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bitches be like “im a writer” and then don’t write anything for 8 months
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"happy birthday dream!!"
summary: reader tries to make him a cake but they mess up and end up having to take dream to buy a store made cake
warnings: swearing, burned cake mention, fluff?
pairings: cc!dream x gn!reader
a/n: quick drabble??

you stood in your kitchen contemplating everything. you looked out your kitchen window, you saw that the sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. you watched as kids ran after each other in their school uniforms, and how the traffic gradually got worse as people rushed to their destinations.
you had thought that making a cake was easy. boy were you wrong- everything had gone wrong since you put the cake in the oven.. sure you knew it would be hard but you didn't know it was going to be this hard-
"fuck. why is this so fucking hard?!" you groaned looking at the other burned cakes in the bin. "am i really this bad at cooking?" you huffed, turning your phone on and looking up some bakeries. if you couldn't make your own cake then you'd buy a store made cake. you clicked order, and you put some music on your speaker while cleaning everything up.

you received a notification from your phone taking you out of your thoughts from the music you were listening to:
your cake is ready for pickup
you grabbed your keys, wallet and put them in your bag, walking out the door and to your car. as you put the key in the ignition you felt a sense of excitement, hopefully dream liked the cake that you had ordered for him..
(later)
"dreammm.. i'm home!!" you say smiling opening the front door trying to hide the cake.
"oh hi love!! what did you get?"
"oh nothing.. how was your day?"
"good good.. i might stream later though. is that okay?"
"yeah yeah!! that's fine!" you say smiling back at him.
he got worried because he usually streamed either really late at night or way too early in the morning and he had woken you up a few times. he still feels bad about it to this day >:((
"thank you darling." he said kissing your cheek before walking upstairs to your shared bedroom.

"y/n what is it? why did you drag me out of our room with a blindfold?" he groaned being distracted from editing one of his videos.
"sorry love but i have something for you." you said being careful for him not to trip over the stairs. "okay here we are!!" you say carefully taking off his blindfold.
"what is this thing you wanted to show m- WOAH"
"do you like it?"
you had put little green decorations up around your dining room and put little candles, with the cake in the middle of the table with the rest of the snacks.
"y/n.. did you- did you make this all by yourself?"
"yep!! well- i tried to bake a cake, multiple times- but it didn't work out so i ordered a specific one."
"y/n.. you didn't have to-"
"nope!! its my pretty boy's special day so i had to make everything perfect. happy birthday dream, i love you."
"i love you too y/n" he said kissing you gently.
requested by @sunniewrites
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winners pov
wait. for a FUCKING MOMENT
I WOULD LIKE TO TALK. ABOUT THIS PLEASE??

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Reblog if this sight on your blog makes you smile and you would like your followers to talk to you more.
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the best thing to hold onto in life is each other. -cc!wilbur
summary
you look back at the days where everything was better.
𝘨𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾
angst??
𝘸𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀s
swearing/cursing, a bit of angst??
a/n
this is for @romanceruinedme 100 follower event!!
prompt: the best thing to hold onto in life is each other. -cc!wilbur

