#dsmp scenario

[sanderchu]

OMG I JUSY HAD THIS IDEA/j

imagine your in sapnaps car with dream and you fall asleep in the car and your just in the video sleeping on his shoulder

Back seat video

Note: OMG BEST IDEA EVER 😱😱😱😱 (ty sm for requesting this- mwah,have a cheek smooch)

currently writing/posting this as I wait for dream to show his damn face- I needed smth to keep me busy 😔

Reader: Gn!reader

[writing] or hcs

You peaked out the car window as you heard the sound of talking next to you. “So any plans for face revealing dream?” Sapnap can be heard asking from the front seat as the car filled with silence for the quickest second ever until dream broke it. “I was actually going to make a video” by that time you stopped looking out the window and practically zoned out as you peaked through the back of the car to admire the front

All you can really hear was all a big muffle in your ears. Since nothing really involved you in that conversation you decided to ignore it. You could have budded in but you were too tired to even focus. You can feel yourself slowly become heavy and your eyes slowly blink slower and slower each time. Before you knew it *plop* you felt your head tilt to the side landing on something finishing your sleep process to finally put you into a deep sleep for the rest of the ride.

Apparently that thing was dreams shoulder and of course he noticed immediately and turned to at least make sure you were ok. He smiled at you and leaned back a bit to make you comfortable in your current position. “So where do you plan to record the video” sapnap asked dream who kept looking at your sleeping body admiring how gentle you look. “Right here” he said resulting in him to whip out his phone from his pocket and open Snapchat.

He scrolled through the filters and found his favorite, the strawberry and put it on. He started to record the video with silence and just the sound of the radio playing. Meanwhile you were still lifeless looking on his shoulder in your deep needed slumber. Dream tilted his head slightly to not just expose his neck but the person practically on his neck. He ended the video right after and posted it to his story waiting for hell to break loose.

When you woke up you woke up by a surprise let’s just say.

[lvyu]

streamer bf? streamer bf!; wilbur soot x reader

— ask, synopsis: “maybe a headcanon of some cute couple moments between the two seen on stream/the fans interacting...”

understandably, wilbur waited a really long time to publicly announce his relationship. he wasn’t going to either, but he also realised that being so cautious, for your privacy and safety, in public in case a fan came up to him was draining for both of you. but once both of you decide that yeah, you’re in it for the long haul as far as you can tell right now.

if you’re not a content creator ... probably really wants to keep you off streams and public-eye as much as he can just to maintain some level of privacy. but, sometimes he also just really wants to hug his pretty partner.

when he moves back into his home office you love it! it means he’s home more and you get to quietly bug him in the corner of the room as he streams. cheer someone else on during mcc it’ll be funny. he’ll probably do a bit where’s he’s mad at you for betraying him; like he’s dropping dead in his chair for the entirety of buildmart because of what you did.

chat asks about you a lot! their favourite clip is you walking into his office, the door already being ajar, and just standing there ominously in the door frame. it took wilbur three minutes to realise you were there and you scared the shit out of him when he finally noticed you creeping up behind him. chat thinks you’re funny and thanks you for your service (of making wilbur fall out of his chair twice).

if you are a content creator ... stfu you probably met because you’re both streaming nerds (just kidding wilbur isn’t a streamer). regardless, you probably stream quite a bit together. he’s aware you’re no stranger to the whole doxxing and leaks and awful bits that come with popularity, so he’s not as overprotective on that front as he would be if you weren’t a streamer.

that being said, motherfucker can’t but will fight anyone who tries to demean you and your relationship because like wtf? that’s his wonderful relationship you’re bad-mouthing, keep your mouth shut.

because you two are usually doing bits (because streamer haha gotta get views because it’s literally your job.), the chat goes wild for cute moments :( literally anything! it can as simple as wilbur saying “thank you, lovely” as you hand him something, in game or otherwise. they’ll eat that shit up they are starved for cute couple content from you too.

by far their favourite moment is when you were streaming together in person for the first time and you were so clearly just happy to just be together and be able to say it in public. you weren’t very touchy, but you did come up behind wilbur at some point to hug him, and you patted his head, snuggling him as he sat, casually continuing the just chatting stream. chat could genuinely not shut up about it for days.

