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here's my bingo sheet for the event :P
May 19, 2025 at 9:29 PM
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based off this little idea i had
March 9, 2025 at 5:05 AM
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i just drew the dumbest dzb sketch and it's making me cry laughing, i was going to refine it but 😭 i just cannot stop laughing looking at it
March 9, 2025 at 5:04 AM
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just posted a g30rg3/t0ny fic!
archiveofourown.org/works/63491473
Tony Method aturtlesheart Summary: "I can't believe you caught more fish than me." He says lowly, preserving the careful quiet of their AirBnB. George wiggles his toes slightly, "I'm just goated, what can I say?" Tony hums, "You only caught them because you used my method." "The Tony method," George recalls. He nods, "My method is the best." George's plush lip turns red beneath his teeth, "Yeah?" He whispers, voice dropping to a husky rasp, "What else is the Tony method good at?" Tony runs his tongue across his teeth, "More than just catching fish, that's for sure."
March 1, 2025 at 5:02 AM
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i just posted a short dr34mn4p fic with transgirl!dr34m
archiveofourown.org/works/63368947
Mature; No Archive Warnings Apply; F/M, Video Blogging RPF; Clay | Dream/Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF); Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sapanp (Video Blogging RPF); Trans Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), She/Her Pronouns for Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Massages, Nudity, No Smut; English Published: 2025-02-24 Words: 1,330 Chapters: 1/1, Hits: 0 shimmer down aturtlesheart Summary: Dream has her head propped on her arms, back bare, and her messy ponytail barely keeping her hair away. Sapnap's hands trace her scar as he kisses between her shoulder blades. "My beautiful girl. I can't believe you're mine." He whispers into her flushed skin. He settles between her thighs. Squeezing some lotion on his hand, he kisses her back as he warms it - Dream's boobs are sore and his boyfriend, Sapnap, rubs shimmery lotion on them to make her feel better.
February 24, 2025 at 6:45 PM
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new chapter of my g30rgenap fic is now live!!
archiveofourown.org/works/623031...
Chapter 2: Stopper Summary: Sapnap grabs his hips, “Wanna know what I want for my birthday?” George’s body sparks, “Three more inches?” Dream’s laugh has Sapnap pulling away. Sapnap rolls his eyes, “I was going to say, to beat George in a match. But sure, make a short joke on my birthday.” George smirks, “I never said it was for your height.” Then he shrieks, sprinting to the other side of the court to evade Sapnap’s retaliation. Sapnap catches him easily, spinning him around and slapping his ass so sharply George is sure it echoes off the trees
February 10, 2025 at 6:54 AM
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shared what i had of an old cowboy s4pn4p wip on tumblr so ill share it here too
Sapnap wipes sweat from his brow. The sun shines directly overhead, the air is dry and each step of his horse sends clouds of dust billowing on the ground. He licks his lips, trying to bring a little moisture back to them, but his canteen dried up hours ago. A shadow passes over him briefly as a flock of crows fly east. His horse neighs uneasy, swiveling his ears back and forth. Off in the distance, the farm hound lets off a warning bark. The horizon, blurry with heat, reveals little about the intrusion. With a sigh, Sapnap directs his horse towards the noise in a slow trot. The hound barks again, sharper this time. He readjusts his bandana and nudges his horse to go faster. By the time he gets to the scene, the dog’s barking has turned aggressive, identifying a threat. Sapnap halts his horse, dropping to the ground with his hand on his holster. The dog growls at a pile of square hay bales and Sapnap stalks around the back of them. As he rounds the corner, he pulls his gun out of its holster. He leaps around the corner and green eyes meet brown. A man, pale with the beginnings of a sunburn, sits mostly naked in a pile of straw. Sapnap’s heart races as he clicks the safety off, pointing the barrel between the man’ eyes. The man doesn’t look scared, instead his eyes leave Sapnap’s face, staring at the gun with a strange interest. Sapnap runs through the possibilities in his head: a drunk maybe, or worse, rabies. Whatever