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blocksgame · 9 months
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Tips on character voices when writing fic
This is written in mind for people writing fic in MCYT/QSMP/DSMP/Life series/etc kind of fandoms. But if anyone finds it useful for anything else, well then, hell yeah.
Character voice is big in all, uh, fiction, and mimicking it in any fanwork is big. But I think it’s especially big in these fandoms where the voices are so distinct – it’s usually how a Real Person Somewhere (the streamer) talks, versus something very scripted that you’d see in a TV show or novel. And it can be a big difference in your character sounding generic versus really feeling true to the original.
Listen to a bunch of your subject talking. If you want to write a character well, watch vods from their point of view, or episodes where they show up a bunch. Take note of what they say and how.
2. If you don’t know how to start doing that: try literally writing down what they say. Transcribe an actual exchange in fic-format. You probably won’t want to publish a literal exchange from canon, but it will give you a sense of how to physically write what they say.
3. If you do this (or just pay attention to how they talk), you will get a lot of: Stumbling, pauses, repeating words, filler words, weird sentence constructions, fragments, etc. I love em! Here’s something that comes through in improv much more than in novels or movies: Most people, even very charismatic people, are not very eloquent when they speak. Writing out conversations or sentences will give you a sense of the unique and delightful way in which your subject is not eloquent. vvvvv way more under cut vvvvv
(People use a LOT of filler/etc when they speak. It’s reasonable to cut back on this if it’s interfering with a nice-looking or readable result. I believe this is the eternal struggle of people who write transcripts – you want the transcript to be accurate, but there are also a lot of things you can obviously simplify and not lose the meaning. So you’ll end up falling somewhere on this spectrum either way. But I do think a lot of mediocre/generic fic dialogue is very stylized – it doesn’t sound like your guy because your guy literally wouldn’t say that. They would say it worse and more confusingly.)
(I’m serious, if you’ve never sat down with a short non-completely-scripted clip or real conversation or whatever and just written out exactly what was said, do it. It will make you better at writing.)
4. Wonda-cat made a really incredible list [link] of characterizing speech patterns for the Dream SMP members. But you can also do your own reconnaissance and come up with your own patterns, common phrases, etc.
5. You do not have to get EVERYTHING right. You’re not going to, like, get so deep into the speaker’s brain that you can produce “exactly what they would have said if they were somehow in your fic.” That is impossible. You’re just trying to evoke a character, and if you get a few turns of phrase to ring true, you’re doing great.
6. A lot of these people are popular because they are hilarious. Include jokes. Yes, even if your thing is angsty or serious. A lot of the most serious lore I can think of from, e.g., the Dream SMP or 3rd Life or the QSMP - the really story-defining, life-and-death moments - were absolutely hysterical. If you’re writing characters who are usually funny, then add some humor. It can heighten angst via contrast and a sense of realism. Ask yourself what a funny streamer would make jokes about if they were possessing a character in this situation.
7. Some people have the mystical ability to “hear” character voices in their head, and read things in their voice. If you can, do this with all of your dialogue during the editing process. This won’t always get you there, but sometimes it can catch things that sound wrong by invoking "that's really hard to imagine them saying". If you don’t have this power, try recruiting a friend who does.
8. So there’s dialogue and then there’s narration that’s still from a character’s point of view. I’ve mostly given you tips about dialogue, but a lot of this is also true for narration. IMO, narration is less about phrasing things the way the subject would, and more about recreating the way they think. I don’t have concrete rules on how to do this, but here is my wisdom:
You can get eloquent again - narration is more of an abstract and artistic process than dialogue.
Spend time with your subject’s source material.
Pay attention to what they notice and care about. How do you think they think?
Don’t be afraid to get weird with it.
That last one also applies to all art ever.
9. MCYT tends to give you a great boon you don’t see in other media: what the speaker says to their chat/audience when nobody else is listening. This can be incredibly characterizing even if you’re writing a story where people don’t have chats. It’s your person talking about their thought processes and feelings! Mine that shit.
10. Some questions that might help guide both characterizing narration and dialogue (that you’d get from dialogue):
How open are they about their feelings?
How often do they lie? What do they lie about?
What kind of metaphors do they use, if any?
How quickly does their mood change?
How can you tell when they’re in different moods?
What kind of things do they pay attention to?
How formal is their speech?
11. Finally, this is a little odd, but I find it’s much, much easier to write a character that sounds good if I, the author, like them and am rooting for them at least a little bit. If a character needs to be there who you don’t love, try to love them. Or at least get a sense of what other people love about them. It just makes everything else easier. I swear to god.
Happy writing out there!
