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technowoah · 3 years

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Another Quick Wilbur Headcanon That I Dream About.

You met Wilbur when he recorded the Your City Gave Me Asthma video.

Based on this comment ⬇️

You were currently walking home from a night out by yourself. It was a cold night alone even though the streets were once filled with people giving warmth. Now no one else was walking on the same street except for the occasional old man staring at you and a car zooming by.

The street lights made London look creepier than it usually was at night, but it had some sort of beauty to it. As you neared a crosswalk you overheard a guitar playing in the distance. It added another level of uneasiness to you, but you couldn't help yourself from walking closer to hear the guitar playing, more clearly. It was hypnotic, but aggressive at the same time.

As you got closer you found yourself at on the same side of the street with a brightly lit bridge. You could hear the guitar more clear now and could hear some singing going with it. The singing was slightly drowned out by the guitar and the echo it it brought, but you kept walking to hear or see the person who was making those sounds.

As you got to the entrance, or beginning of the bridge you saw a man sitting criss-cross on the floor of said bridge strumming a guitar infront of a tripod with a camera sitting ontop of it. You didn't want to be in his shot so you stood off to the side hoping that he would be done so that you could commend him on his musical skills.

His back was towards you so he didn't notice your presence.

The more you stood there at the end of the bridge being his only audience member, the more you felt like a creep hearing the man sing.

The song he was strumming was beautiful, the chords he strummed was a haunting contrast to his pained voice. If you left now you would probably be thinking about who this musician was trying to find any sort of music from him. The funny thing is that you never showed interest to this type of music until now.

"Cause the walls dont fucking love you." The man sung and you found your heart aching and your body swaying to the guitar. You closed your eyes for a moment relishing in the guitar solo he had but in.

"Fuck! I fucked it! Dammit!" You were in a trance until he had suddenly stopped playing and hung his head low.

You decided it was a good time to walk up to the mystery man and try to pick up his spirits atleast without trying to be a creep. I mean you already were, but you already made up your mind.

"Hey." You started walking up beside him. He turned his head and you finally saw his, very handsome, face. His hair fell over his forehead in a messy way and his eyes were threatening to spill out tears. "I thought that was beautiful especially the second song."

You stood next to him awkwardly as he took in your approach. He then shook his head and laughed.

"Yeah I hate all of these songs, but these help me cope." He said gesturing to the camera and guitar on his lap.

"At least you have a coping system." You smiled at him.

He smiled up at you and reached his hand up for you to shake.

"My name's Wilbur."

"I'm Y/N." You grabbed his hand and shook it firmly. His hands were rough but warm.

"Oh! Im sorry for being a creep!" You quickly apologized. "And for ruining your shot." You pointed at the camera.

He stood up at his full height, which was astonishly taller than you and turned off his camera.

"Dont worry. I already had a good take, this was just for a back up just in case I didn't like the first one." He picked up the tripod and camera and turned to you.

"Thanks for being my first live audience member." He airly chuckled and so did you.

"Of course. It was beautiful." You answered and started walking the way off the bridge.

You two walked in silence until you both reached the end of the bridge and noticed that you two were going seperate ways. You both turned around to say one last goodbye and you thought all hope was lost and that all you had was his name.

"Hey! Are you alone?" Wilbur called out.

"Yeah I walked here alone. Why?"

"You shouldn't be here walking alone at night, especially in this area. Or in any area." He walked up to you. "I'll walk you home."

"Thats the opposite of where you were walking!" You complained as you two walked side by side.

"I'll Uber back home, dont worry." He waved it off as you two walked home in silence.

A question was on the tip of your tounge the whole walk home. You couldn't bring yourself to ask Wilbur to see eachother again, but when he dropped you off at your doorstep and you refused to go inside until his Uber got here, you finally found the courage to speak up.

You two were currently sitting on the curb of the sidewalk when you finally asked the question.

"Wilbur?"

"Yeah?"

"Would you want to see eachother again. I mean- I would love to go out for lunch." You found the words as you went on and he nodded at you.

"I would love to. Because me almost crying while singing a song on a bridge is not the first impression I would like." He smiled and you matched his smile. "Here, but my number in your phone!" He offered and you accepted his offer.

You ended the night with a quick "goodbye" and "thank you" when Wilbur's Uber finally came and he drove away. You were finally inside your house and you took a shower and got under the covers in your bed. The last thing you see before you go to bed for the night is a quick text from Wilbur.

WILBUR (from the bridge)

The song is called Jubilee Line btw

[Read]

I cant wait till we see eachother again. What about Saturday?

[Read]

YOU

Thats perfect Wilbur

[Sent]

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technowoah · 3 years

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The Happy Man

Who can make the sad days into happy days? Ranboo- I mean.. "The Happy Man" can!

Ranboo takes it unto himself to make your day brighter

- RANBOO X GEN! NEUTRAL READER PLATONIC!

- "ANON" REQUESTED! 🤭

Prompts!

3) "hold me" "what?" "You heard me."

11) "Forget about them. They aren't worth your time, but you know who is? Me."

⚠︎ slight swearing, angst to fluff, and Ranboo being a great friend. It's not proofread either

Hope you enjoy! Love! X

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"My car is nearby! I didnt park far away this time."

You and Ranboo decided to hang out for the day. This entailed going to a fast food place to sit down and eat and then supermarket for no reason, just to mess around. Ranboo mom ended up calling him and told him to get groceries for the house. You two ended up exiting the supermarket with bags fill of groceries.

Ranboo decided to hang out instead of stream today which was weird. He had absolutely nothing to do today and he chose to hang out. I mean he had to have a life outside of Twitch, and you weren't complaining you wanted to spend time with your best friend.

"Yeah, thanks for that I didn't want to walk to the last parking spot in the whole area." You joked around with him lifting up the grocery bags for emphasis.

You both finallt made it to his car and put all the bags in tbe trunk of his car. You sighed as he unlocked hie car and you both got inside of it. Your head lulled back onto the headrest as you stared up at the car's roof staying silent.

"Whats wrong?" Ranboo turned to you as he turned on the radio. He tried leaning over to get a good look of your face, but you turned away from him.

"Nothing! It's all good!" You lied as you waved him off.

"Mhm. Fine, but just so you know I dont believe you." Ranboo said smartly while putting the car in reverse to back out of the parking space.

You looked out of the window as Ranboo continued to drive. Today wasn't your day. Neither was yesterday, it's all been shit for you. You couldn't explain it, your heart felt heavy all of the time and you couldn't stop worrying about the future. You knew you had big things coming up this week and even though that day wasnt here, you couldn't stop worrying about it.

You also felt guilty for your emotions being heightened all of a sudden you felt overly sensitive to everything eventhough people tell you that you arent being sensitive. Something always nagged you in the back of your mind told you that "they were lying to appease you and not make you feel worse."

You kind of felt lost. In a personal limbo of your own. Not quite finding where you are supposed to be right now and those thoughts left you up at night wondering what you're supposed to be doing to help this Earth.

Telling yourself you were overreacting you pushed those feelings away and just summed your feelings up as "I'm feeling like shit."

"Hey y/n!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"Yeah?!" His yelling startled you out of your thoughts and turned your head to face Ranboo who was sat at a red light.

"You're crying." Ranboo stated.

You were, your eyes were tearing up, but at the confrontation you felt a tear run down your cheek.

"Yeah I am." You tried to laugh, blinking more rapidly you tried to stop your tears but they kept coming.

Ranboo focused his attention on the road as the light turned green.

"Whats wrong y/n tell me." Ranboo said somberly.

"It's no big deal I just feel like shit." You shrugged while sniffing.

Your tears finally stopped. Ranboo gave you one last look before turning onto his street heading towards his house. He pulled into the driveway and parked the car.

"My parents aren't home yet so we could do whatever." Ranboo shrugged whole getting out of the car and you followed him. You both grabbed the bags out of the trunk and headed towards the door.

"We can play hide and seek like old times! Or we can just sit and play a Mario game. Who knows what this night entails for us!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"Why are you so cheerful all of a sudden?" You asked amused.

"Y/n, Ive always been like this." He replied.

"You've been neutral all day." You smiled slightly.

"Normal is overrated, lets go." Ranboo unlocked the house door as you two rushed into the kitchen to put down the bags of food.

You opened the fridge to start putting the cold items into the fridge before Ranboo tried to close the fridge door. You were pulling the door while he was trying to push the door shut.

"What are you doing?" You said getting slightly annoyed eventhough his actions meant no harm by it.

He successfully closed the fridge door and stood infront of you. He looked down on you as he bagan to speak. "Its fine! I'll put the groceries up while you pick a game in the living room." Ranboo started pushing you towards the living room ignoring your protests against it.

"Cant I just help?" You sighed turning back to him.

"Go sit! Its fine! Relax!" Ranboo waved you off while putting up the groceries.

You plopped yourself down on the loveseat infront of the TV and decided not to play a game, but go onto Netflix and put one of John Mulaney's The Comeback Kid comedy special on. These specials always seemed to help when you are in a bit of a "funk" even though you know all of the jokes in each special, but they always delighted you for the time being.

The special started to play as you curled up on the loveseat sofa and laid your head on the armrest looking at the TV.

"Good choice of content!" You heard Ranboo yell as he entered the living room and sat on the couch not that far away from you. He laid out on the couch and silently watched the special with you laughing at some of the jokes considering you both have watched The Comeback Kid multiple times.

Halfway through the show Ranboo's parents weren't home and you could feel yourself growing tired. Maybe it was all the stress around you right now.

"You wanna talk about it now?" Ranboo asked cautiously.

You paused before sighing and telling Ranboo everything. "I just feel overwhelmed. I mean, I'm emotional, too emotional and I hate it. A big thing is coming up soon and I am worried sick about it. I cant stop thinking about it. I dont even know what I'm supposed to be doing here, on this Earth. Worrying about the future isnt the reason I'm here. My mind is just a mess and-"

"And its okay! Your feelings are valid and right now I cant change how you feel, but I can try. The only thing I can do is try and make you happy, but that doesn't make the issues go away. I mean putting on John Mulaney is a start. I just want to be helpful to my friend." Ranboo interrupted you as you started tearing up at your friend's confession.

"Thank you Ranboo." You smiled.

"Of course! That's what friends do. I wish I coukd enter your mind like a little bug and change everything in there." Ranboo laughed.

"You didn't have to phrase it like that! I understand though, but I wouldn't change my mind. What if I forget you."

"You wouldn't! Ill make sure to keep myself in your mind for good." Ranboo said before sitting up on the couch with his arms out.

"C'mon!" Ranboo continues to hold his arms open towards you. You continued to give him a confused look until he spoke again.

"Hold me."

"What?"

"You heard me." Ranboo said bluntly.

You walked over to the could Ranboo was sitting on and wrapped your arms around him and he did the same. You two stayed like that for a while before it got a little awkward so Ranboo laid back and brought you down with him so your head was lying in his armpit area.

