#party billiam au

[the-barefoot-hatter]

Party Billiam AU Origins!

there's so many bill-goes-back-before-things-went-bad-but-knows-everything fics, but what IF it was Ford-with-future-knowledge?

But Ford isn't a god, what can he do to stop Bill? Can't kill him, can't trap him, can't risk him running off to someone else for portal building. The only thing he can really do is- seduce the seducer first! Nudge him away from evil plots with sweaty nervous dates! He is definitely emotional-ready for this!

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

Meeting family can be very tiring sometimes

So in the Noir AU I Techno has a twin brother named Cyberknife, shortened to CK. Techno’s family is very rich and powerful and CK took upon that wealth to use it to live lavishly and freely throughout the city to basically do whatever he wants. Techno however never wanted that lifestyle and hated the amount of privilege his family lineage got him so he strayed very far away from that and became estranged with his brother, but that doesn’t stop CK from crossing paths with him.

Techno and CK’s parents died when they were very young, and so they were taken in by their uncle— Sir Billiam III to raise them instead and he introduced them to this lifestyle that can basically get you whatever you want if you throw the right amount of money.

He doesn’t show his face much in public but when he does it’s during his lavish parties where he wears a mask, and everyone knows not to disrespect him when he’s around.

[kisuminight]

So what's up with the Egg in this AU? Basically, it's part of the Entity that killed the Blood God and Aegis!Dream in the backstory.

For a slightly longer explanation: the Entity is based on a plant. And if you know anything about plants (mint, my beloathed) they can be really hard to get rid of. Not only that, but the Entity was aware that it was losing, and it split off a part of itself to go hide and re-grow. The Egg is the result of that, and it is both a "descendant" of the Entity and a "clone" of the Entity. It isn't quite the same thing as the Entity (yet. It hasn't hatched, after all), but it does have all its memories.

So how did this happen? Well, the original fight that I mentioned as part of the Karl-XD explanation was the last battle in an ongoing war, essentially. Aegis!Dream actually learned enough over the course of that war to write down information about the Entity's nature in their research journal (which c!Dream has in the present day). Unfortunately, the journal itself was lost when A!Dream was killed.

Shouldn't A!Dream have told the others what he suspected of the Entity? He did! But the fight basically ended in a mass-slaughter of the brainwashed forces of the Entity, the deaths of 2/6 of the godly participants, the extreme shock and grief from the other 2/6 participants that had been in a soul bond with the dead parties, and the last 2/6 in something of a crisis over the unneeded (unnatural) deaths caused by the Entity.

Like, the Blood God was dead. His Aegis ripped out his heart so she could keep fighting and is now having a crisis over it the moment the fight is done. A!Dream, their healer, is dead, and XD doesn't even have the shards left. A!Dream died saving DreamXD, so there's massive survivor's guilt there, too. This is the first time any god or Aegis has died, ever, and it is kind of overwhelming the Goddess of Death and her Angel. Also, the Entity absolutely used it's abilities to trigger the deaths of all the surviving brainwashed civilians it was puppetting when it wasn't their time to die yet, so there's a mess with how their domain is even functioning right now.

None of them were in any fit state to continue the fight. The fact that they were able to get rid of all the remaining bits they knew about before they all fell apart even further is something of a miracle. Should they have called for help on this? Absolutely. But the Blood God, the Goddess of Death, and the Chaos of Life are not the sort of gods with the personality to call for help, especially after they've "won."

So they miss the Egg. It grows in secret on the server (DreamXD's server) where it first invaded the universe. The Entity wasn't a natural spawn, after all. It was something Eldritch and monstrous, that corrupted the code it touched in an effort to take control. The Egg is like that, too, though it does have a bit of a camouflage. The Egg is the Egg because it is mimicking, the best it can, the code of an Ender Dragon egg.

The Egg is subtler than the Entity before it. It knows that it can't pick a fight with gods just yet. But there aren't gods here, just one, and that god doesn't even have an Aegis anymore. Still, it realizes that it needs something similar if it wants to fight on even terms. So it tries to corrupt Blades for its own.

The problem of Blades it that they are resistant to the Egg's control on their own. Corruption from the Egg can seep into them, through the Driver, but when they revert to core crystal and "lose" their data of their previous life, the corruption is purged as well. Hubert, through his Driver Billiam, is one of the first attempts at permanent Blade corruption.

c!Dream and c!Punz's initial Memory Patch creates a big glaring weak spot in this type of protection, unfortunately.

As of the main timeline of the DreamSMP, c!Skeppy and c!Badboyhalo are the most recent attempt at this. Unfortunately for them, their specific bond and Resonance is a complicating factor. They are much more tightly tied with each other than a regular Blade and Driver, and that makes them easier to influence.

The Egg is eldritch enough that it can see the ties between Blade and Driver, and it does use that to try and target the Drivers of the server when it is active. It does try and target c!Punz and c!Purpled. c!Techno and c!Philza stay out of reach until much later, so it is aware of them but can't get to them. c!Callahan's Driver is not on the server, which makes him functionally immune. c!Slime is a dormant core crystal at the moment, and has been since before the Entity, so the Egg does not know about him.

