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bee-dot-exe · 7 months

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Surprise, I told you that I would post it and tag you eventually, @wolfboypunzo, hope this is what you had in mind!

Last Day Of Twitchcon

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Bit of angst, it's a Dream Team but Sapnap focused hurt/comfort, so it has a sweet ending.

The second we were sure the streams had ended, the raids had gone through, and Discord was closed, the three of us headed for a more secluded area of the convention building to relax.

Before Dream and George left for the next panel. Which I wasn't invited to for whatever reason. But it's fine. I was so goddamn tired and didn't feel that great anyway.

None of us completely fell asleep, but we did let our minds and bodies relax for the next hour or so, and then we were backstage. Even though Dream has shown his face for a year now, it was still one of his first major outings, he had a right to be nervous. Of course, George and I took him through a couple grounding techniques and reassured him of his worth and impact.

Then Parker walked out.

Then Bad, Sylvee, Puffy, Dream, George, Sam, Hannah.

Then Bink, Spreen, Gia.

"I want us to take the time for the last little bit of the panel and say one nice thing about everyone else, say your favorite thing about the other people on these couches, end this with some feel good moments."

The longer they spent, the more my stomach felt a little bit like it was putting itself in a knot. It was really nice, and I was happy for everyone, they deserve it, they all deserve everything. I didn't wanna be out there.

By the end, everyone's eyes were a bit shiny, even George's, and everyone was backstage again. The ones who were on the panel stayed for some group pictures and conversed, when Dream walked over to me standing by the wall away from the crowd.

"All good, Sap?"

I nodded and lightly rubbed my eye with the back of my hand.

"Kinda tired. Kinda hungover."

He smiled sympathetically.

"Wanna head back to the hotel?"

I nodded again, so he got George, we said our see you later's, and left.

Almost as soon as we used the keycard to our room, we all made way to our designated sleeping spots.

"Been a long day, long couple days, actually."

I said while trying to sink as far into the bed as it would let me, Dream and George vehemently agreeing, maybe everything would be fine and I could forget what happened.

"You did such a good job out there, by the way. I know it was pretty nerve wracking. But you did it, and that meant a lot to the fans."

Maybe not.

"You did such a good job today, too, I know that's not easy, especially when it comes to like showing emotions, which I didn't expect."

Definitely not.

I listened to them talk about the panel for a few more minutes, before I turned my face into the pillow and exhaled heavily, apparently causing more of a disturbance than I intended, because Dream and George stopped talking.

"Hey, what's going on, does your head hurt that bad, Nick?"

Damn Dream and his big heart.

"It's fine, sorry."

"Don't worry, we can stop, want me to get you some water or something?"

George too? This wasn't fair.

"I said it's fine."

"I mean, clearly not, let me just---"

"My head isn't the problem, okay?"

I didn't mean to say that so loud. Or come off that way. Or say anything at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm just tired."

I put my head back on the pillow and tried to avoid making eye contact.

"Hey Nick?"

Guess not making eye contact wasn't an option.

"That's not all that's going on, is it?"

I shook my head slow enough for them to hopefully not notice, of course I wasn't that lucky, and they both started over the sit on the edge of my bed.

"The panel was really nice."

"Sap?"

"It was really nice and I wasn't there."

"Sap..."

"It was really nice and everyone was being really nice and you guys were saying really nice things about each other."

"Sapnap."

I looked up at that.

"Sapnap, one day I was this random kid playing Minecraft who met this other random kid playing Minecraft and the stars aligned just right or something and this kid said 'type 123 for Skype team' and that led me to one of my best friends.

And then you moved in and met Patches, and you let me do as much as I could without showing my face, which wasn't a lot, and you could've said 'no this is too much' or something, but you didn't, you stayed by my side the whole time through everything no matter what.

You have never not been by my side to encourage me or keep my anxiety at bay or stop putting up with the things I ask of you or put you through and I couldn't be more grateful to have you here."

The tears that had been pricking at the corners of my eyes after I raised my voice earlier were now small trails racing down and over my cheekbones as Dream finished speaking.

"You got on a plane the second you heard that I wasn't feeling the greatest emotionally even though it scares you.

You picked me up from the airport when I got to the US and were the person to greet me and help me start this new life with you and Dream.

You drive me crazy and I drive you crazy and we have fun and laugh and I can count on you for anything."

George. I think he was replaced by a clone or something. Cause he doesn't talk like this. And I was still crying. I didn't know what to say.

"Hey guys?"

"Yes?"

"I wasn't lying when I said I was tired earlier."

"Come here, dumbass."

We all laughed, Dream hugged me and laid us down together, George following behind, so we could take a a nap, and continue to do this crazy journey called life with each other.

#mcyt #dsmp #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #fanfic #creative writing

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supernovaa-remnant · 7 months

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Something important to know about my Repentance AU, I think, is that a lot of similar events to what happened in canon occurred. But, like, they happened a) removed from each other, b) at different time periods, c) before the main story of the au, and d) they had different catalysts.

repentance!dream did have a falling out w/ sapnap & george and was locked away for a while and had a spiral very similar to what happened on the dsmp, but all this happened millennia ago in his pre-godhood/early godhood days. and, obviously it's not the same because not all of the key players in the dsmp were there for repentance!dream's arc, but it had a similar outcome despite different catalysts. so, he's very similar to c!dream, but it's also important to remember that it has been a very long time since these events happened, so he's also different.

as for repentance!wilbur, his events happened more recently. like, basically his whole "leaving to utah" thing was him running away to the middle of an ancient forest and stumbling across an old temple. he had a similar arc to the l'manburg and manburg/pogtopia arc c!wilbur had, but he didn't actually die afterwards. or, if he did, he wasn't dead as long. and he never also didn't really reconcile with anyone before running away.. so he's very similar to c!wilbur, but he's still different, y'know?

anyway, repentance!wilbur is, unfortunately, very, very good at feeding into some of repentance!dream's unhealthy habits from his dark past. but, repentance!dream has also had years to grow and try to change. and even though these sorts of things aren't linear and he does slip up, he's trying his best, and ultimately the outcome between these two will be good.

It's also interesting/important to note that, although as characters they're very similar to their canon counterparts, their stories are removed from each other's until they meet in the temple. they have a different history. they have a better history.

anyway, my last snippet of this au that I posted this morning takes place during one of wilbur's worst breakdowns, and the two of them got kind of locked in this destructive cycle where they were feeding into each other's bad habits. but after a while dream takes a step back and leaves. he comes back again, of course, but he tries to be better when he comes back.

so, as it is currently, this au is, like, a part of wilbur wants to be better but another part of him doesn't want to change or thinks he doesn't deserve to change, but he's also selfish and wants dream anyway. and dream is trying to help wilbur because dream knows what it means to have a dark past, and dream also really really cares about wilbur, but at the same time he has to stop himself from slipping back into old, destructive habits that wilbur enables.

uh, ao3 tag it gets worse before it gets better I guess. except the getting better is far from perfect, but it works for them. and that's really all that matters, I think.

#this au is really jumbled right now #because I intended for this relationship to be healthier #but then the characters didn't do what I wanted I guess #so now I'm adjusting lmao #repentance au #madduo #cdreambur

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fullmoonraven · 1 year

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"Local Lava Demon "WraithInnit", formerly known as TommyInnit, refuses to stop snogging candles; We have no clear explanation for why he continues to make out with candles, but the current running hypothesis is that he is somehow attracted to their flame. More on this subject later tonight at 6." Basically, my take on a ghostinnit that is far more wrathful and animalistic than aliveinnit had been! Cause mans deserves it, tbh Let the boy go feral

Lore and explanation under the cut!

In this fragment of an au, Tommy had been a mere two months into his exile at Logstedshire before he grew sick of it. Sick of the isolation, the hunger, sick of Dream and his stupid attempts to chain and train him like some blinded mutt.

The breaking point had been when Dream took his flight feathers.

His wings, small yet strong dandelion yellow puffs, were hardly useful for anything more than gliding- but if he caught the right current, he could stay airborne with little less than a occasional flap. Upon finding this out, Dream had held him down, ignoring his kicking, his screaming, and had taken shears to his largest feathers, cutting them away and grounding him with snip snip snips.

He’d left immediately after, leaving Tommy on the ground, still curled around what used to be his one untouched form of happiness.

The next day, Dream had returned, all sunshine and smiles, had brought a blanket and bread. Forced Tommy to take them, calling him ungrateful and a drama queen and manipulative, saying he’s just trying to make him feel bad for helping. After all, Tommy could’ve gotten hurt, could’ve fallen right to the ground and gone splat! But here he is, acting like a child, like it’s the end of the world because he got what was basically a haircut. It didn’t even hurt! Dream could’ve made it hurt, could’ve cut too short on purpose, but he didn’t! So what’s the big deal?

The day after that, Dream doesn’t show up. But the day after that blissful silence, he, Sapnap, and Ghostbur arrived, the ghost dead (hah) set on trying to decorate for the winter, and showing Tommy the tree back in L’manburg.

Tommy doesn’t want to go. Dream makes him. Drags him all the way through the Nether, up to the portal, before all of a sudden ‘remembering’ that Tommy’s banned. He could practically see the grin on Dream’s face when he offers to go through and get pictures in Tommy’s place, and within a minute, the three are gone, through the portal to L’manburg. And Tommy...

Tommy seethes.

The bastard Knew what he was doing, what he continues to do. And yet no one will see, will stand up to him, will stop him and make him pay.

With those thoughts burning behind his tongue, Tommy steps off the edge of the path, wings uselessly limp behind him, and falls, straight down into the lava ocean below.

