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A bond is a nation
(Request: Just after L'manburg started she started to see how Wilbur neglected their little family spending all of his time on making his nation she saw the passion in his eyes and she knew that L'manburg had changed Wilbur so she confronts him and they get into a fight and she decides that she is going to leave with her kids but Fundy refuses saying he wanted to be like his father and didn't want leave him basically he simply refuses to his dad so she and her daughter (fundy's twin) leaves and after wilbur's Fundy tries to find you since u where his only family)
You and Wilbur were young and wild and impulsive but deeply in love, nobody could break your bond with. As years went on you both married and Wilbur and was excited and decided that building a nation would protect him and his friends. You were completely on with the idea and loved but you find out months into it, you were pregnant with a set of twins which made Wilbur work harder. You knew this was his dream to have a nation so you said nothing when he started to stay out later or not talk to you as much. But it became so much you just snapped one night. he walk into the house you sit on a chair not to fair “ you’re late” he looks over seeing your swollen womb and you flip through a book not even looking up, he hums walking towards the room, it made you angry and you got up “ Wilbur” he turns, his hairs a mess and the glasses that usually rest on his nose were gone, you look up at him “ your never home “ he comes closer “ darling this is for our family” you glare at him “ it stopped being for family when you stopped having dinner with me and look at me, I’m having twins ALONE” He’s face becomes sad then you look into his eyes not seeing the man you loved, you start to cry and he gently pulls you closer kissing the top of your head “we’re almost done I promise” his promise was fulfilled and on the day the nation was finished your beautiful twins were born in the walls of the new nation. You gasp gripping your husband hand as he gently kissed your forehead and smiled “ your doing so well my love” you smile weakly and scrunch your eyes shut tight screaming out as you feel them move out your womb “ baby I can’t do this, I can’t do this” he grips your hand “ yes you can yes you can” you scream out then hear a small cry you smile seeing the little fox ears and tail made you giggle lightly then another contraction rips through you causing you to move up and your head back. Wilbur smiles “ your so close darling come on “ you give it all you got and your meet with a little burnet with pale skin, her skin was like scales but had a pear like apprentice. She cries out causing your son to wail, you cry lightly looking to your husband “ their beautiful “ he cries lightly as the nurses rests them on your chest. You breath lightly “ we need names beloved” Wilbur sits close moving his fingers over your sins little fox ears and they wiggle away and he whimpers “ he will be funny and she will be Anna” he chuckles seeing her elf like ears. You laugh feeling at peace everything felt right, your husband was your husband again, when you both went home he was so infested in his son and daughter that you simply forgot all that happened before then when the twins turned two it was like his emotions went away, people from other nations came. It was a simple dispute until they threatened war. You and your twins where near the pond in the middle of the nation you called home. You daughter moved above the water swimming around as your son held onto you while you were in the water. “ mommy look” your daughter swims up flipping, you laugh “ good job Anna”she laughed as fundy paddled around messing with little Lilly. Bit was a sunny day a beautiful sunny day one you’ll never forget. You hear a loud boom. Moving to grab the twins and run, a firework lands right next to you sending you flying with the twins. You scream getting back up and hiding with them in your arms, they cry and shiver that night you and Wilbur are at each other’s throats “ their trying to take our nation “ you glare at him “ a nation that was supposed to protect your family but no, I ALMOST GOT BLOWN UP WITH OUR CHILDREN IN MY ARMS “ he starts to ramble on and on about the nation. You clench your fist “ I’m leaving, you don’t even see this nation has consumed you “ you open the doors to the office and look to the twins “ go pack were leaving “ Wilbur comes out “ no your not “ you turn glaring “ yes.I.am” your son starts to cry once you guys get back you daughter hung on your leg as you son hugged his dad “ I want to stay mommy” it broke your heart seeing him so distressed but you
