#tubbo and ranboo did it recently right

[horatioo]

to add my own two cents on the current wilbur soot situation + people who are ragging on some of the other creators on youtube:

i understand when its adults, and adults who werent being mistreated by him. but people who are ragging on tommy (and saying tubbo and ranboo arent doing enough/speaking out enough or sth) are not really understanding what its like to have someone like that try to get close to you

if you watch wilburs early content with tommy, he is incredibly verbally abusive and constantly screaming at tommy as a "joke". and apparently this continues and even escalates in later content to the point of actual physical abuse (there is audio of him slapping tommy ON STREAM).

tubbo didnt get close to him but given how hes acted about tubbo in roleplay (and his roleplay persona seems less and less like a persona) i dont doubt he wouldve done horrid shit. i dont know ranboos situation but i can still see why itd be scary, especially knowing tommy, tubbo and ranboo are friends.

it is equally terrifying to know someone is physically injuring your friend and you cant do shit about it. i would know, i used to be genuinely scared people i knew were going to die because they were being abused so badly.

wilburs behavior never really made me comfortable. its part of the reason why i fell out of the fandom so fast

i didnt ever really pin down Why i didnt like watching his content w tommyinnit at the time and never really thought abt it after i stopped watching either of them. because ykw, it wasnt something that PINGED as wrong to me.

you wanna know why?

the vast majority of the people who have abused me acted the same fucking way as wilbur. and i am terrified of several of them to this day.

my most recent ex would yell at me and berate me as a "joke". an ex-friend would make fun of me as a "joke". fucking hell my abusive uncle used to scare me in person because he thought it was fucking funny and i dont doubt more physical things happened there that i dont remember.

it is fucking terrifying. it fucks with your head. you start thinking theyre right, youre being stupid and overreacting, and you ESPECIALLY start thinking this when it starts escalating and everyone around you still sees nothing wrong with it.

you start thinking nothings wrong with it and its just normal.

and then when you realize its not, sometimes its too fucking late and youre just stuck.

so yes, its terrible that none of the adults are actually supporting shubble as much as they are farming karma. (save for a select few, but i dont actually know anything about those ones, theyre newcomers to me.)

but for fucks sake, the people who he met as KIDS, who he manipulated into being closer and closer to him, are not "farming brownie points" or "avoiding the topic" and ESPECIALLY not tommy - i think people have forgotten that tommy is still close enough to wilbur location wise that he could genuinely be in danger if he did.

i dunno. it rubs me the wrong way when people think you can just magically come out against your abuser and there will be no consequences whatsoever, especially when you LIVE near them. nope! not how it works!

anyway, support shubble, support everyone else wilburs hurt, fuck wilbur soot, all that jazz. im not even into mcyt anymore, this is JUST from what i know from 2020-2021 and from posts on the situation on tumblr.

#wilbur soot #wilbur situation #mcyt #minecraft youtube #abuse #child abuse #tommyinnit #tubbo #wilbur mcyt

[faye3414]

I am going to be addressing the Wilbur Soot allegations. The reason I am talking about this is because I've looked up to him a lot in the past plus this is a serious topic and I think it is important to talk about. Ok, I personally, am not taking any sides just yet until further thoughts from different people, different perspectives to look at, just to kinda get a better view on everything, to really look at it all. Cause this situation has only started to be talked about recently. Yes, there is full evidence Wilbur did what he did, Wilbur "apologized" and admit he hurt Shelby so yes, obviously, this did happen, which is really shitty. However, it is still good to get full detail on perspectives. And I just want to say, for all victims, I am so sorry for what anyone have had to gone through. Another thing I am sorry about is how many of you, myself included, have been a fan of Wilbur Soot for a few years or longer. I have, and I know a lot of you also have, found comfort in Wilbur's content and who he was or who we all thought he was as a person. Like a lot of people, this is a genuine shock to me as I know it is for a lot of people who know Wilbur personally, seeing as he originally seemed like a very genuine, kind, and good-hearted person. I really looked up to Wilbur. I've been watching Wilbur for a few years now; his content helped me through a ton of different tough times, I found comfort in a lot of his streams and the things that he has posted, I thought he was a good person. This is just disappointing and it pisses me off how first of all, quite a few of you people are defending this situation and justifying or trying to justify Wilbur's actions, even though, as I'm sure most of you have seen (if you haven't, go watch), what Aimsey said on their thoughts on the allegations, they are right, this isn't some damn Twitter drama. This is real life shit that needs to be talked about and taken seriously. Don't defend Wilbur, support Shelby and all other victims of any kind of abuse. Another thing: I want to reassure all of you, all of you who have supported Wilbur and found comfort in him and his content, you are NOT a bad person for that. None of us knew he was a bad person until recently; that isn't your fault, you're not a bad person for that, none of us could've predicted that this had happened. Last thing: Kudos to Ranboo, Aimsey, Tubbo, Jack, and everyone who has shared their thoughts on this for taking this seriously and addressing the main issues here. Thank you for anyone who read through this. Have a lovely day/night. :) Remember, support the victims. Take care.

#wilbur soot #wilbur mcyt #wilbursoot #wilbur dream smp #dsmp wilbur #qsmp wilbur #wilbur #allegations #shelby shubble #shubble #support victims #tubbolive #tubbo underscore #dsmp tubbo #tubbo dsmp #qsmp tubbo #tubbo #dsmp ranboo #ranboo #aimsey #jack manifold

[jammyjams-safespace]

Hug the Scares Away

Request: Fanfic for caregiver Wilbur and fem!regressor reader for anon

Heavily apologise for this taking so long!! Only recently got the motivation to finish writing this fic!!

I made a mini reference to my other fic Baking Mishap. Can you spot it?

Summary: Wilbur and Y/N decided to watch a show while they were hanging out, but Y/N has a slip so now their plans had to change a little

Word count: 764

Wilbur and Y/N sat quietly on the sofa, occasionally commenting and making fun of the little plot holes and mistakes that were left in the show they were watching, Squid Game. Like how in the scene where Gi-hun bumped into Sae-byeok, the latter’s actor was laughing, and in one of the lunch scenes the actor of the main character scooped up nothing and put the empty spoon in his mouth (pls it’s very funny). 

Wait, but how did they get here? Well, when Wilbur decided to invite his little cupcake over, Y/N couldn’t say no to spending time with her favourite caregiver. It was the evening and they both wanted to do something more chill, being tired out from the fun they had earlier that day. How they chose the show? Well it was trending, and Tommy seemed to like it, and they trusted his opinion. And he was right! It was definitely pretty good. Maybe a bit sensitive but it was alright.

It was… something… to binge watch an entire season of gore and blood, especially since it would take up most of the two's day. It was fine, it was the weekend, and they didn't have any extra plans for it. Well, they didn't watch the ENTIRE thing. There was a bit of a… slip?

Y/N squeaked in fear at the sound of the gunshot, hiding away in her caregivers arm. Wilbur immediately took notice of the change in behaviour, pausing the show as fast as possible so the little one didn't have to be scared anymore. Y/N whimpered as he pulled her closer.

"Cupcake, what's wrong?" He rubbed her back gently. "Was the show too scary for you?" He spoke gently. Y/N nodded as she curled into his embrace. Wilbur softened. "What would cheer you up? Cuddle time with Mr Waffles?" He gently held up a little blue dragon plush and smiled softly. Y/N immediately made grabby hands towards the plush and cuddled it close once it was in her hands.

Wilbur grabbed the remote and switched over to Netflix Kids. He put on a cute children's show called Hilda, a young and free-spirited adventurer that moved from the wilderness to the bustling city. Y/N was immediately entranced by all the sweet looking characters, eyes following the very bouncy weather lady. Figuring that she would be okay on her own for a few minutes, Wilbur got up and headed to the kitchen, pulling out some leftover chocolate chip cookies that Tubbo and Ranboo had baked him from the fridge. They were shockingly decent. He put the cookies on a glass plate and placed it in the microwave to heat up.

Wilbur tapped his foot as the microwave hummed, peeking out of the kitchen as he heard the silly lines from the bird, followed by joyful giggles from the girl on the sofa. The microwave beeped not long after, and Wilbur pulled out the now warm cookies. He quickly looked out to observe Y/N. Her speech seemed to be fine, albeit higher pitched and maybe a bit lacking in usual vocabulary, and she seemed to understand what the weather spirits were saying. He took a guess that she was possibly around 7-12 years old. He grabbed some milk from the fridge and poured it into a plastic cup before bringing the snacks back to the living room.

"I have cookies and milk!" Wilbur said, placing them on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "But we have to share, okay?" Y/N nodded in understanding.

"Alfred can have some!!" She smiled. Wilbur furrowed his brows in confusion but smiled fondly anyway.

"Alfred?"

"The elf!!" She giggled.

"Ohh, the elf!" Wilbur played along. "One of the little men that I can't see, right?"

"Mhm!" Y/N picked up a cookie and broke off a small-ish piece, placing it on the table for the 'elf' to eat. Wilbur just sighed, knowing he'd have to clean that later. The two continued watching the show, the girl giggling happily as she ate her cookies. Wilbur let her take most of them.

Eventually, Wilbur felt a weight on his shoulder. Looking down, he saw the little sleeping softly against him, hugging Mr Waffles close. He smiled and gently moved Y/N so that she was lying comfortably on the cushions of the sofa. He turned the TV off and put a blanket over the sleeping girl. He switched the lights off for the living room and headed to the office in his home.

"Sleep well, my little Cupcake."

#dsmp agere #mcyt agere #sfw agere #agere fic #cg!wilbur #little!reader #my writing :D

[zero-to-zero-to-zero-again]

Intergalactic Abductees: Ranboo (1)

Tubbo (1) Tommy (1)

{This piece takes place after the events of Tubbo (3)}

Word Count: 1,414

TW's: Injury, Medical Stuff, Mentions of Abduction, Mentions Of Past Abuse, Fear of Death, Profanity, Mentions of Trafficking

Characters: C!Tubbo, C!Ranboo, C!Philza, C!Technoblade

Summary: As Ranboo begins to settle back into life with his crewmates, their most recent, bizarre addition is still recovering.

(Prepare to be confused by some alien species names that I came up with while I was high.)

"Ranboo?"

The boy in the hall went stiff.

"You can come in."

Ranboo's teeth ground together as he ducked into the room.

"Was I breathing that loud?" he asked.

The blonde Avisien offered him a soft smile. No matter how many times you got a smile from that man, it never failed to feel like a supernova. Explosive. Bright. Warm.

"I could hear your tail against the floor," Philza informed him.

"Oh."

Ranboo chuckled sheepishly, shooting a glower at the wiry tail in question. He swore the thing had a mind of its own. It flicked to the side in that moment just to spite him. Philza nudged one of the chairs out from beneath the metal table. He pointedly tossed his head towards it. Ranboo didn't need to be told twice. He dropped into the hard chair. Techno had promised to swipe some better ones next time they landed on Flurr. The planet was so wealthy that they wouldn't even notice if their whole home was relieved of its lavish furniture.

Of course, Techno had never gotten around to it before the incident at the market. From that moment forward, their lack of comfy chairs was the least of their worries.

Ranboo leaned over the table to get a better look at the limp figure.

"Has he woken up yet?" he inquired quietly.

It wasn't exactly unusual for Ranboo to find him sleeping. He'd watched over the reckless little bastard for the majority of his time spent in the trafficker's shuttle. But this felt different. Tubbo wasn't tossing or turning or making weird guttural noises. He was stiff.

He looked dead.

"No. I got the measurement on the dosage right this time around," Philza assured him. "I didn't want to overdo it with how small he is but I guess I underestimated his species' biological capabilities. Scaled the damn cabinet with a sedative in his veins and two broken ribs. I've never seen anything like it. I wonder if this has anything to do with it."

Philza lightly tapped the bizarre, hardened lower half of Tubbo's leg.

"What is it?" Ranboo asked.

Philza squinted.

"Mm, if I had to guess, I'd say it's a limb replacement. Or cover? Enhancement? I didn't want to mess with it too much. Clever design but primitive hardware. Maybe I'll have Techno take a look at it. More his department than mine."

The winged man dipped another swab into the yellow goo beside him. He dabbed at the stitching along Tubbo's chest and paused to watch it dissolve into the unconscious boy's skin.

"Most of our medicines haven't worked on him but at least he seems to be taking well to the disinfectant," Philza remarked. He twisted the lid back onto the metal tin and stacked it on top of all the others.

He'd nearly gone through his entire collection of menders and repairants trying to find one that was even semi-effective. In the end, he had to do things the old fashioned way with frustratingly tiny plates and screws for the busted bones and a bit of medical thread and a needle to finish it off.

"How are you doing?" Philza inquired, looking up at Ranboo for the first time during their conversation.

"Oh. I'm fine! No more burns," the Endlocke assured him. He held freshly healed hands up for emphasis.

"No, I mean how you doing, mate," the man amended.

"Ah. Um, yeah, still fine. Just...glad to be home."

"We're glad to have you back. Listen, if you ever want to talk about what happened, I'm here."

Some part of Ranboo felt that even if he did talk about it, Philza wouldn't understand. But a far larger part of him knew that his two crewmates were likely the only two people in the whole galaxy who could understand.

"You know what still kind of bugs me?" Ranboo said. Philza nodded encouragingly. "He didn't even leave."

Philza could practically feel the desperation for a subject change radiating off of fidgety dual-toned boy. Not the time to push the issue, he figured.

"Who?"

"Tubbo. I mean, they opened those doors a lot and he was probably small enough to sneak out. But he didn't. Didn't even try."

Philza glanced down at the Terran in consideration. He hummed.

"Well, he had the gall to chuck a screw at a Cantaris just get his attention so he obviously cares about you."

Ranboo couldn't help but laugh at that. How brilliantly in character for Tubbo to approach a literal war species and throw something at them. Even after the little guy had hurt himself. Far too self-sacrificing for his own good since the get-go. That's why Ranboo's hearts shattered when he saw Tubbo looking at him like that. Philza assured him it was the result of panic at seeing the syringe but it didn't make a difference.

Ranboo had known Tubbo for more cycles than he could keep track of and in all that time, he'd never seen the steadfast little creature cower. Not once. Even during their first time meeting. Cautious, sure, but never scared. All things considered, maybe Tubbo should have been afraid. Anybody his size with such little biological defenses built into their body should've been terrified of a natural born predator.

But Tubbo wasn't.

Maybe that's why his planet was so easily-

"I'm back!"

Ranboo whirled around just in time to find the Cantaris kicking the doorframe as his own odd way of knocking. It was a nasty habit but since he was the one always fixing the ship, Technoblade was more than capable of buffing out whatever dents he put into its walls. He hesitated in the entryway, skeptical blue eyes lingering on the boy laying on the table.

"He's sleeping, Techno," Philza chuckled.

The pink-haired man sighed in relief. He strode up to the table, grey eyes still flickering between the tiny being and his crewmates.

"You don't know how many shady dealers I had to go through to find this stuff," Technoblade announced. He held a small container of clear liquid up in a gloved hand. Ranboo winced at the very sight of it.

"How much did you get?" the winged man inquired.

"Enough to drown in. You're sure this stuff's safe for him?"

Ranboo nodded vehemently. He recalled the few instances when the Faustins would forget to toss a dish of the vial substance into his cell. Tubbo would get quiet. And sick. Even a single cycle without the stuff seemed to take a toll on him.

"Weird species," Techno remarked.

"The weirdest," Ranboo agreed fondly. He folded his elbows atop the table, resting his chin against his hands. "There's so many things I wish I could ask him. I wish he were chipped."

