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kitybur · 2 years

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𝐬𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 | 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭 & 𝐛𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐨

⌦ in which wilbur and the bench trio don’t want you to be alone in christmas eve, and invite themselves into your home to spend it with you.

— warnings: swearing, pronouns not mentioned, celebrating christmas (?)

| hi!! this is my first ever request, but i was wondering if you could write smth with the benchtrio + wilbur where they find out you don’t have anyone to spend the holidays with?? could be any holiday, and they like invite you to celebrate with them?? if not, thats totally fine!!! with she/her or she/they prns :)) |

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the snow was thicker and heavier than it had been during any other december. when the wind blew, it knocked some snow off a nearby tree and onto the window frame in the living room, where it slowly melted and slid off, leaving the window foggy and wet.

with the temperature dropping every hour, you made sure to put on warm clothes; sweatpants, long-sleeve, jumper, and even wool socks. you made sure your heaters were on and turned up enough to almost make the house a sauna.

it wasn’t planned to be spending your christmas eve cold and alone, sitting on your leather couch with a thick blanket around you as you watched the snow fall faster then you could blink. it was just too packy for your old car to drive out of the driveway, let alone make it down the road.

you opted on getting up and curling in bed, where you knew it would be warm with a book you’ve been wanting to read. or maybe catch up on a show you haven’t quite finished yet. nodding to yourself, you grip the blanket tight around you and stand up, making your way to your room as the doorbell rang.

who would be here in this type of weather? eyebrows furrowed in confusion, you walk to the front door and open it. you’re surprised to see four people standing on the front deck, white dusting their clothes and snowflakes in their hair.

tommy walks in first, greeting you with a small ‘hello’ as he takes off his snow boots and placed them on a mat to dry. he finishes by taking off his blue puff jacket and hanging it up, the rest of the boys following suit.

no one says anything at first, moving to settle in the living room where the area was just beginning to get warmer. you smile at the sight and walk over to your record player, putting on some classic christmas music as you sit next to wilbur on the couch.

“w-what are you guys doing here?” you asked, still confused as tubbo sits on the floor between tommy and ranboo, grabbing the spare blanket that was rested on the lounge chair behind him. he drapes it over his, and the other two’s legs.

“wilbur drove us over.” tommy answers plainly, his attention caught on your sparkling christmas tree.

your head snapped to wilbur. “you drove here? do you see how bad the roads are?” it was a light scold, wilbur shrugged.

“i heard you were by yourself, and no one should be on christmas eve. the boys and i were already together so we decided to come over.” your heart bursted with happiness as he finished talking. it felt euphoric that even in a shitty condition like this they would still make their way to you.

you gave each boy a smile, which they gave back just as happy. “alright then, who wants hot chocolate?” they all sputtered ‘me!’ out at the same time, causing you to chuckle at the looks on their faces when you asked.

you quickly headed to the kitchen and made five glasses of hot chocolate, adding wipped cream and a candycane as well. with wilbur’s help, you both brought the drinks to the boys, who thanked you and took small sips of the hot beverage.

in the midest of drinking, tommy stood up abruptly, his mug on the coffee table as he grabbed the tv remote from it. “oh, the weather outside is frightful.” he sang. the song was playing on the recorder as he made his way to ranboo. “but the fire is so delightful. since we've no place to go.” tommy pulled ranboo up, being careful of his drink as he handed him the remote.

“let it snow, let it snow, let it snow.” ranboo continued. the song played softly in the background as the room now filled with the groups laughter, tommy and ranboo taking a short bow as you pressed for the next song. and from there, you and the four boys sang your hearts out to “rockin’ around the christmas tree’, and going as far as making your own little dance choreography to it.

you hadn’t even realized how late it was until you checked the clock, being busy with playing board games, drinking more coco, eating cookies and the bench trio playing in the snow on the back deck. it was now half past nine, and wilbur seemed to notice as well as he packed up the game you all had just finished and stood up.

“i told tubbo’s parents i’d bring them back before eight incase the snow got bad. oops.” he didn’t really care that they stayed longer than intended, he was happy that they got to spend today with you. “c’mon boys, let’s get you home.”

they whined as they stood up, walking to the front door and shrugging on their coats and shoes. the bench trio gave you a big group hug, thanking you for a wonderful day as they walked outside. the three of them almost falling down the driveway from the ice hidden under the snow.

wilbur was putting on his jacket when you hugged him. “thank you for visiting wil, you guys really didn’t have too.”

he hugged you back before you both let go and he placed his beanie on his brown curls. “it’s no problem at all! if you’re ever alone for a holliday, don’t hesitate to call, okay?”

you bit your lip nodding. wilbur smiled, walking out of the house and to his car. the snowflakes sticking to him could have anyone thinking his jacket came in white and not the bright yellow it did.

you waved from the doorstep, watching the car pull out of the driveway (getting stuck a few times) and driving away. you sighed with a smile, the happy feeling still lingering as you closed the door and sat on the couch, listening to more music as the outside world turned into a real life snow globe.

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im so sorry this took so long to write, i had been off tumblr for a bit and been trying to write some fics that were lingering in my drafts but i hope you liked this! i also just realized it said they invite reader over and i changed it around but i hope that’s okay. <3 ew it’s kinda short im also sorry about that 😪

#mcyt imagine #dsmp #mcytumblr #wilbur soot x reader #tommyinnit x reader #tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #wilbur soot imagine #tommyinnit imagine #tubbo imagine #ranboo imagine #benchtrio x reader

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grey-rambles · 2 years

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Making a new post about it so I can tag again....

My DSMP Holiday Imagine Exchange closes in 24hrs!!! Last chance to sign up if you're interested!!!

It'll be a lot of fun!! I hope to see you there.

#georgenotfound x reader #dreamwastaken x reader #technoblade x reader #wilbur soot x reader #sapnap x reader #karl jacobs x reader #jschlatt x reader #mcyt x reader #dsmp x reader #benchtrio x reader #holiday exchange #hoping these tage will have a bigger reach than last time lol

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kyllium · 1 year

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Tommy and CO Incorrect Quotes!

Ranboo: Uh oooohhhh

Tommy: What?

Tubbo: Somebody’s in looooveee

Tommy: haha, yeah right. I just think Y/N’s cool, okay?

Tommy: It’s not like I’ll lay awake at night THINKING about them

Later at night

Tommy: Uh oh.

#tom simons #TommyInnit #dsmp x reader #tommyinnit x reader #benchtrio

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dsmp-enthusiast · 2 months

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Imagine:

YANDERE BENCHTRIO

It's only the characters, not the content creators!

Like, Tommy just trying to guilt trip you into staying. (he kinda sucks at it for like, uh, 60% of the time.)

At this point Tommy would probably annoy you into staying with them, it works better than the guilt tripping tbh.

Tommy probably will throw a whole ass fit if you tell him that you want to leave or time for yourself, only for Tubbo to calm Tommy down and convince you into staying. (for their sanity pls.)

Tho, Tubbo would probably also try to guilt trip you, yet, unlike Tommy, he actually succeeds with it. (and is way more subtle about it.)

Tubbo would also be a lot, a LOT, more calmer about you than Tommy and Ranboo, he'll make you think he depends on you for most things.

Like, honestly? Tommy gets a little too wild sometimes, no front, and Tubbo wants to make you stay for small tasks and short moments so you'll think he lets you go afterwards, only for Tubbo to want some cuddles from you. (you can't possibly say no to that, can you?)

Ranboo is probably the worst out of them, like, he'll be completely chill and all and jokes with you, but the moment you want to be without him, he'll just stare at you coldly as if you just committed a crime.

Ranboo would probably be the worst and best one out of them to be with, like, yeah he can get fucking crazy when you try to resist their affection or if you want a moment without him, but he's also the most uhm... stable one?

At least Ranboo makes it seem that way, he'll be the calmest to be around, not overbearing like Tommy but rather chill, not always trying to cling to you like Tubbo, he'll be happy as long as you don't push him away, occasionally he pats your head or rambles about something.

#yandere benchtrio #c!dsmp #c!benchtrio #c!tommyinnit #c!tubbo #c!ranboo #yandere c!dsmp #platonic c!dsmp #yandere c!dsmp x reader

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pretty-amorphous-blob · 2 years

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Skin is not always so pretty

familial / platonic c!beeduo and sbi x reader

Disclaimer: there are a lot of pet names used in a familial/platonic way and a lot of platonic physical affection. Also somewhat graphic depictions of eczema and pain.

