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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐏𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐳𝐚 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐮𝐦𝐳𝐚'𝐬 𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

↳ warnings: none

↳ song: home—edith whiskers

masterlist!

• The crows had found you tangled up in a snare one day, tiny wings bent at an unnatural angle and angry tears threatening to fall

• The trap had probably been made to catch a rabbit or squirrel by a nearby villager and instead managed to ensnare you

• The murder of crows wasted no time in flying back home, completely abandoning their little flying session to rush back to their father—immediately begining to peck at him anxiously as soon as they had landed

• Phil, being a smart fellow, knew something was wrong. It wasn't like he could understand his feathered friends beyond a few squaks though, so he had to resort to flying after them as they led him back to the forest you were currently hanging upside down in

• He really needed to stop adopting kids this way

• You were promptly untangled and flown back home, Phil's crows tailing along the entire way

• A bowl of soup and a side of bread was fixed for you, Phil mumbling to himself all the while, occasionally stopping to check and make sure you were doing alright

• "Erm, everything fine there mate? Soup's not too hot?" He'd laughed somewhat awkwardly, really wishing that Kristen had been home today to help him. She had always been better with nursing wounds than he had.

• "It's fine mister. Thank you." You responded, reminding Phil that he hadn't told you his name yet.

• "My names Philza by the way." He cleared his throat. "But you can call me Phil. Everyone does."

• You paused

• "Okay Phil. Thank you."

• From there on, you never really left

• As soon as Mumza had gotten back from her small little business trip, it was all but decided by her then and there that they were keeping you

• Phil had no problem with it what so ever. He had grown rather fond of you, and so had the crows. Not like he could say no to his wife anyway. He loved her too much

• The following months were used building a relationship with you and healing your wings—the origin of your hybrid unknown to the two adults

• Mumza taught you how to cook specific dishes and knit, as well as how to fly safely when your wings finally healed

• Phil took to teaching you how to build all kinds of things. Ranging from little stick huts made of popsicle sticks to bonfires—the latter of which you all would sit around and roast marshmallows with on a good day

• It was a peaceful life with good people. And you wouldn't change that for the world

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krabs-quill · 2 years

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phantom gn!reader x royal!sbi? platonic of course.

the reader is an old friend of philza's since phantom's have a long life span, maybe they were a potions dealer and phil at the time was a hunter and potion dealers and hunters were known to be a great pair during that era so they kicked it off but split after that era was over and moved to other professions.

the sbi are running away after their kingdom turned against them, and phil led them to a forest to try and find reader? but when they arrive wilbur, or someone else of your choosing, freaks out cause they think phantom hybrids are dangerous and such.

but before he makes a move, reader folds their wings which means 'surrender' in phantom? fluff ensues :D hope this isn't too much. /gen

old phantom phriend - royal!sbi x phantom!reader

characters: royal!philza, royal!tommy, royal!techno, royal!wilbur

main characters pronouns:they/them

trigger warnings: fire, weapons, death threats, mention of cults, cursing, kinda politics but not really???

authors notes: this was like, surprisingly really fun to do? super neat concept, thank you for the request!!

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Phil had everything planned. His sons couldn't have been able to predict the oncoming rebellion, but Phil sure did. He took extra care in ordering only the most trusted servants and guards to keep Tommy, Wilbur and Techno as isolated in the castle as possible, because if they were to go outside in the public eye in the past 6 months, they'd have an arrow in their neck and crimson on the ground.

Only now do they finally see what's going on- rallies being led to the front drawbridge of the castle and a man standing on a wooden crate. He is slim and lanky. In one hand he held a pitchfork the height of two wine cellar barrels stacked up on each other, in the other he held a large wooden pole with the kingdom's flag slowly engulfing in embers. The crowd smells of sweat, ashes and faux justice.

“People of this wretched kingdom!” the man on the wooden crate starts, raising the burning flag high over his head. The large ashes fall into the crowd as he continues. The man's words fall on deaf ears, however, as Phil orders his guards to alert the princes of their sudden urgent departure.

“I can't believe I'm going to see you again- after 40 years and under these circumstances…”

Phil sighs tiredly, discarding his glistening crown on his pristine writing desk, ridding himself of the last piece of physical evidence of his reign.

Knocks rattle through the large oak door of his bedroom, and a guard speaks with a gruff, urgent tone.

“My King, the princes have been escorted out of the castle with their belongings. They are safe and waiting for you at the largest oak tree in the far east of the forest. I'll have to escort you now; and fast. Knights at the front lines have turned on us and they are lowering the drawbridge to the townspeople. Do you have all your personal belongings?”

Phil grabs two large leather bags, intricate designs dance across the straps of each one. After slinging them over his shoulder, he then turns to the wall closest to the large windows.

Hung up on the wall is a longsword. A few scratches on it and a worn handle, but it was loved well and a bow with a sling of obsidian arrows to go with it. Both items have dust covering them as if it's been ages since they've been swung or plucked, Phils fingers quickly grabbing them and cutting through the dusty residue. He nods, following the guard out of his bedroom soon to be ransacked and burned to the ground; his crown placed on the desk surely to be taken by a squalid dictator.

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“PHIL! Phil, what the Fuck is goin on, man?! The whole fuckin towns swarming the castle!”

Tommy yells, his voice panicked and shrill. He stands up immediately from his spot on the lush grass. Taking a good look at him, he carries his own bag prepared by one of his servants before ushering them out of the castle's perimeter. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be equipped with self-defense precautions other than a large rock in his right hand- but Phil can't exactly see into his bag, so he only prays that the former servant packed at least a dagger or something.

“Listen, I'll explain all that later but right now we need to leave, now. It's not safe here anymore, alright?”

Phil glances around to see his other two sons.

Wilbur is seen standing a few feet away, a thousand yard stare as his left foot taps away with what anyone could only assume to be a mania of thoughts on his head. Heavy footsteps circle all three of them, as Techno has been orbiting the small clearance around the large tree. A close look at his stone cold expression makes it clear that he's watching for anyone who could possibly sneak up on the unprepared group.

Wilbur snaps his head up at Phil, “Look at me- Phil. What are we going to do? Because by the look of things, I just happened to notice the rallies of townsfolk with pitchforks and I don't think they seem too happy.” Wilbur babbled.

Techno quickly introjects, voicing his own concerns.

“Listen, how much did you plan for this kinda thing, exactly? Maybe you didn't notice-” he stops pacing, turning to look at the castle in the distance as one of the corner towers erupt into flames from the inside, “-the castles uninhabitable for us anymore, and we're runnin from an entire KINGDOM. So unless you've got some secret life saving plan, now's the time to tell us. Otherwise, I don't see any way we'll be gettin’ out of this.”

