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batwritings · 1 year
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Hello~
I haven't been feeling that well lately... Could I request a fluff moment with Badboyhalo comforting male!reader?
Hope it isn't a problem
Thank you
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Absolutely! I'm sorry this took so long and I do hope you're doing okay! Enjoy!~
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When Bad noticed you didn't show up to taste his new muffin recipe, that immediately had him concerned. With the Egg on the run and normalcy doing it's best to return, every little thing had the demon on edge. And you were a big part of his life! Of course he'd be worried about you!
"Y/N?" Bad called outside your house. He tried his best to peek in the windows, only for them to be entirely darkened. "It's Bad! We were supposed to get together for muffins today, remember?"
You swung your door open just a crack, enough to poke your head out. "Sorry Bad," you sniffled, trying so hard to hide the fact that you were crying. "I'm just n-not feeling it today. Can I take a rain check?"
Now Badboyhalo, wasn't the brightest bulb in the bunch. But one thing he was, was perceptive to emotions. A careful clawed hand pushed gently on the door so he could properly get a look at you. And needless to say? You looked like a mess, eyes puffy and red from having the most horrid day.
"Oh muffin," Bad cooed, nudging himself in the door. You didn't put up any resistance, the demon having already seen your disheveled appearance. "What happened? I would've understood a bad day but you look awful. Talk to me honey what's going on?" He all but shoved you in his hoodie with how tightly he was hugging you.
What started as a mumbled attempt to explain your situation devolved to you sobbing into his chest as all your emotions caught up to you. Bad was patient, rubbing your back and letting you wipe your tears on his sleeve as he listened. Over time, you calmed back down, sniffling as you wiped your bloodshot eyes again. "I'm sorry Bad," you muttered. "You must think I'm such a wimp for being a dude and crying so much. I'm such a bad boyfriend."
"Now you wait just a minute mister," Bad started, holding your face between his massive jet black hands. "Man, woman, or somewhere in between, you are always allowed to cry. Nothing will change that. It's normal and it's natural. Don't ever hide that. And I will never be ashamed of you as my boyfriend.
"Bad days are bound to happen," the massive man continued. "But the nice thing is, we don't have to go through them alone. We have each other to lean on." Bad pulled you into a very tight hug then, shocking you a bit. "Don't ever be afraid to come to me for this kinda thing okay? I'm here for you muffin."
You sniffled again and nodded, showing you understood. "Good," Bad said rather promptly. "Now how about I make that new recipe and we cuddle hmm? You need it after today."
You chuckled a little, but nodded again; you really didn't deserve a great guy like Badboyhalo.
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cat-hybridcellbit · 2 months
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Alright Crows, Huevitos, Ghosties, Tubblings, Jorges, Ratinhos, let’s all hold hands and hope that all of our cubitos make it out of today with only mild trauma and no irreversible injuries. Blanket fort time!
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ramons-elevator · 7 months
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Something something Pac and Bad both talking about loosing everyone they love and even though Pac doesnt really trust Bad, he still comforts Bad and gives him a flower when Bad wonders if he is gonna lose Pac
Yeah they are both fucked up and need to kill each other, but they are all each other has and need to stick together no matter what
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manglechanbluh · 2 months
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Kiddos holding bbh's tail when walking even tho they are too old to get lost is very dear to me.
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poisonous-lemonade · 6 months
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(Quackity x male reader)
Can you do a fluff fic where quackity has a huge crush on reader and gets jealous when the reader starts to spend more time with his flags (e.g bbh,wilbur or any of the members of the dsmp)
A/n: turns out that late-night writing does work, also, I have NFI what flags means but imma wing it This is sorta like a part two to the oblivious reader one so stay tuned for part 3 (but you don't need to read part one to understand this part)
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Quackity's Battle for the Reader's Attention
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Quackity laughed at your words, staring into your eyes which just sparkled like stars wherever he looked deep enough. You both had run into each other after a long day and both of you needed a break, so you both stopped your boring yet busy days to just talk. And it was great, for the most part, until somebody came over to ruin it.
"Y/N! There you are! I was wondering where you went." Said a voice, a sophisticated British one at that and two sets of footsteps, walking towards the two. Quackity's eye twitched slightly, turning his head to face the blonde boy, Tommy, and the face to the voice, Wilbur.
"Y/N! What the fuck!? You left us for him!?" Tommy whined like the child he was and pushed you away from Quackity playfully.
"Hey! Come on guys, you know I didn't mean anything by it." You laughed, ruffling the blonde boy's hair with a bright smile.
"Quackity." Wilbur greeted you with a small head nod as you and Tommy push each other around like the children you both were. "Didn't know you'd be here." Quackity nodded his head with a forced, pressed-lip smile.
"Me neither." He spoke up, a small migraine beginning to form at what would eventually be his worst nightmare.
"Why don't you hang out with us? It's just us so far but Sapnap and George said they'll be showing up." Quackity's eye twitched slightly before he smiled.
"Actually, I-"
"No, Quackity, please, you have to be there!" You cut him off before he even began his web of lies he was about to spin just to get out of it. "Please, it'll be so much fun if you're there too, please?" Quackity took a sharp breath, his eyes moving to gaze up at the British man before sighing.
"Okay, sure, Y/N, uh, if you want me to," Quackity said with a nervous smile, before his gaze shifted back to Wilbur with a glare, it's not like he had anything important to do anyways.