You cursed as you woke up, feeling the tightness in your face and inevitably the rest of your body, groaning quietly at the pain. The eczema was really bad today.

Getting up took about ten minutes, with the incrimental shifting towards the tub of salve on your bedside table, and a combo pain and healing potion made for you especially by Philza. Eventually sitting up you took the potion mixture, making a face at the taste, and rubbed the salve onto your joints, it wouldn’t solve the problem, but it would at least allow you to hobble towards the shower.

Walking to the shower was a grueling task, you carried a topical ointment also from Philza and salve with you as you went, as well as the linen strips for wet wraps and clean cotton pajamas. Every inch your skin moved made you keen in agony, and tears began to form in your eyes. It hurt so bad, you wanted to curl up and cry, but you knew the only way to fend off the burning dryness was to shower and moisturize.

The bathroom wasn’t very far, and you were almost there when you heard a familiar voice call your name drowsily.

You tried your best to hide it from them since the flare up had started, wearing long sleeves all the time, covering your face with a mask, showering incredibly early and late at night, blaming it on workout routines. You built a schedule to avoid them seeing the red scaly patchiness on your skin, downing numbing potions like they were going out of stock everyday to keep the constant twinges and itchiness away. Philza was a saint, keeping your secret nd experimenting with Techno to come up with treatment potions.

They noticed the strange behavior of course, but they just ignored it in favor of respecting your boundaries. They all had weird things, Ranboo hated eye contact and Tubbo hated fireworks, but this? This was disastrous, Tubbo was awake, and he seen your uncovered face, your arms, everything. His eyes widened in shock, seeing the red patches and wrinkled dry skin around your joints. It was humiliating.

You froze, tears still collecting in your eyes, this time from shame as well as pain. You didn’t have time to explain though, you needed to shower, or you were gong to die. Well not literally die, but the pain was making you lightheaded even with the potion.

You rushed into the bathroom and slammed the door shut, hurriedly sorting all your care items on the counter and turning the fan on. Now for the hardest part, undressing. You always dreaded this, peeling clothing off the oozing cracks hurt so much. Sometimes it was easier to literally get in the shower and then take off your clothes as the water softened your skin and washed away the crusted blood and fluid.

You hissed in pain as you gently peeled away your shirt ignoring the fire burning across your body. The process took at least five minutes, and you muffled pained groans and gasps by biting your hand. Not the best coping strategy, but hey, hiding a severe medical condition from your bestfriends wasn’t easy.

Soon enough you had finished your shower, despite the fact that you had to be incredibly gentle and took way longer than what would be considered normal. You definitely would have to go back to Philza at some point to make sure nothing was infected but for the time being you were dead set on not getting caught scurying back to your room in shorts and a tank top that barely covered your back.

When you left the bathroom you saw Ranboo and Tubbo speaking in the kitchen looking concerned as their ears twitched and ranboo’s tail flicked back and forth anxiously. You snuck by them and got to your room, laying a towel on the floor, and attempted to rub the ointment Philza made you into the problem areas. You were trying your best to avoid the wing friendly tanktop and running shorts you had on. They were the only clothes you had that didn’t cover the problem areas but also wouldn't absorb the precious concoction Philza had so graciously made you.

A knock on your door made you jerk suddenly and you whimpered in pain. You knew it would be easier to let them help you, but the humiliation and shame of letting them see your condition made you shrink into yourself. You didn’t want them to see your skin, they would think you were hideous. A monster, despicable, they would shun you like a leper.

“Sunshine? Is your skin acting up?” you heard Tubbo’s gentle voice come through the door, and you let out another quiet whimper. “I’m gonna take that as a yes. Is it alright if Ranboo and I help you?”

You wanted them to, it would be so nice to be taken care of, gentle hands helping you put the ointment and salve on and then helping with the bandages. You always did them in a hurry, leaving them sloppy and barely effective, good enough to get the job done but not remotely like the first time Philza showed you how. The vulnerability was terrifying, but you knew you were part of their family, and they would care fo you just the same as Tommy, Michael, or Shroud.

It would be the same as Tubbo applying Michael’s anti-necrotic potion each night to stablize his condition.

It would be just like Ranboo massaging Tubbos left shoulder when it had phantom pains from the execution.

It would be like you and Tubbo searching for Ranboo in the dark hours of the morning, only to lure the lanky man’s enderwalk state back home with chorus fruit and grass blocks.(Ranboo stocked up on both for such events.)

You knew they would care for you so you opened the door, stepping back and hanging your head in shame, while shivering with pain

Ranboo immediately rushed to your side, softly stroking your hair and examining your skin gently. “Oh honey, it's really bad huh?” you sniffle as he softly runs his free hand over your arms and back, gently moving you to sit on the towel Tubbo moved to your bed. “Shh, its alright, Tubbo’s gonna help okay? We’re here. We’ve got you.” as forgetful as the guy was he could be awful sweet.

Tubbo shuffled onto the bed with you, picking up the tub of ointment and the salve. “Where do I put the ointment sunshine?”

You let out a small sigh at that, tears continuing to roll down your cheeks. You look at the floor and mumble “Back, arms, and the l-lower part of my legs.”

Tubbo starts to apply the potion, his touch is ever so gentle and caring, and it makes you weep all the more. You felt so vulnerable and scared, the only person who had ever helped you with this before was Philza, and he was practically your dad. The soft rubbing sensation eased the burning and throbbing pain rushing through your skin, and Tubbo softly hushed your whimpers as he worked on your arm.

Ranboo kneels in front of you, somehow still taller than you, and moves to card one of his hands through your hair. You catch it and push it away, for fear of hurting him with the wet strands.

“I took a water resistance potion love, it’s fine.” he smiles genuinely and you move your hand back to your lap. Ranboo immediately puts his hand back against your head, gently tugging through the hair and softly smiling down at you. It feels too loving, too real.

Tubbo had finished your back and moved on to your left arm, and it hurt. Your muscles were stiff and your skin felt tight and painful. “Hey boo, do you wanna do their legs to get it done faster?”

Ranboo immediately warbled in agreement, and started to work on your legs, rubbing gently and softly, careful to not scrape you with his talons.

Tubbo then shifted closer to you, and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “We’re almost done, Yeah? You’re doing so well sunshine, so proud of you.” he murmurs reassurances as he moves to the right arm. The muscles ached from lack of use, a side effect of hiding in your room all day to avoid being seen, and every press on them hurt a little bit. It felt so nice, but it also felt so so so scary. Would this make them see you different?

Ranboo interrupted you thoughts, seeming to catch on to the negative spiral as he started on the left leg. “You wanna watch some movies and cuddle with us after this? I can give Michael to Tommy for today, he’ll understand. Plus he’s been hinting at a playdate with Shroud for a while now.” He was watching you carefully as he spoke, relieved to see your tears becoming less and less as you sank back into Tubbo, relaxing a bit from the care you were being given. It was so tender, and strange, you never treated your skin this delicately, there wasn’t time for that.

You hummed in affirmation as Ranboo finished up your legs, slumping even further into Tubbo and curling into his chest while shivering from the waves of razor sharp pain. They both cooed at you in sympathy. Ranboo has a distorted enderian trill as he softly rubs your cheek, and Tubbo’s hand moves to your hair and he mutters more reassurances quietly into your hair.

“Ranboo can you grab a numbing potion, some gauze and the linen strips? I don’t want to move them y’know?” Ranboo smiled again and nodded moving away from you.

“Of course, I’ll call Tommy to get the kid as well” Ranboo leans down and presses a kiss to your forehead and chirped quietly.

After about ten minutes he came back with a worried looking Tommy in tow.

“Are they alright, do I need to get Philza?” you winced at your loud friend, barely comprehending anything over the blood rushing in your ears from pain, snuggling closer to Tubbo when he entered the room.

“Oh” Tommy breathed. “How long will it take the flare to go down, do ya think?” they were talking in hushed whispers and Ranboo shrugged.

“They’ve never had one this bad, but hopefully soon. I hate seeing them in pain.” a small pained trill came from him as he walked over and sat on the bed with a potion and two sets of bandages. “You should probably go though, they need treatment and probably a lot of rest.” Tommy nodded in agreement, looking over at you and Tubbo, smiling fondly at the scene before leaving to collect the two children running rampant in the house.