All of them are looking at Phil, waiting for an answer to each of their questions. He sighs, pulling out his old longsword from its sheath.

“Techno, take this. So, we absolutely can't go back. I've got a plan, we're going to visit an old friend of mine. And we have to go NOW.”

Phil disclosed, setting off into the woods immediately after. Techno takes the sword hesitantly but wields it like an old friend as he follows directly beside Phil. Tommy sputters concern and shock, but it falls on dead ears. Wilbur is the last to move, standing there looking at where his father once stood with wide, squirrely eyes. He flinches when Tommy calls him to catch up. The boys follow Phil into the thick, suffocating woods.

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Each bird that rustles the trees or deer that steps on the dry grass makes the entire group stop each time it happens. Phil has his bow and arrow up and ready, pointed towards the ground as he walks with a cautious eye.

Techno holds the blade of his sword across his body, ready in case an unruly visitor decides to make an unforeseen appearance.

Tommy clutches his rock, though it won't do much compared to a sword and bow but perhaps the sweat from his hands would make its way onto the rock to scare away the opponent.

Wilbur, unlike Tommy, has actually checked his bag prepared by his old servant and finds a decently sized dagger to wield. Not as good as a sword but DEFINITELY better than a sweaty rock. Despite this though, Wilbur seems to be the one most on edge. To no surprise, Wilbur used to be the brother who went the least outdoors. This meant the spontaneous castle lockdown impacted him the least, but the sudden turn of events spawned an intense feeling of shock and confusion at every little thing he failed to be instantly familiar with. This feeling only heightens at an alarming rate as the group arrives at a strange treehouse.

Knock, knock, knock

Phil knocks on the tree three times. A few dead silent seconds pass before odd sounds seem to emit from…inside the tree?

Like clockwork, a long staircase folds out from inside the tree step by step. Techno, Wilbur and Tommy flinch back, a contrast to phils calm and almost excited face.

Footsteps gradually make their way down the steps, and the more Wilbur sees the more alert he becomes.

Sure, he had never been one for going outside much if at all, but with the castle's grand library to keep him busy, he had learned a few things. A few things about those white markings on blue tinted skin. About those lime green eyes and slim, scaly tail. About those large intimidating wings that could circle prey for hours, and those razor sharp teeth that can bite chunks out of a human's shoulder and soar away in an instant to circle back and make sure they go for the neck next time.

“Phil? Oh my gosh, phil?! It's been YEARS, man! What're you doing here again- came to pay me a visit, ay?” Y/n jested as they went in for a friendly hug, however instead of Phil they felt he was replaced with a sharp dagger pointed at their throat.

“Hey, hey, hey! Calm down there, pal-” Y/n put their hands up in defense, Wilbur cautiously holding his weapon to their throat.

“Right, I’m telling you now to stay away from Phil- don’t fucking touch Phil you feral monst-” he brings himself to a full stop as he hears a loud swish of the air. He looks from Y/n's wide eyes, to their wings, folded and pressed into their back, at their face, and at their wings again before hesitantly withdrawing his dagger and shuffling back a bit.

Folded wings mean no harm.

If there was anything he remembered at that very moment from the various books he's read, it was that. Y/n's face was alarmed and a bit shocked, sure, but their face seemed to match up with their wings and their intentions were clear; they meant no harm. He fully settled down, giving them more room to move as they slowly put their hands down and relaxed.

“I'm an old friend. I don't wanna hurt anyone, I promise. You won't see me trying to get damage on anyone here, swear to it.”

Y/n says, still trying to be tentative of their tone. While Y/n seems to be much more forgiving of the sudden out of pocket threats, Phil on the other hand was furious. A hard smack in the back of Wilburs head seemed to get the message through.

“What the hell was that, Wil?!”

Phil scolds Wilbur, with no remorse even after Wilbur hisses and rubs the back of his head in pain. Techno and Tommy burst out laughing, easing up the tension.

“Bruhh, I'm gonna be honest Wilbur, it doesn't seem like you really thought that one through.” Techno chimes in, a taunting grin on his face.

“Man, if I were you Wilbur, I'd be so, SO embarrassed if I were you, but luckily, y’know, I’m me. Me and NOT you, Wilbur.” Tommy boasted with a shiteating smile.

“Anyway, enough with the smalltalk. What're you doing here, Phil? Haven't seen you in what, 40 years? Shouldn't you be ruling that kingdom I've been hearing about? Also, who are these guys? Never seen them before.”

Y/n gestured towards the three younger boys as they spoke, nodding their head towards the trio. Phil gruffly sighs, remembering the months of resistance against his reign. Y/n notices his sudden change of emotions and intently listens.

“The kingdom got tired of us. There was lots of gossip about some man who started this huge cult following- something about him being a god or something pretty much. He got so popular that his cult eventually took over the entire kingdom. That's when he convinced all the citizens that he should be king and that we were ‘imposters sent by Lucifer himself’ or something. He overtook the castle, and that's when we all had to sneak away. These three are my sons, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy.”

Techno nods at Y/n with a brief hello, Wilbur hums to show his presence, and Tommy gives a boisterous “hello there!”

Y/n stands there with a dumbfounded expression before responding.

“Well first off, hello boys, lovely to meet you. Secondly-” they take a deep breath before continuing, “-WHAT?! They just- ambushed you? Just like that? Man, I mean if the people in that kingdom were THAT easy to persuade into some cult, I don’t think you'd wanna rule there anyway.”

Smalltalk continues between Y/n and Phil, they offer them all a place to stay for as long as they need. Phil expresses his gratitude to Y/n, but there seems to be another conversation going on.

“Well go on, Tommy! You ask!”

“WHAT?! No, no, no, if you're so curious about it then why don't YOU ask?!”

“I've gotta agree with Wilbur on this one, Tommy. I mean, if we're gonna be livin’ here then you've gotta start pullin’ your weight, you relied on the serfs too much anyway.”

The huddle breaks as the trio stands up straight. Wilbur speaks up, seeming to act like his normal self again.

“Now, excuse me, Mx. Y/n? Tommy has a bit of a question he'd like to ask you, if you would be so kind.”

Wilbur declares, nudging Tommy forward to urge him to speak. Tommy jerks the side of his back away from Wilbur in annoyance. If you try hard enough, you can hear him angrily mutter “bunch of fuckin wrong ‘uns…” under his breath. Tommy turns to Y/n and Phil, clearing his throat before speaking.

“How do you know Phil?"

….

“Wow, way to make that question really captivatin’, Tommy. Way to go.”

“SERIOUSLY Techno shut the FUCK UP!”

Y/n lets out a snort before answering the question.

