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thedeepdarkarchives · 2 years

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spring rot <3

characters included :: c!george

word count :: 1,473

request? :: by a friend on discord !! this is 4 u bbg

cw? :: y/n death, breakdowns?, funerals

summary :: c!george react to y/n's death. angst ensues, but you get a happy ending, kind of.

y/n :: gn!y/n, they/them used, no specific appearance

note :: ha! you thought youd get all of them. nope! ill do the rest when i get the motivation though, because i'm just so cool❤️ i don't really like how the end turned out, but it's four in the morning so yeah <3 it's also rather short, but it's not meant to be long, it's just a quick little thing so <33

sure, you two werent the closest in the smp, but you were still friends! you'd help him with mundane tasks, and join him for walks in kinoko! you even helped build his cute little cottage.

george hasn't seen you around lately. he blames his vast sleep schedule, but he's starting to get concerned. he asks around, karl hasn't seen them either. neither has sapnap. or anybody else.

so, he decides not to sleep for a while. maybe you'd visit when he was sleeping, but he wouldn't know, and he couldnt miss that chance. he missed you. xd kept trying to lure him back to his fluffy bed, with an obtuse amount of pillows. he'd give anything just to cuddle with you again. he's starting to get headaches, face pressed with concern as the day continues on. still, no sign of you.

until his eyes are half lidded, sight beginning to blur, it's like he's yawning every few minutes. he sits on the edge of his bed, and finally succumbs to xd's wishes. it's been two days, and the god seems to get more persuasive by the minute. just a small nap wouldn't hurt.. it's only around 1, anyway, and he'll probably wake up in an hour. probably. he waves xd off and finds comfort under all of his blankets. as he drifts off, he clings to a large, fluffy pillow. it was like you were back here again. oh, what he'd give for it to be the real thing..

he wakes up with a yawn, stretching his back, and picks up his goggles, lazily putting them on. he finds sapnap standing at the edge of his bed. he seems worried. he doesn't have anything that can tell the time, but he went to sleep early in the afternoon and now he can see it's nearing the middle of the day. sapnaps posture was different. less casual more,,not casual. his brain was still catching up to speed, not unlike an updating computer, but he knew his friend. his childhood friend. he knows how to spot signs of stress and how sapnap scrunches his face up when he's sad, and how he scratches his wrists when he's hiding something. george has always been the analytical type, and he can clearly see something is wrong.

george feels a bit.. unprofessional, still bunched up with his blankets and pillows galore, cushion resting on his lap as he sits up. he gives an awkward cough, eyebrows furrowed and stands up, yawning once more. he rubs his eye, and brushes down his crinkled clothes, before looking at sapnap. he's never been the most affectionate person, but sap looks so nervous, and he knows how much he likes physical contact. he just really wants to give him a hug. push him down into the nest of pillows and let him relax. gods, how long has it been since anyone's been relaxed in this server?

sapnap shuffles in his place.

"so, we've uh. we've found y/n,"

he's silent. george can feel the oncoming bad news, a dark, heavy weight on the blaze's shoulders. his stomach twists, and a frown sets deep on his face. oh no. his mind is already racing - long forgetting the slow overcast set by his nap - thinking of all the possibilities. did you get stuck someplace? could you be.. no. of course not. you were far too smart. you knew how to handle yourself. dread weighs on his stomach, eyes squinted. he has to stop thinking of the worst possible things.

"and?"

he shouldn't've asked. he should've just lived in blissfull ignorance. he doesn't know if he could live without the answer, but he knows that he lives very painfully with it. a wave of apathy crashes over him. no. no. this is all a trick. someone is playing a trick. this isn't real. he must be dreaming again. he must be. this isn't real. real funny, xd. this is all a sick joke. you.. you, so unbashfully you. so handsome, and funny, and caring, and nice, and kind and smartandrealandhelpfulandandand-

"george? george.."

oh. he feels so embarrassed. he just broke down, falling to his knees. the grass was soft. he cant focus on anything. oh gods, he was infront of his friend. he must look so weak. he wasnt supposed to show weakness. he was a king, for gods sake. he feels his face heat up. he can only focus on the grass. he puts his hands on it, feeling it sway, before gripping. his knuckles turn white. he cant cry. not infront of sapnap. fuck, people were supposed to look up to him. how can people do that when he's an utter mess. he's pathetic. he just wants this to end. he wants to wake up, realise this was nothing more than a nightmare. he wants to find y/n, oh, y/n, and they can fool around. they can be friends, and build houses and -. why cant he wake up. a sob wracks his body, a loud, pityful sob. he doesn't know why he's so emotional. you werent even that close. but. he's drawn back to starry nights, laying on the grass, talking without a care in the world. one of the only times he's felt.. free, since all the wars and whatnot started. he's brought back to little trips into flower fields, listening to you about your favourite flowers, orchids, and all the symbolism n whatnot. he remembers every time you let him vent his frustrations without judgement. he remembers every time he comforted you. he remembers the little things, like how you were adamant that he was the best king, how you'd constantly bombard him with compliments. how you helped him. he feels sapnap kneel next to him. his ears are ringing and his eyes are squeezed tightly shut.

