#sillymouse

... I like Monty.

Montgomery Gator x gn!reader, ~400 words, implied reciprocated romantic feelings

"You need to be cleaned,"

"Mhm,"

"You can't clean yourself,"

"Right,"

"A staff member has to clean you,"

"Makes sense,"

You glared at the gator's smug smirk, bringing your scrub brush down solidly on his head. "So stop scaring them all, asshole!"

Monty growled, but his tail was gently swaying behind him on the tile, betraying him. "Not my fault they're scaredy cats," he huffed, purring deep from his chest as you scrubbed the yellow underside of his jaw.

"Oh, I'm sorry not everyone is used to a ten foot crocodile thinking it's funny to snap at people," you sarcastically huffed.

"Alligator," he growled out indignantly. "Hey, make sure you get my tail! That wimp you sent in last week ran out before getting to it."

"I'll get there," you muttered, straddling his lap to rest your legs as you scrubbed his chest and stomach. The two of you stayed silent for a bit, until you were sitting sideways on his lap to scrub his arm and he gently rested his head on yours.

"... I like when you clean me," he mumbled, like it was the worst thing in the world to admit it. "... You let me stay awake... The others try to power me down."

You faltered at that, watching the bubbles pop in the soapy water. "... I don't mind it," you admitted, giving a light hearted shove against his chest. "But if you like it so much, stop trying to bite me."

"But you're so sweet and bite sized," he teased with a chuckle that turned into a purr as you fell back into a comfortable silence.

"... I like when I clean you, too," you admitted quietly, using your fingers dipped in the soap to scrub at the spaces between his. "... Lot more enjoyable than cleaning the daycare with Sun over my shoulder." He let out a huff of laughter at that.

I like writing these I think they're cute :)

Romantic CC!Sapnap x reader, ~450 words, talk of eating and drinking

“Scooch,” you grumbled, barely audible through the quilt you’d wrapped around yourself to leave the couch.

Your boyfriend eagerly pushed his chair away from his desk, helping you navigate onto his lap while he harassed Dream via Discord. “Sugar’s in here swaddled like a baby trying not to freeze, and you think this is an okay temperature… You’re fucking insane,” he scoffed, lifting the bottom of his hoodie for you. You muttered a thanks, dropping your blanket to join him in the soft material, burrowing your way up until you popped out the neckline, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Oh my god, you’re cold,” he chuckled as you wrapped your arms around him and buried your nose in his neck, feeling the Texas sunshine soaking through his skin.

“You’re warm,” you muttered against his throat, purring as he pulled the quilt up to cover you both before scooching back up to his desk.

“Don’t even, Dream, you know you’re just jealous… You did not turn the temperature down to make Sugar come cuddle, you liar, that’s bull, and you know it-”

Pro: he’s a living heater

“What’cha got,” Sapnap hummed as you climbed into the middle seat of his pickup.

“Do you even have to ask,” you laughed, holding up your favorite candy and soda pairing. You couldn’t believe you found them at this little, rundown gas station. “What about you?”

“Cherry coke and licorice,” he announced proudly, holding them out so you could put them in the passenger seat.

“God, you’re such a basic bitch,” you teased as he put the truck in drive, laughing as his hand came down on your thigh.

“Yeah, yeah, you’re one to talk. Just for that, give me a sip of yours first, and I’m gonna backwash the shit out of it.”

“You’re disgusting,”

“You love me,”

Pro: he takes you on gas station dates practically every other night.

It felt like you’d been standing there holding each other forever. You were grateful that Dream offered to circle the airport to give you two your time to say goodbye.

“You know you don’t have to go,” he muttered against your hair, earning a short, choked laugh from you.

“You know I do.”

He sighed. “I know.” He squeezed you tighter before letting go, holding you at arm's length with his hands on your cheeks, wiping away the budding tears. “Text me when you land,” he pleaded, “and call before bed.”

“I will,” you promised, leaning your cheek against his palm.

“You know I miss you like crazy every time you leave,”

You nodded, pulling him back in to hide your face in his neck, taking deep breaths of his cologne as you resisted the urge to tear up your boarding pass. “I know,”

Idk I just think Karl would be the kinda boyfriend to follow you into the bathroom when you need a shower because he wants to hang out with you

Romantic CC!Karl Jacobs x gn!reader, ~600 words, implied nudity

Based off a request on my main

Romantic CC!Dream x CC!Karl x CC!Sapnap x CC!George x he/they!reader, ~675 words, poly relationship, implied nudity/underwear, borderline crack fic

I have no explanation for this, I thought the idea was cute and might turn it into a series thing with the others. Also may have made myself sick writing this in the car so it would be ready when we got home...

Romantic CC!Dream x gn! reader, ~475 words, mention of food, reader likes chicken alfredo and garlic bread

“Look at you, working hard.”

You hummed happily as your boyfriend’s hands came down on your shoulders, thumbs working small circles at the base of your neck. “I’m ahead on my coursework,” you admitted. “A few more assignments and I can take next week off and just relax.”