“Hey darling, I’ve got a numbing potion for you,” you perk up at the sound of that and shift to look at him, “here, it should help.” Ranboo presses the potion to your lips and Tubbo continues to brush your hair, soothing the throb of pain throughout your body.

Soon the numbing potion took effect and you could move and speak easily without too much pain. It had subsided into a dull burning sensation and you could sit up enough for ranboo to start the wet wraps.

“I was supposed to soak the bandages in two parts water and one part potion correct?” Ranboo looked to you for guidance.

“Yeah, thats what Philza said. He also said to cover them with dry dressings and wear pure cotton clothing while I have a flare, so.” you slurred tiredly as Tubbo hummed in agreement, still stroking your hair.

Tubbo shifts behind you, moving his arms to push you up a bit “Can you sit up so we can apply the wrappings?” you nod carefully, and Tubbo guides you to sit up fully, facing Ranboo again. His ears are twitching and his tail lazily wraps around just above your knee, avoiding the tender skin on your lower legs.

“Okay, we’ll be gentle and try to do this quick, alright sunshine?” you hum, not in nearly as much pain as before, but still not quite with it. Ranboo takes a small vial out of his pocket and drinks it before grabbing the wet linen strip for application.

The process is still painful but less of a mind numbing, searing pain, and more, a dull throbbing pain. They work quickly and efficiently, the bandages applied with expert care. probably a side effect of wartime first aid. The wet wraps help a lot and soon they’ve applied the gauze, you notice how much more secure it is, as well as how dry the outer layer is.

Tubbo pulls you back into his chest and Ranboo crawls up onto the bed, sitting in front of you and Tubbo, while sroking the line of your face.

“All done kiddo, we can watch a movie and relax now okay?” Ranboo smiles at you and looks back at his husband who hasn’t let you go since this whole thing started forty minutes ago.

“yep , just like boo said, we’re all done sunshine. You can relax and sleep now, we’re not going anywhere.” he turns so you were on your side and Ranboo covers you with a light blanket, laying beside you two.

You feel so sleepy and taken care of, it’s hard to stay awake, especially when you hear Ranboo’s little trills and Tubbo’s soft bleating. Somehow you fall asleep on top of Tubbo with Ranboo’s tail around your waist, and for the first time in a while you have a peaceful sleep.

And if Techno and Philza come around occasionally with inventory full of salves and potions intended for you, well that’s nobody’s business.

And if shroud mysteriously has playdates with Michael on the really bad days, well, Tommy just has really good timing.

And if Ranboo and Tubbo devote the early hours of the day and the late hours of the evening helping you with your skin until the flare goes down, well, no one had to know.

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rheagodlywrites · 2 years

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CODE:Broken

Sbi x Robot! reader part two

When traveling Y/n comes back for a while to see her old family. The people that took them in. Tommy spends time with her but only for Dream to ruin the moment

[Part One]

I hauled my bag back to the familiar lands of the SMP. The huge cobblestone towers that Tommy would make, the large sign that said fear. I recognized it from the memory banks. I guide myself to the house that Techno and Phil stayed at since you wanted to visit. Having found no clues about why I was activated or why my memory was distorted, left me a bit frazzled. As i walked through the ice and snow, my memory files pulled from the last I had spoke with everyone.

I knocked on the door patiently waiting for someone to answer.

“Tommy I told you not to come back. I can’t-“ the door opened to an angered Techno but his face softened almost immediately.

“Greetings Technoblade. May I come in? My servos may freeze if I push my heating system any further.” He allowed me to enter without a word. I place my things neatly on the floor and sit in a chair.

“I will be recharging. Give me one second, please.” I had figured out very quickly that I was solar powered. All I had to do was stand in the sun for a few hours. Like any human, I could close my eyes and ‘rest’ to recharge. I did this for about ten minutes before opening your eyes.

“Now then. Have you been well in the time I was absent?” I inquired.

“Yes. I have. What about you? It’s been A while.”

“Oh I’ve been the same I suppose. I learned how to lower my emotion meter to get more work done. I’ve learned a lot in the time that has passed. Do you know where Tommy is?” I question. Techno shrugged.

“You have a communicator. Message him?” I nod,remembering and tap my temple.

“Ok I’ll see you later. Farewell,Techno.” My leave was quick as I left to meet with Tommy. I found the boy on the prime path. Prime who’s he had a strong belief to.

“Y/n! You’re back! I missed you!” He hugged me like no tomorrow. I pat his head.

“Careful. You may break me. This body can only handle so much.” He let go awkwardly laughing off the moment. I walk with Tommy listening as he filled me in on what has happened. Some of it wasn’t as bad as others but one thing that stood out was that Dream escaped with Technoblade’s help. Tommy had to be distressed about it but I had no place to say too much. I don’t even feel like a human does. I may look human, but I will never be one.

“Hey Tommy. Let’s go. I wish to make you a meal. Just allow me to obtain the materials. I don’t have the main things I need currently.”

We searched for the items I needed. Tommy was more than willing to help but he was slightly silly. A pig had gutted him and he fell over. He got back on his feet but started yelling curses at the pig running after it. When we agreed to head toward my house that I built in case I came back, we started hunting in that direction. As we walked through the forests, a man in a green hood and a mask was standing in our way. We could only see his mouth, which was unsettling for Tommy. He hid away behind me.

“Hey Tommy~” His voice sounded sweet but was laced with a certain venom that the human mind wouldn’t notice right away.

“Tommy why don’t you come here? We’re friends,right? I just wanna talk. We have so much to catch up on since I escaped. Now come here.” Tommy stayed behind me only caused Dream to press his lips into a thin line. Suddenly his voice changed into one that was pure poison.

“Tommy. Here. Now. Or do I have to remind you want happens when you don’t listen?”

It was almost immediately. Tommy slowly walked to him. He was shaking all over and tears flowed freely. I push Tommy back behind me and approach Dream.

“You are a threat to the safety. Please evacuate the area or I will have to activate my self defense protocol.” Dream ignored my presence entirely until I pushed him back further from Tommy.

“I said leave.” I copy his tone but this..made things worse. I wish I’d known him. Maybe things would have changed.

“Move out of my way. I will claim what’s mine.”

“You may have manipulative abilities that work on humans..but I am a robot. A machine that will protect Tommy. Now leave.”

“You fucking robotic bitch. You think I’m gonna listen to you?! Well you have another thing coming!” Dream pulled his axe out and cut my head off. While my body can still function, it’ll only be an amount of time before I deactivated. Dream tore my legs,arms and torso apart. My voice box was mildly damaged but I couldn’t get words out right . He just kept going until my body was mangled. When he finally left Tommy was in shambles. He cried mumbling about how it is his fault and he is to blame.

“TuBbO. GeT HiM.”

My voice wasn’t good but Tommy understood. He put my head in a bag and carried the rest of my body. I felt my power slowly dip into my emergency reserves.

“Tubbo!” Tommy screamed, kicking the door down as he ran inside. Tubbo was eating with Ranboo but upon seeing me, they instantly got up and lead Tommy to his work station. Tubbo had Tommy set me on a workbench. Tubbo rewired my head back in my shoulders and did his best in what he had left of my body. Tommy managed to get all my parts it was a matter of stabilizing me.

“Y/n..Don’t worry. I’m gonna put you into emergency mode and when you wake up you’ll feel brand new.” Tubbo pressed the back of your head and a screen flashed on my vision.

!!!EMERGENCY MODE PROTOCOL!!!

Shutting down for reset…

Darkness was what I felt. It was like last time but..I remember everything. Tommy, Wilbur, Phil, Technoblade, Ranboo and everyone else. When I open my eyes, Tubbo looked exhausted. Tommy was passed out in a chair and Ranboo on the floor.

“Y/n! You’re back! Is everything ok?!” Tubbo asked.

“Running diagnostics.” As my system checked my everything I noticed something different.

“System is clear but why do I have markings?” There were faint lines on my legs and arms.

“Sorry, Bossman. I tried but I couldn’t get the metal to seamlessly go back together. I guess you can say you’re cool like us! You have scars now!” He smiled but for some reason a liquid fell down my face.

“What’s this?” Tubbo panicked.

“Oh! Uh! You’re crying! Oh shit! Sorry man!” He wiped the tears but how can I do that.