"Oh no you don't," Techno assured him. "Not by Faustins. They're notorious for botching the installation process. Instead of translating straight between languages, it'll just translate sporadically. Suddenly you can't even speak your own dialect without jumbling your words with a whole other language. It's migraine-inducing."

Ranboo huffed.

"Well, we could take him to Karl, couldn't we? He did a good job on my chip."

Ranboo's friends exchanged cryptic glances. The tall boy's focus darted between the two of them.

"What?" the Endlocke asked.

Philza seemed to be waiting for Technoblade to talk. The Cantaris' irises bled to a deep red. He shook his head, jaw clenched in stubborn refusal. Philza sighed begrudgingly.

"Techno lost it on Karl's husband while he was looking for you and he refuses to apologize."

"You're mad at Sapnap?" Ranboo said.

"The other husband," Techno grumbled.

"You started beef with Quackity? He's our best parts supplier!" the boy exclaimed, raking his fingers through his hair in exasperation.

"We'll find another. And we'll find another person to install a translation chip, too. I'll find another person. Just gimme a few cycles."

"On a subject this small? Good luck. Karl was the only one willing to put in Skeppy's chip and he's bigger than Tubbo," Philza pointed out.

Technoblade spared a sideways look at the disappointed boy beside him. He drew in a deep breath.

"I'll figure it out," he reiterated, color draining from his eyes once again. He leaned down, briefly bumping his forehead against Ranboo's. "Promise."

Ranboo only nodded. A Cantaris' word was his skeleton. Should either be broken or twisted, a Cantaris could hardly be whole. That's what Techno used to say, anyways. And, hells, Ranboo had to take his word on that.

~

I was sitting around last night like, "I feel like I'm forgetting something." Then I realized I didn't schedule this piece to post. My bad lol.

#mcyt g/t #g/t #g/t writing #g/t fluff #giant/tiny #g/t angst #angst with a happy ending #giant!ranboo #giant!philza #giant!technoblade #tiny!tubbo #intergalactic abductees au

[its-elvie-innit]

Dsmpblr stuff in one big archive post

The fake ranboo arg (run by a blog some people thought was ranboo or a kinnie. It never was, but instead was some sort of arg surrounding the ranboo lore. Multiple characters, like the Duke, duchess, and a discord server where people started translating the posts (which were all in ender, or minecraft galactic) (link to doc)

Minesonas, and then subsequently citizen memes. This was contained within three non-consecutive weeks, where people were discussing whether lmanburg had citizens or if it did, what would it be like?

People upset over ghostburs library being blown up. There were a lot of books in there important to a storyline, and some blogs were very upset they couldn't be archived

Mcytblr awards, which had a doc and everything (link)

DSMP sexyman!!!!! The competition one blog held to go over all the supposed sexymen in mcytblr, and if they were or not. The doc for this is here (link)

Dilfcourse (world sluttiest absent father) this went on prior to philza eventually finding out he was being called a dilf, and I think there may have been a poll (?) About who was the biggest dilf right after the one mcc with all new art of certain male ccs, but it also basically ended when philza got temporarily mad about tumblrites not wanting him on tumblr, and discovered dilfza. Then when he said he didn't like it, the entire "titty window" philza design disappeared and everyone stopped posting dilfza.

Philza nerfing a blog for an url (I think it turned out that tumblr did it? But it was still WEIRD) and EVERYONE got mad about it.

The one quackity kinnie blog? During this time, a ton of kinnie blogs popped up and the quackity one sticks in my head because it was kind of convincing

Drinnie. Another kinnie blog, I actually never knew if this one was real. It was more activ3 before I joined, but it was still a pretty large thing in small mcytblr.

Whatever we had going on with piss. I think dream started the pissbaby thing and it stuck. That was so big for so long

The split between dteamblr and dsmpblr. Also the protectiveness we kind of handed off between them. Being such a closely related fandom in the publics eyes, dsmpblr and dteamblr would both get hate anons about Dream and I still recall going to bat for them sometimes. Also the discussed "gnf sickness". I don't want to mention him because he's a horrible man and deserves jailtime but it was a part of it.

Mcytboundaries. Does anyone else remember that blog? That thing was so important in the first seven months I was here.

The death of kinnies. When those few kinnie blogs that cropped up started getting really upset over getting tons of copypastas and took them seriously. I remember being so annoyed at them because if you make a kinnie blog (NOT a roleplay blog) thats the culture!!! You knew that was going to happen!!!! Put a disclaimer in your bio or something gosh.

Beacon lamps sudden ubiquitous posts. Similarly with 420technoblazeit, sometimes there would be a joke that just stuck around because it was them who posted it.

This one's more recent, but those sootblr bloggers who kept having almost e-sex in random peoples notes. Even bloggers outside of mcytblr. What was up with those guys

Not wanting ccs on tumblr. Not an event, just the overarching opinion that it would be a bad thing. It slowly died off as an opinion during late 22, something that made me and a few other og mcytblrs very sad or hesitant because people would start sharing tumblr posts with the ccs. I remember It felt like the final death of og mcytblr to me

Does anyone remember if there was that one dsmp citizen server and if it actually happened???? That might be a fake memory.

Tubbo tumblr!! This is multiple events, but he mentioned he had one in early dsmp, and it kind of overjoyed people. Then, months later, he started scrolling on stream and people made posts (INCLUDING myself) about being so genuinely scared of him being online. Out of all of the "dsmper makes a tumblr" instances, I think this was the one with the most positive reaction.

Fuck dream hoodie (instagram) and mcytblrs reaction. Went in a really funny direction

Youtooz stealing mcytblr artists fanart

Hermitblr theory stolen by matpats yt channel and no reply

KARL HATEPOSTING. When for a month in 2021 everyone just HATED him for no real reason, maybe because of tftsmp?. I think it stemmed from two blogs, and then got its start in og mcytblr circles. I remember my ex mutual squid got too into it, it was really crazy. Why did we even do that.

Love or hosts.....love or hosts and the liveblogs...

The like, Hermitcraft vs Dsmpblr sudden dichotomy. One day I remember all of a sudden there were hermit blogs, and a few dsmp blogs after them, that started getting really pissy over people referring to dsmpblr as "mcytblr" because it wasn't the whole of mcytblr. Gosh that was so stupid and funny.

Those days people posted about crying over lost vods. Whenever someone did, it would catch like a virus and EVERYONE would start talking about how sad it was.

Kroger anon...Hearty anon...my loves. Hearty Anon was like the darling of mcytblr. I didn't even know they were a real blog I just thought they were like Kroger Anon. Always wanted one of those.

Finding out wooteena was like 11. Not actually eleven, but seriously everyone thought they were like an adult person I don't know.

Subtle, but the mcytblr friendgroups and different parts having beef with each other. It was really lowkey, but I'm sorry metfell and conarcoin and their whole deal had some real haters. thats probably because they were kinda mean sometimes.

INNITER OPRESSION. gosh I remember how giddy I would get defending myself over the url and saying it was just the first thing I thought of. If you had a certain url you were a magnet for sections of mcytblr in the silliest of ways I loved it so much. little cultural pockets for every streamer.

Mcytblrs reaction to the mcytwt trending writer. I thought that was so funny.

THE TUMBLR PODCAST. Those guys on tumblr that talked about us once!!!! On a podcast!!!! Similarly, all those times we dominated not only the trending page when there was a stream, but also the fandom reports tumblr put out about which keywords and tags were most popular. Whenever someone dropped down or moved up it was really "campeao del Mundo" in the mcytblr tags. And the slow decline and us being really really sad when a spot went -15...

DOES anyone else remember the triad. Mcyt reddit, Twitter, and tumblr. How Twitter thought we had a rivals to lovers thing but actually we just hated their guts. There was fanart and everything

When the Twitter refugees came over and the first wave was semi hate and semi welcoming. Everyone came around for the second wave, but the first exodus was 85% hesitant welcome and 15% vitriol and fear.

The discourse about calling them Twitter refugees??? Because refugees are "an actual thing" we couldn't call them that anymore. I just thought it was a little stupid.

Not a specific "event" but more a shift from analysis posts and liveblogs to art and headcanon posting. There was a time in the beginning where everyone theorized about anything and everything. As the dsmp aged and mcytblr grew it became so much more isolated, I still don't understand why people stopped using liveblog tags. Bring them back!!!!! Aurghh!!!!!!

When mcytblr (like nine people out of it) started going after some dude? I forget. But there was a harassment campaign, and death threats allegedly and some big blogs made a whole deal out of it and started saying how mcytblr was no different or better than mcytwt and I don't remember if it was justified or stupid. It was for sure after the first Twitter migration and possibly after the second.

Mcytblr crafting stuff. Such an awesome group of people. I think there's an archive for mcytblr crafts, btw, it's @mcytcrafts

Just about everything I remember, besides the discourse about tommy/others getting rid of the dsmp monuments or builds that had been there a really long time like the Wal-Mart and it being really heated for a while. By the time jack and tubbo started planting potatoes everyone was cool about the whole thing.

@mcytblr-archive

I don't want to write anymore :( I think like two of these are kind of my-circle specific but I'm unsure so I included them anyway. Hope it's useful!

Edit; Tapeworm post.

#archive stuff

[disturbed-and-depressed]

5 Years

CC!Ranboo x GN!Reader

Song: 5 Years by Bo Burnham

Warnings: None

Y/n fiddled with the phone in their hands, still contemplating as to whether or not to actually make the call to their longtime boyfriend, known as Ranboo. Today was their anniversary. Five years to be exact. The two of them were only 18, but they’ve known each other their whole lives, and they’ve been in love with each other for 6 years, that one year was spent silently pining over each other until the h/c teen mustered up the courage to actually confess.

“Oh my gosh, just call him and tell him you wrote him a song!” Tommy exclaimed, laying on his stomach across from his nervous friend. “It’s that simple.”

Y/n shook their head. “Shut up Tom, it’s not that simple. What do you know? You’ve never been in a steady relationship because you can’t get a girl to fall in love with you.”

“Woah! What the hell?” Tommy frowned and sat up. “What did I do?”

Y/n groaned and rubbed their hands over their face. “I’m sorry Tommy. I wasn’t trying to be rude. I just…What if he doesn’t like it? What do I do then?”

Tommy didn’t answer right away, trying to find the right words to say so he wouldn’t say the wrong thing and risk getting another blow to his ego. Thinking back on it, he really didn’t know how much the two meant to each other. Him and Tubbo had asked how the two of them had gotten together one night when they were all at Tubbo’s house in England, back when they were still 17 and stupid, but the couple was pretty much vague when it came to their answers.

But the one thing he did know was that Ranboo loved Y/n, and Y/n loved Ranboo. That was enough for anybody wasn’t it?

“Well I know that Ranboo loves you.” Tommy talked slowly, trying to make his words sound a little more meaningful. He wasn’t good at things like this. Y/n would have gotten better advice if they went to Aimsey or Niki instead. Hell, even Billzo or Freddy would be better than him. “If it comes from you, Ranboo will love it. I know that much.”

Y/n peeked through their fingers. “You really think so? Seriously?”

Tommy nodded and held out the phone. Biting their lip, Y/n grasped the object between their fingers.

“Okay. I can do this.” The nervous teen went into their contacts and tapped on their significant other’s profile, pressing the call button and brought the device up to their ear. “It’s ringing.”

They waited and slightly winced at the beeping. “Oh…It went to voicemail.” Y/n informed the blond.

“Just say what you were going to say.”

The e/c person nodded. “Hey Boo, uh, it's me, Um, our anniversary is coming up, it's a pretty big one, and, um, I wrote a song for you. So I'm just leaving you this voicemail because, um, I want the song to begin with this voicemail…”

“...Um, so just, figure it out and text me the voicemail, um, immediately, if you wouldn't mind…Like, right when you get this. Thank you, um, I love you, bye.”

Ranboo smiled as he listened to his lover’s voice fill his ears. He was upset because he hadn’t been able to spend a lot of time with Y/n. Ranboo had become increasingly busy with his streams while Y/n had spent more time on their album, just recently releasing outtakes and such.

Ranboo had not forgotten their anniversary but was slightly worried about it slipping Y/n’s mind, not that he would have minded too much, but he would be lying he said the thought wasn’t upsetting. So he knew he was lucky that she remembered.

That was the way their relationship worked. Ranboo was the hopeless romantic while Y/n was the realistic person. Ranboo was a live in the moment and Y/n was a plan ahead type. They balanced each other out and that’s why the couple was able to stay together so long. So with the way Y/n wasn’t big on affection all that much, it wasn’t a surprise she made a song, nevertheless, the thought could not be appreciated enough.

Y/n and Ranboo had been best friends since 5th grade, and the only reason it began was because Y/n had accidentally tripped Ranboo and he had been so forgiving, which was something that still confused the h/c teen to this current day and age.

Secrets have been shared between the two on late nights when it was school the next day. Secrets that they had originally vowed to take to the grave but allowed themselves to slip when speaking to the person who meant everything to the other.

They both had their problems, and they helped each other with their problems, whether it be mentally or physically. Ranboo had always had trouble with the way he looked, never liking his appearance. It had been something that he had confessed to Y/n around 2 years into their friendship. Y/n didn’t like the way other people perceived them, more often than not believing that they were a very tiresome person, and that people are usually annoyed with them.

The two of them were messes. Huge unlabeled weird messes. And even though together they were a bigger mess, it was a mess that just seemed to go unnoticed by most because it was so natural.

It’s been 5 years and things have not changed by much. The pair were still with each other, and things would not be changing anytime soon. Not a big change anyways.

It was around 10 pm at night, and Ranboo and Y/n had just finished a 5 hour long stream and they were starving from having not eaten anything all day, so they agreed on ordering some Chinese food. While Ranboo ordered for them, Y/n searched on tv for a show or movie that would occupy a good amount of time before their dinner arrived and chose to settle on some sitcom that was on its reruns.

The young couple sat on the couch, with Ranboo sitting near the armrest and Y/n right by him, letting their shoulders touch, eating their meal. Y/n was watching the people on the screen move and listening to them talk and the laugh track that would occasionally ring out.

Suddenly, Y/n’s attention was pulled away as Ranboo wordlessly reached over to her plate and grabbed a dumpling before popping it into his mouth. The e/c teen stopped her movements and stared at their boyfriend. Y/n scoffed and shook their head. Like, Ranboo didn’t even ask if he could. Yeah, they’re dating each other, but it should be a known fact that you do NOT take your significant other’s food unless you know they’ll be okay with it.

Ranboo stopped chewing as he caught Y/n’s gaze and stared at her questioningly. “Why are you looking at me like that? What the fuck did I do?”

The teen rolled their eyes. “You know, if you really wanted some dim sum then you should have gotten some when we place in the order dude.”

“You’re a psycho.” Ranboo jokingly told Y/n. “I don’t wanna fight, okay? So let’s just drop this, it’s not a big deal.” He turned back to the screen.

Y/n sighed, “Fine, but for the record you owe me a dumpling, I mean it, I won't forget. You owe me a dumpling or a dumpling equivalent.”

Ranboo bit his lip to stop himself from bursting out into laughter at his partner's words. It was really moments like this that made him love his best friend even more.

Ranboo walked across the slightly cluttered floor that had a few papers, pencils, and a couple sweaters scattered around. It is a calm day.

Or it was.

Y/n’s head snapped up when they heard Ranboo let out a loud screech, watching him clumsily jump on the couch, looking batshit terrified. “Hey what’s wrong!?”

Instead of answering, Ranboo shakily pointed at the ground. Confused, Y/n’s eyes followed his finger and saw the culprit. It was a fucking spider, and it was the size of a nickel.

