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showf4lls · 4 months

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ʚ ― confessions ; foolish gamers

info! fluff, fic / gender neutral reader

cw! homophobic chicken

request! how foolish would react to his crush spontaneously confessing to him

dedication! @goldenstarofthunderclan (so sorry for taking so long!)

notes! forgive me homie, i just thought that this would be so much cuter as a minific. if you'd prefer headcanons, i can throw some out there! i just think this lil scenario is super cute :> also sorry for the homophobic chicken mention in here, i couldn't come up with anything better that they have in NC. also this definitely turned into a full fledged fic so sorry about that lmao. enjoy :]

you hummed, curled up cozy on the couch while foolish did something in the kitchen. you weren't exactly sure what it was, just that he was making a lot of noise. another sigh, dramatic and loud, as you readjusted on the couch. annoyed at his absence, you shifted again, folding your hands and laying your head over them.

it seemed like it would be a while until he came back. you frowned at the thought, pulling the hood of the too-big sweater over your head. it was foolish's; he had given it to you to wear since you kept complaining that it was too cold. you tried to keep from thinking about it too hard.

finally, you had decided that you'd had enough and sat up abruptly. "foolish, what are you doing in there?" you called, not bothering to hide your annoyance. "aren't we supposed to be hanging out? you've been in there for like 20 minutes."

foolish peeked his head out of the kitchen, frowning. "i know, but i'm hungryyyy," he whined.

"do you not have any food? i swear you went grocery shopping just the other day."

"i do! but nothing snackable. nothing... worth it," he replied.

you stared at him another moment before huffing and letting yourself fall back onto the couch. "foolish!"

he was quiet for a beat. then, "i have an idea."

you didn't sit back up again, just turned your head to face him. "what?"

he leaned onto the doorframe, almost hugging it, still half-peeking out. "do you want to go get food?"

you perked up at that. "ooh! yes, i'd love to! what are we thinking?" you asked eagerly, leaning on the back of the couch, knelt on the cushions.

you both thought for a moment. then he looked up at you, scrunching his nose. "i hate to say it, but is chick-fil-a the vibe?"

"i mean, waffle fries and chick-fil-a sauce do sound really good right now..."

foolish sighed dramatically, throwing his head back in faux exasperation. "fine. get some shoes on and then we'll leave," he said, feigning annoyance even though it was his idea.

you shook your head and smiled as you stood from the couch, searching for your shoes. in just a minute he was hastily pulling a hoodie over his head and ushering you towards his car as though you guys were late to something. it wasn't that far of a drive, but the two of you still sang along to shitty radio music.

soon enough you were parked in the drive thru, humming along to the music as you both looked over the menu.

"hi there! i'll be with you in just a minute," a voice chirped from the drive thru speaker.

"no problem!" foolish responded, drumming his fingers on the steering wheel as he scanned over the menu.

you didn't think too hard about what you wanted, having already decided before you guys left the house. you mostly looked at the menu in case something else sounded more appealing, but you found yourself distracted by the designated driver and his carefree humming. the way he tilted his head in time with the music. the way his hair hung around his ears in the awkward phases of growing it out. and he was still wearing the bracelet you'd made him for his birthday. for some reason the thought made you blush.

then suddenly a voice was coming over the speaker again and you'd been ripped back into reality. you blinked and foolish was finishing his order, turning and waiting expectantly for your order. "what do you want for dinner? do you wanna order for yourself or do you want me to say it?"

you felt more blood rush to your cheeks at the suggestion, hurriedly shaking your head. "no, no, i'm fine. i can do it," you assured him, almost leaning over him to make sure that the microphone would pick you up. "hi there! could i please get a chicken sandwich combo with two packs of chick-fil-a sauce and an oreo shake?"

a beat of silence. you waited anxiously for the speaker's reply. "would you like whipped cream on that milkshake?"

your gaze flickered nervously to foolish, who almost seemed to be leaning towards you instead of away. "yeah, that's fine," you answered stiffly.

"alright, we'll give you the total at the second window."

"thank you so much," you called impulsively out the window before moving back to your own seat.

foolish watched you from his peripheral, giggling as he pulled the car forward. "you okay?"

you huffed, rubbing at your nose, an anxious tic. "yes. why?"

"you're just actin' a little goofy is all," he teased, still drumming his fingers across the steering wheel.

you rolled your eyes, cracking a grin. "i am not."

he put one hand up in mock surrender, the other staying on the wheel. "if you say so!" he said before mumbling a playful, "just a little bit, though."

you laughed, lightly slapping his shoulder as you guys inched through the line. more singing and then you found yourselves at the final window of the drive thru. the window clerk announced your total and you promptly began digging through your wallet for your card. "can we split the bill possibly?" you asked without looking up.

"no, no. i've got this one," foolish said nonchalantly, handing his card to the clerk with a polite "thank you."

you looked up from your wallet, nose scrunched. "huh?"

foolish looked back to you easily, both hands on the wheel now. "i'm paying for dinner."

"what? no, we always split it-"

"no, listen. i'm the one that was hungry. i'm the one that asked you to hang out. i insist on paying, it's only fair. just let me treat you," he said, and it was so casual that it had you blinking and wondering if you were the one being weird here.

it wasn't super weird for one of you to pay for the whole dinner. if you guys didn't split the bill, one of you would cover it and the other would get them back the next time you guys went out. pretty standard friend stuff. but it was also something that you guys normally talked about beforehand. he'd never sprung something like this on you before. what the hell was happening? why did he suddenly care so much about treating you to some chick-fil-a for dinner?

you blinked dumbly at him. "are you sure?" was the only response you could muster from the disoriented depths of your mind.

he laughed lightly and then nodded, drumming a quick beat on the wheel. "positive. don't worry about it."

you didn't have too much time to think about it before the cashier was back at the window, handing over foolish's debit card and your food and drinks. you scrambled to put the drinks into the cup holders and pull the bags onto your lap; it was the least you could do considering that he paid for everything.

foolish played along with everything as though it was just another evening. and maybe it was. he danced along to the tune of the radio as he drove, singing softly as he navigated the roads back to his house, but you found yourself stuck in your head. did that mean something or were you reading too much into things? was this supposed to mean something? were you missing a cue somewhere? were your feelings for him not as secret as you had initially thought? hope to god he wasn't just pushing your buttons or humoring you.

you turned to face him, eyes squinted as you did your best to analyze his body language. "foolish," you said, tone even.

