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imagine flustering sapnap when you wear his sweatshirt
“aww,” dream cooed out of nowhere, surprising his friends and sapnap’s chat. “it suits you.” your voice was a quiet mumble in the background, cluing them all in.
“is that y/n?” george questioned.
“yeah,” dream affirmed. “she came in to show me something..” dream chuckled to himself. “y/n, you should- you should go show sapnap.”
“show me what?” the roommate inquired skeptically, glancing at his camera.
dream just chuckled again to himself. “just, uh.. you have your camera on, right sap?” a hesitant ‘yes’ was all it took for dream to laugh again. “good, y/n’s on her way.”
“i..” sapnap shook his head. “i hate this mystery.” you were considerate enough to knock on his door. “come in?” he turned his chair to you, his side profile visible to the chat as his door opened to reveal your short frame. dream wheezed, watching intently as sapnap’s eyes widened at the sight of you.
one of his hands came up to rest as casually as it could to rest on his lips, his thumb settling on his jaw as a blush crept up his neck.
you giggled nervously when he didn’t say anything, unaware of the chat and man exploding just a few feet away from you. “ya like?”
you were practically swimming in the too-oversized sweatshirt that undoubtedly belonged to your roommate, proudly displaying his brand. but sapnap was less focused on that.
“uh, yeah,” he coughed out. he let out an awkward chuckle, trying to keep his eyes from raking your bare legs. he was practically dizzy with pent up affection. “yeah, you-you look nice.” dream was still wheezing in his ears, george now giggling to accompany it. you grinned, craning your neck to look over at his camera when dream’s wheeze was loud enough that you could hear it.
“simp!” dream called out once he caught his breath, making sapnap finally remember he was on camera. you laughed out when he turned back to his screen with an embarrassed smile.
Pairing:Dream / Clay x gn!reader
Summary: [Dream SMP!AU] Talking to animals is easy, especially when you can actually understand them. But talking to Dream? That’s a whole other challenge unto itself.
Word Count: 4.5k
A/N: inspired by dream being a disney princess with like 85 dolphins during the 4v1 manhunt finale :D i hope you all enjoy! i had fun writing this <3
Balancing the bag in your arms carefully, you peeked over the top to see the animal pen drawing nearer and nearer. Your eyes lit up at the sight, and you picked up the pace a fraction or two as you made your way over. Already, you could see the pigs sniffing at the air, their snouts turned toward you expectantly.
“Good morning, guys!” you greeted, coming to a stop just outside the pen. Heaving the bag into one of your arms, you used the other to reach inside. “I brought some snacks for you all.”
The pig closest to you—Darwin, you remembered vaguely—snorted at you. To anyone else, they would have heard just that: a simple snort. But the tone that reached your ears was anything but simple.
“Finally! We’ve been starving!”
Giving him a lopsided smile, you pulled out a carrot from your bag, reaching down to let him bite on. “Don’t you guys have all this grass to eat?”
As Darwin snapped his mouth shut around the carrot, he managed to warble out, “Yes, but quality over quantity, and grass gets boring after eating it for basically ever.”
You gave him a deadpan look, shoving another carrot towards another pig—this one was Rita. “That doesn’t negate the fact that I literally fed you guys yesterday,” you pointed out with a blank stare.
From the back of the pen, you watched as one of the cows rose up to rest its front legs on the side of the wood, grunting out at you. “That was yesterday,” said Pedro, “and this is today.” He let his jaw fall open and waiting. “Now, feed me.”
You giggled, dumping the rest of the carrots in front of the pigs to let them fight amongst themselves. “So demanding,” you joked as you stepped to the side.
Moving over toward the cows, you held out a few carefully tied bundles of wheat, shaking them in front of them. “I hope you guys will settle for wheat.”
Pedro didn’t even look up, his eyes still glued to the wheat you were holding up. “Do you even have to ask?”
With a laugh, you set it on the ground in front of him, watching with amusement as the horde moved in to engulf the pile of wheat entirely. Just a moment later, you felt a nudge at the back of your arm, and you turned to see a pair of horses eyeing you expectantly. You grinned at the sight, turning the bag upside down in your arms.
“And for you two,” you hummed, watching gravity naturally empty the bag onto their feeding tray, “I’ve got some apples.”
The white speckled horse standing to your left—appropriately named Snowflake—let out an appreciative whinny, ducking her head down to devour an apple. “Bless your soul, [Y/N],” she sighed in bliss. “Bless you.”
Smiling, you folded the paper bag onto itself and slipped it back into your pocket, leaning against the wooden fence with a hum. “Just try not to throw me off anytime soon,” you said with a teasing look, “and I’ll bring you as many as you’d like.”
“Are you talking to the horses?”
You jumped at the sound of a new voice—at the sound of hisvoice.Oh my god.
Of all the people you thought would possibly stumble upon you like this, he was definitely the last person who came to mind.
Whirling around, you felt your hands curl up into fists at your side, your heart leaping into your throat as you laid eyes on the man standing before you. His mask had been tucked off to the side of his head, leaving his freckled face free and open to the bright sunshine above.
“O-Oh, I, um, erm…” you stammered, your tongue stumbling all over itself. “Hi, Dream! I-I was just, uh—”
You could hear Snowflake snicker behind you, and your cheeks burned with embarrassment as you finally managed to sputter, “What are you doing here?”
The smile he flashed you was more dazzling than the sun, and you resisted the urge to sigh dreamily. “Oh, just taking a morning stroll.” His emerald eyes flashed. “You didn’t answer my question, though.” He gestured to the animal pen behind you. “Were you really just talking to them, or have I gone crazy?”
You felt your mouth go dry, your mind absolutely scrambling for words to form a coherent sentence. Behind you, you caught a glimpse of Darwin pressing his snout forward between the gaps of the fence.
“Is this the guy you like? What’s so special about him?” He tilted his head, then dug at the ground with a triumphant puff. “He’s got nothing on me.”
Before you could stop yourself, you turned, shooting a glare at him. “Sh-Shut up!”
Just a step ahead of you, Dream gasped, his eyes brightening with fascination. “You are talking to the animals!” He shuffled closer toward you. “Can you really understand them?”
Your breath caught in your lungs at his proximity, and you fidgeted as you spoke. “I, um, yeah.” When there was a beat of silence, you wilted under his gaze. “Sorry, I must sound cuckoo.”
His lips were parted in awe, and he shook his head at you. “No, no, I’m just so intrigued. Why did you never tell me?”
You lowered your gaze to your hands, fiddling with your thumbs. “I guess I… just didn’t want anyone to think I seemed crazy, or something.” Your voice grew quiet. “You probably don’t even believe me.”
Just then, you felt a hand settle on the curve of your shoulder. You nearly jumped right out of your skin, and you looked up to see Dream’s face just a few inches from yours. You wanted to melt into the floor.
He’s so close.
“I believe you,” he said softly, honestly lacing his every syllable. “You wouldn’t lie to me. That’s not like you.” His lips twitched up into a small smile, and you felt him squeeze your shoulder ever so gently. “Am I the only one who knows?”
You swallowed, then nodded your head, half-feeling like it would fall right off if you shook it too hard. “Y-Yeah,” you breathed, unable to tear your eyes away from his. “I didn’t really mean to keep it a secret—I guess it just sort of happened. I don’t really remember how this happened, either. I think I was just born with it? I’ve always been able to understand them.”
A part of you wanted to berate yourself for rambling, but you didn’t get the chance to think about it for a second longer before Dream was suddenly grabbing both of your shoulders, practically pressing himself up to you. Your face was aflame in a burst of dizzying affection and bashful warmth, his hot breath fanning over your cheeks obliviously.
Too close!
“That—that’s so cool!” he said, his eyes scanning your face with wonder. A moment later, he stepped back, releasing your shoulders. You missed his touch immediately, and you wanted to lean back into his warmth.
“We have to talk to every animal, now,” he sighed, almost bouncing up and down where he stood with excitement. You couldn’t stop the smile from stretching across your face at the sight. Suddenly he turned, cocking his head at you with a pensive, almost shy look.
“Well, I mean, you can talk to them all if you want, but is it okay if I tag along? I’m just…” He shook his head to himself again, his smile never once faltering. “You’re just so amazing.”
Your heartbeat was practically rattling your rib cage at this point—who gave him the right to be so… so nice?Sopretty?Soperfect? Fumbling to respond, you sent him the best smile you could muster up.
“S-Sure! I don’t think they’d mind.” You glanced over at the animal pen. “Would you guys?”
Rita cocked her head, then let out a snort of approval. “Sure, he’s okay. Besides, you’ve got the hots for him, right?” Something in her beady little eyes gleamed with mischief. “Show off a little, yeah?”
You gaped at her, your brain short-circuiting on the spot. Rita!you internally chided.
At your side, Dream blinked at you curiously. “Well,” he said, “what’d they say?”
Squeaking, you flipped around to look at him, feeling your insides flutter with butterflies as your heart melted.
“Yes,” you breathed, “you can tag along.”
The sheer brightness of his smile made you wonder if maybe it would be better if you had said no.
“Hey there, little guy.”
The puppy in Dream’s arms—his name was Cole—was panting like he had just run three miles, rolling over into his warm touch. His tongue flicked over his wet, black nose as he barked once, twice at you.
“Oh! He’s so tall! And he’s good at giving ear scratches.” Whimpering, he nuzzled into Dream’s eager touch. “Oooh, yes. That’s the spot.” Lifting his head, he turned to look at you and barked once, his pale, glimmering eyes flickering with joy. “[Y/N], bring him around more often. This guy rocks.”
You giggled, brushing some stray dirt off the front of your pants. “I’ll try my best.”
Dream glanced over at you, his eyes lingering on your mouth before dragging over your face. “What’d he just say?”
Bending down, you reached a hand out to poke at Cole’s cheek, not missing the way he yapped at your touch. “He says that I should bring you around more often because you’re good at giving scratches.”
“Don’t forget about the part where I said he rocks!” Cole suddenly yelped, his tail wagging aggressively against Dream’s thigh. “Because he does.”
Your face flushed at that, and you turned your gaze to the grass beneath your feet. “And also that you, um—you rock.”
A smile tugged at Dream’s lips, and he let out a chuckle that seemed all too boyish for a man of his stature. “Aw, really?” he crooned, scratching the pup a little more. “That’s too kind.”
You snuck a peek at him, feeling your heart sing a sweet melody in your chest. “Well,” you murmured, “it is what he said.”
You watched with awe as his features softened into something so tender, so warm that it made your lungs expand just to make room for the affection blooming in your chest. To think it had been well over a few months since Dream had discovered your little power, and he was still as kind as ever. Every morning, he would join you on your way to feed the animals, and from time to time, he would ask you to accompany him while chatting with them.
You, of course, could never say no to him, so here you were, all this time later and still absolutely head over heels for him.
“Thank you, buddy,” he hummed, giving Cole one last ruffle behind his ears before getting to his feet. “We’re gonna go now, but I’ll come back soon.”
Getting back onto his four paws, Cole shook out his fur once, then barked at him with a wag. “Bye! You’re the best!” He turned to look at you. “And give him a kiss for me, [Y/N].”
Your jaw dropped open, and you almost tripped over your foot as you straightened. “I-I most certainly will not!” you shouted.
Dream blinked at you, confusion furrowing his brow. “Huh?”
You squeaked, turning away from him with a dismissive wave. “He—he just says bye back!” you said, praying he would ignore the crack in your voice.
Instead, he cocked a brow at you, looking all the more intrigued. “And what about the thing you won’t do?”
You tore your gaze away from him, dragging a line in the dirt with the sole of your shoe. “I-It’s nothing,” you fibbed. “Ignore him.”
He gave you an amused look, then chuckled, trailing after you. “Okay, okay,” he relented. “Where to next?”
You paused, tapping at your chin with a thoughtful expression. “Mm, have you ever talked to a fox?” you said after a moment.
He grinned. “I mean, I’ve personally never talked to any animals, but no.”
You laughed at his half-joke, waving over your shoulder for him to follow you. “Well, I know one you might like. C’mon!”
As you began striding forward, making your way down the wood plank path, you paused when you didn’t hear footsteps following you. Turning, you looked behind you only to freeze at the sight of Dream’s eyes glued to you, his gaze gleaming with a mixture of awe and wonder.
“You know,” he said, suddenly sounding breathless, “I really appreciate that you’re doing this for me. You didn’t have to, you know?”
Your heart picked up a beat inside you, and you swallowed the rhythm threatening to burst out of your chest. “I wanted to,” you said honestly. “I’m just glad that…” You smiled. “That you’re having fun.”
You didn’t catch the way his cheeks flushed a royal, rosy hue, his eyes still focused on the tender look on your face. With his lips curling up into a fond smile, he took a step closer toward you.
“See, that’s what I love about you. You’re so genuinely kind, and you never even hesitate about it. It’s almost like second-nature to you.”
Reaching over, he gently bumped his arm into yours, and you felt a spark rush into your skin at the gesture. “Have some more pride in yourself, okay?” he chided, grinning at you. “It’s people like you who make this world a brighter place.”
You opened your mouth, then closed it, not trusting yourself to speak. “I—“
Your tongue felt like jelly in your mouth, and you did your best to say a word coherently.
“I—okay.” You could swear you were trembling from head-to-toe. “I’ll try my best.”
He flashed you another one of those blinding grins of his, then breezed past you, resting his hands on his hips.
“Good. That’s a start. Now,” he said, glancing back at you with the sun framing his face, “where were you taking me, again?”
Pushing down the fizzy feeling rising up in your chest, you rushed after him, pointing at a forest in the distance. Although you had a destination in mind, you knew that deep down, you wouldn’t mind going anywhere, so long as it was with him.
“You know, you should totally just confess to Dream.”
Your breath hitched in your throat, and you shot Pedro a glare from where you were sitting on a wood block next to the pen. Already, you could feel your heart start to run rampant at the mere mention of his name. Setting down your handful of wheat, you scoffed.
“What? Are you kidding me? No way!”
Darwin flopped over onto his stomach, digging his snout against the ground as he let out a long, drawn out snort. “You totally should. Watching this is just painful. We all think so.”
You grumbled, digging your heels into the ground as your lungs squeezed a fraction tighter. “Well, you don’t have to watch if it’s so terrible.”
Snowflake leaned her head down to whinny next to you. “He follows you everywhere. It’s impossible to not watch.”
Huffing, you crossed your arms over your chest and turned away, shifting back on the wooden block. “I’m still not doing it.”
“He’s cute,” Rita said.
Your ears burned. “I know that.”
“You like him,” Pedro added.
You curled your hands into tight fists. “I know that, too.”
Darwin rolled over in the pen. “Dare I say you might even love hi—”
“Iknowthat!”
Immediately, the animal pen fell silent, and you were burying your face in your hands, the crack of your shout still echoing through the air. Your blood was absolutely rushing through your ears now, and all you could focus on was the shaky, uneven breaths escaping your mouth.
“I know, I know, I know,” you choked out, your head spinning with an overwhelming cyclone of emotions. “But even then, I’m not gonna tell Dream!”
“You’re not gonna tell me what?”
Your eyes shot open, and you flung your head up to see Dream standing over you just a step behind your seat, his upside down face greeting you with an inquisitive look. Before you knew it, you were gasping and leaning backwards, losing your balance.
“Oh my g—ahh!”
In a whirl, you toppled backwards, your legs kicking out in front of you, but suddenly, a pair of hands settled on your arms. Gently nudging you forward once more, you inhaled sharply as electricity ran along your body as you came to a steady stop, sitting upright with Dream’s soft touch holding you in place.
“Woah, there,” he breathed over you, his eyes landing on your panicked ones. “You okay?”
Your gaze darted across his face, only briefly landing on his lips for a moment before shooting to the sky above his head. “Yeah, it’s…” You swallowed thickly. “It’s nothing at all!”
He raised a brow, his hands still firm against your arms. “I wouldn’t exactly call that nothing.” Letting go of you for a second, he walked around you until he was at your side, crouching down to be level with your face. “What’s up?” he asked gently.
Being eye-to-eye with him like this was too much for your head, and you could feel your feet jittering in your shoes. “I, uh, I—I just wanted to tell you that… that your hair always looks really soft!” Your voice came out in a hurried, messy rush, but you nodded like you meant it, anyways. “Th-That’s all!”
