#alt chat my beloved

[sapybara]

Dream Team VODs & Videos Masterlist

Hi hello! I noticed there's a lot, and I mean a lot, of new people wanting to know the Dream Team better and join the fandom, so i thought I'd give you a quick tour through some vods and videos that are personally the ones that I enjoyed the most. Of course, this is not everything, but just a little starter, to get to know them better. So, for your enjoyment, here's my masterlist of Dream Team content.

Note: this list will NOT include dsmp lore

DREAM

▪︎ Main YouTube Channel

▪︎ Alt YouTube Channel

▪︎ Music YouTube Channel

▪︎ Main Twitch Channel

▪︎ Alt Twitch channel

Of course, the most iconic Dream Content™ is his Minecraft Manhunt Series, where he tries to speedrun minecraft while his friends try to kill him before he kills the ender dragon. Theres 26 different Manhunts (including the "non canon" ones) that go progressively from 1 Hunter to 5 Hunters, and while watching them in order is fun, these videos can be watched as stand alone in any order! My personal favourites are Speedrunner vs 2 Hunters and Speedrunner vs 3 Hunters Grand Finale, but I highly recommend watching all of them.

Outside of the Manhunts, I really like Death Shuffle and Minecraft But We Can Only See One Chunk but there's lots of other that you can check out.

If you don't feel like watching minecraft and want something more chill, Geoguessr VODS are a good choice. They last 2 hours and he just chill with chat and answers some questions: Here and Here are two of the most recent ones!

And, you might have heard of the Dream Discord Podcast (Drodcasts for short), which are also very chill, sound only that you can have as background noise. This playlist has most of them without silences and here's another playlist with the most recent ones. The must of this are the infamous Are You In Love With Your Best Friend Quiz (The Quiz per se it's in 1:39:13) and when he Took It Again A Year Later (timestamp for this is 1:40:32)

Also here's Dream playing FNAF Security Breach that I'm adding just bc is hilarious and he's a little scared cat

If you want a full list of Dreams VODs here's a playlist

SAPNAP

▪︎ Main YouTube Channel

▪︎ Alt YouTube Channel

▪︎ VODs YouTube Channel

▪︎ Main Twitch Channel

▪︎ Alt Twitch Channel

Sapnap my beloved, his main YouTube Channel is minecraft only, but he likes to stream other games Valorant and Fornite (+ others) on twitch.

As for minecraft, he has his "Minecraft But" series, my personal favourites are Minecraft But We're All Colorblind (a classic) and Mincraft But It's 2D from his main and The Most Chaotic Minecraft Video from his alt. The Shock Stream (where he gets electrocuted if he takes damage) also absolutely hilarious.

For some background noise, the speedrunning minecraft stream is a good choice.

For other than minecraft, the Risk Stream and Pokémon stream

For IRL content, Cooking Stream with Karl and Eating Minecraft Food are good starters.

His vod channel isn't really complete but here's a channel and here's another that have some more of his VODS that include Valorant, Fornite, IRL meet ups, Pokémon, Detroit Becomes Human, and MCC Practices content.

Also he is the co-host of Banter, a podcast with Karl and (recently) George, where they invite different people and ask them questions.

GEORGE

▪︎ Main YouTube Channel

▪︎ Alt YouTube Channel

▪︎ Highlights YouTube Channel

▪︎ Vlog YouTube Channel (Coming Soon™)

▪︎ VODs YouTube Channel

▪︎ Main Twitch Channel

▪︎ Alt Twitch Channel

Just like Sap, George's main is minecraft based. He has a series called Minecraft But My Friend is my Pet where he tries to beat minecraft with Dream (who's a mob) helping him and also a "Minecraft but" series, where Sapnap, Dream and him play minecraft with a twist. Minecraft But You Can't Touch The Floor is hilarious and one of my favourites along with Minecraft But If You Laugh You Lose Finale and his own Shock video. I can't not mention the Minecraft But I'm Not Colorblind Anymore, which is a classic and really cute. The Mincraft Basketball VOD is really entertaining and features Dream, Sapnap, Quackity and Callahan.

I highly recommend his POV for MCC All Stars, where the three of them are teamed together and they crush it.

For some George IRL content, the musts are his First Cooking Stream and his Birthday Cooking Stream. I personally LOVE Tommy's Waterpark vlog ft George too. The Highlights of the Hot Tub stream are super entertaining too.

For some Non-Minecraft content, I recommend his Stray VOD which is kinda long but really relaxing and nice George Solo content. The FNAF Security Breach VOD is also a good option

Here's a playlist of all his streams if you want to check them out

And that would be it! It's not all and I'm leaving a lot of content out but I think this is a good starter if you want to get to know them better. There's a lot of content of them on their friend's channels (Like Karl Jacobs and TommyInnit) that is worth checking out too. Hope this is useful, and welcome to the fandom!

#thanks dtblrcon for the help with this you guys are awesome <3 #PLEASE if you have another suggestions add them! everything is welcome #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #dream team #masterlist

[unscharf-an-den-raendern]

Infos aus dem Kika-Chat

Bevor ich mir jetzt die dritte Folge mit der Schminkszene und dem Nolin-Heartbreak reinziehe, werfen wir doch mal einen Blick auf darauf, wie sich unser Lieblingstrio im Kika-Chat geschlagen hat.

Philip hat im Oktober Geburtstag

Samuel wird das Gefühl von dem Schleim nie vergessen

Johnny ist immer noch 16, wird aber demnächst 17

Philip möchte mit der Schauspielerei gerne noch etwas weitermachen

Wir werden etwas über die Beziehung zwischen Noah und seinen Eltern sehen (ob das in Folge 1053 schon alles war bleibt abzuwarten)

Johnny mag, wie Colin "Konflikte mit anderen und sich selbst meistern konnte" (ist das jetzt ein gutes Omen?)

Samuel ist mit Staffel 15 bis 20 aufgewachsen, aber seine Lieblingsstaffeln sind 26 und 27. (Staffel 15 war auch bei mir die erste Staffel, die ich komplett geguckt habe. Wenn ich mich Recht erinnere bin ich irgendwo am Ende von Staffel 14 eingestiegen.)

Samuel findet Pastinake besser als Fenchel

Samuel ist 16 und hat im Juni Geburtstag

Johnny hat immer noch eine Freundin (wieso werden schon wieder Fragen zum Beziehungsstatus zugelassen)

Johnny auf die Frage, ob er ein Nolin-Shipper ist: "Sind wir das nicht alle?"

Philip ist 18

Samuel hat noch nie Fenchelsaft probiert, stellt ihn sich aber eklig vor

Philip hat mit Noah (neben der Frisur) die zurückhaltende Art gemeinsam

Johnny ist nicht schwul (WIESO WURDE DAS SCHON WIEDER DURCHGELASSEN?)

Samuel hofft, nach Schloss Einstein weiter zu schauspielern

Samuel auf die Frage, warum er so cool ist: "Gene?"

Philip hat einen Bruder namens Simon

Samuel auf die Frage, wie er Nolin findet "Als Joel bin ich glaube verpflichtet, Noah und Colin zu unterstützen"

Samuel auf die Frage, was er davon hält, dass alle einen Crush auf ihn haben: "Ich denke, das ist Quatsch". Die TikTok Edits sagen etwas anderes lol.

Freddy ist immer noch bei Chung

Johnny hat einen Hund

Philip auf die Frage, ob er Nolin shippt: "Ja schon"

Samuel ist 1,75 groß

Johnnys Lieblingsfilm ist Seven, den soll man aber natürlich nur schauen, wenn man alt genug ist (Ist wirklich ein guter Film!)

Samuel hört gerne eine bunte Mischung aus allem, vor allem Rock, Indie, Jazz und Neue Neue Deutsche Welle (Neue Neue Deutsche Welle, my beloved!)

Samuel findet, dass eine Lovestory zwischen Joel und Annika gut gepasst hätte, aber grundsätzlich ist alles gut, wie es ist

Samuels momentaner Lieblingssong ist Bunker von Balthazar

#schloss einstein

[k1yamaluvskaiser]

✩‧₊˚ heart to heart ... ( by mac demarco ) ☁ s. nagi x gn!reader ☁ ೃ⁀➷ notes // highly suggest listening to it while reading <3 i linked it to the title !!

late night minecraft shenanigans with your beloved, nagi seishiro.

❝ angel... y'know i'll always wait for you to fall sleep first... ❞

you let out a long, frustrated sigh, for what felt like the umpteenth time that evening.

hearts4seii_ was slain by allmightsasshairs using texassmashyomama

that makes 187.

allmightsasshairs : BWHAGWAHGDWAFGHJEA allmightsasshairs : DUDE THIS BITCH IS SO ASS I CANT LOL miiwa.xx : give it a rest lol ur still using the same shit hacks to kill her hikaxruu_ : hacks?? LMAO u could kill her with just a wooden stick

you aggressively typed out a long, rage-fueled response in the chat box, before taking a long pause and completely deleting the entire paragraph.

it’s fine. i'll just finish the house for seishiro, and leave. besides, they’ll leave me alone soon enough if i stay quiet, anyway. snapping back would only add fuel to the fire.

or, so you thought. as you pressed on the respawn button, your eyebrow twitched upon finding out that the player had destroyed your bed in your base, therefore resetting your spawn, all the way back 16,000 blocks away.

nevertheless, you exhaled deeply, and kept your composure.

sometimes, it amazed others how patient you were. you’ve been at this game of minecraft for 6 hours now, and you didn’t plan on stopping, even if your bedside clock clearly displayed the time of 3AM. you were determined to finish the lovely little home that you had turned a beautiful lush cave into, for your beloved boyfriend when he joined tomorrow.

although those players were teaming up on you and killing you for fun, you blatantly ignored them each time and continued to build the base without saying a single word to them.

after travelling an agonizing 16,000 blocks to the spot you died in, you sighed in relief as you picked up the items that were dropped when you were killed earlier.

okay, i’m almost done. it’s just a few more finishing touches, then i can finally slee--

your eyes focused on the once so beautiful scenery before you. the dimly lit, silent and serene lush cave that you spent six hours building, was destroyed.

engulfed in flames, doused in lava, and swarmed with every kind of mob in the game. the base that you worked so hard on was completely demolished.

