#Niki-centric fic :D

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

rain, blood, rivulets, runner, daughter, home, you

Regardless, Wilbur likes to come here a lot. It’s a pretty place, a few minutes walk from Pogtopia; it’s right in the wilderness, no buildings or houses or people around. Just grass, and dirt, and a few tiny flowers, and a lot of trees, and a big blue sky. Well, sometimes blue. Sometimes it’s kinda grey, and cloudy, and other times it cries small cold raindrops that splat into your eyes and make your clothes all damp and uncomfortable.

Wilbur doesn’t care if he gets wet, though. He’ll just come here anyway.

~~~

After several seconds of trying, Wilbur gives up, relaxing once more into this odd state of being. He realizes that his cheek hurts along with his neck, because his face is pressed firmly against this thing. It's probably stopping the blood flow right there.

AND!!!

For a moment, Wilbur's vision goes dark, and it takes several rasping breaths and hard blinks to rid it of black spots. Tommy is bleeding. There's blood on him. His eyes are closed. He's bleeding. He's completely still. He's bleeding. His eyes are closed. He's not moving. There's blood on him. There's blood on Tommy.

~~~

Nothing for rivulets!

~~~

Nothing for runner, either!

~~~

Dang. Nothing for daughter :0

~~~

After a few hours, Niki had stepped back, placed her hands on her hips, and looked around. She quite liked the place, if she was being perfectly honest. It felt cozy, similar to a home. It didn't feel like a company or an enterprise, devoid of emotion. No, it felt real. It felt personal. It felt like hers.

~~~

"You're so dramatic," Phil chokes out, chuckling.

AND!!!

"I'm fine," Wilbur assures, brushing off the hand that Phil didn't even realize had moved towards his son's chest. "I can stand on my own, Phil. You don't have to hold my hand."

~~~

Actually I’m gonna share a whole snippet from a story I genuinely forgot I’d started working on so aksvajdgsksgsh here ya go ⬇️

~~~

"Oh, mate... do you need water?" Phil glances at the table, finding a half-full glass of water just as Wilbur answers, "No."

"Are you hungry?"

Wilbur sighs again. "No. I just- Phil?"

"Yes?" Phil finds himself holding his breath.

Wilbur gazes at him for several seconds, and Phil notes with satisfaction that his eyes are no longer pink. His pupils are the usual rich-brown color that they aught to be.

Wilbur gives a slight shake of his head. "I want to go."

Phil stares. "You- go?"

"I want to get off of this couch. I want to get out of this cabin. I want to go, Phil. I want to-" Wilbur thrusts a hand forward, face twisting. "I want to go far away from this cursed land of snow, and never come back. I want to go outside."

Wilbur ends his rage-filled monologue, staring at his hands laid across his chest. His nostrils flare.

Phil watches him for a moment before dipping his head, beginning to shake with laughter.

Wilbur whips his head around to glare at him. "What?"

"You're so dramatic," Phil chokes out, chuckling.

"Wha- I've been confined in this place for weeks!"

"It's been four days, Wil."

Wilbur's eyes widen. Phil laughs harder.

"Only... only four days?" Wilbur questions, and Phil's laughter starts to subside when he hears how uncertain Wilbur sounds. "It hasn't even been a week? Only four days?"

"Yep." Phil nods. "A fever can really mess with your perception of time, can't it?"

Wilbur nods, at a loss for words. He stares back at his hands.

Phil chews on his lip. "You're feeling better, though. Right?"

"I guess."

Phil reaches forward, resting his palm on Wilbur's head. His son goes very still.

"You don't have a fever anymore. Still a little warm, but you're definitely getting better," Phil says, pulling his hand away. Wilbur relaxes instantly.

Phil feels a stab in his heart.

"Feeling- you said I'm better, right? So I can leave?"

"No."

Wilbur lets out a noise that sounds suspiciously like a whine. "But I'm better! You said so yourself, Phil! I'm doing better, see? Look, I can... I can stay at Tommy's, and he can keep on eye on me! Right?"

"No," Phil repeats, a small smile appearing on his face. "I'm not letting you leave until you've made a full recovery, Wilbur."

"But you said-"

"I said you're getting better. I never said that you were better. You still have a ways to go, mate."

Wilbur groans, letting his head fall onto his pillow in dramatic fashion. He squeezes his eyes shut. "I don't think I can survive like this much longer."

Phil chuckles, but his brow furrows with concern. "You're not going to be like this much longer. A week, at most."

"A week?" Wilbur's eyes snap open, and he cranes his head around to stare at Phil. "No. You're joking. Please tell me you're joking."

Phil opens and closes his mouth. "I mean... I'm not. You had a really bad infection, mate. You can't just heal from that overnight."

Wilbur stares for a couple seconds longer before laying his head back on his pillow, gazing up at the ceiling. He looks haunted—no. He looks scared.

Phil sighs. "It'll be okay, Wil. You'll get through this. Alright? Just trust me on that. You'll be fine."

Wilbur tries to hide it, but Phil can see how his breathing picks up; how his chest rises and falls with increasing speed; how his nostrils flare; how his eyebrows knit together in quick, barely perceptible movements.

Wilbur's starting to panic. And Phil doesn't know why. It's not like he's being held hostage or anything; he's just on bedrest. Nothing more. He's not trapped. He's not stuck. He's not-

Oh.

[agendabymooner]

of long lines and names || cl16 fic

charles leclerc x ofc (hearth sister!ofc)

Summary: Aimee Yael and Charles Leclerc are too young to have five kids under six, but those boys became the life and memories that the couple wanted to keep forever. OR a series of scenarios during Aimee’s pregnancies that Charles remembered the most.

Content warning: Pregnancies with twins/five kids, dad!Charles and the grid uncles, based on Charles’ long name, a crying Charles, mentions of Anthoine Hubert, Niki Lauda, Jules Bianchi and the Leclerc dad (nothing too graphic nor personal, mostly based on their names only), loss/grief, Toto being a d-bag for a moment, possible use of explicit language, family-centric/dad!Charles-centric content, mentions of other Hearth sisters children (Lewis Hamilton and Max Verstappen)

Note: This will be a flop but I love these fictional Hearth-Leclerc kids. I love all of their kids! In fact, I have a series of spreadsheets dedicated to the Hearth sisters, and other characters and the names of their babies. Enjoy xx

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2024 — Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu and Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé Leclerc

Aimee Yael Edmunson (Hearth) had never been stressed before. She had no reason to be. As a woman from a wealthy family — the granddaughter of Scottish billionaires and a daughter of an FIA executive — she had no reason to stress over the little things that were in the area of her control. Like her half-sisters, she had the money and intelligence to handle things well.

All except for the two little things in her womb that were continuously developing as the fourth month of her pregnancy went on. It was hard to hide it from everyone if you were to ask her. She had already spoken to her mother about carrying this amount of children in one go— Amara Louise Edmunson had only given birth to one child, and it was her. Nobody knew the struggle, but her mother had comforted her as much as she could. 

Aimee was calm despite the disaster that happened to be an unplanned pregnancy, her rational mind thinking that she shouldn’t be in some form of distress or discomfort to avoid any complications in her body. 

Her boyfriend, Charles Leclerc, thought otherwise.

When her body hit the ninth-week mark, there was already a tiny bump that someone might have seen as bloated. A natural one, no? But Charles was known to overthink things, and when he somehow got his prediction right, he had never cried so hard about having not only one— but two kids. He cried as if he was the one with the uncontrollable hormones. Aimee watched him cry empathetically, feeling grateful that she didn’t have this much anxiety that could risk her health and her babies. Still, she wondered if the tears he shredded were tears of joy or something else. 

Charles said he was happy, but at the same time, he thought of how their families would react— minus Pascale, Blanche and Amara.

When her body hit the seventeenth-week mark, they couldn’t hide it from their families any longer, hosting a dinner at their home in Monaco where Aimee did all of the cooking. Everything she made were cravings that became stronger as her first few weeks of pregnancy went on—rice, pasta and somehow a good selection of desserts and pastries that Charles ordered before the dinner. 

Welcoming each family member into the house wasn’t the most significant part of the dinner. The maternal figures of Charles and Aimee’s lives — Pascale, Amara and Blanche Ford — were on standby just in case someone decided to act differently towards the two. 

