Hellooo!! I love your works and I just finished reading your rules to be sure. May I request period comfort hcs w alex? Idk if that makes you uncomfortable. In that case, just ignore my request. I hope you have a lovely morning/day/evening!! ^^
hi!! tysm!!! im so glad you like my stuff :D ; and its all good, no worries at all!! I understand needing the comfort as someone with a menstrual cycle :,) ; sorry to any non period having people, this may not be the fic for you but if youd like to read, go right ahead lol ; tysm for requesting, hope you enjoy!
QUACKITY ; period pain
summary ; quackity shenanigans with helping you while youre on your period
warnings ; blood, physical pain, usage of terms like vagina & pussy in quotes from both reader and alex, general period talk, they/them gn terms used for anyone who doesn't use she/her / doesn't identify with peak femininity
word count ; 341
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hes the fucking sweetest
brings you anything youre craving and / or need for comfort
he feels extra bad if you have something like endometriosis or anything, he knows how bad the regular cramps and blood are, but omg with something like that??
he'll spoon you all day if need be and just do everything he can to help
like he'll cancel any and all plans to stay home and comfort you
"are you okay?" he asks, hearing you grumble and groan while shifting your legs.
"my vagina is leaking blood, alex." you mumble, "im not okay"
deep inside, he likes the bitchiness you gain on your period due to hormones and discomfort
anything you need done around the house? hes got it
any errands you need to run? give him a list and he'll be back soon with your favorite food
hell also hit you with some "youre so strong" and "I know, I know, itll be over soon, just take a nap"
like okay boy get over here 😭
he even bought you a heating pad that you can keep at his place because you normally dont remember to bring your own from your place
he doesnt like snooping around your home so he feels more comfy w that as well
hes big on just being around you to try and bring you some comfort
he cant imagine that your pain and discomfort is like
shit if he needs to make you food, he very well will
bro hell hand craft sushi for you if thays what you want
"is your pussy not bleeding anymore?"
you glare at him from the bathroom door, "no. my pussy is still bleeding"
"sorry, sorry."
he likes to ragwbait you hust for shits and giggles
you like being able to yell at him but not in like a mean way, like it helps with the stress and he likes you getting bitchy w him
not in a kinky way but like 😭 its out of the ordinary yk, he likes you acting different
summary (they/them) tis the season to be in love! and ‘tis the season to have an excuse to kiss your mcyt lover, with the help of a poisonous garland.. (includes dream, george, sapnap, karl, quackity, bbh, c!technoblade, wilbur, punz, fundy, and eret)
warnings swearing, lots of kissing, maybe some suggestive themes? maybe
a/n merry very belated christmas, hannukah, kwanza and boxing day to those who celebrate! have a late fic for your winter fic needs, and have a happy new year my loves <3
hcs = headcanons btw,, this is my first try at this format so let me know if it’s alright!!
gif cred belongs to @anigifs18
dream
+ this man definitely put mistletoe somewhere in his gaming room the second it hit december
+ just for the excuse to kiss you all month
+ he doesn’t have all the time in the world despite the holiday season
+ so it was just a gesture to show some romance every time you visit his workspace
+ he also just likes the opportunity to give you that shit-eating grin every time you enter his office
“come in!” dream called out when he heard you knock at his door, making sure he was muted from the call with his friends.
“streaming?” you questioned quietly, peeking your head into the room. he turned his chair to you as he slung his headphones around his neck.
“nah,” he shook his head. “sap is, but i’m muted.” you smiled, opening the door further to slip in. “what’s up, babe?”
“brought some snacks,” you smiled, holding up a plate in one of your hands. “and water, ‘cause god knows you’re not drinking that.”
he chuckled with a grin. “thank you, babe. you’re very thoughtful.” you just hummed, placing the items onto his desk. “you know what that deserves?”
you arched an eyebrow at him as he leaned back in his gaming chair, a familiar mischievous smirk on his face. “what?” he pointed above him and you let out a laugh at the sight of the mistletoe just above his chair. “wow.” he just chuckled as you looked back down at him. “now i have to kiss you every time i come in here?”
“yep,” he hummed sweetly. “if you don’t, santa takes away one gift, you know.”
you let out another laugh. “is that so?” he nodded confidently, his leg bouncing his chair back and forth as he smirked at you. “you’re ridiculous, clay.”
“i know,” he chuckled as you finally leaned down to kiss your boyfriend. he hummed into it as you cupped his face in your hands. you nearly yelped when he pulled you onto his lap, deepening what was supposed to be an innocent kiss even further.
you two would have continued for as long as you liked had it not been for his friends beginning to scream for him, loud enough that it could be heard from the headphones around his neck. he groaned when you pulled away from him.
