#dreamsmp fanfic

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

Chapters: 1/?

Fandom: Dream SMP

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF)/Original Female Character(s)

Characters: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sam | Awesamdude, Alexis | Quackity, Original Female Character(s)

Additional Tags: Implied and mentioned c!dreamnoblade this is your warning, Both Dream and Cala are poly, Comedy, Fluff and Angst, Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder - PTSD, Trauma, Panic Attacks, Anxiety, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Suicidal Thoughts, Dissociation, Derealization, Hurt/Comfort, Strangers to Lovers, Dimension Travel, Implied emotional/psychological abuse, Violence, Implied/Referenced Torture, Post-Prison Arc (Dream SMP), Healing Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Healing, Intrusive Thoughts, this is very self indulgent, Threats of Violence, Death Threats, Happy Ending, Conventions, POV Multiple, POV Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Accidental Self Harm

Summary:

After a rather traumatic year, Cala decides to take a break from it all by going to a convention she frequents every year. With her girlfriend sick at home, she experiences the con alone as she cosplays from the Dream SMP and tries to make light of it all.

However everything changes when she meets another Dream cosplayer who has an almost too good cosplay of the man. This interests her and they begin to venture the con together for the weekend, not realizing that she stumbled into a complicated mess! Will the con weekend go unscathed? Or will it all be in vain?

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This is my fic adaption for my official Con AU on tumblr @ calamari-mcyt-corner! I hope you enjoy it :)

#ITS DONE THE FIRST CHAPTER IS DONE #I HOPE YOU ALL ENJOY DHHDAKDJD #cala writes #dsmp #dreamsmp #dream smp #con au #c!dream #dreblr #self insert #dreamsmp au #dsmp au #dsmp fan fiction #dsmp fanfic #dreamsmp fanfic #dreamsmp fanfiction

[kaiokentimesten]

Uhhhh hi guys I wrote a little pogtopia twinsduo fic for my good friend @thunderbottle you should read it hee hee 

#holleh.spk #dreamsmp fanfic #dreamsmp #wilbur soot fanfiction #technoblade fanfic #twinsduo #mcyt

[av1-v]

My rant about the way the Dsmp fandom writes c!Tommy’s religion!

Most of the time when I see people acknowledge c!Tommy’s relationship with church prime in their fan works they give him pretty generic Christian religious truama. I can understand why people would interpret Church prime as being similar to Christianity I man it is CHURCH prime. My problem tends to be more with the religious trauma part now I understand that a lot of fan fiction writers project heavily on c!tommy but it actively contradicts what actually see in the Dsmp. First of all he did not join church prime because he was born into it he converted because he it connected with the religion. Secondly he would not have survived exile if he didn’t have his religion as a coping mechanism.

Thirdly I think that giving him the kind of religious truama most people write him with misses a really good story opportunity because c!Dream is in the same religion. A story exploring how the same religion can be used by different people to help/hurt others/themself is a far more interesting story than just c!tommy being angsty because religion bad

Also side note but I don’t like when people write DreamXD as the god of church time, They are usually referred to and worshipped in different ways. Personally I think the story works best when lord prime never actually appears though this is probably just from me growing up in a religion where god doesn’t have a psychical form

Btw if anyone knows any good fanfics about this stuff give them to me now

#dreamsmp #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp fanart #dreamsmp fanfic #fanficiton #tommyinnit #c!tommy #discduo #c!dream

[high-pitched--scream]

Any fic recommendations? (Please i need one that has lots of chapters, like tumoasd or tommy clinic for supervillains)

#dreamsmp fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #fanfic recommendation #give please

[kira-anon-uwu]

Piglin headcannons [both for hybrids in fics and just in general]

Feel free to add to it :D

-Very easilly bought, anything is worth the right amount of gold and it shows a really strong bond if a piglin chooses someone / thing over their hoard or a bribe

-Brutes are more protective of their young than regular piglins, and their first reaction when a kit is in danger is to attack first and ask questions after someone is killed

-Theyre capable of learning Common [what players speak], but tend not to / pretend not to know it to avoid needless interaction because

-Piglins are all socially awkward, every single one of them. That's why they're so quick to attack, because it's easier to kill someone than it is to talk to them if they aren't giving you gold