"Oh, that's amazing!" You clap with a smile before Tommy rams into you, pushing you off your feet with a laugh.
"Fuck you!" Wilbur laughed as Tommy continued to swear at your body on the floor, fighting like brothers. Quackity sighed and turned his head away from the scene, this was going to be a long night.
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"No, I understand." You nod your head as you listen intently to the conversation at hand. Wilbur and George were taking up all of your attention which left Quackity sitting with Sapnap, although, he wasn't paying attention to him.
"Quackity? Hello? Are you even listening to me?" Sapnap asked impatiently, staring at the beanie-wearing man. He sighed and leaned back in his seat, waiting for Quackity to say something.
Quackity sighed and looked back at Sapnap. "Sorry, what were you saying?" He asked politely, taking a sip of his drink, but it was clear that he was busy in his own mind, which only caused Sapnap to roll his eyes.
"Bro, why don't you just fucking confess already?" He asked with an over-exaggerated sigh to show his annoyance. "Like he likes you! Just say something!" Quackity sighed and looked back over to you.
"But they don't." Quackity scowled slightly, watching you talk and smile with Goerge and Wilbur like they were your boyfriends. Sapnap kicks his shin from under the table making him wince.
"Quackity, go talk to him, right now," Sapnap said with a stern glare, Quackity huffed a laugh but nodded his head, getting up from the table and walking over to you and the group.
Wilbur looked at Quackity as he walked over, waving at him with a smile, you and George were still busy talking to one another with a happy and excited smile.
"Quackity, what's up man?" He asked with a polite smile, causing Quackity to cringe at himself slightly, he was really jealous over his crush talking to somebody else, what was he evening doing.
You perk up and finally notice Quackity, waving at him with a smile, George follows along as he realises he has not seen the boy.
"Quackity, when did you get there?" George joking with a laugh, you hummed and smiled at Quackity before turning back to talk to George.
You looked so happy that Quackity almost felt bad for coming over to try and steal you away from Wilbur and George, but he couldn't help but still feel his jealousy eating away at him, he would wait just a bit longer.
This was really going to be a long night for Quackity,
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nyaseas · 11 months
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Bad is insicure about his demon form and will always cover his ears, claws and horns from everyone human.
Skeppy doesn't fail to notice, and shows Bad that he's not really that human either...
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qbbhstuff · 4 months
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Whoever that dono was trying to convince bbh to leave a bag of flowers... You are doing a god's work here and we salute u o7
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wishitweresummer · 1 year
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Blueberry Muffins - Chapter Five
Word Count: 3064
Warning: Kissing. Kissinggg.
Somewhere between Bad's tickly ear kisses and whispered nothings Skeppy had caught the giggles. He was trapped with his back against the side of the car with Bad pressed against him, he clutched Bad's t-shirt with both fists at his chest as he giggled his heart out.
"Bad...", he pled helplessly.
They had pulled off at the closest food place the GPS could find and found it open despite the parking lot being delightfully empty. Bad insisted Skeppy stay put so he could open the car door for him like a gentleman, only to pin him against the car once he was out and tickle him until he screeched horribly loud for the public setting. Empty public setting, but still. Even though the rough tickles had ended awhile ago, Skeppy was still jumping at every touch. With the rush in his head and the flutter in his chest, he just couldn't calm down.
"What's wrong?", Bad murmured, nipping softly at Skeppy's earlobe to make him squeak.
This was such an exciting new chapter of their 'relationship'; getting to touch each other. Kiss each other. Neither were prepared for it. Completely intoxicating. DrunkBoyHalo, but off of Skeppy instead of Mike's Hard Lemonade. Trying out all kinds of new stuff just to get new reactions.
"You're annoying.", he whined, slyly slipping his arms up and around Bad's neck, his giggles a little squeaky at how vulnerable it left him.
'Fuck, I feel crazy.', his thoughts swirled. He gasped as Bad got a firm grip on his small waist.
"Here, let me help you calm down.", Bad said lowly, moving in and stealing his breath with a kiss. Skeppy's heart threw itself against his chest even harder, his nerves screaming all at once. Before he died right then and there, Skeppy pulled out of the kiss and dropped his head back, letting his unbridled laughter loose to the sky.
"That's not going to calm me down!!!", he huffed, cheeks heating at the effect Bad had on him.
"Then don't.", Bad growled playfully and attacked his neck again. Dragging more noise from Skeppy with an evil mix of tickly nibbles and maddening kisses, too soft and lasting to give the smaller boy any peace. Skeppy couldn't help but stomp his feet into the pavement where he stood. A crazy energy rushing through him, his giggling nearing hysterical as he held firmer around his attacker.
"Bad!", he whined.
~•~
Eventually Rat had barked at them from inside the car and snapped the two back into reality. Thankfully the parking lot was still empty, but they pulled apart in an instant anyway. Bad flushed shamefully and Skeppy squeezed his hand.
"No one's here. And we weren't doing anything wrong anyway! Nothing crazy. It's alright.", Skeppy stuttered over his words. His cheeks darkened as he realized he was trying to convince the other that the torture he had just put him through was okay. Bad calmed down after a few moments and nodded, leaning in again and kissing Skeppy's lips to prove he agreed. Skeppy clung on for dear life. Barely surviving.
After the two had collected themselves, Bad put Rat on a leash and they headed inside the small diner for lunch. Skeppy straightened the collar of his hoodie again nervously as he looked around, the ghost of previous touches still haunting him.