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high-in-chaos · 1 year
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niki nihachu 🥰
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hellothereimaloser · 9 months
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veryy choppy first try animation for SIRENNN AAAA ahsash
EDIT: THANK U SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT U GUYS <3
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agrodo1ce · 10 months
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louscartridge · 2 years
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dating ranboo hdcns
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i do not give permission for my fics to be posted claiming to be yours, translated, or posted on another platform without credit. 
cw- mentions of mental heath being shit
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you wear his clothes all the time bc they’re all so big and for the most part casual 
your own clothes? nah. his.
you love wearing them, he loves when you wear them. its a win win.
loves holding your hand
high fives you and then catches your hand in the high five so now your holding hands
he holds it when hes streaming alot and make little designs with his thumb on it.
sometimes he forgets hes holding it, so if he dies or something and throws his arms up your arm goes ~ with his
is really dramatic about it at first, saying he ‘couldve dislocated your shoulder’
if your out to eat or ordering he’ll always get what you get
“ran what do you want?”
“whatever you get love”
writes you notes alot
so like if your sleeping and he has to leave or stream or something 
you wake up with a little sticky note next to you 
you’d never tell him but you keep every single one 
you have a drawer in your nightstand just full of notes hes written for you
he also writes things on your mirror so you dont forget to do it
if your shorter then him you wash dishes so he doesnt have to (as a tall person i can say washing dishes fr hurts)
hes more of a protective boyfriend then jealous
if someone is trying to flirt with you or something he’ll just stand behind you, listening to the convo
he trusts you and also knows you can take care of yourself but sometimes overthinks
what ifs suck
if the person really isnt getting the hint hell rap his arms around you and lay his head on your shoulder from behind and makes an excuse to leave
“toby texted me and said hes at the house already”
is really understanding if your mental health is shit
helps you clean your room
sometimes he writes on your mirror, more things like ‘try to have all the clothes picked up off your floor by the end of the week’
but if you feel like that puts pressure on you or something he wont
if you ask him to wash your hair he’ll quickly say yes.
turns the shower on and just has you kneel over the tub so your under the shower and washes your hair like that so its not as much work for you
please paint his nails
yk the stream that aimsey and niki do his nails? hes like that but not at the same time.
hes alot less marty with you then he was with amsey 
though he would still be joking 
its kinda just another excuse to hold hands with you tbh
you let him choose the color
he lets you choose a color to put on his middle finger tho
“ahh you did such a good job! oh my god, thank you :D”
he LOVES to pick out/make outfits for you 
like even if its not with his clothes
hes just finds it really fun
especially does it when your traveling and he cant go with you
 he just packs all the clothes for you 
thinks youll be thinking of him even more bc your wearing something he made (as if you wouldnt be thinking of him the entire time?)
he’ll spend like an hour rummaging through your closet, every now and then finding things of his
“this is where this went!” “did you take this from me?” “how do i still have clothes of my own?!”
when karl lends ranboo a ring and he wears it your playing with his hands even more belive it or not
spinning the ring around
when you first do it he doesnt know if your ok
he gently grabs your hand making you stop
he softly says ‘hey, you alright?’
you were embarrassed at first but once you told him you were alright he lifts your hand up and kisses it then puts it back down letting you continue
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crimeboys · 4 months
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, Minor Characters Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Alternate Universe - Police, Angst, Angst with a Happy Ending, Police Officer Wilbur Soot, Criminal TommyInnit, Murder, Manipulation, Modern Exile, Post-Exile Arc, Minecraft Mechanics, Suicidal Thoughts, Unreliable Narrator, Bipolar Wilbur Soot, Tommyinnit has PTSD, Victim Blaming, Self-Harm, Morally Ambiguous Wilbur Soot, Police Misconduct, Exile-Typical Treatment, Starvation, Abuse, Past Domestic Violence, Suicide, Guns, dream is not here but his ass is haunting the narrative big fucking time, cop-typical mistreatment of mentally ill people, puffy and sam are the only other onscreen characters Summary:
He doesn’t look like a killer, is Wilbur’s first thought upon seeing Tommy Innit outside of a picture for the first time. It’s a bit silly, really. Hardly anyone looks like a killer. They just are.
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nomsfaultau · 1 month
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Hybrid AU in exile week where avian instincts can take over to a degree that is almost horrific, erasing someone’s personality and rationality when they’re panicking. First part here.
Philza flinches. He doesn’t understand why Tommy is suddenly shouting at him for supposedly exploiting his instincts. But he does understand the way Tommy’s wings puff up, bracing to be hit, and it makes Philza freeze as he watches his hatchling throw open the door and storm out of his life. 
“Would it make you more comfortable if I remove your feathers?” 
Tommy stumbles slightly at the threshold, then scoffs, throwing a glare over his shoulder. “As if you would. It’s too convenient to force my instincts to feel safe around you.” That would explain why Tommy isn’t looking at him. Philza can’t breathe. His chick doesn’t feel safe?