you frowned, and immediately left the game without a word, too pissed off to even get angry at the players. you slammed your laptop shut and tossed it onto the carpet beneath your bed, tugging the covers over your head and huffing as you shut your eyes.

unbeknownst to you, a certain someone was wide awake the entire time. watching you play, for the last six hours, ever since he slipped into your sheets and cuddled up into your side comfortably. he watched, from the corner of his eye, with his face snuggled up and hidden in your arm.

nagi seishiro observed as you, his wonderful, patient and determined girlfriend, built a beautiful home for the both of you to share in a silly little block game. even with the other players bullying you and your weaker and less-experienced self, you didn't give up even once.

it somehow made his heart flutter.

upon seeing the scenery encapsulated in nothing but ruin, he saw the look of disappointment and hurt in your eyes. he couldn’t help but share the feeling when he witnessed you finally quitting after all those hours of perseverance.

when you had fallen fast asleep in his loving embrace, the sneaky boy gently tucked a pillow in your arms to substitute his presence as he sat up and took his own laptop into his hands, launching the game on his own account.

hearts4y/n_ has joined the game. allmightsasshairs : oh look whos back on her alt LMAOO

hearts4y/n_ burned to death.

allmightsasshairs : HAHAHWHHAA allmightsasshairs : U DIED IN THAT LAME BASE DIDNT U

miiwa.xx was slain by hearts4y/n miiwa.xx : WTF?????

hikaxruu_ was slain by hearts4y/n_ hikaxruu_ : HUH

hearts4y/n_ whispers to allmightsasshairs : give my girlfriends stuff n fix her base allmightsasshairs : oH sO SCarED LMFAOO NO WAY SHE GOT HER BF TO FIGHT ME RN

allmightsasshairs was slain by hearts4y/n_ using last warning or ill leak ur ip

allmightsasshairs : wait what the fuck?? allmightsasshairs : WHERE DID YOU EVEN COME FROM hearts4y/n_ : 3. hearts4y/n_ : 2. allmightsasshairs : u cant even get my ip u pussy hearts4y/n_ : kanagawa looks nice. i should pay a visit sometime. allmightsasshairs : WHAT THE FUCK hearts4y/n_ : must suck living right behind a creek. probably smells like shit 24/7 allmightsasshairs : OKAY OKAY IM SORRY ILL GIVE THE STUFF JUST PLEASE DONT LEAK IT HERE hearts4y/n_ : fix her base. hearts4y/n_ : return it to how it was before you trashed it. if even a single block is off, ill leak your ip on every social media platform that exists on the internet. allmightsasshairs : YES OKAY I WILL IM SORRY

nagi yawned as he set the laptop on his bedside table, leaving the device open to monitor the player rebuilding what he had destroyed. he turned over on his side to face you, before wrapping his large arms around your smaller figure and pulling you into a spooning position.

you stirred awake from the sudden movement, rubbing your eyes as your boyfriend pressed his face into the top of your head, inhaling your sweet, soft scent. the sweet boy let out a light whine when you pulled away from his embrace.

‘sei...? why’re you up, baby? ‘s something wrong?‘ you cooed in a raspy voice as you cupped his cheek, brushing away the small strands of snow white hair in his face. “mm... yeah. i saw the place you made for us, pretty. ‘t was gorgeous, jus’ like you.“ he murmured, watching in amusement as your eyes widened at his remark.

you sat up in revelation, staring down at the cute, sleepy boy who griped at the complete loss of your warmth.

'you were awake the entire time...?' "'f course, angel. y'know i'll always wait for you to fall sleep first."

when you caught eye of his open laptop behind him, you giggled lightly. your nose and ears were no doubt dusted with a light shade of pink as you laid back down, trying to think of just what this menace did to get your bully to restore your creation. your big, 6'2 boyfriend wrapped his arms and legs around you, no doubt trapping you in his chest, but you didn't mind a single bit.

you could be trapped there forever if it meant keeping this cute, scheming boy that you could proudly call yours.

a/n ; lets all pretend this drabble ended just as scrumptious as the main idea of boyfriend!nagi protecting u and ur cute aesthetic builds in mc and not with the bullshit ending i randomly typed out pls i have writers block rn idk what im doing

#nymwritesbllk #nymwrites #bllk #blue lock #nagi seishiro #nagi #seishiro #nagi x reader #nagi seishiro x reader #blue lock nagi seishiro #blue lock nagi #sobbing screaming tearing my eyes out when is it my turn to be happy

[noahreids]

NUVO MAGAZINE | Noah Reid on Switching Gears and Making Adjustments

Writer Josh Greenblatt | Photographer Ted Belton

From Schitt’s Creek to a Broadway debut, the screen and stage actor is now pouring his emotions into music. When Noah Reid appears on our video chat, he’s sitting in what looks like the prototypical New York apartment with a gallery wall obscured by lush monstera plants. The Toronto native has been staying at a friend’s place in Queens during his run in the Tony-nominated Broadway show The Minutes, which has earned rave reviews, though Reid ignores them. To his right sits the cover of his third album, Adjustments, which features boarded-up storefronts, an image of a period marked by immense change. “During the pandemic, the visual texture of neighbourhoods changed so much,” Reid says of the inspiration behind the eerie album art. “So many businesses that didn’t make it through, the boarded-up stores, they became part of the tapestry of the streetscape, certainly in Toronto, and I’m guessing in a lot of places.” He wonders what happened to the owners. “If you had to close your business, where would you go? What would you do?”

Reid starting writing songs for the album, the follow-up to his sophomore effort, 2020’s Gemini, before the pandemic, but when the world locked down, his Gemini tour was cancelled. It was just a month before the final episode of Schitt’s Creek aired. The beloved sitcom became a cultural phenomenon, winning a record number of Emmy Awards plus a Screen Actors Guild Award for Best Ensemble, and made Reid a star as Patrick Brewer, the love interest to Dan Levy’s character, David.

Noah Reid was photographed in Toronto this past June, while on a trip to his hometown from New York, where he is staying during his run in the Tony-nominated Broadway show, The Minutes.

Lockdown was an intensely creative time for Reid, if a trying one. “I was staying up way too late and just couldn’t differentiate the hours of the day,” he says, his casual approach to making music allowing him to hone his voice without the noise or pressure of a major label. Recorded live at Toronto’s Union Sound Company and produced by Juno Award nom­inee Matthew Barber (who also collaborated with Reid on Gemini and his 2016 debut album, Songs from a Broken Chair), Adjustments came to life over a series of sessions with musicians including Bahamian guitarist Christine Bougie and Great Lake Swimmers drummer Joshua Van Tassel. The result is an intensely personal, emotionally raw examination of our new, uncertain reality. “Everyday,” the effervescent album-opening lead single, encapsulates Reid’s headspace during the making of the album. “I wrote that song in the early days of the pandemic, when I’d look out the window at this park that’s usually full of kids and families but now was totally desolate,” he says. “It came from a feeling of being forced into a sort of loneliness and not really knowing what to do about that.”

Reid knows his genre of music isn’t exactly made for radio play. Alt-rock isn’t the most culturally relevant right now, he says. “I’m not trying to write hit songs. I just am writing from my own perspective.” Unlike in Hollywood or on Broadway, where producers, development executives, and casting directors determine actors’ fates, having full creative control over his music is paramount. So what is Reid’s perspective? “Finding that undercurrent of adjustments,” the artist says. “Sometimes the adjustment is about kind of letting go of what you can’t control, and sometimes it’s about trying to try to put a better foot forward.”

Noah Reid’s latest album, Adjustments, is an eight-track disc of smooth alt-rock.

Reid, 35, was born in Toronto to visual artist parents and began performing in local theatre productions as a young boy. A sensitive kid with energy to burn, he sang in his school choir, played on sports teams, and did typical extracurricular activities. But at the same time, he says, “I was going off and doing these other things that felt special and creative,” for which he sometimes felt isolated from his peers—feelings he explores on the song “Left Behind.” He originally thought the song was about the end of Schitt’s Creek, he says, but now feels it has more to do with “deeper-seated feelings of being left out of things or moving through different groups of people when you’re involved in these casts.” He and Levy remain close. “We had so much stuff together, and that became a real foundation of a really loving, trusting friendship,” Reid says. “And you know, that on-screen partnership, we had to really rely on each other and build that trust with each other. A lot of projects, I’ve taken a few friends with me from each thing, and Schitt’s Creek, it’s just that special thing where if I’m in the same place as any of those people, that’s a terrific day for me.”

Noah Reid knows his genre of music isn’t exactly made for radio play. Alt-rock isn’t the most culturally relevant right now, he says. “I’m not trying to write hit songs. I just am writing from my own perspective.”

A graduate of the National Theatre School of Canada, Reid is a rare example of a child actor who made it to the big leagues. His disarming sincerity recalls the wholesome affability of his Schitt’s Creek character. “I don’t consider myself famous,” he says. “I know some famous people. They live differently from me.” Recently, in New York, Levy asked him how he’s been handling his new-found celebrity after the premiere of The Minutes. “That guy can’t walk down the street,” Reid says of his famous friend. “I can walk down the street, and maybe people are, like, ‘I know you from somewhere.’”

Despite his current stardom, Reid has found his fumbles more meaningful than his successes. “I think some of the best moments in my life have been when things professionally weren’t working out,” he says. “And I found things that grounded me—relationships and an understanding that you can contribute to the world around you and your community in ways that don’t involve people clapping for you or inviting you to fancy parties and stuff.” This healthy remove from Hollywood excess feels like a more honest place to make music audiences can relate to, which is more important to Reid than commercial success or industry praise. Not that they are irrelevant, but “now, interestingly, professional success is abundant, and it’s a hard time to focus on it because I’ve got other family matters that I value more deeply,” Reid says. “And so that kind of balancing act can be really tricky.”

As his run in The Minutes ends, Reid is adjusting to his new gig: fatherhood. And he’s approaching it like he has everything else that’s come his way: with a level head and grace. “I’ve always had a sense that rolling with the punches is important, that things are going to come and go,” he says. “I don’t get too high, don’t get too low, just be chill. Take what comes and try to do what you can with it. There’s always another day. If that thing doesn’t work out, there’ll be something else.”

