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megsbr · 2 years
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housewife | punz.
With your love language being acts of service, you enjoy helping your boyfriend out with cleaning and chores. And one day you just want to help him out but he gets intrigued with the concept of your preferred method of showing love.
cc!Punz x female!reader
WARNINGS: smut, slight slapping/spanking, oral (male receiving), daddy kink, fingering (female receiving), cockwarming, use of slut, sex while on call with unknowing people, unprotected sex, slight breeding kink, MDNI word count: 2.6k
author's note: wow this fic took a lot out of me and I honestly don't like it that much. but it took a while to write so i'll post it! I dont think I've ever written a fic with this many content warnings. oops. the ending also feels rushed so i might rewrite it at some point but please let me know what you think. hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! <3
You were standing in the tall doorway, unseen by your boyfriend who was deep in a valorant game with his friends and completely oblivious to your presence. He was surrounded by crushed water bottles and dirty plates from the snacks you have brought him throughout the day and was in basketball shorts and his favorite cozy sweater.
The stark difference in clothing pieces made you giggle to yourself, but you had to admit that he could pull it off well. And seeing him laughing and joking with his friends made your heart swell. Your small footsteps towards the desk alerted the blonde of your presence, him peering over his shoulder and flashing you a bright smile showing that he was excited to see you.
Coming up behind him and laying your head on his shoulder to stare blankly at the moving game caused Punz to mute his mic and direct his attention to you. You shared a kiss and let out a soft sigh as you pulled away, loving the small bits of affection you got from your boyfriend even when he was busy.
Moving away from the warmth of your boyfriend, you went to start gathering the plates and bottles, wanting to play a bit of housewife since you had nothing else to do. “You don’t have to clean up after me. It’s my mess babe.”
Punz reached out across the desk to take the trash out of your hands and then lay his fingers on your waist, turning you to face him. “I don’t mind. I like being your little housewife.” Punz’s eyebrows raised at your comment, a smirk making its way on his lips as his grip on your waist tightened.
He tugged you closer to his sitting figure, eventually bringing you down to sit on his lap with your legs on either side of him. His hands slowly crept up and down the sides of your body, following all the curves and dips that he loved so much.
“You like being a housewife? Is that your way of telling me you want me to propose soon?” His question felt very empty as it seemed that he was only focused on the skin that came into sight when your shirt rode up under his touch. “No, even though I wouldn’t mind having a ring.” You said pointily, with a head tilt and smug smile. That got a chuckle out of Punz as he was now bringing his hands to rub up and down your back.
“I mainly just like doing things for you. Acts of service or something like that.” Punz hummed in response as he was subtly pushing up the hem of your shirt, a sign of his that he wanted it off.
You brought your own hands to the fabric and slowly pulled up the shirt, which happened to be his. Before you could even drop the shirt on the floor, Punz had his hands cupping your breasts and squeezing lightly. “So acts of service. Like doing the dishes and laundry. Those types of things?’ Punz’s voice was getting deeper the longer he had you in this position.
He couldn’t stop dragging his fingers across your skin, connecting the dots with all of your freckles and birthmarks. You hummed in response, your mind getting cloudy at just his touch. The sound of other voices was suddenly blaring through Punz’s computer, all of them some string of his name and exclamations about the next game starting.
Punz side-eyed the source of the voices, quickly telling them he was just going to the bathroom. After insta-locking his agent, he muted again and brought his attention back to you. “What about other types of service?” His new obsession was now the waistband of your sweatpants and, more specifically, the tied strings that were keeping them up. “You know, the physical kind?” At his clarification, you pushed off his chest and placed your feet on the ground.
Punz went to protest your movements, but his mouth dried up once he saw your sweatpants and underwear both hit the floor. Your boyfriend’s eyes raked your body up and down as you ran your fingers through your hair and pushed it out of your face. “I can do any act of service my daddy wants me to.”
You climbed back onto his lap just as his new game loaded in and the countdown to the first round started. Punz’s breathing got heavier and his pupils dilated at the wet patch forming on his thigh. “Let me put it in baby.” Punz all but whispered into your ear as he leaned forward to start playing the round.
You just nodded as you sat back a bit to push his shorts down, his hips lifting for a split second, which caused his knee to push into your heat. A moan slipped past your lips at the contact and Punz slapped your thigh right after. “Absolutely none of that. I am going to be unmuted and I don’t want a single sound out of you.”
You quickly nodded, paying no actual attention to what he was saying as you slipped off the gaming chair and landed on the soft carpet. You sat on your knees and came eye level with Punz’s cock. You looked up at Punz and he gave a slight nod as permission to touch him. You moved swiftly to stroke up and down, your thumb swiping the top to collect the little bit of precum that had appeared. This got a low groan out of Punz and an excuse about dying when his friends asked what was wrong.
You could feel Punz’s glare, but you were too busy giving his tip kitten licks. Your hand was still working the shaft as you took the whole head in your mouth, the sudden warmth causing Punz to buck his hips. He muted to quickly mumbled a pathetic excuse of an apology before returning right back to his game. Knowing he was talking back and forth to his friends while still playing the game and getting the most kills was causing your heat to throb.
You were just getting more and more turned on every second. Removing your hands completely, you started to take all of him in your mouth, going so far down your nose brushed against the hairs of his happy trail. Punz continued to use the excuse of missing a shot or dying every time he groaned or whimpered at the feeling of cockwarming your mouth.
Clouded by your own needs, you snaked your arm in between your bodies and began rubbing circles on your clit for some friction. You were in complete bliss between touching yourself and slowly bobbing up and down on Punz. You were getting slightly dizzy from the stimulation, but you got even more turned from it.
Before you could get anywhere close to a release, Punz glanced down at you and saw your hips grinding into your hand. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Punz pushed his chair out, which in turn pulled his dick out of your mouth and exposed you rutting into your hand. “I don’t recall giving you permission to touch yourself.” He leaned down to rip your hand away from your clit and land a smack on your cheek.
The sting hurt but you didn’t care. You loved the pain that slowly grew more and more with each smack that was delivered. This was your favorite side of Punz. The one that would punish you and toss you around. “Is my dick not good enough for you? You’re such a slut that you couldn’t wait for me to finish my game.” Punz could make you cum from his words alone when he talked like that.
