#platonic bench trio

[patchyshack]

hi if you like mcyt then you should check out my wattpad story!!!

the story i'm writing starts in early 2021, in chesapeake, virginia, and it follows june gold, wilbur soot's cousin as she flies to england and meets some friends (tommy, ranboo, and tubbo), whom she eventually forms a band with. it's mostly just a lighthearted story featuring an autistic lesbian main character, lots of queer and poc rep, and some good music.

note: content warnings for cancer, death, coronavirus, homophobia, transphobia, racism, ableism, and panic attacks. there are always content warnings above each chapter.

pros:

queer rep

neurodivergent rep

poc rep

a bunch of shitheads just messing around and being teenagers

the primary plot is entirely platonic

the romantic subplot is with a disabled trans woc

the first in a planned series :)))

cons:

unfinished (for now)

[faye-writes-stuff]

welp here we go again

INCORRECT QUOTES TIMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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Y/n: petition to remove the 'd' from Wednesday Dream: Wednesay Y/n: Not what I had in mind, but I'm flexible

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Y/n: Dream, stop! This isn't you, you've gone mad with power! Dream: Well of course I have. Dream: Have you ever tried going mad without power? Dream: It's boring.

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Y/n: Today is a day of running through hurdles. Ranboo: Aren’t you supposed to jump OVER hurdles? Y/n: Whatever. Fear is only something to be afraid of if you let it scare you.

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Y/n: Ranboo... Why did you draw a pentagram on the floor? Ranboo: Your text told me to satanize the house before you returned. Y/n: Y/n: I wrote sanitize, Ranboo

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Y/n: Sorry it took me so long to bail you out of jail Sapnap: No it’s my fault, I shouldn’t’ve used my one phone call to prank call the police

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Y/n: Is letting someone win at chess sapiosexual bottoming Sapnap: Does anyone in this godforsaken group ever think before they speak

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George: Welcome, fellow idiots Y/n: Hello, George George: No, no, not you, you're not an idiot Y/n: You underestimate me

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George: *Gets down on one knee* Y/n: Oh my god, it’s finally happening. George: *Falls over* Y/n: The poison is kicking in.

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Tommy: Change is inedible. Y/n: Don't you mean inevitable? Tommy, spitting out coins: No, I did not.

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Tommy: Ok, maybe playing ‘whose family is most dysfunctional’ wasn’t the best idea we’ve had. Y/n's been crying in the bathroom for an hour. We can’t get them out...

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Tubbo: Man, I only ever see you awake, do you ever shut down or stop running? Y/n: Oh, I’m always running Y/n: The question is from what

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Tubbo: I know you’re deflecting by making jokes about how hot you are. Y/n: It’s not a joke. Y/n: *sniffles* Y/n: I’m a legit snack.

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Foolish: Lol heads up if you try to make a candle with food coloring, the food coloring will just sink to the bottom of the glass, and when the flame eventually reaches the bottom all the food coloring will catch fire and become one giant tall flame that you cannot possibly blow out and the glass will start to crack and then you'll throw your tea on it in a panic and then the extremely hot food coloring will boil and sizzle horribly and then the glass will shatter. Please take my word on this lmfao Y/n: What did you do op? Foolish: A MISTAKE

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Y/n: Foolish... Foolish: Oh no, 'Foolish' in b-flat. Foolish: You're disappointed.

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Technoblade: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE Y/n: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially Technoblade, desperately, as Y/n bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Y/n: Oh! B positive. Technoblade: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE Y/n:

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Technoblade, in a meeting: My policy is if you see something, say something. Y/n: I saw a squirrel in a tree today! Technoblade, with the tone of someone who is used to Y/n: Outstanding. Technoblade: This is what I’m talking about people.

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Technoblade: You're the love of my life and my best friend, I would do anything for you. Y/n: I want you to eat three meals a day and have a decent sleep schedule. Technoblade: Absolutely not.

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i accidentally hit post on this too early so if you saw this b4 it was finished- no you didn't

ANYWAYS enjoy, because the last one got over 300 likes so

ic master list :)

[listenheresweaty]

REVIVEBUR X READER (and Tommy, Platonically) PART TWO

This is still terrible and long. I have very little motivation

part 3 out soon

Rating: PG-13

It was raining the day that Tommy decided to invite Wilbur to dinner. He had tolerated Wilbur's presence at your house before, but that had been mostly outside, while the two of you had been growing your mushroom garden.

Wilbur had been only slightly annoying that day: no real taunts, only vague attempts to get Tommy to leave you. And a storm was brewing, so Tommy and you decided that Wilbur might as well stay there for dinner.

Wilbur was ecstatic. Finally some progress. Delusional, he was convinced that he'd be able to get Tommy to come with him-- his brother, family by blood.

So he got worse. A mixture of desperation, exhilaration of being supposedly so close to his goal and the strange, unwelcome and warm feeling that swelled in his chest when he saw a third bowl of mushroom stew placed on the table-- the dizzying, borderline terrifying feeling of belonging in such a peaceful, domestic scene that set off alarm bells in his head, telling him that it was wrong, wrong, wrong.

As Wilbur got more... well, toxic, Tommy's face soured more and more, clearly regretting his decision.

You tried to get Wilbur to shut up and just enjoy the meal, but the interference on your part only incensed him further. He snapped at you, which led to Tommy snapping at him.

Which of course, ended with an argument between the brothers, Wilbur questioning Tommy's loyalty.

"Tommy, I'll ask you this one last time. Do you see me as your brother? Do you? 'Cause you're not acting like it!" Wilbur asked.

Tommy's face twisted, but said nothing.

"Do you?" Wilbur repeated, glaring at him sternly.

But Tommy said nothing, only clenched his jaw, looking close to tears.

Slowly, the creases in Wilbur's faces smoothed, as if something was dawning on him. He stared at his younger brother with a slack expression.

Then, Wilbur grabbed his jacket and turned to leave, and Tommy fled in the opposite direction, locking himself inside his room.

You tried to intercept Wilbur and get him to stay, but he shook you off, gaze trained on the door as he avoided looking you in the face. He stormed out.

You retreated and wandered to Tommy's room and knocked quietly. No response. You heard him sniffle somewhere inside.

To be clear: Tommy still loves Wilbur. It's a mix of childish pride, doubt, and hurt that keeps him from saying it out loud. Tommy may be Wilbur's brother, but is Wilbur his?

After a few minutes, a click echoes through the hallway as Tommy opens his door. You hold out your arms and Tommy collapses against you, trembling but not crying. Somehow, he's too tired to cry.

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Wilbur doesn't return for two weeks.

You finally manage to get Tommy to leave the house and get his mind off things. Tommy organizes a camping trip with Tubbo and Ranboo, and goes to spend the weekend in the woods (you secretly message Philza and ask him to watch over them).

This leaves only you in the house. Although you had grown accustomed to solitude during your life, Tommy's absence leaves the house feeling almost foreign, too silent.

All the lights are off, except the ones in the kitchen, where you're hunched over the counter, scrutinizing your architectural plans for an expansion towards the cliffside. You were making some edits on the placement of the staircase when you heard a resounding thump from somewhere behind you.

you glance around the darkness surrounding the dimly-lit kitchen. As your eyes adjust, you spot the dark blue square of the window amongst the blackness, the sparse light of the moon making the outside world vaguely visible as you approached to peer out.

A clang, this time farther away. You caught sight of the shed door opening, and a tall, lanky figure stumbling inside.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Slipping on your jacket and shoes, you marched outside, swinging the shed door open with a frown on your face.

You were met with a very drunk, very distraught Wilbur Soot having an emotional breakdown on the floor of your gardening shed, right next to your fertilizer.

You stared. "What...?" You didn't finish your sentence. You honestly didn't know how, there were so many things to be asked.