Tommy is confused and wary when Philza removes the hatchling’s feathers and hands them back. It only grows as Philza asks if he wants the ones woven into the nest removed as well. The fact he’s at a loss as to why someone would respect his boundaries hurts almost as much as ripping out where Tommy’s feathers mark him as part of the flock. 
But he does it, since that’s what Tommy needs to feel safe, even if Tommy is suspicious of his attempts. Horrifically, he discovers almost every act of affection was interpreted as manipulation, especially the parental ones. Philza winces as Tommy declares he wants to self-preen from now on, decrying the bonding experience as nothing more than manipulation. 
But- hadn’t Tommy liked it? Philza isn’t stupid, he’s figured it would hit close to memories of his abuser. That’s why he’d been so careful to frequently ask if he wanted to stop. But Tommy had coo’d back every time, asking him to keep petting his wings long past the point they were tidy. Like he wanted to stay in Philza’s arms forever. That’s why Philza asked to make their flock official, he’d thought… Tommy had seemed so happy…
Philza feels confused, and awful, and worried. “You know you can let me know when I’m making you uncomfortable, right mate? You can always tell me to stop and I will.”
Tommy doesn’t believe him then. 
But slowly he starts to, tentatively testing the waters over the weeks and waiting with bated breath to be punished for it. As if it’s such an overreach to demand the basic bodily autonomy of people asking permission before showing physical affection. As time passes, he rejects it more and more, growing comfortable asserting his own wants. Philza aches with the desire to tuck his chick under wing, but swallows the increasing distance. It’s good that Tommy feels safe refusing what Philza wants. He’s healing. Philza’s empty arms must be a good thing. 
And naturally, he becomes a little turd with it once he feels safe enough, but Philza can’t exactly resend the promise and so ends up being forced to just stand there while a zombie attacks him since “swinging that sword around makes me uncomfortable Phil, I thought you said this was a safe place.” But Tommy’s delighted laughter makes up for it, even if Philza forces him to replace the golden apples he wasted to survive. He doesn’t mind the little pranks.
But something in Philza panics when Tommy finally abandons the nest to sleep in a bed. He can’t sleep at night, tormented by the keen awareness his nest is empty. Instincts howl to find his chick, because no matter how he fights it that doesn’t change the imprinting. Verging on falling prey to parental instincts and dragging the boy to the safety of the nest, Philza sneaks out the front door and slumps against it. He can’t break that trust, he just can’t. But neither can he sleep with an empty nest. 
His movement sends a few dogs barking, and it isn’t long before Techno looms over him in the cloak of midnight. Philza holds himself a little tighter. “My nest is empty,” he says hoarsely. Techno lurches to action, till assured Tommy is perfectly safe. “He doesn’t want to be my hatchling. It hurt him too deeply last time.” And yet his instincts care not, crying in panic. Philza buries his face in the knees drawn to his chest. 
“Would you be able to sleep if something else filled the nest? Like, could the instincts tell the difference?” Philza has no idea, but as exhausted as he is he’s willing to try. Or, till Techno volunteers himself, because Philza really doesn’t want to make his instincts Techno’s problem. Techno shrugs. “Probably a lot less awkward for me than it is Tommy, given how long we’ve known each other. Might as well try.” Not that Techno cares to be viewed as a piglet, but his feelings were bruised when the broody Philza categorized him as a threat. “We’re a flock, aren’t we?” 
“Always.” So Techno burrows into the nest, rooting it up till Philza’s feathers ruffle disapprovingly. They’re different, and Techno likes it that way, but the dozens of little instances where their instincts misalign get under his fur sometimes, like a wedge between them. But they both refuse to let it stop them. The hesitance is drowned in a yawn, and Philza nestles over him. It’s a reassuring pressure, reminding Techno of the sounder he long aged out of. Soft feathers wrap around him, and after a few sleepy coos, Philza drifts off, finally assured that his nest is barren no more. Techno smiles, glad he could help his friend. He wraps an arm around Philza’s feathered back, and likewise accepts the embrace of slumber. 
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grunge-innie · 1 year
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SFW Alphabet-Quackity
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Warning:Mention of inappropriate touching but nothing in detail
Pronouns:none
Pairings:Quackity x GN!reader
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
I think Quackity's love language is quality time.He thinks that what keeps your relatshionship healthy is that the two of you can sit in a room together doing your own thing and still feel loved.
He's affectionate enough.When you guys are alone he showers you in affection but when you are around other people he keeps it on the down low.
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B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
I think we all know what kind of friend he is.Alex Quackity is a very chaotic man so I think your frienship would be very fun and hype.Of course whenever you feel sad he would stop goofing of and help you out.
