#muffinteers fanfic

[bagelrites]

Prompt: Muffinteers playing tag. :D

Immediately thought of IRL Manhunt, because of the "that would just be a game of tag" jokes, so enjoy some fantasizing about IRL Manhunt vs. 3 hunters :)

Dream puts a hand over his chest, feeling the smooth ball of the ender eye, still intact in his armor. That was a close call, but he’s pretty sure he threw them off by doubling back through the ditch by the river, and once he takes a few deep breaths to slow his heartbeat, he can hear that the forest around him is quiet, the hunters now out of ear shot.

They’ve been running around this stretch of Florida wilderness for a couple of hours now, and Dream has found it shockingly difficult to fulfill his win conditions. The game might need a few tweaks to make this work for videos, but there is no way he’s calling this off, now. Instead, his mind is racing, trying to figure out a way to turn this around on the hunters and make an epic end to the manhunt—in which he wins, of course.

He carefully weaves between the trees, making note of the new terrain. He doesn’t think he’s been to this part of the forest yet, so there may still be some unplundered supplies around. When a couple minutes of searching turns up nothing, however, he starts to get the feeling that even if he hasn’t been here yet, the hunters have. 

That’s when he hears talking ahead. He immediately ducks behind a large tree, peering out just enough to get a grasp on who’s there.

“Sapnap, he didn’t go this way,” George is saying. “We need to turn around.”

“Yeah, he totally did. I can see it in the leaves,” Sapnap answers.

“Oh my god. You and your leaves.”

Dream starts backing up, paying attention to where he puts his feet so he doesn’t make a sound to alert them.

Unfortunately from him, it’s not the sound that does it.

“There he is!” Sapnap suddenly shouts, and Dream curses under his breath, taking off in a sprint. His friends are after him, but with his head start and his longer legs, he’s pretty sure he’ll lose them again.

And then he sees a fence ahead. He can’t jump it—he knows the other side is private property, and as cool as it would be to have some “out of bounds” maneuvers in the video, he also doesn’t want headlines about Minecraft YouTuber Dream Arrested for Trespassing. So, his only choice is to pivot and run alongside the fence, which unfortunately gives Sapnap and George the opportunity to gain some ground by cutting across the hypotenuse of the triangular path Dream’s just taken.

“Oooh! We’re catching up!” George teases, though he sounds seriously out of breath. Sapnap is being quiet, which means he’s probably running for real and almost certainly getting a lot closer than George is. It’s moments like these Dream wishes he could go into F5 mode in real life and see just where he is.

“Come here!” Sapnap shouts, and the sound is a lot closer than Dream would have expected, which makes him shout in panic and blindly sprint ahead. 

This must be what he wanted, though, because suddenly Dream’s lost his footing, feet plunging into a shallow ditch covered over with leaves.

“Oof! What the…?” He catches himself on his hands and immediately starts scrambling to get back up, when someone pops out from behind the nearest tree and tackles him onto his back.

“Hey—what the fuck!?” He tries to push them off, but he’s so surprised, his reflexes aren’t fast enough, and before he can even register who’s done it, the ender eye is ripped from his chest.

“I did it!” none other than BadBoyHalo shouts, ponytail bouncing as he jumps up and down, the round eye raised in his triumphant fist.

“Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me,” Dream groans and covers his face, listening to his friends shriek and holler as they catch up to start celebrating with Bad.

“Hunters 1, Dream zero!” Sapnap gloats.

“Yeah! We’re the GOATs of IRL Manhunt!” George says.

“Tell me again why we invited Bad?” Dream grumbles behind his hands.

“Hey!” Bad pouts, and George laughs his head off.

“Because someone said ‘oh, two hunters will be too easy! We have to have at least three!’” he says, mocking Dream with a high-pitched voice.

“How did you even—did you guys build this trap?” Dream asks, finally standing up to get a better view at what did him in.