Using c!Skeppy and c!Bad, it does try to c!Dream and c!George. A large part of why c!Bad and c!Ant went to Staged Finale was to try and collect Dream's core crystal for the Egg. The Egg does not recognize Dream (or Hubert, before him) as Blades created from the shards of the Aegis Blade the Entity shattered.

The Egg is prioritizing control over the Blades on the server, so keeping Bad and Skeppy is much more important to it that c!Puffy. Its focus on the Blade-Driver pair diverted enough of its attention that she, as a regular Player, was able to escape the influence.

And all of these, plus the differences in Staged Finale, lead into why the timeline gets different and we veer away from the Stations of Canon for the rest of the plot! But in another post, because this one is getting long.

[neon-u-dumb-shxtty-child]

What did the trio do during holidays? Like, considering their dynamics in this au.

Billion only celebrated publicly, throwing a party for the rich folk he befriended

Matthew and Hubert always gave each other small gifts, like a card or a charm. It was nice

Matthew also left small gifts for Billiam, who never had to guts to admit he liked them

[mairen-marionette]

Idea for an au

High school au with the masquerade/Wild West/just all of the tales characters but specifically masquerade and Wild West

Moon and John are the same age and are inseparable, but not too popular

Soon enough though, Billiam and Hubert, who are considered part of the popular group, convince Moon to be their friend and leave John behind in a sense

They end up going to a party together, and Moon immediately leave John alone in favor of hanging out with Billiam and Hubert

So John’s just hiding out in the bathroom, alone and hurt because John and Moon had an argument before the party and now Moon’s ignoring him

Basically John has a Micheal in the Bathroom moment

But I also imagine after a few hours of being alone in the party, John ends up meeting Billiam’s brother, Sherman

Sherman isn’t exactly popular here, and he’s in the same predicament as John but has learned to deal with it. They talk and end up becoming really good friends in the span of the few hours they hung out at the party before the two decided just to leave and hang out somewhere else

I’m thinking too much about this :,)))))

They become friends and bond over their respective people more or less ditching them. John and Sherman end up hanging out a lot after that. It's nice, they're really good friends with each other.

I also like to think that John and Moon reconcile eventually, same with Sherman, Billiam, and Hubert. They all become friends with each other and bond and it's nice.

Michael In the Bathroom is such a good song by the way, like actually. I think it would suit John pretty well honestly. Good song choice there. That's all.

[samplingmoonsters]

Dreamnoblade Mafia x Masquerade x college AU ( I was writing this but then something happened so I don’t know I already asked this but yeah ) I know all of this is a lot but it’ll have a good plot if you think about it… Also hope you have a great day! =)

Thank you for the asks. I have a really hard time keeping up with all the asks so sorry if it takes a little long for me to answer! :)

I love mafia AUs. There aren't many for dnb so I would love to read more. I guess that Techno would belong to the mafia and Dream would be a college student? Maybe Dream knows a rich friend who invited him to this big party, a masquerade.

At the masquerade he would meet Techno. Dream would instantly notice the good looking man because of his long pink hair. It would be funny if Dream is really clumsy and accidentally splashed champagne on Techno's expensive suit and that's how they started a conversation. I'm sure Dream would be all awkward and apologize a thousand times to Techno, innerly panicking that the guy would force him to pay for the ruined suit. But Techno is all chill and tells Dream not to worry about it. Techno finds Dream really charming 'cause he's so different to the other stiff and superficial guests.

I'm sure that Techno wouldn't be able to forget Dream after their time spent during the masquerade (Dream feels the same) and he would start looking up info about the blonde and maybe follow him around. Techno is used to get what he wants, and now he wants Dream, so he will do anything to win over the blonde's heart!

Of course they is also the issue that Techno is a member of the mafia (maybe even a high ranking one). I guess Dream would get involved in some really dangerous stuff, maybe enemies would use Dream to get to Techno. It would give us some real good opportunity to write some overprotective Techno!

I also have to add, that Billiam x Hubert would fit even better. I mean, mafia boss Billiam?! And Hubert has his special assistant of which he's super protective about? People would think that Hubert is just the boss's little pet he plays around with when he's boring but they quickly learned they lesson after harassing Hubert in front of their boss. Veteran members always tell new recruits not to get near boss's lover but some idiots don't listen and it always ends in a bloody mess.

Basically, Hubert would be Billiam's lover/pet which he loved to show off during important meetings and stuff.

[moonlit-reveriee]

Hi there luv! Hoping you're doing good! . I'd just like to drop by n ask... do you do requests for techno au characters? Coz if so,can I request a sir billiam x reader please? Preferably she/her pronouns thank you <3

Akin to Royalty

sir billiam x fem!reader

this is my first time writing for sir billiam (and i ended up writing a lot more than i expected) so i hope you enjoy my interpretation of him!

content warning // implied NSFW, though the story itself is SFW

listen to this while you read: Hell by Olivver the Kid

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You lived in a small town in the middle of nowhere. Or, well, you used to at least. The place was dry, lonely, but the few people who lived there called it home.

