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toiletwipes · 2 years

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hello! its that cabin au part 3! know that meme, i can fix him? we're making them worse!

part 1 / part 2

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After an… exciting day of hiking, where techno has taken many chances to slip inside of you, watching you cry into his neck trying to muffle yourself… and the hike back to the cabin of course, it is perfectly okay to say that everyone is exhausted.

And well, you’re one to tap out after strenuous but after a three hour nap, and your boyfriend boiling you in the dead of summer, you’re not shying away from the cool night on the porch, on the swinging bench.

Your feet scrape the wooden boards gently, brushing against it as you let your legs do some of the work, the breeze cooling your burning face and neck faster than you anticipated. Your head tips to the left, leaning against the arm and closing your eyes. The sounds of the night lulling you into a sleep, the crickets chirping and the owls hooting every now and then. It’s pretty nice.

Then someone opens the door and you’re not that quick to open your eyes. The door shuts with a quiet click.

Your name is murmured within a scratchy throat, and you lift your head, rubbing your eyes open as you turn to look at the father of your boyfriend. “Hey, Phil, couldn’t sleep so I figured I should sit out here for a minute,” he nods, taking the seat next to you, the bench creaking the tiniest bit under his weight, nothing like the sounds it’d make if his boyfriend was the one next to you.

You’re tempted to do something but something about the peace, the quiet and existing next to him is something you haven’t had in a while. Yes, you enjoyed feeling good while making this man feel good, while under the current, rigid circumstances, but there’s a reason why you loved Techno’s family the way you did. They were not only interesting but incredibly kind to you. (Not to mention, unbelievably hot.)

“You’re good for my son, I’ve never seen him happier.” Phil’s low voice hums next to your ear, mumbling to you or himself, you’re not sure. “I don’t know why I’m meddling with it.”

You smile, shifting in your seat and give him a side-look, “you know I’m not good for him for that exact reason. And… I don’t think I want to stop anytime soon.” Your hand slides over his pajama pants, squeezing his thigh a little bit. You lean close, your mouth parting as you kiss his shoulder. “But if you ever want to stop, then tell me.” You slip your hand away, sitting straight up while you pull the cardigan over your chest, “I'm not going to be an asshole.”

You hear him shudder a breath, a shiver rolling down his spine as his hand stops you from leaving, encircling around your wrist soundly as you turn to stare at him. You watch him hesitate to form words but with the way he’s stopped you… you know he’s not going to stop this little thing between the two of you. (You’re certainly not, if you can help it.)

“I don’t want to stop. I’ve never felt more alive,” he confesses and you reach up with a free, slow hand. Caressing the side of his face and watching him lean into your touch, his eyes fluttering shut and you nearly coo, enjoying this bit of peace with him. You nearly feel bad at ruining it when you tug your hand out of his hand, cupping his junk and feeling him stiffen against you. “You gonna let me suck you off while everyone’s asleep?” You whisper to him and his head tips back, a quiet groan escaping his lips while you move to get on your knees, getting comfortable while you fish his cock out, wetting his head with the tip of your tongue and sucking it into your mouth.

His hands come up to hold your head, his hands gripping the sides and making you feel hotter in a way you didn’t come out here for.

His muted moans, only quiet because of how hard he’s biting down on his lips, you’re sure, they set your insides on fire, knowing just how much chaos the cabin would be in if they found the two of you like this. Phil’s tiny ponytail slowly comes undone while his jaw is lax, prayers being mouthed to the ceiling of the porch, and no doubt, the reason being why the most incriminating. You, on your knees, lovingly tending to his dick, slobbering over and taking it into your throat even when you felt you couldn’t breathe, your lips will no doubt be puffy. And when his thighs tense, his fingers dig into your skull, a little dull tugging at your scalp making you moan, you know he’s close. So what do you do besides flick your tongue over his piss slit and suck at his head until he shoves your head down all the way, leaning forward as he curls into your mouth, pulsing as spurts of cum are shot down your throat.

You finally come up when he relaxes against the bench, massaging your head and giving you a look with his half-lidded eyes, kissing his tip goodbye and you press one into your fingers, fingers against his lips. “See you in the morning.”

“Can’t I return the favor?” He asks, hand sliding up to kiss your knuckles, looking up as you stand.

You hum, thinking to yourself how you should return to bed, Techno will probably wake up any minute and the faster you two part, the safer you should be from the consequences of getting caught.

And the thought of getting caught leads to you pressed against the cabin from the outside, gasping as your legs are over Phil’s shoulder, his tongue lapping over your clit, over your labia and pulls not one but two orgasms out of you, the sounds of slurping too addicting in your ears to let him stop at one.

You gather your breath as Phil wipes his mouth across your thighs, smiling to himself as he says goodnight, entering the cabin. Still breathing heavily and legs shaking as you approach the bench swing, you take what feels like an hour before going back inside, being sure you could actually walk without seeming weird.

And when you slip into the shower, scrubbing your scalp with the delicious smelling shampoo, you’re too content to check whether the person slipping into your shower is actually your boyfriend when you greet him with a groggy voice.

“I thought you were asleep,” you say as he pulls the curtains back, hands coming around to settle at your waist, squeezing and pulling you close to him, and when you didn’t immediately feel him slip inside of you, you’re curious. You hum a question as you open your eyes, looking down and seeing the music note tattoo on the inside of his wrist, you know it’s Wilbur holding you close in the warm water.

“Would you believe me if I said you kept me up?” He kisses the back of your neck, hands slipping towards opposite directions, one curling around your neck and one hand pressing a digit inside of you, pressing you closer and closer against him.

You bite your lip, one of your hands coming up to cover your mouth and he shushes you quietly, “none of that, c’mon pretty girl, let me hear you.” And you have to pull him by his neck, pressing your needy moans into his mouth so you would have a chance at actually fucking without getting caught. He slips a second finger, and you’re twitching, needing more of his long, cold fingers inside of you.

“That’s it, that’s it, I got you,” he bites your lip, fastening his pace and guiding you over the edge, pushing you into a freefall of an orgasm, shaking in his arms and nearly falling over. You let him press you against the wall, the water cascading over the sides of you two, as he pulls one of your legs up, sinking his dick in so easily, so good for him. He murmurs in your ear how good you feel, nearly whimpering when he has to hold himself still, how you feel too good and how he might just cum right then and there.

His hips move slowly, inch by inch, groaning with how your walls clench around him. “You’re gonna- fuck, oh you’re so good, my good girl, right?” You nod, trying not to lose yourself in the dizzying pleasure, gasping against the onslaught of water.

“Letting me f-fuck you like this, oh fuck, so close to him and yet you’d let me bend you over in front of him and show him who owns this pussy, wouldn’t you? Yeah? You’d show him who fucks you better?” You weren’t processing his words at all, only knowing it made your stomach flutter at the thought.

“Tell me,” he gasps in your mouth, one of his free hands dipping down and circling your abused clit, pulling every sound he could out of you. “Tell me I fuck you better, tell me you’re my good girl,” and you say every word. Well, the best you could when he fucks you in the shower while trying to not wake your boyfriend. In between whines and crying, you tell him. You tell him everything he wants to hear and more because it all sounded so, so good in that moment.

