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oh, tommy [wilbur soot]

pairing: wilbur soot x gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

synopsis: tommyinnit finds out a secret. tommyinnit cannot keep said secret.

wc: 1.5k

anon asked: "could you write just a fluffy piece for wilbur where everyone on the dream smp knows wilbur likes you, except you. one day someone slips up and casually tells you he’s in love with you with a fluffy confession from wilbur himself??"

a/n: happy mcc day! this is my first time writing wilbur so i'm sorry if its a bit out of context, i'll get better at his character after a few more works!

tw: none!

generally speaking, wilbur soot was a pretty private person. he tended to keep his thoughts and feelings to himself, and on occasion, to his closest friends. much to his misfortune, tommyinnit happened to be one of those friends.

tommy had just finished setting up his stream, ready to go live for his thousands of viewers. he was doing a chill stream, and seeing as though phil and wilbur were already hanging out in a vc, he figured he’d pop in and invite them.

he hit join, hearing them in the middle of a conversation, so he decided he would simply wait for them to finish to make himself known.

“they’re just so great, phil. they’ve always been there for me, through so much. i really care for them.” he rambled, and tommy sat staring at his discord screen, mouth agape.

“i’m sure y/n feels the same way, mate. you should tell them.” phil replied, casually. tommy was practically bouncing in his seat, excitement flooding his being.

“you and y/n?” he screamed, and wilbur and phil instantly fell silent, taken aback by his presence. “oh, hello by the way!”

“tommy?” wilbur questioned, his heart plummeting. “tommy, please do not tell them.” he stated firmly, and tommy put his hands up in surrender, despite them not being able to see him.

“come on, wil! i’m great at keeping secrets. don’t even worry, big man!” he assured, though neither wilbur nor phil was fully convinced.

for good reason.

since then, tommy had likely told every person on the dream smp save for y/n. tubbo, ranboo, george, you name someone on the server, chances are they knew at the hands of tommy. it was truly a miracle he hadn’t accidentally leaked wilbur’s feelings for you on stream.

wilbur gave up trying to stop his antics long ago, considering most people on the smp would respect the fact he didn’t want you to find out, especially not from someone else.

at the end of the day, he knew tommy meant no harm and didn’t do anything intentionally, so he simply brushed it off with a small sigh and a shake of his head each time.

besides, even if he was teased about you, there wasn’t a chance in hell you’d actually pick up on the true underlying meaning. you’d simply brush it off as playful banter between two close friends, blissfully unaware of everything around you.

oh how he both loved and hated your obliviousness.

you, wilbur, tommy and tubbo had been planning a meet up for the longest time, and finally, you decided to do it. the day came quickly, and before you knew it, wilbur was parked outside your house with tommy and tubbo both in the car, waving frantically as you locked the door behind you and all but flew down the steps to the vehicle.

you first hugged the younger boys who'd met you halfway, glancing up as wilbur slowly made his way over. you smiled brightly, running the rest of the way and barrelling into his chest.

wilbur made a sort of grunt of surprise, before his beautiful laugh rang out in your ear, warming your heart. he wrapped his arms around you tightly, and you could easily say you’d never felt so safe.

“hi.” wilbur muttered, amusedly. you pulled away, shoving him slightly and pouting.

“you haven’t seen me in over a year and the first thing you do is make fun of me?” you pouted, crossing your arms over your chest and sticking out your bottom lip.

as they watched the interaction, the two younger boys snickered quietly. “they’re deffo flerting!” tubbo whispered, and tommy broke, doubling over in laughter. tubbo joined in, the two simply laughing loudly amongst themselves.

you and wilbur turned in surprise, wilbur’s eyes narrowing suspiciously. “tommy. tubbo.” he scolded, his usual soft voice coming out far more intimidating. you forced yourself to contain your laughter as the boys straightened up immediately, eyes wide in shock of being caught. “what are you laughing about?”

tubbo took a subtle step back, pushing tommy forward and laying the burden on him. this earned him a small glare, but tommy’s playful nature rebounded immediately and he was back to his chaotic jokes. “well, wilbur. we were talking about how you and your partner y/n were just in your own little world, flirting away and being grossly couple-y!”

tubbo gasped, wilbur tensed and tommy’s hand flew to his mouth. you were completely oblivious to these actions, however, as you were too busy laughing blissfully to notice. the boys all watched as you wiped a tear of laughter from your eye, finally coming back to earth. “that- that’s funny tommy! wil and i? please!”

wilbur frowned, and tommy and tubbo offered him pitying glances, to which you finally picked up on. “hey, why the long faces? what’s wrong?” you asked, eyes jumping between your friends anxiously. “did i say something?” you frowned, and wilbur sighed, running a hand through his hair.

