#c!techno smut

[bivwifeybunny]

Alright that's it.

I'm looking for someone to rp with. Specifically an mcyt rp. Preferably someone to rp Sapnap for me. I write for karl, dream, punz, and c!techno. So dm me if ur interested. The rp would involve smut so if it's not your thing then ignore this. idc if the rp is c! or cc! it's entirely up to you. ⚠18+ people only! my minors dni rules are still in place⚠

#wifey speaks <3 #sapnap smut #karl smut #karl jacobs smut #dream smut #dreamwastaken smut #punz smut #c!techno smut #sapnap x reader smut #karl x reader smut #karl jacobs x reader smut #dream x reader smut #dreamwastaken x reader smut #punz x reader smut #c!techno x reader smut

[straighttohellbuddy]

the red means i love you {c!Technoblade}

Summary: Yandere!Technoblade. Fake gods are worshiped with wine and flowers; real gods require blood.

Need to Know: They/Them. Yandere!Technoblade / Enabler!Reader. established relationship. DARKFIC & LIGHT SMUT PLEASE READ WARNINGS VERY CAREFULLY !!

A/N: 2755 words. hey holy shit read the warnings i mean it. this really isn't for everyone. but anyways i started this months ago lol and it makes me feel some type of way. probably OOC as all fuck. if you do end up reading this, 1. is it coherent? 2. is it any good? :/

Warnings: Romanticisation/Rationalisation of Yandere Behaviour; NON-GRAPHIC SMUT (no genitals specified), GRAPHIC KNIFE-PLAY BLOOD-PLAY AND PAIN-PLAY, SEMI-VIOLENT BODY WORSHIP?? OBJECTIFICATION. Violence. Scarification. Bondage. Mutual Obsession. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Citrus Scale: ❤️ GRAPEFRUIT ❤️

{ yandere!dsmp masterpost }

He gets antsy in isolation; the voices are hungry, and fresh bruises will never compare to cherry-red blood on the snow, on his hands, like wine the way you'd seen him savour it before the regret flashes across his face. Blood for the Blood God cheered like the fleeting high was worth the exhaustion the whole ordeal brought with it. You'd seen it time and again; violence simply for violence sake was tiring. It's been a long time since he'd felt like killing for anything or anyone that wasn't you, and since you're by his side in the tundra, there was little reason for him to jump to violence, or at least, violence you didn't relish in.

Because you basked in reminders of his power, finesse, how easily he could wreak devastation, and there was something thrilling about when he turned those skills upon you, knowing he loved you too much to break you beyond repair. But there was also something intoxicating when he almost would, when he'd spend days lavishing praise upon you as he cared for you, tended to the wounds he'd inflicted, nursed you back to health.

In the split second after he'd land a hit while sparring, and he's breathing heavy, eyes wild, and the pain hasn't hit you yet, you see the way his eyes light up. This time it had been a deep gash in your cheek, which had genuinely startled you, and he turns immediately, apologising, saying he lost himself in the moment.

"Don't worry about me," you tell him as he takes your face in his hands, the contact stinging as blood begins to seep from the wounds, "you wouldn't kill me," you assured him, and it's as if he needed to hear the words out loud to believe them, his gaze softening, your hands resting on his hips, "and if you did, we both know you would have your reasons."

"You're so..." but he can't even finish the compliment, syrupy affection in his eyes as he looks at you, still holds your face. He can't find the words in this moment, cant say what you know he's thinking, 'you bleed for me' but you can still hear it. His gaze is endearing as he looks at his own hand on your cheek, before holding it up in the sunlight, your blood shiny and slick on his fingers.

You take his hand in yours, love unspoken but well heard as you softly kiss his knuckles. Carefully, you bring his hand back to your cheek, the stinging wound and the warm, red proof that you were alive. When you pull him in for a kiss, he's holding your face tighter this time, the pressure searing beneath his touch as you kiss him; the tense set of his shoulders had eased, however, and to you, that's all that mattered.

The moment, he tells you later, soothed the voices, at least for the time being. You, stretched out next to him in bed, carefully applying bandaids and ice packs to your more recent training wounds, make a noise of interest.

"I don't like hurting you like that," he admits, voice low, sounding almost remorseful. Instinctively you turn your attention from your bandage application, to him, curling an arm over his chest, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"Like what?" Because he's not one for admitting remorse, especially not about something like this; you've got well cared for scars to the contrary.

"Like in a way we haven't discussed," it takes him a long moment to find the words, but you know its still not entirely the truth; as if your awareness of the altercation was crucial to his enjoyment of it. He got caught up like this a lot, when injuries were accidents. The problem was that it wasn't his intention, it wasn't premeditated; you never minded the lack of warning, he'd had your complete trust for as long as he'd had your heart. You knew what he was capable of, but that he loved you, that's why you trusted him. He, however, knew what he was capable of, and loved you, which is why accidents scared him half to death.

"But it felt good, didn't it? Better than usual," as you say that, he looks to you, sharp and calculating, gaze focused on the patching job he'd done on your cheek earlier, "do you want that? The blood?"

"I don't need it," he says softly, kissing your nose, "I like what we have, I like training with you, you don't-"

"But do you want it?" You ask, reaching up to touch his cheek, your fingertips feather light as you trace where the scar would be on him, and his eyes close for a moment. He leans into your touch.

"The things I crave," he begins, before amending with the faintest smile, "the things other than you, don't matter out here; I'm keeping us safe. The violence for the sake of blood, it's exhausting to keep searching for," he groaned faintly, before adding, "and dangerous," his gaze slides to you, and you know he's not concerned about himself. You, however, held his face for a long moment.

"And what of blood without violence?" You ask softly; he goes very still, breath caught alongside the thought, "Blood for the Blood God," When you lower your hand to his chest, his eyes open. Dark and thoughtful, there's hesitation there, confusion almost.

"You don't know what you're offering," his tone is like ice water, a shock to your system with how cold it is. There's no warning when he sits up, out of your embrace, leaving you cold and confused, "I'm trying to keep you safe." Accusatory, as if you're in the wrong, as if you should know better.

He leaves before you've even formulated a response, tense and seemingly furious and you have no idea how or why the situation changed so dramatically. It's always hard to try and sleep alone nowadays, but you don't have much of a choice.

Techno comes home still wreathed in the heat and horrible sufler smell of the Nether, sweet words on his lips as he curls into bed beside you. None of them are an actual apology, but he's got a talented hand between your thighs as he tells you he loves you, and it's enough to ease your fretting, half asleep mind for the time being.

It seems safer to leave that topic well enough alone for the time being, but it doesn't leave your mind. The thoughts that begin to haunt you encroach on every part of your life. Intrusive, idle chatter starts up when you're training and the sun glances off his blade and catches your gaze, and won't shut up as you're preparing dinner together, and the chatter roars with approval whenever you so much as get a paper cut. Perhaps this is what it's like to experience the voices that clamour for blood and violence in your love's head, though more and more you're sure it's your mind's way of encouraging you, because there are moments where Techno looks at you, eyes dark with a barely concealed desperation, and all thoughts in your mind go silent.

"Don't look at me like that if you're not going to do anything about it," you teased, catching him in one of those dark, thoughtful moments he was becoming increasingly prone to. Techno, however, is pointedly quiet, averting his gaze, light from the fire making him seem somehow even more dramatic, "you've been trapped in there a lot lately," settling yourself on the sofa beside him, you curl up by him, cheek against his shoulder.

Still, he remains quiet.

The crackle of the fire fills the otherwise silent room, though Techno shifts to wrap his arm around you, pulling you a little closer. You feel when he presses a kiss to the top of your head.

"Wish I could be trapped in here," he mumbles against you, drawing circles on your shoulder with his finger, "figure out how you live like you don't feel fear."

"I have you," you respond with absolute, blunt sincerity.

"What?" It sounds as if he genuinely didn't expect your response.

"I have you," it comes out a murmur, angling your face to his, nose to nose as your gaze locks with his, "why would I ever feel afraid." His pupils are blown so wide with want that you're half afraid you'll get lost in them. He must feel the erratic beating of your heart, must know the thrill you feel in this moment -

"You should fear what I want to do to you when you say things like that," his voice is low and you feel like you could melt at the implications, which was probably not his intention, but you didn't care.

"And yet you don't even do anything," you sighed languidly, eyelashes fluttering as you find your gaze dropping to his lips, "what a tease -" but then there's two fingers in your mouth, effectively shutting you up.

"And if I tore you apart, would that make you happy?" He practically snarls, but you angle your head to make sure he can see the dreamy look in your eyes. After a few moments of intensity, he moves his hand from your jaw, your mouth, to grip your thigh, to pull you closer.

"Is it what you want?" You feel elated, all kinds of heady and fire-warm. This is the precipice, the moment where he yet again understands you truly mean you'd do anything for him, and his hesitation will evaporate -

"More than anything," he admits, as if his honesty had left him breathless, and he kisses you hard before you have time to think. Pulling you into his lap, he takes the opportunity to fist his hand in your hair. When he pulls hard, it's the first of many wonderfully aching, stinging, bruising moments of the night.

And you learn that there is no blood without violence, not for the Blood God...

There's a sharp pain the moment the blade first breaches your skin, metal along your sternum cool before the pain brings with it heat. You try to bite back your yelp, but can't quite manage it. You've been cut before but never so deliberately, not by someone who looks at you like Techno does now. Techno, sitting carefully on your thighs, doesn't seem to acknowledge it; he drags the blade down the centre of your chest with an almost agonising unwaivability, tears springing to your eyes, trying not to squirm, to make the pain worse.

"Techno," you whimper, his name escaping you almost involuntarily, nervously tugging at your wrist bindings above your head. There's something dark and strangely detached in Techno's gaze as he meets yours.

"I'm okay," you murmur unconvincingly, "I- it hurts more than I thought it would is all, I'm sorry I'm-" though for all your babbling you don't even consider asking him to stop. He presses the flat side of the blade to your ribs and reaches out with his free hand to carefully wipe away your tears.

"You're so good," there's something hungry in his eyes, "so good to me... beautiful like this." And something clicks in your brain; you'd do anything to keep him talking to you like that, looking at you like that.

"More- please, again," you choke out, a desperate gasp as pain and pleasure weave together in your mind. Something about the way you've already begun to beg has his breath catching in his throat, an animalistic noise escaping him. Already his self restraint is all but shredded; before you knew he'd hesitate, or check in with you, but now -

"More what?" A demand for an answer. The blade is ice cold and feather light against your skin.

"Blood, please," stutters from your lips as you try to lean up to kiss him. Instead, he keeps one hand firm on your shoulder against the table, wearing a pleased smile as he instead dips to keys you, "my love, make me bleed."

He seems to derive pleasure from the way you whimper against his lips, your faint noises of pain as he carefully carves into the skin of your sternum while kissing you. It's starting small, he tells you, at least for now, having left a simple geometric pattern on your sternum that he admires as he fucks you. He lavishes you with praise, works hard to get you off but leaves you a bloody mess until well after the afterglow has faded.

When he tells you it will leave a beautiful scar, something inside you lights up with joy, with love.

"I can take more, I -" already you're babbling, offering. He hasn't untied you; the ache of your bound wrists is comfortingly familiar as you allow yourself to be taken care of.

"Don't," Technoblade warns you firmly, looking up from where he's cleaning and dressing the wounds. Even so, he seems calmer and steadier than he's been in a long while, as if granted a brief moment of mental peace after what had just occurred.

"You keep offering something very dangerous, but maybe your naivete is part of why I find you so precious," he pauses for a long moment before leaning in to press a kiss to the edge of the bloody pattern he was responsible for. A thin line of your blood shines by the corner of his mouth as he pulls back and smirks up at you. You're desperate to kiss him, but you knew it would interrupt his care, and you'd probably remain restrained past the point of it being enjoyable.

"Did it help?"

He is quiet for a long moment after your question. Finally, he spoke.

"How much did it hurt?"

"What?"

"Tell me how much it hurt," there was an unexpected dark edge to his voice now, something pleased and almost smug. He's holding bandages but his hands have stilled, "when you begged me to carve into you like that," it's that hunger again, the same you'd seen the moment you'd winced and gasped and squirmed once he'd finally put the blade down in favour of admiring his work, now free hand between your thighs.

