#c!techno smut

[bivwifeybunny]

Alright that's it.

I'm looking for someone to rp with. Specifically an mcyt rp. Preferably someone to rp Sapnap for me. I write for karl, dream, punz, and c!techno. So dm me if ur interested. The rp would involve smut so if it's not your thing then ignore this. idc if the rp is c! or cc! it's entirely up to you. ⚠18+ people only! my minors dni rules are still in place⚠

#wifey speaks <3 #sapnap smut #karl smut #karl jacobs smut #dream smut #dreamwastaken smut #punz smut #c!techno smut #sapnap x reader smut #karl x reader smut #karl jacobs x reader smut #dream x reader smut #dreamwastaken x reader smut #punz x reader smut #c!techno x reader smut

[straighttohellbuddy]

the red means i love you {c!Technoblade}

Summary: Yandere!Technoblade. Fake gods are worshiped with wine and flowers; real gods require blood.

Need to Know: They/Them. Yandere!Technoblade / Enabler!Reader. established relationship. DARKFIC & LIGHT SMUT PLEASE READ WARNINGS VERY CAREFULLY !!

A/N: 2755 words. hey holy shit read the warnings i mean it. this really isn't for everyone. but anyways i started this months ago lol and it makes me feel some type of way. probably OOC as all fuck. if you do end up reading this, 1. is it coherent? 2. is it any good? :/

Warnings: Romanticisation/Rationalisation of Yandere Behaviour; NON-GRAPHIC SMUT (no genitals specified), GRAPHIC KNIFE-PLAY BLOOD-PLAY AND PAIN-PLAY, SEMI-VIOLENT BODY WORSHIP?? OBJECTIFICATION. Violence. Scarification. Bondage. Mutual Obsession. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Citrus Scale: ❤️ GRAPEFRUIT ❤️

{ yandere!dsmp masterpost }

He gets antsy in isolation; the voices are hungry, and fresh bruises will never compare to cherry-red blood on the snow, on his hands, like wine the way you'd seen him savour it before the regret flashes across his face. Blood for the Blood God cheered like the fleeting high was worth the exhaustion the whole ordeal brought with it. You'd seen it time and again; violence simply for violence sake was tiring. It's been a long time since he'd felt like killing for anything or anyone that wasn't you, and since you're by his side in the tundra, there was little reason for him to jump to violence, or at least, violence you didn't relish in.

Because you basked in reminders of his power, finesse, how easily he could wreak devastation, and there was something thrilling about when he turned those skills upon you, knowing he loved you too much to break you beyond repair. But there was also something intoxicating when he almost would, when he'd spend days lavishing praise upon you as he cared for you, tended to the wounds he'd inflicted, nursed you back to health.

In the split second after he'd land a hit while sparring, and he's breathing heavy, eyes wild, and the pain hasn't hit you yet, you see the way his eyes light up. This time it had been a deep gash in your cheek, which had genuinely startled you, and he turns immediately, apologising, saying he lost himself in the moment.

"Don't worry about me," you tell him as he takes your face in his hands, the contact stinging as blood begins to seep from the wounds, "you wouldn't kill me," you assured him, and it's as if he needed to hear the words out loud to believe them, his gaze softening, your hands resting on his hips, "and if you did, we both know you would have your reasons."

"You're so..." but he can't even finish the compliment, syrupy affection in his eyes as he looks at you, still holds your face. He can't find the words in this moment, cant say what you know he's thinking, 'you bleed for me' but you can still hear it. His gaze is endearing as he looks at his own hand on your cheek, before holding it up in the sunlight, your blood shiny and slick on his fingers.

You take his hand in yours, love unspoken but well heard as you softly kiss his knuckles. Carefully, you bring his hand back to your cheek, the stinging wound and the warm, red proof that you were alive. When you pull him in for a kiss, he's holding your face tighter this time, the pressure searing beneath his touch as you kiss him; the tense set of his shoulders had eased, however, and to you, that's all that mattered.

The moment, he tells you later, soothed the voices, at least for the time being. You, stretched out next to him in bed, carefully applying bandaids and ice packs to your more recent training wounds, make a noise of interest.

"I don't like hurting you like that," he admits, voice low, sounding almost remorseful. Instinctively you turn your attention from your bandage application, to him, curling an arm over his chest, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Like what?" Because he's not one for admitting remorse, especially not about something like this; you've got well cared for scars to the contrary.

"Like in a way we haven't discussed," it takes him a long moment to find the words, but you know its still not entirely the truth; as if your awareness of the altercation was crucial to his enjoyment of it. He got caught up like this a lot, when injuries were accidents. The problem was that it wasn't his intention, it wasn't premeditated; you never minded the lack of warning, he'd had your complete trust for as long as he'd had your heart. You knew what he was capable of, but that he loved you, that's why you trusted him. He, however, knew what he was capable of, and loved you, which is why accidents scared him half to death.

"But it felt good, didn't it? Better than usual," as you say that, he looks to you, sharp and calculating, gaze focused on the patching job he'd done on your cheek earlier, "do you want that? The blood?"

"I don't need it," he says softly, kissing your nose, "I like what we have, I like training with you, you don't-"

"But do you want it?" You ask, reaching up to touch his cheek, your fingertips feather light as you trace where the scar would be on him, and his eyes close for a moment. He leans into your touch.

"The things I crave," he begins, before amending with the faintest smile, "the things other than you, don't matter out here; I'm keeping us safe. The violence for the sake of blood, it's exhausting to keep searching for," he groaned faintly, before adding, "and dangerous," his gaze slides to you, and you know he's not concerned about himself. You, however, held his face for a long moment.

"And what of blood without violence?" You ask softly; he goes very still, breath caught alongside the thought, "Blood for the Blood God," When you lower your hand to his chest, his eyes open. Dark and thoughtful, there's hesitation there, confusion almost.

"You don't know what you're offering," his tone is like ice water, a shock to your system with how cold it is. There's no warning when he sits up, out of your embrace, leaving you cold and confused, "I'm trying to keep you safe." Accusatory, as if you're in the wrong, as if you should know better.

He leaves before you've even formulated a response, tense and seemingly furious and you have no idea how or why the situation changed so dramatically. It's always hard to try and sleep alone nowadays, but you don't have much of a choice.

Techno comes home still wreathed in the heat and horrible sufler smell of the Nether, sweet words on his lips as he curls into bed beside you. None of them are an actual apology, but he's got a talented hand between your thighs as he tells you he loves you, and it's enough to ease your fretting, half asleep mind for the time being.

It seems safer to leave that topic well enough alone for the time being, but it doesn't leave your mind. The thoughts that begin to haunt you encroach on every part of your life. Intrusive, idle chatter starts up when you're training and the sun glances off his blade and catches your gaze, and won't shut up as you're preparing dinner together, and the chatter roars with approval whenever you so much as get a paper cut. Perhaps this is what it's like to experience the voices that clamour for blood and violence in your love's head, though more and more you're sure it's your mind's way of encouraging you, because there are moments where Techno looks at you, eyes dark with a barely concealed desperation, and all thoughts in your mind go silent.

"Don't look at me like that if you're not going to do anything about it," you teased, catching him in one of those dark, thoughtful moments he was becoming increasingly prone to. Techno, however, is pointedly quiet, averting his gaze, light from the fire making him seem somehow even more dramatic, "you've been trapped in there a lot lately," settling yourself on the sofa beside him, you curl up by him, cheek against his shoulder.

Still, he remains quiet.

The crackle of the fire fills the otherwise silent room, though Techno shifts to wrap his arm around you, pulling you a little closer. You feel when he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"Wish I could be trapped in here," he mumbles against you, drawing circles on your shoulder with his finger, "figure out how you live like you don't feel fear."

"I have you," you respond with absolute, blunt sincerity.

"What?" It sounds as if he genuinely didn't expect your response.

"I have you," it comes out a murmur, angling your face to his, nose to nose as your gaze locks with his, "why would I ever feel afraid." His pupils are blown so wide with want that you're half afraid you'll get lost in them. He must feel the erratic beating of your heart, must know the thrill you feel in this moment -

"You should fear what I want to do to you when you say things like that," his voice is low and you feel like you could melt at the implications, which was probably not his intention, but you didn't care.

"And yet you don't even do anything," you sighed languidly, eyelashes fluttering as you find your gaze dropping to his lips, "what a tease -" but then there's two fingers in your mouth, effectively shutting you up.

"And if I tore you apart, would that make you happy?" He practically snarls, but you angle your head to make sure he can see the dreamy look in your eyes. After a few moments of intensity, he moves his hand from your jaw, your mouth, to grip your thigh, to pull you closer.

"Is it what you want?" You feel elated, all kinds of heady and fire-warm. This is the precipice, the moment where he yet again understands you truly mean you'd do anything for him, and his hesitation will evaporate -

"More than anything," he admits, as if his honesty had left him breathless, and he kisses you hard before you have time to think. Pulling you into his lap, he takes the opportunity to fist his hand in your hair. When he pulls hard, it's the first of many wonderfully aching, stinging, bruising moments of the night.

And you learn that there is no blood without violence, not for the Blood God...

There's a sharp pain the moment the blade first breaches your skin, metal along your sternum cool before the pain brings with it heat. You try to bite back your yelp, but can't quite manage it. You've been cut before but never so deliberately, not by someone who looks at you like Techno does now. Techno, sitting carefully on your thighs, doesn't seem to acknowledge it; he drags the blade down the centre of your chest with an almost agonising unwaivability, tears springing to your eyes, trying not to squirm, to make the pain worse.

