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prrism · 1 year
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Brainrot: Y/N is XD's demigod child, sometimes XD just casually walks around the SMP and Y/N once simply said "hey dad" while XD just laughs before saying "Hi kiddo" and everyone in SMP is WTF? ! (XD is laughing his ass off at the mortals reaction while Y/N tries not to laugh).
I’m 100% here for the casual chaos, sorry this took so long to write 😅 I wanted to try writing in a headcanon format since it’s not something I normally do, so I’m sorry in advance if it’s bad
Casual Greeting
Summary: When you see your father, Dream XD, paying a visit to his server you decide to go say hi, thing is very few knew you were his kid… until now anyways…
Characters: Dream XD, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Dream, George, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Karl, Wilbur, Foolish, Awesamdude, Quackity
Relationships: platonic
Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral
Of course you never told your friends about your godly nature and powers, wanting to blend in as much as possible, but sometimes you’d secretly use your abilities for some extra fun
XD had decided to visit his server and see how well the mortals in it were thriving *cough*visit George*cough*
Cue you walking down prime path with the Bench Trio, casually passing the god
“Sup dad!”
He could hear the smirk in your voice, one of his own forming when the trio freeze in place, staring between you and XD
“Mornin’ kiddo.”
It didn’t take long after that for word to spread that you were XD’s kid
Tommy and Tubbo were flipping out bombarding you with questions while Ranboo scrambled to write everything he could into his memory book
You’re getting spammed messages from Sapnap, Quackity and Sam and you can hear the shock for you not having told them this news sooner
Bad, Wilbur and Karl are the ones who’ll go out of their way to find where you are and then proceed to ask you countless questions
Those like Foolish, Dream and George already knew about your status as a demigod by one means or another
With just about everyone freaking out over this “big” reveal you’re not even trying to hide your laughter at the ridiculousness
And XD is right there beside you having the time of his life watching everyone scramble to wrap their heads around the news
Once the initial shock has passed you’re a bit more open to using your godly powers around the SMP
The pranks, boy oh boy, the pranks you’re now able to get away with
People can say you’re the one who lifted their house 10ft off the ground but who’s to say for sure
On top of that you get more visits from Dream XD
He says it’s to make sure you don’t end up using your abilities to blow something up you’re not supposed to, but you know he secretly likes being able to visit you more often
Like I said, I’m still getting used to writing in a headcanon format but how was that for a first try? Anyways, I hope everyone has an awesome day
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fandomlit · 1 year
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and scene (sbi x reader)
summary you make the mistake of telling your friends that your sociology class is boring. they change that for a day.
warnings swearing, implications of suggestive themes, fighting (but playfully)
a/n aka i’ve been watching too much gilmore girls lately
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gif cred belongs to @m-iyaeto​
in a lecture hall with two hundred students, it was easy to get bored. it was rare that the professor’s eye was tuned directly into one particular student, and even more rare that that student was you. sociology was an interesting topic, but not interesting enough to keep you from nearly sliding out of the small, cramped seat as you dozed off.
your attention was finally grabbed when the door slammed open. you sat up straight in your seat as a familiar blur stormed toward the row you sat at, demanding, “y/n l/n!”
of course, it only could’ve been wilbur soot.
the entire class stopped short to ogle at the tall man now staring down across four students to where you sat in your row. your professor didn’t seem to know what to say in that moment.
“where were you this morning?”
your heart was already racing from all the attention that had suddenly been turned on to you. you racked your brain but you would’ve sworn you had never made plans with wilbur for that morning, had he not been so quick to interrupt you.
“so what, it-it’s one night of hot, searing passion and then you’re gone?” he demanded, voice too loud and too clear throughout the suddenly too small lecture hall. you swore you had never felt so much heat fill your body; you had certainly not spent the night with your best friend.
“wil, wh-”
“oh, save your excuses for tonight!” he yelled out. giggles and murmurs were starting to reach your ears as you started to lift yourself out of your seat. “yeah, we’re still having dinner with my parents, by the way!”
before you could yell at him and protest, the door came crashing open for a second time. “y/n!”
it was technoblade, out of breath and gripping flowers. his vermillion gaze was locked on you and you felt like a deer suddenly in a big, bright headlight. 
“y/n, this can’t be the end for us,” technoblade spoke in his strong, powerful voice and suddenly you hated your friends so, so much. “not when i still feel this way for you.”
“you had your chance, brother!” wilbur yelled down to the longer-haired man.
your professor took this chance to speak up, “gentleman, i do not think this is the space for this dispute-”
technoblade cut him off without a thought, “you’re telling me you’re the better option out of the two of us?”
