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[sunflowerdaisybee]

The End

I know I told you guys I was going to try and come back to writing and appear more frequently but over the past few days of thinking in between stressful work days. Sadly I just cannot get back into the dsmp fandom enough to feel comfortable writing at the rate and accuracy that I used to. 

The thing is that I still want to write and post to tumblr as I really enjoy doing so. Of course with work and other life things taking priority and my insane amount of other hobbies, posting wouldn’t be as frequent. What I’d like to do is either convert this blog, or create a new blog for fics from all kinds of fandoms. It would be a mash of all kinds of fandoms and might occasionally feature dsmp related content. That said, I’m not promising that I will for certain post dsmp related fics, but there is a possibility that I will make a related post there.

As always I’m looking for your opinions about this type of thing. Would you guys prefer that this blog gets converted into a sort of free for all, or would you rather I leave it alone and let it remain as an ever aging piece of the dsmp fandom?

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Hello there!

So I saw your posts and I absolutely fell in love with your blog and I wanted to request something

Like feral boys with a reader who has low self-esteem (they/them please!) and they think they are not good enough for them and one night they wake up from a nightmare of them leaving the reader and just kind of have a breakdown?

Not me calling myself out-🥴✌️

Hope you have a nice day or night where ever on the world you may be 🧍

And feel free to ignore this if you feel uncomfortable with writing this or sumn-

I have no idea how old this ask is, and I'm terribly sorry it took me this long to get to your ask. Hopefully, I've done this ask justice, and despite it being so late I hope you still enjoy it! :]

Pairing: Feral Boys (Individual) X Reader

Pronouns: No specifics used but Gender Neutral intended

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

Dream:

→He wakes up shortly after you startle awake, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he sits up to comfort you. His focus is on getting you to calm down enough to talk to him so he can help you through whatever it was that was upsetting you.

→He’ll hold you close and run his hand over your back, rubbing circles into the expanse of skin as he helps you focus on deep breaths. His other arm wrapped securely around you, holding you as close to him as he can manage.

→“It’s alright Love, just focus on deep breaths right now.” His hand rubs slowly over your back, the tips of his fingers leaving a tingling sensation across your skin. You didn’t deserve this, you weren’t good enough for his comfort or any of his love. That seemed to be the only thing your brain could focus on, quickly losing track of your deep breaths. 

→“You’re ok Love, I’m right here with you. Nothing’s gonna hurt you, you’re safe now Bubs.” It was his voice to drag you back to reality, to what had startled you so badly in the first place.

→Dream always knew of your insecurities, it was something he had picked up on in the early stages of the relationship, but it never occurred to him that it was this severe. 

→When you had finally calmed down enough to explain what had brought you to tears, it nearly broke Dream’s heart. Because not only had you been feeling so unworthy in the relationship, but you had been bottling it up this whole time and he had no idea.

→“There’s no one I love more than you, in fact, no one even comes close. I asked you to be my partner because you’re the one I love. The one who I want to wake up beside every morning, who I want to spend forever with. There’s only one of you and I’m so lucky to have you.”

George:

→When you startle yourself awake, you also startle George awake. As soon as he sees you beginning to cry from whatever woke you, he’s reaching out for you. One hand holds yours while the other reaches for your face, his thumb slowly wiping tears as his hand cradles your face.

→He whispers softly as he does his best to comfort you, letting you slowly lean into him as he focuses on you. His hand holding yours runs his fingers slowly over your knuckles, tracing shapes into the back of your palms. 

→“Hey you’re ok Babe, I’m right here. Just take deep breaths ok?” His eyes dance over your figure, watching for any nonverbal confirmation that you understood him. George was always so good to you, he deserved someone better, someone who wasn’t you. A taunting voice echoes in the back of your mind, sending you even deeper into the mess of tears you had become. 

→“Deep breaths Sweetness, you’re ok now.” His voice was like a life ring in the ocean of tears and insecurity you had been drowning in. The soothing sound pulling you slowly back to land.

→Being insecure was something you and George had shared in the beginning of the relationship. When things were fairly new and you were both still figuring out how things worked. 

→It wasn’t until you were able to speak and expressed how your insecurity had only grown over the time that George finally understood what had you so upset. 

→“If it meant telling you one hundred times a day how much I loved you to get you to understand even a fraction of how deeply I feel, I’d do it. I love you like no other and will always be here because there’s nothing that will make me want to walk away. You’re the only one I want, the only one I need.”

Karl:

→Karl wakes up to find you already sniffling, having cried to your heart's content and drowned your sorrows in tears. It breaks his heart a little that you hadn’t woken him for comfort or that he hadn’t woken sooner. 

→He immediately pulls you in for a hug, burying his face into your shoulder as he holds you close. His hug reassuring and comforting as he wraps his arms around you, pouring every ounce of love he holds into it.

