#I think Tommy is Wilbur's kid and it shows.

[rat-rosemary]

👁👁

[copepods]

call him a professional chef the way hes so good at cracking eggs

[id: several black-and-white sketches of dream smp characters, in which wilbur is depicted as a trans man. in the first, wilbur and eret are shaking hands. wilbur is saying “nice to meet you, i’m wilbur!” while eret stares down at wilbur’s boobs, thinking “ooh. i want those.” in the second drawing, wilbur and sally (a trans woman who hasn’t realized her identity yet) are laying in bed. wilbur’s saying “well, i was born a girl, but i realized i’d be happier as a boy, so-” and sally, shocked, exclaims “you can DO that??” in the third drawing, wilbur is comforting a young fundy. fundy says “i hate being a girl! i wish i could be anything else!!” and wilbur, smiling, says “well, i have good news for you, bud.” in the last, tommy and tubbo, both young kids (and soon-to-be trans boys) are laying in a field together. tommy says “man, wilbur’s so cool. i wanna be just like him someday.” and tubbo replies “yeah, same.” the next panel shows the same drawing with the meme of rdj pointing at himself, and the text “they are both transgender.” end id]

[deadqueerboys]

Baby Fever - Headcanons

Wilbur, Quackity and Tommy. X Gn! Reader (separate).

Wilbur saying the name of his son.

SFW UNDER THE CUT

Wilbur

He was quiet for too long, walking in circles. You thought he would probably be nervous about a new concert, but it wasn't. When you walk towards him and ask him what's bothering him, he smiles. Wilbur places his arms around your waist and kisses you cheek.

"Wouldn't it be nice.. you know? Having a mini you around this house?" Wilbur is so kind about it. He seems happy but concerned about your answer. He would be a great father. He would stop anything to take care of your son/daughter. Even with him being aggressive sometimes, he knows how to take care of someone, he takes care of you!

He's up to anything. Adoption? Let's give this kid a proper house. Pregnancy? He would do anything for it. Insemination? He's ready for that! Of course, he would worry about this kid and the way they would grow up. He wouldn't let this kid have social media for a while, blurring their face on the pictures so nobody does anything wrong with the image.

The thing is, Wilbur would be a great father. He really would. He wants it, he waited for someone who loves him so much they would give him a tiny version of himself. He doesn't mind if it's a boy or a girl. He just want to hold them. Tell them everything is okay and dad is coming home to sing them a song to sleep or maybe tell them a story.

He's pretty affectionate, giving gifts, spending time with them, and bringing them to watch his shows. He writes beautiful songs about his kid, watching those pretty chocolate eyes they got from Wilbur.

Quackity

It was never really his dream. He just liked the idea. Sometimes, he thinks he's too young for that, but he's sure it would make him happy. At the bed, he can't stop at looking for pictures of himself of when he was a kid. You were almost sleeping by his side, until he goes under the covers and hugs you from behind.

"Mi vida, are you sleeping?" Quackity whispers, bringing you closer to him. He doesn't move, only laying his head on your shoulder to be next to your ear. "What would you think if I say.. I want a baby." He giggles. He's smiling, so unaware of your reaction. It doesn't matter if it's a bad reaction, he can try it later. But if it's good..

As soon as you agree, he starts to give you the options. He wanted to get ready for a kid, so he got every single cliche thing he would. He even brought two types of painting, blue and pink. He wouldn't mind using another color if you wanted, but he likes it a little bit traditional.

He would be a great father. He would he a little confused at the beginning, but he knows everything he should. He learns how to change diapers and the proper milk so the kid can eat and get strong. He likes the idea of creating a kid in a healthy way, so the first thing he tries when the kid gets on their sixth month is give them fruits.

Also would hate exposing his children, so no social media or showing the kid on stream. He allows you to post pictures with them without blurring, if it's just you and the kid. He loves showing his family how the kid got his cute cheeks but your eyes.

Tommy

He's too young for that, but he keeps asking for it. He's not very mature when talking about kids, he barely started to think about taking care of himself. He was recently single, and you, as his best friends had to hear everything he wanted to say about having a baby.

"Mate, think with me! A blonde, blue-eyed kid with the most amazing smile, this kid would be like a tiny me! And I'm good as hell." Tommy talks on your ear once again, always with the same talk about getting some random someone pregnant. He even thought about getting a baby with you or Tubbo, it doesn't have to be romantically, he just wants it.

It's really a baby fever, because in the second he starts talking about this, he won't stop. He even teases you, caressing your legs and coming closer like if he was going to kiss you. Everything is a joke to him, but he seems really focus on this thing of having a kid.

[pidgedee]

BEHOLD!! the party!

more info about this au under the cut because i love it So Much

first of all, you can read what i’ve written of this au here on ao3! it’s only backstory oneshots rn, but i do have a whole timeline plotted out that i’d love to keep chipping away at. but it’s taking me forever so here’s a little summary w some spoilers!

basically:

- tommy and wilbur meet when tommy is this twelve year old scruffy little street kid and wilbur is a traveling charlatan bard. tommy steals from him. wilbur casts hold person and goes “hey you fucker give me my goddamn wallet” and tommy goes 🤩 “ok but only if you show me how to do that” and because wilbur is easily manipulated by tommy’s charming street urchin ways, he agrees. and now they’re literal crime boys and travel together stealing and conning As Brothers <3

- tubbo was raised by a cult that believes he’s a prophesied savior, so tubbo ALSO believes he’s a prophesied savior. scott smajor is a divination wizard and part of the cult. one day some stranger wanders into the cult, realizes Oh My God This Cult Is Raising A Kidnapped Child, gets in over his head, murders a cult member (not scott smajor), and causes such a ruckus that tubbo gets kidnapped 2 electric boogaloo by a surviving cult member (this time it is scott smajor). a chaotic and bloody series of events ends with tubbo completely alone in the world and not sure where to go. luckily, there’s a certain bard-rogue duo to swoop him up and pull him into their party!

- quackity is Not a warlock no really guys seriously he’s just some guy. he’s just some guy who once accidentally wandered into a cult and murdered one of the cult members (they had it coming ok) and then sold his heart to a devil who, uh, took out the entire cult after that. we connecting the dots here? yeah. when quackity meets the rest of the gang, he and tubbo stand there spiderman meme pointing at each other but in Total Secret because neither of them are eager to reveal their backstories yet. tubbo kind of hates quackity. quackity does not know what to think of tubbo. it’s fun.

i’m cutting myself off here so i don’t ramble forever but IVE ALSO DONE SO MUCH WORLDBUILDING specifically regarding religion in this au. Ask Me About My D&D AU Pantheon

[sircantus]

Oh oh oh what is "Rich boy rich boy whatcha gonna do"?

THAT one is a dark sbi au kinda where struggling artist wilbur gets caught up in the influence and the attention of Technoblade who is like, the eldest son of the Craft family, who is super rich and somewhat famous with Phil being a famous person and Tommy being a spoiled child. Its a little funny bc its like wilbur constantly wanting to shake Techno for being such a rich kid (ex. techno has never had cheap pizza bc he’s had literal chefs making his meals all the time) and they get into funny little shenanigans with Techno constantly dragging wilbur into Rich Events (wilbur shows up to a ball with a shirt that has food stains and Techno has to wrangle him into the next room to put on something Presentable, bc we have a reputation, WIL-!) but its also meant to be a slow horror where Techno goes from seeming like a down to earth person to someone who will actually do anything to make sure he gets what he wants. (And he wants Wilbur to be his Friend. his friend. No one elses, thank you!)

