#minecraft fanfiction

[kix-mm]

I LOVE THE ENDERMAN STORY THAT YOU MADE BEING SO LEGIT RN I READ IT LIKE 50 TIMES!! It would be kewl to see a part 2, but if not, im totally chill with just re-reading the thing u already posted bc its freaking amazing! Have a wonderful rest of your day <33 (once again no pressure)

Sure, why not? It's always nice to see people enjoy the small stories I have! Here's a part two!

Beginners mistake pt2

Previous

The ender stared right back at the player, gently kneeling further down to reach eye height. He felt no need to initiate attack, but rather to reassure and comfort.

"You are alone. Where is your kin? Your family?" He spoke but got no answer. The player merely flinched, mayhaps the player interpreted their language as something more aggressive? But the ender still has so many questions to ask... at least he understood the player.

The player slowly got up. Their red woolen blanket was gently wrapped around their body for comfort and warmth. They stared up at the ender expectedly, like a child waiting for an adults answer.

The ender sighed. Questions would have to wait, but in the meantime, the player needed to prepare for the night. They didn't have much time left.

He sat himself on the ground, resting his head against the wall. At least they were out of the rain, and the player was no longer hostile to their guest.

As the night went on the player stared aimlessly outside, at the endless swarm of mobs, they at least made a torch with the help of the enderman by all surprises, they even made an oven and work bench, how wonderful! Now they were finally getting somewhere, right?

The player looked over at the ender, offering them some fried kod. The enderman smiled politely and declined, "You need to eat more than I do," he spoke. The player seemed a little disappointed by the rejection, storing the fish in their inventory.

And once again there was that insufferable silence between the two, the player couldn't stand it, while the enderman didn't seem to mind the peace. The player observed the enderman, he never noticed all the little details in their skin, how they had such sharp teeth and the strange particles that formed around them... the enderman was strangely beautiful, and had to be unique in some way, right? This one, from what the player noticed, had white eyes, while the other endermen out in the fields had purple eyes, and reacted hostile towards the player as soon as they made eye contact...

The ender slowly opened his eyes again, only to be met with the eyes of the player, they were crouched down in front of the ender, with one of their hands being held, oh, how sweet, they were curious. The human quickly yelped and scooted back, expecting a scolding from the ender for getting so close and disturbing their rest.

The ender smiled softly, observing their own hand and looking at the players. They were so similar and yet so strangely different... he offered his hand to the player, he more than happy to let the player dig into their curiosity.

The player hesitated for a moment, looking up at the ender and then down at the extended hand, it took them a moment before they took the enders hand back into theirs, comparing the size between the two, it made the ender smile to see that the human was getting more comfortable with him.

The human smiles in awe, their innocence reminded the ender of a child, which both warmed his heart and saddened him at the same time, he couldn't quite pinpoint the humans age, but he was almost certain the human was in their early teens. The player made a similar guess about the ender, who was an obvious adult, but just how old was he? Was he as old as an ancient god? Did endermen age at the same rate as a human or slower? How could he ask such a question? Would it be rude?

Nevertheless, the player spoke timidly "how old are you..?" The enderman stared at a player in response to the sudden question, they scribbled down an odd symbol that the player couldn't read "Ah... I see" the player responds awkwardly. Not wanting to be rude the human spoke again. "I'm 13, my birthday was last week, and my dad got me this game as a present! I've never played minecraft before, I don't get much time on the computer. I'm only one hour of internet a day from mom" now the enderman was the one left scratching his head, but he was pleased to hear that the young player did have parental figures that treated him well from what he could judge, there was no bitterness behind the boys words when he spoke of his parents and the "internet". What a relief...

[lilajeanbasener]

CHAPTER 8! Audio Hermitcraft fanficion, "Forgotten or Forbidden"

[onesaltyerik]

Remember how I had two chapters done of a three chapter one shot for a QSMP fic? I finished it. It done now. I am so very late to the QSMP and am lost on the lore and what all is going on, but I did enjoy writing this little snippet even if I did start it like, months after the events it's based on? Anyways, enjoy! Preview:

Was it the blood loss from his own wounds? Or the adrenaline from the fight? Or the terror and grief of losing his child still fresh in his mind? Or maybe it was all of it that was making him list to one side…

“You’re bleeding, papa.”