Just behind the oak fence, Rita bellowed with laughter—or whatever a pig’s laughter sounded like. “You are such a liar!” she snorted, leaning against the wood with gleaming eyes. “The biggest liar!”
At her side, you caught a glimpse of Snowflake’s snicker, and you glowered at them. “Guys! Stop that!”
Dream’s bewilderment only grew. “What’s with that reaction?” he muttered. Then, his eyes widened. “Don’t tell me… are you lying to me?”
You stiffened, refusing to meet his gaze. “N-No.”
He shoved his face closer to you, his nose only a few inches away from your cheek. “No?” he responded cheekily.
You did your best not to squirm. “N—Not at all!”
“Just tell him how you feel!” Darwin whined, acting as loud and abrasive as he was wont to be.
Pedro nodded, chewing on a mouthful of wheat. “Don’t be such a coward!” After a slight pause, he chuckled. “Get it? Cow-ard?”
You groaned again and felt your face practically burst into flames. “Lay off me, guys!”
Beside you, Dream was quiet, an almost solemn look settling on his features. “[Y/N],” he murmured, speaking your name like it was the most precious thing in the world, “you know you can tell me anything, right?”
You peeked over at him, letting your gaze meet for a brief, fleeting moment. His eyes really did look like emeralds. Gulping, you held his stare.
“Yeah,” you whispered.
His mouth twitched the slightest bit at that. Rising to his feet, he stretched his hand out toward you.
“Here,” he said, “come with me.” After a second, he glanced over his shoulder at the pen and added, “And please, can you all just leave us alone for a bit? Pretty please?”
Snowflake blinked at him once, then gave him a disparaging whinny.“Fine.”
His eyes immediately darted to hours, and you translated for him with lightning speed. “They agreed.”
He grinned, gesturing to his hand once more. “Perfect. Let’s go.”
With a timid touch, you let your hand slip into his as he tugged you to his feet, still not used to the soft hold of his fingers around your skin. You expected him to let go of you, but to your surprise, he simply held on as he led you away from the pen and toward a small alcove in the nearby mountain wall. As soon as he stopped walking, he whirled to face you.
“Alright, tell me what’s up. Clearly something’s bothering you, and I want to know what’s going on.” His face flickered with a shadow of a frown, and his hand squeezed yours. “It makes me sad to see you like this.”
You wanted to look away and hide from the intensity of his gaze, but the longer you looked at him, the more you knew you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. Not with the way he was looking at you, at least. Your heart beat like a thousand drums in your chest, and it took everything inside of you to suck in a simple, single breath.
“I… promise you won’t laugh at me?” you asked quietly. “Or run away or something?”
He blinked, then shook his head. “From you? Never.” His lips curled up into a crooked grin. “I guess you could say I wouldn’t dream of it.”
The groan escaped you before you could even think about it. His hand thrummed with life in yours, and you sighed, “That was a terrible pun.”
He laughed, his chuckle rumbling throughout his chest. “You love me for it.”
You soaked in the sound of his laughter, traced your gaze over the soft crescent moons of his eyes when he smiled and the scattered freckles on his cheeks. Not once did you take your eyes off his. After all, you were always looking at him, and this time would be no different.
“I do,” you whispered.
He paused, his laughter coming to a halt. “What?”
You swallowed, letting the words spill from your lips like an unbidden waterfall beating at stone. “I do,” you said, again. “That’s what I wanted to tell you.”
His fingers twitched against yours, and a part of you wondered why he was still holding on—why he hadn’t let go yet. But in that moment, you couldn’t think of anything but the light shining from the very depths of your soul onto his features.
“I love you, Dream.” You paused, then tacked on in a hush of a whisper, “Really.”
You watched with bated breath as his eyes grew wide and his hand squeezed yours even tighter than before. You felt your mouth open, pushing more words to the surface as your brain went into overdrive.
“And I know that’s scary, because the way I feel about you is more than just liking someone, which is crazy, I know, and I totally get if you don’t feel the same wa—”
It happened in an instant.
In one second, you were rambling a flurry of anxiety, thoughts, and fears, all of them bursting forth at once.
In the next, Dream’s lips were pressed to yours, and you felt fireworks.
Sparks burst forth from the pit of your stomach, joy unfurling in your chest as you let your eyelids flutter shut, melding into the softness of his touch. You felt his other hand reach up to cup your cheek, his thumb stroking the curve of your cheekbone. You shivered at the tenderness of it all, and you could have sworn you felt him smile against your mouth. A moment later, you parted, gasping for air as you took in the sight of his pink cheeks and adoring gaze.
“Sorry,” he panted as he shot you a lopsided smile, “was that too forward of me?”
Your tongue swiped over your lips, and you caught the way his eyes followed the movement. More, your heart cried, and so you opened your mouth once more.
“Again?” you whispered. “Please?”
He chuckled, then dove right back toward you, his mouth meeting yours once more. He tasted like sunshine on your tongue, the softness of his lips practically drowning you in him, him, him. He smelled like a deep, woody pine that made you want to stay wrapped up in his arms. Your hand squeezed his again, and you felt your insides expand with a melody sweeter than a skylark’s song.
I love you, I love you.
This time when Dream parted from you, he didn’t move too far, only going so far as to rest his forehead against yours and smile.
“I think that makes it pretty clear how I feel about you,” he breathed.
You couldn’t stop smiling, and you knew you must look like a lovestruck fool right now, but you could hardly bring yourself to care. How could you, when he was here with you?
“Will—will you please say it, anyways?” you asked with a glimmer in your eye. “Just so then I know I’m understanding you correctly?”
He let out a puff laughter, the breath fanning over your face. “You can understand animals just fine but you’re stumped by this?”
You reached a hand, tentatively holding his face in your palm. “Animals are easy to figure out. You?” You smiled. “Not so much.”
He nuzzled his cheek into your palm, letting his lips brush a simple kiss over your fingertips. “Well, alright then. But just for you.”
You both closed your eyes, basking in the quietness for a moment longer until he murmured four little words that lit your whole world up.
“I love you, too.”
Light danced along every vein in your body, seeping into every nook and cranny of your heart as your fingers moved to sink into his soft, golden locks. Nothing could ruin this moment, you thought wistfully. Nothing at all.
Then came a loud, braying bark.
“Finally! You did it! Thank god!”
You whipped around with Dream at your side, eyes wide with shock to see Cole yipping at the two of you. His tail wagged behind him faster than you’d ever seen it before, and in a flash, he was dashing off into the distance. Embarrassment washed over your face, and you let out a whine.
“Oh my god. Dream, he is totally gonna snitch to everyone else.”
He lifted his brows in a look that almost came across as accepting, his thumb brushing over your knuckles where your fingers were still intertwined. “Well,” he hummed with a joking tone, “at least I’m not gonna be the one who’ll get teased about it.”
You gasped in mock offence, playfully whacking his arm. “You’re so mean!”
He chuckled, tapping his foot against the ground. “I’m kidding. We’ll deal with it together.”
Above you, you heard a bird chirp in the distance, no doubt spreading word of the news to every animal you knew. Despite the hordes of questions you knew you were bound to get asked, you let yourself simply lean over to rest your head against his shoulder, your side latching onto his.
“Yeah,” you murmured, “you’re stuck with me now.”
Dream’s face flooded with nothing but warm, wholehearted, and unadulterated affection for you. Turning his head, he let his lips press against the crown of your head, and you sighed, caught in a dreamlike haze.
“I sure am, and I don’t intend on going anywhere.”
+ happy valentine’s day <3 all things done in this are done consensual!
promt: “look! there’s a discount for couples!” “we’re not a couple?” “they don’t have to know.”
♡ dream ♡:
- tease tease tease
- absolutely tries to make you flustered the whole time
- he honestly doesn’t really care about the discount as much as he cares about making that blood rush to your cheeks
- and he sure succeeds when he twirls a piece of hair out of your face with a smirk on his face, putting that same hand into the back pocket of your jeans
- hits you up with some sweet talk while the cashier is beeping in your list of tech equipment, maintaining eye contact with you only
- you can’t breathe the whole time
- he makes sure to hint that he meant every single move he made after you’d left the store
♡ georgenotfound ♡:
- he makes it so obvious that you’re not actually a couple, it’s crazy that the waiter even gives you the discount
- “ew! why are you touching me?” “george!” he is an idiot
- he manages to redeem himself by taking pictures of you with his phone like a real instagram husband while the waiter is looking, and you figured that’s why you got the discount
- you make him pay for the food so you’re even after his horrible attempt at pretending to be your boyfriend
- he makes up for it later again though when he actually becomes your boyfriend
♡ sapnap ♡:
- discount? getting close to you? it’s like music to his ears
- you don’t even get to finish your sentence before his hand is in yours, dragging you to the front desk of the hotel lobby
- you’re staring at the manager with wide eyes as your “partner” says, “a one-bed room, please. the best, of course, for my wife.”
- what. the. fuck
- you’re freaking out inside while the manager finds you a room on the computer, adding the discount to the bill
- when he’s paid, he wraps an arm around you as you leave the lobby to find your room. you’re a flustered mess
- reaching your room, you remember something again and push at his chest lightly;
- “why did you get us a one-bed room?!”
- it was secretly his plan all along ;)
♡ badboyhalo ♡:
- he thinks it’s the best idea you’ve ever had
- I honestly don’t think bad will have any chill at all - if anything he’s blatantly trying to hit on you the entire time
- swings his arm around you and pulls you into him, like it’s what he’s been doing every day for his entire life
- you have never seen this side of him before, so it’s a little surprising, but you’re liking it
- with both of your amazing acting skills combined (if you were even acting, cause at this point it’s looking pretty real) you manage to get the discount with ease
- he treats you for some ice cream for “doing such a great job” even though he was literally the once carrying the team (no offence) to whole time
♡ technoblade ♡:
- he thinks you’re crazy for even bringing up the idea, but he’s definitely not against it either
- he sucks at acting like he’s in a relationship with you, though
- you have to take initiative, intertwining your fingers and stepping closer to him when the cashier shoots you a suspicious glare, not entirely believing that you were a couple
- techno immediately gets pulled out of his zoned out state. seeing how the cashier was about to speak up and probably not give you a 50% discount (50 percent!!), he grabbed you by the chin and crashed his lips on yours
- it was hard not to look shocked at his act of impulse, but he was ready to risk it all for that 50%, putting all embarrassment and awkwardness aside
- he might’ve kissed you later too, but this time it wasn’t for a discount
♡ wilbur soot ♡:
- he is either completely up for it, or doesn’t want to do it at all. depends on his mood
- but when he is, he does not hold back with the teasing. or the pet names.
- “my little honey pie,” “you’re so cute, darling,” “hmm, I don’t know. what does my one and only ray of sunshine want for brunch”
- you want to choke on your pancake and die
- he’s so embarrassing. it’s like he doesn’t know what being in a relationship is like
- but alas, you get the discount. you’re not sure if it’s because they actually believed you were a couple, or if they were just to scared to start a discussion on whether you were a couple or not due to what they saw of wilbur
- this will be an inside joke between you forever and, yeah, wilbur will use it against you in any given situation just to make you feel embarrassed
♡ corpse husband ♡:
- shy corpse, shy corpse
- it’s definitely a sight for sore eyes, how he morphs into a ball of shyness when you bring it up
- usually he’s the one leaving you all shy and flustered, but the fact that you brought it up so casually was what left him speechless
- you both have your own ways of showing love, and you use them to your advantage; he does all the sweet talk and pet names and you do all the touching
- your method works perfectly, and you get the discount with no suspicions aimed towards you
- confident corpse is back though, and for the rest of the day, he pretends that you’re still a couple by continuing with the pet names
♡ karl jacobs ♡:
- karl has a hard time with not giving away that you’re not a couple
- by constantly giggling every two seconds because “you keep touching me so much”
- which is a fair statement seeing as you keep your fingers interlocked with his as you admire the different scented candles
- not that he’s any better with the incoming kisses every now and then; forehead, nose, hand, you name it
- while you’re looking all cutesy and couple-y, you both make sure to stack the fuck up on all the things you’ve ever desired to buy from bath and body works now that it’s so cheap for you
- and when you come home, karl is ready for the haul and you’re ready to jump into a hot bath and smell amazing
- a success, indeed
♡ quackity ♡:
- he is screaming on the inside the entire time
- oh, wait, did I say on the inside? I meant he is literally panicking loud and proud right there in front of the cashier the second you grab his hand
- you make eye contact with the cashier and just shake your head at her, not to mind him, and she pretends that he isn’t acting fucking crazy right now out of kindness
- you’re thankful, because it also means that your lie is more believable when you say “honey, calm down, we’ll be home soon,” and he freaks out even more at the pet name
- you’re killing him right now
- he kind of plays along after the shockwave is over, and you guys actually get the discount
- he won’t stop talking about the moment you held his hand for the rest of the day - the rest of his life, actually
♡ tommy ♡:
- thriving, tommy takes this opportunity to get as close to you as possible, swinging a heavy arm over your shoulders as he moves closer to you on the booth seat with a proud smile on his face
- you’re about to push him off of you when the waiter comes to take your order, and you remember what you’re doing again
- wilbur is losing his shit on the other side of the table as he watches tommy confidently place his order while you sit uncomfortably, not forgetting to mention the discount
- when the waiter is gone, you push him off and cross your arms. he pouts.
- “come on, y/n. can I at least hold your hand?”
- “no!”
- he ends up doing it anyway later on and now you’re both blushing while wilbur is third wheeling in the background
♡ tubbo ♡:
- doesn’t think that much of it to start with
- that is until you ruffle his hair up, hold his hand in yours, bat your eyes at him and kiss his cheek. his cheek! he was about to combust
- he is actually very good at talking around it without showing how flustered he is
- you don’t even notice until his palm starts sweating in your grasp
- anyways, you guys successfully convince the person behind the desk to give you the discount, so now you have full access to the ice skating rink
- you both kinda glaze over the “acting like a couple” incident, and have a good time
- he ends up reaching for your hand so you could skate around hand in hand cause he misses the touch
♡ ranboo ♡:
- flirt mode; on
- if you haven’t heard about the volleyball story, boy are you in for a ride
- leans over to whisper sweet nothings into your ear as you wait for the cashier to scan the barcode on your items
- his hand is placed on your waist before he gets his card out and tells the cashier; “anything for my girl/boy/s/o,” and you die on the spot
- the cashier shoots him a look as they put the pop figure in a bag. how romantic. you jab him in the side when they aren’t looking, to which he only smirks back and winks at you
- you start wondering if he was playing along or if he was actually serious. nonetheless, you were a flustered mess when you exited the shop
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+ HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
++ let*s hope for a much better year, cause 2021 was officially the worst year of my life :) don’t forget to wear safety goggles!!!