Now he's just... admiring you, bound, marked, still comfortable at his mercy. Looking at the angry red lines in your skin, he can see the blood slowly seeping from them, his personal form of art. Carefully, you wet your lips, shifting the barest amount against the still bloodstained linens.

"It was awful," you murmur honestly, "it still is kind of unbearable, more than I expected." He blinks slowly, hands still hovering inches away from your torso. He hears it, you know he hears it, the way you speak so carefully about the pain without a hint of negativity. He's a sudden rush of movement, kissing you with newfound intensity, one hand coming to cup your face while the other he presses flat against the still fresh wound.

"I could kill you, you silly, porcelain thing," he groans, as if turned on by the very idea he's warning you about.

"Could you?" A breathless, wanton gasp escapes you, and it turns to a pained whimper as he presses against the wounds more insistently, which he echoes with a pleased noise of his own, "please, I need you to -"

For the first time in a long time the voices seem sated. They've had their fill of violence, of blood, of you, they're practically sick with how they've gorged themselves on all you've offered for them. But Techno himself? He loves to know just how much it hurts, and loves to make you beg for it nonetheless. He loves knowing how far you'll let him go, how much you'll endure and still ask for more. He loves the proof of your devotion. He will never get enough.

And you?

You want to wear the scars like the proof of your love for him, with pride. You now understand and appreciate the pain he's inflicted on others in your honour. You relish in knowing you can satisfy all he craves in a way that no-one else ever would.

But mostly, you crave those moments, the bloody handprints he leaves on your thighs, the gentle way he caresses the ice cold blade against your skin, and the look in his eyes as you whimper, like you're the only thing in the world that has ever mattered.

#technoblade x reader #technoblade imagine #techno x reader #techno imagine #c!technoblade x reader #c!techno x reader #c!technoblade imagine #c!techno imagine #yandere technoblade #yandere c!technoblade #yandere techno #yandere smut #yandere c!techno #cyltlanp #Spotify

[euitefto]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: DreamXD/GeorgeHD (Dream SMP)/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza, Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: DreamXD (Dream SMP), GeorgeHD (Dream SMP), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs, Alexis | Quackity, Wilbur Soot, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Mumza, Sally the Salmon (Dream SMP), Fundy (Video Blogging RPF), Eret (Video Blogging RPF), Herobrine (Minecraft), Callahan (Video Blogging RPF), Cara | CaptainPuffy, Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers, Clay | Dream's Sister Drista (Video Blogging RPF), Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: DreamXD (Dream SMP) Loves GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Deity DreamXD (Dream SMP), Clay | Dream and DreamXD are the Same Person (Dream SMP), Deity GeorgeHD (Dream SMP), Top GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Chaos Deity Clay | Dream's Sister Drista (Video Blogging RPF), Goddess of Death Kristin Rosales Watson, Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Platonic Soulmates Technoblade & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Sleepy Bois Inc as Family, Sleepy Bois Inc as Found Family, Porn With Plot, Smut, Angst with a Happy Ending, Shameless Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Dubious Consent, Dubious Morality, Aphrodisiacs, God Complex, Redemption, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Canon-Typical Behavior, Sally the Salmon is Not a Fish (Dream SMP) Summary:

Multi-POV fic that follows a few different character's paths to redemption.

DreamXD is known to the world as the green god of greed. When he becomes infatuated with a beautiful mortal named George he overexerts his power and his sister deity, Drista-the young god of chaos, gives George an emerald collar that takes away DreamXD's godly powers and transfers them through aphrodisiac induced ritual to George making him a new deity in the pantheon. Trapped in the overworld with a collar locked around his neck that suppressed his power and gives it to others through sex ritual if they utter the magical word Hubris, Dream must speedrun a quest of redemption in order to gain the favor of the new deity, GeorgeHD, so he may be released from his torment. Along the way he gets help from a found family comprised of wilbur, tommy, technoblade and philza.

#dsmp #dsmp fanfic #dsmp fic #dream smp #dream smp fandom #dream smp fanfiction #smut with plot #shameless smut #dubcon #aphrodisiac #c!dreamxd #c!georgehd #c!wilbur #c!techno #c!philza #c!tommy #c!quackity #quackbur #dnf #karlnap

[ravenxd]

W E L C O M E T O . . .

OLD MASTERLIST = > NEW MASTERLIST

NOTE:

EDIT 7/16/2023 - I made this masterlist last year and never posted it because I didn't finish it but I will update it if I come across the ones that belong here.

Thank You so much for 2 amazing years:)

This masterlist contains works for 2021 that I'm not really proud of.

DreamWasTaken

Being Dream's FTM! S/o and Cockwarming him after sex [☆]

- Dream has morning wood, he gets hard inside his s/o, praising,

Saturday At Midnight [3 A.M Thoughts / ♤]

- Making out, Cc! Dream/ use of his name, implied sex, generally fluff, grinding,

Craving Your Touch [☆]

- make up(ish) sex, riding sub! dream, mommy kink,

Comparison [♤]

- Dream's s/o wearing his hoodie, size kink(?), spooning, dry humping

Stress [♡]

- dream feeling overwhelmed so his s/o tries comforting him

My Dream [☆]

- showing everyone that Dream is yours<3

Inducing [☆]

- dream with a breeding kink, cockwarming,

Dream XD

My God [☆]

- breeding, just breeding,

GeorgeNotFound

Cockwarming gnf while he's editing. [☆]

- Cockwarming, calling George daddy, hickeys,

Little Darling [☆]

- breeding kink, neck bites, blood

Feeling So Good [☆]

- george making his s/o squirt, overstimulation

Sapnap

All For Me [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- thigh riding, editing sap, squirting

Too Much [Blurb/ 3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- sapnap cumming to the point where he's so tired he can't anymore,

Head while streaming [☆]

- Sapnap gets head while streaming/ blowjobs under desk, swallowing, sir kink,

Soft Sex with Sapnap [☆]

- ^^^^

Overprotective [☆]

- slight dark turn at the end, overprotective sap, war mentions,

Getting High [☆]

- getting high with sapnap<3, weed, making out

Sitting on His Lap [☆]

- sitting on Sapnap's lap while he works<3, suggestive,

Punz

Jealous Punz gucking his gf raw [☆]

- Unprotected Sex, manhandling, possessive Punz,

MCC Practice [☆]

- Punz gets head during mcc practice, sub(ish) punz,

Corruption [☆]

- tentacle porn/ reader getting fucked by the egg, corrupted punz,

Eret

A King on His Throne [☆]

- Slight Voyeorism, breeding kink, dirty talking,

Thinking About Eret.. [☆]

- eret literally radiates big dick energy, size kink, his voice is so<3../ voice kink, praise and degradation,

Technoblade [SFW ONLY]

Protected by the Blood God [♤]

- yandere technoblade, techno warming up to a human

Karl Jacobs

True [☆]

- loss of virginity, soft sex with karl, praising,

DREAMTEAM

3 A.M Thoughts About Poly! DreamTeam ! [☆]

- Competetive Breeding, Potentially Hinted Corruption, no protection, cumming inside

Another Way To Show Love [3 A.M Thoughts/ Full Smut]

- Double Penetration in the same hole, Cum Eating/ george eating out his gf after sap and dream nut in her, blowjobs, recording/picture taking, little bit of angst, aftercare<3.

Marking Me Up [3 A.M Thoughts/ ☆]

- jealous dteam, implied sex, how they give their s/o hickeys

How It Came to Be [♡]

- How the relationship came to be,

ALL

Whispers and Praises [☆]

- only cc's comfortable with nsfw, praising,

#Masterlist from 2022 of Works from 2021 #dream smp smut #dsmp smut #dream smp x reader smut #dream smp #punz smut #sapnap x reader #mcyt smut #dream smut #dwt smut #gnf smut

[lonely-lost-soul]

Woes of An Immortal

(C!Technoblade x Reader)

Hello everyone! Thank you all so much for 3k followers and I'm sorry this post came a little late! The vote to win was a one-shot with you all guessed it Technoblade. Enjoy the fluff, smut, and angst that comes with this fic.

As always I love you all and if you have fanart send it my way!

Also if you enjoyed send me a Coffee: Thanks Souls

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When Technoblade became immortal his father had told him of the woes that came with it, immortality was a curse, not a blessing. Technoblade would be forced to watch his loved ones and old friends die while he remained young forever. It wasn’t something easy to live with, the guilt he would experience would never truly go away. The curse came with what his father called the voices, they yearned for blood and emphasized he needed a strong will and mind to ignore them. At the time Technoblade didn’t care was young and naive only looking for the power that came with the idea of never dying. He believed he never would fall in love, who would love a piglin hybrid, he was antisocial and okay with living all on his own for eternity. He was okay with never-dying until he met you. 

You were a simple girl in a village he was visiting, you resembled a greek goddess in the old history books his father had gifted him when he inherited immortality. He wasn’t one to fall in love simply based on looks, but it helped. You were in the town center children gathered around your legs as you read them stories. He had just finished tying up Carl when he noticed you were packing up to leave, he kept his eyes trained on you until he saw you were walking in his direction. Technoblade looked away immediately face burning from embarrassment, in his one hundred years of life this was the first time he felt butterflies in his stomach. He heard a soft hum behind him and there you were, god you couldn’t have been older than twenty, a baby compared to him. 

“Are you new here?” 

The question was innocent and held no ill intent, his tongue felt heavy as he nodded. You smiled warmly reaching your hand out to scratch under Carl’s chin, he tensed worried the voices would scream at him for you to stop. They were rather protective of his horse but to his surprise they were silent, he watched you pull a carrot from your bag, and Carl whinnied munching on the snack happily. 

“Do you have a place to stay? My father runs an inn.” 

“I’m here with my father I don’t know his plans. But thank you miss,” 

“No problem. Well if he’s unsure, it’s on the corner just over there. I’ll even give you half-price rooms,” You batted your eyelashes at him, “I hope to see you before you leave.” He watched you wave your hand heading off towards the inn, he felt a large hand grip his shoulder. He glanced up at his father, he was a bit taller than Techno but looked the same age as he did when Technoblade was born. Scars littered his face, and his scruff had turned into a beard over the years. His one tusk was chipped and his red eyes were dull from years of exhaustion. 

“Who was that?” His father’s voice was more profound than his own and Technoblade huffed slightly, 

“Just some women,” Technoblade mumbled, his father watched his expression, raising his eyebrow. 

“That’s the innkeeper’s daughter. (Y/n) I think her name is, young and pretty.” 

“Don’t try it old man.” Technoblade scoffed shoving his father’s hand off his shoulder, “She’s way too young for you. For either of us.” 

“Either of us you say? You mean you would’ve tried?” 

Technoblade stopped dead in his tracks. Spinning on his heels, he turned to face his father, “Don’t.” 

“Don’t what? She’s a pretty little thing.” His father made a womanly shaped figure with his hands, wiggling his eyebrows cheekily. “The children loved her,” 

“Dad please.” 

“You’re almost 25 Techno-” 

“Only by human standards.”

“You’ve never dated a girl.” 

“Dad-” 

“Or guy!” Techno huffed clicking his tongue in distaste eyeing his father wearily and his father only chuckled in response. “Well, you’ll have a lot of time with her cause we’re staying with her and her old man.” Techno grunted pinching the bridge of his nose between his glasses, “It’s just until we make enough money to move to the next town.” 

“Fine. But I don’t want you playing matchmaker or whatever the hell you plan on doing.” 

“My lips are sealed, no matchmaking from your old man.” 

But Techno knew the look in his eye, he’d seen it a thousand times before mischievousness and joy that Technoblade never inherited. He knew this was going to be a long trip if his father continued to act like a child. He only clapped Techno on the back and led him into the inn, he was surprised to see you sitting at the front desk with a notebook in front of you. You seemed to be drawing something, or maybe it was writing something he couldn’t tell. A soft bell rang as they stepped inside and you turned to greet them, he noticed a small flicker of pride in your eyes as you stared at him specifically. His eye twitched feeling frustration bubble up in his gut, you had no right to look at him like that like you’ve won some competition. His dad nudged him forward a smirk playing on his lips and Techno huffed “We’ve come to hopefully take you up on your offer from earlier. If it still stands.”

“Course it does. My father’s out at the moment but I can set you up.” You motioned for them to make their way over, Techno’s father went first and introduced himself, 

“Orpheus. Techno’s father at your service I can cover the stay for both of us and we’ll have separate rooms please.” 