Chayenne’s face was blurry. His voice sounded…far away…was he in a tunnel? When did he get to a tunnel? That wasn’t right….

Philza barely felt the floorboards when they caught his fall.

[lonely-lost-soul]

Dream Smp Masterlist

Masterlist for all my Dream SMP Stories:

☁-Angst

❆-Fluff

⚘ -Smut

~~~

Technoblade x Reader:

Under the FloorBoards: Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III, Pt. IIII, Pt. V, Pt. VI, Pt. VII,  Pt. VIII, Pt. VX, Pt. X, Pt. XI, Pt. XII, Pt. XII ☁❆

Lost One's Weeping: Prologue, Chapter One, Chapter Two ❆☁

Beauty and the Beast: Prologue, Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4: final, epilogue ❆⚘

Phantom of the Opera AU: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Final ⚘❆☁

Withered ☁

Where Loyalties Lie ☁

I’m Not Soft ❆

Let Me Worship You ❆

Fight For Me ❆

Royal ❆

Blood for the Blood God ❆ ☁

Shut Up and Drive ❆

Written In the Stars ❆

Forgive me father for I have sinned ⚘

Don’t mess with the boss’s wife ❆

Wilbur Soot x Reader:

First Lady of the Court: Pt. I, Pt. II, Pt. III ❆☁

Philza Minecraft x Reader:

Of Immortality and Nymphs: pt. II, Pt. III ❆

Karlnapity x Reader:

Time Travel is A Tricky Business ❆

Fundy x Reader

Little Fox ❆

Platonic Ranboo x Reader:

Slumber Party ❆

Platonic Tommyinit x reader:

Tis' But A Flesh Wound ❆

Since I've Been Gone ❆

C!Jschlatt x Reader:

Poff Poff (Platonic) ❆

Daddy's Little Girl (DadSchlatt au) Pt. II, Pt. III ☁

The Women Who Loved a Monster☁

Family SBI x Reader:

Little Hope ❆

Dream Smp Headcanons:

Them simping for you ❆

How they Kiss ❆

Them Leaving Marks on you⚘

A Pirates Life for Me ❆

Woes of an Immortal (3k Special) ❆⚘☁

[dollar-store-sparklez]

weird question, does anyone have any good fics about just like. herobrine. or like, minecraft but not youtubers/streamers (and not storymode)

i know slingading but idk any other authors making fics like that

[wolfsbane54]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Phil Watson | Philza's Chat Additional Tags: Fluff, Adventure, Fluff and Crack, Phil Watson's Chat is Made of Crows (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat are Technoblade's Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Potions Accident, Technoblade Hears Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Mischief, the voices - character - Freeform, Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), crows - character - Freeform, Crows, Magic, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Avian Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Piglin Hybrid Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Manifestation, emerald duo, Chaos, Murder, Whump, mostly on the crows and voices part, Original Non-Human Character(s) - Freeform, Fantasy, Feral Behavior, maybe a little gore too, Pictures Summary:

Technoblade and the voices have always been together. None of the Voices could remember a time when they were not with Techno. Always with him on his ventures and battles. Through the good and the bad times. They were even there when he met the famous adventurer, known as the Angel of Death, who was known as the mate of the Goddess Death herself, followed by crows. They were there as a close friendship was struck and bonds grew. Surprisingly, while only Techno was the only one to ever hear the Voices, the crows of the Angel could as well. The Voices and the Crows became close, which sometimes meant Techno now had a flock of crows following him along too.

(Or Phil's Crows and Techno's Voices get into some mischeif that run Phil and Techno on an adventure they never thought they would ever have.) (I don't know how to summariese this one. I've had it on my computer for a while now.)

[iszaranothere]

Momentary Bliss Under Clouds of Pink | Lukesse

Momentary Bliss Under Clouds of Pink

Everything is bound to come to its inevitable end. All we can do is live in the moment and cherish it while it lasts. Jesse and Lukas pass through a new, magical biome where the pink trees aren't the only thing that's blossoming... In honor of the 1.20 Trails & Tales update.

━ pairing: fem!Jesse x Lukas

━ word count: 2.2k

━ notes: My first MCSM work in years! Seriously, I wrote MCSM fics on Wattpad when I first started high school, and now I just graduated about a month ago. Writing this felt so nostalgic and fulfilling, I hope you enjoy it just as much as I enjoyed writing it!

[firstfandomfangirl]

new Minecraft fic that I’m taking too seriously is out

[afterartist]

Writing about my Minecraft Ocs that I ship together like I’m normal

[crowned-corvidae]

OKAY!!! So this is art I did of my first ever fanfiction Just a Couple of Drinks, and while it's mainly Tubbo centered, I really liked this scene I wrote between Tommy and Wilbur more than anything so waaa!! :D I was going to draw Wilbur's reaction as well but I got a bit ahead of myself with this one :P

Been considering making posts about my fanficiton here but never got around to it, but if you like DSMP or Owl House you'll probably find something you'll enjoy??? maybe. No promises. But I'm always down for some criticism as well!

[angelfoodcake222]

I'm doing a thing, @helpisimpforafictionalblockman!

I thought about our little chat on my previous Herobrine post so I'm working on something as we speak. Thank you for helping me restart an old hyperfixation.

[lilajeanbasener]

Chapter 6: Audio version of Forgotten or Forbidden (a Hermitcraft Story)

I feel the pressure to keep up with the Hermit-tumblr (that needs a better name) peoples. So here you go future friends and fellow Watchers~

[onesaltyerik]

The short one shot from ages ago has been edited.

Preview:

He remembered the peace in that moment, those early hours of morning that slowly crept up with the faint pink streak of dawn. 

If he could live any memory again for eternity, it would have been that.

[lonely-lost-soul]

Hi!!! I've been Reading your stuff literally all morning!! I was hoping that I could request something?

Ok ok hear me out...

Quackity x Axolotl Hybrid Reader...

So like perhaps y'know a lil pirate au, Quackity and the rest of his crew, schlatt, etc, land and decide to rest at a nearby tavern, a bunch of other ships and crews are staying there, so while schlatt and his crew are chilling in the bar and starting fights with dreams, and technos crew, bossman is walking along the beach and he meets y/n?? Idk if any of that makes sense

I just like the thought of a pink axolotl hybrid:)

ANYWAYS TYSM FOR DOING WHAT YOU DO<333

Quackity x Axolotl Hybrid Reader

First Story, back we're churning it all out! I hope you enjoy this little one-shot <3

