#mcyt reader

[victoria1676]

Aight m back again! Hellllooooooo!! Anyway, m just having a little brainrot earlier and then I just come up with a theory. Since reader is the daughter of Phil, then angel of death. And then his wife, Kristin, the goddess of death. Since both of them are immortal, then m just thinking that what if reader is not wielding a sword, but instead a scythe? I mean, she got the looks from her mom yet the humor of her dad, so m just thinking that what if she's the grimm reaper? I know its not apart of the story plot ya working on but, just what if?

N m just here thinking that Kristin gave her the scythe when she was in a young age and gotten fond and use it instead of wielding a sword, n while Techno wields an axe alongside with Tommy ig?? N also Wilbur who wields a sword, then Y/N wields a scythe then, n m also thinking bout Necromancer!Y/N??

Aight m just dropping my ideas here n there but just imagine, Y/N who is a necromancer. Trained by her own mother, n uses wraiths as some assistants whilst keeping chat of course, n while Tommy being the absolute little shit he is. I just imagine him stealing Y/N's scythe in the middle of the night or early at dawn n whenever Y/N wokes up, she just finds her weapon gone. N of course she already suspects Tommy since he keeps on stealing his sibling's belongings, so I can't help but laugh my ass off of imagining Phil n the other two finding a sweating Tommy running around outside while Y/N chases him down with the help of her wraiths getting her scythe back.

K imma just gonna leave this here, here are some concept art if ya curious btw, have a good night! :

I Toffy its been a while XD i just got back after doing ballet and playing genshin to collect bad artifacts to sacrifce in the mystic box UwU

But i just read your idea and so far its very interesting especially thats what i actually aimed reader at first to have but since i tried my best to balance her flaws so that she wont be much of a mary sue on accident TwT

But yes honestly that idea is interesting since like Philza and Kristin has like four heirs and one is already taken the role of being a kind of anarchy and the blood god follower while one is just taken its role being human with the youngest child yet still sometimes shows having some powers from the parents but it rarely happens XD

Reader is a mixed of her family and despite she has more similiarites with Philza and Techno i could say she would take the role being Kristin's heir on being the next God or Goddess of Death but currently Reader is still finding her own role of who she will be XD

Reader being a grim reaper fjwmdkwnwm Minecraft players are fucked once reader is out taking their souls in the underworld to give to Hades or her Mom as a gift HAHAHAHHAHA aint no one gonna mess with her WHEEEZE

Tommy my boy you have a death wish when if someone steals reader's scythe without her permission is a signal that youe death is near HAHAHAHAHAH i feel like Philza made sure to tell all his kids not to touch Reader's scythe or their souls will either be eaten or given as a gift in the underworld Lmao.

Oh god if Reader summons like the undead or wraiths then its everyone's worse nightmares while its reader's favorite thing to do UwU also i do imagine she gotten her scythe given by Kristin as a gift and Philza knew that the moment his wife given their only daughter a scythe is gonna make everyone's day good or bad HAHAHAHHAHAHA

[bozowrites]

Moving In

Imagine

↳ Prompt "Wait, don't pull away...not yet." from @dreamcatcherrs 5k event!

Pairing: CC!Georgenotfound x F!Reader

TW: sorta suggestive nearing the end.

WC: 0.5k

note: it started one way and went another, but i like it! congrats again, darling, its amazing your milestone!! <3

NAVIGATION

The movie played loudly, having been turned up to outdo the sounds of the fans and AC. The summer heat was becoming more and more unbearable as the clouds departed from the sun and traveled through the blinds onto the sofa, the one George currently sat at. He wore a thin white tee and boxers, leaning his head against the back of the sofa, neck drenching with the contact of the leather on skin. His thighs stuck to the sofa too, making an icky feeling.

A shower was in order, a very cold shower.

George stands, peeling his skin off the sofa and turning off the TV, heading for that shower. He opens the door slowly, seeing Y/n taking off her own clothes, turning the knob to the shower. He grins, sneaking in and grabbing her waist with his sweaty hands. She squeaks, turning quickly to meet face to face with the man she loves.

