#dream smp headcanons

[calmthefuckdownalright]

Can I request different Wilbur variety’s with a reader who is very peaceful and dislikes violence?

Ooooh...pascifist reader. Ultimate innocence against our unhinged lover boy? Don't. Mind. If. I. Do.

Warnings: Does not follow the Dream SMP Season 1 Timeline very well

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L'manbur

Now Wilbur in the beginning wishes he could've done this without violence.

And then y'know...things escalated and that changed drastically.

You had been an adoring face for ages to the General and imagine his surprise when the one he loved nearly vomited at the sight of a gash along his cheek

"Darling?! Darling are you okay?! Is it the blood? I can go wash it off really quickly!"

No it wasn't the blood you would confess

It was that you couldn't stand the thought of him going out and fighting for his life and passion.

You would explain and things would twist.

Wilbur would turn to more negotiating terms much to Tommy's dismay

An agreement would be reached on shaky terms and bows and swords would be at the ready.

An unsteady treaty with fine lines and disagreeable terms on the L'manberg side but it kept things at ease for a long while. A while enough that Wilbur could figure out a way to finish this cold war quickly.

Needless to say the word ‘war’ is used and war always means violence, which you did not like.

Wilbur was careful in his attacks and being the clever fellow he is was able to manage independence under the guise of many many zombie, creeper, and even skeleton “accidents”

Wilbur would go to any lengths for those and that of which he loves, and if that means hiding a few bombs and traps behind unknowing enemy lines then so be it.

Alivebur (AKA Vil!bur)

He loves you no doubt

And he hates it when you despair and worry and fret and blah blah blah

It makes his gut turn and his head pound

He knows there’s no other way to finish this. No other way to “save” L’manberg

He’s ready to give it all up with whatever it takes

Wilbur wishes you weren’t like this

He wishes you didn’t choke on air when you smelled gunpowder and blood on his clothes

“I know baby, I’m sorry, please forgive me.”

He tells you this so much it might as well be tattooed on his tongue.

Then he finally blows it all up and he does it right to your face.

You don’t grieve for him very long as the reminder of his violence drowned away and built over.

Ghostbur (Follows Vilbur)

Ghostbur doesn’t like violence much either and is constantly agreeing with you

It’s strange and wonderful how different Ghostbur is from the Wilbur you knew

“Let’s look away okay? Here come play with Friend for a bit and I’ll come get you when it’s all over!”

You followed him to Logstedshire (I hope I spelt that right) and endured the days and nights that Dream visited while you and Ghostbur did as well

You helped him forge the compasses and couldn’t help but think:

Maybe Wilbur dying was the best thing that could’ve happened for you.

It isn’t long before you and Ghostbur are in a relationship

One that didn’t fight but talked out their issues

One that communicated and avoided conflict, even if it meant burying it in the past.

“What’s worse, hearing BadBoyHalo say fuck or blowing up an entire nation?”

Now when THIS happens? 

“I did what?”

It isn’t long before Quackity is on your shit list. A dislike of violence isn’t a dislike of hate

It takes about a week to get Ghostbur out of that stupor and even then he’s fingering blue and apologizing for the littlest things.

Philza steps in and tries to help. 

Really in turn of Ghostbur dealing with a reader who dislikes violence it’s more of Reader helping Ghostbur with his violent past

Simpbur/Yanderebur

Alright, you don’t like violence?

He invites you to play racing games and simulations

Animal Crossing on nights you don’t want to go out and flowers and take-out in the park when you do.

Simpbur knows the world is pretty violent and the fact you dislike it makes his bones tingle every time a stranger cat calls or wolf whistles at you down the street

He’s very discreet with his dealings and tends to sneak away vigilante style when he has a target pinned.

“I’ve just got to run to the bathroom love okay? I’ll be back in a bit.”

Comes back with torn knuckles and a cut across his cheek.

“I fell a bit and got a little angry. Please don’t be sad, I’m okay.”

Of course in situations like this sometimes violence is unavoidable.

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...well then

How’s everyone doing? Happy New Year’s and I’m gonna go collapse with my cat before I do it here.

[maeizy]

C!ranboo little sister x reader!

I HATE MYSELF RN, I LOST THE DANG REQEST THERE WAS TWO AND I REMEMBERED THE FIRST ONE- sjdjdnsidndoanfiehidn anyways the request was by @fantasyfiction-net ! and no I dont have a discord server yet! Ill try and make one though, ty for the advice! And yes I'd love to be freinds!!:D annnyways- ONWARD!!

INFO FOR REQESTS MY FANDOMS, AS WELL AS BLOG

GENRE: PURE FLUFF!<3

SYPNOSIS:x-reader where very young sibling,age 4-5. of C!ranboos, gets close with the sbi, Tubbo, philza, tommy ecr. To where he thinks they like the sbi more than him but they dont.

PRONOUNS: gn

TRIGGERS: getting hurt; (by water[since readers also half enderman]), no others!

Notes <3- totally didnt forget about this- I kinda hate it but its whatever I guess. Sorry for being so inactive as of kate, I'm making a lot of more fics, not in this fandom but in others like Lockwood and co ect. Please please please make sure to check out my blog info and my other stuff I have it linked in ever post :D sorry of this is trash but I hope y'all enjoy anyways.

you and ranboo where getting ready to go to philzas house it had just started to snow. you had always been fascinated by the white floating specs that reminded you of your very own purple ones that floated around you from time to time connecting to you to your ender man heritage.

