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the-xephyr · 3 years

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A Castle for a Princess

Hallo! I am Xephyr

This was a request from ao3 that I have transferred here!

"hey can implease request a domestic fluff c!schlatt/female reader, but with the dadschlatt and kidtubbo dynamic? kindof a sucker for happy families ngl thanks in advance :)"

Requests are open if you would like me to write you something!

I hope you all like it and thank you for reading!!!

The word count is: 1402

A Castle for a Princess

Schlatt was playing with Tubbo on the plush carpet in front of the couch. A Disney movie was playing on the tv, it sounded like Zootopia but you weren’t sure. Neither was watching the movie, it was just background noise. You could hear them laughing and the tumbling of legos as they fell, over the soft noise of the movie.

You hummed softly to yourself as you filled a pot with water and set it to boil on one of the stoves burners. From the living room, you heard the tv volume increase, and Tubbo loudly exclaims ‘okay.’ You could hear the excitement in his voice as he giggled, even as Schlatt shushed him.

You raised your eyebrow at their antics wondering what they were getting up to as the sound of the legos being deposited into their plastic bin filled your ears. They would both probably be out here soon to help you. You opened the cabinet to pull out a box of spaghetti. You poured the spaghetti into the now boiling water. You could hear Schlatts heavy steps going up the stairs and into your shared room. You were about to leave the spaghetti to check on Tubbo while Schlatt was upstairs, but when you turned you found Tubbo standing guard.

“No Mama, stay in here,” you picked him up and kissed his forehead.

“What are you two up to, hmm?” You both heard Schlatt start walking down the steps, and Tubbo started wiggling trying to get down from your arms.

“Nothing Mama!” He giggled as he ran out to his dad.

You smiled and shook your head, opening the fridge and pulling out a few eggs to add to the water. While you waited for the pasta to get soft, you went over to check on the slow cooker. You’d made meatballs and had set them to slow cook in the ragu tomato sauce for the past few hours. Schlatt always liked it when you cooked them that way and Tubbo liked that there was cheese in the center. You unplugged the slow cooker and took the lid off to make sure the meatballs hadn’t fallen apart. You smiled when they were still fully formed, you’d been having some trouble with them falling apart in the cooker. You put the lid back on and went back over to the stove.

There was a lot of shuffling coming from the living room, and you were tempted to go and have a look to see what they were up to, but Schlatt walked in. First Tubbo to distract you and keep you in the kitchen and now Schlatt, they were definitely up to something. He pulled frozen garlic bread out of the freezer and held it up grinning.

“It’s called Texas Toast, that’s how you know it’s the good stuff,” He shook the box of garlic bread and you laughed moving out of his way so he could put it in the toaster oven. He turned the small oven on and dumped the contents of the box onto the tray that was in the oven. He closed the door and turned to face you. He hugged you from behind, putting his chin on the top of your head.

“Hey Princess, how long until you think it’s all gonna be ready?” He asked, kissing the back of your head.

“About 20 minutes probably, what are you two planning?” You took a wooden spoon from its holder on the wall and prodded at the spaghetti in the pot, trying to see if it was soft enough.

He laughed, “Oh nothing, Princess.” He let go of you and opened a cabinet to pull out a strainer, he handed it to you. “It’s nothing, but I should go and help Tubs put those legos away.” He grinned at you as he walked backward out of the kitchen. You shook your head, laughing at him. You set the strainer in the sink and walked back over to the stove, turning the burner off. You picked up the pot, careful not to spill any of the boiling water on the floor, and poured all of the contents through the strainer.

You let all of the steam dissipate into the air as you heard a bang come from the living room, followed by giggling from Tubbo and a loud “We’re fine” from Schlatt. You used the spoon to take the eggs out of the strainer and left them on the side. You took the lid off of the slow cooker and poured the spaghetti into it. You mixed it around making sure that the spaghetti was covered in the sauce, before putting the lid back on.

The movie either ended or they stopped it as the living room fell into silence. That silence was quickly ended by a string of curses from Schlatt, then him telling Tubbo to not say those words. He walked into the kitchen smiling sheepishly.

“Princess do you know if we have any clips or like clothespins?”

“They should be in the cabinet above the washing machine, why?”

“The legos require them.”

“Sure they do.”

He rummaged through the cabinet, making an ‘ah” noise when he found them. He held them up to Tubbo, grinning. You had an idea of what they were doing out there, but you’d see soon enough. You checked on the garlic bread, making sure it wasn’t burning before turning the oven off and pulling the baking tray out with tongs. You set them to the side so they would be cool before you put them on a serving plate. You took 3 of the eggs you had boiled and started peeling them.

Both Tubbo and Schlatt walked into the kitchen to help you dish everything up. Tubbo had a big smile on his face, and Schlatt wrapped his arms around you, kissing your cheek, grinning. You smiled softly and gently bumped your forehead against his.

“You get the drinks, I’ll dish up, Princess,” He said letting go of you and reaching for the cabinets. He pulled out two glasses and a smaller plastic cup for Tubbo.

“What do you want to drink, Tubs?” you asked.

“Apple juice!”

“And you babe?” You asked pulling the apple juice out of the fridge.

“Apple juice is fine,” He had finished filing the bowls with spaghetti and meatballs and was now putting an egg in each bowl. You walked over to the cups on the counter and poured the apple juice in them. You opened the fridge back up and put the apple juice away, opening up the cutlery drawer next to the fridge to pull out three forks. You put one in each bowl and Schlatt put all of the garlic bread onto a platter.

“Stay here for a minute, Princess, Tubs and I will take these out and finish fixing it up.” It took him 3 trips to take everything out because he wouldn’t let Tubbo carry anything, scared he might drop something or for the bowls to be too hot for him to carry.

They both walked in on the fourth time. Both taking one of your hands. You stopped to pick Tubbo up and you squeezed Schlatt’s hand. He squeezed your hand back and you looked up at him to see him wiggling his eyebrows at you. He led you into the living room where the couch had been turned into a big pillow fort. They had used the clips to hang the makeshift blanket door up and to hold the blanket roof up.

Both you and Tubbo laughed and you hugged them both. Schlatt held the blanket door open, “Welcome to your castle, Princess.” You laughed at that and he grinned at you. They had built the fort around a small table that held all of the food. There were pillows and blankets inside and your favorite Disney movie was paused on the tv. Schlatt was taller than the fort’s ceiling even when he sat down, but he didn’t seem to mind. You kissed his cheek and whispered a thanks and an “I love you” to him as he pulled the table closer to the three of you. You leaned over to Tubbo and kissed the top of his head telling him how much you loved the surprise and how much you loved him. Schlatt smiled at you both as he pressed play and you all began eating.

#jschlatt x reader #Jshlatt x you #jschlatt x y/n

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possum-rat · 3 years

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(Y/n) talks to the dead

Normally waking up to the Undead hovering over you would scare anyone shitless. But (Y/n) was slightly less startled. "SHI-WHA? WHO ARE? WHAT?" (Y/n) yelps as they fall out of the bed in a mess of blanket and clothes. Two skeletons stand on either side of their bed staring blankly at the opposite wall. Chain mail armor on the one stationed on the left side of (Y/n), and an odd mixture of gold and neitherite on the right. The one on the right turns toward (Y/n) before crouching down as holding out a hand toward them.

(Y/n) takes it hesitantly staring up at them. "Wha?" They murmur as the skeleton nods a slight smile in place. "I'm Violetta Beaux. If that's what you're wondering my dear." They state simply in a soft tone. Violetta then gestures toward the chain mail wearer and says fondly "that's Isidora Blanc" Isidora merely nods as their mentioned.

"Why are you here? I mean- I don't mean to be rude or anything but..." (y/n) trails off confusion evident in their expression. "Clementine told us," Violetta replies gently. Nodding still confused (Y/n) lets the covers fall from their shoulders. Stepping from the mess of blanket under them they walk toward the bathroom.

Staring at the mirror intently they sigh. Their once (S/c) now more grey and sunken. Dark purplish rings under their eyes with a crazed look. Reaching their hand up (Y/n) gently presses the purplish-pink swollen delicate skin. Breathing out in pain (Y/n) removes their hand before testing their nose. Nothing seems to be broken, just a little swollen or painful. Pulling out a washcloth (y/n) dampens it and cleans the dried blood from their face.

Feeling slightly better (Y/n) turns on the shower before heading into their 'Room' and grabbing some clothes: a tan trench coat stopping at (Y/n) thighs, a white collared shirt, grayish-black jeans, and long socks with their favorite boots. (perfect for kicking any super straights)

Once finished with the shower they pull on the clothes in the privacy of the bathroom. Mentally (Y/n) thanks themselves for placing the bathroom into a room with a door away from any visitors. As (Y/n) steps out of the bathroom the smell of freshly baked bread greets them.

grinning to themselves (Y/n) notices that Violetta is beside the furnace pulling out a loaf of golden bread. "(Y/n)? Oh hey dear! I made bread. Here take some!" She says cheerfully as she places the loaf on the small kitchen island. Isidora seems to be slightly more emotional than before as she gazes at the bread. Staring at the bread (Y/n) asks "You can make bread?" Isidora replies gruffly "Best at it. She also makes a killer cake."

As Violetta pulls out a giant Long sword she hums happily as she slices the bread with the sword. The whole sight is comical. As (Y/n) takes a slice of the bread they take a bite and proceeds to melt. You know the kind? Like when you eat something so good you've literally just ascended to heaven momentarily-yeah that's what the bread tastes like.

"Told you," Isidora says simply. By the time (Y/n) ate around half the loaf with the other two they've gotten a message from Wilbur.

