HAVEN’T OPENED MY EYES.
TO ME IT STILL SAYS 997.
SO WAIT TILL TOMMOROW.
but yes, today I got this hat, and these matching furry mittens.
WHICH ARE THE BEST THINGS EVER.
i now live in these.
拢12 for both from h&m? you better believe it.
ready for manchester now :D cant wait to see phil, and hang out with charlie, and say hi to stephen ;__;
hope youre all doing good :]
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oh and @tinoforever tagged me to answer these, so i shouldn’t be rude.
1. Name: Dan Howell
2. Birthday: June 11th1991
3. Hometown: Wokingham, Berkshire.
4. Current location: On my bed, eating a yoghurt.
5. Relationship status: ?
6. Kids: It is my dream to one day have a family, so yes.
7. Eye Color: Brown
8. Hair Color: Brown, as it will stay unless Phil persuades me.
9. Piercings: Both ears, wouldn’t mind having cartilage in my right either.
10. Tattoos: I want one, probably angel wings on my back.
11. Smoke/Drink: Drink: yes Smoke: cigarettes.. (n)
12. Favorite color: don’t have one.
13. Favorite season: I love summer, and autumn, and winter, can’t think of why I’d particularly like spring though.
14. Genre of music: I listen to EVERYTHING.
15. 3 things you cant live without: Internet, music and fwendz
cw: sexual content, daddy issues, i need slow and deep sex with wilbur NOW!
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each slow push of his cock made you moan softly, your back against the mattress and your head against the soft pillow. his hands were holding yours above your head, looking down at your half lidded eyes. “oh, sweetheart… you take it so good, my sweet girl…” wilbur coos, drawing his hips back before pushing back in slowly, getting deeper each time.
“you like this, hm? taking my dick so deep?” he spoke, and you nodded, your mouth hung open in a moan. “good girl… oh, you’re so good for me…” he moans, leaning down and kissing you. “i take such good care of you, hm? like your daddy should do? isn’t that right, babygirl?” he asks, his cock still deep inside you, pleasing you with each thrust. “mhm…” you whined.
and you felt those tears roll down your cheeks; whether they were of pleasure or sadness, you weren’t quite sure. but god, you loved wilbur. you loved how good he treated you, how loved you felt in his arms. his lips kissed away your tears. “don’t cry, babygirl. it’s okay, you’re alright. i’ve got you.” he says, his voice so gentle, so soothing.
Written on my phone so unfortunately no fun colors.
Ive been interrupted like 10 times while writing this
Lots of build up
NSFW : Teacher x Student, Praise Kink, Risky Behaviors, Smut, Underage, Explicit, Grooming, First Timer T0mmy (not specified),
Teacher!W1lbvr x Student!T0mmy
It starts with small glances to each other. Then the constant check ins by the desk.
"How you holding up?"
"Understand everything?"
"Hows it going?"
T0mmy did love the attention, but he wondered what his peers thought. It was strange getting such attention from a teacher, but he was kind of a teacher's pet. It made his stomach flutter, maybe he was a bit weird like that, but he realized that only Mr S00t was the only one who made his stomach flutter.
T0mmy was so excited for his classes. Doesn't matter how bad his morning or previous classes were, he was always excited for Mr S00t's class. He'd come in all cheery and smiling, saying a loud "Good Day Mr S00t!"
There were days where T0mmy's parents were late to pick him up, thankfully W1lbvr was there to keep him company. W1lbvr asked him if he had any after school activities, T0mmy simply said no, and all he does is go home, do his homework, and play games. W1lbvr offered to play video games with T0mmy one day. T0mmy wondered if it was normal for a teacher to ask that to his students.
W1lbvr gave his number to T0mmy, saying if he ever needed a question on homework or a assignment, he can give a quick call. T0mmy wondered if that was normal as well. W1lbvr said to keep it between them, he wouldn't want his number all around the school now, would he? So T0mmy kept quiet about it.
W1lbvr would get more touchy in class, patting T0mmy's shoulder and ruffling his hair. It wasn't unusual, just new.
