#Tommyinnit headcanons

[shubblelive]

— FRIENDLY COMPETITION

summary : you and tommy have been dating for months, and there's a million things you love about him. however, you're usually not doing that in front of your entire audience. but after a surprising mcc debut, what's one more good thing?

genre : fluff

warnings: mentions of reader breaking a bone as a kid

pairing : cc!tommyinnit x fem!cc!reader

pronouns : she/her, reader is tommy's girlfriend

featuring : cc!tommyinnit, cc!philza (mentioned), cc!smajor (mentioned), cc!shubble (mentioned), cc!orionsound (mentioned)

request : I was wondering if you could do a fic where y/n (with fem pronouns) is a streamer and wins her fist mcc and when she wins Tommy comes into her room and is so excited that she won that forgets they hadnt told the internet they were dating and kisses her <3

word count : 1.1k

note : i love writing for tommy so much but unfortunately i don't get a lot of ideas, so whenever i get reqs for him i get super excited. for context, i wrote this around mcc 26 because it's my favourite (i KNOW it's almost a year old at this point, like i said it's my favourite). reader replaces fruitberries on the violet vampires team, he won that mcc with phil, oli and shelby, so you can probably tell why it's my favourite lmao but also i feel like tommy would call you girlfriend in place of a petname, i think it's cute. i hope you enjoy angel <333

When you were six, you broke your wrist. You and a group of your classmates had been out at lunch in the playground, engaged in an intense monkey bars contest when you fell. You didn’t remember much, the ambulance ride to A&E, maybe. Being comforted in your hospital bed as you awaited X-ray results with cuddles and cookies, definitely. Not a lot of pain, not a lot of suffering. You never got back on the monkey bars after that though. Competing with the other kids just felt like a bad idea after that. You learned to run your own race, and you’d been living like that for over a decade.

Your left hand twinged, aching slightly. Maybe it was that the bones never realigned on your wrist, but it was most likely due to the intense keyboard-pressing you’d been doing for the last five hours. You weren’t big on MCC, you were a builder rather than a combative player, and that suited you just fine. You tuned in once a month, sure, but that was mainly to support. You and Tommy had been dating for eight whole MCCs now, and he’d been the one to encourage you to apply. 

Your shooting skills were… fine. You knew how to play the game, of course, you’d been playing it for over half your life. You just didn’t do much of it recently, hence the two hour practice you’d taken before the start of the event. The first game had been Parkour Warrior, which happened to be your best. The early confidence boost (combined with the encouraging messages you and Tommy had been exchanging on Discord between each event, unbeknownst to your chats) had helped you - you’d come in second overall. But by the fifth game your team wasn’t even in the top 5. You were nervous, worried about letting your team down but, as Phil rightfully pointed out you had “did the best out of all of us, dude.” You’d been really lucky with your team. Everyone on it was someone you knew at least vaguely. You’d spoken to Phil a bunch since starting your relationship with Tommy, and he’d been a big help. Shelby and Oli, your other two teammates were both complete sweethearts and you’d loosened up massively since the beginning of the event. 

Things picked up after SkyBattle, and no one in your chat even noticed when you and Tommy took breaks at the same time (two waterbottle refills and a reassuring kiss that had you on your A-Game for the last hour and a half of the event). 

And then came DodgeBolt. 

Your shooting skills were fine. Truly, but your entire team getting killed in less than five minutes leaving you and Scott in the arena alone. You were silent, focusing too hard on not dying to even think about addressing your chat. Phil was murmuring encouragement into the VC that you were actively tuning out in an attempt to concentrate. Tommy was sitting at his desk three rooms away, quiet as a mouse. He hadn’t moved in so long that his chat had started spamming lag. He had been trying not to be too obvious about it, but it was you versus the manager of the event engaged in a 1v1 for your first time in the contest. Your hand was cramping and you were biting the inside of your cheek so hard it was painful, but you had an arrow and a shot. Scott had an arrow as well, and you knew that if you left it any longer he’d get you, so you let your instincts take over and let it go. 

VIOLET VAMPIRES TAKE THE CROWN!

