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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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ooo what about wilbur comparing hand sizes with a girl as a way to flirt! i think it'd be a cute drabble!

Pairing: CC!Wilbur x Gn/F?!Reader

A/n: Hope you like it ^^

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Wilbur let out a little giggle, his hand resting on yours as he looked at them in aww.

“You’re hands are so small~” He cooed, fingers fitting into the spaces between yours before pulling you closer to him.

“So small and adorable~“

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proudfreakmetarusonniku · 9 months

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“Do you remember it? Being happy?”

Tubbo paused at the question, raising an eyebrow. “I don’t know what you’re talking about, bossman.”

“I dunno, it’s just… I used to smile and shit. I didn’t feel like I had a weight on my shoulders. I didn’t wanna fuckin' die.” Tommy hugged himself, looking ashamed at the admission.

There might have been something to that. There used to be a sunny joy to Tommy's smile when he was younger, one that seemed almost forced now. Tubbo knew that himself.

“I don’t know,” he admitted too. “But I feel less shit with you.”

#my writing #dream smp #c!clingyduo #c!tommy #c!tubbo #suicide mention tw #dsmp drabble

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randomfansstuff · 2 years

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he thinks he felt it coming.

of course, he couldn't predict it word for word, the sudden absurdity of utah suddenly becoming relevant was a slight backlash, but deep down he felt it coming.

if he had to describe the feeling, it was as if he was slowly watching wilbur pack a suitcase. full of clothes and other necessities. slowly, he's watching wilbur do his preperations to leave, and then he does.

the last few months in pogtopia evoked a similar feeling. it felt slightly more grim, maybe. but the same feeling nontheless. wilburs leaving and theres nothing he can do about it.

he can't come along, he cant wretch the suitcase out of wilburs hands. he can only stand and watch it happen all over again, the sinking fear in his heart that this was the last time he'd ever lay eye on wilbur soot.

he felt it coming, the feeling was the same. the execution was not.

last time, he could only watch from a distance, scream a name he knows wont hear him.

last time he stood in front of what was left of wilbur, his face as blank as a paper, not a single shed tear making it's way through.

this time, he was right next to him. he watched him leave, he got to hear his explanation. to read his book, and to feel loved for the first time in years.

he thought maybe this, this sense of what must be closure, would make the feeling go away.

it didn't.

this time, he just stood there. and he cried.

#short drabble #dream smp #dsmp #mcyt #tommyinnit #c!tommy #wilbur soot #c!wilbur soot #dsmp spoilers #dsmp drabble #please reblog

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gayritory · 1 year

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Carnival date with CCs! (Very chaotic)

Tws: dark jokes, mild cursing, a dirty joke, mention of blood, TONS OF FLUFF BE WARNED.

I'm a new writer so please give feedback and requests! (also follow cus no one is following) </3

Quacktity (platonic)

You and your best friend decided to go on a date, since the both of you have been working hard.

The first thing that caught your eye is a duck game booth, which then led you to dragging him towards the booth.

"HEY THATS ME!"

"Wait what the fuck"

Turns out the game was where you have to shoot the floating ducks with a BB- GUN.

Before your best friend could drag you away you decided to pay the worker behind the booth.

"aye aYe AyE NO-" quackity protested while trying to take the gun out of your hands, but he fastly put his hands up in defense when you told him you would shoot him.

quackity behind you covering his eyes while you aim at the ducks. All while you hear quiet mumblings from the boy behind you about you being a disgrace to his community.

because of your godly aim and no help from boy behind you- you won.

The unfazed worker than placed a fuzzy duck like plushie in your hands which caused quackity to snatch it from you.

"YOU KILLED HIS ANCESTORS"

That's when quackity sympathetically gazed at the prize in his hands, which caused him to let out a overdramatic silly scream. He quickly gave the duck to you and went on his knees, not caring about the strange looks around him.

"LOOK WHAT YOU CAUSED!"

confusingly you looked at the duck and realized the duck had 2 Xses as eyes and a line as a mouth.

YEP THE DUCK WAS DEAD!

Let's just say whenever you guys got in arguments he always brought up the memory of you "buying a dead duck"

Nihachu

instead of being on rides you guys spent your time doing-

Other things...

It was when you guys were walking around when Niki dragged you to food stand...

"look at these cookies!"

Behind the glass display layed varies of pink and purple frosted heart shaped cookies with cringe sayings :

"be mine?"