~~~

Quackity loved the open sea, he has ever since he was a boy. He remembers his mama coming up to his room to sit beside him. She would sit at the window sill telling him stories about the open sea and the fantastical creatures that lurked under the water. He believed her fully and would always ask her to describe these creatures of legend to him. She would laugh speaking softly to him in Spanish saying they were enchantingly beautiful creatures, and that Quackity’s father was the only one who’s ever allegedly seen these mythological beings in real life. She told tales about them and it was easy to fall in love with them. Apparently, many of these creatures fell hard and fast and it was even harder for a human not to be taken beneath the waves, lost forever to the deep ocean. Quackity wasn’t so sure he believed all that, after all, if no one ever saw one how would they know they’d be lost forever? Even so, he still stayed up all night waiting for his father to return from his job working for the royal navy, but he never did. His ship was lost at sea never to be heard from again.  

“Oi, Quackity get your head out of your ass. We’re here.” 

Quackity snapped out of his daydream standing up straight as their ship lurched to anchor at the port. The smell of salt and algae permeated the pier as the crew began to dismount their vessel, The Big Man. The ship was owned and run by Captain Schlatt, one of the most well-known pirates on the open sea. The man had taken a young and impressionable Quackity under his wing and made him his first mate after four months of staying in his home village. Quackity hadn’t been back home in a while, five years give or take, he hoped his mother was fairing well and was using the money he would send her from their excursions. She had never been the same since his father never returned that fateful night all those years ago. Quackity stood straighter the scar on the side of his face itching in aggravation due to the salty air, Tubbo, Quackity’s young apprentice stood behind him eagerly. 