“i hate them.”
“go save those boys,” you snickered, lifting yourself from his lap.
he grumbled as he slipped his headphones back onto his ears, calling to you before you could close his door, “you better come see me again.”
george
+ it would have to be your doing
+ that man would be too embarrassed at just the THOUGHT of hanging it up
+ so you just strung it somewhere obvious, in a doorway somewhere
+ he notices it right away but he gets all nervous and blushy
+ you’ll have to nudge him to get him to actually kiss you
+ that poor boy is too embarrassed by the littlest things
george checked his phone briefly when he came to a stopping point in his editing, smiling when he saw you sent him a text not too long ago proclaiming you had made lunch. he happily shot you a text back saying he was making his way, standing from his chair and relishing in the moment he got to stretch his legs.
he heard your humming and smiled, heading straight for the kitchen. but when he reached the doorway, a bright green and red mistletoe stuck out from the white frame. he felt himself immediately turn red, seeing you were just inside the kitchen, cleaning up from making lunch.
“hey love,” you smiled. “hungry?”
“yeah, uh..,” he coughed. “did you.. put this here?” you looked up curiously, greeted with the sight of your red-faced boyfriend staring at the garland.
“oh, yeah,” you smiled. “i was finishing up decorating and found it.”
he nodded, eyes still glued to it. “well, then..” his eyes turned to where you smiled, resting your head in your hand. he looked at you like he was expecting you to know what his staying meant, and you did, but you wanted to hear him say it out loud.
“what is it?” you encouraged with a hum.
“well, i-it’s mistletoe,” your boyfriend spoke, gesturing to the plant. he let out an awkward laugh, “aren’t we gonna..?” he scoffed at your mischievous grin. “god, you just love to embarrass me!”
“i do,” you admitted. “do you want a kiss, george?”
“shut- don’t say it like that!” you laughed out again at his red face, walking over to him finally. “god, you’re going to be the death of me.”
“a pleasant way to die,” you smiled, taking his face into your hands. he rolled his eyes, though he was now smiling at you, too. you placed a sweet kiss to his lips that he quickly reciprocated, despite his former embarrassment.
“im keeping it up.”
“please don’t.”
sapnap
+ he’s such a little shit about it
+ for NO reason
+ he knows he can kiss you any time, any place
+ but the second there’s mistletoe around he gets a stupid smile
+ he’s all like “ohh y/n~~”
+ you’re like motherfucker just kiss me already
+ probably makes you kiss him first
+ for extra little shit points
“hmm, i wonder where this came from..”
“what’s that sap?” you hum, stepping away from the kitchen to see what he was muttering about. his wide, contagious grin brought a smile to your own face, though you knew nothing good could come from it.
“did you put this up, babe?” sapnap questioned, pointing at the mistletoe he had stationed himself under.
you crossed your arms, leaning in the kitchen doorway. “i didn’t, actually.” your boyfriend just hummed. “did you?”
“oh, no, i didn’t,” he shrugged, his tone a miserable attempt at innocence. “weird.”
“very,” you mused. you almost giggled aloud when your boyfriend looked over at you, eyes expectant and mischievous. “well, then you can take down the mystery mistletoe while i finish dinner.” you saw his expression drop for a moment when you barely turned toward the kitchen.
“what? no- you’re not even gonna kiss me?”
you giggled at your boyfriend’s pout, finally stepping forward and under the mistletoe. “you’re such a sap.”
“it’s in the name, babe,” he replied, his grin immediately returning as your hands slipped to his shoulders. you rolled your eyes before leaning up to give your boyfriend a sweet kiss that was too brief for his liking, chasing your lips for another when you tried to pull away. after a few giggly kisses, you finally managed to push sapnap away.
“you’ve had your wish,” you laughed. “i gotta finish dinner now.”
“alright, but the mistletoe’s staying!”0
karl
+ this cutie pie
+ loves the idea so much he considers investing in some mistletoe for your first christmas living together
+ too bad you beat him to it :))
+ walks in on you hanging it up and you’re like “!!get out!!”
+ he thinks you’re so adorable
“awww..,” karl cooed when he saw you standing on a step stool, attempting to paste the garland to the entrance of your shared bedroom.
your gaze snapped down to him and you lost your balance for a moment. “no- karl!” you huff with a pout, dropping your arms to your sides. “it was supposed to be a surprise!” the poorly taped mistletoe fell in an instant, tapping you on the head on its way down.
“aw, sweetie, it still is! i still love it,” karl grinned, walking over to wrap his arms around your waist. his head was at your stomach level, but your dramatic pout was still clear. “it definitely surprised me.”
