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kingsleywrites · 11 months

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You Can't Just Get Rid Of Them!

Tommyinnit x male reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic) Also possibly Tubbo x male reader (can also be seen as platonic or romantic)

CW: swearing

Angst to (slight) fluff

This takes place right as and after Jschlatt banishes Wilbur and Tommy after the L'manburg election.

M/N will be used (meaning male name)

H/N: Horse's name

"I REVOKE, WILBUR SOOT AND TOMMYINNIT'S CITIZENSHIP!" Schlatt's voice boomed and everyone began to panic with a few people punching and shoving Wilbur and Tommy away. M/N stood there, his body slightly shaking. 'This can't be real, no, Schlatt didn't, he wouldn't.' these thoughts ran rapidly in M/N's mind. He looked over at Tommy and Wilbur their faces looked completely devastated and confused. M/N clenched his fists and ran up and onto the podium where Schlatt and his subordinates were. "JSCHLATT!" M/N yelled, he was held back by Quackity. "You-You can't do that! Wilbur founded L'manburg! And Tommy is his right hand! You can't just get rid of them!"

"Last I checked, M/N, I am the president. Sorry emperor." Schlatt said getting closer to him. "No, no you're just a tyrant, hell bent on destroying this nation! We have fought too long and too hard for you to just throw it all away!" M/N pulled away from Quackity, getting even closer to Schaltt. They stared each other down for a few moments before Jschlatt spoke, turning around to face the crowd. "I suggest you hold your tongue or else you'll be joining them. Now get him out of my sight." Quackity grabbed M/N and threw him off of the podium. It wasn't enough for him to die but he sure as hell took a lot of damage. He could hear Wilbur yelling for Tommy to run, M/N wanted to run with them too but he couldn't as much as he hated Jschaltt he had to be here, for his country, his nation, he wouldn't leave L'manburg, not while Jschlatt was in rule, someone had to keep him from doing something stupid. 'Don't worry Wilbur, Tommy, I will find you guys and I will bring you home.'

Later that night

M/n sat on his bed with a bow in hand and a target across the room. He had already screamed and cried that night but he still had some pent up rage, so he was shooting arrows at a target, pretending it was Jschaltt's head. His door opened and he drew his bow, almost shooting it before he saw who it was. "Tubbo! You scared me." M/N lowered the bow, letting his arms relax. M/N could tell how tense Tubbo looked, the male was looking down at his shoes and fiddling with his fingers, M/N let out a sigh. "If it has something to do with Schlatt just tell me so we can get it over with."

"Schlatt wants to speak to you..." Tubbo's voice was soft and calm, probably trying to avoid M/N's outburst.

"HE-" M/N began to yell but stopped himself taking a deep breath and holding his head in his hands, slouching over. "Fine, Where is he?" M/N stood up.

"Follow me." The two walked out of M/N's house and onto the wooden path.

"Tubbo, if this is a trap, just remember that I will kill you."

"It isn't, I swear! He just told me to get you so you two could talk."

The two continued walking up until they reached a big building, they walked inside and began to climb the mountain of stairs, neither of them saying a word. When they get up to the top Tubbo opens up two big wooden doors and they walk inside. "Ah, M/N your here, welcome, welcome." Schlatt motions for Tubbo to go to him, which he abides by, standing beside Schlatt's desk. "What do you want Schlatt?" M/N says, shooting a glare at the man. "No need to be so hostile, I just want to ask you if you're enjoying Manburg."

"L'manburg." M/N puts emphasis on the L.

"Not anymore, you see this great country doesn't take L's, which seemed to be a reoccurring theme with the last President."

"We won our independence away from the SMP you were not there Schlatt you have no right to-" Jschlatt cut him off.

"You lost the war, the only reason why you even have independence in the first place is because Tommy played the hero and gave his dics to Dream."

Schlatt put his arms up and he had a crooked smile on his face. "But that's besides the point." He walked over to M/N, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"M/N you are an amazing fighter, you have the drive that this country needs in its army."

M/N tensed up and somehow he knew exactly what Schlatt wanted.

"I wanted to ask you to be my commanding officer, you will command Manburg's troops as we expand this great country!"

"Work under you? Ha! You're insane if you think I'll command your army." M/N pushed Schlatts hand off of his shoulder and took a step back from the male.

Jschlatt ran his finger through his hair and sighed. "It's fine, sometimes we all need a little bit of motivation." He snapped his fingers and Quackity walked up behind M/N, using one of his hands to grab onto M/N arm and twist it behind him, while his other hand gripped the back of his neck, pushing on two nerves so he wouldn't try and jerk away.

Jschlatt pulled a netherite axe from his inventory and threw it to George who caught it, grabbing Tubbo by the back of his hair and holding the axe to his throat.

"Tubbo!" M/N yelled and tried to run to him but Quackity pushed on the nerves more making his whole body ache and his eyes water.

"So, M/N! You have two options, You can do as I say, and nothing will happen to Tubbo, OR, you can not do as I say and then not only will you be missing Tommy, but you'll have to explain how you got poor Tubbo killed. So what'll it be." Schlatts smile grew and the tension in the air was thick.

M/N stood there dumbfounded. "You wouldn't.." He mumbled, his eyes narrowing. Tubbo took in a sharp breath as he felt the cold axe press against his throat, drawing a small amount of blood. M/N eyes shot over when he heard Tubbo and for a moment the whole world slowed down as he watched the blood drip farther down.

"Tick Tock, M/N I don't have all night, say, how long do you think it takes for someone to bleed out from the neck, a couple of minutes maybe?" Jschlatt taunted M/N. George's grip on the axe tightened and he went to put more pressure on Tubbo's neck before M/N's voice broke the silence.

"Don't! Just stop! I'll do it! Just don't hurt him!" M/N eyes watered as he looked between Tubbo's scared expression and Schlatt's crazed one. Jschlatt snapped his fingers and George took the axe away from Tubbo's neck and pushed him on the ground. Tubbo let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Quackity let go of M/N and he fell to his knees before getting up and running over to Tubbo giving him a bear hug. M/N let go and began to inspect Tubbo's face "Oh my god, are you okay, let me see the cut." He lifted up his head only to see that it had stopped bleeding. "M/N, I'm fine." Tubbo's voice was once again calm. M/N helped him up and hugged him again, Schlatt's voice breaking the comfortable silence between the two. "So, M/N I'll see you tomorrow." His voice was still in a mocking tone. "Yeah, sure, whatever makes you happy." M/N said with as much venom as he could muster in his voice.

"Come on Tubbo, let's go." Despite Tubbo needing no assistance to walk, he kept an arm around the boy, looking back at the three as they left the room. The door closed leaving the room in complete silence. George looked at the axe that was still in his hand, the tip slightly covered in blood. "You were prepared to kill Tubbo, right then and there, correct?" George eyed Schlatt who was looking out of a big window that overlooked the newly renamed Manburg. "I was willing to do whatever it took to get that boy to comply."

"You do know that it was a stupid idea to have M/N join, you know how close he is to Tommy, there's no way that he won't try and steal secrets to give to them."

"Of course I know that I'm not dumb! What I need is to be able to keep an eye on him. How can I do that if he isn't working for me?"

"And Tubbo? You don't think he won't try to communicate with Wilbur and Tommy."

"George, Quackity, I am counting on their betrayal."

M/N lightly dabbed disinfectant on Tubbo's neck, him slightly wincing at the contact. "M/N, you don't have to do this, I'll be fine without you helping me."

M/N got up and threw the cloth he used into a cauldron filled with water to be washed later, grabbing a small bandage. "I know you'll be fine without all of this but, I need to, it's my fault that you have this cut in the first place, if I had just said okay to Schlatt instead of being stubborn then maybe that whole fiasco could've been avoided." M/N sat back down, looking at the bandage in his hands.