♡ dream ♡:
- driving out to a viewpoint in the middle of the night to watch the fireworks together
- counting down the seconds when the time hits 11.59 pm at the top of your lungs
- getting drunk together and eating mcdonalds at 4 am, laughing as you annoy the employees
- setting off fireworks together and screaming at the loud noises
- kissing once the time hits 12 am
♡ georgenotfound ♡:
- wearing the most ridiculous hats and taking photos of each other wearing them
- playing video games all night
- popping the champagne bottle open and drinking it straight from the bottle
- sitting on the floor, telling each other stories from your past
- watching the fireworks from the window with his arm around you
♡ sapnap ♡:
- going to a new year’s party and getting dressed up for the occasion
- dancing on the floor together, enjoying the last day of the year
- kissing somewhere in a corner and missing the countdown to midnight, only caring about each other and nothing else
- coming home to watch your favourite movie on the couch whilst eating snacks
- falling asleep together while watching the movie
♡ badboyhalo ♡:
- renting a cabin just for the two of you
- playing board games while the new year’s channel runs on the tv in the background
- ordering chinese food and eating way more than you can handle
- setting off fireworks
- posting videos on twitter of each other in secrecy
♡ technoblade ♡:
- wearing matching technoblade pyjamas all day and all night
- logging onto random minecraft servers and playing games you haven’t played for years
- cooking dinner together and then filling your tummies with ice cream
- cuddling up on the couch with floof and watching whatever’s on tv
- talking all night and celebrating him hitting 10 mil as well as the new year with a kiss
♡ wilbur soot ♡:
- going out into the city and wandering the streets all night
- buying matching ugly sunglasses from a random corner store and taking funny photos together
- getting scared of the fireworks because they’re so close to you and then laughing at each other getting scared
- laying in the grass at a park nearby and watching as the sky lights up with your fingers intertwined
♡ corpse husband ♡:
- going to a bar someplace nearby
- and shouting a big ‘fuck you’ to 2021 once you enter 2022
- getting shitfaced drunk and planning on forgetting the past year
- getting tattoos you picked out for each other
- having to rip his phone out of his hands before he accidentally does a face reveal while drunk
♡ karl jacobs ♡:
- driving around town in a shopping cart you took from a mall
- wearing 2022 headbands
- going to eat at an expensive restaurant and then get stared down by the rich people as you run out and ditch the place with a wine bottle in hand
- spending the rest of the night with friends and family, playing fun games for a memorable night
♡ quackity ♡:
- playing horror games where you have to drink every time you get jump-scared
- watching videos of yourself from this year
- kissing with fake moustaches on to match the weirdness of this year
- shaving his head and making him bald while he’s asleep
- nah jk, you’ll just photoshop him to look bald
♡ punz ♡:
- crashing at a party where you don’t know anyone and no one knows you
- competing against each other in beer pong
- and because you lose he makes you jump into the pool
- he jumps in too and you share a drunken kiss under the water
- laughs at your angry frenzy but then gets you warmed up afterwards to make it better()
- you leave at 6am and sleep the whole day once you get home
♡ tommy ♡:
- streams minecraft with you until midnight
- and then you spend time celebrating with his family, taking a photo together with hats on and posting it on twitter
- begs you for a kiss when the clock strikes zero and pouts when you only kiss his cheek
- rambles on about how he’s gonna stay up all night
- and then ends up falling asleep with his head on your lap an hour later
♡ tubbo ♡:
- you guys stay up all night streaming a bunch of different games, keeping each other awake when the other is tired
- taking a small break from streaming to watch the fireworks go off in the neighbourhood
- as soon as the stream ends you both flop onto the bed, signing off almost immediately
- you manage to mumble a “happy new year” to each other before blacking out
♡ ranboo ♡:
- you have your own at home karaoke with hits from this year and songs that you both love
- your plan was to go out and enjoy the fireworks with friends, but instead you ended up staying home to hang out with each other
- you watched the countdown on tv and he hugged you tightly once you entered the new year, kissing your nose
- you played minecraft together on your own server, just the two of you
- he makes sure to cover your ears to protect you from the loud noises from the fireworks as you watched the colours in the sky change
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christmas with them
❄ dream ❄
❄ george ❄
❄ sapnap ❄
❄ badboyhalo ❄
❄ technoblade ❄
❄ wilbur soot ❄
❄ quackity ❄
❄ fundy ❄
❄ karl jacobs ❄
❄ eret ❄
❄ punz ❄
❄ awesamdude ❄
❄ corpse ❄
❄ skeppy ❄
❄ tommy ❄
❄ tubbo ❄
❄ ranboo ❄
↳ mtl likely to reveal what presents are under the christmas tree
+ my honest opinion on what I think meeting their family would be like
dream:
- dream is so excited for you to meet his parents
- like, you have no idea
- his family means a lot to him
- and as you hear about in his streams, he visits them very often and does stuff with them
- so of course he can’t wait till you meet them!
- cause then you’d be doing all of these things with them, too
- it means a lot to him that his family likes you
- though he knows that won’t be a problem, because there’s no way they wouldn’t like you
who ends up liking you the most?: drista
george:
- george is probably more nervous than you tbh
- it’s not that he doesn’t think they’ll like you
- no no, it’s because events like these scare the crap out of him
- he just doesn’t like the sheer awkwardness that might come with it
- he’ll be there to hold your hand though, cause he knows you’re nervous, too
- and tries his best to make sure that the day goes smoothly
- and it must’ve helped somewhere because it goes really well
- his parents love you
who ends up liking you the most?: both his mom and his dad
sapnap:
- it is such a chaotic day
- you end up being the clumsiest person alive that day;
- dropping a plate on the floor, spilling food on yourself as well as knocking a glass of water over
- though, you’re really good helping his family out with dishes and such
- and they really liked that despite the amount of times you felt like you’d messed up the day
- luckily, sapnap helps out in the situations where you feel embarrassed by laughing, putting the room at ease
- let’s just say the second time you meet them goes a lot better
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
badboyhalo:
- he cannot wait to show you off to his family
- he loves you so incredibly much, and just wants his family to see exactly why
- and trust me, they do
- it almost couldn’t have gone better tbh
- the chemistry between you and bad just stands out to all of them - it was impossible for them not to love you
- you all really bond and have fun together over a game of heads up
- it already feels like you’re part of the family
who ends up liking you the most?: all of them
technoblade:
- isn’t really excited or really nervous
- just kind of smack in the middle - he’s not bothered with you meeting his parents
- he doesn’t think you’ll have a bad first impression if you’re just being yourself
- and you don’t - they end up really liking you!
- they even invite you to his mom’s birthday the weekend after
- and when you’ve left, techno overhears them talk about “how sweet you were” and “how they think you’re a great match for him”
- techno can’t help but to smile at that
who ends up liking you the most?: his dad and his little sister
wilbur soot:
- wilbur has honestly not been looking forward to this day, although he knew it would come
- just because he knows how his parents can be
- now wilbur loves his family and all
- he just thinks they can be… a bit boundary-pushing sometimes
- and that’s the part he’s not looking forward to
- they’re very nice to you, though, and you end up having an amazing time
- wilbur though… not so much
- when his parents got a photo album out, he knew it was over for him
- the amount of pictures his parents showed you of 5-year old him being half-naked was impeccable
- but it made him happy to see you bond so well with them
who ends up liking you the most?: both his mom and his dad
jshclatt:
- schlatt doesn’t usually like these “first time” things
- especially not when it’s with his parents, cause he knows how they can be
- but it actually goes better than he expected
- and by that I mean that there weren’t that many embarrassing stories about his childhood that they told you about
- but, oh yeah, there were definitely a good handful thrown in there
- though shclatt does get all soft from the way you and his parents manage to talk so much about him
- and with so much awe, too
- it makes him feel very proud to have you as his at the end of the day
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
corpse husband:
- corpse isn’t fond of his parents at all
- barely even keeps in touch with them
- so when they wanted to meet you, he insisted that you shouldn’t
- yet you managed to convince him that maybe it was a good chance for a new start for them
- yeah… it didn’t go so well
- the day was spent with awkward silences, corpse just sitting in complete silence
- and his parents not knowing what to say either since they didn’t know you
- it ended up with them getting into an argument and you leaving early with corpse because of it
- it definitely couldn’t have gone worse
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
karl jacobs:
- you and karl would prepare the food for when they were coming over
- and you’d get to talking about how nervous you were for them to meet you because the last thing you wanted was for them to have a bad first impression of you
- he’d calm you down, kissing your forehead and tell you they’d absolutely love you
- and they did, very much in fact
- they were also very impressed with the food you two had cooked
- overall they’re just happy that karl had found someone he was happy with
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
skeppy:
- I can just imagine that skeppy’s parents would only first know of your existence because he made a video about a girlfriend/boyfriend reveal
- which they were pretty shocked about at first, but it’s so typical skeppy, so it was to be expected
- immediately they wanted to meet you, and you and skeppy were both super nervous
- he knew his family was very welcoming and all, but he’d never done this before
- and when the day came he was more nervous than you - at least you were able to mentally prepare for this day, he wasn’t
- sure, there were a few awkward incidents - like when you had to talk about your relationship with him, but overall it was a great day
who ends up liking you the most?:skepina
fundy:
- fundy would be pretty neutral about this day - when his parents said they’d come over for a visit he just shrugged and told you
- you, unprepared for the turn of events on this day, however, were not calm about it
- fundy could feel how tense you were when greeting his parents, he almost felt bad about it
- he tried pep-talking you in the kitchen when you were making the dinner, and it sorta helped, but alas nothing could calm your nerves
- even his parents could feel how tense you were, so much that his mom even mentioned it; “honey, there’s no need to be shy! I promise, we don’t bite.”
- you swore his parents were the nicest people you’ve ever met
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
quackity:
- alex is beyond excited to show you off to his family
- like, he’ll drag you around the house to personally introduce you to every individual member of his family
- the beaming smile on his face whenever he talks about you is enough to tell his parents that you’re perfect for their son
- because all they want is his happiness
- they ask a lot of questions about you rather than talking about themselves, and you quite like that
- it goes to show their effort to get to know you
who ends up liking you the most?: both his mom and his dad
punz:
- like fundy, he’s very neutral about it
- he already knows his parents are gonna love you, so there’s no reason to feel nervous about it
- and he tells you this too so you won’t feel nervous about it either
- you go to an aquarium, talking about the sea creatures and eventually turning the conversation into other topics
- where did you grow up? what do you do for a living? etc.
- it’s a really nice and casual first time to meet his parents, and it makes it less intimidating to think about going to a dinner with them the next time you’ll see them
- and of course he was there to talk positively about you the whole time
who ends up liking you the most?: his dad
foolish:
- he would excitedly drag you inside the house, so pumped for you to meet his parents
- and even though he could very clearly see the panicked look on your face, he continued
- because he knew that no matter how many awkward encounters you’d imagined would happen, they’d still accept you into the family
- because just like foolish, his family is open and silly
- laughs are shared constantly over the fast food dinner you’d ordered, his dad telling you all of the amazing and embarrassing stories about his son like you’d been part of the family the second you entered the room
who ends up liking you the most?: his dad
jack manifold:
- you were going bowling with his family
- and you had actually met his mom already in the grocery store one day by accident
- you chatted for a while with her, and it went really well!
- so when you were going bowling with them, you actually weren’t so nervous
- it went pretty well overall - yet you didn’t get to talk that much with them because you were busying yourselves with bowling
- jack reassured you at the end of the day that it couldn’t have gone better, knowing when his parents like or dislike people
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
tommy:
- the way you met his family wasn’t planned at all
- you were just going to his house after school after he’d suggested you could play games together
- and when you entered, his parents were home
- it was pretty chill, you just said a quick hi and they asked how school was and who you were, and then tommy quickly uttered out that you were going up to his room and so you went
- but later his mom called to know if you were staying for dinner, and tommy insisted that you did, so you did
- you had a lovely conversation with his parents, and afterwards you even played some board games together before you left
who ends up liking you the most?: his mom
tubbo:
- you meet his family kinda the same way with tommy
- you were going to tubbo’s house to bake some cupcakes, and you already knew that his family was gonna be there, too
- so when you got there you greeted them all and talked for a little bit
- until tubbo practically dragged you into the kitchen with him to get started on the cupcakes
- lani joined in after a little while, just in time to decorate the cupcakes
- and you two bonded very well together over that time
- his family overall think you seem sweet, but they probably have to get to know you more
who ends up liking you the most?:lani
ranboo:
- he is very awkward at first
- just kind of sitting there, waiting for his parents to start up a conversation or something
- and when they finally do, he can’t help but to let out a sigh of relief
- you all just chill on the couch, since it’s pretty late at night
- and then when you’ve chatted with them for a bit, you all decide to watch a movie together
- where you and ranboo volunteer to make some popcorn
- ranboo tells you how well he thinks it’s going when the two of your are alone
- and later on when you’re heading to bed you even stay up for a while, talking about how the day was actually really nice and how you’d like to spend more time on getting to know them
who ends up liking you the most?: his dad
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+ the freezer is your best friend
“tomorrow? but we need it fixed today!”
you let out a heavy sigh at the sound of where the conversation was going, using your old fan you bought in spain a couple of years back to blow air onto your face. hot air. it didn’t really help. leaning against the kitchen counter, back pressed against the edge, you tune out of the desperate conversation wilbur was having with the engineer, losing hope in the ac getting fixed before you and him turn to ashes from the heat.
how come the uk was such a hot country all of a sudden? the day the air condition fucks up just had to be the hottest day of the year. hell, of the past ten years!
your tank top was killing you despite fanning yourself for the past thirty minutes, and it was impossible to even do anything productive in a heat like this. so all you could do was wait in complete misery until the engineer would arrive - which wouldn’t be soon. you have no idea how the hell you were gonna survive the night.
“alright. thank you. I’ll see you tomorrow.”
will hung up, frustratedly placing his phone on the counter beside you as he wiped his forehead from sweat. you turned to him, pushing his hair away from his forehead and turning your wrist to fan him instead. he moaned, closing his eyes in bliss.
“I’m guessing there’s no ac today then?” you ask, fishing out a hair tie from your pocket, and stopping the fanning for a few seconds to tie his fluffy hair into a small ponytail at the top of his head. he shook his head and spoke once you started fanning him again, placing his hands on your waist.
“just our luck,” he responded, moving his shirt back and forward to fan his sweaty self under his shirt. you could feel more warmth start to form where his hands were placed on your waist, clammy hands reaching down to pull them off. this caused his eyes to open, watching as you pushed his hands away. “alright, that’s it. I’m fucking sick of this heat.”
he stood up, pulling his shirt off in one quick motion. next thing, his shorts were gone too. you nodded. “yeah, fuck this.”
you too stripped yourself from your clothes, both of you just standing there in your undergarments. and it felt so goddamn nice.
“I can’t even touch my own partner for christs sake…” he muttered under his own breath, turning on his heels and heading for the freezer. he opened it, fitting as much of himself in there as he could. he turned his head to you, waving you over to him. “c’mere.”
he made room for you to step in front of him, moving you as close to the inside of the freezer as possible. the cool air fanning your skin was almost too good of a feeling. you closed your eyes, pressing your cheek against a box of frozen bagels. will chose the peas.
“can I kiss you or will your lips burst into flames?” you laughed at his question, and he smiled at your laughter. you nodded, grabbing his less clammy hand and placing your other one on his chest. you leaned in, and he found you the rest of the way, pressing his lips flush to yours in a much-desired kiss.
interrupted by the beeping of the freezer being open for too long, you pulled away, and he rested his forehead against yours for a moment, just smiling, before closing the fridge.
almost instantly the heat of his apartment hit the both of you like a wave, no, like a fucking tsunami, turning you into sweaty messes again. will shook his head, grabbing his phone and keys and pulling you with him.
“screw this, we’re heading to my office. there’s no way we can survive this.”
he opened up the door, almost speeding out of the apartment until you pulled him back abruptly. he turned to you.
“what? what’s wrong?”
“will, we’re not wearing any clothes.”
“oh.right.”
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+ this does NOT contain smut, just inappropriate jokes :p
scenario:
you’d seen a trend going around on tiktok with couples filming themselves with one always being horny, and the other always sleepy, and you thought it’d be fun to do with your boyfriend. of course without him knowing.
you whip out your phone and start recording yourself on tiktok, forming your hand into a gun-shape and pointing in front of you. and with a lot of pleading you made your boyfriend do the same. you edit the video with text claiming who’s the “sleepy” and “horny” one, and finally go to show your boyfriend to see his reaction of the end result…
♡ dream ♡:
- he watches intently and with furrowed brows, not knowing what to expect this time
- when it ends he rolls his eyes with a smirk on his face
- “the scratches on my back say otherwise”
- wheezes when you go to smack his arm
♡ george ♡:
- honestly, george already knows it’s gonna be something stupid just from the way you excitedly handed your phone to him
- he starts ranting about how dumb and inaccurate it is
- “I don’t even sleep that much!”
♡ sapnap ♡:
- starts laughing so much that his eyes crinkle at the edges
- “I know damn well that you’re not talking about me!”
- starts teasing you by saying that you’realways the horny one and pokes at your sides
♡ badboyhalo ♡:
- he is so shocked that you’d make a video like this
- audibly gasps and starts profusely yelling at you while you’re dying from laughter
- “Y/N, WHAT THE MUFFIN!”
♡ technoblade ♡:
- “HEH?!”
- sits there in shame and shakes his head at you in silence
- “what has this app done to you.”
♡ wilbur soot ♡:
- is excited about what you’d been editing and kisses your cheek sweetly
- but when the video’s over he’s staring you dead in the eye, shocked
- “I did not expect this from you, y/n.”
♡ karl jacobs ♡:
- shoots you a wild look and starts laughing
- “what? what, y/n, what? what was that?”
