Friend Of A Friend [karljacobs]

friend of a friend [karljacobs]

pairing: karl jacobs x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: a last minute invite to a game of among us goes much differently than you originally anticipated.

wc: 1.2k

anon asked: “karl jacobs imagine where the reader isn’t really a streamer or anything theyre a friend of a friend, and they play among us with karl and the whole dream smp and karl is flirting with them the whole time and all of the dream smp is teasing them and chat is going crazy!!"

a/n: fun fact, i hate among us. it's so overplayed imo and its boring to watch

tw: none, let me know if u see any i missed.

you sucked in a breath, nervously glancing at the 'join' button on your screen. your good friend, quackity, was currently live-streaming himself and some friends playing the hit game among us, and with a last minute pull out and no one responding, he reached out to you and asked if you would be okay with playing a few rounds.

you hadn't realized just how many viewers quackity really got. your eyes went wide upon seeing over 90,000 people watching him queue in the lobby. you suddenly panicked, but you'd already promised you'd play and the stream was waiting.

without letting yourself ponder for much longer, you hit the button, the familiar discord sound ringing through everyone's headsets. "hello!" you greeted, trying to push away the nerves and keep your voice steady.

"y/n!" quackity called, and you smiled. "guys, this is my awesome friend y/n! they're gonna play a few rounds with us since bad had to go early. chat! chat, everyone say hi!"

each person in the lobby greeted you in a mixed jumble of hellos, and with quackity's stream pulled up on your screen still, you watched as your name flew by the chat faster than you could blink, and you giggled nervously, muttering a small "hi chat!".

"y/n, we're playing with dream, george, sapnap, rae, sykkuno, corpse, brooke, karl, myself, and you! don't feel bad if you don't know who's who." he explained, and you hummed in agreement.

the game went smoothly, you growing more comfortable as it went on but deciding to keep more on the quiet side. that was, until you stumbled upon a body. quackity's body.

you quickly reported it, the meeting screen coming up and noting his body was the only one. "alright, who killed alex?" you asked loudly, and a distinctive laugh came from someone else. "who's laughing?" you demanded.

"that would be karl." a british accent called, who you learned to be george.

"hey, i'm just saying.. maybe he deserved to die. he's just actual dog water!" karl defended, and you grinned mischievously.

"that's a little bit.. suspicious of you, karl." you joked, and the call lit up with "oohs". "i say we vote him out, guys. i really don't know if he's imposter, but i want him gone."

"hey!" karl tried, but it was too late; everyone had voted. "y/n! how could you do this to me?" he asked as his body was shot out of the ship, and he was forced to mute. you giggled, thanking the group before muting yourself and heading off to do your next task.

after that round ended, you rolled your eyes upon seeing you were assigned the imposter role.

as your luck would have it, you were an imposter with karl, of all people.

you sighed, re-situating yourself and planning out a route. much to your misfortune, instead of splitting up, karl stuck by your side like glue.

you headed into medbay, taking a quick peek and seeing corpse and rae watching each other scan. you did a little dance in their direction and karl was quick to act, killing corpse while rae was mid-scan, and you killed her seconds later before hopping in a vent. karl followed, and after popping out into security and running, the button was called.

“rae and corpse were double killed in medbay!” brooke announced, and sykkuno’s loud gasp could be heard across the call, sparking a series of giggles.

“did you see anyone?” george asked, smoothly. brooke said no, making a comment about how they must’ve vented. you got slightly nervous, the adrenaline making it hard to lie.

luckily for you, karl piped up. “i was with y/n the whole time, we were in security.” he lied easily, and everyone seemed to take it well, the meeting ending with a skip. you breathed out in relief, smirking as you picked up on vouching for each other.

the rest of the round went smoothly, you and karl occasionally splitting to gain the trust of the other players, killing the occasional. the final ‘imposters win!’ screen came up and you unmuted, cheering loudly alongside karl.

“y/n, we make a pretty good team, don’t you think?” karl teased, and you rolled your eyes playfully, a small smile present on your lips.

“yeah, yeah. whatever karl, i carried.” you fired back, and quackity’s laugh rang through the call. you nearly forgot he was there: he died relatively early at the hands of karl.

a few more rounds went by, karl’s relentless efforts to protect you proving successful almost the entire game. “karl, will you leave y/n alone? i wanted to kill her!” quackity pouted, and karl giggled. your smile brightened at his contagious laughter.