“i was the first!” wilbur started to descend down the steps again toward his brother. “she never told you about that night in the rain, did she?” that’s when technoblade threw him into a headlock and suddenly they were wrestling on the likely-disgusting carpet of the lecture hall. your classmates were cheering and laughing all around you, but you were absolutely mortified. just when you had buried your face in your hands, the door slammed open for a third time and a whistle blew in the room.
your jaw nearly hit the floor when you saw it was tommy, wearing a terribly cheap-looking policeman’s costume with the loud whistle between his lips. did they take him out of school for this?
“you two, break it up!” he yelled dramatically, tearing his brothers off of each other. “no crimes of passion in the university!” they finally broke apart in a fit of suppressed laughter and breathlessness. “see what you’ve done, y/n?” all eyes were on you again. tommy slung his arms over his brothers’ shoulders. “let this be a lesson to you all! never fall for the siren that is y/n l/n!” 
wilbur and tommy bowed as the class cheered and hollered. technoblade nodded at you and threw the bouquet of flowers. one of the guys in front of you caught it and offered it to you. you couldn’t help but let an embarrassed laugh slip as you took the arrangement into your hand. your smile made wilbur and tommy let out a loud cheer and technoblade clap before they scampered out of the class.
you threw your warm face into your hand again as the class’s excitement died down and your professor began, “well..” you heaved a loud sigh that made the girls next to you laugh again. “i think l/n here made friends with too many theater majors..” the class chuckled. “you did know those gents, correct?”
you nodded and gathered up what voice you could, “not as well as they implied, but..” the class broke into more laughter. “yes. they’re my best friends.”
“good, good,” the professor chuckled. “well class, let’s take this as an example of breaking societal norms.” you tuned the professor out again as you willed the embarrassed heat to leave your body, pressing a cool hand to your forehead.
you were going to get those damned boys back.
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if-you-feel-lonely · 1 year
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SBI with a reader that doesn't like physical touch
TW: N/A
A/N: we need more hype for people who don't like being touched it's unreal
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CC!TommyInnit (platonic)
In all fairness, sometimes he forgets
He sometimes goes to hug you or something but immediately stops when he remembers and apologises
He doesn't make a big deal out of it - the second you tell him that you don't like hugs, he says "okay" and respects that
He's absolutely curious as to why, but he doesn't ask
He doesn't think it's his place to ask, and he's completely fine with the fact that it's not his business
If you choose to tell him, he's more than happy to listen
It doesn't matter if it's due to past trauma, hypochondria or just that you don't like that sort of affection, he's there to listen and won't judge you
If, at some point, you were to decide that you're okay with it, he'll be excited but he'll be trying so hard not to overwhelm you with it
CC!Wilbur Soot (platonic or romantic)
Definitely respects it
He has days where he doesn't want people to touch him, so he can relate sometimes
You have other ways to bond, like talking and just spending time in each other's vicinity
Doesn't ask why and doesn't care, all he needs to know is that he shouldn't touch you
If you do tell him though, he'll be so honoured that you trust him that much
Very validating, if you say something like "I'm sorry, it's pathetic/stupid" he will immediately shut that down
C!Technoblade (platonic)
He totally understands, he doesn't like physical touch either
Will literally only touch you if someone's life is on the line
and even then he'd apologise when you're back to safety
Finds other ways of showing affection, through gifts or words
Will never ask why you don't like being touched, whether he wants to know or not
NEVER.
Refuses to do anything that would push your boundaries
CC!Philza (platonic)
Very understanding
Doesn't bother asking - or even wondering - why, he just accepts it without question
If he meets up with you but doesn't know about it, he might go to hug you but stop when he sees your expression
Apologises afterwards
Tries not to make a big deal out of it if he does forget, especially if you don't like making it into a big thing
Makes sure other people know about it, but tries to make it subtle
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"I like a man in uniform" HC's Dsmp
I have witnessed so many cosplays of L'manbur and GOOD GOD do some of you look wonderful. My favorite has to be the ones on the railroad tracks. Just the aesthetic is 👏👏👏. But yes I got inspired and this is the result.
Warnings: flirting, very little plot development, and flustered peoples. Very short 🙂
Summary: How some of the DSMP might react to you telling them you like them in uniform.
Contains: Quackity, Wilbur, Schlatt, Dream, and Ranboo (jokingly bc why not?)
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Quackity
(By uniform you meant his suspenders and red ascot/scarf thing. Y'know professional capitalist look ✨)
Honestly Quackity would just minorly panic but quickly throw on the charm
"Eeeeyyy really?! You do? Didn't take you for that kinda chica mamcita!"
Very ego boosting. Definitely a mistake to voice aloud.
Wilbur
(L'manbur in other words)
Finds it very nice and might stutter a little as he tries to avoid the obvious romantic comment
"Oh why thank you. Its ✨hand tailored✨."
Tommy in the background: "yeah his mum made it for him."
"You're wearing the EXACT same uniform!"
