Time Travel Is a Tricky Business
(C!Karlnapity x AFAB!reader)
WARNING: SPICE **
Word Count: 7,473
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Especially when you were traveling to try and change the future for the better. Karl Jacobs was the time traveler in question, a young man who just wanted to protect his friends and find the best timeline possible without losing himself in the process. The first time he officially traveled was to a small village that was set up way before Dream and his friends ever arrived there, or so everyone thought. When Karl, the reliable narrator arrived in the village, everyone introduced themselves to him, welcoming him in with open arms. The warmth he felt from everyone was immense, especially from the young orphan boy Robin and his caretaker Cat. However, one face he wasn’t going to forget anytime soon was (Y/N), a young woman who was the baker in the town. She had (h/c) hair and the most intense (e/c) eyes he had ever seen. When she laughed at his jokes he couldn’t help but grow flustered, he was enamored by her in mere moments. It was almost a shame that he would need to leave her behind when he left. Even so, he could admit someone was pretty and witty without having a crush on them.
Which he didn’t.
Either way, the portal brought him there for a reason and everyone was about to find out the exact reason why.
“Why’re you dressed like that?” You had asked him before night covered the town in the darkness, you were referring to his mismatched hoodie with a giant green swirl in the center. It contrasted greatly with everyone’s time-appropriate clothes, especially yours. He couldn’t help but notice the corset tied tightly around your middle accentuating your...assets.
“I made it why? You like it?” He smiled over at you adjusting his sleeves,
“It’s...very bright.” Karl looked a little sheepish at that response, not what he was hoping for. You seemed to catch his disappointment, “That doesn’t mean I don’t like it! Just not what I’m used to seeing. It’s very you Mr. Jacobs.”
“Good god, it’s Karl please.”
“Karl it is then.”
As night settled over the town, everyone said their goodbyes to one another, before heading off into slumber. When the morning sun arose Karl immediately knew something was off, as everyone was gathered at the fountain. Cat and Robin were standing there visibly distressed. He expressed that his husband was brutally murdered last night, even though he was blind he still knew his husband was dead. Robin was as horrified as Cat, clinging to his father figure desperately. The young woman he had met the day prior, placed her hand on Cat’s shoulder trying to provide some form of comfort and he bit back a sob.
“We have to discuss what happened,” Karl said immediately wanting to get down to business, his lips pressed into a thin line. You looked back over at him, shoulders trembling but trying to be strong for Cat and Robin. You were always close with them, Cat and his husband treated you like a daughter much like how they treated Robin as a son. Everyone moved to gather by the fire pit all speaking in hushed tones, it was Karl who stopped you,
“You’re going to be fine I promise.” He assured, taking your hands in his own, he felt you squeeze his hands back weakly. “I swear here,” Karl pulled one hand out of his grip and unthreaded the string of his hoodie, “It’ll protect you.” You flushed and Karl ate up that look, he tied the hoodie string around your neck in a little bow. “You’ll be fine,” He reassured you and your worries were eased for the night,
“Thank you, Karl.” Your dainty fingers traced the bow on your neck, “I trust you. please help our village.” When you bowed Karl felt his heart skip a beat in his chest, you were relying on him and he was going to make sure the killer was caught.
But things never went Karl’s way, not in this timeline or his own.
They had voted that you were the killer, the only two who didn’t agree with that decision were Cat and Robin themselves. Both were sobbing as you were led into the furnace, Karl was trembling like a leaf, eyes wet with tears.
“Come on now Bunny.” You smiled at him reaching your hands through the bars to cup his cheeks. “You did your best, how could you have known?”
“This isn’t right! How could anyone think it’s her? Do you have no shame!” Karl shouted all the men who voted against you looked away not able to look any of you in the eye.
Fuck, fuck I can’t fail.
“Karl.” He looked back up at you, your eyes were still shimmering, “I’ll see you in another life okay, you slid off his hoodie string and tied it around his wrist. “You did your best, thank you for being so kind to our village.”
“Karl it’s time.”
He stepped away from you with shaky steps as your button was pressed, she was out of time.
When he awoke in his library, he had it burned in his head he was going to find you. You had to be somewhere on the lands of the SMP, and he’d make sure he’d protect you in the way he couldn’t in the town that went mad. Yet he only had your personality, and your features, to go off of. Karl’s heart ached, he felt a piece of himself was missing. He had Sapnap and Quackity and he loved his fiancès, but he knew there was a hole in his heart that needed to be filled.
The second time he traveled his name was Isaac a fisherman with his friends, and they were traveling out to sea. His friends on this adventure were Benjamin, Cletus, and Charles, all descendants of his friends in the past. They stumbled across an underwater city, it was called The Lost City of Mizu. There she was again, although this time she was a hybrid seemingly half whatever Ranbob was, but still beautiful nonetheless.
Eyes a soft purple, and a tight collar was around your neck it had a green jewel in the center. Jealously bubbled inside him seeing a leash attached, he burned even more seeing that it was intertwined in Ranbobs’ hand. It was like you were some sort of animal to him. Your eyes kept flicking over to him, Ranbob followed your gaze as it landed on Isaac himself. A grin spread over his face holding out the leash towards him,
“She doesn’t bite, don’t worry. I trained her well.”
Isaac or Karl’s nose scrunched up taking the velvet leash within his hand.
“Shit man, I’m jealous!” Cletus shouted biting his lower lip, and you flushed to the tips of your pointed ears. At least Karl knew some version of Quackity had an interest in you,
“Thank you.” Your voice was a soft squeak and they all turned around to face you,
“Look at that she remembers her manners.” Ranbob praised, “Good girl!”
Isaac huffed pulling you by the leash, you stumbled forward a little, “Don’t we have a tour to get to?”
“Yes of course,” Ranbob hummed “Follow me.”
