So Cute!

so cute!

Happy Birthday Bubs

IRL Sapnap x GN!Reader

A/N: Here’s a little Sapnap birthday fic for all the simps in chat. Enjoy!

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deja vu

summary: in which you look back on your relationship after it’s ended

pairing: dream x reader

a/n: idk why but this song immediately screamed dream to me lmao so here’s this! i’m doing a fic based on each of olivia rodrigo’s new songs with all the boys so if you have ideas, please send them in!! this is based off of deja vu

car rides to malibu, 

strawberry ice cream, one spoon for two

and trading jackets, laughing bout how small it looks on you

impromptu road trips were a favorite pastime for you and clay. he’d call you after this last shift for the week and excitedly ramble about some new tourist trap in a couple cities over and how you two had to go. never once did you tell him no, always more than willing to go on any adventure he planned.

driving way too fast down the back roads with the windows down was the best part of every trip. the latest pop album was blaring through the speakers as you yelled the lyrics, sometimes the right ones and sometimes the wrong. clay would look over at you with a big grin, his fangs peeking out from the sides and it made your heart swell.

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favorite virtue [sapnap]

pairing: sapnap x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: this is a part 2 to favorite crime!! but a happy ending bc i said so.

wc: 1.3k

anon asked: "SHAWTY IMMA NEED A PART 2 TO THAT SAPNAP CRIME FIC OR IMMA RIOT"

a/n: i dont do well with part 2s but i tried, this is for u @blanknamed

tw: swearing, mention of arrest, kinda angst to fluff

two hours.

that’s how long you were forced to sit in the holding cell before your parents came to get you. in all your years of living, you’d never seen them so disappointed in you. you couldn’t blame them though. you’d literally gotten yourself temporarily arrested.

and somehow, you still couldn’t bring yourself to tell your parents what really happened.

as much as you spited him for throwing you under the bus, you knew why he did what he did. it was the very reason you told him not to risk it in the first place.

sapnap wasn't stupid, but his grades didn’t excel either. he relied fully on his sports scholarship to get him out of high school and into college, and he had his father’s reputation to uphold. you had spent countless nights comforting him from the wrath of his father and his ridiculous expectations.

he could play the nonchalant, perfect son all he wanted. just not in front of you. you knew him like the back of your hand, and could tell how he felt with a simple glance. you were the only person allowed to see the vulnerable side of him.

at least, that’s what you used to believe.

you wondered if he truly manipulated you the entire long months you spent together. if every ‘i love you’ was really just ‘i love being free’. if every kiss was simply to push you further down the hole he had trapped you.

a part of you refused to believe he could do something so cruel. then again, that part would’ve believed he wouldn’t let you take the fall for his actions.

you laid on your bed, eyes gazing at the ceiling. naturally, you’d lost all electronic privileges, and your parents refused to speak a word to you. you were practically locked in your room. not that you wanted to leave - you were devastated. only one person could make you feel better, but you weren’t sure you wanted to hear his excuses.

it had been maybe an hour, you’d fallen asleep with tear-stained cheeks when a subtle banging woke you from your slumber. you squinted, eyes drifting towards the window, watching as another rock bounced off the clear surface. you shuffled over, glancing out on the lawn to see none other than sapnap stood with a sad smile. you shook your head, turning away.

another rock hit the window, and you sighed, exasperated. you looked at him once more, watching him mouth a small ‘please’ with pleading eyes. damn you for never being able to say no. you bit your lip, giving him a small nod and pushing open your window, and he was quick to rush to climb the nearby tree up to you.

you sat on your bed, waiting for him to climb up and situate himself next to you. subconsciously, you moved yourself away from him. if he noticed, he didn’t mention it. an awkward silence filled the room, and you fidgeted with your fingers as a subtle distraction.

you didn’t even notice he reached his hand over until he was gently pulling your fingers away from each other, halting your motions. he looked at you with an unreadable expression, but you could see the emotion swirling behind his irises. you breathed shakily, unable to pull your gaze away from his own. instead, you mumbled a single word. “why?”

sapnap swallowed, sitting back and looking out the window. “i panicked. it’s not an excuse, i know. but i was only thinking about myself in that moment. i regretted it instantly.” he faltered, and you gave him a knowing look; there was something he was itching to ask you.