"Techno," you whimper, his name escaping you almost involuntarily, nervously tugging at your wrist bindings above your head. There's something dark and strangely detached in Techno's gaze as he meets yours.

"I'm okay," you murmur unconvincingly, "I- it hurts more than I thought it would is all, I'm sorry I'm-" though for all your babbling you don't even consider asking him to stop. He presses the flat side of the blade to your ribs and reaches out with his free hand to carefully wipe away your tears.

"You're so good," there's something hungry in his eyes, "so good to me... beautiful like this." And something clicks in your brain; you'd do anything to keep him talking to you like that, looking at you like that.

"More- please, again," you choke out, a desperate gasp as pain and pleasure weave together in your mind. Something about the way you've already begun to beg has his breath catching in his throat, an animalistic noise escaping him. Already his self restraint is all but shredded; before you knew he'd hesitate, or check in with you, but now -

"More what?" A demand for an answer. The blade is ice cold and feather light against your skin.

"Blood, please," stutters from your lips as you try to lean up to kiss him. Instead, he keeps one hand firm on your shoulder against the table, wearing a pleased smile as he instead dips to keys you, "my love, make me bleed."

He seems to derive pleasure from the way you whimper against his lips, your faint noises of pain as he carefully carves into the skin of your sternum while kissing you. It's starting small, he tells you, at least for now, having left a simple geometric pattern on your sternum that he admires as he fucks you. He lavishes you with praise, works hard to get you off but leaves you a bloody mess until well after the afterglow has faded.

When he tells you it will leave a beautiful scar, something inside you lights up with joy, with love.

"I can take more, I -" already you're babbling, offering. He hasn't untied you; the ache of your bound wrists is comfortingly familiar as you allow yourself to be taken care of.

"Don't," Technoblade warns you firmly, looking up from where he's cleaning and dressing the wounds. Even so, he seems calmer and steadier than he's been in a long while, as if granted a brief moment of mental peace after what had just occurred.

"You keep offering something very dangerous, but maybe your naivete is part of why I find you so precious," he pauses for a long moment before leaning in to press a kiss to the edge of the bloody pattern he was responsible for. A thin line of your blood shines by the corner of his mouth as he pulls back and smirks up at you. You're desperate to kiss him, but you knew it would interrupt his care, and you'd probably remain restrained past the point of it being enjoyable.

"Did it help?"

He is quiet for a long moment after your question. Finally, he spoke.

"How much did it hurt?"

"What?"

"Tell me how much it hurt," there was an unexpected dark edge to his voice now, something pleased and almost smug. He's holding bandages but his hands have stilled, "when you begged me to carve into you like that," it's that hunger again, the same you'd seen the moment you'd winced and gasped and squirmed once he'd finally put the blade down in favour of admiring his work, now free hand between your thighs.

Now he's just... admiring you, bound, marked, still comfortable at his mercy. Looking at the angry red lines in your skin, he can see the blood slowly seeping from them, his personal form of art. Carefully, you wet your lips, shifting the barest amount against the still bloodstained linens.

"It was awful," you murmur honestly, "it still is kind of unbearable, more than I expected." He blinks slowly, hands still hovering inches away from your torso. He hears it, you know he hears it, the way you speak so carefully about the pain without a hint of negativity. He's a sudden rush of movement, kissing you with newfound intensity, one hand coming to cup your face while the other he presses flat against the still fresh wound.

"I could kill you, you silly, porcelain thing," he groans, as if turned on by the very idea he's warning you about.

"Could you?" A breathless, wanton gasp escapes you, and it turns to a pained whimper as he presses against the wounds more insistently, which he echoes with a pleased noise of his own, "please, I need you to -"

For the first time in a long time the voices seem sated. They've had their fill of violence, of blood, of you, they're practically sick with how they've gorged themselves on all you've offered for them. But Techno himself? He loves to know just how much it hurts, and loves to make you beg for it nonetheless. He loves knowing how far you'll let him go, how much you'll endure and still ask for more. He loves the proof of your devotion. He will never get enough.

And you?

You want to wear the scars like the proof of your love for him, with pride. You now understand and appreciate the pain he's inflicted on others in your honour. You relish in knowing you can satisfy all he craves in a way that no-one else ever would.

But mostly, you crave those moments, the bloody handprints he leaves on your thighs, the gentle way he caresses the ice cold blade against your skin, and the look in his eyes as you whimper, like you're the only thing in the world that has ever mattered.

#technoblade x reader #technoblade imagine #techno x reader #techno imagine #c!technoblade x reader #c!techno x reader #c!technoblade imagine #c!techno imagine #yandere technoblade #yandere c!technoblade #yandere techno #yandere smut #yandere c!techno #cyltlanp #Spotify

[euitefto]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: DreamXD/GeorgeHD (Dream SMP)/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza, Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: DreamXD (Dream SMP), GeorgeHD (Dream SMP), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs, Alexis | Quackity, Wilbur Soot, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Mumza, Sally the Salmon (Dream SMP), Fundy (Video Blogging RPF), Eret (Video Blogging RPF), Herobrine (Minecraft), Callahan (Video Blogging RPF), Cara | CaptainPuffy, Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers, Clay | Dream's Sister Drista (Video Blogging RPF), Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: DreamXD (Dream SMP) Loves GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Deity DreamXD (Dream SMP), Clay | Dream and DreamXD are the Same Person (Dream SMP), Deity GeorgeHD (Dream SMP), Top GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Chaos Deity Clay | Dream's Sister Drista (Video Blogging RPF), Goddess of Death Kristin Rosales Watson, Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Platonic Soulmates Technoblade & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Sleepy Bois Inc as Family, Sleepy Bois Inc as Found Family, Porn With Plot, Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shameless Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Dubious Consent, Dubious Morality, Aphrodisiacs, God Complex, Redemption, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Sally the Salmon is Not a Fish (Dream SMP) Summary:

Multi-POV fic that follows a few different character's paths to redemption.

DreamXD is known to the world as the green god of greed. When he becomes infatuated with a beautiful mortal named George he overexerts his power and his sister deity, Drista-the young god of chaos, gives George an emerald collar that takes away DreamXD's godly powers and transfers them through aphrodisiac induced ritual to George making him a new deity in the pantheon. Trapped in the overworld with a collar locked around his neck that suppressed his power and gives it to others through sex ritual if they utter the magical word Hubris, Dream must speedrun a quest of redemption in order to gain the favor of the new deity, GeorgeHD, so he may be released from his torment. Along the way he gets help from a found family comprised of wilbur, tommy, technoblade and philza.

#dsmp #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fic #dream smp #dream smp fandom #dream smp fanfiction #smut with plot #shameless smut #dubcon #aphrodisiac #c!dreamxd #c!georgehd #c!wilbur #c!techno #c!philza #c!tommy #c!quackity #quackbur #dnf #karlnap

[longlivedelusion]

In the Heat of the Moment: Part 2

Summary: Bucky never could've imagined the night turning out like this: you on your knees taking him in the club after a much needed night out for the team.

Warnings: Smut. Girlies just we eating each other out in the club and getting down on our knees for one man and one man only. Enjoy. No use of Y/N

A/N: Well friends and nasties, I got a couple people desperate for a part 2 and who am I to deny y'all?

This was my first proper attempt at a smut one shot so... I hope you enjoy??? Technically this is a two parter though, so I'd recommend reading Part 1 here first if you want the whole experience.

Also I did this from Bucky's POV cause that was what I was vibing. I know it's a different POV from the last part, but idk switching it up can be fun sometimes!

Couple songs I listened to so I could get into the techno/club mood vibes if you wanna join along (I played it low so it could feel more ambiency~): More More More by Lulu, Bring the Rave by Vortex’s, Beukers in Berlin by &NUFF, Niotech

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Bucky could only register one thing right now.

Your mouth on his cock.

He'd honestly never have predicted the night ending up like this, but damn if he didn’t imagine this same scenario over again after your training sessions together, missions, parties — really anytime he saw you these days.

So to have you on your knees, looking up at him with only the shitty flickering club bathroom lights to show the way your tongue slowly teased around his tip and back down again... Well. He never could go back to only imagining this again.

He knew what you felt like, and there ain’t now way he was going back to fiction. Thank god for that asshole that hit on you or you both wouldn’t be here right now.

He groaned as you sucked on the head, teasing him slowly as he gripped into your hair tighter, “Fuck doll, if you don’t start moving soon-“

You pulled off of him, your hand replacing your mouth as you slowly dragged it up and down his length, “Then what?” You asked, a teasing look in your eye as you looked up innocently.

His jaw clenched as he reached down to your jaw and gripped it tight, forcing you to look at him, “Then I’m gonna have to fuck your pretty mouth raw until you can’t talk.”

He watched your smile stay on your face a moment longer before your mouth hung open, your tongue out and inviting. A goddamn invitation to the heaven that was your mouth, for him to fucking use you like he’s only dreamed. You were gonna be the death of him, he was convinced at this point.

He dragged your head back over his length, your pretty lips hitting the edge of his leaking tip. He watched as he landed on your awaiting tongue, like you were awaiting orders. Orders he was more than glad to give.

