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god1ngs · 2 years

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it's four am and i miss your smile and i miss you

it's four am and you can't sleep. you decide to call your ex‐boyfriend, sapnap. (cc!sapnap x reader)

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bones' note: its 5 am and i had a talk with my ex and it made me upset. so enjoy this

You couldn’t sleep.

Whether it be the fact that your room is too hot, or the streetlamp shining through your window, you simply couldn’t sleep. You tossed and turned and tired so hard to lay there and keep your eyes closed, but you couldn’t.

You couldn’t because every time you closed your eyes, you saw your ex-boyfriend: Sapnap.

You missed him. It was four in the morning, and you couldn’t sleep, and you missed him more than ever. You missed everything about him. You still love him, more even now that you’ve lost him. But Sapnap had a busy schedule, so he broke up with you.

You didn’t understand it. You never minded that he had a busy schedule— Not when he was one of the most successful streamers on Twitch. You understood that he was busy and wouldn’t always have time for you, and you were fine with that. You were fine with that because it was him. It was Sapnap.

And now you miss him. You want him back.

Your phone screen is a stark contrast between your dark room, and you squint as it shines in your eyes. You open up Sapnap’s contact, already feeling emotional at his profile picture. It was a picture you took on your first date, at Starbucks. There was whip cream on his chin and he had the biggest smile and God you miss his smile so much.

You sniffle. Your finger hovers over the call icon, and you debate whether you should call him or not. You haven’t talked to him since he broke up with you a few weeks ago. Even so, you love him, and you miss him. You tap on it. It rings once. Twice. Thrice.

“Hello?” Oh God his voice. You can feel yourself tearing up already.

“Hey,” You say back, fighting everything within you to keep your voice from cracking even though you’re sure you’re seconds away from crying. The mere sound of his voice has you tearing up, and you’re clutching your phone, as if dropping it might make him leave again. You don’t even have him back, but you never want him to leave.

“Hey,” He says, and his voice is so comforting, you want to listen to it over and over. Silence washes over the two of you, and if it wasn’t Sapnap you were on the phone with, it would’ve been awkward. But no silence is awkward with him. It’s comforting, peaceful; you could drown in it and die happily. “Is there a reason you called?”

You suck in a breath. It was late. Maybe you were bothering him. Maybe it was stupid to call him in the first place. Maybe you should hang up, and your finger hovers over that red button, and you can’t bring yourself to do it. You suck in another breath¾ The truth never hurt anyone too badly, right?

“I miss you,” You blurt out, before you can give yourself time to overthink, “I can’t sleep and I was thinking about you, and I miss you. A lot. I miss your smile and your laugh, and your voice and I know I’m rambling, but I just need to get this off my chest. I miss you and I want you back. Please take me back, Sapnap. Please.”

There’s a pause, and you fear you may have done something wrong, that you never should’ve called in the first place, before there’s a sigh on the other end. “[Name]… I’m busy. I can’t… You need someone who can give you all the attention you deserve. I’m sorry. I just can’t do that for you right now.”

“I don’t care about that, Sap. I don’t care about how much attention you can give me or if someone else can give me more¾ I care about you. I want you.” You sat up, clutching the sweatshirt— Sapnap’s sweatshirt— you were wearing. You heard rustling from the other end of the line.

“You don’t… care about that?” He says, as if in shock, and your eyebrows furrow. “Of course, I don’t, Sap. I know you’re busy. I knew that before I got with you. I don’t care that you’re busy, as long as I still get some attention. Can’t let chat have it all, or else I’ll get jealous.” You hear Sapnap laugh, just a quiet chuckle, and you feel a grin as bright as the sun spread across your face.

“I thought you were mad at me ‘cause I wasn’t giving you enough attention. I thought you deserved some better guy that wasn’t as busy, but I think I’d get jealous at that as much as you would at chat.” He says sheepishly. You smile at his thoughtfulness, but also his stupidity.

“You’re such an idiot, Sapnap.”

“What!? I am not!”

“You thought I was upset at you because you weren’t giving me attention?”

You could practically see him rubbing at his neck. “Well, yeah…”

“Sapnap, I was never mad at you. I just thought you needed space to do your own thing. I didn’t want to be a bother and take away from your streaming time.”

“Darlin’,” You melt at the pet name, feeling giddy at it just as much as you did the first time he ever called you it, “You could never be a bother. Promise. I have more than enough time for whenever I want to stream, okay? Besides, I always have enough time for you.”

Your heart flutters at the statement, and you can’t help how you begin twirling your hair.

“So… Does this mean we can get back together?” You ask, hopeful.

Sapnap chuckles. “Of course, it does, babe.”

You swear you hear Sapnap laugh as you cheer. Another pause follows after that, with you basking in the situation. You were back with Sapnap. No more missing him late at night, or desperately wanting to get over him. He was yours again.

“Wait. What are you doing awake?”

“Wha— Why are you asking me that!? You’re the one that called me!”

“Yeah, but I didn’t expect you to pick up!” You retorted.

“Well, aren’t you glad I did?”

A beat of silence. “Yeah. I am.”

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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Warm

🅽🅾🆃🅴🆂

You get cold :) [hcs]

For @lyssys <33

Wilbur wouldn't just warm up your hands' he'd warm your whole body up by pulling you close and just squeezing you

if you are home and a blanket is nearby he wraps you in it like a burrito and proceeds to carry you to the couch or bed to cuddle

sometimes making you a cup of hot chocolate, tea, milk, or whatever you want

if it's morning and you just woke up he tells you to get a blanket and go sit don't the couch while he makes you pancakes, waffles, something warm and soft yk?

if you get cold while he's streaming he has you sit on his lap wrapped up in a blanket as he slowly rocks you to sleep

or if you don't want to be seen on stream [aka your camera shy] he turn off his camera and has you sit on his lap

he 'pauses' the stream and helps you get comfortable on the couch/bed/wherever before going back to streaming [checking up on you everyone in a while]

if you're in public, he takes your hands in his and places multiple kisses on them before pulling you in for a hug, your hands smooshed against his chest

if he's wearing a hoodie he has you stand in front of him before lifting his hoodie and putting it on you as well, sharing his hoodie with you no matter how tall you are

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2braincellslz · 2 years

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dating cc!foolish and cc!sapnap headcanons? separately, not like a poly relationship

Foolish! My beloved. Even though I know like nothing about him lmao.

Cc!Foolish dating HCs

Foolish x GN!reader

Himboooooooo

He's a sweet boy though.

A single kiss on the cheek or forehead or anywhere and he stops whatever he is doing and asks for more.

He loooooves pet names. Give pet names and being called pet names. He loves pet names.

If you call him by his real name or god forbid his full name, hes instantly like "did I do something wrong? What happened?"

Manz has no clue on how to plan a date. You have to plan them all.

He makes up with his shittoy date planning skills with amazing gift giving skills.

His love language is gift giving, words of affirmation, and physical affection.

He brings in random animals all the time. He once brought in a raccoon. You had to sweep it out.

His favorite dates are gaming dates. He likes to run off and build you something and then drag to to see it.

I love him.

Cc!Sapnap dating hcs

Sapnap x gn!reader

He calls you darlin. Sorry not sorry.

He likes to cuddle. When you guys do cuddle he liked to send you tik toks even though you guys are on top of eachother.

He likes to cary you around. You are his royalty.

He also like to feed you. He will silently press a M&M to your lips and wait.

He dose not have a single romantic bone in his body. But we love him. Hes doing great.

He loves dates but like Foolish, he has no idea how to plan one. Hes tried but they are usually just watching movies.

He also loves PDA. Hes a lovely baby.

He'll come running to you like. "BABE!" And show you a video of people petting otter paws.

You two just reference things back and fourth to eachother.

He seems like the kind of guy to like Sam O'nella. He especially likes to references "is that fucking fish jenga!?"

No I will not explain that.

He likes scaring you around the house. Hes always running up behind you and yelling.

He loves pranking with you. George and Dream are never safe.

Has probably gotten sick and instead of telling you like a normal person he goes "babe.... I fuw up..."

Idk man, I'm trying.

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ordinary-spencer · 6 months

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Hiii !!! ^^ can you do a wilbur x gn!reader headcannons l<33 totally cool if not

Ofcc!!! I didn’t know which ones you wanted so I did both ghostbur and revivebur!