knew leaving was the right choice you step forward only to have Wilbur step back with his son “ he’s made up his mind” you kiss your son goodbye and leave never knowing that a few days away would turn into years. You and Anna are sitting in front of your little cabin, you hear horses and you both look up not recognizing the strangers. You get up wiping your hands and they stop on their horses. You move towards Anna to protect her” who are you” they remove their hoods, you gasp seeing your son grown up and your husband covered in scars and his hair is slight white.they both look sad, you come closer and they drop their heads about to speak but you just pull them close hugging them, you cry lightly. Fundy looks up “your not mad” you wipe your tears as wilbur keeps his arm around your waist “ I forgive your father but I was never mad at you, it was your choice to stay, I’m just so glad your both back” that day the twins regrew their bond and Wilbur brought the wedding ring you left and asked for forgiveness and for you to be his again. You kiss him deeply and smile “ is that a yes “ you laugh and nod “ yes yes yes” he picks you up spinning “ I love you” you smile big “I love you more”
@abovenyx - I didn’t forget you, I hope you like it
(Artist: Sen @sennhah on Twitter)
The mortal who caught a gods heart (part 2)
I feel the rain soak my hair and cloths like it wised to undress me, it was sinful but felt nice, I craved the touch. I look up seeing her in a white dress, it rested a over her mid thigh as she sat in the rain, the grass around her was wet, her hair was out and rested on her shoulders hugging her. I walk closer but feel my body become heavy, she looks at me, I want to scream her eyes are black and gone blood painted her cheek, I felt rage and saw my enemy holding her eyes, her whimpers reached my ears and I felt like I was being stabbed, she screamed it was like I was bing stabbed multiple times then I fell backwards it went black. I jolt up feeling sweat coat my forehead and I see her laying in her red silk gown fast asleep, my eyes watered. I moved closer resting my chest on her back, I placed small kisses on her bare shoulder as I went to Enter twine our fingers. She moved slightly her voice was small and precious “ what’s the matter my love” I kissed her cheek and ear gently “ I had a dream my love” I felt myself break, before a god that fears not a soul only feared to loose a soul, I could bring her back from the dead but to fail her the first time would break me. She woke up more bringing me close and hums “ do not cry my love I’m here” I shake and grip her arms bring her closer as I kiss her more and more “ you were so beautiful in your dress” I sobbed my words “ you..you..you looked so beautiful in the rain why did he hurt you” her face held sadness as if she saw my dream as if her eyes were really take and she was stabbed, I felt a heat rise in my chest and my cries became more desperate “ I failed you, I failed you” she places small kisses in my bare chest and shoulders “ it was only a dream my love, you will never fail me” I hide my face In her neck and sob “ you were so beautiful my love” she gently moves her fingers through my hair, she brought me closer. Then she began to get up. I saw and heard the sky start to fall, her now in a red dress she pulls me towards the doors “ I will be beautiful for you again my love” she moves into the rain and I watch it run down her body then I see the smile I love ooo so much, she smiles reaching out as she sits on the grass “ my love “ I come closer and wipe my eyes, she pulls me down kissing me deeply and moves her fingers over my body. She smiles bring me inches away from her gorgeous face “ my love, I trust you and know you’ll protect me until this body grows old and my soul goes away. I fear nothing because I have you” I wanted to cry more. In all of history no god has ever bowed or been ruled by a mortal and here I am on my knees for her, her body grows old each day. I can see her soul at night, her body is only a vessel to a beautiful white soul a soul that will go where I can’t go. Kiss her so deeply as if it was my last day on this dreaded planet. “ even when you do grow old my love, I will sit by you till the end just know you are pure” her eyes were beautiful, I’ve seen jewels and Ruby’s but nothing compare to her. With my words I brought more life to them. When she asked the gods for a painting I only saw her dull dead eyes but now that I hold her and love her, a new light lives in her. I made the once sad soul a beautiful one. I kiss her gently “ till death “ she kisses me back “ do us part my love”
(Artist:iwaixumi on Twitter)
@can-i-be-your-blue just saw ur thing lol was bored so here
Sapnap x son reader
Sapnap (teen father) x son reader
Sapnap was in class when he got the news of his son at first he thought it was a sick joke until, the girl brought you in. He was so angry, He knew zip about babies but the way you were being held and treated pissed him off, the mother’s parents didn’t want nothing to do with you and the way you looked broke him. he didn’t even think before taking you away from them. his parents were livid and he got kicked out but dreams family was extremely supportive and helpful to him. The first time he held you, he just was so amazed by you, you were so tiny but definitely him, your hair was like his and the little noises you made always made him and dream “awe” at you but it broke his heart seeing your conditions, he had to save tons of money and ask dreams parents to help get you to doctors appointments and medicines, you were extremely skinny and your color was sickly, he feared going to bed at night in fear of you not being alive the next day but after a month you got your color back and we’re chubby like all babies should be, he fell in love with