#L'manburg Dress

[mrmagnetwgd]

Y'all getting a little too comfortable with all this fanart I need to remind the oldies and inform the newbies that fanart is great but I MADE this shit when not one person cared ➡️

And it was for a meme.

Seriously.

The first dress I made was a one-off, for myself, with a coupon, specifically for one singular TikTok meme that got 32 views and 16 likes 👌

[waddei]

"Half return, Half return

Dusty swing set, plastic slide,

Push me up and down, take me for a ride,

Standing in the yard,

Dressed like a kid,

The house is white and the lawn Is dead,

The lawn is dead,

The lawn is dead."

Can you imagine c!Tommy going walking by and looking at the crater of L'manburg?

Tommy just looking at spots and places (or where they used to be) and having memories flow back.

The once green grass now dried and withered away crunching beneath his feet as tears drip down his face as he tries to remember when it all went wrong.

lmanburg crater hmm

[ctwinsduo]

hey hi hey! do you perhaps have cniki/ceret/cwilbur hcs? any of them r fine and if you dont thats okay bye!!!

I don't have much c!niki knowledge I'm afraid however I will give what little hcs I have (also credit to my buddy @cinn-namon for half of these Eret HCs, if you want more feel free to mug him /hj)

Wilbur

- Prone to singing or humming whenever given the chance, when there's an audience he puts So Much Effort into it but he'll do it when he's alone aswell - Her first instinct in most situations is to laugh, she doesn't mean to but it just sorta slips out regardless of the circumstances - By far my wildest Wilbur hc: Wilbur is a nature spirit- my basis for this is mostly Greek mythology. In Greek mythology it's common for the children of gods and immortals to be some sort of nymph or dryad (basically a nature spirit) and the concept of nature spirits is a really vast one that can range from "pretty lady found in Trees" (Dryad) or "Unidentified mystical energy" for my HCs I tend to use more of the ladder. So Wilbur is a physical manifestation of the wilds, basically a shapeshifter but add a connection to the world itself. In theory he has no "true" form but the form he took when he was born was just a straight up fox (later learned how to shift into a more humanoid form as he grew) - More thoughts on nature spirit Wilbur ahead: how she appears and how well she can hold her form is entirely dependent on her current state, because of this she changed a lot between L'manburg and Pogtopia :3 When she first came to the SMP she looked almost entirely human, save for a few "off" traits (strange eyes, fangs, slightly pointed ears, ect.) but when Pogtopia hit she changed rather suddenly, becoming more like Fundy in appearance. Ghostbur was just a straight up spectral fox, and post revival Wilbur always has a few fox-like traits showing that she can't seem to get rid of - All of their mannerisms are slightly off- they don't quite emote "right". When they're fully human they come off as oddly animalistic, when they're more animal-like they're weirdly human. They tried to play themselves off as at least Mostly human for awhile but gave up pretty quickly - Has no fucking clue what his species is because of the samsung smart fridge nonsense- honestly he just assumes that he was Born Weird. When asked he's always weirdly cryptic about it - God awful cook, y'know those posts about people fucking up their food in unbelievable ways? That's Wilbur. Do not let her into the kitchen she will burn water - Disaster bi, seemingly most attracted to people who are either actively against her or have done shitty things to her in the past and she Cannot be normal about it (See: all of the shit said about Schlatt, Eret, Quackity, the list goes on) - Touchy but only when they're in a good mood. L'manburg era they'd always be putting an an arm around someone's shoulder or ruffling people's hair, small acts of physical affection, but any other time they've actively shied away from touch unless it's initiated by them. This is mostly because they're easily overstimulated by touch (despite being incredibly touch starved post revival)