And when he’s down cumming inside, he doesn’t hesitate to drop down to his knees and clean his mess.

He leaves the shower not long after, a kiss pressed to your forehead and promise on his lips.

You don’t even make it to your shared bedroom, you just curl into the couch and pull the thin throw blanket over your body, too exhausted to do much else. You know that among most nights, this was the riskiest. And the thought only makes you smile, the danger buzzing underneath your skin, sending you to sleep.

Tonight was too risky but you couldn’t find yourself to care.

If anything…

You had even more… daring ideas to try next time.

#wilbur soot x you #philza x you #techno x you #wilbur soot x reader #philza x reader #techno x reader #technoblade x you #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot smut #technohblade smut #philza smut #tw: cheating #cw: cheating

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midnight-talescape · 2 years

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I’m here (C!Philza x Cat Hybrid Reader)

Kinktober day 11: Wings/Tail play

I’m so fucking sorry (also fun fact I nearly add egg laying in for fun)

Warning: wing play, tail play, biting, swearing, daddy happened once, this is 100 percent ooc, etc, etc you get the point not for kid

Genre: filthy filthy smut

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You fidget uncomfortably in your chair. You ears and tail twitching in every direction.

Philza came back holding two cup of tea, noticed you fidgeting in your seat furrowed his brow and ask,

“What’s wrong, mate? You’re fidgeting,”

“Nothing,” you said without looking up,

Hearing this Philza put down the cup and sat next to you, forcing you to look at him.

“Is something bothering you, you can tell me,”

Hesitatingly you looked up and lick your lip before pointing at his wings and whispering,

“Can I straighten out your wing?”

Philza blink confused as fuck,

“What?”

Giving up, you buried your face in your hand and mumble,

“It’s bothering me! Your wing is so pretty Phil, but you don’t take care of it. I want to preen your feather,”

Hearing your outburst over the pure annoyance over his slightly ruffled wing, Philza cough before saying,

“Thanks for the compliment, mate. But I’m afraid I will have to decline the offer, speaking of which I think I left the kettle on the stove,”

With that Philza quickly walk away, you groan and put your head on the table, missing Philza’s blushing ears under his hair.

From that day on every once in a while you will offer again, hoping maybe be one day he will slip up and allow you to groom his wing, at-last it never happen, until…

“Hey Phil, are you okay?”you ask as you walked into the house of the broken man,

Philza turn around forcing a smile before saying,

“Hey (Y/N), it’s good to see you again! I’m fine don’t worry about me,”

You walked up to him, not believing him for a second.

“Wha-“

You pulled him into a hug, wrapping your arm around his back, carefully missing his damaged wing before saying,

“Hey, it’s fine, Phil. I got you, you still have me and everything’s gonna be fine,”

Recovering from his surprised, Philza buried his face into your hair.

“I saw him died, I killed Wilbur with my own hand and now Ghostbur hate me too, I’m a terrible father, (Y/N)…”

You tip toe and nuzzled his neck in affection trying to comfort him,

“Don’t say that Phil, you’re a great father and Ghostbur will forgive you. It wasn’t your fault Friend died, we can go find them again, together,”

After a while Philza calm down and motion for you to let go, which you reluctantly did. Philza let out a chuckle,

“Well that was embarrassing,”

Glad that he seems to have recover slightly, you smiled and said in a deadpan voice,

“Yes, truly. I will hold this forever against you and use it to blackmail you one day for your many fortune,”

“It seems like I have made a great mistake,” suddenly hesitantly Philza scratch his face and asked,

“Speaking of which, are you still willing to preen my wings?”

You widen your eye in surprise. Seeing your eye widened and taking it as a rejection, he quickly continued,

“It’s fine if you no longer want to, my wings are pretty damage and no longer look as pleasing as they use to be,”

You let out a happy purr and clapped your hand before throwing yourself into Philza’s embrace again.

“I will love to! Also if I dare judge you, I will incur Techno’s wrath, who will definitely hunt me down,”

Philza laughed, before leading you to his room. He went to lie down on his bed and spread his wings.

You gently got on to his bed, and when saw his damage left wing, you slow down your breathing and gently brush across the damage wing. After a while you gently begin to straighten out his feathers. Pulling out loose one and straighten crooked feather light and simple, afraid to cause anymore damage.

Sensing your nervousness of hurting him, Philza turn around slightly,

“You can go harder you know, mate. I’m not fragile,”

“I don’t know about that, you’re quite old, old man,” you retorted back before being slightly braver,

Soon once you cleaned out the feather you gently kneaded through the tense knot in his wings.

But what you didn’t noticed was the closer to the base of his wings, the tenser his body get.

Suddenly Philza let out a muffled moan when you get to the sensitive skin at the base of his wing. Both of you froze at the sound.

You quickly clambered off of him before burying your blushing face in your hand.

Philza sat up slightly embarrassed and tried to hide the bulge in his pant,

“I’m sorry, it’s just the base of my wing are rather sensitive, I should have told you,”

“No, no it’s my fault, I should have known,” was your only response as you feel yourself slowly die inside,

After a few awkward silence you looked up and said,

“I-if you want I can help with that,”

Philza choked on his saliva,

“W-what?”

You grit your teeth, this is real fucking awkward but you’re here might as well,

“I said I want to fuck you,”

Philza look at you sadly and said,

“You don’t have to do that to make me feel better,”

Slightly angry at the fact that he will assume you will do that just because you feel pity, you pounces on him pushing him onto the bed.

“Don’t be stupid, I fucking love you, you old dingus! Why else will I be here comforting you at 3am?! YOU JUST BLEW UP A FUCKING COUNTRY!!!”

Looking at your face staring him down, your eye watery and your lip tremble showing how you’re not as brave as you seem.

With a sigh, knowing how he’s not gonna let you go anyway, Philza flipped you, quickly changing you and his position.

He pulled you into a kiss. After a while you guys separated, he caressed your face before asking you seriously,

“Are you sure about this?”

Seeing your nod, he quickly undress both of you and attacking your neck.

Philza suck and nibbled at your neck hungrily, leaving red mark down your body as you let out moan.

His hand traveled down your body to your core, lightly touching it before pumping two fingers in stretching you out.

Your face flushed as you let out whimpers and moan, suddenly you bite down on Philza’s shoulder when you felt him pull your tail harshly, Sebring a electric shock up your spine.

“Do you like it when I do that? Hurting you, leaving mark on you to show you’re mine?”

“Y-yes… FU-“ you let out a swear when you felt him hit your sweet spot,

Noticing this, Philza grin and quickly inserts 2 more fingers before attacking your sweet spot at the same time.

You felt your clit tightening on his finger and tears stinging your eye,

“Cum for me, kitten,”

With that your eye rolls back as you cum hard on his finger, sob wrecking through your body.

Looking at your sweaty body, trembling from the high, Philza quickly position himself and wrapped your leg around his waist before he thrust inside you.

Your mouth gaped open and tear streams down your face as you felt his member split your body.