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C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
Oh does he love cuddles.At the start of your relatshionship he would be to shy to ask for cuddles but after some time he became confident and now he just jumps on you and demands cuddles.
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D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
He definitely wants to settle down but he doesn't want to rush things.Don't get him wrong he knows that you are THE one but he's just nervous.
He's very tidy and clean so cleaning doesn't bother him,but he can only cook like three meals so you would have to help him out with that.
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E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
He would feel very bad and would question it for a few weeks before actually confronting you.He would be very calm on the outside but you could see his fingers slightly shaking and his eyes glistening.He would try to say it in a way that wouldn't hurt you much but he knew no matter how he says it you'll be hurt.
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F = Fiancé(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
As I said before he doesn't want to rush inro anything so he will probably get married after 3-5 years of relatshionship.
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G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Behind that loud and chaotic personality lays a very gentle man.He wants to be held but he doesn't know how to ask for it so he'll drop some hints and please pick up on them and reassure him that he doesn't have to ask for your affection.
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H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He loves hugs.His hugs feel safe and he'll mostly hug you while you're doing something else like if you're cooking he'll come up behind you and hug you or if you're sitting down and working on something he'll wrap his arms around you from behind and lower his head so he can kiss your cheek.
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I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
He'll wait a bit on this one as well.He'll figure out that he loves you and then after 3 or 4 months after that realization he'll say it.
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J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
He's not that jealous because he believes you so he won't get jealous if you are just talking to someone or one of his or your friends.He will get jealous if you start to ignore him(why would you do that).He doesn't say anything and stays silent but when you get home he's a lot more clingier.
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K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
He likes to kiss you on your lips because he feels like it's really romantic but when you're busy he'll just come up behind you and kiss your cheek.
He likes to be kissed on the nose because he thinks it's very cute when you do that and he likes being kissed on the cheek.
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L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
He's very good around children because his loud personality is very entertaining for them but of course there are children that don't like loud noises so he's a lot more gentle and quiter with them.
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M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
Mornings with him are the best.Usually you wake up first and you take your sweet time looking at him and gently brushing his hair out of his eyes.When he finally wakes up he looks at you smiles and then grabs you to cuddle with him
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N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Because of the lazy mornings spent with him the nights are a bit more lonely.Because he's an influencer he decides to work later in the day so he can have an easy going morning.He likes to work more in the night so he'll work till the early hours of morning and you'll try to stay up but he reassures you that he will be in bed when you wake up.
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O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
He's a very private person but he'll start to open up slowly.Most of the things you have to pick up by yourself but when he feels comforotable he kind of blurbs everything out.
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P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He's not easily angered.He's very calm when it comes to resolving any issues and he doesn't get angry at you.
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Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He remember absolutely everything. The things that you don't remember ever telling to anyone he'll remember it.He likes to suprise you with things that you mentioned months ago.
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R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Every moment is his favourite but he definently likes cooking with you the most.Even though he's very bad at cooking he's getting better while learning with you
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S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Even though he's not that jealous he is very protective.If he sees someone touching you inappropriately or making you uncomfortable this man is literally sprinting towards you and fighting of the creeps.He would wrap his arms around your waist and gently guide you away from them and give them a death stare.
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T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
Quackity would put so much effort in everything.There would be hidden meanings and inside jokes that only two of you knew the meaning of everywhere.He puts so much care into everything he does for you.
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U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
He just sometimes overworks himself and you need to make him go to bed sometimes.
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V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
It changes every few days.Some days he feels like the most handsome man on the earth and sometimes he feels so small in comparison to others.On the days that he feels the latter you are always there to reassure him that you think he is beautiful.
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W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Quackity is very independent and sometimes he isolates himself from others so he always felt fine being alone but the moment you entered his life he is not letting you go.In conclusion yes he would feel incomplete without you
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X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
I think Quackity is a people pleaser.It just looks like he treauseres his friends a lot and that he would do anything for them.If someone asked him to do something he would most likely do it.
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Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
He doesn't like self centered people.It's okay when people are exaggerating as a joke,he jokes like that as well,but when people are genuinely rude and don't participate in a conversation if it's not about them he thinks it's a very bad trait.
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Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
He kind of doesn't have any.If he goes to sleep late he will fall asleep the moment his body hits the mattress but usually he just looks at his phone till he falls asleep.
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A/N:My first mcyt/dsmp fic and of course it's a Quackity one.I'll try to write more for mcyts(C! and CC!)and some anime characters.Hope you enjoyed
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draqthar · 9 months
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Wish I could wipe my memory clean so I could read Tommyinnit's clinic for supervillains for the first time again
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pink---condoms · 11 months
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Best friends?
Dream x Reader
Warnings!: kissing, making out, Dream pulls reader onto his lap, mentions of Dream's real name Clay, whipped Dream& hair grabbing.