Stevie and Lewis Hamilton were clearly (too obviously) shocked at the protrusion in Aimee’s stomach but hadn’t made any comment on it for a while. They merely spoke about their daughter Lottie, who would cuddle with Roscoe whenever her little crawling body approached him. They were talking about their child, all while their eyes peered down on Aimee’s growing body. 

Sylvie and her fiancé Max Verstappen were surprised. Still, the model had managed to pass off her shock as excitement over the invitation to the couple’s new home before she tried to maneuver through the huge bump in the road— or rather, in Aimee’s body. Max tried asking Pascale and Amara about it by mouthing, “Is she actually?” only to receive a glare from them. Blanche scolded him quietly to keep it shut while she served him a drink. 

Charles dreaded inviting his brothers into his new home because they always picked their timing. When Arthur and Lorenzo Leclerc saw Aimee’s bulging figure, they immediately turned away and snorted aloud. Charles wasn’t this anxious about anything as exciting as this, but Arthur’s offhanded comment, “I’ll be attending your funeral when Toto finds out,” definitely had him recoiling. Pascale had to smack both her other children for scaring Charles off. Aimee nearly cried on the spot when Arthur made the joke, to which Charles returned to his composure and glared at his youngest brother for making her feel so shitty. 

The mentioned man and his wife were met at the front by the three maternal figures. Toto Wolff wasn’t typically this intimidated. He was usually level-headed, but how they stared at him while they welcomed the couple left him asking what was happening. Tilly seemed to sense some sort of protectiveness towards whatever it was, and when she had gotten a glimpse of it, her eyes sparkled at the sight of Charles’ hand over her little sister’s stomach. She wordlessly grinned before tugging her husband down on a seat right across the two. 

Toto couldn’t say a word if he were being truthful. The moment his eyes settled on the bulging stomach, his glare toward the Monegasque driver hardened. This was Toto’s nightmare, but it wasn’t as if he could just say that in front of the most overprotective women to have existed. So he threatened Charles wordlessly, passing words back and forth with other people while he glared at the Ferrari driver whenever he piped up. 

“So…” Toto started after finishing what seemed to be his second wine of the night. “Aimee, you’re pregnant. How long?” 

“Uh,” Aimee shifted uncomfortably, scared even to look Toto in the eyes. “Seven- seventeen weeks.”

“She’s seventeen weeks and four days—“ Charles was thrilled. He was. But the stare that Toto gave him immediately had his mouth shut as he looked back and only settled to hold his girlfriend’s hands underneath the table. “Four days,” he murmured to himself. 

“So explain how,” Lorenzo started but had given up halfway through, gesturing at Aimee’s stomach, “how has she grown this much if she’s only that much?”

“Yeah, about that,” Charles’ grin widened continuously as he announced, “We’re having twins.”

Aimee and Charles’ siblings were cheering for the couple as a series of hollering escaped their mouths. Pascale, Blanche and Amara were grinning from ear to ear while Toto… he was a man that was hard to please.

“Two?” Toto uttered, already pouring himself another glass of cabernet sauvignon. “And you two are… getting married?”

“What?” Arthur blurted out with an incredulous look, shooting in Toto’s direction. Sylvie and Stevie looked at each other, asking themselves, ‘what the fuck is he on?’ 

“Uh no,” Charles nervously laughed, but no one seemed to understand the memo when Toto glared at him as the Monegasque muttered, “but I suppose this is a wrong answer to say aloud.” 

“We’re not going to get hitched,” Aimee laughed in confusion, “why do we have to?”

“Because you’re pregnant?”

“Do we have to get married?” Aimee looked at Tilly for some help.

Tilly, sensing the discomfort from the pregnant woman, reached to pinch her husband in his side, eliciting a groan from him as she glared, “No, you don’t have to.” 

“Yeah, you don’t,” Sylvie glared at Toto. “Tils and Toto didn’t get married until Tia came along.” 

“So, you’re just going to be waiting for the fourth child to be out until you marry?” Arthur asked bluntly, leaving him to cower when Stevie, Lorenzo and Sylvie shot him a look of annoyance. “Oh mon dieu, je pose juste une question.” Oh my god, I’m just asking a question. 

Toto wasn’t sold at the thought of his youngest in-law being pregnant with another driver’s children. He’d seen Stevie get married off to his own driver, Lewis, and it still never sat right with him to witness them being married or having a family with some men. Charles could agree on the same thing, because if his hypothetical daughter was to be courted and even have a boyfriend he wasn’t sure how he would act either. 

He didn’t think that he would have the same problem with vice versa until he found out that Aimee was carrying two boys. He wondered how to prevent them from having girlfriends or boyfriends at an early age because he was certain that Aimee would just play mother of the groom on the pretend wedding that the boys would have at a young age. 

But his worries withered away when he held Hervé and Jules for the first time. He could still remember realizing how strong they were from the grip they had on his fingers. He could still remember the sight of Aimee crying after she introduced them to their father— not wanting to see Charles cry again due to the tribute that she had given to Charles’ family that passed years ago.

Perhaps it was a good idea that she did the crying this time; she deserved it after watching him have a breakdown over the little things that he didn’t need to worry about — and Charles needed to have the backbone for thinking himself as a shitty father for his unborn children. 

“What’re their names?” Esteban almost laughed after seeing Charles stare at Pierre mindlessly. It really wasn’t a good idea for Gasly to have Charles repeat the babies’ names all over again especially when the Monegasque was way too tired for his friends’ bullshit.

Mick kicked Pierre lightly with a hush, rocking the baby in his arms as he quietly asked, “Do you not listen or do you just live to piss your best friend off?”

Charles glared at Pierre, whose smile stood out as he giggled. Scoffing quietly, Charles gestured to the boy in his arm, “Jules Lorenzo Blaise Pascal Timothé.”

Then he nudged his head at Mick’s direction before he introduced the other twin, “and the boy in Mick’s hold is Hervé Louis Sebastien René Mathieu.”

“Sorry, I didn’t listen, Shal can you—“ 

“Oh my fucking god. Shut the fuck up, Pierre.”

“I’m kidding,” Pierre snorted as he quietly cackled. “What do you call them though?” 

2026 — Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc

Torger Wolff promised that he wasn’t going to squash Charles Leclerc’s head until it popped once that Hervé and Jules Leclerc were born. 

He loved his nephews after all and spoiled them as much as their Uncle Toto could. He made sure the boys had their bunk beds prepared at the Wolff home in Monaco or England just in case they came for a sleepover with his son Adelmo and his niece Lottie Hamilton — who were just about the same age as the twins. He spoiled them equally. 

But god, was he ever ready to get rid of their Da the moment he received a text from the Monegasque with the words, “She’s pregnant.” 

“Morning, Sainz, is your stupid teammate in the office?” Toto didn’t even listen to the Spanish man’s answer as he continued to make his way to Fred Vasseur’s in-site office at the Scuderia Ferrari area. “Charles Leclerc! I’ve warned you once—“

The Ferrari team principal turned to look at the entryway of his office with a scowl, crossing his arms in annoyance. Toto wasn’t even in his team’s area and he was still acting like he shouldn’t have to knock at the damn door. The man that he was addressing, however, was teary eyed when he turned to look at Toto. 

“Is this your third or fourth?” Toto asked, still glaring at the Monegasque. 

“Third,” Charles wanted to smile but the last thing he wanted to do was die in this damn motorhome. In the hands of Toto Wolff, of all people.

“And no ring?” Toto then found him holding whatever in his hand, peering down as his mouth opened slightly. 

In Charles’ hand was a gold ring, ruby sitting on top of it as he clutched on it tightly. It wasn’t just a gold ring. From what Toto had learned, it was Aimee’s grandmother’s engagement ring. 

“I was— proposing to her—“ Charles sobbed quietly, a smile now resting on his face as he begged himself not to ugly cry in front of the Mercedes team principal. “Then she said Herb and J were going to be big brothers. I was on my knees, Toto! I promise! I want to propose first but she just spewed that— oh god, I have three children now.” It didn’t even dawn on him that he was about to have three under five until he cut himself off. 

Then he was just crying hysterically in the middle of the office with Carlos barging in frantically. “What the hell, Charles?! Are you okay?” 

Toto smiled proudly at the Monegasque driver, clapping him on the back before he shrugged at Carlos Sainz and Fred. “Don’t worry about him,” Toto replied quietly to the other men, “he’s having his third child, that's all.”