-Piglins can purr

-They tend to form stronger attachments to people / piglins they aren't blood related to; group is more important than genetics

-Piercings all have meaning, and piglins like to make jewelry for people they care about

That's all I can think up off the top of my head, but I know there's more I pull from when I write or play the game because I'm an absolute goblin

might write my emderman hcs later idk I'm at work and bored

#minecraft #minecraft headcanon #headcanon #piglin #piglin headcanons #minecraft fanfiction #mcyt fanfiction #dreamsmp fanfic

[zee-stars]

Hello Hello! Poly karlnapity x reader pt 10

When you and Sap got back to the house, Karl was gone again. You wanted to check the library but Sapnap wanted to talk to you first.

You and him walked to the house and sat in the living room.

"Y/n, I've got a question."

"Anything Flame." He took a shakey breath. You could feel the slight shake of his hands.

"How did you know about Las Nevadas? None of us mentioned it." 'Shit!' You thought. You weren't sure how he would take the news but you guess it's now or never.

"Sapnap, I'm sorry I didn't tell you. But everytime I left to go see a friend or whatever, I was going to Las Nevadas. I found Quackity there and he wasn't ready to see you guys again but I couldn't stay away from him." Tears formed at your eyes as the guilt filled your body. Sapnap was quiet and still. You could tell he was thinking deeply and you didn't want to interrupt.

"Why didn't you tell me?" The crack in his voice almost made you break.

"I'm sorry. I just thought you were stressed out enough. I didn't want you to feel bad cause Quackity didn't know or whatever it- it was never the right time I guess." You rambled. You were unsure if what you said made sense but it kinda summed up what you needed to.

"What was it like? When you were visiting him? What did you do?" He asked.

"I helped him build. We cuddled, napped, worked, and hung out." He nodded.

"Actually, did you know that Quackity made Las Nevadas all for us? So he could give us whatever we wanted? He wanted to get married there. He even made a place for us to do that." You smiled at the thought of a wedding.

"Really? George included?" You nodded.

"Well, not in the wedding. He could be like the flower girl or something." He laughed. A real Sapnap kinda laugh.

"What was the bedroom like?" He asked.

"God the bed was the best! So comfy and so much room! Though I'm sure that if you and Karl were there, there would be less room." He smiled again.

"Quackity's a bed hog. I'm surprised you even had room without us there."

"Okay but you literally cling to me in your sleep. If I move an inch you move an inch." He giggled again.

"Was it better? Without me and Karl there?" You shook your head quickly.

"Well I mean it was nice just getting to be with Quackity after so long but, there was always a sting of guilt. That I was with him and you guys weren't." He nodded.

"Are you sure that you want me to go stay with Quackity still?" You asked him.

"I mean... I am gonna miss you. But as long as you message me every day, and answer me if I need something, I'm okay with it." He nuzzled onto you and you played with his hair.

"Of course I'm gonna message you everyday! I may be with one of my loves but I will still miss the others! Even Karl, even though he's being a pain in the ass." When you mentioned his name you felt the tips of his hair heat up.

"Sap-"

"I can't believe he did that!" He shot off the couch and started to pace the room.

"What gives him the right to just do that to Quackity?! I know Quackity killed him but he agreed to it! I don't know what's wrong with him but he need to fix it! Or I'll-"

"Sap, you're on fire." His tips were fully lit and his hands were visibly shaking.

"I know it's hard and I know you're upset. But we need to start to find a way to talk to Karl. Maybe I could just talk to him." He was taking deep breaths to calm down and nodded.

"I could spend a few nights with Quackity and then you could stay with him and I could talk to Karl when you aren't here." He nodded.

"As long as Quackity is okay with it." You smiled.

"I think he will be. And besides, you and him have some catching up to do."

