#anyway wilbur’s songs go fucking hard

[loversj0y]

hey its me glonk

so

talking about siren/clinic!wilbur.

Imagine Sire having a love/hate relationship with a low-ranking hero.

(Now I say "low-ranking", but it doesn't mean they're weak. They're just... really bad at their job. They can fight, but they're a little too brutal for the public eye. Breaking bones, etc..

So the hero committee says they are too violent to move up the ranks. Ironic, considering that they are the only hero that doesn't kill villains. The other heroes do much worse all the time-- they just keep it under wraps.)

Anyway, maybe the hero has some nullification power. Siren's voice doesn't work on them, so they end up duking it out in a good old fashioned fistfight.

Unless its the hero's lunch break. they only work when they have to.

eventually, when one gets a call about the other and an order to go deal with them, neither knows whether its going to be a snog-in-the-alleyway kind of day or a beat-each-other-to-a-pulp kind of day until they lock eyes.

fuck Enemies to lovers, this is enemies AND lovers.

lonemies. lovemies. enevers. Enemivers? Who knows.

(also. imagine the hero getting fired one day because they incapacitated someone in a rather brutal manner-- on live television. Does the Hero Committee care that it allows its other heroes to do far worse, just out of the public eye? No! Boom, they are fired)

you bet that siren goes asking them ̶f̶o̶r̶ ̶t̶h̶e̶i̶r̶ ̶p̶h̶o̶n̶e̶ ̶n̶u̶m̶b̶e̶r̶ to join the syndicate.

glonk. you get me. oh my god.

okay i kind of went crazy down below but i love this concept SO much

enemies AND lovers is SOOO powerful. i feel like siren would have a complex about anyone who cant be affected by his power naturally bc on one hand, it pisses him off, but on the other hand, he LOVES it because it allows him to feel secure in knowing they will never think he’s manipulated them and he’ll never have the option to (id imagine growing up, he found it hard to make connections because people who knew his power and didn’t understand it would find it hard to trust him)

i love the idea too of their very first meeting. hero reader is brand new, spiffy, ready to tackle any challenges! and who do they get? literally one of the three top ranking heros. and yeah they’re terrified but they agreed to this so they get ready to fight and siren just is not having it and simply tries to command them and reader is like *oh fuck…wait.* and they both have this mutual realization that he cant use his power and immediately in siren’s eyes. they are rivals. siren manages to get away without any fight due to the shock and processing they both have, but the hero committee quickly hears about it and is PISSED because, from the media’s view, hero reader didnt even try. which is why next time the hero just gets aggressive and physical and the hero committee ALSO gets pissed again and reader is just like ????? already so done with this shit but they’re on a contract fuck.

but oh thats when siren catches them. they’re not really paying attention to patrolling, still pissed off and reeling from the meeting with the hero committee, so it isnt hard for siren to come up behind them and get them pinned down. and he’s all cocky and talking shit, and reader is too tired to actually fight him or be angry, so siren is like. something is wrong here, i want a reaction. so he switches to flirting. and oh boy does that do the trick. and reader is so tired theyre just like. fuck the hero committee. fuck everything. im going to have fun. and they end up making out in the dark alleyway until siren gets called away by the syndicate.

and the song and dance continues, either fighting or making out (though siren does note that the fighting tends to happen more when the media is involved) hero learns more abt the syndicate and is like honestly i cant even hate them bc the hero committee IS bullshit and the committee is up their ass about needing to be better, constantly needing to be better and fight more and help more people, and they let out some stress with thanatos, but it’s more of a “beat each other up until we’re exhausted and can relax” type of fight until hero accidentally knocks him completely cold because his head hit a brick wall. and they look up and the camera definitely caught that. a text about being fired comes quickly, but honestly they dont even care, they’re more just worried that this person is okay, and so they grab his ear piece and tell nemesis what happened and nemesis is like “okay, im going to trust you only because you just got fired. here’s the cafe’s address, ill tell our healer and have someone meet you there” and so hero brings him to the cafe for tommy to heal, and siren is there because of course he’d be there, but it’s for two main reasons: making sure the hero keeps this place a secret, and extending the offer to potentially become a villain (which he notes that they’d need to have a chat about it over dinner specifically, and it definitely is not an excuse to go on a date)

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BARGING IN WITH MORE SONG THOUGHTS, EXCEPT I EXPLAIN WHY WITH EVERY LYRIC THAT FITS

Losing face by wilbur soot fits bodyguard enid when she realizes that wednesday actually has -had tbh, enid just doesn't know that- something with joel >:)

Oh, let it be said, my dear I was gonna wait for you So this is not an act of spite It's a visceral coming-to

reference to how long enid has been longing and when she sees them, she realizes that she literally wasted years doing this because in the end even if there was a slim chance that wednesday and her could've been something; that possibility has already left

Tonight, I'm fucking drunk So it's all gonna be about me Take a seat, pull up a chair Give me one beat to fill my glass I've lost a piece of me in you

possible relapse to enid getting back into drinking?! most likely. It doesn't help, it never does but if Enid can excuse the burn from her throat to be alcohol instead of the choking sob that wishes to escape then she'll take it

Is he better than me? Has he seen more to this life? Can he smoke more?

enid generally wondering just what is she doing wrong. was she too happy? most likely. Is he richer? was money the issue? maybe the social class is too grand, maybe Enid could've never stood in equal footing in the first place. She's just desperately grasping at straws and trying to understand

Can he break me? Can he break you? Oh, I don't know what I'm to do Yes, I don't know what I'll fuckin' do

enid wondering what can she even do with this information. Sure, there's the protectiveness of hoping that he's a good match but what about her? What about Enid? Wednesday most likely already has a man and Enid is left the same as always, stagnant and wishing to drown.

She knows that when this trial ends and she doesn't get the job, she wouldn't learn a damn thing. All she got out of it is meaningless cash and a reminder that some things aren't meant to be

I've seen him I've been him I've felt the same way But now I break against the dirt

reference to in the 2nd chap where its shown that joel clearly has obvious feelings. She sees how he lights up when Wednesday even glances at him and it hurts, because she's the same. Its like looking at a mirror and Enid hasn't looked at mirrors in forever. Its bitter and never has she ever wanted to deck something as hard as then.

I've lost all meaning I've lost my sense of hope I've seen him going out with you I've seen what he can do

Here's the thing, Enid is a professional. She has taken up being a bodyguard because it means she can protect and Joel? He protects well. He's practically perfect! and Enid can't hate him, no matter how hard she wants too. He's a good guy and it makes the churning of distaste in her stomach all the more suffocating because he's so obviously the better choice.

I don't care, I want you here As long as you're happy, I don't care

Enid is selfish, she's needy and she craves for a person that isn't hers in the first place. But as she downs that last drink, she'll close her eyes and remember that in the end, that doesn't matter. What she feels doesn't matter because even if she's jealous, even if she wishes to be by her side-

It doesn't matter, not when Wednesday is happy and that's all Enid has ever wanted.

To see the woman she loves happy even if she isn't the cause.

anyways, tell me if you want more of these bc i like doing this >:)

[glowxie]

does yalls therapist give u advice that would NOT fucking fly on here too or is mine just in her 50s

[rant below]

like ok. since the truth abt wilbur dropped it has been a steady topic in therapy (sidenote- i literally do not know why but this is a common thing for me. i often get obsessed w media, run w that for maybe a year, fall out of the fandom but still latch onto a couple characters/creators/whathaveyou. for dsmp it was the sorry boys with HEAVY emphasis on ran and wil)

i also have ocd and have a really hard time with "morality" as i call it. genuinely dont know what else to call it. anyway that translates a lot into completely dropping people/musicians/creators etc when i find out theyve actively hurt people.

it's also me doing genuine hours of research into new people and never being able to just casually like something. if a song plays and ive heard more than 2 songs by the artist and i like both i WILL end up doing a deep dive on the artist to see what they have or havent done.

ive been working on that slowly but surely. but anyway. lovejoy. shit got me through when my mom almost died and it felt like a whole new type of grief than what i was already feeling because i KNEW my ocd wouldnt let me listen to them anymore. it was a very back and forth process that i still struggle a lot with.

in therapy it usually goes like

me: like logically i know solely streaming the music on spotify will not bring them very much revenue spotify hates paying their artists and ive never bought merch ive never promoted them ive never made fanart of wil- but my brain thinks immediately if i listen to one song im a horrible person supporting a man that committed domestive violence and is denying it. he has so much support and die hard fans that are going after the victims. i feel like by listening to lovejoy im as bad as them, both him and the fans

her: so. it sounds like youre punishing yourself over something completely out of your control. you did everything you could, went above and beyond to make sure he was a person worthy of your support, yet even his friends didnt know about the abuse at the time. youre keeping yourself from something that you enjoy, something that brought you comfort. you did not know, they didnt know, it wasnt your fault he committed this crime. why should you be punished?

and like. i get it. i really do. i guess part of it is im afraid of what people will think. i do not support wilbur. i fucking hate him for what hes done and i hope he rots in hell. but some of his music brought me comfort in extremely distressing times. listening to music doesnt make me a bad person. knowing does. knowing everything thats happened and continuing to contribute to his fame- thats what kills me about it.

i also know that ran would be so disappointed in me for continuing to listen. so i havent been.

i dont really know what the point of this post is. i guess ive just not seen a perspective like this other than mine. i guess i just hope if other people are afraid like i am (and this is my ocd medicated btw. i have extreme ocd) they can read this and see that if nothing else they arent alone in feeling this way.

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

Whumptober Day 5: Hostage and Kidnapping.

L’Manberg hostage AU. When Tommy went to trade his freedom for the discs, Dream pulled a weapon on him and abducted him as a hostage- locking him in Eret's castle in a gilded cage. Warnings for self victim blaming, kidnapping, abuse, isolation, psychological torture, severe mental health issues caused by intentional isolation, manipulation, suicidal thoughts, self harm, blood, self hatred, and dependency.

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Tommy’s wings were clipped.

That belied the truth of his captivity. His cage was gilded, yes, but it was a cage nonetheless. There were no bars on the window, no locks on the door, and his room was probably larger than L’Manberg itself was, yet that felt more like a taunt than kindness.

Dream didn’t even need to fucking do it. His wings were shit anyway, far too small to fly on, but Dream had cut the feathers off regardless, a pointless act of cruelty Tommy still struggled to wrap his head around. 