Carlos and Fred were confused and scared. They weren’t sure if it was because of Charles’ breakdown on the floor of the Ferrari team principal’s office or if it was because of Toto’s calm demeanour. But regardless, if Toto said not to worry, then so be it. 

Baby Boy Leclerc was written on his little hospital bassinet. But Toto got the first glimpse of his birth certificate. 

Sacha Niki Pierre Philippe Leclerc.

Toto had no reason to be upset. He wasn’t. He was just as equally as annoyed at himself when he realized how overprotective he was when it came to Aimee - who, as of this point, had already given birth to her third baby. He had no reason to be protective especially when she was doing a damn good job at protecting her two children. Now, he had the chance to witness her protect Sacha — the boy that they named after Niki Lauda, who happened to be close to the Hearth sisters before he passed. 

Like Tilly’s second pregnancy, Aimee and Charles welcomed their son to the world with wedding bands in their fingers. Pierre almost had a stroke watching Charles boast about his wife and their third son— but the final nail in the coffin had something to do with Sacha Leclerc having Pierre as a namesake. It wasn’t everyday Pierre got to pass out over such a small thing— but to be a namesake and named the godfather of the child? Yeah, Pierre Gasly would boast about him too. 

Arriving back home was easy. However, according to the Leclerc children’s grid uncles, writing down the boy’s name into the banner (which said, “Welcome Baby Sacha Niki Pierre Phi—(with a gap) lippe”) was quite complicated. They had done a good job with the twins’ welcome banner two years ago, but according to them their handwriting got too sloppy. 

Lando groaned quietly, “Don’t give them such a long name next time. Look at Max! His name is just Max.” 

Max Verstappen reached for a balloon on the floor before hitting Lando with it, “It’s a Leclerc thing to give them six names, of course they have to have the long name.”

“Oi, don’t make fun of my name,” Charles called out from the kitchen, pouring his two boys some glasses of apple juice the toddlers babbled in protest against their Uncle Max’s response. “Even H and J aren’t happy with what you said. You’re not being kind to your own nephews the more you make fun of me.” 

Pierre chuckled, sitting next to Aimee as she fed Sacha. The Frenchman said, “I’m so convinced that those two are Charles’ minis.” 

“They are becoming more like their Da as days go on,” Aimee pulled her tank top’s strap back on and began to burp Sacha. “I’m so outnumbered as of this point.”

“Baby PJ’s going to be like his Oncle Pierre, I can tell you that much,” Pierre smugly said, reaching out to caress Sacha’s cheek as he said, “I’ll be his big mentor and I’ll make sure his Da doesn’t have much influence on him.”

“His name is Sacha, Pierre,” Aimee rolled her eyes. Pierre, from the moment he was told of Sacha’s full name, had decided that the baby’s nickname was PJ — or Pierre Junior. He hadn’t even held the baby yet when he walked in the room but he had already staked his claim and declared Sacha as a Mini Pierre. “And you said the same thing to Herb and Jules when you met them, look how they turned out. They’re so much like Charles.”

“We all have our trials and errors,” Pierre mumbled, “and you know what they say— third times a charm. Maybe PJ will be the same.”

2029 — Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval and Alain Marc Léonard Arthur Leclerc

“You have quite some swimmers,” Pierre cackled hysterically, slapping Charles in the chest as he tried to get his shit together instead of laughing at the fact that his best friend has five children under seven. He really couldn’t when he had to remind himself that Aimee had given birth to another set of twins just a day ago. 

Charles began to curse at him in French, already exasperated after the long night that Aimee had. She had a labour that lasted longer than the previous pregnancies that she went through and it annoyed her more than it made things painful. Charles’ five year olds and his three year old son were fussing about not being around their mother for longer than two minutes and were already on the way to the hospital with their Mamé Pascale and Mamma Blanche, eager to meet their little brothers. 

Pierre, Max, Lewis, and Mick were all standing in front of the glass window of the hospital nursery with Charles, eyes all trained on the twin boys that slept peacefully alongside other infants. Charles never wondered, but he was always surprised that Aimee was this strong to even give birth to five of their children— fuck that, she had given birth to five of his boys. He couldn’t even find himself to swear to his best friend when he was too busy loving the shit out of his newborn sons. His boys. 

On the men’s left was Anthoine Charles Elio Perceval, whose personality was already showing by the way his resting face wrinkles to a scowl. Pierre couldn’t afford to cry over the tribute to their friend who passed years ago that all he did was laugh at his best friend’s experiences in fatherhood. He could just cry later on, the Frenchman told himself while he continued to pester Charles about his five sons. 

Next to Anthoine’s bassinet was Alain Marc Léonard Arthur, whose soft smile had the men outside the nursery melting as he cooed softly and shifted around. Charles and the others could tell that out of the two of them, Alain would be the one to stop the Ferrari driver from ripping his hair out.

Anthoine would most likely give Charles a run for his money and raise hell with Hervé and Jules. 

Alain would be the one to be as angelic as PJ — whose nickname stuck after Pierre continued to visit the boys every other week — and his mother Aimee, whose youthful glow remained despite entering her motherhood five years ago. Aimee wasn’t that outnumbered after all.

Max scoffed next to Pierre, “You wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn’t known anything about protection.”

“I’ve had practices,” Pierre winked at Max, making the Dutchman grimace. “Just no luck yet. It’s not as if I’m shaming Charles for it.”

“Five kids are better than none,” Lewis shrugged, still looking at the twins on the other side of the window. “How you’ve done it— fuckin’ beats me— but I sure as hell am jealous.”

“Never hurts to try for one more,” Charles chuckled. “You really think Lottie and Leland would be satisfied to have each other? It doesn’t really make a good playhouse squad.”

Lewis huffed, “They’ve already got your boys, Adelmo and Max’s Millie. I don’t think Steve would appreciate having to push out one more.”

“What about you, Max?” Mick joked before nudging the Dutchman with a smirk. “Opting for one more?” 

“I’ve got a girl,” Max deadpanned, “and I’ve another one on the way. I’m not the kind to be greedy but I think Millia and Lila would make good big sisters to a little brother, don’t you think?”

“Are you two settling for the little girl’s name then?” Pierre asked. “Lila?” 

“Poor Sylvie doesn’t even have a child named after her,” Mick laughed. 

“She named our daughter Emilia,” Max defended himself, “I didn’t ask her to name the girl Emilia. She just said it’s too damn pretty.”

“Besides, Max isn’t really known for giving things good names,” Lewis teased. “Last I checked he wanted to call Emilia ‘Jane’.” 

“Fuck off, Sylvie loves Jane Austen,” Max scoffed, shoving Lewis slightly when the British man laughed. “Besides, her name would have been Blue or something.”

“All jokes aside,” Lewis paused before clapping Charles on the back. “I’m pumped to see your bunch hanging out with their cousins. It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

“Four months,” Max murmured. “It’s been four months for all of us.”

“I know,” Charles rolled his eyes. “H and Jules are looking forward to the Australian GP— they’ve been wanting to wreak havoc in the paddock since Abu Dhabi.”

“Those kids of yours need to lose that energy,” Pierre chuckled. “Have you ever taken them for a walk?” 

“I always take them out for a walk,” Charles muttered. They just have a bad habit of running away from their Da. All the freaking time.

Speaking of.

“Da!” 

“Look at those little devils go,” Pierre and the other men turned to the direction of the sound of running feet, hoisting little PJ up in his arms while the eldest Leclerc children ran towards their father, who had immediately lifted them up and pressed a kiss on their cheeks. 

“Where are they? Where are they?” Hervé and Jules tried to keep their voices down, as they were told by their Mamé before they entered the hospital— begging their dad to show them the newborn babies as he pointed through the window.

“Oncle P,” Sacha reached for his godfather’s scruffy face as he murmured, “où est Maman?” Where’s mom? 

“Elle dort comme un bébé,” She’s sleeping like a baby. Pierre whispered to the boy, now pointing to the babies as he continued, “Like your little brothers.”

“Mm? Mais il ne dort pas,” But he’s not sleeping. Sacha pointed at the baby to the right. “He’s no sleeping?”

“He looks like you, Da. Look,” Jules pointed and said in awe while grinned at his father. “And he does too!” 

“He’s like me and Jules!” Hervé exclaimed in amusement. “They look the same, Da!” 