A scuffle breaks out between the two and you sit there eating popcorn.
Or
"Y/N I have a child."
Fundy in the background: "I'm twenty Wil-"
"And I love you my little champion ~"
It turns into a corny little minute of Wilbur just coddling Fundy.
OR (for you more romantic folk)
"Really? It's a bitch to get off, perhaps you'd like to help me this evening after dinner?" {insert winky face}
Smooth ass motherfucker right there
Schlatt
You have to grab Schlatt and fix his tie for him before you even say anything.
"Excuse me? What the fuck does that mean?!"
Totally flips out, turns a little red. If he's got a drink in his hand he drops it
Schlatt would grab you by the wrist and demand an explanation to which you'd boop his nose and reveal nothing.
It sets him on edge for the whole rest of the day. Like literally he's checking every reflective surface if his tie and jacket are straight.
Very subtle in the fact he really needed that to come from you of all people.
Dream
Orange jumpsuits really?
"Are you talking about my armor or how I am now?"
If you say his armor-
"Help me out of here and I'll wear it anywhere if you want."
If you say his jumpsuit-
"So you're into bad boys huh? Well lucky for you I'm clearly pretty bad at a lot of things."
Something cheesy that makes you giggle which makes him light up inside.
Ranboo (platonic joke-ish)
Stuttering fumbling mess
Like mans cannot keep themselves together
You start laughing with Tubbo and earn several gifted subs off the bet you wouldn't say it
"Ranboo it was a bet calm down!"
"You're despicable."
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sticksheaad · 10 months
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BEING JSCHLATT'S ROOMMATE (HCS)
platonic - warnings: swearing,
pronouns used - they/them
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WRITTEN BY ME
Fucking chaos. What do you think?
He'll threaten to shoot you if you leave the milk out. DONT LEAVE THE MILK OUT.
Always hearing loud screams, he's probably filming a video.
Ted often comes over, you guys are good friends, much to Big Guy's dismay.
You probably have some cutesy and PLATONIC nicknames for eachother.
Schlatt would call you:
Asshole, Fucker, Hun, Shitstain
And you:
Big Guy, Honey, Gay bitch (jk)
Many people think you're a couple, including Schlatt's chat. They think you guys are so cute together.
(you're in his room while he streams)
"Hey Big Guy, used money for this, date your roommate."
"Fuck no, we're roommates?" Schlatt said to the chat. He was getting a bit sick of people suggesting that he date y/n. "Me and y/n are friends and roommates, if they ever made a move, I'd shoot them."
That's what got y/n to look up. "What?" They were on edge for the rest of the stream after that.
Schlatt is a Big Guy as everyone knows, but that's just the exterior. You get to see the side of him that no one else does.
He's a nice guy, really. He, well he would harm a fly, but he would never harm you.
Despite the constant teasing, he's glad you're tolerating him. He's glad you're there when you need him.
FIN. sorry for the short post. Currently on a roadtrip. take care :)
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bad268 · 6 months
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Chosen (C! Technoblade/SBI X Child! Reader)
Fandom: DSMP
Requested: Day 24 of Writing Inktober prompts instead of drawing!
Warnings: Techno’s death and reader is Techno’s child in-game (Undisclosed age), my final goodbye to Techno, my hero. RIP Legend
Pronouns: They/them
W.C. 358
As always, my requests are OPEN
MASTERLIST // HITLIST
Writing Inktober 2023 Masterlist
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~~(^@/Philza's memorial to techno)
It wasn’t anything too abnormal. Wilbur had returned to Ohio, Tommy, and Tubbo seemingly fell off the face of the world, and Technoblade was off doing something in the Nether, leaving Y/n with Phil.
Techno was going to be gone a couple of days, he said. Well, it was pushing a week at this point and Y/n was aware of his disappearance. Techno sometimes lost track of time, it’s just who he is.
Phil didn’t question it; not until Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo showed up at his house. Apparently, Techno was supposed to meet up with them two days ago, and there is no way he would miss it.
“He’s just mining in the Nether,” Phil tried to tell them. “Probably ran into a problem or found something else to do.”
“But he would come home first,” Tommy pressed. “He loves Y/n. He wouldn’t just leave them without an explanation.”
“You say that like he’s abandoned them,” Phil scolded. The group looked at each other for a few seconds until they were interrupted by screams. Y/n’s screams.
The four bolted up the stairs and are immediately met with Y/n, their brother’s child, screaming, crying, and thrashing around. Y/n’s hands clawed at their ears trying to block out any noise. They cried out for someone, Phil specifically knowing that he might have a potion for whatever this was, “Phil, make it stop!”
“I need to know what’s going on to help, Y/n/n,” Phil comforted, sitting beside their bed as he tried to pry their hands off their head.