- threatens you with tickles
♡ skeppy ♡:
- the video immediately cracks him up because of how cute you looked
- rewatches it over and over again as he continues laughing
- “I can’t believe you made me do this.”
♡ fundy ♡:
- at this point he’s so used to all the tiktok trends you do together, that he expects just about anything
- sighs once the video’s over and looks at you with a serious look on his face, while you’re deviously laughing
- “I’ve lost faith in humanity.”
♡ quackity ♡:
- “what’s this then?”
- grabs your phone out of your hands and laughs at the video he just watched
- asks you to send it to him and sees it as a cinematic masterpiece
♡ punz ♡:
- has definitely already seen this trend going around on his own fyp, but not this specific one
- is startled and watches it one more time to make sure he read it right
- “that’s bullshit! you’re the horny one.”
- “andyou’re the sleepy one???”
♡ awesamdude ♡:
- thinks it’s cute that you’d make a video with him
- - until he sees the video
- he lowkey likes it cause he thinks it’s funny, but he also wants to tease you by acting disappointed
♡ foolish ♡:
- is giggling even before you press play
- and then when he watches it to the end he’s giggling even more
- “what even is this?”
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just ordered some nice watercolours and markers so get ready for some fanart
also omg send me inspo n scenarios/things to draw
Word count: 1.3k
A/n: hhh im in love with this man. Requests are open for mcyts! also if anyone has any writing tips, hit up my inbox
“Can I put my Minecraft bed next to yours?” Wilbur asked, shift-clicking in the middle of the room. You were quiet for a moment.
“No” You responded, hitting him until his screen lit up red. He let out a groan. “All my stuffffff”
You let out a huge laugh as you fell back on his bed, clutching your stomach. He turned around in his chair and gave you a deadpanned look. This causes you to laugh even harder, eyes watering. He turned back to his screen and hit the respawn button. He quickly rushed over to you while you were occupied with laughing your arse off, and whacked you until your screen lit red.
He immediately heard your laughing stop, turning around, he already anticipated the death glare you were giving him. He was right. It was his turn to burst out into laughter. You pulled a pouty face and marched over to Will’s desk, face close to the microphone.
“Wilbur Soot is a big fat snake” You spoke to the suspiciously quiet discord call.
Everyone burst into laughter as you marched back over to your bed, still pouting.
Will stretched his arms and legs in his chair and let out a sigh. You recognised
the all too familiar feeling of body stiffness from playing games too much.
He got up from his chair, alerting the call that he was getting a drink and going to the bathroom before muting his mic. You decided to use this time and mute your mic and stretch your aching limbs properly.
“You want anything, Pouty arse?” he questioned just before he left the room.
You smiled warmly and asked for a cup of Tea. Of course, he accepted “Anything for you”, with that he left the room. You returned to your original position, resuming whatever you were doing on Minecraft. About 5 minutes of idle chatter passed before Tommy spoke up.
“Y/N?” The young man asked. Your ears perked up as you looked towards Tommy in the game.
“Wheres your boyfriend? We need him for a quest” He asked shamelessly. Your heart rate quickened
at the thought of Wilbur being your boyfriend. She searched her mind for some kind of response.
“1. He’s not my boyfriend. 2. I think he’s still making my tea” You responded, quickly sprinting away from his character and going silent.
“ Have you told him that?” He questioned slyly. You turned your head, confused at his words.
“What do you mean?” You asked genuinely, but as if right on cue, Wilbur walked in holding your tea, some snacks, a blanket and his own bottle of water. You had offhandedly mentioned you were cold or hungry at some point during the game. As if it were a movie, all the puzzle pieces clicked in your head. You gawked at Wilbur as he gave you a confused look, holding out your cup of tea for you to take. It took you a good few seconds to wipe the disbelief off your face. Wilbur liked you, that’s what Tommy was hinting at. You took the tea from his hand and tried to make your best ‘i am not freaking out right now’ face, although you weren’t sure how well it was working. Wilbur returned awkwardly to Minecraft. You looked over to ensure he was still playing and quickly switched into the discord call. Tommy was looking at you expectantly, your hands full of the tea, snacks, and blanket Will had brought you. You pulled an overexaggerated shocked face, although you weren’t actually being dramatic, you really were shocked. Tommy let out a laugh at your face. You gave a glare to shut him up and signaled to your phone. He nodded, understanding you needed to call him. You and Tommy had been friends for a while so this wasn’t out of the ordinary.
You hopped from the bed and slowly walked to Wilbur’s desk. “Hey” You said softly. “Just going to the bathroom.” He smiled warmly, his insides feeling all goey at your soft voice. “Be fast love we have cats to tame!” He said loudly as you laughed. You exited his bedroom and ran to the bathroom just as Tommy’s caller ID lit up the screen.
“Since when?” You answered, getting straight to the point.
“Since always Y/N, you’ve just always been too blind to see it, that’s why I had to do my civil duty and point it out to you. let’s be real, this constant pining for each other with no result, it’s getting kind of old.” You scoffed as you rolled your eyes.
“I do not pine for Wilbur Soot” You said adamantly.
“Cmon Y/N, you’re not fooling anyone, you’ve had those big love-struck puppy dog eyes for him since you met a year ago. You just haven’t realised that he’s got 'em too.” You sighed as you plonked down on top of the toilet seat. You let out a long groan.
“Ughhhhhh, what am I gonna do?” You pleaded into the phone.
“Tell. Him.” Tommy insisted. You sighed, you knew it had to be done, now or never. You thanked Tommy for helping you realise and ended the call. You sat for a minute, stuck in your own head. Wilbur liked you, he actually liked you. All those sleepless lovesick nights, they were all worth it. You let out a squeal of excitement before you collected your thoughts, and flushed the toilet. You exhaled and walked back to Wilburs room. You had a plan.
“Will! When I was in the bathroom I was wondering if we could make some progress on our server” You said softly, grabbing onto the sleeve of his jumper. He practically melted in his chair at your sweet voice, and he knew he couldn’t say no. “Uh, hey guys, Y/N and I are gonna go make some progress on our world before our next video” They all said their goodbyes as you smiled at Wilbur. That smile he had loved for the last year. You skipped over to the bed and loaded up your shared world. You both left the VC as your phone screen dinged with a text from Tommy.
Big T: Good luck ;) x
You read it and playfully sighed, a smile lighting up your face. Will actually liked you. it was like a dream come true. About 5 minutes into the game, you put your plan into action.
“Hey Wilbur, will you come put your Minecraft bed next to mine pleaseee” You whined. Whenever he put them together in a game, it would send butterflies rampant in his stomach. He giggled and responded with a 'sure’. As he was crafting a bed, you crafted a sign and ran upstairs to your Minecraft bed. Next to it, you placed a sign that simply read:
'I like you too <3’
You nervously waited to see his character come upstairs. once he did, he saw you sitting on the bed, with a sign where his bed should be. He walked over and read it slowly. As he did, it felt like every bad thing he ever felt had gone away, his insides were practically melting and his heart rate quickened. He swiftly turned around in his chair, disbelief painted on his face, to see you already looking at him. There was a beat of silence. Then another. And another. you started to believe neither of you would say anything. That was up until Will dashed from his chair, quickly walking over to you. You barely had time to stand up before his hand was on your waist and his lips were on yours. You fit together like puzzle pieces, lips moving in sync. Everything you’d ever wanted for the last year, was right here. Wilbur was finally yours, and you were his.
Mcyt Masterlist
Hello! This is my Masterlist, rules etc. for the Mcyts.
✩Who i write for✩
p! Tommyinnit x reader
Wilbur soot x reader (pls request i love him)
p!TubboLive x reader
p!RanbooLive x reader
♦︎Writing rules♦︎
p! for mcyts that are uncomfortable with shipping, these are still real ppl with boundaries. Absolutely no smut for minors (obviously). I pretty much write anything else: angst, fluff, platonic, gore etc. i rlly dont mind, try not to go in too heavy though. i think thats pretty much it! Happy requesting <3
♥︎Tommyinnit♥︎
Self care- p!Tommyinnit x reader
i wish i was bsfriends w tommy :’)
Word count: 1.3k
Warnings:themes of depression, nothing too deep
A/N: Taking Tommy and Wilbur requests!! u cant tell me tommy doesn’t do the classic british X’s on txts to his friends
It had been a rough stream, 8 hours sat in the same chair putting on the same happy face, it was unbelievably exhausting some days. You took of your headset and set it down after pressing ‘end stream’, you ruffled your hair and took in a deep breath, throwing a glance at the clock on your computer. 5am. You tried to throw caution to the wind, maybe it was an off day? But no, you could feel it, deep inside, another episode. You looked directly into the webcam, your face scrunching up as you take note of your appearance, your ruffled hair, your dark eye bags. It felt like hours, just staring at yourself, your famous thousand-yard stare painted across the screen. Suddenly, your phone vibrated from its place on the desk. You lethargically picked it up as the bright screen illuminated your otherwise dark room. It was Tommy.
Big T: ‘bedwars stream tmrw? : ) x’
You really didn’t feel up to it in all honesty, but you didn’t want to let Tommy down like that, he loves bedwars. A sad smile made its way to your face as you drafted your text back.
Gremlin: ‘only if were on duos together : ) x’
Big T: ‘5pm? X’ You responded with a simple yeee.
You discarded your phone to the side and stood up for the first time in hours. Your bones ached as you outstretched your limbs. Pain. You walked over to your bed and sat on the edge, eyes scouring the room, even though you weren’t sure what you were looking for, an escape maybe? It wasn’t even like you had anything to be upset over, great friends, successful streamer, everything was going great, but alas, depression does not give a shit. You crawled into bed, putting your phone on charge and grabbed all of your covers over your head, a long sigh making its way from your lips.
The next day/
Tommy loaded up minecraft on his computer, reading to slay game at bedwars with you. He got unusually excited when he played minecraft with you, even more excited than normal. There was something about you man, but he just couldn’t figure it out. Youd met in high school, same town and everything, and since then you were like a drug. Not a day had gone by since year 9 that you didn’t talk. He decided to drop you a message as you hadn’t texted first. He asked if you were still up for bedwars. Surprisingly though, he didn’t receive a response. He waited. Just 5 minutes he said. And then 10. And then 20. Then 30. He decided to ring you just to check. Plus, he wanted to hear your voice. It rang thrice and nothing. His eyebrows drew together in confusion. You were almost always online. He tried not to overthink, but this is Tommy were talking about. Maybe you were still asleep? He wanted to believe that, but there was an itch, in his brain, that told him not to. Just to make sure, he decided to ask some of your mutual friends on the server. He clicked onto the group discord and noticed Wilbur, philza and Nikki in a vc.
“Hello Hoes and Homies alike” He bellowed when he joined the vc. Wilbur drew a confused look.
“I thought you were doing duo bed wars with (Y/N) today?” Tommy scoffed.
“Well yah, Wilburrrrr, if you let me get a word out” He joked light heartedly “No seriously though has anyone heard from her since her stream last night” They all looked confused and shook their heads. This made him even more concerned than he was. He quickly thanked them before disconnecting. His mind was running rampant. He quickly decided to throw his shoes on, you didn’t live that far, only a bus ride away on the otherside of town. He grabbed his keys and his jacket and rushed down the stairs.
“Going over to (Y/N)s for a bit” He shouted to Motherinnit as he slammed the door shut.
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You were straing at the roof in a pit of self loathing when you heard your phone ring. Ugh. It seemed so much work to pick it up. Your hand made its way from under the mountain of covers and snatched your phonr from the side. Tommy. You felt a sting in the back of your eyes and tossed your phone on the bed, turning over and curling up in the covers. You stared at the inside of your covers for minutes on end. Your doorbell sent a sharp chime through the house as your mother went to answer it.
“Hello Tommy, what a surprise" He threw her a quickly greeted her and got straight to the point.
“Is (Y/N) in?”
“Shes upstairs I think, I havent heard from her all day though. Go on up” She stood to the side and let him pass.
You heard the entire conversation through your open window, and let out a heavy sigh, although you were secretly thanking Tommy in uour head for checking up on you. You heard his converse hit the steps as your door was threw open. Tommy immediately regretted his actions, wondering if you were asleep as he took note of the heap of covers on the bed. He let out a quiet whisper.
“(Y/N)?”
You didn’t really feel like talking, but you let out a quiet ‘yeah’. He rushed over to your side upon hearing your weak response.
“is everything alright? We were meant to be playing bedwars like an hour ago” This prompted you to pull the covers off your head and look at him. He took note of your puffy red eyes, and the dark eye bgs lying underneath. He looked around your room, empty energy drink cand and food containers littered your room. It suddenly clicked to him. You weren’t doing okay. He looked back at you deeply, something about that look just caused the floodgates to open. Your eyes were glassy, as Tommy practically melted. He hated seeing you like this. Sure he had the bit of him being a big man with no emotions, but you where his weakness. “Hey, cmon don’t cry” He whispered as he opened his arms, welcoming you into a hug. In an instant you where in his arms, leaving tear stains on his TShirt. He didn’t seem to mind though. After a moment of silence, only broken by your sobs, he piped up. “How about, we forget about the stream for today, and ill go to the corner shop and get us some snacks, and marshmallows and whipped cream, and we can have those killer hot chocolates your mom makes. We can watch a bunch of movies, and ill even let you put one of those stupid facemasks on me, yeah?” This caused a laugh to pierce your sobs, which started to lighten up. You sniffled and pulled back from his hug, a huge smile making its way onto your face, the first genuine smile in a while.
“Thats my girl, that’s what I love to see” He matched your smile. You quickly threw your arms around him and pulled him into a long hug.
“Thank you Tommy” You said sincerely.
“Anything for my favourite girl” He smiled, as he pulled back from the hug. “Maybe while im gone you could try to shower?” He knew how tough some simple things where when you felt like this. You nodded smally and sat up. He leapt from the bed and smiled. “Okay, I wont be long!” And with that, he dashed out of the room.
You lay back on your bed. You werent okay, but that’s okay, because Tommyinnit is your best friend :)
Sick- Wilbur Soot x Reader
Sick- Wilbur Soot x Reader
Word count: 1k
Request:hey gurlllll!
I was hoping for a Wilbur x reader imagine where reader is behind the camera on one of Wilbur streams bc there Ill so he is keeping an eye on her, but something happens so they pass out and Wilbur panics and end stream nd stuff love your. Work !!!
A/N: this has some sickening fluff
Ah, Anaemia- a great plague to your existence. You’d had anaemia since you were young, you’d always been pale and fatigued, but everyone assumed it was from your lack of sleep, nobody thought something deeper was going on. Until your mum took you to the doctor. It was a manageable condition, of course it was, but if you’re as forgetful as you are, it’s often hard to keep track of your iron intake. You were prone to fainting- it wasn’t very often, but it was enough for Will to keep a watchful eye on you, especially if you hadn’t eaten all day.
You were sat on his bed, soaking up the warmth of the covers. You’d gotten sick recently, nothing too bad but enough to keep you in Wilburs bed indefinitely. He was streaming Geoguessr, and insisted on keeping an eye on you due to your sickness. It was hitting about 1 am, the usual for you two, night owls. You hadn’t been able to stomach much all day except some terrible mushroom soup Will made, you appreciated the effort though. You decided you could probably stomach some toast. You’d just heard Will guess correctly in Geoguessr and he yelled in excitement. You rolled your eyes with a smile on your lips before throwing the covers from yourself. Immediately the cold hit, your body not being used to it after spending all day curled up in the blanket. You broke out in goosebumps as you shivered a little bit. You still saw Will’s gleeful face as you threw your legs over the side of the bed. That seemed to be the last thing you saw though, because as soon as you stood up, your vision started to go spotty and static, and you could practically feel your legs crumble underneath you. Without being able to get a word out to Will, your body hit the wooden surface of the bedroom with a thud.
Wilburs head shot in your direction as he heard the thud of the floorboards.
“(Y/N)!” He immediately threw his headset off and ran over to you, kneeling down instantly. In classic Wilbur fashion, like he does every time, he completely overreacted to your fainting spell. Within seconds you had regained consciousness and could hear Wilbur freaking out. Your head throbbed, you fell hard. You lay your hand on Wilburs arm to calm him, and at the sight of movement, he immediately ceased talking. He lay a soft hand on your cheek, staring at you like you were a doll. You’d told him multiple times that this happens sometimes and your usually fine, but it always scares him. He just couldn’t bare the thought of losing you. And he knew he wasn’t being rational, because you were fine every time, but he couldn’t help but worry. You gave him a soft smile as you sat up with your arms.