<WilburSoot> (Y/n) help. Tubbo and Tommy are on a tangent.

smiling slightly (Y/n) stands up from the chair and makes their way toward their chest. Squatting down they pull out their sword and a few potions. Violetta stops (Y/n) before they leave. "Dear take some armor I have an extra unused she's plate and helmet. Stay safe okay hun? Isidora will go with you." (Y/n) nods and waits patiently-well as patiently as one with horrible attention spans can-

"and here you go, hun." She says as she hands an enchanted netherite chest plate and helmet to them. (Y/n's) eyes widen as the heavily enchanted armor falls into their ownership. "You can't-Are-wha-" they stutter as Isidora takes the armor from (Y/n) and gently places it onto (y/n) making sure it fits snugly. "Come on kid. I'm your bodyguard or some shit today. Come on."

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as the two of them walk into L'manberg Wilbur freezes staring at Isidora. "(Y/n)? Your aware that there's a skeleton standing beside you?" (Y/n) nods and says "Yup. They're my grumpy bodyguard or something!" Isidora did not like being called grumpy apparently as (Y/n) yelps as Isidora punches (Y/n's) shoulder.

"I- uh okay. Anyway, Tubbo and Tommy are over there mind watching them?" Wilbur asks tiredly as he rubs the bridge of his nose with his fingers.

(Y/n) nods and skips toward them happily. "No, He's always like...Psst hey, kid...wanna buy some content? Do we have manhunts? Or speed runs." Tommy laughs as he does a horrible American accent. (Y/n) chimes in "įⱮ Ⱥ ꝈįͲͲꝈƐ φįϚϚ βȺβӋӋӋӋӋ" Tubbo coughs in audio tune before dying with laughter. Tommy does his famous cackle. "What the actual fuck?" Isidora murmurs as she stands a few feet away. Tubbo frowns tilting his head confused his long brown ears flopping down.

"what? I just heard a series of tapping?" Tubbo says confused. "Oh, she just said " what the actual fuck." She's nice that way." (Y/n) says happily.

Isidora frowns while flipping (Y/n) off. "Yeah Love you too bitch." They call grinning.

Tubbo frowns and asks "Wanna go to the nether?" (Y/n) nods but freezes momentarily as everything suddenly grey. Like a cave. But instead of the normal ruggedness of a cave, it's like a box. (Y/n) shivers as they gaze around at the freezing room. A small Fox is curled up in one of the corners along with a brown spotted cow. As (y/n) walks closer the Fox opens an eye before closing it in disinterested. An arrow sticks out from its coat staining the white fur on its throat rusty red.

"Fungi?" (Y/n) asks in awe. The Fox yawns before nuzzling closer to the cow. The cow opens its down brown eyes before giving a soft content "Moo." Gasping in delight (Y/n) cheers "Harold?" The cow thumps his tail before standing up unsteadily and clopping toward (Y/n).

Harold bobs his head as he moves toward them, stopping infront of them he nuzzles into (Y/n's) outstretched hand. As (y/n's) fingers brush over the slightly rough texture of Harold's fur they blink.

The stone claustrophobic-inducing box is no more. Instead (Y/n) is surrounded by people in chairs staring up at a podium. A Man with curly Horns with various golden trinkets stands there. He's clearly slightly hungover.

"That was pretty easy. And you know what I said, the day I got unbanned from the DreamSMP, and the day I said I was running... an election that I won by the way?" The man's voice booms deep and clear demanding to be heard "I said; "Things are gonna change". I looked every citizen of L'Manberg in the eyes and I said; "You listen to me... this place will be a lot different tomorrow." Let's start making it happen. My first decree, as the president of L'Manberg- the EMPEROR! of this great country-! Is to REVOKE the citizenship of WilburSoot, (Y/n) and TommyInnit! Get 'em outta here! Get 'em outta here! You're no longer welcome!"

All though (Y/n) may not understand what's going on they have enough sense to stand up from their seat and bolt. Isidora stands on the outskirts of L'manberg waiting under the shelter of a tree. Isidora straightens up upon seeing (Y/n). She sighs and holds out a hand. Voices of the deceased begin screaming in (Y/n's) head.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU LEAVING?

"HELP THEM"

"STAY HOME"

"STAY"

"run"

As Isidora's hand closes around (Y/n's) they're suddenly wrenched from L'manberg, and back home. (Y/n) pulls their hand from Isidora's grip to press their palms into the sides of their head. "Please- make it stop." They whisper. Their eyes claimed shut as they press their back against the wall sliding down. Schlatt's voice echos loudly "Oh, it was so easy! Until further notice... WilburSoot and TommyInnit are merely a memory of L'Manberg. A relic- A relic of the past. A reminder, of the darkest era this country, has ever seen- and I guarantee you all; dear citizens... Tonight, that changes. We are entering into a new period of L'Mangerg- a period, of prosperity! of strength! of unity."

Sitting down for a few minutes they stand up before rubbing their eyes and turning toward the two women and saying quietly "Stay here. Please I don't want either of you to get hurt." they state with a certain authority that none of the three knew (Y/n) possessed. (Y/n) then walks toward their chests before digging out the materials needed. Choosing to take their half-finished crossbow, and sword, along with the armor they were currently wearing, a few potions, and pick along with food, as they walk toward the door they hesitate before returning to the chest and pull out a few End pearls along with their totem.

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At around 3 am (Y/n) finds a half-assed base. Sighing slightly they duck into the base holding up their hands in surrender as a sword is healed to their throat. It doesn't help that the voices are still shouting. And expressing their distaste or agreement at the current predicament.

"Jesus (Y/n) where the hell have you been?" Wilbur sighs as he makes eye contact with them.

"Went by my base to grab some stuff we'll need. No, we aren't going to my base." They say as they sit atop the crafting table beside Tommy. Leaning back against the wall they glance down at Tommy. He's visibly distressed. (Y/n) taps the air infront of them withdrawing a potion of their own creation they like to call "Anti-Insomnia, sleep your problems away :)"

Pulling out a small vile of it they grab 2 cups that for some reason Wilbur had. Pouring a few drops into the cups they hand them to each of their accomplices saying "It'll help you sleep. It'll take your mind off of it." Tommy nods and asks "Wait you know Greek mythology right? Didn't you and Techno talk about it?" (Y/n's) lips curve into a faint smile at the memories.

they nod and ask "Yeah. I remember that." Wilbur asks "what's your favorite story?"

they nod before thinking. "Eros and Psyche." The words fall from their lips effortlessly. As (Y/n) begins to ramble they stare at the opposite wall.

"Psyche is a princess so beautiful that the goddess Venus becomes jealous. In revenge, she instructs her son Cupid to make her fall in love with a hideous monster; but instead, he falls in love with her himself." Tommy's head lolls before falling against (Y/n's) shoulder. (Y/n) tenses up slightly but upon realizing that it's only Tommy they continue.

"He becomes her unseen husband, visiting her only at night. Psyche disobeys his orders not to attempt to look at him, and in doing so she loses him. In her search for him, she undertakes a series of cruel and difficult tasks set by Venus in the hope of winning him back. Cupid can eventually no longer bear to witness her suffering or to be apart from her and pleads their cause to the gods. Psyche becomes an immortal and the lovers are married in heaven."(More info: here ) (Y/n) finishes their story glancing down at Thomas.

"hey? (Y/n)? How's Lilith doing?" Wilbur asks quietly. (y/n) freezes before rubbing their face and rubbing the faint scar on their neck. "No clue." Wilbur frowns and asks "What'd you mean?" He asks as he shifts to a more comfortable position. "Haven't seen her since she broke our engagement...rather brutally for my taste. Like I understand sure, I may not be the best person but burning down a house then murdering your fiancé? That's a bit much even for me. Like where's the pizzazz?" (Y/n) laughs quietly as they stand up and pull off their coat draping it over Tommy.

Wilbur frowns. "Wait. You only have one life?" He asks. (Y/n) nods as they rummage in their pocket before pulling out a small simple ring with a frog upon the center. Slipping it onto their finger with the other array of various rings they stretch and turn toward Wilbur. "Jesus Christ (Y/n). You need to be careful!" Wilbur chides. (Y/n) narrows their eyes at him before grumbling quietly "yeah yeah."

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#mcyt x reader #hybrid reader #wither skeleton #harold the cow #(y/n)#wilbur soot #jshlatt #Pog2020 #coconut2020

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lemondelightful · 2 years

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Aight, hear me out:

What about a c!Wilbur x Reader where the two knew they had feelings for each other before the destruction of L’Manberg, but Reader never acted on it as she knew Wilbur was slipping.

So fast forward to his resurrection. Reader is still completely pissed about L’Manberg, but had never stopped loving Wilbur so it’s all a bunch of conflicting feelings.

I think that’s some premium angst 😌

Now @rainxox0, I'm always up for some angst, especially Wilbur x Reader angst, even if I'm not good at it, but your wish is granted captain, here is your Wilbur, Reader Angst:

(She/Her Pronouns!)

Returned

Y/N watched as her friend fell off the rails. Ever since he got exiled out of his nation and started Pogtopia, a lot has been riding on his shoulders. Y/N was always very supportive of anything Wilbur did but this was just something Y/N felt so uneasy about, but she could never build up the guts to tell Will, like something was holding her back.

Y/N was a part of Manburg but wasn't working for them, just a citizen, who was also a double agent, she was offered to by Jshlatt to spy on Pogtopia, but Y/N just got given a better offer by Wilbur when she confronted Will about it. So, she would spy on Pogtopia and tell Schlatt false information, while giving Pogtopia all of the details, every weak point, everything they needed to worry about.