Tubbo placed a hand on M/N's. "There was no way either of us could've known what Jschlatt was planning, you can't beat yourself up for that. I'm okay, I didn't die, and even if I did I still have another life. I would have been okay."

M/N looked up at Tubbo, his eyes were glossy but he had a small smile on his face. "Still, I started to fix you up, so let me finish." Tubbo let out a small laugh and lifted his chin, allowing M/N to put the bandage on his neck.

M/N looked out his window and saw how dark the clouds began to look in the night sky. "You should probably start to head home now, it looks like it might rain." Tubbo looked out of the window and nodded. The two stood up and M/N led him to the door, opening it up for him and allowing him to step out into the night. "Hey Tubbo?" M/N called out and the boy turned around. "Thank you... for saying that it wasn't my fault, I really needed to hear that."

Tubbo smiled. "You're welcome." M/N walked up to him and gave him one last hug for the night.

"Stay safe okay?"

"Okay, I will."

The two separated and M/N walked back to his house, glancing at Tubbo one last time as he walked further and further down the path. He closed the door to his house and his smile dropped, he walked over to his chest and opened one, pulling out a glowing netherite chest plate. He stared at his reflection for a moment before putting on the chest plate as well as other pieces of armor. M/N grabbed a cloak that was hanging by his bed and put it on, it hid most of the armor as well as the sword that was at his side. He placed his bow on his back and thunder crashed making him look out to his window. It had already started to rain.

M/N walked out of his house and over to his horse that was shaking its head every time too much water would get on (his/her) face. He untied the lead from the horse's reins and hopped on their back. "Come on, H/N, let's go find Tommy and Wilbur."

The two traveled down the path all the way back to the podium where Tommy and Wilbur were declared banished from L'manburg and were shoved out. "Where did you two go." M/N mumbled. M/N pulled the reins making the H/N turn in the direction where he saw them run. "Hiya!" M/N lightly squeezed the sides of H/N making the horse gallop into the woods. The further that M/N got into the woods the denser the trees got, making it nearly impossible to even walk with his horse. M/N pulled out a lead and tied them to a tree making sure to surround the horse in a bit of cobblestone, just as a safety precaution.

He continued the journey on foot, occasionally looking down at the mud to see if he could see any footprints. As he continued walking he saw a small clearing in the woods. Someone was here. He could see the faint outline of the freshly blown out torches. He saw light coming from behind him but before he could turn around a voice spoke. M/N whipped his head around to see Wilbur and Tommy standing in front of him. "M/N?" Wilbur questions upon seeing the boy. "How did you-?" M/N cut him off by running past him and engulfing Tommy in a hug.

"Oh my god, Tommy are you alright?" M/N stopped hugging Tommy but both of his hands were still on his shoulders. "I'm fine, M/N, but how did you find us?"

"I just took off in a straight line from where you two ran." He said with a small laugh. Wilbur cleared his throat, "So I see you only came here to see Tommy?"

M/N let go of Tommy and hugged Wilbur. "No, I just care about him more."

"It's nice to see you again, M/N."

The sound of thunder and lightning flashed in the sky making the three turn their attention to the rain, which was coming down heavier by the minute. "Let's go inside, before the rain comes down even more." Wilbur suggested. The 3 walked into the small dirt shack, Tommy and M/N sitting on the bed and Wilbur leaning against the crafting table.

"Nice little shack you got here." M/N said jokingly

"Hey! Just because Pogtopia is small, doesn't mean that we aren't a great nation."

"Pogtopia?"

"That's what Tommy wanted to name this, he said it was another name for L'manburg, speaking of, what's going on there?"

M/N put his head in his hands, lightly tugging at his hair. "Schlatt has been in power for not even 24 hours and everything has gone to shit, he claims himself to be the emperor, Quackity and George are his vice presidents, Tubbo-" M/N sighs. "Tubbo is his right hand. He can't do or say anything with that asshole's approval!"

Tommy and Wilbur looked at each other with sorrowful eyes. M/N hands drop, his arms resting on his legs. "Tonight... before I came here, Schlatt he-he tried to kill Tubbo."

"What?! Why? Is Tubbo okay?" Tommy questioned raising his voice in distress.

"Tubbo is fine, his neck is cut up a little, that's all."

"What made Schlatt want to kill Tubbo?" Wilbur asked softly.

"He wanted me to be his commanding officer and command his troops as we quote expand this great country. If I didn't say yes, he would've had Tubbo killed with no hesitation, I couldn't let that happen."

Tommy hugged M/N who hugged him back trying not to let the stress tears fall. "It's going to be okay M/N, we'll be okay, we'll get L'manburg back."

M/N let go of Tommy, though his hands still rested on his shoulders. "Tommy, Schlatt changed the name, it's no longer L'manburg, it's Manburg. He said that this country doesn't take L's. Wilbur, he said that it was a reoccurring theme with the last president."

"What? He-he can't do that Wil, can he?"

"He is the elected emperor, technically speaking, yes."

"And what you're just gonna let Schlatt take your name and rake it through the mud?!"

"My name had been through enough-"

"Well I don't have your name and we don't have any time to waste so if you just let me-" Wilbur was the one to cut Tommy off this time.

"No we won't do that, end of discussion.'

The shack went silent for a moment before Wilbur spoke with a small sigh.

"The rain stopped, I think it would be best for you to start heading back M/N before the sun comes up and people get suspicious." M/N nodded and stood up. "I'll walk you out." Tommy said with a small smile.

The two boys walked out of the shack. The smell of rain was still in the air and in the silence you could hear water dripping from the leaves on the trees.

"I'm sorry about what just happened its just-" Tommy was cut off by M/N placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Tommy, It's okay, you both are under a lot of stress and I understand that fights can break out in stressful moments." M/N had a small smile on his face that warmed Tommy's heart.

M/N's hand retracted from Tommy's shoulder and back to his side, M/N went to walk away but Tommy grabbed his wrist.

"Wait!" The two looked at each other for a moment, Tommy fiddled with the hem of his shirt, his hand still wrapped around M/N's wrist.

"Can-Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead." M/N turned around to face Tommy, whose hand never left M/N's wrist, it wasn't a tight grip but it was comfortable enough that they didn't feel the need to immediately move away.

"I-" he paused for a moment trying to form the right sentence. "The reason why me and Wil got into the fight was because, I want to try and get Technoblade on our side."

M/N was stunned for a moment "The Technoblade? You want him, to help us?" Tommy nodded.

"Do you think he'll do it?" Tommy shrugged. "He's a strong fighter and a great strategist, he could be what we need to help beat Schlatt!" A smile grew on Tommy's face as he spoke.

"I'm assuming Wilbur doesn't like the idea of getting the blade to help?"

"They have beef from the past so I think he's hesitant."

"Tommy, I trust your judgment, if you can convince Technoblade, to be on our side, I'll stand by your decision."

"Seriously?!" M/N nodded. "Yes! I won't let you down M/N! I'll convince him!" Tommy had a huge grin on his face and pulled M/N into another hug, which he reciprocated.

"I have to get back Tommy, I do need sleep for whatever the hell happens tomorrow." M/N said with a light laugh, pulling away from Tommy.

"Alright, get some sleep, I'll see ya later M/N!"

M/N walked away, waving to Tommy until he reached the forest.

"Bye Tommy, and good luck." M/N said softly as he turned around, pulling his hood up and walking deeper into the forest.

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Wow! First writing done! I hope you all liked it if you got this far, if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes feel free to comment them, I am open to constructive criticism as I do want to improve my writing.

Word Count: 3195

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k1ng0fn0b0dy · 2 years

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💜 DAY 3 OF MONSTER WEEK — DRAGON TOMMY

[900+ words]

[Gender-neutral]

Description: IN THE FREAKING TITLE. Tommy gets bullied, you help, forced bonding and also pure laziness, all under the cut *jazz hands*!