“Yeah. We found a shovel over here like way back at the beginning of the game and Bad said we should make a leaf trap,” Sapnap explains.

“I was the only one who could remember where it was, so I got to kill you,” Bad says, showing off the eye again. “Plus, it was my idea to give you the illusion of safety once you got close, so we had time to split up and corral you without you realizing.”

“Damn. You guys actually thought this through,” Dream says. “I didn’t think you were capable of that.”

“Excuse me?” Bad feigns offense again, and Dream laughs, shaking his head. 

“Kidding,” he says, and holds out his hand. “Good game, Bad. You beat me fair and square.”

“Aww. You played good, too, Dream.” Bad shakes his hand, smiling up at him with pride in his eyes. “It just wasn’t your day.”

[ao3feed-crimeboys]

The light at the end of the fucking world

by Coppletop

-The city was ruined. The roads were covered in rubble, smashed cars, and dead bodies. Dead bodies. Tommy gagged, a wave of nausea sweeping over him. The stench of rotting, burning flesh filled the air as he passed by the corpses. He didn’t think about where he was going, only that he had to go. Leave behind this mess, find somewhere to rest, and breathe.-

— Aka the end of the world due to nuclear explosions, but it’s from Tommyinnit’s POV and is dream smp centric. Yeah there’ll be a lot of angst, pain, death, etc —

Words: 1719, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Dream SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Categories: Gen

Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF), Zak Ahmed | Skeppy, Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Niki | Nihachu, Jack Manifold, Karl Jacobs, Alexis | Quackity

Relationships: Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & TommyInnit, The Crimson Egg (Dream SMP) & Darryl Noveschosch | BadBoyHalo, DreamXD & Dream SMP Ensemble, Toby Smith | Tubbo & TommyInnit, Clay | Dream & GeorgeNotFound & Sapnap (Video Blogging RPF)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Dream SMP Setting (Video Blogging RPF), Apocalypse, Armageddon, very sad, dark sbi sort of, dream team, Dream SMP Alternate Universe, Sad TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), dream smp but sad, apocalypse dream smp, apocalyptic dream smp, TommyInnit POV, End of the World, Author Is Sleep Deprived, Disc Duo, C! Dream apologist, The Eggpire, badboyhalo is an epic murderer guy, tommyinnit is alone, tommyinnit is alone at the end of the world, Tommyinnit needs help, sbi, muffinteers - Freeform, Dark TommyInnit, angst dreamsmp, Sad Ending, Hurt No Comfort, Hurt/Comfort, Character Death, dream smp death, lmanberg, alternate universe dream smp, Apocalypse tommyinnit, Bench trio, clingy duo, sad ending dream smp, Wilbur Soot is Not Okay, Tommyinnit is suicidal, The End of the World, Nuclear Warfare, Dream SMP Ensemble Angst, dream smp nuclear warfare, DSMP, dsmp bombing, My First Fanfic, Dreamsmp role play, Hurt, Wounds, Intense Violence, Swearing, Death, wound description

source https://archiveofourown.org/works/41309454

[saltybutsad]

Me: Ok I have a lot of homework due tomorrow so I should work on that

My brain: But.. write an overdone high school au for dreamnotnap where they all hate each other at first but slowly become friends before falling in love? •u•

Me: Wha- no there already so many of those-

My brain: Or a soft au where Tubbo is mute and becomes friends with Tommy? And it’s just super sweet and shows how great platonic love can be?

Me: ..Okay maybe later, but like, I have to work now-

My brain: Or! Or an angsty fic where Bad snaps after everyone being mean to him and he starts yelling and swearing and shit? And it’s super angsty but has a soft ending where everyone is just comforting him and making him feel loved? :D

Me:

Me: ...homework can wait until tomorrow-

[shirubiaowo]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/25191775/chapters/61054144 me and my bf were reading this its pretty good  go check it out

[mc-slowwalker]

If you guys are ever looking for a dteam centric fic with no ships No Rest for the Wicked is where it’s at & it’s got a hard vouch from me

[beacon-lamp]

so i understand there has been a recent influx over the last month or so of new people into mcytblr.  and hello!  welcome!  we are all Very Glad to have you here!

but just as a gentle reminder and PSA to All.