“You ready to go bossman?” His smile stretched across his face, Quackity wasn’t sure if the kid was expecting this venture to turn into a raid or if he was just that enthusiastic to be on land once again. 

“As I’ll ever be,” Quackity grinned adjusting his hat, “Schlatt already headed to the tavern?” 

“If you think anyone could come in between him and getting his alcohol you’d be mistaken.” Tubbo scoffed, muttering in clear disdain, “He’s already there, plus he heard rumors that an old ‘friend’ of his was also frequenting the bar.” 

“He has many quote-on-quote friends amigo, you’re gonna need to be more specific.” Quackity snorted as he walked down the ramp of the ship, his long blue jacket fluttering in the briny air, Tubbo following close behind him.  

“Wilbur and his crew.” 

“Mierda…” He groaned as Tubbo opened up the tavern doors, it was already loud inside as Quackity entered, he noticed Tubbo’s face lit up seeing Tommy and Ranboo. All three were close when they were young, all grown up on the streets together they had to learn to look after one another. But took different routes escaping the royal guard and ending up on different ships. Tommy went off with Wilbur and Ranboo went with Wilbur's twin brother Technoblade, which meant the Blood God was somewhere around here too. He scratched at his scar that was generously granted by said man, so far he didn’t see any sign of him, hopefully, he was fucking one of the barmaids somewhere to occupy his time and wrath. “Tubbo,” Quackity began and the boy looked at him with big doe eyes, “go on and say hi to your old mates. No drinking through, I’m gonna need you on your toes for when Schlatt inevitably crashes.” 

“Yes sir,” Tubbo beamed quickly running over to the other boys and throwing his arms around them excitedly. Quackity’s lip twitched seeing how innocent and excited all the boys were to see one another, he wondered if he’d ever get that feeling back for himself. Most likely not, seeing as Schlatt was already pulling a barmaid into his lap while Wilbur was chuckling by his side. Quackity rubbed between his eyes already knowing they were most certainly staying here a few more days at least. So long as Schlatt had a warm drink and either a dick to suck or a pussy to fuck they’d be here for a good long while. 

“Well, Well, Well if it isn’t the Little Duck.” Quackity tensed pivoting to face Technoblade and his father Phil. Phil had a pleased grin on his face, and Techno was smirking cockily with a brunette woman at his side. One of his favorites from the territory, Quackity got a bad feeling it’s not often all the pirate captains came together under one roof. All that seemed to be missing was Dream and his crew, but give it some time he was sure that green bastard would show up one way or another. “How’s the scar fairing you?” 

“Fine.” He grunted locking his jaw, “Sometimes I lose peripheral vision in my eye but you know that’ll happen when you take a cutlass to the face.” Technoblade had the gall to laugh like him being disfigured was the most amusing thing in the world. 

“You’re lucky that’s all I did, considering you tried to publicly execute me.” Technoblade scoffed raising a slit eyebrow, he took a step closer to Quackity towering over him, Quackity stepped back trying to keep his chest puffed feining confidence. The girl who was by Techno’s side leaned closer to Phil looking nervous and Phil gently stroked her hair.

“You blew up our ship!” He argued, sweating watching as Technoblade moved into his periphery, he was now unable to see him due to his blind eye. He choked feeling cold metal a hand wrapped tight around his neck, he let out a wheeze as the air was ripped from his lungs.

“I let you escape with your life. Remember that Little Duck.” He whispered into Quackity’s ear sending a chill of ice down his spine, his airways eased as Technoblade let go of his neck. He let in a big gulp of air and began to pant, “run back to your Captain. It seems he may need your help sooner rather than later.” Technoblade stepped away motioning for Phil to follow, the older man only eyed Quackity wearily before following his son, dragging the maiden with him. Quackity’s hand shakily touched his neck which was sure to bruise before looking back at all the patrons in the bar, they all seemed to be distracted enough. He needed to leave, everything felt hot and his one good eye was stinging he wouldn’t be caught dead showing any signs of weakness especially not towards Technoblade. The sounds of the chattering of the bar overwhelmed him completely and his body was buzzing unpleasantly. He walked to the back of the room near the exit and slipped out of it hopefully unnoticed. 