“No, Phil!” They screamed, “They’re too loud! It hurts, Phil!”
“They’re too loud?” Tommy questioned to himself before turning his attention to the child, “Who’s too loud, Little (first initial)?” Tommy asked, uncharacteristically quiet as he sat next to them on their bed.
“The voices,” they cried, finally opening their eyes to look at Tommy. Their normal (eye color) eyes were replaced with blood red. “They want blood, Uncle Tommy.”
It was then, they knew what happened.
When one Blood God dies, another must rise.
And unfortunately, Y/n was the chosen one.
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angstyx · 2 years
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Ah ok I didn’t know!
What about streaming with the SBI?
Sorry I’m Nights friend Toby!
It nice to meet you!
-Toby
Streaming W/ The SBI HCs!
TW: cursing, random stuff (i kinda just went off with random ideas), messy writing
Requested?: [Yes] [No]
Note: another fic? wow wow
This is kinda messy sorry
Masterlist // Rules for Requesting
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it'll be total chaos
and i mean total
i mean you probably could already guess what'll happen right?
tommy and wilbur would be arguing with each other over some dumb shit (probably over the game you guys were playing)
phil would be trying to calm them down but give up after a mere 5-10 minutes and just decide to chill with his chat and you instead
you would probably just be either try to calm the two down as well or just laugh your ass off at them while calling them dumbasses
would you be wrong tho? exactly
and techno? yeah who knows what he'll be doing
someone's stream would crash at least once or twice or maybe more than that
i bet 10 bucks itll be wilbur's cause i bet he'll knock or unplug something
but if it was a irl stream you guys were doing? then oh boy
buckle up cause itll be even worse than if you guys were playing a game
the stream would be named "chill irl stream w/ sbi" but once someone clicks on the stream they'll be met with screaming and cursing
again, the stream would definitely crash once or twice and itll be lagging most half of the time
maybe during the stream you guys would just be walking around places but still even if you guys were doing that tommy would find out a way to make it entertaining
maybe he'll publically embarrass himself or something close to that honestly
yeah maybe a irl stream wouldnt be a good idea
lets just stick to gaming streams cause tho itll still be chaotic, itll be less chaotic
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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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yettobedetermined7 · 1 year
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Imagine gift exchanging with the Dreamteam
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These streams were so funny I loved the parts when Sapnap kept pulling his gun out lmao
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victoria1676 · 2 years
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Okay okay heres another one and also just a real quick question for a sec now, just curious bout if Y/N met Child!Y/N, does Y/N have like- a mother instinct or smthn?
If she does, I imagin it would be like this for some reason ಥ‿ಥ
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Reader has both motherly and big sis instincts so yeah its very common for my reader to act like one when she sees kids XD
YOOOO THIS IS CUTE AND BRO THE FACT IF DSMP/SBI READER MEETS CHASM CHILD READER SHE WOULD BE LIKE
"I only met this child once and if anyone hurts them I will commit arson" 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Chas child reader would be happy to have another big sis while Mushi is happy for more people to protect their owner UwU
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ax-y10 · 10 months
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Goofiness
In which- Ranboo infected you with his silliness
Request: Something about reader and Ranboo being silly and goofy friends @colorfull-cord
A/n: I FEEL SO BAD THAT THIS TOOK SO LONG IM SO SORRY! I am not lying when I had so much progress, then it got lost, then I accidentally posted it instead of saving it as a draft and I then deleted it accidentally and now I have to redo it I did not mean for this to happen I'm so sorry pls forgive me
Chapter info: Goofy, silly, Ranboo and reader being dickheads, swearing... (expect that from all of my work), mentions of anxiety, mentions of body and facial dysmorphia, and let me know if I fucked up Ranboo's pronouns somewhere
Pronouns: None (You/Yours)
Masterlist:
You guys would have the cutest little handshakes and greetings
For example: A soft headbutt followed by a handshake, a gentle poke between the collarbone followed by a hug, a harmless, sarcastic insult thrown at the other followed by laughter
People would either look at you both with a confused expression, wondering what the fuck you guys are doing headbutting each other. Or they would look at you both with fond, silently admiring the two friends.
You would definitely just sit on a discord call late at night and listen to a bunch of their favourite Lemon Demon songs and they would listen to yours.
No doubt, you would do this for hours
Sleepovers would be like Tommy's sleepover vlog
Everything would be happening all at once.
Playing basketball and them having to help you get a slam dunk, begging them to donate some of their height
Taking their stuff and accidentally breaking stuff because "You didn't know it was fragile"
Watching random streams (specifically Aimsey's, Billzo's, Freddie's or Tommy's)
Sitting on the beds, painting each other's nails, attempting to make good food but ending up getting takeout
You guys would end up passed out randomly, you in your chair and Ranboo in such an uncomfortable position on the bed (no doubt you both woke up with the worst backache)
Streaming with them would just be chaos
Your little inside jokes made no sense to anyone else, and the both of you loved seeing Twitter explode over controversies for an inside joke you made.
