#Wilbur is just FERAL

[jimjamjomjum]

Be right back.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

fun fact the reason i have c!tommy use fancy words in his internal prose is bc i think he’s heard c!wilbur read his own poetry like he used to eavesdrop on it so he’s got a weirdly expansive vocabulary to describe things but he can’t multiply numbers.

[uvpartybomb]

your art is so crunchy im eating it im eating it im eating it im eating it im e

Oh my god, thank you?? Don't eat the raw stuff at least, you'll get sick!! /lhj

[gay-mooshrooms]

some quotes from wilbur's nov 16th pov that make me feral

“You know what Wilbur, maybe I am clingy. Because I like my home.” -Tommy

“At the end of the day Tommy, I would say we’ve always got each other but we don’t. Cus if it goes wrong you’re probably gonna hate me.” “Oh”- Wilbur and Tommy

“Wilbur, let's take it back.” “Tommy, you know the rules. If this fails, it's going up.” “We can’t fail.” “That’s what me and Tommy said about the election and here we are.”- Tommy, Wilbur, Quackity

“We don’t want you to die Will.” “Nah plan B” “Wil there is no plan B!” “Niki I’m just telling you there's 11 and a half stacks of plan B.”- Tommy, Wilbur, Niki

“I know you had your points, you went on about your, your Chekhov's fucking gun! I know that that was all, all just talk now! Finally, you did this, and there wasn’t a single explosion.”- Tommy

“Tubbo, you’re a good kid and an even better spy.”- Wilbur

“There was a special place, there was. And that special place did exist once. But even with Tubbo in charge, I don’t think it can exist again.”- Wilbur

“Kill me Phil. Phil kill me. Phil kill me. Phil stab me with a sword, murder me now. Kill me, do it. Kill me Phil, murder me. Look they all want you to. Do it Phil, kill me.” “You’re my son!” “Phil kill me!” - Wilbur and Phil

“There was a traitor, I don’t know what Dream was talking about. There was a traitor, it's me and Techno. And now the server is gonna go into ruin thanks to us.”- Wilbur

“You’ve joined at the dawn of the end of civilization! Welcome! I hope you enjoy your stay. This is directed by Wilbur and Techno, the end of civilization.”- Wilbur

“This sever’s built on blowing up and burning, how are they shocked? How is anyone shocked by this?”- Wilbur

 “My finished symphony, I’ve finished. My great finished symphony.”- Wilbur

“I need to go and see this. I need to go see this unfold. I want to see this.”- Wilbur

“Tubbo! You are president of a crater! Enjoy.”- Wilbur

[lookinghalfacorpse]

Snippet:

Wilbur noticing more and more similarities between dream and Phil

And/or

Techno doing the same

Wilbur wished his father didn't stash the most interesting parts of his life away in the basement. If Wilbur had thousands of years worth of antiques, he'd display it proudly around his house (in beautiful arrangements with perfect feng shui, he would add), not stuff it all in boxes and pretend it didn't exist.

When the world felt overwhelming, Wilbur would go to his father's house and sort through some of it, and he'd walk away with an armful of ancient books about philosophy and warfare, and Philza would frown at his selection. He'd say he doesn't need those books anymore, and that Wilbur could take them.

Half-ripped, covered in dust, and tucked between some history books, was a painting.

It depicted a young man with long blonde hair tied loosely at the base of his neck. His skin, though pale, was sun-kissed and freckled at the peak of his nose and cheeks. He wore white lace at his neck and an elegant brooch that held dark green robes at his shoulders. He looked dainty yet powerful, with an intelligence in his eyes.

It was Dream.

"Phil!" Wilbur called as he carried the painting upstairs, his boots heavy on the floor. He did his best not to trip on the untied laces. "Phil, you've got some explaining to do, old man."

"Mm?"

"Imagine my surprise when I'm sorting through dusty old history books and I find this," Wilbur said, dramatically displaying the painting to where his father was reclining on the couch. He watched as Phil went through a series of expressions-- first, squinting in confusion, then his head tilted as he searched his memory, then finally recognition sparked.

"Ah," Phil said. "Those were very different times, eh?"

"Different times?" Times when his father kept elegant paintings of the enemy?

"I'd never commission a painting of myself like that anymore," Phil said, "Cringe. To use Techno's words."

The whiplash hit like a punch to the chest. This man was his father? This wasn't Dream?

Dream looks more like Philza than his own son does?

"This is you?"

"That's me, mate. From a time I'd like to forget." Phil stood and headed to the kitchen, and as he walked, he turned the painting away from himself, "You're welcome to keep it, but I'd rather it just stay in a box somewhere. I don't want it."

