↠ how to use my pronouns: ae is a very cool person, aer has always been nice to me. that post is aers. ae should be very proud of aerself. vy is a very cool person, vym has always been nice to me. that post is vyrs. vy should be very proud of vyself.
↠ comfort streamers: quackity, karl, ranboo, jack manifold, niki
↠ creators i write for (platonically): quackity, jack manifold, wilbur, niki, karl, dream, tommy, ranboo, tubbo, charlie slimecicle (the list may expand)
↠ writing boundaries: i don’t write nsfw. i don’t write ccs romantically atm because i’m not confident yet, so all pieces i’ve written are platonic unless otherwise stated.
↠ other boundaries: please don’t flirt with me unless it’s platonic, it makes me uncomfortable. everyone is welcome, and please message me if you wanna be friends! i’m a little awkward but i’ll do my best!
↠ please note: i include george and sapnap in the dsmp members as… series because i don’t know them super well, but i know enough to do small things. i’m getting to know them, and will hopefully eventually write for them
↠ last updated: july 17th, 2021
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requests:
rules:
no nsfw
no romantic (yet)
state your pronouns, if you don’t, i’ll make it gender neutral to please everyone
i’m mostly a fluff/preference writer, but if i get an angst prompt that i really like, i might try it
be respectful of ccs boundaries!
and if i’m in violation of any of their boundaries, let me know!
This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask box of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you’re amazing inside and out. <33
wilbur wanting tubbos forgiveness and begging for his trust, but when tubbo starts talking about having nightmares and flashbacks of the explosion and fireworks, and how it still hurts, wilbur almost seems to interrupt him and starts talking about how he’ll “make it up to him” and how tubbo is strong and bla bla bla
its like wilbur knows hes done bad, and he wants to apologise and be better, but he doesnt actually want to hear people talk about how his actions hurt people. because he already feels so awful about himself. he already feels like the villain, like a monser. and hearing other people admit it would probably feel soul crushing
and i love you c!wilbur but im sorry, this wont do. you cant take a shortcut to redemption. like tubbo said, you need to prove youre trustworthy again. i know youre hurting, and you seem very intent on always mentioning how much you have suffered, but you need to acknowledge you have genuinely hurt others.
its like he wants to go through redemption and become better, but hes too afraid to actually open up and be vulnerable.
he talks the big talk about heroes and villains, the good guys and the bad guys, hes so quick to talk about limbo and november 16th and “oo look at me i was the bad guy” but as soon as someone like tubbo actually starts opening up he cant handle it. hes quick to shut them down and talk about proving himself and this and that.
to be able to go through a redemption arc, wilbur is going to need to learn to actually open up, and sincerely admit his wrongdoings, but also realise he has trauma, and that ha is also a victim.
c!wilbur needs to accept that he is human. not a villain, not a monster, not a character in this big theatrical play he seems to think he’s in. just that; human.
This is the Amazing Person Award! Once you are given this award you are supposed to paste it in the ask box of eight different people, who, in your opinion, deserve it. If you break the chain nothing will happen, but it is sweet to know someone thinks you’re amazing inside and out. <33
requested by this anon: "Okay last one I promise…. I think. So CC!Dream x Bodyguard!Reader or reverse the roles, whatever works. Premise: Dream starts going to conventions and needs to be protected from all the antis and obsessive fans. But Dream didn’t know his bodyguard was gonna be attractive…"
dream x reader
trigger warnings: some swearing, yelling, general violence/threats
premise: The first vidcon after Covid has finally arrived, and with his face newly revealed, Dream's getting a bit worried a bout how a week in California will turn out, so, he (lets be real it was his manager) hirers you and your team for protection
"You didn't tell me that they were coming all the way out here! I thought we were meeting them in California!" Dream argued into his phone.
You leaned against the rented escalade, watching as he paced back at forth.
One of your partners half leaned through the passenger seat window, "Sir? We're going to be late if you don't wrap it up!"