why can't he wake up?

the funeral is today. he wears all black. he holds his crown in his hands, fidgeting with it every so often. his eyes are puffy and red, with tear tracks running down his face from nights of endless crying, begging to just wake up- but, he thinks, he can't deny it forever. he planned this funeral. you deserve the best. it's extravagant and wonderful. there are orchids strung up and planted everywhere. he wears an orchid in his blazer pocket. he wipes an eye with the palm of his hand. he hasn't cried. he can't cry. he's just.. there. he doesn't understand, he cant understand. but you're dead, and he mourns. he mourns for the missed memories. he mourns for the time he's wasted. he speaks a few words about you. his voice is brittle and wobbly, like a loud noise could break him. he speaks of how wonderful you were. how you brightened the darkest of days, how you were always there. now you are not. now you are in a casket. sapnap is there to comfort him. sapnap cries. he cries for george, he cries for you. george feels a twinge of jealousy. why cant he cry? georges grip tightens on sapnaps shirt. it's all replaced with sadness. he cannot cry. sapnap comforts him. he can move on. he leaves his crown on the casket, along with a single orchid. he says his goodbyes. he leaves. it's a sunny day, unfitting the happenstance. though, you wouldve liked it. you always liked clear skies. he feels that rain wouldve made him feel better. you deserve the rain. you deserve the dramatics. you deserve more.

he is asleep. you look at him with a soft smile. he deserves sleep. he hasnt slept in much too long. although, you cannot find it within yourself to blame him. a thumb strokes his cheek. he's so peaceful, while sleeping. it always has been his escape. you are laying beneath him, listening to the leaves, the wing whistling, georges steady heartbeat. it's relaxing. everyone needs to relax. gods, you think, how long has it been since anyone's been relaxed in this server?

your hand cards through his hair. you place a small kiss on his head. it's cold, your touch, yet he leans into it. you stay still, for a moment. you whisper little things to him, recalling your adventures, good memories to him.

george wakes up, content for the first time in a few days. a palm goes up to his forehead. theres an unusual cold spot. he shrugs it off, but smiles. he does not know why. he lies there and cuddles his pillow for a while longer, before going on with his day. sapnap seems pleased that george is starting to be himself more, but george laughs it off. he and sapnap go to the flower field that day. it was a wonderful time. you smile and chuckle while the two play fight.

maybe, you think, it's time they get a break.

#warden🔕#wardens writing #mcyt x y/n #georgenotfound x reader

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thedeepdarkarchives · 2 years

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𝙷𝙰𝙻𝙻𝙾 ! 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚆𝙴𝙻𝙲𝙾𝙼𝙴 𝚃𝙾 𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝙰𝚁𝙲𝙷𝙸𝚅𝙴𝚂 :^}

𝚆𝙷𝙾 𝙰𝙼 𝙸 ?

welcome welcome ! i am warden, i use he/dim/skulk/catalyst/it, am queer, and i really like to write, draw and talk !! mcyt is helping me get back into writing so i’ll be writing pretty much exclusively for that, but it can change depending on my interests :^}

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻 𝙸 𝚆𝚁𝙸𝚃𝙴 ?

i will be writing for Dream SMP, Origin SMP, Hermitcraft, and maybe Empires. for Dream SMP i will write both cc! and c!, and i will only write platonic for the minors of the server and phil ! i can write x reader, or x oc if you give me the information about your oc in the ask.

i will write fanfiction, drabbles, imagines, headcanons, reactions, etc etc. i can write fluff, angst and smut (no smut for the minors + phil) as well as mixtures, just pretty much whatever you ask i can probably do !

i do have a job, and am applying to college, so i may not be online 24/7 but i will make an attempt to be responsive as much as possible <3

𝚁𝙴𝚀𝚄𝙴𝚂𝚃𝚂/𝙰𝚂𝙺𝚂 ?

what i will/can do:

fanfic/headcanons/drabbles/imagines about songs

x hybrid!reader

x male!reader

x gn!reader (this will be what is written if not specified)

x nb!reader, xenogender!reader, reader who uses neopronouns

readers with accents, origins, etc etc

fem!male!reader, femboy readers

most kinks

interact with anons !

dom!reader, sub!reader, switch!reader etc

mc au’s !

planned dubcon

gore (everything i write that can trigger, i will put the tws at the beginning!)

child!reader (only platonic)

what i wont/cant do:

scat kink, piss kink, noncon/dubcon, feet fetish

romance/smut with minors

romantic minor!reader x adult!cc/c (and vice versa)

𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂 ?

when sending in an ask, dont be afraid to just talk to me ! you can ask questions, converse with me, etc ! i love interacting with people :^}

also ! do not be scared to ask to be a certain anon with a sign off or certain name or whatever, cause i find that really cool and will love it <3

flirting/joke flirting/whatever is all cool! and my asks are always open for you to infodump or talk about brainrot, i really like to hear it !

#dream smp x reader #dream smp x y/n #dream smp x you #mcyt x reader #mcyt x oc #mcyt x y/n #mcyt imagine #navigation #warden🔕#mcyt headcanons #mcyt imagines #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft x you #hermitcraft imagines

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