T0mmy won't admit it to anyone, but he loved the attention, he preened and glowed at every smile and "Correct" and "Good Job T0ms" when he'd get an answer correct. And he wasn't afraid to admit to himself that he loved the physical attention too.
Okay, so maybe he was developing a crush on his teacher.
And maybe his teacher was noticing T0mmy's strange behavior to the attention. And maybe his teacher was doing more risky touches to see how T0mmy reacted. Thankfully, the boy sat in the back of the class, so no one would see the quick touches.
W1lbvr would gently place his hand on the back of T0mmy's neck, his finger just barely grazing over T0mmy's ear lobe. Or maybe gently brushing a strand of T0mmy's hair out of his face.
It became normal.
One day, outside waiting for his mom to pick him up, W1lbvr was keeping T0mmy company, and said something that excited T0mmy. "How about we plan a day to come over to my house? We can play video games like the one you talked about."
T0mmy was over the moon, and had gotten his teachers address.
Now obviously, T0mmy couldn't just tell his parents he was going over to his teacher's house, so he made an excuse and asked his friend to cover for him.
T0mmy had visited W1lbvr early in the morning during summer, with the excuse of having a sleepover at his friends house. W1lbvr welcomed T0mmy warmly, wrapping an arm around the boy's shoulder and welcoming him inside.
"What shall we do first, are you hungry? Did you eat breakfast?" W1lbvr asked, smiling widely. T0mmy nodded, saying how his mother made pancakes this morning.
They decided to play video games first, W1lbvr had bought a console, tons of games, and two controllers a while back. Few hours pass and T0mmy tries to move closer to W1lbvr, making the first move.
Now he was worried his feelings wouldn't be reciprocated, but what he wasn't expecting was to be pinned against the couch by his teacher, staring down at him as if he was prey.
"You don't know what you do to me, do you?" W1lbvr said, his voice deep and lustful. He straddled T0mmy's hips, the boys wrists in his hands. W1lbvr leaned down and pressed his face against T0mmy's neck.
"Mr. S00t-"
"Tch... Don't call me that. Call me W1lbvr."
"W1lbvr~" T0mmy said as he felt his stomach flutter, his mouth opening in surprise as W1lbvr sucked a hickey on his neck. He wouldn't be able to hide it, but W1lbvr clearly didn't care. W1lbvr grinded his hips down on T0mmy's, making the younger gasp and whine.
"Fuck, you're so perfect." W1lbvr murmured, licking a stripe up T0mmy's neck, making him shiver and whine. W1lbvr smirked, letting go of T0mmy's wrist to lift up T0nmy's shirt, touching the boy's bare skin, dragging his fingertips along the boy's stomach.
T0mmy wrapped his arm around W1lbvr, trying to bring him closer. In response, W1lbvr pressed his lips against T0mmy's, bringing the younger into a brutal yet romantic kiss. T0mmy whimpered, his mouth opening the slightest, giving W1lbvr the perfect moment to slip his tongue into the younger's mouth.
When they pulled away from the kiss, a string of saliva connected their lips until it snapped. W1lbvr gently wiped T0mmy's lip, smiling down at him.
"You're always so good for me." W1lbvr murmured, pressing kisses along T0mmy's jawline. W1lbvr grabbed the hem of T0mmy's shirt, practically ripping it off the younger, making him squeak in surprise. T0mmy immediately felt exposed, but not as exposed as he's about to feel as W1lbvr shimmies down T0mmy's legs to remove his shorts and boxers in one swift movement.
T0mmy moves to cover himself up, but W1lbvr grabs his hands, interlocking their fingers.
"Baby, don't cover yourself up, I wanna see you." W1lbvr said in the sweetest voice.
T0mmy shyly leaned forward to press a kiss on W1lbvr's lips, the older immediately leaning into the kiss and biting T0mmy's lip.
"M'gonna make you mine..." W1lbvr said, letting go of T0mmy's hands to undress himself. As he did, T0mmy gauked at the man's body and cock, his eyes blown out and practically drooling as he stared.
"Like what you see?" W1lbvr said with too much confidence, a shit-eating grin on his face. Clearly he was proud in his size. T0mmy, hesitantly, opened his legs for W1lbvr.