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Dream's hair grew out in the Vault, and he tied it loosely at the base of his neck. His eyes took on a half-feral and wild sort of light, like green flame. When he regained some muscle it sat on him tightly, as it would on a wild cat, and his ribcage always looked a bit corpselike. As something of a corpse himself, Wilbur was unbothered by that. What threw him off was the image of his own father, now abused and torn apart by his long-time rival. A man who flinched away from his own image.

[dontcryminecraft]

red team purgatory day one

half of red team isn't here, nobody knows how to actually PLAY MINECRAFT, and the only person remotely good at pvp here is philza. Carre carries everyone and is off doing his own thing. Even IF the other half of the team is there, the only person i can accurately gauge the ability of is WILBUR, and i have zero faith in his skills lol. Everyone is realizing how much they're going to have to stream, and some will have to change their schedules in order to play effectively. Charlie doesn't stream for 5 hours, but he has to be here for all of this, and it becomes VERY CLEAR, VERY QUICKLY, WHY HE DOESN'T. His voice is dead and he is unravelling at the seams. He hates it here more than anyone. only half of his breakdown is a joke. They're drying. Cellbit and Slime had ENOUGH and just beat each other with sticks. They're devolving and screaming about how much they hate this and they're manic and their arms feel numb and tingly and badboyhalo keeps killing them and they keep dying and life hates them. Jaiden told badboyhalo to kill himself. In a fit of rage they declared that they no longer care about the eggs and they'd rather just go home. They're planning on logging in on Monday only to build a house and start Egg Island Survival LetsPlay where they make an Emerald Empire and only respond in Villiager Hrmms. now they're sing/screaming as their base burns around them, and i can't tell what they're supposed to be singing but they kept repeating "say something I'm giving up on you" and someone started playing the Living TombStone FNAF song. Phil got a globe and gifted everyone a fidget toy to spin and they're just sitting and spinning. Baghera just realized that Phil already had all the saplings they need and she wasted her time, so Phil took off his armor so the two can could fight. Baghera lost even though she had a diamond sword, so Phil just let her kill him so she can be happy. Corpses scatter across their yard. They're killing each other. I started typing this with 20 minutes left and I'm witnessing the longest fucking 20 minutes of my life how is there still 7-whatever minutes left??? CELLBIT JUST CONFESSED TO THE MURDERS AND THEY'RE CONFESSING TO THEIR SINS NOW???? I CAN'T TELL IF CHARLIE'S CONFESSION ABOUT JUANAFLIPPA AND THE CODE IS CANON???? Charlie suggests a cannibalism arc and everyone wants to go absolutely FERAL and cellbit it trying to act normal about that idea and kinda fails at it. And it all ends with everyone being banned to enforce the 5-hour rule. We're Free...for today. And despite this, they don't want to change teams and they're actually looking forward to suffering with friends :) ...nevermind they're planning on selling wilbur to get a better advantage.

[heartofwritiing]

Sweet fantasy

paring: incelbur x fem!reader

authors note: i was inspired by @horny-p0et and their incelbur series. sns for this, this man makes me insane. this is my first time writing for him so please be kind! never written m!masterbation before either so sorry if it’s bad…

summary: incelbur jerks off to the thought of you.

warnings: smut, m!masterbation, incelbur being creepy, sexual fantasies, mentions of choking, penetration (pnv). so unedited pls be kind lol

This is wrong. He was so disgusted with himself but, you just looked so gorgeous today sitting in his geography class. 

Wilbur couldn’t help but let his thoughts drift as he lay in his dorm room. 

Praying that his roommate wouldn’t walk in on him. Somehow he would have to find a way to switch rooms soon. 

Your hair looked so nice as it flowed around your shoulders, and the warm smile you gave him greeted him. 

You had been talking to him for a while now and He was on cloud nine. Thinking why an angel such as yourself deemed him worthy enough for you to sit next to him, he’ll never know.

Unbuttoning his trousers bringing them down until they were around his thighs, just enough where he could start palming himself through his boxers. 

Having caught a whiff of your perfume. When you leaned over towards him to ask what question you had misheard the professor say, he went dizzy as the scent of floral and vanilla instantly made his dick hard.

Wilbur brought his hand up to brush over his hard length peaking up through his jeans. continuing to tease himself with thoughts of you. 

He moaned when he thought about how you had asked him for a pen. His fingers had grazed your palm and you thanked him so sweetly. 

The smile you gave him almost made him cum right there. He couldn’t take it anymore. Pulling down his underwear, cock springing free of its confinements he gripped around the base and began stroking himself. 

The tip was red swollen with pre-cum dripping from the slit and he imagined what your mouth would feel like wrapped around his cock. 

Your pretty lipstick smearing, the rolling of your eyes into your scull as you took him down your throat until you gagged. 

Your tongue kitten licking his tip was all he needed to start panting like a dog in heat as his movements kept up. 

