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Random sketch not associated with anything: Naga Simpbur!! I might doodle him more because I adore the idea of him being a naga, the whole ‘suffocating love’ idea taken a bit literally
New Life stuff! We’ve got Sparrow meeting Fwhip for the first time! (Ignore his ugly basic design, I haven’t watched his perspective yet nor came up with a design for him) + the best Scottish boy (design still in the works)
Random giant Wilbur doodle
a BUNCH of naga!wilbur, I have a very soft spot for him and he’s probably my favorite ever (last doodle, lyrics are from Will Wood’s Against the Kitchen Floor)
My phone is lagging real bad so haha the end of the first part! o/
#mcyt g/t#mcyt vore#new life smp g/t#g!simpbur#g!wilbur#t!tommy#g!owenge#g!smajor#t!fwhip#posts by sunny#sunnys art
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𝑪𝑺𝑪𝑶𝑶𝑷 𝑺𝑴𝑷 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺 . starters taken from cscoop's new SMP stream VODs . adjust pronouns as necessary !
there's a sketchy bridge but it's not big enough . i need a bigger sketchy bridge .
it doesn't have to be cohesive , it doesn't have to be good , it just has to be , you know , expression of self , you know . . . it's just you being you . and that's beautiful . and then it's all of us being all of us .
dude you're asking the most nerdy questions i've ever heard in my life right now .
chat , this guy's an asshole . fuck this guy .
[ name ] hates nobody . except for [ name ] .
this guy's a wench , bro .
my business is failing and i had to mortgage my house .
dude this is obviously info we're not privy to .
do you guys wanna buy this house from me ?
bro , FUCK landlords .
this guy caused a monkeypox superspreader event and i'm not allowed to get mad ?
i need someone to come in with a firefighter class hose every twenty four minutes and spray me in the face with it 'til i fuckin' hit the wall .
wait someone lives here , fuck ! i was gonna build my castle here . . .
dude you guys wish you went to costco and had fun with your dad .
h - o - t - t - o - g - o , you can take deez nuts to go !
he's meat riding so hard trying to be number one hater .
yeah , you would wanna build a wall , wouldn't you ?
oh no , please don't send a bunch of pizzas to our house . i would hate that .
you're actually building a wall ?!
this is a one sided feud , i'm just tryna do me .
i'm having some sort of fucking crisis about where i want to build .
leave him alone dude , he's gonna eat an airhead and his head's gonna get big and red .
it wasn't a real flavor ; it was just a mix of chemicals .
if you're gonna kill me do it in a cool way , at least .
bro i wish i was james with the giant peach .
dude this isn't politically motivated ! it's religiously motivated !
rocks aren't dumb ; they built our society . ain't you ever heard of concrete ?
what am i gonna do , beat him to death with my 24 sticks that i own ?
3 , 2 , 1 , slippery by migos .
WHAT ?! CAN'T A MAN VIBE ?!
[ name ] is not participating in brat summer .
let's kiss together !
#meme.#rp meme#indie rp memes#rp starters#rp sentence starters#indie rp prompts#rp prompts#rp prompt#rp sentence meme#sentence starters#sentence meme#rp ask meme#roleplay memes#mine.
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my turn !!
(nqviiez -> brick-a-doodle-do)
[ my ao3 // taglist request ]
/// i am brick. a very sentient brick. perhaps an ickadodo even. she/her pronouns with no label on my sexuality (prolly greyromantic) !! i also write. a lot. but despite this it is very hard for me to be able to finish a full fic. i have a creative mind and a piss-poor attention span and the two do not mix ,,,,,
g/t and vore (sometimes; sfw) are my bitches. sprinkle it with angst? my cup of tea! if you don't like any of that, you're still welcome here but just be mindful of my interests!
pretty fluid with the people that interact with me, but if you are a nsfw-specific account dni as i am a minor :) also basic criteria such as people supporting racism, homophobia, etc., please dni!
also fyi please tag me in things you want me to see! my tumblr notifications are off and usually i only go blog-surfing every once in a while and rely on my dash so i don't get notified for a lot of stuff until quite a bit later! :)
NOW, into the funner stuff! (lots under cut)
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big aus !!
something's brewing ;; tagged #something's brewing au, #curiosity killed the cat
what is it?: an au where an over-curious tommy stumbles into the house of a giant wilbur, who immediately captures him into a jar. who's in it?: crimeboys centric. that will change. have i written for this?: yes! i, ii, iii, iv, v, vi (vore) + voreshot
wilbur chocolate ;; tagged #wilbur chocolate au
what is it?: an au where tommy, a human, is living in new york for the month on vacation and buys a bag of wilbur chocolates. to his surprise, when he opens it, he finds a tiny wilbur! who's in it?: the au focuses on crimeboys but will eventually introduce emduo! have i written for this?: yes! part 1, part 2, and part 3 any worldbuilding?: masterpost!
tiny workers ;; tagged #tiny workers au
what is it?: an au set in a size-difference themed theme park, where it explores the interactions between the borrower staff members and the surrounding humans who's in it?: the au focuses around sbi and dtqk most often, but the entirety of the dream smp + other ccs and people are featured! have i written for this?: yes! chapter one, x, x any worldbuilding?: yes! so much! the masterpost is here
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random ideas !!
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other fics !! (unmentioned ones)
oneshots !
dream smp
company and repairs i ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros company and repairs ii ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros
ghosts are better than humans ;; t!tommy, g!ghostbur ;; a gift
2022 summer exchange ;; t!george, t!karlnapity, g!dream ;; a gift
spy au: unofficial prologue ;; t!george, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore
i'll run away and hide with you ;; t!tommy, g!phil
never fucking again ;; t!tommy, g!sapnap
oh george~ ;; t!george, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore
meeting boo ;; t!tubbo, g!ranboo
don't fall ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au/fanfiction of fanfiction
the act of making noise (i) ;; t!tommy, t!techno, g!ranboo, g!wilbur
heavy is the head that gets no sleep ;; t!tommy, g!dream ;; ⚠️ vore
2022 secret santa ;; t!sam, g/mg!dream ;; a gift
hush ;; sizeshifter!tommy, g!wilbur, implied g!phil
still the wild winds blow ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore
we will abide ;; t!karlity, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore
feeble disguise ;; t!clingyduo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore
would you be so kind? ;; t!tommy, g!ghostbur
joy ride ;; t!wilbur, g!quackity, g!schlatt
off switch ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au!
april prompt ;; t!tommy, no defined g!
shroud, you...savior? ;; t!wilbur, g!tommy ;; rewritten/updated fic
close the windows, lock the doors ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo
you live life above me ;; t!sapnap, g!dream ;; short prompt series!
blinded by imperfect form ;; t!tommy, g!techno ;; short prompts series!
i'll be unclean, i'll be obscene ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series!
don't talk so much ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series! ;; tiny workers au
days of which you can't make me hate ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; tiny workers au
but the smoke clears when you're around ;; t!techno, g!dream
the feeling comes so quickly ;; t!ranboo, g!techno, (brief) g!wilbur
my fingers pressed until they're sore ;; t!dream, g!sapnap ;; short prompt series!
and though it's no improvement ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore
agony drips from me ;; t!micheal, t!tubbo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore
digestion ;; t!george, g!dream ;; short prompt series
every day's a test ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; short prompt series/april prompts
you're stuck in the web ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; ⚠️ vore
watcher
mere monstrosity ;; t!shane, g!ryan
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submitted through other blogs !
shroud, you...savior? ;; t!wilbur, g!tommy
the little things: written ;; t!tommy, g!wilbur ;; not my au
unnamed ;; t!karl, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore
unnamed ;; t!tubbo, g!ranboo ;; ⚠️ vore
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other stuff !!
my art !
tightrope ;; t!wilbur, no defined g!
hamster wheel ;; t!wilbur, implied g!tommy
au hint ;; implied t!george, implied g!dream ;; barely art
paperclips from 1970 doodle ;; t!george, implied g!dream
more pf1970 doodles ;; t!george, implied g!dream
tw!tommy doodle ;; t!tommy
tinies & fruit ;; t!tommy, t!quackity, t!wilbur, implied g!tommy
fic scene ;; t!tommy, implied g!wilbur ;; fic link
broodles ;; implied t!ranboo, unmentioned t!tommy and g!wilbur, personal lore implied g!quackity and t!wilbur
irza attempt ;; not my au!
hittin' a jig ;; t!tommy, implied g!wilbur
sleeping (they hate each other) ;; t!tommy, g!techno
unwilling prey + nomf ;; t!techno, g!dream ;; ⚠️ implied/eventual vore
grabbing ;; t!dream, implied g!wilbur
homemade sweaters ;; t!quackity, t!niki, t!sapnap, t!george, t!ponk, t!tommy, t!sam, t!wilbur, g!dream
logsted painting
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fanart ! (if i am missing any PLEASE tell me pspspsps)
company and repairs scene ;; t!tallerduo, g!bedrockbros ;; (@.oh-i-need-a-name)
curiositybur ;; t!wilbur, implied g!tommy ;; (@.local-squishmallow)
fic-turned-comic ;; t!karl, g!sapnap ;; ⚠️ vore ;; (@.local-squishmallow)
close the windows fanart ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo ;; (@.justarandomsloth)
more ctwltd fanart ;; t!ghostboo, g!tubbo ;; (@.justarandomsloth)
tiny workers fanart ;; t!tommy, no defined g! (@.justarandomsloth)
c!brick fanart ;; (@.da3dm) ;; + additional accessory
more c!brick fanart ;; (@.beckyu)
pixie dust and mischief fanart ;; t!tommy (@.smiles-for-anon)
my secret santa 2023! ;; g!wilbur, t!tommy (x-monochrome-x)
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have a brick for making it to the bottom 🧱
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☆ pinned post + intro ☆
★ | call me saph! | they/them | ★ ★ | 19 | full time college student | ★ welcome to my writing blog! you can find more of my writing on my archive of our own (also saphscorner)
fandoms ★ hermitcraft ★ sos smp/minecraft sos ★ the life series ★ hardcore hermits ★ create mod ★ empires smp ★ bungou stray dogs (<- mostly inactive currently) drabble requests are welcome, but i cannot make any promises about completing them :'D i am more likely to fulfill requests if we're mutuals though! i love my mutuals mwah mwah you're free to send me asks about anything! spam is okay, and dms are also okay. i'll love you forever if you ask questions about my fics or about headcanons!
the majority of my works include shipping! if this bothers you, this blog is likely not for you. in the realm of mcyt, all shipping is non-rpf, and the characters written are exclusively minecraft personas.
this blog will be primarily sfw. anything suggestive or borderline will be tagged as such. for reference, most of my works are g-rated or t-rated on ao3, and this blog will reflect that!
