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.

Picture this

You and punz are on a train ride together and your on the top part, where nobody goes, and your sitting beside him, looking out the window while he fingers You🥳

Song recommendation:

“B-babe! Someone’s gonna see” you groan quietly as his fingers are so deep inside you, hitting your sensitive spots, “then I guess you should be quiet, hm? It’s ok no one’s gonna come up here, just be a good girl.” He kisses you gently before adding another finger, making you gasp softly.

“You know I love you right?” He smirks before moving his fingers a tad bit faster, making you moan.

Ugh it’s replaying in my head

Puppy Love

SUMMARY; Wilbur loves to buy you flowers, jewelry, or any item your heart desires. He adores the style ‘old money’ , always buying you items that were inspired from it.

PAIRING; Wilbur x f!reader

(added the music inspired by it :3)

As usual, you and wilbur went on your daily stroll through the city every night. It was winter, and so the days were colder than usual. The lights of the buildings were quite cool-toned, so nothing too bright to blind anyone. It was the day before Christmas, so wilbur decided that for today instead of your stroll, you’d be receiving a vinyl of a song he chose for the two of you, your favorite flowers, and some jewelry.

The buildings have beautiful items on display, ranging from clothing, to accessories, and shoes.

“Oh my gosh Wilbur look at this!” It was a pair of silver earrings shaped like a bow. They happened to be on sale at an antique shop, the one you always wanted to visit. “Those suit you really well sweetheart.” He grabbed the handle to the door, opening it for you. “Well thank you kind sir!” you giggled as you entered the shop, Wilbur following behind.

The shop had so many items on display, it’s like you’ve fallen in love again. You find the pair of earrings and notice it comes with a matching bracelet and necklace. You didn’t really wear bracelets besides the pandora one Wilbur gifted you on Valentine’s Day. You had enough necklaces from how much Wilbur had gifted you; you had enough to open a necklace shop.

“Is that all you want?” Wilbur asked, eyeing around the other items he’d thought you like. “Hm, yeah.” He took the pair of earrings from your hand and went up to the register. You looked out the window, as it started to snow. Wilbur grabbed your hand from behind and the two of you walked out the shop.

You guys headed home because it was starting to get late, and you were exhausted from walking around. Wilbur got up the stairs, searching for his keys in his pocket. He unlocks the door to the apartment, and you both take off your shoes when you enter. Wilbur starts to lit the fireplace, while you go place your newly bought earrings in the bedroom.

You changed out of your clothes into some warm pajamas, then removing the headband that completed your hairstyle. You walked out the bedroom, and walked down to the living room. Wilbur was making hot chocolate since you didn’t drink coffee. You sat on the couch, wrapping a blanket over you and turning on a show the both of you enjoyed.

Wilbur walks over to you and hands you the mug, then taking his own spot next to you. You shifted closer to him, sharing the blanket between you two. You sipped the hot chocolate, which had a bunch of tiny marshmallows. Placing the mug on the coffee table, you felt even more sleepy after drinking it. You rested your head on Wilbur’s shoulder, drifting off to sleep.

Wilbur had finished his mug, but didn’t want to disturb you by placing the mugs in the sink. He simply just placed it along with yours and carried you to your bedroom. The sheets were comfortable and warm, but you opened your eyes as you heard footsteps fading away. “Wilbur?” you call out. He moves back to glance at you, “Don’t worry love, im right here.” He was putting away your bracelet and earrings, then removed his own jewelry.

You felt the weight on the other side of the bed, moving over to wilbur. Wilbur kept looking at the details of your face, how your eyelashes were a bit long, and how your nose scrunched whenever you got cold. He wraps his arm around you, bringing you into a sweethearts cradle. He moves the wisps of your hair that fell on your face. “I love you.” He whispers, placing a kiss on your forehead. you were a bit awake, spitting out an ‘I love you too’.

You woke up due to the smell of breakfast, and the pots clattering mostly. You rustled in bed, stretching your legs and arms. You sat on the edge of the bed for a minute or two, trying to wake up completely. Once you did, you changed into something pretty, and did your hair half up and half down. You grabbed a star hair-clip, and your bracelet. You did the bed, fixing the pillows and blanket.

You headed out the room, towards the bathroom. You brushed your teeth and washed your face and hands. It was finally Christmas, the last holiday of the year you’d been waiting for. You cleaned up whatever mess you had on the counter by the sink, then shutting the door to the bathroom. You walked into the kitchen, seeing wilbur happily hum to a song. You went and hugged him from behind, being careful not to burn yourself or him with the hot pan. He smiles and turns around. “Good morning love. Did you sleep well?” He asks, pulling you closer. You rest your head on his chest, “besides hearing you drop the pans a couple times, yes, i slept wonderful.

You let him go and sat on the stool by the counter. “I have a gift for you, it’s right there.” You notice a vase full of your favorite flowers, white roses with some blue ones. They were wrapped neatly, with a lace ribbon. You gasp at the sight of the beautiful flowers. “Wilbur I think I love you even more.” You say, examining the roses. He chuckles, “that’s not all. I have two more gifts.” You smile more, knowing you bought him a ticket to a show he’d been wanting to see for forever, and some other luxury items.

You two finish breakfast , and it’s still dark outside from the snow. Wilbur re-lits the fireplace, and you two sit on the chairs. Wilbur grabbed a box from the table, placing it in your hands. “Go on, open it.”

Inside the neatly wrapped box was another bracelet, but this bracelet was beautiful. It was a light pink with white, gold band, two little charms; one a moon and one a star. Where the charms hung there was one gold bead. You put on the bracelet and hugged wilbur. “Oh my gosh I love it!! Thank you Wilbur I love you!” Dragging out the ‘u’. He hugged you back tightly, feeling his warmth.