“Yes they do,” Charles grinned, “because they’re like you two. Twins!” 

“How come I don’t have twin?” Sacha asked, slumping against his Oncle Pierre. Max and Lewis turned to the boy and offered him a soft smile. 

Mick then reached out, “It’s better that you don’t,” he joked, “you’re one of a kind, little PJ.” 

“But he won’t have any driving partner for Ferrari?” Hervé protested in annoyance. Charles laughed at this. His sons were born to be Ferrari drivers, said once by Sebastian Vettel. They were born to a Ferrari driving father and a mother who worked for McLaren. Even the amount of papaya outfit never stopped the Leclerc children from aspiring to become the Prancing Horse’s next generation of drivers. 

All but one. Sacha turned to look at his eldest brothers and said, “Me and L’land are driving for Mercedes!” 

“No! You’re driving for ‘Rari, ‘member, PJ?” 

“Mummy said I can drive for anyone,” Sacha pulled himself away from Pierre’s chest for a second to cross his arms, pouting at his eldest brothers. “I wan’ drive for ‘Cedes!” 

Lewis looked at Charles with approval all over his face, obviously cocky at the statement made by the three year old.

“You don’t want to drive for Alpine like your Oncle P?” Pierre asked, goading his godson into joining his team.

“Hm, maybe! But I wanna be like Uncle Lew and Da!” 

“Mon chou, you are like Da,” Charles grinned widely. “You and your brothers are mini Charles.” 

Seeing his sons now — the two that he held in his arms, the toddler that Pierre had on his own pair and the other two that were just born yesterday — had him thinking about the importance of their names and their existence. Charles didn’t seem to think of himself as someone so sentimental, but his life with Aimee seemed to change his viewpoint. He valued his family more than he did before. 

He didn’t care much about carrying the family name as long as he could remember where his sons’ names came from. 

If his eldest asked, he was more than willing to tell them a story about how Hervé and Jules got their names from their late grandpa and uncle. If PJ asked, then Charles and Aimee would sit him down to tell the boy about Aimee’s Uncle Niki and great grandfather Philip Hearth. And someday when his youngest grew curious, he’d tell them all about Charles’ good friend Anthoine and a French driving legend named Alain Prost. 

He’d sit them all down to let them know about the people that he and Aimee loved and how they loved to keep their memories alive through the boys. 

But for now, Charles Leclerc was quite content with nurturing his boys with his wife. He was only looking forward to caring for Aimee Leclerc and their children. Then maybe someday, the Leclerc bunch would grow to care for their mother too.

[koreanbibliophilegirl]

I suppose I should talk about possible/confirmed plan changes to my WIPs?

(Fair warning: I've mostly calmed down, but I don't want to work myself up again, so I'm gonna be writing in a normal tone. I promise I'm not ignoring or trying to make light of the whole thing! I just don't wanna talk too deeply about it. All the love and support to Shelby Shubble & all victims of abuse!!!💖)

First off, I believe characters are separate from their creators- anyone who continues to create content about c!Wilbur has my support and respect!

(I will most probably continue to consume content related to c!Wilbur as well, though I will tag him as "c!Wilbur" now, rather than "Wilbur Soot"- I've been tagging all dsmp characters only as their corresponding CC's names, mostly out of laziness. For instance, c!Tommy wasn't tagged as "c!Tommy", he was tagged as "TommyInnit". I don't want to change my whole tagging system, but c!Wilbur at least will be tagged as "c!Wilbur" from now on!)

None of my writing was RPF in the first place, it was all about the characters- but I'm not sure if I myself am ready to freely write c!Wilbur or fanfiction!Wilbur stuff yet. Maybe I never will be; idk.

So here are the changes I'll be making!

DSMP Superpower AU: c!Wilbur will stay. I was planning to include all the DSMP characters(The 'mains', at least, I'm not sure about secondary characters yet), and the notion of leaving c!Wilbur out doesn't really appeal to me. So c!Wilbur will still appear here!

Temporal Transcendence: Honestly, at first I thought TT!Wilbur would be irreplaceable, but after some thought, I was surprised to find it might just work! Karl and Niki would play bigger roles than I expected, but it could definitely work. Heck, it might even be better than the original plan! So I think Wilbur will likely be cut from TT.

Oshi No Ko but Happier AU: I'm on the fence about this one. Wilbur's character isn't CRUCIAL crucial, but he's still pretty important. The outline of the plot will look much different if he does indeed end up getting cut out. So I'm gonna mark this WIP as a solid "idk" and just work it out as I go.

Rarepair Royalty AU: I've never talked about this AU. This one is a bit funny, cuz cutting Wilbur's character out actually solves some of the problems I had with the outline! The plot will actually work out better if Secondborn Prince Wilbur didn't exist- so he's definitely cut from this one! I just need to find someone new to pair with Karl. (Probably Seapeekay; I have the currently ongoing MCYT crackship brackets to thank for the ship!)

Lucky Star: Another fic that's never been talked about- this one is my newest WIP! :D I wasn't even sure where I was going to fit Wilbur in- a character called Wilbur never even existed here. Well, he did, but I'd deleted him for plot reasons a while ago and was in the middle of trying to find another slot. (Cyberknife is Techno's dead twin in this WIP btw- he's not a replacement character for Wilbur, the twin was always going to be Cyberknife.)

Tome AU: SBI literally only serves as Tommy's rich and powerful family here- at least, up to where I've fleshed out. Wilbur's only moment in the spotlight is when he argues with Tommy over dinner, bc he doesn't like how Tommy "got stuck" raising baby Shroud with Purpled(who found Shroud in a trash can), & is caught glaring at Purpled. I'll edit him out maybe. Or leave him, he's not a major character after all. idk.

Others(Mostly Bedrock Bros-centric): Honestly, I never could figure out how to write Wilbur's character that well. So 'Wilbur' isn't too big a character in most of these. Will likely cut.

Tom and Bunnypig(Bee and Puppycat AU): You know what, I think I'm going to make this half-baked idea into a proper WIP. Wilbur never existed here either, so yeah.

CONCLUSION: The whole thing is a mess, and I'm sad and mad, as we all are, but I'm gonna stop thinking about how horrible Wilbur Soot is & focus on how brave Shelby Shubble is!

I'm intrigued at what removing a single character did to my plot outlines, and hopefully, this will open a lot of new opportunities in my writing. I'm certainly looking forward to how my writing skills will develop after this.

To everyone who's actually read through this; thank you for reading this whole thing, I know it's kinda long.😅 Have a cookie and a hug, we all need it🍪🫂 Remember to drink water & eat something! All my love💖💖

[bonesandthebees]

HII BEEE waves waves, it is so late but im awake so FHFKK no pressure to reply to all of them, i just wanted to throw a bunch out there :D

🥺🍦👀 (and specifically . Is there sandduo 🎤 FHKGKGK) 💞🤭

Also yeahh so felt, i hope ur brain brains soon !!! I am giving u my braincells 💪💪

HI ICY!! sorry I fell asleep but I'm getting to this now the next day :D

🥺 Is there a certain type of moment or common interaction between your characters that never fails to put you in your feels?

I think I mentioned this before with a similar question but any kind of name reveal/people switching to use a more personal name for someone makes me so emotional. like wilbur telling niki his name in glass, or wilbur giving phil permission to use his name in stars, or when tommy started using wilbur's name in world forgetting, etc etc I just love the kind of trust that comes with giving someone permission to use your name in worlds where names have a lot of importance put on them

🍦 answered this one in the previous ask!

👀 Tell me about an up and coming wip please!

well since we're nearing the end of glass I actually have the first chapter of my upcoming royalty au already planned out, and I'm planning on writing it on the plane ride over to amsterdam next week (I'm hoping I'll be able to publish ch 1 of the royalty au the same time I post ch 26 of glass, and then I'll do my usual thing of finishing glass before I start updating it regularly)

anyway, you're in luck icy! the royalty au is going to be very heavily sandduo focused. like if there are three main relationships in it, it's going to be sandduo, rainduo, and crimeboys

I've talked about it a bit already, but my inspo for this fic was from watching house of the dragon so it's going to have a lot of game of thrones style politics in it. phil is going to be doing a lot of scheming, wilbur is going to be doing his best to follow in his father's footsteps, the story might end up taking place over the course of several years instead of how my stories usually just take place over the course of 6-10 months (still not decided but I think that's the direction I'm going), there's going to be so much grey morality, and people will get murdered :) it's gonna be a fun ride and I'm so excited to start writing it

🤭 Do you have a favorite tag to use when posting your works?