Do Not Tag Anything Related To Minecraft Youtubers As “Minecraft” or “Mineblr”.  Do Not Even Tag It As “Minecraft Youtubers”, because tumblr’s tagging system is held together by duct tape and a prayer and it will see the word minecraft and shove it into the minecraft tag.

the Only Tag you should be using is “mcyt” or “mcytblr”.  

i am so happy to have people creating content in this community, as it keeps this place Alive.  but please be respectful of the other people.  not everyone wants to see dreamsmp fanart.  some people just wanna look at minecraft posts.  we have So Many Tags.  So Many.  that you Can and Should Use to get more exposure to your content.

and just some more basic tumblr etiquette.  do not crosstag.  your technoblade post should not be in the sapnap tag and vice versa.  and lastly, please Reblog Posts.  unlike other social media sites, Likes Do Nothing for the “algorithm” or the creator.  so if you like a post, especially Fanart/Fanfics/Analysis, please reblog it.

more “official” tags are under the cut for you to use to your heart’s content:

DreamTeam-Related Tags: dream team, dreamteam, dteamblr, muffinteers, 404blr

SBI-Related Tags: sleepy boys inc, sleepy bois inc, sbi, sleepyblr

DreamSMP: dreamsmp, dream smp, dsmp, dsmpblr

Hermitcraft: hermitcraft, hermitblr

The tags for the CCs themselves are generally their IGN (i.e. tommyinnit, dreamwastaken, nihachu, fundy, jack manifold, karl jacobs, eret, etc.)

[v01dbug-s1nr0se]

You ever associate someone/something(like an app/social media) with a certain thing/fandom so much it's hard to:

a) see them do something else that isn't remotely similar to it

b) watch someone else do something that's remotely similar to it

Like we've associated: -Markiplier with horror(more specifically FNaF, Slender, and SCP) -Thinknoodles with Minecraft and Poptropica -DanTDM with Minecraft -PM Seymour and Michaela Laws with Tumblr, shitposts, and voice acting(also MyStreet) -Aphmau with roleplay, voice acting, and anime -Kubz Scouts with Yandere Simulator

Like okay yeah they do other content Like Mark does co-op games with Bob, Wade, and Jack. PM does art and has their own series. Think does Roblox and horror. Dan does reactions. Michaela does playthroughs. Jay does horror. Aphmau's relatively the same/lh/nm but she did have that roblox and gacha life "phase"

Like we'll always support their content no matter what, but literally at the same time we tag them to what we know and what we grew up with/found them through.

Like we grew up with Mark playing FNaF Thinknoodle's Noodle Planet, DanTDM's lab, Aphmau's Minecraft Diaries and MyStreet. We found Jay through Yandere Simulator, PM and Michaela through MyStreet and Tumblr

Same with StampyLongNose and iBallisticSquid. We associate them immediately back to Minecraft on the Xbox 360 and early days of PC. Yeah they're going back to them and Stampy doesn't stray too far from Minecraft, but at the same time? That's all we really recognise them for.

Everyone can have their own interests, but that's just. How we associate content creators-

Like, we're always going to associate our friends with fandoms.

Those from @magicemyt's community are gonna be associated with MagicEm, Dream SMP(mostly Bench Trio, SBI, and the Dream Team/Muffinteers{also the ships/joke ships}), fanfics(mostly Ao3 and Wattpad), Genshin Impact, Cookie Run Kingdom, and Gacha. @lunas-asks-and-reblogs is aways going to be associated with Undertale/Delta Rune(+AUs), FNaF(that is how we found each other), and Homestuck. And in the future I'm 99% sure we're going to associate @sktls-ig with Encanto(more specifically Bruno).

