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IT IS TIME

TODAY IS THE DAY PEOPLE I HAVE RISEN FROM THE DEAD

[mcytcat]

Hi guys, i just wanted to say that i was informed on a post that made me fucking disgusted. I saw someone post a smut fic of Tommy, and i find that very upsetting. The user also plans to write smut fics for other content creators, such as Ranboo, Tubbo, Billzo, Badlinu, and Purpled. 

can we all just please stop writing smut for minors and for anyone who isn’t okay with it? 

It’s honestly very fucked up. If everyone can help out and report immentallynotokay on tumblr that would be extremely appreciated. 

- ida 

[mcytcat]

[mcytcat]

requesting anything for big Q bc I love him

ofc

also bc its valentines day (or close to that) i decided to do a v-day themed blurb/writing/idk what to call it, for you. :p

Request: yes

Warnings: none :)

Notes: anyone lonely??? yeah, I am

Valentines day.

Couples day.

Lovey-dovey romantic 24 hour time period.

Whatever you want to call it, today is that day.

February 14th and you, once more, have no one to celebrate with.

Well not no one, you have Quackity, your chaotic, beanie wearing best friend.

You had become friends with the boy in highschool and ended up going to the same law school too.

During those years every valentines day, given neither of you had dates, the two of you would hang out and watch some horrible romantic movie while eating cheap chocolate that may or may not be from the sketchy gas station down the block.

Keeping up with that 'tradition' you headed over to the beanie wearing boys house, cheap chocolate in hand.

"AYYYEEEEE mi amiga, how you doing y/n" The boy asked as he greeted you with a hug.

"Heyyy I'm pretty good, how are you Quack" You reply returning the hug.

"That's good to hear, I'm good, well come on in I found this really cheezy looking movie we haveeee to watch it" Quackity says closing the door behind as the two of you made your way to the living room.

The couch had been littered with pillows and blankets, the tv set up with, what you assumed, was the cheezy movie Quackity had picked.

"Oh before I forget, these are for you" you say handing the boy the chocolate.

"Awwwwhhh cheapp gas station chocolate all for me, your to kind"

"Yeah well had to stick to our tradition"

time skip till like mid movie cuz im lazy

Throughout the movie you had gotten tired so you rested your head on Quackity's shoulder, he then wrapped his arms around you pulling you closer to his chest.

With the mix of Quackity lightly playing with your hair, the comfy couch and bankets and pillows, as well as the backround noise of the movie still on just about guided you to sleep.

You where pulled out of the area just between sleep and not to the sound of Quackity's voice.

"your so beautiful, i'll always be here for you, at least as your friend, or maybe if i wish hard enough your boyfriend one day"

"i wish for that too" you say turning to look up at him.

"sorry I didn't- I was ju- you- um- about-" he started but was stopped mid sentence by your lips meeting his.

Your arms wrapped around his neck, his around your waist, pulling each other closer, like the two of you where two pieces of a puzzle, always meant to be together.

The kiss wasn't lustfull nor was it needy, it was simply full of love and words, like a language unknown to both of you yet being understood perfectly.

The both of you pulled away, then resting your forehead on his, he whispered a sentence that would never be forgotten.

"you mean so much to me, i like you so much, more than friends that is, would you like to be my partner?"

"I would love to Quack" you respond giving the boy another kiss before settling back into his chest, the two of you soon falling asleep, in the arms of your soulmates.

[mcytcat]

this is soo good!!!! i loved it :p

Hello :p Hope your having a good day/night. I was wondering if you could do a x !transmasc reader with punz or whoever you want where the reader is having bad dysphoria specifically in the chest area and punz calms them down? he/they pronouns possibly?

Hallo, thanks for the request!