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Y/N laid under the night sky, watching as stars flew by, she couldn't sleep, she was busy worrying about the whole war, on one hand, she's on Manburg's side and if Manburg wins, she wins but leaves behind her old friends but on the other hand, if Pogtopia wins, she'll be labelled as a traitor.

"Y/N!" She sat up quickly, snapping her head up to see Quackity, running to her, waving his arm around. With a breath, Y/N laid back down, closing their eyes. Quackity sat next to Y/N, looking down at her face. "What are you doing?"

"Quackity, I'm trying to relax, you know, need to be in the right headspace for the fight." She sighed, covering her eyes with an arm.

"Yeah, but you also need, you know, sleep, because you sure as hell aren't sleeping out here." He smiled, pulling at Y/N arms. Y/N chuckled, sitting up.

"Quackity, aren't you on like the other side of the war?" Y/N smiled, Quackity blinked at her but burst out laughing moments later. Y/N knew Wilbur would've told him. Y/N slowly began to think, what if Shlatt won the war, what would happen to Wilbur and their friendship, thoughts were racing though her mind.

"Y/N, you good?" Snapping Y/N out of it, she stood up, walking away from Quackity, hands in her pockets, saying a quick 'Goodbye'.

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Wilbur stood still, not to far from the entrance of where the Pogtopia base was. Y/N walked towards him, hands in pockets, Wilbur smiled at the shorter girl, now Y/N isn't that much shorter than Wilbur, but still short.

"Now, why are you here, shouldn't you be preparing?" Wilbur jokes, chuckling. Y/N took Wilbur's hands in hers. Wilbur looked into Y/N's eyes, stopping his laughter.

"Wilbur, I won't be, I won't be fighting with you." Y/N stuttered. Wilbur only shook his head, looking up at the sky. "Wilbur, you know I'm still on your side but,"

"No, Y/N, I get it, you just want to be on the winning side, no, I get it, because either way you win, right?" Wilbur smirked. Y/N nodded, looking away from him. "It's alright, I know you, you always have a plan, and I trust you." Wilbur, let go of Y/N hands and walked off back to base, leaving Y/N behind like a fool.

Oh my god, pull yourself together, Y/N thought, putting her face in her hands. Y/N put their hands back in their pockets and walked back to Manburg, to actually get some sleep.

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Y/N watched from afar as L'Manburg, the nation she had worked so hard to help, get blown up by the madman, the mad man that she was madly in love with. She didn't understand, after all of this, after all of it, this is what happens. Y/N only could laugh, as tears streamed down her face, she knew Wilbur was out of his mind but she didn't think he was this far gone.

Fundy placed a hand on Y/N shoulder, Fundy held back tears as his grandfather hugged his father in his last moments of life. Y/N threw her head back in laughter, making Fundy jump in surprise, covering his ears, almost like a reflex.

"Fundy, you fucking see this too, right!" Y/N laughed, holding onto Fundy, legs shaking. "Fundy," Y/N sobbed, falling on her knees, being caught by Fundy, he hugged Y/N, watching this was hard for the both of them and they both cried in each other's arms.

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Fundy sat on the docks with Philza and Y/N, Y/N was laying on Philza's shoulder, and Fundy was fishing with Phil. Fundy needed to go get something so he got up and left, leaving Y/N and Philza. The once peaceful silence became more tense once Fundy left. Y/N pushed herself off Phil's shoulder, and put her feet in the water.

"Are you going to talk about what happened?" She shook her head and looked away from Phil. "Will wanted me to,"

"I don't care what Wilbur wanted." Y/N admitted, sighing. Philza nodded and went back to his peaceful fishing. Y/N felt a hand touch her shoulder, it was cold, almost ghost-like. Y/N turned around to see no one, like she expected. Fundy came back with a ghost boy behind him. "Wilbur?" She asked, confused, Phil looked at Y/N and gave her an I tried to tell you look.

"Oh, hello," The ghost waved, Fundy rolled his eyes, grabbing at Ghostbur's arm, dragging him to sit him down next to Phil. Y/N felt her heart just stop beating. "You seem sad, here, have some blue!" Ghostbur offered Y/N some blue, Philza looked over at Y/N, nodding his head over to Ghostbur, she scoffed and walked away from them.

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"Phil, I don't understand!" Ghostbur said, pacing back and forth Techno's place. "Is she upset, is she upset because of me!?" Thinking aloud. Phil listened to Ghostbur's rant for about 2 or so hours, and to be frank, he had no idea what Will was on about.

"Ghost, buddy, I'm sure she is not upset at you, maybe a little mad but,"

"Phil, that's worse!" Ghostbur screamed. Stopping his pacing, putting his hands in his hair, sinking to the ground. "Phil, I just, I didn't,"

"Hey, Will, mate, it's fine, she's not mad at you." Phil said, crouching in front of Wilbur who was panicking. Phil, put a hand on his shoulder, rubbing it soothingly up and down his arm, trying to comfort his son.

"What the fuck are you doing in my house?"

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Wilbur watched the sun rise for the first time in 7 hell-like years, the trio stood and looked up at the newly reformed man, or what was left of one.

"Hi Tommy, Tubbo, it's nice to see you two again." Hands in his pockets, looking over at them. "You're new." Wilbur pointed at the enderman hybrid, Ranboo took a step back, Wilbur smiled, hair messy in front of his eyes. "Now, fill me in, what else is new?"

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Y/N sat on top of the Las Nevadas casino, dangling her legs off the large building, in her hand was a black cloak with a red X on it's side and in the other was an axe, stained in what is possibly blood. She was told by Slime that Wilbur was coming, and hell did she not want a part of it, she was over him, over all his shit.

"Y/N from Manburg?" Y/N didn't bother to turn around, only one person still said she was from Manburg. "Quackity from Las Nevadas wanted me to get you." Slime smiled.

"Okay, and why did he want you to get me?" She asked, turning around to look at Slime. He shrugged, Y/N shook her head and got up, putting on the black cloak. "Give me a minute Slime, I'll meet you down there." Slime nodded and started to climb down the scaffolding. Y/N tied a red ribbon around her neck to keep the cloak in place, putting away her axe.

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"Quackity," He turned his head to look at the person behind him, Y/N stood, arms hidden within her cloak. "Tommy," She pushed past the older man whom she had ignored. "Why did you send your sidekick to get me?"

"He isn't my sidekick Y/N!" Quackity said, crossing his arms. Y/N rolled her eyes, smirking. "Whatever, it doesn't matter, I need you to escort Wilbur out of my country." Y/N turned her head around to see Wilbur and his new look, Y/N scoffed at him.

"I didn't even notice he was here," She said with a smile, Wilbur looked Y/N up and down, catching the new look of her. "What a way to say hello Will." Wilbur coughed and looked away for only a moment, composing himself. Tommy looked at Y/N and then to Will, sensing the tension between the two.

"Are you two dating?" Tommy asked, making all three look over at him. "What!?" He said, Quackity put a hand to his face and Wilbur looked up at the sky. Y/N was too in shock to do anything other than let out a dark chuckle.

"Tommy, see this is why you are my favourite. Always a comedian." She said, grabbing Wilbur's jacket, dragging him behind her. "Gotta go, taking out the trash is hard work." She heard Tommy laugh from behind the two.

"Okay, rude much, and don't pull on the coat!" Wilbur said, pulling back from Y/N grip, she smiled, letting go of his coat. "What is your problem?"

"I'm only here to get you out of my county." Grabbing his arm, Y/N pushed him out of the borders of Las Nevadas. "Now that you're outside the border." Y/N slapped him across the face. "What the fuck is wrong with you, and why did you blow up L'manburg?!" Wilbur put a hand to his cheek, feeling it turn red in his palm.

"I didn't do anything, it was apart of the plan,"

"What plan!? Tubbo and I risked our lives to help you, Tommy was scared of you, Niki was ready to die for you, we all were ready to die for you and your stupid fucking excuse for a nation!"

"That nation was my legacy, and I wasn't going to let anyone destroy it other than me!" Wilbur screamed, his hand clenched and he dug his nails into his palms. Y/N only stared at him, both were feeling one thing, anger.

"Right, you wanted all the power, you selfish prick." Wilbur looked up at the sky and took a deep breath in. Y/N turned her back on him, walking into Las Nevadas. "I hope I never see you again." Wilbur looked at Y/N, putting his hands behind his head, letting out his breath.

Tommy was cowering behind the trees, he was watching the whole thing unfold and he was frightened, he had never seen Y/N like this and it scared him, especially when it was partnered up with Wilbur's screams, he was already sorta afraid of Wilbur but not in this way.

Tommy stupidly ran up to Wilbur's side, grabbing at Wilbur's arm, asking him if he was okay and what happened. Wilbur just stood there, hearing Tommy scream in his ear made him even more mad but he refrained from doing anything drastic, like stabbing a sword though his chest over and over again, but he refrained.

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Y/N watched as Las Nevadas blow up before her, she stood on top of the Las Nevadas Casino. She took a deep breath in, this was not what she wanted to see but she expected it. She looked behind her, seeing Wilbur and Slime hurt by his side.

"Looks like you are really crazy," Y/N held out her hand, gesturing to Slime.

"I'm not crazy, Y/N, I'm just helping."