He thought Dream was- yeah, a bit of a fucking prick, and absurdly weird about L’Manberg and shit, but his friend. Like, a bit of a shitty friend, but a friend. He tried to take the discs and shit, but he wasn’t cruel, just… controlling. Really fucking controlling. Yeah.

Maybe that was why he’d done it, some sort of weird mind game to get him to listen or some shit. Yeah. Yeah, that had to be it, because it’s not like Dream would be, like, actually fucking evil. Just scary and weird. He’d made sure Tommy had nice food and free roam of Eret’s stupid castle and brought him gifts every time he visited, after all. He just was a goddamn weirdo, not cruel. He didn’t like to make Tommy suffer, right?

Prime, he was going crazy locked up in here.

He hadn’t even been allowed in the courtyards, and not being able to go touch some fucking grass was maddening. He missed the feeling of the sun in his hair, bathing in the river, spending time with anyone but Dream. Even Eret avoided him nervously, and Tommy was pretty sure it wasn’t out of guilt. Honestly, at this point, Tommy didn’t even care. He’d talk to the fucking Devil if it meant not talking to the walls except for the scattered occasions Dream showed up.

It had been a week.

Impatiently, Tommy tapped his claws on the windows of his room- stained glass, painting Tommy’s cell in bright, cheerful colours like some sort of mockery. A week. Dream had never been that long before.

And, yeah, he knew why, but that didn’t make it any less agonising. Tommy wasn’t kept here as some sort of sick fucking joke. Not entirely, at least. He was here for- well, Dream called it “insurance”, but he was pretty sure he was just a hostage at this point. As long as L’Manberg “behaved” (Tommy involuntarily shuddered, remembering the way Dream said that), Tommy would remain unhurt.

Tommy didn’t like thinking about what would happen if they didn’t.

It wasn’t hard to imagine, though. The scar across his neck still ached, still made it hard to speak above a painfully quiet tone, one with an unTommylike softness that felt like another cage. He felt like a songbird with its ability to sing ripped out, except instead of singing, he’d shout swears, but that was nearly the same thing he reckoned. Wilbur swore a lot in his songs, he thought he remembered. He couldn’t entirely be sure.

He couldn’t even remember his face.

He could remember Dream’s face but not his own brothers. Sometimes, he pictured Wilbur in his head with the same pointy features and rows of lamprey-like teeth Dream had beneath his mask. Sometimes, he pictured Dream as his brother, unable to remember the difference.

But there was. Wilbur wouldn’t clip his wings. Wilbur wouldn’t lock him up for some dumb political shit. Wilbur wouldn’t hold an axe to his throat and tell him to do exactly what he said, or he’d kill him permanently.

He just wanted to see, maybe, if he could trade the discs, his freedom for L’Manberg’s, Dream would listen. Whether he was more of a control freak over him or everyone else. In hindsight, that felt fucking stupid. Of course, Dream would find a way to get both, because he was fucking scary as all Hell. That was Tommy’s fault, really.

He was fucking stupid, and the scar on his neck was a permanent branding of that fact on his skin, forever telling the world he was an idiot and a pussy. Maybe it was almost good Dream kept him locked up like a fucking prisoner, Tubbo would laugh at him so hard if he saw it. 

Apparently, L’Manberg thought he was a fucking idiot anyway and they were super fucking mad at him, anyway. That’s what Dream said, and Tommy genuinely didn’t have a clue as to why he’d lie about that. Yeah, he’d, like, captured him, but that was because of shitty ass politics, and he was a dick, but that was because he was a clingy ass control freak. But why would he want him to hate L’Manberg? If he didn’t want to be a part of L’Manberg anymore, it’d kind of defeat the whole purpose, right?

It didn’t feel right that Tubbo and Wilbur would do that. Fundy maybe, he was a right prick sometimes, but it still felt very, very wrong. Maybe they weren’t as good as Tommy thought.

Maybe it was a good thing Dream was his only friend, anymore.

No. No, fuck that! This was fucking shitty as all Hell. Tommy wanted to beat some sense into Dream, tear him a right new one as he told him exactly how much of a dick he was. Fucking asshole. He hated him.

Fuck, no, that wasn’t right either. Dream wasn’t so bad. Dream was his friend. Dream just wanted to help. Every time Dream came around, Tommy couldn’t help but follow him like a lost puppy, and even a Big Man like him cried when he left, and he wasn’t afraid to admit it. He just wished Dream visited more, and that they could do more things together. He wished Dream really was his brother.

He didn’t fucking know. Being alone made his brain all wobbly, like it was trying to fill up the empty space of words and shit with its own Primes be damned nonsense. Even repeating the hymns and prayers he had memorised didn’t help, the book Dream had gotten him with like a million pages frayed and tattered and the words seared into his mind. They were almost silence themselves, a comfortable hum that certainly didn’t reach the Primes.

Or maybe they had, and They’d deemed him unfit to be free. Maybe he deserved this.

Tommy pressed his finger onto the scabby wound across his neck and rhythmically started scratching at them. It hurt, it hurt like fucking Hell, but it was better than the pain in his head. And yeah, Dream would be pissed at him, because hurting himself meant he was weak and stupid and shit, but he already knew that. If he knew what made Dream come in a bad mood, then he knew what to do to avoid it.

The last time he visited, he was pissed about something that Tommy couldn’t figure out. He’d said something wrong, and Dream had hit him. Fucking hit him, right across the face. It wasn’t hard; it didn’t leave any marks, so it wasn’t really that bad, but he’d hit him. And then he’d stormed off, and he hadn’t been back in seven days.

At first, Tommy was glad. Fucking asshole had hit him, after all. That was, like, abuse and shit. As the days passed, though, Tommy would have given anything for him to just come back. He’d have let him hit him a million times, because he must have deserved it, and he’d work so hard to make sure he never did anything wrong again. Prime, he was a fucking weepy mess around four days in. Eret had given him some sympathy and had, like, a three-minute conversation with him in hushed whispers after that, and Tommy had regained some sense of sanity, but both trains of thoughts felt both right and wrong. It was fucking confusing.

He didn’t really care if Dream hit him again right now. He’d done worse. When Tommy had met him on the Prime Path, stupid and naïve and childish, he’d held the crackling diamond of his axe against his neck, magic running through it and burning at his skin. And stupidly, Tommy had tried to fight.

It was agonising, the feeling of something razor-sharp digging its way into his skin and not stopping when it met something that hurt even more. Tommy had gone limp from pain, and the rest of the day was a blur. He remembered vaguely being physically dragged across the path- he’d had splinters in his ankles for a few days, until Dream was able to bring potions- and shouting as he entered the castle. He remembered being wrapped in blankets, and something numbing rubbed into his wounds as they were sewn shut. He remembered being tucked into his oversized bed like a little kid, and he remembered not sleeping all night.

Dream denied it was a kidnapping, and Tommy learnt to stop pushing that button quickly, but it was undoubtedly a kidnapping. He literally had a weapon held to his throat and was dragged away and locked away in a cell, even if it was one so fucking fancy it made Tommy want to puke. It was- well, it gave him even more fucking P to the TSD if he were to be honest. He woke up clawing at his bedsheets at memories of something digging through his neck until it hit bone, hands dragging him across spikes and throwing him into the darkest pit.

Tommy dug his nails in deeper, until he felt lightheaded.

Pulling away, he absently stained the windows in red, drawing little doodles with his blood-soaked fingers. A circle, two dots, and then a smile. He laughed once he realised what he’d drawn- Dream’s mask. Stupid fucking thing. Dream didn’t even really wear it when visiting, he said he thought it might freak out Tommy even more, considering how “unfortunate” his situation was. Tommy just got the vibe he was sick of the thing and had to find a way to justify it, but whatever.

Something felt less wrong with the Dream drawing beside him, somehow. Tommy relaxed, letting his head rest against the glass as he started to feel sleepy. It wasn’t too much blood loss, he unfortunately wasn’t going to die or anything, but he got tired as shit after those outbursts. Maybe when he woke up, Dream would be there, and he could stop slowly going mad in this prison made of gilded lies.

Or maybe he’d driven Dream away for good, and he’d die here with nothing but a fake doodle for company. And maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t have deserved that fate.

[pika2482]

AOTD 1/21/2024 - Teens of Denial (Car Seat Headrest)

[All albums are rated subjectively based off my own enjoyment] 8.5/10

Car Seat Headrest is a blend between the Alt-Rock you'll find in The Killers, and some of the Brit-Punk sounding vocals as found in Lovejoy. If you like either of those artists, you are sure to enjoy their first fully fledged studio album Teens Of Denial, a 13 track experience made up of the best of all of the above genres. From Will's sometimes uncontemporary approach to vocal (non-)melodies, to the subtle-yet-song making countermelodies in the guitars, to an almost grungy but clear sound in the rest of the instrumentals, you are sure to not miss a single moment of the Hour it takes you to listen through this album.

This is one of those albums that you don't realize you're smiling until the your grin starts to fade. Like the last day of a fun vacation, or the credits roll of a really good game. Not necessarily Cathartic, but it leaves that really good feeling in the bottom of your stomach, one that I'll be coming back to experience again.

Of course, Wills vocals may not be for everyone, sporting a white boy whiny-shouty style for parts of most of the track list. For me this was far from a deal breaker, in fact they were often the more memorable parts of the song, as they strayed away from the constraints of rhythm to help squeeze those few extra words, making for a fun sing-a-long moment like Wilbur often does in Lovejoy. However if whiny white boys are not for you, you probably shouldn't be listening to much Mid-West Emo or Indie anyways.

The highlights for this album are Vincent, sporting a brisk driven beat and an addictive Call/Response Vocal style Chorus, 1937 State Park with it's head banging chorus straight out of Sams Town (The Killers) with a Xylophone Solo for extra measure, The Ballad of the Costa Concordia as an 11 minute Two Parter with a flawless buildup sending you into it's blazing second half, and Connect the Dots as a defacto indie-punk headbanger, sending off the album with such fantastic colors. Picking a favorite here is hard, as they all just hit the spot so fucking perfectly, but just for the feat of holding my attention for 11 and a half minutes straight, the Best of this album has to go to The Ballad of the Costa Concordia.