Shelby was screaming in the VC before you could comprehend what had just happened, and before you could even move arms were around you. Your office door had swung open as your golden retriever of a boyfriend all but lifted you out of your chair, pressing a proud kiss to your lips. 

“Oh my god,” you murmured, face hidden in the blue fabric of his shirt. “I won?”

“You won!” Tommy was yelling, grin taking over his face.

You let out a squeal of delight as you kissed the corner of his mouth in return, your temple being peppered with supportive kisses. “I won! Chat, oh my god-” You turned back towards your stream and were suddenly struck with the fact that you were, in fact, broadcasting this live. “Chat. Oh my god.”

Tommy was suddenly very still. You did a double take between your monitor, chat zipping past so fast it was making your head spin, and your boyfriend. You had about three seconds to make a move before it was awkward and you already knew that the cat was out of the bag. You’d be trending on twitter within an hour if you weren’t already. 

“Chat, I won!” You turned back to Tommy, wrapping your arms around his neck. Tommy was stiff, but you pressed a kiss to his jawline, right below his ear, out of frame of your camera. “We’re okay, boyfriend,” your voice was soft as you held him, his hands coming up on your back, squeezing you tightly. 

That snapped him out of it, and suddenly the two of you were back to screaming. “I’m so proud of you,” you were swaying on the spot, you gazing past his arm to your monitor, evidence of your win right there on your screen.

“I love you,” he kissed your hairline. “Girlfriend.”

He had to get back to his chat eventually and you needed to get back in the VC with the rest of your team members, exchanging congratulations. You hung around on the server for another twenty minutes before excusing yourself and finishing up the stream. You and Tommy had both silently agreed to not address what had happened and you reconvened in the hallway half an hour after the end of the event. Sitting on the sofa, you pulled out your phone and were immediately introduced to the downside of having a famous boyfriend. His full weight was put on your, your phone slipping out of your grasp and between the couch cushions. He mumbled into your neck. “No twitter. Don’t care.”

Your hands delved into his curls as he closed his eyes. “But-”

He lifted his head off your chest to glare at you and you missed the weight. “Fine. But you’re ordering me dinner after my spectacular win.”

He laughed, rumble of his chest spreading warmly throughout your entire body. “You don’t even need your phone, see. You’ve got me, and don’t worry, yes I called the papers to tell them how well you did. Being a girlfriend gets you perks.”

“Being a boyfriend gets you perks, too.” You point out.

Tommy lifted his head again, only slightly, eyebrows raised. You kissed him one more time and he nodded, content. “I think maybe I win, actually.”

#tommay tommyinnit fluff #tommyinnit x y/n #tommyinnit imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit headcanons #tommyinnit x reader fluff #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit fanfic #tommyinnit fluff

[b0r3dtod3ath]

Okay okay so, rebound hits faster then a kickball and my mcyt phase has risen again. And for one I love your writing ❤. Can I request some headcannons for big man Tommy, maybe some dating ones or like him having a crush. Idk I'm just a lily ol anon. Thank you in advance, stay healthy and have a good day/night 🙃

-his love language is physical touch so you always have to be touching eachother: knees touching, his head on your shoulder, fingers intertwined

-he’s so soft and caring off camera, don’t get me wrong he still is lovely on camera just a bit more chaotic,

-couldn't keep you a secret because he has to brag about you to everyone, 

-he constantly calls you his "lover" but makes sure that you know that to him you are more than that and not just his partner,

-he announced that you are together in one of his vlogs,

-since then you sometimes appear in his streams: sometimes to just sit there in a room with him and sometimes to play a game together; the chat loves you,

-obv a few people were sending hate towards you just because you are his lover; no matter if you have been affected by those rude comments or not he will address it and make a quick serious section of the stream,

-10 million compilations: “tommy being in love with y/n”, “tommyinnit being a simp”,

-also you randomly became his roomate,

-i feel like one in a while he will go all out and maybe take you to a fancy restaurant,

-but you two love casual dates like going out for a coffee or some ice cream- just the two of you,

-if he’s tired he will randomly fall asleep on you; he will just put his head on your shoulder and bam 3 minutes and he’s gone,

ty for the request!! sorry it took so long ://

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#writers on tumblr #fan fic writing #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit #tommyinnit imagines #tommyinnit imagine #tommyinnit headcanon #tommyinnit headcanons

[r0tten-ruzt]

Random hc/part of my own au because I haven't been posting

Ooc because au and shet

Tommy is originally from Germany. He was found on the streets by techno and wilbur. Who brought him home.