“What were you trying to do? You know you’re sick right now and I could’ve just gotten whatever you just RISKED your life for” He definitely emphasized that bit. It made you giggle.
“Becauseeee, you were streaming and I didn’t want to disturb you” Simultaneously both your eyes went wide. He was still streaming. You burst out laughing as Will asked one last time if you were alright, to which you gave a nod, before rushing to his stream. The chat was going absolutely wild because, what the fuck just happened?? He put his headset back on and looked into the camera, he was red and flushed.
“I am so sorry for the sudden leave chat, my… girlfriend is sick right now, and she thought it would be a good idea to overexert herself” He was very hesitant to mention his girlfriend to the stream, as they didn’t even know he had one. He preferred his private life private, but he absolutely couldn’t think of a good explanation for what had just happened.
“I DIDNT OVEREXERT MYSELF I JUST STOOD UP” You shouted, laughing, from your position on the bed. His chat, which about 5 minutes ago was filled with stans on the verge of calling 999, was now incredibly relieved, but also thoroughly surprised. His chat instantly filled up with requests to see his elusive girlfriend. To be honest, he thought they’d give a much worse reaction to the fact he had a girlfriend. It made him smile a little.
“You guys wanna see her?” He smiled, looking in your direction to check if it was okay. You smiled back, which was all he needed. He immediately ran over to the bed and grabbed you bridal style to show the stream. He couldn’t resist a chance to show you off to anyone. You giggled so loudly before shouting,
“No please I’m sick” in a dramatic manner whilst throwing your hand atop your head. He held you like you were his prized possession and looked at you admiringly.
“She’s still gorgeous even if she is sick, right chat?” He glanced towards his screen before looking back at you. He carefully put your feet to the floor and let you sit on his gaming chair. “My deepest apologies chat but I am going to have to end this stream, no way am I letting them pass out again” He smiled whilst reading some of the nice comments from his stream. He closed StreamLabs and stopped his stream before looking at you with such a dad look.
“What?” You said adorably before you both laughed. He picked you up again bridal style, eliciting a small scream from you.
“You are getting back in bed, and I am getting you some food” He said sternly, and you knew there was no point arguing.
“Can you get snacks and we can cuddle my sickness away?” You pouted. He broke out in a smile of adoration as he lay you onto the bed.
“Of course” He kissed your forehead gently and started walking to the kitchen. You couldn’t help feeling bad that you interrupted Wilbur’s stream, but at least you didn’t have to keep hiding your relationship. You smiled and turned on your favourite show, impatiently waiting for Will’s return.
This is my entry for @sugarsoftie‘s 600 follower special! Again, congrats for the 600 followers!
“I can’t believe I used to love you” | Angst | Staring into his eyes, you know he is no longer the one you gave your heart to.
A melody filled the air as people filed into the walls of Manburg. You stood at the sides, welcoming those that came to attend the festival. You shake hands with them as they move to the main section of the festival. As the last of the guests enter, you turn and look over the place. You note the decorations strewn around, set up by Tubbo and Fundy. The colorful balloons and banners making the festival look welcoming and warm. Your eyes trailed to the many booths and stalls open, the vendors preparing their products. You see Niki preparing baked goods by her stall, the smell of freshly made bread wafting through the air. Your train of thought was interrupted when someone put their hand on your shoulder. You flinched in surprise, turning around to face them.
You breathed a sigh of relief as it was only Tubbo. “Don’t startle me like that! I could have gotten a heart attack Tubs.” You exaggerate, letting out a chuckle. You hear Tubbo giggle too, but he stops as he tries to speak. “Sorry (Y/N), but uh, Schlatt wants to speak you before the festivities all properly start.”
“Ah, what does our dear president want now.” You sigh, nodding to Tubbo in acknowledgment and turning to leave for whatever business Schlatt may have with you.
You were an advisor and cabinet member of L’manburg, no Manburg when Schlatt came to power. Despite not being an original citizen and just a bystander and audience member in the election, Schlatt had decided you were worthy of being part of his cabinet, you think. When the original founder of the country was cast out of his creation, you had opted not to attack and join the ones who smelled blood and attacked, following the orders of the current president.
You took to your assigned task efficiently, you followed through with the decisions made in the cabinet meetings and gave out your thoughts and opinions on the matter. Though you did not fail to notice the glances the president threw at you. When you decided to confront Schlatt about his staring, he had bravely spoken of his interest for you. Stating that your sharp mind and intellect, along with the fact that you were on good terms with most of the people in the smp, were qualities he saw as admirable. You remember your flushed cheeks over the praise, the warm feeling in your chest, the butterflies in your stomach.
But the thing you would never forget would be the look he gave you while you two were alone in his office. His eyes full of desire and passion, for you.
You stop your thought when you arrive at the podium. Schlatt is speaking with his vice-president, Quackity, with a topic you couldn’t quite hear well at the distance you were at. You waited for a few minutes until Schlatt let out an exasperated sigh and walked down the stage, coming to face you. “Ey (Y/N), I’ve been waiting for you my favorite cabinet member” he cackles.
You put a small smile on your face at his words. “That’s nice of you to say, but if I am your favorite then why is Big Q the Vice-President?” you joke, letting out a giggle. “If I were a spectator, I’d point out how it seems you favor him over me.” You continue.
You hear him let out a deep bawl of laughter, which eggs you on to continue your giggling. “Darling, if I didn’t have him as my Vice-President, I wouldn’t be leading Manburg now, would I?” he jested, gesturing into the air.
You let out a chuckle at his statement. “Well, what did you want to speak with me about?” you ask, staring at the horned man in front of you. He begins to compose himself and pats his attire down to make sure he looks presentable. “You remember of my plans for this great country, right?” he asks.
You nod in response. “Schlatt, of course I do, I am actively assisting in the affairs of the state or have you forgotten?” you tease.
“Yeah yeah, well I got some news from a little birdie that someone on my cabinet has been colluding with Pogtopia.” He deadpanned, a steely look on his features. “And I know just how to deal with that little mole.”
“Well, you know how I invited Technoblade to this festival, well I was thinking…why not have him kill our traitor. It’s appropriate! The best warrior of the rebellion striking down their own informant!” he declared, a wicked grin on his face.
“Who…is this mole anyway? I have a sneaking suspicion it is Fundy; his dear old dad is the exiled leader. Or perhaps it’s Niki, she and Wilbur are close.” You put out, gripping your chin in thought.
“Tubbo, the one I made my right-hand man.”
Your face pales, of course that Tubbo would come to the rebels’ aid. Tommy is his best friend; he was willing to do anything for the boy. And with knowing of what Schlatt’s plans are for the kid, you feel dread settle in. How could he think of something so gruesome for the boy?
“You, you can’t possibly be serious Schlatt?!” you shout, mouth agape in shock as your mind races. “He…Tubbo is just a child! You can’t do that to him!” you declare, looking up to glare at the man in front of you.
“And you think that absolves him of his betrayal to Manburg, to me, to US!” he retorted, bringing a hand up in anger to rake through his dark locks. “I know you care about the kid but c’mon, he’s a traitor! You can’t hold any love for him.” He added, before turning to leave and walk up the stage.
“This conversation isn’t over. You can’t walk away!” You grab his arm to stop him, but he grabs your wrist and wrenches it away from him. He turns back around and raises your hand above your head.
“I can, and I will. I’m the president of Manburg. I am it’s ruler, it’s law, and I can do whatever the hell I want!” he shouted in your face. Your eyes widen, this was the first time you and he had ever gotten into an argument. You usually could temper the situation before it escalated, with you reluctantly agreeing into whatever he wanted.
You stare into his dark orbs. These eyes that you once loved, when they playfully glared at you, closed when you let out a joke, and gave a loving gaze whenever you helped in his plans. These eyes now something you feared. A deep darkness threatening to swallow you whole, consume your very essence and force you to submit to its darkest desires. These eyes that no calm you but induce a fear of being the next hurdle to be removed.
You recoil in panic, letting out a soft sob and stare down at the ground. Tears pool in the corner of your eyes as Schlatt let’s go of your wrist. “This is an order, (Y/N), stay in the white house for the rest of the festival. We’ll have a talk after all of this, resist, and I’ll give you a first-row seat to Tubbo’s execution. Got it?” he threatened, turning to walk up the stage. Leaving you to lean your back against the foundation. You let the tears spill out, like a dam finally being opened, your feelings flowed out. Each of your tears holding a fragment of the many emotions you felt. Panic, fear, anger, guilt, pain, betrayal.
“I can’t believe I used to love you…” you mutter out, pulling your knees into your chest and continued sobbing. The noise of the festivities blocking out your wailing.
A/N: I do hope this isn’t a bit too late. I’ve just been not feeling well these past few days. Like…not up to eat, I’m always tired, and not many things get me happy anymore. I dunno, maybe it’s just that seasonal down periods. Anyways, I’m still in the process of writing the headcanon requests but desperately wanted to get this out. Hope you enjoy!
Yo, here me out.
Deity of Death! Reader x Dream SMP
Because we all know that the characters are aware of the 3-Lives situation. And they want to cheat death of course.
But what if they get death under their control instead?
Be it through friendship, relationship, or familyship (whut). They’ll try and find a way to overcome that hurdle.
(I should stop, I have other requests, and like 2 series planned out. Adding more is just torture for myself).
Sir Billiam (Technoblade), Ranbutler (Ranboo), and James (Sapnap) x Servant! Reader [HCs]
A/N: I put it under the cut because it’s so long. I honestly just started writing and unknowingly put so many words into these headcanons. Anyway, hope you enjoy!
Lord Billiam III (Technoblade):
- You are one of his many employees at the estate.
- You were an orphan that was brought (bought) by his parents to serve at the estate since their servants kept dying or leaving.
- Growing up you were taught how to do household chores by the older servants.
- Seeing as you are in the same age range as their son, your masters decided to make you his personal servant.
- With how Billiam grew up into an adult, I would assume that he was taught this during his childhood.
- His parents were very critical of the social divide between you and their son.
- You never forgot the reminders that you were nothing compared to them.
- Billiam kept the act his parents wanted whenever he interacted with you in front of them.
- But he was always kind and gentle with you compared to the other servants even his parents weren’t present.
- He taught you how to read and write, leaving you with his favorite books whenever he had business to attend.
- He loved when you ran to him to ask something about the book that you couldn’t understand, or when you didn’t know what a word meant.
- This went on for years until his parents caught you in his room reading while he wrote at his study.
- He heard them start screaming profanity at you and he ran into his room to see you being dragged by the hair outside.
- He walked forward to help you but his father told him to stay because they had to deal with the “filth”.
- Months went by without him hearing or seeing you. He assumed the worst, his parents had you killed.
- During the period, he refused to have another servant but you.
- He acted out against his parents’ orders and started on his path to independence.
- He focused on his studies and work so that he could take over the family business and lands so that he can find you.
- After a long time, he finally saw you again.
- This was when he stayed up late due to managing some family matters and he stepped out of his room to get some fresh air.
- There you were, in the servant’s clothes, on your knees and wiping the floor clean.
- “Y/N?” he asked, reaching out to you.
- After you heard him you stood up and took a deep bow. “I apologize for disturbing you my lord, I shall leave immediately.”
- He had no time to stop you from taking the cleaning supplies and booking it downstairs.
- Every future instance where he tried to talk to you was met with profuse apologizing and leaving.
- He eventually gave up on interacting with you, as in the few moments that you do, you make it clear you don’t want anything to do with him.
- Without his anchor, his tether that kept him humane, he was consumed by the snobbish teachings of the aristocracy.
- When his parents finally died, Billiam became the sole owner of the many properties and subsidiaries his parents’ managed.
- His cruelty knew no bounds, severely punishing servants who made a slight mistake. Servants…except you.
- When the heir became the lord, you had become appointed as the head servant of the estate, in charge of managing and teaching the staff to serve.
- Servants would notice the tense air that hung when you and their employer would interact, the casual reports on the happenings at the estate, servants being laid off for mistakes, etc.
- The first time you two had conversed without the awkwardness is when a deal he wanted to secure fell through. He was livid, destroying everything in his quarters.
- Knowing that any miniscule slight while Billiam was furious would result in severe punishment, you took it upon yourself to fix the room. Deciding to spare the other servants from possible suffering.
- When the noise of glass being thrown, tables being flipped, and paintings being torn had ceased, you decided to enter the room and tend to your lord.
- Billiam stood by his overturned desk. Shards of glass from the decorations he threw stuck in his bleeding hand.
- “My lord you are injured, please allow me to tend to your wounds.” he tensed after hearing your voice call out to him.
- Turning around he observed the wreckage that he caused, his eyes stopping on your figure holding a rag and setting down a basin of water on the ground.
- The room grew silent as you were crouched down and tending to Billiam, no sound threatened to escape from either of you.
- When you finished picking out the shards and cleaning the wounds you stood up with the basin, now colored red, to leave the room when he grabbed your hand “Stop.”
- Complying, you stopped in your tracks and faced him. “Yes my lord?”
- “I-I…” he clenched his fists, trying to find the right words to tell you.
- His mind cleared, he knew what he needed first from you. “I command you to tell me why you were and have been avoiding me!” he shouts, raising his voice.
- You sigh, eyes drifting to stare at the floor as your lips open to answer. “It would be best to show you my lord.” you answer, setting down your things, you untie the affixes of your attire.
- With the last of the strings untied, you turn around and move your top to expose your back to him.
- His mouth agape, he stared at the lashes on your back, the burn marks, the deep cuts. “Wha-”
- “It was your parents, my lord. They did not like it when they saw how close we were.” you added, beginning to fix yourself back up.
- You felt him crash into you, pulling you into a tight hug, as his breath fanned your nape. “I’m sorry for dragging you into this.” you feel warm tears fall on your bare neck.
- You let him be open with his emotions, as the dam that kept all of the pain in for the past years cracks and floods out. You hear him mumble apology after apology to you.
- When his tears falter, you turn around and pull him into a hug. Tangling your hand in his hair and nudging his head into your neck to comfort him.
- “Don’t apologize for feeling what you feel.”
- His breath hitches as you continue speaking.
- “And don’t apologize for loving me.”
- That night was spent with Billiam being in your arms as he had wanted to be for years, finally feeling the warmth he did when you were both young.
- The next day, your belongings were being moved by the servants outside of your quarters. Under orders from Lord Billiam they answered when you questioned why.
- “You will no longer be the head servant, (Y/N).” Billiam stated as he walked towards you accompanied by three maids.
- “From now on you shall be mine, the spouse of Lord Billiam III.” he smirked, holding out a hand for you.
- You reach out and grab his hand “Yes, my lord.”
Ranbutler (Ranboo):
- A fellow servant under the employ of Lord Billiam III.
- The both of you were employed on the same day, as your new master needed more servants to manage the happenings around his vast estate.
- Ranboo had no time to introduce himself to you as work was immediately shoved upon his shoulders, he would be acting as the personal servant at the side of Lord Billiam.
- You, meanwhile, were in charge of managing the storehouse and making sure everything your master needed was in stock.
- Life…is hard when serving under an aristocrat, more so under Lord Billiam.
- He was very critical of everything and all he does is done with utmost perfection. Failure wasn’t allowed at his manor.
- Thankfully, you were able to adjust easily to your job. Taking walks around the estate to question the denizens of the necessities which were needed. Being able to pick out the most affordable but high quality items.
- Which lead to you being one of the few that did not catch the ire of your master. He had even given a sarcastic statement which sounded like a compliment? You were unsure if he was capable of complimenting a mere servant.
- When Lord Billiam needed to attend to business away from the city, he left Ranboo in charge of acting in his stead, as one of his closest aides.
- Most of the servants breathed a collective sigh of relief when the carriages, carrying your master, had left the confines of the property.
- The few servants that stood by the side and watched the others silently knew something.
- They couldn’t slack just because he wasn’t here. Lord Billiam has eyes and ears everywhere, so slacking off was something never to be done.
- From the corner of your eye, you could see Ranboo walk and stand beside you. “Lord Billiam wants stocks of wine and other refreshments to be present in the cellar by the time he arrives. He specifically instructed to only procure the best, so do not worry about the cost.”