Honestly it's even harder to choose a least favorite. All of these songs were Great, each and every one of them carrying it's full merit and run time for the most part. Being picky, Drugs With Friends unfortunately slides into this spot. Even with it's interesting production, it ends up on the slower side of the album for me with lyrics I can't quite get into as much as the rest of the album, talking about doing drugs with friends, I guess. I was a bitch pussy of a teenager after seeing my oldest sister get involved with just the wrong crowd and my other sister being another rebellious child, so I missed out on the peer pressure needed to best enjoy this song. It still scored a 7.5 though, so it's nothing to scoff at.

Overall, I genuinely loved my time with this album. I'm gonna be looking forward to my listen of Twin Fantasy by the same artist, and I'll definitely be recommending this album to a bunch of my friends. Sawyer, you may have just made yourself a new fan.

Favorite Songs: Fill In The Blank, Vincent, 1937 State Park, The Ballad of the Costa Concordia, Connect The Dots Least Favorite Songs: Drugs With Friends, Not What I Needed

Fill In The Blank - 8.5/10 Vincent - 9/10 Destroyed By Hippie Powers - 8/10 Drugs With Friends - 7.5/10 Not What I Needed - 7.5/10 Drunk Drivers/Killer Wales - 8/10 1937 State Park - 8.5/10 Unforgiving Girl - 7.5/10 Cosmic Hero - 8/10 The Ballad of the Costa Concordia - 9/10 Connect The Dots - 9/10 Joe Goes To School - 8/10

[averagecygnet-blog]

nonono ur so real for this

personally tgwdlm is my #1 (I can and have and will go on about it for. ever) but yeah black friday is a great show! I have a hard time pitting it against npmd bc they're both good in different ways but I do have gripes against both of them in different ways

I mostly love black friday for the fantastic characters (I love a big cast!) + some of the best songs in all of starkid. tom is a great fucking protagonist and I love becky, lex ethan and hannah, frank, wilbur, linda ofc, and background characters like sherman and gary too. and the songs!! take me back still ruins me. what tim wants and if I fail you !!!! what do you say, the doors are open, black friday, WHAT IF TOMORROW COMES,

personally I don't vibe with the president + wwiii storyline... and also the whole wiggly as metaphor for consumerism is a bit too heavy-handed for my taste. and im still a little mad that the hatchetverse, in my eyes, retconned tgwdlm to be an eldritch horror story when it's CLEARLY an alien story

the external plot of npmd, I think, is really solid, more so than black friday. but on a character level... I don't care that much about lautski (SORRY LAUTSKI FANS) it is pretty rushed and you're SO RIGHT that the script stops caring about richie and ruth once they die !!! like the rest of the characters hardly seem to care ??? I know they're going through a lot and they weren't necessarily deeply emotionally close with them but they were still their friends...

anyway tgwdlm supremacy

rank the hatchetfield trilogy go

Aaaaaa I hate this question because no one ever agrees with meeeeee

Black Friday

The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals

Nerdy Prudes Must Die

Literally everybody puts Black Friday in last for literally all the reasons I put it in first (establishing a ton of lore, large cast, jumps between multiple complex plotlines) and also I LOVE synthesizers. Like so much. Black Friday has so many synthesizers that’s literally all I would need to put it at number one even if the story wasn’t geared directly for my tastes.

And npmd seems to be a huge fan favorite and I agree it’s a lot of fun and the score is all bangers no skips but I genuinely think the writing is weak uhhhh none of the people who die are nerdy prudes (Max is a jock, Richie and Ruth are nerds but not prudes), it relies SUPER heavily on callbacks and references for a lot of the comedy (which is praised just because people like the callbacks, but when Black Friday literally BUILDS THE LORE so that those callbacks can exist it’s too complicated and hard to get into :/ ) and the script really stops caring about Richie and Ruth once they die… also I just think the entire Lautski arc is really rushed which was disappointing because I LOVED Lautski in Abstinence Camp. Literally the only parts of npmd that I think are like. Genuinely solid writing are The Summoning and every scene with Grace in it.

Also this is my ranking of how good I think the shows are on, like, a technical level. The emotional attachment I have to tgwdlm is insane I think about it always it changed my life

[ellipsyb]

your city gave me asthma, and a vibe check for every song

jubilee line // this song gives off sort of quiet sad vibes. not depressed, per say, just... sad. melancholy, perhaps. a very good introduction to this album, it definitely sets the tone. at the back end of the song, his voice just hits you where it hurts in the best fucking way.

saline solution // you know how sometimes you're so depressed that you just have to listen to hard rock and take a fucking power walk? that's how this song makes me feel. it gives me a bit of energy. but... depressed energy? if you know what i mean? also, when wilbur's voice gets louder and like... harsher? near the end? and when it's a lot more quiet immediately before hand? god, that just makes me feel a lot of things.

since i saw vienna // this track gives off similar vibes to jubilee line. melancholy, soft, acoustic. makes you miss something you've never had (la jolla also does this, i would say). also, the little bits where he's laughing or when he says, "cut that bit out," those parts somehow just add to the mood and accent it. overall a good song to feel to.

losing face // this song goes perhaps the hardest out of all the songs on the album. like the end of jubilee line and saline solutio, it's very powerful. a good song to listen to when you're angry or have a lot of energy. you don't actually hear a lot about this girl wilbur is singing about, you don't hear a lot of backstory, it's just "fuck you and fuck this guy you've left me for," and it adds all the more hostility to the tone. my favorite song on the album by far.

your sister was right // i haven't listened to this one as much as the others, so it hasn't made as much of an imprint on me, but i'll say this: the vocals are very demanding. the way that wilbur layers two different clips of his voice in the beginning, and then goes into that harsher, more powerful voice that he's used throughout the album, it drives home a very hostile tone. it's full of self-hatred, and somehow also hatred for whoever wilbur is singing to. it's a generally very strong track.

la jolla // another very quiet, sadder song. wilbur sings about wanting to leave his home and live in a place called la jolla (pronounced la hoyah), a seaside town in california, near san diego. it gives offa sort of a yearning tone that makes you want to visit la jolla, perhaps even live there as wilbur sings about in the track. his voice is very soft, it lacks the recurring tone of voice from other songs, that louder sort of voice. rather than taking away from the mood of the album, it serves to highlight the feeling of being trapped and lonely in the town where he is. this is a song i resonate with a lot.

i'm sorry boris // i believe this song is meant to go hand in hand with la jolla, even using phrasing that responds to the latter (la jolla: "you know it takes a lot to move me" / i'm sorry boris: "i figured out what can move me"). it has the same message of leaving his home town, but it comes with the melancholic irony of having so many roots. it eventually evolves into not wanting to leave at all, a stark contrast to the desire that wilbur has in la jolla. it's soft and slow, a perfect ending to the album.

[literaphobe]

george being in the mv of a lovejoy song where the defining lyric is “did anybody ever say no to you?” is so apt and the fact that he’s sitting in a chair with the most neutral expression ever really brings that point home. he gave everyone nothing but we saw the whole video n watched his stupid face the entire time. he filmed the video in the outfit he arrived to brighton in. he didn’t even move. we failed to say no to him anyway

[mcyt-kalopsia]

Reacting to You Being Found

Per request, here’s the sequel to them reacting to you being missing! Enjoy!

Dream:

- Is immediately holding onto you so tightly and refusing to let go. - “Dream, I’m okay, you can let go!” “Nope. Never again.” - Is very protective and hardly ever leaves your side so you don’t disappear again.

George:

- The first thing he does is take a nap, but clings to you very tightly. - Makes you food, makes sure you take care of yourself like he took care of himself when you were gone. - Does a lot of thanking whoever or whatever made the universe for bringing you back to him.

Sapnap:

- The first time he’s willingly crying in front of someone and it’s over you being home. - He has never felt such strong relief in his life and immediately squeezes you tightly while just full-on sobbing. - “Y/N, where the fuck did you go?? You scared me!” - Guard dog Sapnap, anyone?

Badboyhalo:

- Also probably crying a little, but happy tears! He makes sure you know it’s happy tears too. - “I knew eventually they would find you! I begged them to keep looking, and... I’m glad it worked.” - Talks about how he took care of your pets. He did take your pets with to see you, so of course you’ve got some welcome back snuggles with him and the animals.

Skeppy:

- “oHH MY GOD YOU’RE BACK” - Also hugging you extremely tight and talking about how much he missed you. - “Skeppy, I can hardly breathe, you’re hugging too tight.” “HOLD YOUR BREATH Or SOMETHING AND LET ME HUG YOU A LITTLE LONGER”

Techno:

- Very chill but internally is so, so happy you’re back. - “You’re alive. I’m glad. I wasn’t of much help in finding you, though. I was too cowardly. Sorry.” - A cup of tea and a book later, and it feels like everything between you two is just as it should be.

Tommy:

- Acts like he’s pissed, but he’s also super happy to see you alive and back home! - “Where the fuck were you? Trying to sneak off or something?” - You heard about how he acted with the police and tried scolding him, but he wouldn’t listen anyway.

Tubbo:

- “Y/N! I missed you so much! Here, Phil helped me with these!” - Once he explained what the drawings of you were for, you were the one absolutely sobbing. - He did so well in remembering you. You were glad the two of you were friends.

Phil:

- Gives you the letters he wrote every day for you. A lot of the contents talked about how he never gave up his search for you and how he missed you dearly. - Once again, you’re in tears. So is he, though.  - “Also, I dusted all your little shiny things. I figured you would appreciate that.” 

Ranboo:

- Feels like he didn’t do much as far as your search went.  - “Y/N, I’m sorry for not looking hard enough for you, I wrote what I could remember about you and I spent a lot of time with Tubbo to remember what you looked like, and-” - You hugged him very hard, and said, “Thank you for being a good friend.”

Awesamdude:

- Asking a tonne of questions, like, “Are you hurt? Where did you go? Was it scary? Were you stolen away?” - Basically, he’s talking circles around you the entire way home, and he’s holding your hand tightly and sort of refusing to let go. He doesn’t want to lose you again!

Schlatt:

- “Gone for how long now? Did you get involved in a gang or some shit?” - You already know how hard he worked to get the police to keep looking, but you give him the benefit of the doubt. - That night, and many nights after though, he’s staying up later than usual to make sure you don’t disappear.

Niki:

- “Y/N? I... I was so scared you wouldn’t come back, I...”  - Of course she’s crying. She thought she had lost you.  - She sits the two of you down to talk about it over tea, and you cuddle afterwards to wind down after an emotional rollercoaster of a day.

Wilbur:

- “I didn’t think they would find you. Took them long enough,” He jokes, ruffling your hair, putting his jacket on your shoulders and heading home with you. - As promised, he sings the songs he wrote for you while you’re seated on the couch. - “I’m glad you’re home. I missed you so much.” 

