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Undercover Care

as a young, broke senior in high school, you take up a babysitting gig, not knowing you’d be babysitting a mafia bosses sons.

That morning you woke up at 5. The drive to his house was about twenty minutes so you had so if you wanted to get there in time you would have to leave by 8:35. That meant three hours to get ready and 35 minutes to relax. You spent the first 35 minutes in the kitchen, sipping at a warm cup of hot chocolate. You never really liked coffee, so you just stuck to hot chocolate.

After that you spent the first hour trying to put together a nice outfit. After a bit you settled on a nice pair of loose jeans, a simple t-shirt, one of your dad’s old jackets, and your old pair of converse. You played it all out on your bed before hopping in the shower, spending a little extra time to make sure your hair would look nice. After the shower it was about 7:00, meaning you had an hour and 35 minutes left.

You yawned quietly, quickly making yourself some scrambled eggs and toast for breakfast with a yogurt cup on the side. You ate slowly, trying to drag the time out a little. You didn’t really have anything else to do, so dragging the time out seemed to be the only thing left. After eating you cleaned all the dishes you used, putting back the plate you had used last night before checking the time. Only 7:43, which meant you had about 50 minutes just to yourself, give or take. You hummed quietly, going to the living room and turning on the tv. You flipped through channels before finding a cartoon, Monster High. You set the remote down, watching the episode. You were starting to feel anxious.

What if they didn’t like you? You needed this job if you wanted to go to college. Right now you were barely scraping by. Yeah your dad helped occasionally but it wasn’t enough sometimes. You sighed, messing with the hem of your t-shirt as you go lost in thought. You bit your bottom lip, lost in thought for majority of your time left. Once it was time to go, you got up and put your shoes on before going outside, making sure you had your car keys in your pocket before you left.

You got in your car, connecting your phone to the car to play your music. You hit shuffle on a random playlist before starting to drive, the directions pulled up on your phone screen. You yawned, still slightly tired. You never were fully a morning person, not even when you were a little kid. You bopped your head to the music playing, smiling when Beth (Eric Carr’s version) by KISS started playing. You had always loved older music, especially songs by KISS. You turned the volume up, mouthing the words as you followed the directions your phone was giving you.

Eventually, you pulled up to the house. If you could call it that. It was practically a mansion with how huge it was. You stared in shock as you turned your car off and got out. You took a deep breath, trying to calm yourself down. What if you were too underdressed? What if they thought you weren’t professional enough? Or maybe they would think you were too young and couldn’t take care of them. Your hands shook as you walked towards the door, raising your hand to knock somewhat loudly. You took another deep breath, still trying to calm your nerves. You were definitely under dressed. What were you thinking! Jeans and a t-shirt? You cursed yourself out in your head, biting your lip again. Maybe this job wasn’t such a good idea. Your thoughts were cut off when someone opened the door. A young blond wearing a red and white baseball tee with some grass stained jeans.

“O-oh. Hello. Is um, Philza here?” You asked nervously, doubting that the boy in front of you was the man you spoke to on the phone last night. “Dad! Someone’s here for you!” The kid called into the house, still looking at you a bit suspiciously. “Why are you here?” He asked suddenly. “I’m here for a job?” You said, cursing yourself out for sounding so nervous. “What job?” The boy asked, scrunching his face up in confusion. “Um-“ “Tommy leave the poor girl alone.” An older voice said, sounding just like the man you talked to last night. You immediately stood up straighter, biting your lip nervously. “You must be Y/n. Come on in.” The man said, gently ushering the blond kid away.

You nodded and stepped inside, looking around a bit. The hallway you were in didn’t seem too fancy, as there was shoes thrown all over the corner and some sports gear draped over a bench. “I apologize for Tommy, he’s fast when someone’s at the door. We usually don’t get visitors or guests, so he gets excited.” You jumped when you heard his voice. “Oh, it’s alright. I was young once too.” You said, trying to be playful. Phil smiled, starting to walk further into the house. You quickly followed, keeping an even pace behind him. Not too far behind, but still a bit behind.