[claire7491]

OK BUT WHICH ONE DO YOU PREFER?!?!!?

"Come on, look at me, love", he says gently, smiling at you, his eyes crinkling as he does. It's hard to explain, but you've never felt so comforted and appreciated as you do from Wilbur's presence.

His hand is still on your cheek, and he strokes your face softly. "You look beautiful, you have nothing to be embarrassed about, love."

His voice is soft, and he keeps a soft expression on his face, but the corner of his mouth seems to be quirked up in a smile.

OR

His hand gently grabs yours. Your hand fits perfectly into his palm, and he smiles.

"Look into my eyes."

There's no longer any humor behind his words. His voice is completely deadpan, and it fills you with the sinking feeling that there's no way out of this. There's an intensity behind his gaze now.

"That's an order", he says, his own eyes not averting from your own.

[gemsiiie]

cons of ai:

taking jobs from creatives, hurting the movie and art industries, expedited advancement brings fear of ai gaining conscience and evolving past the point of no return

pros of ai:

i can send c!tommy to therapy

[victoriarambles]

HII HEYAA!! So this is my first ever fic, WOOOHOO‼️‼️ sorry for any grammar mistakes or if it’s a little weird 😭

But anyway. This is FULLY PLATONIC. SHIPPERS DO NOT INTERACT IN ANY WAY.

Ler!Phil, Lee!Wilbur. sbi. Wilbur is about 13 at this time.

Cold laughter<3

(Sorry for this i could not think of a better title)

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It was a snowy day outside the sbi household. As curious little younglings, Tommy and Techno had gone exploring together as Wilbur and Phil stayed together at home. Wilbur had already almost caught a fever so he decided to stay in for the day. However phil couldn’t help but notice how sad he looked. Wil really wanted to go outside, looking at his brothers by the window as they had fun together whilst he had to stay home, but he knew that it was for the best. Phil wanted to find a way to cheer him up as he got an idea, smirking at him as he walked up to him.

“Hey, Wil, do you wanna hear a cool story? It’s about a creature that has been lurking around our city lately.”

Phil said, sitting beside his son.

“A- a creature? What kind?”

Wilbur asked, his curiosity peaked at his fathers words.

“A bad bad creature..”

Phil joked, looking at Wilbur as he got closer.

“This creature picks the saddest people, making them its victims!”

He said, making Wilbur get even more curious.

“It feeds off of the reactions of its victims!! Always smiling at them!”

He got closer to Wilbur, wrapping his arm around his shoulder.

“It lurks around in the dark, walking up to its victims from behind before picking them up and then…”

He said, leaving a moment of suspense for Wilbur before he pounced at him, gently placing him down and putting his hands onto his stomach

“Tickles them!!”

He said, giggling at Wilbur before gently poking around his stomach with one hand and scribbling up and down his side with the other, leaving Wilbur squealing. Wilbur wasn’t a very ticklish fella but something about his dad’s touch always got him.

“Dahad!! Whahat—?!”

Wilbur giggled, confused as to how he got from this semi scary situation to him being tickled, Phil just chuckled before going to tickle his ribs, gently tracing them and the spaces in between them as wilbur let out some hiccupy giggles, lightly throwing his head back as he kicked his legs out a little.

“What? Bad spot, hm?”

Phil teased, wiggling his fingers in between his son’s ribs which just made him giggle louder. After he got those giggles, he decided to go to his thighs, lightly tracing shapes on them and just scribbling random things with his fingers. Wilbur let out a snort, going into a small giggling fit whilst kicking his legs out more violently.

“Hehah— dahad!! Nohot that spot!! Plehease!!”

Wilbur asked, trying to muffle his giggles as Phil listened to him, well sort of. He went to a different spot, yes, but he went for his hips, which were a pretty bad spot for Wilbur.

