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au where dream and wilbur are both actors, set to star in a movie together.

it's the story of the fictional city of l'manberg and its fight for independence, the two of them playing the generals of the opposing sides.

dream is nervous, because contrary to wilbur, who's been starring in big productions since his early teens, the movie is dream's first big role.

but the crew is absolutely wonderful, and the worry about meeting wilbur, whose fan he's been for a long time, is completely unnecessary, because the first words wilbur says to him are, "we're making them gay."

dream can only stare at him, a confused, "what?" all that comes out of his mouth. he's kinda glad that they're alone in the meeting room, sure that he looks like a complete idiot right now.

wilbur just grins.

"come on, the part where i straddle you, the scene where you pin me against a wall, telling me to surrender? people are gonna ship these guys anyway, the least we can do is give them some good material."

he accompanies his words with a little wink, light brown eyes twinkling with mischief.

it makes dream laugh, the last bit of tension melting from his shoulders.

he smirks back at wilbur.

"why the fuck not."

later, he thinks that might've been the moment where his tiny celebrity crush turned into something more.

filming is amazing. the crew is one of the nicest dream has ever worked with, and he makes fast friends with a lot of them.

there's sapnap, tommy, tubbo, and george, their co-stars, niki and karl, two of the writers, and the director, phil, and the producer, sam.

but the person he spends the most time with is wilbur.

he has no idea if it's because they're the leads, they actually get on that well, or a mixture of both.

all he knows is that ever since their first encounter in that meeting room, they've discovered that they not only share a love for stupid jokes and geography, but also that the chemistry they're able to show on screen easily translates into real life.

dream is honest enough with himself to admit that none of it helps with the adoration he has for wilbur, making the butterflies in his stomach and the warmth in his chest stronger with every smile, every compliment, every hug he gets from the brunet.

he never realized how serious it got though.

the day he finally does is the one where they film one of the scenes wilbur mentioned at that fateful first meeting.

they've been doing what they were talking about then for weeks at this point, every scene between their characters charged with unbelievable amounts of tension.

it's fun, and no one has told them to stop yet, so dream doesn't expect anyone to do it now.

which is exactly why he's not holding back at the moment, hands wrapped around wilbur's wrists, pinning him against a brick wall that one of their set designers, foolish, built in the studio two weeks ago.

his breaths are deep and deliberately controlled, face just the tiniest bit closer to wilbur's than it has to be as his lips quirk into a malicious smirk.

"just give up. you know you can't win against me. you're not good enough."

he meets wilbur's eyes, the brunet's gaze the perfect mixture of defiance and fear, and not for the first time, dream is hit with the thought of how amazing of an actor wilbur is.

he tries to free himself from dream's grip in a way that probably looks much stronger on camera than it actually is, allowing dream to follow the script and continue to hold him in place.

when he falls still again, dream lets his expression shift into a triumphant grin.

"we have no mercy for you. we will burn down your houses, we will kill everything inside your walls, and we will take back the land that is rightfully ours, if you do not surrender."

with a sneer, he brings his face even closer to wilbur's before delivering his last line of the scene with a vicious tone.

"i wanna see white flags outside your base by tomorrow at dawn or you are dead."

spitting out the last word, he watches as wilbur flinches, eyes fluttering shut for a second before they open again.

when they do, dream is suddenly overcome by the urge to kiss him.

it comes out of nowhere, slamming into him like a freight train, and he's just barely able to stop his eyes from flitting down to wilbur's lips.

"cut!"

phil's yell pulls him back into the present, and he lets go, stepping away from wilbur.

"guys, that was a perfect one-take! you were fucking incredible!"

dream barely registers phil's compliment, mind stuck on the way wilbur's breath was fanning over his lips, how the only thing he wanted to do was surge forward and kiss wilbur.

it's horrible. he can't fall in love with a co-star. especially not wilbur soot, beloved sweetheart of hollywood and the public.

he glances over at the brunet who's straightening out his clothes before meeting dream's eyes, smiling brightly at him.

dream's heart flips and he sighs inwardly.

looks like it's already too late.

the rest of filming goes wonderfully. dream's pretty sure that some of his scenes with wilbur were some of his best ones ever, even phil and sam mentioning that their energy together is stellar.

it makes both of them grin shyly.

when the movie goes into post-production, dream allows himself a few weeks of rest before he's out again, meeting with his manager and visiting castings.

he stays in contact with wilbur and the rest of the crew, even encountering tubbo and sapnap at one of the auditions.

the ten months until promotions start fly by like nothing, and soon, dream finds himself in interviews about the biggest movie he ever worked on.

it's exciting, and fun too, especially since most of them include their whole cast, always talking and joking and laughing.

dream missed them, and it's nice to be in the middle of the chaos again, bickering with sapnap and goofing off with tommy and tubbo.

but he also enjoys the quieter moments, talks with phil or george and especially the bunch of interviews where it's just dream and wilbur.

his feelings for the other haven't disappeared in their time apart, something that only gets more obvious now that he's around wilbur pretty much 24/7 again.

still, he gets through promo completely fine and without blurting out every emotion he experiences in wilbur's presence.

he guesses the acting career was the right choice.

when it's over, six weeks of games, interviews, and two press conferences done, they get a few days off.

then, the premiere rolls around.

it's happening in new york, and their team rents out the whole floor of a hotel close to the cinema for all of them to get ready.

things are hectic, but the tension in the air isn't a negative one, filled with excitement, joy, and pride.

dream, who's been one of the first ones to be done, is wandering the crowded corridors in his search for wilbur, a grin on his face.

the last person to see his fellow lead was eret, telling him that wilbur's in the suite at the end of the hall, waiting for the rest of them just like dream.

when dream wanders in, the room is empty, but he only needs a moment to catch sight of the open balcony door, leading out onto the private terrace.

stepping outside, he's met with wilbur watching the city skyline, turning and smiling at him when he sees dream.

tina, one of their stylists, has put him in a dark blue suit reminiscent of the uniform he wears in the movie, pairing it with a crisp black shirt and perfectly polished black dress shoes.

thin silver rings adorn his fingers, matching the delicate silver necklace around his neck, a small pendant in the form of a star resting against the hollow of his throat.

hair messy and the tiniest bit of color on his lips, he looks absolutely breathtaking, and dream almost feels a little boring in the simple green suit hannah gave him.

"hey."

wilbur's voice pulls him out of his thoughts, eyes finally flitting up to meet wilbur's.

reciprocating the greeting, he steps up to the railing to stand next to wilbur as the brunet asks, "nervous?"

dream nods.

"a bit, yeah. biggest premiere i've ever been to, since, you know, biggest movie i've ever worked on."

he chuckles, a little anxious and mostly happy.

wilbur grins and gently nudges his shoulder.

"understandable. but i think you don't have to worry so much. it's gonna be amazing. and if it really isn't, just come find me and the two of us can go to subway or something."

brown curls fall into dark eyes that shimmer with sincerity, and dream, overwhelmed by the genuine offer and the soft curve of wilbur's smile and all the things they did together in the last two years, lets so much more honesty slip into his next words than he originally wanted.

"nah. i think i'd rather take you to a nice restaurant for our first date."

wilbur's lips part, and before dream can even properly register what he just admitted, he breathes out, "are you serious?"

he sounds so hopeful, completely different from anything dream expected.

it's everything he ever wished for.

so, he simply replies, "i am."

it seems to be enough, because not even a second later, they're both moving, their lips meeting in a chaste, sweet kiss.

dream's heart races as they pull each other closer, bodies pressed together when they part with matching smiles on their faces.

their fingers interlace.

(in the end, they don't ditch the premiere, but they do get dinner at wilbur's favorite sushi place a week later.)

#hope y'all enjoy the little easter egg i put in this lol #you'll know what i mean when you read it #but yeah it's 1am i'm going to bed now #if there are any mistakes... no there aren't #dreambur #c!dreambur #madduo #au ideas

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itsfeckinwimdy · 2 years

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*HONK*

c!Karlnapity x Reader (Romantic) (Soulmate au)

Reader Pronouns: They/Them

Summary: The quartet are soulmates and need help finding their way back to each other. What's better to help them than the Soulmate Goose Of Enforcement?