"your the only one for me"

"your my sugar"

"i love you"

Maybe the cookies could be the way to ask Nikki out!

You were about to go up to the register and order when someone aggressively tapped your shoulder.

"the line is back here buddy"

Turns out that line was longer than my dick so you guys just started walking agian.

You were walking disappointingly, looking for something to do when Nikki ran up to claw machine, causing you to follow after her.

"AHHH LOOK AT THIS CUTE LITTLE MONSTER"

she pointed at the only pink monster out of all the car plushies.

"I'm getting this"

And that's how her quest started, which led to her trying 7 times with full hope.

But on her 8th try she let out a pout;

"I WILL GET THS STUPID LITTLE CUTE MONSTER" she yelled out, obviously severly frustrated but cute as a angry child.

"this is not funny!"

Oops..

It's been 30 minutes and shes still determined to get that little bitch.

You told her you're going to the bathroom, but in reality your not.

You suspiciously walked up to the shorter line of the cookie cart hoping Niki didn't give up on her quest and just followed after you.

Once you reached up to the front of the line, it was your turn to order. You anxiously asked if they they could do custom words, hoping you didn't wait in this line for nothing.

But to your surprise, they could!

"have a good night" you said to the worker as you took the white paper bag filled with 3 cookie.

yep- it was now night- hopefully Niki didn't just leave.

You tiredly walked over to where the claw machine was, anxiously fidgeting by swinging the bag of cookies back and forth because of whats to come.

You then saw Niki seated on a bench near the machine- swinging her feet with the pink monster plushie in her arms.

She quickly looked up at you and smiled causing you to smile back.

You excitingly jogged up to her and sat down next to her.

she than shyly put the monster in your arms, trying to hide her light blush on her cheeks.

"aw is this for me?"

she didn't reply nor nod but you knew it was for you based on how flustered she was acting.

Wanting to save her embarrassment and hopefully not cause you embarrassment, you opened the paper white bag which contained the custom cookies.

You took the first cookie out and anxiously placed it in her hands faced up;

"are you a chicken because your impeccable"

This caused her to start cackling, no matter how hard she laughs- she always seems quiet.

Feeling less confident you put the 2nd cookie in her hands, worrying about the 3rd cookie";

"your pretty and I'm cute, together we'd be pretty cute"

Before she could show any response you quickly gave her the last cookie before you changed your mind;

"Will you be mine"

and that's when she took something out from her pocket and placed it in your hands.

It was a purple frosted heart shaped cookie with one word:

"yes"

not knowing and wondering how she got that cookie but only focusing on the feeling of her lips on your cheek.

Tubbo

the one thing you love about carnival games is ski ball, which to your happiness ski ball was right in front of you.

You quickly grabbed poor tubbos hand and dragged him towards the machine, unaware of the situation that's about to happen.

"what is this?"

"you never played ski ball? TUBBO!" you playfully gasphed. Causing him to playfully roll his eyes.

You took the ball in your hands and showed TUBBO how do roll it.

But surprisingly TUBBO didn't get the memo of the rolling part, so on his turn he just roughly threw the ball on at the machine, causing the plastic top part cover of the machine to shatter and break.

That's when the machine starting loudly beeping.

Yeah you two ran out of there.

You guys ended up getting tired of running so you both came to a stop.

You were about to mention the situation when you got interrupted:

"I'm hungry" tubbo wined, acting like he didn't just cause chaos.

You couldn't complain because you were hungry as well. But sadly you both already spent all your money on games, which is impressive since y'all have only been there for 25 minutes.

You both decided to head out and on the way out they're was a "apple bobbing" game being played by a little blonde girl wearing a pink puffer jacket.

You couldn't tell her age since her face was dunked in the water, but you could tell she was no older than 10.

But tubbo being tubbo snatched an apple out of the water which to our dismay was the same apple the player had in there mouth.

That resulted in tubbo pulling a little bit to hard... causing him to pick the young girl up off the ground as pulled the apple higher.

This bitch did not let go- she's like a rabid dog.

finally the girl let go, and spit something in her hand;

"momma! My tooth!" She screamed as she cried while a little bit of blood dribbled out of her mouth.

tubbo dropped the deep teeth marked apple and started running.

Yep we ran again but further and faster this time.

We finally slowed down and i looked at tubbo in disbelief.

"tubbo. You just harrassed a little girl."