Its- ahhhh i wanna ramble on but i dont wanna too much but anyhow one detail i like in the au is that theres a contrast between Tommy and Techno in how they act bc Tommy acts like a typical rich kid who gets all pissy when hes denied something and Techno and Wilbur tend to be like “wow he’s throwing a tantrum again lol” and Wilbur thinks that its just Tommy whos got some issues but then later on Techno has something go wrong with his 77 step plan to befriend Wilbur and he gets so upset about it that he snaps and tears apart his whole room in a fit of rage, which is such a MOMENT bc then its a reveal that Techno isnt any better, hes just better at keeping it behind closed doors. And PHIL is also just as bad as them bc he’s entirely justifies the damage and is like “ahh its going fine techno its not all lost but i can arrange for someone to go missing if you want”

Also also Techno is technically?? A fashion designer?? In the fic yeah i think that was the thing Phil is like a big name and Techno takes after him and theres also the detail of Techno constantly trying to have Wilbur wear his pieces and Wilbur is like “there is no occasion where i need to wear something thats worth more than my car” “well we do have this charity event next week-“ “who is WE??”

GOSH its all so much its such a fic and it does get really dark at some bits (wilbur ends up trying to murder techno lmao) but ehh its a wip who knows if ill ever post it haha

Also its called rich boy rich boy whatcha gonna do bc the rich boy is techno and whatcha gonna do is wilburs mental process when he realizes how deep in trouble he is

[clingyduoapologist]

*taps mic*

May I have your attention please? Would the real DSMP protagonist please stand up? I repeat, would the real DSMP protagonist please stand up?

We’re gonna have a problem here-

Ya’ll act like ya never seen a ctommy before, jaws all on the floor, like Wilbur when cPhil walked through the door, started looking him up, sadly of course, eyes had remorse, didn’t want to use deadly force (but he did!) 🤣

It’s the return of the-“aw wait no way, you’re kidding. He didn’t just say what I think he did, did he? And ccdream said…” nothing you idiot ccdream’s dead he’s locked in my basement 😈

Feminist women love tommyinnit, “chicka chicka chicka c!tommy, I’m sick of him 😒 look at him, walking around, grabin his discs so tight, flipping off dream on sight,” yeah he’s so cute, right? 🥰 yeah probably got a couple of screws up in my head loose, but no worse than what’s going on in lore streams with ranboo, sometimes, I just wanna hop on tumblr and just let loose, but I can’t, but it’s cool for cSam to kill cRanboo 💀

ctommy’s on your screen, ctommys on your screen, and it’ll stay that way for a time slot that’s just obscene, cause everyone has gotta know ‘exactly what I mean, when I be sayin he’s the littlest guy I’ve ever seen ❤️

Of course you gotta know about the lore streams, about all the insane scenes, where he would put the big T in acTing-we ain’t nothing but bloggers, well some of us wrongers, posting takes cold just like Antarctica 🥶

But if people with the IQ low be makin posts bout whether not it’s moral to be cheering during a torture show and you feel like I feel I feel? I got the antidote, some discourse we’ll help promote, sing the chorus AND IT GOES-

It’s ctommy yeah he’s the real Tommy all you other ctommy’s should try to stop balling 😭, so won’t the main character please stand up? Please stand up? Please stand up? ⬆️ ⬆️ ⬆️

‘Cause it’s ctommy yeah he’s the real Tommy all you other ctommy’s should try to stop balling 😭, so won’t the main character please stand up? Please stand up? Please stand up?⬆️ ⬆️ ⬆️

[nomsfaultau]

Philza Malewife Competition Round 9

Previous rounds: Cleaning. Cooking. Decorating. Karens. Sick Day. Eggs. Hugs. Venting. Current points: The Lambs Wolves Wear (2), Lighting Lanterns (1), Weight in Gold (2), Fault (2), everyone else (0). And an honorary point to qsmp for a guest appearance.

For a quick synopsis for the fics I’m referencing- those are here

Next round: Handy man! Broke a Samsung Smart Fridge? Giant magical explosion? No problem! These Phils are on the job, dedicating their experience and skills to crafting, repairing, and home improvement!

GOLDEN APPLES (Gilded Atrophy): Well this Philza did repair all of L'Manburg after withers, tnt, and however many wars occurred. If he could patch up a crater, he can fix just about anything. This includes lovely walkways and infrastructure, beautiful residencies for the refugees of the nation, stunning air balloon lanterns, and overall just the prettiest town ever seen on the server. It's all developed from his centuries of knowledge, though might be a little slow since he's building it all by hand while his wings are recovering from the blast damage. If he can fix a country, he can fix anything. Also patches up creeper holes <3

The LAMBS Wolves Wear: He lives in an old house (built by his great great grandparents) and is used to fixing things up by hand. Doesn't have much in the way of materials, but can chop down trees or make rudimentary replacements. And given "Tommy" keeps destroying the house, he's putting those skills to use....or would, if "Wilbur" isn't refusing to let him, insisting on plastering illusions to 'fix' everything. So, now it's broken, and you can't tell it is until it's too late.

MANDATORY FAMILY REUNION: Hahahahhah......he has a check for 200k to make this go away..?

Where do BABIES come from?: "Heyyyy Dad? Could you swing by, I think my fridge is broken. And the shower, and backdoor, and- DID YOU START A FIRE IN THE WASTE BASKET?! Sorry, I- oh yeah, I have news about new...roommates?" Essentially, this dude just got out of college, does not have money for a repair person, and is replying on his own dad to dad for him. Also forgot to tell his family he now has...four kids? And counting?? So that'll be fun....

LIGHTING LANTERNS to Bring You Home: "Mmm I'm reading. Technoblade I humbly fall in supplication in need of your godly power blah blah fix it for me. "HAEH?! Your words fall upon closed ears for I am a god of Work, not of lazying about!" "Fascinating. I did not realize you were incapable." "NAY! VERILY I AM THE MOST CAPABLE!" "uh huh prove it. Do I win the tournament now?"

Worth far more than you WEIGHT IN GOLD: He has made a very fluffy nest! (this is all he is capable of building). Like technically he can use rudimentary tools...but that's kinda it.

LORD what fools these mortals be!: Poof. He conjures up the finest of new rooms. The ceiling is infinitely high and sparkles with constellations. There are floating steps and magic candles and waterfalls for bed curtains and jewel trees and just about any magic you can imagine. Doesn't show much hard work, though.

FAULT: Philza reveals a lot of craftiness and resourcefulness within Fault. He is shown carving a reed based woodwind instrument for Wilbur, tanning rabbit hide and creating sinew thread for a dagger sheath, contributing metallurgy abilities to the crafting of Tubbos' prosthetic legs, and constructing fairly serviceable tarp tens for everyone while on the run. Has lots of experience from building houses, crazy knowledge for all sorts of time period based skills, trades, architecture trends, etc. However doesn't currently particularly have a house to do home repair in.

I thiiiiink next round will be the Maid Outfit round but that will take a bit because I’m planning full drawings for each one.

[karmaz3r0]

Currently in class but I just wanted to show this.

How does Dream apologize better than Wilbur soot for something he hasn’t even done?

And he’s right.

Wilbur shouldn’t be afraid to say Shelby’s name, and he’s a fucking coward for that.

Again, if it hasn’t showed enough, this is NOT a safe space for Wilbur soot defenders. DNI if you are a defender. DNI if you want Philza and Tommyinnit to speak out immediately too.

Billzo has stated he’s watched his friends be manipulated by Wilbur, Tommy was most likely one of them considering how close they were.

And let’s not forget, Wilbur PUSHED the family dynamic on the other sleepy bois. Tommy looked up to that man. He saw him as a brother. He was there for that GROWN ASS 27 YEAR OLD MAN when his lazy ass couldn’t get out of bed. Let’s all remember that Tommy is currently 19 as well, let that sink in, they met when Tommy was around 14-16?

That’s when you’re the most impressionable, especially since Tommy had looked up to him since before they met. He had to have been around like 16-18 when he was out here fucking taking care of this man in his mid (now late) twenties.

Whatever you may think about the creators that don’t speak out right now, I’d just like to say that the ones who were the closest to him are gonna have a hard time with this.

And stop spreading around proof of Wilbur’s red flags from Tommy’s videos. Knowing how these situations can be handled, he could be beating himself up over the fact that he didn’t see something sooner. Don’t even say “oH wElL hE sHoUlD’vE” he was a fucking kid, a kid brought up by the internet. Don’t go pressuring him either, he got surgery about a week ago.