[hangezoeenthusiast]

You failed me

multiple x gn!reader

word count: 2,524

warnings: cursing, yelling, arguing, death, angst, blood, explosion, the egg (it deserves its own warning)

synopis: you guys failed me(us)

(the lyrics go with each person, might not get everyone, and also xd’s part is kinda wonky)

song: rät by penelope scott

I come from scientists and atheists and white men who kill God They make technology, high quality, complex physiological Experiments and sacrilege in the name of public good They taught me everything, just like a daddy should

Quackity, Karl, George, and Sapnap left you. Your mentors, your friends. The ones who taught you everything you knew. They went to build their little “Kinoko Kingdom” while you stayed in the ruins, the dust. “They’ll regret that.” you swore. You built something better, something greater.

It was called “Las Nevadas”. A place where everyone was allowed. They would remember not to fuck with you. They would soon realize that they should watch their back for the rest of their short, stupid lives.

“Watch out, you guys, I'm watching your every move.”

And you were beautiful and vulnerable and power and success God damn, I fell for you, your flamethrowers, your tunnels, and your tech I studied code because I wanted to do something great like you And the real tragеdy is half of it was true

Wilbur majorly fucked up. He was supposed to be with you to the end, your guys’ country, right? No. He left you behind. He went to find peace, find his heaven, while you stayed on earth, wallowing away until your flesh seeped off your rattling bones, rotting away by yourself, with no one to bare witness.

“Why didn’t you bring me with you Wilbur?” you asked his stupid grave on top of the once L’Manburg. “Why did you get the ecstasy, why do I get the remains?”

“I’m coming for you Wilbur, and when I do, we are going to wreck upon justice on everyone who wronged us, wronged you, they will feel our wrath.”

But we've been fuckin' mеan, we're elitist, we're as flawed as any church And this faux-rad West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I trusted you, it tastes like Thomas Malthus Your proposal is immodest and insane And I hope someday Selmers rides her fuckin' train

"Y/n!" Technoblade yelled. "I TRUSTED YOU, AND YOU BETRAYED ME, FOR WHAT, TO BLOW UP A STUPID COUNTRY, A COUNTRY THAT WAS DOOMED TO FAIL FROM THE START." He started to battle you, missing every single swing, blinded by fury.

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE ON MY SIDE.”

"LOOK AT ME GODDAMN IT."

You looked up at him in the eyes and boldly said, "No, Techno, don’t you see, you’re in the wrong here, you’re the one who betrayed me." You were blinded by friendship, you couldn’t see that Tommy had betrayed Techno, and that what the Butcher Army did to Techno was terrible.

"What do you mean Y/n, you know what they did, they wronged me, they used me, they tortured me, they gave me hell, so I gave it back to them, I destroyed the things they loved, the people they loved, you see Y/n, those who have treated me with kindness I will repay that kindness tenfold, and those who treat me with injustice, that use me, that hunt me down, that hurt my friends, I shall repay that injustice a thousand times over, do you understand?"

"No I don't, Techno, you can't do this.” you begged. He pushed you out of the way, "Get out of my way Y/n." “No, I won’t, I won’t let you destroy everything we worked for.”

“Well, then I have to fight you.”

And thus the battle began, Swords clashing against each other, blood spilling from open wounds, friends digging each other into a whole both of them couldn’t get out of. Techno was letting you off easy, he knew his strength, he knew that he could’ve beaten you in one swipe, but he didn’t want to kill you.

So when you had the opportunity, you swept from under his feet, and knocked him down. You placed your blade onto his neck, pressing down until a little drop of blood appeared, “Stay down Technoblade, or I’ll do something worse than try to put you on trial.”

He watched as you walked away from him, trying to save L’Manberg from a worst fate than death itself.

“One day Y/n, you’ll see, I’m on your side.”

I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I feel so stupid, and so used I feel so used

"Why would you do that Dream? You didn't have to do that." you interrogated. Dream had stupidly blew up the community house. You both didn't plan that, he had gone behind your back. "I had to Y/n, you wouldn't understand."

"What do you mean I don't understand, you went against my back, we were supposed to-" you cut off yourself, "Dream, don't you understand, you did something stupid, and what did you get, you got stupid jail." "The reason I did that is because I needed to isolate myself from humanity." he said, proudness lacing his words.

"What do you mean?" you questioned. "If anyone knows I can revive people, I'm screwed, so that's why I need to be by myself, yeah it sucks major ass, but at least no one else will know, well, besides you anyways." "I have a task for you Y/n/n, I need you to find a way to bring Tommy and Ghostbur in here."

"Why Dream?"

"I'm going to revive Wilbur."

I was your baby, your firstborn, the hot girl in your comp-sci class And I was Darwin's prep school dream, bred, born and raised to kick your ass I fell for circuit boards, rocket ships, pictures of the stars If you could only be what you pretend you are

"PHILZA MINECRAFT COME BACK HERE." you were chasing Phil, through the woody forest, covered by oak trees. He had information on Technoblade's whereabouts and you needed it. You chased him with your enchanted netherite armor, netherite sword and axe, and a few op potions. Your goal was to capture Philza and interrogate him on where Techno's place was. The thing was, you were his child. His own child trying to kill his own son.

He felt betrayed, his own child turned against him and their brother, their family. "The Butcher Army must've gotten to you somehow." he thought in his head. Surely, his darling Y/n didn't do it on their own will, right?

He was incorrect, you did it because you believed that Techno needed to be brought to justice, by punishment. You believed that your own sibling needed to die, because he was a "liability" to L'Manberg's growth and future. He needed to die because as long as he would live his long life with his little enderman Edward, retired, he would still cause trouble to everything you, Quackity, Tubbo, Fundy, and Ranboo had built.

He pleaded, "Stop Y/n, you don't have to do this." You argued, "I do Philza, as long as he lives, my plans for L'Manberg will forever cease to exist."

He felt like shit, you called him Philza, not Dadza, or Dad, or anything besides his normal name. "Did I screw something up?" he asked himself quietly under his breath. "Yes you did Phil, you took the traitor's side." you had heard Phil mumble.

"HE'S NOT A TRAITOR." Phil yelled at you. "Yes he is, he deserves what he is about to get, I will say it again, where is his base?"

"I'm not saying, Y/n, why are you doing this, Techno is your own sibling." "He's not my sibling anymore, that stopped when he destroyed L'Manberg, you're lucky I forgived you." you declared.

"Y/n/n, please don't do this."

"I have to Dadza, I can't let him roam free."

When I said take me to the moon, I never meant take me alone I thought if mankind toured the sky, it meant that all of us could go But I don't want to see the stars if they're just one more piece of land For us to colonize, for us to turn to sand

Bad had tried to convice you to join the Eggpire. You had no effect while being next to the egg, and he had to take you out. People who had no effect towards the egg had to be eliminated.

He was creepily following you, waiting until you stopped to get a chance to capture you. He had hope that you did have an effect, that you would join the Egg with him. He didn't want to kill you, you were his best friend, besides Skeppy of course.

"Come back here Y/n." he said. "No chance in hell Bad, get the fuck away from me." "HEY, LANGUAGE!" he exclaimed. "No language, get away from me, you're creeping me out."

He threw his trident, spinning in the air, trying to catch up to your frantic steps. You were trying to get to Church Prime, where no one could kill anyone, hopefully Bad would abide to that rule. You were just about to step on Church Prime when you bumped into a hard, armored chest.

You looked up shyly, and saw Punz, with his red eyes reflecting anger. "Where are you going Y/n?" he questioned. "Somewhere." you blankly stated. You were desperate, you didn't want to die, or anything else that Bad was going to do to you. You tried to dodge Punz, but he placed a hand on your shoulder, "Stay right here Y/n."

"No, get away from me, I don't know what's wrong with all of you, but go away, I don't want anything to do with your stupid Eggpire." He raged, and grabbed your wrist heavily, "DON'T TALK ABOUT THE EGG LIKE THAT, IT WILL TAKE CONTROL OF THE SERVER, AND YOU ALL WILL BE ITS SERVANTS." "LET ME THE FUCK GO PUNZ." you screamed. You were wiggling in his grip, trying to escape his lunatic self.

While he was holding you, you saw two other shadows behind you. It was Antfrost and Bad. "What do you guys want from me, I didn't do anything wrong."

"You are against the Egg Y/n, people who are like you and Tommy have to die."

"Well, I'm not dying today." you murmured under your breath. "What was that you said?" Antfrost asked you.

You smirked, "I'm not dying today, I'll tell you one more time, let go of me."

Bad and Antfrost walked closer to you, Punz right behind you, all of them cornering you into a tight spot. "What you going to do about it Y/n, you're cornered."

"You'll know when they get here, but for now, you better run boys."

'Cause we're so fuckin' mean, we're so elitist, we're as fucked as any church And this bullshit West coast dogma has a higher fuckin' net worth I bit the apple 'cause I loved you, and why would you lie? And then I realized that you're just as naïve as I am Oh, you're so traumatized it makes me want to cry

"Tubbo, don't do this." Schlatt had unfortunately found out that you were a spy, that you were on Pogtopia's side. He had ordered Tubbo to kill you with fireworks, to light you on fire, give you blisters all over your body. "Please Tubbs, you're my friend." you pleaded.

"I can't Y/n/n, or something worse will happen." he whispered to you. "What do you mean?" you asked. "He can-" he trailed off, looking somewhere else besides your eyes. "Tubbo, you don't have to do what that stupid bastard tells you to do, you're your own person, with your own thoughts and actions."

"I'm sorry Y/n, I hope you can forgive me."

"TUBBO N-" you was cut off by firewords hitting your skin, making blisters and burn marks all over your body. You lost your second canon life, feeling betrayed by Tubbo. He killed you for what, a stupid father who never cared about him in his entire life, a father who exiled his friends that actually treated him like a person, and not like some random piece of trash.

You respawned in your bed, feeling bruises and bumps mostly on your forearms and your back.

"I'll help you Tubbo, I’ll get rid of him.”

You dumb bitch I loved you, I loved you, I loved you, it's true I wanted to be you and do what you do I lived here, I loved here, I bought it, it's true I'm so embarrassed, I feel abused

“Come on Y/n/n, come with me.” Punz begged of you. He wanted you to visit the Egg. You didn’t want to be controlled by a stupid omelette. "I'm not Punzo, why are you so obsessed with that stupid thing."

