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current thoughts: c!techno in sunsprite’s eulogy by sad-ist.

favorite crime [sapnap]

pairing: sapnap x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: favorite crime by olivia rodrigo

wc: 1.6k

anon asked: pls can you write something w sapnap that follows favorite crime by olivia rodrigo it’s all i can thank about

a/n: you ask, i deliver. i literally speedran this because i loved the idea so much LOL

tw: swearing, mention of police, shoplifting

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they say love makes you do crazy things.

they were right.

he was the son of the principal, a star athlete with a full-ride sports scholarship to his dream school. you were the quiet, innocent girl who loved to indulge in her studies, never having willingly missed a single class with straight a’s all around.

one stupid english project later, you were acquainted with the popular jock, and due to the extensive research and time that went into said project, you knew a little bit more about each other than you would’ve liked to admit.

“you’ve never skipped a class before?” he asked, astounded. “not once? in your whole life??” you shrugged, shaking your head sheepishly. he made it sound like it was so normal to break the rules.

“isn’t your dad the principal? i’m sure he’d be so proud to see you encouraging ditching classes.” you defended, and you noted how sapnap’s expression hardened at the mention of his father.

“yeah. like he’s never done any wrong in his life.” he huffed, leaning back in his chair. “he’s always so strict, sap do this. sap do that. sap, don’t be an idiot.” he rambled, annoyance flooding his tone.

“i didn’t realize he was so hard on you.” you mumbled, apologetically. sapnap paused then, looking at you thoughtfully before offering a small smile.

“don’t worry about it. i just wish i could do something without having his eyes on me all the time. he’s the principal, so everyone and their parents know him, and me. i just want to break some rules sometimes, you know? i’m not perfect.” he sighed, and you paused, thinking wistfully.

“there’s no one watching us here.” you smiled sympathetically, and he froze at your words, sending you a questioning look. “well, my parents aren’t home. it’s just us.” you explained, and it was as though a switch had been flipped in his mind, perking up instantly.

“let’s go then!” he jumped up, grabbing your hand and pulling you with him. you squeaked in surprise, too stunned to stop him from pulling you towards the front door.

“where are we going?” you asked, dazed. he smiled mischievously, gesturing for you to put on your shoes.

“to break some rules.” he grinned, and a bad feeling settled in your chest. seeing how excited he was, you couldn’t bring yourself to tell him no. so you went.

oh how you wish you would’ve said no right then. it would’ve fixed everything.

in the beginning, he started with small things. going ten over the speed limit, knocking over a garbage can and leaving it, throwing his chewed gum out of the car window. harmless things, all of which you could handle.

but rebellion is like a drug. once you get a taste of it, you crave more, and more. his petty little crimes weren’t enough for him. he needed something bigger.

“are you insane, sapnap?” you questioned angrily, eyes wide as he finished explaining his next plan. he frowned, deflating at your sudden change in mood.

“what’s your problem?” he asked, defensively. you scoffed, completely taken aback.

“i’m not going to help you steal something, sapnap. that’s crazy! and very, very illegal, might i add!” you explained in a hushed whisper, unsure of when your parents would be home. the last thing they needed to hear was this.

ever since you’d started hanging out with sapnap more, your grades had been slipping. nights you used to spend studying were spent with him. one night, after you’d finished pranking sapnap’s best friend george, he kissed you in the rush of adrenaline. you’d dated ever since, and you had a terrible issue.

you couldn’t tell him no.

“are you too scared to do something a little reckless, y/n?” he challenged, and you stumbled on your words, thrown for a loop with the sudden challenge.

“this is more than a little reckless, sapnap! this could ruin everything for you - your scholarship, and what about your dad? he’s going to be furious.” you tried reasoning, and for a moment, it worked. he hesitated, taking your words into consideration. you almost had him.

but once sapnap committed to something, he was going to do it.

