#dwt imagine

[collapsedatlantis]

masks | dreamwastaken, karl jacobs, sapnap, gerogenotfound

okay... this is a bit heavier, so please make sure to read the warnings🧍‍♀️





warnings: smut, unprotected sex, hard doms!, pet names, deep throat, overstimulation, 5th some (sort of), reader being used (consensually!!!), mask kink, yeah its fucked up...

You were lying in your bed, tightly tucked under your blanket, eating ice cream while watching your favorite show. You knew it was late since the whole house had been quiet for a long time. Maybe something after 2 a.m. You knew Karl was streaming until 1 a.m., so that would make sense. The reason you were still awake was currently running in your system. More specifically, the four cups of coffee you had within a few hours. Today was super stressful for you because everyone else was stressed, which caused extreme chaos. But to be honest, you didn't mind being awake. It was the only time you had time just for yourself.

Well, until you heard a knock on your door. You whined and put the half-eaten ice cream on your bedside table. After that, you angrily got up, ready to yell at anyone who was behind your door and not being murdered, because that would literally be the only excuse for them. You quickly opened the door, getting ready to yell, but nothing came out of your mouth. You were unable to speak as you were looking at the four men standing in front of you. Your eyes were jumping from one to another. They were all dressed in black, tech-core-like clothes, while their lower parts of their faces were covered.

,,What is this?`` you chuckled, hoping that at least one of them would explain. However, no answer was given to you; all you got were four male bodies pushing you back to your room. George, who came in last, closed the door behind all of them. The smile on your face was completely gone now. A strong hand pushed you onto your knees. You looked up, realizing it was Clay. All of them stood around you in a small circle. Karl was standing right in front of you, while Clay was on your right, Sap was on your left, and George was behind you.  ,,What are you doing?" you asked when you saw Karl's hands unzipping his pants. Sap next to you chuckled. ,,What, is this not what you wanted so bad?`` Karl said, drawing your attention to him again. ,,What?¨ You said, not understanding.  ,,Maybe make sure your door is closed while you're calling with your friend, sharing all your fantasies—that's what you called it, right?`` Clay said, and you quickly looked up at him, feeling your heart drop to your stomach. Your body was filled with extreme embarrassment.

It was true. Two days ago, you and your friend were calling on discord while drinking. Things got out of hand quickly, and you went from sharing your embarrassing stories to your kinky fantasies. That was also when you shared that you'd like to get fucked by your friends that you live with while they're wearing masks. 

,,Y/N, focus`` Karl said, and you blinked to get back into reality. The view in front of you shocked you. Karl was now stroking his cock just a few inches from your face. Sap grabbed your hair into a ponytail, forcing you to look up.  ,,You wanted to be a slut? Now's your time`` Karl said as he hit your cheeks with his cock. Saps grip tightened, making you open your mouth. Karl didn't wait for anything and put his cock deep into your mouth, making you gag. You wanted to pull your head away, but Saps hand didn't allow you that. Tears filled your eyes as Karl pulled out and then did it again, clearly not caring that you were choking on his cock.  ,,Honey, be good." Clay said as he lowered himself so his face was right next to yours. You took a deep breath and put your lips around Karl's cock.  ,,That's a good girl." Clay said as his hand traveled to your throat, feeling Karl's cock slide in and out. Karl's moans were filling the room, and you looked up at him. George was now standing next to him, looking at you getting face-fucked by his friend. ,,Sap move her head`` Karl said with a deep voice. He stopped fucking your mouth, but you didn't have peace for too long, as Saps hand started moving your head. Karl's tip was hitting the back of your throat as tears streamed down your cheeks. You were focusing on your breathing; you barely noticed when Karl quickly pulled out of your mouth, breathing heavily. You quickly closed your mouth, trying to ignore the excruciating pain in your jaw.

,,Aw, what happened, Karl?`` George said with a teasing voice.  ,,Dont wanna cum in her mouth, that's all`` He said, sounding annoyed. Your attention was brought back as Sap stood in front of you with his cock in his hand. You automatically opened your mouth, and he smiled at you. Your mouth had to get used to him. He was thicker than Karl. He started to fuck your mouth immediately, making you grab his thighs, trying to slow him down.  ,,Hands, sweethart`` You heard George say as his hands grabbed yours, placing them behind your back. He then stood up again, making sure he wouldn't miss much. Your mind was starting to get hazy, and the feeling in between your legs was driving you crazy. You noticed that the cock in your mouth felt different, so you opened your eyes to see George in front of you. You closed your eyes again, letting him use your mouth as he wanted to. You weren't sure how long he was fucking your mouth. He then quickly pulled out, giving you a second to breathe normally. His position was soon taken by Clay. All of their precum was mixed with your saliva in your mouth. Your jaw was now completely numb, allowing you to keep your mouth nicely open. Clay used your mouth for some time before once again pulling out. You swallowed and took a deep breath while looking at them with wide eyes.

Someone helped you on your feet and walked you to your bed. Sap was already lying there. Your body was guided onto the bed. You were on all fours, while Sap was half lying under you. A hand slapped your ass, making you whine and move forward, closer to Sap. He placed some of your hair behind your ear while looking at you with a loving look.

You felt the tip of someone's cock in between your folds before it harshly entered your pussy. You cried out and turned your head to see who it was. It was Karl. His hands were holding your hips. Saps hand grabbed you by your throat, making you look at him again.  ,,Pretty girl`` he said as Karl started thrusting into you. He was giving you a hard thrusts. You bit your lower lip as you were looking at Sap through your eyelashes. It was hard to keep your eyes open. Your and Karl's moans were complementing each other so nicely. His cock was stretching you out, almost painfully. His grip on your ass would definitely leave a mark.  ,,You're going to cum on my cock," Karl said as one of his hands left your ass and moved to your pussy. Long fingers playing with your clit. You cried out in pleasure and placed your head on Sap's chest. His hand was playing with your hair. The pleasure was building up, and soon you were pushed over the edge. Your body getting filled with pleasure. Sap lifted your head so he could watch your face. You were so filled with euphoria that you didn't notice Sap getting from under you and being placed on your back.