“Why would you do that to me?” she places a hand over her chest, taking a deep breath and returning to turn the knob to its coldest temperature. The shower sounds out and George already feels refreshed from its sound. “‘Cause it’s funny.” he answers, taking the time to take off his shirt and boxers.

Y/n watches him as he does. With both clothing articles off, he can see her prying eyes. “Like what you see?” he smirks, grabbing her waist and rubbing the bare skin with his thumbs. “I do, thank you.” They share a laugh before entering the tub, George taking the space under the water first.

“Hey!”

“What? I’m hot.”

“And I’m not?”

They take their turns under the pressure of the water, feeling the coolness and sighing every time they get under it. They take turns washing each other, using a loofah with soap to scrub one another’s bodies. It feels amazing. George turns around, meeting face to face with his lover. She glances up from washing the soap off her legs and smiles. “Feel any better?” she asks.

“Yeah. The heat was really killing me.”

“Doesn’t help our air conditioning sucks.”

“Our?”

“I mean, I mean—yours.” George laughs, grabbing ahold of her hand and leans them away from the water pressure to see her without water dripping into his eyes. “Would you like to move in with me?” he gives a small giggle, watching as she grins.

“Are you sure?”

“We’ve been together for nearly two years and you live here most days, I don’t see why not.”

“Georgie, I would love to.” They grin at each other, leaning in to share a kiss. George takes his hand from hers and lifts it to cup her cheek, furthering the kiss. He smiles into it, feeling the euphoria of making a move in their relationship. She pulled away, blinking away any droplets of water that got in her eyes.

“Wait, don’t pull away,” he pecked her lips. “not yet.” he holds her face in his hands, giving a small moan into it. The water splashed around them and on her back, some droplets making its way into the kiss. George pulled away, taking pecks at her neck, sighing contently. “I’m happy you’re moving in.”

@lmfaosoph @b3l0v3ds @lukerycyja

[verascrow]

A Father's Love

MCYT: Dad!Schlatt Family Scenario

mcyt masterlist

‼ prompt: Dad!Schlatt family dynamic imagine in which Y/n is Tubbo's older sibling. Pre-DreamSMP Era ‼

Featuring: Dad!Schlatt, Sibling!Tubbo, Philza (mentioned), Tommyinnit (mentioned), Technoblade (mentioned), Wilbur Soot (mentioned)

Warnings: none!

[ 860 word count ]

a/n - comfort fic my beloved- i love the Schlatt and Tubbo family dynamic so much, so i wanted to write about it. also, as stated, this is Pre-DreamSMP, so characters are aged down from canon

content below the cut!

You hum along with the record playing in the background as you make lunch for your family. Your father and brother both watching a cartoon intently on the living room television, your father arguably enjoying it more than your younger brother. You look over at the two, your brother sitting on your father’s lap, eyes wide and mouth slightly open as he watches the cartoon in awe. Your father has one of his arms around your brother, his other hand holding up his head as he keeps his eyes on the TV.

You finish swiping the butter knife coated with jelly across the piece of bread, folding it closed and setting the sandwich to the side. Placing the dirty knife in the sink, you grab the three sandwiches you had made, and making your way over to the two. You sit down on the old green sofa, patches of cloths scattered across the fabric to cover up holes from years of use.

You sigh happily as you lay across the sofa, your dad looking over from his spot next to you. You hold up two of the sandwiches, handing them both to him, which he happily takes. “The peanut-butter and jelly one is for Tubs,” you say, taking a bite out of your own sandwich as your eyes cast to the show playing. You hear him let out a soft laugh, “what happens if I eat it?” You look over at him, a mischievous grin on his face. Tubbo’s attention breaks away from the TV to his dad, holding the sandwich too high above his head.

Your little brother makes grabby hands as your dad laughs at his actions. “Dad, if he cries, you gotta deal with him.” He feigns a look of betrayal, hand held dramatically over his forehead. “Y/n, my flesh and blood, how could you do this to me!” You snort as you laugh, your father joining in at his own actions. Tubbo whines, moving himself to try to reach his lunch. “Sam’wich.”