You looked around more as Phil led you through the house. “I apologize for any mess you see, mate. The cleaning lady hasn’t gotten here yet.” Phil said suddenly, noticing you look around. You smiled slightly. “No worries. Kids make messes, it’s understandable.” Phil smiled when you said this, leading you into a fancy looking office. You bit your lip. What job did this man have that allowed him to have this much money? Maybe you were biting off more than you could chew…

(Here’s part two! Sorry this one took so long, I had a bit of school work to catch up on and it took some time.)

Hi, just came here to say that I’m really excited to find someone who’s still writing SBI x reader nowadays! Although I don’t care for Wil anymore, I do still love the other three a lot (especially Techno haha). Looking forward to your babysitter series!!

Hi! Thank you so much! This means a lot to me, I’m glad you’re excited! I have the next few parts all planned out and I am planning on focusing on Techno and Tommy more than I am Wil. Phil will be gone for a bit, but he’ll eventually get his own part too. Thank you again for commenting! I hope you enjoy what’s to come!!

hey i'm free later if you wanna go insane together or something

Undercover Care

as a young, broke senior in high school, you take up a babysitting gig, not knowing you’d be babysitting a mafia bosses sons.

You sighed quietly, looking over the job listings on the website one more time. Most of the jobs wanted people with experience, something you didn’t have, so finding a job was…a little difficult to say the least.

You wanted something simple too, just something to get you off your feet, not some crazy over the top job that drained you more often than not. You ran a hand through your hair, jumping slightly when you got a notification about a new job being posted. You hover your mouse over the listing before clicking.

The notification took a second to load but once it did you started reading. A babysitting gig. You hummed, looking over the details. 3 kids, ages 21, 22, and 16, access to food while working, $8,000 a week, bedroom if need- $8,000 a week!? You blinked, rubbing your eyes to see if they were playing a trick on you. Nope. $8,000 a week. What kind of rich fucker was this guy? $8,000? For three kids? Scratch that, two of them weren’t even kids anymore, and they still needed to be watched?

You looked over the details one more time. “I mean…it’s not a bad option…” you mumbled to yourself, clicking on the contact number. You copied it down into your phone, dialing and calling as soon as you did. You took a deep breath, listening as your phone rang. Tragically, you couldn’t help but hope the guy wouldn’t pick up. Awful, you know. But you were a nervous wreck. You were only 19, so what if he didn’t hire you? What if he wanted someone with experience? Or someone older? What if-

you were cut off by the sound of the phone being picked up. “Hello? Who is this?” The man on the other side asked. “Um, hi. My names Y/n and I was um…looking at the babysitting position?” You winced slightly at how awkward you sounded, although it probably sounded worse over the phone. “Ah yes! I didn’t expect someone to respond so quickly!” The man said cheerfully. “My names Philza Minecraft. It’s lovely to meet you, mate.” He said. You smiled, at least he was a nice guy. “Uh yeah. Nice to meet you too.” You said, feeling a bit less awkward.

“Now, my boys can be…how do I put this…rough. They don’t really like new people, so you will have to win them over. If they don’t see you fit within a month, sadly I would have to let you go.” The man, Philza, explained. You nodded before remembering he couldn’t see you, so you just let out a hum. “First question, how well do you deal with high stress situations?” The question caught you slightly off guard. “I’d say I’m pretty good?” You said, shrugging to yourself. “And what about cooking? Can you cook well?”

You thought to yourself for a second. “Yeah I’m a pretty good cook.” You and your mom used to spend two nights a week learning a new recipe together, you even still have her old cookbook that she gave you before the divorce. “Wonderful! Now, how old are you?” He asked, making you panic slightly. “I-I’m 19, sir.” You said nervously, biting your lip. “Perfect! You’re hired.” Your jaw dropped slightly. That easy? “O-okay. When should I come in?” You asked, getting over the shock quickly. “Come in tomorrow at 9. I’ll have a schedule for you by then. I’ll text you the address.”

