The night before the Pogtopita-Manberg war, the four had holed themselves up inside George's castle, knowing that two of them would be fighting against the other two in the morning. It was something the four of them were trying not to think about, knowing there was a chance that any of them could be getting injured or losing a canon life.

The entirety of the quartet was tired. Quackity's wings were killing him from being buried under his shirt all day, Sapnap was itching to set something on fire, Karl was fidgety with nerves as he didn't want to fight tomorrow, in fact, none of them really did, and Y/n was cold from their bath they had taken to strip all of the soot and grime from their skin, due to Pogtopia not having the best living conditions.

Y/n's brother, Wilbur, and themself were the cause of all this mess. The two of them teamed up once he arrived on the server to cause chaos but ultimately made a power grab and created L'Manberg from a simple drug van and the shared thoughts and beliefs of others.

But then they lost it.

That caused the new leader to exile Y/n, Wilbur, and the teenager, Tommy, who looked up to Y/n and Wilbur as older sibling figures, knowing the three would fight for their country back, even if they no longer had any jurisdiction over it.

This led to them fleeing, Wilbur losing a canon life along the way as he dived in front of Y/n after Punz attempted to shoot his younger sibling. That night Punz feared for his life after Sapnap threatened to kill him if he ever tried to hurt his partner again.

After setting up base in an abandoned ravine, their dad's old friend Technoblade joined them, promising to help destroy the government.

Whilst planning for this upcoming war and having Tubbo as a spy, for which he, unfortunately, got executed, Y/n would try to spend as much time with their partners, that being difficult to do so as two of them lived in L'Manberg and Quackity was forced to work ridiculous hours for the drunken president.

Therefore, the castle became a safe haven for the four.

This led to Y/n spending most nights closer to the impending day of the war there. They were glad they could sleep in a proper bed with the people they loved, and that they got to have a break from the bickering between Wilbur and Tommy.

Noticing Karl fighting the urge to get up and start pacing again, Y/n shuffled closer to Sapnap, letting the blazeborn's naturally high body temperature warm them up, and they wrapped their arms around Karl's midsection, pulling him into their torso.

Reaching forwards, they managed to get Quackity to join to cuddle pile, Sapnap wrapping his arms around the three of them, or at least trying to.

That night, the four made a promise to always stick by each other's side and to never let each other go. To always talk and resolve problems and that they would be truthful to each other. After all, they were now fiancées.

As they made this promise, the sound of an achievement rang through their communicators.

'The Soulmate Bond' it simply read.

That night they knew it was meant to be.

But then again, that wasn't the right saying on this server. What was it again?

Oh yeah,

It was never meant to be.

Sapnap was worried. And he had every right to be.

First, it was Y/n. After the death of their brother, they had started to pull away from the other three, becoming seemingly distant and only really there at night to sleep, disappearing for hours on end.

Quackity had followed them one day only to find them sitting overlooking a cliff. Apparently, it was where Y/n first took Wilbur on the server, where the two saw their first sunset together. Y/n would sit there as the hours would pass, watching the point on the compass spin, it no longer pointing to their bother. They began to snap back into their old self after Quackity sat with them, becoming who they used to be but more willing to fight.

Then Tommy got exiled. Sapnap and Karl believed they already knew, therefore not bringing it up, and Quackity simply didn't tell them. That sparked one of the biggest arguments they had ever had.

Y/n stayed with Phil that night.

Everything seemed fine for a while, with Y/n coming back home and then the quartet creating Cedar Rapids. And then Ghostbur came back, making it easier for Y/n to move on. Everyone was happy.

But then came the butcher army. Y/n refused to let their dad be pushed around and stepped in, earning themselves house arrest, by orders of Quackity.

That night they left. Sapnap remembers the conversation he had with them before they went. It was seemingly normal, Y/n saying they were staying with Phil for a few days. Except they didn't.

It was two weeks later they returned, hearing that Technoblade had killed Quackity. They helped the stubborn duck with his recovery. The blazeborn remembers the amount of shouting and the arguments that happened that week.

Looking back, he should've stepped in more. But he couldn't have known what was going through Y/n's mind at the time.

See Y/n was planning to blow up L'Manberg again. To finish their brother's job. They had realised how corrupt it had become, now wanting to get rid of the power the people who ran it had.

Sapnap should've seen it coming.

After doomsday, there was the final argument. Tensions were still high, and Quackity still couldn't see why Y/n chose to blow it up. Why Y/n would choose the side of Technoblade. The side of Dream. They explained why though. How L'Manberg was originally a power grab. How it was their idea to blow it up in the first place and that they were just finishing what that had started.

Sapnap should've stopped the fight. He should've stopped it before the words tumbled out of Quackity's mouth, before Y/n and Quackity exploded on each other, before Y/n walked away for what he thought was good.

Everyone's heart broke a bit that night.

Second, it was Karl. He started to disappear for a few days at a time, and when he returned? It was like his brain was scattered, and then he'd started to forget stuff.

At the time Sap had chalked it down to Karl's already bad memory, to his forgetful nature that his fiancée had. It began as small things. Karl forgot what day it was, where he left his book, what time he was meant to be at a certain place, and whether or not he had a meeting with the rest of Manberg's cabinet that day. But then It got worse.

Looking back, Sapnap realised that there were some days when Karl wouldn't say his or their partner's names until someone else said them. He had just thought Karl was messing around at the time, him just being cute and just wanting to call them by pet names but looking back at it, he should've realised sooner.

He should've realised when Karl came up with the idea of creating a new place to live, Kinoko Kingdom, because he said Cedar Rapids held no significate importance to him. Before he said it held no real value and that it was just where he lived because Sapnap lived there. Not because Sapnap, Quackity, and Y/n lived there, but because Sapnap lived there.

He should've realised before Karl completely shut him out. Before Karl would hole himself up in his library which he was forbidden from going in. Before Karl would forget him completely and call him by a stranger's name.

He should've helped Karl sooner. His heart cracked again.

Third, it was Quackity.

See the duck hybrid was stubborn, there was no denying that. Sapnap learnt this early on. If Quackity had his mind set on doing something, then there was a small chance, a very minuscule chance at that, of getting him to change his mind, the chance decreasing if Quackity was the one with the power to do what he wanted to do.

One morning, Sapnap had woken up alone. Karl had gone off again, who knows where, Y/n had just left maybe four days ago, and now Quackity had disappeared.

It stayed like that for a month. Quackity and Y/n were nowhere to be found. Karl occasionally disappeared and returned with his memory shot. Sapnap, probably wouldn't have minded so much if Quackity had told him where he was going, but after another month of no contact?

His heart broke again.

And the worse thing was? Karl had no idea what Quackity or Y/n meant to all of them.

And Finally, it was himself.

He could feel himself slipping away. With Karl coming and going, and no word from either Y/n or Quackity, Sapnap was stuck.

It wasn't like he had anyone to go to. His brother was locked away in a heavily armed prison, rightfully so; his Aunt Puffy was busy trying to deal with the fact one of her sons was locked up and also trying to solve this problem with the egg; his dad had been possessed by said egg, and was currently trying to take over the server; and his best friend was in some sort of deep sleep, only occasionally waking up.