#noah reid #noah reid: media #noah reid: articles

[rosewaterandivy]

The injury of finally knowing you and/or notes on a scene for the WIP game! 💜

Ash my babe & beloved, whatever your little heart desires! 😘

*cracks knuckles*

Notes on a Scene came to me as a vision. initially, i did not have ambitions to continue to TKAA universe but then best friend Eddie had other plans! it’s my first foray with an alt!reader and i’ve had to rely on my spouse’s immense film collection to carve out the basic touchstones— horror, sci-fi, & film noir. additionally, i thought it would be interesting to have a character acclimating to Hawkins and a pre-existing friend group. so, while Trouble embraces reader with open arms, i think there will be some instances of growing pains and a sense that reader doesn’t belong as well as how fuck buddy Eddie would deal with that. (random group chat snippet below the cut)

Injury of Finally Knowing You is my love letter to Practical Magic and the witchy vibes of my youth! carpenter!Steve is so precious to me— there’s a definite fish out of water concept at play, as well as his struggle with ptsd post-Hawkins and the Upside Down. he’s not as hard-boiled and cowboy as the romantic lead from the novel or film, but they do share the same softness in how they treat others. as you know, i’m operating on pure vibes in that series and am working to lay the groundwork for the inevitable payoff. steve definitely fell first, but that just means reader is going to fall harder, eventually. because she’s stubborn and obstinate on the best day. so it’s going to take a collective effort from the aunts and some scheming friends for steve to get the girl.

💫elite meeting💫

princess 👑: g’mornin plebs, anyone have any gum on them?

save ferris 😎: i take offense, if anything i’m a patrician

trouble 👁️👄👁️: honey no, it’s too early for your ancient rome lecture

dingus 👽: i’ve got juicy fruit, would that help?

princess 👑: what would be a bigger help is you poppin across the hall to watch my gremlins for a minute

dingus 👽: say no more, mon amour

trouble 👁️👄👁️ ‘liked’ this message

wild thing 😜: robs, what’s the hot goss? tell me everything

trouble 👁️👄👁️: would spearmint be okay? i can run a kid down with some

[dingus 👽 sent an image - desktop with a can of liquid death and a pack of saltine crackers, crumbs scattered on the desk mat, minecraft pulled up on the computer screen]

dingus 👽: considering she’s got this shit on her desk, i’d say yeah, run a kid down here real quick

trouble 👁️👄👁️: kk, i’m sending will

save ferris 😎: that’s a tallboy, wtf is she doing with that

wild thing 😜: that’s liquid death, you cretins, it’s canned water. flat or seltzer?

dingus 👽: black, so seltzer i think

princess 👑: aaaand i’m back 😓- thanks robs!

wild thing 😜: all good?

trouble 👁️👄👁️: tell will not to linger! we have writing conferences today

princess 👑: 🫡

princess 👑: nothing to worry about, just the ol’ puke and rally

save ferris 😎: not on rex manning day!

trouble 👁️👄👁️, dingus 👽, princess 👑, and wild thing 😜 ‘liked’ this message

princess 👑: no shame in my game, someone has to set an example to these kids

wild thing 😜: sugar, you gotta stop saying shit like that 😤

dingus 👽: ruh-roh 👀👀👀

save ferris 😎: hold up there, scoob

princess 👑: why, TMI?

trouble 👁️👄👁️: never babe, he’ll just fall even more in love with you is all

wild thing 😜: trouble, 🤜 that’s my fist comin’ for your ass

trouble 👁️👄👁️: 🏃‍♀️💨

wild thing 😜: that’s right, you better run! i know where you live 🔪🔪🔪

#wip game #cee’s got mail! #fic: noas #fic: iofky

[wings-of-flying]

woah look everyone i'm making an introduction post!

hiiii, my name is bee, but i also call myself albatross cause of my blog name. i use she/her pronouns but i'm trialling ey/em so i'll keep you updated. i'm pansexual and genderqueer

i'm a minor so don't be weird

this is my jrwi blog, but i also just generally chat about things here. likes and follows are from @/mystery-binds-me where i mostly just reblog funny stuff. i also run @/daily-riptide-incorrectquotes because why not. thanks to the t4t navyseal apocalypse, i have an alt dedicated to the hivemind @/t4t-navyseal-t4t

i'm caught up with riptide but haven't got a patreon subscription yet so know nothing about the other campaigns

i'm very much open to chatting with people about jrwi or just random stuff, just lemme know what episode you're on so i don't spoil anything

more under the cut:

i write fanfic on ao3 (just jrwi at the moment but that may change in the future). my user there is MysteryBindsMe13

tagging system is as follows:

#albatross rambles - talking tag. mostly non jrwi but occasionally it'll be stuff i don't want to main tag for whatever reason

#albatross writes - fairly self explanatory. to add to this, i also tag any posts about specific fics i write with said fic's title (e.g. Where Sea Meets Shore (wsms as shorten it) will be tagged #where sea meets shore)

#albatross doodles - any random drawings i've done. not an artist so there won't be many of these

#albatross answers - ask tag

#albatross polls - time for many many strange polls

#jrwilb - liveblog tag. if you aren't caught up with riptide i'd recommend blocking this as well as the following tag

#jrwi spoilers - i don't promise to remember to tag all spoilers, but i'll try my best with big spoilers or stuff from recent episodes

#my beloveds - mutuals came to visit!

#describing mana - i'm on a mission to make detailed descriptions of all islands and characters (mostly just islands) in jrwi riptide. wish me luck o7

i think that's it!

oh, final thing, i do post shipping content, so if that's not your cup of tea you might not wanna hang here (i'd tag all the shipping stuff so you could block it but i'll be real that sounds like too much effort)

final thing, i'm british so if my posting schedule is weird it's because of time zones (my arch nemesis)

(last updated 20th Feb 2023)

#ignore this on your dash lmao #i just figured i'd finally get round to making one of these #intro post

[lectern-fullcauldron]

I posted 1,847 times in 2022

That's 1,847 more posts than 2021!

203 posts created (11%)

1,644 posts reblogged (89%)

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I tagged 1,811 of my posts in 2022

Only 2% of my posts had no tags

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Longest Tag: 139 characters

#its that nobody has to actively disagree in a way that cannot be solved (if you are absent and do not send a proxy it doesnt count as a no)

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

things hermits talk about at conventions (according to Joe hills):

International tax codes

How great Etho is

1,527 notes - Posted July 25, 2022

#4

love the pacing of etho's hermitcraft nine so far

ep 1: get locked in a situation of own devising to make the game challenging enough to be worth playing

ep 2: say hello to the thronging mass of hermits racing to welcome back to the server

ep 3: revolutionise redstone once more and put together a high tech, genius sorting system together like it's nothing

1,562 notes - Posted August 11, 2022

#3

there's a lot of things i appreciate about Joe Hills, but one of them is his determination to make all the signs on hermitcraft ADA compliant. his enderchest contains white dye so that he can make poor sign choices legible. when he tweets images from stream there's a big pause as he adds the alt text. he talked about making a discord bot to remind his discord members to add alt text to their images. i respect this guy. the only reason he doesn't have professional subtitles is because he believes in paying all his staff fairly and he can't afford it yet

1,623 notes - Posted August 17, 2022

#2

absolutely adore how etho's episode is mostly the hermits falling over each other in their desperate attempts to spend time with him. they're giving him tours and presents and pranks and throwing complements into the in game chat. he really is the cool cousin at the family gathering, just like he's always been

1,710 notes - Posted July 25, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

there's a sliding scale of decade old friendships on hermitcraft because you've got bdubs with his 'etho, my beloved' attitude and then cleo with their 'joe, my endless torment' attitude. and both are equally beautiful

2,129 notes - Posted August 7, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review

[crystal-in-nagasaki]

new ALTs and being a senpai

The JET program contract years typically span from August to August each year, so each year while the kids are enjoying their summer vacation, we say tearful goodbyes to the departing ALTs and welcome the new ALTs. Some of my good friends finished up their contracts in August of 2023, so it was much harder to say goodbye than the previous year. Here are some pictures of me saying farewells to some of my good friends (catch me sobbing in the background saying goodbye to my good friend Ian.)

Not soon after the leaving ALTs departed, the new ALTs arrived. We recieved four new ALTs in total in my town to replace the four that left.

Some towns/schools make specific requests for the ALTs they would like, based on gender or nationality. This sometimes leads to problems of some schools only requesting ALTs from the US to have the "best model" since the textbooks teach American English. But all good linguists know that there is no such thing as "correct" English. There are many different varieties spoken all over the world, and there's great benefit in hearing native English from many different kinds of speakers. Therefore, I'm very happy with my particular town for always requesting ALTs from various countries. Of the 12 ALTs in my town, only 2, including me, are from America. And the other American is from Alaska, so he likes to believe he's in his own category anyway, haha. The other ALTs in my town are from Singapore, the Philippines, South Africa, Jamaica, Trinidad and Tobago, Algeria, Ireland, the UK, New Zealand, and Canada. Half are men and half are women. We have school visits every year to all of the elementary schools and public kindergartens in town, so all the students of Omura are able to interact with people from all over the world each year. It's so cool and I'm very proud of my town for this.

Anyway, since I'm now considered a "senior ALT," my coordinators enlisted me to help with the new ALTs. Since we're lucky enough to have the prefectural airport in my town, usually all of the Omura ALTs go to the airport together to greet the new ALTs. We make big colorful signs and hold them up at the arrival doors. If you've read my blog from the beginning, you'll know that I received a sign with my name on it as well. It's a great way to feel welcomed into the town by your peers.

After welcoming the new ALTs at the airport, we all took them out to lunch. All the ALTs in my town went to the local beloved Indian restaurant and got to eat and chat with the new ALTs to get to know them.

After this, I stepped up to my senpai (senior) duties and helped the new ALTs run their first-day errands. We first went to the real estate office to sign their lease agreements and pick up their apartment keys. I got to try out being an interpreter between the new ALTs and the realtor, which was pretty fun. Then we went to various stores to get home goods they needed like trash cans, bedding, curtains, towels, etc. to get started in their new home. Since I remember being new and overwhelmed by everything, it felt really nice to give back some of the kindness and support I received when I first arrived.