“How can I even cry? I have an emotional meter but still..”

“I guess you’re more advanced than you thought. I also found chip. It says memory so I want you to have it. Maybe it had old memories?” He hands me the chip and I stare for a while. I shake my head and crush it with my hand.

“I don’t need old memories anymore. I just need what I have now.” Tommy started to wake up, his snoring slowly disappearing.

“Y/n..?” He asked exhausted.

“It’s clear you two need rest. Come on. Let me take you to bed.” I lifted Tommy into my arms and Tubbo trailed behind. Ranboo floated behind us but left us on the way. I helped them both into bed but before I could go, Tommy latched onto my arm.

“Don’t leave. Not like last time..” his voice was desperate. So I stayed. I sat in a chair next to them and held Tommy’s hand.

“I won’t let this happen ever again. I will make sure that one day.. you’ll be free.”

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sanderchu · 2 years

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could you write something where dream adds a younger streamer (like 18yo) to the smp and their channel starts blowing up really fast like ranboo’s did so ranboo, tommy, and tubbo just give them advice and help them?? tysm <3

Just a Little advice

Description: y/n just got added to the smp since they were young (18) they didn’t expect to blow up so big until you actually did. Because of that the benchtrio would notice you be a bit stressed from it so they decide to give you a bit of friendly advice

Characters: benchtrio(🐝,❤️,👑)

All platonic!

Reader: Gn!reader

Tubbo🐝=tech advice

- tubbo will help you get all the good electronics

- Teaches you all the features and settings

- Your tech guy if you need him

- Gives you a little list of tips for small things to help when he can’t help

- Like those people in tech stores telling you about the product but then recommends something more expensive but for tubbo he actually offers to pay some of it if not all

- Helped you build your set up and tested everything out for you

Ranboo 👑=content advice

- helps you with content

- Makes sure you have a way to collect audience

- Always helping you get ideas apart from the smp to capture more people

- Helps you set it all up and even plays the game with you to help you out

- Tells you about what the people want to see and what they don’t do you can stay on top

- Tells you to be natural with your jokes and skits nothing I meant to be planned to only thing meant to be planned is the stream time and date apart from that everything else comes naturally

Tommy❤️=dumb advice/personality advice

- “How to get woman 101”

- His advice is the last thing you want

- Always giving dumb advice telling you not to listen to the others and to only listen to him

- No but fr his advice is mainly about how you be who you want not how others want you to

- Teaches you how to really take hate not seriously like he does because if you don’t it can sting

- Teaching you to become a chill person being yourself

- Someone doesn’t like your content or talks shit about you? Turn it into a joke

- People are spreading rumors? Think of the bright side, your getting more popular from it because people are trying to find out it’s true and you get to watch ppl fight on social platforms

- Overall he wants you to really make whatever you can into a joke to help with mental health and content

#dsmp x reader #dsmp imagine #dsmp scenario #mcyt imagine #dsmp #mcyt #mcyt x reader #scenario #tommyinnit #tubbo #ranboo #benchtrio #tubbo x reader #ranboo x reader #tommy ranboo and tubbo #tommyinnit x reader

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1donoow · 11 months

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CONTENT CREATOR FANFICS REC Pt.1

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Ranboo

Technoblade

Tommyinnit

Quackity

Dreamxd

Wilbur soot

Jschlatt

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@mcyt-peach - getting attention from author!reader

- playing fnaf security breach with them

- late night shopping

@peacheskimi - headcannon

@mothra-mcyt - reacting to young reader getting a weirdchamp donos

- reacting to reader sleeping with a stuffed animal

- reaction to reader who loves space and stars

@chippedaxe - demon mcyt hc (demon!mcyt)

@peppermin - favorite cuddle position

@rae-writes - ___ (platonic adult!reader)

- parental smp pt.1 pt.2

@god1ngs - petnames

@dsmpxreaderstuff - affectionate reader

@smol-cherry - dsmp w/ injured s/o

@lvyu - and we're live!

@basilly - lockscreen (feral boys + wilbur)

@the-emptied-brain-contents - how dsmp members would react to finally meeting you in person

@bozowrites - baby meets viewers pt 3

@beewastaken - internet brothers (Cc!benchtrio x younger!reader)

@dreamholic - wiping off their kisses

@satansmanger - kissing them while they're streaming

@akasuki - reacting to their s/o wearing their hoddie

@wrenqueenisboss - Chaos Is Not "Pog" (bench trio x older sibling!reader)

@kzuhasluvr - Tubbo + Tommyinnit with a skilled game developer sibling

@1sapnapsimp - walking in while their streaming/recording a video (platonic!bench trio)

@applekoshi - you are so gorgeous (cc! benchtrio)

@dsmpxreaderstuff - Reader losing/breaking their glasses

@crystalcow - oh sister of mine

@fandomlit - flirting 101

@etheriaaly - surprise, surprise

@wrenqueenisboss - bee hybrid!reader(3/4)

@beeindaclouds - C!DSMP reacting to Butterfly Hybrid! Reader

- Crew Boys with a Reader who has tics

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Ranboo

@ohlovejoy - falling asleep on them

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Technoblade

@isadora-larkspur - standing infront of them protectively

@milqueandsugar - your tea is ready (peonix!reader)

@sunniewrites - blooming season (flower shop au!)

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Tommyinnit

@isadora-larkspur - touch starved

- dating tommy would include

@livelle - hc and blurbs

- headcannon (c!tommy x filipino!reader)

- the greatest protector

@mcyt-peach - troublemaker takeover(sister!reader)

- speaking of the sister(sister!reader)

@for-memories-sacrifice - big man best brother(sister!reader)

- Being Tommy’s Sibling

@tapesfrom1980 - sisterinnit

@ze-maki-nin - Tommy dating an Artist! Reader

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Quackity

@mcyt-peach - knitting with quackity on stream

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Dreamxd

@god1ngs - headcannon (deity!reader)

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Wilbur soot

@lyssys - comparing hands with Wilbur

- wilbur revealing your relationship to people

@sabbaticalmain - streaming w/ clingy wilbur

@staticwritesalot - Dating Wilbur soot

@for-memories-sacrifice - Being Wilbur’s Sibling

- needy

@simpoot - knitted jumper

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Jschlatt

@mcyt-peach - flirting with schlatt

^ - being on chuckle sandwich as schlatt's s/o

#masterlist #content creator rec #ranboo x reader #technoblade x reader #tommyinnit x reader #quackity x reader #dreamxd x reader #wilbur soot x reader #schlatt x reader #dreamsmp x reader

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annesuxs · 2 years

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cooking/baking with them hcs!

parings: platonic!cc!nihachu x reader, platonic!cc!quackity x reader, platonic!cc!benchtrio x reader, platonic!cc!georgenotfound x reader

(the pronouns are basically you, yours, and yourself )

warnings/ mentions of fire I think that’s it let me know!

sum🦛ma🧟‍♂️ry 👄: minecraft🕺 YouTubers🐜 cook👩‍🍳/bake🦴 with🏏 you⚔️

(sorry I’m in a goofy mood.) (not proofread)

Nihachu!

Niki actually helps you slash real

She helps with the baking and helps with the cleaning up

She does not leave you to do all the work

Moving on you both decided to bake brownies!

So earlier you went out to buy the ingredients

(Brownie mix, frosting(?), eggs, milk, etc.)

- “Okay according to this list we need the milk, ours expired, eggs, we don’t have any, chocolate frosting, baking spray, and sprinkles.” Niki informed

“Okay I’ll go get the milk and eggs. Can you go get the baking and decorating stuff?”

You accidentally threw water at Niki after washing your hands

(You know when your hands are wet and you flick them at people? Yeah that but you did it on accident)

Started a water throwing war and completely forgot about the brownies

“OhmygoshNikiIdidnotmeantosplashyouwithwaterohmygoodnessI’msosorryareyouokay?” I spoke quickly

“[Name]!” Niki squealed out “You’re so going to pay for this!” Niki quickly walked over to the kitchen sink turning on the water and wetting her hands

“Niki please don’t do this please, Niki.”