"Y\N!" your older brother Ranboo yelled out as your tiny bare feet thudded out of the shack door breaking free from your bigger brothers arms to excitedly run out to the snow and attempt to flop down on it, but as soon as your bare skin touched the cold frozen flakes of water it burned, the excitement was then sucked away, as a searing pain tore through the pads of your exposed feet.

an enderlike screech of pain burst from your shocked mouth and purple particles was all your vision picked up on as you subconsciously teleported back, with a soft woosh, you popped back into the small space of the entrance of the Shack, that you and ranboo called home.

upright and confused, you where frantically holding your foot with a Audible "ow,ow,ow,ow,ow-" trying to balance on one leg and hopping backwards. already loosing your balance due to your freakishly long limbs for your age. (Thank your enderside) with a hiss you where sent wheeling back. being uncorranated as is, and then adding the fact you where standing how you where at the moment, you knock things down with you as you fall and land on your back with another shriek and a loud thump.

You let out another small, half hurt half annoyed huff, as tears formed at the ends of your green and red eyes. ranboo panicked running over in a semi-shocked state to grab onto you checking the red scorch marks on your left foot as you pushed yourself up on your elbows to let out another soft "ow" as he bent down to pick up your small 5 year old form.

being carefull not to bump into anything as he stumbled to set you on the staircase as he went to go grab some bandages rambling on with a " oh no!- I said to get your enchanted shoes on! Water hurts us-aww no please don't cry- healing poti-TUBBO"

The shorter boys head popped around the thrown open door as cold wind pushing its way in in a blizzard you hadn't noticed brewing till now, too focused on the throb in your foot.

The boys chipper voice was followed by ranboo half falling down the stairs to greet him and help you "Hi ran boo and- RANBOO WHY ARE THEY CRYING?!" ranboo fumbled with The wrappings as he wrapped it around the fresh wound " they went outside! in the snow! without enchanted boots and got hurt when it melted on them!" The little kid rushed over to tubbo hugging him tightly completely oblivious to ranboo who was trying to help; and ran into the shorter hybrids arms tubbo stooped to pick the younger child up as he set them down again on the staircase.

She wasn't full blown crying now, just sniffling as she tried to wipe of runaway tears as tubbo patted her head warmly with a small comforting grin to calm her nerves. she let the goat boy wrap the rest of the bandages around her foot then gave him an exited hug and a small. "thank you tubtub!" And got to her feet ignoring the ache and running to the front door to pick up her shoes, while ran boo wined a little at The younger boo and crossed his long arms in silent protest, giving a little huff of annoyance.

Tubbo chuckled "apparently she just likes me more" he said in a joking tone. But ranboo frowned "pftt-no.she-" tubbo laughed again as ranboos face turned a shade out of embarrassment. "whatever" he grumbled as he walked over to little y\n as she finished yanking the big enchanted boots onto her much smaller feet. she hummed with a happy little smile as he watched her with furrowed eyebrows standing their a little she got up humming a song tommy taught her and unconsciously grabbed his bigger hand bouncing as she pulled him outside "Phil's!phils!phils!" She chanted as her hand slipped from his when they got to the front porch of their small home in the snowy biome. Phil and technos conjoined house in the distance, lit with a warm light as the girl twirled through the snow twords it.

Ranboo teleported to the front step of philzas house with ease and tubbos head peeked out of the door of ranboos house, confused and annoyed, his shouts unheard as he ran across the landscape to join ranboo, and his sibling, who was huffing up the steps. "Cheater" you glared with a tired face. Your brother grinned as tubbo caught up. they didn't bother to knock as tubbo opened the door lazily and thunked his snow boots on the side of the doorframe. piles of snow landing on the hardwood deck from his boot.

The younger boo copied his actions holding onto the door frame for balance. And with a less powerful kick, her boot collided with the door, sending a little amount of Triump into the girl as she soon forgot about it and rushed into the house.

when she spotted philza and Wilbur having a chat in the kitchen she ran straight to them ranboo trailed aimlessly after her finding a spot next to tubbo as he chatted with tommy. Tomny and tubbo where fighting over who got the last peice of cake to which ranboo intervened and took it holding it above their heads while he took little pieces to eat himself while tommy and tubbo complained.

The little girl rushed over to hug phil who managed a "hey mate!" and patted her head and before he could say anymore she found techno who was talking to Wilbur.

"no -you have to kill them, then you can drag them into the-" he spotted the younger girls salt and pepper hair as she was silently staring curiously at him. He switched up his words as she walked up to him with a small cautious and confused face "kill someone?!" You questioned "uh-but of course we would skip the uh first step. and We would -drag them... to a nice place to have a talk-" she laughed hugging the pig-man who akwardly patted her back with a grimance. A glare shot from wilbur burned into technos skull.

You then hugged Wilbur who already had his arms stretched out. and with a warm smile she ran straight into him as she gripped his jumper with all her force. She leaned her small form back to Look up at his muddy eyes. With a mischievous grin then snatched his glasses off his scarred nose putting them on there face quickly, and dodging his long arms they Ignored the shouts of the older man. running off to find philzas arms to hide in. You darted into the living room, stopping shortly to take in there surroundings. the chatter from the boys, the sun streaming through the window, and the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen of whatever Phil was mixing up. it was comforting, but the loud footsteps behind them where not.