“Father? Why you don’t look any older than he does! What’s your secret? My father's gonna kill you when he sees how young you look!” 

Technoblade groaned as his dad laughed with what seemed to be pride, “Why thank you pretty lady that means a great deal. Techno takes after me you know,”

“Oh, I can tell.” You mused, “you’re both very handsome.” 

Technoblade blushed, he knew he was blushing because he felt his cheeks and the tips of his ears burn hot with embarrassment. He shot his father a frustrated glare, “Ignore him. He’s an ass.” 

“I don’t find him to be that much of an ass.” You laughed grabbing two pairs of keys from behind the desk before walking out from behind it. “Surprisingly I’ve dealt with worse customers, follow me to your rooms.” Both men followed after you, Orpheus headed into the room that was assigned to him bidding you and Technoblade a goodnight. Technoblade noticed you still standing beside him and cleared his throat awkwardly, 

“Uh…thanks for the rooms…” 

“Seriously it’s not a problem at all.” You hummed giving your head a cute tilt to the side, “can I ask you something?” 

“Er…sure?” 

“You looking for a stepmom?” 

“HEH?” He knew his entire face was bright red and he felt jealousy bubble up in his gut unwillingly. You burst into hysterical laughter at his reaction and that only caused his face to burn hotter, 

“I’m messing with you oh gosh! I didn’t know you’d be so easy to tease.” You smiled covering your leftover giggles with your hand. “You’re much more my type,” 

“You’re bold…” He grunted nose scrunching in displeasure, although he didn’t feel that displeased with your comments. 

“So I’ve been told, I’ve also been told it’s charming.” 

“Whoever told you that is lying to you.” 

You tossed your head back and laughed, shoulders bouncing up to your ears eyes filled with pure delight, “Sleep well Technoblade, and have pleasant dreams.” Technobalde watched with careful eyes as you headed off down the hall, he gave a small chuff in your direction. However he couldn’t help but watch your hips and ass sway as you disappeared from his view, he flushed turning away from your figure. God, every minute that passed Techno was turning more and more into his pervert of a father. 

Technoblade awoke with a start, pupils shrinking as the smell of smoke filled his nostrils. There were terrified screams coming from outside the inn and a distinct sound of someone pounding on his bedroom door. “Technoblade! Open up there’s a raid outside in the village, get your sword and get up now!”

Technoblade was out of the bed like a shot, he didn’t have any time to put on armor, he just slid on his briefs and grabbed his sword storming out the door. “Dad!” 

“What kid?” He turned to face Techno, his hair spread out all over the place eyes blazing red ready for the bloodbath. The words stay safe were on the tip of his tongue but instead, he said, 

“Where’s the (Y/n)?” 

“Somewhere in the fray. Find her and keep her safe.” 

Those were the words Technoblade needed to hear before he burst into action. As soon as he demolished the front of the inn the screams were only getting louder and more frantic. Blood littered the streets and the doors of the village and Techno felt his vision narrowing desperately searching for you and you only. He heard another shout and managed to block an incoming attack from a pillager the stopped his ax’s swing halfway with the blade of his sword before running the man through. Blood splattered his chest and face as he pulled the blade out and with a sickening thud, the man fell to the ground. “Mama help!” The voice of a young girl shrieked he turned and saw her cornered by the giant creature known as a Ravager. Before Technoblade moved a blur flew passed him sending loose locks of hair across his face, the smell of strawberries and cedar entered his nostrils and the only thing on his mind was you. He watched as you unceremoniously threw a rock at the beast, it huffed steam pouring out of its nose. 

“Why don’t you pick on someone your own size!” Your voice was like a knife as it cut through the pandemonium around you, the creature turned to face you and it gave the girl time to run away in the direction of her family. It stomped its hoof against the ground its voice was a mix of many different animal snarls and you reeled back, Techno saw the panic settling across your face. As soon as Technoblade moved towards you the beast began to charge, your body locked up in panic and fear as a response. Luckily Techno reached you before the monster did and curbed its attack with a swift slice across the side of its face. The Ravager screamed bloody murder turning its sights on Technoblade officially, Technoblade turned to you, his eyes a blazing red, 

“Run.” 

His voice didn’t even sound like his in his own ears, it was the first time he heard them so mad, the voices all shouting to kill the creature in front of him. 

“Come back to me.” You stated sternly grabbing him by the pants and pressing a kiss to his lips, it was quick and he almost couldn’t process it with everything going on around him. You were gone from his body like smoke in the wind, and Technoblade could solely focus on the monster who was in front of him. 

“Alright you freak” he grinned flashing his teeth, “Bring it on.”

~~~

After that the two of you were joined at the hip, Technoblade and his father saved the village and were always welcome there anytime they happened to be in this direction. The village also said they could get any supplies they wanted for an amazing discount, which they both took advantage of without argument. Techno more often than not found himself not going on hunts with his father unless it was necessary and instead spent most of his time by your side. He helped you in the inn, even though he was less than personable to many patrons trying to get rooms he did have amazing stories to keep the patrons who frequented the bar on the edge of their seats. He also had a great habit of convincing you to slack off from your duties leaving most of it to your father, who could only bite his tongue because his daughter had caught the eye of the village hero. 

“Techno not right now…” 

“Are you not on your break?”

“I am but-” 

“Then come on no one’s gonna know.” He mused pulling you close by the hips leg expertly slotting in between them making you shiver against his thigh. “Have a little faith in my ability to please you,” He purred nipping and kissing along the column of your neck. 

‘Need. need. Need. want. Want. want.’ Now that the two of you were offical the voices had started referring to you as Techno’s and he was just realived they all could agree on something for once. 

“Fine…you horny bastard. But you only have until my breaks over!” 

“I can make that work,” He pulled you into the storage closet somehow being able to keep his lips interlocked with your own. You moaned sofly against his lips as his hands found your butt giving it a squeeze before lifting you up against the wall. Your legs instinctively went around his waist only serving to pull him closer to your flushed body, your breathing hitched as his tongue entered your mouth only briefly battling for dominance. You let Techno take over rather quickly his one hand began sliding up your waist and landing on the swell of your breast giving it a tight squeeze. He felt you moan at the sensation against his lips and he pulled away from you a string of saliva connecting the both of you, you whimpered and began to unbuckle his pants, he hoisted you a little higher so he could shimmy them down his waist. You purred sofly leaning forward to kitten nip and lick at his neck, he grunted feeling your legs tighten around him, he thanked the gods that you mostly wore skirts and dresses cause all he had to do was hike up the dress to your hips. “Hm?” He panted his hand poking and prodding at your entrance, “You’re already so wet for me? I barely touched you.” He snickered as his fingers disappeared into your folds you let out a needy groan head tossing back against the wall with a soft thud. 

“Hm…Techno more…” You panted pupils blown wide and hazy, “Add another so I can take you…” 

“Yes ma’am.” He purred adding another finger and curling it against the tight spongy-ness of your core. You moaned his name breath hitching in between the moans and he’s never felt more turned on in his life. “Yeah? You like that?” You only groaned louder your walls fluttering rythmically and tight around his fingers.

“I’m close.” You whimpered panting loudly, 

“You ready?” 

“Hmhm.” He watched with glee as you bobbed your head eagerly, as soon as he got confirmation he sheathed himself inside your folds. You both moaned, his head fell onto your shoulder as he panted against your wet skin. 

“God, you feel so good baby…so tight.” He snapped his hips and your moans began to echo off the walls of the room. “It’s like your pretty little pussy was made by the gods just to take me, so good.” Techno continued to growl in your ear nipping and biting at the skin there as he sang praises to you like a mantra. “S-shit-” His eyes shot wide open taking you full force as you began to clench and spasm around him, you shouted his name as you came and he wasn’t that far behind. He stayed inside you for a moment or two longer before you kissed the side of his head, 

“Gotta get back to work…I’m ruined…” 

“Hm good. You’ll think of me all shift,” He mused setting you on the ground watching your mixed fluids run down your legs before you let the dress fall covering up the mess successfully. 

“You’re an ass.” You grumbled opening the door to the broom closet with a huff, 

“You love me.” He spoke without really thinking, it was the first time he ever said it to anyone let alone you, you looked back over at him with surprise. He winced slightly, “er…sorry-” You cut him off with a kiss, 

“I love you too…” You flushed slyly before scampering off back to your job at the inn he felt his heart clench. 

You really were just too adorable. 

~~~

A letter arrived on his desk by a crow, Techno always kept the window of his study open he liked the fresh air to filter through his stuffy office. The crow let out a caw jumping around a little as Techno took the letter from his leg. He recognized it as one of Phil’s crows almost immediately and tore the letter open with his nails, he grunted a little feeling weight on his leg. He looked down to see his daughter clinging to his pant leg, all smiles and a toothy grin. “Now just what do you think you’re doing nugget?” He mused picking her up by the back of her shirt, she giggled loudly as he plopped her in his lap. Holly had your hair and face shape but she was gifted with Technoblade’s red and black eyes as well as her pointed ears. 

“Mama wanted me to come to get you! She said it’s almost time for dinner,” she hummed nuzzling into his chest, his face softening considerably. 

“Tell her I’ll be in, in a minute alright? I just have some last-minute work to do, tell her your Uncle Phil sent a letter.” 

“Okay, Papa. Love you!” 

“Love you to nugget.” He hummed watching as she squirmed off his lap and disappeared through the door. Techno released a breath he wasn’t even aware he was holding in as he unfolded the letter, his eyes scanned over the ink and he felt his jaw tensing at every word. Phil was practically begging for Techno to head North to help his eldest son Wilbur, apparently the man had gotten himself kicked out of his own country by a dictator. Wilbur and his young companion seek to overthrow this new form of government and need Technoblade's help. A favor for an old friend. His past accomplishments spread that far, he was always known to be calculated, cold and ruthless, but he was younger than. He didn’t have anything to live for, no weaknesses, now, however…he looked up to see you standing in the doorway brow creased in stress.

Even worried you still looked ethereal to him, motherhood and age had taken to you kindly. So far your mortal body had barely any grey hairs and you were still as agile and lively as you were when you first met him all those years ago. “Holly said it was Phil?” 

“I need to leave by tomorrow.” He hated the way his voice shook, he had to clear his throat before continuing, “He’s cashing in a favor…” 

“Then Holly and I will come with you, we’ll pack up our things and-” 

“No. No, you can’t come.” Technoblade stood from his desk taking your hands in his own, they were always so small. He cradled them gently as a deep frown settled across your lips, “It’s going to be a revolution. If you and Holly get wrapped up in it who knows what you’ll be used for it’s too dangerous.” He kissed the top of your head in hopes to soothe you, he could smell your anxiety and could practically hear your thoughts spinning. “It won’t be too long…I promise to get you as soon as it’s safe and I’ll send crows to you every single moment I get. You…probably shouldn’t send any back though…in case they’re intercepted.”  

“Techno, what if we lose you and I never know? What if something happens here? I can’t lose you not to something like this, just because you’re immortal doesn’t mean you can’t be killed.” 

“Sweet Thing.” He tutted a smirk resting on his features, “Technoblade never dies remember?” 

“You’re such an ass.” 

“Yeah but I’m your ass.” He snickered capturing your lips in a kiss, and he felt heat like an ignition curl in his gut. His hands reached around to squeeze your ass and you let out the cutest squeal, 

“Techno not now! Holly’s waiting for us for dinner!” You scolded hitting him lightly on his broad chest, he chuckled softly watching your cheeks puff in frustration. 

“Hm…not now,” He mused trailing kisses down your jaw and onto your neck, he felt you shiver beneath his hand. “But tonight. I won’t get to taste you in lord knows how many weeks after today, you’re all mine once Holly is put to sleep.” He could smell the arousal coming off of you in waves and he smirked against your neck, “Yeah sweet thing? Sound good?” 

“Yes…” You whispered quietly face as red as blood, 

“Good girl.” 

When morning came you didn’t want to let Techno out of bed, “Princess I need to go.” He sighed as you buried your face deeper into his chest, you were still stark naked, body covered in bruises and bite marks for last night's escapades. 

“Just stay here with us…” 

“I wish I could. I need to say goodbye to Holly, she was devastated when we told her.” 

“You are her favorite.” 

