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lilywastaken · 1 year
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⇝ MORNINGS.
CC!DreamWasTaken x Fem!Reader
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SUMMARY: mornings with your boyfriend are always heavenly.
WARNINGS: Fluff, very suggestive at the end!!
A/N: Quick small blurb for one of my favourite boys!! <33. Thank you all for the love on my last post, it's appreciated a lot!!!
WORD COUNT: 622.
MASTERLIST.
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Waking up alongside your boyfriend always felt heavenly.
His warm hands would always trace lines on your waist and stomach, his stubble would scratch against your cheek as he murmured in his sleep, his phone's alarm and Nick's offers for breakfast well abandoned in the background.
“G'mornin’...”
Oh, and his morning voice, it sent pleasurable shivers down your spine.
"Good morning, Clay."
You greeted, turning around so you were face to face with your boyfriend, your hand coming up to brush some of the curly strands of his hair out of the way of his pretty eyes.
"You sleep well?" His arm came down to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer to him so your chests were pressed together, his warm breath fanning on your face.
"Mhm… still a bit sleepy… Was awake for a while waiting for you."
His face slightly dropped, shifting in place so he was lying on his back, his arm dragging you with him so your head was resting against his chest, allowing you to trace random figures into his freckled skin.
"I'm sorry. George had this video he needed editing, a-and then patches vomited all over Nick's hoodie, and th-" Clay started to ramble, his free arm flailing around as he tried to get his point across, clearly feeling bad that he had spent so much time at his computer rather than in bed with you.
"It's fine, I'm glad you got some sleep, at least." You interrupted him with a soft smile, reaching for his face and pulling him towards you to meet him in a quick kiss.
"Still… I'm sorryyy…" He whined, turning his head towards you with one of his stupid pouts, causing you to giggle and shove his face away with your hand and a roll of your eyes.
"I said it's fine. Stop apologising."
You insisted, slapping at his chest playfully (which caused him to grab at the spot you had hit and dramatically cry out in pain.) and leaned up on your elbow, the bed covers slipping down your body to reveal your naked front, his eyes bulging out of his head comically at the sight of you.
"Uh… I just… Feel like there's a lot of room left for apologising, you know?" He murmured, his fingers running up and down your spine as he tried to tear away his gaze from your chest, his cheeks dusting pink and pink lips parted in awe as he watched you like a hawk.
"Is that so?" You rebutted with a raised eyebrow and a lopsided smile, watching him nod his head slowly before raising his eyes to look at you.
"Mhm… Just- Just lie down for me, okay? Let me do the work…"
Clay said, his voice still rough from sleep yet it had an underlying tone you couldn't put your finger on.
"I'm still tired, though…" You said teasingly, raising your hand to cup his cheek as he moved you both, his hands coming to rest next to your head so he was caging you in, the sunlight coming in from outside hitting his side, making him look something akin to a god, ready to serve and please you.
"I'll take care of you… don't worry." He said softly, nuzzling his face into your hand, making you giggle at the feeling of his stubble scratching against your palm.
"If you insist~" You said with a smile, making Clay chuckle roughly as he started to press sloppy kisses with a smirk from your neck to your exposed stomach, never breaking eye contact with you.
"Oh, I do." He rumbled as he reached your pyjama bottoms, pulling them down carefully and starting his attack on your soft thighs before reaching his prize.
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prettytoxicrevolver · 4 months
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Five scenario with a plot for Dream?
5. I’m shopping for Christmas decorations with my friend, but neither of us can reach the top shelf, so they asked you for help and now i’m nervous because you’re really cute
“Do we want a real tree or a fake tree?” you ask your roommate as you continue to push the red target cart around the decoration aisles.
“Fake?” she asks and you wrinkle your nose at the suggestion.
“What if we stop living together? Who gets the tree then?” you supply your questions to her and she shakes her head.
“Let’s look at ornaments,” she suggests instead.
The two of you round the aisle to the ornament section and browse both the individual ones and the aesthetically matched packaged ones.
“Ooh look at those!” you say, pointing at the mix of pink ornaments packaged together sitting on the top shelf.
“Those are so cute oh my god,” your best friend gushes.
Being the taller of the two of you, you climb onto the bottom shelf and reach up, extending your arm fully and standing on your tiptoes but still failing to even graze the top shelf. Your best friend laughs, doubling over when you try and jump to reach the box but fail even harder.