Two hands pulled you closer to the end of the bed. You opened your eyes just to be met with Clay's half-covered face. Another wave of excitement hit you. He placed your legs over his shoulders before quickly sliding his cock into your pussy, which was already filled with Karl's cum. He thrusted into you. His tip hit your cervix, and your body jerked away from him. Someone grabbed you by your shoulder, making you stay in place. ,,I know, honey, I know," Clay said as he continued fucking you, more carefully this time. You weren't fully over your first orgasm, so for a few minutes, it felt more painful than pleasurable. Once Clay's finger found your clit, another wave of orgasm came. You arched your back and opened your mouth in an empty moan. Your hands were painfully holding onto the bed cover. Karls hand grabbed one of your hands, making you stop so you would hurt yourself. Clay finished into you with a few streaks of his cum. When he pulled out, a mixture of his and Karl's cum spilled out.

,,Bro is completely brain fucked." Sap laughed as his cock entered you, causing you to whine. Someone laughed at his comment. He lowered your legs, holding your hips, while fucking into you. He was right; your brain was unable to form a single thought. Someone's hand was caressing your cheek.  ,,Fuck, she feels good." He said through his teeth as his nails dug into your skin. Your third orgasm hit you out of nowhere, making you moan loudly. Your walls clenching around Saps's cock, made him cum quickly after you. Even more cum spilled out as he pulled out. ,,Please dont`` You cried softly as George walked over to you. He parted your lips more, revealing your abused hole. ,,Just once more, darling`` He said, and you took a deep breath. He was definitely the most gentle with you. He was still fast, but his hands were traveling on your thighs, squeezing them sometimes.  ,,I-``You tried to say, but a whine took over you. ,,You're okay`` Clay said behind you. ,,I ca-cant`` You sobbed, feeling exhausted.  ,,Yes you can, for me, okay?`` George said and you cried as your final orgasm took over your body. Your legs started to shake violently, and George pinned them to the bed. It felt so overwhelmingly good that you wanted to feel like this forever. George finished half into you and half onto you.

Your chest was quickly rising, trying to catch your breath. All of them walked in front of the bed, where they could get a good look. You heard a weird noise, so you opened your eyes. You saw Clay with his phone, taking a picture of your pussy filled with their cum. You didn't mind; you knew they wouldn't use it against you. ,,You did so good," George said as he stroked your lower leg. ,,Y'all can go; I'll take care of her.'' Sap said to his friends, and after some time they all left, leaving just the two of you together.

,,Lets get you clean up''

[lovetorn]

weekend getaway [roommate!dream au]

Roommate!Dream x Reader

it's been a little bit over a year since i posted the first roommate!dream, and a few months since i posted the last one. so, in honour of the best series on my blog, i present to you, the last instalment of the roommate!dream universe.

w/c: 1.7k (i think)

roommate!dream masterlist

A weekend away was exactly what your friend groups were in desperate need of. It was spring break and instead of joining your peers on tropical islands and weekends down on the coast, you decided to embrace the icy chill that still lingered in the air and book an Airbnb in the forest a few hours away from campus. Some were displeased with the mention of a jacket instead of a swimsuit but agreed to go nonetheless. The car ride up went smoothly and soon, you, Dream, Sapnap, George, Karl, Quackity, and Wilbur were pulling up to a two-storey cabin. 

“A cabin in the woods, ooooo~,” Quackity had joked when Dream parked the van you had hired for this trip specifically. The sun above was doing nothing to warm you, and the chilly breeze caused you to pull the sleeves of your hoodie over your hands. The group was eager to get inside and soon piled in with suitcases and shopping bags full of food. 

Dream took your bag, along with his, upstairs to snag the room he thought was best. The other boys argued with Dream as he did so, but were soon rendered speechless when he mentioned something about ‘the most sturdy bed’. You weren’t listening. 

After settling in, Sapnap brought up the idea of a campfire as the sun started setting. And after a long day of roadtripping, everyone agreed. 

The warmth from the fire was nowhere near as hot as Dream’s hand that rested on your thigh. He was laughing along with Sapnap about some snide comment George had made with a near-empty beer bottle in his other hand. You were occupied with your second can of some alcohol that Karl had pulled from his cooler and was already feeling the buzz in your stomach. Being the first night of a college getaway, it was a piss-up, and you felt like the only one who was being responsible with your alcohol consumption. 

Before you got up to go charge your phone, you felt Dream nudge your side, his eyes wide with evident intoxication and an adorable grin on his cheeks. You tilted your head and went to answer him before you felt Dream slip his beanie onto your head.

“Can’t have you getting cold,” He mumbled. Your cheeks warmed when you felt Dream’s hand on your wrist as he moved it into his wavy locks. You giggled, watching as he sunk his head into your lap, his eyes closed in contentment while holding his bottle high above his body to avoid spilling it over you. You admired how child-like he looked; so innocent and naive—a complete contrast to his everyday exterior. His eyes fluttered slightly as he sighed, snuggling his head further into your lap before your moment was rudely interrupted. 

“Dream,” Sapnap called from the opposite side of the fire pit. Dream lifted his head quickly, your hand falling out of his hair in the process. “Want to play some football?” He asked and Dream’s eyes lit up, looking towards you for some unspoken approval. 