Summary!: Y/n and her boy best friend, Clay, had known each other since forever, they did almost everything together and lately there had been some tension between them. One day they were hanging out, when Clay suggested they play truth or dare. Feeling bored, she agreed.
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"Damn girl you be looking thick" you said in a deep voice, looking at him up and down with a hand on your chin, at his front door. "Are gonna come in or are you gonna be annoying" he said in an annoyed voice. "I'm gonna come in, geez learn how to take a joke Clay" you said pushing past him an into his house like you owned it.
"It's been so long since we last hanged out" you said, walking to his living room and plopping yourself on his couch. "We hanged out literally just last week" he replied, with a stiff look on his face. "I know that's like so long" you looked at him and batted your thick eyelashes at him.
He sighed, taking a space next to you and turning to look at you. "Soo" you trailed off, "so? " he props an eyebrow at you "anything new? " "it's been one week, what new could possibly happen in a week". "A lot of things can happen in one week time" you replied to him, accidentally making eye contact with him.
"Well nothing new happened, happy now" you expected him to break the eye contact that was starting to intense, but he didn't. A few silent seconds went by, without you realizing. When you finally did realized, you instantly looked to the opposite direction of him, a heavy blush painting your face.
Right at that moment, patches walked into the room, immediately heading over to you. You mentally thanked the heavens for saving you from the awkward moment you shared with Clay. "Aww patches" you picked her up into your lap "I bet you missed mommy so much" yep, you were her human mom...
"She did" he chuckled from beside, trying to also break the awkward tension. "I don't doubt it, after all I'm her mother" you slightly raised her into air, looking up at how cute she looked. "Mhm" he hummed, and you tried your best you ignore the butterflies that was swarming your stomach.
You rested her back on the floor, turning to look at him who was already looking at you, you pouted your lips at him. "What" he laughed slightly, "I'm hungry, cook for me please" you gave him the eyes while batting your eyelashes at him.
"Fine" he looked away from you, a shade of pink coating his face. 'That easy?' you thought to yourself normally he'd try to make some excuse before actually making you something. A evident frown made it's way on your face, he couldn't see it since his back was turned to you.
He got up making his way to the kitchen with you following right behind. "What are you going to make? " you asked, as you entered the kitchen, making your way to the counter top and sitting yourself down on it. "Idk, maybe pasta" he said, looking straight at you, into your eyes. "Yes please" you cooed, his pasta always made your mouth water.
He set the pasta to boil, before making his way to his refrigerator that was near the counter you sat on. "You want something to drink? " he turned to look at you, "you got any lemonade? " you questioned, suddenly feeling for lemonade. "Shit, no I got to make some" he grabbed a lemon from the fridge setting beside you.
"Damn Clay acting boyfriend material to me right now" you joked, while he scoffed almost offended. "Shut up, you know your the only I'd do this for" he said while grinding the lemon. "Am I that special" a giggle erupted from your throat "yes now stop distracting me" he said, causing you to burst out in a fit of giggles.
He strained the juice he squeezed from the lemon, adding sugar and ice to the strained juice, before handing you the cup. "Thank you" you cooed smiling ever so sweet at him, while he playfully rolled his eyes while making his way to the boiling pan. "You mind grabbing another pan for me" he said while emptying the water from the soften spaghetti, "sure" you replied.
You made your way down the counter and towards where he kept all his pans and spoons, grabbing a medium size one. Coming up to his side, you handed him the pan. He grabbed the pan out your hands, a slight skin connection was held between you two.
Even the slightest, uncalled touches had electricity flowing through you. He rested the spaghetti aside and started to make the tomato sauce. He stirred the bright red liquid, while you stood right beside him, eyes also staring down at the sauce.
"Are you really that hungry" he joked noticing the way you licked your lips every now and then. "Don't talk bout it" you glared at him, while he bursted out in to fits of laughter. "Stop laughing and cook my food" you whined, tugging on the end of his hoodie, "ok madam".
He tried his best to calm himself down, and eventually he did. Finally after taking a whole ten minutes, he was finally finished with the sauce. Grabbing a plate, he stuffed it with spaghetti before dropping the tomato sauce all over it.
"Your so good to me Clay, I love you" you gave him a cheeky smile, "I know" he returned your smile, handing you your plate of food. "You wanna watch a movie? " you resisted the urge to stuff your mouth, as you requested him "sure" he replied.
You made your way to his living room, both hands holding onto your plate tight. He took off the light, allowing the tv to light up the room. He sat down, more like plopping, you followed right behind him. You swirled your fork around, trying to grab as much spaghetti you could before stuffing it your mouth.