“i’m doing this, y/n. with or without you.” he grumbled, assembling his things and grabbing his keys. he began walking out the door, and you swallowed your nerves, following him and sliding into his passenger seat. he smiled at your compliance, placing a comforting hand on your thigh. “it’ll be fine.” he mumbled, and you nodded stiffly, eyes trained outside your window as he pulled out of your driveway.

head in your hands, you cried silently as the memory played like a never-ending loop, taunting you for your naivety.

“just be cool.” he mumbled, the overly-priced sunglasses he planned to take tucked under his jacket. you forced a smile, nodding along and faking a small giggle. he told you to fake a conversation, so you tried your best. you had a real bag filled with a few random trinkets you grabbed and paid for held tightly in your grip.

clearly something looked suspicious about the two of you, because as the theft alarm by the door sounded, an extremely intimidating security guard headed in your direction, motioning for the two of you to step away from the doors, and you obliged immediately.

“i’m gonna need to search you.” he grumbled, and you nodded politely, ignoring the racing of your heart against your rib cage. sapnap tried to play it cool, but you knew him well enough to see how stressed out he currently was. the man urged sapnap to stand with his arms out, almost as though doing an airport search. your eyes widened, but you waited, and waited. and he found nothing.

you smiled in relief, as the man turned to you. you handed him your shopping bag, along with your receipt. he shuffled through your things, glancing at the receipt before he pulled out the pair of glasses. your mouth fell into an ‘o’ shape, glancing at sapnap in panic.

“did you try to steal these glasses?” the guard asked you, neutrally. you shook your head, stumbling over your words.

“no! i have no idea how those got in there!” you tried, glancing at sapnap for assistance. he avoided your eyes, turning to the burly man in front of you.

“i tried to tell them not to steal, sir. i just wasn’t convincing enough, i’m so sorry.” sapnap said instead, and your jaw dropped to the floor. you stared at sapnap, and watched as his gaze was anywhere except you.

“sapnap, i know your dad, and i know you’re a good kid. i won’t mention you when the police come.” the guard nodded to him, and you watched as sapnap sighed in relief.

“thank you, sir.” he smiled, and you felt tears prick your eyes as the guard turned back to you.

“you, on the other hand, will have to come with me until the police arrive.” you dropped your gaze to the floor, nodding carelessly and following him without question. you felt like your heart was being tugged out of your chest.

he didn’t hesitate to throw you under the bus. not even for a second.

after sitting in what you guessed to be the store’s breakroom, an officer came to collect you. you once again obeyed easily, too distraught by your broken heart to even care about being taken into custody. the officer stopped by the doors, where your boyfriend stood, watching you with guilty eyes.

“young man, this is your partner, correct?” he asked sapnap, and he nodded, shakily. the officer then turned to you, arching a brow. “last chance, kid. did he help you steal these glasses, or was it just you?” at this, you paused. you watched as sapnap’s walls broke, genuine fear crossing his expression.

“just me, sir.” you breathed, tears slipping from your eyes. feelings of shame, heartbreak and resentment slid down your cheeks, and the police nodded, ready to take you away. “oh, and sapnap?” you mumbled, his expression perking up at you talking to him. “we’re done.” you breathed, and his expression fell. he couldn’t even argue, because in the next few seconds you were shoved into the back of a police car and driven off.

now you sat in your holding cell, going over everything that went wrong. you should’ve never let him take you out on that fateful day, never should have let him manipulate you into throwing away your life.

there were just so many signs that you blissfully ignored. being with him was freedom, it was a wild ride you never wanted to get off of. as much as you hated to admit it, you hadn’t ever had as much fun as you did when you were with him. he was your drug as much as rebellion was his.

because of it though, you were in jail. your straight a’s were gone. you had burned so many bridges with your parents, all because of a simple boy.

you were broken, the shell of the person you once were remained while he suffered nothing. he got his adrenaline run without consequence. he still had everything - his parents, his scholarship.

it was then that it occurred to you, that maybe you were just another adrenaline rush for him. slowly breaking off every tie you had that didn’t relate to him, leaving you with nothing. he knew it was wrong, but he lived for it. ruining your life was just another crime to him.

maybe you were just his favorite crime of all.

and you simply let it happen, because you loved him.

but did he ever love you?

congrats on the milestone! boosting :]

scare’s 600 follower event!!!

hi, let me just start off saying 600 followers? what? i say this every time and i’m so sorry, but it truly is insane and i’m so thankful for each and every one of you <3 i’ve made so many friends and met so many amazing, talented people and it’s nuts!!

i’ve never done one of these before, so i hope i’m doing it right! i think most of you know how this works, but if not then just send me the prompt you want to write about, who you’re writing it with, whether they’re in game or real life, and romantic or platonic. all minors should be written platonically please!

