what if i did start writing for mcyt again? would you guys still read it? iâll be revamping this account so all of my works will be deleted but i think iâll gradually upload them again but a few people will be missing due to me being uncomfortable with posting about them
so iâm thinking of getting back out of my writing slump but i donât know what to write about anymore. Iâm kinda on the fence about MCYT because i fucking hate the community now, i literally have like 10 people in my inbox telling me to off myself so thatâs fun.
but if i did come back, what would you guys wanna read? i was thinking maybe an open anime smut page, like i write for multiple shows, not just have an entire account based on one show orrrrrr i be basic and do harry potter.
tell me.
also, REQUESTS ARE CLOSED UNTIL I FIGURE IT OUT.
so send anons, comment on this or just even reblog it with your suggestion.
are you continuing the requests from this account on ur new one? :)
when i hit 500 on the new account, i will be opening the prompt event there so all of the requests from the event on this account will have to be requested over there, normal requests will be taken on that account as well as no more writings will be posted here.
i have a much more active and neat account, this account looks ugly and i hate it :( i've kept it hidden for sometime because of my changed name but i'll share it now. if my anons on here want to claim them on that account, that's okay and you're all welcome there.
please understand that if you're a minor or an ageless blog, i will be blocking you, my content is 18+ and not for the eyes of anyone under the age of 18.
the account is @sunnap
i won't be using this account any longer but i will keep the works up, as i know people like to reread them.
+ content ; NSFW 18+ content is within this series
+ warning ; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, no warning for this chapter
â a/n â
; itâs here ! the drummer!punz series is now starting ! this is the first chapter and iâm quite proud of it. if you see anything off, please lmk ! :D
âplease, y/n! just come to the gig tonight⊠please? youâre gonna love it.â sam was pleading you and he had been for the past hour, he was a bassist and his band had a big gig tonight at a club downtown. sam, your roommate, had been telling you about it for days, he was really excited, you could see it on his face when he talked about how he and his bandmates thought that this was their big break. âsam⊠iâd love to go, i truly would but i have class tomorrow morning.â you sighed and looked behind you through the mirror in front of you, making eye contact with him as he pouts to himself.
with an overexaggerated sigh, the tall male walked over and slumped himself over your shoulders making you huff and and roll your eyes playfully. âplease~â the end of his word was dragged on as he swayed the both of you from side to side making you chuckle at his childishness. âi donât wanna miss class in the morning, sammy.â the brunette let out a fake, dramatic cry and buried his stubbly face in your neck making you squirm away from him while giggling. âsam!â
ây/n⊠please?â he begged again, looking at you in the mirror, puppy dog eyes staring at you until you sigh and nod, sam immediately jumping off of you and running around in excitement. âyes! thank you! thank you! i promise, you wonât regret it!â after screaming this at you, the excited male runs out of your shared apartment and into the apartment across from your own, which you knew one of his bandmates, boomer, lived in along with his roommate, punz, another one of samâs bandmates.
shaking your head with a laugh, you start getting ready, pulling out some clothes that looked decent enough for a club gig. just as you were pulling a cropped, black t-shirt out of your closet, you heard voices coming from the front of your apartment, the voices getting closer as they walk further through the door. âsam? are you back?â hearing a simple âyesâ back from your roommate, you turned back to picking out the bottom half of your outfit, your eyes falling onto a black, plaited skirt hanging on a hanger in the back of your wardrobe. reaching out a hand to grab the item of clothing, you scream and jump as a voice yelled out, a hand landing on your shoulder. âboo!â
spinning around, you notice a short haired male behind you, holding his stomach with tears of laughter in his eyes. âboomer! oh my god, donât scare me like that!â you screeched at him as you hit his shaking shoulder, boomer backing away with his shoulders hunched up as loud laughs left his open mouth. âyou should have seen your face! that was priceless.â you rolled your eyes while an annoyed groan rattled your chest. reaching your hand back into the closet, you grab the skirt before throwing it onto the bed with the shirt you already picked out. âi swear to god, boomer, you need to stop doing that!â
the male only laughed more as he stumbled out of the bedroom and into the living room, patting sam on the back as he passes him. sam shook his head with a chuckle as he pokes his head into the room in which you were standing in, now looking at your wide variety of shoes. âyou get spooked, y/n?â not even looking at him, you throw your middle finger up at him, making him laugh and leave the doorway, leaving you alone in your bedroom. shaking your head with a small smile, you pulled out a pair of old, battered combat boots that you have had for years but didnât have the heart to throw out. âiâd go with that chain, leather belt you have hanging up on your closet door with that skirt.â once again, youâre left spooked as you jump and gasp, dropping one of the shoes in your hand. again, you turn your head to the doorway to see a blonde male leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed over his chest, a smirk on his face. punz.