the reason for the man’s strange reaction, Sapnap needs him to leave. “What the hell are you doin’ out here?” He lowers his voice, and the dryness of his throat makes it gravely. “Why do you sound like that?” The man responds, voice light. He shifts and the large black feather draped across his lap slides off, leaving him fully nude. Sapnap’s finger tightens on the trigger as sweat drips down his back. “Answer my goddamn question or this bullet goes straight through your brain and I toss your body in with the pigs.” The man scoffs, “The pigs are my friends. Can you tell your dog to shut it? He’s hurting my head and I’m starting to feel dizzy.” The man’s eyes flutter, then droop as he lists to the side. The light pink dusting across his cheeks is a bright red now, but dry of any sweat. The man barely catches himself, but it’s clear he’s going to collapse again. He glances up at the farm house, tiny and doll-sized on the horizon. He can hear his mother’s voice in his head. “Shit,” he curses, “shit shit shit.” With a sharp whistle, he calls off the dog's aggression. He sends a quick prayer to his mama and wraps his shirt around the man’s waist. The man is total dead weight in his arms and it’s absolute hell trying to get him on the horse. The slow pace of his horse kicks up dust and the man’s breath turns wheezy. He urges his horse into a canter. The man looks over his shoulder, eyes glassy, “‘ve never rid’n a horse ‘fore.” Then his eyes slip closed and he goes limp on Sapnap’s shoulder.
January 31, 2025 at 8:24 PM
sapnapstummy.bsky.social
a little snippet of my d.n f (possible d n n) fic called Made Up of Us that i've been working on for 2 years
“What's been going on? I don't like seeing you like this, I want to help.” Dream lays his head on George's and intertwines their hands. “I don't know,” he whispers, “It feels like I’m going to wake up in London every time I close my eyes. I know it's dumb and it's been so long, but it won't stop. I'm-” his voice drops low, “I’m scared. I don't like feeling like this.” Dream squeezes their hands tight, “I’m here, George. I-” “I called Sapnap while you were gone.” He rushes out, like it's a dirty secret, like he did something he wasn't supposed to. “I almost wanted him to fly home. I do want him to fly home.” Dream’s eyes flash over to his nightstand drawer, then back over to George. “That’s okay, George. I know how much he means to you, to us. Is there anything I can do to help?” [there is another line of text that has been redacted with a black bar]
January 26, 2025 at 4:56 AM
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new fic :•] (a veryyyy late secret santa)
archiveofourown.org/works/62303104
January 18, 2025 at 5:48 AM
sapnapstummy.bsky.social
(late) fic for dn4p week is posted !!
archiveofourown.org/works/61499116
our bodies meet by aturtlesheart no archive warnings apply, m/m, video blogging rpf clay dream/sapnap, dnapweek24, dnapweek24_d4, body swap, a little horny, no smut, domestic dreamnap, established relationship, established dream/sapnap, kissing, massages, tickling, ler!sapnap, lee!dream, tickling is not the most prominent part of this fic please don't let it scare you, rated mature for sexy touching, but not super explicit Summary: A flash lightning storm causes Dream and Sapnap to move the Fusion rig, but when their hands touch as lightning cracks they find themselves in each others bodies. Naturally they take care of each other's aches and pains. DreamNap Week Day 4: Body Swap Language: English Words: 3,505 Chapters: 1/1
December 21, 2024 at 12:55 AM
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yahoo
A few minutes later, his door creaks open again. Vaguely he recalls that George had only swung it around and hadn’t latched it, which normally annoys him, but he’ll let it slide this time. Sapnap peaks in, rolling his eyes when he sees his sleeping figure on the bed. “Can I come in?” At least someone has the decency to ask, “Sure.” Dream shrugs, watching with conscious attention as Sapnap crawls over George to wedge himself between him and the wall. The process knocks a few pillows onto the floor, but neither of them move to pick them up. Sapnap snuggles against George’s back, arm thrown over his waist, and his head nuzzling into George’s neck. George barely reacts, a mix of how deep a sleeper he normally is and the familiarity of the action, Dream assumes. It never would’ve raised any flags before, but the way Sapnap’s hands slide under George’s shirt and their legs tangle together, makes Dream’s face flush.