Wilbur Soot-centric is my go to bc gonna be honest, most of that tag is actually tommy-centric fics that claim they're about wilbur too but wilbur is just reduced to a generic older brother figure. so I like to try and do my part by filling the tag with actual wilbur-centric fics

ask game!

[subzeromoron]

drop your rinniki fic reccs king

Okay so I'm not actually on ao3 very much (browser + social app time limits) but I'll indulge occasionally when I'm on my pc None of them are nsfw because I don't like smut!!! *asexual flag waves aggressively*

I put the links under the cut and I can edit it if finding them is difficult!

I will always, always, always love sickfics. I found this fic in my bookmarks (I had to read it again because I'm done and won't write notes about why I saved it) It feeds my "both Rinne and Niki are housewives" thing but I'm also pretty sure that's just cannon?? It has a teeny bit of angst but it's brief so nothing to worry about. I also think it's written by one of the artists for the daily rinniki tumblr blog?

This one is actually supposed to be HiMERU-centric but it's so tender.... And I'm such a sucker for tender rinniki augh,,, Gosh I love Crazy:B and the tags are a riot

This one is longer (hanahaki!) I don't remember it too well but its so well written... I thoroughly enjoyed it...mmm, angst... Be warned, it's hanahaki so emetophobia warning and all that. And apparently it's written by the same person who wrote the sickfic. Interesting, I hadn't noticed Another sickfic (are you sensing the pattern yet???) but Rinne's the one who's sick this time. It's so silly. I love silly gay people.

I don't have many bookmarks with the rinniki tags and a lot of them aren't rinniki heavy so I didn't include them but thanks for asking me about them :D they are silly to me and I hope you enjoy

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

DSMP FIC requests

by demonbee

Taking any fic requests for people who want to see that one particular fan fiction but can’t be bothered to write it.

(I know there��s a few floating around in this fandom still XD)

All ideas will be appreciated! Will state my boundaries/preferences in the first chapter.

Enjoy :D

Words: 188, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dream SMP

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fundy (Video Blogging RPF), Alexis | Quackity, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Dream SMP Ensemble, Sam | Awesamdude, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Jack Manifold, Niki | Nihachu, Cara | CaptainPuffy, Connor | ConnorEatsPants, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Phil Watson | Philza

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Dream SMP Ensemble & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson | Philza, Alexis | Quackity/Karl Jacobs/Sapnap, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit

Additional Tags: request fic, Dream SMP Ensemble-centric, Dream SMP Ensemble Angst, Please suggest something idk what to write, Any ideas welcome, will explain my boundaries in the first chapter, yes - Freeform

[faebriel]

❌🎉

hi hi lamb!!!! ty for the ask :D

❌ What's a trope you will never write?

okay i had to think really hard about this one bc a lot of times i say i won't write something and then i do. like oh i would never write permanent character death (does that). no i wouldn't write hurt/no comfort (i don't know why i say i wouldn't do that when half the time people judge my hurt/comfort as no comfort tee be haitch). i wouldn't write villain c!wilbur except when the narrator really dislikes him and judges him accordingly etc. and the alternative is like uhhhh gore which is like pretty standard/expectable

oh you know what i wouldn't write? high school au. i'm just not often a fan of them and i don't think i would have fun writing them either. no high school aus

🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

at least one mini essay comment /j

seriously i think i metric a fic's success very internally. a lot of my fics are written either as exploration of an idea or arguing a point and if i can reread it after a few months and i think it ticks the box it was supposed to sufficiently then i count it as a success.

this is why i always say i should like all's well that ends a little more than cause most of us are bitter than someone bc while i subjectively like c!niki and c!rainduo more than c!beeduo, i think all's well did a better job exploring "why is c!ranboo's death so sad, from a c!tubbo centric domestic perspective" than bitter did "c!niki sorry for party rocking nuke arc enabling a c!rainduo reconciliation", because i didn't include talk about the nuke between crainduo, because that would have blown it up by another 30k words, and etc etc etc etc. it didn't prove the point or make the argument or explore the idea quite as perfectly and thoroughly as it could.

bitter's still my favourite tho LMFAO. also to be honest i met so so many lovely people through bitter that i don't really care if it isn't technically my best work. it resonated with people and i am still friends with and interact with some of those people almost two years later and that is far more special than technical success to me :] (so it does come around to receiving mini essay comments in the end after all LOL)

ask game!! ✨

[cuuno-moved]

fic recs you say? (all of these are on ao3 :thumbs up:)

and the stars will call you home by mostlyfandomtrash (roseblings hurt, not set in the canon timeline but it’s fantastic and I can’t recommend it enough)

when he lands by mellointheory (ghost!boomer and egged punz, more hurt :D but it’s good hurt so you should read it)

la lune, within our bones by mellointheory (cyberpunk ppcrew! gumi and punz centric, gumi is a cyborg and both of them are very drunk)

cogs by rayvee (hermitcraft but fnaf, which sounds like it would be cringe but it’s actually a fuckin banger)

not to self promo. but. :). let the cool air in, feel the night slip in by loganprobably (rocketduo post doomsday, jack fuckin dies and niki has a breakdown on his bathroom floor)

YEAHHH BABY

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

fic ask game: 7, 23, 27? (dunno if you’ve already answered some of those Sorry)

longest completed fic you wrote this year

There’s a modern AU that I finished the first chapter of and promptly lost motivation for 😭 But the first chapter is probably 4k or 5k words!!

fics you wanted to write but didn’t

:( a lot…

I shall list them for you!

Ghostbur has a panic attack/night terror while staying at Techno’s cabin, and Techno has to calm him down. Tommy watches the whole thing and is really very scared

More chapters for that modern AU!! Very short story is that Wilbur is a foster kid (17-ish years old) along with Tommy, Niki, Tubbo, and perhaps Ranboo! Wilbur decides to run off with Tommy but ends up crashing the car he was driving, which injures Tommy greatly. The rest of the fic is extremely serious and emotional, and focuses on Wilbur’s journey :’)

I really wanted to finish the Crime Boys Modern AU, man. Been working on it for over a year and it’s NOT DONE!!! IT IS A ONE-SHOT!!! IT IS HALFWAY DONE!!! IT IS 25K WORDS!!!

Tntduo both go to this fancy event in Las Nevadas and… stuff happens 👀 Somehow this is a platonic fic but it’s borderline.

Techno and Phil give Revivebur a haircut :)

Me and a close friend came up with a little AU where Ghostbur is Christian :) We came up with lots of ideas!! I’m really wanting to write this someday :D

Modern AU, Wilbur-centric. He was raised in a religious home but recently he’s been struggling with doubts—extreme doubts. They give him intense anxiety. It’s… a heavy fic

A collection of moments involving Wilbur and his glasses. It starts when he’s a kid, then moves onto L’manburg and Pogtopia and Limbo and revival!

I have far more ideas, but these are some :)

favorite fanfic author of the year

:0

I don’t keep up with authors so much as I keep up with fics, but perhaps I’d say… monsterloot? I haven’t read all their works, but the ones I have read are astoundingly good :D

[angeloncewas]

hello! i was wondering if you have some fic recommendations? without counting the fandom classics, if you will :)

YES I DO !! My #fic rec tag is ongoing and has a bunch, but I can also point out some specifics !!

a softer world [ i ship dream smp and happiness ] by lieyuu - an AU collection of pretty everybody-sympathetic one-shots, each with a different sort of focus and a gorgeous style. I'm especially partial to you'll be someone you wouldn't understand (c!Tubbo-centric) and that's how we keep going (we make the best of things) (c!Puffychu)

the constant by diapason - fun one-shot about c!Connor; the author's got a ton of other great works too, but this one's vastly underrated so I wanted to point it out :P

banks of newfoundland by honeydowo - literally not a day goes by where I don't think about this fic - the basic premise is just that "Fundy" is short for "Newfoundland" (Wilbur's country from SMPE, if you didn't know) and its very poetic, too

we hear different sounds (than the heartless do) by akuli - little sections on the OG L'manbergians and the undercurrent of the personified voice of L'manberg itself