“Ahh, Phil here and I used to be partners waaay back. I was his potion dealer and he was a hunter back when that whole pair was popular- not even sure if you guys were alive for that era. We were real close for a good while before that whole thing died out and we went off to do different things. I've got my own thing and by the looks of it Phil does too. But man, you kept the bow and sword? Those ancient things?”

Y/n nods at the sword that Techno is still holding, though he sheathes it back into its holder now that he feels unthreatened. Y/n reaches up, stretching their back and flaring their wings out to stretch as well before relaxing.

“Oh, here, come inside! I've got a good amount of extra rooms, so make yourselves at home. Something tells me you'll be here for a while.”

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if-you-feel-lonely · 2 years

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Being C!Phil's older sibling would include...

TW: Swearing, me being british and projecting that onto Y/N :,)

You practically raised Phil, and it shows with how similar the two of you act

You spent a lot of your life travelling, sometimes with friends and sometimes alone

So while you were off building bridges and meeting new people, Phil was slowly but surely accumulating a surplus of children and friends - biological, legal and emotional

You don't come to the SMP often, but when you do, his home gets progressively more crowded

First it was just him and Techno

Then Wilbur

Then Tommy and Tubbo

Then Ranboo and Michael

And now Niki drops by, too

You swear you've seen Jack and Fundy a couple times

Even Eret used to drop by every now and then when L'manberg was starting out

"Every time I come to visit, you've picked up more feral little shits." "I'm not trying to." "You're a bloody liability, honestly."

... Yeah

If you end up having children like he does, you'll never hear the end of it.

"Hypocritical if you ask me." "Piss off, at least I didn't pick up the founding fathers of a country and their partners."

oh my god

Can we stop pretending he wasn't a feral gremlin child

Tommy and the others had to pick it up off someone, and we all know it wasn't from Kristen

"Wilbur, did I ever tell you that your dad was a fucking psychotic child?" "... REALLY-"

As much as you love your nephews, you're not afraid to play favourites

It started when Tommy and Wilbur were younger, with you would casually say "if you did this, you'd be my favourite"

Over time, they'd get more and more competitive

You're their coolest relative that laughs when they do stupid shit, of course they want to be your favourite!

Little do they know, Tubbo is your favourite

But you won't tell them that

That ruins the fun!

Phil is your brother, you're always looking out for him

That's why when Tubbo put him under house arrest, you couldn't help but feel betrayed

You also broke him out, but that's not the point I'm trying to make

Technically, you're not part of the syndicate

But when Techno calls upon Icarus to help, you're never too far away

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milqueandsugar · 2 years

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I desperately need headcanons for a reader with astraphobia(the phobia of lightning and thunder) and getting comforted!

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready 🏵

Genre: hurt comfort

Warnings: None

| Philza |

He hadn't a clue of your fear before this day, he would never have been able to guess

He's seen you tear beasts limb from limb , slay armies on your own

To say he was dumbfounded at first was an understatement

He had never seen you scared before, worried, shocked, startled yes but never, ever scared

He hardly recognized you

It didn't take long for him to put two and two together and he was by your side in moments

He wraps his big, used to be fluffy, wings around you and covers your ears.

You don't say anything, neither one of you have anything to say anyways

But you sit I each other's company until the down pour becomes a shower, then a drizzle and soon only the run off from the roof could be heard outside

He didn't ask about it, he didn't need to

But from then on, he payed a little closer attention to the skies.

| Foolish |

Foolish liked to fuss with his powers every now and then

It had gotten into a habit when he was young, when training and adapting to his God hood

He never grew out of training however, and he always kept the crackle of lightening in one hand

It was a slow day, the two of you lounging around and patching up the roof, he was really the only one doing the work you were simply enjoying the view

He had hardly registered the rattle of bones before an arrow flew past his head

You had jumped for your sword, having spotted the skeleton stowing away in the waters of your well (gross)

Foolish was faster though, and the sound of a rolling thunder made your hands tremble, even through closed eyes you could see the strike of lightening, feel it shake you like a rag dill as you stumble

Foolish, on a roll this evening had caught you before your knees truly buckled, he cursed and cursed as he brought you too his chest

How could he have forgotten? A moment of instinct made his heart shatter for you, he had ways promised to warn you, how could he be so..so idiotic?

When you had recovered from your fright you'd better give him some reassurance, in his eyes he might as have stabbed you

It takes some time but eventually you both calm, and decide to get back to work, and you too your view, even if he stopped every few minutes to make absolute sure that you were alright

| Niki |

When she heard the thunder her feet started moving before her mind did

Her groceries were long forgotten and you were placed in the forefront of her mind, and her worries

The sight of her bursting through the door was far more frightening then the distant thunder had been so far, but you were happy to have her home none the less

She brings you straight to the basement, out of sight out of mind right?

Niki keeps you busy with everything from board games, baking, reorganizing and sparring to keep you mind from the growing storm outside

If she's good at anything, it's being a distraction, and despite the Goose bumps and the hair on your neck beginning to rise you enjoy your time with her, and of course she with you as well

Together you leave the basement and pick up after the storm, fixing the roof, windows if need be, mopping up from a window you two always seem to forget about and joking all the while

When things begin to come to an end, and exhaustion has claimed you both do you finally remember what had been nagging you all day

"Niki?"

"Mmhmm, sugar?

"What happened to the groceries?"

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #mcyt x you #dsmp x you #philza x reader #philza x y/n #philza x you #foolish x reader #foolish x you #foolish x y/n #nihachu x you #nihachu x y/n #nihachu x reader

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sanderchu · 2 years

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hello! could i request a philza with an afab kid who comes out to him as genderfluid and bi please :)

i need parental acceptance lol

Always accepted

Note: your always accepted here dear <33 this is everyone's safe space. I love making these kind of things for you guys

Reader: genderfluid!reader

[writing] or hcs

You panicked as you waited. Phil was streaming and you didn't want to bother him but also wanted to get the feeling you had off your chest. You paced around your room which was right next to Phil's streaming room. You heard through the semi thin walls laughing with his chat and sounding very cheerful, what if you ruined his mood? No. if it was time you told him you needed to. If you didn't you didn't know what you were gonna do with yourself. Instead of waiting you left your room and walked right into his streaming room.

“Dad.” you said, slightly choking at your words. He spun his chair to look at you, “hey kid what's up?” He sounded so cheerful, only making you more nervous. “I need to tell you something..” he suddenly looked concerned as he took his headphones off and walked over to you. “What's wrong?” you gulped down your words but managed to say it, “im genderfluid.”

He noticed how nervous you looked so he managed to pick you up and spin you around, “I HAVE A GENDERFLUID KID CHAT” chat started to blow up as he kept spinning you and soon putting you down. “Aren't you mad?!” you asked confused but he just laughed and placed his hand on your shoulder, “never in a million years mate.” chat was supporting you as you stood around the rest of the streaming laughing with everyone.