After this first day, I went back to work and the coordinators finished the other newcomer tasks with the new ALTs like setting up bank accounts, phones, wifi, utilities, registering their address at city hall, etc. Our coordinators work super hard and are an amazing help to us! Even though I can speak Japanese fairly well, they still always help me when I need to go to the doctor or make an important phone call.

That's all I have to say about my experience with the new ALTs. Sadly, it will be my last experience being an ALT senpai, since this coming August it will be my turn to head through the airport gates to tearful goodbyes. JET has such a wonderful community of ALTs, and I'm so glad to be able to be a part of the support network for the newcomers of my town. And I know when I'm gone that they'll pass on their help to the new ALTs next year too!

Thanks for reading <3

[distantperihelion]

🏳️‍🌈for the ask game

man. ive told you about my views on robot gender before i think but since you asked after my headcanons you're hearing about it again i headcanon cybertronians to have a very ambiguous or just. irrelevant view of gender. the default to them is to be genderless or androgynous or generally indifferent, which a lot of them are. i also dont think their language really had gendered pronouns? that may have changed, however, with the revolution and decepticons, as i think most pronouns were likely alt mode or function based. as such, if they wanted to reject the idea that they are their form, they might've been replaced with pronouns from other languages, resulting in potentially more widely used gendered pronouns. they probably had a non alt-mode related pronoun set, but i think it would probably be something like "That one" as opposed to he or she or they. so, i think if put in human ideas of gender, every one of them is trans. this is very important to me, being transgender

this doesnt mean that a cybertronian using, say, she/her isnt a girl, though. she very much is if thats what she wants to be

transgender robots my beloved

i also like to make my favorites trans like me, and as such i headcanon ratchet, perceptor, and soundwave to be ftm or transmasc. i headcanon rat to be using he/him, perceptor to use he/it, and soundwave to use he/they/any. drift is also transgender to me. he/they user i think.

i like to think that pre drift's exile in mtmte, he and rat would end up hanging around swerve's together when they were both off-shift. not chatting, but just sitting there together. they'd silently buy each other drinks and sit there. sometimes but not really often they might start chatting, and it'd be a bit less openly snarky than usual. not to say it isnt snarky though.. i doubt those two could hold back a sarcastic comment if their lives depended on it (hj), but at least less so. this was often the only real off shift hanging out with someone time rat got as he has all of, like, 2 friends.

perceptor is autistic and so is soundwave. yeah

perceptor does a lot of, like, natural science, like physics or chemistry. he also really likes math

#yeah this ended up longer than i thought it'd be. im gonna cut it short before i ramble on to the word limit #i have many many more headcanons #i have had a transformers hyperfixation for like months now #i spent about 40 minutes rambling to someone about it once. it only ended at 40 because she directly asked me to talk about something else #ask game #answered asks #dear friend sketch

[vestzmc]

I wish I can rewatch the part in tubbo's alt stream where the chat went wild on the classical music while making fun of twitter because it was so funny and it made tubbo laugh so much it was like an actual shared joke between everyone :((

#tubbo #it's muted now sadge #fuuuck why can't we have fun with the music for once #alt chat my beloved #babble time #should have clipped more I just saved one part of that

[thatdeaddeerinyourbackyard]

Philza Minecraft?

Nah

Philza Halo.

#friendship ended with philza minecraft philza halo is now my comfort streamer #philza halo #chat is also very cool there #alt chat my beloved

[starxscream]

nothing will ever beat the sheer hilarity of stormy sending me like 5 packs of digimon cards bc I can’t get them where i’m at and I immediately pull one of the most sought after alt arts in that set

#ben chats #i swear they wanted to lunge for my throat LMAO NEBVHDBFNFNV #LIKE /LH #it was my first digimon card packs too and i just. got that lucky #i even pulled one of the cards i wanted most LMAOOOO #Lillithmon alt art and puppetmon my beloveds #i wish i could get more packs

[fraseris]

listen twitch chats getting caught up on random stuff is annoying n all but when i see someone say "please move on chat" it just. decimates me. i feel physical pain. i dont know why. cannot stand it

#text #i am posting #tubbo alt my beloved.. tubbo alt chat my detested #the bttv users only show up when something exciting happens #otherwise its just main channel frogs /lh #tubbo used to be my no. 1 streamer but i stopped watching in october because chat + donos were awful #and he had tts on

[acerace]

Appreciations time for my special guys!!! Aqua20 my beloved, team vod review, top of the leaderboard the entire event and one of the best teams I've ever watched <3 the communication was outstanding the vibes were excellent, they were hype but not loud, they were sooo supportive and clearly having a blast, watching their pov was a wonderful culmination of months of effort to improve at the video game solely out of a love for the event and a determination to be the best they can be <3 and a healthy dose of sweaty competitiveness lmao they're a teensy sweaty, just a lil-

Some choice Aqua20 moments:

-that One Guy who came into H's chat before the event saying they hoped his team lost and H called them out and said he'd win the event specifically because this guy "pissed him off" lmaoo

-H not having the right permissions to access the aqua vc in the discord until like 30 minutes before the event <3

-5up making an Entire Graph for build mart

-Ant advising everyone to put their tree graphics on fancy specifically because it lets you see through the leaves?? What a wild strat lmao

-H, bouncing around the new hub: "see chat this is what twitch rivals needs.......... content" LMAO

-the immediate attempts to a) pet the dogs and b) break the map and c) them succeeding at getting into the volcano and ship and also maybe the winner's podium?

-jazzercise. This is a recurring theme. Watch H's pov on the practice server before the event to witness... whatever that video was

-according to Gem the entire team was up until midnight her time vod reviewing together, which might explain why none of them slept??? H got maybe one hour of sleep and 5up three at most,,, guys please

-H opening Pokemon cards the entire event and occasionally pausing the conversation to show off his cards. Discussing game strategy? No, look at this alt art Umbreon instead

-5up carrying parkour tag as hunter

-Gem going "that's our little kitty cat!" at Ant

-the increasing shock and despair with each round in parkour tag when the opposing team sent their strongest hunter after them Every Single Time (the Pain in their voices when Fruitninja hunted >)

-GRID RUNNERS!! They popped tf off the communication was excellent they did so well what a good gr run

-that awkward moment in the golf grid runners room where they miss hitting H into the platform three (3) times

-Bad appearing in H and Ant's chats and telling them if they won he'd give Rat treats

-Ant getting zero (0) coins in the second round of rocket spleef rush. This haunts him the entire event

-Ant constantly asking people to build the bridge and walls in sky battle and just. no one doing it lmaooo

-5up's Spotify crashing halfway through the event and him being unable to restart it without breaking his entire stream (how??)

-Gem continually understanding what Ant was trying to say in his rapid panic ramblings, basically translating for 5up and H

-every time someone started getting down on themself the entire team would go crazy with encouragement :')

-Gem disapproving of their punching in tgttos because she believes in "punch karma"

-Ant H and 5up all ruining someone's day by punching anyway, and Elaina and Tubbo screaming their hatred at them in the post call

-5up punching Scar in tgttos and being So distressed about it, and Gem calling him a "little toxic" for it lmaoo

-Gem crossly telling the other hermits off for killing or punching her like >:( Falsesymmetry leave me alone >:(

-Ranboo killed 5up in tgttos at some point, a betrayal 5up could not forgive (and bonus Ranboo apologizing during DB while rooting for 5up to get his win)

-the way shot calling naturally passed between the team across the games and how there was no argument over who would do what

-I cannot stress this enough, H was opening Pokemon cards the entire event

-"we're so cool and hot and sexy"

-5up literally opening Pete's python's crypt run During the event to watch it one more time before they played ace race. Team vod review fr

-5up being so nervous for his strat in BM to the point where he almost wanted Battle Box instead

-Gem being nervous about sands of time and the whole team coming up with alternate strategies on the spot so she wouldn't have to do something she wasn't comfortable with (and then Gem going further than ever before as runner)

-everything about sot actually. The mobs in the hub and 5up telling them not to worry about it. The synergy of Gem getting the blue vault key, giving it to H to do the lava parkour, H calling in sandkeeper 5up to collect the actual coins as they'd be safer with him. 5.9k coins and no deaths!!

-DODGEBOLT!!! Three first time players!! Hermit on Hermit violence!! Gem's distress at fighting the other Hermits!! Ant word vomiting super specific highly detailed strategy while H leans back in his chair and then tells Ant to breathe lmaooo

-each round ending in a 1v1 with a different new winner getting the final shot,,,,, the training arc,,, the poeticness cannot be understated

-5up final DB round. What the fuck was that pink man

-Ant immediately opening his vod while still in the post mcc call to start reviewing his performance,,, king please it's been 20 minutes

(Ant proclaiming that the "vod review grind never stops" as he does so, and H earlier saying he'd see them all tomorrow for vod reviews)

-5up commissioning an art piece of them winning awwwww

-Ant being so happy after the event he almost started crying :')

GG to Aqua 20, what a fantastic team 💙💙

#mcc 20 #mcc #hbomb94 #geminitay #antfrost #5up #my posts #long post #I gen had no idea who I'd watch w/out g.rian and then this team was announced and my problems were solved instantly #there's def more good moments but that's why you should all immediately go watch their povs <3 #mcc appreciation

[straighttohellbuddy]

as we've established {Sapnap}

Black Cat Anon requested: you have asked for sapnap (my beloved) prompts and here i shall provide. a 4 + 1 scenario. 4 times he jokes that he’s in love with you and 1 time he realises it’s not actually a joke any more.

Summary: You and Dream have been best friends since middle school, and since graduating, have lived together in Florida. Dream had been the one to introduce you to the other two people who would inevitably become known as The Dream Team in the years to come, however something about Sapnap, even all those years ago, clicked with you. Of course you end up loving him; at first you think it's the way you love Dream or George, like a best friend, like a brother, but as time wears on, as he becomes a part of your real life, you realise that your feelings might not be as platonic as you'd first imagined.

Need To Know: She/Her. chaotic!streamer!reader who uses a facecam, irl platonic ride-or-die friendship with Dream, friends-to-lovers Sapnap vibes with highkey flirting at all times that may or may not be a joke. FLUFF.

A/N: 7804 words. new thing i'm trying is including the 'Need to Know' which will be key vibes of the story so you know ahead of time, but that wouldn't fit in the more flowery summary. this didn't need to be this long and yet alas, it is. made it a 5+1, i hope you don't mind.