"i was hungryyyyyyyy"

Tommyinnit

"do you want to have a cliche moment and go on a Ferris wheel?"

With that you both went in a laughing fit. And started heading towards food.

yep you guys ate so much food. Too much food. It was bad.

After you guys regenerated from the food you went in bumper cars which ended up with Tommy nonstop following you and bumping into you- like a little fly that won't go away.

"FUCK OFF!"

"SHHH THEY'RES CHILDREN HERE!"

You both went up to the haunted house attraction, which was next to the house of mirrors.

And that's when Tommy dragged you to the house of mirrors because it "brings back memories"

"WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU" Tommy said as you heard a loud thump followed by long painful groan.

It took 30 minutes to get out of the mirror maze, but you'd still be stuck in there if Tommy didn't start yelling for "security"

"you. are .getting. sued" Tommy painful groaned with his hand on his head as he walked to the closes table.

"ahh FOCK!"

After a few long minutes of you taking care of Tommy's head, he insisted that he shows you how manly he is.

And by that he played wack-a-mole.

"DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE, DIE" he kept yelling at every mole he wacked- getting terrified looks from other people.

Yeah out of context it sounds pretty bad.

#tommyinnit fanfic #tommyinnit headcanon #quackity #quackity headcannons #nihachuheadcannon #carnival date #dsmp drabble #dsmp headcannons #dsmp headcanon #mcyt headcannons #mcyt hcs #mcyt headcanons

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sioster · 1 year

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Prometheus sat on a Caucasian cliff. He no longer was tormented by the mountain birds, tearing his stomach open in an endless cycle of pain he endured every day. When he was first freed, he built a home on rocks stained with his blood.

The titan observed, and saw.

People using fire, his own gift to them, but no longer in the same way as before- they did not follow his advice and guidance. His creations no longer did use fire to keep warm, fend off wild beasts with gleaming eyes nor for cooking, creating, making.

They used it for destroying, breaking, and killing. He saw disobobedient towns set ablaze- turned into ashes with the help of his present.

The immortal flexed his emaciated fingers.

He suffered for his dear miracles' sake once, he will do everything it takes for the good of his best work ever- the humanity.

The half god breathed.

His name was Dream.

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alliumdykes · 5 months

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Experiment/Alien Tommy drabble

His bones were stiff. Pain aching all around his body. The weird men in white coats had shoved him into a metal box, thrown him around, and put something in him.

He was tired.

He was so so tired.

He just wanted to go home. Back to his family, his clan. He wanted to be snuggled by his friends and family. He Missed his parents. Their coarse tongue that flattened out his fluffy hair.

Tommy was tired, he was so so tired.

#Sailor soliloquies and stuff #tw experimentation #dsmp #tommyinnit #ctommy #drabble #dsmp drabble

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vespertineneon · 2 years

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Warnings: mention of nsfw? Unhealthy relationships

I’m so fucking into non-sexual submissive behaviors. Like holy shit. And the praise that follows. I’m not talking ab that smut praise of “you’re taking me so well”.

I can’t stop thinking ab a situationship with c!quackity . (maybe I’ll write a series after this idea.)

My last post was about Y/N and Dream in Pandora’s vault. And Quackity is torturing Y/N as a thing to get Dream to do what he wants (I KNOW there’s a word for that but I cannot find it in my vocabulary)

But I was also thinking, what if C!Quackity made a deal with Dream or something? I haven’t really built up that idea yet. But basically it means Y/N is allowed out of Pandora’s Vault to work for Quackity under strict rules and watch. But Quackity ends up having this very unhealthy love interest in Y/N. Because there is a very intense power dynamic thing goin on right? So Y/N kinda has to put up with it. It’s controlling and horrible but holy shit do I wanna write about that.

Y/N being slammed into a wall by an emotional mess of a Quackity as he yells at them. On and on about how “YOU CAN’T LEAVE”

“Everyone out there hates you! They KNOW you worked with Dream. I’m the only one who doesn’t have it out for you like that. So stay in your fucking place and be grateful.”

And we’re totally off topic from the “praise” starter.

Quackity calling over Y/N to sit next to him while he does paperwork or something. Maybe bringing him a water or a snack. And you’re met with a smile. I know it’s toxic as hell to have a mindset of “if I’m submissive I’ll earn his love” but BEING SUBMISSIVE AND IN TURN, BEING SHOWN ACTS OF LOVE IS JUST AIGHHSHHS.