[Read the rest under the cut]

Things like dragons are widely considered myths, figments of our imagination with room for creative liberty when it comes to details. There are some people, though few and far between, who still believe in them, to an almost feverish degree.

You, like most, are not one of them. You've lived your entire life believing what's right in front of you, not feeling a need to search for some mystical deeper meaning. If it existed, you'd find proof eventually; if it didn't, you didn't care much to begin with.

It was a very flexible worldview. Maybe your open-mindedness for anything, this proof-begets-belief ideal, is why you've found yourself in this situation.

You were on your way to work, walking since you lived fairly close to your veterinary office when you came across of group of young school boys poking roughly at a tiny hissing animal. It looked sickly, bruises and leaves scattered over it and your heart instantly broke seeing its horrible state.

"Hey! Get away from that poor animal!" The second you started yelling, the kids scattered like the mice in the Ratatouille kitchen scene. You were going to chase after them, scold them maybe, when the animal's pitiful crying caught your attention. "Oh, you poor thing."

It cries out in pain when you try, as carefully as you could, to pick it up. You try to comfort it as much as you can, hurrying on your short walk to your office.

Now that you could see it better, it was less like a cat and more like an odd reptile. It felt around the same size as a young kitten but it was scaly, though from far away it seemed more like wet fur, with most of the scales being very, very loose as if someone had tried prying them all away from before it could properly molt.

You cooed at it, trying to one-handed open the doors to your clinic without disturbing the animal too much. "You're okay, bud. We're going to get you all fixed up." It mewled weakly, its tongue flicked at you slowly. "You are very brave right now. The bravest."

You kept very soft-spoken as you disinfected its numerous wounds. It was a very well-behaved animal as if it knew you were only trying to help it. You managed to even wipe most of the dirt off its very beautiful, very leathery texture, and vibrant yellow scaling.

It stretched itself out, curling into a very tightly-wound circle afterward. You took a few minutes to relax after that, knowing things would probably get far less exciting for the rest of the day.

{《☆》}

You were very wrong. The animal has left to leave your side even once, while simultaneously being very rude to all the other animals you've tried to take care of. You've had to close your clinic for the last two days because it almost attacked a very fearless chihuahua.

It wasn't horrible though. it was very cuddly, freely purring every time you pat its scaly back. In fact, it actively sought out contact, very pleased every time you played along.

Things had to change though. You needed to work and you knew you couldn't do that with a mysterious and aggressive animal draping itself over your shoulder at all times.

Surprisingly, you didn't have to be the one to change anything, change very rapidly found you.

{《☆》}

So, there was a strange man in your kitchen. You had woken up in the middle of the night to very loud banging and what sounded like a glass breaking. Looking around now, you could spot the broken handle of your favourite coffee mug.

"Y/N!," The blond intruder chirped happily. He dropped the corpse of your mug in the sink, "I have a human form finally! Look how tall I am!"

Finally breaking out of your shock, you started screaming. Very, very loudly.

Tommy, the blond intruder, managed to explain the entire story to you after surviving a very long 10-minute screaming session, a pair of policemen at your door asking far too many questions, and a mailman. According to him, he was a dragon who had been chased by poachers looking for his scales for some reason, when he had finally escaped the group of schoolboys had started poking at him and only made him weaker.

Apparently, he had siphoned off some of your energy every day, using your pets as a way to steal energy and in the process creating a bond between them that allowed him to take human form. You're still pretty iffy on the details and very much unsure how any of this works but after Tommy proves his story by shifting back into a dragon, you officially had to accept that you were bonded, whatever that meant, to a dragon.

Yay?

"So what now?" You asked because usually in stories, this would be where the call to action is. He would tell you about some evil organization or those dragon poachers would show up and you'd have to accept the mantle of being a hero. Except life isn't a story (wow, meta).

Tommy shrugs, "I'm not sure. I didn't really think I would make it this far into explaining."

"Can I just, go back to my job? Do I have to hide you until the bond goes away?" Tommy laughs at your questions. When you don't laugh with him, he gets far more awkward.

"About that," He rubs at his neck, "it's kinda permanent."

"…"

You lost another two mugs. Tommy has a far greater fear of you though, which helps keep him in check at the clinic.

{《☆》}

[I just wrote this all like 20 minutes ago, if this is bad then sucks to suck I refuse to rewrite this. (Ask again after I've had coffee)]

[Anyways, take care of yourself, drink water, touch some grass, love youuu!]

[L0v3, k1ng]

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tommyinnit122 · 7 days

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Fandoms you CAN request!!

Hazbin hotel (with this u will be dmed)

Qsmp (I might not know much)

Mcyt (not wilbur, dteam, punz, etc)

Helluva boss (dmed for this)

Walten files

Fnaf

South park

X readers

Happy tree friends (very limited)

Youtubers (markiplier, matpat, etc)

#tommyinnit x male reader #quackity x male reader #art #happy tree friends #helluva boss #hazbin hotel #qsmp #south park #walten files #fnaf

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skeleton-bees · 1 year

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY QUACKITY I HOPE HE HAS THE BEST DAY EVER (also out there gettin old/j) OKAY ANYWAY WE KNOW THE DRILL PICTURES

quackity pictures to make everyone smile on this special day

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modelbus · 2 years

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Hiii! May I request a romantic Tommyinnit x (male! if possible, but if not that's fine too!) reader where the reader is also a vlogger visiting NY.

Basically, one of Tommy's tasks is to find another vlogger and he comes across the reader who is filming a travel vlog? - Anon2

Absolutely! It's a little short, but I made up for it with a bit of a flirty reader :D

Pairing: CC!Tommyinnit x Male!Reader

Viral Vlogger

Out of the many places you've been, New York City has to be among the busiest. Between the cars and people, a constant headache thrummed alongside the anxiety that came with traveling. The locals must be able to see some pattern that you can’t, hence why you escaped to a random park.

While being a vlogger, you’ve discovered a few important things. People look at you a little less weirdly if you call your vlog a movie, traveling alone is recipe for disaster, and parks are the best place to escape to. As long as the park wasn’t famous, that is.

Most tourists flocked to the more popular places, leaving the little parks behind. The locals, on the other hand, knew all the hidden gems and tended to find respite in the parks just like you did. Some of the best conversations you’ve ever had happened because you decided to hide in a park.

“Lighting here should be good enough.” You mumble to yourself.

Your cameraman and best friend was meeting with family, leaving you to record by yourself for the day. Normally you two were like the setup for a bad joke: two guys, a camera, and the sights of the world.

Holding out the camera, you do a little spin around to show off the park. “I know what you’re thinking. He’s done it again! He’s found another park! And yes, yes I have. Do I look like a city boy? Hell no. I’m hoping to be able to speak with some cool people today, get some insight on what really goes on in this city. As much as I love the sights of broadway and famous landmarks, this city is more than its looks. It’s the people. And you guys just love when I embarrass myself in front of people, so there’s also that.”

You laugh, glancing around to try and find someone who’s close and looks friendly.

“Excuse me?” The voice comes from behind you, making you jump. “Are you a vlogger?”

Turning, you find another guy with a camera pointed at you. He’s wearing a shit-eating grin. Looks like you have competition, huh?

“No, I just carry around this camera for fun.” You deadpan.

“Oh. Uh-“

“Yes, I’m a vlogger.”

“Aha! There can only be one vlogger around these parts, and that’s me!”

He’s British, something you missed the first times he spoke. With the newfound information that he’s both British and a vlogger, you take a closer look at him. Despite having weirdly blue eyes and nearly golden-blond hair, his defining feature has to be his smile.

“Who even are you?" You ask, going along with whatever joke he's playing.

With a fake gasp, he screams, "YOU BASTARD! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU?! I AM THE TOM SIMONS!"