Going back to the brownies you poured the ingredients in a bowl and whisked them all together while Niki preheated the oven and all that other jazz

A playlist you both made together is playing in the background while you bake

You have Niki safety proof the oven (as best as she can without causing a fire) so you don’t burn yourself putting them in

“Please Niki I don’t wish to burn myself then blame it on you cause you didn’t safety proof the oven! No one would believe me, Niki Nihachu refused to safety proof the oven now I have a big burn mark! But, the people see Niki as too sweet and an angel, she would never do this.”

While the brownies are cooking you have a little dance and singing party while cleaning your kitchen

After like thirty minutes you pull out the brownies and let Niki do the decorating

You guys cuddle up and eat them while watching movies!!

Quackity!

You and me both know that alex quackity has a cooking stream past

So when he invited you over to stream, you agreed because you didn’t know what you were gonna be streaming

You got to his house and what do you see? His streaming setup in the kitchen

“Hello. We are doing a cooking stream and you cannot back out of it.”

Poor you man, you did not want to do this cooking stream

It got worst when the stream started

“YO Q! WHY’D YOU SPILL THE FLOUR ALL OVER THE FLOOR?”

You were attempting to make pizza but it was not going well at all

The kitchen was a mess and to top it all off,

“DUDE YOU GOT THE WRONG YEAST! YOU’VE MADE PIZZA ONCE HOW’D YOU MESS IT UP A SECOND TIME?!”

After whipping up the batter(?) and molding the pizza you placed the crust down and decorated the pizza

“Dude who likes Hawaiian pizza?”

“It’s delicious and nutritious.” You defended

After the stream was over and you cleaned up, you had let twitterdotcom know how terrible this was

‘10/10 would NOT recommend making a pizza with quackity. his cooking skills suck and he bought the wrong yeast. also he spilled the FLOUR EVERYWHERE!! pizza was alright. I am still being judged because of my choice in pizzas.’

Benchtrio!

You called up your local besties, Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo, aka benchtrio, for a fun little baking stream

You told yourself that this would be fun and it would ‘not be any harm to teach your best friends how to cook.’

Boy oh boy were you wrong

First few minutes of the stream were good until tommy and tubbo learned how to use the oven

“Tom look, fire.”

“Ranboo look. Fire.”

“Chat look. Tubzo and I discovered fire.”

It was mostly you and Ranboo making the cake until the decorating part came

You had lost Ranboo and had become, as chat calls it, the only remaining braincell to hold benchtrio together

(a dono) - “[Name], what does it feel like to be the last remaining braincell between you four?”

“Not great I’ll tell you that.”

After getting Ranboo to stop putting gallons on gallons of frosting on the cake and tubbo and tommy to stop playing with fire did it go better

You spent most of the stream trying to calm the boys than actually baking the cake

The cake didn’t turn out half bad

“This cake is delicious. You’re all so lucky I helped make this cake.”

“Tom, you didn’t even help you and tubbo were obsessed with the fire.”

“I’ve blessed this cake with my manliness.”

The process of the cake making is a whole other, messy story.

GeorgeNotFound!

Your old buddy old pal gnf invited you over to his house for a cooking stream

He figured since he has done cooking streams in the past he’d teach one of his best friends to cook what he did in previous streams

Chat absolutely adored every moment in the stream

“Hey chat look at this! George is being so kind to me. We are hashtag bonding.”

You were honestly surprised that George knew how to turn on an oven

You were even more shocked when you found out George knew how to cook

He showed you how to make the mozzarella sticks and cook the steaks I

The stream ran pretty smoothly and there was no problems

“Okay, uhm. You’re actually a quick learner, [Name]. Chat, isn’t [Name] doing a great job? Look at you go [Name].”

The compliments were unexpected from George which left you flabbergasted.

(im so sorry i love that word)

George had given you your ratings

“Okay for the mozzarella sticks, 6/10 could have had more crunchy-ness but overall, really good. Now, moving on to the steak, it was good it had lots of flavour and I would eat it again. Easy 8/10.”

“Thanks for the grading master chef, georgenotfound.”

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winterzsurprise · 2 years

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꧁༺ 𝓐𝓻𝓬𝓱𝓲𝓿𝓮 ༻꧂

Date Started: 04/11/22

Last Update: 06/09/23 || Peaches and Cream

Total Works: 17

hello, if you're a reader of mines, thank u for your support and love on my works, I really appreciate them. I'm not a native English speaker so I'm still working on my shit, everything I learn from other languages are from streamers who does gay roleplay on an island, there's bound to be misuse of some words, I apologize in advance!!

Do tell me if there's stuff to be changed tho :3

AO3 Link || Wattpad

• Ride me? || smut

Just when you thought he's exhausted enough from chasing Miles Morales and had given you the chance to actually ride him, Miguel has other plans.

• Thirty Minutes || smut

After convincing Miguel to take a break from working, he generously granted you thirty minutes with him and you know how you'd spend it.

• Take a seat || smut

Never in your wildest dream did you imagine having your husband ask you to sit on his face.

• A New Beginning || breeding kink, smut

You tell Miguel that you're ready to have a child with him.

• Taking care of you || sub! Miguel, bondage, smut

Miguel comes home after a rough week and a half out of his universe and you decided that the only way to take care of him was to web him down.

• Playing with Fire || brat! reader, smut

After risking your life to save one spider, Miguel had enough and decided it was time to discipline you.

• Peaches and Cream || smut

There's a stark difference with how your husband and Miguel treats you, starting with how rough the latter can be.

|| My MCYT phase stuff ||

• All For You || Yandere! Wilbur, Medieval Setting

You were the reincarnation of his childhood dreams. The spring that came to melt his winter. But monsters came and trampled on your flowers, trees and shine, enraged, he came for them.

• Even In Death || Sunshine x Grumpy trope

Wilbur's job as a grim reaper is simple, pick a soul up, have a drink then deliver them to the afterlife. That is until he met you, the avatar of the angel of vengeance, who gave you the power of regeneration and resurrection.

• Loving You Was A Losing Game || Angst, Us Against the World but the World Won trope

In all of the universes he has visited, why is the one where you lived peacefully have to be spent with his best friends?

• The Simulation || Wattpad link, longfic (128k+ words), fantasy, they get trapped in minecraft, horror elements during the earlier chapters, old fic so shit writing lol

To many people, content creators have been a massive part of their life. They taught you, brought you happiness and became the light that would glow brightly in your darkest days. Now, what if they started disappearing out of nowhere?

• Unholy || Smut, Religious Kink, Priest! Karl

To be a priest meant your loyalty shall rest with the lord and Karl would be a lying if he said he wouldn't want to lie with you instead.

• A deal with a demon || Demon!Quackity

Instead of dispelling a royal blooded demon like you were tasked to, you listened to his tempting deal.

༒☬༒ ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ༒☬༒

𝙺𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚗𝚊𝚙

• The Stable Boy's Silent Wish || Fantasy Medieval Setting

In all of the years Sapnap spent with Karl, he has seen every shade and hue of his emotions. But when he gazed at pretty girls in translucent light clothing, Sapnap then realised that he has never seen him in every color yet.

༒☬༒ ʀᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ꜰɪᴄꜱ ༒☬༒

• Us Against All || Benchtrio, Zombie Apocalypse AU!

They expected the dreadful possibility of being bitten but they never knew how painful it was to see their friend run on borrowed time.

• Blue Innocence || found father and son trope, fantasy au, bedrock bros

Every death leaves a legacy behind and his brother was no different from them, along with his journals and music sheets, Techno took upon the task of raising his brother’s adopted child, Tommy.

• My Companion, My Friend, TUB30 || detroit becomes human au, clingyduo

After the tragedy that took Tommy's brother away, he isolated himself. Not wanting his son to be a hermit for the rest of his life, fatherinnit created him an android companion.

#masterlist #dsmp fics masterlist #dream smp fics #mcyt fics #wilbur soot x reader #karl jacobs x reader #mcyt smut #bench trio #bench trio fic #miguel o'hara smut #miguel o'hara x reader

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sano-thesnail · 2 years

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Sour patch kids

C!benchtrio x gn!reader

Takes place during Pogtopia arc

“They’re the Sourpatch kids”

That’s yours guys’s nickname

You, Tommy, Ranboo, and Tubbo. You four where known as the sour patch kids around the SMP, where ever you four walked, chaos followed.

During Pogtopia you four where closer than ever, well- more like three. Ranboo never liked the idea of choosing sides, he chose people over everything so getting him to stick with you guys in the Ravine was troubling, but that wouldn’t stop the frequent visits that would last hours! Hell even some days!