You looked up at him through your eyelashes and your lip in between your teeth. Punz could already see how fucked out you were with your lips the brightest shade of red and teary eyes. Punz ignored your attempt at apologizing and instead grabbed your waist to pull you back up.
You settled back into his lap where he immediately landed a smack on your ass. You leaned forward at the impact and pressed your face against his neck to quiet your moan. He landed two more, one right after the other before his hand comes up to wrap around your neck, pulling you to eye level with him. “Here’s how this is going to work princess.” His normally bright blue eyes were now turning so dark they could be considered black as his fingers gripped at your throat. He had a small smirk on top his lips as he watched you squirm under his touch.
Your eyelids were fluttering at the feeling of your lungs tightening and you were starting to let out gasps in an attempt to get air. “You are going to sit on my dick for the rest of this game. You are not allowed to touch yourself and you are not allowed to orgasm. If you do either, well let’s just say you won’t be walking tomorrow. You understand?”
You attempted to reply when his hand left your throat but between your gasps for air and his fingers now poking at your entrance, you just let out a stream of baby babbles and a weak nod. “Words princess.”
“Yes, I understand.” Punz fingered you for the rest of the round before he respawned and the next one was starting. The emptiness you felt when his fingers pulled out of you made you whimper but you were quickly quieted as Punz picked you up and dropped you on his dick. You sunk down as far as you could until your hips were flush with his. You both let out a groan together as you settled in the new feeling. “You feel so good, baby girl. So good for daddy. Like you were made for me.”
You continued to push your face into his neck to prevent your sounds from becoming too loud. Punz had to hold back from fucking up into you then and there because the way you were clenching around him right now was going to make him cum faster than a teenage boy. He pulled his chair back to his desk just in time to start the round.
“Now remember, no touching, no cumming, and absolutely no noise.”
Feeling you nod into his neck, Punz unmuted and apologized to his friends saying that he had to help you with something. Punz was barely halfway done with this game, and you didn’t think you would last long enough. Needing to anchor yourself on something, you threaded your fingers in Punz’s hair and kept a grip on the strands, grateful his most recent haircut left you some length to pull.
Surprisingly, Punz was still performing at his best despite being balls deep in his girlfriend. After a few minutes, your breathing evened out again, and you started to relax until Punz got an ace and he jumped up in his seat in excitement, which pushed him into you. You successfully managed to make no noise as he screamed with his friends and held your waist tight.
You must have been a good source of motivation because he continued to get aces in the next two rounds, each time causing him to thrust into you. Punz seemed unfazed by how miserable you were. Between the way you felt around him, to his thrusts, to his impressive valorant performance, you could feel yourself getting closer. Many times before this you’ve cum untouched and you were afraid this was going to be one of those times.
Part of you didn’t want to hold back, excited about the possibility of more punishments if you were to cum. But your submissive side was starting to come out and she didn’t want to upset Punz, wanted to be his good girl. His good little housewife. “Few more rounds princess. You’re doing so good.” Punz left a few lighter smacks on your ass as a reward before returning to the game.
It felt like an eternity, but the game finally ended, and Punz cheered along with his friends as the victory screen popped up. Someone offered up another game and before Punz could respond, you softly whined into his ear, slightly nibbling on it also.
“Sorry guys, I gotta head out. The missus needs me.” Sounds of boos and questioning exclamations at the use of ‘missus’ rang through his headphones, but he disconnected without responding to anyone. Once he found his way back to your waist and you knew you were in the clear, you let out a string of moans as you began to slightly bounce up and down on Punz’s dick.
“Are you proud of me daddy? I followed your rules.” Punz chuckled as he relaxed against his chair to fully look at you. You moved away from his neck and were now fully sitting up with your whole body on display for him. There was a bright pink tint on your cheeks, a thin layer of sweat covering your chest, and your hair was messy.
And Punz had never thought you looked prettier. His heart swelled at your pathetic bouncing on his dick, and he decided to take pity on you. His hand cupped your cheek lightly and he pushed himself up to meet your face, capturing you in a kiss that stopped your movements.
Both of you relaxed against each other as you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled yourselves together. You whined when you felt the material of his sweater scrap against your sensitive nipples. “Please fuck me.” You pulled away slightly, your lips still touching as you spoke. Reaching between your bodies, you pulled the sweater from Punz’s body and finally felt all of him pressed against you.
“You followed all my rules baby. Like the good little housewife that you are.” Punz slowly began pushing his hips up as well as helping you out by moving you up and down in rhythm with his thrusts. Every time Punz increased his speed, the louder you got. You threw your head back and closed your eyes tightly in pleasure. The angles Punz was hitting were pushing you closer and closer to the edge. Strings of praise were falling out of Punz's mouth as he rammed harder and harder into you.
He could tell you were getting close by the louder moans and the way you were constantly tightening around him. "So close baby. I'm gonna cum in you okay? I'll make you a pretty and pregnant housewife. You like the sound of that?" His dirty, slurred words paired with his sloppy thrusts were your breaking point. And the idea of getting pregnant ignited something in you because you came hard. “And I’ll get you to a big ring to match that pretty belly. You’ll be all mine.”
You felt the room spinning as your high came crashing down and you were being overstimulated by Punz's last few thrusts. "Tell me you love me. Please." By this point, Punz's whole dominant side has disappeared and his soft, needy pleads were in your ear.
"I love you so much Punz. I’m all yours. Come for me, baby." With one final thrust, he fell limp against his chair as he came, some of it slowly dripping out of you and down the sides of his dick. Finding your last bit of strength, you lifted yourself off Punz. A stream of cum came dripping down your leg but at that moment you could care less. You dropped down on top of your boyfriend, laying your head on his chest, listening to his racing heartbeat gradually get slower.
Punz wrapped his arms around you and held you as tight as possible. He placed a kiss on the top of your head when he saw your eyes slowly start to flutter shut. He ran his fingers through your hair as he whispered little I love you's and encouragements of sleep every few seconds. Once he knew you were sound asleep, he slowly stood up from the chair and carried you to bed. All the dirty dishes were still on the desk and were now paired with clothes littered all over the floor.
