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free-my-boy-grumbot · 2 years

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everyone. mutuals. followers. people.

i regret to announce that i have written

a fanfic

#yeah #it’s nothing special but i think some of y’all will enjoy it #technoblade #c!techno #c!technoblade #c!techo x reader #gn!reader #gender neuteral reader #self insert #angsty fluff???#is that a thing that exists???#dream smp #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader

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beeindaclouds · 2 years

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Dsmp x reader reactions to reader being interrupted when talking about something they’re passionate about?:))

Hallo, thanks for requesting!

Tw: caps

YOU, ANON, READ MY MIND. I was just thinking about writing something like this actually haha

Hope you enjoy <3

DSMP react to you being interrupted when talking

Includes: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Wilbur Soot, C!Philza, C!Technoblade, Nihachu, Eret, Punz, FoolishGamers, Awesamdude, C!Slimecicle, Aimsey

Click Here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Ok, so

Dream, Sapnap, Skeppy and Punz seem like the ones who would either glare at who interrupted you or like call them out for not letting you talk; their anger comes through more then the others

George, Bad, Karl and Charlie don't want to make such a big scene, so they'll just sit close to you and let you continue

Quackity, Wilbur, Phil, Techno and Eret will confidently tell whoever interupted you to shut up and let you continue, because it was disrespectful. Will put who interupted you in their place in they have to

Niki, Aimsey, Foolish and Sam aren't confrontational people, but they'll speak up for you when they have to. So they'll kindly tell everyone that you weren't done

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rapid-looser · 2 years

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Leverage.

C!technoblade x gn!reader

a/n: this is inspired by the song 'Woe To The People Of Order', Cami-Cat's cover. Requests are still open, I'm just lacking motivation right now.

Can be read as Romantic or Platonic

Pronouns: They/Them

Request: Yes/No

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Technoblade found it odd when you weren't in your house, which was located about 500 blocks from his. You had promised him you'd help him with planting a new bunch of potatoes in his third garden. So he searched in your armour room, which you would be sometimes, usually making new armour just incase a war broke out. You were quite advanced in armoury, as you had been taught at a young age. That was one of the main reasons you were sought out to join the syndicate. Not only that, but your neutral opinion on governments. As long as you were left in peace, you wouldn't take down a government, but if said government disturbed your peaceful life, you'd help in some way to bring it down. At first, Technoblade wouldn't talk to you unless it involved anything about armour or tools. But over time, he slowly started trusting you and taking to you more, as well as asking you to help him with his garden. After about 7 months, he considered you a friend. He couldn't find you anywhere in your house, but as he went into your kitchen, he found a note on your table. "If your trying to find [name], their with me. And unless you come to Las Nevadas for a rematch, they'll loose all their canon lives. Make your choice Technoblade, because i won't wait forever. -Quackity".

As he neared the end of the note, the voices began demanding Quackity's head, While some of the other voices were worried for your well-being. As he finished reading the note, more of the voices started demanding Quackity's head. The louder the voices grew, the harder he found it to control his anger. Yes he retired, but quackity had taking someone that he shown compassion to. He placed the note down and started making his way back to his house. Once he arrived, he opened his ender chest, and equipped his axe, grabbed a few potions of healing and regeneration and put on his armour. His door opened, and Phil stepped in. "Mate, where are you going?" He said as he neared his old friend, Technoblade. "Quackity wanted a rematch, and instead of asking straight up, he took [name], as leverage, I'm assuming." He replied, as he got up and walked towards the coat rack, where his coat and his mask were. "Mate, are you sure it isn't a trap? You settled your score with him last time. And he wouldn't risk loosing another life, would he?" Phil mumbled, more to himself then technoblade. "It doesn't matter if it's a trap or not Phil, he knows what leverage does to people, and he'd be the only one in the server that would ask for a rematch. If worse comes to worse, I'll ask you to come and help me." He spoke, after a few seconds. And with that, he got on Carl before Phil could reply to him, and rode towards the coordinates which was on the note.

Once he neared the coordinates, he stopped, and tied Carl up to a tree, out of site. He got his axe out, and walked the rest of the way to the coordinates. Once he arrived, he saw quackity with full netherite armour on, and you, with lava below you. "Let's just get to the point. If you drop all your armour, and weapons, I'll let [name] go, and they won't get harmed. If you don't, they get dropped into the lava below them." He said, once he saw technoblade. "After that, you'll return to the prison, and I'll let [name] leave entirely. Do not try any funny business, because I've got Sam waiting 700 blocks away, and he's got full netherite armour as well." He continued, not waiting for technoblade to reply to his last statement. "So you ask for a rematch, then you threaten to harm someone who has nothing to do with this? That's kinda lame don't you think?" He replied, sarcastically. A few seconds pasted, before he reached for his axe and Quackity in the shoulder. "Fuck- you've fucked up Technoblade." He said, while backing up from technoblade and drinking a potion of healing. "SAM, PULL THE LEVER" He yelled, while pulling out his sword. Not long after that, the cobblestone floor beneath you started to disappear and the lava started to become obvious underneath you. "Well fuck this isn't gonna end well" you said as you went towards the edge of the floor, ignoring the fighting that was happening around you.

Just as the floor was about to entirely disappear, someone threw you a totem or undying, which you caught in a matter of seconds. "You better hope that you die a quick death quackity, because I'll personally torture you to death if your dying to me." Technoblade said as he removed his axe from Quackity's throat, which has been there a few seconds prior. "Leave me be, and leave them as well. And if i see you one more time, you'll be killed for sure." He continued speaking, as he stood up entirely and put his axe away.

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#dsmp x reader #dsmp fic #technoblade x reader #c!techo x reader #c!technoblade x reader #dsmp techno #techno x you #techno x reader

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amyelevenn · 2 years

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lost cause

PARING: c!Technoblade x gn!reader

SUMMARY: Dream cashes in his favour to Techno - kill you.

WARNINGS: heavy angst, implied one sided love

A/N: one of my fave fics, hope you enjoy :))

1.2k words - M.LIST

Water sprinkled down from the greying atmosphere above, no bright blue skies in sight. There wasn’t an overwhelming amount of people out today, which was quite understandable given the light drizzle and absence of the sun. A gloomy day for a gloomy mission.