“yeah, yeah,” you whined, lightly hitting his shoulder. “why’d you have to come in?”
he shrugged, “i was wondering where the step stool was..”
“you don’t need the step stool, you giant,” you complained, though you were smiling now. you hit his shoulder again and he let go of you, bending down to pick up the fallen décor. “whatever.. i wouldn’t have gotten it hung up anyway.”
“you tried,” he smiled, sticking the fake plant to your forehead. you grimaced, but it fell just as easily as it did from the ceiling. karl laughed and pressed a kiss to your pouted lips. “i’ll help you hang it up, love.”
“you better give me a proper kiss for my efforts first,” you demanded lightly, bopping your finger on his nose.
“happily,” karl muttered with a grin, leaning up to you a proper pre-mistletoe kiss.
quackity
+ y’all.
+ has anyone ever seen those funny sticks that have mistletoe on the end? that you’re supposed to hold over couples or whatever?
+ he has one.
+ he hangs it over the both of you at any point in the day
+ and he’s always like “oh wow! what are the chances mi amor!”
+ you always kiss him but ohmygosh, he’s a dork
“oh, mi amor..!”
you didn’t have to look up to know quackity was holding that ridiculous stick over your head again. you just sighed, keeping your gaze trained on the essay you were typing rather than your lover’s shit-eating grin in the reflection of you computer. “i hope you know that the more you do this, the less romantic it becomes.”
the shift in reflection only told you that his grin had turned into a pout. “don’t say that! mistletoe is magical, babe, the romance never dies!”
you couldn’t help but smile at quackity’s dramatics. “you’re a desperate man, aren’t you?”
“desperate for your love,” he admitted shamelessly, leaning against the side of your desk with a cheesy grin. you just shook your head distractedly as you continued typing, trying your best to resume your previous frame of thought.
“you’re not gonna go away until you get a kiss, are you?” you hummed as you typed.
“nope,” your boyfriend affirmed. you sighed to yourself, thinking, ‘better make it count.’
when you finished the sentence you were typing, you quickly stood and turned to your boyfriend, tugging him by the shirt. he yelped quietly, but was quickly silenced by his lips meeting yours in a kiss that was far more ferocious than he had anticipated.
your lips were hot and quick moving against his, and he dropped the stupid stick of mistletoe to catch up with your sudden passion. by the end of the kiss, quackity had you trapped against your desk with your hands still gripping his t-shirt tightly.
“woah,” your boyfriend breathed, eyes blown wide with surprise. you could feel his breathing was slightly labored, tickling your cheeks as you just smiled at him. “and you said the romance was fading!”
badboyhalo
+ he doesn’t plan it, but BOY has he dreamt about it
+ nothing can convince me that bad isn’t a hopeless romantic
+ he’s definitely thought of that sweet, magical mistletoe kiss that you tell your kids about when the holidays come around
+ but he’s a shy boy when it comes to romance, so most of his fantasies stay fantasies
+ you guys do get your mistletoe kiss!! it’s just a lot less perfect than either of you imagined
+ but in a way, doesn’t that make it even more magical?
“stop laughing!”
“i’m not laughing!” you assured to bad, though a giggle laced your words. you held your hand out to him as he planted his skates back on the ice. “you’re learning! i’m not laughing at you.”
once he was uprighted, bad huffed out a cloud of cold air in your direction. you yelped, giggling again when he pressed a kiss to your cold nose.
“let’s take a break,” he grumbled, tugging your hand toward the exit of the ice. “i want hot chocolate.”
“okay, okay,” you giggled, gripping onto your boyfriend’s strong forearm. he smiled as you gently guided the two of you over. “you’re not awful for a beginner, bad.”
he grumbled again, “yeah, yeah..” he couldn’t help but smile when you rested your head against his arm, but he continued to grieve, “keep rubbing in my face how you’ve skated since you were a kid, yeah, that feels great.” he just laughed out when you lifted your head and whacked your gloved hand against his arm.
you helped him slow to a stop as you approached the exit. “you got it?” you hummed when he grasped the railing next to the exit, helping stop his motion before he attempted to step off.
“yes,” he assured. “but thank you, muffin.” you smiled at the endearing nickname as you used the railing to slow yourself to a stop.