“sorry, man. can’t let y/n die on me!” he commented, and you sighed, glancing at the time with sad eyes.

“hey guys, i think i’m gonna head off. that was a lot of fun! thank you so much for inviting me!” you announced, and a series of goodbyes rang through your ears.

“i owe you one, y/n! i’ll talk to you later!” quackity called out, and with a final laugh and goodbye, you left the discord call.

the crew decided after you left they had all had enough, so they bid goodbye to their respective streams and bid each other farewell.

quackity ended his live, quickly shooting over to discord to the infamous feral boys group chat and hitting call. the four boys picked up almost immediately, confused as to why he called so suddenly.

“karl, care to explain what that was with y/n?” quackity quipped, and the dream team burst into laughter, karl scoffing.

“what was what?” karl asked, innocently. of course he knew exactly what they were talking about, but he simply grinned like an idiot and sat back in his chair to listen.

"maybe if you weren't flirting with y/n the whole time you would've noticed how chat went crazy and how you're trending on twitter because of it!" quackity complained half-heartedly, smiling despite his words.

“can’t let y/n die on me!” george mocked in a high pitched voice, eliciting a loud wheeze from dream.

“guys, it wasn’t y/n. vote for me instead!” sapnap joined, making karl shake his head.

“so what? i didn’t want them to get out. what’s wrong with that?”

“karl, i don’t think i’ve ever heard you talk so much in an among us game ever, let alone flirting the whole time! if you want y/n’s number, just ask bro!” quackity laughed, and karl smiled brightly.

“well then, quackity, may i have y/n’s number?” karl asked, smoothly. the boys instantly began to whoop and cheer, applauding their friend on his confidence.

you heard a ding from your phone, quickly walking over and squinting as you adjusted to the light of your screen. a smile as bright as the screen illuminated your face once you saw the notification.

‘hey, it’s karl! i had a really great time today! i hope you don’t mind that quackity gave me your number!’

you quickly typed back a response, a giddy feeling rising in your chest.

‘trust me, karl. i don’t mind at all.’

Hello! Could I maybe request someone with Karl Jacobs x reader where reader likes to play with his hands. It just calms they’re nerves and he thinks it’s the cutest thing cause they’re hands might be smaller than his. The first time they do it without noticing kinda unconsciously and Karl is just surprised but doesn’t say anything and when they notice they start apologizing a lot while blushing. he keeps telling them it’s okay and that he doesn’t mind it in fact he loves it and thinks it’s really adorable ! Just some good old fluff❤️

hope you have a great day!

also doing a blurb for this one cause you've waited far long enough and i'm so sorry about that <3

all it took was one slip up on one of karl’s streams and the next thing you knew, your name was trending and the whole world wanted to know who you were.

you weren't sure how you expected his fanbase of millions of avid viewers to react to his relationship announcement, but it certainly wasn't like this. several trending tabs were labelled 'karl's s/o' or 'who is y/n?', or something along those lines.

easy to say, you were completely overwhelmed.

karl, being the attentive boyfriend he was, noticed you'd been off the past few days. he knew why, of course. it was completely his fault, he messed up and now the whole world was searching for you. he couldn't imagine how you must've been feeling.

he entered your shared bedroom, watching as you mindlessly scrolled through your for you page. “y/n?” he called, softly. you looked up, forcing a bright smile as you usually did. he saw right through it.

“hey! what’s up?” you peeped, tilting your head curiously to the side. karl sighed, making his way over to sit next to you on the bed. suddenly you frowned, missing the usual playfulness.

“are you mad at me for exposing us?” he asked, suddenly. you blinked, taken aback by the question.

“what?” you breathed, beyond confused and slightly guiltily. of course he would've blamed himself for your distant behaviour, who had you been kidding?

"are you mad-" he tried, but you were quick to shake your head, cutting him off.

“of course not!” you assured, though the guilt in your tone didn’t go unnoticed. “i'm not mad, just.. scared, i guess. it's weird, seeing all these theories about me all over twitter. what if your fans go through all this trouble, and then don’t even like me?”

“they’ll love you, i know they will.” he mumbled, his kind eyes staring intently into your own. "they love anything that makes me happy. and you make me the happiest i've felt in a long time."

“why don't we go live together, whenever you're comfortable, and we can introduce you to them." he suggested, and you smiled, nodding.

"let's do it." you nodded, and karl peered at you, eyes wide.