Considering his drunken state, as well as yours, the idea of your boyfriend playing football was the greatest idea of the night. You nodded, a cheeky grin playing on your lips as he shot up from your lap, stumbling slightly when he was on his feet. You only laughed as you fixed the beanie on your head and followed the boys to the open area behind the fire pit. The floodlights from the roof of the cabin lit up the grassy patch and you found a spot on the ground. 

Chatter suddenly filled the air as Karl, Quackity and Wilbur stepped out of the sliding door, their concoctions of what you guessed were rum and coke sloshing out of their glasses. You turned around to wave at them. 

“Y/n!” Karl screamed as he and Wilbur sat themselves down next to you, Quackity jogging out onto the grass to join in on the game. You turned your attention towards your boyfriend whose laughter could be heard for miles as he stumbled around the oval, his friends following suit as they clumsily threw the football around. 

Said ball came barrelling at Dream, and without a second thought, he caught it and drop-kicked it. Dream over-dramatically shielded his eyes with his hand in an attempt to see where the ball had gotten to. 

“Well boys, s’gone,” He laughed, his words slurring together slightly. 

The boys groaned collectively. “Dream! What the fuck,” Quackity yelled throwing his hands up. Dream only giggled and took a swig of his beer, clearly unbothered by the disappearance of the ball. The boys shook their heads, taking their beer bottles with them as they went towards the trees to find the ball.   

“Baby! Come here, I wanna show you something,” Dream yelled to you, his words slightly slurred and his cheeks blushed. The use of the pet name made your stomach flip. It had only been a few months since you went from roommates to more, and the thought of having Dream as your boyfriend was otherworldly after pining for a year. 

Your warm drink sloshed out of the can as you stood before you placed it in the grass carefully, making sure it didn’t tip over in the process. Dream grinned as you made your way towards him, copying your actions by placing his drink in the grass behind him. 

“What’s up, gorgeous?” You asked as you stood in front of him. Dream gave you a boyish laugh and pointed at the tree behind him. 

“The ball’s in there—they’re gonna be looking for a long time,” Your jaw dropped in fake shock as you grabbed his hands and swung them around. “I think I’ll leave them searching for a little longer on their own.” Dream’s eyes swam with mischief and moved his hands to your hips. 

“Get a room!” George yelled from the trees when Dream leaned down to place a sloppy kiss on your cheek, the two of you ignoring his comment.

“Babe,” You said, pulling away from his grip. Dream looked close to devastated as you stood in front of him and you giggled harder at his expression. 

Dream slapped his hand over his mouth as he struggled to keep his laughter in. “You’re wasted.” 

“No, I’m fine! Look, I can walk in a straight line,” Your clear thoughts were slightly fuzzy, but you shook your head and held your finger up. You placed your left foot in front of your right one, and so on, successfully completing your word. Even in his dazed state, your boyfriend was surprised, his eyes wide and his mouth opened slightly. 

“Wow! You did so well,” He rushed towards you to throw his arms around your head. Dream was sweaty but neither of you cared, finding the moment intoxicatingly sweet instead. You both giggled together, your arms around his torso and head against his hard chest. 

“I can do it too,” Dream whispered in your ear, his lips causing shivers down your spine as they brushed against you. He pulled away abruptly, moving to show you he could, in fact, also walk in a straight line. You stood laughing at him as he stumbled around failing miserably, his hair falling in his eyes. 

“I’m so bad!” Dream’s chuckle turned to a wheeze as he hunched over, hands on his knees. You nodded in agreement. 

Unknown to the two of you, the rest of your friend group stared at two of you in drunken disbelief, clearly entertained by the two of you. 

Sapnap had turned to Quackity, “I want what they’re having,” who nodded in response. The two, along with George, stood in the middle of the oval as they observed the random interaction between their friends.

“Oi! Stop that you two,” George yelled as your mouth met Dream’s in a rushed kiss. Wilbur and Karl gagged from their spots on the grass as they finally finished off their drinks, alcohol dripping from their chins. Dream threw his middle finger up as you pulled away. Your foreheads were sticky against one another, but you wouldn't've had it any other way. 

Who would’ve thought that two roommates could have turned a college apartment from something so trivial to something domestic and monumental? 

“I’m so glad I picked your name off the list and not George’s,” Dream confessed, covering his mouth afterwards like a child who told you something they weren’t supposed to. “He bribed me to, but I wanted you.” 

“You didn’t even know who I was when you picked my name,” You peered over his shoulder at the boys who were sprinting towards you with the ball, cheering and yelling at Dream to join them again. 

“I know, but I knew there was something about you, and I had to know who you were.” 

“That’s a lot of ‘know’s’.” 

“I know,” He laughs. 

“Okay, that’s enough, you two! Dream get back to your game and stop stealing Y/n off us!” Wilbur yelled. 

Dream sighed dramatically and let your hands go. “Go! Others demand your presence, your highness.” 

You rolled your eyes before you leaned up to press a smooch to his cheek. “I love you.” 

Dream’s eyes widened and his face dropped. You feared you had overstepped, already conjuring up an excuse about how drunk you were when Dream rushed forwards. 

He scooped you up in his arms, his lips next to your ear. “I’ve been waiting for you to say that for the longest time.” 

You giggle in relief and pull your head backwards so you were nose to nose with him.

“I love you, too, okay? And I will spend the rest of my life telling you,” His words strung together and you struggled to decipher them, but you caught every word and hung onto them. Your chest ached with love and devotion and Dream’s hands on your hips were firm. Your skin was on fire and your eyes welled up with tears at the sheer joy you felt when you looked at him.

Tears rolled down Dream's cheeks idly, and you wiped them away softly, lips upturned in a grin as he laughed softly in disbelief.

"You're a dream," He whispered, smirking at the use of his own name.

“You’re a dream, sweet boy,” You giggle at your own joke.