When he had opened his gift, he looked at you shocked. “Is this-“ his sentence was cut off by the gasp from his mouth. “Oh my god!” He got up and lifted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. “Oh my god thank you love. Oh my gosh- you have no idea how much I love you for this.” He hugged you once again but more tightly. You could feel the smile on his face. He let you down so he could give you his last gift.

He picked up a thin squared gift, wrapped in your favorite colour. “I got this vinyl for us, I’d thought you like it since your into oldies stuff.” You guys had a record player by the lamp in the living room, so wilbur gave you the gift to open. You opened it and it was a vinyl from Paul Anka. You adored his songs because they were oldies love songs. You read the title, ‘Puppy Love’

“Wilbur I love Paul Anka, but I don’t think I’ve heard this one before.” You walked over to the record player and put the vinyl on. He walked over and placed you right in front of him, “I bought this one because it reminded me of us.” You waited for the song to play and you fell in love with it. Wilbur loved seeing you smile, and he decided to spin you around. You laughed at his action, dancing with him.

flower field, c!punz x c!dream x fem reader (unfinished)

summary: punz promised to take the reader to a new flower field he found on the server, little did the reader know what lied ahead

(i honestly didn’t know what else to put but there ya go!)

"come on y/n, you can trust me" punz says putting his hands in the pockets of his white sweater "i don't know punz, you've been acting weird lately" you mumble fidgeting with your hands "oh come onnn" punz says starting to walk forward "i promise, the place i found has so many flowers for you to pick" he says as you trail behind him "even allium's" he mumbles making your head shoot up "really!" you say skipping forward to walk beside him, being how small you were it was basically painful to look up at him while you walked beside him and so was keeping up with his fast strides (yeah yeah my size kink is showing i know) "mhm, we're getting close now, it's really nice but i want to surprise you so i'm gonna cover your eyes ok?" he says causing you to nod dumbly too focused on the fact that you were going to see a so called "flower field". He stopped walking and pulling you by the arm lightly so your back was pressed against his chest and his one hand was covered your eyes "there, now start walking" he says fake kindness lacing his voice "did you see any daisys? maybe even some lavender?" you asks as he puts his other hand on your hip steering you to the left "mhm, lots of them" he mumbles walking you into a stone building and through a door "did it just get a little colder?" you ask "nope" he says immediately pushing the idea out of your brain and you come to a halt and you hear a door shut causing you to jump a little "punz what was that?" you mumble starting to feel fear bubbling up in your body, this was not a flower field.

punz only chuckles lightly before removing his hand from your eyes but not waist, you blink a few times before realizing you were in a stone room with a huge table in front of you with a map spread across it and on the other side of the table sat dream sitting in a chair with his feet kicked up, his mask was half broken and dirty giving you a view of his smirk. Your body immediately runs cold as you go to back up or run but punz is keeping a tight hold on your waist so you turn around and bury your face into punz's hoodie "you are so fucking gullible ya know that?" punz says earning a whine from you "what's wrong with you, why would you bring me he-here" you say starting to cry into his hoodie out of fear "because you are the easiest to take on the server, i could tell you anything and you'd immediately follow because your that fucking stupid" he says when suddenly you feel someone press up against your back "hi y/n" dream whispers causing your body to tremble as the two men sandwich you between them "what? are you really scared of me?" dream questions chuckling lightly when you nod into punz's sweater "yeah?" dream asks taking a handful of your hair and pulling you out of punz's chest earning a gasp from you as he forces you to look up at punz "you look so fucking pathetic between us like this" punz mumbles feeling himself getting hard at the sight while dream hums in agreement "no way to escape either, just trapped between us huh?" dream mumbles reaching down to grab your ass "so fucking vulnerable". Your heart start to beat faster when dream pushes his bulge against your ass earning a gasp from you as your eyes widen at the feeling "what? did you not expect that?" dream whispers leaning down to kiss “punz is hard too” he says moving your head down to look at punz’s bulge that was almost pressing against you “does that make you nervous? two bigger men sandwiching you between them while their cocks are rock hard?” he mumbles causing your legs to tremble slightly “or… does it turn you on?”

Should I do kinktober?

Cause if so i need to start planning now. God knows i’d need a head start for this shit to figure out theming and shit. So yeah pls vote yes or no in tags or replies and if majority is yes then i’ll make a google forms thingy for y’all to tell me kinks you’d want me to write about.

welcome<3

no age indicator in bio / date of birth etc = block

i don’t write for minors and for cc who are uncomfortable with smut unless it is their character. I don’t write for scat and ageplay (may be more adjustments later.)

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i post twice a week if i don’t post i am focus on other things. I have a #rayyywrites tag on all my work.

my requests are open!!

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mcyt

i wont write/tolerate posts about scat, piss, vomit, or age play.

george

all posts have been removed. FUCK george not found, tons of love to caiti. support the victim, always.

sapnap

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dream

thirst post - nsfw

thigh riding with dream

karl

virgin!karl headcanons - nsfw

quickies with karl, and after?

wilbur

all posts have been removed. FUCK wilbur soot, tons of love to shubble. support the victim, always.

quackity (sfw + suggestive only, no smut)

bf!quackity hcs (req)

bf!quackity hcs pt.2 (req)

quackity with a clingy s/o hcs (req)

quackity with an s/o who has adhd (req)

charlie slimecicle

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

schlatt

ask to @bvnnyblood - edging + overstimming during oral

nsfw schlatt hcs

jealousy - nsfw fic

housewife for schlatt headcanons - sfw & nsfw

housewife smutshot - coming soon

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

pegging schlatt - nsfw

schlatt when you're on your period- sfw

ted nivison

period hcs - sfw & nsfw

soft dom ted headcanons - sfw & nsfw

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

ted with a oral fixation - nsfw

several?

beach day - punz + foolish x reader smut

chuckle sandwich members after a long trip - sfw & nsfw headcanons

-- introduction and masterlist --

Hey! The name's Mitch, and you've reached my sussy adult blog. This is for my written smut works as well as reblogs of other smut works that I love reading. I currently have a pretty small output in this blog but I have more smut in the works that I will post here.