With that in mind and finally out of my system, support Shelby Shubble, give her all the love and support that you can right now. She is brave for speaking out.

My blog is a safe space for victims, for people going through it right now. My heart goes out to the victims who have spoken out, and the ones who have lost their voice. You all deserve love, you deserve better than what the world has given you.

I wish you all a good morning, good afternoon, and a goodnight.

[mathanlin]

Hero AU where school counselor!Phil has to deal with… interesting students.

Namely, the three boys he sees constantly bickering in the hallways.

And slamming cars into each other on the news.

Ridiculously, none of them know who the others are.

But Phil notices the *moment* new young vigilantes start popping up. The trio’s dropping grades, spotty attendance, and injuries only confirm it.

Or, y’know. Tommy mumbling, “What would you do if you were a hero?”

Phil helps in the least obvious ways he can.

Modifying their grades to be a bit less suspicious, leaving out ice packs by his office door (easy to steal), writing late passes without a bit of resistance.

But he can only be so subtle.

“So, Red.”

Tommy’s head jerks up. 

Phil almost laughs. “You’ve heard of him, huh? I figure he’s your favorite.”

Tommy shifts awkwardly in his chair — readjusting the wound Phil knows lies beneath his sweater. “Better than the fuckin’ Blade.”

Techno. Honors student. Flawless GPA. Volunteer. And vigilante.

Far closer to a villain.

“If only I could give the Blade a lecture,” Phil says, unable to stop a chuckle, and barely managing to not say, *You two have to stop beating the shit out of each other.*

Eventually, Phil gives up on subtlety & calls them all down to his office.

“So. I heard you’ve been getting into fights.”

Wilbur, drama kid — or Siren, smooth-tongued — is the first to act, eyes widening. “I’m sorry, sir?”

Then Techno. “Mr. Watson, I would *never.*”

“Then what’s that?”

Phil nods to the bruise beneath Techno’s turtleneck — from a hit Siren landed. Then, to Wilbur’s knuckles, ever so slightly battered.

And neither seem to notice a thing. 

Phil pinches his brow, sighing.

“Alright. Then Tommy. Care to explain the state of your shoes?” (Burnt, melted from running through rubble the Blade had created.)

*There* it is. Techno frowns, leaning back to peek — and Tommy quickly tucks his feet beneath the chair.

“Nothing.”

“Where were you all last night?”

Every single kid tenses. 

And starts rambling out excuses.

“I was— studying, of course—”

“Well, *I* was trying to get ice cream, and that bitch the Blade showed up—”

“Bitch?” Techno cries before catching himself. “I think you mean *Red* and *Siren*—”

“What the fuck?” Wilbur splutters. “Siren was trying to calm those two fuckers down—”

“Boys,” Phil says. “Look. All three of those heroes would be better *together,* right? Not fighting, not hurting each other?”

“Maybe,” Tommy finally mumbles, toeing at the floor, “but… why are we talking about heroes?”

Phil tips back in his chair, face in hands.

“Come on. Someone figure it out.”

Silence. 

Phil groans. “Wilbur, you quit band two months ago. Techno, Tommy, who showed up two months ago?”

More silence.

“Uhh… I don’t know.”

“Techno,” Phil says, almost desperate. “You tutor Tommy, right? What happens after he disappears from your lessons?”

“I… go home,” Techno lies. 

Phil lets out an exasperated sigh. “No, you go where *he* goes. And where’s that?”

Tommy’s eyes start to narrow.

“You like Greek shit. Like… the Blade,” he says quietly, staring at Techno. Then, at Wilbur. “And *you’re* a pretentious bastard. Like *Siren.*”

Phil raises an eyebrow, fighting a smile.

“And you’re a little shit,” Wilbur snaps, then— pales. “Like… Red?”

“*There* we go,” Phil says, letting out a sigh of relief. “Now, I have a plan. If you three work together, I truly believe that—”

It’s a shame Phil’s office is so tiny.

There’s no room for three vigilantes to sufficiently beat the shit out of each other.

.

.

.

Just the idea of the three of them curled up at Phil’s, working on homework before heading off to fight crime (together, for once). 

Phil being their “man in the chair” (even if he directs them to safer areas, too worried for anything more).

And of course, the best (worst?) part of being a school counselor — the actual *counseling.*

Except it’s not about what classes to take, or bullies to avoid.

It’s holding Wilbur as he sobs after killing his first villain to protect his brothers. (Because that’s what they are, now). 

It’s comforting Techno as he fails his first class, too busy with heroics to focus or study. 

It’s reassuring Tommy when his brothers get hurt, always ready to defend their youngest.

And it’s crying like a father when they graduate.

It’s *loving* them like a father, his home always open to them, filled with medical supplies and bedrooms for each kid, newpaper clippings pinned proudly on the fridge.

There’s a reason the city’s strongest trio of vigilantes always protect one specific man.

[vrischlatt]

I DO NOT LIKE WILBUR. I may not like shubble either, but here the thing even if i dont like her...

Im not a fucking wilbur supporter.

Wilbur is a shitty person, and the fact it took Shleby, a person whos had a LOT of holes poked into her story, but probably still was abused in the same way Wilbur abused everyone around him, ESPECIALLY TOMMY AND QUACKITY.

Ive had people tell me theres a lot of suspicious patturns of behevoir in the dynamic of Tommy and Wilbur that scream heyyyy Tommy, especially when he was a minor should NOT be left alone with this Wilbur guy! The extents of which we will NEVER know, because while its easy for Tommy to dunk on Dream, he could NEVER dunk on Wilbur.

Shelby was a wake up call for Tommy. Tommy probably needs to go to serious fucking therapy after stepping back and reexamining his dynamic with Wilbur. Because the abuse is subtle and incased DEEPLY into Tommy's psyche. His humor is of im better than you, im richer than you, woman arent funny, drugs, is EXTRMELY influenced by Wilbur's own "humor" and shitty behvoir, which people are quick to call out, but conviently ignore when Tommy does it.

Its too the point that early showings of the how to be a millionaire had hints that Wilbur was ACTUALLY meant to be refrenced in the show, by name, but the drama dropped and he probably was hastily written out of it, implying the show was based off his quote book, which he co wrote with wilbur he makes an appearence in the book but it was his book first and formost.

Like that one clip for example, of Wilbur barking at Tommy to shut up, and instead of protesting or cracking a joke like he would do with ANYONE ELSE, he... shuts up. Uncharacteristically, shuts up. Apparently further context was he may or may not be talking about something he and Wilbur did, and Wilbur refused to let Tommy spill the beans on what happened and NO ONE TO THIS DAY KNOWS WHAT HE WAS GONNA SAY BUT HIM AND WILBUR.

Also obviously the smashing the hand with the foot, and he was oddly harsher if not out righr crueler when he didnt think he was on live stream with Tommy, changing his tune when he realized thousands of people were watching him.

Its got a lot people wondering what hes like off camera honestly and KNOWS hes off camera.

Its so bad its lead me to believe Wilbur... wasnt roleplaying in the skilled actor who plays a facade way, but was playing as a self insert, as himself, and could avertly be more open about who he was by playing it off as a character.

Speaking of him as a roleplayer he was NOT good to his fellow CCs as roleplayers, and was nortious for trying to force ideas on them- sich as fundys character being a girl because he wanted a daughter irl apparently that was the reason i guess so he forced fundy to be his kid for some reason and to be his daughter, which Fundy wanted very little part in, hence where him being trans orginal came from, it was him trying to met part way with Wilbur, and even protested to having his character be a minor.

Which yknow, some of the fandom FUCKING IGNORED.

Hes also done similar to Quackity, plus some. Hes honestly an ass friend to Quackity. And i feel so fucking bad for Quackity.

Also if he cant be the one writing the lore, or cant control other peoples lore he generally looses interest. See point: as DSMp continued and more CCs took control of their stories, he kinda either left and generally stopped streaming or gave his character generally less to do.