As the last char of the boy’s body fades into nothingness, soulfire eyes snap open, brimstone claws unfurl, and a heart of hate pumps liquid fire through gold veins.

Ba-bump. Ba-bump. Ba-bump.

-=-=-=-

Tommyinnit died with a heart full of loathing, for all those who stood by and watched and did nothing to help, and hatred, reserved solely for Dream.

If Ghostbur is Wilbur’s lost happiness, then Wraithinnit is Tommy’s suffocated rage. He remembers every moment he’d just wanted to kick, to scream, to cry, but hadn’t, had pushed it down for it’d just get him hurt more if he did. He remembers every moment his feelings had been dismissed and trivialized and turned against him.

With those memories, fueled by rage, Wraithinnit hunts for Dream, dead set on killing the man who had caused him so much pain.

Sometimes, he will burn himself out, and glimpses of the old Tommy will shine through, playful and mischievous, but all the same far more animalistic than a Player should ever be, and quick to fly back into a rage if reminded of the very things that had formed him.

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Hope you like him! Feel free to use him in your own aus or stories, I’d just really like to be tagged or something- I love seeing what others create!

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sansxfuckyou · 10 months

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Again, and again, and again

Summary: Sapnap gets given a chance to do things right- he grasps that chance like a lifeline.

Warnings: check Ao3 port for full tags

Authors Note: I fucking did it, all seven days of SNF week written at record speed, I think I'm gonna have a writing crash now, get some well earned rest for my wrists and finger joints. I'll probably try and get out some fluffy crack for the bonus day because sometimes that's what the world needs. @sobredunia I swear I'm taking a break but I want you to look at this anyways cause I'm proud of it. Anyways! If you enjoyed maybe considering leaving a reblog, or checking out the Ao3 port, drop a kudos or comment over there.

"I want a second chance," Sapnap said, forcing his voice calm, the world felt so small around him as the it collapsed in on itself. Eyes trained on Georges form, looking for the smallest give, the faintest sign, any tell of an answer.

All George does is speak, everything else static aside from his voice, "And what makes you think you deserve it?"

"I miss you, I know we're friends still, and that's great! I swear it's amazing that we still hang out all the time," Sapnap explained, his semblance of confidence was starting to fall apart, "But, there's the whole, how do I put this-"

"You miss the sex?" George asked bluntly, relishing in the red that shot to Sapnaps face at the accusation, at the way it short circuited his friends brain.

"Well, yeah, obviously George, but other stuff too," Sapnap said, George stays silent, giving a small gesture to continue, tilting his head and lowering it down again in an instant. Sapnap couldn't help the way hands came to fidget at the hem of his hoodie, mottled gray fabric coming undone at the edges where he rested his hands to tug at it so often, "I just, George I miss all of it."

"None of those are reasons for you to deserve it, that's just whiny begging. Besides, you dumped me first, you're lucky I'm even hearing you out," George said, his voice was too calm. And too cold, icicles sharp as knives thrusting themselves into Sapnaps chest.

Sapnap paused, what was he even supposed to say to crack someone like George. He tapped the tip of his shoe on the ground, raking through his head for words, "Because I was an idiot and I'm not anymore...?"

George rolled his eyes, "I guess that's close enough, but it's been a year, so don't expect instant chemistry all over again," He stepped down from his front door as he spoke, the golden glow from inside silhouetting his form and casting a stretched out shadow.

Sapnap nodded, "I know, thanks."

"Just don't fuck it up this time, cause I won't be ready to hear out a pathetic third times the charm speech," George said, an essence of a smirk on his face as he spoke. He leaned in and placed a kiss to Sapnaps cheek, he tried to push down the urge to do it again.

"I figured as much," Sapnap said, so very, very tempted to return the gesture. Instead all he did was yank George into a short hug, he was shrugged off rather fast, "I love you."

George stayed silent.

Oh, oh did he already mess it up? Too soon? Yeah, he definitely dropped the L word just a little bit too soon. Anything would be better for his sense of dignity right now than stumbling over an apology he can't even picture in his head.

"I love you too idiot," George said, voice just a little bit quieter than before.

-/-/-/-

Sapnap finds himself at Georges door once more, knocking and waiting patiently for his date to arrive. George swung open the door, wearing something just a little bit more refined than usual. And he brushed his hair, it rested differently than it usually did, not by much, but just enough to tell.

"Hi," Sapnap managed just barely.

"Hi," George echoed back in a similar tone.

Sapnap clasped his hands together, "Any place in specific you were thinking of, or?"

George shrugged as he stepped down, following Sapnap down the sidewalk, "Wherever is fine with me, we could go get something from that fancy place you love so much."

"On a first date?" Sapnap asked, he sounded somewhat astonished, but the astonishment rested more in the fact he wasn't sure he grabbed enough pocket change, having left his card at home where Dream was faithfully watching over it.

"Can you really call it a first date?" George asked, "We've gone on a first date before Sap."

"Right," Sapnap begins, "On our first date 2.0?"

George nearly laughs at the concept, "Yes Sapnap, on our first date 2.0 I wanna go somewhere nice and get good food instead of getting something from a Burger King."

"I wasn't gonna take you to a Burger King, I have class," Sapnap said, traffic was already starting to filter into their path downtown. It was always busy downtown, but it felt calmer with someone to talk too.

"Then where were you gonna take me?" George asked, quirking a brow as he spoke.

Sapnap brushed his hand against Georges as he spoke, a silent invitation, "So there's this pizza place that opened up a couple months that me and Dream eat at every now and then, it's pretty good."

"Not really feeling pizza tonight, feeling fish and chips honestly," George said, "I miss Britain as of late."

"There's this place that does great fish 'n chips nearby actually," Sapnap said, diverting away from the planned path, "It's sort of a food truck, but they've been stationary for a while now."

"Every single restaurant ever sells fish and chips Sapnap," George said, he grabbed hold of Sapnaps hand and gave a gentle tug, "We don't have to go all the way to a food truck for one meal."

"What's the fun in getting all sorts of cheap, crappy food when we could go find a place that only makes one kind and does it really good?" Sapnap asked, he sounded somewhat genuine as he spoke.

George paused, "C'mon man, we don't have to get super good food, we never got good food on our dates."

"I was an idiot," Sapnap said, he sounded a bit stern, mostly to scold himself, "I didn't realize that I should cough up some cash for you, besides, you're homesick, a good meal should cure that."

"Fish and chips sound great," George said, crumbling a bit under the pretense that Sapnap wanted to do something nice, not just because he thought it was the right thing. It was the catalyst for the initial cannibalization of their first relationship, eating itself from the inside out, "Thanks."

Sapnap gave a warm smile, melting the frost of Georges hesitation with ease. He laced their fingers together carefully, "It's our first date 2.0, I'm gonna do it right this time."

"Yeah, cause last time you totally messed it up," George said with a somewhat teasing tone.

"I did! I bought us some Burger King, kissed you, and called it a day," Sapnap stated as they came to a pleasant halt at a crosswalk, "I totally fucked it up."

"I thought it was charming, very American," George said.

Sapnap gave a tentative glance to George, "And look where that got us, I was being an idiot and then I broke our relationship."

George squeezed Sapnaps hand a little tighter, "If you start being an idiot again I'll tell you right away, promise."

"Thanks," Sapnap said, a little bit quieter than before.

The street light shifted colors and they took their way through the intersection. Silence was there but it was a comfortable silence, a brief pause compared to gaping silences that once brought more pain than reprieve. One more corner and they were at the food truck, the all too familiar scent had George feeling twisted inside. Not only had he failed to realize he was starving, craving a food of any sort, but it smelt like home. The scent of grease and fish, crisping potatoes and a hearty sprinkling of lemon, that was his home in a meal and he missed it more than he thought he did.

"You good?" Sapnap asked, George nodded.

"'M fine, can I have two fillets?" George asked quietly, reading over the menu briefly.

"Totally," Sapnap said, fishing into his pocket to pull out a fifty dollar bill, the worker perked up and made her way over.

"Sorry for the delay," She said, she sounded spent, overworked.

"It's fine," George said, "We can wait."

She gave a small sigh of relief, "I'll take your order but I'm not sure how fast I can get it done, I'm sort of slammed at the moment."

"Then we'd like three fillets," Sapnap said, placing down the bill on the counter. She hesitantly took it and opened the register, unsure if she had the right bills to exchange, "Don't worry about the change."

"Alright," She jotted down the order on a slip of paper, "You two are number four, I'll call your number when it's ready."

"We'll be listening," Sapnap said before leading George over to one of the few picnic tables, people sat at other ones, waiting for their meal or already indulging.

George sat down across from Sapnap, drumming his hands along the wood.

He gave a small sigh before speaking, "Is it any good?"

"The fish?" Sapnap asked before he could stop himself, it was a stupid question, of course he meant the fish, what else could he mean?

George shot Sapnap a look, "Yes, the fish, is it any good?"

Sapnap nodded, "Totally, I'm always searching for this place, this is the longest it's been in one spot for actually."

George gave a hum, "It smells good."

"Wait until you taste it," Sapnap said, there was a tense pause, "Am I, am I doing this first date thing right?"

The question sucker punches George, "Of course you are, completely different from how you did last time, but you're still doing it right," He briefly thought over his words, "Can you even do a first date properly?"

Sapnap shrugged, "Probably, I bet theres like, books on it."

"I mean, Minecraft didn't have a tutorial but you got good at it, tutorials are for losers," George said, scraping the back end of his nail against partially chipping paint. Picnic tables have been in this town longer than he has, he wonders if he has much use as a picnic table. A conduit to make someone smile, a place people can go to let go and breath for a minute.

Sapnap paused, "Alright, good point, I still feel like I'm fucking it up."