If you're not comfortable seeing 18+ content in this blog, please leave. Otherwise, enjoy your stay! Here's the masterlist below the cut, with both my works and reblogged ones (with respective credits to the authors)!

oneshots.

note: this makes me realize I should've written more smut here lmaooo

-- karl jacobs -- cuffed on the ropes

-- foolish -- untitled piece — inspired by a post from slvtofthemonth

-- jschlatt -- freshly baked cookies — this isn't that nsfw but oh well; inspired by a post from halo-u untitled piece (inexperienced schlatt) — inspired by a post from halo-u

-- nutember pieces (dsmp) -- day 1: morning sex | karl x reader day 2: glove kink | punz x reader day 3: choking | karlnap day 4: watersports | dreamnotfound day 5: somnophilia | dreamnotfound day 6: whipping | sam x reader day 7: threesome | sam x reader x punz day 8: knife play | karlnap day 9: dry humping | sam x reader

reblogged works.

-- francis mosses -- milking the milkman | missouki something that never existed | spicyspiders choke on it | midnightsky-1 untitled (was bored on the plane and wrote it) | mikomikumi that's not my milkman | lazi4ss let me in | notmyneighbor — reblogged chapter 3 of this fic; visit author's blog to read the rest of the chapters how wonderful life is while you're in this world | conelluwrites oh, mr mosses (series) | trulyumai молоко | shockedemojiatsv save the cow, milk the milkman | eternityofend stress relief (not really) | toutallyahoe milk and water - pt. i and pt. ii | ciaoteamo

-- joel miller -- starin' problem | strawhbrrries teacher's pet | javiscigarette

-- simon "ghost" riley -- untitled (ghost imagine) | circe69 thigh riding | ghosties--writing

-- könig -- projekt amor | aeth-supremacy hate sex with könig | antigonusyuki

-- mike schmidt -- movement | strawhbrrries headcanons fnaf smut version | yanderestarangel

-- awesamdude -- if you like my face | doozers-afterhours

-- jschlatt -- gun kink schlatt hc | princessnivison

-- ted nivison -- ask by pray4saint sent to nvmadic — verbatim: 'i saw an instagram reel about this and IM REELING THINKING ABOUT IT WITH BEST FRIEND TED.'

-- charlie slimecicle -- late nights | gaarakun

-- jason todd -- my king | problem-bat

-- percy de rolo -- gunplay | cillivnz

So we're doing this now

Definition of Kink Meme (according to TvTropes)-

"A fandom and shipping phenomenon. Originally, most of them were based on LiveJournal, but a number have started on or moved to Dreamwidth. A Kink Meme is where a user (usually anonymously, though the rules on this differ between kink memes) posts both a pairing and a kink (or some kind of basic plot setup, or some other stipulation). Another user then anonymously fills this request with either a piece of fan art or a fanfic.

While kink memes, true to their name, usually contain plenty of smut, it is usually permissible to request fluff or drama fic with no sex or shipping elements as well, making this somewhat of an Artifact Name."

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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.

Nomination Overview - Crack Fic

Oh boy do we have some bangers in this category. Not as many fics here, but every one a gem. I'll give you a hint: we've got mangoball.

Title: And why are you British now?  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48950557/chapters/123691441#workskin Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: ace_of_arthropods Relationships: Grian & goodtimeswithscar, Jimmy solidarity & zedaph, rendog & bigb, Joehills & Martyn  Characters: Jimmy solidarity, Joe hills, grian, goodtimeswithscar, zedaph, Martyn inthelittlewood Length of the work: 11,506 words (incomplete fic) Genre: Crack Fic, Fluff Type: Fic Summary: “Wait a second...” Grian suddenly had an idea of what might have happened. He hastily dug through his horribly unorganized inventory for something with a mirrored surface. He eventually found a hand mirror with golden decorations, which he'd never seen before, and looked into it. A scarred face with dark green eyes looked back at him. “Oh no,” Grian said, in Scar's voice. (After double life, everyone returns to their home servers... or rather, their soulmate's home server, in their soulmate's body. Shenanigans ensue.)

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Title: Sapnap's Naga Harem Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49846090 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: ollie_oxen_free Relationships: Sapnap/Philza, Sapnap/Technoblade, Punz/Sapnap, Quackity/Sapnap, Dream/Sapnap, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Awesamdude/Sapnap, Sapnap/Foolish, Sapnap/Schlatt, Sapnap/Wilbur Soot Characters: Sapnap, Dream XD, Dream, Philza, Technoblade, Quackity, Punz Length of the work: 27,870 words (incomplete fic) Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Fluff, Fantasy AU, Humour, Romance, Smut Type: Fic Summary: Fresh out of school with a Masters in Magical Zoology, Sapnap is hired by a mysterious billionaire he knows only as XD to become one of the main caretakers of a new section of his magical menagerie. He's not sure what he's expecting, but ten fucking naga— rare, dangerous, mysterious— were not on the fucking list.