#philza x y/n #dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #dsmp #dsmp scenario #mcyt imagine #mcyt #mcyt x reader #scenario #philza x reader #philza

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blackloki · 2 years

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Down for It, Down for It

Summary: What you do in the dark night, full of promise.

Pairing: Dream, Sapnap, George, c!Technoblade, c!Philza, Quackity, & Karl Jacobs x gn!black!Reader

Warnings: cussing, fluff

A/N: Minors DNI, I don't want that smoke. I am making a part two for the women and children (and maybe for Eret, Punz, and Bad) later. My [x Reader] posts are always ND!Black!readers.

Now Playing: Down for It - Idman

Dream

Sitting on the kitchen counter eating grapes and talking about the duties of tomorrow.

"...two big streams this week." Clay popped a couple more grapes into his mouth, "I'm going to be very busy, bubs."

His face scrunched. The green grapes weren't too sour but as usual, Clay was weak (/j).

"Welp, it's not like I'm upset about it. This is your job and you are your own boss. However, you see fit to schedule things out will always be right."

"Thank you." Clay snagged a couple more grapes, "I appreciate that."

"Yup."

"..."

"So much more money to spend on strippers, you know?"

"...WHAT?"

Sapnap

Eating snacks in the dark quietly. Sometimes humming a tune.

George

Pillow Talk & Cuddles

c!Philza

Replenish your social batteries.

c!Technoblade

Work on your own projects together under the moon.

When you came to, your hand hurt. In your lap was a wall tapestry that your hands were busy decorating with iron detailings.

"I'm going to the farms for copper, need anything?"

Subconsciously you knew, "Can you get me iron, emeralds, a bit of pink dye, and is Tom's inside yet?"

Techno slipped his cape on. His shoulders looked so broad in the silk that they gave you gender envy. In fact he nailed a precisely adrogynous style and you swear he did it to make you jealous.

"Tommy has been in front of the fire for three hours."

"Oh. Well that's all I need." You turned to your left, where the fireplace breathed, "Tommy?"

The young boy didn't move, probably asleep. You sighed and stood from your spot on the couch.

"I should be back in 45 minutes." Techno waved his farewell and left quickly.

As soon as he did, you tipped over to Tommy, "Toms.. bud... sweetheart?.. I need you to get up, doll."

It took a couple shakes before Tommy opened his eyes. He sat up slowly and you led him to get in bed. As he curled up in his little bed-cocoon, you laid a brand new, plush mooshroom next to Henry and blew out the lights.

Karl Jacobs

Quietly play cards together. Chaos ensues.

"Motherfucking cheater!"

"You just suck at Uno."

"Oh yeah, I believe the one hoarding trapcards."

"Well yeah you just throw them away."

"THEY'RE WORTH POINTS, KARLLIAM."

Karl shook his head, placing yet another Draw 2 card on the pile, "I wouldn't know."

"KARL!"

Quackity

Crying from laughing at both of your nonsensical additions to the conversation that should've died out an hour ago.

Alex's cheeks were wet and shiny. They hurt and so did his stomach and throat.

#dsmp #dsmp x reader #dream x y/n #sapnap x y/n #georgenotfound x y/n #technoblade x y/n #philza x y/n #quackity x y/n #karl jacobs x y/n #punz x y/n

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ficwriterwastakenalt · 2 years

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Oink P1 -Short bc i want more action in part 2-

requested by @KaiMick1 on wattpad -Child Yn also he/him- Part one will be Philza x Reader Part two is Techno x Reader

Yn, who had lost both his parents and his tribe, sat on the nether floor and stared at the lava while tears streamed down his face. When Yn heard footsteps, he swiftly spun around to see a tall, blond man with two black wings sprouting from his back. He was wearing a green hat and robe. Slowly rising to his feet, Yn made a squeaky grunting sound.

The man turned and smiled as he turned to face Yn. Yn stomped his feet and waved at the male, who waved back while his tail waggled. His tail began to wag faster as he approached the male and stopped directly in front of him. "Hey kiddo," the blonde remarked as he crouched down and rubbed Yn's head. Yn made a grunting noise and bumped the man's palm.

"You are the cutest little piglin," The male sprang back as Yn squealed and shouted, "P-piglin." He then looked over the piglin, which he could now see had more human features, just like his son. "You can talk?" he said. " I'm Philza, what's your name," Yn tilting his head. After pausing, Yn exclaimed, "Yn!" and grunted.

"Well, Yn, you make me think of my son, who is roughly your age." "son!" Phil laughed as Yn squealed and snorted, "Yeah, his name is Technoblade, perhaps you can meet him." Yn waggled his tail and nodded.

--3 days later--

As Yn waited for Philza to return in front of a glowing portal, the portal began to whirl and create loud noises, causing Yn to flick his ears back. Yn immediately hugged Philza's legs and said, "Philza!" " Do you want to come with me, Yn" Philza asked making Yn to nod and attempt to enter the portal. As soon as he joined, Philza grabbed hold of Yn and pulled him into the portal so they could travel together.

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poraphia · 8 months

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“PDA: Public Displays of Affection”

pairing • secret relationship!wilbur x reader 1448 words • 9.1.23 containing • secret relationship, sorry boys production, immense affection my masterlist ~! ღ mrs. mania ღ on Tumblr

“We’re about to film a new Sorry video. Want to give me a good luck kiss first?”

♡♡♡

There’s one thing about Tom Simons that everybody knows the moment you click on one of his videos.

Some viewers may find him annoying at first,

And frankly, it’s not like he’s wrong.

After Wilbur and I started dating we came to an agreement to keep our relationship a secret. There were a multitude of reasons for this. For one, we wanted to enjoy the relationship for ourselves and because of Wilbur’s music and streaming career, it would have been impossible to relish in such when there are hundreds of thousands of eyes on you. This leads to our next reason. Most of Wilbur’s friends are streamers, vloggers, gamers, you name it. That being said, most of the time we find cameras on us already. So, in order to keep up with our special secret, we tell our friends that we’re not dating so that it’s a much easier job keeping it on the down low.

So what happens when a younger boy who considers himself Wilbur’s brother constantly sees a woman constantly with Wilbur? Well, you’ll see for yourself.

I’m known to be Wilbur’s co-filmer and editor in his fanbase, meaning that even if we weren’t dating, I had to be constantly around him to help out with video planning and creating a digital diary as he was on tour. This week his friends were all coming to Brighton to shoot Chapter 2 for their Sorry! improv group.