âjesus, christ. punz, a hello would be nice.â another sigh left your mouth as you brushed hair away from your face, picking up the dropped shoe and placing them at the end of the bed. âi wouldnât use the lordâs name in vain if i were you, darlinâ.â you scoff and yet again, turn your head to make eye contact with the male, a shiver crawling up your spine when his smirk widens. âas if youâre the textbook definition of a christian.â rolling your eyes, you turn back to your outfit, taking the chain, leather belt off of the back of the closet making him let out a single chuckle under his breath.
âso, youâre coming to the gig tonight?â punz pushed himself off of the doorframe and walked further into the room, sitting himself down on your bed and picking up the belt, twisting the chains around in his fingers, your eyes watching him for a split second before turning back to the container on your dressing table that was full of eyeliner pens. âsam asked me to. why? do you have a problem with that?â you face the blonde and raise an eyebrow, holding a bold black eyeliner pen in between your fingers while the male behind you snickered to himself.
âno, darlinâ. thereâs no problem.â punz grinned cheekily, a slight shine in his eyes as he stands from the bed, still holding the belt in his hands. with confused eyes, you watched him leave the room, still clutching the belt, and shook your head as you turn back to the mirror in front of you, bringing the eyeliner pen up to your eyes for the last finishing touches on your eye makeup. âhey, y/n.â a soft knock is heard against the door of your room and you let your eyes travel towards another person stood in your doorway, that person being foolish.
a smile pulled at your lips as you mention the tall male into the room, âhi, foolish.â placing the cap onto the eyeliner pen, you get up from your chair and meet the brunette half way, immediately getting pulled into a hug and lifted from the ground. letting you down, foolish took a step back and grinned at you while pushing his wet, unstyled hair away from his forehead, it was clear he just got out of the shower. âhow are ya, sweetheart?â
walking back to your dressing table, you start finishing the rest of your makeup while foolish leans on the back of your chair, watching you as you two talk, you were good friends with foolish, especially when you had gone to high school together. just as you were putting on your finishing touches, there was another knock at the door, foolish now stood next to you and was holding a brush that you were previously using and passed to him to hold for a second while you looked for another product. both you and the brunette turned towards the door and watched as a shaggy haired blonde walked into the room, his hands in his skinny jeans pockets. âcâmon, man, we have to go soon.â punzâs eyes then turned to you and he winked, a smirk on his face. foolish looked between the two of you as he witnessed the wink, watching as you grew flustered and turned away from the two males. standing up from your seat, you walk over to the two and started pushing them out of the room, âokay, go stay with sam, iâm gonna get ready.â
with a hand on foolishâs back, your other placed itself on punzâs chest, your widening only slightly as you feel the pure muscle under his oversized shirt. âyou sure you want me to leave, darlinâ? i can help.â the blonde grinned, letting you push him out of the room and turning away with laugh as you gasp at his words and give his chest a harsh shove. the brunette next to him chuckled and ruffled your hair, watching his bandmate walk over to the other two on the couch and flop onto the two of them, gaining amusing sexual words in return as boomer and sam jokingly feel the blonde up, obnoxiously loud moans leaving punzâs mouth.