The man in the driver seat tapped his thumbs on the wheel anxiously, "I can handle politicians, I can handle CEO's, hell I can handle regular celebrities'- but youtubers? Dude why?"
You looked back at him, "Don't complain, he's paying bigger bucks than anyone we've had in years."
"I know but-"
You shook your head, cutting him off as Dream approached the car, "I'm sorry- I just thought I wasn't getting your services until I landed in California."
You shook your head, "You've still got to get through two international airports, and your flight. We'll be going along with you throughout the duration of your trip, but that won't happen, if you don't go get your things so we can leave on time."
"Yeah-" He sighed, "I'll- get my bags."
Shaking his head, Dream hurried back inside, grabbing his things before sending Sapnap a panicked snap 'sap help the body guard is hot'
When he got no response, he sighed, pulling his things out of the house and locking up behind himself, "You know for body guards you are dressed awfully casually."
You sighed adjusting your windbreaker, as you grabbed one of his bags to put in the trunk, "We're supposed to blend in. People might think it's suspicious that you need body guards, they could... plan things."
"And three extra people traveling with me isn't?"
"Smith and McAllen aren't going to be with us, with us. Within range, sure, but not following you around. You're going to be telling people I'm just- a friend or something- your life was private enough it would blend in." You reported, closing the trunk and moving to open the other door for him.
You moved around the car, climbing into your own seat, "Let's move."
~~
The airport was fairly crowded, but you navigated through it carefully, avoiding the biggest groups of people and instructing Dream to keep his hood up.
After almost two hours of anxiety, you had finally boarded the plane, tucking your backpack under the seat in front of you.
"Where'd the other two end up?" He asked quietly.
"Smiths on the other side of the row, two up, and McAllen's behind us." You reported.
Dream nodded, and the two of you settled in for take off.
Nearly an hour in, and you could tell he was getting bored as he leaned over, "So how does one end up doing body guard stuff anyway?"
You shrugged, "My contract was ended early.... I was looking for a job, retaining all my previous work experience, and I stumbled upon this agency."
"It's strange that it's even a real job."
"It's strange that playing a video game is even a real job." You shot back, grinning.
"How do you know what type of videos I make?" He asked skeptically.
"Well I have to make sure a client is legit before taking a legal offer, right?" You chuckled.
~~
The flight was nearing at end, finally, and you went over the plans again, looking over the layout of the airport on your tablet.
"What're you doing?" Dream asked.
"You never get tired of questions do you?" You sighed.
He frowned, "Sorry..."
You sighed again, "We're supposed to plan the routes around every fucking building you go into. We have a plan, we stick to the route, we keep idiots like you safe from anti's and crazy fans."
"Crazy fans?"
"Well you only just revealed what you look like, you've never been mobbed in public," You explained, "You can never trust what a obsessed person would do. That's how John Lennon died."
"Really? You're citing the Beatles on why your looking at airport maps?"
"You literally hired me for this!"
~~
So far, vidcon had been uneventful on your part, and you found yourself back in the old routine of standing off to the side, in hallways, or generally out of the way as your client did his thing.
The same lie had been told millions of times by now, Dream's partner, that's how the internet knew you, and lies grew, but all you had to do was walk along side him, nothing more.
Your partners could normally just explain away being assistants or managers working with vidcon organizers.
"Someone on twitter started a conspiracy thread that 'dream and (y/n) are not a real couple, I found so much proof this weekend'." Sapnap laughed.
From your place at the other table you nearly choked on your sandwich as Dream began to wheeze.
"why is this getting traction!?!"
"Someone added to the end," Smith reported, looking up from his phone, "Their debating if it's real, fake, or if the person made the thread cause they were jealous."
You took a sip of your water, "I can't wait till this is over, then we'll break up and the stans will forget about me."
Dream laughed, "That's too bad, I was thinking of taking you guys on full time."
You sighed, shaking your head, pretending to be annoyed, "Oh no, being paid to fake date some cute famous guy."
"You think I'm cute?"
You rolled your eyes, ignoring him, "Hurry up, we've gotta leave in ten."