2-3 people prompt before it closes and this event will go on until the middle of june, i suppose. i haven’t really decided when to close it. there’s no due date though, so take all the time you need <3

when you are done, please tag me and add the tag #scare has 600?

FLUFF

1. “i think i’m dying! my heart is like... skipping?!” “oh please, you’re not dying. you’re in love!”

2. “you really are beautiful/handsome, you know that?”

@ttakinou with cc!fundy

3. “your hand looks a bit heavy, can i hold it for you?” “no.” “okay, rude.”

@oh-mcyt with cc!dream

4. “did you just use a pick-up line on me?” “is it working?”

5. “just take a bite and i’ll give you a kiss, yeah?” “but, i hate brussel sprouts.”

6. “wow, you are honestly the hottest person i know.” “i literally woke up 3 minutes ago.”

7. “holy shit, your hands are freezing!”

@jschllatt with cc!karl

8. “you suck ass at this game.” “thanks, love you, too.”

9. “my feet hurt.” “here, get on my back and i’ll carry you.”

@bozowrites with cc!wilbur

10. “i love you.”

ANGST

1. “i love you.” “tell me that when you’re sober.”

@uptothestarsxx with cc!schlatt

2. “lie to me.” “i love you.”

3. “please... please wake up. i need you.”

4. “why’d you leave?” “because you weren’t what i thought you’d be.”

5. “you go through that door, you never come back here again. do you understand me?”

@karlsjackbox with cc!karl

6. “has anything you said been the truth?”

7. “don’t drive me away. not when i need you the most.”

8. “i’m sorry i’m not her/him.” “me too.”

9. “it hurts.” “what does?” “knowing that you’re with them and not me.”

10. “i hate you.”

NEUTRAL

1. “you’re giving me a headache.” “that seems like a you problem.”

2. “did you make your sim call mine ugly?” “yeah, pretty accurate if you ask me.”

3. “you stole the last chocolate bar.” “all’s fair in candy or war.”

4. “you’ve been up for 39 hours, go to bed already.”

5. “does it hurt?” “yeah, i mean, you literally kicked me in the face, so yes, it hurts.”

@libbynotfound with c!dream

6. “i want a hug.” “and i want to take over the world with a fleet of goats, but looks like neither of us are getting what we want today.”

7. “you are a literal child.” “okay, just because i get a happy meal doesn’t mean i’m a child.”

@what-thehonk with cc!dream (platonic!)

8. “you’re very rude.” “i’m not rude. this is just how i show people i care.”

9. “you are special, alright? don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.” “i was just eating my cereal. what are you talking about?”

@writing-is-funny with cc!wilbur

10. “did you really wake me up at 3 in the morning for tacos?” “yes, now get up.”

@im-quite-a-mess with cc!ranboo (platonic!)

one again, thanks you all so fucking much. this is so much fun to do and i can’t express how thankful i am for you all. take care of yourselves <3

(apologies for the shitty prompts 😖 i tried make it some funny and cute but they just seem weird.)