"Would a kiss make it better?" George asked, almost teasingly, shifting the way he held his syllables like he was talking to a child.

Sapnap nodded, "Yeah," He leaned over the table a little bit, "A kiss would totally make it better."

George smirks a bit, "I mean, it's barely been one date-"

"Please," He cuts off George without even thinking, it garners a raised brow, and he does it again, "Please, give me, a kiss. Please."

"I was gonna give you one anyways Sap," George stated calmly before leaning in and gently pressing a kiss to Sapnaps lips, a muted warmth washed over the latter and he liked it just a bit too much.

"Sure you were," Sapnap answered with.

"I really was," George said, "I promise."

Sapnap had to refrain from rolling his eyes, he gave a sarcastic hum.

George placed a hand on top of Sapnaps, he didn't do much more than that. It was just a quiet calm of contact, calluses resting against the back of Sapnaps hand the way they did before. Sapnap let his gaze rest on George, he looked so soft, the sharpness he held dulled just a bit. To anyone else he'd still look sharp enough to verbally cut someone in half, but to Sapnap, to Sapnap the contrast was immeasurable.

"Number four!"

"I," Sapnap began quietly, "I'm gonna go get our food."

"Don't be long," George said, lifting his hand up before Sapnap left.

It was only a brief distance, but returning with a small basket of fish balanced in each hand made it feel like longer. He placed one down in front of George who barely waited until Sapnap had sat down to start eating. It tasted like home, the flaky tenderness and the smoothness of the tartar sauce, that was home to George.

"Is it good?" Sapnap asked between a bite of fry and fish, he had grabbed a squirt of ketchup before returning, sauce resting in a small metal container.

George nodded, "It's delicious, we're definitely coming here again."

Sapnap barely catches the faintest tightness at the mere idea of again, at going on a light dinner date with George once more. He forgot how nice it was, just him, his partner, and the sky turning from blue to orange. Even with the quiet murmur of people talking and the rumble of cars driving past it felt like it was just them.

"Helping out your homesickness?" Sapnap asked carefully, breaking a chunk of fish off and dipping it into the small bowl of tartar sauce.

"A lot, thanks for bringing us here," George said, reaching over to dip a fry in Sapnaps ketchup container, he gives an offended 'Hey!' before returning the favor.

Sapnap stays silent for a moment, reaching out to lay his hand atop Georges. He gets no recoil from the action, but he's sure his hand is sweaty, and burning hot. He retracts his hand before George could make a comment about his current state of being flustered and smitten.

When George finishes his fish, saying thanks once more, Sapnap calls a taxi while George scrapes the scrapped remains into the trash. He returns the sauce tins as the sign instructed, the plastic baskets join the crumbs in the trash. Then he's at Sapnaps side again, he leans into the shorter who leans back to counter the balance shift.

"Sapnap," George begins.

"Yeah?" Sapnap asked.

The Brit glances up to the sky, the shade had already begun to darken, "You're gonna be able to walk back to your place in time right?"

"Like, before it gets dark out?" Sapnap asked, he followed Georges gaze to the darkening sky.

"Yeah, I don't want you getting lost or something, raccoon attack or whatever," George explained, "If you died of a raccoon attack I would laugh at your funeral."

"I mean, I would laugh at yours if you died stupidly," Sapnap said bluntly.

George gave a hum, "If you laughed at my funeral I'd haunt you, make sure I'm always in the corner of your eye."

"I'd always be thinking of you either way," Sapnap said, the familiar sight of a taxi car came into view. It slowed to a rolling halt beside George and Sapnap who pulled open the back door and slid in.

George takes the window seat, Sapnap sits in the middles just to lean into him a little bit. George leans back, Sapnap leans harder, it reaches a point where they're just pushing against each other, a truly fruitless endeavor. It passes the small pocket of time though, it simply disappears in their game of shoving.

George stumbles out first, Sapnap follows, handing over the bills to the driver and following George to the steps.

"Considering we only went to a food truck I'd say that was a success," Sapnap said, George gave a small smile, faint, barely visible.

"Yeah, for a second first date, never thought I'd say that, it was pretty fun," George said, he gently wrapped his arms around Sapnap who easily returned the gesture.

"And just think, its only the first in a series of second first times," Sapnap said as George pulled away.

George rolled his eyes a little bit, "Good night Sapnap."

"See you probably tomorrow," Sapnap said, watching carefully as the door opened and closed, and George was out of his sight.

Even with the chill descending into the evening air he still felt sort of warm and fuzzy all over.

-/-/-/-

Every day that they did something together, something as a couple, Sapnap couldn't sleep the following night. It didn't matter how simple or interpretive it was, he knew they were doing it as a couple, so did George. And that's why it made his heart flutter no matter how mundane it was, he can't believe he was so dumb even one year ago, to let go willingly.

He doesn't get this invasive heat coiling across his nerves when he's with anyone else. He doesn't feel his heart rate spike, akin to that of a rabbit, when he's with anyone else. Not even Karl, his momentary rebound, made him feel as light and airy as George does. He can't even pinpoint the exact words, but it puts him on cloud nine, and all he can do is nod along and try not to be to much of the same idiot that sabotaged his chances the last time.

"Hey, Sapnap," Dream began, leaning over his best friend who was lazing across the couch.

"Yeah?" Sapnap asked, he sounded distant, drifting out to a sea of thought.

"Me and Wilbur were wondering if you and George wanted to double date with us," Dream said, drawing out his syllables in an attempt to grab Sapnaps attention, "Do you guys want too?"

Sapnap shrugged, "Ask George- don't know if we're solid enough to double date."

"You guys have been on like, a bazillion dates Sapnap," Dream said.

"Seven," Sapnap corrected before he could stop himself.

Dream gave a groan of annoyance as he stepped back, "Seven, you've been on seven dates, you should ask George if he wants to try a double date."

Sapnap simply rolls over, sliding off the couch and pulling himself to his feet. He stretches his arms over his head briefly, "Maybe, maybe not."

"Dude, just pick up your phone and call him," Dream said, he almost sounded desperate.

Sapnap gave a hum, reaching into his pocket and sending George a text, "Happy?" He looked at Dream as he spoke the words, trying to do the thing that George does, a halfhearted glare that drills holes into someone.

"Now I am," Dream said, he slumped back onto the couch.

"My spot!" Sapnap practically exclaimed, the entirety of the couch taken up by his friend.

"My spot now," Dream answered with, "Let me know when George responds."

Sapnap has to refrain from parroting Dreams words back in a mocking manner, instead he pivots on his heel and makes his leave. His leave doesn't take him very far though, only too the kitchen where he finds himself pouring a glass of juice. It's a mixed blend, one of those types with the exotic fruits and an apple base. Dream insisted on buying it nearly a month ago, and he hated it, Sapnap tolerated it.

He sipped away at the odd mixture of tang and sweetness resting in his mouth. A vibration shoots through his thigh where his phone rested, he's quick to place down the glass and grab his phone. He feels a slight wave of relief wash over him at the answer to his question about double dating with Wilbur and Dream.

"George said no!" Sapnap shouted through the empty door frames.

"Just no?!" Dream shouted back.

Sapnap watches as another text bubble pops up on his screen, "He says maybe next week!"

Dream is trudging into the kitchen, he leans against the counter, "Wil has a gig next week."

Sapnap gives a hum of amusement, a small one that could almost substitute as a laugh, "Sucks for you."

"I'm gonna bring this up again later Sapnap," Dream said.

"Answers gonna be the same Dream," Sapnap answered with, eyes trained on the typing bubble.

Dream swung open the fridge door, "Not every single time," He pulled out a can of orange crush and popped it open with one fluid movement.

"You'd be shocked," Sapnap said, then the typing bubble disappeared for a full text bubble to reappear in it's place, "Hey Dream."

"Yeah bro?" Dream asked before taking a swig of his pop.

"This new movie George wants to see is playing tomorrow, could you like, drive me down?" Sapnap asked, Dream didn't respond, "I'll call a taxi back."

"Consider it done, just bring me back some Mike and Ikes," Dream stated.

"Thanks man," Sapnap answered with as he typed back a quick confirmation to George.

-/-/-/-

"You're seriously wearing that to a movie date?" Dream asked as he looked over Sapnaps outfit.

"Yeah, seriously," Sapnap answered with, straightening out his cap once more and smoothing down his T-shirt.

Dream had to refrain from sighing at the travesty that was his friends fashion sense, "Alright, hop on in."

Sapnap went to open the front passenger door, Dream glared at him, "What? I'm not allowed to sit in the front seat?"

"Of my car?" Dream asked, somewhere on his voice was venom.

Sapnap rolled his eyes as he opened the back door, "I'm not a kid Dream," He said as he took a seat and rolled down his window with the manual crank, pulling down his seat belt afterwards, "Now please hurry up."

"For someone who claims to not be a kid you sure are impatient," Dream chided as he hopped into the front seat and jammed the key into the ignition before twisting as it rumbled to life.

"I don't wanna be so late that we miss a chance to buy tickets," Sapnap said, resting his arm in the window frame.

"We won't," Dream answered with, slowly turning on the radio as he swerved through somewhat calm traffic, "Think there was an accident?"

The bluntess of the question catches Sapnap off guard, "What?"

"Streets are empty, what happened?" Dream asked, twisting his words a bit so his question would come across more clear.

Sapnap shrugged, watching street lamps and bushes drift by, "Who knows, maybe the zombie apocalypse started while we weren't looking."

"That would be so nasty," Dream said, shuddering in disgust, "Puss and blood everywhere, I think we'd see some bodies if the fall out started."