You couldn't make it to philza in time so you went to the person you would normally go for comfort, ranboo. Your brothers long limbs where crisscrossed on the floor and he silently nodded along as tubbo and tommy conversed. His green and red eyes found yours and his mouth turned into a grin and you sprinted twords him. Tommy spotted you coming there way and intervened "HEY y\n!" His bandaged arms opened wide, with a boyish toothy grin. Before you could decide who to go to, Wilbur rounded the corner. a glare set on his face as he squinted at her. "AHAHHHH" you ran straight into tommy.

the betrayal on ranboos face was prominent, his arms dropped slowly to his sides as his smile faded. though he didn't show it his heart panged a little As Tommy's arms locked in around you. He was supposed to be the one you ran too. He was your brother!

Wilbur barreled into the living room trying to take you from him. Tommy attempted to throw you on the couch and quickly cover you up with a pillow but it didn't work. The fight was over, Wilbur grabbed his glasses back off your defeaded half dead looking form and grabbed the pillow and proceeded to beat tommy with it.

You lifted yourself up, your hair now disheveled from the two brothers. You looked over to ranboo, your own brother, who looked a bit downtrodden. A wary smile was shot tword you, you huffed, feeling a bit tired you walked over to him, laying your head on his shoulder and gripping his arm "you ok big man?" He said as he patted your head lovingly "yes-can we go home now?" you yawned "we can- but I thought you wanted to hang out with techno, and tommy and-" " ranboo! I wanna spend time with you!" you smiled up at him, your eyes squinted. ranboo, forgetting you where a very unfiltered five year old died at your next words "Tommy's a little loud anyways-" he Busted open with laughter as wilbur did too, pausing over Tommy's defeated form on the spot on the floor where he had been being hit multiple times with the soft round throw pillow clutched in wills grip, tommy yelled in protest "HEY! I PROTECT YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME??" You look at him blankly " ummmmm- yes." Ranboo shoots grin his way, and scoops you up and grabs your shoes. As you slowly drifted off to sleep, you could hear techno voice echo " the kid was right, you are really obnoxious tommy" and another yelp from the blonde boy as a pillow thrown from techno this time, hit him square in the face. another loud scream was heard this time from tubbo "GET WRECKED" and a bust of laughter was heard.

This was your family.

And as you grew up, it always stayed that way, no matter what you went through, this, what some would call a ragtag group. was stuck with you, as family and you were ok with that, as long as your big brother stuck by your side, you felt impossible.

[aquamarine021109]

My dsmp headcanons 😊

Tommy: biromantic demisexual and demi-boy (AMAB) (he/they)

Tubbo: gay and trans guy (AFAB) (he/him)

Ranboo: gay and non-binary (AMAB) (he/they)

Wilbur: pansexual and bigender (AIAB) (he/she)

Dream: bisexual (AMAB) (he/him)

George: gay and non-binary (AFAB) (he/she/they)

Sapnap: bisexual and ambiamorous (AMAB) (he/him)

Karl: homoromantic greysexual and ambiamorous trans guy (AFAB)(he/him)

Quackity: bisexual and ambiamorous (AMAB) (he/him)

BBH: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Skeppy: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Antfrost: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Sam: bisexual & prefers men (AMAB) (he/him)

Ponk: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Techno: aromantic asexual (AMAB) (he/him)

Dadza: straight ally (AMAB) (he/him)

Jack: bisexual trans guy and a cyborg (he was created by niki as a 'female' robot but transition to male) (he/him)

Niki: bisexual (AFAB) (she/her)

Foolish: bisexual (AMAB) (he/him)

Purpled: unlabeled and agender, also an alien (AMAB) (he/him)

Callahan: Unlabeled and knows sign language (A?AB) (any pronouns)

Fundy: gay and trans guy (AFAB) (he/him)

Puffy: lesbian (AFAB) (she/her)

Eret: bisexual and genderfluid/genderqueer (AMAB) (any pronouns except it/its)

Aimsey: lesbian (any pronouns)

Eryn: gay and unlabeled, also part demon (AMAB) (doesn't care what pronouns you use for them)

Schlatt: gay (AMAB) (he/him) (I also headcanon him to be c!tubbo's dad)

Tina: unlabeled (AFAB) (she/her)

Boomer: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Punz: homoflexible and non-binary (he/they)

Alyssa: pan or bi (she/her)

Drista: I have no idea if irl her is fine with headcanons, so im not going to put anything.

Mexican dream: straight ally (AMAB) (he/him)

Girl dream: bisexual and trans woman (AMAB) (she/her)

Conner: I've heard he doesn't like cosplays of him, so he probably doesn't like people headcanoning his character.

Hbomb: gay (AMAB) (he/him)

Hannah: bi or pan (AFAB) (she/her)

Charlie: Unlabeled (A?AB) (he/him) (he's a slime so I dont know what his AGAB would be.)

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Extra headcanons to give the characters more depth.