It was the morning of, and I was met by the familiar, warming embrace of his arms slithering around my body. I scoot back a little bit, feeling his heartbeat steadily beat against my back. “Hey, are you awake?” He groggled out in a raspy morning face. I hummed in response, taking one of his hands to kiss the center of his palm. He pulled me closer to his chest as the fabric beneath us crinkled.

“I’m so sleepy…” I mumbled. With his hand, Wilbur smoothed my cheek, caressing my skin. I melted in his touch.

“I know, but we have to get up soon, darling,” He whispered. Gently, with his arm still wrapped around me, he sat us up in the bed. The morning sun peaked through the slightly open blinds, decorating our skin with streaks of light. He buried his face into the crook of my neck as the drowsiness slowly drained from me. His arms kept firmly around my torso, holding me as close as he could. Once we felt ready to get out of bed, we walked into the kitchen as I prepared a quick breakfast for the both of us.

“Do you want strawberry parfait for breakfast, my love?” I asked, looking inside the fridge.

“Yes, please.” He smiled. I nodded before grabbing the container of syrupy strawberries and Greek yogurt. Wilbur went inside the pantry to find the box of graham crackers. After he finished crushing them, he noticed me standing on my tippy toes to reach for the two glasses on the highest shelf. With a cheeky smirk, he walked behind me and lifted me up by the waist, earning a slight eep of surprise. Nonetheless, I was able to reach the glasses before he placed me back down with my feet touching the cold tile floor. I turned around, awarding him with a quick peck on the chin, before continuing on making our breakfast.

Sometimes, it was painful keeping this a secret, but I think it’s what makes moments like these more special.

Once we finished our breakfast and got dressed, we met up with the rest of the guys at a park in Brighton. Today’s film idea was to run a hotdog van of some kind, but instead, call them burgers. Honestly, don’t ask me, it was the guys’ idea. Most of the guys carpooled to the location, whereas Wilbur and I decided to take our own car. After some time walking to the park, we were both ambushed by Tommy and Charlie, who were already flopping around in hotdog costumes.

“WILBUR! (Y/N)! MY FRIENDS!” Tommy exclaimed, hugging the two of us. Wilbur pulled Tommy to the side, almost putting him in a headlock as they shared their own brotherly love. I hugged Charlie before stepping back to examine his outfit.

“You look… Meaty. You been working out?” I joked. He grinned before flexing one of his arms.

“Ah, so you’ve noticed my meaty and tender gains I see! I’ve been working on these babies just for this exact moment.” He said pridefully. Charlie flexed one of his muscles before kissing his bicep. I rolled my eyes before we both trailed back to the rest of the group. I greeted the rest of the team and even hugged Kristen to catch up with her since we last saw each other. Tommy and Wilbur then ran up to the group promptly as Russ explained exactly how the food truck was going to work. After some careful instructions, the film crew, which involved me, were told who was to record what. Per usual, I was directed to film Wilbur’s shenanigans.

“Alright, is everyone ready?” Russ asked, looking up from his clipboard. Everyone exclaimed their noises of agreement. I looked over to Will, who I noticed was patting down his pockets for something.

“Will, you okay?” Phil asked as he adjusted the scarf around his neck.

“Yeah, I just— I think I left my wallet. Uhh (y/n) can you come with me? It’s probably in the car.” He said, looking over to me.

“Oh— Yeah, sure.” I handed my camera to Russ in the meantime before walking with Wilbur to the car. I kept my hands in my pockets in the meantime to resist the urge to walk with fingers intertwined. It was far too dangerous now.

Once we made it to the car, I reached into my pocket to unlock it, but in return Wilbur just stood there, smiling at me. I tilted my head, a bit confused.

“Weren’t you going to go look for your wallet?” I asked. Instead, Will leaned on the car, smiling down at me with his chef’s hat a bit lopsided and his arms crossed.

“I actually did have my wallet. I just wanted to have a good luck kiss before we started filming.” He smiled. I rolled my eyes before grabbing him by the shirt collar so that he was now at my height.

“You know you can be annoying sometimes.” I scoffed, but a wide smile was plastered all over my face.

“I know. I just miss you.”

I placed a quick peck on his lips, but before I could pull away, Wilbur held me gently by the neck to keep me in place. Slowly, I felt my body melting by the touch of his soft lips as butterflies danced on my skin. I wrapped my arms around his neck, moving me closer to him. Tiny droplets soon started to drizzle down on us, but we weren’t leaving each other's lips anytime soon. That was until someone caught us.

“Wilbur? (y/n)? Guys it’s starting to rain and— OH MY GOD!”

We both immediately pushed each other away, only to meet with the shocked face of Tommy standing paralyzed in his hot dog outfit.

“OH MY GOD YOU GUYS ARE DATING! I KNEW IT. I FUCKING KNEW IT—”

“I— Uh— Tommy—!” I was rendered speechless as the poor boy rapidly glanced at the both of us. Wilbur ended up breaking the standstill as he walked up to Tommy, placing two hands firmly at his shoulders.

“Yes, me and (y/n) are dating.” He said firmly. “You’re not going to tell anyone, my boiled hotdog boy, alright?” All Tommy could do was nod in response, his mouth still open ajar. Wilbur patted him on the back before heading in the direction of the food truck. I jogged over to Tommy, shaking his shoulder a bit to snap him out of his thoughts. He turned to look at me, a hand running through his hair. I shrugged, a half-apologetic smile on my face before we both walked back to the park.

“To be fair, the reason I was so shocked was because last month I tried to set you two up on a date.” Tommy mentioned nonchalantly, playing with his fingers as he walked.

I chuckled a little bit. “That’s kind of funny—” until the realization hit. “WAIT HUH?”

♡♡♡

a / n ~ thought this was cute so I jotted it down like a couple mins before waking up lolol. Reblogs and likes are super appreciated mwahh

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nerdysleepybunny · 4 months

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Hallo! im new here so please let me know if i cross any boundries.'

anywho, I was wondering if i could request a platonic philza and/or techno comfort? ive had bad few days :(

Have a wonderful day/night!

I APOLOGIZE FOR GETTING TO THIS SO LATE!! I literally love dsmp asks even though the fandom is dying off, so this definitely isn’t crossing any boundaries! I hope you’re doing better. My dms are open if you ever need to chat! :D

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Character(s): Philza, Technoblade (ft. Mumza & Chat)

Fandom(s): DreamSMP

Reader: Gender neutral (you/your)

Style: Hcs

TW: N/A

Summary: How Philza and Technoblade (separate) would comfort you!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

Philza:

I feel like he’s the type to just know you aren’t doing well before you even say anything.

Like, you’re just sitting there in your feels, then suddenly?

BOOM CONCERNED DAD RIGHT IN YOUR FACE

“Are you okay, mate?”