He didn't know how much longer he could be there for Karl. As much as it broke him to ever think about leaving the Jacobs boy, he didn't know if it was worth it anymore, not without his partners. His first love and his third.

He didn't know how he could continue like this.

About a month after the fight, Y/n wanted to go back. Even if everything wouldn't go back to normal, they still wanted to see them, to check that they were doing okay. Because if their partners, well ex-partners were okay, then they'd be okay.

Or at least that's what they kept telling themselves.

The day they went to leave, Y/n climbed down the ladder leading to their room, only to be met with their dad, Philza, in the main room. As they made their way towards the front door and began to pull their cloak on, he stopped them.

"What are you doing?" he asked, nursing the warm mug between his hands.

Y/n sighed, not wanting to have this conversation with their dad but knowing he wouldn't let him go without telling him first, "I'm heading to Cedar Rapids, why? Is something wrong?"

Phil's face fell slightly, "There's a blizzard. You won't be able to make it Y/n."

Y/n's face dropped, and their heart sank in their chest, "How long will it last?"

They hoped it wouldn't be more than a few days at most, however, they were wrong. They ended up spending the next month trapped in the Arctic, unable to get to where they needed to. Unable to apologise for the shit they said.

The day they were finally able to get to Cedar Rapids, it was empty. The land was barren, but the buildings still standing. Their shared house was empty of the majority of everyone's belongings, only a few of theirs and Quackitys left behind.

Where was everyone?

As they stumbled out of the house, tears trying not to fall from their eyes they hit a solid object. Their hands came up to steady themselves, something grabbing onto their biceps. Looking up they saw the face of one of their fiancées.

Pulling back from their grip, Y/n wiped away their tears, wrapping the arms around their torso curling in on themselves. Their fiancée's wings drooped in response and his arms dropped to his sides. The two noticed the obvious distance between them, both physically and emotionally.

Choosing to break the silence between them, Y/n spoke up, "Hey."

Quackity stood still, having an internal malfunction. He was trying not to say anything he didn't want to say, not wanting to screw up again. His wings tightened up behind him, the slits in his shirt allowing his wings to come through, as he stood defensively. His instincts were screaming at him to comfort Y/n.

"Hey."

Looking up at the duck hybrid, Y/n locked eyes with his, and anyone could practically see the awkwardness between the two.

"So, uh," Y/n began, eyes still locked with his, "How are you?"

Quackity's wings fluttered slightly, "I'm alright I guess?"

His response came out as a sort of question, confusing Y/n slightly but they choose not to question it.

"How're the others?"

Quackity paused and Y/n could see them visible tense and him trying to form an answer but not knowing what to say.

"Quackity?" Y/n began, taking a step closer to him, "What happened?"

Hopping through the nether portal, Y/n grabbed a bunch of snow and hurled it at the goose that was following them, it letting out an exasperated honk and flapping its wings in annoyance. They stood up letting out curse words at the animal, beginning their trek back to their shared home. The white feathered animal biting against Y/n’s cloak and pants, attempting to pull the human back towards the nether portal.

The door slammed shut as Y/n walked through it, shrugging off the snow that had landed on their cloak. It felt like their ears were ringing, their mind spinning even though they could see clearly.

"What do you mean you left?"

"I did exactly what they did. What you did-"

Phil looked concerned at them, wondering what had happened, as his kid nonchalantly discarded their cloak and bag.

"What do you mean by that, Q? Where's Sapnap and Karl anyway, shouldn't they be around?"

"Well I wouldn't know, I came back one day to get them only to find they had disappeared along with all their stuff and most of ours."

"What do you mean disappeared?"

Phil's confusion began to grow as he heard the patter of webbed feet on his floor.

"Like gone. I don't even know where they are."

"Y/n," Phil began, walking closer and seeing the white goose standing next to his child, the goose attempting to pull on his kid's pant leg, it hissing at them when they shooed it off, "What's that?"

"This?" Y/n looked down at the goose, letting out a hiss in response to it honking at them, "It's a goose. And it won't leave me alone." They began frustration seeping through their voice, "Apparently it won't die, no matter how many times you push it into lava. So now I'm guessing it's some sort of immortal being that's come to spite me for my wrongdoings."

Y/n turned and climbed the ladder to the upper part of the house, the goose nestling down by the stairs, ruffling its feathers before it seemingly began to settle down.

"It's a soulmate goose."

Philza's head snapped around to face the voice, him calming once he realised that it was only Kristin. She made her way towards him, resting her hand gently on his shoulder, Phil leaning into the touch he could barely feel.

"The soulmate goose of enforcement only appears when there is an obstacle a soulmate pairing needs help to overcome," She continued walking over to pet the goose before it vanished, "It seems as if our little crow needs some help after all."

Upstairs, Y/n stared out of their window, watching the snow gently fall as they played with the three rings that were attached to a necklace around their neck. Each one with an engraving that referred to each counterpart in their past relationship.

"What do we do?" Y/n asked sitting down next to Quackity on the ground. The duck hybrid had finally stopped pacing and was now frustratedly pulling strands of grass from the ground before throwing them down, "How are we meant to find them?"

"I don't know," He began, "I don't know. I just- I keep thinking if we hadn't... You know... Then everything would be okay."

The two looked down at the ground, not noticing the goose begin to materialise in the distance. The silence between them was awkward. Neither of them knew how to continue and say what they wanted to.

"I came to apologise," Y/n spoke up, beginning to rip grass up from the ground. "I tried to come a month ago, but then there was a storm. But-"

"It would've still been too late," Quackity cut them off. Y/n looked up at him only to see him staring at the ground, refusing to look at them. "I left because I thought you weren't coming back, and then I had this idea-"

"What do you mean you thought I wasn't coming back? Quackity, I made a promise and so did you and the others! That we'd never walk away. Ever."

"Well, I'm sorry for thinking that then! It's just after the shit we both said I thought you were leaving this time for good! That you'd finally given up on us!"

"Can we not argue for once?"

"Oh, says you."

He stood up, taking a few steps backwards, before groaning in disdain.

"What now?"

"That fucking Goose is back!" Quackity sighed out, "I swear, it won't leave me alone."

"Okay, and what does that have to do with finding Karl and Sapnap?"

"I don't know okay! It's just this fucking thing won't leave me alone and keeps trying to drag me through nether portals." Quackity sighed, clearly frustrated.

"I'm sorry," he grumbled out, "I'm not good with emotions sometimes."

"I know," Y/n replied before standing up and taking Quackity's hands in theirs, rubbing their thumbs on the back of his palms when he didn't object or try to pull away. "You'd think the blaze hybrid would be the most hot-headed out of the four of us. Turns out, he's the least."

Quackity let out a small smile at their words before enveloping them in his arms, his wings fluttering and encasing the two of them.

“We still need to work stuff out,” Y/n said, voice slightly muffled, from where their head was buried in Quackity’s shirt.

“I know sweetheart, I know.”

Sapnap was outside.

And he was touching grass.

This wasn’t unusual for the blaze hybrid, him liking to sit in the flower fields surrounding his house.