SBI is canon: wilbur came out as pansexual to tommy and techno in the pogtopia arc, wilbur came out to phil via letters during the pogtopia arc. wilbur came out as bigender after he was revived (to everyone on the smp because he wanted people to use the correct pronouns for her.) tommy came out originally to phil, wilbur, and techno as bisexual before the dsmp but later figured out he was a biromantic demisexual when he first joined dsmp (and of course told phil, techno, wilbur, and tubbo). techno casually came out as aroace to phil, tommy, and wilbur, when they were all sat around at the diner table before they joined dsmp. Also of course everyone was accepting. Wilbur and tommy have wings, but tommy lost his during exile because dream cut them off so he couldn't run away (im sorry for the angst but oh well) and wilbur never lost his. (And the reason you cant see wilbur's wings in my fanart of him of a long time ago is because one: im lazy and its hard to draw wings, and two: he can retract his wings in his back)

Jack is a robot/cyborg: I personally like the idea of jack being a cyborg/robot, probably because im a fnaf fan, I also like to think that niki made him and thats why they were so close (before the smp he came out as trans to niki and she supported him of course) I also like the idea that he looked really human but because of his canon deaths his skin was damaged so you could see the robotic side of him, Also if you cant remember his first canon death was by wilbur, he was burned to death by him and I like to think the fire damaged the skin on his arm and thats how everyone found out he was a cyborg, his second canon death was by tommy on accident, tommy pushed jack in the lava in the nether and from that, thats why you can see his right side all robotic like because the lava burned his skin off. He also came out as bisexual to niki before the smp. (Also can people stop sleeping on jacks character because he is literally one of the coolest characters.) Also his third canon death was by techno, he and techno were having a dual during doomsday, and because of that he lost his right eye and had to tell niki to make another one, of which looked really robotic because she didn't have the resources to make a human looking eye. Jack also went to hell and had to complete different challenges to be revived which is canon btw. (And sense he didn't get revived by the revive book, I dont think he would have a white streak in his hair, and i know that jack doesn't have hair but you can still dye it, take irl billzo for example)

Tubbo's related to schlatt: I like to think that schlatt is c!tubbo's biological dad because both of them are ram/goats, and that schlatt thought he was straight, (thats why tubbo is schlatt's son even tho I headcanon schlatt to be gay) schlatt was also homophobic and transphobic and thats why tubbo when he was 15 he ran away from home (because he told schlatt he was gay and trans but schlatt didn't except him, tho later on schlatt was more accepting of him and actually used the right pronouns and stuff) later on phil found tubbo in a box and basically adopted him, also something cute I'd like to add to the clingyduo headcanon is that tubbo before he met tommy wore a green handkerchief while tommy wore a red handkerchief but when they met and became friends they switched their handkerchiefs so even when their far away from each other they would still remember each other😊.

Lazer, vikk, corpse, pokimane, lilnas x, ninja, ksi and Michaelmcchill will be excluded from this because they logged on there like once. And for anyone wondering AMAB means a person that was born male; AFAB means a person that was born female; AIAB means a person that was born intersex. I chose a question mark for c!Callahan's AGAB because we basically know nothing about their character and their irl self.

Also as a reminder these are CHARACTER headcanons and NOT content creator, do NOT speculate actual people's sexualities and gender identities!!!

(Also its kinda sad to know that most of these people I dont even watch anymore, really the only ones I watch now are wilbur, dadza, techno, tommy, charlie, jack, and on rare occasions i watch the dream team, eret, tubbo, and quackity but even then I rarely watch tommy now, maybe its because im getting older? I honestly dont know why :( )

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

c!tommy grows up around 90% trans people and being transmasc himself assumes that everyone starts out with the wrong gender and has to change when they’re old enough to realise it. he doesn’t realise being trans is a thing he just thinks that’s normal. he learns c!wilbur was born a boy and thinks he’s so childish for not having become a woman yet.

[chocolatte-and-despair]

Hey sense you won't do Techno right now (I totally respect and understand why) can you do Wilbur/Revivbur, please. This is my idea. So you and Quackity started working together not long ago you help him win the games. Essentially you rig everything. you deal the cards in his favor roll the dice the right way and make sure no one knows. Until Mr.Soot finds out. - ♎️

Wilbur Soot

You and Quackity were thick as thieves. If Quackity hated someone, you hated them too. And unluckily for Wilbur, Quackity didn't like Wilbur all that much.

That was one of your charms, to be honest. He always loved the chase, and you made sure to always run from him.

The moment Wilbur found out about your secret, it felt like he finally had you in his palm. Even if it was unwillingly.

If you wanted Quackity's business not to fail, then you had to follow every little whim that Wilbur had, without failure, otherwise a threat would leave his lips.

Sure, he hadn't kidnapped you, but you had no more freedom, now that he held a secret you weren't willing to let anyone else know.

[conarcoin]

headcanon time!

c!karl and c!connor both live with an unnamed chronic illness colloquially referred to as "time sickness" that presents differently in each individual who has it

in c!karl, it presents itself as rapid onset amnesia that comes and goes

in c!connor, it presents itself as chronic fatigue with some vague timeblindness such as not knowing his exact age or what day of the week it is

[nobunnii]

TW BLOOD

You know that hc that c!tommy loses his middle finger in exile for flipping Dream off?… yeah..

[stellocchia]

despite everything,i still occasionally suffer from dsmp brainrot,specifcially c!discduo and c!crimeboys. there's like this idea of a scene rolling around in my head from c!dream's perspective in VERY early lmanburg,where dream and c!wilbur are talking and they suddenly hear a shout and they run over to see tommy got a lil cut, and all dream can think about is how if *HE* were in charge of tommy,this--tommy getting a VERY minor injury--would NEVER happen,he would NEVER let this happen.

I very often suffer from dsmp brainrot still. Mostly those two pairs as well, but also occasionally cClingy and cBench Trio.

Anyway, that scene sounds so funny. Also, something cDream would 100% do.