“y/n, i think we should take a walk. i have something to tell you.” he muttered, and you nodded, dread flooding you as you passed your keys to the boys, telling them they were free to hang out inside as you followed wilbur to the old park down the road.

for the first time since you and wilbur had become friends, you found nothing to say to each other. the walk was silent, tense. he sat wordlessly on an empty park bench, and you followed. you could practically feel the unspoken words rattling around his head, his thoughtful expression doing nothing to calm your nerves. “wil?” you asked, quietly. this broke him from his stupor, offering you an apologetic smile.

you hadn’t realized you’d been fidgeting with your hands until wilbur’s large ones encased your own. “you can relax, you know. it’s just me.” he reminded gently, his voice alone was enough to convince you. taking a deep breath, you smiled and nodded, waiting for him to continue.

“i don’t think there’s any easy way to say this, and i really hope what i’m about to tell you doesn’t ruin our friendship.” he started, and you smiled, squeezing his hand in reassurance.

“nothing you could say to me would ruin our friendship, wil.” you promised, and he smiled, nodding his head slowly. you thought you heard him mumble something like ‘i hope so’ under his breath, but you weren’t sure if you imagined that or not.

“we’ve been friends for as long as i can remember, and we’ve been through so much together. i don’t know what i’d do without you, really. i’ve thought over how to bring this up so many times, and i was even working on a song about you, but i guess now is as good of a time as any. i’m in love with you, y/n, and i understand if you don’t feel the same, but i just wanted you to know.”

a heavy silence fell over the two of you, allowing his confession to sink in. wilbur was in love with you? you thought back to all the times you spent cuddled on his couch, watching stupid comedies you made fun of the entire time. you thought about the late night vcs and constant teasing. you thought about the way you smiled at the mere mention of his name.

the way you instantly felt safe in his arms.

a sudden rush of butterflies swarmed inside of you, heat creeping up your cheeks as you looked into the eyes of your best friend. his expression was neutral, though you could see the anxiety swirling through his mind.

finally catching up with your thoughts, a bright smile stretched across your face as you launched forward, tugging wilbur into a tight embrace, much like the one you’d given him earlier. you basked in the feeling of home that was his arms, and you pulled back to place a gentle kiss against his lips. he smiled into the kiss, breaking it gently.

leaning your forehead against his own, you giggled dreamily, his smile widening at the sound of your laugh. you stayed there, soaking in the moment for a few seconds longer before you pulled away, standing and tugging gently on his hand, motioning for him to stand. “we should probably get back to the boys, they’re impatient enough as is.” you muttered, and wilbur sighed, nodding.

he stood, readjusting your grip on his hand to interlace your fingers, the two of you walking back towards your house. “you’re probably right. let’s make sure they haven’t broken anything, yeah?”

you paused for a moment, frowning while you looked back up at wilbur, who gave you a confused look in return. “does this mean we owe tommy a thank you now?” you asked teasingly, and wilbur groaned playfully, running a hand through his hair once more.

you both laughed, hand in hand as you stepped up to your property, ready to have a fun-filled day with the younger boys you saw as brothers, and ready to be teased like hell from them for the entire time.

’*•.¸♡ 𝗗𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝘀𝗺𝗽 𝗕𝗹𝘂𝗿𝗯𝘀 ♡¸.•*‘

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Hi! Here are some blurbs written about the people of the Dream SMP

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Tommy

Sapnap

Wilbur

Kiss me CC!

Dream

Oh Dream

George

Quackity

Techno

hi pookie can I get an mcyt with reader that bakes?? Like they'll just come in on stream and give mcyts a fucking platter of baked goods lol

-🎀 anon

oooo yes omg!! thank you 🎀 anon! <3 got the whole gang in here for this one LOL

MCYT ; "in my baker era"

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, quackity, foolish gamers, slimecicle, karl jacobs, cellbit, & punz

warnings ; language, mentions of drugs

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

"Hi y/n- oh, thank you, darling!'

literally has the widest smile on his face

shows off the goods to the stream

"do these have any drugs in them? me n charlie are trying to sell drugs, y/n. we need more stock"

you hear charlie screaming through tommys headphones, "we need the grain, y/n! we need THE GRAIN"

bro is munching away on those cookies holy shit

he feeds chat as well dw

TUBBO

"Oh, hi y/n/n. wh- ohmygosh, thank you!"

smiles and gives you a little hug before showing off the goodies to stream & his friends

"look what y/n made me! I can't wait to try these" He smiles looking back at you

"new recipe, tell me if you like them"