Everything was peaceful and quiet, until one day a mysterious stranger rolled into town. He rode on a dark stallion, and immediately made his way towards the bank. You stood at the opposite side of the road, and briefly made eye contact with him. It was difficult to see from that distance, but you swear you saw his formal demeanor falter for just a moment.

Minutes after the man entered, there were screams emanating from the building as he jumped onto his horse’s back, sacks of money slung across his shoulder and a young child clutched in his arm. He was about kick his horse into a full gallop, but his head turned and laid eyes on you once again.

Suddenly, he was right in front of you. His arm stretched out towards you, offering an open hand for you to take.

“Come with me”, he said quickly. His eyes were locked on yours, despite the approaching sounds of the whole village coming to stop him. You weren’t sure what drove you to make the decision you did that day. Maybe it was pure impulse, or possibly even boredom. But you took his hand and allowed him to hoist you into a seated position behind him.

With a swift kick and a yell, the horse was sprinting out of town at an almost impossible speed. You wrapped your arms around the man’s torso to prevent from falling, and watched as your old home faded from view.

The sun was low in the sky when he finally came to a stop. You were in a dense forest, just on the outskirts of a clearing in the trees. Peering though the leaves, you could barely make out the shape of what appeared to be... a mansion?

“Here, let me help you down”, he said, holding his arms up to you from where he stood on the ground.

“... Tell me your name first.”

He almost scoffed at your response, “You’re the one who hopped on a horse with a complete stranger. I should be asking you the same thing.”

“You first then”, you retorted. You weren’t sure why you were being so bold with him, but he seemed amused by it.

“I am Sir Billiam”, he surrendered, “and who might you be my lady?”

“[y/n].”

“[y/n]”, he repeated as if he were tasting the word between his lips, “well, I assume you will be living here for a period of time. Allow me to show you around?”

You placed your hands on Sir Billiam’s shoulders and allowed him grab your waist as he lifted you off the horse’s back and onto the ground. A small group of what appeared to be servants had already come to meet him outside. They gathered up the sacks of money, the horse, and the child and took them inside. You, however, were lead inside by Billiam himself.

Billiam’s mansion was lavish. The largest building you had ever seen. He lead you to one of the large sleeping chambers that would become your bedroom. You were introduced to the all of the staff, and told what time each meal was served.

Billiam also explained he would like you to help out with a few tasks that needed to be done around the place. He offered you the job of primary caregiver for the child from your village, which you accepted.

That was how you spent your days going forward. You and the young boy would wander the halls of the mansion, playing games and helping him with his studies. Billiam would sometimes leave for business, but you and him would always meet for meals throughout the day. It became a comfortable routine, and multiple months had passed in the blink of an eye.

One day, you and Billiam were eating dinner alone together. The child had gone up to bed early. The two of you ate in comfortable silence, until Sir Billiam suddenly spoke up.

“I will be hosting a ball in about a week’s time. Would you like to attend?”

You were a little shocked by his offer. He had hosted a couple parties during your time here, but you had always assumed it wasn’t the place for you and stayed out of the way.

“Won’t you need me to watch the kid?”, you asked.

“I can have someone else watch him for the night”, he responded simply, “plus, I would like for you to be there.”

You carefully pondered over his words. He really wanted you to be there? You couldn’t understand why. You were just a small town girl who’d runaway from her home. What made you fit to attend a ball on the level of opulence as Sir Billiam’s?

“Can I ask you a question before I make my decision?”, you spoke up after a few moments of silence. He gave you a nod, indicating for you to continue.

“Why did you ask me to come with you? That day, in my old town...”

He paused for a second before answering, “I knew I would need someone to look after the child. Who better than someone from his hometown?”

You hummed in acknowledgment of his answer. It was a good enough reason, you supposed.

“But that’s not the only reason”, he continued, standing up from his seat. He strode across the room, coming to a stop and leaning against your side of the table. With gloved hands, he placed a finger on your chin and gently lifted it.

“You can clearly see the environment I live in.... I like to surround myself with beautiful things.”

His finger lingered on your chin before slowly pulling away. Your breath caught in your throat as he turned to leave the room, shoes clacking against the hard dining room floor.

“I already have a dress in mind for you”, he called out with his back turned as he pushed his way through the swinging double doors. They closed behind him with a resounding thud. You sat in silence, trying to collect your thoughts as a servant rushed in to clear away Billiam’s plate.

A week later, you exited your sleeping chambers wearing the fanciest dress you’d ever seen. Billiam presented it to you the moment you agreed, having his seamstresses make any adjustments you desired. It fit you perfectly, with elaborate silver jewelry to match.

The party was already underway when you entered the ballroom. There were a countless number of people gathered in the room, all dressed elaborately. You felt a little out of place, but brushed the feeling aside and scanned the room for Sir Billiam. You found him talking to a small group of people, dressed in his dark and gold formal attire.

When he glanced to the side and caught sight of you, he was halted mid conversation. As he stared at you, time seemed to slow. He raised a hand to excuse himself from the group, and began making long strides towards where you stood.

“Hello, my dear”, he said with a smile, looking down at you and drinking in your appearance. His expression was strong enough to almost make you shy away, but you stood strong and held his gaze despite the blush rising to your cheeks.