PLEASE DO NOT REPOST MY WORK ON OTHER PLATFORMS! - my personal tags - ★ #saphscorner ao3 - new ao3 posts + fic links ★ #saphs ramblings - general ramblings and less coherent posts (also used on my main blog) ★ #saphs drabbles - shorter, tumblr exclusive drabbles and oneshots (often written by request) ★ #saphs answers - answers to miscellaneous asks ★ #saphs fic recs - my personal favorite fics written by other authors (both reblogs and text posts) ...updated as necessary :)
- au tags - ★ #countryside au - rancher duo centric ...more coming soon...? - faq - ★ "can i translate your work?" yes absolutely! please link it back to my original work ★ "do you do collabs?" yes! if you're interested in collaboration, my dms are open! ★ "can i create fanart based on your work?" i love when people do this, so yes of course! be sure to link my work in your post, and make sure to send me the finished product too ★ "will you write [x] pairing?" i will not write any adult/minor ships, and i will not write romantic pairings that involve the personas of content creators who have previously expressed direct discomfort with shipping. other than that, i'm very open in terms of shipping, and i'm willing to write pairings regardless of their popularity (hit me with your unheard of rarepair. please). yes i'll write poly ships, yes i'll write qprs, yes i'll write crack ships, and yes i'll write anything from the number one ship in the fandom to the ship that doesn't even have a name yet - dni - ★ age 13 or younger ★ general dni criteria (racist, homophobic, transphobic, etc) that's all! this post will be updated as necessary :)
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Masterpost
Updated: 11/20/2024
Archive of Our Own
Need to find something in a hurry? Here you go!
Tags
#reblog - reblogs
#ask - anything pertaining to asks
#thoughts - anything not writing-related
#lmk fic - any piece of writing relating to "Lego Monkie Kid"
#dream smp - any piece of writing relating to the "Dream SMP"
#bingo - any piece of writing from Blame and I's BINGO list
#bad things happen bingo - any piece of writing relating to "Bad Things Happen Bingo"
#warm up - any piece of writing that's under 1k words
#shadowpeach - you know what you're looking for
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Lego Monkie Kid Fics
To Wait for You Would Mean to Wait an Eternity (And By Then It'd Be Too Late) - Macaque escapes his own death by refusing to interfere with Wukong's JTTW. Besides, FFM needs a king that'll nurse it back to its golden age, a role he believes he'll fit quite well.
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3
Tomorrow's Far Away (So Let Me Dream of the Paradise I Share With You Today) - The struggle and pain Wukong is destined to go through doesn't start for another three months. For now, he enjoys his kingdom and the smug shadow that rests, ever-loyal, beside him.
This Isn't a Goodbye (But I Wish It Had Been) - This won't be the first time Macaque and Wukong utter their farewells, nor will it be their last. But gods does Macaque wish it would be.
Part 1 || Part 2
They Don't Call Him the "Great Sage" for Nothing [G/t Prompt] - Mk isn't new to being frustrated when trying to learn new abilities. But of all things, he never thought shrinking would take four hours to finally understand. God knows how long it'll take to get him back to normal.
I've Worked So Hard For This (And You Expect Me to Let It All Go?) [Warm-Up] - Wukong thought that his journey would be an official separation from the life he used to live on Flower Fruit Mountain. That is until a ghost from his past finds him, hoping to finally bring him home.
The Broken Pleas of a Familiar Face (And an Exhausted Shadow) - After centuries of being away from Flower Fruit Mountain, Wukong is finally able to visit its calming shores and his adoring subjects. Only, it's not joyous cheers and festivities that greet him, but his own shadow's tired eyes and pleads for him to stay.
Is It Really a One-Sided Friendship If You Just Haven't Convinced Them Yet? [5+1 Prompt] - Wukong doesn't know much about the shadow that lives in his favorite peach tree. He only knows they claim that they're "just too different" to be friends. Little does the shadow know, Wukong would rather die than give up a challenge.
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3 || Part 4 || Part 5 || Part 6
The Price I'll Pay to Keep You Safe and Far From the Life I've Lived - The day the Heavens descends into chaos is not the day Nezha expects to be given charge of the Universe's newest celestial monkey. Now he must decide Xiaotian's fate: to follow the court's desire and mold him into "Heaven's Grand Weapon" or banish him to live a normal life in the mortal realm.
A Paradox [Warm-Up] - MK confronts Nüwa's hypocrisy over the world's destruction.
Violet Hues and Misconstrued Pretenses [Warm-Up] - Wukong purposefully triggers Macaque's monkey instincts to fight over personal space.
Oh, Woe Is the King (of Losing Board Games) [Warm-Up] - Macaque decides to join the MK gang for game night, only to find out that even after centuries of life, Wukong is still terrible at board games and even worse at losing.
Drunk Words Are Crafted From Sober Thoughts - Wukong's internal compass will always lead him to Macaque, especially in moments of intoxication.
The Apple Doesn't Fall Far, Does It? - Pigsy comes back home to find MK and Tang have gotten into some shockingly wholesome mischief.
Yeehawgust Inspired Prompts
On the Road Again - Wukong's come to enjoy his life as a small town sheriff. That doesn't mean he'd pass up an opportunity to deliver cattle to a familiar town a week's ride south. Especially not with how excited MK is over the trip.
Gossip & Groom
Is a Good Night's Rest Really Too Much to Ask For (Yes. Yes It Is.) - For all the drama and squabbles Macaque's forced to endure on a day-to-day basis, all he asks for is a good night's rest so he can do it all over again come morning. But of course the Sisterhood still manages to worm themselves into his sleep schedule.
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Dream SMP Fics
Life is Unfair (But I'd Do Anything to Make it Fair for You) - "It'll get better," Quackity had promised. "Schlatt can't pick fights with me forever."
Five years later and Tubbo's tired of hoping for a better tomorrow.
Part 1 || Part 2
TommyInnit's First-Hand Guide on How to Say Goodbye - It was a stupid idea- especially with how badly Purpled was already handling Punz's death. The last thing Tommy wants is to shove the same grief onto his own family.
But at least it's better than not getting the chance to say goodbye.
Part 1 || Part 2 || Part 3
TommyInnit's Therapy Sessions (Gone Right???) - As much as Tommy hates to admit it, maybe Puffy's therapy sessions have begun to work.
If You Must Hear Something (Please Let It Be This) [Warm-Up] - There is a reason c!Tommy is not an astronaut.
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Challenges
Prompt by Title Bingo
[START HERE]
Heart-to-Heart (What Heart?) [DreamSMP] - Who needs a soulmate when you can just fight crime instead?
Bad Things Happen Bingo
[START HERE]
[Leonine Contract] - Death is all Liu'er Mihou's known. That is, until it isn't.
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Crimeboys it is.
And would you know it, it be a fluffy Crimeboys prompt with an instinct driven Giant Wilbur and a human Gremlin Tommy.
The prompt starts with Wilbur not letting Tommy go as he woke up with instinct begging for him to take Tommy everywhere he goes.
Tommy tries to bite Wilbur's fingers so he can put him down but Wilbur ain't buggin anytime soon.
Anywhere Wilbur goes, Tommy is right there since Wilbur isn't letting him go.
Like you can have Wilbur be at work and he still brings Tommy with him as an example.
Just make it as fluffy as you can, you can add anything you want.
If you're up to make this prompt then pog, that is if you want to do it.
Also, if you wanna send me a random g/t prompt that u have, go for it.
Quack
This has been in my inbox since I joined Tumblr.
Orchid gorgeous!!!!!!!!! I've rewritten this twice!!!! It took me awhile as I got stuck at one point BUT! I had a new idea today so while its short, I'm very happy with it! I hope I did the prompt justice and you like it!!!
Mine to hold close
cw: mcyt g/t , soft, fluffy, tiny tiny death mention. Words: 607 [One shot]
Disclaimer! This story is based on the characters of the Dream SMP and not the real life content creators. Anything that occurs in this story is purely fiction and should be treated as such. Thank you.
“Can you put me down you prick?! I’m not gonna freeze I swear!!!” Tommy said with huff as Wilbur scooped him up.
“After the last time it snowed? I don’t think so.” Wilbur responded as he tucked the little human close to his chest.
“But Wiiiiiiilllll!! I’m not even outside this time!” The giant always tended to get extra clingy around this time of year. His instincts in high gear and on Tommy the second he was awake, worried that Tommy wasn’t warm enough. Tommy didn’t blame him though. Not when he literally met Wilbur in the midst of a snow storm. He hadn’t meant to lose the trail and get stranded in Giant territory, but stuff like that always seemed to follow the Great Tommy Danger Kraken Innit! He’s just lucky that the giant had found him in the snow before he became a frozen popsicle. And even luckier that this Giant didn’t eat humans. So yes, Tommy understood that Wilbur was going to be a little extra cautious about him almost dying of Hypothermia again. But he didn’t have to be so damn cuddly and touchy all the f***** time!!
“Wilbur I’m fine! I’m not gonna get cold! The fires going and keeping everything nice and toasty warm, so stop being a d*** and put me down!!” Tommy said as he squirmed in Wilbur’s hold.
“Tommy. You are literally the most chaotic little gremlin I’ve ever seen. If I put you down, I guarantee you’ll be screaming for help in less than five minutes trying not to freeze your a** off!!” In retaliation, Tommy started biting and scratching at Wilbur’s hand. It didn’t hurt of course, but Wilbur found it cute watching the attempt at escape. He loved Tommy like a brother and ever since he found him had sworn to protect him no matter what, his instincts often being a little overbearing at keeping the chaotic child safe. And if that meant holding onto him for hours at a time, then he’d happily oblige. So what if he had to do his work with one less hand? He’d take holding Tommy any day. That and his instincts kept screaming at him to keep the human close.
After a few minutes Tommy eventually resigned himself to his fate and just chilled in Wilbur’s hand. Though he’d never admit it, he secretly loved it when Wilbur would hold him. He felt safe knowing nothing could hurt him when he was with the giant. He didn’t have to worry about anything and could just be content with his pseudo brother. Staying with the giant being the best decision of his life after their first initial meeting.
Tommy stayed in Wilbur’s hand all day. They chatted while Wilbur did his chores, Wilbur singing songs to Tommy, Tommy sharing wacky insane ideas with Wilbur, all the while the giant's instincts to keep the human close not faltering once. As day turned to dusk and dusk turned to night, Tommy eventually curled up in Wilbur’s hand. Snuggling in as he fell asleep, hugging one of Wil’s fingers close. Wilbur had to resist the urge to coo at the small sleeping human in his hand. Tommy was so small, so fragile but you’d never guess he had such a boisterous personality and was as lively as what he is. Slowly and carefully, Wilbur made his way to bed, getting in and tucking the human close to his heart. He sighed contently knowing nothing could hurt his brother, his instincts finally satisfied.
“Good night Tommy.” Wilbur whispered quietly as he drifted off to sleep. The brothers comfortable in each other’s warm embrace.\
WOOOOOOOOOOOOO I MADE ANOTHER FIC!!!!! THAT'S 2/3 POSTED!!!!!
I swear I'm still writing the other fic! I swear! I swear! I swear!!! It's gonna be worth the time its taking! PROMISE
#I PROMISE I'M STILL WORKING ON THE OTHER FIC!!!!!!!!! CURSE MY BRAIN FOR GETTING DISTRACTED!!!!!!!!!#mcyt g/t community#mcyt gt community#mcyt gt#mcyt g/t#giant!wilbur#human!tommy#tiny!tommy#tiny tommy#giant wilbur#g/t#gt#giant/tiny#giant tiny#gt writing#g/t writing#beckyu writes#beckyu but on ao3#my fic#one shot
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Hey guys, unfortunately, I think it’s my turn to make The Dreaded Post.
So, basically, I haven’t watched anyone from the Dream SMP in literal months, closer to a full year at this point. I only just barely know what’s going on with some of them because of Tumblr but I have just had zero interest in watching any of them recently. I kept up with reading Dream SMP fanfiction for a while after I stopped watching, but even now I only keep up with a handful of fics and haven’t looked for any new ones in a while.