“I am not.” Technoblade huffed although a bit of pride swirled in his chest, he caught you giving him a look. “Maybe a little, but she’s a daddy’s girl I couldn’t ask for anything better!” 

“Yeah…yeah. I love you.”

“I love you too.” He smiled sadly brushing hair away from your face, “I’ll write every day.” 

“Swear?” 

“I swear.” Technoblade noticed the furrow in your brow wouldn't disappear and he placed his large hand on your cheek. “What’s wrong…other than me leaving that is.” 

“Depending on when you return I’m not…I won’t look the same. I’ll be older…What if you don’t recognize me?”

“Even if I’m gone for years I’ll always recognize you. You’re my wife it’s not your beauty that wormed its way into my heart it was your personality. I told you when we got married that even though I’m immortal you’ll always have my soul until the day you die.” He kissed your forehead softly, “Plus I love me an older woman.” “Okay time to leave.” You huffed and he chuckled fondly peppering your face in light kisses, “Send me a letter as soon as you can.”

“Of course. Love you.” 

“Love you too.”

~~~

Trust was always something Technoblade valued, he’s been away from his wife and daughter for years now. Only sending letters and never getting anything in return was slowly killing him, however, he finally began to believe he was safe on the far outskirts of what was once known as L’manburg. His execution came and went and he showed those who were after him that he was never to be trifled with nor was anything he held dear. He felt like it was finally safe for you and Holly to be by his side forever, the only problem was Tommy. This kid was now living with him and Technoblade was beginning to see him as an apprentice, he had always emphasized how important trust was with the boy. He showed him his Wither Skull bunker and that seemed to get the point across and Tommy was much more forthcoming with the hybrid. 

“Tommy pack your stuff we’re going on an adventure, I got one more secret to show you.” 

“Oh fuck yeah!” Tommy seemed more excited about the idea of an adventure than whatever the secret Techno had. “When are we leaving? It's been so boring here lately! All the training has been b-o-r-i-n-g!” He punctuated by throwing an arm around Technoblade’s shoulders, the hybrid shoved him off with a huff. 

“Sorry for wanting you to be able to protect yourself.” 

“Sorry for wanting you to be able to protect yourself.” Tommy mimicked wiggling his fingers, 

“You know maybe I won’t take you with me-” 

“Big man! Big man come on I was kidding! Don’t be like that!” 

“We’re leaving at dawn. You’re in charge of packing the food and water for yourself understand? I’ll let you borrow one of my horses.” 

“Carl?” 

“Absolutely not.”

The morning rolled around and it was Tommy who was up and awake first, on occasion Tommy reminded him of Holly, even if it has been a few years since he saw his daughter. They both had the same energy at times and maybe that’s why Techno always had an odd sort of soft spot for the blonde boy. Technoblade got both of their horses set up and put the saddlebags on making sure to fill it with enough rations for the both of them because knowing Tommy he probably wouldn’t listen to Technoblade’s instructions. Tommy was beside him with his turtle shell helmet on top of his head and the ax of peace was strapped securely to his back. They set off due South, every so often Technoblade would look at the sky to make sure they were going in the proper direction. Even though he hadn’t been to your village in years he still knew the way there like the back of his hand. 

After all, Technoblade never forgot a place that held such meaning. 

It took them about a full day to get there, the moon was rising in the sky as they approached the village. Tommy’s face was set into a frown his eyebrows raised practically into his forehead, “So…is this a pit stop for the night or?” 

“Nah this is it.” 

“Er…I hate to break it to you but this is just like any old village? What’s so special about a dumb village? They got like epic trades or some shit?” Techno rolled his eyes hopping off Carl and tying him safely to a fence post and motioned for Tommy to do the same, his young companion did the same with a little trepidation. 

“Come on I’ll show you,” Technoblade began to walk through the rows of houses the villagers who were awake seemed to stop and grin at the very sight of the hybrid. Hushed whispers began to filter through Tommy’s ears and he subconsciously pressed himself closer to Techno, 

‘Is that Techno?’

‘No way he hasn’t aged a day!’ 

‘Someone tell (y/n)!’ 

Tommy wasn’t sure who this ‘(y/n)’ person was but ran into Technoblade’s back as he suddenly stopped short. They were standing in front of a cottage, beautiful vines wrapped around the wood and it seemed like wisteria were growing. You always loved to garden and the house looked beautiful, even more, beautiful than when he left it. The door swung open and before them was a young, teenage girl her (h/c) hair was pulled into two twin braids little tusks poked out from her bottom lip. Her eyes seemed to swell up with tears a pout settled on her face, Tommy looked between the girl and Techno and his stomach flipped the resemblance was uncanny. 

“Hey Nugget…” The girl made a noise launching herself at Technoblade, Tommy moved quickly to grab his sword but paused seeing Technoblade wrap his arm tightly around the girl. She was sobbing and Technoblade kissed all over the side of her head, looking at her more gently than he’s ever looked eat everyone. “I missed you…” 

“I missed you too dad…”

Tommy blanched, “Did she just say, dad?! Techno man what the fu-” 

Techno didn’t seem to be listening to Tommy because an older woman appeared in the doorway, the late thirties or early forties at most, her hair was speckled with grey but she was still beautiful. Her eyes were as wide as saucers an apron was tied around her waist, “Technoblade?” 

“Princess!” Techno let out an almost wet laugh charging to the door and wrapping you in his arms. Your scent was the same cedar and strawberries he almost cried smelling it on your skin, you were just as beautiful as he remembered you being. “I’m home…” Now she did begin to cry, weep openly in fact, she pulled away smashing her lips against Techno’s who gave a soft groan of pleasure. How he missed the feeling of your lips on his own, he wanted to sweep you off your feet and kiss you senseless but his daughter and friend were watching. He rested his forehead against your own, he Tommy was cursing like a disgusted sailor behind him but he didn’t care, he only cared about your voice.

“Safe? Are we finally safe?” 

“Yes, sweetpea. We are safe.” Technoblade whispered softly before pulling away completely, “Tommy come here.” Techno waved the boy over, he hesitantly walked towards the two aware of the teenager following behind him. “Tommy this is my wife (Y/n) and our daughter Holly,” He introduced and Tommy’s jaw went slack, “Sweetpea this is Tommy, my apprentice.” 

“You have a wife and you never told me! A wife! Am I the only one without a wife!” He practically shrieked, “And you have a kid? What the fuck Technoblade! How?! Why?” Tommy looked at you in awe, “this one really? What the living fuck! Who else knows about this!”

“Just Phil and now you.” 

That seemed to stun the blonde into silence, “Only me and Phil?” 

“Phil and I.” Holly corrected with a cute twitch of her ears, Tommy glared at her out of the corner of his eyes.

“Holly be polite.” You scolded softly opening your arms and wrapping Tommy in a hug, he made a sound of stress blinking a few times, “Welcome to the family Tommy.” He grew stiff in your hold before letting out a shaky breath and hugging you back in return, he held on probably a little longer than necessary. 

“Thank you…” He whispered against your neck before pulling away with a cough, “It’s nice to meet you wife and child of Technoblade.” 

“The pleasure is ours, please come in I just finished making dinner. There’s more than enough to go around, I never could break the habit of cooking for three.” You laughed softly feeling Technoblade’s hand on your back grounding you to the moment, “Do you like steak?” 

It took Tommy a moment to register she was talking to him, “Er yeah. Sounds good to me, I’m not one to complain about free food.” 

“Potatoes just the way you like it too Techno.” 

“You’re such a saint,” He breathed leading you through the door and everyone else followed behind the husband and wife duo. Tommy looked around the small cottage taking in everything that involved Technoblade in his earlier years, before L’manburg before the war. He fell back and watched as Holly took her seat at the table, and Techno sat beside her it’s when he could really take in the resemblance between the self-proclaimed blood god and his daughter. You were cooking on the stove smiling to yourself, he still couldn’t believe he was hiding an entirely new life and one that was so domestic. “Tommy. Take a seat. You look like you’re going to shit your pants.”

“Language.” Holly hummed and Techno let out a disgruntled ‘heh’ in response to his own daughter's scolding. Tommy snickered sitting on the other side of Technoblade turning to you, 

“So I have to ask how good is Techno in bed?” 

“Tommy!” Technoblade snarled face glowing red, you only laughed in response to his question, 

“You’re a troublemaker aren’t you?” You mused setting dinner down in front of him, and Tommy scoffed 

“Nah I’m a basically a saint lady. Don’t I just radiate angelic innocence?” 

“You radiate something all right,” Techno grunted, and this time it was Holly who snickered clearly enjoying the bickering. 

After dinner, you helped Tommy set himself up in the guest room, which he was very much grateful for, loudly declaring that you two love birds and keeping the volume down before disappearing. Techno’s arms immediately snaked around your waist squeezing you tightly, lips and trailing down your neck tenderly. He felt your neck vibrate as you let out a pleased and breathless hum, “Bed?” 

“Absolutely.” 

Once the two of you were secure and safe inside the room Technoblade allowed himself to finally fully relax in the presence of his once own home. He glanced over at you and felt himself smiling, mostly due to the fact that you haven’t stopped smiling since he arrived back here. “Come here, Sweet Thing.” He opened his arms and you fell into them, “We’ve both had quite the adventure huh?”

“Shut up and hold me…” 

He chuckled running his hands through your hair, “It looks good all salt and peppery I like it.” You pulled away to glare up at him, he noticed the wrinkles by your eyes and lips and felt his heart swell with adoration. “What? I do you’re aging like a fine wine. I love it age looks good on you. Just like pregnancy did- Ow don’t hit me!” 

“You’re just as horny as when I left. Age didn’t do you well it seems, you didn’t mature at all.” You scoffed but your voice was light and airy, showing no real malice and Techno’s grin only widened. 

“I’d argue I’m hornier because we’ve both had quite the dry spell, a few years now right?” He teased and he watched you flush pink. His hands were already on your ass giving it a playful squeeze, “unless, of course, you’ve been a naughty little girl hm?” 

“Of course not.” You answered quickly, “you’re my husband. You’re the only one for me, I love you.” He felt his heart swell immensely hearing those three words and he captured your lips in a kiss and he sighed softly against them. Your arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him flush he awkwardly backed up his legs hitting the bed before pulling you down on top of him. 

“You’re coming home with me. You and Holly, it’s safe I’m never going to be without you again. Neither of you girls. Phil, Tommy, and I will protect you I’d trust them with my life.” 

“Promise me.” You whispered lips hovering above his own, “That we’ll be with you for the rest of our lives?” 

“I swear it,” Technoblade assured, hands cupping your cheeks, “We will spend the rest of our lives by one another's side.” He groaned once more as your lips connected with his own, he really couldn’t believe how touch-starved he was without you by his side. “You’re so hot seriously, you’re like a sexy mom.” 

“I am a sexy mom.” You snorted as he broke the heated kiss with the comment, 

“Yeah but I feel like I’m like you’re my friend's mom and we’re home from school and me and you are having a scandalous relationship-” 

“You’re disgusting.” You sat upon his hips throwing your head back in laughter, he smiled bringing his lips to your neck nipping at your jugular.

“MILF.” 

“You’re a child.” You snorted letting out a small whine as he dragged his tusks down the collum of your neck, “Techno…” 

“Yes?” 

“Fuck me?” 

“You don’t need to tell me twice,” He purred.

~~~

It wasn’t long after you returned with Tommy and Technoblade when you fell ill for the first time, neither you nor Holly seemed used to the cold atmosphere where he made his home. It remind Techno how fragile you were and he fretted over you like a nervous parent would a toddler. You assured him it was just the flu and you’d be recovered in no time, you were right as usual and you soon adapted to the cold. Holly fell in love with her new home, she especially liked to spend time with Uncle Phil and Techno’s new neighbor Ranboo. As the years went by no one dared to mess with him or his happy little family, especially after the SMP got word of what Technoblade did to Quackity when he kidnapped Techno’s horse. They couldn’t even begin to imagine what Techno would do to someone who harmed his wife or child they would shiver at even the thought of the repercussions. As the years grew Techno remained the same age, the same looking he watched the world around him grow and change while he and Phil remained the only constants. He watched as Holly grew into a lovely young woman, with a knack for adventuring and getting into trouble with Ranboo, Tommy and Tubbo. She was just as reckless as Technoblade was at her age which was saying a lot, he felt like he always had to have one eye out for her which was hard to do when he had the other eye trained on you. Your hair had finally went fully white and it matched the snow outside their home, but you still held your smile and the light in your eyes. However, he couldn’t help but fret over you, it was clear your body was growing weaker and weaker as the years continued to tick by. 