Like pogchamp, have your special interests! Be unique! But at the same time please understand I am literally going to be slow as fuck when things change.

TL;DR

i don't think we can shorten this post down by much, i'm sorry

[okaytomathy]

Intro

• Bri | Adult | She/Her • MCYT sideblog. Tommy url, but not a Tommy-centric blog. I just wanted a short Dream quote, lol. Much love. Thank you for being here. ♡

Primary tag lists below (will update when new tags are added)

Anything bolded with the ♥ symbol is what I main on this blog, otherwise this tag list is simply to keep this blog organized.

People

Alec Benjamin

Antfrost

Austin Show

Awesamdude

BadBoyHalo

Callahan

Captain Puffy

Dream ♥

Dream’s mom

Drista

Foolish Gamers

Fundy

GeorgeNotFound ♥

George’s mom

Hannahxxrose

HasanAbi

HBomb94

Illumina

Karl Jacobs

Manager Ken

MrBeast

Patches

Ph1LzA

Punz

Rainbolt

Sapnap

Skeppy

Sylvee

TapL

Technoblade

Technoblade’s dad

TommyInnit

Tommy’s mom

Tubbo

Quackity

VelvetIsCake

Wilbur Soot

Ships

Awesamdream

Dralec

Dream Team ♥

Dreambolt

Dreamnap

DreamNotFound ♥

Drellumina

Droolish

Drunz

Funz

Georgebur

HasanNotFound

Karlnap

KarlNotFound

SapNotFound

Skephalo

Sylveebolt

People that aren't okay with irl shipping

Citrus Duo (Dream & Fundy)

Clingy Duo (Tommy & Tubbo)

Crew Boys (Dream, George, Sapnap, Karl & Quackity)

Disc Duo (Dream & Tommy)

Firefly Duo (Dream & Tubbo)

Fireworks Duo (Technoblade & Tubbo)

The Four Muffinteers (Dream, George, Sapnap & BBH)

Jaffacake Duo (George & Tubbo)

Rivals Duo (Dream & Technoblade)

Rubberduck Duo (George & Tommy)

Whore Duo (HBomb & Fundy)

Other

Clips

Disclosure

Fanart

Fanfic

Gifs

NSFW (suggestive)

Photos (irl images of ccs)

Replies

Screenshots (in-game images)

Tweets

[bagelrites]

^^^ It has come to my attention that whatever I post next (this post) will be my 5,000th post, so I've decided to make it a special one!

Did you know that I started this blog, it was originally named OfDemonsAndDruids, because all I intended to really post about was my fanfic series by the same name? And if you did know that, congrats! And thanks for sticking around, that's so cool :)

And for the rest of you! you will now be indoctrinated by the epic ODAD lore (which plagues my drain to this day, even after writing 176k words about it.)

George is the crown prince of the Mushroom Kingdom, a secluded but prosperous country which boasts powerful druid magic and control over the Lichens, a strange yet formidable species which bonds with humans when their true name is spoken. George, as the prince, is given a Lichen to bond with when he's sixteen, and the Lichen will serve as his guard, protector, and servant for the rest of his life.

Dream is that Lichen, though his real name isn't Dream. Dream is the "code" by which he goes so no one other than George can speak his true name. He has been trained his whole life to serve the royal family and to protect George with his superhuman powers of speed, strength, and stamina. He wears a mask, as do all Lichens, because their most powerful skill is that of control. When a Lichen looks at someone with their bare eyes, they can completely control that person (and yes, he can see through the mask. It's magic.)

Sapnap is, well, just some guy! He lives in a village north of the Mushroom Kingdom, but longs to leave home and go on an adventure. Maybe someday his dreams can be fulfilled...

Bad is a full-blooded demon, or at least he appears to be, when he wears his enchanted cloak which casts a shadow over his face. He's worked for years building a reputation as the best bounty hunter in the Nether, and works with his team of white wolves to hunt down his bounties.