The rooms of the past made Isaac’s heartache in his chest. All his friends passed away only with these false memories in their place. That was however he got to his ‘past’ self’s room, the bed was large enough to fit four people. He couldn’t help but smile, knowing who the beds were for. When they made it to Sapnap’s room Ranbob told them how Sapnap was a pet protector and Isaac couldn’t help but let out a puff of a laugh about how wrong the stories were.
They continued their tour and came across a small room with white flowers outside the door, he noticed how you stopped outside of it. He let his comrades continue forward, as he stood with you feeling the pull on the leash.
“You alright Miss?”
“This was my descendant’s room,” With a tilt of your head Isaac’s eyes blew wide and Isaac placed a hand on the door and pushed it.
“Locked…”
“Go. I’ll distract the others.” He gave you a look and you were holding a purple and blue key within your hand.
“Thank you.” His voice was tight, so far everything stated in the rooms had been a lie but if yours was kept under lock in key maybe he could garner some information on who you are, or were. You shuffled off behind him, as he entered the room, the lighting was soft, the walls decorated with fairy lights. Bookshelves littered the room, as well as brewing stands, your bed was big and on the pillows were three wedding rings and a book. His heart leaped into his throat as he picked up the book:
‘(Y/n) (L/n) was the lover and wife of the timekeeper, fire demon, and the owner of Las Nevadas. She was strong-willed and loved with her entire being, came across the lands of the SMP and what greeted her was the welcoming arms of the fire demon himself. A weary traveler who opened his arms and home to her. From there she met his fiancès, and it was history from there.’
Karl flushed, sputtering the word wife replaying in his mind. A wide smile came across his features and he hugged the book close, he just hoped everything in the book was accurate. Maybe this is what he was meant to find on this trip, he closed his eyes and hoped when he opened them he’d be back in his library. But he wasn’t, so his time in the city wasn’t over,
“I’m sorry but this room was locked for a reason.” Ranbob hummed from the doorway, his smile was tense and you were behind him. Shaking and cowering like a leaf, was that blood dripping from your nose? His knuckles turned white against his book, “Come on we need to continue the last bit of the tour, I’ll keep her for now.”
Isaac could only nod passing you, the look that was given to him by you was one of pity, one of longing.
“Your friends are waiting.”
The end of the tour ended in fire and bloodshed, Isaac or Karl, watched as Ranbob ran a sword through your perfect dress, after you it was Charles who wound up dead, and when he woke up. He was alone in his library, shaking and clutching his chest. He picked up his book and wrote his first diary entry, he couldn’t forget you or who he was.
“Karl!” Sapnap called him the next morning over his walkie-talkie, “You gotta get over here man. There’s a darlin’ here who’s just sweet as pie you have to meet ‘er.” Soft recognizable giggles, as Sapnap used the southern drawl he was known for when flirting. (Y/n). She was here, finally, finally.
The book was right.
“Karl? Baby?”
“I-I’m here! I’m coming!”
He scooped up his belongings and practically ran to Sapnap’s location, he was right. She was even more gorgeous in this timeline, with soft eyes, flushed cheeks, and a smile that could stop time in an instant. Karl’s heart was filled with relief, “Babe! This (Y/n), ain’t she just a darlin’ peach?”
“Stop Mr. Sapnap.” You flushed, “Hello, it’s nice to meet you.” You held out your hand and Karl introduced yourself once more. Sapnap cuddled up to Karl from behind,
“Mr. Sapnap? How hot is that,” He whispered in Karls’s ear, his turn to flush.
“Karl Jacobs.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Jacobs, your fiancè has told me so much about you.”
Karl’s mind flashed back to a little town located in the middle of nowhere. He shook his head,
“Just Karl and Sapnap are fine.”
“He said you were in a polycule?”
“That I did,” Sapnap nodded much like a puppy would, “told her all about it. Said she had to meet all of you, had to get to know us all.”
“I got so nervous when he started flirting after he told me he was engaged! To two people no less I thought you were going to kill me.”
“NO! no! We’d never hurt someone as beautiful as you- I mean good looking- I mean oh honk me.” His face burned as Sapnap laughed loudly, peppering his cheek in kisses,
“Told ya he’d be fine with it darlin’.”
“Yeah but-”
“Ayeeee who’s the hot mama?”
“Big Q!” Karl chirped, shoulders relaxing as he was pulled out of Sapnap’s arms and into the loving ones of Quackity.
“Hello, mi amor!” He kissed Karl sweetly and eagerly, “Baby,~” He cooed at Sapnap blowing him a kiss. Sapnap caught it and placed it on his lips the trio almost forgot the presence of the young woman in front of them.
“Oh! This is (Y/n),” Karl introduced and you gave a polite bow,
“Oh, we’re gonna need to loosen you up cutie. One night with all of us will do the trick.” Quackity winked and you let out a flustered sound, Karl gave him a look
“I don’t- I uh- um. Thank you but I’ll have to decline for now!”
All three men looked at one another and that back at your pink cheeks and flustered expression. The three men all knew what the others were thinking without saying anything, they had a thing for corruption always have, and you were oh so innocent. Karl felt guilt at the thought of tainting you, but it was so alluring, thrilling even and it made his pants uncomfortably tight. It was having the same effect on Quackity and Sapnap, the southern fire demon was practically drooling, three feral boys and their soon to be not so innocent fourth fiancè. Mentally they all agreed on it, after all, woo you over and join in on their warmth, love, and happiness because that’s what you deserved.
“Do you have a place to stay?” Karl asked with a soft smile, “We have room for more in our town! It’s called El Rapids.”
“The town of love.” Quackity purred moving to put an arm around your shoulders, surprisingly you laughed. Quackity was good at making people feel comfortable in his presence even with all the flirting.
“Well, then I’d love to move there if you’d let me. I don’t have a place to stay yet!”
“Yes.” The three of them chirped simultaneously, “of course you’re welcome!”