He also can speak Arabic. For years, he had a huge desire to impress people and craved any form of approval or praise. So he decided to learn another language as a way to impress them, and something like Arabic, which was pretty difficult for him to learn. But he learned a pretty good amount. It came in use during exile to hide things from dream or swear him out without him catching on.

#its so stupid #dsmp #cwilbur #ctommy #ctechno #crimeboys #bedrock bros #myct #dsmp headcanon #headcanon #tommyinnit #dsmp tommy #tommy innit #tommyinnit headcanons #hcs #also he's intersex

[artemis-moon101]

😶 with c!tommy for the headcannon ask game

He’s mostly human, but he does have avian and demon traits. The demon traits come from very distant genes in Phil’s family line, activated by Kristin’s godly genes.

He has the typical red demon horns and tail, but the tail has fluffy off-white feathers at the base. He also had small fluffy white wings.

When he joined the server, dream repeatedly clipped his wings, which really didn’t change anything since Tommy couldn’t even fly or glide anyway. It served only to show to Tommy that dream had control over him. Each clipping dream got more reckless, hurting him more, to show that he didn’t really care about Tommy’s well being. Dream also just ripped out random feathers as a “punishment” whenever he got mad, even if it wasn’t at Tommy.

In exile, he cut the wings off. Not just the feathers, the whole bone structure. Tommy refuses to talk about this, and gets angry whenever people mention his wings. He usually just tells them that he didn’t want to cut holes in his sweater, or “mind your own fucking business bitch”

@thinkingaboutctommy I think you’ll like this too :]

Ask game

#Tommyinnit #c!Dream #c!tommy #c!tommyinnit #tommyinnit headcanons #c!tommy headcanons #headcanon #dsmp headcanon #c!dream neg #dream neg #child abuse tw #child abuse cw #Dsmp #Dream SMP #tommy dsmp

[thequackcity]

♟ cviceduo!

♟ board games/arts and crafts

i really love the headcanon that tommy enjoys painting. during the elections, tommy was the one who made the propaganda posters for the POG party- they werent very good but they were difficult to forget

quackity is very encouraging towards tommy's passion for art. on tommy's birthday, quackity gives him an expensive set of paints and tells him that he can create a mural on the wall of the tubburger. at first tommy just paints some silly things across the wall but eventually he gets really into the project and ends up painting a sunrise. its not professional quality but its special and different and smth only tommy could make. quackity loves it and insists that tommy pose for a picture in front of the mural

#dsmp headcanons #viceduo #tommyinnit headcanons #quackity headcanons #dsmpblr #posts by me #THIS WAS FUN!!!

[peacheskoo]

Last minute ice cream bros drawing before spring break is over Big L

#dsmp #mcyt #tommyinnit #technoblade #wilbur soot #fanart #bedrock bros #crime bois #twin duo #I headcanon them all having brown hair they just dye it #also c!tommy is short #that’s all

[poraphia]

“PDA: Public Displays of Affection”

pairing • secret relationship!wilbur x reader 1448 words • 9.1.23 containing • secret relationship, sorry boys production, immense affection my masterlist ~! ღ mrs. mania ღ on Tumblr

“We’re about to film a new Sorry video. Want to give me a good luck kiss first?”

♡♡♡

There’s one thing about Tom Simons that everybody knows the moment you click on one of his videos.

Some viewers may find him annoying at first,

And frankly, it’s not like he’s wrong.

