Also For All My Quackity Simps , Heres An Idea For Yall.

Also for all my quackity simps , heres an idea for yall.

In his casino you the reader can be like those show girls kinda like jessica rabbit or like flapper girls. Like theres a small stage for you beside the bar. Etc and maybe for a fanfic someone hits on you and he noticed taking out his axe etc. Idk.

I have a kinda angsty request (again,ah man)

The idea:

The boys s/o tells them multipy times that,"they would give they own life for them."At first the boys would thought it's sweet for them saying this,and wouldn't be worried or overthinking it.But what if s/o of theirs actually ends up loosing one canon life bc they protecting them?

Could be loosing it by fighting someone,or just a single accident that goes out of hand.

((If it would be possible could you write it w/Techno,Awesamdude and Fundy?Thankyouthankyou-))

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Isn’t it sweet to tell a loved one that you would die for them? A sacrifice like no other, giving up your life for them. You have three anyways, what is the harm in losing one? It’s the best gift you could give, in your opinion. 

So, why is it that they look so sad? You were meant to take their place anyways, there’s no harm in this. The sword piercing your gut, the pain in your head, it’s nothing compared to the pain they could’ve gone through. But, you were there on time to take the hit. So, why isn’t anyone smiling? 

Giving your life for them, that is something you’d mention all the time. It became normal to tell that to him and you meant it every time. But, why didn’t anyone tell you that death would hurt this much? That it would be this cold, this dark or so empty. Your own existence falters, limbs weak and no longer able to hold you up. Your love, he comes running towards you, his eyes frantically looking over your figure. 

It is too late though, isn’t it? It feels as if you’re splitting apart and fear grips through your gut. This is how it should go, something you’ve been prepared for. So, why can’t you let go? He’s saying something, yet you can’t hear him. You smile shakily, lifting your hand to brush against his cheek. Your hand is pixelating, your soul dying and ready to respawn. Everything will be okay, because you’ll respawn back at home. With that thought in mind, you let go, sinking into the murky feeling. 

 Technoblade: 

Technoblade is absolutely furious. He doesn’t know whether to take out his anger on your killer or you. The voices are screaming at him, overlapping each other wildly. Blood for the blood god has never been more true, the red liquid spilling from anyone who harmed you 

He hurries home, knowing that you’ll be back there and recovering. He doesn’t wait for you to speak, pulling you into a tight hug. It’s almost bruising, Techno not wanting to let go 

He’ll scold you for giving up a canon life for him, his tone harsher than ever before. He doesn’t want you to ever do that or even think about doing that again 

Technoblade will make you promise him that, not talking to you unless you agree. He becomes much more protective over the following days, barely letting you outside or even interact with Philza. He’s too worried about losing you, especially since you acted so recklessly before 

He’s tempted to give you his only totem, until he realizes he would be handling the situation the same way you were moments ago. It is easy to see how your death affected him and the voices. They’re much softer, encouraging him to hold you longer, to treat you better. The sense of mortality has never been stronger, his love for you only increasing after that 

Fundy: 

He’s terrified. Fundy has lost so many people in his life, not just his father but his friends too. You’re one of the few people who has been by his side for so long, never leaving him. But, you just gave your life for him. The possibilities hit too hard and he’s overwhelmed 

He sprints back home, leaving the scene as fast as he can. He wants to cry or throw up yet he needs to find you first. You’re just waking up, still dizzy from the respawn when he tackles you 

Fundy cries into your shoulder for so long, barely able to get out words. His nails dig into your clothing, his grip tightening the longer he is left with his thoughts. He begs you to not do that again, explaining why when he catches his breath 

He forces you to stick by his side for the following weeks, worried that you’ll lose your other lives some way. He tries to avoid dangerous situations no matter what. If you mention needing to go mining or into an abandoned structure, he has to tag along. Fundy doesn’t want to become possessive or overbearing but his fear is too high 

Awesamdude:

He too, would be angry about your sacrifice. He will strike down anyone who opposes him, heading back to the house afterwards. You’re already waking up, the slam of the front door startling you

He doesn’t pull you into an embrace right away, instead towering over your frame. He crosses his arms glaring down at you and waiting for an excuse. He shoots down any suggestion that is nonchalant, forcing you to realize how stupid it was to give your life for him

Sam will be much nicer after you apologize and promise not to do it ago. He finally crumbles, dragging you into a hug. He expresses how worried he was, his figure sinking against yours 

He’ll request days off from the prison just so he can spend them with you. He is desperate to prove that you shouldn’t be giving your life up so easily, that you are worth so much to him and to everyone else. He brings around your friends to help drive the point. And, if that doesn’t work there are certainly other things he can think of to help 

Warning blood

But something like this in. Sense??

Can someone please write y/n singing " do it for her" but it's toward techno as they lose one of their cannon lives so they have 2/3 lives left. Just to protect him because there unbridled love towards him kinda like knight to him. They know he take cares of himself but there like a pearl to him.

submitted by @karnita-mexicana

POV it’s bring your daughter to work day and Frigg FaceTimes you while you’re home sick while Loki works out in the gym at the avengers complex.