“May I?” Sapnap held out his hand to tag your bag, you smiled and handed it off to him. “Can’t let a little lady carry her bags now can I?”
“Such a gentleman, thank you,” The fire demon preened at the praise and Karl snorted, his praise kink was going full force. Sapnap tilted his head hoping, no praying, that he’d get more praise out of you. “Are you always this kind?”
“Oh yeah all the time,” More nodding from Sapnap, if he had a tail it’d be wagging uncontrollably. “I’m one of the sweetest guys around here you know?”
“Bullshit.” Quackity coughed walking beside you on the otherside, “you’re a spitfire.”
“Am not!” He argued glaring at his fiancè, “they always fucking bully me darlin’ it’s so unfair.”
“Aw poor puppy.” You chirped casually, fluttering your eyelashes at the man.
The trio froze again and Sapnap’s entire face lit up red his hair caught on fire he was so flustered. You shrieked spouting apologizes jumping away from him, which made his hair burn even brighter. Horns poked from his head and his tail wrapped around your waist pulling you in, “No it’s fine! It’s fine please it happens when I’m flustered! Fire hybrid, hope that doesn’t freak you out! All of us are hybrids so-”
“Not at all!” Your face lit up and his tail noticeably tightened, “I um my dad’s a hybrid. I got all the human parts, from both my parents.” You motioned to yourself shyly, “So it’s not a problem.” Karl noticed the atmosphere relax even further, “So please be yourself around me!”
“Thank Fuck.” Quackity laughed unfurling his little, yellow duck wings stretching them wide. He loved the way your eyes lit up in awe at the sight of his wings, “You can touch ‘em if you want!” He preened with a proud smile, Sapnap growled a little now that the attention wasn’t on him.
“Can I?”
“Absolutely,” He turned around spreading his wings wide and proud. Karl watched your delicate fingers thread through Quackity’s wings, and the hybrid breathing hitched. Karl snickered softly as Quackity melted into your touch, when Quackity began to pant face going red is when Karl put a stop to it.
“I’m a bunny.” Karl chirped floppy purple ears, hanging over his shoulders, “Tail and all.”
“No way!” You gasped, “So cool!” You turned and placed your hands on his ears, rubbing them tenderly. Karl swallowed and he realized why his fiancè’s were reacting the way they were to their touch, her fingers were electrifying. His foot was thumping eagerly on the ground he could feel his fuzzy tail wiggling insanely, “what a cutie patootie!”
He felt Sapnap reach around to grab his tail and he yelped glaring over at him, he looked off to the side innocently.
Although they loved one another till the end of the earth, they still experienced jealousy now and again. Especially for a new person entering the relationship, and with one as enchanting as you friendly competition never hurt anybody.
From then on the weeks turned into months and Karl had officially asked you to be with them, he made sure everyone made it special in their ways so you knew they all were a part of it. The jealousy never fully went away, but that was to be expected, they were jealous of one another for years after they started dating one another. They all wanted their own individual time with you, so you devised a schedule. Fridays and the weekends were days for everyone, Karl got Monday, Sapnap got Wednesdays and Quackity got Thursdays. At first, there was worry that a schedule would kill the spark but it didn’t, in fact, it drew everyone closer to you as a person. So much so that they proposed to you only four months of knowing you, they were never the type to wait for things they wanted.
Karl got to ask you first. He proposed with a silver ring with an amethyst gem, and when you saw it tears sprouted in your eyes. He kissed you first when you said yes, hands wrapping tight around your waist, squeezing your sides teasingly. You giggled, oh that sweet sound, and you kissed his freckled nose, his fluffy tail was wiggling rapidly behind him. Eyes alight you squeezed it in a way Sapnap did when you all first met, he flushed to the tips of his ears a weak pant coming out of his mouth.
“Aw Bunny…” You cooed with an innocent head tilt,
“Careful sweetie, those words are gonna get you in trouble.” Karl let out a needy whine as he felt your fingers run through the sensitive fur there,
“Oh is it?” You purred kissing and nipping down his neck, tongue lapping softly at his sensitive skin.
“F-f-hmm.” His tongue shamefully rolled out the side of his mouth, slipping Jacobs your slipping. You promised the others...“Sweetie this feels beyond good…” He keened leaning into your touches, as you bit down harshly on his neck. “Gotta wait for Sap and Big Q!~” He fell into you completely, hearing loud footsteps coming up behind the two of you. Karl flinched feeling Quackity push up behind him, and Sapnap wrapped his hands around your waist.
“You'd show your bad side without us darlin’ not cool. We were waiting outside all nice n’ pretty for you, so we could propose.” Sapnap tutted always being the man in control pressed up against you close. A tender whine slipped from your mouth as Quackity pulled Karl away,
“He’s right mi alma,” Quackity pulled out a ring, Karl shuddering in his hold, already slipping into a submissive state. “We had an entire speech planned out, but here you were without us. Have a good time all on your own? Without the other two of us? Bet you were real happy huh Bunny?” Quackity’s hand traveled down the front of his chest, and Karl mewled helplessly. Eyes training back over to you, he saw you were in the same compromising position that he was in. Eyes blew wide, as Sapnap whispered in your ear, oh how Karl wished he could hear what he was saying. “Sapnap!” Quackity chirped, he tossed his ring to the demon who caught it with ease. “Slip it on her I have a needy bunny who needs some attention.”
“My pleasure.” Sapnap purred, “May I Peaches?”