tagging: (sorry for the tags) @esylwen @etherealexsistence @what-thehonk @inniterwasfound @jschllatt @uptothestarsxx @bozowrites @imacomfymess @a-simp-for-block-people @oh-mcyt @neo-nomatrix @sleepysoupi @ttakinou @myoirv @sugarsoftie @karlsjackbox @crvtlouv @quackitydackity @mitzimania @sleepyteddies @cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc @basilly @daywalkerdream @daisiesandfrogs @dysfunctionalcrab @disastrousdream @bowersmybeloved @inniterwasfound

ayo if this blog is known for anything it’s high school aus tbhhh

under the bleachers [sapnap]

pairing: sapnap x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: high school au!, jock!sapnap x unpopular!reader

wc: 2.6k

anon asked: "i am sapnap quenched, may I pls have some sapnap angst like maybe he gets jealous or there is a misunderstanding between you two causing an argument but it results in fluff"

a/n: i already had started this au, and anon gave me inspo to finish it! i hope this satisfies your sapnap needs :)

tw: couple of swears, angst to fluff!

in the movies, high school was all about the social hierarchy. the jocks and preps ruled the schools, while the nerds resided at the very bottom, with nothing to show but their shamed fashion and annoyingly high test grades.

when you got to high school, you imagined it would be different. it wasn’t, really. sure, it may not have been quite as eccentric as the movies foretold, but the gist of it remained. the athletes and cheerleaders held their heads high, though you guessed their status was more so earned from their bullying and threats rather than the sports they played. nerds were still disregarded, but they didn't all have horrible taste in clothes, if you did say so yourself.

brushing off your chosen outfit of the day, you sighed as you slid your books out of your bag, filing them nicely into your locker. you pulled out your book for your first class, sighing as the sounds of students scrambling about filled your ears. just another day at smp high.

“morning, y/n!” your friends wilbur and niki smiled as they approached, wilbur’s arm thrown lazily around niki’s shoulders. you arched a brow, but the two of them ignored your look, more than used to your antics.

“morning, guys.” you mumbled, finally shutting your locker and slipping off with the two of them, walking towards your first class.

“rough morning, y/n?” niki asked, frowning slightly. you shrugged, fighting off a yawn as the three of you stopped in front of the door. the two of them began the morning with music, while you started with chemistry.

“i’ll be fine once the coffee kicks in. don’t worry about me, have fun in class.” you smiled reassuringly, waving the two off as they entered the class, you continued down the hallway, avoiding teenagers running frantically to get to their homerooms on time.

you calmly reached your lab, entering and seating yourself in the same seat, in the far left of the class, middle row. also unlike the infamous “nerdy” stereotypes, you didn’t enjoy sitting front and center, and kept to yourself unless called upon. you quietly opened your book as instructed on the board in front of you, just as the bell for the period rang.

the lesson dragged on, you taking notes all the while. before you knew it, the bell rang once more, dismissing the class. you began to pile your things, when suddenly an arm came by and swept under your things, sending them all tumbling to the floor. you looked up, fighting the urge to roll your eyes.

“oops.. sorry about that.” sapnap snickered sarcastically. his friends behind him, dream and george, laughed loudly. you kept your expression stoic as you bent down to collect your things, scoffing at their childish actions.

the “dream team” as they insisted to be addressed, quickly got bored and left, probably to bully some freshman. they were your typical star athletes, with dream captaining and sapnap playing on the football team, and george captaining the soccer team. as most ‘jocks’ do, they had over inflated egos and you couldn't stand them.

as you gathered the materials off the floor, you noticed a small folded note. you looked around, but you realized you were the last student so you swept it into your pile and quickly made your way back to your locker to swap your books. you pulled out the note curiously, unfolding it.

‘y/n. meet me under the bleachers after class.’ you frowned, blinking down at the small crumpled paper in your hand. there was no signature, but you knew exactly who it wrote the message from the messy handwriting. sighing, you threw the note back into your locker, pulling out your next book, and pushing it out of your mind.

the rest of the day was uneventful, until the final bell rang and you quickly threw your books into your bag messily. niki and wilbur looked at you concerned, exchanging a small glance. they decided not to speak on it though, simply rearranging their own lockers for the night.