Ranboo was right, he couldn't make the issues go away, but he could at least distract you for a while and thats why you let it happen. Its easier to let a distraction come instead of staying inside of your mind, which was a horrible and beautiful place to be in. You were super grateful to have Ranboo as a friend, and you hoped he knew you would do the same for him.

"Remember when we dressed up like Team Rocket that Halloween?" Ranboo asked with a smile on his face.

"Oh! That was so bad." You smiled while the TV still played.

"No it wasn't! We looker great!"

"Except for those wigs! We got them from a horrible costume shop."

"Ew yeah everything except the wigs." Ranboo said disturbed of the memory.

The room fell silent except for the sounds of John Mulaney in the background. It was a comforting silence. You felt yourself drifting off into sleep as Ranboo changed to another special on Netflix.

"Ranboo, you wanna play Mario Kart later?" You asked.

"Later why not now?! My mom's probably gonna want to hog the TV when she gets home."

"No she wouldn't. We'll be fine I just wanna sleep." You responded with your eyes closed. "Sleep the sadness away." You tried joking, but to Ranboo it came out worse than intended.

"Well if you dont mind me asking. What's on your mind right now?" Ranboo cautiously asked again.

"The people in my life and how they think of me. How they perceive me, and if I need to be better." You said sighing trying to keep the tears from flowing onto Ranboo's shirt.

Ranboo started. "Forget about them. They aren't worth your time, but you know who is? Me."

"So true Ranboo."

"Hey that rhymed! But just focus on me cause Im the Happy Man!" Ranboo exclaimed.

"The wha-"

Ranboo cut you off. "The Happy Man! I can turn sad days into happy bright days in an instant. I get a lot of recognition, Im surprised you haven't heard of me."

"I mean Ranboo you help me be happier." You chuckled while speaking.

"No, no, no, I dont know who Ranboo is I'm the Happy Man."

"Ranboo I just called you "Ranboo" a few minutes ago." You deadpaned.

"Still dont know who you're talking about." Ranboo still acted oblivious.

"Alright then. Thanks the Happy Man." You smiled as you closed your eyes again.

"Of course y/n." Ranboo squeezed your shoulder in a comforting way.

"My check will be in the mail for my services."

"Let me sleep Happy Man."

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technowoah · 3 years

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Be Okay

Dream won't drink water and it gets out of hand

- Dream x gen! Neutral reader

- Anon requested!

Prompts!

4) "I never fucking wanted this/that!"

5) "Please stop talking for one damn second!"

11) "It's not important apparently"

⚠︎ angst to fluff, swearing, angery dream. This is kinda a blurb instead- not proofread

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You thought about knocking on the door softly to alert Clay of your presence but then immediately thought against it. You didnt even want to go in there and interrupt him and his editing process because he told you strictly not to interrupt him because he was focused and he didn't want to lose his focus.

Clay was a hard worker, and everyone knew that. You admired that about him, you admired his dedication to his fans and his work, but you were worried about him right now. He hasn't came out of his room in about an hour and a half. Clay hasn't eaten all day, and hasnt taken care of himself.

You came over his house earlier that day to see him still in his bed. You laid in bed with him, which he accepted your hugs and cuddles, but when you asked what was wrong he never answered or just brushed oft the question.

Now Clay was stuck at his computer and the first time you tried to give him some water he brushed you off saying. "Dont bother me right now, I'm trying to stay focused." At the time that hurt you, and it still does so you didn't enter his room until now.

You stood at his door with some water and some pizza rolls. You were nervous of how he would react, but he needed to take a break. You wanted him to relax and not stare at the bright computer all day. His eyes were probably strained and he wasnt taking care of his body.

You gained the courage to knock on the door infront of you first time softly and then the next a little bit harder. Both times there was no response, so you decided to go inside of his room. The only light in the room was coming from the daylight outside from the open windows. At least he was getting a good breeze. Clay didnt even spare you a glance and continued typing and clicking on the computer.

"Clay." You said cautiously.

"Yeah?" He responded bluntly. You didn't want to already be annoyed by his attitude.

"I made some pizza rolls and got you a bottle of water. You need to eat."

Clay scoffed. "No I don't, Im fine. Im breathing."

"I need you to eat though!" You placed the food and water near his keyboard and crossed your arms.

"I. Dont. Need. To. Let me work." Clay said facing you for a minute and then went back to his work.

"I have been letting you work for the past half and hour! Can you take a break? I know Im being annoying, but you need to take care of yourself."

Clay looked at the food near his computer and took the bowl and held it out for you to take from him, but you didn't take the bowl put of his hand.

"Can you just take this shit away." He said grumbling.

"There's no need to swear, why can't you just take a break and eat? Its not gonna hurt your process."

"The reason I want you to take this is because I'm not starving! Im actually getting interrupted by you forcing me to eat!" Clay started yelling.

"I never fucking wanted this!" He said gesturing to the bowl of now cold pizza rolls in his hand.

"I only want you to fucking eat! That's it! Is that too much to ask?!" You yelled as he shut you out again. He returned editing his video and let out frustrated groans because he messed up a clip and had to redo it.

"It's not that important apparently." You rolled your eyes. It was petty of you, you could've just left it at that and talked about it later.

Clay banged the table with his fists. "Please stop talking for one damn second!" He yelled more violently this time, you could bet the neighbors heard him.

You weren't going to let tears fall. You weren't going to show Clay that you were weak, so you stormed out of his room and slammed the door behind you hoping he heard that loud and clear. You threw yourself onto tbe couch and sobbed into your hands, you then grabbed a throw pillow and cried into that trying to muffle your frustration. Staying like that until you calmed down you traveled to the kitchen to grab a bag of chips and went back to the couch to put on some mindless TV shows to distract you from the chaos that happened before.

Halfway into your tv show you heard someone coming down the hallway, but you didn't bother looking towards them to greet them.

"Hey y/n!" You turned around to the different voice who spoke and saw that it was Nick who spoke to you who was now walking to sit by you. To be honest you forgot that Nick was even in the house when you went to speak to Clay.

"I heard some yelling in the other room and I wanted to know what was going on are you okay?" Nick asked while sitting next to you.

Damn, you felt bad that your quick fight had turned into yelling and Nick overheard.

"Yeah, Im fine. I cried into your throw pillows, but me a Clay had a huge fight about him overworking himself." You said tapping the throw pillow on your lap. "Long story short he's probably still mad and now I feel like shit, I might go home. Also I'm sorry you heard that!" You rushed.

"No, it's okay. I really wanted to know if you were okay. I heard you crying too, but I didn't want to intrude." Nick said while putting a hand on your shoulder. "Do you want me to drive you back?"

"You dont have to Nick! But its appreciated."

"Do you want me to tell Drea- Clay?" He asked awaiting your answer.

You paused before answering Nick. "I'll- I'll go tell him." You said confidently.

"Positive?"

"Positive." You stood up and walked towards Clay's room for the third time today.

"I'll be ready when you're done!" Nick yelled down the hallway.

You were at the same place you were a few minutes ago. This time you didn't hesitate to open the door and face Clay again. Your heartbeat quickened, because of the fact that you didnt know what would come out od Clay's mouth this time. It was nerve-wracking, but you had to face him wether it was today, tomorrow, or the next day.

You didn't bother knocking and just entered the room. He was still in the same chair facing away from you but this time he wasn't looking at his computer, his head was resting in his hands while his his video edits weren't on the screen anymore.

"Clay." You started and he turned around facing you.

"Y/n! Im so sorry." Clay spoke, you were about to speak but he interrupted you. "Please, I'm a dumbass, im sorry I yelled at you. I know you were just trying to help. Forgive me?"

Clay stood up walking towards you, you didn't walk away you just stared at him for a while before speaking.

"Clay I understand and I forgive you. It really pained me to hear that, that's the first time I heard that anger from you except for when you play in Minecraft." You chuckled and he smiled. "Just take care of yourself."

You walked towards him and brung him into a hug which he reciprocated. You two stayed like that for a while until you spoke again.

"I dont want this to happen again. We'll work around it like we always do."

"That sounds like a plan. I dont want it to happen either, I didn't like that." Clay chuckled.

"Im sorry I made you cry." Clay spoke again.

"You heard me cry?!"

"Yeah from the living room."

"Damn I didn't know I cried that loud." You laughed into his chest.

You and Clay finally let go of eachother and he went to go officially turn off his computer for the night and came back to you. He grabbed your hand and you both walked out of his room closing the door and walking to the living room.

"Im taking you're not going home?" Nick said from the couch as you both joined him sitting on it.

"Not now atleast. We made it work." You said as you leaned against Clay's shoulder.

"Good!" Nick said while switching the TV to something else.

Clay wapped his arm around your shoulders and kissed you on the cheek. You finally got him back.

"Those pizza rolls were cold."

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technowoah · 3 years

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Best of girlfriends and best of women

A Wilbur Soot blurb/imagine

⚠︎ Hamilton refrences, female pronouns, mentions of stress, badly wrote kissing scene(?), 2 swear words

Ill try and put more gender nuteral pronouns next one! This was longer than I thought-

Sorry if this dosen't make any sense btw. I didn't proofread either

Also request are open!!

"Wilbur? William?" She called throughout the tiny Brighton flat.

Her bate feet padded across the dark hardwood, polished floor that was just cleaned this morning. The day was filled with Spring cleaning that was a routine they had made when she had moved in with Wilbur.

After that the two had both separated doing their own things for the day. Wilbur taking the rest if the day writing material for his new songs and neglecting all of her advancements to get him to rest.

She had walked into the dimly lit room so see Wilbur hunched over his desk with a guitar on another chair next to him. The light illuminated his concentrated face his glasses falling off of his face. The crickets outside chriped as his window let in a cool night breeze making his room a calm atmosphere.

Later on she had made a plate of food for him and forced that plate of food on his desk infront of him when he claimed that he wasn't hungry and tried to push it away. Wilbur was stubborn when it came to his work and writing lyrics. He thinks that one wrong move can mess up his train of thought.

He was grateful of the gesture dont get him wrong

He claimed he wasnt hungry at the moment, but when she came back his plate looked like it came straight out of the dishwasher.

They loved spending time together, but they needed time separated too. With both of their jobs and different interests they enjoy times where they did their own thing.

The two especially enjoyed when the other would check up on them. Its the feeling of someone thinking about you enough to bring you food, or give encouragement, or just bless them with their presence for the small moment. It was calming to both of them, you can use that word to describe how their household feels like. It feels like home when you are actually miles away from your actual home.

Knowing that someone was thinking of you feels amazing. Wilbur felt that way right now was he felt the presence of his lover underneath his doorframe. The door let a brighter light halfway into the room, a much needed light at the moment seeing that he was straining his eyes staring at both his notebook and computer in the dark.

The floor creaked as she made her way over to him and from behind him loosely wrapped her arms around him. Wilbur leaned into her touch leaning his head into her chest. He sighed as he closed his eyes feeling a lot less stressed, letting his mind focus on her touch in the dark cool room.