He pushed his hips forward as his cock sunk hard into your awaiting throat, his length barely fitting as he hit the back. He felt you gag, watched you as you choked on him over and over again as he pulled back and forward. “You can take it,” he grunted out, “open up for me. C-come on, you can do it."

He kept pushing himself further and harder in as you relaxed your throat, his length digging in deeper and deeper. He watched as the tears started streaming down your face, your hands gripping now onto his thighs for support as he fucked your mouth into oblivion. He knew if you wanted to stop him at any point you could, so the fact that you were letting him fuck your mouth like this, seemed to be enjoying it-

“That’s it, fuck, t-taking me so good aren’t ya, made for me. Your throat, your pussy, all for me.” He panted out, each thrust taking him deeper into bliss as his head hit the wall of the bathroom stall. “Wanna fuck you, wanted to fuck you for so long. G-god, better than I imagined.”

His words we’re growing more incoherent, sporadic as his groans and breaths grew quicker, faster. He was already so damn close, your own moans vibrating against him.

He felt you suck hard, his hips pushing forward at the feeling. More- more- more-

“Fuck!” He let out, loud even over the pounding music outside the bathroom as he pressed into your throat as deep as he could. He felt you suck him harder, your tongue flattening out as you took every last drop of him.

His body was bliss, his mind a fog as he felt you loosen around him, your mouth coming off in a slow sweep. He loosened his grip on your hair, letting you fall off of him as he watched you slowly catch a stray drop of cum off your lip with your thumb. He felt his skin raise with goosebumps at the sight, every damn inch of you making him lose his mind. You were perfection, a beautiful devilish, perfect, everything.

“God damn doll.” He sighed out, head against the wall as he let himself take a mkment. He'd never come that hard in his life, but somehow you had his body screaming for more. He wanted and needed to feel more of you and he was still recovering from the mind blowing orgasm you just gave him in a dingy club bathroom.

He wasn't sure how long he stood there for but he suddenly felt your hands dragging up his body and to his face. He saw the tear stains down your cheeks, a reminder of how well you took him, your lips slightly swollen. He might've felt bad if those same lips hadn't immediately curled into a smirk as you looked up at him. “Good?” You asked, your voice cracking from abuse.

Shit.

“So fucking good.” He managed to get out, eyes tracing over every inch of your face. He wanted to mesmerize every detail, every way you looked after you took him, when you came, everything. Before he could think more, be crashed his lips onto yours, tearing into your mouth desperately.

He lifted you up and carried you over to the sink, setting you down on the edge counter before settling himself between your legs.

He took his time, tasting and licking every damn inch of skin he could before his mouth landed on your clothes chest. His teeth grazed over your nipple, a gasp leaving your lips as his hands grabbed and pinched the other. He knew he couldn’t have you the way he wanted, not here at least, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy some of what was to come.

He eventually dropped down to his knees, this time he got to gaze up at you, watching your face as he knelt below. The way your eyes would blow out, your mouth open slightly as you panted softly.

Eyes not leaving yours, he wrapped your legs around his shoulders and slowly moved your dress up. He watched as your hands reached out and gripped the wall beside you and the sink — anything for some semblance of balance.

His hands slowly slid up your thighs, goosebumps following his hands as he sat there mesmerized. He could already see your cunt so perfectly wet for him, so desperate for his touch. He reached out and placed two tentative fingers against your clothed core, slowly moving up and down before he slid the material to the side, your breath hitching at the cold air.

“Please,” He heard from above, his eyes darting back to yours as you stared down at him, chest heaving even harder now and a gleam of sweat glistening on your skin. He’d barely touched you but you looked nearly feral, like you were a rubber band ready to snap. Your hips slightly shifted forward, a silent plea for him to move. To touch.

He slowly pressed his fingers against your folds, feeling the slickness coating his fingers as he dragged them up and down. He was in no rush, content to feel you around him for as long as he could. Focused on the way your body tensed, your broken throat groaned and moaned, your legs tightening and locked around him.

“What do you want,” He said casually, pretending like it was just a casual question as he kissed the sides of your thigh. Even though he was steps away from tearing into you and feasting on your pussy like it was his last meal.

No, he wanted to hear you, needed to hear how much you wanted him first.

“Stop teasing,” You snapped, a harsh breath leaving your lips.

He moved his fingers down... And back up. Grazing by the entrance as he slicked his fingers around, keeping a languid lace. “Not enough there agent, I need you to tell me in explicit detail what you’d like me to do.” He smirked, eyes fixed on your frustrated ones.

“You fucking-“ You started, grip tightening on the counter. “I need you, James, to put your goddamn mouth on me now and fuck me so good that I forget my own name. Is that clear enough, soldier?”

He paused, smirk still on his lips as he said, “Crystal.”

Without a second thought after, his mouth pulled forward to where you both wanted it most, sighing as he tasted the most heavenly thing he'd ever laid his tongue on. You were fire and honey and he knew in that moment he’d never get enough of it — he was hooked on your taste, and he lapped and sucked like his life depended on it.

Your body lurched forward, hand darting into his hair as he felt you grip him tightly. “B-Bucky!”

He didn’t stop, tongue flicking and sucking in a punishing rhythm as one of fingers slowly entered that delicious place between your thighs. He felt you clench around him as he sunk deeper in, pulling out slowly before diving right back. He pushed, further and further until he was knuckle deep, a second finger pushing in soon after, then a third. You moaned above him, chanted nothing but his name.

That sent him over the edge. He tore into you with a new, punishing rhythm, desperate to feel you come around him, to know what it was like to hear you keep calling his name like he’d imagined every night, as he made you like this. Made you want him and nothing but him.

He groaned into your cunt, your body shivering as his metal hand pressed into your stomach to hold you down. You ground up into him, your walls clenching around his fingers as he felt you get closer and closer to the edge.

“Bucky, Bucky, I-“

He sucked your clit hard as a response, earning another harsh moan from you as he curled his fingers inside. And in that moment he knew you were done and that he'd found exactly where you needed it most because your body stiffened, your walls tightening into a deathly grip as he kept hitting that perfect spot over and over. The way you clutched to him, moved -- he was lost in the way you felt around him.

“James!” He heard you scream, your body shaking, holding onto whatever you could for dear life as he carried you through your release. He watched as your body melted, his movements slowing until he milked your orgasm just enough. He pulled out his fingers, taking his time to suck each digit clean before pushing himself back onto his feet, pulling your dress down in the process.

He felt as you reached out to him, barely registering anything as you kissed him with a fervor he didn’t know how you still had. After a moment he pulled away, his head laid against yours as you both caught your breaths. The harsh beats from the club filling the silence.

“Well that was…” You started.

“Fucking incredible is what it was.” He said, eyes locking onto yours. “And sure as hell not the end of it.”

“And what else did you have in mind?” You asked, hand drifting over his arm and up his neck.

He gripped you to him, body pressed against his as his already hardening member pressed against you. “So fucking much.” He whispered low, mouth hovering over yours. “You’ve got no idea the amount of ways I’ve thought about taking you doll.”

Your breath fanned over Bucky’s, lips just grazing one another as you whispered back. “Show me.”

#bucky barnes x reader #no use of y/n #bucky Barnes #smut #longlivedelusion originals #club bucky

[ravenxd]

W E L C O M E T O . . .

OLD MASTERLIST = > NEW MASTERLIST

NOTE:

EDIT 7/16/2023 - I made this masterlist last year and never posted it because I didn't finish it but I will update it if I come across the ones that belong here.

Thank You so much for 2 amazing years:)

This masterlist contains works for 2021 that I'm not really proud of.

DreamWasTaken

Being Dream's FTM! S/o and Cockwarming him after sex [☆]

- Dream has morning wood, he gets hard inside his s/o, praising,

Saturday At Midnight [3 A.M Thoughts / ♤]

- Making out, Cc! Dream/ use of his name, implied sex, generally fluff, grinding,

Craving Your Touch [☆]

- make up(ish) sex, riding sub! dream, mommy kink,

Comparison [♤]

- Dream's s/o wearing his hoodie, size kink(?), spooning, dry humping

Stress [♡]

- dream feeling overwhelmed so his s/o tries comforting him

My Dream [☆]

- showing everyone that Dream is yours<3

Inducing [☆]

- dream with a breeding kink, cockwarming,

Dream XD

My God [☆]

- breeding, just breeding,

GeorgeNotFound

Cockwarming gnf while he's editing. [☆]

- Cockwarming, calling George daddy, hickeys,

Little Darling [☆]

- breeding kink, neck bites, blood

Feeling So Good [☆]

- george making his s/o squirt, overstimulation

Sapnap

All For Me [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- thigh riding, editing sap, squirting

Too Much [Blurb/ 3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- sapnap cumming to the point where he's so tired he can't anymore,

Head while streaming [☆]

- Sapnap gets head while streaming/ blowjobs under desk, swallowing, sir kink,

Soft Sex with Sapnap [☆]

- ^^^^

Overprotective [☆]

- slight dark turn at the end, overprotective sap, war mentions,

Getting High [☆]

- getting high with sapnap<3, weed, making out

Sitting on His Lap [☆]

- sitting on Sapnap's lap while he works<3, suggestive,

Punz

Jealous Punz gucking his gf raw [☆]

- Unprotected Sex, manhandling, possessive Punz,

MCC Practice [☆]

- Punz gets head during mcc practice, sub(ish) punz,

Corruption [☆]

- tentacle porn/ reader getting fucked by the egg, corrupted punz,

Eret

A King on His Throne [☆]

- Slight Voyeorism, breeding kink, dirty talking,

Thinking About Eret.. [☆]

- eret literally radiates big dick energy, size kink, his voice is so<3../ voice kink, praise and degradation,

Technoblade [SFW ONLY]

Protected by the Blood God [♤]

- yandere technoblade, techno warming up to a human

Karl Jacobs

True [☆]

- loss of virginity, soft sex with karl, praising,

DREAMTEAM

3 A.M Thoughts About Poly! DreamTeam ! [☆]

- Competetive Breeding, Potentially Hinted Corruption, no protection, cumming inside

Another Way To Show Love [3 A.M Thoughts/ Full Smut]

- Double Penetration in the same hole, Cum Eating/ george eating out his gf after sap and dream nut in her, blowjobs, recording/picture taking, little bit of angst, aftercare<3.