"Good point, I raise everyone went on vacation except for a few people, all on a yacht sailing away while we're stuck here in the heat," Sapnap said, he glanced over to catch Dreams expression.

"That, my friend, would suck balls, unless the cops left too, we could break in to some fancy store and get some stuff for free," Dream said, "Maybe then it'd be a little bit fun."

"Only a bit," Sapnap said, "Or, or, or, we've slipped into a different timeline where everyone evacuated this town in the wake of rabid dogs."

"That's the most bullshit one yet," Dream said, taking a broad turn.

"More bullshit than the zombie one?" Sapnap asked tentatively.

"More bullshit than the zombie one," Dream parroted back, reaching down a hand to rest at the gear shift.

Sapnap glanced out the window he was rolling up, he found George sitting on a bench outside the theater. When the car came to a complete halt he shoved open the door, "Thanks for the ride!"

"Buy me my candy!" Was what Dream answered with as he rolled out.

George perked up a bit as Sapnap walked over, he stood up and brushed down his pants. He pressed a kiss to Sapnaps cheek and a hug, a greeting of sorts, "I was starting to think you'd bailed."

"I would never, Dream wasted precious seconds getting me to sit in the backseat though," Sapnap explained, George nearly laughed at that.

He tugged Sapnap over to to the ticket booth, "He made you ride in the backseat?"

Sapnap nodded, "Yeah, I can only wonder why, he probably has something up front he doesn't want me seeing."

"Could just be a mess," George proposed, counting out the money required for the movie.

"You never know when it comes to Dream," Sapnap said wistfully as George paid for the tickets, he handed one to Sapnap.

"Truer words have never been spoken," George said, reaching out to hold Sapnaps hand, Sapnap reciprocated it like second nature.

Sapnap took a steadying breath, "So, second chance at a first movie date?"

"First movie date 2.0," George corrected.

"Yeah, first movie date 2.0, think it'll go well?" Sapnap asked.

"I suppose we'll just have to wait and see," George said, sliding in through the door into an already darkened room, previews sliding by one at a time.

The entire corridor was near empty, there was one other couple near the back.

Sapnap glanced at the rows of seats, he hesitated before asking, "How many seats do you think I can take up?"

"Three at most," George said, already able to see that this movie date was going to be eventful.

-/-/-/-

"So that was certainly a movie," Sapnap began with, George nodded.

"I've never left a theater with popcorn left over," George said, shaking the bag of popped kernels to punctuate his sentence.

"I barely had time to see how many chairs I could take up," Sapnap said, holding open the doors for George, a cold bite of frost on the night air.

"And then the last ten minutes," George said, shaking his head a little bit as he did so.

Sapnap nodded, "It was insane how they left us on a cliff hanger like that, it has to be criminal."

"Has to be," George said, he shoved his hands in his pockets as he spoke.

"You have a ride back home right?" Sapnap asked, George gave a nod.

"Yeah, Fundy said he'd drop me off at home before heading to his friends place," George said, "His shift is almost over."

"And he knows where to pick you up?" Sapnap asked.

George nodded, "I'll be fine."

"Cool, cause I gotta call a taxi," Sapnap said before pulling out his phone and dialing the number, George stayed silent as Sapnap sent through the call.

"I love you," George said bluntly, refusing to wrap the words in ribbons, plain and simple.

"I love you too," Sapnap said before George leaned in and placed a prompt kiss to Sapnaps lips, the pressure so minimal he could say a ghost was kissing him.

George held out a hand, Sapnap took it, "Even if we aren't still a thing when the third part comes out we'll still watch it together right?"

"Of course man, but if I don't fuck it up we'll still be a thing by then," Sapnap said boldly, watching the occasional car drift across the slicked street. It must've rained while they were watching the movie, a light shower, minimal puddles laced the pavement.

"We're still gonna have to wait and see whether or not you fuck it up," George said, he watched a car come into view. It was an older model, but it ran smoothly, and the pieces of visible patchwork just made it look really cool. Sapnap was staring as it rolled up right in front of them, a window came down and a fox sat inside.

"Nice ride," Sapnap managed to get out as he stared at Fundys car.

"Thanks," Fundy said as George trotted over, Sapnap followed just a bit.

"I'll see you sometime soon, promise," George said as he opened the backseat door of Fundys car.

"See you soon then," Sapnap said as he took a step back and let the two ride off, watching as his own cab came into view.

He was running on fumes really, the entire time inside of the theater was euphoric in a sense. He paid no mind to the potholes the cab driver hit as they rolled through town. He just leaned against the window and stared out at the nighttime sights to be seen. Completely empty streets, light refracting across a sheen of water, darkened store windows- maybe some things are harder to romanticize then others. When they finally arrive, he hands them a fifty when he only needed to give forty, but they don't complain as he slides out the car.

He swears theres a bit of a bounce in his step as he makes his way up the drive. He doesn't even notice Wilburs bike sitting next to Dreams car. He does notice that the door refuses to budge when he twists the handle even though Dream promised to leave it unlocked. He did have his keys on hand but instead he decides to send Dream a text. He gets a delayed response of 'back door' and he reluctantly makes his way around back to find the door propped open.

He steps inside and glances around for Dream, finding him sitting down at the kitchen table.

Sapnap takes a seat opposite of him, "How come you locked the door?"

"I'm using our room tonight," Dream said.

"Dude, that's why we bought two mattresses, cause you insisted on making the other room a shared office," Sapnap said, almost agitated, "What was I supposed to do if you were asleep?"

"Sapnap I'm using the room for sex, Wilbur dropped by unexpectedly," Dream explained, watching red rise to his friends face, "So I need you out of the house."

"Can't I sleep on the couch?" Sapnap asked.

"What the hell makes you think these walls are soundproof?" Dream asked, Sapnap buried his face in his hands.

"There isn't a single place I can stay, not a lot of hotels in walking distance take customers so late," Sapnap said, Dream leaned over to place a hand on his shoulder, Sapnap glanced up.

"Sucks for you," Dream stated bluntly, "Go sleep at your boyfriends house."

"We aren't on boyfriend terms yet, he's just my partner," Sapnap said, voice dissolving as he spoke.

Dream gave an uncaring hum as he stood up, "I don't care and you don't have any options."

"Can I at least get some clothes for the morning?" Sapnap asked, Dream made a nervous noise.

"I doubt you wanna see the state Wilburs in right now," Dream said as he pushed out his chair, "But, a pair of shorts and a hoodie are on the couch for you to use as pajamas."

"Thanks," Sapnap said as he made his way to the living room, shucking his pants off as he did so.

"Don't be back too early," Dream said as he walked past Sapnap who was tugging on a pair of basketball shorts.

"Not even gonna ask," Sapnap muttered as he tugged off his shirt and pulled on the hoodie, leaving the hat on the couch.

Dream made his way over to the front door and held it open for Sapnap who reluctantly stepped out.

"Don't touch my stuff while I'm gone," Sapnap said as Dream slowly pulled the door shut.

And then Sapnap was out in the chill of the night, except it was closer to ten, where the temperature stagnated at one he couldn't sleep in. He didn't want to call a taxi after just having called one up so late considering he was sober. So he started on his brief walk to Georges place, it was a short stroll, no more than ten minutes either way and close to flat.

It was silent out, cars lined up in driveways or parked along the curb, the golden glow of streetlamps shimmered in the minimal water. He swears his footsteps are echoing, louder and louder as he gets closer and closer to Georges home. It's just one night, he'll crash on the floor if he has to, he'll be out by ten and on his merry way home to his own couch without being much of a bother. Are his hands shaking? No, not much, they can't shake half as much when they're balled into fists and shoved into the singular pocket of his hoodie.

His eyes are trained on the ground, scanning over every crack and crevice where water gathers. His shoes are starting to show signs of wear, scuff marks at the plastic tips and laces coming undone. He taps his toes against the steps as he ascends the few stairs of Georges porch. Then he raises a hand to knock, he has a cadence to how he knocks, its about seven knocks in the pattern.

He hears faint footsteps before the door swings open, he barely manages to choke out a weak, "Hi."

"Sapnap," George began as he looked at his partner who was currently standing outside of his house in the middle of the night wearing naught but a hoodie and shorts, it was an unexpected sight, "It's ten PM what the hell are you doing outside?"

"Dream kicked me out," Sapnap said, "So I was wondering if it's time for a second chance at sleeping under the same roof?"

George moved out of the way of the door frame, "Come inside before you freeze to death idiot."

Sapnap took hesitant steps past the doorway, closing it behind him slowly, "Thanks."

"Look, I'm tired, and too lazy to blow up the air mattress, so you're sleeping on the couch," George said, gesturing to the general area where the furniture sat.

Sapnap nodded, "Cool, I'll try not to bother you."

"It's fine, but why did Dream kick you out? I thought the two of you were best friends?" George asked as Sapnap sprawled himself across the couch, one leg hanging off the side while the other knee stunted itself.

"He just wanted the house for the night, cause Wilburs over," Sapnap rolled his eyes as he spoke Wilburs name, "It's happened before, I just had time to get a hotel room."

George gave a hum of amusement, "Nice story, if you wake up before me the cereal is where its always been."

"On top of the fridge?" Sapnap asked.

"On top of the fridge," George repeated.

"And the milk?" Sapnap asked.

"If you empty the carton feel free to open the other one," George said, leaning on the back of the couch, "If you take a shower or whatever everything is in the same spot it's always been."

Sapnap nodded, "Cool."

"And if you need more blankets feel free to yank one off my bed," George said, "I probably won't notice."

"Good night George," Sapnap said.

"Night Sapnap," George echoed back, leaning in and placing a small kiss to Sapnaps forehead before taking his leave.