“oh, bad, look!” you suddenly exclaimed, drawing his attention away from the shaking of his skates. you pointed to the entranceway/exit, which had a small bough of mistletoe dangling from it. “mistletoe.”
he could admit his heart warmed at the sight, his boyish fantasies of the perfect mistletoe kiss with you flooding his mind at once. “aww,” he smiled. he stabilized himself before lifting one hand from the railing, albeit a little shaky and awkwardly. “shall we?”
you giggled at your adorable boyfriend. you took his hand, using it to skate you closer to him. “we shall.” he smiled sweetly at you again before pulling you in a gentle, long kiss that made you forget about the cold that surrounded you. bad took his other hand off of the railing to place on your arm, and that’s when it went wrong.
bad immediately lost his balance, slipping backward and taking you down with him. you landed on top of him with a yelp and bad cringed at his own clumsiness. but just when he was going to apologize out of sheer embarrassment, you started to giggle. not at him; he could tell from the genuine sound that you were giggling at the situation rather than the culprit.
his face, already warm from embarrassment, grew even hotter when you only spoke, “god, i love you, bad.”
c!technoblade
+ this man could not give less of a fuck
+ you probably point out some mistletoe and he’s like. okay
+ sometimes on the inside he’ll be a little blushy about it
+ the idea of having a perfect moment to kiss you is so incredibly tempting, like the perfect opportunity to FINALLY make a move
+ so after finally happening across some, he might just take the chance to kiss you
+ maybe. it’d take a lot of sudden confidence from him
“aw, look,” you hummed. technoblade’s gaze turned to you as you both continued your trek through the snow. “two zombies under some mistletoe.” you were pointing to the entrance of a cave, where two zombies were glaring out at your figures.
“romantic,” technoblade muttered, looking to the long vine of poisonous garland that encased the entrance to the cave. “god, that shit’s everywhere..”
you nodded in agreement, looking back to the path ahead of you toward technoblade’s house. “well, it’s winter in the tundra. that just means more snow and a whole lot of mistletoe.”
“alright, dr. seuss,” he snickered. you just shook your head at him.
“rhyming or not, im right,” you smiled, looking up at another entanglement of the garland in one of the tall trees. he took a moment to admire the way the snow reflected off the overcast skies, giving you a glow that was all too familiar to him. yet it still made his chest grow warm. “have you ever had a mistletoe kiss, tech?”
he raised his eyebrow at the question, but you were still looking into the trees. “no.. but i did slap wilbur under some once.”
you immediately laughed out, turning to him with a grin. “no way.”
“listen, he puckered up and i was not about to kiss him,” he explained, holding his hands up in mock surrender. you just laughed again. he smiled at you before looking ahead, seeing his house was just around the corner of some trees now. “why do you ask?”
you shrugged. “you’ve lived in the tundra long enough; i figured you’d have a fun story.” you turned the corner to his house. “and you did.”
“i always pull through,” he shrugged in response, making you chuckle as you both stepped onto his porch. he moved to get the door for you, but he stopped when you looked around and your gaze caught on something above the two of you.
a patch of mistletoe had made its way to his porch, snaking in from a nearby tree. his heart nearly stopped, the voices that had been whispering about mistletoe now starting to yell at him as his gaze flickered between you and the vine.
‘kiss her.’ ‘KISS HER.’ ‘gods, please kiss her!’
then you turned to him with a gentle smile and a tilt of your head. “you gonna slap me?” god, he prayed he wasn’t imagining the newfound flush that creeped up your neck.
though he smirked amusedly, he spoke softer than he had intended, “no. i wouldn’t do that to you.” you just continued to look into his eyes, your smile growing at his words. the voices continued to swirl encouragements before he finally leaned toward you, taking your cheek into his hand and leaning down to press his cold lips to yours.
his heart hammered for a moment before you began to kiss him back, placing one of your gloved hands on his chest. it was a short kiss, way shorter than he would have liked, but it was enough to silence the voices to a hush when he pulled away as he awaited you to speak. but you just smiled sheepishly at him.
technoblade smirked with satisfaction as his hand fell from your cheek. he finally opened the door for you, muttering, “way better than that time with wilbur.”
wilbur
+ there’s two ways this starts
+ either 1. he sets the mistletoe up himself and plans the perfect moment
+ or 2. you two happen across some and he still becomes the most smug romantic motherfucker u know
+ either way he’s gonna be smug and proud of himself
+ he just loves you a lot and mistletoe is a PERFECT excuse to make a lasting memory for the both of you
“let’s grab some hot chocolate,” wilbur suggested when you shivered against him again. despite being completely bundled up, nothing truly protected you from the bitter cold of england’s winter.
“yes, please,” you immediately agreed, and wilbur snickered at your eagerness. he pressed a quick kiss to your nose before guiding you toward a small café.
there was a line when you entered, but the air was so warm in contrast to the snowy streets that neither of you minded. you cuddled into your boyfriend’s side as he hummed along to some holiday song that softly played in the shop.
his gaze wandered around the small building, stopping when he saw some mistletoe. it was just a pace or two away, further up in the line. the cogs in his brain immediately began to turn, devising the perfect way to kiss you as the line moved another step.