"wait, right now?" he questioned, and you shrugged, a shy smile lifted onto your lips.

"nows as good of a time as any." you mumbled, and karl scooped you into a tight hug, pulling you to his office and setting up the stream.

you watched as he went live and the viewer count sky rocketed, shooting your nerves up right along with it. karl noticed, offering you a hand to hold under the table. you instantly reached for it, sighing as you enjoyed the slight grounding his touch offered you.

as you smiled at the camera, waving to the audience with one hand and introducing yourself, the other hand never left karl's own. you began to fiddle with his fingers, gently playing with it as a subtle distraction from the idea of over 100k people watching you at that moment.

karl glanced at you curiously, but by the looks of it, you weren't even aware of the action. he smiled and addressed chat, starting to answer questions and thank subs all the while.

as the two of you streamed, your hand never leaving his own. you switched from idly playing with his fingers to drawing shapes on the back of his hand, twisting it around carelessly and some other actions.

karl never minded, of course. he found it endearing that you were taking so much comfort from the small action. after the stream ended, you were practically glowing with the amount of compliments and positive feedback you'd received. you turned to karl, beaming. "they liked me!"

karl chuckled, glancing down to the hand you still had yet to release. "no, they didn't like you. they loved you." he corrected cheekily, and you smiled, following his gaze down to his hands.

it was only then that you had realized you'd played with his hand the entire stream, and you flushed. "oh - i'm so sorry! i didn't mean to-" you fumbled, quickly pulling your hand away. karl giggled, reaching back for your hand and pulling it into his own, beginning to run the pad of his thumb over the back of your hand.

"trust me, i didn't mind at all. it was cute. you can do it whenever you want." he assured, and you smiled brightly, your hand twisting to clasp his own.

"i love you, karl." you flushed slightly, basking in the small moment you were sharing.

"i love you too, shy and all."

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!!

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.

hello! i was wondering if you can do a dream request?( whichever gender) reader’s love language is like being mean? and everything thinks that the reader is just mean in general but dream clears things up.

i've put this off for so long because i tried to long to manage a fic but i think a blurb would simply work better for this, so blurb under the cut :]

also i have no idea what you meant by mean love language but i tried my best <3

there were 5 ‘typical’ love languages, though none really resonated with you. you expressed your love through sarcastic comments, often of which are mistaken for you being blatantly mean.

to outsiders, it was seen as toxic. it was unheard of to speak to a significant other the way you talked to dream. however, you and he had a mutual understanding that through teasing and harsh words you expressed your feelings. he didn't care what others thought, because he knew you.

his fans were not quite as understanding.

you knew with dream being a large streamer, sometimes your interactions would come off the wrong way and his fans were quick to jump to twitter with their opinions on you and your relationship.

you tried to ignore them, the endless comments about you bullying your boyfriend and how “you must be using him for money, since there’s no way you actually care about him.” they didn’t know you or your relationship, and for a while, you had yourself convinced it was okay.

as time went on however, things only got worse, the comments getting harsher and you getting more and more upset about it.

you weren’t a mean person, that you knew, but his fans had even you questioning if dream felt as they did; that because you were always poking at him, he thought you didn’t love him.

all things went to hell during a particular jackbox stream though, when one of your answers was somewhat of a blow to dream’s song, roadtrip, basically calling it a ‘wannabe chainsmokers’ song. your friends laughed, dropping simp comments.

they all picked your answer easily, yours obviously better fitting to the prompt, but you had only accumulated about 10% of the audience vote, causing your friends to boo and exclaim about how you were robbed.

the other 90%, however, had taken your insult to heart, and taken that to twitter. your phone lit up, quackity’s name illuminating the screen. you frowned, confused. he was in the call with you, why was he texting you? you grabbed the device, heart dropping at the words on the screen.

‘don’t read this out - but you need to check twitter.’

you panicked, swallowing as you pulled up the app, eyes scanning through the app trying to find what quackity had asked you to look at. you opened the tagged tab, seeing your mentions flooded with insults and clips from the stream of your continuous jabs at dream.

hundreds of tweets about how you didn’t deserve him, about how he should leave you. you felt sick reading them, and you had a feeling if you weren’t already trending, you would be soon.

“y/n?” dream called over the call, and you blinked, almost forgetting you were still streaming. “are you still playing?” he seemed slightly concerned, but moreso probably because you hadn’t been responding.