"By blowing up my country?" Slime felt a grip on his arm, pushing him forward to Y/N. "Come on Slime." Slime limbed over to Y/N. Wilbur looked at the two. "Now. Slime hold this for me." Slime nodded and Y/N gave him her cloak. Under her cloak was her amour, she pulled out her sword and held it to her side. "Now, just like last time, you will die for what you have done." She pointed the tip of her sword at Wilbur's neck.

"You wanna kill me? Do it, I dare you." Wilbur smiled, looking down at her. "Besides, you won't, because when I'm gone, you'll lose the only person who ever loved you," Wilbur felt a sharp pain through his chest, Y/N took a step forward, pushing the sword further into his chest.

"I love you, Wilbur, and if this is what you wanted me to do, I'll do it," Y/N whispered, Wilbur, began to lose his balance, Y/N let go of the sword and Wilbur toppled over to his side. Slime looked wide eyed and Y/N as she crouched down, pulling the sword out of Wilbur's chest, letting him bleed out. Y/N turned to look at Slime who had shut his eyes at the horrific and bloody scene. Y/N looked at Slime with pity in her eyes, she looked back at Wilbur's lifeless body. She brushed his hair out of his eyes, staring at his lifeless eyes. "You always had pretty eyes."

"Y/N from Manburg?" Slime said, Y/N got up, brushing the dust off her pants. She walked over to slime, taking her cloak from his hands, she put on the cloak to cover the now bloody sword. "Is he dead, like forever?"

"Let's hope so, he was a bad man." Slime nodded, putting his arms to his side. Y/N put her hand on his shoulder. "Let's go." She smiled, Slime nodded, walking to the scaffolding. "I'll meet you down there."

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Okay, well Rain, I hope the wait wasn't that long. I hope you enjoyed the quick read, thanks for the request. ᓚᘏᗢ

#dsmp headcanon #wilbur mcyt #wilbur x reader #quackity mcyt #slimecicle mcyt #dsmp fandom #fanfic #requests are open btw

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teddy06writes · 3 years

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sorry to request yet another one, but you are such an amazing writer. Could I possibly have a romeo and juliet type story where reader is sleepybois sibling and is in love with either poly dream team (dream,George,sapnap) or just george xx

dream x george x sapnap x reader + sleepy boys x sibling!reader

trigger warnings: swearing, yelling, character death, Wilbur being a dumbass

premise: you are one of Philza’s children, and have fought for L’manburg’s independence, we follow your secret romance with the enemy, of course, this tragedy knows no happy ending

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You carefully dropped down over the side of the L’manburg wall, ducking into a roll before standing up and dusting yourself off, starting to sneak away.

A hand clamps around your forearm, pulling you around the side of a tree.

You hold back a yelp, instead turning with a smile, whispering, “Mr. Sapnap we simply must stop meeting like this.”

“And what? You’d have us march through your gates announcing ourselves to your brothers, I think not.” Nick chuckled.

“Well, I suppose that would put a damper on things.” You grinned, pressing a kiss to his lips.

He fit your hand into his, pulling you along as you started for where the others would be waiting, “Especially when they are so against our dear Dream.”

“To be fair, he was against us.” You argued.

“But no more.” The man himself pointed out, stepping out of the shadows, rising his mask enough to press a kiss to your knuckles.

“Because we continued to fight? or Because you wanted an excuse to talk to me without it being over a declaration of war?”

“I believe it was because Tommy gave up his disks,” George offered, leaning in to place a kiss on your cheek, “Hello dearest.”

You sighed, “Phil gave him those disks. They were one of the only things to survive the blast.”

Behind the mask you could tell Dream’s face fell, and he started to turn away, “I- we did what we thought was right.”

“Blowing up my country was what you thought was right?” You challenged, crossing your arms, “You even had the audacity to cheer as my head was separated from my body by the sheer force.”

“Here we go again.” George muttered.

“We didn’t know you then! Things have changed! You and your people are free now!”

“That does not change our history.” You said indigently.

“What about when Sapnap burned the forests? That’s part of your history too yet we don’t see you yelling at him!” Dream exclaimed.

You sighed, “The forests were replanted with his help, and he has shown remorse, and regret over his actions.”

Surprisingly Dream wrapped his arms around you, pulling you flush against his chest, “If that is what I takes to gain your trust, then I am sorry. I hope my past mistakes do not haunt you any longer.”

Reluctantly you wrapped your arms around him, smiling as the other boys joined the embrace.

After a few moment Dream pulled away, “c’mon, we may even have time for a proper date.”

“An election?” You questioned, “But your already the president.”

Wilbur grinned, “But I put myself in that position, if we do it this way everything is fair!”

You glanced down at the papers littering his desk, “Wil I don’t see how this makes things fair, I mean,” You picked up the note book where he’d been witting makeshift ballots, “Closing the ballots early? The people will only have one option! How is that fair?”

“Actually, I’m running as well.”

You turned to see Quackity entering the office, “You? You’ve gotta be kidding me.”

The man frowned, “Well, I figure if Wilbur here gets a chance to do it fair why shouldn’t I?”

“We’ll be able to beat him easily.” Your brother quietly assured you.

“You alright love? You seem stressed.” Nick said quietly.

You sighed looking up at the sky, “Wilbur plans to hold an election. He believes we can over take Quackity and Swag 2020, but now Fundy and Niki have made there own party as well.”

George turned, propping himself up on his elbow, “That doesn’t sound good. If he’s already in charge why does he need to be re elected?”

“We put him on the throne, Tommy, Tubbo, Niki, Fundy and I. He wishes to be there fairly with the support of the people.”

Dream hummed, “Do you think he could win?”

“It’s possible,” You sighed, leaning back against Nick, “But campaigns have been tricky, Tommy managed to dig up Jshlatt. They though he could help, but now he’s trying to make a claim to having a spot on the ballot.”

“I thought he was dead.” George said.

You laced your fingers through his, “Well now he’s just a drunk who’s running for president. God I hope it was just a joke.” You muttered the last part.

The boy shared glances, Nick hazarding, “What happens if someone else wins?”

“Well, I suppose it wouldn’t change much for me, technically I hold no office other than managing my brothers and the campaign, it’d shift me further out of public eye, but, I think Wilbur wouldn’t handle it well.”

Dream began to trace shapes into your open palm, “Well, with you in charge of the campaign I doubt your brother will fail.”

You smiled, “Let’s hope so.”

A few hours later, as the sun began to disappear beyond the hills of L’manburg you stood up from the picnic, bidding your lovers farewell, “Wilbur’s meeting starts soon, and I’ll be missed.”

After a few traded kisses you started back through the woods toward L’manburg, sneaking back in through a gap that had never been fixed in the wall, pausing at your house to change back into your L’manburg uniform before hurrying off to the white house.

“Your late!” Tommy called sharply as you entered Wilbur’s office.

“I lost track of time working on the last of the posters.” You pulled the rolled up tubes of paper from the bag you’d grabbed at the house as well.

Wilbur took the tubes as Tommy looked at you skeptically, “Yeah, doing that and what else?”

“Well I was talking to Phil today telling him about the election,” You sat down next to Tubbo, “But not much else.”

Wilbur sighed, dropping a flyer on the table, “We have more important notion to discuss, it would seem that Shlatt is serious about this.”

You grabbed the flyer, looking over the bolded, ‘Shlatt 2020′ and then back at Wilbur, “This can’t be real. I thought you closed the ballot.”

“The people favor him enough to allow him a spot on the ballot.” Tubbo sighed.

“We still stand a chance though,” Tommy said quickly turning to Wilbur, “Right Wil?”

Your older brother hesitated, wavering for a moment, before nodding, “Yes. Yes of course.”

“(y/n) I must ask you some thing.” Wilbur said as the meeting ended and Tommy and Tubbo headed out.

“Yeah?”

“Why do you sneak out?” Your breathing hitched but he continued, “Who are you meeting? What are you hiding? Who do you talk too from- from the SMP lands?” His voice turned to acid at the last words.

“I don’t go anywhere, outside L’manburg. Other than for walks in the forest on occasion.” You lied.

Wilbur examined your face, as if searching for something, “Fine then. Don’t tell me, I will find out sooner or later.”

He strode out of the room, leaving you to pull out your com tablet, privately messaging Dream, ‘it might be a bit before I can see you guys again’

‘:(’

You rolled your eyes quickly typing, ‘Wils getting suspicious, I’m just trying to keep you safe’

‘george also says :(’ Was all you received in reply, so you quickly put the tablet away, heading out of the office and out to the street.

You took a deep breath, looking back at the podium, ballots would be collected tomorrow, and then everything could change.

“Last night, before the last of the ballots were collected, Mr. Quackity of the SWAG 2020 party made an agreement with Mr. Jshlatt of the SHLATT 2020 campaign, that if neither party won the popular vote, they would combine there votes, creating a collation.” WIlbur announced.

From your place to the side of the stage you froze, fear coursing through your veins.

“And so, the combined percentages of SWAG 2020 and SHLATT 2020, bring the coalition to 46% of the popular vote.”

Your heart pounded in your ears, feeling Tommy freeze beside you.

“Which means, the coalition government of SWAG and SHLATT 2020, have won the L’manburg election, by 1%.”

The world seemed to slow as parts of the crowd erupted into cheers, Quackity jumped around on the stage yelling as Wilbur slowly moved away from the podium, out of the corner of your eye, near the back of the stands you see your boyfriends all looking down, but you paid them no mind, instead looking Shlatt dead in the eye as he grinned maliciously at you, before turning to address the crowd.

Wilbur tugged you and Tommy away from the stage, “We’re citizens tonight.”

Shlatt leaned over the podium as you took seats near the front of the crowd, “Well that, was pretty easy.”