You are under him. Looking so helpless as he pounded relentlessly into you… 

“oh fuck, fuck yes right there!” 

You were in his bed gripping the sweat-covered sheets. 

Moaning in unison as he held your ankles to push your legs up to angle himself deeper inside you with each thrust to hit your g-spot. 

He was on cloud nine as he felt your walls clench around him while praising you. 

“so good baby, so fuckin tight and wet wrapped around my cock,” he groaned. 

He shifted his eyes down to watch how he moved in and out of you and a ring of arousal formed around the base of his cock from your juices. 

Your face contorted in pleasure as your back arched so he could hit that spongy spot better. 

You gasped and writhed under him trying to get more friction.  

“fuck me faster, ruin me, please.” you cry out. 

Oh. he could completely come undone just from hearing your voice beg him to ruin you. 

Obliging your pleas he sped up his thrusts. Moving his gaze up to look at your face. 

Your head lulled to the side, mouth parted while drool slipped out the corner as you were a complete mess underneath his body bucking your hips to meet his thrusts. 

“look at me,” he reaches his hand up to your jaw to force your eyes on him. 

You look him dead in the eyes with a dopey smile on your face. Wilbur leans down and places a kiss against your lips.

“Such a needy whore for me baby,” he pants. “All mine.” 

“All yours.” you echo. 

At that statement, it only makes him more desperate as he feels himself getting closer to the edge. 

His hips thrust faster to the point where your tits start to bounce with each movement as he ruts into you. The sight has him feral. What comes over him could only be described as possessiveness as he reaches a hand up to wrap around your throat. Putting just enough pressure to have your eyes rolling back and back arching until you’re squirting all over his cock. 

He cries out from the vice grip your cunt has around his dick that he can’t take it anymore and releases inside of you. 

Wilbur throws his head back with a loud moan and his hand flies up to cover his mouth so he wasn’t too loud as he cums from the image in his mind. 

Sticky white ropes leak from his tip as he strokes himself down from his high. Droplets fall onto his chest and some onto his sheets. 

This was the most he had ever come before and he gapes at the mess he made. All from a little fantasy about you. 

He curses as he falls back onto his comforter. Completely spent and tired he can’t help but not feel satisfied enough. 

Leaning over the edge of his bed he finds a rag and cleans himself up before throwing it across the room into his hamper. He sighs at the mess and decides he will deal with it later. 

Wilbur is left with a want still in the pit of his stomach. His hand wasn’t enough anymore, it wasn’t as good as the real thing. He needed you. 

The want for you had only just become stronger. 

End

tags: @lillyspeakz @sootwilb

whoever else wants to be added let me know!!

[deadqueerboys]

Hair pulling

NSFW HEADCANONS - MALE READER

Plot; Hair pulling mid make out.

Tommy is x Ftm! Reader because I wanted to.

Wilbur, Tommy and Quackity (separate).

Wilbur

He wasn't ready for that, but it seemed natural. Will got feral with that, as soon as your hand grabbed his hair he let out a big moan and he rolled his eyes. He smirked and grabbed your hips, looking at you a little more needy than before. You two were in his room, he sat on your lap while he was riding your cock. Your body was feeling funny, with a mix of horny and worried. He didn't want people to find out about they making out, especially after the allegations. Wilbur always tried to make the best for you, even if that means keeping you as a secret.

He wanted more of it, begging you to do that again. With sweetness, he grabs your hands and spreads a lot of kisses on them. Will knows that you liked that too, so he made everything to see you doing that. His eyes close when he leans to kiss you, way more soft and passionate than before. One more pull, and he's already crazy for you, his hand going down to touch your zipper. He looks at you with those eyes, so needy and possessive, you love it. Of course you do, or else you wouldn't be doing him all day and night while he's not on tour.

Tommy

You two just got home. As soon as he closed the door, he had already jumped on you. His hands touch your chest under your shirt, touching the scars of your surgery. It was still recent, but not enough to bother you during sex or when Tom touched it. He loves doing that, his fingers on the line of the scars, smiling at you. When he looks up, he kisses you, just as needy as his touch. Tommy pressed you against the wall, his hips rolling against yours, he was probably thinking about it since he saw you with those clothes.

He was surprised when you pulled his hair, and he suddenly widened his eyes. Just a second after it, he giggles and kisses you again. He denied the whimper, just smiling at grinding more aggressively. Tommy was weak for this. He needed more of you. It would never be enough. His legs were getting weak, and he could feel himself lost on the thoughts of his boyfriend pulling his hair. Then, you did it again, and he whimpered. A small moan and his smirk at you, not innocent, totally nasty and lustful.

