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elliot-needs-sleep · 2 years

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no thoughts head empty just, storyteller reader. they’re a bit of an odd character, always going around the server and asking about everyone’s day and wanting to learn all the minor details of what they did and writing it all down, which makes people very suspicious of reader when all they want to do is learn about different types of people to write stories. obviously doesn’t help since they haven’t told anyone of their secret passion.

so one day a group of people decide to follow reader throughout the day (they’re suspicious reader is spying for dream or something (i’m thinking maybe the group is the las nevadas crew but it’s your choice) (if it’s the las nevadas crew please add my boy slimecicle i miss him :( )) only to find reader walking around the server and handing out some stories they wrote. the group just sees reader going up to tubbo’s mansion in snowchester to give him stories to read to micheal, going to the arctic to give technoblade some revamped greek myths and stories of epic war heroes inspired by him, writing stories to comfort tommy (i imagine his guilty pleasure is children’s books because he never got to experience childhood and likes to babysit micheal so he can read children’s stories without being judged), etc etc.

my guilty pleasure do be characters being sus of reader and getting proved wrong huh-

yours truly,

gremlin anon

Storyteller

Characters: Quackity, Slimecicle, Fundy, Tommyinnit, Tubbo, Technoblade

Fic Type: longer form

Fandom: DSMP

“Are you really sure this is a good idea?” Fundy asked as he followed Charlie and Quackity out of the casino. Purpled and Sam had both said they wanted no part in this, so it was just the three of them. Charlie shrugged, looking towards Quackity.

“No. But they’re acting weird, don’t you think? They walk around asking people a bunch of random information about their days and then they write it down? That’s some sort of sketchy.” Quackity shook his head, continuing down towards the community house. Why there were heading there, no one knew, but you always tended to be around their, one way or another.

Eventually, the crew did see the person they were trying to find, and Quackity almost punched Charlie hard enough to send him back into the ground because he couldn’t shut up. You seemingly didn’t notice as you walked in the direction of Snowchester.

They followed you through the nether highway and hid once you stepped out outside of the mansion. Tubbo was waiting, holding Micheal in his arms.

Quackity was half hidden behind a tree, Fundy and Charlie down in a small valley behind him. He didn't seem to realize that they weren't paying attention to what was going on in front of them.

"Hello, Tubbo! And hello to you too, Micheal!" You smiled and waved as Tubbo put his son down, who then proceeded to run at you and attach himself to your leg. Tubbo shook his head, but his smile indicated that this was a normal thing.

"Here, I had a lot of fun writing these! Some of them are based off of what Tommy's told me about the rest of the server, and Ghostbur's antics from.... Before. I think he'll enjoy them!" He takes the leather bound book from your hands as his son detaches himself from your shin.

"Thank you. We'll see you later, c'mon Micheal." Tubbo leads his son away as you wave goodbye, and hop back into the nether portal.

"That... Was weird. What did they give him?" Quackity looks towards Fundy and Charlie, who were currently finishing off decorating a snow golem.

"Were you two not paying attention at all?" He asks, incredulously, and they both shrug, following you through the back of the nether portal.

"Ughhhhh, you two are the WORST spies ever to be on this server. Even Tommy was better than you guys!" Charlie just sticks his tongue out at Quackity. Little did they know, you were absolutely aware of them following you. They weren't exactly quiet, after all.

Quackity and Charlie bickered the entire way as they followed you in the direction of Techno's base. Fundy was the only one focused enough to wonder why you were heading towards the blood god?

"Guys... we're right near Techno's base. Maybe we shouldn't follow them through?" Fundy stood furthest from the glowing purple portal, the only real light near them. Quackity shook his head, stepping within the frame with Charlie.

"We need to find out what they're up to! C'mon, Fundy, hurry up!" And with that, the portal warped as Charlie and Quackity vanished. Fundy sighed, stepping within the frame as well.

"Is Tommy here, too?" You asked Techno as he stood in the snow in front of you. The Las Nevadas crew couldn't understand how you weren't even slightly intimidated by the piglin hybrid in front of you. You seemed perfectly at home, despite his history on the server.

"Yes, he made his house in my basement, remember?" As if the blond was summoned by sheer will, Tommy was at the door and smiling at you.

"Tommy! Here you go, it took a tiny bit, but I got a lot of inspiration from Niki and her house! There's one that's a tad bit personal to you, but the rest should be okay to read to Micheal, so you shouldn't need to worry!" You beamed at him, and he took the book with a smile, waving goodbye as he yelled his thanks, running back into the small house.

"And for you, Techno, a few reimagined pieces from Greek mythology, and some original ones too! I hope you like them, I've gotta head back though, I need inspiration somehow!" You waved goodbye to the blood god, and the Las Nevadas crew hurried back into the portal before being spotted.

"I knew you three were following me!" Your arms were crossed as you stepped out of the portal behind them, and Quackity turned to glare at you.

"We thought you were doing something wrong-" He started, and Charlie interrupted, peaking around Quackity to look at you.

"What were you doing, by the way?" You tilted your head slightly. They didn't know about your hobby?

"I'm a writer? I thought everyone here knew that. I get inspiration from other people, and a few even have me write a few stories for them regularly, like Tubbo." You explain, walking past them down towards the portal at Las Nevadas, figuring you might as well make sure they stop following you around.

"Oh... is that really what you do?" Quackity ran up beside you, with Fundy and Charlie tailing behind. You rolled your eyes at him, nodding slowly.

"Why would I even lie about it? It's common knowledge. Ask Techno, or Tommy, or Tubbo, or Sam and Purpled for that matter. they've known for awhile now, actually."

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"You knew and still let us follow them?!?!" Quackity yelled from across the casino, and he could hear Purpled laugh from somewhere as he hunted down Sam.

"I thought it would be easier to just let you find out yourself." Sam shrugged, completely ignoring the angry Quackity in front of him. "I mean, you were going to make a fool of yourself either way."

"YOU-"

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lonely-lost-soul · 2 years

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Dream Smp Masterlist

Masterlist for all my Dream SMP Stories:

☁-Angst

❆-Fluff

⚘ -Smut

~~~

Technoblade x Reader:

Under the FloorBoards: Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III, Pt. IIII, Pt. V, Pt. VI, Pt. VII, Pt. VIII, Pt. VX, Pt. X, Pt. XI, Pt. XII, Pt. XII ☁❆

Lost One's Weeping: Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two ❆☁

Beauty and the Beast: Prologue, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4: final, epilogue ❆⚘

Phantom of the Opera AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Final ⚘❆☁

Withered ☁

Where Loyalties Lie ☁

I’m Not Soft ❆

Let Me Worship You ❆

Fight For Me ❆

Royal ❆

Blood for the Blood God ❆ ☁

Shut Up and Drive ❆

Written In the Stars ❆

Forgive me father for I have sinned ⚘

Don’t mess with the boss’s wife ❆

Wilbur Soot x Reader:

First Lady of the Court: Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III ❆☁

Philza Minecraft x Reader:

Of Immortality and Nymphs: pt. II, Pt. III ❆

Karlnapity x Reader:

Time Travel is A Tricky Business ❆

Fundy x Reader

Little Fox ❆

Platonic Ranboo x Reader:

Slumber Party ❆

Platonic Tommyinit x reader:

Tis' But A Flesh Wound ❆

Since I've Been Gone ❆

C!Jschlatt x Reader:

Poff Poff (Platonic) ❆

Daddy's Little Girl (DadSchlatt au) Pt. II, Pt. III ☁

The Women Who Loved a Monster☁

Family SBI x Reader:

Little Hope ❆

Dream Smp Headcanons:

Them simping for you ❆

How they Kiss ❆

Them Leaving Marks on you⚘

A Pirates Life for Me ❆

Woes of an Immortal (3k Special) ❆⚘☁

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disturbed-and-depressed · 1 year

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Nightmare

C!Wilbur Soot x Sally (romantic), Salbur x FEM!CHILD!Reader (Platonic)

Warnings: Wilbur blowing up L’manberg, nightmares, crying

[Requested]

“What are you doing?”

Wilbur froze in place at the sound of a voice. Specifically the voice of someone he raised. Someone Fundy grew up with. His daughter. “Y/n.”

Y/n stepped inside the small stone room. She noticed all the signs inside, but her focus was on Wilbur Soot and the button that was placed on a wall in the room.

Wilbur gulped. “Okay, I will admit…Do you know what this button is?”

“Yes.” Y/n had crossed her arms and stared at her father. “I do.”

“Have you heard the song on the walls, have you?” Wilbur glanced at them. “There was a special place where men could go but it’s not there anymore.”

“It is there.” She stopped Wilbur from continuing. “You’ve won it back, dad.” She glanced at her communicator and saw everyone spamming her name, specifically her little brother, but she paid no attention.

Y/n jumped in surprise as Wilbur yelled in frustration. “I’m always so close to pushing this button Y/n! I have been here like 7 or 8 times.” He covered the way that Y/n had walked in from, so now it was solely just the two of them. “They’re fighting.”

Y/n could hear the fireworks that came from outside. Even if they were muffled, it gave her a weird sense of security. Probably reminding her that as long as they were going off, it still meant people were alive. “You want to just blow it all up?”

Wilbur took a deep breath. “I do.”

“But dad, we fought so hard to get this place back…” Y/n quietly trailed off, trying to ignore what was really happening, her father was crazy. He wasn’t the man he used to be.

“I don’t even know if the button works anymore Y/n. I could press it…”

“There is a lot of TNT connected to that button right?” Y/n slowly came to the realization that Wilbur was crazy. He was officially crazy and there was no way she or anyone could bring him back.

“Y/n…There was a saying… By a traitor, once part of L’manberg. You of course know Eret.”

“Yeah.” Y/n whispered.

“It was never meant to be.”

Horror spread across the young girl’s face as she watched Wilbur move his hand and press the button. “NO!” She screamed. Y/n grabbed Wilbur’s arm and with enough force, she was about to pull him back so he wouldn’t be harmed by the explosions that rang in the air.

“Dad!” Y/n moved closer to the edge that now showcased the country that was destroyed. She saw a few citizens standing there staring in disbelief that their beloved home was destroyed.

She didn’t get to do anything as her attention was pulled back by her father, who was breathing heavily. “My L’manberg Y/n! My unfinished symphony! Forever unfinished! If I can’t have this, no one can.”

Y/n blinked trying to get rid of her tears.

Wilbur grinned and it came more manic-like and he grasped his young daughter’s shoulder, spinning her around to face him. “Kill me! Y/n, kill me! Look, they all want you to.”

She looked back and noticed the crowd was bigger than before. “No I can’t. You’re my dad!”

Wilbur’s smile faded and he soon became angry. He narrowed his eyes and began trying to pull Y/n while she fought back against him. Neither of them realized how close to the edge they were until Y/n slipped, pulling Wilbur with her.

Y/n could feel her heart beating and the wind rushing past her ears. The last thing she heard before she hit the ground was yelling and calling of her name.

Then it all went black.

Y/n gasped for breath as she immediately sat up in her bed, her eyes shooting open. She brought her hands to her face in a panic, yet when she checked, there were no marks on her skin. No ash or soot or debris. She was alive.

Y/n’s head turned towards the door when it flung open. Standing there was her mother, Sally. Movement from behind her mother caught her eyes, and she saw it was her father, Wilbur Soot.

Y/n did the only thing she felt she could do at the moment. She began crying. What else was she supposed to do? She had never had a dream like that for as long as she remembered, most likely because dreams were kinda rare for her to have.

She felt herself being embraced by arms and pulled into someone’s chest. The scent of cinnamon and orange fill her senses. It was her mom who pulled her daughter into her arms.

Sally gently shushed her daughter, rocking her back and forth, trying to calm her kind down. She couldn’t recall seeing her beloved child like this. For as long as she remembered, Y/n had never cried, only really letting tears fall when her brother was hurt. It does sorta make sense, since Y/n vowed to protect her little brother no matter what.

Wilbur quietly moved forward, sitting down on the plush bed, slowly moving closer and bringing his warm hand onto Y/n’s head, lightly petting her hair.

A few minutes later, Y/n’s wails and sobs had tuned down to a small sniffle here and there. Wilbur had left and come back with a tired Fundy and steaming tea, setting the orange haired boy down next to his sister, and placing the hot mug on the nightstand beside the bed.

Sally kept running her fingers through the h/c haired girl’s hair. “Do you wanna tell us what happened in your dream?”

Y/n debated on whether she should tell them, but ultimately decided to just go with a blunter approach, and beg. “Please don’t leave dad.”

Wilbur’s eyes focused on his daughter, slightly confused. “What?”

Y/n cleared her throat and spoke up a little louder. “Please don't…don’t leave and start that nation you talked about with uncle Tommy.” She brought her head up and looked her father in the eyes. “I’m not being dramatic, I don’t want you to leave, stay with us.” Tears slowly started building up in the young girl’s orbs once more.

Wilbur and Sally shared a discreet look. Wilbur was set to leave tomorrow. Should he lie and tell his daughter he won’t go, but leave when she falls asleep, or comply with the wishes and stay with his loving family. Wilbur glanced at the clock in the room. It was 2 in the morning, everyone could get some sleep and then talk about it in the morning.

“Alright.” The brown haired man heaved out. “I’ll stay, and we can talk in the morning when everyone gets some sleep. I’ll call over grandpa and Tommy and Techno. Does that sound good?”

Y/n was desperate, so she would take what she could get on such a short notice. She nodded and slipped under the covers more. “Can you guys stay with us?”

Without a complaint the married couple turned out the lights and joined the warm bed.

Everyone was still pretty tired so sleep came easy, but the one question on the parents’ mind was simple.

‘What did Y/n dream about?’

#dream smp #dream smp x reader #dream smp x y/n #dream smp x you #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot imagine #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #salbur #fundy

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mono-dot-jpeg · 2 years

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antarctic idiots [pt.6] - c! technoblade

summary; in which two anarchist piglins adopt an ender boy.

genre; child! ranboo, piglin hybrid! reader, slight canon divergence from dream smp, fluff, found family au is my shit, reader is now ranboo’s parent i don’t make the rules, techno is a grumpy father but it’s okay you love him, realistic minecraft? (idk how to describe it-), uh angst (if you squint)

pairing; c! technoblade x reader, platonic! ranboo x reader