Y/n let out a panicked gasp and clambered off the chair they were sitting on to stand on the coffee table. They swallowed the lump in their throat and looked at their boyfriend. “You should kill that.”

Ranboo looked Y/n in the eyes as he shook his head. “Um, no, fuck that.”

“Come on, be a man.”

“What?” Ranboo squinted his eyes. “You're a total anti-sexist, a patriarchy fighter. But your whole worldview collapses.The moment there's a spider.” He glanced back down at the eight legged creature. “I get it, this is the real you. It's a pleasure, nice to meet you.” Ranboo held his hand out for a handshake despite the fact that him and Y/n were like 4 feet apart. “Shit like this brings the movement down.”

Y/n scoffed. “Well, haven’t you heard the saying?”

Ranboo picked his head up again, “What saying?”

“Everyone's a feminist until there is a spider around.”

Y/n stood up from their spot on the couch and started walking towards the hall.

“Where are you going?” Ranboo asked from behind them.

“Just to the bathroom.” Faintly, Y/n could hear shuffling from the couch, but brushed it off, assuming Ranboo had gotten up for more popcorn or another drink or something. They were not expecting to be picked up by the waist and moved to the opposite side of where they were originally heading. “What the hell?”

Y/n turned back around in time to see Ranboo dart to the bathroom as well. “Hey! No! Don’t you dare!”

Getting a loud laugh in return, Y/n was unfortunately slower than the giant ass teen and ran into the door as Ranboo abruptly shut it. “Too slow!”

Y/n groaned and hit their head on the wooden door. “Bruh, why didn’t you just use the guest bathroom? This is why we have two bathrooms in the first place!” Y/n whirled around and stalked off, only pausing once to shout one more time. “And I know that you know!”

“It’s fun messing with you!”

“Fuck off!”

Y/n groaned and rubbed their eyes, trying to get all the eye crust off, still groggy from the long nap. They sat up, looking around the room, remembering that they had spent the night at Tommy’s since it was too late for Y/n to leave for the house that they and Ranboo shared.

Y/n sat up and picked up the note that was on the dresser. They recognized the sloppy handwriting as Tommy’s explaining that he had gone to the store and would be back soon, also explaining that there was food in the fridge if they were hungry.

They pushed the covers away and stood up, leaving the guest room and walking down the hall, coming out into the front room, seeing it empty. They moved over to the couch and sat down, leaning back against the cushions and pulling out their phone.

The silence that had taken over was interrupted by a knock on the door. Y/n groaned, standing up and walked over to the door, unlocking it and opening it, realizing at the last second that they should have at least looked out the peephole first. They got lucky though, seeing as it just turned out to be Ranboo.

Ranboo stood in front of his partner and smiled nervously. “Hi.”

“Hey.” Y/n breathed out, surprised he had shown up. “Sorry, come in.” They moved out of the way.

Ranboo strolled inside, glancing around the apartment. “Is Tommy here?”

“Umm, no, he’s out shopping. Who knows what he’ll come back with.” They chuckled. “What are you doing here?”

“It feels like we had a fight, even though we didn’t.” Ranboo mumbled. He held out his arms and pulled Y/n into his chest, breathing in their signature scent. “I know we haven’t had a lot of time for each other because we’ve both been busy with our own things, which also means we didn’t get to have our anniversary yesterday.” The words were muffled, but it was still easy enough for Y/n to understand.

“It’s no one’s fault.” Y/n whispered. “We can just hang out today, and go do something if you want.”

Ranboo shook his head. “No. No, I just want to be around you. I don’t want to do anything today, please.”

Y/n tightened their grip on their boyfriend. “Then we don’t have to. I promise.”

“I really loved the song.” Ranboo muttered gently.

Everything was silent between the two lovers. It was perfect even.

“Happy five years.”

#ranboo x y/n #ranboo fluff #ranboo x reader #ranboo imagine #ranboo #ranboo x you #c: ranboo #cc!ranboo #dream smp #dream smp x reader #dream smp x y/n #dream smp x you #bo burham inside #bo burnham

[little-lee-froggie]

Strap in besties, it the special post

Hello! Welcome to a very special post where I’m going to be posting all my old fics I never posted and the ones I never did and never will finish, and there’s A LOT. They’ll be organized by fandom in alphabetical order (though I’m pretty sure there’s only two since they’re the ones I write the most for), so if you only like one of the fandoms I write for, you can look for it! Anyway, this is going to be a big one, so strap in, and let’s get into it:

Here’s a little guide so you know what all I have. Everything is in order, so that should help you find everything-

Fandom #1: Dream smp

Stories-

1: c!Techno x lee!reader (platonic)

2: c!Ranboo x lee!reader (platonic)

3: c!Tubbo x lee!reader (platonic)-unfinished 

4: c!Wilbur x lee!OC (siblings)-unfinished 

Fandom #2: My Hero Academia 

Stories-

1: Shoto x lee!OC (siblings)-unfinished

2: Shoto x lee!reader (platonic)

3: Dabi x lee!reader with extra character Shiggy (slightly less than platonic)-unfinished 

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Scenarios-

1: Characters - OC, Kirishima, Fatgum, Tamaki (all platonic) /tickling mentioned/

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Headcanons-

1: Shoto ler headcanons

2: Tamaki ler headcanons 

3: Bakugou ler headcanons 

Fandom 3: Assassination Classroom

Stories-

1: Karma x lee!reader (platonic)-unfinished 

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Ok, so here’s everything!! Let’s go:

Dream smp:

-I only write fics for the canon characters, none of this is IRL. This is all some of my first writings, so I’m sorry if it’s cringe at times, that’s just the way I wrote it, I’m sorry-——————————————————————story 1: c!Techno x lee!reader (platonic)

Techno looked at you, a bit confused. Confused and worried. You averted your gaze, and shyly continued to drink your tea. “Are you feeling ok?” Techno asked you. You nod, the only way you’ve really said anything to anyone today. Just shrugs of the shoulders, and nods or shakes of the head. 

“Are you sure? You seem more quiet than usual, and that’s saying something” he said, teasing slightly, but seemed more concerned then anything else. You just shrugged, and went back to your own little world, still drinking the tea that Phil made for you. 

The silence would be awkward to most people, but not you. You quite enjoy silence and listening to others, as it gives you time to observe, imagine and learn. 

“Heeellllllooooooooooo? Are you ignoring me or something?” he asked, getting more worried about you, but hiding it not on purpose, but well behind his nonchalant personality. Normally you were quiet, but not like how you were being right now. 

You were usually a shy but interested quiet, chiming in with sassy remarks or helpful advice every now and then, but still talking at least and always very present, not with words, but how in tentatively you listened. Right now was a completely different kind of shy. 

You were uninvested and not talking at all, not even when Phil purposely said “BPS” instead of “BTS” to tease you, as you will always immediately correct his joking and laugh along with Phil about it, but this morning, you were completely zoned out, you didn’t even notice that he had said “So, has BPS dropped any new songs recently?” and it was beginning to remind them of when you first came to live with them, worrying that they had made you feel uncomfortable or unwelcome somehow, but Phil had to leave to watch Micheal for Ranboo and Tubbo, so it was just you and Techno. 

‘If only he knew what I wanted… but there’s no way in hell I’m asking for it’ you thought to yourself (as if you can think in any other way 🙄). You started to think deeply about it, not noticing the blush appearing on your own face. 

Techno however, did. He was confused about it at first, but he is smart and eventually put the pieces together. You still had no clue that he knew the truth…. that you had woken up in THAT mood… a way stronger one then most days. 

A lee mood, the kind of mood where all you want is to be tickled mercilessly. 

And the fact that this did not stay hidden from Techno for very long came as a surprise to… raze your hand if it surprised you. No one? That’s what I thought. 

A small smirk began to play on the pigman’s face. Ever since a year and a half ago, when he and Phil had discovered how incredibly ticklish you were, they would constantly poke your side when you reached for something high up, or lightly squeeze your side when you were purposely trying to annoy them a little, so the knowledge that you were the most ticklish person on the fucking planet to got used against you quite often by both Techno and Phil. 

Techno brought you into his lap for a back hug, putting your mug of tea down for you, and whispered into your ear “if you want to be tickled so badly that you’re thinking about it to much to talk, you could have just asked for it” he teased in a quiet tone, lightly tracing your inner ear (one of your more sensitive spots), earning a loud squeal from you, but you were stuck in his embrace. 

“Now, if you want me to do that again, alllllll you have to do is ask me” he said, almost to happily (especially for Techno), as he lightly stroked up and down your arm, not enough for you to laugh, but enough to drive you crazy. “Pl-please do that again…” you said shyly, but Techno is one of the few people that you would trust with everything completely and hole heartedly on the dream smp, other than Phil. 

“Now, was that so hard to just talk to me?” He teased, tickling your ear again, earning squeals and giggles from you, as his hand that was around you, holding you in place started to tease your waist in a way more ticklish way then you had ever experienced. 

“Ahahah, Techehnho!!” You giggled out loudly, but with that sweet and sugary hint that your laugh always had to it when someone was tickling you, kicking out lightly from how much just that tickled. “Yesss Y/n, what is it~?” Techno said calmly. “Ihihihththt tihihiclehehes!!” you giggled out, melting into your best friend. 

“No way, really?” he said sarcastically but in a way that sent shivers down your spine. “I know it does, that’s what you want, isn’t it??” he teased, being so effective that it tickled you with words, and he moved his hand from your waist to an insanely ticklish spot; the soft skin under your bellybutton. 

Your giggles turned hysterical. He hadn’t even been tickling you for more then ten minutes, and you were already in hysterics and completely melted into your friend, making it way easier for him to tickle you. 

“Ahahahhahah Tehhehchnhoho!!! Whahahhat are yuohoho doi- TECHNAAHAHAHAHA!!!!” You screamed as his hand moved from your lower stomach skin to one of your most ticklish and sensitive spots… the place where your ribs met your stomach… You started to kick out more, trying to squirm free, but you didn’t really want to be let go. 

He stayed there for awhile, as it had gotten the biggest reaction out of you so far, whispering teases into your ear like “Why are you trying to escape me? You wanted this, ya know” and “jeez, stop screaming! Your lungs will pop!”. 

The teases almost had more affect on you then the tickling itself! Almost… After about fifteen minutes of lightly tickling at the bottom of your 

hyper-sensitive diaphragm (it felt like fifteen-million eons, but you weren’t complaining), he then said something that made your heart pound with adrenaline and excitement; “Come on, stop kicking your legs so I can get them to! I know they have some of your most sensitive spots~…” and with that, you quickly tried to stop your legs as best your could, but Techno had decided to tease you even more, not stopping the attack on the bottom of your diaphragm. 

“TEHEHEHENOHOHOHOSTHOHOHOPPPPP!!!!!!!!” you yelled, laughing way more than before because of his teasing. 

“Stop what?? YOU stop kicking you legs and I’ll get them to! It’s not that hard~” his teasing went on relentlessly, until about five minutes later, when he decided that you had had enough teasing for that spot, and stopped for a few seconds so you could stop kicking your legs, and he immediately grabbed them, earning a happy and anticipation filled squeal from you. 

“Ok Y/N, I want you to squeal and or giggle louder the more it tickles, but any laughing, and I slow down to the same speed I was teasing your arm earlier, ok~?” he said in such a cheery sounding way that it was hard to believe that it was Techno saying it, but the message behind it was an obvious playful yet threatening challenge. 

He started with under your calves, getting small squeaks and a few quiet giggles, but he wasn’t satisfied. Then he moved his hand to your under-knee, getting louder giggles then before and a bit of squirming around, but still not enough to to satisfy either one of you. 

But then he hit the jackpot… he moved his torturous yet much needed hands from your under-knee to your under-thighs, earning a scream filled laugh from you; “AHAHAHAHAHTEHEHECHNHOHOHOOOOOO!!!!”  You couldn’t help the laughing and screaming, despite knowing what will happen if you couldn’t. 

“Five…” Techno slowed his attack slightly. “Four…” more and more slowly as he counted down. “Three…” he was almost at that unbearable speed that was so tortures and evil. “Twooooo…” he dragged out the word to add to the anticipation, resulting in anxious yet excited giggles from you. “ONE!!!” he yelled, speeding up again to even faster and 100x more ticklish then before, earning way louder screams of absolute euphoria then he had ever gotten from you, and the louder you screamed, the faster he went, and the faster he went, the louder you screamed. 

You had never wanted something to both stop and never end so much before in your entire 13 years of life on this planet, not even moving anymore, just absolutely and completely melted into a puddle of complete and utter euphoria. Never before in your life have you been so happy and been screaming so loud, but it was such a nice feeling, and you just wanted to stay in that beautiful moment forever and just have time stay completely still. 

It had nearly been an hour since Techno started to tickle you, maybe even more. You both had completely lost track of time when Phil walked in, indicating that it had been over an hour. Techno stopped when he heard Phil enter the house, both to your relief and disappointment. 

“Well, you two definitely had fun I see!” He said as if Techno wasn’t just murdering you with the most ticklish tickles you had ever received, but you just smiled, your red face getting slightly redder from a small blush on your face due to Phil’s comment. 

“Oh yeah, I’ve never heard them laugh so much in the three years I’ve known them! Whatever it was they were doing musta’ been really funny!” Techno teased you with a small poke at your side. 

Needless to say, the next time you were in even a small lee mood, you were going to talk way less then normal

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Story 2: c!Ranboo x lee!reader (platonic)

It was a seemingly normal day, until Phil and Techno had thought it would be a good idea for you to go see Ranboo. You agreed, as you quite enjoy spending time with him, and Tubbo as well, but Tubbo was out with Micheal, so you were just going to be seeing Ranboo. 

The interesting thing about you and Ranboo is that if someone didn’t know you two, based off how you guys act around each other they might assume that you are siblings. You and Ranboo definitely act like siblings sometimes and are both hybrids that are half and half split down the middle, so it’s a fair assumption. Incorrect, but fair. 

Another thing that made you guys seem like siblings is the fact that you both are constantly giving each other sass and would always have a witty comeback to what the other said (entirely in a friendly joke-fight way). Normally, this would either end in one of you not having a comeback and the other wins, or you would both forget how this started and just move on to something else. But today was different. 

You had zero clue that Phil, that evil bird man, had told the enderman hybrid about your weakness. 

Phil had seen most of your joke-fights, and decided that he was going to give Ranboo the upper-hand for the next one, so you, completely clueless, said something so sassy to Ranboo that he got really pretend shocked and said in both a very “shocked” voice yet also one with a hint mischief and a teasing in the back of it; “Now why would you ever say that?!”, he said, which surprised you, as he normally had something more to say about it, but you decided to ignore his out-of-character but clearly teasing and somehow slightly threatening yet playful response, and replied with “And what are you going to do about it? I said what I said, and that’s that!”, but instead of the expected response of “You really think that’s it?”, or “And why would THAT be, huh?”, you instead received a smirk and an “Is that so~?”, that sent a shiver down your spine. 

You got up and backed away, but he got up as well, following you, and walked really close to you and said “If that was that, then why am I going to do this~?”. 

His voice was not even TRYING to hide the mischief in what Ranboo was doing anymore, as the Oreo boy lightly as to not hurt you, but hard enough to make you squeak and start to sprint away, poked you. Not more then once. Not with a lot of energy. 

But he still poked you to the point of running (ShE’s A rUnNeR, sHe’S a TrAcK sTaR✨(sorry)) and he chased you till he caught you, which surprisingly took awhile, as he had *vwooped* to right in front of you and tried to grab you, but you do battle training with Phil and Techno, so you managed to dodge. 