“P-please.” You whimpered, his tail poking and prodding at your lower half, “Yes I wanna marry you all so bad.” The cold metal slipped on your hands and Sapnap held them up to your face so you could look. Quackity’s ring was a dark black almost like it was made of pure obsidian, in the middle was a beautiful golden gemstone, which contrasted Sapnap’s nicely. His looked like it was forged in fire, brilliant reds and yellows flickered through the dainty ring. The gem he chose was a simple and elegant diamond and you couldn’t love it more. Karl watched pupils blown wide as Sapnap adjusted his grip on you so you were fully leaning against his body,
“What do you say we all celebrate huh?” Sapnap purred nuzzling his head against the soft skin of your cheek, his hair wasn’t fully aflame, but it sure was warm and it was a nice contrast to your forever chilled skin. Karl felt himself whine loud and yearning, his head bobbing eagerly, Quackity laughed peppering his cheeks with kisses wrapping his yellow wings around his body protectively.
“Well, Karl definitely is down.” Quackity snorted, “but when isn’t he hm?” Karl flushed and huffed,
“Not funny-!” Karl squeaked as Quackity pulled on one of his long floppy ears, when had they appeared?
“Be a good boy today yeah, it’s not about you, you today mi amor.” Quackity cooed at Karl who huffed,
“I know.” Quackity dainty shoved Karl into your arms and right into your chest, he smiled lazily up at you. Eyes half-lidded lashes fluttering “Hi angel,” he purred burying his head in between your chest.
“H-hey.” You smiled back, but your eyes rolled as Sapnap bit down harshly in between your shoulder blade and your neck. The sweetest moan fell from your lips wrapping around the trio’s mind like sticky, honey. Karl couldn’t help but capture your lips within his own, cupping your cheeks tenderly. He contrasted with the fire from Sapnap with his own kiss that was sweet and gentle. He hoped to make your head absolutely fuzzy, and Quackity cooed sweet nothings in his ear. Your one hand curled in Quackity’s wings and it was his turn to let out a breathtaking moan, body shuddering against Karl’s.
Karl woke up on the grounds of a mansion, dirt, and grass beneath his overly sensitive skin. He hissed through his teeth. They had such a wonderful night with his fiancès and he flushed just thinking about your supple skin beneath his fingers. Listening to your breathless moans as they took turns making you come apart on them allowing yourself to become vulnerable for them. Falling asleep in between you, Sapnap, and Quackity feeling safe and protected. He tugged on the collar of his suit, trying to stop the burning heat in between his legs, “Honk me. What a time to time travel.” All he wanted was to wake up in your arms, it pissed him off that he wouldn’t be able to experience that feeling. He stood up dusting off his pants, he was in a rather formal suit and had a mask on his face. Karl sighed toughing lightly at his neck he hoped his hickeys weren’t visible and his collar covered most of the marks made by his lovers.
Karl walked up to the doors of the mansion and knocked on the large doors before him. They opened with a creak and he was met with a meek-looking butler who answered the door. Behind him was some who looked very similar to Technoblade, with long pink hair that trailed down his shoulders. The mask was elegant on his face, as he gave his head a small tilt to his side before speaking,
“Guest’s aren’t supposed to come for another hour? I’m sir Billiam and you are?”
“Karl Jacobs! Nice to meet you,” A smile spread across his face feeling the buzzing in his skin from time traveling.
“Are you rich?”
“Uh-I’m a twitch streamer!”
“Oh! Then welcome! You’re rich, rich! Do you want a tour of my glorious estate?”
“I’d love one!” Karl exclaimed as Sir Billiam began to lead him around his mansion, it was quite extravagant and Karl couldn’t help but be impressed. Billiam was about to offer him some wine in the ballroom when they were alerted that the other guests were arriving for the party. His face lit up in excitement as he followed Billiam and the Butler back to the entrance hall. The first to arrive was a frail man named Oliver, there wasn’t much to say about him especially because Lord Billiam seemed to have some distaste for the man. After he arrived a man who introduced himself as Lord Sebastian entered, Sir Billiam treated him like an old friend. After that arrived the most stunning man Karl had ever seen, he knew why too, James bared a striking resemblance to Sapnap. He seemed remorseful and sad, as he requested drinks from the butler. Lord Billiam asked about his wife and Karl’s face fell significantly, settling into one of a pout. James looked over at him and he flushed a soft pink,
“Divorced. She took the kids,” His voice was tight and Karl placed a kind hand on his shoulder.
“I’m so sorry.”
“You’re...hard to talk to.” Billiam’s nose scrunched up as James’s frown only deepened, however, all heads turned to the next two guests to arrive two stunningly gorgeous women. One clad in a beautiful mint green dress the other in lavender. Billiam went to talk to the female known as Lyaria, they seemed close but it was the other woman who captured James and his attention. Karl knew right away it was some version of (Y/n), the kind eyes were hard to miss, and those tits. It seemed James had the same reaction because he couldn’t take his eyes off the woman’s low-cut dress. Neither Lyaria nor Billiam seemed to be interested in her so Karl moved to greet her.
“Hello, I’m Karl, a pleasure to meet you, miss.” He bowed taking her hand and laying a kiss on it.
“Hello, it’s a pleasure to meet you too Sir.” You smiled, tilting your head to the side, “I’m a good friend of Lyaria’s. She likes to have a friend at these things, makes her loosen up, I’m afraid I’m not very wealthy.”
“Oh I don’t care about frivolous things like that,” Karl hummed motioning for James to come over. He blushed looking surprised, he walked over slowly “This is James a friend of mine.”
“Er...hello, it’s a pleasure. You look stunning,” James’s eyes lit up watching you blush bright red.
“Thank you.” You brushed a stray hair behind his ear, Karl smiled at the sight. If he couldn’t be with the both of you in this world he might as well try to set the both of you up. Neither one of his fiancès deserved to be left alone.
“Let me grab us drinks.” Karl winked at James who turned pink himself before scurrying off, he didn’t get far however because he was stopped by the next guest.
Drew. P. Weiner.
He sighed tersely, the man was a nudist and by the look on everyone’s face, he was not invited to this gathering. Karl caught James covering your horrified eyes as Billiam gave Drew an earful but he ended up deciding to stay. From then on the party went on without a hitch, they drank and played some games until Karl grew bored of the mundane partying.