Citrus Scale: 🧡 ORANGE 🧡

"Wait, Sapnap, who's your celebrity crush?" It was one simple question, from Dream, followed by the immediate response that Sapnap had already given in some variation or another many times before, clearly given through a shit-eating grin from Sapnap himself;

"Y/N, obviously."

"I hate you, I knew you would say that," Dream's response is flat, while you yourself could be heard cackling with glee in the background, "she doesn't count -"

"Rude," you cut him off, and Dream makes a faux irrate noise in the back of his throat as Sapnap insists that you definitely count.

"Y/N's been my celebrity crush since I met her-"

"She wasn't a celebrity then," Dream fires back, snarkily.

"Maybe not to you, but you talked about her so much she may as well have been!" Sapnap counters, and Dream goes very quiet. You know without even seeing him that he's making a face.

"You're such a simp," you teased. No-one in your chat seems to know who you're referring to, and you don't bother to clarify.

"I hate you both," Dream mutters, though you can hear the faintest smile in his voice.

"So yeah, Y/N's my celebrity crush, obviously, but we all knew that," the words are so casual, so nonchalant, so easy for him to admit though you both know its a joke. Something warms in your heart, but you can't help your own answer.

"This is so awkward, I was going to say mine is George -" which was immediately followed by uproar from both your friends.

----

[I can't believe @sapnap is still a c!Y/N apologist after everything she put c!Tubbo through] it's two-in-the-morning when one of the more popular DSMP Stan accounts tweets this. You don't see it immediately, not because you're asleep or anything reasonable like that, but because you were in the middle of a stream on your alt account. Of your friends, Sapnap himself is the one who sees it first, also up at this ungodly hour, as he'd been lurking in your stream.

He doesn't bring it up on stream, though he does respond to the tweet, like he knows you'll be informed, like he knows you can't help but read and react live.

[it's because im in love with her obviously. next question.]

It takes about three minutes for anyone in your chat to actually bring it up, but as soon as they do, they're spamming at you to check your Twitter; with a healthy amount of apprehension, you concede.

The grin that lights up your face is both blinding and involuntary, and you immediately rush to hide your face behind your hands, giggling to yourself. Despite being fully aware that it was a running joke, it still managed to catch you off guard from time to time, though it never failed to warm your heart.

"That's cute," you mumble, "that's very cute," after a pause, however, your tone does shift to something more thoughtful, "but I don’t think people understand what being an apologist is,” you say quietly, still grinning from ear to ear from behind your hands, “Sapnap appreciating my acting and being intrigued by my character isn’t being an apologist; being an apologist would be if I, knowing full well that he went through a pet-murdering arc on the server, turned around and said that he was justified, or that actually he’d done nothing wrong,” tipping your head to the side, eyes still glued to your second monitor as you reread the tweet, you lower your hands, smile growing wider; “fuck it, actually, you know what, I've decided I’m a C-Sapnap apologist and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.”

And you watch your chat for a moment, delighting in the chaos, gaze flicking every so often to where you saw his username in the list of moderators currently watching, wondering how he was going to react.

[okay yeah i don’t think ive been an actual apologist on main just an enthusiast lol] comes the message from Sapnap himself, flashing up across your screen, being read by the monotone robotic voice that reads out all your messages, friends and donos alike. You simply raise your eyebrows at the message, trying not to grin. As if on cue, just a moment later, a second message.

[but i AM a c!Y/N apologist]

“I have done nothing wrong ever in my life,” you can’t help but grin, wide and sharp, knowing he’d know which meme you were quoting, playing along as he sends through;

[I know this and I love you.]

You smile wider, before the realisation hits you, seeing both your housemate, and one of your best friend’s names in the list of viewers alongside Sapnap’s.

“I can’t wait for the VC tomorrow where Gogy and Dream bully me into admitting I’m an apologist for their characters too,” and though there was mischief in your eyes, there was something fond in your tone, right before you mused about how the only reason Dream hadn’t physically tackled you by now is because you were using your facecam.

[first] Sapnap sends, and something in your smile softens.

“Of course, buddy, you’re my favourite –“

“You’re gonna stop streaming some time!” Comes a hollered, implied threat from Dream down the hall.

“Okay but what if I turn this stream into a subathon so I don’t get tackled by internet personality and jealous bitch DreamWasTaken?” You ask your chat with an amused kind of confidence, despite the footsteps approaching.

“I’ll cut the power,” Dream’s let himself - and Patches - into your room, voice sounding stern though only you can see the sheer amusement he’s radiating at the whole situation, arms crossed, leaning back against your door.

“You’re such a sook,” you tell him fondly, leaning back in your chair to look at him. Patches chatters at you as if its some kind of warning, before she jumps nimbly into your lap. Dream flips you off, but stays quiet. Casting a glance to your camera, your lips twist into a smirk as you automatically begin to scratch behind Patches' ears as she settles herself on your thighs, “chat can you believe what I have to deal with?”

"People would pay good money to get tackled by me, and here I am offering to lay your ungrateful ass out for free," Dream crosses his arm over his chest once more, raising an eyebrow at you.

"And you get on my case when I feed the shippers," you scoff at him, playing up your irritation as you rolled your desk chair incrementally back and forth.

"Yeah, but I'm cute so it doesn't count."

"Terrible defence since they can't verify that, narcissus-acting-headass-"

"Then they'll have to take my word for it," he paused, tipping his head from one side to the other, deliberating, "or yours."

"As if I'd vouch for you being cute!" You crowed with delight at the whole bit, "first of all, in terms of hierarchy, I'm the cutest, then Sapnap because as we've established, he's my favourite -"

[tell dream he IS cute when hes jealous. hes not looking at discord so he cant see that im trying to flirt with him too]

“Sap says you’re cute when you’re jealous,” you tease, while Dream’s actively holding back laughter.

[why is there fighting? Y/N has 2 hands] a dono reads, which completely breaks your composure, and has you bursting with sudden laughter, telling Dream what had been sent, and he snorts a laugh, shaking his head.

“Don’t forget Gogy,” you insisted, attention turned to your camera as your laughter was dying down, “I don’t have enough hands, but Dream and Sap both have two hands, one each for me and Gogy,” you pause, looking at your computer fondly, tone silly and affectionate as you spoke without really thinking; “I will lean across the little circle we make and give him a kiss on the forehead.”

“Hey, why do you get to kiss him on the forehead?” Dream asks, and your grin turns from endeared to menacing once more.

“Because I assume you’ve already dipped him low and kissed him sweetly on the lips.”

“Like you would have with Sap,” Dream nods, playing along.

“Naturally.” You nod with as much sincerity as you can muster. For a long moment, the two of you refuse to break eye contact, neither one of you wanting to be the one who laughed first.

“I’m afraid to check discord,” you finally mutter around a repressed smile, which is what breaks Dream’s composure and he barks a laugh.

Another dono, this time reading [always glad to get these glimpses that confirm that their living situation is exactly as feral as i assume it is] and you cackle, which is exactly the kind of confirmation the chat wanted. Dream calls you a menace. You tell him this is why Sapnap’s your favourite.

----

It’s a no-brainer, asking Sapnap to move in with the two of you when he finally considers leaving his family home. How the three of you manage to keep the move a secret is a mystery unto itself, but you do. Perhaps you overcompensate a bit by being extra affectionate towards George in the lead-up, not wanting him to feel left out, but thankfully he found your attention endearing, and your fans didn’t think it out of the ordinary.

Sapnap announces he’s moving the day before he packs up his set up, more as an explanation for why he won’t be streaming over the next few days than anything else.

Everyone demands to know where he’s moving to, if he’s moving in with anyone; honestly they’re begging for crumbs of content, which he decidedly does not provide. He’s radio silent online for a few days, focusing on putting his life away in little boxes and hauling it across the country, while yourself and Dream are acting just as you always have, though with perhaps a bit more played-up yearning for Sapnap in his absence. What the world doesn’t know, however, is that the two of you had decided to take a several-day road trip to Texas together to help him move, driving in shifts, singing at the top of your lungs, staying in cheap motels, excitedly texting Sapnap for every important landmark or distance milestone you pass.

While Dream had managed to meet Sapnap in person before, the stars had never aligned for you in the same way, so of courses the moment you see him you’re crushing him in a hug. The feeling is familiar and brand new all at once; it’s a strange sensation, to be laughing and horsing around as you help him load his boxes into the rented trailer, it’s like you’re missing him retroactively, missing him for all the years you’ve known him without being able to just reach over and be reassured that he’s there. It’s… comforting. Being around him physically is inexplicably comforting.

You meet his family, and sleep on his sofa, and can’t help but be endeared by the stories his mother tells over dinner, despite his growing embarrassment. Of course, never ones to let a friend feel embarrassed alone, both yourself and Dream offer high school horror stories about each other, while you try not to be endeared by the grateful look Sapnap shoots you both as you’re arguing about who was worse; yourself for putting worms in Dream’s milkshake in middle school, or Dream for believing your innocence and still drinking it when you’ve always been an atrocious liar.

The next morning, the three of you are up at sunrise to make the most of the day, hooking the trailer up to the back of your car, and Sapnap hugs his family goodbye. He’s quiet for the first part of the trip, as if the reality of it is finally sinking in, like he’s contemplating his entire life, trying to make sense of it all and how he ended up here. He sits in the passenger seat, gazing out at the road through the window, while you and Dream argue over music amid still-waking-up yawns, but when you glance to him, finally giving him a proper look, about to ask if he’s alright, he’s grinning back at you, and then he’s looking over at Dream in the back seat, smiling wide.

“Can’t believe it’s finally happening,” he says brightly, and your heart melts a little.

“I can’t hug you, but I want to hug you,” you tell him, while Dream attempts to wrap his arms around both the seat and Sapnap, with questionable success.

“Really happening dude,” Dream’s face is squished into the seat, but you can hear how wide he’s smiling.

The drive to pick him up had been done over two days, marathon drives and few stops, but the way back is more like a cruise; still long drives, but split over three days, stopping to enjoy the scenery, smell the roses, to appreciate the real world. You take photos and videos you may share later, but mostly to treasure for yourself, and you share motel beds and take touristy photos, and half the time you’re worried you’re being too clingy, being too much all at once, but then Sapnap will lean his forehead against your shoulder from the back seat, making a contented hum where he’s still looking at his phone, and Dream, where he’s driving, will give his face a distracted but affectionate pat; it felt right. It felt like it should. Perhaps you were all just making up for lost time.