This went on for about fifteen minutes until Ranboo had you cornered with no blind spots where you could potentially run through, and with that, he grabbed you. “Ahahah nhohoh fahahahihihr!!!!” You giggled in anticipation as the 7ft hybrid boy carried you back to the couch you were on before when you had made the original remark that started this all. 

“Puhuhuhut mehehe dohohown!! Rahahnbohohoho!! Ahahah!!!” “Put you down? As you wish~” he said as he put you on the couch and sat on your arms, pining them above your head. “Now, Where should I get first, hmm? There’s so many good spots… Do you have a preference~?” “Nohohohohoh!!” “No preferences? Ok then! Hmm… how abouuuut… HERE!!”, he said as he scribbled on your ribs. 

“AHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!!!” You screamed as he went on attacking your ribs. “Not there? Ok, how about… here~??”, he said, now one hand on your stomach and the other one on your arm, teasing you. “RAHAHAHANBOHOHO DOHOHOHON’T!!!! AHAHAHAHA!!!!” “Not there either, huh? Okay, what about… hmmmm, so hard to choose… ooh, what about heeeere~?????” He said way more tease-y than before, putting his hands under your bellybutton to tease your soft, sensitive skin. 

“RAHAHAHANBOHOHO NOHO DOHOHOHON’T!!!! STAHAHAHAHAP!!!!”, you screamed in laughter, but let’s be honest… you didn’t want it to stop. “Don’t stop? FINALLY a good review, geez~” he said even more teasing then last time he spoke, almost tickling you with his words. 

It was different from when Phil, Techno, or XD were to tickle you. To be fair, they all had different ways to tickle you, though. 

Phil mostly tickled you when you needed cheering up and was always very gentle and payed attention to subtle things that might have hinted that it was tickling to much or you were reaching your braking point, but let’s be honest, neither pretty much ever happened. 

When Techno tickled you, it was either cause he could tell you wanted it, you were annoying him in a playful way, or if you were sad and or panicking and needed a little light cheering up. He is normally slightly more ruff than Phil, plus, Techno is also a big believer in waking you up with tickles, and he says it’s funny to see you both fight sleep and his hands at the same time. 

When XD is tickling you, they are definitely the one who believes in teasing you the most, and would find any excuse to tickle you on one of your outside excavations, especially if you fell, because then they could insist to heal you just to see you try not to give a reaction, but end up melting in their touch. 

Ranboo, just like everyone else, had his own style of how to tickle you; “Awwww, does it tickle a little~? Look at you just melting into me! Phil was right, you really are tickle-tickle-ticklish! Awh, I hope you know that Tubbo’s going to find out about your little weakness as well~!”, he said to you. 

His way of tickling was similar to XD, but with hints of Techno in it. The teasing was VERY similar to XD, but the way he stayed at pretty much the same pace and moved around based off of your reactions was a lot like Techno. 

“FUHUHUCK YOHOHOUAHAHAHA!!!”, you screamed, knowing this would probably make your situation better worse for yourself and you were prepared for the consequences of your actions. You were more then prepared. 

You WANTED it. He paused for a moment in fake shock and he gasped dramatically. “How dare you?! You’re going to regret that~!” He teased as he moved his hands from your lower stomach to the the place where your back met your side and changed from friendly scribbles to ruff tickles. 

You let out a loud scream and fell into hysterical laughter, not even able to form proper words; “RAHAHAHAHAHAHBAHAHAH!!!!!!!! STAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!” “I’m sorry, but I don’t know a ‘Rahbah’, but whatever their doing, it can’t be that bad~”, he said as he sped up the tickles, making it so you couldn’t even talk anymore, and you were to tired to move as well, from both the running and the tickling, so you just had to sit there and take it. 

Eventually he stopped, and you quickly pulled your hands down, still giggling from the tingling that you always got after you had been tickled for long periods of time. About an hour or so passed after that, Ranboo still would poke you or lightly squeeze your sides just to get you a bit flustered. 

When Phil eventually came to pick you up, you said your goodbyes and started to walk home. “So, what did you do? Did you have fun~?”, he said in his teasing voice that he used every so often. “I’m going to kill you” you said jokingly and with a small laugh in your voice. “Oh? And why would you do that?”, he said, giving you a small poke. 

After you squeaked, you just rolled your eyes playfully and said “I think you know exactly why”. Phil laughed a little, then said “You want to fly the rest of the way home?”, as he smiled at you. You nodded, and he let you hop onto his back, and took off into the air. 

Needless to say, next time you went to Ranboo’s house, you would be just as sassy to him as you were today

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Story 3: c!Tubbo x lee!reader (platonic)- unfinished

You knew for a fact that the next time you were to go to the overgrown Oreo and Bee boy’s  house you would be endlessly teased. 

Last time you visited, Phil had told Ranboo about your sensitivity, and Ranboo promised that he would tell Tubbo, and he never lies to you… and to your luck dismay, you were going there today because Phil, Techno and Ranboo had a syndicate meeting, so you had to prepare yourself mentally to see Tubbo, because you knew that the moment you stepped foot in the house, there was no turning back and your fate was sealed…. 

You had been with Tubbo for about ten minutes, and you quickly went to one of the many guest rooms, hardly saying hi to him to do your best to keep the teasing to a minimum. You had brought your favourite sketchbook with you so you could preoccupy yourself until Tubbo inevitably found where you had run off to. 

Well that time came sooner then you had expected, and he walked in about two minutes latter. “There you are! I was wondering where you went to~…” he said, already teasing you somehow. “Mmm…” you replied, forgetting why you were where you were, completely lost in your drawing. 

“Whachya’ drawing??” He asked, knowing this would get your attention, because you had a rule that no one is allowed to see this sketchbook until it’s completely filled out besides you. You quickly closed your book when that sentence was accompanied by a poke on your side, getting a squeak out of you, and you curled up into a ball, giggling slightly and quietly. 

You put your book down and sprinted away, Tubbo close behind you. It wasn’t to late, but you knew from babysitting Micheal that he would be asleep right now, so you didn’t worry about him finding out, but you didn’t want to wake him up, so you made sure to run far away from his room. 

You were thankful that it was such a huge house, but because of it, you knew for a fact that Tubbo would catch you, because, even though he may be slightly slower than you, even with the extra adrenaline, he had more stamina, so at this point you were just delaying the inevitable. 

You knew that, but you didn’t care, all you cared about is not waking up Micheal. After about five minutes of being chased all around the giant house, you had eventually been caught by the bee lover, and you knew there was no getting out of that now. 

You were stuck.

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Story 4: c!Wilbur x lee!OC (siblings)-unfinished

Wilbur and Fawn were home alone together, just kind of chilling, Wilbur was playing the guitar and Fawn was singing along. 

Phil had taken Tommy to go see Tubbo and Techno had told Niki he’d help her with her garden, specifically with the potatoes she was trying to grow, so Fawn and Wilbur had decided that they were just going to do whatever, hence them playing music together. 

“Can you teach me how to play the guitar one day Will?”, Fawn asked their big brother after they finished up the song they were playing. “Yeah, sure! I might be a bit busy for the next little while, finishing up a new song, but definitely soon!”, he said, knowing when they make that kind of proposal, they normally mean some time in the near future. “Thanks Will!”, they said, with a small giggle in their voice. That small giggle made Wilbur get an idea. 

“Hey… if you want I can teach you right now Fawny~” said Wilbur teasingly, putting his guitar down. “Really? That’d be awes- wait a minute, ‘Fawny’? Why’d you use that name? Wilbur, please don’t tell me you’re planning what I think you’re planning.”, they said almost sternly, looking up at their brother, but seeing the smirk on his face made Fawn’s fight or fight reflex activate, but Wilbur could tell and grabbed their wrist so they couldn’t run. 

“Planning what Fawny? To be an awesome big brother and help you learn a new instrument~?”, said Will, his smirk growing at the anticipation in Fawn’s eyes. 

Fawn somehow managed to get their wrist free before their brother could attack, quickly running away. “That’s not going to help you much Fawny~! You’re just delaying the inevitable now!!!”, he called after them, getting up, but purposely giving them a few seconds head start to add to the anticipation. 

He chased them all around the house, but eventually took a shortcut to where Fawn was running to, and they ran into him, allowing Wilbur to catch them in his arms Catholic Church intro (<—— add link) style, and carry them to the living room. 

After pinning them down on the couch, Wilbur took his usual position, sitting on their arms to get a good shot at everything while having his hands (and wings) completely free to roam wherever they please. 

“Wihilbuhur dohon’t!!!”, Fawn managed to giggle out while their brother lifted their hoodie to the bottom of their binder, and just smirked at them, lightly brushing his fingers along their neck to show that this was happening no matter how much Fawn argued, because Wilbur knew they didn’t mean it. 

It’s hard to explain, but as the oldest of all the siblings, he developed this sixth sense to be able to tell when his siblings actually don’t want to be tickled or it’s their biological response, and right now, it was both a mix of biological response and also Fawn not wanting to admit that they actually really enjoyed it and wanted to be tickled really badly. (I don’t play the guitar, so if the notes are ones that are just strings/aren’t a note you can play on the guitar, please don’t bash me ㅠ ω ㅠ) 

Now’s when Wilbur took his plan into action, saying “Ok, so, this is A#…” he said, pretending that the space between Fawn’s ribs were the frets, and did the hand placement for the note, “strumming” on their torso, making them squeak and giggle, kicking out slightly from the feeling. “Ah, what beautiful music that comes from this guitar!”, Wilbur teased, “strumming” even faster, making Fawn’s voice raze an octave. 

“Wihihihihilbuhuhuhuhr!!!! *squeak* ahahah, nohohohoho!!!!!!!”, they giggled from the attack, as Wilbur kept pretending that he was teaching them guitar. “Oh no Fawn, I think this guitar needs to be tuned, it’s all squeaky and changing tune like it has a mind of its own!”, he teased them, as they started to giggle louder, not wanting it to stop, but they would never admit that. 

“Okay Fawny, now I normally wouldn’t do this, but is looks like the sound hole has a lot of dust in it, so I have to clean that out!”, he teased as he inhaled deeply, blowing a huge raspberry on their belly button, making pour little Fawn scream, tears pricking at their eyes. “Okay Fawn, now I’m going to play a song so you get the basic idea of how fast you would have to go to actually play a song~” Wilbur continued with his teasing

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Fandom #2: My Hero Academia

-I have an OC in Mha with the same name as me that I named before that was my name, so if you’re confused about why we have the same name, that’s why-

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Story 1: Shoto x lee!OC (siblings)-unfinished

Kai and Shoto had been friends since they were about 4 and 6, so they go back a long time, and within that time, you learn a lot about a person! 

For example, mister icy hot learned about a special way to help his shy quiet friend when they’re sad or just need some loosening up. When this happens, Shoto will give a small light poke somewhere on Kai’s side. This was, for them, a way for the older to help the younger with any bad emotions and see them smile for a moment. 

Neither of them ever worried about other people seeing, because they just thought of it like cheering someone up, however, it did happen a lot less in class. Even though it happened less, some of the people that were close to them picked up on this habitat. 

It of course wasn’t everyone in the class, however everyone noticed it, but it was a few people. 

There was only one problem with the fact that a lot of the class knew, and that was that it was harder to get good battle training because if they made themself known, in close quarters it was very likely that the person would use it against them depending on who it was. 

In fact, this happened so often that Aizawa had to literally state the rule in front of the class and write it on the board in sharpie so it wouldn’t get erased: NO TICKLING KAI DURING TRAINING. 

Todoroki didn’t really ever tease them about it and found their reaction to it sweet, but he only ever actually tickled them when they asked him to, or when it was a day that Kai clearly just needed to laugh. 

Anyway like I said, a few other people had picked up on the habit, and these people were as follows (from most to least likely): Denki, Kirishima, Deku, Sero and even Baukougou had done it once, but that was really just to make fun of them.

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Story 2: Shoto x lee!reader (platonic)

You had a really shity day and were just ready to go back to the dorms and collapse on your bed. 

You finally got into your room after hours of being yelled at by Aizowia for falling asleep in his class 7 times today while Baukugou mocked you, Iida gave you a lecture, Deku tried to make you feel better by telling you about all the times he fell asleep in class, Ochoco joined Deku in the story telling, and most of all, your childhood friend, Todoroki, was trying to comfort you. 

None of your friends efforts were working, though (not that Baukugou was even trying to), and you just wanted the day to be over. After that, you immediately went back to your dorm room and covered your face with your pillows and just lay like that for about twenty minutes, until you felt your bed dip beside you. 

“Hey, are you okay? I would’ve come here immediately, but I thought you might want some time alone to calm down first, but I figured it’s been long enough.”, said the voice of your best friend, Todoroki, resting a hand on your stomach, which was enough to make you blush and get butterflies in your stomach, which made you thankful that you had pillows over your face. 

“Y-yeah, I’m okay, I-I’m just a b-bit tired, that’s all!”, you said in an attempt to not sound so flustered, but your stutter made it incredibly obvious. “Are you… flustered?”, he asks, kinda teasing kinda curious. 

“I-I.. Y-no? N-yes?? I-I don’t k-know what you m-mean!”, you stuttered. That’s when Todoroki noticed his hand placement. “Ooooooohhhhh” he said, now understanding. 

He slowly and carefully started to trace shapes over your stomach as you started to giggle and try to push his hand away, not successfully might I add. “Nohohohoho!!!! Whihihihy??? Ahahah!!!!!!!”, you protested, not actually wanting him to stop. 

He then moved from tracing shapes to lightly fluttering his fingers under your shirt and over you stomach with his cold hand (oof), while using his hot hand to warm you up a bit by making it hotter and lightly brushing it over your arms, neck, ribs, sides, face and torso. 

Your laughter and giggles would ring out for awhile after that

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Story 3: Dabi x lee!reader with extra character Shiggy (slightly less than platonic)-unfinished

Sleep. 

It’s almost as if Kai’s body didn’t know how how to do that.

Don’t get me wrong, they slept, but only for about 8 hours every month, the amount of sleep someone should be getting every day. Weirdly enough, this didn’t effect them to much, only falling asleep in class when they got way less sleep, like half an hour that month, which didn’t happen to often, so it wasn’t really a worry to their teachers.

Growing up in the Todoroki household had brought some dark times to their life at a young age. No one knew who their dad was, and their mom was a close friend of Rei Todoroki, their godmother. One day, a villain attacked the Ai home, and Kai’s mom, Ai Ayako, got killed trying to protect Kai, so they moved in with the Todoroki family, and seeing what Endever was doing to their godmother and Shoto Todoroki, pretty much the only person they can be themself around made them have terrible nightmares and hate going to sleep, resulting in the terrible sleep schedule they have now.

Since for some reason, it didn’t effect their performance in class, and because their quirk, five senses, allowed them to become almost undetectable, even though they can only use sight and sound right now, they were granted special permission from the school board to just kinda wonder around town as long as they have their quirk activated, and if they start to feel like they have used it for to long, come back to the dorms immediately.

And that’s what they were doing! Just kinda chilling, unable to be seen or heard, just the way they liked it, just sitting by their favourite abandoned house (yes, they have a favourite abandoned house), listening to music generated by their quirk.

