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maeizy · 1 year

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C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

#dsmp x reader #dream smp headcanons #bench trio headcanons #sbi fanfic #sbi x reader #dream smp imagine #ranboo x reader #tubbo x reader #wilbur soot x reader

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xxlunar-0988-xx · 2 years

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Kissing in the Moonlight | Tommyinnit pt1

Just got this idea from one bit in the song: can't remember to forget you, or whatever it's called, just found the audio on TikTok tbh

This is based off of the stream where tommy is in Paris with Dadza, Mumza and Wil, just you are added

Edit: i made a pt2 but i don't know how to set up links so you can go to my page and find it, or if some of you know how to please tell me how :')

Keywords: y/n - your name; e/c - eye colour

This is a Tommyinnit x gn!reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Enjoy :)

(not my gif)

As the plane came to a stop, Phil, Kristin, Wil, Tommy and Y/n got of the plane, walking through the airport.

"you know France is the city of romance?" Tommy asked Wilbur, "yep." Wilbur said, "i sould meet the love of my life here." "France is the city?" "O could meet the love of my life in this-" "you won't." "Why not?" Tommy asked, "cuz you're never going to meet the love of your life, you're gonna die alone."... "Phil! You know i could meet the love of my life here!"

For the following time at the airport, Tommy asked Wil how to say things in French, Y/n was talking with Kristin, and Phil was just filming everything laughing behind camera.

When they finally got out of the airport the first place we went to was of course the Eiffel tower, Tommy bought himself a cup of coffee, all of it spilling in his hands, they started climbing up the Eiffel tower, making jokes here and there, and y/n cringed every time they looked to see how far up they were.

At some point Tommy got stuck between the bar's of the Eiffel tower that they had to shimmy his head out of the bars, and unlucky for them, Phil didn't film it.

They soon got off from the Eifel Tower to go to the museum, Phil nad Kristin stopped at a bakery, "oh look at the married couple." Tommy said pointing the camera to Phil and Kristin then to him to quote on quote 'spit on it' as a sign of disrespect

Tommy started to whine that he wanted to go home, and Phil and Wil posed in front of the Eiffel tower like a couple tommy on the side of the photo looking like a little child tht photo bombed someone

They found a small bug that they named Carl, and Tommy claimed that Carl was like the pokemon, yelling go Carlos

They entered the art gallery Tommy and Wilbur singing the Jurassic park theme song, Tommy drooled over a sculpture of a woman and her boob's as y/n looked around the gallery with fascination in her eyes, and Tommy frond himself staring in to y/n's e/c eyes

"hey you okay big man?" Wilbur asked as Tommy shook his head getting out of his thoughts, "yeah just zoned out." Tommy said chuckling awkwardly

After visiting the Mona Lisa painting they soon left the museum and just chilled around it, throwing water bottle's at Tommy, one of them nearly hitting a person, and they left to go to a restaurant to eat... Snails... And frog legs... Yeah

Phil was the first one to try and eat the snail, he slurped the insides and said that it tasted like osme type of garlic, the Kristin was the next one to try it, and she actually thought it was good!?! Tommy and i looked as Kristin with pure shock and disgust, "get a divorce." Tommy and i said in usion as Kristin and Phil laughed quietly

"Tommy, i will try a snail if you try one." I said looking at Tommy raising a hand for a handshake, "Deal." Tommy said shaking my head and we both took one snail and took it out of it's shell, we took a bite at the same time and both cringed at the taste, "here, have some wine." Wilbur said handing tommy a glass of wine as Kristin handed me a glass of water, "but y/n gets water! Why do I get wine?" Tommy asked, "it's because you whine a lot now you rather drink that or nothing." Wil answered and y/n chocked on water, Tommy took a sip of wine and gagged at the taste

"oh that's even worse!" Tommy whisper yelled

"how do you eat the frog?" Tommy asked as Phil took a bite of a slug, "go in Phil!" Wilbur cheered him on quietly, "Philza minecrafte eating slugs." Tommy singed, "oh i can taste the earth." Phil gagged, "frog kinda Pog." Tommy said looking at me then the camera as he continued eating the frog legs

Now we were skipping through town enjoying the night air, "we have to get to the apartment." Wilbur said rushing, and we followed him behind

---y/n's pov--- + time skip

I said goodnight to everyone and went to a room with Kristin, laying don't in my bed and getting in to my pj's i lied down on my bed, "goodnight Kristin." I said turning off the bedside lamp, "goodnight y/n." She said and turned off her bedside lamp.

After two hours or so i still couldn't fall asleep, i looked to my side to see Kristin sleeping peacefully, and i sighed quietly in anoyence, the door to our room slowly and quietly started to open and fear overtook me, i watched the door in fear to reveal... Tommy? "Tommy what are you doing here? It's like... Two in the morning." I whispered quietly, "shh! I'll explain later just get dressed and follow me." He whispered, i rolled my eyes and got out of bed as i opened my backpack and took a plain white shirt, baggy jeans and under ware, (if you are female that includes a bra.), I quietly got dressed and picked up my backpack, taking my phone from the bedside table and off the charger, i left the room slowly closing the door as quietly as possible as to not wake up Kristin, "okay so what do you want Tommy." I whispered, "Wanna go to the city?" He asked and i sighed, "but what about telling Phil, Kristin and Wilbur?" I asked ,"oh who cares let's just go, get the late night Paris air, aye?" He said, i sighed, "fine let's go." I said grabbing the spare keys to the apartment that Tommy was holding.

We left the apartment keys at the front desk and walked around town, "wanna go to the Eiffel tower? I think it glows at night." Tommy said, "just look to your left dimwit, you're gonna see it glowing." I said pointing ot the Eiffel tower, Tommy chuckled in embarrassesment, "oh yeah... Anyway you still wanna go?" He asked, "sure, it'll be pretty up close." I said, "not as pretty as you." Tommy said quietly, "what was that?" I asked, "o-oh nothing!" He said tensing up.