But, like, not even just with minor injuries. He'd do it with everything,

Tommy complains he's a bit hungry on his way to getting a hotdog? Well, you can be sure that that would NEVER happen under Dream. He'd NEVER let his subject starve. (Exile will prove the opposite, but sure thing boo).

Tommy looks slightly sad because it's just a meh day for him? Well, you can be sure that would NEVER happen with Dream in control. Motherfucker would straight-up control emotions in his mind. (which, tbf, he did try to do, but that's irrelevant).

Literally, he's so convinced he's the solution to any minor problem, it's unreal.

[daily-ish-syndicate-headcanons]

Headcanon

Techno knows a lot of handicraft type skills. I mean, what else was he supposed to do in his free time? He’s immortal. He knows how to sew, embroider, knit, whittle (he’s particularly good at that one- he likes to make little carvings for people he cares about. Phil has an excessive stack of them.), all kinds of little skills he’s picked up over the years. he’s simultaneously quite proud and quite embarrassed of it.

[normalaboutcemeraldduo]

opinions on c!puffy

Anon thank you so much

C!puffy is such an overlooked character, in my opinion more than characters even like c!niki because she is consistently made out to be motherly and that’s it

She is one of the strongest people on the server and most likely has more power than anyone knows

Also the line “you mistake my kindness for weakness” FUCK /POS

Because it’s TRUE. MOST PEOPLE BOTH FANDOM AND IN CANON ASSUMES THAT SHE ISNT GOING TO DO MUCH ACTUAL HARM

For headcanons though:

I do honestly really like the one about her and schlatt being siblings

C!puffy transgender (real)

She was a pirate for a long time before she ended up at the smp and she was extremely respected and feared

This is more of one that’s about c!dream and c!foolish, but they both find a specific comfort in sea shanties because they spent a lot of their childhood with puffy being pirates

Puffy and techno have been friends longer than anyone knows and they both have extreme respect for one another

Puffy has a peg leg, she lost one whilst out on the seas and no one knows the real story of what happened because she tells a different one any time someone asks

She was the only one who truly grieved schlatts death

She has really curly hair and it’s naturally half dark brown and half white, but she does dye part of it rainbow

Puffy, Niki, and Technoblade have a book club together. They read a different book each week and they take turns picking. Puffys favorite books are fantasy novels

She likes to go outside in the early morning and listen to the birds

At some point she started seeing Tommy as a son

She has a collection of buttons that she keeps in her room and every so often she’ll give them to people as gifts

Ok and that’s all I’ve got for now, tysm for the ask :DD

[god-of-balance]

Tommy x Reader(Platonic/Romantic) Incorrect Quote

Tommy: *Accidentally hits y/n in the face* Tommy*Trying to decide between saying 'I’m fucking sorry' and 'Are you okay'* Tommy: ARE YOU FUCKING SORRY?! Y/n: Tommy: Y/n: What the hell's wrong with you?! Edit: It took me weeks, even a few months to figure out I spelt 'incorect' wrong in the title.

[x-i-l-verify]

「Dream SMP Daemon AU 」

    ⚔ TECHNOBLADE + ALEKSAIX (BROADSWORD) ⚔

Piglins, as denizens of the Nether, do not have daemons as Overworlders do. Rather, their souls take the form of weapons, called morai-kelul ("forged-self"). Morai-kelul come in all shapes and sizes, from swords, knives, spears, bows, maces, hammers, sickles, clubs, chains, brass knuckles, and many, many more. When a piglin child reaches the equivalent of one year of age, their main adult caretakers, blood-related or not, will bring them into the village forge, and begin construction on the child's morai-kelul in a very sacred series of rituals that take months to complete. The construction always involves at least some amount of gold, a spiritual, coveted metal to piglins. Once the weapon is forged, it is named for an aspirational virtue or concept that their caretakers wish to impart to them, such as "bravery," "insight," "candor," etc.

As the piglin grows and changes over time, however, the first morai-kelul forged by their caretaker(s) will eventually break. This happens to everyone at some point in their lives, and is a very painful event mentally and emotionally. When this happens, the piglin must construct a new morai-kelul with the pieces of the old one, which always takes a form different from the first. A spear might become a dagger, an axe might become a crossbow, a sword might become a shield, etc. Outside of this event, morai-kelul are indestructible by most normal means unless their piglin dies, in which case they become a normal, inanimate object.

Unlike Overworlders and their daemons, there is no limit to how far a piglin can travel away from their morai-kelul, and they can summon them from over great distances. The only exceptions to this are traveling from the Nether to the Overworld, the Overworld to the End or the Nether, or traveling between servers; if a piglin tries to go between servers or dimensions without their morai-kelul, they will instantly become like a zombie, with a living body but no conscious mind.

Piglins have no issue with touching each other's morai-kelul. In fact, it is common for piglins, especially the children, to go up to someone with a really cool-looking one and ask to hold it so they can examine it more closely. However, the morai-kelul must be handed to them in order for them to hold it. For example, if Philza tried to pick up Aleksaix off the table or off the ground, he would not be able to; Technoblade would need to hand it to him in order for him to carry it properly. Mates swap morai-kelul during their wedding ceremonies, and fighting with someone else's morai-kelul is considered the highest show of intimacy and trust a piglin can display.

Morai-kelul do not speak with an audible voice like facets such as daemons do. Rather, they communicate in projected feelings and images. Normally, only its piglin half can communicate directly with it, but if it is being held by someone else, it can communicate with that person as well. They also are always referred to as "it" rather than with gendered pronouns.