"Wilbur come back to sleep." She sung quietly trying to get him to catch her hint.

"I have a early meeting out of town." Wilbur sung with a small smile on his face.

"It's still dark outside."

"I know, I just need to write something down. Literally actually."

They both airly chuckled.

"Why do you write like you're running out of time?"

"Because I am." Wilbur said bluntly.

A blanket of quietness fell over them, the two replaying what he said over in their head. She felt her heart grow heavy at what he had said.

"You arent." She reassured.

"I am. Aren't we all?"

"Wilbur its late and you're in your writing mindset."

"No." Wilbur said.

She knew he wanted to say something else because the "No" was drawn out, and unsure. It was a shame that he thought that way. Yes she wants him to write a lot, a thing that he loves to do. She wants her lover to do whatever the fuck he wants in the time they have, but they have time.

"You're 24 years old Will, you have enough time. Fuck, you have time! We have time."

"Time goes by so fast love." Wilbur said back in a somber voice.

"So lets slow time down." She said to him.

He turned around in the chair finally facing her looking in her eyes. Wilbur's eyes were tired, slightly bloodshot, and teary. He brought her into a hug with him burying his face into her stomach and wrapping his arms around her. She pressed a kiss to his forehead before resting her head on his. He made sure he was as close as possible to his love making sure he felt all of the warmth her body gave him in the cool room.

It was a contrast he loved, he made sure that the window was open in their bedroom so the warmth of the duvet covers and her body made a comfortable contrast. It was something he looked foward too, it was something his wanted, and it slowed time down.

Wilbur lifted his head looking into her eyes before puckering his lips to signal that he wanted, needed, a kiss from her. She obliged and kissed him, loosing themselves in that long kiss they shared. Melding their lips together and sharing pecks in between before finally pulling apart.

"Best of girlfriends and best of women."

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technowoah · 3 years

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Cant Handle This

Quackity's facade keeps breaking, and he tries to keep the pieces together. You're the only one who can make him show his true self

- Quackity x gen neutral reader

- this is a long one yall.

Now playing...

Can't Handle This (Kanye Rant)

Bo Burnham

0:01 ─●──────── 3:29

⚠︎ swearing, angst, mentions of mcyttwt, based on the song above, and ofc its not proofread

Part of my Inside Special!

Quackity sat in his chair currently streaming right now, he seemed like he was having a good time from your spot on his bed. You were currently laying on his bed after he invited you here to relax.

You two had laid in his bed just enjoying eachothers company until he got a call from Tommy saying he was ready for the lore stream which sent Alex into a frenzy. Alex sent out a quick "Im sorry" about the lateness of his stream and then quickly set everything up.

He then started to stream which left you alone on the the bed to your own devices. You were scrolling through Twitter looking at Alex's fans talk about what's happening on the stream and posting screenshots of his character and himself.

You admired him from afar as he ended the lore part of his stream, he took time to type on his phone to text you that he decided to stream longer to talk to his fans. He looked to you and you have him a nod with a smile and he gave one back.

"Hey guys! That's the end of the lore!" He exclaimed to his chat as he types at his computer setting a new background.

You continued to listen to him praise his chat for supporting him and making him be able to make those types of streams. You were always proud of Alex no matter what he did, you were always his number one supporter no matter what happened in reality or on the internet.

"So anyways! I wanted to talk to you guys! How are you all?" He smiled at his camera looking back and forth from his chat.

◇T0mm71nn1t: THE STREAM WAS SO GOOD QUACKITY

"Oh thank you! Im glad I could share this with you. It takes so much to put into these movite type streams, so I know now it is all worth it."

Quackity's pov. . .

He felt so overwhelmed, he shouldn't have began to stream again. The stress of putting everything together, plus being late to the stream made him rush into it more. He just wanted to lay back down with his lover who was enjoying watching him stream, and that's the goal he wants. His goal was to entertain, it was his job and he doesn't want to fail, he doesn't want to crack.

◇Mayatooni3: WE LOVE YOU QUACKITY

◇catiiequak: QUACKITY ITS MY BIRTHDAY CAN I GET A HAPPY BIRTHDAY??

◇yriaaolic: 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜

"Happy Birthday!" He said seeing the comment pass in a second. "Happy Birthday to anyone who's Birthday it is today."

Right now it was hard. It was hard to keep up when there was always a constant demand, the constant need to be perfect, his past being brought up, and trying to one-up his content everytime. He loved this, but at the same time it had the same weight as a job.

In the back of his mind he knew the "When is Quackity streaming???" is mostly lighthearted, he never wants to leave.

"Quack are you okay? Im fine! Just thinking about how to get something to eat at 2am." He laughed lying to his fans, he wanted to stop this stream.

He kept looking over to his lover lying their head on his pillow scrolling through their phone and alternating their vision from him and their phone. He always caught a glimpse of their small smile everytime he looked. He was doing something right.

"Do yall think Taco Bell is open? The only problem I have is that Im fucking starving."

He paused for a moment taking a deep breath trying to keep his emotions down. The stress was getting to him, and he fucking knew it, but he didnt stop. He was going to get burnt out eventually and stop streaming and YouTube all together, but he needed this. He needed a break, he needed to take time for himself and stop putting on a happy face when he isnt.

TTS ◇pulixsaxe: "Did you see what was happening on Twitter quackity?"

"Wait what's happening on Twitter?" He asked with a weary laugh.

I can sit here and pretend like my biggest problems are

Pringle cans, and burritos

The truth is, my biggest problem's you,

Your eyes widened as he mentioned Twitter. Truth be told he was trending because of his stream, yes, but also they brung up stuff from his past again in the wake of another content creator's past or present being brought up. You hadn't paid attention to that, you were only getting fueled up from Twitter bringing up an issue that he already had addressed.

Tempted to speak and tell him its fine, he already spoke up before you.

"I bet it's fine! I dont wanna... I don't need to look." He said with a smile. He always had that smile on.

Either it was a full smile or a half smile. It never left his face and it comforted you somehow. Maybe it was that you were his significant other, but you always wondered if anyone saw the same things as you. The things like his smile that never left his face.

"Yeah! I dont need to look at that." He waved his hand dismissing the comment away. He then sighed letting his shoulders relax as you saw his smile fade and his eyes close for a second and immediately put that small smile back on his face while his eyes were glossy, but bright.

He needed to end this stream soon. You saw his face fall then in a split second come back to life except his eyes were glossy with tears. You wondered if anyone else noticed.

"I want to please you

But I want to stay true to myself

I want to give you the night out that you deserve"

His eyes tearful as he tried to blink them away trying to not make a scene.

"Sorry! Allergies ugh!" He said as he wiped his tears away claiming them as allergies.

"Are you crying? No! Im not a pussy!" He yelled at his chat in a joking manner.

He was crying and he felt weak. He felt emotionally weak, and weak as in not strong, he didn't feel strong and his lover who was sitting on his bed with a concerned look on their face always told him that it's okay to feel weak. The only meaningful thing is how you pick yourself up, they always told him, bur now he felt at rock bottom.

He wanted to give his fans "himself", the goofy, lovable, loud, quick-witted, Quackity. But then again his lover always told him to separate Quackity from Alex. He wanted to give himself to his audience, he wanted to be authentic and share himself, but he cant. Alex isn't all laughs, he is serious, calmer, and when he gets on the screen is when he lets it all out then goes back to his more calmer self. That's not what they want.

"But I want to say what I think

And not care what you think about it"

Giving himself meant dialing back, he wants to tell how hes actually feeling, he wants to say what he thinks about Twitter, what he thinks about certain friends, about his fanbase, and then leave it alone. He wanted to delete social media and then speak his mind without knowing what anyone is saying about it. It was paradise to him, but of course it cant be that way and that's what he hates. He feels like a actor when he really wants to be himself.

"A part of me loves you,"

Alex loved his fanbase, he had such a supportive fanbase that loved his content. Some of them did atleast he didn't fully know, but they gave him the courage to do this time and time again knowing that his content is at least taking them from the harsh reality of real life for a few minutes or hours. This was the reason he did this, for them.

Alex would never admit this but they boosted his ego too, it would for anyone. The fact that there were people who wanted and enjoyed content from him made him feel good about himself.

"part of me hates you"

He hated the contant criticisms, he hates that they feed his ego so much that it makes him want to stream more to feel good about himself and to make people get away for awhile. Alex knew inside of his heart he couldn't truly hate his fanbase, they gave him everything he ever wanted. He hates them for that and that's such a scary thing. He never fails to wonder if he did the things to deserve all the love and hate he gets.

"Part of me needs you,"

They feed his ego, they make him want to go above and beyond. Alex knows that his fanbase is the reason he is here in this chair infront of three expensive monitors. He knows that this is some sort of a job that he needed. He needed the push to keep going and that was them, it was the 200k people watching his stream watching him answer questions about him and

"part of me fears you"

He was fearful of loosing himself to them. Loosing his authenticity to them was something he feared. He didnt want his funny, loud persona to consume him and make him forget about Alex instead of Quackity. He fears what they think as well, he claims he doesnt care, but he does he wants to please them. It feels like two parts of his brain fighting about if he should care or not.

"And I don't think that I can handle this right now"

The text-to-speech bot continued to speak out people's comments that theu paid for while he sat there quietly. He bit his bottom lip trying to not break down infront of everyone he needed to be strong. He needed to be strong.

If he looked up at the camera everyone would see his tears, they would see him breaking.

He played it off as he brough his shirt up to wipe the tears away, claiming it as sweat.

"Im good! Im sorry I spaced out for a second." He shook his head.

He saw you look at him with that same concerned look on your face. As he switched his gaze between you and his computer, he felt his tears come back again.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"Alex." You tried to get his attention.

"Yeah guys Im fine!"

"Alex"

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

"I have plans later for another lore stream, so Ill start doing that later tonight."

"ALEX!" You yelled and his head turned around to face you.

"What?" He laughed, biting his lip again.

You couldn't stop him doing this, you could try to course him into going to bed, but right now you couldn't find the words. You just stared at him while he looked at you with a somber smile trying to tell you that he was okay.

He felt his mind telling himself that he need to rest. He wouldnt allow himself to and thats why he was breaking down.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

Alex was blinking rapidly trying to keep his breathing and tears at bay while he answered his fans.

"My allergies are fine! And I drank water today."

◇moonchild21: WE LOVE YOU

◇sopusand: Why do you look like that?

◇wuackityoo: are you crying??

"Crying is for the weak! I am a strong manly man! Im crying cause I noticed how alpha I am!" He tried to play it off as a "Im a man" joke but you could see right through it.

"I don't think that I can handle this right-"

You had sent a quick text to Alex which told him to end the stream for his own mental health, but he left the message unread. He began sniffing and the wiping his eyes again. It was a wreck and you couldn't seem to stop it without literally dragging him out of his chair.