Warnings: Duck hybrid Quackity, Blaze hybrid (blazeborn) Sapnap, DSMP family canon, Y/n is Phil's kid and Wilbur sibling, angst, mentions of fighting, mention of war, mentions of exile, mention of previous death, ambiguous/open ending, and finally unconscious people who don't want tea.

Word Count: 5.3K (5379 words)

DSMP Masterlist

Published: 22/10/2022

(started writing: 29/05/2021, yes it has taken me over a year to finish this)

Everyone had a soulmate. Sometimes it was easier to find them and be with them. Other times it was more complex and took a bit of time for everything to fall in place.

At least, that's what Karl told himself. But if he was being truthful, it was partly his fault.

The brunette kept hiding secrets from the people he loved. He claimed it was to protect them and that he would tell them if they needed to know, but honestly, he was scared. He was scared his partners, well now ex-partners, would judge him, and that if he told someone about his memory problems it would only worsen. That he would have to face reality, that he would have to stop time travelling, that he would have to stop trying to find a way to fix everything, that he would have to stop before he lost all his memory. Before he lost his partners. His soulmates.

But a part of him knew it was too late.

The night before the Pogtopita-Manberg war, the four had holed themselves up inside George's castle, knowing that two of them would be fighting against the other two in the morning. It was something the four of them were trying not to think about, knowing there was a chance that any of them could be getting injured or losing a canon life.

The entirety of the quartet was tired. Quackity's wings were killing him from being buried under his shirt all day, Sapnap was itching to set something on fire, Karl was fidgety with nerves as he didn't want to fight tomorrow, in fact, none of them really did, and Y/n was cold from their bath they had taken to strip all of the soot and grime from their skin, due to Pogtopia not having the best living conditions.

Y/n's brother, Wilbur, and themself were the cause of all this mess. The two of them teamed up once he arrived on the server to cause chaos but ultimately made a power grab and created L'Manberg from a simple drug van and the shared thoughts and beliefs of others.

But then they lost it.

That caused the new leader to exile Y/n, Wilbur, and the teenager, Tommy, who looked up to Y/n and Wilbur as older sibling figures, knowing the three would fight for their country back, even if they no longer had any jurisdiction over it.

This led to them fleeing, Wilbur losing a canon life along the way as he dived in front of Y/n after Punz attempted to shoot his younger sibling. That night Punz feared for his life after Sapnap threatened to kill him if he ever tried to hurt his partner again.

After setting up base in an abandoned ravine, their dad's old friend Technoblade joined them, promising to help destroy the government.

Whilst planning for this upcoming war and having Tubbo as a spy, for which he, unfortunately, got executed, Y/n would try to spend as much time with their partners, that being difficult to do so as two of them lived in L'Manberg and Quackity was forced to work ridiculous hours for the drunken president.

Therefore, the castle became a safe haven for the four.

This led to Y/n spending most nights closer to the impending day of the war there. They were glad they could sleep in a proper bed with the people they loved, and that they got to have a break from the bickering between Wilbur and Tommy.

Noticing Karl fighting the urge to get up and start pacing again, Y/n shuffled closer to Sapnap, letting the blazeborn's naturally high body temperature warm them up, and they wrapped their arms around Karl's midsection, pulling him into their torso.

Reaching forwards, they managed to get Quackity to join to cuddle pile, Sapnap wrapping his arms around the three of them, or at least trying to.

That night, the four made a promise to always stick by each other's side and to never let each other go. To always talk and resolve problems and that they would be truthful to each other. After all, they were now fiancées.

As they made this promise, the sound of an achievement rang through their communicators.

'The Soulmate Bond' it simply read.

That night they knew it was meant to be.

But then again, that wasn't the right saying on this server. What was it again?

Oh yeah,

It was never meant to be.

Sapnap was worried. And he had every right to be.

First, it was Y/n. After the death of their brother, they had started to pull away from the other three, becoming seemingly distant and only really there at night to sleep, disappearing for hours on end.

Quackity had followed them one day only to find them sitting overlooking a cliff. Apparently, it was where Y/n first took Wilbur on the server, where the two saw their first sunset together. Y/n would sit there as the hours would pass, watching the point on the compass spin, it no longer pointing to their bother. They began to snap back into their old self after Quackity sat with them, becoming who they used to be but more willing to fight.

Then Tommy got exiled. Sapnap and Karl believed they already knew, therefore not bringing it up, and Quackity simply didn't tell them. That sparked one of the biggest arguments they had ever had.

Y/n stayed with Phil that night.

Everything seemed fine for a while, with Y/n coming back home and then the quartet creating Cedar Rapids. And then Ghostbur came back, making it easier for Y/n to move on. Everyone was happy.

But then came the butcher army. Y/n refused to let their dad be pushed around and stepped in, earning themselves house arrest, by orders of Quackity.

That night they left. Sapnap remembers the conversation he had with them before they went. It was seemingly normal, Y/n saying they were staying with Phil for a few days. Except they didn't.

It was two weeks later they returned, hearing that Technoblade had killed Quackity. They helped the stubborn duck with his recovery. The blazeborn remembers the amount of shouting and the arguments that happened that week.

Looking back, he should've stepped in more. But he couldn't have known what was going through Y/n's mind at the time.

See Y/n was planning to blow up L'Manberg again. To finish their brother's job. They had realised how corrupt it had become, now wanting to get rid of the power the people who ran it had.

Sapnap should've seen it coming.

After doomsday, there was the final argument. Tensions were still high, and Quackity still couldn't see why Y/n chose to blow it up. Why Y/n would choose the side of Technoblade. The side of Dream. They explained why though. How L'Manberg was originally a power grab. How it was their idea to blow it up in the first place and that they were just finishing what that had started.

Sapnap should've stopped the fight. He should've stopped it before the words tumbled out of Quackity's mouth, before Y/n and Quackity exploded on each other, before Y/n walked away for what he thought was good.

Everyone's heart broke a bit that night.

Second, it was Karl. He started to disappear for a few days at a time, and when he returned? It was like his brain was scattered, and then he'd started to forget stuff.

At the time Sap had chalked it down to Karl's already bad memory, to his forgetful nature that his fiancée had. It began as small things. Karl forgot what day it was, where he left his book, what time he was meant to be at a certain place, and whether or not he had a meeting with the rest of Manberg's cabinet that day. But then It got worse.

Looking back, Sapnap realised that there were some days when Karl wouldn't say his or their partner's names until someone else said them. He had just thought Karl was messing around at the time, him just being cute and just wanting to call them by pet names but looking back at it, he should've realised sooner.

He should've realised when Karl came up with the idea of creating a new place to live, Kinoko Kingdom, because he said Cedar Rapids held no significate importance to him. Before he said it held no real value and that it was just where he lived because Sapnap lived there. Not because Sapnap, Quackity, and Y/n lived there, but because Sapnap lived there.

He should've realised before Karl completely shut him out. Before Karl would hole himself up in his library which he was forbidden from going in. Before Karl would forget him completely and call him by a stranger's name.

He should've helped Karl sooner. His heart cracked again.

Third, it was Quackity.

See the duck hybrid was stubborn, there was no denying that. Sapnap learnt this early on. If Quackity had his mind set on doing something, then there was a small chance, a very minuscule chance at that, of getting him to change his mind, the chance decreasing if Quackity was the one with the power to do what he wanted to do.

One morning, Sapnap had woken up alone. Karl had gone off again, who knows where, Y/n had just left maybe four days ago, and now Quackity had disappeared.

It stayed like that for a month. Quackity and Y/n were nowhere to be found. Karl occasionally disappeared and returned with his memory shot. Sapnap, probably wouldn't have minded so much if Quackity had told him where he was going, but after another month of no contact?

His heart broke again.

And the worse thing was? Karl had no idea what Quackity or Y/n meant to all of them.

And Finally, it was himself.

He could feel himself slipping away. With Karl coming and going, and no word from either Y/n or Quackity, Sapnap was stuck.

