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if-you-feel-lonely · 1 year
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p!cc!schlatt w teen!reader who met because they both joined the dsmp at the exact same time and they ended up getting terrifyingly close? n maybe a drabble or hcs, up to you!
- ☕️
Omg pretend this isn't a month late.
They/them pronouns for this one 🫶
TW: swearing
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You were the last person Schlatt expected to befriend from this SMP
He knew some people, and he knew of some people
You, however, where a complete stranger
You two spoke a bit when you first joined, and it felt oddly natural
It was weird to talk to someone he'd just met (nevermind a CHILD) like he'd been best friends with you for years
You just had that effect on people, I suppose
Lots of weird jokes came out of your unlikely friendship
"Hey, that is my CHILD you're talking about, back the fuck up."
A very bad influence on you
Definitely convinces you to do very out of pocket things
Likes to call you when you're at school, especially if you live in a different timezone
"Hey man, what's up?"
"It's six o'clock in the morning where you are, why the fuck are you ringing me?"
"Damn, would a hello have killed you or something?"
Yeah.
This man is a risk to your mental stability (assuming that you have any)
A very "I don't care what you do but don't get hurt" sort of older brother figure
He'll only snitch on you to someone else if he thinks you'll actually get hurt from what you're doing
And even then he'll try to get you to stop himself before he calls someone
Very much wants to meet up with you
Would pay for trains, flights, whatever it took
Would even drive or fly to you himself if you couldn't
Always tells you to stay in school and not drop out
He wants you to have a backup plan if things don't go to plan, and I honestly rate that
Doesn't mean he won't call your teachers stupid and say your work is pointless, but you win some, you lose some
But if you're genuinely not getting anything from it and it's a waste of your time, he'll just tell you to do what you think is best
Goes feral when you get weird people in your chat
"THAT IS A CHILD. A LITERAL CHILD."
Doesn't matter if you legally become an adult, you're still a child
You two have a joke where you call him old and he calls you an infant
"You're basically a fetus, shut the fuck up."
"Alright grandad, calm down. We have to be back at the home soon."
You're both very chaotic
pretend this isn't incredibly short because I'm trying to get some writing out :,)
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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years
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would you be able to do a platonic thing with the cc's in which gn!reader is feeling down?
I have covid again so I'm doing this for my comfort
Also you never specified which cc's so I'm choosing Niki, Wilbur, Tommy, and Dream.
Niki Nihachu
Niki absoloutely hates seeing you upset
She's a very empathetic person so when you're sad, she's sad
She'll try to convince you to lie in bed with her to platonically cuddle away the bad emotions.
If you have to be productive even during those moments, Niki will prepare you tea and a snack to make you feel better
And if she's not able to comfort you physically she'll send you a bunch of adorable photos and videos of Zuko
So many audio clips of her voice saying the sweetest little pick-me-ups for you
Niki is never bothered because she likes being the friend you rely on
Wilbur Soot
Wilbur isn't the most physical of people so most of his comfort would be trying to make you laugh
Texting you as many truly awful among us jokes as he can
If you're like physically there, Wilbur'll set up popcorn and an emotional movie and start crying so that if you cry too, it won't be as embarrassing
Snacks. This man has a bunch of them and would definitely keep your favourite sweets in store if you just need a quick pick-me-up
For ranting, Wilbur isn't your best bet. Actually, he's probably your worst.
He doesn't do well with listening without offering advice so he should definitely be the last one you call, unless you do want advice. In which case, call him freely.
TommyInnit
Tommy has playlists he made for you if you were sad
Like if you needed to just vent it, it would be his angriest songs, but if you wanted to calm down then there would be a lot of lofi music, like from his streaming playlist
He isn't the best at comforting people but Tommy tries to be really physically affectionate because that's what helps him feel better
If you get headaches when upset you can bet money on him massaging your forehead and scalp for you to help
He feels down sometimes too but he always need to be around people to feel better so he kinda just assumes you do too
Tommy is a kind soul, even if he's not always the smartest
Dream WasTaken
Dream kinda needs to be told when you're upset because he's bad at social cues
Like if you're upset and don't tell him, he might not even notice unless it's really obvious
Taking this from one of my closest friends who does this for me, if you're like in a panic attack Dream'll instantly discord call you and just like talk you down. Discord stream playing minecraft to distract you
He's the type of person who gets really angry when he's upset, even if it's just to cover sadness, so if you're like him then he'll be really good at calming you down and taking your shit
Fully convinced this man would google tactics to comfort people tho because like I said, sucks at social cues and is even worse at comforting
Will put on your favourite movie, buy your favorite food, just spend a bunch of money making you feel better and won't let you repay a cent
Dream can and will be your platonic sugar daddy
{《☆》}
[I'm this close to ending it all, covid headaches make my preexisting headaches 1000× worse and I hate it all. I'm so bored. It's been like 2 days too but that is still so longgg]
[Also sorry Anon if this isn't who you wanted, hope it's alright though. Have a lovely day, eat food and hydrate. Take care of yourself and please for everyone's sake don't be like my brother. Wear a mask, even now. I love you all, bye bye!]
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s4turns-r1ngs · 2 years
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returning from the dead to write some shit ykyk
opening requests bc i have nothing to do for the night and im going to be in the car for a while on wednesday
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thek1ngtalks · 2 years
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Prompt: Touching your soulmate leaves a temporary mark that fades after a few hours.
Dream, Tommy, Niki, Wilbur, Eret, Quackity, Ranboo, Fundy
Dream loves leaving thumb stokes, swirling over your cheekbones and brushing down your arms. His hand leaves neon green stains and sometimes he traces obscenes pictures onto your palms just to make you laugh when you notice a few minutes later.
Tommy leaves pastel red smears. Across your back and neck, where he had pulled you closer with his arm. Handprints against your palms, because he really likes holding your hand. He'll draw hearts on your arms and dicks on your face if you fall asleep near him.
Niki draws flowers on your crown. A gentle watercolor pink. Hand prints on your face from where she cupped it, just to admire at you. Your hands are entirely pink because she loves fiddling with them.