Quackity

Quacks is wearing his beanie, always with some hat or anything to cover his hair. He was caressing your thighs, running his hand up and down while he worked on something on his computer. Probably a new video or adjusting stuff for a stream. You lay your head on his shoulder, and he leans closer. His hand on your chin as he kisses you. It was soft, nothing too much. But, both of you were needy.. he moves from his chair, pinning you on yours. His arms are blocking your way out, and you bring your hands up to grab his hair.

He says a "what the fuck?" with a chuckle. He loved that, nodding for you to do that again. He's a simple man. If he liked, of course, he would want it again. He's strong enough to keep himself quiet while you do that, even tho his hands are directly on your belt, opening it while you're busy with his hair. He wants your dick so bad. He wants to taste you before you go away again or before he needs to work.

[dewdr0pz]

Wilbur talking about YN at a concert and YN just happened to be streaming and chat told her. Then once wilbur gets back from tour (theyre roommates) YN mentions it and wilbur gets all flustered 🤭

💬 Everybody Talks Too Much 💬

Summary: Wilbur was talking about Y/N at a concert and Y/N happened to be streaming & her chat told her. Then, once Wilbur gets back from the tour, Y/N mentions it & Wilbur gets flustered AF

A/N: guys go follow @joviepog, they're basically one of the reasons you guys get fanfics. Also, this title was based off of a song called Everybody Talks :p

pairing: CC!Wilbur x afab!musician!reader

pronouns used for reader: She/her/hers

tags: @vibestillaxxx @joviepog @ax-y10 @themonsterunderurmom @wilburstan @smolsleepykitten @funnyreally2009 @crows-death @thewheelersgaygaragelights @dykepunz @aresriiots @0miamor0 @cathers-world @defonotval @chipch0p @mazzistar16 @unmellowyellowfellow @justalittlebitofchaos @thosecolorfulsheets @vopix @taylors-version-from-the-vault @aine-lasagna @merianakross @veeislost @urfav-sapphic-siren (pls let me know if you do/don't want to be tagged!)

warnings/cw: reader & Wilbur getting flustered, swearing, mentions of whimpering audios

proofread?: *aggressively shakes head*

genre: fluff

word count: 455

"Do we have to steal Wilbur's YLYL rules again, chat?" You said to your chat with a laugh. "It seems like Wilbur's the only one who can tame you feral fuckers." You were doing a YLYL stream & your fans thought it would be a funny idea to try & send whimpering audios through MediaShare. You were not amused. Just then, a different video had been sent in. You were very prepared to pause the video or have the mods remove it, but you then saw your roommate Wilbur in the video.

"What's this?" You asked with a raised brow. You read the caption of the video, which read, "Wilbur was talking about Y/N during one of his concerts!!!!" You felt your face get hot.

In the video, Wilbur had just finished a song & he said to the crowd, "Guys, I forgot to mention, but shoutout to my roommate Y/N, because they stuck around even though I forget to pay rent half of the time & I bother her with my dumbass rambling! So, yeah, respect for my pretty hot roommate!" He said it so easily as if it were nothing. As if he didn't just call you hot.

"...interesting," you mumbled. The chat was blowing up with 'lol' messages & comments about how red your cheeks were. You didn't really care because you heard a knock at your bedroom door. You were home alone.

"Uh...come in?" you said to the knocking at the door. Wilbur then opened the door. "Wilbur?! You're back from tour?"

"Yeah," he smiled. He became Beardbur again during the tour & he looked very tired. "Sorry, I didn't tell you. I wanted to surprise you."

"Nah, it's fine," you said. "I was too busy to pick you up anyway."

"Wow," Wilbur said sarcastically, placing a hand over his heart & scoffing. "I can't believe that you would prioritize your streams over me!"

"Oh, piss off," you laughed.

"What're you doing?" Wilbur asked, looking at the webcam. He looked at the video & raised a brow.

"We're doing a YLYL stream," you said. "& my chat sent a video of you talking about me during a concert."

His usually pale face went ten shades pinker. "Th-that must've been edited or something-"

"Wilbur, it's fine, I know you're madly in love with me," you said jokingly. He laughed awkwardly.

"Oh well, I'll leave you to your weird chat," Wilbur said as he quickly got up & left the room. You waved goodbye & saw that someone had subscribed & left a message along with the sub.

"WILBUR LIKES YOU! HE SAID SO DURING THE SHOW! I JUST DIDN'T SHOW YOU THAT PART!" The message said.

"...what?" You said softly.

[flamedraco]

So I'm going to have another TNT Duo ramble. Guys. Guys can we have more Siren/Mer stuff? I just rambled about this a little bit in the tntblr community thing but I wanted to share it more widespread for other people to see but like. There are eighteen (18) fics in the TNT Duo tag that are tagged Alternate Universe - Merpeople. Out of four thousand and fifty five (4055) fics. Guys. Guys it'd be funny. We should do mermay this year. We should have an explosion of activity in mermay. I'm going to try and write a big multichapter fic for mermay. Guys it'd be funny. We should do it. Just a bunch of TNT Duo oneshots and fanart.

