#mcyt imagines

[ador3him]

Wholesome relationship hcs? i feel like they would be super sweet in relationships but some of their only problems is that they kiss & tell alot and make jokes LOL

pairing: dream team x reader

requested? yass

authors note: sometimes we just need some good old fluff

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DREAM

- has a seat in his office for you, like fully a custom made desk chair with your name and fav colour.

- loves to play with your hair, he's terrible at it but he wants to learn incase you have a daughter.

- have you in his phone as 'lovebug' idk why it just seems like him.

- loves when you paint his nails and does his skincare.

- has a Polaroid wall of the two of you.

SAPNAP

- has a draw just for you in his bedroom. And a designated corner of his closet.

- let's you style his outfits or even gives you his credit card to pick out his clothes.

- keeps a picture of you in his wallet and shows everyone he meets.

- his alt twitter is basically a yn fan account.

'come join me as I play fnaf with yn!!'

- kept a box of all the different things from your relationship. First movie date? Kept the ticket. First flowers he gave you? He kept one and flattened it.

GEORGE

- encourages you to make a twitch to stream with you.

- when he finds out a hobby you like he makes sure to find out everything about it. For example, reading- he finds your favourite book and hunts down the author to sign it for you.

- loves to hold your hand whenever you're together.

- cheek kisses>>>

- let's you do his makeup with a lot of persuasion.

- has a folder in his notes app with your favourite things, clothing sizing and food orders at different places.

[shakirawastaken]

dsmp if....they fell in love with you at first sight

lowkey this sucks im so sorry but number 6 has been written  dream:

- this happened before he face revealed - so he went out to the grocery store or smth with a mask and sunglasses so if anyone recognized him they wouldn't like see what he looked like - pulled a ranboo fr - anyway he entered the cat food aisle looking for the best cat food for patches our beloved - and was so enthralled in the cat food that he didn't hear you walk by with your cart trying to get past the aisle - "excuse me sir can u please move???" "*is looking at cat food*" "sir?" "OH IM SO SORRY" - moves immediately but not before he makes eye contact with you through the glasses - his eyes widen comically, he thinks ur gorgeous - takes advantage of that fact that you cant see his eyes and continue to admire your face as you laugh and wave ur wrist in the air, swatting away the awkward interaction just like that - you walk away and he forces his mind to go back to the cat food - but god ur imprinted in his brain and he knows he cant just let you leave - so he grabs whatever cat food he sees and runs around the store looking for you - sees you leaving and went "NOPE" - in his head - RUNS to you but slows down before he gets to you so u don't fucking murder him - "hey uh" "oh hi!" "i thought you were really cute...and i couldn't just let u leave the store without tryna get ur number" "oh :) thanks! but idk what u look like.." "right" - whips that shit off in the middle of walmart mask off challenge succeed - ur face: :O - "yeah u can have my number" "LETS GO" - speedran that shit basically

sapnap: - met u in highschool me thinks - in the peak of his i play minecraft everyday era - just showed up at school to be there yk - and you were there but never really interacted with him - until one day you had to sit next to him in english class - life OVER for him tbh he made eye contact with you and nodded like an idiot as you introduced yourself - “wow ur pretty im nick” *facepalmed internally*  - youre like aw - u become friends - seating chart friendships and romances >>> - now he actually has a reson to go to school events like hoco and prom and stuff - “sorry dream ive got to to go homecoming” “motherfucker with who?” - you ask him to hoco as friends cause yk he hasnt been out much and he gratefully accepts - awkward dancing in the back - as the year progresses the two of you keep in contact even as you got moved apart in the class you sat next to - you met dream and george that was nice - prom came around and he new brother knew he had to do SOMETHING - so he made a prom posal that was like “will you be MINE(craft) at prom” or something like that  - and u were like “finally” - fast forward some years and ur doing whatever u want and hes doing what hes doing now - he never formally asked you out but its implied youve been dating for years - this one sucked mb