“I’m going to get help,” she says, shaking her head and walking away.
You go back to looking at the individual ornaments and it only takes a few minutes before your roommate comes back. You turn to smile at the worker when you see a random boy standing there instead.
You’re taken aback but most by the fact that he’s cute. Like, really cute.
He’s easily a foot taller than both you and your friend, shaggy dirty blonde hair falls over the brightest eyes you had ever seen and you feel yourself flush from head to toe when his eyes land on you.
“Which one is it?” the boy asks, turning his full attention towards you.
“C-cute,” you stutter out and your best friend lets out a quick laugh before slapping her hand over her mouth. The boy grins widely at you and you try your best to melt in a puddle and float away from the situation.
“Fuck I mean,” you say turning back towards the ornaments. “The pink ones on the top shelf.”
You step back and point and the boy nods, reaching up to the top shelf and snatching the box off and placing it into your cart.
“Anything else?” he asks.
“Your number for my friend?” your best friend asks and you choke on her words.
“No no,” you say, grabbing her arm and pulling her behind you before she can say anything else incredibly embarrassing. “Thank you.”
“Anytime,” he says, throwing you a wink and you smile and offer an awkward wave, more laughter sounding from behind you.
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sabinanotfound · 2 years
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x and y
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pairing: dreamwastaken x reader
cw: none
a/n: I love school aus bro. MASTERLIST
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"and when you subtract 5 from y and add it to x, you find the answer. it's b." you explained while occasionally pointing your finger here and there to help dream follow up. to be honest, this wasn't a normal saturday evenin"and when you subtract 5 from y and add it to x, you find the answer. it's b." you explained while occasionally pointing your finger here and there to help dream follow up. 
to be honest, this wasn't a normal saturday evening: sitting with the school's most popular boy in his room at 12 at night just to help him with algebra.
you never spoke to dream before until about a few weeks ago when he asked you to start tutoring him. you couldn’t turn the offer down because first of all, you had nothing better to do and second, well because it was dream.
while dream was busy digesting the information you had just told him, you looked around his spacious room. it was minimalistic, which you liked, but it was a perfect mirror of dream's character. Photos, posters, all that stuff. 
"it's getting late." dream spoke up and only then did you realise that he was looking at you this whole time. you nodded, slowly rising from your seat and starting to gather your stuff but a firm, gentle hand on your shoulder stopped you.
"it's too late for you to go home right now. i would love to drop you off but my car has broken down, unfortunately." he explained.
"it's okay, i will walk." you said, although already dreading that long ass walk you'd have to take. there were no buses going to your area at this hour.
dream raised an eyebrow at you, his gaze saying you were stupid even for suggesting such a thing.
"no. you're staying over, y/n. how am i supposed to let you walk?" you felt a little small under his serious gaze and you hestitantly nodded.
"i guess that is the only option... thank you so much for having me." dream shushed you with a finger to your lips (a contact that made you just a little bit flustered).
dream was a very nice host, you'd had to admit. he gave you a spare new toothbrush, changed the sheets on his bed (he had insisted you take the bed and he slept on the couch) and every 10 minutes or so he would make sure you are all comfortable.
"dream..." you shyly asked him entering the room where he was changing the pillowcases.
"do you need an extra pillow? i can give you one." he asked thoughtfully. "no, no, one is just fine, thank you for asking. i just- i don't have anything to sleep in." you said avoiding all eye contact. he must have been so bothered because of you.
he laughed at your bashful state. "y/n, you are not a bother. you can ask for anything you need, okay?" he gave you a slight pat on the head before disappearing in his closet and reappearing with a pair of sweatpants and a hoodie.
"thank you so much." you smiled at him and took the clothes to get changed.
to be honest. both items were a little... big on you. the hoodie was draped over you like a dress, and the sweatpants pooled over at your ankles, also not fitting at your waist. you didn't mind though, already focused on getting a good night's sleep.
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"do you want a cup of tea before sleep?" dream entered your room while typing something away on his phone.
"a cup of tea?" you questioned goofily and he shrugged. "my mum always gave me a cup of tea before bed when i was youn-" he stopped talking in the middle of his sentence causing you to look at him in confusion.
his mouth was ever so slightly agape and his phone was about to fall from his hand. when he felt your gaze on him he quickly recomposed himself but still, couldn't tear his eyes away from your figure standing in the room.