~~
You were halfway through the convention center when suddenly you began to miss all that standing around.
As usual movement through the convention center was tough, but this time the crowd seemed different, particularly as someone near the back began yelling about something.
You scanned the crowd, and the woman seemed to lock onto you, "You! Yeah you! Who the hell do you think you are?"
You glanced back at McAllen, who nodded, starting to move to the side, Dream following, ever so slightly.
"You don't get to date him! How could you stoop that low Dream?"
More yelling erupted from the crowd, and someone seemed to charge forward.
You immediately took charge, grabbing Dream's arm and pulling him along with you as Smith hurried forward to block the man.
"What the fuck is going on?" Dream asked.
"Shut up, and stay behind me." You hissed turning down a side hallway as all hell started to break loose in the convention center, a single gunshot ringing out.
"Shouldn't you be going to stop that?" Dream asked as you and McAllen hurried him down another corridor.
"Job for the police, not us." You muttered, "Exit's through here, lets go."
From behind you, there were more shouts, something about stealing Dream.
“Motherfucker, these people are insane.” McAllen muttered.
~~
Somehow, you’d managed to get Dream out of the building, double back, and also collect Smith and Sapnap on the way.
Running on pure adrenaline, you’d then helped anyone else, evacuating civilians as the police worked to talk down the shooter.
By the time you had arrived back to the hotel, finished making statements and refusing to answer a frat deal of questions from father fans, you were about to collapse.
“I thought your job was just to get me out of there.” Dream said, looking up as you entered your room.
“I did.”
“And then you went back in.”
“I help people, okay?” You snapped, “Normally this job doesn’t include being shot at because I have to fake date someone who I’m protecting.”
You sat down heavily, “just- gimme a minute to breath. You’ve made my job more complex than it needed to be.”
“With my dashing good looks?” He laughed.
You rolled your eyes, “I mean with the amount of trouble you’ve caused me we might as well be actually dating, then I might benefit more.”
he doesn’t make it super obvious but definitely isn’t trying to hide it
gives you lots of compliments on what you’re wearing or how you look that day just super sweet
he can put on this nonchalant act all he wants but  deep deep deep down, he is literally such a simp
will always go out of his way to speak to you if he sees your on discord or active on anything
omg i get epic listener vibes from him??? he will let you talk for hours and hours about the stupidest stuff he doesn’t care he just loves listening to you
he always talks about wanting to take you places. he’ll be telling you about all the places he’s traveled to and then he’ll be like “I can’t wait to take you there y/n, you’re gonna love it” and you’re just like “oh fr ?😳”
recommends you songs all the time
OMG SENDS YOU SONGS THAT HE SAYS REMINDS HIM OF YOU OHAJSHDHD I WOULD LITERALLY GET ON ONE KNEE
tommy knows. did will tell him? no. how does he know? he just does. he’s tommyinnit. he’s just like that.
and of course he tried to be a little match maker
always gets you and will in vc together and then “Oop sorry guys tubbos calling me i can’t keep him waiting or he’ll probably start crying ok bye have fun”
there is never a dull moment with you two
no matter how long the convo is or how many times you’ve spoken there’s always more to talk about
eventually I think will just gains the confidence and maybe he starts realizing that you like him back and he starts to be a lot more open with it to the point where you don’t even need to confirm it like you guys are practically already dating
it isn’t like official official until you guys meet in person and he literally just engulfs you in the sweetest hug and gives you tons of kisses it’s so great ok bye :’)
kinda wishing i could be in a wilbur arc rn but my brain like will not let me it’s like trying to simp for schlatt it just doesn’t work man 😔
requested by this anon: "Hi, hello uhm this is my first time doing this, but is it possible you could a dreamnotkarlnapity x genderfluid reader, that has angst at the beginning but it get fluff at the end, and for the angst you could do any, it really doesn't matter, have a good day/night/evening"
Dream x george x sapnap x karl x quackity x reader
trigger warnings: swearing, some yelling
premise: a strange tension has been building in the house lately, and everything seems to impload when you misplace your pronoun bracelets.