You were so wrapped up in your little world with Dream that you barely missed Quackity’s exaggerated groan. “Hurry the fuck up, man!” 

You giggled and kissed him on the mouth, drunk on something much stronger than alcohol. Something that you wished to be drunk on for the rest of your life, especially with the man in front of you.

–

as i close this chapter of my blog, i want to say thank you for all the love and every reblog, like, comment, and ask about roommate!dream. it has been a journey, but it's been my favourite one. feedback on this one-shot is appreciated, but don't feel obligated to do so.

i love you guys so so much, and i'm going to miss r!dream and his stupid face as much as you (maybe even a little more). he has a special place in my heart and who knows, maybe i will pick this universe up again, but until then, goodbye my sweet boy <3

[fandomlit]

gif cred belongs to @funnunculus

requested by anon “73 & 79 with dream please :)”

warning suggestive themes

im ending my writing prompts,, feel free to rq before they’re gone

imagine dream stealing one of your bras

you had originally gone into dream’s room to ask him a question, but whatever your initial question was was replaced by the words, “is that my bra?”

dream was busy looking for a shirt in one of his drawers, giving you the sight of his muscular back and the jeans that hung perfectly off of his hips. but you were more focused on the back pocket of those jeans, which you could see contained the lacy material of the bra you thought you had lost. “huh?”

“in your back pocket,” you continued, brow now furrowed with suspicion as you moved closer to him. before you could grasp the material, dream snapped his drawer shut and wheeled around to face you with a smirk. you crossed your arms, looking up at him with a quirked brow.

“why are you trying to touch my butt?”

you scoffed. “my bra is literally in your back pocket!”

dream patted himself down as if he was checking his pockets. “it is?”

“dream!” you called out, though you were laughing at his teasing smile. “give it back!”

“why would i do that?” he chuckled in response.

“‘cause bras are expensive,” you whined, uncrossing your arms to pout at him.

he just shrugged. “i’ll buy you a new one.” he moved away from you to slip his shirt over his head, going to grab something from his nightstand.

“but i like that one,” you pouted, looking to the green material still partially sticking out of his back pocket.

dream shrugged again, turning back to you. “so do i. it’s green.”

“i know!” you scoffed. “i bought it for you!”

dream placed a kiss to your lips as he walked past you. “exactly.”

it took you a second to process as he walked out of the room. “no, wait, not for you- dream!”

[kissmezero]

dirty little secret.

(dream x f!reader)

(cw: smut, no pronoun use, but fem nicknames & anatomy. mentions of choking. mdni)

dream was all you could think about. no matter the task at hand, the images of him on top of you with his hands around your neck, never left your mind. being around him was becoming unbearable.

no one was in the house. both sapnap and dream disappeared a few hours earlier, so here you caught yourself sprawled out on your bed, legs wide open, and dream’s name slipping from your lips.

your back arched, pushing your head further and further into your pillow, as the fingers you pushed inside yourself got more intense. you were a drooling mess, barely able to contain your loud whines. you felt yourself nearing your edge, your body beginning to tense— when a very familiar voice caught your attention. you halted.

“why’d you stop pretty girl?” his voice was piercing and you were embarrassed. you sat up throwing the blanket over you to cover whatever dignity you had left. you had no clue what to say… he wasn’t supposed to be home yet.

“are you going to answer or are you just going to sit there all flustered?”

you weren’t sure why he was acting like this. he’d normally just close the door and walk off, but here he was inching closer to you.

“I- you weren’t supposed to see that.” you gulped, struggling to get a word out. you tightened your grip on the blanket, barely able to make eye contact with the figure in front of you. he smirked.

“it sounded like it was just for me to see.” he whispered. you blushed remembering just how loudly his name was slipping between your breaths. he didn’t say anything else. he just walked over to the bed, standing over you with a look you’ve never seen before. the room was so tense it felt as if the air would shatter if one of you moved too quickly.

“can I touch you?” he asked before moving any closer. your stomach clenched, wrapping itself in a mixture of hesitance and need.

“yes.” you croaked. dream slowly moved the blanket off of you, revealing your already naked body.

“fuck.” he cursed under his breath, his gaze soaking in every inch of your bare skin. he reached for your leg, running a hand all the way up your thigh, squeezing tightly where he stopped. he did the same up your torso, feathering light touches across your collarbones and breasts.

he then copied his same trail, but with wet kisses instead. his hot breath made you quiver. your knees snapped together with a sudden jolt of pleasure once his lips reached your nipples. he pushed your thighs back apart, admiring you once again. you couldn’t take the waiting anymore, all you wanted was him.

“dream please.” you begged, grabbing his hand and placing it where you needed him most.

“like this?” he taunted, roughly and suddenly pushing two fingers inside of you. every muscle in your body tensed at the sudden feeling you’d been searching for. you nodded rapidly, no longer able to hold yourself up.

he chuckled lightly at how desperate you were for him. “you look so pretty like this. laid out just for me. I think about you like this all the time.” he admitted. his hands only intensified with his words, and you were holding on by a thread.

he dipped his head down, resting it between your thighs. he then licked a long stripe up your folds, his tongue focusing on your clit. you were pleading for him to keep going, his movements never faltering. euphoria was coursing through your veins. it was all you needed and more. your hands snaked through his hair, pulling him closer into you.

your stomach began to tighten and the burning sensation of your nerves chasing your release only grew stronger.

“im so close. pl-please can I cum?” you whimpered, tightening your legs around him.

“look at me when you do.” he commanded.

you propped yourself up on your elbows right before you hurdled over the edge. your climax coursed through you, as you began to writhe under him. you tried to keep your half lidded eyes on dream’s features, your head momentarily lulling back. you struggled to hold yourself up, your whole body trembling from the strong release.

dream ran a hand over you, provoking a flinch due to your sensitivity. he slid his two fingers out, puckering his mouth around them until they were clean.

