#tubbo x reader
OKOK I GAVE MYSELF A PROMPT FOR ONCE LMAAO
(this has been sitting in my drafts for about a month)
CCs reacting to a gn!reader cooking at 2 am
People Mentioned: Dream, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Tommyinnit, Tubbo, Wilbur Soot, Jack Manifold, Ranboo, Fundy
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"what.. are you doing-"
your cooking a full on meal
at 2 am
might offer to help
will definitely stay
and watch you cook
also will be tasting your cooking process along the way.
he woke up
to the clang of pans
"what are you cooking?"
it seems to be normal to him-
will want share the meal
also trys to help when he can
takes a lot of the food
while its cooking
and once its done
"why does it smell so good in here?"
will definitely help you cook
will also say he's taste testing
hes just eating the food
while its cooking
over seasons the food
and overcooks it
but only ever so slightly
mans is also very confused
"what... ok then-"
might go back to but
but also might stay and watch
comments on how good the food looks
might try to steal some
just to tell you it tastes "meh"
even if he thinks its wonderful
that's just tommy doing tommy things
"oh your cooking? can i help?"
so very casual about it
its almost scary
how casual he is about it
mans comes out of a deep sleep
walks into the kitchen
and is like
"cOoKiNg?? i wAnNa dO tHaT tOo :D"
its kinda funny too-
also over seasons the food
"what... what are you doing in the kitchen... at 2 in the morning??"
and very confused
even though hes fully awake but we wont talk about that
mans will be tasting the food
also will stand behind you
to get the best look on how the food is made
to steal random tastes of the food
a lot more easier
doesn't comprehend that your cooking
he just thinks your doing a bit
"why... y/n, now is not the time to be doing a bit."
when he finally realizes your cooking
"oh! can i have some?"
but he WILL NOT share food
he wants his own plate 😌✨
will also say that the food smells nice
doesn't comprehend at all
"what are you doing..?"
"oh your cooking... ok."
watches you cook
asks if he can taste it
every once in a while
at least he asked tho
also asks how your cooking the food
it kinda turns into a sleepy cooking show
"what... what are you doing. why are you cooking?"
v e r y confused
mans just doesn't understand
the concept of cooking
at 2 in the morning
will also try to take things
things that aren't even food too-
like a little measuring spoon
and he'll be like "whats this?"
and stare at it for a bit until you need it
also will try to eat the food
once it just got done
and then complain that it's a bit too hot
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MCYT'S with an alt reader headcanons
an: as an alt person myself this kinda helps lol
characters featured: Tubbo, Ranboo, Nihachu (nikki <3), Tommyinnit
(the minors are done respectfully as I put in my bio I myself am a minor.)
readers pronouns are gender neutral (but not said)
- honestly I don't think he would mind.
- would probably get a little scared if ya'll ever did a meet up-
- would calmly ask someone to "fuck off" if they asked for a wrist reveal (don't do that, the asking for a wrist reveal it's not cool)
- you might have to watch ur shoes (manz will steal them and wear them on stream)
- if ya'll were lounging around (if you have them) he would ask about ur tattoo's and/or piercings
- he's proud to say that he has a "scary dog privileges"
- but in all he loves you so much and would never see you as anything else <3
- (would also give you a black rose either as a joke or not we don't know)
- also does'nt mind just thinks you look cool
- would try to wear ur platforms (if you have them) he would steal them-
- as your doing your thing on stream he's silently hyping you up (chat loves you <3)
- would also tell people to leave you alone if they asked for a wrist reveal.
BiG mAn TomMy (tommyinnit):
- thinks ur so cool and loves ur style
- would fight anyone who says other wise
- would cause a scene if someone asked for a wrist reveal (would call techno-)
-he just loves you and shows you off on stream and blocks people who comment on how bad they think you look and would rent to you later about it.
- steals ur stuff and makes tik toks with you
- would try to get you to write 'fuck you' on ur wrists but that part is up to you :)
Nikki <3 (Nihachu):
- she also loves ur style <3
- she would definitely ask you first before taking ur stuff but she adores you so much :)
- would talk about the smallest things that you did today or that day to anyone or to stream (chat also loves you guys)
- would also try to wear the same thing as you. maybe in a diffrent color or not that's up to ya'll
- she defends you a whole lot even if it's someone asking a small question.
- she would ask to do a makeup stream and would love (and might get scared) if you did hers
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TommyInnit, Tubbo, Philza, Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, Dream, Sapnap, Georgenotfound, Badboyhalo, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Ranboo x reader (Separate, optional platonic/romantic)
word count : 544
warnings : none
synopsis : Cradling the faces of the Dream SMP members
author’s note : I just wanted to say that all of my fics, headcanons, drabbles, etc with the Mcyt people are all in-game- whether it be an au of sort or follows the main story line. I’ve always been better at writing for fictional characters so I’ll be writing for their in-game personas, although some of their real-life personalities may be involved sometimes.
Really tries to act all big and tough
But literally as soon as your hand comes in contact with his cheek, he’s leaning into it with a embarrassed scowl
“I do not enjoy this, alright? We’re gonna be very clear here that I do not, I repeat do nOT-“
He’s so sweet oml
He’ll see your hand coming closer to him and just lean in the rest of the way
Could honestly fall asleep like that
“Say, Y/n? Could we do this more often? I quite enjoy it.”
We love our resident Dadza.
He’s tried so hard to take care of his boys for so long but who takes care of him? When your hand gently caresses his cheek it takes him a bit to process
Gets a bit emotional cause wow he didn’t know how much he needed this-
“I-...thank you, Y/n.”
We saw how he acted when Ranboo gave him an axe as a present- he’ll be no different with this
Won’t even say anything, honestly, he’ll just sit there with his signature blank face
If you listen close enough though, you’ll hear Techno’s happy piglin noises
Mans has not felt like this since Sally died
Straight up melts and gets misty eyed at first contact
Will NOT let you go for awhile
“Y/n...stay here with me, please?”
- He still loves Sap and George deep down and no one can change my mind
Hasn’t had friendly contact with people since he left Sapnap and George
He’ll freeze up at first, making you move your hand away until he grabs it hastily
Covers your hand with his and cries about his two best friends
“T-they hate me, Y/n! Please...please tell me you don’t hate me too.”
Gets all giddy and giggly
Pulls you into his lap so he can cradle your face as well
Won’t let you get up unless you have to use the bathroom
“Y/n! You’re so cute, you know that?”
Gets all blushy and turns to hide his face in the palm of your hand
Loves the contact but can’t look you in the eye for long
Won’t ever deny you when you wanna do it again
“Can you...can you do that again?”
He’s just so happy that you’d want to be near him like this that he’s practically vibrating in excitement
Will speak about this for days with Skeppy
“AwWH, you’re such a sweet little muffin!”
You were 100% doing this after he got into a fight
He wasn’t used to affection after Schlatt so he just sat there in shock for a second
Won’t say it twice, but he appreciates you so much
“Thank you for always being here...I love you Y/n.”
Another sweet blushy baby
He’ll stare at you adoringly and kiss your palms here and there
Tugs his multicolored hoodie over your body and cuddles against you
“Y/n...your eyes are beautiful. Did you know that?”
Absolutely cannot look you in your eyes
The blush on his white side matches the color of his eyes
Trembles and stutters as he tries to form a sentence
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cuddling headcanons! ★~(◡﹏◕✿)
this is more of a test thing to see if i like writing this way and if this blog does well
other imagines and headcanons won't include everyone i write unless it is specifically requested and is a prompt i really like
includes: wilbur nihachu karljacobs quackity dream georgenotfound sapnap p!tommyinnnit p!badboyhalo p!skeppy p!eret p!philza p!tubbo p!ranboo
wilbur is a very cuddle-y guy
to me he seems very soft
i always see people saying he would like spooning, but i disagree
i feel like he would do more of a half-spooning thing with his head on your chest or the other way around
mans would DEFINITELY make you run your fingers through his hair
i feel like he would lay on your chest and just *nuzzle* into the space between your shoulder and neck
anytime you tried to leave him, whether it was because he had to do something or you had to, he would whine. so. fucking. much.
It would probably always go something like:
you - i need to piss
wilbur - no <3
but the moment he decides its time to stop cuddling its fine
and if you complain that you’re gonna miss him he’ll just call you clingy and tease you
all in good fun though, no bad intentions :)
i feel like you and niki would face each other
with your head like under her chin and in her chest (this is a bad description but look at the “honeymoon hug” on the list for better explanation ;-;)
she would always want to protect you
so she does that by like almost guarding you and keeping you close
niki would definitely do the arm thing where she just lightly moves her hand up and down you arm
i’m so sorry if you don't understand that, it just feels like something she would do
if you haven't experienced that it kinda sorta feels like spiders??? but in a good way???
but generally she is very protective
she just holds you so close the whole time
even if she doesn’t want to let you go, she’s more understanding about it
she would be upset but wouldn’t show it because she doesn’t want to make you feel guilty
niki is generally just an amazing cuddle-r (is that a word?) and has a super comforting presence
karl would definitely keep your head on his chest
the whole time he would just absolutely squeeze the life out of you
he would constantly bend his neck down to kiss your head
and instead of just like leaving his head down so he could kiss you it would just be:
*inner monologue karl* hmmm i wanna kiss them on their head
and he would lean down to do so which, cute
but then five seconds later he would do it again
and again another five seconds later
very cute karl but please sir, your neck is gonna be so messed up after this
when you had to leave he would be upset, but like niki, would try not to show it
except karl is very bad at that and his pouting would be so obvious
so you would feel guilty and layback down with him
immediately he just becomes (●´ω｀●)
like a happy little puppy
karl is just too adorable for you to deny
now we all know this, quackity is a huge dork
which is why i believe he would DEFINITELY use your butt as a pillow
not even in a weird way
i just feel like quackity isn’t too comfortable with touch so this is sorta his way of being close to you without it being a whole serious thing
like he still is able to be goofy and comfortable without it being a whole big thing
him doing this would almost always come with a flatty patty joke from you
which always causes him to threaten divorce, even though you aren’t married
while it isn’t a very good position for things like physical touch, it is good for talking and having conversations
for some reason i feel like he’s the type of person to text someone when they’re right next to each other
so while he’s laying down he’ll just send you random photos of himself
very annoying when your phone is spammed, but also good blackmail material >:)
i don’t think he’d be too clingy
obviously, he enjoys spending time with you
but if you told him you need to go do work or something he wouldn’t throw a fit or pout
big q just seems like he’d be more rational about stuff like that
overall a 420/69 cuddle partner
one word: spooning
mans just envelops you and has no shame
very big: “no you are mine! >:(“ energy
while he’s sleeping he’ll unconsciously nuzzle his head into your hair/the back of your neck
when you guys got to bed patches usually climbs in and you hold her
i love patches so much i could write headcanons just about her
dream always wants to be cuddling you
if you try to leave he won’t pout, there simply isn't a discussion on whether you’re moving or not
incase you haven’t caught on yet, the answer is no
you need to do work? just bring the laptop to bed
he needs to edit? just sit in his lap at his desk, duh
obviously, he knows at some point you guys need to stop cuddling
he just isn’t too stoked about it
when it comes time where he absolutely can’t cuddle with you, i feel like he’d be more chill
mainly just annoyed
i feel like george, like quackity, also wouldn’t be too touchy
i’m pretty sure he has a hard time expressing emotions (please correct me if i’m wrong!!) and i think that would crossover to his sleeping habits
i think he would prefer a sort of back-to-back cuddling position
it seems cold, i know
but also he would most definitely kick at you
so every night while trying to go to sleep suddenly you would just feel *kick*
and then instead of sleep you’re suddenly playing footsie
lots of laughter and warm feelings involved
george would probably pretend that you kicked his leg hard or something and act like you hurt him
the first few times you were actually worried
but then after a few months your only response was a sarcastic “cry about it”
which just led to more laughter
sapnap and you would do a sort of leg hug thing
you both you try to go to sleep in a cute spooning-type position
but the moment one of you fell asleep it all unraveled
you would wake up apart but you’re legs would still be touching
sapnap would joking blame it on you
“wow can’t believe you don't wanna be close with me even when we’re asleep”
“it’s not my fault! i can’t control where i end up when i sleep!”
“no, no. you don’t have to lie. i see how it is.”
but it's okay!
your legs are the first thing to react in a flight-or-fight situation, so they usually react in an honest way
which is like your legs are both reaching to hold each other!
i don’t get a very touchy vibe from tommy
i feel like the most he would do is put his arm over your shoulder
not in a flirty way, just in a “hey, there isn’t a lot of space, this will make sitting down more comfortable” way
he will let you sorta fidget with his hand/arm
i don't know if that makes sense but what i mean is that he’ll pretty much let his arm go *flop* so you can control it (by like moving it around or playing with his fingers)
in the beginning he would get annoyed
but eventually he would get used to it and wouldn’t really care
it sounds a bit strange but i personally find it very comforting to just have something to fidget with while watching youtube or netflix in bed with my friends
and it’s entertaining (sometimes i do this to me sister to annoy her :>)
he would act like he didn’t mind if you left him
but holy shit he is so clingy
If you try to leave it’ll just be “no, why??? stay here dumbass”
you would be slightly annoyed when he had to leave but knew he had to film and stream and all that so you would be okay
you would kinda sit within bad’s lap
like not on his lap, but more of in between his legs
he would have his arms around you
and his phone would be in front of you so you two could scroll through twt or instagram together
or you guys could watch skeppy’s youtube ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
rat would sit in your lap
she’s just;;;;;;;; so adorable
rat is just so soft and fuzzy in your lap and everytime you move to pet her she just melts
rat is the the superior cuddle buddy to any of these block people
skeppy, similar to quackity, is a total dork
he would make sure you guys were in a position where he could effectively troll you
so if your head was near his lap he would just flick you or some
“dude can you please stop hitting me in the head”
“it turns out i am not actually hitting you in your head because based on the perpendicularity of the bisector multiplied by the photosynthesis of the dividend, it is impossible for me to do so”
lya is so goddamn sick of you guys
she's trying to get him to actually do something but instead he’s just sitting there throwing paper airplanes at you while you sleep
he’s an annoying asshole but it's okay because he gives you money for absurd reasons
eret has such a comfortable presence
i feel like she wouldn’t be up for cuddling too much
more of like putting your head on a friends shoulder so you can see the tweet their showing you
but they do like to hold hands
holding hands isn’t very intimate but it's also just such a sweet comforting thing
she even holds your hand when you guys are out walking around
like if you guys were getting food somewhere (post-covid of course)
you most likely would get addressed as a couple
and he would just be like”...wut?”
it’s happened so many times at this point you just go along with it
“you guys look like such a cute couple!”
“oh we aren't-” “thank you!”
can you tell that i love eret?
phil always has such dad vibes
i feel like the closest he would get to cuddling is hugs and hand holding
even though cuddling isn’t inherently romantic, he is married to kristen
so i fell he would get most of his touch in with her
but with you he’s just so fatherly
whether you have a good or bad relationship with your father, everyone can admit that philza minecraft is dadza
this is such a dad thing, but tries to hold you hand when you cross the street
no matter the age, he just feels the need to protect you
hugs are similar
uses hugs as a way to comfort you and protect you
just so amazing all around
tubbo would love cuddling in any way, shape, or form
if you guys are hanging out at like the park or something and lying down
get ready to become this mans pillow
this is really fun to do with your friends but imagine you guys are hanging out in a field type area (with my friends we hand out in the field next to the cemetery but it can be any open grass area)
tubbo would just use your lap as a pillow the whole time
and when you guys were walking back to his house he would sorta drape his arms over your shoulders (assuming he’s taller than you)
he would do the same thing when you guys were sitting in chairs or at a desk
just drapes his arms over your shoulder with his chin on your head
if it's really late and he's tired he’ll just hug you
if you thought tubbo is bad, ranboo is even worse
not even really cuddling, he just likes having a sort of skin-to-skin contact
so handholding and laying on top of eachother
if he’s streaming he will legitimately message ou to just sit next to him
so sometimes if he’s just chilling by himself on the smp you’ll end up on his streams
he’ll have you next to him just because he likes be near someone
and so randomly it’ll just be like “chat, a real human is here, behave”
chat does not behave
(they heavily bully him)
he’s pretty clingy but when you HAVE to leave he’ll understand and just be a bit bummed out
holy shit this took me so long-
if you read this whole thing thank you!