"DON'T SPEAK OF THE EGG LIKE THAT."

You put your hands in front of you, accidentally touching Punz's chest, "Ok calm down buddy." He didn't calm down and instead yelled at you on why you had to join the Eggpire.

"If you join, you will be forever happy."

"If you join you'll get whatever you want."

You were tired of the members of the Eggpire to convince you to join them, you didn't like eggs anyway. "Punz, for the last time, I'm not joining you, stop telling me."

“Then you have to die.”

So fuck your tunnels, fuck your cars, fuck your rockets, fuck your cars again You promised you'd be Tesla, but you're just another Edison 'Cause Tesla broke a patent, all you ever broke were hearts I can't believe you tore humanity apart

“XD!” You were pissed at him, he had destroyed your house, made your friends pissed at you, just everything you liked. All because he wanted you for himself.

He wanted you to be dependent on his every word, and he was being a manipulative psychopath. And you didn’t tolerate that, it was like he was his human counterpart, Dream.

He walked to you with confidence, waiting for to get a hug from you, well, he didn’t get that. You slapped him so hard his head swung to the left.

“WHAT THE FUCK.”

“That’s what you get you stupid son of a bitch. You fucking ruined everything.” “Calm down Y/n/n, what is wrong?” He acted concerned, but you knew that he was faking. He would do anything to get someone’s approval.

“DO YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT’S WRONG, IT’S YOU, YOUR STUPID PRESENCE IN MY LIFE. YOU KEEP ON WALKING AROUND LIKE YOU FUCKING OWN THE PLACE.”

“Calm down darling, just take some netheri-” you interrupted him by slapping the ore out of his hands. “I don’t need jack shit from you XD, you know what, take back the necklace, I don’t want it.” You pulled the shiny, green emerald necklace off your neck, and pulled XD’s palm out.

You placed the necklace filled with memories, and put it on his hand. You closed up his palm, and walked away, leaving XD to his own accord.

“We could’ve had evertything X.”

[quackisinnit]

What Dream, George, Sapnap, Karl, Quackity, c!Techno, Wilbur would get you for Valentine's Day

Note: probabaly the biggest headcanon i've ever wrote KDSHJS i'll only do this when theres a speacual occasion. sorry it came out so late!!

Genre: fluff, romantic, irl and in-game, gender neutural, they/them

Warnings: none

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Dream

Heart Shaped Balloons and Flowers

he would bring you to a fancy restaurant

like he would go all out

anyways

he gives you the gifts like before you leave the restaurant

he payed for the check

and he just stands up and says "wait here, i'll just get something real quick from the car"

you're so confused cause like

he already brought you to a fancy place?? what other surprise does he have for you

and he comes in with the balloons and flowers

and you're all like

"dream you're too sweet, i'm gonna cry"

"aww no dont cry D:"

when he gives it to you he kisses your cheek and say some romantic stuff

"i love you so much y/n"

"i'm so grateful for you, thank you for sticking withme theough thick and thin"

George

Chocolates and A Teddy Bear

you would both be at home

just hangin out

cause why go out if you can just stay at home an watch movies together??

he'd even make you pick the movie

which is pretty rare

cause in his words,

"you always pick the worst movies"

"wdym??? i pick the best movies D:<"

and while watching

he gets up and you dont really expect anything

cause yaknow he could be going to the rest room

and when he comes back,

he calls out to you, gifts in hand

"y/n,"

you then look at him and he smiles at you

"happy valentines day:)"

and he'd give you the tightest hug in the world

"aw george thank you, you're the best"

"i know😏"

"oh shut up"

Sapnap

A Big Teddy Bear and Flowers

he would try to plan something big

like a big banner with "happy valentines day!", lots of flowers, etc

but he couldn't cause he was busy:((

and a few days before valentines day he'd just buy you flowers

he planned to give it to you before you wake up

so he woke up earlier than you

he tried to make breakfast for you

but he was so nervous so it was pretty hard

like he would be trying to make you some eggs but heended up burning them on accident

in the end he just made you a sandwhich

when he went in you were still alseep

and after a few minutes of deciding,

he called dream LMAOO

"DREAM HELP WHAT DO I DO"

"JUST WAKE THEM UP"

and so he did

you were greeted with a very happy and nervous sapnap

"happy valentine's day:)"

and he'd give you the flowers and sandwhich

later on in the day you both went to a carnival and win you a big teddy bear in one of the games

cause he felt bad for just getting flowers djshsj

Karl

Cupcakes and A Teddy Bear

he'd first greet you in the morning by peppering your face with kisses and handing you the bear

"here you go love, happy valentines day"

and he'd be all giggly that day too

for the next surprise

he would make this a bonding experience

like you would both make the cupcakes

maybe even make a contest and see who makes the better cupacakes

and it'd be so much fun

he'd throw flour at you, try to mess up the color of your icing by adding more food color in it, etc

like you'd be mixing and he just comes up behind you and probabaly throws an egg at your head LMAOO

"okay so i nee-" you feel something hard hit your head and then hear a cracking sound

you turn around to see that karl has thrown an egg at your head

but it didnt break, it only broke when it finally hit the ground

"oh karl you're in for it now-"

you'd be throwing different ingredients at eachother

maybe even spoons and spatulas

"HA get recked y/-" he pauses

"y/n."

"did you just hit my head with a fork?"

"... maybe"

just really chaotic honestly

and cleaning up would be pretty hard

like there would be flour and icing everywhere

but the whole experince was fun<3

Quackity

Flowers and Song/Poem

he'd be stressed about it

like "will they like it?" "is it good enough??"

just lots of thoughts racing through his head

when he gives it (the flowers) to you

his hands would be sweaty

he clears his throat and gets a piece of paper from his pocket

and its the poem

he starts readibg the lines

(spoiler, its a joke poem)

"y/n, the first time i saw you, i pissed my pants"

"and i like ants"

or somethimg like that KSJAK

he'd just say stupid stuff to make you laugh

then after that comes the real gift

the song

this man makes his own song and tune

nothing was taken from the internet

like he wrote the lyrics himself and the tune

and he'd sing it seriously

when done with the song, he looks at you

"did you like it??"

"like it?" you scoffed

his heart fucking STOPS

"i loved it:)"

and he'd just let a sigh of relief

"dont ever pull that shit again i thought you hated it >:()"

Techno

Going on Picnic and Poem

at first he wouldn't know what to give you tbh

he'd be asking phil what to give you

"phil what should i give y/n?"

and phil would help him

"just give them anything, i'm sure they'll love whatever you get"

"but phil what if-"

he'd want something good enough for you

like he doesn't want to get you just flowers

it needs to be something better than that

but at the same time he's just too lazy to plan anything that big

so he just decided on going on a simple picnic

and he also decided to write you a poem

so you're picnic takes face in a large field

in the middle of nowhere

"techno, where are we?"

"you'll see"

you both to a hill where you find a blanket and a basket, filled with various kinds of food and drinks

"aww techno, thank you. you're so sweet:D"

and he'd be all flustered

"yeah but its just a picnic.."

you both sat down and just talked about things

and before you left he told you he had one more surprise

he reaches to the bottom of the basket where a paper lays

he gets it and begins reading it to you

spoiler alert, its the poem

when he's done, just like quackity, he looks at you

"did,, did you like it?????"

"i loved it techno" and you peck him on the lips

and techno?

boom, his heart explodes

"i'm glad you liked it"

he's so awkward and flustered brrr

Wilbur

Chocolates and a Song

with the song he just speedran it

but at the same time he didnt

like he made the tune quickly

but he took a long time with the lyrics

trying to find the perfect words

but it was hard

because you were so perfect and lovely to him

also cause you were always around him

and you might see what he was doing:((

obviously that would ruin the surprise

so he tried his best to keep it a a secret

and he was able to do it

soon valentines day came

and he sang his song to you

in a blanket fort he made

out of chairs, blankets, and pillows

the fort was filled with stuffed animals, snacks, drinks etc

anything you could think of, it was probably there JSJAJSJ

and if you had a pet

they would just be chilling in the fort

he sang his song there

after, he gave you choclates

cause why not??

he loves you so much so why not more gifts???

[batlingsstuff]

|| DREAM SMP HEADCANONS ||

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

hello! this is my first time doing headcanons, and i just want to clarify some things:

sadly, i won't be doing requests because i'm busy af with school and i dont want to dissapoint anyone, but you can drop some suggestions and i would think about it! it would be really nice :)

also i won't be writing romantic headcanons for minors or those who are uncomfortable with it, but i can do platonic headcanons for them! ^^

i won't be doing nsfw headcanons either, because i'm uncomfy with sexualizing real people and just writing nsfw in general :)

also, please tell me if someone is uncomfortable with fanfics and/or headcanons and i will erase that part as fast as possible, thanks for passing by! - batling

✦ means platonic

✦ characters : ranboo, tubbo, tommy, philza, techno and jschlatt

♥ means romantic

♥ characters: quackity, wilbur, nihachu, dream, george, sapnap, eret, karl, fundy and bbh

keywords:

(y/n) : your name

(n/n) : nickname

(p/p) : pizza place

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

“As he read, I fell in love the way you fall asleep: slowly, and then all at once.” – John Green

┌────── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──────┐

SLEEPOVERS

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GENDER NEUTRAL

└────── ⋆⋅✦⋅⋆ ──────┘

♥ Quackity

oh boy

i just have two words for this one: pure chaos

he will punch you with a pillow if you try to sleep

and you will be MAD at this

grabbing a pillow and hitting him RIGHT IN THE FACE with all your strenght

he'll probably fake cry about it, saying that you hurt him

after a while of pillow fighting, you guys got tired and plopped into the bed, snuggling into eachother and just enyoing the comfortable silence before drifting to sleep

♥ Wilbur

you two will probably blast hamilton and scream the lyrics till the neighbours wake up and you get angry knocks at your door

and you will laugh at that, lowering the speaker's volume and telling him to lower his voice aswell to avoid your neighbours calling the police

then you'll eat snacks and talk about anything that pops into your mind, laughing at the most silly jokes

he will sing sweet songs to you, making you fall asleep to his calming voice

summary: fluff

♥ Nihachu

you and her will bake pastries at a very late hour

she REALLY enjoys baking with you bc she thinks it's a great way to spend time with you

all this girl wants is to spend her time by your side, doing particularlly anything like streaming, baking, playing games and going outside for a walk and/or shopping

once you finished baking, she will kiss your cheek multiple times. that's her way to tell you that you did a great job :)

you'll spend the rest of the night cuddling, eating your pastries and watching some random movie, commenting about how bad it is and laughing

