a quick forewarning that i have horrible punctuation and i am very much aware of it🕴
i used to write nsfw and occasionally sfw content for the crewboys and periodically wilbur, c!techno & punz
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I'm no longer in the DSMP fandom or writing any fics for this page but i will be keeping up all my old fics and post, thank you guys sm for all your support 💞
the weeks that he’d been gone, filming for jimmy, had felt like torture. his mind consumed by thoughts of you. it was frustrating to say the least.
“stay with me baby” you were slipping into that state of euphoria, a dopey smile gracing your face as the world seemed to melt into nothingness around you. just you, karl and the way his hips snapped against yours. cock relentless in hitting that place that only he seemed to be able to reach.
“god i missed this. my pretty little angel, so pathetically drunk on my cock” his words were far away, your only response whimpers and broken moans, brain dead on the way he was making you feel.
“tell me. i wanna hear just how good i’m making you feel” he knew that words were far beyond your reach but hearing you struggle to comply, unable to utter a single word made him cocky beyond belief. the knowledge that only he could make you feel this good, the mere thought that he’d ruined you for anyone else had his cock throbbing.
he was so close, and with the way you were tightening around him, he knew you were too. “that's it doll, you're doing so well for me” karls hand drifted to your clit, the slight touch throwing you over the edge for what felt like the 50th time that night. “fuccck- i'm so close- want me to cum in your pretty little cunt- yeah?”
his words barely registered, the faint feeling of warmth spreading through you, but his moans... even in your fucked out delirium the boys breathy moans and whimpers had you unconsciously clenching around him. milking him as he rocked his cum deeper into you. praises of how good you were for him filling your ears.
hey im another cc that writes nsfw and i wanted to give you a heads up that there’s someone who’s liked one (or more) of your nsfw pieces that has their age as 15 on their blog, scpalexithesx-608009 is their username. im going thru and letting a bunch of other cc’s who they’ve interacted with know
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thanks for letting me know!! i think they might have changed the spelling of their name to scpalexithexs-60809 but posting so my fellow nsfw writers can block
just a quick heads up that i’m no longer going to be writing for dream. i’ve been off social media for the past week and only just found out about everything through dreams stream but the past racism and islamaphobic behaviour + the way he “addressed” them makes me extremely uncomfortable continuing to consume or write content about him.
bc that seems to be all i can bring myself to write these days :,,(
filming had taken longer than george planned. the last hour filled with nothing more than whining over how hungry he was before dream eventually told the brit to fuck off. a satisfied smile gracing his face as he made his way to the kitchen, however he was stopped by the sight of you.
bent over your vanity, ass peeking out of the far too short dress you wore. he found himself envisioning that same ass adorned with bite marks and handprints. the clearing of your throat pulled his eyes away, glancing up to the mirror only to be met by your eyes staring back at him. you couldn’t help but giggle at the sight of him, cheeks dusted pink and gaze averted, desperate to look anywhere but you. “cat got your tongue georgie?” “I was just- I didn’t mean to-“ he watched your eyes travel the length of his body, lingering on the obvious bulge pressing against his sweatpants. “You were just what?” You move forward until you’re no more than an arms length apart, the both of you now holding eye contact however now it's your turn to break the gaze, you can feel your heart in your throat at the feeling of something between you having shifted.