word count; 2.4k

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a/n; regarding techno's death, i have decieded to continue this series after it's long hiatus. i am not trying to stain techno's death with writing. i see this as keeping his character alive and keeping the memory of him alive. i am also coping this way. kind of. i was really sad about his death on the day it happened but now i'm feeling much different in a good way. i dont think techno would want to see any of us sad especially since he was usually the reason we smiled and not why we cried and i intend to keep it that way.

i will be writing for techno but i refuse to do anything nsfw with him as that just feels so disrespectful to him. obviously if there is any statement from his family about fanfics, this will be taken down.

i will continue to write for techno.

i am saying this to lighten this note, techno himself wrote fanfics about hypixel so there's not much of difference between him and a lot of other writers out there. if you don't like what i'm doing, that's fine, to each their own. i like to think i'm preserving his memory like artists.

today was the festival. you hadn't prepared too much (because how did you really need to prepare for a bombing), only bringing your armor and your trusty sword. you were with techno,, the male wondering if wilbur and tommy were coming to join you both.

"no, techno, they can't. they were exiled."

a beat of silence before, "hah, losers. imagine not being invited, L." techno said as you started to walk to l'manburg. you and techno meet up with other citizens and friends of l'manburg. techno greeting them much easier than you were. you didn't even know why you were invited in the first place, who else knew about you helping pogtopia? "is this where everyone who actually got invited meet up?" techno asked as you noticed some familiar faces. he started to ramble a bit though it didn't last long.

you stood behind techno, both of your shadows looming over the much shorter people in the crowd.

"oh, fundy is here."

"yeah! i got some fun games!" you looked at the fox hybrid. he showed the dunking tank, pranking poor niki for a moment. "hey, hey, technoblade! you have a trident right?" the male piglin nodded. "you think you can shoot yourself into the tank?"

"uh, i can try." techno offered, standing in the lake. his arm rose up in the air as he aimed for the sky, but before he could fly, “you’re not gonna drown me in the tank, right?”

“no.” fundy said, the sly fox was very obvious with his intentions, however techno didn’t seem to mind.

“alright, doesn’t sound like something you would do.” techno shrugged before flying up in the air and into the dunk tank.

“i would not trust fundy-” niki started but got cut off by the male piglin.

“i made it.” his voice muffled due to his helmet and the water. he partly made it. his head was just in the dunk tank while the rest of him hung out on the edge of it. you laughed a little bit as techno goes back to the lake to try again. he made it this time, yelling in victory before he looks up to see a block above his head.

laughing loudly, fundy looks at the piglin, “i lied.”

you and niki start to help him as techno starts rambling, “i should’ve expected this. well, this is the end for me. any second now i’m gonna drown.” he said dramatically. you put your helping to a stop, remembering what the pink haired male told you about his armor. you knew that technoblade won’t die this easily.

“hey, does anyone have popcorn? i want to see how this ends.” you asked anyone nearby you. they said no, leaving you pouting and eating your baked potatoes in despair as you watched techno dramatically lament about his upcoming “death”.

“i only have a few hours with my respiration 3 helmet.” you laughed loudly with others as techno continued his antics. “i’m feeling kind of hungry actually.” he started to eat his steak while fundy seemed to crumble down, complaining about how techno should’ve just died already.

“have you seen how much time this man has put into the smp? he probably has four backup sets!” fundy complained as your laughter calmed down to a few chuckles.

“hold on, i left the stove on at home.” techno broke the block and flew right out with ease. you could tell the fox had long given up at his task of killing techno with the dunk tank.

❚ Quackity > GATHER AT THE MANBURG PODIUM

before the speech had begun, techno shows off his fireworks that he had prepared for the festival. "woo fireworks!" he says in his usual monotone voice as everyone else cheers in awe othe the colorful explosives. you, on the other hand, had seen techno prepare the fireworks in his own base. how did you find that base underwater? he will never know.

"hello everybody and welcome to the manburg festival!" schlatt annouced. "i have invited all the citizens of manburg and some close friends of mine. i just- i just wanted to throw a party to be honest." during the small speech, you glance over to your right and see techno staring up at schlatt. he seemed to have that confused look in his eye, maybe wondering why he was at a party about government. you were wondering that same thing about yourself but even more so as schlatt never really knew you. you were never really around often, especially during the time of the election.

"chat, i'm not gonna do it. i'm literally surrounded by enemies.." your ear twitches, hearing techno muttering to the voices in his head. after a moment, he cheers, "woo party!"

quackity starts leading everyone to pokimane islands. everyone dances and cheers happily until niki and techno start talking about state secrets. "anyone wanna talk about state secrets?" techno asked not-so-subtly.

"you know for the fact that you're really smart, you're really unsubtle with getting private information."

"like you could do any better."

"i can actually. you're talking to the pandora's box after all." you smiled smugly. "how do you think i know about your other base?" techno narrows his eyes at you as your smile turns innocent while you brush your hand against his arm. "i know a lot of things, mr. blade, i would hate to have to pull anything over your head."

after a while, fundy suggested to do a boxing match. "yeah violence! yeahhh!" techno is quick to cheer on as you follow along.

"promoting violence. hell yeah!" you sound just as monotonous as techno does while everyone gathers at the ring.

nearly immediately, fundy is asking for a fight with techno. techno excuses himself for a moment. you watch the pink haired male fly with his trident to do something. you have some idea of what he's doing. just as fast as he flies away, he quickly arrives back and takes off his armor, setting it by you. "watch m' stuff f' me." his voice is a bit more gruffy as you raise an eyebrow upon noticing some familiar particles bubble around him. "don't look a' me like that."

you smiled, "hmm, mr. blade using a potion in a boxing match?" you talked quietly, humming in amusement. techno snorted, a telltale sign that a piglin was not very pleased. you laughed a bit, "don't be so mad, techno. i thought you were the mature one. i'm just pointing things out." techno is silent for a moment while you look at him. you would never say it to his face but he wasn't a bad sight to see or maybe it was just your piglin instincts to admire other piglins. you snort to yourself quietly, a sound that was close to a piglin admiring gold, but techno picks up on it.

"you seem to be admiring me. i am amazing so i get it." you laughed at bit upon seeing his smug smile as he faces you.

"glad to see you're warming up to me now."

"i still don't trust you." he huffed.

"well, trust and warming up to someone is different. i can be an acquaintance. i don't need to be trusted. not yet at least." you hummed. "anyways go beat up fundy, pig man." he snorted at your statement as antfrost starts to count down.

and in just a few seconds, the fox is down and techno is victorious. "who's next!? who's next?!"

"techno, we're gonna have to initiate a drug test on you."

"can we wait 30- no, 29- 27 seconds until then?" you started to laugh watching as techno counts down his potion effect while he fumbles over his words. quackity and fundy seem to not accept that, asking techno for a drug test. but techno is quick to escape. "all of a sudden, i'm gone-" and he's flying before anyone else can say anything.

he does come back as another speech was gonna happen in a few moments. and yet this one gave you a bit of a sinking feeling..

"who am i to say no to that, right? so without further ado, i think i’ll put big man tubbo, my right-hand man, my uh… my protégé, up on the mic to spit some bars!" everyone cheers for tubbo as you clap for him as well. you almost frown upon seeing how he can barely reach the microphone. he's so young for this… him and tommy… you can only think to yourself, hearing his speech. words are being heard and yet you can't listen well enough. you knew what was going on.