I’m very sad my hyperfixation on Dream SMP has ended, I had a lot of good times in this fandom.
However, I do want to say that, at least as of right now, I still am willing to write with the characters of the Dream SMP (mostly SBI, but that’s always been the case honestly. I still love crimeboys especially lol). It might be a lot slower, as you all have probably noticed but at the very least, I don’t want to leave my current ongoing fics unfinished. Served Up Server and Learning the Obvious will both be finished eventually and I may even do some oneshots here and there featuring the characters.
As for my current hyperfixation, I am very much into Hermitcraft, Empires SMP, and the Life Series. My favorite duo is Desert Duo and my current comfort creator is Jimmy Solidarity lol. So, yeah, I will probably start writing more for those fandoms.
And for the first time in years, I have a second hyperfixation! Rottmnt has also taken a hold of my brain and I plan to write a few things for that fandom as well.
So, though it isn’t quite over, I want to thank all of you for reading and interacting with all of my silly little stories! I appreciated my time in the Dream SMP G/t community a lot!
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DSMP!SBI (2/4) x Reader
A few weeks back I had wrote a little angsty drabble after hearing a song called "Little Lion Man" by Mumford & Sons. I love the SBI and I just couldn't resist, so here you are.
Warnings- Angst, A n g s t, pure a n g s t, oh and did I mention,,, angst? Implied Death, Decided to fuck up the smp timeline a bit because I can <3, ooc (slightly?) Technoblade, Abandonment? Sorta? S a d n e s s
Pronouns- She/Her (Sorry everyone else, I can rewrite this with different pronouns/a real plot if people actually enjoy this small piece of writing/request it.)
"Extras"- SBI!Family Dynamic, Sibling(Adopted, obviously) Reader, Dream XD x Reader (Platonic)
Plot- After the events of Technoblade's attempted execution, Reader decides to take her own revenge because the SMP has taken too much away from her and her family. She decides to go off to the SMP and cause havoc before running away to escape death. The catch though? In return for not dying like she should have, she has to go with Dream XD somewhere unknown. While running up a mountain to both get away from everyone else and meet the god, her brother(s?) find out, wanting to stop her from running away.
Letting out a gasp, the girl stuttered a bit at the sight in front of her. The cold wind nipped at her face as she stood on the mountain top, the clouds dark as a green and purple portal appeared in the otherwise dark night sky. Hands shaking, a pair of fingers clutched onto the Netherite sword desperately; almost as if everything would vanish should she let it go. Her eyes were wide, quickly filling to the brim with tears that threatened to spill over. This couldn’t be real, she had to be hallucinating. Her second oldest brother was dead, so why was a ghost-like version of him standing in front of her right now? Eyes tracing his every single feature quickly, as if trying to find some kind of flaw or proof that he wasn’t real. She couldn’t find anything and her mind began to spiral as voices in her head began to scream at her, telling her to pick between her two current options she had. However, a voice seemed to draw her from her thoughts and distract her, no matter how temporarily.
“(Y/N), come back! Please, don’t run away from me!” An almost desperate voice called out to her as he pulled himself completely up so that he could be standing on the mountain top as well. He wore a pig mask, his hair long and the color of pink cotton candy, though it was drawn together in a low ponytail that rested against his covered back. His crown was lopsided on his head, barely hanging on as his cape began to blow furiously at the wind that picked up speed. He looked like a God, a king, yet his current expression and tone was something that almost ruined that entire ensemble all together. His eyes flickered to the side for a moment as he could hear people shouting below them as they had, as he assumed, began to ascend the mountain in pursuit after them.
Instead of responding, (Y/N) inhaled sharply and stepped back slightly before glancing up at the portal in the sky. Watching as a large, god-looking figure descended from the portal she looked specifically at the white mask adorning his face, a “X” and “D” carved into its front. It outstretched its hand towards her, welcoming the girl happily to join him. The voices began to grow louder once again, some screaming at her to go with the floating creature while the other side begged her to return to her brothers’ warm and safe embrace. She was torn on what to do, trying to find any and every explanation; reason that she should go back home. But, she knew she couldn’t go back home, that this world wasn’t her home anymore. It could never be again. She had slaughtered countless before climbing this cold, snowy mountain and even if her siblings would forgive her, she had made a deal with the creature waiting for her to take its hand.
“Please, I can’t lose another sibling. You’re all I really have left.” The long haired man practically begged. Both his hands were outstretched towards the girl in a silent plea for her to come back home with him. Oh how desperately she wanted to, but instead she recoiled from him and stepped back again. A sad smile placed itself on her face and she sheathed her sword, swallowing dryly.
“It was not your fault, but mine and it was your heart on the line. I really fucked it up this time, didn’t I, my dear brother?” Laughing humorlessly, the pain was evident in her eyes as she reached out, taking the unworldly creature’s hand. Looking at its mask, she glanced back at her two brothers one last time, clenching her jaw tightly. Being lifted effortlessly into the air, she was grabbed more securely by the other. Turning her head away, she silently prepared for the new life that was awaiting her because she knew that there was no turning back now.
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2021 Fic Rec
Since it’s Valentine’s Day, I’m going to show my love for fics I read last year. There’s the recs I made in August, October and December last year, along with the fics below that were going to be included in an overall 2021 fic rec I wanted to post at the start of the year but never got to finish the summaries.
One Shots
Just add water let me go by trying_to_spell_both_our_names_at_once - T, 3k (Tommy gets killed in the L’Manburg explosion and Tubbo finds him)
Mayday, Mayday by Siempie - T, 7k (Wilbur gets hurt while escaping L’Manburg so Tommy takes care of him)
red run cold by arcadianwriter (noxstories) - T, 3k (Rustbur has radiation poisoning and is trying to prepare Tommy for after he’s gone, without letting him know he’s sick)
dear god (it's me, karl jacobs) by bruisedbutlovely - T, 2k (While in the Inbetween, Karl meets Wilbur who tells him all about the Sky Gods)
bones of my bones by patrichor - M, 4k (Several occasions where Wilbur refuses to let his family see him dead before respawning)
flight risk by angeldemonsducks - T, 6k (After coming back from the dead, Wilbur’s wings emerge but the void calls to him)
Little One by RockyPond - T, 3k (Death grows fond of Wilbur after he narrowly survives a childhood accident and visits him several times throughout his life)
i'm what's left when children go to war by citrus_cola - T, 4k (Tommy and Tubbo are child soldiers who hear stories of Death taking the fallen to a place of their dreams)
the skeleton living inside your head (rattling and gasping, coming up for breath) by patrichor - M, 10k (Wilbur is stuck in the button room and no matter who tries to stop him, he still sets the explosion off and resets with someone new)
Multi-Chapter
i'm trying to ignore the skyline by ghostbandaids - T, 20k, completed (Tommy is a phoenix who gets a chance to heal after a childhood spent being mistreated by the facility he was raised in and various former foster homes)
the little children raise their open filthy palms by thanotaphobia (blue000jay) - M, 53k, completed (Phil takes in a couple of teenagers during the zombie apocalypse and continues to expand his found family as they travel)
The Half A Decade Inbetween by herewandering - G, 26k, completed (Tommy runs away from the smp and over the next 5 years, he accidentally goes on an adoptive dad arc)
If Tommy Stays by Doctorpants - T, 30k, completed (An ‘If I Stay’ au where Tommy is in a coma following a bad car crash and watches his loved ones gather in the hospital while he debates whether he wants to leave them)
One More Step Out of the Pit by AdrianaintheSnow - T, 91k, completed (Superhero au where Tommy offers to be kidnapped by the villain team of SBI in Tubbo’s place, after which found family ensues)
your wayward children by Khio - T, 82k, completed (Wilbur’s soul is the dark spirit Phil has been hunting for years but when the truth comes out, he has to take drastic measures in a bid to survive)
i wanna hear it's alright by bunflower - T, 114k, completed (A collection of emerald duo whump with Phil as the whumpee)
oh dear, can you see me? by findingkairos - T, 70k, completed (Phil is a teenage soldier who gets taken in by Techno after his old master loses the war they’d been fighting and is allowed to gradually heal)
Hush Now (You Were Lost but Now You’re Found) by CorpseArt - E, 162k, ongoing (Red Chaos saved Siren’s life and got abandoned by his mentor Dream because of it. As Tommy, he befriends Wilbur while as Red Chaos, he tries to get back in Dream’s favour and restore his reputation)
What Remains, However Improbable by 7CxRhye - T, 90k, completed (After Wilbur gets framed for Quackity’s murder, he lays low with Tommy as they use their expertise as consulting detectives to solve the mystery and clear their names)
the long way home by fensandmarches - T, 11k, completed (As a time traveller, someone who regularly gets reborn and an immortal, SBI keep meeting each other but keep wishing they could see Techno again)
(Re)Mission by attentiveanxiety - T, 67k, completed (Dream had leukemia as a child and it has come back in adulthood. It is rpf but written long before anyone knew about cc!Techno being sick, just as a disclaimer)
postmortal by Khio - T, 47k, completed (Tommy’s ghost haunts Revivebur while beeduo keeps Wilbur confined to living in Snowchester)
Till There's Nothing Left to See by backtopluto - NR, 60k, completed (During the American war of independence, Dream is a spy who has to be careful when he is made to share his home with George, a British soldier)
From Eden by cedarblocks - M, 33k, completed (Techno and Wilbur grew up in a cult but now with Phil as their foster parent, they have a chance to learn how to heal)
It’s not kidnapping if he is us by SilentTeyz - NR, 102k, ongoing (Alternate versions of Tommy are sent back to when a fourth one was 14 so they can hopefully prevent him from suffering similar misfortunes to those they’ve experienced)
If we don't leave this town, we may never make it out by grasstrastic - NR, 35k, completed (Wilbur wants to get away from the stifling atmosphere of home by going on a road trip. He travels around America with his new friend Tommy who stowed away in his van)
There's Blood in your Web, Theseus (wipe it out) by spookyserpent - M, 161k, completed (Theseus was raised to be a merciless assassin, the only one of his class to survive training. But he's escaped and is trying to make a new life for himself as Tommy, ever aware the Red Room will drag him back the first chance they get)
Apologize for Collateral Damage by LittleParadox - T, 120k, ongoing (Tommy gets odd life lessons from his older brothers, completely unaware they're preparing him to join the family business as part of the mafia)
careful son (you've got dreamer's plans) by angelsdemonsducks - T, 159k, completed (Wilbur is revived and has to deal with not only relationships that need mending but a parasitic egg that keeps getting in his head too)
tommyinnit’s clinic for supervillains by bonesandthebees (bonesandcacti) - T, 188k, completed (Tommy heals the villain known as Siren one night then finds himself becoming the healer for the Syndicate which inevitably lands him in trouble with the heroes)
New Deceit’s an Old Design by Sundial_At_Night - T, 38k, completed (Wilbur gets terminally ill after issues with his powers and if Tommy has to take drastic measures to get him the cure on time, he will)
A Broadcast In The Apocalypse by Echereon - 24k, ongoing (Wilbur gets a radio working during the apocalypse and tries to regularly update any listeners he has on the daily goings-on of the area)
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☀️INTRO +
MASTERLIST☀️
Hello all the lovey creatures of the sfw g/t and vore community, we are the Sunny System! We collectively go by he/him and Sunny or Skulls. We are aroace, and vore is a completely nonsexual thing, and everything on this blog will be safe. Do NOT follow if you are a nsfw blog.