Chekhov's Chapel by Goldenrayofsunshine - the way this story weaves together is just so interesting - it feels a bit like a conversation you're only hearing half of, if that makes any sense - and it's Las Nevadas-centric (mainly c!Q, but the others feature)

Decalogue by WreckingHavoc - I think I've rec-ed this before, but it really is the absolute best c!Jack fic; I've never read one that speaks with his voice quite like it ("J. Manifold presents - The Ten Commandments for Being Alive")

All Roads Lead to Rome (Connecting Everything to the DSMP) by jannah (fromjannah) - this is a super-creative series where everything from MCC to the Free Trial SMP is tied back to the canon we know and love and Jannah always executes the concept perfectly

under layers of reflection by fensandmarshes - (this one's short, but I think I've read it upwards of 50 times lmao) Techno and Niki have an awkward conversation post-Doomsday and the L'mantree burning

Hopefully there's something in there that catches your eye :D

[antimony-medusa]

if you don't want anymore comments on dark sbi fic you can ignore this

my one issue with dark!sbi fics (and this is only some) is that some of the fics that ive read with the tag would be ship fics (albeit dark!ship fics) in any other fandom. (its really bad with fics that are tagged with dark!wilbur and that are c!crimeboys centric). like for some authors (some not all) their version of dark!sbi seems to be more like an dark/abusive romantic partners fic except there is no kissing (on the mouth) or like sexual contact however there is plenty of cuddling and sleeping together in the same bed and calling each other pet names that are commonly seen in romance fics...) also the amount of dark!sbi fics that are tagged with non con touching makes me uncomfortable cause like my association of that tag is not in a platonic relationship and like i understand that in the context it is in a platonic sense but.... yeah a lot dark!sbi fics don't have that issue but the amount of ones that do might ruin other sbi fics for people. it sorta like how i had one bad experience with a c!niki centric fic and have been avoiding them ever since.

Okay, diverging slightly from the question of RPF specifically:

I think that's a fair take! I'm definitely not arguing that everyone should be religiously reading or even pleased about everything going on in the Dark SBI tag. We all hit our limits on "eh I would rather not" at different levels, and that is super impacted by personal history, personal reading history, cultural stuff, etc. I personally am not very touchy, so I have had to get used to a way higher level of physical affection than I would normally use, just reading perfectly platonic non-dark benchtrio stuff, much less venturing into stuff that's supposed to be unsettling/unjust. And just like, dark themes are also impacted by all of that and are not for everyone. So you going "not for me to read or to write" is very fair.

I think as an aro/ace person I'm very used to physical and verbal intimacy being read as romantic/sexual when that is not necessarily intended, so my weary reaction to that is I do tend to default to believing the stated intent of the people involved, even if it would be too far for me personally. I am not saying that anyone has to follow me in that, but my experience has been that affection is so intensely impacted by culture and personality that I do a lot of "i wouldn't do that but you do you". And like I said, I'm not very touchy, so there's a lot of "I wouldn't do that but good for you I guess". :D

I think there is definitely an argument to be made for "if you pull this out of context what would it look like," being a line we should stop before, like you saying that if you ran across it in any other fandom you'd think it was romantic, but I'm also very aware that you can selectively pull specific moments and make them look basically any way you want (y'know, like what headlines do). I have definitely seen pull quotes circulating that are missing important context positioning the situation as non-romantic, or the rest of the conversation or tags emphasizing that what we're discussing is being discussed as a bad thing. So that's a tool I use to determine if I think something has gone too far, but not a hard and fast rule.

Anyways, kinda returning to RPF as a question, I'm just curious about why we get people arguing for fandom-wide bans on physical affection or posessive behaviour because that's too far, but not physical abuse, or emotional abuse, or racial (hybrid) bigotry, as long as it's coming from specific characters. As those are also pretty big major trigger points that might make someone go "not for me to read or to write", but I very rarely see someone who isn't a beleagured Dream fan ask for that to stop.

And to be clear, my stance on all of this has been, because of the character-not-cc rule, write whatever you like as long as the CC's haven't directly asked you to not do that and as long as it's tagged so people can avoid it. If you don't want to stumble across non-consentual touching, I very much think you should be able to avoid that. But I am rotating the subject in my mind because of the RPF aspect. IDK.

[elytrafemme]

MARE MAREE can I hear more about your modern college au if you want to talk about it!! :D

OMGGGG YESS YES YES YES YES OKAYYYY OKAY SO

modern college AU is centric about c!Wilbur! in terms of other character relations, it does NOT follow an SBI kind of dynamic BUT c!Phil is still c!Wilbur's dad and c!Tommy IS considered c!Wilbur's brother in it. c!Techno is a childhood friend of c!Wilbur and the two grew apart due to ideological differences and shit, and he's close w c!Niki and c!Eret and shit

UMMM basically the fic is about c!Wilbur kinda coming to terms w life and shit like! he's gone through a LOTTT and college has been a fucking rollercoaster for him so it's a lot about him like trying to navigate relationships and friendships and trying to handle whatever the fuck he has happeneing with his dad and trying to reconcile future dreams and everything. like a LOT about healing and stuff!!!

there's also -- this has like 0 MAIN plot relevance BUT -- c!bench dorming together (c!Tommy tech lives elsewhere he just crashes on the couch the whole school year, and c!Beeduo r in a romantic relationship) YEAHHH and the entire fic has like all POVs so like def centric to c!Wilbur but I kinda wanted to show OTHER Povs so like main POVs to expect are: c!Wilbur, c!Tommy, c!Tubbo, c!Niki, c!Eret, c!Techno, UM im just listing everyone i think Buttt...... yeah

idk when ill write it bc at this rate it doesnt look like im ever going to write ever again but! Its in the wips list :)

[bonesandthebees]

oooo the roses of childhood sounds super interesting!!

Seeing how stars went, I have no doubt that you will create yet another royalty au masterpiece. You are really good at representing the political side of things. I've read a lot of royalty fics where the people in power just always get what they want because they are royals and whatnot. But I like how you give them difficult choices and create consequences for them>:)

And I've never read a fic where Niki is the royal so that's super exciting!! I already love the rainduo dynamic. They are so sweet and best friend and I love them!!!!

we love to see it

I also think it will be very interesting to see things from Wilbur's pov. That is assuming the story will continue to be in his pov of course. I love it when you write the world through Wilbur's eyes. We need more Wilbur-centric fics like that. And I know most of your Wilburs share certain traits (like his pettiness for example) so that should be fun to see.

I'm kind of nervous about what awaits us in the future. But I like to imagine that everybody gets along and has nothing to worry about and this will be a fic with nothing but good times and happiness🙏🙏

good luck bones!! i shall patiently wait for the actual fic. in the mean time i will be enjoying glass:)

-🧭

aaa thank you!! I thought I was done with royalty politics after watching stars, but I was watching house of the dragon while I was finishing stars so that kind of planted the seed in my head. then recently the final season of succession (my favorite show of all time) has been airing, and a fun way to describe it is game of thrones/house of the dragon but in a corporate business setting. so watching that also has brought me back into the idea of power plays and manipulation and all the fun stuff that comes with messy families and politics

that's the thing I wanted to do differently with this fic. I didn't want it to be your typical 'sbi are all royals' type thing, especially with wilbur being a royal. he's almost always the prince in royalty aus, and I just didn't wanna do that. I could go more into my inpso for phil and wilbur but I don't wanna ramble too much on your ask lol, I just wanted to do something different and thought an advisor kind of role (but in a different way than stars) was neat. so I decided niki would make a good royal instead!! I have so much fun (and by fun i mean painful) stuff planned for rainduo in this au you guys have no idea

oh yeah this fic is gonna be wilbur's pov. I pretty much almost exclusively write in wilbur's pov these days because 1) we don't have enough wilbur centric fics and 2) I just enjoy writing his pov the most lol

haha... yeah... happiness and fun times... nothing more...

thank you!! can't wait to be able to talk about this more :D

[blanc-et-n0ir]

MCYT Multi-chapter Fics

Hey, hey, this time it’s the multichapters :D Meaning, three chapters and above. Again, my AO3 over here

COMPLETED

Bring Me Down With You (11,145 Words) (4 Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, TommyInnit, Sapnap, Wilbur Soot, Fundy, BadBoyHalo, Punz, Tubbo, Eret, GeorgeNotFound

No Romantic Relationships, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Dream & Sapnap, Dream & TommyInnit, Dream & GeorgeNotFound

Whump, Poisoning, Dueling, Bows and Arrows, L’manberg War, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Family, Compromise, Sick Fic, Sick Character, Wounds, Potions, Healing, Caves, Injury

Summary:

The terms of the deal were simple. They’d both be at their weakest, no armor and no anything and they have to shoot one shot. A single arrow. Whoever is hit, will have to resign and give the win to whoever is left standing. Those were the terms.  So when did they agree to drink poison?