Wilbur's handprints are on your shoulders, because he sometimes just claspes them to lead you around in public. They are a soft and dewy blue, a little bit of sunshine. There are spots of blue peaking through your hair because he also likes setting his chin on your head, patting you, pressing his thumb to your crown in a mock simba moment.
Eret is a bright pink mixed with soft hues of purple. They swirl together around your waist. When his hands trail mindlessly over your arms, they're stained magenta for hours. He drops soft kisses on your nose and leaves a bright pink lip stain on your eyelids.
Quackity presses his arms against yours, leaving dewy yellows and deep blues marks that layers over themselves. There are soft brushes across your forehead and over your ears after he tries to push away every strand of baby hair's blocking your face. There are imprints of his head from when he slept across your lap.
Ranboo leaves red and green fingerprints on the back of your hands and arms. Brushes across your back, a few odd spots on your legs when he pokes you with his feet. He likes leaving two stains under your eyes, like eyebags but distinctly unnatural.
Fundy has handprints on your back and knees, because he likes slapping them just to mess with you. Soft rising sun orange lines tracing over your knuckles, wrapping around your palms. A blob with a tail rest on your collarbone, you think he mightve been trying to draw a fox.
{《☆》}
[I really quickly wrote this during passing periods and I will admit, I am starved for affection. This is definitely a cry for help. Please feed me internet likes to curb this horrible medical condition plaguing me.]
[Anyways I have a whole hunking load of soulmate prompts that I apparently wrote down months ago for 500 followers special that I never ended up doing and is now dying in my main acc's drafts. I might go through a few more for fun like I did this one, with short answer prompts for a handful of cc's. Or maybe I'll write official ones longer than 1k, only God knows (and me ig).
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faye-writes-stuff · 1 year
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INCORRECT QUOTES TIME
INCORRECT QUOTES TIME
sapnap, throwing their head into y/n's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! y/n, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are
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tommy: Are you ready to commit? y/n: Like, a crime, suicide, or a relationship?
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y/n: Do you want to know your gay name? ranboo: My... my gay name? y/n: Yeah, it's your first name- ranboo: Haha. Very funny y/n- y/n: *gets down on one knee* And my last name. ranboo: Oh- oh my god.
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dream: Can you cut me some slack, y/n? I’m sort of in love. y/n: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem. dream: I’m in love with you. y/n: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.
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tubbo: We might have gotten into a bar room brawl back in the city. ranboo: Well, that was entirely predictable. tubbo: One of them punched a gang member. ranboo: tommy? tubbo: y/n, actually. ranboo: Oh, that was going to be my second guess
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bro should i make a tag for these lmao?
imma make more because yes
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—amsterdam
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SUMMARY | agreeing to come along with the group to amsterdam to participate in not one, but two tom simons videos, can get a little crazy
PAIRING | cc!tommyinnit x reader
REQUESTED | no
WORD COUNT | 1.1k+
AUTHORS NOTES | the tom simons channel is probably my favorite vlog channel ever
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This was the third time Charlie had destroyed your lego creation, and you were this close to locking him out of the room.
"I swear to god you fucker—" Another blocky build crumbled to peices as the brunette slapped his hand down on your own pair, laughing good naturedly all the while.
"Phiiiiil!" You turned your torso halfway to whine at the other man in the generic hotel room, who was looking at his phone blandly while resting on the foot of a bed opposite you. "Tell Charlie to stop being an asshole before I bite him!"
"Stop being an asshole to them Charlie before they bite you. And they will, it's not just a threat mate." The middle aged man echoed back without so much as looking up from his phone.
"Wow. Gee thanks Phil. Glad to know my pain and suffering is less important than your phon—Charlie I swear to fucking god!! One more time, and I mean it, one more time and I'm going to sic Tubbo on you in the video tomorrow!" You had since stopped looking at Phil, now scooping as many stray legos as you could close to your chest while Charlie attempted to steal them away from you.
"I paid for these with my own twitch prime! Back! Back, I say."
"Noooo." Charlie made a sound that reminded you of a gremlin, wiggling his fingers comically while trying to take more out of your pile. "The lego goblin must have his legos!!! Otherwise he may become, the tickle monster!"
"Oh no he fucking wont." You deadpanned at Charlie. He just smiled back at you innocently before wiggling his fingers once more and lunging for you, nearly knocking you both into Phil on the other bed with the effort of it.
"Take that, you hoarder!" He laughed, glasses knocked askew as his hands viciously attacked your sides with pokes and jabs as you screamed.
"Jesus fucking christ you two!!" Phil was looking at the both of you on the floor, clutching his phone to his chest in surprise while laughing.
"Phil! Help me! I'm dying! Tell my wife that—that I love her." You choked out a surprisingly loud and shocking gasp before going limp, your tounge dramatically lolling out of your mouth the way a cartoon character's might.
It was a lot harder than you thought it would be to hold in your laughter as you watched Charlie fall to his knees somberly, listening as he wailed on about how he had 'killed' you. It was even harder when you got a glimpse of Phil sitting above you, stuffing his fist in his mouth to try not to laugh at the two of you.
"—ow will I ever redeem myself!? I'll be tried in court, given years of prison time! I'll never make it in there! I'm too soft, too—oh hey Tommy."
You immediately scrambled to get to your feet alongside Charlie at that revelation, the both of you adjusting your disheviled appearances the best you could all while Phil cackled.
"Hey Toms." You smiled crookedly, trying to look nonchalaunt as possible while looking at the confused face of the boy currently peaking his head into your hotel room. Light from the hallway was now peaking into the room, washing over the few shadows left from spare luggage and souvenir bags people had left lying on the floor.
"What the fuck are you guys doing in here?" He furrowed his brows, laughing lightly at how put of breath everyone was. "We can hear you all the way across the wall. Wil sent me over here to get you to shut up. Managment was looking pretty upset when I was making my way over here too. Might be because I stole some candy from the reception desk earlier too though." He muttered the last bit quieter, covering it up poorly with a cough before looking back at you.