Also he generally refused to the show up for Karl's side series, a series even SCHLATT who killed off his character showed up for. So. Yeah. Also on QSMP? Basically abandoned it, even after Quackity lore baited him to join SO HARD MAN. I honestly do NOT like Tallulah and hot take dont think she should ever been added and is a mistake on Quackity's part. She was ALWAYS doomed to have been abandoned by wilbur and everyone should have seen it coming. I hold no sympathy for those who genuinely thought he was ever coming back.

Sorry not sorry, minus Quackity. Im sorry to him because unlike fans he was personally affected by this, even if i seem fit to critize him for it, i do so gently and knly hold sympathy for him on this matter. No one else. Minus the egg who yknow played the egg, and got played by Wilbur. Even if i dont like the egg, being in that situation where you have to be the bait to get wilbur with his self centered short ass attention span fucking ass is NOT a fun postion to be in. Your fucked from the start and they didnt even seem to realize it until too late either.

Wilbur is just generally a bitch, and im glas i never joined the fandom for Lmanberg. I joined for Las Nevadas, for the eggpire for Manberg, not jokeass over here.

And look, im not here to bash on his music. I like his music and i do not give two shits if you still listen to his music. Either through him directly or from someone else reuploading his works or a remix of it or whatever. Look i get it, his music is like the one redeeming thing about it, even if its not a good enough of redeemingly quality to ignore and forgive all the fucking assholary this man gets up to.

Hes EXTRMELY dickish, and whether or not you believe shleby or not should not subtract or distract you from the fucking fsct hes NEVER a good person, hes just a likable person who is good at charming people.

Worst still is hes probably actually happy all of this happened because he doesnt have put up a facade and "deal" with people he clearly has no respecr for and never did, and treat them like accommodations he has to put up and he ignores as his own convience.

[neo-smpwriterrr]

Last post kind of blew up, so I think it's time for me to make a full post on my take on all this shir going down.

FOR FUTURE REFERENCE: This is before the second crash out stream, apparently that green fuck is gonna drop another stream but because I have a job and life to live unlike this jackass I won't be viewing it till Tuesday at best.

Now to start talking about some of the serious shit, it is my opinion that dream should not be allowed a platform after this. I'm all for freedom of speech and all that shit don't get me wrong but when someone like him as used his platform to manipulate and exploit the minors in his server as well as to intimidate Victims like caitibug. This guy shouldn't be allowed anywhere close to the same audience he used to weaponize them.

It's only a matter of time before the whole server leaks, and the guys already admitted to heinous shit.

Also I find it disgusting that one of his offshore comments made at Tommy was about it Wilbur yelling at him to keep quiet about a possible predator in the server. These pathetic excuses of adults failed everyone in this server and after all these years I think it's time to finally get rid of them.

To any dream stans out there, whether you just liked his manhunt videos or speed runs or still defend the guy. I am not here to shame you or anything like that, if anything I understand the position your in right now. I don't feel comfortable completely shitting on dream stans because I've also been in a situation where I've idolized a content creator and defended them on every hill. It's hard to see someone for what they really are.

As a kid, from about 11 to 14 I watched skydoesminecraft, he was one of the first YouTubers I watched. It's sad to say it but I really looked up to the guy, he was one of the reasons I wanted to make videos as a kid or just be apart of the YouTuber sphere. In hindsight, I'm glad I wasn't remotely close to any of it. But watching someone I looked up to for years get exposed with damning proof, it was a while different level of disappointment.

So when I see dream stans still defend him, and especially those fans who are obviously kids or at least where younger when they watched him. It's hard for me not so show sympathy.

Who I can't feel any form of sympathy or empathy for is dream, he was a grown man then and he's even older grown man. He knows right from wrong but also knows that doing wrong gets more eyes on him than doing anything right.

Apart from deplatforming the guy, I think we all need to avoid giving him even a second of our attention. Especially since this guy has made it his whole brand to leech off other content creators to take the credit for himself.

As of now, the next stream of this idiots on the horizon. And while i can't tune in anyways because of work and personal stuff. I wouldn't even entertain watching it on his platform. Watch it through clips or reposts, someone's bound to repost it.

And to the many victims of dream over the years, we can really only give our condolences and show support to them. People like Tommy, Jack, Tubbo are just the more vocal individuals. Many people were hurt by this guy and we should all show our support to them, especially Caitibug.

And as I said in my last post about all of this, don't let George and sapnap off with a slap on the wrist for there part to play in this. Those two are equally, if not more guilty of horrible shit, don't let them get off Scott free. Especially George.

With all that being said, I'm gonna go back to working on this rewrite. In all honesty, the more and more I work on rewriting the server, the more I get this shitty taste in mouth about it. I plan on continuing on the Neo smp rewrite but it's gonna take longer. The trio is being written out all together, I also decided to keep this going as a passion project. I'll be posting an update on what I've been working on soon, a new character sheets and worldbuilding is coming soon.

[barzfrommarz]

c!wilbur headcanons for @dynamitedarlingg

-during a breakdown in pogtopia, he went to go burn the original lmanburg flag but stopped himself. Opted for burning pieces of paper with the lmanburg flag drawn on instead

-(aroace c!wil propaganda incoming) after revival he tried to force himself to feel romantic/sexual attraction because he wanted to feel like a normal human again and that is how everything with c!quackity started. He only snapped out of it when they got drunk and hooked up and woke up in his bed like “wait a minute…”

-Favorite snack is goldfish crackers (i’m eating some while writing this)

-Has a tic where he throws his head back and brings his arms into like a “rawrrrr” position like he’s trying to scare someone. Think during the dance scene in the wendnesday show where wednesday is dancing and looks up to the ceiling and her arms are moving side to side kinda in that position. Everyone thinks he’s either joking or making a piss poor attempt to scare them and it’s really embarrassing for Wilbur

-Had a major goth phase as a teen to rebel against phil. He doesn’t dress the part but he still considers himself a goth and the Lmanburg uniform was somewhat inspired by gothic aesthetics 

-Used to hate halloween but it’s now his favorite after revival because he doesn’t have to try as hard to look presentable to others 

-Pretends to hate asmr but actually loves it. Sometimes if he exhausts all his other options to try and fall asleep he will use asmr and it always works

-Hates his crow wings because he feels like they make him look like his father. Purposely got them clipped some point during lmanburg and excused it by saying it would make him less of a target in war

-He can somewhat shapeshift. Mostly stays human/a crow but sometimes will give himself fox ears and a tail because he secretly wishes he was one instead of a crow. Could also explain why c!fundy is a fox 

-He explores all art mediums. Drawing has always been a way for him to visualize his emotions since he sometimes has a hard time identifying them

-Ashamed of his scars and stitches. tries to use foundation to cover them up but it never works and everyone can tell he’s wearing it

-Was a huge theater and band kid in middle-high school. Wished he went for a career in acting or music first instead of the president of a random country on a random secluded island in the middle of the ocean

-Burned all the music he wrote and recorded during his days on the smp on cds. He plans to one day release some of them in an ep but he’s saving it for when he truly feels he has healed enough to handle it

-He struggles with pain seeking stims. He picks at his skin, bites his hands and fingers and pulls out hair 

-He never cries infront of others. He only did once infront of Tommy and Quackity when he was told people use his name as a way to imply someone is being crazy/irrational. (this was inspired by a comic I saw basically doing that I forgot who drew it) ((he also swears up and down it doesn’t upset him after the fact)) (((Idk I just think something like that would really get to him esp since he tries so hard not to be like how he was in pogtopia)))

-I like to think c!wilbur is an empathetic person but he struggles with showing it especially after he was revived. He thinks it makes him look weak or vulnerable so he keeps it to himself and this makes him look more like a major asshole than he already does 

-When no one is around, he will do childish activities like hop scotch or watching cartoons because it strangely helps him calm down and unwind 

-His diet after revival consists of. Mac and cheese, instant mashed potatoes, all meat besides ham or bacon with a stupid amount of seasoning, plain white rice (sometimes with soy sauce), whatever fast food he serves (but only as a treat). Mostly just simple things because he can’t be arsed to make himself a good meal like phil did for him when he lived with him before starting the burger van

-He sleeps in the burger van on the floor with one pillow and a scratchy blanket. No one knew this until he forgot his coat at last nevadas and Quackity saw him like that when he went to bring it back to him. He ended up offering Wilbur a hotel room to sleep in for the night because he felt bad. Wilbur declined because he felt like he was being mocked 

-If the game WEBFISHING existed in the dsmp universe, you would not see Wilbur for days because all he wants to do is fish and forget about life

-Actively goes out of his way to cook and eat every salmon he catches. It makes him feel empowered 

-Either rides a bike to get around or drives a motorcycle. He doesn’t wear a helmet when riding either 

YIPPEE THATS IT KEEP THE ASKS COMING PEOPLE (but give me a bit to get back in my thinking chamber)

[box-architecture]

Neighbors Tommy/Dream but also Benchtrio/Dream. Pure kink and smut and unrealistic as all hell, for fun and profit (the profit is personal enjoyment.)