Skeppy is an imp, a species closely related to demons, though they're about half the size and have wings instead of horns and a fuzzy tail. They're also shapeshifters, and don't follow the code of order that demons do. Instead, they're led only by chaos and a drive for trickery. Skeppy and Bad have been friends for a long time, though that friendship mostly consists of Skeppy teasing and trolling Bad, and sometimes his pranks go too far...

I've just barely scratched the surface about these guys (like this literally doesn't even get into the main plot) so if you're curious, give it a read!

Symbiosis is the main fic in the series, and follows George through the events of a war between the Demons and the Mushroom Kingdom. It's 100k words and very plotty, and focuses on DNF and the four muffinteer's freindship.

Maladaptation is the companion fic to Symbiosis, which follows Bad and Skeppy through the same events, but showing a very different perspective. It's 70k and just as plotty, but focuses on Skephalo (as well as Quackity and Skeppy's friendship - I started writing it over a year ago...)

And Devotion is a short follow-up to Symbiosis, which is basically just a nsfw DNF one shot that shows a bit of Dream's POV on his relationship with George.

While it's been almost a year since I've worked on this series, I want to say that I'm not done with it and I do plan on writing more in 2024, because I've been having some serious brainworms about these guys. But regardless, I hope you enjoyed learning about my complicated fantasy AU, or if you've read Symbiosis, that you enjoyed this walk down memory lane.

With that said, happy 5,000 posts to this blog! Here's to 5,000 more 🥳🎉

[bagelrites]

Treacherous Waters

my fic for the @dtqkbigbang event!

DNF, Skephalo, 27k, Rated T

Summary:

Prince George is sailing across the ocean to be wed to a woman he’s never met, and the only way he can protest is by pretending to be seasick. Resident naval physician Skeppy sees through him almost immediately, but then it seems his plan won’t be necessary at all, because their ship gets intercepted by a band of pirates.

Captain Bad and his crew—Dream, Sapnap, Antfrost, and Velvet—capture Prince George to collect a handsome ransom from his father, and because the physician happens to be there and those are in short supply on the open ocean, they take him too.

The only issue is that Skeppy, who they intend to keep on their ship, wants nothing else but to leave, while George, who they plan only to sell, is plotting to stay and join their pirate crew.

Excerpt:

George huffed, dragging his legs back up towards his chest. He felt so disoriented. It seemed Skeppy was trying to help him, but he always felt one step away from saying or doing something that could turn Dream against him and ruin his plan. Maybe it was an irrational feeling, but that didn’t mean his position was any less precarious. He still didn’t even know why they’d taken him—he had his guesses, yes, but he was afraid to ask. Afraid to know.

He curled in closer towards his knees and took a deep breath. That was when he noticed the square of paper, left tucked under the thin mattress of the cot and the box it rested on.

George knew what it was immediately. He plucked it up, quickly glanced around to make sure he was alone, and unfolded the notebook page to see what Skeppy had written.

We need to work together to get out of here. I’ll try to come back tonight. Can’t talk in front of the pirates.

George groaned and crumpled up the paper. His instincts were right. Skeppy was going to ruin this for him.

Unless—he sat up, held the ball of paper tight in his hand—he could use this to his advantage.

Read on AO3!

And check out @carpedzem's awesome art HERE!

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A Demanding Job

Bad finds three helpless kittens in his back yard, and decides he has to take care of them.

(A drabble for my DTeam Kittens AU that I'm hopefully going to expand into a longer fic one day.)

Happy (Late) Fathers Day!

Bad finds them in the garden. 

It’s early spring, time to start turning the earth so he can plant as soon as the last frost is past, the grass starting to green up again, dewey under his knees as he works the trowel into the garden beds. A pair of sparrows land on the lawn, hop around looking for worms. Bad wipes his forehead and takes a break for a moment to watch them. 