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Set during the Dream SMP war.

All I Want For Chistmas Is... FLUFF (46,641 Words) (24 Chapters)

Tags:

Skeppy, Dream, BadBoyHalo, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Wilbur Soot, Technoblade, Philza Minecraft, Tubbo, TommyInnit, Eret, Niki, AweSamDude, Punz, Ponk, Purpled, Fundy, Quackity, Schlatt, Karl Jacobs, Ant Frost, Velvet

Skeppy & BadBoyHalo, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap & Ant Frost & BadBoyHalo, Technoblade & Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit & Philza, Dream & TommyInnit, Dream & Tubbo, Dream & Purpled, Dream & Technoblade, Dream & Philza, Eret & Niki & Tubbo, Ant/Velvet, Dream & Punz

Christmas Prompts, Fluff, Family Dynamics, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Family Bonding, Friendship, Rivals, Frenemies, Snowball Fight, Snow Day, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Cuddling, Platonic Relationships, Boys Kissing, Secret Santa, Cookies

Summary:

Fluffy One shots about our MInecraft Streamers in Dream SMP. Featuring different AUs whether it's IRL or MC but IRL and more! Mostly platonic unless stated otherwise!! (but don't expect much I prefer platonic anyways)

Lots of cuddling, shenanigans, pranks and laughter!! Maybe a little hurt for the comfort to feel so much better!!

The Whispers in the Dark (53, 160 Words) (20 Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, Tubbo, Schlatt, Philza Minecraft, Eret, Sapnap, GeorgeNotFound, Quackity, Niki, Punz, Fundy, Ponk, AweSamDude, Skeppy, BadBoyHalo, Ant Frost, Ranboo, Captain Puffy, Karl Jacobs

No Romantic Relationships, Dream & Technoblade & Wilbur Soot, Technoblade & Wilbur Soot & Philza & TommyInnit, Dream & Sapnap & GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap & Wilbur, Dream & Ranboo, Ranboo & Philza, Dream & Captain Puffy

Family Dynamics, Enemies to Friends, Hybrids AU, Pogtopia Arc, Villain Wilbur, Chaotic Dream, Bad Ending, Good Ending, Government, Uneasy Alliance, Hunting, Discrimination, Friends to Enemies, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Betrayal, Big Brother Technoblade, Switching Sides, Platonic Cuddling, Carrying, Panic Attacks, Found Family, Execution, Violence, Graphic Description, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Decapitation, Revolution

Summary:

They say that when you are a hybrid of a mob, you take one of two things. Their powers or their desires. Their powers, as simple as it is. A Blaze hybrid would be able to conjure flames and stay inflammable. An Enderman hybrid would be able to teleport and are harmed by water. Their desires, not as simple. A Creeper hybrid would desire to see things explode. A Wolf hybrid would desire the thrill of a hunt.  

They say that the dangerous ones were always those who got the desire- the shortest end of the stick.   

-------------------------------   Let me give Wilbur the satisfying ending he deserves please. We all wanted Manberg to b l o w and I'm going to give it to you. No Angst, promise. (I lied, there's angst)

Angst for the Angst God (19,904 Words) (14 Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, Philza Minecraft, Ranboo, Wilbur Soot, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, TommyInnit, Tubbo, Captain Puffy, Quackity, DreamXD, Karl Jacobs

NO romantic Relationships, Dream & Technoblade, Technoblade & Philza, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Dream & TommyInnit, Dream & Captain Puffy

Angst, Character Death, Deity Dream, Fluff and Angst, Betrayal, Assisted Suicide, Mercy Killing, Murder, Suicide, Dream and Techno Friendship, One Shot Collection, Time Travel, Time Loop, Insanity, Time Travelling Karl Jacobs, Prison Break, Manhunt, Immortal Technoblade, Immortal Dream, Emotional Manipulation, Exile, Abduction, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat

Summary:

A bunch of oneshots about AUs that I've written in a server that is filled with angst or fluff. Whichever strikes the mood. Hope you enjoy your stay here ;)

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(preview)

He watched as the last obstacle in his path fell. Dream smiled, his eyes glinting with malice and power, “You should have kept an eye on your Patroclus, Achilles.”

He hummed and turned around. L’manberg was no doubt wiped out. Ranboo was firmly in his grasp. All he had to do was take care of that damned egg, Badlands and anyone who stood in his way. He chuckled.

It was almost too easy.   

ON GOING

Let’s Play A Game Called MAFIA (14,399 Words) (5/6 Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, BadBoyHalo, Skeppy, Wilbur Soot, MegaPVP, Illumina, F1NN5STER

Technoblade & Wilbur Soot, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Dream/GeorgeNotFound

Mafia Game, Mafia AU, Character Death, Suspense, Detective AU

Summary:

A masked man leaves the apartment complex and walks off under the dim lighting of the street lights. It wasn’t long before he reached his car and opened the driver’s seat. He pushed his keys in and turned it, starting the car. He hummed to himself as he took off his mask, placing it on the car seat beside him. He waits inside his started car as he dials a phone number.

“It’s done.”

In a sick twist of fate, Skeppy dies so Sapnap and Bad have to find the murderer before they kill more people. They meet and drag more people into the case but as the days dwindle by, more deaths and incidents come alive.

Will they find the real murderer or end up living on the edge to their very end?

(Based off of the Party Game called Mafia)

Who Would Want To Be King? (10,932 Words) (5/? Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit, Tubbo, GeorgeNotFound, Philza Minecraft, Schlatt, BadBoyHalo, Quackity, Karl Jacobs, Sapnap

NO Romantic Relationships, Dream & Technoblade, TommyInnit & Tubbo, Technoblade & TommyInnit & Wilbur Soot & Philza, Dream & Wilbur Soot

Prince and the Pauper AU, Frenemies, Rivals, Family Fluff, Family Dynamics, Platonic Relationships, Prince Technoblade, Farmer Dream, Fluff and Humor, Attempted Kidnapping, Kidnapping, King Philza

Summary:

In a kingdom not so far away, lived two men. These two lived completely different lives, with one standing at the very top since birth while the other was stuck at rock bottom. Two very different boys with different experiences but they both share one similarity. They both wish to do something different. To live different lives. To get out of their bubble and grow in their own way. In this little kingdom, two men live to see another view of the world they already see.

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Barbie Prince and the Pauper AU but everything is platonic and it's all about Dream and Techno

Reaching For Something That Isn’t There (3,676 Words) (2/3 Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, TommyInnit, Technoblade

NO Romantic Relationships

Character Study, References to Ancient Greek Mythology, Parallels, Pain, Suicidal Thoughts, Betrayal, Emotional Hurt, Hurt No Comfort, Character Death, Theseus! Tommy, Icasrus! Dream, Achilles! Technoblade, Dream centric, Technoblade centric, TommyInnit centric, Anger, Violence, Imprisonment

Summary:

History is forever doomed to repeat itself.

People ask what Theseus gained by playing the hero, what Icarus saw in the sun, what Achilles truly wanted. They ask these questions and still don't see an answer.

Why was the sun so charming enough for young Icarus to forget his father's words? Why was Theseus so confident enough that he would be welcomed home for his achievement? Why was Achilles considered a bad example?

Three tales all ending with caution and fear. Three tales to remind everyone of their humanity. Three tales to ensure no one would do the same. And what did they do?

History is forever doomed to repeat itself.