Today Dream had finally cashed in his favour to Technoblade. He had set a relatively easy mission for the piglin brute; Dream just needed Techno to take someone out for him.

The biggest issue Technoblade had was that it was you of all people. He – along with everyone else – hadn’t heard from you since you left and retired, and although he would never admit it, he was worried for you. the voices had managed to convince him you were already dead, but when Dream handed him your coords, he knew you may as well be.

Techno considered for a moment whether knocking on the door would be appropriate, considering he was here for your head after all. But before he could decide for himself, the door swung open.

There you stood, appearing rather dishevelled. You must’ve grown out your hair whether you noticed or not, but Techno knew it was longer than he had ever seen it. You had rather uncomplimentary dark circles dragging under your eyes, your usually fair complexion paler and sallow. You had seemingly lost some weight, skin clinging harshly to your muscles and bones.

The hybrid and his chat quickly decided that retirement was not a good look on you.

“Techno,” you say, appearing slightly out of breath, “what are you doing here?”

For a split second, the piglin felt… guilty? “I’m here to kill you.”

Your tired expression didn’t waver. “Ah,” you sigh, “that’s pretty sucky.”

Techno pulls his axe from his inventory, standing tall to appear as intimidating as possible. Chat are beginning to get riled up, excited for the upcoming bloodshed.

“Well, before you…y’know, would you like a cup of tea? Freshly brewed,” you offer.

Techno (and his chat) falter. Tea? They understood what we said, right?

“Eh, why not,” Techno replies.

You send him a soft smile, and scamper off to your kitchen. He lets himself in, closing the front door rather gently behind him. Putting his ‘Orphan Obliterator’ back in his inventory, he takes his damp cloak off and hangs it on the coat rack, then follows the sound of brewing through the house.

Within under a minute you are handing him a mug of steaming liquid, directing him towards the two comfiest chairs that face the wide window that overlooks the lake. You sit in the one beside the couch, leaving Techno to sit opposite to you and next to a crafting table.

Techno is about to ask what type of tea it is, but you stop him. “Mint,” you fondly smile, “I know it helps calm the voices. Plus it’s all I have.” He couldn’t help but notice the underlying gravel and hoarseness in you voice, it becoming rapidly apparent you hadn’t spoken this much in a long while.

“Thank you,” he mutters, taking his first sip.

“How’s your father? I haven’t spoken to him in a while,” you chuckle.

Techno doesn’t wish to talk about his father right now, but given that you are quite literally sitting in a room with your successor, he decides to indulge you. “Phil is doin’ alright,” Techno nods.

“Ah that’s good to hear. And your brothers? How are they?”

Techno snorts. “Dead and exiled.”

“Oh…” you reply, taken slightly aback. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be.”

“Well, I guess I’ll be joining one soon,” you dryly chuckle, a weak attempt at humour. Techno doesn’t laugh.

For a while you both sit and sip in silence, the only noise the calming patter of the steadily increasing rain.

Techno is halfway through his cup when you pipe up again. “Y’know, I have been in love with you for longer than I can remember,” you admit.

The brute stiffens, stunned at the sudden confession. A haunting idea dawned on him, but at the same time you spoke again. “You’re probably thinking that I’m telling this so you will spare my life-” that’s exactly what we think! “-but I promise I’m not. I… you don’t have to say anything. I just thought you should know.”

Technoblade nods in acknowledgement, but keeps his lips shut tight in fear of letting slip something he vowed no one would ever know.

The pair of you fall back into a partly-tense, partly-not silence. The rain is much heavier now, water lashing at the sealed window. You can hear the unforgiving winds whistling through the tree leaves, sure to leave a mess in its wake.

“Looks like a rainstorm,” the piglin mutters, distracted in the same way as you. Right then a loud crack of thunder echoes throughout the clearing and your home, which makes you smile gently.

“Thunderstorm,” you correct. He scoffs quietly at your comment. “Dream send you?”

“Yeah. How’d you know?”

You sigh quietly. “Dream came over yesterday- or a few days ago, I’ve lost track of time again- and told me to start counting down my days, because the blood god was coming for me.”

Techno hates the fact that the plain exhaustion and underlying hurt makes his heart ache. “If you knew why’d you ask?”

“I wanted you to decide how this was going to go. I also wanted to know if you were going to lie or be outright, like you were.”

He stares at you for a moment, unblinking, trying to decipher your expression. After a while he realises you aren’t lying, just simply wanting whatever he does. He pushes down the shame and regret, blocking out his emotions for the time being.

“How are the voices doing?”

“They’re fine,” Techno mumbles, not giving it any second thought.

“How are they now?”

He thinks for a moment, noticing their momentary dullness from both the tea and the violence of the raging storm. “Quiet.”

You hum softly, wrapping your arms around yourself for a bit of warmth.

Techno places his mug on the coffee table and shuffled to the fireplace, making quick work of lighting a radiating fire. Before you can thank him, he left the room to presumably grab his coat to dry in front of the fire. But when the front door squeaks open and slams shut, a part of you can’t help but feel sad now that the man you loved so deeply had left you yet again.

You don’t have the energy to get up and follow him, so you curl into yourself more. Your eyes begin to droop, but not before a single tears rolls down your cheek. Sleep washes over you before you can stop it, and you know you will be out for a while.

Techno comes back, saturated, an arms full of newly chopped wood at his disposal. He sets it next to the fireplace when he sees you resting in an uncomfortable position, and moves to lift you onto the couch. After he gently lays you down, he finds a thick blanket and covers your body, effectively stopping your fragile body dying from hypothermia.

He leaves a note for you when you wake, which simply reads:

Dream thinks you’re dead. Let’s keep it that way.

I’ll be back.

Take care of yourself.