“actually guys, i think i’m gonna call it a night. i have a paper due.” you lied, hoping your voice wouldn’t break and they wouldn’t catch onto you being upset.

you weren’t sure they were convinced, but luckily, quackity cut off anyone else with his loud, eccentric voice and wished you a goodnight, before changing the topic swiftly, and with that you said a final goodbye and left.

tears pricked at your eyes, breathing deeply as you attempted to calm down. almost instantly, your phone began to ring, and you sighed as dream's name lit up the screen. you hit the answer button, pulling your phone up to your ear.

you didn't even have a chance to say anything before dream's worried voice asked "what's wrong?". you sighed, knowing you were unable to avoid it now.

"check twitter." you mumbled, hearing some clicking of his keyboard as you assumed he searched it up. "they hate me." you felt the tears begin to cascade down your cheeks, dream falling quiet. you heard some aggressive typing, before he let out a huff.

"that should do it." he mumbled, and you frowned, pulling up twitter on your own monitor quickly.

dreamwastaken tweeted: hey guys! it's come to my attention that some of you have been targeting y/n and calling them out for being rude to me and such. as much as i appreciate you all looking out for me, that's just how y/n expresses their love! please stop sending them hate, especially on my behalf. i love them very much and it makes me very upset to see this kind of behaviour. thank you!

"i love you." you smiled, and dream smiled too, sighing in relief.

"i love you too. next time, just tell me if anyone is giving you a hard time. i mean it when i say i hate to see you upset." he told you, and you nodded, despite him not being able to see you.

"i will, i promise." you paused, "by the way, you're totally a simp, and a loser." you teased, and as dream's signature laugh rang through the headphones, you felt completely at ease once more.

luv's 1k follower celebration!

first and foremost, i want to thank you all for 1000 followers! i've had this blog for nearly 3 years now and it still blows my mind that people willingly read the things i write. so thank you.

now, onto the good stuff!

i'll be hosting a writing event in celebration of this milestone! below you can find a set of 15 different prompts to choose from. though they're categorized as platonic/romantic or fluff/angst, you can do whatever you want with the prompts!

to claim a prompt (i'm sure you all know the drill) but just in case you don't:

send me an ask with the genre, prompt number and the mcyt character or cc you want to write for it!

i'll keep this post up-to-date with what's been taken! prompts will max at 3 participants each, first come first serve!

claiming prompts closes on june 13th! writing will not have a deadline though so take as much time as you need!

anyone is welcome to join in, just please make sure you tag me once you post!

fluff

1. “hold my hand?”

⇾ cc!george - @heyskeppy

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2. “i can’t stop thinking about you.”

3. “wow, you look amazing”

4. “why haven’t you kissed me yet?”

5. “i bet i can make you blush.”

⇾ c!karlnapity - @blanknamed

6. "has anyone ever told you how cute you are?"

⇾ cc!wilbur - @basilly

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7. "my mom thinks we're dating."

⇾ cc!dream - @mcytmushroom

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8. "dance with me!"

⇾ cc!karl - @cherios

9. "i saw this and thought of you."

⇾ cc!quackity - @scare-crowed

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⇾ c!techno - @inniterhq

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10. "make a wish!"

angst

1. “i don’t want to make a promise i can’t keep”

2. “because i love you!”

3. “please don’t leave me”

⇾ cc!karl - @ttakinou

4. "i've missed you."

⇾ cc!dream - @bozowrites

5. “it’s okay, i’ve got you”

6. "i didn't mean for any of this to happen"

7. "i wish i never met you"

⇾ c!dream - @tuvblog

8. "i'm sorry i let you down"

9. "i wish i could take it back"

10. "you're too good for me."

platonic

1. “what are friends for?”

2. “how the hell did you manage that?”

⇾ c!tommy - @voidgonemissing

3. “please don’t burn my house down.”

⇾ cc!ranboo - @szckolii

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4. “i wasn’t being reckless, i was thinking quickly!”

⇾ cc!tommy - @stxrwrites

5. “i'm coming to get you, be ready in 5."

tagging some of my favourite writing blogs!

sorry for the tag, of course there's absolutely no pressure to join in! <3

tags: @blanknamed @basilly @esylwen @etherealexsistence @dreamcatcherrs @bozowrites @b3l0v3ds @cr0wswriting @scare-crowed @sleepyteddies @cherios @im-quite-a-mess @ilecil @korinawastaken @ttakinou @mcytmushroom @inniterhq @a-simp-for-block-people