We were just sitting at a bench in front of the Eiffel tower, admiring it's beauty, "it's peaceful." I said smiling, "yeah i know." Tommy said as i felt a pair of eyes on me, i looked towards tommy to see that he was looking at me, "are you trying to flirt with me? Is the Tommyinnit, trying to flirt with a peasant girl like me?" I asked, "No! You're not a peasant girl." Tommy said, "but you didn't deny you trying to flirty with me." I smirked at him, "so what if i was." Tommy said looking at me with a huge smirk on his face, "whatever." I said looking away flustered.

"anyway Tommy." I said, tommy hummed in response, "do you... like anyone?" I asked, Tommy chocked on air, "w-what?" He asked, "do you like anyone?" I asked, "i mean- no- do you?" He asked, i was a little disappointed by his answer, "i do actually." I said, "o-oh yeah? Who is it?" Tommy asked, and i could have swore i heard disappointed in his voice, but i brushed it off

"well I'm not going to tell you." I said, "then tell me what he's like, or wait she's like- they're like?" I said and i giggled, "well he's, kind, loud, energetic, kind of goofy and overall very sweet, he always manages to make my day, and I'm always happy when i talk to him, he has blond-ish hair and he's tall, and he has a deep British accent." I said, basically explaining to Tommy, the space between us filled with silence, the only things that could be heard are the rustling of leaves nad occasional car's passing by

"I lied." Tommy said, "what?" I turned towards him with a confused look on my face, "i lied, i do like someone." He said still looking forward, "who is it?" I asked

"you."

He said, finally looking at me, my eyes widened, "me?" I asked, "yes and i understand that you like someone else, i just- i just wanted you to know." Tommy said as his eyes started to tear up, "oh Tommy." I said as tears filled my eyes,

"I do like you." I said, "what." He said, "im saying i like you too dingus." I said laughing a little wiping my tear's, "but who were you descri- oh now i get it." I said, i started to laugh and Tommy started to laugh with me, "i literally described you! How did you not notice!" I said in between laughs, "i don't know." He said laughing

As our laughs slowly died down, and then, silence.

"so what do we do now?" I said breaking the silence looking at Tommy, and he looked at me at me same time

He extends his hand and he grabbed my cheek gently, as he slowly started to lean in he stopped before our lips could connect, "may i?" He asked, "of course dumbass." I said giggling lightly, Tommy slowly connected our lips together

The kiss felt like hours, even though it lasted a couple of seconds, but as soon as we separated for air i missed the feeling

We looked in each other's eyes, lost in the moment untill...

The phone started to ring

"Shit!" Tommy yelled grabbing his phone, "Where the FUCK are you two!" You hear Wilbur yell from the other end, "Were at the Eiffel tower." Tommy said, "Get your asses back home before go to the Eiffel tower myself and kick both of your asses!" He yelled and hung up

"Well we fucked up." I said, "we sould probably go." Tommy said standing up, "wait! One last thing before we go." I said, "what is tha-" before tommy could finish his sentence i pecked his lips, "okay now we can go." I said skipping away, Tommy stood in his spot frozen, but he shook his head quickly and followed me.

"We're fucked."

That is all, i kind of rushed the ending but i still like it.

Anyways hope ya liked it, Bye!!!

#paris #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x reader fluff #dsmp fluff #wilbur mcyt #philza #mumza my beloved #philza and mumza #y/n #kristin minecraft

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sanderchu · 2 years

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Ok so I’ve had this ideas where Dadza finds a hummingbird hybrid teen reader in a cave trying to fight off a bunch of mobs with just a wooden sword, so obviously he helps the child and adopts them. Sorry if this doesn’t make sense, I made this up at 4 in the morning

Under my wing

Note: this is so fucking cute- we love dadza here <33

C!philza and reader

Father and child relationship don’t be weird!

Reader: Gn!reader

Y/n’s pov

You were laying under a tree relaxing just looking around. Until you felt it, a little rain drop fall through the leaves. You immediately got up and started to run but the rain wasn’t fair behind. You panicked since you didn’t really have a home so couldn’t just run home so you had to resort to one thing, a cave. You managed to find one quite quickly so immediately went in and sat at the end of the cave watching the water fall. The cave was small yet long so it was pretty roomy and kinda comfy as you sat in this random rock.

As you were watching and waiting for the rain to go away you heard a sound. Like a sorta groan but thinking it was the cave and it’s sounds you ignored it. A bit later you heard it again but a bit closer. You turned around to see a zombie, well, 10. You panicked making you fall off the rock and scoot back grabbing your wooden sword held by your belt. You finally focused on the situation and stood up holding the sword with both your shaky hands trying to keep it in hand.

“Stay back!” You said as you then heard another sound. Quickly turning around you saw more mobs come after you. You were corned with your sword, all you could do was fight. There was no way out, you were trapped. “Help!” You screamed hoping someone could hear your cries as you tried to fight each mob off alone in the cave.

Phils pov

I had to go deliver something to tubbo for tommy that day. I was pissed since it was raining but my wings are pretty hard to ruin so it wasn’t that bad but still annoying. “Help!” As i was walking i Heard a cry somewhere near. I stood still to try and figure out where the sound came from, “help someone!” I followed the voice as it began to go closer and closer. That’s when I saw someone in a cave cornered. “Help!” I noticed they had a wooden sword nearly snapped.