“Sl-slower… ha… fuck… daddy, please… uugh…”

Hearing the jumbled of word coming out of your mouth, he grunted and hold one of your leg up allowing him to change his angle and hitting deeper.

You cried, the pleasure too great for you as you dug your finger into the base of his wings.

Letting out a groan he grabbed your tail tightly and bite down on your neck as he slammed into your womb and fucked the living hell out of you.

You were quickly brought to your orgasm a few more time from the tail pulling and the member fucking the brain out of you, before you felt him cumming inside you.

Without pulling out he wiped away your tear and sweat, before gently holding you into his embrace. Holding you to his chest he covered the both of you in his wings both damage and whole.

Just like that you two fell asleep, knowing all will be fine in the end.

#no i don’t have problems #reader insert #reader smut #x reader #kinktober #kinktober 2022 #philza x reader #philza x reader smut #mcyt x reader

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starofficx · 6 months

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𝑰𝑵𝑻𝑹𝑶 ★ ¬

Hey! I'm Star. I write stories for a living. Mostly only about these fandoms: DSMP (What I will do; Smut, Lemon, Fluff, Angst - If you request a minor for smut or lemon I will simply ignore you. That is the same for every other one of the fandoms I will be writing.) 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚; Quackity (no smut) Wilbur (no smut) Dream Sam Ranboo (I know he's 18 now but writing smut for him still makes me uncomfortable) Tubbo (Same with him) Tommy (Same with him) Schlatt Slime (And whoever you may request or who I decide I want to do) ENCANTO (What I will do; Fluff, Angst, Maybe Smut) 𝑤ℎ𝑜 𝑖 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚; Antonio (FLUFF ONLY) Camilo (No smut!) Bruno Mirabel (no smut) Isabella (Maybe others.)

MDNI

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modx-reborn · 2 years

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Mmmmm I'm at work and am having ideas again.

Mayyybe your a phantom yourself or a similar breed of hybrid that lingers outside if the origins domain, belonging to another settlement and always toeing the line between the domain boundaries, chirping and slinging chatter back and forth between yourself and the elytrian that swoops by, almost taunting you to step over the unseen line and wander their, no his domain.

Black wings that blot out the sun and extend the shade you cling too when the peak hours of the day hit, the rattle of hissing chirps and clicking talons following every word. He is an animate thing when you cross paths, swinging ideas and teasing, laughing when you get spooked by wild cats, and showing no remorse or care when you bat his curious hands away.

Your elytrian friend at the boundary of the domains is endearing in a way.

Until he isn't, until their domain expands and those black wings don't shield the sun but block out the moon. Till there is another phantom phasing through your walls, his bone tail clicking and rattling on almost a mimicry of the elytrians chirps, potions and arrows flung amongst those that lingered in the village, you being one of those that was caught.

Water on all sides and obsidian beyond that, a trap all for you and you alone, the door was blocked and barricaded for what felt like hours till the running water fell silent and the chipping sound of volcanic rock gives way to familiar noises.

Your village was now part of their domain, something that they claimed they needed.

And you, well you were part of the village and thus now part of their domain, how else could you explain how the familiar talons and deep feathers had come to braket your frame, cradling your face and hiding those electric green eyes.

Oh how strange it was to hear your name, not phantom or pet cooed at you, to hear how in hushed whispers your fate was rewritten and warped.

You belonged to their domain now, you belonged to the crowfather.

#c: philza #mcyt smut #k: hybrid #possessive behavior #obsessive behavior #yandere #mxad

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miriclebunny · 2 years

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Y'know, after reading SBI fics for so long, then going back to regular fics has made me realize how different this fandom sees relationships.

Like most fandoms centre arround shipping and use fics as a way to project their love for thay ship. Where SBI fics are a way for writers to have an outlet that shows their love for relationships that go beyond just shipping.

I stopped reading SBI fics for a bit because I was getting bored and I got into ither media, but I've discovered that other fandoms treat their fanfiction so differently to a degree to where its jarring. Its like stepping into two different cultures. And thats because it is stepping intk two different cultures

Like I knew how fics used to be before the dsmp, I had read those fics for five years before I got to this fandom. I read those but I never got so emotionally invested in a story like I did with fics like Passerine and so many others. It made me realise how incredibly lucky this fandom is to have such a good culture arround fanfiction.

Is this a vent because I am sick of seeing NSFW fics? Yes. But I want to see more of this culture in other fandoms but I know it may never happen. It probably wont ever happen.

Oke venting over.

#sbi fanfic #sleepy bois inc #philza minecraft #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #technoblade #dream smp #mcyt #I am sick of seeing smut okay

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mon-moonfae · 5 months

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Loneliness Makes me Whole. (I Fell Empty Without You.)

A bones and all Au where Techno is an Eater and so is Tubbo

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hegoeshardasfuck · 1 month

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Feathers and Thread

wordcount: 0.9K

tags: shibari, bloodletting, knifeplay, consensual but not safe or sane, horn stimulation

synopsis: Schlatt and Phil try two things in bed: blood, and shibari, both of which are new to Schlatt, neither are new to Phil

note: god I fucking love schlattza, it's so aesthetically pleasing to me for some god awful reason. two dilfs getting it on? sign me the fuck up. hope ya'll enjoy and if you did consider dropping a like or checkin the Ao3 port

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48459538

"C'mon idiot," Schlatt urged as he watched Phil tug off his robe.

"Ever heard of patience?" Phil chided in response as he flared out jet black wings, back to his partner. He glanced over his shoulder, "It'd do you some good."

Schlatt rolled his eyes, "Yeah, yeah, just get over here and fuck me."

Phil found himself inching closer to Schlatt a little slower, "So needy," He glided onto the cushions with ease, running a finger across the red rope that held Schlatts body. The twine ran between contours of muscle, framing every inch like one would with a piece of art, "Isn't there a rule about touching master pieces?"

Schlatt whined, "Break the rule, now."

Phil gave a hum of amusement, he trailed a finger across the knots, smirk on his face predatory. He lowered his mouth to Schlatts throat, running sharpened fangs and giving teasing nibbles along the way. From the crux of where neck and shoulder met to the cusp of his jawline small indentations of Phil's fangs lay. The ram shuddered when Phil brought a hand to grasp at a curved horn, digging fingers between grooved enamel.

Phil stretched out his wings again, muscles achingly stiff, in the same way cords held Schlatt on display. Pretty red strands holding wrists together, the same color as the blood that pulsed just under his skin. The blood that was one wound away from spilling out, the warmth that Phil craved to coat his form once more. The wet that often meant violence but could be shed under the light of loyalty and desire. He pushed his nail (sharp like talons), against the underside of Schlatts pectoral, sliding until a waterfall of red gushed forth. Schlatt keened at the unrelenting pressure morphing to a clean slice across his chest, the rope soaked up an uncanny amount.

"So calm," Phil purred, taking a blood slathered hand across the vermilion painted expanse of skin. He rested his hand on Schlatts cock, slowly dragging from the base to the tip, "So perfect."

Schlatt shuddered out a moan, he couldn't help the slight buck into the touch. Phil gladly teased the back of a nail along the underside and it made Schlatt tense entirely, pray for the twitch he couldn't help.