Marking Me Up [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- jealous dteam, implied sex, how they give their s/o hickeys

How It Came to Be [♡]

- How the relationship came to be,

ALL

Whispers and Praises [☆]

- only cc's comfortable with nsfw, praising,

#Masterlist from 2022 of Works from 2021 #dream smp smut #dsmp smut #dream smp x reader smut #dream smp #punz smut #sapnap x reader #mcyt smut #dream smut #dwt smut #gnf smut

[midnight-talescape]

I’m here (C!Philza x Cat Hybrid Reader)

Kinktober day 11: Wings/Tail play

I’m so fucking sorry (also fun fact I nearly add egg laying in for fun)

Warning: wing play, tail play, biting, swearing, daddy happened once, this is 100 percent ooc, etc, etc you get the point not for kid

Genre: filthy filthy smut

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You fidget uncomfortably in your chair. You ears and tail twitching in every direction.

Philza came back holding two cup of tea, noticed you fidgeting in your seat furrowed his brow and ask,

“What’s wrong, mate? You’re fidgeting,”

“Nothing,” you said without looking up,

Hearing this Philza put down the cup and sat next to you, forcing you to look at him.

“Is something bothering you, you can tell me,”

Hesitatingly you looked up and lick your lip before pointing at his wings and whispering,

“Can I straighten out your wing?”

Philza blink confused as fuck,

“What?”

Giving up, you buried your face in your hand and mumble,

“It’s bothering me! Your wing is so pretty Phil, but you don’t take care of it. I want to preen your feather,”

Hearing your outburst over the pure annoyance over his slightly ruffled wing, Philza cough before saying,

“Thanks for the compliment, mate. But I’m afraid I will have to decline the offer, speaking of which I think I left the kettle on the stove,”

With that Philza quickly walk away, you groan and put your head on the table, missing Philza’s blushing ears under his hair.

From that day on every once in a while you will offer again, hoping maybe be one day he will slip up and allow you to groom his wing, at-last it never happen, until…

“Hey Phil, are you okay?”you ask as you walked into the house of the broken man,

Philza turn around forcing a smile before saying,

“Hey (Y/N), it’s good to see you again! I’m fine don’t worry about me,”

You walked up to him, not believing him for a second.

“Wha-“

You pulled him into a hug, wrapping your arm around his back, carefully missing his damaged wing before saying,

“Hey, it’s fine, Phil. I got you, you still have me and everything’s gonna be fine,”

Recovering from his surprised, Philza buried his face into your hair.

“I saw him died, I killed Wilbur with my own hand and now Ghostbur hate me too, I’m a terrible father, (Y/N)…”

You tip toe and nuzzled his neck in affection trying to comfort him,

“Don’t say that Phil, you’re a great father and Ghostbur will forgive you. It wasn’t your fault Friend died, we can go find them again, together,”

After a while Philza calm down and motion for you to let go, which you reluctantly did. Philza let out a chuckle,

“Well that was embarrassing,”

Glad that he seems to have recover slightly, you smiled and said in a deadpan voice,

“Yes, truly. I will hold this forever against you and use it to blackmail you one day for your many fortune,”

“It seems like I have made a great mistake,” suddenly hesitantly Philza scratch his face and asked,

“Speaking of which, are you still willing to preen my wings?”

You widen your eye in surprise. Seeing your eye widened and taking it as a rejection, he quickly continued,

“It’s fine if you no longer want to, my wings are pretty damage and no longer look as pleasing as they use to be,”

You let out a happy purr and clapped your hand before throwing yourself into Philza’s embrace again.

“I will love to! Also if I dare judge you, I will incur Techno’s wrath, who will definitely hunt me down,”

Philza laughed, before leading you to his room. He went to lie down on his bed and spread his wings.

You gently got on to his bed, and when saw his damage left wing, you slow down your breathing and gently brush across the damage wing. After a while you gently begin to straighten out his feathers. Pulling out loose one and straighten crooked feather light and simple, afraid to cause anymore damage.

Sensing your nervousness of hurting him, Philza turn around slightly,

“You can go harder you know, mate. I’m not fragile,”

“I don’t know about that, you’re quite old, old man,” you retorted back before being slightly braver,

Soon once you cleaned out the feather you gently kneaded through the tense knot in his wings.

But what you didn’t noticed was the closer to the base of his wings, the tenser his body get.

Suddenly Philza let out a muffled moan when you get to the sensitive skin at the base of his wing. Both of you froze at the sound.

You quickly clambered off of him before burying your blushing face in your hand.

Philza sat up slightly embarrassed and tried to hide the bulge in his pant,

“I’m sorry, it’s just the base of my wing are rather sensitive, I should have told you,”

“No, no it’s my fault, I should have known,” was your only response as you feel yourself slowly die inside,

After a few awkward silence you looked up and said,

“I-if you want I can help with that,”

Philza choked on his saliva,

“W-what?”

You grit your teeth, this is real fucking awkward but you’re here might as well,

“I said I want to fuck you,”

Philza look at you sadly and said,

“You don’t have to do that to make me feel better,”

Slightly angry at the fact that he will assume you will do that just because you feel pity, you pounces on him pushing him onto the bed.

“Don’t be stupid, I fucking love you, you old dingus! Why else will I be here comforting you at 3am?! YOU JUST BLEW UP A FUCKING COUNTRY!!!”

Looking at your face staring him down, your eye watery and your lip tremble showing how you’re not as brave as you seem. 

With a sigh, knowing how he’s not gonna let you go anyway, Philza flipped you, quickly changing you and his position.

He pulled you into a kiss. After a while you guys separated, he caressed your face before asking you seriously,

“Are you sure about this?”

Seeing your nod, he quickly undress both of you and attacking your neck.

Philza suck and nibbled at your neck hungrily, leaving red mark down your body as you let out moan.

His hand traveled down your body to your core, lightly touching it before pumping two fingers in stretching you out. 

Your face flushed as you let out whimpers and moan, suddenly you bite down on Philza’s shoulder when you felt him pull your tail harshly, Sebring a electric shock up your spine.

“Do you like it when I do that? Hurting you, leaving mark on you to show you’re mine?”

“Y-yes… FU-“ you let out a swear when you felt him hit your sweet spot,

Noticing this, Philza grin and quickly inserts 2 more fingers before attacking your sweet spot at the same time.

You felt your clit tightening on his finger and tears stinging your eye,

“Cum for me, kitten,”

With that your eye rolls back as you cum hard on his finger, sob wrecking through your body.

Looking at your sweaty body, trembling from the high, Philza quickly position himself and wrapped your leg around his waist before he thrust inside you.

Your mouth gaped open and tear streams down your face as you felt his member split your body.

“Sl-slower… ha… fuck… daddy, please… uugh…”

Hearing the jumbled of word coming out of your mouth, he grunted and hold one of your leg up allowing him to change his angle and hitting deeper.

You cried, the pleasure too great for you as you dug your finger into the base of his wings.

Letting out a groan he grabbed your tail tightly and bite down on your neck as he slammed into your womb and fucked the living hell out of you.

You were quickly brought to your orgasm a few more time from the tail pulling and the member fucking the brain out of you, before you felt him cumming inside you.

Without pulling out he wiped away your tear and sweat, before gently holding you into his embrace. Holding you to his chest he covered the both of you in his wings both damage and whole.

Just like that you two fell asleep, knowing all will be fine in the end.

#no i don’t have problems #reader insert #reader smut #x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #philza x reader #philza x reader smut #mcyt x reader

[1donoow]

CONTENT CREATOR FANFICS REC PT.2

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Corpse husband

Tommyinnit

technoblade

- DSMP reacting to you actually being rich

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@beeindaclouds - Things you do that they love pt.1 pt.2

- DSMP reacting to Reader with a high spice tolerance

- C!DSMP meet OWL!Reader, right-hand of Lady Death

- Children!DSMP reacting to Babysitter!Reader having a partner

- Crew Boys reacting to you "saving" their basket ball

- dsmp with rich!reader

- C!DSMP react to Reader switching during a fight

- C!DSMP w/ a Vampire!Reader

@dsmpxreaderstuff - reader gifting the dsmp flower

- sassy! reader

- Reader who's always wearing gloves

- your highness

@ruminationnn - nickname for you

@rae-writes - sbi finding out techno has a daughter

@basilly - kissing their nose

@astrologyslayy - what the dsmp would do when crushing on you

- their reactions when they watch you draw

@god-of-balance - ___(hybrid creeper!reader)

@krabs-quill - old phantom phriend

@brightert0mb - Syndicate Gang with a Glare/Allay/Copper Golem!Reader Headcannons

@ruminationnn - a random hug from the reader headcanons

@angel-anoetic - killer cutie (killer bunny!reader)

@cupidmybeloved - ice skating (platonic)

- knitting (sbi x sibling!reader)

@voidgonemissing - a gentle rainy day (platonic)

@helliontherapscallion - sbi sibling deer hybrid!reader

@ramzawrites - strike me down,Zeus! (creeper hybrid!reader)

@retroaria - comparing hand sizes

@modelbus - face id

@thabeeboii - (Y/N) loves hugging people randomly pt.2

@streaming-yn - p! cc! multiple x shy! y/n

- forgetful!y/n duo names

- forgetful!y/n interacting with other streamer

@myntrose - face reveal pog?