“Do you need anything?”

“Here, let’s sit and have a chat.”

Literally shooing chat away so it’s just the two of you having quality time together.

Would sit down next to you on a couch, but probably wouldn’t initiate any touching. The most I see him doing is a shoulder pat or a hand rubbing your back.

Of course, he wouldn’t mind you leaning on him or embracing him! He just doesn’t want to touch you in case you want your space :)

If you want to talk about it he’s there to listen and offer wise old man advice (if you call him old while you’re upset, it’s the ONE time he won’t get defensive about it)

He’s just talking giving you some advice about your problems, then he hears you snickering

“What’s so funny?”

“You sound so old right now, Phil.”

Usually he’d shout his usual “I’M NOT OLD/I’m only in my 30’s, mate…” (I’m pretty sure he’s canonically thousands of years old but shh let grandpa be delusional)

But now? He’d just chuckle and shake his head

“Whatever you say, mate.”

DON’T EXPECT HIM TO BE SOFT FOREVER, IT’S ONLY BECAUSE YOU’RE CURRENTLY SAD

After you’ve concluded your venting/told him that you don’t want to talk about it

You know what time it is…

DISTRACTIONS!!!

Pillow fort anyone? He’s giving pillow fort vibes.

He’s a dad, so obviously he’d just do all the work and build it for you. Again, only because you’re sad. Any other time he’d yell at you for not helping.

Speaking of sadness

Don’t let Phil’s wife see you sad…

OH NO YOU’RE SAD? NOW MUMZA IS SAD AND IS RUSHING TO COMFORT YOU

Mumza is the type to cry when she sees someone else crying, so now both of you are just sobbing together and Phil is there trying to comfort the two of you but is an overwhelmed old man and may end up crying himself

Uh… cry party?

Either you all end up making fun of each other for crying which results in you all laughing together, or you just cry till you get sleepy and pass out on the floor together.

What an interesting way to family bond.

Technoblade:

So you seek The Blade for comfort, the most monochrome and nonchalant man on the server. What a wonderful decision, reader! /lh (I’d do the exact same)

If you’re a Technoblade fan you’ve definitely heard the “it’s fine” audio.

Now I can either be wholesome and say he’d hold you close and whisper that everything will be okay to you

Or I can be silly and realistic and say that he’d pull out a phone and just play the audio with a blank face, but is laughing on the inside due to your “what the actual fuck” face.

Okay now for some actual comfort!

As we all know… Technoblade isn’t exactly good at comfort.

He kills orphans for a living, how do you think he’d react seeing someone crying like a child?

He’s standing looking at you with a look of “why is this creature screaming” and “wtf do I do”

“Uh… you good? You okay? You, uh… need a hug…?”

Very awkwardly holds his arms out for a hug, and if you accept, he even more awkwardly pats your back.

If you got his shirt wet with tears, he’d DEFINITELY comment about it

“Are you seriously ruining my shirt? How are my enemies supposed to think I have a good fashion sense now?!”

Goes into a rant about how he needs to look his best and how it’s a good strategy to beat his enemies in battle while you’re kinda just there… honestly are you even crying anymore?

You’ve stopped crying ages ago, and he’s still just talking

In conclusion, Technoblade is good at calming people down without even trying (I was literally having a breakdown and all I needed to do was listen to the silly pig man talk about Greek mythology. It must all be part of his master plan…)

Speaking of listening to his voice, here’s a scenario.

“Technoblade, can you read to me?”

“…what?”

“Read to me.”

“I’m not reading you a bedtime stor-“

“I wanted you to tell me about Greek mythology.”

“Fine. Come here.”

Long story short, he starts by reading you just one story. That one story turns into the entire history of the Greek gods and goddesses… yeah you pass out pretty quickly. But Technoblade isn’t one to stop mid-ramble. Once he notices you’re asleep, he’ll continue talking, just quieter. He’ll eventually get sleepy himself, and soon enough… you’re both asleep.

Works like a charm!

🩷☁️N E R D Y S L E E P Y B U N N Y☁️🩷

#bun asks #bun writes #technoblade x y/n #technoblade x you #technoblade x reader #technoblade fluff #philza x reader #philza #philza minecraft #philza x kristen #dreamsmp x reader #dreamsmp x you #dreamsmp #mumza #dsmp fluff #dsmp x you #dsmp x reader #dsmp x y/n #comfort fic

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michu-chaotic · 2 years

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SBI + sibling!reader (plotanic)

Summary: Headcanons of the SBI with a younger sibling!reader walking into their room after having a nightmare.

c!Philza

So for Philza I'm gonna make him be your dad instead because we love dadza <3.

He's definitely a light sleeper and is usually always up to like 2am so once he hears your little sobs from across the room, he'd come rushing to you.

Will help you calm down by playing with his wings whilst doing breathing exercises :D! He will not leave your side until you're fully calmed. If your nightmare was THAT bad he will stay by the side of your bed until you fall asleep.

"I won't let anything happen to you, okay? It was just a silly nightmare <3"

He has three other sons so he's pretty much always ready for this moment <3.

Tommyinnit

Grumpy and heavy sleeper. You'll have to wake him up by softly poking his shoulder. At first he'd be like "What is it now?" still being half asleep, until he notices it's you and the tears in your eyes. He'd immediately go soft and sit up and ask what's wrong.

He'd honestly be like "It's just a nightmare, it's not real so don't worry." And wipe your tears away.

He doesn't really know what to do but he'd offer you to sleep with him if you want so you feel a bit more safer!

Also add the "Don't tell anyone about this."

Wilbur soot

Wilbur is another heavy sleeper tbh. But once he sees you all teared up, he'll just take a guess and scoot over so you can lay down beside him while telling him what happened. He would hum to one of his songs until you gradually fall asleep !!

If you're not ready to fall asleep, he'll just put on a funny video on YouTube for you to watch until you drift off to sleep again.

Depending on how bad your nightmare was, he will sometimes carry you back to your own room again and tug you in while you're sleeping or he'd just let you sleep in his arms.

c!Technoblade

He's a light sleeper as Philza. He's always on look out and stuff. But once you came into his room in tears with your comfort teddy in your hand while he was writing a letter he was like "Aren't you supposed to be asleep- oh."

He'll come up to you and carry you into his arms and sit on his lap. He'll ask what's going on and what the nightmare was about. He's unsure about what to do, but he had Tommy coming into his room after a nightmare when he was a small kid so it's nothing new.

He'd just make you do breathing exercises and do these cute piglin noises to make you laugh <3. He'll let you sleep in his bed and hum you a lullaby until you fall asleep.