He left his bedroom door open instead of closing it, burying himself in swaths of blankets once more. He ended up contorted in the pile of comforters, light blankets, and the occasional piece of clothing wrapped in. The few pillows he had were askew in an effort to get comfortable once again, he was right on the cusp of falling asleep when Sapnap knocked.

And now he couldn't fall asleep again.

He just felt cold despite the amount of fabric that he was suffocating in. He didn't exactly know how he was supposed to fall asleep again when his partner was just laying on the couch with a blanket and pillow calling it a night. He stared up at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to engulf him once more in it's oozing embrace, but it didn't. He couldn't keep his eyes closed for much longer than brief counts of mere seconds.

George gave a heavy sigh as he pulled himself from his bed and made his way back to the living room. He rested against the door frame, "Are you still up?"

He gets a groan in response.

"I changed my mind about you sleeping on the couch," George said, he sounded hesitant, "If you want you can have a second chance at sharing a bed with me."

"Gimme a minute," Sapnap said, he already sounded sleepy as he sat up and slid off the couch.

"You don't have to," George said, "It's just, if you'd like, I'll be in my room."

He turned to slide back into the comfortable darkness of his room once more. Curtains hanging over windows dutifully to try and dampen the morning light. He only burrows under the first layer of blankets, resting on his side and staring at the spines of books resting on a bookshelf. He startles a bit when Sapnap drops down beside him, resting on his back and trying to give ample space.

It gets tense really fast.

"I'm not gonna bite if you touch me Sapnap," George got out quietly, edging into the warmth of an arm resting atop his middle.

Sapnap gave a hum, "I didn't wanna find out the hard way," He curls into George protectively as he speaks.

"Alright," George said, speaking softly, "Love you."

"Love you to," Sapnap managed to get out before yawning just a little bit, "I'm to tired to talk."

George gave the faintest nod, "G'night."

-/-/-/-

Sapnap woke up alone, partially covered in a mess of bed sheets, and in a dimmed room. He glanced around wearily for a clock of some sort, eight AM, he gave a groan of annoyance as he fell back onto the mattress. He trained his gaze on the ceiling, picking apart where the paint peeled and where the light cover had a crack. Then he heard faint footsteps, ah, George was already awake, he didn't decide to just take the couch instead.

He swung his legs over the edge of the bed and pulled himself up, he really didn't want to be awake. But he still made his way to the kitchen and started pouring a bowl of cereal. He sat down beside George at the kitchen table, taking a bite of rice krispies as he did so.

George nudged over a small cup of tea, "I forgot your favorite kind."

"It's fine, whatevers whatever," Sapnap got out blearily as he took a sip of the hot beverage, flavors coating his tongue comfortably, "Thanks for letting me crash."

George shrugged a bit, "It was nice, you could stay the night more often if you'd like."

"Dream would probably like that," Sapnap said, "More time to do whatever it is he does when I'm gone."

"Next time we should plan it though," George said, "Instead of you showing up on my door step cold and alone."

Sapnap nodded, "Definitely, have a home cooked dinner or takeout with a movie."

"That'd be nice," George said, he took a sip of tea, "We're like, official now, right?"

The question catches Sapnap off guard, "If you want to be, then yeah."

"SNF is go then," George said, his nonchalant nature behind the words had Sapnap pausing a bit.

"I hadn't thought of it like that," Sapnap said, George gave a small smile.

"Really? You seriously hadn't thought of the fans Sap?" George asked, placing down his mug as he spoke.

Sapnap shook his head, "Not really, I tried not to last time at least."

George gave a hum, "I did."

"Of course you did," Sapnap said, refrain from rolling his eyes.

"I'm always thinking of the next thing," George said, giving a soft smirk, "We don't have to really tell anyone."

"Thanks," Sapnap answered with.

"So, second chance at spending an entire day together?" George said, Sapnap nodded.

"Might be a lazy day," Sapnap said.

"Don't care, we could just, drink tea and watch anime," George offered, "Unless you wanna go deal with Dream."

"Anime and tea sounds good," Sapnap said, scraping the bottom of his bowl as he spoke.

"Fundys already at work, but I think he's coming back closer to four," George explained, reaching for Sapnaps mug, "Are you gonna finish that?"

"No," Sapnap said, George easily swiped away the mug, slowly sipping the beverage.

"Thanks, I'm gonna go set up Netflix," George said as he stood up, he swiveled around the table and rested his head atop Sapnaps, "Love you."

"Love you too," Sapnap echoed back, the worlds already feeling familiar in his mouth once more.

#snf week #sapnotfound #georgenap #snf #sapnap #georgenotfound #dreamwastaken #dream smp #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fic #writing #fanfic #fanfiction #fan fic #fan fiction

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riacte · 4 months

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screw it. give me your ten fanfic teams I’ll do it

Hiiii brave soldier in my inbox hiiiiiiii (also if you do end up posting whatever, please don't mention me by name lmao although I feel like some people will figure it out anyway lol)

I think SBI / Purple4 HAS to be top place. Like there's basically no contention. They changed the world. If you sort the MCC tag by kudos, the first page is basically SBI found family with some hermit Tommy / watcher Grian.

[Puts on my hermit bias lenses] (Everything other than the above is hermit / hermit adjacent I know nothing about anything else) Blue9 is second place to me (I'm biased) (they have a dedicated Ao3 tag) (there are 14 fics). Mint19 also deserves high honours because it is SOOOOO Tumblr fandom influenced like we seriously put them in maid dresses?? It became part of Renchanting lore?? Very very sexy??? Hmm????

People have been asking for Boatem team so uhh Grian Scar Impulse Pearl I guess (SORRY MUMBO). Lime Life winners. Grian's various Pride teams. I think Scott Tango Jimmy (someone) would also drive the Ranchers / FH people crazy. [Digging around dynamics with clout on twt] and uhhhh Scar Grian Joel Jimmy. Bad boys plus desert duo I think people are gonna eat it up right. Right. Is that how clout works

You know what, the hermit bias is too much. I'll pull up the stats from the MCC tag on Ao3 and. Oh. Um. [Hermit bias lenses clatter to the ground]

No Romantic Relationship(s) (64) Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson | Philza (50) Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit (45) Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF) (42) Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit (35) Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF) (26) Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza (26) Clay | Dream & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF) (23) Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo (20) Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) (19)

.... If you want stats they're here I guess. Also I'm pretty sure there was at least one Wilbur/Ace Race fic which is soooo funny to me.

Lime14 has three fics (all by me). Pink9 has six fics. I pioneered the Lime11, Purple13, and Mint19 tags (they each have one fic). Shoutout to the tag wranglers and I'm sorry I should've tagged them better 😭 aLSO I just realised they have tags for events?? Like there's 15 fics in the MCC17 tag?? Do I have to tag back everything lmao

Y'know what, regardless of cast it's actually cute that there are so many Gen fics and fics with No Romantic Relationships. We all love that found family friendship shit. And I'm sorry that this wasn't very helpful because I'm throwing spaghetti to the wall and hoping it sticks haha

#ask box #answered #im a simple blog. the biggest thing they can do is blue9 reunion [again].#looking through the tag on ao3 is fascinating tbh i love reading the summaries #it makes for a good fic setting tbh. angst. competition. fluff. winning. likeee #oh my god do i have to add back the mcc9 tag to all of my fics. help #o7 tag wranglers + im sorry

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salted-caramel-tea · 2 years

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i dont care if you don’t like dream . you are purposefully choosing to ignore the point im making because you don’t like dream which is in fact proving my point .

the mcc community has a huge issue with hate and hypocrisy so let me take a deep dive into what i mean by that and why these guys ^^^ are dumb cunts

example 1- buildmart .

“ what’s your favourite game and why is it not buildmart”

that’s all i said . it’s a joking post about the fact a lot of people complain about buildmart . let’s talk about the response to that, which if needed i will tag blogs who participated in this behaviour .

• i was being whiny and needed to get over it bc buildmart if just a game

• i was clogging the mcc tag with negativity

• buildmart hate wasn’t allowed in the tags

this is the big one right

• i was asked to delete my post because the mcc tag is not a place for any sort of negativity, people don’t want to constantly see discourse in the tag which was from them on to remain discourse free

read that again . and a third time. as many times as you need for it to get through your skull .

let’s look at how the community reacted to that

- sent me death threats

-harassed me for 3 days after the post was made

- eventually made me take about a week away from tumblr bc i was tired of being harassed every time i made a post and there’s only so many times i can hit block anon

and that was justified right ???? that was okay ! because i made a little joke about not liking buildmart .

example 2- dream team hate

imagine the sheer murderous rage i felt watching the event that saturday to

“ugh i fuckinf hate sapnap he doesn’t deserve his 5th win get him out the event”

or this event to

“i hate dream stans”

“dream us dishonouring technoblade and this person is doing it better “

“dream should be permabanned because i hate him and i don’t agree with what he said”

and so many other posts .

you all complained about the dream fans using th tags but i didn’t see anything from dteam fans in the tags . just you lot complaining about how awful they are .

let’s look at how this hate was handled

- nobody cared .