After Wilbur and I started dating we came to an agreement to keep our relationship a secret. There were a multitude of reasons for this. For one, we wanted to enjoy the relationship for ourselves and because of Wilbur’s music and streaming career, it would have been impossible to relish in such when there are hundreds of thousands of eyes on you. This leads to our next reason. Most of Wilbur’s friends are streamers, vloggers, gamers, you name it. That being said, most of the time we find cameras on us already. So, in order to keep up with our special secret, we tell our friends that we’re not dating so that it’s a much easier job keeping it on the down low.

So what happens when a younger boy who considers himself Wilbur’s brother constantly sees a woman constantly with Wilbur? Well, you’ll see for yourself.

I’m known to be Wilbur’s co-filmer and editor in his fanbase, meaning that even if we weren’t dating, I had to be constantly around him to help out with video planning and creating a digital diary as he was on tour. This week his friends were all coming to Brighton to shoot Chapter 2 for their Sorry! improv group.

It was the morning of, and I was met by the familiar, warming embrace of his arms slithering around my body. I scoot back a little bit, feeling his heartbeat steadily beat against my back. “Hey, are you awake?” He groggled out in a raspy morning face. I hummed in response, taking one of his hands to kiss the center of his palm. He pulled me closer to his chest as the fabric beneath us crinkled.

“I’m so sleepy…” I mumbled. With his hand, Wilbur smoothed my cheek, caressing my skin. I melted in his touch.

“I know, but we have to get up soon, darling,” He whispered. Gently, with his arm still wrapped around me, he sat us up in the bed. The morning sun peaked through the slightly open blinds, decorating our skin with streaks of light. He buried his face into the crook of my neck as the drowsiness slowly drained from me. His arms kept firmly around my torso, holding me as close as he could. Once we felt ready to get out of bed, we walked into the kitchen as I prepared a quick breakfast for the both of us.

“Do you want strawberry parfait for breakfast, my love?” I asked, looking inside the fridge.

“Yes, please.” He smiled. I nodded before grabbing the container of syrupy strawberries and Greek yogurt. Wilbur went inside the pantry to find the box of graham crackers. After he finished crushing them, he noticed me standing on my tippy toes to reach for the two glasses on the highest shelf. With a cheeky smirk, he walked behind me and lifted me up by the waist, earning a slight eep of surprise. Nonetheless, I was able to reach the glasses before he placed me back down with my feet touching the cold tile floor. I turned around, awarding him with a quick peck on the chin, before continuing on making our breakfast.

Sometimes, it was painful keeping this a secret, but I think it’s what makes moments like these more special.

Once we finished our breakfast and got dressed, we met up with the rest of the guys at a park in Brighton. Today’s film idea was to run a hotdog van of some kind, but instead, call them burgers. Honestly, don’t ask me, it was the guys’ idea. Most of the guys carpooled to the location, whereas Wilbur and I decided to take our own car. After some time walking to the park, we were both ambushed by Tommy and Charlie, who were already flopping around in hotdog costumes.

“WILBUR! (Y/N)! MY FRIENDS!” Tommy exclaimed, hugging the two of us. Wilbur pulled Tommy to the side, almost putting him in a headlock as they shared their own brotherly love. I hugged Charlie before stepping back to examine his outfit.

“You look… Meaty. You been working out?” I joked. He grinned before flexing one of his arms.

“Ah, so you’ve noticed my meaty and tender gains I see! I’ve been working on these babies just for this exact moment.” He said pridefully. Charlie flexed one of his muscles before kissing his bicep. I rolled my eyes before we both trailed back to the rest of the group. I greeted the rest of the team and even hugged Kristen to catch up with her since we last saw each other. Tommy and Wilbur then ran up to the group promptly as Russ explained exactly how the food truck was going to work. After some careful instructions, the film crew, which involved me, were told who was to record what. Per usual, I was directed to film Wilbur’s shenanigans.

“Alright, is everyone ready?” Russ asked, looking up from his clipboard. Everyone exclaimed their noises of agreement. I looked over to Will, who I noticed was patting down his pockets for something.

“Will, you okay?” Phil asked as he adjusted the scarf around his neck.

“Yeah, I just— I think I left my wallet. Uhh (y/n) can you come with me? It’s probably in the car.” He said, looking over to me.