November 17, 2024 at 8:38 PM
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??? i just found a bunch of notes app snippets i sent to myself via email 😭 here's a k4rln4p one (☠️) with trans!s4p during the first meet up
It feels humiliating, sitting there half turned on and stuck in his binder on Karl's guest bed. He shifts again, resisting the urge to grind down against the mattress. Taking a few deep breaths, he gathers his strength and tucks his thumbs under his binder, finally removing it all the way. He runs his fingers over the deep red marks left behind on his skin, temporary scars and tenderness. He closes his eyes, willing the wetness in them away and stands to take his pants off too. As he stands on wobbly legs, Karl's voice rings through the door. "Oh Sappy Nappy." The door handle starts to rattle, and his heart jumps to his throat. "No! Don't come in," his voice comes out high pitched, and he cringes. "Awww, are you naked in there? Open up, I want to see." Karl sounds lighthearted, whining through the door, but he doesn't rattle the handle again. "But seriously, do you want to watch Death Note with me?" Sapnap casts a tired glance at the binder laying wrinkled on the floor. He thinks about it, leaving the binder on the floor and just tossing on a hoodie, letting Karl figure it out when they inevitably cuddle on the couch. There's a queasy feeling in his stomach at the thought, and he doesn't have enough time to figure it out. Sapnap casts a tired glance at the binder laying wrinkled on the floor. He thinks about it, leaving the binder on the floor and just tossing on a hoodie, letting Karl figure it out when they inevitably cuddle on the couch. There's a queasy feeling in his stomach at the thought, and he doesn't have enough time to figure it out. Instead he let's out a tired sigh and yells out again, "Not tonight, Karl." He regrets it the moment he says it, especially when Karl let's out a quiet 'oh!' He scrambles to make it up to him. "But definitely tomorrow." He pushes more enthusiasm in his voice, hoping it doesn't sound overly forced. Karl let's out a whoop and wishes him goodnight; the moment the hallway goes silent, Sapnap let's out a breath. He finishes undressing and getting into sleep clothes. He leaves the light off in the bathroom as he brushes his teeth. The light from the bedroom casts stark shadows across the bathroom; his reflection feels like a uncanny copy, slightly wrong, but close enough to be recognizable. Dull pink lines replace the angry red on his shoulders, and the harsh red mark under his eye makes him peel his eyes away. The cool sheets beneath him feel like relief. A shaky breath makes its way out of his lungs.
November 5, 2024 at 12:36 PM
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freaky fic is up! mind the tags but it's not as scary as it seems (i hope) i hope you enjoy some angsty dreamnap >:]
November 4, 2024 at 5:22 AM
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a snippet of the freaky fic (which is hopefully 🤞 getting posted TODAY) sorry for the poor cropping 🥲
"He's a little embarrassed it took so long for him to get it. Dream won't ever be his. Dream is George's. In moments he has Dream, he's just on borrowed time. Pressure builds behind his eyes and he turns away. His lungs burn like the oxygen has been sucked out of the room. He takes a step, and his breath stutters. He takes another. “Nick?” A warm hand grabs his wrist, but he doesn't turn around. “Go back to sleep, Dream.” He whispers, and he prays Dream doesn't hear it as a plea. The hand on his wrist squeezes tighter, “what's wrong?” His thumb drags back and forth, sending shivers up Sapnap’s arm. “Nothing. I made dinner, but you're sleeping. So don't worry about it.” He still doesn't turn around, even as Dream tugs on him. He's frozen in place, the hand on his wrist feeling more like a shackle with every passing second. Dream pulls harder, “you're upset.” He shakes his head knowing his voice will betray the tears in his eyes. His heart aches as he pulls out of Dream’s grasp. He doesn't take a breath until Dream’s door is shut and latched behind him."
November 2, 2024 at 1:34 PM
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posting my pride and joy as my first post :] mind the tags and i hope you enjoy
t.co/bGB2FnzNFN
October 17, 2024 at 1:24 AM