     They looked over the menus while playing with each other's feet under the table. Above was a casual discussion about burgers and hot dogs. Below was an unspoken war. Rat yawned and curled up, falling fast asleep beside Bad.
"You're giggles are gone.", Bad noted, smirking down at his menu. Skeppy narrowed his eyes, suddenly very interested in the menu again after already declaring what he wanted. "Too bad, they are just so cute.", Bad sighed. Skeppy's mouth opened slightly, then closed again. Completely flustered by Bad's confidence.
     Online it was easy to be the one on top. Skeppy found it easy, at least. In Minecraft he had more tricks up his sleeves. On his computer he had files and files of soundboards and memes to help him. Even a chat to egg him on and give him ideas. Here, in real life, this was all different. That little list of instances where Bad got the upperhand on him was suddenly growing as Bad could now use physical touch. Skeppy hated how thrilling he found it. He had seen the hints of this side, but having it focused on him left him dizzy. And competitive. The air was dense with the tension that buzzed between them.
     Skeppy's eyes slid to the side and he found the car in the parking lot. He longed to be back out there and alone with Bad again. It took an embarrassingly long time to collect himself, but he finally met Bad's eyes. He rolled them at Bad's little smirk.
"You're so annoying.", he tried. It came out as flustered as he felt, though.
                                        ~•~
     "How much longer is the drive?", Skeppy asked. Bad looked at his phone and started calculating as Skeppy pushed around his half-eaten burger and fries.
"Like...8 more hours.", Bad smiled and locked his phone.
"That's a lot.", Skeppy pursed his lips, willing Bad to just read his mind.
"It is!", Bad agreed, blissfully unaware. Skeppy watched as he snuck Rat another fry, making him smile a little.
"Might be dangerous. I'm pretty tired, aren't you?", Skeppy looked away, trying to sound casual. His heart skipped a little in confusion at his own actions. Since when can't he be direct with Bad?
"You're probably right. Maybe we could stop just for the night and then finish the road trip tomorrow?", Bad went back to his phone and typed away quickly. Skeppy's jaw almost dropped at how Bad actually had read his mind. "Yeah, we could be back on the road for noon and then get home around 8pm tomorrow. Instead of trying to finish it now and getting home around 3am totally exhausted.", Bad grinned at him. Skeppy beamed back, kicking Bad's feet softly under the table as he tried to get a handle on his excitement over Bad's use of the word 'home'.
     Of course, they both were skipping past the huge amount of time they had wasted for seemingly no reason so far. But, the part where they get home and face the world with all this new stuff going on was starting to be very daunting. No one was stopping them from hanging back, so they would. They were hoping for a chance to figure this out before they had to explain it to anyone without even knowing what it is themselves.
     So it was decided. Skeppy, Bad, and Rat would get a hotel room for the night.
                                         ~•~
     Things got a little awkward at the hotel counter when the front desk agent asked if Skeppy wanted a king room or a double. He tapped his credit card against the desk nervously as he looked over at Bad. Bad had trouble keeping eye contact for a bit, only offering a small shrug.
"King, please.", Skeppy took the leap.
     They had slept in the same bed the last two nights without it being a problem. It felt good, the leap. Felt great. Once they got their keys Skeppy pressed his palm against Bad's lower back and led him away towards the room. Bad's dumb little smile making all this scariness worth it. Skeppy savored it. Excited he also held the ability to make Bad weak in his knees. Trading this power back and forth between each other was exhilarating.
     They found the room to be much nicer than the last. It had a couch that Rat claimed right away.
"Dinner before bed.", Bad said as he dropped his duffel bag to the floor and started rummaging through it. Skeppy put away his stuff and flopped on the bed while Bad occupied himself taking care of Rat.
     He gave him a smile and a nod as Bad took off for a bit to give Rat a quick walk around the hotel. He laid on his stomach and scrolled through some pictures from that day. Bad and Skeppy grinning together in front of the duck pond. A few of Skeppy posed in front of the car holding Rat. One from inside the car with Skeppy and Bad's head together with Rat sat in the backseat behind them. All incredibly adorable. 'We look so good together.', Skeppy's mind whispered to him. He grinned as the inages made him think of a song. He grabbed the link from YouTube and opened Twitter.
                                         ~•~
     Skeppy admired the little picture collage he had made. He tweeted it out with the link to Dream's song "Roadtrip". He waited a beat and refreshed it to catch the first reactions just as Bad came back to the room.
"Come here!", he called, smiling at the fans spammed keyboard smashes and memes. "Oof-", he let all the air out of his lungs as Bad suddenly straddled his back and laid over him to look at his phone from behind his shoulder. Skeppy's cheeks heated.
"You're comfy.", Bad kisses the reddened cheek, not helping things. "What's this?", he asked happily.
"I wanted to show them our roadtrip so far.", he scrolled back to the top and hovered at the collage. Bad coo'ed and buried his face into Skeppy's neck from above him, drawing surprised giggles from the smaller boy.
"That's so cute!", he grinned into his neck.
"We're super cute together.", Skeppy said as he squirmed. Bad pulled his face back up and played with Skeppy's hair, humming thoughtfully as he melted.
"Yeah, we are really cute together.", he agreed, his cheesey grin obvious in his voice. "Who wouldn't look cute with you next to them though?", Bad pondered playfully, slipping his hands down and squeezing right where Skeppy's shoulders met his neck.