george: - god the british  - hate them/j - youre not british in this story okay  - and if ur british irl,,,im sorry for ur ailment/j - ANYWAY - youre a tourist ur visiting the good old u of k - ur in london obv - and george never leaves his flat there - except to get groceries - so he walks to the nearest grocery store bc he literally cant drive - and bumps into you its the classic omg so sorry i bumped into you romance - except he thought that was awkward and kinda went “sorry” looked down at the ground and sprinted forward - you were like “the british are.....odd”  - george then realized that was worse and turned around to apologize to you - and then fell in love with you - u were taking a picture on ur camera of just like the scenery of london - and we like “omg theyre cute and they appreciate the little things” - gets on discord and texts sapnap “im in love” and then sapnap goes “me too with ur mom” - logs off discord now - walks up to you sheepishly and was like “haha sorry for doing that it was a dare by my friend” and u were like “its ok:)” ad then hes like “yk what isnt a dare” and u were like “hmm what” and he was like “me asking for your number cause ur so cute” - and u were malfunctioning cause u didnt expect cute british man to ask you on a date while u were in the u of k - but u said yes and then he realized ur accent and was like “ar eyou not british” and u were like “no.” and he was like “thats okay! im skilled with long distance relationships ;)”  - unknowingly flirts with you  - you skull emojied and then joined him on his trip to the grocery store IDK this one was bad im sorry 

karl: - YOURE IN A MR BEAST CHALLENGE - oh oh OH the amount of things in my brain running through - anyway u were a subscriber of Mr jimmy beast so he was like "come be in a video" - its one of those last to leave the circle loses - each cast member is paired with a participant and whoever wins gets 50,000 and the cast member gets like 10,000 or smtn - and jimmy had them all pick a name out of a hat to make it simple - and karl didn't pick u - nolan did - but when they walked out to meet the participants and karl made eye contact with you for a split second - god he fell right there - couldn't help but imagine what loving you would be like - knew he wanted to experience that - but he couldn't do that if he wasn't even paired with you - so he BEGS nolan to switch - "dude please cmon" "what do i get out of it??" "if i win ill give you the money" "oh shit ok" - now he's paired with you HE MASTERMINDED THAT SHIT LIKE TAYLOR SWIFT - anyway you were like "shit he's cute ill win now" - ur dynamic is amazing jimmy loves it for the video - the whole time u both are playfully flirting and just being yourselves around each other its amazing - he tries to cheat to help you LOL but gets caught with a sheepish smile on his face - that's when u fall i swtg - anyway - the filming for the video goes for like 2 and a half days so you spend a lotttt of time with karl dearest - you lose in the end tho bc in ur sleep u accidentally kicked ur foot outside the circle - you're a bit defeated - after thanking u all jimmy sends you off - and u smile and thank him and karl and head off - but then you hear a "PIT PAT PIT PAT" of feet slapping concrete behind you - "wait can i have ur number? :)" "i thought you wouldn't ask :)" and u give him ur number number for number - jimmy mischievously smiles in the background before returning to his beast lair

quackity: - LAW SCHOOL LAW SCHOOL LAW SCHOOL YOU MET THERE STOP STOP STOP - stop college romances kill me for real - guys - k I'm good - met at orientation i feel - or not met - he laid eyes on you from across the room and he was like oh shoot this place is better than i thought it would be - LOL - runs across the whole room to snag the seat next to you - "hey I'm alex, whats your name?" "oh I'm y/n!" - bro squealed inside - "i like ur name!" "thanks :) urs is nice too" - u both talked for the rest of the welcome ceremony thing - compared schedules and had...nothing together for the first semester - thATS OK you still exchanged numbers - and you kept talking and hanging out even if u didn't have class - but as friends. - AAAAAAAAAAAAA you fell for him somewhere in the middle but both of you were like - we need to finish law school first in your heads - so u both skated on the line between romance and friends - like the song boyfriend by ariana grande - but when the end of law school was in sight? quackity didn’t waste a single second - BAM got ur number BAM took u on a date BAM yk 