With instinct I grabbed my diamond sword and started slaying the mobs. The person fell to there knees as I finished each one off. Once that was finally over they were in tears trying to wipe them off as I noticed there broken sword. I immediately kneeled down and moved there hair out of there face. “Hey it’s ok now, I’m here” I jumped back a bit as they went into my arms immediately hugging me tightly. “Do you have a home?” I felt there head shake signaling a no, “would you like to stay with me?” I felt there nod as I wrapped my wings around them and made my way out the cave back into the rain.

“It’s ok, I got you kid”

#dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #dsmp #dsmp scenario #mcyt imagine #mcyt #mcyt x reader #scenario #philza #philza x reader #philza x y/n

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blackloki · 2 years

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Down for It, Down for It

Summary: What you do in the dark night, full of promise.

Pairing: Dream, Sapnap, George, c!Technoblade, c!Philza, Quackity, & Karl Jacobs x gn!black!Reader

Warnings: cussing, fluff

A/N: Minors DNI, I don't want that smoke. I am making a part two for the women and children (and maybe for Eret, Punz, and Bad) later. My [x Reader] posts are always ND!Black!readers.

Now Playing: Down for It - Idman

Dream

Sitting on the kitchen counter eating grapes and talking about the duties of tomorrow.

"...two big streams this week." Clay popped a couple more grapes into his mouth, "I'm going to be very busy, bubs."

His face scrunched. The green grapes weren't too sour but as usual, Clay was weak (/j).

"Welp, it's not like I'm upset about it. This is your job and you are your own boss. However, you see fit to schedule things out will always be right."

"Thank you." Clay snagged a couple more grapes, "I appreciate that."

"Yup."

"..."

"So much more money to spend on strippers, you know?"

"...WHAT?"

Sapnap

Eating snacks in the dark quietly. Sometimes humming a tune.

George

Pillow Talk & Cuddles

c!Philza

Replenish your social batteries.

c!Technoblade

Work on your own projects together under the moon.

When you came to, your hand hurt. In your lap was a wall tapestry that your hands were busy decorating with iron detailings.

"I'm going to the farms for copper, need anything?"

Subconsciously you knew, "Can you get me iron, emeralds, a bit of pink dye, and is Tom's inside yet?"

Techno slipped his cape on. His shoulders looked so broad in the silk that they gave you gender envy. In fact he nailed a precisely adrogynous style and you swear he did it to make you jealous.

"Tommy has been in front of the fire for three hours."

"Oh. Well that's all I need." You turned to your left, where the fireplace breathed, "Tommy?"

The young boy didn't move, probably asleep. You sighed and stood from your spot on the couch.

"I should be back in 45 minutes." Techno waved his farewell and left quickly.

As soon as he did, you tipped over to Tommy, "Toms.. bud... sweetheart?.. I need you to get up, doll."

It took a couple shakes before Tommy opened his eyes. He sat up slowly and you led him to get in bed. As he curled up in his little bed-cocoon, you laid a brand new, plush mooshroom next to Henry and blew out the lights.

Karl Jacobs

Quietly play cards together. Chaos ensues.

"Motherfucking cheater!"

"You just suck at Uno."

"Oh yeah, I believe the one hoarding trapcards."

"Well yeah you just throw them away."

"THEY'RE WORTH POINTS, KARLLIAM."

Karl shook his head, placing yet another Draw 2 card on the pile, "I wouldn't know."

"KARL!"

Quackity

Crying from laughing at both of your nonsensical additions to the conversation that should've died out an hour ago.

Alex's cheeks were wet and shiny. They hurt and so did his stomach and throat.

#dsmp #dsmp x reader #dream x y/n #sapnap x y/n #georgenotfound x y/n #technoblade x y/n #philza x y/n #quackity x y/n #karl jacobs x y/n #punz x y/n

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rapid-looser · 2 years

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Burnt Fairytale.

C!Technoblade x gn! Reader

a/n: I'm trying to post daily, have fun reading this one technoblade simps!

Pronouns: none (you/yours used)

Requested?: Yes/No

Living with technoblade was a mix of joy and pain. When he started retirement, it seemed like a fairytale. Everyday waking up with him, spending late nights in relaxing silence, cooking together, it really seemed like nothing could go wrong..that was until he got sent to prison. You were you getting supplies the nether when he got taken away, when you goy back no more than 2 days had past. The first thing you saw when you arrived back in the tundra was Philza pacing around the house you and technoblade shared. Not far from him, Steve was trying to get off the rope that Philza tied him to. Once you approached the two and put your bag full of supplies down, Philza explained that Techno had been sent to prison. You were shocked to say the least. After that, the cold nights began. Philza was always busy trying to figure out the right time to get him out, Steve was only eating every few days, He never left the fireplace, which is where technoblade use to pat him while he read his book. A lot of the times you would sit near Steve, trying to comfort the upset Polar bear. Some nights you would cry, maybe out of frustration, maybe out of sadness, maybe you just missed technoblade. Niki was there to comfort you sometimes, she didn't speak much, she'd just let you cry into her shoulder. Ranboo was mostly helping Philza, since the warden was often checking up on both Dream and Technoblade, it was hard to figure out an exact time where the warden wouldn't be alerted. After 2 months, the pain of technoblades non-existent presence became similar to a cold burn. But the hope of him getting out soon was still there, well at lease for you.

Time seemed to go by endlessly, like there were no hours, no days, nothing. You started sleeping more and for longer periods of time. So when you were awoken from your seemingly endless sleep by Steve going feral, you thought someone broke into the house, someone like quackity. When you raced down the stairs to see your lover, technoblade standing at the door, bruised, hair matted and looking similar to a zombie, you thought you were dreaming. Why wouldn't you? He was still gone last time you were awake right? You weren't sure for a few minutes but when he dropped his sword, it confirmed that you weren't dreaming. He was finally back but at what cost? That didn't matter right now, the only thing that was said inbetween you two was "I told you I'd be back, didn't i?", He was referring to a letter he left you when you arrived back at the house. He was out at last and no-one was hurt, but then why did philza and niki who were behind him look like they were about to break down?