Eret

- Wither hybrid, they can shift to hide some of their wither parts. When they were apart of L'manburg they also played themselves off as human - Loves to bake and stress bakes when especially stressed out- I like to think her and Niki would often bake together - Looking directly into his eyes activates a person's flight or fight response, which is why so many people have gotten Jumpscared by his eyes in the past - Probably has one of the best fashion senses in the entire SMP and yet only really dresses up whenever someone is coming over (90% of the time she just lounges about in comfy clothes, we love a comfy queen) - His memory is absolutely god awful so he's prone to writing things down or- more often- taking photos. A lot of the pictures from early L'manburg were taken by him - The L'manburg uniforms were made with Tommy and Eret's combined efforts (Wilbur supervised and occasionally stabbed himself trying to help <3) - Sews all of their own clothes, they'd love to sew for someone else but they haven't gotten the chance to outside of the uniforms (if they did they'd probably make an entire wardrobe though) - She's the one that taught Tommy to sew :3

Niki

- Catgirl c!niki supremacy - She likes churus (the cat treat) and will eat them like gogurt - Being as close to Wilbur as she was she's absolutely heard way too much about all of Wilbur's awful crushes on their enemies (she can never look at Eret the same way again) - She has autistic girl swagger idk what it is but she just does. Has the most unsettling stare known to man (by complete accident) - Despite being a cat hybrid she enjoys playing around in local bodies of water, big fan of stomping around in rivers

[marshmellowjay]

Can you do any Fandom of your choice react to y/n as a vampire:3 pls

Mcyt react to Ancient!Vampire!Reader

ft- C!Technoblade, C!Lmanburg!NTT!Brutus/Orpheus, Platonic!C!Philza, Platonic C!Bench trio, C!Niki

(Im going for a old school type vampire who loves their tea-cups)

(e/c) - eye color

C!Technblade

You and Technoblade met wayyyy back before the dream smp. This was when Techno still had millions of followers.

You both eventually fell in love and ruled his empire together.

Techno noticed your odd diet and tendencies long before you both started dating so he wasnt surprised when you told him you're a vampire.

He is actually quite happy about it since hes the blood god after all.

He loves the blood filled rubys that you give him, even though your already dating.

he also likes how your eyes can change from red to (e/c)

By the time the dream smp comes around you both are married so he is more protective then when you were dating, He makes sure no-one finds out what you are.

He loves how you are so fancy even after millions of years and he laughs when you complain about Tommy touching your ancient and fragile tea cups or when you ripped your favorite dress/suit.

He doesnt mind the blood at all, Just make sure to not spill it. Blood is hard to get rid of. (he loves your sharp teeth)

He may even try to convince you to turn him. hes thought about it.

C!Lmanburg!NTT!Brutus/Orpheus

Now during the beginning of L'manburg he had no idea, He was too busy building and doing is president duties.

But during the wars it became more visible, Orpheus noticed your eyes flashing red from time to time due to you not having time to get your fill.

After the first war had calmed down a bit he finally asked you if you not human. You explained and he was a bit scared but he brushed it off and asked a bunch of questions.

He loves your aesthetic and thinks its funny how you hate when people touch your tea cups. he does get a bit queasy when you drink your fill in front of him.

He tries to think of it as wine when you drink from your tea cups but the iron smell gets to him sometimes. (he did try to convince you to turn him once though.)

He got a blood filled ruby from you and was confused before he figured out you were trying to court him

He was so flustered and flattered

Platonic C!Philza

He is such a papa bear when it comes to you I swear.

He met you one day during his adventures when you were still a fledgling and he never let you go.

He always makes sure you get your fill, he once tried to give you animal blood and it did not go well

He does like your aesthetic though, he has his own set of ancient tea cups you gave him as a gift.

He has them locked up in a display case and only takes them out when you guys have tea time. The rest of sbi know not to touch them. (they figured that out the hard way)

He isnt really fond of seeing your glowing red eyes in the dark but he still thinks they are pretty cool.

He wasnt fond of the teething when you were a fledgling and still has scars.

Platonic C!Bench trio

Now Tommy knew from the start. He caught you drinking from your tea-cup and knew immediately. He grew up with Orpheus and techno for gods sake.

He was not shocked nor scared, he sees you as a big-sister/big-brother figure so he is glad you can protect yourself and him if needed.

He once tried to steal your cup and it did not go well.

Tubbo thought it was cool when he found out.

He asked to be turned one time but you talked him out of it.

He likes that you have superspeed and asks for piggy back rides all the time lol.

He doesnt mind the blood at all. Hes seen many things.