→“You don’t have to tell me why you were crying, it’s ok. Next time, wake me up so I can help you, I don’t want you to be sad alone.” Curse Karl and his big heart, how could someone so sweet and loving fall for you? Like a snake up a tree, the thoughts slowly begin to creep back into your mind, overtaking any previous thought you had there previously. It’s almost enough to start the waterworks again as you bury yourself deeper into Karl’s hold.

→“It’s alright Sugar, let it all out. Crying shouldn’t be held back, just let all your tears go.” Karl was always one to encourage you to cry, his shoulders always available for whenever you ended them.

→Your insecurities were something Karl had been very aware of since you two had met, even in day-to-day life your thoughts shone through in ways he picked up on. 

→When you’ve stopped crying for good and explained to him how these kinds of thoughts had been bothering you and the dream you had, he listens to every word and makes mental note of it all. He’s determined to shower you in as much love and patience as you need to help squash these thoughts for good.

→“I’ll always be here for you, whatever you need, whenever you need it. We’ll work through this together and I’ll do whatever it takes to prove that my love is stronger than those dumb thoughts. I want nothing more than for you to feel happy and loved every second we’re together.”

Sapnap:

→Chances are that when you awake from the terrors of the dream, that he’s already awake. Even if it isn’t that often he has streamed in the early morning hours before and if it happened to be on the night you had the nightmare then he’ll likely be settling into bed right as you awake.

→Immediately his attention is on you, he begins to fuss over you, even more, when your eyes well up with tears. He’s pulling you into his chest as he runs his fingers over your scalp, his other hand resting gently against your side as he holds you close. 

→“You’re alright Babe, I’ve got you now My Love.” To think this man loved you, of all the people begging for even a second of his time, and he chose you. You were a nobody compared to him, what kind of selfish person were you to keep him to yourself? Like moth to a flame, the thoughts that had invaded your dream began to once again find their way into the forefront of your thoughts. 

→“Hey, hey you’re alright Babe, I’ve got ya.” Not the best with words, it’s Sapnap’s actions that help ground you, reminding you of when and where you were.

→Sapnap knew you struggled with insecurities in the relationship, and while he did his best to combat them, he could only help when you told him you were feeling that way.

→Hearing that your insecurities had gotten so bad that you couldn’t even have peaceful dreams sent searing pain through Sapnap’s chest. How could he not have noticed? In that moment, he vowed to love you so thoroughly that you’d never for a second doubt a thing.

→“You mean the world to me, I love every little thing about you. I’ll do everything in my power to ensure that you wake up every day and go to bed every night knowing that you’re the only one for me, that there’s no one else I love as much as you, and that I only want you, for the rest of time.”

Quackity:

→He wakes a few seconds before you, having been awoken by your tossing and turning in your sleep. Catching the moment you suddenly awake and being there to comfort and reassure you before you start crying.

→By the time your tears begin to fall, he’s already got you in his arms, cradled gently to his chest as his head rests on yours. His hands rub up and down your side, soothing you and helping you to calm down in a quiet manner. 

→“It’s ok hon, you’re safe now. I'm here for you my dear.” Quackity, always the caring partner to you. He was always there for you, always having to deal with your problems and insecurities. You were such a burden to him, weren’t you? Like a deep, dark ooze, the insecure-bred thoughts slowly crept back into your mind, filling up and taking over any rational thought.

→“Cry it all out hon, we can talk about it when you’re feeling better ok?” Quackity was there for you every second he could be, he never wanted you to feel like he was too busy for you.

→Your insecurities were something Quackity had been fighting since you first brought them to his attention. He was always loving and doting on you and making compromises to accommodate how you felt.

→Hearing that they had only gotten worse and were invading your dreams was upsetting. He felt like he could’ve done better and that he should’ve done better. 

→“I promise you will never spend another day doubting my love for you, or how I only need you. I will make sure that every moment I am given with you, I will spend loving you and showing you how worthy you are of all my love.”

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

I’m Not Dead :D

So I know it’s been like, roughly 5 months since I last posted and I’m terribly sorry for that. There’s really no excuse aside from me getting caught up in other hobbies of mine and not having the motivation to write, which is entirely on me.

The thing is, after looking through my inbox with all your old asks, I’d love to get back into writing. My problem is, I’ve been out of the fandom for months and have no idea what’s going on anymore. 

I’ve seen like the whole face reveal thing, but that was huge and I think everyone saw that, but aside from that I’ve seen nothing.

So writing is very much something I’d like to get back into, but I’m gonna need to do some catching up first. So in the mean time, I’m just going to stick to cc and not any characters. :]

[sunflowerdaisybee]

look at my cat

aaawww, sorry it's taken me so long to respond to this ;v; your cat is so cute that I would see the pictures and then forget to respond, but I love your cat, so lovely :] <3

[sunflowerdaisybee]

HIYAAA AGAINNN

I hope you’re doing AMAZING:DD can I request a

Quackity x male reader:0

SO BASICALLY ITD BE, Reader is keeping Quackity up late at night until like 3am and then reader decides to take Q out to teach him how to skateboard AND Q CONTINUES TO FALL AND FALL ON THUS (tall) MALE READER with many many snacks and kisses and love mhm mhm AND IN THE MORNING reader rewards Quackity with lots of kisses and cuddles because he messed up Quackity’s sleep schedule:))

Take your time and TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF MWAHHHH<3333

I just wanna say, I love the energy that radiates from this ask, like I can’t really can’t explain how much I smile when just looking at this ask. Anyways I hope this was to your liking and I hope you enjoy :]

Pairing: Quackity X Reader

Pronouns: None used but male intended

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

“You’re gonna be the death of me someday,” Quackity sent you a playful glare as his foot warily stepped onto the board.