"yes?" he asked, only taking his eyes off the road to look at you for a second.

"i like you."

and there it was. unplanned, sudden, all out in the open. just a second of silence, the both of you still.

"are you sure?" he asked, gaze moving back and forth between you and the road.

"oh jeez." your palm met your forehead and you squeezed your eyes shut.

"no, wait! that came out wrong!" he rushed, trying his best to articulate his thoughts well while also focusing on the road. okay, maybe this wasn't exactly the best time to be springing this on him. oh well. "what i meant was," he started again, exhaling a loud puff of air. "oh, thank god. i've liked you for like. so long. i thought i like missed my window or something."

you blinked owlishly at him, eyes round and wide as saucers. "what?!"

"what do you mean 'what'?!" he yelled, gesturing vaguely at you. "you're so. ugh!" he paused for a fraction of a second. "in a good way. in a good way, i promise."

"well, you are too!" you yelled back, the paper back of food crinkling in your hands. you smiled, nose scrunched up. "oh god, this is so weird. pull the car over, we need to talk about this."

"no, no! we're almost home, we can just talk when we get there."

"seriously? i wanna know all about this whole 'you liking me forever' thing," you teased, reaching into the bag and blindly stealing a waffle fry.

he inhaled a dramatic hiss, feigning a grimace. "i really shouldn't have said that part, huh?"

you grinned, biting your french fry. "not if you didn't want me to hold it over your head forever."

it was silent for a moment, nothing but the radio and the sound of the car driving down a sleepy road. both of you grinned, looking straight out the windshield.

then foolish turned to you, nearly beaming. "so you really like me?"

you rolled your eyes playfully. "course i do, idiot." you playfully shoved his shoulder. "now look back at the road before you crash the car."

#✩; yours truly #foolish x reader #foolish gamers x reader #dsmp x reader #qsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #foolish x male reader #foolish gamers x male reader #mcyt x male reader #dsmp x male reader #qsmp x male reader

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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years

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❤️ DAY 1 OF MONSTER WEEK — VAMPIRE WILBUR

[1400+ words]

[Gender-neutral]

Description: It's in the title. He's just a vamp, you made jewelry, what more can I say?

[Read the rest under the cut]

You brush your fingers down your coat, a thick fur coat Wilbur had gotten you especially for today, trying not to fiddle too much. Wilbur obviously caught onto your anxiety and took your hand in his, leaning down to press a kiss to your knuckles. His fangs ghosted over your skin, "No one will harm you, beloved."

"You will protect me, yes?" You asked softly, twisting to offer him your arm instead.

"Always," His teeth sunk into your forearm like butter, ice flooding your veins followed by a familiar numbness.

You relaxed back into the coach box's seat as Wilbur pulled back and your wound slowly mends itself back together. You bring your arm back to you and drag your fingers over where the wound had been. It's odd, you know you should be feeling something but your touch is dull and there is nothing but skin.

You remember the first time he had bitten you. It felt much different than it does now. His eyes much sharper, teeth puncturing twin holes into your neck. It hadn't been numb, then. It burned, like pressing you hand flat against an iron except through your entire body, a pain nothing could soothe.

It had been an accident the first time. He had gone mad in his hunger, devouring anything to satiate the gnawing desire to feed. You were just lucky that he had devoured a whole house of mice before he had found you. It's likely the only reason he didn't bleed you dry.

When he came to he had seemed so mournful, as if the life of a stranger had meant so much to him as to cry when it's gone. But, by some miracle, you had survived. He had spent months nursing you back to peak health, a better health than you'd been in before he'd attacked, and sometime between then and now, you had fallen for each other.

With your consent he had began feeding from you periodically. Twice a week, supplementing the rest with the animals that had taken over the abandoned house next door. And with this arrangement came a meeting with a witch named Niki, who had given you a few talismans to protect you. They had helped to make Wilbur's feeding easier too.

Now, almost a year after meeting Wilbur and 4 months since you started dating, he wanted you to meet his family. You had, quite honestly, presumed Wilbur had no family until then, as he had brought up not a whispher or mutter of any family.

You agreed to meet his family but now that you were truly on your way there, not simply speaking empty promises, you were anxious. Wilbur had assured you that everyone in his family had a proper control over their hunger but still, you couldn't help but worry. And on top of that, what if Wilbur's father didn't like your gift? Then you'd have made a bad impression on top of being dead, the horror.

Wilbur broke you out of your thoughts with a soft press to your hand. Being brought back to the present, you notice that the coach box has already slowed to a near stop. Your eyes drift to the beautiful five story house (if you can call it that) with a thick, gothic style stone archway, artfully decorated by a budding moss.

The door pops open and Wilbur is on his feet instantly, holding a hand out for you. You're almost mesmerized by the way Wilbur looks back at his home, with hair mused by the wind, a piece of his lip caught between his teeth.

Now it's your turn to press your hand to his, helping him find his footing. Wilbur's face softens and he offers his arm to you, "Shall we?"

"I suppose we shall," You go through the archway and the air instantly feels different. You can't place how but Wilbur just takes a deep breath in, like he's savoring clear air.

You can spot the three men from the steps, though you imagine they've been able to see you for a while. Two of them—the older blond and the well-built pink one— are eyeing you critically, the only one to look happy to see you both is the young, tall blond who's positively bouncing on his feet. Or, more accurately, happy to see your boyfriend.

"Wilbur!" They beam, "You look like shit."

"Watch your language around our guest, Tommy," The older blond tutts before looking directly at you and finally smiling, "It's wonderful to meet you, Wilbur has told us all about you. I'm Phil, his sire."

Sire. Basically his father then.

"It's nice to meet you too," You shake his hand. Apparently age doesn't detract from strength since this man seems to have it in spades.

"I'm Tommy, Wilbur's favourite," Tommy chirps out, already poking at Wilbur incessantly. He looks exactly like an annoying younger brother should.

"I'm Technoblade," The tall, broody pink-haired one drones out. "Wilbur's actual favourite."