Ranboo found out from tommy and tubbo so he was a bit calm about it but he was still scared.

He tried to get over it but he just gets the hebejebes

He still hangs out with you but please keep the blood to a minimum.

he does like your teacups though, he thinks the glass ones are pretty.

C!Niki

Niki didnt know until you told her

She was to busy baking and trying to kill Tommy with Jack manifold.

When she found out she was honestly terrified. Shes heard rumors of vampires before and how they were violent and crazy.

But when she realized you were nothing like that she was chill.

She tried to get you to help her kill tommy a couple of times but you always refused.

She loves your dresses/suits so much.

If you ever ask her to become a vampire she will turn you down so fast. she wants to stay mortal thank you.

Drinking your fill around her is fine but dont spill any blood.

she has her own limited edition tea cups, just not nearly as ancient.

[starrystormwritings]

DSMP Master List <3

DSMP Master List <3

Requests: Open but slow

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(NOT MY GIF)

Key:

✨ - one of my favourites 

💕 - fluff 

💦 - angst

🔆 - series 

🌸 - romantic

🌻 - platonic 

🥀 - not already in the relationship

🌵 - pre-established relationship

🎶 - music inspired

💚💛💜❤️💙🖤🩷🤍🧡🔷 - Taylor Swift inspired (eras)

Wilbur Soot x Reader:

Sister Innit 🔆🌸🥀 -Tommy’s older sister wants to start streaming so he gets Dream to add her to the SMP. He wasn’t expecting Wilbur to like her so much though

Sister Innit Part Two 🔆🌸🥀-You and Wilbur meet for your date, but Tommy's being Tommy

Cold Hands And Warm Smiles  💕🌸🌵-Your heating breaks when Wilbur's not home so you have to suffer through the cold until he comes back

Taunt 🌸🥀🎶-George drags you to a party, forcing a friend to babysit you as he goes off to have some fun

Weapon (Minecraft au) 💦🌸🌵-Wilbur's back, and he's seeking back what was his

Dream x Reader:

Affection ✨💕🌸🌵-You’re tired and just want cuddles but your boyfriends too busy streaming

Loyalties (Minecraft au) ✨💦🔆🌸🌵-Your family (the sleepy bois inc) had always been there for you. But so had dream. So when you lost the both of them you had a tough decision to make, where your loyalties actually lie. Over half of this is made up of flash backs which will be in italics. Also this is set in game

Loyalties Part Two (Minecraft au) ✨💦🔆🌸🌵-Dream's left you with a tough decision, love or family. Although other events might lead you to make a sharp change in decisions and let the foundations you've built burn

White Dress, Red Stain (Minecraft au) 💦🌸🌵-Sam asks you on a date, what could go wrong?

George x Reader:

Love Or Host 💕🌸🥀-You were convinced to join 'Georgenotfounds' love or host, will it work out?

Pillow Talk  💕🌸🌵-Sleepy conversations in bed

SapNap x Reader:

Your New Boyfriend 🌸🥀🌵🎶 -You finally excepted that Nick probably didn't like you back, so you got a boyfriend. Although Nick seems to think he's a bit of an ass

Clingy ✨💕🌸🌵-You and Nick haven't had much time to spend together lately and he isn't happy about it

Traitor (Minecraft au)💦🌸🌵-Your loyal to Dream, you always have been. But when Sapnap chooses the side of L'manburg your forced into choosing who to betray

Karl Jacobs x Reader:

Surprise Betrayal 💕🌸🌵 -Jimmy was doing another hide and seek challenge, Karl and Chandler are the only two people left. Little did Karl know that his girlfriend was being brought in as a last minute seeker

Festive 💕🌸🌵-Karl’s favourite Christmas song starts playing

Challenge ✨💕🌸🥀-Jimmy, Chris, and Chandler come up with a plan to set Karl up with his new crush

Photograph  ✨💕🌸🌵🎶 -Lazy evenings that you wish could last forever

Quackity x Reader:

Dancing Flame 💕🌸🌵-Alex's friends are throwing a beach party and you tag along

TechnoBlade x Reader:

Flustered ✨💕🌸🌵-Techno wakes you up while streaming so you get back at him by trying to fluster him

Tired (Minecraft au) ✨💦🌸🌵-Techno plans to blow up L'manburg again. Only this time your loyalty's got in the between his political agenda and his feelings

Royal Pain (Minecraft and royalty au) 💦���🌸🥀-Wilbur wants King Dream gone, and Techno is the most able person to do it. But will his relationship with the Princess get in the way?