Technoblade is wary, blunt and insincere. Aleksaix embodies his idealistic, sensitive, trusting side.

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NAME MEANING "Aleksaix" means "responsibility" in the piglin tongue. It is rather uncommon for piglins to freely tell others the name of their morai-kelul without knowing them well first, so Technoblade has taken to saying the name of his is Orphan Obliterator as in inside joke. Very few people are familiar enough with piglin culture to call him on this.

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SOURCES I took this concept and many ideas surrounding it from this person's concept for Asgardian daemons, so credit where credit is due.

[calmthefuckdownalright]

Can I ask for headcannons for different versions of Wilbur x child reader where the reader notices wilbur is feeling sad and reader brings some of their favorite things to Wilbur. Like some of their favorite toys, their special blanket, and their favorite snacks. Reader brings them to Wilbur because, "These make me feel happy maybe it'll make you happy too!"

I cried. I'm crying. 😭😭😭

Warnings: Very Sad, death, general depressive themes, intense sibling fighting

ATTENTION ALL YOU WEIRDOS: THE BURSONAS WILL BE REFERRED TO AS THE READERS FATHER/ADOPTER IN THESE AND THAT IS ALL. BACK OFF FOUL DEMONS WITH YOUR PEDOPHILIA!!

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Simpbur/Dadbur

For a little backstory, your mother hadn't exactly been around. She died in other words and poor Wilbur never really learned to cope with that loss

He's a great dad to you and really tries his best. He can't afford you proper schooling so at the age of four you began your homeschool experience

Wilbur does anything for you. He watches movies and tucks you in. He kisses you goodnight and goodmorning. He watches video upon video of how to do this or that or make this or that just to see his little Star smiling

So, when your mother's anniversary comes along you hear Wilbur crying. He's trying to muffle it as it is indeed four in the morning, but everyone knows sometimes you just can't help it. You know how hard your father works, you know he's sad.

So what does Wilbur do for you when you're sad? He gives you your blanket or your favorite stuffed toy that's been washed too many times. He makes you a snack and hugs to close with apologies and answers to the universe.

"Daddy?"

"What is it my little Star? Why are you awake?"

"I heard you crying."

"Oh, I'm sorry little one. C'mon let's go back to bed."

"You're crying about Mama aren't you?"

Wilbur is gobsmacked you know what it was. He hardly notices the assorted things you carry.

"Yes, yes I'm crying about Mama. I miss her Little Star."

"I miss Mama too, so here. You always give me these things when I'm sad so maybe they'll help you too."

He cries harder at the thought and hugs you. You ask him why he's still crying and he responds.

"These are happy tears Little Star. You make me so happy."

C!L'manbur

Everyone gets stressed and everyone says and does things they don't mean.

You and Fundy never truly got along. He was older by a fair sum and you hardly a toddler during the times of the founding of L'manberg. Your Father, Wilbur Soot, was so passionate about the cause he was fighting for you were often left in the care of Tubbo.

One day you were finally able to spend time with your Dad and Fundy was there as well. You never understood why the fox man didn't like you. You never understood the cruelty he shot at you

You just knew every time he got away with it, Wilbur was there to patch the scraped knee and wipe the tears. The only toy you ever received was a little bear dressed in a L'manberg uniform with black buttons for eyes. Wilbur gave that too you

And you gave it to Wilbur the time that Fundy didn't get away with the harsh words.

"Why would you say that to them?! They're your sister/brother/sibling!"

"They're a child! They don't belong here! They're derailing our entire agenda!"

"Would you rather me send them with Tubbo to do his spy work?! Or perhaps Eret would like a bargaining chip!"

"That's not what I meant Wilbur!"

"Then stop being a prick to them! You're right, they're a child and I would rather them not be here to see this war but its the safest place for them right now!"

"What about the rest of us?! The rest of us who wish they weren't here at all to begin with!"

There's a crack of something and the voices stop. You heard heavy footsteps and a sniff. You heard a small pleading voice asking, apologizing.

Then the door slams and there are muffled tears. You gather Sir Poggers (the bear named by Tommy of course) and push open the door.

Wilbur doesn't seem to notice you and is indeed the one crying. His glasses swing from his fingers while his other hand presses against his eyes. He heaves and sobs and you nearly cry just watching.

You set the bear on Wilbur's knee and watch as he flinches and sniffs. He looks at you with bleary eyes and a runny nose.

"You gave me Sir Poggers when I fell and cried. I heard a noise so I think you fell, which is why you're crying."

Wilbur takes the bear and examines the button eyes loose from months of wear and tear.

"Yeah I did didn't I little Star. Thank you."

Wilbur hugs you and tells you a story about a salmon and a killer whale who met and fell in love.

Pogbur/Vilbur

(this HC follows the previous)

Wilbur never had a lot of time for you anymore which was fine. You were finally of age to be participating in the war effort just in time for your fathers nation to slip away.

Fundy tolerated you now but the two of you still didn't talk much. If at all.

You spent a lot of time with your Uncle Tonmy and Tubbo and Technoblade. You farmed and fought and quarreled. But you wanted your father

Wilbur still had Sir Poggers. You saw it on his makeshift desk when you got to visit him. It sat by a picture of a salmon you only assumed was Fundy's mother Sally. You had never asked who your mother was. She was never really in the picture.

"Hey Dad? Everything alright?"