Your dad groans playfully, begrudgingly giving up the food to his youngest child. Tubbo hungrily takes several bites, leading both you and Schlatt to make sure he doesn’t choke. “Bubs! Slow down!” Schlatt gives and awkward laugh as Tubbo finishes his bites, eating at a much slower pace. He runs his hands through the boy’s brown locks of hair, surprised when he feels two bumps under them.

“Holy shit!” Your eyes widen as you glare at your father, “dad! Tubs is right there!” He pays no attention to your remark as he moves his son’s hair aside, staring adoringly at the sight of the two horns sprouting from his head. “He’s startin’ to grow his horns, Y/n!”

That makes your eyes widen, a smile making its way onto your face as you scoot over to see better. You rest your head against your father’s arm, taking a peek at the two light brown numbs on the top of his head. Tubbo pays no mind to the both of your antics, much more entertained by the cat and mouse on the screen a few feet away.

You laugh happily as your dad runs his hand over them happily, ruffling up your brother’s hair. “I don’t remember you being this excited over my horns, dad,” you remark, taking another bite out of your sandwich as your dad’s brows furrow. You laugh as he tries to come up with an excuse for himself.

“Well, uhm, you were like 5, Y/n, how would you remember?” You shrug your shoulders, smiling as you subconsciously trace your finger over your own horns. They were much smaller compared to your dad’s, but still beautiful and just as impressive. “Besides, we’ve been waiting on Tubs to grow his horns for months, and what kind of dad would I be if I wasn’t excited!”

You chuckle, “sure dad, sureeee.” He had a point, Tubbo should have started to grow his horns months ago, so you guessed you could let him slide this once. As you finished your sandwich, and your dad started in on his, you remembered something. “Oh, dad,” you called, turning your head towards him as he took a bute out of his lunch, mumbling a ‘huh’ as he chewed.

“I was wondering if me and Tubs could go over to Mr. Minecraft’s house tomorrow and see the boys?” His eyes widened, “Tommy’s dad, right?” You nodded. You only ever saw your friends Wilbur and Techno at school, and since Tommy and Tubbo were best friends, it seemed like the perfect plan.

He contemplated it for a moment as he moved Tubbo of his lap, getting up to go wash his hands. He wanted to talk to another parent about raising you two, seeing as he was struggling with the whole ‘single dad’ situation. “That’s fine, I’ll come with you guys too.”

You pumped the air with your fists excitedly, getting off the couch and giving your dad a hug from behind as you mumbled a few thousand thank you’s to him. In response, he chuckled, patting your hands. “Yeah, yeah, sure thing.”

“I love you dad” “Love you too, kiddo”

[bozowrites]

hi! i was wondering if you could do an imagine where karl x gn!reader are doing an alt stream and messing around. (sorta like the one he did last night)

if not that’s completely fine ^-^

hope you are having an amazing day/night!

Alt Stream Fun

Imagine

↳ Just some alt streaming with Karl fun.

Pairing: CC!Karl Jacobs x Reader

TW: tickling ;-;

NAVIGATION

“If you keep moving, I’m gonna get paint on your hand!” Karl whined, trying to steady my hand. I giggled, moving my fingers jazzily just to annoy him. “You’re so annoying.” he glared. I smirked, bringing my lips to kiss his cheek for a peck. “Sorry, Baby.” he giggled, hiding his face behind one of his hands and blushing widely.

“We’re still live, you know?” he mumbled to me. I shrugged. “I don’t mind, do you? Show the viewers that you’re mine.” I winked. He did that giggle that made everyone grin and fluster, the one that made people replay it just because it was so perfect and adorable. I looked over to chat, trying to see what reactions I got.

WHAT

OMG

STAWP THATS SO CUUUTE

ARGHGHW

KARL AND Y/N KARL AND Y/N KARL AND Y/N

YESSSSSSSS

IM SO JEALOUS I WANT KARL TOO

KISS ME Y/N

Seemed about right.

“You’re silly.” Karl stated, continuing to do the last two nails. He alternated between a baby pink and a baby blue. Cotton candy. He had the same, but opposite fingers. (example, your thumb will be blue, his will be pink, etc). “When your nails are dry, wanna play Minecraft?” he asked. “We can make a new world, just you can me.”