-

Tommy spying on Dream and watching him get his shirt wet as he waters all the flowers, being super obvious, trying to find excuses to talk to Dream and maybe come inside.

Because Tommy already knows he's going to fuck Dream even if Dream hasn't realized yet.

Because Dream thinks Tommy is too young, too much of a kid.

It doesn't matter that Tommy is, at best, a senior in high school, maybe 17 or 18. Dream is 20-22 and he inherited this old house he's fixing up and Tommy is eyeing him up and down as Dream works on the roof with his shirt off.

Dream going out on dates on occasion maybe, sitting on his front porch in an evening dress or a form fitting suit, and Tommy goes out to talk to him (to seeing how many times he can touch or brush against Dream before he catches on.)

And maybe he invited Benchtrio over to play in the backyard while Dream is gardening and he "accidentally" gets Dream with the hose, and Dreams grumpy and sighing as he wipes his face with the bottom of his shirt, and Tommy is Looking.

Maybe Wilbur invites Dream over for dinner, or to a little party with Barbecue and Beer and some people over (likely an elaborate excuse to get Quackity over so they can eventually brawl over something trivial.)

Dreams sighing cause it's too hot out, but he likes talking to people, so he goes, and he helps out cause he's a good neighbor. And Tommy is Watching and sidling up by the grill while Dream cooks cause Wilbur fucked off.

Maybe Dream gets his hand burned a bit or gets cut on something so Of Course Tommy is concerned and pushing him inside to get that treated, cause everyone else is out watching the W/Q shouting match begin

Dream is amused at the idea that Tommy even knows how to treat a wound, and Tommy scowls and they banter. The first aid kit was in the upstairs bathroom, conveniently close to Tommy's room, and you don't wanna sit on the toilet, Dream, that's gross, just get in here.

Tommy rolling a bandage around Dreams wrist, and Tommy has discussed ideas about seducing Dream In Depth with benchtrio, he makes a show of "roughhousing" with Dream by playfully smacking him around before pushing him back roughly against the bed and straddling him, pinning him down like it was all just a game.

Until Tommy grinds down and Dream startles out a moan and realizes things have taken a very, very different turn. Tommy pretending like he's just helping Dream out while Dream shakes his head and goes No wait, stop, I'm sorry, you don't need to do anything please don't, I need to leave.

But Dream needs it, Tommy insists, pulling his shorts down and already gripping Dream's cock. He'd been waiting for Months to do this.

Maybe he gets Dream off and then says Dream has to blow him because he turned Tommy on now, and Tommy can't go around looking like that, be a pal, Dream, be a good boy.

Dream, ashamed, red faced, not wanting anyone down below at the party to know what he just allowed. Dream on his knees as he laps at the head of Tommy’s cock while Tommy sits on his bed and coaxes Dream to take him down his throat. Tommy throwing his head back and groaning and fucking Dreams throat, using Dream the way he always fantasized.

He even tells Dream how good it feels. Dream must suck a lot of cocks to be this practiced. Or maybe he was just a natural cockslut.

Accuses Dream of teasing him all those times he had his shirt off in the backyard, or he got wet from a hose, or let his hair down from its knot. Dream was showing off to Tommy and flaunting himself. And of course Dream tries to shake his head and deny it, but his mouth is full of cock, and Dream tends to get a little fucked out and fuzzy with a cock in his mouth, gets pleasure from being used. Tries to satisfy Tommy so it will be over but can't help but moan when Tommy holds his head and comes down his throat.

"That's a good boy," Tommy says with so much casual satisfaction that a whine escapes Dreams throat before he slaps a hand over his mouth and tries to hide his face.

Thinking about how Q and Wilburs fighting causes everyone to leave the party, while Wilbur and Q take the fighting to Qs place to eventually lead to fucking.

Tommy watching them go and suggesting to Dream they have a sleepover, trying to keep Dream with him to fuck all night long.

Tommy guilting Dream into it by climbing into Dream's lap and grinding and telling him he can either fuck Tommy or let Tommy fuck him. And Tommy knows Dream would flinch away from the idea of fucking him because The Guilt would be all consuming, he'd be disgusted with himself Of Course. So he Has to let Tommy fuck him, has to let Tommy use him, give him agency.

-

But also maybe Benchtrio a few days or a week after pretend to be locked out of Wilbur's house while he's gone and it's Hot Out so they casually knock on Dreams door so he can take them in from the heat.

Dream avoiding looking at Tommy's face because of what happened, but Surely Tommy won't try anything with his friends around. He'll get them water and send them off when Wilbur gets back.

He turns to the kitchen sink to wash some dishes and is completely unprepared for Tommy to walk up behind him and pull his shirt up and say "check out his massive tits!" Like this was something they had all discussed before. Not very subtle, Tommy.

He tries to tell Tommy to Stop, to push away and sternly inform him how inappropriate this is, but Tubbo and Ranboo have gotten in front of him and now he's being crowded by three teenagers- two of which are now feeling up his pecs like curious kittens.

Because it's no secret that Dreams the hottest guy on the block. The girls at the high school talk about seeing him do his morning runs all the time. It was only natural that if Tommy got ahold of him, Tubbo and Ranboo would want to try him too.

Ranboo murmurs in awe about how pretty he is and brushes Dreams cheek with the back of his finger. Dreams cheeks turn pink, flushing further as Tubbo reaches for his hair knot and removes the pin so it all flows down around his face.

Dream rationalizing it as Teenage Experimentation. Surely they just weren't familiar with stuff like this. They were just being curious. They'd play with him and his body until they got bored, and then they'd never speak of it again.

At some point, Tubbo had an idea, and grabs the spray hose from the sink, orders Tommy to pull the shirt back down, before spraying water at Dreams torso to get him a but soaked. All of them yelp in alarm and Tommy demands the fuck was that about but Ranboo is already oogling Dreams chest through the shirt, and Tubbo insists that now Dream "has to get his clothes off, he's gotten all wet and needs to get changed."

Also I think that Tommy is super jealous of all the people that managed to score dates with Dream, so when they all go to his room to "help him get changed" he rummages through Dreams clothes looking for his date outfits so he can make Dream put it on, he is Dreams date tonight, so he deserves it-

And he comes across Dreams lingerie he hides beneath his date outfits.

Dream of course now has to change into the lingerie, because Tommy demands it. Demands that he be given what all those other guys got, they were just stupid men who didn't know shit about Dream. But Tommy was his neighbor and talked to him every day and knew him, it wasn't fair. Tommy looking So Hurt that there were parts of Dream that he didn't get to have, and Dreams heart twists in spite of everything.

Benchtrio should fuck Dream in his lingerie and he begs them to stop, or at least be gentle.

At some point Dream is sat on Tubbo's cock, but Tommy is Impatient and wants to have him Again, so he pushes in alongside Tubbo while Dream insists He's Too Tight He Can't He Can't Please Don't-! and Tommy groans as he slides in, Tubbo swearing, telling Dream that yes, he's so fucking tight, it feels so good, Dream feels so good, taking them both so well.