It wasn't like he had anyone to go to. His brother was locked away in a heavily armed prison, rightfully so; his Aunt Puffy was busy trying to deal with the fact one of her sons was locked up and also trying to solve this problem with the egg; his dad had been possessed by said egg, and was currently trying to take over the server; and his best friend was in some sort of deep sleep, only occasionally waking up.

He didn't know how much longer he could be there for Karl. As much as it broke him to ever think about leaving the Jacobs boy, he didn't know if it was worth it anymore, not without his partners. His first love and his third.

He didn't know how he could continue like this.

About a month after the fight, Y/n wanted to go back. Even if everything wouldn't go back to normal, they still wanted to see them, to check that they were doing okay. Because if their partners, well ex-partners were okay, then they'd be okay.

Or at least that's what they kept telling themselves.

The day they went to leave, Y/n climbed down the ladder leading to their room, only to be met with their dad, Philza, in the main room. As they made their way towards the front door and began to pull their cloak on, he stopped them.

"What are you doing?" he asked, nursing the warm mug between his hands.

Y/n sighed, not wanting to have this conversation with their dad but knowing he wouldn't let him go without telling him first, "I'm heading to Cedar Rapids, why? Is something wrong?"

Phil's face fell slightly, "There's a blizzard. You won't be able to make it Y/n."

Y/n's face dropped, and their heart sank in their chest, "How long will it last?"

They hoped it wouldn't be more than a few days at most, however, they were wrong. They ended up spending the next month trapped in the Arctic, unable to get to where they needed to. Unable to apologise for the shit they said.

The day they were finally able to get to Cedar Rapids, it was empty. The land was barren, but the buildings still standing. Their shared house was empty of the majority of everyone's belongings, only a few of theirs and Quackitys left behind.

Where was everyone?

As they stumbled out of the house, tears trying not to fall from their eyes they hit a solid object. Their hands came up to steady themselves, something grabbing onto their biceps. Looking up they saw the face of one of their fiancées.

Pulling back from their grip, Y/n wiped away their tears, wrapping the arms around their torso curling in on themselves. Their fiancée's wings drooped in response and his arms dropped to his sides. The two noticed the obvious distance between them, both physically and emotionally.

Choosing to break the silence between them, Y/n spoke up, "Hey."

Quackity stood still, having an internal malfunction. He was trying not to say anything he didn't want to say, not wanting to screw up again. His wings tightened up behind him, the slits in his shirt allowing his wings to come through, as he stood defensively. His instincts were screaming at him to comfort Y/n.

"Hey."

Looking up at the duck hybrid, Y/n locked eyes with his, and anyone could practically see the awkwardness between the two.

"So, uh," Y/n began, eyes still locked with his, "How are you?"

Quackity's wings fluttered slightly, "I'm alright I guess?"

His response came out as a sort of question, confusing Y/n slightly but they choose not to question it.

"How're the others?"

Quackity paused and Y/n could see them visible tense and him trying to form an answer but not knowing what to say.

"Quackity?" Y/n began, taking a step closer to him, "What happened?"

Hopping through the nether portal, Y/n grabbed a bunch of snow and hurled it at the goose that was following them, it letting out an exasperated honk and flapping its wings in annoyance. They stood up letting out curse words at the animal, beginning their trek back to their shared home. The white feathered animal biting against Y/n’s cloak and pants, attempting to pull the human back towards the nether portal.

The door slammed shut as Y/n walked through it, shrugging off the snow that had landed on their cloak. It felt like their ears were ringing, their mind spinning even though they could see clearly.

"What do you mean you left?"

"I did exactly what they did. What you did-"

Phil looked concerned at them, wondering what had happened, as his kid nonchalantly discarded their cloak and bag.

"What do you mean by that, Q? Where's Sapnap and Karl anyway, shouldn't they be around?"

"Well I wouldn't know, I came back one day to get them only to find they had disappeared along with all their stuff and most of ours."

"What do you mean disappeared?"

Phil's confusion began to grow as he heard the patter of webbed feet on his floor.

"Like gone. I don't even know where they are."

"Y/n," Phil began, walking closer and seeing the white goose standing next to his child, the goose attempting to pull on his kid's pant leg, it hissing at them when they shooed it off, "What's that?"

"This?" Y/n looked down at the goose, letting out a hiss in response to it honking at them, "It's a goose. And it won't leave me alone." They began frustration seeping through their voice, "Apparently it won't die, no matter how many times you push it into lava. So now I'm guessing it's some sort of immortal being that's come to spite me for my wrongdoings."

Y/n turned and climbed the ladder to the upper part of the house, the goose nestling down by the stairs, ruffling its feathers before it seemingly began to settle down.

"It's a soulmate goose."

Philza's head snapped around to face the voice, him calming once he realised that it was only Kristin. She made her way towards him, resting her hand gently on his shoulder, Phil leaning into the touch he could barely feel.

"The soulmate goose of enforcement only appears when there is an obstacle a soulmate pairing needs help to overcome," She continued walking over to pet the goose before it vanished, "It seems as if our little crow needs some help after all."

Upstairs, Y/n stared out of their window, watching the snow gently fall as they played with the three rings that were attached to a necklace around their neck. Each one with an engraving that referred to each counterpart in their past relationship.

"What do we do?" Y/n asked sitting down next to Quackity on the ground. The duck hybrid had finally stopped pacing and was now frustratedly pulling strands of grass from the ground before throwing them down, "How are we meant to find them?"

"I don't know," He began, "I don't know. I just- I keep thinking if we hadn't... You know... Then everything would be okay."

The two looked down at the ground, not noticing the goose begin to materialise in the distance. The silence between them was awkward. Neither of them knew how to continue and say what they wanted to.

"I came to apologise," Y/n spoke up, beginning to rip grass up from the ground. "I tried to come a month ago, but then there was a storm. But-"

"It would've still been too late," Quackity cut them off. Y/n looked up at him only to see him staring at the ground, refusing to look at them. "I left because I thought you weren't coming back, and then I had this idea-"

"What do you mean you thought I wasn't coming back? Quackity, I made a promise and so did you and the others! That we'd never walk away. Ever."

"Well, I'm sorry for thinking that then! It's just after the shit we both said I thought you were leaving this time for good! That you'd finally given up on us!"

"Can we not argue for once?"

"Oh, says you."

He stood up, taking a few steps backwards, before groaning in disdain.

"What now?"

"That fucking Goose is back!" Quackity sighed out, "I swear, it won't leave me alone."

"Okay, and what does that have to do with finding Karl and Sapnap?"

"I don't know okay! It's just this fucking thing won't leave me alone and keeps trying to drag me through nether portals." Quackity sighed, clearly frustrated.

"I'm sorry," he grumbled out, "I'm not good with emotions sometimes."

"I know," Y/n replied before standing up and taking Quackity's hands in theirs, rubbing their thumbs on the back of his palms when he didn't object or try to pull away. "You'd think the blaze hybrid would be the most hot-headed out of the four of us. Turns out, he's the least."

Quackity let out a small smile at their words before enveloping them in his arms, his wings fluttering and encasing the two of them.

“We still need to work stuff out,” Y/n said, voice slightly muffled, from where their head was buried in Quackity’s shirt.

“I know sweetheart, I know.”

Sapnap was outside.

And he was touching grass.

This wasn’t unusual for the blaze hybrid, him liking to sit in the flower fields surrounding his house.

When Karl choose the leave Cedar Rapids, Sapnap couldn't help but follow him, not wanting to lose the last of his partners, even though it felt as if he had already gone. Like Karl had slipped through his fingers and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

He thinks that may be the reason why he subconsciously chose this place to live. The flower fields reminded him of the unproblematic childhood he had and the first home he knew.

The loud honk, which came from his left, startled him enough that he dropped the flower crown he was absentmindedly weaving, fire igniting around his horns. The amber flames swirled before dying down.

The goose waddled over to him, attempting to bite onto his sleeve and drag him. Sapnap attempted to swat him away only for the goose to hiss at him.