You tapped his shoulder as he looked through the different movie, "hm" he turned to you "you want a bite? " you asked making a swirl for him. He didn't say anything and just opened his mouth, indicating yes he wanted a bite. You fed him the spaghetti you had on your fork, also stuffing his mouth with the pasta.
An indirect kiss.
Soon, the plate was emptied between the two of you and on the tv played Star Wars. You were starting to get bored not because you literally watch the movie at least 50 times because you felt like you was home alone, despite him right next to you.
Him seemed to notice so he paused to the movie, before turning to look at you who was looking at him with a confused look. "You wanna play truth or dare? " he asked, "why'd you stop the movie? " you asked, ignoring his question. "You were getting bored so I paused it," he replied "I wasn't, put it back on" you protested, but he wasn't having it.
"No, let's play truth or dare" he said, more like demanding you, which made you roll your eyes. "Fine" you agree, not really feeling to go back and forth with him. "Ok, you go first truth or dare" he seemed excited, it's just game of truth or dare right?. "Truth" typical your not going with dare knowing how crazy he is and seeing him excited made you kinda suspicious.
"Is it true that you once accidentally kill a mosquito and called me 3am in the fucking morning to bawl your eyes out? " he asked like if it wasn't true, even though you both know it was 100% true. "Shut up that was like a year ago" you covered your face, remembering the embarrassing night you called him because of the mosquito, while he started laughing.
"Stop lying, that was just like last month you know it" his laughter echoed around the living room, you gave him a dirty look. "Whatever, your turn truth or dare? " "truth", understandable. "Is it true that you once tried to talk to your crush and ended up vomiting all over her" your giggles were heard in between the truth but it managed to get out.
A red shade took over his face, remembering the time he puked all over Jane Matthew's jacket in the school playground. "That was like 9 years ago Y/n really? " he groaned, " yes it's still funny as fuck" you pointed out, still laughing.
"Truth or dare" he asked, it's been twenty minutes into the game and it's not bad. You picked dare a couple of times, mostly going with truth, he did the something. "Truth" you replied.
"Is it true that you'd date me? " he mutter, you barely heard him, but you did.
You froze, you probably misheard him and was taking it the wrong way. "I didn't hear you" you laugh it off awkwardly and he looked you straight into your eyes. "Is it true that you'd date me" he said, a lot more audible to your ears.
You loved him and still do, but you felt like you couldn't what if it was some cruel joke on you, whatever. You looked down to your hands that layed in your lap. "I don't have an answer to that Clay" Clay, you only used his real name when you were serious.
You really didn't have an answer to him though. You were scared that your 18 year old friendship was gonna get flushed down the toilet. "What do you mean? " his voice laced with confusion, too genuine. "I don't want to ruin our friendship, like we've been best friends for 18 full years and I don't want to end our friendship and become distant an shit like what if we don't work ou-" you cut off.
With his lips against yours.
You were speechless, despite he was literally kissing you, you were stunned. A mere 34 second past by and you was still in your shock era. Finally coming to your senses you realized it. Clay is kissing you, your best friend of 18 years is kissing you.
Immediately you kissed him back, your arms latched around his neck, which his made their way to your waist. You both know what you were doing, but you both didn't care, it just felt to fucking good to stop.
He pulled away breathing heavily, his hands pulling you onto his lap, before pulling you back down to meet his lips. Your hands made their way behind his head, lightly gripping on to his hair. One of his hand travelled up from your waist to your neck, wrapping his hand around your neck and just keeping it there, no squeezing, nothing.
Your lips molded with each other's like it was made for you both. His light grip on your neck was doing wanders. You brushed your hand through his hair, pushing it back as it came in your face. Slowly you pulled away, as you was starting to get breathless. He was starting to get breathless too but he didn't care , he just wanted to kiss you all day long.
"Clay" you whispered, staring down into his eyes.
"Y/n" he muttered, keeping up eye contact with you.
"I want you Y/n, not in a sexual way but in a lover's way I'm so fucking in love with you, you have no fucking idea" the hand around your neck fell back down to your waist to hold you against him like you was gonna run away.
"Please don't fuck with me Clay" he frowned at your sentence, before he could reply to you he noticed your eyes welling up with tears. He wasn't fucking with you, he was dead ass serious.
"Hey, what are you crying for" immediately he pulled your head down to rest against his chest. "I'm so fucking sorry, I'm scared Clayton" you looked up at him with red eyes. "Baby there's nothing to be scared about, I want to try with you, let me be your boyfriend and threat like you deserve".
You sobbed even more, not because of any holding back anymore, but because of honest he was being. "Aww baby don't cry" he laughed slightly, his hand running up and down your back in a comforting way.
Pulling up your head, you were met with a smiley Clay. Not saying anything you leaned up and connected your lips together, sparks flying through the both of you. This he was the one to entangle his hand with your hair, making sure not to hurt you.