He offered up an open palm for you to place your hand upon. When you did, he leaned down and placed a kiss on the back of your palm. He lingered there with closed eyes for what seemed to be an inappropriately long time, but eventually parted and released your hand back to you.

“You look absolutely gorgeous”, he spoke almost reverently. You blushed at the way he spoke about you. He looked gorgeous as well, though you were still too embarrassed to admit that.

“I’ve never been to a party like this before”, you said, unsure of what else to say. He offered out his arm, which you took instinctually.

“You can stay by my side the whole night if you’d like”.

With that, he lead you out into the crowd, rejoining with the group he had been talking to previously. The rest of your night was spent being introduced to people by Billiam, listening in on conversation, and drinking fancy bubbling wine. Once you felt more comfortable, Billiam would occasionally leave the central ballroom with small groups of people at a time. You assumed he was giving select individuals a personal tour of his mansion.

As the party was beginning to wind down, you exited the ballroom. You just needed a moment away from the crowds. The gentle string music was muffled, but still able to heard as you walked down a nearby empty hall way. As you turned the corner, you happen to see Sir Billiam himself standing at the other end. He seemed distracted, but quickly caught sight of you and turned to walk in your direction.

“Hello my dear”, he said breathlessly once he reached you, “is everything alright?”

“Yes, I’m fine. I just wanted a moment to myself.” He nodded in understanding, clasping his hands behind his back as if he didn’t know what to do with them.

“I hope you have enjoyed yourself tonight, [y/n]”, he spoke almost nervously.

“I have”, you reassured him, “I would have left way earlier if I didn’t.”

He gave a hearty chuckle, “I am glad to hear that. Hopefully, you can attend more parties in the future. If you’d like to, of course.”

You smiled at him, “I would like that, I think.”

There was silence between the two of you. Billiam opened and closed his mouth, as if he were about to say something, but started rethinking his words midway though.

“[y/n]... I feel like doing something rather foolish”, he said quietly as he took a subtle step closer to you.

“What is it?”, you asked, taking a small step towards him as well.

Suddenly, the smooth fabric of his glove was against your cheek as he brought your lips up to his. You froze in surprise for just a moment before unconsciously melting into him, allowing him to take the lead as he kissed you. Once you started to kiss back, his other hand was placed against your lower back, drawing you even closer to him.

The two of you eventually parted, both slightly shocked and gasping for breath. He looked into your eyes, and you saw as his expression faltered for just a moment. The hand on your cheek pulled away, leaving a small spot on your face feeling.. wet?

“What is it?”, you asked as he looked at you strangely.

“N-nothing”, he said, turning his head downward to rummage through his pockets. “Must have spilt some wine on my glove”, he muttered as he pulled out a handkerchief and proceeded to gentle dab it against your cheek.

You watched as he quickly shoved the handkerchief back in his pocket, just barely able to make out a small red stain before it disappeared. At the same time, he pulled the soiled glove off with his teeth and placed it within the same pocket.

“Now”, he said, returning his half-lidded gaze back to you, “with that distraction taken care of...”

His lips were back on yours, though this time he used the force of his body to gently press your back against the wall. He kissed you so fiercely it left your head spinning. You gripped the fabric on the back of his coat in an attempt to ground yourself.

“You’re so beautiful, my love”, he spoke adoringly against your skin as his lips traveled down your jaw and onto the graceful line of your neck, “ever since I saw you in that village, I knew I wanted you here with me.”

You tilted your head back against the wall, bringing your hands up to run through his soft pink locks. He nibbled on the skin where your neck curved into your shoulder, causing you to gasp out in a way that sounded a little too sensual. The way he chuckled against your skin sent shivers down your spine.

Eventually his lips left your skin, causing you to pout ever so slightly. Suddenly, he grasped both of your hands in his and got down on one knee in front of you.

“[y/n]... please”, he looked up at you with a pleading expression, “stay with me here. I understand if you only planned to stay here temporarily, but I want you to live here with me. I’ll will provide and care for you to the best of my ability. Anything you could ever want or need, you will have. We will live akin to royalty, and you will be the queen of our domain... and of me.”

You stood in front of him, mouth slightly parted in shock. I was undeniable that you and Billiam had formed some sort of bond during the past few months. Though you weren’t sure what kind of bond it was until now. There was attraction there as well. Billiam was quite handsome, and he clearly found you to be beautiful. Beautiful enough to be picked up and taken away in the middle of a bank robbery.

The day you left your village, you weren’t sure what motivated you to do it. After thinking on it for a long time, you concluded that maybe you were seeking out some much needed excitement in your life.

And something about the way Billiam looked at you was very exciting.

“Yes, Billiam... I will be your queen.”

He was on his feet again, wrapping his arms around you and bringing his lips to yours once again. Neither of you even bothered to say goodbye to any of the guests that night. He continued to kiss you as he led you through the quiet halls of his mansion, escorting you to his bed chambers for the night.