Maybe Punz would play the role of stay-at-home husband tomorrow and clean the house while you were at work. And possibly talk to your friends about your preferred style of engagement rings.
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prettytoxicrevolver · 6 months
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5 with Punz and hmm can the candy be a ring pop
“What else is on the list?” You ask, turning to look at Punz across the shopping cart between the two of you.
“Uh,” Punz murmurs, pulling his phone out to consult the list the two of you came up with.
As he does so, you continue to pull the cart by the front of it, wandering down to the next aisle hoping you don’t have to go back to the aisle you were just in.
“We need-“ Punz starts but your loud gasp makes him stop in his tracks.
“Can we get ring pops?” You ask excitedly, holding up the bag of candy.
“Really?”
“They’re my favorite!” You defend and Punz jokingly rolls his eyes.
“That’s your favorite candy? You have shit taste,” Punz states, wrinkling his nose at your candy.
“Be nice,” you pout, dropping your hand and throwing puppy eyes towards your boyfriend.
He walks around the cart, pulling you into his side and kissing the top of your head. With his free hand he grabs the bag of candy out of your hand and tosses it in the cart without a word.
“Thank you,” you grin up at your boyfriend and he rolls his eyes but smiles widely before returning back to the front of the cart.
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lucky-peoqle · 2 years
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I feel like punz would be so sweet if his s/o were feeling overwhelmed in a public setting. like either guiding them both to a quieter corner, or putting himself between s/o and the room and letting them curl their hands in his hoodie and giving reassuring little pecks on the head brb sobbing
im literally in study hall smiling down at my phone at this i cannot make this shit up. keep these sorta things coming cuz they’re so easy to write
like imagine you’re at twitchcon with punz just like hanging out, talking to fans, messing with him and foolish or literally anyone else from the dsmp n you realize how crowded (CUZ IT WAS CROWDED OKAY LIKE HOLY SHIT) it’s getting n your stomach just like drops a bit yknow? you start to shake a bit and at first punz didn’t even realize it cuz he’s talking to fans and just being a happy fella yknow, but yknow who does notice. our fav shark boy foolish for sure, n he sorta just quietly sneaks over to punz once he’s done with the fan he’s talking to. he sorta just nudges him n points to you, who’s sorta just trying your best to talk to a fan, but punz can tell somethings up. he knew you got easily overwhelmed during situations like this, which is why he was so proud of you for making it this long throughout the long weekend. he thanks foolish and makes his way over to you, saying hi to the fan you were talking to. he waits a second for the interaction to be over n then he just sorta pulls you close to him, “hey, you alright?” he says quietly just enough so you can here him. you shake your head gently, “no, not really.” so he takes your shaky hand into his and says a quick like brb to foolish n everyone else, leading you to a lesser crowded part of the lobby they were in. he looks down at you with a grin as you slide your hands through his hoodie pocket, pulling him close to you. he wraps his arms around you, rubbing his hands up and down your arms. “hey, don’t worry. you’re doing great,” he says giving you a kiss on the head. “babe, i know how hard this can be for you, i’m so proud of you.” another kiss to the head. you two stay like this for a few minutes, reassuring words and kisses to the forehead being thrown out here and there, before he makes sure you’re completely calmed down.
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zukikoof · 2 years
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I WAS NOT EXPECTING 102 LIKES ON MY SHITTY PUNZ BLURB
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stardustluvs · 8 months
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Helllo! This is my first ask, asking from your page. But could you do a reader (any gender or gender neutral) doing their best to suprise Punz and make him smile.
Like reader tries to do anything, even if its something random or just in the middle of nothing. But they try to make him crack a little smile?
Im thinking of a little wholesome today :>
Let Me Love You - Punz X Reader
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Word Count: 633
Pairing: Punz x gn!Reader
Summary: After a bad day, gn!reader just wants to see their boyfriend smile again, wanting to take care of him and make him feel better.
Warnings: Punz referred to by his real name
Author’s Note: I saw this in my requests and literally could have melted! This was so cute to write! Also, I know this is probably a tad different than you intended but I think it works just as well!
Requests are open! || masterlist
Today was so off, you couldn’t even put your finger as to why. Well. Maybe you could. Luke had only come out of his bedroom maybe once today and it sounded like it took everything in him to even say a simple “hello” or “good morning.”
You stared at the staircase from the kitchen, debating on going to check on him. Normally he would’ve made more conversation or invited you to come hang out in his room with him or something, but today? Nothing.
You practically lived here now, having spent nearly every day at his house for the past year you’ve been together, so you understood if maybe he wanted his own space, but this felt like something he would’ve said if he felt that way about.
Another moment went by before turning on your heel to go check on him without another thought. As you approached his bedroom door though, you hesitated suddenly.
If he wants space, it should be respected.
The conflicting thoughts battled in your mind but you refused to let it get in the way. What if something was wrong?
You knocked on the door softly, but loud enough he would hear it from inside.
You were about to enter when nothing but silence followed until you could hear your boyfriend’s voice telling you to come in. You frowned softly at the realization his voice didn’t seem…him.
As you opened the door, you peeked your head into the bedroom, glancing around until you found him on his bed, staring down at his phone.
“Are you okay?” You asked him, stepping into the room completely, shutting the door softly behind you as you made your way over to the bed to sit next to him. He was sat up against the headboard of his bed, mindlessly scrolling on what you could only guess was Twitter or Instagram.
He didn’t answer, not unless a soft “mm” counts, and to you, it did not.
You rested your head against his shoulder, watching him scroll. Silently, he laid his head against yours, turning his phone off and setting it in his lap.
“What’s going on, Luke?” You asked him softly, moving your head to look at him.
“Just a shitty day. I had a horrible stream last night and I also barely got any sleep afterward, and I just feel…bleh,” He sighed.
You frowned softly at his answer, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
He grabbed your hand softly, rubbing his thumb against it gently, “You don’t need to worry about me, you have your own shit going on,” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.
“You’re literally crazy, come here,” You said, pulling him into a hug.