Dream whimpering on each inch Tommy slides deeper, whining N-No, Tommy it's too much, it's too deep, t-too thick. Panting like a dog in heat, sliding his hand over his stomach and thinking he can feel them there filling him up.

Maybe looking desperately at Ranboo but Ranboo can only stare back with blown out eyes. Maybe it's too much for Ranboo and he Has to tuck himself against Dream's back and grind his cock against his ass. Not sliding in, of course not, but the treat is there as he pants and rubs his cock between Dream's cheeks.

Maybe they even taunt him about taking a third even if they don't make him. Just to see Dream try and get away only to fall even deeper on their cocks. Maybe they tell him if he doesn't want to take another he better make them feel good then. Dream whimpering as he tentatively starts bouncing on their cocks. More of a grind than a bounce but the slap of skin on skin is unmistakable.

(If Ranboo fills him Dream won't be able to even speak, he'll feel so full it's in his throat. If they were all to fill him up he'd bulge, he's sure of it, he'd be so full of cum anyone would be able to see.)

Ranboo growing so desperate he's grinding his cock along Dream's crack, the head just rubbing against Tubbo and Tommy's cocks when he thrusts. Dream being so overwhelmed, how Ranboo just needs a different angle to press his head against his hole and grind his way inside too. Dream trying to get away but he's stuck, impaled on two cocks, his desperation only making him take them deeper.

Maybe it starts because his grinding makes it so on one of Ranboo's thrusts, his cockhead accidentally catches on his rim. A quick thing, but it doesn't go unnoticed by either Dream or Ranboo. Dream whimpers, his head whipping around to catch Ranboo's reaction, to see if he noticed. Ranboo biting his lip and closing his eyes on a moan, thrusting deeper against Dream's ass to try and get it to happen again. How maybe it happens again and again, how Tommy and Tubbo want More, how Dream is forced to keep bouncing, faster, deeper, feeling Ranboo's cock press against his rim on every bounce. How Tubbo eventually notices and gets a little more demanding on purpose, how when Tommy notices, Ranboo has dropped all pretenses and has shifted to grind his cock against Dream's rim.

When Ranboo finally presses in, in in in, Dream becomes tight as a bowstring and keens, before collapsing, stomach sticky with his cum.

And after they've all recovered from this, they'll murmur and be awestruck and tell him how good he is, such a cockslut for them. His hole flutters and Tubbo will say "oh he likes that" and they've Ruined Him for anyone else, he's been stuffed so full he'll never be able to be satisfied without them again, they insist. He had to be made for them specifically, to be able to take all of them.

(And since they'll be the only men who can satisfy him, really he should stop going out with all those other guys and date them instead.)

Dream should whine because He's So Full He Needs Comfort and one of them kiss him and another pets his hair and Ranboo strokes his hip and rubs the base of his back where surely it's a little sore. Also Dream is just. Constantly having his prostate rubbed up against. There's never Not a cock right where he needs it.

Tubbo teasing him, telling him he's just like a rabbit, trying to get men to breed him. Was that why he wouldn't stop showing off his body? Did he need to be bred and they were the only ones who could do it?

If he had begged nicely enough maybe, if he had just gone to Tommy and presented himself sooner like a good rabbit, he wouldn't be so pent up.

He isn't lucid enough to contend it. He whines and clenches down and feels someone come in him again, curses and groaning. Tommy was briefly trying to tongue-fuck his mouth, but now Dream is burying his face into Tubbo's chest and gripping his shirt, cum dribbling down his cock at the thought of being bred, of being Theirs to breed, whenever they wanted. A shameful thought he can't help.

It doesn't help that they keep telling him, as they fuck him and fill him unevenly, how they would do this again. Dream has more lingerie in his closet doesn't he? He can get himself ready for them whenever they come over. Tommy wants him to wear that dress he wore for his last date, but this time For Tommy, instead of flaunting and showing off before getting in someone else's car. He's gotta make up for all those times he made Tommy's cock hard and didn't do anything about it. Tommy spent so many days having to get off in his room watching Dream let droplets of water from his bottle spill down his neck.

-

After they've finally finished fucking Dream- he doesn't know how long it's been anymore. The men he goes out with are older, have to wait to get it up again and get tired. These three are young, so quick to harden inside him and go again- he's still twitching when slip out, moaning weakly as another orgasm washes over him. He's so sensitive from overuse, every touch feels maddening.

Tommy, staring at the way cum leaks freely out of Dreams hole, reaches out and roughly squeezes a cheek, feeling dark satisfaction when Dream cries out and his hole flutters. So much is spilling out of him. Proof that Tommy was there.

"We should get him a shower first." Tubbo nods thoughtfully as he turns their prize over. Dreams breath quickens and stutters when Tommy spreads his legs for a better view, but doesn't move.

He probably can't, really. They fucked him so hard he won't be walking for a bit, and Tommy feels incredibly smug; Dream always walked back inside after one of his dates, not even the slightest limp in his stride. Those men could have never given him the good time he could, and now Dream knew it.

"I've got him," Ranboo responds to something Tommy wasn't paying attention to, and suddenly he's being gently scooted to the side for Ranboo to get in and lift Dream into his arms, deceptively strong for a guy who looked like a toothpick. Dream let's out the smallest whimper, and Ranboo eyes are incredibly soft as he kisses him. Tommy bristles.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Tommy pushes into their space, setting a firm hand on Dreams hip. "What are you doing?!"

"He's getting him clean, Toms, we just said so." Tubbo rolls his eyes as he starts removing the bedsheets and tossing them into a laundry basket he dragged over from the bathroom. It's domestic, and weird, and Tommy isn't sure how he feels about it. "He's filthy. As good as he looks like that, we gotta give him aftercare."

"Do you know what aftercare is, Tommy?" Ranboo smirks a bit, because he's an asshole, and Tommy flips him off.

"Fuck you, Boo Boy, yes, I do, shut up." Tommy scowls. He isn't lying, he did look all that stuff up when trying to figure out how he wanted to make Dream his, it's just… "You don't need to be kissing him for all that. And why're you carrying him? I can do it. He's my neighbor, he likes Me best."

Ranboo's smirk widened. "Oh really?"

He turned and brushed his nose against Dream's, nuzzling him into raising his head back up. Dreams looked half asleep, but his eyes fluttered open, mouth parting for Ranboo to take.

-

Its supposed to be Tommy being jealous of Dream responding to Ranboo because Dream was Tommy's first, they're sharing but he belongs to Tommy first

and Ranboo is totally ready to rub it in (by sucking a hickey into Dream's neck) to Tommy how much Dream is enjoying Other People and how Tommy Sucks Actually (because it will never not be funny to Ranboo how jealous Tommy was when Tubbo and Ranboo started dating) but Tubbo tells them both to knock it off, and that if Tommy really wants to take care of Dream he can help Ranboo with the shower.

and Tubbo is taking the laundry to the wash and getting fresh sheets because if they're keeping Dream then they can't just Fuck Him And Leave, that's not proper, not good for a partner to do, and Ranboo agrees. They're both infinitely more put together about the Taking Care Of Partner part of a relationship, something Tommy has no experience with and didn't really think about.

and Ranboo is delighted because Dream has a shower chair, so they turn on the water and sit with Dream in their lap, while Tommy grumbles and kneels at the foot of it to wash the cum out of Dream's hole. And originally he's really annoyed by Ranboo ordering him around to do this but then he gets kind of soft and listens to Dream's breath change as they take care of him, how Dream moans when Tommy presses up against sensitive areas.

Dream gets hard again from all the personal attention. he presses his eyes into Ranboo's shoulder, but his mouth is free and clear, and Tommy stares while they get him off.

Dream's whimpers and moans will never not be addicting.

Ranboo debates switching the shower to a bath, because they cleaned up a bit and soaped but maybe Dream's hips need to soak- and the water suddenly lessens into a dribble, and they realize Tubbo started the washing machine, which diverted most of the water to that.