“what are you thinking about, wil?” you hummed contentedly, seeing your boyfriend spacing out. wilbur just looked down at you with a grin. the line moved another step forward.
“nothing, love,” he smiled, guiding you to step forward with him. “but..” you looked up at him expectantly. “i do believe you owe me something.”
you thought for a moment. “is it my turn to buy?”
“no,” he chuckled. he took your chin into his hand and tilted your head up to catch sight of the mistletoe hung above you amongst other decorations. you just shook your head at him with a chuckle.
“that’s an easy price to pay,” you ceded. you were going to lean up for a simple peck when wilbur’s hand snaked around to rest on your back, quickly maneuvering your body around to dip you dramatically. you could feel his grin as he pressed a long, deep kiss to your lips. you lost yourself in the passion for just a moment before remembering where the two of you were.
you smacked his chest when he finally pulled away, uprighting the two of you again. “wilbur soot, we are in public!” you hissed quietly, looking around to see some of the other patrons of the café smiling and shaking their heads at your pair.
“my love for you is not confined by societal standards,” he proclaimed, placing a hand on his heart as he grinned at your flushing features. his heart was racing in his chest still, but your embarrassed, lovesick look was worth the anxiety. you pressed your hands to your hot cheeks.
“you are suddenly my least favorite poet-!”
punz
+ definitely didn’t plan it
+ let’s face it, he probably didn’t even think about it
+ but when the opportunity is presented, who is he to pass it up??
+ definitely gets smug and teases you
+ also like sapnap, probably waits for you to kiss him first
“very funny,” you teased after your boyfriend threw some off handed comment your way. he snickered, opening the door to the diner for you anyway.
you leaned against him after he stepped in, waiting for the hostess to have a free moment to get you a table. he mumbled another tease to you and you just shook your head, whacking his arm lazily. he just chuckled, leaning over to press a kiss in your hair as his arm wrapped around your shoulders and tugged you closer to him.
as you smiled, you heard some giggles sound nearby. when you looked over to see a small group of teenage girls sat, looking over at you and punz and whispering. at first, you assumed they were fans, until you noted their gazes flickered above the two of you.
you looked up, gaining punz’s attention when you lifted your head from his shoulder. he looked with you and let out a short laugh at the sight of a hefty bunch of mistletoe perched above the two of you.
“so, you gonna kiss me?” punz hummed, turning his gaze back to you as you were still staring at the plant.
“no, you’re gonna kiss me,” you shrugged surely.
“i am?” he responded, smirking down at you. despite his continued teasing, his eyes were now flickering from your gaze to your lips.
“yeah,” you smiled. “because you’re taller and closer to the mistletoe. so you gotta kiss me first.”
“oh, is that how it works?” your boyfriend teased, his voice a low rumble. you hummed to confirm and he let out one last snicker before pressing his lips to yours. you placed a hand on his cheek to relish in the sweet moment before pulling away, mainly for the sake of the patrons of the restaurant.
you tucked your head back into your boyfriend’s side contentedly, listening to the teenage girls swoon and coo at the both of you.
fundy
+ he would be such a shy boy around his s/o i love him
+ it would be another situation where you two were out and about and stumbled across some mistletoe
+ he would notice it but wouldn’t point it out right away
+ i assume he’s very shy about pda so he’s DEFINITELY not gonna initiate
+ definitely already blushing
+ you’ll have to notice it for him to finally kiss you
fundy was usually a very active listener; he’d make small noises and comments as you told stories, which you often tended to ramble on as you two shopped. but now, as you wandered about the toy aisle, chattering on about what to get your nephew, your lover was silent.
“you’re unusually quiet,” you commented after another few minutes of fundy’s silence. you looked over to see his face was red, but not the kind of red that came from the cold. instead, the red creeped up from his neck to lick at his cheeks. “you alright, love?”
“y-yeah!” he assured, rubbing a sheepish hand to the back of his neck. “yeah.”
“you sure?” you prodded, placing your hand on his elbow. he gave you a sweet smile, though he was still tense under your gaze and touch.
“im alright,” he nodded. fundy held your gaze for another moment before moving again, busying himself by looking at some legos behind you. you pursed your lips in thought for a moment, looking around to see what could have flustered your boyfriend. you connected the dots immediately when you spotted the mistletoe just overhead.
you smiled to yourself, glancing around briefly to make sure no one else was around to save your boyfriend from further embarrassment.
“hey, floris, can i get your opinion on this?” you hummed as innocently as you could. your puppy of a boyfriend immediately trotted over.
“what is it, love?”