"He's my vampire twin!" Wilbur excitedly ushers you towards the door. "We were turned on the same day, only he was turned a few years early. We're basically twins besides that."

"Not how it works, Wil." Phil sighs. He, Techno and Tommy step through the door, while you and Wilbur stop just before the frame. Wilbur hesitates and you take the first step, winding your hands together and pulling him through the door with you.

Wilbur relaxes when he makes his way inside without trouble, as if doubting that his home would ever stop welcoming him. You squeeze his hand when he lingers a moment too long at the doorframe and he smiles at you, pulling you towards the drawing room.

{《☆》}

Phil absoloutely loves the jewelry you had brought him. The dazzling emeralds gleam seem to enchant the old vampire and he made quirk work of wearing them. After a jealous outburst from Tommy, you had promised the rest of the family matching pairs.

Dinner was going wonderful too. Even though none of them needed human food, they all were polite enough to share and eat along with you. No one (besides Tommy) complained and they seemed like such nice people, completely making you forget you had been nervous to begin with.

"So, what type of magical being are you?" Phil asked with a polite smile.

You and Wilbur froze. You glanced over at him, asking with your eyes how he'd forgotten to mention something so important in his letter. Wilbur winced and opened his mouth, only to instantly close it. Honestly, how had you fallen for such an airhead.

"They aren't—"

"They're a witch, obviously," Tommy snorted, as if Phil's question was truly that easy to answer. "Can't you feel the talismans on them. Quite high class too."

Phil rolled his eyes fondly, "Not all of us are sensitive to Magic, Tom." He turned to you, "So, a witch. I always knew Wilbur had a type."

"I do not have a type," Wilbur pouts. Then he looks back to you, tipping his head. You shake your head back and he just nods, trying to subtly mimick zipping his lips. He fails.

{《☆》}

"That wasn't at all like how I planned it to be," Wilbur groans, but he can't keep the smile off his face. "They loved you."

"I wouldn't say love, but we certainly got along," You falter for a second, "but they still don't know I'm human."

"Well, what they don't know won't kill them," Wilbur offers. He frowns when you don't even smile, moving to kneel down, staring up at you. You can't look away as he reaches a hand up to smooth over your cheek. "It's not a big deal, beloved. I could always write Phil another letter, he won't judge you for it."

"And Tommy? He was so excited to find out I was a witch," You mumble, leaning heavily into his palm. "I just don't want to mess anything up."

"You could never, my moonlight, you are perfect." Wilbur fixes you with a strong gaze, every word coming out of his mouth like proven fact, strong and indisputable. It almost makes you believe it too.

"If you really want," Wilbur offers, "I can ask Niki to train any magic potential you have. Tommy saw something special in you besides the talisman, I know it's not displaced."

You melt into Wilbur, feeling pure warmth in your heart, "How did I get so lucky?"

"I should be asking you that," Wilbur leans up and kisses you, lips cold and warmth flooding your face.

{《☆》}

[WELCOME, MY FELLOW MONSTER FUCKERS, TO YOUR SAFE HAVEN!]

[In a more serious manner, I'm going to post everyday (for the next week) leading up to Halloween following a self-made prompt list. On the actual day of Halloween I'm planning on making 3 posts, which is ambitious but I'm mentally ill so I'm going through with it anyways.]

[Anyways, I'm feeling dysphoric so another trans!male reader comfort fix will probably be uploaded soon. Take care of yourselves, you odd, odd folks.]

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sunflowerdaisybee · 1 year

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Hello there!

So I saw your posts and I absolutely fell in love with your blog and I wanted to request something

Like feral boys with a reader who has low self-esteem (they/them please!) and they think they are not good enough for them and one night they wake up from a nightmare of them leaving the reader and just kind of have a breakdown?

Not me calling myself out-🥴✌️

Hope you have a nice day or night where ever on the world you may be 🧍

And feel free to ignore this if you feel uncomfortable with writing this or sumn-

I have no idea how old this ask is, and I'm terribly sorry it took me this long to get to your ask. Hopefully, I've done this ask justice, and despite it being so late I hope you still enjoy it! :]

Pairing: Feral Boys (Individual) X Reader

Pronouns: No specifics used but Gender Neutral intended

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

Dream:

→He wakes up shortly after you startle awake, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he sits up to comfort you. His focus is on getting you to calm down enough to talk to him so he can help you through whatever it was that was upsetting you.

→He’ll hold you close and run his hand over your back, rubbing circles into the expanse of skin as he helps you focus on deep breaths. His other arm wrapped securely around you, holding you as close to him as he can manage.

→“It’s alright Love, just focus on deep breaths right now.” His hand rubs slowly over your back, the tips of his fingers leaving a tingling sensation across your skin. You didn’t deserve this, you weren’t good enough for his comfort or any of his love. That seemed to be the only thing your brain could focus on, quickly losing track of your deep breaths.

→“You’re ok Love, I’m right here with you. Nothing’s gonna hurt you, you’re safe now Bubs.” It was his voice to drag you back to reality, to what had startled you so badly in the first place.

→Dream always knew of your insecurities, it was something he had picked up on in the early stages of the relationship, but it never occurred to him that it was this severe.

→When you had finally calmed down enough to explain what had brought you to tears, it nearly broke Dream’s heart. Because not only had you been feeling so unworthy in the relationship, but you had been bottling it up this whole time and he had no idea.

→“There’s no one I love more than you, in fact, no one even comes close. I asked you to be my partner because you’re the one I love. The one who I want to wake up beside every morning, who I want to spend forever with. There’s only one of you and I’m so lucky to have you.”

George:

→When you startle yourself awake, you also startle George awake. As soon as he sees you beginning to cry from whatever woke you, he’s reaching out for you. One hand holds yours while the other reaches for your face, his thumb slowly wiping tears as his hand cradles your face.

→He whispers softly as he does his best to comfort you, letting you slowly lean into him as he focuses on you. His hand holding yours runs his fingers slowly over your knuckles, tracing shapes into the back of your palms.

→“Hey you’re ok Babe, I’m right here. Just take deep breaths ok?” His eyes dance over your figure, watching for any nonverbal confirmation that you understood him. George was always so good to you, he deserved someone better, someone who wasn’t you. A taunting voice echoes in the back of your mind, sending you even deeper into the mess of tears you had become.