You smiled to yourself. “Thank you so much sir.” “Please, call me Phil, mate.” He said, his tone cheerful. “Before you go, what are your boys’ names?” You asked curiously. “Ah, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy.” He told you. You smiled. “Alright. I can’t wait to meet them tomorrow.” You said happily. “Well it was nice talking to you, but I have got to go to a meeting soon.” He said, the sound of rustling on the other side of the phone. “I understand. Have a good day Phil.” You said, pulling the phone away from your ear as you hung up.

You say there for a second, processing the fact that you, a 19 year old, now had a job. A really, really good paying job. You cheered to yourself, standing up from the chair quickly. “Hell yeah! I’m employed!” You said happily, spinning around a little bit. It took you about 5 minutes to calm down, but excitement was still running through your veins. You had a job now! You smiled to yourself, going to the kitchen to make food before you started getting ready for bed. You made something simple, just some chicken tenders and sweet ‘n sour sauce. You sat down on the couch, placing your plate on your lap and you grabbed the remote, flipping to a random cartoon channel. You ate in peace, going through all the possible outfits you could wear tomorrow.

You say there for a bit, almost just snacking on your now somewhat cold food. Once you finished, you turned the tv off, going to the kitchen to wash your plate before going to bed. You hummed to yourself as you cleaned, still going through all your possible outfits you wanted to look professional but also not too professional, you were only 19 after all. You set the plate on the drying rack and dried your hands, jogging slightly as you went to your room. You quickly changed before going to the bathroom to brush your teeth, looking yourself over in the mirror. After getting fully ready you finally got in bed, the buzz under your skin finally going away. You fell asleep peacefully, excited for tomorrow.

(This is going to be a series! I’ve had the idea in my mind for a while so I thought it would be nice to write it out!)

cuddle Headcanons: SBI +some

Philza:

Techno:

Tommy:

Tubbo:

Ranboo:

Jack:

incorrect MCYT quotes!!

Phil: Why are you always trying to aggravate me?  Tommy: To relax.

Techno: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my anxiety. I’ll wait. Y/n: You and me! Techno: tearing up Ok.

Tommy: What makes a bigger memory than a passionate kiss? Tommy: A stab wound.

Y/n: I think we should have glow stick juice injected in our bones when we're born, so if we break our bones, we get a fun little surprise. Phil: What's the surprise? Techno: Blood poisoning.

Tommy, to Phil: I mean, I get complimented all the time- Y/n: starts cackling Tommy: I do! Y/n: laughs harder

Techno: I have a bad feeling about this, guys. Phil: Oh don’t worry, you’ll be fine. Y/n: Yeah, what’s the worst that could happen? Techno, being bailed out of jail the next morning: I hate you all.

Y/n: Are you busy? Techno: Yes. Y/n: Cool, listen to this…

Y/n: Family bonding should be 50/50. Phil cooks us dinner while I sit on the kitchen counter playing Mario Kart.

Tommy: Phil, Y/n keeps bullying me at school. Phil: Ask your teacher for help. The next day… Tommy, to their teacher: Will you help me beat up Y/n?

Techno: Phil, I am nothing if not a man of principle. Techno: Now let’s break into this apartment.

Tommy: Today, Y/n said a swear word, so Techno said that he was going to wash Y/n's mouth out with soap. Y/n replied, “It’s okay, I like the taste of soap”. Turns out, they’ve been putting soap on their lips to blow bubbles.

Tommy: School sucks. Phil: I know, but you have to do it so you can get a job. Tommy: What are jobs like? Phil: They suck.

Y/n: accidentally eats something too spicy so their eyes start to water Phil: Y/n, look at me. It's okay. I would die for you. I love you so much. You're the best person I know. Y/n: I'm not crying? Phil, hugging Y/n's head: Shush baby, it's okay. Techno is here too and he loves you with his whole heart.

Tommy: Can I get a waffle? Wilbur and Y/n: fighting and yelling at each other Tommy: Can I p l e a s e get a waffle?