Wilbur soot x gn reader headcannons

Ghostbur・┆✦ʚ♡ɞ✦ ┆・

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Ghostbur definitely likes to hold your hand, he lives for touch, especially if you show you don’t mind it.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He would knit you little sweaters and hats of your favorite color. Then he’d make one for himself so you could both match.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Whatever hobby you have, he likes to listen to you rant about/or watch you do. He just feels so safe around you and loves to see you happy!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Most of your dates would probably include going to flower fields or having a picnic outside

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ His favorite thing about you would have to be your smile, he loves seeing you happy and your smile is just oh so stunning.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He’s not sure why, but he feels like you had a deep connection with him when he was alive. He’s grateful though, since now he has to look forward to seeing you everyday!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ He’s kind of touchy, always wanting to touch some part of you, especially if he’s nervous. Wether it be messing with your hands, holding onto your arm, or rubbing your face, he’s all over you.

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ Overall very sweet and loves everything about you. Loves the thought of you and you make his day brighter everytime he sees you!

˚ʚ♡ɞ˚ sometimes he will get sad that he can’t remember something or someone important so he’ll go to you and cry on your shoulder.

“[Name]! [Name]! Oh I’m so happy to see you my love! Come on! Let’s go see friend, they sure have been missing you….because I know I have…”

Revivebur ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆

☠︎︎༒︎ His favorite thing about you are your eyes. He likes how bright they shine compared to his.

☠︎︎༒︎ He likes to try to make up for the fact that he wasn’t there for you when he died. He does little things like gets you something you’ve mentioned you wanted/needed, makes you something, gives you letters telling you how you make his life brighter and better. Things like that.

☠︎︎༒︎ He likes to play on his guitar for you, playing love songs or random rock songs he remembers

☠︎︎༒︎ Sometimes when he has his little insane moments, he’ll try to stay far away from you. He doesn’t want you to see him like that.

☠︎︎༒︎ He likes to caress your scars, he likes hearing the stories behind them. He’ll tell you about his too if you want to hear.

☠︎︎༒︎ When he’s really upset, he’ll just walk up to you and hug you. He likes how warm you are and how comforting you feel

☠︎︎༒︎ Every time he has to leave, he places his forehead to yours and stands there for awhile. He makes sure to tell you how much he loves you. Just in case he won’t see you again.

☠︎︎༒︎ You go on little dates at either some random restaurant he found or you guys just walk around in the forest, pointing out little things you see around you while holding hands.

☠︎︎༒︎ He’s trying his best, he knows he may not be the best person for you, but like hell is he going to let anyone take you away from him.

“I love you…I’m sorry I have to leave again but I’ll miss you so so much….I know I’m just going to get groceries but I just want you to know how much I love you, darling.”

#x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader #gender neutral #Dsmp #dsmp wilbur #wilbur soot #wilbur dsmp #Dream smp #x reader #x gn reader #gn reader #revivebur #ghostbur #revivebur x reader #ghostbur x reader #dsmp headcanon #headcanon

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py-dreamer · 1 year

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SBI & RodentHybrid!Reader

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GN!Reader, (this is my first time doing something like this-)

Rats, mice and most rodents alike are under-appreciated in my opinion and I had some SBI brainrot I could not stop.

How did they find you?

Philza had just adopted his 3 chaos sons and was not expecting to have anymore children.

Tommy was 3, Wilbur and Techno were both 10

however, one day he heard tiny squeaks during a trek in the forest.

he thought it was just a regular mouse but it was too loud to be one so he followed the source and peered in the bushes and in it was lil' ol' you

you couldn't have been more than a year old by the looks of it and you were absolutely tiny! you could fit in the palm of his hand

you were also freezing cold and there were no adults around so... guess Phil's gonna adopt another child then!

Your rat features:

I put down rodent hybrid cause' I couldn't make up my mind if you were going to be a mouse or a rat (there's a difference!) so neither can your family!

You have the cartoonishly big mouse ears (think Mickey Mouse) and also a long thin and scaly tail

You also have delicate whiskers and a itty bitty nose that has a surprisingly good sense of smell

There are small patches around your body hear and there

TOE BEANS! TOE BEANS! TOE BEANS!

Also, smol. Extremely small. You are by far the shortest in the family. Mice are really small so I think you'd grow to 1ft 6 at most

Rats have strong teeth so you also have a set of really strong buck teeth

Since Techno once talked with a piglin, and Phil's chat are literally crows, you can talk to other rodents

"I'm not like other people! I'm 1ft 6, I have the best sense of smell, I can talk to animals and I have a tail cause I'm a foocking rat baby"

Life with the SBI

it was rather difficult to adjust to the new family member because of the drastic height differences but nothing they couldn't handle

All the seats, tables ect have a little ladder carved in or have a step-ladder attached so you could climb up

Stairs and doors. They were going to be a problem. So Dadza made like a little elevator out of string, small planks of wood and pulleys so you can get up and down the floors. Each door in the house also had a small doggy door on it so you could easily enter...though one time a stray cat had gotten in and chased you around the house so the main door and the door to the backyard had to have little locks installed on the little doors too.

Once you got a bit older, Dadza realized it would've been a very tiring life for you to have to climb up every seat and every table and every shelf you want to use so he made a little hole in the wall under a table and built tiny furniture perfect size for you and helped you decorate your room

Any soft fabric in the house was a perfect napping spot for you. your family would often find you nesting in hoodies, cushions, jackets, cloaks, blankets ect. (Although once Wilbur almost sat on you when you got a little too comfortable and fell asleep on the couch)

I'd like to think whenever you were mad at one of your brothers, you'd steal their stuff (that you can carry ie Tommy's disc, Wilbur's beanie, Techno's gold) and hide it in your room or a small crevice that only you can fit in and they'd be to big to fit in and reach their stuff.

You would also take advantage of your size and hide in places impossible for your family to hide in but not for you! You were always the hide and seek champion and could evesdrop on your brothers from inside the walls or inside a chest.

Midnight snacks. Just all the snacks. Rats can fit through any space they can get their heads into and some can chew through metal so there was nothing stopping your hungry tummy. Phil was even considering enchanting the pantry to prevent you from theiving all the snacks (you'd share with your brothers though, Phil was just miffed you ate all the snacks before dinner and could get ill)

When you guys were going out and you couldn't keep up, you'd just ride in one of their bags. You were extremely light and it was hard to keep up with their long legs so this was a perfect solution (you 100% fell asleep in a bag once and the family almost flipped the house upside down looking for you)

Your relationship with Dadza

We already mentioned him earlier but he loves you very much

Phil was a lot more nervous to take care of you cause he'd never raised a child this small before

He was very hesitant to let your brothers hold you when you were a baby because you were just so small and fragile-

When you were little and went out with him, you always had to be on him or holding his hand. Sitting on his hat, his shoulder, riding in his bag, him carrying you, he didn't mind but you couldn't be let out of sight especially in large crowds or tall grass.

He always had at least one of his crows keep an eye on you when you went outside to play just in case anything goes wrong

He still worries about you a lot but knows that at least you can defend yourself now.

Your relationship with Wilbur

he was your big brother and you both love each other a lot

it took some time getting used to you but the moment he saw such a tiny baby, he just went 'SMOL CHILD I WILL PROTECT YOU'

in the early days, when Philza couldn't take care of you, he'd hand you to Wilbur who'd spend time with you and Tommy. Be it going to town, making a new song, going to meet Sally, he was mostly glad to bring his little siblings along

While he cared for you a lot, he still played tricks on you sometimes like when he told you that birds eat mice and you just became terrified of Phil and his crows for a good week XD

He was much more relaxed when it came to your safety (not that he'd let you go into the woods alone, like just be less protective than dadza) though he would just be wary when you guys are with a lot of people so he'd prefer it if you were riding on his beanie. He'd get weird stares but as long as you're safe, he didn't care

when composing songs and you're with him, he'd sing the lyrics and you'd sometimes squeak them back in your high-pitched voice and he would either laugh or die from cuteness...or both

rats also generally have better hearing than humans so when he was composing a song, he'd ask for your opinion to see if it was good or not

Your relationship with Techno

when you were first welcomed into the family, he didn't know what to do-

don't get me wrong he got the same 'PROTECT DA CHILD' feeling as Wilbur and even the voices told him to 'PROTEC SMOL THING' when he got them later on

it's just that you were so small that he was afraid he'd hurt you he was never as gentle as his twin or his dad and Wilbur seemed to like you so he figured he'd him take care of you like Tommy

though one day, you were out in the garden. Techno was training, Phil was in the house, Wilbur and Tommy were with friends. A stray zombie found its way to your home and it started to attack you.