#Quackity #c!quackity x reader #c!quackity x y/n #c!quackity #warden sam #dsmp fanfic #dsmp x reader #las nevadas #pandora’s vault #dsmp drabble #dsmp rant #c!quackity x reader Drabble #c!quackity Drabble #c!quackity rant

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nonbinarycrybaby · 2 years

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Quackity was the deliverer and Tommy was the person who ordered😭

#dsmp drabble #dsmp headcanon #dsmp #dsmp quackity #quackity #dsmp tommy #tommyinnit

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briarlovesginny · 2 years

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tommy knows that he should be happy that wilbur loved him like l’manburg, but all he can think about is what phil said:

“he was saying, like... if no one could have it... he didn’t want anyone to have it, you know? i guess it made sense.”

and all he can hear is dream.

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cafedivinity · 2 years

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drabble request it is then!! may i get a crimeboys drabble? pogtopia arc with some comfort themes, if possible? also if you could use they/them with tommy (me) would be really pog!!

Tommy!! Hello! Your Drabble is below the cut! I enjoyed writing this so I hope you enjoy reading it!!! :DD

Tommy won't lie to you here in this fucking cave they have been forced to call ‘home’ for the past, wait? How long have they even been down here? However long they're starting to get sick and tired of this small little dusty cramped era.

Tommy had tried to liven the place up but you really cant liven up a cave that feels like it's sucking all the air out of your lungs 24/7. Every. Fucking. Day.

It doesn't help that all the caves ‘hallways’ are tiny thin little strips of room just big enough for Tommy to squish through, one time Tommy had almost got stuck in one of the narrow corridors and they were dead sure at that moment that this tiny cramped diorite filled passageway was where they were gonna die.

Luckily Wilbur had seen them freaking out and gave their shoulder a slight shove and they were able to get into the room they were trying to access from the start. Tommy still shudders when they see that dumb, dumb, stupid passage

Wilbur on the other hand seems indifferent to everything, whenever Tommy watches him out of the corner of their eyes he’s just staring or writing stuff down.

Tommy definitely wouldn't say Wilbur was calm or relaxed though.

They had seen how Wilbur would aimlessly fidget with his guitar, play a few chords, then quickly put it down with an angered huff and continue to pace.

They had seen Wilbur write random nothingness onto his open book then grimace and quickly rip the page out crumbling it with the most anger Tommys ever casually seen from their older brother.

So all this is why Tommy has decided Wilbur and them are going to get out of this horrid cramped cave, that only reminds them of all the horrible things both of them have gone through only to be shoved into a stupid cave, and get some fresh air. Hopefully, it’ll help soothe both their nerves from all this weird-ass shit happening.

As Tommy crept over to Wilbur's room’, which was just a bed in a hollowed-out cave, they saw Wilbur yet again pacing with one hand caressing an emerald earring that was passed down through their family

“Hey! Bossman, watcha doing in there?” Tommy yelled out catching the attention of Wilbur who very quickly turned around staring Tommy in the eyes with a slight daze

“Hello, Tommy.” Wilbur croaked out, his voice sounding as if he hadn't drank water for 70+ years

“Just, ya’know, doing the good old usual” Wilbur said coughing a bit before walking up to Tommy looking down just the tiniest bits to look Tommy in their eyes

“Ugh! Your ‘usual’ is so boringggg, Wilbur! We should do something fun for once!!” Tommy not quite shouted but not quite just said.

Wilbur smirked a bit, happy to see his younger sibling back to their normal rambunctious personality, “Sure, Toms. As long as there are no stacks of cobblestone or murderous weapons involved this time”

Tommy lit up at this quickly grabbing Wilbur's hand and dragging them out of the cave finally being able to breathe. “That cave, man! It was suffocating me! I swear” Tommy says, now using their ‘outside voice’ which was just them almost yelling

Wilbur looked over at Tommy and gave a noise of agreement before speaking, “I feel the same. That cave’s dust seemed to seep into my lungs. Like as if my throat was paper and the dust was ink, it bleeds into my throat and it became one.”

Tommy gave Wilbur a light-hearted grossed-out look, “Why are you getting all poetic and shit, man. It’s literally just dust, not some crazy poison.”

“Yeah but it sure feels like it,” Wilbur said sitting down on the grass taking a long inhale of the fresh air before exhaling through his mouth.