Guide Me Through Hell and Back (34,714 Words) (15/? Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, technoblade, Philza Minecraft, TommyInnit, Tubbo, Drista, Punz, Wilbur Soot, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Ranboo, DreamXD

No Romantic Relationships, Dream & Philza, Dream & Technoblade, Drista & TommyInnit & Tubbo, Dream & Punz, Dream & DreamXD,

Blind Character, Fluff, Fluff and Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Fear, Flying, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Family Dynamics, Self Confidence Issues, Trust, Platonic Cuddling, Hybrid AU, Platonic Relationships, Cuddling, Chaos, Explosions, Angst, Broken Families, Trust Issues, Protective Technoblade, Protective Phil, Blind Dream, Panic Attacks, Torture, Kidnapping, Physical Therapy, Black Markets, Forced Healing, Sad Dream, Protective Dream, Soft Dream, Prison, Pandora’s Vault

Summary:

 "I gain immeasurable amounts of stress just looking at you, Dream." 

-SUN TZU

Dream is blind but he's a bat hyrbid with good hearing. Technoblade finds out and he's concerned for his friend. He stays with him and keeps him company, he also ensures Dream doesn't go too far and hurts himself with his stupid ideas. So what if Phil adopts him along the way and Drista causes chaos with Tommy and Tubbo? Technoblade will protect his friend to the ends of the Earth, screw whoever looked at him weird if he gets all fussy.

(Basically just Technoblade and Dream being best friends fluff.)

The Lonely Guardian (59,379 Words) (14/? Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, TommyInnit, Schlatt, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Wilbur Soot, Quackity, Ranboo, DreamXD, Drista, Philza Minecraft

No Romantic Relationships, Dream & Everyone, Dream & Technoblade, Dream & Tubbo, Dream & TommyInnit, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Dream & Quackity, Dream & Schlatt, Dream & Philza, Dream & Ranboo

Cottagecore AU, Soft Dream, Healing, Emotional Manipulation, Realization, Self-Exile, Self-Reflection, Domestic Fluff, Friendship, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Exile, Protective Dream, Dreamons, Potions, Minor Injuries, Serious Injuries, Betrayal, Friends to Enemies, Enemies to Friends, Long Haired Dream, Dream centric, Anarchist Technoblade, Bittersweet Ending, Sibling Tension, Arguments, Dad Schlatt, Sick fic, Sick Character, Good Friend Dream, Character Death

Summary:

Dream didn't know what came over him, he wanted some time to think. Some time turned to days and thinking turned to building a nice home. Days turned to weeks and the home is bigger and cozier now.

Weeks turned to years and it's been a while since Dream has seen his friends. Still, they're definitely living a more peaceful life now that he's gone, right?

(Or, Dream left and started a cottagecore after the L'manberg Revolution and a Dreamon took his spot and the plot continues as it does in canon. Except, we have a Dream who likes to stay in his cottage and help his injured friends without telling them who he is, exactly)

Dreaming Of Nightmares, Dee? (9,268 Words) (2/? Chapters)

Tags:

Dream, Technoblade, Philza Minecraft, DreamXD, Karl Jacobs, GeorgeNotFound, Sapnap, Foolish_Gamers, TommyInnit, Tubbo, Ranboo

No Romantic Relationships, Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap, Dream & Technoblade & Philza, Dream & Ranboo, Dream & Foolish, Dream & Karl Jacobs, Dream & DreamXD, Technoblade & Philza, Philza/Kristin

Deity Dream, Dreamon, Deity Karl Jacobs, Time Traveling Karl Jacobs, Fix-It Fic, Sad Dream, Fluff, Family Dynamics, Hurt/Comfort, Protective Dream, Crack, Crack Treated Seriously, Gods and Goddesses, Mins Manipulation, Dream centric, Comfort, Big Brother Dream

Summary:

When three gods have to deal with a world full of mortals, some things get complicated along the way. Well, Dream was hoping for the best when he left the server to his twin, Nightmare's, and older brother, Dee's, hands.

He got more than he bargained for and mortals tend to be fragile. Prime, he needs a break.

(Or, Dream is the god of luck, Nightmare is the god of chaos and Dee is the god of destiny and the three of them try and fix the SMP out of the goodness of their heart /s)

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

How To Befriend Supervillains and Vigilantes; A Tommyinnit Guide

by Catabean

Tommy innit, an average 17-year-old, has a job, and a one-bedroom apartment that he shares with his 2 roommates. Overall, he was living a pretty normal life. That is until he starts to get involved in the world of Heroes, Vigilantes, and Villains while finding a family on the way.

This is my first fic on AO3 so tell me how to improve :D

Words: 1656, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game), Video Blogging RPF

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Toby Smith | Tubbo, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot, Phil Watson | Philza, Kristin Rosales Watson, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Cara | CaptainPuffy, Niki | Nihachu, Jack Manifold, Karl Jacobs, Alexis | Quackity, Henry the Cow (Dream SMP), Zak Ahmed | Skeppy, Fundy (Video Blogging RPF), Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Sam | Awesamdude, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Charlie Dalgleish | Slimecicle, Eret (Video Blogging RPF)

Relationships: TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) & Other(s), Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, Technoblade & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit, Ranboo & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Clay | Dream & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit & Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Niki | Nihachu & TommyInnit, Jack Manifold & TommyInnit, Sam | Awesamdude & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Phil Watson | Philza, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade, Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza, Kristin Rosales Watson/Phil Watson

Additional Tags: Blood and Violence, Minor Character Death, Past Child Abuse, Dream SMP-Typical Swearing, My First AO3 Post, TommyInnit Angst (Video Blogging RPF), Platonic Relationships, Platonic Cuddling, Platonic Kissing, Fluff and Angst, TommyInnit-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson is Wilbur Soot and Technoblade's Parent, Protective Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Protective Wilbur Soot, Protective Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Touch-Starved TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Swearing, How Do I Tag

[justphilia]

Okay mind if I ramble w/ u? I have been thinking about a fic idea for a while (and I have some scenes around it written in a notebook) but I’m still not sure if I wanna work on it or not,,, just wanna hear your opinion :]

This is so long, I’m so sorry, feel free to delete if you want LMAO

The fic idea is based around a royalty + found family au between bench trio and the sbi (very crime boys centric)

Phil is the king of the kingdom where the story goes around meanwhile Techno and Wilbur are twins and also princes there :]

Meanwhile the bench trio are just small kids (Tommy is 12 and Tubbo & Ranboo are 13) who live with their adopted moms! Niki and Puffy :D two florists!

The story starts when the flower shop where the bench trio + Niki & Puffy work/live in get a special order from Philza, the king

Tommy insists to follow Niki when she delivers the order of flowers, and as the darling boy he is, he succeeded and got to visit the outside of the castle with his mom :]

Everything goes good! Until they come across the royal barn,,,

Tommy had never seen something as beautiful before, a brown, fluffy cow was laying down beautifully in the barn, chewing at grass so majestically; Tommy fell in love with that cow and he was willing to do anything for it

So as the raccoon boy he is, the next day he sneaks into the royal barn to see the wonderful cow, little did he knew, Wilbur was actually just coming back from his horse riding tutoring lesson when he was just sneaking in

Wilbur, at the sight of a small blond child attempting to jump the fences of his barn: huh?

Wilbur was real close to call security, thinking that Tommy was a thief or something

But he quickly changed his mind as soon as he saw the kid just,,, lay down next to one of his cows and,,, cuddle with it???

He immediately liked the kid, his heart went soft for him, so he kept him around, pretending that he never saw him during his visits to the cow

So the next weeks go like this:

Guard: your majesty

Wilbur: ?

Guard: he is here,,, again

Wilbur: oh! :D the lil sunshine is back?? Awwwhhh! Did you left the blankets for him like I asked you??

He doesn’t know his name,,, he only calls him lil sunshine because of that, he also leaves him stuff in the barn for him to take with him, small muffins, blankets, even a cape or two

So yeah, that’s kind of like the story goes like?? Eventually Wilbur and Tommy cross paths and Wilbur just goes “yep, this is now my little brother” and proceeds to drag him into the castle LOL

There’s still a lot to work with (plot and stuff) but I’m still not sure if I should work with this idea,,, I was thinking to make it a 10k word one shot or sm like that or maybe a while fic with chapters….

(Again, sorry this is so fucking long, thoughts go into keyboard brrrrr, feel free to ignore if you’d like)

I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I LOVE THIS I WANT THIS TO BE WRITTEN SO GOD HELP ME IF YOU CAN’T JUST RING ME UP AND I’LL HELP DW DW

TOMMY AND COWS SOBS SO HARD

I’M CRUMBLING

NEVER SEPARATE THEM

WILBUR GOING: my littol brother now :)

Also never be afraid to ramble to me :) 👍👍👍