After a least a minute of this happening, Sapnap sighed at the animal before grabbing it over its wings and lifting it into his lap, the goose immediately settling down but now gnawing on his hand.

“Why do you have a Soulmate Goose?”

Sapnap didn't tear his eyes away from the creature that was nestled in his lap, it was still keen on trying to bite his fingers off.

“Nice to see you too Drista,” he said back, “What do you want?”

“To know why you have a soulmate goose? Duh?”

Spanap gave her a deadpan look, “Well I don’t know. Shouldn’t you know, aren’t you like a god or something?”

The teenager glared at him from where she was floating in the sky, “Just because you’re best friends with my brother doesn’t mean I like you.”

Sapnap rolled his eyes in response, returning to pet the animal in his lap, the softness of the feathers reminding him of the nights when Quackity would let them help preen his wings. The duck usually ends up curled up on his lap, his head on Sapnap’s chest listening to his heartbeat letting out soft chirps of appreciation. Sapnap's heart clenched at the memory.

The teenager let herself land on the ground, sitting down amongst the flowers as she stared to mess with the grass.

“My brother told me about them.”

“Who, Dream?”

“No, XD,” she glared back at him when he interrupted her, “He used to say that sometimes the humans would need help to be with their soulmate and that he and some of the other gods created this being that would help them, the people giving it its name.”

“The soulmate goose? Really?”

“That’s not its full name, idiot. It’s the Soulmate Goose of Enforcement,” Drista deadpanned. “Anyway, I wouldn’t have thought you would end up meeting it, you know. You get along so well with Karl, Quackity, and Y/n, therefore you wouldn’t- Oh.”

Sap looked down away from the teenager, returning to give the now quiet goose more pets.

“Yeah,” Sapnap whispered in response.

Feeling really awkward about the situation, the teenage god thought it would be best that she left, “I’m going to go and find Tommy, bye Snapchat!”

And with that, she teleported away leaving the blaze hybrid alone in the field.

Sapnap began to think about his choices again. About everything that had happened, about everything he didn’t say, about everything he could’ve, no should’ve done.

He knew he should’ve stepped in and stopped Y/n and Quackity from arguing. He knew he should’ve helped Karl more before he began to forget everything. He knew he should’ve helped himself, to stop himself from walking away from his home.

Yes, Kinoko Kingdom may be where he lived, it may be his, or partly his, but it wasn’t his home. Cedar Rapids was more his home, if anything, the Dream SMP was more of his home than this place.

His fiancées are his home, not here. Not anywhere else.

Not this place he ran to when he was scared. When he was terrified of losing the last person who meant something to him.

A few tears escaped his eyes, but he quickly wiped them away as the Goose in his lap let out another honk.

Unbeknownst to him, a figure started to approach him, coming to a stop a few feet in front of him, gentle cawing being heard a lot more.

“She was right you know,” The woman said, Sap looking up at the person standing in front of him, not recognising the figure. He tensed up, ready to fight the unknown person, but only if it came to it, "I didn't expect you four to have him."

"I'm sorry, but who are you?" he asked only for the woman to gently smile in response.

"I'm Kristin, Goddess of Death-"

"You're Y/n's mom," Sapnap interrupted.

"I am, amongst other things," Kristin sat down in front of the young adult, "It's nice to finally meet you Sapnap. Y/n talks about you quite a bit."

One of the few crows flying around came and hopped down on the ground between the two, dropping Kristin a shiny rock, letting the goddess pet them before flying off and joining the rest of its brethren.

"Sapnap," Kristin began, letting the blaze focus his attention back on her, "The best thing I could do is give you advice. Don't spend time dwelling on what needs to be done. Go, find Y/n and Quackity, and talk. If you keep bottling up your feelings, it's going to get you nowhere, and this guy here is just going to get more mad at the four of you for being idiots."

"They left," Sapnap replied, voice cracking slightly, "They left us-"

He tried to continue talking but sobs left his mouth as tears started to fall. His shoulders shook with each shuddering breath he took, his horns lighting with a dull blue fire once again.

Kristin shuffled forward, wrapping her arms around him, letting his head fall onto her shoulder as she ran a hand through his hair, comforting her almost son-in-law.

And as Sapnap let the tears fall from him and his emotions run, he knew he couldn't continue like this. He knew something had to change.

The rain was bad that night.

It didn't rain much in Las Nevadas, it being in a warmer part of the smp, but when it rained, it poured like hell.

It was mainly when thunderstorms would happen in the main part of the greater smp that the weather would really be affected. It was like a cycle. Heavy rain that would cause the river to rise where L'Manberg once stood meant that light showers would last an hour at most and thunderstorms would cause heavy rainfall that would soak anyone to the bone.

Quackity knew it was a bad storm because even Slime was holed up inside.

He had managed to zone out the sound of rain hitting the window, the continuous drone allowing him to block it out as inherent background noise. The occasional flashes of light caused his wings to twitch in anticipation.

There was something wrong.

Quackity didn't know what exactly. It was more of an inherent feeling creeping up behind him, causing the occasional shiver to run down his spine. He just couldn't put his finger on it.

Slime was sat by the window, looking out across Las Nevadas. He personally likes the rain, just when it gets too heavy it affects his viscosity too much and throws him off. 'There's always the fountain', he thought, his fingers tracing the raindrops across the window.

Slime was following the raindrops as they fell, his finger reaching up to trace them before he remembered what his friend Quackity had told him the last time he did that.

Slime knew that he was a goopy guy but sometimes he would forget. He knew that he was bones or that he had to be but sometimes his brain didn't connect and say that to his goop. It was something he was working on because he had to seem like a human and that he had bones, even when it was a no-bones day.

Anyway, ignoring Slime's partial existential crisis, the goopy guy in a shirt and pants, and basically an identical outfit to his friend Quackity, he continued to stare out of the window before ultimately attempting to return to his previous task.

Quackity was not paying attention. The paperwork in front of him had been read at least twelve times but he still couldn't take the information in. Something was disrupting him and he couldn't work out what. It was an itch in the back of his mind, an annoying one at that.

He let out a sigh as he dropped the pen onto the table, leaning back against his chair and pushing himself away from his desk. He let out a puff of air, blowing the strands of hair out from in front of his eyes. Quackity really needed another haircut.

He stared up at the ceiling, his mind starting to wander.

How long was it going to take purpled to find Karl and Sapnap, surely not another week right? He couldn't keep living like this. In denial and regret, it was drowning him.

Even if the two decided they never wanted him again, then at least he would apologise to them. It was the least they deserved.

The shadowy figure in the distance continued to draw closer, forcing Quackity, who had unfortunately noticed its presence earlier but chose to ignore it, to rise up out of his seat and head towards the window. It was a person he was staring at, carrying a bundle of something in its arms, but for the life of him he couldn't work out who.

The rain was cascading down now, affecting his vision and the lights of his city did little to unmask them. His heart clenched at the sight of it; that same nagging feeling saying something was wrong hit him tenfold.

He turned to face Slime, having made up his mind he would go see if the masked figure was okay only for the doors behind him to be flung open.

It was Y/n soaked to the bone.

"Q," they began, terror etched onto their face. It made Quackity's feathers ruffle and stand on edge, wanting to wrap them in his arms and protect them from whatever they were afraid of.

"Q, it's Karl."

The fire flickered casting light across the room. It was the only source of warmth alongside the abundance of blankets piled across the four of them.

The bundle held in Quackity's arms was no stranger to him, the mop of brown hair that usually covered his forehead pushed to the side allowing the damp cloth to rest there and lower the Jacobs boy's raging fever.

The duck's instincts kicked in and the other two stepped aside to allow him to swaddle and care for Karl. They knew he was in safe hands and that Quackity was better at dealing with sick people.

Y/n had propped themselves against the wall, a blanket thrown over their shoulders and wrapped around them. The cloak they had donned earlier was in a pile alongside some of the other wet clothes of both Sap and Karl.

They looked down at the duo huddled on the floor, Quackity's wings furling around the star-eyed boy in a protective cocoon. Chirps left his mouth as he changed the water on the rag before smoothing it over the brunette's unconscious forehead.

