the reddened skin under his fingers.

“We got you baby, you did so good for us, so so good,” Luke whispered to you, kissing your hands sweetly, “we’re gunna lay here a minute then get a bath okay?” You nodded, clay disappearing from the room for a moment before returning with the sound of running water following suit. You felt him lay behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist. His fingers dragged over the red trails on your thighs.

“Was that too much?” Clay whispered, kissing across your shoulders and up the back of your neck, “we can stop any time baby if it’s too much, you just need to tell us okay?”

You hum, one of your shakey hands holding his as it splayed across your stomach, “not too much, just a lot.”

“A lot bad? Or-”

“No, just enough, just a lot.”

“Okay,” he muttered, giving your hand an affectionate squeeze.

“Let’s get cleaned up,” Luke said, helping you sit up, “what’re you guys thinking for dinner? I was think-”

“Italian,” you said quickly, wrapping your arms around clay’s neck as he lifted you from the bed, bringing you into the bathroom. Both boys nodded, smiling softly.

“Italian it is, princess,” Clay said, setting you in the bath. Luke got into the separate shower as clay sat in the warm bath with you, helping you wash up. Luke finished quickly, hopping out. He let you two finish washing, giving you a soft kiss before returning to the bedroom.

When the two of you came out, the bedding had been changed, and the doorbell rang. Luke came in a few moments later after you two were dressed with a bag from your local Italian restaurant.

“Thank you,” you muttered against his lips, kissing him gently. He smiled, sitting down next to you on the bed.

“So what’re we watching?” Clay said, wrapping one arm around you as he flicked on the TV.

“How about-”

“Heart stopper,” you said, opening your plastic silverware. The two boys looked at you, goofy smiles on their pretty faces. Anything for you, literally anything.

“Yes ma’am,” they said in unison, Clay flicking the show on before digging into his shrimp scampi.

#mcyt smut #punz smut #dream smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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hi! i’d love to see your prom dress if your comfortable with that! i’m sure it was an absolute slay 🫶🩶

So I didn’t wanna use a pic of me bc I only have pics with personal stuff in the background, but the ad for it doesn’t give it justice, so I had to crop it pretty small but just like give it some slack cause it’s much more gorgeous in person. The back is mesh with corset-ish boning out of crystals like on the front. It’s so gorgeous.

The ad makes it look so bad but it’s gorgeous i swear-

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Okay but, heavy makeout session with Foolish >>>

Warnings: Biting?, Choking

You cant tell me he wouldn’t be so sweet omg

He’d love having his hands in your hair and on your face, holding your jaw softly as his tongue brushes against yours. And he’d be handsy, don’t get me wrong, but one of them is always up by your face, around your throat or in your hair to steady you while his other slides around from your back to your hips to your thighs. And god his tongue would be godly, every single time it touches yours you keen and the little pile of butterflies on your stomach would wake up. He’d pull away and smile at your pretty little face, your lips all swollen and pink. He’d be breathing heavy in sync with you, but would try and breath a little quieter so he could hear the way you’d whine through yours. The hand on your face would move over to your chin, pulling on your bottom lip a little before he’d lean in and catch it between his, biting it so softly. He’d be such a good kisser dude omg. He’d pull away and take your hand and pull you with him to the bedroom, closing the door behind him he’d walk you over to the bed and pull you to sit on his lap. His hands would be pushed firmly against your back as he’d turn and lay you down on the bed, kissing you again as your arms wrapped around his shoulders. And this man would love your throat, kissing it, biting it, choking you, all of it. He’s call you pretty and good and beautiful as he’d nip at your skin, dragging his tongue across your collarbone.

Ya, he’d be amazing to make out with.

#mcyt smut #foolish smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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hello! can you do a rough sex gnf smut where the 2 of you were in bed watching a movie, and you start getting in a comfortable position cuddling into george and he gets annoyed and fucks you? sorry i’m not the best with ideas

This^^<3, but in the living room cause i couldn’t see it in bed, sorry sweetheart, hope this is good anyways.

Not my best work, been procrastinating this one for a while

🩷Keep Still🩷

Unedited/Revised

George x afab!Reader

Not really any use of pronouns, but written in the mindset of femme!afab!reader, but could be otherwise based on interpretation.

Warnings: angry sex?, hair pulling a lil, degrading, a lil bit restraint? Being held down a bit?, lil praise, sloppy aftercare

“God why won’t you sit still?” George grumbled, his arms tightening around you to still your movements. The two of you were laying on your side on the living room couch, your back pressed against his chest. You were squirming uncomfortably, the divide in the cushions lining up with your side in a way that made you feel like they were splitting and you’d fall between.

“Sorry, just uncomfortable on the couch,” you mumble, trying to take a deep breath and ignore the way your hip dipped into the couch awkwardly. George was lucky, his back was against the couch and the support beam was underneath him, where as you had only spring which made you sink. You couldn’t take it, shuffling again back towards him to try and gain some support. George sighed annoyed, rolling over on top of you so that you were flat under him.

