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soothinglee · 9 months

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my favorites: ಇ

dreamsmp

dream:

↳how they hype you up (dteam) (hc)

↳ holding their face reactions (dteam)(hc)

↳nicknames they call you (dteam)(hc)

↳it looks like i'm best

↳little things you do (dteam)(hc)

↳in sickness and in help

↳reacting to you being sick(crewboys) (hc)

↳asthmatic sibling (hc + text) ಇ

↳ where are you ಇ

sapnap:

↳how they hype you up (dteam)(hc)

↳holding their face reactions (dteam)(hc)

↳nicknames they call you (dteam)(hc)

↳little things you do (dteam)(hc)

↳patch me up ಇ

↳reacting to you being sick (crewboys)(hc)

↳pickup lines

george:

↳how they hype you up (dteam)(hc)

↳holding their face reactions (dteam)(hc)

↳nicknames they call you (dteam)(hc)

↳little things you do (dteam)(hc)

↳reacting to you being sick(crewboys)(hc)

tommy:

↳series!: "please don't go." one - two - three

↳wolf hybrid reader (sbi) - two

↳eyeliner

↳skilled protecter(hc)

↳you're weak, who can i help(hc)

ranboo:

↳series!: "goodbye."

one - two - three - four -

five - six - seven - eight

nine

↳revenge - two

↳midnight skies

↳you're weak, who can i help(hc)

tubbo:

↳series!: "goodbye."

one - two - three - four -

five - six - seven - eight

nine

↳gifts

↳you're weak, who can i help(hc)

wilbur:

↳wolf hybrid reader (sbi) - two(hc)

awesamdude:

↳just go

↳charged creeper

↳momma and dada

fundy:

↳protection and love(hc + text)

michael (the pig):

↳thunderstorms

↳watering and learning

quackity:

↳series!: "the peguin and the duck." one - two - three

↳reacting to you being sick(crewboys)(hc)

slimecicle:

↳why won't it stop

spiderman

peter parker:

↳save me (tom)

↳science homework help (andrew)

↳left in the dark

euphoria

elliot:

↳ensename

↳ser mia

rue:

↳i'm tired

celebrities

timothee chalamet:

↳like will smith

stranger things

steve harrington:

↳series!: "cursed." one - two ಇ

eddie munson:

↳peace

↳i only have eyes

↳wounds

the last of us

joe miller:

↳stab wounds and a somewhat grateful patient ಇ

scream 6

ethan landry:

↳what it's like dating ethan (hc + text) ಇ

heartstopper

tao xu:

↳slow train | two ಇ

↳intoxicated romance in parisಇ

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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—amsterdam

SUMMARY | agreeing to come along with the group to amsterdam to participate in not one, but two tom simons videos, can get a little crazy

PAIRING | cc!tommyinnit x reader

REQUESTED | no

WORD COUNT | 1.1k+

AUTHORS NOTES | the tom simons channel is probably my favorite vlog channel ever

📹 Masterlist 📹 Navigation 📹 Rules 📹

This was the third time Charlie had destroyed your lego creation, and you were this close to locking him out of the room.

"I swear to god you fucker—" Another blocky build crumbled to peices as the brunette slapped his hand down on your own pair, laughing good naturedly all the while.

"Phiiiiil!" You turned your torso halfway to whine at the other man in the generic hotel room, who was looking at his phone blandly while resting on the foot of a bed opposite you. "Tell Charlie to stop being an asshole before I bite him!"

"Stop being an asshole to them Charlie before they bite you. And they will, it's not just a threat mate." The middle aged man echoed back without so much as looking up from his phone.

"Wow. Gee thanks Phil. Glad to know my pain and suffering is less important than your phon—Charlie I swear to fucking god!! One more time, and I mean it, one more time and I'm going to sic Tubbo on you in the video tomorrow!" You had since stopped looking at Phil, now scooping as many stray legos as you could close to your chest while Charlie attempted to steal them away from you.

"I paid for these with my own twitch prime! Back! Back, I say."

"Noooo." Charlie made a sound that reminded you of a gremlin, wiggling his fingers comically while trying to take more out of your pile. "The lego goblin must have his legos!!! Otherwise he may become, the tickle monster!"

"Oh no he fucking wont." You deadpanned at Charlie. He just smiled back at you innocently before wiggling his fingers once more and lunging for you, nearly knocking you both into Phil on the other bed with the effort of it.

"Take that, you hoarder!" He laughed, glasses knocked askew as his hands viciously attacked your sides with pokes and jabs as you screamed.

"Jesus fucking christ you two!!" Phil was looking at the both of you on the floor, clutching his phone to his chest in surprise while laughing.

"Phil! Help me! I'm dying! Tell my wife that—that I love her." You choked out a surprisingly loud and shocking gasp before going limp, your tounge dramatically lolling out of your mouth the way a cartoon character's might.

It was a lot harder than you thought it would be to hold in your laughter as you watched Charlie fall to his knees somberly, listening as he wailed on about how he had 'killed' you. It was even harder when you got a glimpse of Phil sitting above you, stuffing his fist in his mouth to try not to laugh at the two of you.

"—ow will I ever redeem myself!? I'll be tried in court, given years of prison time! I'll never make it in there! I'm too soft, too—oh hey Tommy."

You immediately scrambled to get to your feet alongside Charlie at that revelation, the both of you adjusting your disheviled appearances the best you could all while Phil cackled.

"Hey Toms." You smiled crookedly, trying to look nonchalaunt as possible while looking at the confused face of the boy currently peaking his head into your hotel room. Light from the hallway was now peaking into the room, washing over the few shadows left from spare luggage and souvenir bags people had left lying on the floor.

"What the fuck are you guys doing in here?" He furrowed his brows, laughing lightly at how put of breath everyone was. "We can hear you all the way across the wall. Wil sent me over here to get you to shut up. Managment was looking pretty upset when I was making my way over here too. Might be because I stole some candy from the reception desk earlier too though." He muttered the last bit quieter, covering it up poorly with a cough before looking back at you.

"Oh. Uh, sorry about that. Well, I died for a little bit, I think?" You scratched the back of your neck. Charlie nodded vigorously. A bit too vigorously to be discussing the topic of your supposed death if you were being honest.

"Yes. And from natural causes. Definitely not murder of any sorts! No, not at all! An all natural one. All natural death that is."

Tommy just tilted his head in Phil's direction, clearly not believing either of your very convincing tales.

"They were having a tickle fight over the legos you lot bought earlier." He ignored you and Charlie's whines to shut up as he talked to Tommy, who by now was laughing.

"A tickle fight?" He stepped forward and closed the door behind him, blue eyes shining with mischief as he grinned. "Without me? For shame you bastards."

"No. Tommy dont you dare, I know what you're thinking, mate. No no no I'm not about to let all of you just—and there you go. For christ's sake, Wil's going to kill me."

Phil backed away further on the bed, just nearly being missed as Tommy jumped onto Charlie and sent him sprawling, the two of them rolling around in a blur of colors in the hotel room while each tried to overpower the other.

You yourself were practically kneeling over with laughter, pumping a fist in the air while rooting for Tommy, only stopping at one point to pick up Charlie's glasses off the ground so they wouldn't get crushed in all the chaos.

It didn't last long, really, before Charlie let out a guttural cry and replicated what you had done earlier, falling limp as if he was now nothing but a corpse on a battlefield.

"And the winner is Tommathy Innit!!" You hollered cheerfully despite the groans of Phil to shut up, beaming at Tommy as he stood triumphantly, Charlie laying on the ground below spread out like a starfish. A very sweaty, very exhausted starfish. You imagined that you didn't look much different from him at the time though.

"Thank you, thank you! Really!" Tommy was now parading around the small confines of the room with his nose in the air. Doing what sounded like a very bad impression of a snooty car salesman as he went. "I'd like to thank my many wives, including Philza Minecraft's, and—oof!"