You frowned, digging through the mess that covered the top of your dresser, muttering, "Where the hell did they go?"
This morning had already not been the best, an alarm having never been set, breakfast left unplanned, and everyone in the house ending up running late.
Out in the living room, you could hear Quackity and Dream arguing over which car to take.
"(y/n)! Hurry up!" George yelled coming into the room.
"I'm almost done!" You called back, still looking around, "I just can't find my bracelet!"
"It's just a bracelet, I think you'll survive today with out it!" Karl said, hurrying past the door.
"It's my pronoun bracelets Karl! I can't find any of them, let alone the she/her one!" You yelled, turning to head out the door.
"Well I haven't seen them!" George followed you out the door.
"Does anyone know where my bracelets are?" You yelled, coming into the living room.
Quackity paused in yelling at Dream, "Ask Karl!"
"I already said I don't know!"
"We don't have time to sit around and look for some stupid bracelets! We need to leave!" Dream interrupted.
"They aren't stupid!" You shouted, "Those are literally the most important thing I own!"
"Just flat out tell the people your pronouns when you see them! It's not that hard!" Quackity argued.
You crossed your arms, "It is that hard! The point is so that I don't spend half a conversation telling people what to call me!"
"We have to go!" George called impatiently from the door.
You ran a hand through your hair, frustrated, "Just go without me. I'd rather stay here than go to that stupid party with you people."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Dream said, turning on you.
You glared at him, "You've all been being weird and fight over stupid shit! I'm damn tired of you guys always arguing and never actually solving the problem! Just go without me!"
The room went quiet until Karl blurted, "Q was messing with the bracelets yesterday!"
"That's not true! I was picking them up because George knocked them off the table!"
"Because Dream pushed me!"
"I did not!"
"Yes you did!"
"No I did not!"
"It's true I saw it!"
The room erupted into yells.
Frustrated, you turned and walked out, even as Sapnap, who'd only just emerged from the bathroom tried to stop you.
As the door to your room slammed shut, he frowned, moving out into the living room, still full of yelling.
"What the hell did you guys do to (y/n)? She looked mad."
Quackity sighed, "She lost her bracelets, and for some reason that made her mad at us."
"Actually she said it was because we were fighting so much lately." Karl pointed out.
"Maybe we wouldn't be fighting if you had remembered to set the alarm." Dream snapped.
"You know I have trouble remembering things!"
"You could've set the alarm when we told you the first time!"
"We are going to be late!" George repeated.
~~
You sighed, leaning back to look out the window.
The boys had gone off to the party without you, and had come back, clearly still angry at each other, and separating to their own corners of the house, refusing to talk to each other.
So far it seemed that no one had found the note you'd left on the counter, asking them to at least work together to forgive each other for their stupid grudges, or at least for a simple apology.
There was a knock at your door, and you sat up with a sigh, "Yeah?"
The door swung open, and Sapnap appeared holding something up, "Guess what I found!"
"What?" You asked.
He sat down next to you on the couch, brandishing a hand full of bracelets toward you, "ta da!"
You grinned, taking your pronouns and sliding the one with he/him onto your wrist, "You found them!"
"They were on the counter behind Karl's notebook." He explained.
Slowly, the rest of the boys shuffled into the living room, finding spots on the couch around you.
"We're sorry for fighting so much." Quackity sighed.
"We'll try not too." George offered.
Karl nodded, grabbing your hand, as Dream smiled, "We're sorry, really."
"I know." You hummed, "That was all I wanted."
"Wait you lost the bracelets on purpose?" Karl asked, incredulous.