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☾ MCYT's reaction to a gen z reader ☽
!Warnings: mentions of self deprecating jokes!
》 Dream 《
That guy loves your chaotic energy and always pranks other people with you
Would definitely laugh along with your depressing jokes but after a while would get concerned and ask if you're okay
Immediately puts you into the Dream SMP thinking you're gonna be a good character always on his side
Then you end up just end up annoying him (especially when he's in prison) so he threatens you
You can't keep yourself together and just end up having a laugh flash
You once definitely called him a chad for watching football and a boomer which lead to him getting very defensive
》 George 《
Would honestly just end up annoying and pranking Dream with you
You would definitely call him a bottom on multiple occasions. At one point he just accepts it
Gets very concerned at your jokes
You guys definitely make weird tiktoks together
Will just go along with it when you start ranting about how capitalism is the source of all evil
He will also be a victim of your pranks and he can't do anything about it
》 Sapnap 《
Would definitely make jokes about committing arson with you (sometimes he doesn't know if you're joking or being serious about committing arson)
You two are dnf biggest shippers and no i don't take any criticism
When he finds out how touch starved you are he will definitely ask if you two ca platonically cuddle together
You would also be his biggest enemy though always saying how you're going to fight him when you meet him
Will ask you if you have eaten and how much to make sure you eat enough
Definitely anime marathons on discord together when you both can't sleep
》 Badboyhalo 《
This man would be so concerned
Even if you don't swear he still wants to say language at all the self deprecating things you say
You tell him that you don't care that he has a gun and knows how to throw knifes to which he asks why because people should definitely be afraid of that in his opinion
When you tell him that you don't care if you die he gets so much more concerned
Would be the parent who always stops you from doing stupid and dangerous shit 24/7
You definitely called him a boomer once when he said "Language"
》 Awesamdude 《
That man is taking care of you and making sure you’re okay 24/7
After you told him that you haven’t slept in 2 days with you’re reasoning being “Why not” he always makes sure that you get at least 8 hours of sleep per day
Honestly just dad energy
We know that literally half of gen z have daddy issues and when he finds out you didn’t have a good father figure growing up he’s like “I’m your dad now.”
“Have you drank water today?” “Does energy drink/iced coffee count as-” “No they don’t count as water. Go get a glass of water right now.”
At first he wanted to stop you from saying self deprecating jokes but after a while he just gave up.
》 Tommyinnit 《 (platonic)
When the two of you have a plan no one will be able to stop you even harder if Tubbo is with you guys
Honestly just laughs about your self deprecating jokes and says “same”
The two of you have never respected authorities in your entire life and you two will not start
As soon as someone talks shit about the other person hell breaks loose and their ego will get completely destroyed
When role playing on the Dream SMP you guys will definitely just laugh at Dream trying to be threatening
》 Tubbo 《 (platonic)
Depressing jokes. 24/7.You know it’s true. (The people around you will be so concerned for the two of you oh god)
We know very well that Tubbo is not innocent and flirts (makes sex jokes) as a joke with other people his age so he would definitely do that with you if you’re comfortable
The two of you will definitely stay up til the middle of the night playing games (chess, csgo, minecraft etc.)
Whenever someone (probably an authority) is trying to get you guys to do something both of you are just like: No <3
》 Fundy 《
Honestly he completely relates to you
The being touch starved, the loneliness
Difference is he is not used to people joking about those topics to cope
So he's very concerned
"Y/N this is really relatable but are you okay?"
Streams with you two sometimes just end as therapy sessions and both of you desperately need it
He always drags you along to prank people and when the person gets mad he blames it on you and just leaves
》 Wilbur 《
Big brother energy
You are now his little sibling and you cannot stop him
Will definitely cause much chaos with you (poor Philza trying to keep you two under control)
When you two do dangerous stuff he's the one making sure you don't hurt yourself
Whenever someone is mean to you he will definitely destroy them
Will make sure you get enough sleep and will keep you company when you can't sleep
He absolutely loves that you don't give a shit if someone is an authority or not
》 Schlatt 《
He absolutely hates how you not give a shit about what he says to you and how you just roast him
His humor is already broken so he's probably laugh at your jokes and while trying to stop himself from laughing he'll ask if you're okay
Honestly he's just confused on how you're still alive with not taking care of yourself and always getting yourself into dangerous situations
You definitely called him a boomer once
You guys would probably make political jokes constantly
》 Technoblade 《
Anarchy. Lots of it.
Both of you have just random conversation where you start talking about the things you're obsessed with
Both of you are probably gonna have a short attention spam leading to a lot of funny situations
Absolutely loves how you don't give a shit about authorities
Being awkward together in social situations but standing up for eachother
I can just imagine you with the "He asked for no pickles" meme while he doesn't know what to say
》 Philza 《
He is your dad now and he doesn't care if you want him to be.
(He honestly already kinda expected your father figure to be shitty because he knows his audience)
Oh lord when he finds out how you're not able to take care of yourself
When meeting you irl will actually sit down with you and have a talk about you not taking care of yourself
You: "Sometimes i'll just sleep for 14 hours and then i won't sleep for 3 days."
Phil: "...I will punt you into the sun when i meet you irl you idiot."
I could honestly write so much more about Philza basically adopting a young reader
》 Ranboo 《 (platonic)
Gen Z x 2
You two would understand eachother so well
Constant zoomer slang and no one except Tubbo and Tommy will be able to understand it
Both of your humor is just so broken and it's so concerning to everyone
Someone is being like "You will do as i say" and you two are just like "No i don't think i will"
Tiktok references. Constantly.
Sending eachother tiktok's about the other's character
》 Eret 《
You two would be good friends honestly
Eret would probably bring out the wholesome part of your personality
Also sending eachother tiktok's and making tiktok references
Arson. Lots of arson. Fire pog.
You will bring out their chaotic side
She loves how you just not give a shit about authorities
Will also make sure that you drink enough water and take care of yourself
》 Quackity 《
He's more random chaos and you're more dangerous and destructive chaos and somehow that works together really well
Definitely invites you to Jack Box streams because you just bring such funny energy into it and chat absolutely loves you
Is very concerned tho when you make self deprecating jokes and when he hears you say one he just looks completely shocked
Completely freaks out whenever you roast someone who's being a bitch (you can just hear the "Where are the askers" playing in the background)
Very dramatic energy from the both of you
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Mcyt reacting to their s/o wearing their hoodie
Genre: very short headcanons (kind of)
Nothing to add, my mind is full of nihachu and wilbur rn
*simp mode activated*
“You look so good, babe, my god”
Puts you on his lap and keeps you there
Tries to act unbothered but goes all soft™️ whenever he sees you in his clothes
“Wha- why are you wearing my hoodie?”
Gets really flustered
He will suddenly give you permission to wear all his hoodies
cuddles cuddles cuddles cuddles
He just giggles and doesn’t care
“You look pretty, you should wear my stuff more”
His hand would always find a way to grab your hips underneath the hoodie
It’s like a real-life jumpscare sometimes
He freezes, blushes and after a minute of staring he’ll try to act like he’s fine, totally, yeah, he’s not having a butterfly overdose in his stomach right now, who told you that?
“ *awkward laugh* I-It looks nice on you”
He is having a full-on mental breakdown inside while you are laying on his bed chit-chatting
His serotonin level: 📈
Mans has the biggest smile on his face
“YOU’RE SO ADORABLE!”
Traps you in his big bear hug, he’ll 100% take a photo of you in it and post it on Instagram
He’ll be normal about it, no extreme reaction
“You look cute, my little love bug”
Makes fun of you for wearing his oversized hoodie, because on you It’s big
Honestly, he’ll be more clingy if you wear his clothes
She would be the one to offer you her hoodie
When she sees you wearing it, she gets excited
“*gasp* It looks lovely!”
You’ll be both sitting in bed all day talking and spooning each other
His heart skips a beat
“Y-Y/N? Why? Are you... y-you know”
After a moment of weakness, he’ll change instantly and be tough 💪
He’ll try to ignore you, but his gaze would come back to his hoodie every time
He doesn’t care like actually doesn’t
“Oh, you’re wearing my hoodie, are all yours dirty?”
Will watch you a lot though, he finds it weirdly cute
When you tell him that it’s a thing that couples do he’s just like “ok, cool”
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MCYT's Small Habits when Around You.
Mentions: ING CC!characters, minor language, mostly fluff.
Intention: romantic/platonic. [however you wanna interpret it, except for minors. strictly platonic. ]
Pairing, Mentions: Dream, DreamXD, Georgenotfound, Sapnap, Quackity, Wilbur, Technoblade, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Philza, Jack Manifold, Awsamedude, Badboyhalo, and Slimecicle.
Description: When the two of you hang out, they adopt these small habits when you guys talk.
- Whenever Dream is around you, he has a habit of looking at you..a lot.
- he loves the way you talk so passionately about the things you like. (and he also thinks you are very good-looking o_o)
- sometimes when he is really focused on what you're saying, he'll trip over a mf rock or smth and go...
- "Nah- it's- Nah, I'm fine dw about it- uh-" (hella embarrassed and very worried about it.)
- and when you catch him looking at you, he has the sweetest face.
- small smile, softened eyes, and he is just..in love. completely.
- he is so entranced by you.
- you and XD are usually walking around or just sitting in a field.
- his habit when around you is that he is an absolute talker. he will talk for hours to come.
- he just finds you so easy to talk to or rant to..and he seems so much carefree with you..it amuses him.
- he loves the way you don't treat him differently because he is a God.
- the way you talk to him isn't different from anyone else you talk to, and that's how he got stuck on you. like honey with a bee.
- and sometimes, you two will talk on and on in the field that you would eventually fall asleep on his shoulder ... he'd sit there with you and go flush red.
- "sleep well, y/n."
- when around each other, you sometimes just lean up against a building and talk away ... you guys would quite rarely do stuff together so he just likes talking to you.
- a small habit he had developed when hanging out with you is that he becomes more bubbly.
- "yeah, and so! okay, listen, I also found this thing and I think you'd like! :)"
- he would laugh more than usual and would definitely be more open to you when it comes to himself personally.
- and usually, when an event happens, you are the first person he would ever tell. whether it was about him or achievement, he is over to your house in 5.
- ..he also has a tendency to gift you stuff. he likes seeing you happy when he gives you stuff you like.
- oh boy.
- he is the most awestruck, straight-up puppy-love boy you'll meet.
- whenever he is around you, he will do whatever you wanna.
- wanna go to the park? we can go to the park. wanna sit down and talk? we can sit down and talk. :]
- but the main habit that he had adopted was that he would definitely show off to you. a ton.
- skateboard tricks? tries to do the biggest and best.
- basketball? tries goin' for the NBA.
- and when you cheer him on, you make him so incredibly happy ... he loves your attention. 🥺
- "was that cool? wanna see me dribble? :D"
- literally- you are his queen/king/royalty. :(
- honestly, he is honestly one of the calmest of the group, but the most difficult to get out and hang out with.
- when you ask to hang out, giving him a break from Las Nevadas, he'll most likely refuse..using an excuse to say that there is too much work and things that need to be done..but reluctantly, Quackity will say yes to you. Even for a few hours.
- he would definitely get nervous around you.
- Quackity hasn't actually 'hung around' people before unless it was a bargain for his nation.
- so a habit he would adopt would be that you two would hold hands..most of the time anyway.
- he gets nervous and stutters a bit but when you two hold hands, he suddenly feels a little more at ease.
- he likes the idea of feeling held, it just comforts him and keeps his troubled mind from past rivalries.
“S-So..i could uh- show you around Las Nevada’s? If- if you’d like, of course, I mean..no p-pressure.”
- he also just adores your company.
- if he is just writing or doing tasks, he likes the idea that you're around.
- he also has a habit of just telling you most anything that is happening..whether it's events, things he wrote, or maybe a freebie anthem to sing! he always gets so excited to let you know the latest news.
- he even likes to gift you letters and such..especially when you're away.
- he'll have a letter with a golden stamp and cursive writing about how his day was and what it entailed.
- ( he even keeps one of your favorite flowers in there when you open it :D )
- “Y/n, love, did you get me letter when you were out? Let me show you.”
- overall, loves writing and being with you. <3
- y'all are definitely chaotic neutral.
- what you guys would do is prank people..especially Tommy.
- you and techno would think that Tommy's reaction is hilarious every time.
- "AWW- WHAT IS THIS?? ...wherES SHROUD-?!"
- loves it when you laugh. adores it.
- but the main habit he has grown is basically just being around you.
- and when you two finally settle down from the pranks, you two get away and sit down in some random field and talk to each other.
- he loves to brush your hair with his fingers and resting his head on your shoulder as you talk to him.
- he finds your voice so beautiful to listen to and honestly falls in love with it every time he hears it.
- "Talk to me. I like to hear your voice."
- where ever you are together, chaos follows.
- but whenever you guys get to chill out by a nearby cliff talking endlessly, it's nice for him.
- Tommy doesn't usually get to sit down and chill ... he's usually doing something accompanied by either TnT or yelling.
- and one of his habits when you two get to sit down, is that he plays one of the disks.
- he likes how it reminds him of a past time, and that the song reminds him of times he had spent with his friends and that you are sticking around. 🥺
- so he likes talking to you about different disks and their songs, especially on the bench outlooking L'Manburg. :]
- but when you mention how he talks about the disk a lot? bad idea.
- "What's that supposed to mean???? it's just RELAXING- shut UP-"
- but he still does it.
- dude needs to calm down, so he just lays his head on your shoulder and talks about the music disks. :]
- you and him are vvv chill.
- you guys kinda sit around and talk, sometimes share food when you guys walk around the SMP.
- a thing he likes to do around you is that he plays with your hands.
- he likes how soft they are..compared to his hands, they are calloused, bruised, and covered in scars..due to past events.
- so he likes tracing them or playing with them when you two start talking.
- but when you mention it?
- "I- well- th- they're just nice. I guess. I dunno."
- you probably won't get a full answer, he gets pretty flustered about the idea.
- and sometimes he traces the inside of your hands as you talk to him, calms him down. ^^
- a habit that Ranboo adopted around you, is that he would frequently rant to you.
- he finds you so comforting to be around, you have this aura that lures him to talk to you so carefree-like.
- and sometimes he would just come up to you and hug you- idk, he finds it very comforting.
- but ur also short (unless you are 8 feet tall- 😀) so he sometimes kneels down hugs you when he's upset about it something.
- ...you honestly find it kinda funny-
- and he also has a habit of giving you grass blocks when you are stressed.
- he has been stressed before so he doesn't want you to feel like you're alone :(
- “you can talk to me. I know what it’s like to feel stressed, it’s okay. I am always here, Y/n.”
- he likes gifting you things and talking to you. ^-^
- when you two hang out, it's usually you helping Phil on an errand or a task that he needed to be done.
- ( you guys are also kinda the father and child of the SMP .. it's a go-around joke almost. )
- habit's with you is that he likes to check up on you every once in a while!
- he wants to make sure you are taking care of yourself, and sometimes even brings you a glass of water when you say you haven't had water that day.
- he'll sometimes even arrange a movie day or smth where y'all literally just chill and watch movies.
- he just wants to know that you are taking care of yourself! :D
- “have you had a meal or water recently? ..let’s go out to eat, okay?”
- a habit he has when he was around you, is that you two seem to build a TON.
- like..it could just be for fun or something someone wanted to request, you two kinda just chill and build.
- he also really likes your ideas, so he likes interpreting it into something bigger.