Sapnap provides the internet with crumbs after running it past both you and Dream, taking a simple, thirty-second video of the road from where he was sitting in the passenger seat, while Dream’s own song Road Trip played in the background. There was no hints of anyone else in the car with him, but after almost four days of nothing from him, the fanbase erupts.

[it takes a lot of courage to admit you’re a Dream stan 😌] you reply with, while Dream laughs and calls you an asshole as he keeps his eyes on the road, and Sap is reading through all the replies with a smile of his own.

"Someone's already linked the 'Y/N being an unapologetic Dream stan for twelve minutes straight' compilation," Sapnap adds; it's been two minutes since you're reply, you're surprised it took the internet that long.

"Of course they have," you snort.

"This is just my life now," he says quietly after a moment, something awed in his tone, and something tightens in your chest.

"There's still time to turn around and go back," Dream jokes, glancing over his shoulder with a half smile.

"Can't get rid of me that easily," Sapnap's response is delighted.

At home, he sets his streaming equipment up before he announces anything, settling into the space and organising a few of his things to make the space feel more like home before he tackles the majority of the boxes he'd brought.

He chooses to announce his new location by posting a photo with Patches. It's incredibly cute, she takes a liking to him almost immediately. You, on the other hand, never one to pass up an opportunity to be a menace, rope both boys in to take a picture sitting on Sapnap's new bed, holding both of their hands. The shutter goes off just as a particularly terrible joke you tell lands, and it might be one if your favourite photos of all time. Dream's mostly out of frame, obviously, all that can be seen his hand, fingers laced with yours where he's wearing his telltale glove, while you're looking particularly pleased and mischievous in the middle, and you managed to catch Sapnap blurry and mid-laugh on your other side.

[🤝 im not gonna say it 🤝] is the caption you post it with, both on Instagram and Twitter, knowing exactly what a majority of the comments are going to be as your audience fills in the blanks.

[Y/N HAS TWO HANDS!!] spammed hundreds, if not thousands of times in the comments, just as you'd intended. You're trending on Twitter and Tumblr. The move seems to be all anyone can talk about for the next few days.

Sapnap makes an appearance in your first stream since the move, a casual chatting stream since you couldn't be bothered to try and do anything productive, and knew that the chat would be insufferable and nosy either way.

"Do you want me to come say hi?" He's tentatively opened your door after knocking, only to be greeted by you smiling faintly at him from your desk chair. The look turns endeared despite yourself, though you do take a moment to remind him that he doesn't have to if he doesn't want to, ignoring your stream's pleas for the time being. None of you owe the internet anything, you try and remind yourself of this. But he shrugs, looking so sweet and nonplussed that you feel something warm and adoring blooms in your chest. Scooting over, you beckon him into frame, before realising the logistic issue, and quickly jump up to shove the clothes off of the chair in the corner of your room, dragging it over for him, presenting it like it's a throne.

He sits close beside you in frame, banter just as natural as it's ever been the two of you. You suggest playing something simple and low effort online to pass the time as you chat, and the two of you work your way through a kitschy website full of flash games as you talk and answer the donos that you were comfortable with, ignoring or admonishing the weirder or more invasive ones. His chin is on your shoulder, both of you watching the screen intently as you play.

[have you already dipped him low and kissed him sweetly on the lips?] you both hear, but your response comes out completely on instinct, half distracted by the game.

"I've been looking for the right time," you mutter, still focused on the game.

"You could just ask," he muses, flirty, habitual response also given on instinct, though now that he's got his hand resting on your arm.

"Alright, bet," it takes a moment, about the same amount of time for another dono commenting on the moment to get read out, before you fully register what you'd said. You pause the game. In the image from your web cam, chin still on your shoulder, he's turning an amusing shade of pink.

"Alright, bet?" He asks, tone far more pointed, as if demanding an explanation. He's doing reasonably well to keep the flustered notes from his voice, though he's clearly amused. Then, "we're like seven years into my ten year plan to get you realise you're madly in love with me, I knew it would pay off sooner or later; didn't realise it would take this long."

"Your ten year plan?" You asked, raising your eyebrows as you look to him; he hasn't made a move from your shoulder, and now you're nose-to-nose.

"We've established I'm in love with you -" he says easily, though there's mischief in his eyes.

"Yes, we've established this," you agree with a serious nod, playing along.

"And we've known each other for seven years," he elaborates, to which you again, agree, "I've playing the long game here," he smirks, "true love and stuff."

You... don't know how to respond. It's a joke, he has to be joking, why does looking him in the eyes right now feel like too much? Your voice is caught in your throat, that warm feeling in your chest only growing stronger as you realise that it has been well over half a decade that you've been friends.

[pics or it didn't happen] a dono breaks the moment, and you look back to your screen, hoping your sudden fluster goes mostly unnoticed.

"What?"

"I think they mean the dip," Sapnap muses, looking back to the computer.

"Bold of me to assume I could competently dip you," you snorted a self-deprecating laugh, letting the mood settle and shift back to the easy, familiar comfort it was just before... whatever happened between the two of you.

"We can practice," his tone was even and light, though the mental image of the two of you practicing dipping each other in your spare time was enough to bring a smile to your face. Then, looking to chat, you give a sigh of resignation.

"They meant the kiss, obviously they meant the kiss," you roll your eyes good naturedly.

"Yeah, well we can practice that too," he says nonchalantly. It takes all of your self control not to break in that moment, instead remaining calm as your response comes easily.

"Like we're in high school again," you say like you're looking forward to the prospect, then, for good measure, you glance to him, voice dropping to something quieter and knowing, "Dream and I were friends in high school, you know." It takes all of two seconds before Sapnap reels back with laughter, and you fully realise what you've just said, expression morphing into a faintly guilty smile, "I'm so glad he's asleep; he's going to absolutely fillet me for that." Then, taking a deep breath, you square your shoulders, "actually, I mean he is almost definitely going to attempt to German Supplex me or some shit but there's no shame in kissing the homies;" you wear the smuggest grin you can muster, "am I joking? Who knows!"

"No shame in kissing the homies," Sapnap is quick to agree amid laughter, which you echo again, quieter, grinning from ear to ear, "alright, bet," he gives a sharp grin as he shifts closer to you to rest his chin back on your shoulder, arm tucked against yours.

"After the stream," you tell him, smugly parroting his own words back at him, petting his arm fondly.

It's still mostly a joke, or at least, you're pretty sure he's mostly joking, because the stream ends after a few more games, and it isn't brought up again. The tone is still light and fond, and when it's just the two of you, he muses that that was fun, and you thank him for joining.

But nothing happens.

Is it weird that you kind of wish it had?

----

Part of you was worried that the dynamic would shift, or something would feel off, after the initial excitement wore off, after he realised just how little you and Dream had been joking about the inherent lack of personal space or modesty there was around the house. There was respect, of course, and boundaries, but after whether the crucible of middle and high school together and living together for several years, those boundaries and displays of respect looked quiet different to the usual definition. The two of you knew each other arguably too well, and were tuned into each other's non-verbal communication so acutely whole conversations could be had with a single gesture. The amount of love the two of you had for each other would always outweighed any potential shame, but that was a state of being years in the making.

It was borne out of knowing each other too long to feel any kind of shame, or anything beyond platonic love, so your only real hesitation about letting Sapnap move in was scaring him off. So there was an attempt, in the first few weeks, to seem like normal-adjacent housemates after Sapnap moved in.

But some things are force of habit; kind gestures they may be, they may still seem strange to a newcomer.

It hasn't been long since he'd arrived, but you're moving around the kitchen, trying to decide what to make yourself for lunch, when you realise that you have enough to make some for everyone, and that both boys had been streaming for a while without break. Out of habit, you simply rap your knuckles against the kitchen cupboard twice, loudly, and get a faint, answering knock from Dream from his room. A question and answer without interrupting his work.

It's only when you're knocking on Sapnap's door with a plate of food in your hands that it occurs that you that he may not know why. He's bemused, but grateful, and starts to listen out, starts to fit the various bits of nonverbal communication into his own lexicon around the house. Whenever he does, the love that wells up inside you overwhelms you a little , how he's making an effort to understand and adapt to this strange little lifestyle that he'd found himself in, that you'd helped create.

But there's the other thing about this house that you'd grown used to that you have to catch yourself with around Sapnap. Platonic intimacy hadn't bothered you or Dream for a long time now, you treat each other like furniture, had absolutely no concept of modesty, have definitely fallen asleep in each other's beds simply because you wanted to watch a movie and wanted company, and will happily roast the shit out of each other after one's booty call has gone home.

But you don't want to assume with Sapnap, the way it appears you do with Dream, when it's actually an acute understanding of him and his signals. So you ask, you always ask, just as he always asks before he returning the gestures. You're all tactile, but that won't stop you from being respectful.

"'m sleepy," you call through Sapnap's door, well aware that he was live.

"What?" It's half amused, which you can at least tell by now, is permission for you to answer. It's late, almost midnight. Dream's been passed out since midday but your sleep habits were marginally better.

"I'm fookin' sleepy!" You tell him, putting on a voice as you do, "need a fookin' cuddle," you continued, espression wild and comedic for emphasis, tone somehow getting more aggressive, "maybe a kiss on the noggin'." Then, "gib kiss." Immediately, he breaks out into a full smile.

"You alright there dude?"

"Yeah," your demeanour breaks and you give a sheepish grin, dropping your gaze, "I was actually having trouble sleeping and thought I'd bother you instead of Dream since he's already out." Sapnap knows all too well that you have no issues climbing into bed beside Dream if you need the contact, so of course he gives a confused look, "I like hearing you talk, and," you give a half-joking pout, "I'm demanding a hug, please and thank you." His whole expression softens, and he waves you over adamantly.

"Come here, sit in my lap," he's adamant, "come watch me bully Quackity," he grins. Something in your brain stalls as you step towards him, suddenly, quietly making sure that that was okay, but he's nodding insistently. As you sit carefully, revelling in his warmth, he reaches out to unplug his headphones, replacing them with earphones, giving you an ear. You lean back against him gently, and his chin comes to rest on your shoulder.