Y/n, learning how to drive: What happens if I press the gas and the brake at the same time? Tommy: The car takes a screenshot. Wilbur: Please pull over. I’m driving now.

Hannigram with a silent s/o

Hannibal and Will first met you at a crime scene after you scared them. You were there to photograph evidence, and you ended up accidentally sneaking up on them.

Will almost had a heart attack when you tapped on his shoulder.

Hannibal kept his eye on you as you worked, noticing how silent you were even when talking.

Will was impressed, usually no one can sneak up on him easily, so when you did he was surprised.

Eventually Will worked up the courage to talk to you. With Hannibal by his side of course.

You were extremely polite, offering to show them some pictures you took when they asked about your job.

Hannibal offered dinner at his place, and you accepted.

Hannibal made sure not to use a lot of human meat when preparing your dish, but used some in his and Wills.

You showed up in one of your best outfits, an expensive bottle of wine in your hands.

Hannibal let you in while Will set the table.

You walked behind Hannibal, silent as ever as you looked around slightly.

Safe to say, Will was surprised when you walked into the dining room.

Will set the table, smiling at you slightly when he set your plate down in front of you.

You were quiet throughout dinner, only speaking when spoken too and keeping your answers short and simple, but informative.

Eventually the dinner came to an end and you had to go home.

After that, you kept coming over for dinner, each and every time Hannibal invited you, you accepted.

After the 10th or 11th dinner Will and Hannibal asked you to be theirs, and you accepted shyly.

about a month after dating you moved in by Will’s request.

They noticed that you loved exploring the house, and so they never stopped you when you did, but you always managed to sneak up on them.

Eventually, Will ordered little bells to sew onto your clothes to help keep track of you.

You still manage to sneak up on them sometimes when you find a piece of clothing that doesn’t have a bell on it.

They love you, but hate how silent you can be.

REBLOG IF ITS OKAY TO TALK TO YOU.

Please.

Hannigram with a young child! Reader

this is platonic! These are just scenarios of how they would be with a kid

They found you at a crime scene, hugging one of the dead bodies. You were malnourished, pale, and freezing to the touch. Your eyes were red and puffy and there were tear tracks running down your face.

They rushed you to the hospital, Hannibal staying in the ambulance with you to make sure you were alright. You ended up falling asleep on the way due to the silence.

Hannibal stayed with you throughout the night just in case you woke up at all.

Will got there later, sitting down next to your bed. He ended up falling asleep as well, Hannibal falling asleep a bit later.

The next morning they tried questioning you, but you either dodged the question or ignored them, so they eventually stopped.

When they found out two of the victims were your parents they started staying with you a bit more, trying to comfort you about the fact.

In the end they got attached, wanting to bring you home, keep you safe. You were so young, you didn’t deserve to lose your parents.

They did end up taking you home, they had a room prepared for you, Hannibal even made sure it was a room with a bathroom and a balcony. Lucky you.

For a while they didn’t want you to be left alone. After all they wanted to make sure you were eating enough or staying warm enough.

Eventually they trusted you to be left alone for small periods of time, but they always made sure you were in range of a phone just in case you needed to call.

Hannibal takes you shopping often, wanting to reward you for good behavior every once in a while.

Will let’s his dogs play with you, but he makes sure you and them are careful, he doesn’t want anyone getting hurt, especially not you.

Hannibal makes a separate dish for you, not wanting you to eat human meat until much later in life.

listen, i wouldn't like slashers so much if they weren't so hot

no rizz. just big bambi eyes and many unsettling things to say.

Billy and Stu with a very feminine s/o

Stu loves watching you get ready, sometimes he’ll help you pick out a dress or a shade of lipstick.

Billy watches you subtly, interested in the process but not as much as Stu.

Often if a victim has a nice dress or something they think you would like, they take it or at least find out where it’s from.

Stu will ask you to do his makeup, saying he wants to be pretty like you.

Billy will take pictures for you when you want, seeing as he’s the only one who’s trusted to actually work a camera.