All of the sudden, they felt a hand on their shoulder, scarring them to all shit, making them jump and squeak. They were very confused, as they were used to people bumping into them, then being confused at what they hit, but never anyone knowing where they were unless they were someone that they were not using their quirk on, which was pretty much impossible, because the only people they weren’t using it on at the moment was everyone at UA (except for Mineta, because they (along with me and pretty much anyone who watches MHA should) DESPISE Mineta), and they would probably all be asleep because of curfew, and people in the Todoroki family, so that if they ran into their family, they could say hi, but that was it. No one else should be able to-

“Hey, look who it is. The little disappearing kid from UA. What are you doing out?”, said a raspy voice, interpreting Kai’s thoughts. They looked up, and saw two people looking down at them. Well, more like one looking at them, and one looking at the one looking at them. 

“Who the hell are you taking to Dabi? Have you gone more bat-shit crazy then you already were?”, said the one looking at the one looking at- or, sorry, the one looking at Dabi. “Oh, are they using their quirk on you? Hmm… well, show yourself to Shiggy, he doesn’t bite…” said Dabi, a shit-eating smirk on his face from the look on Kai’s. 

‘Tomora Shigaraki and Dabi are here? Why? Why can Dabi see me? Why are they here of all places? Why is Dabi looking at me like that?

Why-‘ their thoughts got cut off again when they started to feel the fatigue that came with their quirk wearing off. They knew they had no choice but to show themself, otherwise, they would faint, and it was better to be conscious with two people as dangerous as the ones in front of them now, then be unconscious with them. So, they turned their quirk off, wobbling from the faint feeling they got, just avoiding going unconscious.

“Well well well, you’re not completely crazy after all Dabi!”, said Shigaraki in his very smooth and slightly soft yet bloodthirsty and unhinged voice. They don’t quite remember what happened next (definitely not because I couldn’t think of how, ahahha 😬) but Kai ended up in a secret bar in the house, sitting tied to a chair, but wasn’t really fazed anymore since they are a very nonchalant person and got over the shock fast.

“Why are you here? How did you find us?”, Dabi questioned Kai as they examined the room around them, just kinda humming in response. “Not talking, hmm? Hey, by the way, are you aware that during your fight with Todoroki in the sports festival, you only made what was happening unseeable to the people in the crowd? We heard about it, how the arena filled with smoke, but when I watched it live, I didn’t see any kind of smoke! Instead, I saw what really happened. Do you know what I’m referring to?”, Shigaraki asked, getting Kai to slightly blush from embarrassment. ‘Shit, I forgot that I can’t make things appear on cameras cuz they don’t have senses! Damn it, now the whole world knows…” they thought.

If you’re wondering what happened, I’ll tell you. At the sports festival, Kai and their best friend, and legal brother, Shoto, were up against each other. The two had promised not to hold back on each other despite being as close as they were, however, mid-battle, Todoroki had asked Kai to make them both silent and invisible, just so he could talk to them, and so they did. When they were completely unseeable (or so they thought), Todoroki gave them the look that he always gave them before he tickled them, but since they were so close together and had limited space to move, Kai couldn’t run away like they normally would, and ended up getting wrecked on live TV. When they asked Todoroki about it after the fight (that he won), he simply said he was worried that he was going to go to harsh on them and felt they needed a break from the match to just have fun for a moment.

“W-what are you t-talking about?”, Kai said, trying to sound unfazed, but the blush on their face and their stutter gave it away. 

That stupid shit-eating grin was back on Dabi’s face, but this time, he started walking towards Kai slowly. “Oh yeah, you’re right Siggy, something did happen~”, said Dabi, Making them even more worried then before. ‘No, their VILLAINS. There’s no way they’d TICKLE me… right?’ 

It only took Kai a minute to realize that hypothesis was wrong when Mr. Shit-grin finally reached them, taking long enough for Kai to start giggling nervously. “Aww, look at that, all scared and nervous, just waiting for me to attack… I feel bad for you kid, I really do, but we need to make sure you won’t ever come back here unless we decide you should” said Dabi, putting his hands on their knees, using them as support while he leaned in close to their face. 

“You’re. At. OUR. Mercy. Now.”

 He squeezed their knees, getting the same squeak out of them that he did when he scared them at the front of the house.

To say Dabi was amused by this would be an understatement. He always felt relatively indifferent about Kai, as they just had that kind of feel to them that if they saw him on the street, instead of rating him out for being there, as long as he wasn’t hurting someone, they wouldn’t do anything about it and just go about their day. Basically, he knew Kai probably wouldn’t say anything to UA or any pro hero’s, and at this point, he was just messing with them.

“Why’d you squeak, huh? We don’t scare you, do we? Hmmm~?”, he said, looking at Kai with the most smug smirk know to man while he continued to squeeze their knees, making them giggle and squeak. “Nohohohoho stohohohop *squeak* ihihit! Ahaha!!”, Kai said, now with a smile on their face as the tickling continued. “Why stop? Does it tickle? Ooh, it does tickle, doesn’t it~… Wow, who knew you were so ticklish! Tickle tickle tickle~…”, the villain continued, in a very teasing manner. “Hey Shiggy, why don’t you join me? The more people, the more they’ll scream!”, said Dabi, and if Kai heard that in any other situation, they would have been terrified, but in this situation, it just caused them more anxiety, worry, and weirdly, considering the fact that if Shigaraki touched them with all five fingers, they would start to crumble and dissolve; excitement. “No, I’d rather sit back and enjoy their screams without getting my hands dirty” Shiggy said plainly. “Suit yourself” Dabi shrugged. Kai hadn’t expected Dabi to be so tease-y with them, or at least not appear to be enjoying it, but he looked as if this was the first time in a million years he had eaten.

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Scenario 1: Characters - OC, Kirishima, Fatgum, Tamaki (all platonic) /tickling mentioned/

Kai was with Kirishima, Fatgum and Tamaki for work studies, but they only really spoke to Kiri because the two were good friends, and Kai was intimidated by anyone they didn’t know well, aka Fatgum and Tamaki. Kirishima was also one of the few people who knew about how physically sensitive Kai was, teasing them about it constantly. Which leads me to the situation they were in now; Kai had just watched Fat absorb a few things into his stomach, a lot of them moving. “How do you do that?”, they asked quietly, but genuinely curious as well. “What do ya’ mean? It’s my quirk” Fatgum says in his usual jolly way. “O-oh, I know that, i-it’s just that even if I had your quirk, I-I could never do that, b-because…” they said, rambling on and on in their shy way, wishing they had never said anything. “I know why!”, Kiri chimes in, clearly amused by this situation. “It’s because they’re-“ he said, but Kai activated their quirk just in time to make him silent. Kiri was about to out them. “W-why did you silence him?”, Tamaki asked very quietly per his also shy personality. “O-oh, I j-just, umm, I-“ they said, trying to come up with something that wouldn’t be lying but also not letting them know about their secret. “I-it’s just that I’d be scared of the impact, even if I knew it wouldn’t hurt…” Kai said. The truth, but not what they meant when they asked how Fatgum did it. “Oh” replied Tamaki, not really getting an answer to his question, but not wanting to annoy them, so he stopped talking. That was the first time anything had come that close to revealing Kai’s secret. The second time was a bit past the point where Kai and Tamaki had started to become good friends, neither of them being any louder, though. Tamaki had accidentally bumped his elbow into their side, and heard a squeak come from them. He started to frantically apologize and ask if he had hurt them, to which Kai replied with the same frantic apologizing for scaring him and being in his way, as they explained that they were fine, just a bit surprised. After about two minutes of apologizing and stuttering, the two finally calmed down and went back to normal conversation. All of the sudden, Kirishima popped out of seemingly nowhere and pretty much shouted; “Hey Tamaki, wanna know why they squeaked like that?!”. Kai immediately started to blush, and (for one of the few times in their life) shouted “EIJIRO KIRISHIMA, I WILL END YOU!!!”, as the two of you started to playfully chase each other, both laughing a little at the others antics. “That was strange… I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kai yell, not even at a villain…” Tamaki muttered softly as he looked as if he was trying to figure out something. Strangely enough, neither Fatgum nor Tamaki figured out what all the commotion was about whenever something like this happened until Kiri actually told Tamaki when he knew Kai wouldn’t be around to silence him, and after that, Kirishima started to tease them a lot more, and would sometimes even poke Kai a little and pretend it was an accident just to tickle and tease them a bit more around Fat and Tamaki, never failing to make Kai flustered as fuck :)

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Headcanon set 1: Shoto Todoroki ler HCs

Not a tease-y ler because he doesn’t see the point in teasing. He says it might make someone fell bad about it, and the point of him tickling someone is to make them feel better and let them laugh 

He’s not ticklish, or at least we don’t think he is. No one really knows, and people are to scared to find out, because, while he is an incredibly kind person, get in his bad side, and he’s terrifying

He has a tendency to say things that sound like teases, but really aren’t, and he genuinely means them as complements, like “your laughter sounds so happy and nice!”, or “your smile’s so cute! You seem so happy, I’m glad!”.

Not very into revenge tickles, cause if he cares about you enough to tickle you, you shouldn’t warrant revenge in his eyes, plus, since he’s never been tickled himself, he doesn’t know what it feels like, and since it makes people smile and laugh, he assumes that it makes people happy, and for some it does 

He makes his left side colder to get a better reaction from you, in turn making you scream

He won’t laugh with you, but he will smile a lot more than usual, as he finds your reactions cute

Cuddles after is a must, and might ghost his hands over your stomach to get you giggling all over again 

You have a code word for stop, just cuz it’s a reflex to say stop, and he knows it

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Headcanon set 2: Tamaki Amajiki ler HCs

Shy boy doesn’t know what to do at first 

I can imagine him liking being the lee more, so it starts off kinda timid and shy (then again, he’s always timid and shy)

However, he loves to see you smile, laugh and just being happy, so he soon finds that he actually really enjoys this as well, however, he worries about possibly hurting you 

Softest ler ever

Constantly asks you if your still doing okay or if this is fine, just making sure that you’re still having fun 

He starts to do it more often, and every time he does it, he gets a little less scared of hurting you, as he now knows what to do and what you like

He will always be shy of course, but he warms up more the more he tickles you

Has never tickled you to silent laughter because he stays pretty light with the tickles, barely getting above giggles for you, however, this means he goes for longer once he’s gotten used to tickling you because he doesn’t have to worry about it as much 

Won’t really tease, but he does laugh along with you and call you cute, which you consider teasing and he considers complements 

He gets so used to tickling you that he can’t go a day with out at least poking you once. He never does it around people though, he would get to embarrassed

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Headcanon set 3: Bakugou Katsuki ler HCs

RUTHLESS 

He’s already so ruff with you, and that either amplifies or decreases when he tickles you, depending on wether it’s for revenge or cheering you up 

Contrary to popular belief (or not, IDK), this boy is very soft when he wants to be

You tend to enjoy pissing him off for fun, kinda like a sport, but this little habit ends up with you getting tickled to silent laughter very often 

He teases relentlessly, weather it’s to cheer you up or not

Likes to state how much power he has over you, and how amazing he is. Like, he thinks he’s accomplishing something great by tickling you

You would never admit it, but half the time when you annoy him, it’s just to get him to tickle you, and the other half, it’s definitely a subconscious reason 

He is fucking evil, and he finds it hilarious to randomly attack you after you got closer to each other 

He says it’s cause he likes watching you just crumble into his arms, completely at his mercy 

Mans is a TERRIFYING ler, holy fucking shit

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Fandom 3: Assassination Classroom

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Story 1: Karana x lee!reader (platonic)-unfinished 

You and Karma had been friends since forever, and the two of you got along surprisingly well. There was always one thing that bothered him about you, though.

He could read everyone else, he could find their weaknesses, but with you… even after so many years of being your friend, he still couldn’t read you, still couldn’t find any weaknesses of yours.

Which is why he was so pleased with the events that transpired today before school…

You and him live in the same area, in fact, you guys live next to each other, so you’ve always known each other. Because you two lived so close to each other, you often walked to school together, then went to sit on the stairs.

And that’s exactly where the two of you were now, on the stairs, him sitting up-right and playing with his anti-Koro sensei knife, and you, laying down on his lap with your face to the sky.

He surprisingly doesn’t mind you laying on him, and he’s pretty used to it, however you always end up having conversations like; “why do you insist on always sitting like that?” “Cuz it’s comfortable, Karmy~” “And why do you always call me ‘Karmy’?” “Cuz you hate it.” “I don’t HATE it, just slightly annoying.” “Yeah yeah, sure. Either way, it’s what I’m going to call you”

You were in the midst of such a conversation when you were teasing him- probably the only person who can get away with that (for the most part)- and he said “Sureee, you’re soooo much better than me at that. I’ll let you believe that…” and poked your stomach once in retaliation.

He expected you to say “Hey!”, and go into a tangent about why you are better then him at whatever you were arguing about, but instead you… squeaked? Not only did you squeak, you also kinda crumpled in on yourself and giggled slightly.

His eyes widened with mischief, his face morphing into an evil smirk. Oh no… he had figured out your weakness. The one that you had managed to hide from him for 12 years, but now, he had discovered it, and holy shit was he going to have some fun with this

“Hey [NAME]… are you by any chance… ticklish~?”

‘Shit’. You knew you couldn’t lie to him, he already knew the answer and lying would only make your situation worse, but at the same time, if you said yes, he would tease you about how compliment you were and how you must enjoy this, which wouldn’t exactly be wrong, but you knew he wouldn’t stop until your face was as red as his hair, so you chose your last resort option. You knew you could pull it off cuz you were good at hiding how flustered you were, otherwise how else could you have hidden your weakness from him for so long.

“What’s that?”, you asked adding in a furrowed brow and a cock of the head for good measure. 

He was clearly slightly caught off guard by that, his smirk turning to confusion. You did your best not to laugh at his face, but you hadn’t ever seen such a look on his face in all the years you had known him, and when you let out a small laugh, he was snapped out of his confusion.

“And what are you laughing at?”, he said, playfully glaring at you. “Yohour fahahace” you giggled, covering your mouth slightly with your hand. His smirk resumed on his face, evilness filling the air. “Oh, I’ll give you something to laugh about-“ he said, and dug his fingers into your ribs. You screamed in surprise, then small giggles started pouring out of your mouth.

“Stohohohop!!!! Thahahat tihihicklehehes!!!!”, you said, trying to pry his hands off your extremely sensitive sides.

“Wow, you’re so percepti- wait a minute… if you don’t know what being ticklish is, how do you know what being tickled feels like? Holy shit, you little lier! You knew what it was didn’t you?! Oh, you just made your situation 100x worse for yourself~” he said, moving from digging to harsh squeezes, but not to harsh, he didn’t want you to get hurt.

“AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAP IHIHIHIT!!!!!!”, you screamed, trying desperately to escape, but your favourite sitting position turned into a weapon for Karma, as he had you trapped in his lap.

He continued with the squeezing with one hand, and poked your ribs with the other. You let out a loud squeak as you tried to pry his hands off you as he continued to tease you, making you blush.

“Wow, you’re SUPER ticklish, now aren’t you~? We’ve known each other for how long, and you kept this hidden from me? Well, now I’m going to have to make up for lost time… wow, this is surprisingly cute~. Why didn’t you tell me you were this cute while being tickled~???”, he teased you, making you blush.

Just then, Koro sensei appeared in front of the two of you, startling you and not fazing Karma. “While I’m glad you two are having fun together, class is about to start, and I’d hate for you to be late” he said, and Karma let go of you as you tried to recover.

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The rest of the day wasn’t any different from the morning, and with you sitting beside Karma, you were easy for him to get. He poked your side at random intervals through out class, making you squeak and the entire class turned to look at you. You just covered your blushing face while Karma just smirked at you.

However, gym class was even better worse. 

Mr. Karosuma had made the two of you sparing partners, and Karma went behind you many times and held you to tickle you, and while normally you could have fended him off, you were on edge and tired, not to mention the fact that you crumpled in on yourself every time which made fighting impossible, your reactions only giving Karma more incentive to keep tickling you.