There was no guarantee that he would wake up. Y/n could only pray that the gods of prime would help him. They couldn't lose him.

"What happens now?"

Both their own and Sapnaps heads snapped up to look at Quackity, he having the courage to break the scared silence that had overcome them all.

Y/n looked to Sapnap, the blazeborn looking worse for wear. It looked like he hadn't gotten an ounce of sleep in the past years, like he was soon to be death-walking. Just like Karl.

His shirt was clad against his chest, the white material somewhat see-through but now drying allowing them to see the runes that lined his body. He was hunched forward, his own blanket lying over his shoulders as his hands were clasped together in his lap.

Figuring that he wasn't going to speak up, Y/n pushed themselves off the wall and moved to sit between Sapnap's chair, and where the two were huddled together on the floor. They grabbed the blazeborn's hand in their own and placed their other upon Q's shoulder causing him to sway towards them slightly at the affection.

"We talk." They spoke out, the three awake sharing glances at each other.

A distant honk sounded as the goose settled itself into Slime's lap, the goopy guy petting the animal before it began to fade into dust, blowing away into the sky.

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citrus-blade · 8 months

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Could u talk a bit about other stories you have planned or AUs?

Oof, i can do that sure! Important: ALL this are works I didn't write anything for yet except notes that are all in ONE document. I haven't started writing any of them yet! (Except infeasible)

Also, all of them are Dreamnoblade as main ship!

Infeasible Prince!Dream and Knight!Techno. Basically Dream was sent to the kindgom where Techno is a knight in order to marry the prince there. However, the prince is a horrible person and Dream knows this, but is ready to go through with the marriage to help his own kingdom. Techno is his personal knight. The two get closer and fall in love but... There will Not be a happy ending in this one!

Arranged Marriage with a Twist-AU Techno is the king of the arctic empire but his people get worried cause he doesn't have a lover. In order to remain peace with another kingdom he get to marry the princess. However, on the wedding night (after the ceromony) it gets revealed that not the princess of the kingdom was sent but the prince, Dream. In order to not embarrass himself they keep that secret. Oh yeah, also there's a twist! Not sure if this will be a happy ending or not!

A/B/O Dragon-Edition Techno works as a scientist in laboratory that expertices in dragonoids. Dragons that can turn human. When they get one of the rare male Omega dragons he get assigned to look after him. However, the dragon is aggressive and stronger than people thought. Soon it's revealed that Techno is also a Dragonoid and they try to find a way to safe the dragon, Dream. Most likely a happy ending and a shorter story!

Hybrids-AU Dream was an Enderdragon Hybrid, one of the rarest out there. Techno was a piglin Hybrid, rather common but great for illegal fightings. Both lived happily in Philza's village after being separated from their mothers. One day hunters came to pillage it and Techno lost his best friend. Years later he finds him again and has to hope that Dream remembers him Happy Ending planned!

Cat Café – AU Dream owns his own cat cafe at the corner of a small street. One day Techno finds his way in and falls for the cute owner. What Dream doesn't know it that Techno is the boss of a rather known and brutal gang and Techno didn't plan on telling him. Happy Ending or Bittersweet Ending planned!

Cardverse-AU Every few years new people were chosen to become the King, Queen and Jack of four different kingdoms. They are born with certain marks on their skin and would live in the castle to learn their duties. Each country – Spade, Hearts, Clubs and Diamonds – followed said rule and each King, Queen and Jack had their own powers. Techno was the king of Spade and grew up learning how to rule, his Queen wasn't found though. Until one day they brought him a blonde man who looked like a peasant. Not sure about the ending yet!

Dragon-Rider-AU Techno was a pure-born, both parents were Dragon Riders and obviously so was he. His grades in the academy proved that. Then there was Dream, a boy with a scholarship who had been picked up from the street, a dirtblood and – when you can trust rumors – a queer. He could never be a Rider and no dragon would choose him at the end of the first year. Or so Techno's friends said and he believed them but were proofen wrong. Meanwhile the evil kept rising to more power, wanting to get rid of non-purebloods Bittersweet Ending planned!

Futuristic-AU A serious of murders were happening in L'manberg and Techno was ordered to find out what happened. Sadly he met a certain Sexbot who seemed to have been programmed in a weird way, like he had actual characters and feelings. But he was a machine, but to Techno's misfortune he was needed to solve the case. Not Sure about the ending yet!

Dystopian Apocalypse Techno is undercover in one of the three Cities behind walls. They were built when the apocalypse started and monsters swarmed over the earth, infecting people and making them sick and turn into monsters of their own. Techno belongs to a rebellion that wants to make the walls fall so that not only rich snobs are safe. One day he gets ordered for protection to transport a possible cure that will only be used within the walls. His rebellion group attacks the escort and steal the cargo, but to their surprise there wasn't any medicine, but a human being (Dream). Now they have to figure out what to do with him. Not sure about the ending yet!

Hiraeth - Part 2 Can't say anything here due to spoiler, sorry! Except that it will be in Dream's POV! Happy Ending planned!

College-AU Techno is on Love with Dream, but Dream is on love with someone else. In order to forget him, Dream is willing to sleep with Techno and he accept it. With time more feelings happen and hearts get broken. Not sure about the ending yet, but lean towards happy ending! :]

Superhero-AU Dream works for the city, always. He really needs a break but due to being the most successful hero he rarely get one. His main enemy is Blood God who works witht he Syndicate in the hope of making the city fall. One day something happens that they need to work together, because hybrids kept vanishing and when one of Blood God's as well as Dream's friend vanish, they see no other option. (Dream eventually gets curropted here) Not sure about the ending yet!

#citrus talks #Citrus AUs #anon #ask #Dreamnoblade #dnb #there are more ideas in my head and phone notes but they're so vague I really have nothing written out for them yet

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faebriel · 4 months

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4 12 & 18?

hi daisyyyyy hehehehe :3

4. Anything you like in particular about writing for this fandom? (the setting, the aus, the people, etc)

i just love the characters, man. they're all such unique messes thrown into the same general vicinity and it's fun. the mixture of big set piece conflicts like wars and stuff combined with the tight interpersonal conflicts (key example: how niki's beef with tommy interplays into the fall of l'manberg and how she lets it go after he is murdered in the prison) is such a fun vibe. it's like you can make every massive conflict that ends in raining TNT from the sky or whatever into the most cutting and personal conflict between two or more characters and because of the setting it just WORKS. definitely other mediums do this as well but mcrp being such a mixed pot of ccs joking with their friends and big story set pieces and minecraft logic around violence and character acting is a real strong point for fic inspiration i feel.

12. Funniest comment you've ever gotten in a piece of work?

there are quite a few contenders but i think i gotta go with this one my friend melz left on all's well that ends

thank u melz for your fic comments <3

18. How similar are the things you enjoy writing to the things you enjoy reading?

hmm there's definitely some overlap? but for concepts i really enjoy, usually i want to write my own... and then include all the things i like specifically lol. i think i definitely tend to read things that i don't write a lot of myself (e.g. i read a lot of ccrimeboys for someone who doesn't really write ccrimeboys fic; ditto with csbi back in the day, i think the closest i've gotten to those four talking in any of my fics is the dinner scene in cause some of us are bitter)

ask game!! 🎇

#thank u for the qs daisy!! they were very fun <33 #asks #ask games

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calmthefuckdownalright · 2 years

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Masterlist

{Anything and everything Character!Wilbur Soot and Empires SMP is welcome here}

My Blog Rules (please read)

Request Page (rules included)

Search Tags Announcement

My AU List w/ explanations

Spooky Season Announcement of 2022

Favorite Dream SMP Quotes: S.B.I

🎼Front Lines of L'manberg🎼

The Front Lines of L'manberg Part 1

The Front Lines of L'manberg Part 2

The Front Lines of L'manberg Part 3 (WARNING: Not my best work)

The Front Lines of L'manberg Part 4

💙💀Ghostbur Content💀💙

"I Remember You"

"Why Haven't We Done This Before?" 18+ MINORS DNI!!!