"Stop!", Skeppy whined, trying to softly buck him off as the giggles started bubbling out of him.
"So cute...together.", Bad continued, mumbling the words happily as he crawled his hands lower and dug into the back of Skeppy's ribs, his weakspot. His body jerked and he shoved his face down into the bed, muffling the loud shriek desperately trying to escape his lungs.
"Bad please!", he gasped out, squeezing his arms to his sides. Bad laughed.
                                           ~•~
     After brushing their teeth they each changed alone in the bathroom into pajamas; both were varying colors of t-shirts and sweatpants. Rat was already sound asleep on her couch in the corner. Neither addressed how early it was for them to be 'going to bed', they both knew they wouldn't sleep yet and it could go unspoken between them.
     The fans had already been sending them plenty of stuff to look at. They cuddled in close and Bad showed Skeppy his favorite thing he'd been tagged in so far. It was an adorable animation of Skeppy and Bad singing along to Dream's 'Roadtrip' on the radio with Rat hopping around in the backseat behind them. They were driving by all kinds of stuff, like muffins and diamonds. They were catching new things every time they rewatched.
"This is so cool.", Bad sighed happily, giving a sly little look over to Skeppy. They both flushed as they met eyes, neither realizing how close they had gotten.
"This has been the most fun I've ever had.", Skeppy hears the confession slip from his lips without his permission. Bad touched his forehead  to his and burst into giggles.
     While his reaction is a bit shocking, Bad's giggles were one of his favorite sounds in the world so he couldn't find any protests inside of him.
"What?", Skeppy asks quietly, hesitant.
"Oh…cutie, nothing bad.", Bad starts, brushing his fingers up against Skeppy's reddening cheeks. The word 'cutie' bouncing around his head. " I'm just so relieved to hear you say that.". Bad was still a little giggly.
"Why?", Skeppy pressed. He situated himself more into the cuddling and let his nerves relax. Bad would never make fun of him in a mean way. He closed his eyes and hummed quietly as Bad moved his fingers up and through his hair.
     "It's just...the last time you said that it sounded so sad. I had never heard your voice get like that. It hurt so bad. I know how you get, how the bad things stick with you for so long. I wanted to make you happy.", Bad kissed one of Skeppy's tears away before continuing, "I need you to be happy. My bubbly giggly Skeppy. And you just said it again, but you're happy. I don’t have to be worried. About anything. I've never been happier.", he breathed. Bad focused on trailing little kisses along Skeppy's wet cheeks, chasing every tear until they stopped and Skeppy was giggling again. Skeppy wasn't one to be left speechless, but his chest was too stuffed to the brim with love and feelings he couldn't bring himself to make a peep. He decided the tears said enough and buried his face into Bad's neck.
                                         ~•~
     It took a bit to recover from all of that. About an hour of just cuddling and playing with each other's hair and fingers. Every kiss missing lips and instead landing on eyelids and noses and anywhere that could spurt giggles and squirms from the other.
    
     It never really seemed like it took long to devolve into a tickle fight with each other. Neither really knew what was driving that strange force between them. Maybe it was like the little punches they gave each other in Minecraft. Maybe they were obsessed with each other's laughs. Or the closeness. It could be innocent. It could be...not so innocent. A punishment. A reward. An excuse to touch. The reasons kept changing so neither could grasp just why.
     The cute kissies to calm down the heaviness soon turned into contentious ones. Each trying to draw the biggest reaction out of the other until Bad lost with an embarrassingly loud squeal. It easily sliced through the weird fog of the room and melted it away. Now they were having their first tickle fight under the covers. They got tangled up pretty fast with Bad's chaotic squirming. Soon their faces were inches apart and they were softly trying to catch their breaths. Bad politely moved back.
     Luckily Skeppy felt a surge of bravery and grabbed Bad's t-shirt, pulling him back and kissing against his surprised little gasp. The kiss was a little rougher than all that came before it. Bad melted into it helplessly. This was the first time they had locked lips under the covers. It was warm...hot. Skeppy's mind didn't even realize that Bad had got on top of him until his lips abandoned him for his neck and he found himself staring at the ceiling. He flinched and whimpered embarrassingly at the feeling of Bad's lips on the side of his neck. He felt Bad grin proudly against the skin and he rolled his eyes.
"Shut up.", he murmured, only to be shut up himself with a bite, he squirmed.
     It didn't last long.
     They both knew it was too fast. Bad pulled away and caught Skeppy's gaze. Things were...unspoken. As always. Skeppy wondered which one of them would be actually brave. They untangled and slipped onto their sides, trading sweet kisses back and forth. Any words exchanged would have to be with mouths brushing together. They were finding it impossible to pull apart. The vibe in the air had taken another turn; sweet. Neither were mad about it. Hard to be mad like this.
     "We should probably talk before we do anything...crazy right?", Bad spoke softly against Skeppy's lips. They both seemed to know what 'talk' and 'crazy' meant.
"Probably.", Skeppy murmurmed, pressing more kisses into Bad's lips. He wondered if he could feel how hard Skeppy's world was quaking from how tender it had all become..
They had joked about the "tension" before. Bad had made dirty jokes pretending to be oblivious a thousand times before. This was miles past anything he could have expected. It was a whole new side of him. Kind of.