Like. C'mon. With how often Siren is used as a nickname for Wilbur, with how water aligned that little bastard is. And Quackity. Like I love shrike Q but I know this fandom has him heavily associated with waterfowl birds. You could make him a seabird. It wouldn't be hard. There are so many options too.

Like. Put them out on the water. Make Q the siren sometimes because of the cannibal tendencies. Let him eat people sometimes. Or hell, serial killer/siren AU with Quackity feeding bodies to his siren boyfriend.

Or like. Little mermaid retellings. And Mako/H2O AUs.

Make them different types of fish! Do a funny haha and make Wilbur a salmon! Guys the joke is right there!

Like if I do a siren/mer Mermay event would y'all be into that? I think it might be fun.

Guys I will literally jump through hoops and make a YWNTMBAH Siren AU. Don't test me. I will go feral.

[dsmp-fic-archives]

Hi this is probably not going to be answered but I'm looking for a really specific fic about techno being a broke college student and deciding to babysit feral kid Tommy and Wilbur and tubbo (I think) but at the same time they keep trying to kill him.... If you could find it I'd be so grateful.

AHHH your my first ask and yes it took me two hours but in the end I found the fic but It doesn't include tubbo as a gremlin child, just Tommy and wilbur

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https://archiveofourown.org/works/37672720/chapters/97853121#workskin

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Phil knew that living out in the middle of nowhere brought the danger of wild animals, but he thought he'd taken his precautions.

He'd built fences around the cabin, lit torches when needed and his garden was occupied by a frankly fucking ridiculous amount of scarecrows to keep those pesky birds (and other critters) away from his crops. And yet, for the sixth time in as many days, he'd woken up to find his trash overturned and his food scraps dug through, with clear claw marks on the wood.

He felt bad doing it, he really did. But at this rate, he wouldn't feel safe allowing Wilbur and Tommy outside anymore. So after a week of this torment, Phil put down a snare.

The animal doing this couldn't be much bigger than a dog from what Phil could tell. It might even be one, a feral mutt from a nearby village. Though Phil found that hard to believe. Whatever it was, the snare would hopefully catch it. Then Phil could deal with it himself, even if that meant killing it.

That was the plan... that had been the plan...

The wolf pup Phil watched struggling in his snare was smaller than he expected. Malnutrition probably had stunted its growth. It must not have a pack to care for it - truthfully Phil was surprised to see a wolf this far south at all. Maybe its mother had set out to establish a new territory but had died on the way, leaving the pup to fend for itself. Or it was abandoned because of its unusual genes. Whatever the reason was, the thing looked more pathetic than a carnivorous animal had any right to, all unkempt white fur and bright red-pink eyes that looked around for an escape route.

Its teeth were bared in an intimidating snarl, snapping at Phil's hand when he tried to reach out.

"I'm not- Look, I'm sorry, okay." Phil had no fucking clue why he was talking to it. Maybe he was losing it a little, but there was a strange sense of intelligence radiating from this animal. For some reason, he felt like it would understand.

And almost as if to confirm that, the pup calmed down when he apologized, sitting on its haunches to stare at him suspiciously.

Yeah, Phil must be losing his mind for sure.

"Let me just get you out of there."

The metal wire had cut into the wolf's hind paw, blood soaking into the grass. What had seemed like such a clever idea this morning suddenly made Phil feel stupidly guilty.

He loosened the snare. As soon as it fell away, the pup tried to take off but then it instantly stumbled over its injured paw, landing in a heap. It wouldn't be able to walk anywhere. Phil grabbed it, mildly relieved it didn't instantly bite him. He carried it inside.

Carefully, Phil tended to the wound and settled the pup on the couch with an improvised nest made of blankets. The wolf curled up in it, tilting its head curious as if it didn't entirely understand what Phil was doing.

Phil didn't understand it himself. 

From the moment he laid eyes on the pup, he could tell there was something... off about it. It was just too hard to pinpoint what. Could be the sleep deprivation, of course. Maybe that was why, after he made sure the pup was all settled and the doors were locked so it couldn't go off causing trouble, Phil fell asleep on the couch himself. Right before he drifted off, he could feel the animal shift to lie against him.

And when he woke up, it was to two blue eyes blinking up at him instead.

Phil watched in pure confusion as the boy sat up, stretched his arms over his head, and then rubbed slightly over his long pink hair. Somehow he looked just as unkempt in this form, and just as tiny too. He was probably only a couple years younger than Wilbur. The boy held his stomach with a little frown.

"Are you... hungry?" Phil asked.

They looked up at him and nodded.

With a smile, Phil sighed and stood. "Let's get you some breakfast then." 