When Karl choose the leave Cedar Rapids, Sapnap couldn't help but follow him, not wanting to lose the last of his partners, even though it felt as if he had already gone. Like Karl had slipped through his fingers and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He thinks that may be the reason why he subconsciously chose this place to live. The flower fields reminded him of the unproblematic childhood he had and the first home he knew.

The loud honk, which came from his left, startled him enough that he dropped the flower crown he was absentmindedly weaving, fire igniting around his horns. The amber flames swirled before dying down.

The goose waddled over to him, attempting to bite onto his sleeve and drag him. Sapnap attempted to swat him away only for the goose to hiss at him.

After a least a minute of this happening, Sapnap sighed at the animal before grabbing it over its wings and lifting it into his lap, the goose immediately settling down but now gnawing on his hand.

“Why do you have a Soulmate Goose?”

Sapnap didn't tear his eyes away from the creature that was nestled in his lap, it was still keen on trying to bite his fingers off.

“Nice to see you too Drista,” he said back, “What do you want?”

“To know why you have a soulmate goose? Duh?”

Spanap gave her a deadpan look, “Well I don’t know. Shouldn’t you know, aren’t you like a god or something?”

The teenager glared at him from where she was floating in the sky, “Just because you’re best friends with my brother doesn’t mean I like you.”

Sapnap rolled his eyes in response, returning to pet the animal in his lap, the softness of the feathers reminding him of the nights when Quackity would let them help preen his wings. The duck usually ends up curled up on his lap, his head on Sapnap’s chest listening to his heartbeat letting out soft chirps of appreciation. Sapnap's heart clenched at the memory.

The teenager let herself land on the ground, sitting down amongst the flowers as she stared to mess with the grass.

“My brother told me about them.”

“Who, Dream?”

“No, XD,” she glared back at him when he interrupted her, “He used to say that sometimes the humans would need help to be with their soulmate and that he and some of the other gods created this being that would help them, the people giving it its name.”

“The soulmate goose? Really?”

“That’s not its full name, idiot. It’s the Soulmate Goose of Enforcement,” Drista deadpanned. “Anyway, I wouldn’t have thought you would end up meeting it, you know. You get along so well with Karl, Quackity, and Y/n, therefore you wouldn’t- Oh.”

Sap looked down away from the teenager, returning to give the now quiet goose more pets.

“Yeah,” Sapnap whispered in response.

Feeling really awkward about the situation, the teenage god thought it would be best that she left, “I’m going to go and find Tommy, bye Snapchat!”

And with that, she teleported away leaving the blaze hybrid alone in the field.

Sapnap began to think about his choices again. About everything that had happened, about everything he didn’t say, about everything he could’ve, no should’ve done.

He knew he should’ve stepped in and stopped Y/n and Quackity from arguing. He knew he should’ve helped Karl more before he began to forget everything. He knew he should’ve helped himself, to stop himself from walking away from his home.

Yes, Kinoko Kingdom may be where he lived, it may be his, or partly his, but it wasn’t his home. Cedar Rapids was more his home, if anything, the Dream SMP was more of his home than this place.

His fiancées are his home, not here. Not anywhere else.

Not this place he ran to when he was scared. When he was terrified of losing the last person who meant something to him.

A few tears escaped his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away as the Goose in his lap let out another honk.

Unbeknownst to him, a figure started to approach him, coming to a stop a few feet in front of him, gentle cawing being heard a lot more.

“She was right you know,” The woman said, Sap looking up at the person standing in front of him, not recognising the figure. He tensed up, ready to fight the unknown person, but only if it came to it, "I didn't expect you four to have him."

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" he asked only for the woman to gently smile in response.

"I'm Kristin, Goddess of Death-"

"You're Y/n's mom," Sapnap interrupted.

"I am, amongst other things," Kristin sat down in front of the young adult, "It's nice to finally meet you Sapnap. Y/n talks about you quite a bit."

One of the few crows flying around came and hopped down on the ground between the two, dropping Kristin a shiny rock, letting the goddess pet them before flying off and joining the rest of its brethren.

"Sapnap," Kristin began, letting the blaze focus his attention back on her, "The best thing I could do is give you advice. Don't spend time dwelling on what needs to be done. Go, find Y/n and Quackity, and talk. If you keep bottling up your feelings, it's going to get you nowhere, and this guy here is just going to get more mad at the four of you for being idiots."

"They left," Sapnap replied, voice cracking slightly, "They left us-"

He tried to continue talking but sobs left his mouth as tears started to fall. His shoulders shook with each shuddering breath he took, his horns lighting with a dull blue fire once again.

Kristin shuffled forward, wrapping her arms around him, letting his head fall onto her shoulder as she ran a hand through his hair, comforting her almost son-in-law.

And as Sapnap let the tears fall from him and his emotions run, he knew he couldn't continue like this. He knew something had to change.

The rain was bad that night.

It didn't rain much in Las Nevadas, it being in a warmer part of the smp, but when it rained, it poured like hell.

It was mainly when thunderstorms would happen in the main part of the greater smp that the weather would really be affected. It was like a cycle. Heavy rain that would cause the river to rise where L'Manberg once stood meant that light showers would last an hour at most and thunderstorms would cause heavy rainfall that would soak anyone to the bone.

Quackity knew it was a bad storm because even Slime was holed up inside.

He had managed to zone out the sound of rain hitting the window, the continuous drone allowing him to block it out as inherent background noise. The occasional flashes of light caused his wings to twitch in anticipation.

There was something wrong.

Quackity didn't know what exactly. It was more of an inherent feeling creeping up behind him, causing the occasional shiver to run down his spine. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

Slime was sat by the window, looking out across Las Nevadas. He personally likes the rain, just when it gets too heavy it affects his viscosity too much and throws him off. 'There's always the fountain', he thought, his fingers tracing the raindrops across the window.

Slime was following the raindrops as they fell, his finger reaching up to trace them before he remembered what his friend Quackity had told him the last time he did that.

Slime knew that he was a goopy guy but sometimes he would forget. He knew that he was bones or that he had to be but sometimes his brain didn't connect and say that to his goop. It was something he was working on because he had to seem like a human and that he had bones, even when it was a no-bones day.

Anyway, ignoring Slime's partial existential crisis, the goopy guy in a shirt and pants, and basically an identical outfit to his friend Quackity, he continued to stare out of the window before ultimately attempting to return to his previous task.

Quackity was not paying attention. The paperwork in front of him had been read at least twelve times but he still couldn't take the information in. Something was disrupting him and he couldn't work out what. It was an itch in the back of his mind, an annoying one at that.

He let out a sigh as he dropped the pen onto the table, leaning back against his chair and pushing himself away from his desk. He let out a puff of air, blowing the strands of hair out from in front of his eyes. Quackity really needed another haircut.

He stared up at the ceiling, his mind starting to wander.

How long was it going to take purpled to find Karl and Sapnap, surely not another week right? He couldn't keep living like this. In denial and regret, it was drowning him.

Even if the two decided they never wanted him again, then at least he would apologise to them. It was the least they deserved.

The shadowy figure in the distance continued to draw closer, forcing Quackity, who had unfortunately noticed its presence earlier but chose to ignore it, to rise up out of his seat and head towards the window. It was a person he was staring at, carrying a bundle of something in its arms, but for the life of him he couldn't work out who.