shaking your head, you head back into your room, shutting the door behind you and walking to your bed, stripping yourself of your clothes. âwhat a dick.â you scoff as all you could think of was a certain drummer, your mind moving at 1000 miles per hour as it makes you daydream about what would happen if he did stay behind to âhelpâ you with getting changed. pulling a new pair of undergarments from a draw, you grow angry with your brain and huff, âlike i would ever do anything with that assholeâ. you knew punzâs reputation of being the playboy of the band, how all he did was fuck groupies and get drunk with the boys. you were friends with sam and his bandmates, it was inevitable as he was your roommate and had been for 2 years and it was only natural that you became friends with his friends but you still didnât agree to the things punz did.
quickly throwing your clothes on and pulling your shoes on, you look around for the belt, only to remember that the tall blonde took it with him when he left the room. groaning in annoyance, you pull the door open and walk over to the drummer, his tattooed hand reaching for his drink. âcan i have my belt, punz? please?â punz looked up at you and grinned, grabbing the belt from underneath him and standing to his full height, towering over you. âof course, darlinâ.â and you held a hand out, expecting him to place the leather into your hand but was found confused when he didnât, widening your eyes in surprise when his arms wrapped around your waist, buckling the belt around you tightly with experience, making you involuntarily roll your eyes as your chest blooms in slight jealousy. âreally? did you have to do that?â
âyeah.â he smirked and held your chin, rubbing his thumb against your bottom lip before you jerk your head away as you click your tongue. âget lost, punz. that wonât work on me.â you shake your head as the rest of the boys in your living room laugh, patting the blonde on the back as he walked past. punz still grinned to himself, grabbing his keys and phone before turning to the rest of his bandmates. âready to go? showâs in half an hour.â there was a sudden silence before all five males in your apartment started screaming and panicking, running around and trying to find their belongings as they rush each other around, punz grabbing his drumsticks, sam grabbing his bass guitar, boomer holding onto his bag in one hand while gripping his own guitar in his other hand, foolish was trying to get one shoe on his foot while the other hung from in between his teeth by the shoelace and lastly, ant, the last of the band members, was holding a guitar pick in his mouth while screaming at his boyfriend on the phone to hurry up and get ready.
you laughed at all of them and grabbed your own keys, taking your bag by the handle and heading to the door. âcâmon, guys. you donât wanna miss your own show.â all five of them then headed out, sam being the last as he turned off all of the lights and held the door open for you as you swing the keys to the apartment on your finger. then you all leave for the club, ant quickly heading to his own apartment to pick up his boyfriend, with whom he lives with, and your group splits up into different cars. ant, his boyfriend, red, and sam in one car, you, punz, foolish and boomer all in the other.
halfway to the club, you reach over to turn the the volume of the car radio up, lust by chase atlantic playing through the speakers loudly. looking over at the driver from the passengerâs seat, you noticed the tattooed fingers of the flirty blonde drumming against the steering wheel, his posture relaxed as he watched the road. all of a sudden, his mouth opened and he started to sing, âcold nights, dark sprites, sip it lightly.â and then his blue eyes faced you, making eye contact with a surprising softness that you didnât know he possessed. âi donât even wanna fuck, i just like you.â hushed giggles came from the back of the car as boomer and foolish wiggle their fingers at each other, watching the interaction in front of them.
foolish then started singing, his voice easily overpowering punzâs as his natural talent started to shine in the car. âi thought i only liked drugs, iâm surprised too.â the blue eyed male then cut eye contact and focused on the road again, his fingers drumming to the beat. thatâs when the club came into view, samâs car already in the parking lot with all three men climbing out of their respective seats. swinging the car into a parking space, the blonde pulled the handbrake, putting the car in park which caused all of you to climb out yourselves. âiâll meet you guys inside?â you spare eye contact with punz yet again before turning to boomer, asking your question but giving him a weird look when you see the massive grin on his face.