It garnered a hum of laughter from the demigod, "You know I wouldn't kill you Schlatt, don't you?"

Schlatt nodded, "Yeah."

Phil brought a wing prod between Schlatts shoulder blade, forcing him to puff out his chest a bit more. A lithe hand curled around a horn again, squeezing, a throaty groan spilled from Schlatt at the touch. The hand resting on his cock stroked once more, and then again, pre mixed with blood easily. Schlatt tensed as Phil circled a claw at the base of his horn, unfiltered moans bubbled up despite the fear. Phil leaned in once more, mouth dangerously close to Schlatts ear, the ram could hear each breath echoing his own.

"Then how come you're so scared?" The voice is cold compared to the warmth resting heavily between his fingers. The heat on his words and the ardor suddenly on his actions, giving a faint tug to the horn.

"Fuck! Fucking shit," The words tear through Schlatt like a seam ripper, he comes undone at frayed edges like denim, "Phil," There's a catch in his voice. He gives a sharp inhale, "Phil!"

Phil musters a heady laugh at the neediness his partner displays, the lust on his laugh is venomous, "C'mon, cumming so soon?"

Schlatt whines, he squirms in his constraints. The blood soaked rope caresses him just right, shimmering ever so faintly in the low light. His mouth cracks open in a silent moan as Phil brings a hand to caress his horns, arch of a wing forcing his back curved. A sense of lightheadedness floods him as the slits open a little more, more of that delicious crimson seeping out.

"So impatient and for this? I'm disappointed," Phil chided as he gave the final strokes, urging his partner to orgasm through each step of the way.

Schlatt gave a drawn out moan, a high pitched call of Phils name as he climaxed. And the demigod kept up the simple motions across the entire span, red mixed with white into a sickly pink. He brought his hand, slathered in blood and cum past his wrist, to his mouth and licked. Forked tongue sliding between digits and Schlatt watched, tried too at least, he was a bit too lightheaded to fully focus.

"Phil," Schlatt keened, leaning heavily against Phils wing, he retracted it letting Schlatt slump back into the cushions. He absently reached for his mate, "Phil…"

"Yes darling?" Phil asked softly, littering Schlatts form with kisses.

Schlatt groaned, arching into the gentlest touch, "Was I good?"

Phil nodded, "Amazing, I haven't had a chance to make someone bleed in bed for years," He smudged the blood along the wounds.

"Do we have any potions?" Schlatt asked, he gave a weak chuckle, "I think I might die if I just stay like this."

"I already have plenty," Phil said as he opened his inventory and pulled out a potion, he popped the cork and brought the rim to Schlatts lips.

He eagerly drank the liquid, it didn't mend his flesh instantly, but it cleared the fog in his head. He gave a couple bleary blinks, "Phil."

"Yeah darling?" Phil asked gently as he sat down beside Schlatt.

"I love you," Schlatt said, "I know you just cut me open and gave me a handjob but I love you."

Phil gave a soft smile, he leaned down and nuzzled into Schlatt, "I love you too."

Schlatt hummed appreciatively, he motioned vaguely and Phil laid down beside him. He buried his head into the crook of Phils neck, "Can we have pancakes tomorrow."

"Of course dear," Phil said, running a hand through tangled brunette locks.

#dsmp #schlattza #jschlatt x philza #philza x jschlatt #smutfic #smut fanfiction #lemon #writing #fanfic #fanfiction

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sunshine-in-a-bottle · 2 years

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I need one of you to hold a gun to my head while I write but also tell me I'm doing a good job and enthusing with me while I write it I think that would fix me

#suds soapbox #i want to talk about it but i also want to do none of it #also i have thirty wips you wanna hear about em? great #Pearl and Dream experience shenanigans (angst) in one #in another Punz is having a panic attack (Techno fixes it)#and then theres the Philza and Dream meet and find the cure to death #and also rivalsduo chess match which was supposed to be done several months ago (its fine)#also what im pretty sure is going to be like 10 chapters of Dream being kidnapped by Sam (which is why Punz is panicking)#and also i still havent finished the goddamn prison smut or its sequel. but i somehow managed to to write its threequel. how. fucming how #ive somehow managed to write more smut these past couple weeks than anything and its not even the smut i SAID i was going to fucking write #what the FUCK #are people still reading these? tell me what you want me to write if you are #or dont. ill just go back to covering the dreblr server spawn in honey until i find a better way to grief Sifs house #I WILL GET YOU FOR THE EGGS SIF. I SWEAR IT.#so how do you guys feel about awesamdream

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samantha-rae-velcher · 8 months

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The Hunt

Jschlatt x Fem!YouTuber!reader

Requested by: absolutely nobody!

Warnings: Smut, Swearing, Schlatt being Schlatt.

A/n: 18+ NSFW! if you don't like the warnings please don't read! PLEASE KEEP MY COMMENT SECTION AGGRESSION FREE!

Summary: a harmless game of Minecraft prop hunt goes from being PG-13 to rated R once the cameras are out 👀 not much of a summary...but you get the idea

Tag: @goldenstarofthunderclan ❤️

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"Five...four...three...two...one!" Schlatt yelled, the funny mic distorting his voice.

Y/n and Tommy turned into mossy slabs, they book it for the nearest hiding spot once they see Schlatt's character appear from over the hill. Tubbo flew passed them as a parrot, while Wilbur and Philza slide into place as blocks of sand.

Y/n giggled when she heard Schlatt sniffing close by, "I can smell your perfume, Y/n. I know your around here somewhere."

She held her breath as he ran up and stood on top of her, looking around for any movement.

"Where are you, my love?" He whispered. "Daddy is coming for you."

Wilbur bursted out laughing, "That is genuinely fuckin creepy."

"Yeah?" Schlatt asked. "I bet it got Y/n blushing from head to toe, didn't it?"

"Mhm.." Y/n covered her face, trying not to show her viewers the effect her boyfriend had on her.

"Where are you though. You guys are actually really well hidden."

"You're standing on Y/n."

"Tommy!" She yelled. "Why would you tell him that!"

Y/n took off sliding across the map with Schlatt directly behind her, "Come here, sweetie pie. Daddy has a present for you, all you gotta do is stop running."

"AHHH!" Y/n yelled, racing up a flight of stairs and changing into a watermelon. She slowly made her way over to a patch of melons as camouflage, as Schlatt passed by her.

"Where did you go?"

Y/n giggled, watching his character look around clueless as to where she ran off to.

"I heard that cute little giggle." He growled, making Y/n rub her thighs together.

Tubbo attempted to fly next to Schlatt, but got shot with an arrow.

"How did you know it was me!?" He cried.

"I had a fuckin feeling! Only you would be stupid enough to fly that close to me!"

Y/n took this opportunity to slowly creep away and turn into an ocelot, fallowing Schlatt as he scoped out Philza and Wilbur.

"Come here you little bastard!" He yelled, chasing a block of sand.

"Wilbur." Y/n whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I'm the little kitty next to you, fallow me."

The two of them found Tommy and watch from the roof of a building as Schlatt stalked Philza. unbeknownst to them, Tubbo was coming up behind them.