"will do!"

he gives you a thumbs up as he shoves his mouth full of the cupcakes

safe to say he's a fan of the birthday cake flavored cupcakes

RANBOO

"Hey babe! Oh, thank you!"

does a whole 360 of the plate for chat 💀💀💀💀

"Oh my God, these are so fucking good"

"guys, y/ns in their baking era. can you write an album about that? please become Taylor swift for us"

"BAHHAHAHAH"

literally takes a picture as per usual and posts it to Twitter LMAO

he gets some fans to send you recipes you should try for a serious baking stream LMAO

BADLINU

"Hey love- oh, hi!"

all smiles and shit, he swears you have a sixth sense to know when people are hungry

"guys, y/n made me some bisexuality cake!" He giggles, showing off the tri-colored cake on the plate

he was making a video with harry, tubbo & tommy so everyone had their facecams on

it was like a three tier cake you made and cut out a slice for him

the inside was just the bi flag and the outside was plain white with some fun icing piper testing

he tries it and it's SO MOIST AND SOFT IT IS PERFECT.

there's just 5 raw minutes of him telling you how amazing this fucking cake is LMAO

QUACKITY

"Hey, I'm streaming ba- ohmyfuckinggodthankyou!!"

does a 360 of the plate for the camera

"Holy shit these look so fucking good, thank you so much, y/n"

he's literally just streaming on the qsmp with roeir and fit and he like games and eats the damn cookies at the same time LMFAO

"Dude I feel like I'm high, these are so good, what's in this shit?"

"cocaine"

"WHAT!? DID YOU JUST DRUG ME? GUYS, MY PARTNER DRUGGED ME, HELP"

you're just playing into the bit dw

best red velvet cookies he's ever eaten

CELLBIT

"Hey darling, what's up?"

you hand him the little strawberry shortcake and he just looks at you like 😍😍

turns to his stream and shoves the plate up to the camera all happy like "Oh my God look what they made for me!"

he eats the entirety of it on stream and asks you a bunch of questions

like how you made it, where you found the recipe, etc

he shares it with you too 💔🫶

NIHACHU

"Hi honey! Ooo, what's this called?"

"Chocolate mousse. it's a little thick because it's my first time making it but let me know if it's good"

she holds that little glass like it's her child

she tries it with a tiny spoon you gave her and she's like "oh my God this is amazing, y/n/n"

shows it off to the friends she's streaming with too

"send them more recipes guys, I wanna be spoiled with sweets!"

"thank you nikis viewers!! love you all"

FOOLISH GAMERS

when I tell you this man's face LIGHTS UP.

"you made me fudge? oh my God! I love you"

literally spends the next 15 minutes talking to you and gobbling the fudge down

"since when do you make fudge??"

"since I wanted to try" you shrug

"you should totally make some more... when you're not busy and if you want to!"

"Thank you y/n! everyone say thank you!"

KARL JACOBS

"Hi babe! Oh my God, thank you!!"

literally jumping around

you made him a chocolate cake, and the icing was multicolored and you made sure to make it like karl themed basically

it was so cute omg

"guys!! look what they made me, I love my partner so fucking much!"

gives you multiple kisses before he gulps it down lmaooo

PUNZ

"Hey, babe"

you hold out the cheesecake for him like "eat, I know it's one in the morning but eat"

he graciously accepts it, he didn't have the motivation to try and make grilled cheese in the air fryer again

"when did you make this??"

"earlier, you've been down here for a while, dude"

"oh, true. thank you" He smiles, taking a bite

you talk to chat while he eats and stuff lmao

SLIMECICLE

"Oh, hi y/n! thank you so much"

does a 360 for stream

"when did you find time to make this? I thought you were at work????"

"special treat" you shrug

you watch him run across the qsmp and go to ems bakery to sit inside and eat it 😭

he keeps you on stream for a while cause chat loves you n stuff 🫶🫶

Insta posts with Bench Trio

Tommy

Tubbo

Ranboo

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.

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”

i am here with another post about people constantly breaking some kind of boundaries.

STOP writing romantic fanfics for minors

STOP using sapnaps real name in fanfics

fucking hell it cant be that hard to respect that

check @/smp-boundaries before writing im literally begging you

edit: i just put these two since these are the ones that are very commonly ignored, seen wayy too many sapnap irl name fics and tommy /rom fics

Simp 💜

(He/him pronouns)

(Trans male reader)

(500+ words]

Description: You're having a dysphoric day and it gets worse when you realize you're on your period. You get on a call with Tommy who helps make you feel better.