#techno x reader #technoblade x reader #technoblade #dsmp techno #dsmp x reader #techno x you #dsmp fic #dsmpblr

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strawberrygutssss · 2 years

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Introduction

Hello!Im gutz!!Im a dsmp ad tuv fanfic writer however i might do some other fandoms in the future!I try to mainly do platonic and x child reader becse there really is just not enough of them</3 but i'm always willing to do some romance(as long as y/n is legal for said person!!and if it wasn't obvious i do take requests!!!

People ill write about:

☆=Platonic ♡=Romantic

-Quackity(c! And cc!)♡☆

-Wilbur soot(c! And cc!)♡☆

-Ranboo(c! And cc!) ☆

-Philza(c! And cc!)☆

-Karl jacobs(c! And cc!)♡☆

-Purpled(c! And cc!)☆

-Badboyhalo(c! And cc!)☆♡

-Sapnap(c! And cc!)☆♡

-Drista(c!)☆

-Slimcicle(c!)♡☆

-Callahan(c!)♡☆

-Schatt(C!)☆♡

-Ghostbur♡☆

-Tuv♡☆

I will write:

-x child reader

-family fic

-soft gore(i won't decribe it heavily)

-fluff

-angst

-scenarios

-imagines

-blurbs

-x female or gn reader

-platonic x readers

-romantic x readers

I won't write"

-Smut(maybe in the future but as of now im not good at it)

-Ships

-Anything against boundaries

-any character not on my list

-hard gore

-abusive c!s or cc!s

-x male reader(im not a boy so im just not good at it)

Some facts about me:

-I love writing quackity so please request him<3

-I am mexican and arab

-i use it/she pronouns

-im pansexual

-my favorite color is pastel pink

-i listen to hyperpop and metal

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side-writes-fanfics · 3 years

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Y-You’re back!? || c!Wilbur Soot

Pairing: c!Wilbur Soot(Revivebur) x gn!reader

Word count: ≈1800 words

Genre: fluff

Tw: like two swear words

Summary: Ever since the first destruction of L’manburg and Wilbur’s death, you were knocked off your feet for a while. It was hard to accept that the guy who you loved was dead by his own demand. So, you had moved to the tundra near Techno’s house (with his permission of course), wanting to be as far as possible from the hole that remained of the nation and the man you loved the most. But what happens when he comes back? Does he still love you? Do you still love him?

Notes: I am in a brainrot for MCYT so i will just switch until my brain likes something else.

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‘Twas a cold and snowy day as per usual. It was all around the area -- covering the trees and grass as far as the eye could see. A nice breeze blew against your face as your mighty steed assisted you in the long journey from the nearby village. You had gone there the day prior in hopes of helping them survive the harsh winter that was soon to come. These trips were a weekly thing for you as you’d help them in harsh times with the tools and methods you could teach them while they, in return, gave you various goods and materials in exchange for your service. These trips wouldn’t last more than a day usually, as you did all you had rather quickly. However, this one took a turn when an unexpected storm started brewing, causing a snowstorm to slowly start forming. In the end, everyone decided that the best thing to do was to take shelter in the village and wait out the storm as you dying on your way back wouldn’t be beneficial to anyone. Plus, Phil and Techno both knew you were capable of taking care of yourself in times like these, so there was no need to worry about you. Unless, of course, you were gone for a little too long.

Midday rolled around quickly and you were finally coming back home after the storm had calmed down. Both you and your horse were tired from the trip as the sudden change in the weather took a toll on you both. Both of you couldn’t wait for the long-awaited rest and relaxation you had been longing for after this trip. While your mighty steed was put into its stable to nap, you walked over to your neighbours’ houses in order to chat with them. Phil was typically the only one to greet you after your adventure, which was typical since Techno was rarely around. This didn’t bother you since you were always really fond of Phil. He was sure to assist in any way he could, giving you advice on how to help them and listening to any events that happened. But this wasn’t the real reason you liked him. Every time you hang out with Phil, you were always reminded of your ex. He was his father after all and nothing reminded you of Wilbur like he did. His humour; intelligence; creativity; all of it. Now, you might be thinking: “But writer! What about Ghostbur!? He’s literally Wilbur and alive!” But he just wasn’t him. He wasn’t the Wilbur you knew. He was a half-assed attempt to fool everyone around that he was Wil, imitating his looks. However, you didn’t fall for the looks -- you fell for the personality and everything Wilbur stood for. Even when he blew up L’Manburg, you weren’t distraught, rather, you felt astonished at the power he held even after losing the power over the nation itself.

As for Ghostbur, you liked him. He was a cheery and lovable ghost and you never felt any resentment towards him. He really was the perfect friend to people and you adored that in him. However, it wasn’t what you felt towards Wilbur. It wasn’t that type of love. It could never replace what Wil meant to you and nothing could.

Though, your relationship was no more. Ever since his death, you knew you could never get him back. You had to tell yourself that every morning in the mirror. It was the only way you could get out of bed. Lying to yourself you were over him each and every single day until you started believing your words.

A sigh escaped your lips, walking over to Techno and Phil’s houses and greeting him along the way, “Phil! I’m home from my trip!

“(Y/N)! Welcome back! I’ve got a surprise for you!” he shouted back, “Oh, you’re going to love it!”

Your lips turned into a smile, loving the caring nature he portrayed. However, you paused for a moment and squinted your eyes. Phil always chose his words carefully, especially when it came to your feelings, knowing that saying you’ll love something wasn’t something that happened easily.

“Oh really, Phil? What could make me feel the pleasures of love again?” sarcasm laced each word that escaped your mouth, after which you chuckled.