He wouldn’t have to worry about that much longer because thunder cracked and the lights went out.
The first murder had been committed.
Karl was thankful it wasn’t James or (Y/n). In fact, she was clinging tightly to his arm and he looked like he’d give his life to keep her safe. No matter the era or timeline Sapnap was still Sapnap, and he’d protect his loved ones until the end. The victim ended up being Drew and the party erupted into chaos, everyone accusing everyone it was a bloodbath and a verbal assault. It was only when the lights when out again that everyone scattered, the lights came back on and Lyaria, as well as Oliver, was missing.
“Lyaria!” (Y/n) screamed disappearing from James’s side,
“Hold on sugar!” James called dashing after her, the only heard in the next moment was the sound of a devastating wail. Karl was next on the scene, only to see (Y/n) on her knees sobbing violently into James’s shoulder. “It’s alright, shhh...shhh,” He tried to soothe running his hands through her hair.
But there was no mistaking it Lyaria was dead.
The next to go was Sebastian, the alcoholic who didn’t stand a chance.
Then it was (Y/n).
James took her death the hardest, cursing himself for letting her out of his sight. Her blood pooled around her head like a halo, eyes bloodshot and open wide. “I didn’t even know she wasn’t by my side...Fuck. Fuck!” James cussed kneeling down beside the woman he’d grown to care for in such a short amount of time. Karl looked away and swallowed thickly, trying to remember what his (Y/n) looked like.
He found her face hard to grasp and that scared him. He just met her he couldn’t be losing her yet!
The rest of the night was a blur, James was gone then Oliver, then he himself was sacrificed to the egg of all things. He woke up gasping for breath in the middle of his library holding the area that was sliced by Sir. Billiam’s blade. Eyes unfocused as he grabbed his book writing down all he could remember about the murderous masquerade and the two beautiful people who lost their lives that night.
“Karl?” A voice called from behind him, it was soft but he didn’t recognize it fully, all he knew was that no one was supposed to be down here. “Bunny are you alright? Sap told me not to bother you down here but you’ve been gone for days.” He turned to face the woman before him, with kind yet worried eyes, like (Y/n) from the masquerade. Karl hissed pressing his hands against his head, “Karl!” You called aloud coming beside him to hold him up, “What’s wrong?”
“I’m sorry-”
“Shh don’t apologize, SAPNAP!”
“Who are you?”
“What?” God, don’t look at him like that, he hated the way his heart twisted seeing your crestfallen expression and he didn’t know why. “It’s (Y/n) your fiancè see?” The quiver in your voice as you held up your hand, he took it and examined it slowly. “Please…”
“I-I’m sorry.” He winced, “I only have three- no- no don’t cry hey!” Fat tears began to pour out of her eyes like a fountain the woman’s cheeks in front of him, her shoulders shaking. “Come here I’ll get this sorted okay?” He smiled a weary smile pulled her into a hug, he felt her nails dig into his back and her sobbing only got worse. “I promise!”
“Darlin’? Karl?!” Sapnap slid down the ladder, “What’s wrong? Are either of you hurt?”
“I’m fine Panda. She’s confused though,” Karl pulled away refusing to meet your puffy eyes. “She thinks we’re engaged and-”
“We are Karl.” Sapnap said through a shaky voice, “This is (Y/n) our fourth lover. My little darlin’, Quackity’s soul and your angel.”
“But I would’ve remembered-”
“It’s okay, puppy.” You laughed, it was shaky and wet, they both looked at you pityingly, “Maybe it’s for the best. Just for a little so you can get better.” She smiled at Karl, so tenderly and sweet he felt the urge to tell you not to go.
“Darlin’ I’m not so sure that’s a good idea. Wouldn’t you being around help him with his memory?” Sapnap argued, you leaned against his broad chest whispering something in his ear. He frowned, “you know that’s not true. Darlin-” More hushed whispers that made Karl’s nose scrunch up, “Fine. alright, but you better call me every day. So the both of us can talk to you.”
“Okay,” Sapnap helped you to your feet and you smiled at Karl, “Bunny- um Karl...I’m sorry if I scared you. I hope in time you’ll remember me, Sapnap and Quackity are going to help you with that.”
“I’m sorry- I’ll try really I will.”
But if you were that important he wouldn’t just forget you? Would he?
“I know. You’re the hardest working man I’ve ever known.” Your hand twitched moving to spin the rings around your finger. You were right, the one he gave you matched the one’s he gave to Sapnap and…
He blinked.
Quackity.
That’s right…
“I’ll be right back.” Sapnap assured Karl, “don’t go anywhere.” Karl watch you ascend the stairs with his fiancè out of sight and he couldn’t help but wonder if his memory really was getting worse.
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“Sugar do you really have to go? What if his memory only gets worse instead of better?”
“You saw him down there Puppy,” Your brow furrowed cupping his cheek, hand gently running over his scruff. “He’s sick, I don’t want to stress him out further by sleeping in our bed, a bed he doesn’t remember I share with him. By being such a constant, it could rewind progress...we just take it a day at a time. Plus.” You stood on your toes to peck his lips, “you’ll be there to make sure he doesn’t fully forget me right?”
“Of course I will. I promise.”
“I know you do baby. I believe in you, plus you’ll have Duckie.”
“Where will you go?”
“Not far I promise. I’ll message you on the walkie-talkie once I’ve settled,”
“I love you.”
“I love you too.” You kissed him again, hands moving to curl in his hair, as his tail tightened around your waist. It didn’t want to let you go either it seemed, you gently pulled on his horns and he snarled, hair sparking and popping.
“Fuck darlin’.” He said in the thickest southern accent you’ve ever heard come out of a man’s mouth. “You know thems fightin’ words, am I gonna have to teach you a lesson?”
“Not with Karl as sick as he is, big guy. He needs you.” You giggled as he groaned against your neck,
“Just one? For the road?”