W1lbvr fished out a bottle of lube from his pants pockets, which were discarded on the floor. So he was planning this. W1lbvr coated his fingers in the cold substance and pressed them to T0mmy's entrance.
"It's okay baby, just gonna stretch you first" He said, pressing his index finger inside. T0mmy whined at the stretch, the feeling new and foreign, it felt weird. W1lbvr whispered praises and instructions to T0mmy, "breathe, just breathe baby" he said as he worked open T0mmy.
T0mmy grabbed onto W1lbvr as he added a second finger, stretching open the younger and admiring how T0mmy's entrance sucked his fingers in.
"Such a good boy, you're so good for me..." W1lbvr praised, pressing gentle kisses on T0mmy's neck as he added a third finger. T0mmy could tell W1lbvr was looking for something with the way he moved his fingers, he was going to ask, but then a shockwave of pleasure ripped through him. He cried out, gripping onto W1lbvr tightly.
"There it is..." W1lbvr whispered, pulling his fingers out. T0mmy whined at the lost, but as he felt the man's cock prod at his entrance, he tensed up.
"It's alright, it's okay, just breath T0ms." W1lbvr said gently, rubbing T0mmy's side and gently squeezing his skin.
"M'gonna make you feel good." W1lbvr said as he pushed into T0mmy, the younger whined and dug his nails into W1lbvr's back, holding onto him tightly. W1lbvr let out a shaky breath, T0mmy was so warm and wet, just for him.
T0mmy panted softly, closing his eyes tightly as he tried to get used to the feeling. He nuzzled his face into W1lbvr's neck, feeling the inches go into him slowly.
Once W1lbvr bottomed out, they stayed still for a moment, breathing and holding each other tightly.
"Y-you can... Move..." T0mmy murmured once he felt comfortable with the stretch, and W1lbvr was happy to oblige. W1lbvr started at a slow pace, oh so slow and gentle to make sure not to hurt the boy. T0mmy moaned softly, whimpering and squirming from the smallest touches.
"So good... Fuck... Gonna... Go faster, okay?" W1lbvr increased his speed without waiting for an answer, but T0mmy's increased pitched moans was all that he needed to know to go faster.
"F-fuck~ W1lbvr!!" T0mmy cried out, tears forming in his eyes from just how good he felt, he couldn't handle it, and he came quickly, shooting hot sticky cum onto his own stomach. W1lbvr himself couldn't handle how cute T0mmy was, and how he clenched so nicely around his cock. A few thrusts later, and W1lbvr was coming inside T0mmy.
W1lbvr collapsed ontop of T0mmy, both of them panting heavily as they relished in the clarity. T0mmy whined softly, hugging W1lbvr tightly and breathing in his scent.
Is it crazy of me to think that T0mmy still texts Wilbur from time to time like he just can't seem to let go of him no matter how much he tries to get over him after all he was his first 🤭
No, this is completely valid. There's rumours that they still have contact & meet up occasionally but I've yet to find a source/proof. 💛
pls give some ~freaky~ dnf fics (maybe with a lot of words too?)
now idk what you count as freaky, but i hope these suffice. tried to rec some that have a lot of words :)
Flash Photography Whore by isntitcrazy 33k wc
George makes a habit of pretending someone is Dream. Maybe he’s setting himself up to take a fall, maybe he’s better at guessing games than he thought he was.
between lust and love by nebulousjay 34k wc
When George is hired out by Dream, he expects his usual. To get fucked or be fucked, make his rent three times over and to move on to his next client. What he didn't expect was to enjoy it so much. Dream was different than his usual, he lacked the cocky attitude that he had become accustomed to in clients; he was soft, shy, eager. And George wanted to devour him whole. But he couldn't get attached, that was his number one rule.