“NOHA NOT MY— DAHAD—!! NOT THAT SPOHOT EITHER!!”

Wilbur said in between his laugh, squirming around wildly and hitting his hand on the floor as a sign of giving up. Phil changed spots after a bit, going for his neck which was a spot known to make Wilbur rather bubbly and giggly.

He just giggled, not speaking much as he liked his tickles. Phil stopped after a bit, seeing Wilbur’s smile.

“You didn’t even tell me to stop once! Maybe you like this monster huh?”

Phil teased, lightly poking Wilbur jokingly as Wilbur just giggled and looked back at the window, looking at his brothers.

Maybe staying inside wasn’t that bad after all.

[sanderchu]

Hii! Could I request a Tommy x reader based on the sleepover vlog where ranboo wakes up beofre Tommy and the reader and he sees them all cuddled up together asleep so he snaps a picture and maybe posts it on his Instagram story (maybe try and find a picture if you can <3) and then when they wake up they see it on his story. She/her pronouns <3

-💿

Sleepover post

Note: this is so cute I’m my opinion <3 also I said I was gonna make a masterlist but idk what happened to that so I’ll make it maybe soon- I can’t promise anything-

Reader: Fem!reader

[writing] or hcs

You were sleeping peacefully. It was the next day after Tommy’s sleepover stream. You and Tommy were cuddling out of tommys habit he has when he’s with you. If there’s not contact with you when sleeping, he makes it happen. You can’t remember a time that never happened even during a week of dating. He’s been the clingy type even in his sleep, it was cute in your opinion so you had no problem. In your opinion clinginess just showed how much the other person loved there partner. By now it was obvious from that tommy loved you.

*Click*

You groaned as your black vision due to your eyes shut suddenly turned white for a quick second. You felt tommy shuffle next to you as you both opened your eyes. “Ranboo?..” you Heard tommy ask as you also felt him sit up making you roll over on your back releasing yourself from his grasp so he can move better. You fully got your eyes open and saw ranboo standing there scratching his head and stretching. “Hey guys” he said with a little wave as tommy saw you awake and kissed your forehead. “What are you doing?” Tommy asked, “nothing just got up too”

you finally sat up and laid your head on tommys shoulder along with a slight yawn as you also rubbed your eyes. Tommy held your hand as ranboo stared at you both, “want to eat?”, “in a minute ranboo” tommy groaned as he looked over at you with a smile. “Alright” ranboo said as he exited the room to the kitchen. You heard him opening the fridge and moving things around preparing something to cook. Earlier in the day you felt your phone blow up along with tommys so you both decided to check it out.

Ranboolive:

“Couple of the year here look at them 🏆 #thirdwheelranboo #singlegang”

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[lvyu]

fifty-fifty mornings; wilbur soot x reader

— ask, synopsis: “…waking up with wilbur (not sexual) but like super soft and he’s still half asleep?”

there’s always a fifty-fifty chance of how the morning will go with wilbur. he’ll either be the clingiest fucker alive or one of you will end up on the floor, courtesy of his sleeping self (a slight exaggeration, but it captures the drastic nature of his two nighttime sides).

today he’s chosen clingy by the slight sweat and stickiness of your shirt. he’s adorable this way and it almost makes your need to pee disappear. key word, almost.

against your heart’s wishes, you nudge your sleeping boyfriend. “will, loosen up a bit, yeah? otherwise i’m gonna piss on you.”

your voice is still hoarse and you’re whispering, a side effect of waking up less than two minutes ago. you know he’s at least somewhat awake based his groan and mumble-y ‘no’.