"dreeeeeaaaaam." you waved a hand and he shook his head. "yeah. sorry. i was thinking about uhhh- the x and y thing you taught me. yes." he stammered, the tips of his ears slightly going red.
"oh yeah.” You retorted sarcastically. “Are you sure about that?” you had started to catch on. And dream realized that, as it seemed. 
“Okay. Fine. You look, like, really nice in my um- clothes.” He choked out, now looking as if he’d gladly disappear right now. You were holding back a laugh but you managed to gulp it down, choosing to kindly thank dream instead. 
He scurried out of the room, muttering something along the lines of “good night”, but if you were honest, it was as if someone had locked out all noise and made you focus on his previous sentence. 
“good night to you too, dream.” 
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pray4saint · 8 months
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I was watching the everest bts (DREAM LOOKS SO PRETTY IN IT I CANT </3) and I noticed how Sap's version of affection is like, bullying his friends (same).
How do you think DTeam would react to an s/o like that?
this is a good idea soooooo
it takes awhile for bf!dream to get used to it. he's not used to being pushed around and bullied by his partners, usually it's just his friends. once he gets it, gets that's it'd happening and is gonna keep happening, i think he figures out not to take things to heart but i don't think he bullies back. mostly because in his mind there's an off chance it'll hurt you.
bf!sapnap wasn't expecting you to bully him, but he's fine with it and bullies you right tf back. this includes but is not limited to the two of you; making fun of each other's cooking, pushing each other's off couches, making fun of george and dream together, making out to stop the other from insulting either one of you any further, and pushing each other's faces away in fake disgust when the other goes in for a kiss.
bf!george is so taken aback for the first like, two weeks. then he asks dream, and eventually sap and gets over it. george falls somewhere between dream and sap, where he'll bully you back, but not as often or as hard as sap does. usually you'll say something mean and he'll just go 'oh yeah?' and then move on. aside from that, i think he's pretty chill about it, BUT he WILL milk the bullying for views,, bc this is george we're talking about,,
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grace122 · 1 year
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hate fuck with dream. thats all. thats it.
god the way he’d be so rough and SMIRKING THE WHOLE TIME TOO “tell me you hate me baby” he’d mumble between hard thrusts but you can barely form sentences “hm? come on, i wanna fucking hear it” he leans down close to your ear “tell me you hate the way i pound you or the way i make your pussy clench around my cock” he whispers smirking when you just moan “oh you can’t? thought so” 😵‍💫🤭😵‍💫🤭😵‍💫😵‍💫
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sappynapper · 2 years
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If they made you cry x cc!dwt + gnf (separately)
hurt/comfort hcs on how they would react to accidentally making you cry
cws: yelling, making fun of insecurities, crying
Dream:
Listen, we all know he’s a sweetheart and a softie really
that doesn’t mean he hasn’t got a temper sometimes, especially when he’s stressed and pissed off about some twitter bullshit with fake screenshots that he has to address again
you can tell he’s getting worked up, which never ends well, so you try telling him to just get offline, to stop replying to the tweets, and do something else for a bit, take his mind off it all and calm down
but he’s angry and frustrated so he snaps, practically snarling at you
“god just stop that! you should be fucking supporting me in this not telling me to ignore it”
you know he’s not angry at you he’s just upset
it still startles you though, a lot
he almost never raises his voice at you like that, and him being such a big guy, when he does shout it’s loud and intimidating
plus the accusation of not supporting him hits just a bit too close to home
he specifically told you that he doesn’t want you stepping into the crossfire by getting involved in all the online discourse
but that doesn’t stop you feeling guilty for not being able to defend him. for not being able to really help
and before you know it your eyes have filled with tears and you’re trying to hold back sniffles so Dream won’t notice
he does of course though
bc he’s distracted it takes him a few seconds to realise what’s happening
but when he does his heart drops
and he is terrified, brain immediately going into ‘omg i’m a horrible person, i’ve ruined everything and they’re gonna leave me for yelling at them oh fuck’ mode
everything else is immediately forgotten as his head floods with panic bc to him, making you cry?? unforgivable. if anyone else made you cry he’d want to kill them but this is his fault and he doesn’t know what to do. he just has to make it better
“oh, y/n, i’m so sorry, i-“
he steps towards you, wanting to pull you into his arms and apologise with hugs and kisses but he’s not sure if he’s allowed to touch you right now and you’ve curled in on yourself with your arms wrapped across your chest
you tell him “it’s fine! it’s fine!”, and start apologising for crying when you were trying to comfort him, feeing silly, but he stops you
“is it ok if i touch you, baby?”
