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#the things I want this man to do to me are illegal in some states

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this was for real one of my favorite days

remember when sam face revealed and he hung out on the dsmp for a good two hours first cos he was so nervous and people were streaming and asking when he was gonna go live and he was so unsure… and then he did and he had such a huge outpouring of support and the nickname “handsamdude” was born and that was such a cute day.

THAT WAS NOTHING LIKE THIS.

#immaculate vibes

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the internet really imploded in a single week 

imagine showing this screenshot to someone two years ago

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i think what a lot of people aren't getting right now is that it's never been about what he looks like, not really. people are going 'hah he's ugly' as some sort of gotcha, as if all 30 million of his subscribers were watching him just because they thought he was hot, but its never been about that. obviously it's nice to know what he looks like and being able to put a face to the voice, and honestly in my opinion he is pretty cute, but that doesn't change my opinion of him in the slightest. like what he looks like is entirely secondary to the freedom he now has, the fact that he is finally united with his best friends, he can go out and do so many things and see so many people and he is so much happier now he has the freedom to do that. that's what i'm excited for more than anything else!!!

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curious, mystical, wondrous time

a study of the real life facts of dreamwastaken

written by ro @nootnootfound, illustrated by me

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Haven’t written anything in a hot minute but all the face reveal hype has me daydreaming about a dream x oc fic where:

•Dream has already face revealed but they are a moderately popular faceless creator

•They go to Dream for advice and mentorship on whether or not to go public but meanwhile their emotional intimacy leads Dream to fall for them

• Super slow burn where they even go to a Dream meet and greet but don’t go up to see him. Only text him “Nice green pants, they match your eyes” and that leaves him scoping out the whole venue but they’re already gone

• They face reveal to him before anyone else and it’s this passionate, beautiful, sentimental moment where he melts for them

#dreamwastaken #fan fiction #face reveal #head cannon #idea

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Hellooooow can I request smth? <3

of course you can 💗

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hi friends sorry I have been on vacation for a bit! I have also gotten obsessed with only murders in the building for the…um…plot

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literally foaming at the mouth

#head full

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Let’s have some fun! I am writing a series fic and need a warm up 🥺

Various Dialogue Prompts

1. “I hope you know just how much I care about you.”

2. “You’re calm, that’s why I come here.”

3. “It’s okay, I’m here.”

4. “I thought bad things only happened to people who deserved it…”

5. “Welcome to the real world.”

6. “I’ll still be here.”

7. “Don’t worry about me.”

8. “I can take care of myself.”

9. “Who are they going to believe?”

10. “It’s my word against yours.”

#inbox pls #if you would be so kind

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And apparently dream is satan

I tune into Phil’s stream and he is comparing eret to Judas

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I tune into Phil’s stream and he is comparing eret to Judas

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why is this giving me vibes to write local bad boy will

to the tune of the song “I want you to want me”

Sam and Colby tweeted this clip from their video with George and Wilbur releasing this weekend!

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come get ya juice

#im in the mood for fruit punch

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RETWEET 

I MISS WILBUR!!!!

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Dumb Bitch Tryna Ask Other People To Write For Them?! What The Fuck Is Wrong With You? Cant Do It Yourself Bitch?! SMH

wow thank you so much for opening my eyes

you have made such a wonderful impact, not only on my writing, but on the ecosystem of the internet as a whole

rest easy tonight knowing all of the positive things you are doing for this world 😘🧡

#sarcasm

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hmmm...what would go into a part two? 🤨🤨🤨

Your New (Fake) Boyfriend|| Wilbur Soot x Reader

Blurb: When some jerk starts hitting on you at a coffee shop, you lean on Wilbur, the nearest kind looking face, for assistance. (a/n: catcalling)

“Could I have a medium cappa-” 

“OH MY GOD!” a voice cried out from outside the door to the coffee shop. You whipped your head around to see a tall, gangly blonde boy talking into a camera and walking into the coffee shop. He was accompanied by a statuesque, older boy with floppy brown hair and wireframe glasses. With them, was a fair-skinned older man who was shushing the blonde boy as they passed through the threshold. 

You turned back to the cashier, “Sorry- urm, medium cappuccino with oat milk, to go please?”

You paid and then moved aside to wait for your order as the raucous trio behind you moved up to the counter. 

You found a place to park yourself, listening to the sound of milk steamers and teapots go off in the kitchen while the rambunctious blonde boy was once again scolded by his companies for asking for ‘cum’ in his coffee. 

“looking good tday” the voice was low and grumbly, you nearly didn’t register it. “i said looking good today,” a rather rotund man took a step toward you. 

You looked up to see a pair of beady eyes peeking through from under a bushy set of eyebrows on a bright red face. 

You nodded in acknowledgment and went back to your phone.  

“Bitch,” he grumbled, taking a step toward you.

It was at this point you noticed that most of the other coffee shop patrons had made an effort to distance themselves from the episode. 

You started cussing in your head. He stepped toward you again, “y’know i’m a bitch tamer baby.” 

Your eyes flickered in front of you, landing on the tall older boy with the wireframe glasses. You silently wished for fortune and reached out a hand, grabbing at his elbow. He immediately looked down, startled at the gesture.  “Hey, baby, what time did we have to be at the train…babe?” Your words ran together in a nervous blunder. You looked up to catch his eyes, hoping he could see the worry and desperation in yours. It was then you realized how tall and and grand his presence was. 

The man behind you started murmuring things under your breath. Your eyes widened at the boy as your fingers gripped at his forearm. 

Through a miracle, he used his other arm to shuffle in towards him, between him and his other two friends. “I think a half an hour, but we should get there early…..sweetie.” The last was slow and coaxed out of his mouth in a way that made you want to laugh.

Hearing him speak to man must have convinced your unwanted caller that his attempts were futile, as the sulked into the corner of the room and stopped bothering you. 

When you felt sure that he was gone, you sighed deeply, “I’m so sorry,” you started, “I didn’t want to bother you, I didn’t mean to-” 

“It’s alright,” his voice started calmly, “glad I could help.”

“Thank you,” you smiled up at him and was glad to see him sharing the expression, looking at your with kind eyes. 

“Do you want to have your coffee with us? You can stay if you’d like.” 

“Oh no, I shouldn’t, but thank you.” You then realized you were still holding onto his wrist, “Oh, sorry,” you let go. “Is that,” you bit at your lip, “is that normal? Sorry again, I just moved here.” 

He shook his head, “It’s not, proper weird actually. Sorry if you just arrived, that’s not normal.”

You nodded, feeling somewhat reassured that your new friend quelled some of your nerves. 

“Where are you from?” he asked curiously, “I’m Will by the way.” 

“I’m Y/N. I’m from the States, just moved in down the road.”

The rude man stepped up to get his coffee order from the counter, eyeing you and Will closely. You responded but shuffling in closer to Will, to the point where there was nearly no space between your chests. 

“Will?” you mewed.

He looked down at your sweetly, “yes.” 

“Can you walk me to my door? It’s just down the block.” 

“Of course, I will.” 

As Will escorted you out of the coffee shop and down the street, you kept your eyes glued to the floor in some parts fear and some parts embarrassment. Will hovered close to you, trying to keep a respectful but protective presence. He opened the door for you and you smiled up at him as you walked through it. 

When you both were out of earshot, Tommy looked at Phil and spoke with his mouth full of croissant, “why’d will look like a tomato?”

Phil chuckled, “I’ll tell you when you’re older.” 

#what would go into a part two? #inbox me your ideas boo