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Title: A Jackerella Story Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38446057/chapters/96084898 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: wetchickenbreast Relationships: Georgenotfound/Jack Manifold Characters: Jack Manifold, GeorgeNotFound, TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot, BadBoyHalo, Tubbo, Ranboo Length of the work: 6,328 words (incomplete fic) Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Drama, Fantasy AU, Humour Type: Fic Summary: Jackerella's life fucking sucks. Her goddamn parents died (how inconsiderate) and now she is stuck living as an indentured servant for her evil stepfamily. Her younger stepsister bites people (he won't stop no matter how many doctors they bring him to) and his older stepsister is a megabitch (also a homewrecker). His only friends are talking rats, so Jack is pretty much waiting on a miracle to get out of this mess... and that miracle comes in the form of a charming prince, some glass shoes, and a demon from hell (and the demon has MASSIVE tits).

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Title: pov: me when i fucking Get You Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45823945 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: doingthewritethings Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Quackity & Slimecicle Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Soot, Technoblade, Slimecicle, Eret Length of the work: 3,450 words Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Family, Friendship, High School AU, Humour, Modern AU, Chatfic Type: Fic Summary: From: [email protected] To: [email protected] what would you do if hypothetically speaking. there was this guy. and he was horrible and awful and his hair was so fluffy like sooo fluffy like imagine putting a mop on his head. like a big old mop. or a dog. but instead of being a wet dog he smelled like cinnamon and was probably really good to pet. ohhhh my god. or, the one where Wilbur thinks they're dating, Quackity thinks they're enemies, and Eret thinks she would really, really, really like to get things done in her student council meetings.

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Title: Cheater, Cheater (Mangoball) Link: https://glittering.world/mangoball/classic Fandom: Video Blogging RPF Author: mangobaii Relationships: Dream/George, Corpse Husband/Wilbur Characters: Dream, George, Corpse Husband, Sapnap, Quackity, Karl, Wilbur, BadBoyHalo Length of the work: 20k-ish? Depends on how you count usernames and such Genre: Crack Fic, Humour, Epistolary, Mangoball Type: Fic Summary: DNF social media epistolary fiction. George gets cheated on by Sapnap with Dream; love blooms, among other things.

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CKAU: Part One of ???

I often find myself struggling to write the first chapter of the Communication Knife AU.

When I first started writing awesamdream, it was me spitballing ideas in the dreblr minecraft server when it first opened, and trying to have fun with a ship that, at the time, wasn't considered A Big Thing, or was purely for whump purposes. And while writing for an AU, Sif was also there, poking and tormenting lovingly as a Sif does, and mentioned the concept of Auspisticism, a homestuck relationship, in regards to Dream, Sam, and Punz. And then one thing led to another, and now I have this big thing that makes me happy and had grown a lot bigger than I expected it to, and there's so many little drabbles and snippets and smut pieces that came out of it, that by the time new people started asking what the hell I was talking about, I realized that the context wasn't properly put together and hard to explain.

So I tried to put together a whole fic for it! And it hasn't been going well.

Because I really want to do the fic justice. I want to make it sound really lovely and use all the right words and explain very well all the things that made me insane so you can understand just the way it went when all this started! But in trying to do that, it's become so hard to write. I feel stuck, the words won't come, I overthink and overedit, and nothing is good enough.

But I still really, really do want to explain the AU so you can understand. And i know it won't be the perfect, well designed thing I built in my head, with all the write prose and all the little extra fancy things, but I'd rather you have it imperfectly than not at all.

Here you go, part one of ???:

(Sam: he/him

Dream: he/him

Punz: they/he

just to make sure.)

When things get bad for Dream in prison, he offers Sam sexual favors in return for better treatment, food/blankets/etc., and Sam agrees to this, regardless of the terrible ethics involved. Its not a great situation, for like, Obvious Reasons, and the consent is very much dubious here. Sam's possessive behavior is at its peak, and even if there ends up being less torture as part of the deal, it doesn't change that things are still fucked up.

When Dream escapes prison and finds Sam during Daedalus Arc, after scarring Sam, Dream offers to meet up to have sex again next week, out of a need to feel in control, to prove how he was Totally Not Traumatized he was and how he was absolutely fully capable of consenting to it, and the two continue their sexual activities.

However, Punz, who has been in a comfortably open relationship with Dream since before prison, bristles at the idea of Sam taking advantage of Dream, of the severe power imbalance still being a problem, and comes with him to these sexual encounters to protect him and keep Sam from pushing Dream's boundaries. They set up some rules, and if Sam breaks any or steps out of line, Punz will stab him with a special, gaudy blue knife that has 'Communication' engraved in its handle.

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"He tortured you!"

"Technically it was Quackity who did the torturing." Dream corrected him, meticulously sorting his inventory. Their base felt suffocating, tiny, and he wanted to be done and gone already, but Punz seemed ready to fight him the whole way.

"Don't give me that shit," Punz snapped. "Sam let him in, he starved you half to death, for God's sake, Dream, he r-"

"It was not." At breakneck speed, Dream turned on his heel and hissed. "I said yes. Don't you dare say I didn't."

"You weren't in a position to say no." Punz said fiercely. Something dark and angry crushed their heart in its fist. "You didn't have any choice-"

"I had a choice!"

The world seemed to stop moving, the air stale. Dreams breaths were shaky, heaving, and Punz realized with a lump in their throat that Dream was trembling from stress.

"I had a choice." Dream repeated. "And it was mine. Not his, not anyone's. I'm going to see him again, and that's my choice too. Not yours."

They could stop him, a little voice in the back of their head murmured. They could stop him and- and keep him safe. Prevent anyone else from hurting him again. They could say the right words that would cause him to falter ("for me." Punz had once pleaded, and Dream bent, as he always did) and then Sam would never touch him. They could even kill the creeper hybrid, to be sure. They would destroy the entire server with the Plan, and Dream would finally be safe.