Meanwhile the screens were getting to Alex. Alex's eyes were getting tired of the bright screens and the rapid messages that popped up on the screen overwhelmed him for what it seemed like the first time ever in his strraming career. He wanted to give them the fun night they deserved and wanted, but he knows it's getting hard to. He dosent know how long he can keep this up.

As Alex kept joking around about his eyes and physical state the chat was filled with "LMAO" and "HAHAHA" which fuled him more and then at the same time makes him want to stop.

Look at them, they're just staring at me, like

"Come and watch the skinny kid with a

Steadily declining mental health, and laugh as he attempts

To give you what he cannot give himself"

He cannot give himself the luxury of happiness. As he went on with his career it became more and more like a chore, there was mostly down days and of course there were up days, but recently Alex gave his fans the happiness and laughes they wanted while when he turned off the camera he couldn't replicate that same energy as he had before.

It messed him up, he felt himself become separated from his streaming. He wasn't being himself anymore he was being Quackity and that became more apparent as the days passed. He wanted to be himself on camera and at first thats what he thought he was doing. He was himself then it turned into a persona.

Alex wasn't okay and he he needed to take a break from the internet for a while, but he tries to act like he dosent have a dilemma going on inside of his head everytime he sits in this seat. Its for the fans.

"Think that I can handle this right-

I don't think that I can handle this right-

They don't even know the half of this right-

They don't even know the half of it"

"Alex you need to end the stream. Please?"

He looked towards you again where you moved your position from the middle of the bed to sitting up on the end of the bed.

"Ive told you millions of times." He paused for a moment looking down at his lap before looking back up to you. "Im-Im okay." He nodded trying to convince you.

"But I know I'm not a doctor, I'm a pussy, I put on a silly show

I should probably just shut up and do my job, so here I go"

"Cant you belive them!" He laughed to his camera. You scoffed at his comment but still kept an eye on him as he talked.

You didnt need to baby him at all, but right now you were worried about your lover.

Alex continued talking and talking, which you drowned out. You were focused on his face and how he faltered time to time just showing a small frown.

He laughed and showed them a good time even though he was hurting. He kept going and going and you were convinced he was going to hold out until you heard him sniff multiple times while trying to make a joke about the new Minecraft update and how the glow squid has no use.

"Stupid ass squid! Why- why? Its no use expect for glowing ink. Who voted for that!?"

You can tell them anything if you just make it funny, make it rhyme

And if they still don't understand you, then you run it one more time

"Dumbass squid!" He pulled up a picture if the squid as he yelled at it.

You began to worry even more as you saw tears running down his face. He quickly tried to wipe them away, but he knew everyone saw.

Handle this right

You don't even know the half of this right now

Right now (Haa!)

Now

Handle this right

I'll handle this right, I handle this right now

Alex leaned back in his seat and had a blank stare towards the monitor. Looked down for a second and then you heard sobbing coming from his spot. Alex had his head in his hands and was crying harshly into them.

He had finally broken, he couldn't stop the tears from coming and the loud sobs that came from his mouth. He was trying to desperately breathe in to be able to sob, but ended up hiccuping while doing so.

Your eyes widened as you rushed to him resting your hand on his knees and you kneeling infront of him.

"I cant do fu-fucking anything!" He yelled into his hands.

"Hey! I know. Its okay." You tried to console him.

"Its not I try so hard! And I-"

You cut him off. "You are a hard worker Alex and you deserve a week or two off. Take care of you self babe." You stood up bringing his hand with you and trying to make him stand up. He followed your movements and stood up with you putting his head on your shoulder crying into it.

"I just ca-cant right now!"

"You dont have to do anything right now babe."

"Im sorry!" Alex sobbed.

"Dont be." You said bluntly trying to get your lover to calm down.

You rubbed his back soothingly as he sniffled into your shoulder. "Im sorry for ruining your shirt." He tried to laugh through his tears.

"Dont be sorry! Please. You just need rest okay?" You kissed his forehead and he nodded in response.

Alex raised his head up an started to pepper kisses all over your face as you laughed. He gave you one last peck on the lips as he walked away to quickly change into night clothes. You smiled as he laid underneath the covers and continued to softly cry into his sheets. At least he was in bed and not makijg himself even worse.

He couldn't stop the tears from flowing, it was like a flood that could only be stopped with time. He felt like a boulder was lifted off his shoulders only to be replaced with smaller rocks. The smaller rocks was the guilt he held. He felt guilty of making his lover worry about him, he didnt want you to worry.

You rushed over to his desk and turned off the stream and his computers not even bothering to give them a goodnight or goodbye. After the computer lights were turned off it was quite dark in the room except for small light.

Finally you were where you wanted to be all day, in bed with Alex. But this wasnt the predicament you wanted.

"Forgive me. I just cant do shit right can I?" His eyes were still full of tears and he was getting tired.

"Alex dont listen to anyone but yourself." You tried to console him.

"That's what I'm telling myself."

Silence filled the room as you looked at him through tearful eyes of your own.

"Alex, you're so amazing and I cant even tell you how much I appreciate you, and how much you change my life. You do so much shit right its scary sometimes. Some days I think you're perfect, but there's-"

"There's no such thing as perfect." Alex finished your sentence.

"Exactly! Even the best people have their downfalls, they just dont show it. And Alex I know you struggle with that! All I can say is that I love you for you." You finished.

"Can I talk to you about my dilemmas?" He tried to laugh again.

"Tomorrow we can talk. We both need the rest." You said to him as he closed his eyes and nodded in response. He gave you a kiss on you lips before laying back down to sleep.

"Thank you."

"Thank you

Good night

I hope you're happy"

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if you're taking asks for the prompts, can you do 11 and 17 from the angst list with george but have a fluffy ending? she/her pronouns pls

I Can Make It Right

SHSJS I HAVE SO MUCH ANGST IN MY INBOX YALL!

Thanks for the request babe! The way it came out was gender neutral i dont think I user she/her, but it still works trust me!

George x reader imagine (established)

11) "It's not important apparently"

17) "You already made me feel like shit so might as well finish me off"

⚠︎ angst with happy ending, unresolved issue but they're gonna fix it dont worry 😌, angry George, swearing

*** = flashback

Masterlist

You had stood infront of your bathroom mirror finishing up your makeup for the night. Your hair was already done and you had a nice outfit on, not to fancy and not too comfortable. While listening to a playlist George had made for you, you had put down the brushes you were using. It didnt really matter if you cleaned up your makeup that was littered all over the sink right now, but right now you were feeling good.

Today was your and George's 3rd year anniversary and you couldn't be happier about it. Today you two were going to dinner and doing something else which was supposed to be a surprise for you. It was a night on the town.

George and you met 4 years ago actually. You two started out as acquaintances, the slowly grew into friends and then one day he asked you to join him to dinner. At first you were oblivious to his actions, thinking he was just being a good friend, but turns out the more dates you two went on the more you caught on. He officially asked you to be his girlfriend 3 years ago today.

His friends keep on pressuring George to propose already, they think it's been long enough. The only thing close to marriage is a promise ring. He put the ring on your finger as a promise that one day he would marry you, everytime you doubt that he will propose you turn your attention to the cute ring on your finger.

You had turned off the bedroom lights and sat on your bed finally relaxing after struggling to find a decent enough outfit for tonight. George said that he was going to pick you up around 6:00 and now it is 5:47 so you had some time to spare.

You had found yourself scrolling through tiktok because you had nothing else better to do at this moment. It was a guilty pleasure of yours even though you and george both joked around about hating tiktok.

Time began to tick away so you had checked the clock on your phone which said 5:57 pm. You had grabbed shoes that you set up against your bed, slipped them on and grabbed all of your belongings for the night. You stationed yourself in the living room waiting till George came to the door.

Nervousness always came up before a date, it was the anticipation actually. You were excited and nervous about the date as you always were, but today for you was special. It was three years worth of beautiful love. You remembered the time he first said I love you too, it was just like it was yesterday.

***

"Hey y/n." George looked towards you. You both were sitting on a plaid, plush blanket with a brown woven basket ontop in between you two. It was just like the movies and that why you cringed because of how cheesy it was when George led you to it.

It was sweet, it was extremely sweet and you loved these dates that George always brung you too. You always felt special when you are sitting next to him.

You responded to George. "Yeah Gogy?" You laughed at the use of his nickname.

"Im trying to be serious right now and you call me Gogy." George smiled and shook his head. "Anyways, you know I love you, right?"

"Of course I do-"

"No I love you. I mean. I'm in love with you." George reached to rest his hand ontop of yours and repeated himself. "I'm in live with you y/n."

You wasted no time answering. "Im in love with you too."

***

6:03

George didnt show up yet, but there was no sweat. He was only 3 minutes late, maybe he ran into traffick. Your stomach was rumbling, but you didnt want to eat yet since you two we're planning to go to dinner. Patience is key, and it wasnt like he wasn't late before.

6:10

You started to get worried, it's been 10 minutes and still no sign of your boyfriend. You had gotton up several times to check outside of your door only to be met with no one. Your mind was jumping to conclusions about if he forgot your anniversary, but you shut those thoughts out for the time being.

6:19

Okay this is getting out of hand. You brung out our phone and began to text George, you couldn't believe that you had waited this long before texting the man.

Where are you? Ive been waiting for 29 minutes?!

[Sent: 6:20pm]

George what are you doing?

[Sent: 6:20pm]

You awaited his text message with your phone faced up on the coffee table infront of you. You didn't want to believe that George woukd forget, or overslept, but that was becoming truth the more minutes passed by with no call or text.

6:30

Calling him was useless, because he didn't answer. He didn't hang up on you he just wasn't picking up the phone, like he turned it off. You started to get worried if something happened to him, if he was in a situation where he couldn't call or text you. You wondered if he was safe at home and not out in the middle of the street.

In a flash all your worries subsided when your phone lit up with a notification.

ThisIsNotGeorgeNotFound is live:

Im Playing golf with my friends

That son of a bitch. Pissed off was an understatement, you were fuming. How could he end up streaming at home when you had constantly reminded him about this day, he knew damn well about this day too. How could he?

You ended up grabbing a jacket and your purse and ended up driving to George's place. It seemed like he was mocking you in a way, he knew you had notifications on for Twitch. You loved to support him and his career, but this was making a fool out of yourself.

Your hand tightly gripped the steering wheel as you tried not to run every red light you cane across. You finally came across George's home, you found a place to park and quickly got out of your car and sped walked your way to George's residence. Finally making up to George's door you knocked harshly on the door probably making more noise than what you intended too. You continuously banged on his door until you got fed up.

Remembering that George had given you a key to his house you dig through your purse to get your set of keys out anr unlock his door. You stomped inside his house and closed the door behind you.

"GEORGE! GEORGE!" You yelled through the house. You were being reckless and annoying, but you didnt care at this point you were fuming and needed to tell George how you feel.

You had made your way to George's recording room where he was talking to his friends on discord. George looked towards you in shock clearly not hearing the sounds you were making throughout his house.