-hate clogged the tag

- the mcc tag was not discourse free

- and i am being harassed again for calling that out

so let’s get into why i’m calling it out .

i don’t care if you hate dream . hate him for whatever reason i do not give a shit. i’m not asking you to suck his dick. the issue is that you are purposefully straying away from the topic of conversation bc i like dream and you think it can all be boiled down to that . it can’t .

so what’s the issue if it’s not the fact that people hate dream? it’s that you’re awful people .

not even joking . this is what it’s come to . this is how i’m gonna be describing the mcc community from now on . which is sad bc i love mcc .

how are you awful people ?

let’s recap

• a joking post about buildmart gif a blog bullied off the platform for spreading negativity and clogging the tag with hate

• the hate that actually clogs the mcc tag does not receive a similar energy and is let slide bc ppl think they’re cool when they hate dream

so what does this say to me ? it says to me that you didn’t ever care about the tag being clogged with hate. it says to me that you are either liars or hypocrites who only care about defending your own interests . it says to me that i never should’ve gotten any of the “helpful criticism” i got from people like (i removed the tags bc it felt cruel but test me again and i’ll tag them) for clogging the tag and spreading negativity. unless you two want to open up and start talking about how the dream neg is ultimately worse for the mcc tag , since that’s genuine negativity and hate and actually clogging the fuckinf tag . and i’m calling the two of you out not because i hate you i don’t have anything against you but because i remember you . you spoke Big enough to me about how i was impacting the mcc community and turned a blind eye to everything else .

i was harassed and threatened for days . “i’m sorry that happened to you but” but nothing . don’t sit and apologise to me for shit. if you want to do anything, uphold the values of the mcc tag that you were so desperate for me to stick to with a little buildmart joke. call out people posting neg in the tags, tell them that this is a discourse free tag . go on .

but you’re going to find every reason not to . bc dream neg is allowed . and every justification i’ve gotten from you lot is completely useless . it all boils down to i hate him and that’s okay i’m not asking you to feel otherwise despite the fact you’re desperate to say i am

i am asking you to uphold your fuckinf values . principles arent principles when you pick and choose when to use them . so either stop lying to me, or get a fuckinf grip and tell people posting dteam neg in the main mcc tag that they are breaking the rules of the tag .

just to clarify for a third time because i know people won’t have understood yet- i don’t care about what you think of the ace race drama . i don’t care what you think about dream . i care about the fact the etiquette of the tag is being abandoned yet again to justify a bias against certain communities. but if i was in there posting anti buildmart memes, what would happen?

either shut the fuck up when ppl say they hate buildmart (ace race is just a game remember) or keep your neg out the main mcc tags

#mcc

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twirlybumblevee · 2 years

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So! Here we finally are. I wrote this story together with gogycrops what might already be close to a year ago. We took our time doing some edits and finding a title but now it's here! Super happy to be able to share this with the world, because I personally love the story an insane amount. It's so sweet to me, I had the best time writing it, and maybe it'll bring some of you the same enjoyment. :)

Title/Link: Four Paws and an Attitude Chapter: 1/2 (+ Epilogue) Rating: Teen and up Relationship: Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Dream&Patches, GeorgeNotFound&Patches, Dream&Sapnap, (little Dream/ofc for a while) Characters: Dream, GeorgeNotFound, Patches, Sapnap, Drista, ofc Additional tags: AU, George as a cat, George living his best cat life, Witchcraft, Dream has a girlfriend for a bit, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, did we mention Fluff, and Cuteness Summary: “You got Patches a boyfriend? She deserves one for sure. I bet she misses me a lot when I’m not there,” Sapnap laughed and quickly followed it up with another question. “Does he have a name yet?” "Pfft. The coin on his collar says 'George', but that's such a boring name for a cat," Dream explained with a roll of his eyes. "And Patches doesn't need a boyfriend, she's a strong independent cat." ----- Dream rescues a cat. It doesn't go as he expects.

#fanfic #hgnnn #it's very close to my heart #holding kitten George gently

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ao3feed-crimeboys · 1 year

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The forever unfinished symphony

by Leo_Scorpio2022

Tommy, Tubbo and Ranboo decide that being villains was the best course of action for them, after all they have been threw they deserve to get SOME revenge on the heroes because I mean hero's are overrated anyway.

Come join B.E.N.C.H and their rag-tag little adventures within this superpower filled world, and remember that nothing is ever truly as it seems :)

Words: 1268, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: No Fandom

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationships: Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Ranboo & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Floris | Fundy & Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Grayson | Purpled & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit & Kristin Rosales Watson, Kristin Rosales Watson/Phil Watson, Jack Manifold & TommyInnit, Jack Manifold & Niki | Nihachu, Niki | Nihachu & TommyInnit, Niki | Nihachu & Ranboo, Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Cara | CaptainPuffy & TommyInnit, Sam | Awesamdude & TommyInnit, Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers/Ponk | DropsByPonk/Sam | Awesamdude

Additional Tags: I Wrote This Instead of Sleeping, How Do I Tag, Villain TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Villain Toby Smith | Tubbo, Villain Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Villain Alexis | Quackity, Hero Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Hero Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Hero Wilbur Soot, Hero Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Hero Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Hero GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), I Don't Even Know, This Is Not Going To Go The Way You Think, Plot Twists, Song: Never Gonna Give You Up (Rick Astley), Sorry Not Sorry, Please Don't Hate Me, The Author Regrets Nothing, Avian Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Avian TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Phantom Hybrid Wilbur Soot, Piglin Hybrid Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Goat Hybrid Toby Smith | Tubbo, Goat Hybrid Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Mooshroom Hybrid GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Blaze Hybrid Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Duck Hybrid Alexis | Quackity, Human Karl Jacobs, Alien Grayson | Purpled

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ranboo5 · 1 year

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Anon ask received 2 main regarding early/pre-LM disc: (ask and response both under the cut bc uh . Long)

Hey! I saw you requests lore questions So my questions r like , how come c!dream is so unfair(?) to c!tommy in those disc streams, ik he stole and griefed but everyone did plus if its about ctommy killing him, csapnap also killed him and cdream killed ctommy in the stream previously to it. How come cdream confiscates the discs despite csapnap being the one to drag ctommy into this, as well as admit to cdream he started it. Ctommy even says "dream just threatened to burn my discs because of what you said, sapnap" Yet cdream blames ctommy. Why do you think this is in ur opinion? (Im just curiois about cdreams perspective from diff peoples takes cuz its interesting to me ) Also do you believe that cprimeboys were friends in this era (pre-lmanberg) Because it seems a if cdream rlly tried to befriend ctommy as again the stream previous to disc battle one has cdream helping ctommy the whole time (despite seeming threatening at first glance). And a few streams later, he says "tommy is under my protection" saving him from csapnap. What are your thoughts? And what do you think cdreams intentions and motives are here. Do you think he was justified? Was he controlling? Whats his perspective here?

Okay so I don't have a great amount to say here necessarily 'cause Angela is much more of a Dream lore knower than I and in big part I can kind of just agree: cDream is irrational and paranoid, just knew cSapnap better at the time, and cTmmy as a variable having more unknowns made cDream freak out abt him

(dropping tags but continuing 2 b c!, /RP etc)

In terms of motive like . Okay and here I go into a little less just repeating what Angela said I hope but like

Controlling, yeah, I think is a pretty good way 2 put it; Dream has a lot of immediate objection when stuff appears to spiral out of a controlled environment but what's kind of interesting is it's less even about his control personally and more the right kind of control in general ? Like it's less even that Dream sees himself as particularly deserving and more that Dream has a way he thinks the world is supposed to work and when that is threatened he flips out. Dream assuming controlling roles is thus less for self enrichment like w/ some characters and more for what he sees as the sanctity of The Way The World Should Work; the fact that it's him doing it is kind of a similar "why am I the only one who seems to actually get it" to Ranboo (you know the ranboo5 blog has 2 say it) (also smth smth "would do anything and everything" WHO SAID THAT !!)

The main difference in that sense is while Ranboo (like Techno) evolves his perception of what that should be intentionally, keeps to its intent but actually develops it w/ what it sees and experiences, all the change in Dream's perception of what's right and good is from the natural distortion that happens when you spend 40000 years chasing an ideal At Any Cost w/o really examining it Dream hangs on 2 this greater vision of how the world works that seems obvious to him with this childish insistence like a kid who is really frustrated at why people consistently threaten his playground rules like that's why I keep making Reddit moderator jokes abt him the power trip is secondary as a result of this deep controlling petty rage at the violation of a poorly defined social status quo of a small group of people and when his friends do it that's annoying but it's one thing it's his friends he can talk to them offline and at this point the resistance is petty and the ecosystem of the subreddit, crucially, is stable, but then when this new guy shows up and doesn't respond to moderation at all Dream loses it. You are Destroying This Community. And he doesn't stop 2 think about those rules being poorly defined and more poorly enforced as much as he feels that what he thinks was stable is now being, in his eyes, interfered with. It's a combination of major blind spots in reasoning (as you and Angela and others have pointed out when you try to consistently codify Dream's ideas they fall apart real fast) and a refusal to accept change and, following from those, that the idea of what is right and what a stable community looks like has to change as that community grows

TL;DR: Dream is childish and uninterested in understanding how the world around him actually works as much as his ideals about how it should work and is trying to bring it "back in tune" with an imagined order in that sense and always kind of has been even though it's never really been "in tune" with it and the order in question doesn't actually make sense

#This is not coherent but it's my read as a cRanb lorehead and a political read madman #These r the thoughts..... it's all I can give #I love to talk about . Lore

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strangled-mangoes · 4 years

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yeah snapmap make Dream n George jealous by throwing a dog party, great idea I bet they’re wishing they could be with you guys in texas

#dream team #dttwt #sapnap #badboyhalo #skeppy #tapl #not gonna tag dream n george because theyre only mentioned in this post #its what they deserve for leaving snapple behind like that

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crystalcow · 3 years

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𝐷𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑..//𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑛

Masterlist // part two // dreams child ML

Dream x reader !p !hc Child reader

Pronouns: none used!

Warnings: death, manipulation, loneliness

»»————-　➴　————-««

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝗺𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞...