It was a gloomy day, the clouds gloomed blocking the sun and instead shown rain, this was also one of the days The Beloved Ranboo stayed in the Ravine causing chaos with the other three children- well more like Tommy and Y/n who would cause chaos, sometimes Tubbo would join.

Luckily no one was needed in Shlatts office, that ment pure preparation. And by that I mean, Potato farming, Weapon creation, and Armour creation.

“Smell ya later losers!” Tubbo shouted at the chasing three “Who the fuck says that anymore?!” Y/n retorted with a confused glare, They where the most chill of the group, the kinda ‘I just go with the flow but know where to have my input’ kinda person, but even though they where pretty chill it didn’t stop the pure chaos the held.

Currently the four of them + Techno where sent out to collect “Blazerods, Netherite, and enderpearls.” Ranboo called out reading the list Niki and Wilbur wrote down.

Technoblade had eventually left the four to fend for themselves as their troublesome cause one-to-many headaches, so he left them like any other good ‘big brother’ would.

“Let’s get the Blazerods first, Techno said he’d handle the Netherite.” Tubbo called gathering collective nods to his statement, and with that the four headed to the Fortress to achieve their first item.

“WAAH THAT WAS TOO CLOSE” Tommy screamed to the fire that was just inches away from burning him, Y/n ran in ad they sliced down hitting the blaze perfectly to achieve 2 blaze rods, “That’s 17” the Monotonly mumbled throwing the rods to Ranboo who held them collectively.

Tubbo was quick to double back slicing one Blaze upward and moving on to another which was readying a fireball towards him, luckily Y/n was there to save him, shoving their Enchanted Netherite sword into the blaze, cutting off the attack that was about to commence. “21.” Y/n Smiled

Now collecting pearls wasn’t much easier

Especially when you have a Enderman with you.

Luckily you four ran into Technoblade who was just moving onto another area, Tommy explained to him on how they need to abandon Ranboo to slay endermen. Techno was ok with taking the Hybrid with him aslong was no trouble followed. And with that it was just you with Tommy and Tubbo.

A small one block indent was made into the ground, with a hovering roof, of course a gap to attract enderman, this was perfect cause you could attract and kill! Perfect- well that’s how it WAS supposed to be, until you got into a little predicament

“This was smart Tommy!” Tubbo complimented Tommy’s plan to kill the endermen “I know.” He simply replied with a smug smirk “I don’t know if I should let you be a Narcissistic bitch or make you shut up..” Y/n dead panned “HEY DONT CALL BE THAT BITCH!” Tommy yelled earning a annoyed eye roll.

“I’m gonna go attract more endermen” You called crawling out of the trench.

Wandering around trying to find the Purple eyed monsters, you more or less met eyes with a boar, well- a Hoglin.. In to which it hated people who didn’t wear the signature gold armour, and to your distaste no gold was found on your figure, a loud roar was heard from the beast catching the attention of the to boys who where fighting over the stupidest shit.

“Fuuuuck mee..” you mumbled before the Hoglin came charging at you with an astonishing speed catching your dodge and smashing you up against a tree. That didn’t block your agitated sound as you felt a rough a sharp pain enter your abdomen and a Metallic taste filled your mouth, now when I mentioned the two boys they recognized the loud roar the erupted the beast

So now wandering through the forest- more like running they found your- hurt- fragile state as for some reason the boat left you to die “Y/n!” Tommy and Tubbo shouted picking you up to hold you up, your arms instinctively wrapped around their shoulders as you greeted your friends.

“OMG Y/N ARE YOU OK WHAT HAPPENED ARE YOU HURT!?” Niki screamed when she saw you limping with your S/c arms wrapped around your best friends shoulders.

“Yeah.- just took a little hit- nothing much..” you laughed as you tried to ignore the constant stabbing pain that you felt everytime you spoke up. You where put down on a seat with Wilbur coming to you, handing Niki medical bag, she was quick to check your wounds as the other three kids surrounded you with worry repelling off of them.

“…guys don’t worry. It’s just a scratch.”

“BITCH YOU GOT STABBED”

“I was worried, Y/n!”

“Watching you get back with a wound worries me Y/n..”

“They really are the Sour Patch kids.”

Sorry it’s actually so shitty and messy, I haven’t wrote anything in along time lmao..

#dsmp fanfic #dsmp x reader #dsmp ranboo #ranboo #tommyinnit #sbi #tubbo my beloved #reader insert

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soothinglee · 2 years

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hello, could I request platonic c!dt or c!benchtrio hcs with a pvper reader, but the reader is short and physically weak so instead of relying on swords or other normal stuff they specialize and rely on poison?

❝ YOU'RE WEAK, HOW CAN I HELP? ❞

warnings: just fighting, some curse words.

genre:: fluff (hcs)

summary:: hcs of the benchtrio (+ philza and techno) helping you make poison for fighting

a/n:: DUDE I AM SO SORRY LMAO, accidentally read the ask wrong, i thought it said "c!sbi". I don't know how, it's been a long day. so you get two extra characters! thank you for requesting!

m.list - ask - series m.list

PHILZA;

philza would spend hours in his brewing room trying to find things to accommodate you when fighting.

he thought of everything.

how fast could you pull it out, how quick could you throw it at your enemy while dodging their attacks?

he used ghast tears, blaze rods, glow stone, gunpowder, basically anything he could get his hands on.

he would always make sure you hand extra on hand incase an enemy were getting immune to the formula. (ahem, dream)

he knows that people would target you for your weak nature and the ability to NOT pick up a sword. the only one you could use was a small wooden toy sword meant for toddlers.

if I ever see someone stroll in with a fake sword looking like Luz Noceda from Owl house I'd would laugh in your face, no offense.

most likely then not he'll give you fighting lessons, he's the type to sit you down like its a school lecture and teach you the 'old school style'.

meaning from a 1,000 year old book he picked up on the other side of the world.

if you had to battle with someone twice your size he'd most likely be hiding in the trees somewhere, waiting for you to give him the hint that you're losing the battle.

if you're too stubborn to call it quits, and he can tell that you're losing severely, he'll swoop in without a second thought and finish the fight for you.

overall he has a very caring personality and would do anything to make sure you can protect yourself.

TECHNOBLADE;

believe me when I say you'll be carrying potions that will make you weigh 10 times more then you do now.

like I'm talking about your pockets, sleeves, socks, shoes, and your hair will be filled with them in secret compartments.

he always make sure you have atleast 5 totem of undyings in your inventory.

you always ask where he gets them from and he'll just look at you, blink and slowly back out the room.

you'd ask phil and he'll just shake his head and say "it's best you didn't know."

...

anyway, he'll find a way to make a netherite sword light for you because he will NOT let you walk around with a wooden sword.

makes sures everything you own is maxed out in enchantments.

potion wise he put EVERYTHING he could find into one potion. just drinking it alone without any armor would most likely make you the strongest person in the server.

he knows you can take your opponents but would still give you a 30 day bootcamp on fighting.

you'll be wishing you never took up pvp in the first place.

this man is relentless.

like I'm talking your arms, legs and back would be black and blue from the constant fighting.

sure it'll help in the long run but you got both mentally and psychically exhausted that you just passed out. (fic coming based off this soon?)

he'd give you a break but all this payed off in the long run because you were able to master a lot of thing you couldn't have ever done before.

like phil, he'd mostly be in your ear, watching from afar, telling when to strike and how.

you know ratatuoe (I'm not even going to begin on spelling ts right) where the rat is in the guys ear helping him cook?

that's you and techno except he's not pulling your hair controlling you..

yeah okay anyway, he'd make you the most feared person despite your size, you were walking proof that even if you're small you can do anything you put your mind to.

and hey, dream and his goons are kinda-somewhat, scared of you now.

so good for you :)

TOMMY;

to be honest for him I'm not really sure what he'd do.

like, do i want to go for the sweet, caring friend road or the gremlin, "who cares" mentality, evil road?

for the sake of this I'll do the first.