"Y/N?!" George yelled and muted his microphone.

"What the hell are you doing?" You exclaimed back.

"Im streaming thats what Im doing!" George sassed back at you, not paying attention to his screen and the chat.

"Dont get smart with me. End the stream."

"What?! No!"

"You heard me, we need to talk." You crossed your arms across your chest. Your heart was beating too fast for your liking and you tried to calm yourself down, but George's comments were getting to you.

George was about to unmute himself and get back to the game. "No we dont-"

"GEORGE END THE FUCKING STREAM! This is embarrassing! Talk to me cause you have some explaining to do." You snapped at him.

A silence tell upon you two and he glared at you before turning to his stream and closing it out.

"Okay guys! Go watch the other boys streams I need to go now! Bye!" George quickly ended and turned off everything.

He turned around to you still sitting in his chair. "What? What do you want?"

"Do you know what today is?" You asked.

"April 30th." George answered bluntly.

"Thats all you have to say?" You asked in shock. "It's our anniversary dickhead!"

"I fucking know that." George said.

"You do? So why did you start streaming and we had dinner plans?!"

"I told you we were streaming! You weren't listening to me!" George stood up from his chair when he said that.

"When the fuck did you tell me this?!"

"A couple days ago! You didn't listen!"

"But you knew that was our anniversary! And we made dinnerr plans-"

George yelled over you. "A month ago! We made those plans a month ago so excuse me for forgetting!"

"So all these other years you remembered our anniversary and went out of your fucking way to cancel other plans around that date, but today you didnt because why?!" Tears were threatening to fall down you cheeks, but you wouldnt let him see you like that.

"Because I planned this already with the boys! And AGAIN you werent listening to me when I said that-"

"There were several other times that you could've told me too! But you didn't!" You sniffed trying to keep the frustrated tears inside.

"I already planned this and I cant go back on my promise-"

"But you can with me?!" You yelled and George stopped talking. He's just studying your face at this point and you hated this silence.

"Its not important apparently." You said while walking out of the recording room.

"You're being a bitch." He mumbled.

"Excuse me?! That is so disrespectful!" You spun around yelled at him.

"You already made me feel like shit so might as well finish me off." George said in a annoying tone.

"Yeah you should feel like shit! I feel like shit too so-!" You threw your hands up in exasperation and stormed out the room. You had made it to the door before George called out to you again.

"Y/n! Y/n! Please!"

"No! Just..." You paused before opening the door and ushering your way out. "Call me when you get your shit together.

You were currently curled up on your couch eating leftovers that you had in the refrigerator. That had satisfied your hunger for the night because the dinner was canceled that night. Your anger and sadness had subsided and you were only left with an unusual feeling in your heart. Your relationship felt incomplete, this fight felt incomplete. You didnt break up with him, but you were waiting for closure.

The TV was the only light in the room. It illuminated what it wanted to, you didnt care if it was too dark. Usually you would be cuddled up with George at this ungoldy hour, but you weren't and that made you tear up.

Your sadness was still there, your anger towards George turned into pity. You were sad about the actions he took, but somewhere in your heart you could forgive him. You could forgive and move on if he would come to you.

Speaking of, you had a knock on your door. You didn't have the strength to get up, but you did. Shuffling your way to the door you sluggishly opened it to find George standing there with his hands in his hoodie. The person you wanted to see, but at the same time you wanted to slam that door in his face.

"Hey." George spoke and you gave him a small smile, nothing more.

You turned around to find your seat back on the couch where you were comfortable, but also giving him a silent invitation to come inside. You had sat down on the couch not paying attention to George, but you knew he closed the door, took off his shoes by yours, and put his keys on the table by the door like he always did. It was like a routine to him.

George ended up awkwardly standing beside the couch as you ignored him.

"You know, if you didnt open the door I would've used my keys like you did." George tried to spark up a conversation, but you only hummed in response. You were scared that if you spoke, you would cry.

George ended up making his way to the couch sitting beside you and pulling you into his embrace. Your head was on his chest and you began to sob. You missed this it's only been a few hours, but you had felt that in those few hours you had lost everything. You continued to sob into his hoodie as he rubbed your back and shushed you, whispering sweet nothings into the air only for you to hear.

"Im here, and Im sorry. Im so fucking sorry that I did this to you and I only hope that you can forgive me." George said, his voice cracking a little when he said that. You kept crying.

That's what you wanted to hear all along, that's what you needed. You could forgive him in due time, you always will because you love him, you will always love him. You both can always make it right.

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THESEUS - a dsmp story ( DreamSMP x Queen!Reader)

Summary: Dream has given power to what he thinks is a naive girl who cant think for herself. His plan is to use her as a pawn, but what happens when a chaotic neutral girl turns against the people her gave her power.

pairing: future c!wilbur x queen!reader

an// I wrote this last year so my story telling wasn’t the best so bear with me. There are a lot of time skips for now also, but its still good. As the story goes on it gets better, but enjoy!

⚠︎ swearing, arson, dsmp spoliers(?), angst, not proofread.

word count: 5.2k

part 1 - part 2

The wind was warm. It wasn't blowing too harshly, but enough to make Your hair blow as you laid in the grass. You had to force you eyes to open and check your surroundings

You felt below you dry, worn grass, it had a brownish look to it like people have been in this exact spot before. Everywhere else except for this spot you laid in was beautiful. The grass was high and the trees that blew in the wind were a rich green color. It was nothing wrong

You had to sit up to see exactly where you were, before just assuming that everything was grand. Her body ached as you sat up. It was like you dropped a couple thousand feet from above and landed there.

You were in the middle of the woods. There was nothing there and you had nowhere to go. Her first thought was to walk your way straight and maybe you'll find this so-called kingdom you are supposed to be in.

After minutes of walking up and down hills of dirt and finding your way through trees you had found yourself at a wall. It was made of wood, and cobblestone. It looks like a ruin, like something was there but now has fallen apart. It looked bad.

There was a huge mound of dirt leading up the wall. It looks like you are on your way out. And a way to find the kingdom. You never thought you would have to endure body aches and walking through empty woods.

Basically to you right was a dirt mound that raised the person who shall walk it up and over the broken stone ruin. To your left was a chest and a small candle which never seemed to blow out. You opened the chest and there was nothing inside worth anything. There was only an apple and an arrow that laid there. You took the apple and gave yourself the courage to get up on your feet, deciding to find the man who wanted you here in the ruin in the first place.

You decided to start to trudge up the dirt mound that leads over the stone wall, or what's left of the wall. Once you made it over the wall you were met with more woods, but more open land. A laugh was heard from the left of you on the wall. You whipped your head towards the person who made that sound.

You had come face to face with a man in a green hoodie and a mask with a simple smiley face. He had fingerless brown leather gloves, but you can tell they are useless because of the fact that his hands were dirty and cut up. You can see small tufts of dirty blonde hair out of the top of his mask. I knew who he was, but he still pulled his mask to the side to reveal his face to You. Of course it was Dream.

He continued to laugh, "What are you doing? Are you lost~?" He played around with you in a condescending voice.

"Yes I am Dream and your damn kingdom." You snapped back at the man.

"Maybe if you actually came instead of leaving me in the middle of nowhere, I wouldn't have been lost climbing this dirt mound." You rolled your eyes at the man clad in green

"Well you landed in "spawn" where everyone who joins lands." He said confidently while dropping from the wall and landing gracefully on his feet like a cat. You had done the same landing less gracefully than Dream, but it got the job done.

"Lands? Or just show up?" You asked while trailing behind Dream following his lead through the woods.

"Oh you land! Like LAND. You fell." Dream turned his head to the side to talk to You. He began to pull his mask down in front of his face just in case there were others around.

"I FUCKING FELL FROM THE-" You got cut off

"You fell from the sky, yes! Calm down," Dream laughed, "I forgot how loud you were."

"Fine, what else do I need to know." You sighed.

"Hmm nothing. You'll figure it out, just know you're on the right side." Dream said that as we trudged up a hill to see the ground made of dark stone and a portal glowing in the middle of all the stone. There were tall bamboo stalks down the hill of the portal, but you were more interested in the whole kingdom.

"Here's the Nether Portal. We use that for traveling to the Nether and traveling throughout the kingdom, it's pretty huge." Dream bragged.

"C'mon!" Dream led You around the portal kinda closely may I add. It was tempting for you not to touch the stone and feel the portal's waves.

They walked down the hill and there was a path made of light wood. It was beautiful. There was so much stuff on the sides of the path that you couldn't focus on one thing.

"THIS IS THE PRIME PATH!", Dream said walking down the stairs with his arms open exaggerating the whole kingdom. "This takes you basically everywhere throughout the kingdom you need to go. Take in everything because we are going to skip past this. And go to the oldest place on the server."

You were in awe of the kingdom. It was colorful and huge too. It was overwhelming to say the least. The duo walked down the path going through ups and downs and speed walking through some parts that apparently, "Were under construction" as Dream said.

They find themselves at a building that sat on the lake in the middle of the Prime Path.

"Now this is the Community House. I built this with my friend George. It's the foundation of the kingdom really." Dream said while entering the house.

"This is beautiful! How'd you make this?" You exclaimed.

"Tons of tables!" Dream laughed.

"So I need to give you a place to stay don't I?" Dream turned around and placed his hand on his chin.

"Uh yeah probably!" You

"I'll figure it out, while you're here you won't have to lay a pretty little finger on anything." Dream strided towards You grabbing both of your hands softly into his rough ones.

"What if I want Mr. king?" You playfully ripped your hands away from Dream.

"Oh. I'm not the king. There is no king. Yet. A castle but no king nor queen. Huh?" Dream walked around You facing the window behind you.

"I have an idea. Since we don't have a king or queen, what about you being the queen?" Dream said to You behind you. You turned around to face the man behind you.

"Huh? A queen?" You gasped

"Yeah! I trust your judgment and you make good decisions, so I trust you. You would be a great queen next to my hand picked king."

"Wow Dream, that's a lot to take in, I'm not sure."

"Hey! Everyone has a role here. It's like a job, but not really. Your role would be queen. Don't worry, I have a plan for you. A person for you." Dream concluded while walking out of the Community House.

"DREAM STOP BEING ALL CRYPTIC AND SHIT! What's going on!" You ran forward and grabbed his arm, halting him on the path back.

"Don't worry! Don't you trust me? I trust you?" Dream softly said.

You paused for a while and finally spoke to you captive at the moment, "I trust you."

"Good decision cause I do too!"

•°༒︎°•

"Let me introduce you to my best friends. My loyal knights who will help you build your house. It won't take long for these men to do it." Dream led You to open land to build your house, it was just outside the kingdom and it wouldn't be that far of a walking distance.

"I said I can help Dream! It's MY house. I'm independent." You cheered

Dream had mumbled something underneath his breath you couldn't quite hear, but you ignored it and walked around surveying the area.

"You aren't anymore! Let us help. It will be worth it." Dream tried to convince his friend.