     Bad only laughed softly and played with his hair, every touch so startlingly innocent like Bad always was. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing, Bad's heartbeat, and the loving fingers raking gently through his hair. If any of this was going to progress one of them needed to be the first to speak.
After a few minutes of cuddles he pulled away to find Bad's gaze, a mouthful of feelings ready to be shared bubbled up inside of him. Bad returned Skeppy's look with a wobbly smile and pink cheeks, looking absolutely love-struck. Skeppy pecked his lips and hid his face in his neck. 'Much too scary...', he shuddered.
     Skeppy convinced himself Bad would be better at bringing up the ooey gooey stuff. For him it was too sticky inside. He was unable to put it on the line more than he already had. It was all moving so fast, yet nowhere at all. The most scared and the most happy he had ever been.
They clung together through it all. The feelings that swarmed them. It was still so early in the night for both of them, yet they were worn out from all the whiplashing of feelings. The warm cuddles eased then to sleep.
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Waking up like this was bliss. Bad kissed softly at Skeppy's fluttering eyelids and down his cute nose. He eyed the little smile his kisses had caused and felt pride in his work.
"I love you.", he whispered. Skeppy's nose twitched. "Love your nose.", Bad added, kissing the tip of it. This finally stirred Skeppy up and he only burrowed in deeper to the cuddles.
"Can't believe I get to wake like this forever now.", Skeppy mumbled sleepily.
     Bad stiffened a little at the words and Skeppy squirmed as the realization hit him. That sentence had a few implications to it. Like bed-sharing. And forever. Bad kissed the top of Skeppy's head and a few happy giggles spilled out of him.
     Maybe they could just stumble and slip up all their feelings until it all came out accidentally. They were both practically bursting with them. And so so clumsy.
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kingsleywrites · 9 months
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I'm Fine With You Being In A Cult But I Draw The Line At All This Transgender Shit
Badboyhalo x Trans!Male reader (FTM) (geared towards romantic but can be seen as platonic)
Angst to slight fluff at the end
Prompt: The readers parents find out about them being trans and kick them out, M/N seeks help and guidance from Bad and the egg.
CW/TW: Transphobia, misgendering, use of deadname, mentions of cult/cultist activity, cursing.
M/N is used (meaning male name)
D/N means dead name and is used briefly in the beginning
All tranphobic parts are very brief and I will provide a warning as to when they start and stop
This is when Bad is under the Eggs influence, I apologize if I get his personality wrong, I haven't had much experience with writing Bad as well as his persona in the Eggpire so if I get anything wrong feel free to correct me.
(M/N is apart of the Eggpire if it wasn't obvious already)
A/N: I thank a spin wheel for helping me with this one, honestly helped with the slight writers block lol
~The transphobia/misgendering starts here, proceed with caution~
M/N was sitting on the couch in his childhood home, he had decided to see his parents and fill them in on the most important thing in his life, the egg. It took them a little bit of time, but they understood that their "daughter" had "her" beliefs and they respected that, even if they were a little weird.
As for M/N, he was slowly cracking, before leaving, he had assured Bad that everything would be okay and now he was just waiting for the perfect moment to tell them. 'No better time than the present.' he thought and silently prayed to the Egg for guidance and confidence.
"Mom, Dad, I had something to tell you, something very important."
His mother smiles and clapped, turning her attention to M/N.
"Oh please tell me that you and that boy of your's is getting married, I've been waiting so long to see my little girl in a wedding gown, though I do hope you grow your hair out, I hate how you keep cutting it."
There it is again, "girl".
"Um, no, me and Bad are not getting married, it's something more important."
"What could be more important than you finally settling down?" His father questioned.
M/N shifted uncomfortably in his seat before speaking, "Mom, Dad, I'm trans, I've been meaning to tell you for a while now and seeing how well you reacted to me being with the Egg and Bad I finally wanted to tell you." M/N's tone was cheerful, he had a smile on his face. However that smile slowly began to drop as he noticed his parents' dumbfounded faces.
"Mom-"
He was cut off by his mother starting to scream at him.
"What do you mean your "trans" you can't be trans you were born a girl, I raised a little girl not a fucking tranny!"
M/N sat there his eyes widened, he didn't expect her to react this way.
"D/N, me and your mother are fine with you being in this cult stuff but we have to draw the line here."
His mother finished his sentence.
"and that line is all this transgender shit."
"That's not my name, my name is M/N!" M/N stood up, he wanted to seem intimidating but he couldn't stop shaking.
"Bullshit! The name that I gave you and the name that is on your birth certificate is D/N! Not whatever the hell M/N is."
~Transphobia/misgendering ends here~
Tears began to well up in his eyes as his body began shaking even more, and that's when the screaming matches started.
The three were yelling at each other, M/N wouldn't have been surprised if the neighbors heard.
"Get the fuck out of my house!"
His father yelled and the whole house went silent.
"What-"
"I said, get. the fuck. out. of my house!"
M/N covered his ears and looked down at the ground before running to the door and grabbing his stuff. As he walked out of his house the tears kept falling from his eyes, his arms were wrapped tightly around himself.
After about half an hour M/N had finally made it back home, back to the Egg, back to Bad.
"Bad..? I'm home.." M/N's voice was hoarse and he was tired from crying all the way home.
Bad poked his head around the corner, a big smile adored his face as he saw his lover. "Hey M/N!" Bad walked over giving his boyfriend a big hug, when he pulled away he held M/N's face and that's when he noticed the tear stains on his face.