"Y/N? What're you doing?"

No 'Little Star' or 'Starshine' in Pogtopia. Wilbur was flat with you. Scared even at times. You knew he was down two lives from the war. Schlatt influencing the second to fall.

"I came to ask a question, but if you're busy"

"No no, come sit. What's your question?"

"Who's my Mum?"

"Why do you want to know?"

This was a question that could go so many ways.

"Maybe I want to go visit her. Get to know the other half of my genetics."

"Live with her you mean?"

"Yeah maybe."

"What's wrong with Pogtopia?"

"It's dark Wilbur, and gloomy and you're not nice anymore."

"Y/N M/N Soot you will not be leaving Pogtopia to live with someone who didn't give a damn about your birth."

"Seems like I'm doing that anyway!"

Its still and quiet and deathly cold. Wilbur stares at you and tears slip from your eyes.

"You don't know how much I care about you Little Star, so you are going to take that back and go to your room right. The fuck. Now."

So you go but you don't take back your words. If there's one thing you got from Wilbur it was pride. Every word that leaves your mouth is purposeful whether to sting or poison completely.

You hear him yelling down the hall at someone, probably Tommy, and you flinch. You think of Sir Poggers and how it was so different when you were young and unscathed from violence. Before Wilbur went mad.

You looked to your sleeping area. The the bookshelf that held hardly any books. One stood out. One called Atlas Shrugged. You loved that book. You read it almost every year since Wilbur taught you to read.

You grab the colored paperback and leave you room. Wilbur is no where to be found so on his desk you leave a note with the book and Sir Poggers sitting close by.

'I'm sorry, I know you're stressed. Enjoy some quality time in the pages to unwind. Love you,

Starshine'

You went to sleep that night content with your good deed.

Ghostbur

(this HC follows the previous)

Ghostbur remembers you vividly. There are some dark spots but the more populated lighter ones are bright and joyful. They're his favorites.

He loves you, his little Starshine though not so little anymore. This makes him sad.

"Ghostbur, why are you crying?"

"You're so big now Starshine. I missed you."

Ghostbur is very emotional in general but when he realizes he hardly even remembers the last moments with you it makes him break down

"You grew up too fast. I-I don't remember seeing you get so tall."

"Ghostbur I'm still here. I'm right here."

You'd hug him and he hold you tight like he did when you were a child though he didn't truly remember that.

"I'm so sorry Starshine, I missed it all."

There wasn't much you could do for Ghostbur. Atlas Shrugged had been blown to hell and Sir Poggers was never found.

"You're here now, Ghostbur. That's all that matters."

You have to really assure him when he's upset, especially about you.

"Say, do you remember when I was real young? And we went crawfish hunting?"

Ghostbur didn't but it sounded like something that was fun and distracting. You lit up at the memory and he would beam.

"Y-yeah a little."

Instead of giving Ghostbur something you did something with him. You stood in the water and him on the sand. You turned over rock after rock and plucked little crawfish from their stones. Ghostbur smiled and no tears hissed against his skin.

Revivebur

(Warning: Mentions of Death)

Alivebur. Ghostbur. Dad.

Titles he didn't deserve anymore.

He was Revivebur. Changed and anew. A Phoenix from the ashes.

You were no longer Little Star. Nor Starshine. You were grown, and like Fundy, you were pissed.

"You think you can just come back into my life?"

Wilbur is hurt by your words. By your sharp tongue and burning gaze. This wasn't the child he raised.

"Please Y/N, give me another chance."

He begs and pleads. He gets on his knees and clasps his hands before you. Wilbur is pitiful as he grovels for your forgiveness.

His Little Starshine. His heavens and earth.

Poor Fundy...

"You leave them alone, Wil. You've skipped out on them same as you did me."

He's grown to pity you. Your brother via father is now on your side. He understands.

"Fundy please, I know I've done you both over but I'm begging you. Death changed me."

Wilbur's words do nothing. He's not the only one who has felt the bite of Death's cold sword.

"It changed us too."

You lost your first life in Wilbur's explosion. Your second as a bargaining chip for a disc. Tommy and Tubbo had taken it upon themselves to finish raising you but children are not exactly fit to raise an even younger child.

So, Fundy took the job and did great influencing his sibling's final years without Wilbur's input.

"Y/N, Starshine, you can't honestly believe I would abandon you."

"You did it to Brother."

"And that was a mistake I'll never stop regretting."

"Why should I trust you Wilbur?"

"I'm your Dad."

"Lot of good that did your head when you blew up the nation and got Grandad to kill ya didn't it? Lot of good that did when you left me and Funds to keep on after you was gone. Lot of good that does when I'm on my last leg without a notion if you're gonna blow me and my friends up again."

There are a lot of things said. A lot of teeth bared and a lot of shots fired.

You'll stand there in silence and tears will fall for what seems like the first time in years. Because it has been years. It's been years since Wilbur has held you or anyone has been there for you in only a Father can be there.

So, Wilbur hugs you. He pulls you close and you both fall to your knees. It's quiet and a streak of white tickles your neck.

You return the embrace and you both sit there.

Revivebur

(But it follows the request 🥲)

Revivebur adopted you from the streets of Las Nevadas the one time he was able to sneak in without Quackity immediately kicking him out.

You were a scruffy little kid and fought him tooth and nail on almost everything but he kept you. Wilbur kept you safe.

Tommy encouraged shenanigans and felt like a kid again, Wilbur could tell.