Everyone laughed as they watched Tommy shakily raise a fist from where he was now lying face first on the carpet, shooting a thumbs up to let you all know that he was okay from his sudden trip over a luggage bag.

"Graceful mate. Real graceful. Watch out for the suitcases next time though, Tommy."

"Fuck you lot." Was all he said before dissolving into laughter, most everyone following suit.

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faye-writes-stuff · 10 months

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incorrect quo-

im doing it again because ✨writers block✨

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sapnap: Relationships should be 50/50. y/n cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter looking pretty.

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y/n: Wait, you like me?? For my personality??? sapnap: I know, I was surprised too.

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sapnap: Talk dirty to me, baby~ y/n: The dishes. sapnap: Wh- y/n: They’ve been there for 4 days and it’s your turn to wash them. You still haven’t cleaned them and I have asked you to do so several times.

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dream: We both look very handsome tonight. y/n: You know, if you'd just said that I looked handsome, I would have said, "So do you." dream: I couldn't take that chance

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dream: You know my motto: carpe diem, carpe noctem, carpe coles. y/n: Seize the day, seize the night, what’s the last one? dream: Seize the dick.

y/n: you can just say your thinking about george.

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*y/n and dream are in Paris.* y/n: I'm...moved. I...I don't know what it is I'm feeling right now. I feel...destiny? dream: But... y/n: I don't know what it is. I feel like... I just never thought I'd see it with my own two eyes. And here it is. It's just there. It's right in front of me, and... dream: This is what you wanted to see? The bridge from Inception? y/n: Yeah. dream: But the Eiffel Tower is behind us, babe. y/n: Yeah, but this is the bridge FROM INCEPTION. dream: Okay, alright.

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charlie: I don't need to go to bed. I'm not tired, I'll be fine. y/n: But, darling, I'll be so lonely without you. Come curl up in my arms so I can feel whole again. charlie: Are you trying to seduce me into healthy sleeping patterns?? y/n: Is it working?

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y/n: Can I have 2 straws with that milkshake? charlie: Aww- y/n: With 2 straws, I can drink it double as fast!

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c!y/n: Alright, listen up, you little shits. c!y/n at c!charlie: Not you, charlie. You’re an angel and we’re thrilled to have you here.

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y/n: *Screams* ranboo: *Screams louder to establish dominance* tubbo: Should we do something? tommy: No, I want to see who wins.

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y/n: Self care is actually getting into fights with randoms in dark alleys. ranboo: No, self care is stuff like taking a bubble bath, or putting on a lot of makeup if you like it, or taking a nice warm nap! tubbo: Self care is the burning heat when rage washes over you!! Self care is when you feel the bones crack under your powerful fists!! Self care is the fear in your enemies’ eyes!!! tommy: Lmao self care is taking your birthday cake just so I can eat the frosting. y/n: If you touch my birthday cake I’ll make you eat your hands.

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y/n: *Gently taps table* ranboo: *Taps back* tubbo: What are they doing? tommy: Morse code. y/n: *Aggressively taps table* ranboo: *Slams hands down* YOU TAKE THAT BACK-

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y/n: Can I be frank with you guys? ranboo: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help. tubbo: Can I still be tubbo? tommy: Shh, let Frank speak.

y/n: i hate it here

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y/n: This is bothering me. george: Well, you are digging up a corpse. y/n: No, not that. That's, uh, pretty par for the course, actually.

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george: Treat spiders the way you want to be treated. y/n: Killed without hesitation. george: No.

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y/n: You love me, right, george? george: Normally, I’d say yes without hesitation, but I feel like this is going somewhere and I don’t like it.

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bro lmk if i should like make a taglist or smth idkkk 😭😭😭😭

or if there's any character you would like to see extras for :D

#charlie slimecicle x reader #dsmp x reader #sapnap x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #platonic tommy x reader #platonic ranboo x reader #platonic tubbo x reader #georgenotfound x y/n #georgenotfound x reader #dream x reader

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character-dsmp-things · 9 months

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Could you write a how c!dsmp react to sick reader? I've had a bad cold for a few days now, and I could really use dome cheering up!

If you don't want to or can't, I completely understand.

Please take care of your self, so you don't end up sick like me!

Of course!!

How C!Dsmp members react to you being sick!

(Platonic)

I’m very mad at tumblr for deleting my work so these will be pretty short and to the point

✰ Antfrost

He’d stare at you for a while. Before making sure you got the rest you needed

✰ Awesamdude

He’d throw you into the prison guard room till you got better.

✰BadBoyHalo

Very worried, very sweet making sure you were getting better

✰ Captain Puffy

Mom vibes, “need anything kiddo.”

✰ Dream

Could care less, “you know it’s not fun when you’re sick so get better.”

✰ Eret

Such a sweetheart, would bring you into a guest room to have someone come in and take care of you

✰ Foolish

Likely calls someone else to help you out, being as he’s very ‘busy’

✰ Fundy

He’d try to help and end up sick probably worse off than you.

✰ Georgenotfound

He’s either the reason your sick or tells you just to sleep it off.

✰ Jschlatt

“Just don’t get me sick alright?” Is definitely an ass about it.

✰ Jack Manifold

Has no idea how to help you at all.

He’s giving 👁👄👁

✰ Karl

Makes you oatmeal cookies, to make breakfast easier to pass to you. Expect constant tea refills.

✰ Niki

An Angel, keeps a soft music playing to soothe your headaches and probably makes bread for you.

✰ Ph1lza

Dad vibes, this man has everything prepared.

“Tommy used to be sick all the time I’m used to this.”

✰ Quackity

“Hey now you’re not working the casino in these conditions.”

Takes you up into one of the many spare rooms and has slimecicle bring you food water and checks your temperature till you feel better. He’s busy but will make time for you.

✰ Ranboo

I HC enderman can’t catch human virus’s. He’d be eager to help seeing that he can’t catch it. He’d bring you mushroom soup.

✰ Sapnap

Probably got you sick, “eww you’re gross” makes someone else look after you and acts like it never happened.

✰ Skeppy

Has no idea, would try for a while before inevitably calling Bad to come help.

✰ Slimecicle

Absolutely fascinated, constantly watching over. But he would fetch whatever you asked for. Like a dog he’s just watching.

“Human illness is neat.”

✰Technoblade

“Don’t worry about training your body is doing enough fighting right now.” Words of encouragement to you.

“Beat the cold Y/N”

Constantly feeding you baked potatoes.

✰ Tommyinnit

Either why do got sick or the most unhelpful person.

Oh your sick means I’ll talk to you “keeping you company”

✰ Tubbo

He has a child he gets how hard it is on your body, would keep a cold towel around tea and honey would be his staple.

✰ Wilbur

Tries really hard to help you feel better but really just makes it worse then calls either Phil or Quackity depending on his mood. So

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elliot-needs-sleep · 2 years

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no thoughts head empty just, storyteller reader. they’re a bit of an odd character, always going around the server and asking about everyone’s day and wanting to learn all the minor details of what they did and writing it all down, which makes people very suspicious of reader when all they want to do is learn about different types of people to write stories. obviously doesn’t help since they haven’t told anyone of their secret passion.

so one day a group of people decide to follow reader throughout the day (they’re suspicious reader is spying for dream or something (i’m thinking maybe the group is the las nevadas crew but it’s your choice) (if it’s the las nevadas crew please add my boy slimecicle i miss him :( )) only to find reader walking around the server and handing out some stories they wrote. the group just sees reader going up to tubbo’s mansion in snowchester to give him stories to read to micheal, going to the arctic to give technoblade some revamped greek myths and stories of epic war heroes inspired by him, writing stories to comfort tommy (i imagine his guilty pleasure is children’s books because he never got to experience childhood and likes to babysit micheal so he can read children’s stories without being judged), etc etc.

my guilty pleasure do be characters being sus of reader and getting proved wrong huh-

yours truly,

gremlin anon

Storyteller

Characters: Quackity, Slimecicle, Fundy, Tommyinnit, Tubbo, Technoblade

Fic Type: longer form

Fandom: DSMP

“Are you really sure this is a good idea?” Fundy asked as he followed Charlie and Quackity out of the casino. Purpled and Sam had both said they wanted no part in this, so it was just the three of them. Charlie shrugged, looking towards Quackity.