“Better?” He asked, sarcasm and annoyance dripping from his tone as he looked down at you, clearly upset.

“I’m sorry,” you say, genuinely as you really didn’t have any ill intent and truly was just trying to get comfortable. His eyes softened when he saw your expression, noticing how you really didn’t mean to bother, but the new smirk that graced his lips brought about a blossoming feeling in your chest.

He lowered himself down onto you, his chest flush with yours with one arm holding himself up above you and the other gripping your hip, “all I wanted was to spend some time with you, I’ve had a long day, and you don’t have the decency to sit still for a damn movie.”

“I’m sorry I want to spend time with you too but-”

“Don’t talk back to me,” he mumbled into your ear, leaning down so that his mouth barely brushed your jaw, “you know I like this movie, you know I can’t focus when you’re squirming. You were doing it on purpose huh?”

Suddenly feeling your body flush at his new tone, you shook your head, fingers dragging up subconscious to grab at his shirt, “no, i swear i just wasn’t comfortable the couch-”

“You weren’t comfortable?” He teased, leaning back so he was kneeling between your legs, “pushing your ass into me you weren’t comfortable?”

You hadn’t realized you were doing it, but now seeing the tented material of his sweatpants you realize why he was so bothered, “I wasn’t trying to.”

His hands slid up from your calves, landing on your knees for a moment before sliding up your thighs to your hips, “I deserve some quality time with my (girlfriend/boyfriend/partner) and to relax, and with the day I’ve had I would’ve thought you would be good for me,” his fingers gripped your waistband, your heart skipping as he yanked them down over your hips, before pulling them completely down off your ankles, “but if you can’t let me relax then why don’t you let me take my stress out on you?”

His demeanor told you more than what had been said. He cared for you deeply and rarely ever got mad at you, and if he did it was petty and didn’t last long. You could tell that you did upset him and he did want to relax and watch a movie, but there wasn’t a drop of anger left in his system right now as he leaned back over you, his thumb pressing into the soft skin where your leg bent at the hip, making you keen. The anger had probably burnt off given all the blood in his body had flooded between his legs rather than to his brain. However, the tops of your thighs were slick from your arousal, and the gravel in his voice from the annoyance of having his movie ruined made your insides twist.

You nodded feverishly, whining softly as you arched into his body heat. He scoffed, “seriously? You’re gunna try and say you weren’t doing it on purpose but the second I touch you you turn into a slut, all whiney huh?” He quickly sat back up, flipping you flat onto your stomach. You gasped, George’s fingers lacing into your hair, a soft yank bringing your head up to press his lips to your cheek, “if you’re gunna act like a slut I’ll treat you like one.”

He pushed your head back into the sofa. Pulling at your ass gently, he spread you just enough to drag his finger from your clit to your entrance. He didn’t bother teasing, this was for him, not you. You choked a moan as you pushed your hips into the couch, his fingertips brushing your cervix before curling into your precious g-spot. Your thighs quivered softly, the way he kneeled between them preventing them from closing. A moment later he had gotten off of you, stripping from the waist down before pushing your legs together and straddling your thighs. You turned your head, catching a glimpse of George’s cocky smile as he leaned in, kissing you messily before spreading your ass once again, this time lining himself up and pushing into you.

A guttural moan left your mouth before you could help it, nails digging into the cushion below you as he set a relentless pace, hips bouncing against yours with every thrust. The movie had been completely tuned out, the only noise registering was the sound as your hips knocked together, and the music coming from your throat that George adored so much.

“Such a whore huh? Wanted this so bad you couldn’t wait an hour for the movie huh?” With every thrust he hit that perfect spot that drew the knot in your stomach tighter, every brush of it making you clench around him more.

One of his hands was pushed into the arm rest above you, the other between your shoulder blades as he drew closer to his own end. The frustration of the day and the movie had completely rolled off his back, wanting nothing more than to feel your cum around him.

“George,” you gasped out, your legs tingling. He leaned down, groaning against your neck as he rested his forehead against the cushion next to you. Your fingers tangled into his hair, back arching into him at the new angle, “i needa cum, please needa cum-”

“Shut up,” he huffed out, his hand moving from your shoulder up to the one you had in his hair. He gently untangled it before lacing his fingers in yours, pushing your hand into the couch below you, “fine,” he sighed, trying to act as if he wasn’t teetering on the edge himself, “cum for me darling, cum on my cock, pretty little slut.”

That was all it took as you barreled over the edge, legs shaking and back arching as you came, your fingers squeezing his tightly. You let out a choked sob as George came close after, moaning heavily into your ear. There was nothing but heavy breathing in the room, the credits rolling on the screen as you shook underneath him.

“You did so well,” George mumbled, sliding out softly as he pressed against your back, “you were good for me after all.”

You whined, eyelids heavy and your legs tingling. He rolled off of you, sliding under you so you laid on his chest. Reaching over to the box of tissues on the end table and wiping you as gently as he could, before cleaning himself as well.

“We need a new couch,” you mumble, falling asleep in his neck, “this one sucks.”