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thank you to this anon for giving me my first ever request!

like i said earlier, i ended up writing SO MUCH more for this than i expected to, which was kinda cool. i ended up being very inspired by the storyline i came up with

anyways, i hope you enjoyed it! <3

-moonlight

[lindwyrmrelinquished]

More Worl Burn Ranbutler headcanons cause I love this au

Apollo burns the bodies of the rich because he wants the rich to burn. It’s like his signature

Also when he’s mad enough, he stomps on some of the bodies, cause he will grind them to sand beneath his Louboutin heel

He gets to be evil and maniacal, he’s like Billiam but worse

OHHHH HELL YEAH >>>:::::DDD

Also, random though, but I think WB Bu likes to tell people the exact times when they're gonna die but not elaborate any more than that. He and the Egg have the routine down to a T, party starts at THIS exact time, lights out at THIS exact time and you have ONE MINUTE to COMMIT MURDER

I just think that cause his name is Apollo, he likes to play into it a little bit

Also, sometimes he'll burn the bodies in the Egg's room during a party and just walk around, leaving dusty footprints on purpose and simply smiling and going "what do you mean?" when asked about it

He'll even turn around to check and just act like he doesn't see anything and that the person/people is/are hallucinating from stress

[thecatchat]

Had a fun idea for a TFTSMP AU.

Basically, Karl is just a normal college kid, creative writing major, trying to write a book, etc. His friendgroup is basically the normal SMP group but in college. But people he's never met before keep bumping into him and chatting with him about parties he's never been to before and stuff. It quickly becomes apparent that he has some type of doppelganger who has the same name as him.

They set up a meeting and Karl meets the other Karl, who's friend group is the Hunted Mansion gang, and they learn some distinct differences between the two, other Karl(HM!Karl) is more of a party person, very social, very good at puzzles, etc. His name is Karl Johnson

The two keep in contact and carry on with their lives. Until, that summer, someone invites Karl to go out to this reenactment town centered around the Wild West as a week trip. When they get out there and head into the salon, one of the main attractions at the town is the daily "robbery" of the salon by the two bandits, who both get thrown off when they see Quackity and Sapnap (who came along for the trip as well. Also Karlnapity for the win). Then the new sheriff actor, who's going to slowly phase out the last actor as the sheriff, comes in and also gets thrown off by Karl. They meet up after the "get away" of the bandits and exchange numbers as the "Karl doppelganger" chat is created. The actor's name is Karl Jackson. (Law!Karl)

They all think it's the end of it, until Karl's car breaks down while he's on his way to HM!Karl's party almost a year later. He heads up the closest drive way since he can't get a signal and his phone is basically dead anyway. When he stumbles into the mansion at the end of the driveway and tells them his name was Karl Jacobs and they tell him he's just in time for the party, Karl rolls with it. He's a broke college student and the glass of wine they shove in his hand is probably worth more then his car. He's not saying anything.

Sir Billiam was throwing a murder mystery party to celebrate something and he invited a rich man named Karl Jacobson. When he saw the outfit he immediately assumed that Karl had forgotten to bring a mask and had taken the "dress casual" a bit too far, so he lends him a suit and mask. A few hours later, after most of the "deaths" there is a knock at the door and when they open it another Karl stumbles through, apologizing for being so late, there was a broken down car out front and he had been busy getting a tow truck out to get it towed.

Cue confusion and relief as Karl learns of another Karl (rich!Karl) and the fact that no one actually died, it was just a party.

Just, Karl having a bunch of doppelganger Karl's and he keeps meeting them and writing stories based off of them.

What do you all think?

[dreamsmp-au-ideas]

Au idea where Techno blade is Billiams son,(I know the time wouldn't line up but who cares) he had a lot of siblings but they were fed to the egg, Techno only managed to get away with James' help(because he lives in this au) when techno got away he spent a lot of his time researching the egg, finding a way to destroy the thing that took his siblings.

Now skip forward to Smp time, Techno went full on anarchist and has lost track of the eggs location but still has his research. Now he's walking, just minding his own business when he finds a poster, about the thing he swore to destroy.

Oh that would be interesting. Plus so much lore. We get to have so much lore and angst. Now Techno would go and hate the egg more and would go and just hate the rich after that.

We Techno absolutely hating the egg and rich and also being pretty traumatized from seeing his siblings get fed to the egg. Terrifying.

And then we got James helping him escape? Perfect. We love James in here. We going to go have James noticing something is off during the Masquerade as he goes and sees this kid fidget around and looking nervous during the party.

In the end, when Karl and James sees the egg, James knew what was up and ran with Techno. Karl sacrificed himself because he knew that he wasn’t supposed to be in this timeline anyway. James told Techno to run as fast as he can and an hour later among the trees, Techno sees smoke coming from the manor’s location. A lot of smoke.

Officially, it was said that the mansion burned down and all the guests in it died. Unofficially, several murders took place and James burnt the place down as a way to try and stop the egg. Egg escapes somehow and thank god James has some Blaze Hybrid traits. 

Techno doesn’t know that though so he thinks he’s dead.

And when he finds the egg again? Man that’s going to be a shocker and he’ll just put together the pieces. Now he has two goals, the first is to take down governments, and the second is to take down the egg.

Now then I also like Sapnap so let’s say that at some point, because Blaze Hybrid traits showed up and the only living relative with that was his aunt’s ex husband. So he contacts him. They talk about it and they connect and Sapnap notices the research on the egg.