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Fandom List (we don’t necessarily have art or fics for each fandom. Autism be dammed, we can only focus on one interest at a time):
Minecraft
Dream SMP
QSMP
Hermitcraft
Life Series
New Life SMP
Invader Zim
Undertale
Deltarune
My Little Pony
Bugsnax (check @/nomsnax)
Five Nights at Freddy’s
Poppy Playtime
Villainous
Cuphead
Hilda
Wander Over Yonder
Pizza Tower
Bugbo
Cryptid Crush
AU Masterlist (* at the end indicated vore):
Noms are Weird/NAW AU* (mcyt) ( # noms are weird au ) Tom’s AU in which SBI are a mix of giants and tinies, and there’s a complex relationship to vore with each person [post]
Mini You’s AU (mcyt) ( # mini yous au ) Our AU in which Wilbur is sent a package full of sentient replicas of his many personas/characters [ao3] [1] [2] [3] [4]
My Friend in the Geode AU (dsmp) ( # my friend in the geode au ) in which Skeppy is a rare species called a Gem, and is found by Badboyhalo and Puffy. [post]
Feline Fine AU (mcyt) ( # feline fine au ) in which Wilbur is a catshifter adopted by Tommy. [ao3] [1]
Niki’s Bakery (mcyt) ( # nikis bakery au ) in which g!niki runs a bakery serving tinies to giants.
Misc./Extra/Oneshots:
Lukewarm Cocoa* (dsmp) (Niki’s bakery) oneshot of g!niki and t!jack [ao3] [post]
definitely not a little portal au comic by Tom* (mcyt/dsmp) [post]
Off the Path* oneshot of naga!Tubbo and human Ranboo (mcyt) [ao3] [post]
My Daughter, Safe Forever* oneshot of g!slime and t!flippa [ao3] [post]
As the Sun Sets* oneshot (for now) of g!chayanne and t!philza, t!tallulah [ao3] [post]
Sleepwalker* oneshot of g!Ranboo and t!wilbur, t!tubbo, t!tommy, t!philza, t!techno [ao3] [post]
The Voices Demand Vore* oneshot of g!techno and t!tommy [ao3] [post]
Prove Me Wrong* oneshot of g!jack and t!niki [ao3] [post]
#mcyt g/t#dsmp g/t#mcyt vore#dsmp vore#posts by Sunny#intro post#masterlist#now for the list of aus#noms are weird au#mini yous au#my friend in the geode au#feline fine au#nikis bakery au
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Philza and/or Techno and/or Ranboo fic recs
just some of my fav dsmp fics, mainly phil, techno or ranboo bc i’m biased but also a bunch of sbi and others
this one goes out mainly to zablr discord my beloved
pls tell me if the links don’t work
all of these are on ao3
rating\status(complete/ongoing)\warnings\word count\misc tags
ichor flows free amongst the iron by summer_rising
T\o\violence\13k\series\gods AU
Summary:
A gods and goddesses AU of the Dream SMP, dramatized for all our benefits.
First work:
"Two gods meeting on a mountaintop overlooking the stormy sea? Very classy, Dream, I appreciate your taste."
Dream didn't turn to look at him, but the faint shake of his shoulders let Techno know he had heard.
"Scar's healing up nicely, I see," Techno mumbled with a light nod of his head.
"Mhm. Cut nice and clean. Not that I expected any less from you, of course."
~~
The god of power and the god of luck meet on a mountaintop to discuss Luck's standing in the ongoing political disaster.
We're Only Young by ImperialKatwala
G\o\-\66k\series\Dream & Technoblade
It's easy to forget amid the chaos and bloodshed how similar - and how young - Dream and Technoblade really are.
And when the sun comes up, you'll find a brand new god. by SkyboxZoo
M\o\violence\19k\gods AU
Summary:
The wounds from the fight had healed nigh instantly, but the golden blood still soaked Techno’s shirt. His cloak had gotten torn off and his hair had fallen out of its pony-tail. Ichor pooled in his boots. The man left a trail of golden, bloody footprints in his wake.
old gods (new gods) by WriterWinged
T\o\-\9k\series\gods AU
Summary of first work:
Survival, Blood, Madness. Philza, Technoblade, Wilbur Soot. Three gods who have never cared for mortal life, who play with them when they want to, who kill their toys just as easily. How, then, did a mortal end up in their hands?
This House Is A Fucking Nightmare by SilverWing15
T\c\-\17k\series\sbi
Summary:
AU Where Phil isn't quite as willing to stand by while his sons drop like flies
Summary of third part (my fav):
Does lingering too long in the shadow of a god make you a god? The voices in his head seem to think so.
His brothers know he's older than them but they don't know how much
OR: Technoblade doesn't think his brothers realize how different they are from ordinary men. After all, ordinary men may fight the gods, but they don't win.
It's been a long day. by BecausePlot
G\c\-\3k\Philza & Ranboo
Summary:
Sides are bad: he knows that much. He’s seen it tear people apart time and time again, so when he decided to separate himself from Tubbo and keep his distance, he knew he was in the right.
Well. He thought he was in the right, at the time. Sitting all by himself on the steps to the Prime Path, he’s not so sure anymore.
Yes, the sides might have torn the others apart, might have made them so weak that they have no choice but to fold under Dream’s hand, but at least they aren’t lonely.
So are sides bad?
‘I don’t know.’
~*~
Or, Ranboo looks out at the ruins of L'Manburg, feeling more lost and lonely than he ever has.
But, as he soon finds, he's not as alone as he thinks.
the voices in my head, they say a lot of things by rosyasteria
-\c\violence\1k\Technoblade-centric
Summary:
Some days the voices didn’t listen. They didn’t let up. They screamed instead of whispered, relentless, assaulting his ears until they bled.
tell them i was the warmest place you knew and you turned me cold by rosyasteria
-\c\-\2k\Techonblade-centric
Summary:
Technoblade cared. But in the end it just fucked him over.
For the majority of his life, Techno felt like less of a companion, less of a family member, and more like a weapon to be wielded. 'The Blade' they called him; never 'friend'.
It Leaves Little Time for Anything Else by mirandible
M\c\-\1k\part of series\Dream & Technoblade
Summary:
A young man aims for the top, but fate has other plans for him. So does Technoblade, apparently.
(Or: answering the question of “Why does Techno hide his scars if they’re supposed to be some sort of trophy? Why keep your point of pride a secret?”)
the best requiem is a bar of silence (and I'll sing it, even if I must hold back my tears) by jello12451
T\o\-\10k\Philza & Technoblade
Summary:
He can’t help the noise of celebration that escapes him. Techno- this means that Techno’s free, and he got his horse back, and everything is alright-
Tubbo, filled with rage at Phil’s cheers, turns and impulsively shoots an arrow.
He doesn’t expect to hit his target.
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Alternatively: What if Phil didn't have a bucket of water when Tubbo shot him?
Change fate by being aggressively kind by sircantus
T\o\-\13k\sbi, Philza-centric
Summary:
“You do understand that you’re caring for the thing meant to bring destruction and chaos to our world, right?” The woman asks, Phil looking behind him fondly as Techno grabs at the ends of his wings.
“He’s just a child.” Phil answers distractedly, humming as his wings get gently yanked at.
“He’s the first of three to destroy life as we know it! Shouldn’t we, well, get rid of him?!”
“Oh, no.” Phil raises his eyes with a sharp glare. “Believe me, I have my own way of preventing the apocalypse.”
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Or, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy are basically chaotic forces of nature, destined from birth to end the world and bring destruction. Most who hear of the tale of them are trying their best to track them down, and to end the monsters while they’re still young, still just children.
Phil has a different plan.
(In which Phil raises the minecraft equivalents of the anti-christ with love and support, so much so to the point where the world ending is really just a funny thought, and Phil has three kids who casually have powers that are bit more extreme than anything else in the world)
I promised you that everything would be fine by findingkairos
G\c\-\6k\Technoblade-centric
Summary:
manifestation: (n.)
1. an event, action, or object that clearly shows or embodies something abstract or theoretical;
2. a version or incarnation of something or someone;
3. an appearance of a ghost or spirit;
4. the Blood God.
When he's young and still alone, still establishing his reputation as the immortal warrior, Technoblade makes up an imaginary friend.
Years later, the blood god is very real and very much a god: one that is prepared to do anything for their first and only friend.
the inner mechanism of a black box by Bee_4
T\c\violence, self-harm\Technoblade-centric
Summary:
Technoblade lets himself get imprisoned for Philza’s sake. He doesn’t plan on being there long. Unfortunately, he’s underestimated Pandora’s Vault.
There are things that will make even the Blade fall apart in due time, as it turns out.
carry all my sins by BananasofThorns
T\c\-\4k\Ranboo-centric
Summary:
Ranboo swallows. “All my armor and weapons and stuff are missing. Fundy and I were gonna go looking for them after the festival, I think.”
“I see.” Tubbo smiles again, but this time it doesn’t reach his eyes. “Well, I’m sure it’ll be fine, it’s just a festival. We could probably find someone to lend you a sword or an axe or something.”
He starts towards the stage, waving at people when they call his name, and Ranboo follows. The original panic has dulled to a cold buzz in his chest, but apprehension still wraps itself around his body like chains. He doesn’t like being without his armor and tools; he feels too exposed, and if something happens, he’ll be helpless.
“Ranboo?” Tubbo calls, glancing back.
Ranboo shakes his head and hurries to catch up. “Yeah, it’ll be fine,” he repeats. “Everything’s gonna be fine."
Tubbo grins. “That’s the spirit.”
Rule 5: be loyal. L'manberg doesn't do well with supposed traitors. Ranboo deals with the consequences.
Sojourn by Lacy_Star
T\o\-\13k\Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
“Well…” Ranboo started slowly, “You see, uh… I kinda… don’t have a house anymore, obviously. Um… Phil found me in—“ He paused, cutting himself off and squinting at the floorboards— very discreet, “Phil… found me. And… um… He said I could stay by you guys. Like, um, by the dog house he wants to build?” He paused, then began to ramble, “But, uh, if you don’t want me here, I understand— and I’m sorry for coming in your house when you weren’t here, I swear I didn’t touch anything— it was just cold outside and—“
Techno just stared at him. And how, how was this the second time this had happened to him? How was this the second time he returned home after battle to discover an injured teenage boy waiting for him, seeking assistance with nowhere to go? And how badly had that ended last time, in nothing but betrayal and insults?
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AKA: Phil drags a half-enderman home after Doomsday, and Techno decides that they can keep it. For now.
can an axe count as rent? by aboutfivebees
T\c\-\4k\Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
Ranboo’s struggling to settle into his new life on the Arctic Anarchist Commune, but at least he’s got bread.
or the struggles of an enderman hybrid to come up with a housewarming gift to give to his friends, who are just trying to adopt him
The Caged Bird Sings of Freedom by StarPrince_Punk
T\o\-\25k\Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
The Blade's stance was still tense, his body prepared to fight at a moment’s notice if need be. “What’s your name?” Phil asked “My… name?” The Blade asked. “Yeah. Your name isn’t actually The Blade, right? That’s like a stage name?” Phil tried to keep his tone light. “What’s your real name?” The Blade hesitated. “No one… No one’s called me by my name in a long time.” ------- When Phil comes across Ranboo in his panic room after L'Manberg's destruction, it reminds him of when he first met Technoblade. And just like when he met Techno, Phil's first instinct is that he has to help this kid. While living together, Techno and Ranboo learn that they're much more similar than they had previously thought, and Phil learns that it's not too late for him to be a better dad.
