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#dreamwastaken x you
collapsedatlantis · 1 year
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masks | dreamwastaken, karl jacobs, sapnap, gerogenotfound
okay... this is a bit heavier, so please make sure to read the warnings🧍‍♀️


warnings: smut, unprotected sex, hard doms!, pet names, deep throat, overstimulation, 5th some (sort of), reader being used (consensually!!!), mask kink, yeah its fucked up...
You were lying in your bed, tightly tucked under your blanket, eating ice cream while watching your favorite show. You knew it was late since the whole house had been quiet for a long time. Maybe something after 2 a.m. You knew Karl was streaming until 1 a.m., so that would make sense. The reason you were still awake was currently running in your system. More specifically, the four cups of coffee you had within a few hours. Today was super stressful for you because everyone else was stressed, which caused extreme chaos. But to be honest, you didn't mind being awake. It was the only time you had time just for yourself.
Well, until you heard a knock on your door. You whined and put the half-eaten ice cream on your bedside table. After that, you angrily got up, ready to yell at anyone who was behind your door and not being murdered, because that would literally be the only excuse for them. You quickly opened the door, getting ready to yell, but nothing came out of your mouth. You were unable to speak as you were looking at the four men standing in front of you. Your eyes were jumping from one to another. They were all dressed in black, tech-core-like clothes, while their lower parts of their faces were covered.
,,What is this?`` you chuckled, hoping that at least one of them would explain. However, no answer was given to you; all you got were four male bodies pushing you back to your room. George, who came in last, closed the door behind all of them. The smile on your face was completely gone now. A strong hand pushed you onto your knees. You looked up, realizing it was Clay. All of them stood around you in a small circle. Karl was standing right in front of you, while Clay was on your right, Sap was on your left, and George was behind you.  ,,What are you doing?" you asked when you saw Karl's hands unzipping his pants. Sap next to you chuckled. ,,What, is this not what you wanted so bad?`` Karl said, drawing your attention to him again. ,,What?¨ You said, not understanding.  ,,Maybe make sure your door is closed while you're calling with your friend, sharing all your fantasies—that's what you called it, right?`` Clay said, and you quickly looked up at him, feeling your heart drop to your stomach. Your body was filled with extreme embarrassment.
It was true. Two days ago, you and your friend were calling on discord while drinking. Things got out of hand quickly, and you went from sharing your embarrassing stories to your kinky fantasies. That was also when you shared that you'd like to get fucked by your friends that you live with while they're wearing masks. 
,,Y/N, focus`` Karl said, and you blinked to get back into reality. The view in front of you shocked you. Karl was now stroking his cock just a few inches from your face. Sap grabbed your hair into a ponytail, forcing you to look up.  ,,You wanted to be a slut? Now's your time`` Karl said as he hit your cheeks with his cock. Saps grip tightened, making you open your mouth. Karl didn't wait for anything and put his cock deep into your mouth, making you gag. You wanted to pull your head away, but Saps hand didn't allow you that. Tears filled your eyes as Karl pulled out and then did it again, clearly not caring that you were choking on his cock.  ,,Honey, be good." Clay said as he lowered himself so his face was right next to yours. You took a deep breath and put your lips around Karl's cock.  ,,That's a good girl." Clay said as his hand traveled to your throat, feeling Karl's cock slide in and out. Karl's moans were filling the room, and you looked up at him. George was now standing next to him, looking at you getting face-fucked by his friend. ,,Sap move her head`` Karl said with a deep voice. He stopped fucking your mouth, but you didn't have peace for too long, as Saps hand started moving your head. Karl's tip was hitting the back of your throat as tears streamed down your cheeks. You were focusing on your breathing; you barely noticed when Karl quickly pulled out of your mouth, breathing heavily. You quickly closed your mouth, trying to ignore the excruciating pain in your jaw.
,,Aw, what happened, Karl?`` George said with a teasing voice.  ,,Dont wanna cum in her mouth, that's all`` He said, sounding annoyed. Your attention was brought back as Sap stood in front of you with his cock in his hand. You automatically opened your mouth, and he smiled at you. Your mouth had to get used to him. He was thicker than Karl. He started to fuck your mouth immediately, making you grab his thighs, trying to slow him down.  ,,Hands, sweethart`` You heard George say as his hands grabbed yours, placing them behind your back. He then stood up again, making sure he wouldn't miss much. Your mind was starting to get hazy, and the feeling in between your legs was driving you crazy. You noticed that the cock in your mouth felt different, so you opened your eyes to see George in front of you. You closed your eyes again, letting him use your mouth as he wanted to. You weren't sure how long he was fucking your mouth. He then quickly pulled out, giving you a second to breathe normally. His position was soon taken by Clay. All of their precum was mixed with your saliva in your mouth. Your jaw was now completely numb, allowing you to keep your mouth nicely open. Clay used your mouth for some time before once again pulling out. You swallowed and took a deep breath while looking at them with wide eyes.
Someone helped you on your feet and walked you to your bed. Sap was already lying there. Your body was guided onto the bed. You were on all fours, while Sap was half lying under you. A hand slapped your ass, making you whine and move forward, closer to Sap. He placed some of your hair behind your ear while looking at you with a loving look.
You felt the tip of someone's cock in between your folds before it harshly entered your pussy. You cried out and turned your head to see who it was. It was Karl. His hands were holding your hips. Saps hand grabbed you by your throat, making you look at him again.  ,,Pretty girl`` he said as Karl started thrusting into you. He was giving you a hard thrusts. You bit your lower lip as you were looking at Sap through your eyelashes. It was hard to keep your eyes open. Your and Karl's moans were complementing each other so nicely. His cock was stretching you out, almost painfully. His grip on your ass would definitely leave a mark.  ,,You're going to cum on my cock," Karl said as one of his hands left your ass and moved to your pussy. Long fingers playing with your clit. You cried out in pleasure and placed your head on Sap's chest. His hand was playing with your hair. The pleasure was building up, and soon you were pushed over the edge. Your body getting filled with pleasure. Sap lifted your head so he could watch your face. You were so filled with euphoria that you didn't notice Sap getting from under you and being placed on your back.
Two hands pulled you closer to the end of the bed. You opened your eyes just to be met with Clay's half-covered face. Another wave of excitement hit you. He placed your legs over his shoulders before quickly sliding his cock into your pussy, which was already filled with Karl's cum. He thrusted into you. His tip hit your cervix, and your body jerked away from him. Someone grabbed you by your shoulder, making you stay in place. ,,I know, honey, I know," Clay said as he continued fucking you, more carefully this time. You weren't fully over your first orgasm, so for a few minutes, it felt more painful than pleasurable. Once Clay's finger found your clit, another wave of orgasm came. You arched your back and opened your mouth in an empty moan. Your hands were painfully holding onto the bed cover. Karls hand grabbed one of your hands, making you stop so you would hurt yourself. Clay finished into you with a few streaks of his cum. When he pulled out, a mixture of his and Karl's cum spilled out.
,,Bro is completely brain fucked." Sap laughed as his cock entered you, causing you to whine. Someone laughed at his comment. He lowered your legs, holding your hips, while fucking into you. He was right; your brain was unable to form a single thought. Someone's hand was caressing your cheek.  ,,Fuck, she feels good." He said through his teeth as his nails dug into your skin. Your third orgasm hit you out of nowhere, making you moan loudly. Your walls clenching around Saps's cock, made him cum quickly after you. Even more cum spilled out as he pulled out. ,,Please dont`` You cried softly as George walked over to you. He parted your lips more, revealing your abused hole. ,,Just once more, darling`` He said, and you took a deep breath. He was definitely the most gentle with you. He was still fast, but his hands were traveling on your thighs, squeezing them sometimes.  ,,I-``You tried to say, but a whine took over you. ,,You're okay`` Clay said behind you. ,,I ca-cant`` You sobbed, feeling exhausted.  ,,Yes you can, for me, okay?`` George said and you cried as your final orgasm took over your body. Your legs started to shake violently, and George pinned them to the bed. It felt so overwhelmingly good that you wanted to feel like this forever. George finished half into you and half onto you.
Your chest was quickly rising, trying to catch your breath. All of them walked in front of the bed, where they could get a good look. You heard a weird noise, so you opened your eyes. You saw Clay with his phone, taking a picture of your pussy filled with their cum. You didn't mind; you knew they wouldn't use it against you. ,,You did so good," George said as he stroked your lower leg. ,,Y'all can go; I'll take care of her.'' Sap said to his friends, and after some time they all left, leaving just the two of you together.
,,Lets get you clean up''
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Dream: Sapnap, you'll be working with Karl and Y/n.
Sapnap: Alright! My fantasy threesome!
Everyone else: *blank stares*
Sapnap: ...Of people on a team.
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hearts4court · 6 months
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Innocence!kink with Dream!
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A/N: almost forgot to do this, so, it was rushed!! super short also.
Here’s my inspo⬇️ for the smut.
⚠️porn link!!⚠️
Kinktober Masterlist.🎃🦇
Pairing: Dreamwastaken X fem!virgin!reader.
⚠️smut under the cut!!⚠️
You were a virgin, and was ashamed about it. Dream however, loved it because it made him happy that HE gets to ruin you. <3
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“cl-clay! it’s too much!” you cry making him coo in response, slowing his already slow thrusts.
“ohh baby, but look how good your taking me? it’s your first time and your doing amazing.” he whispered making you whine, pressing soft kisses to your side,”just a few more, yeah? my pretty girl doing so well f’me.”he praised.
“shh..it’s okay.”he said after hearing you cry out from his movement once more,”s’too much..too big..”you whine making him chuckle,”and yet your taking it so good.”
“fuckk, i love you.”he groaned, gripping onto your hips, leaving hickeys on your sides, soft moans and curses leaving your lips.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
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lilywastaken · 1 year
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⇝ LOVE LANGUAGES !
CC!DreamWasTaken, CC!Sapnap, CC!GeorgeNotFound, CC!Wilbur Soot x GN!Reader.
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SUMMARY: CCs and their love languages <3.
WARNINGS: SFW! Fluff, Fluff, Fluff and fluff.
A/N: I'm alive!! Very late valentine's post, but classes and homeworks have been crazy :(( anyways, I hope these are good!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you for reading! <333 If you see any mistakes, do not hesitate to let me know, please!!!
MASTERLIST.
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DREAM.
Physical touch — Dream thrives on your touch, whether it be a quick caress to his hand or one of his long required cuddle sessions. He loves the feeling of your skin on his (he's a bit touch starved, a global pandemic and being a faceless YouTuber will do that to you.), and will take any opportunity given to hold your hand when he walks along with you or sneak up behind you to press your body against his.