"Oh. Uh, sorry about that. Well, I died for a little bit, I think?" You scratched the back of your neck. Charlie nodded vigorously. A bit too vigorously to be discussing the topic of your supposed death if you were being honest.
"Yes. And from natural causes. Definitely not murder of any sorts! No, not at all! An all natural one. All natural death that is."
Tommy just tilted his head in Phil's direction, clearly not believing either of your very convincing tales.
"They were having a tickle fight over the legos you lot bought earlier." He ignored you and Charlie's whines to shut up as he talked to Tommy, who by now was laughing.
"A tickle fight?" He stepped forward and closed the door behind him, blue eyes shining with mischief as he grinned. "Without me? For shame you bastards."
"No. Tommy dont you dare, I know what you're thinking, mate. No no no I'm not about to let all of you just—and there you go. For christ's sake, Wil's going to kill me."
Phil backed away further on the bed, just nearly being missed as Tommy jumped onto Charlie and sent him sprawling, the two of them rolling around in a blur of colors in the hotel room while each tried to overpower the other.
You yourself were practically kneeling over with laughter, pumping a fist in the air while rooting for Tommy, only stopping at one point to pick up Charlie's glasses off the ground so they wouldn't get crushed in all the chaos.
It didn't last long, really, before Charlie let out a guttural cry and replicated what you had done earlier, falling limp as if he was now nothing but a corpse on a battlefield.
"And the winner is Tommathy Innit!!" You hollered cheerfully despite the groans of Phil to shut up, beaming at Tommy as he stood triumphantly, Charlie laying on the ground below spread out like a starfish. A very sweaty, very exhausted starfish. You imagined that you didn't look much different from him at the time though.
"Thank you, thank you! Really!" Tommy was now parading around the small confines of the room with his nose in the air. Doing what sounded like a very bad impression of a snooty car salesman as he went. "I'd like to thank my many wives, including Philza Minecraft's, and—oof!"
Everyone laughed as they watched Tommy shakily raise a fist from where he was now lying face first on the carpet, shooting a thumbs up to let you all know that he was okay from his sudden trip over a luggage bag.
"Graceful mate. Real graceful. Watch out for the suitcases next time though, Tommy."
"Fuck you lot." Was all he said before dissolving into laughter, most everyone following suit.
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imaginemcyt · 1 year
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what it's like being a part of cricket crew
synopsis: headcanons of what it's like being the seventh member of the cricket crew <3
tw: none!
you probably met everyone through aimsey. not sure why but this is how i see it going
they introduced you to all of her friends, and you quickly became part of their group
if you live far away, you guys spoke over discord a lot before you got to meet irl
if you live closer, you met irl very fast!!
either way, once you meet irl, the chaos truly begins...
you hang out with tommy a lot during vlogs and streams
you know that cute photo booth picture with aimsey and billzo hugging ranboo? yeah you're in there too, wedged right between bill and ran
speaking of photos, they all treat you as their personal photographer
but dw!! they take lots of pictures of you too!!
i swear half of ran's camera roll is just you, they're your personal hype man
you need an insta picture? that man is on it
your lock screen is a picture of you and aimsey
you have sleepovers with him a LOT
cooking stream with billzo. spoiler: it Doesn't go Well.
remember the vlog that freddie and bill did together? you're in it, too
you did the irl you laugh you lose with tommy, tubbo, ranboo and all of them
there's compilations on youtube of you being chaotic with them
going shopping with aimsey and freddie
you were definitely part of the halloween stream
if you stream, they're always either raiding you, donating to you, or they're in your chat hyping you up!!
doing drinking streams with bill if you're of age
you were deffo in the tommy and ranboo sleepover vlog
for your birthday they throw you a giant surprise party and it's so sweet omfg
they make you a cake (but they actually put effort into this one lmao), there's drinks and snacks and they all get you gifts (some of them are gag gifts and some of them have lots of meaning)
you probably stream it on your channel, and you all play games like just dance and twister
tubbo's cooking show was meant to be jack and phil vs. you and freddie but you got sick so freddie was stuck with bill
freddie hated you for that /nsrs
but bill was so much chaos and contributed almost zero so freddie was like "y/n if you're watching this i hate you" and you just giggled from your bed at home
tubbo gets you on the next episode though!
at some point, you definitely move in with them. either you move in with bill or you move in with ranboo and freddie, i can see it going either way
movie nights with everyone
y'all rotate who gets to pick the movie
throwing popcorn and snuggling up on the couch
overall just them being the best friends you could ever ask for <3
i wish they were my friends oml
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alastrrz · 2 months
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May I requesting a platonic Wilbur soot x readers headcanon where reader is his adopted daughter? 💗💗⚘️⚘️
this is sweet :,) sure thing!
。゚゚・。・゚゚。 ゚。 LITTLE SUNSHINE ; WILBUR
  ゚・。・゚
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genre; fluff/comfort
type; headcanons
read below!
It started when you were about twelve. You'd been alone since you were born; having no one of your own. Until this man named Wilbur decided to take you to be his own.
You'll admit, it took a long time for you to call him Dad. It was clear he was trying to make you comfortable, your room was decked out and you had everything a little girl could ever wish for.
A full sized bed all to yourself, a nice desk and computer, and tons of toys and stuffed animals.
The day you came home was definitely the most tense. "Hi, love!.. It's nice to meet you." He smiled, crouching down so he could be on your level. "Hi.."
You were very shy towards him for a long time. You were used to everyone leaving, but after some months, it was clear he wasn't going anywhere.
He would tell you stories of how he used to be in a band and go on tour, how he blew up a country (you're still confused about this one..), and how he has a lot of people that are his fans. He was really cool!
Eventually, you'd started calling him Dad. The first time you did, he could've cried. He knew you weren't the most comfortable being somewhere so unfamiliar with someone you don't really know, especially when that someone is now your caregiver.
One night while making dinner, he'd called you his little sunshine. This nickname stuck through thick and thin.