What are you doing here? What's wrong? What are you drinking, can I have some? What in the world inspired you to come here, of all places?

The man squinted up at you (although you doubted he could really comprehend what he was seeing) reproachfully.

"This shed is full of fucking rusted nails." He manages through shaky and slurred speech. "Don't you pay attention to what state your home is in? You should care more, you know, now that you're responsible for T--" He cuts himself off.

"Shed renovations are on my to-do list, don't worry." You mumble. "...He cares about you, you know?"

He knew who you were talking about.

You continue. "He misses you, truly. He's just a little fragile--"

"You think I don't know that???? You think I haven't seen what has happened to him, what I've--- what has been done to him? Do you think I'm blind?" Wilbur lashes out almost convulsively. He clenches his jaw, digging his nails into the palms of his hands. You frown and kneel down in front of him, grabbing his hands to make stop before he starts bleeding. He trembles but doesn't pull away, eyes fixed on the ground between you. After a moment, you let go, moving to sit back.

Wilbur takes a swig of the bottle tucked in his trenchcoat--you hadn't even noticed it.

"if you keep this up, you'll end up six feet under again." You warned him gently.

"well, maybe I should, huh?" he rasped, spitting out this statement before he had much time to think. His eye twitched and he lapsed into silence once again. He continued to glare at you, as if challenging you to say something. When you didn't say anything, he spoke again, as if the words were being drawn out of him against his will

"Maybe I should---- maybe---" he wouldn't finish his sentence, his breath was getting shallower, hands shaking. He laughed, a bitter, wet sound that devolved back into sobbing

You look at this pathetic, skrunkly disaster of a man.

And you scooch beside him, wrapping your arms around him and pulling him into a hug. Wilbur slumps weakly against your shoulder, too drunk to remember that he's supposed to hate you. Maybe he's even forgotten who he's talking to. All he knows is that there is something there, something warm, something that isn't a train station bench or the clouded, wary gazes of people who used to be his allies.

You hold him a bit tighter, smoothing his hair with one hand. He's limp in your hold, trembling. He's so quiet you wouldn't even know he was crying if it wasn't for your jacket getting wetter as he pressed his face into your shoulder and sobbed. When he seemed to have calmed down the slightest bit, you asked him how far away his house was. It took him a while to register the question.

He shook is head, face still buried against your shoulder. He slurs, saying that he doesn't have a house.

"The Burger Van, then?"

"Th..that's at th' LLas Nevadas bord'r.."

"Do you want to stay here for the night? Or maybe find a room to rent in the nearby village?"

It took him even longer to respond to this question, and you had begun to wonder if he had fallen asleep.

"Wilbur?"

"...village." he murmurs.

You nod and pry yourself away from him, helping him stand. It's a short walk to the village, and the innkeeper asks no questions. You lead him to a small room-- one bed, one window and a vase with some dried-up plant-- and plop him onto the bed. He drops like a sack of flour, passed out cold on top of the sheets. You slip a blanket over him and place a bucket and towel next to the bedside (the hangover would probably get him sick).

You bid your goodbyes to the apathetic innkeeper and head back home.

Tommy arrives from his camping trip a day and a half later, abuzz with excitement and energy. He thrums like a live wire, yammering nonstop about how they found a beehive in the forest and created a cult with Tubbo as their leader, committed some light arson, ate some acrons (with the shell, obviously).

"I nearly drowned. I fell in the river and Tubbo's arms were too short to reach me, and obviously Ranboo's too much of a pussy to go into the water. Thank god for big man Philza Minecraft, he appeared out of literally nowhere and pulled me out. 10/10 would recommend Mr. Minecraft as a lifeguard. Best man for a near death experience."

"Hmm." You aren't able to get many words in, and settle for just listening to the boy rant as the two of you meander down a path to visit Snowchester.

"I've been waiting for Tubbo to ask me to become Michael's godfather." Tommy says. "How sick would that be? I'd make a great mob boss. Of course, people wouldn't come to me on the day of daughter's wedding because it would be my wedding, to my many wives--"

"Uh--"

"Oh, look Ranboo's over there! What a bitch. He gets even uglier up close, believe it or not."

"I--"

Tommy ran off to harass his friend. You sighed and leaned against a tree. You watched over them for a while, occasionally pausing to chat with the travelers that would pass by on the road: Puffy and Niki, Foolish, Purpled.

Eventually, you heard the footsteps approach and then falter. You glanced over and made eye-contact with Wilbur. He looked pale and sickly, squinting in the sunlight, clearly not able to handle the light in his hungover state.

He stares in silence, a distant frown on his face. You expect him to say something snarky, but instead he turns his gaze back to the road, and wordlessly continues on his way.

iill make part 3 soon i swear

[i-am-beckyu]

Okay so initially this started because @mysterious-gizem wanted bee duo prompts but this felt too perfect to not be bench trio. So I tried to make this fit one of the fake fic titles but nothing fit. SO HAVE THIS REALLY COOL IDEA WHICH I WANT SOMEONE TO MAKE!

Ranboo has Heterochromia eyes.

One Red. One Green.

Its a part of himself he didn't particularly like at first. That was until he started having the visions.

Soulmate visions.

Or at least he thinks they're visions.

Red and Green, as he called them. His soulmates.

Its odd. One day he might see through the eyes of Red: a blonde, chaotic and daring character, and another he'll see through Green: a brunette, still chaotic but a much more easy going than red.

Whenever he sees through one of his soulmates eyes, its always in his house but way bigger. Which is why he's not sure if its a vision, or a really bizarre dream. But they're too consistent and real looking to be dreams.

Its extremely rare that a soulmate has the ability to see through their significant others eyes. Its often only one way too, meaning Red and Green probably can't see through his eyes. And while this would be great for Ranboo, it does nothing but confuse him.

For one, he knows what Red and Green look like. He knows this because it seems that Red and Green have already found each other because he's seen their soul marks, and they're identical to his. A yellow sunflower, a white tulip and a purple allium. But it still made no sense to him how Red and Green saw everything so big!

That is until one night, he wakes up in a panic, after he watched himself tumble over the edge of a cabinet tangled in his rope as Red.

He knows its pointless, but he rushes down stairs in search of Red and Green from where he saw himself fall. He's tried to do this before and found nothing, but he couldn't help the dread that bubbled up inside of him as he rounded the corner to the kitchen.

And that's when his eyes look with two sets of small beady eyes. There's a small person dangling from a rope as a second one is trying to help them from up above: both frozen in fear at his presence. Its them.

His soulmates.

They were real, and they were tiny.

Or a world in which soulmates exist and some have the rare ability to see through the others eyes. Just like how Ranboo can see through his platonic soulmates eyes: Tommy and Tubbo, who live in Ranboos walls and have no idea that their 3rd soulmate is the Human they live with.

SEE WHY IT HAD TO BE BENCH TRIO!!! MMMMMMMMMMM SOMEBODY WRITE THIS AND TAG ME! I WILL LOVE YOU FOREVER! THIS WOULD JUST BE SO GREAT!