Stu will put on a a dark shade of your lipstick and plant a messy kiss on Billy’s cheek. It makes you and Stu laugh until Billy manages to get it off.

You’ll do the same thing to Stu, laughing as he immediately tries to wipe it off, only succeeding in smearing it.

Stu carries your makeup around in his backpack at school, ready to give it to you whenever you needed to touch up.

If Stu sees a nice piece of jewelry on a victim he will take it for you.

Billy saves any and all pictures he takes of you and keeps some of them on the mirror in his bathroom.

Stu loves helping you with your hair, but he also loves messing it up. Depends on his mood that day.

Billy will sometimes choose your outfit and lay it out for you if you fall asleep early.

They always remind you to do skincare before you go to bed.

Sometimes they might even do skincare with you just to help you feel motivated.

How Others Post You and Tommy

Tubbo

“Can’t believe they fell asleep during our movie night :(“

Jack

“I made them do karaoke >:)”

Philza

“Why do I let these two drink?”

Kristen

“I took them to an animal shelter and she said the cat looked like Tommy 😁”

Ranboo

“When the girl he likes comes up and talks to him ;)”

Aimsey

“They can never keep their hands off each other!”

Charlie

“Just got done filming a Sorry vid! Will post soon! Probably”

Wilbur Soot Situation

So, with all that’s going on with Wilbur and the apology today and everyone not wanting to associate with him, I’d like to say some things.

Wilbur has been a huge comfort for me for the past 3-4 years, and I have a hard time letting go of things. So while I won’t be as willing to write for CC!Wilbur, I’d still be willing to write for C!Wilbur, or any other AU that isn’t CC!, as I will consider them separate characters

I am torn by the news, and I was really hoping that Wilbur wasn’t actually Shubbles abuser, but with his ‘apology’, I’d like to no longer associate with CC!Wilbur until he is willing to actually accept the consequences and apologize properly.

I know I haven’t been writing for long, and I know I haven’t actually written for Wilbur yet, but if you would like to request for him, it can’t be CC!Wilbur.

could u write a Tommy x reader in a vlog w maybe jack manifold and tubbo and Tommy is just simping for reader and the others are teasing him abt it

You hold All My Heart

A/n: hello and thank you for the request! I haven’t watched Jack in a bit so if he’s a little OOC I apologize!

“Hello boys! Welcome to my wonderful vlog!” Tommy said loudly into the camera, pointing it towards you, Jack, and Tubbo. You smiled and waved, taking a sip of your drink. Tommy turned the camera back to himself. “Today we are going to be recreating old pictures from our childhood!” He announced proudly, smiling at the camera.

You walked over to him and grabbed the camera quickly, giggling as you did so. “And I’m going first~!” You said happily, pulling up an old photo of you from when you were about 7. Tommy tried grabbing the camera back, using his height over you to do so. You pouted slightly before giggling. “Come on! Let’s get started already!” Jack said loudly, pushing Tommy’s shoulder playfully. “Fine, since Jack’s so impatient, we can start.” Tommy said, propping his phone up.

You smiled and showed them all the picture again. “Bloody hell do I have to pick you up?” Tommy asked, squinting slightly. You nodded. “I was too tired to stand by myself so my dad picked me up.” You explained. “But if you don’t want to-“ “I’ll have you know I’m the strongest one here.” Tommy interrupted, flexing his arms. You giggled, missing the looks Jack and Tubbo threw at each other. “Okay so Tubbo you have to hug Jack.” You said, putting your phone in your pocket. 

“Do I have to though?” Tubbo groaned slightly. “I’ll duct tape you two together if you don’t.” You said, turning to Tommy. Tommy quickly hid the blush that was on his cheeks. He got to hold you! Even if it was just for a video, he still got to hold you! Tommy leaned down slightly so you could hop onto his back, still trying to calm down the blush on his face. You jumped onto his back quickly, wrapping your arms around his neck and your legs around his waist. Tommy quickly put his hands under your thighs to keep you on his back, blushing wildly. 