@quackarl - mcyt having a crush

@griffintail - just another day (sbi x winged!child reader)

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corpse husband

@sarahwasfound - fuckin' hot

@thefanficmonster - the doll

@bunnvlr - Mama's boy

@malleux - spell

@whiteqnn - pure 2

@quits-writing - being corpse husband's s/o hc

@castor--writes - corpse finding out you have a bingus cat baby

@rottenroyalebooks - my girlfriend is a witch

@dollsbite - corpse with a pink-obsessed s/o

@kbrownie - leaked

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tommyinnit

@isadora-larkspur - tommy with shorter reader

@ohlovejoy - reacting to his beard

- the jitters (mute!reader)

@julibeeline - tommy and wilbur accidentally revealing their relationship

@sanderchu - breakfast made with love

- ylyl vlog

@modelbus - beguiled in the background

- cute cat

@bingbongsupremacy - little intruder (toddler!reader)

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Technoblade

@ze-maki-nin - child in the snow

@milqueandsugar - ___

@beeindaclouds - having c!technoblade as your dad

@fandomlit - imagine technoblade being jealous of the attention you give tommy

@smelted-applejuice - ___ (techo's daughter)

- ___ (wither skeleton!reader)

@beelzebubaz - techno seeing you in his clothes

#masterlist #content creator rec #tommyinnit x reader #technoblade x reader #corpse husband x reader

[squishycheekanon]

Technoblade x reader

Dreamsmp reality

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, mentions of smut.

{Masterlist} {Technoverse}

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Techno cannot sleep until he knows you’re okay and comfortable, until you’re clean and feeling at peace he cannot rest. He will do everything he can to get you to that place, whether it be bathe you, feed you or stroke your skin until your lashes flutter close and your breathing evens out.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favourite body part on himself would definitely be his hands, not only has he won countless battles and wars with them but he’s also brought you pleasure with them as well. To him his hands are power.

For you? Fuck he can’t choose. He might have a favourite body part a day, he loves all of you. You’re just too fucking gorgeous with your perfect face, kissable lips, stareable (I know it’s not a word) eyes, your strokeable (again not a word😂) hair, your utterly perfect body. He’ll pay special attention to any part you feel insecure about, it will be his duty to worship it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Maybe it’s because he’s part Piglin but Techno loves to scent mark you, just like he loves to cum mark you. He absolutely adores smelling his scent on you. Scent marking will ware off after a day or so but if Techno cums on you or in you he’ll be smelling himself on you all week. And it doesn’t get better than that, being able to inhale your lovely scent swirling with his.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Just like he loves you smelling of his scent, he loves that others can smell it too. You’re non the wiser but the other half breeds that live in the mainlands can smell Techno on you at all times, a silent reminder of who you belong to.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Very little, The Blood God was never attracted to someone before you, didn’t like anyone in that way before you, never even thought about sex before you. So when you first started doing stuff together, he was sorely inexperienced.

However that didn’t stop him from being eager to learn, Techno was sloppy and lacked technique at first. But now he knows, knows every spot that makes you squirm and every place that makes you scream. He has committed hours and hours to perfecting his technique and he will continue to do so.

F = Favourite Position (this goes without saying) His favourite position would be when you lay on him, your back against his chest, your head throw back against his broad shoulder. He loves every position with you but this one especially, he can grind deeper as well as touch, grab and squeeze whatever he wishes. To him everything about you just fits so perfectly with him like you were made for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) During sex Techno likes to be more serious, he wants you to feel loved, wanted and appreciated. So his sole focus is you. He makes the odd joke every now and then but overall he’s more serious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Techno is well groomed when he has the time, fighting battles and bringing down governments can be a time consumer so when he can he’ll make sure to neaten up his area down there. The drapes match ;)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Omg you can’t get anymore romantic than this guy, it’s like over the years he bottled up all that unused love and just exploded when he met you. Candles, flower petals, he’ll learn how to cook a special dinner for you and that’s just the build up.

Once he’s in it with you, he’ll make sure you know how much he loves you just with how gentle, patient and caring he is. He will kiss every part of you, take his time slowly appreciating and praising your body.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcannon) Techno doesn’t really do this, I’d say maybe he’s done it a couple times in his life before he met you and a couple times after you. Before you met he didn’t really look at anything as sexual including himself, and after you met there was no need for him to do it because he had you. There may have been one night a few weeks after you shot him with that arrow that he was thinking of you and couldn’t help himself but other than that not really.

K = Kinks (one or more of their kinks) This man is insatiable.

Housewife kink, god whenever he sees you cooking or cleaning he can��t control himself, size kink, dirty talk, primal play, he wants to hunt you down, thigh riding kink, sit on this man thighs, the classic spanking and choking kink, if he doesn’t see his handprint on your ass by the end of the night you won’t be leaving the bed until he does, this man loves to praise you in every way possible, suck on his fingers just do it, sensory deprivation, prepare to be blindfolded, edging, overstimulation, Techno loves when you’re feisty yet he can’t deny how hard he gets when you’re vulnerable, marking/biting, Breeding kink.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do) Anywhere, you’re always so gorgeous he can get turned on anywhere with you. He’d happily fuck you anywhere you’d suggest.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Hurting you is a big no no. Spanking and choking is fine, he doesn’t mind those things but he won’t actually slap your face or physically hurt you in anyway, Techno is all about making sure your comfort level is the highest it can be during sex.

O = Oral (preferences in giving or receiving, skill etc) This man would live between your thighs if you let him, he loves how you taste, craves it. In terms of receiving this man has no patience, he’s never actually let you carry out the deed no matter how many times you’ve tried. He’d much rather sink his cock into your soaking pussy and fuck you until you’re delirious.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc) It all depends on the situation, on a regular day at first he’s slow, slipping his fingers in and out of you letting the pleasure build and take its time. “Don’t rush.” He’ll whisper softly watching your brows furrow and your lips part, heat rushing through your veins.

He’s very different once he’s in and thrusting, his need to make you cum over and over until you’re practically loosing your mind takes over. Then he becomes feral, fucking into your tiny pussy, your screams only encouraging him further.

Other times he can be rough, his large hand gripping your throat and jaw, or pulling at your hair. Fingers leaving bruises on your hips, it’s okay they go with the hand prints on your ass. His cock ramming into you, hitting that spongey spot inside you, he won’t stop even when your body goes slack and you tell him you can’t take anymore, he’ll keep going until he’s done and you’re completely spent.

Q = Quickie (their options on quickies, how often? etc) Your crowned beast will take anything he can get from you so he’s not opposed to quickies. He much prefers the longer nights with you but if it’s all you both have time for then he’s alright with it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc) He’s open to experimenting, if there are new things you both want to try you’ll always talk about them in depth first before initiating anything physically.

He’ll try anything you want at least once with you, unless it’s something that’s crosses boundaries but you never ask for what you know he can’t give.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?) He can go for as long as he needs to really, due to being half Piglin he has the need to breed running through his veins so when you do have sex his basic primal instincts kick in and he’ll go until you can’t anymore, then his body will finally let him release but that’s not to say he doesn’t enjoy it because oh he does. He’s addicted.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on partner or themselves?) He has a small collection for sex with you, it’s mostly made up of bondage stuff, potions ;), a couples dildos, a few plugs and this new thing he purchased called a vibrator they’re new, he thinks an accidental creation but he’s curious to try it on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Oh Techno can tease for ages, days, fucking weeks. He’s a bloody pro. He’ll drag everything out if he knows what reaction he’ll get from you.

V = Volume (how loud they are? what sounds they make, etc) He can be fairly loud, he usually groans and grunts with heavy breathing mixed in. There is the odd occasion where he’ll whine, that’s usually when you’re teasing him. The ONLY time he’ll beg is when you’re hovering over his face, your dripping cunt inches from his greedy lips, the hungry glint in his eyes becoming more demanding the longer you hover there worried about suffocating your man. He doesn’t give a single fuck by that point, he’ll beg and plead until he gets too impatient and he’ll just pull you down on him, then you’re the one begging.

W = Wild card (a random headcannon for the character) Techno loves when you’re wearing gold, whether that is gold coloured lingerie or actual gold. He especially likes it when you’re sporting that gold chain he made you, he loves seeing it bounce just above your perfect tits while he fucks you, his name shining in the reflection of his eyes.