you were too small to get away quick enough and tripped but just as the zombie was about to hurt you any more, Techno shot an arrow through that f*cker's head he then realized you were too weak to defend yourself so decided to train you to be stronger

Wilbur was unsure about letting you wield a sword but Techno insisted it was for the best. Eventually, Tommy bugged him enough to train him too.

it took a while but after enough time and hard work, you were able to wield a few light weight weapons and were able to hold your own at pvp by quickly darting and dodging around your opponent.

when you weren't training, Techno read you and Tommy greek mythology. Tommy would sit in his lap and you would rest on his head (if he felt like it, he'd let you two braid his hair)

like the rest of the SBI, he gave you a piece of golden jewelry, for you it was a small earing

Your relationship with Tommy

I'll be honest: Tommy didn't really like you at first

He was glad to not be the youngest but he didn't realize that he'd get less attention due to you being a baby

they still loved him of course, but Tommy couldn't help but feel jealous when Dadza helped you make your own room or when Wilbur took you on their trips to town or when you'd always be carried by Wil or dad or when Techno started training you before him ect

he'd always try to ignore you or glare angrily and naturally, you reciprocated the behaviour and thus you two always had a sort of rivalry

he'd call you names, yank your ears, tail or whiskers and in turn, you'd call him names, steal his stuff and sometimes bit him if he pulled too hard

But then, one day:

You were 10 and sitting by yourself on the swings in the park. Barely anyone else was there and you were doing your own thing. It was one of the rare opportunities when you could be alone. I mean, you did love your family and all but it was nice to have some alone time too. You were minding your own business when suddenly:

"Hey are you a doll?"

A little kid had just picked you up by your waist and you were frankly very startled. You started wiggling, trying to get out of the kid's grasp but it was too tight.

"You're a very weird doll"

The kid held you tighter and you squealed out for help.

"I'm not a doll! Let me go!!"

The child gasps "A talking doll! Mama, mama! Look, a talking doll! Can I keep it please?" they called their mother over

A woman strides over and looked down while you were trying to get out of there. She gasps in horror and shrieks

"A RAT! A RAT! THROW IT AWAY AT ONCE BILLY! IT HAS THE PLAGUE! GET IT AWAY!!"

She then snatched you out of her child's sticky hands and threw you at full force into the mud.

"GET BACK YOU VERMIN! GET AWAY! RETURN TO THE MURKY SWAMP WHERE YOU CAME FROM!" She screeched while you were trying to process what just happened and collect yourself.

All of a sudden, you heard a very angry yet familiar voice from the bushes

"OI! NO ONE GETS TO PUSH MY SIBLINGS INTO THE MUD BUT ME!!"

He then pounced and shoved the prick and her brat into the mud.

"AHHHH YOU INSOLENT BRAT! HOW DARE YOU!"

Without warning, she grabbed Tommy and tried to trip him over him but before she could, you sneaked up behind her and bit down hard on one of her legs. Tommy then grabbed you and booked it out of there with the screeches of the witch behind you.

Once you two made it back home, you started to clean yourself up when Tommy handed a towel to you. He said nothing and looked away but the gesture was all it needed. The both of you were silent but a mutual care about each other started to grow that day.

it took a while but you two soon became thick as thieves

he even introduced you to Tubbo later on!

You and Tubbo relate to each other on the fact that you were both often underestimated and your shorter heights compared to everyone else.

Life in the smp

you decided to follow Wilbur and Tommy when the left home and promised to write to your dad and older brother

by now, you were as tall as you could be and could defend yourself reasonably well

you, Tommy and Tubbo absolutely cause chaos together. I mean the rat, the racoon and the goat? Who makes better thieves than that?

You definetely participated in the disc wars, stealing Tommy's discs back from Dream whenever you could

During the L'Manberg era, you decided to join your brothers' country and became good friends with the rest of the L'Manberg members. You had a little uniform and everything, you helped to plant flowers and decorate around the country since it was a bit hard to place down blocks.

L'Manberg really felt like a second home and a second family for you even with the constant battles, you still had each other and that was enough.

Then you and everyone else lost your first lives during Eret's betrayal and Tommy had to give up his discs (you wanted to steal them back but Tommy told you that it was ok and they'd find another way) but hey, at least you guys were independent now...right?

Then the elections happened. You were sure your brothers would win until the votes were revealed. They were banned from the country and you desperately scurried after them, trying not to get trampled in the angry mob

You helped them set up Pogtopia and that's when Wilbur decided to give you a job.

With all things considered, you were arguably one of the best spies on the server: You were tiny and hard to spot, you can hide in places no one would think to look, you were fast, agile and hard to catch, you have a far more superior sense of hearing and smelling and can therefore sense if anyone's coming much easier, and you can communicate with rodents; one of the most common and unsuspecting animals.

Therefore, Wilbur gave you and Tubbo the job of spying on Schlatt and Manberg. Tubbo would pretend to be on their side and you would eavesdrop from the shadows.

You should've been more wary of Wil's behaviour, he looked like he was loosing it but still wanting to help your brother, you accepted the job and spied on Manberg, giving Pogtopia info when you could.

Techno came to help and you thought that it would be alright from now on...then the red festival happened. Tubbo gave his speech while you watched from behind the curtains. Then he was boxed up and you could only watch in horror as Techno walked to the stage to execute your best friend.

You thought it couldn't get any worse when someone grabbed you from behind and took you to the stage. JSchlatt held you by the neck and learned that you were the spy sneaking info all along. And before you knew it, he squeezed your throat and you died from suffocation on stage.

Wilbur couldn't look you in the eyes after that and you were told that Techno shot a firework at Schlatt cause 'it wasn't part of the deal'

After the final battle, you couldn't be happier. You were celebrating with all your friends and looking for Wilbur before the ground shook and everything exploded.

You lost half your tail and parts of your left ear that day. But that loss couldn't compare to the loss of your brother, dead in your father's arms

You tried your best to return to normal and just when you started to recover, Tommy was exiled. You followed him to Logstedshire and tried to stand up for him against Dream but he was too strong.

Tommy convinced you to leave him and that he'd be ok and you naively believed him.

When Techno took him in, you followed him and couldn't be happier; your family was back together!...well most of them.

Then doomsday happened. Techno didn't tell you his plans and you were in shock as to why he would blow up L'Manberg now.

He then told you about the execution. That while you were with Tommy in exile, he was going to be executed by the butcher army. That news shook you to the core but you couldn't think straight with your second home being blown to smitherines again.

Afterwards, you decided to take a break from society and ran away to live by yourself in a small home you built in the woods for some time to recover.

Tommy would visit sometimes and told you about the hotel he was building with Sam Nook, Tubbo visited when he could, he even brought Ranboo with him once and told you about their son Michael. Philza visited once, he told you that Techno was doing alright but just hasn't found the time to visit. You didn't answer when he knocked on the door.

(Sorry if the end sounds rushed, its because it is. I just didn't know what to do about the rest of the extensive lore but let me know if you'd like more of these x reader stuff, only platonic though. Anyways, until next time my lovely marshiemellows!)

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ador3him · 2 years

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Dream saying “where’s my goodnight kiss?” with F!Reader

pairing: Dream x fem!reader

warnings: swearing, use of dream and sapnaps real names

requested? yes by anon

word count: 759

a/n: I AM BACK KIND OF!!! 10/10 spots for the 150 event are FILLED WHATTTTTT. okay so i died for the weekend but I should be posting about 1-2 times a day hopefully. I have like 5ish more requests to do :) ENJOY!!

Being Sapnap's sister came with its perks. Constant support, a loving brother and someone who would buy you anything. However, he did have some downfalls, overprotectiveness was a large one. Almost always intimidating the guy she brought home or telling y/n in private that he got a 'weird feeling' every time.

So, when y/n met Dream, one of Sapnaps' roommate and best friend, she was quick to hide her undying attraction toward him. Dream did the same as he didn't want to ruin his friendship with Sapnap, for the longest time y/n and Dream stayed out of each other’s way when she was visiting. Dream would hide out in his room and y/n would beg Sapnap to take her out somewhere.

Sapnap was completely oblivious, that was until one-time he asked Dream to pick y/n up from the airport as he did something. At first, he tried to get George to, but he pointed out that he doesn't have a driver’s licence. So, reluctantly he agreed and picked her up.

"Dream? Where is Nick?" y/n looks behind him hoping to see her brother. "He had something to do and couldn't pick you up, so here I am!" Dream smiles a bit and takes her suitcases out of her hands leaving her with just her backpack. "Oh, I can take my suitcases I am not incapable," she laughs and goes to take them. "Nope, they are mine now. C'mon, Saps' car is just out here," Dream walked a bit faster to unsure y/n wouldn't try and take her suitcases back. She trudged on behind him, following him to the pitch-black Tesla her brother is in love with.