“What a way to go. Oh, be careful, you’ll fall if you do that.” You were quick to put your foot over one of the wheels, stopping the skateboard from rolling and allowing Quackity to stand fully on it.

“This was a terrible idea.” Hands shot out to grab onto you as Quackity nearly tumbled over. How did you make this look so easy?

A chuckle left your lips before you moved to help him, grabbing his hands with yours and taking your foot off the wheel. The first step in teaching Quackity to ride was to help him find his balance, something of which he seemed to be lacking. Whether it be from general poor stance or tiredness was up for debate but really who was going to argue with you at this hour.

“Can’t we just go inside, and go to bed? It’s like 3am.”

“Nope!” Slowly, you began to walk, pulling Quackity along with you, forcing him to focus on not falling and set aside his complaints. Finding his balance was easy, the hard part was getting him to be able to push off and step onto the board without help.

“I can’t. (Y/n) you asshole, lemme- fuck!” You almost felt bad for your neighbors, having to listen to your boyfriend fall, and scream, for a little over an hour now.

“You’re fine. C’mon, we can be done for today.” Pulling Quackity to stand, you bent down to pick up the skateboard, passing it to your short boyfriend before pulling him up onto your back.

- “Mmm stop, it tickles.” The words barely made it out of Quackity’s mouth, his brain still muddled with sleep as he slowly bounced between consciousness and sleep. The feather-like kisses you left all over his face were slowly pulling him out of his sleep and back into the land of the living.

“Wake up sleepy, I wanna love on you.” A chuckle, and then more kisses followed your words, trying to lure your boyfriend out of his slumber.

“I also got some snacks and ice packs because I’m certain you’ve got at least two bruises after all that skating this morning.”

“Wasn’t even really skating, more like falling.” Quackity rolled over so that he was laying on you, blinking at you slowly as he let sleep leave him. Your arms found rest around his waist, rubbing up and down his spine slowly as you hummed in response.

“You really that tired?” A murmur of a yes came from Quackity. Unlike you, he wasn’t able to stay up well past midnight, sleep for a few hours, and then get up like nothing happened. He much preferred to get a good amount of sleep and wake up refreshed.

“Aw my poor baby, sleep a little longer then. I’ll wake you up later.” A hand left his back to fiddle with his hair instead, running through it and playing with the soft strands. The movements, combined with the warmth radiating from your body slowly lulled Quackity back into his peaceful slumber, allowing him rest from your shenanigans once more.

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

Can i have a liar reader who scared about fight with Karlnapity? or that weird?

so when you say liar reader, do you mean that the reader is a liar or fears that people are lying to them? Being scared to fight with people is normal, I just don’t seem to understand the lair part, not weird at all though! :]

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Everything should be all set now! If anything isn’t working or anything like that please let me know so that I can fix it! :] thanks for your patience

Uh so my masterlist links aren’t working because of a change to the blogs name, I’ll fix it later this afternoon, sorry for the inconvenience ;v;

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Uh so my masterlist links aren’t working because of a change to the blogs name, I’ll fix it later this afternoon, sorry for the inconvenience ;v;

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Helloo<3

Could you do something with Macaw!Hybrid Male!reader × DreamXD? They are alot like Philza where they have a group of tropical birds that follow and talk to them , reader has really big and beautiful wings and one day , they were hanging from a tree , all the colourful birds in the tree's and they hung upside down , face to face with XD , turns out XD hadn't a clue what a macaw was , he was asking questions about you spesifically alot. Idk , just a small thing with colour bc he has not a clue what colour is.

So I did do a small bit of research on macaws because I wanted to be accurate but if anything is wrong then please correct me ;v;

Pairing: (P! or R!)DreamXD X Reader

Pronouns: none used but male intended

[A/n]: requests are open :]

Your wings flapped about in delight, your laughter floating through the trees around you as you, and your little birdlings, laughed and squawked in delight. 

“That was a good one, everyone take notes from him, he’s got good jokes.” You complimented the small bird beside you, watching as the others all began to think, trying to conjure up their best joke.

“Ah, what a beautiful day.” Hooking your legs around the branch and closing your eyes, you allowed yourself to fall back, hanging upside-down as your smaller friends began to chitter amongst themselves.

“Run!” A panicked squawk came from one of the macaws beside you, the rest flapping their wings and flying off in panic. This startled you, causing your eyes to fly open as you attempted to pull yourself up, only to ram your head into something hard.