“No. But they’re acting weird, don’t you think? They walk around asking people a bunch of random information about their days and then they write it down? That’s some sort of sketchy.” Quackity shook his head, continuing down towards the community house. Why there were heading there, no one knew, but you always tended to be around their, one way or another.

Eventually, the crew did see the person they were trying to find, and Quackity almost punched Charlie hard enough to send him back into the ground because he couldn’t shut up. You seemingly didn’t notice as you walked in the direction of Snowchester.

They followed you through the nether highway and hid once you stepped out outside of the mansion. Tubbo was waiting, holding Micheal in his arms.

Quackity was half hidden behind a tree, Fundy and Charlie down in a small valley behind him. He didn't seem to realize that they weren't paying attention to what was going on in front of them.

"Hello, Tubbo! And hello to you too, Micheal!" You smiled and waved as Tubbo put his son down, who then proceeded to run at you and attach himself to your leg. Tubbo shook his head, but his smile indicated that this was a normal thing.

"Here, I had a lot of fun writing these! Some of them are based off of what Tommy's told me about the rest of the server, and Ghostbur's antics from.... Before. I think he'll enjoy them!" He takes the leather bound book from your hands as his son detaches himself from your shin.

"Thank you. We'll see you later, c'mon Micheal." Tubbo leads his son away as you wave goodbye, and hop back into the nether portal.

"That... Was weird. What did they give him?" Quackity looks towards Fundy and Charlie, who were currently finishing off decorating a snow golem.

"Were you two not paying attention at all?" He asks, incredulously, and they both shrug, following you through the back of the nether portal.

"Ughhhhh, you two are the WORST spies ever to be on this server. Even Tommy was better than you guys!" Charlie just sticks his tongue out at Quackity. Little did they know, you were absolutely aware of them following you. They weren't exactly quiet, after all.

Quackity and Charlie bickered the entire way as they followed you in the direction of Techno's base. Fundy was the only one focused enough to wonder why you were heading towards the blood god?

"Guys... we're right near Techno's base. Maybe we shouldn't follow them through?" Fundy stood furthest from the glowing purple portal, the only real light near them. Quackity shook his head, stepping within the frame with Charlie.

"We need to find out what they're up to! C'mon, Fundy, hurry up!" And with that, the portal warped as Charlie and Quackity vanished. Fundy sighed, stepping within the frame as well.

"Is Tommy here, too?" You asked Techno as he stood in the snow in front of you. The Las Nevadas crew couldn't understand how you weren't even slightly intimidated by the piglin hybrid in front of you. You seemed perfectly at home, despite his history on the server.

"Yes, he made his house in my basement, remember?" As if the blond was summoned by sheer will, Tommy was at the door and smiling at you.

"Tommy! Here you go, it took a tiny bit, but I got a lot of inspiration from Niki and her house! There's one that's a tad bit personal to you, but the rest should be okay to read to Micheal, so you shouldn't need to worry!" You beamed at him, and he took the book with a smile, waving goodbye as he yelled his thanks, running back into the small house.

"And for you, Techno, a few reimagined pieces from Greek mythology, and some original ones too! I hope you like them, I've gotta head back though, I need inspiration somehow!" You waved goodbye to the blood god, and the Las Nevadas crew hurried back into the portal before being spotted.

"I knew you three were following me!" Your arms were crossed as you stepped out of the portal behind them, and Quackity turned to glare at you.

"We thought you were doing something wrong-" He started, and Charlie interrupted, peaking around Quackity to look at you.

"What were you doing, by the way?" You tilted your head slightly. They didn't know about your hobby?

"I'm a writer? I thought everyone here knew that. I get inspiration from other people, and a few even have me write a few stories for them regularly, like Tubbo." You explain, walking past them down towards the portal at Las Nevadas, figuring you might as well make sure they stop following you around.

"Oh... is that really what you do?" Quackity ran up beside you, with Fundy and Charlie tailing behind. You rolled your eyes at him, nodding slowly.

"Why would I even lie about it? It's common knowledge. Ask Techno, or Tommy, or Tubbo, or Sam and Purpled for that matter. they've known for awhile now, actually."

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"You knew and still let us follow them?!?!" Quackity yelled from across the casino, and he could hear Purpled laugh from somewhere as he hunted down Sam.

"I thought it would be easier to just let you find out yourself." Sam shrugged, completely ignoring the angry Quackity in front of him. "I mean, you were going to make a fool of yourself either way."

"YOU-"

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algea · 2 years

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Sandwiches for Chucklers

Prompt: You met schlatt through an interview on chuckle sammy, but you didn't realize you lived next to him.

platonic!Chuckle Sammy x Fem!Reader

In remembrance of Charlie :( I cried when the episode came out.

Warnings: Cussing, jshart being himself, reader is siblings with Ted Nivison, Chuckle Sammy being Chuckle Sammy, best friends with Charlie!!

n/n means nickname!

It was only 10 o'clock in the morning when your older brother, Ted, called you.

The phone vibrated loudly, and you were quick to pick up and answer.

"You only call when you want something, Teddy." You sighed, but nonetheless a smile graced your facial features.

"You didn't even give me a chance to say 'hello,' Y/N!" Ted whined, stress weighing on his voice.

"I know. But is there something you actually need? You sound stressed as hell, Ted." You muttered. Even if you and your brother had a love-hate relationship, you two still cared very deeply for each other.

"I'm just...I'm just super stressed. The person we were supposed to have as a special guest on Chuckle Sandwich quit at the last second, and I'm really struggling to find someone else. That's why I called, to see if you could be our special guest." Ted sighed. You could invision Ted holding his forehead in the palm of his hand.

"Of course I'll come, Ted. I'd do anything for you, bro." You smiled.

"Thank you so much, N/N, I couldn't be me without you." Ted said, a soft, grateful smile evident in his voice.

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You shielded your eyes from the bright Los Angeles sun as you stepped out of your car in front of a large building. You sized the building up and started to walk to it. Ted strode to you from the building, where he swooped you up into a big warm hug.

"Hey there, N/N. I'm so glad you could make it." Ted grinned, letting go.

"You can't be you without me, Teddy." You responded, intertwining your pinkie with his for a moment and then letting go.

"Charlie's inside. I don't know if you've met schlatt or not, but I know he wants to meet you." Ted said, walking beside you as the two of you made your way inside. You shifted your glasses on your face, a pair exactly like Ted's.

Inside, you were greeted with the Chuckle Sandwich set, and many people scurrying around. But you couldn't miss the energetic voice of your best friend, talking enthusiastically to someone. There Charlie stood, cracking a joke to one of the set people.

"Charlie!" You exclaimed. His head whipped up to you, and his smile only grew larger as he ran to you and gave you a giant bear hug, lifting you off the ground.

"How's my favorite Nivison?" Charlie smiled, setting you back down.

"If I was any better, we'd be twins." You laughed. Ted clapped the two of you on the shoulder and smiled at you two. The both of you smiled back, knowing you were going to have a fun time today.

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There was much prep that went into the podcast, and you still had yet to meet schlatt, who was running late. So you, Ted, and Charlie all talked for around 45 minutes about anything and everything. Suddenly, the door slammed open, revealing what looked to be a middle-aged man.