#hello hello series #imagines #fiction #dream smp #dreamsmp fanfic #dream smp x reader #sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #quackity #quackity x reader #karlnapity x reader #karlnapity #karl jacobs #karl #poly! karlnapity x reader #poly! karlnapity

[agentofdisarray]

Pairing: Technoblade & Tommyinnit (Bedrock Bros)

Fandom: DreamSMP

Words: 4431

Additional Tags: Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Hurt Tommyinnit, Sleepy Bois Inc as Family, Protective Technoblade

#bedrock bros #minecraft #tommy and techno #tommy and wilbur #tommyinnit #tommyinnit angst #technoblade #sbi family dynamic #hurt/comfort #they're brothers your honor #posted this to ao3 almost a year ago this is being posted so late oopsie #dream smp #fanfic #dreamsmp fanfic

[chill-mcyt-art-reblogs]

A new work has been posted to my Ao3

1/3

emduo-centric

Kidza hurt/comfort

4.7k

Summary:

"That’s all that Techno feels he’s doing anymore. Watching. Watching all the strange things that started since Philza came into his life, and not understanding one bit of it." Techno is adjusting to life with his little houseguest... sort of. Between the differences in species, Philza's unknown past, and Techno's own hesitiance, it's shaping up to be a bumpy ride. A birthday fic for a dear friend.

#dsmp fanfiction #dreamsmp fanfic #my fanfiction #fanfiction

[k0ekienut]

Lonely Soul

The feeling of just appearing while also feeling that you had existed for years was strange. Knowing about something that once was and what you now are, feeling that strange disconnect between you and yourself. Ghostbur had been wandering alone for a long while, he didn't know how much time had passed. Somehow plagued by loneliness yet feeling content and happy. He could almost describe it as carefree.

Emotions were a strange thing, so Ghostbur chose not to dwell on them for too long.

Though, someone might not get from first glance at the ghost with the tears that constantly streamed down his face and the large gash in his sweater could be happy or content. At first glance you'd probably think the ghost was in pain, he wasn't. Ghostbur didn't think he remembered what pain even was. Pain could probably be described as the strange sensation on his skin from the water that fell down his cheeks Or when the rain fell onto his skin, causing a little sizzle at each drop. Maybe pain was the strange way people would look at him, like they were looking at a painting of a person they had lost years before. Staring at him like he was the embodiment of the grief they couldn't move past.

Ghostbur honestly didn't know why everyone looked so upset whenever he was around, he wasn't Wilbur. He wasn't the person who had caused so many to lose their home.

He was Ghostbur.

All he wanted was for people to know that's all he was. The little ghost who wandered aimlessly, handing blue to those who looked and lost as he felt.

The soul who some described as an opposite of who Wilbur once was.

Ghostbur was content with people saying he was the opposite of whatever Wilbur was.

He was happy to be something different than the man that blew up an entire country.

He was Ghostbur, the carefree ghost that was looking for something. Maybe someone? He wasn't quite sure but didn't mind floating aimlessly by himself until he found what he was looking for.

#ghostbur and friend #ghostbur #dsmp wilbur #dsmp #dsmp ghostbur #dsmp fanfic #fanfic #wilbur soot #c!wilbur #c!ghostbur #ghostbur fanfic #dream smp ghostbur #dream smp #dreamsmp #dreamsmp fanfic #short fanfic #oneshot #dsmp oneshot

[felidaefighter]

Haunt Me, Haunt Me!

Tubbo buys a haunted house. Well, a haunted mansion to be precise-- and the ghost of the former owner slowly falls in love with him. But as far as Tubbo's concerned, he's fixing up a fixer-upper and is just weirdly lucky. He finds things easily. The fireplace never seems to go out. So he's just lucky-- Until, of course, the now-enamored ghost decides to show its presence. 

From our POV, we know Tubbo's being haunted. But Tubbo doesn't know yet. He's in for a surprise!

A slow-burn beeduo fic I’ve been working on for a while now, coming in installments for the spooky month of Halloween!

#beeduo #ghostboo #tubbo #dsmp fanfic #dreamsmp fanfic #they write #they draw #i'm so proud of the way this cover turned out jflksdnvldshglshg #ghostboo is implied but not implicitly there in the first few chapters btw due to the nature of the story asndlvsdlgshdlgh #but you'll catch his presence and HOPEFULLY it builds suspense #hmhm! tag

[justdsmp1]

⋆ Late-night calls

Pairing(s): Dream x Reader

Pronouns: She/her

About: Dream helps you fall asleep after having stress over classes and streaming

Word count:208

Masterlist

She contemplated in her mind of what to do, staring blankly at her phone as a war went on in her head as she didn't know whether or not she wanted to call him or not. She suddenly tapped the call button as it started to ring immediately regretting her choice after 44 rings he picked up.