┏━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┓

𝘗𝘳𝘦 𝘭𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘨

Bossing everyone around whenever you want something

Playing manhunt with your uncles and dad

Stories of your dads different adventures every night

Spoiled like no other

Convincing XD to give you creative powers

Everyone either loves or fears you

Having the same mask as your dad but with :(

༻✦༺

𝘋𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳

Not being able to go outside as much

Practicing fighting with your uncles

Learning different techniques

Lesser manhunts and games

Going off with Bad and Skeppy more often

Learning redstone with Sam

Attempting to help your dad fight the brits

If you had any sort of friendship with Tommy/Tubbo, that’s gone now

Losing your 1st life from Fundy after Eret betrayed Lmanburg

༻✦༺

𝘗𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘳/𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘤

Lost trust of most of your old friends

Seeing your dad lesser and lesser

Taking an interest in building and redstone

Getting whatever you want and using the excuse

“My dad can kill you.”

Being forced to hang out with Schlatt

Doing drugs with quackity

Always hanging in the back of pogtopia

༻✦༺

𝘌𝘹𝘪𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘤

Only allowed to go out when someone’s with you

Falling into the manipulation of your father

Always visiting Tommy with him

Keeping Tommy company when no one else does

Eating at Nikkis bakery for lunch

Losing the relationship with your uncles when George gets de throned

Making flower crowns with ghostbur

Mainly relying on Tommy and your Dad

When Tommy runs away you looked for him everywhere

Losing your second life to Quackity during the explosion

༻✦༺

𝘗𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘈𝘳𝘤

Being held back by Sapnap when your father gets killed in the disc room

Nobody’s able to look at your face anymore

Carrying your mask on at all times

Refusing to visit your dad at all costs

Lashing out and causing mayhem

People having to call Sam to restrain you

Fighting with Jack and Tommy about blowing up the hotel

When Tommy dies in the prison Tubbo takes it out on you

Losing your 3rd and final life to Tubbo

Visiting your dad as a ghost because he only heard the news from Sam

When he saw you, pale and translucent he reached out

He tried so desperately to bring you in a hug but you flew right through him

“Hi daddy! Lookie, I’m wearing a mask just like you!”

All he saw was his little girl again, tearing himself apart

Why didn’t he savor the moments he had with you

Why did you leave him

When he tried to bring you back using the revive book, it didn’t work. Your soul didn’t want to come back

So every single time Quackitys axe hits his cheek, he thinks he deserves it

All because of what happened to you

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I found this fun to make, lil child reader hcs. I could do more if y’all want :D

Request or ask anything! And ask if you want to be on a tag list.

#dream x reader #child reader #headcanons #dream smp #dream smp x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #dreamwastaken #tommyinnit #lmanburg #tubbo #fundy dream smp #mcyt x reader #dreams child

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batwritings · 3 years

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I know I sent in something earlier- but I can't stop thinking about this (also if this makes you uncomfortable I apologize- you don't have to write it)

Dream and Sapnap and they're sharing the reader and theyre degrading and praising the reader, giving them commands over a video call- slowly making the reader their slut- and so it slowly becomes a regular thing where they all call and just go at it

being shared over a call by sap and dream > literally anything else

there's just something about being shared by them just seems so hot to me- is that bad?????also I apologize again for having sending in alot of asks- I just have smut brainrot (specifically sapnap)

-🦔

....hot damn! You’re on fire today!! Legit if you ever want to simp over this man, hmu my discord is in a previous ask (or you could message me on here but only if you’re comfortable!). Enjoy~!

Warning! There will be some degradation and talk of subspace in here! Please be careful when reading!!

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Your breath came in heavy pants as you followed the instructions from the two men in your ears. You’re watching the two men watching you back as your one hand was rubbing furiously over your sex. Your other was stroking along your neck, pretending it was Dream’s. You were so, so close to your orgasm you could almost taste it.

“Slow down slut,” came Dream’s voice, hard and commanding. “Not going to have you cumming this early, or without permission.”

Reluctantly, the hand that was touching your sex slowed to an agonizing pace. You knew the punishment you would get if you disobeyed, and while it was honestly so damn tempting, you knew better.

“So good for us,” sang Sapnap’s praise. “So sweet and obedient.”

“Th-thank you sirs,” you slur out, getting delirious from how much they had edged you over the course of the better part of an hour.

“As they should be,” Dream spat, watching you intently for any sign of deviation. “Whores like them only know how to beg and obey. Isn’t that right Y/N?”

You whine at his words, adoring the degradation along with the praise. “Yes Sir,” you respond weakly.

Dream smirks and nods. “Faster.”

Immediately your speed picks up, hand tightening along your throat. You could feel your orgasm tingling along your spine. It was taking all your mental capacity for you to even find the words, but you eventually sputter out, “Gonna cum. Please. Can I?”

Dream hums in fake contemplation. “That’s all that’s on your mind isn’t it?” he says with a disgusted tone. “Pathetic. But I suppose it can’t be helped. What do you think Sapnap?”

“I think we should let them,” he says, slowly stroking his own member. “They’re so pretty when they cum. And they have been pretty good.”

You’re barely holding on at this point, forcing your climax back by sheer will.

Finally, Dream clicks his tongue and looks you dead in the eyes over the computer screen. “Fine, fine,” he sighs. “Cum for us you stupid whore.”

Your end hits you like a freight train, nearly knocking the wind out of you as you cry out in pleasure. Your whole body tightens in on itself in your computer chair as you ride out your orgasm, barely having the mind to follow Dream’s instruction of tightening your hold on your neck. The praise from Sapnap is a mere fuzz in your ear as you collapse back, panting heavily.

“I hope you don’t think you’re done,” Dream’s harsh words cut through the fog in your brain and you lift your eyes to look at him properly. “That was round one. Go get the present I so kindly got you.”

You nod, shakily standing from your chair to retrieve the box that had come earlier that day. Inside was a lovely little vibe, but no remote. You pulled the tag keeping it from being tested and brought it back to your desk.

“Put it inside for us sugar,” Sapnap asks kindly and you do so.

Before you can begin to question them you feel the toy turn on, at what had to have been the highest setting. All the air feels like it’s pulled from your lungs, a bit of pain mixing with the pleasure. You tear your bleary eyes open to see both boys fiddling with their phones on your screen. Oh. There’s the remote...er, remotes.

“Surprised?” Dream asks with a knowing smirk. “We figured you’d deserve some form of reward, for a lowly slut that is.”

You moan loudly at his words, babbling out a string of curses mixed with “thank you sirs”.

“Aw,” Sapnap coos, breathing a little quicker now. He lowers the setting from his end to watch you squirm as he strokes himself. “You’re so cute Y/N. Love it when you get to feel good because of us.”

You whine from the lack of friction only to nearly screech when Dream turns the toy back up again. They keep you like this for a while, letting you ride the waves of overstimulation and pleasure as they turn the levels up and down. Finally your second climax starts to creep up on you and you beg in a mess of words for your release.

“Cum for us babe,” Sapnap says this time, breathless. “You can cum with me, yeah?” Sure enough the two of you hit your orgasms nearly simultaneously, you nearly bending over with how much pleasure was drilled into you as Dream cranked the level on your vibe.

You’re incoherent when you feel it still going, so you tap on your table twice. All at once sensation stops and even Sapnap’s heavy panting slows to a near halt. “If you can talk, can you give me a color baby?” you hear Dream ask quietly.

It takes a few beats, but you finally mutter a soft, “Red”.

All sternness and venom is gone from Dream’s voice then, him working with Sapnap to praise you on how well you did for them. They’re so quiet and gentle with their words you just might cry as they work you out of subspace slowly. You really were lucky to have them.

#bat writes #anon reqs #🦔 anon #sapnap x reader #mcyt smut #dreamwastaken smut #sapnap smut #mcyt x reader #dreamwastaken x reader

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dreamcatcherrs · 3 years

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most to least likely to be possessive/a lil jealous in a relationship? <3

mtl likely to be possessive/jealous over their s/o; mcyt x reader

+ judged by their actions and general feelings on jealousy and being possessive

MOST

wilbur

corpse husband

sapnap

karl jacobs

dream

punz

quackity

george

skeppy

fundy

badboyhalo

technoblade

awesamdude

eret

LEAST

wilbur:

when wilbur is jealous…. he is jealous. and he is not afraid of showing it. he’s not the type to beat another guy up about it (unless there’s a good reason to), but pays no mind in giving you some nice hickeys right then and there. you’re his - that’s it. if someone’s even a tad bit confused about that fact, he won’t hesitate to show them. doesn’t really grow any suspicions on his friends, because he trusts them and he trusts you, but if it’s a guy/girl he doesn't know? he’ll show you off even if there was 0 signs of flirting.

place on the jealousy scale: 9/10

place on the possessive scale: 10/10

corpse husband:

corpse is a very possessive man. like, he will pull you to his side in an instant the second someone tries talking to you, kissing you right in front of them, and then say “wanna fuck in the back like we agreed to?” and then pretend like he only just noticed the guy/girl and give him a hateful “hey”. he gives no fucks when it comes to someone else trying to get all up in your business. even if it means you getting embarrassed and flushed. he will actually start shaking in anger if someone is so obviously flirting with you, yet you don't notice, and will point it out afterwards to you; “how could you not notice?”.

place on the jealousy scale: 7/10

place on the possessive scale: 10/10

sapnap:

HE WILL FIGHT FOR YOU. if someone tries hitting on you or winks at you or some shit, he will shut that bitch down. no one messes with you under his watch. he’ll step in the minute they tried talking to you; “was there something you wanted to say?” and if they answered back with a remark instead of just leaving, he’d throw hands, and he won’t stop till they've learnt to stay the fuck away from what isn't theirs. it doesn't happen often though, thank god. would be pouty after you told him not to beat people up while cleaning his wounds; “but you’re mine🥺”.