Royal Pain Part Two (Minecraft and royalty au) ✨🔆🌸🥀-Your not dead, why? In what sick twist of fate has left you sat alone waiting for the answers your never going to get from Dream. You need to find Technoblade and the truth, now

Fundy x Reader:

Forget 💕🌸🌵-Fundy got distracted by coding and completely forgot about how you were over his house

Tommy Innit ( all platonic ):

Stay Alive (Minecraft au) 💦🌻🎶 -It's over for him, you knew it, Sam knew it, Dream knew it. But if Tommy could just stay alive everything would be okay

J’Schlatt x Reader:

Best Of Wife’s And Best Of Women (Minecraft au)  💦🌸🌵🎶-Sleepless nights are taking a toll on the presidents wife

All Too Well  (Minecraft au) ✨💦🌸🌵🎶❤️-A sudden change to what you believed to be the perfect relationship

Ted Nivison x Reader:-

[drowninginblox]

Here Lies the Boy known as Wilbur Soot

He was the best in the show, an apple of his kind, a diamond in the rough. One that was jagged at the edges and rotten to the core all the same.

He played his part in the only way he knew possible, taking hands outstretched his way with a smile filled with cyanide and eyes filled with graciousness at the humility of others over himself. Truly a sight to behold, what majesty. Such grace. To consider those below him when he had no time to do so with his touring and whatnot. How splendid.

He did all that he could to better himself, relinquishing his woes in song rather than working on himself in private. Not for the better of course, work is for the common after all. No, rather to air out his dirty laundry under the pretense of an act. And what an act it was. Haha, teehee, what a great act to see the incel he could never me. Who me?

Never.

A ship in a bottle, a cat in a castle, a banana peel on a sidewalk. Fragile to fall but nothing out of his control, small in a world far bigger than the one he knows, a punchline waiting its blows.

All of this was him.

At least, not the one he wanted to be. Or the one he wanted us to see. Rather the one he left backstage, in his dressing room, in a tote, under the desk, dead to the world that never knew he existed. Or in a chatroom, behind a door, even in the black mirror as soon as the stream ended. When the show was done, the audience left. There he was, the man disillusioned with the consequences of his actions. A taunt to everyone who wants to see the good in people, even when we know that's not true but we hope for it anyway.

He was the great pretender. He pushed the button, he sang the songs, he had a family, and he lost it all.

We fell for it, and we'll do it again.

But god damn it, there is a reason we mourn. At least the memory of them.

Because in this disappointment, we have community. In this sadness, we once had hope. In his name, we had worlds. We are the ones who will never see buttons the same way. We are the ones that are haunted by the implication of salmon. We are the ones who don't think of hallelujah when we hear that broken melody.

For the oldest of us, we will think of the soot house as a soot home before our lungs give out. And for the youngest, we will see everything that he promised us in his daughter and then some- because she's real. At least to us. and to anyone who dares to wonder who Wilbur Soot was, we will say "no one that matters." because he doesn't. It's what we take from him that dose.

I don't know about you, but L'manburg was made by Tommyinit as a safe space for his friends and his discs, Talulah was born not for a white man but out of hope, and soot house, that's a month-long coughing fit that gave me momentary highs in the suffocation.

Wilbur Soot is a name that has as much power as we give it, and I'm not giving it the satisfaction of my quarantine.

Here lies Wilbur Soot, a man that's grave is gonna be pissed on by those who remember it.

Thanks for reading. This is my way of getting my emotions out. Take it as seriously as you want. We're all going through it right now. Take care of yourselves.