But.

Dream needed this. Whatever he said, whatever he thought, he'd been denied agency for so long. The thought of them being the one to take it away, his friend, when they were supposed to be the one person on the server who he could trust… it made them feel sick.

Dreams trembling faded, and he straightened up, before he throwing his cloak over his shoulder.

Punz made his decision. "I'm coming with you."

"What?"

"I'm your backup, and your mercenary, and your partner. If Sam has a problem with it, just say you rehired me."

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At the very beginning, the rules are this:

No Kissing. Punz doesn't think Sam deserves kisses, and they're vicious about enforcing this. Kisses are for Punz alone, and Sam is incredibly jealous.

No marks. Sam has tried to leave hickies or bruises, but it was quickly shut down. When he argued this, Punz told him that he could leave marks when all the marks (torture scars) he already made on Dream were gone.

No cuddling or aftercare. Since Sam insisted that the sex didn't mean anything, clearly that means he doesn't need to be involved in taking care of Dream after. Punz will take him away and they can be the one to hold Dream. (Not that Sam longed for that. He doesn't feel more desperate each time the two leave him behind. Of course not.)

The most obvious one: what Dream says goes. Sam isn't allowed to Override Dream and insist his way is better, and he isn't allowed to take whatever he wants without asking. If Dream needs a moment, or would like to change positions, or even just say he'd rather not, Sam must listen. Punz will make him listen.

And so every week all three of them get together, usually at the prison, and have sex. Its a very complicated, unhealthy dynamic, for a lot of different reasons.

Punz, usually able to gauge what Dream wants/what would make him comfortable, is left blind, because Dream is always a little uncomfortable here, always stressed, and Punz can't fix that. They're trying their best, and they know that Dream could shut down and be unable to express himself if the wrong button is pushed, but in the beginning its a mess. At some point he micromanages where Sam puts his hands, pushing and arguing with him over whose allowed to say where Sam can and can't touch, and neither of the two argue that it should be Dream.

It doesn't help that Punz is jealous. They don't want to be, especially not in this situation. But Sam's possessiveness of Dream, the way he taunts about knowing Dream in ways nobody else possibly could- it sets off that part of Punz that has always been so self-satisfied with his place as Dream's most intimate companion, the other half of his soul.

(Its the server's second stupidest dick measuring contest where they accidentally objectify Dream in the process, while they also compete to see who Dream likes more.)

Sam, on the other hand, is constantly having to reckon with the fact that he wasn't actually as good as he thought he was. Punz doesn't let him get away with spewing the same lines of crap and insisting he's always right. Sam also considered himself A Good Lover and good at getting Dream off (the only one who knows him, who knows him Best), and his ego takes a fucking hit when Punz corrects him. When Punz points out that certain things were actually harmful/not enjoyable, its hard for Sam to accept because it means he fucked up and made assumptions in his head and Punz rubs each of those in.

Sam tries to defend himself by pointing out that Dream went along with it, and which leads to Punz pointing out that he didn't have much of a choice/wasn't in a good situation to make that choice at the time, and that's the one time it nearly comes to blows between them before Dream speaks up to tell them both to knock it off.

(Sam discovers One (1) kink that Punz doesn't know about and he's so fucking smug about it despite fucking up literally everything else.)

(No matter how many wins Sam thinks he gets during their weekly time together, Punz still gets to take Dream home, do aftercare and keep him safe. Sam hates how much he wants that too, despite the fact that according to his own weird moral code he shouldn't.)

And as much as this is most definitely causing more issues, it does leave Dream actually feeling more in control of his situation.

He gets so much praise now! This is basically therapy but better! He even gets aftercare with no torture. He's getting good dick and most of his kinks are getting hit, truly luxurious for a cDream. He's a lot more confident and content, and he isn't constantly on the defensive, because if Punz says he didn't deserve what happened to him, even if its just a single person, Dream doesn't have to fight to prove that he's a person deserving of basic human decency.

But the Most Important Thing That Makes All This Take The Turn It Does: At first, Sam thinks that the proper solution to all of this is to get Dream all to himself again in his prison where he belongs and not fixing his behavior any more than what he needs specifically to get there.

However, during an very short period of time where Sam is able to be with Dream without Punz there to scrutinize, Sam attempts to do stuff like how he used to before Punz, to prove he doesn't need him, that they don't need him.

But now he knows, he knows that Dream isn't actually into a lot of the things he was trying, or at the very least he likes other things more. He had it proved to him, and he's aware that things can be a lot better. Dream's clearly nervous, anxious, and not super into this, and Sam can tell, and now all he can see are all those little signs that he's fucking up, and it's getting into his head.

In the end, he can't even get himself to go through with it, because now it feels wrong and he can't ignore that. He makes an excuse, and he's frustrated and aggressive, but he doesn't try this again without Punz there.

Mentally he can justify it as Punz would kill him if he did. This is just a matter of self-preservation.

But quietly his plans adjust to not just needing to get Dream under his control. He'll need to get Punz too in order for things to be perfect.

20 Questions For Writers

Thanks @bleue-flora & @midnight-fangirl01 for the tags!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

16 published so far! Although 2 of those are incomplete and it annoys me endlessly. I'm working on it.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

105k… That's definitely not a lot compared to some people, but for me that's insane. The most I've ever written in my life and it's all for fucking minecraft rp.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

DSMP! And nothing else! I'm a one-trick pony.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

hallow the foul - Yeah, this is one of the unfinished ones… It hurts me so much that I haven't given it an ending yet, but I really do plan to! It's just not a quick task. c!Loudduo my beloveds. <3

candlelight - Probably one of my best (finished) works honestly: the mandatory Syndicate c!Dream fic. There's a lot I'd change now but I'm glad that I wrote it and that people resonated with it so much!

the new plan - It's cool that this one blew up so much! It's a little random. My fic for an event about c!Dream and c!Punz about a year ago.

in porcelain and steel - Just a little collection of my c!Dream drabbles.

good authority - I didn't expect this one to be on here! My first ever fic, just a short c!Dream and c!Slime oneshot. I really want to write more of their duo at some point.