“I know,” he laughed, “we’ll look tomorrow, i just wanna sleep okay?”

You nodded, wanting nothing more.

#mcyt smut #georgenotfound smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Hey my lovelies, sorry for inconsistent uploads and lack there of, im chronically ill and goin in a rough patch with lots of doctors, and finals are in two weeks so I’m jam packed, but I promise I’m thinking of you our requests and will work when I can<3

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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hear me out- punz edging you because you were flirting with one of his friends as a joke to see how he would react

can i be 🐝 anon ?

Ofc u can babes<3

React

Punz x reader, and foolish

Not revised/edited

WARNINGS: Use of real names, edging, overstimulation, smacking, restraints, crying, begging, squirting, degrading if you squint

“Oh don’t start complaining now,” luke said, delivering a harsh slap to your inner thigh, “you spend a solid half hour talking all that shit to foolish about you like it rough, if you like it rough then take it.”

You hadn’t completely thought through your actions before you had done them. Luke, your boyfriend, had brought his friend over to pick up some of his things he had borrowed for a stream, to which you spent a large chunk of time flirting shamelessly for fun. The fun being seeing how Noah quirked his eyebrow at you when you said he looked like he knew what he was doing in bed, and the way Luke’s jaw clenched tightly as you leaned on the counter towards the brunet. You wanted Luke to react, to pull you into him, to kiss you or tell you to get your act together, but nothing. He stayed quiet, his hands to himself all the while you confessed to Noah that his arms and hands complimented your previous assumption.

All of this lead to where you were now, your hands tied tightly behind your back with an old tie from Luke’s closet. One of his arms was wrapped around your shoulders, pulling you flush against his chest while your knees were hooked over his, forcing them open. His other hand, after groping the skin that began to flush from the smack, returned to its previous action- dragging the rabbit vibrator in and out of your soaked cunt at an agonizingly slow pace. It was set on the lowest setting, but you had been sat like this for over an hour, being pulled away from six orgasms before you could reach the top, so it was only a given you were quivering in his hold with tears streaming down your face.

“I- I cant- please luke,” you begged, head tilted back onto his shoulder.

He scoffed, “sure you can baby, or were you lying when you told Noah you can go for hours huh?” His hand never stopped, dragging the toy in and out, despite the second end that never left your swollen clit.

“Please, I’m sorry,” you sobbed, “I-i need to cum, please,” your words fell on deaf ears as you once again felt your stomach tighten, only for him to pull the toy out and off of you before you could let go.

“How about we make a deal,” he whispered into your ear, lifting the arm on your chest to brush the hair from sticking on your forehead, “I let you cum, and you call Noah and let him hear all about how rough you like it, huh?”

Your cheeks flushed heavily at the idea of the man hearing you so ruined, but at this point the pulse in your clit had convinced you it was worth it. You nodded frantically, a whine being pulled from you again as Luke removed the toy. He gently untangled your legs, a hand between your shoulder blades pushed you forward so your ass was on display in the air.

Trying to steady your breathing on the sheets, there was rustling behind you of clothes being removed before you heard the infamous audio accompanied with a FaceTime call.

“Wait- are you FaceTiming him?”

“Is that a deal breaker?” Luke asked cockily, the ringing echoing in the room. You shook your head, but you couldn’t help the way your cunt fluttered around nothing thinking about him watching you get fucked.

“No sir.”

“Hello?” The ring had stopped and a cheerful voice sounded from the phone.

“Hey foolish,” Luke said, holding the phone so he could only see from his shoulders up, “so (y/n)’s here, and me and her made a lil deal,” there was a pause as Luke ran his fingers over your cunt, your moans barely containable, “she wouldn’t shut up early about what you liked isn’t that right baby?”

You tried to respond but only a whine came out, voice box tired from moaning.

“Wait- is she-?” Noah asked shyly, a wave of heat bursting through his body at the sweet noise he heard moments prior.

“We made a deal, that I’d let her cum if she called you and let you hear all about how rough she liked it,” Luke said, delivering another harsh slap to your ass this time making you moan, “is that okay with you?”

Another agonizing beat of silence before Noah rushes out a, “yes- yeah that’s fine,” before a nervous giggle followed. Luke muttered a “great”, before setting the phone up leaning against the footboard of the bed, a couple feet from your face. Looking up you saw the brunet, flustered and red in the face, but a cocky grin on his face when he saw you. Glancing at the top corner you saw what he did: you, completely naked and bent over with your hands tied behind your back, hair a mess, an even sheen of sweat covering your body. Your lips were wet with spit and pink from biting, obvious tear streaks lining your pretty face. Behind you, your boyfriend was groping your ass, dragging his dick between your slick folds.

“Hey sweetheart,” Noah said softly, “what kinda mess did you get yourself into, huh?” You whines helplessly, your clit tingling as luke tapped it gently with his tip. Sliding back up, he didn’t worry about a warning before pushing into you. Every fiber of your body felt like fireworks went off, knowing this time you’d finally get to finish. You moaned loudly, eyes rolling back as he began to move, his hips snapping against yours quickly. You vaguely registered Noah cooing at you, a quiet “aw” coming from his lips as tears slipped from your closed eyes once again.