This went on all day, and none of the teachers did much to stop it, cuz it was relatively good assassination training for the both of you- you to try to escape, and Karma to not let you escape. Not to mention that Koro sensei honestly found your bond cute.

On your walk home together, he actively forced you onto his back, carrying you piggyback style and lightly tickled your inner knees and thighs the entire way back as you had no choice but to hold onto him tight, unless you wanted to fall that is. Not to mention his evil teasing. For the first time in his life he was calling someone cute as a way to tease them in a close friends kinda way instead of to berate them.

He did the same thing on your walk to school the next day. He stayed true to his word of making up for lost time, as ever single chance he got, he would tickle you. This made you jumpy all the time, and he found it fucking hilarious. You didn’t really mind it all to much though. You always sort of enjoyed being tickled, in fact, there used some days where you’d wish that Karma knew, and now that he did… well, you definitely didn’t mind it.

Everything had become sort of a routine, and the both of you had gotten so used to it that when to two of you started walking everyday, you subconsciously got on his back, when you laid across his lap, you would put you hands behind your head, during training, if he got behind you would fall into him, but very subtly (one time, he purposely didn’t catch you and you fell. He found it so funny, then he sat on your hips and ticked you. That was the one time the teacher properly stepped in), and you never had your arm covering the side facing him during class.

After almost two months of this, he suddenly stopped. It came out of the blue, just happened one day. To be honest, it made you feel a bit sad. All through out the day, not even a single poke. If only you knew what was in store… See, he was purposely not tickling you so he could catch you off guard. After a week of this, he invited you over for a sleepover. The two of you had only ever had one sleepover before, and it was mostly to plan on how to kill your teacher, so you were a bit sceptical, but agreed nonetheless. He was your best friend after all.

When you got to his house, everything seemed a bit off. His parents were out of town for a few days, and it was a weekend, so you didn’t have a set time to wake up. Instead of sleeping in a bedroom, he had things set up in the living room so the two of you could watch t.v and turn it off when you were tired enough to sleep and not have to walk to his room. 

He had a movie picked out to watch- Coraline- and snacks. He was being to nice, to upbeat. Something had to be up.

The two of you sat down on the floor, a big pile of blankets and pillows on the ground. You two sat in your normal position, you flopped on his lap, but you noticed he placed his hands on your stomach, making you feel butterflies, every time he hands shifted slightly, you jumped a little, making him smirk. Everything was going according to plan.

Then it happened. The tickle scene in the movie finally came, the entire reason he chose it in the first place. 

At that point, you couldn’t take it anymore, and blurted out “CAN YOU JUST-“, but you stopped at the word ‘tickle’. You couldn’t say it. It was to flustering for you, you just couldn’t. 

“Can I just what~?”, he asked as you got all fidgety. He reviled in the blush appearing on your face. “You know, just… mmph” you grumbled. “I don’t know what ‘mph’ is 

[NAME]~” “J-just, you know… t-… tic-…” “You want some tictacs?”, he asked as if he didn’t know all to well what you wanted. “Karma… please…?”, you said small-ly, clearly missing the playful gesture. Now, this man may be sadistic, but when you sounded so sad like that, this went from a mission to fluster you to a mission to cheer you up.

Of course, he still wanted to tease you though, he just decided to go about it slightly differently. “Please what~? I don’t get what you mean, you have to tell me~…” he said, but his actions spoke differently. As you were focused on the fact that he was being mean, you didn’t notice his hand slowly snake around your torso until he started squeezing your side.

You were completely caught off-guard by this, and you let out a surprised scream followed by laughter. “K-kahaharmahaha!!!”, you giggled out, kicking and moving side to side. “What is it [NAME]~? I’m not doing anything ~” he said as you giggled and laughed, trying to escape, but there was no way in hell Karma would let you do that. After all, he new you didn’t want to in the first place. 

“KAHAHaharmahahaHA!!!! Dohohon’t plahahay thahahat gahahahame!!!!”, you giggled, a blush forming on your face, and it didn’t go unnoticed by your sadistic friend who was currently MURDERING you with laughter.

“Hey, [NAME]~… are you ok? First you have a random outburst of laughter, now your face is turning red…” he said, as he moved his hand that wasn’t squeezing your side to do the same motion on your thigh. With that simple moment, your laughter raised an octave.

“KARMAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!”, you screamed, squirming in his grip, and he just laughed at you. 

“Ok [NAME], looks like you caught me! And was being so subtle about it to. Oh well, doesn’t change much. Say… is your back ticklish ~?”, he asked, turning you over so you were laying on your stomach and sat on you to keep you pinned, using his knees to keep your hands down. Then he lifted your shirt so your back was bare, and started to skitter his blunt nails all over your back, and every so often moving his hands to your sides.

“Hmmm, so it is~. That information will come in handy…” he said close to your ear, his breath in your ear making you squeak. 

“Oh, are your ears ticklish to~?”, he said, keeping one of his hands at your back and moving his other one up to your ears and neck, turning your loud giggles all squeaky. “They are! This will be even more useful, especially when your sitting how you normally do~”

“K-karmahahaha!!!!”, you giggled, trying to get out of his tickly prison, but failing, not that you minded. 

After a little while of him attacking your back, neck and ears, he asked his question again. “Hey [NAAAAAMMMME]~? Are your arms ticklish?”. If you could have widened your eyes, you would have. He quickly moved his hands to your arms, making you scream. Your arms were insanely ticklish.

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Holy FUCK that was a lot… I hope you liked it, I put a lot of effort into it. Merry Christmas, Hanukkah, or whatever else you celebrate at this time of year! I hope you had a good celebration! Well, I’m going to head to sleep now, byeeeee!!

-Froggie :p🎄

#Holy shit I finished this- #tickle community #tickling #t-word content #tickle fluff #mha tickles #Dream smp tickles #Assassination classroom tickles #lee!reader #lee!oc #ler!shoto #Ler!dabi #Ler!tamaki #ler!bakugou #ler!technoblade #ler!ranboo #ler!tubbo #ler!wilbur #ler!karma #Shoto x reader #shoto x OC #Dabi x reader #tamaki x reader #c!techo x reader #c!ranboo x reader #c!tubbo x reader #c!wilbur x OC #karma x reader #shoto headcanons #tamaki headcanons

[k3yreviewer25]

written for @b1rdza's mtiys prompt of 'first kiss'

i know I'm super late to the party with this, but writings been really hard recently for some reason and i got tired of looking at this, so 👍

"Okay, truth or dare?"

"Uhhhhh, truth."

"Are you sick of playing this game yet?"

"Yes."

"... Guess we should've brought a pack of cards or something, huh?"

Tubbo rolled his head over to look at Ranboo, curled up on his own cot on the other side of the room. With the mansion being basically completed, the two of them had decided to spend a night in it, get a feel for the space. What they hadn't accounted for was getting sleepover jitters. And with their new bedroom being so freaking huge, they'd both agreed that sleeping in the closet would feel more cozy.

Tubbo sat up. "Well, what do you want to do?"

"I mean, sleep, obviously, but-" Ranboo sat up as well. "-I think I might remember the way up to the roof? If you wanna stargaze."

That did sound pretty nice. Tubbo began gathering up his blanket. "Yeah, sure."

-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-

He shouldn't have trusted Ranboo of all people when he said he remembered the way up there. After at least ten minutes of walking, Tubbo was pretty sure they'd gone down a floor. Eventually, they ended up in the kitchen, which had been partially furnished with cabinets and a fridge.

"So this is, um, this isn't it," Ranboo said. "Oops."

"Yeah, no kidding." Tubbo began rooting through random cabinets. "Maybe Foolish left snacks, or something though- Oh! Bingo!"

Straightening up, he held up an unopened wine bottle. Ranboo looked dubious. "Are you sure that's a good idea? I mean, with going on the roof and all?"

"One bottle between the two of us is hardly gonna do anything, believe me," Tubbo said. "But if you want, we could just go back to bed and hang out there."

Ranboo nodded. "Yeah, that sounds fine. And I, um, I don't think I remember how to get up to the roof anyway."

"Maybe we can get Foolish to draw us a map."

They managed to get back to their room all right, thankfully. Back in the closet, Tubbo dragged his cot over next to Ranboo's and pried the cork out of the bottle. The wine was pretty good, as far as wines went; tasted like sweet berries. He passed it to Ranboo and watched him take a swig.

"You know, only a few more days, and then we can start actually moving in here," Tubbo mused. "Crazy, right?"

"Yeah, seriously. Feels like not that long ago when you first started Snowchester."

Well, all things considered, it really hadn't been all that long ago, had it? A couple months. And with all that had happened in those couple months, time had just flown by. It was like a whole year's worth of life had gone by. Ranboo handed the bottle back. Tubbo took it, but didn't drink.

"Hey, Ran?"

"Mm-hmm?"

"Wanna play truth or dare some more?"

"Really man?"

"But-" Tubbo held up a finger for emphasis. "-there's a pass option. You can either answer the question / do the dare, or you can take a drink. Whoever's drank less by the end wins."

After a moment of pondering, Ranboo nodded. "Sure, why not?"

"Great! So, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Do you actually like my cooking?"

"Um, I, uh- pass?"

Tubbo clicked his tongue as he handed the bottle back over. "For shame, man, for shame. After all the love I put into those meals."

"And all the salt."

"Food needs salt, dude!"

"Not that much-" He cut himself off, shaking his head. "Truth or dare?"

"Dare."

"I dare you to use less salt next time you cook."

"Pass!" The next sip went down even smoother than the first. The inclusion of alcohol was already making this more fun than before. "Truth or dare?"

"I'll also go dare."

"Dare you to let me message someone on your comm."

"...Deal."

He'd thought for sure that that would've been a pass. Now he just had to actually come up with something.

"I'm already regretting this," Ranboo said, watching Tubbo warily.

"Oh, come on, would I ever do anything to embarrass you?" He grinned as Ranboo gave him a flat stare. Drafting up a quick message, he sent it and handed the comm back. "And you have to wait for him to see it before you send another message."

Ranboo groaned when he looked at the screen. "Really? Techno?"

"Yup. So?"

"Truth or dare?"

As the game went on, the bottle got lighter and lighter, and Tubbo's head got more and more airy, until finally there was only a single sip left. Tubbo swished it around absentmindedly, the bottle's neck loose in his hand.

"Wait, is it my turn or yours?" Ranboo asked. One fun thing they were learning tonight was that apparently alcohol did not help his memory problems in the slightest.

"I think yours." Of course, the alcohol wasn't really helping Tubbo's memory either. "Truth or dare?"

"I'll go......... truth."

"Have you..." Prime, he was so tired. He needed to come up with some question to make Ranboo pass so that they could finish the bottle. "Have you ever kissed anyone?"

"Oh, um-" His cheeks were a beautiful shade of magenta. "Yeah."

The bottle almost slipped out of his hand. "Wait, really?"

"You don't have to sound that surprised," Ranboo huffed, crossing his arms. "I had a life before I came here. I wasn't just- just sitting in a room eating crackers for 16 years."

"I know, I know, I just didn't really- I dunno, I've never really thought about it."

"About what, me kissing people?"

"I guess so." Though, now that he had thought about it- "You any good at it?"

That was a weird question, wasn't it? Ranboo shrugged. "I dunno, I guess?"

"You guess."

"I mean, I didn't really, like, ask for feedback or anything. We just kinda- it happened and then we moved on." He shook his head. "Truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"Have you ever kissed anyone?"

"Pass!" Chugging the last sip, he set the bottle on the floor and flopped onto his back. "G'night!"

"Oh. Yeah, good- good night." Ranboo's cot creaked as he got himself settled onto it. "And, um, sorry if that was out of line. The question, I mean."

Tubbo snorted. "Nah, it's fine. Just wanted an excuse to drink. If you're actually curious, I haven't."

"Oh. Are you, like, not interested, or..."

"I mean, I wouldn't say I'm not interested, just been pretty busy for like- past couple years, ya know? Kinda hard to fit in smooching between the wars and shit. And it's not like anyone was lining up for it or anything."

"I can imagine. About the wars and stuff, not- Sorry, that didn't come out right."

"I get it, man, I get it," Tubbo said, waving a hand. "Not like I'm winning any beauty pageants any time soon."

"You know that's not what I meant." He sounded so offended that Tubbo rolled over to face him.

"I know, I know, I'm just teasing. I know you find me irresistibly attractive." Even in the dark, he could see the blush spreading over Ranboo's face. He was practically glowing. "You're pretty when you blush."

Prime, he really needed to not talk when he'd been drinking. But Ranboo did look pretty, the purplish hue really bringing out the vibrancy of his eyes. He was like a big glow stick. A really pretty, really tall glow stick.

"I think you're pretty too. Or, um, handsome, I guess is- would be a better word."

Tubbo's stomach twisted; ugh, he'd probably drank too much. He rolled onto his back. "You don't have to say that. I'm not gonna get offended or anything."

"But I do," Ranboo said, propping himself up on his elbow. "I really do think you're handsome."

He really did sound earnest about it too. But he had to be lying, if not maliciously, then out of nicety. "Right, five things, go."

"What?"

"Five things that you think make me handsome or whatever."

"Oh, easy." He leaned over Tubbo, an unfamiliar intensity in his eyes, and counted on his fingers. "One, you have really nice eyes-"

Only one eye, really.

"-Two, I like your nose-"

What was left of it.

"-Three, you have really cute ears-"

Well, okay, that was a given. Goat ears were adorable.

"-Four, I think your scars look really badass-"

"Wow, a rare swear from Mr. Ranboo Beloved."

"'Ass' isn't really a swear though? And five, you're confident and smart and I- I really admire that." There he was again, sounding so damn sincere. He must be at least a little bit sincere, because he'd rattled those off so quickly. And he was actually looking Tubbo in the face, which he never did. Tubbo's stomach swooped as Ranboo bent down towards him. "And- and if no one else is in line for it, I would really like to kiss you."

It didn't surprise Tubbo like he thought it would. Maybe because he's imagined Ranboo saying it before. But in all those imaginings, Tubbo always said something suave in return, made Ranboo blush, and then swept him off his feet. Now his mouth was dry as he croaked out, "Y-yup. Sounds good."

It was only when Ranboo's face was an inch away from his that he remembered to close his eyes, cause lord knows he didn't want to be the guy that kept his eyes open during a kiss, and then lips were pressed to his.

It wasn't- bad, he didn't think, though the taste of the wine on their breaths was a bit overwhelming. Shit, they really should've brushed their teeth first.

A tingle ran down his spine as Ranboo's hand slid around the back of his head, pulling him in closer, fingers tangling in his hair-

Wait, should he be doing something with his hands? They were just folded over his stomach, suddenly feeling all too heavy and tense. Raising a hand, he slowly moved it up to Ranboo's face, careful that he didn't end up poking him in the eye or something. His cheek was smooth, and fit so well into Tubbo's palm.

And then, all too soon, Ranboo's lips left his, though he kept his forehead pressed tight against Tubbo's. This was nice too; just feeling the breath on his face, and the fingers combing through his hair.

Yeah, he could totally get used to this.

#cbeeduo #hope this is actually good I've gone blind to it at this point

[made-nondescript]

You know what would be great and awful? Tommy’s been doing his own thing for so long & only talking to like, Phil and Wilbur, who wouldn’t tell him, so he has no idea Tubbo’s doing ambassador stuff on another server until a while after Tubbo’s left.

Tommy: Why didn’t he tell me???