[s4turns-r1ngs]

:o

Hihi! hru doing????

requests are open so im requesting >:3

could you do anyone with a gn!teen reader? platonic obvi

maybe their ears are super sensitive atm and theyre somewhere loud and it just makes them want to cry? [how would they comfort/help the reader?]

totally not me right now no never-

omg hihi! im tired. and coping. yk how it is. listening to jack stauber as one does. same old same old.

also me 🤝 you <- not liking loud noises sometimes

age isn’t really mentioned tbh. couldn’t really find a way to bring it up sorry :[

pronouns: aren’t mentioned

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— » » c!tommyinnit

+ tbh, he might be a little bit of the problem

+ but as soon as he notices you upset and flinching at an loud noises he immediately quiets down

+ takes you to a quiet area with little to no sound

+ maybe to his bench if its quiet enough there

+ gets you a blanket and plays one of his music discs

+ maybe braids your hair if its long enough/you want him to

— » » c!tubbo

+ personal headcanon of mine that c!tubbo is hard of hearing

+ so he generally speaks louder and people speak louder around him

+ once he notices that youre upset, he quiets down and asks if youre okay

+ takes you to a quiet area in snowchester

+ but not before giving you the biggest fucking coat or jacket he can find

+ and earmuffs. (he doesnt know if they help with the sound or not, but he gives them to you anyway)

+ talks as quiet as he can about michael and ranboo

+ if he gets too loud he will immediately apologize and quiet down again

+ honestly just tries to do his best to provide some kind of small distraction. he (like tommy) likes to talk a lot, so honestly, silence is out of the question.

+ he tries his best, though!

— » » c!ranboo (not ghostboo)

+ when he notices youre upset, he quietly taps you on the shoulder and gestures to an area away from the noise

+ he’s definitely a quiet one, so he probably just takes you somewhere with a little bit of background noise (he doesnt like completely silence)

+ maybe a nice little stream or something!

+ if youll let him, he’ll probably doodle on your arm or hand. small little flowers and stars <3

+ puts his jacket/cape (depends on how you see his character design) over your shoulder like some sort of small blanket :)

[i-was-born-a-mistake]

Tubbo and Tommy having a gurl talk:

Tubbo: My future partner must be brave, strong, intelligent, successful and organized.

Ranboo: *steps on a caterpillar and proceeds to drop to their knees and sob while apologizing profusely*

Tubbo: That one. I want that one.

Tommy: ....

[silly-mouse]

Benchtrio's Boss

lowkey dated this with the tiktok reference but in my defense I thought this fic was shit, literally only written to complete the trio and allude to Boss's mysterious past oooh spooky-

~850 words

“It’s sleepover day, you fucks!”

Tommy cackled at Tubbo’s outburst, catching the pillow aimed at his head and flinging it back. “Keep your pants on, I can’t find my charger!”

“Found it,” Ranboo chimed, holding up the white cord victoriously. “Let’s go, let’s go, Boss said we’re bingeing their Studio Ghibli collection tonight!”

They all pushed through the hallway in one big blob of teen, barely stopping to snatch the tupperware with your dinner off the counter and call out a goodbye to Tubbo’s parents before they were dashing across the front lawn. Ranboo stopped on the edge of the road, the other two boys crashing into his back.

“Who’s talking to Boss?”

Tubbo peered around Ranboo’s shoulder, furrowing his brows at the flashy car parked on your side of the road to match the pretentious looking guy on your lawn. “I don’t know, I don’t recognize him…”

Tommy scowled. “Well I don’t like the looks of him,” he decided, seeing you push the guy back by the shoulder when he stepped closer to you. The trio slowly made their way across the street, trying to decide what to do.

“-and I just think if you gave it a chance-”

“You’re acting like a jackass.” The boys startled slightly at that- you always censored yourself around them but they’d never thought that you swore around other people. “I’ve told you no twice, I’ve told you to get the hell off my property twice, and if I have to tell you either of those a third time this rock is going through your windshield. So beat it, asshole, I’ve got company coming and I don’t want them around the likes of you.”

The douche scoffed. “What, your little babysitting gig? Put the squirts to bed with some sweets to keep ‘em quiet and let’s roll.”

The boys faltered at that. Sure, they were a bit younger than you and technically children, but you didn’t feel like you were babysitting them… right? You were all just friends hanging out. Sure they only hung out at your house… and you made cookies sometimes when you knew they were coming over… and you mostly just watched tv together… But they brought you dinner! That meant they were taking care of you just as much as you cared for them… right?

“They’re my friends,” you growled. “And it’s time for you to go.” You grabbed him by the back of his collar, dragging him to his car with shocking ease. You winced as you saw the boys. “Inside,” you told them firmly, in that ‘it’s for your own good don’t argue’ voice you had mastered. They quickly obeyed, stepping just inside before spinning around and spying through the open door. They watched you drag the douche all the way to his car, opening the driver’s door and throwing him in. They watched you growl a few probably choice words into his ear before slapping the door and stomping back to your house. “Come on, guys, nothing to see,” you insisted, ushering them further inside as the fancy car peeled down the road. You took the tupperware from Tubbo but he followed you into the kitchen.

“He wasn’t your friend, was he, Boss? You shouldn’t be friends with people like that, he seems like an ass.”

You sighed, ruffling his hair with a soft smile. “Not anymore: you’re right, he’s turned into an ass.”

Tommy took the chance to try to lighten the mood, yelling as he crashed into the both of you, wrapping his arms around you two. “Oooh, Big Boss swore! Naughty Boss, my poor little baby ears can’t take it! A hundred pounds in the swear jar, now!”

“As if, you little rat,” you laughed, twisting around to hook your arm around the blond’s neck and pull him into a headlock, giving the only child the noogie-ing he so desperately needed. “Stop struggling, you brought this on yourself- stop struggling, punk!”

“Help is on the way,” Ranboo declared, trying to sound like the TikTok audio that had taken over his for you page as he wrapped you in a chokehold of his own.

“Betrayal! This is a mutiny! Tubbo, get me my slippers! I’m gonna beat you rats like your mothers should have!” All three boys simply laughed, making you shake your head with a fond smile. Your fist against Tommy’s head opened up so you could ruffle his hair, your other hand reaching behind you for Ranboo. You laughed as he headbutted your palm like he was just another stray cat visiting your garden for snacks and affection. Tubbo, clearly upset about your lack of a third hand, simply tucked himself into your side and let you rest your chin on his head.

You all allowed yourselves a few moments of tranquility before you gave each boy a rough pat on the cheek. “Alright, get off of me, rats. Whatever Momma Tubbo sent me isn’t gonna reheat itself.”

[serotonincemetery]

Platonic!Bench Trio + Reader

The basic rundown of it is that its an AU where Tommy doesn't get freed from the main cell and its Ranboo, Tubbo, and your, not really "responsibility" but you feel like its up to you to break Tommy out of prison and still keep Dream in there somehow.

NOTE// I used the idea of Eburnean Tommy for this story, but it's more like gonna be Eburnean!Reader, but please go check out the creator of EB!Tommy by @Blublu_by On youtube! All credit goes to them!!

TW//Angst, Profanity, Blood, Death, Manipulation

Pronouns: He/They

You were antsy, you were restless and irritable beyond belief. Everyone around you could see how the absence of one of your best friends affected you. You were constantly surrounded by Ranboo and Tubbo, but the absence of Tommy was indescribable. He was such a big part of your guys' little quadrio, he always had a way to make everyone smile and laugh, but now with Tommy being stuck in prison, it really hit everyone hard.

You had the greatest urge to get up and do something and you could tell Tubbo and Ranboo did too, but none of you acted on it. You were all too scared to do anything just in case if it backfired and somehow put the rest of you in danger.

You had been living in Ranboo's house which was on the same property as the infamous Technoblade, also known as "The Blade" and the "Blood God". He seemed scary and brooding on the outside but in reality, he was a softy once he warmed up who loved romance movies and chick flicks.

Philza was like a father to you and the rest of both the Bench Quadrio and the Sleepy Bois. You were grateful for him once you had found out Tommy was locked in with Dream for an extended period of time. He held onto you and cradled you as you cried out for Tommy and didn't criticize you for it or judge you in any way.

You were thankful for both of them, and ever so grateful for Ranboo and Tubbo. Everyone was at a loss currently.

You didn't sleep last night, the constant restlessness and tossing and turning on your mattress on the floor of Phil's home, wanting to try and sleep peacefully without the interruption of Ranboo's enderwalking and randomly talking throughout the night, but in hindsight it wouldn't've mattered because you couldn't fall asleep anyways.