He’s already gotten in nearly an hour of work. He thinks about taking a break, going inside and getting a cold glass of water.

Then something makes a noise. A high-pitched call, small and weak, but enough to scare off the sparrows. They flutter up and away, into the branches of a nearby tree, then quickly out of sight. The sound repeats, louder. It starts to sound like more than one animal, all coming from under the shed.

Bad gets up, walks closer. He realizes, eyes widening, that it sounds like cats. Kittens, more specifically. A pair—or more—of tiny kittens mewing desperately from under the shed.

“Oh my goodness!” Bad drops the trowel and gets on his knees. There’s a gap between the bottom of the shed and the ground where there dirt dips, the corners of the shed held up on cinder blocks to keep it level. Bad worried about animals living down there when he’d set it up, but he imagined it more likely to be squirrels or raccoons, not cats. 

He can see them: small, fuzzy shapes in the dark. There’s no sign of the mom, and if they’ve been there all night, they must be freezing. The thought of it breaks Bad’s heart just as much as their desperate cries.

“I’m coming, I’m coming,” he tells them, reaching an arm down into the hole. He has to push himself up against the side of the shed to reach, but at least they don’t run.

When he pulls the first one out, a cream-colored kitten with pale orange stripes, he realizes why: it's so young, its eyes are still closed and its ears are curled up against its head. It must only be a few days old.

“Shh, oh, oh, poor thing,” Bad whispers, holding it gently to his chest as he reaches in for the next one. This one is a brown tabby, and alarmingly, it isn’t crying out like its sibling is. It's not dead, but it feels a little cold, and Bad quickly presses it to his chest. He needs to keep it warm.

There’s still crying from under the shed, so Bad reaches down and pulls out the third kitten. It's a dark gray color, no stripes or markings like its sibling, just a slightly softer color on the stomach and snout. 

Bad gets up and carries the kittens directly inside. He’s worried about the tabby; he may have just found these kittens, but if one of them dies on his watch, he doesn’t know what he’ll do with himself.

Warmth is the most important thing. He takes off his shirt and finds a scarf to bundle them in, then ties them around his chest so he’s carrying the kittens right over his heart. He puts on a thick wool sweater over it, hoping that the barrier and his own body heat will be enough to make a safe, warm pouch for them.

Then he runs to the library and starts searching his almanacs for any information about caring for kittens.

…

After a while of warming up, snuggled between his siblings and Bad’s chest, the tabby eventually starts to meow, too, if a little quieter than the others. Bad is relieved, though he knows they’re meowing because they’re hungry. They must have been waiting for their mom, and when—for whatever reason—she didn’t return to feed them, they began to cry out for her. 

Bad’s keeping an eye on the back garden, but he hasn’t seen a cat yet. He has a feeling he won’t at all, given all the wolves living in the woods around his house. 

He has a better idea of how to care for the kittens now, though. He’s busy mixing them some formula when he hears the tabby start to cry. He adds what he can to the cow’s milk to make it more nutritious for them, then gently heats it on the stove until its warm to the touch, but not hot. 

He doesn’t have a bottle, so he first tries to spoon feed it to the kittens, but their mouths are too small and not the right shape at all, it just pours down their cheeks and gets stuck in their fur. He finds that they’ll suck it off his fingers quite easily, but it’s not effective to really get a lot of food in them. Eventually, he ends up soaking a cloth in the formula and letting them suckle on that. 

He’ll get a bottle for them as soon as he can, but he has to make sure they’re safe enough to leave alone, and for that, he needs a way to keep them warm.

The almanac suggested a sack of warm, uncooked rice. Bad heats it over the stove, stirring constantly to keep it from burning, and then pours the rice in a pillowcase. It’s a but jerry-rigged, but good enough, he supposes. He sets the warm bag of rice down in a wooden chest along with a soft blanket and a stuffed bear, something for them to cuddle with. Then he gently puts the kittens down, now all quiet and sleepy from their meal, and watches as they crawl clumsily towards the warmth and fall asleep in a pile.