Once you walked into his house, your eyes locked with a familiar light shade of brown in his eyes. Was it Ghostbur? No. No, no, he was pale, but not as pale as the ghost. His body wasn’t transparent. Friend was nowhere to be seen. His messy hair; his signature coat; his height -- it was him. Even the new white streak of hair which contrasted the brown hair you once loved couldn’t change the fact that it was him.

“Wi-Wilbur?” your voice cracked slightly while your hands covered your mouth in shock.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it dear?” his voice. It really was him. It wasn’t a sick prank Tommy was pulling, dressing up Ghostbur into Will for content. His voice was the one you remembered it to be, although slightly raspier. This isn’t really. This wasn’t real. It didn’t have to be a prank, it just isn’t really. You must be dreaming. You’re still in the village. The cold night must be causing you to have this… nightmare? Was it a nightmare? Or were you happy about seeing him again? You were over him, weren’t you? The lies you told yourself every morning, didn’t you start to believe them? Wasn’t it real? He’s dead! How is he here!?

Smack.

You slapped him across the face. You felt it. You felt the pain of Newton’s third law spread itself across the palm of your hand. An equal and opposite reaction to the action you had just executed. The sting; the pain. This wasn’t a dream. This was 100% real. You couldn’t believe it. He was real. He was alive.

“How are you alive?” your hands began to shake and your breath began to race. His hands moved to your sides, wrapping themselves around your body in order to pull you into a hug. Your hands hesitantly lifted themselves, mimicking his actions. It may have been months since his death, but his hugs were the same. From the first to the last one, they felt as homely as ever. “How? How? How?” Tears began to fall from your eyes as you tried to comprehend what was going on.

“That’s not important right now. I’ve missed you so much.” your tears wettened the shoulder of his jacket while his hands rubbed circles into your back. The two of you forgot about the world around you, leaving Phil and Tommy to just stare at you two. While Phil looked at you two with the biggest smile a man could have, Tommy looked disgusted.

“(Y/N)! Have you forgotten what Will did to L’Manbrug!?” Tommy exclaimed rather loudly. Your hands gripped the man’s jacket, remembering the reason he died. Wilbur moved one of his hands up to the back of your head.

“Honey, I just want you to know I’m very sorry for everything I did. I regret every single mistake I’ve made and I regret being the man I was before.” his voice spoke softly into your ear, peppering light kisses around the top of your head with the end of each sentence. “I’ve found a new enjoyment to life and every day we spent apart I realised how much I loved you. I’ve realised how much I still love you. Please, (Y/N), you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” You pulled your body back to gain direct eye contact with your past lover. You still loved him, there was no doubt about that anymore. No hug felt like his. No kisses felt like his. The lies would have only worked for so long; they were a temporary solution to a long-term problem.

“Will, I-”

“I know it’s been a while. I know you must have moved on and maybe you don’t even love me anymore, but please. I spent 13 years in complete isolation without you. I will do whatever it takes to call you mine again.” Wilbur slowly began to feel tears pool up around his eyes, however, he held them back in front of you.

“Will, I still love you. I have for all this time and I want you to know that.” his body language perk up, showing joy and excitement to the words he had just heard, “However, I don’t think I can get back into the swing of things right away.”

“That’s OK! I’ll give you time to process it, figure out your feelings and all of that stuff. I just want you to know that I won’t let you go this time. I don’t want to live a life without you.” He hugs you tighter, putting you back into the position you two were in before for a few more moments. Once the two of you parted again, Wilbur stole a kiss from you. While you were trying to process what just happened, Tommy decided he had enough of his bullshit.

“Ay, ay, ay! That’s a little much buddy!” he stormed in between the two of you, grabbing Wilbur’s arm. “Let’s go, man, you’re having a little bit too much fun in Phil’s house.” Tommy pulled Wilbur further away from you and out of the house door. Will didn’t put up much of a fight but didn’t leave without saying goodbye.

“I’ll be back, my love! I promise! But until then, farewell!” As the two of them walked out of sight, you let out a sigh filled with both love and worry. You turned back around to face Phil who had the biggest smirk you’d ever seen plastered on his face.

“So how was your trip?” he asked as if this entire event didn’t just happen.

“Oh fuck off.” The two of you chuckle in unison, avoiding expressing to each other the wild emotions going through your mind. In these times without Wilbur, you really only had each other to rely on for comfort as no one else really understood the pain of losing someone as close as he was to the two of you. Now that he’s back, maybe you two could start to feel the joys of the past and the fun you had while he was still alive.

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vneuns · 3 years

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half a heart

pairing : c!dream x gn!reader

warnings : angst? sort of

word count : 0.9k

a/n: i meant to publish this last night but i ended up falling asleep lmao

Dream stood silently in front of you as he watched you spill your heart out to him telling him what he was doing was wrong, but he couldn’t bring himself to care. There was too much joy in his manipulation. It was addicting, and he just couldn’t stop.

“Please listen to me.” Your cheeks were stained with tears and the beige cardigan was doing nothing to warm your cold body. “I’m listening to you Y/n but what you’re saying doesn’t interest me.” You sucked in a breath. Knowing he didn’t mean it.

Unless he did… No. No no no of course he didn’t mean it. This was Dream but not your Dream. You didn’t know when whoever this was in your boyfriend's body but all you knew was that you wanted him gone.

“I think you should go.” You whispered you whipped away at the water on your cheeks. Everything in you screaming to tell him that wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted him to talk to you. That’s all you wanted. All you’ve wanted for a while.

“Yeah I think that’s a good idea.” And with that he picked up his purple enchanted sword and left your shared home.

The second the door closed you had fallen to your knees the wall you had put up in front of your boyfriend now crumbling down leaving you a crying mess on the floor.