"HELPING IS 50/50 DREAM!" You yelled with your arms wide.

"Well we'll have Sapnap and George so it won't be split in half Y/N." He shrugged his shoulders.

"What would you like your house made out of?" Dream smiled at you. His mask was to the side of his hoodie so you could see his full face.

"Like a cute little cottage house with a badass basement!" You said to Dream who laughed at your antics.

"I said MATERIALS, but I can work with that." Dream walked over to You towering over you and patted you head in a condescending way. You maneuvered out of his grasp and continued looking around the area.

Two figures showed up in the distance. You could tell that they both wore armor. Or one of them wore armor and another wore a sweater. The armor shined in the sunlight while the other man's glasses were reflecting the sunlight as well.

"There they are. The one in the sweater, and not in armor, is George, the one in armor, like I asked, is Sapnap. Also refer to Sapnap as that for now. Nick is his real name, but just call him Sapnap now." Dream said as he walked towards the two.

"Hello!" The one in the sweater said.

"Why aren't you in armor George?" Dream said to his friend.

"We're just building now so I don't think I would've needed it." George shrugged. His glasses were propped on top of his head revealing his soft eyes. He turned to greet You, but was interrupted by Sapnap.

"What if you wanted a tall building and I happened to push you off?" Sapnap shrugged jokingly.

"What if I pull out my sword and I-"

"HEY! THIS IS Y/N MY FRIEND. BUILD HER A HOUSE!" Dream interrupted his friends.

"You're such a dick to us ya know?" Sapnap said in a monotone voice.

"Hi! I'm George! It's lovely to meet you, Y/N!" George reached out and shook your hand. Compared to Dream's hands, he was warm and not torn to shreds. It seems like he doesn't fight much.

"It's so very lovely to meet you George!" You cheerfully said back to the man.

"I'm Sapnap! As you can see I'm clad in armor so I would shake your hand when I don't look like I'm ready for a fight. It's nice to finally meet the woman Dream talks about non-"

"Okay that's enough out of you Sapnap let's get started shall we! Haha~" Dream dragged out pushing his friend's away. Sapnap and George were laughing and complaining while You left behind.

"Oh! Y/N go look around the server or sit and watch us work! We'll be quick I promise!" Sapnap yelled back at Y/N. Y/N took your seat in the grass while they pulled up wood and supplies from the woods and the supplies they had brung.

"YOU SAID BASEMENT?!" George yelled to Y/N across the grass.

"YES! MAKE IT COOL!" You yelled back with a thumbs up. George gave one back and started planning out the floor.

You had laid yourself down on the soft grass looking up at the blue sky and the clouds that moved by. You found yourself getting drowsy with the wind and the grass acting like a mattress underneath you. The sound of the three men bickering in the background slowly faded as you fell asleep.

•°༒︎°•

"THIS IS BEAUTIFUL! THANK YOU GUYS! THANK YOU SO MUCH! I OWE YOU EVERYTHING!" You cheered while looking around your new cottage, but not after giving them huge hugs. Except for Sapnap who was still in all his armor.

Her house was everything you ever wanted! It was pretty big on the main part, you wanted a smaller house, but this one would do! There was a garden around the house which was perfect! There were designated rooms for everything; it was so well organized! Of the house and underneath in the basement it was built with bright wood and quartz and had multiple mannequins with armor, chests with potions and weapons on the wall. with a fireplace. It was beautiful.

"This is your new home. Welcome home Y/N!" Dream said behind you.

"WELCOME HOME!" George cheered as well.

You had invited them to stay and talk a while to get to know them.

"We'll be there in a minute!" Sapnap yelled after You as you went into your house.

Dream POV

I watched as she skipped into her new house. It took hours and she loved it. We all feel accomplished after today. We gave her netherite armor in the chests downstairs too. I feel bad.

"Boys?"

"Yeah Dream?" Sapnap replied

"Yeah?" George replied as well

"You know what to do now right?" I said as I continued to look at the house in front of me.

"Yeah~" George said sadly. He sounded defeated to me.

"Yeah." Sapnap said confidently.

"Good! Don't worry it'll all be in our favor soon."

•°༒︎°•

You had stood in front of your house. The night sky glowed with the stars in the sky and also glowed with what was in front of you. It was bright and warm. There was nothing left. It was all on fire.

The wood that was a bright polished color was now a burnt black and the ashes from the plants were now on the one green grass. It was all burnt down. Her starting point was all gone. There were pieces missing from the home, wood, the windows were smashed, the grass around it was either on fire or a burnt brown. Oh the irony.

You were on the verge of tears when you heard a strong voice come behind you.

"WHO THE HELL DID THIS?! Y/N," It was Dream. You whipped around to see the man face to face. He ran up to you and cupped your face with his rough hands, "Why are you crying?"

"YOU KNOW WHY THE FUCK I'M CRYING! SOMEONE BURNT MY HOUSE DOWN!" You sobbed into Dream's chest. He had wrapped his arms around you in a comforting way.

You continued to cry while two more voices showed up.

"WHAT THE HELL?!"

"HOLY SHIT!"

The two voices of course belonged to George and Sapnap running towards the house. You had lifted yourself off of Dream's chest and peaked around seeing the other two run towards the fire. They were both not in armor and ended up on the sides of Dream and You.

"Who did this?" George finally spoke out.

"I don't-"

"We don't know," You were cut off by Dream, "but whoever was here needs to pay a penalty." He continued sternly.

"Can you guys see if my weapons and shit are still okay?" You whispered to the three men. They somehow heard you and entered the house without armor. You felt bad for them, but you had too much stuff going through your head at the moment to worry about the men's safety. They will be fine.

"WE FOUND IT!" Sapnap yelled through the ruins of the house as they came up from the basement.

Sapnap had brought a bag out in front of you that had your swords, axes, and armor into his arms then offered them to You. You then put the bag beside you and silently gave him a thank you. He smiled back at you before he began to speak.

"Luckily they were all fine in the chests below. Most of the stone downstairs didn't catch on fire, but the walls were broken." Sapnap explained in front of the group.

"You've been griefed." George said to You.

"Excuse me?" You asked.

"Someone deliberately did this to you. They had some sort of agenda against you." George continued.

"That's ridiculous." Dream snorted. He sent him a glare then looked your way.

You started walking away toward the main part of the kingdom. You found your way to the prime path and walked across it. You knew that the three men were following behind you. You ended up walking down a dirt hill and sat down on the dirt, taking off your shoes and socks and putting your feet in the river below.

The boys followed suit and sat down beside you. Dream instead paced back and forth behind all of them.

"You know," Dream started facing the backs of three of them, "There's this kid named Tommy."

Sapnap and George turned around to face Dream again.

"You don't think?" George questioned

"OH! I do think. He's been a thorn in my side, OUR SIDE! Since the very beginning. It wouldn't surprise me that he would target a friend of mine." Dream paced.

"Who's Tommy?" You asked

"This kid who is so annoying! He just causes me pain!" Dream complained.

"He's a kid who is the bane of Dream's existence. He made trouble and now he had finally chosen a side with the "country" of L'Manburg. Now he causes chaos with them instead of being independent" George explained to You.

"I fucking hate that word." Dream mumbled underneath his breath.

"Well is it Tommy? Whoever he is?" You asked, unsure of the full situation of the kingdom.

"We'll talk about the whole thing later. We'll give you a lecture about everything that's happening" Sapnap said to those who sat beside him.

"We can discuss with Eret." Dream said bluntly, still kind of hot from thinking of L'Manburg.

"Eret? Okay who are these people? I'm new to the kingdom!" You laughed while yelling.

Sapnap laughed too and then started, "they're the ki-"

"WHAT IS HE?" George interrupted loudly. Dream whipped his head around to face Sapnap.

"He's our KIND friend!" Sapnap flashed a wide grin at all three of them, especially Dream.

"Uh hu." Dream hummed and turned around.

"Let's go! We'll discuss the conflict with Eret tonight." Dream said as he started to climb up the hill towards the Prime Path again.

You stayed put and looked up toward the prime path and then saw Dream with another figure facing each other. From what you could see, the other man had blonde hair. You had the perspective of an ant to a human.

"What are you doing here?"

"Hehe hey Dream! My good ol' pal. How are you doing? Funny how we met like this now! Ya know I'm just going to my house for the night. Retiring, and getting well rested for the next morn-"

"Tommy I won't kill you yet, but just get out of my sight." Dream sighed annoyed

"Ah! Thank you, Dream! Even though I could kill you I appreciate the compromise of not getting both of our hands dirty. Good talk, good talk!"

The boy named Tommy looked down from the path and caught Your gaze. They held their little staring contest for a second and then he continued on the path.

"HEY DIMWADS LET'S GO!"

•°༒︎°•

The four were walking down the prime path back towards the community house. Sapnap, George and you were having lively conversations while Dream led the way being silent for most of the time. After he ran into that blonde boy he has been really uptight. Apparently that was Tommy. You thought that Tommy would be a little more frightening, but he really is a child.

They had made it through the community house and approached the entrance to the castle. You have seen the castle before, but it takes your breath away everytime. It was really beautiful.

Dream finally spoke up, "Eret will be in here, hopefully. They made this castle too, so yeah they live here."

"Are they the king?" You asked Dream as he continued to lead the way without a glance back.

"No." Dream said bluntly. It was rude of him.

"H-he just lives there for now. There isn't any king yet. Dream is technically the "king" or "ruler" for now." Sapnap quickly explained after Dream's rude behavior.

"He's just uptight about Tommy, don't worry." George said, trying to survive the situation.

Dream turned around to face the trio behind him, "I'M NOT! We've said this before. He just gets in the way."

"Dream you are a perfectionist, we're here aren't we? Do you want me to elaborate more?" George said in a condescending tone.

Dream just turned around while scoffing and entered the front castle gardens with huge stone archways. That was apparently Tommy, and that gave you more confirmation than you needed before. It was really getting on Dream's nerves and "ruining his plans". They wouldn't tell You and it was getting you kind of pissed off.

It was upsetting that the whole day you were here, Dream was just dragging you, George, and Sapnap around. It was emotional today. You hate the unknown, it scares you and arriving at a ginormous castle made of stone, by apparently one person named Eret, is scary. It's so unheard of until now.

You finally got through the two stone archways, multiple staircases and another garden we found ourselves walking into the beautiful open castle. It had a lot of open space, it wasn't yet decorated, it had high walls and it looked like multiple rooms. Smooth pillars rose towards the ceiling, and down at the end of the huge room was a golden throne with red velvet comforting. It shined in the bright candle light that illuminated the whole throne room.

It had multiple rooms, but Dream had led us quickly into the throne room. All of a sudden the four of them heard a voice coming from behind them.

"Hello?" A british voice echoed through the huge room.

Dream leaned back in a relaxed way putting his hands in his pockets "Eret! Hello."

Eret walked over to the four and went and greeted his friends, but his gaze lingered on You for a while.