If there was one thing nobody could say about Phil, it would be that he didn't adjust to the weird things life was ever so fond of throwing on his path.

Now if only he could figure out how he was going to explain this to Wilbur and Tommy.

[riddle-on-the-milk-carton]

Bench trio headcanons???? In this economy??? More likely than you think??? But they’re mainly just cbenchtrio being gross feral kids (affectionate)

-Tommy and tubbo both have curly hair but Tubbos is a lot curlier which is why his is messy, Tommy’s is more wavy in its natural state but is just really, really tangled

-people have tried to get Tommy to brush out his hair and stuff but it just gets really tangled and full of debris, really fast

-when he was a kid wilbur used to cut it but he was REALLY BAD at cutting hair and had no experience so he’d just cut it so short it couldn’t get tangled

-Tommy and tubbo have given each other lice/bugs more than once, and if one gets sick the other would be all “cough on me”

-cran got (reluctantly) pulled into their illness-sharing-trio

-ctommy is transfem but kept her name and hasn’t transitioned yet, it’s a “I’m probably a girl but I got issues rn so idrc about that”

-to contrast cran has really fine/thin, straight hair

-as surprising as it is cranboo is the Least Showered out of all of them (cus enderman/water)

-cran also gets sick really easily and has a the immune system of a Victorian child

-tommy dosent cut his nails and bites them into points

-you’d think it’s for a lore reason but it’s really because tubbo can’t peel fruit anymore after the fireworks so he grew them out so he could peel them for him

-cranboo actually has really messy handwriting in print, Tubbos is neater but Tommy’s is really messy cursive cuz wilbur taught him

-they all share food, clothes, and while they technically have separate beds they’d rather all sleep in one together like the powerpuff girls

-they end up sleeping bad but all of them sleep worse alone so they like it anyways, Tommy talks and drools in his sleep and wakes up constantly, tubbo kicks and moves around a lot and ranboo has enderwalks and will put their freezing cold hands/feet on everyone else as well as taking up a lot of space in the bed

-tubbo and ranboo had a bunk bed but they both kept on falling off so they just pushed the mattresses together on the ground and use it as kitchen storage

-Tommy has ectopic canines (like meeeeeeee :3 shameless projection)

Phil got him braces as a kid but he kept on getting stuff stuck in them and popping them out by eating popcorn and candy and shit so eventually phil just gave up after #50 of getting them reapplied, so his teeth are less crooked but he still has his canines

-cran is noise sensitive because of autism, Tommy has no volume control because of autism, tubbo is both loud and scared of loud sounds due to trauma (and autism-)

-Tommy also can’t hear for the life of him bc explosión damage and has tinnitus

-SBI used to play-fight constantly and clingyduo does to but the first time cran saw they were all “STOP FIGHTING GUYS!!😰” and got scared they were real fighting

-alliumduo are both lab grown creations while Tubbo was Schlatts illegitimate love child he left in a box on the street, he wishes he was grown in a lab too

-cran sleeps in long johns for no reason other than it’s funny

-tubbo had blond straight hair as a kid but puberty made it more of a sandy-brown and curly

-cran has readers and bad eyes bc crying burns his eyes too so he’s legally blind

-tommy hate wearing shoes and will track mud in everywhere (he’s a shoes off autistic)

-the beeduo cabin is covered in wall graffiti, Michael has joined in

-Michael is nonverbal

-he also wears a helmet because he has horrendous balance and will hit his bogas toddler head on things

-most people aren’t neurotypical here but nobody is actually diagnosed or medicated

-Tommy chews gum all the time and really loudly, it started by wanting to be like wilbur but wil would never share his cigarettes so he would chew gum to copy him

-beeduo are one of the better parents on the server, but by our standards they wouldn’t be the best, they’re the equivalent of Teen Parents, and they really try their best and love and care for Michael but they aren’t the best influence regardless (they think Adult Swim is a good cartoon for kids to watch type)

-tubbo watched a lot of South Park by that metric as a kid which is why he has the Tweek fit on in his og skin

-they definitely have a lot to learn and are trying to learn as much as they can but will mess up and fumble a lot

-a lot of headcanons for the benchtrio era show them as all cute and cottagecore and while that’s all nice I’d love to see more of them as kind of gross teenagers, they’ve all grown up pretty heavily neglected (even with Phil in the picture) so I like to think they are like recently graduated barely-adults and are all kind of gross and messy and imperfect

-their house is also pretty messy, they have the previously state Bunk Bed as kitchen storage, the walls are destroyed and full of dents from roughhousing, they got drawings and knickknacks all over the walls and wild animals in the house, there’s a clothesline cutting across the rafters,

-foolish is devastated by how hard he worked on their home only to see it looking like a stoner cave minus the weed