“Make it snappy.”
“It’s in my name sweetheart.” He bit down on the sensitive spot between your neck and shoulder one that made you keen and back arch against him. He worked his tongue and teeth into the spot leaving a tender purple mark in its place. “That’ll stay for a few days. Now shoo lil’ Darlin’ make sure you call me when you’re safe.” The cowboy left you with legs of jello and you huffed softly as he waved goodbye over his shoulder. Your fingers traced the mark on your neck, knowing the mark will last for weeks, warding off any lesser demons who came sniffing around you.
You left El Rapids and your fiancès behind, for now, you decided to take up space in a little wooded area where you knew you’d be safe. Sapnap was relieved when you messaged him saying you found a safe area to settle down. It was small but it was what you considered home, for now, hopefully, it wouldn’t be permanent and Karl would come back to his senses sooner rather than later. Unfortunately for you, life doesn’t work out that way it had been months and your contact with Karl lessened and lessened. It wasn’t because you didn’t try, and it wasn’t because Sapnap was pushing you away, it was because his memory was only getting worse with each passing day.
Sapnap had hinted at it over your fleeting conversations, he told you Karl’s still wearing your ring to him but doesn’t know why. He remembers you, the girl in his library who was his fourth fiancè and he feels bad he can’t grasp you within his mind. Sapnap told you that Karl stated, “You were like a fleeting memory he just couldn’t seem to place.” You went to bed sobbing that night, cold, miserable, and alone.
Waking up in the middle of the night to loud, frantic banging on your porch was not how you wanted to wake up. You stilled, the only people who knew where you lived were your fiancès. Grabbing your robe and slippers you rushed to the door, you undid the deadbolt opening your door just a crack. You saw Quackity, holding the entire right side of his face, it was gushing blood. Ruby droplets spilled over his fingers and he was cursing and muttering to himself in Spanish.
You never opened a door faster in your life.
“Duckie? Oh my god, what happened?” You fretted pulling him inside and sitting him in a chair, once in your arms he seemed to relax. Snapping in and out of consciousness, you slowly peeled his hand away from his face and gasped in horror. His eye was missing, a hollow void was left where his eye should have been, instead it was all socket. You swallowed your vomit and trailed the bloody wounds down to his lower lip, one of his teeth was knocked clean out. “My poor baby…hold on it’ll be okay I promise.” You swore, placing a shaky kiss on his forehead,
“Mi alma...mi alma…” He breathed through pained breaths, reaching out and grabbing your sleeve.
“I’m here love. Always here, I promise.” You kissed his knuckled, “Let me heal you the best I can. Please.”
When you found out who did this to him you’d kill them.
“Don’t leave…” He whined,
“I’ll be back in no less than a moment.” He reluctantly let your hand drop, and you came back, golden apples and healing potions in your hands. You helped him drink and eat, the process was slow but the bleeding eventually stopped completely. What was left behind was a jagged scar that you carefully wrapped in bandages, just to stop any sort of infection. You’d have to get him to a serious healer after he was feeling better. “Let me call Sap and Karl, they need to know-”
“No.”
“Duckie-”
“I said no (Y/n).” You flinched and his face fell, his wings unraveling behind him, “I’m sorry, I know you’re scared. I...Karl’s forgetting me, they started a new kingdom without me, called it fucking Kinoko Kingdom. Forgot all about El Rapids, they said fuck me.”
“Slow down what’s, what kingdom? I’ve been talking with Sapnap and he never-”
“Fuck they left you out too then huh? The pricks.” He growled tossing the rings onto the floor, well all except yours of course.
“Q!” You picked them up cupping them in your palms, “we should hear them out at least-”
“No.” He laughed deep and bitter, “No I’m done with that hearing out shit, I have a plan.” He looked up at you with his one fuzzy eye, you swallowed,
“Baby you need rest.” He huffed at you, as you helped him to his feet, “Please rest…”
“Karl won’t even recognize me…” He slurred, eye dropping closed, his lashes fluttering, you laid him down on your bed. You removed his beanie and kissed the top of his head,
“We’ll get through it Quackity...I promise.” You whispered as he finally fell asleep, your gaze drifted over to your walkie-talkie. Maybe Quackity was right, leave the two of them alone until Karl is ready, ready to remember if that time ever came. You looked at the rings that were still in your hand, Quackity’s rings, you’d keep them safe until you all were together again.
That night you lucid dream, you never dreamed let alone had a lucid one.
But that night you did.
It felt so real when you woke up feeling the soft moss beneath your hands. You were in a garden outside a beautiful casino, mushrooms popping up all around you. It was beautiful as you stood up, you had a small swell in your stomach. You swore you could feel the presence of a baby growing inside there, your nose scrunched up at the thought.
Ah, it’d be one of those dreams.
“Angel?” Karl’s voice broke the atmosphere and you turned to face him, he looked older, eyes full of love and admiration. He remembered you and you let out a small breathy laugh, “It’s good to see you.” You felt like there was a hidden meaning behind the words, like you both were on the edge of saying something but neither of you were willing to say it. “Everyone’s inside, are you coming? Sapnap cooked dinner for us, only a little burnt I met him on my way out.”
“Yes. Of course,” You laughed whipping away an escaped tear.
“Why’s mama crying?” Two heads popped out from behind Karl and he tensed a little, two boys no older than twelve. One with jet black hair and little duck wings, but your own shining eyes and smile. The other had two tiny horns poking out of his messy mop of hair, it was a perfect combination between you and the fire demon hybrid. One eye was a sharp brown and the other a soft (e/c), the tail he had was curled around Karl’s leg.
“It’s probably hormones dumbass.” The fire child spoke, a spitfire just like his father you couldn’t help the quiet, ‘language’ that came from your mouth. He huffed at you, “am I, wrong dad?” He looked up at Karl, “Cause of our sister?”