You and Aimsey's little sister would definitely make fun of Aimsey's height because she's just so small and cute
And if you were up working really late at night at Ranboo's place, they would definitely just pick you up and carry you to bed if you fell asleep
If you were awake however, they would attempt to do what they do every other night, but you would just kick them in the knees and tell them to "Fuck off" jokingly.
But knowing them, they would just sit in the room for hours until you fell asleep so they could do that again
But imagine Tommy comes over and you both aren't inside but are out the back
And Tom tries to find you to tell you that Wilbur had invited you to a gig
And he eventually finds you both
And you were both throwing random clumps of grass at each other
But Ranboo accidentally hit you a bit too hair in the face with a clump of grass so you ran and grabbed the nearest heavy object, that being a scooter of theirs, and threatening to throw it at them
And Tommy just walked back inside and sat on the couch, waiting for you both to come back inside
I feel like if you were sick, Ranboo would just sit in your house or next to you or in whichever room you were in for days just to make sure you were okay
Like if you fell asleep on the couch, they would lay on the floor and just watch you, making sure that if you needed the bathroom or medicine or a water, he was prepared.
And if that did happen, they were always immediately off the floor and rushing to the fridge, or the cupboard, or the toilet, lifting up the lid, and getting ready to hold your hair back for you.
And you could never be more grateful for them in these little moments
And if they were sick, you would do the exact same
And they would always tease you with their height, hiding your phone charger on the very top shelf in the cupboard, or hiding the glasses and cutlery in the highest spots in the house
But if you ever got too upset, they would always back down from their jokes and apologise repeatedly
And they would just be so understanding if you ever had any sort of insecurity of your body, body dysmorphia, facial dysmorphia, or even just having a hard time , always being able to comfort your nerves better than their own
If you struggle with any social anxiety or anxiety in public spaces, they would just calm down their happy and cheerful mood and tone it down a few notches to their comforting one
The one they use on Tommy when streaming and being a content creator gets ahold of him
And they sit you down and immediately start comforting you
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prrism · 5 months
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A Visit From…… Dawn of the 16th
Relationships: platonic
Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral
Surprised I came back to this series? Yeah… me too
Two months of war preparations felt more like three years to you and yet it also seemed to zip by like a blur it was almost dizzying. Having many people come in, grab what they need, pay you and leave without much conversation was what most visits came down to nowadays. The only notable things you could pick up on over that time was that Bad and Skeppy along with a few friends established their own faction they called the Badlands, Quackity finally standing up for himself and leaving Schlatt, Dream was happily fanning the flames of war and chaos by telling the Pogtopians about a traitor in their midst and Wilbur was still slowly but surely descending farther into madness. You tried talking and reasoning with Wilbur but it was a harder task to accomplish when he spends most of his time in Pogtopia now. The only people who still came by the most were Fundy, acting as a great assistant collecting ingredients for you, Techno, it still surprises you the amount of materials he brings for his own personal collection of potions. Finally there’s Tommy, at first he didn’t come by that much but he’s started sleeping over at your place again, his excuse being that Pogtopia’s gotten too stuffy feeling for him, you can’t help but feel there might be another reason to it you just couldn’t place what.
Evenings approaching fast and you were packing away the new potions for Wilbur you’d managed to create in these few months, they weren’t exactly “stable” so to say, but Wilbur insisted you deliver them to him. With a sigh you get up and make for the door, jumping slightly at the knock on the other side.
“Can I help you?” You ask, opening the door with slight caution.
“I think that’s the fastest you’ve ever answered me before.” To your shock it’s actually Wilbur at the door.
“Oh! Well… I mean I was about to leave to deliver those potions you wa-”
“You did make those! Wonderful!” He cuts you off, letting himself in.
“Yeah, and I heavily reiterate that they’re still not exactly completed, with all this pushing to finish it I never got around to fully test them. Some might do more then their supposed to and some might now even do anything at all.” You explain.
“Yes, yes. That’s all fine and good, we’ll test it plenty on the field tomorrow.” Wilbur waves off.
“That soon!? I thought you’d take more time to prepare.”
“What and let Schlatt’s forces get the upper hand? Not a chance! The war ends tomorrow, one way or another…” He trails off, an ominous tone lingering in the air for a moment before he shakes himself off. “Well, no better time like the present! I’ll be taking those potions now.” He quickly jumps back to a more chipper tone.
“Wilbur…” You let out a sigh as you finally get his attention. “You shouldn’t… I don’t think…” There was so much you wanted to say but just couldn’t find the words to say it anymore. “After this is done and you guys win, because you will win! You promise you’ll come over and tell me all about it, right?” It goes silent between the two of you for a long time, both of you just staring at the other.