-T

#technoblade x reader #technoblade #reader insert #x reader #gender neutral reader #angst #ameswrites #minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #one sided attraction

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listenheresweaty · 9 months

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MASTERLIST

image ain't mine

THIS BLOG WRITES FOR C!WILBUR BUT DOES NOT SUPPORT CC!WILL GOLD OR HIS ACTIONS.

if you want to read my works and avoid Wilbur content, here are your options:

(link to be added)

WHAT I WILL AND WON’T WRITE:

all content is SFW and usually with a gender neutral reader (I can’t think of anything I’ve written without a gn reader but idk there may be one)

*I accept xreader headcanon requests for Mandela Catalogue Characters: Mark, Cesar, Adam, Jonah. If any such are sent to me I’ll make a separate master list for them*

Dsmp:

C!Quackity (romantic or platonic)

c!technoblade (preferably platonic but I can add romantic undertones ig)

C!purpled (PLATONIC!!!!)

c!tommy (PLATONIC!!!!!)

c!wilbur (Lmanbur, Pogbur, limbobur, revivebur, utahbur)

Clinic!bur (supervillain siren)

Sirenbur (literal siren 🧜‍♀️)

Faebur

Passerinebur

vampirebur

Spook!bur (bur that is a ghost, not ghostbur from the DSMP)

cryptidbur

piratebur

wingedbur

if there are any more burs you’d like to add, let me know.

QPR’s for platonic characters are accepted, as long as they have no sexual or explicit romantic themes. I will NOT write: cc!wilbur, simpbur/incelbur, ghostbur, q!wilbur, c!dream, any NSFW content, pregnancy/parenthood (I might make small exceptions but I will be the judge of what I write— keep parenting stuff out of any asks you send me), yandere stuff, ongoing self harm or abuse (allusions to past experiences is okay but let’s be respectful).

ANON ASKS:

Limbobur general headcanons

Revivebur angst

MY WORKS:

That one revivebur thing that turned into a series:

Part one

Part two

Part Three

Part four

Part five (coming (?) soon (?))

Revivebur with a magma cube hybrid reader: part one, part two

Siren/Clinicbur x reader: coming soon!(?)

Dead as Disco (Revivebur x reader): here

Food For thought/ Chefbur au:

Part One

Part Two (kind of)

credit for the divider goes to @firefly-graphics

#masterlist #Fuck Wilbur soot #c!wilbur #c!wilbur soot x reader #Revivebur x reader #Mandela catalogue #faebur #sirenbur #siren x reader #clinicbur #clinic!wilbur #clinic!wilbur x reader #lmanbur x reader #revivedbur x reader #limbobur x reader #Faebur x reader #Fae Wilbur x reader #C!wilbur Beats the shit out of cc!wilbur behind a nandos

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glowstick-cafe · 1 year

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♡Main masterlist♡

Hello, I'm Glow, and welcome to my masterlist. Here is where you'll find the fandoms I write for. If there is a fandom you think I should write for, then send in an ask.

__________________________________________________

Haikyuu

My Hero Academia

Across The Spiderverse

Blue Lock - Coming Soon . . .

Genshin Impact - Coming Soon . . .

Alice in Borderland - Coming Soon . . .

Arcane - Coming Soon . . .

♡Old mcyt fics♡

Fight me|| Technoblade x gn!reader

A Dance with Death|| Technoblade x Grim Reaper!reader

Missing Halloween||c!Tommy x child!reader

Poisonous Touch||Quackity x Assassin!reader

Abandoned||SBI x hybrid!reader

Die for you||SBI x reader

Play Pretend||Karlnapity angst

#arcane x reader #aib x reader #alice in boderland x reader #blue lock x reader #haikyuu xreader #genshin x reader #genshin impact x reader #across the spiderverse x reader

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flumenlux · 16 days

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Hello! I'm Flumenlux [Basically Riverlight],

I'm a basic European gentleman with a passion for writing and most specifically fanfictions;I mostly write in English however if requested I could write in any language.

I write character x reader, character x character and if requested character x oc

I'm in the following fandoms:

Mcyt *(see the end of the post)

Sally Face

Undertale

Madness Combat

One Piece

Creepypasta

That's not my neighbor

Five Nights at Freddy's

Call of Duty

Etc.

You may refer to me as either Lux, Flumen or Flumenlux.

Strictly use He/Him or They/Them pronouns when referring to me

I only write Gn and Male Y/N, my apologies to the female aligning people who are willing to follow me.

I do not do NSFW, only slight smut.

*I do not support William Spencer Gold but I'm willing to write about C!Wilbur as I believe for them to be two different people. Wilbur is strictly fictional while William is a real, abusive, person.

Same goes for Technoblade, I will be writing about his character in his memory but not about Alex, as I find that it would be highly disrespectful due to his death.

#mcyt #about myself #male reader #introduction #gn reader

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blackloki · 2 years

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Down for It, Down for It

Summary: What you do in the dark night, full of promise.

Pairing: Dream, Sapnap, George, c!Technoblade, c!Philza, Quackity, & Karl Jacobs x gn!black!Reader

Warnings: cussing, fluff

A/N: Minors DNI, I don't want that smoke. I am making a part two for the women and children (and maybe for Eret, Punz, and Bad) later. My [x Reader] posts are always ND!Black!readers.

Now Playing: Down for It - Idman

Dream

Sitting on the kitchen counter eating grapes and talking about the duties of tomorrow.

"...two big streams this week." Clay popped a couple more grapes into his mouth, "I'm going to be very busy, bubs."

His face scrunched. The green grapes weren't too sour but as usual, Clay was weak (/j).

"Welp, it's not like I'm upset about it. This is your job and you are your own boss. However, you see fit to schedule things out will always be right."

"Thank you." Clay snagged a couple more grapes, "I appreciate that."

"Yup."

"..."

"So much more money to spend on strippers, you know?"

"...WHAT?"

Sapnap

Eating snacks in the dark quietly. Sometimes humming a tune.

George

Pillow Talk & Cuddles

c!Philza

Replenish your social batteries.

c!Technoblade

Work on your own projects together under the moon.

When you came to, your hand hurt. In your lap was a wall tapestry that your hands were busy decorating with iron detailings.

"I'm going to the farms for copper, need anything?"

Subconsciously you knew, "Can you get me iron, emeralds, a bit of pink dye, and is Tom's inside yet?"