This already feels like more of a home by H3118ENDER
T\o\violence, death\18k\Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
As the ashes of L'Manberg settle the conflict continues to come to life setting the stage for a new wave of blood shed. Stuck slam in the middle of past and present friends Ranboo is coming to learn that even without nations to their names feelings and feuds don't die but people, people do.
A Shadow of a Shadow by unappetizingegg
T\c\-\4k\ Ranboo & Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
There were a few beats of silence, and then- “What are your plans, now? Do you need a place to stay?”
That caught him off guard. Surely he’d heard incorrectly. Phil was offering him a home, right after he’d orchestrated the destruction of his past one? It didn’t make any sense, none of it did. Why would Phil say that?
Then he remembered, he remembered Techno stopping him in the fight. He remembered being handed his book, the question in Techno’s gaze. He swore, in that moment, Technoblade, the Technoblade, had been worried about him. He remembered that he had been told to leave, to run, to get away and preserve himself. He had spared him, he remembered that Techno had spared him.
Techno had helped him. Phil had tried to protect him, to get him away from the danger.
They were there for him.
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alternatively:
Ranboo is alone. But he really isn't.
Meritocracy by oddsbodkins
G\o\-\18k\Dream & Technoblade, sbi, medieval AU
Summary:
Dream is more successful than he'd ever imagined - but there's one thing that's been bothering him. Technoblade, his biggest rival, the Acolyte of the Blood God and King of the Arena, went missing last spring, just before Dream got the chance to duel him. Without that one achievement to pave his way, all the following victories have felt cheap.
So, Dream hired some goons to dig Technoblade up and pester him into coming back to the Capitol, for one last showdown. Easy enough, right?
Interlude I: "Promises to Keep" by Ozzyyy
T\c\-\1k\part of a series\Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
These woods are lovely, dark, and deep But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep And miles to go before I sleep.
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Techno has a plan. It's crazy. It's insane, it's actually just batshit bonkers. But if chaos cannot be enjoyed together, then what's it worth, yeah? There's a certain beauty in watching the world burn from the center of the flames. Phil intends to be there.
I Don't Want To Start A Fight (wouldn't you rather start a riot?) by KryOnBlock
T\c\violence, death\15k\Technoblade & Philza & Ranboo
Summary:
An universal ping rang out from behind him, the third and final he knew, and Phil sobbed, clutching the body tighter.
Techno didn’t move.
It always has been Technoblade and Philza, Philza and Technoblade. Take on half, and you shall never go back.
Sheltered by Lulatic
G\c\-\6k\Ranboo & Technoblade
Summary:
It was cold outside. But Techno never heard Ranboo complain.
That was the best excuse he could muster to keep him out.
Antarctic Princes 'verse by BirchWrites
T\o\-\15k\series\sbi
Summary:
Loosely-connected one shots set in an AU where the Antarctic Empire and the Dream SMP are in the same world. Ordered chronologically, but each fic can be read as a standalone thing
Summary of first part:
Oh shit. Forget arrested; Dream’s going to have to tell Wilbur that he watched Tommy get stabbed for being terminally stupid.
May we cross paths again by QueenLunaFreed
G\c\-\1k\Dream & Technoblade
Summary:
“Even if tomorrow it’s just us versus the entire server, Dream, I’m telling you right now - I have confidence.”
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Dream couldn’t comprehend the pacing contradiction in front of him, the weakness he could clearly see, but would never comment on. Because this man has been defying Dream's expectations since they first met, because despite them not being friends and having no reason to trust each other, Dream knew that Technoblade is the only person who he’d trust to do this right. To destroy L'Manberg alongside him yet again, this time for real.
leave me your starlight by findingkairos
T\o\-\18k\Technoblade & Philza
Summary:
For you the world, Phil.
Once upon a time, Philza Minecraft is the only person who does not shy away from the bloody teen that regularly turns the tide of war.
This cements a friendship that will last wars, empires, worlds, and lifetimes.
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(Featuring: Back to Back Badasses, healthy relationships, accidental deification, intentional world domination, and Phil's past coming back to haunt his best friend.)
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idk how to continue this one but i also don’t want to leave it just sitting forever so it may be a mess but i’m posting it anyway. think up your own endings or continue it or something.
it’s essentially a timeline divergence from War in Hermittown, so its again watcher!grian, avian!grian, hermit!tommy and triplet au.
hermit!tommy is from @petrichormeraki and this triplet au is mainly based on @strawberrylemonz ’s work.
For the first time since Tommy’s death, Tubbo finally had something to hope for. After some begging and pleading and proving he wasn’t going to do anything bad, Techno agreed to help the teen out with attempting to summon Tommy’s ghost.
Ghostbur was there as they worked as Tubbo thought having a ghost helping out would make things more likely to work. They set up a type of summoning platform, not quite sure how it would work and troubleshooting as they went. They all froze as Philza walked in, just coming to visit Techno. “What’s going on here?”
“Uh, we’re trying to summon Tommy’s ghost.” Tubbo answered feebly under Phil’s gaze.
He looked around at the mess they had made and the summoning platform they had created. “Really? Did you think this was going to work?” Philza asked, making Tubbo look away, feeling ashamed. “Obviously you need soul torches instead of regular ones. And the center should be cobble since it’s his favorite block.”
With the four of them working together, then managed to complete the platform and Tubbo activated it. The torches suddenly blazed taller, the blue flames nearly turning white. Energy filled the air and in the center of the platform, purple magic swirled until Tommy was there, curled up in a ball in the middle.
Before any of them could get out of the shock of Tommy being there, he shifted and grumbled. “Ugh… fucking put your wing back G. this place has no fucking insulation.” His hand blindly grabbed the air before he finally sat up. “Wait, what the fuck?”
Tubbo was the first to break the silence. “Tommy!”
Tommy looked over and his eyes lit up seeing his friend. “Tubbo?” He was hugged by his friend. “Where the hell are we?”
“We summoned you back! And I guess it went pretty well since it also brought you back to life.”
“Back to life? Tubbo I didn’t di- wait we?” Tommy pulled away from the hug and saw Ghostbur, Techno and Philza. “Oh. Tubbo, did you bring me back to the smp?” Tubbo nodded. “And do you have a way to send me back?”
“What? No! Why would you want to go back?”
“Tubbo, I didn’t die, I ran off. Some people found me and took me in. Fuck, when G realizes I’m missing things aren’t gonna go well.”
“Tommy.” Philza started to speak but Tommy stopped him.
“No, you don’t get it. If he realizes I’m gone, he might come here and overreact and might hurt you guys.”
Tommy watched as they all glanced at each other. “Tommy, what kind of person did you end up with?” It was Techno that spoke. And before Tommy could answer his oldest brother, more purple magic swirled, though not at the summoning platform.
Tommy gave out a slight curse and Philza spread his damaged wings to protect Techno and Tubbo as someone appeared. Philza immediately recognized the signs of a Watcher, though the lack of a mask was different. “Tommy.”
“Heeeey Grian. Let me explain. No one’s at fault. I’m fine.”
“You disappeared.”
“Yep, just some people worried about me. Thought I was dead or something.”
Philza readied a weapon the moment the Watcher moved but wasn’t able to do more. Tommy was suddenly captured by the Watcher and he didn’t even try to escape which worried Phil even more.
“And you think I wouldn’t assume the same when you were suddenly gone?” The Watcher then looked down at the summoning platform and broke it. “Now let’s go home, ‘dad’ is going to be worried when he notices we’re both gone.”
“You’re not taking him anywhere Watcher.” Philza spoke, now ready to fight and not just protect. Techno also looked prepared for battle though his dad still tried to keep him back. “Tommy’s my son and he’s going to stay here.”
The Watcher looked over at Philza and the three behind him. They looked familiar. Possibly from the MCC tournaments. “Ah, so you’re the ones Tommy has mentioned. Well, even more of a reason to take him away.”
“Please, don’t take Tommy!” Tubbo managed to push past Philza. The hardcore player tried to stop them, but the teen managed to dodge his hands. “He’s my best friend. I don’t want to lose him again.”
The Watcher looked down at Tubbo, tilting his head slightly. “Tommy?”
“Yeah, he’s telling the truth. He’s big T.”
Philza managed to pull Tubbo back when he saw the Watcher’s eyes glint. “Don’t you dare try to take anyone else. I know what you Watchers do.”
The Watcher frowned. “I don’t think you do. Or you do and you deserve what’s happening to you. Based on the horror stories Tommy has told, I think it’s the latter.” Tommy tried to complain about what the Watcher said but was shushed. “Now, we can always change things, but it looks like Tubbo should be coming with me. You’ve lost your rights to children.”
Philza could do nothing as magic pulled Tubbo next to the Watcher. But he was still able to attack. It was timed just right and as the Watcher tried to leave, he was right there and it pulled him along.
Techno tried to follow along but was too late and just stood where the four now missing people had just been.
When they arrived on the other side, Grian was the only one with a graceful landing. Tommy did okay, but wasn’t used to it. Tubbo and Philza ended up completely face planting on the ground though.
“I didn’t mean to bring you along.” Grian addressed Philza. “I’ll have to take you back before-“ his communicator started ringing. “Nevermind. Hiiii X. No everything’s fine. Tommy just got vaguely kidnapped back to his old world. Yeah. Well I brought a friend of Tommy’s with me. Well they just managed to come along. Yes of course I’ll take him back. Xisuma are you actually asking me to abuse my Watcher powers?”
Before Grian could say anything more, Philza grabbed onto Tommy and Tubbo and started pulling them into the nearby jungle. He gave a shout and started to run after them, but was distracted by the call he was on and was easily tripped up.
“Phil Phil Phil Phil Phil!” Tommy repeated as he tried to pull away. “Phil c’mon we can’t just wander through the jungle! I’m sure if you just talk with Grian he won’t take you back, though X might need convincing.”
“No Tommy. That’s a Watcher. I don’t know how much it’s told you, but they’re dangerous and-”
Tommy dug his heels into the ground. “Dangerous? What? No Grian is, well he’s maybe a bit more dangerous because he’s a Watcher but he’s a pretty chill dude. He doesn’t really use his powers or anything even though he probably could.”
“And what about the other Watcher? You said it was named X?” Philza managed to tug Tommy along a bit further.
“X isn’t a Watcher, he’s an admin. Grian’s the only- look can we just go back and explain it when we’re not running?!” This time Tommy stopped harshly enough and pulled back enough that the avian lost his grip and Tommy was able to get away. He started back towards where they had come from, causing Tubbo to also pull away from Philza.
Phil attempted to grab Tubbo, but he was already running off. He tried to follow along, but ended up moving too fast and tangling himself up in vines. By the time he was free, neither of the teens were anywhere in sight and the hardcore player had to wander aimlessly in the jungle.
He was in a place with absolutely no landmarks and at this point Philza was sure he was just going in circles. The place also had enough shade that some mobs spawned, and dealing with them made him feel even more lost as the small fights left him turned around. Finally, he started going perfectly straight, ignoring any mob he saw and mining away anything in his way. There was no way he could get lost doing that.