“Oh— Yeah, sure.” I handed my camera to Russ in the meantime before walking with Wilbur to the car. I kept my hands in my pockets in the meantime to resist the urge to walk with fingers intertwined. It was far too dangerous now.

Once we made it to the car, I reached into my pocket to unlock it, but in return Wilbur just stood there, smiling at me. I tilted my head, a bit confused.

“Weren’t you going to go look for your wallet?” I asked. Instead, Will leaned on the car, smiling down at me with his chef’s hat a bit lopsided and his arms crossed.

“I actually did have my wallet. I just wanted to have a good luck kiss before we started filming.” He smiled. I rolled my eyes before grabbing him by the shirt collar so that he was now at my height.

“You know you can be annoying sometimes.” I scoffed, but a wide smile was plastered all over my face.

“I know. I just miss you.”

I placed a quick peck on his lips, but before I could pull away, Wilbur held me gently by the neck to keep me in place. Slowly, I felt my body melting by the touch of his soft lips as butterflies danced on my skin. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving me closer to him. Tiny droplets soon started to drizzle down on us, but we weren’t leaving each other's lips anytime soon. That was until someone caught us.

“Wilbur? (y/n)? Guys it’s starting to rain and— OH MY GOD!”

We both immediately pushed each other away, only to meet with the shocked face of Tommy standing paralyzed in his hot dog outfit.

“OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE DATING! I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT—”

“I— Uh— Tommy—!” I was rendered speechless as the poor boy rapidly glanced at the both of us. Wilbur ended up breaking the standstill as he walked up to Tommy, placing two hands firmly at his shoulders.

“Yes, me and (y/n) are dating.” He said firmly. “You’re not going to tell anyone, my boiled hotdog boy, alright?” All Tommy could do was nod in response, his mouth still open ajar. Wilbur patted him on the back before heading in the direction of the food truck. I jogged over to Tommy, shaking his shoulder a bit to snap him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at me, a hand running through his hair. I shrugged, a half-apologetic smile on my face before we both walked back to the park.

“To be fair, the reason I was so shocked was because last month I tried to set you two up on a date.” Tommy mentioned nonchalantly, playing with his fingers as he walked.

I chuckled a little bit. “That’s kind of funny—” until the realization hit. “WAIT HUH?”

♡♡♡

a / n ~ thought this was cute so I jotted it down like a couple mins before waking up lolol. Reblogs and likes are super appreciated mwahh

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[tjodity]

It is so funny to me that cc!Tommyinnit, a cis straight man who did not know what homophobia was until he was 15, managed to make such a gender queer character. C!Tommy's story involves being constantly shoved into roles he doesn't fit into by those surrounding him. C!Tommy's story involves an antagonist with a desire to 'fix' him in a process which deprives him of happiness and drags him farther away from his normal self than he's ever been. C!Tommy vocally despises 'men', which is very easily interpenetratable as hatred for the masculine role he's meant to fit into. Despite being very loud and (usually) jokingly violent and making a deluge of jokes about getting women and other things that are a very exaggerated display of 'manliness', most of his skills/hobbies are traditionally seen as more feminine (sewing, animal care, etc), he is greatly disturbed whenever he actually moves to violence, and the aspects of his personality that he doesn't let on immediately are those of compassion and forgiveness.

RIP C!Tommy the Jesse Pinkman of Minecraft fr

#tommyinnit #dream smp #howdyfolks' headcanons #howdywrites

[ax-y10]

Fluffy

In which- You have an obsession with Wilbur's fluffy hair

A/n: I wasn't meant to be on my phone when I wrote this but y'know. I also found a book I had with a few of these headcanons written in. I know this is short and I'm sorry

Headcanon info: FLUFFY, wilbur being pouty, fluffy hair (bc why not),

Pronouns: None (You/Yours)

Masterlist:

If you were ever scared or worried to ask if you could touch his hair, he would grab your hand softly and run your hand through his hair

After a shower, he would come out with wet hair and all you could do was stare at it. So one night, he came out with a towel, his hair freshly wet, and let you dry it for him

Would definitely get into haircare or styling his hair to accentuate his curls so when you played with his hair, it bounced