"This fucking city is so shit, I had to get delayed two fucking hours from Atlanta." The man screeched, a New York accent laced heavily in his voice.

"Shut the hell up bro and come meet my sister." Ted bit back, a smirk glossing his face.

"You have a fucking sister?" The man gasped. His brown hair fell over his brown eyes for a moment before he put it back with a headband. You studied him a bit more and found that he was just a little shorter than Ted, who was around 6"3. Something about him felt so familiar, but you just couldn't pinpoint what. The man looked at you with a face of stone before giving a hint of a smile to you.

"Names Schlatt, you're the better Nivision kid I suppose?" Schlatt said finally, offering out a hand to shake.

"Yes, Yes I am. I'm Y/N." You smiled. You took his hand and shook it, and that was when it hit you.

"You're my neighbor aren't you? I live in the Austin Highrises (I made this up, this isn't where schlatt lives guys, i would never state where they live)." You questioned. Schlatt's eyebrows furrowed and his mouth opened slightly.

"So you're the one that plays the guitar everytime I try to stream." Schlatt sighed, releasing your hand.

"Yeah...Sorry about that by the way." You laughed.

"This is so fucking weird guys. Now Y/N knows everyone personally on Chuckle Sandwich. Maybe she should just be a part of the podcast now!" Charlie exclaimed, smiled at Y/N happily.

"Well, N/N? I could never turn down an offer to my baby sister." Ted asked, placing a hand on your shoulder.

"Charlie...Teddy...You guys I-..." You pondered. You looked at each of the members before smiling.

"I think I'll join." You stated, puffing your chest. Charlie jumped up and swooped you into a hug, where then Ted joined and Schlatt followed.

You had a feeling you were going to feel right at home here.

#chuckle sandwich #chuckle sandwich x reader #jschlatt x reader #ted nivison #jschatt #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #ted nivision x reader #slimecicle x reader #minecraft #platonic relationships #platonic reader #platonic

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lacedqll · 1 month

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Hello, I was wondering if you'd be able to write a Sorry boys trampoline park Ranboo x Reader, only if you’ve watched sorry boys/the new video, and/or would write this this Ofc, if not then that’s totally okay I understand, just disregard this request if not :) 🌌🌌

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🐋 ⁺ -ˋˏ 𝗻𝗼𝗻𝗲. ꗃ 𓏸

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❛ we bounced to the death - sorry boys ! - ��

❛ - 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝𝑠 (𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑡𝑒𝑐ℎ𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦) . . 𝑐𝑐!𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝑏𝑜𝑦𝑠!𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑏𝑜𝑜 𝑥 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 ❜

୧ ‧₊ 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑢𝑛𝑠𝑝𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑓𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑦/𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑚, 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑝𝑜𝑣 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑤ℎ𝑜𝑙𝑒, 𝑓𝑙𝑢𝑓𝑓.

TODAY WAS a stupidly fun day for the squad even with everything going on recently. i had taken the spot of one of the members, joining in on being in the sorry boys video happily. i ended up being an angsty teen worker with Ranboo who worked at the trampoline park, and the others were... inflatable balls i guess? chounce, or charlie, probably was my favorite. he was really silly and had good joke lore. anyways.

staring down at them as they talked to the camera for the 'documentary', being seen in the background with Ranboo, my brow raised, i listened in on how mentally ill they had seemed to be with how they spoke. glancing over, noticing one of the people of the camera crew come over, asking us a question, to which Ranboo had answered in a bored tone. "Uhh,, so what is this for again?" they asked, rubbing the inner bit of his eye before letting his arm drop back down. the person spoke, leading Ranboo continue talking, "Documentary?" the person nodded. "K-- yeah, so, they've been coming here for about,, i dont even know how long," he sighed, looking back over at the squad for a moment before looking back at the camera, "I've only started working on this shift a few weeks ago..." as they stopped talking, i just took over with it. "They come in, they hire out this place and they um, they just kinda bounce for a bit, fight a lot... we're just getting paid and it's less kids to work with," i shrugged, "So it's a win in my book honestly." after that rather long and boring conversation with the camera and the two of us, the 'documentary people' panned back towards the others.

now off the second floor, sighing deeply with my hands dug into my pockets next to Ranboo seeming just as tired as me, we sat down on one of the uplifted areas of the trampoline park, sitting with my legs crossed boredly, watching them converse, feeling my sanity deplete the more i listened in on there conversations.. but as long as im leaving with a paycheck, i dont care i suppose. "This has gotta be a disease, right?" Ranboo joked, turning their head towards me, eyes slightly crinkled meaning he was smiling just barely, before turning back to look over the squad as if they were little kids. i chuckled lightly, "Have no idea."

as one the younger ones, chounce, went into the inflatable ball fully, arms, head, and legs tucked into the ball, he spoke, "Dude- dont come in- im jacking my hog-" "You're-You're what man? What're you doing in there?" Ranboo asked, trying to keep their eyes non-crinkled to stay in character; to not smile. "Dude? What? How many times do i need to tell you, dude? Im yanking on my freaking porker, dude! Dont come near me-" Chounce had responded, making me have to stiffle my laughter, only letting a slight snort out. "Dude, come on! You cant," he blew their whistle as he stood up, resulting in me standing up aswell, "You cant do that here."

as they walked over, stuffing his phone in his pocket, he spoke, "No, dude, come on-" "Dude, stop-" i eventually walked over aswell, hiding my smile from the camera and staying in the angsty teen character i was put in, putting my hand on the red little knob thing and pulling it slightly backwards, making him topple over rather gracefully and slowly. "You cant-" Ranboo was cut off as they stopped the cameras, going to the next shot of Chounce talking to the camera, giggles just barely heard in the background from me and Ranboo at how dumb this was already turning out. eventually, we heard him coming back, and probably not on purpose, he fell on the floor, and immediately cried outloud.

later on, watching them literally sink into the foam square things, the cameras came to us, initiating for Ranboo to speak. "You know, um," they started, "Im usually supposed to help out with things like this, but um, at this point I just kinda of want to see where it goes." Ranboo shrugged, taking a long pause, "Its getting interesting now." his head had turned back when saying this, speaking to the camera person behind them before looking forwarda again. the camera returned onto the other idiots rather quickly. "Do you think they are, like, okay?" i asked playfully. Ranboo looked at me and presumably smiled, "No idea." he laughed.

"Oh good, the camera persons in there, too," Ranboo said, referring to how they were seen in the foam square pit, "Um, do you guys need any help in there, or-" they cut back quickly to another shot of the idiots playing around, entertainment happening again as i watched them from off the side slightly with Ranboo, smiling at the dumb humor they had for right now, but eventually getting into the shot and letting the smile leave, going back to look angsty as every other time.

listening in on the lore happening between Chounce and Tungo before the scenery changed, the camera directed to Ranboo and Chounce at the balance beam with me just off to the side slightly, leaned against one of the uncomfortable walls but needing to look like an 'average teen who shops at hot topic and sneaks out to see friends' for the video. Chounces head turned to Ranboo, "Dude, what?" "I gotta be-" Ranboo was quickly cut off, "You know im supposed to use a balance beam unsupervised, dude!" he had exhasperated, walking away from the beam just a wee bit. "No- yeah, but dude, I literally gotta be here for safety reasons." Ranboo insisted, Chounce just starting to begin his rambling, whilst Za had walked over, a 'conversation' beginning with him and Ranboo.

cutting the camera, a little fight between Tungo and Chounce had begun, character development building wonderfully, watching there relationship fall apart right infront of my eyes to which i stiffled a laugh once more, there acting jokingly good.

once more, the camera had came up to me and Ranboo, asking for more talk from us, to which we obliged. "You cant help but watch it, its like um, a bunch of toddlers when they make believe, and they just,,, in a state of a kind of 'adorable' delusion." Ranboo had joked, their hooded eyes looking over at them for a moment before returning to the camera lenses. "Except its um, a bunch of grow men and uh, I think they're actually delusional." i had added, a few yells from the squad behind us in the background. Ranboo had sighed, turning his attention to them, "Atleast we're getting paid for this.."