[tjodity]

Do you have any shape shifter headcanons for dsmp and why…

UMM!! My ideas for character designs are smooth and constantly shifting so let me think..

ok im putting this under a line i had more thoughts than i expected

I go back and forth on Tubbo being a shapeshifter. Yuker made a good comic on the idea. If not I think he's just a human guy who tends to change his appearance a lot, either based on people who have had a big impact on him or to chameleon. He mimics Tommy's appearance a lot in his early days out as transmasc, so he cuts his hair short and wears a lot of outdoor-oriented and kind of styleless clothing. Throughout the early SMP and L'Manburg he came into his own personality wise, but also slotted into the more formal environment. He grew his hair out more but kept it brushed and wore lots of button ups. During Manberg he completely bleached his hair and started wearing suits. He also lost a ton of weight and stopped styling his hair. As president he wore a cracked segment of Schlatt's face from a stone bust to obscure his scars and partial blindness. His suit coat is too big so he wears it like a cape. By the time of Snowchester he has sort of a crisis about looking like other people and dyes random patches of his hair pink and blood and wears almost entirely utilitarian clothing.

I could maybe see Dream as a shapeshifter? I think it could lead to some interesting things if he didn't literally have a mask, but was just always mimicking other people so no one knew what his actual face looked like. On the other hand I like making Dream a fairly normal guy before he started to take a turn during the elections, with any inhumanity being a conscious choice of presentation on his part.

I have some ideas about Niki but it's not quite shapeshifter. She was originally this sort of mechanical angel, like one of those automatons from the 1800s, with plating over internal engines and clockwork. She starts out looking like a very traditional christian angel, but paints herself and starts wearing clothes to appear more human-ish. She has a lot of fun messing with her appearance. This also has the effect of her appearance and humanity being kind of an exposed nerve when people insult her over it. When she's spiraling alone in the hidden city she sort of takes her entire shell off and just looks like if you took the guts of a grandfather clock and had it move around like a skeleton. She tries to make herself very menacing after joining the Syndicate, but it does not do great things for her sense of personhood. I think after she gets her shit together she'd whittle herself a new exterior.

(^^ she kinda starts out looking like these but made of gold and wrought iron)

I know people headcanon fundy as a shapeshifter a lot but I don't vibe with it. I really like anthro designs of him, and there's more canon backing, but I'm also infatuated with characters that are just. real furries. meaning humans who dress up and draw animals. There aren't enough of those as characters and I feel like with Fundy it could be poignant for his struggle to be viewed as an adult and then the struggle to really have any consistent relationships in his life and the distance he feels towards humanity do to his isolation feelings of abandonment and straying from even grounded time and space. To me he's a guy who got really into furries when he was younger, was mocked relentlessly for it, repressed it into complete denial by the time of L'Manberg onward, and then got back into it with encouragement from his girlfriend who wears a fursuit everyday in public for fun (also its absolutely a sex thing for H but she lets Fundy have it as a not sex thing. mostly)

I think there could be something to be said for Puffy being an anthro-to-human shapeshifter and how it relates to the building pressure she feels to sort of 'save' everyone around her, whether that's as an untrained therapist or the leader of a resistance against a god or the girlfriend of a very destructive woman. Maybe her sheep/monster form is her more comfortable form but she uses it increasingly less as she feels the need to sort of be 'perfect' and is more frequently human.

I think Mexican Dream was probably just some poor shapeshifting monster that felt bad for Tommy and worked with what was around. Maybe he was some kind of sea monster derivative of a siren that was just passing by. God sends his most helpful soldiers to be brutally murdered five minutes after their introduction.

The only main character I guess I could see as a shapeshifter is maybe Quackity? I think breaking down how that fits with his character is above my paygrade but I think generally with how much of his character is about presentation and a lot of his story is sort of trying to fit into different places before Las Nevadas. I imagine his shifting is pretty smooth, like an animation rather than something with blood and bones below skin shifting. But who knows maybe that's a performance in of itself. I think most of the forms he takes are pretty human but when he's in full Las Nevadas I-don't-care-about-people-quit-your-job-join-my-emo-country mode he does like a chimera thing. Lion mane around his neck like old royal fashion snakes coming out of his wrists dove wings everywhere. It's incredibly taxing so he usually just does it for commercials and threatening people.