"so with that in mind, i'd like to thank everyone for coming to this wonderful event!" a deep chuckle fills your ears as tubbo's speech ends. "what- what's wrong schlatt?"

"i was just thinking about it. you know how we like to have fun, tubbo?" that sounds anything but good. you grip on your sword, something's gonna happen and you don't know if you have the guts to handle it right now.

"yeah.. what- what's up schlatt?"

"you got anything else in that speech?"

"uhhh no! on that note, let the festival begin!" after that all you see in quackity and schlatt whisper to each other and hand each other some bright yellow item. this was looking worse and worse as you watch the two surround tubbo with the paste and soon pouring water over the paste. it was now concrete. tubbo was stuck with no way out.

"what the fuck are they doing.." you muttered, feeling your anger rise. you can hear techno and niki mutter in confusion as they watch everything slowly unfold.

niki's pleas are unheard to schlatt as he speaks, "I know what you've been up to, tubbo."

"what- what have i done? what have i been up to? what are you talking about?" tubbo's eyes are glazed with fear and panic as his hands are pressed against the yellow concrete. he's trying to back up against the chair but he can't move any farther back.

shlatt laughs mockingly, "what i have been up to, he says.." and soon he's yelling, "he's been CONSPIRING with the idiots! with the tyrants! that we kicked out of this server! that we kicked out of this great country!" his voice was as loud and booming as you remember the past. when you escaped before the results were even out for the election, when you decided that this country was not what you wanted to stay in for very long. “i don’t know if you know this, tubbo but treason… isn’t exactly a respectable thing around here… y’know?”

“do you know what happens to traitors, tubbo?” the dark look in schlatt’s eyes have you gripping tighter on the worn out handle of your sword. the leather wrapped around the grip does nothing to help your bubbling anger.

“n-no…”

“nothing good.” he stops looking at tubbo to look into the stunned crowd, “technoblade, why don’t you come up here?” your neck nearly snaps with how hard you turned to look at him. was he working for schlatt? you asked yourself for a moment before seeing how surprised and concerned he was, looking around and having no response to the president. techno glances at you for a moment. both of you seem hesitant on what to do but with an unsettling feeling in his stomach, techno tridents his way to the large stage podium. you can barely keep yourself focused on everything. the whispers of everyone around, the choking atmosphere, and knowing that tubbo might just be in danger of losing a life. your mind is fuzzy as you can’t listen to a word of what schlatt is saying. you can hear snippets but it doesn’t go through your mind. you hear nothing. but then you hear everything.

“take care of the traitor. take care of him.” schlatt’s graveled voice suddenly feels grating to hear.

“you want me to get him- get him some breakfast?” techno’s voice is muffled and yet so clear.

“no…” niki’s cries are unheard as they’re overpowered by the shattering of your heart and the aching of your brain. you wished you could comfort her.

“he won’t. he won’t. he won’t! he’s on our side!” wilbur? when did he get here? how long has he been here? you’re getting rusty, old woman. you shouldn’t have retired, you idiot.

“techno, i need you to take him out.” take him out…?

“to dinner?”

“no! not to dinner! i want you to kill him!” schlatt’s voice screeches through the microphone as techno oh’s in realization.

“techno, you don’t need to do this!”

“it’s- it’s a festival today schlatt…”

you can see him hold his crossbow. he’s gonna do it… he doesn’t have much of a choice. not when they don’t know that he’s with pogtopia. suddenly you’re aware of how surrounded you are, marburg citizens were all in the crowd. you were sure that if techno or you made a wrong move, you would both lose a life.

“i’m sorry tubbo.”

“t-techno?”

your mouth is dry, failing to say anything to help techno in this situation. the battle of the lake was different, it wasn’t this. at least with a battle, you didn’t need to think about what to do. but to be fair, it’s not like you even tried to do any thinking at the time. but either way, this wasn’t a battle. this was an execution.

“i will try to make this as painless and as colorful as possible, tubbo.” techno can only mutter but the mic just barely picks it up.

“technoblade…”

“tubbo, i’m sorry! i’m being subjected to mild amounts of peer pressure.”

“DO IT TECHNOBLADE!”

with a yell, techno fires off the fireworks to tubbo. the thundering boom of the fireworks rings in your ears as you try and cover them to soften noise, just for a little bit. of course it didn’t help but there was nothing else you can think of doing. your feet frozen in place as you watch tubbo die. and soon everyone else would too. you can see the bloodthirst in techno’s eyes as he loads the bow again. so much was happening at once. tommy landed himself onto the podium in tears as he looks at where tubbo’s body lays. he was distraught at techno’s betrayal.

but techno could only see blood.

and you needed to run.

everyone who survived techno’s reign of fireworks is fleeing in panic, including yourself. you can only trip over your feet before using your own trident to get away, going in the same direction as techno while everyone was yelling to get tommy. why didn’t they bother with techno after killing so many citizens? that was something beyond your understanding really. the government ruling over manburg was a really bad one to say the least if they were doing such public executions. what a government that was.

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wimbledonsoot · 2 years

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ACT 1 - PERFUME [c!wilbur]

PERFUME

(title inspired by perfume by lvj, link here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gmy3w0ZY9-c)

act 1 of 3, series titled: up there on your golden throne

summary

before the dream smp, you'd been friends with wilbur. once. long ago. but now, as conflict arises in the once peaceful server you now call home, you have to choose which side you will support - and which friendships you will sacrifice.

trigger warnings

the usual: blood, violence, psychological and physical torture, mental abuse, gaslighting, dream is a bad person, manipulation, murder

main relationships (r = romantic, p = platonic)

r!wilbur soot x reader implied!r!dream x reader p!tommyinnit x reader p!eret x reader p!fundy x reader

total wordcount

tba

lore posts

tba

CHAPTER MASTERLIST

and i just bite my tongue

that first time you meet back on the smp isn't exactly friendly, and memories are always bound to resurface

update me on your life

after a slightly more... friendly reunion at the community house, wilbur shows his true colours once again

they look like a prick

he makes his dislike for dream clear, you make your dislike for him equally obvious

your tongue is razor sharp

wilbur announces his plans for l'manberg and revolution, you tell him that he's just like he usually is: manic and mean

i can't really blame you

wilbur reminisces about the 'good old days', you visit an old friend to vent, and tommy realises that maybe there's more to the picture than both of you think there is

[more to be added]

#wilbur soot x reader #enemies to lovers #c!wilbur x reader #c!wilbur soot x reader #c!wilbur soot #c!dsmp #c!dsmp x reader #dsmp x reader #dreamsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #dream x reader #heavily implied dream x reader #friends to enemies to lovers #whats with me an enemies to lovers?#wilbur x reader

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rapid-looser · 2 years

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★Masterlist★

DreamWasTaken (Not writing for at the moment):

★

Cc!Dream x partly blind reader

★

Cc!Dream x deaf reader

★

Names c/cc dream and c!technoblade would give their s/o

★

GeorgeNotFound:

None yet

Sapnap:

None yet

Punz:

None yet

Eret:

None yet

Technoblade (c! only):

★

A burnt fairytale

★

Name's c/cc!dream and !technoblade would give their s/o

★

Only one returns

★

Leverage

★

FoolishGamers:

None yet

Awesamdude:

None yet

Quackity:

None yet

Karl Jacobs:

None yet

Wilbur Soot:

★

An unfinished melody

Nikki Niachu:

None yet

Aimsey (fem reader only):

None yet

Captain Puffy:

None yet

Tommyinnit (platonic only unless requested otherwise):

None yet

Tubbo (platonic only):

None yet

Ranboo (platonic unless stated otherwise):

None yet

Purpled (platonic and c! only):

None yet

Philza(platonic only):

None yet

Badboyhalo (platonic unless stated otherwise):

None yet

Skeppy (platonic only):

None yet

Fundy (Platonic unless stated otherwise):

None yet

Multiple (could be a mix of rom and plat):

★

How dsmp members get your attention

★