“Ow, what the?” Still upside-down, you peeled open your eyes, staring right into the face, or rather mask, of the hard thing you just crashed into.

“Oh, uh I’m sorry.” Moving around him, you pulled yourself back into a sitting position, turning to face the strange man. It was then you noticed his wings, similar in shape and size to yours, but fully white rather than the colorful array that yours was.

“What are you?”

“Huh?” His question confused you, wasn’t it obvious what you were?

“You have wings with more colors than an average bird, yet this does not seem to be for camouflage purposes.”

“Oh well, macaw aren’t typically native to this area so I suppose I do stand out quite a bit.”

“Macaw?”

“Yes, a species of bird. What species are you?”

“I am a God.” You looked confused at the man before you, furrowing your brows before shaking your head.

“Ah, whatever. Would you like to learn more about macaws?” The man nodded, watching as you hopped down from the tree before taking a seat on the ground, motioning for him to join you.

As he sat down across from you, you began to go into detail about macaws, covering almost everything from diet to average wingspan.

“So you don’t eat any meat?” 

“Macaw birds don’t eat meat, as a human I technically could but I much prefer the fruits and seeds that my nonhybrid counterparts prefer.” DreamXD nodded, taking in all the information you had told him.

“Why are your wings those colors?”

“Oh, it’s a type of trick strategy to keep safe from predators. Since macaw are flock birds, meaning we travel and live in groups, we use the bright colors to disrupt the shape of our bodies and confuse predators. It’s called disruptive coloration!” DreamXD nodded, looking from you to the small birds gathered around you. They had returned earlier when they realized that they were in fact, not in danger after all.

“Are those your pets?” He motioned to the small birds that surrounded you, some of which seemed to hop about in an aggravated manner after hearing his question.

“Not pets, but rather friends and family. As the saying goes, birds of a feather, stick together.” A few birds squawked and laughed at your play on words, though DreamXD didn’t seem to get it.

“Do you have any other questions?”

“No, goodbye now.” DreamXD stood up before vanishing, his presence blinking out of existence right in front of you.

“Well, he was certainly odd. What species of bird do you think he was?” You turned to look at the array of colors bouncing around you.

“I’m not sure but he’s certainly weird, I say next time we fight him.”

“No, let’s not fight him, I’d prefer to not make any enemies.”

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

Can I please have SBI with a sibling reader who always feel like their on fire due to anxiety and the SBI giving them cold things to cool down (My anxiety cause me to feel as if I'm on fire, so I always have a cold water bottle or ice pack on me)

-💛🔥

So since this isn’t something I personally deal with, I tried to do my best without like overstepping any lines, if that makes sense? Ah anyways I hope this is to your liking and I hope you like it :]

Pairing: P!SBI X Reader

Pronouns: none used/gender neutral

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

So each SBI member does a different thing to keep you cool. They all have their own little thing to help cool you down or to lessen the heat for you.

Phil uses his good wing to fan you gently, if you��re at home he’ll give you ice cream or an ice pack to help as well. If you’re away from home he’ll help to get you to a shady area before fanning you and grabbing a cool bottle of water for you.

[“Here eat this.” Sliding a bowl of your favorite ice cream, Phil goes to stand behind you. The light fluttering of his large wing creates just enough of a breeze to cool you down without disturbing anything in the home.]

Wilbur would carry around a small bag full of cold drinks and snacks for you to have, it helps cool you off internally rather than externally. If you’re at home then you can find this bag somewhere in the kitchen, but if you’re away from home then Wilbur will have it on him. He restocks it constantly to make sure there is enough in there and that nothing goes bad.

[“Do you want the red or the blue?” Wilbur held two drinks in front of you, waiting for you to pick one before placing the other back into his bag. He then pulled out a handful of snacks, opening the one you wanted before shoving it into your hands.]

Tommy and Tubbo kind of hand in hand as they both do similar things. They carry around handfuls of those instant ice packs, the ones you squeeze to activate. They do this over ice packs so that they don’t have to worry about keeping them cool, they can also carry more at once. Whether at home or away from home, they’ll have several on them constantly, they even hide a few around other's homes just in case they run out.

[“Here hold this.” A cooling pack was shoved into your hands rather quickly, more being soon pressed against you. “Stay still (Y/n), we’ve got you.”]

Something that Tommy does that Tubbo doesn’t though is to pour water on you (assuming you’re waterproof). He targets specific areas so as to not ruin clothes or other things. He’ll get the underside of your head, soaking the roots of your hair so that it will keep you cool. He also targets your hands and (if available) your feet.

[“Alright, hands.” Having already gotten your head, Tommy moved on to your hands, wanting to pour the cool water over them to both cool your hands and to allow you to spread the cool water over yourself. He would next ask you to remove your shoes so that he could get your feet as well.]

What Tubbo does that Tommy doesn’t is carry around cooling gel, rubbing it into key points on your skin where you either feel the hottest or where he can reach.