Then you got sick. 

Not like the flu, this one swept you all too quickly one winter leaving you throwing up and coughing blood up into tissues in a way like Techno had never seen before. Phil and he tried all sorts of healing potions but nothing seemed to work, you only grew worse until you could barely get out of bed. Phil had whispered to Techno that night that he needed to prepare to lose you a little sooner than he expected. Techno felt his heart shatter at the idea, they didn’t have enough time together. He fell into a spiteful rage bubble in his gut, not at you but at the gods for cursing you with the ability to age. Cursing the gods of time that so much of his had to be spent away from you and his daughter, it wasn’t fair. You were still so young…weren’t you? He had stopped counting, as the numbers increased it only made worry and anxiety churn in his gut. Maybe he should’ve kept better track, if he did maybe he would’ve caught the illness more quickly and you would still be okay. 

“Mate you need to go be with her…” Phil interrupted his self-destructing thoughts, “You should spend however long you have left with her by her side and smiling.” 

Death was never easy, not for anybody but especially not for an immortal. As he held his lover's hand, he watched her eyes close peacefully, her white hair framed her face like a halo. He took in her appearance, smile lines, and forehead wrinkles, but she kept her love and her sharp wit throughout their life. He thought back on the many times as he got older that you told him he should move on but he never did. You were his soulmate, his lover, and his person. The child the both of you made was in the other room weeping softly, but he wanted- no needed- to stay with his wife. 

“It’s okay…we’re all here you can let go now sweet thing. My beautful, princess.”

A whisper like a butterfly's breath was all it took for you to go. He watched her breathing slow, the breaths were long until they finally came to a stop. It didn’t stop the tears from falling, fat and wet down his cheeks. He wished he could’ve died with you, he would’ve given up everything for you. He would’ve fought even the strongest Gods if it meant he could have even one more night by your side. He felt his body shaking as he leaned down to place a kiss on your forehead, you were older physically but to him, you were still the same you from all those moons ago. It was then he realized his father had been right all along. 

Immortality was a curse.

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I’m here (C!Philza x Cat Hybrid Reader)

Kinktober day 11: Wings/Tail play

I’m so fucking sorry (also fun fact I nearly add egg laying in for fun)

Warning: wing play, tail play, biting, swearing, daddy happened once, this is 100 percent ooc, etc, etc you get the point not for kid

Genre: filthy filthy smut

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You fidget uncomfortably in your chair. You ears and tail twitching in every direction.

Philza came back holding two cup of tea, noticed you fidgeting in your seat furrowed his brow and ask,

“What’s wrong, mate? You’re fidgeting,”

“Nothing,” you said without looking up,

Hearing this Philza put down the cup and sat next to you, forcing you to look at him.

“Is something bothering you, you can tell me,”

Hesitatingly you looked up and lick your lip before pointing at his wings and whispering,

“Can I straighten out your wing?”

Philza blink confused as fuck,

“What?”

Giving up, you buried your face in your hand and mumble,

“It’s bothering me! Your wing is so pretty Phil, but you don’t take care of it. I want to preen your feather,”

Hearing your outburst over the pure annoyance over his slightly ruffled wing, Philza cough before saying,

“Thanks for the compliment, mate. But I’m afraid I will have to decline the offer, speaking of which I think I left the kettle on the stove,”

With that Philza quickly walk away, you groan and put your head on the table, missing Philza’s blushing ears under his hair.

From that day on every once in a while you will offer again, hoping maybe be one day he will slip up and allow you to groom his wing, at-last it never happen, until…

“Hey Phil, are you okay?”you ask as you walked into the house of the broken man,

Philza turn around forcing a smile before saying,

“Hey (Y/N), it’s good to see you again! I’m fine don’t worry about me,”

You walked up to him, not believing him for a second.

“Wha-“

You pulled him into a hug, wrapping your arm around his back, carefully missing his damaged wing before saying,

“Hey, it’s fine, Phil. I got you, you still have me and everything’s gonna be fine,”

Recovering from his surprised, Philza buried his face into your hair.

“I saw him died, I killed Wilbur with my own hand and now Ghostbur hate me too, I’m a terrible father, (Y/N)…”

You tip toe and nuzzled his neck in affection trying to comfort him,

“Don’t say that Phil, you’re a great father and Ghostbur will forgive you. It wasn’t your fault Friend died, we can go find them again, together,”

After a while Philza calm down and motion for you to let go, which you reluctantly did. Philza let out a chuckle,

“Well that was embarrassing,”

Glad that he seems to have recover slightly, you smiled and said in a deadpan voice,

“Yes, truly. I will hold this forever against you and use it to blackmail you one day for your many fortune,”

“It seems like I have made a great mistake,” suddenly hesitantly Philza scratch his face and asked,

“Speaking of which, are you still willing to preen my wings?”

You widen your eye in surprise. Seeing your eye widened and taking it as a rejection, he quickly continued,

“It’s fine if you no longer want to, my wings are pretty damage and no longer look as pleasing as they use to be,”

You let out a happy purr and clapped your hand before throwing yourself into Philza’s embrace again.

“I will love to! Also if I dare judge you, I will incur Techno’s wrath, who will definitely hunt me down,”

Philza laughed, before leading you to his room. He went to lie down on his bed and spread his wings.

You gently got on to his bed, and when saw his damage left wing, you slow down your breathing and gently brush across the damage wing. After a while you gently begin to straighten out his feathers. Pulling out loose one and straighten crooked feather light and simple, afraid to cause anymore damage.

Sensing your nervousness of hurting him, Philza turn around slightly,

“You can go harder you know, mate. I’m not fragile,”

“I don’t know about that, you’re quite old, old man,” you retorted back before being slightly braver,

Soon once you cleaned out the feather you gently kneaded through the tense knot in his wings.

But what you didn’t noticed was the closer to the base of his wings, the tenser his body get.

Suddenly Philza let out a muffled moan when you get to the sensitive skin at the base of his wing. Both of you froze at the sound.

You quickly clambered off of him before burying your blushing face in your hand.

Philza sat up slightly embarrassed and tried to hide the bulge in his pant,

“I’m sorry, it’s just the base of my wing are rather sensitive, I should have told you,”

“No, no it’s my fault, I should have known,” was your only response as you feel yourself slowly die inside,

After a few awkward silence you looked up and said,

“I-if you want I can help with that,”

Philza choked on his saliva,

“W-what?”

You grit your teeth, this is real fucking awkward but you’re here might as well,

“I said I want to fuck you,”

Philza look at you sadly and said,

“You don’t have to do that to make me feel better,”

Slightly angry at the fact that he will assume you will do that just because you feel pity, you pounces on him pushing him onto the bed.

“Don’t be stupid, I fucking love you, you old dingus! Why else will I be here comforting you at 3am?! YOU JUST BLEW UP A FUCKING COUNTRY!!!”

Looking at your face staring him down, your eye watery and your lip tremble showing how you’re not as brave as you seem. 

With a sigh, knowing how he’s not gonna let you go anyway, Philza flipped you, quickly changing you and his position.

He pulled you into a kiss. After a while you guys separated, he caressed your face before asking you seriously,

“Are you sure about this?”

Seeing your nod, he quickly undress both of you and attacking your neck.

Philza suck and nibbled at your neck hungrily, leaving red mark down your body as you let out moan.

His hand traveled down your body to your core, lightly touching it before pumping two fingers in stretching you out. 

Your face flushed as you let out whimpers and moan, suddenly you bite down on Philza’s shoulder when you felt him pull your tail harshly, Sebring a electric shock up your spine.

“Do you like it when I do that? Hurting you, leaving mark on you to show you’re mine?”

“Y-yes… FU-“ you let out a swear when you felt him hit your sweet spot,

Noticing this, Philza grin and quickly inserts 2 more fingers before attacking your sweet spot at the same time.

You felt your clit tightening on his finger and tears stinging your eye,

“Cum for me, kitten,”

With that your eye rolls back as you cum hard on his finger, sob wrecking through your body.

Looking at your sweaty body, trembling from the high, Philza quickly position himself and wrapped your leg around his waist before he thrust inside you.

Your mouth gaped open and tear streams down your face as you felt his member split your body.

“Sl-slower… ha… fuck… daddy, please… uugh…”

Hearing the jumbled of word coming out of your mouth, he grunted and hold one of your leg up allowing him to change his angle and hitting deeper.

You cried, the pleasure too great for you as you dug your finger into the base of his wings.

Letting out a groan he grabbed your tail tightly and bite down on your neck as he slammed into your womb and fucked the living hell out of you.

You were quickly brought to your orgasm a few more time from the tail pulling and the member fucking the brain out of you, before you felt him cumming inside you.

Without pulling out he wiped away your tear and sweat, before gently holding you into his embrace. Holding you to his chest he covered the both of you in his wings both damage and whole.

Just like that you two fell asleep, knowing all will be fine in the end.

#no i don’t have problems #reader insert #reader smut #x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #philza x reader #philza x reader smut #mcyt x reader

[seokjinniebangtan]

DSMP One-shot Smut Workshop

Help me create stories/imagines for hot and juicy smut ;)

Below is a list of people that’ll be included in my stories

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c!Dream

c!George

c!Sapnap

c!Punz 

c!Sam

c!Karl

c!Schlatt 

c!Quackity

c!Techno 

c!Philza

c!Fundy

c!Wilbur

c!Foolish

c!BadBoyHalo

c!Skeppy

c!Eret

c!Nihachu

c!CaptainPuffy

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Below is a list of plot concepts

[gender ----> type of reader -----> kink(s) -----> prompt(s)]

-------------------------------------------------------------------------- ❥ AMAB   ❥ AFAB   ❥ Other:_____ [A] brat!reader  [B] top!reader  [C] hybrid!reader  [D] royalty!reader  ◌ daddy/mommy kink   ◌ choking kink   ◌ belly bulge    ◌ hair pulling           ◌ slapping    ◌ bondage    ◌ gagging    ◌ overstimulation    ◌ breeding         ◌ lingerie    ◌ dacryphilia    ◌ spectrophilia    ◌ voyeurism    ◌ size kink       ◌ sadist/masochist    ◌  degradation   ◌ Other:_____

patience being tested

in heat/rut

jealousy/possessiveness at its finest

bored in the house

late night shenanigans 

threesome | foursome | fivesome | gangbang  ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

greater dream smp vs lmanburg

love/hate relationship

7 minutes in heaven

7 days of pleasure, 7 days of no walking

i love punishments

Other:______

AURTHOR SPECIAL  ( ͡°👅 ͡°)

#dsmp x reader smut #dream smp x reader smut #dsmp smut #mcyt x reader smut #dream team smut #mcyt imagine #dreamwastaken smut #georgenotfound smut #sapnap smut #punz smut #karl jacobs smut #awesamdude smut #jschlatt smut #quackity smut #technoblade smut #philza smut #fundy smut #wilbursoot smut #foolish smut #badboyhalo smut #skeppy smut #eret smut #nihachu smut #captainpuffy smut

[1donoow]

CONTENT CREATOR FANFICS REC PT.2

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Corpse husband

Tommyinnit

technoblade

- DSMP reacting to you actually being rich

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@beeindaclouds - Things you do that they love pt.1 pt.2

- DSMP reacting to Reader with a high spice tolerance

- C!DSMP meet OWL!Reader, right-hand of Lady Death

- Children!DSMP reacting to Babysitter!Reader having a partner

- Crew Boys reacting to you "saving" their basket ball

- dsmp with rich!reader

- C!DSMP react to Reader switching during a fight

- C!DSMP w/ a Vampire!Reader

@dsmpxreaderstuff - reader gifting the dsmp flower

- sassy! reader

- Reader who's always wearing gloves

- your highness

@ruminationnn - nickname for you

@rae-writes - sbi finding out techno has a daughter

@basilly - kissing their nose

@astrologyslayy - what the dsmp would do when crushing on you

- their reactions when they watch you draw

@god-of-balance - ___(hybrid creeper!reader)

@krabs-quill - old phantom phriend

@brightert0mb - Syndicate Gang with a Glare/Allay/Copper Golem!Reader Headcannons

@ruminationnn - a random hug from the reader headcanons

@angel-anoetic - killer cutie (killer bunny!reader)

@cupidmybeloved - ice skating (platonic)

- knitting (sbi x sibling!reader)

@voidgonemissing - a gentle rainy day (platonic)

@helliontherapscallion - sbi sibling deer hybrid!reader

@ramzawrites - strike me down,Zeus! (creeper hybrid!reader)

@retroaria - comparing hand sizes

@modelbus - face id

@thabeeboii - (Y/N) loves hugging people randomly pt.2

@streaming-yn - p! cc! multiple x shy! y/n

- forgetful!y/n duo names

- forgetful!y/n interacting with other streamer

@myntrose - face reveal pog?