you give a little nod and he envelops you immediately, pulling your head into his chest and rubbing a hand up and down your back, comforting himself as much as you
he’s so relieved when you melt into him. that you’re not angry
he starts rambling mumbled apologies and reassurances into your hair between kisses
“i’m so so sorry angel. i should never have yelled. i didn’t mean to snap at you i’m just stressed but it’s no excuse. you do so much for me. always make me feel better. please forgive me”
you just nod, nuzzling further into his sweatshirt and gripping at it for comfort, just relieved he’s not angry anymore
he holds you tightly, shaken by his own mistake
anxiety-fuelled visions of you walking out the door and never coming back flashing behind his eyelids as he screws them shut
“hey” you squeeze his arm, familiar with his spirals, “i’m here. everything’s fine, i promise”
he nods, more grateful for you than ever. what could he possibly have done to deserve you in his life?
he spends days afterwards doing little things to make it up to you, even though you’ve said it’s fine a million times
your favourite takeout for dinner, his treat ofc. all the chores taken care of before you can even think of them. that thing you’d been eyeing on etsy? in your hands by the following evening.
but like i said, to dream, making you cry is basically a cardinal sin so it’s a while before he stops feeling guilty about it
George:
he’s lowkey a meanie. we know this thanks to alyssa
he wasn’t trying to make you cry, he was just teasing, needling you about some small thing that he had no clue was actually a big insecurity of yours
you tried not to let it affect you, biting your lip to keep it from wobbling and avoiding George’s gaze
but eventually all the little jabs build up and a couple of tears slip down your face before you can stop them
George pauses for a second, then
“are you crying??”
“no. no” you hurry to wipe the tears away, embarrassed, turning your face away more
“you are, you’re crying”
he moves around you to see your face better and that’s when you crack a little
“just leave it, George, god”
oh. he kind of blanks as he realises how actually upset you are
“y/n?..”
“stop. just stop. i don’t want to hear anymore. i get it ok?” you tell him, tearily, hurrying to your shared bedroom and shutting the door behind you, leaving George alone to realise that his light teasing had not in fact been that at all
he’s genuinely so shocked. he didn’t think he could make you cry?? like surely you know he thinks you’re literally perfect and that he could never actually mean any of the dumb jokes he makes??? right????
that’s what he plans to tell you a little later when he’s given you some time and recovered from the surprise himself. taking a deep breath before entering your bedroom
he opens the door carefully, even knocking slightly on the frame
“y/n? can i come in?”
he looks around for you, eventually spotting a you-shaped lump under the blanket on the bed
he sighs and shuts the door behind him, despite your lack of response, crossing the room and perching tentatively on the edge of the bed
hesitantly, he reaches out to you and places a hand on your blanket covered shoulder
you don’t say anything but you also don’t immediately shove him away so that’s good, George thinks
“y/n? i- i’m really sorry,” he starts, speaking softly, feeling shame burning in his throat, “i was honestly just joking around but it.. it was a bad joke, it wasn’t funny”
he pauses, trying to gauge any reaction from you but getting none
his hand runs absently up and down your arm over the covers as he thinks about his next words
“i.. hope you know that i don’t actually think any of that stuff about you. i think you’re wonderful and beautiful and the best thing in my life” tears are welling in his own eyes now but he takes a deep breath and keeps it together
you shuffle slightly under the blanket
“i had no idea what i was saying would upset you or i would never have said it and i… i’m just sorry. i’m really sorry”
that’s when you finally poke your head out to look at him
your hair is slightly mussed and your eyes are pink and puffy from crying, face shiny with tears
it breaks George’s heart. like he actually feels a twinge of pain in his chest knowing he’s the reason you look like that
“ok” you say in a small voice, “i’m just overreacting anyway-“
“no!” George reaches towards you but he doesn’t know what to do with his hands
you pull an arm out of the blanket and hold his hand, he squeezes it tightly
“you’re not overreacting. i- i was a dick and i’m so so sorry i made you cry” he does actually get choked up at this point and your eyes widen
you sit up quickly, blanket falling to your lap as you grab George in a hug
he pulls you even closer, hands gripping at your sweatshirt, neither of you sure who’s comforting who anymore
“it’s ok!” you exclaim, “please don’t cry, George. i promise i’m just being, like, emotional”
you laugh at yourself and it sounds like angel song to George
you pull away to look at him
“thank you for saying all that. it- well, i feel better”
“i love you.” he murmurs, “don’t let things i say make you upset. i’m an idiot”
“i love you too,” you reply, “my idiot” you add, teasingly
George grins sheepishly, then tackles you to the bed, covering your face in kisses as you shriek with laughter
and George knows he only ever wants to make you happy for as long as you’ll let him
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ax-y10 · 10 months
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alright back with another request lolz i should just become an anon 🙄
you can do anyone you want but can you make it so where the reader basically tells them what an amazing person they are to the cc! breaking up with them in the same day?