Ghostboo: Idk man, probably because you haven’t spoken with him since literally before I died. Kinda dropped the ball there, didn’t you? I mean geez, no wonder he wanted to leave, haha.

(Meanwhile, Tubbo: man, Tommy would find this so cool, oh Tommy would annoy the shit out of these people it would be hilarious, Tommy would totally have laughed at that joke-)

Tubbo DID tell Tommy about his whole ambassador thing, but in truth he wasn’t listening that closely. It sounded like a load of boring political shit from how it was described, having to talk about “trade” and “resources” and whatever the fuck you do when you go to someone else’s server to make an “alliance.” The benefits did sound nice. He won’t lie about that. But mostly he was glad he wouldn’t be the one having to talk to a bunch of politicians with sticks up their ass about the economy.

He forgets. About the ambassador thing, and about Tubbo. In his defense he was a bit preoccupied.

A lot of the Hermits, meanwhile, know about Tommy. Once the formality of Tubbo’s presence on Hermitcraft frays, he starts voicing all those Tommy-related thoughts. He’d love that stream right there, with all the flowers, or he’s always really liked cows, he’d love that shop. 

Tubbo brings Moo-pop back for him only to realize that he isn’t even sure where to find him anymore. The pop goes bad. 

I really like the idea of Ghostboo updating Tommy on all this. Like at that point it’s been a year or more since the arrangement has begun and it’s all but fallen off Tommy’s radar, and then very helpfully his bestie’s dead husband starts rambling about that server Tubbo spends so much time on.

“More time recently than usual.” Boo adds thoughtlessly. “With MIchael, sometimes, too.”

Boo tells him the little that Ranboo knew: about the scale of it all, the wealth of kindness, the way Tubbo always seemed a bit more bright when he returned. Of the treasures he’d always come back with and gifts with no one to give them too. And, notably, their lax attitude towards security.

That’s when Tommy decides it’d simply be irresponsible for him to not investigate.

#tommy's defense to tubbo is gonna be that he's totally like white hat hacker actually. doing them a favor. #dsmp x hc #hc x dsmp #tubbo #tommyinnit #dsmp #dream smp #tubbassador au #nondescript ask

[limeeraser]

I’m a bit embarrassed to go on a rant about dsmp related things but I am oh so passionate about assigning dsmp characters as tma entities.

First of, I feel like I should clarify that there’s a difference between being an avatar of a fear, being aligned with it, and being marked by it. Like for instance Mike Crew was marked by the spiral but is a Vast avatar. Literally Mr. Sims himself is marked by ALL of the fears but you would only consider him an avatar of the eye. In addition, idk if you would consider Martin as a lonely avatar but he’s absolutely aligned with it. That being said here are dsmp characters and what fear entities go with them.

Dream: The Web avatar. I don’t feel like I need to explain that one.

Dream XD: The eye avatar. I don’t know much about the guy but isn’t he literally like god, like in the all seeing eye type way?

Wilbur: Desolation avatar. You can fight me on this and I’ll die on this hill. Wilbur’s whole shtick was that during early lmanburg days he was right at home and he belonged there. But as time went on lmanburg shifted and changed into something he didn’t recognize. He lost his lmanburg. So he didn’t care if everyone else lost their lmanburg too bc to him it was already gone. Also that and the whole explosion shit bc haha desolation avatars and their funny use of fire.

Tommy: Aligned with the Lonely, marked by the web. Mf did not spend months in exile and to DIE by dream just to say he wouldn’t be marked by the web. In addition, there’s a common theme of him being left alone by his friends like again in exile and more recently by Wilbur after he fucking left for Utah. I don’t think he’d be a lonely avatar bc it’s not like he thrives of others loneliness but more so he’s just affected by it.

Tubbo: Extinction avatar. I once again don’t think I need to explain myself just look at that man’s nuclear weapons.

Techno: The Hunt avatar. I am oh so passionate about this one bc he would absolutely NOT be the slaughter. I mean yeah idk you can argue he is but I think the hunt better fits. He doesn’t kill “just because”, he kills for reason. He only goes after people who have wronged him and has no reason to kill anyone that doesn’t deserve it.

Phil: The Vast avatar? Or maybe aligned? Little bird man haha. You can argue the end too but I feel like that’s better reserved for Kristin. Speaking of-

Kristin: The End avatar. I don’t know much about her but literally everything I’ve seen depicts her as kinda like the angel of death or a grim reaper.

Ranboo: Marked by the Spiral/web. Honestly you can argue either fear or both with this guy. I think the web fits in the sense of his fear of being controlled and the spiral with not trusting your own head. Little man is definitely not an avatar but he’s absolutely marked by it.

Quackity: The Flesh aligned. I know this doesn’t really make sense at first but lemme explain. He made an army called the Butcher Army, he ATE Schlatt’s heart, and he oh idk ATE SCHLATTS HEART???? He also tortured Dream in prison too but like, I’m sure you can argue the slaughter for him but I don’t think what he’s doing is senseless killing nor do I think it’s anything strong enough to be considered avatar material. I like to think of him as flesh aligned in the same way Martin is Lonely aligned.

Slimecicle: Flesh avatar so self explanatory. He’s just a pile of goop. Little shlimmy. Shlopping goopy gump

Bbh: Corruption avatar. The egg. I’m so right and it’s so self explanatory.

I’m tired but this is all I’m gonna write. Goodnight limeeraser nation

#dsmp #tma #the magnus archives #dream #Ranboo #Wilbur soot #tommyinnit #quackity #philza #badboyhalo #slimecicle #Tubbo #tubbo underscore #dreamxd #technoblade #rest in piece techno

[crimeboys]

hiiii cyrus :3 ✂ for the ask game?

✂ - share a snippet from your current/most recent WIP!

clingyduo scene from my spiderinnit fic. warning for spiders lul

“Ranboo’s unflappable, Tubbo, wouldn’t let me through worth anything. So I stole Techno’s keycard.”

“Techno’s?!” Tommy grins, shrugging. Bit of charm. Bit of silly swag. “Oh, you’re dead, Tommy, you’re so dead.”

“Is there a way out of here? So I’m not fucking dead?”

“Lockdown, Tommy! Do you know what lockdown means!”

“Sounds like a suggestion to me.” Tubbo makes a loud noise that could be complete and utter frustration but Tommy chooses to interpret as agreement. “Thanks, Tubs, I think so too.”

“You’re an idiot. You’re actually an idiot.”

“Alright! Is there anywhere? Alternate escapes? Scale the building but down?”

“No!” Then, Tubbo perks up. “Wait! Wait, Wilbur said when he was a kid, Phil took him down a weird, cold hallway during a lockdown and they went and got ice cream!”

“Weird hallway, alright,” Tommy mutters, Tommy thinks. “He say what floor?”

“I dunno! It was a while ago.”

“That’s fine, it’s a good clue. It’s probably down then, eh? Bottom floor maybe?”

“Because hot air rises,” Tubbo agrees.

“What? No, ‘cause most secret hallways are on the bottom floor. That’s just science, Tubbo.”

“I am literally a-”

“There’s no time, Tubbo!” Tommy grabs his arm and books it toward the elevator. It’s down. Because of the whole stupid fucking lockdown thing. “Fuck! Where’s the stairs?”

“This way!” Tubbo says, leading him a little further down the hall. They barrel down the steps, hearing distant shouts over the frankly too-long and far, far too-loud alarm, and by the time they reach the basement door Tommy is pleasantly surprised that 1. They did not fall down and die considering Tommy’s uncoordinated attempts at keeping the tarantula in his hoodie pocket and Tubbo’s insistence on doing the stairs two steps at a time 2. The fact that Tommy actually did manage to keep the tarantula in his pocket, thank you very much! and 3. The door was actually unlocked. Amateurs.

They push through the door and nearly fall over each other, but Tommy rights himself on Tubbo and Tubbo rights himself on a wall. Tubbo shoulder-checks him, just enough to push him off, but grabs Tommy’s arm before he can actually fall. Not that Tommy ever would.

“Should be this way,” Tubbo says, letting go of his arm and nodding his head down the creepy fucking hall that almost certainly leads to Hell.

“And this is where Phil took Wilbur to get ice cream?” Tommy asks, rubbing his cold arms. “Are we sure it wasn’t to axe murder him, and then Phil got cold feet? Like, seriously fucking cold feet, oh my God, why’s it so cold?”

“Heat. Rises.”

“Well that’s just silly.”

Let it be known that Tommy Innit is no pussy, because after a quick poke to the spider in his pocket to make sure it’s alive and not freezing its little paws off and a small little in-place jog staring into the abyss that is this fucking basement, he takes a not even slightly tentative step forward.

Then he stops, laughing nervously at Tubbo, “You know where we’re goin’, you should lead the way, yeah?”

“No clue, actually,” Tubbo chirps. He nods his head toward the completely dark Hellscape again again. “I mean, you’re the one who stole the keycard, right? Leading this grand heist?”

“Oh but Tubbo, my friend, you’re the brains of this operation, aren’t you? I’m just the muscle!”

“So you should lead the charge, in case we get attacked. Great idea, Tommy. Maybe you’re the brains and muscle of this operation.” Tubbo nudges him forward. Tommy hates him. He should’ve just graffiti’d Techno’s office and gotten lunch with Wil.

“My wife died today, y’know! She was with child.”

“Then what have you got to live for?”

With a groan, Tommy makes the sacrifice and starts forward. It gets colder the further they go. He keeps his hands in his pocket, partly to keep them warm and partly to make sure Shroud is too. It gets so dark, Tubbo takes his phone out and turns on the flashlight. Neither really actually leads, sticking right next to each other so their shoulders are pretty much glued together. Tommy thinks he sees light, just a bit, at the end of the Hellbound hall.

#asks #sneefsnorf #spiders #they’re silly

[arsenic-simp]

Oh god this is my first post I'm pretty sure-

Spoilers for Tommy, Tubbo, and Jacks recent lore on the DSMP!!! (Any mention of their names are automatically referring to their character on the SMP unless I state otherwise)

The fact I predicted the ending of S1 and the fact Tubbo's nuke would reset the server is blowing my mind, I have been on the "Dream just wants the server back to the way it was" train since exile, I'm losing my mind right now.

The fact that Tubbo was just going the fuck off once he discovered Jack changed the direction of the nukes, technically he had a right to be angry but he should've at least heard him out, If I'm not mistaken the only person that's truly ever heard Jack out was Niki, then when she helped break Dream out of prison she lost Jacks trust, so he labeled her 'as bad as Dream' I believe he said, I don't think that was word for word what he said though.

Also- the way Jack wasn't there in the ending either, when they were on the new server, I believe that this is basically a second chance mainly for discduo, and Karl if I'm not mistaken, this is going to be a bit far fetched, but I'm writing as I think.

I loved the recent streams and the insight it gave into Dream's motives for all of this, we were shown that Dream essentially wasn't lying whenever he said he wanted to bring the server together and for it to be a "big happy family", he was just going about it in a morally twisted way, he thought that was the only way to bring the server back together..it seemingly could but I feel that if Karl does stream another TOTSMP it could possibly be about what conflicts could stem between different members, now that Tommy and Dream have become friends in this server (so far).

About Karl, I've also just remembered that DreamXD still exists, so was XD just chilling in The End watching as the server reset or was he actively pulling strings to make this happen, I feel as though it could be either, and I'm wondering if George will remember anyone- WAIT, WILL KARL EVEN REMEMBER ANYONE- OH- OFF TOPIC, BUT WHAT IF XD DOES TO KARL LIKE HE DID TO RANBOO, BECAUSE IF KARL DOESNT REMEMBER ANYTHING HE'S ESSENTIALLY USELESS TO XD.

Okay my ADHD is showing 💀💀💀💀 I'm going to try and stick to one topic for right now..

Hold on, Schlatt(cc) said he was going to make an appearance on the server, does that mean- is Ranboo not dead anymore??? Is Mexican Dream alive again? This is making my head bounce off the walls because I have so many questions!!!

I feel like somebody is going to remember 'The Incidents' as what Tommy (cc) refered to the Nuclear explosion as, because the server wouldn't be as exciting without someone having some kind of knowledge about it, I feel as though it'd be Jack, mainly because he 1: wasn't in the 'trailer'??? for the next season as well as 2:he's canonically part robot, I've had this headcanon for a while that he could remember some things that others couldn't or didn't remember because AI is typically more agile than humans in terms of memory.

Another thing that I found fascinating is that your limbo changes, so if they die on the new server their limbo won't be the same as it was before (mainly referring to Jschlatt, Ranboo, and Mexican Dream) as well as; does the God of the server change? That's a question that's going to bother me until I see one, like- though XD was a minor character it was very comedic and a sort of...change from other characters, if that makes sense.

I will miss Techno's cabin, and the Prison bell, I mean, I understand that the server was getting a bit outdated so it needed a reset, but there's no remaking the cabin, and everyone in the world can put down a bell and it still not be the same as Techno doing it. I have no issue with the server reset, since the VODs with Techno's cabin and the Prison bell still exist and can be reminisced upon.

I do think the finale had a lot of us crying honestly, even the content creators themselves cried making this (Tubbo confirmed this on the last few minutes of his stream today), and the amount of work they had to put into that, I don't know, but the finale was definitely worth watching, and I would watch it ten times over, I originally started with Tubbo's POV then when Tubbo and Tommy split I went to Tommy's stream, and my god do I not regret it, that was one of, if not the best DSMP stream Tommy has ever done, his acting is improving, even though there were a few minor issues... Like his cam kept dying- but he stayed professional for the most part, and the acting was amazing, props to them, seriously, Nobody can make that exact thing and get the same amout or even more popularity out of it, and make a fandom like this.

But for now, until the next season, until more lore, I probably won't be posting a lot, maybe not even at all, but thx for, well, reading all of this if you got this far, if you really enjoyed I'd love if you left a comment; they help out a lot, even if it's just 'hi' or 'u suck!' it still helps lol.

#c!dream #c!tommy #c!tubbo #dream smp #season 1 finale #drunz #c!jack #jack manifold #revive book #c!karl #totsmp #c!ranboo #jschlatt #c!jschlatt #dsmp spoilers #dsmpblr #dsmp

[mayhemrea]

"Well... the lowly Nobles."

Tommy looked at Tubbo and Ranboo.

"My former valet and the boy my father wishes to adopt. What have I done to upset you so? That you should turn against me? Tubbo?" He turns to the boy.

"I-"

"He has the right to not answer your question." Ranboo interrupts him.

"Silence. Learn to speak only when addressed to." Tommy narrows his eyes at Ranboo, but it appears the swain decided it was the right time to grow a backbone. "Alright, if you wish to be brave, how about you answer my question instead. What have I done to upset you so?"

Ranboo held his head high, eyes meeting directly towards Tommy.

"You have failed to fulfill all of the Emperor's wishes as Crowned Prince." He said.

"And that upsets you so?" Tommy raises an eyebrow.

"What upsets the Emperor, upsets me." Ranboo stated.

"How dare you." Tommy hissed.

The two boys flinched. Tubbo kept his head down, quiet, while Ranboo stood his ground.

"You want me to creep away and live the rest of my life as a duke? Well, I shall not. You want me to lie before the Emperor and his court, by Prime's name, and admit that I have conspired against his Majesty? Well, I did not. You want me to retire, and give the role of Crowned Prince to Prince Wilbur, Prince Fundy, or Prime-forbid you? Well, I shall not. Not in a thousand years. Not if you rack me to within an inch of my life." Tommy sneered, straightening his back.

Ranboo felt a chill run across his entire body. Despite the blond being much shorter than him, he still feels as if he was the smaller and lesser being. And perhaps, maybe that was true.