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do! I think it's something I told myself I'd do early on. If someone takes the time to read and appreciate my writing, I want them to know that I appreciate them too.

6. What’s the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Ooh, that's a hard one, because I haven't finished writing (or even started posting—) most of my angstiest fics. Am I allowed to say hallow the foul? I have the ending planned and it's not happy.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

If we're talking about longer fics, probably phantom pains? "Happy" might not be the right word, since the plan is literally to continue down the road that's destroying c!Dream's life, but uh. He's pretty excited about it!

8. Do you get hate on your fic?

I don't think I ever have! Y'all are the sweetest.

9. Do you write smut?

Nope, not my thing.

10. Do you write crossovers?

DSMP is definitely my main interest, so I haven't really felt the need to.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of? (Please let me know if you see this happening lmao.)

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, but it sounds cool!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Not yet… I've kind of taken on a hundred fandom projects at once, so it's not my priority right now, but it sounds like something really fun I could do in the future, if anyone's willing. There are so many amazing writers in this community.

14. What‘s your all-time favorite ship?

I don't really do romantic ships, sorry. But for platonic duos, c!loudduo forever.

15. What’s the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

hallow the foul 😭

No, I WILL. I might have to drag my face through several miles of mud to do it, but it will all be worth it. (Just please don't hold your breath.)

16. What’s your writing strengths?

Probably dialogue? That's what I get compliments for lol. I've watched so many hours of streams that I think their voices are baked into my skull.

17. What’s your writing weaknesses?

Am I allowed to say not finishing projects ajskhdhkj. Otherwise, I guess maybe my internal monologue? I think some of my writing is a little boring, a little clunky in places, but I often just don't have the willpower to fix it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I don't really understand the question but uh, sure!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

DSMP. Lol.

20. Favorite fic you’ve ever written?

It depends. I love hallow the foul for sentimental value but I also slightly hate it. I'm proud of candlelight but I kind of keep forgetting I wrote it akjshdk. Genuinely, I think it's probably triquetra! It's really important to me. (That's not counting any of the hundreds of wips y'all don't know about yet.)

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I won't tag anyone specific—if you want to answer these questions then you can say I tagged you!

I messaged you my voting for Foolish proof :) I would like a cc!punz x afab!reader smut with some praise about how reader is “such a good slut” or “my perfect girl taking me so well”.

Maybe the power went out in Punz and reader’s apartment and it’s rainy, Punz and Reader build a pillow blanket fort of sorts (in this world Punz has a damn couch XD) and then things get spicy inside.

Pairing(s): Punz x afab!reader

Warning(s): SMUT (MINORS DNI), cunnilingus, fingering, unprotected sex, hair pulling, slight dacryphilia, praise galore, lots of nicknames, literally so many nicknames (baby, princess, sweetheart, slut, perfect girl, honey), so much fluff

A/N: Okay- this might be my favorite fic I've ever written. It's just so soft and sweet and cute! Agh I'm in love with it. I hope you like it as much as I do :) Also hurray to me getting back in the swing of things with fics, school is still stressful but I feel a lot better about it as of now :) Also also hurray I actually finished a fic before 4 am :D Anyways, yeah, enjoy!

“Punz?”

“Yeah?”

“I’m bored.” You muttered into the silence of the room. You and Punz were laying on your bed, holding hands as you stared up at the ceiling. The power had been out for about… oh. Only 3 minutes. Damn this rain.

“Me too.” You both turned to look at each other, a smile forming on your faces as you gazed at each other. God, he’s so pretty.

Your smile morphed into a smirk as an idea popped into your head.

“What? What is it?”

“Let’s make a pillow fort!” You grinned, very pleased with your suggestion, already making your way to your feet and tugging him up as well.

“Fine, only because I know you need supervision.” He teased, letting you pull him into the living room.

“Yeah right. You wanna build a pillow fort just as bad as I do.” You nudged him with your elbow, his smirk fading into a soft smile that told you all you needed to know. You ran around the house, gathering all the blankets and pillows you could, pilling them on the floor in front of the couch. Now having moved in with Punz, you were sure to get the boy some damn furniture. So you had Punz move the coffee table out of the way before getting to work.

You didn’t realize how difficult this would be. If anything you thought it’d be easier with Punz here to lend a helping hand. What you didn’t anticipate, however, was that Punz would get distracted so easily, resulting in way too many pillow fights. Oh who are you kidding, there’s no such thing as too many pillow fights.

Giggles echoed throughout the house as you ran away from Punz who was chasing you, pillow in hand. “Get back here!” He laughed.

“Never!” You giggled, ending up running into a corner, only a table between you and Punz.

“You ran yourself into a corner. All according to plan.” Punz smirked.

“According to plan, my ass.” You rolled your eyes with a laugh. You scramble to think of an out and the best you can come up with is throwing your pillow at him and trying to run past him. You squeal as he grabs your waist and picks you up before you can sneak past him.

“Gotcha! Told you, all according to plan.” He smirked in that beautiful way he does whenever he wins. He leaned up and kissed you. A kiss you’re more than happy to reciprocate, hands holding the sides of his face. A giggle escapes you again and pretty soon you’re both giggling into the kisses.