bonus points if you have them say it at the same time
“you’re such an amazing person!” you say, while at the same time, (person) says,
“I’m breaking up with you, y/n.”
i’m claiming 🙄 anon
He Loves Me, He Loves Me Not
In which- He has always loved Y/n, but now, he just can't.
A/n: Ofc you can be 🙄 anon. I Just got home and had to write this as fast as possible, it was such a good idea. I made it more of a blurb just because, Like I've stated before, I'm not good writing angst but I tried to cover everything in this. I didn't know who to write so I just stated "he".
Chapter info: No specific cc!, Sad, mention of loneliness, mention of Y/n. Thats all I can think of at the moment.
Pronouns: None (You/Yours)
Masterlist:
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That morning, you'd told him how amazing he was and how you are so grateful he was in your life-
"You are an amazing person to me and I am so grateful to have met you"
And just after dinner, sitting down to watch a movie and cuddle up close to each other, you thought it was off that he wouldn't sit down
"Darling, what's wrong? Why aren't you sitting down?"
"I don't know how much longer I can pretend to love you. I need some space to gather my feelings. But for now, I'm breaking up with you."
And that was maybe the loneliest night you had ever spent in that bed.
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beeindaclouds · 2 years
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Hi! Im new to this blog and i ADORE your writings very much!! May i request punz and dream (seperate) w/ gn!reader that is selective mute? Bonus if they hear the reader talk for the first time and the reader's voice is just like so?!?!?!? Cute?!?! If thats make sense for you. Thanks! Can i be 🍙 anon? Bye and sorry if this is too long ^^;
Hallo, thank for requesting!
Welcome to my blog and to the family 🍙 anon, hope you enjoy <3
Dream and Punz react to a selective mute! Reader
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Click Here before requesting, please ^^
Reader: GN - They/Them
Kind of like Callahan, you mostly communicate with everyone through texts
You just get too anxious to talk and everybody in the smp repsects that
So you mostly work behind the scenes and sometimes appear for comic relief
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❝ Dream ❞
He was the one that suggested you joined the SMP
You had been a close friend of Callahan, so he befriended you quiet quickly
He also wanted to help you slowly get comfortable around them and maybe talk a little whenever the times comes
So when one day you abruptly called Dream on discord he had to get himself mentally ready
"...hi"
*insert sound of things crashing and falling*
"Oh god, Dream, are you ok???"
"Yup- just wet... everything"
You laughed at his answer
He was so surprised to hear you that he accidentally knocked his water bottle and wet himself
But hearing you talk AND laugh just made him forget what happened
He was just happy that you were comfortable with him
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❝ Punz ❞
You and Punz bonded thanks to Valorant
He secretly adored your little happy texts whenever you would win while he acted all grumpy
You both started texting eachother almost every day, wishing to be able to see eachother even if you were anxious about the idea
But he so happens to have moved close to your house, something you didn't tell him
Why? Because you felt ready to talk to him.
He had always been so patient and kind to you, so you trusted him fully and were more comfortable then ever around him
"H-Hi Punz"
So one day you knocked on his door and...
[also, he knows how you look like]
"Hold on- Y/N- omg I'm so happy to see you!!!"
He had completely disregarded the fact that you just talked, which made you feel more comfortable because it meant that he didn't care that much
You both were just happy to finally be with eachother and were exited for whats to come
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luvvdwt · 2 years
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karl jacobs - no noises
sub!karl, mommy!reader, light slapping, dumbification, degradation, pet names, crying, spitting
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“baby, what did i say?“ you said, looking karl right in the eyes, gripping his chin. karl had been teasing you all day, begging for you to touch his cock. he was such a needy little thing, you decided to give him what he wanted, but you had a few rules.