→“Deep breaths Sweetness, you’re ok now.” His voice was like a life ring in the ocean of tears and insecurity you had been drowning in. The soothing sound pulling you slowly back to land.

→Being insecure was something you and George had shared in the beginning of the relationship. When things were fairly new and you were both still figuring out how things worked.

→It wasn’t until you were able to speak and expressed how your insecurity had only grown over the time that George finally understood what had you so upset.

→“If it meant telling you one hundred times a day how much I loved you to get you to understand even a fraction of how deeply I feel, I’d do it. I love you like no other and will always be here because there’s nothing that will make me want to walk away. You’re the only one I want, the only one I need.”

Karl:

→Karl wakes up to find you already sniffling, having cried to your heart's content and drowned your sorrows in tears. It breaks his heart a little that you hadn’t woken him for comfort or that he hadn’t woken sooner.

→He immediately pulls you in for a hug, burying his face into your shoulder as he holds you close. His hug reassuring and comforting as he wraps his arms around you, pouring every ounce of love he holds into it.

→“You don’t have to tell me why you were crying, it’s ok. Next time, wake me up so I can help you, I don’t want you to be sad alone.” Curse Karl and his big heart, how could someone so sweet and loving fall for you? Like a snake up a tree, the thoughts slowly begin to creep back into your mind, overtaking any previous thought you had there previously. It’s almost enough to start the waterworks again as you bury yourself deeper into Karl’s hold.

→“It’s alright Sugar, let it all out. Crying shouldn’t be held back, just let all your tears go.” Karl was always one to encourage you to cry, his shoulders always available for whenever you ended them.

→Your insecurities were something Karl had been very aware of since you two had met, even in day-to-day life your thoughts shone through in ways he picked up on.

→When you’ve stopped crying for good and explained to him how these kinds of thoughts had been bothering you and the dream you had, he listens to every word and makes mental note of it all. He’s determined to shower you in as much love and patience as you need to help squash these thoughts for good.

→“I’ll always be here for you, whatever you need, whenever you need it. We’ll work through this together and I’ll do whatever it takes to prove that my love is stronger than those dumb thoughts. I want nothing more than for you to feel happy and loved every second we’re together.”

Sapnap:

→Chances are that when you awake from the terrors of the dream, that he’s already awake. Even if it isn’t that often he has streamed in the early morning hours before and if it happened to be on the night you had the nightmare then he’ll likely be settling into bed right as you awake.

→Immediately his attention is on you, he begins to fuss over you, even more, when your eyes well up with tears. He’s pulling you into his chest as he runs his fingers over your scalp, his other hand resting gently against your side as he holds you close.

→“You’re alright Babe, I’ve got you now My Love.” To think this man loved you, of all the people begging for even a second of his time, and he chose you. You were a nobody compared to him, what kind of selfish person were you to keep him to yourself? Like moth to a flame, the thoughts that had invaded your dream began to once again find their way into the forefront of your thoughts.

→“Hey, hey you’re alright Babe, I’ve got ya.” Not the best with words, it’s Sapnap’s actions that help ground you, reminding you of when and where you were.

→Sapnap knew you struggled with insecurities in the relationship, and while he did his best to combat them, he could only help when you told him you were feeling that way.

→Hearing that your insecurities had gotten so bad that you couldn’t even have peaceful dreams sent searing pain through Sapnap’s chest. How could he not have noticed? In that moment, he vowed to love you so thoroughly that you’d never for a second doubt a thing.

→“You mean the world to me, I love every little thing about you. I’ll do everything in my power to ensure that you wake up every day and go to bed every night knowing that you’re the only one for me, that there’s no one else I love as much as you, and that I only want you, for the rest of time.”

Quackity:

→He wakes a few seconds before you, having been awoken by your tossing and turning in your sleep. Catching the moment you suddenly awake and being there to comfort and reassure you before you start crying.

→By the time your tears begin to fall, he’s already got you in his arms, cradled gently to his chest as his head rests on yours. His hands rub up and down your side, soothing you and helping you to calm down in a quiet manner.

→“It’s ok hon, you’re safe now. I'm here for you my dear.” Quackity, always the caring partner to you. He was always there for you, always having to deal with your problems and insecurities. You were such a burden to him, weren’t you? Like a deep, dark ooze, the insecure-bred thoughts slowly crept back into your mind, filling up and taking over any rational thought.

→“Cry it all out hon, we can talk about it when you’re feeling better ok?” Quackity was there for you every second he could be, he never wanted you to feel like he was too busy for you.

→Your insecurities were something Quackity had been fighting since you first brought them to his attention. He was always loving and doting on you and making compromises to accommodate how you felt.

→Hearing that they had only gotten worse and were invading your dreams was upsetting. He felt like he could’ve done better and that he should’ve done better.

→“I promise you will never spend another day doubting my love for you, or how I only need you. I will make sure that every moment I am given with you, I will spend loving you and showing you how worthy you are of all my love.”

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oceandeviancy · 10 months

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Speculation (BadBoyHalo x Male Reader)

Title: Speculation

Pairing: BadBoyHalo x Male Reader

Requested by: xenenbii on Wattpad

Scenario: You decide to make hot chocolate for Bad while he streams.

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It was no secret that it can be hard dating a content creator. (Y/N) had many creator friends who had their relationship public and he's seen the good and bad affects of doing that. Some flourish in the spotlight, showing off that perfect life, while others have seen the strain. He has witnessed many breakups and it wasn't fun to witness his friends go through so much pain, especially when millions of fans were involved.

He was grateful there were friends that trusted him enough to know the status of their relationship and in turn, he knew the status of his own was safe with them as well. (Y/N) was not a famous YouTuber or streamer by any means. Sure, he did a Twitch stream occasionally and a YouTube video rarely but he did not consider himself on the same level as his boyfriend or any of his other friends. That life was something he did not need the stress of.

(Y/N) saw the stress Darryl had keeping up with content creation and his public persona. He was glad his partner always set aside time to spend with him. He sometimes wondered how actors could spend months at a time away from their families. He wondered if it carried the same association of a musician going on tour.