He brushes it off but after the whole Dreamon fiasco, he decides to ask more about it and that’s how he also is on the lookout for the egg.

So at some point maybe we can get Sapnap and Techno working together. Bonding time guys.

[thatnamelessbutler]

(OoC: AUs and fanfics pog. Seriously though do it do it do it do it.)

((ooc: ALRIGHT ::::)

So the first fic is Things That Sir Billiam Has Noticed About Butler, a listfic of mine that has also gotten fanart twice(and I'm still grinning like an idiot about that X) )

The second is Ranbutler Burns! the title is. pretty self-explanatory but basically they throw another party and Shit Hits The F a n

The third is Revived Ran Time! Also pretty self-explanatory! I got the idea from a fic called Resurrected Servitude, which unfortunately is being rewritten but I can wait :,) i just. couldn't get several revivebu scenes out of my head so i decided. Why not write them down! and then uh. this happened XD

ANYWAY have fun with those :3 and ask me about any more headcanons you wanna know about!! I'd be way too happy to answer :D))

[the-barefoot-hatter]

30 years ago- AGAINST ALL ODDS, before agreeing to any deal to build the portal, Ford managed to be smooth and told Bill to buy him dinner first

and the triangle went "...OH?!"

and some infinite empanadas later, some minor rips into the multiverse, you got a much more chill party-but-still-semi-feral Bil

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

I think the funniest thing with the Masquerade Arc in the dnd au is that Billiam flirts with the whole party and none of them are into it except Cala bc Cala literally loves the most bastard of men (Schlatt, Billiam, Wilbur (before she knows that’s fundy’s dad), XD) and the party immediately are just “CALA NO”

[ranvwoop]

3. What is that one scene that you’ve always wanted to write but can’t be arsed to write all of the set-up and context it would need? (consider this permission to write it and/or share it anyway)

AAAAA.

A lot. Most of my writing is just the thing I want to do and then how to get there. to name some off the top of my head.

- Butler's Arc in the DSMP FE au. He's only seen like three times, as a side character in a single chapter of Techno's prologue and maybe Once during the pre-war phase of the Actual Story. But like. I only care about him and the implications of what he's been doing since. Which is Having a Bad Time. they started as cannon fodder for the fe au .... now i love them so .... I'd also like to really like to write the part that they were originally cannon fodder for, Billiam decides it would be a good idea to contract Techno, a bit of a folk hero after freeing his village and surrounding areas from an oppressive emperor, to steal a magic artifact from some royal palace during a celebration of the birth of another kingdom's prince. For reasons absolutely unbeknownst to Techno, Phil, who Techno had a friendship very circumstantial but very meaningful when they did end up the same pace, was also attending the party/had friends in high places. Things go sour very quickly because of incompetence and spite on the side of Billiam and Butler, and Techno does soul searching on what he's actually doing with his life because being a mercenary and doing the bidding of random people is not it. And later on per loosely 3H's actual plot, there's like. side stories to deal with holders of magical artifacts and the consequences of that.

- the culmination of Fools (peerpressure) Talk About Their Feelings. I know what's going to be said. Just need to get there. I need to make them talk about their feelings. They need it.

- and then ones i actually plan on writing so I'll not share.

[link 2 ask game later]

[chirp-featherfowl]

summertime is not a good friend.

 -       Tommy is 12 when he's assigned as a right hand man to a war general.      Far too young, the world thinks. Far too immature, the world says.        It is a war for peace, but not one a child should not carry the burden of. It is a war for hope, for prosperity, for freedom, but not one a child should be the right hand man of.       The child that is the subject of discussion does not understand, nor does he disagree with his placement. It is not for a long, long, time that he realizes.  -       In a few months time, the ages of the rest have been revealed.       A friend that is 13. An enemy that is 19. An outsider that is 19. A son that is 15. A girl that is 18.       The words pass through the minds of the watchers, only fueling them to have the world they carefully spectate fall in shambles. Some say it's sadistic, that it's cruel, but no one listens. Not even they can stop themselves from seeing what comes next. -  [Discussion Board Opened!] all hail sir billiam 23 min. ago lmao these losers saying its "problematic". get off of ur skyblock island sweetie, they're fictional <3 -- 18 replies  Skye [on hiatus!] 23 min. ago  Um they're not fictional? These are reall people   - Hati 20 min. ago       Lmao yes they are. They might as well be seeing as they shouldve known            what they were signing up for  -- 4 replies  ami | MOD | 18 min. ago  hello! please get off this discussion board and delete this post. we do not   condone discourse here, try and find another site! thank you.   - all hail sir billiam 18 min. ago       um no thanks. the mods here r shit anyways, go get the owner if u wanna            talk to me -- 8 replies -       Tommy is 13 when he learns that his suffering is being watched and condoned by millions of other people. He is angry, and rightfully so.       It just so happens that his anger has fallen on deaf ears, though, as his brother, his dear brother, is trapped in delusions of his own creation.       It is too late for his brother, and it is too late for himself. - puddle ;; shay @soggy_mem0ry Stop stanning problematic world groups and go back to playing on fucking mineplex or something. This site disgusts me 456 Retweets 34 Quote Tweets 6,282 Likes