"Where's my forehead kiss? Why don't you ever ask me to sit in your lap, Sapnap? Huh?" Quackity's faux outrage has you laughing almost immediately, "playing favourites I see," he plays up up his indignance, while Sapnap clicks his tongue dismissively.

"'cos you don't happen to be the love of my life, Quackity," Sapnap rolls his eyes. Something strangely smug and pleased curls it's way around your heart.

"Don't you keep up with the Sapnap lore, this is well established," you add, trying your hardest to remain serious, which only has Quackity wailing that you're both breaking his heart. The statement hangs in the air, and even Q couldn't stop himself from breaking after a moment, the three of you dissolving into laughter. The look you share with Sapnap in this moment, the absolute joy and unguarded fondness in his gaze, there's something there that has your heart beating faster, beating harder.

How many more times are you going to have to listen to him joke about being in love with you before you admit that you it's not a joke for you any more, no matter how much you try to keep your feelings platonic. He hasn't seemed to notice, so for now you stay quiet.

You move from his lap, but take up residence on his bed, curled up and watching his stream on your phone so you could still hear Quackity.

In the moment before he heads off for the bathroom, after muting himself both in the VC and the chat, you do take the moment to warn him;

"Hey, I might fall asleep here, just wake me up when you wanna go to bed and I'll move," though you do give a sleepy shrug, "but also, you know I'm also down for a cute sleepover moment if you just wanna push me to one side." His expression, for a moment, is unreadable, but then, slowly, his smile turns soft.

"I don't... I don't mind," he says gently, tone soft and strangely honest.

"Sleepover it is," you declare brightly; you think you might catch sight of a blush on his cheeks as he leaves.

And when you wake up to a faint jostling, and the room fairly dark now that the stream has obviously ended, you see Sapnap hovering above you, hand gentle on your shoulder.

"Still alright for you to be here?"

"'s your bed, 's up to you," you yawn, wriggling around a little, words only half thought recollections from your earlier bit escaping you, "I love you; give me kiss on the noggin," you mumble insistently, before adding, far sweeter and dreamier, "come cuddle me, it's okay to cuddle the homies." Perhaps, if you were more awake, you would be concerned that it was too much, considering you're tucked into his damn bed. Thankfully, however, he gives a fond chuckle, and even obligingly gives a quick kiss on the forehead.

You wake up with his arm around you, and when you make a gentle shift, he pulls you a little closer.

You consider your half asleep mind a traitor to the part of your mind that's kind of pining for him, since now all you want to do is kiss him all over his damn face to wake him up. But you can't.

You take what you can get, and you let yourself fall back to sleep.

The way he talk about it as the two of you eat a late breakfast together with Dream is so casual, so comfortable.

"I mean, I get it now, it's just nice, you know, like, like-"

"Pack instinct," Dream fills in, and Sapnap's expression lights up.

"Exactly!" Then, looking down into his bowl, his tone turns a little bashful, "I actually so worried that I would feel left out here sometimes, but like, I've never felt like that; you guys... it's still so weird sometimes but it's good weird, you know?"

"I'm going to cry," you coo, leaning over to wrap him up in a tight hug.

"For the record, I don't have cooties or anything if you're feeling like you wanna crash with me," Dream offered sincerely, "pack instinct is nice."

"Single beds are a social construct," you grin. Sapnap matches your energy and enthusiasm, just as he always has.

It has taken a very short time for you and Dream to give up the illusion of being normal, and the same amount of time for Sapnap to take that all in stride.

It's terrible for your heart, but you're still managing to keep your mouth shut. For now.

----

On a hard drive you find in the very bottom of the desk draw you'd just used as a junk drawer, you find a folder labelled 'Potential' and then a sub folder labelled 'bully dream compilation question mark'. For your part, after opening a few videos, it's clear that you had no idea what would become of any of you. You were just trying to be like the YouTubers you looked up to; the irony.

No facecam, questionable framerate, terrible audio, but you still find yourself overwhelmed as you realise the earliest recording you have is of yourself, Dream, George, and Sapnap in a server, and a four-way Skype call together, over six years ago.

"- Dream will never admit he loves me, but his mom loves me, so nothing else matters," you answer, tone lofty and unmistakably teenage.

"Fine, I love you but I'm not weird about it," Dream huffs, sulky, his bleeding heart still managing to shine through his performative, edgy exterior of the time.

"Ugh, there's no fun in that!"

"Don't make me suffer because you're into reading angsty soulmate, AUs right now," he sniped back.

"You say that like you didn't give me the name of your Wattpad account," you lord the information over him, and you know on the other side of the call, he's making a face.

"What do you even mean, to be loved in a weird way?" George asks, blithe and confused.

"Like Frankenstein?" You try, but it comes out more like a question, "like in the book?"

"As if you've read Frankenstein," Dream snorts, though its clear his mood has improved considerably. You make a frustrated noise in the back of your throat at being called out.

"I'd love you in a weird way," Sapnap laughs, "as long as I get to be Frankenstein."

"Okay, yeah, if I get to be Frankenstein I'll agree to love you in a weird way," Dream chimes in, but both you and Sapnap talk over him, essentially telling him he'd lost his opportunity.

"Too late, Dream, you had your chance; Sapnap's my favourite now." Before the clip ends, you hear Sapnap cheer in triumph, George laughs, and Dream simply groans.

It takes you a long time to recover from watching that clip, sitting in your desk chair, eyes wide and glassy. The joke had begun six years ago, with no idea how any of your worlds would change, would shape in the future.

But here and now, you realise you would like to let the joke die. All three of them are your favourite, in their own, distinct way. All important to you.

You put the hard drive back in your drawer, and try to pinpoint when joking about being in romantic love with Sapnap actually stopped being a joke. Not that you'd ever want to admit it, but it was much longer ago than you'd consciously realised.

----

You should have known that Dream would be the one to pick up on it. Sometimes - actually, only right in this moment - you resented how long you'd known each other, how well you knew each other. It's Friday afternoon, Sapnap's streaming, you're researching for your next video, and Dream's... loitering.

"Don't look at me like that," you mutter as you glare at you're computer; you're pretty sure he's not even looking at you. Honestly you'd hazard a guess and say he's still probably in the same place he was when you'd glanced over your shoulder at him about three minutes ago; sitting on your bed with his legs crossed, doubled over with his whole face pressed into Patches' side.

"I'm not looking at you," he says flatly, muffled by cat fur, as you suspected.

"Your vibes are looking at me; say what you want to say or take your vibes elsewhere."

Patches is purring loudly, you're typing away furiously, and for the moment, Dream is silent. An adorable meow turns into a yawn behind you, and Dream gives a fond hum in response, but you press your lips into a thin line and act like you still don't know why he's here. After a moment, you make kissy noises, and a high-trill; Patches immediately perks up and leaves her spot on Dream's lap to rub herself against your legs, and climb into your lap. You both know it's petty, but you still refuse to look at him.

"I'm not making things weird, he hasn't noticed, I'm not hurting anyone by having a crush; it'll go away," you insisted, finally breaking the silence, and Dream lets out an irritated groan, throwing himself back on your bed.

"You're making yourself miserable -"

"I'm not -"

"You can lie to yourself but you can't lie to me!" He cries, and your hands go still on your keyboard for a moment. Looking down, Patches is looking up at you; you like to think there's care in her eyes, but you're not certain. She starts purring. "I know you better than that," Dream's voice is soft, "I knew before we even asked him to move in."

"And you still asked?"

"I admit I didn't think playing fuckin' matchmaker with my two best friends who are clearly into each other would take this long -"

Wait, what?

"So he's not..." You cut him off before you can even properly process, "you know he's not joking? All that stuff we say, it's..." you turn slowly to face him, scratching Patches little head as you find yourself thinking back on every interaction you'd shared with Sapnap over the past few years.

"I love you both you guys," he sounds like a deeply disappointed father trying to talk his kid through the simplest process, "but you're embarrassingly slow on the uptake; I literally had to ask him how long he'd, like, legit been into you, and I think I actually saw a lightbulb go off above his head -" he pauses, angling his head to level a smirk at you, "the answer is longer than he will ever admit, and definitely longer than he realised, by the way."

"You're a snitch," you tell him, all kinds of fond and grateful despite the words themselves. Right up until he seems to take that as some kind of go-ahead and gives a sharp grin, pulling out his phone. After a few moments, you hear a crash from upstairs -

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" Sapnap's voice fills the entire house, furious and horrified; Dream is on his feet in an instant, at your window, opening it -

"What the fuck did you do?!" You hissed as he somehow already as a leg out, dangling over the garden bed outside your window. You look from Dream to your computer, opening Twitch into a new tab despite Dream wearing a shit-eating grin and wedging himself out of your window, simply telling you that he was speeding things up.

"I love you guys, everything will work out; talk like adults!" He insisted, as if he just hadn't managed to fill the house with chaos in less than a minute. Patches makes a break for the window, but thankfully Dream scoops her up as she leaps out.

According to your screen, Sapnap's stream ended thirty seconds ago.

The door to your room opens right as your whole torso is out your window, calling threats after Dream as he made his way through the back yard to the back door.

"I'm going to beat you to death with your bullshit expensive keyboard!"

"Get in line," you hear from behind you, and when you haul yourself back into your room, you turn to see Sapnap wearing a scowl, looking at the open window, "did he really leave through your window? What a child," he huffed.

"What did he send to you?" You ask, frown adorning your own features, something protective and angry in your chest.

"What do you - what do you mean? I thought- he was just in here, didn't he tell you -?" He presses his lips together, irate and flustered.

"He says a lot of things; what did he send to you, are you okay?"

It takes Sapnap a few moments to let go of his initial burst of confusion and fury, but as he does, he can't meet your gaze, shifting, leaning against your doorframe. You think you hear the back door, but you let it slide.

"Nothing, he - nothing, I'm paranoid," Sapnap takes a deep breath, though there's a flush to his cheeks, "I'm being stupid, you know? And, like, yeah kinda massively paranoid," he huffs out a long breath, sagging against your doorframe and looking at his hands, "I - we just talked a few days ago and you guys are like, drift compatible as hell so I was so worried he'd say something, or you'd figure it out -"

"Was it..." you paused, and finally, he looks to you, nervousness suddenly written all over his face, "I don't know how to say this in a way that isn't blunt," you give a faint, humourless laugh, "looking back, do you know when it stopped being a joke?"