[zgmoony]

"Half return, Half return,

Dusty swing set, plastic slide,

Push me up and down, take me for a ride,

Standing in the yard,

Dressed like a kid,

The house is white and the lawn is dead

The lawn is dead,

The lawn is dead."

Can you imagine c!Tommy going walking by and looking at the crater of L'manburg?

Tommy just looking at spots (or where spots used to be) where he used to hang out with tubbo or where he would laugh with jack or eat with Niki.

the once green grass now dried and withered away crunches beneath his feet as tears drip down his face as he tries to remember when it all went wrong.

YIFRKYDII MY DKYIRMIRYKIR

[jaimeski]

HI ok. ok. i saw ur c!tnt yuri election era art. and

awooga madam president [hail to the chief]

idk if this was intentional? but the sartorial choices are INSANE. c!q's pants are kind of too long for her - they crease over her shoes instead of break over the top of them, which makes her look shorter and younger, yadda yadda, professionalism.

side note: c!schlatt would fucking SLAY at the pressed bespoke suit vibes. if you draw yuri c!schlatt (no pressure ofc) i will actually die

c!wilbur's suit jacket is three buttoned which is rly interesting? bc i've only seen that on men's suiting bc their torsos are usually longer + can fit more buttons. something about military suiting, something about professionalism. l'manburg era c!wilbur strikes me as a person to have stepped away hard from the military-style uniforms (wore civilian business suits) after the war but switched back to styles similar to them during the elections to emphasize that he's a veteran of the war for independence, quackity's a carpetbagger, etc etc. im thinking epaulettes, sharp shoulders, gold buttons to mimic a military dress uniform. in keeping with his whole anxiety thing about professionalism, he kept on a jacket in the white house, while quackity often rolled up his shirt sleeves + spoke to crowds without one, first because he felt more comfortable like that, but later because he realized how much more approachable/"folksy" that made him seem.

anyway!!! love the art + the hairstyles!! las nevadas quackity emulating election wilbur's bun!!

it was intentional :D! cq couldn’t find pants her size + they makes her so more laid back when cwil looks more professional also cwil is huge so more buttons for her i have a plan to draw more of genderbend art maybe i’ll draw eret and schlatt next ^_^)

[sendmebacktomysecondlife]

I hate being from a source. I'm not really a fictive I guess, moreso an OC, but I still hate it.

I don't like Christmas, I want celebrate Hearth's Eve with Wilbur and Nikki and Fundy and everyone. I want to spend a whole day, night and morning around a massive hearth or bonfire, watching the little ones play in the snow, warming and toasting their food and drink by the flames. I want to challenge Wilbur to leap over the bonfire again, laugh with everyone else when Jack nearly falls in. I want to bind my wrist to Ponk on one side, Ranboo on the other with singed twine as we all fall asleep, talking quietly as the fire lulls our pile to drift with the gods. I yearn to wake up, sleepy and giggly as I try to stoke the fire without yanking everyone else awake. I want to laugh and curse as me and Ponk nearly burn our hands off trying to burn off ours cords, make breakfast and feel love

I want Liberty Day, when we cooked a massive meal as the children played, ate and laughed and held a giant flour and rice fight.

I miss the Festival of Torbek, painting my scars and dancing in the Nether, feeling wild and alive with the spirit of the Blood God, heart beating fast as I challenge my fears and enemies with a throaty cry, "Blood for the Blood God!" We'd eat tough breads and nether-root, lips and teeth stained red, fighting and roughhousing, laughing and swearing and crying together as we challenged everything that dared scare us.

I miss telling tales of the trenches to Tommy and Tubbo when they begged to know, stars in their eyes as they gathered in a hushed circle around the lantern in my cabin during Silen Week. I'd peel and slice vegetables and fruit that we'd eat as I talked, the sun shining bright as L'Manburg was silent in a breathtaking way.

I miss the quiet mornings of prayer, to the raucous reverence of worship in the evenings, the names of so many gods flooding the streets.

oh and how I want to attend a wedding again! Nikki's was the last I attended, we were loud and bright and joyous! coming in our old military unforms, brass buttons polished and coats a rich blue, our shirts whiter than Nikki's dress. the children who had never seen the L'manburg Corps in awe as we marched so cleanly, only to have their minds blown as we lifted the brides, shouting loud enough to bother gods long gone that we approved their love, our congratulations. we were so drunk, I even kissed Wilbur before toppling into the cake, it was a mess!