wilbur: - fell in love with you at first sight except you didnt see him he just saw you - here’s the thing right hes the biggest hamilton fan - so when he went to see hamilton with tommy and all them - YOU WERE THERE you were in the cast you played angelica/eliza/peggy literally one of the three female main characters - ANYWAY you were screaming the lyrics to one of the songs and wilbur kinda just went “woah” - didnt see anyone else on the stage but you when you walked out  - tommy was like “did u see the bullet wil” and he wa slike “no” - forced tommy to stage door after the show - prayed to all the theater gods that you came outside  - when you did? game over for him - he stood there stawstruck awstruck jawstruck  - aND the same happened for you!!! bc u knew who he was ofc - u had a lovejoy poster in ur dressing room duh - so by the time you came round to him and tommy you were like “heheheh” and giggling “hi omg im a big fan of your music and stuff :)” and he was like “mIne?”  - his voice cracked - you giggled and you both took pictures with each other on your phones - then u invited him backstage  - and he wa slike LHJSKHFSDFKGHJERT - LEFT TOMMY AT STAGE DOOR - you showed him around including on stage - and this went on for a while hed just show up a stage door and youd let him in - one day you were both on the stage and he started humming helpless and you both started dancing - and then he was like “i rlly am helpless for you, id like to try and make this something more if ur up for it” - and you were like WOOOOOO yk 

[continuilily]

intro (✿◡‿◡)

hi , uh … *taps mic* is this thing on?

i'm known as lily but you can also refer to me as lilz and i've been an on and off fan of techno (+add a bit of dsmp)

finally decided to get tumblr. still fairly new so hang on with me, but i have been (more or less) taught how to use this app ,,,

my only ao3 profile: https://archiveofourown.org/users/continuilily

you can probably tell but i mostly or only write about Techno. been writing for years and this is somehow the only time i want to publish my works online.

i'll post mostly short one shots here and i'll think of posting longer fics here

feel free to send me reqs/prompts you'd like me to write about!

personal works tag for now: lilypad works

that's about it really. please look forward to my future works! <3

[choconotfound]

AU in which Dream and Quackity become fathers together. They move into a home together to finally become the family they always wanted to be. But then Dream murders Quackity because he falls for GeorgeNotFound. Quackity’s dear friend Janet Jackson visits his grave the same day GeorgeNotFound proposes to marry Dream at the America Music Awards.

original

[bemboob]

facts (?) i have learnt about etho

- lives in the middle of nowhere in snow

- his gaming setup is incredibly cursed

- these revelations about his setup confirm that he does in fact have at least 2 arms. unsure about legs.

- his headphones are cursed in ways i don’t want to think about. but this is Proof he does in fact have a head

- a kid recognised him from his voice

- he hates onions

- used to help with his parent’s plant nursery business before it closed

- helped a girl out of her car after an accident

- has multiple generators

- doesn’t have a phone 😭😭

- probably chops wood and digs ditches?

- he still uses double tap to sprint

- a plastic bag once got stuck under his car and got burnt and stunk his car up for months

- he gets a nosebleed when he drinks carbonated drinks

- he had a cat named snuggles or snuckles who kiLLED A DUCK

- he likes baked potato but it’s actually baked in the MICROWAVE. for 3 hours?????

- a moose once broke his fence

- a moose once bit his sister (?)

- he went camping in the rocky mountains and messed up his ankles

- he likes peanut butter on bananas but he dropped it once but ate it anyway

- he made fireworks in his garage when he was younger and burnt a hole in a table

- he got stopped in an airport for having a BB gun i think it was

- his stopped uploading videos during the olympics. i don’t think this is a coincidence. i believe he is in the national hockey team. i have no proof.

- he is ripped with a 6 pack??

- he didn’t get vaccinated for a while when he was a kid?????

- he can make a popping noise by sticking his pinky finger in his ear

- always wears socks but hates sandals. not sure about the verdict on socks + sandals

- he can rotate his feet over 180 degrees. i think someone said it was 300 degrees but the thought of that makes me uncomfortable

- he likes the colour Green

[loveadri]

quackity in jaidens art style is everything :]

i may have taken WAY too many screenshots of him BUT HES SO CUTE

WATCH THE VIDEO HERE!!