So they reluctantly towel off and head back to the bedroom, where Tubbo is smoothing down new sheets.

"You couldn't have waited until after we were done?" Tommy complains.

"You'd been in there for thirty minutes, I had things to do." Tubbo says, exasperated, and they both mess with each other while Ranboo sets Dream down on the bed and runs his fingers through his hair.

Tubbo finds some really soft blankets and goes to look for painkillers in the bathroom just in case Dream wakes up aching. Tommy goes to get water for him, and rummages through the kitchen cupboards, finding little mugs and personal stuff that makes feel a lot of things he doesn't understand (possessiveness, affection, jealousy, remorse, discomfort, etc) and gets a really large green mug for the water, because green is Dream's favorite color. Ranboo slides boxers over Dream's hips and can't help but cuddle with him in bed.

Dream goes in and out a lot. He's exhausted beyond belief after Tommy's suggested "sleepover" the other day, the emotional turmoil from that, and Benchtrio fucking him shortly after. Its hard not for him to melt into the comfort he's receiving when he is awake though. Ranboo is telling him he's good, so he must be, right?

he falls asleep, and then he's briefly awoken and urged to drink painkillers, so he does, and then he snuggles back into the warmth and falls asleep again. Everything will be better after he sleeps.

Wilbur calls Tommy's cell and says he just got home, where's Tommy at???? And Tommy says he's sleeping over with Tubb's and Ranboob, so he's left alone, and he gets into bed and cuddles Dream opposite to Ranboo insisting it'll be better if He Does It Because! Because!!!!! And Tubbo says he'll join them after he switches the laundry load to the dryer and takes his own shower.

I think Dream wakes up so tired but he feels all their hands on him in the morning, and he's trying so hard to get up without waking them stumbling downstairs into the kitchen. There's a minor ache in his hips and his gait is unsteady, but he manages to peel an orange, get some water. He's trying not to think about how the hickies on his neck feel good, or how overwhelming it was to be used be three people instead of one. It did Not Awaken Anything In Him, Surely.

[modelbus]

hi!!!!! im new but ive read a lot of your work and its amazing!!

anyway, i was wondering if you could write a either hurt comfort or childhood friends to lovers, as a cc!tommy x fem!reader ?

it would mean a lot thank you !!! 🩷🩷

Why not both? Cue evil grin, mwahaha ;) ALSO! I’m back with that mcyt stuff!!

Pairing: Cc!Tommyinnit x Fem!Reader

Fighting Friends

You’ve known Tommy for as long as you can remember. Apparently memory formation starts when you’re about 6, so you knew there was a time before him, but it certainly didn’t feel like it.

There’s a photo on your desk, framed with a cheap plastic frame. Both of you as kids, him wearing sunglasses and holding a Nerf gun up to your head as you’re caught in the act of stabbing him with a foam sword (he shot you in the forehead after the photo). The picture just about sums up your guys’ relationship. It doesn’t need to be worth a thousand words, just two: fucking chaos.

Or, that’s what you two normally were.

It was a stupid argument, even you knew that. A silly remark you took too hard, something that stung too deep. He said it during a vlog, too. A quip about rather dying than dancing with you. And with those few words, you stupid crush-addled heart shriveled up and was shot through.

So you had retaliated with a poor jab, and he didn't get it, and it all blew up in your faces. To the point where your messages have sat empty for three whole days. There's no "GET ON MC" message from him, no impromptu "Movie now." Just pure radio silence.

And you hate it.

You loved Tommy. Adored the hell out of him, unfortunately for you. And not just because you had a traitorous little crush. He's your best friend. The type of person you always knew would be there.

Right up until he wasn't.

It’s funny how much colder it seems to be now that he’s gone. Winter’s blowing in, like it was just waiting for him to vanish from your life before taking over. It leaves piles of snow that you dredge through to get to your favorite cafe, braving the wind chill just for a semblance of comfort.

You used to go here nearly daily with Tommy, making you dependent on the warm atmosphere that you haven’t been in since five days ago. Have you mentioned how much you hate fighting with Tommy? The disruption to routine, the fucking ache in your heart…

It’s a bit pathetic, honestly. But that’s simply what you are without him. One half of a soul.

The bell chimes, and you drag yourself over to your normal table and pull out your laptop. Even when your world stops, the actual world keeps spinning, meaning you have work to do.

“Hey sweetheart. No shadow?” Your head jerks up, instinctively smiling at Laura, the aged worker who always serves you.

“Not today.” You sigh. “He’s… busy.”

“Too busy for you?” Her eyebrows raise. “That boy will show up eventually for you.”

“I don’t think so.”

“Oh, trust me, hon. He’s got those eyes when he looks at you.”

Hell if you know what that means, but you smile at her anyway.

“Want your usual?” She asks.

“Just a water.” You shake your head, the idea of a hot chocolate without Tommy seeming just sad.

Laura nods then heads off as you turn your attention back to your laptop. In the bottom right corner a Discord notification pops up from Wilbur, but you ignore it without even reading the message. You can respond to him later, which you’ll probably do at night while in bed. Procrastinating sleep, per usual.

A mug is set in front of you—definitely not water—making you look up at Laura in confusion. Hot chocolate, complete with your usual whipped cream.

“I—“

“Someone else ordered it for you.” She answers before you can even ask, a sparkle in her eye. Before she steps away, she leans closer and whispers, “I told you that boy adores you.”

Your eyes scan the surrounding area, seeing Tommy almost instantly. Blond hair messed up, his favorite hoodie and jeans on. He makes his way to you, looking sheepish.

“I’m sorry.” He blurts out the second he’s close enough. Out of the corner of your eye, you can see Laura step away. “I was an idiot, and I shouldn’t have said half the fucking things I did—“

“At least sit down.” You interrupt, knowing damn well he’d stand there and apologize all day.

Almost instantly, he drops into the chair across from you. You quietly close your laptop, leaving the two of you staring at each other in awkward silence.

“You ordered me hot chocolate.” You say just to break the quiet.

He ducks his head. “You always get it.”

The acknowledgment that you didn’t want to get it without him hangs in the air.

“What’ve you been up to?” You ask politely. Small talk is strained and stupid; you’ve never had to do this with him before.

“Recording and shit. Made a mod video with Schlatt and Wil and Jack. You?”

You drink your hot chocolate while the two of you talk, the argument hanging heavy over your heads like a storm cloud. When you finish the drink, there’s some unspoken consensus that you’ll leave together, him stepping ahead to hold the door for you.

“I scrapped that vlog, by the way.” He’s saying, referencing the one you had filmed with him. “Wasn’t enough content to put in a video.”

“I’m sorry.” You say, frowning, knowing that it was your argument that had made it such a short filming session.

“Why the fuck are you sorry?” He asks, staring at you like you’re an alien. “I’m the one who made that argument a whole fucking thing.”

“You?” You echo. “That was definitely on me, I was so snappish!”

“Bullshit, I started it!”

“In what fucking world did you start it? That was me, Tom, I acted like a little bitch about that one—“

You’re silenced by something, warmth covering your lips before it’s gone as quick as it was there. It’s not until he’s four steps back that you realize what just happened.

He kissed you. He fucking kissed you.

“Fuck— I didn’t— I didn’t meant to do that!” He exclaims, eyes wide. “I mean— Wil told me to just go for it, but I told him he was fucking insane man, I didn’t— I keep fucking this up, don’t I?”

“…so that was an apology kiss?” You ask, confused.

“What? No! I meant I was sorry for kissing you without, Y’know, asking.” His cheeks flush, and it’s not until someone shoves past you that you realize you’ve both stopped in the middle of the sidewalk.

“It’s… it’s fine. Okay, I mean.” You say, almost positive your cheeks are the same shade as his.

Tommy nods. “So I didn’t totally fuck this up?”

“I think you fucked it up a long time ago, Tom. I’m doing charity work sticking around you.”