I haven't wrote anything in a while so I might be a bit rusty, also I can totally do Punz ^^

Hope you enjoy <3

Punz comforting Transmasc!Reader

Click here before requesting, please <3

A.N: Dysphoria can be different for everybody, so I'm writing it generically

It was unfortunately one of those days

Were you just felt the uncomfortableness of your body

You barely wanted to get up from your bed, scared that any movement would make you feel the part that you didn't like the most

And even if you did ignore it and move, you didn't want to pass by any reflective surface too scared to see your reflection

Punz, who has been living with you for a while, knows that if you aren't out of your bed at this time it means that somethings going on

And upon entering your room and seeing you in a very uncomfortable position on your bed, he quickly understood what you were going through

This unfortunately happens many times, but Punz has quickly learned how to deal with it

He slowly approaches the bed and sits next to you, to make himself present to you

He'll then softly ask if you are ok

If you break down in front of him he'll caress your cheeks softly as he throws gently comforts you

I feel like he'd call you "pretty boy" cause it can sometimes make you feel better

"It's ok pretty boy, don't cry, I'm here for you"

Once you get comfortable again, and with your permission, he'll pull you into a hug and mumble about how happy he is to have such an amazing boyfriend as you

If you ever wanted to do top surgery he'd support you in any way he can. He's with you from the second you suggest the idea and is probably even happier then you are that you're finally going to get rid of that part of the body that made you sad

Many kisses after the surgery, also many praises about how proud he is of you

But even if you didn't want to do top surgery he'd still be by your side, helping you calm down when the dysphoria gets bad

I hope I wrote this well ^^

[mcytcat]

“hold me”

masterlist

c!sapnap x reader

summary- an injured sapnap stumbles into your yard- and perhaps your heart

notes- hurt/comfort, tw blood and injury

pronouns- you/yours (correct me if im wrong)

song rec- stay (slowed + reverb)

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the aroma of coffee drifted through the air, scent traveling in the light breeze that wafted through your open window. you smiled at the warm cup you held in your hands, savoring the comfortable smell. you heard a loud crash outside your door, muffed slightly by the thick wood. you hurried outside to see sapnap, who was picking a shield up off the ground. he looked at you with watery eyes, stumbling into your arms haphazardly. he could barely hold his weight, injured leg giving out. you wondered how he even made it here on two feet.

“sapnap? what are you doing here?” you asked, wrapping your arms around him.

“dream’s out of prison” he mumbled into your neck, blood dripping from a gash on his leg. the blood sank slowly into the dirt below your bare feet. you didn’t even have time to grab shoes.

“come inside, i’ll have a look at that cut” you said gently, taking his hand and leading him to your sofa.

“i’ll stain it,” he whispered, hesitating next to the couch.

“shh. sit” you hushed.

he sat, and you brought over a bucket of water and a towel, gently rinsing out the cut. warm blood soaked through your towel, and you wrapped the wound in bandages before he lost any more blood. he watched your hands as you deftly cleaned the area around the wound, checking for any breaks or sprains as you went. sapnap winced as you applied pressure to his ankle, but tried to cover it.

“does that hurt?” you asked, hand hovering over his ankle.

“no…” he trailed off, but winced again when you touched the swollen area.

“be honest,” you chided, looking into his deep blue eyes. you had always liked those eyes, like the depths of the stormy ocean or the hot fires that burned in some parts of the nether. you thought it fitting, that such fiery eyes belonged to someone with as warm a personality as his.

“okay, it does hurt,” he admitted, a grim expression on his face.

you got up, getting ice out of the chest and wrapping it in a fresh towel. you placed the towel on his swollen ankle, making sure to not apply too much pressure. you sat down next to sapnap on the couch, facing him. you took off his chestplate, feeling for any cracked ribs as you did. you took a knife out of your inventory and cut his bloodstained shirt off, cleaning a minor cut on his chest with a clean washcloth.

“hey, hey, take me to dinner first” he joked weakly, coughing.

“oh shut up and let me fix you,” you said, smiling at him.

you hadn’t seen sapnap in months, and you missed his stupid jokes and adorable smile- not that you’d ever tell him his smile was adorable.