The Crowned Prince's greyish blue eyes seemed to have brightened to a bright lightning like blue, for just a second.

"I am Theseus, Crowned Prince of the Antarctic Empire. The Emperor's youngest blood son, the rightful heir to the throne. Beloved of the people. And beloved of the Royal Family you have bewitched." The Crowned Prince bellowed around the halls.

Tommy released an aggravated sigh before leaving the two boys behind. Marchioness Beau slowly trailing after him.

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Sorry, I just read the most recent chapter of Butterfly Reign by @tuesday-teyz and also recently watched the The Other Boleyn Girl. I loved everything about it, despite being disappointed on how inaccurate the movie depicted the Boleyn girls, especially Anne Boleyn. If you want a show that depicts Anne Boleyn a little more accurately, The Tudors gives her more justice.

Anyhow, I hope you enjoyed this. And if you didn't get it already, the dialogue was derived from The Other Boleyn Girl.

#dream smp #dsmp #butterfly reign #dsmp fanfic #ao3 fanfic #the other boleyn girl

[honeycrisp2]

Hello I’m looking for a crime boys fic

The fic I’m looking for was short and as far as I remember 1 chapter long and was completed. The fic was crime boys focused and essentially Tommy was recently accepted into a magic school and he soon became friends with Tubbo and Ranboo

He also soon became close with Technoblade a popular student however Technos brother Wilbur seemed to down right hate Tommy. Wilbur would straight up bully Tommy and with magic lift him up in the air and refuse to bring him down. So with those interaction Tommy hated Wilbur as well and didn’t understand why wilbur hated him.

One day with Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo we’re heading to the bathroom they find Wilbur on the floor knocked out with bits of a potion beside his head. The three panic and Tommy goes to Wilbur side and wakes him up. Wilbur however instantly hugs Tommy and PLATONICALLY PLATONICALLY proclaims how much he cares and loves Tommy and how he loves him like a little brother.

Tommy is instantly confused and the three take Wilbur back to a dorm I think? They bring him a to a room I know that. While there Wilbur is still clingy to Tommy and when Tommy and Tubbo are discussing the situation and it gets Tommy worked up Wilbur gets up wraps Tommy in his arms and growls at Tubbo. Eventually when Tommy asks what happened to Wilbur in the bathroom Wilbur asks if that would make him happy (I think??) Tommy says yes and Wilbur reveals the potion he was hit by

It was a love potion and no classmate from Ranboo Tommy or Tubbo level can make it only upper class men like Wilbur which means it was an upper classmate that did this. Tommy Tubbo and Ranboo realize this might be a bigger problem then they thought.

And that’s where the fic ends. I’m trying to find it but I haven’t had any luck.

#crimeboys #wilbur soot #tommyinnit

[bonesandthebees]

I do not know where the I left off, so I am just starting with Sam. I find it very interesting that Sam and Ponk jump onto Tubbo’s bandwagon. We know very little about glass!Ponk because this is only the second time we see him so I can’t really talk about his motivations yet. Sam, however, we have seen one conversation with. And it’s the conversation where Wilbur learns that overloading Tommy’s lungs probably shouldn’t kill him. Sam said that and Wilbur used it to get passed Tommy.

He mostly used it as an excuse to convince himself that Tommy would be fine. But he did also use it to Phil and the other Deathlings. I wonder if that got back to Sam. I wonder if he feels guilty about it. If he feels like like he shouldn’t have said that around the Pythia. If he’s angry at him for abusing Tommy’s lungs. It’s clear Sam thinks the Pythia is a threat. He’s a prisoner and should be locked up. I think that’s been his opinion from the start. The killing him is probably just because Tubbo brought up not having a long-term plan. Now he’s not saying that killing him is their only option. He’s saying that it might be. And he’s not very happy about it.

None of them are actually. They realise that they fucked up. Even Tubbo isn’t trigger-happy. He’s trying to use his hatred for Schlatt, the Pythia’s position and his anger at Wilbur almost killing Tommy to justify it to himself. But then Phil and Techno come in and point out that they can’t just kill him. It would set them back to square one and mean they kidnapped and killed a guy for nothing. So Wilbur won’t be killed, but they still don’t have a plan.

It’s also interesting to see that we have Tommy, Niki, Jack and Aimsey actively against killing the Pythia even if he is a threat to them; Phil and Techno probably against killing him out of their own morals or opinions, but definitely against it because they don’t want a new Pythia to be chosen; Tubbo, Sam and Ponk for killing him mostly out of their own anger or fear, but still kind of resultant and easily swayed by logic; Ranboo who is spineless (and yes I will bring that up in every chapter I still need to get stars!Ranboo out of my system), but is probably against killing the Pythia as well.

Also, I hope all of them got an “oh fuck the Pythia is suicidal now” out of that conversation. I’m not saying that Wilbur is fully there yet but the recent realisations are getting him close and all the Deathlomgs should see those warning signs for what they are. I think most of them do too. Thought they might just take it as the Pythia trying to make things easier for himself.

Continuing where I left of (3/4)

-🌲

yup the thing is sam was suspicious of the pythia from the start. when they first met during the checkup on tommy's lungs, sam wasn't friendly towards the pythia. even still, what he said to tommy in front of the pythia led to tommy almost getting killed, so that only solidified sam's suspicions against him. he sees the pythia as a threat, and has since the start. so of course he's going to be a proponent of the whole 'we should kill him' plan. sam isn't necessarily pissed at the pythia for the whole nearly killing him thing though, because he knows anyone in a situation like that would be desperate. it's more that he's pissed at himself for saying that in front of him in the first place—the guilt thing like you said.

even then, sam doesn't want to kill him to be cruel. he just wants to keep the deathlings safe and knows that might be their only option. and that's where the entire argument comes from. no one wants to kill the pythia because they all recognize it's a fucked up thing to do. it's just a matter of how far they're willing to go to keep their group safe.

but of course even if they decided it was the best option, they can't kill him. because then they'd just get another pythia and the deathlings would be back at square one.

right about all of that including that ranboo is spineless lmao. he very much is against killing the pythia though. he's just not gonna say anything because he doesn't wanna be involved in the conflict.

oh there was definitely a collective "what the fuck" moment for the group when wilbur agreed with that. it's a slow build for the deathlings to realize just how fucked up wilbur is, but that was definitely a large piece to the puzzle for all of them to see.

#ask #spruce anon #through a glass divine

[lildevyl]

Tommy Innit's Secret Clinic, Chapter 12: Tubbo, You're Going!

Summary: Tubbo gets his letter from the Esempi Tech School. Tommy tries to figure out how they are going to pay the rest of the tuition.

TW: I don't think there's any in this chapter!

A/N: This is a bit of a filler chapter and this focuses more on some Character Development with the Bench Trio. So, I'm trying really hard to start writing again and I do apologize for the long a waited wait for the next update! Will try to write some more chapters before school starts then try to update when I can!

Enjoy the story! HAPPY CREATING!

(Bench Trio Apartment)

Things at the house between Tommy and his best friends/roommates have been tense.  Tubbo kept checking his phone as if he was expecting a call of some sort.  At first, Tommy thought that it was a client that had hired Tubbo to make them something for the up-and-coming Robot Wars.   But the way Tubbo was acting it didn’t seem like that was it at all and there was no way that Tubbo would be this tense or worried about work.  So something clearly was bugging Tubbo but every time Tommy brought it up, it was met with a flimsy excuse or another until Tommy dropped the subject altogether.

Ranboo wasn’t doing much better.  Ranboo kept up with the news more often than he usually did.  Normally, Ranboo would just turn on the news station to see what the weather was going to be like or just catch the morning show that he loved so much.

But recently Tommy noticed that Ranboo has not only been keeping an eye on the news channels but also any sightings relating to the Syndicate.  Including the app that was preloaded on every phone on the Heroes & Villains Alert.  It was strange, Ranboo never showed a huge amount of interest in the Heroes and Villains before.  So why the sudden change?

It had been over a month since Tommy healed Siren and Tommy gave them his number.  So far nothing.  No phone calls, no text messages, nothing.  Tommy allowed himself to relax after about a week of silence.  He still had a lot of fun at the Café with Wilbur and occasionally Techno would come in too.  Tommy loved to banter with Wilbur and Wilbur had no problem in talking with Tommy about anything and everything.  Tommy still smiled when he remembered their encounters.  It was special to him.

As Tommy went through his daily routine of getting ready for the day during this late morning.  Tommy decided to head down and check the mail.  Junk mail, junk mail, a letter for Tubbo, junk mail.  A new restaurant called Vulpes just opened up and was having its grand opening.  Junk mail, a letter for Ranboo from work, a letter to Tommy from work, bill, bill, rent’s due soon, a catalog and magazine for Tubbo.

Tommy didn’t really pay much attention to the mail as he sorted it.  When he was done he just took his letter from work and began to read it and a smile appeared on his face.  Tommy would be eligible for benefits here soon!  Great!  He could easily sign up for Health Insurance and will really help them out in the long run! Checking his watch, Tommy saw that he had some time to grab a quick lunch before he had to head out.

(Bad’s Café)

The Café was buzzing with people!  People came to get their coffees straight from work, and the evening crew got their caffeine before heading out.  School kids came in to hang out with their friends before school started in about a month.  College and Tech stunts piling in and getting their favorite snacks before heading off and grabbing their dorm rooms.  Tommy honestly didn’t mind it.  He loved the busy rush between afternoon and evening.  It made the time go by faster and if he was lucky.  Tommy would be able to get out a bit early.

The mad rush soon died down, and Tommy was finally able to breathe for a bit and have a little fun bantering with Wilbur.  Right now, he was currently in a debate with Wilbur about, believe it or not, sand.  Sand!

“Oh, my Primes!  Wilbur!  You eat sand?!”  Tommy exclaimed, hoping he heard the brunette wrong.

“What’s wrong with sand?  It’s crunching, it’s nice, it’s good.”  Wilbur explained like he was talking about the weather and not eating sand.

The two went back and forth for a while on this topic before the doorbell chimed again and in walked a solemn-looking Tubbo and a concerned-looking Ranboo.  Tommy stopped his banter with Wilbur when the two walked in to give a heartfelt greeting and was suddenly concerned when he saw the look on Tubbo.  Tubbo and Ranboo grabbed a seat at a nearby corner table and Tommy quickly excused himself to see what was up with his two roommates.

Tubbo and Ranboo rarely came to the Café when Tommy was working.  They stopped by every now and then and Tommy had no problem with it.  What concerned Tommy though was just how down Tubbo looked when the two came in.  Tommy walked over to the two with drinks in hand.  Tommy knew their orders by heart and Tubbo looked like he could use a pick-me-up.

“What’s wrong Tubbo?”  Tommy asked when he came over and set the drinks on the table.

“Take a look,” Tubbo said, gesturing to the letter on the table.

Uh oh.  Did Tubbo get rejected from one of the Tech Schools he applied to?  Tommy hoped not but the chances are that that’s probably why Tubbo’s so bummed.  Tommy picked up the letter and began reading it.

“ Dear Mr. Tubbo Underscore,

We appreciate you applying with us here at Esempi Tech School.  And would like to congratulate you on getting in. ”

Tommy read the first line and practically threw himself at his friend.

“Tubbo!  You got in!”

“Keep reading Tommy, it gets worse.”

Confused, Tommy continued.

“ We looked over your application and you requested financial coverage. We would like to inform you although you did not qualify for the full scholarship. You have been approved for a partial scholarship.  If you can cover the rest of the tuition we will be seeing you this fall! ”

The rest of the letter talks about sign-in dates, orientation, dorm rooms, and how everything you needed, including a food budget for groceries and/or lunch specials would be provided.  Along with all the materials including textbooks and the materials that would be used in the labs.  Then Tommy saw the bill that they had to pay and understood why Tubbo was so stressed.

Five thousand dollars.  That’s the part that they had to pay.  Tubbo was able to get a particle scholarship and all that was owed was five thousand dollars.  To some that wouldn’t be a problem but for someone like them?

“Tubbo,” Tommy said after a few minutes of reading the letter.  “You’re going.”

“But Tommy!”  Tubbo tried to protest.  “Five thousand dollars?!  You might as well make it fifty thousand dollars!  There’s no way we can afford that!  Let alone find a way to pay for it!”

“Tubbo,” Tommy grabbed Tubbo’s hands making the brunet look at him.  “You’re going!  You’ve been dreaming of going to this school since you were thirteen.  You’ve been applying and trying to get into Esempi Tech School for the last two years, Tubbo.  You’re going!”

“H-how?  We can barely afford, spending money for Birthdays and Holidays as it is.  How are we going to afford something that’s three months' rent!”

“Tubbo, you’re worth it.  We’re going to find a way, trust me.  You’re going!  This has been your dream, Boss Man.  I’m not going to let you throw it away.”

Tubbo gave a small smile.  Hey, Tommy will take that as a win.  Tommy had to head back and return to work now that a few more customers started to come in.  Tubbo and Ranboo finished up their drinks before they went back to their apartment.  Tommy looked around the Café and he didn’t see Wilbur anywhere.  Huh, that’s strange where did Wilbur disappear to?  Shrugging his shoulders thinking that Wilbur probably ducked out when he was busy with Tubbo and Ranboo and headed back behind the counter.

It was an hour left before closing and Tommy was starting his closing routine a bit earlier than usual seeing as how slow they were.  Tommy kept going back to the conversation before with Tubbo and Ranboo.  How were they going to afford that?  Tubbo has been trying to get into the Esempi Tech School for over two years now.  Working on his application, on his resume, and his portfolio.  Tubbo even sent in some How To Videos showing how he built some of the Robots he got commissioned for.  And some gadgets too.

Ever since Tommy met Tubbo, he had been planning on going to the Esempi Tech School and then being the Lab Assistant to the Warden.  Tubbo can try to hide it all he wants, but Tommy can still tell that Tubbo is still a big fan of the Warden.  Tubbo’s opinion of the Heroes might have changed over the years. But that gleam in Tubbo’s eyes when he gets started on some contraption that Tommy couldn’t even pretend to follow along.

Yeah, Tommy was going to make sure that Tubbo got into his dream school so he can get his dream job.  Now the question was, how?  How was Tommy going to find the money to help pay for Tubbo’s tuition?  The answer came to Tommy when he took his phone out and was about to open up his Spotify App.

Tommy completely forgot that he had it on the L’Manburg News when he was scrolling through the free apps.  There on the front page was the most recent report of a Villain sighting.  Erinyes.  Tommy saved Erinyes and gave Orcus and Siren his number if they ever needed a Healer.

The Syndicate said that they owed Tommy two favors and Orcus did say they could offer him protection and money.   Money that Tommy could use to pay for Tubbo’s tuition.  Money that Tommy could use to help get a better apartment for the three of them and to pay for Tubbo’s tuition!

Now, the question was, how did Tommy get a message to the Syndicate about wanting to cash in that favor or at least possibly talk about being their Healer?

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Tagging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @nightfuryobsessed, @ashedflower, @ghostsknewmynights, @luna-moonblood, @tracobuttons, @isa-ghost, @m4delin, @a-humble-narcissus

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Previous Chapters:

Chapter 1: Head Wound Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 2: Nuke and Ender Tumblr Here A03 Here

Chapter 3: Some New Faces Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 4: Some New Places Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 5: Unexpected Visitors Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 6: Getting Help Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 7: Group Home Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 8: Michael's Birthday Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 9: Tommy's Healing Power Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 10: On Patrol Tumblr Here AO3 Here

Chapter 11: Attempted Kidnapping Tumblr Here AO3 Here

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