Never in the three years of your relationship with Dream did you ever have an argument so bad that he’d leave without apologizing, or without reassuring you he’d be back.

You were woken up by multiple harsh knocks on your door. You got up groggily yelling that you were coming.

Your eyes were bloohshot red, spending most of your night curled in a ball balling your eyes out whilst cuddling your boyfriends cold pillow that had smelled of him.

When you opened the door you were surprised to find Quackity on the opposite side with a distressed look on his face. “Hey quack what’s-.”

“It’s Dream. They locked him up last night.” Your eyebrows shot up in surprise and confusion. “Wha- for what?”

“They won’t tell us anything but I heard Sam talking to schallt about mind control or something.”

“Are they gonna kill him?” You whispered timidly nibbling at one of your knuckles, something you tended to do when you were stressed out. “I’m not too sure, but I’m gonna go tell the others are you going to be alright?” You nodded giving him a fake smile he couldn’t see through to put down his worries. “Okay I’ll be back later on.” Once the door was closed a raspy breath left your mouth, the tears forming just as they did the night before.

Of course you and everyone else knew about your boyfriends psychopathic tendencies, but you hadn’t realised how bad it had really gotten. Yeah maybe you were blinded by the fact that you had known the man for so long that the thought of him hurting other people never crossed your mind.

You leaned against your front door sliding down it as the tears came faster now, you realizing just how blind you had been this entire time.

A few weeks had passed and you hadn’t left your house at all for anything. Of course your friends would come by and check on you or bring you food, but it never worked. They'd always just end up finding you on your bed wearing or holding Dreams sweater like it was the end of the world.

And even after he was granted visitation rights you refused. You couldn’t bring yourself to push down the pain you were feeling to go visit someone who had been wanting to hurt people for so long.

All of his best friends would try and convince you to go, because he was “just as bad as you” but you ignored their attempts. As much as your heart was pleading with you to go visit the love of your life, your brain knew you wouldn’t last two seconds in the same room as him without breaking down.

That was until Phil visited. “I’m not going to visit him Phil I don’t care what you say, or do, I’m not going. I can’t” Your voice was muffled into your pillow hair disheavealed and you didn’t smell the best but no one pointed it out knowing it was most definitely not the time.

“I didn’t come here to talk about him, or force you to do anything. I came to talk about you.” He sat himself on the chair in the corner of your room that faced the bed.

“What about me? I’m an emotional mess because i was to blind to realize that my own boyfriend was a psychopathic manipulator that tried to brainwash everyone.”

“No, I don't want to know about the obvious.” He told you light heartedly.

“I want to know what’s going on inside that brain of yours.” Your eyebrows raised in surprise. You moved your head a bit so you could see him clearly out of one eye.

“I miss him, I miss him a lot.” Phil nodded waiting for you to continue. “But after that fight and him practically pushing me away, i just felt like self isolation would be best.”

The blonde man across from you nodded once again as he leaned back in the cushioned seat. “you need to go visit him.”

“I can’-.”

“you can and you will not if ands or buts about it Y/n.”

#mcyts #mcyt imagine #mcyt x yn #mcyt x reader #dream mcyt #dream #dream smp #angst #c!dream #c!dream x reader #c!dream c gn!reader #c!dream x fem!reader #c!dream x male reader #dream x reader #dream x yn #phil #philza #wilbur #quackity

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lmanburgbeloved · 2 years

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Lovers Always Have The Toughest Decisions

becoming a target is not ideal • 4

part 1 part 2 part 3

a c!dream x reader

word count: 1.1k

summary: “now, if you told yourself four months ago that you would currently be consoling your ex boyfriend while he was crying, about a week after helping him find a place to hide when he escaped prison, you'd call yourself a liar, but here you are.”

warnings: swearing, talks of death but no one dies, crying

walking into the house you take your shoes off before putting them next to the door, but upon turning around you let out a loud, deafening, scream when you saw the three men sitting at the dining table, whilst in the dark, playing a game of go fish, almost like they were waiting for you, which they were.

one of them getting up and walking over to you worriedly, you assumed it was Phil until they walked into the light "are you okay?" they asked nervously, proceeding with his thought process he added, "we were worried sick" the pink haired man placed a hand on your face, rotating your head, then looking at your shoulders and arms, searching for bruises or cuts, upon seeing you had none he took his hand away, but quickly pulled you into a hug, he whispered "i was so worried someone hurt you"

"nobody hurt me, i went to visit Tommy" he let go, and deciding it was past time for him to go to bed he went to his room.

Phil got up and walked to you next "i'm glad you're alright mate" you gave him a quick hug with a kind smile accompanied after.

Phil decided he was going to do the same as Techno and head to bed, walking away to his room he told you a quick i love you, to which you returned.

the dirty blonde that was sitting at the table was shaking his leg up and down while biting his thumbnail, you knew he was scared for you, but you could also see he had something to say, so you made your way to the table, sitting across from him and started a conversation, hopping you could get him to open up.

"you're anxious" you point out, causing him to shake his head as he stopped zoning out, but refusing to look at you, he looked less worried than before, but there's still fear in his features.

while he was still biting his thumbnail you reached your hand across the table to hold the outside of his closed fist, "come on, at least look at me" you say with a kind yet pleading tone.

once he finally looked directly into your eyes you could see he had been crying, or at least tearing up and rubbing his eyes raw from wiping them so much.

"what's gotten into you sunshine?" he smiled briefly before speaking up "i knew you said you were going to town, but," he pauses and looks away, almost like he was debating on telling you the information he held,

"we had a visitor while you were gone" your eyes widened and your hand held his fist a little tighter "they didn't hurt you, did they?" he shook his head and continued "they didn't hurt me, but they threatened to hurt you"

how were you suppose to take that information? you knew you could handle yourself pretty well, but you must admit, it's scary knowing you now have a target on your back.