- You nod and continue watching the rambunctious bunch of servants. “Of course. I assume Lord Billiam instructed you about that?” you question.
- He gives a slight nod and turns to walk back inside the manor leaving you.
- The next day, most of the servants had taken it upon themselves to have fun while doing their job. The cooks used ingredients to cook meals for themselves, the cleaners allowing dust and dirt to gather on the furniture.
- You took your daily stroll around the place, taking mental notes of whatever the servants you crossed paths with were doing.
- Absentmindedly you bumped into someone’s chest and mumbled a quick “Sorry.”
- Looking up you came faced with the trusted aide of your lord. “Would you like to join me for afternoon tea?” he invited, gesturing to the direction of the balcony.
- You raise a brow and begin walking with him towards the balcony. In your mind you wonder what his plans may be, knowing Lord Billiam must have trusted him with that.
- Arriving at the balcony a gentle breeze blew through your hair as you looked at the table in front of you. An assortment of treats and sweets were laid out, a pot of tea with two cups and saucers present as well.
- Ranboo walked to one of the chairs and pulled it out, gesturing for you to take a seat. When you did, he walked to his own and began pouring the hot beverage.
- The two of you sat in silence, the only sound being heard were the chirping of the birds that flew overhead.
- “So…I presume that you are on the same orders as I am?” you break the silence, taking a sip from your cup and staring at him for an answer.
- He nods. “Sir Billiam has entrusted me with this job and I must fulfill it dutifully. You must understand so, (Y/N).” he grabs the pot and pours himself another cup.
- “Yes…we must weed out the imperfections that our lord does not need.” you hum, staring at your reflection in the tea. “As our lord’s favored aids, you being publicly known, and I with the others being secret, must serve without fault.”
- Your eyes both held a dark gleam, staring at each other with understanding of your orders. “Well, I am thankful for the tea, but I must continue with my work.” you stand and set down your saucer. “I enjoyed our small discussion. I hope to speak with you more in the future, now excuse me.”
- The succeeding days were a blur, although your master was absent from the manor, there was still a backlog of work and duties which had to be done. Having to continue observing the other servants, managing deliveries and orders to and from the estate, and making sure your discussion with the butler was kept private.
- Oh yes, speaking of the butler. He would be at each of your turns, giving his insight on what sir Billiam would order and keeping the estate running.
- You would catch him in the corner of your eye, staring at you from the shadows. Though this did not faze you as he was just following commands, as was you.
- When Lord Billiam III returned a week later all the servants stood outside to receive their Lord. They all stood firmly, heads bowing low, and no noise threatening to escape their lips. “Welcome back my Lord!” you all collectively shout.
- You and Ranboo stood at the head of the two lines. Lord Billiam began to stride towards the entrance when he stopped in his tracks. “You two, follow me.” he commanded and continued on his path.
- “Yes my lord.” you both answer, raising your heads and following him, keeping a suitable distance.
- Arriving in front of the doors to his quarters, you both took steps forward and opened the double doors and bowing. You could feel the smirk that Sir Billiam held as he walked in, the two of you soon following and closing the doors.
- Taking a seat at his study, Billiam put his hands together and set his elbows on the table. “Now, give me a detailed report you two.” he ordered.
- You both nodded and gave detailed statements on what happened at the estate in the duration of his absence. Every mistake, every success, every mishap, everything. With him nodding to each explanation.
- “I knew picking you two as my personal aides wasn’t a mistake.” he chuckles. “Now leave, I have work to do.” he states, voice turning cold.
- In the morning, all the servants were gathered in the main hall. They whispered to one another, wondering about the sudden meeting.
- The noises stopped as soon as Lord Billiam stood at the head of the stairs overlooking the foyer, he was followed by two servants, the butler and you.
- “Now, you may all be wondering why I have called you all at such an ungodly hour.” he stated, looking at the servants like ants. “It has come to my attention the problems my estate faces, with regards to all of you.” he continues, taking delight in the looks of fear that some held.
- “I hereby relieve you all of your duties, leave at once, I have no need for incompetents who slack around when they believe their master isn’t present.” he seethes, glaring at them, before turning and leaving the room.
- You and Ranboo glance at each other as you hear the servants cry, some panic, some running to sort out their departure. No matter, you thought, as the butler put a hand on your shoulder and nodded.
- He tugged your arm towards the balcony, a soft smile on his face. “Afternoon tea?”
- “I would be glad to have some, Mr. Butler.”
Lord James (Sapnap):
- You are a servant in service to Lord James’ family for a long period.
- You were present from the beginning of his marriage to his subsequent divorce. Acting as one of his wife’s personal servants, in charge of dressing her and tending to her beck and call.
- Having been assigned to her, you were well acquainted with Lord James. Being the one to inform him whenever your lady was unavailable.
- Though the first interaction between just you two, not involving or speaking about anyone else happened quite later.
- It happened after an argument with his wife, who promptly stormed out of the manor, leaving you with her husband. You felt awkward being left in the same room without your lady.
- You were ready to walk out of the room when you suddenly heard him collapse as he began to sob.
- You crouched down and held him up, comfortingly rubbing his back. You were about to speak when you were pulled into a hug, feeling tears fall on your shirt.
- You stayed on the floor, letting James cry his heart out. You continued rubbing his back but stayed silent.
- Once his tears stopped flowing, you helped him stand and walk to his bed.
- Turning to leave the room, you were stopped when he grabbed your hand firmly. “Stay.” he softly spoke, tugging you towards the bed.
- “My lord, we can’t, what would my lady think-” you protested, worried for yourself and for him, already thinking of the scale of this scandal if word got out.
- “I just…want someone to hold me, please.” he pleaded, eyes downcast towards the floor.
- You relented as he brought you into an embrace and pulled you into the bed. He rest his head in the crook of your neck, his warm breath fanning your skin.
- Within moments, he had fallen asleep, obviously emotionally drained with all the baggage he’d been carrying. You sigh, running a hand through his soft locks. He stirred in his sleep and moved his head closer to your hand.
- You stayed there for a few minutes, a wave of exhaustion washing over you as well. Slowly, you were lulled to sleep with the sound of his breathing…
- Awakening, you rubbed your eyes, it was still dark outside possibly nearing daybreak you assumed. Turning your head, you saw Lord James. He still remained clung to your side like a babe.
- Although you wanted to stay in the comforts of the soft bed, one which could not be said for your own in the servants’ quarter, you decided to leave before his wife came upon the scene.
- Slowly, you wrung the arm he was hugging from his grasp and stood up from the bed. Fixing your attire you saw as he stirred from his sleep, moving to search for the source of heat that moved away.
- You smiled, tugging the blankets over his figure and patting his head one last time before exiting the room.
- With a soft click of the door, you scanned the halls, it was empty. You breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing no one caught you at this time. You knew what people would assume if they had seen you, a lusty commoner ruins another marriage.
- You began your walk towards the servants’ shared quarters, the light of the moon passing through the window lighting your path.
- James awoke the next day, with a blanket draped over him. He smiled, knowing you did this.
- He heard a knock at the door “My lord, breakfast has been served and my lady is looking for you.” a servant called out before the clacking of their shoes indicated they walked away.
- Sighing, he began to prepare himself for the day, grabbing a new tunic and fixing his disheveled appearance.
- Arriving at the dining hall, he saw servants running around the place, placing plates and utensils on the table. Some were bringing out the food from the kitchens.
- Although his eyes drifted immediately to you. You were stood by his wife and listening to the orders she barked at you. With each command earning a nod of acknowledgement from you afterwards.
- With a wave of her hand, she dismissed you and turned to start her meal. You bowed and turned to exit the room when your eyes met James’. You stilled before casting your eyes to the floor and walking out of the hall.
- James understood it all too well, once being someone who laughed at the broken marriages of other nobles, caused by them falling prey to their servants’ temptation. He couldn’t laugh, now that he was one of them.
- He knew it was wrong though. He was already married, and had a duty to fulfill to his family and wife. While you? You were trying to survive in society, not wanting to be part of any drama.
- Snapping out of his trance when his wife called out to him, he sighed and took a seat at the table. Mind still focused on you.
- Even though he consummated the marriage and had children with her. His love and yearning for you never faltered. You were by her side every step of their marriage. You took turns with the nannies in watching the children, sometimes being left to care for them when James and his wife went on trips.
- Through the years you two did this careful dance. Feathery touches that drifted on your skin for moments before disappearing. Loving glances thrown at each other’s way. The soft tone of his voice when he spoke to you. Though others would think nothing of it, the two of you knew the fragile fantasy going on.
- A fragile fantasy that all came crashing down that day.
- Screaming could be heard throughout the whole manor, servants stayed quiet and steered away from the room, which you couldn’t really do.
- As the personal servant of Lord James’ wife, you stood by the sidelines as they threw words, insults, and the occasional object at each other in their rage.
- In her anger she threw one of the decorative stones on the nearby table. Lord James saw it and was able to jump out of the way.
- They both stopped when they heard it collide with something else. Turning around, he saw the stone on the floor with blood staining one side of it.
- You crouched down from the pain and put a hand on the side of your head, retracting it you could see the red color staining your skin.
- “(Y/N)!” James shouted, running over to help you up when his wife cut in.
- “Don’t help that lowly servant! Pay attention to me you bastard! Do you think I wouldn’t notice?!” she shouted.
- James paid no mind to her as he caught you in his arms. You had passed out from the blood loss, and probably the concussion on your head.
- “Don’t think we aren’t done talking! You still haven’t answered me!” she continued to scream, though her words never reached his ears.
- Picking you up he turned and glared at her. “We’ll speak about this tomorrow.” he firmly stated, before walking out and bring you to an empty room so he can tend to you.
- You awoke with a headache, it was dark. Sitting up on the bed, you noticed you were one in the spare bedrooms and gripped your forehead as a stinging pain came. Right…you got hit by a rock.
- You jumped when you heard the door open. Turning you came faced with Lord James, the upper buttons of his shirt being undone and a hand running through his hair.
- He opened his eyes and met yours, then he scrambled towards you. “Are you okay? Is there still pain? Do you want me to call the physician?”
- “Please do not worry yourself over me my lord.” you answered, wanting to keep the formality of the situation. Standing up from the bed you put your hand over his, which was placed on the side of your head.
- “I- uh yes.” he coughed, retracting his hand and putting them by his side. “I’m sorry about that, you didn’t need to get caught up in our argument.”
- Your eyes widened, your lady must be looking for you right now. “Excuse me, my lord.” you stated in panic, patting yourself down to look presentable before running out of the room.
- “No need, she’s gone.” you heard James state as you stopped in your tracks. “Our divorce will be finalized in a few days, and she doesn’t want anything to do with me or you anymore.”
- Thoughts raced through your mind, does she know about the incident, what would happen to you if she did. Your breathing picked up as you stilled.
- James brought you into an embrace, your back hitting his chest as he dipped his head into the top of your head and inhaled. Your hair smelled lovely, comparable to that of other noble ladies. He shut the door, wanting to keep the privacy between you two.
- “My lord, we shouldn’t it isn’t proper.” you stated, keeping firm on the fact you wanted to preserve not only your reputation but more importantly his.
- “I don’t care.”
- “But what would others think?”
- “I don’t care.” he firmly stated, turning you around and pushing you against the wall.
- “For years I’ve kept these feelings inside and now that there isn’t anything stopping me, I can finally express these repressed emotions.” he continued.
- “I…I…-” he trailed.
- “I command you to love me!” he shouted. trapping you against the wall with his forehead touching your own.
- You sigh in defeat and finally relent, reaching up and cupping his cheek, “I already do, my lord.”
Beauty and the Beast Epilogue
<<Previous//The End
~C!Technoblade x Fem!Reader): Beauty and the Beast AU
Welcome to the Epilogue my Lost Souls. Enjoy.
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Technoblade groaned softly burying his head in your chest as his daughter pounded loudly on the master bedroom’s door in the West Wing. “Your daughter’s awake…” He mumbled into your chest, tail wrapped snugly around your waist.
“Hm…”You kissed the top of his head not bothering to open your eyes, “Before sunrise, she’s your daughter.”
“Fuck you.” He grumbled sitting up in bed allowing the sheets to spill out around his waist, he heard you chuckling and whacked you with his tail. You yelped eyes shooting open, sharp eyes glaring into his soul. He could only smirk, “You weren’t complaining about that last night.”
“You’re a shit head.”
“I know you guys are awake!” Another series of loud pounding, resounded through the room, “Both of you! Now wake up you promised to take me to the village today! I wanna see Uncle Tommy!”
“Your mother needs her beauty sleep,” Technoblade called back watching you sit up, his marks from the night before needed to be covered before the two rulers ventured into the village. Especially since they were seeing your brother, the both of you had news to share and wanted to get it out there sooner rather than later. If it was going to be the same reaction he had when Athena was born he didn’t want to see how he reacted when you told him you were once again pregnant. The boy almost killed Technoblade on the spot considering the both of you weren’t even married at the time of the announcement. But now you were, so maybe his reaction would be a little different. Athena groaned and they heard her tiny footsteps retreating down the hall. He then noticed you glaring at him, “What?”
“Beauty sleep?” You criticized with a huff,“really?”
“You come up with a better excuse than Princess. What do you want me to say sorry, we slept in I fucked your mom so hard last night we both are super spent.” Sarcasm dripped from his tongue and it earned him a pillow to his face.
“You’re a pig. No wonder you got turned into one,” You sat up yourself and Technoblade brushed the comment off, after all his two favorite things in the world were on display to view. When you were pregnant before they swelled so nicely, a pleasant buzzing stirred under his skin at the thought that they’d probably soon be that size again. “You’re staring again,” You mused with a fond eye roll used to his antics by now. After he ‘discovered himself’ sexually there was almost no quelling his libido.
“Can you blame me?”
“I would say yes, but your ogling makes me feel pretty.” You flushed a sweet pink and Technoblade beamed from ear to ear.
“You’re gorgeous.”
“Hush.” You waved your hand shyly, sliding off the bed to grab a fresh pair of undergarments and a more casual dress. He hummed following in your footsteps and getting dressed for the day himself,
“Braid my hair?”
“Always sit.” You commanded and he sat down at the vanity, he felt your skilled fingers scratch at his scalp and he hummed. You brushed out the messy pink locks before braiding his hair down his back to keep it out of his face. You reached towards his crown placing it on his head, he felt you press a light kiss to his cheek, “I love you.”
“I love you too.” He looked up at you and caught you smiling cheek to cheek, “And he’s gonna love you too.” You hummed, he turned to place his forehead on the minuscule bump in your stomach.
“He? I’m hoping for another baby girl. What do you mean?” Technoblade complained, “I want another Athena.”
“I don’t. I want a little boy who looks just like you.” You kissed his nose and he groaned,
“Why would you want that?”
“Cause you’re lovely and a good man, even if you had to learn to get there.” Technoblade flushed at your earnestness, “Now come on we have a daughter to entertain. Plus the exciting news to share with everyone, that is if Athena can keep her mouth shut.”
“She got that from your side. Tommy that is.”
“Can it, Techno.”
“Yes ma’am.” He saluted as you rolled your eyes, you headed for the door, he followed behind you like the puppy he was. Phil, with hair greying slightly and a lighthearted smile on his face, was talking with an eager Athena. Technoblade knew he missed Sally and Wilbur, and Fundy to that extent. The three of them asked for permission to leave the castle to become a normal family once again once they found Fundy and of course Technoblade was going to let them. So long as they visited every once in a while because Phil wanted to stay, the castle was all he knew.
“Dad uncle Phil said he was going to teach me how to use a sword!”
“Good it’s important you learn to protect yourself.”
“And my baby brother or sister!” Athena added puffing out her chest, the smile on your face said it all.
“Exactly baby!” You chirped and his daughter smiled wide, the gap in her front teeth showing. “Alright now, are you ready to go see Uncle Tommy?”
“Finally!” She headed for the door and tossed it open, you sighed softly,
“She forgot her coat.”
“I’ll get it. You shouldn’t be walking up the stairs that much,” Techno assured, giving you a tender kiss to your lips. You sighed into it and his heart fluttered,
“Thank you, baby.”
“Anything for you. Phil, do you mind helping her to the car?”
“I’m not that far along Tech. Don’t force Phil into this!”