If you ever fell asleep with your hand or hands in his hair and he had to readjust himself, he'd love the little pout on your lips when your hands lost contact with his hair

Would definitely let you brush it, wash it, style it, annoy him with your habits

And a follow up to this, you would get all excited and bouncy if his hair poofed up when you brushed it (my fellow curly haired people, pls relate)

You would subconsciously tug at his hair sometimes when you're distracted and you need stimulation in your hand, and you always get confused when little grunts leave him, always asking if he's alright, and he never mentions your tugs

He would do anything to have your hands in his hair

Sitting down? His head is in your lap

Trying to fall asleep? He's against your torso

Cooking dinner? Good luck doing that one-handed

If he was ever at band rehearsal, on tour, or away for a little bit, he knew you would immediately want your hand in his hair, so he would always drop everything to let you have that experience

"Hey, Sweetheart!" He exclaims as he walks through the door after band rehearsal. "Hello. How did it go?" You said, only wanting to run your hands through his hair. As soon as he had his jacket off, the keys placed down, his guitar against the wall and his shoes off, you were already on the couch with him with your fingers threading through his locks.

His little hums of satisfaction when you play with his hair always warm your heart knowing that it feels good for him

He would either talk to you about his day in great detail or hum a song to comfort you if needed.

He began humming 'Since I Saw Vienna' knowing it made you sleepy, and because it was 2 am and he wanted to sleep. "Darling, I'm going to fall asleep if you continue". "But I want sleep" He pouted. "Okay fine" And you both fell asleep cuddled close together.

You love playing with his hair so much that you made a playlist for when it's late at night and you're running your hand through his hair.

He was just so soft when he found out this fact from Tommy, because the boy is a snitch ;)

And he'd definitely fall asleep and enjoy the feeling of your hands tangled in the bush of his hair.

#Wilbur Soot #wilbur soot #Wilbur #wilbur #Wilbur Soot Headcanons #wilbur soot headcanons #wilbur soot imagine #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur x reader #dream smp #tommyinnit #dsmp wilbur #mcyt wilbur #wilbuh #wilbur imagine #wilbur imagines #wilbur mcyt #wilbur soot brainrot

[nomsfaultau]

As much as I adore stupidly tall Technoblade, there’s so much potential in him being short. All these tall tales of the man that causes everyone else in the land to tremble, and then in walks a guy who’s barely 5’5” and yet everyone in the room tenses. Particularly love the image of Quackity cowering back from a tiny ferocious pig man.

plus the comedic potential of Tommy being taller than him ALONE makes it worth considering. Tommy trying to hide behind Techno for protection except you can so easily snipe him with a bow regardless, or continually slamming his forehead on the doorways in Techno’s house. Since Techno never planned to see basically anyone again in retirement he fully did not make an house survivable for giants. But also every week Techno makes his doorways shorter by an inch just so Tommy never adjusts to ducking. It’s like two months before Tommy realizes. It’s also a massive problem when Ranboo starts hanging around the house, especially since they leave horn marks on the ceilings.

#Intimidating tall people is so overdone I feel like it’s more effective when they’re short and threatening #Because then it’s the implication that they’re insanely dangerous even if they don’t have a size advantage #technoblade #technoblr #technoblade headcanon #dsmp #mcyt #dsmp headcanon #c!techno #tommyinnit #ranboo #bedrock bros #something to nom on

[smallidarity]

a post-revival ctommy for old times sake

#.png #dsmp #tommyinnit #ctommy #fanart #eyestrain #the purple scars/tear tracks are from dying around crying obsidian btw #based on some headcanons that i only half remember #ghosts taking on traits of the place they died in and keeping them when they’re alive or w/e #anyways i need to go back to my messy rendering i’ve started getting way too meticulous with it jgvshd #clean is fun sometimes but this is good too

[jackinthebox80085]

How the SBI + others would draw themselves!