You sigh and roll out of bed and find your change of clothes on the kitchen table, having been laundered the evening before, you quickly changed and went out into the cold winds of the early morning.

You wandered aimlessly throughout the property until the idea struck you. You had to break Tommy out. With or without Tubbo and Ranboo's help. You had thought of this before but never wanted to act. In total honesty. You were scared if you made a mistake and ended up hurting Tubbo and Ranboo in the process. But you now were craving the adrenaline.

You had no idea as to why you did, but something - or someone, was telling you to do it, your brain was switching onto autopilot as you scampered back to Phil's home and grabbed a few of your things and then rushed to Ranboo's home and geared yourself up even more. You organized extra armour into your ender chest and took a few golden apples from Techno, silently reminding yourself to replace them later. As you closed the chest you looked towards the stairs to come into eye-contact with red and green mismatched eyes.

"What are you doing?" Ranboo asked.

You opened your mouth to speak. Nothing came out. You really didn't think up a lie to tell them if the found you before you left, hell, you didn't plan for them to find you in the first place. You sighed and opened your mouth to speak but only let out your saddened and broken voice. "I need Tommy." You whispered out. "I can't keep living with out him Ranboo." You sighed.

Ranboo pondered for a moment on how to handle the situation. How should he react? One of his best friends is sneaking off and taking gear that isn't even theirs and using it to get one of his best friends out of prison? Ranboo thought for another moment before sighing.

"Let me get my things and we'll go get Tubbo, he'll wanna help." Ranboo muttered as he went back upstairs and shuffling and things moving could be heard.

You let out a sigh of relief as you reordered stuff in your ender chest one last time to make sure there was some extra room for a few other things just in case. You turned back around to face the stairs when you heard Ranboo shuffle down them again, seeing him all geared up and a messenger bag full of clinking potions and required items like milk for the elder guardian and Efficiency V pickaxes.

You smiled and closed the chest and spoke softly. "Thank you Ranboo."

"Let's go get Tubbo, we don't have lots of time." Ranboo said as he walked past you and pat your head and grabbed your hand and pulled you along as you then both were marching your way to Snowchester, which was a new country Tubbo was building up currently.

You and Ranboo walked for at least 20 minutes in silence before you got relatively close enough for Ranboo to teleport closer. Teleportation made you dizzy and you struggled to stay on your feet once you realized you were at your destination quicker than it should've been.

You and Ranboo walked up to the door of the smaller house and knocked on the door and opened it to find Tubbo slinging a backpack over his shoulders. He made eye contact with the both of you and you all had the same idea. You nodded and so did Ranboo, Tubbo followed suit and nodded as you all left the house and made your way to the prison still in the relatively early morning.

It took a while to walk to the prison itself but soon enough the dark shadow of obsidian and blackstone stood before you and you all took a mental note on which side you would be digging into.

"Ranboo, potions and pickaxe?" You ask.

He nods and pulls out two drinkable potions of fire resistance and the Efficiency V pickaxe and an Axe and hands them to you. You read the labels and they're marked as 8 minutes and you look over the shiny pickaxe and axe. You smiled softly.

"Ranboo I want you to follow Tubbo and watch the escape, I will dig in the side, it will cause the alarm to go off and they will rush to over here while you and Tubs dig another exit further away in the lava chamber and I will guide Tommy to it once I get to him. You will lead him out and to a safe place. I will be a bit behind because of the warden and the guards." You explain.

"Alright." Tubbo breathed out. "Let's get Tommy back." You and Ranboo nodded and you departed from the group as you found the side of the lava chamber and took the pickaxe and set a few things aside and started digging.

When you thought earlier, on how it would be easy to mine through to walls, once you broke the last block to the inner chamber a loud alarm blared through the SMP. You internally panicked before you quickly downed the potion and slowly swam through the lava to the main cell.

Tommy watched as you emerged from the lava. The molten dripping off your shoulders and down your arms without a single burn or scratch. You made sure all the lava was off before you quickly ran and embraced Tommy. He quickly wrapped his arms around you and you tightly clung onto him.

No words were spoken as you buried your face into his shoulder. You both stayed like that until you were interrupted by a slow clapping. You both pulled away to look at Dream.

His mask gone and face revealed with a wide grin. "So touching." He mocked.

"Im not here for you Dream. I'm only here for Tommy." You said firmly.

"Oh I know, but I'm leaving with you too." He said as he walked forwards. You felt as Tommy grasped your arm and shifted so he was hidden behind you.

You tried to make sure Dream had no way to grab Tommy. You narrowed your eyes. "Not happening Dream. Tommy shouldn't be in here, you deserve to be in here."

You took steps towards Dream until you were right in front of him. Your eyes met and you scowled. You heard the voice of Sam on the other side of the lava walls.

"The walls are coming down! Prepare yourself, men." He spoke most likely to his guards.

You turned to face Tommy. You shoved Dream back with as much strength as you could and you sent him into the back wall with a loud thud. You pulled out an ender chest and grabbed a few things and handed them to Tommy so you two could make your escape.

As you were reorganizing your inventory to give a few things to Tommy. You realized Ranboo only gave you two potions. You checked your watch to see you only had a minute thirty left. You pulled out the potion and looked to Tommy.

You smiled and handed it to him. "You'll need this."

He took it in his hands and looked to watch you take out everything in your inventory and hold it out to him. "What?" His accent shown through. "What are you doing?"

"Only one of us can make it out of here, my potion won't last long enough to get through the lava. And frankly, I came here to rescue you." You explain.

"Wait, wait, no, you're supposed to get out of here too." Tommy muttered as he looked distraught at the idea of leaving you behind.

"Tommy Innit, you are to drink that potion and take my gear and get out of this god forsaken cell. Swim towards the back and in the bottom right corner there should be an opening that Ranboo and Tubbo mined out." You said as you gave him a hug.

"No, no, I'm coming back, I'll get to Ranboo so he can give me another potion and I'll bring it back!" Tommy said hastily.

"No, Sam will be here by then. Now drink the potion and go!" You ordered. You never raised your voice at anyone, you were a calm, collected person. Tommy would be lying if he said you didn't frighten him.

As Tommy opened the bottle, Dream lunged at Tommy and tried to grab the bottle from his hands. You acted quickly to pull Dream off Tommy and to throw him back. Only to watch him get up and charge at you. "Dream, you bastard!" Tommy exclaimed as Dream tackled you to the ground. "Let him go!"

"Tommy stop! Drink the damn potion and go!" You shouted at him. Tommy's eyes looked fearful. He quickly nodded and drank the potion and checked everything before facing the lava.

"I'll be back [Y/N]." Tommy said as a tear cascaded down his face.

You watched Tommy push himself through the lava as you felt Dream straddle you and wrap his hands around your neck. Your eyes widened and you reached your hands to try and move Dream's hands.

You couldn't breathe.

By the look on his face you could tell that he couldn't control his movements, he was in a pure blind rage.

You gasped for any kind of air as you struggled to get his hands off your neck. You started to struggle. You wiggled your body to try and get him off or to get away but nothing was working.

You felt your consciousness slip away and you let your head fall to the ground and let your hands fall and your body go limp.

A single mistake Dream had made. The moment he watched you go limp, his brain was telling him you were dead. So he had stood up and removed his hands from your neck and turned away from you only to hear you gasping for air and pushing yourself away from him.

Dream turned and watched you push yourself into the wall behind you. He smiled maliciously. "You know why you're here?" Dream asked you. You were gripping the sides of your neck. "Because Tommy just left you, Tubbo and Ranboo didn't even try to help you break him out, they left you to go on your own to come here."