[Read the rest under the cut]

{《☆》}

You rolled out of bed, your head spinning as you stood. Picking up your phone off your pillow, you hobbled off to the bathroom.

"Ew," You mutter to yourself, staring at the face that seems so unfamiliar to you. Squinting, you ignore the way your lips pursing distastefully made you look more feminine.

Sitting down, you realize why you feel so shitty. You're on your period.

"As if today couldn't get worse," You bitterly grimace. Your binder helped a little, but even that couldn't wash away the painful cramps that reminded you of your past.

Sitting at your desk, you considered life for a moment. A light bulb in your head goes off as you consider the pros and cons of putting yourself in a coma.

If someone distracted you, you wouldn't have to deal with the problems in your life (until later).

You are a genius.

Pulling up discord on your phone, you pull up the one contact that's already helped you like this before.

Tommy.

It hardly rings for a few seconds before he picks up. You always loved that about him. No matter what, he'd pick up your calls. And quickly too.

It was a bit troublesome when once you called during a math test and he picked up anyways. It was instinctive and the teacher had spotted it quickly. You both got in trouble that day.

"Hey, what's up!"

"Tom, I need you to distract me." You pleaded. And like he always has and always will, he agreed. Tommy didn't even need to be told about what. It wasn't important to him. He would listen if you wanted him to though.

"I am streaming through, Y/N," Tommy noted. You flushed instantly.

You weren't on most (if any) of Tommy's streams. And, through some sort of divine luck, you've never interrupted one before.

"Oh," You nervously laugh. "Sorry. I can go if-,"

"You're fine, Y/N," Tommy assured, his voice gentle. "Chat isn't as important as you."

You giggled, embarrassed and slightly red. "Thanks, Tom."

"Anytime, Y/N."

{《☆》}

And, unlike a majority of Tommy's streams, the stream was full of quiet chatter to fill the silence and no over-exaggerated yelling. You only had to talk if you wanted to. He kept talking enough for the both of you.

It was peaceful. You didn't let your mind wander to anything because each time Tommy was there to talk about Minecraft blocks or mobs or any number of random things.

When the cramps caused you to silently suffer, Tommy would make jokes until your stomach issues were about laughing too hard. He was as sweet as possible, even with his reputation on the line.

Eventually, two hours had passed and you felt so much better. Tommy always made you feel better. "Hey Tom, can you end stream?"

"Sure," He readily agreed, taking a minute to say goodbye before he spoke up again. "What's up?"

"Thank you." It was honest. Tommy was amazing and you were so grateful for him. "You're incredible."

Tommy smiled at his camera, the sweet as honey smile that only you got to see. "Anything for you."

"I love you." You said. It was true. How could you not when he did so much for you.

Tommy laughed softly. "I love you too."

{《☆》}

["I love you" can be platonic so please, take this as you will. He is a simp either way lol. A (only) platonic Tommy post will come out tomorrow around 6pm bst. But anyways go read my EretxM!Reader post because for some reason no one has seen it lol.]

[L0v3, k1ng]

Hotel Holiday 💛

Request by @you-did-well-moon on Tumblr: “I need a part two your honor. I’m a Tommy apologist and I’m not sorry about it 👩🏾‍🦯"

(They/Them pronouns)

(1000+ words)

Description: You need some time away from your Dad and Phil. Luckily for you, you know a place open for visitors constantly. (Platonic Tommy x Reader)

[Read the rest under the cut]

{《☆》}

The rain seemed to pick up as you flew away from your dad's house. The rain got heavy, heavier than you could safely fly in, as you got closer and closer to the main area of the Dream SMP.

You pulled your wings close to your body and started a quick descent towards the ground, eyes dead set on one block. Only a few feet above the ground, with the wind whipping past you, you snapped your wings out and you landed to a minor stumble over the prime path.

Tommy's hotel stood, looming in front o you. The bright red walls stained a darker red as the rain hit every second. You took a deep breath in, solidifying your resolve before you started towards the door. It was unlocked, opening and inviting you to spend a night. It was certainly better than spending the night outside in the rain.

An android sat at the reception, staring right at you unblinking with its very adorable racoon ears twitching softly. They gave you a very robotic version of a smile, nodding politely. "WELCOME TO THE TOMMYINNIT HOTEL. WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET A ROOM?"

You nod, looking over the hotel for the first time. Your dad had told you before to stay away and you had listened, ignoring every piece of mail inviting your family to go over. But nowhere you were, for the first time going against your father's explicit directions because you felt... confused? Concerned, even. You weren't entirely sure what you were feeling besides anxious.

What if Tommy took one look at you and told you to leave and never come back. He wouldn't, you knew he wouldn't. But what if?