"is that why everyone was the way they were when i came in?" you asked so softly it wouldn't be heard if it was any other time but the middle of the night "yeah, we figured you'd be home by sunset, not the middle of the night, so we got worried"

your mind was closed in thoughts, who was the visitor? why did they wait instead of going to find you? maybe it was their hope that you would come back, and if that was the case you assume they haven't felt that relieved in a while.

"who?" he looks at you with confusion all over his face "let me rephrase that, who is trying to harm me?" and with that one question you've never seen someone's face fall in sadness and betrayal so fast

he quickly got out of the chair before giving you the fakest smile you've ever seen, it was quick as well, something wasn't right.

"i'll be heading to bed, you should too" he goes to walk away but you grab his wrist stopping him in his track, you moved in front of him, the moonlight was bright on the two of you, placing a hand to his cheek you scan his face, it was nothing but sadness, betrayal, and fear.

you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a loose hug, it was like that so if he didn't want to be touched he could pull away, but his arms wrapped around your waist tightly, and with him bringing you in close, almost like he needed to make sure you were actually there, you could feel the shakes his body made and occasionally heard sniffles, and that's when you realized, he's crying.

taking one of your hands you ran it through the back of his hair, politely and quietly shushing him every time he tried to speak because you could tell it was hard on him to get words out at the moment.

"it's okay, i'm here, i've got you"

now, if you told yourself four months ago that you would currently be consoling your ex boyfriend while he was crying, about a week after helping him find a place to hide when he escaped prison, you'd call yourself a liar, but here you are.

you stayed like that for about fifteen minutes, him being silent with you telling him comforting words, you wanted him to feel nothing but safe in that moment.

eventually you parted ways so you could get to your separate rooms, sleep was the only thing on your mind, but something else was on his.

after walking into your room you closed the door then started making your way to change into something more comfortable for bed, settling on a lime green spaghetti strap tank top and gray shorts.

you laughed thinking about how Quackity would always make fun of you, in a light hearted way, about you owning shorts like these, you could hear him saying 'look mom, i have booty shorts' in that voice he always does for comedic affect, it does apparently work though since you laugh every time he does it.

finally crawling into bed you couldn't help but stay up for a bit longer, asking yourself questions like 'what are Niki, Phil, and Techno hiding from me? if anything at all' and 'who the fuck threatened to kill me?' your last thought before drifting off was 'i need to get lessons from Techno so i can protect myself better' and just like that, peaceful sleep,

or so you thought.

#c!dream #c!technoblade #c!philza #c!dream x reader #dreamwasktaken #dream x reader #dream x gn!reader #dreamwastaken x reader #mcyt #dsmp #dream smp #dream smp x reader #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #minecraft youtubers #hurt/comfort

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angel-anoetic · 3 years

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I really love your Wanderer bits and bobs an was wondering if you had anything else? The idea is gold, kudos to anons for coming up with it and you for pulling it off.

hihi anon! the Wanderer pieces are actually very popular, and i'm happy that so many people enjoy them! i know philza is a huge comfort for most, so hats off to the anon who came up with it. i do have a few more tricks up my sleeve for him so i hope you enjoy <3

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c!Philza & [gn]Reader - Wanderer pt. 4

genre: /plat, immortal Phil & Reader, AU, headcannons, c!Phil, series, writer! Reader

warnings: none! (lmk if i missed something)

previous: pt. 1 pt. 2 pt. 3 pt. 5

masterlist <3

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There are periods of no contact. You and Phil don't always find your way back to one another, but neither of you minds, because at the end of the day you both know that it won't be the last time you see each other.

Imagine one day you two come across each other once again and you notice that his hair is longer and had flowers tangled throughout. AND YOU MEET MUMZA!

"Phil! You look great! How have you been?" "I've never been better actually. There's someone I want you to meet."

You tease him about the flowers. Some are bright and fresh, others are faded, not withering though.

Eventually, you two are in a clearing and he tells you to wait before disappearing into the brush.

You sit quietly, writing in your book, tuning your instrument quietly. Then you realize the forest has gone quiet, and you get to your feet quickly.

Then you hear a light humming coming from behind you. You turn and are met with a tall woman, seemingly gliding towards you. She wears a large hat with a veil surrounding her face and hair, and a dress that looks as though it contains the night and the stars that come with it.

"Hello, you must be Y/n. It's so wonderful to meet you, Phil has told me so many amazing things." Her voice is like silk, so soft and comforting, yet full of emotion.

"Thank you. Many I ask your name? Forgive me but it has been a time since Phil and I have spoken."

She giggles, "I understand. I'm Kristin."

Phil appears from behind her, "This is my wife."

"Wife?! By god's, I never thought you'd get married!" You laugh and hug Phil, then turn to Kristin. "He's a very lucky man."

After chatting for a few hours, Phil goes off to get some food and you and Kristin are left to yourselves.

"Do you think you could show me a song? If it's no problem?"

"Of course, actually now that you mention it, there's something I've been working on, kinda seems coincidental that I meet someone so similar..."

You take out your notebook, turning to a tattered page, and ready your instrument...

Ooh Angel, Oh heavenly darling,

How does one fall into your favor, how does one meet their maker?

Oh dear, you are so kind, as you lead them blind,

Oh dear you are so sweet, near them to a quick defeat.

How the flowers bloom, compared to the doom

That may follow too soon.

As you put down the instrument she just stares, both admiring your talent and purely focused on the words.

Phil comes back and you show him the song, Kristen giggling at his reactions.

Eventually, you have to part ways again, but at least you've made a new friend, one who is kind and just right for your oldest friends.