As they both made it to the car Dream placed her suitcases in the trunk and opened the passenger’s side door for her. “Thank you,” she whispered softly as she got in. He walked around to the other side and hopped in. “Should we go get some food? It’s almost lunch time.” He suggested whilst he drove out of the airport. “Sure,” she whispered again, his presence slightly intimidating her.

“Why are you whispering?” he asked looking over at her, her head was down looking at her fidgety fingers. y/n let out a breath that she was subconsciously holding in. “You make me kind of nervous in a good way, you know?” she squeezed her eyes shut unsure of what Dream’s reaction would be. Dream placed his hand on y/n’s knee and pinched it slightly to get her attention. y/n opened their eyes and looked over to Dream. “You also kind of make me nervous,” he smiled “in an amazing way,” he added. y/n sat there in awe of what she was hearing. Dream likes her back. Sapnap’s best friend likes her back. Fuck.

“Sapnap,” her mouth was agape in realisation that it would never work. “Oh? Oohh,” he understood almost immediately. “Can you keep a secret, darling?” Dream’s hand was now on her thigh softly caressing in. “Only if you can,” she retorted and placed her hand on top of his holding it.

Sapnap, George, Dream and y/n all sat together on the excessively large couch in the living room. Dream and y/n didn’t sit next to each other, their nerves of Sapnap finding out got to them. George sat next to her and Sapnap and Dream sat next to each other on the other end of the couch. They had been hiding their relationship for about 2 weeks now, y/n was meant to go home in another week, but Dream was trying to convince them otherwise.

“I am getting tired, I might go to sleep,” y/n yawned a bit patting Patches who sat comfortable on her lap. Dream watched in awe at his two girls. His two girls. Sapnap nodded and got up to say goodnight, y/n followed his suit. “Night, ugly. Sleep terrible,” he wrapped his arms around her and crushed her. Over Sapnap’s shoulder was Dream who blew a kiss at her ‘jokingly’. “Sleep well, y/n,” Geroge pipped. “I might go to sleep as well, have some editing to do tomorrow, c’mon I will walk you to your room, y/n,” Dream pulled y/n away from her brother and walked with her to the room that was allocated hers when Sapnap moved in.

“Goodnight, Dream,” y/n whispered. “Where’s my goodnight kiss?” Dream grinned slightly and leaned down connecting their lips together. “What the fuck? Get off my sister Clayton,” Sapnaps voice boomed down the hall followed by thumping footsteps. “Run!” y/n shoved Dream the opposite way.

That damn goodnight kiss.

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lunaetiicsaystuff · 2 years

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STRIPPER!GN!READER X SAPNAP

NSFW MINORS DNI!!

!NOT PROTECTED SEX GUYS USE PROTECTIONS!

I feel like Sapnap wouldn't really go to a club alone, or on his own initiative, but rather he'd get dragged by Dream and the other boys. But anyways lets start!! Also, its kinda short I'm sorry :/

Sapnap would be the type of guy who's a bit shy, doesn't really know if it's normal to stare so much at just one person for the entire time of the show.

He'd try to look away every few seconds, trying to distract himself by looking at the other girls and boys in the club but his gaze kept going back to you, to how your body moved, how you threw your head back and dragged your hand towards your private part, where a tong covered the necessary.

He slowly drank his drink, glancing to his friends who saw all of them staring at someone, and he'd turn to look at you as if you were the only one on the stage. You sat up on your knees before letting your upper body and chest hit the ground while you raised your hips, shaking your ass.

And finally, your eyes connected with his, and Sapnap presumed his face became red from how warm it felt. Your curious gaze remained on him until, with a wink, the song ended and you got up to walk away. He tried to follow you with his eyes, but lost you after you threw one last glanced back at him.

Five minutes later and a new drink, Sapnap finally got the confidence to find you. It was not an easy task, somewhere along the end of your performance and the entry of the other strippers at least two dozens of people had entered the bar, making it almost impossible to find you.

Almost impossibile because otherwise he couldn't explain how he ended up with his head buried between your thighs, using his tongue to stimulate you while his fingers slammed in and out of you. You moaned, feeling yourself coming closer and you grabbed his hair while throwing your head back, mumbling 'cumming' over and over again.

"Go on baby, cum. Be good for me." Sapnap mumbled, looking up at you from between your thighs that almost squeezed his head as you felt your orgasm rip through you as you let out a loud moan.

Your legs twitched a few times as you tried get your breathing back to normal when Sapnap suddenly took out his fingers and licked them clean, closing his eyes while moaning around his own fingers after tasting you. "You taste so good baby." He mumbled, getting on top of you to kiss your lips before moving towards the neck and then your chest, leaving a tray of saliva and hickeys on your body.

You pushed yourself up, managing to flip him under you before you got down, sitting between his open legs as your hand started to slowly stroke his dick. "I'll make you feel real good pretty boy, I swear." You told him, giving him the smile that, just as it did earlier, made him blush profusely.

You lowered yourself and took a deep breath before taking him in your mouth, starting to move up and down slowly and then dragging your tongue on his shafts while squeezing your lips against his head. You kept going like this for almost ten minutes, ignoring his gasps and moans until he mumbled that he was about to come.

You removed his dick from your mouth, leaving small kisses on the head before sitting up and positioning it right outside of your hole. He gripped your waist, his eyes asking silent questions that you answered by giving him a kiss on the lips before you lowered yourself down, gasping for air as his dick started to fill you up immediately.

Both of you stayed still, just panting heavily and staring at each other's before he took initiative and started to move your hips with his hands, dragging you back and forth and then up and down. You slowly relaxed, starting to feel the pleasure as you started to ride him, setting your own pace.

He squeezed your left ass cheek before giving it a smack and you moaned at the feeling of the sting and the pleasure, throwing your head back as you moved faster.

"Keep going baby, you're doing so good for me. Riding me so well." He said, throwing his head back and biting his lower lip.

You closed your eyes, placing your hands on his chest while muttering profanities under your breath, ignoring the way Sapnap moaned as you started to squeeze him thigher since you felt yourself come closer to your orgasm.

"Go on baby, make yourself cum using my dick. Be good for me yeah?" He said breathless, raising his hips to meet your thrust. You whined, squeezing your eyes shut as you felt yourself cumming, moaning as loudly as you could.

However Sapnap kept going, still slamming himself inside of you while you whined and your legs trembled from the pleasure. He slowed down the pace to move a strand of hair away from your eyes and to give you a quick kiss before returning to his original pace. You slowly tried to help him cum, trying to squeeze him even more while moving your hips to meet his rhythm.

"Fuck you're squeezed me s'good baby. You're gonna..." He didn't finish what he was saying as he started to cum inside of you, becoming a moaning mess under you while he gripped your hips to keep you place.

He then opened his eyes, staring at you through his lashes before giving you a small smile that you mimicked, blushing.

Let's just say that the next day, you didn't go to work due to 'being too sick to even move'.

#dreamsmp #dsmp #dream team #mcyt smut #sapnap smut #dream smp smut #dreamwastaken smut #georgenotfound smut #k: praise #dream smut #sapnap x reader smut #sapnap x reader #sapnap #sapnap x gn!reader #gender neutral reader

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tr4gictea · 1 year

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MASTERLIST ₍⸍⸌̣ʷ̣̫⸍̣⸌₎

Author:

❥ Tea

❥ 15 yo

❥ He/They/Its

❥ intp

❥ Sometimes I post art

❥ REQUEST ARE OPEN! :D

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Fandoms I write for:

❥ Genshin Impact

❥ My Own Original Work

Rules:

❥ No Pro shippers, Transphobes, Homophobes, Racist, pedos, and N@zis

❥ I will only write Male, Gender neutral Teen, and Child Readers (teen & child are always going to be platonic, obviously)

❥ If you request Fem!Reader you will be blocked

❥ I’m 100% ok writing for anything (that includes yandere and I love writing heavy angst)

❥ Probably add more but that’s it for now

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evilspiritsgoneloose · 2 years

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HII YUMI!! HRU?

I have 2 ideas so im am going to make them sperate lol

Can I get headcannons for a reader in a hype house with the dsmp? What would that be like?

Anyways I hope you are doing well!! Ily and have a great rest of ur day

Till next time we talk 💞

I really love this Idea. I already feel the chaotic energy without thinking about it.