Listen, you'd say you're pretty well versed in most of the travel vloggers out there. That being said, you've never heard of Tom Simons.

"Well, Tom Simons, I'm-"

"You're loser boy." He interrupts. "And I'm the king vlogger."

"Okay, if anyone here is the loser boy it's you."

"I AM A MAN!"

"There's no way you're older than nineteen."

His mouth opens and closes, and you know you've got him.

"I think I'll be taking your crown, child."

"Hey! You aren't older than nineteen either, you fucking bitch!"

"No, but I'm cooler."

For a second his angry expression drops to reveal a glimpse of a smile before it's back on. With a little bit of surprise, you realize you're enjoying messing around with him.

"And I'm hotter." He responds, fanning himself.

You literally cannot dispute that, seeing as you just called yourself cool. There's no way you're letting him win this now though. Not after you've gotten yourself invested.

"Maybe cuter."

Well, fuck. While it was a response, it wasn't the one that was meant to come out of your mouth. Flirting, really?

He's flushes red, turning away from you to face the camera. "Average Tom Simons viewer, am I right guys?"

The girl holding the camera covers her mouth to stop her laughter from being picked up by the mic. Tom turns back to you, a slightly different smile on now.

"So, you're vlogging New York City?"

"Yeah, I'm a travel vlogger." You answer.

"That's sick!" Maybe he wasn't a travel vlogger. That'd certainly explain why you'd never heard of him. "How long have you been here for?"

"A few days. You?"

"A whole ass week. I'm pretty much an expert now."

"Really? You should show me the best places around then, expert Tom Simons."

Flirting, but this time with a bit more tact. While you certainly hadn't come to NYC looking for love, you didn't mind possibly finding one. You were already crushing on him just from the fifteen minutes you've spent joking around!

"I will then, loser boy."

"Loser is one letter away from lover, you know."

Tom sputters before crossing his arms. He really never backed down.

"Fine then, lover boy. That was fucking cringe as shit. Fuck that. Let's just go explore the city together and have a whirlwind romance so I can forget you tomorrow."

You laugh, tucking your camera away. "Deal."

The next morning, you wake up with a text from a new contact in your phone. Guess he didn't forget you in a day after all.

One new message from Tom the NYC expert

#tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x you #tommyinnit #mcyt #tommyinnit mcyt #tommy mcyt #male reader #mcyt imagine

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dsmp-problematic · 4 days

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Wilbur Soot however is way different. Wilbur Soot is a YouTuber and singer, he is a part of a band called Lovejoy he also does some of his own music. In early 2024 Shelby Grace better known on YouTube as the handle Shubble is a famous twitch streamer and YouTuber. In 2024 Grace had stated that a famous ex boyfriend of her has abused and mistreated her, claiming that the ex had bitten her and when Grace asked him to stop he did not. Not naming Soot’s name everyone on twitter was quick to say it was him. Soot claimed he thought it was playful. Grace said it was never playful and they had a safe word, but it was never used which made Grace uncomfortable and Soot would even laugh and show his friends the marks joking about how it made look like Soot had abused the streamer. Soot on twitter then came out with a poor apology. If you want to call it that, Soot never apologized to Grace, everyone including formal friends of Soot said they were disgusted by his actions. Aimee (her second unknown) Better known as Aimsey a formal friend of Soot stated 'it's not drama it's a crime it's abuse' Which was a more famous reply but many streamers and ex-friends had issues with Soot. A clip was resurfaced of Soot and the female twitch streamer Nikita 'Nihachu' Sembowsk. A famous twitch streamer, mostly known for being good friends with Soot. A clip from 2020 of Sembowsk saying 'he (Soot) likes to bite me sometimes, he's like a dog' Sembowsk laughed. After all of this information Grace made Sembowsk stated in a post on her twitter talking about how she was barely 18 when she met the 23 Soot. Sembowsk wasn't aware of what his actions can do. She admitted she was disappointed and disgusted and how she was bit a lot by Soot. Another and finally clip of Soot with Thomas Simons, Were he bit Simons on the finger and Simons stated 'ow that hurt Wilbur actually bit me!' Clearly in pain. LoveJoy (The band in which Wilbur Soot is in) Has stated ' Lovejoy has announced no plans to expel Wilbur nor disband. In fact, they're still set for a future in the music industry. They wrote: "We hope to keep you updated on this in the coming months and look forward to bringing you a more positive announcement in the future."'

This is nothing compared to what Soot has done but he had said an offensive transphobic slur on a live stream and later apologised stated he didn't know what the slur meant

NEWSLINES ON SOOT.

SCREENSHOT OF SOOT'S APOLOGY TOWARDS GRACE.

DREAM'S RESPONSE TO SOOT'S APOLOGY

Purpled another DSMP member response to Soot's apology

Seapeakey a long time youtuber of gaming. He had featured a few times in dsmp and other videos featuring soot. This was his response.

Aimsey's response was the most known because of how honest and how good of an response it was.

Sneegsnag, popular for reacting to crime videos on twitch.tv had responsed since he had known Soot beforehand.

Another popular twitch streamer who had been apart of the DSMP.

BoomerNA is not as big of a twitch streamer but is known for being in the DSMP

OTHER RESPONSES

Sembowsk didn't reply to the tweet but instead posted a normal tweet not a reply tweet. She also responsed on a alt twitter account of hers.

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ultimatelytired · 2 years

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Ocean

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Fandom: MCYT Pairing: SBI Family x Brother!Orca!Reader Pronouns: He/Him Relationship: Familial Occupation: Pirate Captain Ability: Orca Hybrid

The character is that of a orca hybrid, allowing them to have traits of a orca. They have abnormal strength and speed with keen senses of hearing and sight, making their eyes and ears almost sensitive to anything. They are also granted with an abnormal height and the gift to shapeshift from a human/normal form to a more monstrous form. Both in and out of their full form, they are granted excellent swimming abilities.

Keys:

[M/N]: Male Name [S/C]: Skin Color [H/C]: Hair Color [E/C]: Eye Color [U/N]: Username

Warnings: vulgar language, violence.

got this idea after reading this story by @sunflowerdaisybee of their SBI x sibling!reader, go check out their story because I liked it very much.

might make a part two, might not.

that is all.

“Full bore into the abyss!”

“Are you mad?!”

The captain of the ship that was sailing through a terrible storm let out a wild laugh as thunder boomed and lightning crashed from behind him, his crewmembers were hurrying themselves across the deck to prevent the ship from possibly capsizing from the terrible weather all because their captain was just too damn stubborn to go around the storm and instead went through it. This group of individuals was not your average group of ruffians, this was a group of pirates that was overrun with ocean type hybrids! Not a single one was a human, and the captain of this pirate crew was an orca.

The Killer Whale: [M/N]! This individual was wanted throughout the entire ocean for his countless crimes against the laws of the sea. Piracy, smuggling, arson, murder, impersonating an officer, sailing under false colors, kidnapping, looting, brigandage, pilfering, depravity, depredation, general lawlessness, and those are the few that he can remember. He was the reckless kind that would not hesitate to take matters into his own hands to get the results that he wants or needed, but he was also smart enough to know not to do anything too foolish. His crew was always his number one priority before anything else, he thought of them as another family; one that he had not left behind to live the life he wanted on the ocean.

This man was crazy and he just loved the ocean, it always made him feel free, he wondered if this is how his father felt whenever he would fly in the sky away from the ground. That’s why he loved the thrill of sailing through storms, that thrill of the waves crashing against his beloved ship, it always got his blood pumping whenever the rain poured down on him and that slightly fear of their ship not making it through made it all the more exciting. This man was an orca hybrid, a more than enough reason as to why people dubbed him the Killer Whale, but that’s beside the point. [M/N] was constantly in his full orca form. In his human form, he is about 7″2ft; his half human/half orca is about 8″0ft; his full form is 8″8ft, so this man is already gigantic from the beginning.