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🌌anon is back? ty 🌌anon 😭🫶 /gen!! eating pizza rolls as i write this, have a good day and hope you enjoy(ed) this dumb silly sorry boys write! im glad w11lbur wasnt included in there, presumably last, sorry boys video :) theyve said they are going on hiatus, but chances are it gets packed up all together is way higher (sadly). not to blame anyone for this, but w11lbur,,, w11lbur sucks (he took away my chances of beach ranboo in eyeliner and a sundress🪳 /sarc) (note mid writing this: THIS IS ACTUALLY GOOD? AND LONG? MY INSPIRATION IS COMING BACK!!🔥🔥) (note at the end of writing this: i lost motiviation and i might be going insane. 🌌anon, heres everything ive gotten so far, might add onto this! got up to 11 minutes of the 20 MINUTE LONG VIDEO.. going crazy😭) (after posted note: I READ IT WRONG IM GONNA SCREAM I THOUGHT IT SAID JUST SORRY BOYS NOT SORRY BOYS RANBOO EHSSHEKEE HOPE THIS DOESNG MATTER IM SO SORRY,, IM SO TIRED RN)

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YOOOO MODDLEE

yeah I did it again.

(Help I have a problem of disappearing into thin air)

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR PART THREE OF CUT CHAOS SHEBSJNSUH

you said you would write 500 chapters.. but like obviously exaggerating..? (Kiddinggg)

tho a few more couldn’t hurt..

juuuust saying if you ever feel like it I will eventually see it and it will eventually make my week. <3333

BUT THATS NOT WHY WE ARE HERE! (I’m sorry my requests are always so long and dramatic bro I just brain like that)

Actual request:

ok so like I knowww cut chaos started from rumours but like rumours are an easy way to start plot lines k? (Also I use she pronouns out of habit but they is pog too)

the friends in question: Tommyinnit (duh), Wilbur (moosic boi), Ranboo (generation loss trauma guy), Possibly Slimecicle?? I know he’s not someone you do requests for normally buttt if you’re okay with it that would be POG, or if slime is a no, tubbo!

SO a few months ago Y/N started working on an SMP with some minimal custom mods, some fancy texture packs, maybe some data packs, and its like this BIGGG project, BUT its not public and its taking a lot of her time, so she can only really do a few streams and most of the time because her schedule is so full its hard to work out streams with friends so, she is alone. with the internet being the internet people started to think something was up, some annoyed viewers made a few rumours and people kept making things up and escalating things until people were saying she did all sorts of horrible things to “lose all her friends” but one of the most popular theories was that she was emotionally abusing them (??? Internet wildin ig) she ignored them while mostly finishing the stuff for the smp, but decided to address it in a very- y/n way. Getting four friends to come to her house and hide slightly off camera while she made a purposefully bad apology video only for them to jump out at the end and her to stand up and be like “YALL REALLY THOUGHT I WAS SOME MASTER MANIPULATOR?! I’M JUST A FUNKY LITTLE CHAOTIC MINECRAFT GOBLIN N’ I’VE BEEN WORKING ON AN SMP THIS WHOLE TIME!! ITS GONNA BE SUPER COOL AND THESE FOUR PLUS ALOOOOT MORE PEOPLE ARE GONNA BE THERE I’M POSTING THE CREATORS SOON AND ITS LAUNCHING IN A MONTH!, SO STOP ASSUMING I’M A BAD PERSON AND GET PUMPED BITCHES!” something along those lines, maybe at the end a little peek at what people are responding with. (Obviously no pressure, but like id be cool) (thanks for considering deity of the busses and models.)

HOW WE LIKING THE SILLIES?!?

P.S I’m not always an angst gremlin (just most of the time..) - ✨🌌🌙 Annon

I DO BE LIKING THE SILLIES (and thank you for elevating me to the level of deity, my ego has been inflated)

Pairing: Cc! Wilbur, Tommy, Ranboo, Charlie Slimecicle x Gn!Reader (platonic)

Roaring Rumors

Life was all about sacrifices.

Or, that’s what you keep telling yourself when you’re up at 1AM working on your server. Putting together an SMP is harder than it sounds; texture packs, data packs, comparability, world-building, even the (seemingly) simply act of contacting people to play on it. For the amount of time you spent on your computer, your hands might as well be part of your keyboard.

Sleep wasn’t the only thing you sacrificed. Streaming, even just fun ones with your friends, had quickly became rare. Although you loved to hop on a call while coding still, your online presence had severely receded.

You just keep telling yourself that sacrifices are necessary. That the payoff would be worth it.

And it really would be, but you just had to get there first. Which was proving harder than you had thought.

At the very least, you still had your friends. Wilbur sitting silently on call with you while you work, Tommy dragging you out of your room, Ranboo always willing to get excited over your progress. Every day you woke up with a text from your groupchat—typically Charlie—just filling you in on the latest internet trend by a meme.

Today, your news comes from Wilbur and Tommy.

“I think they’re canceling you.” Wilbur says casually while you’re in the midst of detailing the hunger bar for a texture pack.

“Ooh, you’re a wrong’un!” Tommy yells in the background of Wilbur’s side of the call.

The three of you had been idly chatting while each doing your own thing. Wilbur and Tommy were engaged in some Twitter competition, as far as you know.

“Canceling me for what?” You ask, deciding to ignore Tommy’s shouting.

“Existing, I think.” Wilbur answers.

“So the normal.”

“The normal.”

Although the conversation stops there, you can’t help yourself. Later, during one of the few hours you dedicate to getting sleep to stay alive, you pull open Twitter on your phone. Your last tweet was nearly two weeks ago, so it’s been a minute.

But you just want to make sure nothing horrible happened while you were busy. You’re a content creator, this is normal. Definitely. You definitely aren’t just justifying this so you can do it.

You swipe through tweets, heading to trending and searching your name. Tweets load, making your mouth run dry. Wilbur wasn’t joking.

All you can do is scroll, reading as the messages get wilder and wilder. From people saying they were missing you to theories on why nobody was streaming you. Each one seemed considerably more implausible, and before you know it you’re glaring at your screen like it’s to fault.

Some thought you had grown apart.

Some thought you had a falling out.

And, apparently, a lot thought you were emotionally abusing them. Or, depending on the tweet, manipulating them.

Quite honestly, you didn’t even know how they got the idea. The long threads of explanations did nothing but send you into a spiral, biting your bottom lip so hard that it bleeds.

You were so close to finishing the SMP. It needed just a few things, then you'd be able to start scheduling to get it up and running. You didn't have the time nor mental capacity to deal with whatever the fuck is going on right now.

Is it a good choice? Maybe not. But do you still ignore the accusations? Hell yes.

By the time you get even closer to finishing the preparations for your SMP, you've come up with the perfect plan to address the (quite stupid) rumors. It'll be a two-in-one; you address the rumors and announce the SMP at the same time.

"How long do I have to lay on this floor?" Tommy asks, stretched out behind your chair.

"Nobody asked you to lay on the floor." Wilbur points out, standing next to your computer. Charlie, on the other side, laughs.

"Yeah man, you wanted to be down there."

"Besides, I'm doing great down here!" Ranboo chimes in.

You roll your eyes, grinning. "I'm about to start stream, so it won't be for much longer. Just wait for my cue, yeah?"

Tommy grumbles, but shuts up. You take that as your chance to start the stream, switching it off your waiting screen and waving to the camera. Your chosen stream title has brought in a bit more than your usual casual steam view number, "Talking about some serious stuff," leading people to believe there will be drama. And if it's drama they want, it's drama you'll give.