Techno slipped his cape on. His shoulders looked so broad in the silk that they gave you gender envy. In fact he nailed a precisely adrogynous style and you swear he did it to make you jealous.

"Tommy has been in front of the fire for three hours."

"Oh. Well that's all I need." You turned to your left, where the fireplace breathed, "Tommy?"

The young boy didn't move, probably asleep. You sighed and stood from your spot on the couch.

"I should be back in 45 minutes." Techno waved his farewell and left quickly.

As soon as he did, you tipped over to Tommy, "Toms.. bud... sweetheart?.. I need you to get up, doll."

It took a couple shakes before Tommy opened his eyes. He sat up slowly and you led him to get in bed. As he curled up in his little bed-cocoon, you laid a brand new, plush mooshroom next to Henry and blew out the lights.

Karl Jacobs

Quietly play cards together. Chaos ensues.

"Motherfucking cheater!"

"You just suck at Uno."

"Oh yeah, I believe the one hoarding trapcards."

"Well yeah you just throw them away."

"THEY'RE WORTH POINTS, KARLLIAM."

Karl shook his head, placing yet another Draw 2 card on the pile, "I wouldn't know."

"KARL!"

Quackity

Crying from laughing at both of your nonsensical additions to the conversation that should've died out an hour ago.

Alex's cheeks were wet and shiny. They hurt and so did his stomach and throat.

#dsmp #dsmp x reader #dream x y/n #sapnap x y/n #georgenotfound x y/n #technoblade x y/n #philza x y/n #quackity x y/n #karl jacobs x y/n #punz x y/n

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noki-is-soup · 2 years

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Hello! It’s me again!

For a c!Dream request, how about him promising to never manipulate or hurt the reader, but then doing it accidentally? Angst with a little bit of fluff, maybe?

— 🍋

“You Said I Could Trust You?”

Warning(s): Angst, Blood, Trust Issues, DSMP AU, Manipulation, Trust-Breaking, Cuts

Pairing(s): c!Dream x gn!Reader

Word Count: 616 words

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Dream burst through the door of the small house you two shared. Once you saw the condition of your boyfriend, you were quick to grab the medical bag.

He grabbed your hand and pulled you out of the house. You never asked questions, knowing that Dream would never hurt you on purpose. He wiped his cheek, smearing the blood that was dripping off his cheek.

He brought you to a secluded area in the forest between Las Nevadas and Kinoko Kingdom. When you came to a full stop, he fell into your arms, holding you tightly.

You held him back, kissing the temple of his head. He wiped away tears before they could fall.

“What happened, Dream?” You ask, sitting down on the moss-covered ground. Dream suddenly stiffened, shaking in your arms.

“Don’t call me that. Call me anything but that. I can’t hear that right now. Please.” His voice broke as he talked, still shaking.

“I’m sorry, love. What happened, hunny?” You run your hand through his disheveled hair, while the other opens the medical kit.

“You’ll be mad. Can I tell you later?” Dream looked up at you from your chest.

“Promise to tell me?” You held up your pinkie, hooking yours with his.

“Promise.”

“Let’s get you cleaned up, baby.” He nodded and sat up. You cradled his head with one of your hands, while using the other to clean the drying puddle of blood on his face with a cloth rag.

You kissed the tip of his nose when you were finished, taking the faraway look in his eye so he could look at you.

“Do you have any cuts?” Dream responded by lifting his hoodie, revealing the black polyester cut off to his skin and muscles. There was a long cut that started at his shoulder and ended at his elbow.

“I’m gonna disinfect it, okay?” When you placed the wipe on his shoulder, he bit down on his bottom lip hard. He hissed in pain, tensing his muscles. You leaned in for a kiss to distract him, smiling when he kissed back, seemingly not realizing you were cleaning his arm.

— — — — — —

“Can you tell me now what happened?” You asked, looking over at the man who was staring up at the starry sky.

“Promise you’ll still love me?” He sighed, holding your hand tightly.

“Of course.”

“I killed Tommy. He’s gone,” he muttered, popping his knuckles.

“Oh, that��s okay! That doesn’t effe-“

“When Techno confronted me, I blamed it on you.” He looked down, knowing you were about to freak out.

“You used me as a pawn? You promised you would never use me in your silly little mind games! The one thing you promised me?” You stood up, throwing his hoodie off of you.

“It slipped out! He would’ve killed me! You should understand that more than anybody!”

“So, he knows about me now and he’s after me, I’m assuming?”

“Yeah. I guess.”

“Dream! Fuck you. Fuck you and your stupid lies!” You started to storm away until you both heard a booming voice from the treetops.

“You killed my brother, [y/n]. I hope you like TNT.” Technoblade dropped TNT next to you. You were frozen in place, unable to move from fear. You saw your life flash before your eyes, knowing you were dead.

You didn’t feel the floaty pain you felt the last time you died though. You felt yourself being pushed over onto the ground.

You opened your eyes to see you pressed to Dream’s chest. Techno had fled the scene, leaving you two alone.

“Dream-“

“Shh, baby.”

“I’m so sorry.” You held his shoulders tightly, kissing him.

“Don’t apologize. I just love you so much.”

#mcyt #fanfic #fanfiction #mcyt x reader #mcytblr #minecraft youtubers #🍋:anon:#dsmp x reader #dreamwastaken x y/n #dreamwastaken x you #dreamwastaken x reader #dream x y/n #dream x reader #dsmp x y/n #dream smp #dsmp #dreamwastaken #Dream #noki:blushed:

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aike-pandas · 2 years

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Hi, I’m guessing requests are open? If so, can you write about c!Techno slowly becoming best friends with the Reader (considering he invited her to the Syndicate without knowing much about her, just that she was “wise and strong” and stuff, so they weren’t close at all beforehand)? [Platonic :D] [also sorry if its too specific haha]

Sweet! Of course I'll do it <3 also don't worry sweetheart it isn't too specific ^^

Slowly melting like gold

[Technoblade x GN!Reader] → Platonic.

*Friendly reminder this is with their Minecraft personas! I don't write about CCs.