" Hello" His tired voice replies, she was silent as she was nervous

"Sorry for calling late- I needed to hear your voice" She replies softly, Clay's face softens at hearing her voice no longer about the 4am call.

"Hey, it's alright what's on your mind" Clay speaks after a moment, she already sounds nervous enough. She was having a battle in her head about what to say next.

"Couldn't sleep" She tells him, he noticed there must be a lot on her mind if she couldn't sleep.

"A lot on your mind?" Clay asks her, she's silent for a moment thinking of what to say next.

"Yeah, a little bit" She says, not saying the full truth

"There's a lot more then a bit, isn't there Y/n" Clay inquires.

"I'm stressed with streaming and uni at the same time" She admits

"I know, maybe take a break from streaming for a little I'm sure fans would understand so you don't have so much on your plate" Clay suggests.

"I guess, thanks Clay you really mean a lot to me" She tells him, blush comes to his face.

"You mean a lot to me too Y/n" He replies, this time blush comes to her face. They both stared at their phone screen smiling like idiots, a comfortable silence sat amongst them. She had layed back down again and before she knew it her soft snore were heard through Clay's phone signaling that she had fallen asleep finally.

"You mean more to me then you could ever know" Clay says barely above a whisper.

#dream #dream smp #dream x reader #dream fanfic #dream fanfiction #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt #mcyt x reader #dream mcyt #mcyt fandom #dreamsmp fanfic #dsmp

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

New chapter of Penpal is out! :3 hope you guys enjoy and sorry if it’s a bit lacking, just preparing for the next few chapters which will be quite intense.

#penpal au #dreamsmp au #dreamsmp #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #fanfic #fanfiction #dreamsmp fanfic #dreamsmp fanfiction #c!dream #dreamsmp oc #dreblr #dsmp au #dsmp oc #dream smp

[angelsandarsenic]

New Blood God Short Fic!!

#Technoblade #dreamsmp fanfic #origins smp fanfic #blood for the blood god #fanfic ideas #angel writes #technoblade fanfic

[joyfulnightmare-hq]

Should I start writing fan fics? If yes, would you guys send sugestions/requests??

#should i? #faniction #x reader #asoue fanfic #dream smp x reader #dreamsmp fanfic #asoue x reader

[chanlixsbf]

Made a (very rough) outline for my model/actor boo au! Still just an idea but free to use if you wanna change something or use this as a base!!

(Rbs would be pretty nice y’know)

#:D #ranboo #philza #ranboo my beloved #philza minecraft #dream smp #dreamsmp #dreamsmp fanfic #dsmp fanfic

[honalele]

Cracks in the Ceiling

Ranboo stared at the ceiling of his of his bedroom. He was lying on the floor, trying to numb the emotions bubbling in his stomach. It had been over sixteen years since he last saw this ceiling. Sixteen years for him, but only seven months for the ceiling. He wondered which had changed more.

The ceiling had a few cracks in it. Ranboo traced them with his finger. Were those cracks already there, or did they develop while he was gone? Ranboo racked his brain trying to remember. He should’ve paid closer attention.

The door opened from downstairs.

“Michael I’m home!”

“Daddy!”

“Aww, come here. Sup little man. Daddy’s gotta put away the groceries.”

“Michael help?”

“Yes of course! Take these they’re not too heavy.”

“Boo help too?”

“Boo doesn’t like chores. His ouchie hurts too much.”

“Boo has no more ouchie.”

“What are you talking about little man? Careful, don’t drop those.”

Ranboo hadn’t moved from his place on the floor. Tears blurred his view of the ceiling, but he didn’t let them run. It had been so long since he last heard Tubbo’s voice. He thought he’d be ready to see the boy, but he was nervous. How do you talk to someone you died for? What words would ever heal the gap of seven months?

Ranboo blinked his tears away and watched the cracks in his ceiling as Tubbo and Michael put away the groceries.

“Last one daddy!”

“Michael put that down. It’s too heavy, you’ll hurt yourself.”