“i’m gonna walk home today, i think. it’s been a long day, and i could use the fresh air.” you spoke boredly, nervously gripping the straps on your backpack. your two best friends only nodded, and bid you a goodbye as they made their way to wilbur’s car. you huffed, closing your locker and heading in the other direction once they were out of sight.

you knew they weren’t stupid. they had to know something was up by now. you wanted to tell them everything; but he asked you not to. you wanted to tell wilbur and niki so badly about him, but the overwhelming need to please your boyfriend overpowered your own desire. for awhile, anyways. now you were starting to feel the drift in your friendship, and you were tired.

you arrived at the bleachers, seeing his broad frame anxiously awaiting your arrival. sapnap’s eyes beamed as he saw you approaching, opening his arms for a hug. you walked into his arms, but very half-heartedly reciprocated the hug. he pulled away, frowning.

“what’s wrong?” he asked, gently placing his hands on your shoulders, holding you in place as his eyes darted around your face in search of something wrong. you only shrugged his hands off, turning your back to him. sapnap knew something was very, very wrong by now. you usually basked in the short amount of time the two of you shared under the bleachers.

“y/n, you’re scaring me.” he whispered, and you sighed, crossing your arms and rubbing them comfortingly, reassuring yourself. you turned back around, now a decent distance set between you and your lover.

“i don’t know how much more of this i can take, sap.” you breathed, and his expression dropped immediately. he opened his mouth to speak, but you shook your head, silencing him. “this, us. it’s ruining me. you spend every waking minute of the day throwing things at me, breaking my stuff. then we come here for 10 short minutes every day to kiss, and then you leave again!”

“i’m trying to make this work-” he tried, but you once again, cut him off. you weren’t finished.

“no, you’re not! you won’t even let me tell my two closest friends - who, by the way, i’m losing because of you! soon i’ll be left with nothing! this isn’t a healthy relationship sapnap, and i’m sick of it!” you were shouting now, and you watched as his eyes darted nervously around, hoping no one heard you. you scoffed.

“you care so much about your reputation you’re more worried about someone hearing me, than you yourself hearing what i’m saying.” you stepped back then, desperately trying to fight the tears threatening to spill from your eyes. sapnap noticed, gulping harshly; he too was fighting tears.

“that’s not true, and you know it. i love you!” he choked, taking a step forward, and you shook your head softly, taking another step back.

“do you?” your voice cracked, and the two simple words broke both your hearts. you glanced at his face, only to force yourself to look away. you had never seen him so broken, and it was your fault. no. it was his fault, he did this to you both. without another word, you turned, leaving the heartbroken boy you loved so much, crying under the bleachers alone.

sapnap stood in pure shock as you left, a sickening feeling rising in his chest as the weight of your words hit him like a truck. you thought he didn’t love you. he sunk to the ground, silent sobs wracking his body. he didn’t once think about the fact football practice was starting, and that he was going to miss it. he didn’t care about that - he cared about you.

he wasn’t sure how long he sat under those bleachers, replaying every memory the two of you shared, trying to figure out where he went wrong. maybe it was the time someone almost caught the two of you making out under the seats, and he pushed you to the ground without a second thought, switching back to his typical bully persona. maybe it was the multiple times he promised he’d take you out for a real date, and never really did.

it wasn’t. he knew the real reason why you were upset.

the two of you laid in the grass under the bleachers, you simply resting your head on his shoulder as you talked about anything and everything. this was your first rendezvous in your newly declared ‘spot’, it was exciting and romantic all at once.

“hey, y/n?” sapnap called, and with a hum in response from you, continued. “can we, you know, keep this between us for now?” he asked, sheepishly. he’d just been personally accepted as dream’s right hand man, and was trying to perfect his image in this shitty school hierarchy. you never cared about it, but you knew he did. “it’s not because of you, it’s just-”

“of course, you don’t need to explain. i understand.” you smiled, and he relaxed, visibly. “just maybe not forever?” you added, hopefully. he smiled brightly, nodding quickly.