the best thing to hold onto in life is each other.
you kept on telling yourself that everyday, but now it seemed to be just words. they didn't mean anything to you now. ever since you lost will, you had lost everything. all the highest and happiest moments in your life were with will, and now that he's gone, well.. there's nothing that can really get you back to yourself.
flashback:
"a walk over the fields is always just what i need at this point of night." wilbur said "it warms you up and of course the stars are amazing out here."
"you seriously love the stars!!" you said, interupting and laughing, not moving off the grass.
"are you taking the piss?" he said, smiling.
"no, no" you said. "but this is like the fifth time you've mentioned them!"
looking back at all the memories with will, you felt sad but also angry. how dare he leave you at a point where you were really struggling? he was always there for you whenever you needed anything. literally anything. he would always protect you and it honestly was kind of annoying but you soon got used to it and realised that he meant well :')
flashback 2:
“It’s pouring rain, why are you here?”
“I didn’t know where else to go.”
"well come on in!! your going to freeze to death out there for gods sake." you said pushing him in before closing the door behind you both. "you really suprise me in the weirdest possible ways."
"so? i wanted to see you, i missed you.."
"aww.. yeah i was watching your stream and how you couldn't stop babbling on about me."
quick flashbacks
“‘because you’re pretty, and you’re smart and you’re… ignoring me, so you’re obviously my type.”
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“pretty boy, with me!”
(…) “oh, I’m pretty boy?
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“wuit smiling at me, I can’t stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that.”
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“you’re an idiot.”
“but you love me.”
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“keep it. it looks good on you.”
(a few weeks later)
you went on youtube to see how your vod was doing after you posted it yesterday. your fans loved your content, especially your vods. they all felt comfortable with you.
suddenly you got a notification, you checked and saw that it said 'wilbur soot posted a video: your sister was right lyrics
right.. you forgot that you didn't turn off his notifications on his youtube channel. but you decided to click on it because you were curious.
youtube
I thought I couldn't love anymore
Turns out I can't, but not for the same reasons as before
I use everyone I ever meet
I can't find the perfect match
Abuse those I love
While I ostracize the ones who love me
Back
On the path of least resistance, I find myself salting the Earth
Every time that I miss you
I feel the way you hurt
And I don't deserve you
You deserve the world
Though it feels like we were built
From the same dirt
I hate to say it
But your sister was right
Don't trust English boys
With far too much free time
And I hate to say it
But your sister was right
I'm nothing but a problem
Leave you crying overnight
And I hate to say it
But your sister was right
I can't focus on the future only my short sight
I hate to say it
But your sister was right
I'm a wanker
Complete wanker
A fucking waste of time
'who is this about?' you thought scrolling to see the comments and maybe figure out who it might be about.
comments:
(user 1): is this about y/n?
(user 2): THIS👏🏻IS👏🏻ABOUT👏🏻Y/N👏🏻
'oh shit- is it actually about me?' you thought confused.
suddenly you got a discord notification:
wilbur 💔
hi y/n..

note: yes, i'm sorry but, i am leaving you all on a cliffhanger because i don't know what else to write. also does this even make sense-
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Someone please tell my life to get its shit together
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we have been mutuals for a month. we have had a single conversation. you know everything about me. you know nothing about me. we are besties. tumblr dot com.
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to all my irl friends who don't give a fuck about me; when i meet my tumblr mutuals, it's over for you all
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discovered dream and george on sunday and i just want to ask you all if you’re alright? in the eight years i’ve been online, i have never seen a pair like this, i survived early yt era shipping and that was wild but this? this? this is f*cking mad, folks. if two cc’s made as many jokes or comments about their own ship to the public, people would lose their minds. like i’ve been sat here three days in silence watching clips of dream saying “my future is your future” and george planning marriage “fraud” at least three times like it’s not absolute insanity,
the “i’ve known him for six years”, the “we could...kiss?”, the “i’ll win if you tell me you love me, george”, the “have you compared your best friend to any of your past bf/gf’s” followed by “n-no-no!” and george’s quiet “well..”, the “are you dating dream?” followed by george’s “he wishes”, with “me and george have no plans to date...we’re just bro’s, just homies” making toby and tommy start wheezing like they can’t breathe, “yeah i have it set up so dream’s call comes through when he needs me” george said, “i love you dream” he says before exiting, and dream just blatantly says “the only man i’m into is george”, like.
all the suggestive texts (what?) the constant confusion of their relationship from their friends (okay) the late calls that last hours (fine) the unsure reaction george has when dream says something provacative concerning their relationship (huh?) when dream stutters or falls quiet when he’s caught off guard where it concerns george (how?) the soft voice they use only for the other (i...) fans being used to dream liking ship fanart (it doesn’t surprise you anymore) no like how they’ve known each other for more than half a decade and george still doesn’t know what he looks like - and is okay with that,
the fact that dream’s always looking for george, hearing george, focused on george, to the point where he has his stream open, looking for george’s reactions, only. i don’t think you folks understand how absolutely mad this is. you’re used to it and i genuinely don’t know what’s going on here. just, i love my friends, but i know i don’t love them the same way dream loves george.
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☼ carrd ☼

about me
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requests: open
copyright © alwayssoftcore (2021)
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𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐞

• my name is sara :)
• my pronouns and she/they.
• i speak three languages: english, polish and a bit of german.
• my favourite hobbies are writing (ofc), reading and playing video games <3
•i’m a sagittarius sun, scorpio moon and rising sagittarius
• you can always come talk to me, pls don’t be afraid to<3
• i write in lowercase, don’t know why, i actually didn’t always— sorry if that bugs you.
𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐢'𝐦 𝐢𝐧:
• dream smp
• harry potter (golden trio and marauders era)
• dead poets society
• the maze runner
• percy jackson (i'm about to finish blood of olympus so no spoilers please <3)
» 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜/𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜
• one direction
• arctic monkeys
• mother mother
• the neighbourhood
• lovejoy
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me: gotta do more gotta BE more *proceeds to take a 3 hour nap*
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AA YOUR BLOGS ARE ALWAYS SO PRETTYYYYY :DDD
THANK YOU BEE !!! :DDD
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Meeting and Dating Todd Anderson
(Not my gif)
(Once again: for the sake of these headcanons let’s pretend the school is unisex)
Keep reading
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no one:
no one:
no one:
historians: they were just roommates
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☼ summary ☼
going on a roadtrip with bench trio !!
☼ 𝘨𝖾𝗇𝗋𝖾 ☼
platonic // fluff
☼ 𝘸𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀s ☼
swearing/cursing, mostly fluffy friend things <3
☼ a/n ☼
this is my first writing post on this account !! i really enjoyed writing this and i hope you enjoy reading it as much as i enjoyed writing it <3
request: roadtrip with bench trio

"TOMMY!! TOMMY!! TOM!! WAKE YOUR ASS UP!!"
"wha- what the fuck y/n?!" he groans annoyed, glancing over to his bedside table where his clock is.
7:30am
"Y/N!! IT'S 7:30 IN THE FUCKING MORNING!!"
"i know! we need to go now!"
"go where?" he says yawning and rubbing his eyes awake. "wait- why is ranboo playing minecraft at fucking 7:30?!"
"oh- he's ranboo.."
"what the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
"nevermind- get dressed and go eat breakfast, there's some pancakes for you in the kitchen.. come on!!" you yell at the blonde boy handing him some clothes for him to change into.

finally, you took to the road, only stopping to buy snacks and drinks. the way was long but you were excited. you put on a tape, and started singing and laughing. you knew it was going to be a great trip. fifteen minutes later, you were cruising on the highway.
“where are we going?” tommy asked.
“north wales.”
“that’ll take a while..”
“how about you three get some sleep?”
“pffft. i'm not even tired.”
"you sure? i mean, i did wake you all up at 7:30 in the morning. i won't judge you if you do sleep. i would too, but i'm driving so i can't-"
"-i'm not tired anymore."
you nodded and watched the scenery outside while keeping an eye on the empty road.

riding down the road, with music blasting from the radio, singing along with your friends. this is a friend trip with your friends. you have had many trips,but nothing this far from home. your friends recently graduated college and you were in your last semester of college.
"there's some botteled water at the back, if you want to drink it you can just take it.''
"thanks, but i'm not thirsty."
you passed farmers bringing produce and flowers from the fields. there were stalls selling coconuts and mangoes.
“this’ll be fun!” ranboo said, giving you all a huge smile and making the thumbs up sign on both of his hands.
“uh huh,” tommy said. “yeah, ranboo, you can stop lying to us right now. we are not going to have fun.”
ranboo frowned slightly in his disapproving way.
“now, tommy-.”
"do we have to go to north wales?"
"it'll be fun tommy!! imagine all the women you could meet there!!" you chimmed in smirking at the blonde boy.
"okay, thats true- but that's not the point!"
"go to sleep tommy." you say keeping your eyes on the road.
"but-"
"sleep. your all probably tired as fuck. go to sleep."

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