You learned how to cook burgers with him, and terrorized Ranboo to near quitting the business together.

"Fiesty one you got Wil."

Ranboo regarded you with caution.

"I know right?! They're incredible."

Wilbur did nothing but praise you. You were smart and quick. Your tongue sharper than his own and words became a weapon with your voice. Wilbur taught you how to phrase things.

He taught you to study and tip toe around sentences spoken to you. He taught you how to form your words around another's to get what you wanted.

Maybe not the best Father Child bonding activity, but its what he knew he couldn't screw up.

Wilbur was a good father to you. You loved him, you soon realized, and nothing could change that.

"See that Starshine? It's all about tone and staying cool."

One of Wilbur's arguments with Quackity had escalated and a crude punch or two had been thrown. Your father's eye was already beginning to bruise and although he attempted to hide it, you saw the tears threatening to slip past his mask.

"Why do you let him yell at you? Why don't we just leave Las Nevadas?"

"Because, Little Star, Big Q doesn't mean anything by what he says. He's just a little flustered is all."

Wilbur believes his words so you do as well.

"C'mon, lets so cook up some Fire Res."

Wilbur found potions to be a distraction. You liked to watch the liquids fizzle and boil and change as the properties mixed into the substances.

Wilbur's favorite was Invis. You liked Leaping. It made your chest feel light and with a good enough start and some slime you sneak from Quackity's reserve you feel like you're flying.

Quackity stopped by again.

"Keep your kid out of my supplies Wilbur, or were really going to have some issues."

"It's a few slime blocks Big Q, its not like they're taking diamonds."

"You haven't got a clue. Even dirt is essential to my place. Keep em out or I'll handle it myself."

There's clanking of bottles and a shattering sound. You don't hear the next words leaving your father's mouth.

"You touch Y/N and I'll burn that damn casino and everything and everyone inside it alive."

Wilbur's a man of his word and Quackity leaves.

That night Wilbur doesn't talk to you about the slime blocks but your promise yourself to put them back.

The next days are strange. Slimes, the humanoid ones that patrol the casino, stare at the van as you flip burgers. Some even dare venture through the forest and watch you from behind trees. Wilbur shoots fireworks at the walls each time he sees a green blobby man stop and look and personally hunts down any that get within a thirty block distance of the van.

Wilbur screams at the walls by night and send cigarette butts and fireworks flying at them by day. He curses at the guards and calls for Quackity to get his 'pervy green blobbed freaks' away from his side of the pond.

You hear him as you sleep. You hear him crying and your chest tightens.

"Leave Dad alone."

"Kid, you're the reason we have problems."

"Leave him alone and call off your creepy ass slime people."

"They're not creepy!"

"They're pretty creepy Q."

"Who are you to be making demands? Your what, 7?"

"11 and I've returned all your 'precious' slime blocks so either call off your crew or I'll use em to make my own blocks."

You record this conversation. Negotiation. And take it back to the van where you cook a bottle of Invis and Swiftness which you've just learned to make. You leave the items and recording where Wilbur will find them.

There's no shouting and crying that night. Quackity's slime people leave you alone and Wilbur does nothing but smile and recount the conversation back to you with funny voices and comedic gestures thrown in.

"You did so well Little Star."

Wilbur hugs you and everything's okay again.

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Okay...hm...Revivebur's first one isn't coherent with the request at all. BUT it's a good piece and I didn't want to delete it soooo....I'm really sorry.

Edit: I've just finished writing his second one and it doesn't really fit either but its still good...

I hope you like the others though!

[aquamarine021109]

Pansexual bigender intersex he/she revivebur my beloved.

[revived-duck]

Now this might come as a shocker but I fucking love C!tommy as a character. He's a skrunkly little traumatized and hyper raccoon boy and I relate heavily. So now allow me to give you a list of the different hybrids I see tommy as in different aus.

A demon

Avian [commonly paired with avian Phil and Wilbur]

Moobloom

Rabbit cus it's funny

Raccoon [paired with sometimes possum Wilbur.]

Dog/wolf [commonly paired with wolf hybrid techno/ dadnoblade.]

Piglin [paired only by dadnoblade.]

Cat because he gets the zoomies sometimes.

Fae but like he fucking sucks at everything fae do.

Mooshroom because red.

Aaaaaand that concludes my list folks.

[chocolatte-and-despair]

hello :)) im not sure if you’re still open to south park requests but if you are can you do something kyle from post covid special, and the reader gets sent to his counseling room because the reader was getting bullied? the bully looks preferably like cartman

Kyle Broflovski

The day had started like usual for Kyle. Talking to kids who were caught smoking behind the school, dealing with paperwork, and listening to anyone who came to his office. It was monotone, but he loved it anyways.

An abnormality did happen one day, though, as you walked through the office room, with black eyes and bruised knuckles. Kyle said that you got into a fight with a group of bullies who have been harassing you and your friend for weeks now.

For a second, Kyle could see himself in you. You had a fierce yet scared look in your eyes. If he had to describe you, he could call you a scared wild cat, encountering a human for the first time.

The talk with you was long. It started with getting to the bottom of the situation, to Kyle feeling disgusted by the lack of things being done to help you out in this situation.

Your visits to his place became more and more often, as you would get into more fights, all in self-defense, but nobody believed you. Nobody but Kyle.

In those visits, Kyle felt a connection with you, and he knew that he needed to help you, no matter what.