“next time just ask me to take care of it.”

[dreaammybeloved]

𝗰𝗹𝗼𝘀𝗲𝗿

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝘀) : 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐱𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗶𝗻𝘀: 𝗂𝗇𝗌𝖾𝖼𝗎𝗋𝗂𝗍𝗂𝖾𝗌 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗐𝖾𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍

clay was currently speedrunning off stream, while i stayed on his bed watching niki’s stream. she was playing phasmaphobia with will, scott and shubble. it was a very funny stream

“baby” he said all of a sudden and i looked up from my screen at him

“what’s up?” he made a motion signalling to come and i put my laptop down on the bed, getting out of bed and walking to his gaming chair.

he patted his lap and i sat down softly, facing his monitor. i kept some of my weight on my feet so he didn’t have too much pressure on him. i was still self conscious about my weight and even though clay always told me how perfect he found me, old habits never die

he rested his chin on my shoulder wrapping his arms around my waist. we stayed in a comfortable silence and then he unwrapped his arms, using them to pull us closer to his desk. he continued to play minecraft, while i watched. while he played, i subconsciously started putting more of my weight into my legs

“don’t fucking do that” he mumbled, bringing me closer to him. “i want all of you” i sighed and rested all my weight on him. “good girl” he let out a breath and kissed my neck before going back to playing minecraft

“i’m too heavy” i whispered. “i don’t wanna hurt you” i confessed, looking back at him. his face softened and he sighed

“you’re not hurting me. i love you y/n including how much you weigh kitten” he reassured in a soft voice, kissing my cheek after he finished. he took his hands away from his keyboard and mouse, showing no interest in playing anymore. he wrapped both his arms around me securely and hiding his face into the side of my neck

“you’re perfect baby, got it?” i slowly nodded my head. “don’t ever do that again” he mumbled against my skin as he started to kiss my neck and shoulder

“i’m sorry, it’s just habit” clay stopped kissing me and took his head away from my shoulder, looking up at me

“don’t apologise. i know it’s habit but i’m here to get you out of that habit” he smiled at me, i couldn’t help but smile back. i tried to get off his lap but clay whined and pulled me back down

“no, don’t go please” he whined. i got up and turned towards him, straddling his lap instead. he smiled and brought my head down to his chest

“i love you, you do know that right y/n?” clay questioned, gently running his index finger down my bare spine

“you tell me everyday. i love you too” i answered back, nuzzling my face into his shoulder. he wrapped his arms around me even tighter and gently swayed left and right on his chair. we stayed in a comfortable silence for the next 10 minutes

“clay, can we go onto the bed?” i questioned. clay hummed in response. i tried to back out of clays lap, but he didn’t budge. instead he placed hands under my thighs and stood up, picking me up in the process. i shrieked and wrapped my legs around his torso. clay giggled and walked us over to the bed

he placed me down on our bed, closing my laptop and placing it on the bedside table. he tumbled into the space next to me and immediately wrapping his arms around me

[collapsedatlantis]

a thing | simpbur, sapnap, others...

aight besties, this is definitely a bit darker/heavier, so please read all the warnings. I am in no way romanticizing kidnapping, sexual violence, and other stuff; this is just fiction after all.

summary: reader is kidnapped and kept as a pet/thing, while being used by others (Simpbur, Sapnap, Dream, whoever else you want), reader is also not the only one kept as a pet,

warnings: kidnapping, smut, punishment, spanking, objectifying, soft!doms, hard!doms, Stockholm syndrome, orgasm denial, reader being used, sexual violence,

A soft touch on your cheek woke you from your dreamless sleep. You opened your eyes wide in terror, but you quickly relaxed when you saw Wilbur in front of you. He was kneeling next to you, his hand on your cheek. ,,How are you, angel? Anything hurts?`` He asked you with a small smile. You tried to sit up, but the pain made you quickly lie down again. Eyes filling with tears. You knew your voice would betray you, so you only nodded to him. He licked his lips and then helped you on your feet, checking your body to find the part that was hurting. When he spun you around, he noticed the red markings on your upper thighs and ass. With a deep sigh, he led you out of what they called your room. It was a small, dark, and cold room with only a mattress in the middle.

Soon you arrived at the medical room, which was almost always occupied. This time, it was fully empty. Wilbur closed the door behind you and told you to lay on your stomach. The table was cold, and it smelled like alcohol. You hated this room because you were scared of needles and blood. Funny, really, because you end up here at least a few times a week. You weren't trying to misbehave, but they always found a reason to punish you. What was even worse was that they were obsessed with you. There were other girls that they could do all the stuff to, but they always picked you.

Wilbur started to clean the wounds from a leather belt, and you tried to stay as stiff as possible. You knew that Wilbur wouldn't punish you for it; he wasn't like the others, but maybe that was the reason why you always tried to be so good for him. Longing for a praise from him. His touch was delicate; he made sure to cause you as little pain as possible. While he was working, you thought about the time when you first arrived here.

You didn't have any family or friends, so you decided to travel. That's what you did for some time before you decided to stay in a small town for a while. You rented an apartment and worked in a bar. One night you were going home when you felt someone grab you and put a cloth on your face. That was the last thing you remembered from your old life. You woke up in a cold room with a concussion. That was when you saw the men for the first time. You were confused and scared. You were naked and chained up while they were looking at you. Dream explained what was happening to you. You were kidnapped and brought to their place. You found out that you weren't the only girl here. You never met any of them; it was prohibited, but sometimes you would hear them.

You fought them off for as long as you could. They started using you shortly after your head was okay, and you hated them for it. What you hated even more was that you started to enjoy being used by them. You got turned into a complete submission. You didn't like being chained up, hurt, or punished, but you knew they meant well with you. They loved you. That's what they were saying any time they used your body until your complete exhaustion.