Read rules before requesting~°♪

Note: No pronouns used. GN reader.

Although he was indeed the reason you met and joined The Syndicate, he didn't know pretty much anything about you. He did saw that you were closer to Phil and Ranboo though, so he got interested on you. Plus, he saw you carrying Tommy and Tubbo once —you were trying to stop them of making chaos— so he had to try and test your force too.

That's what he told Phil at least, but in pure honesty, he had no clue why did he wanted to meet you more.

But Phil encouraged him to friend you, so... Let's see intent number one:

He walked down to your location; The Greater DreamSMP. You were looking from far away at Ponk and Foolish talking, something seemed apparently wrong, and didn't notice the "tall" (has to use platforms to reach 6ft tall) reaching out to you.

“Y/n.”, he called you out, making you slightly jump in your place. “Oh! Hi Techno”, you smiled at him, getting up from the stone walls you were sitting on. “What brings you here, "Mr.Blade"?” you asked with a grin on your face. He couldn't help but chuckle a bit when he heard the nickname you called him for. “Nothing extraordinary, just wanted to pass by.” he shrugged it off. You titled your head, humming with curiosity. “Only that?” you asked, not believing that the pig man would have gone out from his comfort zone to be in a place full of drama. “I mean, yes, why else would I be here?”. He regretted his words as soon as they came out of his tongue. He could see your bad-hided pain from his words. “I see, well, I gotta go Techno, nice to talk to you.” Techno wanted to hit himself in that moment, but he panicked.

Well, that one didn't work. He refused to get out of his house until he had a good plan to friend you. Phil watched him, shaking his head in disbelief. If only Techno knew it was easy for him to friend you.

But oh well, let's not throw his work down. Time for intent number two!

He was decided this time, you had accepted meeting him in the Syndicate room.

He couldn't lie, he was nervous even though he didn't show it. He was terrible with words (even of he had an English mayor), but he had make some friends still, why was so hard to have you as a friend?

He saw the door open itself, letting show your figure trough it. You smiled at the pig man in front of you. “Hello there, Techno”, you greeted him, sitting on your chair. “Hello.” he greeted back, mimicking your action.

Silence fell awkwardly between you two for a couple seconds, until you decided to break the tension. “So, Techno, why did you decide to meet me here?” you played with the little flower on the table, waiting for the anarchist's answer.

Techno, however, didn't really expect the question. And now he was more nervous to be there with you. Why was it so frustratingly hard? He did try, but now he wasn't sure.

“I... Um...” he sighed as the words wouldn't come out of his mouth. “Tech? You're alright?” you questioned him, truly worried about his strange behaviour.

“'m fine...” he mumbled under his breath, not really trying for you to hear. “It's just... Harder than what I thought.”, “What exactly?”.

You saw his black pig eyes dodge your view. He couldn't really look directly at you in that moment. “...Just wanted to friend you...” he whispered, but it was loud enough for you to hear. You smiled at him, “so that's what everything was about?” you chuckled at his expression, you really didn't expect for the blood god to be this sweet.

“Awe, Techno” you cooed happily. “I thought you would write a letter for his those of things since you are not good with words when you have to talk face to face.”

He turned slightly red in embarrassment. “Shut.” which only made you chuckle. “I do want to be friends with you btw”, your words only made him look at you with shiny eyes.

Guess third time didn't have to be the charm this time.

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× Hope you liked it! Feel free to request anything you want as long as it follows the rules!

#dreamsmp #technoblade x reader #dsmp techno #technoblade

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beeindaclouds · 1 year

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Hello bee! Can you do a Mentor C! Technoblade x student reader? We're like kanao from demon slayer maybe kanao backstory too? If you don't know kanao it's alright! Love your writing bee! Keep up the good work and don't forget about your health! <3

-💮 anon

Hallo 💮 anon! Another Demon Slayer request I see 👀

I've actually been watching Demon Slayer again so, good timing haha

Hope you enjoy <3

C!Technoblade as your menthor

Click here before requesting, please ^^

Reader: GN - They/Them

Techno had found you during your lowest

You had just been sold by your parents, and now moving from village to village in order to be sold to some other person

The piglin just so happen to have seen you, rope around the waist, while a man dragged you to your next destination

Phil, who was also with him that day, had noticed you too. It took one look at Techno, and he already knew what he had to do

The crow hybrid went out to the man, gave him the money that he needed and took you home with them

You were tretaed very well there, but it took a lot of patience since you knew almost nothing

Phil took the time to teach you how to speak and write, how to take care of yourself and sometimes also how to cook

While Techno taught you how to fight

From the day you joined their family, you had become so attached to the piglin

You later grew up to be a wonderful fighter. Always ready for anything and strong enough to overcome any obstacle

He was kind and strong, and you wished to become like him, so Techno took you under your wing

Obviously training with the Blood God himself wasn't easy

He was strict and seeked out perfection, he didn't pull punches nor wver went easy on you

But you were glad he did

And you had you mentor, Technoblade, to thank for

#dreamsmp #dsmp #mcyt #dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #technoblade x reader #technobladeblurb #beeblurbs

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mcyt-peach · 2 years

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Hi!

Literally I love your work so much! It's so good.😊

If this could be like a friends but also don't know thing that's be cool?

I wanted to ask for a really touch/affection starved reader, gender neutral maybe? And maybe they're like touch avoidant because they don't want to be vulnerable.

And they get hurt or something, and techno gets all worried and cradles their face, and they start crying? Maybe getting together?

If this is too specific or something is off with your boundaries let me know:)

king midas

·˚ * summary: it’s hard to ask for affection when you haven’t felt it in years, it’s even harder when the person you want affection for is the axe-wielding blood god

·˚ * pairing: c!techno x gn!reader

·˚ * warnings: reader uses they/them pronouns, mentions to injury, storms, mentions of abandonment

·˚ * word count: 729

·˚ * genre: fluff, romantic, hurt/comfort

·˚ * note: nonnie this is a perfect prompt for techno I can just imagine him and reader wanting to get closer but both being too hesitant to ruin what they have, I hope you like this!!