Finally he sets you back down after walking the two of you back to your unfinished fort. “Okay, let’s actually finish this thing now. Without any more interruptions.” You shot him a look to which he held up his hands.

“Fine, no more interruptions. But no promises for when you finish.” He smirked, laughing when you rolled your eyes playfully and went back to finishing up the fort.

When the fort is done, you’re eager to climb inside, poking your head back out to beckon Punz inside. And soon you’re both sitting in the pillow fort, admiring your shoddy craftsmanship. “Wow. Looks just as shitty as I thought it would- ow!” Punz chuckled when you elbowed him.

“Not like you were much help. I’d like to see you do better.” You challenged.

“Of course I could, but why would I when I’m already sitting in the loveliest pillow fort ever?”

“Oh so now it’s lovely?” You asked as he leaned in closer.

“It was always lovely.” He muttered against your lips. His hands roamed your body as he shifted, gently leaning you back and hovering over you. His lips made their way down your neck as his hands reached under your shirt, caressing your sides lovingly.

“Punz..” You breathed out, one hand carding through his blonde locks.

“Just relax, baby. M’gonna take care of you.” He whispered against your skin, slipping your shirt over your head. His lips trailed down your collarbones, achingly slow for your liking but he wouldn’t let up. His kisses seemed to reach every part of you, appreciating every inch of skin they touched. Finally he took one of your nipples in his mouth, hot tongue swirling around the bud while his fingers toyed with the other.

A gasp tumbled past your lips, hips bucking up in an attempt to seek any sort of relief.

Instead of giving in, he continued on his journey of worship, mouth and hand switching places, giving your nipples equal attention. Once he felt they had been given the proper amount of attention, he trailed his kisses down your stomach, pressing a teasing kiss to each of your hips.

“Punz,” You whined, “Don’t tease me.” You huffed, eliciting a chuckle from the man.

“Sorry, honey, I just couldn’t help myself.” He smiled, helping you out of your shorts and underwear, exposing your wet folds to the cool air. He continued placing his kisses down your hips and onto your thighs, sprinkling in a couple of nips and hickeys to the inside of your thighs, oh so close to where you needed him most, but not quite there.

You squirmed, making him chuckle again. He finally lowered his mouth down to your pussy, gently blowing on your clit. You whined loudly, hips bucking, hole clenching around nothing.

“Please just do something. Please, Punz.” You pleaded desperately, his laugh sending a buzz to your core once more.

“But I have been doing something, sweetheart. Afraid you’re gonna have to be a little more specific.” He teased, lifting your legs to sit on his shoulders, but keeping you still, awaiting an answer.

“I- You know what I mean-” Your eyes welled with tears of frustration, trying to push your hips to his face, only to be denied. “Just eat me out already. Please.”

“Of course, princess.” He concedes, lowering his face onto your pussy, tongue alternating between lapping at your folds and circling your clit.

Your thighs instinctually clench, being held in place by Punz’s hands. Your fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer as you moan out in pleasure.

“Doin’ so good. My pretty baby.” He mumbled against your pussy, one hand moving to push two fingers into your hole. He pumps them in and out, smirking against your clit, feeling your pussy eagerly suck them in. “Such a good little slut, aren’t you?”

You whine loudly, nodding your head as your fingers tug on his hair, making him groan into your pussy. “Punz,” You pant, “More please- faster-”

He slips in a third finger, just like you ask, speeding up his hand which has you moaning like a slut above him.

“I’m- I’m close-” You moan. “Can I cum? Can I please cum, Punz? I’ve been so good. Please?” You ramble desperately.

“Go ahead, baby. Make a mess on my fingers.” He mutters, going right back to sucking on your clit as you clench around his fingers. He helps you through your high before cleaning you up with his tongue, making sure to lick his fingers clean. He moves back up to hover above you, capturing your mouth with his, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

Meanwhile, his hand busies itself with pulling down his pants and boxers. He pulls away from the kiss to tug his shirt off his head, before giving himself a couple pumps. His cock is flushed such a pretty red, the tip weeping, begging to be in your mouth. But that would have to wait for another day, as Punz is lining up his cock to your entrance.

“Ready, baby?” He asks, chuckling when you nod eagerly. “Use your words, princess.”

“M’ready.” You mumble, impatient for him to stretch you out. And stretch you out he does. You both moan as he pushes in.

“God, so wet. So tight, baby.” He whispers in your ear, pressing a few kisses just below. He allows you a few moments to adjust, quick to begin thrusting as soon as you give him the go ahead.

His thrusts are slow and deep, savoring every brush of your walls around his cock. His mouth occupies itself with marking up your neck.

You whine and whimper at his deep thrusts, the head of his cock just perfectly grazing your sweet spot. “God, Punz. You feel so good.”

“My perfect girl, taking me so well. So good for me.” He pants, moving his head back up to kiss you once more. He groans against your lips, hips speeding up but still hitting just as deep. “You drive me crazy, baby. Make me feel so good.” He moans, feeling your walls clench around him. “You gettin’ close, honey? Come on, baby, cream all over my cock. Let go for me.”

And just like that, you have his hips stuttering as your walls flutter around his cock, sending him hurtling towards his own orgasm. His thrusts slow as your pussy milks him of all of his cum. He leans his head against your shoulder, panting softly.

After a few moments, he gently pulls out and kisses your cheek with a small mumble about being right back. He climbs back into the fort with a damp washcloth and a water bottle, immediately going to clean you up, handing you the water. He tosses the washcloth aside when he’s done, laying in the spot besides you and pulling you into his arms.

You melt into his embrace, a content smile on your face as he kisses the top of your head.

“You know, I think the pillow fort was a good idea after all.” He teased.