“Tell him you like it baby,” Luke said, smacking your ass hard, “you wanted to tell him earlier, now tell him.” A desperate whine left you again, this time along with a jumble of words as an attempt to tell Noah just how good you felt. Giving up, you settled with your mouth slightly open and shameless moans.

“Is this what you wanted?” Luke continued his taunts, “you wanted me to fuck you dumb for flirting with my friends huh?” He leaned over your body, never stopping the abuse your cunt was taking from him. Grabbing you by the jaw roughly, he tilted your head to look at the phone again. He groaned in your ear, “tell him who gets you like this, tell him who gets to be rough with you. You can flirt all you want but at the end of the day who’s the one who gets to fuck you?”

“You-!” You cried desperately, eyes trying not to close as you watched the man on the other end of the screen, the camera shaking slightly while his mouth was left slightly open, his other hand clearly busy off screen, “you Luke, Luke I’m gunna- gunna cum, please, please let me cum!”

He leaned back, his hand moving to the back of your neck as he pushed you into the mattress, his hips moving more harshly as he chased his own high. Finally, the knot in your stomach pulled tight enough to snap, and you let out a cry of relief as you came, or at least you thought. You heard luke sweat harshly behind you as your knees gave out under you, him holding you up as he finished inside of you.

There was nothing but heavy breathing for a few moments before Luke finally pulled out, letting you sink gently onto the mattress and pulling the string of the tie undone.

“You squirted all of me,” he laughed, rubbing your back gently as your arms went limp on your sides. Your eyes widened in embarrassment, turning to see his dick and upper thighs shiny in your slick. You groaned covering your face in the blankets under you.

“And she drooled all over your covers,” Noah laughed from the phone, which Luke picked up quickly, “she’s really cute when she’s like that.”

“Yeah I know,” Luke said, continuing to rub your back gently as you breathed in sync, “listen man i gotta clean up but maybe you could come over next week or something, she could show instead of tell right baby?” He asked, looking over to you for an answer, to which you buried your face into the blankets further and nodded. He laughed, turning back to the phone.

“Yeah totally, I’ll talk to you later man, bye.”

After the call ended, Luke let out a deep sigh. Sitting you up he wrapped you in his arms tightly, kissing your forehead sweetly.

“You did so good baby, let’s get cleaned up and we can sleep okay?” You groaned, really almost too tired to sleep and he could tell, “I know baby, but it’ll only take a few minutes. Come on.”

With that, he hooked his arms under your knees and picked you up, bringing you into the bathroom. After a warm shower, you fell asleep in your boyfriends hold, almost forgetting about the last few sentences of the phone call.

#mcyt smut #foolish smut #punz smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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I just want you all to know, I went to senior prom last night, the theme was old Hollywood, and my dress was an absolute Lana Del Ray slay and no one appreciated it and I’m very sad.

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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sapnap nsfw and sfw head cannons?😣 istg that man is so hot I need him so bad

I have really long nails usually and I just cut em all off and now typing is really hard cause I’m not used to it so sorry in advance for any messed up weird typos and shit<3

WARNINGS: chubby chaser mention, face sitting mention, hair pulling, cum eating, praise, overstimulation, vibrators, buttplugs

SFW

Sap absolutely is the type of guy to lay on your chest when you cuddle, even though he puts on a tough-guy act

Which is why he loves cuddling on the couch the most, that way he can lay on your chest and watch a movie with you at the same time

Before you guys got together, he was very inconsistent about doing his laundry, putting it off till the last minute

But once he saw you wear one of his shirts, you bet your ass he was doing laundry every other day, making sure he always had a fresh one for you to put on when he saw you

Because there was no way he was letting you wear one that he hadn’t washed in two days

However, when you wore something of his he avoided washing it because he could still smell you on it

He’s horrible at cooking, but half of his love language is acts of service, so he always tries to make easy stuff look hard

Like making really elaborate sandwiches, that take zero skill but look like it took 4hrs

Or making you waffles or pancakes and pretends they weren’t made with the mix from a box by covering em in fruit and stuff to make me look pretty

Speaking of love languages, i imagine he’s pretty big on acts of service

Which is why I can’t imagine him ever letting you open your own drinks, like if you get a drink that’s got a tab or a cap he always opens it for you

And he has such a good memory for the minor things, but a garbage one for the major things

Like he’ll notice when you stop to look at certain types of flowers more than others

But if you tell him what your favorite color is he will have no fucking clue if you asked him five minutes later

But when he notices you always pick the same color character in a game, he’ll know it’s your favorite color

NSFW

Now listen as much as people wanna talk about Sapnap being a thigh lover and a chubby-chaser and a lover of having his face sat on, can we take a step back from that for a minute???