“does dream know you’re here?” you asked, looking up from the wound you were treating. you found your eyes trailing to his lips, but you forced your vision back to his eyes.

“no, he didn’t follow me.” sapnap confirmed, gazing back at you. his gaze drifted to your lips, and you found yourself wondering if you had coffee on your upper lip. you stood, cutting off the rising tension abruptly.

“I’m going to grab some stuff from the garden for stew, okay?” you said, turning toward the door. but before you could take a step, sapnap grabbed your hand.

“wait… please stay,” he said, pleading.

“what do you need?” you asked.

“will you just… hold me? please,” he said quietly, fiddling with his fingers. you sat down, taking his hand in yours. you reached your spare arm out to him, inviting him into your embrace. he crawled halfway into your lap, burying his head into your neck. his legs rested around your hips, pinning you under sapnap’s weight. you ran your free hand through his dark hair, relaxing his already tired form. you leaned against the arm of the couch, resting your head against the pillow. sapnap had fallen asleep, finally safe in your arms.

“i love you sap” you whispered, even though you thought the raven haired boy sleeping on your chest could not hear the sentiment.

little did you know, he had indeed heard, through his sleepy stupor.

a/n- im like- very happy with how this turned out

tags- @allywritesforfun @cr3scentm0on @pixviepie

@bunarise dm me on disc u owe me for this

reblogs are appreciated!

[mcytcat]

im taking a break

so sorry everyone im needing to take a break, im going through a rough patch mentally and physically, i broke up with my s/o and im not doing great.

sorry hope you can understand

[mcytcat]

This is so good!! I'm not italian but this is exactly what it's like at Ukrainian/Polish family dinners

*kolejka agresywna babooshka wrzeszcząca*

Baking with 'boo

Hi! I'm low-key a Ranboo simp but I'm a newbie so I'm just writing a little fic about cooking with him. The reader is an Afab cosplay and gaming Youtuber who has been dating Ranboo for a year and he's finally back from the UK. So now she's teaching him how to cook.

"Hi, Guys!" Ranboo jumped at my loud intro and I dropped the arms I had thrown into the air and we both started giggling. "Ranboo's back from the UK! EEEEE" I hugged him stomping my feet quickly. Ranboo just looked tired in comparison to my over-excitement.

"Ok instead of dilly-dallying we're gonna get right into the video. Babeh? What was one of the videos you posted in the UK?"

"I made burgers." He said putting on an ashamed facade.

"You made burgers. And what was one of the things you decided was less relevant than Shane Dawson." We both started giggling.

"Seasoning."

"Yeah! Seasoning! You can't be making it look like white Americans don't season their food. So I'm going to teach you how to cook a burger, Properly."

"Ok,"

"You don't have to do the sad act anymore."

"Ok," he replied less silently.

"Anyways!" He jumped again. "Is something wrong? you keep jumping whenever I talk?"

"You're just so loud." he whined

"Well, YOU decided to date an Italian. That's' your fault, I grew up in a screaming environment, we're naturally loud."

"And have anger issues."

"Houuuh!" I gasped dramatically at him.

"We're gonna be making burgers so what do we need?" Ranboo redirected me.

"Right! we need Seasoning!" I grabbed a handful of bottles and dropped them messily on my counter. "Cheese!" I ran to my refrigerator and grabbed the cheese, slamming it on my table. "Buns!" I slapped my own ass dramatically then squatted down and grabbed a bag with burger buns. "Beef or turkey or any of your vegan substitutes. But then again I'm Italian and we don't believe in veganism" I ran back to my freezer and slammed a pack of burgers on my counter. Once I had edited everything was getting slammed onto the counter instantaneously.

"Ok! first thing we do?" I turned to look at Ranboo.

"Season?"

"No, but good. We preheat the grill. Where's my grill pan?" I got into a goblin-y squat

"I think when I did the dishes, I put it in the oven."