"Sunshine? Could you grab that for me please?"
He'd made it a note to sing you to sleep every now and again, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.."
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imaginesfreetotake · 10 months
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Imagine being in a Lovejoy music video
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character-dsmp-things · 7 months
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Hi love <33 Could u do like a (platonic) SBI x Reader where the reader's like a teenager, maybe a year younger than tommy? And they're really good with weapons, fighting and pvps? Take ur time on this or feel free to ignore this, have a great day, love. xx
AGH IVE BEEN ABSENT APOLOGIES
C!SBI and Young Fighter Reader
Platonic SBI!!
Techno
Takes to you like a good older brother.
“You know you’re better at this than Tommy. He’s gonna be really upset.”
“I’m gonna actually have to start trying. If you keep it up.”
“You’ve got the mind of a warrior, but do you have the heart.”
Would likely be nit picky about the little mistakes you make, just to give you something to work on. Overall he’d probably bring you out on hunting missions to help train you more for the outside world.
Tommy
The usual sibling rivalry he says he hates you but would fight for you.
“Why do you have to be better than me!”
“It’s not fair! Just because Technoblade likes you more doesn’t mean you’re a better fighter!”
Would likely tattle to Wilbur, or bring him into fights.
Asks for tips 24/7
Wilbur
Probably watches you and techno train.
“Be weary Techno! Y/n is getting pretty good they might just beat you out!”
You’ve probably had to help him out of more than one sticky situation.
“Geez you can handle a sword. Maybe you could teach Tommy a thing or two”
Philza
Feels inclined to protec
You remind him strongly of Techno,
“Nice shot kiddo. You did well.”
“I told you, that you could do it!”
Definitely gifts you nicely crafted swords as gifts.
Hope this is what you wanted!!
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if-you-feel-lonely · 1 year
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HII MARIN! :D can you write p!cc!jack w/ teen!reader who uses he/him? like a jschlatt/tommy relationship, where reader looks up to him? :))
I felt this request awake a dark demon in my bones ngl /pos. I'm so sorry it took so long, I ltr started writing this around Christmas Eve or Christmas day, then got really distracted by my family and cosplay-
I did headcanons since it wasn't specified but I'll happily reuse this idea in something else ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯
TW: swearing, mentions of LSD
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You two met through the dream SMP
You joined around the same time as Ranboo, and you were about a year younger than Tommy
He was very glad to no longer be the youngest on the server
One of the first people you met on the server was Jack, which was incredibly shocking to you
This guy you'd admired since you started out??? BEING FRIENDLY TO YOU??? NAH....
You sort of followed him around like a lost puppy, and he didn't seem to notice
Either that or he did and just didn't mind
You absolutely refuse to mention that you admired (and still kind of do) him
You would rather die than have him find that out
But if he does???
Jesus Christ he'll tease you about it
To be fair, he'll be so confused and a bit impressed with himself at first
Tommy probably told him without thinking about it. On stream.
😀
Me? Personally? I would not let that slide- /ref
"You know Y/n used to, like, really admire you?"
"Fuck off, no he didn't!"
"I think he still does 'n all. Mad, innit?"
This feels like I'm an american trying to write a British character when I'm just writing the way I speak I hate it here
You were pissed at Tommy, since you'll never live this down
But now that the public knew too?
So many compilations along the lines of "Y/n being Jack's little brother for _ minutes straight" has you blushing like mad
"Tommy, I actually fucking hate you."
"You are ENAMOURED with me, don't even lie."
Jack is so shocked and honoured that he's your inspiration and he's the reason you started streaming
Kicking his feet like a school girl sucking on LSD tabs like lollipops
He will never let it go. Ever
Millions of fans all around the world don't compare to the one he's friends with
If you ever jokingly insult him, he'll respond with "that's no way to speak to your idol" and every time he does it you die inside just a little bit
He mentions it at every given opportunity
If he misses a chance, you've met his evil twin
In all seriousness, though, he's so happy that you came this far with him as your inspiration
He inspired your career??? HE did that???
He's sort of in disbelief about it
It's so precious oh my god
He treats you like he treats his actual brother
He teases you sometimes, but it's light-hearted and all in good fun
Goes absolutely feral if you have people insulting you or those sorts of people in your chat (iykwim)
Convinced you to make him a mod in your stream
Usually your streams together are chaotic and loud, but there's the occasional relaxed stream where you just sit and talk and chill out
Chat loves it
In said stream, someone cries (/pos), someone nearly falls asleep and someone says the most emotional, touchy-feely shit known to man
It's very common for those streams to be clipped
Your friendship is adorable
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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years
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💜 Baes, Bandaids, and Beaches
[Gender Neutral]
[400+ words]
Description: You complain about the cut on your foot to your own personal boy-next-door bestie Ranboo.
[Read the rest under the cut]
"I cut my foot," You whine at Ranboo, who's currently sitting on the floor next to your bed, just laughing at you. "It's not funny, it hurts!"
"Oh poor baby-man, can't handle a small cut," Ranboo rolls his eyes but obligatorily puts their hand put. You set your foot in it with wiggling toes and he rolls his eyes again. He looks over the cut, which is admittedly not that ugly, and winces in sympathy when he spots the puffy red skin around it.
"Oh geez, you definitely need to bandage that. Do we even have any band-aids though?" Ranboo sets your foot back and you pull it towards yourself, falling back on your bed.
"We?" You smile, amused. "Since when did you live here?"
"Since your dads stopped asking where I came from when I came down for dinner," Ranboo says, fully deadpan. He stands up, stretching his egriously long limbs out before moving towards your bathroom. "So, do we?"
"I dunno, check the drawers I guess?" You scratch at the area around your foot, grimacing. You love living by the beach (and it's even better that it's just a walk away) but sometimes days like these happen and you trip on the wrong stone and have to suffer with the consequences of your own actions. Okay, maybe you're a tad dramatic right now but it doesn't really hurt!
"Find any, Bae?" You call out, turning on your stomach to look at your bathroom door.