"What?" He asks softly, eyes wide, expression hesitant. It takes you a moment, but it feels like the right moment.

"I'm in love with you." No audience, but there is a faint, adoring smile on your face, "we've established this."

He blinks at you, once, twice, then he slowly stands to his full height.

"When it stopped being a joke?" He asks as he comes to the realisation of what you meant, what you've just said, "for me?" Behind him, you see Dream giving you a thumbs up as he carries Patches upstairs. So you pull Sapnap into your room, closing the door behind him. Privacy, or as much as can be expected.

"You're in love with me?" His tone is genuinely curious, even a little hopeful, as he sits on the edge of your bed.

"I love you, but I'm also, yeah, I'm in love with you," you nod once, while trying to mask the way your stomach was doing nervous somersaults, "if that's okay with you."

"Of course it's- dude, of course it's okay- that snitch told you I loved you, right? Well he wasn't lying," suddenly bright and full of joy, Sapnap's grin is blinding. He reaches out; you've been standing, hovering in the middle of the small room, but you gladly take his hand. Pulling you back to him, you stand in the space he makes for you, holding his face gently as he looks up at you for the moment.

"This the end goal for your ten year plan?" You asked faintly, amusement creasing at the corners of your eyes, and it takes him a moment to catch up, to remember, but you get to see the mirth as it paints its way across his features.

"Something like that..."

"True love and shit?" You tease, and he flushes with embarrassment.

"Shut up," he groans, though he's not mad when you chose to lean in and kiss him as answer instead. It's hard to describe the peace that settles in your chest when you finally get to kiss him, warm and passionate and tasting inexplicably like finally, finally, finally. The warmth that blooms in your chest when you're around spreads through you, from the tips of your fingers as you wrap your arms around his neck, to the ends of your toes as your enthusiasm has you overbalancing, tipping back until you're suddenly hovering above him as he grins up at you from your bed.

You've been here before, been held tight and burning with the way he keeps you close, but you laugh breathlessly now, murmuring that you love him against his lips as it feels like the words might overwhelm you if you didn't speak them out loud, if you didn't make sure he heard them, if you didn't make sure he knew they were the truth. He revels in hearing them, and says it back without hesitation, hands warm and secure and familiar in a way that's both grounding and electrifying all at once.

Somehow, despite the axis of your world shifting, things with Dream don't feel out of place. You threaten to spear tackle him as you hug him at his desk, face pressed against his shoulder.

"Don't get it all twisted, I meddled for purely selfish reasons;" he pauses, but doesn't look away from his game before he explains, "it makes me happy to see you guys happy." He's trying not to smile. He's failing miserably.

And while you don't confirm anything officially online, you also don't hide anything. You call each other cute nicknames, and make each other laugh just as you always have. You sit in on parts of his stream, and you kiss his cheek before you leave. It's one of the most clipped segments from his stream in recent memory, only topped by the clip of you yawning and stretching and mumbling about how you need to go to bed, and you lean in to kiss him quickly before you stand. You don't leave, you walk through the back of the frame and flop directly onto Sapnap's bed.

The people around you know.

"They're so cute together, it's so sweet honestly," Karl gushes in the few moments Sapnap steps away from a joint stream and chat asks him what he thinks of the two of you.

"You guys are gross I think I'm going to stay in England forever actually," George jokes on stream a few weeks later after Sapnap brings you food and kisses you on the temple, and you'd explained the little non-verbal bits of communication around the house, "it's just knocking and kisses, that sounds kind of horrific," but you know he's grinning despite himself.

When you hit your sub goal and agree to film a video of you finally attempting to dip Sapnap, you leave 'and kiss him sweetly on the lips' out of the official wording, but it still makes it to the final cut. Even after all the times you drop him; he laughs it off, though you still make sure he's alright. There's so many outtakes that don't make it, but that you treasure, quietly, overwhelmed seeing how loving the look in your eyes is as you watch each other.

"Why'd I let her drop me all those times? Why'd I agree to that video in the first place?" Sapnap finds himself growing defensive on stream after you post the video, frowning into his camera, "it's simple, actually -" and he pulls the microphone so close to his mouth his lips are against the pop filter, though before he can even say anything, he seems to be interrupted by something at his door, and he gestures for you to come in. Bemused, you agree, trotting over and gladly taking your place in his lap as he offered it. It takes a moment for him to reangle the microphone to get the comedic effect, but finally he gets there, glaring into the barrel of his camera, and voice loud and overbearing for effect as he peaks his microphone.

"Because I'm in love with her, obviously. Next question."

#sapnap x reader #sapnap imagine #sapnap #sapnap x you #dream team imagines #shut ur pretty mouth #cyltlanp #Spotify

[honklore]

hello! i just found ur blog and omfg i’m in love with your writing style! may i pls have some soulmate au hc’s for a reader who’s an artist? (i’m indecisive so you can choose who the hcs are with!) so like (insert cc u write for here) has got paint stains on his hands and like assorted sketches and stuff on his skin all the time from his soulmate. ty so much!! :]

masterpiece | quackity

(gn reader, quackity is the loml, reader is so talented but v messy, chat teases q to no end, quackity is the biggest softie in the world but refuses to acknowledge it, plantain slander)

listen to: rainbow connection (cover) by sleeping at last

sweet quackity :((

it starts when he’s eighteen, and it happens like almost immediately

he got these splotches of purple on his hands and his mom was like ?? are u getting into fights ?? are you okay???

and q rlly doesn’t mind aside from the weird questions when the colors are a little too close to red or purple

but!! nowadays mostly you just sketch w a pen

it’s during your classes usually,,, ur an art history major and you need something to occupy your hands (which is actually why you started drawing in the first place)

so during the day quackity will acquire lil sketches of famous paintings,,, or sometimes originals,,, but they’re always washed off before the day is done

sometimes random art facts/theories/studies but he has no idea why someone would write him about van gogh’s use of color

*cue u aggressively scrubbing your skin in the shower bc you always forget how permanent the ink is*

quackity is sort of... hesitant when it comes to writing on his skin. esp with streaming, he’s scared that fans will react badly ,, that negative thought keeps him at bay most days

but sometimes he writes lil notes on his legs,,, where chat won’t see anything ,,,, and they’re always either rlly sweet or rlly weird

(hope ur having a good day)

(hey bestie :P )

(soulmate my beloved)

(will u be the howie mandel to my dr. phil)

that last one made you genuinely worried for your future

badly drawn picture of a duck holding a briefcase (this is me)

which confuses you but as he draws more, you begin to associate him with ducks, and sometimes the duck wears a tie, and sometimes a beanie, and one time he had a giant blue axe which kind of concerned you

but you digress

when you get stressed u finger paint

and it’s just a way to create chaos and feel the cold paint on your skin like idk it’s relaxing yknow :)

quackity is streaming

and he doesn’t realize what’s happening. he’s reacting to attaway general,, and he’s kind of invested

it’s only when he pauses it to make a point that he notices

and he tries to hide it but chat notices right away

panicked!quackity

it’s not that he doesn’t trust chat he just knows things can get negative quickly and he wants his space to be free of that

but someone donates “artist q?”

and quackity lets the joke run

he stands up and pulls the mic super close to his mouth

“i’m in my artist arc chat! nihachu watch out >.>”

“CHAT WE’RE POPPIN OFF I AM A PAINTER NOW I PAINT”

it’s literally so silly bc q knows that chat knows but they’re letting him do his bit

and later that night he checks twitter and artist q is trending, but quackity’s soulmate is also trending

it’s all mostly supportive, and there’s already some rlly endearing fan art of quackity with paint all over his hands

quackity private tweet: ❤️❤️❤️

and he gets a lil confidence boost after that

answers questions abt u on his alt

tells the story of his mom thinking he was getting into fights

“guys paula is still my number one and my soulmate will just have to understand that”

“we already agreed we would both reject each other for taylor swift chat it’s fine”

answers donos and doodles on his hand

which he can do now bc chat knows!!!!

(you’re so talented your honor)

(have you ever seen attaway general?)

(charli d’amelio is in it)

(charli d’amelio is in it shit dixie sorry)

and you’re like !!! it’s on my hand !!!! it’s not hidden at all !!!

this image is so endearing to me like you’ve got paint stains all over your hands and quackity’s scrawl is filling in the empty spaces like he didn’t want to interrupt your work

duck with a beret, a mustache, and a paintbrush (this is me now)

ik he is going to share the most mundane things in a way of showing his love

(i listened to this song the other day)

(i bought a literal plantain today those things are big as shit)

(update: not good :/)

(i’m writing lore)

(i have an exam tomorrow)

just :(( sweet quackity wants u to know every little detail abt his life bc he wants u to know him

and you reply when u can

(added to my playlist!)

(i like plantain chips but i’ve never had the fruit alone)

(rip buddy :/)

(lore? like fnaf?)

quackity finds out you know extensive fnaf lore and the two of you stay up arguing about which is worse: the bite of ‘87 or the bite of ‘83

both of your legs look like newspapers that night and it takes a lot of scrubbing to get all of those off

one day you’re painting smth and quackity randomly gives you his discord

(add me and we can watch game theory together and see who is right)

the two of you end up watching it and getting in call with each other

when you hear his voice it’s like everything falls into place

he fills in all the empty spaces,,, answers all the questions you didn’t realize you had,,,, and he’s so wonderful that you find yourself missing him dearly whenever he’s not on call with you

you join him in calls on his streams sometimes like for jackbox or when he’s cooking

“CHAT MY SOULMATE IS A CHICA KINNIE”

you stop joining him on calls on his stream /s

but chat loves you and always takes ur side over q’s

you get tons of followers on your art account and you even get to sell some of your paintings!!

ur new favorite colors to use are blue and yellow i don’t make the rules

but everyone starts to catch on and they find it really sweet

you catch up on quackity lore solely for him and declare yourself a c!quackity apologist

you’ve definitely retweeted the meme that’s like “if villain bad why hot”

when u guys meet quackity kisses your forehead :((((

when you

a drawing of two ducks holding hands (this is us)

thank you for the kind words and for requesting !!!

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