"No-" You croaked out. Trying to explain you came in here on your own.

"No, they knew something like this would happen, they decided to stay back because they didn't want to end up like poor little mister [Y/N] here." He taunted. You knew better than to believe him, but as the human brain does, you actually thought about what he said.

"Now that you're in here with me, I can do whatever I want, I could kill you over and over again, I could torture you, I could revive you as much as I want. I could break you." Dream said the final sentence and he turned to you with a insane look on his face.

He knew you had been in here in one spot already your respawn point is already somewhere in this room. Dream shuffled over and quickly swung his foot to your gut.

You let out a strangled cry as you gripped the area and let go of your neck. Dream quickly crouched down and wrapped his hands around you neck once again. By the time you were struggling for air again, the lava had gone down all the way and your turned your head to make bold eye contact with Sam.

Everything sounded like it was underwater. You could hear Sam barking orders at Bad and Antfrost to hurry up and you watched as Bad and Ant run to the platform. You feel Dream pull you up, but he pushes you over the ledge and holds onto you by the struff of your shirt. You're now dangling dangerously close to the lava. You were gasping for air once again but you couldn't focus on that right now.

You tried to lift your arms to hold onto Dream's hand so you wouldn't fall but all of the strength in your muscles disappeared and you were left there helpless. "If any of you as so take another step I will drop him into the fucking lava and you can watch them burn." Dream threatened.

That made Sam, Ant, and Bad stop and stare. "Sam." You croaked out, loud enough for him to barely hear you, more tears falling from your face as you kept eye contact with Sam.

"Back down Sam." Dream ordered. You watched as Sam pulled out an ender pearl. "Ah! No! No fucking pearling. Stay over there and go away! This is a situation me and [Y/N] have to resolve, you're just in the way." Dream said. "If you put down the lava again I'll let them live." Dream said with a smile.

"No! We know that's a lie!" Bad exclaimed. Not caring for Dream's language at the moment.

"Sam, please." You whimpered. You didn't wanna die, and if you did, you could be killed once more, you're on your second canon life. After that. You would be dead.

"Alright! I'll put down the lava, pull them up, the lava comes down quicker than it goes down." Sam said to Dream, which Dream replied by pulling you up and throwing towards the back of the cell. You watched as Sam pulled the lever down and you watched as the lava fell again.

Dream laughed and turned back to you, he grabbed the from scruff of your shirt and reeled his fist back before it collided with your face. You raised your hands to block the incoming hits, it didn't do anything Dream still continued to beat you. And quickly you knew you were losing the fight, your hands fell to your side for a fourth time and let death take you.

You never know how fast someone respawns, everyone respawns at a different time. For you though, it was just enough that the rest of the SMP got the alert on their communicators:

[Username] was slain by Dream

Everyone had been in shock.

You had died? You were well loved so everyone was on edge and unhappy the moment they got the alert. They didn't know that the alerts would still be coming for days on end

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

By the time you had been killed and revived so much, you gave up caring. You had died so much within the run of two days, your once [color] hair was now a platinum white and your eyes were empty. You sat there after you had respawned after however many times. You didn't care when Dream beat you again and killed you again

Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

You sat there, not caring, you didn't react to him killing you anymore, where you respawned is where you stayed, after respawning you didn't move from the spot, knowing you would be killed again.

Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] was slain by Dream

[Username] has left the game

[Username] had joined the game

After about a week of this and everyone's communicators blowing up with alerts of your death and revival, people were banding up to set you free, Sam had even been willing to take the risk now.

There was a day where the lava went down, and you lolled your head to the side uncaringly and watched as the lava had dropped and you watched as armoured men and women were standing there. Dream was watching as well with a grin plastered onto his face.

You watched as 7 of them came over on the platform, the moment their feet came in contact with the main cell you watched Dream charge at them. Six of the armoured men held Dream down as the final boy walked over to you, unarmored, and weaponless. The last boy, in a reindeer onesie cautiously waddled up to you and held a hand out to you for you to take.

You looked at his hand and didn't reach out to take it. He looked as equally confused. Callahan bent down and reached his arms under yours and pulled you up and he walked you to the platform. He nodded to Sam and Sam switched a lever and the platform moved under your feet and took you across the lava sitting at the bottom.

Once the platform docked and Callahan pulled you off it you were quickly hugged by three people. In your head you recognized them as Tommy, Tubbo, and Ranboo.

They noticed something. You didn't hug back. They pulled away from you to get a better look at they all saw the major change in you. Your bright white hair, empty eyes and all of the scars littering your arms and neck from Dream constantly killing you. They glanced at the black-purple permanent bruises on your neck moulded with the shape of Dream's hands.

They looked at how the wounds littered your body. The cracks in your once porcelain skin from the revivals looked unnatural. As they were. Between the cracks was laced with a deep red.

You stood there and looked around. You felt as though something was missing? Like a bone? Or maybe an emotion? You were too confused with where you were to really think into it more.

Tommy grabbed your hand and laced his fingers with yours. Tubbo did the same with your other hand. Ranboo had grabbed Tubbo's free hand as Bad led the four of you out. Bad led you out of that nightmare? Was it a nightmare? You couldn't really tell with your own emotions. All you knew is that everyone around you was glad you were out, to match them, you were glad too.

[wiiwarechronicles]

Mayhaps a queer platonic bench trio with bee duo giving Tommy a kiss in any sorta scene?:3

lesbians.

[fawnfictions]

HII :D

So basically I was thinking of a platonic thingy with monkie trio with gn!reader who can just fall asleep literally anywhere

sleepy findings

— macaque, wukong & mk, gn!reader

tbh, i'm not the smartest, so i wasn't sure if you meant the traffic light trio or like swk, mac, and mk? i went with the latter, but if you meant redson, mei, and mk, let me know and i'll happily do them, too <3

i really liked this prompt, so i wrote more than i thought i would by accident LOL

;; platonic, fluff, no warnings.

MACAQUE

- he may get a lil concerned at first, not understanding why you would fall asleep anywhere that isn't necessarily comfortable.

- after a while, he won't bat an eye, simply moving around you and continuing with his business, or making sure you're comfortable.

- if he turns around and you're just sleeping on the floor, he'll chuck a blanket on you, maybe a pillow or two (or even moving you completely if the position looked like it'd ache later).

- as much as he'll refuse to admit it, sometimes he'll hop into the shadows just to check up on you (he can't lie, he's terrified of losing you after making a new friend after so long).

- and if he finds you passed out somewhere that you probably shouldn't be, he'll carefully pick you up and move you somewhere else nearby.

- if you've decided to take a nap on a bench in the park, you'll mysteriously wake up inside Pigsy's restaurant, assuming that you must've started sleep walking.

- will definitely join you whenever and wherever you decide to conk out, if he's able to, though.

- depending on the strength of ur relationship/how long you've known each other, he'll lay down close to you.

- probably won't snuggle with you, but will move as close to you as he can, having some part of his body touching yours; like his tail laid over your midsection, or his arm against yours.

- he's most likely touch-starved in some way—monkey's are very social and affectionate creatures, and since his resurrection, he hasn't had the chance to cuddle up to, or rough house, with anyone, much less the other monkey's on Flower-Fruit Mountain.

- but he'd be reluctant to start anything, and wouldn't want to outright ask for cuddles, either.

- if you insist on it, though, he'll happily wrap himself around you in a warm embrace, reminiscing on the cuddle piles he and Wukong used to take part in.

The dark-shaded monkey dipped himself into the familiar darkness, joining the bitter shadows lingering in the cracks and crevices of buildings and people alike. He travelled away from the dojo, his usual place of hiding, and onwards to the theatre.

Macaque had planned to perform his usual shadow play, a sort of practice for the eventual time that the Monkey King's little successor would be lured there. However, he'd be lying by saying he wasn't enjoying himself—putting on a show for the local theatre had almost turned into a hobby for him.