- he also likes when you organize things.
- Jack likes things organized and in order, so when you do it for him, he thinks it's nice of you. :D
- so in return he would probably give you some OP gift or smth ... he likes returning the gesture.
- but overall, he likes your company when you two build together!
- “You built that? Sheesh, Y/n, that’s cool!”
- he definitely likes your company..more than most people i wrote for above.
- with being practically locked into the prison and looking over the most wanted criminal of the SMP, he needs a break.
- and a habit he loves, is settling down with you and just..reading.
- as weird as it sounds, he just loves to chat about books you like and chapters from your favorite novels … he likes to hear you talk about it.
- he has also been in isolation , so the sound of someone’s voice immediately puts him to ease.
- he also likes it when you massage his shoulders..he’s been so uptight and stands around all day and night long.
- ..and he sometimes falls asleep when you start talking to him. lol.
- and if it’s just one night with you? so be it, he just wants to settle down for a night with you :(
- “I missed you..i just wanna stay here forever.”
- with the egg and everything that happened, he needs some time to think and witness what ..exactly just happened.
- you were the first to come up to him, talk him down, and make sure he was alright.
- you weren’t exactly..a follower of the egg, but you definitely weren’t against it because- well, Bad was there.
- so you never really took a political, public stand on it.
- you two sat down far from anyone and just- talked it out for hours.
- so a recent habit he adopted was that sometimes he liked to be distracted by bringing up stories from past times..he likes to laugh about the times where it was simpler.
- “And then skeppy did this prank..and i’m not gonna lie, it was kinda funny!”
- oh boy, he is the brightest, unbothered ball of sunshine.
- “Hello, Y/n from..everywhere!”
- he lovessss being beside you, especially when you two do absolutely everything together.
- Slime likes that you stick by his side (pun intended) through anything, and even encourage his ideas!
- and whenever he- sneezes..you just say that it’s okay and it happens.
- he finally didn’t feel- ..victimized.
- so then he stuck to you like glue! :D
- a habit he had with you is that he would tell you EVERYTHING.
- quackity and fundy tried getting some history out of Slime (since he’s literally ancient) and failed..but when you ask? he goes off like nothing in world.
- ..another reason why quackity and wilbur want you around, but you just stayed for the sake of Slime!
- you two are just besties doin’ bestie stuff. :]
welp, here it is!!
i havent wrote HC’s like this in a while, and promise me..this is not the last, lol. I’m sorry this took so damn long, I procrastinated like nothing in the world..and since- yunno, a lot has been going on. nothing typically good, lol.
but here it is! enjoy reading my lovelies!
- deacy. <333
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family dynamic sbi x sibling!gn!reader
tommy: you knitted him a cow (henry) for his 4th birthday and he’s kept it with him ever since. no matter what you knit him every year, he just won’t let go of that god damned raggedy cow. the last thing you knitted for him was a red tote bag upon his request. he said it was to carry his discs around more conveniently. you knew about his secret little rendezvous during the early hours of dawn so one day you decided to wait for him to come back. much to your surprise, tommy came back with a red tote bag filled to the brim, not with discs but with freshly picked flowers.
techno: for christmas you had made him a gigantic blanket which he absolutely adored. but if you were being honest, you had only made the blanket out of pettiness due to him constantly complaining about all the blankets in the house being too small. you had hidden a bunch of references in the blanket design for him to find. from things like greek mythology to coded sentences, you did it all. sometimes you’ll be minding your own business and then hearing techno yell in celebration about finding another hidden reference. he often finds himself asking you to knit him clothes since regular human ones just don’t fit him right. once as a joke you made him a bracelet with solar colour changing yarn so he could stick his arm out the window to find out if it was daytime or not without having to blind himself by opening the curtains.
philza: on father’s day he found a bucket hat that you had left on his pillow, it was quite similar to his usual hat, with the slight difference that this one had a few more uses. you had used magical yarn for the hat that causes it to change colour based on the current weather. waterproofing the hat was a difficult task but nonetheless, you had managed to find a villager who was willing to help and now the hat could be used as a bucket. the last thing you added to the hat was prot 3 and oh boy was that a pain. no one was willing to enchant protection on non-armour items so you had to do it yourself.
wilbur: over the years you’ve knitted wilbur many different things but his favourite has to be the glow in the dark guitar strap you made him because he kept loosing his guitar. although, the red beanie he wore everyday was a close second. on april fools day you switched out his iconic beanie with one that looked red but turned bright pink as soon as he wore it. you, tommy, and phil had a blast calling him technoblade the whole day. you swore you even saw techno crack a smile, wilbur however, was loosing it. he didn’t understand why everyone was calling him by his twin's name and quite frankly, he found it offensive.
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the three musketeers — irl! benchtrio x reader
about: after being followed by a creepy old man for quite a while, three unsuspecting but friendly boys come to your rescue
note: this is my first oneshot on this account! in honor of the benchtrio meetup take this oneshot! i hope you all enjoy and keep in mind this is all platonic. sorry if its kinda dramatic lol i was just putting my feelings into it.
pronouns: not mentioned
warnings: creepy behaviour, swearing.
he had been following you for 2 fucking hours.
at first, you didn’t wanna jump to conclusions, ‘maybe his destination is this way too!’ you innocently thought, trying to stay optimistic.
but alas, you were wrong.
you nervously wandered around the town, trying to stay in the most crowded places as possible, walking in and out of café’s and shops, but he never left, he remained behind you at all times, silently waiting to strike, like a predator stalking prey, and in broad daylight too! sick fuck. he watched you like a hawk, just waiting for you two to be alone. you were terrified; you constantly looked around, searching to find someplace to hide.
you plugged your earphones in, attempting to distract yourself from the figure lurking behind you.
after about 10 minutes, the sun began to set, people around began to part ways and leave the area, shops were closing so there was no hope for you to hide.
you swallowed nervously.
you could hear your heart beat louder by the minute, your hands began to tremble in such fear that even the music couldn’t block out the fear you felt. your vision started to blur, sweat trickled down your throat, your breathe began to shorten quickly as the sound of the man’s footsteps grew louder over the music, marking that he was getting closer by the minute.
at this point, the evening was painted on the sky with a purple-blue gradient, it was lovely, but it couldn’t be enjoyed.
you began to pick up your pace, almost breaking into a run. but the man still followed behind contently, also speeding up. his footsteps now became all you could hear and focus on, your mind was clouded by intrusive thoughts; how close he was getting to you, what he might do if he got to you. It was nerve-wracking. the lights lit up on the street you were on and at this point you knew he was more than right behind you, he was so close you could hear his breathing. your heart pounded out of your chest, you couldn’t see straight, you whispered silently, “oh god, please, no-“
“hey! there you are!”
a voice shouted from across the street, “what?” you whispered. you turned your head slowly, your eyes locked on a blonde boy you’ve never seen waving from across the street, beside him was a brown haired boy, and a tall dirty blonde boy with a mask and sunglasses, ‘how odd!’, you thought.
“don’t just stand there! get over here!
he cried, you turned your head to the strange man who had been following you and giving you hell, and back at the teenage boys, you gave a nervous laugh, “coming!” you replied, playing along. you ran across the street, and into the open arms of the tall dirty blonde, who enveloped you in a hug, consoling you calmly and playing along to the friendly act. “there you are, we’ve been looking for you everywhere!” the brown haired boy exclaimed, still playing into the act. “sorry guys!” you replied, you glanced across the road for the last time; the man was gone, nowhere in sight.
you gave a thankful smile to the blonde boy, “thank you”. he grinned back, “Hey no worries, just as long as your safe” he assured you, “oh uh, tommy” he introduced himself to you, stretching out his hand for you to shake. you pleasantly shook it, “y/n” you smiled.
“y/n! great! this is tubbo” he gestured to the brunet boy, who awkwardly waved to you. “and this is uh” he turned his gaze towards the taller boy, “you can just call me ranboo” the tall boy rubbed his neck, “sorry for hugging you by the way” he apologized. “oh no, that’s quite alright” you reassured him.
you raised an eyebrow, “oh, are those nicknames?’ you curiously pondered towards the two boys, “i guess you could say that?” ranboo said. it was a tad bit strange, but who were you to judge? “so, are you alright? i could see that you were very uncomfortable” tubbo asked with concern and worry. you found it so kind of all of them to protect a complete stranger on the streets, your heart was filled with warmth.
“i’m okay now. thank you guys so much! i don’t know what i would’ve done if you guys didn’t show up, i’m so thankful, and what can i do to repay you?” you asked, “you could subscribe to-” tubbo elbowed tommy in the stomach, which caused him to swear violently. you and ranboo chuckled softly at their friendship.
“anyways, aren’t we cool? we’re like the two musketeers! all for one and one for- yeah you get it” tommy joked, “isn’t it the three musketeers?” tubbo queried, “well yeah but I don’t wanna include ranboo so” the blonde scoffed.
“okay then!” ranboo said enthusiastically (and sarcastically), “moving on, do you want us to walk with you?” he suggested kindly. “actually, sure. I think I’d like that” you beamed.
“great! let’s go” tommy exclaimed, wrapping his hand around your shoulders in a friendly manner. “so y/n, have you ever heard of philza minecraft?” tommy questioned. tubbo and ranboo seemed to be in their own little world, giggling and chatting happily.
you didn’t know much about this trio, heck, you didn’t know anything about them. but the fact that they went out of their way to help you, a complete stranger in trouble was enough to reassure you that they were sweet. they were a bunch that was completely different from each other, but they still managed to have such chemistry that made you feel at home.
something about them told you that this was the start of an exciting friendship.
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Nonsexual Acts of Intimacy Prompts pt. 2
Creators Involved: Tommy (p!), Tubbo (p!), Ranboo (p!), Punz, c!Philza, c!Techno, Foolish
One falling asleep in the other's lap
"Tommy! How was your stream?", you'd been waiting for your friend for about an hour, waiting for his stream to end.
"Eh. I'm tired.", he yawns, sitting on the opposite end of the couch as you.
"You promised me movie night last time and fell asleep. You have to this time.", you try to guilt him.
Last time this happened, he knocked out before the pair of you had even picked a movie.
"Tommyyyyy.", you whine.
He groans, lolling his head back.
"Fine. You pick the movie, I'm hungry.", he disappears to his kitchen.
You scroll through Netflix, finally picking a movie before Tommy returns.
"Press play, bitch.", Tommy mumbles, his mouth full of popcorn.
You press play and watch the introduction.
"I'm cold. Pass me the blanket.", you tell Tommy.
He rolls his eyes, but passes it to you anyway.
You catch him eyeing the blanket, and you laugh at him.
"We can share if you want.", you lift up the edge of the blanket.
He scratches his head, mumbling something under his breath.
"Was I supposed to be able to understand that?", you tease him.
"Can we do that thing we did the other day again?", he speaks clearly this time.
Your face scrunches as you laugh at him.
"You're going to have to be a lot more specific than that."
He lays his head down in your lap without another word, and you get the message.
You play with his hair, scratching at his scalp.
Soft snores start increasing in volume, catching your attention.
"Maybe one day we'll be able to finish a movie."
Reading a book together
You continue scanning the words in your book as Tubbo plops down on his bed next to you.
He liked having company after lore streams, and today wasn't any different.
"What're you reading?", he asks.
His voice lacks the normal energy, and you can tell he's exhausted.
"Um, it's called Little Women.", you show him the cover before continuing reading.
"What's it about? Short women?", he sounds so serious that you have to choke back a laugh.
"It's about these four sisters going through life pretty much. I don't think you'd like it.", you reply, flipping the page.
"Will you read it out loud?", his voice is quieter as if he's embarrassed to ask.
"Yeah, okay.", you nod.
He shifts to get comfortable, laying on his side to face you with his head resting on his arm.
You clear your throat before beginning to read the next paragraph.
"At nine they stopped work, and sang, as usual, before they went to bed. No one but Beth could get much music out of the old piano, but she had a way of softly touching the yellow keys and making a pleasant accompaniment to the simple songs they sang."
By the time you made it to the bottom of the page, you see out of the corner of your eyes that Tubbo's eyes are closed.
"Why'd you stop?", he sounds sleepy, but he's still awake.
"Okay, okay.", you continue until he's actually asleep, glad you can help comfort him.
Sharing a dessert
"It's done!", you announce as you pull the pan out of the oven.
You and Ranboo had made a cake out of pure boredom, and it smells pretty good for how awful the process was.
Ranboo skids into the kitchen, his socks allowing him to slide on the floor.
"Can we decorate it?", he's just like a little kid.
"It's still hot.", you laugh, shaking your head negatively at him.
"Can we at least try it then?", he pleads.
"Ranboo!", you scold him.
"What? It smells so good...", he whines; his eyes plead with yours.
"One of these days I'll figure out how to say no when you give me that look.", you mumble under your breath.
He pumps his fist, victorious.
You cut the corner piece, putting it on a plate.
He hands you a fork, and you each take a bite.
His face crinkles up and you immediately gag.
"What did we do wrong?", you gasp as you spit out the piece.
"I don't know, but that is disgusting.", he hisses as he washes his mouth out with water.
You sigh as you dump the cake in the garbage, your hard work wasted.
"Can we make another one?", Ranboo asks after giving the cake its respectful moment of silence.
"Are we actually going to follow the instructions?", you inquire, giving him a look.
"Probably not correctly.", he shrugs.
"Let's do it."
Caring for each other while ill
As you enter Punz's apartment after picking up food for the two of you, you realize it's pitch black inside.
"Luke?", you call.
You flip the living room light on, confused.
He knew you were coming, so he wouldn't leave without letting you know.
You set the bag of the food on the counter, checking his office to find it empty.
When you enter his bedroom and flip on the light, Punz lets out a loud groan.
You immediately turn the light off, your brows knit together in concern.
"Hey, sweetheart. You okay?", you whisper, not wanting to disturb whatever is wrong.
"Migraine.", he croaks.
"I'll be right back, okay? You just stay there.", you're careful to crack the door open just enough to leave without letting too much light in.
You turn off the hallway light, leaving only the living room illuminated.
Grabbing an ice pack out of the freezer and a couple Tylenol from the cupboard, you carefully return to the bedroom.
You tiptoe to his bedside, careful not to make too much noise.
Grabbing a towel from the bathroom adjacent to the bedroom, you wrap the ice pack so it won't burn him.
"Luke, put this on your forehead.", your whisper is barely audible, but you know it sounds like you're screaming in his ear to him.
He grunts, pressing the pack to his forehead.
"You need to take these.", you press the pills into his hand, holding out his water bottle for him.
He swallows the pills, grimacing as he sits up to do so.
"Get some sleep, Luke. It'll help.", you kiss his hand as you take his water bottle back.
"Stay.", he croaks as you stand to leave.
You scoot next to him under the covers, snuggling into his side.
"Get better soon.", you kiss his cheek before resting next to him, not sleeping until you hear his breath even out.
Cuddling in a blanket fort
"You're finally done!", you cheer as Phil enters the door.
"Lovely to see you too.", Phil chuckles as he sets down his tools.
You jump up and give him a big hug and kiss, thankful for his safe return from the Nether.
"How did it go? You didn't get hurt, right? Did you find enough Netherite for that project you're working on? Did the portal travel go okay cause I know your stomach has been kinda touchy lately and-", Phil covers your mouth with his hand, laughing at your barrage of questions.
"Yes, I'm fine. Nothing went wrong; I managed to find enough Netherite. How has your day been?", he presses a quick kiss to the top of your head before beginning to take off his armor.
"It was pretty boring. Tommy stopped by and wanted to speak to you, but I told him to come back tomorrow. It must not've been urgent cause he didn't leave a message or anything.", you explain to him as he hangs his armor on the rack.
"Well, around here, boring is pretty good.", Phil jokes, ruffling his hair with his hand in an attempt to fluff it after being in his helmet all day.
"There's food in the furnace for you, and then I have a surprise when you're finished eating.", you tell him.