-Tommy and wilbur are teen runaways and ran away in the Camar van (it was Wilbur’s old Loded Diper ass garage band van) Phil was a good parent they were just idiot teenagers

-when Phil joined he found them as now adults and they have a lot of awkwardness

-Tommy has hella athsma from inhaling Wilbur’s secondhand smoke while wilbur has borderline lung cancer

[nikaizkool]

Manipulative bf feral boys + sweater duo + partners in slime

•dream

Never let’s you go out. Basically traps you but since George and sapnap are living with you two you aren’t lonely

Cooks for you buys you shit but never under any circumstance would he let you go out with a guy friend “no you can go out you’ll probably just cheat on me and the fact you’d cheat on me after everything I’ve done for you is sickening”

• Sapnap

Not that manipulative just like an angry dad when your out past your curfew “babe come home now.” When you came back home he’d be very distant and sad guilt tripping you into apologizing and staying home with him

You’d break up and get together on and off very annoying

Sex lots of it he just seems like the kind of guy to have breakup sex so ▪️🦇🕴️

• George

When he wants to do something you say no to “if you love me you’d do it” if you wanna do something he dosent want to “you need to stop being selfish and be more considerate of my needs.”

Bend you over—sick fuck who likes to quick fuck. Very needy when your talking with your friends “babe can you do this dishes it’s your turn”

• Charlie

- I can’t see him really being manipulative or possessive but I feel like if he were he’d only keep you to himself.

“Oh I didn’t know you were going out tonight I was gonna surprise you with a date—but it’s alright—it’s just I really was looking forward to some alone time, I just feel like you have been going out a lot—I feel like your distancing yourself from me.”

-definitely very clingy hugs from behind in public

Whispering stuff in your ear around your friends “your mine my love”

-does anything to prevent you from leaving, party’s, sex, dinner, dates, anything. If you both went out together he’ll be very protective and make you leave early. Very subtle stuff

•schlatt

-definitely like very possessive distracting you from your friends making him your only worry

- giving you everything you want, flowers, candy, blankets, anything to distract you from everything else “can you stall stream while I cook babe?”

- when you plan to leave he becomes all hot n sexy he starts feeling romantical, starts kissing your neck bear hugging you all that good stuff “but baby your not really gonna leave me here like this are you? Your friends can wait”

- progressively becomes more demanding through the relationship “what do you mean ‘can I go out’ no the fuck—we’re watching a movie babe” he’d hide your phone for a couple days then “find” it.

•Wilbur

Puppy eyes all the time, “but my darling we were supposed to hang out today it’s, date night” never lets you go anywhere except the mall and if you do it can only be with him. He monitors everything you do.

“Where were you last night my dear? I didn’t see you this morning?” Constantly bombarding you with questions about your whereabouts. “I was on life 360 and say you were out with f/n. I told you to stop hanging out with them—they aren’t a good influence”

Strict but gentle dad energy all the way “darling may I see your phone I gotta look something up” looks through all your texts ruins your friendships with people who say you and wils relationship is toxic the deletes texts he sent.

Reloads your social media every 5 seconds when your out if you post a dance on TikTok hed create multiple accounts saying your ugly till you delete the video afterwards hed Comfort you.

•Quackity

Very subtle “babe I have to go—“ he wrap his arms around you whining till you give in

When you go out together and he sees you eyeing someone he’d whisper to you “Your only mine-yeah?”

After you’d get home he’d guilt you “you don’t fucking love me anymore do you? I loved you Y/n I really did I can’t believe you.”

[rat-community-library]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40082148

Lost this fic for a while then I found it on a fic rec blog, so continuing the tradition

heed the tags

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Alexis | Quackity & Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Karl Jacobs & Sapnap, Clay | Dream & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), No Romantic Relationship(s) Characters: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity, Karl Jacobs, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, AU where none of the wars happened, Becasue I need a break from canonical angst okay, everyone gets along, Clay | Dream-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream is Not Evil (Video Blogging RPF), Good Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Older Sibling Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Clay | Dream Needs a Hug (Video Blogging RPF), Dream Team as Family, discduo - Freeform, Sleepy Bois Inc as Family, Administrator Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), he has a connection to the server, Blaze Hybrid Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Avian Alexis | Quackity, Past Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Dissassociation, Panic Attacks, Dialogue Heavy, Protective Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Protective GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Protective Alexis | Quackity, Protective Karl Jacobs, Unresolved Trauma, The feral boys are good friends, Younger Sibling TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Mentioned Wilbur Soot, Mentioned Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Mentioned Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur canonically fucked a fish, Tags Are Hard, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Dream's Mask, No beta we die like illiterates Summary:

It’s rare to see this many people in the community house, rarer still for the atmosphere to be as calm as it is currently. No screaming, no tusseling, no rowdy declarations of war over who borrowed what without asking. It’s certainly a break, and as the ever-busy server Admin, Dream will relish in it for as long as he’s able.