Tommy's head poked out from the floor, his eyes over the edge just enough for you to spot the glittering blue. Your heart stops for a second, terrified. "...Y/N?"

"TomTom," You blurted before you could, using that silly nickname you made up when you were kids. Your wings puffed up around you just thinking back to those days. "Hey..."

Tommy climbed out of the floor, which was really just a small entrance to a basement now that you could see. His face was more bruised than you remembered, blotched over his nack and face. His smile is more of a smirk, a fond lift to the edges. "TomTom? You haven't called me that since you were 8. "

You laughed at your own mistake, finding it amusing how Tommy thinks he was better. "Yeah? Remember when you called me Chip every day."

Tommy cringed, the memories of his adorable babbling about you being a cookie came back to him. Those four years were amusing to everyone except him, apparently. He shook the memories off and quirked his head at you. "That's not important right now. Why are you here?"

You shrugged a bit awkwardly, trying not to drag your slightly wet wings on the floor.  "I thought it'd be nice to finally spend a night here. You opened it a few weeks ago, right?"

"Close enough." Tommy shrugged, looking away from you. Tommy mumbled something so you leaned closer to hear him. "...didn't think...  come..."

"What?"

"I didn't think anyone would come," Tommy admitted louder, shuffling his feet in place. "I mean, Techno and Phil have been avoiding me like the plauge so I thought– ya know?"

You inhaled a bit sharply, biting your cheek. "They don't know I'm here. Dad would probably have my head if he found out. And... I was. Going to avoid this place, I mean. But things change and I, well, I missed you."

Tommy turned his head away, his shoulders shaking. For a second you though he was going to start yelling and fighting. But then he started laughing, a bit hysterical and wet and trembling. He was crying, you realized as he wiped at his tears desperately.

"I'm sorry," he choked out. "Its just, I feel like since I've came back that no one even cares. But you're he–re and... I'm sorry I'm just being stupid."

You crooned sadly, your wings ruffling to shake off water before you pulled a wing over Tommy. He relaxed back into your wing, pressing a hand to the feathers hesitantly. You warbled soothingly, pressing your wing closer to him. The urge to care, to heal, to protect your human, your family, your flock, it was strong and you could barely stop yourself from preening his hair.

"No, no... I'm sorry I didn't visit sooner." You said, leaning your forehead against his shoulder. You wrapped another wing around Tommy and let out a shaky breath. "Dad's gone crazy protective after you left. Almost had to fight him to let me visit Tubbo as much as I do."

Tommy laughed dryly, leaning against you. "That sounds like Techno. Even when we were kids he hardly let us do anything without him with us, remember?"

You let out an exaggerated groan. "He was the absolute worst. Remember when he'd follow us around school thinking no one saw him and we got called into the office because they thought he was stalking us?"

Tommy laughs at the memory. That village lasted about a year before you guys were on the road again. Going to school there wasn't the worst, but they certainly weren't like the nicer villagers near Hypixel's hub.

Tommy goes silent, staring at a random spot in the hotel, lost in thought. Quietly, he asks you. "Does Techno ever— does he miss me? I mean, I know I betrayed him and I'm—I am sorry about that but..."

"He wouldn't say it, but I know he does." You say back, just as softly. "You were close to him, Toms. You still are. You're his brother. Nothing, not even the war, could change that."

He sniffs, shaking his head softly. "Look at you, acting all grow 'n shit. Just yesterday you were all snotty and whiny about sleeping with your favourite blanket." He laughs wetly, resting his head against yours. "When did everything go to shit..."

"I dunno," You say, closing your eyes. "I don't know."

{《☆》}

[Hey hey hey! I was originally going to make this fluff but then I got into an angsty mood so you're stuck with this.]

[And finally I just want to thank everyone for reading!!! Finding inspiration to write has been hard lately but knowing that people enjoy my writing has really helped! So thank all of you for just even reading this. It means so much to me.]

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April Fools 🖤

Description: April Fools with MCYT's

Dream, Tommy, Grian, and Wilbur

Dream

This mean little teletubby is absoloutely spending/doing whatever he needs to ruin your day (in a totally fixable and not cruel way).