"Oh my prime what happened? Is everything okay?"
M/N opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out as he broke down into tears again. Bad pulled his lover into a hug and M/N held on to Bad as if he was afraid he would leave.
"Muffin, what happened?"
"I-I told my mom and dad about the egg and me and they were fine with the egg but when I told them about me." M/N started breaking down into more sobs, burying his face in Bad's shoulder and he got the message.
"Hey look at me." Bad spoke in a soft tone, holding M/N's face in his hands.
M/N was still crying pretty hard but he looked at him.
"I support you, Ant supports you, Ponk, Punz, Hannah, Skeppy, we all support you. But you know the most important thing?"
M/N had calmed down enough to be able to properly speak,sniffling every once and while, while Bad whipped away any tears.
"What?" His voice was soft and cracking.
"The Egg supports you and the Egg will always be here to support you, and if your parents can't see that then they don't deserve you or the Eggs time."
The two rested their foreheads together, taking in the time to calm down and enjoy each other's company. Bad gave a quick forehead kiss before holding M/N's hand.
"Come on, let's go cuddle, you look like you could use some rest."
"Thank you Bad, for everything." M/N smiled, giving him a hug.
"You're welcome, it's the least I can do! Now come on, it's cuddle time!"
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Whoo! I actually quiet enjoyed making this, despite the transphobic themes in the beginning but I loved making a fluffy badboyhalo story it was just too sweet!
Surprisingly this only took two days to write and I have another one planned to post later tonight so look out for that!
Word Count: 892 (I planned on this being longer but I cut out a lot of the fight between M/N and his parents because once I was done I was like "Okay maybe I projected a little too much" so that's why its shorter, hope it's still good tho!)
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aike-pandas · 1 year
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Have a little #HaloFamily draw <3
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Bad it's watching his son chase his best friend 😃
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dylantics-art-dump · 2 years
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For another Fandom I'm in: The DreamSMP!!
This drawing was based on a stream BadBoyHalo did where he played wingman for the Turtles Shelly and Sheldon 🥰🐢
I love how this came out, and maybe more DSMP fanart is coming soon?? 👀
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onlyherefordrpepper · 2 years
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Mini Series Part 2 EVEN THOUGH SHE LEFT ME!!!
Just a refresher this is a mini series with @hereformcdonaldshonestly and I OCs. The first part is her OC Mack or Mackenzie. This will be my OC, Hannah.
Hannah
Personality-
Hannah is everywhere, she is still smart and shy but when she knows someone she will be closer with you. She doesn't like people telling her business or people knowing things about her. She had ADHD, social-anxiety, depression and does have panic attacks in certain situations.
Looks-
She had brown hair and brown eyes she constantly wears glasses and has freckles across her face. She normally wears skinny jeans or shorts with a t-shirt and converse or grey adidas shoes. Also normally are darker colors.
How she interacts with Each mcyt:
Dream- Dream and Hannah would get along and probably make videos just to cause chaos, she would never do a manhunt but once, she got distracted
Tubbo- Tubbo and Hannah would run around finding bees to start an army of bees, they would have a sanctuary of bees
Philza- They would be dads, Hannah is a "man" in a relationship but she would adopt like 10 people on the server
BadBoyHalo- Bad and Hannah would buttheads because she loves to curse and he hates it so he is always yelling language
Fundy- Hannah would take Fundy in if Wilbur wasn't there, she took him to go get supplies to help build his new house.
Quackity- They would be absolute chaos together, there would be no quiet moments ever it would be laughing and bad jokes 247
Karl Jacobs- Karl would join in on the chaos of Hannah and Quackity just because he wants to laugh too and it seemed fun
Foolish- She would help him if he needed her to and would build a lot because they share the interest
GeorgeNotFound- They would be chill with each other but would probably do a few things together normally stupid videos with Dream
Sapnap- He would also do videos with either Dream or Karl and Quackity and they would laugh and play a couple games with each other but debate a lot because of different interest
Awesamdude- Again he owns a prison, Hannah loves her chaos
Eret- They would vibe together and be iconic a lot because they don't care a lot but it would be hilarious
Jack Manifold- Kind of awkward because Hannah has dark humor were Jack has a normal humor with voices
Niki- Get along really well, they would build on the smp or just play games and have a lot of fun, hang out a lot and have fun
Hbomb- They would also get along and make fun of people and bond over Pokémon
Technoblade- BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD, would cause a lot of chaos because of their love for chaos
Puffy- Puffy would be Hannah's mom figure, she would love to help puffy whenever she needs it and would run to do it for her
Ranboo- Both are very forgetful and would be horrible at trying to remember something simple that someone told them recently
Slimecicle- Eh they could vibe but it would be funny and weird to say the least
TommyInnit- Loud and Chaotic that is all, they could start small projects but it would end up not finished
Wilbur Soot- They would definitely get along and vibe together through music, could definitely harmonize together
Ghostbur- Still get along and sing a lot and spend a lot of time with friend just to stay happy and take all the blue away
Jschlatt- Oh boy, it would be a disaster waiting to happen with a lot of chaos and cat photos but they would get along a lot and bond over their cats
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lowkeyrobin · 2 months
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headcannons where quackity's s/o has tattoos? could also be nsfw, if you're comfortable with it :))
I don't write NSFW but I can definitely do the tattoo part! thanks for requesting!! I don't think I've actually posted a quackity focused thing yet which is surprising to me bc I have like 3 drafts for him LMAO
QUACKITY ; tattooed lover
summary ; you have tattoos and your boyfriend is head over heels
warnings ; language; talk of needles / pain of tattoos, use of quackitys real name (lmk if I should change it!)