“n-no noises..” karl choked out, shaking from your gaze
“that’s right, puppy. now do you want me to keep going or no?”
“please! please keep going, mommy” karl begs, eyes welling with tears. “i’ll be quiet i promise.”
“thats what i thought.” you bring your hand back down to his cock, moving too slow for his liking. karl’s biting is lip, trying oh so hard to not make any noise.
taking him into your mouth, karl jolts his hips upwards, accidentally making you gag.
earning him a slap across the face.
“can you not control yourself, stupid slut? stay fucking still before i stop.” a tear falls down his cheek, he’s shaking, he just wants it so bad
you go back to his throbbing cock, sucking on the tip and using your hand to stroke his length. above you karl is a crying mess, you almost begin to feel bad for him.
that is til he cums without permission, filling your mouth with his seed.
you pull away, spitting it back onto his face. “do you not use your brain slut? you’ve disobeyed nearly all my rules, baby. you know what that means, right?”
he shakes his head. “n-no mommy, p-please i’ll make it up to you”
you consider punishing him anyway, but he’s just so fucking cute with his own cum all over his face that you cant resist. “hmm, okay pet. get down on your fucking knees and prove it.”
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psychidion · 2 years
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‘—you know that tommy’s the only person here who’s fucking scared of you and that frightens you, that you’re running out of power—’ (c!wilbur to c!dream in inconsolable differences)
So this line got me thinking about c!dream’s manipulation tactics. Because opposite to what c!wilbur seems to believe here, c!dream doesn’t actually use fear that much to control people, and if he does, it definitely wasn’t the first approach.
c!dream instead goes about it pretty covertly, first creating a sense of trust and/or friendliness, and then expertly and swiftly making his victim into a shell of their previous selves through degradation and twisting of the truth, so that they’re unable to find their own value and have no sense of the reality of the world around them, only what c!dream has told them.
He did this to tommy in exile; he did it to sam in the prison; he did it to tubbo mostly obviously seen through the results of the green festival and the disc saga finale; he did it to eret to a slightly less brutal extent, but no less unsettling, concerning the kingship; and these tactics are even evident in his most recent conversation with foolish. 
But creating fear has never really been his main drive. Being intimidating, yes, but not being frightening, because fear is too obvious. And besides, he has only moved onto terrorizing tommy because tommy was able to recognize his own personal value after exile and now is unlikely to ever truly return to that realm of complaisance.  
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sabinanotfound · 2 years
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okay but dream would be the sweetest when you got your period. you want ice cream? he stocked up just for you baby. you want a heating pad? you got a personal one already. you are out of pads/tampons? he'll run to the store and get just what you need because he knows. you get moody? he'll be patient as if you're a kid and make you feel calmer. lays your head on his lap and just strokes your hair or rubs your stomach while you two watch a movie or something. loves how you get mushy and a lil bit emotional during those days, because it means more kisses for him (hehehe). also loves how you get clingy and ask him for cuddles. contains his laugh well when you cry at stupid and the most non-sad things. just overall the perfect boyfriend.
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pray4saint · 8 months
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angel i’m sad 😞.
Do you think you could write dteam x college!reader? where reader is stressed out about college and goes to them for comfort?
(i’m struggling and i’m only 5 days into the school year, literally been running around my college trying to find my classes because my schedules all messed up and the Dean won’t fix it 🙄)
– ugh yes courtney my dear of course, here's a couple little blurbs for you 🫶🏽
you huff, walking off campus to bf!dream's apartment, just hoping he'll be there. when you slam the door shut, he jumps in his spot in his bed. your first stop was his kitchen, where you grappled through his fridge and cabinets and pantry for something to eat. unfortunately, through all your frustration you couldn't pick a single thing. ”y/n, baby, is that you?” clay called out, and almost as if on cue, you trotted through his bedroom door, another loud sigh escaping you. ”okay, i'll take that as a yes. what's up?” he set his textbook and his phone aside, stretching his arms out to pull you into him. your head lied against his chest and for a moment you didn't say anything, taking in his scent. ”jus'wanna sleep. don't wanna work on class work.” you could feel his eyes trained on the top of your head, where his hand scratched at your scalp. ”then take a nap, i'll wake you up in an hour and we'll go get something to eat, does that sound alright pretty?” you nod into his shirt and he smiles, lying back, pulling you up so your head is on the pillow, leaving his arm in the arch of your neck.