“I… promise…” He says half heartedly. You should’ve stopped Wilbur from walking out the door, should’ve tried harder to reason with him, should’ve kept those potions to yourself… but that wouldn’t make a difference to anything, because both of you already knew his promise was an empty one…
It’s well into the evening and sleep was easily evading you, as you stare blankly at the ceiling. You sigh and get out of bed hoping that grabbing some water might ease your racing mind. Instead a suddenly knock on your door has you’re mind and heart racing at who could possibly be coming by this late.
“Hello?” You open the door with slight caution.
“Just the alchemist I was hoping to talk with.” Dream says, as if he was expecting someone else at the door.
“It’s late so let’s make this quick. What do you want?” You raise an eyebrow his way.
“See this is why I like you,” Dream starts, inviting himself inside. “You’re down to business and to the point, no need to sugarcoat anything.” He casually places his arm around your shoulder. “I’ll make this quick. What side are you giving your support to?” You give him a very confused glance at the question.
“Dream, you know I don’t do the whole ‘choosing sides’ thing.”
“True as that may be its pretty clear who you’re showing more favour towards. I mean heck, you made a whole new potion for Wilbur just because he asked you to. That doesn’t seem like something you do too often.” You feel his eyes bearing into you through the mask.
“What are you getting at? Sure I was able to throw together a sort of portable TnT potion, but the results are still few and far between what I’m usually satisfied with.” You cross your arms unamused.
“Fair enough, but that still doesn’t answer why you’ve heavily limited your services to Manberg. And as a hired hand for Schlatt I’d like to know why.” Dream says with a shrug.
“Forgive me for being hesitant with wanting to continue business with someone who very clearly threatened my life.” You start sarcastically before shifting to a more bitter tone. “And why are you helping Schlatt? It can’t be just because you want to fan the flames of war, you usually want something else out of it.”
“As sharp as ever, I see.” Dream then pulls you closer and looks around as if to check if anyone else was nearby before continuing in a much more hushed tone. “You’re right, Schlatt bought me over with something I just couldn’t refuse.”
“And that would be…?” You trail off, silently cursing yourself for your ever needy curiosity but still hoping for an answer.
“A revival book.” Dream emphasizes, you practically shove him off of you as you step away from him in shock.
“You’re joking, right? Something like that is insanely powerful and rare to boot, there’s no way he actually had one.” You desperately try not to raise your voice, worried it might alert your companions, who were sleeping over in the spare room for the night.
“It’s true… I’ve got it right here.” Dream then pulls out said revival book, as if it wasn’t a big deal to have in his possession in the first place. You stare dumbfounded at the item and can just hear his smirk when he speaks again. “You know, I’m more then happy to share this knowledge with you… so long as you’re willing to return the favour.” This somewhat breaks you out of your shocked trance, finally catching on to why he was so open about the book with you.
“You know what? I’m good. You keep your secret knowledge and I’ll keep mine.” You decline as gently as you could.
“Well it was worth a shot.” Dream just gives a shrug. “While I’m here, you mind if I grab a few potions for the road? All for personal use, I promise.”
“So long as you can pay for it.” You’re quick to jump into business mode. Dream nods, grabs what he needs and hands you a fair amount of emeralds and gold to pay for it before he’s out the door. Maybe now you could catch some sleep…
You never did catch any sleep, with so much rattling around your head paired with the new information that Dream had a revival book you just couldn’t get to sleep. The first rays of the dawn shone through your window, your house was extra quiet today, everyone had already left for the finally battle between Pogtopia and Manberg. You, of course, were taking no part in the fight but stay home wasn’t helping ease your nerves so you decide to stretch your legs and go for a walk.
The autumn air was crisp as you walk though the forest surrounding the area, doing anything and everything to calm your racing mind. The cad of some crows didn’t exactly help the situation tho, making you look up at the birds sitting amongst the branches. Now you weren’t entirely one for superstition, however the sudden appearance of so many crows in the area certainly left an uneasy feeling in your gut. That’s when you saw a large murder of crows flocking around a specific area up ahead, part of you wanting to turn back and head home the other part pushing you forward to investigate this strange occurrence.
As you draw closer to the area swarmed with the dark feathered birds you come to a complete halt when you see someone walking casually among them, heading towards Manberg. It wouldn’t have struck you as too odd, after all you’ve met many interesting characters before, but the large crow-like wings were a bit off putting, you just couldn’t place why until you remembered the old tales of a man chosen by Death herself to be her champion. There was no way this was that exact angel… was it? You don’t get time to think to much on it when the cawing of another crow catches your attention, this was staring at you, you stare right back which makes it let out another loud caw before swooping down and snatching a piece of gold from your pocket.