“But only one of us will be able to play right now. My PC is back at home.” Karl shrugged. “You can join when you go home tomorrow. We can make another stream of it.” I nodded, agreeing. “Sure. Our own little world. We can have a farm together.” He giggled. “Yes.”

“KARL!” I shouted, trying to run the character away from the creeper, but he continued to try and distract me. “Stop! I’m gonna die!” he laughs, going in to tickle my sides. I wiggled, trying to free myself from the evil grasps of the tickle monster aka my boyfriend. I let go of the mouse and keyboard, trying to remove his fingers from my sides as I continued to laugh hysterically. He finally let go, allowing myself to breathe. I sighed, leaning back in his chair and glared over my shoulder at him.

He laughed, moving my chair over to take the empty space and play Minecraft. The character had died thanks to a certain someone tickling me as I was fighting off mobs in a cave. We continued to play, taking our shared turns and nearly forgetting we were streaming on his alt account.

“How long have we been live?” I asked. “Hm. About four hours.” Karl said, looking over on his other monitor. I gawked. “Seriously? Only feels like one.”

“That’s ‘cause we’re having fun.”

“Hardly. You tried killing me.”

“I tickled you.

“A near death experience indeed.”

@lmfaosoph @b3l0v3ds @quivvyintheclouds @sabinanotfound @youngstarfishdinosaur

[bozowrites]

kinda like ur ranboo thing but imagine making a big huge deal out of platonically proposing and just yeah :)

Hypothetically

Imagine

↳ Alternative ending.

Pairing: CC!Ranboo + Reader

TW: platonic.

WC: 79

A/n: hope this is what u had in mind ^^

NAVIGATION | TAGLIST

“Would you marry me?” Ranboo started.

“Are you proposing to me?”

“No, hypothetically.”

“Hypothetically, are you proposing to me?”

“Yes. So—”

“Oh, my God! I’ve been waiting for you to pop the question! YES! A THOUSAND TIMES YES!”

“Oh…so, we’re getting married?”

“Hypothetically.”

“Hypothetically, are we engaged?”

“Yep! Now, I was thinking a beach wedding, or do you wanna go traditional and do a church?”

“What about a Minecraft wedding?”

“Ranboo…are you thinking what I’m thinking?”

“I’m already starting up my pc.”

[bozowrites]

haiiii how has your day been? DID YOU EAT YET>:[

anyhoo can i request a karl fluff where the reader gets sick and he get super clingy and wants to make sure there ok? thxxxx don't rush yourself

Sick

Imagine

↳ Karl gets clingy over sick reader.

Pairing: CC!Karl Jacobs x Reader

TW: fever

WC: 0.1k

note: I DID EAT :D

NAVIGATION

You whined after a cough, feeling strain on your throat that goes along with it. Karl whines with you, saddened for you. He just wants to take the pain away.

“Do you need more meds?” he asked, snuggling himself closer to you, his grip on your arm tightening. “You just gave me cough medicine, not even five minutes ago.” the scratch in your tone makes him frown.

“I just wanna make sure you get better.” he whispered, his cheek smooching against your arm and making his voice a little slurred. You giggled, coughing lightly after and patted his head with your other hand, the one he wasn’t holding.

“You being here with me is good enough.” Karl awed, kissing your cheek and whispered again, “I love you so much. Please get better.”

“It’s just a fever, I’m not dying.”

“Shh. Sleep.”

@b3l0v3ds @lmfaosoph

[bozowrites]

Bozo’s 2k Event! (CLOSED)

↳ In this event, there will be fifteen prompts and one that you can choose from which you’ll write an imagine based on it! Only three per prompt, so send me an ask with the genre, prompt number and character/member you’ll be writing about! Anyone can join! Happy writing! ENDS MAY 31

(Can be updated later)

How do I even say thank you for all this support and love? I don’t know, but seriously I’m so proud of myself and my writing to have accomplished a milestone like this! Thank you so much and hope your day is lovely ^^

FLUFF

1. “You’re my favourite muse.”

C!Wilbur Soot - inniterhq

2. “What? You scared I’ll kick your butt again?”

C!Tommyinnit - itstheimperfectwriter

3. “Is that my shirt?”