“just this,” you hummed, taking his cheek into your hand and pressing a short kiss to his lips. the blush immediately returned to his face as you smiled at him. “don’t like mistletoe?”
it took him a second to process, stuttering, “n-no, i do! i definitely do, just..” he absentmindedly took your hand in his, lacing your fingers together clumsily. he shrugged, avoiding your gaze for a moment. “didn’t know if you did.”
“i do,” you assured, squeezing his hand. he finally broke into an eased smile. “let’s keep looking.” you tugged his hand to pull him to the next aisle, but fundy didn’t budge. when you turned back to him, you didn’t get a chance to question him before his other hand snuck onto your cheek and he pressed a harder, more confident kiss to your lips that you happily reciprocated.
when he pulled away, you gave him a knowing look. he began to splutter again, rambling out, “i-i thought you deserved a proper mistletoe kiss!”
“you’re adorable, my love.”
eret
+ she’s been awaiting all YEAR for this moment
+ they just love the idea of a romantic, show-stopping mistletoe kiss
+ definitely put the mistletoe up themself
+ probably also made you two a romantic date night, complete with a reservation to a nice restaurant and an ice skating date
+ he wants everything to be perfect, but because he’s so confident in the fact that you’ll make anything perfect, it literally becomes the most romantic evening ever
“we’re never going ice skating again,” you giggled, clinging to your lover’s arm as you walked back to your apartment.
“what!” she exclaimed as you continued to giggle. “why not, love? i thought it was fun!”
“it was,” you assured. “but you’re too good at it; it made me feel worse when i fell the seven times i did.”
eret hummed, “oh, love..” they removed their arm from your grasp to wrap it around your shoulders. “your falling was adorable.”
“falling? adorable?” you sounded incredulously, and he laughed after hearing the words repeated back to him. “you’re insane.”
he shook his head, retracting his arm to retrieve his keys from his pocket as you approached your doorstep. “maybe i just think you’re adorable.”
you shook your head at her. “you’re insane.” as she unlocked the door with another chuckle, you shifted your gaze around amusedly. your curious eyes stopped when they found something of interest above you. “oh, hey..” she turned to you curiously and you pointed. “mistletoe.”
they turned their gaze above and smiled at the small plant. “so it is.” they tucked the key back into their pocket and turned to you. they raised their eyebrows, tilting their head teasingly. “guess you gotta kiss me.”
“i guess i do,” you hummed, mimicking their teasing actions. he chuckled at you, sliding one hand into your hair as you placed a hand on his chest, meeting in a perfectly warm kiss that contrasted the cold californian air.
after that passionate moment, you pulled away to grin at your lover. she chuckled, pressing her fingers to her lips to relish the moment before opening the door to the apartment. “totally worth nearly falling off the ladder earlier.”
Most fans are really nice and supportive, but a few people get mad because you "stole him from them" Toxic Dream stans can be scary, but overall everything is fine!
George
"OMG THEY'RE SO PRETTY!" Everyone is so supportive and kind, and you even feel comfortable enough to come on stream occasionally.
Sapnap
Most fans don't really care. They're happy for him obviously, but he made it so obvious that you guys were dating. He talks about his "Best Friend Y/N" So often nobody was surprised and most assumed you guys were dating.
Wibur
Just like George's fans, everyone is so supportive of you too! Fans are so happy that Wilbur found someone that makes him happy.
Techno
"lol imagine simping" Everyones cool with it, but mainly make fun of Techno for getting a partner. Nobody is hateful, but nobody really congratulated you two.
dream ♡
▪ your voice
dream isn't that superficial, something as simple as your voice could give him a sense of comfort. he could listen to you talk for hours, just allowing you to go on rants about your favourite things. he thinks it's adorable whenever you start to excitedly talk about a new thing you found yourself obsessed with; not always paying attention to the words you say, more allowing the comfort of your voice overtake his mind and focusing on how pretty you sound.
▪your laugh
he loves to hear you laugh, especially when it's because of something he said or did that made you giggle. seeing someone he loves happy gives him comfort and a sense of familiarity, so he'll often go out of his way to make you laugh, resulting in you sharing many inside jokes.
▪when you speak your mind
he thinks that your bite-back is super admirable, and it makes him feel really proud whenever he hears you standing up for yourself or speaking out when something is unjust. this is also a trait you both share, so when together, you're a force to be reckoned with. he also likes it when you speak your mind to him, calling him out on any of his bullshit and keeping him grounded.
george ♡
▪ your kindness
your complete and utter selflessness and kindness never cease to make george smile, seeing you do simple acts of kindness in your everyday life keeps him humble in the mess that is your lives. your kind actions also push him to be more charitable, beginning to give more and taking less.
▪ your patience
george knows he can sometimes be a bit much, his sleeping habits especially, so he is always grateful for your patient nature, making him feel oh-so lucky to have you, and when your patience is put up to the test because of him, he feels really bad. luckily, he always makes up for it in one way or another.