#wilbur soot #quackity #philza minecraft #tommyinnit #ranboo #tubbo #charlie slimecicle #technoblade #dsmp #sbi fanart #dsmp meme #dsmp headcanons #sbi

[10piecechickenmcnugget]

Okay i NEEEED to rant about Pogtopia because I know it was a ravine and shit but I need people to consider: lava caves

(all photos taken by me cause I explored one the other day and that’s where I got this idea)

Lava caves or lava tubes are HUGE super long caves that were carved out by literal lava flows and now just sit there and they’re cool as fuck

they’re cold as shit and the roof can vary from being dozens of feet above your head to being so low you have to crouch

there’s piles of rocks and ice formations and sand gardens and they are PITCH BLACK if you don’t have any lights and they paths can be crazy wide or super narrow and the ground is full of drop offs

ones that are made for people to explore have railings and stairs in certain places too and some even have built in lights or like the one I explored let you rent a flashlight

also a fun sidenote the ground is super hard packed sand full of holes from water dripping and it’s so hard packed that you don’t leave footprints (this would not help with Wilbur’s derealization)

anyways I think this would all work SUPER well for pogtopia cause cold/dark/shifting atmosphere/adding railings and pathways is already a thing in pogtopia

some more images that I yanked from google:

anyways PLEASEEEE consider spreading my vision Pogtopia lava cave/tubes for the win I’ve never been more right about anything in my life

#mcyt #dsmp #dream smp #10piecetalks #dsmp analysis #dsmp lore analysis #lava caves #pogtopia #dsmp study #pogtopia headcanon #dsmp headcanon #wilbur soot #c!wilbur #tubbo #c!tubbo #tommyinnit #c!tommy #c!techno #c!quackity #sorry for all the tags but I need people to see this I’m going insane #it’s cold as balls in these things and they’re super trippy I’m so right and you know it #give me at least 1k notes NOW !!! /j /lh

[undercover-transmasc]

I think c!tommy would have shakey hands so he had trouble tying his shoes so he left them loose but he would trip a lot cause of it.

#tommyinnit #ctommy #dsmp #dsmp headcanon #dsmp hc #dsmp tommy #c!tommy #traumatized ctommy be crazy

[artemis-moon101]

Types of Avian

There are three types of avian

Lesser Avian - Don't have wings - Sometimes have feathers or bird legs, but not necessary - Can either have bird tails, or long tails with feathers on them, or no tail at all Common Avian - Always have wings, wings are often small, but can grow with age - Always have some sort of feathering and tail Greater Avian - Large wings, feathers, and tail - Can be born as Common, but grow into Greater with age - Can speak in Chirp (bird language) Examples in dsmp and qsmp

Lesser Avian - c!Tommy, no tail, no feathers. Chicken - q!Forever, no tail, feathers behind ears, on legs, arms, and sides. Duck - c!Wilbur, no tail, small bits of feathering across body. Eurasian Jay

Common Avian - q!Quackity, bird tail, small wings, feathers behind ears, and spread across body. Duck - c!Quackity, bird tail, small wings. Duck - q!Wilbur, long tail, medium wings. Bluejay - q!Baghera, bird tail, small wings, lots of feather across body, esp on arms, neck, and legs. Duck - q!Jaiden, bird tail, medium wings. Green-Cheeked conure

Greater Avian - c!Philza, bird tail, large wings, crow - q!Philza, bird tail, large wings, crow

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[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐁𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐨𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ notes: just wanted to do something in honor of sorry boys going on hiatus. this is entirely based on their last video so watch that to understand the silly headcanon time. cc!wilbur likers will be blocked by the way, thanks. get out of here

↳ warnings: none. just the four members here. four original, and only, members of sorry boys. no one else

↳ song: campus—vampire weekend

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• You'd think that an afternoon shift at a trampoline park would be easy; especially on the down days. Hanging around the snack bar with your employees, blowing whistles at loud kids, and keeping whatever was left in the lost and found bin became something of a daydream to you upon first getting hired

• It was a better alternative to the fast food joint you had worked previously at a crazed food van—you'd rather do anything but that after quitting

• Your first tip that things weren't going to be that easy should have been the camera crew that shuffled in on your second week, lead in part by a blonde guy with a stack of pre-signed waivers in his hand

• "What's up with that?" You turned to your only other coworker at the hour, a lanky guy with a mask and fluffed up hair. You thought you remember his name starting with an R or something along the lines of that, but mostly you referred to him as 'dude' or 'hey you.' He never felt the need to correct you, so you just never stopped

• "Oh yeah." He'd responded with a tired voice while barely even looking around. "Uh, we have a group that comes in every few days and rents out the place. I've seen them bouncing around, and I'm not really sure they're, uh, stable I guess you could say."