One thing (Y/N) loved to do is watch Darryl's streams and bring him things as needed any time he mentioned them. It was (Y/N)'s way of telling Darryl he was watching. You'd think he would be mod with how much he spent watching but the pair agreed it was best if that didn't happen. Being mod could cause people to start looking into who (Y/N) was. Some fans could be a bit intense with how they treated their favorite people and those surrounding them.

On today's stream, Darryl had a camera set up to show Rat, who was currently sleeping on her bed, and the audience were loving it. They would commentate on everything she was doing. Every turn, every yawn, and every blink of her eyes. It was a bit much but Darryl preferred this greatly over some of the spam he's had to endure over the years.

Rat wasn't her actual name but it fit her so well that it might as well be her name. It's one of those nicknames you give your pets that become so common in your day to day life that using the original name seems wrong. Even when he wasn't using his BadBoyHalo persona, Darryl would sometimes say or do things that he would typically only say or do while streaming, including saying Rat. (Y/N) found it adorable.

(Y/N) didn't love Darryl because of him being a popular YouTuber. He loved Darryl for Darryl, and he appreciated that. Darryl didn't need to keep up his online persona in his personal life. He wasn't having to live a lie with his boyfriend. The lie was to his audience.

He was watching the stream, which was mainly building a new base, while trying to finish a personal project. He had all of his work out on the kitchen island and his laptop with the stream off to the side. (Y/N) kept moving the laptop around as he didn't want to bury it underneath all of his work.

"Does this look right chat? I can't decide if I like this color or this color"

(Y/N) checked the stream to see the context. Darryl was designing the entrance to the base and had several ideas for the color palette. The chat seemed to be split between the two options he had shown. (Y/N) quickly typed his opinion in chat and went back to his work.

"Yes, I think I am going to agree with everyone saying this one. Sorry to those who said the other. Both were very good options"

He continued to make progress and was slowly clearing the table.

"'What is your favorite drink'? Hmm...that is a good question. I think I'd say hot chocolate. Man, I'd love some right now"

In that moment, (Y/N) got an idea.

He thought it would be a good idea to make some hot chocolate for Darryl as a surprise and for him to have a treat to enjoy while streaming. He found the container in the cabinet and started the process of making it. Normally he would make the whipped cream but they, unfortunately, didn't have the cream or the vanilla he preferred to use. He chose to just use the can in the refrigerator.

Occasionally he would hear Darryl say something hilarious from reading chat and (Y/N) would let out a laugh. He loved his goofy self.

Once the hot chocolate was done, he topped it with the whipped cream and a little bit of cinnamon.

He walked into Darryl's room and could see he was busy with his game and reading chat. Rat was sleeping peacefully in her bed. With a careful eye on the hot chocolate, (Y/N) made his way across the room. He taps Darryl's shoulder to alert him.

"Oh gosh, you scared me" he jumped.

"Sorry," (Y/N) laughs softly, "I thought you might like some hot chocolate"

He hands Darryl the mug, whose face immediately lights up at the sight of it. He takes it from his boyfriend and places it on the part of his desk where he knows he won't accidentally knock it over.

"Should've known you were watching my stream"

"Of course. They're always very interesting"

"Chat certainly makes it interesting"

They both glance at chat. It was a mix of emoji and meme spam and people beginning to question who was talking.

"Indeed they do," (Y/N) turns to Rat, "Sorry to wake you, Rat"

He kisses her head and pulls out a dog treat from his pocket. He offers it to Rat, who immediately takes it. Dogs were always really hilarious to watch eating a treat. (Y/N) did know he was in view of the Rat Cam but in this moment, he wanted to forget.

"Would you like me to order food for you? I was considering getting something for myself but thought I'd ask you as well"

"I'd love some. I'll text you once I figure out what I want"

"Great. Enjoy your stream"

(Y/N) gives Darryl a soft kiss and leaves the room. Darryl was grateful he wasn't using his webcam. He was burning from the blush that would be very clear to an audience.

"I know what my chat is going to say. (Y/N) is just my roommate, I've said that many times before" Darryl says.

He really did wish he could tell them the truth but now just wasn't the time. One thing that was important was time. He wanted the time with (Y/N) where his audience wasn't going to constantly ask about the relationship or try to dig into their personal lives. He liked that peace. Separating his work and personal life is how he liked to live.

A lot of their friends knew they were roommates but only a small group knew of their relationship status. Darryl trusted the people who knew.

"I think communities of content creators sometimes look too deeply into the things the creator shares with their audience. Friends will playfully interact with each other, that doesn't mean they are attracted to each other. People will have roommates, that doesn't mean they are dating"

He could see that chat was still the mess that it was. On top of the normal spam, it was now filled with speculation and theories about who (Y/N) really was. It wouldn't stop as that is just how some fans can be but he could ignore it in the best way he could.

"Let's go back to this game, shall we?" Darryl sighs

He glances at chat and sees a familiar chatter.

(U/N): People are so nosey smh

"Indeed they are (Y/U), indeed they are"

#badboyhalo #bbh #badboyhalo x male reader #badboyhalo x reader #bbh x reader #bbh x male reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x male reader #request #requests open #requests #dating #writing #minecraft #reader insert #male reader

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yettobedetermined7 · 2 years

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Imagine being apart of the Dsmp Vidcon panel

#mcyt x reader #dsmp x platonic reader #dsmp x male reader #dsmp x y/n #dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #dsmp x you #mcyt x platonic reader #mcyt x male reader #mcyt x female reader #mcyt x you #mcyt x y/n

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enzoluvsyou · 8 months

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STUPID MUTT

TW: choking, degrading, use of “ sir “, use of “ mutt “, mentions of drinking ( literally only once )

🕷️: DREAM X MALE READER

You could feel his eyes from across the room, everytime you would look over he was staring straight at you. His only focus was you tonight.

A few girls had come up to him made small talk then he would walk away muttering some shitty excuse.

Dream outright had enough when some rando started flirting with you, it was so obvious and you weren’t even stopping it! You guys haven’t announced you were in a relationship - his decision - his jaw locked as he watched the you make small talk with the guy, sipping on whatever was in the red solo cup. He glared at you putting his drink down on some table and rushing to the bathroom.

“ sorry hold on “ you excused yourself not even caring to look at the stranger before following Dream into the bathroom.