▪your smile
even after a hard day george knows he can rely on you to keep up the mood, keeping morale high even when it feels impossible. seeing your smile after a long day is just what he needs and sometimes something so simple as looking at you makes him feel okay again. the smile is an added bonus, though.
sapnap ♡
▪ your persistence
when you have your mind set on something, you will not give up; sapnap loves that about you, and it even influences him to act the same, since meeting you, he started to be more persistent, whether it was something as simple as wanting a sandwich or wanting his merch to look a certain way, he was going to get what he wants. you reflect off of eachother in that wonderful way.
▪your clingyness
sapnap thinks it's adorable when you're clingy, and yeah, sometimes it's a little inconvenient when you walk into his room while he's streaming and asks to sit on his lap, but it's never annoying. He's a cuddly guy, and you're cuddly too! so when you get a little clingy, he's more than willing to spend extra time with you.
▪your thighs
you can take this in a sexual or non-sexual way, but sapnap seems like the kinda guy to just love your thighs, laying his head on them, kissing them, just all the things.
Helloooo :) could you pretty please write some preferences for Ranboo, Tommyinnit, and Quackity (and anyone else if you want to add anyone!) with a S/O who gets talked over and interrupted a lot so they just dont talk in social situations even if they have a bunch to say?
If you need more specifics: like how they would get them to talk more, what they would do if they got interrupted, how they would cheer their s/o up if they were sad about it, etc.
Hopefully that makes sense. You're writing is genuinely so good!! <3 i always coem back and re-read it a bunch! Thank you :3
oooo okay I can try! I have a little experience w this so hopefully this isn't hard for me lmao ; and tysm for adding specifics, it truly does help me esp when I'm going through writers block like this haha, plus initially reading this, I had no idea how I was gonna do this lmfao ; and thank you so much!! it makes me so happy to know people enjoy my content and even reread so often, literally made my day anon! ; thank you do much for requesting, hope you enjoy!!
MCYT ; social interruptions
includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo & quackity
warnings ; language
masterlist
TOMMYINNIT
Tommy purposefully leaves wiggle room for you in conversations
like he directly asks for your input or looks to you very obviously
he gets so pissed off when people cut you off, and will go to great lengths to get people to shut up and listen to you
on a few occasions, he has scolded some people for talking over you
it's actually his biggest pet peeve
if you need comfort, he's taking you somewhere private afterwards if not home and getting his hands on some comfort food
whether you go to a gas station or he cooks you some grilled cheese, he finds that you snacking your sorrows away usually helps
and he shows you funny tiktoks / videos he's found
like that one video on YouTube of a wooloo dancing yk
RANBOO
he often nudges you / taps you when he finds points where you should speak up
that look of "having so much to say but knowing you'll get shut down so fuck it" look you have always breaks his heart
like tommy, he gets pissed off when people interrupt you
but he comes with sarcasm at his side... and tame/r insults
either way, they wanna comfort you if you need it as well cause they understand how annoying that shit can be
they'll usually take you somewhere where you're more comfortable and help with some words of affirmation
if that doesn't help, shit, go get blankets and comfort snacks and throw the TV on to your favorite movie / show
ALEX QUACKITY
he's a solid mix of tommy and ranboo when it comes to this
super pissed off by it but comes in with sarcasm and insults to just get people to shut up
even if it's friends, he's out for blood sometimes man 😭
he's obviously more lighthearted w friends, but w anyone else, he's ready to fight someone fr
he often gives you reassuring looks when you should / want to talk and makes wiggle room in conversation for you
like directly asks "oh, y/n, you know something about this, right?" and "what do you think, y/n/n?"
such a sweetheart when it comes to comfort though
he's rambling about how pissed off he is and how he's gonna beat people up with his strong ass arms while wrapping you up in blankets 💀
will 100% comfort with physical affection
if you're not at home, he's trying to hold your hand and give you hugs and let you talk about it yk
The one with Tommy and a reader who gets shy/nervous abt romantic gestures was SO cute!!! Do you think you could write a Quackity version? Please and thank you <3
thank you!!!! ; and I can try but I promise it's not gonna be great lol ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy!!