As he emerged from the void he often travelled through, stepping into an alleyway next to his destination, Macaque felt one of his ears twitch. He picked up a noise he had grown familiar with, following the quiet snores after adjusting his cloak to ensure his identity was hidden from the public.

The anthropomorphic monkey rounded the corner, taking all but a few steps until he was stood in front of an occupied wooden-bench. He silently sighed, holding back a smile at the scenario he had been through all too many times.

You were seated, chest moving rhythmically with your calm breaths. Your head was uncomfortably leaned backwards at an angle, eyes closed, and mouth slightly agape.

You were clearly asleep; although, Macaque didn't know how.

He felt his heart swell at the peacefulness and innocence displayed on your face. He already knew that he'd do anything to protect you from the kindness you had shown him, but this just further encased that thought in his mind.

It took all but seconds for him to decide. The shadow play could wait and be performed later; for now, he'd focus on taking you home and ensuring your safety and comfortability.

He gathered you in his arms, positioning your head to lean into the crook of his neck and holding underneath your legs and upper back.

Macaque promptly fell into the shadows after a quick glance confirming that no one important would see. He held you tightly, understanding that these 'voids' of his were often too cold for most lifeforms, not wanting you to catch a sickness.

In less than a minute he felt himself 'pop!' back into existence, the familiar interior welcoming him back. Your house had always felt warm to him; not in the sense that you kept the heater on, but rather that it radiated a friendliness that drew people in. It felt very... Homely.

He navigated himself to your bedroom, which was practically muscle memory at this point. After gently placing you amongst the fluffy pillows and heavy blankets, he shed himself of the cloak he wore and lazily tossed it on the floor.

With conversant movement, Macaque took his place beside you in the bed, worming his way under the covers and wrapping it over you. He hesitantly lifted his arm, laying it over your midsection and pausing, listening for any hitches in your breath or signals of disturbance.

Once he was certain you weren't going to wake up any time soon, he relaxed into the position, unconsciously curling his tail over your leg under the blankets.

Macaque may have had plans today, but none of which were as important as taking a lazy day and napping with you.

WUKONG

- he totally gets it tbh

- if he could, he would be falling asleep anywhere and everywhere.

- he isn't too concerned about it, he figures that if you aren't worried about it, he shouldn't be either.

- refuses to ever wake you up, unless you are in immediate danger or if he desperately needs you for something.

- if you fall asleep anywhere on Flower-Fruit Mountain, you WILL wake up in a non-consenting cuddle pile with like, 20 monkey's.

- wukong may or may not also be in that pile (he totally is, out of jealousy).

- any time he finds you sleeping, no matter where it is, he'll join you.

- asleep in a tree? he's jumped up there and is already wrapping his arms around you.

- taken a nap in Pigsy's restaurant? well, looks like he'll surprise MK with a quick visit (where he's cuddling up to you).

- sleeping on a public bench? okay, maybe he's a little more reluctant to be that public about it, he is the Monkey King after all—he'll just move you both to a more private location.

- that may sound saucy, but it isn't, i promise <//3 he's just nervous of someone taking advantage of him in a vulnerable state and attacking you both.

- he LOVES his lazy days, and if you even entertain the idea of sleeping in, he will immediately be dragging you back under the covers to get some more shut-eye.

- honestly, you'll have to drag him out by his tail if you want to get up any time after, like, 10am.

- and, if he gets you too wrapped up in his arms, you aren't seeing the outside world until MK comes knocking at his door, asking about his lesson that was supposed to start 10 mins ago.

- this monkey is VERY cuddly.

- you don't even have to ask, and he'll be (NON-SEXUALLY!!!) touching every part of your body with his own.

- he loves feeling you against him, it really grounds him and confirms that his loved one is safe within his arms, and hasn't abandoned him.

Wukong was growing nervous.

You had told him you'd only be gone for a few minutes, planning on grabbing a few snacks for the movie marathon that you two had set up. Yet, it had been nearly an hour and there was no sign of your return.

When he realised his tail was unconsciously tapping against the arm of the couch, Wukong decided to investigate. Despite his comfortable position amongst the pillows, he lifted himself onto his feet and wandered towards the kitchen. If you were supposed to be collecting snacks, that's where you should be, right?

As he glanced around his familiar abode, he felt his heart drop at the lack of your presence. However, before he was able to begin panicking about your whereabouts and a possible kidnapping, one of his monkey's pulled on his pant leg to gain his attention.

With a few chirps and hand motions, Wukong realised that the smaller of the two wanted to lead him somewhere. If he knew his monkey's well enough, which he did, he'd know that this one must've picked up on his anxious behaviour and was trying to help. With this knowledge alone, the mystic monkey was willingly led to, hopefully, you.

It took all but a few minutes to come across a, rather large might he add, cuddle pile. And, in the midst of it all, was you, smothered by several monkey's clinging onto your form.

Despite the swelling of his heart to seeing his family and you getting along so well, he felt somewhat... irked. This was where you were the entire time? Without him?

Wukong was able to shake the feeling away, before stepping closer to the pile with the intention to join everyone. His entrance had woken most of the monkey's up, causing them to move further away from you to allow their King to take his place next to you in the middle.

From the appearance of it, he was left to assume that you had entered the kitchen and gotten distracted by the cuddle pile that had begun to form, unable to resist the temptation of sleeping. He wasn't surprised; there wasn't a week that had gone by where he hadn't found you asleep in some odd place.

He lowered himself next to you, gently wrapping your body close to his and folding his arms around you. His tail was moved around your leg. Gradually, he felt more monkey's placing themselves around him, further enticed by their King joining the cuddle pile.

It wasn't long before Wukong felt himself drifting out of consciousness. Your rhythmic breathing and the reassurance of your body pressed up against his created a calm atmosphere in his mind, surrounded by his loved ones. He had a feeling that he would need to cancel that lesson with MK, later, though.

MK

- he is SERIOUSLY concerned when he finds you falling asleep one too many times.

- asks if you've been sleeping alright, how many hours you're getting each night, etc.

- poor boy thinks you must be stressed and lacking sleep, from prior experience of his own.

- when you tell him that you just... fall asleep for no reason, sometimes, he's... surprised, to say the least. you can tell he doesn't immediately believe you.

- gets even MORE concerned when he finds you in these weird locations and positions, some of which do not look comfortable in the slightest.

- might even ask Sandy for help, only to be told the same thing that you already told him.

- listen,,, he's just worried for his friend's wellbeing :(

- if you fall asleep in Pigsy's restaurant, he'll rush upstairs to grab you a pillow and some blankets.

- and he'll act as your guard dog, making sure no one disturbs your sleep by being too loud or by moving you.

- although, if anything, he'll be the one to wake you up—he can't exactly control his volume very well.

- If he finds you asleep somewhere outside, he'll probably take you to Pigsy's restaurant, but if it's closed, he'll just take you to his house instead :)

- honestly, i doubt he'd cuddle you at all, unless you were like, ultimate besties and asked him to cuddle.

- he'd be MEGA awkward about it too, but once he got comfortable, he would realise that he's a lil touch-starved and would revel in the feeling of his arms around you/your arms around him.

- if Mei walked in on you two cuddling, she would join you IMMEDIATELY join you, and you'd be stuck in a cuddle pile with them both for the next couple hours.

Before he's even found you, MK knows you've probably fallen asleep in some obscure place that will concern him. Despite his dislike of this habit you've gotten, when he finds you asleep in Pigsy's, he's somewhat glad, because at least he knows where you are.

It's days like these that he can feel himself getting older by the minute. The stress you put on him is undeniable, he hates not knowing whether his friends are safe or not.

Fortunately, his searching does not take long until he finds you.