He sighs, resting his arms on the edge of the chest. He already feels so attached to these three tiny kittens, their fur sticking up at odd angles, their faces pink and gummy, their bellies round and limbs short. 

He wants to watch them, but he also knows he needs to go now if he wants to run out and buy everything he needs. The kittens, at this age, need to be fed every two hours, on the hour. 

It’s a demanding job, but Bad has already made up his mind to do it.

[bagelrites]

A Dreamer In Wonderland

My fic for the Fairytales from the SMP collab!

c!DNF, 17.8k, Rated T

Summary:

George comes across a talking black rabbit on his daily walk through the woods, and follows out of curiosity. Where he ends up isn't home at all, but he can't quite seem to remember where home is, anymore.

With new friends (old friends?) at his side, George must attempt to navigate a whimsical world of quirky characters, impulsive monarchs, and perilous challenges to find his way out of Wonderland, and back to whatever (whoever?) it is he's missing.

Excerpt:

It had been so easy to keep pace with the rabbit when he was his usual height, but now that they were about level with each other, he easily outpaced George.

“Wait, I can’t run that fast!” George yelled, and though he saw the rabbit’s ears twitch, he didn’t stop, just disappeared into the trees ahead. George gave one final push, sprinting forward with reckless abandon in an attempt to catch up, when his foot caught against a small tree root, and he went tumbling forward down a hill.

George yelped, rolling head over heels down the grassy slope, until at last something hard and wooden knocked into his back, and he landed with his legs in the air, the layers of his petticoat falling towards his chest like the limp petals of a wilting rose.

“Ow,” George said, and suddenly the silence all around him erupted into laughter. George flushed, an insult meant for the rabbit hot on his tongue, when a different face leaned over him. Round cheeks and lips curled in a cheeky grin, green eyes with a playful twinkle in them. A top hat pushing golden-brown curls into a halo around his head. Freckles over his nose. A quick lick of a tongue over his lower lip.

“You need a hand there?” he asked, voice thick and warm as hot custard, and so familiar, George felt a swoop in his stomach. This should mean something, and yet it didn’t.

Read on AO3!

[bagelrites]

We Could Be A Family

Written for the prompt "BBH has the habit of adopting kids, especially older ones (may have been one case like that himself). But he has a big crush on the social helper (Skeppy). The kids BBH adopted (gnf and Dream) notice it and try, with their possible new brother (Sapnap) to play matchmaker" from @veyette.

Skephalo + Muffinteers, 1.6k words.

Summary:

Bad is the process of adopting his third son, Sapnap, but the new social worker, Skeppy, is so cute, it makes him feel like a teenager all over again. Luckily, it seems like Bad isn't the only one with a crush, and all three kids know it, too.

Excerpt:

Sapnap seemed like the perfect fit. He had a lot of the same issues as Dream, aggression and non-compliance, a long list of school-suspensions and a history of family violence. But he also had a lot of the same interests. He’d been reluctant at first when he was told Bad was looking to adopt him—mumbled under his breath why the fuck would you want to adopt me?—but when Dream asked if he wanted to play Minecraft with him, his eyes lit up. They dueled each other in bedwars for hours, and when the visit was over, Sapnap didn’t want to leave.

Two months of living with Bad later, and he was already doing better. He’d still need a lot of support, but it was support Bad knew how to give, and was more than happy to. In all honesty, the process of adopting Sapnap had been nearly identical to Dream’s, with one minor difference.

The social worker was really cute.

Read on AO3!