@quackarl - mcyt having a crush

@griffintail - just another day (sbi x winged!child reader)

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corpse husband

@sarahwasfound - fuckin' hot

@thefanficmonster - the doll

@bunnvlr - Mama's boy

@malleux - spell

@whiteqnn - pure 2

@quits-writing - being corpse husband's s/o hc

@castor--writes - corpse finding out you have a bingus cat baby

@rottenroyalebooks - my girlfriend is a witch

@dollsbite - corpse with a pink-obsessed s/o

@kbrownie - leaked

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tommyinnit

@isadora-larkspur - tommy with shorter reader

@ohlovejoy - reacting to his beard

- the jitters (mute!reader)

@julibeeline - tommy and wilbur accidentally revealing their relationship

@sanderchu - breakfast made with love

- ylyl vlog

@modelbus - beguiled in the background

- cute cat

@bingbongsupremacy - little intruder (toddler!reader)

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Technoblade

@ze-maki-nin - child in the snow

@milqueandsugar - ___

@beeindaclouds - having c!technoblade as your dad

@fandomlit - imagine technoblade being jealous of the attention you give tommy

@smelted-applejuice - ___ (techo's daughter)

- ___ (wither skeleton!reader)

@beelzebubaz - techno seeing you in his clothes

#masterlist #content creator rec #tommyinnit x reader #technoblade x reader #corpse husband x reader

[squishycheekanon]

Technoblade x reader

Dreamsmp reality

Warnings: NSFW, 18+, mentions of smut.

{Masterlist} {Technoverse}

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) Techno cannot sleep until he knows you’re okay and comfortable, until you’re clean and feeling at peace he cannot rest. He will do everything he can to get you to that place, whether it be bathe you, feed you or stroke your skin until your lashes flutter close and your breathing evens out.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) His favourite body part on himself would definitely be his hands, not only has he won countless battles and wars with them but he’s also brought you pleasure with them as well. To him his hands are power.

For you? Fuck he can’t choose. He might have a favourite body part a day, he loves all of you. You’re just too fucking gorgeous with your perfect face, kissable lips, stareable (I know it’s not a word) eyes, your strokeable (again not a word😂) hair, your utterly perfect body. He’ll pay special attention to any part you feel insecure about, it will be his duty to worship it.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) Maybe it’s because he’s part Piglin but Techno loves to scent mark you, just like he loves to cum mark you. He absolutely adores smelling his scent on you. Scent marking will ware off after a day or so but if Techno cums on you or in you he’ll be smelling himself on you all week. And it doesn’t get better than that, being able to inhale your lovely scent swirling with his.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Just like he loves you smelling of his scent, he loves that others can smell it too. You’re non the wiser but the other half breeds that live in the mainlands can smell Techno on you at all times, a silent reminder of who you belong to.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) Very little, The Blood God was never attracted to someone before you, didn’t like anyone in that way before you, never even thought about sex before you. So when you first started doing stuff together, he was sorely inexperienced.

However that didn’t stop him from being eager to learn, Techno was sloppy and lacked technique at first. But now he knows, knows every spot that makes you squirm and every place that makes you scream. He has committed hours and hours to perfecting his technique and he will continue to do so.

F = Favourite Position (this goes without saying) His favourite position would be when you lay on him, your back against his chest, your head throw back against his broad shoulder. He loves every position with you but this one especially, he can grind deeper as well as touch, grab and squeeze whatever he wishes. To him everything about you just fits so perfectly with him like you were made for him.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) During sex Techno likes to be more serious, he wants you to feel loved, wanted and appreciated. So his sole focus is you. He makes the odd joke every now and then but overall he’s more serious.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Techno is well groomed when he has the time, fighting battles and bringing down governments can be a time consumer so when he can he’ll make sure to neaten up his area down there. The drapes match ;)

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) Omg you can’t get anymore romantic than this guy, it’s like over the years he bottled up all that unused love and just exploded when he met you. Candles, flower petals, he’ll learn how to cook a special dinner for you and that’s just the build up.

Once he’s in it with you, he’ll make sure you know how much he loves you just with how gentle, patient and caring he is. He will kiss every part of you, take his time slowly appreciating and praising your body.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcannon) Techno doesn’t really do this, I’d say maybe he’s done it a couple times in his life before he met you and a couple times after you. Before you met he didn’t really look at anything as sexual including himself, and after you met there was no need for him to do it because he had you. There may have been one night a few weeks after you shot him with that arrow that he was thinking of you and couldn’t help himself but other than that not really.

K = Kinks (one or more of their kinks) This man is insatiable.

Housewife kink, god whenever he sees you cooking or cleaning he can’t control himself, size kink, dirty talk, primal play, he wants to hunt you down, thigh riding kink, sit on this man thighs, the classic spanking and choking kink, if he doesn’t see his handprint on your ass by the end of the night you won’t be leaving the bed until he does, this man loves to praise you in every way possible, suck on his fingers just do it, sensory deprivation, prepare to be blindfolded, edging, overstimulation, Techno loves when you’re feisty yet he can’t deny how hard he gets when you’re vulnerable, marking/biting, Breeding kink.

L = Location (favourite places to do the do) Anywhere, you’re always so gorgeous he can get turned on anywhere with you. He’d happily fuck you anywhere you’d suggest.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) You.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) Hurting you is a big no no. Spanking and choking is fine, he doesn’t mind those things but he won’t actually slap your face or physically hurt you in anyway, Techno is all about making sure your comfort level is the highest it can be during sex.

O = Oral (preferences in giving or receiving, skill etc) This man would live between your thighs if you let him, he loves how you taste, craves it. In terms of receiving this man has no patience, he’s never actually let you carry out the deed no matter how many times you’ve tried. He’d much rather sink his cock into your soaking pussy and fuck you until you’re delirious.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc) It all depends on the situation, on a regular day at first he’s slow, slipping his fingers in and out of you letting the pleasure build and take its time. “Don’t rush.” He’ll whisper softly watching your brows furrow and your lips part, heat rushing through your veins.

He’s very different once he’s in and thrusting, his need to make you cum over and over until you’re practically loosing your mind takes over. Then he becomes feral, fucking into your tiny pussy, your screams only encouraging him further.

Other times he can be rough, his large hand gripping your throat and jaw, or pulling at your hair. Fingers leaving bruises on your hips, it’s okay they go with the hand prints on your ass. His cock ramming into you, hitting that spongey spot inside you, he won’t stop even when your body goes slack and you tell him you can’t take anymore, he’ll keep going until he’s done and you’re completely spent.

Q = Quickie (their options on quickies, how often? etc) Your crowned beast will take anything he can get from you so he’s not opposed to quickies. He much prefers the longer nights with you but if it’s all you both have time for then he’s alright with it.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc) He’s open to experimenting, if there are new things you both want to try you’ll always talk about them in depth first before initiating anything physically.

He’ll try anything you want at least once with you, unless it’s something that’s crosses boundaries but you never ask for what you know he can’t give.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?) He can go for as long as he needs to really, due to being half Piglin he has the need to breed running through his veins so when you do have sex his basic primal instincts kick in and he’ll go until you can’t anymore, then his body will finally let him release but that’s not to say he doesn’t enjoy it because oh he does. He’s addicted.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on partner or themselves?) He has a small collection for sex with you, it’s mostly made up of bondage stuff, potions ;), a couples dildos, a few plugs and this new thing he purchased called a vibrator they’re new, he thinks an accidental creation but he’s curious to try it on you.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Oh Techno can tease for ages, days, fucking weeks. He’s a bloody pro. He’ll drag everything out if he knows what reaction he’ll get from you.

V = Volume (how loud they are? what sounds they make, etc) He can be fairly loud, he usually groans and grunts with heavy breathing mixed in. There is the odd occasion where he’ll whine, that’s usually when you’re teasing him. The ONLY time he’ll beg is when you’re hovering over his face, your dripping cunt inches from his greedy lips, the hungry glint in his eyes becoming more demanding the longer you hover there worried about suffocating your man. He doesn’t give a single fuck by that point, he’ll beg and plead until he gets too impatient and he’ll just pull you down on him, then you’re the one begging.

W = Wild card (a random headcannon for the character) Techno loves when you’re wearing gold, whether that is gold coloured lingerie or actual gold. He especially likes it when you’re sporting that gold chain he made you, he loves seeing it bounce just above your perfect tits while he fucks you, his name shining in the reflection of his eyes.

X = X-Ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He’s big. I mean obviously, we’re talking about The Blood God here. The man who towers over others, his body huge so he wins those big battles. And lucky for you his body is evenly proportional.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) High, to put it plainly. Techno would like to blame it on his hot Piglin blood but he has to admit that whenever he sees you he’s instantly wanting to be inside you. When he’s away from you, you’re all he thinks about. It’s just…it’s you.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Techno will make sure you’re seen to before he sleeps, once you’re asleep, depending on how tired he is he’ll either watch you for a little while, stroking over your skin, just loving you being so at peace. Or he’ll be out like a light as soon as his head hits the pillow. 

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@vanivivs

@cherryblossomdelusion

@itsberrydreemurstuff

@dreamwvrld

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#squishycheekanon #beefy!techno #squishtalks #squishysneekpeaks #squishyreblogs #technoblade imagine #techno fluff #techno imagine #techno x reader #dark techno #techno smut #techno x reader smut #technoblade x reader fluff #technoblade x reader smut #technoblade x reader #squishycheekanonanswer #asks are appreciated #dreamsmp x reader #dreamsmp members #mcyt fanfiction #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #technoblade smut #technoblade fluff

[pan-ic-at-the-homehome]

Ok so like hear me out Fundy biting the reader for no reason like yk how some people bite others theyre close to just because idk i just think its cute when they suddenly go ᶜʰᵒᵐᵖ on someones neck or shoulder or something and its not even sexual and yk Fundys a fox so hed probably have lil fangs and omg im down bad

Regarding the recent news, should I keep writing C!Techno as a romantic interest? I don't want to be disrespectful, but Techno content is basically what this blog runs on at this point and I have so many drafts for him, and I also just want to keep his memory alive as much as possible. I definitely won't be writing any smut for him even though all I write is the character but I'm not sure if I should keep on with romance stuff. Please let me know what you guys think.

May the madlad rest in peace.

I wrote the majority of this quite a while ago but only just recently felt the motivation to occupy my mind and start writing again. This was originally going to include a bit of nsfw but it felt weird including that with the stuff listed above. I might make another part with the nsfw if this gets enough love. Enjoy :]

Fundy Bites His S/O

-Ok so I did some research and apparently foxes don't actually have fangs???? It's actually just their canine teeth that get mistaken for fangs a lot??? -But they still have sharp teeth so I'm gonna say that Fundy has fang-like teeth in the area of fangs boom problem solved

-He's probably insecure about his teeth, specifically his fangs -I imagine he does that cute thing where he covers his mouth with his hand when he smiles or laughs -So being able to see his teeth in general shows just how comfortable he is with you -Imagine the comfort level he's at when he willingly gives you a love bite

-Oneshot-

It's never a surprise when Fundy comes home tired and ready to pass out in your arms. Whether it be a run-in with his father, people overworking him, him overworking himself, or just being tired, you had grown to be ready to cuddle him soon as he got home. Even if he wasn't super tired, it's nice to cuddle with your lover so he never complains too much.

Today was one of the bad days for Fundy. Soon as he walked into the house you could tell. Ears down, tail practically tucked between his legs, eyes watery and ready to spill at any moment.

As much as you loved cuddling with him, you always hoped he'd come in lively and excited. You could handle going without cuddles if it meant he was happy, but the poor boy was anything but that at the moment and was in dire need of comfort.