Before you could get a word in he slammed and locked the door shoving you against it.

“ you think your cute? Letting some guy flirt and touch you? “ he growled, his hands flying to unbutton your pants.

You gave him a teasing smile “ he wasn’t flirting babe, we were talking “ he stopped his movements, his hands flying to your neck, it wasn’t too tight but it still hurt. Your breathing picked up as you locked eyes with him.

“ excuse me? “ he asked, letting go of your throat, his head moving to whisper in your ear.

“ say that again. I dare you “ you let out a small whimper. Cock twitching as he started palming you through your pants. Fuck did it feel tight, you needed to get out of these fast.

“ ‘M sorry sir please- “ he let out a coo kissing your neck.

“ please what? Touch you? “ he tilted his head looking down at you

“ please sir- m sorry!! “ you begged, humping his knee letting out soft pants. He gripped your hips tight stopping your movement.

“ you stupid mutt you’ve been bad and you think I’m gonna get you off? Only good boys get rewards. “ he tsked shaking his head as he slowly pushed you to your knees

“ make it up to me then maybe I’ll think about letting you cum tonight. “

#enzoluvsyou #dreamwastaken #dream x male reader #amab reader #x male reader #mcyt x male reader #dream #mlm smut

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sleep-0-deprived · 7 months

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Do you write for mcyt?

YES as long as long as they aren’t bad or problematic also I won’t write for minors. I should also mention I will not write any proships comships or any of that since I’ve seen a lot of mcyt lovers ship that sort of thing and also poppytwt dni since that shit is gross

#x male reader #sub male reader #x male reader smut #bottom male reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt tag #mcyt x male reader #mcyt x platonic reader

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v0idl1nq · 2 years

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I've talked about it with some people I know and it's been decided, Technoblade and MCYT has been removed from my fandom list.

For Technoblade it's pretty obvious why, writing fanfiction about someone who has passed is wrong to me. It's just that writing about him feels wrong to me, It would be like I'd be disrespecting him in everyway despite it being his DSMP character.

For MCYT, after talking with some friends on what I should do it was decided that I separate myself from the fandom/community. I might select some MCYT's that are comfortable with fanfiction, but if I do it would all be platonic.

I love writing any sort of fanfiction, but right now? writing MCYT fanfiction for me seems forced, it has no effort which is why I hate it. I'm not a fan of my writing when it has no effort put into it, so I'll be stopping and deleting any requests with MCYT or Technoblade.

#technoblade #mcyt angst #mcyt fluff #mcyt reader insert #mcyt x male reader #mcyt x male reader angst #mcyt x reader #mcyt x reader angst #mcyt x sibling!reader #mcyt x you #yandere mcyt #yandere mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #wilbur mcyt #tommy mcyt #mcyt x y/n #mcyt fandom #mcytblr

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chaoticshitstick · 8 months

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IM ACTUALLY WRITING AGAIN!!!

#edward cullen x reader #cedric diggory x reader #mcyt x male reader #harry potter #dsmpblr

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deadqueerboys · 4 months

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Kiss me, you know they'll love it!

Headcanons: Kissing them on stream.

Pairing: Wilbur x Reader, Tubbo x M! Reader, Quackity x Reader. (Separate).

Wilbur Soot:

First of all, he knew what he was doing. It was just a normal minecraft stream. This got him kinda bothered after a while. And he knew what he had to do to take this bother out of him.

Wilbur says to chat: "Holy.. oh, fuck.. i'm going to the bathroom guys, i'll be right back." He pretends he mutes and turns off the camera, we know he's a good actor.

He calls you, and since the moment you enter the room, he stairs at you with puppy eyes. You ask him why he is looking at you like that, Wilbur just smiles and places his hands on your waist, pulling you closer.

"Will.. aren't they seeing it?"

Wilbur simply doesn't care. He didn't node or deny it. He just got up and put his hands on your cheeks, kissing you passionately.

Chat goes crazy! A lot of people freaking out, they didn't even know he was dating someone.

After he does it, he also pretends to turn the camera and mic on so he can see everybody going crazy again.

"I'm back chat.. did I lose something?" He asked with a smirk.

Tubbo:

It's a late night stream, not a qsmp one, just a normal and chaotic as usual. Tubbo is doing something on his laptop. It's been a while since he's all quiet. Worried, you knocked on the door, calling him;

"Hi babe, what u doing?"

He explains to you something that doesn't matter how much he says, you'll never understand. When he looks at you, his eyes shine, making a dumb but cute smile.

"What? Don't look at me like that dickhead.." You ask, in seconds, he's stood up, hugging you, making you stay closer to him before he kept giving you kisses.

It's so lovely!!!!!

"Stop being mean with me. You're literally my boyfriend!" He giggles and finally kisses you on the lips, a very calm kiss for his natural exited way of being.

"So.. is this camera on?" "Oh.. shit."

He doesn't really care. If you're weak or shorter than him, he gonna take you on his lap, he kept giving you kisses until he get tired, which never happens, or until some giftsub appear on the stream he notices that or he turn the stream off or he let you go.

Now that people know you guys are dating, he'll make sure to bring you sometimes to make a stream with him, always being clingy.

If somebody on the chat flirts with you, he'll be pissed off, not just pissed off, but.. wow. He started to complain about it all the time. Even out of live, he's not the jealous type, but God, he's offended!

Quackity:

He doesn't care.

"Oh, but they'll see us and.." Stfu. He. Doesn't. Care.

Quackity puts you on his lap while streaming, giving you a tight hug.

Small kisses around your cheeks and neck.

Arms are always around you.

He does the possible for talking in your language, so if it is English that cracked fucked up voice comes out, whispering nasty things on your ear.

And, as you guys know, some even more nasty things for you if you speak spanish or portuguese.

I can imagine a pretty "Ah, é? Você sentiu falta de mim hoje..? Eu tenho certeza que posso fazer você se sentir melhor.." In portuguese while he bites the your ear, slowly and teasy.

Or a simple "Mhm, te ves tan bien usando esa ropa, apuesto a que te gustaría verme besarte a través de ella." Coming from him with an innocent smile.

And again, "What if they hear it?" He. Doesn't. Care.