The rain was cascading down now, affecting his vision and the lights of his city did little to unmask them. His heart clenched at the sight of it; that same nagging feeling saying something was wrong hit him tenfold.

He turned to face Slime, having made up his mind he would go see if the masked figure was okay only for the doors behind him to be flung open.

It was Y/n soaked to the bone.

"Q," they began, terror etched onto their face. It made Quackity's feathers ruffle and stand on edge, wanting to wrap them in his arms and protect them from whatever they were afraid of.

"Q, it's Karl."

The fire flickered casting light across the room. It was the only source of warmth alongside the abundance of blankets piled across the four of them.

The bundle held in Quackity's arms was no stranger to him, the mop of brown hair that usually covered his forehead pushed to the side allowing the damp cloth to rest there and lower the Jacobs boy's raging fever.

The duck's instincts kicked in and the other two stepped aside to allow him to swaddle and care for Karl. They knew he was in safe hands and that Quackity was better at dealing with sick people.

Y/n had propped themselves against the wall, a blanket thrown over their shoulders and wrapped around them. The cloak they had donned earlier was in a pile alongside some of the other wet clothes of both Sap and Karl.

They looked down at the duo huddled on the floor, Quackity's wings furling around the star-eyed boy in a protective cocoon. Chirps left his mouth as he changed the water on the rag before smoothing it over the brunette's unconscious forehead.

There was no guarantee that he would wake up. Y/n could only pray that the gods of prime would help him. They couldn't lose him.

"What happens now?"

Both their own and Sapnaps heads snapped up to look at Quackity, he having the courage to break the scared silence that had overcome them all.

Y/n looked to Sapnap, the blazeborn looking worse for wear. It looked like he hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep in the past years, like he was soon to be death-walking. Just like Karl.

His shirt was clad against his chest, the white material somewhat see-through but now drying allowing them to see the runes that lined his body. He was hunched forward, his own blanket lying over his shoulders as his hands were clasped together in his lap.

Figuring that he wasn't going to speak up, Y/n pushed themselves off the wall and moved to sit between Sapnap's chair, and where the two were huddled together on the floor. They grabbed the blazeborn's hand in their own and placed their other upon Q's shoulder causing him to sway towards them slightly at the affection.

"We talk." They spoke out, the three awake sharing glances at each other.

Much too soon, he pulls back. You try to chase after his lips but he gently presses down on your neck, releasing his hold only after you’ve settled back down against the pillows. He then lets the same hand travel down your chest, pulling down your camisole so it bunches around your waist, the air kissing your exposed chest. You’d rather he was kissing your chest. He caresses your breasts, his larger hand fondling each one unhurriedly, his lips ghosting over your shoulder. Your chest is heaving up and down, each breath ragged.

Shawn leans in and takes a nipple in his mouth, the latter deliciously warm. He swirls his tongue around it, his hand gripping your other breast and pinching your nipple between his fingers. He’s pressing his erection against your ass, his hips moving slowly. Eager, you push back and start grinding against him. You enjoy the quiet noises he makes in response. He gently bites down on your nipple before pressing his tongue flat against it. An insatiable desire to be wrecked by him overpowers you. You can’t wait to be at his mercy and let him have complete control of you and your body.

“Baby,” you whisper. He gives the breast he had in his mouth a final squeeze then hooks his thumb in the waistline of your panties and gently drags them down and off your legs. He runs a hand up and down your bare thigh, leaning in for another kiss. He has you so wrapped up in the kiss, the softness of his lips and the expertise of his tongue as it massages yours, that you completely miss him ridding of his own boxers and lifting up your thigh.

He rubs the tip of his length between your folds at an excruciatingly slow pace. “You’re so wet,” he whispers against your lips. You gasp into his mouth as he presses the head in, his hand flying up to wrap around your neck once again, hooking his arm beneath your knee in the process so that you’re spread open for him. You let out a strangled whine, the room suddenly unbearably hot. He nibbles your bottom lip, the flesh red and swollen, as he pushes in a little further. You’re overwhelmed by the way his cock stretches you out.

His movements still as he lets you adjust, focusing all of his attention on your lips until he’s got you in a trance. Everything blurs around you, Shawn remaining all that is visible. After a few minutes, impatience coupled with desperation settle in and you plead for him to fill you up. So, he does. He pushes his cock in, still slowly, gauging your reaction, until his hips are flush against your ass. You’re reminded of how big he is. You clench around him and he lets out a grunt, his hips bucking reflexively.

He holds himself back, his hips immobile as he showers you with careful attention, pressing gentle kisses all over your face, a sharp contrast to the obscenity displayed moments earlier. You’re putty in his hands by the time he decides to begin thrusting. You melt into him as his cock slides in and out, a string of moans tumbling past your lips.

“You feel so good. So warm and tight.” Heat pools in your gut, your body reacting positively to his words. His lips continue to taste the flushed skin of your face and you notice that he’s studying you, taking every facial expression into account so he knows when he’s hit a sweet spot, then hitting that spot repeatedly. You feel your eyes roll to the back of your skull, wave after wave of pleasure coursing through your veins. You never want him to stop.

“Doing so good, baby. Taking my dick so well.” He praises. He picks up speed, fucking into you a little more carelessly. You’re clenching around him more often now, his cock thick as it slides across your walls. The noises coming out of your mouth are incessant and increasing in volume. “I need you to be a good girl and shut the fuck up, baby, okay?” Shawn grits between clenched teeth, his grip tightening around your neck. You whimper, his stern demeanor so incredibly hot. Nevertheless, you sink your teeth into your bottom lip to keep from making any more noise. He’d never tell you to be quiet at home. Hotel rooms, however, are different.

You realize it’s impossible to keep quiet. Not when every thrust of his hips sends a jolt of ecstasy through you. So, you turn around, disturbing the rhythm he’d fallen into and drape a leg over his waist, remaining nice and open for him. You bury your face in the crook of his neck and feel his hand travel down the length of your back and down the curve of your ass. He raises his hand and brings it down hard on your cheek, the sound sharp as it rings out. A whine startles out of you. Burrowing your face deeper into his neck, the faint smell of cologne and sweat heavenly, you round an arm around him, fingernails scratching red angry lines down his back as he smacks your ass twice more.

He gently caresses the reddened flesh of your cheek then reaches between your bodies to realign himself, groaning as he stretches you open once more. The broken sounds that leave your mouth are muffled by his neck. You press your body flush against his and feel his moans rather than hear them. Mouth latching onto his neck, you suck and bite fresh bruises onto the sensitive skin, admiring the adorning colours.

“Fuck,” he drawls and runs his fingers through your hair before grabbing the side of your face and pressing his mouth sloppily against yours, swallowing your sobs as he fucks you hard and deep. A muffled and incoherent chorus of babybabybaby is all you can utter as your mind blanks, the entirety of your being attuned to the ruthless slamming of his hips. You clench and spasm around him as he pushes you over the edge. Grunting, he maneuvers you on your back and continues to roll his hips into you, burrowing himself much deeper at this angle. You reach out for him and watch as he lowers himself, meeting you halfway, lips locking in a heated and messy kiss. His moaning is a little less inhibited, an indication he’s about to orgasm.