,,Who did this to you, love?`` Wilbur said as he finished, and you pulled your oversized shirt down. You then slowly sat down, feeling like your flesh was on fire. Wilbur walked over to you and grabbed you by the chin. You tried to avoid eye contact for as long as possible. The last thing you wanted to do was to snitch on someone. ,,I asked you a question`` His tone changed slightly, with fear appearing deep inside you. You looked up at him and tilted your head.  ,,It doesn't matt-`` His long fingers wrapped around your throat like hungry snakes, cutting off your oxygen almost completely. Your right hand grabbed his wrist. He was quiet for some time. His jaw was clenched and his eyes were studying your face. He was clearly upset. ,,I'm disappointed in you; I thought you were better`` You whined because of his words. The crazy need to be good for him filled every inch of you. ,,I am good`` You whispered, but his hands squeezed your throat even more. You gasped for air but found none. ,,Who did this to you?`` He asked again and finally let go of you. You took a deep breath as your vision cleared.  ,,Dream`` You said quietly as you looked down at your bare feet. You knew Dream wasn't his real name. You didn't know anyone's real name. Wilbur took a deep breath as his hand ran through his hair.

Wilbur quickly walked you back to your room before literally storming to the main room. The main room was a place where only they could be. It was basically the only nicely furnished room. It felt like a nice, cozy living room. There was a huge TV, a small kitchen area, multiple couches, and much more. It was the place where they spent their free time.

When he finally arrived, he opened the massive door and then angrily closed it behind him. Almost everyone was there. His eyes landed on Clay, who was lying down on one of the couches, watching Sap play a video game on the TV. ,,Clay, how fucking hard is it, to bring her to the medical room and just clean her wounds?`` Everyone in the room looked at Wilbur. Clay chuckled and brought his attention back to the video game. ,,Don't you feel like you're going a little bit soft on her? She's just a thing, you know?`` Clay said, and Wilbur had to close his eyes in frustration.  ,,I obviously know that, but unless you want her to get inflected or worse, let her fall into complete submission, driving her crazy-`` ,,Okay Will, calm down. I get why you're angry, but Clay is right`` George said, which made Wilbur even more mad. ,,This isn't a 5-star hotel experience for them. There is no bond between us and them. Y/N was punished for something and was left alone in her room for a reason.`` George continued. Clay reached for a bottle of beer and offered it to Will, who took it. He knew all that. There were no feelings involved, and he knew your position. You were a thing to own, to use, not to love. But still, he cared for you.

,,Love, I can't keep covering up for yo-`` Wilbur said as he watched you eat a sandwich he made for you. Both of you were in a room that was used as an eating area. ,,I didn't ask for that`` You said after you swallowed your bite. He gave you a look, and you quickly started eating again. ,,J-Just be good, okay? Don't give them a reason to punish you`` He said and you nodded with a smile on your face. The door behind you opened, and someone walked in.  ,,There's my favorite girl`` Sap said as he stroked your back. You turned your head at him and gave him a big smile. You liked Sap. He was always nice to you, maybe a little rough during sex. He lowered his upper body and gave you a kiss on the lips. Wilbur tried his best not to feel jealous. ,,You're doing better?`` Sap asked as his hand caressed your hair.  ,,Yup, it doesn't even hurt anymore`` You said before you started to eat your sandwich again. Sap looked at Wilbur, who was now watching you again. ,,Imma take her for tonight`` Sap said, and Wilbur quickly looked at him. ,,No`` Wilbur said simply. ,,What do you mean no? Wilbur you heard what Dream said`` Sapnap said angrily, and you tried to lower yourself as much as possible, trying to be invisible. ,,I know, but I already have plans with her`` Wilbur said. ,,Maybe Sap could join?`` You had no clue what plans Wilbur meant, but you just wanted them to stop fighting. They shared you before, and you liked it. They both looked at each other, and Wilbur agreed.

You were lying down on a bed, your hands tied up above your head. A vibrator was pressed on your clit, drawing out loud moans from you. Wilbur was the one holding it, while Sap was sitting at the end of the bed, watching you squirm around while his left hand was holding your thigh so you couldn't close your legs. You lost track of time a long time ago. All you knew was that you almost came three times. Every time you felt like you'd cum any second, Wilbur would remove the vibrator. You begged as tears ran down your cheeks. ,,Please please please`` You mumbled as you felt another orgasm coming. Wilbur drew small circles with the vibrator, but as soon as your back arched, he removed it. You tugged with your arms and cried out. You felt Sap move. His other hand grabbed your left thigh, and soon you felt a cold air on your pussy. He blew on your abused clit again before his lips sucked on it. You arched your back and whined when you felt his mouth shift. Then you felt his tongue inside of you. Wilbur placed the vibrator on your nipple, which filled your body with another wave of pleasure. It all felt so good, you almost forgot it was actually a punishment for earlier, when you didn't answer Wilbur's question in the medical room. You felt the knot in your stomach tightening again, and your muscles flexed, making both of the men stop. You tried to rock your hips to get off of something, but it was useless. Saps hand left your thigh and his fingers slid into your folds. You moved just enough so his fingers found your hole. Three of his fingers were now deep inside you, stretching you out so nicely.  ,,Fuck yourself on my fingers`` He laughed at how desperate you were. You were so embarrassed but also so needy. Your hips started to move in an awkward way. It wasn't nearly as good as when he actually fingered you, but you knew if you tried hard enough you'd be able to cum. As he said, you rocked your hips on his fingers and soon started to feel the pleasure. When a moan escaped your lips, he removed his fingers from you. You wanted to scream. Wilbur's hands untied you, and Sap helped your tired body stand up.