“Hah!” turning towards the crewmate that shouted at him, he gave them a toothy grin as his hold on the wheel tightened so he wouldn’t lose the ship to the ocean waves “You afraid to get wet?” a few other crewmates groan, when he spoke like that, there was no talking sense into their captain. He laughed once more at the state of his crew as soon as they were out of the storm, they were all exhausted from their battle against mother nature and had practically passed out on the deck as soon as they hit clear waters and skies.

“Captain... can we please rest now?” he huffed, running a hand over the smooth skin of his head and nodded.

“Well, alright. We’ve done enough sailing, why don’t you drop the anchor so we can rest up tonight?” he rolled his eyes at the sound of loud cheering “You bunch of sea guppies, we’re all creatures of the sea! What’s there to be afraid of is we do capsize?”

“We lose all the treasure we accumulated over our countless adventures.” this caused [M/N] to pause, looking up in thought before nodding his head.

“Heh, now that’s a good reason, matey.” he laced his fingers together, cracking them over his head as he turned on his heels and started making his way to his quarters, passing by his vice-captain to give him some orders “You’re in charge while I go rest up myself, call me if anything happens.”

“Yes captain.” he clicked his tongue with winking before finally leaving, he let out a sigh while stretching his arms then collapsed onto his chair in front of his desk. He then kicks his feet onto the said desk while popping the cork of a bottle of wine and taking a couple swigs from the alcoholic beverage, he hums to himself as the liquid ran down his throat while some slipped between his lips and ran down his jaw. Licking his lips, he sniffles to himself as he looked around his personal room and smirked to himself, never in a million years would he have thought he would make a name as infamous as his own.

“I really should pay the old man a visit.” he leans back once more, an arm hanging back as he takes another swig of the wine before pausing while letting out a hum at the sound of a bird.

*CAW*

“Hmm?” pulling his head up, he raised a brow at the sight of a crow landing on his foot “Now what’s a bird-like yourself doing out in the middle of the ocean with nowhere to land for miles?” he lifts his leg slightly and there he saw a letter of sorts strapped to its leg, his face lit up as he moved his leg so that it was closer to towards him so that the crow could perch itself on his hand. He set the bottle of wine down to caress the side of its head, humming softly when it leaned into the affectionate gesture. He soon removed the letter off of its leg and then proceeded to move it so that it was perched on his shoulder, with that, he opened the letter and read through the contents.

"Dear [M/N],

It’s been a long time, hasn't it? I won't take up too much of your time since you're probably very busy, being the captain of an infamous pirate crew, so I'll make this quick.

You left the house at a rather young age so you probably haven't met your brothers. That's right, you have three younger siblings! Adoptive, I know, though one of them actually is my biological son while the other two I picked up just like you.

I thought that if you're near the SMP, you could swing by and I could introduce you to them. I mentioned that they had an elder brother that was a pirate and they were more than excited to meet you. I hope you could meet them as well, but I won't pressure you to stop your adventures to meet them.

I'll see you when I see you.

Yours truly, Philza."

“Hmph, it’s almost as if he’s reading my mind.” he muttered to himself but ultimately felt excited after reading the letter, brothers? Philza picked up more kids and dubbed them his sons, now that was exciting to hear after a few months of no letters. He opens a drawer and drops the letter into the half-full drawer of letters from his father, he closes it then pulls out a blank paper, a quill and some ink to write his response. He reads it over before nodding his head and closing it, sealing it in an envelope then wax sealing it with a symbol of his pirate crew “Make sure this letter gets back to my dad, I’m counting on you.” he snickers softly when the crow salutes before flying off.

‘Brothers, huh? I wonder what they’re like.’ he thinks back to his childhood with Philza and laughs to himself, he remembered how much of a handful he was for the already old man. He always loved being near the ocean, whether it be because he’s an oceanic hybrid or not, it was always so refreshing to be in the water than out of it. Philza wasn’t that big of a fan because of his wings so to compromise, he would pick him up and fly to a good enough height then drop him from a said height into the water for a big splash. Thinking back to his childhood brought a smile to his lips, he nods his head and stands to his feet and makes his way to the main deck where his crewmembers were casually talking while doing their assigned chores.

“Hear me, men!” he shouts, this caused them all to look over at him, raising a brow when they saw the bright smile on his face “Tomorrow, we set sail for the SMP! I have a certain someone waiting to see his son.” they all share glances at each other after the short announcement.

“We’re heading to land?”

“Then that means...”

“Party time!” he laughs at the conclusion, that was true. Whenever they did visit any island, that would always mean they head to the closest tavern to party for the rest of their stay there and relax until [M/N] decided they leave. He shook his head when they immediately raised the anchor while their navigator took to the wheel so they could head to the SMP ASAP, well, at least they weren’t wasting any time.

[with the sbi family]

“Dear old man,

It sure has been a long time, so imagine my surprise after you blessed me with the news of me having brothers. I’m very excited to meet the boys you have failed to mention in the previous letters, were you planning on surprising me or did you forget?

You must be getting really old if you did forget, and you wonder why I call you old man, old man. That’s beside the point, I’d be more than happy to drop everything just to see you and my new brothers. Don’t ever think that you’re giving me trouble just for a visit, I’ve been meaning to visit you anyways.

I don’t know exactly when I’ll arrive at the SMP, but knowing my crew, they’ll make it a top priority just to get to an island to relax after weeks of being on the ocean waters. We’ll be docked at the same place we always stay at whenever we come to visit.

See you soon.

Your favorite son, [M/N].”

“Pft, bold of him to assume he’s my favorite.” he muttered under his breath after reading the reply from his eldest son, his crow returned from [M/N] with a satisfied look on its face. Philza was excited to see the response and was thrilled when he read that [M/N] was quite literally dropping everything just to meet the brothers he had mentioned in the letter. Speaking of which, he hadn’t meant to mention [M/N] around his three sons, it was an accidental slip of the tongue and the three boys demanded to meet [M/N].

“Was that from the pirate?” Technoblade, the now second eldest who was a piglin hybrid, asked him as he rested his arms on the armrest while his head laid on top of his arms “Did he say he was coming?” Philza chuckled softly as he nodded his head, raising his hand to rest on top of his head.

“It was, and his name is [M/N].”

[M/N]: his eldest son that he accidentally picked up when he was sailing through a storm because god forbid he fly through it. The young orca was a stowaway in a crate of food that was likely abandoned or lost by his own family, so with nowhere to call home, he took the young calf as his own and raised him to the man he is today.

Wilbur: the second and biological son to Philza, a human child that bared more of a resemblance to his mother, the love of Philza’s life Kristin (Samsung Fridge) who’s love for music and theatre. Though he was quiet on certain occasions, the older man adored his son for bringing back the boisterous atmosphere after his eldest son left the home.

Technoblade: the third son, he found this young piglin hybrid alone in the nether with nothing more than the clothes on his back. He was probably the same age as Wilbur, he also thought Wilbur could use a brother since his eldest was gone and Wilbur looked lonely. Making sure that Technoblade wasn’t missing or anything, he brought the young boy home and raised him alongside his other son.

Tommy: his fourth and youngest son was randomly dropped off in front of his home with no letter or any sign left of the boy’s parents, but it was startling how similar this young child shared an appearance like himself. He probably wouldn’t have brought Tommy if it weren’t for the fact that both Wilbur and Technoblade were excited to get a younger sibling, so he thought, why the hell not and closed the door behind him with Tommy in his arms.

“When is he going to get here, dad?” Wilbur asked, popping his head beside Technoblade.

“He isn’t coming directly to the house, so we’re going to him at the dock.” he let out an oof when Tommy threw himself onto Philza’s lap, a bright look on his face as he stared up at his father.

“So we’re going to see his ship? A real pirate ship?”