"Hello Dream, Sapnap, George and?" Eret dragged on the 'and' wanting to know who the girl standing next to Sapnap was.

"This is Y/N. They are new here. We decided for them to meet you tonight!" Dream smiled and showed up behind you nudging You toward Eret to shake his hand.

Eret who was towering over you took your hand in his and firmly shook you hand.

"Is very nice to meet you! I hope everything has been good." Eret sent a friendly smile towards You. He had such a friendly aura to him it was great, but his statement had reminded you of your house that is basically firewood now.

You let out an airy laugh, "It hasn't been all that good actually. My house has been burnt down actually."

"Her house was griefed by some asshole." Dream added on to Your statement.

"An asshole indeed." Sapnap hissed

"I'm sorry, it happens here. I wish I could give you a place to stay.

"Maybe you could?" George spoke up.

"Maybe you two should get married." Dream said bluntly.

"WHAT?!" You yelled

"EXCUSE ME?! We just met today!" Eret yelled as well next to You.

"I know! I think you two would be great together and plus I have a plan in mind. Wouldn't you want to live in this beautiful place?!" Dream paced around emphasizing the whole place with his arms.

"WE. JUST. MET! Dream how the fuck do expect someone to marry another?" You yelled at the man clad in green.

"I KNOW, but I've been thinking about it for some time before you came here! So I-"

"You didn't think to talk to me first?" Eret spoke over Dream. And he was right. Why did he just bring this so spontaneously at the moment they both met.

"I wanted you both here!" He was just bullshitting his way through. Sapnap and George gave him this kind of look, the 'what the fuck are you talking about?' look.

"Dream what the fuck are you talking about?!" You sighed exasperated. You were tired. You don't have a home, you are in a huge castle and now your friend is trying to marry you off to someone you just met. It's too much for one night.

"Eret?"

"Yes You?"

"Can I stay here for the night?" You pleaded

"Of course. I have..Many rooms!" Eret laughed and so did You.

"See! look at the chemistry already!" Dream exclaimed.

"I'm just being a good friend, Dream. Give a lady a place to stay since your house is gone."

Eret was such a sweetheart to You. Such a kind soul. It seems like they are already good friends.

"I'll show you your room! You guys can come too." Eret led the way and all of them followed him through the castle till he got to the room that would be Your room for a while.

•°༒︎°•

It has been two days You have lived in the castle with Eret. It was huge for two people, but they made it work. Usually they don't see eachother often, but they do when they hang out in the gardens, anytime they eat together, or when Dream comes for the last two days trying to get the two married.

You had to admit it was better than the day your house got griefed, but it was still an adjustment. You felt at home now. Eret was the nicest guy you ever met, next to Sapnap and George. Dream was knocked down a few pegs from the nice list because of all the pressuring he was doing.

Eret and You sat at the diner table together and talked about anything under the Sun. They have become closer with every meal they ate over the past two days. It seems like they have known eachother forever. It was about dinner time and the two had sat down and ate what they had both made.

"Did Dream say anything to you tonight Y/N?" Eret asked as he finished what was on his plate.

You rolled your eyes playfully "Of course he did. I know he means well, but it's tiring. It's been a long week."

"I know. Maybe he's right. I mean we're living together anyways."

"Not for long." You sighed. You were quite upset that you might be leaving Eret.

"Why not for long?! We were having a great time!" Eret exclaimed.

"I know! Sapnap is rebuilding my house, but it's taking longer than usual because of some circumstances." You explained while Eret nodded his head understanding what you were saying.

Eret spoke after a while of silence, "Maybe we should get married."

Your eyes widened and had to do a double take. You couldn't believe what you just heard. Why was he saying this all of a sudden?

"Huh? It's still early and-"

"AND we are basically doing everything he wants us to do right? Plus if you live here we can have these fun nights together! We don't have to fall in love, we came strictly just to be friends. Friends with the benefits, but the benefits of royalty." Eret chuckled.

He was right. That sounded like a good idea to you. They are good friends now and it wasn't like they were living in a small dirt shack together, they were living in a huge castle. They don't have to see eachother everyday. This was one of your more impulsive decisions. You wanted to do it and you could always say 'I don't'.

"Think about it and let me know." Eret said softly

"I….I think it's a good idea! Let's get married!

"Really? Are you sure?"

"The benefits seem good! And we are great friends anyways! So let's fucking do it!"

•°༒︎°•

It was two months later. You and Eret stood underneath an altar on a small hill. You were in a simple white dress and eret was in a nice suit. Of course the wedding was rushed. Dream wanted it as fast as possible, and luckily You wanted it fast too. There were no vows said, because there was no need to. You walked down the aisle yourself.

They only planned the processional and there was no reception, but apparently Dream had invited the whole kingdom. Which was a surprise since you walked down the aisle to see about hundreds of people on both sides. It was overwhelming, but a cute gesture from Dream. You haven't even met them yet, but you might today.

It was an eventful day to say the least. Now you are holding hands with your friend about to say 'I do'.

"Do you take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do."

"Do you take Eret to be your lawfully wedded husband?"

It's now or never

"I do"

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Uh. Eret leaned in and You did as well. He cupped your face and put his thumbs between their lips so they wouldn't touch, but to others it looked like you two had kissed. Of course you trusted Eret, they had practiced this before, so it was no problem to you.

You could hear applause as they walked down the aisle hand in hand. They were happy it was over. Now they can go back to normal. It was a nice feeling. Like getting a weight off of your back.

Eret had gone off to greet some friends while You accepted congratulations from everyone. You had talked briefly with a sweet woman with short blonde hair you had learned her name was Niki. You had taken a liking to you. You had also been greeted by a...Man, fox creature? You weren't quite sure, but his name was Fundy.

After a while of talking to new faces and old ones like Sapnap and George, Dream was nowhere to be found at the moment. He wanted this to happen and you saw him before, so where was he?

You spun around a few times trying to find the man in green, but after a few spins you came face to face with a person you haven't seen before. Oh you look like an idiot.

The man had dark brown curly hair with deep brown eyes. He was tall and dressed in a white button up shirt with a blue coat. It was subtle, it looked like the blue outfit that the blonde boy, Tommy, wore a few days ago from what you had seen. He kept staring at you with a small smirk on his face.

"Congratulations." He smiled at you. Before you could speak the blonde appeared next to him.

"You're that woman from a couple of days ago! Who knew you were getting married to big Eret! Big E!" That was Tommy. His accent was thick, but it fit him.

"Anyways we wish you two the best!" The brown haired man turned around with a wave and the two boys left as mysteriously as they came.

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Hi! This is my first time doing a request for a prompt list but can you do prompts 1,34,25 if you can put those in one fanfic, or mini series. Again this is my first time requesting a prompt list thing. If you can’t fit those three in there you can just do 1 of them. If anything I wrote just made sense, sorry if it didn’t. Have a good day!

Rather Be Devisive Then Indecisive...

Thanks for the request! I decided to do Techno cause I need some Techno content here!

Sorry it took so long 😭

C! Techno x gen neutral! Reader (platonic)

1) "I fucking hate you" "please dont say that"

34) "one more chance please?" "You're being greedy"

25) "You're right. You are useless"

⚠︎ swearing, indecisive reader, angst, angst, mentions of weapons, mentions of death, mentions of tnt & explosions, Wilbur's last canon life, sad techno, I didn't proofread, this story is so fucking long-

"Dont you see history repeating itself?!"

You found yourself in a huge predicament right now while standing by Technoblade's side, adorned in netherite armor and weapons. You were facing against the people you used once to love, the people you eere supposed to kill. You hadn't seen Tommy's face so distraught in quite some time.

Everyone thought you were the traitor, you lost the trust of the people you once sided with and loved. You couldnt stand to see the pain Tommy had in his eyes and the betrayal Tubbo showed. It wasn't true, from what you heard it wasn't true.

You didn't just appear on Technoblade's side one day, it was a tough ride to follow. The beginning of your journey had you looking desperately for a place to be, a home. You were lost in the huge kingdom with huge monuments and different types of people.

Then came L'Manburg. A place where you could be free, at least they sold it like that. You had met Tommy and Tubbo while on the Prime Path and immediately asked about their blue war coats and they immediately introduced you to L'Manburg. You were accepted a while later, meeting the citizens and making connections with all of them.

Then came Manburg and Pogtopia which led you here next to Technoblade as he went on about replacing tyrant with another. You were always on Technoblade's side ever since he joined Pogtopia. All it took was constant literature sessions and talks about politics and you were on board with his ideals and his hate for government.

You were apart of L'Manburg before Pogtopia and Technoblade had changed your mind on government he made you see everything through a different lense and that lense was beautiful and clear. You adapted his ways of thinking quickly and became "one of his personal favorites" as he would say.

Technoblade set off a firework explosion and everyone screamed and scattered, that was the "go" you ended up attacking somone else that wasn't a close friend of yours. You were trying not to attack anyone, this wasnt your style. Yes, Techno had taught you fighting styles and how to become stronger but you didn't want to fight who you considered your family.

You eventually found yourself on a hill looking over the explosions and swords swinging in the gleaming sun. People below were looking in your direction quickly then heading back into battle wondering why there werent any fireworks hot from above, but you couldnt do it. You just couldn't bring yourself to soot the crossbow that was hanging on your hip. Techno kept looking up towards you as you looked back towards him in distraught.

Everyone was yelling until Dream had spoken up.

"You know who the trader was Tommy? Tommy the traitor was Wilbur."

No it couldn't be.

"No! Technoblade killed Tubbo and Y/N left us behind, they're the traitors!" Tommy exclaimed in confusion.

Your mind couldn't make up anything at the moment, was Wilbur the real traitor instead of everyone thinking it was you? Everyone was questioning if Dream was right or not, but you were so into your own mind you didn't hear that one faint scream that lead to many others.

The ground started shaking like a earthquake was about to happen and then the ground started to break apart and explode revealing the huge amounts of TNT that was placed under the stone and dirt. You felt uneasy as smoke, and debris flew from the ground and up into the air. You heard screams of agony who were caugh in the explosion, screams of anguish who witnessed the explosion and screams of joy.

Emotions flew through you like blood. This wasnt what was supposed to happen was is? You were a citezen of L'Manburg before a citizen of Pogtopia and this was the worst thing you have ever seen. The sky turned dark and grey, the place you used to call home is gone and the person who destroyed your home was the one who built it.

"Wilbur?!" You screamed as you saw him and Philza staning next to what looked like a man made cave in the hill.

Everyone else followed your line of sight and saw Wilbur standing next to Philza talking to him. Philza had a sword in his hand and what is seemed like arguing with Wilbur as well. Everything seemed so chaotic you didnt know what to focus on, Wilbur and Philza, Dream inevitably sneaking away, or Technoblade's glare at you from a top a building. You couldn't bring yourself to face Techno right now. Technoblade was a source of comfort for you, but at this moment you had no where to turn.