This guy would be the sweetest fuckin thing sometimes omg

And like don’t get me wrong i don’t doubt he loves having you on his mouth 24/7 and having his hands just full of your thighs

But I cannot imagine this guy being comfortable being rough with you until you guys have a sit down and talk about it

Cause I can totally see him having you sat on his lap, just sweet soft kisses while his hands are under the edge of your shirt, just brushing across your ribs

And he’d nip at your neck softly and just be absolutely addicted to the little noises you make

And I’m sure when you get down to it he won’t be all slow and gentle

But i can’t imagine him using your hair as leverage when he fucks you from behind until you’ve sat down and talked about it

And boy oh boy once you do, you’re done for

He’d have you bent over half the surfaces in the house, making you lick your own cum off the table when he’s done with you

He totally can be sweet at the same time tho, holding you close to him and holding your face in his neck as he praises you, telling you how good your doing when he has you pushing your fourth orgasm of the night

And his aftercare would be elite, not letting you get up for anything, and carrying you when you did

As much as I think he’s an ass and thighs guy, I think he has plenty of appreciation for tits too

Like he loves sucking on them, holding them when he has the chance

Which is why he likes cuddling with his head on your chest instead of vise versa, when he’s bored he’d just push your shirt up and lick your tits

And btw Sapnap would not be afraid of a little assistance

He’d probably be the one to recommend a vibrator, putting it on your clit when he’d eat you out, nearly moaning a little too loud when it bumps the tip of his dick when he lines up to fuck you

And butt plugs?

I think he’d love making you wear one even throughout the day, knowing you feel it every time you move, knowing you feel like a slut, would get him off

#mcyt smut #sapnap smut #sapnap x reader smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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I cannot get over awesamdude and mating press. Like he’s a BIG DUDE. Like having him fold my knees up to my chest with my legs over his shoulders would RUIN ME.

#awesamdude smut #mcyt smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Listen man I don’t like drama but everyone one Twitter makes me wanna scream. Cause like, ppl saying dream is fueling the drama is fucking crazy but also so is quackity ignoring it. It does not matter how mad you are at a friend or whether or not you think they’re “lying” about being doxxed and shit, you say something. Because at the end of the day it’s not just drama anymore it’s a matter of someone’s life genuinely being at risk regardless of whether or not you believe them. And quackity should say something about that even if he is mad, because if he doesn’t it could potentially be put on him if something happens to dream or his family/friends. Even if they don’t feel responsible for the acts of their fans, saying nothing is endorsing it because you’re not saying it’s wrong.

Regardless, im not saying dream is the one to agree with either because obviously he has his faults as well, they both do but they’re human and it’s getting out of hand. Dream taking it to Twitter publically isn’t him trying to fuel the fire, he reached out many times privately and at that point it’s an act of desperation to bring attention to the fact that he’s being put in danger. He shouldn’t be vilified for it. If you look at the difference between communities in response, you’ll notice that everyone from quackity’s side quackity’s side are saying dream is fueling the fire, victimizing himself, and looking for attention. Where as dream’s side is saying that it’s unfair that quackity won’t acknowledge what he’s being put through because of a misunderstanding. Even dreams side, for the most part, aren’t being unsupportive of quackity, but rather just want him to step up and look at dream as a friend, or even an ex-friend, in the situation rather than someone he’s competing with or mad at.

Dream expressed he was completely supportive of quackity and wants to save their friendship, but Quackity continues to ignore the fact that his and his family life is in danger. It does not matter how mad you are at someone, you don’t have to express peace with someone by telling your fans “stop sending death threats and doxing people”. It’s out of bounds of drama, that’s harassment. The same way if things were opposite quackity fans would be defending him the same way dream fans are defending dream. They are real people.

Notice I didn’t touch on anything about the servers. Because they don’t matter. They are servers on a video game. These are real people who exist outside of it, who are being threatened and hated on because of faulty communication and lack of knowledge between the two.

Quackity also doesn’t deserve the hate, and dream acknowledges that. The things that these people go through to produce content for these people online, these people who call themselves fans and supporters but then turn around on a dime the second that a human mistake is made, isn’t worth it. At the end of the day quackity doesn’t deserve hate for this, he has the right to be mad and ignore dream all he wants, but he shouldn’t ignore that someone he once cared about is being put in a life-threatening position because his feelings are hurt. I’m addition, dream doesn’t deserve to be put into this position. He’s genuinely shown no hostility or hate, and doesn’t deserve the violent and hurtful responses from fans. Even if you want to call him petty and wanting drama and to cancel quackity or whatever it doesn’t matter. He’s human, and if this were happening to normal people who weren’t in the public eye, that would over-rule anything else.

The servers are the last part to consider in the equation, this is about two people on influential platforms, one who hurt the other on accident, and the other who is letting the other be brutally attacked because of it. Quackity doesn’t have to accept dreams apology or ever talk to him again, but on a realistic and legal level, quackity not saying anything about dream being doxxed and threatened and everything, knowing the people who are doing it are his fans, who’s doing it to “defend him” or “fight for him” or “get revenge for him”, puts quackity in a position where he comes across as seeing it as deserved or valid.