[viriv]

The Knight and The Dragon

[aninklingof]

I know this isn’t normal content for me but—

OmigoshIminlove

Little Things - MCYTs x Reader Blurbs

note: to those who have sent in requests, just know they WILL be posted...eventually. not sure when. still figuring that part out. for now enjoy these blurbs of mcyts based on an old 1d song

pairing(s): cc!dreamwastaken x gn!reader, cc!georgenotfound x gn!reader, cc!sapnap x gn!reader, cc!karl Jacobs x gn!reader, cc!wilbur soot x gn!reader

wc: 1.3k

summary: in which he's in love with you, and all you're little things &lt;3

dream

[you've never loved the sound of your voice on tape]

Another sigh of resignation falls past your lips as Clay refreshes the video featuring highlights from his latest twitch stream (and your current demise). Even more views and comments were added to the ones from seconds before, all giving various opinions or acknowledgments to your voice singing lightly in the background—complemented by a running shower tens of feet away from your boyfriend’s microphone. 

“I wish you would’ve given me a heads-up before you started streaming.” You groan. The hands you were prepared to bury your face into were taken hostage by Dream, who has made it his mission to soothe your qualms.

“What kind of person would I be to interrupt my partner’s shower concert?” 

“You wouldn’t be a person,” you snort, “a saint is more fitting.” The montage of stream highlights resumes playing. When your voice appears in the background behind the sound of your boyfriend’s concentrated clicking of the world map on Geoguessr, you lean forward to pause the video. 

“You may not sound like Beyoncé, but I’ll be damned if you don’t sound like an angel singing Change My Clothes into your shampoo bottle.” A gasp slides past your parted lips.

“How did you know I used the shampoo bottle as a microphone?” 

He bares a sheepish smile. “I may or may not have heard you and went to go see the show for myself.” You deliver a few light slaps to his chest, all of which he endures with a few wheezes. 

“I meant to go tell you I was streaming! But when I saw you getting into the second verse…I didn’t want it to stop. I don’t know.” He shrugs. You turn down to your lap, relishing a new level of embarrassment. Clay notices and takes careful hold of your chin immediately, so your eyes meet again.

“Hey, for what it’s worth…” he lays a gentle kiss upon your forehead, “I would nominate you for a Grammy any day.” 

george

[you can't go to bed without a cup of tea, and maybe that's the

reason that you talk in your sleep]

“Gog..gogy…” you slur against the base of George’s neck. A shiver travels down his spine as his eyes travel from the body slumped over in his lap to the cup of empty tea beside his keyboard. 

“Yes, love?” He inquires in a whisper. At this very moment, the video being edited on his monitor proved much less entertaining than your voice tickling the shell of his ear. 

“Need…tell a secret.” Piecing together these midnight conversations while he was editing proved difficult for George in the beginning. Having a novel worth of these conversations with you over the past year, however, has now made responding a second nature. All the words that slip out from your mouth subconsciously, he never chooses to acknowledge the morning after. The secrets will remain with him and only him.

“What’s that?” You bury your head further into his shoulder and murmur something he can’t decipher much of. Something akin to:

“A crush…you.”

“You have a crush on me?“

“Shh…don’t tell George…like him.” 

The Brit releases a harsh exhale through the nose, basking in the way his cheeks begin cramping through an unstoppable grin. The effect he still has on you–to leave you enamored and bashful all at once–is something he is grateful for. He hopes in another five years' time, six if he’s lucky (and he is) the feelings will still be mutual. And that your sleep-talking still provides him company while slouched over at his desk. 

“Your secret’s safe with me, darling.”

sapnap

[the dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine]

“Nicky quit it!” You demand for the umpteenth time. His hands were relentless in their movements against your hips and stomach.

“Stop calling me Nicky, and I’ll consider it.” He prompts through a husky chuckle. The digits littering feather-like touches to your skin traverse around to your posterior, and specifically target the small craters nestles at the bottom of your back. Immediately, you hiss and attempt to curl away from his playful treatment.

“What?” He pauses, allowing you to catch your breath. “You can poke fun at mine but I can’t give yours any attention?” The question is paired with a swelling grin, which urges the dimple in his right cheek to appear without volition. Though it’s shielded by his stubble, the sight of the indentation causes serotonin to course through you. Wasting no time, you lean forward to grant a kiss to his concave cheek.

“That is how you give proper attention to a dimple. You, sir, are torturing mine by tickling me.” He leans forward, the grin now morphing into a smug pair of curved lips.