He hugged you back with a sigh, “Sorry I’ve been so absent today.”
You pulled away, shaking your head ‘no.’
“Don’t apologize for having a bad day,” You said, “here, lay down with me,” You added.
You lay down on his bed, pulling him down with you, throwing the blanket over the two of you.
“Don’t we have stuff to do today?” He asked, after laying down reluctantly.
“Yeah, nap,” You responded with a small laugh, kissing his forehead.
For the first time all day, he smiled softly at you, and it gave you a familiar feeling of happiness.
“I missed your smile,” You told him softly as he rested his head next to yours, facing you.
He hugged your waist as he buried his face into your chest.
It wasn’t often he let himself be the one to be taken care of, but he was always the sweetest when it happened, and you enjoyed getting to return the love you felt for him.
You watched as he drifted off to sleep, running a hand through his hair softly, falling asleep yourself soon after.
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amor-brooklynn · 2 years
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no bc i want punz to rail the shit out of me in front of sap
omg, that would literally be heaven!!
having punz fuck you from behind as he leans closer to your ear, whispering the naughty things that he wants to do to you, while degrading you in the process.
sap, on the other hand who couldnt help but touch himself was jacking off to the sight of the two, fucking into his fist relentlessly.
they would both switch, unless sometimes they're fucking into you at the same time <3 sap praising you, and punz degrading you
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beeindaclouds · 2 years
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Hi! Im new to this blog and i ADORE your writings very much!! May i request punz and dream (seperate) w/ gn!reader that is selective mute? Bonus if they hear the reader talk for the first time and the reader's voice is just like so?!?!?!? Cute?!?! If thats make sense for you. Thanks! Can i be 🍙 anon? Bye and sorry if this is too long ^^;
Hallo, thank for requesting!
Welcome to my blog and to the family 🍙 anon, hope you enjoy <3
Dream and Punz react to a selective mute! Reader
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Click Here before requesting, please ^^
Reader: GN - They/Them
Kind of like Callahan, you mostly communicate with everyone through texts
You just get too anxious to talk and everybody in the smp repsects that
So you mostly work behind the scenes and sometimes appear for comic relief
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❝ Dream ❞
He was the one that suggested you joined the SMP
You had been a close friend of Callahan, so he befriended you quiet quickly
He also wanted to help you slowly get comfortable around them and maybe talk a little whenever the times comes
So when one day you abruptly called Dream on discord he had to get himself mentally ready
"...hi"
*insert sound of things crashing and falling*
"Oh god, Dream, are you ok???"
"Yup- just wet... everything"
You laughed at his answer
He was so surprised to hear you that he accidentally knocked his water bottle and wet himself
But hearing you talk AND laugh just made him forget what happened
He was just happy that you were comfortable with him
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❝ Punz ❞
You and Punz bonded thanks to Valorant
He secretly adored your little happy texts whenever you would win while he acted all grumpy
You both started texting eachother almost every day, wishing to be able to see eachother even if you were anxious about the idea
But he so happens to have moved close to your house, something you didn't tell him
Why? Because you felt ready to talk to him.
He had always been so patient and kind to you, so you trusted him fully and were more comfortable then ever around him
"H-Hi Punz"
So one day you knocked on his door and...
[also, he knows how you look like]
"Hold on- Y/N- omg I'm so happy to see you!!!"
He had completely disregarded the fact that you just talked, which made you feel more comfortable because it meant that he didn't care that much
You both were just happy to finally be with eachother and were exited for whats to come
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yourmamakira · 2 years
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Sneak peek at the smut im working on.
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Hehehehe SMUT
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urcatslitterbox · 2 years
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Hi! This is my first post and it’s basically just an introduction as to who I am. I won’t be using my real name on here so you could just address me as my user or something.
REQUEST ARE OPEN!!!
https://instagram.com/app.l3juic3.art?igshid=YmMyMTA2M2Y
-Art Instagram
Who I write for:
-Sam and Colby
-Evan peters and his characters
-Chris Evans and his characters
-Sebastian Stan/Bucky Barnes
-Murdoch Mysteries
-Matthew Grey Gubler/Spencer Reid
Have a lovely day<3
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psychidion · 2 years
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can c!tommy have the win within the staged disc saga finale? my thoughts.
[Might want to read this post first for my theory about the staging]
I think the better question to address is: did c!dream actually achieve what he wanted within the staging and did everything go to plan?
My simple answer is a flat out no.
But why do you say that, Dys? Well, I just find it hard to believe that this one time out of so many others, c!dream was able to predict c!tommy’s course of action, because objectively he is just not that great at it. I mean he’s incredibly frustrated with c!tommy’s chaotic nature for a reason; it’s because chaos is hard for him to control. He can only react, not predict; thus his reactions are so intense. 
For this reason, I cannot perceive c!dream as anything other than sincerely panicked after c!punz shows up with everyone, because c!tommy just grabs hold so strongly to the high of this victory that he starts acting completely unexpected and c!dream, since he wasn’t prepared for that, doesn’t know what to do.
You can see him almost grasping at straws in this small interchange after everyone shows up and c!tommy forces him to give up all his things.   d: ‘You said [that] I’m not gonna kill you, and I know you’re not going to kill me-’ t: ‘Why would I not kill you?’ d: ‘Cause we have so much fun together.’  
Besides the last line being absolutely disturbing, this interchange clearly conveys how delusional c!dream really is. Not only is he saying this in front of everyone (he is so lucky that no one remembers this, because what the actual hell), he also thinks that pushing into this perception of their relationship will actually help him convince c!tommy not to kill him. I mean c!tommy is able to use it to his advantage with him, so why wouldn’t it work for the other way around? But he hasn’t recognized that c!tommy doesn’t abide by his perception of things anymore. And when he finally realizes this, he literally starts falling apart.
But why? Wasn’t he intending to be defeated anyway? Well, we actually know what he wanted to happen after he was defeated. While they’re trying to decide what to do with him, he tries to suggest that they just exile him and then he won’t bother anyone, so I think it’s fair to assume this is what he wanted done. He did not expect that c!tommy would want so deeply to kill him, and I don’t even think he expected that he would be put in prison (although I think he probably preferred it to death). 