CC!Georgenotfound - dreamyteam

4. “Do you believe in love at first sight?” (closed)

CC!Dream - dreamcatcherrs

CC!Quackity - hufflepuff-writings

CC!Dream + Sapnap - box-of-roses

5. “I may be an idiot, but I’m your idiot.”

CC!Dream - quivvyintheclouds

ANGST

1. “Why are you crying?”

C!Wilbur Soot - cr0wbonezz-wr1ting-inc

C!Georgenotfound - thegirlwhowritesawksh-t

2. “It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve broken a promise.”

CC!Dream - jschllatt

C!Technoblade- dreamwvrld

C!Ranboo - ghost-on-saturn

3. “I thought you were a dream come true.”

C!Tommyinnit - tarosin

4. “I never wanted to hurt you, you know that, but there are just some lessons we can only learn through pain and failure.”

CC!Technoblade - worstest-person

5. “You fed me with words, not love!”

C!Schlatt - brownz-suga

C!SBI - aries-writes-shit

NEUTRAL

1. “Don’t be stupid.”

2. “I waxed the floors, grab your fluffy socks”

CC!Ranboo - im-quite-a-mess

CC!DTeam - luvcherrie

3. “It’s a hobby of mine to prove you wrong.”

CC!Sapnap - ttakinou

4. “If I die, I’m gonna haunt your butt.”

C!Awesamdude - possum-rat

5. “You really…that’s not exactly meant to be eaten.”

C!Phil - ranboob-and-tubbox

Tagging mutuals if that’s all right ^^

@imacomfymess @dysfunctionalcrab @mayasimagines @capital-d-colon @basilly @box-of-roses @colorseeingchick @tarosin @punzxox @quackiseok @inniterhq @thegirlwhowritesawksh-t @hufflepuff-writings @ranboob-and-tubbox @possum-rat @etherealexsistence @meltedcrayon @b3l0v3ds @worstest-person @minecraftcatboy @pianoarms @dreamcatcherrs @kai-was-here @renzwrld @jschllatt @aries-writes-shit @brownz-suga @itstheimperfectwriter @luvcherrie @oh-mcyt @sugarsoftie @sleepysoupi @ranboozle @sootandco @akasuki @ttakinou @scare-crowed @yourlmanburg

[bozowrites]

Freezing

Imagine

↳ Based off George's "Before I Freeze" video.

Pairing: CC!Georgenotfound x Reader

TW: cold

WC: 0.2k

note: i came up with it on the spot idk but i hope you enjoy!! <3

NAVIGATION

“I’m so cold.” he shivers and there’s a stutter in some of his words as he cuddles into his blanket. I chuckle, putting away his camera and other work equipment. “You were sitting in cold water with ice, what did you expect?” he groans, heading downstairs, presumably towards the washroom. “Why don’t you take a hot bath instead!” I shouted after him, hearing his groaning approval of my suggestion.

“How was your bath?” I ask George as he takes a spot next to me on our sofa. He gets under the comforter with me, closing the distance between us and still shivering some. “Good, but I’m still kinda cold.”

“To be expected. Wanna watch a movie?” he nods, resting his head on my shoulder and placing his arms around my waist. I place one arm around him, taking my phone out to cast Netflix. “What do you wanna watch?” he asks, tightening his grip. “A comedy? I’m feeling up for some laughs right now.”

“Sure? Rewatch or something new?”

“I don’t know yet. Pick whatever catches our eye.”

“Oh, what about that?” he takes a hand off my waist and points towards a movie option, 17 Again, on my phone. I nod, agreeing. “Haven’t seen it, couldn’t hurt to watch.”

“Agreed. Now put it on!” he ushers me and cuddles closer if it’s possible. “I’m literally still freezing to death.”

“I know, I can feel you shivering.”

“Can I turn up the heat?”

“It’s already twenty degrees in here. I don’t wanna roast you know.”

“But I don’t wanna freeze.”

“If you go any higher I’m gonna be too hot to cuddle with you.” he looks up at me from my shoulder and gives a contemplating face of thought. He hums and takes his place again. “Fine.”

@lmfaosoph @b3l0v3ds @sabinanotfound @lukerycyja @quivvyintheclouds