“Call me sir in this bed more often,” he emphasizes his words with a small shuffle closer to you, “and maybe I’ll consider being a little nicer to Sap and Nap.” The thumbs participating in the prior tickle ambush now surrendered to layering smooth circles against your skin.

“Sap and Nap? You named my dimples after yourself?” 

“No comment.”

karl

[your hand fits in mine like it's made just for me]

“Again,” giggles Karl, who is already repositioning his hand. You surrender to his sweet smile and mimic his hand’s position.

“One, two, three, four…” he mumbles the tune beneath his breath as your thumbs dance back and forth. To no surprise, his thumb holds yours down seconds after he declares the start of the ‘war’. 

“Okay, I get it. Some of us don’t have the coordination of a professional streamer, you know?” You tug your hand away from his with a small pout. Your poor thumb has been squashed countless times since Karl insisted on a two out of three, then several more games after.

“One more game, c‘mon.” 

“No, Karl.” You shake your head. “Hasn’t my hand endured enough? Why do you want to play this so badly?” His head of curly hair flops as he turns his head down to fiddle with the various rings lining some of his digits, and chips away at the cracking top coat on his pinky.

“Hm?” You beckon.

“I just…like the way your hand feels in mine, is all.” 

“Oh…” you whisper. “And how does it feel?” Gray eyes, filled with apprehension, flicker up to meet yours. 

Through a shrug, he admits, “it just feels right.” Something swelters in the depths of your stomach.

“Alright, here.” You stretch your hand out to him. He perks up immediately.

“Another thumb war?”

“No, weirdo.” You laugh. “Just hold my hand like a normal person.” After an affirmative nod, he locks fingers with you and admires the sight of them embracing with a content quirk on his lips. 

“Feel better?” 

“Much.”

wilbur

[and now i'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

and it all makes sense to me]

“What are you doing?” Your voice comes out disoriented with credit to your interrupted sleep and Wilbur’s calloused thumb and index finger against your profile. The pads of his digits persist in their tender tracing of shapes on the side of your face that is not being shielded by his other arm, currently resting beneath the opposite cheek.

“Just enjoying the view.” The reply is complemented by his cheeky smile and squinted eyes, still harboring a foggy appearance of their own. His wake-up time could not have been much earlier than yours.

“Mhm...loving on my freckles again?” 

“Can you blame me? They’re hypnotizing,” he whispers, returning his attention to the scattered dots along the bridge of your nose. 

“So, I’ve heard. Remember when we ditched that day at TwitchCon to go to the beach? You saw the freckles on my hip and told me…”

“It was the constellation of Virgo, so in a way, you were made for me.” He finishes with a smug quirk on his lips. “How could I forget?”

All you spare is a chuckle and attempt to bury the side of your face vulnerable to his lingering eyes against his bare shoulder. While taking a sharp inhale of the leftover cologne he applied to himself before last night’s dinner, the man beside you elicits a gasp of enthrallment.

“The ones behind your right ear look like the letter W!” He squeals.

[poorlydrawnmcyt]

clown creature thing

[ador3him]

How about Sapnap wearing a cowboy outfit to surprise reader but she walks in on him as he's putting it on...she finds it hot so one thing leads to another and they fuck (and as they're doing it he speaks in his Texan accent- OMG 👀✨) (only if you're comfortable ofc)

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pairing: sapnap x reader

requested? yes!!! idk if you want to be an anon cause of the emoji but if you do lmk!

summary: sapnap wanted to surprise yn with a fantasy of hers but her surprise is ruined by herself.

content warnings: terrible use of southern terms cuz I'm Aussie, spanking, breeding, praising, SMUT!!!

authors note: IN LOVE WITH THIS IDEA

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Sapnap stood in front of his mirror in the room he shared with his long term girlfriend yn. Instead of his usual baseball cap he's wearing a brown cowboy hat tipped down slightly. And instead of his comfy, baggy attire he's wearing a matching brown and white cowboy outfit. The studded boots clicked slightly on the wooden floor as he moved around to look at himself in different angles.