Due to him not using a cam on his streams, he sometimes asks (more like demands) you to pull up a chair next to him just so he can just feel you next to him, your hands playing absentmindedly with his free one, playing with his rings and slowly making your way onto his lap, where you have a better view of his monitors and an easier way to press kisses onto his freckled cheeks.
Words of affirmation — Much like any other person, Dream enjoys the simple reassurance that his partner appreciates him, a small "I love you." will cause him to shut down immediately. He as well is very vocal when it comes to his love for you, complimenting you on the daily and expressing how much you mean to him even when you've just woken up and you're pretty sure you're comparable to the girl from The Ring, but to him, you're breathtaking whenever and however.
He also likes the small moments you both spend at night in bed just whispering how much you love each other, soft giggles and the wet sounds of kisses resonating around the bedroom.
Dream's very fond of sending you short and sweet messages at random times of the day, even when you're a few inches away from him, he'll start giggling like a schoolgirl as he watches you read over his sappy message.
Quality time — He has a lot of free time on his hands when he's not working on content, and he prefers to spend it with you and his friends, going out to restaurants and just walking around, enjoying the time he can now spend outside without worrying about anyone recognising him.
Dream likes eating out with you a lot, before his face reveal dates consisted of whatever take out was available and some shitty movie Sapnap had chosen before falling asleep on the sofa. But now they consist of some fancy restaurant of his choosing and holding your hand over the table, thumb rubbing over your knuckles and talking about whatever.
Receiving/giving gifts — Dream LOVES spoiling you. I mean, have you seen how he acts with George? He's an unofficial sugar daddy for you both. He sees your eyes linger on some piece of jewellery or an item of clothing he thinks would look amazing on you, expect for it to appear in a little box or a bag on your bed the next day. He also goes all out on Valentine's Day, booking a table for two at a fancy restaurant and gets you a single rose, since he knows it's more meaningful than an extravagant bouquet of flowers (Don't let him fool you, he's given you many bouquets before.), and some small present he knows you'll love.
Like any other person, he likes receiving gifts, and can always count on you to get him something he will love, like a little teddy bear with a Sooners jersey one with his name on the back.
Acts of service — Although he's not very good at it, Dream does enjoy cooking for you at times, and although he does try and make the end product look fancy, you can always tell that it's box Mac and cheese or some fancy ramen he got out of a packet, but it's the thought that counts. He also is very keen on cleaning for you when he's over at your flat, he likes helping on mundane chores like washing and drying the dishes or lifting up furniture so you can reach those pesky corners full of dust.
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SAPNAP.
Physical touch — Sap is very big on physical touch, he enjoys being close to you in any way he can, brushing his hand against the small of your back when he walks past you in the hallway, melting in your arms when you come behind him while he's on his computer and hugging him from behind, he lives for your affection.
He's also very cuddly during your down time together, needing to have you in his arms whenever he's sitting or lying down on the sofa and subconsciously gravitating towards your own body during nighttime, hands grabbing at your waist to pull you into his warmth.
Words of affirmation — I don't see Sapnap really being in touch with his emotions until further into your relationship, so at the beginning, you'd have to be the one to initiate that type of communication with him, but he won't actively confirm his feelings until a few months into your relationship.
Once he's comfortable, he will spend hours at a time just lying in bed with you murmuring about how much he cares for you, loves you, appreciates you being with him.
He's the kind of person to ignore any previous texts you've sent him just to send out an "I love you" text and go back to ignoring you.
He does really enjoy being reassured about your love for him as well, please cup his face in your hands and tell him how much you love him.
Quality time — Sapnap spends a lot of his time playing video games, we know that, so he doesn't really get much one on one time with you that isn't hanging out on a discord call together or having you perched up on his lap doing your own thing while he shouts obscenities at the other players.
So when you two get your time together, he makes the best of it, taking you to ridiculous places you'd never have gone to before, fancy restaurants that would inevitably end up giving you food poisoning, or just lying with you on the sofa watching a movie until George comes in and ruins it.
He honestly doesn't really care what you two do in your spare time, having your hand in his and listening to your ramble on about anything is enough for him, no matter the place or time.
Receiving/giving gifts — Sometimes, just for shits and giggles, Sapnap just buys your entire wishlist and watches your reaction when tons of boxes arrive at your porch, laughing and snickering as you run after him to chastise him for using up so much money on you.
But he doesn't care, he has money for a reason, and he likes the sparkle in your eye whenever he gives you something or he accepts some gift from you, he just enjoys spoiling you AND being spoiled.
Acts of service — When it comes to him, it's the little things. Standing in the corner of the kitchen waiting for you to ask him to cut or peel something, holding the Christmas decoration box while another hand lays on your back making sure you don't fall as you hang baubles on the tree, washing the dishes and cleaning up the kitchen after you make a meal for the both of you, brining you snacks or a proper meal when you're working… Just small things that show his affection towards you.
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GEORGENOTFOUND.
Physical touch — George is not that big on physical touch, but he won't actively run away from it when presented with a hug or a kiss from you. He's not the type of person to initiate touch out of the blue, he's the type to take it slow and move towards a nice cuddle session while taking it easy.
But when you finally get him to yourself, know that he will be putty in your hands almost immediately, head slotted in your chest and eyes drooping closed, your warm touch and soft kisses and reassurance enough to send this man to sleep.
He's also the type to roll his eyes or groan out in disgust whenever you kiss him in public or in front of his friends, but secretly gets nervous and giddy whenever he sees you lean in to press your lips to his or move your hand to grasp his.
Words of affirmation — George isn't really good at expressing his emotions, but he does show them through other ways like his actions. That doesn't mean he won't ever say "I love you" or tell you how much he appreciates you, it's just very rare for him to actually find the words and way to express them to you.
He finds it easier to communicate those kinds of things through text, so expect a few messages written in such a way that are able to rival those 16th century love letters randomly sent throughout the day.
Quality time — George doesn't spend much time streaming (as we all know) so he's got quite a lot of time on his hands to spend with his friends and you, whether it's just sitting next to you while you work doing his own thing or actively going out on a date or staying inside to play a game together ( he always loses but makes you think that he did on purpose ).
Also please be the one to organise dates, because although George does reservate date nights at nice restaurants or clear his schedule to take you somewhere, he will forget. You'll be in the middle of a cuddle session with him, half watching the movie, half focusing on your boyfriend's pretty face when he suddenly jumps in place, eyes wide as he shouts about a reservation he just remembered. But he tries, at least. He won't always forget your reservations, but there will be a few moments where he does act like a dumbass.
Receiving/giving gifts — This man likes being spoiled, that's a given. See how happy he gets when Dream just takes out his credit card unasked? He's a prince who loves to be spoiled by his partner. So don't hesitate to get him something, even if it's a small thing like a scarf or a piece of jewellery you think would look good on him, he will take it and appreciate it a whole lot, even if it's the most useless thing in the world, he'll love it. It came from you, one of the people he loves the most and will treasure it as if it's the crown jewels themselves.
Acts of service — He's quite lazy sometimes, but that doesn't mean he won't do anything for you. As stated before, he doesn't really show his love through words, so his actions are the way to show his appreciation for you. He does chores for you around the house, the dishes, cleaning up any dirty laundry he can find strewn across the floor, cooking any random shit he can find and trying his best to make it look appetising for you, etc.
But apart from those mundane chores, he also does more little things like Sapnap: helping you with your makeup or hair or clothes, trailing after you while you cook waiting to help, instantly taking over whatever task you're working on whenever you need a break, making sure you're week hydrated and rested when you spend more time than usual in front of a screen.
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WILBUR SOOT.
Physical touch — Wilburs a very touchy person as he's confirmed himself, always finding his hand wrapping around yours or resting on your shoulders, pulling your back to his chest so he can rest his chin on the crown of your head, enjoying how flustered you get whenever he pulls that kind of shit in public or around your friends.
He immediately gravitates towards you whenever you're both in the same place/room, his eyes finding yours and sending you a flashing smile before scurrying towards you just to press himself to your side, hand running over your back and busying himself with drawing on your skin; or if you're facing away from him when he finds you, he'll grab your waist from behind and watch you scream out of shock before hitting his chest, snickering as he pulls you into his arms.
Words of affirmation — Wilbur is a fucking poet when it comes to his love for you, spending hours at a time at his desk writing sickengly sweet verses in his little notebook about you and how fucking in love he is, leaving his notes around the house just so you'll pick them up and read through them, smiling brightly whenever you bring them back to him and ask him about it. He's very open with his love, whispering soft "I love you"s into your ear at random times of the day, strumming idly in his guitar and trying to find some type of melody that fits in with all the beautiful words he's written about you. Also expect lots of compliments through text as well, a "you look breathtaking today" sent when he's across the room from you, a goofy smile on his face as he watches you read it.
Quality time — It's the little things for Wil, like the feeling of lifting you in his arms and peppering kisses across your face the moment after a concert ends, adrenaline rushing through his veins making him more brave than usual; taking you out to bars and pubs with your friends just so you both can curl into one of the leather sofas and sip your drinks together; sitting on your bed while you scroll through your laptop as he strums on his guitar, singing softly to you or asking for your opinion on whatever riff he just came up with.
You don't really get much one-on-one dates. Let me explain. Wilbur tries his best to get a nice restaurant reservation, and when he finally gets a table, he's waiting for you to show up with a bright smile and a positive outlook on the evening, only for you to end up arriving with Tommy or James somehow tagging along with Wilbur when he leaves the office. Doesn't mean you don't have a nice time, though.
Receiving/giving gifts — Wilburs not a big gift giver, so he doesn't really mind if you don't either, but he will appreciate it massively if you do. Get him a new guitar and his old one will be out of the window (not actually, he'd probably give it to Tommy or just mount it on the wall), or some new sweaters that look amazing on him and he'll just burn every other item of clothing he owns. He isn't one to never buy stuff for his s/o, though, you see something you like and don't think you have enough for it? He's waving his card in front of your face. Tommy comments on something he heard you say you wanted? It's showing up a few days later. Also does his best to go all out on holidays/birthdays.
Acts of service — Wil enjoys showering with you a lot. Like just rubbing in the shampoo into your hair and playing with your locks, then leaning down so you can do the same to him? Peak acts of service for him. Also making tea for you (or coffee, but his specialty is tea) and bringing it to you on a cold night, cooking some recipe he saw online and making sure it's perfectly done so you're able to stomach it, and just doing chores around the house while you work or are busy.
Also will melt if you do small things like change his guitar strings or clean his desk while you're at his office.
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modelbus · 1 year
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Hey! I was wondering if you could do MCYTs x female reader jealously HCs like if someone started flirting with their partner! Thank you! <3
I am opinionated on this Also, I didn’t do a little blurb thing for Tommy because I have a full one shot on him being jealous! And this got long. Fast.