"Aw, I'm rubbing off on you, Italians keep our pans in the oven so we can make space for the excessive amounts of Tupperware we own. I got on all four to pull the cast iron pan from the depths of my oven and slammed it on the stovetop in front of us.

"PAN!" we yelled in sync. It took several takes for us to yell that without cracking up immediately.

"Fire!" I yelled while flicking on the stove and watching 20 blue flames grow under the pan.

"Ok, now we," I pointed both my pointer fingers at my boyfriend.

"Season?"

"Yes, we season. With?" Ranboo shuffled through the bottles I had dropped onto the counter.

"Uhh pepper," He held up the bottle to my camera doing the beauty guru thing to make it focus. "Salt," he continued on with the joke "And g-" he looked at me through his sunglasses "Garlic powder?"

"Yuh!"

"You've been feeding me garlic powder?"

"Yeah, so I can kill you and steal all your subs." We cracked up again And I started seasoning a patty. "Ok, are you watching me? Pepper first then salt then the garlic powder. And this pan should be ready so you can season above the pan." I hovered my hand over the pan.

"No don't do that!" ranboo grabbed my wrist pulling it up and away from the pan.

"I'm not-" I started wheezing "I'm not gonna burn myself. I'm just checking to make sure it's hot." he released my wrist and I plopped the burger down so the not spiced side was face up. The burger started sizzling deliciously in the pan.

"You hear that? Do you what that sound means? Happy stomach!"

"Ok, now you do it." Immediately Ranboo reached for the salt, and I swatted his hand in the direction of the pepper shaker. "Pepper first then salt, then garlic powder!"

"Ok," he started shaking some pepper and then shaking more until the patty was almost flooded with pepper.

"Woah! Jesus Christ! that's enough pepper!" I blew the small mountain off, and into the pan. "Just crack some salt and sprinkle A LITTLE garlic powder."

Ranboo twisted the right amount of salt out and then started rapidly cranking the bottle until I had to grab it out of his hands. he reached for the garlic powder and started slowly sprinkling the garlic powder then the goblin that lives in his brain told him to dump half my garlic powder onto the patty.

"No, no no Stop! there are certain impulses you don't need to act on!"

"Ok but this one I needed to." he motioned wildly with his hand mocking my Italian-ness

"Ok, but-*giggle*" There are some things that he makes fun of me for that I just think are funny. Like how my arms get all flail-y when I'm angry. I brushed off some of the seasonings and put a lid on the burger.

"Alright, I'm gonna clean up while crazy" I pointed at ranboo "Stays still." There was a jump cut and all that was on the table was the sliced cheese, buns, a plate, and the butter dish.

"You did get one thing right, in the U.S. we butter our buns." I spanked ranboo hard on his butt and he jumped. "So can you butter the buns while I flip this burger?"

"Sure." I received a spank on the ass that made me jump forward.

"Ow!" I dropped the lid then grabbed a spatula to flip the patty while gently rubbing my butt cheek to soothe it.

"Oh, that was not that bad! I've spanked you harder than that!" We both looked suggestively towards the camera. and after realizing we did the same thing started cracking up again.

"Ok, I need to put cheese on this before it burnssss." I drawled out the 's' then switched to an Australian accent "Muenstah!" I slapped a slice of cheese onto the patty. "What?" I looked at ranboo while he crossed his arms.

"MUENSTAH!" He yelled into my face making me giggle at him. I turned off the heat and put the lid back on. then I told ranboo to make it look like tons of time so we posed like we were really bored and slowly made our position weirder like me laying on top of the fridge while he head stood against the dishwasher. Only about a couple of minutes of recording went in between choosing poses and I checked on the cheese to see that it still wasn't melted. I sighed dramatically and swung my head over to look at Ranboo.

"Wanna make out?"