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crazy how punz being cucked will be my first over 1000 word fic but also my first smut one. thats just really funny

legacy.. what is a legacy.....

can you do a smut fic with karl where afab!reader is teasing him when he’s on vc with dteam + punz + foolish and he decides to fuck her on his desk while all the boys are watching? can it involve choking and praise please? i suck at asks sorry :/

of course holy shit this is hot tho

SMUT UP AHEAD

warnings: Choking, praise, nicknames (pretty girl, doll, good girl, love), unprotected sex.

To be totally honest, you kinda hated when Karl spent time with his friends, well thats not entirely true, you loved seeing the smile on Karls face when you guys hung out with them. they were your friends too after all, so of course you didn't actually hate when he talked to them. but it was the ignoring you all day part that bugged you. on certain days, Karl would barely look at you, spend all day cooped up in his room, playing games, streaming or just on call with his friends. you'd always try to get his attention, asking if he wanted to watch a movie with you, bringing him lunch, which really either earned you a No thanks or Maybe later which just angered you more. it was one of those days, and at this point, you were getting fed up, he had been doing this all week. and tonight was the night you'd crack. it was pretty late, you had just finished cooking dinner, which Karl unsurprisingly didn't attend. you sighed, finishing up the dishes and planning what you were gonna do next. you knocked on Karls door, entering when you heard the come in. you walked in, taking in him on a call with Dream, Sapnap, George, Punz, And Foolish. 'Oh hey y/n!' Sapnap smiled warmly, letting you know Karls cam was on. making you smile back instantly. out of all the boys, you got along with Sapnap the best. He just had this open personality that you just felt like you could tell him anything, he was like your other safe space when Karl was busy. Suddenly you had an idea, a way to make Karl pay attention to you, make him go crazy. 'hey guys, don't mind me, just missing Karl' you said, in the sweetest voice you could muster. you pulled up a chair, settling down next to Karl. 'you look lovely tonight y/n, whats the special occasion' George giggled, making the boys all smile. to be fair 'well, I had prepared dinner for Me an Karl, i had cooked steak and i had set up a movie for us to watch too, but it seems Karl was too busy for that.' you smirked, looking down at your little get up, nothing to fancy, just a little sundress you had bought recently. you could feel all of their eyes burning onto you, letting you know ur little plan was working. 'yeah no Karl's been a bit busy, y'know, editing videos he didn't even make, doing streams he isn't streaming, being a bit to busy to hang out with me, but its fine, i get it, he needs his guy time' you looked at him, giving him a sly smirk. you saw him grit his teeth, swallowing once before he looked back at the boys on the screen. 'oh shit, that sucks im sorry y/n, seems like Karl isn't being a good boyfriend now is he?' Punz laughed, making you shake your head and smile. 'no no, he is, he just forgets even has a girlfriend' you smile at the screen. 'damn this is awkward. Karl why don't u teach her a lesson for embarrassing you in front of your friends' Dream joked, not at all expecting the next thing Karl said. 'maybe I will. stand up' Karl said, not breaking eye contact with you. you stopped dead in your tracks, standing up quickly. 'theres a good girl' Karl coed, bending you over his desk. your face flushed pink, humiliated that the boys were watching this 'wait your actually gonna punish her? bet' Foolish chuckled, watching the screen very intently. Karl pulled up your dress. exposing your bare ass. 'not wearing underwear are we pretty girl?' Karl chuckled, rubbing your ass gently before going to your clit. you whined shaking your head as Karl's fingers went to work, rubbing slow circles on your sensitive bud. 'aww y/n you look so pretty like this, love' George coed, making you blush heavily. All the boys giving you their attention was heaven. Karls fingers swiped up your juices before swiftly pushing a finger in, working it in and out of you quickly, you bit your lip, holding back a moan. 'oh cmon darling, we wanna hear your pretty noises' sap coed, making you let out a small whine. Karl pulled down his pants and boxers, giving himself a few pumps before lining himself up with you and sliding in.

'you like this huh? letting the boys watch as i fuck your pretty little hole yeah? such a pretty girl, doing such a good job for us' Karl said, starting to thrust into you slowly. 'such a pretty girl y/n' you heard Punz grunt, there were pauses in his words, making you wonder if the boys were touching themselves, no doubt they were. Karl's hand reach for the back of your neck, wrapping his hand around the tender flesh of your skin, making your eyes flutter and a moan fall from your lips. Karl's hips began snapping against you faster now, making your mouth fall open, loud moans and pleads fell from you. Karl always knew exactly how to drive you mad, knew all your weaknesses. and he always knew how to use it against you. he knew his and the boys words would absolutely ruin you 'Doing so good, taking my cock so well darling' Karl coed, hand wrapping tighter now, making your breath hitch. 'so pretty on display for us doll' Dream moaned out, watching as you turned into a fucked out mess from Karls cock. 'f-fffuck please Karl- m'gonna cum' you whined, 'sorry boys, only i get to see this pretty girl cum' Karl stopped his thrusts for a second making you cry out. feeling you inch closer and closer to your orgasm each second. 'thats it doll, cum for me' Karls hand moved from your throat. gripping your hips as his thrusts started to get more desperate. all you could hear was skin slapping, moans and whines coming from all the boys, watching you in this state drove them mad. you moaned loudly, cumming around Karls cock, trying to clench around him to help him cum too. he groaned loudly, burying his cum inside you. your head dropped, your cheek pressed against the table as you fell into a state of pure bliss. everyone else was drowned out, probably because Karl had already left the call, but also because all that mattered right now was you and Karl. he picked you up, carrying you to your guy's bed, grabbing a wet washcloth and wiping you off. 'my pretty girl, did so well for me doll' you smiled dopeily, falling asleep in the arms of the man you loved