You felt your brothers grip your hands, as you stared up at Shlatt.

“You know what I said when I announced this campaign? I said ‘things are gonna change’ I looked every citizen of L’manburg in the eye and I said ‘you listen to me... this place will be a lot different tomorrow.”

He smirked down at you, “So let’s start making that happen. My first decree as president of L’manburg- as EMPEROR! Of this great country!”

Your breathing hitched, “Is to revoke citizenship-! Of TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot, and (Y/n)! Get them out of here!”

Suddenly it seemed as though every weapon in the city was trained on you as Tommy dragged you up out of your seat.

Wilbur was yelling at you to run, but you remained frozen on the spot, turning to look at the podium one last time before following your brothers, only a few steps behind, most of the crowd beginning to disperse

Some one practically screamed your name, and you turned in time for an onslaught of arrows to bury themselves in your body.

The last thing you saw before crumpling to the ground was Dream, Nick and George rushing toward you.

Shlatt strode off the stage, trying to move closer to your body only to be blocked by Dream’s outstretched sword.

He peered around where George had flung himself over you, “I want them out of here as soon as they respawn.”

You woke to someone pressing a damp cloth to your forehead, and excruciating pain spreading throughout your body.

Your eyes flicked open, looking around at the cave you found yourself in, in confusion. When you tried to sit up a gentle hand pushed you back down, “Don’t, you only respawned fully a day ago, you're too weak for that.”

“What’re you doing here?” You groaned.

Technoblade chuckled, “I heard someone say rebellion.”

You looked at him confused for a moment before he elaborated, “This is Pogtopia, cause apparently Wilbur can’t go more than a few months without establishing a new country. Tommy found the cavern after they were ran out of L’manburg. Tubbo is working with Shlatt to hunt you guys down, and Wilbur is trying to start a plan to get the country back.”

“How’d I get here? my bed is all the way in L’manburg.”

Techno grabbed one of the baked potatoes he’d brought up to your room, offering it to you, “That’s the thing I was meanin to ask ya, is there a reasonable explanation as to why it was the Dream Team who brought your body back here? All dramatic and not wantin to leave?”

You face flushed and you turned your head away from him, “It’s a long story.”

“I’ve got time.” You brother said, moving to lean back against the wall.

You giggled nervously, “I guess it technically started when L’manburg was still fighting for independence...”

You told him of the strange glances during war councils, the way Nick had stopped in his tracks when he saw the way you looked forlorn at the burning wood, the way George found ways to sneak you trinkets signed ‘from someones special’, and the way you were never in any real danger during many battles.

You recalled your first real meeting with Dream after you had gained independence, the way he’d seemed so different then than at the signing of the peace treaty, the way that You’d received help replanting the forests, and the quiet still moments shared by the channel George almost unaware of your being there.

It was the first time you had really spoken about your lovers to anyone, and though it took a weight off your shoulders it added another as Techno subconsciously pulled out his axe and began to sharpen it.

“They wouldn’t hurt me, and the conflict that we shared was between the SMP Lands and L’manburg, not us.” You finished quietly.

Techno looked at you quizzically, “Your telling me Dream, the Dream, Mister Manhunts and smp and god among men Dream, would willingly put away his conflicts, his gains, his leverage, just for you?”

“For all of us.” You said firmly.

“That why he kept Tommy’s disks?”

“Tommy willingly gave up those disks for the country.” You muttered.

Your older brother ignored you, “That why he openly endorsed Shlatt as soon as your back was turned?”

You froze, pushing yourself to sit up, even as it made your head spin, “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Shlatt’s key endorsement, you know, the endorsement given to the guy who was suppose to endorse Wil?” He watched as your face fell, before quietly starting out of the room, “I won’t tell either of them, but if Dream loses a life cause you find out it was true, don’t look my way.”

You fished your com tablet out of the pack that was lying next to your cot, ‘we need to talk.’

“(y/n)! Thank god your okay!” Nick exclaimed, throwing his arms around you.

You hugged him back before turning to face Dream, “Why did you endorse Shlatt?”

He opened his mouth to say something but you cut him off, “And I don’t want a denial or an excuse, or- or any of that. I just want to know why you did it. Why you didn’t tell me?”

Shakily Dream pulled off his mask, looking you in the eye, “I didn’t mean to do anything that would hurt you. Technically I never publicly endorsed him, he took a piece of advice and ran with it to the people. If I had known he was going to do that I would’ve never talked to him in the first place. If I had known he was going to exile you, if he was going to take one of your lives I would have killed him where he stood with no hesitation.”

The mask shook his hand, and George gently took it from him, lacing there fingers together encouragingly.

“I know I fucked up talking to him but if he goes near you, or tries to get you exiled further, or anything like that, he’ll be dead. I- I will do what it takes to help you get L’manburg back.”

You bit your lip, still partially holding on to Nick, “Why did you tell me?”

“I didn’t want to add to the stress.”

“Also, you said Wilbur was getting suspicious, and you stopped talking to us for two days.” George pointed out.

You nodded, quietly rubbing at your eyes, “Uh, yeah, uh, so Techno knows.”

Nick stiffened, “What?”

“Technoblade knows about this- uh- us.”

“T- Technoblade, your brother, as in, The Technoblade, Mister violence, and blood god and technoblade never dies, knows about us?” George gulped.

“He only threatened Dream, so don’t worry?” You said sheepishly.

Nick chuckled, “Wonderful, that means we get out with our heads and Dream gets to fight to the death.”

“I don’t see how that’s fair.” Dream pouted.

“Maybe I just thought it better to threaten you cause I know if I tried to take the other ones you’d come for me anyway.” Techno said, striding into the clearing.

The boys sat there looking at him for a moment before he sighed, turning to you, “You better get back inside ‘fore Wil goes insane. An’ you guys better clear out before Tommy sees you and goes berserk.”

Reluctantly your boyfriends nodded, quickly muttering goodbyes and leaving, only slightly in fear of Techno, and you turned to your brother with a sigh, “He can’t keep me locked up forever.”

“He’s worried. Paranoid even, thinks Shlatts gonna send someone to kill you again,” Techno explained, guiding you back towards one of the entrances of the cavern, “The stress is getting to him.”

The days spent in Pogtopia began to blend together, the only memorable ones being the ones that were spent sneaking out and seeing your lovers, though you never excepted to see one of them within the cavern itself.

You had come down one of the narrow walkways of your new home, and when Tommy had grabbed your wrist, hissing “Dream is here! And he’s going to help Wilbur blow up L’manburg!” you were not nearly prepared to see him handing Wilbur a rather large bag.

Wilbur grinned wickedly, “This is perfect.”

“Wilbur,” Your little brothers voice was shaking, “Give me that tnt.”

Dream drew his sword, holding it up almost lazily in Tommy’s direction, “I’m going to have to step in on this one Tommy.”

You could see him smirking under the mask as you pushed Tommy behind you, “Wilbur what are you doing?”

“What needs to be done.” He said coldly, “If I can’t have Manburg no one can have Manburg!”

“And you think blowing up our home is the right move?” You said cautiously.

There was something different in Wilbur’s eyes, “No survivors.”

Techno watched this from his spot on the wall, “Wilbur I think we need to have a discussion, things like this take time to plan. (Y/n) why don’t you escort our guest out.”

You nodded sharply, starting towards the back of the cavern, “This way green boy.”

As soon as you got outside the cave you grabbed his wrist, shoving him against the rock wall, “What the fuck are you thinking?”

The now lopsided mask reviled his cocky smirk, “Shouldn’t this be the other way around?”

“Shut the fuck up! What are you thinking?” You hissed.

“I’m helping you get back your L’manburg!” He sounded all too happy about it.

“By siding with him? He’s gone manic Clay! He’s fucking insane!”

Dream winced at the words, “He’s your brother. You have to side with him.”

“My brother is gone. I side with that man because I am loyal to my family, so long as Techno and Tommy are with him I am. If there was ever a time for you two to ever get along it would not be this.” You backed away from him.

“(y/n), I’m just trying to help.”

“I know,” You said softly, turning back to the cave entrance, “I’ll see you soon.”

“Wars tomorrow.” George said quietly.

You nodded, carding your hand through his hair, “That it is.”

The month had passed quickly, and after the incident at the festival, and then Quackity’s meeting with Shlatt you seemed to have blinked and the eve of war was upon you.

You had snuck out, now spending your last night before the world changes again with your boys, huddled up together in one of the castles parapets. (It had been quite a shock to you when Dream dethroned Eret)

“We will be on different sides, how will this even play out?” Nick asked.

“Only time will tell.”

Dream, mask long since forgotten to the side, bit his lip, “(y/n), George, I want you to stay out of the fighting.”

“We can handle ourselves.” You argued.

“It’s George’s job to stay neutral, and you��re on your last life. None of us want to lose you.” He said softly, looking over Nick’s head at you.

“I will fight for my country. No one will stop me.”

“Even if Phil came back and told you not too?” Nick asked with a chuckle.

“Well-” You laughed, “I suppose it would depend.”

A while later, you began to head back to Pogtopia, your boys insisting on walking you back.

Upon reaching the cave you kissed each of them, “Until we see what tomorrow brings.”

They gave similar goodbyes, and you darted back into the cavern.

Coming around the corner someone grabbed your wrist, tugging it hard, and you came face to face with Wilbur, “Where the fuck were you?”

“uh- o- out.” You stuttered.

“Out with your boyfriends?” He taughtened, dragging you down through the cavern, past the new rooms that had been carved out recently, “When were you planning on telling us of this little fling?”

“What are you talking about?” Tears sprung to your eyes.