"Call me Bae again and I won't give them to you!" He calls back, already walking out with a box of Disney princess band-aids in hand. He just sighs at your grinning face and passes them over.
"Thank you, Bae," You reach out and pat his cheek before he turns away.
His face sours comically, though you can see him holding back a smile. "Whatever, I'm gonna go ask your dad for some lemonade."
"Dad's out right now, ask Pa!" You shout but Ranboo doesn't react so you shrug and just assume he heard you. God, you hardly remember the days Ranboo wasn't living right next to you but sometimes it hits you that he's just involved with everything you do now.
You can hear Ranboo going up your stairs, 2 at a time like always, and grin. It's a lot but you enjoy it anyways. Now, if you can just convince him to let you crash his streams...
{《☆》}
[I was replaying Our Life (FREE TO PLAY SO GO PLAY ITS SO CUTE AND LOVELY) and I wanted to write about best friend neighbour's. Whether it's the romantic boy-next-door type or just friends, up to you.]
[Also I haven't posted real writing since like three days before my birthday which means it's been like two months. Uh oh. So take this small thing I wrote on the plane and I promise I'll have something longer in a few days. Peace, love you all. Take care of yourself, you matter!!!]
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streaming-yn · 1 year
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can wwe have some shy!streamer and dsmp streamer duo names pls?? :3
yes yes ofc :)!!
p! cc! multiple x shy! y/n
included: Tommy, tubbo, jack manifold, dream
nothing about the reader is specified except they're shy and a streamer, though it was written with minor!reader in mind lol
Tommy
u see fans were gonna go w pressure duo since the first time y'all interacted he carried every convo y'all ever had and you were just like "ah... um, yeah heh;;" so it was like, the pressure to try and make convo cause u felt guilty that he started and carried them all 😭✋
but then someone was like "y'all is that a bit too close to peer pressure duo??", it was split but eventually jitterduo got more popular so everyone switched to that :)
named jitterduo because you both got the jitters!! Tommy is just extroverted so it seems like he has the jitters and you're just super nervous/shy so you do have the jitters
pls ur duo name is cute </3 /pos
Tubbo
pickles duo
allow me to explain:
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every pickles duo artist has drawn that pic at least once btw, anyway
at first it was a joke then they were like yes yes so true and bam is was ur genuine duo name
the joke surfaced from one of your first interactions and how that energy lasted through the friendship
you left the voice channel with multiple of the dsmp members to chill in a different vc for a little because all that social stimulation at once was getting overwhelming for you
but you promised chat you'd rejoin after you recharged your social battery (most of them didn't push and were reminding you to take care of yourself first)
after a little bit tubbo realized you were gone, and he knew you were shy, it was basically common knowledge to anyone who has seen any of your content, and ngl he felt a little guilty so he left vc and joined yours!
he asked if you were alright and if you needed him to "tell them to shut their faces", you, of course, declined with a little laugh
alas it was rhetorical and he left your vc anyways 😕 you talked to chat before tubbo rejoined and told you it should be ok to rejoin the main vc without getting a headache now
your defender against Tommy /lh
is it purely bc it is just another reason to bicker? uh, maybe but we don't talk abt it 💀
jack manifold
buffer duo / buffering duo
look at me at tell me I'm wrong
there's a popular hc that c!jack is a cyborg type thing and he's just overall associated with robots
what do electronics (including most robots) do that causes them to pause for a while / stutter?
buffer
as in load
bc ur shy so u stumble over your words a lot and just stay quiet usually at first
aka u buffer
BAM duo name 😌💕
Dream
what if I told u it was end duo 😭
ok let me explain,, dream has defeated the ender dragon many times
he usually wins his manhunts
you're shy, and not very good at socializing
so what do you want to happen to pretty much every social interaction?
you want it to end
another duo name that was 100% satire, literally just a shitpost for laughs and then the fans ran w it 💀
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qsmplover · 2 months
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Hello! I adored the Headcanons you wrote about Q!Cellbit and the short fluffy one you did for quackity! Can you write a little hurt/confort for Reader x Q!Cellbit, for the time cucorucho killed him with the chainsaw?
Hi, loves!! So so sooo sorry for disapearing like that! I got enrolled into some errands and had to let it go of some of my dreams [Like starting an "Only art Tumblr", this tumblr and another one that was fully "others midias"] If you guys want to, I can retweet one of my drawings of my other account [when I got courage to post it] In a way or another, I'm back and ready to write to all of you!! So less go!! And also, thank you for the request and for liking my work!! <3
Q!Cellbit x Reader.
Plot: When everyone was thinking that he was weird and not supporting him enough... There was you. Genre: Fluffy/Comfort. Relationship: It can be read as Platonic or Romantic. TW: Has mentions of cannibalism and killing!
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Demon. That's what that thing was. A creature that was doing this in order to make him go insane, a creature that was doing this to keep him out of service… He hated it. He hated how it reminded him about those years. Yes… He remembers well how he got into that prison, how his sick and twisted mind worked, what he did to go to that prison… How ironic it was that this looked exactly like what he did to someone there.
He was running from Cucurucho, that thing was carrying its weapon - a chainsaw - and even after the “dream”, he swears he could still hear it. And, when he was “awake”, his first instinct was to scream. He got up from that bed in one second, with his hand at his heart and almost taking his sword to try to kill whatever brought him to this place… Until he noticed it: It was your place.