• Glancing down from the reception desk and to the play floor below, you caught a glimpse of the three others he spoke of, one being the blonde kid from earlier, surrounded by a few cameras and doing some rather weak jump moves. One in a red fat suit fell over at one point and refused to get up as he rolled around on the floor whining

• "Er," You took a step out of the reception desk area as you pointed a finger down at the scene. "Shouldn't one of us be down there? Supervising, and all that." You neglected to mention that one of the men looked old enough to be your father and should probably be mediating them

• For a moment you thought your coworker would shrug and tell you to go on, but he just sighed and grabbed his whistle like a weary office worker preparing for a morning round

• "At least this time I won't be alone." He looked at you. The eyebags under his eyes made you feel like he'd done this a lot more than he'd ever wanted to, despite only being at work a few weeks more than you

• The next few minutes went by fine. You were mostly ignored by the two fellows in fat suits as they proceeded to say 'dude' and 'bro' far too much, and was only offered a high five by the same blonde— Tungo you now knew. At one point the cameramen pulled you and the other worked over for a small interview, the likes of which you seemed to enjoy more than him

• The first time either of you really had to step in was when the red fat suit one delved into his shell, yelling something about yoinking his pork

• "Chungus? Chungo?" You managed to say his name without somehow laughing. "Please don't do that. We're gonna have some problems if you continue to."

• As Chounce popped his head out like a cartoon character to look at you, you offered a wobbly smile, and was severely relieved when he finally brought his hands out of his suit to cross them

• "For the record dude I wasn't even pulling my plug." He frowned, having the decency to look midly embarrassed. "I was just thinking about my feelings, bro."

• You got a thankful look from your fellow employee at your successful endeavors

• The both of you continued to watch as a competition between Chounce and Tungo occurred, eventually somehow turning into a fight between them as the self proclaimed Master Za watched

• In reality, you were pretty sure their real names all aligned somewhere along the lines of Tommy Charlie and Phil, if the signatures on their wavers spoke for anything, but none of them seemed to call each other anything but nonsense

• At one point, you were compelled enough by the entertainment to purchase a bag of popcorn from the snack desk, earning a look at disappointment from your coworker as he saw

• "Please don't encourage them." He dragged a hand down his face, careful not to knock his mask off

• "I don't think it'd matter if I did or didn't." You smiled through a mouthful. "Just look at 'em." You waved at the kid zone they'd all migrated too in the last hour or two, currently kissing Master Za on the face as he yelped in protest

• "Wait." Your hand lowered slowly as you blinked. "That's not allowed—"

• The two of you took off in their direction, using your whistles for what felt like the hundredth time that day as you ran

• By the time closing hours came around, it was dark enough outside to make you yawn. It took a significant amount of convincing to get the three of them, mostly Chounce, to leave and stop bouncing, but it eventually worked with a few well placed bribes. Namely, handfuls from your unfinished chip bag from earlier

• "You weren't all that bad! Not a wrong'un after all." Tungo eventually confided in you in front of everyone as you went to close up, looking strangely proud about such a mediocre compliment. You grinned at him anyways, finding him to be one of the saner ones throughout the whole ordeal

• "Maybe next time I could judge a match of yours, yeah?" You offered as you thumbed through the cash in the register

• "Please do not encourage them." A familiar voice from outside sounded for the second time that day, making you suck air between your teeth in an attempt not to snort with laughter

• "And remember to check the bathrooms before you leave. One of them likes to hide in them after we close."

• "Sorry, what—"

• You ended up having to drag Chounce out bt his ankles that night and into Master Za's car so he could get home

• "You know what? It's still better than the food truck."

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