“Oh I know all about you and Dream and Sapnap and George! You and your fucking betrayal! Why the fuck would you try to betray me? I’m your brother!” He exclaimed, practically throwing you into a newly constructed cage.

You dug your nails into your palms, “Wilbur, please.”

“I know it was them who disconnected the TNT, who you keep sneaking out to meet, who you were conspiring against me with!” He locked the cage and you caught a glimpse of Techno, leaning against a wall looking down.

“Wil I never conspired against you!”

“We’ll see about that.” He hissed, “You’ll stay here until this is over. I may fail at regaining my L’manburg but I will not fail to kill those men.”

As he strode away you looked to Techno, “Techno what’s going on?”

“I’m sorry.” Was all he managed before hurrying away.

Tears began to stream down your cheeks as you looked around the abandoned alcove of the cavern, there was no getting out of this.

Quietly you pulled your com tablet from your sleeve, sending a messege to Phil, ‘dad I need help, Wil’s gone insane’

You leaned against the bars of the cell, Pogtopia’s few members had long since left for the battle, and you were still here, trapped where Wilbur had left you, none of your boyfriends were responding to your pings, feeling utterly hopeless.

“(y/n)?” A yell echoed through the cavern.

“Phil!” You called desperately, “I’m in here!”

A few moments later your adoptive father appeared in the doorway, shocked upon seeing the locked cage and your tear stained cheeks, “(y/n).”

You nodded as he quickly began to work at the lock, pulling you into an embrace as soon as the cage opened.

“Dad,” You hiccupped, fighting back a new wave of tears, “He’s insane! He’s gonna try to blow up Manburg again! And he’s gonna try to kill them!”

“Who is?” He asked gently.

“Wilbur! He’s gone mad!”

Phil pulled away from you to look you in the eyes, “Are you sure?”

You nodded, sniffling.

Phil took a deep breath, looking around, “Okay, you get down to where they’re fighting, you try to keep Wilbur distracted once it’s over, I’ll try to think of something to stop the tnt.”

You nodded, quickly forcing yourself up, running out of the cavern.

You hurried through the woods, pushing yourself to go faster, making it to the crest of the hill as people flooded out of the van, cheering, people of Pogtopia, L’manburg and the SMP lands alike.

You charged down the hill, not seeing Wilbur standing to the side.

“Dream! Sapnap! George!” You yelled.

They turned to see you running at them, relived to see you okay, still not understanding the cryptic things Wilbur had been saying.

“(Y/n)-” Dream was cut off a yet another arrow planted its self in your back.

“Love?” You whispered, before crumpling to the ground.

They rushed forward, but it was too late, you were gone, and George early screamed, burring his face in an expressionless Nick’s shoulder.

Dream looked up at Wilbur, whos cross bow was still raised, utterly broken, “What the fuck have you done?”

#mcyt x reader #mcyt imagines #dreamwastaken x reader #georgenotfound x reader #sapnap x reader #dream x george x sapnap x reader #dream team x reader #teddy06 writes

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thenotsohottopic · 3 years

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Can I get a fluffy thing where reader (He/him) helps c! Fundy realize that he likes boys? Like their both pretty close friends and reader is just like :D and Fundy is like 'Holy fuck' y'know? And a fluffy thing with slight angst??

Surprise Twist

character(s): c!Fundy x male!reader

genre: fluff

warning(s): swearing

yay!! my first male!reader ask )!! :D I've wanted to write for male read so badly but I could think of much. n e wayz, I've decided to make Y/n Jshlatts oldest son hope you don't mind <3

A sweet aroma surrounded the two men as they sat across from one another in Niki's new bakery. It was an early morning, both Fundy and Y/n wanting to get there before it was full of people. Especially Y/n. Saying Y/n was in love with Fundy was an understatement. He had grown quite attached to the fox, always having to try his best to hide that fact his face would heat up at the very mention of him.

"N/n, you ok?" Fundy's voice broke Y/n from his thought, startling the goat hybrid. "I've been trying to get your attention for the past five minutes."

Y/n's face heated up in embarrassment as he grabbed ahold of his horns, something he did whenever he got nervous. "sorry, Fundy."

Fundy smiled towards him, causing Y/n's heart to flutter. "Its ok, what were you thinking about?"

you

"Nothing important! Just something from this book I was reading last night," Y/n told him. This wasn't entirely a lie, Y/n did indeed read a book last night.

"What was it about?" Fundy asked, seeing Y/n's eyes quickly light up with excitement at the thought of being able to talk about the book.

Fundy felt his heart flutter as Y/n started to happily ramble on about the book, going into detail in the characters he hated and didn't, the plot and which chapters were his favorite.

Fundy couldn't help but think about how much he loved seeing you this happy. He felt himself smile, the sparkle in Y/n's eyes and the bug smile on his face made his heart flutter.

He stopped to think about it, about him. Fundy wasn't sure why, but he's never felt this way around another person before. Only ever Y/n. He kept telling himself that it was because they were his best friend but now he realizes that no its not because they were so close, it was because he was in love.

Fundy's mind stopped. He loves him.

His mind started racing, coming up with something new every few seconds until he felt Y/n's hands cup his face.

"Fundy, are you ok?" Y/n's face was now laced with concern as he looked Fundy in the eyes, keeping the fox hybrid form looking anywhere else.

pretty eyes.

Fundy soon saw Y/n's face flush and pull away, now unable to make eye contact with him. "Thank you. . you have pretty eyes too."

Fundy covered his face in embarrassment. He didn't mean to say that out loud.

#mcyt imagine #dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #dsmp x you #dsmp x y/n #mcyt x reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n #dsmp reader insert #mcyt reader insert #dream smp reader insert #fundy x reader #fundy x you #fundy x y/n

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spideymarvelws · 3 years

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can you do some technoblade x teen platonic reader headcanons about techno sorta being the reader’s mentor and being one of the only people on the smp who could actually defeat technoblade in a sword fight?

behold... another main character

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Warnings : Violence, Death, Some cursing

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The Blade and The Survivor (1/?)

Technoblade x GN!Platonic!Teen!Reader

You’ve only ever heard the story’s of the famous blood god growing up

Your brother was the first to introduce you to the legend, the legend of a man who never died

Who’s fought battles that no person could ever dream of and walked out victorious every time

The well known anarchist who’s taken down government after government

You were hooked from the very beginning and after every tail he would tell, you would beg your brother to teach you how to fight like him

While your brother wasn’t the best, he knew his way around basic weapons from your grandfather and agreed

He would bring you out to a nearby plains biome anytime you were free and teach you all he knew

And while it wasn't much, you were grateful for every piece of information and put your all into everything he taught you

He even reenacting some fights from the stories to make it interesting for you

You would always play along, acting as the infamous blade and running around with your brother

Sometimes you would shout “blood for the blood god” while killing cows or chickens

But you refused to kill pigs.

In fact you got a pet one and named it Bladey

For your birthday your brother got you a saddle and you made a carrot on a stick using the crops he stole from the farm so you could ride it across the village

He also gifted you a wooden sword and axe while he wielded stone

for safety of course, he wasn't about to give a child stone tools

Along with a shield that had the banner of your village

But out of every weapon, you were the best with a bow

You had a natural talent for it, every arrow you ever shot always hit its target

Your brother would always ruffle your hair and compare your aim to that of the blade’s, making you beam even brighter

“Who knew we have an archer on our hands, the blade could never compare,”

But all of this was done in secret

The village you lived in was safe, small and homey

Everyone knew one another, so the possibly of someone committing crimes or turning against someone was unlikely

The villagers were peaceful with one another

And with the iron golems patrolling every corner

you loved to give them poppies from your mother’s garden as a thank you

There was no need to learn to fight when you lived in a place that never needed it

The village ran on balance, equality amongst each person so that everyone could be amongst one another in peace

Plus, at the time you were the youngest in the village, considered a baby by everyone

And while you had the kindness and curiosity to match it, there was always something missing

Training was the only thing that fulfilled it

Your brother thought that your practises would disrupt that balance so he never told anyone about your activities

And that stayed true until your last night in the village

You, your brother and bladey were making your way back to the village after a long day of training when you noticed thick, black smoke rising from where it stood

You both started walking carefully to the area, you walking behind your brother with the pig in your arms for comfort

In the distance, you noted the shadow of pillagers and iron ore scattered across the grounds

You went to scream as you got close and run to your house, but your brother slapped his hand over your mouth and pulled you with him behind a nearby tree

But one of the pillagers heard the noise of leaves rustling and began to approach the both of you.

Your brother was quick to take out his sword, pushing you behind him

“Listen to me Y/n, I want you to run okay? Run and never stop until you know you’re safe okay?”

You shook your head, “What about you? What about our parents?”

He smiled sadly, shakily ruffling your hair, “I’ll be right behind you... Now go!”