You admire his face, how beautifully wrecked he looks, and can’t help but kiss his rosy cheeks, your fingers combing through the damp hair at the nape of his neck, tugging harshly. His breath hitches and he whines low and long as you do it again.

The obscene sound of skin slapping against skin fills the room. He emits an almost animalistic snarl at the base of his throat, gripping your hip and shifting a little so he’s pounding into you, hitting you just right every time. “Your pussy is wrapped so fucking good around my cock, baby,” he pants, huskiness coating his tone. His words travel straight to your core and you lose it, back arching and head falling back in ecstasy as you unravel beneath him. You fist the bedsheets, gasped moans spilling out of your mouth as his thrusts become more erratic, his cock twitching.

“Come inside me.”

“Oh, fuck.” A deep groan rips through his throat and you feel his cock pulsate as he releases his load inside you, warmth spreading through your gut. You rock your hips in unison with his, riding out each other’s high.

Now on this occasion, you were practically falling asleep whilst working on an essay due in two weeks. Sam had noticed your eyes closing for short periods of time and you starting to nod off, the blanket that was wrapped around your shoulders probably making you feel comfier. He didn't want you falling asleep at your desk as he knew your back would be aching in the morning, even if you would just have an hour-long nap. So he decided to mute his mic and ask what you wanted to do.

"Sweetheart?" Sam asked, placing his hand on your shoulder. You jumped slightly at the contact, waking yourself up slightly whilst blinking the sleep out of your eyes.

“Yeah?”

“You can go to bed you know,” Sam asked softly, trying not to wake you up too much, “you don’t have to sit with me.”

“I know,” you mumbled back starting to fall asleep again whilst resting in your hand, "Can we cuddle?"

Sam sighed softly, his heart swelling up with love, already knowing this was your way of staying with him whilst you slept without dragging him away from his work and asking him to go to bed.

“Come here, sweetheart.”

Sam brought you into his arms and got you settled resting in his lap, the soft blanket wrapped around you as you rested your head on his shoulder. Before he started streaming again.

"Love you Sammy," you mumbled out, the microphone picking up your voice thus leading to twitch chat spamming your online name.

"Love you too sweetheart."

Dream:

You wandered into Clay’s room a few hours after he had disappeared for the second time that day. Your boyfriend was sat playing GeoGuessr on Georges alt stream before you came into his streaming room and brought Patches with you, the cat already lounging in your arms.

As you stepped into his streaming room, he didn't notice you until patches let out a soft meow at seeing Dream, his head snapping around in panic before his eyes softened at seeing the both of you.

He muted his mic as he turned his attention towards you as you walked over to stand next to him, patches wiggling out of your arms and onto Clay's desk.

Your boyfriend pulled you onto his lap, facing him, his arms wrapping around your waist as he pushed his headphones off of one ear.

"Hey baby, you okay?" Dream asked you, his head leant back against his chair.

You made a noise of agreement before resting your head against his chest, "Just missed you. Not seen you a lot today."

"I'm sorry," Dream apologised, "Didn't mean to leave you alone a lot today."

"No it's okay!" you tried to reassure him, "I know your working and didn't want to disturb you much."

As Clay went to reply to you again, you both could hear George speak through your boyfriend's headphones.

"Dream you're not muted."

Both of your eyes widened in panic before hearing a meow from behind you, seeing Patches leaning on Dreams keyboard.

Dream internally sighed before pushing his headphones back onto his head properly. You turned in Dreams lap as he pushed himself closer to his desk, collecting patches in your arms and holding her in your lap, the cat deciding to settle down and not fight against the two of you.

"Yeah, Daydream is here."

When Dream had to admit that he had a partner in his life, due to Tommy accidentally revealing that you existed, you came up with the idea of being called Daydream to keep your anonymity.

"Hey, George," you spoke out, knowing your cover was blown and there was no point in pretending you weren't there.

You let yourself zone out of the conversation the two were having as you continued to pet Patches and relax in your boyfriend's lap, him occasionally placing a kiss to the crown of your head as he resumed his game with George, the two ignoring any more questions from donations and twitch about you.

Foolish:

You and your boyfriend Foolish (*cough cough* himbo totem man) were both Twitch streamers and both of you sometimes had no thought behind your eyes.

This often led to some awkward interactions on stream or where one of you would say or do something when the other was around and neither of you would pick up on the sublet context that could've been misinterpreted.

Now the two of you often streamed together whilst on the Dream smp, or one of you, usually you, would start streaming once the other was about to end to keep a stream chain going.

However, today you were streaming on your hardcore world which you had somehow kept alive for six months. How you managed that? Honestly, you had no idea.

Getting the loud notification that you had set for raids over a certain amount of viewers, you jumped in your seat, quickly pausing your game so you didn't accidentally die.

Recovering from the mini-heart attack you had just received, you thanked your boyfriend for the raid and explained to your new viewers what you were currently doing. Nonetheless, your once peaceful stream was once again going to be interrupted.

As the door to your room swung open, you saw a sleepy Foolish stumble through as he clumsily shut the door behind him. He somehow managed to make his way over to you without knocking anything over or bumping into anything whilst carrying the large-ish shark plush you had gotten for him.

Once he reached you, he sat himself down in your lap getting himself settled as he leant back against your chest.

"Wanna take you to bed," he mumbled out burying his face sideways in your neck.

"You wanna take me to bed?" you repeated his words, unsure if you had clearly heard him.

"Yeah," he agreed with you, "wanna bed you."

Trying your best not to laugh at him as you realised how bad what he said sounded you kinda brushed his comment off, "Okay then. I'm going to keep streaming for a bit baby, you wanna stay or you want to go to bed?"

Foolish tried to nuzzle his head further into your neck, as he squeezed the shark plushie in his arms, "Gonna stay with you."

"Okay."

Pressing a kiss to his forehead, your boyfriend started to drift off to sleep as you continued streaming for the next forty minutes, Foolish occasionally butting in with ideas whilst he was still semi-conscious, most of them non-coherent but you still replying to him, helping him to relax and settle down into his well-needed sleep.

George:

You loved streaming. The ability to play games and interact with those who watch was fun.

Although your mood was sometimes ruined by those who joined only to catch a glimpse of your boyfriend and would constantly pester you about him, or by anti's who hated on you for streaming or for basically dating George, or by people who just hated in general, you still streamed, not going to let yourself be brought down.

You were currently playing on a Minecraft server that you shared with a few of your fellow streamer friends, the server having the origins mod installed, you being of a specific origin to stick with your twitch brand.

Anyway, it was getting late, almost three in the morning and George was bored. Sapnap, Dream, and Quackity were all busy and he had finished editing the next few videos he wanted to put out and now he was slightly tired, which he would never admit, and more or less bored.

He knew you were streaming because he had it open in the background and was occasionally sending messages to your discord which you read. When some people in chat pointed out that he was watching your stream, you laughed it off and pointed out that George had chaterino (idk how you spell it, I'm just going off Phil's pronunciation of the word) open so that he would always appear in the chat, however, you knew that he was watching despite what you said is actually true.

After a while, you ended up ignoring Georges messages and focusing on streaming and not dying in the game.