[“Alright, I got all that I could reach on my own, do you think you can get the rest?” Tubbo held the tube of cooling gel out to you, watching you with concern as he waited for your answer.]

Ranboo can’t do much to help, his inability to carry water or interact with it makes it harder for him to help. To combat his water problems, he carries around fans. Some are the little handheld ones and some are a little larger, all run on alternative power sources so they don’t require an outlet to work. He will hand you a fan and set up others around you to cool off as much of you as he can. He’ll also pull you into a shady area and insist you sit down for a few moments, also insisting you remove a few layers of clothing if you wear several.

[“Hold this one, I’ll set the other ones up while you just sit there.” There was no arguing with the tall, ender boy, especially during a time like this. So you simply sat there, cooling as much as you could with the smaller fan while he bounced from spot to spot around you, positioning a ton of other smaller fans to point at different parts of you.]

Lastly, there is Techno who isn't the best help, but he does his best. He would spend a lot of time trying to find a potion that would help cool you down when consumed, but while that was in the works he would work on other things. When at home he would run you a cold bath or shower, letting you climb in to soak and lower your body temperature. If you’re away from home he’d look for a shady spot or the nearest cave as those are going to be the coolest spots. Aside from that, he’ll carry a small pouch with cold items, which include but are not limited to jewelry, orbs, and cloth. These can be placed or held anywhere to target the hottest spots.

[“(Y/n), I need you to hold this.” Techno handed you a larger, smooth stone. It was cool, the stone lending its coldness to you, allowing the chill of it to sink into the flesh of your palms. As you held the rock, Techno placed cool, but not damp, rags onto your shoulders, back, and legs.]

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

Could we get a part 2 to the ranboo adopting a enderchild thing you did please?

Part One Here: >(^.w.^)< 

This was fun to write but I spent way too long trying to scroll down my page and find part one, i had trouble finding it through other ways ;v;

Pairing: P!Ranboo X Reader (you’re his adopted son)

Pronouns: He/him

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

It had been a few years since Ranboo had first taken you in, making you his second child ever. Despite that, he had done his best to be a good role model and father to you. A lot of his time was spent teaching you mannerisms and english, since you only spoke ender and the small portion of your life before Ranboo had been rough. Your language skills had developed pretty well and despite still messing up or forgetting words every so often, you were rather fluent.

“Phil!” The tall, winged man turned at the call of his name, finding you standing in the doorway of the house. He had asked you to start on the pasta for dinner whilst he gathered some veggies from the garden. 

“Where is the uh, the bowl?” 

“Bowl? Gonna have to be more specific, kiddo.” Phil gave you a questioning look trying to think about what bowl you were talking about.

“The bowl for the pasta. The water remover?” Phil held back a chuckle as he realized what you were talking about.

“It’s called a strainer and it’s in the cabinet to the right of the stove.” You gave him a loud thanks before rushing back into the kitchen, returning to the pasta that you had been tasked with. 

“Was that (Y/n)?” Ranboo had appeared in the garden, nearly startling Phil as he was still focused on the smaller boy.

“Yes, he seemed to have forgotten what a strainer was. Did you find what you were looking for?” Ranboo had left for a nearby town with Techno earlier that day, leaving his young son under the care of Phil.

“Ah yes,” Ranboo reached into the small satchel that hung at his side, pulling out a small, golden crown, reminiscent of the one that he often wore. His son, (Y/n), often stole the crowns of his father and Techno when he believed the men weren’t looking, prancing around in them and imitating the two older men. 

“He’s gonna love it.” Phil smiled, already imagining the reaction you’d have.

“When are you gonna give it to him?” Ranboo seemed to consider this for a moment, contemplating on whether he should present it to you after dinner or on a later day. 

“I think I’ll give it to him tonight. Will Techno be here for dinner?” Ranboo knew that Techno would want to be there when you were presented with the gift. Not only had you come to see both Techno and Phil as family, but they had considered you as such as well. 

“Yes he should be, how far behind you was he?” 

“Not far, he stopped to bargain with someone over some gold jewelry.” The two shared a look before chuckling, knowing they too had tendencies related to their biology. 

Tucking the small crown back into his bag, Ranboo followed Phil inside, greeting the small boy who had come bounding up to him.

“I missed ya dad! How was the trip?”

“It was good. Did you have fun here with Phil?”

“Yeah! I made pasta!”

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

Could you possibly do a Male God!Reader with 2-4 sets of wings (To show a sign of power, kind of like some goddesses with extra limbs to show power) with C!Quackity where they both just preen each others wings and have a nice fluffy day indoors if you feel comfortable with it and/or have time? Have a lovely day by the way ^^

This was really cute and fun to write (even though i rewrote it like five times lol), i hope you like it! :]

Pairing: Quackity X Reader

Pronouns: none used/gender neutral

[A/n]: Requests are open! :]

“Would you quit moving so much? You’re gonna make me mess up.” Quackity chuckled as you continued to bounce with light laughter. He had made a rather stupid joke, in all honesty, but it made you laugh, now struggling to hold still while holding it in.