OKAY, he doesn't really know anything about potions (or poison pick your word they're the same) except for the stuff he made in wilburs van those days ago.

do the research needed to figure out what potions did what and how long they lasted for.

knowing him he most likely mixed a invisibility and a strength potion together and blew up Philzas' lab area, later blaming it on Techno.

though he couldn't fight himself he would do his best to teach you from the things he saw during war times, mixing in what techno taught him those years ago.

and although he is kinda rusty, his tactics worked well and you incorporated it with the stuff you already knew.

he was very taken aback by how badass you were.

he never knew someone so tiny and couldn't even open a pickle jar could fight a grown ass, 6'1 man with just leather armor.

would use you as a lab rat for his work-in-progress potions.

he'd hand you the most revolting thing.

I'm talking about mold, green goup, spiders eye, bamboo ass shit in a tiny glass bottle.

thank god for your immunity to poison because that looked radioactive.

"so? how does it taste?" he asks, lifting up the protective googles that started fogging up from the humidity in the room.

you swallowed the rest of it, placing the now empty bottle on the table. watching as he watched you expectantly. you swished the slug in your mouth and held your breath. the taste was something indescribable.

as you went to talk a hiccup came out instead, it came out green. you smiled at him, waving your hand in-front of your face. "well, I don't feel like dying-" another hiccup cuts you off, this time along with the sudden impulse to smash a book on the table.

you reached for the book and tommy watches you in awe, nothing about your psychical form changed but as the book collided with the ground and everything broke into pieces, tommy knew he had accidently created a ultra potion of strength.

it only took 7 minutes to wear off but in those minutes everything around you were either across the room or demolished.

he is very helpful but at the same time very risky. so if you ever choose him to help -or he chooses you- just take the safety percussions necessary.

RANBOO;

you really think that he is going to even touch a potion?

this man is afraid of EVERYTHING

would watch from behind you as you cooked something up.

if you even asked if he wanted to help he'd give you the most deadpanneded look and straight out tell you no.

he wouldn’t help you make them but he sure as hell would get you the supplies you needed when you ran out.

he knows that they are vital for your fighting because of your small stature so he makes sure nothing is missing and no one is bothering you while your working.

though he can’t provide much, he is great at finding ender pearls which he gives to you.

he doesn’t know what it could be used for but he thinks it’s a nice little gift.

ranboo being half ender man means that he hoards a lot of stuff so whenever you need you’ll go to his little house and take whatever you need.

9 times out of 10 there would be some really messed up stuff that he said he just “found lying around” but we all know that that’s probably not true.

he looks up to you (even though he should be looking down) because of how confident you are despite your size and weakness

He likes that you use it to your advantage and asks you to help him get the confidence that he needs.

if you ever need help during a fight just whistle- which is a signal that you need help- and ranboo will teleport to you and swoop you up.

he is very helpful despite being afraid of a lot of things.

TUBBO;

the both of you are pretty short so he can understand why you use poison to knock your opponents down.

is all for it to be honest, tells you to rest while he tries some things out.

like tommy he will put the most horrendous shit in it but will cover the smell up with berries and purple dye.

he tries to stay away from fighting, having a bad past with it and all but he will definitely sit on the sidelines and watch as you try and practice.

assures you that he will always stick by your side, in battle and out.

though he doesn't have any practice in pvp except for the wars he doesn't really have any tips and tricks. but is happy to help you come up with new strategies.

is very adamant about you not overworking yourself, will make you carry around extra potions of strength to make you heal faster.

you have this little book filled with recipes of different poisons you created over time and some times tubbo finds himself marveling over the things you've created.

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kyllium · 2 years

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Hi I’m Kyllium and I just remembered i had tumblr, and I’ve been wanting to write again for some time so that’s what I’ll do.

A lot of the time I’ll write Dream SMP like benchtrio more often, and I’ll write stuff about Marvel. A lot of the writing is for myself, might do requests one day :)

(Also a lot of my stories will be x oc and sometimes x reader if I feel like it)

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livelle · 2 years

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bench trio reacting to reader blasting two trucks? (i randomly thought of this at 3am lmao and now im writing it now-)

a/n: YOOOOO LOVE THAT HAHA here it is!! Hope ya like it. Thank you so much anon for requesting :D pog

TWO TRUCKS HAVING-

bench trio ( separate ) / you!!!

summary: the funny song by lemon demon, if you like benchtrio you know it for sure. It’s just became a meme. Enjoy.

NO PRONOUNS USED

tw: swearing

PLATONIC!

Tubbo:

He was streaming, playing on the big dig SMP he liked so much. It had been a completely normal stream, you chilling out on his bed. You were bored as hell, and you were just scrolling through tiktok, when you came by the funniest thing ever. It was about ‘playing two trucks by lemon demon in public’. You were snickering, and got an idea. You connected your phone to the speaker in his room and blasted it while dancing and shouting along with the lyrics in the background of his stream. He covered his face in his hands, him laughing at you, but he covered it. ‘YOU TOO?!!’ he screamed at you, jokingly angry. He was referring to Ranboo, who was obsessed with lemon demon, and had pulled this prank on him lots and lots of times. But you doing it, still made him laugh. The chat was full of ‘KEKW’s, laughing at your energy and Tubbo’s done face. He ended shortly after, making a comment like ‘Well, maybe the reason I like you so much is because you are basically my best friend in another form’ ( Ranboo ) which made you laugh.

Tommy:

He’s probably on someone else’s stream, like on Phil’s. They were just playing on Origins SMP. You walk up behind him grinning widely as he has no clue. You put the speaker next to his headphones and clicked the ‘play’ button on your phone. ‘TWO TRUCKS HAVING-‘ was heard through the speaker, making Tommy flinch, and even Philza which he was on vc with. Philza broke down laughing, him knowing exactly what was going on over the other line and who did it, knowing you too well. His chat was going wild and was making clips because of Tommy’s funny reaction. He first squeled in a high-pitched voice, then yelled: ‘Y/NNNNN!!!!!!!’ and lots of laughs after. ‘REALLY?!! TWO TRUCKS DOING. THAT?! WHAT THE F IS THAT’ he screamed, in between wheezes. ‘YOU DONT KNOW THAT?! YOU’RE SUCH A DUMB*SS’ you screamed back, radiating the same energy, which made chat laugh even more. ‘B*TCH FIGHT ME THEN’ he yelled, which made you answer ‘NUH UH YOU KNOW I’D WIN’. ‘It’s true’ he told Phil, which made him snicker. After the stream, he sat next to you on his sofa, ruffling your hair. ‘The chat loves me’ you commented. ‘As they should’ he said, smiling at you.

Ranboo:

this man is the lemon demon man. We all know it. You like the music too, but he never thought you were gonna do this. He was mid VR stream, playing some horror game and was absolutely terrified, feeling a jumpscare coming up. When the tension had builders up to its highest points and the music of the game stopped, you played the song and the too loud lyrics bursted through his room. ‘AAAaAaAaaAGHhH!!‘ you heard hun yell, and fall over on the ground. You laughed hard at him, him laughing too, not believing the joke you just made. ‘YOU HAVE JUST BEEN JUMPSCARED BY YOUR FAVORITE ARTIST HOW DOES THAT FEEL? HM?’ You yelled at him. He was still recovering from the intense laughing fit and almost heart attack you gave him, ‘I ahhum, I AM BEYOND SAD-‘ he screamed at you. You laughed for another 10 minutes long. It was a clip people put in compilations of you two, just how funny it was and how Ranboo had genuinely fallen to the ground. After the one time this happened it became a habit, every now and then he would jumpscare you with the song, and then you again. You would always laugh your asses off, it still being funny as it had became an inside joke between the two of you.

a/n: I AM ON MY POSTING ARC PHEW- anyways!!! Ur cool! Hope you liked this and if not I will remake it no problem! Thank you for all the requests, it makes my heart full :D love u guys and goodnight for now! <3

#dsmp #mcyt #ranboo #tommyinnit #tubbo #bench trio #benchtrio imagine #benchtrio x reader #benchtrio #bench trio x reader #benchtrio x you #ranboo x reader #tubbo x reader #tommyinnit x reader #dreamsmp #cricket crew

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itsonlydana · 2 years

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Yo, can you do the laboratory with Bench Trio? She/her pronouns btw (thank youu)

THE LABORATORY

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summary: experiment with brewing different potions in the cellar

pairing: Benchtrio x female!reader (platonic)

warnings: none

an: reblogs and comments are appreciated <3

Highly concentrated, you looked down at the golden carrot on the board in front of you, your knife set to carefully cut off the green leaves. You put the knife to the head of the carrot, let it guide you, and with the side of your hand you pushed the green leaves onto the small pile of waste that had accumulated from your now hours-long attempts. There already lay the remains of chopped nether warts, the peel of a glittering melon and also crushed phantom membranes, which by now gave off a somewhat strong odor.