It worked perfectly until he broke through a hill instead of going over it. Phil mined right into a cave and there was the surprised shriek of someone who seemed to be hiding there. The hardcore player’s eyes met with the screen of a computer monitor, a face displayed on it. Before he could really react to that, it moved away, making him notice it was attached to a body. It turned a corner and there was the sound of it colliding with something out of Phil’s view.
“What’s going on?”
“Someone broke in!”
Philza paused at the young voices. The first sounded like they could be around Tommy or Tubbo’s age, but the second one sounded much younger.
“Who was it? Scar? If so he probably just crashed a few too many times and needs a place to rest.”
“No! That’s the problem! I don’t know who it is!”
Philza paused, having been slowly approaching the voices. He reached the corner but didn’t look around it just yet. “Then perhaps they are dressed up. I’m sure there is a reasonable ex-” they stopped speaking as they turned the corner and saw Philza. Phil blinked upon seeing another screen faced being and it responded similarly. “Oh, I see. This really is someone new.”
The first one came around the corner and immediately clung to the second. “Who are you!” It spoke, seeming much more confident while next to its larger twin.
Philza stared at the two of them, thoughts about why they were here, what they were and what they knew ran through his head. But he did eventually answer them. “My name is Philza. What about you two?”
“My name is Grumbot and this is Jrumbot.” The taller- by their names Phil assumed they were robots -spoke. “May I ask what you are doing in here now?”
“Well, got a bit lost. Me and my family were kidnapped and brought here and I’m trying to find them again so we can go home.”
“Kidnapped?” The smaller robot asked before he lit up with an idea. “Evil X! He probably did it!”
The hardcore player gave a small sigh of relief. It seemed these two were against the Watchers in this world. “Yeah, I remember that name. Now we got split up in this jungle. There were three of us. Tommy ran off first and Tubbo went after him.”
“Wait, Tommy and Tubbee?” Jrumbot asked, now looking very confused. “But Tubbee’s here and Tommy’s with dad.”
Before Phil could ask more questions, Grumbot made a sound akin to clearing his throat. “Jrumbot, a diamond if you would? It should help us.” the hardcore player watches as a diamond was handed to the taller robot and he placed it into a slot on his monitor. “I see. You are Philza, a former king and father to a total of four sons, adopted a fifth, and have three grandsons.”
“I- wait three? Wait no how do you know this?” Philza asked, stunned, but he got no answer as Grumbot turned to Jrumbot.
“Can you call dad? I’m sure this is much more important than whatever he’s doing.”
Jrumbot nodded and pulled out a communicator. Philza wanted to move or speak but he just felt frozen. Was their information wrong? They didn’t know who he was a minute ago and suddenly they claimed to know more than he did. Or were they really right and- his thoughts were cut off as Jrumbot started to speak.
“Daaaad. Grum and me were playing and someone broke into our cave and we’ve never seen him before but Grum knows stuff about him and says you need to come here cause it’s really really really important.”
“Oh! Perfect! I’m actually looking for some new people!” Philza recognized Grian’s voice coming through the phone. It shocked him and he almost yelled at the phone but then a second voice came through it.
“What do they look like? And don’t say they’re wearing green since they both wear green. Do they look old or young, what color’s their hair, tell me stuff like that?”
“Tommy?” Philza spoke and the phone was quiet for a few seconds.
“Okay, Grian, you head there, I’ll keep looking for Tubbo.”
“Tubbee is here!” Jrumbot spoke into the phone, earning a laugh from Tommy.
“I’m sure he is, but someone else named Tubbo instead of Tubbee is lost in the jungle.”
“Oh, okay!” the small robot said happily before hanging up the phone.
Philza suddenly grabbed the two robots and pulled them towards the opening he had made. “Come on, we can’t stay here. The person you just called is the one who kidnapped us and for some reason Tommy thinks they’re safe to be around. It seems like you two think the same.”
“But he is safe.” Jrumbot said, letting himself be dragged, though he did pull away briefly to untie a lead and hold it, a bee now following behind them. “He’s our dad! And he didn’t kidnap Tommy!”
“I’m sure that’s what he wants you to think.” Phil continued to pull them along, glad at least for the lack of resistance from the two of them. “He’s a Watcher, and those are dangerous. They mess with worlds and-”
He wasn’t able to say more as Grian landed in front of him. He was surprised to see the Watcher wings looked more natural like an avian’s wings, but the rest of him looked similar enough for Phil to recognize him. “Dad!” Jrumbot pulled his arm away, leaving Phil trying to grab him again, but instead he grabbed the lead holding the bee that was being pulled along. The sudden tension made the small robot fall over.
Philza pulled Jrumbot back to him and pushed both him and Grumbot behind them, once more using his damaged wings as a shield.
“What are you doing with my kids?” Grian spoke, sounding serious.
“Protecting them from you.” Philza spat out.
“Prote- You’re the one they should be protected from. Tommy didn’t mention a lot of people he thought he could trust. And I’m sure you’re not one of those people.”
“Then he forgot or was scared to tell you.”
“No, you’re just one of the people he wanted to trust but instead hurt him so much none of us could approach him for the longest time without terrifying him.”
It looked like the two avians were going to argue more, but Jrumbot managed to sneak under one of Phil’s damaged wings and run to Grian. “Dad, he doesn’t seem that mean. He just thinks Watchers are bad or something.”
Grian glared once more at Philza before sighing and looking down at Jrumbot. “Well you’ve seen how Tommy can get sometimes. In fact, he might really need Tubbee for a bit soon.” Jrumbot frowned and crossed his arms, making Grian laugh a little bit.
“Dad, I believe there more-” Grumbot started to speak, but there was suddenly a shout from the trees nearby.
“Grian! I found Tubbo again!” Tommy emerged from the trees pulling Tubbo along. “I explained the gist of things to him and he seems okay with it.”
“Dad really this is-”
“Great. Meanwhile I caught up with the bots and this guy. He was trying to take them away from me.”
“Dad please his name-”
“What the fuck?! Phil these are his kids!”
“Da-”
“Do you want Tubbee now?”
“DAD THIS IS PHILZA MINECRAFT!” Grumbot finally had enough and turned his speech volume to its highest level. Tubbee flew around in shocked circles, Tubbo pulled themself closer to Tommy and Grian and Philza’s feathers ruffled in shock. “As I’m sure you’re aware he is also the king of the former Antarctic Empire.”
“Oh, well that changes things.” Grian said in a matter of fact tone before pulling his sword out. “Now I’m even more upset. This is what you became?!”
Philza drew a weapon of his own. “Oh, so you’ve been watching me for a while, have you?”
The three others looked at Grumbot with a range of expressions from concerned to confused. “Grum what the fuck is going on?”
The older robot just gestured to the two avians staring each other down, each waiting for the other to make a move or let their guard down. “Dad is upset at learning that this is Philza.”
“And what does that have to do with anything?” Tubbo asked, not sure how much of this was brand new and how much of this he didn’t know from not being with Tommy.
“Oh, because Grian is one of Philza’s sons.”
“G’s what?!” Tommy yelled, surprised. At the same time, Philza looked over in shock at Grumbot, having heard what was said. Grian took that as a chance to knock Philza down to the ground.
For a full minute, everything was quiet and no one, except Tubbee, moved. Then, Jrumbot seemed to process the information. “Yay! A grandpa!” And he jumped on top of Phil, easily winding him from the weight of simply being a robot.
Grian pinched the bridge of his nose. “Okay, fine. Let’s go to my mansion and talk this out. We can get X and Mumbo to come too.”
#hermit!tommy#hermit!tommy au#grian#watcher!grian#avian!grian#grumbot#jrumbot#tommyinnit#philza#tubbo#technoblade#wilbur soot#ghostbur#My writing#i'm not finishing this
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Important lore stuff from today’s Tales of the SMP : The Wild West + The In Between!
It's a Wild West episode! Featuring the good guys- John John the Bartender (Ranboo), Percy the Banker (Tubbo), Sherrif Sherman Thompson (Technoblade), Crops (Corpse), William Williamson (Bad), Ron Ronson (Fundy) and the bad guys - Mason (Sapnap), Jack Kanoff (Quackity) and Connor (ConnorEatsPants).
Karl strolls up to the bar in a quiet wild west type town and encounters John the bartender being harassed by bandits Mason, Jack and Connor. He's in the process of getting robbed again. Karl manages to kick them out but they swear to come back for revenge. The group is a formidable threat that has been terrorizing the town for some time now.
Karl makes friends with John and promises to help him get rid of the bandits.
John leads Karl around to the Church. The Priest has died though John says he'll be back in three days.
John and Karl make a plan to recruit people from around the town in their attempts to rid of the bandits.
He takes him to the bank where he meets Percy, the banker and his Banking Bee. Percy tells John that they've lost money and have been robbed. Karl promises Percy to help him if they decide to work together, to which he agrees. They then head off towards the jail.
They go inside and meet Sherriff Thompson, to ask for his help. Sherriff continues to remind them that he's a week away from retirement.
Oddly enough at the jail there is a wanted poster for Sir Billiam from the Masquerade episode. Billiam apparently was wanted for running off from the town with much of their money three months ago. It is unknown what his current state is.
As they ask the sheriff for his help they meet Crops, a cannibal in jail for his crimes (though he is let out daily). He has eaten the priest. They successfully recruit him after promising him one of the bandit's heads
They then had to the post office and meet Ron Ronson, though he says they can call him "Michael" and recruit him.
Next stop is the store. They meet the storekeeper, William Williamson. He begs the gang not to steal from him as he hasn't sold anything in 15 days. He hats the bandits because they would come into his shop, touch stuff and not buy it. William agrees to help them.
The muffin William holds has Skeppy's face on it!
The sheriff teaches them how to shoot in prep for their standoff.
G R E A T S H O T
The gang sits around a campfire, talking about how glad they are to have time together before the standoff. Suddenly, the bandits reappear! Mason and Jack threaten to kill the group in a straight line until Karl tells them it's time for a standoff.
Connor goes against the Sherriff first. He doesn't turn around in time and is killed immediately. Jack and Crops go against each other next. After some odd flirting (?), Jack says he'll see Crops in the afterlife. Crops tells him he won't. Crops shoots before ten paces are called and kills him.
John goes against Mason for the final confrontation. Karl thanks John for everything and John tells him that after this is all over, he'll do something new with his life. Unfortunately Mason kills John, who drops a shit ton of milk and anvils. The milk lore continues.
MASON VS KARL showdown! Mason shoots and misses while Karl kills him with his shot.
The group celebrates their win and make it back to Church to talk about John and his life. Crops is nowhere to be seen. Karl bids them all farewell and says he'll likely never see them again. He goes back down to the mines and says he hasn't been time traveled out yet. He says that maybe he'll live here forever if that's the case.
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TRANSITION TO THE INBETWEEN!
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Karl reads a book that talks about the In Between and how it is a place to be at ease.
The books tell him that he can tap into the In Between for the better.
He sees versions of himself walk around all over the halls and through him. They can not see him, but he can see them. They all seem to be previous timelines/versions of himself that passed through. Time always occurring at once, never in a linear line.
He learns from several books around the In Between that there will always be secrets left undiscovered because of the nature of the castle. The Castle is alive and it changes, grows and adapts along with time. It will help Karl find out the bad done to him.