At first glance, he assumes that you're a child, collecting sticks or playing hide-n-seek in the park, before realising it's you; sleeping underneath a tree. MK wastes little time in rushing over to you, giving you a once-over to ensure that you haven't brought injury unto yourself.

He sighs in relief after noticing that you're in good physical shape. That was one less thing to worry about; now, onto the next...

He wormed his arms underneath your body, being as careful as possible to not disturb your slumber, and lifting you up against his chest. You might complain at him later, feeling embarrassed to be picked up and moved by him, but he's fine with it as long as you're safe and in his sight while sleeping.

With the strength he's gained from his newfound abilities and Monkey King's training, he barely breaks a sweat in his endeavours to relocate you. The familiar scent of Pigsy's restaurant calms him, and clearly you, as well, if the unconscious smile on your face after entering was anything to go by.

MK makes a beeline for one of the booth seats, gently placing you down and ensuring that you won't take a tumble off the edge, before rushing back outside to enter his own apartment above the restaurant. Despite knowing that you're a heavy sleeper and unlikely to wake anytime soon, he hurried to grab the necessary items that he kept stashed in a seperate cupboard for your unexpected naps.

With a pillow and blanket now in his grasp, the young successor retraced his steps to the building below.

Both his boss and Tang ignored his behaviour, used to the odd interaction that happened between you two every week or so. As MK carefully wrapped the blanket over your shoulders, he quietly shushed Tang after a particularly loud slurp from the scholar.

Once he was certain that you were the comfiest you could be, he sat down in the seat opposite you and relaxed. Pigsy had let him out on a break earlier, and he still had 10 minutes left to enjoy it.

That was, until he was startled by the yelling of a young girl entering the building.

MK, in response, stammered out a warning that you were sleeping, putting a finger to his mouth and shushing her. He glanced over to you through Mei's apologies, thankful to notice that you hadn't woken from the disturbance.

He really had no clue how you were able to sleep the way you did.

[prrism]

Brainrot: Y/N is XD's demigod child, sometimes XD just casually walks around the SMP and Y/N once simply said "hey dad" while XD just laughs before saying "Hi kiddo" and everyone in SMP is WTF? ! (XD is laughing his ass off at the mortals reaction while Y/N tries not to laugh).

I’m 100% here for the casual chaos, sorry this took so long to write 😅 I wanted to try writing in a headcanon format since it’s not something I normally do, so I’m sorry in advance if it’s bad

Casual Greeting

Summary: When you see your father, Dream XD, paying a visit to his server you decide to go say hi, thing is very few knew you were his kid… until now anyways…

Characters: Dream XD, Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Dream, George, Sapnap, Badboyhalo, Karl, Wilbur, Foolish, Awesamdude, Quackity

Relationships: platonic

Pronouns: unspecified/kept neutral

Of course you never told your friends about your godly nature and powers, wanting to blend in as much as possible, but sometimes you’d secretly use your abilities for some extra fun

XD had decided to visit his server and see how well the mortals in it were thriving *cough*visit George*cough*

Cue you walking down prime path with the Bench Trio, casually passing the god

“Sup dad!”

He could hear the smirk in your voice, one of his own forming when the trio freeze in place, staring between you and XD

“Mornin’ kiddo.”

It didn’t take long after that for word to spread that you were XD’s kid

Tommy and Tubbo were flipping out bombarding you with questions while Ranboo scrambled to write everything he could into his memory book

You’re getting spammed messages from Sapnap, Quackity and Sam and you can hear the shock for you not having told them this news sooner

Bad, Wilbur and Karl are the ones who’ll go out of their way to find where you are and then proceed to ask you countless questions

Those like Foolish, Dream and George already knew about your status as a demigod by one means or another

With just about everyone freaking out over this “big” reveal you’re not even trying to hide your laughter at the ridiculousness

And XD is right there beside you having the time of his life watching everyone scramble to wrap their heads around the news

Once the initial shock has passed you’re a bit more open to using your godly powers around the SMP

The pranks, boy oh boy, the pranks you’re now able to get away with

People can say you’re the one who lifted their house 10ft off the ground but who’s to say for sure

On top of that you get more visits from Dream XD

He says it’s to make sure you don’t end up using your abilities to blow something up you’re not supposed to, but you know he secretly likes being able to visit you more often

Like I said, I’m still getting used to writing in a headcanon format but how was that for a first try? Anyways, I hope everyone has an awesome day

[1donoow]

CONTENT CREATOR FANFICS REC Pt.1

[Fanfics i've read]

edited

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♡ - smut

Mostly fluff

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Ranboo

Technoblade

Tommyinnit

Quackity

Dreamxd

Wilbur soot

Jschlatt

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@mcyt-peach - getting attention from author!reader

- playing fnaf security breach with them

- late night shopping

@peacheskimi - headcannon

@mothra-mcyt - reacting to young reader getting a weirdchamp donos

- reacting to reader sleeping with a stuffed animal

- reaction to reader who loves space and stars

@chippedaxe - demon mcyt hc (demon!mcyt)

@peppermin - favorite cuddle position

@rae-writes - ___ (platonic adult!reader)

- parental smp pt.1 pt.2

@god1ngs - petnames

@dsmpxreaderstuff - affectionate reader

@smol-cherry - dsmp w/ injured s/o

@lvyu - and we're live!

@basilly - lockscreen (feral boys + wilbur)

@the-emptied-brain-contents - how dsmp members would react to finally meeting you in person

@bozowrites - baby meets viewers pt 3

@beewastaken - internet brothers (Cc!benchtrio x younger!reader)

@dreamholic - wiping off their kisses

@satansmanger - kissing them while they're streaming

@akasuki - reacting to their s/o wearing their hoddie

@wrenqueenisboss - Chaos Is Not "Pog" (bench trio x older sibling!reader)

@kzuhasluvr - Tubbo + Tommyinnit with a skilled game developer sibling

@1sapnapsimp - walking in while their streaming/recording a video (platonic!bench trio)

@applekoshi - you are so gorgeous (cc! benchtrio)

@dsmpxreaderstuff - Reader losing/breaking their glasses

@crystalcow - oh sister of mine

@fandomlit - flirting 101

@etheriaaly - surprise, surprise

@wrenqueenisboss - bee hybrid!reader(3/4)

@beeindaclouds - C!DSMP reacting to Butterfly Hybrid! Reader

- Crew Boys with a Reader who has tics

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Ranboo

@ohlovejoy - falling asleep on them

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Technoblade

@isadora-larkspur - standing infront of them protectively

@milqueandsugar - your tea is ready (peonix!reader)

@sunniewrites - blooming season (flower shop au!)

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Tommyinnit

@isadora-larkspur - touch starved

- dating tommy would include

@livelle - hc and blurbs

- headcannon (c!tommy x filipino!reader)

- the greatest protector

@mcyt-peach - troublemaker takeover(sister!reader)

- speaking of the sister(sister!reader)

@for-memories-sacrifice - big man best brother(sister!reader)

- Being Tommy’s Sibling

@tapesfrom1980 - sisterinnit

@ze-maki-nin - Tommy dating an Artist! Reader

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Quackity

@mcyt-peach - knitting with quackity on stream

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Dreamxd

@god1ngs - headcannon (deity!reader)

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Wilbur soot

@lyssys - comparing hands with Wilbur

- wilbur revealing your relationship to people

@sabbaticalmain - streaming w/ clingy wilbur

@staticwritesalot - Dating Wilbur soot

@for-memories-sacrifice - Being Wilbur’s Sibling

- needy

@simpoot - knitted jumper

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Jschlatt

@mcyt-peach - flirting with schlatt

^ - being on chuckle sandwich as schlatt's s/o

[faye-writes-stuff]

INCORRECT QUOTES TIME

INCORRECT QUOTES TIME

sapnap, throwing their head into y/n's lap: Tell me I'm pretty! y/n, lovingly stroking their hair: You're pretty fucking annoying, that's what you are

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tommy: Are you ready to commit? y/n: Like, a crime, suicide, or a relationship?