You came running at the door, opening with a kick and with a iron sword in hands, you screamed: “WHO THE FUCK IS MESSING WITH MA BOY??? SHOW UP-” Looking around with a brave expression… You noticed that there was no one except for Cellbit there. He seemed to calm down a bit, breathing in and out heavily while he let it out a chuckle. “You sure are my knight...” He joked while he pointed at how you were fully dressed with the iron armor. Until he noticed it... You could be in danger if Cucurucho was there with you two “It was… Just m- Wait- Where is he??? Where’s that bear?! CARALHO! CADÊ ESSE URSO BRANCO DO CARALHO!” You knew - from what the others brazilians taught you or because portuguese was your first language - that he said "Fuck! Where’s that fucking white bear?" “White bear?” You asked a bit confused “Are you talking about Cucurucho? What happened?” You got closer to Cellbit, touching his hand sweetly and looking into his eyes. “Tell me, what did you see?” “Ugh- I mean… It was some nights ago, he… Killed me with a chainsaw. Since then, I have been having nightmares about that… Bear and that stupid chainsaw.” You touched his face, he didn’t notice it at first but you were wiping his tears. “That- Stupid bear… The favela thought that I was ‘dreaming the whole time’, but I SWEAR! I swear I remember dying by his hands…” “Sh, sh, sh… Breath, darling.” You remind him “Now, look… I believe you. That bear didn’t sit right with me, y’know? Now I have a reason to not trust it.” Holding one of his hands while wiping his tears with another, you smiled a bit “Would you want a coffe and to hear some music? It may make you feel well… If you want to, you can sleep here too, I will protect you from that bear!” The words you said were too powerful to someone like Cellbit.
He was accustomed to be the one who was feared, not the one who was loved… He cheated, killed and eaten the ones who loved/trusted him… Only Felps was able to understand his twisted mind, only Felps knew about how and WHY he changed.
But now, looking at you, he sees another reason to change. He sees another reason to be a better person, you were so kind… So understanding, he held you tightly in a hug, you could hear his soft cries saying “Thank you” in portuguese. You smiled a bit, only hugged him back while letting him cry his heart out on your shoulder.
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Hello! I was wondering if you could do a Wilbur x Reader, where the reader lives in the US and decides to fly over to the UK and surprise Wilbur. Let’s say the reader maybe got ahold of Tommy and Ash to plan out a Vlog as a way to cover up the surprise meet up. So Wil, Tom and Ash go to the beach and around town recording and stuff, which is when the reader will just show up and be like ‘surprise!’
short but sweet. thanks for sending this in
tw/cursing
“y’know,” Tommy answers on the second ring, “Time zones are a real thing.”
You snort, “Hello to you too, Toms. Believe me, I know they are. It’s 9 here, which means-“
you pause for a second before it hits you. “oh fuck, Tommy. I’m so sorry, I didn’t-“
A laugh comes through the line, obviously tired, but he speaks anyways: “Nah, it’s fine. I was up anyways,” He lies. “What’s up?”
You hesitate, and Tommy knows you enough to push it out of you. “Seriously,” he insists, “I was up. What’s going on. Talk to me.”
you laugh, a hum. “You sound like Wil, now.”
“Taking that as a compliment,” He huffs, “What’s up?”
“So, follow me on this-“
“Following you.” Tommy promopts, making you laugh.
“I was thinking-I have this weekend off and I know y’all are going to the beach, i was thinking i could surprise him?”
“and you want my help?” he asks, sounds hesitant.
“Well, y-yeah?” you bite your fingernail as you wait, “if you aren’t busy, or don’t mind or anything, of course.”
Tommy comes to life now.
“Fuck yeah!” He’s sitting up in bed now, leaning over to his nightstand to grab his glasses and shove them on his face, grab a pen and paper. “You wanna meet us there? we could tell him we’re filming one of my Vlogs.”
You two stay up late, planning the small visit, Tommy promising to keep it quiet, get Wilbur onto the beach and distracted by whatever antics he can think of so he doesn’t see you coming.
for once, it’s not tommy that has a hard time keeping the secret; it’s you.
every phone call, every text, it hangs on the tip of your tongue, threatens to fall off and tattle on yourself with it.
and you think, for the most part, he doesn’t see it coming.
you planted the lie early, a late night meeting the night before when you’ll be flying, another meeting that you said was going to happen as you’re driving to the beach.
miss u. hope you’re having a good day. tommy’s taking us to the beach, if i die you can have my tomagotchi collection xx
you bite your lip and turn the music up to force yourself to not text him back.
when you pull in, you can see Tommy’s can parked in the corner, and you think if you squint enough you can see some figures in the distance that might be your boyfriend and his friends. you take some deep breaths and steady yourself, walking away from them, to the other corner of the beach where tommy plans on taking him next to film, and wait.
it kills you. you can hear them laughing, which brings a smile to your face but also gnaws at your stomach, the ache of missing out on it-
your phone buzzes again, but it’s Tommy’s number and all it says is: coming which borders on ominous, but you push down the text you want to send over it, and sit on the beach, waiting.
“Tommy,” Wilbur calls, “You absolute dick. If i find you, you’re taking a swim. i can’t believe-“
“Surprise?” it a question, not a statement, and not the big surprise you wanted it to be, but tommy goes rogue, as suspected, and a text from Ash warns you, quickly remakes plans.
“Darling?” he comes to a complete stop, eyebrows squished together and his hands play with the edge of his glasses as if he can’t believe it.
“Yeah!” you giggle, squirm in your spot, “Surprise!”
“no fuckin’ way,” he’s laughing, jogging to your side, “no fucking way. i can’t believe you-“
but he gets to you, and he lifts you up as your bellies press together, legs bent in the air and he kisses you on the lips again and again, as if he can’t believe it’s you.
“it’s me, Wil.” you laugh as he land a wet kiss to your cheek again, plays with the ends of your hair again, “I told you.”
“you tricked me,” he smiles, his hand on the side of your face as he leans your head up again, another kiss. “I can’t believe you tricked me. I’ll have to get you back.”
you giggle, “looking forward to it.”
his hand pushes hair away from your face and he leans down to kiss you again until you laugh and push him, as Tommy and friends crowd around, a mix of laughs and fake gagging over how cute you two are.
“look,” wilbur laughs, his figners still laced into yours, “look who’s here. who surprised me.”
“we know, Wilbur.” Tommy puffs his chat out, “we planned it, and i helped.”
wilbur leans down, kisses you a last time, his lips still against yours, “i’m glad you’re here,” he mumbles, “I have to go kill Toms, gimme a second.”
and you laugh as he pressed a final kiss before he takes off running in the sand towards tommy.