“(Y/n), it wasn’t even that funny, I mean, c’mon,” he started to slowly dissolve into laughter as well, his soft chuckles melding with yours. His hands dropped from your middle, left wing as he instead placed them on his legs trying to calm himself down as his wings fluttered behind him. What he hadn’t accounted for was your wings also fluttering with your laughter, something made all the more dangerous by your number of wings.

His sudden shriek and the soft thunk against one of your wings was what finally snapped you out of your laughter. Apparently, you had gotten yourself so worked up that one of your wings had accidentally thunked your boyfriend in the head. Knocking him over and startling him out of his own laughter.

“Oh shit, Quackity, love, I’m so sorry. You ok?” Quackity seemed to lay there for a moment, not fully comprehending what just happened.

“Did I just get slapped by your wing?” A brief snort escaped you as you helped him back into a sitting position, nodding your head as he looked at you bewildered.

“I’m sorry love, your joke had me laughing so hard that I just sorta lost control.” Quackity only stared at you for a moment before tackling you, pinning your larger frame below his.

“First you don’t sit still, and then you slap me with your wing! You’re in for it now.” His hands, smaller in comparison to yours, made quick work of finding your sides and attacking, nimble fingers dancing over your ribs and tickling you. A howl of laughter escaped from your mouth as you attempted to move his hands away, he was determined though, fueled by your earlier actions. 

Your hands did little against his, weakened by your current state. Your wings, on the other hand, proved to be a big help. With you laughing uncontrollably, they were fluttering like wild beneath you, the six creating quite a racket as they knocked into everything. 

“Quackity, I- pfft, wait- just,” he was relentless in his attack, not allowing you to speak out full sentences. It wasn’t until he was, again, hit accidentally by your wing that he stopped, allowing you a moment to collect yourself.

“You seriously hit me again?”

“It wasn't, it wasn’t on purpose!” You stuttered over your words as you thought about the action, trying not to laugh at your clearly displeased boyfriend.

“Yeah ok.” Quackity playfully rolled his eyes at you, smiling as you scoffed back, just as playfully.

“Your wings do the same thing when you laugh, they just aren’t big enough to hit me.” 

“You're lying.”

“Oh yeah?” Your voice held a challenging tone, one that Quackity should’ve taken as a sign to run. Just as quickly as he had tackled you, had you flipped the situation on him, pinning him below you.

“Just watch,” and just as he did previously, you began to tickle him, chuckling as he squirmed and laughed uncontrollably. And just as you said, his wings did the same thing, flapping relentlessly against the floor below him.

“See, my little ducky, I was right.” Your hands raised, stopping the attack on the poor man as he used the chance to catch his breath.

“I’m not little.”

“Nah don’t say that, my sweet little man, my tiny beloved.” What started as preening, turned tickle fight, had now turned into teasing. At this rate, no wings would be finished today.

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

Hello! If it's possible can you do a punz/foolish x M/GN reader? Early morning cuddles with them seems really nice for some reason. Your work is amazing btw!

^this, loved it, amazing, 10/10, but you weren’t specific about what exactly you wanted so I kinda just, did whatever? I did CC because you didn’t say CC or C and I did for Punz, Foolish, and Punz and Foolish, because I wasn’t sure if you wanted them separate or together, but not you get both! :]

Pairing: Foolish X Reader | Punz X Reader | Foolish X Reader X Punz

Pronouns: None/gender neutral

[A/n]: Requests are open :]

Foolish:

Waking up next to him is either amazing or really annoying, it depends on how you see it. 

Foolish is a cuddler, the type to wrap himself around you as much as possible and not let go. So if you wake up before him, you might be stuck laying there for a while.

He’s a peaceful sleeper so if you wake up first, then you’ll be greeted by a sweet sight. If he wakes up first, he’ll run his fingers slowly over your arms and legs, tracing slowly over the details of your face and over any part of you he can reach.

If you’re a late sleeper then he’d wait for you to wake up, he doesn’t want you to wake up without him there because he knows he wouldn’t want to wake up without you.

Foolish is a walking heater, which is great during the winter or if you’re just generally cold all the time. He makes getting out of bed that much harder because of his warmth. He holds you close and keeps you feeling loved and warm. Keeping the blanket covered exactly how you like it while also holding you close to him.

Waking up with Foolish is a little warm and stuffy sometimes but it’s also really sweet and loving. Foolish always whispers in the morning to keep from being too loud and will place light kisses to your nose and forehead before getting up.

Over 8.5/10, amazing and sweet and loving but cuddling in the summer might be too much heat lol.

[You hummed at the feeling of Foolish’s fingers dancing over your arms, his fingertips brushing over every speck and spot he could find. You’d often wake to this, Foolish letting his hands wander amongst your limbs, slowly running over all that he could reach, all that he loved.

“Good morning,” his soft, morning voice reached your ears, pulling you from the warm grasp of sleep and into his warm hold instead.]

Punz: 

Waking up next to Punz really depends a lot on you.