“That’s right, if you’re good enough, he might just let you aboard.” he chuckled when all three of them let out cheers of excitement, but himself was just as excited as his sons to see [M/N] again. How long has it been exactly since he last saw [M/N]? Several years, perhaps? He was seven when he first picked him up and he raised him to about seventeen years old before he left, Wilbur was born three years later and he’s currently eight... eleven years? That sounds about right.

“How old is he now, dad?” Wilbur asked.

“Hmm, if I do the math right, he should be about... twenty-eight?” Tommy makes a face.

“Old.” Technoblade and Wilbur snort, Philza just chuckled with a shake of his head and decided to tell them all the stories of the infamous pirate Killer Whale and all his adventures across the sea. When he finally got the letter that [M/N] arrived at the SMP and decided that he and his crew were staying for a couple days up to a week, he informed his youngest three and watching them scurry around to get ready was one of the funniest things to see.

“Is he as scary as you made him out to be?” Tommy asked.

“Well, I say it’s like a character he has to play. He’s known as a ruthless killer of the sea, but he’s actually quite a big softy. Hah, he would often play with other sea life whenever we would go out swimming and sometimes he would cry at the sight of turtles being harassed by zombies. He gets very embarrassed whenever I bring it up.”

“Will he like us?” Technoblade asks “He’s twenty years older than us, don’t you think he’ll find it odd to have brothers that’s two decades younger than him?” Philza just shook his head.

“Not really. Family is family in his eyes. He told me that his ragtag crew of pirates are the family he couldn’t bring with him when he started his adventure. They range from a variety of different ages, different species, you name it! Whether you’re children or not, he’ll still consider you his brothers.” he was relieved when that was enough to reassure Technoblade, to which the young boy nodded his head as he reached forward to take Philza’s hand, Wilbur noticed this and took his other hand whilst Tommy sat a top the shoulders of their father.

“Hurry up dad, I really want to meet him!” Tommy shouted, he laughs to himself when he was then being dragged to the docks by Wilbur and Technoblade, who were just as enthusiastic as their youngest brother. They now stood in front of tavern that was bustling with noises that ranged from shouting, screaming and singing...? Can that noise really be considered singing? Philza takes a deep breath and goes to enter but quickly stepped to the side, pulling his sons with him, when a barrel flew through the doors and crashed into the wall behind them.

...

“I’m having second thoughts.” Technoblade says after hearing loud cheering come from inside the tavern after the barrel came flying through the doors.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I promise, he’ll tone it down when he sees you guys.” he put Tommy down and made sure he was close to his brothers, he takes a deep breath as he approached the doors before finally pushing them open and entering the tavern. Technoblade, Wilbur and Tommy held onto the end of Philza’s haori and they were all blown away that the tavern was filled to the brim of oceanic hybrids that were partying like there was no tomorrow. They paid the family no mind as they continued to sing sea shanties while cheering on the two big hybrids that were drinking ale from barrels.

“Chug, chug, chug, chug!” the crew chanted wildly, one of the two collapsed to the ground, the barrel spilling ale everywhere for they weren’t able to finish it. The latter continued to drink and when he finished he let out a loud breath then slammed the now empty barrel to the ground before letting out a loud cheer, throwing his fist in the air with a wide grin.

“You’re a few years too early to challenge I to a drink off, mate.”

“That’s the captain for you!”

“Him and that bottomless stomach of his!” [M/N] gave a toothy grin, snickering to himself when his vice captain came up to him and wrapped their arm around his shoulder, he goes to continue to drink but was stopped at the call of his name.

“[M/N]!” he turned his head and his eyes widened slightly at the sight of the blonde man, Philza flinched slightly when all eyes were on him and was having second thoughts, he soon let out a grunt when [M/N] came rushing over to him with his arms wide open.

“Dad!” he exclaimed before kneeling down to wrap his arms around Philza and bringing him into a hug, his dorsal fin and fluke wagging as he embraced his father after so long “It’s so nice to finally see you after all these years!” he adds as he pulls away but still had a hold on him, snickering softly when Philza’s feet couldn’t touch the ground.

“It’s good to see you too, [M/N]. I missed you.” [M/N]’s fluke tail continued to wag, a few of [M/N]’s crewmates whistle at the sight.

“Wow, so that’s the man that raised captain [M/N]?”

“He really is a bird hybrid?”

“Is he a crow?”

“I’ve never seen a bird hybrid up close.” the blonde man started patting [M/N] on the shoulder to gain his attention and when he got it, he gave him a nervous smile.

“There’s still a few people I need you to meet.” at that, his face lit up once more and he moved Philza to the side and there he saw the three children that had to be his brothers. The tallest of the three had short pink hair that looked like it was growing with skin that was a lighter shade of pink than his hair, a paper crown sat a top his head as he wore a simple white button up, trousers and boots. The second was a boy with curly brown hair and matching brown eyes, he wore a bright yellow sweater with blue jeans and shoes. The smallest of the three had bright blonde hair that matched his-- their father along with the blue eyes, he wore a simple white shirt with red sleeves, shorts and sho-- wait a damn minute, where are his shoes? “[M/N], these are the brothers I mentioned in the letter. Meet Wilbur, Technoblade and Tommy. Boys, meet [M/N].” said man hurriedly put Philza down and gave the three young children and friendly smile.

“Hello, it’s great to finally meet you three. I hope we can get along.” [M/N] felt a bead of sweat roll down his cheek when the three only stared up at him in silence, then Tommy burst into tears “Wha-- what?” he paled, ignoring the way his crew were laughing as he tried to comfort the crying boy.

“Wow, you made them cry.”

“Some brother you are.”

“So scary.” his crew booked a private room so that Philza can usher the boys in to calm them down, to which the older two stood in the hallway, though, Philza was looking down at [M/N] as he was hunched over in a corner and drawing circles into the ground.

“Am I really that scary?” this question got him a smack across the head.

“You’re literally a killer whale, [M/N]. You’re huge with an intimidating aura surrounding you.” this caused him to continue sulking “If you don’t want to scare them, especially Tommy, why don’t you look like a human?” this caused [M/N] to flinch at the suggestion.

“Human?” he stood up and looked into his reflection through the mirror and pulled a face, placing a hand on his cheek “I don’t remember the last time I adorned the appearance of a human, my whole pirating life revolved around me being an orca.” Philza shrugged as he looked into the mirror with him.

“Well, it’s either that or you live with them fearing you.”

“Now that’s just mean.” he shrugs.

“But you and I both know that it’s true.” [M/N] exhaled through his noses and looked at his reflection once more, dangit. Wilbur and Technoblade were whispering sweet nothings into Tommy’s ear to soothe him, to which he had calmed down from his crying.

“I didn’t expect him to be that big.”

“I didn’t expect Tommy to cry.” Wilbur then looked down at him “Didn’t you say that you were a big man, Tommy?” the five year old only sniffled.

“I am a b-big man!” they all flinch, to which Tommy let out a yelp, when there was a knock at the door. They relaxed when they saw that it was only their father, however, he was briefly talking to someone from behind the door before shuffling inside.

“Come on, don’t be getting shy now.”

“I feel weird.” it was [M/N]’s voice, but it sounded different compared to earlier. Philza waved his hand and so [M/N]’s let out a sigh and finally entered the room, causing the three children to stare in slightly shock at his different appearance. Instead of the body of an orca with legs, [M/N] now looked completely human with pale skin and black markings where an orca’s skin was black. He still had an abnormal height but at least it wasn’t overwhelming like before, he had short messy [H/C] hair with deep [E/C] eyes. The clothes he wore looked a little looser and baggy compared to when he was an orca, I guess that was because his muscles were more apparent when he was an animal. As a human, he also had many tattoos of islands that he must have visited along with a few flowers, feathers and a compass, his ears were pierced as well and he had a black crow feather hanging along the side of his face from his hair “There, you happy?” he said as he looked at his father, placing his hands on his hips while leaning his weight onto his foot.