He cares only about you and you feeling good receiving cuddles from him.

Normally, the chat is accustomed to it, just saying things like;

"Come on, man!!!"

"Please, Quackity, can we keep going with the stream?"

"Oh, well, we're losing him.."

He smiles and gives you a big kiss before letting you go. He stayed in a good mood for the rest of the night.

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cherrynwinesk · 9 months

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I know this is roleplay, but by these vibes I mean Quackity would treat his partner like a princess.

#qsmp quackity #quackity smp #quackity fluff #quackity #dsmp quackity #quackity x you #quackity x y/n #quackity x reader #qsmp #incorrect quotes #quackity clips #video #mcyt x y/n #mcytblr #mcyt #gn reader #fem reader #male reader

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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years

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would you be able to do a platonic thing with the cc's in which gn!reader is feeling down?

I have covid again so I'm doing this for my comfort

Also you never specified which cc's so I'm choosing Niki, Wilbur, Tommy, and Dream.

Niki Nihachu

Niki absoloutely hates seeing you upset

She's a very empathetic person so when you're sad, she's sad

She'll try to convince you to lie in bed with her to platonically cuddle away the bad emotions.

If you have to be productive even during those moments, Niki will prepare you tea and a snack to make you feel better

And if she's not able to comfort you physically she'll send you a bunch of adorable photos and videos of Zuko

So many audio clips of her voice saying the sweetest little pick-me-ups for you

Niki is never bothered because she likes being the friend you rely on

Wilbur Soot

Wilbur isn't the most physical of people so most of his comfort would be trying to make you laugh

Texting you as many truly awful among us jokes as he can

If you're like physically there, Wilbur'll set up popcorn and an emotional movie and start crying so that if you cry too, it won't be as embarrassing

Snacks. This man has a bunch of them and would definitely keep your favourite sweets in store if you just need a quick pick-me-up

For ranting, Wilbur isn't your best bet. Actually, he's probably your worst.

He doesn't do well with listening without offering advice so he should definitely be the last one you call, unless you do want advice. In which case, call him freely.

TommyInnit

Tommy has playlists he made for you if you were sad

Like if you needed to just vent it, it would be his angriest songs, but if you wanted to calm down then there would be a lot of lofi music, like from his streaming playlist

He isn't the best at comforting people but Tommy tries to be really physically affectionate because that's what helps him feel better

If you get headaches when upset you can bet money on him massaging your forehead and scalp for you to help

He feels down sometimes too but he always need to be around people to feel better so he kinda just assumes you do too

Tommy is a kind soul, even if he's not always the smartest

Dream WasTaken

Dream kinda needs to be told when you're upset because he's bad at social cues

Like if you're upset and don't tell him, he might not even notice unless it's really obvious

Taking this from one of my closest friends who does this for me, if you're like in a panic attack Dream'll instantly discord call you and just like talk you down. Discord stream playing minecraft to distract you

He's the type of person who gets really angry when he's upset, even if it's just to cover sadness, so if you're like him then he'll be really good at calming you down and taking your shit

Fully convinced this man would google tactics to comfort people tho because like I said, sucks at social cues and is even worse at comforting

Will put on your favourite movie, buy your favorite food, just spend a bunch of money making you feel better and won't let you repay a cent

Dream can and will be your platonic sugar daddy

{《☆》}

[I'm this close to ending it all, covid headaches make my preexisting headaches 1000× worse and I hate it all. I'm so bored. It's been like 2 days too but that is still so longgg]

[Also sorry Anon if this isn't who you wanted, hope it's alright though. Have a lovely day, eat food and hydrate. Take care of yourself and please for everyone's sake don't be like my brother. Wear a mask, even now. I love you all, bye bye!]

[L0v3, k1ng]

Taglist: @creatorofstars @hiwhatsupbruv

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sunflowerdaisybee · 2 years

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Could you possibly do a Male God!Reader with 2-4 sets of wings (To show a sign of power, kind of like some goddesses with extra limbs to show power) with C!Quackity where they both just preen each others wings and have a nice fluffy day indoors if you feel comfortable with it and/or have time? Have a lovely day by the way ^^

This was really cute and fun to write (even though i rewrote it like five times lol), i hope you like it! :]

Pairing: Quackity X Reader

Pronouns: none used/gender neutral

[A/n]: Requests are open! :]

“Would you quit moving so much? You’re gonna make me mess up.” Quackity chuckled as you continued to bounce with light laughter. He had made a rather stupid joke, in all honesty, but it made you laugh, now struggling to hold still while holding it in.

“(Y/n), it wasn’t even that funny, I mean, c’mon,” he started to slowly dissolve into laughter as well, his soft chuckles melding with yours. His hands dropped from your middle, left wing as he instead placed them on his legs trying to calm himself down as his wings fluttered behind him. What he hadn’t accounted for was your wings also fluttering with your laughter, something made all the more dangerous by your number of wings.

His sudden shriek and the soft thunk against one of your wings was what finally snapped you out of your laughter. Apparently, you had gotten yourself so worked up that one of your wings had accidentally thunked your boyfriend in the head. Knocking him over and startling him out of his own laughter.

“Oh shit, Quackity, love, I’m so sorry. You ok?” Quackity seemed to lay there for a moment, not fully comprehending what just happened.

“Did I just get slapped by your wing?” A brief snort escaped you as you helped him back into a sitting position, nodding your head as he looked at you bewildered.

“I’m sorry love, your joke had me laughing so hard that I just sorta lost control.” Quackity only stared at you for a moment before tackling you, pinning your larger frame below his.

“First you don’t sit still, and then you slap me with your wing! You’re in for it now.” His hands, smaller in comparison to yours, made quick work of finding your sides and attacking, nimble fingers dancing over your ribs and tickling you. A howl of laughter escaped from your mouth as you attempted to move his hands away, he was determined though, fueled by your earlier actions.

Your hands did little against his, weakened by your current state. Your wings, on the other hand, proved to be a big help. With you laughing uncontrollably, they were fluttering like wild beneath you, the six creating quite a racket as they knocked into everything.

“Quackity, I- pfft, wait- just,” he was relentless in his attack, not allowing you to speak out full sentences. It wasn’t until he was, again, hit accidentally by your wing that he stopped, allowing you a moment to collect yourself.