Hope y’all like it :) (it was a real pain to edit out the wires on toms belt :/ )

THIS IS TOO MUCH I CANNOT BREATHE

“mom i think dad is dead”

“i’m fine”

welp if you need me i’ll be WRITING CAUSE THAT IS TOO CUTE AND FUNNY AND SO SO SO CANON

ugh you are so tALENTED HOW DO YOU DRAW GOOD. SO QUICKLY SO WELL. i’m in awe of you, thank you for sharing this with us unworthy souls :’)

𝑺𝑰𝑳𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 | 𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Request: Techno saving male reader from dying in the nether and the voices yelling at him to kiss reader

Summary: You make the voices go quiet. Genre: fluff Warnings: mentions of death, a near death experience, cursing Pronouns: he/him Note: kinda short but i loved writing this (i love writing anything for techno so). Anyway, thanks for requesting and i hope you like it :]

⋆.**⋆.*:･ﾟ .: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆ ☾ ⋆»»————-　★　————-««⋆ ☽ ⋆.**⋆.*:･ﾟ .:⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆*⋆.

“This is going better than I expected,” you hummed.

From behind you, Techno grunted, “You must’ve expected death.”

You whipped around, glaring at him, “What makes you say that?”

“Y/N, we’ve been in the nether for less than thirty minutes and you’ve almost fallen in lava three times,” he said, tugging on the collar of this shirt as his face glistened with sweat. “Not to mention, when you finally decided to attack a blaze, and it started attacking you, you just ran away.”

You walked a few paces ahead of Techno, crossing your arms over your chest as your eyes scanned the netherrack in search of the portal home, “What else was I supposed to do? Die?”

You felt a large hand on your shoulder, steering you a few degrees to your right. Techno pushed to the front and you followed, falling into a steady pace next to him. His eyes flickered down to the sword in your hand.

“Y/N, what is in your hand?”

You sighed, knowing exactly where he was going with this, “An enchanted netherite sword.”

“An enchanted netherite sword with some of the most powerful enchantments. You could’ve taken on the blazes.”

Squinting at him, you shoved him slightly to the side, “Whatever, asshole.”

You had to beg Techno to let you accompany him on a trip to the nether. He was convinced the second you stepped past the portal, you were taunting death. But in your eyes, how were you ever supposed to become more independent if you never got the chance to learn?

Spotting the eerie purple gleam from the nether portal in the distance, you picked up your pace, breaking into a jog.

You heard Techno yell at you to be careful, and you looked over your shoulder to stick your tongue out at him.

Suddenly, the ground under you crumbled and you felt yourself slip. The lava below you got closer and closer, and you could feel the heat against your skin through your clothes and armor. You held your breath, waiting for the pain that was sure to arrive.

Techno watched your body fall, heading straight for the lava. The voices screamed at him to do something. He couldn't lose you, not yet.

In a split second, his hands were around your waist, hoisting you up and over to stable ground. Your legs were trembling, heart pounding against your rib cage as your breathing stuttered. This was the closest you’ve ever been to death. The fiery glow of the bubbling lava beneath you that could’ve killed you, had Techno not been present. You stared up at him, eyes wide as you tried to find something to say. Somehow, saying thank you didn’t seem enough.

Techno was looking down at you, his eyes searching your face. The voices were making his head feel heavy, whispering to him.

Kiss him.

You looked up at him through your lashes, noticing the way his eyes flicked down to your lips for a moment. Suddenly, you were very aware of his large hands on your waist still, fingers splayed against your shirt.

You felt your face get warm and you looked away. The eye contact had gone on for too long.

Unbeknownst to you, the voices were yelling at Techno, making it hard for him to think straight.

Kiss him.

You’ll never get this chance again.

You nearly lost Y/N today, kiss him.

You figured you'd be here all day if you didn’t say anything, and as you tried to exit his grasp, you felt his hand tighten around you. One hand still holding onto you, he brought the other up to your chin, forcing you to meet his gaze once more.

Techno leaned down, lips mere inches away from your own.

"Is it okay if I kiss you?"

You nodded your head, losing trust in your words. He pressed his lips against yours and your eyes fluttered shut. Bringing your hands around his neck, you rested your arms on the back of his head, fingers digging into his scalp.

It was hot, everything felt heavy, and you were surrounded by lava, but you felt at peace.

You pulled away as you felt yourself get lightheaded. Resting your head against his chest, you let him pull you in as you whispered a thank you.

And for once, the voices in Techno’s head were silent.

Little Hope

(Platonic SBI Famliy x child reader)

Request 6: An imagine or Drabble about sbi family x reader where the reader is the newest adoptee to the family and it turns out they sleepwalk! They do random things like moving stuff around, talking to empty air, and can sometimes end up waking up nowhere near their bed. Just harmless shenanigans that might be spooky at first but are ultimately funny and endearing in a way. 

Requested By: @0melodydrifter0​ 

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