He quirks an eyebrow up, skeptical.
"Surprise?", he asks.
"C'mon, you're probably starving.", you ignore him, heading into the kitchen.
He polishes off his plate in no time.
"Okay, now what's this surprise?", Phil looks amused.
"Come on!", you pull him into the main room.
In front of the fireplace, you've created a fort of blankets and pillows.
Phil's eyes twinkle as he surveys the scene.
"Do you like it? Maybe it was kinda dumb, I just thought it might be cute to-", Phil just shakes his head with a loud laugh.
"Darling, you worry too much. It's beautiful. Shall we get in?", he bends down and ducks to enter the main opening.
You follow, both of you settling in each other's arms in front of the fire.
"This is amazing, love. Thank you for making this fort.", Phil kisses you again, a smile wide on his face.
"Anything to be in your arms."
The side door to your house slams open, and you jump in surprise.
A low grunt helps you identify who the offender is.
You continue sorting through the chests, trying to make them a little more organized.
Heavy footsteps catch your attention, and you turn around to see Techno looming over you.
"Well, hi there.", you grin at him, turning back to continue sorting through the chests.
He huffs at your lack of attention, and you find yourself being lifted off of the floor.
"Woah! What are you doing?", you laugh, wiggling against his grasp.
"Stop squirming.", he hisses, and you can't help but go limp.
"Can you at least tell me what we're doing?", you mumble right next to his ear.
He scales the ladder, not even flinching at the fact that he's carrying you.
He sets you down on the bed, immediately crawling in beside you.
You lay flat on your back, allowing him to rest his head on your chest.
You start running your hand through his long hair, braiding a few strands together.
"Do you want to talk about it?", you ask him softly, not wanting to upset him.
"Just missed you.", his voice is gruff, but you can still hear the affection in it.
You know there's more to the story, but you won't push him to tell you anything.
You continue scratching his scalp and playing with his hair until his weight gets heavier as he falls asleep and relaxes.
"Goodnight, Techno. I love you.", you kiss the top of his head as he lets out a soft snore, subconsciously returning the statement.
"Hey, cutie!", Foolish pulls up a chair next to your desk, gently rubbing a hand up and down your back.
"Hi.", you greet him back tiredly.
You had been working on an assignment for a few hours now, and you were past the point of brain-dead.
"What are you working on?", he scoots closer to peer over your shoulder.
You show him the screen of your computer, and he lets out a hiss with his teeth clenched together.
"Do you want help?", he offers.
"I'm done, I'm just checking over my answers.", you reply softly.
"How about you take a break? It'll help you when you come back. You'll feel better.", he leans his head onto your shoulder, driving his point home.
You sigh, looking over your many pages of notes.
"Okay.", you whisper.
He grins, immediately jumping to his feet.
"You wanna see what I'm working on for Tubbo and Ranboo on the SMP?", he questions.
You nod, just wanting to be with him and away from your work.
He takes your hand, guiding you to his office.
He sits in his chair before pulling you into his lap.
"Here, you can look around. WASD if you don't remember.", you occasionally play Minecraft with your boyfriend, but not enough to know the game.
You start running around the giant mansion he's been building, admiring his work.
As you start going up the stairs, Foolish's hands start massaging your shoulders.
"Noah, what are you doing?", you laugh, but you can't deny that it feels really good.
"Nothing.", he mumbles, kissing your shoulder.
When you finish looking around, he takes the controls from you, allowing you to lean back against him.
"Feeling any better?", he asks, resting his head on top of yours.
"Yes, thank you.", you rest your hand on his, snuggling up against his chest as he begins to build again.
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Pairing: SBI family x reader (platonic, one shot), BASED OFF FROM CHARACTERS NOT ACTUAL PEOPLE
Warnings: child abuse/neglect, bullying, alcoholism, death of a parent, mentions of panic attacks, injury, mentions of a dog’s death, mentions of eating disorders, mentions of suicide attempts, depression
Word count: 7,730
(A/N): if you’re not feeling safe at home or are being abused, please contact the proper authorities. Here’s the abuse hotline: 1-800-799-7233, my DMs are always open if you want to talk
You met Tommy and Tubbo when you were in third grade. You were a relatively quiet kid, the type to always keep to themselves and abstain from social activity. Mrs. Jansen, being the nice woman that she was, let the entire class choose their own seats.
“Welcome to your first day of third grade, class! I’m Mrs. Jansen and I look forward to getting to know all of you. As you can see, there are enough desks for all of you. You may sit with who you want.”
You shifted around uneasily and gripped your book in your hands as your classmates hurried to get the back seats. After every seat was taken, you walked to the only seat left in the front. You were between a girl and a boy. They introduced themselves as Dorothy and Samuel, and were relatively kind to you.
As the class passed their second week, two boys that sat in the back row made themselves apparent very quickly. They were both rambunctious, always disrupting the class with their giggles and whispers. Mrs. Jansen had warned them multiple times that she was going to separate them, but it seemed that they didn’t think she’d do it. One day, she finally had enough.
“Tommy, Tubbo. I’ve given you plenty of warnings, I’m going to have to separate you. Dorothy, Samuel, can you please switch places with them?”
You could feel dread wash over you. Why was she putting you between them?! What did you do wrong to deserve this? You could swear that you’ve done all your chores, you even made your mom smile at you! She never did that.
They pouted as they sat next to you, Tommy on your right and Tubbo on your left. You already missed Samuel and Dorothy. “Thank you. (Y/n), make sure they behave.”
You shrunk down into your seat as you felt Tommy’s glare burning holes into the side of your head. Tubbo, on the other hand, was watching the lesson with bored eyes and his chin propped up in his hand. You tried to take notes, but you kept getting distracted by Tommy’s heated glare. You were going to fall behind, you couldn’t have that. Mama wouldn’t like that.
After the final bell rang, you hurried out of the classroom to avoid Tommy’s wrath. You could hear him shouting for you to stop, but you never stopped until your hand was grabbed and yanked backwards in the empty playground. You fell back onto the pavement of the basketball court and whimpered at the sting in your palms.
Tommy glared down at you, “you gonna cry? Serves you right. Never tell on Tubbo and I. Got it?”
You tearfully nodded and he grinned maliciously at you, “good. Tubbo, let’s go. Wil and Tech’s probably waiting for us.”
The brunet was staring at Tommy with a shocked expression, unmoving. Tommy rolled his eyes and huffed before he grabbed his hand and pulled him towards the crowd of families. Tubbo looked back at you with an apologetic expression and watched as you looked at your scratched up palms.
You wiped at your tears as you stood up and started to walk home. Your neighbor’s dog behind the wired fence barked at you as you hurried past it. You never liked that dog; it was a drooling, angry, ugly furball. It scared you, but not as much as Mama did when she drank her adult juice. She was scary when she drank it. You tried hiding it from her once but she grounded you from eating dinner and snacks for half a month. You didn’t try to hide it again.
You trudged up the creaky wooden stairs of your porch and tried to open the door only to find it locked. You tried to knock on the door but Mama didn’t answer so you just sat on the front porch waiting for her to open the door. She did so when the sun was setting, surprise and then anger shining through her hazy eyes. She yelled at you before she sent you to your room for the night without dinner.
The next day when you were sitting alone at a lunch table, someone plopped down in the seat next to you. You jumped and scooted away from them, looking up only to see Tubbo. He was smiling at you.
“Hey, I’m really sorry about Tommy, he gets mad easily.”
You eyed him warily and clutched your open book, “...it’s okay.”
He grinned and scooted closer to you, peering over your shoulder at the book. “What’re you reading?”
“Oh I love that book! My favorite character’s Ron, who’s yours?”
Surprisingly, the conversation was pleasant before he was dragged away by a glaring Tommy. You might actually make a friend after all. Later that day after school, Tommy once again stopped you in the school yard. This time, he shoved you to the ground and started to shout at you.
“You do not talk to him, freak! You’re gonna mess him up, he talks to me and me only. Do you unde-undastunend?”
You gulped and shakily spoke up, “yes, and it’s ‘understand’, not ‘undastunend’.”
His glare intensified before he reared back a fist. You yelped as you curled into a ball with your hands protecting your head. Before he could hit you, you heard the stomping of shoes against the concrete.
You could feel a hand on your back and a gentle voice asking if you were alright. You hesitated before you looked up to see an older boy with a mop of curly brown hair on his head and wire glasses perched on the bridge of his nose. He reminded you of Harry Potter. Looking past him, you saw a tall pink haired boy glaring and lecturing Tommy, holding the struggling boy in place with a firm grip on his elbow. Tubbo was just behind him looking down and shifting on the balls of his feet.
“I am so sorry about Tommy, are you alright? He didn’t hit you did he?”
You shook your head and the boy heaved a sigh of relief, “that’s good. I’m Wilbur and that’s Technoblade, we’re Tommy and Tubbo’s brothers. What’s your name?”
He smiled at you, “that’s a lovely name.”
“Wilbur, let’s go. This one,” Technoblade shook Tommy’s arm, “needs to talk to Dad.”
You watched as Tommy’s movements stopped and he looked up with wide eyes. “No, please don’t tell Dad. Please-”
Wilbur stood and helped you up before grabbing Tubbo’s hand and lead him away, “you aren’t weaseling your way out of this.”
You watched the brothers leave, feeling guilt wash over you. You didn’t want to get him in trouble, punishments were the absolute worst. Even though he shoved you and almost punched you, he didn’t deserve any punishment. With guilt weighing down on your shoulders, you walked home. At least Mama was in a good mood, she made you some mac n cheese for dinner.
The next day, Tommy trudged up to your desk and put a tupperware dish on your desk before sitting down in his seat and ignored you. Tubbo sat in his seat next to you and smiled at you.
“Open it,” he jumped in his seat slightly as he watched your expression change to shock. In the container laid five chocolate chip cookies. You had only had cookies once in your life and that was during a class birthday celebration a year ago. “They’re our Dad’s secret recipe, I helped make them! Um, Tommy wanted to apologize to you.”
You glanced at Tommy. He was glancing at you over his shoulder and blushed a bright red when he saw you looking at him. Tubbo cleared his throat and gestured at Tommy. The blond crossed his arms and looked off to the side. “Sorry,” he mumbled halfheartedly.
After that, they started to sit next to you during lunch. Tommy was a bit cold towards you, but you found yourself beginning to relax around Tubbo’s friendly aura. Soon enough, you started to supply him with more than a few words per sentence. Tommy eventually got bored of eating in silence and would join your conversation. You three became thick as thieves that year, you even met their Dad. He was very different from Mama; he never yelled at you, he was always giving you snacks, and he even smiled at you often.
That house became like a second home to you. Eventually, you ended up spending more time at the Minecraft residence than you spent at home with your mom. Over the years, she got worse with her drinking. She was always passed out on the couch and when she wasn’t, she was swaying on her feet in the kitchen staring at a portrait with dazed, wistful eyes. You can remember when you first realized that she had a problem and always being unhappy and drunk was, in fact, not normal for a parent.
It was a warm spring day in seventh grade. Luckily, you had your health class with Tommy and Tubbo. You were currently learning about alcohol dependency and the effects it had on the body. The teacher listed all the symptoms your mom had; the uncontrollable urge to drink, the aggression, the shakiness and dizziness, everything. When you came to the realization that your mother might have a problem, the teacher started to explain the disorders and diseases that could come from heavy drinking, most of them having the potential to be fatal if the drinking persisted. You felt like you were drenched in icy water as your body seized up in fear for your mother. You stared unseeingly at your notebook at the symptoms of alcoholism and associated disorders. You didn’t want your mom to die. You had to do something before it was too late for her.
“(Y/n)?” You jumped and looked at the person who called your name. Tommy and Tubbo were giving you worried stares. “Are you okay?”
You shakily started to put your supplies away into your backpack. The class had been dismissed and you didn’t even realize it. “Y-yeah. It’s just- I’m worried.”
“Yeah, I’m worried too,” Tommy laughed as you followed the two out of the classroom and to the courtyard. “That essay’s gonna be awful.”
“Oh god we have an essay?”
“Yeah, Mr. Smithers assigned it to us before the bell rang, are you sure you’re okay? You’re usually on top of this stuff.” Tubbo threw a worried glance towards you.
“Yeah, just a bit distracted today. I uh, have to go home. Like right now, my mom wants me home right after school today.”
You sprinted off towards your house. When you reached your neighborhood and ran past the wired fence. The bulldog that lived there was now old and gray. You found out that his name was Buster and he was actually a total sweetheart if you slept next to him on the other side of the fence on more than one occasion. Buster watched from inside his doghouse as you sprinted into the house. Luckily for you, the door was unlocked and your mother was passed out on the couch surrounded by glass bottles. You locked the door behind you as you rushed over to her intensely watching for any sign of movement. She looked dead, her skin was pale, her hair matted, and her mouth gaping open showing off her yellow stained teeth. She wasn’t moving, were you too late?
Just as you started to panic, she snorted and started to breathe. You slumped in relief as you stepped over the beer bottles into the kitchen. The table was sparkly clean with a pristine picture frame resting in the middle, a stark contrast of the beer bottles that littered the floor and the piles of dirty dishes in the sink. It was of a man standing stiffly in a military uniform saluting at the camera with a stern expression. He was an exact copy of you. Well, you were an exact copy of him; that man was your late father.
“Hey Dad, how was your day? Mine was awful, I learned about alcoholism and cirrhosis today and- and I’m worried about Mom. She’s been drinking a lot lately.”
You stared at your dad’s face behind the glass as if expecting a response. You wanted some reassurance from the man. You wanted him to tell you everything was going to be okay and that he’d handle it so you could be a normal kid. Like usual, his steely expression didn’t budge one bit.
You sighed to yourself sadly and trudged to the refrigerator opening the door. The beer bottles stared back at you tauntingly. Your fingers twitched on the fridge door as you contemplated the consequences of throwing away the offending glass bottles. You remembered in second grade when you hid your mother’s alcohol she punished you by withholding food from you. She’d probably do worse this time, but the consequences were worth it if you were going to save your mother’s life.
It took you ten minutes of tossing alcohol into the garbage can until the fridge was left barren of the drink. Without the green bottles, the fridge was completely empty with the exception of milk and a few probably rotten eggs. You struggled to take the trash out to the curb and started to work on homework in your room.
At seven at night, you could hear her roll off the couch and stumble into the kitchen. A series of frantic rustling and banging sounded downstairs before you could hear pounding footsteps storm up the stairs. Your door flung open to reveal your red-faced, livid mother.
“What the fuck did you do?”
“M-mom I hid them because we learned about alcoholism and cirrhosis and-” You cut yourself off when she walked over to you with her arms extended towards your trembling frame. You tried to scoot as far away from her as possible, but she grabbed your shoulders with clammy but firm hands, shaking you roughly.
“Are you saying I have a problem?! You spoiled fucking brat, you’re the problem! Everything was amazing before you came and fucked up my life. You took him away from me. YOU FUCKING KILLED MY HUSBAND.”
You could feel tears start to drip down your cheeks as you remembered that day in first grade when you begged your dad to get you some McDonalds for dinner. When he relented, you cheered and your mom laughed at your excitement. She was so full of life back then; her hair was shiny and bouncy, her skin was unmarked and flawless, her eyes were lively and bright. Her laughter was perhaps your favorite memory of her. Then everything went to shit when your dad never came home and your mom got a phone call saying that your dad was killed in a car wreck on impact. You could remember your mother’s heart wrenching sobs as she collapsed to the floor and pulled you tight against her body. As if she was trying to protect what was left of her husband.
You were snapped back to reality when your mom shoved you back onto your bed. The happy, beautiful woman that you saw was replaced by the shell of a broken woman. Her silky hair turned dull, her smile turned into a grotesque scowl, her loving eyes turned cold. She truly was a husk of her former self.
“Stop crying, you’re not the one who’s life was ruined. I want you out of my house in ten minutes. You’re gonna not step foot anywhere near here for two weeks. If I even see you on my property before those two weeks are up, you’re fucking dead.”