I'm gonna limit it to 11 Persons, because I feel most comfortable writing about them and also to not let it get as chaotic as it already is.

I had too much fun writing this head canon.

Anyway, I'm doing pretty good. I'm grinding on my Minecraft world :) I hope you're doing great as well.

This is a little short but I still hope you have fun reading it

Living together with the DSMP

Headcanon

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!Warning! Pure Chaos, Grammatical Errors (please just oversee them, if there are there)

Characters Mentioned Dream, Wilbur, Philza, Sapnap, Karl, Niki, George, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo

Word Count 517

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Masterlist

This is to 100% a Mr. Beast Idea and you were one of the first contestant he asked.

Why wouldn't you say yes to such an offer?

On the first day everyone would show off with a camera in hand, Volg already on going.

You would live in like a big mansion where everyone would have their own room.

Despite having an own room, Privacy isn't going to be top priority.

On a sunny day. Tommy would crash into your room and drag you outside to have a pool party.

Phil turns on the grill and makes everyone some delicious goods.

He would also be the more mature part and watches over everyone so nothing gets smashed, or broken.

Tubbo trying to push Ranboo into the pool.

The Feral Crew just sitting in one corner with sunglasses on. Checking out the food Phil makes.

Every two weeks, Tommy would upload a very chaotic Volg on his Tom Simons Channel.

As chaotic as it is, help would be just around the corner.

Having trouble with cutting a video? Ask right away. No need to google.

Problems with Technology? No problem. Philza, Dream or George are glad to help out.

Also... Cooking Stream on George's Channel with Dream sitting in the off throwing in some sassy or flirty comments.

Karl and Sapnap are just messing around with George.

For sure, some ingredients gets thrown in someone's face.

Ranboo watching from far behind, being disturbed by the scene.

No need to worry about Food.

Either someone is brave enough to cook something, or the delivery man is already on his way.

Cake made by Niki.

One calmer stream would be with Niki

You two just sit in her room and talk about various topics. Let chat send in some videos for a good laughter.

At some point Wilbur interrupts you both and make the stream a little more chaotic but he soon gets dragged out by Phil.

Before I get to the next stream Idea... Hear me out.

Movie Nights once a week.

At first, everyone argues about what movie to watch, but in the end You and Phil craft a wheel of fortune with a bunch of movie headlines written on it.

Where ever the pin lands on, the move will get shown this night.

Dream orders everyone's favourite Meal.

All are squished on one large Couch, munching on their food and watching the movie.

Another totally chaotic stream would be a Jackbox stream.

The Rap battles also get performed in Real-life.

Imagine Sapnap and George insulting each other face to face, with water bottles as microphones.

Niki roasts everyone without thinking twice.

Just Tommy trying to cheat by looking at other phones while playing until he gets caught and sat on a lonely chair.

There would also be days when it's silent.

On such days, everyone sits at their Pc playing some games by themselves.

From time to time you could her a faint scream from either Tommy or George when taking off the headphones.

Of course, every room is soundproof, so others can sleep when a loud child is streaming.

All in all together, it would be a very chaotic experience, but everyone has got their back in case something goes wrong.

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lovecore-fics · 2 years

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“i’ll give it back for a kiss”

roommate!dream X gn!reader

fluff

warnings: none.

dream was the most annoying roommate you’ve had…

And he’s only been your roommate for a week-

he screams at minecraft 24/7 and this man CANNOT cook for shit.

i get he’s a streamer but so are you and you can at least cook-

he's kinda good at cleaning tho.

and he’s what you think about 24/7 which is what is mostly what annoys you.

he’s always in your head, the way he walks around without a shirt, and the way he’s so caring yet he doesn’t even really know you.

you and the blonde boy were playing minecraft,

mcc practice actually.

you two were racing on it to see who could do it faster.

dream was winning and it made you pretty mad, both of you are pretty competitive and him winning made you so upset you slammed your laptop shut.

*y/u/n left the game* the chat said

you heard dream’s chair move.

you thought it was him moving and making room to celebrate.

that was until you heard the man come down the stairs

your office door opened up and you saw the curly haired boy standing at the entrance of the room.

he walked over to you. “What a sore loser,” he said, grabbing your laptop.

“Caring” you thought while the tall man was holding your laptop above your head just high enough so you couldn’t reach.

“i’m not a sore loser- give me back my laptop fucker!” you said jumping up and down trying to retrieve the laptop.

“sureeee” the man said still holding the laptop high in the air

“Just give me it back!” you said, punching the streamer in his chest playfully.

“I'll give it back for a kiss,” Dream said, looking down at you with a smirk on his face. His smirk was supposed to be him showing he’s confident and the one with the upper hand but his red cheeks showed he was nervous and scared of how you would react.

Your face also turned red, obviously flustered you thought about it for a moment.

“I’m s-“ he said, cut off by your lips pressing against his. His hand with your laptop going from up in the sky to behind your back.

“yk you could’ve just asked for a kiss” you said smiling grabbing your laptop from behind your back.

“I could also ask you something else” he smirked again his face more red than before, which you assumed was because of the kiss.

“what else do you want to ask me” you said blushing while you thought of the things he could ask.

“do you want to be my girlfriend?” he asked this time his ears were even red and he closed his eyes waiting to get rejected.

“of course” you said before you kissed him again.

maybe he was caring.

#dream smp #dreamwastaken #dream #dsmp #dream x reader #fluff #dream fluff #dream team #dteam meetup #dteam #gn!reader #roommate!dream #lovecore-fics

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brightert0mb · 2 years

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What Does it Mean to be Family?

Canon to Allay Storyline

Warning(s): Manipulation, Mild Angst, Mentions of Past/Attempted Character Death, Feeling Underserving of Happiness, Thoughts of Arson, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied Past Abandonment

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It had been almost a week since the Red Banquet. You had gone to the farthest edge of the SMP. You no longer heard the Egg and only now did you realize how much angrier it made you, how much more it made you hate your friends.

Maybe that was why, deep down, you didn't want Bad to find you. You had built a little cottage by a river. A small garden with carrots, potatoes, and beetroot. You even had a chicken and a cow. It felt nice, in a distant way. Like you didn't feel you deserved a nice quiet life.

You had helped kill Foolish. You almost killed Niki. Why were you allowed this? A quite, happy farm life while you traumatized everyone else. More than once you thought of burning your cottage down, maybe even going with it yourself. But you never had the will. Maybe you just didn't want to. Didn't stop you from staying up at night though.

Either way, you had a nice quiet life going for you. You eventually got into a groove you followed every day. Occasionally you would change things up. Make a cobblestone path, plant some flowers under your windows, go hunting instead of fishing, just depended on how you felt.

One day, you were in your garden, gathering your day's crops, when you heard a soft bark. You hopped the fence only to be greeted by a wolf exiting the treeline. You knelt down, offering some cooked pork from last night. The wolf trotted over taking the meat and leaning into your hand when you went to scratch his head, only for you to notice a collar on the wolf’s neck.

You heard a rustle and snap causing you to jolt up, greeted by the sight of Techno, looking quite uncertain. You stared at each other for a good minute, him taking note of your basket of vegetables, while you noticed the loaded crossbow.

“Come to hunt me down, I see.” You finally said the gentle wind tousling your hair and shifting the leaves in the trees. “Come to bring you home.” He said matter-of-factly as he put away the crossbow. “The crossbow was in case there was trouble-” “In case I attacked you, you mean-” “Y/N.” “Techno.”

Another staredown ensued, this much more heated. You broke first, closing your eyes and sighing before walking to your cottage. You heard Techno and his wolf follow.

When you entered, Techno took a place on the couch while the wolf lay at his feet. You entered the seating room, throwing him a small bundle of golden carrots, which he caught with ease while you dropped the wolf some more pork chops.

You sat sipping on some leftover Beetroot and Mushroom soup you made this morning. You didn't look at him, let alone talk, but you felt his eyes boring into your head the longer you kept your eyes closed.

“What?” You lowered your bowl to your lap. “Come home Y/N.” He said meaningfully, leaning towards you. “So everyone can hate me and call me a murderer? No thanks.” “They won't do that. Everyone misses you.” “They miss their errand girl.” “Bad’s still looking for you.” “Misses a minion, I'm sure.” “You don't mean that.” “How would you know?” “Because I know you Y/N.” He said, standing.

You took a breath in your nose before letting it out with a slight hiss. “Just leave.” You stood, set on taking your bowl back to clean it. You were stopped by Techno grabbing your wrist, which with your smaller size and him being a Brute, was more akin to him grabbing everything from your wrist to your elbow.