“Fuck it” you barely register whats happening before Georges lips are on yours, hands finding your hair to tug you impossibly close. You lace your arms behind georges neck, tongues pressing against one another as you moan into him. his intensity has you squeezing your thighs together, desperate to gain some relief to the tingling sensation at your core. George pulls back, his read resting against yours as his hands move to rest on your hips. “Do you have any idea how good you look in this outfit, how fuckable you are?” your face heats up at his praise, burying your face in his neck, you kiss your way down to his collarbone “prove it”
hiii lovely’s!! just wanted to say sorry for being so m.i.a :,(
i’m currently moving out to live on my own for the first time and it’s rlly hectic and crazy but so so exciting!!! this weekend is the main move in days and once that’s all done with i’ll be posting (hopefully) a lot more. ALSO!! to those who have sent in requests for fics, thank you for being so patient and just know that i am writing them :))
“you’re mine, aren’t you?” your mouth runs dry as george steps forward, his hand gripping the back of your neck as he pulls you towards him. you can’t help but moan as your lips meet. in an instant, george has got you pressed against the nearest wall. his hands travelling your body, fingers toying with your nipples as they poke through your shirt, before tracing down to your waist. he pulls away to stare you in the eyes as his hands stop above your waistband
as you lay back on the bed, george’s hands slide up and down your thighs “stop me if you don’t like it love” his hands continue to move, pulling down your skirt as you wiggle, helping him to remove the offending item as best you can. his breath catches at the sight of your panties, lacy and noticeably damp. his fingers dance over your pussy, touch featherlight as he strokes you through the fabric. eyes never leaving yours. his fingers soon get replaced with kisses, mouthing at your clit before removing your panties. he laps at your folds, a groan leaving his lips as you tug on his hair. in the same moment as his thumb begins to circle your clit, his tongue enters your opening, fucking you with the muscle, alternating pressure and speed. in absolute bliss as he grinds himself against the bed.
|| CW// use of drugs (just weed dont cream your pants for an acid trip)
boys r kissing in this fic, if ur going to yell at me for that pls do it publicly and feed my humiliation kink. This is NOT me shipping the two boys, sex is sex
A Wilbur x reader? I’m just a simp for this man I swear, his soft features scream comfort and love, but when he turns dark it’s just the hottest thing, his deepened voice and the dark look in his eyes.. my god.
In saying that, maybe a jealous Wilbur? Maybe you were hanging with the group and one of the guys thought it would be funny to flirt with you all night, commenting on your outfit, flirty jokes stuff like that, just to push his buttons. Wilburs demeanour slowly changing from cute soft and cuddly to straight up dom.
hi! so thank you for the ask but after some deliberation i’ve decided to no longer write fics for wilbur. i’ll probably still occasionally include him in sfw headcannons but i think that’s about it. this is a really great ask tho and if you want to resend it with a different cc i’d be more than happy to write it for you :)
Ok so request to put in the back burner. So DREAMXD x afab reader or Gn reader depending on how you decide to write it. But the jist is XD decides to give the reader wet dreams.
Could you do something with knotting and DreamXD?
A/n: im sorry this is a bit rushed and short. There was too much i wanted to add for it to be a blurb but not enough for a full fic sooo here we are. also i combined the requests i hope you dont mind
hi! can you do 7 and 20 for inexperienced!sapnap, please?
Suck (noun) - an act of sucking something
cc!sapnap x afab!reader - 'don’t hide your face, i want to see it' + 'you’re really good at that'
warning: smut (minors dni)
"Roll over," You shove at Sapnap's shoulder, encouraging him onto his back and straddle his waist.
Planting wet kisses down his chest, he sucks in a deep breath, his coarse hair tickling as you take your time to drag your lips down his body. His hands run along your back, tracing mindless patterns in your skin as you move. You shift lower. Your tongue following the lines of his hips, that delicious V that directed you towards what you really want to get your mouth on, runs along his abs, goes everywhere but where he also wants it the most. All the time you explore, his cock hardens, straining for attention against its constraints.
You run your fingertips along the edge of his boxers, featherlight touches teasing his sensitive skin, and go to dip your hand inside. But his hand shoots up and grips your arm before your hand can search any further, stopping you mid-movement.
"Um," You look up. His face is flushed bright pink, teeth worrying hard on his lower lip. "It's cool. You don't have to do that." He mumbles and shrugs a shoulder awkwardly.