"Run!" Tommy yelled, making the others freak out and scatter.

Wilbur got caught, Tommy hid as a block of leaves, and Y/n hid in a pond as a sea pickle.

"Okay." Schlatt said. "You guys go after Tommy. Y/n is mine."

His words sent a shiver down Y/n's spine, the thought of being hunted by him was kinda intimidating in a fun way. She hopped out of the pond and hid behind a tree, going into third person view to check where Schlatt was.

"I'm coming for you, Y/n." He whispered. "You can't hide from me."

She let out a moan into the mic, making Schlatt stop and stare at the tree she was behind. There was silence for a second, just the blank stare of his character making her feel uneasy.

"Just you wait till this game is over."

Y/n shrieked, flying out from behind the tree. He chased her passed the other guys, through the lake, and back to the starting point where he finally got her.

When the stream was finally over, Y/n went down stairs and grabbed a soda out of the fridge. She cracked it open, taking a swig and setting it on the counter. When she looked up, Schlatt was standing there leaning against the wall.

"What was that?"

"What was what?" She asked.

"That moan."

"Oh...that? It was nothing."

Schlatt shook his head, slowly walking over to her.

"That wasn't nothin, princess." He whispered, taking her hand and pressing it against his groin.

Y/n's heart raced at the realization of just how hard her moan had gotten him, she bit her lip and pressed her hand down harder.

Schlatt leaned in close, his lips grazing the shell of her ear, "Feel that? You feel what you do to me?"

"Mhm." She moaned, palming at him through his sweats.

Schlatt groaned, pushing her against the counter and trapping her there with his large form. He attacked her neck, trailing hot wet kisses over her skin.

His hand pressed between her legs, making her whimper, "Mmm, so sensitive." His words making her knees weak.

Schlatt quickly turned her around, dropping her lounge pants down to her ankles, a long with her panties, she stepped out of them and kicked them away. He pulled out his cock, bringing her hips back a bit and lining himself up.

"You want this, baby girl? Huh? You wanna feel Daddy's cock inside you?"

Y/n whined, making Schlatt smile and thrust into her. She gasped at his size, after all this time she's never gotten used to how big he is.

"There we go, precious." He groaned, taking a hold of her hips and rutting into her, "Fuck you're so tight, does Daddy not fuck you enough?"

Y/n whimpered, shaking her head.

"Aw, is my poor baby deprived? Do I need to use you more often?"

"Y-yes."

"Finally, she speaks." His voice was dark, and full of lust.

Schlatt pushed her head down against the counter, his thrusts getting harder and faster. Making Y/n cry out when he hit that special spot.

"Is that it?" He asked. "Is that where you want Daddy to fuck you? Is that where it feels good?"

"Mhm...p-please don't stop!"

"I'm not stopping. I'm not stopping till I make my girl cum."

His hand slid down between her thighs, rubbing tight circles against her clit. Her legs shook and her hips jerked back making him hit her G-spot hard. Y/n cried out once again as she felt her orgasm wash over her.

"Ahh! J- Im cumming!" Her knees gave out, she fell to the floor out of breath.

Schlatt chuckled, tucking himself away. He slowly brought her to her feet, wrapping his arms around her so she wouldn't fall again.

"Let's get you cleaned up, Princess."

THE END ❤️

I hope you enjoyed

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what if sorrybur smut pt2.... no.. unless 🥺🙏

-🐈

“What Am I Supposed To Do Now?” Pt. 2

Sorrybur x Female Reader

Warnings: Literally just a whiny Sorrybur getting his dick sucked in a car 🤭

My dear 🐈 anon, you are speaking my LANGUAGE! It took me a bit to think of a scenario that isn’t just a whiny, frustrated Sorrybur trying to focus on getting the video filmed, so I hope you (and my fellow Sorrybur simps) enjoy :)

Fic below cut!

“And, cut!” Charlie calls when they finally film the last scene, accepting the water bottle I toss at him. “Wilbur, I’ve never seen you eat so aggressively before.”

Wilbur just shrugs, packing up the remains of the baguette from one of the challenges. “I was hungry, what can I say?” He replies, wiping crumbs off his face. “Babe, you almost ready to go?”

Why’s he so eager to- oh.

“Don’t you have to help clean up a little?” I ask. “It won’t take long.”

With the most wounded expression he can manage, Wilbur turns back around, helping Philza take the set down.

“He’s certainly needy,” comments Charlie’s girlfriend, Grace. “Is he always like this?”

“Nope. But when he is, I always have something to do with it.”

Wilbur hops into the front seat of my car almost an hour later, back in his jeans and hoodie.

“You’ve never edged me this badly before,” he complains, draining the last of his water bottle. “There is nothing more awkward than trying to film with an aching cock.”

I laugh. “It’s only edging if I keep teasing you. That was just denial. Accidental, but still.”

He pouts. “Are you at least going to finish the job, or do I have to do it?”

Brushing my hand over the front of his jeans, he whines and presses against the whisper of stimulation. “You really think I would pass up the opportunity to get you off?” I retort, undoing his fly with one hand and pulling out his cock with the other.

Wilbur groans under his breath. “You better let me finish this time.”

“I don’t really think I have a choice in the matter,” I say, a smirk spreading across my face. Before he can respond, I lean my head down, wrapping my lips around his cock and slowly starting to bob my head. He sputters, grabbing a fistful of my hair and tugging to show just how good I’m making him feel.

“Oh, fucking hell, princess,” Wilbur whimpers, squirming around in the seat as he tries not to force himself all the way down my throat.

He presses his head back into the headrest just as I take him all, eyes watering as I relax my throat. “You know I’m not going to last long if you’ve got me this deep,” he whines out, eyes rolled back in his head.

In response, I bob my head faster and faster, Wilbur’s hand digging into my hair to guide me up and down. He’s shaking, sweaty, whining, and a total mess just from being nestled down my throat. I’m used to him being dominant, or, at least, equal to me, and having him a wreck under me is new. New, yes, but wonderful.

He finally breaks his control, grasping my hair at the nape of my neck and thrusting down my throat. One, two, three thrusts, and I feel him spill all in my mouth, the only things I can make out in his strings of moans and gasps are my name and “fucking hell”.

Coming up for air, I wipe the remnants of his climax off my lips before giving Wilbur a peck on the lips. His eyes are half-closed, face completely spaced-out.

“Mmph,” Wilbur groans, opening his eyes just enough to see me. “Jesus Christ, since when are you that good at sucking dick?”

“Since you practically used my throat as a fleshlight,” I retort, giggling at the shocked look on his face. “I’m going to be carrying you into the house when we get home, aren’t I?”

*When I was writing this, my brother’s girlfriend showed up with chocolate, flowers, and a massive stuffed dinosaur for him and asked who my Valentine was. I just started giggling.

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Nomination Overview - Horror

Buckle in today, we got a BIG category. Let's take a look at some of MCYTblr's favourite things to do with the cubitos- horror.

