Rainy Cuddles~ Quackity

Rainy cuddles~ Quackity

Pairing: Quackity x gn!reader

Type: fluff

Cw: use of God’s name (not sure if it needs to be here, but just in case ofc), just Quackity being a simp

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dom gogy w a degrading kink

thats all

my god he soooo gets off by calling you filthy names, calling you a pathetic whore while he takes you from behind ugh

Study Break : quackity

pairing: quackity x gn!reader

note: this is part of @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc 600 event!

genre: fluff

warnings: cursing

prompt: “baby, i have stuff to do.” “and i have you in my arms.”

you were tired, every part of your body feeling like it weighed a hundred times more. your usual bright (e/c) hues were surely bloodshot, dark purple bags decorating the soft skin underneath as you squint in annoyance at the computer screen in front of you, various papers and writing utensils sprawled out over the desk.

you sighed, running a hand through your messy locks as you peered down at the corner of your screen for the first time in hours.

‘2:58 a.m.’ it read. you didn’t realize how long you have actually been studying, starting up in the early hours of yesterday evening to now the early hours of the next morn.

you rested your face in your hands, tossing the pen that was in your hands to the side, and let your digits rub your forehead, giving your eyes some type of relief from the blue light the laptop was emitting.

it’s been rough for the past few days, both school and work piling up on top of each other as it slowly started to suffocate you. from the extra hours you put in over the week to the multiple tests and essays you’ve been stressing over, you finally began to feel your mind and body break down from pressure, leaving you in a jumbled mess of numbness and anxiety.

the sad part is that you still needed to keep going, forcing yourself to run on little sleep and cans of monster and coffee to get through the day. it was obviously not a smart move to pull, but there was no other way around the obstacles life was throwing your way.

you pulled back, a raspy exhale leaving your lungs for the third time in the past few minutes, and sniffled, the irritating cold you’ve seen to catch not helping your situation.

you licked your lips and glared at the words in front of you, mind racing to search for the correct answer of your chemistry exam. the questions in front of you blurred together, forcing the chemical equations and periodic elements to blend into almost a foreign language. you admit that chemistry was never really your strong suit, always finding yourself have trouble understanding and comprehending anything dealing with the subject.

“for fucks sake,” you cursed quietly, keeping your voice low to not accidentally alarm your boyfriend in the other room.

you knew alex had a long night as well, fretting over his new youtube video he’s been editing over the past few days that was now released to his audience only hours earlier. thankfully, due to the positive feedback and comments, alex was able to have a free night without worry.

you, however, were on the opposite end of the spectrum, brain physically aching from the amount of assignments weighing you down.

you let out a frustrated huff, too preoccupied with your test to notice your office door creep open, a very tired and concerned alex popping in. he’s been lying in bed for the past four hours, patiently waiting for you to finish your schooling and crawl up next to him. yet, he began to worry when the clock struck one and you were nowhere in sight.

as much as he wanted to check on you, he knew how similar your work habits were to his, so he decided to let it slide. it wasn’t until now that he decided you had enough trouble for one night.

“y/n? querida/o? you okay?” his voice spooked you, causing you to jump slightly and turn towards him. immediately, your racing heart swelled, seeing the sleepy male with fluffy hair approach you. you couldn’t stop the light smile tugging at your lips when you seen alex.

“yeah, love, i’m fine. just doing some homework and stuff.” you replied, turning away to meet your computer once more, desperately wanting this test to be done and over with.

you felt alex come up behind you, his arms snaking around your neck and shoulders from the back of your swivel chair, and pull you close, alex burying his face into the crook of your neck.

“you’re really still doing all that shit? baby, it’s already three in the morning. just finish it up tomorrow.” he muttered against your skin, feeling his lips brush against the dip of your clothed collarbone. you shivered slightly from the contact.

“i wish, love, but i’ve got to finish this. i still have so much stuff backed up and i can’t afford falling behind.” you explain, noticing the light kiss alex pressed against your shirt before holding you tighter.

“come on, mi querida/o, you’re gonna wear yourself out from going on like this.” he pulled away, the ghost of his limbs tingling against your flesh, only to be twirled away from the screen. your exhausted (e/c) eyes met chocolate ones, his hands finding home caging your own, the pad of his thumb stroking the back of your knuckles.

“come lay down with me. just for a little while.” he coaxed. “please.”

“alex, baby, i can’t leave my work unfinished. it won’t do it itself.”

despite your contradicting words, your body allowed alex to pull you up, watching him shut your laptop closed before pulling you out of your little office space, leading you to the bedroom next door, all while you drowsily spat excuses to get back to previous doings.

none of it seemed to phase alex though as he plopped down on his mattress, bringing you down with him. in an instant, he wrapped his arms around your upper back, trapping you against his chest with his legs tangling with your own, your messy strands tucked beneath his chin.

“baby, i have stuff to do.” you stated, attempting to pull your head out from under him, only to be yanked back down, one of alex’s hands burying itself into your hair, providing soft, little scratches for your scalp.

“and i have you in my arms.” he muttered, placing a lazy peck to the skin of your forehead. “you’re not going anywhere else tonight, querida/o. so, let’s go to sleep. you can finish everything up in the morning. i promise.”

you let out an exhausted huff, deciding that fighting with alex about a matter like this was pointless. so, you did as he pleaded, letting your prior tense form relax into his touch and snuggle deeper into his neck, your actions resulting with a content sigh from alex.

feeling one more kiss to your face, you finally let the warmth alex provided and the tiredness from the day’s events wash over you, lulling you slowly into a peaceful slumber with the man you loved holding you.

yeah, maybe you could finish everything in the morning.

hello everyone! here’s my little imagine for cr0w’s event! please check out their stuff, everything they write is amazing <3 anyway, i hope you enjoyed!!

Lowkey highkey in the mood for someone to just casually play with my pussy while we're watching tv or something. Trace the slit, push my legs apart so you have better access, let your fingers explore and feel around. Spread my wetness all over my lips, rub my clit, dip a finger or two inside. Maybe let me guide your hand to let you know what feels good. No need to rush anything, or make me come right away, just soft touches and exploring.

headcannon: when they raise their voice at you during an argument for the first time

requested: yes

note; i had to write this request because you guys are strangely addicted to stuff like this

genre: angst to fluff

included: dream, george, sapnap, quackity and karl.

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I wanna be absolutely ruined by having toys just barely bigger than I think I can fit shoved into my ass and my cunt, a cute gag keeping me quiet, cuffed down to the bed with a spreader bar between my legs so I can't escape from the seemingly never-ending teasing of a vibrator on low strapped to my dick for hours on end.

Bonus points if whenever I seem like my cunt or ass is getting loose, the current toy is replaced with one just a little bit bigger until I'm stuffed with the biggest toys we have.