place on the jealousy scale: 8/10

place on the possessive scale: 7/10

karl jacobs:

he is a pouty baby🥺 will get very jealous if you hang out with someone else even just five minutes longer than him. especially with his friends. he’ll be vocal about it and quite touchy. will come up to you from behind while you were talking to jimmy, rest his chin on your shoulder and wrap his arms around you. “when are you gonna pay attention to me again?” easily gets jealous, but he isn’t very possessive. he feels guilty if he tries being controlling of you - you can do what you want after all, it’s just not always he likes it.

place on the jealousy scale: 10/10

place on the possessive scale: 4/10

dream:

he doesn't get jealous very easily, but he doesn't like when random guys talk to you. he won’t really show that he’s jealous with people he doesn't know, but would rather be really really quiet. would stand around and mope until he asked if you could leave. he can seem kinda intimidating with his silence, and it can be because he’s very angry, but really he just doesn't wanna lose you. that’s what he's really afraid of. if it’s one of his friends though, even sapnap or george, he’ll be like “back the fuck off!” but it wouldn't really be ‘serious’ because he knew they would never actually flirt with you. he can get pretty possessive though, whispering “you’re mine” in your ear after any events like this.

place on the jealousy scale: 6/10

place on the possessive scale: 8/10

punz:

luke can get pretty jealous and pretty possessive, but it takes a while to rile him up enough for him to show it. if someone is flirting with you just to piss him off, it actually has the opposite effect on him - it doesn't piss him off at all. because he knows the person is just trying to get to him, what's the reason of getting mad? he knows you belong to him, so he has nothing to worry about. but if someone touches you? like sapnap, he will not be afraid to throw hands. that’s straight up harassment and he is not letting that happen. he’ll raise his voice and get all up in their face. can stay pretty mad afterwards and overthink things too much. generally though, he isn't much of a jealous type.

place on the jealousy scale: 7/10

place on the possessive scale: 7.5/10

quackity:

alex is more insecure than jealous. he starts thinking that any other guy could easily take you from him, and that he isn't deserving of you (even though he is just so wrong because it would actually be a treasure to be with him. mans needs to know😩). he’d need some uplifting after dealing with these thoughts - just some reminding that you’re his. worst case scenario, he’d give the guy/girl a death glare, but he wouldn't fight them or very obviously show them that you're his or anything like that. he’d rather keep his thoughts to himself.

place on the jealousy scale: 6.5/10

place on the possessive scale: 7/10

george:

I feel like george gets a lot more jealous than most people think he would. he can be pretty possessive at times, pulling at your hand or arm to drag you away from someone. “don't talk to them, talk to me.” he shows his jealousy pretty calmly and would never pick a fight with someone just because he’s feeling a lil’ jealous. all he needs to do is just tell you or give you a sign, and that’d usually be enough for him to feel all good again. he’s not afraid to blatantly roll his eyes in front of someone who’s flirting with you or come with a snarky remark if he has to.

place on the jealousy scale: 6/10

place on the possessive scale: 6.5/10

skeppy:

skeppy can get jealous, but he tries to avoid it at all costs. it makes him feel sad to see someone else try to flirt with his s/o, when clearly you're not available. he doesn't like the thought of getting angry about other people’s actions though, so he’s just kinda left feeling sad about the whole thing instead. will definitely need some cuddles and reassuring afterwards just to get his mood up again, and he gets back on his feet pretty quick, because in the end he has no doubts that you’ll leave him. especially not for someone else.

place on the jealousy scale: 5/10

place on the possessive scale: 5/10

fundy:

he just looks like a sad little kitten. it has to be very obvious that someone is flirting with you for him to get jealous. and even then he doesn't act out about it - just stares and feels sad. will tell you afterwards that he doesn't like you talking to that person, only because they were very clearly trying to get to know you more than a friend. wouldn't think much of it afterwards because he trusts you enough to then stay away from that person before anything else happened.

place on the jealousy scale: 4.5/10

place on the possessive scale: 4/10

badboyhalo:

like fundy, worst case is that he’ll be a little sad. but I don’t really see him as a jealous type, and definitely not as a possessive person. I just think that if you were to be in a situation where someone was trying badly to take you from him, he’d grow defensive and push the person away and tell you; “I didn't like how that guy/girl was talking to you :(”. he wouldn't expect you to stay away from the person if it was someone you knew well, but would just want you to be aware of them. but as I said, that was the worst case scenario. I think he’d get seriously jealous very rarely.

place on the jealousy scale: 4/10

place on the possessive scale: 2/10

technoblade:

pffff. if you think some guy/girl talking to you is gonna get him mad, you're wrong. you talking to other people affects him in no way other than if you were getting a little too friendly. maybe then he’d feel one single spark of anger inside of him, but it isn't anything that’ll make him act out. the only time he’d really get upset is if you were the one flirting with someone (which you probably wouldn't unless you want to see this man upset, and in that case I don't want to talk to you😔), where he’d feel his heart sink and would honestly just walk away from the situation and feel betrayed. generally, he doesn't get very jealous.

place on the jealousy scale: 3/10

place on the possessive scale: 3.5/10

awesamdude:

sam just does not get jealous. he trusts you 100%, but of course he’ll shut someone down if they got a little close to you (tried to kiss you etc.) because that’s just not alright. he doesn't get mad or anything if that happens, at least if the person isn't aware that you're dating him, and even then, he’s sure his height will do the job to scare the person away. like, c’mon, mans is 6′7. don't tell me that isn't intimidating. anyways, he’s doesn't get jealous. if anything he just laughs it off or jokes around with getting jealous about something.

place on the jealousy scale: 2/10

place on the possessive scale: 3/10

eret:

like sam, he just doesn't get jealous. you can hang out with anyone you want - he knows he’s the one you’ll be coming home to at the end of the day. he’s the one who gets to kiss you, hold you, touch you, so why spend time being jealous of others when he already has you? this is eret we’re talking about - he knows he’s better than all of those bitch boys out there. if they wanna fight, they can fight but like, he knows they’ll lose since they won't get you anyway. trust is key in a relationship😌

place on the jealousy scale: 0/10

place on the possessive scale: 0/10

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jschllatt · 3 years

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Could I request prompt 15 for Sapnap pls? :]

-🌾anon

𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐒 | 𝐬𝐚𝐩𝐧𝐚𝐩

warnings: angst

words: 701

masterlist

600 followers event

tysm for requesting <3

you were drowning.

well—not literally—but the deep ache in your chest paired with an endless stream of tears resembled the overwhelming sensation nonetheless. your heart had seemingly been ripped in two, leaving behind nothing but a hollow shell of emptiness. why? you couldn’t help but ask yourself the same question everyday, numb yet simultaneously in pain as you sat alone in your room. why weren’t you capable of love - giving, receiving, or even attempting it? why were you constantly getting your hopes up just to be let down, left to pick up the pieces of your broken heart all alone? you didn’t know why this was, but you were sure of one thing—you were struggling.

it had been almost a year since you experienced your first heartbreak, though you could remember the day like it was yesterday. you and your boyfriend, sapnap, had been going through a rough patch. his recent fame had led to a busy schedule, one that left him with little time to himself, nevermind to spend with you. because of this, your relationship fell apart. two years of your love had disappeared just like that, leaving your heart crumbling while sapnap quickly moved on. you didn’t blame him, though—you knew how deserving he was of his recent attention and understood how important his job was.

but you were so lonely.

after a few months, you had decided to try again with someone new. your solitude had become unbearable, and you knew that your constant reminiscent thoughts of sapnap weren’t benefiting you whatsoever.

and so, you found someone. and at first, it was great.

he was a good guy, and he always treated you with the utmost kindness and respect. but as time passed, he began to become overwhelmed—you were too broken, too emotionally unavailable, and he felt inadequate. so, he ended things, leaving you even more crushed than ever.

you were drowning.

it had gotten to the point where you were accustomed to the pain, though it still stung nonetheless. you were living a life of pure misery, and one night you had decided you were nearing your breaking point. so, you did the only thing you knew to do: you called sapnap.

his voice was groggy when he answered the phone, and it was then you had realized that it was nearly two a.m. when you heard sapnap mumble tiredly, “hello?” shit. this was a mistake. he doesn’t care about you, not after all of these months.

“i need you.” you whimpered before you could give it a second thought.

it was as if your words had posed as an alarm to sapnap's tired mind, and he sprung awake at your brokenness, already getting out of bed as he assured gently, “okay, i’ll be there, just hang tight.” you mumbled an unsteady ‘okay’ and hung up, curling into yourself with your bottom lip trapped between your teeth. you remained that way until you heard a series of soft knocks on your front door, signalling sapnap's presence. slowly standing up, you were hesitant to unlock the door, worried you had made the wrong decision. deep down you knew you hadn’t, however, and there sapnap stood, hands shoved in his pockets as he waited anxiously on the front porch. the very sight of your previous lover was enough to make you break down, and you let out a broken sob.

“oh, baby.” sapnap murmured sadly, rushing inside to embrace you. his grip on you was firm, yet gentle, and you collapsed into his arms, nearly causing him to fall over. he slowly lowered the two of you to the floor, tugging you onto his lap so you could cry into his chest. “shh, baby, it’s okay.” sapnap assured as you continued to whimper, each pained cry like a punch to his gut. your brokenness evoked a deeper level of hurt within sapnap than he had ever experienced, and the feeling was heart wrenching.

“i-i didn’t think you’d come.” you were finally able to admit once your sobs died down. sapnap brushed a piece of hair out of your damp face, looking down at you with a sad smile as he assured, “i’ll always look out for you.”

and that’s what he did.

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