Title: Lucky number 925 (or the butcherbird's song) Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33355348/chapters/82839304 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Apocynaceae Relationships: Quackity/Jschlatt Characters: Quackity, Jschlatt, Awesamdude Length of the work: 58906 words Genre: Angst, AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Dark Fic, Drama, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Smut, Whump, Crossover via hunger games AU Type: Fic Summary: Quackity is a career without a story. The day he steps on stage, volunteering to take the space of a citizen of district 2 in the Games, is the day he sees Schlatt. The drunken, uncaring, and uncouth mentor of district 10. He needs a story to win. Quackity knows Schlatt will be his story. (Or the very unnecessary Hunger Games inspired AU.)

Title: The Pros And Cons Of Digging Your Own Grave Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53507566 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: antimony_medusa Relationships: Niki Nihachu & Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza Characters: Niki Nihachu, Ranboo, Technoblade, Philza Length of the work: 15,260 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Friendship, Horror, Superhero/Superpower AU Type: Fic Summary: Ranboo had tried to strike up a conversation with the person driving the City Defense car, really he had, but they’d responded with bland politeness, and he’d stumbled over his own words, and then he’d given up and stared out the window as they drove downtown. The buildings had steadily gotten taller and more ornate, and now they were crawling along between skyscrapers, him with his gym bag of personal items on the seat next to him and the symbol of his new job resting on his wrist, and the driver staring forward into the vehicle in front of them. They didn’t really blame the driver for not wanting to talk to them. People were always a bit weird about heroes—too aware of their sacrifices or too relieved by their service—and given the choice they would take silence over the person being overly positive about their future or worse—sorry for them. Ranboo slipped their fingertips under the power bracelet again, picking at it like a scab. OR: In a world where being a superhero turns you into a deadly monster, Ranboo is the newest hero recruit. They don't know what they're doing.

Title: Twisted Reflection Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41488152 Fandom: Empires SMP Author: Chalk_Planchette Relationships: None that it focuses on Characters: Lizzie Ldshadowlady Length of the work: 1512 words Genre: AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Magnus Archives AU Type: Fic Summary: [Lizzie] Statement of Lizzie Shadowlady regarding… (Pause) Regarding a monstrous reflection. Statement recorded live by head Archivist on September 7th 2021. Statement begins.

Title: Monolithic Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41547801/chapters/104206269 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: fluffy_papaya Relationships: hypnotizd & xbcrafted Characters: hypnotizd, xbcrafted Length of the work: 22,030 words Genre: Horror Type: Fic Summary: A half step is all is takes — one second Xb is in the shade of the market stalls, the next he’s slipping through dimensions, Hypno close behind him. Eyes are everywhere. Reality is hidden behind the void. And something quiet stalks their steps, something that cannot die. But hey — they’re Horse Head Farms! And surely, they can survive this.

Title: Goretober Prompt 2 - Trypophobia/Parasite - Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27753124 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: orphan_account Relationships: none tagged Characters: Grian, Ethoslab, ImpulseSV, Joe Hills, xBCrafted, Rendog Length of the work: 3,333 words Genre: Angst, Horror Type: Fic Summary: The Mycelium Resistance is alive and thriving with their new underground base. Everyone's been in high spirits over the friendly turf war; everyone except for Grian. Ever since messing with the block, he's been growing sicker and sicker, not to mention his growing fascination with mushrooms. When spores begin to sprout in his hair, he waves it off as nothing. Spending too much time around mushrooms can't be harmful, right? WARNING! THIS STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC DEPICTIONS OF BLOOD AND GORE. VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED, ESPECIALLY IF YOU HAVE TRYPOPHOBIA. **Note: This takes place days after Grian finished the hidden Mycelium Resistance base's interior design.**

Title: PDS 70b Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/38010847/chapters/94936891 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Hoorayy Relationships: Tommyinnit & Wilbur Soot Characters: Tommyinnit and Wilbur Soot. Length of the work: 7152 (incomplete fic) Genre: Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Cosmic Horror, Also it's hurt/comfort and hurt/no comfort Type: Fic Summary: The day the world ends, Wilbur Soot packs a suitcase and leaves. (or, it's the end of the world, and one man drives through the american southwest in search of life.)

Title: no bills in the mail Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48701626/chapters/122850703 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: oneirogen Relationships: Ashswag & Reddoons Characters: Ashswag, Reddoons, Bubblebrooke Length of the work: ~34k words Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Modern AU Type: Fic Summary: Go home, like he hasn’t been spending more time in Red's apartment than his own. Half his clothes are in Red's closet. There's a second toothbrush in the bathroom. Where else is he supposed to go?

Title: completely normal things happening in nevada Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3478825 Fandom: Lifesteal SMP Author: Anonymous Relationships: ItzSubz/Vitalasy Characters: ItzSubz, Vitalasy, PrinceZam Length of the work: 54,348 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Horror, Modern AU Type: Fic Series Summary: Cryptid/Horror/Mystery Alternate Universe centering around Prince Zam's disappearance told from multiple POVs

Title: Covet Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36814846/chapters/91843975 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Oceanbreeze7 Relationships: None tagged Characters: impulseSV. PearlescentMoon, GoodTimesWithScar, mumbo jumbo, EthosLab, Xisumavoid, Rendog, Grian, xBCrafted, FalseSymmetry, Solidarity, InTheLittleWood Length of the work: 102,734 words (incomplete fic) Genre: Drama, Horror Type: Fic Summary: If you notice anything, it leads you to notice more and more The humans talked, throwing bits and things into the passage they called Boatem Hole. The humans spoke to It, gentle and curious. They kept It company, called It a friend. It didn’t understand, but something beyond walls and walls of frosted glass and impermeable fog whispered pained and haunted behind It’s eyes with a voice that hurt to dwell on, don’t you remember this?

Title: sometime before the sun comes up (the earth is gonna crack) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48703030 Fandom: QSMP Author: Odaigahara Relationships: MissaSinfonia&Philza; Wilbur Soot&Philza; Chayanne&Tallulah&Philza Characters: Philza, Tallulah, Chayanne, Wilbur Soot, Missa Length of the work: 10,893 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Found Family, Post-Apocalyptic AU, I'd say there are Horror elements, but as the author did not tag it as such, I'm hesitant to commit to calling it straight-out horror Type: Fic Summary: Tallulah pulled a flute from her bag and put it to her lips, blew a fragile little note that hung in the air like spider silk. Phil stiffened, raising the rifle in preparation– if he could scare the first mermaid, Missa could run up and grab them both– and a dark shape came up from the ocean, seawater rushing off its leathery wings. Bright yellow eyes, white bone shielding its face like an external skull and a head as large as an elephant’s. Missa sucked in a breath, fumbled for his weapon. Phil centered the dragon in the crosshairs, finger on the trigger, and Tallulah reached up to wrap her arms around the monster’s muzzle, leaning halfway over the water. Phil swore. He braced himself for violence, the deceptively quick change from living child into gutted mess, but it never came. Tallulah pulled back and said, Spanish blurring to familiar syllables, “Bobby, this is Chayanne. I told you he’s real.”