This isn’t about fandoms or sides or choices or opinions or minecraft servers, it’s LITERALLY about life and death. Both sides could get very badly hurt here and they need to address it, both of them.

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Two questions!

Can you do a punz x reader with like knife play (others if you want <3)

Can I be 💐 anon?

Yes u can and I’ll work on it soon:)

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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gOD YOU HAVE ME GOING FERAL OH MY GODDD I AM LOSING MY MIND

That was beautiful omg 🥺🥰

- 🦈

Thank you thank you I try :)

My goal is making people go feral and loose their mind.

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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Me again 👀 here me out

Foolish's whole deal is sharks right? What do sharks do stereotypically? *Bite.*

Playfully biting each other throughout the day as a stupid lil joke...

until oops once you bite him in *just* the right spot and suddenly it becomes a bit more serious, escalates if you will 👀

(gee can you tell I'm a foolish simp? 🙄🤣 I swear I picked 🦈 anon bc surprise, I actually like sharks too)

- ur friendly neighborhood menace, 🦈 anon

I just posted my foolish subspace one, butttt I absolutely can see that.

Foolish knowing you’re not good at showing affection so when you’re just hanging out if your face is close to him like his shoulder or his hand, you bite him, and he does the same, but at some point you hug him for whatever reason and bite his neck and he like keens a little bit and you hear him sigh in your ear. Yup. Yes he’s just yup.

Great ideas Anon. This will be worked on at some point, when I have the chance<3

#foolish smut #mcyt smut

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cupidssweetheart0103 · 1 year

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🩷Sweet Subspace🩷

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Foolish x reader

Warnings: USE OF REAL NAME (Noah), kinda really sweet and shit ig, subspace, amab oral receiving, way too much praise, afab oral receiving, body warship kinda? Breeding kink, size kink if you squint

You had told your boyfriend Noah, not long after your relationship started about your subspace. Of course he didn’t completely understand at first but with combined information from you and his own research, he quickly became very interested in the concept.

At first it had been innocent, explaining that your brain over produces certain chemicals sometimes when you feel extra safe or comfortable, or put into an environment where you can be extremely vulnerable willingly. He understood quickly (upon in depth description), knowing that meant you wouldn’t be in a completely normal mindset and took it upon himself to take care of you and keep you safe in that state. However, now that your relationship had been going on for as long as it has, your trust in him had swelled, and last week you had a very important conversation.

“Noah can i talk to you about something?”

“Uh oh,” he said, turning to toss you one of his signature smiles before turning his head back towards the stovetop, “yeah what’s up?”

Your fingers picked at the skin around your nails, your stomach churning anxiously. “Do you remember when we started dating, and I told you about my subspace?” You we’re almost mumbling, so you were a little surprised when he hummed in acknowledgement. “Well I’ve been thinking and I know when I told you I made it clear how consent can be sort of weird with it, cause y’know how the chemicals make it hard to think rationally sometimes and um,” you take a breathe, “i know that because of that, we haven’t had sex or done anything sexual when I’m like that cause you don’t want to risk doing something I wouldn’t have said yes to otherwise.”

Another nod and hum, this time with a quick side glance to you as you leaned against the kitchen island. You know that you’re over explaining because of your nerves, but being aware of it doesn’t help it stop. The look in his eyes was of encouragement, it was frustrating how easily he could read you and could tell when you needed it. Regardless, it helped, so you continued. “Well I was thinking, and I trust you, so I was thinking maybe we can reconsider that? Y’know just talk about it see what we could do, cause I know that when someone’s in subspace, sex can be a lot better for some people cause it’s like an added layer of bliss y’know? I don’t know just something we can talk about or-”

“Ya of course,” his response was so casual it almost irked you, why couldn’t you be more relaxed? “I mean i obviously don’t want to end up doing something you don’t want me to and I don’t want you to regret doing something after either, so I mean I think it’s something we’d have to talk about pretty in depth but if we can come to an agreement then yeah we can try it.”

Over dinner that night you discussed it, and came to an agreement. You knew your subspace would make you more willing to do things you’re unsure of, so you and Noah made a list of the things he could try and what was a big no. The final consensus being: if you’ve said yes to it before ( and liked it), it’s a yes in subspace, and if he or you want to try something new, it has to be discussed before hand. Otherwise, you’re at his disposal.

And that’s what had gotten you here.

You were sat next to Noah’s desk chair, him sitting watching YouTube while you leaned against his leg, head resting against his thigh. His fingers combed through your hair mindlessly as you sighed at the touch. You slipped into subspace not long ago, your mind going fuzzy as you indulged in his touch. Your body was warm and your skin was tingling. He knew you were in subspace, he could tell by the way you leaned into him so heavily, the way your eyes were glazed over and filled with adoration when you looked at him. He always found it so cute, not even particularly in the sexual way, but the way you became so helplessly affectionate and adoring of him made his stomach flutter. It’s like you didn’t know any better than to tell him you loved him every five minutes and cling to him like a life line. This time though, after having the conversation you had a week ago, he payed much closer attention to how you sighed happily into his touch and your arms wrapped delicately around his lower thigh in a half-assed hug.