You giggled, watching as Tubbo somewhat hesitantly hugged Jack. You smiled, looking at the camera. “We did it!” You cheered, clapping your hands softly. Tommy gently set you down, blush still all over his face. “Tubbo’s turn!” You said happily, looking at Tubbo expectantly. Tubbo pulled out his phone and pulled up a picture of him as a kid with his sister and father. You smiled. “Aw Tubbo! You were so cute as a kid!” You said with a small laugh. His sister was draped over Tubbo’s back, and their father was behind them, laughing his arse off.

“I call being the dad!” Jack called quickly. You laughed. “Tommy should be your sister!” You said jokingly. Tubbo groaned. “But he’s so heavyyyy-“ Tubbo whined, yelling when Tommy hit him over the head. You laughed. “Deal with it Bee Boy.” Tommy huffed slightly, ‘sneakily’ staring at you. Tubbo grinned. “How about you deal with your crush-“ Tubbo was cut off by Tommy tackling him. “Shut up!” Tubbo laughed. “But I’m right! You have a little crush on Y/n~!” Tubbo teased quietly, making sure you couldn’t hear.

“Tubbo! Tommy! Hurry up!” You said, waking over to them to help them up. Tommy huffed, standing up on his own as you helped Tubbo up. Tommy looked over at Jack, flipping him off when he saw Jack was smirking at him. Jack laughed, going to grab the camera. “Guys I have a secret.” Jack whispered, pointing the camera at you three. “Tommy likes Y/n. And I’m gonna get him to confess today.” He whispered again. He zoomed in on you and Tommy, laughing quietly to himself. “Tubbo’s in on the plan. Y/n and Tommy don’t know it’s gonna happen.” Jack turned the camera to face him. He gave a thumbs up. “Guys I’m getting a little tired of this. Why don’t we go to the mall?” Jack suggested. You looked over at him. “If it’s okay with you guys I’m fine with that.” You said with a shrug.

Tommy looked at you. “Yeah I’m fine with it. Tubbo?” Tommy turned to look at Tubbo. Tubbo nodded. “Yeah it’s fine by me.” Tubbo said, brushing off his pants. Jack smirked. “To the car!” He turned and started speed walking towards the car. Tubbo looked at you and Tommy before rushing over to Jack. “I call shotgun!” He said quickly. Tommy groaned. “No fair Tubbo!” Tommy sped up, trying to get to the car first. “Is too! I called it!” Tubbo booked it towards the car, laughing as he did so. You rolled your eyes playfully and went over to Jack. “Boys am I right?” Jack teased. “Don’t even get me started.” You said with a huff.

—

“And we have arrived!” Tubbo said happily, quickly jumping out of the car. You smiled at his enthusiasm and followed, making sure you didn’t forget your wallet. Tommy stood close behind you, watching as Jack and Tubbo argued about where to go first. “How about we split up? Two groups of two.” You said, already tired of the bickering. “I call being Jacks partner!” Tubbo said quickly. Tommy groaned slightly, eternally grateful to be with you. “Fine. Me and Tom will film on his phone, you two film on Jack’s.” You said, happy to have solved the problem.

Tubbo smirked at Tommy. “Sounds like a plan.” Tubbo grabbed Jacks arm and started pulling him towards the mall entrance. You smiled, looking up at Tommy. “Ready to go in?” You asked, grabbing his arm as well. “Yeah let’s go.” He said, hoping you didn’t notice the blush on his cheeks. You smiled, tugging him along. “So where do you wanna go first?” You asked, looking around once you got inside. “I don’t really mind. Wherever you want is fine.” He said with a shrug, looking around. 

You smiled. “How about we grab something to eat? I’m a bit hungry.” You said, looking up at him. “Yeah food sounds good.” Tommy shrugged again. Your smile faltered slightly before you pulled him to the food court. “How about we meet up…at that table once we get our food? Unless we want the same thing?” You looked at him, your head tilted slightly. “I’m not that hungry so I’ll just get what you get.” Tommy said, looking at all the different restaurants.