“swear to fuck, wilbur, i’ll piss on you.” 

he seems to give up, throwing his arms off you and turning away from you dramatically. the bastard’s just trying to make you feel guilty to try to egg you to coming back to bed. from the bathroom, you yell that you’ll be back to try to soothe his barely functioning brain.

his occasional morning, barely-awake desire to have you near him at all times was both endearing and annoying, though mostly the former. it was a good reminder that he really did love you. 

even when he hardly had a clue what was going on, he still wanted to be close to you in some way. 

there’s a pillow covering his face and another he’s hugging tight. “i leave for two minutes and you’ve already replaced me, huh?” he lets go of the pillow, opening his arms for you. 

in an instant you’re on top of him, arms wrapped around him too, face tickling his neck, arms being semi-crushed by your combined weight— but it’s worth it if you get to hear his silly laugh. 

“mmhm, pillow’s so much more comfortable th’n you too!” oh, he’s so out of it. he makes a content noise as he stretches, still holding you, and lets out a deep sigh. “love you s’much.”

you raise your head for a moment to kiss him before returning to your previous position. “love you too, will.”

[feminetomboy]

"Oh no the people Cellbit chose for his ttrpg are too silly and unserious, they're going to ruin the gritty setting of Ordem Paranormal :((" must have been said by someone who's never watched a single OP session in their life. Or does not understand nuance.

[justtrashperson]

some misc headcanons and old dsmp doodles

[calamari-minecraft-corner]

i now really want to hear more about con!cala forcing c!sam and c!quackity to play dnd with her

OH IT WOULD BE CHAOTIC BUT AT THE SAME TIME SO FUN AND HILARIOUS

So the thing is- Cala could go horrible Dungeon Master mode and win the game quickly by making them be level 1 and letting them fight tarrasques. That would be easy right? But no- Cala is very fair in what she wants to do. She could rig it up SO EASILY, but she knows if she does then it would give Quackity all the more reason to do it on his end as well as Sam. So she would make it fair and very balanced.

She would definitely help with making their characters. Like genuinely help them sort it out and make sure they’re not cheating on their end as well. It would lead to her having to redo Sam’s sheet because he would make his character overpowered.

Quackity and Sam i feel would make characters that are very similar to them but not actually them- and Cala would allow that uwu

Sam would definitely be a Paladin and Quackity would be a Rogue. :3

Quackity would attempt to cheat though first session in by bringing a loaded set of dnd dice- very custom made and beautiful with the 1 being a duck and a 20 being :]

However Cala would remedy that problem quickly by saying that they have to use dice that is in the dice bucket she has. And it’s just how it sounds- a bucket full of dice.

Quackity would try to convince her and she would immediately just, “oh if you want these dice to be put Into play then i Can use them then!! :3”

That makes him use the bucket.

First session is a classic dnd quest: helping a town with their giant rat problem. It’s something simple of Cala would make them think outside the box. As well as that Cala would sprinkle some in game lore here and there, but not too much.

Cala gets very serious when she DMs. She isn’t a scary dm but she really gets into the role of telling her story. She usually would be very spacey or fidgety but it all goes away when she’s in the middle of explaining the story.

Quackity would think it’s just a one time session- all they have to do is beat this quest and that’s it— but that’s when Cala would pull in a cliffhanger of a bigger problem right at the end of the session and she just smiles and goes: “Well- that’s the first session! So same time next week?”

Quackity would immediately be surprised and ask what she means and she explains that this isn’t a one time thing- just because they passed one quest doesn’t mean they won the whole game. So until they beat basically the main storyline she made then no one has won yet.

Sam immediately would understand what she meant, and she’s right- the terms were if either of them won the game and them beating the first quest only helped a small bit with their goal. They still have a long way to go!

So they would play dnd weekly- or biweekly since Cala is busy. And Cala also made Quackity agree to the terms that neither Sam or him can torture Dream in between sessions. I feel like that would be in exchange for Cala making the session balanced. This also means Cala would drag it out as long as possible. Because she knows what she’s doing.

Obviously it would get harder the more she plays with them- she would make it more difficult; make puzzles, riddles, any solution that would be different to the actual one. And also some of the quests as well as the npcs are a bit… familiar to Sam and Quackity.

Like an alcoholic satyr who is the leader of a country that’s on the midst of a revolution.