Title: Phasmobros AU Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3811324 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Gladumf Relationships: Grian & impulseSV & GoodTimesWithScar & Skizzleman, Grian & GeminiTay, Grian & impulseSV, impulseSV & TangoTek, Grian & TangoTek, GeminiTay & TangoTek, No Romantic Relationship(s) Characters: Grian, Impulse, Scar, Gem, Skizz, Tango Length of the work: 31,480 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Horror, Phasmophobia AU Type: Fic series Summary: A radio transcript of the GIG(G)S team on various ghost hunts for their employer, and a fully written version of one of the worse hunts.

Title: How to Survive Suburbia Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2675548 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: hallmarked_error Relationships: Ranboo & Tubbo Characters: Tubbo, Ranboo Length of the work: 6,902 Genre: AU, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Horror, Urban Fantasy/Werewolf/Vampire AU Type: Fic series Summary: Series: An urban fantasy au partially inspired by HGK477, composed of a series of interconnected one-shots set somewhere in suburbia. Fics take place in the same universe but can be read as stand-alone works. How To Befriend The Monster Underneath Your Bed: Befriending the monster under your bed has always been a risky affair. Tubbo knows this, and knows you either do it right or you die. This is how he attempts to increase his chances of friendship Christmas Eve: Tubbo is thirteen-and-two days old and he is alone on Christmas Eve. He does what any other kid would in his situation - visit a graveyard.

Title: From The Archives Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2888871 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sixteenthdays Relationships: gen Characters: Grian, Hermitcraft Ensemble Length of the work: 129k Genre: AU, Horror, Modern AU Type: Fic Series Summary: A collection of statements from the archives of the Void Institute. (Magnus Archives Au) collection of short horror stories surrounding Hermits and related minecrafters

Title: There's a Reason These Feathers are Barbed Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/30824555/chapters/76095047 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: EmJay_Panziku Relationships: Phil Watson & Technoblade, TommyInnit & Technoblade & Phil Watson, Fundy & Wilbur Soot, Wilbur Soot & Jshlatt. Tubbo & Wilbur Soot, Tubbo & TommyInnit, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Technoblade & TommyInnit Characters: Technoblade, Philza, Tubbo, Wilbur Length of the work: 24,397 words (unfinished fic) Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Friendship, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic AU Type: Fic Summary: At what point when you twist a human's body do they stop being human? At what point does their mind come along for the ride? At what point do they themselves cease to recognize themselves as anything but the monster the mirror reflects, and thus cease to exist as anything but that monster? Would it be possible for that monster to remember, to become human again, if they only had a friend?

Title: the things that never happened Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36918175/chapters/92105722 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: artistformerlyknownas Relationships: Karl Jacobs/Sapnap/Quackity Characters: Karl Jacobs, Sapnap, Quackity Length of the work: 26,703 words Genre: AU, Horror, Modern AU, Time Travel Type: Fic Summary: "When I was younger, I could remember anything, whether it had happened or not... but soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened." - Mark Twain // or, a crewboys teen drama horror movie featuring karlnapity and vaguely spooky vibes

Title: Frankenstein Cletho AU Art Link: here Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: cerealdog Relationships: Cleo/Etho, Cleo & Etho, Cleo/Bdubs, Cleo & Bdubs, Joel Smallishbeans & Etho Characters: Cleo, Etho, Bdubs, Joel Smallishbeans, Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Drama, Horror, Romance Type: Art Summary: Full-color art of Frankenstein's Monster!Cleo and Frankenstein!Etho in his lab, as well as three primarily black and white lineart pieces of other scenes from the book reinterpreted with Joel, Bdubs, Etho, and Cleo.

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Title: City of Stars Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Paprikup Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Karl/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt Genre: Angst, Canon-Compliant, Character Study, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Romance Type: Animation Summary: A short animation about the times when Quackity's heart was shattered, the violence of loneliness, and the person (the monster) he's become in the ruins of lost love.

Title: the doves are dead Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3482953 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: emotionsenaationwheel and ollie_oxen_free Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Wilbur/Schlatt, Wilbur/Quackity also some Sapnap/Quackity and Karl/Quackity Characters: Schlatt Wilbur Quackity Length of the work: 32,509 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort, Modern AU, Smut, Whump, Psychological horror, torture, New French Extremity vibes Type: Fic Series Summary: A series in which Schlatt has the power to control people's minds, and Quackity and Wilbur are his unfortunate victims.

Title: racehorse: get married! Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2575438 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: small_lizard Relationships: Quackity/JSchlatt, Karlnapity, Wilbur/Quackity, Quackity & George Characters: Quackity, Sapnap, Karl, Schlatt, George, Wilbur, Dream Length of the work: 38,564 words (incomplete series) Genre: Angst, Canon-Divergent, Character Study, Domestic/Slice-of-life, Drama, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Hurt-no-comfort Type: Fic Series Summary: A collection of Quackity-adjacent relationship studies that all take place in the canon dsmp universe. Geniunely beautiful works exploring and dissecting several of Quackity's major interpersonal relationships from DSMP canon, including with Schlatt, Wilbur, Tubbo, Karl, Sapnap. Olivet Discourse is the most devastating imo but when reading even a single piece of this series the wider context is always lurking in the back of your mind; no matter how many quiet moments Quackity wins the reader has the knowledge of what's to come and it makes this series haunting.

Title: ouroboros Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/42094335/chapters/105682362 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: swordfright Relationships: Dream & Awesamdude, Quackity & Dream & Awesamdude, Quackity & Awesamdude Characters: Awesamdude, Dream (Primarily), Quackity, Ponk, Technoblade (Secondarily) Length of the work: 98,193 words Genre: Canon-Divergent, Horror Type: Fic Summary: ABJECT (/ˈab-jekt/) - Adjective (noun form: the abject) Definitions: 1. The often disturbed reaction to a threatened breakdown in meaning caused by the loss of the distinction between the self and the other. 2. A place of immemorial violence that defies symbolic order. 3. The product of repression that precedes the establishment of the individual's relation to its objects of desire (id) and of representation (ego.) 4. A place where meaning collapses. ___________________ The prison they built together comes alive in a dangerously literal way. Pandora’s Vault breathes and hungers. Canon-compliant through nearly all of the imprisonment arc, branches off into canon divergence between Techno’s visit/escape and the jailbreak stream.

Title: Vanishes soon after bedtime for good Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/26702875 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: 00FFFF Relationships: Grian&mumbojumbo Characters: Grian, Mumbojumbo Length of the work: 4,326 words Genre: Angst, Canon-Divergent, Dark Fic, Horror Type: Fic Summary: Grian has been bitten by a phantom. Normally, this wouldn’t be a problem in the slightest; just pop a health potion and you’re on your merry way. But the bite of this phantom caused a rather nasty infection, its venom coursing through Grian’s veins. It changed him, ever so slowly...

Title: shrimp colors Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41515473 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Hoorayy Relationships: Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap Characters: Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Sapnap Length of the work: 1538 words Genre: Horror, Modern AU, Cosmic horror Type: Fic Summary: “It’s kind of a long story.” Sapnap drawls, “I’d say I have time, but apparently the apocalypse is looming over us.” -- (the host of a cosmic horror, the harbinger of the apocalypse, and a guy who's failing chemistry walk into a diner. they talk about shrimp colors.)