“Ow!” Michael started to cry.

“What did I tell you? Let me see.”

“I’m sorry daddy.” Michael sobbed.

“Don’t be sorry. Just be careful next time. Here, I’ll get you a band-aid.”

Ranboo’s stomach turned to stone when he heard the creaking floorboards of the staircase.

He stayed frozen on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. There was a pause. The air went dry. The north had never been so silent.

Ranboo felt Tubbo’s presence move across the room. He opened a chest and dug around for a bit. Ranboo’s throat felt like cobwebs. He couldn’t move. He couldn’t speak. Tubbo found what he was looking for, closed the chest, and went back downstairs to help Michael.

Tubbo’s voice was different now. He spoke softly to Michael, muttering things like, “hold still” and, “I know it hurts”.

Ranboo listened to the sound of his own heartbeat. He felt too numb to move, but he couldn’t stay on the floor forever.

“There we go. All better.” Tubbo said. Michael thanked him and there was a brief silence that was interrupted by the sound of someone turning on the tap. Plates and silverware clanged together.

Ranboo blinked and took a deep breath. It took every last bit of strength to pull his body up from the floor. He stuffed his hands in his pockets and slowly made his way downstairs. He had to duck under the doorway. He wasn’t sure why it was built so low.

Tubbo was doing the dishes. He didn’t look over. Not even once.

“Tubbo I-” He was interrupted by a loud crash of silverware being tossed into the sink. Tubbo kept cleaning.

Ranboo wasn’t quite sure what this was. Tubbo could be so hard to read sometimes. After Aimsey convinced Dream to revive him, she told Ranboo that Tubbo must have changed. That he couldn’t possibly be the same person from before. But this looked pretty familiar to Ranboo. Tubbo wasn’t an easy person to know, but that didn’t mean Ranboo cared about him any less.

“It’s summer. I saw the snow melting outside.” Ranboo said. Tubbo continued to ignore him. “Of course, not all the snow will melt. It’s always freezing out here.” Ranboo took a few small steps forward.

“I told her not to do it.” Tubbo said under his breath.

“What?” Ranboo asked, but he was silenced by Tubbo throwing the plate he was cleaning into the sink and frantically drying his hands. Ranboo followed as Tubbo rushed over to his winter coat, threw it on, grabbed his sword, and headed outside. The boy quickly made his way through the snow, tying the belt with his scabbard along the way.

“Tubbo wait.” Ranboo caught up to him and pulled his arm, causing Tubbo to fumble his belt and accidentally drop the sword into the snow.

“Let me go.” Tubbo ordered as he tried to pull away. But Ranboo wouldn’t let go. He couldn’t.

Tubbo struggled to pry Ranboo’s hand from his arm, but Ranboo grabbed Tubbo’s other arm so that he couldn’t. Then, Tubbo turned both his hands into fists and began pushing Ranboo away. The pushing turned into punching, but Ranboo didn’t budge. He studied Tubbo’s face, his gaze never meeting Ranboo’s. Not even once. Tubbo wasn’t hitting to get away, nor was he angry. Every hit seemed harder on Tubbo than it did on Ranboo.

Eventually, the boy exhausted himself. He took a moment to catch his breath, then stepped in close, wrapping his arms around Ranboo.

“How could she do this?” He sobbed.

Ranboo gently wrapped his arms around Tubbo, and this time he couldn’t stop the tears from falling.

“I hate everyone so much and I don’t know why.”

A cool wind washed over them. A sea of leaves rustled beyond the fence.

“You were all I had. They always kill everything I have.”

Ranboo held onto Tubbo as if the world were crumbling around them. He wanted to say that everything was alright. He wanted to comfort him, and tell him things would go back to normal.

But deep down he knew the ceiling never had so many cracks.

#dreamsmp #dsmp #dreamsmp fanfic #ranboo #ranboo fanfic #c!ranboo #beeduo #c!beeduo #tubbo #c!tubbo #dsmp ranboo #dsmp tubbo #tubbo fanfic #ranboolive #dsmp michael #the beloved underscore family #the beloved family #ranboo's revival #ranboo angst #tubbo angst #beeduo angst #aimsey #c!aimsey #dsmp fanfic #dsmp angst #the revive book