[bagelrites]

The Hostage

Word Count: 14k

Relationships: Dream & Badboyhalo, Dream & George & Sapnap & Badboyhalo

Warnings: Graphic depictions of violence, temporary character death

Tags: The Egg, mind control/corruption, heavy angst, Badboyhalo has a very bad time, eventual happy ending, betrayal, forgiveness, friends to enemies back to friends

Summary: A strange egg appeared in the End after Dream, George, and Sapnap slayed the dragon and opened the portal back to the overworld, and prolonged contact with it changes them into unrecognizable versions of themselves. Their eyes are red, and their hearts full of cruelty. Stranger still, they've divided themselves into two camps: Dream, who wants the egg's power all to himself, and George and Sapnap, who aim to share it. And Bad, all the while, is stuck in the middle, just a hostage to their horrible new affliction.

Excerpt:

He awoke in the night to a heavy weight on his chest and a pressure on his neck. Something flat and cold was being wrapped around it, not hard enough to choke, but there nonetheless.

He tried to reach up and pull whatever it was away, but quickly found that his hands had been bound behind his back. All at once, his eyes snapped open and he realized what—and who—had awoken him.

It was Dream, crouching above him, tightening a collar around his neck. Immediately, Bad’s eyes met his gaze, and he realized with a gasp of horror why Dream had been wearing his mask again before he went missing.

His eyes, once a warm and gentle green, were glowing red in the dark.

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[bagelrites]

Maladaptation

Rated M | 71k words | 20 chapters

Characters: Badboyhalo, Skeppy, Quackity, Dream, George, Sapnap

Relationships: Badboyhalo/Skeppy, Skeppy & Quackity, Badboyhalo & Dream & George & Sapnap

Tags: Action/Adventure, Fantasy, Friends to Lovers, Angst With a Happy Ending.

Bad is the best bounty hunter in the Nether, and he has a fragile reputation to uphold. He has to take this mission, even if his wolf pack is missing its key member, and it's all Skeppy's fault.

It's all Skeppy's fault, and Skeppy's going to do everything he can to make it up to him, even if he has no idea what he's doing when it comes to this bounty hunting stuff.

But when their arguments and fumbled attempts at apologies get wrapped up in a war, can they find their way back to each other and finally say what they really mean?

Excerpt:

“Because some of us are responsible, Skeppy,” he said. He didn’t need to remind him that demons and imps were just different like that, that Bad was a creature of loyalty and diligence, entirely different from the impish ways of chaos and mischief. He’d heard that rant plenty of times before, and still he begged Bad to relinquish his responsibilities and go gallivanting with him, doing who-knows-what. Probably annoying people: the thing Skeppy was apparently best at.

“Well, stop being so responsible, then,” Skeppy said.

Bad huffed, shoving the last of his supplies in his bag, and swung it over his shoulder so he could turn around and glare at him again.

“Very funny, Skeppy,” he dead-panned, brushing past him so he could go wake the dogs up.

“Oh, wait, I know!” Skeppy grabbed his arm. Bad reluctantly stopped, looking down at the little imp holding his elbow.

“I could come with you?”

“No.” He pulled away, but Skeppy held tighter.

“Why not? I’ll be helpful! I prooomise Bad!” he wailed, putting on his fake-crying act again.

“No, you won’t! Now let go!” Bad forcefully tugged his arm from Skeppy's grasp and marched into the adjacent room, slamming the door shut to prove his point. He could hear him sniffling on the other side, but he hardened his heart against what he knew was just a ploy for sympathy, and focused on getting his pack ready.

Link:https://archiveofourown.org/works/39265398/chapters/98253516

[bagelrites]

Hey soooo when I said I was feeling inspired by the Minecraft Hostage Simulator video to write an AU, I wasn't kidding. I already have most of it written, and I'm gonna post the first chapter tomorrow. Here's a snippet and a sneak peak of the accompanying art. It's gonna be very angsty, and I'd really really appreciate it if you gave it a chance when I post it, because there's no ships (it's just about the muffinteers' friendship/betrayal/forgiveness) which means it's probably not gonna get seen very much on AO3.