Life in the tundra seems cold and bleak to the average viewer. And for the most part, they’re right. Living in an icy wasteland generally consisted of desperately trying to keep your fire going and scarfing down whatever food managed to grow through the snow.

Connections were everything here. Survival comes down to who’s willing to hand over their extra supplies when times get tough. Luckily enough for you, your neighbor was the best connection anyone could have.

The famous, or infamous, Technoblade made his home about half a mile from yours a year ago. Your early days as neighbors were spent in silence, with Techno too withdrawn to speak and you too intimidated to approach him.

The arrival of his winged companion was where your friendship began, the older male sticking through the first few awkward encounters until the two of you were more relaxed. Over time, you both learned to lean on each other, despite the reserved nature of most who live in the tundra.

That was the whole reason you had traveled here in the first place. One too many betrayals left you believing a life of solitude would be better for your heart than being open with someone again. The scars you had managed to see peeking from Techno’s loose shirts told you he felt the same.

Still, you had managed to become decently comfortable around each other. Meaning, you sat on opposite sides of the room during your visits and avoided the brush of his fingers when he passed you a warm drink at all costs.

Touch meant connection. Meant relying on someone who could turn their back on you at the drop of a hat. Which is probably why you had headed out on a supply run just as a storm was beginning to brew. Hoping to harvest some wood for your fireplace and projects, you had set off without telling your neighbor, leaving him in a state of panic when he found your home empty.

Steve, his trusty polar bear, was equally worried, going so far as to break his teather and follow your faint scent through the harsh weather. He wanted to follow the beast, every voice in his head screamed at him to run into the forest and find you, but he couldn’t help you if he died in a storm.

So he waited. He waited and chopped wood and made lunch and watched the sun set behind the trees and the typical cold darkness swept across the landscape. He had stopped pacing around his cabin when the fire began to die and was halfway through stoking the flames when he heard a scratching at his door.

The wood creaked at the hinges with the force of him opening it. There you were, clinging onto Steve’s back, nearly blue and covered in frost. You were hoisted into Techno’s arms before you could protest, carried to the fireplace to warm up as Steve stalked inside.

You could barely move, muscles too stiff with cold and Techno’s arms wrapped too tightly around you. This was everything you wanted to avoid. The vulnerability. The weakness that came with whatever you and Techno felt for each other.

“Don’t,” The fire almost overpowers his voice, softer than it’s ever been. “Don’t scare me like that.” His grip tightens imperceptibly, willing you closer until your wet clothes start soaking into him. It’s jumbled and strange and your arm hurts from the angle it’s at and his neck must be aching from the way he’s craning it. Still, you don’t dare to move.

Eventually, he does, if only to turn your body so he can scoop your face up in his palms. His eyes are scanning your skin, lingering on your frozen lashes and bright red ears. “Are you alright?”

You want to say yes. You want to ignore the burning sensation under your skin after being so cold for so long. You want to calm him, to take away the pained pinch of his brows. But you can’t. All you can do is let your lip wobble and fat, warm tears streak down your face.

The press of his forehead against yours is warmer than any fireplace. It doesn’t steady your breath or keep you from periodically sniffling. But it’s there. He’s there. And every frost ridden bone in your body hopes it’ll stay that way.

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rapid-looser · 2 years

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Burnt Fairytale.

C!Technoblade x gn! Reader

a/n: I'm trying to post daily, have fun reading this one technoblade simps!

Pronouns: none (you/yours used)

Requested?: Yes/No

Living with technoblade was a mix of joy and pain. When he started retirement, it seemed like a fairytale. Everyday waking up with him, spending late nights in relaxing silence, cooking together, it really seemed like nothing could go wrong..that was until he got sent to prison. You were you getting supplies the nether when he got taken away, when you goy back no more than 2 days had past. The first thing you saw when you arrived back in the tundra was Philza pacing around the house you and technoblade shared. Not far from him, Steve was trying to get off the rope that Philza tied him to. Once you approached the two and put your bag full of supplies down, Philza explained that Techno had been sent to prison. You were shocked to say the least. After that, the cold nights began. Philza was always busy trying to figure out the right time to get him out, Steve was only eating every few days, He never left the fireplace, which is where technoblade use to pat him while he read his book. A lot of the times you would sit near Steve, trying to comfort the upset Polar bear. Some nights you would cry, maybe out of frustration, maybe out of sadness, maybe you just missed technoblade. Niki was there to comfort you sometimes, she didn't speak much, she'd just let you cry into her shoulder. Ranboo was mostly helping Philza, since the warden was often checking up on both Dream and Technoblade, it was hard to figure out an exact time where the warden wouldn't be alerted. After 2 months, the pain of technoblades non-existent presence became similar to a cold burn. But the hope of him getting out soon was still there, well at lease for you.

Time seemed to go by endlessly, like there were no hours, no days, nothing. You started sleeping more and for longer periods of time. So when you were awoken from your seemingly endless sleep by Steve going feral, you thought someone broke into the house, someone like quackity. When you raced down the stairs to see your lover, technoblade standing at the door, bruised, hair matted and looking similar to a zombie, you thought you were dreaming. Why wouldn't you? He was still gone last time you were awake right? You weren't sure for a few minutes but when he dropped his sword, it confirmed that you weren't dreaming. He was finally back but at what cost? That didn't matter right now, the only thing that was said inbetween you two was "I told you I'd be back, didn't i?", He was referring to a letter he left you when you arrived back at the house. He was out at last and no-one was hurt, but then why did philza and niki who were behind him look like they were about to break down?

#techno x reader #technoblade x reader #technoblade #dsmp techno #dsmp x reader #techno x you #dsmp fic #dsmpblr

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sano-thesnail · 2 years

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Sour patch kids

C!benchtrio x gn!reader

Takes place during Pogtopia arc

“They’re the Sourpatch kids”

That’s yours guys’s nickname

You, Tommy, Ranboo, and Tubbo. You four where known as the sour patch kids around the SMP, where ever you four walked, chaos followed.

During Pogtopia you four where closer than ever, well- more like three. Ranboo never liked the idea of choosing sides, he chose people over everything so getting him to stick with you guys in the Ravine was troubling, but that wouldn’t stop the frequent visits that would last hours! Hell even some days!