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fanboo · 1 year

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You have a headache HC’s (all)

Dream

• sends out a group text to not get loud

• “I’ll be right back”

• goes and grabs medicine and something to take it with

• “here hold this”

• carefully carries you to bed and tucks you in

• “I’m sorry your head hurts.” (Soft voice)

• forehead kiss and a water bottle left on the bedside table

• offers to stay with you

• ends up getting in bed with you to hold you in such a way that he could block what little light was left in the room from getting to your eyes

Sapnap

• Yells at everyone to shut up

• Realized too late why that was a bad idea

• Apologizes

• Kisses your forehead then tells Dream to bring you some meds

• Pulls you across his lap and holds you until you fall asleep on his shoulder

• He took his hat off to cover your face from the light

• Falls asleep with you

Georgenotfound

• Tells Dream who gets you medicine

• Is very conscious about how much noise he makes

• Tries to stay quiet

• Talks to you in a soft voice

• You made him ramble and fell asleep to him very excitedly explaining how to code a new mod he was working on

• Despite his size he still managed to get you onto his back and carried you to bed like this

• Tucks you in and kisses your forehead before joining you

• Good nap

WilburSoot

• Jokes on you he has meds in every room

• Just pulls some ibuprofen out of seemingly nowhere and hands it to you

• Turns off all the bright lights and tells you to get on his back

• Carries you to bed like this then tucks you in

• Softly sings you to sleep

• “You’ll be okay love.”

Tommyinnit

• So. Loud.

• Until you tell him to shush bc you hurt

• Gets you the meds you need and makes sure you’re all good

• Takes really good care of you

• He’s just… so soft. It’s so different from his online persona

Technoblade

• Keeps headache meds in his basement due to long hours staring at a screen

• Gives you some

• Asks if you need anything

• Let’s you fall asleep on a beanbag he put in there for you

• Best Pig.

• Blood for the blood god.

• Shut up I’m still mourning.

Tubbo

• Closes the curtains and just gets into bed with you

• It was honestly a really good nap

• He’s cuddly when you sleep together

Ranboo

• They checked if you were sick

• Tis but a headache

• “Here have some of these”

• Gives you meds

• Both of you just go back to existing together after that

• They do occasionally ask how you feel and if you need water

Philza (platonic)

• Bird Boy gets you meds

• “Hydrate child.”

• Literally acts like all dads do when you have a headache

• Tells you stay off your screens for a bit to see if it helps

• “Try a nap”

Karl Jacobs

• He’s so sweet

• Tells everyone to not be too loud

• Gets you some meds and water

• “I hope you feel better soon, I love you”

• Forehead kisses every like five minutes

• You guys fell asleep on the couch

Quackity

• Makes fun of you

• But he’s like nice about it

• “Imagine having a headache, skull issue, L.”

• And yet he teases you quietly

• “You want some Tylenol? Ibuprofen?”

• Let you borrow his beanie

Slimecicle

• Gives you ibuprofen

• Makes loving jokes about your headache

• Picks you up the way dads do their four year old daughters and carries you to bed like this

• Cuddles and forehead kisses

(Hey y’all. Life is lifing. By which I mean I’m 17 and about to graduate. So I don’t know when or even if I’ll post again. I’ll try. But it’s hard.)

#mcyt fanfiction #reader insert #mcyt #dream smp #mcytumblr #ranboo #sapnap #ranboo x y/n #tubbo #tubbo x reader #quackity x y/n #quackity #philza #karl jacobs #dream x reader #wilbur x reader #Wilbur soot #Tommyinnit

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sardonic-the-writer · 1 year

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VALENTINES DAY WITH THE SBI <3

• You hadn't been with the Sleepy Boys for too long, being a guest they had taken in until further notice had that affect after all, so when valentines day rolled around, you hardly noticed at first

• The only thing that clued you in at first was the way Wilbur used it as an excuse to share his plethora of sappy love songs

• Not to say he didn't already do that on the regular—he just had an excuse this particular day

• Chances are he ushers you, Phil, Tommy and Techno onto the living couch while he sits opposite all of you, strumming a tune about a mysterious stranger that had stolen his heart (often times maintaining soft eye contact with you all the while)—only pausing at the end to enthusiastically ask your opinions

• "I think it was shit. Where's all the men and the money and the riches Wil."

• "Tommy, I swear to god mate. One of these days, Wil's gonna smack you upside the head and I'm not gonna do anything about it."

• Tommy has spent every valentines day so far pretending to throw up at every romantic gesture he happens to stumble across according to Phil. Even if it's just a pink heart.

• He had been doing this ever since anyone could remember apparently, so it was to be expected at this point

• Secretly, though, he likes to think about everyone's reactions to him giving them a flower. He'd give you a daisy specificly, probably braiding a few stray ones into a flower crown for your hair like Tubbo had taught him. But he eventually decides that would be too babyish, and resorts back parading around the house while whining about love and how stupid it was

• Unlike Tommy's drastic change in behavior however, the only difference between normal Techno and Techno on valentines day, is that if you asked him enough times, he would read some of his greek mythology books out loud to you

• "Heyyyy Techno. Nice weather were having huh?"

• "S litteraly stormin outside (Y/n)."

• "Uh. Well. Rain, er, am I right?"

• "Jus' get in here so I can read to you already."

• Funnily enough, he always chose romance stories. Or at the very least, the few happy ones that existed in mythology, just for you

• The tale of Eros and Psyche happened to be your favorite. And each time you asked, Techno would turn back to the beginning to read it again, a faint smile on his face at your own

• At one point Wilbur had passed by Technos room, momentarily seeing through the cracked door the sight of you laying your head in Technos lap gently as he read to you

• Later when he brought it up to the pinkette, he had gotten a book thrown at his head and was told to never mention that to Phil

• Phil himself spends most of valentines day looking out the window and up into the sky quietly, petting one of his crows slowly. Like he was waiting for something. Someone.