“Bastard,” Quackity grumbled under his breath, as the cold air began to cool off his feverish skin “maldito cerdo…” He knew where he needed to go. 

Whenever he would feel overwhelmed or stressed as a child his mom would always walk him by the ocean, feeling the sand beneath his toes and the fresh ocean air always helped clear his mind. So that’s where Quackity headed, the sun was setting, reflecting off the ocean creating a beautiful orange and purple glow over the coast. He slipped off his leather boots leaving them by the pier, the soft feather in his black hair tickled his cheek as he removed his hat so he didn’t lose it in case he went for a swim. The wind fluttered through his hair and made his jacket flutter around his body as he began his trek across the beach. He made it about a mile and a half down the beach when he noticed a figure standing out on a rocky outcropping. Waves crashed against the rocks severely, spraying foam everywhere and there was no doubt that the algae would make it slippery, as he drew closer he realized the figure on the outcropping was a young woman around his age. He wasn’t close enough to make out any distinctive features, however, he did watch her slip, stumbling over herself almost crashing into the waves below. It made Quackity’s heart skip a beat, his legs moved on their own as he came up quickly onto the rocks and the woman to try to warn her. She let out a squeak as he watched her bend over to pick something off of the rock her legs slipping out from under her as Quackity reached out and grasped her by the waist. She reached out and clung to his shoulders as he steadied the both of them, as they locked eyes Quackity felt all the saliva in his mouth dry up instantly. 

“Las historias son verdaderas…” The girl began to chitter nervous wiggling in his hold, “Hey, hey! It’s okay I’m not gonna hurt you.” He expressed hoping she could understand him, she seemed to eye him hesitantly before giving a nod. Now that she knew he wouldn’t hurt her he was able to fully take in her features, she looked mostly human except instead of ears she had fins growing out the side of her head, they were a soft baby pink. They looked different from normal fins, now that he really examined they weren’t really fins at all they were rounded and more feathery, unlike anything he’d ever seen. As he pulled away he continued to gaze at the fish lady, he noticed she had a pink shine to her skin if she moved a certain way against the light. Her hands were webbed, as were her feet, and a long tail fin came from behind her and was wrapped around her legs seemingly protectively. Other than those features she appeared to be a normal human, with (h/c) hair and (e/c) eyes and a cute nose and lips. “Do you speak English?” 

“Yes…” She spoke softly still seeming wary of him, 

“I’m Quackity and you?” You told him your name and his body shivered as he tested it out on his own lips. “It’s nice to meet you hermosa,” He purred bowing gracefully with a wink. He watched your brow furrow cutely you let out a frustrated chirp, 

“I don’t know what that means.” A pout settled across your lips and Quackity just wanted to pinch your cheeks, 

“It means beautiful.” He mushed shooting finger guns in your direction, 

Your eyes got wide and your trail flicked shyly, color spread across your cheeks and he watched you preen. “Are you trying to court me?” You sounded so serious he had to laugh, “you’re doing it wrong.” 

“Oh am I?” He hummed eyes sparkling mischievously as you nodded relaxing a little by his side. “Want to enlighten me?” 

“I suppose it is my duty as the Princess of my kingdom to enlighten outsiders of our culture. It won’t be easy to court me mind you. I’m very picky.” 

Quackity let out a startled sound, “hold on did you say you were a princess?-” You grabbed his hands and placed them on your hips before smashing your foreheads together, he let out a breathy laugh of ‘what the fuck?’ 

“First you have to show you care for me with a dance,” You spoke proudly resting your hands behind his neck, “While I sing.” You began to hum softly as you and Quackity danced around the slippery rock. He was baffled at how serious you were taking his comment, then again he didn’t know anything about you or your species' traditions. No one has ever seen anything like you or your kind before he figured he should just go along with it for now. He was quiet but began to lead you through the dance and he noticed little changes in your song, you would let out little trills and chirps before your song came to an end. It was adorble and he found himself taking in your features rather fondly, his mama was right. You were enchantingly beautiful. You took a step away from him observing him he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do so he just did what his mama taught him if he ever found himself dancing with a lady. He knelt down on one knee took your hand in his own and pressed a kiss to the back of your hand winking up at you. Color spilled across your cheeks, and you warbled a little, “You pass.” You glanced away from him clearly trying to hide your embarrassment and it made him feel proud that he could fluster you. Him, with his jagged scar and fake tooth, and you the beautiful princess from a mysterious underwater kingdom that he was somehow courting. 