“Come home Y/N. You miss us just as much as we miss you.” It was true. You thought about them almost every day. You wanted to apologize to Niki, have tea with Phil, go mining Ranboo, have meaningful talks with Techno, but you couldn't. You severed those bridges when you sided with the Eggpire, who probably hated you too for not coming back or making it easier to find you.

“How would you know what I feel?” You growled, trying to pull your arm away. “Because I know you!” He was starting to get upset at your avoidance, holding your arm with a bit more force, just enough to keep you where you were. “How would you know me?! I left you!” You were starting to hold back tears, your voice cracking slightly as you pulled harder to get away.

“Because you're family, Y/N! And you'll always be family!” You finally looked at him, tears brimming in your eyes, threatening to spill over. “Family doesn't abandon each other! Family doesn't hold each other hostage! Family doesn't try to kill each other! Family doesn't use and desert each other! I'm not family to anyone Techno! So just leave like everyone else did!”

Techno pulled you, the jolt making you drop the mostly empty bowl to the Birchwood floor while Techno hugged you close.

“Family helps each other. Family is messy and makes mistakes. I'm sorry I didn't notice your feelings sooner Y/N, but you are family. You're family to Phil and Ranboo. Niki too, even if she feels hurt. Bad and Ant call you family too.” He lets you pull back a bit, lifting your face to look at him through your tears.

“And your family to me too, Kid. You'll always be family to us, even if you mess up and join a government.” You wanted to laugh but instead, you choke out a sob, jumping into another hug which he returned, if somewhat stiffly.

Once you stopped bawling your eyes out, you talked for a bit. About what had changed, what was happening, how things had been, what happened to the Egg. You were immensely thankful that it had been sealed up again. You apologized more times than either of you could count. By the time you both were done talking, the sun was starting to set.

When Techno said it was time to go home, you hesitated. You wanted to go, XD you missed everyone. You missed running errands and fetching things for people. But you were scared. Even if people missed you and you missed them, you couldn't go back. Not yet.

Techno agreed reluctantly, giving you your old communicator back. Before he left you told him to come around sometime later on with Phil, Ranboo, and Niki. He agreed and then he was off.

You went back inside, having no appetite for dinner, you went straight to bed. For once, you didn't think about how the Egg would whisper in your ear, or the thousands of questions you had about everyone else. No, for once, you managed to think about all the things you'll finally get to say to everyone. For once, you felt like you actually got sleep.

For once, you felt like today would be a good day.

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp techno #dsmp technoblade #allay #minecraft allay #allay reader #dsmp x reader #techno x reader #gn reader #technoblade x reader

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ze-maki-nin · 2 years

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ooo what about wilbur comparing hand sizes with a girl as a way to flirt! i think it'd be a cute drabble!

Pairing: CC!Wilbur x Gn/F?!Reader

A/n: Hope you like it ^^

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Wilbur let out a little giggle, his hand resting on yours as he looked at them in aww.

“You’re hands are so small~” He cooed, fingers fitting into the spaces between yours before pulling you closer to him.

“So small and adorable~“

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wimbledonsoot · 2 years

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[the fall] - I'M LIKE A RACOON IN A GARAGE (ep. 4)

the plot begins to thicken as you enter the masquerade held by Mr. Jacobs in disguise and try to discover exactly what you need to know to incriminate him. as you attempt to interrogate him however, you see something that makes solving this near-impossible case even more difficult.

trigger warnings for this chapter: canon typical violence, karlnap making out + hints at Karlnapity as a whole canon thingamabob, alchohol drinking, being drunk, mentions of throwing up, implication of sexual thoughts, innuendo, suggestive comments, wolf-whistling

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You would like to dig yourself a hole and die in it at this point, but instead you've got to pretend to be civil and kind to someone you think is maybe friends with a serial killer.

Which is honestly just not a good situation for you.

Initially, you'd planned to infiltrate Mr. Jacobs' house and then threaten him, but luckily enough, it seemed the man was having a party.

A large one, involving masks.

Which, of course, you were all excellently equipped for, save for your lack of any and all respectable (read: clean) clothing.

Which meant you need to commit some low-level crime (read: breaking and entering, theft, and assault. Just your average everyday shit).

Sneaking in through the window is simple, and the route to the bathrooms is easy enough, because here it is relatively empty. Mr. Jacobs has a large house (and likely a larger stack of money to go with it) and thus you're pretty much invisible. Luckily enough, however, you manage to stumble upon a group of people, and because they're spoiled ass rich ones, they're entirely too easy to knock out.

And then to drag to the bathroom.

You strip them down to their socks and underwear and then observe the clothing colection.

And curse god some more.

Because somehow, you managed to bag the most eclectic, individualistic, batshit crazy dressed people at this entire party, because the amount of furs and shit makes you want to run away and dive into the sea and then just like. drown.

Oh look. Fish scales.

You inhale deeply and bonk your head against the wall, groaning out.

"I'm not fucking wearing fish scales!" You protest.

"I'll wear the scales," Philza says.

Apollon winces, "I'll do the uh... bird costume," he spreads his wings, "these'll fit I think."

Phantom willingly goes for the whole-ass gold suit and stalks into a bathroom, while Dream eyes the lime green suit in distrust before picking it up and discovering the matching shoes, which are (hopefully) fake snakeskin cowboy boots. You can't help but laugh at him, and he sourly points at what they've left you with.

God must hate you.

Because sitting on the ground are two outfits, matching. One has a deadass cape hanging off of it, and the other's a suit with a neckline so daringly wide open that you really can't say you're fully dressed when wearing it.

And oh, lo and behold, they're both red as blood. Kind of fitting, at least in relation to your company.

"I'll do the cape," you say, hurriedly picking it up, "Sorry."

"I'll uh... figure out something with the buttons," The Blood God replies.

You shrug, a smirk on your lips, "Don't. It'll suit you I think." It slips out, you swear it does, but you'd be lying if you said that him blushing underneath his mask doesn't make your smirk grow wider. Seriously? What's wrong with you?

You silently go into the bathroom, but not before you hear Phantom snickering, "Smooth bestie."

Did he just say bestie?

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Techno is seriously considering his life decisions as well, because the shirt is virtually buttonless and open to such an extent that it's ridiculous.

The buttons are open to as far as his navel (what was up with the guy who was originally wearing this - it's ridiculous?) but even when he does them all up, it still exposes most of his upper pectorals. It mostly lies in the cut, and it's still smaller even when he's shifted back into his human form.

Because there was no way in hell those pants would have been long enough for him.

Now, they fit well enough, albeit a bit loosely, and he'll admit that the outfit does look rather good on him. It's still a tad too revealing, but with the remaining buttons closed, he can live with it.

He still wishes he didn't have to do this in the first place.

Techno isn't super great in social settings. If he's being honest, he never has been, and that's why he's largely avoided undercover missions like this his entire time as a vigilante.

But now, he's got to go into the lion's den.

Fuck.

Plus, the fact that not only you're present, but he just goddamn called you darling and there's that whole cup of tea to deal with? It scares the living daylights out of him, if he's being honest, and it's not without reason that he's pretty determined to avoid you this evening.

He just hopes he can.

Because Phil knows that Techno uh... likes you, and Techno knows that Phil has this strange obsession with matchmaking that did, admittedly, end up with Wilbur dating his high school girlfriend Sally for three years now. So yeah, maybe it works, but Techno has shit to deal with, and he swears that if Phil tries to matchmake he will commit arson.

He can't exactly guess what happens next.

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When you finally manage to make your way into the cape-adorned outfit and fix up your appearance appropriately, everyone else is already finished.

"That took you a while," says Phantom.

"Fuck you. Now, what's the plan?"

"Straight to the point, as per usual," Dream mutters, before continuing: "We need to infiltrate the the masquerade and find Mr. Jacobs. That means that splitting into groups is really our only option. Me and Phantom will take the top floor, and the rooms up there, Philza and Apollon, you'll take middle floor, and that leaves The Blood God and you, Y/N, to take the bottom floor and with it the ballroom."

Fuck you Dream, is the first thing you think, because why the hell has he decided to play matchmaker? He knows that for the ballroom you'll have to dance, because well, it's a ball, and he was 100% listening in on the conversation.

Prick.

But is there anything you can do? Nope.

Or, at least you think so. The Blood God has other things to say.

"Nope. I'm going with Phantom. You can go with Y/N," he demands, his voice sharp. You glance at him, planning to let him have a piece of your mind, but you stop in your tracks as soon as you see him.