You frantically nodded and watched as she stumbled out of her room. You packed what you would need in your spare backpack and ran out of the house past your mother sobbing and babbling incoherently to your dad. You flinched when you could hear a bang and the sound of glass shattering when she threw a bottle at your retreating figure.
You ran until you couldn’t run anymore. Your legs brought you to the park where you spent most of your childhood. Everywhere you looked, you could see glimpses of your mom and dad pushing you on the swing, Tommy and Tubbo running from you playing tag, Mr. Minecraft putting a bandaid on your scraped knee. Tears streaked down your cheeks as you pushed yourself up and went to your safe place. It was a little nook deep in the vegetation where nobody could see you. You originally found this place when you were playing hide and seek with Tommy and Tubbo. They never knew where you hid.
Tears moistened the soil underneath you as you pulled out a blanket you had hid in a plastic grocery bag and spread it out on the floor. You curled up on it and cried freely into your hands. You didn’t sleep much that night.
That was the first time she had kicked you out for that long. You barely ate in those two weeks, wolfing down any food you could get your hands on at lunch. Lunch for you was the small scraps of food that Tommy and Tubbo shared with you. Mom never packed you lunches or gave you money to buy things anymore. To make matters worse, they had told their dad that they thought you had some form of eating disorder.
About a week into your exile, you finally visited the Minecraft residence after avoiding them for a week. You remembered how the blond man pulled you aside into the kitchen. He gently sat you down and pushed a plate full of chicken and vegetables in front of you. You looked at him confused as he gestured towards the plate.
“Eat that, I heard you haven’t been eating much lately.” When you made no move to eat, he smiled at you. “Go ahead, it’s okay if you don’t eat it all. Just eat some of it.”
That was all you needed to hear, you began to eat quickly like a starving wolf. It’s been a while since you had more than half an apple to eat, let alone an actual homemade meal. When you were done, you looked up to see the older man looking at you worriedly.
“...Are you not getting enough food at home?”
You scrambled to find a lie, “my- my mom is away a lot on business trips. We don’t really eat much.”
His worried expression grew tenfold as he moved to kneel in front of you and put his hands on your shoulders. “You need to eat three meals a day, especially now that you’re growing. You’re always welcome here when your mom’s away, our door’s always open. Is she away now?”
“Yeah, she won’t be home until next week.” You felt bad for lying to the man that put bandaids on your scraped knees and took you to the father daughter dance in fifth grade when he heard that your dad was dead. He was always so kind to you, which you never quite understood. Despite feeling bad for lying to him, you felt incredibly relieved that you didn’t have to be alone anymore.
From then on out whenever she kicked you out, you went to the Minecraft residence. They welcomed you with open arms and treated you like you were a part of the family. You and Techno bonded over your love for reading and mythology, Wilbur made sure you took care of yourself, and Philza (he told you to just call him Phil at that point) treated you like his own child. You didn’t think that it was possible for you, Tommy, and Tubbo to be any closer than you already were, but you three became inseparable. You told them everything one night when you couldn’t sleep. You told them how you felt like you were the cause of your mother’s decline and your dad’s death, how she would usually punish you, her ‘hobby’. They were about to tell Philza, but you begged them not to. After a while of pleading and assuring them that she’d never hit you, they hesitantly agreed and made you promise to call them whenever you felt unsafe in your home.
You kept to that promise, calling them whenever she would get too drunk to know what she was doing. They would calm you down from panic attacks late at night and invite you to their house in the daytime. They felt like your actual brothers and you started to refer to them as such. You three gave each other a shoulder to lean on and gave each other comfort when needed. One night when you were in your freshman year, however, your mother caught you sneaking out to see them after she sent you to your room. That was when she started to hit you.
Just as you were about to sneak out the front door, your mother started to scream at you incoherently. When you flinched away from when she got up in your face, she became even more enraged.
“WHERE WERE YOU GOING? I BET YOU’RE WHORING YOURSELF OUT, AREN’T YOU LITTLE SLUT?”
Without thinking, you yelled back at her, “I would never! Why-” You were cut off by a harsh slap to the cheek sending you to the ground. She quieted down and stared at you and her hand, a glint of shock shining through her dazed eyes. Without a word, she turned around and left to go talk to your dad. You sat there listening to her rant about how she failed as a mother, how she wanted to do better but she didn’t know how, how she wished that he was there with her. You scrambled up and ran to your room. You looked at yourself in the mirror, there was a bright red mark on your cheek in the shape of a hand. There was a small cut where her wedding ring connected with your cheek. A single drop of blood dripped down your cheek and curved down the dip of your chin before dripping onto your shirt. Without doing anything else, you plopped down onto your bed and sobbed into your pillow, crying yourself to sleep.
When you woke up in the morning, you realized that you slept through half of the school day so it was useless to go to school now. You reached up to run a hand down your face only to hiss and pull your hand away. You once again looked at yourself in the mirror.
You looked terrible. Your eyes were bloodshot and swollen like you were crying in your sleep. Hair was sticking up in all directions and matted slightly. The slap mark was gone, but the cut had bruising around the edges with dried blood crusted on your cheek and on your pillow. It was a small cut, but it bled a surprising amount overnight. You couldn’t see Tommy or Tubbo like this, they’d flip out. Luckily for you it was a Friday and you had the weekend to heal.
Your mother gradually started to hit you more and more. It started off as a once-a-week thing whenever she was really angry, but then it divulged into something that would happen daily over the smallest things. You became her punching bag for her to release some steam. Makeup became your best friend at that point; you used what little savings you saved over the years for dollar store makeup.
Soon after it became a struggle to hide the cuts and bruises from Tommy and Tubbo, so you gradually started to avoid them. Your face, once synonymous with the Minecraft residence and Tommy and Tubbo, became a rarity. They tried their hardest to contact you, but you always dodged their calls. After a few months of you dodging Tommy and Tubbo, you finally told them that you didn’t want to be friends with them anymore.
It broke your heart to say it, but it had to be done. They were getting too close to the truth and you couldn’t have that; the government would take you away from your mom and she’d end up dead. You were the only one keeping her alive at this point, she lost all motivation to eat. The only thing she did nowadays was hit you, drink, and hug your dad’s photo to her chest.
The beatings got to the point where you could barely walk without feeling pain. School became something that you’d rarely attend. Tommy and Tubbo stopped trying to talk to and call you. Buster, your previous confidant, had long since died so you were truly alone in the world. The neighbor’s yard looked barren without the dog house and the graying dog. The only person you had left was your mom.
When you had accidentally burnt dinner late at night, she completely snapped. She grabbed your arm and held it on top of the burner. Pain hit you immediately as you screamed and cried apologies to her. When you instinctively hit her with your other hand, she dug her nails into your arm and pushed your arm closer onto the burner. Nerve endings screamed at you to get away from the pain. The pain was becoming too much, so you looked on the countertop next to you for something to defend yourself with. A metal fork was lying close to your other hand.
You grabbed it and, with a distraught apology to your mother, drove the prongs deep into her arm. She screamed in pain and let your arm go. You ripped yourself out of her grasp and started to run for the front door. A force collided with the back of your shoulder making pain explode in the area. You didn’t know what happened at first, but after hearing the shattering of glass, you realized that she threw a beer bottle at you. You could feel the sting of alcohol and glass mingling with your open wounds on your shoulder. The sting was almost as bad as your arm, but you didn’t stop running especially when you glanced behind you to see her running at you with a knife raised and the fork protruding from her arm.
You flung open the door and sprinted out without bothering to close the door behind you. As your bare feet hit the sidewalk, you could hear your mother stop at the end of the stairs and shout at you to come back. You never stopped.
You didn’t stop until your feet took you to the Minecraft residence’s front door. Nobody was on the street as it was about eleven at night. You hesitated to knock on their door, you ignored the family for the past six months, and you weren’t sure if they even wanted you there. After five minutes of thinking, you just sighed as you walked back down the wooden stairs and walked back towards the sidewalk.
“(Y/n), what are you doing here?” You froze up at Tommy’s sleep riddled voice. You stayed frozen as you heard him stomp over to you. He placed a firm hand on your injured shoulder and forced you to turn around. His angry expression faded into a concerned one when he heard you start to sob and flinch away from him.
“Wha- shit are you bleeding?” You nodded slightly and he gently turned you back around to see a patch of darkened cloth on your shirt. You could feel him shaking as he grabbed your arm and pulled you into the house. He plopped you at the dining room table and told you to wait there. With that, he sprinted up the stairs and brought back a serious Philza holding a first aid kit.
When he saw you bruised and battered, you could hear him take in a sharp intake of breath and saw unbridled anger flash across his face. You flinched away from him when he approached you.
“Hey,” he said in a gentle voice, “I won’t hurt you. Can you show me where you’re hurt?”
You eyed him warily like a scared wild animal and reluctantly moved your burned arm away from your chest and showed it to him. This was the first time you saw your forearm; it was an ugly red that expanded up the majority of the underside of your forearm with skin burned off at the edges. Yellow, fluid-filled blisters were starting to form.
You could hear Tommy’s horrified gasp as he turned to run out of the room. You kept your gaze downwards as Philza warned you that he was about to put disinfectant on your wound. He apologized to you when you whimpered in pain at the sting of the alcohol on your exposed nerves. After he was finished wrapping your arm, he asked you to show him where else you’re injured. You turned around so he could see the growing patch of blood staining your now ripped shirt. You could feel him gently move your shirt to the side and heard him wince.
“Shit, there’s glass in here. I’m going to have to get some tweezers to get it out. Stay here, I’ll be right back.” You were then alone in the kitchen for a moment before he came back with a worried Wilbur and Techno in tow. The brunet pulled up a chair next to you and asked if it was alright to hold your hand. After you hesitantly nodded, he grabbed your hand and started to run his thumb over your knuckles. Techno held a light close to your shoulder as Philza started to tweeze out the green tinted glass from your shoulder.
Every time you would suck in air through your teeth and muffle your yelps with your other hand, Wilbur would whisper reassurances to you and hold your hand tighter. After the glass was out, the wound was disinfected, and wrapped in gauze, Philza told the boys to leave the room. He grabbed both of your hands and gave you the best reassuring smile that he could.
“Tell me what happened.”
You swallowed the lump in your throat as you felt tears well up in your eyes, “I tried Phil, I really did. She never got better no matter what I did.”
“What do you mean, are you talking about your mom?” You could hear the angry undertone of his voice. You tensed up and nodded.
“She… she needs help. She was never the same after Dad died, she started drinking. It started off with only one beer a day, but after seventh grade she was going through an entire case in a day. She’d punish me if I said or did anything about it. No dinner for a week was a popular one until she started to ban me from the house for weeks on end. She never went on business trips, Phil. She got a knife today. I-I thought she was actually gonna kill me this time, I was so scared.”
Without another word, he pulled you into a tight hug, letting you sob freely into his shoulder. “It was my fault, I couldn’t help her! She- she needed me and I couldn’t help her.” You said between sobs. He hugged you tighter and started to rub your back, making sure to avoid your shoulder. “None of this is your fault, you can’t help someone if they don’t want help. Sometimes you can’t fix someone who’s too far gone.”
“Am I too far gone?”
“No, you aren’t. We’ll help you through this, we won’t let anybody hurt you ever again. You’re gonna go on to live a good life.” You passed out in his arms after a while of crying.
When you woke up, you were in Tommy and Tubbo’s room. The two boys jumped to your side and pulled you into a tight group hug. After you tried to apologize to them for how you treated them in the past six months, they shushed you and just sat there in silence hugging you.
Later that day you found out that your mother was found by your neighbor on the front porch with her wrists slit and empty beer bottles surrounding her. She was breathing, but just barely. Currently she was in an unstable condition in the hospital. You had a full breakdown when you found out that she almost killed herself because of you. You had run out of the house and to your safe place in the park. You hadn’t been there in a few years, so you hoped that it was still there.
Sure enough, it was still there albeit a bit overgrown. The blanket in the plastic bag was in the same place where you left it. You had no idea how long you were sitting there crying and having a panic attack, but when you came to your senses it was dark outside. You could hear crickets chirping and the rustling of leaves in the entrance of your hideout.
A brunet head poked itself in and smiled when he saw you. Tubbo fully came into the nook and gestured for someone to follow. Tommy’s blond hair made itself apparent before he joined you two inside.
“Nice little place you have here. It’s… homey.” Tubbo rubbed his hands together and blew warm air on them. You threw one side of the blanket at him and pulled your knees up to your chest. “Thanks, I used to sleep here sometimes… How’d you find me?”
“We could hear you,” Tommy pulled out his phone and typed something on it before pocketing it and sitting next to you. He covered himself with the blanket as Tubbo followed suit. You sat in silence before Tommy broke it.
“How long has she been hittin you?”
“Tommy!” Tubbo scolded him.
“She started about six months ago.”
“Six months ago… that was when you cancelled plans! I knew something was wrong Tubbo.”
Tubbo said nothing as he looked at you with a helpless expression. Just as he was about to open his mouth, you interrupted him. “It’s not your fault. It’s mine. Everything’s my fault. I’m the reason my mom’s in the hospital right now fighting for her life. I wasn’t there for her.” You would’ve started crying if it weren’t for the fact that you just felt so drained and numb.
“The fuck do you mean? She was about to kill you! You told us that she was about to stab you, what else were you supposed to do, just let her kill you?!” Tommy exclaimed.
You shrugged, “maybe. If she did she’d be happy, I was just a burden to her. I- I just wanted her to be happy and I would never be able to do that as long as I’m alive. If she killed me she wouldn’t be in the hospital right now.”
“What the fuck (y/n),” Tubbo shouted, startling you. He never shouts, let alone swears. “How could you even say that? I don’t know what I’d do without you, everything would be so boring and nothing would be the same without you. Fuck her happiness, she’s a wretched woman if the only way she can be happy is when you’re dead. Fuck her.”
You and Tommy stared at the seething boy in shock. He never shouted when he was angry, he only did that once when he found out that Tommy was being bullied. Whenever he sweared, that’s when you knew his emotions were hitting him at full force. Tommy quickly recovered from his shock to join him, “yeah fuck her, man! She can go suck a dick.” He was interrupted by his phone buzzing.
“Dad’s here, c’mon he’s worried sick about you.” After they helped you out of your safe place, they both wrapped an arm around your shoulders and walked you to the parking lot. You could see the headlights of the lone car in the lot turn off before the door swung open and a figure rushed towards you. You pushed yourself behind Tommy and Tubbo and hid behind them fearfully. They both turned around and put a hand on your shoulders. “It’s okay, it’s our dad.”
You peeked over their shoulders and saw a mop of disheveled, long blond hair. Philza looked like he was just told that there was an antidote for a fatal poison he just ingested, despite the flash of hurt that showed on his face. His blue eyes were accentuated by the redness of his sclera and you can see the relief painted in them. A gentle smile was on his face as he moved his arms up. Without another word, you launched yourself at him and pulled him into the tightest hug you could manage with your shoulder.
“Are your accusations true, Mx. (L/n)?”
Your gaze flickered over to your mother sitting on the other side of the courtroom. She looked at you with no expression on her face. Her wrists were wrapped tightly in a white bandage that was a stark contrast to the bright orange prison uniform and the silver of the handcuffs. She wasn’t the woman you knew when your dad was alive. The life was sucked out of her the second she picked up that phone call.
You looked back at the lawyer, “yes sir.”
“I have no further questions, your honor.”
“You may return to your seat, Mx. (L/N).”
You stood up and walked as confidently as you could past the dull eyes of your mother and back to your seat between Tommy and Tubbo. You held their hands tightly as the trial moved onwards. Buster’s owner even stepped up to the witness stand to give his testimony. Apparently he knew about the abuse from your late night conversations with Buster. He had contacted CPS and the police multiple times but the case was always dropped for some reason that you couldn’t bring yourself to ponder. A few of your previous teachers even showed up to give their testimonies. Their words, though true and slightly sweet, rubbed you the wrong way. If they ‘knew something was happening at home with you’, then why didn’t they do anything when it was happening? You tried to focus on the rest of the trial.