"Oh no, they were actually lost. I just wanted a simple apology."
i know you guys might want me to be like “awww shy quackity little baby” but no
because this man would straight up announce that he is in love with you every day but everyone would just think it was a joke
he has written you full on love letters in the form of quiplash answers LMAO
if one day you were ever like “are you sure it’s just a joke quackity?” he would actually get very flustered and shy
but as long as you think it’s just for funzzies omg he acts like such a simp
just imagine the way he acts about sally carrera but for you
*you literally just chillin on george’s stream* “hey hey back off george BACK OFF. y/n is this guy bothering you?”
karl and george know it’s not a joke but only them
they tease him so much omg
he had you do a roblox stream with him one time and he took you to a five star roblox restaurant and you guys had a whole date it was the funniest thing
george joins the call
“GEORGE GET OUT UR RUINING MY DATE GEORGE GO”
he really just isn’t shy around you like he’s so talkative and giddy he just gets so happy whenever ur around :3
he purposely tries to get ur ship name trending
if you were to join the smp he literally will not let anyone else give you a tour
shows you las nevadas with so much pride like “yeah I built this I’m awesome I know” 😌
*sam sitting there waiting for his credit like 😐*
OMG IF YOU GUYS MET IN PERSON THERE WOULD BE A COOKING STREAM
literally so chaotic
he would also be so happy to finally meet you
gives the best hug omg it’s so sweet
eventually the way you find out is literally through him saying it and u being like “was that a joke?” and he’s like “yeah of course” and ur like “oh okay” and he’s like “no i’m joking” and ur like “yeah u just said that” and he’s like “no i was joking about me joking”
anyways the rest is history. cute couple. loves having you on stream and stuff and loves showing you off 10/10.
description: it’s the day everyone’s been waiting for, the nationals game
note: okay before i even started the series i literally had no idea how to play american football since if basically doesn’t exist here, if there’s anyone’s who’s an expert. i am so sorry LMAO i watched so many youtube videos to try and understand
it was the overwhelming feeling of adrenaline, anxiety, and excitement all fused together
anticipation was in the air as a couple of hundreds of people crammed their way into the audience, trying to find available seats for themselves. there was a cold breeze mixed with the different aromas from the food stands that were set up, dream tried to ignore the stench of hot dogs and the smell of stale foods that wafted through the air.
he inhaled, closing his eyes as he tried to calm himself and lessen the sick feeling that was circulating in the pit of his stomach. though, familiar with the feeling already, he knew it was just the result of all the pressure and tension thrown on his shoulders
he was determined, he was going to win this for the boys, and he was going to win this for you.
DSMP Hogwarts AU where Tommy the Gryffindor, Tubbo the Ravenclaw, Ranboo the Hufflepuff, and Purpled the Slytherin are a new generation of The Marauders.
Puffy the Gryffindor head girl is constantly hunting them down to make sure they don't blow up the entire school while Techno the Ravenclaw head boy, along with DADA professor Philza, always gets them out of detention because c h a o s.
Tommy: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?
Tubbo: Several traffic violations.
Ranboo: Three counts of resisting arrest.
Purpled: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.
Y/N: Also, that’s not our car.
c!purpled will give c!tommy the sense of normalcy he needs. “i literally just died” “it’s cause you’re british.” and they’d move on from all that to continue bantering about each other’s home server because that’s always been their dynamic. purpled doesn’t care. so what if tommy got stuck in prison with dream, died, and got brought back to life? unlucky. but he’s not gonna view him as some sort of science experiment. nor will he treat him like he’s a fragile kid with too much on his shoulders. that may be the case but purpled’s always been purpled and for him, tommy will always be tommy. at most he’ll ask about the hotel because he’s a capitalist gremlin who only cares about getting money and monopolizing the server’s real estate. fuck the egg! fuck dream! who cares as long as he’s getting the bag. also:
tommy: “so where the fuck have you been?”
purpled, who’s been dominating the bedwars arena: “hawaii”
okay but like c!purpled c!tubbo c!ranboo and c!tommy uniting with c!punz as their “adult”?? gimme. now. the thing is, it’s so unexpected but it works. bc as of rn, as far as i know, c!bench trio is obviously loyal to each other, and c!punz is loyal to c!tubbo and c!ranboo kind of?? maybe c!tommy too??? and c!purpled being manipulated by c!quackity is already happening so… it could work.