Tommy sat down beside Wilbur and plucked some grass with his hands, they scooted over and put their head on Wilbur's shoulder, and just for a moment, they were in the hotdog van after a long day of harvesting materials and they were talking about the stupid stunt Tubbo had pulled and how funny it was as Wilbur, being the mother hen he is, quickly started light-heartedly scolding Tommy.

“It really does.” Tommy said huffing, blinking back tears, “But we’ll be out of here soon..."

"together,” Tommy said

They smiled looking up at their brother who smiled back at them.

Wilbur pulled his arm around Tommy and messed their hair up, Tommy in turn turned their body to tackle Wilbur to the ground. And for that moment they were just siblings and there weren't any threats of impending war and hurt and loss, because they were just siblings having fun after all.

#-Mod Niki <3 #+♡~ready to serve!~♡+#Drabble #C!Tommy kin #C!Wilbur #C!Tommy Drabble #C!Wilbur Drabble #DSMP Drabble #DSMP Kin #Swearing #cw swearing

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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Happy 400 Followers!!! For your drabble event, romantic cuddling with Tommy she/her if you're alright with that!

Pairing: Tommy x F!Reader

A/n: Thxs for requesting ^^

Event

As you laid on Tommy’s chest, you smiled as he pulled you closer to him while he slept, burying his head into your hair as he did so.

You both had just finished streaming and are absolutely exhausted from it, so you guys decided to cuddle. Which led to the situation of Tommy holding you as close as possible to his chest while burying his head into your hair.

You didn’t mind it of course. In fact you loved it, Tommy was never the affectionate one in the relationship, always saying big man get the affection not give. But you knew he was just flustered and embarrassed about doing so.

So these times were very precious to you.

With that last thought in mind, your eyes closed and you slowly began to drift off to sleep.

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nootdraws · 2 years

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On funerals and mourning: A comprehensive guide by Tubbo Underscore Beloved

Funerals are an odd sort of thing. They seem to pop up out of nowhere all the time, even if you already knew the person was going to die soon. You wear the same suit, the same dress, the same respectful black uniform every time. And every time it feels almost discourteous. As if the clothes you’re wearing to your date are the same ones that you picked up off the floor of your one-night stand’s apartment. (You are pretty sure one of the socks you are wearing is theirs.) Like the experiences are bleeding together.

Mourning is a strange process. There’s no right way to do it except for the fact that there is. Each person requires a unique and complex grieving process that is tailored to them. For example, the body of a tyrant who destroyed your great nation should be ripped apart, whereas the body of a tyrant who destroyed your great nation should be quietly ignored, left to cool on his father’s sword and never thought of again, a confusing puddle of emotions left to drip down the walls of a crater.

You will mourn people not yet gone and believe them to be lost forever, and you will refuse the grief of their demise because you cannot bring yourself to break your heart over a lie again. Your friend never will apologise for not seeing you. You will mourn the fact that you denied him grief as his body cooked in an obsidian furnace and you will regret not having a chance to exist without him. You wonder if you are a better man in his absence.

Those who were dead-and-gone-and-buried will be dragged, squalling and screaming, back onto the mortal coil and those who were plunged into the depths of hell will twist and crack and bend the spiral into a neat and orderly line that they might walk upon, a perversion of existence that seeps into the marrow of their bones. These people will come back Wrong.

You will lose someone who matters dearly to you and you will know exactly how to dance the old foxtrot of grief perfectly and his demise will not be a falsehood and you will know his death to be true and yet you will not indulge in this rare simplicity of sorrow, for you are more than yourself and you must act as such.

You will make sure to wear a new suit to his funeral.

#tw death #tw grief #tw mourning #tw funeral #tw referenced character death #tw implied c!Ranboo death #anyways… my grandad died recently #and I wrote this #dsmp drabble #dsmp fanfic #dsmp Tubbo centric #they r my blorbos and I get to give them my issues #c!tubbo centric #tw c!ranboo death #i dunno how to tag this #it’s not really a fic

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visree · 5 months

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i'll be home with you

Wilbur's ghost was a constant presence, the sort of thing that touched everything around it until you weren't sure you were seeing it correctly anymore. He painted your memories like wind, shifting everything along its trajectory.

It was a shadow of a man, a shadow of a country, and a shadow of an explosion all at once.