You sure by now your lips were swollen and red from the intense kissing sessions you both shared. Being the one to pull away from the kiss first again, you rested your forehead against his with a smile on your face.
Lovers.
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eggoodlez · 5 months
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@leva-prava ignore the fact I rendered ranboo and tommy completely differently xd
THE DREAM WALKER !!! CHAPTER 6 (this is funny to me w/o context)
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luverstream · 9 months
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hello, i'd love to be on your anon list as 💟 anon!
i'll probably send in an ask without anon on, but could i request bf!dream headcanons? nsfw or sfw is ok :)
love, 💟
Howdy!! Welcome to my anon list!!
I ended up doing both sfw and nsfw😭
‘💟’ anon:)) tysm!!
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SFW
Bf!dream Who spoils you with gifts and kisses whenever you want, you’d think he was a sugar daddy in his past life.
Bf!dream Who will kiss and touch and love on every insecurity you have, no matter if it’s your eyes your stomach your legs, he’ll kiss you hug you and reassure you that he loves it.
Bf!dream He loves it when you wear some of his shorts, his shirts not so much but his shorts?? Wooo your in for it.
Bf!dream loves to cuddle you randomly, you could be laying on the couch, sitting on your bed, getting out of the shower, he will cuddle you naked, dressed, half dressed it doesn’t matter.
Bf!dream who comes home late after a night of fun and tucks you in no matter where you are, sometimes he will pick you up and carry you to bed with him.
Bf!dream he will help you apply your makeup if you asked, he will attempt to put mascara on you, lipstick, lipgloss, blush, anything, sometimes he will let you put makeup on him, but only when it’s just you two, he prefers to be masculine.
Bf!dream will brag about you to his friends, family, anyone who asks about you, saying things like “you guys should be jealous I have such an amazing person in my life.”
NSFW
Bf!dream who makes you look up at him while you suck his cock, he loves seeing your gorgeous eyes.
Bf!dream will definitely ask if he can eat you out whenever you guys go out for dinner, he wants dessert for sure and when you guys get home he begs for it, ((consent is key))
Bf!dream loves it when you ride him in reverse cowgirl, he loves seeing your ass bounce on him, he wants to grip your hips to tight so you can never get off.
Bf!dream who absolutely loves it when you kiss his neck, your on top of him and making out and he’s hoping your mouth moves to his neck, he wants hickeys everywhere.
Bf!dream whose obsessed with your thighs, no matter if their small, big, medium, it doesn’t matter he’ll kiss them and pick you up, making sure to squeeze them gently.
Bf!dream who does makeup sex, a lot of it, with your consent of course after an argument he will kiss, lick, suck on your entire body, you end up forgetting what the argument was about.
Bf!dream calls you a lot of nicknames, now in my opinion he doesn’t like being called ‘daddy’ as much, however he does like sweet pet names like honey, Sweets or maybe even darling.
Bf!dream Who will make you brain dead, he’ll eat you out, fuck you senseless, anything you want his cock will indeed make you cock drunk.
Bf!dream who does indeed pack serious girth..maybe not inches, but serious girth, 5inch cock with amazing girth, enough to satisfy you for sure.
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Hope you enjoyed!! Ty for the request!!
Anon list:
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Fanart for Clearing Rain chapter 1 by @simplepotatofarmer
<3 <3 <3
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average-vibe · 4 months
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”Are You Well?” pairing: Tom Simons x Fem!reader summary: you have a killer headache, and your boyfriend is very worried about you TW: cursing, so much fluff, and unedited work (lmk if i missed anything) A/N: this is my first Tommyinnit fic! hope you like it! i definitely didn’t get the title idea from the artful dodger masterlist ****
you quietly groaned in pain as your boyfriend, bless his soul, yelled out on joy, proceeded by a loud laugh.
“WHAT THE FUCK, MAN?” Tom continued, laughing along with the sounds of his keyboard keys getting smashed by his quick fingers. you held your head in your hands, trying to ease the banging pain in you temples. after about 5 more minutes of loud shenanigans going on in his office, you resorted to going in there, hoping he would calm down when he saw you. you slowly made your way to his office, and when you opened the door, his demeanor became a gentle, kinder looking one.
“Oh look! it’s the love of my life!” he said in a calm manner. you had been in some videos and more streams, but you rarely came in unplanned.
“Hey, can i stay in here?” you asked, looking at his monitor, slightly surprised to see how tired and, well, bad you looked.
”if you’d like. i’m doing a mod stream.” he replied, smiling at you, a twinge of worry in his eyes.
you then saw the chat, and as you moved closer, you could see some of the comments.
TommYinniT12: OMG ITS Y/N QUEEENNNNN
fruity-sky: LOVE UUUU
random.user1928: are u ok? how u doin?
barbie*gurl*barbie*world: hope ur doing well :)
You smiled at the ‘fans’ you had, giving a small wave. “Hey guys! how’s the stream going?” you asked.