“That’s great,” he marvelled, bending down to kiss your temple. “Do you think,” he mumbled against you as he trailed kisses down the side of your face, “you could take a break for dinner?” He smiled against your cheek as your fingers on the keyboard faltered. “I made alfredo, with chicken, and lots of garlic bread…”

“God, you convinced me now stop before I drool all over my laptop,” you joked, saving your work and closing the screen just in time for Dream to sweep you into his arms with a laugh.

Pro: his cooking.

“Babe, did you order something?” You chuckled to yourself as you heard him leap off the couch, eager footsteps giving you fair warning before he came sliding into the kitchen on his fuzzy socks.

“Yes, I did,” he sang, tearing into the box as you poured yourself a glass of water. You heard him stop his rummaging. “Oh, this is the one I ordered for you!”

You gave a questioning hum as you swallowed. “Me?”

“You,” he chuckled, pushing the box towards you. You took a peek inside, almost choking on your water. “I might’ve noticed you putting stuff on your Amazon list… and I might’ve bought it all… Happy early birthday, baby!”

Pro: he’s a billionaire.

“Have fun,” Dream muttered as you pulled away from his lips. “You got my card, cash, and your phone, right? Sunscreen?”

“Yes to each,” you promised, letting him gently push you to sit so he could put your shoes on for you.

“I’m so sorry about this, baby,” he mumbled. He felt like a grade-A dickhead, sending you and your parents to Disney without him. He could already hear your father telling you it was a sign of poor character, and your mother telling you about the nice young man she met who would be perfect for you, since obviously you didn’t have a suitable boyfriend.

“I understand,” you promised, touching your lips to his nose. “Just be ready to get an earful tonight about everything they said to annoy me,” you teased, making him laugh.

“I can’t wait,” he said earnestly, giving you one last kiss as you fished your keys out of your coat pocket. “Bye,” he muttered, waving from the doorway as you walked to the car. “Drive safe.”

You blew him a kiss to try to ignore the fact that he looked like a big puppy standing in the doorway, heartbroken that you were leaving and already waiting for your return.

CC!Sapnap x gn!reader, age regressor!reader, ~325 words, caregiver!sapnap, age regression

"I have a secret to tell you."

You leaned closer, putting your ear right up to his mouth, eyes wide as you awaited what he would say that warranted this level of seriousness.

"You're shmol." Sap immediately attacked your cheek with raspberries, grinning against the skin as you exploded in giggles and flailed in the cradle of his crossed legs. "Is baby shmol? Do I have the littlest baby? Oh, I dooo?"

"Noooo," you squealed, hands weakly pushing on his chest. He let you push him away so you could catch your breath, puffing out your chest and crossing your arms. "I'm big!"

"Oh, you're a big baby, my mistake," he hummed with a smile, feigning confusion. "But if you're so big, how do you fit in my lap?" Your face started to burn as you stubbornly burrowed your face into his shirt so you didn't have to answer. "If you're so big, why do you have the cutest little squishy cheeks, hm?" You let out a whine as he pulled you out of his chest by the cheek, pinching it gently. "Why do I tuck you in every night?" A weak huff and a pout. "And," he mused, taking off his cap to set it on your head, watching the brim fall right down to your nose, "why is my cap so big on you?"

You simply squirmed, clutching at the hat like he'd threatened to take it away, turning it backwards so you could burrow back into his chest. "Could it be," he gasped, leaning down to speak against the crown of your head, "you're just a cute little baby? My sweet little thing? Hmm?"

You nodded against him. "... 'm yer lil' baby," you muttered against the soft fabric, whimpering softly as his arms wrapped around you to hold you tight.

I had a bit of trouble putting together enough plot to get a decent wordcount but I think it came out cute, if a bit rambly :)

super cute idea homes

Platonic!Ranboo x gn!reader, ~225 words, stimming, hugging, no pronouns used

You were positively vibing. 

“I think we should romance the hipster vampire guy,” Ranboo mused as if you weren’t trying to shake your fingers out of their sockets. “At least this time around.”

You hummed in agreement. “The hipst- hipster! Hipster!” You turned and coughed into your elbow, trying to clear the word from your throat. “Yeah, I like the- him, I like him.”

“Don’t worry, chat, we’ll get around to everyone. We’ll be here all night if we have to.”

“All night, all night,” 

“Got that right.”

You giggled to yourself, feeling an absurd amount of glee fill your chest at having someone not only positively acknowledge your stimming, but respond. You found your hands tugging on your friend’s sleeve to get his attention.

“Sup?”

“Sup!” You’d meant to ask for a hug, but your throat was clogged. It felt like the connection between your brain and tongue was broken, tongue connected to your ears instead. You crossed your arms like an ‘X’ over your chest, watching Ranboo’s eyes light up.

“Aww,” he cooed, hauling you into his chest. The steady, firm pressure surrounding you felt like a brand-new kind of stimming. If shaking your hands released little sprinkles of energy, you just exploded like a nuke. “My favorite tiny needs affection.”