Or a triton who loves to build and is the demigod of the sea and lightning.

Not all of them are like that, but she defintiely sprinkled some familiarity with them. They would either love it or hate it.

And if you think Cala would ignore the backstories the two made for their characters, even if they were poorly made, you have another thing coming because she would adapt those stories and manage to put them into the session seamlessly.

Cala loves to tell stories no matter what, and she does her best even in this situation where her and Dream’s lives are on the line.

I feel like Sam and Quackity would have a guilty pleasure of doing this- like they enjoy it but they’re salty that they are. Quackity would try and rig the game up and Sam would try and intimidate Cala but she usually doesn’t take their shit.

It would genuinely be a 50/50 on if Cala would win or Quackity at the end too- but she would make it fun and make it last as long as possible.

[tinyfrog1sblog]

Escaping isn't always the best option

Tw:death, soft/safe vore, fear, panic (if I missed anything please tell me so I can add it this is only my first story that I wrote)

As dream stared at Sam leaving his cell "Im not finished with u yet remember that dream" he had heard that before and it was always true he didn't want to do it anymore he couldn't bring himself to so he ran he knew he would die but he didn't care

*dream tried to swim in lava*

What he didn't expect was to wake up in someone's house he expected to be gone not to wake up somewhere mildly familiar but a lot bigger than he remembered as he looked around he realized something was different either the house he was in had grown a lot or he had shrunk he didn't really know but when he heard footsteps he decided not to find out and he hid behind something quickly and when the door opened and he was greeted with giant versions of his past friends he was delivered his answer that he had shrunk he didn't know what to do except keep hiding his mind raced as his body froze in his hiding place and he prayed he wouldn't be seen as he didn't know what they'd do with him and he didn't want to find out

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"I'm not sure sap is it really a good idea" "I don't care if it's a good idea I'm going to speak with Sam" sapnap said as he grabbed his headband to put it on "let me go sap, you'll make it worse please let me go I'll tell u if I need u" he said trying to help him calm down "fine" he agreed so he wouldn't have to see Sam and he watched as George left

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It had been a while since George had left and sapnap was starting to worry a bit when he heard a small sneeze he almost didn't hear it bc it seemed so far away but he could tell where it was coming from so he got up and went to check it out

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"fuck" dream quietly cursed himself for sneezing hoping that sapnap hadn't heard it when he heard footsteps he panicked and he tried to run but his body froze as the footsteps got closer and stopped he tried to move but he couldn't he tried to stop himself but he couldn't help but cry he was terrified of what his now giant old friend would do to him if he found him like this after what he'd done in the past and as a large shadow loomed over him he bolted he didn't know where he was going he just knew he was running and he couldn't stop until I had slammed down on him knocking him forward and grabbing him by the back of his shirt and pulling him up higher than he would've liked to be

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As sapnap pulled the now tiny man off the floor he didn't know what to think except how he got here and take into account how scared the man looked and he figured he could use this to his advantage since sapnap was a nether born he had what people called a storage it was like a second stomach that most of his kind used to store extra food or things but he knew he could put people in there and he decided to use that

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As the nether born lifted him up higher and brought him closer to his face in the specific spot of his mouth dream panicked more "W-WAIT P-PLEA-AS-SE N-NO" he cried out although the nether born didn't listen he was shoved into his mouth seemingly without a second though he tried to keep far away from the throat of the nether born but to no avail before he knew it he had been swallowed by him

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Sapnap traced down how dream went making sure he was taken into his storage he knew it was safe but dream didn't as he fought and screamed until he was tired which only took a minute before all he did was cry and the nether born began to feel a bit bad but he didn't say anything and after a while he felt the smaller man fall asleep so he went back to what he was doing and waited for George to return to be able to talk with him before he let the tiny out

[anarchy-and-piglins]

I suddenly got very sad thinking about Techno’s pets.

Like, Steve and Carl and Blitz and all the hounds... they were all just left behind at the cabin...