His personal disarray is not only due to this unexpected development, but also due to his individual sense of power/control, especially concerning the dynamic between himself and c!tommy.
With c!tommy actually catching c!dream off guard with his retaliation, he upends their existing power dynamic, taking the sense of control that was once c!dream’s and leaving c!dream actually powerless to do anything. This shift is probably why c!dream seems so depressed during the first prison visit (and c!tommy, in contrast, is actually happy), because he is just wallowing in this sense of powerlessness and the fact he has no way to fix it. 
However, does any of this actually matter for where we are now with the story? Not really, to be fair. While c!tommy did get the win here, c!dream managed to overturn his upper hand through killing and reviving him. C!dream also eventually escaped the prison, and while most people are rather wary of him, he has the advantage that memory is fragile and if he seems like he’s changed enough, people will not pay attention to him.
I know people have noted in frustration that there didn’t seem to be enough paranoia from the characters concerning c!dream, but I honestly think one can view that as intentional. People have forgotten (or just don’t know) how c!dream works and that’s exactly what he wants. So while the plan didn’t work exactly as it was intended to, at this point in time, it seems as if it did.
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megsbr · 2 years
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distraction | punz.
You were just trying to enjoy a gaming night with your friends on a night your boyfriend was acting particularly needy. After a string of texts, one caught your eye and changed your plans for the night.
cc!Punz x fem!reader
WARNINGS: smut, sexting, degrading terms, slapping, throat fucking, MDNI word count: 2.1k
author's note: this is actual a fic based on a blurb @sacnac posted that I just couldn't stop thinking about. so thank you to her for permission to write this fic based on her blurb! (and make sure to check her out! i absolutely love her writing and enjoy seeing her on my dash!) this took me a while to write but I got there eventually! hope you enjoy and thank you for reading! <3
The sound of your character being killed rang through your ears along with the groans of your friends as that meant you lost the round. Your team was up by five, but that gap was slowly closing once the sides switched at the half. As your friends’ voices came through your headphones, you felt your phone buzzing in your pocket.
One buzz came after another, and you already knew who would be blowing up your phone this late at night. You directed your attention quickly to your phone screen and saw multiple texts from the blonde who was just a few rooms over. All the texts were similar and were filled with need. 
Punz had protested your willingness to accept your friend’s invitation to join their valorant games tonight. You hadn’t got to just game with your friends in a while so you were more than willing to spend the night with them. Your boyfriend on the other hand wanted you to himself that night. He had been clingy all day and it was clearly not going away anytime soon. 
“when will u be done???” “just a few more games i promise &lt;3”
You had barely been playing for an hour and you had no intentions of stopping anytime soon as the next round started. A few more texts had come in with offers of food and cuddles if you left your friends, but you didn’t bother sparing them more than a glance. After a couple more rounds, your team is now one round away from winning the whole match. You had just bought your friend a gun when your phone buzzed again, and you glanced over at it once again with a sigh.
“i miss u”
There was no time to respond as your friends started shouting about which way to go and where they saw the enemy team. You took the final shot on their Jett and won your team the game. Cheers and celebration flew through the discord call as you all basked in the glory of winning your second game in a row. There was talk of the best plays and the other team’s players, but you drowned them out as you finally read through all of your boyfriend’s texts.
Just as you were about to tell him you were on a win streak and couldn’t abandon your friends another text came through. This time it was accompanied by a picture that knocked the wind out of you. It was something resembling his countless mirror selfies but this one was different.
Punz was sat in his gaming chair, legs spread out to either side. The phone was half covering his face, but you could still see the little smirk he adorned that sent chills down your back. It is mostly dark in the room, but his streaming lights were on and were casting a beautiful, yellow glow on his skin. His hair was messy as if he had been running his hands through it recently. 
But the most interesting part of the picture was the pair of shorts that were pooled around his ankles and his hardened cock in his hand. It stood tall and proud with a bright tip that contrasted the pale color of his hand. 
“he misses you too”
You didn’t realize how dry your mouth had gotten as the shock of receiving such a photo faded and you came back to reality. Your friends were calling out your name and asking if you wanted to queue again. No matter how hard you tried, you couldn’t pull your eyes away from the photo. It was intoxicating and you were falling more and more every second. 
Images of Punz with his head thrown back as he let out strings of moans clouded your brain. Spit was building in your mouth at the mere thought of getting your mouth on him.
You managed to spew out a weak excuse to leave and promised to play another time. Just as they were attempting to convince you to stay you had already begun scrambling to exit out of everything and throw your headphones on your desk. You were practically skipping your way down to Punz’s streaming room where you found him in the same position as he was in the photo.
He still had his cock in his hand and was slowly moving it up and down. “I heard you get quiet when I saw the read receipt.” Punz chuckled to himself as he stared down at his moving hand. He hadn’t spared you one glance yet as you just stood in the doorway, shifting your weight onto each foot every couple of seconds.
Seeing him spread out on his chair in all his glory with his hand lazily stroking himself was going straight between your legs. “You’re pathetic, you know that?” Punz looked up to lock eyes with you through the mirror. 
His bright blue eyes bore into yours and they seemed to pull you farther into him each second. Without even realizing it, your feet were carrying you to where the chair sat in the middle of the room. Once you had two had come face to face, you instinctively fell to your knees in front of him. You got as comfortable as possible on your knees as you ignored the building sting from the carpet.
Punz leaned over to caress your face with his hand as he stared down at you with eyes that were overflowing with lust and hunger. “Just leaving your friends like that for some cock. That’s pretty embarrassing sweetheart.” His thumb felt like fire while it rubbed back and forth on your cheek. The way he was towering over you and staring down at you caused your breathing to quicken. “Is my cock all you can think about?” As you nodded almost immediately you licked your lips a few times to get them wet and shiny.
Just as Punz was about to throw another insult at you, your mouth opened wide as an invitation to him. But instead of accepting your idea, he just laughed and withdrew his hand just to bring it back down in the form of a slap.