MCYTs included (all CC!): Dream, Wilbur, Tommy, Sapnap, George
Jealousy
Dream
He gets jealous SO easy. Someone he doesn’t know is just talking to you? He’s by your side the entire time unless he gets called away or you have a problem with it.
He’s nearly always by your side but you don’t complain because he’s like a human heater.
If someone is straight-up flirting with you, he slides into the conversation by kissing you and being like “oh, who is this?”
Dream is a cocky bastard and would 100% just smirk at whoever dared to flirt with you while wrapping an arm around your waist.
When the poor person who flirted with you asks if you two are dating, he answers “of course.” as if there was no way you weren’t.
I feel like he’d get jealous in the type of way that he just wants to spend time with you more than anything else. He’d get all grumpy and complain about everyone taking your attention.
But only of people that aren’t your friends. If they’re his and you don’t really know them and they’re stealing your attention? Fuck that, Dream will privately murder them.
He’s not shy about being jealous at all. If you poke fun or ask him, he’ll admit it. Hell, he’ll openly announce he’s jealous if it’ll get you to give him attention.
Voice tipping into a whine, "Spend time with me! I’m jealous!”
“I’m lonely! Please, spend time with me!” Your boyfriend announces, dramatically collapsing onto your bed.
“Hang on.” You tell the discord call, muting yourself. “Dream!”
“What?! I’m lonely!”
“Both George and Sapnap are in this house.”
He pouts at you. “But I want to spend time with the person I’m dating! Come on, we can go watch that new movie you’ve been wanting to see!”
It’s temping and he knows it. Your discord call wasn’t too important, and besides, you were almost done with it. With a sigh, you unmute yourself to give into Dream’s demands.
“I have to go, but it was nice talking with you guys!” After a minute of goodbyes, you disconnect and turn back to Dream. “Let’s go see that movie.”
He pumps his fist in the air, making you laugh. Dream might be a little attention-needy, but you absolutely loved him.
Wilbur
Wilbur wouldn’t say anything to whoever’s flirting with you, but he wouldn’t let you forget he’s there listening.
Lightly trailing his hands up your sides to lean down and whisper in your ear, “this is who you’re spending your time with, love?”
He’d tear apart whoever is flirting with you but only to you.
“-and then I told him there was no way in hell I’d be doing that!” The guy you’re talking to finishes, laughing at himself.
“Oh, he thinks himself a funny guy.” Wilbur whispers in your ear.
You almost jump, not having realized he had joined you two. Although, you couldn’t help but agree with him. The dude you were talking to—Noah, maybe?—wasn’t actually funny. At all.
Wilbur’s hands settle on your waist. “What do you say we leave?”
As if he needed to prove he was better than whoever tried flirting with you, he’d take you to a fancy dinner or something.
Oh, and he’d NEVER admit he’s jealous. Keep giving excuses and act fool is his new motto.
Honestly though, his jealously comes from a fear of how much he loves you and how much power you have over him.
He gets jealous over literally nothing, but doesn’t do anything until a situation escalates a little so he feels justified.
Of course if you ask him to back off or seriously bring it up, you will have a heart to heart.
Tommy
He’d be so embarrassed about being jealous. Would deny it to his dying breath istg
I have a weird feeling he doesn’t really get jealous easily though.
Tommy wouldn’t do much I feel like. Grab your hand, name drop that he’s your boyfriend if he’s feeling particularly jealous. Really he just inserts himself.
He has a special knack for making a conversation take a turn and exclude someone when he wants to, it’s kind of amazing.
He’s another person who wants your attention a lot of times (cough cough, all the time, cough cough)
Hugs from behind is his go-to move when you’re talking to someone else.
If he finds he has a problem with someone continuously flirting with you and you’re just oblivious, he’ll talk to you. Tommy’s a person who actually knows how to communicate about 80% of the time!
Sapnap
This man
If anyone had the balls to flirt with you, he’d straight up tell them he’s your boyfriend. Who gives a fuck if they were just staring at you? You’re his partner and they better know it.
For us southern Sapnap enjoyers:
Putting his hat on your head when you’re mid-conversation with someone.
He’s also the type to pull you out of a conversation by kissing you, hand you a drink, and walk off satisfied.
His hands are all over you. He genuinely cannot stop himself, even if it's just resting a hand on your knee. It's like he has to show everyone you're dating him.
"Sorry, repeat that?" You ask the podcast guys, laughing a little.
In your defense, it was a little hard to think with Sapnap's hand on your thigh. Every now and then he'd give you a smile, absolutely messing with you. You knew why, too.
Sapnap was jealous of the podcast guy asking you questions. Probably because podcast guy got to talk to you directly while Sapnap could only bounce off your answers, which he's been doing for the past hour.
"Yeah, of course-" The podcast guy repeats his question and Sapnap laughs quietly.
You shoot him a glare then turn back to the question. Idiot.
Depending on the mood he's in, if you tell him you know he's jealous he'll either flash you a smile or shake his head no and laugh at you.
He's a dirty look type of guy. Never directed at you, but definitely at whoever is flirting with you.
George
Quiet jealousy!!
George would give the person who's flirting with you a shit ton of looks. Judgy ones, cold ones, man is sending 500 signals at the person flirting with you all saying to go away.
The second he gets you alone he'll ask to leave and be super vague about it.
"I'm not feeling it." has been used before.
“Can we go?” George asks you, looking around the party. There’s a light flush across his cheeks.
“Is everything okay?”
Parties weren’t normally what you guys did, but a mutual friend had invited you both. It wasn’t like you had plans, so why not drop in for a few minutes? Say hi? That few minutes turned quickly into hours though.
“I… I dunno, I just want to spend time with you.”
You don’t even hesitate before nodding. “Of course. We should stop and get midnight donuts.”
George laughs, immediately looking more at ease. “Obviously”
He’d also be grasping at straws to find something to get your attention. Bringing you a drink, showing you a meme on Twitter, whatever he can think of.
If you ever bring it up to him, he’d play it off with a joke and deny everything.
Or he would until one night when he realizes “hey, talking is healthy!” and quietly admits what he’s feeling.
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imaginesfreetotake · 8 months
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Imagine playing chess with the Dreamteam
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at0micc0la · 1 year
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Poly!Dream team x Reader x Karl
Short hc that didn't allow me to sleep after seeing the knf kiss, and I thought, what if a made it a tiny bit sad. Will write a second part but I'm a little bit tired
Friends to lovers and all, somewhere along the way they just knew that these wasn't just platonic
Well, everyone but you, oblivious af, and kinda dumb
Like it made sense that the boys ended up together, you spent too many calls w any of them talking about how they felt about the other
Karl: you know we've been friends for a while now and I trust you
Y/N: I'm all ears 👀👀
Karl: I think I'm in love w sapnap 🥺
Y/N: ...
Y/N: and the news are?? 😐
Even tho you having no problems with helping your boys with their love drama, something inside of you always wanted to you run away, like something is not right. But we'll ignore it
The moment they kissed was the moment everything unfolds itself, the fear of fuckin up a beautiful friendship was gone and they couldn't be apart from each others
That was the same moment you put a name on what you felt during those calls, jealousy
Now that they hugged, kissed and flirted 24/7 and you were left just like 🧍
Realizing that when Dream talked about how much he needed George with him, and how much he wanted to kiss him, all that support was actually a "I also want that, but it will come sooner than you think it will"
That when you held Sapnap, who always came to you upset about Karl flirting or kissing another person, it wasn't just a supportive friend actitud more like "I feel the same, come hug with me so we can calm down"
But what hurts the most was the nagging feeling in your head, that convinced you that they were better without you, they are a couple you are their adopted friend who they go out with and buy them stuff
That feeling pushed you to stop visiting Dream's house, or avoiding Karl's stream invitation
The boys were really upset about this change, they were so used to your voice, jokes and pretty face that your absence was loud
George: Hey, have you guys hear about Y/N? They promised that they would be with me when the vlog we made was being edited
Karl: They are streaming with Corpse today! I can try to help you instead
Sapnap: Corpse is not streaming today he is sick 🙄
Karl: But we just talked and they told me that. I'll check
Karl: ... Corpse is not streaming
Sapnap: 😌👌
Dream: Y/N has been weird lately, we haven't see them since last month, we need to know what's wrong
And that's where they found the last piece of their puzzle called love, they weren't complete without you
So a plan to bring you back was made
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draventhedemon · 1 year
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Hi, after what we saw today I'm ready for the new fics! So may I request Clay or (Dream) x fem!reader were they also announce that they are getting married after he revealed? "Also we're getting married in 3 months" P.s -can you make it were none of their friends knew, and found out sametime as the fans?
Because of the fact that the video clearly took more then one take to get it right. I'm gonna make that one of the key points of the Story.
⚠️ Warning for swearing ⚠️
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(When recording the video)
For the past few minutes Clay has been doing take after take. Trying to get the perfect way to drop the news of us getting married. But after at least 10 minutes of him mumbling at a camera I just got up from the bed in the corner and walked behind him.
"Do you need help?" I ask with a chuckle as I pull up a chair. "Hi camera, you might know me as Y/n, Y/u/n or just that random person who betrayed L'manburg with Eret and starting dating Dream afterwards" I say with one breath.
But I stop at the sound of the tea kettle sitting beside me doing his iconic wheeze before I continue "And you also may be asking why I'm in this video, it's about Dreams face reveal, not some random girl" I get cut off by Clay suddenly saying
"your not a Random girl" as he kisses me on the forehead and turns back to the camera "And the reason why she is here is because a month ago we got engaged" Clay says with less mumbles then before.
"Dear god, this is gonna be weird to post" I say as I hold up my hand to show the ring he got me. "The wedding is happening in 3 months and we are both hoping for all of our friends and family to show up. And hopefully he doesn't start a WAR with Tommy at the wedding". I look at him with a strong death glare.
"I'm more mature then that" Clay says as he turns a bit in his chair. "Clay, we make governments in Minecraft for a living. There is no such thing as being mature" I say as we spend the next few minutes explaining what's gonna be happening and when.
(Putting the video online)
We have been looking at the chat flying by during the face reveal, saying either hateful or kind things about him. And I've been standing behind him and leaning against his gaming chair from moral support the entire time.
"How many people are gonna say that your hot?" I ask as he laughs and responds with "There hearts are gonna be shattered at the end of this video". "Most probably more by the fact that it's me and not George." I say as we break out into a fit of laughter.
"I love you, remember that no matter what they say I will still love you" He turns to me in his chair and pulls me onto him so I sit on his lap. "I love you too" I kiss him as we turn back to the monitor, "Here we go!" I say as I show up on screen.
'Who is she?'