âyeah, sure. red, go with her?â ant was the one to talk now, turning to his taller boyfriend, letting go of his hand when the brunette started walking over to you. âyeah, iâll go with her. keep her safe and all that jazz.â red smiled down at you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder making you playfully roll your eyes and run away from him, towards any, clinging to his arm dramatically. âant! your boyfriend is trying to make us look like a straight couple!â this caused all of you to laugh, especially when red bit his lip and started towards you, causing your face to pull into a horrified look and hide behind boomer, who was stood next to sam. âboomer, help! turn me gay!â
now all of the others were on the floor, clutching their stomachs in laughter as boomerâs face turned worried, his voice sounding offended, âwhat?! was that an insult?â ant patted the taller male on the shoulder and chuckled, giving him a simple âyesâ as an answer. this caused boomer to turn around and glare at you, making you squeal and run towards the club, grabbing redâs hand on the way there and pulling him along with you.
about 2 hours had passed, the boys had been playing amazingly and you and red had been screaming the lyrics at the top of your lungs the entire time. well, it was more like you were screaming the lyrics and red was yelling about how hot ant was and how he was gonna treat him when they got home. you didnât question it, not that you wanted to. you and red were at the bar when all five boys came running over, high-fiving people they walked past. âyou guys liked that?â
you immediately turned around and hugged sam, letting him pick you up and twirl you around as you praised him, a laugh falling from his lips. âsam! that was awesome! oh my god, youâre all amazing.â as the rest of the boys pretended to swoon over your kind words, boomer even going as far as to trust fall into foolishâs arms with the back of his hand against his forehead, punz crossed his arms and lent them onto the bar next to you as sam let you down, flagging the bartender down and ordering a drink, something you didnât pay attention to as you messed around with red as antâs cheeks warmed up and went pink at his boyfriendâs compliments.
âi saw you screaming, darlinâ.â punz whispered in your ear, a shiver making your body shake causing a chuckle to leave the tattooed maleâs mouth, your thighs clenching slightly as his breath hits your ear. âi could make you scream just the same.â thatâs when you decide to give him a taste of his own medicine and turned around to face him, your finger hooking into his belt loop and pulling him closer, almost nose to nose with him as you whisper back to him.
âoh, yeah? you gonna make me scream your name and shake underneath you? gonna make me cum all over your cock?â this caused the blonde to grip your chin gently, his lips pulled into a smirk as his eyes flick down to your parted lips. âdonât tempt meâŠâ
+ warning ; MINORS/AGELESS BLOGS DNI, mentions of sharing, unprotected sex, phone sex, name-calling(from punz to sapnap and vise versa), fingering, vaginal sex, cursing, slight biting, scratching, praise
shouts of toxic words were sounding out around the room as punz screamed at his teammates, he was playing valorant, deciding that he was going to play a few games off camera with his friends before he had to stream his scheduled pummel party. âyouâre shit! get good, get fucking good, asshole!â the blonde was screaming into his mic as you came into the room, holding a monster can and a plate of dinner. âlove? i made you dinner.â smiling at the stressed male, you walked further into the room to place the plate onto his desk, watching with amused eyes as he quit the game and leaned back into his chair, arms lifting to rest his hands behind his head. your eyes trailed across his body, his tense thighs that looked like they were begging for you to take a sit upon, his broad chest that huffed in frustration as he tried to calm his anger down, his arms that bulged with muscle as he flexes them behind his head and finally, his face, his eyes watching you check him out, a smirk on his lips as he spins his chair to face you.