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krabs-quill · 2 years
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phantom gn!reader x royal!sbi? platonic of course.
the reader is an old friend of philza's since phantom's have a long life span, maybe they were a potions dealer and phil at the time was a hunter and potion dealers and hunters were known to be a great pair during that era so they kicked it off but split after that era was over and moved to other professions.
the sbi are running away after their kingdom turned against them, and phil led them to a forest to try and find reader? but when they arrive wilbur, or someone else of your choosing, freaks out cause they think phantom hybrids are dangerous and such.
but before he makes a move, reader folds their wings which means 'surrender' in phantom? fluff ensues :D hope this isn't too much. /gen
old phantom phriend - royal!sbi x phantom!reader
characters: royal!philza, royal!tommy, royal!techno, royal!wilbur
main characters pronouns:they/them
trigger warnings: fire, weapons, death threats, mention of cults, cursing, kinda politics but not really???
authors notes: this was like, surprisingly really fun to do? super neat concept, thank you for the request!!
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Phil had everything planned. His sons couldn't have been able to predict the oncoming rebellion, but Phil sure did. He took extra care in ordering only the most trusted servants and guards to keep Tommy, Wilbur and Techno as isolated in the castle as possible, because if they were to go outside in the public eye in the past 6 months, they'd have an arrow in their neck and crimson on the ground.
Only now do they finally see what's going on- rallies being led to the front drawbridge of the castle and a man standing on a wooden crate. He is slim and lanky. In one hand he held a pitchfork the height of two wine cellar barrels stacked up on each other, in the other he held a large wooden pole with the kingdom's flag slowly engulfing in embers. The crowd smells of sweat, ashes and faux justice.
 “People of this wretched kingdom!” the man on the wooden crate starts, raising the burning flag high over his head. The large ashes fall into the crowd as he continues. The man's words fall on deaf ears, however, as Phil orders his guards to alert the princes of their sudden urgent departure. 
“I can't believe I'm going to see you again- after 40 years and under these circumstances…”
Phil sighs tiredly, discarding his glistening crown on his pristine writing desk, ridding himself of the last piece of physical evidence of his reign. 
Knocks rattle through the large oak door of his bedroom, and a guard speaks with a gruff, urgent tone. 
“My King, the princes have been escorted out of the castle with their belongings. They are safe and waiting for you at the largest oak tree in the far east of the forest. I'll have to escort you now; and fast. Knights at the front lines have turned on us and they are lowering the drawbridge to the townspeople. Do you have all your personal belongings?”
Phil grabs two large leather bags, intricate designs dance across the straps of each one. After slinging them over his shoulder, he then turns to the wall closest to the large windows. 
Hung up on the wall is a longsword. A few scratches on it and a worn handle, but it was loved well and a bow with a sling of obsidian arrows to go with it. Both items have dust covering them as if it's been ages since they've been swung or plucked, Phils fingers quickly grabbing them and cutting through the dusty residue. He nods, following the guard out of his bedroom soon to be ransacked and burned to the ground; his crown placed on the desk surely to be taken by a squalid dictator.
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“PHIL! Phil, what the Fuck is goin on, man?! The whole fuckin towns swarming the castle!”
Tommy yells, his voice panicked and shrill. He stands up immediately from his spot on the lush grass. Taking a good look at him, he carries his own bag prepared by one of his servants before ushering them out of the castle's perimeter. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be equipped with self-defense precautions other than a large rock in his right hand- but Phil can't exactly see into his bag, so he only prays that the former servant packed at least a dagger or something. 
“Listen, I'll explain all that later but right now we need to leave, now. It's not safe here anymore, alright?”
Phil glances around to see his other two sons. 
Wilbur is seen standing a few feet away, a thousand yard stare as his left foot taps away with what anyone could only assume to be a mania of thoughts on his head. Heavy footsteps circle all three of them, as Techno has been orbiting the small clearance around the large tree. A close look at his stone cold expression makes it clear that he's watching for anyone who could possibly sneak up on the unprepared group. 
Wilbur snaps his head up at Phil, “Look at me- Phil. What are we going to do? Because by the look of things, I just happened to notice the rallies of townsfolk with pitchforks and I don't think they seem too happy.” Wilbur babbled. 
Techno quickly introjects, voicing his own concerns.
“Listen, how much did you plan for this kinda thing, exactly? Maybe you didn't notice-” he stops pacing, turning to look at the castle in the distance as one of the corner towers erupt into flames from the inside, “-the castles uninhabitable for us anymore, and we're runnin from an entire KINGDOM. So unless you've got some secret life saving plan, now's the time to tell us. Otherwise, I don't see any way we'll be gettin’ out of this.”
All of them are looking at Phil, waiting for an answer to each of their questions. He sighs, pulling out his old longsword from its sheath. 
“Techno, take this. So, we absolutely can't go back. I've got a plan, we're going to visit an old friend of mine. And we have to go NOW.”
Phil disclosed, setting off into the woods immediately after. Techno takes the sword hesitantly but wields it like an old friend as he follows directly beside Phil. Tommy sputters concern and shock, but it falls on dead ears. Wilbur is the last to move, standing there looking at where his father once stood with wide, squirrely eyes. He flinches when Tommy calls him to catch up. The boys follow Phil into the thick, suffocating woods.
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Each bird that rustles the trees or deer that steps on the dry grass makes the entire group stop each time it happens. Phil has his bow and arrow up and ready, pointed towards the ground as he walks with a cautious eye. 
Techno holds the blade of his sword across his body, ready in case an unruly visitor decides to make an unforeseen appearance. 
Tommy clutches his rock, though it won't do much compared to a sword and bow but perhaps the sweat from his hands would make its way onto the rock to scare away the opponent. 