Your mother’s only witness was herself, and she did a piss poor job at it. She was basically digging her own grave with every word that came out of her mouth. The entire time, she was staring at you with her infamous dull eyes.
“Do you have any further points you would like to add, Mrs. (L/n)?”
“Yes, I have always loved my child. They were my husband’s pride and joy, the splitting image of him. Their rightful place is safe with their real parent at our home.”
You could feel Tommy attempt to stand up, but you pulled him back down; now was not the time for him to start yelling in anger. Tubbo squeezed your hand in reassurance and glanced at you. You were staring at the woman you called your mother with pain and hate filled eyes. You wished her words were sincere, but you knew fully well that they weren’t. The words that left her mouth would’ve been one hundred percent true and genuine when your dad was still alive, but he’s buried six feet under in a military cemetary now and he has been for years. You would’ve given anything, even your own life, for those words to be true a month ago, but you knew better now. Mothers don’t treat their kids like this, they’re supposed to give their children their unconditional love and take care of them. As far as you were concerned, she was no longer your mother. She forfeited that title the second she turned to the bottle. Philza is and will always be more of a parental figure than she’ll ever be.
After the jury left to discuss, the court was in a recess. You slipped out of the room and speed walked to the bathroom. You looked at yourself in the mirror. You could see heavy eye bags under your dull eyes. The dullness of your eyes, to your horror, reminded you of your mother, so you splashed your face with water. That fixed it, your eyes were slightly brighter. You could still see the faint outline of the scar on your cheek from when she first hit you. Small scars littered your face from the more recent wounds she gave you before you ran.
A knock sounded at the door, “(y/n), the recess is almost over.” It was Techno.
You patted your face dry and went to leave the bathroom. The pink haired boy that you now saw as your older brother was waiting patiently for you on the other side. He put a gentle hand on your shoulder and led you back to the courtroom. There, the rest of the Minec- no, your family was waiting for you. Just as you reached them, the judge announced that the jurors would be arriving back. The entire courtroom stood as they walked in.
“Have you reached a verdict?” The judge asked.
“Mrs. (L/n) and Mr. Langsburg, would you stand and face the jury? You may read the verdict.”
“We the jury of the state court find the defendant guilty under the charges of child abuse and child neglect.”
Tommy clapped a hand on your shoulder as Tubbo squeezed your hand. They both smiled widely at you. You, however, didn’t acknowledge them. You were only staring at the empty eyes of your mother as she was looking at the jury. Her reaction was akin to her breaking a pencil, like it didn’t matter to her. Like all the years abuse that she put you through didn’t matter was as trivial as breaking a pencil.
“So say you all?”
“Yes, your honor.”
“I hereby sentence Mrs. (L/n) to twelve years in the state penitentiary with no opportunity of parole. Mr. Philza Minecraft shall be bestowed the custody of Mx. (Y/n) (l/n) as they do not have any next of kin. Court is adjourned.” With that, she banged the gavel and the courtroom exploded in the bustling of people. You never took your eyes off from your mo- no, the monster with the dull eyes as she picked at something in her nails boredly. Just as she looked up to meet your gaze, Tommy pulled you into a tight hug, lifting you off the ground slightly. You were passed around the family in the courtroom for their individual hugs. Philza’s was comforting, Tubbo’s was congratulatory, Wilbur’s was warm, and Techno’s was slightly awkward, yet soft.
At home, you spent most of your time in the spare room Philza had given you. He had offered to help you decorate it, but you had no idea where to start. You were never allowed to have decorations in your old room. You kept the room simplistic and your possessions light.
You often stared at your dad’s portrait on your nightstand wondering what your life could’ve been like if you never asked him for McDonalds that day. Your family probably would’ve been stationed in who knows where and moved around often, as is customary in most military families. You probably would’ve never met Tommy and Tubbo in third grade. You probably would’ve never met your now older brothers and new father. You didn’t want to imagine a life without them.
After a few days of you being locked up in your room, Tommy and Tubbo came into your room with mischievous grins. You knew them like the back of your hand, so you knew the second you saw their faces that they were about to do something. You sat up and looked at them suspiciously.
“What are you doing?”
“We’re not doing anything, (y/n). Right Tubbo?”
“Right Tommy.” Tubbo nodded curtly. They still had grins on their faces. They walked over to your bed before they picked you up and walked you out of the room. You didn’t have the energy to fight them, so you laid limp in their arms. They eventually took you down to the living room and plopped you down onto the couch between them. Techno tossed them a blanket when they then used to wrap you tightly into a blanket burrito. The home screen of Disney Plus was pulled up on the TV and the curtains were drawn. Philza and Wilbur exited the kitchen with glasses of water and two big bowls of popcorn.
They smiled widely when they saw you squashed between your brothers, putting a bowl of popcorn in your lap and three glasses of water nearby. The two next to you dug into the popcorn as the rest of the family made themselves comfortable on the couch.
“What are we doing?”
“Movie night! We’re gonna binge the Marvel movies, your favorite!” Tubbo grinned at you, practically bouncing in his seat.
“Just double checking, the order is Captain America, Captain Marvel, Iron Mans One and Two, Incredible Hulk, Avengers, Thor-”
You cut Wilbur off with a mumbled “first Thor, then the first Avengers movie.”
“Glad I asked then! The timeline would’ve been thrown off.”
As the movies progressed, you started to finally feel like you belonged as a part of the family. Laughter came easier to you, mingling effortlessly with the family’s laughter. Every time you laughed at a scene, they would give you a smile and laugh alongside you. Eventually after about halfway through Captain America: The Winter Soldier, everyone had fallen asleep on the couch. Soft snores and the quiet sounds of the occasional fight scene filled the room as your eyelids started to close involuntarily. You looked around the room at the rest of your family. They all looked peaceful in their slumber. Tommy and Tubbo’s protective hold of their arms around your shoulders made you feel safe. It was in that moment that you realized that they would never let anyone hurt you ever again. You were a part of an actual, loving family. With that, you let yourself fall asleep into a peaceful slumber surrounded by the people that loved you the most.
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Saying I love you through actions
multiple x gn!reader
word count: 984
warnings: the egg, cursing, yelling, getting kinda hurt in wilbur's, food in sapnap's and dream's, monster addiction (obviously karl)
note: this is probably one of my favorite ones, the minors are platonic
shares his armor and potions
think of it as a offering
when you accept it, his piglin side goes brrrr
phil and you, possibly ranboo, are the only people he will give stuff to, because the other brats don't deserve it
if you give him your armor and potions, he is forever in your debt
shares his food with you
you and him totally drive at 3 am to subway or mcdonalds
when you drive back to the house, you kick up your feet on the dashboard, lean back in your seat, and take a sip from sapnap's drink
he was pissed, you had your own drink, why would you drink his?
he didn't do anything, but THEN you stole his fries
that was the last straw
then he bursted out on you
"YOU HAVE YOUR OWN FRIES, EAT THEM." and then you replied, "but babyyyyy."
you were puppy dog pouting, that was sapnap's weakness. he turned back to the road, and said, "ok, just take them, obviously you're still going to eat them."
then you went over the cupholder, and hugged him really tight
let’s you take over his almost never daily stream
you’ll walk into his streaming place, and hold some food for him, because i just have a feeling he hasn’t ate in a while
so while he’s eating, you take off his headset, move the mic towards your mouth, and start talking to chat
and while you’re just asking how their day has been, dream is just sitting on the chair with his fork in the air, plate in his hand, and mouth stuffed to the brim
he’s just looking at you with a lovey dovey look in his gaze, it’s really cute, and very homey
gives you his blanket when it’s cold
it's honking freezing in his house
so naturally, being the good gogy he is, he shares it with you
you don't return the favor though, you pratically want him to get hypothermia
but you give it to him reluctantly :(
he stops sharing the blanket with you, but then you start fake crying, and he automatically gives it to you
gives you almost every single monster he has
this boi is really addicted to monster
so he has to share it with you 😉
eventually, you're hooked, sometimes you even get a whole box of monster to share with him
it goes out by a week, or maybe less
after both of you are done, you slam the bottle on your foreheads
it's painful, but remember, pain is temporary, swag is forever 😉😩😜🤪😎🤓😏😫🤬😡😳🥵🥶😱🤔😬😵💫🥱😪😈🤠🤑👺👹☠️😼
(sorry for the spam of emojis)
gives you his beanie
you know he doesn't like to show his hair on streams
and we think he's bald
so when you pop up behind him with your hair crazy, he gets one of his spare beanies, grabs your shirt to get closer to him, and places it on your head
and it's probably the LAFD one, since he wears his puma one more frequently
and bestie, YOU LOOKED GOOD
and chat was spamming, Y/NCHAMP
gives you his jewelry
he's REALLY rich, and will give you anything
but when you need to go out to a party or something like that, he just gives you his jewelry
need a ring, don't worry, take 5 rings for one hand
need a necklace, oh don't cry about it, let me get you a diamond one
you get what i'm putting down?
but when he sees you with it, his heart goes boing boing
let’s you decorate the egg
he never lets anyone touch the egg in anyway unless they wanted to join
the egg doesn't have an affect on you, he should kill you, but the egg doesn't mind you, and ordered him to not unalive you
but get this, when it's a special holiday, you actually decorate the egg
if it was christmas, you would put presents under it, and put tinsel EVERYWHERE
halloween would be spooky stuff, like jack-o-lanterns, skulls, and even multiple buckets of candy
the egg really likes it, and even bbh likes it, even though he's still iffy about you
helps you play the guitar
he definitely tries to make you play internet ruined me, i'm in love with an e-girl, or your new boyfriend
and if the off chance he will try to make you play jubilee line, you do it so well
but before you practically mastered the art of the guitar, you used to mess up a lot
wilbur seriously had to take the guitar away from you for a week or more because you started to accidentally hurt your fingertips
let’s you play with his gloves
when he’s streaming, without his facecam, you just randomly kick down the door, anime style, and sit next to him
and then when you get bored, you randomly fidget with his gloves
you obviously won’t take it off since he might be uncomfortable with it, but you’ll take the bottom of it, and just roll the material through your fingers
he just goes really soft
he gives you his coke
honestly, when tommy gives you his coca cola, that just signifies your friendship more
it’s just really pog :]
he will only give you that, not wilbur, tubbo, or even philza
when he gives you it in front of chat, they just spam
“BESTIES FOR LIVERS” “I WANT MY FRIEND TO SHARE STUFF WITH ME”
let’s you hold benson
it is the highest honor
he only lets his closest friends touch benson, and if you try to damage him at all, you're done for
but luckily, you don't
he gladly gives you benson, and you hold him very carefully
since he trusts you with benson, he gives you another benson, but obviously, you name it differently
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Requested: Na! I got bored and wanted a 'Break' I guess from writing my requests! I also just wanted to create Jealousy Hcs so-
Pairing: Multiple Dsmp Boys! x Gn! Reader!
Idea: The boys get Jealous!
Tags/Warnings: None, Fluff, Cursing! (If there is any warnings that I missed pls tell me!)
Word Count: 1,798!....Thats alot-
A/n: I just got a sudden urge to write Jealousy Hcs so-
＊He would just stand behind you, fuming silently.
＊Wraping his arms around your waist when he starts loosing his patience
＊Would start kissing your shoulder/neck!
＊Probably whisper things in your ear to distract you
＊If the person gets too close for his or your liking
＊They get roasted
＊They are now running away in embarrasment-
＊You would scould him with a small smile
＊But he would just act oblivious
＊Hugging your arm
＊Glaring at the person definetly!
＊Would interupt the other person
＊"Maybe we could-""Look at that Y/N!"
＊He would also kiss youe cheek....
＊After the person left he would just ignore you
＊"George-" Hes now walking away...
＊You would run infront of him, grab your face in your hands, stare into his hands and MUWAH!
＊Kissing him all over his face!!
＊Hes now blushing and trying to get you to stop-
＊He's now just following you around with a blush on his face!
＊Arms around your waist/you in general!
＊Would glare at the person
＊Mutter threats uder his breath
＊Do the Slit throat action thing to the person...
＊Would alo mouth threats to the person...
＊You would probably elbow him in the stomach to shut him up-
＊He'd have to hold himslef back from killing the person-
＊If the person goes to far/makes you super uncomfy you would have to hold him back from starting a fight
＊He WILL start a fight and absolutley destroy the person!
＊Probably the most violent of them all-
＊He would be so sad :(
＊He would start to feel insecure :(
＊He would start to think that youre gonna leave him :(
＊If he is intimidated by the guy he would be a little shy!
＊He would probably be whispering to you telling you he wants to leave or that he wants to go somehwere else
＊He would also be hugging you in some way!
＊Or he would be holding your hand/a part of your shirt/dress!
＊If the perosn gets to close to you for his or your liking, he would probably try to talk to them
＊He's probably say Please as well cause hes sweet like that-
＊Not me simping for Karl right now-
＊He would try to protect you but eventually just drag you away from them!
＊He would glare at the person, hating them for taking his S/O attention
＊He would then interuppt the person by flirting with you
＊Or syaing "Come on come on! Let's go to that store" "Sweety....Thats Maurices..." Or some other female clothing store-
＊If that doesnt work and the person keeps talking to you
＊He WILL start a fight!
＊A verbal fight....He wouldnt be able beat someone with his short ass-
＊He would say something like "Ok. You had your shot. Now let ME talk to MY partner! Instead of some rando who doesn't know the first thing on how to flirt with people!"
＊I'm tired leave me be
＊Bear wih me I'm not very good at writing him-
＊I think he would glare at the person
＊Back hugs and neck kisses all the way!
＊If the person wont leave you alone he woud just straight up kiss you
＊And if they STILL dont get the point
＊Then ummmm they might not be alive the next day-
＊Sorry this is short! I had no idea what to put!
＊He would probably start to feel a bit insecure
＊But trust you not to leave him!
＊Making sure youre okay/comfortable with this happening is his top priority right now!
＊If you are he would just nod and stay beside or behind you
＊Probably hugging you in someway or holding your hand/shirt
＊He would be skeptical of the person and just keep a sharp eye on them!
＊If youre NOT comfortable/okay with whats happening
＊He would be on it!
＊He would step in front of you, blocking the persons view of you, and tell the person that they're making you uncomfy!
＊"Please stop talking to them! You're making them uncomfortable!"
＊He's so sweet!
＊But if the person doesnt leave you alone
＊He would glare at the person
＊Grab your hand and drag you away saying
＊"Come on lets go!"
＊Who would be brave enough to walk up to you two?!
＊Hes 6'6 no?!
＊If someone WAS brave enough to walk up to you
＊He would probably just stand behind you, looking like your bodyguard
＊You know those pictures of him and Tommy, and he's just standing in the background
＊Ya...Thats him when hes jealous
＊If the person hasnt run away in fear yet
＊Then he raps his an arm around you shoulders and
＊"Lets go somewhere else Y/N"
＊And just walk away with you under his arm
＊This jealouse Bitch-
＊He would be louder on purpose!
＊He just talkes over the person
＊Not caring how loud he has to get
＊If you tell him to quiet down, he'll just glare and start pouting
＊He would mutter curses and threats under his breath
＊If you start to get uncomfortable, he will NOT hesitate to jump in and yell at the person
＊"YOU MOTHERFUCKER!! LEAVE THEM ALONE!!"
＊You would have to drag him away before he starts a fight he cant win
＊This MOTHERFUCKER IS 7ft!!
＊Someone has GUTS!
＊He would just stand there behind you like
＊Bruh Im right here
＊He would just stand there, his arms crossed as he stared the person down
＊If he sees youre getting uncomfrotably he would just be like
＊"Ya no. Leave."