“Most likely.” Karl hummed shooting you a wink that flushed your cheeks scarlet, almost as if he was questioning if he was the cause of the so-called sister the boys were talking about. “Now you boys run along, to your papa. He should be flying over any minute now from the casino.”
Their faces lit up in excited smiles, ready as ever to see their other parental figure. “Race you, Theo.” The fire demon child mused eyes shining mischievously, “if I win I get your dessert tonight!”
“What! Absolutely not, that’s not fair! You’re way faster than me!”
“Sucks to suck.” The fire demon had already taken off leaving a trail of smoke and fire behind him, you laughed at your other son’s flabbergasted expression.
“ACE! GET BACK HERE!”
His baby wings puffed up as he spirited after his brother, Karl looked over at you and held out his hand. You took it and he squeezed it, “I don’t know how I ever forgot you…” He whispered throat tight, it was almost like he was remembering you at that exact moment.
“You remembered eventually,” The words felt so natural on your tongue as you kissed his cheek tenderly. “And I love you so, so much. I love our baby so much,” Your eyes took a tender look to them. “I’ll always wait for you as long as it takes, now what’s Sap cooking? It smells delicious.” Your chirped dragging Karl to the dining room, he laughed softly.
Time travel was a tricky business. It worked in mysterious ways, was it possible two people could time travel at once without realizing it. Wake up in bodies much older than their own only to be sent back when they awoke like it was all a dream. One, a young lady, who woke up sobbing into the chest of her wounded fiancè. The other, the man woke up sweating, and alone, moonlight peaking through the cracks of his shades. The only memories swimming through his head were those of his female fiancè and the love he felt for her and how fast he let her slip through his fingers.
Time travel was a tricky business.
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Just The Two Of Us [C! Tommyinnit x GN! Reader]
FLUFF TO ANGST (PLATONIC)
WARNINGS: Mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, character death, cursing
Reader pronouns: They/them
A/N: Hi, this is my first DSMP fanfic so uhh I hope u enjoy lmao. There might be grammatical errors so pls do not mind it :D
ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ∣ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ
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[Y/N] already lost count of all the pranks and chaos they made with Tommy. They didn't like causing havoc or pulling pranks on people but if Tommy asked them to tag along, they would. Tommy is their best friend after all. Plus, where's the fun in life without a little risk?
[Y/N] was just at their Cottage house, peacefully making the potions that Quackity ordered just hours ago. Since [Y/N] is a skilled witch, it was no shock when they owned a Potions business. Everyone in the SMP server knows about this and they usually come and buy their potions.
They were about to finish the last set of potions that Quackity ordered until they ran out of ingredients. "Dammit." [Y/N] muttered under their breath. They turned around and immediately went to find if they have any stock ingredients in their barrels or chests.
When they saw no stock ingredients, [Y/N] sighed and decided to do some last minute ingredients grinding. It was until they opened the door and saw Tommy standing in front of their house door.
[Y/N] knew that his presence is no good because that motherfucker is grinning ear to ear. They playfully groaned and asked, "What is it this time child?"
"Hey, I told you not to call me a child anymore!" Tommy suddenly protested, feeling insulted but went back to his sly grin and said, "Let's prank Skeppy and Bad."
"That's a horrible idea."
"Come on, bitch. It'll be fun."
And they did come with Tommy. A couple hours had passed and [Y/N] had already forgotten about the ingredients they were gonna get for Quackity's potions. Tommy said that Big Q's order can wait but the prank can't.
It wasn't long after Bad and Skeppy saw the two teenagers doing their little harmless prank on them.
[Y/N] caught sight of the two and immediately tugged on Tommy's shirt. "Fuck, Tommy we gotta go."
Tommy, unfazed and still focused on the prank, said, "Just a little longer."
[Y/N] nudged Tommy's side using her elbows as the two teenagers can now hear Skeppy and Bad's incoherent yelling drawing closer and closer to them.
"RUN!" [Y/N] yelled as they both left the things they used to try to prank BBH and Skeppy.
The two let out a laugh as they ran away. Tommy constantly turned his head back to see if Skeppy and Bad are still after them.
[Y/N] and Tommy continued to run even though Bad and Skeppy stopped coming after them. It wasn't until the two teenagers finally stopped running so that they could catch their breath.
"What now?" [Y/N] gasped, who is still out of breath from both running and laughing at the same time. They looked at Tommy.
Tommy grinned again and then grabbed their arm, "I have something pog to show you."
[Y/N] didn't question Tommy and just let him drag them to a mountain.
Once they have reached the destination, [Y/N] let out a 'wow'. The view is breathtaking and it is very peaceful. The mountain isn't that very far from the SMP but it looks like very few have come across this part.
"So, what do you think?" Tommy asked, looking at the view. The view consists of the calming ocean waves and a peaceful sunsetting with birds passing by.
[Y/N] turned to Tommy and smiled, "This could be our secret spot." They slowly walked towards the edge of the mountain cliff but were immediately stopped by Tommy.
"Oh, [Y/N] wait. Be careful, the edge of the cliff looks really faulty." Tommy warned.
[Y/N] immediately stepped back a little and took note of what Tommy said. But, they were still curious and looked down at the edge of the cliff, only to see the water from below.
If someone would fall from this cliff and took a heavy impact on the water, that person wouldn't survive due to how high the mountain cliff is.
[Y/N] then proposed, "You know, when things are stressful and stuff. We can just go here, sit in silence and look at the view as the wind or the waves takes away our problems for a while."
"Just the two of us." The blonde haired lad said and then they both stood in silence, admiring the view and beauty of the server.
Oh, if only you could turn back in time and relive this memory. If only things are still the same the way it was before.
It's been so long since [Y/N] had fun and peace. Probably so many months since Tommy first showed them their secret mountain hangout area.
[Y/N] currently stood still, gazing at the view that was once calm and peaceful but was now replaced with sounds of flying TNTs, fireworks and screams from the background.