The Lovely Corpse Bride

"Dancing With Your Ghost"

"I think I died for you" (REQUESTED)

“I think I’m Alive For You” (Part 2 for above ft. Revivebur)

👻Phantombur Things👻

A Fall From Grace

A Fall From Grace: Phantombur's Fall

Phantombur HC's Part 1

Phantombur x Reader Interactions (REQUESTED)

🔪Yandere!Wilbur Items🔪

"Welcome Back Darling"

"I won't be far to Follow" (REQUESTED)

😴Sleepy Bois Incorporated😴

"Godsend" Context Piece

"Godsend" Part I

"Godsend" Part II

Butterfly Reign “I Renounce You” Fanpiece Part 1

(Only posting Part 1 here, the chapters are at the end of each part)

😍Simpbur Section😍

"I'll Make You Mine" 18+ MINORS DNI

"I See Red"

All Bark No Bite Part 1 (REQUESTED)

All Bark No Bite Part 2 (REQUESTED)

Ice Skating With The Simpbur (REQUESTED)

C!Wilbur Soot Samples

Rejection HC's

DSMP Uniform HC's

Regular HC's

Say My Name HC's

Protective Bursona HC's

Blazeborn x C!Wilbur (REQUESTED)

Stealing the Bursonas Clothes Scenarios and HC's (REQUESTED)

Wilbur Plays You A Song on Piano (Drabble)

DSMP Ice Skating HC's (REQUESTED)

Treat You Better (Featuring Eret)(REQUESTED)

Pacifist Reader x Wilbur Variants (REQUESTED)

Swan!Reader x Wilbur (REQUESTED)

Baker!Reader x Revivebur (REQUESTED)

Rabbit!Reader x Bur-sions (REQUESTED)

Promises: Wilbur Comfort for SH (REQUESTED)

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I’ll Keep You Safe (If The World Must Burn)

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Front Lines of L'manberg Drafts (34 recorded casualties)

#Master list #C!Wilbur #dream smp #origins smp #phantombur #ghostbur #wilbursoot #character!wilbur soot #Front Lines of L'manberg AU #sleepy bois inc #simpbur

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tjodity · 2 months

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Sorry for the wait! I attempted to work on some art for this but very quickly lost motivation!

With AUs, the one I've probably talked about least is The Death of a CEO.

The Death of a CEO (which could be shortened to TDOAC or maybe TDCEO I suppose would be easier) was inspired partially by a friend recounting some of the plot of Spy x Family to me which caused me to get interested in some of the general ideas (spies, disguises, work romances, assasinations, etc.) The setting was inspired by the game Sub Rosa for reasons I don't really remember.

The gist of the plot would be a mixed around retelling of the Manberg Pogtopia conflict as well as the Badlands. It's set in a large lawless capitalist city in the middle of a desert. A few people vye for power as plutocrats while many more are made to work to largely pointless tasks. As of the time of the story, the Badlands have taken complete control of the city and have ruled it for several decades, though in more recent times it has mainly been Badboyhalo and Skeppy acting alone, Puffy falling into depression, Sam going off to work on a project deep under the city and Ant going missing.

The other main focus is L'Manberg, an independent faction based around equality and peace that has constructed a town deep within the supports of the city. They fought hard with police/security, but have come to a fragile peace just before the events of the story by negotiating with the local security captain (Dream) to keep them unnoticed. Prior to the story Eret sold the town out in an attempt to become a high ranking politician and possibly fix things that way (it's not going well for her) so the area currently consists of Niki, Jack, Ponk, Tubbo, Fundy, Tommy, Quackity, Dream (kinda), and Wilbur.

The story itself begins with the return of a businessman who left the city years ago and is coming back rich off of oil drilling and with a powerful company. Jschlatt arrives by train with his two sons (Grunk and Ty from SMPLive) and an assistant (Ranboo.)

The bulk of the story focuses on the interactions between Jschlatt, The Badlands, and L'Manberg, and would possibly culminate in his death and something with the Egg.

#howdywrites #thx for asking!!#the death of a ceo

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monsterritory · 10 months

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Ok I am a passerby so you don’t have to listen but like, I love your au so I’m gonna try my hand.

Ok so, Tommy gets in massive trouble. As in he gets himself into a big situation where maybe he’s cornered by something (or someONE, if your feeling particularly angsty), like the equivalent of him falling off a cliff and clinging on for dear life.

And who is the person he ends up calling for? The name he ends up desperately screaming? Dream, yeah it’s Dream, everyone knows it was gonna be Dream.

Anyway yeah I saw your au and was suddenly feeling fancy and inspired :D

Aww, knowing that something I've made inspired someone is one of the best things an artist can hope to achieve!

I need some names for you and the other anon though. For now you're AU Anon and the Passerby Anon but you two should totally get yourselves some cool secret agent names.

As for the prompt… (This is separate from the Main AU unless the original AU Anon reads this and decides to roll with it as well).

Tommy doesn't yell Dream's name. He screams for Sam, for Phil, he just screams "dad", he may have even called for Wilbur somewhere in there. When he calls for Dream, it's his absolutely last resort. He doesn't even believe it's going to work. And there's a certain sense of betrayal in it. Being married, politically or not, implies that there's at least a little bit of care between them. Dream was the one to propose it too. So where is he when he's needed the most?

Tommy doesn't know. But before he looses consciousness from the loss of blood he's having, he whispers Dream's name one more time.

Maybe it worked. Maybe he summoned him, like a demon. Or maybe Dream was already there, he just didn't notice.

The matter of fact is Dream is right there, between the Danger and Tommy. And if danger wants to go past him - it can do so over his cold dead body.

It doesn't happen. The danger is the one to go cold first after Dream's sword pierces its heart.

Tommy falls unconscious somewhere in between being carried by Dream and waking up in a cozy looking wooden hut in the middle of nowhere, all patched up on a soft double bed. There's warm soup on the bedstand by his side.

Dream is nearby. He tells Tommy to eat because he's been out for a while, and needs his energy. Tommy refuses to eat unless Dream stays and talks to him.

Dream thinks to himself, "He's so weak, yet he'll even use his lack of strength just to get me to talk to him. That's ridiculous. That's silly."

Tommy can't see that he's smiling under his mask.

Dream stays. He spoon feeds the soup to the boy. Every turn is won over by a question and an answer.

"Why haven't you been around since we got married?"

"Didn't want to get in your way."

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"What did you even marry me for?"

"For L'Manberg's independence, duh. Feel like I've made that obvious."

"That's not-" 🍲🥄 "Bleh. That's not all, is it? You could have asked for my discs instead, or something." Tommy pauses before adding. "Do you care about me, Dream?"

Dream holds on to the spoonful of soup.

#bowspam #disc duo #Tommyinnit #Dreamwastaken #Quiet Marriage AU #Dream SMP #hurt/comfort