It was a gloomy day, the clouds gloomed blocking the sun and instead shown rain, this was also one of the days The Beloved Ranboo stayed in the Ravine causing chaos with the other three children- well more like Tommy and Y/n who would cause chaos, sometimes Tubbo would join.

Luckily no one was needed in Shlatts office, that ment pure preparation. And by that I mean, Potato farming, Weapon creation, and Armour creation.

“Smell ya later losers!” Tubbo shouted at the chasing three “Who the fuck says that anymore?!” Y/n retorted with a confused glare, They where the most chill of the group, the kinda ‘I just go with the flow but know where to have my input’ kinda person, but even though they where pretty chill it didn’t stop the pure chaos the held.

Currently the four of them + Techno where sent out to collect “Blazerods, Netherite, and enderpearls.” Ranboo called out reading the list Niki and Wilbur wrote down.

Technoblade had eventually left the four to fend for themselves as their troublesome cause one-to-many headaches, so he left them like any other good ‘big brother’ would.

“Let’s get the Blazerods first, Techno said he’d handle the Netherite.” Tubbo called gathering collective nods to his statement, and with that the four headed to the Fortress to achieve their first item.

“WAAH THAT WAS TOO CLOSE” Tommy screamed to the fire that was just inches away from burning him, Y/n ran in ad they sliced down hitting the blaze perfectly to achieve 2 blaze rods, “That’s 17” the Monotonly mumbled throwing the rods to Ranboo who held them collectively.

Tubbo was quick to double back slicing one Blaze upward and moving on to another which was readying a fireball towards him, luckily Y/n was there to save him, shoving their Enchanted Netherite sword into the blaze, cutting off the attack that was about to commence. “21.” Y/n Smiled

Now collecting pearls wasn’t much easier

Especially when you have a Enderman with you.

Luckily you four ran into Technoblade who was just moving onto another area, Tommy explained to him on how they need to abandon Ranboo to slay endermen. Techno was ok with taking the Hybrid with him aslong was no trouble followed. And with that it was just you with Tommy and Tubbo.

A small one block indent was made into the ground, with a hovering roof, of course a gap to attract enderman, this was perfect cause you could attract and kill! Perfect- well that’s how it WAS supposed to be, until you got into a little predicament

“This was smart Tommy!” Tubbo complimented Tommy’s plan to kill the endermen “I know.” He simply replied with a smug smirk “I don’t know if I should let you be a Narcissistic bitch or make you shut up..” Y/n dead panned “HEY DONT CALL BE THAT BITCH!” Tommy yelled earning a annoyed eye roll.

“I’m gonna go attract more endermen” You called crawling out of the trench.

Wandering around trying to find the Purple eyed monsters, you more or less met eyes with a boar, well- a Hoglin.. In to which it hated people who didn’t wear the signature gold armour, and to your distaste no gold was found on your figure, a loud roar was heard from the beast catching the attention of the to boys who where fighting over the stupidest shit.

“Fuuuuck mee..” you mumbled before the Hoglin came charging at you with an astonishing speed catching your dodge and smashing you up against a tree. That didn’t block your agitated sound as you felt a rough a sharp pain enter your abdomen and a Metallic taste filled your mouth, now when I mentioned the two boys they recognized the loud roar the erupted the beast

So now wandering through the forest- more like running they found your- hurt- fragile state as for some reason the boat left you to die “Y/n!” Tommy and Tubbo shouted picking you up to hold you up, your arms instinctively wrapped around their shoulders as you greeted your friends.

“OMG Y/N ARE YOU OK WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU HURT!?” Niki screamed when she saw you limping with your S/c arms wrapped around your best friends shoulders.

“Yeah.- just took a little hit- nothing much..” you laughed as you tried to ignore the constant stabbing pain that you felt everytime you spoke up. You where put down on a seat with Wilbur coming to you, handing Niki medical bag, she was quick to check your wounds as the other three kids surrounded you with worry repelling off of them.

“…guys don’t worry. It’s just a scratch.”

“BITCH YOU GOT STABBED”

“I was worried, Y/n!”

“Watching you get back with a wound worries me Y/n..”

“They really are the Sour Patch kids.”

Sorry it’s actually so shitty and messy, I haven’t wrote anything in along time lmao..

#dsmp fanfic #dsmp x reader #dsmp ranboo #ranboo #tommyinnit #sbi #tubbo my beloved #reader insert

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amyelevenn · 2 years

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agglutinant

PAIRING; c!TommyInnit x gn!reader

SUMMARY; request - C!Tommy being clingy :)

WARNINGS; none , maybe swearing

A/N; amazing request !! i love it!! Platonic with a capital P!!!

1.1k words - M.LIST

“Stupid villager, trying to scam me,” you grumble, trudging through the muddy forest. “I can’t believe it. absolutely ripped off I say.”

Your mindless mockery only worsens your mood, which doesn’t improve when rain begins to gently patter on the overhead spruce canopy. A few drops occasionally land on you, agitating you even further.

Groaning when the trees thin out, you realise you are going to have to walk in the pouring rain with only a thin cloak to prevent the weather. As you take your first few steps out into the wintery breeze, you notice a figure in the distance, ploughing across the field in front of you.

The first thing you notice is how much they stand out against the surrounding environment – tall and lanky, pale skin and light clothes don’t tend to mix with the dark palette of the scenery beyond.

It doesn’t take you long to realise who the mystery person really is. You knew from the way he walked alone that it was none other than Tommy fucking Innit.

“Tommy!” you cry, running to catch up to him. You watch as he spins around, desperately searching for the source calling him, only to relax when he sees you coming up to him.

“Big Man! What the hell are you doing out here in a storm?” he asks when you approach his side.

“Could ask you the same!” you chuckle, absentmindedly beginning to direct him towards your place. You can’t help but notice his lack of clothes, and the way he is shaking from the cold. “You must be freezing man, take my cloak,” you offer, already taking it off and clipping it around his shoulders before he could protest. He mumbles a quiet thank you, pulling it tight around himself.

“Where are you headed, Toms?”