He finds a book titled "?????". It tells him to look under the tree.
He finds a book titled "Main Room" that tells him that not everything needs to end in misery. It tells him that stories can be happy, and they can be miserable but one is not more important than the other. He sees the huge white tree with something at the base titled "STOP".
He opens the book, 87 pages long with "DON'T STRAY FROM THE PATH" repeated over and over and over again. He leaves the area and does not check what it could be.
Karl learns from another book that he has gotten closer to the end and it reminds tells him to not tell anyone about the In Between. It also tells him that when he returns to the present to preserve the stories, his library will look different.
"I know you don't want to lose your friends. I don't either."
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THREADS THAT HAVEN'T WRAPPED UP YET:
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Sir Billiam and his whereabouts are not known but the Wild West + Masquerade stories exist in the same timeline.
Crops disappeared at the end of the episode, though this might have been a goof.
Karl did not return to the present at the end of the episode to write/preserve the story though he has in every previous episode.
He is left in the In Between at the end of the episode.
There are two conflicting consciousness/existences of Karl that want two different things. One wants him to stray from the path, the other doesn't. What could be under that tree? Could this imply the intentions of the In Between are worse than we think?
#dream smp#dsmp#tales from the smp#tftsmp#karl jacobs#badboyhalo#quackity#tubbo#ranboo#technoblade#fundy#connoreatspants#wild west#the inbetween#sapnap#corpse#corpse husband#karl#lore#my tag
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Don’t forget to mention that...
Well I never expected this to be the first finished bit of writing I posted here. I promise I’m still writing that other one I’ve hinted at, I just want it to be perfect!! I actually wrote this back in August and was re-reading it and thought: huh its not bad so edited it a bit and here we are. (this is literally the 2nd fanfic I’ve ever written as well as g/t piece and I haven’t even finished the first so please be kind qwq) This was inspired by an artwork that @dingbatnix created! Original post here I hope you like it ❤️
cw: mcyt g/t, soft, slight panic, mention of death man I hope that’s right
word count: 2375 Disclaimer! This story is based on the characters of the Dream SMP and not the real life content creators. Anything that occurs in this story is purely fiction and should be treated as such. Thank you.
“A nap in the sun would be nice right about now.” George said as he made his way to the top of a big red toadstool. Winter was fast approaching and the time for napping in the sun would soon be over while the cold months of snow and ice overtake the world. George didn’t mind the thought of snow though. I mean, when you’re 2 inches tall, snow isn’t exactly your friend when even a light powder can have you buried and frozen alive. It was going to be tougher to find food and shelter soon too. Part of him wishes he hadn’t left the colony; that he had stayed with his own kind rather than travel the vast world. But he had lost his parents long ago and had never made any real friends back home, so what real attachment did he have in staying? So George had instead chosen a life of adventure. He’d been wandering the forest and plains for a few years now. Learning about its hidden wonders and knowledge unknown. While he wasn’t exactly born for magic, he had certainly picked up the odd spell or two. He had once befriended a size-shifting fire-born demon named Sapnap, that he had spent the winters with in the past and learnt some basic spells anyone with enough practice could use. Although he had never actually seen his friend's bigger form, he missed Sapnap dearly. He had left to go meet with an old friend of his for a while and George had decided he wanted to continue to explore. But whilst George was curious and loved discovering new things, he tended to stay away from anything larger than a bush. Or if he was being more specific; Humans. When you live in a world that’s 100x bigger than you, sentient beings 100x bigger with it are terrifying. He’d seen the destruction beings of such caliber could cause. If they wanted to, they could tear through trees with massive iron blades, light fires and cause havoc in an instant. But at worst? They’d stamp out life in a heartbeat. And while you think they may only be stories told to young children to keep them within the safety of the colony walls, George had seen it first hand. His parents had hidden him in a small grotto before leading the monsters away. And because of that, he’d never actually encountered a human in person. That was definitely something he could be grateful for. He’d only seen a little of what had happened to his parents before they had passed and he had opted to drown out the sounds of destruction rather than watch it in horror. Who knew it would be the last time he would ever see them. He missed them dearly but was thankful that in all his time traveling, he’d never seen a human and hopefully never would. Hope might have been an understatement….
George placed his little toadstool hat to the side of him as he removed his satchel from over his shoulder. He brushed over it lightly, a small smile gracing his face as he reminisced in fondness. He had fought with Sapnap over how to do smaller stitches rather than big uneven ones that left room for holes, rambling on how his attention to detail was just George being picky similar to his other friend. George then smoothed out his moss cloak to lie on and laid back onto the toadstool, resting on his back using one hand to cushion his head. His other hand fiddling idly with his light blue shirt. He adjusted his white rimmed goggles on his face with delicate care and closed his eyes as the warmth of the evening sun shone upon him. It’s ray’s practically dancing along his skin as it warmed each cell of his very being. It was nice. On rare occasions he would find himself being able to enjoy the sun like this. Too often this world was out to get him and yet somehow he would find the odd times that he could let himself drift away in bliss. Drift away…. Maybe to sleep? Yeah, that sounded nice.
George continued to keep his eyes closed and began to focus on the sounds around him. Despite his loud and rowdy personality, Sapnap had shown him how to enjoy moments like these. He missed him dearly. Perhaps their paths would cross again during the winter? It was unlikely since he could size shift and had said his friend traveled around a lot, but George was happy for him. A small part of George wished he had stayed with him. Sapnap had even offered for George to accompany him and meet his friend, always saying how he thought they would get along so well and how much he knew they would just love George. But the fact that Sapnap was a size shifter implied that his friend was also one and that scared George. He wasn’t ready for that no matter how much Sapnap insisted that they wouldn’t harm him. George shook away those thoughts for now though, because he was going to drift away. Just for a bit…
The sounds of rustling leaves in the breeze began to get fainter as George felt himself lulling off to sleep, the sun continuing to blanket him in its warmth. He was almost asleep when he suddenly felt the surface beneath him move. ‘Probably the wind’ he thought. Then it moved again. ‘Okay maybe there’s a deer nearby. That’s ok.’ And again. George opened his eyes slowly. “So close to a nap” he grumbled. The toadstool shook again. George’s mind quickly came back to reality. He could hear the steady sound of massive footsteps approaching as his world began to shake over and over. “Ok, maybe not a deer.” George said out loud as he slung his satchel back on and his hat. Whatever was coming was big and that was never good. The footsteps continued to come closer and the shaking worsened. The steps were timed and even, something that animals rarely did. Whatever this was wasn’t an animal. “Oh no.” George said as the realization dawned on him. “Please don’t be that. Oh please anything but that.”
George raced to slide off the top of the toadstool. He was practically exposed if he didn’t get off there fast enough! He managed to make it off the top and landed to the ground with a thud as the sound of tree branches parted. The sound of footsteps ceased right in front of where George was hidden beneath the toadstool. Not a single sound followed. Carefully, George peered his head around the side of the Toadstool and let out a small gasp. In front of him mere inches away was a giant boot. Starring up and up at the giant being before him was his worst nightmare. A human. The man wore a bright green hoodie, blonde hair just in view peeking out from behind a white smiley face mask that covered most of his face from view. But the most terrifying thing about this being was the black shiny purple axe he held in his hand. He’d seen weapons like that before. It was an enchanted netherite axe: one of the most dangerous weapons in existence, and it was held by a human.
“Hello? Is someone there?” It said.
George slapped himself in the face as he clasped his hands over his mouth. What a fool he was. He was trapped with the only cover being the toadstool. The next closest cover was too far away to run too without being exposed and even if he ran, the human would probably reach him within seconds. He stayed perfectly still. It felt as if he moved even slightly the toadstool would disappear and he’d be discovered. The human had yet to move. George could only imagine it was scanning the area searching for something. Someone. Him. Carefully he peered out from under the toadstool, trying to get a better idea of what the human was doing. Said human had its back turned to where George was and as predicted was scanning the area looking and listening intently. He watched as the human turned its head slowly as it scanned the area once more. As it began to get closer to looking in his direction, George ducked back out of view. His breathing picked up a little as he did so but he focused on the matter at hand. There’s no way the human saw him right? Right?!? Without warning, the toadstool was suddenly yanked up out of the ground and into the air. George shrieked, eyes wide as his only cover was ripped away leaving him completely exposed and at the mercy of the human. The human and George suddenly fell deathly still, shocked by each other’s presence. Even though the human wore a mask, George could still feel the human's eyes burning a hole through his soul. It had found him. What was he going to do now?
“Wow.” The human whispered in amazement. “Look at you.” Well George didn’t care how amazed the human sounded, his words were enough to snap him out of his frozen state and make a dash for cover. “WAIT! NO! Come back!” The human yelled as he suddenly made a move for him. George ran for the closest bush he could find. He didn’t care where he hid, anything was better than being in the open at the humans mercy. Unfortunately, he didn’t make it far before a large hand gripped itself around his body. He wasn’t held overly tight but it still felt suffocating. It was too warm, too big, too strong! All it would take is one good squeeze and the human could pop George’s head off!
George tried kicking and thrashing in the Humans hand. His arms were pinned to his body so he was limited but anything was better than nothing in hopes of getting the human to let him go. He felt gravity shift as the human lifted him up higher and higher from the ground. Sapnap had tried to take him flying on a bird once and he had not enjoyed it being up so high. Finally, the grasp loosened around George and he found himself sitting cupped in both the humans massive hands. The human still wore the mask but while he couldn’t make out the human's eyes, he now felt as if it was studying him over. Taking in every last detail of his appearance and it was terrifying. “You’re actually real.” The human said as he poked him with a finger. George hugged his legs to his chest and curled in on himself, willing himself to just disappear. “Please let me go.” He whispered out. He could feel tears pricking at the corner of his eyes. He didn’t want to meet the same gruesome fate his parents had. Maybe if he was obedient it would show him mercy? “I’ll do whatever you want, please just let me go!
“Hurt you?? Oh no, is that what you think I’m going to do?” The human said the sound of disbelief coating his voice. “I just can’t believe you’re actually real. I thought all this time he was just making you up.” George dared to open his eyes. The human still had its mask on but somehow he looked calmer, gentler. “But still, he never said just how small you were. You barely even fit in the palm of my hand.”
Now it was George’s turn to be in a state of disbelief. This human was speaking as if it knew George but couldn’t believe he existed. That someone had told him about himself. “What do you mean ‘He’ was making me up? Who on earth are you talking about??” George asked. “Oh Sapnap did. He kept going on about how he met this tiny person called George and that you used to live together.” The human replied. “He always goes on about how much we’d get along and how much I’d like you.”
Sapnap? SAPNAP?!?! This was the friend he was always talking about?!?!?! A human friend. How had Sapnap failed to mention the one most important detail that his friend was a human? Sure he’d said that his friend wouldn’t hurt him but never once had he mentioned or implied that his friend was Human. George began to fume. “I’m going to murder him first chance I get!” George yelled. “He never said you were a human! He always said the same thing to me too about how great you were and that we could be like some dumb Dream Team!” George said steaming.
“Really? I rather like the name Dream Team.” The human said, laughing a bit at the end. “Then again, I’m biased with my name literally being Dream.”