"Hello, hello!" You smile, leaning back. "So I've decided to talk about some things. Namely, the Twitter shit. I am so sorry for everything, and I mean that. A lot. Sincerely. There's meaning in it."

Tommy snorts, and from the corner of your eye you catch Wilbur kick him to shut him up.

"What am I sorry about?" You ask rhetorically, acting like you read it off of chat. "Oh, you know. People have been saying all types of stuff. The things about me manipulating my friends?" There's a pause while you let that sink in. "So, I'm sorry."

It's a purposefully shitty apology, but you sigh and act like its heartfelt for a few moments, nodding towards chat. Their messages are mostly confused, especially because it isn't one emote-only.

"Sorry you guys are so gullible!" You shout, and Tommy practically tackles you.

Wilbur's the one to fix your chair, Ranboo and Charlie appearing next to you within moments.

"You guys really thought this one could manipulate me? The master?" Charlie asks the stream, pointing at you.

"Yeah!" Tommy shouts, way too energetic for someone who complained five minutes ago about being on the floor. "We're the master manipulators! Get fooled!"

"I, for one, haven't manipulated anyone-" Ranboo starts, but Tommy slaps a hand over his mouth and nods empathetically.

"Yeah, I don't know what you guys were thinking, but I've just been playing fucking Minecraft for the past few months nonstop." You laugh.

"Nonstop. It's a problem." Wilbur nods.

"It is not a problem!" Pause. "Anyways, I made an SMP! And that's where I've been! Not because I've been manipulating my friends or some shit, stop being dumbasses."

"It'll be super cool!" Ranboo adds in helpfully.

"These four-"

"That's us!" Charlie points around at himself, Wilbur, Tommy, and Ranboo.

"-will be on it, plus a lot more. It'll be posting those people soon! As in, check your Twitter obsessively guys! The SMP will be in about a month, too, so get fucking excited! I want to see some hype!"

"WOO!" Tommy screams, making everyone cringe at having their eardrums ruptured.

"So that's all I wanted to talk about I think. Anything to add, guys?" You glance around at the four surrounding you with a grin.

"One thing." Charlie nods, leaning in really close. "I have a secret. This SMP, it's actually-" He hits your end stream button mid-sentence. "And that's how you keep 'em interested."

Ycgmaenthusist NEW SMP NEW SMP NEW SMP NEW SMP

Mammalianeighingreflecenthusiest We are dumb as fuck aren’t we

Poabsenthusiest i will RIOT IN THE STREETS if any of yall be mean to MY STREAMER -> Cmwylenthusist FR I GOT TWO FISTS AND A CAUSE

#dsmp #mcyt #mcyt imagine #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #wilbur soot x reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot x you #wilbur soot #ranboo x reader #ranboo imagine #ranboo mcyt #ranboo #ranboolive #charlie slimecicle #charlie slimesicle x reader

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prrism · 1 year

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Tiny Tot

(I know, not the most creative title but I’m trying here)

Summary: While you’ve slowly grown used to this strange phenomenon of people around the SMP being brought to you as child versions of themselves and being left in your care, there are times it surprises you…

Characters: Wilbur x Reader (feat. Quackity and Slimecicle)

Relationship: platonic

Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral

You hum a soft tune to yourself as you till at the ground, prepping it for the fresh crop seeds you just obtained. You hear someone whistle for your attention and freeze for a second when you see Quackity looking completely unimpressed while his slimy friend was waving you over. You place your tools into your inventory as you approach the two of them.

“Ummm… hi. Fancy seeing you here.” You say once your close enough.

“Hello (y/n), from the meadow (I decided the reader lives in a sorta meadow biome) I hope you do not mind our intrusion.” Quackity’s slimy friend greets, still smiling and waving.

“No, you’re fine. Also, I don’t believe we’ve met before, how do you know my name?” You ask him.

“Never mind that!” Quackity quickly jumps in before his friend can answer. “Here, just take him off my hands.” Quackity near throws the thing, or rather person, he’s holding towards you. You’re thankful for your fast reflexes as you catch the very obvious child version of Wilbur, who’s laughing up a storm from the “game” of catch. You stare down at him for a few seconds before looking up at Quackity again.

“Do I want to know?” You ask hesitantly.

“Probably not.” He says curtly.

“Why not go to Phil? He is Wilbur’s dad after all.” You point out only to be given the dirtiest look from the casino owner.

“I don’t think Quackity, from Las Nevadas is fond of the location.” His friend pipes in again.

“Oh right! I sorta forgot about… that…” You trail off awkwardly, trying not to stare at his scar. “I can take it from here.” You quickly add.

“Good. Come on, Slime, let’s go.” With that Quackity turns to leave, his friend following close behind.

“But Quackity, from Las Nevadas I am not slime. I’m made of meat and bones like you…” Their conversation fades as they get father and farther away until you’re just left with a now squirming child in your arms.

“Alrighty Mr. Squirmy, let’s get you home to your dad.” You say.

“No!” He shouts, squirming more. This came as a small shock to you as so far anyone who was affected by this condition, yourself included, couldn’t really form words to talk resorting to making various sounds to convey feelings.

“I… okay, cool. I’ll take any form of easier communication… I guess.” You say still a little shocked. “Well… care to help me finish up in the fields?” You ask.

“Yeah!” He cheers in joy.

“Alright,” you chuckle, “now come on, you can plant the seeds while I till the ground.” You suggest, carrying Wilbur back to your previous place in the field, placing him down and passing him the pouch of seeds from your inventory. It was almost humorous seeing Wilbur waddling around, you being so used to seeing him as tall and lanky rather then short and stubby. It was going well at first you’d prep a spot and watch Wilbur pluck a few seeds out of the pouch to drop into the ground before burying it with a nice pat to the soil, however things took a quick turn when he discovered where you grow your sugarcane. Now it was a constant dash to stop him from either falling into the river or scooping handfuls of sand into his mouth, sometimes both at the same time. He whined when you finally decided enough was enough and carried him back inside.

“Nooooo!” He flails his arms around as if it’d help free him from your grasp, you sigh and place him down on the floor where he proceeds to flop onto his side in a grumpy huff.

“My goodness, how did Phil manage to raise you.” You playfully tease, silence being your only response. “What don’t feel like talking now?” More silence. Slightly amused but not exactly wanting him to stay grumpy you walk over to the shelf of music boxes, reminiscing on how you obtained each of them before finding the one you knew would perk up Wilbur’s mood… or at least you hoped it would.

“This is one of the first music boxes I ever got.” You say fondly, catching Wilbur sit up and slightly peek over his shoulder from the corner of your eye. “I know you don’t remember this right now but… you actually gave this one to me. It plays a plays a special song, wanna hear it?” You ask now properly looking at him. He gives a small, curious nod, you smile as you wind it up and let the melody play.

“I heard there was a secret chord~ That David played and it pleased the Lord~ But you don’t really care for music, do ya?~ Well it goes like this the forth, the fifth~ The minor fall and the major lift~ The baffled king composing hallelujah~ Hallelujah~ Hallelujah~ Hallelujah~ Hallelu-ujah…~” You pause a moment to see Wilbur completely enthralled by the music, inwardly you held in a small laugh, outwardly a soft expression rests on your face when you start the next part. “Well I heard there was a special place~ Where men could go and emancipate~ The brutality and tyranny of their ruler~ Well this place is real, we needn’t fret~ With Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, f- and all the rest~ It’s a very big and not blown up L’Manberg~ My L’Manberg~ My L’Manberg~ My L’Manberg~ My L’Ma-anberg~” You finish, having to scramble part way for more cleaner lyrics, Wilbur may technically be a grown adult, but even still there was no way you’d swear in front of a child. Regardless of that he did seem to really enjoy the song, having brightened up a lot more and attempting to sing along to the repeating melody himself.