word count ; 670
genre ; fluff
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In general, he'll act normal about all your tattoos and whatnot, but inside every time he sees your arms (especially if you have sleeves or some sick ones around your wrists that trail up your arm even a bit) he'll just get a little red in the cheeks. He absolutely loves all your ink. He thinks it's so sick, but he's not committed enough to get any, and he doesn't think he has the pain tolerance.
he went with you to get a new tattoo on your shoulder/upper arm area
he learned you'd be there for like 5 hours and he groaned like a shitty iPad kid and took his phone out while he threatened to call Philza
once he saw the tattoo gun... oh lord it was over
literally whisper shouted at you while the artist got up to get gloves
"that's what you're getting jabbed with??? why are we here again???"
genuinely can't look
once he hears the buzzing he turns his music on and he's staring down while he sits on the couch across from you
"Alex, look!" you smile, "I'm fine"
"how do I know you're not a clone?"
"Holy shit. dude it's the quackityhq duck, that's why I brought you along"
"WAIT WHAT?"
it's not a big tattoo whatsoever, but it's a reminder that he's always with you, how you've grown together and how that's always going to be an era of your content you'd never forget about
literally gets emotional about it
"You didn't have-"
"I wanted to, for the millionth time"
he genuinely didn't know tattoos were so expensive, once you leave he questions why it was 450 dollars and you explain to him how tattoo artist income works
He's not the one to want to peel off the second skin or pop the ink bubbles or even touch the tattoo until the skin goes back to normal. He's just kinda freaked out for some reason, it's just one of those things and it honestly makes sense.
He takes some dedicated time to sniff all the lotions and numbing creams and comment on each and every one, though. All while you're trying to do some aftercare on it and shit, and you just watch.
"this one smells like buttercream icing"
"yeah?"
"ew, this one smells like badboyhalo's ass!"
"why would you even know that? 😁"
If you have any tats without color, Alex will gladly color them in with washable markers like you're a walking coloring book. He'll literally call for you and ask you if he can color on you again, it's cute, really.
"y/n/n, can I color your tattoos again?"
"aren't you streaming?"
"so?"
"yeah, fine"
he has a whole gallon sized ziploc bag filled with Crayola washable markers
like he goes from playing on the qsmp and hanging out with some people to coloring all over you while said people watch 😭
you wave to his friends like "Hello, I am his walking therapy coloring book"
he's like a little kid. You just look over at him like, "Holy shit I could love you forever wtf"
Sometimes, he'll just draw you new tattoos (with washable markers dw) cause he gets bored and wants to doodle on you. Most of the time it ends up being stick figures and dicks but it's okay, it's his way of showing affection.
He'll genuinely think of song that remind him of each of your tattoos. Somehow, some way, he does. He has a whole playlist titled 'Y/n's tattoos', and he rarely listens to it, but he thinks it's fun to think of a new song when you get another tattoo.
Although he is a little concerned because what's gonna happen when you're old and wrinkly? How do the tattoos last? Do they become old and wrinkly like the tattooed grandmas meme? Because if so, he'll rip on you til the end of time.
"well I have a long time before I look like a tattooed elderly person, but okay"
"So you will? Oh my fucking God! BAHAHAHA"
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humanaaa · 1 month
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Acaba de ser lançado o décimo capítulo da tradução de Breaking Dawn da Anonymous Dentist!! Três coisas neste capítulo:
Lobisomens
Abraços
Caçadores de lobisomens
Chapters: 10/?
Fandom: QSMP | Quackity SMP
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
Relationships: Rafael Lange | Cellbit/Roier, Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Francisco Miguel | ForeverPlayer, Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Richarlyson (QSMP), Rafael Lange | Cellbit & Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Jaiden Animations & Roier
Characters: Rafael Lange | Cellbit, Roier (Video Blogging RPF), Richarlyson (QSMP), Francisco Miguel | ForeverPlayer, Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Jaiden Animations, Bobby (QSMP)
Additional Tags: Universo Alternativo - Elementos Sobrenaturais, Universo Alternativo - Moderno com Magia, Lobisomens, Violência Típica do Canon, Gore leve, flertes, Fluff romántico, Comédia Romantica, Mãos Dadas, Apelidos Carinhosos, angst leve, Outras Tags Adicionais Serão Adicionadas, Horror, tradução, Dividindo Roupas, Dividindo a Cama
Summary:
Cellbit é um caçador de monstros.
Isso quer dizer: ele é um teórico da conspiração tentando provar a existência do sobrenatural. Seu projeto atual é o seguinte: lobisomens. Lobisomens estão na floresta, e ninguém se importa exceto ele... e exceto um cara que ele conheceu no seu clube do livro uma semana.
Acontece que esse tal de Roier sabe muito sobre o sobrenatural, também. Ele diz que é um especialista em lobisomens, e quem é Cellbit para olhar os dentes do lobo dado?
Ou: Uma comédia romântica de lobisomens anti-Crepúsculo estrelando um ex-presidiário e um cara que definitivamente não é um furry.
(Tradução de Breaking Dawn. Veja o blog da criadora original da fanfic aqui! Se você gostou dessa obra, aqui tem outras fanfics escritas por ela.