“It’d be my honor, your highness.” Phil mused looking down at your eyes twinkling.
“Phil call me by my name.” You laughed walking outside with him, Phil snickered and shook his head as you let out a little huff. Technoblade joined you and your daughter a few minutes later with Athena’s coat in his arms. Athena was feeding the birds some leftover bread from breakfast, “If you catch sight of Wil tell him I miss him.”
“I will,” Techno gave Phil a stern pat on the back, the old man chuckled letting out a laugh. “Stay safe and make sure the boys don’t get into trouble.”
“That’s like asking Tubbo not to stick his hand in the beehive in the back garden.” From beside Techno, he watched you cover your mouth to hide your giggles, the number of times you had to take stingers out of that boy’s hand was too many to count. “Have fun, dinner will be ready when you return.”
“Thank you, Phil. For everything,” You curtsied and stepped into the carriage, he stuck his head out of the door and shouted, “Thena come on we’re leaving!”
“Uncle Tommy!” She cheered stumbling into the carriage, “Ouch mom move your fat butt!”
“Rude! Apologize!” You scoffed as Technoblade laughed stepping in behind his overly rambunctious daughter. Technoblade pulled his daughter to his side and ruffled her hair,
“Apologize to your mother.”
“I’m sorry you have a fat butt.”
Technoblade howled with laughter and you glared at your husband only sighing in defeat. At least you knew he liked your fat butt, but if he was going to be like that you weren’t going to let him touch it. Eventually, your little family arrived at the village, everyone greeted the King and Queen with awe. Kids jumped up on walls and fountains just to get a glimpse at the royal family, you waved like the elegant royalty you were. In the crowd you spotted a little red-headed boy on his father’s shoulders, his face lighting up with joy. You nudged Technoblade and he spotted Wilbur holding his son on his shoulders, “Wilbur!” He called waved, Wilbur waved back knowing they’d have a chance to catch up later at Tommy’s. Speaking of the new young adult male gave a loud whistle waving the family over. The crowd parted like the sea, just as thrilled to see the Queen’s younger brother out of his laboratory.
“Tommy,” You smiled eagerly and Athena squealed launching herself at her favorite uncle. Tommy grinned picking her up by the waist and spinning her around eagerly, he peppered his niece’s cheeks in kisses. “He’s more excited to see my daughter than me.” You pouted and Technoblade laughed, it was a deep rumbling as he kissed your cheek.
“You’ll live.” You both watched as Athena talked his ear off, asking about his inventions and what he was currently building. Wilbur and Fundy made their way through the crowd, Sally was sick once again, unfortunately, but apparently, Wilbur couldn’t keep Fundy away from his favorite people. “It’s good to see you Wil, Athena will be thrilled to see Fundy if he can put up with her.”
“He loves to see Athena, he thinks of her as a little sister. Right, my little champion?”
You all watched as Fundy’s face turned a deep red and he whined, “Dad you’re embarrassing me.”
“Don’t care.” He cooed, “I love you.” Wilbur cooed and Fundy whined as Wilbur placed him on the ground. The teen huffed off weaving through the crowd as Wilbur laughed, “Yeah, I think he preferred it when I wasn’t with him.”
“Wilbur Soot! You know that’s not true!” You scolded lightly hitting him in the chest, “I remember when you and Sally found him you were all in tears. How is she by the way?”
“Hanging in. She’s devastated she couldn’t come to see you.”
“Next time we’re here we’ll absolutely visit, unfortunately, I don’t think we’ll have time…” You frowned worry etched across her features. Now it was Wilbur’s turn to hit you,
“Nonsense she wouldn’t want to see you today anyway. She’s not her best, and she doesn’t like seeming weak. You know how she gets.” You nodded lightly in understanding and Technoblade gently rubbed your back trying to soothe your nerves. “She knows you both care.”
“She better. Or (Y/n)’s gonna beat the shit out of her.”
“Techno! Language!”
The two men laughed and began to chat in their own conversation, you took the moment to look around the crowd, you saw a young woman trying to carry a basket of heavy apples across the way. You moved swiftly grabbing the other end with a small smile, “Let me help.” She blinked a smile spreading across her red lips, her brown hair fell over her shoulders.
“Thank you, you have such a kind heart, your majesty.”
“Oh hush it’s no trouble. Anyone would help.” You flushed and helped her place the basket by the stand. The woman stood up and seemed to eye you and then Techno, she let out a little hum.
“Not everyone.” She was looking at Technoblade and you raised an eyebrow feeling awkwardness began to grow inside you. Something didn’t sit right with the way she was looking at your husband, “It’s funny, to see him like this now. You’ve really changed him since he was a child. I’m Minx,”
Holy shit.
This was the witch that cursed your husband in the first place. A wave of emotions came crashing into you all at once, anger, pity, guilt, understanding, and sadness. “He was a child,” You spoke hesitantly,
“I know he was a fucking child. A rude ass one.” She snapped, crossing her arms, “But he wouldn’t change, wasn’t going to change, that’s why I cursed him.”
“They all could’ve died, all the innocent lives in the castle.”
“But they didn’t.”
“You couldn’t have known that-” She smiled giving you a little wink and you flushed, she was absolutely gorgeous and even with your boiling anger you couldn’t help but admire her looks. “Did you know?”
“I know many things, when you’ve been alive as long as me you figure things out. As a witch, you learn to predict certain things, know certain things. If I didn’t curse him he wouldn’t have changed, wouldn’t have met you and you both wouldn’t be blessed with a daughter and another child on the way.”
She chuckled as your flush only grew darker, “the heir to the throne,” You opened your mouth to ask about how she could possibly know the gender but you heard Technoblade let out a choked sound. You looked up and saw that his pupils were the size of pinpricks looking between the two of you. Nervously you pressed a hand to your stomach and all at once Technoblade was blinded with rage, he felt small hands tug on his cloak. He glanced down seeing Athena, her big doe eyes innocent and hopeful, she’d never seen him lose his temper and she never would. He swallowed, picking her up in his arms, she smiled letting her arms squeeze around his neck.
“My love. Shall we, Tommy’s waiting.”
“Yes! I’ll be right there.” You called, your husband’s eyes wouldn’t leave the witches until you were safely tucked by his side. “Tech?”
“Let’s go.” He gently nudged your body forward and rested his hand safely on your lower back, although you knew it was more so he could ground himself in reality. “You okay?” He whispered as your odd little family walked towards your old childhood home.
“Fine…she says we’re having a boy.” Technoblade kept his mouth shut tight, only nodding his head, his eyes looked fuzzy and you were worried he might be dissociating. “Tech?”
“I’m alright.” He breathed out softly, his breath swirling around his mouth looking like a puff of smoke from the cold. “I just need a minute, I’ll join you inside in a moment.” You hesitated and he placed a kiss on your forehead.“Promise,” He handed Athena off to you. “I would never lie to you.”
“Five minutes.”
“Five minutes.” He nodded as you trailed inside, Athena waving at him over your shoulder, he smiled giving a small wave back in response. He turned around to stare back at the witch but she was already gone, leaving her basket behind. Technoblade watched as the village got back to its regular activities. Kids playing in the square, adults, and artisans selling their goods at the market. Young men played instruments while some women (and men) swooned in delight at the melodious sound. He never thought to be here, standing as a human in his village surrounded by his people, his tail swishing over the wood on the porch. Moments like this made him realize how much he truly did love you, without you, he’d never be able to stand and be human again. The wind rustled and blew through the loose strands of his hair, it was cold, and nipped at his bare skin turning it pink he swore he could hear it whisper.
‘I’m proud of you.’
Before the world was quiet once more.
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The great adventures of y/n tubbo jack and ranboo - relaxing with goats
this is part 15 to the great adventures series
an: i wrote this on my phone with auto caps off and my editor is too tired to edit so i apologise, i just wanted to get this out today :)
you were currently walking alongside jack the pair of you were on your way to visit Niki minx and Rhiannon to catch up and potentially stream, the pair of you hadn’t spent a lot of time with each other the past month as you had been focusing on streaming and coming up with back up plans just in case your career as a streamer came to an abrupt end.
“you’re paranoid l/n the people love you there’s no way they’d just leave you”
“well it’s always good to be prepared”
“Whatever helps you sleep at night what would you even do you don’t exactly have a lot of qualifications you said it yourself you don’t plan on going to university as you’re going to be a full-time content creator like your dear friends tubbo and ranboo”
“you sound jealous manifold and to answer your question I don’t know I’ll buy a couple of animals like goats and pigs maybe a cow for the fun of it and I’ll have a petting zoo, after all, some people pay to pet animals”
little did you know those words stuck with jack and that’s how a week later you got yourself into this situation, sat in the front seat next to jack playing a one-sided game of eye spy whilst josh tubbo and ranboo were doing god knows what in the back of the car. the only thing you had been told was to wear clothing you’re not too bothered about, keeping that in mind you wore Jack’s merch just to see his reaction.
“Are we there yet”
“y/n if you ask that one more time I will cry”
“is that so bo….are we there yet”
tubbo sat fake crying whilst ranboo sat trying to hide the fact he was laughing. half an hour later you were all at the farm, ranboo held you and tubbo back as the pair of you were excited to see the animals
“will you two behave we don’t even know what we’re doing here”
“ranboo is in his parent arc”
jack came over to the three of you handing you all a bag of food for the animals
“aw fuck yeah I’m gonna feed animals…hey tubbo you hungry”
you stood holding the food towards tubbo who went to eat the food before being pulled away by ranboo
“hey I wasn’t really going to eat it I promise”
“so what are we actually doing today”
“goat yoga”
“YOOOOOO I GET TO WATCH EVERYONE GET ATTACKED BY GOATS”
you stood waiting with tubbo and ranboo whilst jack and josh continued with the introduction to the vlog well that was until tubbo decided to copy your previous stunt and started trying to feed josh goat food, this didn’t last long as jack realised he wasn’t sure where you were meant to go so the five of you began your journey
“they have religious birds here”
“The fuck did you just say ranboo”
“birds of prey”
“jack… let’s go home”
after walking for a few minutes jack and ranboo pointed out that they hadn’t seen an animal yet you stood hiding behind tubbo laughing whilst he pointed out that there was in fact animals as the pair of you saw an eagle not too long ago. you all ran to where the birds were ranboo instantly walked through the gate that clearly said no entry. you all went off to see the birds up close safe to say you and jack were amazed by this
“I’m very taken aback”
“Hi little one I would die for you- what the fuck is tubbo saying to that poor bird”
“only a small percentage of viewers-“
“he’s self-promoting to a bird…he’s repeating it… TUBBO ITS NOT A PARROT ITS NOT GOING TO COPY YOU”
a few minutes later you had seen enough and tubbo thought the same as he led you to the gate which like before said no entry and took you through it closing it on the others
“it says no entry you’ll have to go around”
“wow tubbo and y/n you both run the park now”
you both nodded and walked away the others caught up quickly, mainly because you found a rock on the floor which reminded you of ted and decided you needed to get it so you could send it to him.
“I wore the corpse drip just in case I got shat on by a goat”
“hey that’s why I’m wearing jacks merch”
“Thanks, you two really lowered both mine and corpse’ clothing line”
“no worries. OH MY GOD MEERKATS”
you ran over to the meerkats and started naming them with tubbo
“that one can be merlin”
“and that one that bit merlin can be called fucking dickhead”
ranboo noticed you weren’t paying attention walked up behind you resting his head on yours luckily for him you didn’t jump as he caught you off guard
“hello boo, if I jumped out of fear we would both have headaches right now”
“well I mean yeah but-“
“it’s crazy they’ve got all these tropical animals here though because they’ve got meerkats then they’ve got giraffes”
you stood laughing the fact ranboo didn’t catch on straight away made it even funnier, he lightly tapped you on the shoulder pretending to be disappointed but ended up laughing and making sure you were okay, you all made your way to see more birds and pretended to be disappointed when tubbo and jack made comments about dnf
“ranboo I’m staying with you tubbos making dnf jokes”
“of course, y/n id love to have you by my side” he turned to the others
“I hope you can sense my expression”
you all continued looking around and found some chinchillas and watched as they all ran around
“nahhh they’re so fast”
“I bet their heart beats so fucking fast”
after watching the animals for a while you all agreed you should probably find your way to the place you need to be. this was going well, till tubbo and jack found toy cars and decided they should sit in them
“short people activities.. you should join them y/n”
“isn’t this how you see normal cars…that’s what I thought”
you stood with tubbo watching jack give a tour of the mani-pad questioning why you willingly woke up early for this. it didn’t take long for their antics to end, yours on the other hand…
“oh my god we found the big boys play area”
you made your way to the mesh climbing area josh not far behind you
“josh you cannot be in there…y/n when did you get up there”
“I ran”
you were about to make your way down whilst the others were playing around with the fake cow however josh and tubbo, bored of playing with the cow, began to climb up meeting you halfway. that was when you all heard a crack
“well shit”
the three of you walked down the ramp laughing the entire time tubbo and josh were playing with the sand when you realised that if you made it to the top there was a slide you were about to climb up again however ranboo noticed and pulled you in for a hug
“absolutely not you’ll get injured”
you dramatically sighed catching josh’s attention, you pointed at the slide and laughed as josh and jack began to climb up until it cracked making jack give up for his own safety, josh however continued, you couldn’t help but laugh as the slide shook whilst he went down.
as much as you wanted to stay in the play area it was time to make your way to do the activity you actually came for. as you were walking you and jack teased ranboo for being tall before being distracted by a shetland pony
“that’s a goat”
“wow I’ve never seen a goat look so much like a shetland pony before”
unsurprisingly you all got distracted by the animals and another play area, you sat on the grass whilst tubbo and josh were on the trampoline and ranboo and jack were sat on a wooden train. you spent this time talking to some of your friends from college
f/n <3: y/n have you even started the summer work?
y/n: no I’ll just do as much as I can later, I brought it with me to tubbos house
Tom <3: call me later I’ll help you
y/n: we don’t do the same subject but okay
f/n <3: I’ll join too
the others had left to race on you tractors and began making their way to the goats before realising you were still on the grass
“I thought it was quiet”
ranboo walked over and picked you up carrying you over to the others
“oh hello boo”
“hello short one”
ranboo noticed another play area and took you along with him, you laughed as he placed you down on the grass and began to race on the obstacle course around 14 seconds later he finished and you all made your way to goat yoga for real this time, you and tubbo said hi to all the animals as you walked by before being interrupted by a goat. you all went over to the rather loud goat, it was around now you were regretting your life choices.
“yo that goat ate another goat”
“I think you might be right”
you were stood petting the goat as jack read out the sign
“Are any of us pregnant”
“I hope not”
“I am”
you continued to talk to the goat deciding to ignore jack and tubbos antics this didn’t last long as tubbo dragged you away claiming he had something amazing to show you.
“…chickens?”
“kfc”
“TUBBO?!?”
you heard ranboo laugh and walk away to tell jack what happened, you and tubbo stood laughing at what just happened, a few minutes later you both made your way back to the others to feed the animals, you laughed as the goat took the food out tubbos and then your hand, it was moments like this neither you or tubbo would forget, ranboo watched the pair of you with a smile, oh how it would hurt when he had to leave. a little while later a worker came over to get everyone ready,
“do you love your clothes”
“no”
“They both made it very clear they don’t care about those hoodies”
you were on the mat between ranboo and jack and watched as the goats were placed into the enclosure with you all, the moment tubbo laid down a goat immediately began climbing on him making you laugh, karma soon caught up as the moment you laid down the same goat began to climb on you.
“Gunther loves climbing”
you watched as the goat named Gunther walked all over jack before jumping onto you, you all signed a contract
“tubbo signed the date as today”
“oh he really did, he signed it as today with a smiley face”
you all laid down watching the goats run and jump around, occasionally running over the four of you
“This is way more dangerous than I was led to believe”
“death by goat sounds pretty cool”
you played with the goats as the others watched one of the goats attempt to eat Jack’s hat whilst on his back before in ranboos words trick shotting off his back. you all began to do the yoga, this was going well for a few minutes you laughed as tubbo and ranboo had goats on their back and you didn’t, this didn’t last long as the goat jumped from ranboos back onto yours resulting in you falling from the plank position, a few moments later Gunther made another appearance jumping all over the four of you, this inspired the other goats as they too began climbing and jumping off the four of you
“I am going to feel that tomorrow”
you looked over to your left noticing one of the goats decided to just stay on ranboos back so rather than helping you and tubbo began to play with the goat
“don’t let him up”
“oh he’s balding…stress, goat taxes are getting too much”
a few minutes later you heard ranboo talking about push-ups, not thinking he was being serious you turned around to see he was in fact serious and was doing push-ups with a goat on his back, jack then went on to do the same until the goat jumped off.