You speed walked over to him as quickly as possible, gently putting a hand on his back and guiding him to your shared bedroom. You pulled a blanket aside just enough to fit the two of you and gently bring him to a laying position facing you and you wrap your arms around him.

You run a hand through his hair, "Do you want to talk about it baby?"

He lets out a soft whimper but nods his head nonetheless.

"Work?" He shakes his head. "A person in specific?" He hums. "Schlatt?" "no..." "Tubbo? Tommy?"

"Wilbur?" He whimpers again, the indication that you needed.

It was always awful when he bumped into Wilbur in one of his moods. Your words didn't have as much of an affect as Wilbur's words did no matter how much more true they were. All you could to was repeat constant validations and play with his hair until he fell asleep and he woke up in a better mindset.

He nuzzled into your neck, sighing in content as his tears seemed to calm down for the moment.

"Are you hungry? Thirsty? Do you want to watch a movie? I can help out with work if you w- Ow!" Fundy immediately recoiled as soon as the exclamation left you mouth, "Sorry!" The guilty look on his flushed face wasn't one you could possibly be upset at though.

You chuckled, "If you wanted me to shut up you could have just asked, but I'm not complaining. It didn't hurt, it was just surprising" You pull him back against your body and his ears perk up a bit. He bites down onto your shoulder again. Surprisingly there was very little pain as he tried to not break skin.

"You're so cute Fundy, you really deserve the world." You sigh out as you continue playing with his hair, his tail starting to wag softly.

He probably was too nervous until that day to bite you because from that day on, no matter his mood, he always tried to sneak up on you and bite your shoulder. In fact, catching you off guard usually brightened his mood so you couldn't be mad about it.

And every morning if he was awake before he thought you were awake he would bite your shoulder in an attempt to gently wake you up.

God you hated his father for what he's done, but man did he contribute into an amazing part of your relationship.

#fundy x you #fundy x y/n #fundy x reader #fundy dsmp #dsmp x reader #dsmp x y/n #dsmp fanfic #mcyt x reader #mcyt fanfiction #technoblade

[bivwifeybunny]

someone should really send in an ask... like the person scrolling through these smut tags *wink,wink* *nudge,nudge*

in the mood to write for anyone honestly (aka sapnap, karl, punz, dream, or c!techno)

someone pls brainrot with me

i can't sleep so i wanna write some blurbs

#sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #punz x reader #dream x reader #c!techo x reader #sapnap smut #punz smut #karl jacobs smut #c!techno smut #dream smut #wifey speaks <3 #wifey's brainrot <3 #spicy wifey <3

[mcytrecursive]

Nomination Overview - Canon Compliant

And now for one that has quite a few more instalments! We've got several animatics, art and comics, and even web weave. Let's take a look at Canon-Compliant.

Title: Flowers for the Blood God Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31888939 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: de_hautdesert Relationships: Nihachu & Ph1LzA & Ranboo & Technoblade, Niki | Nihachu & Technoblade Characters: Technoblade, Nihachu Length of the work: 2129 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Friendship, Found Family Type: Fic Summary: The Syndicate plans an unconventional meeting. Techno and Niki prepare. Featuring friends supporting each other, recovery from trauma, and infodumping about hair dye.

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Title: A Day in the Spotlight Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31118939/chapters/76890005 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sharo Relationships: Xisuma/Everyone Characters: Xisuma, Hermitcraft Server Ensemble Length of the work: 27,491 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Fluff, Friendship, Smut Type: Fic Summary: Kink-E-E’s Contract: Hermit of the Day Program signed by: I agree to spend 1 (one) day from sunrise to sunset as the server’s Public Use Hermit. I agree to remain on the Throne for the duration, or nearby if requested by any Hermit (not to leave the main lobby of Town Hall). I agree to be on display and available to all visitors. I agree to be blindfolded and allow anonymous visitors without requiring anyone to identify themself. I agree to allow a Kink-E-E’s employee to collect me without prior warning (unless otherwise negotiated) and seat me on the Throne in Town Hall. I agree to submit to any Hermit who approaches the Throne and who follows the limits set out in my personal contract. I retain the right to stop (safeword out of) any situation or contact that pushes those limits. I agree to use the emergency buttons provided if I feel unwanted discomfort, feel unsafe or overwhelmed by any scene and am unable to verbally communicate or verbalize my safeword. (See: Personal Notes if safeword applies) Accepted Terms between Hermit and Kink-E-E’s: Price to be Paid: NO REFUNDS, RAINCHECKS, BUYBACKS, TRADES, OR IOU’S (looking at you, Grian and Zedaph. Not funny.)

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Title: the body is an object Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42838071 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: ruffboi Relationships: Gen Characters: Grian, PearlescentMoon, Mumbo Jumbo, XisumaVoid Length of the work: 19,132 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Friendship, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: the Hermitcraft Backstory Rule says that you don't ask other people about their backstory, you let them tell it if they want to and leave it be if they don't. Unfortunately for Grian, one of the newest Hermits was also a player on his old server - one he'd thought had been dead for years - and she's going to drag his backstory kicking and screaming into the light whether she means to or not.

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Title: and the northern sky looked like the end of days Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44214877 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: sesquidpedalian Relationships: Etho & Cleo, Scott & Tango, Bigb & Bdubs & Impulse, Scott & Cleo, Pearl & Scott & Cleo & Martyn Characters: Cleo, Etho, Scott, Tango, Bigb, Pearl, Martyn Length of the work: 8,316 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Drama, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: Five scenes from before the end.

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Title: i think i would like a quiet life Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: pidgedee Relationships: tommy&a healing arc Characters: TommyInnit Length of the work: Not Applicable Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Fix-It Type: Art Summary: A gentle-ending poem comic about c!Tommy.

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Title: cura te ipsum Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39459339 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Zedaph & TangoTek BdoubleO100 & TangoTek Characters: Tangotek, Zedaph Length of the work: 14,998 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: Tango fails, the moon falls, everyone dies—and then he's woken up, told none of it was real, that they're safely on the Hermethius headed for the next season, and that everyone is perfectly fine, including Tango himself. Tango's coping great, thanks for asking.

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Title: Second Chances Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38657916 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: rutadales (pumpkinrootbeer) Relationships: Foolish Games / BadBoyHalo, Foolish Games & BadBoyHalo Characters: Foolish Gamers, BadBoyHalo Length of the work: 1,360 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort Type: Fic Summary: Foolish's arms move to grasp his hair and then back down, his claws digging tight into the cloth covering his chest and the angry, red scar from Antfrost's blade that Bad knows is underneath. He still isn't breathing and Bad wonders if they really do need to get him to some salt water. He'd ask someone, but, well. It's just them right now. Or; Foolish panics and Bad tries to pick up the pieces.

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Title: You Are the Boogeyman Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52022125 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: OshawottWarrior Relationships: none tagged Characters: BdoubleO100, Ethoslab, Grian Length of the work: 578 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Whump Type: Fic Summary: Bdubs is chosen as the first Boogeyman

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Title: What resembles the grave but is hobby tunneling Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51317131 Fandom: QSMP Author: WheelCoveredInEyes Relationships: Antoine Daniel/Etoiles, Etoiles/BadBoyHalo, Etoiles & Philza, Etoiles & Pomme (QSMP), Etoiles & Baghera Jones, Etoiles & Mikethelink & Pactw, Binary Code Entity (QSMP) & Etoiles Characters: Etoiles, Philza, BadBoyHalo, Antoine Daniel, Baghera Jones, Mikethelink, Pactw, Binary Code Entity, Pomme Length of the work: 9,444 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: “Okay, king, I know you have a fuckin’ death wish, but you’re gonna break Pomme’s heart if you die. So we need to figure something out, okay?” ---- Etoiles is absolutely certain he is living on borrowed time. Nobody else understands this.

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Title: know that all my love will be your breath (i will save you when your lights go out) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52382506 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: GlitraHasConsumedMe Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity/TangoTek Characters: Jimmy, Tango Length of the work: 5.4k Genre: Canon-Compliant Type: Fic Summary: Two (or more) lives and deaths of an unlikely soul-bound couple

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Title: self-improvement* Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/47271748 Fandom: QSMP Author: honoraryangel Relationships: Cellbit & Philza Characters: Cellbit, Philza, Chayanne (QSMP), Richarlyson (QSMP) Length of the work: 4,501 Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: Philza has been very angry lately. Cellbit has also been very angry lately. *neither of them truly improve, unless you count learning basic combat "improving".

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Title: City of Stars Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Paprikup Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Karl/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Romance Type: Animatic Summary: A short animation about the times when Quackity's heart was shattered, the violence of loneliness, and the person (the monster) he's become in the ruins of lost love.

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Title: Breath Of Life || QSMP Purgatory Animatic Fandom: QSMP Author: MaepleTea Relationships: Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah, Philza & Etoiles, Philza & Cellbit Characters: Philza, BadBoyHalo, Etoiles, Cellbit Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Drama Type: Animatic Summary: An animatic about q!Phil during Purgatory and what was going on around him and in his head.

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Title: the handgun is no longer sexy Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: regicidal-optimism Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Length of the work: Not Applicable Genre: Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Romance Type: Web Weave Summary: Web weave about Las Nevadas Quackity loving a man who wants to die and not being over Pogtopia.

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Title: THE DIVORCE OF THE CENTURY Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52635358 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: glossyblue Relationships: Grian/Goodtimeswithscar Characters: Grian, Goodtimeswithscar, Mumbo Jumbo, BdoubleO100, Zombie Cleo, Rendog and Joe Hills Length of the work: 7,192 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Humour Type: Fic Summary: The court proceedings of Hermitcraft’s first ever divorce, centering on Grian (Petitioner #1), Scar (Petitioner #2), Mumbo Jumbo (defense lawyer), a cat (also somehow a defense lawyer?), several judges since they keep quitting because of all the nonsense, and your tireless Court Scribe JoeHills.

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Title: El nido de cuervo - The crow's nest  Link: here Fandom: QSMP Author: wizardsandrain Relationships: Philza & Chayanne & Tallulah Characters: Phliza, Chayanne, Tallulah Length of the work: N/A Genre: Canon-Compliant, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Fluff, Family Type: Art Summary: A painting of the basement where Chayanne and Tallulah sleep

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Title: ACP-Verse Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3765673 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: Raichett Relationships: Grian/Goodtimeswithscar (main), Goodtimeswithscar&Cubfan135,  Characters: Grian, Goodtimeswithscar Length of the work: 25,615 words (incomplete series) Genre: AU, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Romance, Post-Canon Type: Fic Summary: A post-Third Life AU, wherein Grian has been waiting over a thousand years, very much cursed, for the return of Scar's reincarnated soul. 

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Title: back pack Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40575780 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Anonymous Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Karl Jacobs/Sapnap,  Characters: Sapnap, Karl Jacobs, Eret, Quackity, Dream Length of the work: 3,188 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Compliant, Drama, Modern AU, Canonical character death, not permanent Type: Fic Summary: “his jacket,” eret says quietly. you hear it, all muffled and echoey. she’s holding something out to you. “i thought we could, uh…cover him with it.” “who is this, eret?” you ask. she purses her lips. “who is it,” you say again. eret’s not one to lie. not anymore. she presses a jacket into your arms. it’s blue, soft, it’s streaked with red across the back and spotted in the shape of fingerprints all down the sleeves. she’s pushing it into your arms and she’s straightening up all regal-like and saying - “you’re lying,” karl gasps from the floor, in that miserable way you know means he’s about to cry. “oh my god. oh my god, oh my god.” ~ In which Quackity is dead, Karl is not, and Sapnap buries a body; not for the first time and certainly not for the last.

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Title: hope is a fragile thing Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33865579 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: echotunes Relationships: Original Character(s) & Original Character(s) (Empires SMP) Characters: Original Character(s) (Empires SMP) Length of the work: 3,022 words Genre: Canon-Compliant, Friendship Type: Fic Summary: The notice boards begin displaying information about curfews, designed to protect the citizens at night. People are allegedly trying to stop their ruler's communication with the demon, but nobody seems to be sure how to go about it. Lord Sausage seems impeturbed by the demon, and his advisors don't seem to be trying to stop him from talking to them. Protests begin on the streets, but nothing is changed. The corruption is as present as ever, and the demon is spotted in the empire almost daily now. People begin to leave. --- You are a citizen of Mythland. Things are going badly.