“I’m not saying I never fail but…I have a pretty good reputation.” Quackity mused, “What’s next?” 

“Shells, you have to be able to find the most appealing shells that you think I’ll like and make them into a necklace for me to wear. If I accept the shells and the handcrafted necklace then you can continue with your own bizarre courting rituals.”

“You can count on me.” Quackity hummed, “How long do I have, I don’t see very well in the dark, unfortunately.” You looked thoughtful for a moment, 

“Same time tomorrow,” You tapped your fingers against your skin in thought, your eyes narrowed and he yelped slightly as you were suddenly close to his face. If he leaned forward both your lips would connect. Your fingers trailed against his scar and he tensed, “What happened to you? Who did this?” 

“Er…got into a fight with a giant pig.” He mused, “Made it out alive though even with this ugly thing.” Quackity rubbed the back of his neck, did she find him repulsive now? Who wouldn’t, after all his face is practically mangled beyond comprehension. 

“It’s not ugly.” 

“Huh?” He blanched blinking in surprise, 

“You’re a brave warrior.” The cold, wet pads of your fingers felt good against his hot skin and itchy scar, “Only the strongest warriors have scars. You are very brave as well as very handsome.” You trilled fingers grazing over his lips,

Oh. 

Oh. God. 

He’s flustered. You’ve actually managed to flusher him and pink spread across his cheeks and ears, he stumbled back a little and felt his feet slide out from under him. “Oh fuck!” He felt the cold water engulf him and he thought for sure his head would be bashed against the hard rock. At least he had gotten to dance with a beautiful angel before he died, he had that he supposed. But instead, he felt two hands pull him out of the water like he weighed nothing like he was a wet tissue, he sputtered staring into your eyes. He looked down to find himself floating in the air, you were carrying him like it was NOTHING. He yelped as you moved your arms suddenly carry him bridal style and began to scamper off the soaking rocks,

“You fell.” You grinned down at him, “You’re pretty clumsy huh?” He was sure by the heat of his face his entire face had to be as red as a cherry tomato, his head was nestled between your breasts. “It’s okay.” He felt you place him back on the sand and cupped his cheeks, “I’ll protect you little bird.” You brushed the feather in his hair, delicately pushing some wet hair behind his ear, “With the prettiest eyes…” You cooed, 

“Okay-” He sputtered eyes hazy looking over at you, the way the rising moon lit up your body made you look almost ethereal. It was the first time he could actually see what you were wearing, it seemed to be a mix of shells, coral, seaweed, and netting. He did take note that your neck was bare of any type of shells it stirred something inside of him, he wanted to make your neck beautiful with shells. You both jumped as there was a loud shout of Quackity’s name, it sounded like a frantic Tubbo, “Tomorrow?” he spoke hurriedly “I promise.” 

“I’ll see you then.” You smiled softly leaning forward and pressing a kiss to his forehead before disappearing into the sea. He was still dazed when Tubbo grabbed his arm, 

“Big Q! Where have you been? It’s been hours! Schlatt got into a fight!”

“Shit. With you?” 

“Dream!” 

Double shit. 

“Schlatt wants to leave as soon as possible! He’s pissed you weren’t there.” 

TRIPLE SHIT. 

All he could think about was your smiling face, and strong arms as you disappeared back into the waves. He still needed to get you shells, still needed to tell you what was going on and where he was going! He was going to leave you abandoned just like his father did his mother. “As soon as possible? But we just landed at the port! We’d have to find the entire crew and it’s so late at that.” He tried to argue as Tubbo huffed, 

“Don’t argue with me! Argue with Schlatt!” He tossed his arms up in the air, “either way we have to hurry- Are you looking for shells right now!?” 