“Wha- hey!” You try to catch the bird but it dodges you and flies off. “Little thief.” You huff to yourself. You take in your surroundings again noticing the man you saw earlier was nowhere in sight now, not sure if that was a good or bad thing you decide you’ve had enough fresh air and head back home.
“There’s a saying, by a traitor… It was never meant to be…”
You’ve never felt so jumpy in your life, first you couldn’t sleep thinking about everyone involved with the war, then Dream revealing the book, now it was the possible sighting of the Angel of Death, while you still weren’t sure if you were just hallucinating it also couldn’t just be some coincidence. You felt ready to explode from all this anxiety, seems you weren’t the only one as a loud yet distant explosion is heard, enough to bring a slight shake to your home. Instantly your out the door, booking it in the direction of L’Manberg, stopping by the edge of a cliff that overlooks the little country… or what was left of it anyways.
“Oh Wilbur,” you sigh discouraged, “what did you do…”
I regret nothing
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if-you-feel-lonely · 1 year
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p!cc!schlatt w teen!reader who met because they both joined the dsmp at the exact same time and they ended up getting terrifyingly close? n maybe a drabble or hcs, up to you!
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Omg pretend this isn't a month late.
They/them pronouns for this one 🫶
TW: swearing
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You were the last person Schlatt expected to befriend from this SMP
He knew some people, and he knew of some people
You, however, where a complete stranger
You two spoke a bit when you first joined, and it felt oddly natural
It was weird to talk to someone he'd just met (nevermind a CHILD) like he'd been best friends with you for years
You just had that effect on people, I suppose
Lots of weird jokes came out of your unlikely friendship
"Hey, that is my CHILD you're talking about, back the fuck up."
A very bad influence on you
Definitely convinces you to do very out of pocket things
Likes to call you when you're at school, especially if you live in a different timezone
"Hey man, what's up?"
"It's six o'clock in the morning where you are, why the fuck are you ringing me?"
"Damn, would a hello have killed you or something?"
Yeah.
This man is a risk to your mental stability (assuming that you have any)
A very "I don't care what you do but don't get hurt" sort of older brother figure
He'll only snitch on you to someone else if he thinks you'll actually get hurt from what you're doing
And even then he'll try to get you to stop himself before he calls someone
Very much wants to meet up with you
Would pay for trains, flights, whatever it took
Would even drive or fly to you himself if you couldn't
Always tells you to stay in school and not drop out
He wants you to have a backup plan if things don't go to plan, and I honestly rate that
Doesn't mean he won't call your teachers stupid and say your work is pointless, but you win some, you lose some
But if you're genuinely not getting anything from it and it's a waste of your time, he'll just tell you to do what you think is best
Goes feral when you get weird people in your chat
"THAT IS A CHILD. A LITERAL CHILD."
Doesn't matter if you legally become an adult, you're still a child
You two have a joke where you call him old and he calls you an infant
"You're basically a fetus, shut the fuck up."
"Alright grandad, calm down. We have to be back at the home soon."
You're both very chaotic
pretend this isn't incredibly short because I'm trying to get some writing out :,)
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c!peer pressure duo headcanons
so this is kinda geared towards reader being platonically married to c!beeduo but it doesn't have to be (I only specifically mentioned like two hcs for that)
i was missing Techno a ton so here, I'm kinda hoping this'll help msdmfndnd not proofread
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Techno and Ranboo are the ultimate chaotic calm
mix that with any sense of humor and you've definitely got a good trio
both of them have difficulty with Techno's voices and Ranboo's voice which would probably prove stressful at times to say the least
y'all pull through though
these two would be so fun to hang out with
i mentioned mining with Ranboo but with Techno? whole different story
y'all probably end up seeking monster spawners to break the server with
Ranboo's creation of infinite cake definitely helps you three out when aDvEnTuReS
Techno brings you to blow stuff up regularly I wouldn't doubt
anyways
at night if any of the three of you have trouble sleeping Techno talks about mythology until you're able to rest
he claims it's solely for the sake of you and Ranboo being able to function/fight if need be but everyone knows he cares a lot
Techno definitely enjoys spending time with Michael as well. Techno, you, Ranboo, and Tubbo could spend hours in the woods walking with the kid and taking turns carrying him
dueling practice with Techno. need i say more
Techno makes sure Ranboo has a book at all times. if it's not the memory book even. anything's better than nothing
you would probably have a book as well. Techno makes sure of that, especially if you enjoy writing/drawing
Techno probably can't cook too well, he seems like a person who would burn it and proceed to eat it
so we leave the cooking to Phil
lastly imagine the hugs Techno would give
he tries not to seem like it but he gives off "doesn't let go first" vibes
and he waits for you to be ready
mans would absolutely be the best
Ranboo definitely tries at hugs
he's very lanky so it's slightly awkward but you make it work
memory boy our beloved
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ALRIGHT SO THAT'S ALL I'VE GOT, MY EYES ARE CLOSING BUT THANK YOU FOR READING THIS FAR IF YOU'RE SEEING THIS YOU'RE AMAZING (:
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beeindaclouds · 2 years
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Idea;
Child of dream was taken care of by sapnap since reader was 2 because dream is a horrible father and was only worried about power. He neglected his child and sapnap noticed, so he took reader in, and to no ones surprise, dream didn't notice nor care. When reader is like 9 they ask why they never see dream and sapnap is just like "oh you poor baby"
No I'm not projecting... Ok maybe.