Even as you relished in the sensation of the stinging burn on your face, you kept your mouth open wide. “Sweetheart, I don’t want your mouth tonight.” Punz then stood up from his chair and pushed it back, keeping eye contact with you the whole time. A pout formed on your face as you went to stand up and protest his statement. But Punz pushed down on your shoulders and prevented you from standing.
Before you could question why he landed another smack on your cheek and took a step towards you. His cock was basically pressed against your face, and it took everything in you to not start touching him then and there.
“I think you were staring at that computer screen too long with that pretty little face. So, I wanna use it instead.” 
Punz lifted his shirt up a bit onto his chest so he could get the full view of you on the floor, looking up at him with his cock in your face and the biggest dopey eyes. Seeing you sitting so patiently for him on your knees made him feel so proud and caused his heart to swell up. 
“God, you are so fucking pretty baby girl.” Punz ran his fingers through your hair for a few seconds, your eyes closing in bliss as you turned your head into his hand. He brought his hand back down to your face and opened your mouth a bit by pulling down on your chin. Punz admired you for a second before leaning down a bit and opening his mouth to drop a line of spit into your mouth. 
You let out a whimpered as you swallowed the spit and opened your mouth again to the same position. Punz slipped two fingers into your mouth and instructed you to suck them. You twirled your tongue around them a few times as Punz praised you for doing a good job. 
After he pulled his fingers out, Punz pushed his cock into your face again. You leaned forward to slowly lick the underside of his cock and then put your mouth onto the tip, earning a quick reaction from Punz. You wasted no time taking him all in your mouth at once, pushing yourself down his length. Punz placed his hands on either side of your face to help keep you in place. “Remember, tap my thigh twice if you need to stop,” Punz whispered down at you and waited for your little nod and mumbled groan to signal you remembered your safe action.
He started to slowly move his hips, his cock moving in and out of your mouth at a slower pace to help get you ready. You grabbed onto both of his thighs for support once he started increasing his speed. 
Before you knew it, Punz was almost violently bucking his hips into your throat and out again. You felt your lungs tighten up at the lack of air and the pain in your throat growing from the repeated attacks, but you didn’t care. The moans coming from Punz sounded heavenly. He was in pure bliss as he abused your throat for his own pleasure and showed no signs of slowing down for a while. “You feel so good, baby. Doing so well for me.” 
Strings of praise and moans of your name were bouncing off the walls as he continued to use you. Spit was spilling from your mouth and your eyes were watery from the few times you gagged at an especially rougher thrust. You were truly being used like a little toy right now by your boyfriend and you couldn’t be more content.
The slick sounds of Punz’s cock pulling all the way out and ramming back just edged him on further. “Gonna let me come in your mouth baby?” You tapped against his thigh once for yes. You needed to feel his warmth and you were ready to take all of him, not ever wanting to disappoint your boyfriend. “Wow, what a whore.” Punz scuffed as he slowed down his thrusts and gave you a false sense of calm before pulling all the way and letting you breathe in and immediately pushing himself in again, hitting the back of your throat. 
Punz threw his head back as you continued to bob your head back and forth on his dick in time with his thrusts. His eyes screwed shut and shuddered moans took over as he got sloppy with his thrusts. He moved to grab at the root of your hair, pulling for support. You moaned lowly on his dick, the vibrations pushing Punz closer to his finish.
You felt his dick start twitching a few times in your mouth and pushed yourself as far down as you could. Punz looked down at you again, seeing your eyes get hazy and tear falling down your face in pleasure. You started gagging a few times as you were beginning to feel that familiar tightness in your chest.
Punz hips start stuttering a bit as his release got closer. With a few more thrusts and a moan of your name, Punz felt the knot in his stomach release. He pulled a bit as he came in your mouth, your warmth just pulling everything out of him. He lazily thrusted in a few more times to urge you to swallow him. 
You pulled off him with a pop and let his dick fall out of your mouth. Punz tapped his thumb against your bottom lip in his post-orgasm haze. You showed off your empty mouth and he smiled down at you. 
Punz reached down to help you up, opting to just pick you up and carry you to your shared bedroom. He laid you down on the bed and left the room, quickly returning with a glass of water and pain meds. “Your throat will probably start hurting soon. So you probably shouldn’t talk.” You nodded softly as you smiled at his gestures and how much he wanted to take care of you.
He placed the meds on the side table and handed you the water, letting you take a few sips before placing that down as well. You guys changed into comfier clothes and got cuddled together in bed.
You laid your head on Punz’s chest and listened to his breathing, and let him run his fingers through your hair the same he had just a few minutes prior, but in a much different context.
“I love you so much”, was one of the last things you heard as you drifted to sleep in the arms of the man you loved.
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prettytoxicrevolver · 5 months
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Scenario one and dialogue seventeen for Punz please?
Punz had come home to visit you and your family for the holidays and the weather had been unforgiving the entire time. He had planned to leave just before Christmas so he could head home and see his family for the holiday but the weather insisted on a snowstorm two days before. 
You wake up in Punz’s warm embrace, your eyes cracking open to look at the stream of lighting cascading the room in a halo. You strain your eyes to look out and see the snow coming down in thick flurries. A soft smile rests on your lips and you let out a sigh when Punz’s arm tightens around your waist, his head pushing into your back. 
“G’morning,” you murmur and Punz hums against you. 
“Morning pretty girl,” he responds and your heart flutters in your chest. 
You and Punz stay in bed for a little bit, discussing the possibility of him leaving for home today but a check in on the weather tells you there is no chance of even leaving your apartment with how much it snowed and is still snowing. It was full blizzard mode, you and Punz were officially snowed in. 
“Want some hot chocolate?” Punz asks after a quiet bit, your boyfriend sitting up to look at you and you nod shyly. 
“Be right back,” he tells you, pecking your lips before getting out of bed. 
When Punz is out of the room, you sit up further and lean against the headboard and check your phone as he makes the drinks. He comes back a few minutes later, two huge mugs in his hands. He carefully climbs into bed again, handing you a mug before snuggling back into your side and you sigh, feeling whole again. 
“I love you,” you say, turning and pressing a kiss to his cheek and Punz grins. 
“I love you too.”
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ravenxd · 10 months
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W E L C O M E T O . . .