Tommy didn't have much time to think about Wilbur, not with everything else taking up so much of his attention, so sometimes he liked to make time. He would go out to the obsidian grid over L'Manberg and feel like gusts of wind swirl up from below him until he felt like he was flying.

Phil once talked to him about his walks around L'Manberg- about how they felt nostalgic. About how, even if things were different, being near the place where it had all happened had given him the space to remember. Tommy couldn't feel less nostalgic if he tried. The obsidian beneath his feet grated and the cold wind felt like the immovable hand of reality.

One day, Tubbo walked through L'Manberg, which was strange enough on its own. His best friend seemed to avoid the place like the plague. When Tommy turned back to look at him, really look, it almost seemed like Tubbo was searching for something. Not like he was reaching for it, but like it had been there, and now he wanted to find it again. Like it was gone. Tommy was suddenly wanted nothing more in the world than for Tubbo to not be looking for him.

A few minutes later, a sharp gust of air shook Tommy out of his thoughts, and he turned around to see Ghostboo behind him. Somehow, this wasn't who Tommy thought Tubbo needed to find.

Boo looked around for a bit, and, seemingly by sheer luck, went down the same path as Tubbo. Tommy followed behind him, making sure to keep his footsteps light. He didn't think he would be able to focus on the wind after that. It took a moment for Boo to find Tubbo, but once he did, Tommy had to run as fast as he could without drawing attention to himself in order to keep up.

Tommy hid behind a tree during their eventual confrontation. He tried to tune most of it out. He mostly succeeded.

Afterwards, Tommy followed Tubbo to the beach, where Tubbo stood at the edge of the shore, legs spread shoulder-width apart, staring into the middle distance. From his right hand, Tommy could appreciate the resolute determination that had kept him alive this long, or maybe it was his ability to drop out of sight when he needed to, or maybe it was his ability to bottle it all up like he had never felt it at all. Or maybe the kid from L'Manberg hadn't survived after all.

Side-by-side, two soldiers let the wind from the waves hit them as they watched the sun set.

#happy one year to invis-chugging tommyinnit #tubbo #dream smp #dsmp drabble

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gayritory · 1 year

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MASTERLIST

HAYLO i have no clue if anyone will see this but HELLO! i always read stuff on here and never write, so im going to give it a try:)

( also if anyone reads this i do requests:))

Genre key:

fluff:<3.

angst: :(

comfort:</3

platonic: :3

smut: ;)

funny:xD

Tommyinnit

!GN Chaotic dates xD, :(, </3

Ever since your first date with Tommy, things became chaotic.. That's what led to you trying to have a date without chaos happening.

Wilbur soot

!GN!ghostbur The ghost living in your house </3, :(

They'res a ghost living inside your house that attempts to comfort you since you and your boyfriend just broke up.

Dream

nothing YET

headcannons:

Nothing YET

Nihachu

nothing YET

headcannons:

nothing YET

Tubbo

nothing YET

headcannons:

Nothing YET

Ranboo

!Gn Arcade Shanagigans :3, xD

It's you and your best friends weekly meetup, but this time you both decided to do something competitive.

headcannons:

GN!Nightscare <3,xD

Karl Jacobs

Fourth of July :(, </3,

The day of the anniversary of your boyfriends death, you end up meeting him in your "dreams".

headcannons:

GN! Dating Karl Jacobs <3, xD, </3

Quackity

nothing YET

headcannons:

GN! dating quackity <3, xD, </3

Sapnap

!GNRoomates :( , </3

You move in with Karl not knowing you'd become enemies with his roomate.

Headcannons:

nothing YET

Georgenotfound

nothing YET

Headcannons:

Nothing YET

Multiple

!GN carnival date (quackity, Niki, tubbo, and Tommy) <3, xD

GN!BEING IN THE RAIN HCS (Wilbur, quackity, Tommy, gnf, and Karl) <3, xD

Social media aus

Dating Karl Jacobs

#dsmp drabble #dsmp masterlist #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt masterlist #masterlist #new creator #new writer boost #new writerblr #mcyt hcs #mcyt headcannons

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basilly · 2 years

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candids || mcyts x reader

summary: pictures the dsmp have taken of you two :)

includes: dream, george, sapnap, karl, quackity, & wilbur

gender: fem presenting

dream: "you look so good in my sweater :)"

sapnap: "dream caught me distracted"

george: "sapnap was following us on our walk."

wilbur: "unfortunately i can't be mad at tommy for taking this"

karl: "fine dining with my fine lady"

quackity: "we were tired, okay?"