When C!Dsmp members grab your hand

★

How cc!Dream and cc!sapnap act when they have a crush on you

★

Cc!Dream, cc!Sapnap and cc!Karl Jacobs favourite time of day/night

★

Sbi+ bee duo with reader who uses a cane a knee brace

★

Sbi being readers new neighbour

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Sweet moments with dsmp members

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theredflagsjustlooklikeflags · 2 years

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═Everything about Requests═

Requsts: OPEN

Matchups: CLOSED FOR NOW

Requesting Rules:

I am very iffy on NSFW things so please don’t request things like hard core porn without plot.

There will be be no NSFW writings for those who are minors

I will not right about real people (this includes content creators), only fictional characters.

I will try not to write anything that goes outside a content creators boundaries.

State in the request I’d you want it yandere or not yandere

State in the request what character you want your request to be about or I will be my choosing.

I will not write anything about pregnancy

If you are requesting something with a heavy topic, put a trigger warning.

I will not write character x charecter

What will I write

Yandere

Character X Reader X Character

Horror

Angst

Heavy Topics

Non yandere

What characters and fandoms I write for

Death Note

Light Yagami

L Lawliet

Misa Amane

Near

Mellow

Matt

Dream SMP

C! Dream

C!Technoblade

C!Wilbur (this counts, lmanbur, vilbur, and revivebur)

C!Philza (Platonic Only)

C! Tommy (Platonic Only)

C! Ranboo (Platonic Only)

C!Tubbo (Platonic Only)

C!Punz

C!George

C!Sapnap

C!Sam

C! Fundy

C! Jschlatt

C! Quackity

C! Slimecicle

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

My Hero Academia

Toga

Shigaraki

Eraserhesd

Dabi

Overhaul

Deku

Bakugo

Hawks

Todoroki

Shinso

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

Marvel

Scarlet Witch

Captain America

Winter Solider

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

Riddler (2022)

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inyourfloorboards · 2 years

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What I will and will not write for .

Will write - Fandoms:

Dream smp

Eddsworld

BNHA

FNAF

Will not write for - Fandoms:

Literally anything not on the list above this.

Will write for - Topics/Genres:

Smut

Fluff

Angst

Hurt comfort

Will not write for - Topics/Genres:

Pedophilia

Necrophilia

Piss kinks istg

Zoophilia

Any weird fetishes

Will write for - Characters:

FNAF:

William Afton

Michael Afton

Henry Emily

Eddsworld:

Tord

Tom

Edd

Matt

BNHA:

Bakugo

Midoriya

Kirishima

Todoroki

Tamaki

Dream smp:

( all characters are c! not cc!)

Schlatt

Wilbur

Sapnap

Dream

Ghostbur

Philza (platonic only)

Tommy (platonic)

Tubbo (platonic)

Georgenotfound

Fundy

Note: do not ask for smut of any minors and I strictly do 'x male reader' stories as I do not see many of them. Please dni if you want female readers. Requests are open if you want to request something. Have a good day ! ^^

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character-dsmp-things · 2 years

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How DSMP characters react to you forgetting to sleep.

I’m not very well versed in their characters minus a select few so most of these might be a bit out of character

•Platonic C!DSMP

❍Romantic Version

Possible TW: Insomnia, workaholic, cursing, violent jokes, mention of drugs.

H/P: home place

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Antfrost:

He takes not that you’re not acting like yourself.

Waits for a while to see if it shapes out by itself before stepping in

He’d pull you aside in the morning and ask very plainly if you’re feeling alright.

In typical Y/N fashion you say that your “fine”.

Knowing in his mind you’re not “fine” he’d ask you again this time with a harsher tone,

Once you inevitably agreed, he’d send you to bed telling you he’d bring you food later but that you weren’t allowed to come out of your room till you slept.

Awesamdude:

My man works in a prison, there really isn’t a good way for him to help you.

He’d still try, as any good friend would.

He’d send you some things that might help you relax such as lavender and a blanket.

BadBoyHalo:

We all know he’s so sweet but there’s still more to his character.

He’s observant and picks up on your sleepiness faster that most would.

In the early morning he’d hand you a cup of warm chocolate milk. (Because ain’t no sane person bouts drink warm 2% it stanky)

“Hey, I know it’s not my place to ask. But you’ve seemed very tired lately… has something been getting in the way of your sleep?”

Y/N fashion means you say nothing, adverting your eyes and trying to avoid the question.

He’d mumble something under his breath along the lines of “You Muffin-Head.” Before shifting into a smaller form than his usual 9 feet.

He’d politely ask you to go to the couch. If you refused he’d “encourage” you with a few “light” shoves. (I.e. Force you to sit on the couch.)

You’d spend that afternoon sleeping on the couch as he made sure you were comfortable.

Captain Puffy:

Not on her watch you don’t. Puffy is very much a parental figure to most. She’d just be so blunt.

“Nope, you’re going to bed. Don’t care what you say. You have to sleep.”

Dream:

His character isn’t really the most empathetic, unless your George..

Though for the sake of this let’s just say, he does care at least a little.

“Are you an idiot Y/N” (tbh probably/j)

“Fucking sleep or I kill you”

Eret:

She’d be worried as most would be.

They’d stop their duties and make a few hours to talk to you.

He’d ask about your sleep, tell you that she’s noticed your behavior changing.

Eventually leading to them taking the day off just to help you sleep.

Laying out a quiet time for the land and such.

Foolish:

He has higher intuition than most.

Noticing your sudden behavior change he’d politely ask. Once rejected he’d politely make you lay there as he explained some really boring crap.

Fundy:

Canonical anthropomorphic fox?

Fundy would make you a cave (a dark room with padded floors) and ask you to hibernate

GeorgeNotFound:

He honestly wouldn’t notice, being to busy sleeping himself.

Jack Manifold:

“Go to sleep you fucking idiot!”

And other ‘polite’ words of encouragement.

Jschlatt:

He’d just ask someone else to take care of you.

Though he would eventually check up on you himself.

Karl:

He’d make jokes about it, trying to slip by a few encouraging words.

“You know what I call a sheep that’s asleep?”

“Ashleep” *insert giggiling*

Niki:

She’d casually bring it up during a conversation.

“Have you been sleeping okay?”

“Is there something I can do that might make you sleep better?”

Ph1lza:

I personally don’t think he’d go dad mode.

He’d more than likely confront you about his consern

“You should sleep Y/N.”

He wouldn’t force you Just highly recommend it

Keeping some crows around you to remind you to take a break in the future

Quackity:

You’d more than likely be working for him.

He’d take notice of the decreasing quality of your work

“Your works been shit.”

“What the fuck is wrong?”

“I’m pretty sure we have something for that, no I’m joking, I don’t know how to handle this.. you know what. I’m going to turn down the music. That’s probably the problem.” He didn’t even let you speak.

Ranboo:

“You’ve been spacing out.. for a while Y/N..”

He’d have logged it in his journal. Marking it as important several times.

“Have you been forgetting to sleep? I know I do that sometimes.”

He’d try and connect with you over it.

“Why don’t we both take a nap?”

Sapnap:

He’d walk into the living room all saucy teasing you as he probably would even though you’re just friends “Ayo, hot mamas~?” (He would still call a man that and you can fight me on that.

“Wha- wait hold up, have you been sleeping ?”

He’s honestly not observant and only realized because you didn’t respond as you normally do.

Skeppy:

He’d honestly try and knock you out.. with a pillow

“Sleep prank!”

Slimecicle:

“Y/N of H/P, your face looks different than when I met you.”

You’d as you should be absolutely lost in trying to comprehend his speech.

“Y/N of H/P have you been sleeping the correct amount recommended by.. sleep?”

Technoblade:

He’d be rightfully annoyed.

“You’ve been worse than usual. Beating you isn’t fun anymore are you okay?”

He’d find some way to make it seem like you’re inconveniencing him. Though in reality it’s his way of showing affection.

Tommy:

He would get mad.

“Why haven’t you slept! You’re dumb! Fuckin stupid! Sleep you idiot!”

So sweet… 😬

Tubbo:

This man has a kid, he knows the deal.

“Hey, Y/N you’ve been sluggish, have you been sleeping okay? You’re starting to worry me.”

He’d recommend you things that help him sleep.

Wilbur:

“You can’t be a good leader if your tired.”