OLD MASTERLIST = > NEW MASTERLIST
NOTE:
EDIT 7/16/2023 - I made this masterlist last year and never posted it because I didn't finish it but I will update it if I come across the ones that belong here.
Thank You so much for 2 amazing years:)
This masterlist contains works for 2021 that I'm not really proud of.
DreamWasTaken
Being Dream's FTM! S/o and Cockwarming him after sex [☆]
- Dream has morning wood, he gets hard inside his s/o, praising,
Saturday At Midnight [3 A.M Thoughts / ♤]
- Making out, Cc! Dream/ use of his name, implied sex, generally fluff, grinding,
Craving Your Touch [☆]
- make up(ish) sex, riding sub! dream, mommy kink,
Comparison [♤]
- Dream's s/o wearing his hoodie, size kink(?), spooning, dry humping
Stress [♡]
- dream feeling overwhelmed so his s/o tries comforting him
My Dream [☆]
- showing everyone that Dream is yours<3
Inducing [☆]
- dream with a breeding kink, cockwarming,
Dream XD
My God [☆]
- breeding, just breeding,
GeorgeNotFound
Cockwarming gnf while he's editing. [☆]
- Cockwarming, calling George daddy, hickeys,
Little Darling [☆]
- breeding kink, neck bites, blood
Feeling So Good [☆]
- george making his s/o squirt, overstimulation
Sapnap
All For Me [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]
- thigh riding, editing sap, squirting
Too Much [Blurb/ 3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]
- sapnap cumming to the point where he's so tired he can't anymore,
Head while streaming [☆]
- Sapnap gets head while streaming/ blowjobs under desk, swallowing, sir kink,
Soft Sex with Sapnap [☆]
- ^^^^
Overprotective [☆]
- slight dark turn at the end, overprotective sap, war mentions,
Getting High [☆]
- getting high with sapnap<3, weed, making out
Sitting on His Lap [☆]
- sitting on Sapnap's lap while he works<3, suggestive,
Punz
Jealous Punz gucking his gf raw [☆]
- Unprotected Sex, manhandling, possessive Punz,
MCC Practice [☆]
- Punz gets head during mcc practice, sub(ish) punz,
Corruption [☆]
- tentacle porn/ reader getting fucked by the egg, corrupted punz,
Eret
A King on His Throne [☆]
- Slight Voyeorism, breeding kink, dirty talking,
Thinking About Eret.. [☆]
- eret literally radiates big dick energy, size kink, his voice is so<3../ voice kink, praise and degradation,
Technoblade [SFW ONLY]
Protected by the Blood God [♤]
- yandere technoblade, techno warming up to a human
Karl Jacobs
True [☆]
- loss of virginity, soft sex with karl, praising,
DREAMTEAM
3 A.M Thoughts About Poly! DreamTeam ! [☆]
- Competetive Breeding, Potentially Hinted Corruption, no protection, cumming inside
Another Way To Show Love [3 A.M Thoughts/ Full Smut]
- Double Penetration in the same hole, Cum Eating/ george eating out his gf after sap and dream nut in her, blowjobs, recording/picture taking, little bit of angst, aftercare<3.
Marking Me Up [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]
- jealous dteam, implied sex, how they give their s/o hickeys
How It Came to Be [♡]
- How the relationship came to be,
ALL
Whispers and Praises [☆]
- only cc's comfortable with nsfw, praising,
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celestialking · 2 years
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Punz taking you back to your shared hotel room after loosing Twitch rivals & fucking you so rough, you get a noise complaint from the people next to you
Aye o7 ^w^ can do
NSFW 18+ only - Minors/Ageless blogs DNI
Warnings: as the blurb says^, plus overstim, gn
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You tried to console him, but he claimed it was fine. Punz definitely wasn't upset about losing.
"You did good babes," you frowned rubbing his shoulder.
"I know," he sighed. "Ugh, just I wish I didn't fuck up those tosses. Or absolutely throw on the pong round," he grumbled wrapping an arm around you.
You and him had gone back early to the hotel. It was a long day and quite honestly you just felt bad.
You sat on the bed as Punz moved around the room. "You sure you're okay? You still seem a little upset,"
His gaze softened as he looked over at you. "Yes I'm fine,"
"Okay well Foolish wants to know where we went. Karl challenged him to a game of pool and he wants us to cheer him on,"
Punz hummed at your statement throwing some of his accessories off.
"Unless- you don't want to go," you watched him move around still with a frown upon your lips. "You know if there's anything I can do to make you feel better just let me know,"
He looked over at you slowly. "Anything?"
Tilting your head you slowly agreed confused by his tone. "Anything,"
Anything translated to fucking the soul out of your body.
Poor Foolish had probably realized you weren't coming by now. That was okay though; you don't think you could move let alone have enough brain cells to speak to someone else.
Punz's cock fucked into you harshly. "My sweet love," he cooed burying his face into your neck. "Doing so good to make me feel better," he nipped, continuing to fuck away his frustrations.
You had stopped saying words around orgasm 3.
Your brain too muddled and fuzzy to piece together a simple sentence. All there was were moans and cries of his name. Punz was delighted by ability to make you lose cognitive function just from his dick sweetly pounding into you.
It was only when he stopped moving, dick buried to the hilt, that you made a different sound. A questioning whine.
Through blurry eyes you could see Punz holding the hotel phone to his ear. Very distant words fell upon you. You couldn't tell what was being said but the grin that spread across his lips made you tremble.
He set the phone down, hands settling back on your hips. "That was the front desk," he said. "Somebody called and said we're being too loud baby,"
For someone who just got tattled on he was unbothered. Punz immediately settled back into his harsh pace, attempting to fuck you deeper than before.
"You gonna cover your mouth and be quiet pretty? Or do I need to call Foolish to keep you quiet. I'm sure he can be good and keep his hands to himself,"
You whined shakily pointing at him. Punz should cover your mouth. He should do it. Your hands were already slipping from your lips as you bit back moans.