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He’s big. I mean obviously, we’re talking about The Blood God here. The man who towers over others, his body huge so he wins those big battles. And lucky for you his body is evenly proportional.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) High, to put it plainly. Techno would like to blame it on his hot Piglin blood but he has to admit that whenever he sees you he’s instantly wanting to be inside you. When he’s away from you, you’re all he thinks about. It’s just…it’s you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Techno will make sure you’re seen to before he sleeps, once you’re asleep, depending on how tired he is he’ll either watch you for a little while, stroking over your skin, just loving you being so at peace. Or he’ll be out like a light as soon as his head hits the pillow. 

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[pan-ic-at-the-homehome]

Ok so like hear me out Fundy biting the reader for no reason like yk how some people bite others theyre close to just because idk i just think its cute when they suddenly go ᶜʰᵒᵐᵖ on someones neck or shoulder or something and its not even sexual and yk Fundys a fox so hed probably have lil fangs and omg im down bad

Regarding the recent news, should I keep writing C!Techno as a romantic interest? I don't want to be disrespectful, but Techno content is basically what this blog runs on at this point and I have so many drafts for him, and I also just want to keep his memory alive as much as possible. I definitely won't be writing any smut for him even though all I write is the character but I'm not sure if I should keep on with romance stuff. Please let me know what you guys think.

May the madlad rest in peace.

I wrote the majority of this quite a while ago but only just recently felt the motivation to occupy my mind and start writing again. This was originally going to include a bit of nsfw but it felt weird including that with the stuff listed above. I might make another part with the nsfw if this gets enough love. Enjoy :]

Fundy Bites His S/O

-Ok so I did some research and apparently foxes don't actually have fangs???? It's actually just their canine teeth that get mistaken for fangs a lot??? -But they still have sharp teeth so I'm gonna say that Fundy has fang-like teeth in the area of fangs boom problem solved

-He's probably insecure about his teeth, specifically his fangs -I imagine he does that cute thing where he covers his mouth with his hand when he smiles or laughs -So being able to see his teeth in general shows just how comfortable he is with you -Imagine the comfort level he's at when he willingly gives you a love bite

-Oneshot-

It's never a surprise when Fundy comes home tired and ready to pass out in your arms. Whether it be a run-in with his father, people overworking him, him overworking himself, or just being tired, you had grown to be ready to cuddle him soon as he got home. Even if he wasn't super tired, it's nice to cuddle with your lover so he never complains too much.

Today was one of the bad days for Fundy. Soon as he walked into the house you could tell. Ears down, tail practically tucked between his legs, eyes watery and ready to spill at any moment.

As much as you loved cuddling with him, you always hoped he'd come in lively and excited. You could handle going without cuddles if it meant he was happy, but the poor boy was anything but that at the moment and was in dire need of comfort.

You speed walked over to him as quickly as possible, gently putting a hand on his back and guiding him to your shared bedroom. You pulled a blanket aside just enough to fit the two of you and gently bring him to a laying position facing you and you wrap your arms around him.

You run a hand through his hair, "Do you want to talk about it baby?"

He lets out a soft whimper but nods his head nonetheless.

"Work?" He shakes his head. "A person in specific?" He hums. "Schlatt?" "no..." "Tubbo? Tommy?"

"Wilbur?" He whimpers again, the indication that you needed.

It was always awful when he bumped into Wilbur in one of his moods. Your words didn't have as much of an affect as Wilbur's words did no matter how much more true they were. All you could to was repeat constant validations and play with his hair until he fell asleep and he woke up in a better mindset.

He nuzzled into your neck, sighing in content as his tears seemed to calm down for the moment.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you want to watch a movie? I can help out with work if you w- Ow!" Fundy immediately recoiled as soon as the exclamation left you mouth, "Sorry!" The guilty look on his flushed face wasn't one you could possibly be upset at though.

You chuckled, "If you wanted me to shut up you could have just asked, but I'm not complaining. It didn't hurt, it was just surprising" You pull him back against your body and his ears perk up a bit. He bites down onto your shoulder again. Surprisingly there was very little pain as he tried to not break skin.

"You're so cute Fundy, you really deserve the world." You sigh out as you continue playing with his hair, his tail starting to wag softly.

He probably was too nervous until that day to bite you because from that day on, no matter his mood, he always tried to sneak up on you and bite your shoulder. In fact, catching you off guard usually brightened his mood so you couldn't be mad about it.

And every morning if he was awake before he thought you were awake he would bite your shoulder in an attempt to gently wake you up.

God you hated his father for what he's done, but man did he contribute into an amazing part of your relationship.

#fundy x you #fundy x y/n #fundy x reader #fundy dsmp #dsmp x reader #dsmp x y/n #dsmp fanfic #mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfiction #technoblade

[mcytrecursive]

Nomination Overview - Canon Compliant

And now for one that has quite a few more instalments! We've got several animatics, art and comics, and even web weave. Let's take a look at Canon-Compliant.

Title: Flowers for the Blood God Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31888939 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: de_hautdesert Relationships: Nihachu & Ph1LzA & Ranboo & Technoblade, Niki | Nihachu & Technoblade Characters: Technoblade, Nihachu Length of the work: 2129 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Friendship, Found Family Type: Fic Summary: The Syndicate plans an unconventional meeting. Techno and Niki prepare. Featuring friends supporting each other, recovery from trauma, and infodumping about hair dye.

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Title: A Day in the Spotlight Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31118939/chapters/76890005 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sharo Relationships: Xisuma/Everyone Characters: Xisuma, Hermitcraft Server Ensemble Length of the work: 27,491 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Fluff, Friendship, Smut Type: Fic Summary: Kink-E-E’s Contract: Hermit of the Day Program signed by: I agree to spend 1 (one) day from sunrise to sunset as the server’s Public Use Hermit. I agree to remain on the Throne for the duration, or nearby if requested by any Hermit (not to leave the main lobby of Town Hall). I agree to be on display and available to all visitors. I agree to be blindfolded and allow anonymous visitors without requiring anyone to identify themself. I agree to allow a Kink-E-E’s employee to collect me without prior warning (unless otherwise negotiated) and seat me on the Throne in Town Hall. I agree to submit to any Hermit who approaches the Throne and who follows the limits set out in my personal contract. I retain the right to stop (safeword out of) any situation or contact that pushes those limits. I agree to use the emergency buttons provided if I feel unwanted discomfort, feel unsafe or overwhelmed by any scene and am unable to verbally communicate or verbalize my safeword. (See: Personal Notes if safeword applies) Accepted Terms between Hermit and Kink-E-E’s: Price to be Paid: NO REFUNDS, RAINCHECKS, BUYBACKS, TRADES, OR IOU’S (looking at you, Grian and Zedaph. Not funny.)

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Title: the body is an object Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42838071 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: ruffboi Relationships: Gen Characters: Grian, PearlescentMoon, Mumbo Jumbo, XisumaVoid Length of the work: 19,132 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Friendship, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: the Hermitcraft Backstory Rule says that you don't ask other people about their backstory, you let them tell it if they want to and leave it be if they don't. Unfortunately for Grian, one of the newest Hermits was also a player on his old server - one he'd thought had been dead for years - and she's going to drag his backstory kicking and screaming into the light whether she means to or not.

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Title: and the northern sky looked like the end of days Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44214877 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: sesquidpedalian Relationships: Etho & Cleo, Scott & Tango, Bigb & Bdubs & Impulse, Scott & Cleo, Pearl & Scott & Cleo & Martyn Characters: Cleo, Etho, Scott, Tango, Bigb, Pearl, Martyn Length of the work: 8,316 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Drama, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: Five scenes from before the end.

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Title: i think i would like a quiet life Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: pidgedee Relationships: tommy&a healing arc Characters: TommyInnit Length of the work: Not Applicable Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Fix-It Type: Art Summary: A gentle-ending poem comic about c!Tommy.

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Title: cura te ipsum Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39459339 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Zedaph & TangoTek BdoubleO100 & TangoTek Characters: Tangotek, Zedaph Length of the work: 14,998 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: Tango fails, the moon falls, everyone dies—and then he's woken up, told none of it was real, that they're safely on the Hermethius headed for the next season, and that everyone is perfectly fine, including Tango himself. Tango's coping great, thanks for asking.

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Title: Second Chances Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38657916 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: rutadales (pumpkinrootbeer) Relationships: Foolish Games / BadBoyHalo, Foolish Games & BadBoyHalo Characters: Foolish Gamers, BadBoyHalo Length of the work: 1,360 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: Foolish's arms move to grasp his hair and then back down, his claws digging tight into the cloth covering his chest and the angry, red scar from Antfrost's blade that Bad knows is underneath. He still isn't breathing and Bad wonders if they really do need to get him to some salt water. He'd ask someone, but, well. It's just them right now. Or; Foolish panics and Bad tries to pick up the pieces.

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Title: You Are the Boogeyman Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52022125 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: OshawottWarrior Relationships: none tagged Characters: BdoubleO100, Ethoslab, Grian Length of the work: 578 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Whump Type: Fic Summary: Bdubs is chosen as the first Boogeyman

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Title: What resembles the grave but is hobby tunneling Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51317131 Fandom: QSMP Author: WheelCoveredInEyes Relationships: Antoine Daniel/Etoiles, Etoiles/BadBoyHalo, Etoiles & Philza, Etoiles & Pomme (QSMP), Etoiles & Baghera Jones, Etoiles & Mikethelink & Pactw, Binary Code Entity (QSMP) & Etoiles Characters: Etoiles, Philza, BadBoyHalo, Antoine Daniel, Baghera Jones, Mikethelink, Pactw, Binary Code Entity, Pomme Length of the work: 9,444 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: “Okay, king, I know you have a fuckin’ death wish, but you’re gonna break Pomme’s heart if you die. So we need to figure something out, okay?” ---- Etoiles is absolutely certain he is living on borrowed time. Nobody else understands this.