you all over again but around that time He still went to school but dropped other activities hoping to be able to take care of you so he started working even tho dreams parents insisted he should just focus on school and he worked hard for you. At night he would have you in his arms, after a long day of work and just kiss your little cheek and rub your little belly as you smiled at him and cooed at your dad, rolling over which made him laugh as you pull at the strings on his hoodie, he smiles pulling them away “ aww come on bud, you can’t eat that” you pout as he gently lifts you up, moving to the door. He opens it moving to the kitchen to find you a bottle, he gently laid you on his chest as he moves grabbing a bottle, you giggled seeing dreams. Sapnap laughs at your giggle “ what did I do bud, why you laughing” you focus back on your dad and pull at his ear and lip “ come on buddy, I need those” he shakes the bottle as dream walks in, you smile big at the blond. Dream was like your second father, he loved you so much and cared for you like you were his own, him a sapnap have been friends for years so adding you to the equation wasn’t a big impacted, dream even started working. They wanted you to have a good life no matter what. He turns your body lifting the bottle to your lips “ come on” you grab ahold of the bottle as dream smiles “ he keeping you up “ sapnap lightly rocks you and hums “ a little but he slept the whole day your mom told me” sapnap glares at dream, dream holds up his hands “ he looked so relaxed this afternoon can you blame me” sapnap hums “ your such a sucker for him “ dream laughs “ coming from his dad, I beg to differ” you look between the two and grip sapnap shirt, getting his attention “ don’t listen to him y/n, he’s bluffing” dream laughs moving forward holding your little hand, moving his thumb over your little knuckles “ goodnight y/n” he smiles walking off. Sapnap cleans the bottle and leads you to the room, he gently grabs your orange blanket putting it to the side, he lays you down gently “ let’s take a bath bud, maybe you’ll sleep better with one” he goes to the bathroom filling the tub, his back ached and his feet hurt but he knew he was working towards something good for you and him. He comes back finding you sitting up holing you little blanket close, sapnap smiles lifting you up places blueberries on your cheek and tummy, you scream out and laugh causing him to loose it,moving you to the tub with him, you lay on his bear chest as he leans his head back, gently rubbing your back and hums “ I love you y/n” he brings you up more kissing your chubby cheek and kisses your tummy and laughs when your little legs wiggle. He gently pours the water over your back messaging body wash into your soft skin and you let out a little noise relaxing on his chest “ it that good y/n” he smiles to himself, he could believe it your only one and he just graduated high school, but out of everything you were the best gift life could of given him. He adored you and only you.
(I hope you like it)
If you're going to write about philza, bad, and wilbur look up their boundaries because philza and wilbur are uncomfortable with nsfw, bad is uncomfortable with people writing nsfw of irl him but he doesn't mind if its his character on the smp
Juliet💕(@dsmp....clips) on TikTok: Pt.1 Quackity talks about s3xual fan art and fan docs about him #fanart #fanfics #quackity #fyp
I'm posting this because i still see people writing nsfw fics of quackity or not deleting fics even though people have told them that quackity is uncomfortable
"JUST RELAX"
MINORS AND AGELESS BLOG DNI
georgenotfound x fem!reader
Summary: George was stressed, and everyone could see that. You decide to help him relax.
TW: smut, oral ( George receiving ), praise kink, degradation kink, dry humping, thigh riding, vaginal sex, riding, sub/dom dynamics, dom!george, sub!reader, overestimation, dirty talk, pet names, cockwarming, slight brat taming, choking, use of 'good girl' lol.
You glanced to the other side of the room when you heard George sighing for what seemed the hundredth time, in one hour. "Babe?" You called for him, and he looked at you with tired, red eyes and a frown on his face.
"Are you ok? You look tired." You asked, slowly putting down your phone and jumping down yours and George's bed. He shook his head, but his eyes were locked with yours. " I can't edit this stupid video, I'm supposed to post it tomorrow but I just-" He started to explain, moving his hands around and you let out a chuckle.
He stared at you in a way that made him look like a sad puppy, so you moved behind him, slowly massaging his shoulders. "Is there something I can do to help?" You asked, smiling down at George who closed his eyes, enjoying what you were doing, but still nodded.
"What is it?" You whispered, enjoying the relaxed aura around you both. "Do you mind... I mean, could you cockwarm me?" He asked, his cheeks turning red as you raised an eyebrow at him, a small smirk on your face.
Had it been a month ago, George would've never even told you what was wrong and now he was asking you to cockwarm him.
You chuckled but kissed his neck before walking in front of him. "You want me to use my mouth or...?" You trailed off, letting George decide.