'Is that Y/n?!?'
'Who the fuck is she'
The chat says but when we suddenly say the big news the chat completely changes and turns into.
'WHAT?!?'
'Will someone explain to me who she is!?!'
And
'POG!'
And some hateful things but we don't pay attention to those because suddenly from across the house we hear Nick scream
"WHAT THE FUCK!" Which completely catches us off guard and sends us into another fit of laughter as we hear him run up to the door and open it. "Why didn't you tell me!?!" But we don't answer because of us still dying on the floor.
Ring!
"oh dear god someone is calling" I say as I get up and check who it is.
Ring!
"Some- someones calling me too" Clay picks up his phone while trying to calm down his laughing as Sapnap is just left there with no answers to his several questions.
(The aftermath)
We had to answer a lot of calls that day. And when George got to the house he stole my ring and wore it the rest of the day. And I also spent half of my day talking Eret into being my maid of honor because of both of us being the traitors of Lmanburg and also the bride and maid of honor would be very funny to me...
(this was a lot funner than I thought it would be so I might make a part 2 thats the wedding so... Stay tuned!)
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Can you do MCYT with model gf reader? I have my first shoot soon and i’m really excited but scared 😭😭😭
Hi bb! I’m so so so proud of you for your shoot!!! Please tell me how it goes gorgeous!!!💕
I’ll do Dream team and Wilbur for ya!
Dream
-he loves it so much
-brags about it
- “my girlfriend is so pretty. She’s literally a model”
- he absolutely loves seeing your pics
-reminds you endlessly how pretty you are, inside and out
George
-honestly doesn’t care much
-in the sense of he treats it like you have any other job
-obviously he’s proud but it’s not something he’s quick to brag about unless it’s brought up
-he doesn’t want it to seem like he o my likes you for your looks
Sapnap
-loves it but like George is scared to bring it up
-he doesn’t want people to judge you or you two’s relationship
-BUT
-he’s very quick to tell his friends all about it
- “yea Dream I know you know she’s pretty but SHES SO PRETTY”
Wilbur
-he’s a bit different
-he talks about it
-but
-in a proud way and not a brag way
- “can you believe she had on those heels and was able to pose? She’s so talented, let alone how beautiful she looks”
-he’s so unbelievably proud of you and is willing to tell anyone about it
——
It’s short but I like this a whole lot
Tags @kit-is-a-weeb @lillylvjy @jadeissues @romancingdaffodils @a-gay-little-ghost-2 @desadoodle2 @fayeisuppose
Also I’m looking for new friends and moots so if ya like this maybe check out the rest of my page?
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collapsedatlantis · 1 year
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Masterlist
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*:・゚✧*:・゚SIMPBUR*:・゚✧*:・゚ denial- !simpbur smut fun stream- !simpbur smut good boy- !simpbur smut comfort- !simpbur smut comfort pt.2- !simpbur smut his possession- !simpbur smut step!Simpbur- !simpbur smut another step!Simpbur- !simpbur smut another step!Simpbur pt.2- !simpbur smut head- !simpbur smut
tutoring- !simpbur smut call- !simpbur smut jealous- !simpbur smut podcast- !simpbur smut sharing is caring- !simpbur, sapnap smut being a top- !simpbur smut praise- !simpbur smut sharing you +dreamwastaken- smut tied up- !simpbur smut mirror- !simpbur smut
breakfast- !simpbur smut business meeting- !simpbur smut hickeys- !simpbur smut mornings- !simpbur smut Las Nevadas- + quackity, !simpbur smut (no smut with Quackity) under desk support- !simpbur smut for you- !simpbur smut hands- !simpbur smut editing- !simpbur smut his- !simpbur smut
professor- !simpbur smut fingers- !simpbur smut overprotective- step!simpbur smut sharing you- !simpbur, georgenotfound smut scary house- !simpbur smut his smart girl- !simpbur smut his smart girl pt.2- !simpbur smut professor- !simpbur smut the other woman- !simpbur smut doctor- !simpbur smut
first time- !simpbur smut stepdad- !simpbur smut collar- !simpbur smut
*:・゚✧*:・゚DREAM*:・゚✧*:・゚
halloween night -smut make out sesh- halloween night pt.2- fluff psychologist- smut his angel- smut enemies to...?- smut thank you- smut only thing I care about- fluff feeling sick- fluff hate- smut
step!Dream- smut poly!Sap + poly!Dream- smut poly!Sap + poly!Dream pt.2- smut lost game- fluff his drug- smut protective- smut audience +sapnap - smut sharing you +simpbur- smut three + sapnap, George smut them + george - fluff reminder- smut
*:・゚✧*:・゚WILBUR SOOT*:・゚✧*:・゚ be mine- fluff his guilty pleasure- fluff, none his guilty pleasure pt.2- fluff, none love beyond- fluff, none love beyond pt.2- fluff, none love beyond pt.3- fluff, none love beyond pt.4- smut body imagine-fluff you- fluff obsession- none jealousy- fluff short fluff- fluff
*:・゚✧*:・゚SAPNAP*:・゚✧*:・゚
sleepy- smut her patient- fluff her patient pt.2- smut her patient pt.3- fluff poly!Sap + poly!Dream - smut poly!Sap + poly!Dream pt.2- smut head- smut angry- smut sharing is caring + wilbur soot- smut pink dress- smut comforting- fluff sharing is caring- !simpbur, sapnap smut three- + dream, George smut tesla- smut inexperienced- smut taken- smut
*:・゚✧*:・゚GEORGENOTFOUND*:・゚✧*:・゚
the nickname- fluff deadly couple - fluff, none no shirt- smut three- + dream, sapnap -smut them- +dream - fluff sharing you- +!simpbur smut
*:・゚✧*:・゚QUACKITY*:・゚✧*:・゚
Las Nevadas - +!simpbur- (no smut with him)
*:・゚✧*:・゚KARL JACOBS*:・゚✧*:・゚
bad day- smut
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clitsuckerer · 2 years
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mommy vibes
dreamwastaken x fem!reader
WARNINGS- smut, subby!dream, domish!reader, characters are 18+ and in college, heavy degradation, virgin dream, just porn basically, face riding, handjob, cum play, reader is kind of mean ngl, and a bit slutty but good for her. 18+.
SUMMARY- you decide to have some fun with your inexperienced best friend.
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“do you think i'm pretty dream?” your sweet voice suddenly broke through the comfortable silence, causing dream to jump like a frightened little cat though not particularly because of your voice but more so because of the question. his head snapped up to look at you laying on your stomach next to him, green eyes wide in alarm and face already flushed.
you didn’t even understand how pretty you were it drove him crazy, soft lips looking so glossy and kissable, cute nose that he always had the urge to peck and your eyes, god your eyes got to him the most. so wide and pretty, always expressing how you feel through only a look and he always fell for them looks, the way you would pout and widen your sparkling eyes when you wanted him to do something for you forever had him running to deliver you the world at your feet in an instant. of course he couldn’t tell you all of this, no matter what he thought of you, no matter how he felt about you the shyness that comes with being near his astoundingly beautiful childhood best friend and life long crush always made him shrivel up in nerves.
dream gulped comically loud, looking at you like a deer caught in headlights which was honestly very usual for him, especially around you.
“it’s just a question dream, be honest with me.” you demanded of him, giving him that look that made him know that you would not accept him not answering this question and he knew he had to, otherwise he would face your wrath and fuck he did not want to face that.
“u-uh, i mean yeah y-you’re really pretty.” he wanted to say more, you’re beautiful, stunning, everything people want in a person, everything he wants in a person. but dream could never utter those words, not in this lifetime and not on this earth so he settled with the words he had stuttered out, not the truth he wanted to shower you in. 
“hmm, do you really think so?” you almost purred at the praise, as custom when someone gave you a compliment you went heart eyed and all giddy, lip caught between your teeth while you looked at him in wonder and something almost akin to lust, but of course not! dream was many things, incredibly smart, so very handsome and most definitely strong however dumb was not one of them. he would never fool himself into believing that you would look at him the same way you looked at all the boys and girls who you teasingly flirted with, the boys and girls who he knew you would fuck because you would come back to him with swollen lips and ruffled clothes and with that look that had him squirming in envy that it was not him that caused it and it may never be. no, he would never mistake that because he was smart, yet still you’re next words contradicted his entire existence in a mere second. “do i turn you on?” 
you know when you go to swallow something and it just makes you choke? the unavoidable coughs and sputters that actually really fucking hurt and make your throat all sore? that was him right now, except dream choked on air. on fucking air like an idiot and great, now he was coughing and his face was going red, all under your amused gaze. kind little you of course tried to help him the best you could with some soft pats to the back, it was all done in kindness and only a tiny bit of pity but the feeling of your small hand touching him through his thin shirt made it worse, so much embarrassingly worse until he was red in the face and heaving by the time he managed to calm down.
this was not how he expected his saturday evening to go, not at all. he thought you’d come over to study and it would be like normal, he thought you’d be here looking so beautiful and that you’d tease him as usual, he thought it’d be him secretly but not so secretly glancing at you anytime he could while you guys were studying on his bed like it always went but here you were spicing things up, shocking him like you always managed to do.
“you always have a boner when you’re with me dream, is it because of me?” dream’s cheeks darkened like never before at being called out like that, he really had thought he hid it well but all along you had known about the not so little problem you’re short skirts and tight tops always caused him. “c’mon i wanna know dream, do i make your dick hard.”
it seemed the universe was out to get him today, nothing but embarrassing moments upon embarrassing moments happening to him. it’d always been dream following after you everywhere you went, holding your books between classes and bringing you coffee every morning while he stuttered his way through his sentences, it’s how it always went ever since the 8th grade. and yes, he almost always did pop a boner because of you but he never thought you had noticed, apparently you had though you’d been nice enough to not call him out on it. that thought was even more embarrassing than the actual boner itself, knowing that you had noticed but just ignored it. fuck please somebody please strike him down he’s going to have a heart attack.
“u-uh,” dream stuttered, heart pounding in his ears as he tried to think of what to say that wouldn’t make you laugh in his face.