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stardustluvs · 7 months

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Exhibitionism - Dream X Reader

MDNI || KINKTOBER

Word Count: 890

Pairing: Dream x fem!Reader

Summary: You and the dteam go out to eat, Dream has other plans.

Warnings: NSFW, Semi-Public Sex, Dream referred to as Clay, Sapnap referred to as Nick

Author's Note: Hope you're enjoying! Public sex and Dream just make sense, right?

Requests are open! || masterlist || kinktober m.list

You weren't quite sure when it had started, but at some point today, your boyfriend had gotten so touchy. The two of you had decided to go out with friends, Sapnap and George, to get food.

You decided on going to your favorite restaurant so you could eat in instead of just going for takeout somewhere.

It was even to the point where Clay pushed for Nick to drive the group there just so he could sit in the backseat with you.

The entire drive there he had his hand on you in some way. That could meant it was either holding yours or it was on your thigh, or just somewhere in close vicinity to you.

When your group finally got to the restaurant, you were all seated together in the corner of the restaurant, Clay insisting on sitting beside you with George and Sapnap on the other side of the table. You smiled as he took the outside of the table, resting his hand on your thigh again.

You didn't think too much of it, getting used to his sudden touchiness. That was until he started sliding his hand up closer to you, causing you to shift a little in your seat.

Was he being serious? Here, and now?

It honestly was more of a turn on than you would have wanted to admit.

His hand met your clothed area, rubbing his fingers against you.

It took everything in you to not push up against his hand as you continued to talk with your friends, trying to act as though everything was normal.

Of course Clay was the type to get off on wanting to get caught.

You bit down on your lip softly, hoping it was subtle enough to not raise any questions. You moved your foot over to Clay's rubbing it against his leg. Mostly as a warning, but he just smirked to himself and pressed his hand against you more roughly.

"I have to go to the restroom," You said suddenly, cutting George off from a story he had been telling. The two men in front of you seemed to nod as they let you get up, Clay silently agreeing he would follow you, to also use the restroom.

You were about to object but then as soon as the coast seemed clear, he dragged you into the family restroom.

"What are you doing?" You asked him as he pushed you against the door after it shut.

"What do you mean?" He asked, playing stupid.

"Babe, you know what I mean," You said under your breath as his lips met your neck, starting to nip at the skin gently.

He laughed softly against your neck.

"We could get caught," You objected.

"Then you better just stay quiet. Wouldn't want George or Nick to figure out our little secret, hm? Or maybe you'd like them to know that as you guys speak, you're falling apart inside over my fingers," He teased.

You left out a soft whine. Fuck, maybe he was right. Maybe it was hot.

"We should head back to the table, hm? And remember, don't get us caught," He said, backing away from you to allow you both to leave.

By the time you both were back at the table, your food had arrived. Surely Clay would let you eat in peace, right?

Wrong.

His hand closest to you was at your inner thigh again, only this time, his hand slipped under the waistband of your pants and into your underwear. You felt as his middle finger met with your clit, starting to tease at the entrance, pushing his finger in and out slowly.

It was getting you so worked up, so quickly.

It took everything in you to not allow any noises to slip from your throat, trying your best to focus on eating as your boyfriend began to finger you right in the middle of the restaurant, especially in front of his best friends.

It only became worse when Sapnap had tried starting a new conversation with you directly.

He asked for your opinion on something that you didn't even really take the time to pay attention to, and when you only responded with mostly confusion, Clay interrupted.

"Oh, come on now, you know what he's talking about," He said as though his fingers weren't buried inside of you right now.

His fingers seemed to go deeper as you apologized softly to Nick for ignoring his question.

"Sorry, I'm just not feeling well," You lied.

"What's the matter, baby?" Clay asked you, playing innocent.

You glared at him slightly.

"Nothing, think I jus' need to lay down for a while I think," You answered, your speech slurring together just a bit, starting to get lost in your pleasure.

His fingers curled inside of you slightly, fucking them into you as hard as he could without being noticeable.

You closed your eyes for a moment, praying to God that nobody would question you. your breath caught slightly, Clay's fingers finally hitting that spot deep inside of you, causing your orgasm.

You came all over his fingers, trying to stop your hips from jerking into his hand..

It took you a moment to calm down again once he pulled his hand from your pants.

You couldn't wait to repay him once you got home.

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