“you can ask, whatever it is. we’re already talking, might as well.” you shrugged, dejected. he nodded, his gaze distant.

“why didn’t you rat me out?” he whispered, and you finally allowed yourself to turn to him fully, offering a sad smile.

“honestly, i wanted to.. but with your scholarship, and your dad.. i couldn’t do that to you. i couldn’t ruin your life like..” you drifted off, and sapnap frowned.

“like i ruined yours.” he finished, and you fell silent. “i really never deserved you, you know.” he added, and you frowned.

“what’s that supposed to mean?” you asked. your tone wasn’t hostile, and it wasn’t agreeing. it was simply curious.

“you brought out the best in me, y/n, whether you knew it or not. all those nights you comforted me, you distracted me, you helped me study.. you’re the reason i passed chemistry, by the way..” at that, you let out a small chuckle, “before i met you i didn’t care about anything but sports and trying to please my dad. you showed me i didn’t need to keep him happy, i needed to keep myself happy.”

at this point, you had tears running down your cheeks at his words. he reached over, gently swiping the pad of his thumb across your cheek and brushing away your falling tears. “what makes you think you didn’t deserve that?” you whispered, and he smiled sadly.

“look what i did to you, y/n.” he mumbled, eyes dancing across your tear-stained face. “your parents are always mad at you, i tanked your grades, i got you arrested for crying out loud. i never listened to you and you paid the price for my dumb ass.” his lip quivered, and you launched forward, throwing your arms around him. he instantly reacted, placing him around your own and burying his face into your shoulder.

you situated yourself in his lip, gently placing your lips on his forehead and whispering reassuring words in his ear. he cried into your shirt, soaking the fabric and you simply sat there and let him let loose his emotions. once he calmed, you pulled away and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

“sap, i may not have the grades, or the same relationship with my parents, but just like i showed you kindness, you showed me fun! never in my life have i felt the rush i feel when i’m with you. and yeah, maybe i’ll have to suffer for awhile but who cares. if i could do it over, i’d take the fall for you over and over again, because i love you.”

sapnap smiled the brightest you’d ever seen and surged forward, kissing you passionately. you squeaked in surprise, and the two of you pulled away laughing carelessly. he placed one more quick peck on your lips, before a determined expression replaced his lovestruck one. “i’m going to come clean to my dad, tell him it was my idea. i’ll tell you parents, too - hell, i’ll even tell the police.”

you blinked in surprise, shaking your head. “you don’t have to do that, sap!” you tried, but above all things, he was stubborn, and his mind was set.

“no. tomorrow, i’ll come back and tell your parents everything. maybe they’ll loosen up on your punishment. and i’ll drop by the station on the way. i’m going to make this right.” he stated, and you couldn’t help but wrap your arms around him in a warm embrace.

“i love you.” you whispered, and you felt him place a small kiss on your cheek, whispering back a small “i love you too.”

maybe he was bad for you. maybe he’d gotten you arrested, and maybe you would have to make new arrangements for college because of it. but deep down, you couldn’t find it in yourself to care. you’d always be there to balance him out.

because maybe you had it all wrong before. you weren’t his favorite crime, he was yours.

and if he was your favorite crime, you vowed to be his favorite virtue.