Sapnap went to grab his final touch, a toothpick for his mouth. "Hey Nicky, what are we doing for-" yn stood shocked at the sight before her. "What's this?" She asked moving towards sapnap. Yn always had a fantasy of 'getting freaky' as she liked to say with sapnap in a cowboy outfit and his southern accent. "You like it?" He asked walking towards her. His hips forward slightly creating the well known cowboy walk from the movies. "I love it," She whispers grabbing his cheek and pulling him down to meet his lips with hers. "Good girl," he mumbled into the kiss, his accent getting more noticeable.

Yn reached over to sapnap's hat and grabbed it off his head placing it on her own. "You know what that means, sweetheart?" Sapnap asks softly into yn ear. Yn nodded and started to move them both to their bed pushing him down.

Yn took off her shirt revealing her bra, she also removed her panties under her skirt. "You look so good with my hat on, doll," Sapnap groaned propped up on his elbows. "You look so sexy in your outfit." Yn pressed kisses along his neck as she straddled his lap. She could feel the growing bulge through sapnap's flared pants. "Ride me like a good girl," Sapnap pulled yns hair at the root of her head. Yn moaned out a yes and lifted her hips so sapnap could maneuver out of his pants and boxers.

"Where's the condoms?" Yn moaned as she stroked his tip along her pussy. "I'm gonna breed you, don't need a condom, doll," his accent thickens when he thrusts up into yn. Yn let out a high pitched moan. "fuckin' ride me," sapnap slaps yn ass causing her to pick up the pace. Yn hat tipped down covering her eyes. "Nick," yn gargled out. "Keep ridin'" sapnap snapped grabbing yn throat. "Fuckin' useless," sapnap groaned out and flipped them over.

Yn moaned at the sudden change in friction. Sapnap pounded harshly into yn soaking pussy, his hand tightened around her throat. "Next time you're gonna ride me, do it properly," his hips thrust at every word going deeper into her. His free hand made its way to yn clit rubbing it softly. "Nick, please," yn hips buckled toward his fingers. His fingers sped up slipping on her slick. "Good girl," he whispers spitting down onto her clit. "Cum on my cock, doll," he encouraged. Almost immediately she let out a string of moans and clenched around his cock.

"Nick, please cum in me," she begged as sapnap continued to pound into her throbbing pussy. "Want me to fill ya up?" He taunts. "Please," yn sobbed out. "Put a baby in your pretty lil' tummy?" He said pressing his hand down onto her abdomen increases the pleasure. Sapnap let out one final moan and plunged deeper into yn cunt, thick ropes of cum spilt into her pussy. "Stay still, doll," his accent gets lighter as he comes down from his high.

"I might wear this more often," he says pulling himself out of her pussy. "Yeah, you should, baby," yn yawns grabbing the hat off her head, handing it to Sapnap. Sapnap begins to wipe the slick off her pussy cleaning her up. "Thanks, baby," she smiled readjusting the pillows under her head.

[riacte]

No but seriously imagine it:

You’re watching Decked Out on Hermitcraft. Everyone is having a great time. The hermits seem a little excited. “We have a surprise for you guys,” Tango says. All of a sudden Jimmy comes out with a cowboy hat and he and Tango hug. Skizz, Joel, and Lizzie follow with enthusiastic applause. When “THE DUNGEON IS READY FOR ITS NEXT VICTIM” stops playing, the MCC Sands of Time soundtrack plays distantly and HBomb walks out. Lights flash everywhere, and you see the Empires / Life series / HBomb / hermits hanging out in the Decked Out lobby and comparing decks. Everyone in the crowd is going wild and crying. Then if things couldn’t get any better, Ren and Martyn walk into the lobby and kiss, holding the Dogwarts flag.

[roe-oo]

heyyy I watched the thing

[owllooker]

More Gem doodles!

I couldn’t keep myself from trying to draw different emotions.

The snail bit is quickly becoming one of my favourite things!

[linktoo-doodles]

cquackity getting dressed in the morning

[hatchetislostpog]

Y/N: I don’t even flirt that much.

Tommy: Oh really? *stands up* Raise your hands if you think you’re dating Y/N.

Wilbur: *raises hand*

Quackity: *raises hand*

Schlatt: *raises hand*

Niki: *raises hand*

Charlie: *raises hand*

[sprinklesharkie]

they need to be given nerf guns more often

(martyn doing first person shooter style with scar was so good)