bf!sapnap stops by your dorm after classes only to find it empty and ends up dragging his sorry self back to his dorm. when he opens the door, there you are on his bed, curled up into an upright ball, textbook splayed out a few feet away from you. ”you alright peach? was lookin' for you in your room but here you are.” you pulled your head from your knees and crossed arms, letting out a heavy exhale. ”m'just really goddamn stressed, i got wayyy more after class work than i expected.” you were somewhere between tears and passing out and your voice conveyed it. sap slid his bag off his shoulder close to the nightstand before sitting down beside you, hand immediately flying to your knee. ”well, what's the hardest?” he asked, a gentle smile painted on his face. god did you love him.
bf!george calls you during his study hall. when you answer, he's surprised to recognise the surroundings better than usual. it's his bedroom. you're lying in his bed, wearing his hoodie, tucked in his blankets. his heart melted a little bit at the sight but his face just looked confused. ”y/n are you okay? why are you in my home?” he asks, moving his phone to be more centred in front of him, both hands around the device. ”started getting overstimulated after english lit, so i went where i felt safe.” again, a little more heart melting. you felt safe surrounded by his things, in his things. ”oh love i'm sorry. i'll be out in a couple hours, alright?” he glances up around the room at the endless bookshelves. ”i'll pick you up something to eat and then we can study together, okay?” you nod at the screen and he smiles. ”i love you george.” now he smiles, ”i love you y/n.”
– also now i think i should write this with situationshp!dteam or smthn w smut in it idk im feral for situationship writing
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grace122 · 1 year
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sapnap called george babe in a recent snap and i can’t stop thinking about sapnap calling him babe while they fuck so here you gooo(you know i had to add dream in here too🤭)
“you like that shit babe?” sapnap mumbles in george’s ear earning a pathetic moan in return from the dark haired man who stays pinned beneath him with his face buried in the comforter “oh come on george” dream chimes in smirking as sapnap reaches down and takes a handful of george’s hair pulling his face from the covers and letting him become face to face with dreams cock “sapnap asked you a question george” dream reminds him as george slowly looks up at dream through teary eyes “i-i love it” george chokes out causing dreams smirk to just grow wider “good boy, now say ahhh”
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sing-me-under · 2 years
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Blue
A lot happened. After being chased across the infinite fragments of the Universe, Dream finally found his way back home. It was a fight for his life, a seemingly unending cycle.
There wasn’t much left of his land, his SMP, after the primal world shattered and scattered its inhabitants. Most of it was reclaimed by nature, left to deteriorate beyond recognition. Even so, to Dream’s relief, there were still some pockets of civilization that remained. Dream had been away for so long that they’d forgotten him, but no one could deny that he was their Admin, guardian of the Spawn Chunk. None would dare to stand against him.
That was fine. Dream was okay with that. He didn’t care for the power of unrivaled tyranny. All he wanted was to live peacefully on the lake with his friends.
This was ideal. Blue sky. Blue water. George’s favorite color.
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avecpardon · 1 year
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The Dreams of WoM
There are several Dreams in my AU I call World of Minecraftia, a living dimension generated from code from the game Minecraft but exists 'beneath' the game and the real world. Think Log Horizon but the avatars you play are independent people from the people playing them.
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Black Market Dream - The Dream that existed before the account was bought by Player!Clay; never Awakened, so never sentient/aware.
OG Dream - The Dream that was Awakened when Minecraftia took notice of Player!Clay's trapping and parkour skills in PVP and jump maps. Because he was Awakened during his e-boy skin he looked human and retained that human look even when his skin in the game was changed to the brand green. Status - Deceased, suffered Core Death when Herobrine consumed his soul to take over his body.
Dream - Before OG Dream was consumed, he created a backup of himself that was then reinstalled into his body after George defeated Herobrine. This is the current Dream who now is investigating the corruption of the world that is causing DreamSMP lore to become active in his friends, racing to solve the issue before his own lore fully installs. Status - Active.
DreamXD/Exdee - The Alt Account. DreamXD spent his time posing as Dream in Sky Capital to prevent the authorities from noticing Dream moves constantly to avoid being pinned in one place. He also would run as far from spawn as he could to find new training fields for Dream, only stopping his runs when killed as he doesn't bother to try surviving. Suffered repeated Core Deaths for the process. His most recent Core Death came after he and Dream reconciled their differences and decided to become twin brothers; upon returning to life with limited memories of his previous self, he was given the nickname Exdee and became the Overseer of the DSMP, using Creative Mode to protect himself from the dangers of the corrupting world. Status - Active.