He's the type to put a bucket of water on your door and record you being soaked

He'll also put salt

All over your food

Like enough salt to fill an ocean (not really but it's a lot of salt)

He'll definitely be a good sport if you decide to prank him back but if you dont

He'll feel a tad bad and spend the next week spoiling you to make up for it

Tommy

Okay so

Tommy doesn't really strike me as an all out pranker unless it's in like minecraft

He might do some stupid shit like the salt thing or maybe hiding your things

All really easy things that don't take much time

And he'll tell you where everything is if you don't find it by dinner

He'd definitely play up any reaction to a prank but it'd all just be show and he won't actually stab you with his "many many knives"

Grian

Okay so Grian would love to prank you either in person or minecraft

All small things and he'd help fix any damage he caused cause he's nice

He's also going to rope you into pranking someone with him

Probably scar

And Mumbo

If you prank him, he'd be absoloutely delighted. He's better than a good sport about it, he wants to learn how you did it and spend a while laughing with you about it.

He'll be back to normal the next day but let it be known he took notes

Next April Fools will be chaos

Wilbur

Wilburs the weird type of pranker

He won't do conventional pranks

Like you may not even be aware he's pranking you until you spot him laughing maniaclly

He'd put all your furniture like an inch to the left and laugh when you bump into it

And hide my little ponies toys around your room

You didn't notice until Twilight Sparkles horn stabbed your butt when you sat on your bed

He won't explain where he got them or why

You think he's a bronie and now he's the one suffering

💜 DAY 3 OF MONSTER WEEK — DRAGON TOMMY

[900+ words]

[Gender-neutral]

Description: IN THE FREAKING TITLE. Tommy gets bullied, you help, forced bonding and also pure laziness, all under the cut *jazz hands*!

[Read the rest under the cut]

Things like dragons are widely considered myths, figments of our imagination with room for creative liberty when it comes to details. There are some people, though few and far between, who still believe in them, to an almost feverish degree.

You, like most, are not one of them. You've lived your entire life believing what's right in front of you, not feeling a need to search for some mystical deeper meaning. If it existed, you'd find proof eventually; if it didn't, you didn't care much to begin with.

It was a very flexible worldview. Maybe your open-mindedness for anything, this proof-begets-belief ideal, is why you've found yourself in this situation.

You were on your way to work, walking since you lived fairly close to your veterinary office when you came across of group of young school boys poking roughly at a tiny hissing animal. It looked sickly, bruises and leaves scattered over it and your heart instantly broke seeing its horrible state.

"Hey! Get away from that poor animal!" The second you started yelling, the kids scattered like the mice in the Ratatouille kitchen scene. You were going to chase after them, scold them maybe, when the animal's pitiful crying caught your attention. "Oh, you poor thing."

It cries out in pain when you try, as carefully as you could, to pick it up. You try to comfort it as much as you can, hurrying on your short walk to your office.

Now that you could see it better, it was less like a cat and more like an odd reptile. It felt around the same size as a young kitten but it was scaly, though from far away it seemed more like wet fur, with most of the scales being very, very loose as if someone had tried prying them all away from before it could properly molt.

You cooed at it, trying to one-handed open the doors to your clinic without disturbing the animal too much. "You're okay, bud. We're going to get you all fixed up." It mewled weakly, its tongue flicked at you slowly. "You are very brave right now. The bravest."

You kept very soft-spoken as you disinfected its numerous wounds. It was a very well-behaved animal as if it knew you were only trying to help it. You managed to even wipe most of the dirt off its very beautiful, very leathery texture, and vibrant yellow scaling.

It stretched itself out, curling into a very tightly-wound circle afterward. You took a few minutes to relax after that, knowing things would probably get far less exciting for the rest of the day.

{《☆》}

You were very wrong. The animal has left to leave your side even once, while simultaneously being very rude to all the other animals you've tried to take care of. You've had to close your clinic for the last two days because it almost attacked a very fearless chihuahua.

It wasn't horrible though. it was very cuddly, freely purring every time you pat its scaly back. In fact, it actively sought out contact, very pleased every time you played along.

Things had to change though. You needed to work and you knew you couldn't do that with a mysterious and aggressive animal draping itself over your shoulder at all times.

Surprisingly, you didn't have to be the one to change anything, change very rapidly found you.

{《☆》}

So, there was a strange man in your kitchen. You had woken up in the middle of the night to very loud banging and what sounded like a glass breaking. Looking around now, you could spot the broken handle of your favourite coffee mug.

"Y/N!," The blond intruder chirped happily. He dropped the corpse of your mug in the sink, "I have a human form finally! Look how tall I am!"

Finally breaking out of your shock, you started screaming. Very, very loudly.

Tommy, the blond intruder, managed to explain the entire story to you after surviving a very long 10-minute screaming session, a pair of policemen at your door asking far too many questions, and a mailman. According to him, he was a dragon who had been chased by poachers looking for his scales for some reason, when he had finally escaped the group of schoolboys had started poking at him and only made him weaker.