“Are you okay Tom?” You ask, taking him by surprise. “Wh- yeah I’m fine why?” Heather said quickly. “Well for one your face has been red for a little, you keep zoning out, your skin is clammy, and you aren’t acting like yourself.” You listed. “If you aren’t feeling well I can call the others and we can go back to your house.” You said, standing on your tippy toes to try and feel the temperature of his forehead. He backed away slightly. “I’m fine. I just…there’s something I want to tell you.” He said, his voice wavering slightly.

You tilted your head and furrowed your eyebrows. “Tom-“ “I like you. I genuinely, really like you. And I’ve been wanting to tell you all day and then we started filming and I couldn’t and I thought now would be a good-“ “Tom!” You said, a little bit loudly to get his attention. “I like you too! I’ve liked you since we first met. I was scared to tell you because I thought you didn’t like me back.” You said with a small giggle. “Guess I was wrong huh?” Tommy took a deep breath. “Will you…Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked, looking you in the eyes. You grabbed his hands gently. “Of course.

Tommy smiled, pulling you into a tight hug. You giggled, kissing his cheek softly. “Yo! That’s my best friend!” You heard Tubbo yell from somewhere around you, causing you to burst out laughing.

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Insta posts with Bench Trio

Tommy

Tubbo

Ranboo

Dream SMP

characters I write for!

Dream

George

Sapnap

Quackity

Karl

Tommy

Tubbo

Ranboo

Phil

Techno

Wilbur(C! Or any other AU ONLY!!)

Punz

AweSam

Fundy

Schlatt

I haven’t watched a few of these CC’s in a while so if you request them and they are a little OOC please don’t mind that!

Insta posts with DTKQ

Dream

Sapnap

George

Karl

Quackity

Hazbin Hotel

Characters I write for!

Hotel staff:

Charlie

Vaggie

Angel

Husk

Alastor

Overlords

Vox

Velvet

Valentino

Lucifer

Carmilla (platonic only!)

Angels

Adam

Lute

Sera

Emily

not reading fic, not writing fic, but a third, secret thing

(scrolling tumblr while thinking about fics I want to be reading and writing)

>:0

All About Me

Hello and welcome to my blog!

My chosen names are Angel and/or Rusty and here’s some things about me:

my friend says I seem ‘nibble-able’ so there’s that

I use She/They pronouns and I am currently questioning my sexuality!

I am a writer and have been for the past 3-4 years, I of course am not perfect, so feedback and constructive criticism is welcome!

I have ADHD and Autism so I do hyper focus on a lot of things sometimes. My current hyper fixations are Spider-Man and The Black Phone!

I do requests! If you’d like me to write something I will! Just please be specific and follow my rules!

Please Interact: LGBTQ+ individuals and allies, writers, artists, non-problematic people, silly folks :)

Do Not Interact: homophobes, racists, proshippers, people prone to drama, generally shitty people, NSFW blogs

Page Rules!!!

no NSFW please! I’m not exactly comfortable with writing that

No spamming! I will get to your ask/comment/request eventually! I don’t have a lot of time outside of school so I write when I can!

Please don’t start any drama with me or with anyone else!

If I don’t want to answer or write something or if I don’t know it enough I don’t have to! Please don’t spam me if I decide not to do something.

No homophobia or racism!

Please please please don’t ask for anything NSFW. I will delete anything that has to do with NSFW if it comes down to it

Please don’t vent explicitly as I don’t wanna upset people. You can still vent to me, but just know I’m not the best with emotional stuff sometimes

Please don’t call me by my real name nickname unless we are just that close and know each other irl

please don’t break the rules! If you do, you will be blocked!

When requesting please make sure to specify whether you want headcanons or a one shot! I don’t want to disappoint!

Hyperfixations/Fandoms I write for:

Spider-Man: Into/Across the Spider-Verse

Horror/Slashers(certain characters!!)

Gravity Falls

The Black Phone

Fear Street

Stranger Things

The Outsiders

The Boys

Supernatural

this is all for right now! The list will probably maybe eventually grow, but for now, this is all

that’s all for now!