“it’s okay you know, kinda turns me on to be honest.” you shuffled closer to his body until you were kneeling between his legs and already it was too much for dream, your perfume mixed with the smell that was just you clouding his senses. “knowing that i turn you on so much you can’t help but get hard whenever you see me, it’s flattering really.”
his adams apple bobbed when he swallowed hard, hands sweaty and shaking as your hand crept up his leg. “do you want me to help you?”
your hand was already rubbing him through his pants before he could register what you had offered, not that he would deny you and you knew that. he was already rock hard before you even touched him, so achingly hard that it was tenting his pants. he swore he was in heaven right now, with your small hand teasingly rubbing him through his pants and your plump lips kissing his neck, he didn’t know how long it had been, probably less than a minute but it felt like 10 minutes before he realised how close he was. it happened so suddenly neither of you really expected it, one second dream had his head tilted back in pleasure as he enjoyed the sensation of your hand rubbing his length, not a single thought going through his dazed mind other than you and then the next second the overwhelming feeling of his orgasm hit him way too soon, pulling him into a dizzying high with your lips on his skin and hand making it all the more intense.
he struggled to even look at you after the pathetically premature but intense orgasm had washed over him, the way you were staring at him near primal as your hand still lightly rubbed his now darkened bulge. “do you want to fuck me dream?” you asked him with faux innocence, wide doe eyes staring into his like you had no idea what you were doing to him but he had a feeling you knew exactly what you were doing, he would never call you out on it though because he enjoyed it way too much. his head bobbed to your question, still not able to look at your pretty face from the embarrassment of cumming so quickly. “hm? look at me baby.”
the coo you let out when he peeked up at you made his heart flutter, cheeks flushed and lips swollen from being bitten so hard; he was a pretty sight for sure. “look at you, was it just my hand that done that to you?” and again he was too shy to look at you, head tilted down once again while he cursed himself and his non-existent will to not come so quickly in his head. “awe baby, you’re cute and all but i asked you a question and i expect an answer.”
god you really were something else, able to sound so sweet and powerful at the same time it never failed to make him swoon and bend to your will. so he nodded once again, stuttering out a quiet ‘yes’ because fuck did he want to.
“yeah? you wanna fuck my tight pussy but you just came in your pants when i barely touched you,” your voice was condescending, meant to make him squirm and paired with the sad pout on your lips it worked. “you’d cum before i even take your whole dick and that’s no fun is it. it’s not fun when you get to cum twice and i’m left unsatisfied.” you huffed and pouted, an over exaggerated look of sadness on your pretty features. “do you think you could make me cum?” it shocked dream, the question was so different from your demeanour, the dirty words spoken with a soft and curious tone that had his breath hitching in his throat. its not the most lewd thing you had said yet it still got to him the most.
truthfully dream wasn’t sure if he could, not only because he lacked the basic knowledge of how to make a girl cum beyond the porn he had seen but also because he knew that he would cum from the mere view of your pussy, god knows he wouldn’t last a second if he touched you and it made him feel ashamed. he's an astoundingly hot guy, albeit a bit nerdy, everyone thought he must be drowning in pussy everyday though that couldn't be further from the truth. but dream always gave his best in everything, would always make sure that he succeeded and was the best at everything so he was going to try his damned hardest to make the extremely hot girl in his bed proud. 
“i-i’ll try my best!” dream said in a desperate attempt to prove himself, the determination sparkling in his eyes fading when your glossy lips pulled up into a smirk at his words. so easily you had made his burst of confidence disappear into nothingness with only your lips, instead replaced by the nervous and timid dream that always came out around you specifically.
“you’ll try your best, hmm,” you saw a golden opportunity with this, a hot guy with a more than perfect dick in front of you who was so eager to please you but had never pleased anyone other than himself before, you could teach him so much, show him how to please you and in turn you would please him. it was a win-win situation really. “okay.”
“o-okay?” dream stuttered out, stumped by your simple response to his embarrassingly eager promise. he watched you move away from your perch between his legs, letting out a loud gulp when you stood up and he saw that your skirt was resting higher on your smooth thighs than before.
“uh huh!” was all you offered before you lifted your sweater over your head, revealing your perky braless tits to him. dream practically choked on air the second he laid his eyes on the soft mounds, a painful whimper leaving him as he squeezed his eyes shut for a long second. he wanted to make sure this was real and actually happening, that you were really half naked in front of him however an even more painful sound escaped him when he opened his eyes, being greeted by the sight of you fully naked and crawling your way up the bed towards him.
his cock jumped visibly when you reached him, your small hands resting on his firm thighs and his breathing was more than unsteady at the teasing contact, coming out in heaving puffs as he willed himself not to cum once again. he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he did that, would quite literally die of shame though right now he was finding it kind of hard to care when your naked body was so close to him, your hard nipples brushing up against his chest rendering him a flushed and horny mess much to your enjoyment.
just barely your lips brushed against his, so close to connecting with his, he only had to lean forward the tiniest bit and he would feel your plush lips against his own but alas dream was a coward, not having the confidence to actually do it so he just stared doe eyed and love struck as your sultry and somehow innocent looking eyes peered so closely into his.
“you have such nice lips dream,” you whispered, breath hitting his lips and seemingly warming his face that had ashamedly already been burning hot. “i wanna feel them on my pussy, can you do that for me?”
he nodded dumbly, eyes locked deeply as he stuttered out a breathy but sure ‘y-yes, i can,’ he had no idea how to eat a girl out, as you had probably guessed already but god knows he would die to have a taste of your pussy, experienced or not he was going to make you feel good. your head tilted cutely at his determined words, just staring into his glossy eyes before leaning closer so your noses brushed together.
“lay down.” the words were simple, easy to understand and said firmly in your angelic voice that he loved so much but it still confused dreams lust addled mind. even more so when you backed away from him, your warmth sadly torn away and it almost made him whine out loud.
still dream obeyed you immediately, eyes glued to you as he shuffled down the soft sheets under your admiring gaze until he was settled on his back, dick proudly tenting his pants and hands clenching the sheets in his hands in an attempt to rid the tingling need to touch your pretty body that was so close to him.
you bit your lip as your eyes took in his laid back form, it made him somewhat insecure to be analysed so closely, especially by you of all people but it all disappeared once he locked eyes with yours that were twinkling in wonder of all the things you could do with him.
he thought you were going to kiss him when you moved closer towards his head so he prepared himself to feel your soft lips against his, the heavenly plush pillows that kept him up at night but it never came, instead you pinned his shoulders to the bed and climbed onto his chest. dream of course had no fucking idea what you were doing and why you were currently straddling his chest but he’s not complaining! god no but he was curious, curious enough to timidly ask, “what are y-you uhm, what are you doing,” he stared up at you with wide eyes, laying uselessly limp under you while he tried to connect the dots in his head. you smirking at him like the cat that got the cream certainly didn’t help his bewilderment either.
“what do you think dream,” you said happily, shuffling up until you were hovering over his face, “i’m gonna make use of your pretty face and sit on it!”
once you had settled over his face dream waited patiently and nervously for your permission to start, his mouth was quite literally salivating at the view of your glistening pussy that was so temptingly close, swollen clit peeking out of your puffy folds and your juices coating the smooth skin, it was excruciating to be so close but not being able to do anything, or rather not knowing what to do really.
“you look so pretty underneath me dream,” his dilated eyes kept switching between your face and pussy, so obviously eager to taste you it made you giggle. “go on, do your best.”
with that he dove straight in, stumbling and inexperienced but determined to please you. the first taste of you was life changing for dream, dramatic yes but true nonetheless. the moan that escaped him was deep and loud, vibrating around the room as his tentative licks along your pussy turned more desperate and hungry the more he tasted you.
“don’t forget the clit dream, s’the best part.” you were already panting softly, hips humping along with his tongue you didn’t even seem to notice his trouble finding the little bud but once he did find it, god was your reaction worth it.
his hips jerked up when you let out a loud moan of his name, seeking some kind of stimulation but all he was met with was air. he would kill to feel your tight pussy wrapped around his cock, using him for your own pleasure and he would let you. his eyes rolled back at the thought of fucking you, he was thinking too far ahead he knew that he just couldn’t help his thoughts running wild.
his eyes ran along the smooth skin of your stomach and to your perky tits that were softly jiggling with your grinding before they settled on your face, eyes closed with your head tilted back and cute face scrunched in pleasure that he was causing, you just looked so pretty it made him whimper into your wetness and in turn made your eyes open to look down at the mess of a man between your thighs.
“mm, you like eating my pussy baby?” you hummed out in your soft voice, hazy with pleasure as you played with your soft tits and rocked against his tongue. “you’re humping the air like a desperate slut.”
your teasing giggle was cut off by a loud moan when dream took your clit between his lips and sucked hard at the swollen bud, the mouth that so often teased him now wide open and pouring out hot little whimpers that made his cock twitch madly. you tasted so sweet and so addictive, dream could just stay between your thighs for the rest of his life and he would be more than content living to serve you, you didn’t even have to touch him as long as he could touch you.
“you learn q-quickly,” dream grinned happily into your folds, eyes looking into yours for approval much like a puppy would when told to stay. he really was just a big puppy, so eager to please you and always following you around. “mm, fuck m’gonna cum,” you panted out, one hand moving from your chest to bury in his fluffy hair and he welcomed it, any bit of you touching him sent him into a pussy drunk fool who was so desperate to make you cum, so desperate to make you happy in any way possible. 
with your high approaching dream went harder, fucking his tongue into your clenching hole and moaning against your clit, he still didn’t know exactly what he was doing, was still clumsy and curious in his approach but he felt like he was doing pretty good if your desperate humping and loud cries were anything to go by. he gained enough confidence to move his hands that had been clenched by his side the whole time to grip your hips, helping you rock against his mouth as you came on his tongue. the whole time his eyes were glued to your beautiful scrunched up face, not even acknowledging the tight grip you had on his hair or the juices covering his chin and cheeks because all he could focus on was how beautiful you looked above him mid-orgasm. like his own goddess for him to worship.
“fuck fuck fuck! so good dream, oh my god,” you near screamed out, balancing yourself with one hand on the headboard as you crumbled above him in sheer bliss. he didn’t slow down the hungry licks in the least, instead getting increasingly ravenous the more your sweet juices hit his taste buds. you both barely registered that he was cumming with you in the haze of your orgasm, ribbons on his cum covering his stomach and your back as he happily licked at your leaking hole until his whole mouth was devouring your pussy, just so he could catch every bit of your essence that leaked out of you.
it was quiet for a few minutes afterwards, dream still softly licking at your folds and suckling at your clit as you came down from your impressive high. he was ecstatic to say the least, proud as well because he had made you come, the first person he had ever been with let alone the first person he had ever seen naked and it had been you.
eventually you climbed off of his flushed face much to his reluctance. he wanted to keep you there forever, make you cum over and over again so he would be the only one you ever needed, the only one you ever wanted but that was not going to happen for obvious reasons.
“wow,” you breathed out, flopping next to his lax form on the bed. “you did really good dream, like really good. i didn’t even have to tell you what to do, holy shit.”
“you liked it?” the pride was overwhelming, he almost preened at the praise you gave him like the puppy he was. “did i make you feel good?”