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y/n: Do you want to know your gay name? ranboo: My... my gay name? y/n: Yeah, it's your first name- ranboo: Haha. Very funny y/n- y/n: *gets down on one knee* And my last name. ranboo: Oh- oh my god.

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dream: Can you cut me some slack, y/n? I’m sort of in love. y/n: I’m sorry, but that’s really not my problem. dream: I’m in love with you. y/n: *blushes* Oh. That brings me in the loop a little.

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tubbo: We might have gotten into a bar room brawl back in the city. ranboo: Well, that was entirely predictable. tubbo: One of them punched a gang member. ranboo: tommy? tubbo: y/n, actually. ranboo: Oh, that was going to be my second guess

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bro should i make a tag for these lmao?

imma make more because yes

[marshmellowjay]

Can you do any Fandom of your choice react to y/n as a vampire:3 pls

Mcyt react to Ancient!Vampire!Reader

ft- C!Technoblade, C!Lmanburg!NTT!Brutus/Orpheus, Platonic!C!Philza, Platonic C!Bench trio, C!Niki

(Im going for a old school type vampire who loves their tea-cups)

(e/c) - eye color

C!Technblade

You and Technoblade met wayyyy back before the dream smp. This was when Techno still had millions of followers.

You both eventually fell in love and ruled his empire together.

Techno noticed your odd diet and tendencies long before you both started dating so he wasnt surprised when you told him you're a vampire.

He is actually quite happy about it since hes the blood god after all.

He loves the blood filled rubys that you give him, even though your already dating.

he also likes how your eyes can change from red to (e/c)

By the time the dream smp comes around you both are married so he is more protective then when you were dating, He makes sure no-one finds out what you are.

He loves how you are so fancy even after millions of years and he laughs when you complain about Tommy touching your ancient and fragile tea cups or when you ripped your favorite dress/suit.

He doesnt mind the blood at all, Just make sure to not spill it. Blood is hard to get rid of. (he loves your sharp teeth)

He may even try to convince you to turn him. hes thought about it.

C!Lmanburg!NTT!Brutus/Orpheus

Now during the beginning of L'manburg he had no idea, He was too busy building and doing is president duties.

But during the wars it became more visible, Orpheus noticed your eyes flashing red from time to time due to you not having time to get your fill.

After the first war had calmed down a bit he finally asked you if you not human. You explained and he was a bit scared but he brushed it off and asked a bunch of questions.

He loves your aesthetic and thinks its funny how you hate when people touch your tea cups. he does get a bit queasy when you drink your fill in front of him.

He tries to think of it as wine when you drink from your tea cups but the iron smell gets to him sometimes. (he did try to convince you to turn him once though.)

He got a blood filled ruby from you and was confused before he figured out you were trying to court him

He was so flustered and flattered

Platonic C!Philza

He is such a papa bear when it comes to you I swear.

He met you one day during his adventures when you were still a fledgling and he never let you go.

He always makes sure you get your fill, he once tried to give you animal blood and it did not go well

He does like your aesthetic though, he has his own set of ancient tea cups you gave him as a gift.

He has them locked up in a display case and only takes them out when you guys have tea time. The rest of sbi know not to touch them. (they figured that out the hard way)

He isnt really fond of seeing your glowing red eyes in the dark but he still thinks they are pretty cool.

He wasnt fond of the teething when you were a fledgling and still has scars.

Platonic C!Bench trio

Now Tommy knew from the start. He caught you drinking from your tea-cup and knew immediately. He grew up with wilbur and techno for gods sake.

He was not shocked nor scared, he sees you as a big-sister/big-brother figure so he is glad you can protect yourself and him if needed.

He once tried to steal your cup and it did not go well.

Tubbo thought it was cool when he found out.

He asked to be turned one time but you talked him out of it.

He likes that you have superspeed and asks for piggy back rides all the time lol.

He doesnt mind the blood at all. Hes seen many things.

Ranboo found out from tommy and tubbo so he was a bit calm about it but he was still scared.

He tried to get over it but he just gets the hebejebes

He still hangs out with you but please keep the blood to a minimum.

he does like your teacups though, he thinks the glass ones are pretty.

C!Niki

Niki didnt know until you told her

She was to busy baking and trying to kill Tommy with Jack manifold.

When she found out she was honestly terrified. Shes heard rumors of vampires before and how they were violent and crazy.

But when she realized you were nothing like that she was chill.

She tried to get you to help her kill tommy a couple of times but you always refused.

She loves your dresses/suits so much.

If you ever ask her to become a vampire she will turn you down so fast. she wants to stay mortal thank you.

Drinking your fill around her is fine but dont spill any blood.

she has her own limited edition tea cups, just not nearly as ancient.

[tubzthelilbeeboy]

Ok random ass mcyt fanfic prompts I have!! (Give creds if used for some reason-)

-Mcyt cult/experiment au, Tubbo centric where he grows up in Home Of The Eesempi where he is raised by brothers and sisters. He eventually realizes how weird it is and creepy and ends up getting out and meeting Ranboo and they team up to get the rest of the kids out of the home. (IM WORKING ON THIS RN HEHEHEH)

-AU where Phil runs a candy store and a random ass orphan child walks in one day and asks for candy (Tommy) and the two end up having a father/son relationship and they have silly adventures and ends with Phil finally adopting Tommy

-Addams Family mcyt au, Phil is Gomez, Missa is Mortica, Chayanne is Wednesday, Tallulah is Pugsley and Technoblade is Uncle Fester. Oneshots and stuff or follow the plots of the movies :3

-Tubbo is a scuba diver and ocean lover in general. He ends up accidentally finding a colony of mermaids and meets Ranboo. Silly adventures n shit.

-Bench trio are astronauts and Tommy goes on a solo mission and finds an alien (Purpled), he ends up befriending the alien and keeping it a secret from the others which is bad for the bench trio friendship, lots of angst and Purps cheering Tommy up. Platonic Purpledinnit undertones???

-Bench trio au where Tommy is a hero, Ranboo is a vigilante, and Tubbo is a villain. They all try to keep the secret from each other and angst angst angsty angst!!

Uhh ye :3

[sanderchu]

Imagine bench trio + billzo that has a friend that has strong bones

Like

Reader could fall off the stairs and stand up immediately laughing–

Strong Bones

Char: Benchtrio + bill

all platonic!!!!

Tommy 

He's scared of you 

He's seen you fall and you just laugh and get right back up 

He usually laughs when you fall but now you scared him 

Has videos of you laughing when you fall and puts them in his vlogs 

“As you can see they just fell but there laughing, youtube im terrified of y/n” 

He treats you like you kidnapped him 

Tubbo 

Hes confused 

He wonders how you act ok when you just fell 

Always more scared when you fall somewhere worse and worse each time 

Thanks your insane 

Not as scared as tommy more confused but that doesnt mean hes scared 

He treats you so high class because he doesn't know what your capable of

Ranboo 

Chill but scared 

Stares at you so terrified each time you fall 

Actually wants to experiment with you and see if you will stop laughing at certain falls 

The amount of respect he shows you

Tells chat about you and makes you sound terrifying 

Always wondering what will be the day you don't laugh when you fall 

Billzo (if this isnt ok ill delete his part) 

Fucking is scared of you 

He's asking hundreds of questions 

Makes you sound so damn scary 

Has this weird stare, a mix of confusion and fear 

Makes sure to not insult you 

Has many videos in his vlogs of you  

Chat finds it funny how he's scared of you