“Wait, your name is Dream???” George said as he stared up at Dream, the apparent human. “Wait he didn’t tell you my name? Oh Sapnap’s an idiot I swear.” George laughed in response. “Oh don’t I know it.” They both laughed for a bit at the dumbness of their friend. “Well it’s nice to meet you then Dream. I’m George, but I’m guessing you already knew that huh?” George said as he began to relax. Dream shifted George into his left hand as he grabbed his mask with the right and lifted his mask. A face dotted with Freckles adorned with a mischievous grin and bright green eyes looked back into his own brown and blue eyes. “Yeah I knew and man I’m gonna mess around with Sapnap for not telling you more about me when we get back.” Dream said as he turned and started to make his way out of the Forest.
And as the two trekked back to where Dream and Sapnap had set up camp, George couldn’t help but be at ease. Even though Dream was a human, he couldn’t help but feel safe in the human's grasp thanks to Sapnap and all those stories he had shared. Even if he’s never told him once that his friend was a human, he knew he could trust Sapnap and that was enough. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I actually finished a story. I never thought this day would come T-T. I really hope everyone enjoyed this it was a lot of fun to write and I’m glad I did get around to finishing it. Thank you @squishys-soft-stories for reading the draft ❤️ Stay tuned for the first fic I’ve been writing tho!!! I’m dying at not just sharing it now but its not far off being done!! I promise its going to be worth the wait! Thanks all again if you read to the end ❤️❤️❤️
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Here’s my gift to Bio Anon for the MCYT G/T gift exchange! I kinda took the second prompt and stuck it in a dryer on tumble-dry, then shook it up even more. though, I did have a lot of fun brainstorming ideas for how to use the prompt, so I hope you enjoy my little word vomit :)
(also in this au Tommy never got exiled because screw the green teletubby) word count: ~1.3k
cw: food at the beginning, some very mild fearplay, and so much swearing. So much. It was like I got possessed by Tommyinnit while writing this I’m so sorry
“What the fuck.”
Tommy had just wanted a snack.
It was 2 am and he couldn’t sleep, understandably so considering all that happened in the past few months, so he decided to get up and make himself something to eat. Nothing too heavy or time consuming, but enough effort to distract him from the thoughts that had been bothering him.
He had walked down the dark hallway to the kitchen, turning on the fluorescent lights and yawning. Stumbling over to the cabinet, he pulled out a small loaf of bread, and turned towards the fridge to get the cheese and mayo. Since he was still blinking the sleep from his eyes, it took him a few moments to register the fact that there was a tiny human watching him from the countertop.
A tiny fucking human. Standing with its hands in an open bag of peanuts. Looking as surprised and frozen as he was.
“What the fuck.” Tommy finally spoke up, and that was the cue for the tiny person to start fleeing off the counter.
Sleep gone from his mind, Tommy raced to catch the thief. It wasn’t a very hard battle, the poor thing seemed absolutely terrified. He gently pinned him down, putting as little pressure on the tiny guy as possible.
In the blink of an eye, Tommy found a sewing needle stuck in his thumb. He swore heavily, picking the needle out. He used more force this time, wrapping the escaping tiny in a fist and bringing him up to Tommy’s face.
The Tiny stopped kicking, instead he stared in horror at Tommy.
“Alright, I’m gonna give you three seconds to explain who you are and why you’re in my house stealing my food.”
The tiny pondered for a moment, but gave in after Tommy squeezed a little harder.
“AAH, don’t squeeze me like that! And I thought you’d know already, considering you humans blew our SMP to smithereens!” He spat the word ‘humans’ like a curse word.
Huh?
“Stop fucking around with me! Who are you?” He looked a little closer at the tiny….wait…..was that his shirt? And his pants?!
“Wait….you seriously don’t know?”
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After internally freaking out and a very long and painful conversation with Phil (he wasn’t really ready to see him yet, but this felt important enough to ask him about. Being the oldest living member on the server has its perks) it turns out, Phil knew what was going on!
Apparently no one bothered to tell Tommy that the myth about “tiny people” that live in the walls and start tiny governments was real. Who just leaves that out of a conversation?! What the fuck Phil?!?
To be fair, it looks like Phil was the only one who knew about these tiny people. They started springing up everywhere around the SMP, and they were always dressed like one of the server members.
Another thing that the myth conveniently forgot to mention, was that these tiny people were the complete opposite of the people they were based off of. Tommy didn’t understand what Phil meant by that, but after remembering the way Tiny Tommy acted he got it. Since Tommy was loud and brash and so, so cool, then tiny Tommy was quiet and careful and a total douchebag. Easy enough!
At one point, he had seen a tiny Tubbo lurking around Snowchester. At first he didn’t recognize him, the little guy had bright blond hair for some reason. But after he realized, he tried to strike up conversation. It was good old Tubbo after all! Except he couldn’t make it past a few sentences of conversation before he realized this was not the same Tubbo he knew.
For one thing, this Tubbo was actually normal. There was no talk of nukes, no mention of some horrific scandal he had committed, nothing! Just some pleasant conversation about the weather and gardening.
It was absolutely disgusting.
Mental note: make sure to tell Tubbo how awful his tiny double is.
Jschlatt’s tiny double was actually really nice.
When Tommy had found him, he was open and kind. Tommy had immediately assumed it was a trap, but after getting to know him, it was quite the opposite. He was kind and caring, and all around an amazing father figure.
He was fine with being lifted up and carried, so they would often be seen together, working on one of Tommy’s new carrot farms with Schlatt perched on his shoulder. Honestly, it was like having a tiny parent hovering over you, worrying over your bruises or if you’ve eaten enough.
Tommy didn’t have the heart to tell him that was the most parental attention he’s received since he can remember.
One day, while working on the garden, Tommy had asked about tiny Technoblade. He didn’t know why, maybe it was all the wanted posters of his former brother. They had started appearing a few weeks ago, and though their last interaction was shit, he was still worried.
“Oh…..Techno?” Jschlatt asked, fidgeting from Tommy’s shoulder.
He grunted, pulling a few grown carrots out of the ground. He loved his farms, but they were hard work.
“He…..oh how do I say this in a nice way….”
“Just spit it out. I’m a big man, after all. I can take it!” Tommy said, piling the dirty carrots onto a wheelbarrow and puffing his chest out dramatically.
“Well…alright I’ll just say it. He died a long, long time ago.”
“…WHAT!?”
As it turns out, Tiny Techno is not very good at surviving. Jschlatt had admitted that before he had lost his third life, he had the survival instincts of a sheet of paper.
“Yeah, one time I saw him fall off a cliff while reading his chat. It wasn’t pretty, I think I used up all my healing potions on him.” He commented as Tommy brang the hose over to wash the carrots off.
That was certainly something he’d never expected to hear. The Blade DOES die, I guess
Later that day, after tiny Schlatt had said his goodbyes to Tommy, Tubbo had come by to visit.
Tommy had expected some news about Snowchester’s government, or maybe a new cookie recipe, but he was certainly not expecting Tubbo to start screaming bloody murder.
“TOMMY, WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED?!” He yelled, pacing around his little garden.
“ALL I WANTED WAS TO FIND MY FAVORITE PEN, I DROPPED IT BEHIND MY COUCH! I GO TO PICK IT UP, AND MY HAND TOUCHES SOMETHING WARM AND HAIRY. WARM. AND. HAIRY. I LOOK AT IT, AND THERES A TINY BLOND ME SITTING ON THE FLOOR HOLDING MY PEN. WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK.”
“Woah big man, calm down!” He handed Tubbo one of his nicer-looking carrots.
“Please, calm yourself, have a carrot.”
Tubbo absentmindedly took the carrot and sat down, munching away while still yelling about how the tiny person in his walls stole his pen.
Tommy, being the absolute dickhead he is, decided to call Tubbo crazy.
”Sorry Tubs, but I think you got one too many hits to the head. Tiny people living in your walls? That’s just crazy.” He shrugged, staring at the clouds above.
Tubbo bristled. “TOMMY WHAT THE HELL, YOU THINK IM LYING?!”
”Nah, I just don’t think you’re telling the truth” he smirked.
Tommy soon found a half eaten carrot thrown at his face, and rightfully so.
(I hope you enjoyed my weird crack-take on your prompt Bio. I had a lot of ideas for the story, including a lot more characters and cool game mechanics, but I didn’t know how to incorporate it all into the fic before the deadline. Im going to be on vacation for the next couple weeks, but if I find time I’d love to edit it and flesh it out more, maybe fix the pacing make it more enjoyable. have a great day! :] )
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MHMHHHM the Borrower-to-Giant!Tubbo AU is wonderful!
This is going to be somewhat long.
Before I delve into questions, I want to make one thing clear. The difference between a borrower and a tiny is that a tiny is just generally a small tiny person whereas a borrower is small tiny person that burrows supplies and whatnot, right? (Are the two terms used interchangeably? Or is it slightly different because one is associated with camping in the walls of homes?)
Some questions for the AU: (also I'm assuming the AU is set after Dream's in prison, but before Tommy gets stuck with Dream in prison, because imagine getting resurrected and being very much hurt by any touch, and then your borrower turned giant friend yoinks you in his hand. Pain. Poor Tommy) The timeline is up to you my guy.
Since Tubbo is a borrower in this, does he still follow the same storyline in canon? Or is only some stuffcanon? (Think fighting for Lmanberg, Schlatt's right hand man, President arc etc)
Uh words, I'm thinking Tubbos backstory for this AU could go two pathways (it's up to you either how) where either Tubbo is just his canonical self but borrower, or simply a borrower that witnesses the events of the Dream SMP and mostly hangs out with Tommy and Ranboo and he tries to help them recover from thy TrAuMa. (Or a mix of the two, like he never becomes President, maybe Fundy does, and so he just clings between Tommy and Ranboo)
This relates to the above, so Tubbo hates Techno, but is it moreover because of Techno's actions to Tubbo or because of Techno's actions to others?
Also would the giant potion be timer based or would it need another potion to reverse it?
This AU is marvelous, thanks so much!
Oh gosh this is gonna take a while-
Tiny refers to anyone who is smaller then another character- in this au Tubbo would be considered a tiny until he becomes a giant then anyone who is human sized would be called tinies (or I'll probably just call them smallers) since not all of them are humans
Timeline wise I imagine this happening after Tommy's resurrection- yes I know of his trama, but also, angst-
It follows mainly the same story line as smp except again, Tubbo lives with a bigger and let's himself be carried often apart from when doing his own thing (or spying for people) (I also imagine he has some claustrophobia from Schlatt trapping him in a much more smaller box now)
He's a Borrower that is involved with canon like in canon, but apart from that he does mainly watch while hanging out with Tommy and Ranboo apart from the big Tubbo canon events-
He hates Techno more of because of Techno's actions- basically he has the same mentality as The Butcher Army still and after Techno does so many more bad things to L'manburg, and him and Tommy (mainly Tubbo and his friends is what affects his veiw of Techno) he still is against Techno and still wants to get back at the piglin for everything he did to anger The Butcher Army (since they did fail to kill Techno)- so it's more of a, he's gonna take one canon life and move on then a seething hatred- but Tubbo also doesn't know about the Syndacate or Techno's friendship with Ranboo in this... So it's terrifying for Ranboo to see Tubbo treat one of his friends as nothing more then a toy to be torchured until death
The giant potion is not time based. It'll last until someone can figure out how to make a shrinking potion- problem is Tubbo has gone a little power hungry and isn't exactly ready to give up his new size any time soon
Thank you for the ask!!!!
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