Esta é apenas uma tradução, nós não temos nenhum crédito relacionado a criação da história!)
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creechurrr · 3 months
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Another Redbug fic! ...Which is also another reaper fic! It’s fairly different from my last one though and is based off of the Ankou, a Briton version of the grim reaper :)
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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Category: Gen
Fandoms: Minecraft (Video Game), QSMP | Quackity SMP
Relationships: Zak Ahmed | Skeppy & Darryl Noveschosch | Badboyhalo, Zak Ahmed | Skeppy/Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo
Characters: Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Zak Ahmed | Skeppy
Additional Tags: Grim Reaper Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Spirit Skeppy, Spirit World, Corpses, Cold Weather, Hypothermia, Light Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Sick fic?, Fluff, Lots of it, Hugs, First Kiss, Unlabeled relationship
Summary:
Every winter a servant of Death comes riding a cart through the roads, picking up dead bodies and taking them from villages. He cleanses them for burial, a dutiful servant until his oath is fulfilled. But the work begins to take a toll on Bad, and he can't get behind on his work lest his body eats away at him first. Luckily he has Skeppy, a wandering spirit from the forest.
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mcytrecursive · 3 months
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Nomination Overview - Crack Fic
Oh boy do we have some bangers in this category. Not as many fics here, but every one a gem. I'll give you a hint: we've got mangoball.
Title: And why are you British now?  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48950557/chapters/123691441#workskin Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: ace_of_arthropods Relationships: Grian & goodtimeswithscar, Jimmy solidarity & zedaph, rendog & bigb, Joehills & Martyn  Characters: Jimmy solidarity, Joe hills, grian, goodtimeswithscar, zedaph, Martyn inthelittlewood Length of the work: 11,506 words (incomplete fic) Genre: Crack Fic, Fluff Type: Fic Summary: “Wait a second...” Grian suddenly had an idea of what might have happened. He hastily dug through his horribly unorganized inventory for something with a mirrored surface. He eventually found a hand mirror with golden decorations, which he'd never seen before, and looked into it. A scarred face with dark green eyes looked back at him. “Oh no,” Grian said, in Scar's voice. (After double life, everyone returns to their home servers... or rather, their soulmate's home server, in their soulmate's body. Shenanigans ensue.)
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Title: Sapnap's Naga Harem Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49846090 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: ollie_oxen_free Relationships: Sapnap/Philza, Sapnap/Technoblade, Punz/Sapnap, Quackity/Sapnap, Dream/Sapnap, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Awesamdude/Sapnap, Sapnap/Foolish, Sapnap/Schlatt, Sapnap/Wilbur Soot Characters: Sapnap, Dream XD, Dream, Philza, Technoblade, Quackity, Punz Length of the work: 27,870 words (incomplete fic) Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Fluff, Fantasy AU, Humour, Romance, Smut Type: Fic Summary: Fresh out of school with a Masters in Magical Zoology, Sapnap is hired by a mysterious billionaire he knows only as XD to become one of the main caretakers of a new section of his magical menagerie. He's not sure what he's expecting, but ten fucking naga— rare, dangerous, mysterious— were not on the fucking list.
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Title: A Jackerella Story Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38446057/chapters/96084898 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: wetchickenbreast Relationships: Georgenotfound/Jack Manifold Characters: Jack Manifold, GeorgeNotFound, TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot, BadBoyHalo, Tubbo, Ranboo Length of the work: 6,328 words (incomplete fic) Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Drama, Fantasy AU, Humour Type: Fic Summary: Jackerella's life fucking sucks. Her goddamn parents died (how inconsiderate) and now she is stuck living as an indentured servant for her evil stepfamily. Her younger stepsister bites people (he won't stop no matter how many doctors they bring him to) and his older stepsister is a megabitch (also a homewrecker). His only friends are talking rats, so Jack is pretty much waiting on a miracle to get out of this mess... and that miracle comes in the form of a charming prince, some glass shoes, and a demon from hell (and the demon has MASSIVE tits).
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Title: pov: me when i fucking Get You Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45823945 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: doingthewritethings Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Quackity & Slimecicle Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Soot, Technoblade, Slimecicle, Eret Length of the work: 3,450 words Genre: AU, Crack Fic, Family, Friendship, High School AU, Humour, Modern AU, Chatfic Type: Fic Summary: From: [email protected] To: [email protected] what would you do if hypothetically speaking. there was this guy. and he was horrible and awful and his hair was so fluffy like sooo fluffy like imagine putting a mop on his head. like a big old mop. or a dog. but instead of being a wet dog he smelled like cinnamon and was probably really good to pet. ohhhh my god. or, the one where Wilbur thinks they're dating, Quackity thinks they're enemies, and Eret thinks she would really, really, really like to get things done in her student council meetings.
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Title: Cheater, Cheater (Mangoball) Link: https://glittering.world/mangoball/classic Fandom: Video Blogging RPF Author: mangobaii Relationships: Dream/George, Corpse Husband/Wilbur Characters: Dream, George, Corpse Husband, Sapnap, Quackity, Karl, Wilbur, BadBoyHalo Length of the work: 20k-ish? Depends on how you count usernames and such Genre: Crack Fic, Humour, Epistolary, Mangoball Type: Fic Summary: DNF social media epistolary fiction. George gets cheated on by Sapnap with Dream; love blooms, among other things.
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