You sit back on the couch to relax a little while Wilbur kept himself distracted, you were by no means dozing off, just taking a moment to stare into space and reminisce again on the past while the melody still played. You were happy to see Wilbur acting all happy and carefree again, rather then acting cynical and more or less careless, it’s been a long time since he looked like he was genuinely enjoying something.

“I can’t believe you actually kept this old thing.” The voice takes you off guard for a second, but then the scent of cigarettes hits your nose, making you scrunch up on instinct. Just how long were you staring at the ceiling for?

“It’s a nice memento, and it still plays really well. Why would I get rid of it?” You look back at Wilbur who shrugs as he turns the music box over in his hands.

“Because the past can find a way to haunt you if you’re not careful.” He sighs, his voice barely audible to you, as if the comment wasn’t meant for you to hear. “Well, it’s been lovely but I still have a business to run and a rival to compete with.” He quickly jumps back into his more casual tone, setting the music box down and strutting over to the door.

“Yeah, nice catching up with you too, I guess.” You roll your eyes and get up to leave yourself, seeing as you still had a few errands to do and you promised you’d meet up with Niki and Puffy later. You stop at the sudden hand placed on your shoulder, turning slightly to stare at Wilbur as he avoided your eye contact.

“I…” His grip tightening slightly and his mouth opening and closing like he wanted to say something but words failing to work, almost ironic how now was when he lost his ability to speak properly. “I’ll… see you around.” He manages to say before finally leaving. You weren’t sure what that was about but there was now a feeling of melancholy as you watched him disappear into the distance.

You shake yourself off and refocus, quickly checking the time before sending both Niki and Puffy a message that you might meet up with them a bit later then expected.

Hope you guys enjoy. Let me know who you’d like to see next, either through my inbox or a comment 😁

#dream smp #dream smp x reader #dream smp x platonic reader #dsmp x reader #dsmp x platonic reader #wilbur soot #wilbur x reader

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justgowithitplease · 1 year

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✨Rules✨

I am taking requests(and numbers). i do have a few rules that people must follow for the requests. This list will also contain what charectors/franchises i will write for! The list will change periodically, but dont let that stop you from sending requests, i will take (almost) any and all. Here we go!:

RULES:

Off-Limits

-R@p3

-Nonc0n

-Anything to do with minors s3xu@lly

-Yandere(it gives me the icks)

-Su!c!d3

-!nc3st

ON-LIMITS

-Smut (NO MINORS WRITTEN)

-Family x sibling!reader

-Character x S/O!reader

-Character x Character

-Cross-overs (marvel & DC)

-Angst, Fluff, etc.

CHARACTERS

Batfamily

-Dick Grayson

-Jason Todd

-Tim Drake

-Cassandra Cain (No Smut)

-Stephanie Brown

-Duke Thomas (No Smut)

-Damian (platonically)

-Bruce

-Selina(platonically)

YOUTUBERS:

Ted Nivison

Jschlatt

Foolish Gamers

Slimecicle

✭I Will Accept Others Not Specified, Depending on the charector✭

Bonus Lists!:

Song Requests

Word/Phrase/Action Requests

Thats It For Now!

#batfam x reader #dick grayson x reader #jason todd x reader #tim drake x reader #cassandra cain x reader #stephanie brown x reader #duke thomas x reader #fanfiction #ted nivison x reader #ted nivison #jschlatt x reader #jschlatt #foolish gamers x reader #foolish gamers #slimecicle x you #slimecicle #charlie slimecicle

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keymeadoww · 7 months

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Who Will I write for?

A list of people and fandoms I will be willing to write for! This is both platonic and romantic (and nsfw- ONLY for characters, NO real people! [ex. I could write a C! Hermitcraft x reader nsfw, but i would NOT write a regular hermitcraft one, yknow??]), if it has a STAR beside their name, then they are ONLY PLATONIC

Famous People/Youtubers

Smallishbeans*

LDShadowlady*

James Marriot

Solidarity

Smajor1995*

Nihachu

Slimecicle

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Kris Collins*

Celina Spookyboo*

Marauders Era

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Peter Pettigrew

Fabian Prewett

Gideon Prewett

Molly Prewett

Marlene McKinnon

Lily Evans

Dorcas Meadows

Frank Longbottom

Regulus Black

Barty Crouch

Evan Rosier

Severus Snape

Lucius Malfoy

Amos Diggory

Arthur Weasley

Fear Street 1994

Deena

Josh

Kate Schmidt

Samantha Fraser

Simon

Helluva Boss

Blitz

Millie/Moxxie (if romance, poly only)

Loona

Striker

Stolas

Octavia

Asmodeus

Fiizzarolli

Beelzebub

Verosika Mayday

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie

Vaggie

Alastor

Angel

Husk

Nifty*

Lucifer

Adam

Rosie*

Sir Pentious

Cherri Bomb

Vox

Velvette

Hermitcraft (the people I regularly watch)

Grian

MumboJumbo

GoodTimesWithScar

TangoTek

BdoubleO (Bdubs)

Falsesymmetry

Gemintay

ImpulseSV

Iskall85

Rendog

Smallishbeans

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie

Reggie

Luke

Alex

Flynn

Carrie

Willie

Trolls (CURRENT HYPERFIXATION)

Poppy

Branch

Gristle*

Bridget*

Creek

Guy Diamond*

Tiny Diamond*

Barb

Trollex

Delta Dawn

John Dory

Spruce/Bruce

Clay

Floyd

Velvet

Veneer

#x reader #aus

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kormenhq · 1 year

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Fan Fiction Requests!

I am bored! Help me write stuff to post on Ao3!

Request Rules & Characters

Rules::

- DON’T JUDGE MY WRITING, if you don’t think i’m a good writer, that’s your opinion. I may not be the best writer but I am trying my best.

- I will write about any gender! If you do not specify, I will write it as gender neutral (I also write trans ftm reader (not mtf as I am not mtf)

- Want some polyamourus stuff? Go ahead and I ask! I am happy to write about it!

- Please no Teacher x student or anything of the sorts I don’t want to write illegal stuff.

- I write emotional/romantic/platonic relationships (this includes smut though that’s very rare for me to write, you can still ask if you would like though.)

- Hurt/Comfort fics are welcome and encouraged!! I put trigger warnings anywhere I think it is needed, so please be sure to read the warnings under each title/on each post.

- I have every right to disapprove or not take your request.

- I will NOT write characters being abusive whether it be physical, emotional or anything like that. (lying to fulfill a scheme doesn’t count), but I would be more than happy to write about them helping you get OUT of an abusive relationship.

-I only write for the characters not real people.

Characters I write for::

- Any Markiplier ego (I MEAN IT I LOVE THESE GUYS)

- Any Jacksepticeye ego (Love these guys as well)

- Loki (Marvel)

- Gillion Tidestrider (Just roll with it)

- Chip (Just roll with it)

- Jay Ferin (Just roll with it)

- Spider man/Peter parker

- Oliver Swift (Dialtown)

- Randy Jade (Dialtown)

- Karen Dunn (Dialtown)

- Norm (Dialtown)

- Phonegingi (Dialtown)

- Ranboo (DSMP)

- Slimecicle (DSMP)

- Jack Manifold (DSMP)

- Jschlatt (DSMP)

- Philza (DSMP)

- Quackity (DSMP)

- Tommy innit (DSMP)

- Wilbur soot (DSMP)

- Red Guy (DHMIS)

- Duck (DHMIS)

- Yellow Guy (DHMIS)

- Nagito (Danganronpa)

- Kokichi (Danganronpa)

- Any fanon Creepypasta (I will refuse canon (they are murderers)

- Janus (Sanders sides)

- Virgil (Sanders sides)

- Remus (Sanders sides)

- Roman (Sanders sides)

- Patton (Sanders sides)

- Logan (Sanders sides)

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sardonic-the-writer · 2 years

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going to the fair with slime boy- cc! or c! <333 (bonus points if theres a little blurb where he comforts sick reader after they get home from all the spinning)

Charlie was super hyped about the fair all day. Practically bouncing off the walls even before drinking any sort of coffee. Probably sat in the car ten minutes before you were even supposed to leave just becuase he was so giddy about spending time with you.