He laughs, elbowing you as you start walking. “I’m the one doing charity work! I’m a fucking millionaire, you should be paying to be in my presence!”

“Oh, yeah, you kissed me for charity too, huh?”

“Wha— well I— that—“

You laugh loudly, having to look away from him to catch your breath. This was your Tommy, this was what you missed.

“Oh, you asshole!” He groans. “Fine! It was fucking charity, how about that?”

Shrugging, you can’t help your grin. “Just don’t make it charity next time.”

His steps falter, but when you look over at him he’s beaming. “Deal.” He announces, but doesn’t make a move to kiss you again.

“…are you not going to—“

“I have to surprise you. That way it’s fun.”

Oh boy.

[cyncerity]

woah 2 stories in a week?? crazy

anyway this is for the superhero au again cause i’m very attached to it (please send asks there’s so much lore in this thing)

anyway this story doesn’t outright contain g/t, it’s just a short thing to explain character motivations, relationships, dynamics, and the inciting incident for a few of our main characters >:)

anyway, tw: MAJOR CHARACTER DEATH

“Hey man. I, uh, know it’s been a while, but I just wanted to check in.” Tommy wrung the fabric in his hands. “I know Dad doesn’t stop by much anymore. He can’t handle it, he says. I think he’s lost hope.”

Tommy hated to admit that he’d been losing hope too.

“I know you wanted me out of this. To keep me safe. Dad always thought I was just useless, too ‘childish,’ but you, you believed in me, right? I’m a vigilante now, i’ve made some new friends too!” Tommy sighed, continuing after a few moments of silence. “Dad…lost the court case I was telling you about.” He squeezed the fabric tighter. “No shock to you, I’m sure, you know how he is. He…he didn’t show up. That told the judge all he needed to know about ‘neglectful parenting.’ Mom knows, too. She couldn’t do much to fight it since she moved out, though. She’s still my legal parent and all, she’s just splitting custody with Techno now. I took her last name, just like you. She did want me to tell you she wishes she could make it as often as she used to, but asked me to bring these since she couldn’t be here in person.” Tommy laid a bouquet of black roses on the bedside table, on top of a pile of others ranging from old to decaying. He’d have to clean those up eventually. He couldn’t bring himself to right now. “She always said these reminded her of you.”

“Techno’s good to me.” Tommy continued. “You know his foster kid, Ranboo? I’m living with him now, too. He’s ok. Bit fidgety, nervous. Real awkward guy, so him and Techno get on perfectly. He’s not quite my brother yet, but…honestly, i think he could get there. Could never replace you, though.” Tommy laughed wetly, wiping unshed tears from his eyes. “You always knew how Tech felt about this stuff. Fuckin’ english major forced to be a supervillain. He’s much happier since he quit. Ranboo took his place in the Syndicate, now he runs a little library-cafe-dojo thing down in the colder parts of the Smp. I know he loves it, but i’ve had to adjust to the snow since i moved in.”

A tear ran down Tommy’s cheek, and he couldn’t pry his hands out of the beanie he held to bother to wipe it away.

“We…we miss you, man. Mom and Phil have been a wreck without you, Techno’s been left to pick up their pieces. I know you always joked that he might as well be part of the family, i don’t think you ever guessed how true that’d become. I- I can’t put into words how much this has taken from me. How much you being gone has taken from me. Yet i know if you’re still there, that you’re fighting to be here again. I’m not giving up on you. I can’t. You never gave up on me. You’re stronger than this.”

Tommy pulled the burgundy beanie over his head, the last thing his big brother had given him before his mission. Before the accident.

Wilbur lay unresponsive in the hospital bed like he had for over a year now.

Tommy walked over. He laid his forehead on his brothers, feeling tears slip off his face and down the other’s cheek.

“I’ll be waiting for you, bitch. However long it takes. I promise.”

Tommy turned to leave, past the blinking lights and the beeping machines keeping the man’s body alive when his brain was anything but. Past the dead flowers and dozens of get well soon cards and a few happy birthday ones. He turned the light off, knowing his brother preferred the dark. He’d be here again next week or sooner to turn it off once more when a nurse inevitably turned it back on.

Tommy closed the door behind him, leaving the body of his brother alone once more.

[lanaxoxoxoxoxox]

Request for you to write that picnic thing from our dms

AHAHAHAHAH i've been waiting for this moment *cracks knuckles*

strawberry kisses

warnings: adorable fluff, reader called "woman",

musician!bur x fem!reader

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Yes, I was indeed in love with William Gold. I mean, what can I say. He's kind, incredibly funny and talented, and very pretty. His brown, fluffy hair basically shines in the stage lights, and don't even get me started on his mesmerizing eyes. I don't think it's possible for anyone to hate him. Even the first second I met him on stream, I knew in a matter of seconds we would be strong friends. Soulmates, you could say.

It was about 4 pm, and Lovejoy had just finished a late afternoon show in Brighton. They absolutely killed the performance, and the audience adored them. Wilbur, the rest of Lovejoy, the other Sorry boys and I decided to go to a relaxing strawberry field to wind down a bit. The sweet aroma of strawberries and fresh cut grass overwhelmed me. Wilbur, Ranboo and Tommy walked next to me.

"I haven't been to a strawberry field since I was a kid. Really brings back memories." Ranboo sighed, looking around at his surrondings.

I smiled in response. "I bet the strawberries back near your childhood home are much better than the strawberries here. English strawberries are usually pretty shit."

The boys laughed at my comment. Tommy punched my shoulder. "Y/n! Stop being a mean woman and calling out your homelands! Long live England!" Tommy exaggerated. We laughed even harder and kept walking across the wet soil beneath us.

I looked over at the quiet Wilbur, as he dazed off looking in the distance. I bit my lip, and I playfully hit him in the arm. "Will, what's going on with you? You're awfully quiet." Tommy nodded at my statement.

It looked as if Wilbur was knocked back to his reality and senses. "U-uh yeah, I'm just thinking. About something." he winced.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "Alright..."

Ranboo and Tommy quickly changed the subject, talking about recent games they've enjoyed playing on stream. I still couldn't get a grasp on why Wilbur was acting so weird, but I kept it to myself. I probably was just overreacting!

We walked for a bit more, talking about random things, when suddenly Phil called Ranboo and Tommy over to come check something out with Charlie about 6 fields over. They both ran over, jumping over strawberry plants as Wilbur and I laugh at them trying not to step on any growing strawberry flowers.

Will and I continued to walk more, when Will suddenly stopped in his tracks and exhaled deeply. I looked back at him. "Will, is everything alright-"

I was interrupted by Will speaking up softly. "Y/n, love, can we stop for a moment? I need to tell you something."

I blushed and felt butterflies in my stomach at the nickname. "U-uh yeah, of course! What's up?" I said, coming closer to him.

"I think I'm in fucking love with you, y/n. I can't help but admire you. I love everything about you. Your face, your lips, your smile, your hands, fucking. everything. You're perfect to me, and I've wanted to say this to you for a while. If you don't like me back, that's okay, but I needed for you to know." Wilbur rushed out his words, but every single thing he said felt like heaven to my ears. I've been waiting for those words for who knows how long.

"Kiss me." I stated.

Will's eyes widened in surprise at my words. "W-what?"

"Kiss me." I repeated.

Will's pretty lips slightly parted, and his face leaned a bit closer to mine, leaving hardly an inch for me to change my mind. "Are you sure about this?" Wilbur whispered.

I closed the gap between us in response, pressing my lips against his. I wrapped my arms around his neck and felt Will smile into the kiss and then pull away, catching our breaths.

"I've never felt like such a teenager." I said, Will laughing in response.

Suddenly, we heard whispering from the field next to us, and saw Tommy staring at us in disgust. My eyes widened, knowing what was going to happen next was going to be certainly interesting.

"PHIL! Y/N AND WILL FUCKING KISSED!" Tommy yelled back to Phil and the rest of the group.

"Cool, I guess- WAIT, WHAT?" Ran yelled back.

Uh oh.

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tee hee this is so cute omg