After a while, you heard the door open to your left, you looking over and seeing Geroge stood there. Due to your greenscreen being up, twitch couldn't see the background of your room and just heard the sound of your door opening before you muted your mic.

"Hey, love! Do you need anything?" you asked your boyfriend as he stood there.

He shrugged his shoulders in response, a blush coating his cheeks, "Not really."

Making grabby hands towards him you asked him a question which his sleepy brain couldn't refuse.

"Cuddles?"

George's face lit up slightly as he closed the door and made his way over to you. You pulled the boy into your lap, wrapping your hands around his waist and pressing a kiss to his cheek after he pulled his jumper hood up over his head.

Unmuting your mic after he got settled, you continued streaming like nothing had happened but hiding your viewer count as you knew your views would increase due to Gogy appearing.

You also turned your camera off to prevent anything from being clipped, knowing what certain 'stans' were like and also wanting to respect your boyfriend's privacy.

After about thirty minutes, you felt Georges breathing slow, a sure sign that he was asleep. Feeling tired yourself you decided to call it and end the stream, thanking everyone for turning up and wishing everyone goodnight.

Karl:

Having already discussed it multiple times with Karl and had reassurance each time, you knew you could just walk into his streaming room and cuddle with him.

The only time he was against this was during his Tales of the SMP streams which was understandable.

Anyway, it was late at night, around two in the morning and Karl couldn't sleep no matter how hard he tried. This led to him leaving your bed and making his way to his streaming room where he would end up streaming on his alt account.

Around an hour and a half into his stream, he saw the door open up and a tired you wrapped up in your giant blanket.

See what had happened was you rolled over in your sleep, expecting to find the warm body of your boyfriend which would stop you from falling out of bed. However, instead of being greeted with his body, you woke up to find you had rolled onto the floor, that probably being the reason why your side and arm was hurting, bruises definitely going to appear in the next few days.

After you had hauled yourself off the floor, you grabbed the massive blanket from your bed, it being larger than six feet long, in both length and width, and wrapped it around your body, heading to search for your boyfriend.

Hearing his voice, which was quieter than usual, coming from his streaming room, you carefully pushed open the door, not wanting to disturb him fully even if you knew he wouldn’t be streaming anything 'important' due to the late time it was.

He turned seeing you stood in the doorway before lifting his arms up and making grabby hands towards you.

Walking over to your boyfriend, you grabbed his hands in yours as he started to mess with your fingers.

"Cuddles?" you whispered, living one hand up to rub the sleep from your eye.

Karl nodded back in response before helping you climb onto his lap. Getting you comfy in his lap, he wrapped the blanket tighter around you before cuddling you closer to his body, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.

“Hey beautiful,” he whispered to you resting his head on top of yours, “Sorry I woke you.”

“It’s okay,” you mumbled back, “Just- you weren’t there.”

Letting yourself fully relax against Karl you closed your eyes, allowing yourself to drift off to sleep as Karl continued with his stream, his twitch chat popping off with tons of messages about you.

Punz:

You and Punz haad been dating for a while, over a year now, and both your Twitch followings knew about your relationship. So it's normally not a surprise that if one of you was streaming the other one was likely to either make a cameo partway through or either join the stream whether that be in person or on their own pc.

Due to the fact the two of you were living together, this meant both of you had messed up sleep schedules and would stream at ridiculous hours.

Therefore, during one of Luke's middle of the night speedrunning streams, but now it was more like five in the morning, his twitch chat was just waiting for you to make your cameo and demand for cuddles like usual. Most people would think that's annoying for you to do that that', and some people had 'called you out' or sent hate in chat or via donations for it to which your boyfriend quickly shut them down saying that was how you showed your affection and that he was okay with it.

Now you had pulled a practically full all-nighter, sat editing different videos for your youtube channel. Usually, you would send the footage off to your editor, however, you wanted to edit a few yourself for a change. Saving the files you were working on you decided to call it a night, or now morning, and head to find where your boyfriend was, a can of mango loco monster in your hand.

(Mango Loco, Pipeline punch, Monarch, and original are the best flavours. White monster is the worst, fight me.)

After not finding him asleep in your shared bedroom, you headed to his streaming room to find him live and failing at speedrunning.

"Maybe you should play the dream speedrunning music, then maybe you'd actually do well," you joked walking over to him and resting against the back of his chair. Your arms dangled over the top of it as you reached them together to hug Luke, "Whatcha doing?"

"Failing at speedrunning according to you."

Punz looked up at you, a mock glare on his face.

Pressing a kiss to his forehead, you untangled yourself around him, placing your can of monster on his desk.

"Up," you began, moving away from him slightly, "I want a hug."

Luke groaned out in mock distaste before pushing himself out of his chair and stepping forward to give you a hug. He wrapped his arms around your torso, pulling you into him as he buried his face in your neck. Your arms came up to wrap around his shoulders as the two of you stood there for a while, beginning to sway slightly before you pulled away and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

Quickly detaching from him, you slipped past and plopped yourself in his chair before making grabby hands towards him, Punz instantly knowing what you wanted.

"I'm not sitting on your lap."

"Sit on my lap, bitch," you retorted back, a grin on your face, "I want cuddles."

Punz paused momentarily, "You can have cuddles if you sit on my lap."

Locking eyes with Luke, you knew that you wouldn't win this. Now if he had been slightly intoxicated like he was during pummel party then he would've sat on your lap without arguing but right now, there was no point.

Begrudgingly getting out of his chair, you wrapped your arms around him, as he awkwardly shuffled around you into his seat, pulling you down into his lap so you were sat sideways, your head resting against his chest/collar bone. This way you could fully snuggle into him whilst still being able to see his computer screens.

Pressing a kiss to your forehead, Punz let his eyes flit over to his Twitch chat, "Mom and dad are fighting again?"

"Yeah mum," you said laughing against Luke as he shook his head at you before returning to streaming.

Quackity:

It was late at night and Quackity was doing a stream on his alt account. He asked you about it beforehand, checking you were okay with him doing an overnight stream, to which you were.

You were more comfortable appearing on his alt account due to the lower viewer count and the fact that his main account streams were a lot more chaotic.

You had ended up sat with him, just out of the camera frame, but twitch chat knowing you were there as occasionally a body part would appear.

Playing Minecraft on your Nintendo switch you had begun to feel your eyes start to close, sleep beginning to seep into you.

Making the decision to try and stay awake a bit longer, you turned your switch off and pushing yourself closer to Alex, now within the camera frame.

"Hey," Quackity whispered to you after he noticed you were now sat in view of the camera.

"Hey," you whispered back feeling Qauckity attempt to grab your hand without making it obvious. Even if he held it now, you knew he'd have to steal it back to continue playing the game.

"You tired?"

"A little bit. Gonna stay with you though."

Alex nodded in response, squeezing your hand once and giving you a soft smile before letting go and placing it back on his keyboard.

"Chat, my partner is going to sit with us for a bit."

Quackity paused after a moment before laughing.

"No chat, I'm not a simp shut up!"

His face, however, told a different story, especially after he looked back at you, a smile gracing his lips.

Quackity continued playing his game, you occasionally chiming in and responding to an occasional message or donation you happened to read.