el \ DON'T PRIV QRT @el_i god the discourse on here is horrible. i'm not going to be on this site for a while. i don't like what it's becoming. 293 Retweets 2 Quote Tweets 1,497 Likes -       It has been over six months since Tommy has been without trust. He cares for his brother, he does his best for him, and he knows he loves him back, despite the situation they're in. Tommy has done his best to bring his brother back to the way he was once before, and even though they both know it won't last long, they both put on a facade for each other. -       A young boy, the age of 16, watches as another boy, only three years younger than him, loses almost all his hope. This young boy does not matter to the state of this world, and he never will, but it is the impact that makes it so important.       The boy sits near a tree on his island, giving up hope himself. -        A girl slaughters her way to victory in small matches in her area, knowing much due to her ability to find sufficient role models.       Sufficient role models that happen to be revenge-filled adults that seem to not know they're torturing children, but it doesn't matter to her. It doesn't matter to anyone, in fact. No one cares when the world hinges on the fate of 14 year-olds who shouldn't know how to handle a crossbow, but so do nonetheless. -  frog-enthusiast - Follow man. i never thought i'd be making this post, seeing as i'm one of the more popular members of the dsmpblr community, but i'm done. i won't deactivate this blog so other people can still see it, but i probably won't be posting ever again. fuck everyone who condones this shit. -       Tommy is 14 when he begins to finally lose his hope.       He hasn't yet, despite what everyone else thinks. He is still holding onto it, not for long, but he hasn't let go.       But the world seems keen on having him release his grip, and he does, eventually.       That day is not today, though, and Tommy Simons still lives. He lives in a, sadly, different and changed mindset, but is still the same Tommy Simons.       He cannot say the same for his brother. - THEORIES ABOUT THE DSMP Kadoodles 696K views - 3 days ago MCC 9 Interview - Tapl's thoughts on DSMP, HBomb94 talking about L'cast, and more! MCC Highlights 3.2M views - 5 months ago Tommy confronts Wilbur about Manberg Obli Intel 52K views - 1 day ago - TAPL: Well, I'm not surprised you've asked me this. More that I was the first one to be asked, I guess? TAPL: If I'm being honest, I don't really want to talk about it. What does on in that world is none of my business. Though, that's not the answer you want, is it, huh? TAPL: I don't like it. It gives off such a bad energy, if that's the way you want to put it. I just... don't think it should exist, really? It shouldn't be shown off. -       Tommy is 15 when he finally, finally, crumbles. Where he, the final judge, the youngest, is corrupted, is taken down to be who he finally is.       Prey. -       Various teenagers from all across the world watch as friend gets separated from friend, and foe takes over foe. It's no surprise to the people who chose this demise, but it still is a burden to carry. To be known as one of the people that sentenced a child to an early grave is something not a lot of people personally like.       They keep on watching, though. Nothing will stop them. (But it is not as if people try.)       The world might crumble there, and they will watch. The world might disappear there, and they will watch. - Replies jumpy-the-alien - frog-enthusiast I'm sad to see you go, but I totally get where you're coming from! I really hope you come back, I love your art, but don't feel pressured. vlaired-spear fuck off with the "fuck everyone" thing. you watched this shit too. you can't put down other people while still doing the same thing. flameo-hotman @vlaired-spear holy shit this is why i hate this website. suck a dick flowgastrell @vlaired-spear I know right! Its not like the ccs will see this anyway flameo-hotman @flowgastrell yeah, maybe not in a discord server, but there's still a high chance when you post it on the fucking internet - TAPL: I know I'm probably going to lose a lot of people saying this, but you asked for my opinion, and here it is. I don't want to lie about it. Especially not when fucking children are at risk. -       Tommy remains 15 for a very long time. It is not of his own volition. He is bored, and time passes slowly.       Not until his friend arrives, that is. His friend with the mask, his friend with the lies. His friend that's not his friend.       But Tommy doesn't know that. - [Discussion Board Opened!] all hail sir billiam 45 min. ago it will be a long day in hell when i give up dsmp content lmaoooo got banned from that other board the other day mods were toxic as shit might report it idk  -- 4 replies  Gertrude Supremacy 44 min. ago  :O Oh no what happened  - all hail sir billiam 44 min. ago    just the antis being toxic again lol  -- 2 replies -       Tommy remains 15 when he his abused by the one he thinks is a friend. He remains 15 during the explosions, the traps, the hitting, the fighting, the party, the-       The things a 15-year-old should not have to deal with.       He stops saying sorry for being too weak-willed. He starts saying sorry for being too disobedient. He does both, and gets punished "suitably" for both.       It is a game, and he does not know the rules. to be continued!! may make a follow up post explaining the au

[femmeharringrove]

Ok co parenting au The first time she calls billiam dad? Perhaps it’s a couple years down the line and billy tries so hard to not act like it’s a big deal but on the inside he’s cryin🥺

okay okay now i'm crying so rip to me and to the billiam 😔😔😔

but she's three and steve's actively aware he's in love with billy and billy's known this whole time but they haven't dealt with it. steve doesn't have time to get his heart broken again, he's juggling a job and a kid and it's a lot. billy's part of his little family, of course, but not in that way. billy can't want steve like that, can he? and steve, he's going through a lot, he's not looking for a lover and billy is sure he wouldn't want billy. one day steve will find a girl who loves him and niki and they'll be a happy little family and billy will continue being steve and niki's best friend and he's fine with that. or, he's not, but he has to be and so he is.

and the thing about toddlers is that they're very curious. and niki is no different. so she starts asking little questions.