Punz is the type to cuddle if you want, but he doesn’t need it. All he needs is to hold your hand or feel your back against his to be able to sleep. He just sleeps better knowing you’re there.

Waking up with him is nice because he usually wakes around the same time as you. Whether it’s earlier or later, your sleeping habits will start to affect his. Either way, he will stay in bed till you get up or will set an alarm to ensure he gets up when you do. 

If he wakes up before you, he’ll lay there till you wake. Muttering to himself about how much he loves you, slowly tracing patterns into your palms. Punz will draw little pictures as he talks about all the dates he wants to take you on and where he wants your future together to go. If he wakes after you he’ll greet you with a kiss on the knuckles and a soft ‘hello’

Punz is the type of guy to lay there, staring lovingly at you while you both talk softly about your plans for the day. Talking about lunch or dinner ideas, what errands you guys have to run today, all simply domestic-type things. He just likes knowing how much time he can spend with you during the day, even if he has you all to himself at night.

He loves waking up at the same time as you, it allows him more time to talk and admire you. Punz enjoys these moments most, where it’s the two of you just living and loving. There’s no worry of other people or any responsibilities, just you, him, and love.

Overall, 9/10. He’s a soft and loving guy who adjusts to your needs. He loves you and would let nothing stand in the way of that.

[“There would be lights strung up here, and over here would be flowers,” the voice of your lover fades in and out as you do, slowly rocking forth between asleep and awake, eyes fluttering as you struggle to open them.

“Hello, love,” a sweet greeting followed by a sweet gesture, a kiss lingering on your knuckles. Punz often woke you up like this, a gentle greeting as he waits for you to become fully conscious.]

Both:

Waking up with both is certainly interesting, you’ve got Foolish who’s holding onto you like his life depends on it, slowly trailing his fingers along you. His fingers lovingly touching over every spot, mark, and scar, nothing but love and adoration in his eyes. But there’s also Punz, who is watching your eyes slowly flutter open, his lips meeting your knuckles as he asks how you slept.

The bed’s a little crowded, warmer than you might prefer, but cozy. Foolish is snuggling up closer to you, tempting you to fall back into the delicate arms of slumber, and Punz is asking you what you’d like for breakfast, what you’ve got to get done today, and a handful of other questions. 

The two men will lay there, holding you and talking to you, about you, anything that comes to mind really. They’ll chat between the two of them if they wake before you, or if one of them is awake with you they’ll chat with you.

When the two wake up before you, they talk about you. They talk about your birthday, anniversaries, anything related to you or your relationships. Occasionally they’ll talk about games or other stuff but you’re their favorite thing to talk about, never gets boring or old or tiring to them. 

If you wake up before Foolish and Punz, you’ll find it impossible to escape. Foolish has, basically, a death grip on you, holding you close to him with his strong, sturdy limbs. Getting out of his grip is damn near impossible, but let’s say for the sake of argument that you did escape. The new problem is getting off the bed. You can’t slide off the bed because you’ll bump into their legs, which will likely wake Punz and have Foolish grabbing at you in his sleep. You can’t climb over Foolish because he’ll just grab you in his sleep, and you can’t climb over Punz because it’ll wake him up. Basically, you’re stuck on the bed till they both wake up, or one wakes up (or you wake him up) to let you out. 

Overall, 10/10. Sweetest boys, they love you so much and just can’t help it. Might be a little hot during warmer days or a little crowded but it’s so comforting and loving that there really isn’t room for complaint.

[“Well, our anniversary is next month. I was thinking,” Punz began to tell Foolish, in detail, about the idea he had for an anniversary date. He had been thinking about it for a little while now but had forgotten to tell Foolish about it until now. Foolish was quick to hush Punz when he noticed you stirring in your sleep, Punz softly tightening his grip on your hand, coaxing you awake. His efforts were well-intended, but with Foolish’s radiant body heat, it was hard to fully awaken, your mind and body wishing to simply dissolve into the mattress and return to the dream world.]

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

for you my good sir

For you, my fellow good sir :]

[sunflowerdaisybee]

Halllo! Can I be tagged in your fics? It'd be nice If I was only tagged In male and nb readers but all Is also fine :] Your writing Is great :]

Yes of course! And it’s ok to only want male and nb! I greatly appreciate when people let me know do their tagging preference, defiantly makes things easier! Thanks so much and I hope you’re having a great day/evening/night/morning :] /pos

[sunflowerdaisybee]

could you do cc!sapnap x male reader (romantic) where the reader comes home from a family event that wasn’t too good and is just exhausted and sapnap takes care of him ^__^ thank you!!

Ah I totally felt this one, being around my family (any member really) is so draining and I just wanna crawl into bed with my cat and sleep for a week lol, anyways I know this is late but I hope you enjoy anyways! :]

Pairing: Sapnap X Reader

Pronouns: None used but male intended

[A/n]: Requests are open! Feel free to swing by :]

You blinked slowly as you unlocked the door, your key jamming and getting stuck as you tiredly tried to tug it free. The last thing you need was your door blocking you from getting into your home and getting some rest, especially after dealing with your family all day. That isn’t to say you hate your family, it’s just that family gatherings with them, or generally spending extended periods of time with them, can be exhausting and generally shitty. Thankfully you got to come home to the warm embrace of your bed and the even warmer hold of your boyfriend.