Hallo, thanks for requesting!
This request is pretty deep, but, I'd write anything for C!Sapnap soo, hope you enjoy <3
The Better Father
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Click here before requesting, please ^^
Reader: GN - They/Them
For as long as you can remember you have been referring to Sapnap as your dad
It's normally hard to remember things from the first few years you were born in
Sometimes you might remember glimpse of some moments
But you remembered absolutely nothing with you real dad, Dream, other then Sapnap himself
The reason for that is that Dream never paid attention to you
Even if you were his child and, basically, shared the same blood, he never cared
As the power he had over the SMP and the people who lived in it slipped from his hands, his mind was consumed with ways to get everything back under his control
Leaving you, his new born baby, at Kinoko Kingdom with Sapnap
Sapnap did everything he could to fill in that void that your biological father had left
He played with you, fed you, changed you, taught you how to speak and walk
He was there said your first word and when you took your first step
The things an actul father should do, he was doing them for you
You never questioned why he was here and not your actual dad, you were too young to even comprehend what was even happening
But by the time you were nine you started noticing stuff
The pictures of your dad and his two best friends that were left in a box under Sapnap's bed
The way Sapnap never mentioned your father and avoided his name like the plague
Whenever you would mention him, he would look at you with this heartbreaking gaze
Subconsciously telling you that it was a touchy subject, especially for someone your age
One day you even found him crying to Karl, his partner, about it
From that day on you stopped asking about Dream
And the more you grew up, the more you wanted nothing to do with him
You had a way better father who loved you anyway
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lanaxoxoxoxoxox · 9 months
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6 with tommyinnit for the dialogue prompts
oh my god yes yes yes !!! sorry this took so long to respond
, can i stay with you tonight ?
tommyinnit x fem!reader (platonic)
warnings: none, just super cute fluff
a/n: toad, im sosososos sorry this is so late !! inbox go brrrrr
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"Tommy, how long are you going to be at the gig?" I asked, holding the phone up to my right ear.
I heard Tommy pause and sigh before he responded. "I'm not exactly sure. I'm pretty sure Will said he'll be done with the gig and the cleanup by 11:30."
"Shit, that's gonna take a while. Are you sure you're going to be alright by yourself for a while?" I said.
"Mhm! I'll be fine. Stop worrying about me, jeez." Tom joked.
I laughed. "Alright. Have fun. Bye!" I said.
"Bye, Y/n!" Tom replied, hanging up the phone.
I placed my phone on the kitchen counter face down. I had a lot of time to kill before I had to pick up Tommy from the Lovejoy gig, so I might as well get some streaming work done. I opened up my laptop and got to work.
A couple hours later, I heard my phone buzzing from the kitchen counter. I grabbed my phone and saw my alarm go off for when I should start leaving to pick up Tommy.
"Shit!" I said frantically, shutting the lid on the laptop and grabbing my shoes.
I got into the car and started to drive to the location of the gig where Tommy wanted for me to pick him up. After 15 minutes, I finally got to the center, and I looked at my phone. Exactly 11:30 on the dot.
I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. I walked around and looked for Tommy.
"Y/n!" a voice called. I perked up my head and saw the tall, blonde boy start walking towards me. He ran a little bit towards my way and gave me a big hug.
I smiled. "Damn, did you miss me this much?" I said, teasing him.
Tommy pulled away from the hug and smiled back. "Let's just go prick." he said, playfully rolling his eyes.
Tommy climbed into the passenger seat, and I got into the drivers seat and grabbed my phone. I opened Spotify and gave Tom my phone to pick a song. Tommy paused for a second, staring at my phone in thought. His fingers then quickly started typing. I chuckled at his actions. He seemed so.....focused. I then started up the car.
Tommy played a random playlist from his account and placed the phone back onto the phone stand. He looked over at me with a pleading look in his eyes as I pulled out the centre's driveway.
"What is it, Tommy?" I said, laughing.
Tommy laughed back. "Can I stay with you tonight?"
I sighed dramatically and braked the car, looking over at him. "Sure, Tommy. Why not." I said, smiling.
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we love short but sweet fics !!
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