The sound of swords clashing and the screams of your brother were the last things you heard as you ran, tears falling from your face

Bladey squealed in your arms, wiggling and turning to get out of them, sensing the danger but you kept your grip tight, following your brother’s orders and running as far as pos sible

Needless to say he didn’t follow, neither did the rest of the village that was left in ashes and ruins after the attack

You couldn't find the heart to turn back, to fight along side your brother

You fled like a coward. Guilt, pain and hatred riding on your back

But you didn't give up hope, plotting revenge against the mobs who destroyed your home

Who killed your family

You walked for days, stopping at villages, trading with them and improving your supplies

And getting a lot of carrots

Your wooden swords turned into iron, along with the rest of your tools

Your leather helmet turned into a full set of iron armor

But you kept your old shield, repairing it every time it lost durability

You even crafted a crossbow that you learned was the main weapon pillagers used

You dreamed of pointing it at there neck, watching the sharp arrowhead puncture their skin and bleed out on the floor

You tended to sleep through the day and fight threw the night, taking out your anger on the mobs that spawned around the wood houses you made to keep yourself warm and isolated

Times when you weren't fighting and training, you spent in the library of any village you found, learning about anything you could

It was there you learnt about the rare ore diamonds, hidden deep in caves

You also learned about enchantments, that made your armor and weapons even stronger

Soon enough you were geared up with full diamond armor and a set of diamond tools

But it was never enough, you always needed more

So you went to nether after repairing a ruined portal you came across

And began exploring

Gathered potions

All the materials you could find

Along with netherite

And fighting every mob you happened to pass by except piglins

For such a young age, you were stacked, maxed out to the point of boredom that you couldn't go further

Even Bladey had his own turtle shell, adjusted slightly to fit his head and allow him sight

You often wondered if this was what it was like to feel like technoblade

And throughout your journeys, you kept the stories your brother told you by heart, learning as much as you could about The Blade

You followed in his footsteps, using his successes as even more motivation to continue on your quest

And ready to finally get your revenge

It was easy to take down the pillage post, taking the banner and making your own shield that you kept as a trophy in your inventory as a reminder of what you lost

But it wasn’t enough, the loss of your family laid heavy and your heart

So you started protecting the villages you visited in exchange for lower prices in trades

You believed that was your purpose now, you had nothing else to do but fight for the people who couldn't fight for themselves

You wanted to help in ways that you couldn't all those years ago

You would wear a black cloak over your armor, the hood covering your head and a mask concealing your face

You couldn't imagine wearing a skull mask, even if it was for the aesthetic

You looked like death itself

Death with a cute pig side kick

Soon enough, word got around of a teenage warrior roaming the lands labelled ‘The Survivor’, catching the attention of Wilbur and Tommy who had just been exiled from L’manburg

“Why would we need them if we already have techno on our side?”

“Because we need all the allies we could get Tommy, plus we don’t want Shlatt to get to them first.”

You would be passing by Pogtopia on your horse with Bladey tucked into you lap sleeping, following a map to another village that needed help when a tall man stepped in front of your path, making you halt

“Why hello there, Survivor, care for a little chat?” he said ominously, leaning against your horse

You payed no mind to him, hitting his hand of your horse, rolling your eyes and moving around him

You’ve meet people like him on your travels before, people who only needed you for your skills and selfish reasons

At least, that how he came off and you didn’t care to stay and find out if your assumptions were true

“Hey, hey, hey, look, I’m sorry if I came off so forward but- I need your help,”

That made you stop.

“Need help with what exactly?”

He went on to explain his situation about a place called L’Manburg, an evil dictator named Jshlatt and his exile along with someone named TommyInnit

At first you said no.

You were only interest in keeping your own kind safe, protected people who needed it

And from the looks of it, it seemed that the two men put themselves in there position so they should be the one to take themselves out

That and you had more pressing matters to attend to than government

“What do you need? What would you want in return?” he started to beg, walking along side your horse as you started to ride away

“I already have all I need,” you croaked

“Well that seems boring. Don’t you want a bit of adventure in your life Survivor? A little bit of flavour to spice up it up? It must be so boring just fighting the same thing over and over again, why not work for a group? A collective?”

You grew tired of his voice, letting out a deep breath you began to consider his words

As much as you didn’t want to admit, he was right

You had been travelling around the lands, going insane, doing the same thing over and over

And while it helped people, it was growing tiring

Maybe one war wouldn’t be so bad, and perhaps you would learn some new stuff along the way

And the alliance with this so called L’manburg would be good for the long run

“If I agree... would you shut up?” you finally cut off his rambling and stopping your horse

He blinked in surprise, “Wow! If i had known talking would make you cave in, I would've brought up Tommy instead.”

You sighed, “I’ll help you okay? As long as I get free access to L’manburg afterwards along with all the supplies i need,”

“Done, done and done.”

The first day wasn’t as bad as you expected it to be

Wilbur was actually pretty chill, letting you make a new home out of the ravine they stayed in

Niki was also really kind, bringing sweet treats from Manburg every time she visited

It was nice to settle for a while, you couldn't remember the last time you slept under the same roof for more that a day

Your horse, Jewel along with Bladey seemed to settle well along with you

You also met Tubbo and Tommy, a lively duo that overwhelmed you at first but there energy was nice to see in such a grey environment

What you didn’t expect was to meet him

You would be mining a small space in the ravine for yourself and your pets when you heard a monotone voice sound from behind you

“Heh?! Who’s the kid?”

You spun around, raising your sword to the intruder but froze when you noticed the familiar skull mask, along with pointy piglin ears hidden behind bright pink hair

He didn’t seem fazed by your weapon, leaning against the stone door frame with his arms crossed

“You’re- you’re him.” you muttered in awe

Before he could respond, Wilbur popped out from behind him, “Oh, yeah. That’s Y/n, Y/n, Techno. Techno, Y/n,” he nudged his side, “They’ll be helping us take back L’manburg,”

Techno only nodded, “Nice.” he tilted his head, “Aren’t you that Survivor dude? That’s pretty pog.”

Cut to you standing frozen in place, jaw dropped to the floor, eyes wide in amazement

“You- you know who I am?” you squeaked, quickly sticking your sword in the ground and leaning against the handle, stumbling slightly

An attempt to seem cool in front of your idol

An attempt that didn't really work out

He let out a hum, “Heard the name from around yeah,” he pointed to your sword, “Might not want to stab your sword in stone, It’s not that affective.”

And with that he left

Leaving you in shock

If only your brother could see you now

After that interaction, you started to follow him around like a lost puppy, watching in awe at every little thing he did

You felt like a kid again, the warmth in your chest that you lost so long ago restored because the person who tied you and your brother together was here

Because you were training and fighting along side your childhood hero

He would act annoyed at first, always shrugging you off or moving to other rooms to avoid you

You were like a parasite

He could never shake you off

He didn’t want to grow close to anyone, he was here to take down yet another corrupt government not to look after some orphan

That was Phil’s thing.

But after time he grew a liking to you, enjoying your presence while he was farming potatoes or visiting his cow farm

You acted different around him, the hard and emotionless exterior you showed to Tommy and Wilbur completely vanished and left an innocent, happy child

He always wondered why

People never did that with him

He was a feared name across the lands of the smp, everyone usually kept there distance and became extremely cautious in his presence

But you didn’t seem to get scared, in fact, you were a talker, constantly asking question after question even if he gave no response

It was nice not to be alone after so long even though he would never admit it

Even the voices started to take a liking to your bubbly and curious personality

Why is she asking the same question

Maybe you should answer her blood god

She seems nice

You really do take after your father

He saw a part of himself in you

Unlike Tommy and Wilbur, you weren’t fighting for government, you were fighting because you had nothing else to do

Because you were bored with your everyday life being, essentially, an assassin

The thought always made him chuckle

He left like he could trust you over them because your weren't driven under a government

At least that’s what he told himself

He also wanted to see why they valued your alliance so much to give up half there riches to you from L’manburg

“Duel with me.” he said to you one day, out of the blue as you both made your way across a plain biome looking to animals to kill for food

“Heh?” you said under your breath, clearing your throat while heat rose your your face at his suggestion and the noise of surprise that escaped your mouth

Techno couldn't deny that his heart warmed just a little at the small things you began to pick up from him

“Fight with me,” he drew out his sword, turning around and facing you with the weapon raised in the air, “I wanna see what you’re made of ‘Survivor’. So come on, lets fight,”

This was the first time techno actually talked to you directly, uttered words other that demands, silly excuses or grunts of acknowledgement

“I-” you let out a deep breath, shakily taking out your own sword, “Okay, okay,”

After establishing some rules, the duel began.

He let you take the first hit, barely dealing him damage but you got the second hit as well, knocking him down two hearts

He was quick to regain himself, taking three hearts with his sword and a free hit with his bow

That gave you the idea to take out your own, running a good distance away and getting three shots in

It was a close fight, you didn’t mind if you lost. Fighting Technoblade was already an honour as it was

Then you jumped of a piece of stone, landing a crit and watched his items fall to the floor

Technoblade was slain by Y/n

You let out a short breath, eyes widening in shock that you had just won

You just killed Technoblade

“I was only going easy on you- I- What enchantment do you have on your sword? You have creative mode don’t you? Yeah, you have creative mode... there’s just no way-”

You bit your lip, trying to suppress your laughs as the blood god ran over to pick up his items with a red face

“Hey! Hey don’t laugh! This isn’t a laughing matter!”

“It- it kind of is.” you said shyly, putting away your sword and eating some steak to regain the health you lost, “If it makes you feel better, I had one heart...”

“oNe hEaRt! She had one heart chat! What is this-”

His words had you rolling on the floor, wiping your eyes of the tears falling from your at how hard you were laughing

“What- What do I have to do for you to keep this between us-” he whispered after you calmed, looking around the the space, making sure it was just you and him

You shrugged, “Nothing really- I- uh, i didn’t mean to kill you... I’m sorry-”

Sorry? Who the fuck says sorry for killing someone

Who says sorry for killing him?

If anything you should be gloating, getting a billbourd and displaying the chat message for everyone to see

He’s never been gladder that nobody else was connected to the chat at the time

“I was going easy on you.”

“I- sure, sure okay...” you thought about it for a second, “If so... then why don’t you teach me the things you didn’t try? Like techniques and stuff...”