“i couldn’t keep you a secret forever, angel. in fact, i can’t wait to show you off to the whole school, and let them know you’re mine.” his words were like music to your ears, and you kissed him passionately, taking him completely off guard. the two of you pulled away laughing, simply enjoying each other's presence.

that was one of sapnap’s favourite memories of the two of you. ever since that day, tradition was to meet under the bleachers after school whenever possible. the visits became less and less frequent however, with dream demanding more practices and after-school hangouts. 4 months later, sapnap still hadn’t brought you up to anyone, and now as he pondered his relationship, realized he also neglected you.

determination flooded him, and he stood. he wasn’t going to let your relationship end like this, not without a fight. he quickly ran to the locker room, finding dream addressing some future tactics with punz. “dream!” sapnap called, and everyone’s attention flicked to him, some sending him worried glances.

“you missed practice.” dream’s voice cut through the silence, anger leaking from his tone. his eyes met sapnap’s, however, and softened immediately at the pain visible in his eyes. “okay guys, dismissed. get out of here.” dream announced, and the team whooped and hollered as they filed out of the locker room. soon, it was just the two boys standing in silence.

“you gonna tell me why you’ve been crying?” dream asked, a somewhat teasing tone attempting to mask the real concern he felt for the boy. sapnap was like a younger brother to him, he hated seeing him this way.

“i-have-a-significant-other.” sapnap rushed, and dream gave him a confused look. sapnap sighed, wringing his fingers nervously. “i, uh, sort of.. maybe have a significant other?” he muttered, and dream blinked, suddenly let out a loud laugh. sapnap flushed, embarrassed as dream began laughing uncontrollably, hunched over as wheezes slipped past his lips. tears welled up in sapnap’s eyes again, muttering a small “nevermind” as he turned to leave.

“no- no wait.” dream wheezed, desperately trying to collect himself. “sorry, sorry it's just - yeah. y/n. what about them?” he managed, breathing heavily after his intense fit of laughter. sapnap froze, turning back to dream.

“what did you just say?” sapnap asked, and dream chuckled, much more calm this time.

“y/n? the super smart kid you’ve been teasing nonstop for the entire year? yeah, george and i have known for a while. you’re not exactly subtle, sapnap.” dream explained, and sapnap flushed.

“what.. why didn’t you say anything then?” sapnap exclaimed, panic settling in. he’d put you through so much pain to keep this from dream, when he’d known all along?

“you didn’t ever mention them, we figured you would tell us when you felt ready.” dream shrugged, taking a swig from his water bottle. sapnap smiled a bit at this, but let out a heavy sigh.

“i really fucked up with them, dream. i don’t know what to do.” sapnap admitted, and he explained the situation to him in detail. dream listened intently, frowning as he came to a realization.

“sap, you.. you didn’t do this because you thought i’d stop being friends with you, did you?” he asked, hesitantly. sapnap didn’t answer, only dropping his gaze to the floor in response. dream sighed, bringing the younger male into a hug. sapnap startled, but clung to the boy desperately. “don’t worry, we’ll fix this.” dream muttered, and smirked as a plan started to form in his head. “i have an idea.”

the next morning, you arrived at school looking nothing short of a mess. you tried to hide the redness of your eyes, and failed miserably. hence why when half the school looked at you as you walked sluggishly to your locker, you thought nothing of it. you simply kept your head down and only lifted it when reaching your destination. instead of the regular brown metal however, your locker had sapnap’s jersey pinned to it.

you blinked, flushing as you realized everyone’s eyes were on you not because you looked like you’d been to hell and back, but because of this. you swallowed, swiftly pulling the jersey off of your locker and holding it in your hands, staring at it in wonder.

“i was hoping you’d wear it to our game friday night.” his voice cut through the buzzing chatter of students crystal clear, and you slowly turned to see sapnap standing with your favourite drink in hand, offering it to you sheepishly.

“what the- what are you doing?” you whispered, completely overwhelmed by the gestures being thrown your way. sapnap sighed, swallowing thickly.

“i’ve been a horrible boyfriend, y/n. you deserve so much better than what i’ve been treating you - and you’re right. it wasn’t fair of me to ask you to lie to your friends, or to hide under the bleachers. none of it was okay. i wasn’t lying yesterday. i want to make this work - i love you. if you’ll give me another chance, i’ll do better. i’ll be better. if you don’t want to though, i understand-” he rambled, and more tears welled up in your eyes.