• But in the meantime, while he waited, Phil was perfectly happy with his wild family and the stranger from the woods they had taken in, heart bursting with love for them all

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myceliumsunshine · 6 months

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random wilbur relationship things

pairings: wilbur x gn!reader

pronouns: you/yours

content/trigger warnings: fake fighting (maybe?), swearing

couple fights

depending on your height one of two things happen

if you're short/shorter than him you constantly threaten to beat him up

"fight me like a real man, tall boy" "you will actually die if i fight you"

if you're taller than him he will headbutt you before asking to 'scrap'

"i'll actually fucking scrap with you mate don't even test me" "oh shut it short stack"

petnames between the happy couple

wilbur calls you either darling, love or baby

if he's feeling frisky he'll call you bitch or cunt

"hey darling?" ... "darling?" ... "my love?" ... "bitch look at me" "what's up?"

in return you call him honey or mon amour

you're not french (or are you?) but because french is the language of love you like to call him that anyway

or you call him mon petit bureaux de change

"mon amour?" "what do you need?" "i have a new petname for you!" "oh that's lovely what is i-" "mon petit bureaux de change" "so you watched that video?" "many many times. speak french more often it's kinda hot-"

jealousy

jealousy doesn't really happen that often between you two

you know that wilbur would never cheat and he knows the same about you

but there are still those bad days when you or wilbur feel like shit about yourselves and you get jealous of the people around the other

you guys have a codeword to drop everything when the other feel like shit

"it's funny phil, tommy refuses to quit messaging me about going out for a vlo-" "GRAPEFRUIT!!!!!" "shit i gotta go, bye phil and kristen" *hangs up* "come here baby i got you"

"tommy if you ever buy me anything, buy me arctic monkey tickets" "GRAPEFRUIT!!!!!" "bye tommy! gotta go!" *hangs up* "cuddles mon amour?"

okay one more: lovejoy tours

it depends on your work really

if you can take time off to travel around the country with him then you do

if you can't then you spend every night on the phone with your boys (yes you refer to lovejoy as your boys, you love them all almost equally)

"hi boys!" "HI WILBUR'S PARTNER!!""HI MY PARTNER!!" "HELLO WILBUR'S PARTNER!!" "hey [NAME]!!"

leave a like and a follow if you enjoyed!

#fanfic #wilbur soot x reader #wilbur soot #wilbur soot x y/n #wilbur soot x you #lovejoy #tommyinnit #philza minecraft #mumza #writing #pet names #fanfiction

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sniffler369 · 6 months

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anyone X reader- a heartbreak from the devil himself

"oh my god y/n! Shut the hell up!" He shouts at you. His words banging and stabbing your heart like a knife.

You have sentitive ears, never liking load and sudden noices were never on your to do list. So being shouted at was the worst thing that can happen.

But here you are, being yelled at by your lover. Him shouting at you, half drank wine bottle in hand. While you standing, freezed with outer shock that, him, of all people would yell at YOU.

The good thing that your body does is something called "shut down" this is when you shut out any and everything out of ear shot. You can't hear anything, only you and your horriblily quite world.

Hence the words "shut down". You just ignore him. It's like your there but not mentaly. You in the room physically but not mental.

Everything is just a blurr.

You look up at him and see the rage and madness that is eating your boyfriend up.

"why can't you just leave!?" He yells at you.

He throws the wine bottle at you. Your body dogses it at the last second. The bottle smashes into a million peace's.

He tried to hit you. He tried to hurt you.

Than everything went white. A blurr.

It was a few minutes later that you reliesed that you are walking away from the house you lived in with your lover.

You stop dead in your tracks. What that hell were you doing!? You didn't know where you were going. You didn't have any where to go. So where were you going?

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milqueandsugar · 2 years

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Can you do something like what newly wed life is like with Philza please??

THANK YOU SM

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready🏵

Warnings: None

Genre: Fluff

| Newly Wed Life |

Philza spoils you absolutely rotten, he can't help it truly!

On a normal day he'd be at your beck and call, his love language is acts of service so you best believe he'll be servicing you

But after just getting married?

You don't even have to say anything he has everything you need darling

Part of it is his silly bird brain telling him to show you that he was the best possible choice

(Which you already know)

And the other is the fact that he is riding this newly Wed ride hard

This next few months are the happiest and most blissful you've ever seen him

His relaxed his grinning like an idiot all day, truly the peak of his life

During this time he'll take you out pretty often, most of your dates before and after the phase are dinner dates or picnics, something small and near the house since the two of you are so busy

But during this phase? You are painting L'manburg red you are out every night

You two even build your own house together! Sort of a bird thing but the thought is even romantic to you

He builds special display cases for your guys wedding attire (that eventually gets forgotten about in the attic but it's the thought that counts)

Newly wed philza is all laughter and energy, it's the happiest he's been in centuries and he tells you everyday, things have changed since then, as all things do, but the one thing that has stayed Relatively the same, his is absolute adoration of you.

#dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #dsmp imagine #mcyt x you #dsmp x you #philza imagine #philza x you #philza x y/n #philza x reader

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sanderchu · 2 years

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Ok so I’ve had this ideas where Dadza finds a hummingbird hybrid teen reader in a cave trying to fight off a bunch of mobs with just a wooden sword, so obviously he helps the child and adopts them. Sorry if this doesn’t make sense, I made this up at 4 in the morning

Under my wing

Note: this is so fucking cute- we love dadza here <33

C!philza and reader

Father and child relationship don’t be weird!

Reader: Gn!reader

Y/n’s pov

You were laying under a tree relaxing just looking around. Until you felt it, a little rain drop fall through the leaves. You immediately got up and started to run but the rain wasn’t fair behind. You panicked since you didn’t really have a home so couldn’t just run home so you had to resort to one thing, a cave. You managed to find one quite quickly so immediately went in and sat at the end of the cave watching the water fall. The cave was small yet long so it was pretty roomy and kinda comfy as you sat in this random rock.

As you were watching and waiting for the rain to go away you heard a sound. Like a sorta groan but thinking it was the cave and it’s sounds you ignored it. A bit later you heard it again but a bit closer. You turned around to see a zombie, well, 10. You panicked making you fall off the rock and scoot back grabbing your wooden sword held by your belt. You finally focused on the situation and stood up holding the sword with both your shaky hands trying to keep it in hand.

“Stay back!” You said as you then heard another sound. Quickly turning around you saw more mobs come after you. You were corned with your sword, all you could do was fight. There was no way out, you were trapped. “Help!” You screamed hoping someone could hear your cries as you tried to fight each mob off alone in the cave.

Phils pov

I had to go deliver something to tubbo for tommy that day. I was pissed since it was raining but my wings are pretty hard to ruin so it wasn’t that bad but still annoying. “Help!” As i was walking i Heard a cry somewhere near. I stood still to try and figure out where the sound came from, “help someone!” I followed the voice as it began to go closer and closer. That’s when I saw someone in a cave cornered. “Help!” I noticed they had a wooden sword nearly snapped.

With instinct I grabbed my diamond sword and started slaying the mobs. The person fell to there knees as I finished each one off. Once that was finally over they were in tears trying to wipe them off as I noticed there broken sword. I immediately kneeled down and moved there hair out of there face. “Hey it’s ok now, I’m here” I jumped back a bit as they went into my arms immediately hugging me tightly. “Do you have a home?” I felt there head shake signaling a no, “would you like to stay with me?” I felt there nod as I wrapped my wings around them and made my way out the cave back into the rain.

“It’s ok, I got you kid”

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