Restless, his hips shift under you. It definitely seems like he wants you to. Inches from your face, he's hard as stone and a there's a wet patch on his boxers. He watches you, eyebrows pulling together and glances away. Did he look embarassed? A thought enters your mind.
"Sap, have you never had your dick sucked before?"
He shakes his head a tiny bit.
"Oh, baby." You pout up at him in sympathy and gently trace the outline of his shaft through the material. "Do you want to have you dick sucked?" His chin dips and his cock jumps under your fingers, answering you twice. "You just lie back and I'll take care of you, okay?"
"Okay," His grip on your arm loosens. Dragging his boxers down his legs, you settle on your stomach between his thighs and take his heavy cock in your hand. Your fingers only just about wrap all the way around and you pump him a few times, testing how he feels. At your touch his body relaxes, the nervous tension melting away as he lets out a shaky breath. You flatten your tongue, running it up the underside of his shaft, flicking the tip across the indent at the top, collecting the salt already pooled there.
You wrap your lips around the head of his cock. The broad head so swollen it throbs against your tongue. Above you, a whine escapes from Sapnap's throat and you lazily roll your tongue around the ridge. His hand reaches out, searching, and he grasps a fistful of the sheet for something to cling onto. Under your hands, his thighs tense and relax as you draw him deep in and out of the heat of your mouth.
Letting him slip from your lips with a wet pop, you pull back and spit all the saliva collecting in your mouth onto his shaft. Using it to stroke him smoothly as you moved your attention to his balls and sucked one into your mouth.
"Oh god." His back arches off the bed and you look up. The arm not gripping the sheets for dear life was flung over his face. Head thrown back but face buried in his elbow, trying to hide the faces he couldn't help making and muffle the noises escaping him.
You reach up and tug on his toned forearm. "Don't hide your face, I want to see it."
His throat works on a swallow as he slowly lowers his arm. His lips are parted from the panting, his tongue flicking out to quickly wet his full lower lip before he catches it between his teeth. His cheeks are deep red with heat, and the almost teary look of desperation in his eyes fills you with pride.
You roll his balls in your palm, "Talk to me. Tell me what you want."
Sapnap flexes his hips, pushing the purple head of his cock towards your face. "Spit," You grasp him in your fist and part your lips, drooling all over him.
His hand grips the back of your head, "Open wide, take it good honey." You do as he says and he grunts, cock twitching against your tongue. "Oh fuck, like that. You like me filling up your mouth?"
You hum as you suck him, and the vibrations going straight up his spine. He shudders, voice getting raspy as he keeps mumbling praise. "Don't stop. Just like that, darlin'."
He makes a pained sound as his hips start to pump, arching off the bed. You close your eyes and pull him all the way to your throat, running your tongue over every inch, tracing the veins along his shaft. With the tiniest hint of teeth, you graze the rim of his head and lave your tongue against that sensitive spot just beneath the crest.
Mirroring the rest of his build, he's not that big but he's thick. It takes effort to swallow him down until your lips meet the coarse hair around the root of his cock. Your jaw aches from how wide it has to stretch to take him.
You can feel all that restrained energy building in him. From the way his stomach clenches and his fingers flex against the back of your head, you know he's close. When his balls tighten in your palm you draw back, pumping him with your fist until he shoots thick strings of cum onto your waiting tongue with a deep moan. You drink the salt down, fitting your lips back around him, milking every last drop until his thighs tremble.
"Enough, enough." His voice cracks in his dry throat and you let him go.
Crawling back up his heaving chest, you smile down at him. He watches from under heavy eyelids as your finger swipes your lips, collecting any last traces of him. "So, what did you think?"
Sapnap's hands slide up the outside of your thighs, and settle on your waist, flexing. He rubs his jaw against his shoulder and grins shyly. "You're really good at that."
i'm so tempted to make this a whole thing so so tempted. but fluffy karl smut coming next (literally) and then maybe dream being a tease or more punz we'll see...