“mhm,” you rolled over so half of your body was resting on his, hair falling in your face as you smiled at him. god his heart was going to beat through his chest he just knew it, swore it was going to explode when you pecked his lips in a way too quick kiss. “i gotta go dream, it’s late.”
fuck, no please don’t go. stay and let me make you come so much all you think about is me, make you come so much that you’ll love me back is what he wanted to say. he wanted to scream it out, not let you leave but it died in his throat when you kissed down his body only to lick up the cum that stained his skin and clothes. he so desperately wanted to say something, beg you to stay however your wet tongue on his body made him short circuit. 
“mm, you taste so good,” you moaned, giving his clothed cock a kiss before you got up from the bed and started redressing. “this was fun dream, i have a lot more to teach you though so see you tomorrow!”
the whole time dream laid there in shock, in bliss and pleasure and happiness and so much more, he couldn’t even respond to you, could only watch your back as you skipped out of his room giddy with the orgasm you had just had. for hours after you had left he laid there, questioning if that had actually just happened; the taste of your juices lingering on his tongue proved that it actually had though and his cock plumped up with the thought of tomorrow on his mind.
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A/N- okay so i’m kinda rusty and there are some places in this fic that i admit i detest. i feel so rusty like how???? sorry for disappearing for while i have alot of fics on the way and might post some drabbles tonight because i am in a dream mood lemme tell you :DDDD anyways enjoy ig sorry if there are any mistakes i’ll edit it in a few days byeee <33333 
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Quackity: If you had too, what would you give up food or sex?
Y/n: Sex.
Dream: Seriously, answer faster.
Y/n: I’m sorry honey, when they said sex I wasn’t thinking about sex with you.
Dream: It’s like a giant hug.
Quackity: Karl, what about you? What would you give up sex or food?
Karl: Food.
Quackity: Okay, how about sex or dinosaurs?
Karl: Oh my God it’s like the movie Sophie’s Choice.
George: What about you Sapnap? What would you give up sex or food?
Sapnap: Oh... um... I don’t know, it’s too hard.
George: No, you gotta pick one.
Sapnap: Um, food... no, sex... no, food... sex... food. Ugh! I don’t know! I want both! I- I want hot people on bread!
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hearts4court · 6 months
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Hate sex with Dream!
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A/N: not a big fan of this, i’ve never written hate sex before so lemme know how y’all felt abt it.
Kinktober Masterlist!🎃🦇
Pairing: Dreamwastaken X afab!reader.
⚠️smut under the cut⚠️
Based on this!! —this is a porn link!!!
How did you get into this position? who knows, surely you don’t.
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Dreams hips slamming into you roughly from behind was driving you over the edge.
Your high pitched moans was all that was heard over his heavy breathing and groans, “yeah? you like that? i bet you fucking do.” he growled into your ear, grabbing onto your hair and pulling you back making you whine.
The rough and fast pace of his hips had you practically screaming, “fuck!- ohh, fuck..” you moan as you scratch at his arms on purpose to piss him off.
“Hurry up and—“ your speech was cut off by your moan,”finish, i’m tired of—fuck.. looking at your stupid fucking face-“ you breath out, rolling your eyes at him.
“oh yeah? if you hate my face so goddamn much, how about you come sit your pretty ass on it.” he growled into your ear making you bite your lip.
“maybe i will. knowing you—mm..— you’d probably e-enjoy it.”you manage to say between your moans, which earned you a low chuckle from Dream, with him licking his lips in satisfaction.
Don’t copy, translate or repost any of my work w/o my permission.
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First of all I hope this is the request section second of all love your writings you’ve done so far <3 now to my request, I’ve been seeing way to many edits about dream in mr beast Antartica video. What if fem/reader went along with them and slept with in dream,sapnap, jimmy tent. It would be a dream x reader, friends to lovers or already a couple your choice :). Can’t wait to read more from you <3
⇝ARTIC COLD.
CC! DreamWasTaken x FEM!Reader.
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SUMMARY: Spending 50 hours in Antarctica wasn't on your list of things to do this month, but neither was sharing a sleeping bag with your crush.
WARNINGS: Fluff, mentions of blood, illness (Dream's ill the whole time ☠️.), a lot of swearing!
A/N: My first request!! Thank you so much for it! <3 I chose the friends to lovers route with it, and kind of got carried away cause I love this idea (as you'll see)!! I'm actually really proud of this one, it might be my favourite piece of writing yet LMAO. Requests are still open!! Please don't forget to reblog/comment if you enjoy the post, it helps a lot!! Thank you all for the support! &lt;33
WORD COUNT: 5.8K
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You were used to travelling at this point.
Living with some of the biggest content creators of the year and creating content yourself meant that you were always being invited to places, whether it be conventions or get-togethers with internet friends.
And although you were well acquainted with Karl and knew who he worked for, you had never expected to be invited to be part of one of Mr Beast's survival challenges alongside your roommates and his crew, and you would've been crazy to even imagine you'd be invited to travel to Antarctica of all places.
After living for half a year in one of the warmer states in the U.S., you didn't know how you were meant to survive below 0 degrees when all you had to wear were tank tops and the occasional long sleeved shirt.
Which meant you were stuck borrowing your roommates' big chunky jackets and sweaters that they had brought alongside them for the trip.
It wasn't as if you weren't used to borrowing clothes from them, hell, you were pretty sure most of your closet consisted of Dream's clothes that were too small to fit him anymore.
But that didn't make it any less embarrassing.
"You look like a penguin."
George snorted as soon as you stumbled out of the jet's tiny bathroom, sporting one of the many jackets you were required to wear before exiting the aircraft and stepping onto Antarctica.
"Go fuck yourself." You sneered back, zipping your coat up to your chin and shoving your hands into the pockets, somehow already feeling the chill from the outside despite not having landed yet. "I'm afraid I won't be able to look as stylish as you wish me to during our stay in fucking Antarctica."
"I think you look stylish enough." Clay teased cheekily as he walked up from behind you, large hands landing on your shoulders to manoeuvre you out of his way, causing you to roll your eyes long enough to cause a headache at the cockiness he was exhibiting simply because you had chosen to wear his clothes instead of anyone else's.
"You're just saying that because it's your jacket she's wearing." Nolan commented as Karl helped him zip up the last of the many coats he was wearing, a teasing tone in his voice.
"And she looks good in it, what's the issue?" Dream didn't seem to want to back down from their back and forth, as usually happened with those. When Nolan didn't respond, the blond turned his head around and shot you a grin along with a thumbs up, his silent way of boasting after one of his so-called wins.
"You're such an idiot." You muttered under your breath as Sapnap handed you one of the many scarves that were littered across the floor, and you for one were glad that you had something to cover your face, not wanting anyone to notice the warmth that had risen to your cheeks after your small interaction with Dream.
Despite you living with him for almost a full year, he had somehow never gotten the memo about your true feelings towards him, unlike both Sapnap and George and half of the goddamn internet, who were full-on convinced that you were head over heels for the previously faceless YouTuber, and to be fair, they weren't far off.
He'd been the first one to reach out after lurking around in your streams, the first one to invite you into their server and make an effort to include you into the ongoing lore, to add you to streams with his internet friends and therefore introduce you to the people who you now considered to be your best friends.
It was inevitable, really. After countless hours spent listening to each other's voices through your speakers and being one of the first people to see his face despite his initial fear of rejection, how could you not fall in love with him? He was perfect, from the way his nose crinkled when he smiled to the countless moles adorning his body, he was perfect.
It was stupid, really, how hard you'd fallen for someone who had started out as a simple stranger on the internet who happened to also play Minecraft to one of the people you loved the most.
And you were going to make sure that he'd never know how much you truly loved him, the chances of your confession ruining the friendship you both had built too high to even consider.
"Why are you guys just standing around, we're about to land!" Jimmy came out of the cockpit, clapping his hands together and ushering everyone towards their luggage in an effort to get you to get ready quicker. "Come on! I don't want any of you catching frostbite and dying on me!"
"Wait, that's possible!?"
Despite all the layers of clothing Dream was currently sporting, he somehow managed to feel your hand wrap around his elbow, shuffling closer to his taller build as you readied to exit the aircraft.
"You okay?" He pulled his ski mask down below his lips so he could send you a reassuring smile, his juniper eyes obscured by the ski goggles that sat snuggly on his face.
"Yep. Totally okay. Totally not freaking out because we're about to spend 50 hours in the coldest place on earth. Totally fine, Clay." Your words came out of your mouth almost at the speed of light as your gloved hands fumbled with the scarf around your neck, receiving a laugh from the blond in response.
"Calm down. I doubt Jimmy will actually let us die, okay?" He moved your hands away from your face and fixed your problem himself, the smile on his lips only growing as his fingers brushed against your warming cheeks, a huge contrast to the cold air swirling outside.
"And if you do, just make sure to tell everyone to like and subscribe, okay?" A small 'oof!' left you as Chandler slammed his hands on your shoulders from behind, getting a slightly angered glare from Dream and a few giggles from the others at his action.
"Fuck you, man." You smiled, the sweet yet very brief encouragement you'd received lifting your spirits almost immediately.
But they were swiftly dampened as the doors opened, and holy fucking shit, you'd underestimated how cold it was going to be.
The sun was shining onto your small group, but not a single trace of warmth was felt on your skin, and oh god what you'd give to be back home curled underneath your bed covers holding Patches in your arms.
Jimmy didn't spare a single second to start the challenge, already heading over to the spot he'd claimed would be perfect for the makeshift camp that would be your home for the next two days.
Luckily, you'd been tasked with carrying one of the lighter pieces of luggage, and you'd be lying if you said you didn't almost busted a lung laughing whenever you saw one of the boys slip or trip and fall flat on their faces, but you did stop every time Dream stopped to cough, knowing he had caught a chill right before boarding the plane and the freezing temperatures you were being forced to travel through would likely do him no good.
After surviving a surprise blizzard and almost slipping a few times, you finally reached the spot Jimmy had marked in his mental map. You were almost ready to collapse into the soft looking snow, but of course, you were forced to put up the tents you'd be staying in, which proved even more difficult than propping up a normal tent in the woods, thanks to the never ending wind and slippy snow.
But as soon as you were allowed into the safety of the main tent, you curled into a ball in the corner and fought with your gloves to turn on your phone, which barely worked due to the cold.
"What the fuck are you trying to do with that?" Sapnap groaned as he fell to the ground in front of you, spying at the device in your hands as if he were some sort of prehistoric man and this was his first contact with fire. "You're an actual imbecile if you think there's going to be even a sliver of reception here."
You stuck your tongue out to him and moved to kick his side with your snow boots, snickering in victory as he finally moved away from you, leaving an empty spot at your side as Jimmy started to take out the strange contraptions that were required to make food in such extreme weather, but you were too tired to listen in to his explanation.