@boobberries - Roni is super sweet and a very talented writer, and the anons on her blog never fail to have good ideas
@celestialking - Alastair is a great guy, and his work is phenomenal, please check him out at some point
@hearts1ck - An already pretty well known writer, Puppy is my idol and was one of the people to inspire me to start writing on here in the first place. Come Out and Haunt Me is one of the most hard hitting fics I think I have ever read
@angy-mouse - Mouse's demon team fics are my personal favorites, but their work in general is really nice and enjoyable
@bxct-it - Ren is very nice, and his Technoblade drabbles are some of my favorites honestly
@yourmoonanon - Another really well known writer in the community, her royalty AU slaps lethally hard. Unfortunately, she's gone on hiatus for the time being
@sallysoot (SFW) / @sallysimp (NSFW) - Sally is a very popular creator who I haven't heard anything from in a very long time. Her NSFW blog is only an archive now, but the work on there is absolutely brilliant
@romecries - ah yes, writer of the pirate au, which I am head over heels for. Captain Dream lives rent free in my head, alongside Captain Wilbur. A super super nice person, and their work is just *chefs kiss*
@aug-io - I've been a fan of Augi for about a year now. They're really nice and their work is really really good. I haven't heard anything from them in a while, so don't know how they're doing in recent times, hope they're okay though
THINKING ABOUT THE FACT THAT FOOLISH ALSO HAS TWO DICKS BYEE
sam would literally be ruined after trembling as foolish ïżŒ carries him to the prison showers to clean him up
two days later (letâs say dream is still in prison) sam would go to check on him and give him food, standing there waiting for the lava to drop and when it does dream is standing there with a smirk on his face âhey samâ dream calls âwhat dreamâ sam sighs getting ready to cross the bridge and give him food âyou moan like a bitchâ
YES OMG YES
âhey, sam.â dream is smirking at his guard, siting nonchalantly on his chest in his cell. âwhat do you want, dream?â the creeper sighs, holding a semi hot plate in his hand as he presses button on the wall, pulling levers to make the platform appear and start its journey to the cell. âyou moan like a whore⊠i should fuck you too, maybe then youâll actually live up to the name.â
THE WAY MY LEGS ARE SQUEEZING TOGETHER FROM THE AWESAMDUDE BRAINROT
but he would 100% beg for mercy until you finally take the cock ring off and let him cum but continue fucking him ân-no wai-wait oh god!â he would cryïżŒ as you fuck him into overstimulation and keep in mind this would be happening in the prison at the front desk so imagine someone walks through the portal like hmm foolish maybeđźâđš, his jaw would drop in shock seeing his friend so fucked out with drool dripping down his chin and tears spilling from his eyes in steady streams âwanna help foolish? i bet sammy would enjoy the companyâ
ANON OMG DKSHZKHDKDBD MY TEARS ARE EYEING UP-
my eyes are tearing up- iâm leaving that in fuck it
BUT OMG YES AND GOING ON WITH THE THEORY THAT SAMâS CUM GLOWS IN THE DARK !
so youâve finally let sam cum and heâs thanking you over and over but you continue to fuck him, wrecking him physically and mentally as he canât stop cumming, and youâre laughing at him, heâs begging for you to give him a break. âwa-wait oh my god, please, a break, no- wait-â
and then foolish walks in, the room is dark and all he can see from the light of the portal is sam bent over his desk as you fuck him from behind and samâs eyes are staring at him in shock as the area around you both glows from samâs cum while glowing green tears fall from his eyes.
âwhy donât you join us foolish? iâm sure sammy could take us both. do you like the sound of that, baby?â
foolish is gripping onto his trident while he fiddles with his robes, trying to cover his hard on from his best friend as he stared at the scene in front of him, gulping. sam, mentally broken from the good fuck, is drooling all over the warrant forms for the prison as he begs for foolish to fuck his pretty hole, for foolish to help him cum again, to help make him glow.
âthatâs right, baby, letâs make you glow.â
thinking about pegging c! awesamdude and ripping all the power he has away from himâșïž
YES
like sam always makes people beg for mercy when heâs killing them or torturing them so make him beg for mercy as you destroy him, make him beg for you to let him cum, make him beg for you to take the cock ring off.
âplease, please, take it off, i need to cum. PLEASE! I NEED TO TAKE IT OFF! p-please, iâm begging you, i need to cum, it hurts, baby please it hurts, i-i canât- i canât, i need to cum.â