"Sure." He grabbed my hips and propped me up on the counter and I pinched a part of his mask and pulled it down. My body was positioned so that you could see my arm pulling it down but not revealing his face you could see me lean in to kiss him before I edited in one of those color-blocked tv screens. There was footage of me and Ranboo kissing but god knows what the internet would do with it, besides there were shot where you could see the side of Ranboos face.

When we cut back I was pulling the buns off a nonstick pan and Ranboo was unlidding the burger.

"Alright, now that our buns" We had to rehearse it but we simultaneously smacked each other's asses. He shoved a spatula under the patty and aggressively plopped the piece of meat down.

"Alright, what condiments do you want on your burger?"

"Huh? We always use con- oh! Just ketchup."

I was wearing socks so I walked and slid over the fridge to grab the bottle. I returned to the frame with a bottle of ketchup and a bottle of mustard.

"Aw yuck! you better only put that on half of the burger. You've already tainted it with garlic powder."

"I am- w- NO YOU tainted it with half the bottle, if this tastes like shit it's your fault. Ok? I'm setting the record straight that I am not responsible for any of your-" in editing, I cut it off because I have a foul mouth.

"Anyways!" Ranboo shouted, "This burger you have prepared let's taste it." He squirted some ketchup onto the burger and smooshed it down

"Dangit! I wanted to put mustard on the burger!"

"Well, I didn't!" Ranboo propped me on the counter so that only my neck and collar bones were in the frame. I could hear him take a big bite let out a hmm and swallow. He put his mask back on and tugged me off the counter and I nearly fell all the way off but he messily caught me by my left arm and my left calf.

"Ok, I'm gonna try this now." I took a bite and backed away with my arms in disbelief. "That is so good!" I yelled from quite a distance. and then ran into the frame and hopped back onto my stepstool.

"Gotta get back on my GD stepstool. Yes, stepstool because Jonathan over here is 6 foot fourteen! And both of our faces can't be in the frame at the same time so I have to get-" I stepped off the step stool and grabbed it and held it like Travis Scott. Except I was mostly out of frame but my hands waving a step stool crazily.

"They can't even see you, baby."

"Exactly!" I slammed the stool down and stood on it frustratedly "Because you're too tall!" I angrily took a bite of my hamburger then held it up for him to take a bite. There were plenty of sillies and goodies that didn't make the rest of the video. But I'll definitely be baking with 'boo more often.

[mcytcat]

POOR MANATREED

OKAY OKAY the fact that soooo many people ended up bullying a random person is really funny for some reason.

Manatreed is just a guy and everyone was like "OmG mAnatREed iS a anOGrAm fOr DreAmTeaM" and their just sitting there like '🧍' 'what'

anyhoo more stuff coming soon :p

[mcytcat]

Im trying to prove a point to my mum

Repost if school has caused:

Anxiety Depression Suicidal thoughts Social anxiety Eating disorders Self harm Stress

[mcytcat]

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! Then, send to your last ten people in your notifs! You never know who might benefit from spreading positivity!

Okay when i say this made me so happy.

anyhoo

1) my girlfriend

2) my cats

3) friends

4) boba

5) gay bacon (sour straps)

[mcytcat]

as someone who has been raised on hockey, yes.

fantastic, phenomenal, spectacular

okay i’m gonna do some rambling for a moment here because i have brainworms

okay okay just think for one moment about hockey!dsmp, okay?

think about sapnap coming off the ice after a close game and a more-than satisfying win. him coming up to you with that stupid cocky grin all “i won, right baby? now where’s my kiss?”

think about dream scoring a winning goal and throwing his arms up in the air, cheering. then he turns to the stand and searches for you, eyes wide and smile wider. waves and points to himself, disbelieving, waiting for your acknowledgement and approval.

think about sitting with quackity before a game and just hyping him up because he gets nervous okay and all he wants before a game is his number one cheerleader to help him get excited to kick some ass.

think about karl playing his heart out but getting a little jacked up - nothing crazy, just a split eyebrow - during a game. think about him sitting in the medical table in the first aid office, you standing between his legs and him whining as you help clean his wound. “y/n, it hurtssss.” and you lean up and give him a little peck on the lips and mumble “stop whining, you big baby” with all the softness in the world and watch as he lights up bright red.

just,,, god, hockey player dream smp

[mcytcat]

Can we talk abt Karl with a famous SO??? Like mf would NOT be able to shut up about them. Constantly bringing up how amazing their new project, song, art, album etc. is. Like at their concerts he’d be in the pit like cheering them alone the whole time 😭😭😭😭

Awwwh

Okay this, yes.