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Title: know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52382506 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: GlitraHasConsumedMe Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity/TangoTek Characters: Jimmy, Tango Length of the work: 5.4k Genre: Canon-Compliant Type: Fic Summary: Two (or more) lives and deaths of an unlikely soul-bound couple

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Title: self-improvement* Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47271748 Fandom: QSMP Author: honoraryangel Relationships: Cellbit & Philza Characters: Cellbit, Philza, Chayanne (QSMP), Richarlyson (QSMP) Length of the work: 4,501 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: Philza has been very angry lately. Cellbit has also been very angry lately. *neither of them truly improve, unless you count learning basic combat "improving".

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Title: City of Stars Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Paprikup Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Karl/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Romance Type: Animatic Summary: A short animation about the times when Quackity's heart was shattered, the violence of loneliness, and the person (the monster) he's become in the ruins of lost love.

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Title: Breath Of Life || QSMP Purgatory Animatic Fandom: QSMP Author: MaepleTea Relationships: Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah, Philza & Etoiles, Philza & Cellbit Characters: Philza, BadBoyHalo, Etoiles, Cellbit Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Drama Type: Animatic Summary: An animatic about q!Phil during Purgatory and what was going on around him and in his head.

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Title: the handgun is no longer sexy Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: regicidal-optimism Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Length of the work: Not Applicable Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Romance Type: Web Weave Summary: Web weave about Las Nevadas Quackity loving a man who wants to die and not being over Pogtopia.

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Title: THE DIVORCE OF THE CENTURY Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52635358 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: glossyblue Relationships: Grian/Goodtimeswithscar Characters: Grian, Goodtimeswithscar, Mumbo Jumbo, BdoubleO100, Zombie Cleo, Rendog and Joe Hills Length of the work: 7,192 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Humour Type: Fic Summary: The court proceedings of Hermitcraft’s first ever divorce, centering on Grian (Petitioner #1), Scar (Petitioner #2), Mumbo Jumbo (defense lawyer), a cat (also somehow a defense lawyer?), several judges since they keep quitting because of all the nonsense, and your tireless Court Scribe JoeHills.

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Title: El nido de cuervo - The crow's nest  Link: here Fandom: QSMP Author: wizardsandrain Relationships: Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah Characters: Phliza, Chayanne, Tallulah Length of the work: N/A Genre: Canon-Compliant, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Family Type: Art Summary: A painting of the basement where Chayanne and Tallulah sleep

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Title: ACP-Verse Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3765673 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: Raichett Relationships: Grian/Goodtimeswithscar (main), Goodtimeswithscar&Cubfan135,  Characters: Grian, Goodtimeswithscar Length of the work: 25,615 words (incomplete series) Genre: AU, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Post-Canon Type: Fic Summary: A post-Third Life AU, wherein Grian has been waiting over a thousand years, very much cursed, for the return of Scar's reincarnated soul. 

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Title: back pack Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40575780 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Anonymous Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap,  Characters: Sapnap, Karl Jacobs, Eret, Quackity, Dream Length of the work: 3,188 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Compliant, Drama, Modern AU, Canonical character death, not permanent Type: Fic Summary: “his jacket,” eret says quietly. you hear it, all muffled and echoey. she’s holding something out to you. “i thought we could, uh…cover him with it.” “who is this, eret?” you ask. she purses her lips. “who is it,” you say again. eret’s not one to lie. not anymore. she presses a jacket into your arms. it’s blue, soft, it’s streaked with red across the back and spotted in the shape of fingerprints all down the sleeves. she’s pushing it into your arms and she’s straightening up all regal-like and saying - “you’re lying,” karl gasps from the floor, in that miserable way you know means he’s about to cry. “oh my god. oh my god, oh my god.” ~ In which Quackity is dead, Karl is not, and Sapnap buries a body; not for the first time and certainly not for the last.

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Title: hope is a fragile thing Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33865579 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: echotunes Relationships: Original Character(s) & Original Character(s) (Empires SMP) Characters: Original Character(s) (Empires SMP) Length of the work: 3,022 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: The notice boards begin displaying information about curfews, designed to protect the citizens at night. People are allegedly trying to stop their ruler's communication with the demon, but nobody seems to be sure how to go about it. Lord Sausage seems impeturbed by the demon, and his advisors don't seem to be trying to stop him from talking to them. Protests begin on the streets, but nothing is changed. The corruption is as present as ever, and the demon is spotted in the empire almost daily now. People begin to leave. --- You are a citizen of Mythland. Things are going badly.

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Title: another visit Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: yuker Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs Characters: Quackity, Karl Jacobs Length of the work: Comic Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Time Travel, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: [sometimes I see him in the middle of the night but he doesn't really remember me.] In which Karl visits Quackity in between his time traveling, and Quackity cannot be sure he isn't dreaming.

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Title: How Far We’ve Come - Hermitcraft season 8 Animatic Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Chrisrin  Relationships: Hermitcraft ensemble & Hermitcraft ensemble, Joe Hills & Zombie Cleo, Boatem (Impulse, Grian, Scar, Pearl, Mumbo), Stressmonster & Falsesymetey & Gemini tay, Xisuma & Wels knight Characters: Hermitcraft ensemble, literally all of them  Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Friendship, Found Family Type: Animatic Summary: An animatic exploring every Hermitcraft member’s season 8 finale (moon big)

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[bivwifeybunny]

someone should really send in an ask... like the person scrolling through these smut tags *wink,wink* *nudge,nudge*

in the mood to write for anyone honestly (aka sapnap, karl, punz, dream, or c!techno)

someone pls brainrot with me

i can't sleep so i wanna write some blurbs

#sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #punz x reader #dream x reader #c!techo x reader #sapnap smut #punz smut #karl jacobs smut #c!techno smut #dream smut #wifey speaks <3 #wifey's brainrot <3 #spicy wifey <3

[anima-chara]

Let's go respect Technoblade's boundaries and DSMP Members's boundaries!

I'm seeing people still doing smut or romantic fics with c!Techno and this's truly disrespectful.

I'm not saying to you stop writing for Techno, no!! I'm just want to you stop writing smut and romantic stuff for him. We must continue with his legacy correctly!!

Not so sorry if I'm being rude because that's true. I extremely get uncomfortable when suddenly I scroll down and just have "c!Techno x F!Reader(smut)"

Member of DSMP boundaries

Well, if you wanna respect Techno and other people's boundaries, here's the link:

Things that is recommend to read:

A Note on NSFW Content in This Fandom From smp-boundaries

smp-boundaries’ Shipping Etiquette

#dream smp #mcyt x reader #dsmp #dsmp x reader #techno mcyt #technoblade #technoblade x reader #mcyt #technoblade smut

[marshmellowjay]

(Updated: Tuesday, April 23rd 2024)

I probably don't have much rn but I'll have alot soon. I don't update alot alot but if there are requests that catch my eye I will immediately start writing

My rules.

I will not do any smut (due to unknown boundaries and such)

I probably won't write romantic c!techno again. Platonic c!techno is fine tho

I will not do any relationship things about (CC!Philza or CC!Kristen) but C!Phil and C!Kristen are fine platonicly

I will not write for w1lbur s00t. You know why so don't ask why.

I do like to read sbi fics on ao3 so if you want you could ask in the requests for a specific sbi fic I am willing to recommend some :)

I will do au ideas and (rarely) yandere ideas. Though I am still practicing making those.

Be kind and respectful to me and anyone in the comments section :)

#mcyt imagine #haikyuu #oneshot #masterlist #song lyrics

[mysticalsoot]

welcome!

Ello there!! I decided a while ago to abandon my old Tumblr and make a new one. was the descion out of anxiety? most definitely but I'm here now so might as well embrace it.

A few things to note about me;

My name is Connor, but you can call me Aidan too. I don't mind either way.

Ive been writing for 10+ years, and writing fanfic/fan works for about 7 or 8 years.

I'm demi aroace but I usually just say I'm ace cause it's easier (I'm also gay and trans ftm :)

My pronouns are he/him!

I have a lot of interests but the ones that are the most intense and have stuck around the longest are dsmp/mcyt and space stuff!

I'm a reality shifter as well so I may talk about that from time to time.

Im autistic! sometimes I project onto the characters I write so if someone seems autistic coded, they probably are lmao.

I hope to post consistently but I tend to be pretty bad at that.

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on a final note, my requests are open! I'll leave a list of characters/creators I feel comfy writing for and my guidelines for requests/my account. feel free to reach out through asks or dms!!

cc, c, arg, etc Wilbur

Techno (c! mostly)

any of SBI, all platonic besides wilbur

dsmp or mcyt cc/c

James Marriott (platonic/romantic)

there's probably more but that's all I can think of :)

guidelines ↓

- i won't write any nsfw regardless of whom I write about, I'll stick to fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, etc. no smut at all. makes me ill. suggestive flirting is alright-- 0-o

- I probably won't be writing much romantic stuff for anyone other than James or Wilbur (unless requested otherwise)

- my acc is a safe space for everyone so I will not tolerate hate of any kind (anti shifters, dream/mcyt antis, homophobes, racists, xenophobes, misogynists, sexists, etc are not allowed. please block me if you are one of the listed groups.)