Allowing yourself to rest, you laid your head on your boyfriend's shoulder, letting your body fall asleep listening to Alex talk to his twitch chat. He was now watching how he moved to stop himself from waking you before he called it a night and took the two of you off to bed.

As you felt yourself being placed down onto something soft you woke, slightly panicking at the change in surroundings as Alex reassured a sleepy you that you were just going to bed. Climbing to bed himself, he allowed you to cuddle into him as he wrapped his arms around you.

Sapnap:

You and Sapnap were both invited by Mr Beast to film and subsequently ended up staying with Karl.

The two of you had started dating around nine months ago, Dream introducing you both to the other, you both having known Dream for years but never interacting.

The Florida man pushed the two of you to open up and talk about your feelings which later led to the both of you jumping at the chance to live with each other, even if it meant living with your friend.

Now after knowing Karl for months, the two of you didn't hesitate about going to see him whilst making sure you were staying safe during the pandemic.

During one of the later streams, you were tired after spending the day running around an abandoned hospital and hiding from Jimmy and then later Chris and then Karl. Managing to be one of the last standing, it meant you were on your feet the entire day, with the exception of when you hid in the ceiling. You ended up coming second after Jimmy announced you and Sapnap had to move around the hospital as you had been hiding for more than eight hours, and everyone was getting tired.

This led to now, where you were curled up on the chair Karl had given you, a blanket wrapped around you as you tried your best to keep your eyes open and pay attention to the stream on Karls account.

Your chair was scooched as close to Sapnap's as you could get, your head resting on your boyfriend's shoulder. His hand left his lap and intertwined with yours, his thumb stroking across the back of it.

Trying your best to remain awake, you ended up zoning out from the stream and your environment, your eyes starting to droop close and your breathing starting to slow.

He will come up behind you at random times and latch onto you like a koala and will refuse to let you go. He will occasionally do this on stream as well.

B = Before (What were they like before they asked you out?)

Sapnap always used to blush around you, and would occasionally stutter when you'd ask him something because he'd usually get caught staring at you. He would always make sure to include you in conversations or would make plans with you or include you in any group plans that you could join.

But god help him if he got caught stuttering and blushing in front of Dream because then the older man wouldn't stop teasing him for it. He did offer Sapnap advice on how to act around so he was less nervous around you. Dream also gave him some advice on how to ask you out which he may or may not have used later on.

C = Cuddle (how do they cuddle?)

Sapnap is either being cuddled and partially laying on top of you, or you're trapped in his arms and you can't move as he spoons you.

He loves to just wrap himself in your arms as you run your hand through his hair. There's just something about it that makes him feel so safe and loved, that it's now become his new favourite way to cuddle you. He'll lay his head down either on your chest so you can access his head better to give him head, and the occasional beard scratches. He just melts under your touch and sinks into you. Sap will also wrap his arms around you without making it too uncomfortable for his arms to go dead but enough so that he can still hold you.

Other times, he'll pull you into him and just cling onto you like a koala. Sap will have one arm under your neck, and the other around your waist, pulling you into him. However, sometimes he'll make you face him so that he can see your smile and whisper you endless compliments as his arms wrap protectively around you.

D = Dreams (Do they picture their future with you? If so, is there anything specific they want?)

Sapnap has pictured a future with you many times. He loves you so much that he never wants to leave you and can't imagine anyone else being in his life. With the exception of George and Dream, because who doesn't want those two in their lives.

E = Everything (You are my ___ e.g. my life, my world…?)

You are my ender dragon.

Call him cringe but because the ender dragon is like the end game boss and that's one of the goals of Minecraft, he's pictured it as his end. You are the final thing he wants in life. I mean, there are a few things he does want but that's behind the point. You are his finale and he couldn't see it any other way.

F = Feelings (How did they know they were in love?)

He didn't. Not at least until Dream points it out to him fully that Sapnap need to stop being a wimp and confess his feelings to you before he misses his chance.

This caused Sapnap to take a full step back and actually realise that he had feelings for you. After spending many days over thinking and reassurance from Dream about feelings and such, he finally came to terms with the fact that he was probably in love.

G = Gifts (How do they feel about gift giving? What are their habits when it comes to this?)

Sapnap likes to give you gifts. He pays attention to what your interests are and will listen when you ramble about it. From these conversations, he'll store you're favourite character or thing about it and will hunt down any items or merchandise from that for you.

If both of you are into the same thing and he can get hoodies to do with it, he'll buy two of them in a larger size so he can wear both and let them smell like him for you or will make you wear them first.

It became a regular thing where once every week or two he would gently throw a parcel at you that contains the new thing he got you. This has sometimes led to you trying to convince him to stop spending money on you but because Dream hasn't started making him pay rent he has a bit extra left to splurge on you, and himself of course.

H = Holding Hands (How do they like to hold hands? Is there any time they’re against it?)

If the option to hug you isn't available, Sapnap will latch onto your nearest hand. He doesn't care how he holds it, just that he gets to hold your hand.

A lot of the time he will thread his fingers between yours and rub his thumb across the back of your hand, but he's not opposed to holding your hand any other way.

I = Injury (How would they act if you got hurt?)

He goes into full-on panic mode whenever you get injured.

It doesn't matter to him if it's just a small paper cut or a broken bone, he will become a mother hen. The first aid kit is always stocked with anything you could potentially need and he always makes sure to buy plasters every time you go shopping for groceries. And god forbid you end up in the hospital, he is panicking out of his mind.

If you have periods, he will check on you at least four times each day to see if you need or want anything because he doesn't want you to be in pain, especially after he learnt that period cramps were smaller versions of contractions that would happen during labour. Oh boy does he make sure you're okay.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous easily? How do they show it?)

Spanap? Jealous?

You'd be lying to yourself if you said he wasn't.

It mainly comes with the fact your attention gets stolen by Patches a lot of the time and it ends up becoming petty jealousy because of that.

If he's jealous that someone else has your attention he will either come up to you and wrap his arms around you from behind whilst letting you continue with your conversation or if you're sat down he'll sit next to you if possible and will hold your hand.

Unless it's Punz to which it's on sight. He will jokingly pick you up and move you away the first time or will glare at him.

K = Kiss (Do they exchange kisses often? Where do they like to kiss?)

Sapnap's second favourite thing to do is kiss you. His first is cuddles and the third... Well, I'll leave that up to your imagination.

He will leave kisses all over your face and jaw in the morning whilst refusing to let you out of his arms. Let him simp in peace okay. He just wants to appreciate you and maybe start something, but anyways.

Sap likes to kiss you a lot. Forehead kisses are a must and so are cheek kisses, and neck kisses, and sweet quick kisses, and kisses where he attempts to pour all his feelings into them, and kisses to piss off Dream, and kisses to just kiss you.

L = Love Confession (How would they confess their feelings?)

Sapnap just blurted it out when he picked you up from the airport when you moved to come and live with him. The feeling that went through him as he finally got to hold you in his arms just caused him to vomit out his feelings towards you.

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

His favourite memory was when Dream took him to the airport to pick you up.