“Very, you look just as handsome as the day you left.” this comment raise heat to rush to his pale skin, Philza then clapped his hands as he looked at the other three children “Boys, this is [M/N]’s human form, I hope it’s less scary.”

“You’re making me look bad.” [M/N] nervously rubbed the back of his neck as his eyes averted from the three small children, he takes a deep breath before approaching them and kneeling down, making sure he didn’t get too close so they wouldn’t feel uncomfortable “I’m sorry if I’ve made you three nervous, I didn’t mean to. I haven’t exactly interacted with young children in a long time, but I really want to make this work because this is the first time I’ve had brothers this young before. I’ll stay like this to make sure you guys are comfortable around me, how does that sound?” he believed that Wilbur and Technoblade could handle it, but he was more worried about Tommy, the poor boy cried on sight. He waited nervously and eagerly for his response, swallow thickly as the blonde boy peered over the shoulders of his older brothers shielding him from the stranger.

“... did those hurt?” was the first thing Tommy said, [M/N] didn’t understand the question until he noticed where Tommy was looking, he glanced down while raising his hand and saw that he was staring at the few scars along his chest that were peeking from under his shirt.

“Huh? These? Psh, with the adrenaline pumping, it barely hurt. What hurt was getting the damned thing all stitched up.” he then raised his arm “Wanna see the scar I got after getting harpooned?” Philza stood in the background, a happy smile gracing his lips that [M/N] managed to get the boys to settle down and marvel at works of art all over his body along with the scars left behind the countless battles he’s had over the years. It made him happy that, despite the initial introduction, Tommy now sat snug in his lap while Wilbur and Technoblade sat beside him as he pointed at each of his tattoos and the meanings behind them.

‘I’m glad they’re getting along, I guess I was worried for nothing.’

Headcanon:

[m/n] spoke with his brother’s for hours, recalling another one of his tales, that he hadn’t realized that the noise from inside the bar had died down whilst his own father was leaning against his back as he fell asleep.

he probably would have moved them to the couch if it weren’t for the fact that even the three young boys had fallen asleep on him.

he was in a predicament.

fuck it-- he might as well just sleep on the floor with them.

the morning was great because he was cuddled up with his brothers along with his father.

it wasn’t so great for his crew because they were all groaning in pain from the hangovers from the excessive drinking.

he threw water of them to wake them up and told them to stop bitching.

when the three boys were awake, he brought them aboard his ship and showed them around.

them and his crew were more than excited to show the children around, however, they too had to look like humans as to not overwhelm and startle children.

they were rewarded with booze.

when [m/n] had to set sail again, tommy burst into tears once more because he wanted [m/n] to stay.

why couldn’t he stay?

did he not like them?

quite the opposite really.

he was a wanted man, and the longer he stayed in a certain area, the faster the government authorities got to capturing his band of crazies.

wilbur and technoblade were just as upset because they wouldn’t get to see or hear all his epic tales and spend time with his crew.

[m/n], however, promised to visit more often and send letters to hear from them.

he even promised to send or bring them souvenirs from his adventures, giving them something to look forward too.

when asked why he couldn’t just stay longer, his answer was the fact that his story still hadn’t found its ending just yet and was still being told and written.

the next time he did drop by he had a few new tattoos that signified his brotherhood to them and represented each brother.

a lute for wilbur, a cutlass sword for technoblade, and an infinity sign for tommy.

tommy thought the infinity sign looked dumb.

when told that it was his limitless brotherly love for him, he had second thoughts.

though he tried not to make it blatantly obvious, to which he failed at it, tommy was without a doubt his favorite brother.

he promised the three brothers, that if they were ever to call him in need of his aid, he would not hesitate to drop everything just to come and help them in dire need.

he was their elder brother, and he was going to make up for his absence for not being there for them when they were growing up.

#dsmp #mcyt #sbi #philza minecraft #technoblade #wilbur soot #tommyinnit #pirates #ocean #sea #orca #sbi x male!reader #male!reader

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toxicruins101 · 1 year

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"For making me feel" Tommyinnit X Male! Emotionless! Reader

PLATONIC

Angst

Tw: minor fighting if you squint, reader lack of self-care(kinda), I'm too much of a drama queen.

Read at your own risk.

Part 2!

Part 1:

Reminders!: @venomsvl @caffeine-mess @docskrew @soup-possum @ur-moms-used-tampon101

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"What?..." Tommy's voice came out as merley a whisper, a whisper of shock and disbelief.

M/n was, crying?

How was that possible? As long as tommy had known him, m/n had never cried, never!

Hell he had never done much of anything, tommy never thought m/n could feel much of anything

His eyes widen even more as he heard m/n continue.

"I didn't know you felt that way tommy, I'm sorry for being a burden to you". M/n said tears still running down his non-stop, he looked down as he apologized once again and tommy couldn't help but feel guilty.

It's like he was stabbed, deep in the heart by the blade of guilt and regret.

Sure, m/n never felt anything or showed much of interest in things but he still lingered around tommy.

He had always been there.

That's when it clicked inside tommy.

He stayed, because he cared, he helped, because he cared.

He didn't just stay around tommy for no reason.

As he looked m/n's tear filled eyes, he couldn't help but tear up himself too

M/n may not feel, he may not show and he may not act, but he still cared.

How could he forget the countless nights were m/n stayed at his side helping him think and recover from panic attacks, how he sneaked in exile just to keep tommy company, how he followed him through everything, l'manburg, disc war, exile, dooms day.

All of those historical moments only mattered since m/n was there.

He wasn't on l'manburg's side, he wasn't on pogtopia's side.

He was on his side, on Tommy's side.

He never once left, when he needed him most he was always there.

So as he saw m/n look up and walk away tears hitting the floor repeatedly, as everything suddenly made sense, tommy ran and hugged m/n, tears now running down his face as the h/c fell on the floor surprised by the sudden action from tommy.

"Tommy? Wouldn't you prefer it if I go?, I've clearly become a burden to you and I don't want to make you upset." Said m/n, concern filling his voice like a worried mother

Tommy just sobbed deeper in the h/c's shirt as he spoke through tears and gritted teeth.

"don't you dare leave, you haven't left my side for all these years, please don't leave now because of my own stupidity."

M/m just stared down at tommy, confused.

"but I'm not wanted by you, I think you made your point tommy, really I can just go and bother you no further."

Tommy stayed quiet, processing your words, his grip on your shirt tightened, as he looked up at you glaring, angry.

"Listen to me, you will never, EVER, bother me, I let my own emotions get the best of me and forget who you were and how you acted and blamed you for something you can't control, something you were cursed with at birth, and even so you've never left my side, don't leave me now."

Your eyes widen as you looked at tommy, you smiled and hugged him, happy tears streaming from your face now.

Tommy stood up and dragged you along with him, you two continued hugging in a comfortable silence.

"I'm sorry" suddenly came Tommy's voice

"for what?" You asked, "your wound, it reopened" you hadn't even noticed.

"don't worry about it, In fact, I should be thanking you."

"what for?" Asked tommy clearly confused

"For making me feel."

(LISTEN, I KNOW THIS ONE IS SHORTER AND SHITTIER THAN THE FIRST ONE I JUST HAD A MAJOR AUTHORS BLOCK AND HAD NO IDEA WHAT TO DO FOR PART 2 BUT DIDN'T WANT TO LET YOU GUYS DOWN, HERE YOU GO AND IF YOU WANT ME TO RE-MAKE IT THEN JUST TELL ME AND GIVE ME SOME IDEAS, P L E A S E, 😭)

#fanfic #writing #dsmp fic #reader insert #dsmp lore #x male reader #dsmp x reader #male reader #dsmp tommy #tommyinnit x y/n #tommy x reader #tommy mcyt #tommyinit dsmp

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justvincentorvinny · 9 months

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Going for a flight 2 (SBI x male reader)

A few days after the awkward crash with Mr. Minecraft, you realized that you lost your golden brooch. That must be why they were trying to get your attention. You had to go back and find it or Eret would be mad at you since they did gift it to you. She really didn't have to but he insisted. As you flew back to the area you noticed some feathers that you lost. Now that you see it, you thought Mr. Minecraft collected his feathers.