“You okay?” He asked sweetly, using his hold on your hair to guide your head to tilt up and look at him. You nodded, your lips parted softly. Noah laughed softly, his smile making you mirror it lazily. Pushing his chair back enough to face you, you sat up to sit on your knees in front of him. You leaned your head back onto his thigh, this time on the inside as he played with your hair. His other hand rest softly on your cheek, his thumb running across your bottom lip. His eyes mirrored the adoration you had in yours, “you’re so cute y’know that?”

You couldn’t help the short whine you let out. The way he spoke to you alone could make you keen. Slowly he pulled you forward by your hair, not enough to hurt, but just enough to make your body flash hot in excitement. Your body followed, back arching towards him as you braised yourself with your hands digging into the carpet infront of you. Your mouth was only inches away from where you wanted it to be. Skimming over your face he acknowledged how you already looked ruined, before letting his thumb pull your bottom lip down. Your mouth opened slightly instinctually and he slipped his thumb in, running it side to side over the width of your tongue. Your eyes never left his face, basking in the comforting feeling of being so close to him. Closing your lips over his thumb and sucking lightly, he cooed at you, “good, just like that baby.”

You felt like your body was on fire, nails digging into the soft material under you as your underwear grew uncomfortably warm from the wet pool forming between your legs. You hummed happily around his thumb, dragging your tongue across the length of it one last time before he pulled it out, smearing a bit of the spit on his thumb across your bottom lip. He pulled your face closer, your nose brushing the hard-on in his pants, and you looked up to his eyes for permission .

“Come on baby you know what to do, go ahead.”

You happily began pressing soft kisses to the underside of his clothes dick, nudging yourself closer to him. He leaned himself back in his chair further, looking down at you in your blissful state. Moving one hand to hold yourself up on the opposite thigh, your tongue lolled out of your mouth. Your eyes locking with Noah’s as you licked a stripe up the bottom, moaning softly.

“Fuck,” he muttered, his head tilting back and his eyes fluttering closed, “you can touch baby go ahead.”

With his permission, you reached up and slipped his shorts down. His dick looked painfully hard, the tip bright pink and leaking. Taking him on your hand you leaned forward and repeated yourself, licking from the base to the top and planting a soft kiss right on the tip. The groans he let out were heavenly. Slipping the tip into your mouth you sucked lightly, you savored the flavor of his precum and the way you could practically feel his heartbeat in your mouth. Eventually you pushed your head down all the way, his hand resting on top of your head gently is your nose brushed the small patch of hair just below his happy trail.

“Good girl, you know what to do don’t you sweetheart? Come on, make me feel good,” he said breathily. Slowly you started to bob your head, one hand working what you couldn’t fit in your mouth, the other groping his balls softly as you moaned around him. “You look so pretty like this baby, such a pretty little girl for me.”

You were a mess, spit dribbling out of the corners of your mouth, sucking feverishly on your boyfriends dick like it was your life like, your own eyes rolling back into your head. His hand gripped your hair a little tighter, pulling you off of his dick with a soft ‘pop’. “You’re such a mess aren’t you? Drooling all over yourself,” he laughed softly, “take your clothes off, go lay on the bed.”

Hopping up quickly you undressed as you made your way to the bed. You laid down quickly, your knees pressed together for friction. A moment later Noah sat on the bed next to you, now also naked. He watched you as you pushed your knees together, fingers gripping the sheets tightly under you as your face was flushed red. Pushing your knees apart gently, he reached down and brushed across your clit with the pad of his thumb once, watching you shiver in response. His middle finger traced around your entrance lightly, before pushing into you. You whined, legs closing once again. This time though, Noah slipped his body between them and hovered over you, making it difficult for you to close them. The way he looked at you was pure and sweet, but that didn’t stop you from being embarrassed from the legs noises coming from between your legs. Your hands lifted up to cover your flushed face, whining as he pumped his fingers in and out of you slowly, cooing at you.

“So wet aren’t you baby? That’s so cute, you get wet from sucking me off?” He nudged your cheek gently with his nose, kissing it softly when you didn’t answer, “I asked you a question pretty girl.”

“Yeah,” you whined, “I do.”

“Aw, good girl,” he whispered with his lips to the shell of your ear. He had added another finger, curling them up to massage your insides gently, “you’re doing so good for me sweetheart.” You were gripping his arm tightly, whining helplessly from the bursts of pleasure he gave you with each curl. His mouth caught your little noises, kissing you deeply as he swallowed your desperate sounds. His tongue licked at yours, making you just the smallest bit more desperate, just enough to make you whine more.

His kisses left your mouth, trailing down your neck, sucking pink and purple makes into your soft skin as he continued down, his tongue finding your chest. He licked at your nipple and nipped at it gently, before dragging his tongue across the valley between them to the other. All the while, his fingers continued to pump in and out of you, the fire in your belly burning hotter with every minute. He continued his journey, kissing down your body until he was situated between your thighs.