"daddy?" she starts in the bath one day. steve stops rinsing her off and gives her his full attention.

"yes, cutie pie?"

"do i have a mommy?"

and steve knows kids are curious but shit, he's been hoping to avoid this conversation because he doesn't know how to explain the details of their family. but he promised himself he wouldn't lie to her outside of the important lies - you know, santa and the easter bunnies, the real important lies.

so he says, "well, not everyone has a mommy. you just got a daddy."

and much to his relief, she's okay with that for the night.

but she asks about family a lot now. about daddy's mommy and daddy, about bill's mommy and daddy, about her uncles and aunts. and she asks why steve's her daddy and not her mommy and learns all about gender, and then she asks if she has another daddy and steve's a little ashamed to say he doesn't know her other father.

he knows one day he'll tell her the full story, but it's heavy and he doesn't know how to say it, so he settles for the most watered down version he can.

they're sitting together just before bed, steve's leaning against billy and nikita is pressed between them. and billy knows it's tough on steve, and it's probably tough for nikita to have so many gaps in her biological family. he gets that, you know? been there, done that.

"but it's okay that you don't know your other daddy," he tells her softly, smoothing a hand over her head. "and it's okay you don't know your grandparents. you know why?" her face is adorable ass scrunched up in thought. nikita's nose bunches up exactly the same way steve's does and it kills billy a little.

"why?" she asks.

"because," he explains. "those people didn't care to stick around for you. even people who are related to us by blood can act like strangers. sometimes they're just bad people and we don't need them in our lives. but sometimes, we meet people in life and we get to make them our family. your aunt max isn't my sister by blood, i chose her as my sister, yeah?" nikita chews on this for a long moment, mulling over the words. and when she's done with that, she looks up at him curiously again.

"like how daddy and i chose you to be my papa?" she asks, and billy is immediately choking on tears. he sees steve, sees his eyes widen as they snap from nikita to billy, but then steve's expression softens.

"you got it, princess," he says, and billy's glad because he certainly can't speak right now. what the hell is he supposed to say to that? because it's true. steve could have asked a lot of people for help. he could have turned to robin and made everything easy, a family with a mom and a dad and four cats at that point, or maybe three still because he would have taken motley, but that's not the point. the point is that steve gave birth to a little girl and brought her home and chose billy to help him raise her. he chose billy to change her diaper and rock her to sleep and teach her to walk and talk and eat spaghetti with a fork and not her hands. he chose billy to be her father. and niki's apparently made that choice too, saw him in the same light she saw her dad.

and like, billy didn't think he'd ever have this. he was supposed to run away from hawkins after getting healed up and never look back, spend his life on his own making a living and partying and living as hard as he could until it bit him in the ass and sent him to the next life. the domestic world had never been for him, and now he's here, and he's happy.

he's a dad.

he's pretty quiet the rest of the night, trying not to cry every time he looks at his daughter, and he can't stop thinking that that's his daughter, the two men comb her hair and bathe her and help her brush her teeth and potty before tucking her in. she whispers, "night night, papa," to billy and he squeezes her extra tight in response.

and after, when he goes to get a glass of water before he turns in for the night, he finds steve in the kitchen, a kettle of water on the stove. he smiles gently and billy feels weak.

"i didn't realize, you know?" he whispers. "i didn't know you chose me to be her dad."

"i couldn't choose anyone else," steve tells him. he opens his arms and billy shuffles close, finds warmth in steve's chest and the way his arms wrap around him and the way his chin rests against the blonde curls on billy's head. "you and me were family already, blondie. niki's the most special thing in the world to me, i couldn't share her with anyone but you." billy stays close, closes his eyes.

"i don't take that lightly. really. i love her so much, steve, when she called me papa i just - i don't know, it hit me hard." he's got tears threatening to spill, and they actually do when steve has the audacity to press a kiss to his forehead. "i didn't think i could do this." steve doesn't say anything for a time, he just holds onto billy and kisses his head and rubs his back, and billy takes comfort in all of that. he takes comfort from steve, who's been his safe place for years. and he just sort of realizes in that moment that he can't fathom having this with anyone else. it's him and steve and niki, it's the cats that scream at them at ungodly hours of the morning, it's the house he knows steve wants to move out of, it's all he wants and he can't let that slip away no matter what.

so he doesn't make a grand gesture or anything. he just leans up and finds steve's lips and kisses them soft and sweet. and steve pulls him impossibly closer, holds him impossibly tighter, kisses him back like this is what he's been wanting to.

and when he wakes up in the morning to steve trying to sleep in his arms, eyes closed and ile on his face as he rests in his arms while niki sits in bed with them loudly whispering that she wants to make pancakes for papa, he knows that he could never solve his issues by running off and living the wild life. all he needs is right there within an arm's reach.