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crypticroleplays · 5 months

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Finally getting around to setting up stuff here! --- This is my official post for my Dream SMP roleplay stuff! This'll include some notes, characters I play and some basic ideas/scenarios that I usually enjoy doing. I am actively on the hunt for people for these types of roleplays sooo yeah, if you have any interest feel free to shoot me a DM or something of the like. I usually prefer to do things via DM or Discord but I am open to other methods ^^ [I am still not... fully sure on how stuff works in tumblr rp communities so yeah-] Anyway I swear I don't bite I simply struggle with reaching out first so now onto the important stuff. --- Some notes: -For personal comfort I request that anyone who rps with me is 18+ or older! I am 19 (soon to be 20) so yeah. Self explanatory. -I am open for shipping related roleplays! I am a multishipper so as long as it isn't incest/underage+adult content I am down. I am slightly biased to certain things but I love exploring dynamics, so yeah, hit me with whatever. -I am a lengthy writer but don't feel obligated to meet my reply count every time, as long as I've got a few sentences to work with I'm usually good ^^ --- Characters I usually play/write [In a sort of order from most preferred to least]: Punz, Purpled, Awesamdude/Sam, Sapnap, DreamXD, Dream, Quackity, Tubbo [Better with early smp/new l'manberg specifically!], Philza, Techno, and Antfrost. *Disclaimer, I will admit I am a little out of practice with some individuals but I simply do my best to play everyone close to their canon personalities/characterization even if I don't have everything accurate [With a couple exceptions like Purpled since he has so little in terms of actual characterization from dsmp canon minus Las Nevadas, I lean more so into my headcanons for him - XD is also in a similar boat] --- Scenarios/Ideas I have a preference for: What ifs/Messing with canon events - An EASY top favorite, I love messing with the timeline [usually by changing peoples alignments/the countries they join] and I have a good handful of ideas for these types of things. Canon Compliant - Stuff within canon with no major changes to events. I am very fond of using this to explore character interactions and such. General AUs - Self explanatory but I do enjoy a good AU based rp, this includes general AUs that are changes to canon, or even universe changes such as superhero stuff, fantasy, modern, etc. etc. Crossovers also fall into this. I have some ideas for AUs, usually relating to canon buttt I do like throwing people into other scenarios/situations! Though in general and with those aside I am very freeform and will be down to listen to just about any rp ideas! :D ---

#dsmp #dream smp #dsmp roleplay #dream smp roleplay #open for rp #dsmp rp #roleplay request #roleplay #roleplay ad #rp partner search #rp ad #discord rp #new rp #rp search #Crypts silly blockmen times #cryptic ads and ideas

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lycan-siblings1234 · 1 year

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DSMP Newsies AU Part 1

A/N: Slight 'x reader'. Also I may have added a character(My friend's OC) because of a request. But it's in a later part. I basically took the script and modified it and made as more of a story. Capitals is sung.

No. It's not the full musical. Just some of my favorite scenes(Which is a lot of them.) And yes, they'll probably be out of order.

A figure sleeps peacefully on a rooftop amid the moonlit L'Manberg cityscape. It is Tommy, a charismatic boy of seventeen. Across the rooftop, another figure stirs. Tubbo, a slight and sickly boy of the same age, walks with the aid of a wooden crutch. He crosses to the fire escape ladder and fumbles, trying to climb down. Tommy wakes and sits up.

"Where you going? Morning bell ain’t rung yet. Get back to sleep." Tommy said, groggily. Tubbo turns around, "I wanna beat the other fellas to the street. I don’t want anyone should see; I ain’t been walkin’ so good." "Quit gripin’. You know how many guys fake a limp for sympathy? That bum leg of yours is a gold mine." Someone gets the idea I can’t make it on my own, they’ll lock me up in The Vault for good. Be a pal, Tommy. Help me down." Tubbo loses his footing and almost falls, yelps, "Whoa!!!!" Tommy rushes to his friend's rescue, pulling Tubbo back up on the roof. "You wanna bust your other leg, too?" Tommy exclaims. "No. I wanna go down." Tubbo says, upset. "You’ll be down there soon enough. Take a moment to drink in my penthouse high above the stinkin’ streets of the SMP." Tommy says, looking out on the city. "You’re crazy." Tubbo rolls his eyes. "Because I like a breath of fresh air? ‘Cause I like seein’ the sky and the stars?" Tommy asked, looking back at his friend Tubbo laughed, "You’re seein’ stars all right!" "Them streets down there sucked the life right outta my older brother. Years of rotten jobs, stomped on by bosses. And when they finally broke him, they tossed him to the curb like yesterday’s paper." Tommy looked up then looked back to Tubbo, "Well, they ain’t doin’ that to me!" "But everyone wants to come here." Tubbo was confused. "The SMP’s fine for those what can afford a big strong door to lock it out. But I tell you, Tubbo, there’s a whole other way out there. So you keep your small life in the big city. Give me a big life in a small town." Tommy smiled, dreamily. "THEY SAY FOLKS IS DYIN’ TO GET HERE, ME I’M DYIN’ TO GET AWAY, TO A LITTLE TOWN OUT WEST THAT’S SPANKIN’ NEW. AND WHILE I AIN’T NEVER BEEN THERE, I CAN SEE IT CLEAR AS DAY IF YOU WANT, I BET’CHA YOU COULD SEE IT TOO." Tommy smiles at Tubbo, "CLOSE YOUR EYES, COME WITH ME, WHERE IT’S CLEAN AND GREEN AND PRETTY AND THEY WENT AND MADE A CITY OUTTA CLAY. WHY, THE MINUTE THAT YA GET THERE, FOLKS’LL WALK RIGHT UP AND SAY ”WELCOME HOME, SON, WELCOME HOME TO HERMITCRAFT!” Tubbo looks at Tommy in wonder. "PLANTIN' CROPS, SPLITTIN' RAILS, SWAPPIN' TALES AROUND THE FIRE. 'CEPT FOR SUNDAY WHEN YOU LIE AROUND ALL DAY! SOON YOUR FRIENDS ARE MORE LIKE FAMILY AND THEY'S BEGGIN' YOU TO STAY! AIN'T THAT NEAT? LIVIN' SWEET, IN HERMITCRAFT!" Tommy describes his idea of the far off city. Tubbo tilted his head, "You got folks there?" "Got no folks nowhere. You?" "I don’t need folks. I got friends." Tubbo smiles. "How’s about you come with me? No one worries about no gimp leg in Hermitcraft. You just hop a palomino and ride in style." Tommy said to his friend, excitedly. "Feature me: ridin’ in style." Tubbo laughed at the thought. "I bet a few months of clean air and you could lose that crutch for good." Tommy put his arm around Tubbo's shoulder. Tubbo joined him, "HERMITCRAFT, YOU CAN BET, WE WON’T LET THEM TOUGH GUYS BEAT US, WE WON’T BEG NO ONE TO TREAT US FAIR AND SQUARE. THERE'S A LIFE THAT'S WORTH THE LIVIN' AND I'M GONNA DO MY SHARE!" "WORK THE LAND, CHASE THE SUN!" Tommy said. "SWIM THE WHOLE RIO GRANDE JUST FOR FUN!" Tubbo and Tommy laughed together. Tubbo stands on his own, "WATCH ME STAND! WATCH ME RUN…" Tubbo realizes his recovery is just a fantasy, and turns away from Tommy. "Hey…" Tommy says. Tubbo looks at him and Tommy wraps his arms around his friend protectively. "DON'T YOU KNOW THAT WE'S A FAMILY?" Tommy asks, rhetorically, "WOULD I LET YOU DOWN? NO WAY! JUST HOLD ON, TUBS 'TIL THAT TRAIN MAKES HERMITCRAFT!" Tubbo leans against Tommy as the sun rises behind them. The church bell tolls 5 a.m., which breaks the spell. "Time for dreamin’s done." Tommy takes Tubbo's crutch and bangs it on the fire escape metal, sounding an alarm, "Hey! Q, Eryn, Charlie, Fundy, Jack. Get a move on, boys. Them papes don’t sell themselves!"

#newsies #tommyinnit #tommy and tubbo #tubbo underscore #eryn #slimecicle #fundylive #jack manifold #newsies au #dream smp

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the-redeemed-anon · 1 year

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My worldbuilding ask game, Regicide AU:

8. Festivals and/or celebrations 13. Leisurely activities (incl. sports, games, etc.) 17. National/regional symbols 20. Culture - aspect to be chosen at random

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Those are some great questions! Sorry it’s taken awhile to answer this, I’ve had to think a bit on it.

8. Festivals and/or celebrations

I'll be honest I do not yet know what kind of festivals and celebrations they may have in L'Manberg or in other parts of the empire that have a distinct identity, so I'll focus on general Antarctic festivals and celebrations here.

There are two main types of celebrations that are common in the empire: public celebrations, which culminate often with festivals, and personal celebrations, that are usually limited to a single person or family.

Personal celebrations are concentrated on events important to a single person or their friends and family. These are your usual life events, like births, weddings, funerals, personal religious dates, and so on. Celebrations involve family, and may involve celebrating with feasts, depending on the wealth of the person. Friends and family may being food too. These events are meant to mark an important stage in someone's life, so family is meant to come together. Of course each life event can go in depth, but I know there are prompts for that too, so I won't go in detail on them here (plus it would make the post too long).