“Uh- I was planning on going to Techno’s but I think I’m a bit lost,” he grimaces.

“Technoblade’s?! Are you kidding?!” you cry, almost finding humour in his suggestion. Tommy appears slightly offended. “After you betrayed him? Nah dude, he’ll just kick you out. I can’t have that, so you are coming home with me.”

“Really?” his face lights up, despite the exhaustion and starvation gnawing at his insides.

“Yeah, let’s go. It’s not too far from here.”

You don’t take notice when Tommy picks up your hand as you lead him across the field. To him, it’s something that manages to comfort him immensely. Something that proves to him that you are real this is really happening.

The pair of you quickly scurry down the path to your house and out of the pouring rain, happily greeted by a warm fire roaring in the fireplace. A comforting calmness spreads through you relaxing your muscles, washing away all your previous worries. For a moment you soak in the serenity, but your peace is quickly interrupted by Tommy pushing passed you to heat up by the flames.

You smile softly at his antics, deciding it best to make you both a soothing cup of tea.

Well, a normal drink for you, a drink laced with a few health potions for him.

You felt bad for the kid. The poor thing was skin and bone with unusually dead eyes. He needed to get some meat back on him, but you knew better than to give him loads of food all at once.

You come back into the living room to find him digging through your chests, hungry eyes clearly set on a target.

“Ahem,” you clear your throat, “something I can help you with?”

Tommy freezes like a deer in headlights, which can’t help but make you laugh.

“Here,” you chuckle, passing him his tea and sitting on the floor by the fire. He hesitates for a moment, but when you pat the soft rug next to you, he is by your side within seconds. His whole right is pressed against your left, his arm even wrapped snug around yours. You don’t bother to suppress the smile that lines your face.

“So, what brings you to the middle of nowhere,” you snicker, taking a big sip of your tea.

“Er…” he mutters something further, but it was too quiet for you to pick up.

“Speak up, mate.”

For a split second, Tommy can’t help but be reminded of his father. Ouch.

“Uh- well… alright, look, you haven’t been around for a while right?”

“…right. Where is this going?”

“You see,” he huffs. “The last thing you were around for was fuckin’ Schlatt winning the L’manburg election, right?”

You nod.

He begins to ramble on about every event that had happened since your retirement, squeezing your arm when he mentions the festival, pogtopia, his brothers, and squeezes especially hard when November the 16th joined the conversation.

Unlucky for you, the kid fell asleep halfway through his story, leaving you with zero answers. You couldn’t bring yourself to care, with the way he was snuggled up to your side. It made your heart melt to think that he probably hadn’t been this close to someone in years. Hell, his whole life.

The fire was beginning to die out, and your arm had pins and needles shooting up its nerves. It was time for you to move Tommy into your bed so he could get a proper night’s sleep for the first time in what could be months, but you just couldn’t budge him for the life of you. he was just so cute and relaxed when he slept, and you didn’t have it in you to be the one to ruin it.

It was actually Tommy who woke himself up. His own snores jolted him awake, but he soon began to claim he was never asleep at all. His arrogance made you laugh, something he had always managed to do, and my gosh was he ecstatic to know he was the reason he made you happy.

You help him stand and guide him over to your room, setting him on the edge of the bed.

“Toms, eat this then I promise you can go back to sleep,” you grin, handing him a golden apple from your ender chest.

He gives it no second thought as he devours the thing whole, making quick work of it. before you can register what he is doing, he pulls you to the top of the bed and cuddles into your chest.

“Promise me you will stay with me and be here when I wake up,” he whispers, slightly muffled. You could practically hear the exhaustion seeping from his voice.

“Of course, I promise.”

“Promise me you won’t hurt me.” Those few words alone were more than enough to hurt your soul. The soft, heart-aching tone he used? Enough to shatter any caring person’s heart.

“I promise I would never, Toms,” you whisper, kissing the top of his head gently.

“Good,” he sighs, tightening his grip around you.

“Get some sleep, Theseus.”

#tommyinnit #dream smp #dsmp #x reader #reader insert #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x sibling reader #platonic #gender neutral #angst #drabble #oneshot #ameswrites #minecraft

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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˜”*°• 500 Followers Event•°*”˜

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Thank you all so much for 500 followers! It means so much to me <3

. . . . . ╰──╮RULΣS╭──╯ . . . . .

You must choose one prompt from the list below and a CC!/C!/Anime Character I write for!

State the readers' pronouns/gender and if it's Romantic or Platonic! If not stated it will automatically be They/Them and Platonic!

State who is ‘Person A’ and who is ‘Person B’!

I will also only be doing 3 CC!/C!/Anime Characters for each prompt!

Please read my Requesting Rules before requesting so you know my boundaries!

Remember that I will most likely take a while to get these done as I am in a prominent writers' block and get random bursts of motivation that end randomly!

Let's get into the Prompts!

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Person a comes back home to see the mess Person b made in the kitchen trying to cook for them.

CC!Wilbur [person b] x Gn!Reader [person a]

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Person b brushes a thumb over Person a's cheek.

CC!Wilbur [person b] x Gn!Reader [person a]

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Person a woke up in the middle of the night to find Person b still working, making Person a drag Person b back to bed.

CC!Sapnap [person a] x Gn!Reader [person b]

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Person b and Person a playing in the water and splashing each other.

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Person a gently kisses Person b on the nose.

CC!Karl Jacobs [person b] x GN/F!Y/n [person a]

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Person b won't let Person a get out of bed by cuddling them.

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Person a grabbing Person b's arm or hiding behind Person b because something scared them.

C!Wilbur [person b] x F!Reader [person a]

2. C!Technoblade [person b] x GN!Reader [person a]

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Person b loses someone close to them and Person a is heartbroken when they show up at their door in tears.

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Person b resting on Person a.

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Person a wipes something from Person b's face (eyelash, food crumb, etc.)

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Person a and Person b holding hands because there's a crowd but not letting go when they get out of it.

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Person a and Person b building a pillow fort.

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Person b wiping Person a's tears away.

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Person b leaning close to say something to Person a.

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Person a braiding/playing Person b's hair.

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