He dragged his tongue down your thigh softly until the bend of your leg, where he lifted his mouth and watched you squirm. Laughing softly he kissed your belly gently.

“You are so precious you know that?” He said, blowing cool air over your soaked cunt, “so fuckin cute.”

“Noah please,” it was the first coherent thought that didn’t need to be coaxed out of you, making Noah’s gaze shoot up to your face, his eyebrows raised and a little smirk on his lip.

“Please what baby what do you need?”

“I- I, please Noah,” that was all you had, no other words could be made out of the scrabble board in your brain.

“What is it baby? I cant give you what you want if you don’t tell me what it is,” He said, his fingers not stopping as his thumb reached up to rub your clit. Your back arched slightly, nails digging into the sheets.

“Need it- your tongue, please,” you moaned, toes curling in time with his fingers.

“Oh you need it?” He teased, bringing his mouth closer so you could feel his breathe, “well if you need it, then.”

A small kitten lick to your clit followed by a long stripe across your entire cunt made your legs quiver. Your fingers ran through his soft hair as he dragged his tongue across your cunt, his mouth replacing his thumb as he flicked it gently with us tongue. His eyes closed blissfully at your taste, resting his head against your plush thigh as he made you shake. With his free hand, he gently lifted one of yours from the sheets, lacing your fingers with his sweetly. You were squeezing his hand tightly as you tried not to crush his pretty head with your legs, your climax reaching you quickly.

“Cum- I’m gunna cum,” you gasped out, breathe picking up and back arching. He hummed, his fingers working faster. The vibration of his voice was the final push, bringing you to moan loudly as you came on Noah’s mouth.

After licking up the rest, he pulled away, kissing your knees gently. “Good job baby, that was so good,” he praised, leaning down to kiss you again where you could taste yourself on his tongue. While your mouths were occupied, he reached above you grabbing a spare pillow. Pulling away from your lips he lifted your hips gently to set it below you. When he looked back you he was positioning himself between your legs, which were still shaking, “gunna fuck you so good baby, make you feel so good.”

His hips slowly pushed into yours, your back arching once again as pleasure consumed you. When his hips touched you, he paused for a minute to kiss you, before slowly dragging himself out of you. His movements picked up when you whined. It was like a reward for making you feel good. He fucked in and out of you slowly, his thumb finding your clit while your fingers tangled in his hair.

“Feels so good,” you whimpered, clinging to him. They weren’t wrong, sex is definitely more intense when in subspace. It brings pleasure to things in a whole new light. “More, please,” you begged, nails digging into the skin of his back. He could feel himself hitting your cervix, the wall brushing his tip enough to drive him crazy.He lifted your legs over his shoulders, leaning back over you forcing your knees to your chest.

“You’re taking me so well baby, I’m so proud of you,” he whispered, his own hands gripping the blankets. The angle the pillow gave let him feel every inch of you, and he couldn’t help himself when he pushed down on your stomach, hearing you gasp loudly from the added friction only adding to the pleasure it gave him to feel the bulge made by him inside of you. “I know you’re close baby just a little longer and you can cum, i promise.”

He was right, you were on the verge of falling apart and his words were making your brain into mush. Your legs began to shake as you tried to hold your orgasm in, moaning in his ear heavily and clawing his skin.

“Please- pl-llease I need, please,” you begged your entire body trembling. You could feel him twitch inside of you, he was close, “cum in, cum inside, inside please,” you begged, tears pricking your eyes from the overwhelming pleasure. Noah pulled back just enough to look you in the eye, wanting to make sure you were sure about it. You were in birth control, but you were still careful. You’re eyes said it all, and he leaned forward to kiss your forehead gently as his hips continued to ruin you.

“Cum baby, cum on my cock,” he said, resting his forehead against yours as you cried out, watching your face contort in pleasure. He followed seconds later, cumming hard inside of you. His hips stuttered to a stop, and he slowly pulled his hand off of your stomach. You were both breathing heavily and tired, and he didn’t have it in him to pull out just yet. Instead, he laid down on you further, your legs still shaking intensely over his shoulders. “You did so good baby, so good for me you did so well. I’m so proud of you,” he babbled out praise as he massaged your thighs soothingly.

After a few minutes, your breathing steadied and the sticky feeling of your bodies pushed together began to bother the both of you. He slowly pulled out, your whine of discomfort making him wince. Taking your legs of his shoulders he massaged them down, kissing all over them gently.

“Come on let’s get a shower,” he said, helping you sit up before hooking his arms under your legs and around your back. He carried you to the bathroom and set you on the counter before turning on the shower to warm up. You both brushed your teeth together before hopping in the shower, Noah holding up almost all of your body weight as he washed you down. By the end of it, you were coming out of your sub space, and knowing you’d likely have a subdrop Noah wrapped you up in a blanket after dressing you, and sat you in bed with the remote to pick a movie as he placed a doordash order.

That was probably your favorite part of sex with him, the aftercare. He always knew exactly what you needed and how to do it, and you never appreciated it more than after sex.

#foolish smut #mcyt smut #foolish gamers smut

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