Title: Last of Us + Tntduo Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: ashthefrogprin Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Romance, Slow Burn Type: Art Summary: A series of images depicting quackbur in a The Last of Us AU, followed by a brief summary of a few scenes the artist was imagining. Wilbur has a shotgun; Quackity has an axe. They're both traveling across the country together trying to find a safe harbor with other survivors-- and, as it turns out, being in close quarters with someone during life-threatening situations means the two of you tend to bond. Odd thing, that.

Title: not applicable Link: here Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: qhideduo Relationships: Grian & Scar Characters: Grian, Scar Length of the work: not applicable Genre: Angst, AU, Crossover, Horror Type: Art Summary: In which Scar is an avatar of the End and Grian is an Avatar of the Slaughter. (Grian has trouble finding people to kill to feed his patron. Scar suggests that Grian kill him since he'll come back anyways. Grian has concerns and hesitates, but does it with Scar's assurances.)

Title: Lifeline AU Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3156309 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: SlashMagpie Relationships: Impulse & Tango, Impulse & Pearl, Bdubs & Etho, False & Stress, Impulse & Skizz, Pearl & Tango Characters: Impulse, Tango, Pearl, Etho, Bdubs, False, Cleo, Skizz, Ren Length of the work: 299,349 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Fantasy AU, Horror, Modern AU, Time Travel, Space AU Type: Fic Series Summary: A science fantasy AU about a species of body-snatching aliens attempting to take over the Earth and the ragtag bunch of misfits trying to stop them. Based on the Lifeline series of mobile games.

Title: Choke Down My Poison (I’m Breathing You In) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48146797/chapters/121412023 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: MawoftheMagnetar Relationships: None tagged Characters: ZombieCleo, Zedaph, TangoTek, Docm77 Length of the work: 9,461 words Genre: Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Horror, Apocalypse Type: Fic Summary: That's not water dripping from the stalactites. That's not moss under your feet. That's not condensation on your faceplate. That's not something you should be thinking about. Your friends are waiting at the bottom, silly! OR: Zed and Cleo need to find Tango. Before it's too late.

Title: Eclosion Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51105736 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Sixteenthdays Relationships: None tagged Characters: Ethoslab, Goodtimeswithscar, Cubfan135 Length of the work: 1,132 words Genre: Horror Type: Fic Summary: Etho holds his breath, keeps absolutely still. A creeper wanders past him, brushing the high grass aside. He catches a glimpse, through the underbrush, of a glint of blue.

Title: Red Red Red Red Red Red! Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/53143222 Fandom: peniSMP, but specifically peniSMP x2 Author: RottingHead Relationships: - Penisisunavailable/Shittyfartbaby69 - Penisisunavailable & Various peniSMP characters - Admiral Anus & Various characters Characters: Penisisunavailable and Admiral Anus. Length of the work: 1,078 words Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Dark Fic, Horror, Hurt-no-comfort Type: Fic Summary: The peniSMP x 2 spawn island is alive and is an eldritch horror. Bad times ensue.

Title: Interlude From Another Reality: Taxidermy Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40264314/chapters/100852947 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: sixteenthdays Relationships: No ships Characters: Joe Hills, Grian, Goodtimeswithscar Length of the work: 3,921 words Genre: AU, Canon-Divergent, Crossover, Horror Type: Fic Summary: [GRIAN] Are you the manager? Because when I asked the person at the front to direct me to a manager they told me to come here. I have a complaint. [JOE] Well, I can understand that. (A couple non-canon bonus scenes to my From the Archives series, in a timeline where everything is a little bit upside down.)

Title: Scarecrow AU (When The Sunlight Dies) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2556517 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: personalized_radio, bramble_patch (Marianne_Dashwood) Relationships: Dream/GeorgeNotFound, Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Quackity/Jschlatt Characters: Karl Jacobs, Dream, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Quackity, Jschlatt, Wilbur Soot, DreamXD Length of the work: 511,877 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Dark Fic, Drama, Family, Fantasy AU, Friendship, Found Family, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Kidfic, Romance, Royalty AU Type: Fic Series Summary: It's been three months since the coup. Three months since Sapnap, a knight, and George, his prince, have been chased out of their home. Three months of being on the run, trying to find a safe way out of Kinoko without being caught by the president's mercenaries or an opportunistic bounty hunter. It's hard, but it would be a lot easier if he didn't have to worry about George's sudden taste for wandering. Or the two guides that have worked their way into his group, promising them a safer way out of the kingdom. And it would be a whole lot easier if Sapnap wasn't flying solo, doing a job made for two. And then there's the Godling to worry about. Yeah. That's a whole thing. (Summary is for "When The Sunlight Dies", the first story in the series)

Title: greener grasses Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31163336/chapters/79676620 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Apocynaceae Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity&Karl, Quackity/Eret Characters: Quackity, Schlatt, Karl Jacobs, BadBoyHalo, Awesamdude, Ponk, Tommyinnit Length of the work: 569,475 words (unfinished fic) Genre: AU, Crossover, Drama, Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Slow Burn, Time Travel, College AU Type: Fic Summary: Twenty-two years after the Survival Multiplayer event, Quackity has dreams of attending a law program in a walled city out West. Desperate to pay for expenses during his next semester at ManbergU, he accepts a TA position with his former professor. It's Quackity's last chance to get out of Manberg. It's his worst mistake. Features ghosts, time travel, possession, alternate universes, nonconsensual drug use, academic misconduct like you would not believe, an apocalypse, and midterm drama.

Title: you don’t know how you got here (you just know you want out) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48603814 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Marrow_and_Bone Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Quackity/Sapnap/Karl Jacobs Characters: Quackity, Schlatt, Wilbur Soot, Ranboo, Tubbo, Dream, Sapnap Length of the work: 15,910 words Genre: Angst, AU, Character Study, Drama, Horror, Romance Type: Fic Summary: Like every other severed employee of DSMP Inc, Alex exists as two different people, who share the same body but know nothing about each other. Every morning when he goes to work, Alex becomes Quackity, and until now he’s been content to leave his other life a mystery. But then late one night in a diner parking lot, Alex is confronted by a strange older man with mutton chop sideburns and alcohol on his breath, whom Alex can’t remember having met before but who clearly recognizes him, who calls him “Quackity” and tells him they’ve been lied to. And less than five minutes later, that man is lying dead on the ground.

Title: this is about a stuffed bird Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36163102/chapters/90146260 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Mumbo Jumbo & Evil Xisuma Characters: Mumbo Jumbo, Evil Xisuma Length of the work: 78,043 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Character Study, Friendship, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Type: Fic Summary: In which Mumbo crosses several towns, learns some creative methods of self-defense, fights some monsters, sees things no human is meant to have seen, befriends a stranger, steals multiple cars, has inconvenient moral scruples, grows increasingly terrified of his own culpability in the apocalypse, grows a spine, blows up at least one building, accidentally prevents a murder, and attempts to find his best friend in the futile but ever-burning hope the man’s still alive. He has to say, he’s so exhausted and terrified that he thinks he might just be mad? (OR: the one where, after most of humanity turns into a series of terrifying monsters, Mumbo decides he’s going to risk his life on an apocalypse road trip to try to find out if Grian is alive. Things, as you might imagine, devolve from there.)

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