“I can tell you this much you’re going to want to get as much sleep as you can. You never know when you’ll need to spring into action.. it’s always better to be rested.”

Surprisingly compassionate.

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technowoah · 3 years

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MCYT MASTERLIST

Pt.1 - PART 2

Jack Manifold!

- Free Content Darling

- Just One Livestream

Fundy!

- nothing yet! ;)

Schlatt!

- In a Rich Man's World

- Chuckle Week

C! Philza

- Have a Heart

(Platonic)

- nothing yet! ;)

C! Technoblade

(Platonic)

- Revolutions Always Fall

- Rather Be Devisive Than Indecisive - pt. 2

C! Purpled

(Platonic)

- nothing yet ;)

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cynicalcitruscypher · 3 years

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rules for requests

requests: open

this is a sfw blog. please do not include any nsfw, 18+, and/or mature content in requests. i write for characters only, and that’s how it will remain until ive stated otherwise. i am comfortable writing more triggering topics, but they will be tagged under their respective tw. i will only write platonic content for now, but this may change in the future. if a character is not on the list, please do not send in a request including them, as there is a reason for why they arent included.

use anon responsibly :]

Characters (all c!)

Awsamdude

Badboyhalo

Dream

DreamXD

Eret

Fundy

Karl J.

Philza

Quackity

Ranboo

Sapnap

Technoblade

Tommyinnit

Tubbo

Wilbur Soot (l’manbur, vilbur, ghostbur, or revivebur)

Genres

fluff

angst

hurt with comfort

hurt without comfort

x reader

Topics (all tagged respectively)

panic attacks #/tw:panicattack

minor to heavy gore #/tw:minorgore #/tw:mildgore #/tw:heavygore

dysphoria #/tw:dysphoria

derealization #/tw:derealization

PTSD #/tw:ptsd

manipulation #/tw:manipulation

gaslighting #/tw:gaslighting

death #/tw:death

DO NOT REQUEST:

nsfw

discrimination

politics

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trashmouthsahra · 2 years

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Being the youngest person in Dream Smp HC

Pairings: c!Wilbur x Reader (Platonic) c!Jschlatt x Reader (Platonic) c!Mcyt x Reader (Platonic)

Pronouns: They/Them

Requested?: No :(

Note: Hope you like it! <3

You were just a baby when Wilbur and Schlatt found you

They were just mining, having some bro time.

And they heard your whimpers

Wilbur gave you some food and his jacket.

Schlatt took you to his home.

Schlatt was hesitant at first.

He didn't know how to raise a kid.

So he ran.

He ran like the coward he was

Wilbur was like your father after that.

He was angry at his best friend for leaving you.

Wilbur already had a child named Fundy.

So it was easy to take care of you

Fundy was like your older brother

He was five when Wilbur brought you home.

You met your grandpa Philza when you started walking

He adores you.

Like, YOU WERE SUCH A CUTIE

HOW CAN SOMEONE LEAVE YOU????????

Anyways

You were ten when your father decided to make drugs

He tried to keep you out of the business

Because you were ten

And drugs are bad yk

Don't do drugs kids.

You liked Sapnap

He was cool

But he was American

And your dad told you that Americans were bad.

So you stopped making him give you piggy-back rides.

You had your own little L'manburg uniform.

"Aww look at you my little star! Fundy look at your sibling they look so cute don't they?"

"Dad please stop I'm ten not five..."

Yeah he liked dressing you up

You liked Tommy

He was a little loud but he was okay

He gave you a disc once

It was named pigstep

It was pretty pog

You loved flower crowns

You made Tubbo one

And Tubbo made you one in return!

You + Tubbo = Cuteness overload

Dream uhmm

Dream and you were complicated

Like you were such a pure soul

And he wanted/didn't want to ruin that

Don't come at him he has troubles when it comes to emotions and shit

Like one day he could hug you kiss your forehead

But then tomorrow he could fucking stab you

Wait no he wouldn't stab you

He would manipulate you to join his side or make you believe he was good

Then there is George

You and him don't talk much

But he gave you a netherite axe one time

So we can say you like him

Niki is like your sister.

She bakes you cookies

You love her

Like when you have a mental break down or something

You know she will always be there for you

When Eret betrayed L'manburg

You were angry

No not angry furious is more like it

It was clear you had anger issues

Sometimes you couldn't control yourself (*Cough*that's why you get along with Technoblade *cough*)

Your father, your brother and Niki tried to console you of course.

But they failed

You took Eret's one life

You loved them really

But she betrayed you

And he wasn't that great of a fighter

You were trained by all the L'manbergians

Plus dream

Dream regrets training you now

aNyWaYs

Tommy gave Dream his discs

And boom now L'manburg is free

SIKE

Election Era came

You adored Quackity

He was fun

He was a hybrid like your brother

He tried to give you drugs once

But sadly he became a part of the election

Then came someone you didn't even remember

Jschlatt

He couldn't recognise you at first

But then he saw your eyes

Your beautiful Y/E/C eyes

Schlatt's face: xxxx

Your birthday came

Everyone celebrated

Even Dream left you a gift

It was an enchanted trident

You couldn't thank him bc he was like

Baby I'm not even here I'm a hallucination

Wilbur and Tommy used you for campaign

They were like

"Look at this cute kid how can you not vote for this?"

You were confident that your dad and not blood brother was gonna win.

But Dream XD was like bitch you thought-

They lost

Turns out Schlatt and Quackity combined their votes together

You trusted Quackity

You shouldn't have trusted anyone...

Do you guys want a Part 2??????

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thesunicarusfellfor · 3 years

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Hello! I'm in love with the way you write c! Ranboo like hsgsj- amazing! So I would like a request Yandare c! Ranboo and tubbo with a soft reader that is oblivious on how they act twords them but loves them unconditionaly (just fluff please maybe maybe put a Micheal seen in there as well because Micheal is the best character 😌)

I think this is the best compliment I have ever received... Thank you so much🤍🖤

I didn't know whether or not to do headcanons or a full-length fic, so I went with a shorter story if that's alright. ^^ if it's not feel free to send another request!

FYI THIS CAN BE SEEN AS PLATONIC OR ROMANTIC

Too Sweet (For This World) Yandere!C!Ranboo x F!Reader x Yandere!C!Tubbo

It was very common for you to see something out of the corner of your eye, but when you looked, you only saw a bunch of purple particles drifting slowly towards the earth due to gravity. You just assumed there were quite a few endermen still hanging around Snowchester, or some of the goats had come down from the mountains when you saw small little horns peeking out from behind bushes.

There were a couple times a day where you accidentally and very conveniently bumped into Ranboo out in the crater of L'Manberg or Tubbo when walking around Snowchester. It honestly was funny to you that you always seemed to bump into them when you were feeling sad or lonely. Plus, after talking to them and spending time with them, your problems almost magically seemed to disappear!

Such as, there was one time when you were helping clean up the red vines around buildings and Fundy was nagging at you for being so slow or bad at doing everything. After storming away and ranting to Ranboo about it on the verge of tears, Fundy practically scrambled up to you the next day shaking and almost crying, apologizing for every single thing he's ever said or done.

Huh... Maybe he felt that bad about it to the point where he was crying?

Although Fundy never said anything mean to you again, he also stopped hanging around you completely.

When you mentioned this to Tubbo, he explained that Fundy must not have been a real friend and that he and Ranboo would always be there for you before anyone else.

Once the mansion was built, the two platonic husbands eagerly invited you to stay with them, even saying they had Foolish make a room specifically for you! At first, you quite enjoyed your home around L'manberg, but then one day you returned home to a wall of your home completely destroyed by vines, deeming it unlivable. Although a tad convenient..

Tubbo and Ranboo had heard about it through your sobs when you called them, saying you had no clue what to do anymore. They had arrived at your side in almost minutes and quickly helped you pack and move everything to the mansion.

"I thought Snowchester was like... Half a day's walk away from here..." You sniffed, rubbing your red and puffy eyes. The two men of greatly varying heights tensed up momentarily.

"We were in the area." They both blurted out at the same time before glancing at each other.