Okay then. You were right about the suit looking good on him.

He's changed to his 'human form', and for a moment you think that the way his jaw curves, sharp and rather attractive, is familiar. But then the thought flits away as you spot the clothes.

Those pants look really good. And that shirt. And the colour matches his pink hair, tied into a ponytail, really well.

Damn.

"Yes?" The very Blood God interrupts your thoughts, and you clamp your mouth shut, blushing, as you quickly look away.

"Nothing."

You spot Dream rolling his eyes and prepare to flash him the finger, but before you can do so, The Blood God sighs and says: "Fine, I'll go with Y/N."

"You don't have to act so unhappy about it," you mutter, crossing your arms. He raises an eyebrow.

"Well with the charming company..."

"Fuck you."

The Blood God smirks, actually smirks as he turns away, stepping towards the door, "I do believe it's time we leave."

Dream grins and Apollon, never one to be outdone, actually wolf-whistles as you reluctantly grip your future dance-partner's hand.

You're about *this* close to saying fuck it and beating them both up, but naturally your inner instincts tell you not to, so you don't (plus, it's not as though you're entirely... reluctant to be dancing with The Blood God).

"Let's do this then, Blood God."

He laughs - actually laughs, "I'm already shaking with anticipation."

How is he so charming?!

---

"You're really sure about this? We're in public... it'd be so easy for us to get-"

Karl clamps a hand over Sapnap's mouth as he speaks, smirking slightly as he glances down, and trails the hand down as soon as he's sure his fiancee will stop.

His fiancee. God.

"Caught? Sapnap, darling, we're engaged now. It's not... it's not bad if we're caught, you know that right?" He doesn't wait for answer, instead hovering his lips over Sapnap's and smiling.

He nods.

---

In between loving kisses, Karl speaks, and it's near impossible for Sapnap's heart not to ache. Karl doesn't remember Quackity. Quackity forced him to forget. Quackity left us.

It's the first time they've been together since it happened. The first time. And Sapnap's heart aches. It aches so badly that he's sure that it'll break. And of course he should be happy; he has to be, he's with his loving fiancee (the one who has no clue about his other true love) and he should be happy.

Instead he's remembering the past and he's crying salty tears into the mess of kisses and scrambling hands.

Fuck.

It was a month ago, when Quackity did fuck-knows-what and suddenly Karl didn't remember him, and then suddenly their perfect relationship was fucked, down the drain.

No more soft touches.

No more cramped film nights on the couch.

No more peaceful, near domestic life.

Karl's finger brushes against the side of his eye, wiping away the tears. Are you okay?

No. He's not. He can't say that though.

"Got something in my eye, Karl," Sapnap pushes him away, "It's nothing bad. Don't... don't worry."

Karl stares at him in worry, but when his gaze flickers up his eyes harden. "Well, Sap. Guess you were right about getting caught."

---

Five minutes earlier, you're honestly having the time of your life.

Whoever this Mr Jacobs guy is, he throws good parties, and you're sure that you've never been served this many flutes of champagne consecutively. The Blood God's already admonished you a few times too many for you to count, but at this point you're just past tipsy and your inhibitions are flowing away like dust on the wind.

Pretty.

Someone's blowing bubbles and you frown as they fly past you, one of them bumping against your nose. You giggle, smiling as the man responsible walks up and smirks. He's dressed strangely; reminiscent of a video game character, but he's not unattractive. And he's got funny powers.

"Hi!" You say, smiling.

He grins, leaning against a counter and acting quite suave, if you're being honest.

"Hi, I'm Connor, and you?"

You blink once or twice, "The Connor? Like ConnorEatsPants? The world famous superhero? The fuck are you doing in L'Manberg?"

"Mr Jacobs is a friend of mine. Why are you here though, especially without a partner? Unless you have one, and they're just off getting you drinks - I'll back off if that's the case."

"I-" wait, speaking of your partner... where is he? And... why is your target dragging someone off to a room somewhere?! "I've got to go. Pleasure meeting you, Connor."

You hurry off, trying to find The Blood God and struggling to keep an eye on your target.

You do end up finding him. Even though it's via you practically crashing into him while he's effectively flirting. Wonderful.

"Fuck!" You shriek as you crash into him, and the woman he's talking to is the one who catches you as he falls (which is embarrassing, because he's pretty, and she's pretty, and you're clumsy as fuck when you're drunk tipsy).

"Thanks," you tap her arm and then focus on the Blood God, "Target's right there, partner. Like literally walking away.

He glances at you, his gaze cold, and you raise an eyebrow, "I thought you were better at this than I was?" He doesn't react, so you sigh loudly, gently remove yourself from the pretty woman's grip and say: "Well, if you're too busy flirting with a woman just as incredibly attractive as yourself - that is in no way shape or form irony - then it seems I must find the culprit myself."

With that you stumble away, seemingly leaving him alone.

You're jealous.

Oof.

Not only are you jealous, you're drunk, which means that focusing exclusively on following your target plus his increasingly willing accompaniment is rather difficult while also focusing on being able to walk properly. It's a curse, being a lightweight. Makes you oh-so-fun at parties.

Eventually, you do develop a sort of rhythm, and as you pick some of the canapés and snacks up along your way, you start to sober up. Which is useful.

Because in your hunt it seems you've entered the bedrooms.

Oof, guess you're getting free porn?

Before you can continue along the hallway in search of your targets, someone grabs your shoulder and tugs you back, spinning you around while gripping your other shoulder so that you're facing you assaulter.

The assaulter going by the name of none other than The Blood God.

---

"Let go of me," you say, but your voice is low and your posture is tense.

Techno grips your shoulders tighter.

Your face is flushed and read, you're barely standing, and the exposed skin of your shoulder he's gripping is clammy and cold. In short: you're drunk.

How. Did. You. Manage. To. Get. Drunk?!

He frowns, thinking of what he can do. You're right about the targets being right around the corner; he saw them entering the bedroom just about a minute ago (he can guess pretty well what they're doing but hey, it's always fun to crash parties). That doesn't mean he can just drag you along though. He doesn't know what mental state you're in, but it doesn't paint a pretty picture if the main member of this interrogative crew is nearly blackout drunk (not that you're at that point yet, but he's reasonably sure you're going to start throwing up soon).

When he tries to ask the voices for help, all they can comment on is how good your bare skin feels under his fingertips (and a whole other train of depraved thoughts that he chooses to ignore out of plain self respect).

Eventually, he decides that he's going to have to take you with him, simply because you'll demand him. After getting you some water, you knock on the door of the room in which your target is an open it.

And find none other than one of your best friends staring right back at you.

#technoblade x reader #dsmp x reader #dream smp x reader #technoblade x gn!reader #technoblade #technoblade imagine #dream smp imagine #[the fall] series #dsmp imagine #enemies to lovers #technoblade x reader enemies to lovers

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amyelevenn · 2 years

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Glimmer in the Eye of the Curious masterlist

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^^screenshot of the animation Hog Hunt by SAD-ist on youtube // I did not screenshot this! I go it from another user who’s @ I can’t remember

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in honour of 50 followers, i wanted to write this! I will admit that it is a rewrite of one of my other fics immerensis, but I’m still hyped to write it!! love love loveee the concept and plot for this!! hope you all enjoy reading this as much as I love writing it <33

summary;

like I said, a rewrite of my other fic Immerensis - but with things changed. reader isn’t the most sane & stable person, so that’s why they live alone. but it was such a beautiful day, right? how could anyone resist going out in the shining sun...

Kind of follows the events of the Dream SMP, but with altercations second persons POV (you/your/yours)

warnings/tags;

descriptions of violence, injury, death, swearing

will be mainly angsty but will still have fluff -- no smut!!

no use of y/n

status;

started // 3/10/22

last updated // 27/10/22

finished //

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one || When Worlds Collide

summary; an introduction...of sorts

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two || I Hate to Interrupt This Alternate Universe I've Wandered Into

summary; an unwanted reunion for both parties, but it’s better than being dead.

1.8k words // light angst

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#masterlist #dream smp #technoblade #technoblade my beloved #technoblade x reader #x reader #reader insert #gn reader #angst #HEAVY ANGST #fluff too #fluffy fluff

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daydream-walker · 2 years

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Could you do an eret x reader where reader dog- naps pog (erets dog) as revenge for for the l’manberg betrayal (taking place right after they got Independence) and they make like a scavenger hunt for his dog? I think that would be fun

Yesss love this so so so much!!!

Scavenger Hunt

Eret x reader

Fluff!