Wilbur, unlike Tommy, has actually checked his bag prepared by his old servant and finds a decently sized dagger to wield. Not as good as a sword but DEFINITELY better than a sweaty rock. Despite this though, Wilbur seems to be the one most on edge. To no surprise, Wilbur used to be the brother who went the least outdoors. This meant the spontaneous castle lockdown impacted him the least, but the sudden turn of events spawned an intense feeling of shock and confusion at every little thing he failed to be instantly familiar with. This feeling only heightens at an alarming rate as the group arrives at a strange treehouse.
Knock, knock, knock
Phil knocks on the tree three times. A few dead silent seconds pass before odd sounds seem to emit from…inside the tree?
Like clockwork, a long staircase folds out from inside the tree step by step. Techno, Wilbur and Tommy flinch back, a contrast to phils calm and almost excited face. 
Footsteps gradually make their way down the steps, and the more Wilbur sees the more alert he becomes.
Sure, he had never been one for going outside much if at all, but with the castle's grand library to keep him busy, he had learned a few things. A few things about those white markings on blue tinted skin. About those lime green eyes and slim, scaly tail. About those large intimidating wings that could circle prey for hours, and those razor sharp teeth that can bite chunks out of a human's shoulder and soar away in an instant to circle back and make sure they go for the neck next time. 
“Phil? Oh my gosh, phil?! It's been YEARS, man! What're you doing here again- came to pay me a visit, ay?” Y/n jested as they went in for a friendly hug, however instead of Phil they felt he was replaced with a sharp dagger pointed at their throat.
“Hey, hey, hey! Calm down there, pal-” Y/n put their hands up in defense, Wilbur cautiously holding his weapon to their throat.
“Right, I’m telling you now to stay away from Phil- don’t fucking touch Phil you feral monst-” he brings himself to a full stop as he hears a loud swish of the air. He looks from Y/n's wide eyes, to their wings, folded and pressed into their back, at their face, and at their wings again before hesitantly withdrawing his dagger and shuffling back a bit.
Folded wings mean no harm.
If there was anything he remembered at that very moment from the various books he's read, it was that. Y/n's face was alarmed and a bit shocked, sure, but their face seemed to match up with their wings and their intentions were clear; they meant no harm. He fully settled down, giving them more room to move as they slowly put their hands down and relaxed. 
“I'm an old friend. I don't wanna hurt anyone, I promise. You won't see me trying to get damage on anyone here, swear to it.”
Y/n says, still trying to be tentative of their tone. While Y/n seems to be much more forgiving of the sudden out of pocket threats, Phil on the other hand was furious. A hard smack in the back of Wilburs head seemed to get the message through.
“What the hell was that, Wil?!”
Phil scolds Wilbur, with no remorse even after Wilbur hisses and rubs the back of his head in pain. Techno and Tommy burst out laughing, easing up the tension.
“Bruhh, I'm gonna be honest Wilbur, it doesn't seem like you really thought that one through.” Techno chimes in, a taunting grin on his face.
“Man, if I were you Wilbur, I'd be so, SO embarrassed if I were you, but luckily, y’know, I’m me. Me and NOT you, Wilbur.” Tommy boasted with a shiteating smile. 
“Anyway, enough with the smalltalk. What're you doing here, Phil? Haven't seen you in what, 40 years? Shouldn't you be ruling that kingdom I've been hearing about? Also, who are these guys? Never seen them before.”
Y/n gestured towards the three younger boys as they spoke, nodding their head towards the trio. Phil gruffly sighs, remembering the months of resistance against his reign. Y/n notices his sudden change of emotions and intently listens. 
“The kingdom got tired of us. There was lots of gossip about some man who started this huge cult following- something about him being a god or something pretty much. He got so popular that his cult eventually took over the entire kingdom. That's when he convinced all the citizens that he should be king and that we were ‘imposters sent by Lucifer himself’ or something. He overtook the castle, and that's when we all had to sneak away. These three are my sons, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy.”
Techno nods at Y/n with a brief hello, Wilbur hums to show his presence, and Tommy gives a boisterous “hello there!”
Y/n stands there with a dumbfounded expression before responding. 
“Well first off, hello boys, lovely to meet you. Secondly-” they take a deep breath before continuing, “-WHAT?! They just- ambushed you? Just like that? Man, I mean if the people in that kingdom were THAT easy to persuade into some cult, I don’t think you'd wanna rule there anyway.” 
Smalltalk continues between Y/n and Phil, they offer them all a place to stay for as long as they need. Phil expresses his gratitude to Y/n, but there seems to be another conversation going on. 
“Well go on, Tommy! You ask!”
“WHAT?! No, no, no, if you're so curious about it then why don't YOU ask?!”
“I've gotta agree with Wilbur on this one, Tommy. I mean, if we're gonna be livin’ here then you've gotta start pullin’ your weight, you relied on the serfs too much anyway.”
The huddle breaks as the trio stands up straight. Wilbur speaks up, seeming to act like his normal self again.
“Now, excuse me, Mx. Y/n? Tommy has a bit of a question he'd like to ask you, if you would be so kind.”
Wilbur declares, nudging Tommy forward to urge him to speak. Tommy jerks the side of his back away from Wilbur in annoyance. If you try hard enough, you can hear him angrily mutter “bunch of fuckin wrong ‘uns…” under his breath. Tommy turns to Y/n and Phil, clearing his throat before speaking.
“How do you know Phil?"
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“Wow, way to make that question really captivatin’, Tommy. Way to go.”
“SERIOUSLY Techno shut the FUCK UP!”
Y/n lets out a snort before answering the question. 
“Ahh, Phil here and I used to be partners waaay back. I was his potion dealer and he was a hunter back when that whole pair was popular- not even sure if you guys were alive for that era. We were real close for a good while before that whole thing died out and we went off to do different things. I've got my own thing and by the looks of it Phil does too. But man, you kept the bow and sword? Those ancient things?”
Y/n nods at the sword that Techno is still holding, though he sheathes it back into its holder now that he feels unthreatened. Y/n reaches up, stretching their back and flaring their wings out to stretch as well before relaxing. 
“Oh, here, come inside! I've got a good amount of extra rooms, so make yourselves at home. Something tells me you'll be here for a while.”
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