He stared at you for a moment before sighing and saying "your mouth." You just nodded and pecked his lips before taking the extra pillow you slept with and placing it on the floor under George's desk so that you wouldn't hurt your knees too much.
He smiled at you while undoing his pants, looking already a lot more relaxed than before. And when you finally sank on your knees and put his halfhard dick in your mouth and he let out a sigh of relief, you asked yourself if you had that much power over his mood.
That's how you spent the next twenty minutes, cockwarming his cock, sucking it, or playing with his balls from time to time, just to make George realize that you were getting sad from being ignored while he edited his video. The situation wasn't unusual for you both, it was just that usually, George would brush his hand through your hair, massaging your scalp and playing with your hair, or stroking your cheek. You were not used to being ignored just like that, and you wanted just a bit more attention.
That's how you ended up with George looking down at you, eyes stern but that still held a bit of amusement. "What do you think you're doing darling?" You just twirled your tongue around his tip again, not breaking the eye contact and George bit his lip, drowning out a groan.
He moved his hands to your scalp, massaging it, and so you started to suck him softly again. But then George tugged your hair, slowly pulling you away from his now hard dick. He let out a chuckle when you sent him a small glare, his hand tugging your hair again to make you move closer to him.
"What is it darling? Why were you sucking my dick when I told you just to keep it warm, huh?" He said, his voice coated in fake sweetness that made your pussy feel like it was on fire. "G-got bored baby. You were ignoring me." You panted out, noticing the way George started to tug you out from under the desk.
"And so you decided to act like a pretty little brat mhm? You know I was working on this important video and yet, you couldn't keep that pretty mouth of yours away from my dick." He placed his hands on your hips, pushing your sports shorts and panties down your legs, leaving yourself almost completely naked in front of him.
He then made you sit on one of his thighs, his hands slowly guiding your hips to move you the way he knew you liked it, ignoring his hard throbbing dick that almost touched your thigh. "Go on baby, you wanted to act like a brat, so I'm gonna make you hump my thigh like the little slut you are, ok?" He asked, his accent made your knees weak and without even thinking about it, you nodded at his words.
"Color? And safeword." George whispered in your ear, biting the strip of skin right under it. "Green, and- and Minecraft." You breathed out, a small chuckle leaving your lips when you saw George scoff at your choice for the safeword. He took your shirt off, leaving your bare in front of him since you weren't wearing a bra.
He kissed you, biting your lip to get you to open your mouth, and when you did, he slipped his tongue in. His hands slowly started to move your hips over his thigh, the rhythm picking up every time your tongue met his, and you felt your heart skip a beat when George pulled away, looked at you, and let out a small moan.
He wasn't very vocal during sex, so wherever he moaned or whined, or made any sound other than dirty talk, you always felt like coming at that moment. He grinned at you as if he somehow knew what you were thinking about and squeezed your hips.
"Come on baby, hump a bit quicker ok? You do want to come, right?" He mocked, his voice sending chills through your body.
You shook your head up and down at his question moving quicker your hips, lost in the pleasure the motion was giving you and too lost to understand what he was asking. But he made a sound of disagreement and tapped your ass with your finger, stopping you and grinned as you whined, face morphed into a silent plead as you stared at him.
"Wanna be a good girl darling?" He asked, one of his hands leaving your hip to wrap around your neck, moving your face closer to him. In doing so, he also moved your body and made your grind again against his thigh.
You nodded frantically and George grinned at you, squeezing your neck and you moaned at the pressure "then use your words."
"Yes, I-" He pressed more, eyes filled with the list while he stared at you. He slowly brought you closer to him, and smashed his lips on yours, starting a passionate yet slow kiss. He pulled away, making eye contact with you. "Then, you better start grinding on my thigh like a good little slut, because, after it, I want you to ride me 'till the only thing you will whine about is my name. Got it?" He mumbled, kissing your forehead while tapping your hip.
You immediately started to move your hips, not even trying to muffle your moans. George smirked, looking at your figure as you threw your head behind, eyes rolling in the back of your head while he started to help you with his hands to move your hips.
"Come on darling, be a good girl and make a mess of my thigh." He encouraged you, enjoying the way your mouth parted open and you slightly shake when you came, your orgasm dripping down on his leg. He smirked, his right hand still wrapped on your neck as he used it to tug you close to him, kissing you. "Good girl." He whispered.
The other hand, however, slowly left your hip and moved towards your pussy, he twirled his finger against your clit, teasing you, before he entered you and you moaned, still not completely over the orgasm you just had a few seconds prior. George chuckled at you, shaking his head.