＊If the person dosent leave he would be so annoyed Lmao
＊If the perosn dosent leave and just ignores him hes gonna be even more annoyed
＊He would proabbly growl
＊Push you behind him gently
＊"If you dont leave in three seconds your heads coming off"
＊Hes glaring and resting his hand on his weapon...
＊You should probably take him away...before he kills someone-
＊He's 6'5 (?)
＊People are being brave today-
＊He would probably have a 'Normal' conversation with the person
＊"I also like Music a lot!"
＊Or something like that (M tired leave me be T-T)
＊While on the inside hes cursing and roasting the person
＊If you look close enough you can see him gritting his teeth
＊You should be concerned-
＊Hes slowly starting to look like hes going to murder someone-
＊"Why dont we leave Will?"
＊You wanted to leave before he exploded with anger/jealousy
＊Ya Ya, I know he's not real but who cares 🙄
＊He would be floating next to you, staring at the person confused
＊"Whats this feeling?" He would question himself
＊You would probably look at him a bit concerend a couple of times
＊"You okay Bur?" "Ya! Im just confused?"
＊You would then turn to him, asking him why he's confused and all that
＊The person would just be standing there awkwardly cause oyu forgot about them Lmao
＊They would just eventually leave-
＊The person would probably be flirting/talking to the both of you
＊Niki would grab a hold of your hand/arm/shirt getting uncomfy
＊Ya...Niki would want to leave imidietly-
＊Get the poor baby out of there :(
＊You would have to tell the person to stop
＊And if they dont just walk away
＊And if they STILL dont leave you alone
＊Your gonna have to threaten them-
＊And if they STILL dont leave
＊"Buddy...We're lesbian/Bi...She's my girlfriend.."...I'm tired leave me be-
＊Ya...Poor persons really imparrased now-
＊They might just turn red and run away...
＊...That would be interesting to watch-
＊He would probably just stand there awkwardly
＊And if the person starts making you uncomfy he would start to slowly push you behind him
＊And start a conversation with the person instead
＊"Hey-Do you know of any good Cafes?"
＊He would literally say anithing to distract the person from you
＊And then he would "Thanks!"
＊Walks away from the person, your hand in his!
＊Ya...I didnt really know what to put for him-
＊He would just stare at the person deadpanned
＊Like 'Really bitch. They're busy'
＊Ya...The person did not like that-
＊"What did you say Kid?"
＊"I said they're busy" *Glares*
＊Ya...Drag him away before he starts a fight-
＊If hes just quiet the whole time he would thrw random sarcastic jokes
＊And try to get you away from teh person
＊Not liking your attention on the person
＊Im tired leave me be-
＊Hes gonna act polite at first!
＊Trying to be nice and not lash out-
＊But if the person makes you uncomfy or gets too close to you for eaither of your liking
＊Hes gonna try pulling you away
＊"Come on lets go Muffin!"
＊If the person grabs your hand you better beleive hes gonna get protective
＊"Let go of them! You didn't ask them if you could old their hand!"
＊Hes still trying to be nice
＊If th person wont let you go hes gonna lash out-
＊"I told you to let their hand go!!" *Glares*
＊Maybe he would start to hint that he knows how to throw nice and shit-(Im tired and dont remember leave me be-)
＊He would be a baby-
＊He would wrap you up in his arms and burry his head in your neck
＊He would whine about want ing to leave
＊If you just tell him that youll leave in a bit he would pout and just stand behind you
＊All pouty and annoyed
＊If he ses that youre getting uncomfy he would get so mad-
＊Ya...He would yell at the person-
＊He would make a big scene
＊Probably start a fight-
＊Drag him away for my sake pls!
＊I cant deal with this second hand embarrasment-
＊Im not the best for writing with him either bear with me-
＊He would just stand behind you, his arms crossed
＊Just staring down the person, not liking them already
＊The person would probably start to squirm under his gaze-
＊"Why dont we leave Love"
＊You would question him
＊If you dont want to leave, he would huff but let you stay
＊If the person starts to make you uncomfy you woud probably grab onto the front of Sams shirt
＊He would immidetly notice and put his arms aorund you
＊"We will be leaving now"
＊And just drag you away from the person
I DID IT!! I FINISHED JEALOUSY HEADCANONS!!
Sorry I havent posted any requests-
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Can you write a parent mcyt about child y/n getting traits like their parent. Like in fashion, mannerisms, or anything you can think of. Sorry if this bothers you. You don't have to do it if you don't want to I'm just making a suggestion. I also want to say I really enjoy reading what you write.
awh, thank you lovely! I did physical traits if that’s alright-
Being Tubbo‘s kid will give you goat horns; he loves to bonk your heads together as a form of affection since you both have them
As Quackity‘s little runt, you’ll get pastel yellow duck wings; his favorite bonding experience to do with you is to go flying around and sing in the mornings
As Schlatt‘s second child, you’ll be born with golden goat eyes; they’re perfect to have intense stare downs with your dad whenever you want something
Dream will ultimately gift you with his power of shape shifting; People will be hella confused when they see two sphere headed people walking around, but don’t worry, you can change to look like a normal human (Based off Rosentin Moon’s Dream design *check em out on youtube!*)
Sapnap will give you his resistance to fire; Favorite thing to do? Lava pool sparring matches.
You’ll get Eret‘s blank, white eyes as his kid; he feels bad since he always covers his own but you’ll show them off them with pride, you got them from your dad, after all.
If you’re Phil‘s fourth child, you’ll be getting his wings; yours come out as white, though, so he likes to think of you as his little angel
Being Fundy‘s child will give you fox-hybrid qualities; surprising fact though, you end up being an arctic fox!
As Awesamdude‘s kid, you get creeper-esk freckles and green hair; you’re an exact copy of your dad!
Badboyhalo will gift his little muffin with fangs and patches of onyx black skin tone; you’re a true half-demon hybrid! Too bad you didn’t get his height though...
Being Skeppy‘s child will give you diamond colored eyes and nearly unbreakable patches of skin; true minecraft ore power duo
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☾ MCYT's reaction to you falling asleep on them ☽
》 Dream 《
Would continue what he was doing but lower his voice to not wake you up
Tries his best not to move around too much and tighten his grip a little on you
Would become very protective over you and is very happy
When you wake up would reassure you he didn't mind
(But will definitely tease you a little for it sometimes)
》 George 《
Honestly just falls asleep on you aswell
When he wakes up though would be a bit awkward and doesn't know what to do
Doesn't even notice that he holds you a lighter tighter everytime you move around
Very calm and is very happy thar you trust him
(In future will fall asleep on you aswell)
》 Sapnap 《
Threatens anyone that talks a little bit too loud because he doesn't want them to wake you up
Would definitely accidentally space out when looking at you
This panda will cuddle you closer and give forehead kisses
Will make fun of you a little and joke about it afterwards but if you want him to will help falling you asleep with cuddling
(Definitely brags about it)
》 Badboyhalo 《
Makes sure no one teases you or bothers you for accidentally falling asleep on him
Will play with your hair and gives you forehead kisses
He's so happy that you feel comfy and safe with him and would smile the whole time
Let's you know he's there for you and makes sure you're okay when you wake up
》 Tommy 《
Honestly doesn't notice until someone points it out to him
Once he knows he tries his best not to be loud anymore and moves around less
Doesn't complain but definitely teases you and jokingly makes fun of you when you wake up
"Stop being so loud you're gonna wake them- I'M NOT BEING LOUD!"
》 Tubbo 《
"Oh . . . okay (:"
Notices very quick and stays quiet because he doesn't want to wake you up
Plays with your hair and holds you closer but doesn't notice it
Definitely wouldn't tease you like Tommy and reassures you that it's fine and that he doesn't mind
I feel like he would use that against you when he jokingly flirts with you (we know it would happen don't deny it)
》 Wilbur 《
Would notice you being asleep relatively fast and try his best not to move too much
Spaces out while looking at you because he thinks you look very adorable
Softly hums to whenever you look troubled while sleeping
Would probably tease you a little when you wake up but make sure you know he really doesn't mind it
Feels very loved and is happy that you trust him so much to fall asleep around you
》 Technoblade 《
Tries his best to stay awake but would probably end up falling asleep points
Regularly wakes up to check on his surroundings though (and because of paranoia)
Tells you it was fine and that he didn't mind but wouldn't deny more cuddles in the future
Death glares at anyone who is too loud or could wake you up and is very protective over you
Big touch starved softie
》 Niki 《
Very happy that you trust her this much
Plays with your hair
If anyone tries to wake you up she will use mom glares to stop them
Wouldn't move around even if it gets uncomfortable
When you wake up makes sure that you know she didn't mind at all
Would definitely help you with falling asleep with cuddling if you need it
》 Ranboo 《
Hugs you close and makes sure that you're comfortable
Honestly cuddling with him is probably one of the best things in the world
Is very excited that you trust him so much
Brags about it for a while probably
(Eventually falls asleep aswell lul)
Makes sure you know it was perfectly fine and that he enjoyed it
》 Philza 《
Notices relatively fast and stops talking to not wake you up
Glares at anyone who tries to wake you up or disturb you in any way
"If you keep talking that loud i will craft a fucking belt."
Checks in with you once you wake up and asks you how you're feeling
Probably laughs seeing you being embarrassed about accidentally falling asleep
Won't admit it but he's very happy that you trust him
》 Karl 《
Once he notices he has to hold himself from giggling too loud because he doesn't want to wake you up
"Look! They fell asleep on me :D"
Cuddles you close and stays as still as possible
Brags about it for weeks after
"They fell asleep on me they like me more!"
Super proud and happy that you trust him so much
》 Quackity 《
Wouldn't notice until someone points it out to him
He was joking around before noticing so he immediately chills out and holds you closer as an apology
Moves around a little at first to get more comfortable but tries his best not to wake you up
Feels bad about being so loud and apologises when you wake up
》 Schlatt 《
Notices on his own and at first doesn't do anything
After a few minutes gives into cuddles and threatens anyone who makes fun of either of you
At one point falls asleep at well
Doesn't really mention anything once you both wake up
Secretly is super happy though and is actually really touch starved but doesn't let people see it
》 Eret 《
Was already cuddling you before you woke up
Makes sure you stay asleep as long as possible and when you wake up asks if you want/need to rest more
Asks how much you have been sleeping lately and and if you've been taking care of yourself
Is happy that he was able to make you rest and feel safe
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Tommy, looking up at the sky: "Whats that up there?"
Tubbo: "Its a bird!"
Ranboo: "Its a plane!"
Wilbur: "its superm- wait... Y/N?!?"
Bird!Hybrid!Y/N, looking down at everyone: "caw caw bitches"
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Siblings HC’s pt. 2
Included : Tommy, Tubbo, LanuSky, Technoblade, JSchlatt, Awesamdude, Ranboo.
Warning : swearing & mentions of anxiety
Note : there will be three or four parts to this!
You’re 18 and probably the only older person he won’t disrespect.
There’s a video of you driving for a road trip and he shoots you with the vlog gun.
“AH- TOMMY I’M DRIVING WHAT THE FUCK?”
You’re a maturer version of him.
You also look like him but have darker hair, and you’re probably taller than him.
Makes you stream with him but you leave in the middle of the stream.
If he gets too loud you let him know.
Bursts his door open without a care in the world, “Tom you’re being too loud.”
You leave and his chat just laughs at him.
He makes you come with him when he meets Wilbur.
You and Wilbur pick on Tommy a ton.
You give Tommy an outstanding music taste tbh.
Tubbo & LanuSky
Older than him, about like three years.
You are like a parent to him and Lani.
Pop into their streams to hand them some food and check up on them.
Helps them out with cooking streams if needed.
You’re like Philza, when you ban people you ban them from everyone’s streams.
If something ever goes wrong chat goes “when in trouble, call Y/n”
Fanartists definitely make fanart of you.
There’s probably a canon piece of art where you have gold wings the the ones in the Wonder Woman movie, and you are like “protecting” Tubbo or Lani or maybe both.
If you’re canonically drawn you now have gold wings and you’re like a guardian Angel.
You help your siblings out when needed.
If you ever join their streams you just vibe and watch them play, sometimes joining in.
Outside of streams are fun, you guys go on walks or you drive them around while playing music they want to listen to.
Tubbo plays music for you and you always give your honest opinions on it.
You help Lani out with school if she needs it.
You help Tubbo out with reading if he needs it.
Like a few years younger than him and honestly just like him.
Less intense but you both study English.
You’re planning on becoming an English teacher.
You bring him food, sometimes in the middle of lore and he does his best not to laugh as you realize.
You two jokingly argue over who’s your little sisters favorite
But he’s your favorite so it makes him feel better.
You dye pink strands in your hair and hes super honored and proud.
He’s not that much of a hugger but you if you hug him every so often he’ll freeze and then just slowly hug you, like a flower blooming.
Once you graduate he cheers either your siblings when he knows they’re not aloud to because you did the same for him.
Smiles when he hears your laugh near the stage, it’s quiet but he still hears it.
You guys plan on doing it for your other siblings also.
He’s very proud of you even though he may not speak or show it.
So fucking chaotic.
He filmed his cereal rating video with you.
Gets into arguments over fuCKING CERAL.
You’re shorter than him and he laughs at it.
“This bitch didn’t get the tall genes-” “oh fuck off im a good height for my age.”
People would think he wouldn’t be that nice ? because of just how he talks to people.
But honestly is so kind to you and your guys’ friendship is amazing.
Puts you in more videos because everyone likes your friendship.
Also he wants to spend more time with you since he was sorta a distant brother in the past.
dove (me) 🤝 personal experiences = making sure that y’all get good sibling friendships if you’re distant with your irl siblings.
He’s very good with calming you down from panic attacks.
Also very protective of you.
Supports your school and career choices unless you’re like fuck school.
He makes you focus and do your best because he wants you to have a good future.
Chat loves you.
Awesamsibling will go trending if he tells people to.
‘Twitch streamer Awesamdude introduces his sibling to chat and they love their kind and similar to his kind of personality. He also makes his chat make awesamsibling trending’
“WOAH TWITTER GUY THINKS IM KIND!”
You and Sam do coding together and it’s fun.
If you’re with him during a stream and your guys’ mom appears you guys get so excited.
“MOM SAM WONT LET ME HAVE SOME CHIPS-” “YOU’VE HAD TWO SMALL BAGS ALREADY.”
It gets chaotic.
They don’t really see Sam get that riled up or loud so you do your best to rile him up.
You’re fr a younger version of him.
“MMMM ME GUSTA.”
If he says bro like a ton of times and you notice it, you mock him quietly.
“Bro that’s not-” “BrO.” “Y/n I swear to god.”
Sam has announced a sub goal to stream with his mom way in the future so I want to say he’d have one to stream with you.
“I’ll gladly stream without a subgoal Sam.”
Everyone talks about how alike you guys are.
Sam’s very protective of you though and has boundaries with chat about you.
“Just before we do anything if Y/n mentions that they’re uncomfortable with screenshots or anything please don’t do it. You guys are cool and respectful but still want to mention it.”
He’s all like “be kind” and doesn’t think you want people to screenshot but you’re like-
“EDITS EDITS EDITS.”
You find edits so cool and you share your love for everything fans make.
There are so many of those sibling edits of you two 🥺.
You guys are twins
Wasn’t planning on revealing you but you accidentally interrupted by going to talk to him.
Soon fanartists make fanart of you and him being different sides of his skin. You wearing a white suit, while he’s wearing a black suit.
“HEY WE’RE UNUS ANNUS.”
You 🤝 Ranboo = loving John Mulaney
your Twitter description just has “STOP SNITCHING MOTHA FUCKER” on it, your favorite quote by John.
Then your description is like ^ Ranboo at me.
I feel like you’d be more anxious out of the two and he accidentally portrays you with his smp character.
Forbids you from watching his lore streams so it’s not triggering but you end up watching the vods. (Please listen to trigger warnings)
I feel like he’d make you get tik tok, you’d post faceless tik toks over time.