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Title: another visit Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: yuker Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs Characters: Quackity, Karl Jacobs Length of the work: Comic Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Hurt/Comfort, Time Travel, Character Study Type: Fic Summary: [sometimes I see him in the middle of the night but he doesn't really remember me.] In which Karl visits Quackity in between his time traveling, and Quackity cannot be sure he isn't dreaming.

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Title: How Far We’ve Come - Hermitcraft season 8 Animatic Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Chrisrin  Relationships: Hermitcraft ensemble & Hermitcraft ensemble, Joe Hills & Zombie Cleo, Boatem (Impulse, Grian, Scar, Pearl, Mumbo), Stressmonster & Falsesymetey & Gemini tay, Xisuma & Wels knight Characters: Hermitcraft ensemble, literally all of them  Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Friendship, Found Family Type: Animatic Summary: An animatic exploring every Hermitcraft member’s season 8 finale (moon big)

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[anima-chara]

Let's go respect Technoblade's boundaries and DSMP Members's boundaries!

I'm seeing people still doing smut or romantic fics with c!Techno and this's truly disrespectful.

I'm not saying to you stop writing for Techno, no!! I'm just want to you stop writing smut and romantic stuff for him. We must continue with his legacy correctly!!

Not so sorry if I'm being rude because that's true. I extremely get uncomfortable when suddenly I scroll down and just have "c!Techno x F!Reader(smut)"

Member of DSMP boundaries

Well, if you wanna respect Techno and other people's boundaries, here's the link:

Things that is recommend to read:

A Note on NSFW Content in This Fandom From smp-boundaries

smp-boundaries’ Shipping Etiquette

#dream smp #mcyt x reader #dsmp #dsmp x reader #techno mcyt #technoblade #technoblade x reader #mcyt #technoblade smut

[marshmellowjay]

(Updated: Tuesday, February 6th 2024)

I probably don't have much rn but I'll have alot soon. I don't update alot alot but if there are requests that catch my eye I will immediately start writing

My rules.

I will not do any smut (due to unknown boundaries and such)

I will make romantic c!techno occasionally (by occasionally I mean if I'm in the mood)

I will not do any relationship things about (CC!Philza or CC!Kristen) but C!Phil and C!Kristen are fine platonicly

I will not write for w1lbur s00t. You know why so don't ask why.

I do like to read sbi fics on ao3 so if you want you could ask in the requests for a specific sbi fic I am willing to recommend some :)

I will do au ideas and (rarely) yandere ideas. Though I am still practicing making those.

Be kind and respectful to me and anyone in the comments section :)

#mcyt imagine #haikyuu #oneshot #masterlist #song lyrics

[mysticalsoot]

welcome!

Ello there!! I decided a while ago to abandon my old Tumblr and make a new one. was the descion out of anxiety? most definitely but I'm here now so might as well embrace it.

A few things to note about me;

My name is Connor, but you can call me Aidan too. I don't mind either way.

Ive been writing for 10+ years, and writing fanfic/fan works for about 7 or 8 years.

I'm demi aroace but I usually just say I'm ace cause it's easier (I'm also gay and trans ftm :)

My pronouns are he/him!

I have a lot of interests but the ones that are the most intense and have stuck around the longest are dsmp/mcyt and space stuff!

I'm a reality shifter as well so I may talk about that from time to time.

Im autistic! sometimes I project onto the characters I write so if someone seems autistic coded, they probably are lmao.

I hope to post consistently but I tend to be pretty bad at that.

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on a final note, my requests are open! I'll leave a list of characters/creators I feel comfy writing for and my guidelines for requests/my account. feel free to reach out through asks or dms!!

cc, c, arg, etc Wilbur

Techno (c! mostly)

any of SBI, all platonic besides wilbur

dsmp or mcyt cc/c

James Marriott (platonic/romantic)

there's probably more but that's all I can think of :)

guidelines ↓

- i won't write any nsfw regardless of whom I write about, I'll stick to fluff, angst, hurt/comfort, etc. no smut at all. makes me ill. suggestive flirting is alright-- 0-o

- I probably won't be writing much romantic stuff for anyone other than James or Wilbur (unless requested otherwise)

- my acc is a safe space for everyone so I will not tolerate hate of any kind (anti shifters, dream/mcyt antis, homophobes, racists, xenophobes, misogynists, sexists, etc are not allowed. please block me if you are one of the listed groups.)

- I'll probably be writing whatever I'm fixated on most at the time so it could change (it's been mcyt/lvjy for the past six months so)

- I will stick to writing the reader w they/them pronouns or without mentioning them at all but if you request something and have specific pronouns you want me to use, lmk!

#dsmp #dsmp wilbur #mcyt #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #cc!wilbur x reader #cc!wilbur #c!wilbur #james marriott #he is my sworn enemy #why do i bother with him #okay im getting distracted

[snakesnakerevolution]

I posted 390 times in 2022

That's 390 more posts than 2021!

66 posts created (17%)

324 posts reblogged (83%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@baka-monarch

@vadergf

@w0rped-moss

@the-final-sif

@darkeninganon

I tagged 231 of my posts in 2022

Only 41% of my posts had no tags

#snake's rec feed - 27 posts

#lore - 19 posts

#snake rattle and roll - 15 posts

#fic - 15 posts

#snake's rec list - 11 posts

#dreamnap - 11 posts

#laugh rule - 8 posts

#fav - 6 posts

#ideas - 5 posts

#mcyt g/t - 5 posts

Longest Tag: 134 characters

#lmfao i'm just imagining either all the gods are super big and so c!dream is like...sitting on their laps just doodling and not paying

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Video Blogging RPF, Minecraft (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay | Dream/Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF) Characters: Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Karl Jacobs Additional Tags: First Meetings, Misunderstandings, Alternate Universe - Bakery, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Meet-Cute, Fluff and Humor, Fluff, DreNapWk2021_D1, Clay | Dream Being an Idiot (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap is So Whipped (Video Blogging RPF), Rivalry Summary:

Day 1: Meet-Cute

In the box were four neatly presented chocolate croissants. He had never seen anything more threatening.

The owner of the new patisserie across the street leaves a treat outside Dream’s bakery every week. This can only mean one thing: war.

5 notes - Posted May 7, 2022

#4

shoutout to roman for 1) being my only follower and 2) somehow finding 6 of my 22 tumblr blogs and following them wtf

6 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

#3

Hey do you guys wanna read fic that updates on average once every 5 days and has been ongoing since August? One that focuses on heavy themes of grief, found family, revolution, and overcoming trauma? One that currently has 97,788 words across 46 chapters? One where none of the creators (except Schlatt bc that seems like something he'd like) are irredeemable, and, honestly, even villans? One where Dream and Tommy are actual, genuine friends? One where SBI family is a thing? Where Puffy is Foolish and Dream's dad? Where Dream and Ranboo are half-brothers and therefore Endersmile??

Then you may like my fic, The Ties That Bind!

It's got karlnapity, puffy/niki, Emotional Trashfire Wilbur Soot, baby Fundy (coming soon), dteam family feels, velvet is there sometimes, Dad Bad, mind control curses, and the end of the world! Oh, and have I mentioned that they're all kings/queens/princes (some exclusions apply)??

And there's more!

Puffy and Phil are married (for political reasons only)

Through marriage Techno, Tommy, Wilbur, Dream, Foolish, and Ranboo are all brothers

I accidentally made past Sam/Puffy but its okay it was platonic

Niki is Trans! I love her

Technoblade is a nerd. Half of this fic he's literally just been reading and its great

Tommy is a smart kid!!!

There is a slight hint of lemur throughout the fic

George is pissed off!!! If you want to see Rabid George click the link!!

This is essentially a Sapnap sickfic

tbh its everyone whump no one is having a good time lol

esp not the dream team tho

HAPPY ENDING!!!

There is no smut at all. I cannot write that and I don't want to lmfao

Ender dragon Dream, Niki, and Ranboo! Yeah!

Some considerations before you start reading:

HEAVY mentions of child abuse, torture, and violence. This fic's main driving thing is mind control lol

A/B/O is a thing in this world but ONLY for like...5 characters and it is completely unrelated to romantic relationships. The A/B/O is just used for 1) mind control and 2) family dynamics.

(Sorry I'm over explaining but I know a/b/o is a turn off for a lot of people and I wanna let you know its different and only relevant in that they're literally bound together through platonic love!!! They care about each other your honor!! Also I wanted to give them telepathy)

If you want to read a fic with all of this, check out The Ties That Bind Today!!!

6 notes - Posted May 11, 2022

#2

/dsmp /rp

my favorite thing on earth is platonic dreamnap they're just so *clenches fist*

it was like a year ago but I read a post about quackity selling sapnap an "enderdragon" and quackity dropping a fucked up dream off at his door and then bouncing. The thing had stopped there but my brain hadn't

was it one of those where quackity knew it was wrong? one where he expected sapnap to agree with him? did he see dream as so subhuman that he didn't think twice about it? did he hear sapnap rant about how much he hated dream and assume that he would enjoy owning Dream and getting to do to him the same things Quackity had enjoyed?

and, if he didn't, if quackity knew that delivering dream like that would cause sapnap distress, to ruin anything he may have had left with his once-fiance, did he do it out of spite? had he had dream the whole time, broken and under his thumb, until his fight with sapnap escalated? and he begun to associate dream with sapnap, and dropped him off in a way to 1) get dream off his hands and 2) get back at sapnap?

How would sapnap react? Would it be anger? would he chase quackity? would he bring dream inside and try to help, only learning more and more howbad a shape dream was in? Would quackity lie and say dream had chosen this, or it was sam's idea? Would sapnap buy it? would there be some part of him that was happy?

I dunno man my brain just keeps going

18 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

George's Desk Light

Vauge Hollow Knight au in that Dream is a lumifly. Nothing else is really specified lol

Trigger warning for dehumanization and objectification, as well as a sprinkle of neglect. This is my first writing I'm posting directly on tumblr so please be kind >.<

George loved his desk light.

It was just an object, one Quackity had given him for his birthday, but it was so perfect that he loved it.

It was a little glass jar, not ornately carved. For all he could tell, Quackity may have made it out of an old jelly jar. The top was covered in a thin metal lid that had two latches on either side. Holes were poked through, allowing the small lumifly hybrid to breathe. One in the center was larger than the others, allowing George to drop food flakes every few days to keep the hybrid alive. For a while it had begged, asking for food more often, but Quackity had warned him that this one was particularly gluttonous, and that if he fed it more than every other day that it would become sick. So, for the sake of the lumify, he ignored the small cries. They stopped eventually, anyways. 

Turning the lantern off and on was pretty simple, considering its power was near limitless. Lumiflies created their light through flight. George’s hybrid, however, would often just curl up in the bottom of the jar, sleeping or shaking. Quackity had found a solution, however. On the outside of the jar there was a small chain. On one end it was connected to a small collar around the lumify’s neck. The other had something akin to a clamp, one big enough it wouldn’t fall through the hole in the lid and get stuck. On the side of the jar a small peg had been attached. Whenever George wanted to turn the lantern on, all he would have to do is tug the chain and attach it to the peg. The chain was short enough that, once attached, the lumifly would not be able to touch the ground without choking itself. This meant that as long as the clamp was attached, the lumifly would have to fly and therefore create light. 

The chain doubled as a way to keep the lumifly contained. If George decided to change the glass, all he would need to do is affix a peg to the side and keep ahold of the little chain to place the lumifly in its new home. Sapnap had given him an ornate bottle a few days ago, one that had originally stored alcohol. George had started preparing it, just waiting for the glue to set. He’d tried to clean it out as best he could, but he figured the scent would probably last a long time. He asked Quackity, and the man said that it would be fine, that lumiflies were resistant to any fumes in the air. 

He sat at his desk, smiling as he read his book. Beside him, the lumifly fluttered, pretty and graceful in the center of the jar. Sometimes, George could swear the other was watching along, but that was silly. Lumiflies bred for captivity never learned how to read, only wild ones. And Quackity wouldn’t be the type to steal a lumifly from its home. 

George hummed, turning the page. 

Maybe he should find a couple picture books at the library. The lumifly would probably enjoy looking at the pictures. 

George loved his desk light. 

35 notes - Posted May 6, 2022

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