“I’ll meet you back there as soon as I can! There’s just something I have to do first, tell Schlatt he can wait five minutes and if he can’t he can leave me here.” 

“Big Q what’s going on with you!” 

“Go Tubbo!” 

The young lad flinched, hesitating only slightly before nodding and heading back the way he came. Once he was gone from view Quackity frantically knelt in the sand searching for all the different shells he could find. He gathered as many as he could break, or chipped he didn’t care he hoarded all of them. He only was able to find one full shell a little scallop and he quickly flicked open his pocket knife and carved a thin little ‘Q’ inside it. Quackity ripped off a piece of fabric from his jacket and did his best to poke holes in the shells and thread them through the only fabric he had. He hesitantly took the feather out of his hair and interwove it onto the makeshift necklace. He stumbled back onto the outcropping and rested the necklace near the rock he had found you standing by, he said a quick prayer that you’d receive the gift before heading back down the beach towards Schlatt and his ship.

Quackity got an earful from a fuming Schlatt when he returned back, Schlatt had a large open wound in his chest and a black eye most likely from Dream and Sapnap tag team. He blamed Quackity for the injury claiming if he was doing his job and keeping an eye on Schlatt he wouldn’t have pissed off the little green bug. The stubborn bastard didn’t let anyone else tend to his wound other than Quackity as per usual, once he was all patched up Schlatt grabbed a bottle of whiskey and passed out in his bed. Not before commanding the ship to leave port, of course, how could he have forgotten that in his wounded and drunken stupor? Quackity was fuming marching back onto the front of the ship and bending over the railing, he watched as the isle grew into nothing but a small dot in the distance. He felt a sharp pain in his chest like he was leaving some part of it behind on that island, that was until he heard a loud thumb against the side of the ship. He leaned over the railing to see a mop of (h/c) hair peaking out from the ocean, he almost choked seeing you pop up and chirp at him. You were keeping up with the boat and around your neck was his mess of a necklace he made you, did that mean you accepted it? It had to have, “What are you doing here?” He laughed trying not to fall over the side, 

“You’re my mate now!” You called laughing as you splashed through the water to keep up with the boat, “Your shells were perfectly imperfect and so are you, I love it! I accept!” You chittered and Quackity watched you do a flip in the water, “You’re stuck with me now!”

Quackity couldn’t have been happier to hear those words come out of your mouth. The only problem now was how exactly he was going to explain you to the crew and Schlatt. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even notice Tubbo gawking beside him, “WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT!” 

Quadruple shit.

[wolfsbane54]

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), Dream SMP, Video Blogging RPF Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza's Chat, Technoblade's Chat & Phil Watson | Philza Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Phil Watson | Philza's Chat Additional Tags: Fluff, Adventure, Fluff and Crack, Phil Watson's Chat is Made of Crows (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade's Chat are Technoblade's Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Potions Accident, Technoblade Hears Voices (Video Blogging RPF), Mischief, the voices - character - Freeform, Angel of Death Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Blood God Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Immortal Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), crows - character - Freeform, Crows, Magic, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Avian Phil Watson (Video Blogging RPF), Piglin Hybrid Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson-centric (Video Blogging RPF), Manifestation, emerald duo, Chaos, Murder, Whump, mostly on the crows and voices part, Original Non-Human Character(s) - Freeform, Fantasy, Feral Behavior, maybe a little gore too, Pictures Summary:

Technoblade and the voices have always been together. None of the Voices could remember a time when they were not with Techno. Always with him on his ventures and battles. Through the good and the bad times. They were even there when he met the famous adventurer, known as the Angel of Death, who was known as the mate of the Goddess Death herself, followed by crows. They were there as a close friendship was struck and bonds grew. Surprisingly, while only Techno was the only one to ever hear the Voices, the crows of the Angel could as well. The Voices and the Crows became close, which sometimes meant Techno now had a flock of crows following him along too.

(Or Phil's Crows and Techno's Voices get into some mischeif that run Phil and Techno on an adventure they never thought they would ever have.) (I don't know how to summariese this one. I've had it on my computer for a while now.)