The straw that broke the camel's back was seeing Philza kill Wilbur. He pierced the sword through his heart and as Wilbur's legs couldn't hold himself up anymore Philza hugged his son and fell down to the ground with him hugging him in his last moments as everyone below screamed at Philza.

Your vision became blurry as tears welled up in your eyes. Everything was gone. You had nothing left to go back, no home, no Wilbur. It seemed like Tommy and Tubbo didn't want you back in their lives so it seemed hopeless. Falling to your knees you cradled your face in your hand trying to block out all of the commotion outside.

L'Manburg was like a home you always wanted but never had. They were like family and you grew too attached. You loved them like brothers and a sister. You loved them you grew attached to them as well, especially to Wilbur because you looked up to him as a leader and he took you under his wing when you had no where to go, he cared for you like a big brother. Tommy and Tubbo were also another two you grew too attached to because of Tommy's impulsiveness and Tubbo's attention to detail and caring for others.

After the fall of L'Manburg Technoblade had to make everything worse.

He had looked towards you one last time before getting into position.

"Are you just gonna sit there!? We have a job to do!" Techno said while unsheathing a sword.

"Isn't the job done already?!" You yelled back still sat on the hill.

Techno started to laugh. "Barely!"

He jumped down from the building and into some rubble underneath him and you followed him down the hill. Techno had brung out soul sand and began placing it on the ground with wither skeleton skulls in his hands. You walked over to him and he handed you a skeleton skull, you reluctantly took it out of his hands and you saw him smirk at your compliance.

Tommy began walking towards Techno and you in a fiery rage ready to fight him. He couldn't get straight to him because of a small gap the explosion made. Tommy was trying to keep everyone on that side, safe. Dream and Punz jumped over the gap and joined both you and Techno by the soul sand.

"Stop this right now Techno!"

"You stay over there Tommy!"

The two bickered back and forth until they eventually died down and Technoblade spoke up over the talking and yelling coming from the side Tommy was on.

"Tommy, do you think you're a hero? Is that what this is?" Techno said while letting his guard down for a moment and put his crossbow down.

"I just- I just wanted L'Manburg!" Tommy exclaimed back clearly confused.

You werent a stranger to Technoblade's speeches you were a fan of them really, but not when its against someone you would consider a brother.

Technoblade spoke up over Tommy. "You wanted power.

"I wanted L'Manburg, thats all I ever wanted. I wanted..." Tommy stopped talking for a moment, like he was thinking.

"Tommy you just did a coup! You just did a hostile government takeover and then immediately instilled yourself as president." Techno explained to him in a more serious voice than before.

"And then you gave it to your friend, but that still a tyrant Tommy!"

"But the thing about his world Tommy, is that good things dont happen to heros. Let me tell you a story Tommy. A story of a man called Theseus."

Technoblade had taught you about Greek literature and how they could be compared to people in the kingdom today. He so happened to find correlations between Tommy and Theseus at this moment.

You were still anxiously waiting for Technoblade's long speech to end so you could get this heartbreak over with. The need to cry more never became more apparent until now, the need ro run away and never come back but you wanted to listen.

"His country was endagered and he sent himself forward into enemie lines, he slayed the minotaur and saved his city. You know what they did to him Tommy?!"

"What did they do-"

"They exiled him. He died in disgrace, despised by his people. Thats what happens to heros Tommy." Techno finished his Greek mythology speech.

Tubbo spoke up from behind Tommy. "But he saved everyone!"

"The Greeks knew the score, but if you want to be a hero Tommy that's fine." Technoblade started walking backwards with a wither skulls in each hand.

You had soul sand infront of you and you were waiting till Technoblade set the first wither out into the world. There were wither skulls in the brown grass so you all could quickly put the skulls ontop if the sand. Technoblade thought it was a good idea to have multiple withers flying in L'Manburg at once. You and Techno were probably going to get attacked by the withers too because withers dont know who made them, they just attack.

"Technoblade dont do this! We're so close! Im not the hero! No one's the hero!" Tommy pleaded and that made your heart drop.

"You want to be a hero Tommy?! THEN DIE LIKE ONE!"

There it is. Techno started placing the skeleton heads on the soul sand and you followed suit placing three skulls onto the other. The two withers started to form and grow besides you and Technoblade. You didnt want to do this at all. You could hear the screams from the former Pogtopia and L'Manburg citizens, this wasnt what you wanted. You didn't want Wilbur to die, you didn't want L'Manburg to go, and of course you didnt want your family to die.

Technoblade grabbed your hand and led you to a higher plane, both of you dodging the blows the withers were giving out to anyone in their way. You had made it a top of the building Technoblade was before. You felt like your lungs had no air in them, from the running and and seeing Tommy desperately trying to fight a wither above him, Tubbo shooting arrows next to Quackity and the withers making Wilbur's explosion bigger than it was.

Technoblade started laughing at the destruction and the screams of the people below. You knew Technoblade was a dangerous man, he killed and did it for his own reasons that you didnt argue against. He had told you that he will tell you one day, but this wasnt that day. You didn't want to hear anything from him, you had lost everything.

"I fucking hate you." You breathed out in disbelief at the destruction below.

"Please dont say that." Techno rolled his eyes.

"You're not telling the truth-"

"MY LIFE IS GONE TECHNO! I- My home is gone! Wilbur is gone! Where do I go?!"

"Hou have me! What are you talking about? Did you just blindly follow me?! Newsflash I'm not Wilbur, Im not Schlatt! Im my own person that dosent associate with government so might as well destroy the government physically." Techno looked back out into the chaos.

"This cant be the way!"

"Do you have another plan?!"

"If I did it wouldn't have mattered." You said calming down, but still angry.

"Should've said something sooner." Techno said while walking away from the edge of the building and away from you.

"Again, it wouldn't have mattered." You said as a final statement before he walked away.

You didnt know where he was going nor did you care at this point. You retreated for now and found yourself back in Pogtopia. Going down into the decorated cave and reminiscing on times shared. The moments where Tommy was messing with Wilbur, when Tubbo immediately relaxed when he found himself around Pogtopia and he could be himself, when Techno and you had extremely deep talks in the potato farm.

You ended up going back to your home later that night trying to clear your mind and trying to know where to go next. The next morning your feet had a mind of its own that morning because you ended up at Tommy's house. You had knocked on his door and he swung it opened it with his widened eyes not expecting you to be there. He was bandaged up more than usual, he had scars on his hands and face too. It was a sad sight for you.

"Y/N?! What are you doing here!? I didn't-"

You cut Tommy off by hugging him and trying not to cry at the sight.

"Im so sorry Tommy." You said regretting everything.

"Im sorry I hurt you."

"Hey calm down. I forgive you, but it's gonna be hard ya know?" Tommy explained as you let him go sniffling.

"I understand, you shouldn't feel obligated to forgive me I know its going to be hard to help them grow even though I betrayed them." You slightly laughed and Tommy smiled.

You felt accomplished that day. You hung out with Tommy the whole day, then found Tubbo as well. They both accepted you but slowly but surely were going to forgive you. You hated that they were in pain but they knew you were in pain as well. Later that day you sat down with the both of them and wrote letters to everyone wanting to reconnect again. The two had said they would help deliver the letters while you delivered some too.

The day turned into night and you and Tubbo were currently walking around doing nothing in particular. Tommy had headed home as you promised to visit him tomorrow. You and Tubbo both ended up on the topic of Phil. Silence fell upon you two, you didn't know what to say about that. You didn't know Phil that well, but he seemed regretful. Wilbur's death became a touchy subject between you two. Tubbo then asked you about Technoblade and you had no answer to that either.

Technoblade left without telling you anything at first you didnt care, but now you are slightly regretting having that stupid fight. Days continued to go on and your regret became more apparent each and every day. You had reconnected with former L'Manburg members and asked for forgiveness. It was a slow process but you all became closer in due time.

Technoblade and your relationship grew further apart and you noticed that. You never seen him since the final day of L'Manburg until one day.

You had visited the abandoned and long forgotton Pogtopia once more longing for the days before all Hell broke loose.

"What are you doing here?" You turned your head to see Technoblade standing not too far away from you.

"What are YOU doing here?! Where have you been?" You exclaimed not knowing whether to run to him or stand still.

"Well im used to being left alone. It's not that hard you should try it sometimes."

"Last thing I remember was you walking away."

"Last thing I remember was you yelling at me and telling me that you fucking hated me." Techno said matching your tone.

"I was in a bad place at that moment." You tried to justify your actions when in reality you couldn't.

"Weren't you all!"

"What's that supposed to mean?" You said getting defensive.

"I mean all of you L'Manburgians. You all were going through something. That something was the death of your leader and the inevitable death if your country. You apparently never let go of that side, L'Manburg is still with you somehow." Techno explained to you.

He always read you like an open book. You still never let go of L'Manburg and thats why you went back and left your and Technoblade's relationship behind. Yes that was your fault, but you can try and reconnect, try to build trust again.

"Can't I be with them and you at the same time?" You asked, while your confidence left your body.

"NO! WHAT?! Why would you say that?! Have you been listening to me?!"

"I have! You-"

"No you clearly fucking havent! They are feeding into the very thing they sought to destroy! History is repeating and you going back is only encouraging it! Soon enough the new "L'Manburg" will fall time and time again!" Technoblade yelled clearly fed up with the conversation.

"Technoblade. I wanted to make ammends with you! I wanted to be on your side again!" You pleaded.

"Apparently not because you keep runnning to L'Manburg!"

You were getting desperate, it felt like everything was lost again. Why did you have to chose between anti-government and pro-government. You didnt have to, you just needed your friendship that was torn apart glued back together. The need to rekindle the friendship between you and Technoblade began to exceed everything else and continued to cloud your mind.

"One more chance please?!"

"You're being greedy." Techno taunted.

"Techno listen! I-"

"I am listening." He interrupted you on purpose.

"Seriously I wanted to rekindle our friendship so please just let me do this!" You pleaded.

"That's not going to be happening anytime soon. You know Im usually the one being left, but now that I see you like this I now understand why people leave others." He laughed.

You stayed silent and that gave him the opportunity to speak more.

"Those that have treated me with kindness, I will repay that kindness tenfold. And those that treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends. I shall pay that injustice a thousand times over."

Another speech he would use another time. Your gaze was set on the stone ground beneath you. You couldn't face him and you knew he was talking about you. You weren't going to get the happy ending you always dreamt of. You were always aware of falling out of friendships but you never knew that one of your falling friendships would hurt this badly.

"All that time ago, you're right, you were right. You are useless."

"I dont need you anymore." Technoblade continued and ascended up the stairs to leave. He left you alone down in Pogtopia, it was hard.

"I came here to get actual shit done, but it turns out I couldn't." You heard Technoblade mumble upstairs before you were for sure he left.

You were left in the once lively underground community of Pogtopia. It was quiet and still now with the only thing was a small cool whispering of the wind.

You had your family, slowly but surely it was coming together but now everything seemed more broken than ever. Unbeknownst to you everything would get worse.

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