PUNZ AND HUFFLEPUFF READER?? ARIELLE I’LL LOSE MY MIND

i just realized i'm missing people for the hogwarts au so here's an updated and fixed list:

ravenclaw!george x ravenclaw!reader

curse breaker!wilbur x symbologist!reader

slytherin!punz x hufflepuff!reader

ravenclaw!eret x slytherin!reader

gryffindor!quackity x hufflepuff!reader

hufflepuff!karl x ravenclaw!reader

hufflepuff!foolish x gryffindor!reader

These are subject to shift and change in order except maybe the first three since I either have a draft or outline ready for them :)

well I just finished up a sapnap and dream x reader blurb last night and now it's a dream x reader request I'm working on

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oo exciting! i've had such bad sapnap brain rot recently (obviously, look how many sap fics i have on my blog LOL) let me know when u post so i can check them out!!

oh, tommy [wilbur soot]

pairing: wilbur soot x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: tommyinnit finds out a secret. tommyinnit cannot keep said secret.

wc: 1.5k

anon asked: "could you write just a fluffy piece for wilbur where everyone on the dream smp knows wilbur likes you, except you. one day someone slips up and casually tells you he’s in love with you with a fluffy confession from wilbur himself??"

a/n: happy mcc day! this is my first time writing wilbur so i'm sorry if its a bit out of context, i'll get better at his character after a few more works!

tw: none!

generally speaking, wilbur soot was a pretty private person. he tended to keep his thoughts and feelings to himself, and on occasion, to his closest friends. much to his misfortune, tommyinnit happened to be one of those friends.

tommy had just finished setting up his stream, ready to go live for his thousands of viewers. he was doing a chill stream, and seeing as though phil and wilbur were already hanging out in a vc, he figured he’d pop in and invite them.

he hit join, hearing them in the middle of a conversation, so he decided he would simply wait for them to finish to make himself known.

“they’re just so great, phil. they’ve always been there for me, through so much. i really care for them.” he rambled, and tommy sat staring at his discord screen, mouth agape.

“i’m sure y/n feels the same way, mate. you should tell them.” phil replied, casually. tommy was practically bouncing in his seat, excitement flooding his being.

“you and y/n?” he screamed, and wilbur and phil instantly fell silent, taken aback by his presence. “oh, hello by the way!”

“tommy?” wilbur questioned, his heart plummeting. “tommy, please do not tell them.” he stated firmly, and tommy put his hands up in surrender, despite them not being able to see him.

“come on, wil! i’m great at keeping secrets. don’t even worry, big man!” he assured, though neither wilbur nor phil was fully convinced.

for good reason.

since then, tommy had likely told every person on the dream smp save for y/n. tubbo, ranboo, george, you name someone on the server, chances are they knew at the hands of tommy. it was truly a miracle he hadn’t accidentally leaked wilbur’s feelings for you on stream.

wilbur gave up trying to stop his antics long ago, considering most people on the smp would respect the fact he didn’t want you to find out, especially not from someone else.

at the end of the day, he knew tommy meant no harm and didn’t do anything intentionally, so he simply brushed it off with a small sigh and a shake of his head each time.

besides, even if he was teased about you, there wasn’t a chance in hell you’d actually pick up on the true underlying meaning. you’d simply brush it off as playful banter between two close friends, blissfully unaware of everything around you.

oh how he both loved and hated your obliviousness.

you, wilbur, tommy and tubbo had been planning a meet up for the longest time, and finally, you decided to do it. the day came quickly, and before you knew it, wilbur was parked outside your house with tommy and tubbo both in the car, waving frantically as you locked the door behind you and all but flew down the steps to the vehicle.

you first hugged the younger boys who'd met you halfway, glancing up as wilbur slowly made his way over. you smiled brightly, running the rest of the way and barrelling into his chest.

wilbur made a sort of grunt of surprise, before his beautiful laugh rang out in your ear, warming your heart. he wrapped his arms around you tightly, and you could easily say you’d never felt so safe.

“hi.” wilbur muttered, amusedly. you pulled away, shoving him slightly and pouting.