"Made you something." You visibly cringed at the sound of Dream's groggy voice before he came into view, ski mask and goggles abandoned so you could see clearly how red and runny his nose was, gloves off so he could hand you the warm packet of food he claimed to have made.
"Didn't know you were a Rudolph cosplayer.", You commented on his appearance with a sly smile, almost dropping the food as you felt him curl into your side, head falling onto your shoulder with a shaky moan of pain, clearly not amused by your attempt at a joke. "You okay?"
"No. Not okay." He whined, his warm breath hitting your neck from where his head was situated and causing goosebumps to form, your body still not used to this much proximity with him. "I feel like shit. Like… worse than shit."
You'd normally roll your eyes at such a statement, but you knew now that he was telling the truth, you'd seen the blood he coughed up the day before during your stay in Chile, and you knew that a cold could quickly turn into something way worse given the time.
You were ready to offer him help with whatever he needed, but you were cut off before you could even begin as you saw his mouth open wide from the corner of your eye.
"Wh-"
"Feed me." He attempted to say without closing his mouth, soft eyes looking up at you through his long eyelashes with a pleasing look. "C'mon. Hungry."
You tried to ignore the head creeping up your neck as you reached into the bag with the plastic spoon to scoop up some of the now lukewarm food out and into his mouth, watching as he closed his mouth around the spoon and gulped, moaning softly at the taste.
"Holy shit that might actually be the best thing I've ever tasted." He opened his mouth again, waiting for you to shovel a bit more food into his mouth.
"Oh, so what you said about my pesto was a lie?" You said, pouting in mock sadness as you repeated your action, shoving the spoon into his mouth a bit too hard and making him choke, but before you could apologise, he shook his head, answering your previous accusation.
"Okay, second best. Your cooking skills put this delicious cold goop to shame." He joked between a few chews, nudging you slightly with his shoulder. "You know that."
"Ah, so you're comparing my food to this?" You raised the bag in question and shook it a bit to further your point, trying your best to not burst out laughing at how panicked he looked as he tried to explain himself; a frown etching onto his face as you finally broke and let out a soft giggle.
"You're making fun of me." He finally seemed to realise as you nodded in response, about to shove some snow in your face if it weren't for the spoon that was shoved into his mouth and the puppy eyes you shot in his direction.
"Truce?"
The gulp he made was enough of a response for you.
Once the spoon you had used for Dream was well disposed of (you didn't want to risk getting ill yourself), you started eating some of the food yourself, Dream's head still snugly resting on your shoulder as he watched your every movement, making small talk every now and then and joining in on the conversations the others were having.
"Okay, it's like… almost midnight." Jimmy commented as he stared down at his watch, everyone staring back at him with the same bewildered expression, since the sun was still shining down onto your small camp. "We gotta get to bed."
"But it's still sunny outside!" Karl whined, pulling back the entrance slap to stare outside for a split moment, everyone immediately shouting at him for letting the cold in.
"And it's going to stay like that! Did the American school system fail you this badly!? Haven't you lot learnt about Antarctica? The sun is always up here!" George exclaimed in frustration, already zipping up his jacket, urging everyone else to abandon their food and do the same.
"Exactly! So let's get into our tents and try to get some rest, okay?" Jimmy encouraged, trying his best to keep everyone's morale up, picking up his sleeping bag and waiting for everyone to be ready before opening the tent.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" You heard Sapnap curse as he followed his group into the tent with their sleeping bags, your own pressed to your chest for extra warmth until you reached the tent you'd be staying in, quickly making yourself at home on the right side.
"Dibs!" You didn't even try to hide the amusement in your voice as you slammed your bag and belongings onto the plastic ground, immediately starting to zip down the giant coat you'd been wearing.
"Yeah, yeah." Jimmy rolled his eyes with a smile as he and Nolan claimed the left side, leaving Dream standing at the entrance in confusion, staring at the empty spot beside your sleeping bag as if it was an abomination of nature.
His brain hadn't seemed to comprehend that he'd be sleeping next to you when you confessed you'd feel safer sleeping in the same tent as him, he had simply assumed you'd be sleeping next to Nolan or Jimmy, not him.
"You okay, dude? You're letting in all the cold." Your voice snapped him out of the daze he had been in, rapidly nodding instead of answering since he really didn't trust his voice to work right then.
Once the tent was zipped up tight, he awkwardly shuffled towards you, watching intently as you pushed your jackets off, which left you in the tight shirt all of you wore beneath the heaps of coats.
His hands shook as he undid his sleeping bag, and he wasn't sure if it was because of the cold or because of how close to you he was going to be in a few minutes.
And he didn't know why this was affecting him so much, he'd been cuddled up into your side less than an hour ago, and he wouldn't be able to count the times you'd crawled into his bed back home after a nightmare or if you were being too lazy to make the few steps that it took from his room to yours. He'd had you in his arms, hell, he'd felt the warm skin of your waist beneath his open palms that one time he helped you decorate the Christmas tree, so why was this different?
Maybe he was deluded.
That's probably right, his cold had gotten so bad that it was affecting his senses, which meant he was now super fucking awkward around you and wanted nothing more than to hide his face in the crook of your neck and feel once again your warm skin bene-
What?
What the fuck?
What the actual fuck?
He froze in his tracks as he stopped his train of thought from going any further, his face heating up as he reviewed the thoughts about you that seemed to have infiltrated his mind.
Well…. it wasn't like he hadn't ever thought about you like that, it was sort of inevitable. You were one of his closest friends, (maybe his closest, but don't tell George that.) and yeah, maybe once in a while he had thought about kissing you, about threading his fingers through your hair and tracing every feature on your pretty face while you laid in his arms.
And… and maybe he had told himself that all those times you had come to him at night for comfort or had stayed in his arms while watching a movie, were nothing but platonic, that you would probably do the same with Sapnap or George (despite the absolute fucking jealousy he felt brewing inside of him at the thought of you lying in their arms instead of his.) and the moments you spent talking about everything and anything at the same time weren't reminiscent to all of his past relationships, because this wasn't a relationship! He was your best friend! Not some creep that was in love with the girl who trusted him the most! Nope! No way.
He nodded to himself in confirmation as he finally finished setting up his sleeping bag, flopping down onto it with an angered huff, ignoring the amused look you sent in his direction.
"You're going to sleep like that?" You questioned, poking his side teasingly, causing him to yelp and move away from your touch as if it was poison as quickly as he could, snapping his head down to look at his outfit.
His cheeks went even redder (if humanly possible) as he realised he had been this close to falling asleep in full Antarctica tactical gear, quickly shoving all of his layers off so he was in the tight shirt your two other tent-mates were also wearing.
"You're so stupid." You snorted at him with a fond smile, turning around on top of your makeshift bed to pick up your phone and some earphones you'd been smart enough to bring. "Downloaded some anime Karl recommended, you want to watch an episode before we sleep?" You offered, making sure your voice was low enough that it didn't disturb Jimmy or Nolan, who were busy talking to the cameraman; lifting an earbud in one hand and waving it around enticingly.
"Y-Yeah, why not?" He smiled back at you, awkwardly shuffling towards you and keeping his distance because he was your friend who respected your boundaries and definitely did not like you.
He sputtered out a whine as you rolled your eyes and pulled his sleeping bag flush against yours, forcing him to sit right next to you, arm to arm, leg to leg and foot to foot. He raised a shaking hand to pop in the earbud you handed to him and tried his best to focus on the screen and not on how fucking warm your skin felt against his, how cute you sounded when you let out a short snort or a low giggle, how pretty you looked from the side with the glow of your phone reflecting your features.
Fuck.
You, for one, were actually enjoying the show at hand (despite only having one earbud, but that didn't matter.), and not focusing on how close Dream was to you, something you were learning to do after all the times you'd spent curled into his side at his bed back home.
You hadn't really thought about how the sleeping arrangements would work back on the plane, you were more concerned about the plastic device Jimmy had shoved into your hand and tried his best to explain how it was supposed to help you use the restroom.
But now that you were given the time to breathe, you finally realised how close you'd be to him, the thought enough to make you want to shove your face into a pillow and scream into it like a schoolgirl, just like every time you ended up in his arms.
Before the episode could finish, the cameraman left after filming a bit of Jimmy and Nolan, the latter escorting him out and turning back around, his gaze flicking down to your sleeping bag.
"Ah, shit, your bag's ripped."
"What?" You let your phone fall onto your lap and leaned over your legs to grab at the end of what would've been your bed if it weren't for the giant gash that had split the bottom in half, exposing your socks to the outside. "Fuck! Jimmy!"
The man in question popped his head up from where he was lying down, surveying the damage before biting the inside of his cheek in thought, scratching his chin.
"Uh… I don't think we've got any spares. Are… Are you okay with sharing or something? I mean, you know Karl, he'll probably be up all night so you can probably take his or share…?"
Dream didn't want to admit how horrible the thought of you leaving his tent to share with Karl was and how disgusting he felt as the jealousy grew in a pit of his stomach as he kept on thinking about it.
"Uh-" You looked down at the threads hanging out of the tear, shrugging your shoulders as you silently agreed. "I mean… as long as Karl's okay with it…? I don't mind."
"Great! Here, let me hel-"
"You can just share with me."
Dream's groggy voice cut off Jimmy's enthusiastic one, causing all of the tent to snap their head into his direction, as if you had forgotten he was there.
"That's fine, right?"
"Yeah!" You cried out a bit too eager, quickly coughing and changing your tone of voice to a more mellow one. "Yeah, that's fine."
"Oookay! That's actually better. A lot of people huddle close for heat here so let's see if you help Dream with that cold of his, eh?" Jimmy nodded, slipping his sleep mask back down his face and lying down, leaving you and Dream wide awake and staring at each other, Nolan having slipped into his bag during your awkward conversation.
"Here." Dream got up and tried his best to pull the sleeping bag open to make more space, waiting patiently for you to unzip your snow boots and put on some fuzzy socks you'd manage to snag in Chile before taking the plane.
"Thanks," You mumbled quietly, awkwardly moving to a side of the bag so Dream would be able to fit in next to you. "For holding it open. And uhm, for offering. I really didn't want to leave the tent, plus, with Karl, Sapnap and George I doubt I'd get any sleep."
Dream snorted in affirmation, aware of how dangerous they were when put together, and he couldn't even imagine how powerful they'd be when contained in such a small space. It was his turn to throw off his boots (not even bothering to unzip them first), and quickly shove himself into the bag next to you in hopes of keeping the warmth his feet had previously been in.
After a bit of shifting and moving limbs, you finally got into a comfortable position, your body draped over his side to preserve warmth with an arm wrapped around you waist with the other tracing random shapes into the arm that was sprawled across his chest, something he subconsciously did every time you were in his arms in such a position.