“shut up and let me talk..” you cut him off, and he shut his mouth instantly. “no one has ever done anything like this for me. i love you too, sapnap. of course i’ll give you another chance.” you smiled, pulling him into a passionate kiss. claps and cheers echoed around you, and you pulled away, laughing at the situation in front of you.

suddenly, the football team came and clapped sapnap on the back, a chorus of “simpnap!” cheers following. he pouted, but you only shrugged, showing off the jersey in your hands. he sighed, accepting defeat. “only for you.” he whispered to you, and you smiled impossibly brighter.

the first warning bell went off, students left and right quickly scrambling away from the scene, and you followed suit, gently folding the jersey and placing it in your locker. “so? will you wear it to the game on friday?” sapnap asked, and you almost jumped - you’d figured he’d left with the crowd.

you pretended to think about it, seeing another adorable pout adorn sapnap’s expression. “on one condition.” you claimed, and sapnap looked at you expectantly. beckoning him closer with a finger, you leaned up to his ear, your voice barely a whisper. “meet me under the bleachers after class?”

current works

a post with all my current wips/upcoming fics.

this post will be kept up-to-date. if you request a fic and do not see it on here, it is likely i didn't feel up to writing it.

last update: 05/22/21

anything marked with ❥ is in the process of being written!

outstanding requests (3):

- dream x reader (mean love language) ❥

- karl x reader (reader finds comfort in playing with his hands) ❥

- bbh x reader (post-stream fluff)

current works (not requested):

- sapnap x f!reader (royalty!au) ❥

- george x reader (hogwarts au)

- a tale as old as time chapter 2 (c!techno) ❥

this was beautiful im obsessed

Hahaha self indilgent fic again. Hope you guys like it.

PAIRING: DEITY!C!SAPNAP X DEITY!READER

PREMISE: The god of war--terrifying, intimidating and, most importantly, in love with the least expected deity.

"Was it worth it?" Their voice, despite it almost being a whisper, was loud in the midst of the unusually quiet battleground. Sapnap, still catching his breath, looked to the sky, where the whisper came from, before staring at the strewn bodies surrounding him.

Huffing out a sigh, he replied with a simple shake to his head, dropping the sword he gripped so tightly in his hands. "Stop hiding, [Name]. I know you're here. If you want to lecture me, go ahead already."

Instantly, a form materialized beside him, though Sapnap needed a minute to adjust with the bright light their wings emitted. "Was it worth it?" They repeated again as they looked down at the bodies. As always, there was a look of serenity on their face despite standing in a field of bloodshed.

An angel, Sapnap thought as his attention stayed on their face. "It wasn't." He finally answered, holding his hand out for [Name] so they can stand beside him instead of hover. "Watch your step. There's blood."

[Name] gave him an amused look, though Sapnap could understand why. Why would the Deity of War worry over blood? If anything, he (along with the hog masked Blood God) should be happy with the the amount around them. He can prosper.

He was aware of that--he was more than glad to receive the offerings. After all, his mere existence relied on the anger and rage produced solely from wars. Though he wasn't really keen on [Name] seeing all of it, despite always being present after his long fought battles and being used to it by now.

"If it wasn't worth it then why do it?" [Name] questioned, a look of pure curiousity crossing their features.

"I'm the god of bloodshed and war, sweetheart. I can't exactly stop doing my job just because I don't think it's worth it." Sapnap replied sarcastically, removing his gloves from his hands so he can grasp [Name]'s elbows, pulling them closer towards him and away from a pool of blood they almost put their foot through.

[Name] hummed in understanding. "What makes you hate it so much, then? If I recalled from the Deity of Time's stories, he said you and the rest of the Ancient Eight chose your positions."

I didn't exactly expect other deities to evolve in our wake. Sapnap thought.