He froze at your suggestion, “You want- you want to learn from me?”

“Yeah!” you beamed, “You were... a big inspiration for me growing up and, I would love to learn from the source and not just through tails and stories.”

He thought about it for a bit, usually he would rely on his voices but they were all just insulting him

He didn’t see the harm in it, out of all the children on the SMP, he tolerated you the most

That and you had potential, it was rare to find someone with such skills and who acted humble with them

He sighed, patting the top of your head with a huff, “Sure... Sure why not.”

“Wait, seriously?”

“Yeah sure, I mean what’s the harm in it right?” he ruffled your hair

The action made your eyebrows rise and when you looked back up at the piglin hybrid, all you saw was the smile of your brother looking down at you

“Hey, everything alright?” he questioned, noticing your sudden glossy eyes

You quickly rubbed them with your knuckles, “Yeah, yeah I- I just forgot something at Pogtopia,” you said, backing away with an embarrassed smile, “I’ll meet you back there,”

“Sure, sure... I’ll just continue hunting,”

As you ran away he let out a deep breath, taking out swords and looking down at it with a scoff

“Chat... we never speak of this... again.”

After that, the both of you were inseparable

Going on adventures with each other, looting and exploring together

Where ever he went, you followed in his footsteps as he taught you about whatever he could

He even took you to his secret base and allowed you to help him in gathering supplies to help the fight

“What’s with the pig by the way?”

“It’s my emotional support pig.”

“And his name is bladey?”

“...”

“It’s a short for bladder...now what were you saying about poisoned arrows?”

And while you appreciated the action, your favourite times where the calm ones

When he would take you up to a hight tower or hill so the both of your could relax, maybe eat some mushroom stew as he told you stories of his own adventures

You opened up to him as well, telling him about your family and your village, how you were travelling around with so sense of direction

It was strange how easily he trusted you, maybe it was because you had similar experiences as him

You understood him and he understood you

You also began to make good friends with the rest of Pogtopia along with everyone else who started to betray shlatt and join there side, becoming more open with the reassurance from Techno that they weren’t bad people

You fit in well, a lot more that he did

You had potential for a bloodless life, he saw that

He didn’t want you to make the same mistakes as him, he didn’t want you to live the same isolated life

And while you agreed with his thoughts on anarchy, he didn’t want to you to have any part in what he was doing.

So when L’Manburg was taken back and Tubbo was but in power, he felt a sense of dread opening his enderchest and taking out his six wither skulls

Don’t let the wither’s hurt them

You’re going to hurt them more that they are

You won’t be able to protect

Protect them at all costs

It wasn’t just the voices that felt the urge to keep you safe

Over the months he’s grown a liking to you, treating you like his own student and teaching you the things he wish he knew at your age

But he could also be the one to corrupt you.

And he didn’t have the heart to find out which way it would go

You caught sight of the skulls in his hands before he switched to his sword, a hard look on his face as everyone began fighting each other

“Techno?” you walked up to him, “Are you-”

“Yeah... yeah I am.” he puffed out his chest, pulling you the side, “Look, things are about to get messy and when they do I want you to run-”

You knew where this was going, flashbacks of your brother fighting one of the pillagers to save you as you ran away to safe yourself, sacrificing himself for you

“No.” you cut him off before he could continue.

While you knew Techno was going to come out of this alive, you had the power to help him now, to help everyone, you didn’t need to run anymore

You considered Techno family now, well the closest thing you had to it and you weren't about to loose that

Not again.

“I’m staying with you Tech,”

He shook his head, “If you do, L’manburg would never look at you the same, you’ll be an outcast once again-”

“Then do what you have to do, but I’m not running away. What happens here is because of everyone’s belief and I believe in safety and protection so that is what I’ll provide.” you took out your sword smirking, “Plus, we all know what happened last time when you tried to fight me,”

“I thought you promised to never speak of this again!”

“I’m sorry I had to-”

“Okay kid, okay...” he took a deep breath, “Just stay clear of dream and his crew... and the withers... Actually? here take some golden apples-”

“Just go be an anarchist Techno,” you pushed him forwards, rolling your eyes, “I’ll be fine.”

“Actually, take this God apple and a few more potions-”

“I already have some-”

“Well take more. And some extra armor... just in case-” he threw the items at you before running away and setting up the soul sand, not wanting anyone to catch on to what he was doing

And with one final look around following the conclusion of his speech, he placed the skulls, unleashing ultimate chaos on the land once called L’manburg

...

Sorry this took so long! I always get ahead of myself with requests and end up writing a lot more that planned but i hope you enjoyed! I was making this so long that I had to spit this into part two, maybe part three to cover the rest of the lore and to be able to develop more on their relationship besides backstory

That and i really want to write the execution scene but this was already 4k words...

Feedback always appreciated🥰

#technoblade x reader #mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #technoblade x y/n #technoblade x you

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cathers-world · 5 months

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My happy ending(SBI x Sibling!Reader)

Pairing: Platonic!SBI x Sibling!reader(C!Techno,C!Philza,C!Tommy,C!Wilbur)

Prompt:”Til death do us part” “even in the end, i was never alone”

A/N: I hope you enjoy. my requests are open!

It was always us five, Our parental figure Philza, Wilbur and Techno, Tommy and I.

“Til death do us part” I giggled, The family i had always known, Scattered out around me in the feild we had all just been running around, chasing each other, in. “Do you even know what that means, (Y/N)?” my brother Wilbur asked, chuckling. i sat up and looked over at him, “ i think so” i replied. “ dont people say it when they want to stay together forever?”. Wilbur sat up and looked over at me, Our other family members snickering as wilbur spoke. “your close enough” he replied. Slowly, i layed my head back down on my fathers chest, letting out a small sigh. “i wish we could stay like this forever..”

several years later, Two of my brothers began their own country, and along with that country came a war. the war was stressful, yet, when it finnally ended, the seeds of that new country grew into a safe place for all. With a final goodbye to my father and brother techno, i left to live in l’manburg.

“Wilbur! Tommy!” i exclaimed, dropping my bags at the entrance gate as i ran up to the two,hugging the two by the neck. “(Y/N)” the both laughed, hugging me back. letting the two go i looked up at them. “ ive come to live here with you guys” i exclaimed, giving the two small jazz hands. the two looked at eachother the burst out laughing, “ im so grateful you are” tommy began, grabbing me by the arm, tugging me along “im going to give you a tour”. letting out a chuckle, wilbur grabbed my bag and began to follow us.

Its been about a year, i grew close to my fellow citizens and even began to organize wilbur’s, documents when i had the spare time. I was so sure that wilbur would when the elections came up. When he was beat by 1% by a newcomer, jshlatt, I almost began crying. I did start crying when shlatts first decree was exiling my brothers. I was terrified when shlatt called me up to the stand and asked me to become his secretary, I was so sure i would share my brothers fate if i refused. The whole country was silent as they waited for my answer. Without a choice i accepted.

i sat in my house as i played my piano for niki and jack, two of my closest friends. A loud sharp knock was heard from my door and before either could answer the door for me, Shlatt and his little gang entered my home. “Where have you been (Y/N)?” Shlatt asked. Without stopping i responded “ i have no work today so i was spending time with my closest friends”. I continued to play the piano as shlatt and his lackies looked between each other, clearly uncomfortable with how i responded. “ I never said you had the day off” shlatt barked, he was trying to be intimidating as he threatened “ if you don’t ill have you executed”. I paused, turning my head around, to look him in the eyes as i responded. “ Id like to see you try, Big brother techno wouldn”t be to pleased with you”. my face turned into a tight malicious smile as i turned around and played the last few chords of the song i had been playing. Another knock sounded at my door, “ and that should be him right now” i stood up, dusting my skirt off as i walked to my front door, brushing past Quackity. “ Dad! Techno!” i exclaimed giving both a warm hug as i brought them into my house,walking straight past Shlatt, george and Quackity. My father and older brother sat down on the sofas with Niki and Jack while i took my position back at the piano. Looking back at the trio in my doorway, i gave another smile “ will you be joining us boys?” i asked cocking my head to the side. The trio sputtered out their seperate reasons not to and quickly left my house. the atmosphere quickly returning to the cheerful one from moments before.

After that incident, and two days ‘til the festival, Shlatt would try his hardest to fuck up my work, To get me to snap at him once more so he would have a reason to execute me. I would never let him get that satisfaction though.

It was the day of the festival, Everything was set up and perfect, or so i thought.

“ Tubbo, (Y/N). Come on up here would you two?”. he laughed. a knot formed in my stomach as tubbo and i made our way up to where shlatt stood. “Do you two know what we do to traitors” he asked, looking between the two of us the gesturing something to his vice presidents. Before we could move, we were incased in cobblestone. “ what the fuck shatt” i snarled, my surpressed rage finnally bubbling over. The bastard looked over at the crowd, And with a malicious smile he said “We kill them”. i swore and shouted at him as he had my own brother come up from the crowd to do the executing. Techno looked at me with sad eyes, trying to obviously convince himself to. “Its alright Tech, Just remember i love you all” My face in a weary smile as he finally shot.

i never thought that would be when i would lose my final cannon life. I floated in the warm darkness, reminicing on everything my family did up to that point. i gave myself a wistful smile as i thought “Even in the end,i wasnt alone. I had a family who loved me and some of the best friends you could ever ask for” And when my brother wilbur joined me in that inky darkness we chose to return to the land of the living, For his unfinished symphony and for my final happy ending.

#mcyt x reader #dream smp x reader #sbi x reader #x reader

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