“Going pretty good, better now, though.” Tommy flirted, smirking at the camera. “Obviously, i make everything better.” you teased, shrugging your shoulders as you sat down in a small stool designated for you. it was titled the “Y/N throne” (named by tubbo). You caught tom slightly glancing at you in a worried type of way as you answered some questions about how life was going. you shrugged it off, supposing it was something on your face, or maybe the dark circles that had gathered underneath your eyes.
Finally, you had finished introducing yourself, you sat back and watched your boyfriend joke around with his fans with the mods, which had made every tame animal hostile, and every hostile animal tame.
“AAAAGH!” Tommy yelled, as a chicken began to attack him. it was funny, but the sudden yell made you flinch in pain, your head in agony. you shut your eyes and tried to distract yourself, but the pain in your forehead was too prominent to be dismissed. your boyfriend looked back at you, as he clearly noticed your sudden change in additude.
“you okay?” he quietly spoke, trying to not draw attention to you, but no matter what, obviously his fans were going to take note of what happened.
username: is she okay?
papi susis: look at her; is she well?
you quickly nodded, smiling for effect, but you knew tom didn’t buy a second of it. but he simply nodded in return and turned back to his monitor, attempting to react to some comments taht chat was making, most of which about you, worried about your well-being.
“Yeah, i’m SO excited to meet up with them.” tom rambled, referring to his plans to meet up with Bill, Aimsey, and Ranboo. “I think y/ns going aswell, aren’t you?” he asked, turning to you.
“yeah, if you’ll let me.” you joked. “i’ll go as long as you let me out of the basement.”
“wHAT?” he reacted, the small yell going straight to your migraine, but you continued in your smirk, not wanting to ruin the stream with your headache.
the rest of the stream was spent with you laughing slightly at tom, who kept making flirtatious remarks towards you, making you blush a deep red and all the fans go crazy. after what seemed like forever, he finally signed off, saying goodbye to his fans and ending the stream.
“What’s the matter?” he said, almost immediately after ending the live. you studied him, looking at his eyes that were drowned in worry for you. his eyebrows that were furrowed together in stress. and his mouth that had hints of a smile at the ends of his mouths.
“Y/N.”
“huh?”
“what’s the matter? you’ve been staring at me for like, 30 seconds straight.” he said.
“oh. sorry.” you said, standing up from your “throne”. “i’m gonna go to bed.” you said, walking to the door until you felt a strong grip on your arm, holding you from advancing any further.
“Y/N. What is the matter?” he asked, the third time now. “Are you well?”
“i’m okay.” you said, playing a small smile.
Tom didn’t but it for a second.
“No your not.” he said, standing up, his frame towering above you. loosened his grip on your arm and wrapped his arms around your waist.
“i just have a headache, Tommy. That’s it, i promise.”
“how bad is it?”
you looked down, trying not to let him see your eyes. “Umm..”
“is it one of you worse ones?” tom asked, with nothing but concern in his eyes.
“yeah. a really bad one. the worst one yet.”you said, in one big string of words.
Tom held you close, giving you a gentle hug. “I suppose my screaming didn’t help much.” he guessed, looking guilty.
you hugged him tighter, sighing. “No, it really didn’t. but it’s part of your job.” you defended him, holding his face in your hands.
“I need to think about you more. i only think about my fans during streams. i never think about you. i’m sorry, love.” Tommy says, guilt covering all of his emotions.
“It’s okay.” you say, smiling.
“Do you wanna go cuddle in bed?” he asks, almost innocently.
“i would love to.” you say. “just let me get my headache medicine.”
“no, let me do it.” he says, jumping infront of you, walking to the closet.
for the rest of the night, he wouldn’t let you do anything, insisting that ‘you need to rest!’ before doing it for you.
when you finally fell asleep, he kissed your head.
“sleep well, love.
***** A/N: that sucked but wtvr.. sorry for taking so long on the stream part lol
hope you liked it
love u
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rebelpeas · 4 months
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The first day Ranboo M. Beloved brings his car into the shop, Tubbo gains two impressions of him. One, he has what might be a contender for the world’s ugliest expensive car. Two, he’s definitely getting his money from something illegal.
-- tubbo is a mechanic, and he's pretty sure the new regular at the shop is mixed up in, like, the mafia or something. silliness ensues.
4k, tubbo-centric, complete. a gift i made for @misotofu as part of the fic in a box exchange! :]
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jinxed-galaxies · 4 months
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Let the sun warm your fur again
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Fanart for Rabbit Run, a fic by @simplepotatofarmer !! I used references for style and colour from the picrews I've seen floating about
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