"Don't call me ancient." Sapnap chastised, pulling to his side. A wave of calm washed over him when they wrapped their arms around his broad back, their head leaning against his chest. He was more than glad he charmed his armor to remove blood as soon as it landed on the metal.

[Name] let out a laugh, which crossed between a giggle and a breathless hacking, making Sapnap's stomach turn. "You are old. You've got eons ahead of me. I only showed up because--"

"Where war comes, peace follows." Sapnap receited, a bit of annoyance lacing his voice. "You need to stop hanging around Karl. You're pretty much relaying what he says nowadays. I might as well send you back if all you do is quote his books."

"He's got a way with words." [Name] said with a romantic sigh before laughing when they felt Sapnap's arms tighten around their waist. They held his arms, pushing at them until he relented back to his usual hold on their waist. "But you are happy I'm here; it means the end of war for the next several decades."

"Yeah and then I have to do it all over again because some mortal is going to plead for my help. Then I need to go through this again and yo--" Sapnap paused, his mouth drawing to a line as he realized what he was about to say.

You'll have to see the aftermath of my calling.

Smiling, [Name] moved their hands from his arms to his face, running their thumbs along the apples of his cheeks before pressing a kiss to his scruffy chin. "I appreciate the worry, but I'm fine. I exist because of war. I exist because of you. War is a nasty cause but it's necessary. I'm not leaving you for it."

Shaking his head, Sapnap settled his lips on their forehead, hand coming to their head as he looked over the mass of bloodshed over their head. Of course, the Deity of Peace would manage to say something heartwarming (and equally disarming) after a horrible night of fighting.

"I'll ask Dream to stop creating so much conflict for now." Sapnap whispered in [Name]'s ear. "It's taking a toll on me."

"Is that the only reason?" [Name] asked vaguely, moving their hands to the back of his head, undoing the bloody bandana usually tied to his head.

"And I want to spend time with you." Sapnap admitted, knocking his head against theirs. "I feel like I only see you whenever you need to tell me a war is over."

"Y'know I'll be working if you're not there to collect your bloody dues." [Name] informed. "Maintaining peace is hard work. Especially after war."

"I'll be with you. Quietly."

"Quietly? You?" [Name] asked. "Impossible. All you do is show off."

"Yeah? So what if I do?" Sapnap asked smugly. "And if I do, I won't. I'll show you off. I'll make sure the other seven knows you're a force to be reckoned with. You don't need to lift a sword to make a big change."

[Name] laughed at this, grasping at the longsword that was on their hip mainly for show. "Heaven forbid I actual end up having to lift this sword Sam made me."

"Whoever gave him the idea that the Deity of Peace needed a to weild a sword is seriously an idiot."

At those words, [Name] let out another howl of laughter, both knowing fully well it had been Quackity's doing to trick Sam into thinking so. [Name] could still remember Quackity, Sam and Sapnap arguing in their home, longsword gripped tightly in the Deity of War's hands.

"Let's go. I have a feeling you want to see Dream right away if you're so keen on wanting me to show my abilities." [Name] urged, pulling away from him and moving their hands to their bag.

Shuffling through it, they found a settled on a sapling they dug out from the gardens of their home. It was wrapped in a dirty cloth. [Name] dug through the ground in front of them, planting it. Their way of telling the remaining mortals from both sides "It's over. Rest easy."

"You have blood on you now." Sapnap commented, eyes narrowing in disgust at the red staining their hands.

"And whose fault is that?" [Name] asked as they wiped their hands on their white clothes. Immediately, Sapnap grasped their wrists.

"That's disgusting, don't do that!" He called out.

"What kind of war god hates blood?!" [Name] countered back, laughing as they readied themselves to head back home.

Sapnap was more than willing to bathe in the nasty workings of bloodshed and war if it meant keeping [Name] from participating any further than they have to. Guilt already washed over him when he started a relationship with them, one of the most innocent gods to ever be created as a response from his constant warring ways.

He'll do anything for [Name] and if it means keeping them away from seeing further than they already have to and having a little less power for the next several centuries to have them thrive, then he'll do it without question.

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