Tubbo cleared his throat first, "I was in the nether, but luckily for you, I was close to the old L'manberg portal!" He smiled softly at you as you three walked away from your old home.

"M-Me too!" Ranboo coughed awkwardly, causing Tubbo to shoot him an odd look that you decided to brush off, "Now, uh, come on! Michael needs to meet his new mother!"

You blinked in surprise at the new title but didn't question it much, assuming it was simply just a title. Unbeknownst to you, your two best friends already thought you were part of their platonic relationship, despite you never agreeing nor denying, or them even asking.

It took a few days, but the zombie piglin warmed up to you and practically saw you as another one of his parents, which made Ranboo and Tubbo extremely happy. Instead of placing you into one of the regular rooms, they had Foolish turn the basement into two heavily secured rooms a few days before your house had been destroyed, strangely enough, and even designed one perfectly to your liking!

After washing the fruits you had, you walked towards the bookshelf and pulled on the fake book that caused the shelf to swing open. You walked down the quartz stairs after shutting the hidden door, then made your way up to one of the two doors with a pink sign with 'Michael' written in yellow cursive paint. Punching in the code, the iron door slid open and you stepped in before closing it behind you.

A loud cooing grunt was heard and the sound of quiet tapping echoed through the room before a pair of arms wrapped around your leg. "Hello, Michael." You giggled softly as Michael made grabbing hands up towards the bowl of fruit. Placing it down on the table, the child eagerly ran over and began munching on the food as you brushed over the books on the shelves to find one you haven't read to Michael before. "What about... The story of Persephone?"

A disappointed grunt was your only response.

"Guess I did read that one... Hm... Oh! What about the story of Icarus?" This time his response was a happy squeak and tippy taps of his hooves against the warm quartz floors. You sat down in the rocking chair and waited until the child scrambled over and jumped into your lap.

You opened the book and began reading to him for an hour until your eyes slowly slid shut to the quiet snores of the child of your two best friends, who at this point was beginning to see you as a mother.

Quiet 'meh' sounds and 'vrrr'ing noises and a dim flash woke you up from your spot in the rocking chair. Cracking open your eyes, your arms shifted around the nether hybrid as you saw Tubbo holding a camera making happy bleating noises, while Ranboo, who was the source of the buzzing noises, took the book you had been reading from your limp hand to put it back on the shelf.

"What time is it?" You murmured softly to keep the child asleep as you rubbed the back of your stiff and sore neck.

"It's about 5:30pm. Still rather early. Tubbo walked over and gave you a gentle yet affectionate headbutt while he scooped Michael up from your lap to bring him to bed. This caused an odd whining noise to come from the enderman hybrid before he quickly walked over and rested his forehead against yours, resting it there for a few moments before pulling back, his cheeks flushed the same colours as his eyes.

You giggled softly and gave him a gentle pat on the head as he helped you up. He held onto one of your hands as Tubbo eagerly went for the other, jokingly sticking his tongue out at Ranboo who gave a noise of mock offense, causing you three to giggle softly as you left Michael's room and went upstairs.

Tubbo and Ranboo weren't big fans of you leaving the basement on your own, and you were rarely allowed to leave the mansion even with the two boys at your sides. The former president told you it was because he heard rumours of Technoblade searching around for all the members of his cabinet back when he was in charge of L'Manberg, and he just wanted to protect you.

You saw no problems with his story as it was extremely believable. Your history with Technoblade hadn't been the cleanest and he would've definitely taken one of your canon lives back during the attack on L'Manberg, had a stray black and white firework not saved you that day. It had fired off and must've swerved a way that wasn't predicted, because it hit Technoblade hard enough in the chest to knock him away from you.

You don't remember much of that day, except for Ranboo immediately running over to you and dragging you away from the destruction and chaos. Thanks to him, you were almost completely scar free and standing proudly at three canons lives.

A gentle hand on your shoulder brought you back to reality and you saw two sets of eyes staring at you with concern. "Hey... Are you feeling okay?" Ranboo asked softly, tilting your head up to place his free hand against your forehead, "See. I told you she should be getting more sunlight, Tubbo!"

"I'm okay, I'm okay!" You laughed softly at their worry, rubbing your thumbs along the back of their hands, "Just... Remembering the war with Dream and Techno..."

"What about it?" Tubbo asked, bringing you into the living room to sit down with your friends on either side of you.

You pursed your lips together for a moment as you looked at the ground, "Just how... Scary Techno is. And how he was about to kill me without a care about who or what I was."

Angered growling and seething noises came from Ranboo and Tubbo as you felt their grasps tighten around your hands, almost to a painful degree. You looked up and saw their expressions stone-cold and steely although vastly different from each other.

Ranboo's green eye was purple, and the black tone of his skin was beginning to seep into the side with the lack of colour. The corners of his mouth were slowly splitting open wider and wider as his lips parted, allowing you to see the glowing purple colour inside his mouth.

Tubbo's was less obvious. His eyes were blank but also had a bright fire, one burning for revenge, reflected in them. His ears weren't flicking and neither was his tail, his entire body stiff except for a faint sound giving away the fact that his teeth were grinding together.

As much as you tried to endure it, the grip became too harsh and you couldn't help but give a small pained gasp. This caused all physical contact with you to suddenly vanish as the two boys immediately flung themselves away from you, horror and fear in their eyes.

"Oh my god! I'm so sorry!"

"Are you okay?! Do you need an ice pack?!"

"Or a bandage from my claws?!"

They were both kneeling on the ground in front of you with both of your hands in their grasps again. They repeatedly turned your hands in their own, testing the joints and checking for marks or bruising. "Boys, boys!" You laughed softly, placing your hands on their heads to ruffle their hair gently. You pulled your left hand adorned with two beautiful rings and held it up for them to see, flexing it and moving it around, "See? Perfectly fine. No pain whatsoever!"

While they seemed to have calmed down a lot, they still seemed to be extremely upset and guilty. "I'm still going to get an ice pack... We don't want our wife to be injured..." Tubbo murmured as he quickly got up and walked towards the kitchen.

"I will get started on dinner. And as an apology, I'm making your favourite. (F/f)." Ranboo tried to be a little more upbeat than Tubbo, but you could still see the small amounts of guilt as he turned and followed after the goat hybrid.

Sighing softly at their overreactions, you leaned back against the couch...

Before doing a double-take.

Adorned with rings?!

You quickly flung yourself forward again and looked at your left hand. On your ring finger were two diamond rings, one gold with a green gemstone, and the other silver with a black gemstone, both glistening a faint purple from enchantments...

...

When did these get put on you- wait... Did Tubbo say... wife?

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bozowrites · 3 years

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I NO LONGER WRITE FOR MCYT

IMAGINES | SERIES | NAVIGATION

Them in a relationship

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Angry reader

Featuring: [C] Bench Trio!

Twitch parental figure

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6'5 reader

Featuring: [CC] TommyInnit and Ranboo!

Transmale reader

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Reader cutting (TRIGGERS)

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Someone famous watches them

Part 2

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Comforting a depressed reader (TRIGGERS)

Treating a sick reader

Featuring: [CC] Quackity!

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Reader’s menstrual cycle

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Favourite cuddling position

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Platonic soulmates

Featuring: [CC] Ranboo!

Chaotic duo

Featuring: [CC] Tubbo!

People staring at reader's body