Apparently, he had siphoned off some of your energy every day, using your pets as a way to steal energy and in the process creating a bond between them that allowed him to take human form. You're still pretty iffy on the details and very much unsure how any of this works but after Tommy proves his story by shifting back into a dragon, you officially had to accept that you were bonded, whatever that meant, to a dragon.

Yay?

"So what now?" You asked because usually in stories, this would be where the call to action is. He would tell you about some evil organization or those dragon poachers would show up and you'd have to accept the mantle of being a hero. Except life isn't a story (wow, meta).

Tommy shrugs, "I'm not sure. I didn't really think I would make it this far into explaining."

"Can I just, go back to my job? Do I have to hide you until the bond goes away?" Tommy laughs at your questions. When you don't laugh with him, he gets far more awkward.

"About that," He rubs at his neck, "it's kinda permanent."

"…"

You lost another two mugs. Tommy has a far greater fear of you though, which helps keep him in check at the clinic.

{《☆》}

[I just wrote this all like 20 minutes ago, if this is bad then sucks to suck I refuse to rewrite this. (Ask again after I've had coffee)]

[Anyways, take care of yourself, drink water, touch some grass, love youuu!]

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Monster Week Prompt List

Taglist: @creatorofstars

requests

status: open

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the desk ; tommyinnit

pronouns: they/them summary: y/n has a conversation with a stranger on their desk. requested: no a/n: this is intended to be platonic, but to each there own ig + a lot of skips tw: mentions of death, slight angst at the end wc: 1k

life was a bore. y/n had no friends, average grades, and a low-paying little job at a nearby café. they couldn’t wait for their final year of high school to be over so they could really start living.

y/n looked at their wooden desk, not bothering to pay attention to their geography teacher. faded markings littered the frame as they traced their index finger over them, but something really stood out to them.

the words ‘i’m bored’ was etched in with the sharp end of a compass. it looked new. y/n chuckled at the statement. simple, but true. they looked up to make sure that no one was looking in their direction as they slipped their compass out of their blazer pocket and began to sketch in a respond.

‘same’

the second they finished, they quickly put the compass back into their pocket. luckily, no one bothered to look their way. they inaudibly sigh to themselves. what was the point in that? no one was obviously going to respond.

the week continued on like usual, y/n didn’t spare another thought about the little conversation on their geography desk, well, until they sat back down in their seat and saw a respond.

‘glad we agree :)’

 y/n laughed lightly, bringing out their compass once again and began contemplating what they wanted to write.

they settled on ‘not a fan of geog either?’ before sitting up and listening to the lecture for the next hour.

y/n began to find themselves looking forward to geography, just because they were curious on who the mysterious person was on the other side of the conversation. it was sad really, y/n considered this stranger to be their friend at this point. their only friend. and they hadn’t even met them! so that’s when y/n decided that they were going to meet this person, and nothing was going to get in their way.

fortunately the next lesson rolled on quickly as y/n pretty much ran into the lesson, earning a smile from their teacher who was convinced they were excited to learn, but that wasn’t case.

they peered at their desk as they sat down, other students walking into the classroom, not bothering to look y/n’s way.

a new message was written underneath y/n’s question.

‘hate it. i assume u do too’

y/n didn’t want to seem too straight forward, but at the same time, they didn’t know how else to put it.

‘who are you?’

the weekend eventually came and for the first time in forever, y/n didn’t want to go home. for the entirety of the two days, y/n sat there thinking about who it could and couldn’t be. they had geography... but most students did, but they had it at a different time, so they were in a completely different class, maybe even year group. that’s pretty much all they knew, so in conclusion, they were stumped.

monday morning finally arose as y/n rode their bike to school. they had geography first period much to their delight.

they walked into the almost empty classroom to see their teacher at his desk. “ah, y/n, see that you’re here early again, enjoying geography are we?” mr. simons looked up at the teen through his glasses.

“er, yeah.” y/n nodded, speed walking down to their desk, and looked down to see a single word engraved, or as they should say- name.

‘tommy’

 y/n didn’t know anyone called tommy, or even thomas for that matter. it was fairly small school and she was almost completely certain no one had that name.

“hey, mr. simons...” y/n began, walking closer to the front desk. “is there anyone called tommy you teach?”

mr. simons leant back in his chair and bit his lower lip in though, “nope, i don’t know a tommy.”

“a thomas?” y/n questioned.

“no, sorry, kiddo.” he said, standing up and walking closer towards y/n. “why’d you want to know? is he someone you know, or something?”

“uh, no, i was just-” y/n looked down before continuing. “someone said their name was tommy. it’s written on my desk-″

before they could finish, mr. simons chuckled. “so, it was you who was writing on the desk! i though so.”