He should have known it wouldn’t last.

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Or, when a discussion of firsts gets out of hand, Tommy and the feral boys learn more about their resident Admin than they were prepared for.

And Dream? Dream just wants to undestand why his friends are looking at him like that.

[elfecassepied]

hellooooo!!!

yap to me about your Dsmp x Epic AU!! I'd love to hear about it!! :DDDDDD

Yeeeesss *vibrating*

Me with this au right now:

Ok so. I'm a big fan of the Odyssey and Epic the musical, the story of the AU isn't a 100% copy of these sources materials mostly characters like and lore like. For what I've seen now the narrative course is the same than the musical until the Vengeance Saga (the Vengeance Saga rocks but I want to do something a little different and maybe closer than the original Odyssey. I'm not sure yet but I just love the Phaeacians so much I will do something including them). I don't really care about the Troy war (I mean in the au, I love classicals Iliad included) so I didn't bother matching dsmp's characters for Iliad's characters, like Diomedes, Aganemnon, Helen and all.

Dream is the reigning king of Ithaca(™) who is dragged, literally, in the L'Manberg war away from his family. George is his wife (we don't believe in gender in this house) and I chosed Tubbo to be Telemachus (inspired by one of the dynamic I sometimes see in fanfiction were Tubbo and Dream are brothers coded).

George gets a little more, proactive role I would say, in defending his house from the suitors. Suitors started to come since 11 years or something like that. He can't really fight all these men who are youngs, well equipped and full of energy when himself runs a kingdom low on resources and men where the current military force is young and unexperienced (missing the prev generation to teach them). So he uses more sneaky ways, and it's not so rare than some suitors suddenly change their mind and leave or were never been seen again after getting a little to bold. Callahan is George's confidant and "right hand man" and yes he helps him hide the bodies. George also has an ongoing deal with the god HD (Hera's role).

Tubbo doesn't know what's going on but George said him to always tell me if one of the men was rude to him (the ones who threatened his son always disappeared first). But he tries to help is own way which mostly translate by being a little shit and sometimes got into fights with the assholes, like the small feral gremlin he is.

On the other side of the sea, Dream just lost around ten of his men including his little-brother/almost-son figure Ranboo to the hands of an angered cyclop, Ponk. And follows it by having a fight with his protector god and perceived friend Technoblade, resulting in the god leaving him alone to face the new challenges on his way: especially the wrath of the god Sam, who was Ponk's boyfriend oops. He will encounter threats and allies equally, including: the god Philza and his crows minions, the shape-shifting enchanter Quackity on his island of Las Nevadas, visiting the underworld to have a chat with the prophet Karl Jacob, slaying some sirens and feeding the sea monster Nikki with some of his own men.

At first I wanted to make a parallel between the human trio Dream, George and Sapnap (Eurylochus), and a god trio XD (Zeus), HD (Hera) and PVP (as Apollo or Ares I wasn't sure). However I changed my mind, made Punz Dream's best friend and right hand man and yeeted PVP to make Sapnap himself a god because I wanted to have an unnecessary Karlnapity storyline in the background. Take it, it's free.

Also I separated Wilbur in two characters: L'Manberg Wilbur/Ghostbur named William who was the crown prince of L'Manberg and died in the war before the beginning of my story and Pogtopia Wilbur/Revived Wilbur who I call Wilbur and who is an exiled titan, ancient friend of Philza and Technoblade, playing the role of Calypso. Tommy was William's little brother and a literal toddler Dream killed by throwing him from L'Manberg's walls.

I have an ongoing theme with how mask/hiding face is linked to inhumanity and how gods or godly beings Dream will meet on his way will somehow hide a part or their full face ; and how he himself started to wear his iconic mask as he chose the path of monstrosity ; and at the same time George assassinated suitors in silence, wearing a veil and pretending to grief his husband ; while Technoblade even if he said he was done™ with humans will be befriended by Tubbo until he stops wearing his mask around him because he's growing closer to humanity. So yeah shits like that.

I will end this little vent with a non-fixed list of the gods I talked about and their domains:

XD (Zeus), king of the gods, god of order, power, lighting, possibilities and civilization

HD (Hera), queen of the gods, god of night, sleep, oaths and destiny

Sam (Poseidon), god of sea, strength, earthquakes, energy and creativity

Technoblade (Athena), god of blood, battles, vitality and strategies

Philza (Aeolus), god of winds, tempests, travelers, sailors and change

Sapnap (Apollo), god of the Sun, fire, protection and loyalty

Wilbur (Calypso), titan of music, song, chaos and free-spirit (for now *wink*Fundy*wink*) (ex titan of fire and war)