They were in no state of mind as of the moment. They don't even know what to do anymore. A lot has changed ever since the wars, the exilation of Tommy.
[Y/N] sniffed, wiping their tears using their now mangy sleeves caused by the current chaotic event. They continued to stare at the ocean, a potion of poison glistening in their hands.
[Y/N] looked at the Potion of Poison that they were holding and pondered whether to drink it or not.
Maybe it's best to end it once and for all. They don't have anywhere to go anyways. They don't have any friends or family to turn back to since everyone is against them or thought badly of them now.
[Y/N] can't even go back to L’manberg as well since they're now a wanted criminal for breaking the laws and escaping from their house since they're supposed to be on house arrest for the crimes they didn't even do.
They opened the cork of the potion, but they didn't drink it yet. They let their mind wander for a while and process everything that has happened.
Maybe Dream was right. Maybe the people they loved never even cared for them at all. Maybe it was all just a lie. Maybe—
"[Y/N]." A familiar voice that they haven't heard in a while.
It was windy. The cool breeze of air touched their skins. But along with the wind, there are particles of TNT or fireworks dusts.
The [H/C] haired person turned around and saw their best friend for the first time in months.
"Tommy." [Y/N] replied. Their voice were hoarse and dry. "What are you- What are you doing here?"
"I could ask you the same thing." Tommy glared at them.
[Y/N] quietly groaned, closed their eyes for a while and pinched their nose bridge, still holding the potion on their other hand. "So, you believe all that shit?"
"Enough for me to believe the fact you tried to murder Tubbo, burn my invites and team up with Dream."
Tommy added, "Maybe they were right about you. You're Dream's sibling after all."
[Y/N] scoffed and threw their available hand around the air, "He may be my sibling, but we are never alike."
"Why, [Y/N]? Why did you do it?" Tommy asked, hands gripping tighter on his sword. "Did Dream finally get into your head for you to commit these crimes? Or did you just do it because it's in your blood?"
"You don't know a thing that happened," [Y/N] harshly spit back, completely trying to avoid the topic of Dream. "Of course you don't. You were exiled."
Tommy never understood why. Why had they turned like this? He felt rage and betrayal. During his exiled time, Tommy thought that they were gonna be that one person who would try to find him. Comfort him or even send him secret coded messages. But no, he received nothing.
It hurts. Hurts like hell to know your best friend turned their back on everyone. A best friend that he has known for years. A part of him wants to believe they didn't do it but the proofs are enough for him to believe it was really them.
"Well, you really can't blame me can you? You can only blame yourself," [Y/N] said. "This all started because of you and your stupid discs. All you ever care about is the FUCKING DISCS. Wars started, lives were lost, relationships were destroyed, all just because of those discs."
They had never done this before. This was their first time just being angry and shouting at each other. Although this might be new to each other, it was obvious that they have been bottling up their emotions way too long.
"You know what?! Things would be so much better if only you didn't exist." Tommy instantly regretted what he said as soon as he saw a potion glisten from [Y/N]'s hands.
He may not be an expert but he knew well enough of the potions due to him hanging out too much with them before. "What are you doing?" Tommy immediately asked. "Is that a potion of poison?"
"Nothing for you to care about." [Y/N] turned back towards the cliff and stared at the view once again.
"Just the two of us again here, huh?" They said as they pulled the potion towards their mouth, just inches away from the lips now until Tommy hurriedly ran towards [Y/N] and tackled them.
"What are you, an idiot?!" Tommy scolded as they both fought each other while trying not to fall from the cliff. He tried to pull the potion of poison away but it was hard since they kept gripping on it.
It wasn't until Tommy was finally able to remove the potion from [Y/N]'s grasps. He threw the potion far away as it got smashed on the ground.
The two of them were too busy fighting over the potion to notice that one of them is now standing on the faulty edge of the cliff.
[Y/N] was on the edge of the cliff and accidentally backed away from Tommy, thinking there was still space. A loud shriek came out of their mouth.
Tommy immediately ran towards the edge, scrambled on his feet and looked down. Luckily, [Y/N] was able to hold onto the edge but their hands are shaky and tired from all the things that just happened.
"I got you, I got you." Tommy frantically muttered, his breath increasing as to not knowing what will happen next.
[Y/N] grip is slowly failing. Once their hands slipped, Tommy instantly grabbed their hands and tried to pull them back up. But, he too was tired from everything that has been happening.
He tried to pull them up again but it was no use. Stress was adding up even more the moment they both felt the edge of the cliff shaking once more.
Tommy can't do it anymore. So, he let out all the tears he's been trying to fight back.
"It's gonna be okay, Tommy. Let me go."
The blonde haired teen's eyes widened at [Y/N]'s statement. He can't do it. He can't bear to lose another loved one in his life.
"I can't lose you too, [N/N]." Tommy croaked.
The two might've fought just minutes ago but this is now a life and death situation. Problems and angst aside, they still care for each other.
"You already did." Tommy's eyes widened in confusion and sadness. [Y/N] forced their hand to slip from his as Tommy tried to tighten it even more. [Y/N] had a few energies remaining, so they used it to push themselves off the cliff with their foot, making Tommy let go.
For Tommy, everything is going so fast that his mind almost stopped working.
But everything was in slow motion for [Y/N]. The fresh wind was so refreshing, almost making them forget what is currently happening to them.
They closed their eyes, not wanting to see anymore reactions from Tommy. This is their end. This was meant to be.
The moment [Y/N] chose to fall out from Tommy's grip, the blonde panicked and set aside all items he had with him. Without thinking properly, he lunged himself off the cliff. The only goal he had in mind was to save [Y/N] before it's too late.
But he was, indeed, late.
Everyone's communicator beeped. They all took at least some time to look at what the message could be on the communicator. As soon as everyone read the 2 words, their jaws dropped.
[Y/N] drowned.
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