“(Y/n), hey!” Sapnap had been waiting for you by the door, having heard your struggle with your keys and approaching to greet you. His cheery greeting was meant to be followed with even brighter questions, but seeing how you were in the current moment, he decided to hold off. “Everything ok?” He approached you slowly, pulling you gently into a hug as the door swung closed behind you. Sapnap knew everything wasn’t ok, with how quickly you sunk into his arms, your limbs wrapping around him and hands grasping at his shirt, it was obvious. Everything about you clearly stated how you were feeling, tired, and done with today.

As expected, your response was nothing more than a grumble of how your family sucks and how you missed him, the usual response given when you were forced to be around family.

“Why don’t you take your shoes off and go change into some comfy clothes? I’ll grab some snacks and set the bed up with your favorite blankets and pillows ok?” You nodded, slowly letting Sapnap go after holding him another moment. Taking off your shoes and changing was easy, waiting for Sapnap was not. You had been apart from him all day and wanted so desperately to cuddle him, to lay in bed with him as he chatted mindlessly about some new game he started playing or a new idea he had for a stream. You could listen to Sapnap talk for hours, especially when you weren’t in the mood to talk.

“All comfy and cozy?” Walking into the room, arms full of snacks and drinks, was your beloved boyfriend. He made quick work of the snacks, setting them up in a place where you could reach them without them being in the way or anything, his next job being blankets and pillows. Most of those had already been on the bed, as he liked to lay with them when you were gone, but a few had been stored so as to not crowd the bed. All of these were tossed not at you, but on the bed and in your general direction.

“Sap,” You hadn’t meant to whine at him like that but you really had missed him, asking for him to hurry with only a brief call of his name. He, of course, understood and did his best to pick up the pace, collecting up everything he had thrown and settling it around you. He then settled himself in beside you, smiling as you instantly clung to him.

“Mm, I missed you today. I actually got so bored without you here that I started looking for new games and,” Sapnap started off on the long, mostly one-sided, chat you had expected. Occasionally you would pipe up with some words or a hum in response but you mostly focused on his voice, allowing it to relax all your tense muscles and thoughts.

Sapnap didn’t mind how the conversation ran, he knew you would be drained after such an event and that you’d speak about it when you were ready. He had grown accustomed to comforting you in such manners whenever you’d return from particularly bad family outings, and he knows you’d do the same for him if need be.

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[sunflowerdaisybee]

HIIYYAAAA

Love u AHH CAN I REQUEST QUACKITY ONESHOT CLINGING ONTO TALLLL MALE READER LOTS CUDDLES AND KISSES AND FLEXING Æ

take ur time!!!:DD

Oh boy did I enjoy writing this, took longer than I wanted because of a whole thing with my laptop but I did get it done today and really enjoyed writing it! I hope you like it as much as I liked writing it :] /pos

Pronouns: None used for reader but male intended

Pairing: Quackity X Reader

[A/n]: Requests are closed, please check back later :]

“Five more minutes,” Quackity whined out as you attempted to stand up, the weight of your boyfriend dragging you down. 

“I gave you five minutes, ten minutes ago.” You slumped back onto the bed, watching as your boyfriend scrambled to fix his position. Standing up, or at least your attempt to, had caused him to shift off of you slightly. 

“But you’re so warm and I’m so comfy.” Another whine as he did his best to weigh you down, you hadn’t given up on getting up but you were going to have to try something other than force. 

“What if you come with me? Then you can hug and kiss me all you want without having to wait for me to come back home.” You were only going out to pick up some groceries, but Quackity seemed to take it as you were leaving him for months. 

“I could, but I would have to change and I wouldn’t be able to lay on you.” In his current position he was laid mostly on top of you, his head and upper torso on top of yours, arms wrapped around your chest, and legs tangled with yours. 

“Well, your options are, come with me and get all the kisses you want, or stay here and get no kisses until I come back.” 

“Or, and hear me out, you could stay in bed with me all day and give me as many kisses as I want.” You playfully rolled your eyes at his words, hugging him a little tighter to your chest. The two of you continued this bit for a few more minutes, going back and forth playfully whilst trying to find a compromise.

“Don’t you have to stream today? Wouldn’t you like me to be home when you start your stream, that way I can bring you snacks and drinks and kisses whenever you want?” Quackity seemed to dwell on this question for a moment, weighing his options before ultimately sliding off of you. Now laying beside you, he pouted, watching as you sat up.

“Fine we can go, but I’m stealing one of your good hoodies.” You chuckle and place a quick kiss on Quackity’s forehead before getting up. Your shorter boyfriend follows suit, slowly climbing out from beneath the warm blankets and stumbling over to the closet.

“You owe me extra kisses for this.”

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