"Me? Oh no baby. Not me. Then no one would hear your noises and I still want the next room over to know who's fucking you so good,"
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grace122 · 1 year
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Okay I may not end up doing the snf blurb because I got kinda bored of the idea but here's a sort of continuation of that one Punz x reader x foolish blurb I did that once (the one where Punz convinces you to be bad)
You keep being bad after that one instance, but you keep blaming it on Punz since Foolish thinks you would never do something like what you've been blaming on Punz. You're his good girl, right? You wouldn't cause trouble on purpose. Punz, however, Foolish knows tends to be a brat, so he fully believes you whenever you tell him Punz did something, usually leading to Punz getting fucked by Foolish, not allowed to cum while he eats you out with his hands tied behind his back, Punz glaring up at you until he's eventually lost to the pleasure and his eyes go unfocused.
One day, though, you mess up and Foolish figures you out. As punishment he let's Punz do whatever he wants to you (within previously established boundaries). You end up on your back, Punz fucking you but not allowing you to cum, always pulling out before you do and finishing on your stomach. Your ass is sore from being smacked, and tears run down from your eyes, your head in Foolish's lap as he coos at you.
"I'm sorry," he says to you, a frown on his face. You cam see how much he's enjoying this, however. "You've been so bad lately, only to be blaming it on our poor Punzo and letting him take the fall for it. You used to be so good all the time, Angel, I don't know what's gotten into you. Maybe this will teach you to be good again, hm? You're not cut out for being a brat, not as good at it as our puppy is. If you wanted to be treated rough, all you had to do was ask like a good girl. You didn't have to go through all this trouble."
You were gagged, so you could only whimper as Punz pulled out once again, the heat of your approaching orgasm slowly dying out. You struggled a bit in protest, but your protests seemed to last less and less time each time. Punz chuckled almost cruelly as Foolish gave you a sympathetic smile.
"This isn't ending until you tap out or you beg him, Angel," Foolish told you, his voice dipping. "Are you ready to beg? Do you want to be a good girl again?"
You whimpered and nodded, and Foolish took the gag out of your mouth. "I'm waiting," Punz said, barely letting you catch your breath. Foolish gave him a sharp look, a warning not to get too cocky even if he was in charge this time around.
"Please," you whimpered out, your voice small and wobbly from the crying.
"You can do better, Angel, I know you can," Foolish encouraged you, his fingers running through your hair, occasionally wiping a tear away from your eyes. "Beg our puppy to let you cum, and then beg him to cum inside of you. You want that? You want to let him cum inside to make it up to him? Hm?"
You nodded frantically. "Yes! Yes, I want it so bad!" You moaned again as you felt Punz align his dick with your opening again, ready to push back in when he felt you had begged well enough. "Please cum inside me! I promise I won't be bad again, just please. Please, baby..."
"I'll accept it," Punz said. He slammed into you again, your head tipping back once more as you choked on tears again, knowing that you'll finally be getting your release this time. With how pent up you were, it barely took any time for you to cum, Punz rubbing at your clit to get you to your release faster. He followed soon after, releasing inside of you, giving a few last thrusts before pulling out, watching as his cum leaked out of you for a moment while Foolish left to go get stuff to clean the both of you up.
"Are you gonna be good from now on?" Foolish asked as he came back in the room, cleaning you up and giving both you and Punz water to drink. You nodded, your eyes closing once you and Punz were both clean and Foolish was cuddling you. You heard Foolish kiss Punz, whispering some words of encouragement and praise to him. "If you need to be fucked hard again, be a good girl and ask for it before it gets to this point again, yeah? I won't be as easy on you if there's a next time, Angel."
-🏳️‍🌈 I feel like this wasn't as good as I wanted it to be but oh well. Can you tell I don't know how to write punishments or begging? I should work on that, probably, which will probably mean more asks from me in the future
I really hope this sends because I didn't write it down anywhere else beforehand and I don't feel like copy pasting (you can only copy paste one paragraph at a time in Tumblr asks for some reason which is bullshit)
holy fuck anon this is actually amazing, like i’m droolinggg. The part where punz goes “i’ll accept it” make me get butterflies like why is that such a punz thing to say🤭
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blurryvxntage · 1 year
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little blurb/hc of dad!punz? there’s not enough of dad!punz, so like how he would be around the kids stuff like that (feel free to add as many things to it and take you time:)
-Saturn
i am always down to write literally anything punz. he is my main man 😔❤️
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Your daughter had decided that she wanted to be an artist. She could not be persuaded to do much of anything else other than paint and draw. Punz always liked when he was given the opportunity to be creative so he was absolutely soaking this up.
It was early in the morning, the sun had barely come up but your daughter was bright eyed. The door of your bedroom creaked open, followed by little footsteps making their way in.
Your daughter pulled on the comforter situated on the edge of the bed. “Dada, I want to draw.”
Punz turned on his side to lift the small girl into bed with the two of you. Your daughter settled in between you and Punz. Your hand reached out to tame the blonde hair that had turned crazy with sleep.
“It’s so early, honey. Can we draw a little later?” Punz tried his best to make a deal. He loved spending time with her but he had just barely woken up.
Your daughter threw herself into her dads chest, looking up at him with the cutest face that he could not deny. “No.. I want to draw now!”
Punz sighed, looking at you for help. When you closed your eyes to ignore him, he knew that he was stuck.
The two of them sat on the floor of the living room, papers and crayons strewn about in their small circle. Your daughters drawings consisted mostly of scribbles, some shapes were easy to make out.
“Dada, look! It’s the playground!” Your daughter held up a picture to her dads face, the paper was covered in all colors of the rainbow.
“That looks amazing, sweetie!” He smiled. Punz’s drawing was a messy sketch of a city street. He still wasn’t fully awake, not being completely able to focus on his art.
“Hang it on the fridge?”
Your daughter was smiling, showing off the baby teeth that had come in. Punz nodded, never being able to say no to his little girl.
He lifted her up into his arms, carrying her and the drawing over to the fridge. He grabbed a magnet and gently placed the piece of paper in the center of the fridge. Punz thought it looked nothing less of perfect.
Your daughter cheered, pushing her head into her dads chest for a hug. Punz wrapped his arms around his sweet girl, giving her a warm hug while he admired her work.
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