“go on y/n your turn, you did say earlier on the way you were stronger than me”
determined to prove to ranboo that you were stronger you too did push-ups with a goat on your back, however, you only managed to do two until you fell, tubbo cheered you on the entire time. everything was going well, that was when you heard them talking about bringing in a goat named Gary
“do we want Gary”
“I’m worried Gary might be one of the pregnant ones”
you and tubbo just nodded, they wouldn’t tell you anything about the goat apart from the fact his names Gary which made you intrigued to see Gary. you later found out that you all had to warm up from Gary and that he was banned from goat yoga.
“well he sounds fun”
“goat yoga with convicts sounds fun to you y/n”
“yeah”
you and ranboo stood petting a donkey whilst the others watched them find Gary and put the smaller goats away, you heard jack sound confused as to why they were bringing out another goat
“jeff”
“they had to put away the baby goats because jeff might bully them”
the four of you made a pyramid for the goats to walk under this worked for a while until one of the goats had better plans and walked over you and then stood on tubbo. jeff began jumping all over the four of you. if you didn’t have a bruise on you by tomorrow you would be amazed, you were quickly pulled out your own thoughts by tubbo having multiple goats on his back, you stood leaning on ranboo watching as jack got on tubbos back once the goats had jumped off.
“oh no tubbo a goat, I think it’s Gary”
you all continued being jumped and walked over by goats whilst trying to do the yoga a little while after the goats and jack had teamed up against tubbo, jacks hat soon became the centre of attention again this time Gary decided he wanted the hat and wouldn’t give up, jack ended up handing it over to Gary
“Stop bullying me please…actually I would like that back eventually if you don’t mind” he did eventually get it back, well you think so. you and ranboo were a little preoccupied as two of the goats were using the pair of you as a bridge and would constantly keep walking over the pair of you. you all ended the session by cuddling with the goats and you had never been happier.
the ride home was quiet, mainly because you and tubbo fell asleep in the back of the car. the rest of the night was spent on call with Tommy and f/n working on the summer work your college had set whist tubbo and ranboo streamed.
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Goodbye boo.
This is an extra to the great adventures series
Months flew by, it was safe to say you had really enjoyed your time with your friends and you even made new friends. the group scrapbook was full of memories and it was time to start a new one, which was great you were now able to include everyone you had made friends with however there was a slight problem, it was ranboos last night in the Uk. however, this was a problem for you all to deal with after his stream. hours felt like minutes before you knew it all that was left was random Jenga bricks, cards from the game you had finished playing and the full scrapbook on the table, you sat next to ranboo not entirely sure where the others went but at that moment you didn’t care, you didn’t want ranboo to leave, you placed your head on his shoulder the pair of you flicking through the scrapbook laughing at the pictures he would occasionally make jokes about being excited to leave the UK and go back home but you could hear it in his voice he wasn’t ready to leave, this was further confirmed by him pulling you closer to him after reaching the end of the scrapbook
“ranboo…take the scrapbook”
“y/n what no it was started by you Tommy and tubbo I can’t just take that away from you”
“take the fucking scrapbook boo”
tubbo stood in the doorway with billzo laughing
“just take it bossman and be thankful they didn’t replace everything in your suitcase with rocks”
admittedly it caught you off guard tubbo unknowingly said you plan to hide rocks but nonetheless you laughed knowing perfectly well that you had to tell ranboo tomorrow morning about the rocks you had put in the suitcase. the others left not long after you had all cleaned up the mess you had made earlier. the rest of the night was spent talking to tubbo talking about a future trip whilst ranboo packed for the airport. it was clear neither of you was ready to leave him, tears began to fall as it finally hit you, tomorrow you were saying goodbye to one of your closest friends, tubbo pulled you in for a hug you both sat in that position for a while, it didn’t take long for ranboo to show up as he heard you crying in the other room. because of the way you and tubbo were sat you didn’t notice him, they hated seeing you upset your crying caused a chain reaction as moments later when you looked up at ranboo clearly trying to hold back tears the pair of them also started to cry. the remainder of the night was then spent talking over the past few months and looking at all the photos you had taken.
“send me that one y/n”
“out of all photos you want that one- okay then… you do you boo”
eventually, you all fell asleep only to be woken by the alarm a few hours later.
“Turn that shit off”
“I thought I turned off his alarms”
“Y/N YOU TRIED TO SABOTAGE ME”
“YES AND WHAT ABOUT IT”
ranboo laughed before tackling you onto the couch, tubbo was half asleep trying to process what was going on all he knew was that he was going to miss mornings like this.
“look do we really need to take him to the airport let’s go somewhere else”
“I agree”
everyone else disagreed with this which is why you and tubbo were sat in the back of the car next to ranboo. you were able to keep a happy face for the entire trip as you wanted ranboos last moments in the uk for a while to be positive even if it hurt. the entire trip was quiet no one wanted to say anything as they didn’t want to break down into tears, eventually, you broke the silence. mainly because you had to warn him about the rocks in his suitcase.
“So uh if you get stopped by a worker it’s entirely my fault”
“…why”
“rocks”
annoyingly it didn’t take long to get to your destination, you all made your way into the airport. you hated this place right now and you were going to hate it even more in half an hour. time passed quickly which annoyed and tubbo
“isn’t time only meant to go quickly if you’re having fun…I’m not having fun and times going way too fast”
you pulled ranboo into a hug as you heard his flight be called out telling them to make their way, tubbo did the same once you let go
“Have a safe flight text us when you land”
“boo this isn’t goodbye this is simply see you later”
“I’ll see you both later then, stay safe”
tubbo pulled you into a side hug the pair of you waved goodbye and watched him leave. the car ride back to tubbos home was awful no one said anything however the moment the pair of you stood in the room you and ranboo shared you noticed something that caught you completely off guard, ranboo left a note and a hoodie for you, you instantly put the hoodie on, sat next to tubbo and started a new scrapbook waiting for ranboos text, the group was broken for now but you were excited for the future.
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wilbur, quackity, niki, karl, sapnap, x reader !
summary what they do when you can’t fall asleep
genre fluff !
warnings insomnia? not being able to sleep? are these warnings ? i don’t know ? + use of streamers’ real names!
a/n ↴
hello ! i had the sudden motivation to write headcanons, and i’ve seen other writers do this, so i decided to do my take on it !
enjoy some fluff ! <33
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wilbur soot !
- starting off with wilburr, because you can never write enough wilburr
- his sleep schedule is terrible and I feel like he would understand having trouble sleeping
- not the type to get out of bed, rather he tries to get you both asleep
- has you face him with your head on his chest, curled into him
- i feel like he’s probably very warm, like your own personal heater
- but anyways your head is on his chest,
- that way you can listen to his heartbeat
- rubs circles on your back, or runs his finger through your hair, very soothing
- offers to sing you to sleep
- his voice is tired and barely above a whisper
- he’s either singing a cheesy love song, or a song he wrote for/about you
- if after all that you haven’t fallen asleep, you decide to just talk
- lying on your backs, either holding hands or just being close to each other
- and he’s just rambling about everything and anything, things he’s passionate about, the most random absurd things that he for someone reason knows
- sometimes you talk too, rambling or just light conversation between you too
- other times, when you’re too exhausted to reply, you just listen
- occasionally humming in acknowledgment to let him know you’re still listening
- ‘i hate anteaters’ 'mm i know will, i know’
- 'this one time when i was 7 i …’
- 'how are you darling, i hope you had a good day’ 'i’m tired, but this is really nice, will’
- again i feel like he’s just very soothing and will lull you to sleep
- going to add blurbs to the ends of each person’s headcanons!
wilbur pauses, noticing you hadn’t said anything in a while and looks down at you. your chest slowly rising and falling, you look so peaceful, calm. finally asleep. he smiles down at you, bending down to press a light kiss to your forehead. moving closer to you, he presses one final kiss to your temple. 'goodnight, my love’
quackity ! ⭐️
- while i feel wilbur wouldn’t want to get out of bed, quackity would
- but he wouldn’t go very far-
- just to his desk, dragging your blanket along with him
- you pull up a chair next to him, or just sit on his lap, up to you
- your snuggled up together under the blanket, as he starts up his computer
- if you have the energy, you might stream with him
- 'LATE NIGHT ROBLOX ( with my partner ! <3) ’
- a roblox stream, where you mess around
- your sleep-deprived brains laughing at everything
- attempting an obby and just repeatedly dying
- chat is concerned, kinda? but also finds it hilarious
- i feel like he’s also more clingy/cuddly when he’s tired
- so he’s more touchy and almost like a toddler
- chat is clipping it all to put in compilations
- 'y/n and quackity being adorable for 8 minutes straight’ , 'sleep deprived y/n and quackity’, 'tired quackity being a toddler’
- 'y/nnnnn hold my hand pleaseeee’ 'alexxx nooo I’m trying to play robloxxxx’
- leans his head on your shoulder and almost falls asleep while you are playing
- if you’re not in the mood to stream, or just far too tired to
- he decides to play minecraft, just something for you to watch
- this time you’re laying your head on his shoulder while he plays
- he might monologue what he’s doing
- and his voice goes all soft and whispery
- 'and now mi amor, i’m going to kill some sheep’ 'die sheep >:(’
- 'oooh iron!! look babe i found iron !!’
- you just reply with a soft 'mhm’ and a nod against his shoulder
- his monologuing and the movements on the screen, lull you to sleep
alex looks away from his monitor and down at your sleeping figure. 'awh, sleepy baby’ he mumbles to himself. lifting the blanket off himself and you, he moves to face you, and picks you up bridal style, trying his very best not to wake you; knowing how hard it was for you to fall asleep in the first place. he carries you back to bed, lays you down. grabbing the blanket from the desk and placing it over your sleeping figure. 'mission success’ he whispers quietly, smiling. he lays down and places himself under the blanket, moving to hold you in his arms. 'duerme bien mi amor’ he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your nose, before giving into sleep.
- that ended up being a lot longer, i swear this happens every time i write quackity T .T
i apologize for my terrible attempts at spanish, if anything doesn’t make sense, blame google translate, and my friend who i went to for help !
niki ! ☀️
- niki !!
- niki seems very comforting and <33
- she would probably feel bad that you couldn’t sleep and would help you in anyway she can
- 'awh no baby i’m sorry’ 'anything i can do to help?’
- i think first you two would just lay in bed together, cuddling
- similar to what i wrote for wilbur
- i think she would hold you in her arms, as close as possible
- under many layers and fluffy blankets
- makes sure you are warm and comfortable
- rubs her hands up and down your arms
- whispers sweet nothing (that’s so fanfiction i know)
- and her presence alone just makes you sleepy
- if you really can’t fall asleep, then niki comes up with the brilliant idea to bake!
- i know, i know, i said the same thing in my helping with gender dysphoria headcanons, but it’s still true here !
- she just seems like suck a bake-y person, if that makes any sense
- so you find some recipe on Pinterest, probably something along the lines of cookies or brownies, something easy to make
- while it’s baking, you two cuddle on the couch, with some soft music in the background
- make sure to set a timer in case you fall asleep !!
- and when the cookies are done, you drag your blanket with you and sit on the kitchen counter, eating whatever you baked
- by then it’s pretty late (depending on when you got out of bed)
- and you are probably tired, so you decide to try sleeping again
- this time, the combination of warm blankets, her soothing touch, and being worn out from your late-night baking session
- is enough to put you to sleep
- niki’s arms are very comfortable, and a great source of warmth
'lovely?’ niki asks, noticing your eyes, close to shutting, exhaustion evident in them. 'mhmm?’ you manage to reply, 'you look so tired my love, want to try sleeping again? you simply nod your head. niki gets of the counter and grabs your hand, walking you to the bedroom. you once again find yourself enveloped in blankets and warmth, back in niki’s arms. this time sleep comes easier. niki softly kisses your forehead, before whispering, 'i hope you sleep well my love’. and that’s the last you hear, before finally drifting off to sleep.
karl !
- karl <33
- another one who feels bad for you
- even though he also has a terrible sleep schedule
- i think he also has trouble sleeping, so he will understand you :)
- he would not want to get out of bed
- just wants to cuddle you to sleep
- but since you’ve probably already tried that, considering you two definitely sleep all cuddled up (but that’s a different set of headcanons-)
- you two will go under the covers, still cuddled up and close to one another
- and you’ll watch either movies, shows, youtube, anything along those lines; on either your or karl’s phone
- i’m leaning towards movies, especially longer ones
- i feel like those would more likely make you sleepy
- or if you’re watching youtube, i think you would be watching like satisfying slime videos ? you know?
- i don’t know i feel you two send each other satisfying tiktoks and it just became a thing you enjoy
- like, does anyone know those videos with sand? the ones where they cut it and put it into tall glasses and flatten it?
- if you don’t know what i mean this probably sounds really odd-
- anyways if you are not watching movies, i feel like you would watch that
- there is probably not much talking, since you are both very tired
- the brightness and volume of the phone are low, and its leaning against a pillow or one of your legs, since you gave up trying to hold it up
- and you just watch stuff till you fall asleep, or till you are tired enough that you can turn it off
- except for that one time you two accidentally stayed up till 5 am, and then passed out and woke up at 1 pm
- sometimes if you don’t feel like using devices, karl just holds you in his arms
- neither of you is asleep, but you’re both tired, and it’s really comfortable silence
- eventually, you fall asleep in his arms, even if it takes a while
finally, your breathing slows, as you drift off to sleep in karl’s embrace. he’s just as tired as you, eyes droopy, almost closed. but he notices that you’ve finally fallen asleep. he smiles down at you, admiring your sleeping face. pressing a few light kisses, on your eyelids and nose and a final on your forehead. he whispers out, just barely audible, voice filled with sleepiness, 'goodnight, sleep well baby’
sapnap !
- sap nap sapnap.
- he’s probably fast asleep, leaving you alone to stare at the ceiling
- after a while of pointless attempts of falling asleep, you decide to get up
- he finds you on the couch staring at the turned-off tv, a glass of water on the table in front of you
- 'baby? what are you doing up?’ 'why didn’t tell me you couldn’t sleep :(’
- sits next to you on the couch and wraps his arms around
- his head is on top of yours and it’s pretty peaceful until he decides that this isn’t going to work
- he gives up on the idea of you two getting any sleep tonight
- 'if you can’t sleep then i’m not going to either’
- tells you to put your shoes and a jacket on, as he searches for the car keys
- grabs your hand and drags you to the car
- 'mm sap where are we going?’ 'to mcdonalds ’ 'at this hour? 'yep :)’
- the drive is quiet, there aren’t many cars, the city quiet and calm
- the radio is on, turned-down, and sap’s hand is either on your thigh or intertwined with yours, the entire drive
- you make it to the drive-through and order your food. you park somewhere in front of the restaurant
- you two sit in silence, the only sounds coming from the radio
- you enjoy food, and sap still hasn’t moved his hand from off your leg
- he’s tired and just wants affection :(
- i can imagine his hand in yours doing that thumb thing
- anyways you drive home, and as soon as you walk into the house you both flop onto the bed
- something about late-night drives in a quiet city makes you very sleepy
- at this point, i think you are probably tired enough to fall asleep
- you two get under the covers and he mumbles 'come here’ , his voice filled with sleepiness
- you move into his open arms and he just cacoons you with his warmth and affection
- you can’t resist and give into sleep, finally
'mm baby come here’ he mumbles quietly, his sleepy voice you find absolutely adorable. you simply nod and move into his embrace. he wraps his arms around you, warmth radiating off him. you gladly accept the affection, nuzzling into his chest. your eyes flutter shut, barely still awake. 'night baby’ he whispers, places the softest kiss to the top of your head. 'goodnight sap’ you barely get out, before giving into sleep, finally asleep.
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that’s all ! hope you enjoyed reading! thank you for all love and support that i have received while on here, even though i’m so inconsistent with writing. ily all <3
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