,,You're really not going to let her cum?`` Sap asked as all three of you walked to your room. ,,No`` Wilbur said as he opened the door for you. They watched as you entered the room.  ,,You know she can do it herself, right?`` Sap said with a mocking voice.  ,,You're not allowed to touch yourself, do you understand? Wilbur said.

,,Yes sir`` You said after you got onto your mattress.

[collapsedatlantis]

Your ex dream sees the post with you and your new boyfriend and he decided to let you know who you actually belong too… 🙏

reminder | dreamwastaken

requests are now closed (until 4th of January:) )

warnings: smut, jealousness, Dream being possessive

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Clay was angrily staring at the instagram picture. He was hoping that if he stared long enough, the man next to you would disappear. The way his hand was around your waist made him angry. That should've been him. He knew you weren't happy with him. How could you be? He was supposed to be the one holding you. 

Clay was so hurt and angry when he found out you had a new boyfriend. He found out randomly and not through you. He was just scrolling instagram when he noticed a post of one of your friends. There was this man, kissing your cheek. You looked happy. Ever since then, Clay stalked yours and his profile. Pretty soon he noticed that you never posted him, which was strange, because you always posted Clay. Your new boyfriend had his full page of you. With each picture he noticed the way your smile disappeared and if there was a picture with you smiling, it was a forced smile. 

Clay has been thinking about you for the whole day, unable to stop. He placed down his phone with your picture on it and picked up his car keys. He knew you'd be alone today. Probably working on your school work. You were so good. He had to force the thought of your body out of his mind. At least for now. 



You were just finishing up your work when you heard a loud knock on your door. With furrowed brows, you looked at the clock. It was 11pm and you weren't expecting anyone. Your heart was beating fast, because you were scared. A second loud knock made you stand up and slowly walk towards the door. 

,,Hello?`` You said as you placed your ear on the wooden door. 

,,It's me`` You heard a familiar voice, and you quickly opened the door. You opening the door revealed Clay. You hated the fact that your body was excited to see him. 

,,Cla-`` You began to talk, but his big body pushing you back to your apartment made you stop. He closed the door behind him. He looked around the apartment and scoffed when he noticed a man's jacket. His eyes were back on you, and you swallowed.

,,Tell me to leave, and I will`` He said after taking a small step closer to you. His hands grabbed your hips. You closed your eyes when you felt his lips on your neck. He sucked on the soft skin, purposely leaving purple marks on. You were whining under his touch, knowing you wanted him to stay. It was wrong and you knew it. But you also knew the real reason why your ex was with you, even though he was cheating every day. He was probably cheating on you right now. He was with you because of your connections. You didn't mind his behavior. You were sad and lonely after Clay and he was there ready to give you some of his attention. 

Clays lips left your neck, and you opened your eyes to look at him. It looked like he was thinking about something before you felt his hands on your hips, slowly leading you somewhere. Soon you realized he was leading you to the living room. He then made you gently get on the couch. Your eyes watched as he removed his hoodie. Your cheeks were burning and the feeling in between your thighs was driving you crazy. Thankfully, it didn't take him too long to get on top of you. You felt his hands slowly pull down your shorts. You were still looking into his eyes when you felt his fingers on your clit. You whined when you felt him move them. After a while, he moved them lower.

,,Already so wet for me?`` He said with a smirk. Your face grew even more red. You hated how needy you were for him. He wasn't here to tease you for too long. He wanted you to realize who you belong to. 

You felt his hand move for a while, before you felt his tip in between your folds. He was teasing your entrance for some time, before gently pushing himself in. You whined and closed your eyes. Your legs hugged his waist and he kissed your lips. The make out was sloppy, since you were so busy with whining. When his cock was deep inside you, he waited for some time, before he started thrusting his hips. He started out slow, so he could watch your pretty face. Once your back started to arch, and you gabbed his biceps, he sped up. It was hard to even moan now, due to his speed. His eyes were still glued to your face, enjoying the view. 

,,You're mine``He said to your ear, before gently biting it. Your mind was focused on his thick cock. You opened your eyes to look at him. You were so drunk on his cock. Both of you usually lasted longer with each other, but today was different. Your body missed him too much. You soon started to feel your toes curling up. Clays tempo started to be sloppy, and you focused on the feeling building up in your stomach. Clays lips found yours again and after that you felt your orgasm filling up your body. You cried out to his lips as everything went black. After a few seconds, Clay groaned as he finished inside of you. He felt your legs shake, so he slowly pulled out of you. You closed your legs, but he quickly opened them again, revealing your pussy filled with his cum. You were too tired to fight him, so you let him watch your body.

[collapsedatlantis]

ahhh you should def write something about Wilbur sharing his s/o with dream!!!!!

Idk if you’ve heard about that one football fic where it’s the Ferals vs. the SBI’s…… but bro imagine the ferals won right? And then reader goes to see wilbur in the locker room after everyone leaves and he’s fuming because they lost! And then blah blah blah… dream walks in idk. And then a couple seconds later readers giving dream head and Wilbur’s just railing the shit out of them. (Hard Dom Wilbur! And maybe soft Dom dream?!?)

Sorry brain rot time for Lilly;)

sharing you | simpbur, dreamwastaken

I love this🙇🏽‍♀️

requests are open! I write everything (smut, fluff, angst, you name it) and for anyone:), just let me know if you want it to have smut or not!

warnings: threesome, hard dom simpbur!, soft dom dream!, praising, breeding kink, daddy kink

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The whole week before the match, Wilbur acted super cocky. He basically knew they'd win, and he wasn't nearly as stressed as he always was. He and his other teammates even missed a lot of practice, which you weren't super upset about, since that basically meant more time with him.