“you haven’t seen me in over a year and the first thing you do is make fun of me?” you pouted, crossing your arms over your chest and sticking out your bottom lip.

as they watched the interaction, the two younger boys snickered quietly. “they’re deffo flerting!” tubbo whispered, and tommy broke, doubling over in laughter. tubbo joined in, the two simply laughing loudly amongst themselves.

you and wilbur turned in surprise, wilbur’s eyes narrowing suspiciously. “tommy. tubbo.” he scolded, his usual soft voice coming out far more intimidating. you forced yourself to contain your laughter as the boys straightened up immediately, eyes wide in shock of being caught. “what are you laughing about?”

tubbo took a subtle step back, pushing tommy forward and laying the burden on him. this earned him a small glare, but tommy’s playful nature rebounded immediately and he was back to his chaotic jokes. “well, wilbur. we were talking about how you and your partner y/n were just in your own little world, flirting away and being grossly couple-y!”

tubbo gasped, wilbur tensed and tommy’s hand flew to his mouth. you were completely oblivious to these actions, however, as you were too busy laughing blissfully to notice. the boys all watched as you wiped a tear of laughter from your eye, finally coming back to earth. “that- that’s funny tommy! wil and i? please!”

wilbur frowned, and tommy and tubbo offered him pitying glances, to which you finally picked up on. “hey, why the long faces? what’s wrong?” you asked, eyes jumping between your friends anxiously. “did i say something?” you frowned, and wilbur sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“y/n, i think we should take a walk. i have something to tell you.” he muttered, and you nodded, dread flooding you as you passed your keys to the boys, telling them they were free to hang out inside as you followed wilbur to the old park down the road.

for the first time since you and wilbur had become friends, you found nothing to say to each other. the walk was silent, tense. he sat wordlessly on an empty park bench, and you followed. you could practically feel the unspoken words rattling around his head, his thoughtful expression doing nothing to calm your nerves. “wil?” you asked, quietly. this broke him from his stupor, offering you an apologetic smile.

you hadn’t realized you’d been fidgeting with your hands until wilbur’s large ones encased your own. “you can relax, you know. it’s just me.” he reminded gently, his voice alone was enough to convince you. taking a deep breath, you smiled and nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“i don’t think there’s any easy way to say this, and i really hope what i’m about to tell you doesn’t ruin our friendship.” he started, and you smiled, squeezing his hand in reassurance.

“nothing you could say to me would ruin our friendship, wil.” you promised, and he smiled, nodding his head slowly. you thought you heard him mumble something like ‘i hope so’ under his breath, but you weren’t sure if you imagined that or not.

“we’ve been friends for as long as i can remember, and we’ve been through so much together. i don’t know what i’d do without you, really. i’ve thought over how to bring this up so many times, and i was even working on a song about you, but i guess now is as good of a time as any. i’m in love with you, y/n, and i understand if you don’t feel the same, but i just wanted you to know.”

a heavy silence fell over the two of you, allowing his confession to sink in. wilbur was in love with you? you thought back to all the times you spent cuddled on his couch, watching stupid comedies you made fun of the entire time. you thought about the late night vcs and constant teasing. you thought about the way you smiled at the mere mention of his name.

the way you instantly felt safe in his arms.

a sudden rush of butterflies swarmed inside of you, heat creeping up your cheeks as you looked into the eyes of your best friend. his expression was neutral, though you could see the anxiety swirling through his mind.

finally catching up with your thoughts, a bright smile stretched across your face as you launched forward, tugging wilbur into a tight embrace, much like the one you’d given him earlier. you basked in the feeling of home that was his arms, and you pulled back to place a gentle kiss against his lips. he smiled into the kiss, breaking it gently.

leaning your forehead against his own, you giggled dreamily, his smile widening at the sound of your laugh. you stayed there, soaking in the moment for a few seconds longer before you pulled away, standing and tugging gently on his hand, motioning for him to stand. “we should probably get back to the boys, they’re impatient enough as is.” you muttered, and wilbur sighed, nodding.

he stood, readjusting your grip on his hand to interlace your fingers, the two of you walking back towards your house. “you’re probably right. let’s make sure they haven’t broken anything, yeah?”

you paused for a moment, frowning while you looked back up at wilbur, who gave you a confused look in return. “does this mean we owe tommy a thank you now?” you asked teasingly, and wilbur groaned playfully, running a hand through his hair once more.

you both laughed, hand in hand as you stepped up to your property, ready to have a fun-filled day with the younger boys you saw as brothers, and ready to be teased like hell from them for the entire time.