Summary: Eret has to go on a scavenger hunt because Y/N stole their dog as revenge.

(He/Her used for eret and they/them used for Y/N so it won't be too confusing!)

It was a typical day, atleast for Eret herself. She had some time on his hands so he planned to walk Pog for a bit and feed the lovely dog. But when she went looking for her dog she couldn't find the pupper.

He started getting more worried until she sees raindow paw prints leading to his study. This confuses Eret to no ends. No matter what she thought she checked her study to find a book on her desk that he didn't remember puttng there.

She picked the book up and a small piece of paper fell from it. He picked it up and saw something written on it, the handwriting seemed familiar but she couldn't place her finger on it. They read the message 'Would you like a burger before your walk?' That surprise Eret even more. Who knew she was going to walk Pog and did they take the poor dog? What did they mean by if she wanted a burger...

Then it hit him. The Van! She quickly rushed out of her study with her cape flowing behind him and made her way out of the castle to were the van currently stood.

Once Eret got there they find on the windshield of the Van another paper surrounded by more colorful paw prints, only this one bigger. It read:

'You found me! Pog is mine now unless you can find us by sun down! Good luck! Remember when you were in your prime? When you paved the path to our demise?'

He thought about it for a second. Remember back to when he betrayed L'manburg and brought the demise of his friends. It still hurt him. He wondered which one of them was behind this. He has been trying to do his best and make it up to them. Which one of them would steal her dog after all this time since then. The first way to find out is to find them and pog. He went through the note again to see anything that stood out. He noticed only two things connected.

"The prime path..." She mumbled to herself and quickly made her way to the prime path. Half way to tommys house he sees more rainbow paw prints and finds they lead up the prime path and to the side of Tommys house. Tommy thankfully not here at the current time. It would be hard to explain her current predicament to the blonde boy.

On the side of tommys house was a third note. This one read:

'To make your trip short check the place that has a more fire-y personality.'

She mulled over that one. The nether makes it easier to get around and it has fire. Could that be it? Eret believe it was worth a shot and made his way to the big nether portal. Once there another set of paw prints and a piece of paper. This one now read:

'Last one! Return to where this all started. What was never ment to be.'

That one he didn't have to think too hard on. The place it all began was L'manburg. Looking up in the direction Eret could see even through her sunglasses that the sun was getting dangerously low. So she started off to what was left of the old country.

By the time she made it there he was out of breath. He was after all practically running since it was almost sun down. While his head was lowered and hands on her knees still tired from the run he heard a bark and a quiet chuckle.

"Took you long enough." A familiar voice said, not in anger or sarcasm but in mischief and perhaps happiness. Eret looked up to see an old friend...Y/N.

"Y/N...You did this?" Eret asked as they straightened to her full height. Looking at their feet he sees Pogs tail wagging and the dogs adorable eyes looking up at her.

"Yup. Glad you found us. I was thinking I might be taking care of your lovely dog from now on!" They said happily patting Pogs head. Eret let out a small sigh of relief and let a small smile come to his lips.

"So why did you do all this?" Eret questioned. As the question hits Y/N's ears their lips form a thin line.

"Just a little scare and pay back for what happened way back then." They say keeping their eyes on the ground. Eret looked down too. He knew it hurt them when she betrayed them.

"Look I'm sorry for what happened but I genuinely thought what I did was for the good of everyone. You, me, and everyone else." She explains looking at Y/N who keeps their eyes lowered. They say somthing too quiet for Eret to hear and when they look up to see his confusion they say it again.

"I forgive you. I don't want to lose someone so close to me over that." Eret smiled at that and questions "So close to you?" Y/N's eyes widen a bit and look up at Eret. The quick change of expression made Eret smile.

"Well yeah...Your like my closets friend! And well..." Y/N stammered. Eret chuckles and gives them a kiss on the forhead. "Well I'm glad to know I'm forgiven. Come on Pog."

Before they can even understand what just happened Eret starts to walk away with Pog right behind her.

All Eret hears is a "HEY!" As he turns around and gets borderline tackled. Thankfully she keeps his balance and keeps the two from falling.

"You can't just do that!" Y/N says looking up at Eret as Erets smile grows bigger with each passing second. "And why not?" Eret counters.

Before they have anything to come back with Eret gives them another kiss this time on the cheek. They quickly turn red to Erets delight.

"Quit doing that! Or I'll um-" They try to think of somthing to say but fail. "Or you'll fall for me?" Eret says. "WHAT- No. I mean yeah but-Gah! I don't know!" Y/N rambles causing Eret to chuckle.

"Then let's find out! Its getting late lets had to my caslte? There is always a spare room for you there!" Eret offers. With a defeated sigh Y/N walks back with Eret and Pog. To the castle, and not at all unhappily.

Thats the end!<3 I hope you like it! I personally love Eret! Remember you can always request more and/or ask me to fix(or redo) something in the request! Have a lovely day/Night!!!

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ador3him · 2 years

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hello! can you do “i’d never turn down a kiss from you.” with dream??

pairing: Dream x gn!reader

warnings: alcohol usage/abuse (not that noticeable but can be interpreted that way) swearing

requested? yes by anon

word count: 630

a/n: WOOOO NO.4 OUT OF 10 its offical guys I am only doing 10 of these quick writes for the event. SO, REQUEST QUICK!!!!! (many bc i j found out i am moving this weekend so i dont exactly have time to be writing a billion) any request that are out of the 10 i will still do! just not is the 24hr time period (it will still be a part of the 150 event though!) I got this request at 6:31am AEST (16 hrs agoish)

Dreams’ eyes widen at the sight before him. A messy, drunken y/n. Their hair knotty- almost matted, their eyes droopy and their smile lopsided. The straps of their top falling down without notice as their arms wrap around Dreams’ neck bringing his for a hug, y/n basically hanging from his neck from the height difference.

“Hello D-Dream,” y/n slurs stumbling into the foyer of his house, they felt tiny inside the high roofed mansion he lived in. Dream looks stunned, y/n barely if ever drinks this much. Sure, they drink every week, but not so much that they are rocking up at their best friends’ house stumbling and slurring words. “y/n, why are you drunk and at my house,” he pinches the bridge of his nose sighing at the scene: y/n on the couch trying yanking off a pair of shoes failing miserably. y/n just shrugs unsure of why they are actually here. Dream had just gotten home after being at LA for TwitchCon for a good week and a half. After TwitchCon Dream and George went to a café with Addison Rae, the stunning Addison Rae, jealously immediately boiled within y/n and they haven’t stopped drinking in the 2 days since the photo has been posted.

“C’mere give me your foot,” Dream motions for y/ns’ foot. “Why of course my royal slave, get me out of my shackles,” y/n retorts in a fake as ever British accent which was utterly horrible but he just chuckles. He gently unties their shoelaces and shimmies the shoe off of each foot being careful and slow not wanting to yank their foot like they were to themselves before.

“Look you are drunk and incoherent, lets get you to bed and we can talk about this tomorrow. Hm?” Dream offers a hand and pulls up y/n, they latch onto his arm and trudge slowly to his room- well toward his room. They were extremely slow so Dream lifts y/n up and carries them to his bed effortlessly. He lays them down and hands them a pair of his sweatpants and his hoodie, walking out the room. “Where are you going?” y/n soft voice startles him, not expecting them to be so soft-spoken after before. “I am going to sleep on the couch,” he answers as if it’s the most obvious thing ever. “Nuh-uh,” they walk over to the door- tripping a bit- and pull on his arm. He follows them to the bed thinking he would sneak out when they fall asleep.

“Can I kiss you Dreamy?” y/n breaks the silence that fell between them for 2 minutes. A couple more seconds and Dream would’ve assumed that they were asleep. “I’d never turn down a kiss from you, y/n but you’re drunk, and I am not taking advantage of you like that, have a good sleep,” Dream moves out from under them and kisses their forehead goodnight.

He sleeps on the couch that night- well more like lays there until the sun is fully up a couple hours later as y/n came to his house pretty early in the morning. He walks to y/n his room with water and some Panadol, planning on placing it on the bed side table and leave but y/n is wide awake groaning softly. “Rough night?” Dream jokes handing them the hangover supplies. “Fuck up,” they mumble taking the water and Panadol. He lifts his arms in surrender and goes to leave the room- maybe to make breakfast for them both and his 2 other roommates. “I remember what I asked you last night, I am sorry,” y/n blurts out. “I stand by what I said I’d never turn down a kiss from you.” He says and walks out of his room.

Just fucking walks away leaving y/n stunned.

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