QUACKITY ; shy lover
summary ; you get shy when it comes to romantic gestures
warnings ; language
word count ; 422
masterlist
everytime you get shy, he gets all giggly
like holy fuck
he's always giving you free merch or little gifts cause he knows you get all shy and shit
he orders mexican candies a lot and has you try them
and when you have different reactions or make faces of any kind, he'll stare at you with puppy dog eyes or some shit
"youre so cute when you look at me like that"
you're beet red and shit bro
he finds your shyness to romantic things so sweet and adorable
but he's never trying to take it too far in fear of overstimulating you or anything
he always asks if it's okay to hug you before he does, even if it's just a friendly type thing
the only time when he doesn't is when he's super excited / hyped up and jumping around and it just kinda happens
he always asks before he holds your hand no matter what
even if you keep telling him he doesn't have to ask, he dgaf
he's worried he's too much sometimes
when you jump in excitement or start stimming in any way??
he knows you're the happiest person on earth rn
he also doesn't really do surprises in fear it'll be too much for you to handle with your shyness / you won't know how to react and feel bad
the only "surprises" he really does are birthday gifts, special occasion gifts, and some holiday stuff but thats it
but at least yk that there's a surprise and it's not out of the blue
he's literally so fucking sweet to you
he does this little thing where he kisses your hands when he sees you even a little bit sad / miserable / lonely
and he just watches you get all flustered and unable to look at him
makes him giggle and smile so bad
you do some little romantic things for him too!!!!
one time on stream, you brought in tiger wearing a mini quackity hoodie that you got from etsy
and along with her, you brought him dinner because he'd been streaming for a while and needed to eat
"oh my gosh, my lovelies!!!"
he's caught up with tiger for a minute before he realizes you have food for him
you place some kisses on his head before retreating to privacy
though he calls you back in because "he needs things" (pretends to drop his fork / spoon / knife, needs napkins, needs some salt / pepper, etc)
it's literally just to look at you and show you off to the stream
includes ; tommyinnit, ranboo, badlinu, & quackity
warnings ; language
y/s/n = your ship name
masterlist
TOMMYINNIT
constantly donates / talks through tts when you're streaming alone
TommyInnit donated $10!
"Tommy, stop giving me money, just use TTS"
only uses tts when you tell him to each and every time, it's routine
if he's streaming when you compliment him, chat always points out his red face to both of you
"shut up chat! I'm not blushing. you guys suck"
after a while he gets invested in the shipping
"if I open wattpad and don't see three new y/s/n fics I'm gonna lose my shit, guys"
"Tommy, Tommy, check ao3"
"I found one and it actually looks good!"
reading fanfics on stream (with permission of course and being light on the jokes and whatnot)
you and Tommy make your own fanfic too
he gets your friends to read it on their streams too 💀💀💀
literally every bit he writes is something he wants to do with you
such a hopeless romantic
RANBOO
always doing you favors
never saying no to you
"yes sir/maam!"
always donos on your streams while speed running or playing horror games to tell you good luck
it rlly isn't a stream wo one of their donos istg
chat always asking where he is during one of said streams
editors go CRAZY with the misfits vlogs & tom simons vlogs with you two in them
the chemistry???
you react to / watch each sorry boys episode on stream when they come out
editors go crazy with your compliments to ranboo
they do too 😭😭
giggling and kicking their feet cause they're so funny to you
he's literally head over heels bruh
gives u free merch and stuff
FREDDIE BADLINU
he's usually nice/full of compliments but he's so extra with you
claims it's for the bit
lets you dye his hair
ylyl streams with him constantly LMAO
he wrote your name on his bi flag for some reason??? when you ask about it he just says "why not?" and you shrug it off
always helping you pick out clothes and shit when thrifting/shopping
always has to find a pair of sunglasses for you I swear
constantly asks his viewers to edit you guys
it's become a part of your relationship where he clearly has a crush on you but you can't tell if it's for the bit or if he's serious so you never say anything
the tom simons vlogs w you guys go hard
especially the ylyl irl with ran, tommy, charlie, james, and billzo
same with the ylyl american version w jack, tommy, james, harry, etc
editors and fanfic writers have field days with those
just straight up making out as "friends" for the bit????
even Tommy is confused and he's been supporting Freddie through the dumb shit he's been doing
supports the fanfics
he honestly reads them
if you catch him doing so he says he's just interested and he might read it on stream for funnies
QUACKITY
"accidently" sends you free merch nearly every drop
qsmp streams are never complete without you guys flirting or going on a date
basically old karlnapity but you guys on the qsmp
qsmp y/s/n streams go so hard, they're literally the best
cellbit, roier, and jaiden officiating your fake wedding
qsmp y/s/n edits and fanart went crazy
youre like "guys no fanfics or edits of y/s/n, only if hes comfortable with it, I don't want you guys to weird him out"
and hes begging people to make the fanfics, the fanart, the everything
daily tweets of "guys send me more y/s/n fanart" or "any good y/s/n fanfic recommendations??"
cellbit always replies to those tweets with some long ass dictionary ass response to fuck with you two
fitmc of all people makes you guys a little tumblr oneshot.