“um,” y/n wasn’t expecting to be caught. “i’m- i’m sorry, sir. i-”

“don’t worry about it, kid.” he smiled down at the student. “you’re not the first one to talk to tommy.”

“wait- i thought you didn’t know a tommy?” they raised an eyebrow. a million questions going through their head. “i’m confused.”

“tommy,” mr. simons began, walking towards y/n’s desk, tracing his finger over the old conversations. “he was a student here centuries ago, long before i was even born. he used to sit right here.” y/n followed him to their desk and looked down.

there were so many conversations there, so many that y/n didn’t pick up on. they were all conversations between tommy and former students.

“he died in this seat, no one knows how, but the anniversary of his death was exactly a week ago. when he started talking to you, y/n.” mr. simons looked up to see y/n’s shocked face.

“how’s that even possible?”

y/n was talking to a dead boy all along...

“i guess the spirit of tommy will always live on.” there was something in mr. simons’ eye that scared y/n.

“mr. simons...”

“and now he will live on in you.”

Sorry for the long wait! Here's the long awaited headcannons!

MCYT react to Neon-Beatboxer Reader

Ft- C!Technoblade, Bench trio, C!Philza, NTT!Brutus/Orpheus, Accelerate Dream Team.

C!Technoblade

Now he doesnt really get it at first, like why so...neon

Like in regular daylight it kinda looks strange but then he saw you at night and was like "ohhhhh ok"

He honestly loves the style and is down with dying his hair again to make it glow in the dark, it'll just take alot of convincing lol.

The beat-boxing part though.

He is all for it. Loves the competitions and there is a really reaallly slim chance of him joining in. Never zero though so you test your luck ALOT.

Graffiti is his favorite part over all.

He loves the designs and colors. He may even let you graffiti his builds a bit if you beg enough.

So overall he loves the aspect of it all and would try it out himself sometime.

10/10 he loves it.

Bench Trio

They love your clothes like they think you are so cool. New role model acquired!

If you do underground secret (maybe illegal) Beat-boxing championships they will BEG you to go!

Especially Tommy.

Now if you do cave in then they will again beg you to dress them up appropriately for the championship, neon body paint, glow up eye contacts, temporary glow up hair dye and all the glow up clothes! Maybe even some glow up graffiti paint cans.

They are so hyped during the whole thing! Especially if you are in the championship!

They cheer the loudest for sure!

If you let them do graffiti for a bit afterwords they are gonna be so excited! signing their twitch/youtube names and all.

Be prepared for Tommy to tell sbi though and being a babysitter the whole time lol

9/10

C!Philza

You already know the drill with dadza.

He goes full parent mode making sure the body paint and hair dye isnt lethal and making sure you stay out of trouble.

But other then that hes chill.

No he wont dye his hair but he will entertain your ideas by painting his nails glow in the dark green and putting on glow body paint on his hands.

Best know he will show up to every championship ship to make sure you stay safe but he does enjoy it non the less.

He does have sensitive eyes though so he wont stick around for to long but he will be there most of the time.

If he can't make it he'll just send one of the sbi to watch you. (never tommy though, hes learned the hard way)

9/10 hes chill

NTT!Brutus/Orpheus

The moment you guys started getting along is the moment he knew you would rope him into something like this.

He does like it dont get him wrong, he even drags his band members to the championships and does all the get up. He does like to use the getup as an excuse to cosplay himself though.

His scars are is neon and glowing.

He even adds the pink hair strip. He blends right in with the crowd lol

but he is responsible and makes sure you are alright and he is the getaway driver when the feds show up to crash all the fun.

He loves your style and is shocked to find out your hair dye isnt temporary

he also thinks your beat-boxing is really cool and fun.

10/10 best getaway driver ever

Accelerate! Dream Team

They LOVE your style so much!

They also ADORE your car. (which is neon (f/c) and glows)

You obviously met at a race so they were really hyped when they saw a new competitor/racer

After the race they had went up to your car and knocked on the window to try and greet you.

When you got out of the car they were flabbergasted by your style, you were in full outfit ready to go to your underground championship. Glowing hair,body paint eye contacts outfit and all.

They immediatly knew they needed to go where-ever you were going so they introduced themselves and asked where you were heading, you took them to the championship and they loved it!

Sapnap got bodypaint that made him look like he had lava all over.

Dream just stuck with the green glow eye contacts

while george did the glow up nail polish and blue splotches of body paint on his face and the rest is history.

Sapnap definitely joins in on the beat-boxing championship though lol

11/10