♥ Dream

bruh

this bitch will speedrun the sleepover

is it possible to speedrun a sleepover? maybe

you'll spend the rest of the night probably playing uncharted 3: drake's deception in his old ps3

after a while, you guys got bored from uncharted and went to his pc to play amnesia: the dark descent

there are 2 options:

you will be scared as fuck and will avoid looking at the screen when you think something bad will happen or when some body will come out from a drawer

or you will be totally chill with it, laughing hard when clay pisses his pants for real when he encounters the gatherer

you named the gatherer 'bob' :)

♥ George

he'll take you to the rooftop

and pushes you so you fall to your death

i mean

he gets blankets and pillows so you can stargaze together

he'll teach you the constelations while pointing them, excited about every single one of them

"look (y/n), that's the ursa major!"

he'll have hot chocolate prepared too, so you don't get cold while stargazing

you try your best to not fall asleep on the rooftop

but eventually fail

when he notices you're asleep, he stops talking about the constellations and carries you to your bedroom, giving you a goodnight kiss and leaving you in your bed so you can have a peaceful rest

♥ Sapnap

hey mamas

i don't know what sapnap will do in a sleepover so i will just improvise B)

you will watch anime together

not any kind of anime, like that romance-comedy bullcrap

no fuck that

you will watch the classy angsty anime like madoka magica

WATCH IT IF YOU HAVEN'T ALREADY

you will fucking cry because of literally anything that happens to the characters

"(y/n) why are you crying it's just a show"

'IT'S NOT ANY SHOW SAPNAP IT'S FUCKING MADOKA MAGICA OF COURSE I'M GOING TO CRY'

the last chapter made you fucking cry harder

AUTHOR HERE I WAS CRYING SO MUCH WHEN IT ENDED

yeah you will basically watch anime with him, cry about it and he will comfort you and bring you a glass of water so you don't have a terrible headache after it

I KNOW THIS HEADCANON SUCKED I'M SO SORRY

♥ Eret

KINGG <3

you two will plan a picnic in your yard

yes your yard

he'll bring a ton of snacks and you'll buy a few drinks

you two spend the rest of the picnic talking about your future and enjoying the snacks

then, he'll make you stand up and will teach you how to dance tango

and of course you will mess everything up

and you even stomped on his feet accidentally, making him wimper

but he brushed off the pain and laughed at your concerned face

after calming down his laughter, he gave you a passionate kiss and hugged you tightly

i love eret ok

♥ Karl Jacobs

this man.

this man is the definition of sweet

you'll spend the night cuddling and making cute pet names for eachother

he will definetely give you a great back massage if you're stressed

then he'll start writing love letters full of things he adore of you

and you'll do the same for him

after that, you will share your letters and just snuggle and smile at the sweet things you guys wrote for eachother

he will deffo shower you with kisses when he finishes reading your letter, telling you that you're the nicest person on earth

and that he loves you so so much

♥ Fundy

i'm a huge fundy simp ok

he will bring his piano to your house and you guys will compose a melody together

he will let you sit on his lap while you play the piano/keyboard with him

fundy will basically teach you how to play basic piano songs

you asked him if you guys could play megalovania together

he said no :(

but still you got to play nice songs together without messing up

and when you got the hang of it, he snuggled his face in your neck and kissed you there genly

and when you got tired, he started playing very calming songs and you fell asleep in his lap, snuggling into his chest

he gently carried to your room and will sleep beside you putting a fair distance so you can have a comfortable sleep!

♥ BadBoyHalo

bbh supremacy

he will get rat ready so you can snuggle with her too :)

you guys will mainly play with rat and talk about life in general

he will call you tons of cute pet names

ofc he will call you muffin it's bbh who we're talking about

he will talk about how bad he wants to spend the rest of his life with you

after a while, he will take you to his kitchen and start making muffins together

he will guide you on how to bake 'em though

you guys had a great time making muffins and cuddling with him and rat :)

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✦ Ranboo

tall mf gives the best piggy back rides

when he gets to your house there is a 100% chance he will bump his head on the door frame

and there is a 100% chance you will make fun of him because of that

"(y/n) please stop laughing my head hurts :("

you'll give him some ice to put on his head while you two play minecraft on your ps4

you will bring snacks too and ask him if his head is better

"yeah, thank you (n/n)"

he will pull you in a hug so you can be comfy together while you play good ol' minecraft

because ranboo surely doesn't play anything besides fucking minecraft

stfu that video of him playing spooky's jump scare mansion doesn't exist

✦ Tubbo

SWEET BE BOYY <3

he will gift you a bee plushie

expect a lot of (FRIENDLY) hugs from him

like fundy, you guys will play piano together

you guys are most likely to prank call some random numbers AND your friends

and you accidentally called some random pizza place

"hello! this is (p/p), may i take your order?"

you were nervous and didn't know what to say

UNTIL YOU CAME UP WITH A GREAT IDEA

"hello? are you there?"

'hi yes, i would like to order 7 extra large pepperoni pizzas to (tommy's adress).'

"oh- okay! uhm- they will arrive in a few hours. are you okay with that?"

'yes ma'am, thank you.'

when you ended the call, you couldn't help but burst out laughing, knowing that tommy will be so mad at you guys-

✦ Tommy

like quackity, PURE. CHAOS.

you guys will obviously stream your sleepover

doing a q&a stream :)

tubbo and wilbur will probably crash your stream and start spamming things like 'MEETUP??' and 'DIDN'T GET AN INVITE'

you guys laughed and added them to the call

"WHY THE FUCK DIDN'T YOU GUYS INVITE ME?" wilbur shouted

'i'm sorry willlll'

you kept playing minecraft with wilbur, tubbo and quackity too since he crashed your stream like an hour later

after the stream, you got up and plopped on the mattress that was on the floor

"tired?"

'yeah'

"okay, good night big (initial)"

✦ Philza

POG

YEAHHH SLEEPOVER WITH THE MINECRAFT GOD

AND KRISTIN'S THERE TOO :)))

and oh god you ADORE kristin

i'm pretty sure she's a total sweetheart

it would be like having a sleepover with your parents

only that it's less boring

you guys will watch a movie together, you will be in one side of the couch eating snacks while phil and kristin are in the other cuddling

you'll eventually bug them about it

after the movie, you fell asleep early and philza noticed, talking to kristin about it too

and wrapped a blanket around you so that you get a good rest :)

✦ Technoblade

mr. blood god teaches you the arts of the CRAFT.

yeah i mean it's techno what else does he play besides minecraft

he will play bedwars w/ u, teaching you how to pvp

"bro you kinda suck tbh"

'stfu techno'

he will comment about how bad you are, but tries to help you get better anyways

and when you do a very poggers gamer move, he praises you

and when he praises you you're all :)))

after awhile, he gets tired from watching you play minecraft and suggest watching anime

fucking weeb

i mean

uh

other thing you guys do together in a sleepover is playing and commenting about pokemon

if you don't like pokemon get tf out of here /J

i was joking please don't leave i respect your tastes

✦ Jschlatt

ooooh boy

get ready for a session of wii training

that's all you guys will do

play wii sports and some other shit like wii music

he will laugh his ass of if you fall while playing wii fit

but he will eventually help you bc outside his funny and shouty persona, he's a really chill guy and a really nice person!

seriously like have you ever seen a theweeklyslap video?

well expect hearing amazing pep talks from him

bc this man is a legend and knows his way to words and is very good at comforting people :)

sometimes you'll rant to him about anything that's happening in your life, and he will listen to you and give you really helpful advice

and you appreciate him so much for that

✧─── ･ ｡ﾟ★: *.✦ .* :★. ───✧

TYSM FOR READING GUYS, i appreciate it if you made it this far :)

i hope you guys really enjoyed these headcanons, it's my first time doing them and aa i'm a bit nervous about posting this but i'll be fine ig

also i'm sorry if there's a grammatical error, english is not my native language and i'm still learning it :) have a nice day/night, drink water and don't fuck up your sleeping schedule!!

[jjkyaoi]

okay if any of you make a comment about me projecting in this i will beat you to death w/ a chair. enjoy 😊;

• tommy hasn’t ever been the most gifted child. in comparison to wilbur, he’s always been sort of a fucken mess. it’s always been hard for him to excel in certain things; somehow, he’d always end up messing up because he was ungraceful with the way he went about these tasks, or he simply wasn’t thinking. wilburs always been on the end of phil’s attention— he’s always been on the end of phil’s praises, of phil’s compliments, and tommy has always been given a halfhearted head pat whenever he presented something he did that was lackluster in comparison.

• he’s also always gotten into fights with other people? he’s always had a short temper, his entire life and that’s led to him getting into a lot of trouble w people he wouldn’t want to get in trouble w? phil’s always had to get him out of these situations, & every time he’s gotten out of trouble he’s always been punished, regardless if he started the fight or not. phil’s always viewed him as a sort of problem child.

• phil always used to complain about him to wilbur. he didn’t ever think tommy could hear, but every time he’d complain about him tommy would be listening; he’d either be sitting on the staircase as phil complained about him to wilbur in the kitchen, or he’d be listening from his room, or he’d be right outside the door to wilbur’s room; no matter what he’d always hear phil complain about what a hassle it was to parent such a “problem child” like him

• phil has regularly forgotten tommys birthday. after techno started living with them he had yet another kid to pay attention to instead of tommy. throughout multiple birthday’s tommys spent alone, making his own birthday cake and getting his own presidents; which were just stuff he’d gotten from his closet and forced himself to act surprised upon seeing. every time tommy tried to tell phil it was his birthday he’d always be busy. he wouldn’t ever have time for it. phil still doesn’t know when his birthday is

• phil would always compare him to techno. tommy doesn’t know if he meant to do it, but every time tommy would make a mistake phil would always say something like; “techno would never do this” or “why can’t you be more like techno? he’s so well behaved” or “maybe techno should start teaching you since you clearly don’t know how to behave” every time phil would brush it off like it was nothing afterwards but it would stick with tommy.

• TOMMY, upset about something: phil, can i talk to you? there’s something i—,

• PHIL: i’m busy, tommy. techno needs me to help him train

• TOMMY: yeah, but i—i’m— i need to talk to you?