Public celebrations can be split in two categories: religious celebrations and state celebrations.

Religious celebrations are centered on important religious holidays. Antarctic people generally subscribe to the belief in a pantheon that originated in their culture and the culture of related people. People generally do not always pray or honor all of the gods, they may have their own personal pantheons or patron god, but when there is a certain god's festival day, people will honor them as needed. Antarctic belief is also more open, so you may see Antarctic people that honor gods from other places, and this will not be seen as weird. Therefore, there are a lot holidays, some are region exclusive, it really comes down to demographics but the big festivals that are guaranteed to come up anywhere in the empire (with regional variants on customs of course) do come from this Antarctic-centric pantheon.

Some of the biggest religious festivals in their world are centered on the solstices and equinoxes. The Empire is located in a place that is cold, the southernmost regions (and where the capital is located) are similar in climate to southern Scandinavia, and to the north it goes up to their world's northern polar regions. Because of this, day, night, warmth and therefore the seasons are very important, and have their own symbolisms for them.

The Spring Festival takes place around the Spring Equinox, it represents the time of the year where the day grows while the night shrinks. Warmth and greenery is coming back to the land, therefore agriculture can begin to be practiced again. There are probably customs regarding to how to welcome in the warmth, people clean their homes, I imagine maybe in some regions people symbolically germinate some seeds to plant them on this day. This is also the day that marks the start of the military season, it's the start of military campaigns put on hold during winter, therefore there may be offerings to the God of War, beside offerings to the God of Agriculture.

The Summer Festival takes place around the Summer Solstice, on the longest day of the year. It's the peak of warmth and sunlight as far as people are concerned, and from sunrise to sunset people celebrate it. This is also the day people may start to make supplies for winter, starting to preserve meat and vegetable or fruit based foods for the long winter. Offerings to gods associated with Harvest, Agriculture, War and so on may be given from these preparations.

The Fall Festival falls around the Fall Equinox, and it's the time of the year where the night equals the day and it starts to overtake it. People start to prepare for the upcoming winter, as the harvest of the year is coming to its end. People associate this part of the year with the end, therefore there are not only celebrations for the last harvest and the fruitful year they've experienced, it's also a time of the year where people are expected to bring offerings to the God of Death and honor their ancestors and dead family members. People will go to graveyards with the purpose of cleaning and decorating them, to remember the dead and celebrate their lives. This is also the period of time in which military campaigns come to a halt because of the upcoming winter.

The Winter Festival falls around the Winter Solstice, the longest night of the year. It's a time to be around family and be thankful of being with them for another year, despite the harsh conditions of their long winters. People will throw a feast with their family, and there are offerings to the gods related to winter and to Death, as a way to thank and ask for an easy winter until spring comes and the cycle starts over.

State celebrations are celebrations that do not have connections to religion, but are mandated by the Empire for their political importance. They are generally funded by the State and they include celebrations that have a cultural significance that predates the Empire. Some of the most notable ones are days that mark a historical date (the founding of the capital, the founding of the empire, the day that marks the end of the Antarctic Civil War, etc.) and days connected to the current emperor or members of the royal family (for example, the day of their coronation, royal weddings, royal children being named, etc.)

What happens in these cases is that there are festivals with feasts and different kinds of cultural events taking place, from jousting events to street plays, all sponsored by the Crown. If there is a feast in honor of the current royal family, there will be an announcer at first that announces what the upcoming event will be, and the date of the festivities.

The biggest festivities in the canon of Regicide in the reign of Philip V is the 1500th anniversary of the Founding of the Capital. It took place in January and it involved many days of festivities, including fireworks shows and all sorts of games and a play explaining the history of the capital up to the current day. If you're wondering about the ages of NeapolitanTrio during this event, Techno was 9, Wilbur was 4 and Tommy wasn't around yet.

13. Leisurely activities (incl. sports, games, etc.)

I had to think a bit about what to write here, but in their society there are quite a lot of activities people enjoy a lot.

Antarctic people, especially the nobility, love to go hunting. Among them, it's even an unofficial coming of age event for boys, but it's not official or enforced in any way. Hunting also has a religious significance, being tied to War, and the type of animal being hunted can mean certain things. There's also rules on what you can hunt, what you may keep from your hunt and what can be offered to the gods as thanks for the good hunt and keeping you safe.

There are also cultural events that people enjoy, like people gathering to play music, dance, put plays on stage, and of course, jousting events.

As for games, there are games for children and also games for adults. Children like to imitate adults, and there are games inspired by soldiers or military training. An example is something I call the Assassin's Game, where children will blindfold someone and that person is supposed to be approached stealthily by others, slowly. The blindfolded is supposed to defend themselves from being hit or thrown to the ground and hit by their friends with rolled up towels. Meanwhile, games for adults involve intellect and strategy, there are many board games akin to chess and checkers that they enjoy.

17. National/regional symbols

The Antarctic Empire has a couple of important symbols, most notably: the color blue, the brown bear, the Crown and Wilbur I's sword.

Blue is the signature color of the Craft dynasty and therefore royalty in the Empire. Blue isn't a really rare dye or a dye only the rich can afford, the reason it's considered a symbol of the Crafts is because, during the Antarctic Civil War, different sons, grandsons and general descendants of Thomas I started to fight each other for power and split into factions. These factions went on to use different colors on their banners, and in the end, the Crafts using the color blue came out victorious and established the dynasty that rules the Empire.

Brown bears are also symbols of the Crafts and therefore the Empire's dynasty, because they are War's animal. The Crafts have a blessing from War, giving them the ability to have premonitions of the future, given to them after Thomas I, considered the founder of the dynasty, found a dead brown bear in the woods, which is considered to be a divine sign. So not only is it the animal of their patron god, but it's also involved in their tale as a dynasty. Since then emperors have quite a lot of bear symbology around them, even the ceremonial cape they wear for important events is made from a bear's pelt, for example.

The Crown is very symbolic for the Empire. It is a steel crown, forged out of swords. These are the swords used in the Antarctic Civil War, they were reforged into this crown for the emperor to wear. Since then, the Crown is not only a symbol of the emperor, it's also the symbol of unity and peace under one, the emperor.

The sword of Wilbur I is a family relic and heirloom for the Crafts. It's the sword that committed the first fratricide and effectively ended the Antarctic Civil War. If the Crown represents the unity and end of internal conflict under an emperor, the sword is there to represent the duty they have, the sacrifice they have to make, remind them that this dynasty was formed from the spilled blood of their own. They're not meant to forget that, unless they want another war.

20. Culture - aspect to be chosen at random

I was thinking of what to talk here, and I think I will talk about the bathhouses they have.

See, when people talk about medieval cultures and worldbuilding them in fantasy settings, they forget that it doesn't have to be a 1:1 to Western European Medieval times, that you can take inspiration from other areas or from the past. So here I am to break some stereotypes! The inspiration for these are the ancient Greco-Roman bathhouses and the later bathhouses found throughout Islamic cultures, mainly Turkish bathhouses. A touch of inspiration is of course also saunas.

Antarctic people live in a cold environment, that is oftentimes peppered with pools of thermal water. Come on, when you're so cold, it's basically calling for you, to take a nice warm bath. And Antarctic people do use these. They like them so much that in places they settled that have none of these, they built bathhouses that can warm up the water.

This created a culture around these baths. Not only it raises the standard for hygiene, it's also a social activity, as you can meet with people at a bathhouse, take a nice relaxing bath and talk business. Rich people even make their own bathhouses on their estates, while the less fortunate can go to a public bath. They're open through all seasons to be enjoyed.

And this cultural aspect even went through and got adopted by other cultures that the Empire interacted with or conquered. No matter the outcome of interaction, the people do enjoy and integrate these bathhouses in their cultures.

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I hope the answers were detailed enough! There's a bunch more to say, but I want to save it for other asks, I don't want this to get too long. Thank you for your questions!

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