I have a feeling you’d have shoulder length hair and it’d be dyed like Narcissa Malfoy but hall white/bleached and half black.
Idk but that’d scream Ranboo to me.
They love your hair and your support for your brother.
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Hey i saw your writing and i liked it a lot so i was thinking (if your asks are open and your are comfortable) like the reader asking for cuddles from different MCYTs and how they react to it and platonic (because you gotta give the homies cuddles) or romantic i just have been seeing this ides everywhere and wanted to see your take on it <3 (and if you anon requests are on can request to be <3 anon ?) i have another request but i'll put it differently
WOOOOO cuddles!! sorry if i ruined this ask?? some of these are good and some of these just aren't on the same level ig idk? i also couldn't come up with a uh idea for wilbur or techno for the LIFE of me so
also hi! welcome <3 anon :)
how different mcyt would react to you asking for cuddles
you stared blankly at the television screen in front of you as the episode you were watching ended. you had been watching the same melodramatic action tv series for around 3 hours while waiting for your boyfriend Dream to finish editing. Normally, he didn’t have any problems with you being with him while he was editing, but this was a manhunt and you knew how important these were to his career. Therefore, you made the executive decision to sit outside the “Dream” room for this one.
However, after three hours, you were feeling lonely. you wanted to be with your boyfriend! you turned off the tv and crept up the stairs and turned to go into his streaming room. you freaked the door open to see your boyfriend hunched over at his desk. the green led lights and the colors from his computer screen illuminated your boyfriend’s concentrated face. you stood for a couple of moments, just admiring his physique before deciding to get you what you want.
“hi,” you said as you gently placed a hand onto his shoulder, alerting him of your presence.
he jumped a little and glanced up at you before calming himself down.
“hi babe” he said as he pushed himself away from the desk and rubbed his hands down his face. He grabbed your waist and pulled you onto him, holding you close. you smiled into his neck and leaned back a little bit to give him a kiss.
“got what you wanted?” he teased as he gripped your waist again. you just let out noises of affirmation as you continued to cling onto your boyfriend. He smirked, although you couldn’t see it, and turned back to his computer to continue his work.
you shut your laptop off, finally finishing off any work you had that evening. smiling, you looked around for the tv remote in order to continue watching the show you had been binging recently. Once you found it and turned it on, you placed the remote on the table in front of you and laid on the couch, carefree.
Around halfway through the second episode you were on, you heard a door upstairs creak open and then gently close followed by padded footsteps rushing down the stairs. moments after, George in all his glory stood at the entrance to the living room.
“hi love,” he said, walking over to you laying on the couch and standing awkwardly on the side.
“hi,” you said, smiling up at the man. you leaned up a bit to meet him in the middle for a kiss. A few beats after it ended, George continued to stand there unsure of what to do.
scoffing, you poke his stomach. “either lay down and cuddle with me or move” you said, continuing to poke his stomach.
“Fine, fine” he said, swatting your hands away and gently lowering himself on top of you, placing his head in the crook of your neck. your hands immediately went to his hair, playing with and moving your hands through the locks.
you rolled over to the other side of the bed, expecting to be met with the warmth of your boyfriend, Sapnap. instead, you were met with a cold mattress and sheets. groaning you sat up slowly, rubbing sleep out of your eyes and looked around the room for your boyfriend.
scoffing you pulled yourself out of bed, wrapping the blanket around your shoulders and wincing at the cold floor on your bare feet. you trudged your way back to the living area of the home, looking for Sapnap. you walked into the kitchen with sleep filled eyes and saw him standing by the stove, making pancakes.
he looked great not gonna lie, and only good things were on your mind. you couldn’t resist imagining him making breakfast for you and possibly maybe your children in the future.
“How long are you gonna stare at me?” he asked softly, his voice raspy from the lack of use. you blinked out of your gaze and looked away, embarrassed from being caught. you walked up behind him and wrapped your blanket cad arms around his waist and rested your face on his back.
“babe I can’t cook if you’re clinging onto me,” he said, trying to show you his lack of movement.
you rolled your eyes playfully and moved away from him, “fine but can you give me cuddles afterwards?”
“mhm!” he said happily as he quickly finished making the breakfast and placing them onto the plates. He grabbed both of the plates and gently nudged you with his shoulder to head towards the couch. you both sat down as close as possible to one another with your plates in hand, just enjoying the others presence.
You gently opened the door, grinning at the sight of your boyfriend laying in bed and scrolling through his phone. One hand was behind his head, supporting his head up, and the other slowly swiping up and down, probably through twitter. You admired him as he scanned through various tweets, liking ones he thought funny and replying to others he had a good response to.
You strode over to the side of the bed, and placed your own phone on the bedside table. He noticed you had entered the room and did the same, grinning up at you.
“Hi, cuddles?” you asked simply, fiddling with your thumbs as you waited for an answer.
“Of course!” he said, and put his arms out to invite you into his embrace.
You finally unlocked the door to your apartment, placing your shoes by the door and your coat on the bench above it. You threw your bag onto the floor as well, and sped through the apartment looking for your boyfriend. It was a long day, and you just wanted cuddles.
Eventually, you found him lying on the couch, watching some TV show. You kind of leaped onto him and stuck your head in the crook of his neck. He let out a sort of “oomph” sound at the sudden force laid upon him and then wasted no time in wrapping his arms around you.
“Thanks for the cuddles.” you said simply, and he chuckled.
“Anytime,” he said softly, turning his attention back to the TV. You could always count on Quackity cuddles. Basically, you just took the cuddles, you didn’t ask for them.
“Train 2347 will arrive at the station in one minute,” the electronic voice at the train station announced to all the travelers in the station. Tommy stood up from the bench you were seated on and grabbed his bag from the ground and your hand with the other one.
“That's our train,” he told you gently, as you grabbed his hand and stretched a bit. you had both spent the day together in London, and had a great time. but, now it was time to head back home.
Once the train arrived, the two of you made your way into the train, silent due to how tired the two of you were. you made your way to a corner of the train cart and let Tommy take the window seat. The train lurched forward and the journey home started.
halfway through the ride, you put your head on Tommy’s shoulder, wordlessly asking for touch and affection. He gave you what you wanted and grasped your wrist and placed his head on top of your head. so, the two of you sat there enjoying the other's presence and affection.
You laid in the meadow, appreciating the beauty of life all around you. You observed the clouds and the shapes they made, the rabbits in the distance playing with one another, the bees flying around from colorful flower to flower, and the birds flying through the sky. You were staring at the rabbits interacting with each other, before the got startled by something that was coming your way. You sat up and peered in that direction, grin growing when you realized it was your friend Tubbo.
“Hi!!” you exclaimed, excited to see your friend.
“Hi!!” he said back, with the same level of excitement.
“Cuddles and catch up?” you asked simply, wanting to catch up with your friend but also wanting physical touch. He hummed out an affirmation and laid down, pulling you down to rest your head on his stomach so the two of you made a t-shape. Once the two of you had gotten comfortable, he started rambling on about a stream he was planning or some fanart he had seen.
taglist open !!! :))
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Stick n Poke Headcannons
My requests are always open!! Shoot me one!
Reaction to you telling them you gave yourself a stick n poke. Not that i'm encouraging you to get one and if you do reallly want to make sure you do the reasearch and get good starile supplies. This is V self indulgent. Let me live.
Characters: Wilbur, Phil, Techno, Tommy, Tubbo, Dream, Sapnap, GeorgeNotFound, Quackity, Karl, Nihachu, Ranboo, Fundy
Warning: needles and stabing mentiond
Word count 450
Starts doing the laughtm
DiD iT hUrT
Yeah Will it’s a tattoo
Thinks it’s neat but is defo surprised
‘Let me watch if you do it again’
‘Not that you should do that but…’
Definity tells chat if you do a stream with him
Chat y/n tattooed herself over the weekend…
You have to assure him multiple times that you were super careful and used professional ink and needles and starile everything
Thinks it’s cool once his concerns are thoroughly addressed
‘Make good choices child’
Definitely doesn't register at first
Give him a moment
‘Wait… you like… did it yourself??’
Doesn’t really care
‘WHAT THE FUCK’
YOU CAN’T DO THAT???!!
Takes a long time to calm down
‘Wait like, actually’
Will bring it up
‘Says the person that repeatedly stabbed themself’
‘That’s so cool!’
Immediately asks for pictures
Wants to hear you talk about the process
‘How’d you decide on the design’
Really cool about it
Will jokingly suggest he should get a bee tattoo
Probably asks you to explain how and when and why
Will laugh at you if you at all suggest it hurt
We all know he’d be a little bitch about getting one tho
‘You should get the smile tattooed’
‘Wait no I was kidding!!! Do NOT do that!!!’
Immediately like pics or it didn’t happen
Thinks its really cool
Would toy with the idea of you giving him one but is too indecisive
Does not believe you
You can send him pictures of it
Pictures of the supplies
Video of set up
Takes him like a month to realize its real
Thinks you’re doing a bit
Then you show him your set up
‘Oh my god wait you’re serious’
‘How did you manage to do it???’
Doesn’t understand how someone could tattoo themself
‘But it hurts tho!’
Very confused but in awe of it
‘Let me see!!!’ -^o^-
Impressed with how well you did
Makes sure you were safe
Over all thinks its cute
‘I am very concerned’
‘y/n i feel like this was a poor choice’
Evenly concedes that it does look pretty pog
Tells chat about it
‘y/n tattooed themself and it looks really cool but... poor choice.’
‘Chat do not encourage them’
Takes him like a minute but then decides it’s actually kinda pog??
‘It looks pretty good’
You know you spent hella time on it
‘How does that, like, work??’
Rollercoaster of emotion
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I just had this idea, what if Ranboo and reader are besties. However, since Tommy is jealous jelousinnit of Ranboo for “stealing” Tubbo, he “steals” reader in turn and they too become platonically married.
Maybe after Ranboo and Tubbo learn of the Tommy and reader’s marriage, Ranboo and Tommy are now “competing” for time with Tubbo and reader. Meanwhile reader and Tubbo are just laughing watching this play out? <3
I just had this idea, what if Ranboo and reader are besties. However, since Tommy is jealous jelousinnit of Ranboo for “stealing” Tubbo, he “steals” reader in turn and they too become platonically married.
Maybe after Ranboo and Tubbo learn of the Tommy and reader’s marriage, Ranboo and Tommy are now “competing” for time with Tubbo and reader. Meanwhile reader and Tubbo are just laughing watching this play out? <3
dvwefnowef i love this idea! i hope i did it justice <3
tommy vs ranboo:
“hello tubbo! tubbo. tubzo.” tommy yelled again and again, trying to get tubbo’s attention.
tommy continued continued yelling his name for a response. pitying the poor boy, you responded “hi tommy.”
“oh. hello.” tommy made his minecraft character walk over to you. “what is tubbo doing?”
“uh, he’s arguing with ranboo? about something somewhat important, i presume.”
“lore married, those two are. strange, innit?” tommy turned his character to look more directly at yours. the eyebrows on the character made him look intimidating, especially with the way he stared at you.
“yeah. yes. strange. lore married.” the conversation had ended from there, with an awkward silence. after a while tubbo and ranboo had finally stopped fighting.
it had been a few days since your interaction with tommy. everything had been pretty normal, just hanging out with ranboo and tubbo. helping oversee the building of the mansion. that was, until tommy came and talked to you.
“uh, hello tommy.”
“hey. i’m live right now. what are you doing?”
“uh, nothing really. mainly have been overseeing the build of ranboo and tubbo’s mansion.”
“close, the two of you are?”
“yep. i know him irl so i would say, yeah, we’re pretty close.” this was where you started to get a bit questioning. sure, you had spoken to tommy before, but you two weren’t necessarily close.
“hey, y’know what i think.” he turned his character to stare at you.
“no, what do you think tommy?”
“let’s be friends.”
tommy proceeded to drag you around the server, getting to know you better. you two had run around quite a bit, and ended up near the badlands. tommy, of course, decided to bring you into his mischief.
“ok, when bad joins vc, after i say hello you have to say ‘say FUCK badboyhalo’ to him.”
“doesn’t bad always yell language at everyone? shouldn’t i probably not do that?” you had just recently gotten added to the server and even doing certain things for bits made you nervous.
“you’ll be fine. now get ready.” once bad joined the vc, tommy yelled “HELLO BADBOYHALO.”
“well, hello to the two of you. how are you both doing?”
without taking the time to answer you yelled, “BADBOYHALO SAY FUCK!”
tommy immediately began laughing. bad’s character was running around and you could hear him stuttering until finally shouting “LANGUAGE!”
“oh come on, bbh. it just adds more impacts to what you’re saying. imagine you were saying ‘i hate that muffinhead skeppy so much’. isn’t it much more impactful when you say ‘i hate that BITCH skeppy so FUCKING much!’?” even though you couldn’t see his facecam, you could tell how much he was smirking.
“LANGUAGE TOMMY!” bad was screaming and from his voice he seemed to be fuming.
catching onto what tommy was planning, you started for him, “seriously bad, what do you have against saying a few curse words? FUCK, SHIT, BITCH, ASS, PUSSY.” you and tommy both began screaming curse words at bad until you heard him scream and leave the vc.
and for the next few weeks, that was how it went. you two caused chaos all across the server, getting on everyone’s nerves. phil had quickly deemed you ‘chaos gremlins sent to drive him even further into his old age’. at least kristen appreciated the two of you.
“phil, what are taxes?” tommy had asked phil.
after hearing him mutter a quick “jesus christ…”, he gave tommy an answer, “pretty much shit you have to pay because the government said to.”
“and is there any way to pay less taxes? y’know, cheat the system?” tommy was quickly driving phil to old age.
“well, marriage gives you tax benefits.”
“ooo!” tommy turned his minecraft character towards you, “marry me! for tax benefits!”
and so there was a new platonically married couple on the server.
ranboo had noticed your lack of presence. instead of showing up in his streams, you were usually doing something with tommy. the two of you had even gotten married, the same way he and tubbo had. jealousy, even when irrational, was still a very real and present thing.
which is what led him to be standing outside your minecraft house, waiting for you to stop talking to tommy for a second and answer his in chat messages. for five whole minutes, he had to deal with chat clowning on him. “chat, i have never been replaced. they simply cannot replace me. there is no way to get rid of me.”
“you’re like mold!” tubbo had joined ranboo’s vc. his energy heavily contrasted the other’s.
“...tubbo, how am i like mold?”
“you’re just constantly growing on people! holding on for dear life until an exterminator is called! do i need to call an exterminator on you?”
“...no thank you, tubbo.”
finally, you and tommy had joined vc. “hello ranboo!”
“hello! what took so long?” the agitation in his voice was barely detectable.
“oh, tommy here was being pissy. didn’t want to leave vc2.”
“so tommy was stopping you from talking to your friends?” ranboo clicked his tongue and jokingly said, “seems a bit, uh well, toxic, to me.”
tommy quickly erupted into screams. “HOW DARE YOU ACCUSE ME OF BEING A TOXIC FRIEND?”
“I WASN’T ACCUSING YOU OF ANYTHING, WAS JUST STATING MY OPINION!” ranboo had started screaming back.
“IF YOU WANNA SEE TOXIC, I’LL SHOW YOU TOXIC RANBOO.” you could distantly hear an 8 bit version of toxic by britney spears playing from tubbos mic.
“OH SHUT UP TOMMY, PLEASE, I’VE BEEN FRIENDS WITH THEM FOR LONGER.”
“BITCH, PLEASE. JUST BECUASE YOU’VE KNOWN THEM LONGER DOES MAKE YOU BETTER FRIENDS. WE’RE MARRIED, WE ARE.”
and from there, the screaming continued. In-game chat, you could see tubbo telling you to join vc6.
“crazy, that lot is.”
thank you for waiting! i’m sorry this took so long, i’ve been visiting family for easter and haven’t really been able to write. i hope you enjoyed this, though! <3
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