C!Dream(Copy!Dream)/Nightmare/Oneiros: Before OG Dream was consumed, he was captured by a faction of Avatars known as The Disillusioned and tortured until a copy of his data was forcibly taken. This copy was then taken to the Nether and installed into an NPC body before an incident caused him to activate. Believing himself to be the real Dream, C!Dream was put through horrendous experiments by the Disillusioned before he was able to escape them and end up in the clutches of warring Piglin factions. Whenever he is able to break free from them, he hunts after Dream in attempts to kill and replace him, often going by the name of Nightmare. The Syndicate rescued him, first by accident and then later intentionally when he became a member of their group, and are currently rehabilitating him by helping him find a new identity. Technoblade gave him the name Oneiros. Status - Active.
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hearts4court · 7 months
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Kinktober!🎃🦇
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A/N: I’m really excited to do this. all of these will be blurbs!! they will be a little short, since school takes up most of my time my posts will either be posted late in the day OR the day after. they will be late, a lot of them. This can be found on my masterlist, or navi. <3 I was originally supposed to do three days for each other the people i write for… but i lost motivation for some of them, so now it’s just who i feel like writing for.
can y’all tell what my fav kink is?
Main Masterlist!
WEEK ONE:
Sun, Oct. 1st: Praise!Kink with Regulus Black.
Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 2nd: Choking!Kink with Regulus Black.
Dom!Regulus Black X afab!reader.
Tue, Oct. 3rd: Degradation!Kink with Regulus Black
Dom!Regulus Black X Fem!reader.
Wed, Oct. 4th: Voice!kink with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X afab!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 5th: Breeding!kink with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.
Fri, Oct. 6th: Overstimulation with Sirius Black.
Dom!Sirius Black X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 7th: Praise!kink with James Potter.
Sub!James Potter X afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK TWO:
Sun, Oct. 8th: Size!kink with James Potter.
Dom!James Potter X afab!reader
Mon, Oct. 9th: Bondage!kink with James Potter.
Dom!James Potter X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 10th: Breeding!kink with Remus Lupin.
Dom!Remus Lupin X fem!reader.
Wed, Oct. 11th: Praise!kink with Prof!Remus Lupin.
Dom!Prof!Remus Lupin X Fem!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 12th: Rough!sex with Remus Lupin.
Dom!Remus Lupin X afab!reader.
Fri, Oct. 13th: Hair pulling!kink with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken X Fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 14th: Hate Sex with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken X afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK THREE:
Sun, Oct. 15th: Innocence!kink with Dream.
Dom!Dreamwastaken x virgin!fem!reader.
Mon, Oct. 16th: Breeding!kink with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 17th: Soft!sex with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X afab!reader.
Wed, Oct: 18th: Cockwarming with Sapnap.
Dom!Sapnap X fem!reader
Thurs, Oct. 19th: Knife!play with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X Fem!reader.
Fri, Oct. 20th: Praise!kink with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 21st: Blow and smoke with Chucky.
Dom!Charles Lee Ray X bitchy!afab!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
WEEK FOUR:
Sun, Oct. 22nd: Bondage!kink with Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 23rd: Being needy for Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 24th: Praise!Kink with Charlie.
Dom!Charlie X afab!reader.
Wed, Oct. 25th: Breeding!kink with Schlatt.
Dom!husband!Schlatt X fem!wife!reader.
Thurs, Oct. 26th: Teasing with Schlatt.
Dom!Schlatt X sassy!afab!reader.
Fri, Oct. 27th: Somnophilia with Schlatt.
Dom!Schlatt X fem!reader.
Sat, Oct. 28th: Praise!kink with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X Fem!reader.
꒰ ୨୧ ─ ・┈ ・ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ─ ・┈ ꒱꒱
LAST THREE DAYS:
Sun, Oct. 29th: Dacryphilia with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X afab!reader.
Mon, Oct. 30th: Bondage!kink with Tiffany Valentine.
Dom!Tiffany Valentine X fem!reader.
Tue, Oct. 31st: Thigh!kink with Billy Hargrove.
Dom!Billy Hargrove X Fem!plus size!reader.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
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