THIS IS SO CUTE

Request: yes

Warnings: language, horrible writing

Notes: This is really bad so sorry but enjoy!

•This bitch would not shut up

• Always either talking about your work or somehow being able to tie you to anything and everything

"Okay but have you seen the new movie y/n is in, they did so good"

or

"Omg do you know who really likes those, y/n, they always have them on set"

•What can I say he loves you and what you do

• If your an actor/actress Karl would always be with you on set following you around

• I'm pretty sure that is a job but Karl does it for free just because he loves you (if people offered to pay him he wouldn't turn it down yk)

• Okay this is kinda cringy but I can see him following you around with like a little fanny pack full of quick snacks, hairspray, bobby pins, and makeup for touch ups

• If singing/songwriting is your passion Karl would be there for you helping with lyrics

• Giving you feedback on your singing (never 'bad' feedback tho, okay maybe he's a little bias)

• At the recording studio Karl would be right by your side making sure your comfortable

• If you even slightly mentioned the fact your thirsty he would be finding the best water for you (fiji water or some shit)

• If your an artist Karl would always ask you if you needed supplies

"Hey babe do you need anymore paint?"

"No Karl I'm good you already bought me so much"

"I know I just want you to always have what your looking for"

• Would 100% have your art in his streaming room

"Oh yeah the painting y/n made it"

• No matter what you do Karl would always promote your work on stream/insta/twitter/ect

• Over all your biggest fan and no one can convince him otherwise

[mcytcat]

I NEED HONKING REQUESTS!!!!!

i need requests.

i have nothing to write.

ahaha swag.

[mcytcat]

I changed my theme also 100 followers?!?!

okay hello I am in fact not dead.

I changed my theme and I don't know if I like it or not.

Anyhoo, so sorry I haven't posted anything I kinda forgot about tumblr.

ALSO I'm at 103 followers?!!!

WHAT!!

That's so crazy, especially because I forgot about tumblr and didn't really post that much.

Should I do something special for 100 followers?

I need opinions.

[mcytcat]

THIS IS SOO CUTE OMG

a thought;;

nuzzling dream.

okay now, hear me out. it’s been a long day and by 9pm you’re struggling to keep your eyes open - one of those days. the two of you are on the couch, tv playing something random in the background. dream hums, playing with your hair as he stares absently at the screen. lets you curl into his side, rest your head against your shoulder, eyes closed, content. the arm he has curled around your shoulder squeezes you briefly, hand moving from your hair to trace shapes into your shoulder.

you sigh, moving up to press the flat of your nose against his neck, and hum, satisfied. he can feel your lips curve up against his neck.

he laughs softly, careful not to jostle you too much. “sleepy?” and you only nod, rubbing your cheek against where his neck and shoulder meet. “do you want to go to bed.”

and you mumble a meek little “no,” the noise bordering on a whine as you pull him closer. “wanna stay here, please.”

he laughs again. presses his cheek against your hair and lets himself smile. “we can stay here, honey, don’t worry.”

[mcytcat]

Happy Holidays !!

Happy holiday's everyone! No matter what you celebrate I hope you had/have an amazing time!!!!

Remember to eat something(even if it's little, you got this), drink something(get a glass of something and sip on it throughout the day), and take your meds if you have them.

Have a great holiday and remember if you need to talk my dms are open, I'm a great listener. <3