The only cameras that are pulled out on the trip is to take a picture or two for your seperate social media's, but other than that it's just a day for the two of you to eat way too much junk food and ride too many rollarcoasters. You even convinced each other to get face paint.

At one point Charlie had gotten a face time from Ted and Schlatt. It was enough to make the both of you pause and sit on a nearby bench to talk with them, the two—mainly Schlatt—poking fun at how ridiculously in love you two were. Charlie had just laughed as you stuck your tounge out and flipped the bird before reassuring Ted it wasn't directed at him.

("We love Ted in this household. But mutton chop boy can go fuck himself."

"Hey!")

After that it was a drive home light by nothing but dim streetlights and car lights.

You both fell asleep in each others arms as soon as your heads hit the pillow <3

#charlie #charlie x reader #slimecicle x reader #slimecicle #dsmp x reader #dsmp #scu #scu x reader #mcyt #mcyt x reader #cc!charlie #cc!charlie x reader #chuckle sandwich x reader #chuckle sandwich #schlatt #platonic ted nivison x reader #ted nivison #platonic schlatt x reader #charlie slimecicle x reader

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specter-writes · 10 months

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I take requests both here and on Wattpad (https://www.wattpad.com/user/specter_writes)

Characters I write for:

(Romantic or platonic)

-Luz

-Amity

-Willow

-Hunter

-Eda (teen or adult)

-Raine (teen or adult)

(Strictly platonic)

-King

-The Collector

-Gus

-Lilith (we love our aro/ace queen)

-Camilla

-Darius

-Alador

Rules for requesting:

I do not write smut because everyone except eda and raine is a teenager and that's kinda weird, G.

So, please limit yourself to angst and fluff.

I won't do:

1. Incest

2. Paedophilia

3. Racism, even for the sake of plo

4. Once again, smut

-Reader will always be gender neutral unless it's relevant to the plot (for example, trans masc reader, or femme reader and amity coming out to readers homophobic family, although they/them pronouns will still be used).

PLEASE BE SPECIFIC.

THIS IS A BAD REQUEST:

"raine x reader please :D"

THIS IS A GOOD REQUEST:

"(Teen) Raine x reader oneshot in which reader is trying to learn to play acoustic guitar but can't quite figure out how to stay on beat with their metronome, so their lover stops their own practice and helps them please :D"

THIS IS A BAD REQUEST:

"I'd like to request an amity x reader please?"

THIS IS A GOOD REQUEST:

"I'd like to request an amity x reader where she and y/n have been together in secret for a while and they're finally ready to tell everyone, until a fight starts brewing over Luz and they break up please?"

THIS IS A BAD REQUEST:

"I want a preference with everyone"

THIS IS A GOOD REQUEST:

"I want a preference with everyone, where LGBTQIA+ reader is disowned for being who they are and shows up on the character's porch crying"

I will try to fill all the requests, but if I just have a character there isn't much I can do for you

With that, onto the owl house brainrot!

Masterlist:

I ALSO WRITE MCYT NOW

Characters I'll Write For:

-Wilbur Soot

-Niachu

-Eret

-Karl Jacobs

STRICTLY PLATONICALLY:

-Tubbo

-Ranboo

-Tommyinnit

-Philza

-Slimecicle

Same rules as above apply

MASTERLIST

#toh x reader #requests open #also the rains oneshot I mentioned is coming soon btw #toh #mcyt #mcyt x reader #im trying

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theredflagsjustlooklikeflags · 2 years

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═Everything about Requests═

Requsts: OPEN

Matchups: CLOSED FOR NOW

Requesting Rules:

I am very iffy on NSFW things so please don’t request things like hard core porn without plot.

There will be be no NSFW writings for those who are minors

I will not right about real people (this includes content creators), only fictional characters.

I will try not to write anything that goes outside a content creators boundaries.

State in the request I’d you want it yandere or not yandere

State in the request what character you want your request to be about or I will be my choosing.

I will not write anything about pregnancy

If you are requesting something with a heavy topic, put a trigger warning.

I will not write character x charecter

What will I write

Yandere

Character X Reader X Character

Horror

Angst

Heavy Topics

Non yandere

What characters and fandoms I write for

Death Note

Light Yagami

L Lawliet

Misa Amane

Near

Mellow

Matt

Dream SMP

C! Dream

C!Technoblade

C!Wilbur (this counts, lmanbur, vilbur, and revivebur)

C!Philza (Platonic Only)

C! Tommy (Platonic Only)

C! Ranboo (Platonic Only)

C!Tubbo (Platonic Only)

C!Punz

C!George

C!Sapnap

C!Sam

C! Fundy

C! Jschlatt

C! Quackity

C! Slimecicle

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

My Hero Academia

Toga

Shigaraki

Eraserhesd

Dabi

Overhaul

Deku

Bakugo

Hawks

Todoroki

Shinso

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

Marvel

Scarlet Witch

Captain America

Winter Solider

If the character you want is not here just ask because chances are I will write for them

Riddler (2022)

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danny-yagami · 2 years

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Request rules (Continued)

I hope you all had read the first Request rules. If you did not, please check it out on my profile. It should be pinned.

I will continue on the I will not do list since there are quite a few still I have not mentioned.

I will not do:

- Certain kinks (piss kink, shit kink, etc.) (Those make me feel uncomfortable)

- Extreme kinks or extreme parts of kinks (Extreme choking, extreme knife play (but light knife play may be involved in some parts), etc)

- Major angst (I will do angst to fluff or fluff to light angst)

- Rape/sexual assult/sexual harrassment

- Crossovers that won't make sense

- Harmful topics (svic!de, rape again, self-harm (Unless it's comfort), etc.)

- Incest/Stepcest (Sorry, but as I said before, it makes me feel uncomfortable)

I will do:

- Comfort stories

- Teases (Slight smut, but not if that makes sense)

- OCs X Readers

- Characters (Cs) X Readers

- Content Creaters (CCs) X Readers

- Characters X Characters

- Characters X OCs

- Music fics (I will warn you now, I am not good at those)

- Romantic or Plantonic (Please specify UNLESS the character is a minor then it will be platonic or slightly romantic, but nothing like smut, I will only to fluff or angst for minors)

Characters I will do:

Dream smp:

- Ranboo

- Tubbo

- Tommy

- Ph1LzA (Family, this man's married)

- Kris (Family, She's Phil's wife-)

- Jschlatt

- Wilbur/Ghostbur/Revivedbur

- Slimecicle

- Awesamdude

- Purpled

- Punz

- Dream

- George

- Eret

- Dream XD

- Technoblade

(I will ad more once I come across more, but I will do that in another post. I am starting to get lazy)

Demon Slayer:

- Tanjiro

- Nezuko

- Zenitsu

- Inosuke

- Uzui (and his wives if you'd like)

- Giyuu

- Rengoku

- Mitsuri

- Shinobu

(And more, but I will add them on in another post since I'm too lazy at this point.)

I will continue the characters and fandoms I will write for in another post. In the mean time, I am gonna get some rest and read cause I feel like I've been writing a bunch of things already today, Online and on paper. I will come up with ideas and write them down then post them when I have the chance. I am gonna spend some time reading and coming up with ideas until then.

If you guys need anything- requests, asks, or just want to talk- please dm me until I know how to put up the asks/requests button. I love you all and please remember to eat, stay hydrated, and get plenty of rest!

#dreamsmp #demon slayer #oc #story requests #danganronpa #genshin impact #x oc #x character #x reader #more info #fanfics

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