"This is nice." He mumbled, half joking, half serious.
"Mhm." You hummed, not trusting yourself enough to form proper sentences, carefully resting your head onto his shoulder and tickling his cheek with your hair.
A few moments passed in the same position, Dream's warm hand rubbing circles onto your waist in an attempt to soothe your nerves, knowing how stressed you probably felt without having to ask. You almost melted in his touch as he moved his head to rub his nose into your hair, closing his eyes with a sigh.
"It's impossible to sleep." He finally broke the silence with the muttered sentence, making you giggle and hide your face further into his shoulder.
"Don't you have an eye mask?" You mumbled from your spot, voice muffled by his shirt, feeling him shift beneath you until his hands left you to pull what you assumed was the eye mask down to his face.
"Forgot about it." He grumbled, warm hands finding their spot back onto your body and continuing their ministrations on your skin, lulling you quickly to sleep, feeling as if your head had been stuffed with cotton, tired enough to ignore everything around you, especially the quiet confession that came from Dream's lips and the soft kiss that was pressed to your forehead, leaving it to be a secret of the night.
You were woken up rather abruptly, the tent opening and Karl's high pitched laugh coming in along with the cold air, making everyone in the tent groan in discomfort and move beneath the covers to preserve the warmth, including you two, who during the night seemed to have moved into a different position, your face pressed right into Dream's chest with his chin resting on the crown of your head, his hands cupping the pudge of your thighs as they wrapped around his waist, thumb rubbing in circles like he had done last night with your waist, quickly soothing you back to sleep.
"I'm going to kill you, Karl!" Nolan shouted from his bag as the boy rolled into the tent, Sapnap following close behind with a disposable camera, not trusting his phone enough in such a weather.
"You got it?"
"Yep."
Sapnap made sure the flash was off, not wanting either of you to fully wake up and ruin the moment, before snapping a few pictures of Dream and you cuddled beneath the top layer of his sleeping bag, keeping their giggles and snickers to a low before leaving the tent with a nice reminder of what had happened beneath you.
"Told you it was smart to bring a knife." Sapnap pointed to your discarded sleeping bag with a grin before fully exiting the tent, not without letting in a gust of cold wind.
That seemed to finally snap you out of your sleep, groaning softly as you wriggled in Dream's arms, stopping in your tracks as he let out an incoherent grumble and brought you closer into his arms, as if you were a simple teddy bear and not his best friend who had totally overstepped a line by actually fucking wrapping her legs around his waist as if he were your boyfriend!
"Clay." You whispered as you faced him, moving a hand to push a few of his curls out of the way of his closed eyes and observe the freckles splattered across his skin like stars in the night sky, your finger tracing the short invisible lines between all of them. "Wake up…"
"Hmng…" His hold on you tightened for a moment before returning back to normal, his way of pleading for you to give up and slip back into his arms.
"Claaayy~" you said a bit louder, pressing your finger into the tip of his nose in hopes of getting him to wake faster. "Come on, we've still got a whole day left."
"Do you think I'm actually well enough to do something?" He finally spoke, and you almost jumped at how much worse his voice sounded than last night, but that was a given due to the cold and the mix between his already muzzy voice and the deep tone his morning voice normally took. "Just stay here with me for a while…"
"But I'm well enough to do something, Clay." You mumbled, letting your arm fall by your side and attempting once again to escape his grip, smiling softly as he didn't fight this time and let you slip out easily.
You didn't make any further effort to wake him up again, giving him the luxury of sleeping in a bit longer and getting yourself ready to leave the tent, despite how warm his hold had been and how you truly wanted nothing more than to slip right into his hold and wrap your arms around him.
But you fought the urge to, exiting the warmth of your tent and rushing towards where Karl and George were building a snowman (although it wasn't much of a snowman due to Karl slipping and falling onto it every few minutes.), and offering to assist them.
Ignoring the cold and the fact you didn't have anything to decorate the so-called snowmen with, you actually had fun with them, having said goodbye to Nolan and Jimmy before they left to "claim a mountain" a few hours ago; and you were now left with four snowmen without features, so they really couldn't be called snowmen at all.
"I think it looks pretty good!" Karl hummed as he finished rolling one of the bigger parts of his snowman.
"It's just three balls of snow on top of each other, Karl." George deadpanned as he moved his goggles to see the abominations you three had made.
"I think it looks a bit like you." You stuck your tongue out at George, who returned the gesture before the both of you realised how cold it was to be doing it and quickly returned your tongues back into your mouths.
After making some food and welcoming Jimmy and Nolan back, you spent some time with Dream outside (despite how much your body was screaming at you to get somewhere warm.), and threw a few snowballs at each other, last night's events never discussed or mentioned during your conversations.
You finally realised how much time you had spent outside when Chandler announced the plane would be here in almost two hours, the fact you'd spent almost a day in the freezing snow enough to frighten you into getting frostbite.
"If my fingers fall off I want you to have them, Dream." You confessed to him as you both worked on taking down your tent, giddiness filling you at the loud laugh he let out, nodding his head with a smile beneath his ski mask.
"Yes ma'am, I'll make sure to cherish them until I die." He teased back, shoving whatever remained of the tent into a bag and wrapping some of the rope around it, letting you admire for a moment how strong he truly was before Sapnap called you over to help him with the rubbish.
You didn't have much time to talk as Jimmy hurried you all back to where you had started, where the plane was waiting in all its glory, and holy shit you couldn't wait to be back inside.
You almost tripped on the stairs from how desperate you were to get inside if it weren't for Dream's hands holding you up from behind, knowing how excited you were to get back into the warm safety of the aircraft.
You collapsed into one of the window seats with a loud dramatic exhale, closing your eyes for a moment to enjoy the warmth of the leather chairs and the exaggerated smell of the air freshener that was wafting along the main cabin.
"Fucking finally, right?" Dream laughed after shoving both your luggage into the upper compartments, knowing you'd probably be too exhausted to do it yourself after barely catching any sleep in the last 24 hours, and falling into the empty seat next to you.
"I never thought I'd say this, but…" you turned to look at him dramatically, his heart beating rapidly at your serious expression and words until you spoke. "I actually miss Florida."
He breathed out a sigh of relief along with a laugh, nodding his head in agreement as he moved his hand to wrap around yours, heart fluttering as you didn't even stop him from doing so.
"I can't wait to wear some shorts and a tank top and still be hot." You mumbled with a smile, turning your head to a side to make eye contact with him. "Although it'll probably be a bit too cold for that."
"Yeah, you never know with Floridan winters." He snorted, interlacing your fingers with his and moving to look out the window. "As long as I'm out of this coat, I'll be fine."
It was your turn to laugh, nodding your head in affirmation, and shifting on the seat to rest your head on his shoulder, much like he had done when you had first entered the tent.
Silence filled your little corner of the plane until he finally spoke, turning to you completely and making you lose the balance you previously had.
"You uh… did you hear what I said? Last… uh, last last night?"
You cocked your head to a side like a confused puppy would, shaking your head, a no.
"Uh… well… Shit I'm really going to regret this." He breathed out as a laugh, raising his free hand to pull off his ski mask and ruffle up his curls. "I… I kind of, well… kissed your forehead. And said I- I love you."
Your brain short circuited at his words, blankly staring into his eyes as if your body had stopped just so your mind could make any sense of what he was saying.
"In a non-platonic way."
"In a non-platonic way." You parroted, blinking like a fool as you watched him panic underneath your gaze.
"Yeah."
"Oh."
"Oh."
Silence once again filled your little corner, both of your hands still intertwined and both your gazes locked together, Dream's whole body ready to give out if you didn't give him an answer soon.
"Please say somet-"
"I love you too." Your confession cut him off, his mouth hanging open with unsaid words ready to come out, looking something akin to a fish out of water gasping for air.
"O-Oh!" He breathed out, his body finally catching up to his brain as he nodded at your confession, cheeks pink from both embarrassment and illness. "Holy shit."
"Holy shit." You echoed once again, although this time you ended it with a small breathless giggle, raising your free hand to cup his cheek, stubble pricking your palm and cold skin meeting warm.
"I really want to kiss you right now." He confessed, half closed eyes searching for your gaze as his hand came up to cover yours over his cheek. "But I don't want to get you sick."
You smiled at his pout, shrugging your shoulders as you nodded down towards your fingers. "There's no way I'm not getting sick after that, Clay. It's fine. I want to kiss you too."
He nodded faster than the speed of light as you started to pull him down, pressing your lips to his for a moment that felt like eternity, and oh god, it was better than you imagined. It felt as if fireworks were going off in your head, sending shivers down your spine and lighting every nerve within you on fire, his breath against your lips as he pulled back from them almost burning your skin from how much you wanted to press them back onto his.
"Holy shit."
And by the sounds of it, you hadn't been the only one affected ridiculously by the kiss.
"Can we do that more often?" Dream basically vibrated in his seat at the prospect of being able to repeat that experience, his smile only growing when you nodded your head, a matching one pulling at your lips.
"Yes. Yes please."
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drmsbluntrotation · 1 year
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Ughh but just imagine you on your knees looking up to him with doe eyes while sucking him off
fine i caved
*this is not proofread i made it at 3 in the morning but take it as u please*
nsfw! also this is my “first” fanfic written where it’s actually being published so sorry for any mistakes please feel free to give thoughts or ideas for more!
word count; 284
he felt such euphoria after seeing you take all of him. you took your hands and starting stroking the parts that your mouth couldn’t fill. you looked up only to be met by his eyes slightly glistening like he wanted to cry, his mouth agape with the most loveliest moans coming directly from him. dream almost lost it just by making eye contact with you. god you were hopeless. you needed him so bad but you wanted to make sure he was taken care of first. the way his hands held your hair up not wanting to stop your pace. you kept prolong eye contact with him, wanting to see him up close which drove dream nuts. his desperate groans and grunts indicated he was close. you stopped and swiped the spit lingering around your lips back into your mouth. dream whimpered from the lack of contact and you noticed his desperation the second his eyebrows scrunched up when you stopped. “wait please don’t” you cut him off because you knew if he begged for any longer you would’ve came then and there. he quickly melted onto the kiss in desperate need to be engulfed by you. sharing sloppy kisses with one another as well as soft moans coming from the both of you. his hands stroking every piece of you, slightly lifting your shirt up and going over your back. you took your own hands and put them over his, guiding them to his clothed dick, him gasping at the contact. “let’s take care of this yeah?” his pupils grew every time you talked him through. he loved the way you demanded him although he doesn’t show it he’ll do anything for you.
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imaginesfreetotake · 1 year
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Imagine going to a Sooners game with Dream and Sapnap
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