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oh my gosh this got so long, I'm doing a part five, I'm so sorry-

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beeindaclouds · 1 year

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Time to resend my requests.

Can I request c!DSMP with a reader who is a "Vampire Queen" like Marceline from Adventure Time?

-🥀 anon

Hii 🥀 anon, thanks for requesting and I hope you enjoy <3

C!DSMP w/ a Vampire!Reader

Includes C!: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, Philza, Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

You took the SMP by storm on the first day you appeared there

Everybody already knew about the famous vampire, who enchants everyone with their catchy songs and grungy looks

To hear that you were moving here had made everyone exited to meet you

They all just didn't expect you to be as mischievous as you were

Dream and Punz mostly stayed away from you, knowing that your other vampire form could probably kill them in an instant. But you liked to tease Punz from time to time, just to see the blood rise to his cheeks;

You visited Kinoko Kingdom a lot, mostly because the red mushrooms were a great way for you to stay fed, but you also enjoyed the George, Sapnap and Karl's company and vice versa;

Bad and you seemed to have completely hit it off, a demon/vampire friendship that no one expected. But since you are basically a second Skeppy, who's your best friend and the person you cause mischief with the most, it's no wonder you get along so well;

You, Wilbur and Quackity had a weird...dynamic. Alone, you got along with both of them, but the second you three are all togheter all hell breaks lose;

Phil and Techno were pretty friendly. You and Philza had bumped into eachother while on a flight many times, and you liked to tease Techno by sucking the red off of his cape;

Niki is basically the Princess Bubblegum to your Marcelline. You tease her, and she finds it annoying, but in the end you two are still very fond of eachother;

Eret was someone you were always scared of talking to. He reminded you so much of a person you had met when you were younger, so you could never find yourself to talk to him;

Another duo you teased is Foolish and Sam, especially Sam. Foolish was always too adorable to torture, so you would sometimes visit Sam in the prison and keep him company by causing a bit of chaos.

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moonculus · 3 years

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cooking with sbi ! mcyt x reader

platonic, fluff

c!wilbur, c!techno, c!philza, c!tommy x gn!reader

pronouns used: they/them

warnings: none

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• let’s just bear in mind it took you weeks to get the entire group to stay put for a couple of hours; let alone convince them to cook an actual meal with you.

• you brought up the idea after yet another failed attempt on dinner brought to you by, well, yourself.

• tommy immediately tried to run out of the room, phil being the one to send him a glare that sat the boy down reluctantly.

• now, here you are.

“tommy, what are you doing with those?”

“the recipe called for room temperature eggs. wilbur told me to put them in the microwave to warm them up.”

“boys, be nice.”

“phil, i think you should let him microwave the eggs. i want to see what happens when he microwaves the eggs.”

• phil rolls his eyes and pats you on the shoulder as a good try, but there is no way this is going down without a fire.

• techno- wait. where’s techno?

• as if on cue, the pink haired piglin appears and plucks the eggs out of tommy’s hands, handing them to you with a shrug.

“you bitch! that was my job!”

“your job is to stay out of their kitchen.”

“your job is to not be a bitch, techno!”

• *cue the iconic technoblade slow turn*

• with a shriek, tommy runs off, techno pacing behind him.

• without the distraction of antagonizing tommy, wilbur is actually an efficient chef. phil and you work together to serve the group.

"here's to hopefully not dying."

"tommy!"

• okay. so, it may not be very good, but at least you all worked together- right?

• techno had ordered a pizza when the monstrosity was placed on the table.

• the night ends with the five of you chomping on pizza and hanging out together by the fireside.

"tommy, you're on dish duty."

"what the fuck?!"

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butcheranons · 2 years

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hey im new! there’s no pressure to write this but haven’t been able to get this scenario out of my head:

a young c!philza’s first time where he can’t hold back his bird brain from chirping, purring, chest rumble, the need to breed, etc. and just praising gn!reader so much because it feels so good and you’re touching him everywhere with experienced hands until he’s shooting blanks and completely exhausted

also can i be 🪶 anon?

I'm sorry it has taken me so long to reply! (When you said no pressure… I took it too far OTL)

I’m not too good with this dynamic but I did my best!!!

Welcome to our charming little whorehouse, 🪶 nonnie!!!

Phil just couldn't help his instincts, his throat would erupt in feral, guttural growls, primal urge to knead at your skin taking over, your usually logical and collected lover has shown you a totally different side. With glossy eyes, swollen lips, Phil would nuzzle on your neck, teeth nibbling on your skin, relishing on his marks of possession,his pretty mate. Just for him, oh, so pretty.

Your hands seem to blindly know each and every spot that sends an electrical current through every bone in his body, driving him absolutely insane. Gods, his chest would look so appetising! Pale white skin, translucent and dotted with pale green veins, his feathers gleaming under the soft bedroom lights.

With peppered kisses along his collarbones, you smile against his squirming chest. Phil mewls so beautifully with parted lips in a perfect 'O', his wings jump under each of your touches, feathers ruffling softly against the linen.

You seem to know his every weak spot, glistening lips dripping in a mix of saliva and semen, while your tongue is around him, your hands are scratching ate his chest, toying with his nipples, earning yourself shy, hoarse moans. It's not long before he's nearing his nth climax of the night.but he can't help but hold back, against his every instinct, he must come in you, must not let his seed waste, must fill you up,make sure it takes.

"need to come in you, my love " how could you tell him no?

You squeeze him so tight he groans, nails scratching at your waist, rutting into your hips with such desperation, breathy praises escaping his lips. "So good, made just for me. Taking me no well."

Your name drips from his lips like a prayer.

" Will look so good carrying our chicks,”

(ps: im so sorry i’m terrible at answering asks TT i’ll get to all of them in the morning i promise do not hate me)

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