You were finally moving in with Sapnap (and Dream, unfortunately) as the two of you were in a long-distance relationship and we're finally getting the chance to live together. As the two of you hadn't seen each other in months Sapnap was practically bouncing off the walls in excitement.

As he was standing outside the car Dream was sitting in waiting for you to arrive he was staring at the lifts which you were going to be coming out of any second. He turned around momentarily to speak to Dream before looking back to see you walking towards him.

He sprinted towards you before pulling you into his arms, finally getting to hold you for the first time in months. It was also the first time he said 'I love you' because at that moment nothing else mattered but you.

N = Nicknames (What do they call their partner?)

Darling. Babe. Baby. Or a shortened version of your name/streamer alias if possible.

He's a typical southern man or a chad. There is no in-between when it comes to nicknames from him. He'll simp for you but use the most basic pet names because it's Sapnap.

O = Orange (What colour do they associate with you?)

Yellow.

For some reason, unbeknownst to him, you seem happy and excited over things (even if you aren't). Even on a no bones day, you somehow manage to make it positive and brighten up his day if he doesn't feel the best.

You've always had that ability to make him smile as you walk into the room, to make him feel warm and fuzzy inside.

P = PDA (Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?)

In front of Dream, Sapnap gives no shits. He will be constantly pulling you into his arms or having a hand on you at any moment possible. If the three of you are in the kitchen he will come up behind you and wrap his arms around you, leaning his head on his shoulder causing Dream to just roll his eyes. Sometimes Sap will take it further and start pressing kisses against your neck and on the side of your head to which Dream will do one of four things. He'll either a, flat out ignore it, b, make a sarcastic comment or tell you to get a room, c, will make fake retching noises, or d, if Patches is there he'll pick up the cat and scold the two of you for scarring her.

But, when the two of you went to go see Karl, he dialled down on the PDA not wanting to make the brunette too uncomfortable, and also because he was a bit shy of expressing his love for you in front of him. However, Karl honestly gave no shits and would just join the two of you in your cuddle sessions (with consent of course).

However, on camera, Sapnap becomes very shy and doesn't like to show a lot of PDA. This is partly because some of his so-called fans hate the fact that he's with you and that you get a ton of backlash whenever the two of you are affectionate on stream together. But he will of course hug you on stream and maybe place a kiss on your hand or face. But other than that he keeps it to the minimum.

Q = Quality time (How do they like to spend time with you?)

Videogames or cuddling. There is no in-between.

Sometimes the two of you will do both, you playing on your Nintendo switch sat leaning back against his chest whilst he's playing Minecraft or something else on his PC. His head will be resting on your shoulder and normally the two of you will be having full-on conversations. Occasionally one of you will pause in what you're doing and press a kiss to the others cheek, or Sapnap will pause and wrap his arms around you.

Cuddle sessions vary from time to time, but usually, it results in the two of you lounging in bed watching a new show or a few movies. At least one of you is known to fall asleep, and it's usually Sapnap from you running your hands through his hair and giving him beard scratches.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Sapnap tries to keep you in bed on a rainy day, and if you don't have a stream until later then he usually manages. This leads to you two binge-watching whatever the new show you started and making hot chocolate rather than coffee.

Sometimes Dream will attempt to join the two of you, specifically for the hot chocolate.

S = Smile (What makes them smile without fail?)

Getting to see you each day and then he's hit with the thought that you're his (as in partner, he doesn't own you or what you do and he's fully respectful of your choices). That always brings a smile to his face and also seeing you with Patches.

You just smiling and looking at him full of love just makes his heart swell in adoration for you.

T = Truth-telling (How do they tell their fans they are in a relationship? How do they act on camera with you?)

With the two of you both being content creators, you both knew that the internet can be a terrible place which was why you had told your fans yet.

Sapnap and you had gotten one of the many photos Dream had taken of the two of you and were planning on posting it on Sapnaps Instagram after the two of you had announced that you were together at the beginning of your stream.

It had taken the two of you a while to decide to tell your fans because the two of you were afraid of their responses, knowing what Twitter and stan culture could be like when their favourite person gets a significant other.

U = Understanding (How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?)

Sapnap believes that he knows you quite well. Well, at least the stuff you like and dislike, and what your favourite hoodie of his is, and your favourite outfit, and so on and so forth.

He's usually able to tell when you're getting stressed over something or when you're upset at something not going right, so he always tries to be there for you.

V = Vaquita (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

He wants another cat.

He sees the way you are with Patches, Dream's cat having both of your hearts and after having to leave his cats (and dog) behind in Texas, he was thinking about getting another one for a while.

W = Wild Card (A random headcanon?)

If you wake up after Sapnap, he will not let you move out of bed and will constantly say, "Five more minutes", rather than letting either of you get up. His arms will be wrapped tightly around you, even if he has his head laid on your chest. He will stop you from getting out of bed.

Usually, to escape his grasp, you have to pepper his face in kisses and promise to cuddle later with him. If you make it out of bed, he will follow behind you and latch onto your back like a koala if possible. He eventually lets go of you and allows the two of you to go about your day.

X = eXtra Time (Do they ever wish they had more time to spend with you?)

With the two of you both being twitch streamers and content creators, sometimes the days would pass by quickly and neither of you would get a chance to see the other a lot.

So of course Sapnap wished he had more time to spend with you. To be fair, it was only really you that was busy each day with editing the occasional video and sitting in recording sessions and then streaming regularly.

So yeah. Whilst you were busy streaming Minecraft, Sap would sit in your streaming room at the side to just sit with you and spend more time with you.

He is a simp that wants all of your time and attention.

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

This man is a simp and has thought many times about wanting to put a ring on your finger. He just wants to call you his forever and every time he thinks about his future you're always there with him.

He did bring it up to Dream once to see what his roommate thought about it. The blonde just told him to give it a year at least and that if he still wants to marry you then he should think about proposing.

Z = ZZzzzz (How heavy of a sleeper are they? How do they sleep?)

Sapnap now can't sleep without you. And if you leave his arms whilst he's sleeping he will wake up. This has fucked over his sleeping schedule so many times.

If he ends up staying up into the early hours of the morning and goes to bed late, when you get up in the morning so you can plan stuff for your own streams and attend your own meetings, he always ends up waking up with you.

Unlike him, you had a streaming schedule which meant you had to get up each day and get stuff done before streaming. Lots of times this has meant that you have ended up sitting at your desk with him either on your lap or in a chair next to you having a nap, or you bring your laptop back to bed with you so that Sapnap can sleep next to you.

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He could hear the cries of a cat, more specifically, his soulmates cat coming from under his bed. He had just run upstairs to grab the blue wig only to hear cooking fat (the cat), also known as Louis, meowing. Placing the wig down onto his bed, he knelt down to peer underneath only to see the cat.

Upon seeing Jack, Louis meowed for a final time before crawling out towards the man. Knowing he couldn’t leave the feline locked in here, he picked him up and took him back downstairs, not without the blue wig of course.

Moving back into frame, Jack sat down Cooking Fat on his lap as he dropped the wig onto his desk.

“Chat, I’ve got a cat now,” he began stroking it whilst reading chat, “It’s Y/n’s so I’m guessing they’ve lost him again.”

He continued with his stream until a donation from his soulmate was heard and he burst out laughing.