Your small laboratory was hidden in the basement of the castle, a round room with high stone walls and a surprisingly warm wooden floor. There was only one small window, but it was so high that you had to climb over the bookshelves in front of it if you wanted to open it. The bookshelves took up most of the room, along with the many boxes and barrels where you stored ingredients and jars. On the floor, under the table in the center of the room, was an old brown rug that had caught fire many times from small experimentation accidents and was riddled with small as well as large moth holes; yet you didn't want to get rid of it.

Somehow you were attached to the old thing.

You had just put the now cut carrot into a bowl, when the loud bang of a fist against your door made you flinch and the bowl almost slipped out of your hands. Before you could disturb whoever it was despite your "DO NOT DISTURB- EXPLOSION DANGER" sign that you had nailed against your door with four slanted nails, the door flew open as well and slammed against one of the bookshelves.

"Good morning!" the blond prince shouted at the top of his lungs as you rushed to the bookshelf in time to save a small jar filled with stomped peonies from falling.

Of course, Tommy was the intruder, who else would ignore any hints of danger?

Clinging to the boy's heels as always were his two brothers, Prince Ranboo and Prince Tubbo, the latter well noted was wearing green and yellow checkered pajamas that indicated Tommy must have forced them both out of bed.

"Tommy," you pronounced his name warningly. You moved the glass back on the shelf so it would be more likely to survive the next door slam, and braced your hands at your sides. "Are you still so drowsy that you didn't read the sign on the door?"

At the question, the three princes had strolled into your lab, and despite your attempt to stand between them and the table, they were already circling the brewing stand with faces beaming with excitement.

"Boys, can you please-" you began.

"What are you trying to brew?", Tubbo interrupted you, standing on his tiptoes and resting his elbows on the table.

"Can we help?" asked Tommy before you could answer Tubbo. He rummaged around in the pile of leftover trash without waiting for your answer.

Within seconds, chaos had broken out in your previously pleasantly quiet lab, and instead of concentrating on your potion, you were now busy slapping the curious, grasping hands of the three princes.

Ranboo, who was considerably taller and could simply lean over your shoulder with ease, tapped his fingernail against the bottle while you tried to pull Tommy's hand out of the bowl of carrots.

"Do you need someone to drink that for you? I haven't had a morning of cocoa yet"

"Oh my God- NO"

You weren't really surprised that the three were asking such questions and even trying to dip their fingers into one of the potions. The energy of the three young princes was nothing new to you and over time you had learned to deal with it, even if it usually ended in small, controllable and not so harmful accidents. Most of the time just a glass broke, or you had to anoint Tubbo's hand, and in the really bad case, a bucket of milk was brought out so Ranboo would lose the effects of the jump potion and not bounce a hole in your ceiling- again.

They were your age, and yet you often felt like a babysitter to royal toddlers who had roared into your life like whirlwinds, persuaded their father, the king, to come work for him, and from then on, were glued to your feet, wanting to witness every bit of magic.

After you had explained to the three what your task was, they had somewhat calmed down, only Tubbo still hopped from one leg to the other over your floor. "It smells like all sorts of things in here." he suddenly stated wrinkling his nose and your eyebrows shot up.

You didn't even really notice that in the basement room smelling of gunpowder, redstone, sweat, and failed experiments, at most the steaming ashes of a burned and exploded glass stung your nose a little, and to even that you were beginning to get used to.

Questioningly, you looked to the other two, who nodded at you with their lips pressed together.

"Ranboo, will you open the window, please?" you asked him with a sigh, watching enviously as he could open the window without any problem. You might have even broken something while climbing.

Muttering to yourself, you straightened up again after cutting the carrot into thin slices and reached for the yellowed piece of paper you had put aside. From the look of the paper, it had already been in many hands, the edges were slightly curled, indented where they were mostly held by thumb and forefinger, and it had probably already been folded in all sorts of directions. It was hard enough to decipher the curved writing, written in black ink, the signs of use didn't really make it any easier for you to make out all the quantities or ingredients in general.

And that was your problem and also the reason why you were hanging over the brew stands and vast amounts of ingredients all night. Letters had been smeared by ink or other liquids, or numbers and weights had been crossed out and rewritten, and in some cases there were several numbers, so you had to try everything out one by one.

The many glasses, now stained black or even smashed, said a lot about the progress so far of your experiment to brew this new potion.

After finding the recipe for this potion, which would allow one to see clearly in the night, among the glued-together pages of one of your spellbooks, you were commissioned by King Philza to brew several for one of his adventures. He had rewarded you not only with the ingredients to be deciphered, but also with a new state of brewing, as well as a bag full of herbs from one of the Netherwoods he had recently been visiting. The turquoise and red mushrooms, not only made a strange decoration for your lab, they also tasted fantastic in a soup.

Unfortunately, neither of these mushrooms had been the completely obliterated ingredient on the recipe, so you very much hoped the carrot would help.

You bent over the brewing stand again, tapping the tip of your knife against the glowing blaze rod in the center, which heated the metal and brought the potion to a boil. It was still spraying enough sparks for another experiment, after which you would have to travel to the nether yourself for supplies-something that wasn't necessarily on your to-do list.

The three water bottles, mixed with a few nether warts as a base, glowed slightly in the blaze rod's glowing light, the yellow sparks reflecting off the still surface. Sinking your teeth into your lower lip, you placed two pieces of the golden carrot into each of the small funnels above the bottles.

Then you felt a hot breath on the back of your neck. Slowly, as if in slow motion, you spun around. Behind you, like penguins, in a line stood Tubbo, Tommy, and Ranboo, looking at you with fascination and a hint of fear.

"Um, hello?"

Tubbo, right in front of you, raised a hand to wave, but it was pulled back down by Tommy.

"Don't make any frantic movements Tubbo, something will explode again" he whispered as if he thought he could set off a reaction with the vibrations in the air that speaking created.

You rolled your eyes with a laugh. "Really Tommy," you began but were interrupted again by the boy taking a hectic breath.

"No, no "really Tommy"! Last time, last time I waved at you too, just waved and then suddenly something blew up!"

"Tommy you stepped into a room full of gunpowder with a lit redstone torch," Ranboo laughed and patted the blond's head, which only made Tommy gasp more indignantly "Nothing's gonna happen here just because Tubbo waved."

"Eh," you started, though the prince was right. It had been very worth it, though, at the sight of the three boys three-eyed in panic. "I can make something blow up if you don't behave," you fluted, the slight hiss of the brewing sound in your ear announcing that you could get ready for the next move.

The boys made no move from their "safe" position behind your back, so you shrugged and went back to work.

Now began the most exciting part of brewing for you. First, you had to put the ingredient into the funnel, then you turned a small wheel that sucked the oxygen out of the funnels, and shortly thereafter the first golden drop of carrot extract gathered at the opening. Tensely you hung on to one of the three drops, waiting with bated breath for gravity to do the rest, and slowly the drop grew larger until it fell with a "splash" into the water, which then began to simmer.

And...

The water started bubbling up, steaming and gurgling that you clawed your fingers into the recipe and left your mark on it. It took a few seconds that felt like an eternity, but then the light smoke engulfed around the rim of the bottles, the bubbling subsided, and you almost jumped hastily into the air when you saw the now inky water, no it wasn't water anymore, it was much thicker. Excitedly you reached for the potion, not even having to compare its appearance with the description on the recipe, you had read it so many times before and had memorized everything.

This was the potion, this was exactly what this night vision potion should look like! Joyfully you turned around to the waiting princes.

"I am the best brewer in the whole kingdom!" You beamed broadly at your friends, raising the potion confidently. "You can address me as Highness from now on, too, because I am a queen at the brewing stand."

Infected by your good mood, Tubbo and Tommy fell around your neck. Their energy was like a spark, immediately jumped over to you and you couldn't help but be carried away by their loopy ways and the three of you lightly bounced up and down.

"Our Queen, our Queen, our Queen!" Caught up in the chant, you didn't realize how the glass was released from your hands.

It wasn't until you heard a "woah" followed by a burp that you jerked your head up.

"Oh, Ranboo for fu-"

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