All the right moves (all the wrong places) by simplysmitten 37k wc
After death threats evolve into actual attempts on his life, Dream is placed in witness protection. His strained relationship with George, the CIA agent assigned to his case, takes an interesting--and extremely embarrassing--turn when a break in leaves them locked in a safe room together for hours on end. Once Dream is transferred to a new location with even stricter guidelines to keep him safe, he's shocked to learn those new rules include him and George being within each other's sight literally 24/7.
teach me by hardtofindneuro 54k wc
It’s a moment of desperation that drives George to show Sapnap the most shameful file he has tucked away on his computer - the excel sheet full of all the questions he has about everything sex.
It’s not his fault he doesn’t know, if he’d had a way to, uh, experiment, he’d surely have figured it out by now.
As it is, George is a virgin, and when Dream agrees to help him learn his way around? How can he say no?
Just One Touch by scoops 84k wc
Dream has never been able to keep secrets from George. He’s never even tried. So, when George finds out that he’s been hooking up with an old friend, he is understandably shocked. And he definitely doesn’t expect to become a player in their little games.
no nut november by hardtofindneuro 10k wc
Dream Team makes a bet on who will lose No Nut November, but George's patience wears thin instantly. He needs to blow off steam. Good thing he has just the way to do that.
curiosity killed the cat (orphaned author) 10k wc
Dog hybrids have always been a little intriguing to cat hybrid George, certain attributes more interesting than others. He thinks their floppy ears are funny and is fascinated by the way their feet will twitch when you scratch them in just the right spot. Moving in with Dream has given him the ability to see these things firsthand, finding amusement in watching Dream chase his own tail when he’s bored, and how he sulks when George doesn’t pay attention to him. The more George learns about dog hybrids, the more he learns about the physical differences between them and cat hybrids. There’s just one specific trait in particular he wonders about.
Worthy by deathsquiggles 12k wc
Dream has been chosen as this year's Runner.
He'll be brought to the Temple and prepared, and at some point in the next few weeks, he will descend deep below the earth and enter the home of the Holy Dominion.
His village will be safe for another year, and Dream will be dead.
Lucky him.
The Dream Method™ by simplysmitten 27k wc
The trials and tribulations of George's self-discovery to being a bottom.
cw: sexual content, daddy issues, age gap, short and kinda maybe just a teensy-bit self indulgent
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-wilbur was older by ten years. you were just freshly an adult, and wilbur had some experience with his time.
-he’s so much taller compared to you. that alone makes you feel so safe around him.
-he calls you petnames that he knows will remind you of your father. “my little girl.” “sweetheart.” “my babygirl.”
-he gives you subtle praises because he knows they fluster you. “that’s my good girl.” “good job, sweetheart.” “you’re doing so good.”
-he doesn’t directly mention your issues with your dad, but he says things that remind you he’s taking care of you. “i’ve got you, sweetheart.” “let me handle that.” “don’t worry, babygirl.”
-he gives such fatherly advice. truly, he just wants what’s best for you. “i wouldn’t do that.” “don’t you want to stay home with me, where it’s safe?”
-during fights, he never yells. he doesn’t scream, he doesn’t namecall. he just remains silent until you fall crying into his arms.
-constant praise in bed. “you take it so good, sweet girl… just a little more, i know…”
-he encouraged you to get onto birth control; your life is hard enough. you don’t need a baby on top of that.
-missionary is your favorite because it makes you feel safe; his hands holding yours, his cock deep inside you and his soothing voice constantly reminding you that you’re his- that he isn’t going anywhere. “i’m here, sweetheart… fuck, i’m almost there, okay? my sweet girl… i love you.”
-you do whatever he asks of you in bed; you can’t risk losing him when he makes you feel so safe and loved.
-you cry a lot; you really can’t help it. especially not when that overwhelming fear runs through your veins that he’s gonna leave and you’ll be all alone again. he runs his hands through your hair, cooing to you softly. “shh, my sweet girl… i’m right here, i’m not going anywhere.”
-you need constant reassurance that he won’t do what your dad did. that he won’t corner you, or make you feel small and weak. that he’ll love you for who you are. “i love you so much, sweetheart. i’d never do anything like that to you. never ever ever.” he says while holding your face, kissing your lips.
-everynight is spent curled up in his arms. and in some sick way, you imagine he’s your father. the age difference didn’t bother you, no. in fact, it comforted you.
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