“You seriously hit me again?”

“It wasn't, it wasn’t on purpose!” You stuttered over your words as you thought about the action, trying not to laugh at your clearly displeased boyfriend.

“Yeah ok.” Quackity playfully rolled his eyes at you, smiling as you scoffed back, just as playfully.

“Your wings do the same thing when you laugh, they just aren’t big enough to hit me.”

“You're lying.”

“Oh yeah?” Your voice held a challenging tone, one that Quackity should’ve taken as a sign to run. Just as quickly as he had tackled you, had you flipped the situation on him, pinning him below you.

“Just watch,” and just as he did previously, you began to tickle him, chuckling as he squirmed and laughed uncontrollably. And just as you said, his wings did the same thing, flapping relentlessly against the floor below him.

“See, my little ducky, I was right.” Your hands raised, stopping the attack on the poor man as he used the chance to catch his breath.

“I’m not little.”

“Nah don’t say that, my sweet little man, my tiny beloved.” What started as preening, turned tickle fight, had now turned into teasing. At this rate, no wings would be finished today.

Taglist: @frowniing (if you want to be tagged in fics just let me know and please state your preference :])

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oceandeviancy · 2 years

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“Accidental” Twitch Kisses (BadBoyHalo x Male Reader)

Title: “Accidental” Twitch Kisses

Pairing: BadBoyHalo x Male Reader

Originally Posted: Wattpad, 2019

Scenario: You are streaming Minecraft and beat him at a game. Well, he says it was an accident.

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You laughed loudly as Darryl's Minecraft character fell off the map in a game of Sky Wars. He loves to boast about how he's the best at PvP and Bed Wars, and Sky Wars, and weirdly Tic Tac Toe, which takes no skill.

"I’m good at this game!” you yelled, laughing at the same time.

"You're cheating! You have mod or something" he yelled back with the saltiest tone.

You couldn't stop laughing and face palmed. He's accused Zak, Skeppy, of cheating multiple times in various games on Hypixel by saying he had mod. You didn't even have YouTube rank so how could he expect you to have mod?

He was recording a video while you were streaming on Twitch. It was a lot funnier to stream on Twitch playing Minecraft for some reason.

"You're just salty that I'm better than you" You said, as you killed the last player and won the game, "See, Technoblade neva dies! Oh wrong channel."

You reinvited Darryl to the party as he rage quit Hypixel. It was quite cute every time he'd say oh my goodness or anything salty for that matter. Like now, he's shouting at his stream to stop spamming the Japanese symbol for beginner and 14 and McDonald's cheesy fries.

Entering another game, you were prepared to make it be the two of you left in the game.

Once your character dropped to your island, you quickly ran to the two chests and took the wooden planks, the iron and diamond armor, ender pearls, and eggs from them. You waited for 15 seconds as two people quickly died from PvP and falling off the map.

"I'm coming for you CryBoyHalo!" You said, letting out an evil laugh.

"I'm getting bullied by my stream and now you. I have every right to be sad"

You hear him frantically clicking as he fought another player. He let out a loud sigh as the other was killed. You laughed a little as you looted the middle chests of potions and diamond swords.

"Where are you Bad?" You said in a sing songs voice.

You called him Darryl in real life but called him Bad during streams because then it wouldn't be awkward. BadBoyHalo and (U/N) were just online personas and that's how you two liked it.

Your fanbases knew you lived in the same house as roommates and many people shipped you two together. You dismissed the ideas and joked around about it but just said you weren't dating. It wasn't a complete lie. You and Darryl weren't a couple but the feelings were there and you were just afraid to do anything about it.

The last few players died, and Darryl was laughing as he was going insane. He was in a tough PvP against a player with a lot of armor and other gear.

It left the two of you.

"Oh my goodness" Darryl sighed as he saw who he was up against, "I don't want to go against you. I don't want to lose to a muffin like you."

"Oh so you're admitting that you're going to lose, okay!"

You scan the middle island for him and don't see him.

Well shit, where was he?

He ender pearled behind you and started to hit you. Quickly, you ender pearled a little farther and let your player consume a golden apple. You threw a splash of poison onto him as he started using a bow.

"A bow? Really?"

As he was about to respond, you brought him down to 1 heart, teased him by saying he was at 14 health and then used no weapon, just your fist, hit him once, and you won again.

"OH MY GOODNESS (Y/N)!!!"

"I win again." To make him even more salty, you began to sing, "BadBoyHalo is a potato. BadBoyHalo is a potato. BADBOYHALO IS A POTATO!"

"Shut up (Y/N)"

"Make me" you grinned towards the camera.

You used a webcam while Darryl didn't. He was a little self conscious about his looks and fans made it worse by the whole bald meme. He rarely would show his face on your stream but that was only if he really wanted to, otherwise he stayed in his room and either called through Teamspeak or yelled through the closed door.

"You cheated and have mod. Shut up, I won."

"Make me. You know I'm better than you at Sky Wars!" You teased again.

You could hear his groan through the wall as it was that loud. He slammed his headphone on his desk and stormed out of the room.

"Annnnnnnnnd he's gone! Okay! I, (U/N), am better than CryBoyHalo over there and--" you were cut off by him slamming the door open.

You jumped at how loud it was and you didn't expect him to come into your room while streaming. He NEVER did that.

He grabbed your shirt and pulled you towards him. As any other YouTuber, you had a chair with wheels causing the entire thing to move. Darryl leaned down and kissed you. It was both full of passion and anger because he's still so salty over the Sky Wars game.

Stunned, you didn't say anything, letting him kiss you on stream, with all (number of viewers to) watching everything.

He let go and walked back to his room like nothing ever happened.

Speechless, you just sat there, blushing so hard.

Darryl came back to the microphone and he said, "Did I miss anything?"

"Why did you just do that?" Was all you could say, leaning against your desk.

You didn't mind it at all, in fact, you wanted it but didn't expect it to actually happen.

"Oh it was an accident"

-User disconnected from Teamspeak

-Disconnect

-Quit Game

#badboyhalo #bbh #badboyhalo x male reader #bbh x male reader #mcyt #mcyt x male reader #x male reader #badboyhalo x reader #bbh x reader

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