As expected, the match was going great. The score was 2:0 and it didn't look like Ferals would score a goal any time soon. It was 6pm, the air was warm, and you were sitting in the vip section, sipping your warm coffee. Nothing was really happening, so you went on your phone to pass the time. A loud cheering brought your eyes back to the game, and you felt your stomach drop. It wasn't Wilbur's team who scored the goal. You put away your phone and continued in watching. That was the time when everything went downhill. It didn't take much longer and the match ended with SBI`s loosing.

Everyone in the vip section already left, but you were just sitting there, looking at the empty field. You forced yourself to get up and headed straight into the locker room. You passed some of Wilbur's teammates, but soon realized that you and him were the only people here. You walked into the room, and you saw Wilbur sitting on the beat up couch, with his head in his hands. The veins on his hands were visible, and you heard him taking deep breaths. You didn't really know what to say, so you just walked up to him, catching his attention. He looked at you and clenched his jaw, he didn't say anything to you, but he got up. You could feel his anger.

,,Wilbur, Im sor-`` You finally tried to say something, but his hand on your throat stopped you.

,,Don't talk`` He said angrily, while looking down at you. You swallowed and nodded. His grip tightened around your throat, and you closed your eyes.

,,Oh, wrong time?`` You heard a voice, so you quickly opened your eyes to look at that person. Clay was standing in the door, looking into your eyes. Your cheeks went red, and you quickly looked at Wilbur, who looked even angrier. You figured out, he was the last person he wanted to see.

,,What do you think?``Wilbur said, and you heard Clay chuckle.

,,Okay sorry, I just wanted to tell you that you played well. I will leave you guys now`` You looked at Clay again. He was tall as well and his hands were big, maybe you focused on them for too long, because Wilbur noticed it as well.

,,Actually, how about you help me with her?`` Wilbur said with a smirk, looking down at you. You turned to him with a questioning face. Wilbur never shared you with anyone, even thought you both agreed that you'd be down for it.

,,I mean if she wants?`` Clay said as he slowly walked towards you. He was standing behind you, and you almost felt your back on his chest.

,,Of course she wants it``Wilbur chuckled, and you felt him removing your jacket, your shirt followed after that. You felt Clays hands on your pants as he slowly lowered himself on his knees, helping you step out of them. He then placed a soft kiss on your lower stomach, getting up. Wilbur was standing more far away, removing his clothes.

,,Are you going to be a good girl and suck my cock?`` Clay asked you as he cupped your face. You weren't used to this. Wilbur was definitely more of a hard dom, using words such as whore or slut, however he never hurt you too much. You nodded, and then you let him kiss your lips. It was strange kissing someone else, but at the same time it wasn't, since Wilbur was in the same room. You felt your boyfriends hands on your hips, guiding you to the couch. You got on your fours, arching your back like Wilbur liked.

,,You know your safe word?`` Wilbur asked once he positioned himself behind you. His tip was teasing your entrance. Your body was already so needy for him. His other hand was caressing your thigh. You were focused on Clay, who was now standing in front of your face, stroking his cock.

,,Yes daddy``You said, while staring into his eyes, and then you felt Wilbur's cock push inside you. You whined and bit your lower lip. You couldn't do that for much longer, since Clays hand grabbed your chin and gently made you open your mouth. Very slowly, he inserted his hard cock in your mouth. You weren't able to take a lot in, since he was so big, but you made sure to compensate with your tongue teasing his tip.

When Wilbur was sure you were okay, he started fucking into you. He needed to let out his anger, and this was his favorite way of how to do that. His threw hit head back, moaning softly. Both of his hands were now holding you in place. His cock was filling you up so nicely.

Clay, on the other hand, had a slow, gentle tempo. He was thrusting his hips, since you were unable to move your head in a comfortable movement. His left hand was holding your hair and his right one was caressing the side of your temple, trying to make you relax a bit. He would be able to cum just from the view. Your eyes were either closed or rolling inside your head. Mascara was running down your cheeks, and saliva caused by his cock in your mouth was all over your lips.

,,You're doing such a good job`` Clay said, and you moaned, sending nice vibrations to his cock.

Wilbur's fingers were digging into your skin, definitely leaving marks. The fact that you were being used by one of his friends was almost enough for him to cum.

You felt Clays cock twitch in your mouth, and you barely had any time to take a deep breath, before he came inside your mouth, painting your throat with his warm cum. He squeezed your hair and whined. You licked his tip clean, and he gently pulled out of your mouth. His hand was now on your jaw, giving in a light massage to ease the pain.

You felt your orgasm coming and since your mouth wasn't busy anymore you were a whimpering mess. Wilbur knew your body so well, so he sped up his tempo, fucking you even harder. You felt your orgasm coming and without any more warnings it hit you. You moaned out loud for the last time.

Clay was watching as your muscles tensed up, and he absolutely adored your face expressions. He was supporting your upper body, so you wouldn't fall.

,,Such a good girl, you did so good``He told you, and you whined.

When your walls clenched around Wilbur's cock, he finished inside you with a growl. He thrusted a few more times, making sure you'd be filled with his cum. He then slowly pullout of you, getting down from the couch, putting on his clothes.

,,I will get some water, Clay, do you want some too?`` He said after he kissed the top of your head.

,,Yeah``Clay answered him and Wilbur left the room. You slowly sat down on the couch. Your muscles were hurting so much, you thought you'd pass out from exhaustion. Clay slowly helped you put your clothes back on. He then helped you stand up and both of you waited for Wilbur, who came back after like two minutes or so.

,,Do you wanna go home with us?`` He asked Clay, and you hoped he would say yes. He looked at you, and you gave him an innocent smile.

,,I might even let you cum inside her``Wilbur said with a smirk, and after that Clay definitely couldn't say no.