I cry over aches the body doesn't have, nightmares of my own life, and I long for the comfort of those traditions.

.....but it's gone I can never have those days again. And that kills me

[midisdying]

I LOVE HOW THE ENTIRE DREAM SMP FANDOM FORGOT THAT DREAM SAID "TRAITORS" AS IN A PLURAL AND NOT ONE TRAITOR

Just a small heart attack before tomorrow ☺️

[uglyshirtsinc]

“I will do everything for you to get your power back.”

“Wait for me, okay? Stay strong.”

niki at the docks, what she gonna do? plan more arson? think about wil? shed some tears because of the flag? what she gonna do, what she gonna do? wHAT SHE GONN-

[thebeautyoftheview]

☆ c!eret moodboard for @stim-pog ☆

I'm really sorry it took me so long! here it is, hope you enjoyed it ♡

Art by SAD-ist

[ghostroyal]

[sketch] L'manberg uniforms but I designed them in a dress

[callme-chaos]

Not Your Princess - A DSMP ff

Niki caught a glimpse of herself in the reflection of a ballroom window. The chandelier lights made her typically very pale skin look golden and her pastel purple dress glittered like a galaxy. The material looked beautiful (she’d have to thank Eret later) but it didn’t half scratch her skin. And the tightly pinned bun in her hair was already giving her a headache. The bodice of the dress restricted her movement quite a lot – which was not ideal if she needed a quick get-away but at least the poofy skirt hid what it needed to.

Niki knew she looked like a princess but it was difficult to relish the moment when she didn’t /feel/ like a princess. People listened to princesses, people noticed princesses. Niki might have effectively not existed at all beyond slaving away in the bakery. She wondered if some people thought fairies made the bread at night and left it all on the bakery counters for people to collect in the morning.

But Niki was no fairy. She worked hard and for little thanks. But tonight that would change. Tonight she’d take the first brave steps towards making a better life for herself and all that she loved.

“Niki?” another taller, handsome figure appeared in the window’s reflection. Niki whipped around, “Will?” Niki tried to steady her breathing; now was her chance.

Wilbur Soot smiled softly. “I’m glad you could make it,” his eyes shone in the low ballroom lighting. He looked very princely in his L’Manberg revolutionary get-up. “I’m glad I could run into you,” Niki started speaking. Her words were falling out of her mouth at 100mph with sudden nerves. “I need to talk to you.”

“Of course we can talk. But can I have this dance first?” he held out his hand for Niki to take.

The music slowed to a ballad. /Perhaps I can have a private conversation with him on the dancefloor,/ Niki thought. She curtseyed and smiled politely. “I’d love to.”

She took Wilbur’s hand and he led her over to the centre of the floor. People were already swirling together to the music and watching them made Niki feel a little dizzy. So she kept her eyes trained on Wilbur as he placed a hand at her waist. He was still smiling softly.

“You look beautiful,” he said as he spun them both around the floor. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you so dressed up before.”

“I wanted people to notice me,” Niki replied.

“Well, you certainly have my attention.”

Niki’s feet were starting to feel sore (she knew these shoes had been a bad idea) but she felt a sense of relief when Will said that. Now was her opportunity. “Will, can I ask you something?”

Wilbur’s eyebrows dipped in concern, “Is something wrong?”

Niki took a deep breath. “Yes, actually. Me, my friends, our land – we’re all dirt poor. We all slaved away for the Manberg government and we have yet to see any major changes even with your rebellion against Schlatt. We want a voice, Will.”

Wilbur looked stumped. “And what do you want me to do about it?”

“I want a rank amongst your revolutionaries.”

Wilbur’s face changed from shock to confusion to amusement in the span of a few seconds before he chuckled. “No.”

Niki felt like he had punched her in the gut. “Why not?”

“Niki, you are sweet and kind and pure-of-heart and all that good stuff. You clearly care about people – arguably too much. That’s why I can’t let you join us. I won’t be responsible for twisting that up.”