You look around for a speck of the gold but you couldn't find anything. They didn't steal it, did they? No, you're thinking they would just leave it somewhere so you could get it back. You heard a bush move and drew your ax and moved toward the sound. You were surprised to see the curly hair boy and the young blonde. They looked a tad nervous, maybe because you had an enchanted netherite ax facing them.

"HEY! We mean no harm!" The blonde boy put his hands in the air to show he had nothing. "Actually, Phil found a gold brooch and he assumed that it's yours, was he right?" Your eyes went wide and you nodded. The curly hair boy walked up to you and handed you the golden brooch.

You quickly took it and was about to head off before the loud blonde stopped you. "WAIT! Can I see your wings? They look bigger than Phil's and look really badass!" "Sure, just don't touch them." You spread your wings to the max and they looked astonished. "WOW! THEY ARE BIGGER THAN PHIL'S! SEE WILBUR, I KNEW IT!" The blonde yelled at the boy now known as Wilbur.

"They are. Also how rude of us, we haven't introduced ourselves yet. I'm Wilbur and the idiot here is my brother Tommy." "I'm Y/n! Say, are you the president of L'manburg?" Wilbur nodded and looked at the sun starting to set. " It's almost night, Tommy we should get going. Y/n, would you like to come with us, Phil was very curious about your wings." You chuckled "Of course he is, and I would love to come back with you guys! I just don't feel like making the fly back home."

"Perfect! Let's get going." You tucked your wings back as the three of you start to head back to Phil's house as Tommy kept asking questions.

#sbi x reader #Winged reader #dream smp #male reader #tommyinnit #wilbur soot

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kingsleywrites · 9 months

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A Custom Gadget For You!

Tommyinnit x male reader (Slightly geared towards romantic but can be seen as platonic)

Fluff

Prompt: M/N makes gadgets and after Tommy loses his discs he makes him something to remember them by

CW/TW: Cursing

M/N is used (meaning male name)

A/N: Just found out that it's L'manberg with an E not a U how did I not find this out until now??? 😭

"Wilbur..." Tommy spoke softly into comms. All of the citizens stood in the ruins of L'manberg, Tommy had said that he wanted to talk to Dream after their duel, so now everyone was waiting for Tommy's arrival back into the walls so they could get their stuff and leave.

"Yes, Tommy?"

"I've secured our independence." The tone of Tommy's voice sounded like he was completely drained, like he had lost it all.

Everyone stood there dumbfounded, staring at each other with shocked eyes. "Wha- How?" The confusion in Wilbur's voice was evident.

"I gave Dream the discs."

"Wait both of them?!" Tubbo spoke quickly.

"But I thought the deal was to only give him Mellohi?" M/N inquired.

"Yes, I gave Dream both Cat and Mellohi, in exchange for L'manberg's independence."

"Tommy my boy, get back here right now! We have to celebrate!" Wilbur shouted as everyone began to cheer.

[Time Skip to 2 days later]

After L'manberg was declared independent from the Dream SMP everyone started to clean up the debris and fill in the craters.

Or most of them.

"M/N where are you? Tommy and I don't want to be the only one fixing L'manberg." Tubbo complained, the sound of splashing water made it clear that they were probably getting the river water out of the craters.

M/N rolled his eyes and continued to work, ignoring Tubbo's complaints. "Why don't you ask Fundy to help? I'm sure he'll help y'all."

"What? You think I want to work with fur boy? Working with Tubbo's already annoying enough."

"Hey!"

"Okay, I'm leaving this VC before you two start fighting and blow out my ear drums, Ciao."

The signature sound rang through the boys' ears as they heard their comrade leave.

"I'm ringing him again." Tubbo pulled out his communicator, ringing the boy once more.

Tommy rolled his eyes and continued to shovel water out of the crater.

After a few minutes M/N picked up. "Tubbo, I'm busy!"

"With what? I'm gonna need a reason to tell Wilbur when he gets back and doesn't see you helping."

M/N stayed silent before speaking. "Is Tommy here or like really close by where he can hear you?"

Tubbo looked around and saw Tommy putting away some extra materials in a chest. "No he isn't close but why would that matter?"

"I'm making him a gift."

"A gift finally confessing your love?" Tubbo half joked.

"Ha, ha very funny Tubbo, but no, ever since he lost Mellohi and Cat he's been well, more moody? I know that he plans on getting them back but until then I wanted to help out, The both of us know how important those discs were to him."

Tubbo went silent for a moment. "Alright well hurry up, I don't want to cover for your ass."

M/N laughed. "Alright, I'm almost done so I'll be heading over in a second."

"Okay, see ya when you get here." The two said their goodbyes before leaving the VC and M/N alone with his thoughts.

After a couple of minutes messing with the mechanisms, M/N was finally done, he smiles slightly, proud of his work and lifted up the top of the box, inside on a small pedestal was two figure, both were of Tommy, though one was him in his normal attire and the other was him in his L'manberg outfit. The Tommy in normal attire held the two discs high in the air with a bright smile on his face while the L'manberg Tommy had one arm outstretched with both discs in hand, simulating Tommy giving the discs to Dream. Placing the box down, M/N twisted one of the cogs on the back and when he let go, he admired his work, the two figures were spinning slowly in a circle while cat played through the music box, after a few minutes the sound stopped and M/N twisted the other cog, this time, Mellohi played, the two figures spinning once more.

M/N smiled brightly and closed the box, halting all music that was playing and tied a red ribbon around it. He walked out of his house with the music box in hand, towards the walls.

Tommy was almost finished fixing the craters that were left over from the war, Tubbo had ditched him not to long ago for something he didn't remember so he was left to fix up the rest of the ground, which also meant, taking his time to walk back to his house to get some more dirt seeing as he had ran out. So now he was on his way back, he slipped past the trees and out onto the clearing where the broken caravan sat. He was looking down, not really paying attention to where he was going until he heard his name.

M/N walked towards the boy with a box of some sorta in his hands.

"Hey M/N where were you?"

"I was busy, why did you miss me?" The boy replied in a mocking tone.

"If by missing you, you mean that I missed the fact that I could've been done filling in these craters. Then yes I missed you." Tommy had a smirk on his face, using the same tone to M/N.

Tommy's eyes glanced at the box in M/N's hands.

"What's that?" Tommy questioned.

"Oh! This is for you, it's a gift." M/N handed Tommy the box, who had a puzzled look on his face.

"Why? I mean I'm not complaining free stuff is free stuff but why?"

"Well I noticed how down you looked after you lost your discs, so I made you a music box to remember them." as M/N explained, Tommy untied the ribbon and opened the box.

"Is- Is this me?"

M/N nodded and stood beside Tommy, turning the music box around, showing him the two cogs, one was green and the other was purple.

"When you turn the green cog, it'll play cat while the purple one plays mellohi." he explained

"And I know you're getting your discs back but until then, you have a way to listen to them." M/N smiled

Tommy pulled M/N into a hug, "Thank you."

M/N wrapped his arms around Tommy mumbling a small "You're welcome" back to him.

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My apologies for this one taking so long, I honestly shouldn't have considering I knew exactly how I wanted everything to go it was just a matter of writing it. But it's here now! I hope you all liked it, just some sweet fluff, and I have another draft that I may or may not get out some time this week, who knows.

Word Count: 1059

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