Featuring: [CC] Karl Jacobs!

Reader eating less than usual

Featuring: [CC] Bench Trio!

Dark academia aesthetic reader

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Jealous reader

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Reader wants validation

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Being best friends with them

Featuring: [CC] Ranboo!

Reading x Reader fanfics of them

Featuring: [CC] Quackity and Karl Jacobs!

Intimidating best friend

Featuring: [CC] Tommyinnit!

Media share donation of you

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Reader's pet dies

Featuring: [CC] Quackity, Karl Jacobs and Nihachu!

Reader stressed with school

Featuring: [CC] Bench Trio!

Punk male reader

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Reader overwhelming them with love

Featuring: [CC] Tommyinnit and [C] Tommyinnit!

Kidcore reader

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Reader initiating their first kiss

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Songs that describe their love for reader

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Dancing in the rain

Featuring: [CC] Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Nihachu and Fundy!

Reader being Michael's O'Pa

Featuring: [C] Beeduo + Michael!

When you don't give them kisses

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itsfeckinwimdy · 3 years

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Red String - Soulmate Shorts

c!Technoblade x Reader (Romantic or Platonic)

Reader Pronouns: They/Them.

Letter: R = Red string (The string of fate bonds two soulmates together no matter what the distance.)

Word Count: 180 words.

Warnings: The Butcher Army, being taken captive.

DSMP Masterlist / Soulmate Shorts Masterlist

Published: 30/08/2021

When Phil had mentioned that the Butcher Army was using what they could get their hands on to track down Technoblade, they didn’t believe that he meant them.

So that morning when Tubbo, the President, knocked on their door, they thought it was just going to be a quick visit, not them being escorted in chains by Quackity and Fundy out of the country.

During the time spent in Pogtopia, they had told Tubbo in confidence that Techno was their soulmate and that they could always find him because the red string connected the two of them. However, they should’ve known not to trust anyone because trust always gets abused.

Quackity threatened them and said he wouldn’t hesitate to take all of your remaining canon lives if you didn’t help. They had taken Philza’s compass to help them find where Techno was and to ensure that you were leading them the right way.

So, when Techno saw you in chains and a blade pressed against your throat, he surrendered to the butcher army.

He couldn’t let anything happen to you.

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ratsoks · 2 years

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the beauty of the rain / c!p!tommyinnit

a/n ;; this platonic!tommyinnit x reader and is not to be read romantically

gender ;; neutral (you/yours)

warnings ;; death, blood, war, one swear word

& part two

it wasn't supposed to rain on the battlefield. it was supposed to be a blood-red sky with the sound of anguished cries and swords clashing in the background, creating a deafening symphony for all to hear. but the clouds were gray and mourning the loss of the people they would look down on every day, opening their foggy eyes and allowing the many droplets they held to come crashing down on the bloodied grass. there was almost no grass left because of the bomb that had been dropped on l'manburg. that wasn't supposed to happen either. but there you were, battling your opponents in the crater that used to be your home, the crater that had once housed the land you had made such good memories in. now there were no more memories to be made. instead, there was a big, gaping hole in the place where your memories should be, the place where so many good times were held and jokes shared and food exchanged. but suddenly, despite the raging battle happening all around you, you felt a sort of peace. as the falling drops pelted your l'manburg uniform, you could finally breathe again. you could finally think and feel and taste the blood coating your tongue and feel the scream bubbling up on your lips. but then the peace went away and was replaced with excruciating pain. you could feel the blood leaking out of your abdomen, you could feel the red staining your once-blue uniform, but you really didn't want to look down. but you did anyways because you were doing a lot of things you didn't want to do these days. you could see a glinting netherrite axe protruding from your stomach, the carefully carved point creating a magnificent pain that you would never be able to describe in a gazillion years. yet somehow, the pain was beautiful. people saw pain as an ugly thing. they saw it as a mournful, negative topic that was often overlooked and underrated, looked down upon with disgusted eyes and upturned noses. but pain was a lovely sort of thing in a way. whether it be something as small as a paper cut or something as life-threatening as an axe running through your body, pain would always make its presence known, whether you liked it or not. most people didn't like it. but you did. in a sense, it brought about the end of things, like the closing of a chapter or the draining of a mug. and in a sense, it brought about the beginning of things, a new era, a new dawn, a new awakening that others often overlooked. dream was the one who killed you. it was an honor really, that the green-wearing man had bestowed the courtesy of putting you out of your misery. he could've killed the more important people, like technoblade or fundy or even niki, but instead he had chosen you, a measly rebel who decided that independence sounded better than living under his ruling forevermore. you hadn't even really contributed anything to l'manburg, other than being the one who'd sewn the uniforms and patching everyone up when needed. "i'm sorry," you whispered as dream yanked his axe out and watched you collapse on the marshy ground with a bloodied uniform and soggy boots. "hm?" the man tilted his head in confusion. shouldn't he be the one saying that since he had just impaled you? "i'm sorry you had to waste your time on me." his eyes widened underneath the mask as his mental voice quietly stated the only apology he would utter in years. i'm sorry you felt the need to apologize.

"tommy, no, tommy, go," you whimpered when you saw him run up to you with wide eyes and panting breaths. "tommy go tommy go tommy go." it was a mantra now, a never-ending saying that you were continuously repeating in the hopes that he would feel the urgency you were trying to relay with your message and take the hint and escape. he didn't and stayed rooted by your side. "i'm not leaving you!" he cried, cradling your head and putting it in his lap, beginning to tenderly stroke your forehead and brush the stray strands of hair off of it. "no, go!" "no!" "tommy please, you don't understand, dream could be around here—!" "dream, you sick bastard—" he made the motion to get up but you held him down to the best of your ability and painfully reached up to stroke his soaked cheek. "tommy, please." your plead made him stay. "tommy, please go, please, i'm begging you, i don't want you to get killed!" "i'll die if it means getting to stay with you," he whispered, gripping your hand that still stayed on the side of his face. "toms." a sad smile graced your face. your smiles always made him feel at ease. whenever you smiled, tommy knew that it was a sign that everything would be okay. that the storm would go away. that you would stick by his side through the rough and through the smooth. but somehow, this smile made him feel a dread, like an impending doom was looming in front of him and just waiting to tear him to bits. "tommy, i need you to go." "i don't want you to feel lonely, i-i want to stay with you, w-w-we can get you to, to fundy! yeah, fundy, fundy'll patch you up—" "tommy." said boy stopped rambling and looked down at you with teary eyes and a trembling jaw. you moved your hand and stroked his jaw, tracing the line of it and easing it a bit. "i love you," you whispered, and tommy wasn't supposed to hear you over the downpour of the rain and the shouts of pain and the slashing of swords and axes, but he did. tommy kind of wished he didn't. averting your eyes from his face, you stared at the dark sky and the pouring drops that relentlessly pounded against your face and allowed the peace you felt from the sight to wash over you and flood all your worries away. your final breaths were used up to say the six words that would forever haunt tommyinnit's dreams and make him hate the rain for as long as he lived and make him believe that the rain had killed you, not dream. "i find peace in the rain."

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