It was like a slap in the face. So many things were wrong with that sentiment.

“Kindness isn’t weakness, Will,” Niki said. Her voice was barely above a whisper but her tone contained enough venom to poison an army.

The ballad was sounding its finishing flourishes and Wilbur let go of Niki’s waist, bowing deeply. “Navy blue isn’t your colour anyways. Stick to pastel purple,” he said and left, leaving a stunned Niki alone on the dancefloor.

Her heart felt like it was being squeezed by an invisible, taloned hand. She felt tears prick the backs of her eyes but she refused to let them slide down her cheeks under the light of the chandelier. The sights, sounds and smells of the ballroom hit her all at once and the opulence made her want to throw up. She needed to find an exit. Quickly.

She ran as fast as the stuffy dress and pinching shoes allowed her, pushing through a pair of gilded-gold doors and onto a deserted courtyard. She sat on a bench, grabbing the shoes off her feet and lobbing them at the ballroom windows. Still, nobody on the inside batted an eyelid.

Niki ripped her hair from its bun so it fell limp around her shoulders. Once again, she had been brushed aside like dust on a far-away shelf. She pressed a hand to her mouth to muffle a sob as the tears finally trailed down the sides of her face.

What did she do now?

Something heavy and woody creaked in the wind above her and she looked up. A canopy of dark green leaves blotted out the stars and sky. Niki stood: it was the L’Mantree.

Which gave Niki an idea: “If they won’t listen to me, they’ll just have to watch instead.”

Niki tore off the stupid purple dress revealing her own revolutionary suit beneath, as well as a sword strapped to her leg. Tossing the dress to the ground and unsheathing the sword, Niki hurled her bodyweight at the tree. She swung her arms wildly at the trunk as she hacked away at the bark. She pictured Wilbur’s pained expression as she took a piece of his history down with her and grinned manically through the tears.

After a while, Niki stopped. She turned back to the ballroom windows expecting to see panicked faces but she was being upstaged by a refill at the punch table. With a frustrated yell, Niki threw her sword at the ground.

When she looked back at the L’Mantree, Niki saw that her brute strength had barely made a dent on the trunk. Gritting her teeth, she reached into her pocket and pulled out a lighter.

Niki’s glassy gaze flitted from the lighter to the tree. There would be nothing left of it once she was through. Was she really going to do this?

She looked back at the waltzing mob of people on the ballroom floor. Wilbur had said she was kind, that she cared too much. He wasn’t wrong; she would do anything for the people she loved. And that meant no more tyrants.

Picking up the purple dress, she hung it across the tree like a flag. Niki placed a final kiss on the trunk and tossed her lighter at the dress’ skirt.

“Sorry L’Manberg, but I’m not your princess.”

Whatever material the dress was made out of, it was incredibly flammable. Instantly, it was entirely engulfed in flames. Each tongue licked and spat, steadily rising to envelop the tree. The crackling drowned out the music and sweat was already collecting on Niki’s forehead and she faced the fire. Smoke billowed out from each leaf and painted the night sky a dark, stormy grey. The red and orange flames challenged the golden light of the chandelier inside for dominance and the flames won.

It was all so devastatingly beautiful.

But Niki’s initial attack on the tree must have done a lot more damage than she had originally thought as the weakened trunk began to collapse.

And it was going to go crashing straight into the ballroom.

Niki tensed but there wasn’t anything she could do about it now. She would just have to let the heat from the inferno dry her tears instead.

The tree drove straight through the building, bringing a section of the roof down with it. The meretricious decorations were swiftly incinerated and the music melted into screams. The guests all screeched and cried and coughed and spluttered as their dresses caught fire and the smoke invaded their lungs. The punch table collapsed and finally - /finally/ - people turned and saw the girl who stood outside, watching as their heartless, indulgent world descended into a freshly scored Hell.

But Niki didn’t take any pleasure in it. It was only what was necessary. She swiped the remaining tears from her cheeks and lifted her chin.

“Now tell me Navy blue isn’t my colour.”

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I SWEAT TO GOD I’M SO FUCKING CONFUSED WITH THIS WAR?????????