• PHIL, sighing; why don’t you go talk to wilbur? he’s probably free.

• TOMMY: but—

• PHIL: honestly, tommy. why can’t you be more like techno? he never begs for my attention

• TOMMY: oh. right. yeah. i— sorry.

• wilbur’s always been there for him when he needed him, though. every time phil would forget to get him something for christmas, or forget his birthday wilbur would always come in his room & bring him a little gift that he brought with his own money. on his 14th birthday he even baked him a cake; it didn’t tast very good at all but it was worth it. ...tommy totally didn’t cry when he was eating it, what’re you talking about

• TOMMY: he forgot.

• WILBUR: what?

• TOMMY: he forgot my birthday. again. i’m 14 and he forgot. why isn’t he— doesnt he remember?

• WILBUR: tommy...

• TOMMY: if it were techno he wouldn’t have forgotten, he has— he fucking had technos birthday on a note on the fridge! why doesn’t he— why can’t he remember my birthday?

• WILBUR: he’s probably just busy, tommy, you know him—

• TOMMY: yeah. he’s always busy. too busy for me.

• every time phil would speak to tommy it would be awkward. he’d always get what tommy likes mixed up; either he’d get him and wilburs interests mixed up, or he’d pick something completely random and expect tommy to like it. he didn’t ever ask tommy what he liked, he just assumed things. one time, phil got him a guitar for christmas; he’d never played the guitar in his life. he didn’t have interest in music. that was wilburs thing. but when he tried to tell him, he brushed it off

• he told wilbur about the guitar, told him he didn’t want it, but instead of letting him give it to him wilbur instead decided to let him keep it. when he asked him why wilbur told him that he could teach him how to play; he said it wouldn’t be fair to throw away such an opportunity like that. he’d told him that it would be his christmas gift to him, teaching him how to play one of his favorite instruments. tommy wasn’t very good at it. he could only play one song on there, but wilbur still told him he was proud of him every time

• PHIL: oh! you have the guitar i gave you!

• TOMMY: yeah.

• PHIL: well, i told you you’d like it! it’s quite nice isn’t it?

• TOMMY: yeah, i guess... but i’m not—

• PHIL: next time, tommy, don’t lie to me about things you like.

• TOMMY: i—

• TOMMY: yeah. sorry.

• in pogtopia, wilbur, him and techno would always write letters to phil about what was going on— how they were faring alone. it wasn’t something tommy was very fond of doing, but he did it anyways; his notes were always short, because he still wasn’t very good at communicating with his father, even after all these years. after a couple days of sending off the letters they’d always get one in response— well. wilbur and techno did. tommy didn’t ever get any letters in response.

• TOMMY: what’re you holding, techno?

• TECHNO: oh. it’s a letter from dad. he says he’s doing well—

• TOMMY: it’s a letter from dad.

• TECHNO: ...yeah?

• TOMMY: you got a letter back. and i didn’t.

• TECHNO: oh.

• TECHNO; tommy, look, i—i’m sure it’s not that bad—

• TOMMY: it doesn’t matter, anyways. i’m not surprised.

• TECHNO: ...

• TECHNO: do you want me to write to him for you?

• TOMMY: don’t try. it’s not like he’d respond anyways.

[glitchxboy]

- ͙۪۪̥🥀˚┊❛𝓯𝓪𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓲𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓬!𝔀𝓲𝓵𝓫𝓾𝓻 ❜ᶠᵃˡˡⁱⁿᵍ ⁱⁿ ˡᵒᵛᵉ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᶜ!ʷⁱˡᵇᵘʳ ┊˚ ͙۪

hello, glitchy here, so this is trying to do a good oneshot, you already know its gonna be bad, any bad grammar please tell me! :)

𝐬 𝐭 𝐨 𝐫 𝐲: one-shot and angst? 𝐜 𝐡 𝐚 𝐫 𝐚 𝐜 𝐭 𝐞 𝐫: c!wilbur  𝐩 𝐫 𝐨 𝐧 𝐨 𝐮 𝐧 𝐬: he/him

dream smp highschool au! (with hybrids and everything) sally salmon mermaid au! (yeh)

I dont specify you hybrid side so yeah, you can use anything. btw when i say (h/s) is your hybrid side but like a nickname, ej: kitty, endy, etc.

good song

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Falling in love, it can be hard sometimes, sometimes it can just be nice and pretty, you feel butterflies in you life or bees stinging very hard, but they are pretty so you just dont stop them. 

Why did you fall in love with him? of all people....him. The crazy guy who was one of the best in dsmp highschool. being the leader of one side of the school, , he was a crazy guy, “adopting” one of the kids in the school. But that crazy guy was your friend and you really love him, care about him.

-yoh! y/n! whats wrong with you?-the voice of his younger brother wakes you up from your world.

-Oh sorry Tommy, i just was thinking-you smiles a little bit 

-c’mon man! we have a plan for the other side! and we want you to hear it!-he says with a smile, he looks happy.

-Tommy, i aleady say that i dont wanna be in that kind of battles, more if is just a kids game-

-but- big man! we want you!-you sigh kinda tired.

-Who is this “we”?-you look at him 

-well, me darling-you jump a little bit for the new voice and you look behind, kinda angry.

-Wilbur minecraft! man i was scared-you say kinda angry, and you get up from youre seat.

-HAHA! YOU LOSE!-Tommy says with a smile.

-shuu! anyways arent you with Sally? i thoug you guys were in a date-you say looking at wilbur.

-well little (h/s), they were kinda angry too-he laughs a little bit, but a little bit sad.

-and you are the leader? god-you sigh a little bit 

-YOH! WILBUR! WHAT IS THE PLAN!?-

-well if y/n wanna hear it?-

-no no and no, i dont wanna be in a, what? war?. its enough with the exams-

-c’mon just a little bit of pranks!-wilbur say smiling.

-yeah, and that can end bad, wilbur and tommy, if you gonna do something stupid, i WILL hit you-ignoring they screams of “come baack!” you decide to go away.

-, goodbye prince-

(fuck, stop calling me like that). you were still walking and you hit with someones back.

-hey! look! oh-you stop taling when you watch who was, it was kinda obvious with her red hair.

-Oh! y/n! hello-they look like they were just stop crying.

-Sally? oh um, hello-(please dont say anything bad)

-did you see wilby?-she says with a little smile.

-em, yeah! they are close to the history class, its something wrong?-you said (now you are dumb, its god damn obious)

-um, not much just a little fight of couples-

yeah...couples.

-uh of course, sorry, any ways i need to get going-you said walking away.

-um y/n-she hold you arm and you stay frozen-you have feelings for wilbur?-

-eh? why the question?-you try to go away

-you know he is with me right?-they look kinda angry 

-Sally, dont worry please, i know you guys are a couple, dont worrys-

-mh, yeah...im sorry i over react, it just, you guys look more like a couple then he with me-now she looked sad

-please dont say anything like that, he loves you so much-you smile again and you go away.

(fucking bees inside me, stop fucking around) you sigh tired.

[two days later, im lazy ok?]

-oh god no-you sigh tired, looking at a Tommy with a purple eye but a proud smile, and wilbur with some cuts but he looked normal.

-yeahh, some pranks nothing more-wilbur smiles again.

-YEAH BIG MAN! WE WIN!-he looked happy 

-Yeah with a purple eye and some cuts, those cuts doesnt look even good clean-you touch gente one of the cuts 

-awww are you worry about me prince?-he smiles a little bit

-no...of course i am! you are my friend dumbass-you hit a little bit one of his cuts he laughs a little bit with some pain.

-oh um, wilby?-you look behind  wilbur and you see Sally with some bandages.

-oh, hello love-wilbur go close to them, you feel the look of sally.

-HEY BIG MAN!-

-GOD! Tommy stop scaring like that-

-yeah yeah, anyways, my eye also hurts-he smles a little bit nervous

-i swear to god, i make that other eye also purple-you bring him to the nurse kinda fast.

i wish you tell me “love” too

-a party?-you say looking at Eret, thoug you shouldnt be with him

-yeah! the school is going, is in my house-he smiles 

-mhp, even l’manburg?-you say eating a little bit of (favorite food)

-yup, c’mon y/n! its been a while since we hang out, and i gonna think it was a wile since you go to a party-she hits you gentle

-well, i guess but wilbur-

-wilbur this, wilbur that! y/n think for yourself now-you look at them but look away quickly, god they were staring very close.

-okay okay, i go, but-

-dont talk to people, i know, i know-she hugs you 

and you guys keep chatting a little bit

[day of the party]

-oh Sally, you are also here-you been in this party for some time, looking at people.

-hello y/n, well i guess i need some party in my life-

-yeah, feel that-you laugh a little bit 

-i think wilbur has fellings for you-you almosth choke

-what? Sally! i already told you, we are nothing! just friends-

-maybe but, he looks at you different from how he looks at me-she looks at you serious 

-maybe you are juts over thinking! c’mon you already know how he is-

-no! no i dont!, because when we are together he only talks about you, how you care so much about him, how you hair looks pretty whit the sunset, how you (hybrid characteristic) its so cool, how happy you look while doing something-they stopped for a second-and im not angry okay? me being a mermaid  im not always here, but you are, and you make him so happy, even before i was here.

You stopped everything, its like time stopped, like you life stop.

-I-i didn’t know-you look away 

-its okay, but, do you love him big guy?-

-i-you stopped talking and sigh a little bit-yeah i do

-then go! go and be with him! im pretty sure that nobpdy cares that you both are guys, okay?-

you nod kinda fast

-were is he?-

-just go to his house, you know he hates this kind of partys-

you smile a little bit and you run away, you are gonna tell him everything

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and done! hope you guys likes it!. :D

[starrywolf101]

They weren't planning on taking lives during Doomsday, only the nation.

There weren't any deaths needed to prove their point.

Yet, two lives were lost anyways.

During their confrontation, Techno had aimed his rocket launcher at Tommy, only planning to shoot near him and scare the kid a bit. He really wasn't planning on killing the boy. Tommy could easily dodge the fireworks' path of destruction— it wasn't like he was an inexperienced fighter.

Techno truly wasn't aiming to kill, but Tommy only stood there, frozen in place as he pulled the trigger. Like a deer in headlights. He wasn't expecting a blur of green to run past him and in the way of the explosives.

The screams are drowned out by the voices in his head chanting for blood.