- I'll probably be writing whatever I'm fixated on most at the time so it could change (it's been mcyt/lvjy for the past six months so)

- I will stick to writing the reader w they/them pronouns or without mentioning them at all but if you request something and have specific pronouns you want me to use, lmk!

#dsmp #dsmp wilbur #mcyt #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #cc!wilbur x reader #cc!wilbur #c!wilbur #james marriott #he is my sworn enemy #why do i bother with him #okay im getting distracted

[snakesnakerevolution]

I posted 390 times in 2022

That's 390 more posts than 2021!

66 posts created (17%)

324 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@baka-monarch

@vadergf

@w0rped-moss

@the-final-sif

@darkeninganon

I tagged 231 of my posts in 2022

Only 41% of my posts had no tags

#snake's rec feed - 27 posts

#lore - 19 posts

#snake rattle and roll - 15 posts

#fic - 15 posts

#snake's rec list - 11 posts

#dreamnap - 11 posts

#laugh rule - 8 posts

#fav - 6 posts

#ideas - 5 posts

#mcyt g/t - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#lmfao i'm just imagining either all the gods are super big and so c!dream is like...sitting on their laps just doodling and not paying

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay | Dream/Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF) Characters: Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs Additional Tags: First Meetings, Misunderstandings, Alternate Universe - Bakery, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Meet-Cute, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, DreNapWk2021_D1, Clay | Dream Being an Idiot (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap is So Whipped (Video Blogging RPF), Rivalry Summary:

Day 1: Meet-Cute

In the box were four neatly presented chocolate croissants. He had never seen anything more threatening.

The owner of the new patisserie across the street leaves a treat outside Dream’s bakery every week. This can only mean one thing: war.

5 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

#4

shoutout to roman for 1) being my only follower and 2) somehow finding 6 of my 22 tumblr blogs and following them wtf

6 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

#3

Hey do you guys wanna read fic that updates on average once every 5 days and has been ongoing since August? One that focuses on heavy themes of grief, found family, revolution, and overcoming trauma? One that currently has 97,788 words across 46 chapters? One where none of the creators (except Schlatt bc that seems like something he'd like) are irredeemable, and, honestly, even villans? One where Dream and Tommy are actual, genuine friends? One where SBI family is a thing? Where Puffy is Foolish and Dream's dad? Where Dream and Ranboo are half-brothers and therefore Endersmile??

Then you may like my fic, The Ties That Bind!

It's got karlnapity, puffy/niki, Emotional Trashfire Wilbur Soot, baby Fundy (coming soon), dteam family feels, velvet is there sometimes, Dad Bad, mind control curses, and the end of the world! Oh, and have I mentioned that they're all kings/queens/princes (some exclusions apply)??

And there's more!

Puffy and Phil are married (for political reasons only)

Through marriage Techno, Tommy, Wilbur, Dream, Foolish, and Ranboo are all brothers

I accidentally made past Sam/Puffy but its okay it was platonic

Niki is Trans! I love her

Technoblade is a nerd. Half of this fic he's literally just been reading and its great

Tommy is a smart kid!!!

There is a slight hint of lemur throughout the fic

George is pissed off!!! If you want to see Rabid George click the link!!

This is essentially a Sapnap sickfic

tbh its everyone whump no one is having a good time lol

esp not the dream team tho

HAPPY ENDING!!!

There is no smut at all. I cannot write that and I don't want to lmfao

Ender dragon Dream, Niki, and Ranboo! Yeah!

Some considerations before you start reading:

HEAVY mentions of child abuse, torture, and violence. This fic's main driving thing is mind control lol

A/B/O is a thing in this world but ONLY for like...5 characters and it is completely unrelated to romantic relationships. The A/B/O is just used for 1) mind control and 2) family dynamics.

(Sorry I'm over explaining but I know a/b/o is a turn off for a lot of people and I wanna let you know its different and only relevant in that they're literally bound together through platonic love!!! They care about each other your honor!! Also I wanted to give them telepathy)

If you want to read a fic with all of this, check out The Ties That Bind Today!!!

6 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

#2

/dsmp /rp

my favorite thing on earth is platonic dreamnap they're just so *clenches fist*

it was like a year ago but I read a post about quackity selling sapnap an "enderdragon" and quackity dropping a fucked up dream off at his door and then bouncing. The thing had stopped there but my brain hadn't

was it one of those where quackity knew it was wrong? one where he expected sapnap to agree with him? did he see dream as so subhuman that he didn't think twice about it? did he hear sapnap rant about how much he hated dream and assume that he would enjoy owning Dream and getting to do to him the same things Quackity had enjoyed?

and, if he didn't, if quackity knew that delivering dream like that would cause sapnap distress, to ruin anything he may have had left with his once-fiance, did he do it out of spite? had he had dream the whole time, broken and under his thumb, until his fight with sapnap escalated? and he begun to associate dream with sapnap, and dropped him off in a way to 1) get dream off his hands and 2) get back at sapnap?

How would sapnap react? Would it be anger? would he chase quackity? would he bring dream inside and try to help, only learning more and more howbad a shape dream was in? Would quackity lie and say dream had chosen this, or it was sam's idea? Would sapnap buy it? would there be some part of him that was happy?

I dunno man my brain just keeps going

18 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

George's Desk Light

Vauge Hollow Knight au in that Dream is a lumifly. Nothing else is really specified lol

Trigger warning for dehumanization and objectification, as well as a sprinkle of neglect. This is my first writing I'm posting directly on tumblr so please be kind >.<

George loved his desk light.

It was just an object, one Quackity had given him for his birthday, but it was so perfect that he loved it.

It was a little glass jar, not ornately carved. For all he could tell, Quackity may have made it out of an old jelly jar. The top was covered in a thin metal lid that had two latches on either side. Holes were poked through, allowing the small lumifly hybrid to breathe. One in the center was larger than the others, allowing George to drop food flakes every few days to keep the hybrid alive. For a while it had begged, asking for food more often, but Quackity had warned him that this one was particularly gluttonous, and that if he fed it more than every other day that it would become sick. So, for the sake of the lumify, he ignored the small cries. They stopped eventually, anyways. 

Turning the lantern off and on was pretty simple, considering its power was near limitless. Lumiflies created their light through flight. George’s hybrid, however, would often just curl up in the bottom of the jar, sleeping or shaking. Quackity had found a solution, however. On the outside of the jar there was a small chain. On one end it was connected to a small collar around the lumify’s neck. The other had something akin to a clamp, one big enough it wouldn’t fall through the hole in the lid and get stuck. On the side of the jar a small peg had been attached. Whenever George wanted to turn the lantern on, all he would have to do is tug the chain and attach it to the peg. The chain was short enough that, once attached, the lumifly would not be able to touch the ground without choking itself. This meant that as long as the clamp was attached, the lumifly would have to fly and therefore create light. 

The chain doubled as a way to keep the lumifly contained. If George decided to change the glass, all he would need to do is affix a peg to the side and keep ahold of the little chain to place the lumifly in its new home. Sapnap had given him an ornate bottle a few days ago, one that had originally stored alcohol. George had started preparing it, just waiting for the glue to set. He’d tried to clean it out as best he could, but he figured the scent would probably last a long time. He asked Quackity, and the man said that it would be fine, that lumiflies were resistant to any fumes in the air. 

He sat at his desk, smiling as he read his book. Beside him, the lumifly fluttered, pretty and graceful in the center of the jar. Sometimes, George could swear the other was watching along, but that was silly. Lumiflies bred for captivity never learned how to read, only wild ones. And Quackity wouldn’t be the type to steal a lumifly from its home. 

George hummed, turning the page. 

Maybe he should find a couple picture books at the library. The lumifly would probably enjoy looking at the pictures. 

George loved his desk light. 

35 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

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[ficwriterwastakenalt]

Spade’s Writing Event

HI, MY BABIES celebration of 200 followers I decide to host a writing event, and the only rule is that there will be no NSFW (smut).

As long as you're a writer, anyone can join! The writing must be longer than 500 words in order to be submitted. submit by September 1st it must be shared using the hashtag #spade's writing event, whether it be headcanons or a whole story. To let me know what prompt you're picking and what kind of character you're writing for, shoot me a dm or ask. (For instance, "Hello, I'd Like to Write for... with....") The character MUST be a form of: !cc is content creater (irl) !c is character (rp) c!Techno c!/cc!Wilbur c!/cc!george c!/cc!sapnap c!/cc!dream (or DREAMXD) c!/cc!Tommy (PLATONIC ONLY) c!/cc!Tubbo (PLATONIC ONLY) c!/cc!Ranboo(PLATONIC ONLY) c!/cc!corpse OTHERS ARE WELCOME 

Prompts (opt):

~enemies to friends/lovers trope @dsmpsstuff with cc!Dream

~friends to lovers trope @magicalgirlmadoka with c!Techno ~childhood friends to lovers/enemies trope @simpxrainex with c!Techno

~hurt to comfort trope

~school rivals to friends/lovers trope

~ long distance friends/lovers trope

~ coffee shop/bakery au

~folklore au (mythical creatures, etc.)

~ royal au

~school/college au

~ lovers to enemies to lovers

@kitybur with cc!Wilbur

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