When the colors fade, all that's left is a body and a boy cradling it. Both covered in severe burns. Despite still being alive, Tommy's eyes held the same glassy look as Tubbo's dead ones. A conflicted look crosses Techno's face as he takes a step forward towards the teens before changing his mind and fleeing the scene.

The voices call him a coward.

Techno ignores them and convinces himself that his job was done as the telltale hiss of TNT fills the air.

It only takes a few minutes for L'Manberg to be reduced to a crater. Last time there was still rubble, but now there was only bedrock and stone. Nothing left to be remade.

Techno leaves with Phil, proud to have accomplished his mission— repressing any guilt he may have. The last he saw of Tommy, he was being comforted by Quackity and Fundy.

...

So why did he see the teen standing at the edge of L'Manhole when he went back for the surviving dogs? Forgetting his current mission, Techno approaches the scene.

"Theseus?" Against his better judgment, Techno had called out to the boy. The nickname had unintentually slipped from his tongue causing both of them to freeze in place.

When Tommy turns to look at him, Techno has to stop himself from grimacing. The kid looked terrible: eyes red and puffy from presumably crying. The once bright blues were dull and lifeless— the flickers of a flame once there were now squashed by grief. "What. Come to take this from me too?"

There was no fight to Tommy's voice, no swears spat at the end of his sentence. All that was left was a bitter quietness. "Excuse me?" Techno ignored the worry chewing at his insides.

"I read your dumb Greek Mythology book," Tommy hisses. "I know how Theseus dies." The teen turns away to stare back into the crater. Suddenly, Techno became all too aware of how close Tommy was to the edge. "You may be Lycodemes, but I'm no Theseus. I'm not weak like Wilbur— I won't beg someone else to take my life."

"Look, Tommy, why don't you back up from the edge and we can discuss this like reasonable people?" Techno may still be angry at the kid for his betrayal, but he doesn't want him dead.

Whipping around, Tommy jabs a finger into Techno's chestplate, forcing him to take a few steps back. Eyes darkened and clouded with rage, Tommy growls: "You're a fucking prick, y'know that?! You take Him from me like a coward and then have the guts to tell me to back off– "A hysterical giggle bubbles out of Tommy. "There's nothing left for me! Everything was taken from me, Blade. My Discs. My L'Manberg...

"My Tubbo..."

Tommy visibly deflates after that, a hand flying up to his mouth to muffle a choked sob. The only thing Techno could do was watch as Tommy crumbled before him, unable to tear his eyes away. Some morbid part of his brain wondered if this is how Phil felt as he watched Wilbur's breakdown in the button room.

Then there was singing.

"I heard there was a special place, where men could go and emancipate the brutality and tyranny of their rulers." It took Techno a moment to realize the shaky song was coming from Tommy. The boy's eyes were fogged over, looking at something in the distance. "Well this place is real you needn't fret! With Wilbur, Tommy, Tubbo, fuck Eret! A very big and not blown up L'Manberg..."

"Tommy?"

"My L'Manberg,"

"Tommy!?"

"My L'Manberg,"

"Get away from the edge!"

"My L'Manberg–"

The last lyric is left unfinished at Tommy steps over the edge backwards, smile on his face and tears in his eyes. Techno had cried out the boy's name as he launched himself towards him, but he was too late.

A thud echoes from the hole, but he can't bring himself to look over the edge.

[Tommyinnit hit the ground too hard]

.

.

.

Somewhere far away, a boy in green smiles at the arrival of the boy in red. "Finally! I was waiting for forever! Are you ready to go?"

Laughing, the boy in red punches the other in the arm. "I was born ready, bitch!"

They walk off together, not a single worry on their minds.

[amazingphilza]

study buddies :: cc!multiple x reader

fluff , platonic , gender neutral ! some headcanons if the mcyts were trying to help you do hw :D

cc’s included in order: tommyinnit , tubbo , ranboo , wilbur soot , philza , technoblade

tommyinnit

i feel like he’s the type to be in a long discord call with you whilst you both try to finish your work

mans uses the screensharing feature like there’s no tomorrow

“y/n watch my stream on discord and help me guess the answers”

“tommy no! i haven’t even taken a film class before”

“your guess is good as mine”

“just cheat and google the answers!!!”

“fuck you”

he actually just wants your attention because he’s bored out of his mind doing homework

five minutes later of asking you to help him guess questions he’s like

“hey y/n”

“what now?”

“let’s play bedwars”

“oh my god shut up!!!”

if tommy has to speedrun something before a deadline, it is a whole different story tho; he will be so focused on completing that he won’t hear what you’re saying

if you’re struggling in math, you’re on your own

“math is shit, only numbers i need is my primes and youtube analytics” says tommy any time you complain about math

besides the fact he isn’t good at solving math problems, you can’t even read his handwriting if he did try showing you how to do a problem

“okay, y/n, it’s simple, just look” he says in his kareninnit voice and everything

you’d be like “is the variable a G or a 9??”

“fuck you that’s a 4!!!”

tubbo

i don’t know if tubbo ever talked about school before but something about him makes me think he’s actually pretty good at math

like he can explain a few things when it comes to math / algebra

CODING GO BRRRR

no geometry or calculus though, anything past algebra will go bad

if tubbo is doing homework with you, he will definitely tune you out

“hey tubbo can you help me on this question?”

you don’t get a response until like 20 minutes later

“oh yeah, what was it y/n?”

like now you answer? i just got the answer myself after so long, forget you smh

“oh nothing tubbo, nevermind!”

but you’re still grumbling in your head because if he answered just a bit earlier you wouldn’t have gone through the work of finding the answer online

i can also imagine if you’re taking chemistry tubbo is like ;

“oh you’re taking chemistry? let’s make some bombs!” /lh

tubbo would definitely pull an all-nighter with you to finish your projects together

if you had a group project, he would make you do the writing part while he does the drawing part

“we definitely aced this project”

“of course we did, if i made you draw we would’ve ended up with stick figure diagrams”

“TUBBO. THE FUCK?”

ranboo

okay i know ranboo said he isn’t a theatre or band kid (unless im wrong and forgetful) but i feel like he’d be somewhat educated in the topics nonetheless

half the time he’s great moral support, helping you stay motivated !

the other half is him making fun of you

“i cant believe you’re failing, that is so sad, can’t be me”

“it’s literally an honors class, ranboo! it’s supposed to be hard!!”

“taking an honors class willingly? also cant be me AHAHA”

i honestly can’t see ranboo going to school like i know he’s a minor and said he had zoom calls before and plays volleyball but like did i miss something? has he dropped out yet? like something about ranboo does not scream “student” /lh

besides that, i’m not sure what subject he would actually be good in,,, but something about nutrition/health sciences,, he knows a few things

don’t get me wrong, i don’t think he actually likes the subject but somehow remembers what he learned from the class

also gives me the type of energy of the type of person to take a first aid class to be a certified person to do cpr on someone just to kill time during his lunch breaks for a while or something

“i am a certified cpr person”

“my life in ranboo’s hands? oh god please no”

you two would probably joke about the ‘bad’ people in your classes or talk shit about your schools than actually doing anything homework related ngl AHAHAH

“you think your school is down bad? mine went back to campus full time after like 6 months into quarantine because they were running out of money”

“what the hell y/n? your school is a scam, drop out”

“arghhhh i knowww”

“i bet i make more money than your teachers combined AHAHAH”

wilbur soot

he doesn’t seem like the best person to ask for help for homework but can info dump you on very specific historical events + a bit of geography

i kinda see him as the person you can ask to proof read an essay for you and would help it improve immensely

who needs a thesaurus when you have vocabulary boy wilbur?

i dunno if it’s an american thing only or at all, but if/when you get to studying hamilton in your english class, he will get so fucking excited

“no wilbur it isn’t fun! imagine listening to lin-manuel miranda rap ‘alexander hamilton’ at the white house from like 2009 on repeat for over an hour whilst trying to write an analysis about it!! it was so distracting”

“well clearly someone has a personal problem with mr lin-manuel. if i were you, i’d be singing the whole thing”

is this last bit personal and complete spite from my freshman year english class? yes. i do not care? no. /hj

unrelated but i actually scribbled nice guy ballad lyrics and other songs on my english scratch papers in freshman year but anyway

probably isn’t the best person to be in a call to do homework with but wilbur doesn’t mind you ringing him occasionally sometimes

i dunno i can just see him easily get bored of the silence or something but also doesn’t want to bother you too much

but he is genuinely proud of you whenever you tell him you aced a big test you were studying for :D

philza

this man’s bad advice is as bad as him trying to help you on any subject

he’s an old man so /hj

but like honestly, he hasn’t been at school for so long, phil can probably only help with the most basic things when it comes to school

if you have a wack teacher that makes you collect data through surveying people, phil would be one of the best people to ask! straightforward and won’t take too much of your time compared to other people ahem,,

statistics things ! sobs

if you ever complain a lot about your classes and contemplating dropping out and stuff, he will def scold you hard

“ugh phillllllllll can i just like,, never go to school again?”

“do not drop out”

“argh fine, i won’t just ‘cause philza minecraft said so”

honestly if you get a high score in a big test like your sats/gcse’s (whatever you’re taking from wherever you are) he’d probably order you a small meal or something to celebrate :D

like how phil bought ranboo bought him food to his house, it would start as a joke but when you get your test scores back he’s like “YOOO GOOD JOB Y/N”

expect a left meat pizza coming to your house .

technoblade

like wilbur, techno is also helpful when it comes to history!

def knows a decent bit of literature too

besides that i don’t really see him being that helpful

even if he was supposed to be an english major

he will just get mad at the school system for teaching you useless things

“being in school is good but why do you need to know how to know if something is a triangle or not? i can obviously see with my eyes that it’s a triangle”

“i dunno! ask the person that made up geometry”

“just look at a kaleidoscope and be over with it, it isn’t that hard”

“that isn’t how it works—”

“bruhhh”

if you’re looking for the person to call while doing homework, he is not the person /lh

it’s either like 0 or 100 with techno

he can just completely not say anything and ignore you or go on a full rant about whatever class or homework you have

if you have an essay you need written, it will take a lot of bribing but he might take the opportunity if you are rich

“techno i’ll paypal you $10 please help me”

“no. i can make 10 times that amount in 5 minutes if i just started streaming right now”

“techno i don’t have that kind of money! pleaseee”

“no. instead of complaining, you can use that time to actually start you work”

“you’re the worst”

then you speedrun the essay and get an A just to spite him