"Relax darling, I just want to taste you. Now be a good girl and lift your hips for me." He ordered, grinning at you when he saw your legs shaking while you raised your hips a little. He added another two fingers, and moved them inside you, prepping you, before he pulled them out, glistening and covered with your cum.
He brought them to his mouth, and without breaking eye contact, swirled his hand around them and groaned, smiling at your familiar taste while you became a blushing mess.
Twenty seconds later, he was putting a condom on his dick while you raised your hips, ready to take him. When he did push inside of you, you couldn't the whimper that left your mouth. He was just a bit above average, and that seemed enough to make you cry in pain the first time you two had sex. Now, it seemed more like a little sting.
He stayed still for a minute or two, just giving you the time to adjust before groaning as you started to move. But when he noticed your slow pace, his hands moved to your ass and guided you to the rhythm he wanted and liked. Using you for his pleasure.
You whimpered when he squeezed your hips thight enough to leave some marks that you would tease him about in the morning. He groaned, feeling you clench around his dick. "Fuck darling, just like that. Such a good girl." He praised, squeezing yourr ass.
"I'm close." You moaned, warming him about your release with hopeful eyes.
He just chuckled. "If you're so eager to cum, then cum, but as I said before, I won't stop until the only thing you will be able to moan will be my name, while you beg me to stop." He promised, kissing your neck while you cried out, your orgasm hitting you just like his words hit your throbbing core.
And he continued, dragging your hips up and down his cock, moaning in pleasure every time you cried out his name and clung to him when you came, your nails digging into his back.
And after three orgasms later for you, George groaned and threw his head behind, gripping your waist and moving them down while slamming himself one last time inside of you, cumming. "Fuck." He cursed, both of your chests moving up and down quickly while you two made eye contact.
You giggled and he just placed his hands over your cheeks, kissing you softly while smiling. "You were so good, baby." He whispered before kissing your forehead.
"Did I help you relax at least?" You asked with amusement laced on your tone. He grinned at you, "Oh yeah, I'm the most relaxed I've ever been. Thank you, darling." He teased, bringing you closer to him.
His answer seemed enough for you to finally feel your exhaustion and you closed your eyes, resting your head over his chest. He kissed your head before starting to play with your hair, and without even realizing it, it made you fall asleep.
Serial Lover ❤
(Any really, gender isn't specified)
(800+ words)
{《☆》}
You have enough work to deal with. Every day, every hour, every minute, every second someone dies. It's a tiring job having to deal with the amount of death in the world.
And of course, having someone fall in love with you makes it even worse after they get it in their head that the only way to see you is murder.
"What do you want this time?" It's so irritating, every drop of blood they shed was just more work for you. The bloody figure leapt up instantly, their masked face splitting into a wide grin.
"I've missed you," He softly chuckles, ignoring the tone. The almost dead body at their feet trembles, hazy eyes begging you for help.
You take their soul with a flick of your hand. It's the only mercy you can provide. "You're so irritating, Dream."
He pulls off his mask, setting it to the side and stepping over the dead body. "You love me though." Dream giggles when you sigh.
"I'd love you if you stopped giving me work," You grumbled, trying to mentally account for how many more people you'd have to visit in the next minute. America wasn't your jurisdiction alone, but you did a majority of the work since the rest of the reapers still had family alive. "Now can we get this over with?"
Dream pouts, looking in your eyes with a pitifully sad frown. "But you just got here." They kick their feet like a child, stubbornly getting closer to you.
Sighing, you already know he won't let you go without a fight. It's happened before and you'd rather not go through it again.
"You can come with as long as you don't ruin anything."
Dream nods enthusiastically. He latches onto your arm and you roll your eyes. With a quick flick of your hand, you both are gone.
{《☆》}
"Oh wow," Dream stares at everything with a thinly veiled excitement. Your office is nothing special, but he seems fascinated by it all. "It looks so homey."
You shrug. You did stay there most days, so it made sense to keep most of your personal belongings there as well. It seems your mortal companion was awestruck by it.
Dream turns to you again, a cheeky grin on his lips. "You should bring me here more often."
Rolling your eyes, you gesture to a seat beside your desk. He sat swiftly, giving you a sickly sweet smile. Sighing, you sat down at your desk. Instantly he shuffled his seat closer until he was practically leaning all his weight onto you.
As you started writing, Dream deeply inhaled. He pressed even closer, nuzzling his nose in the crook of your neck. Very quickly, he was sat in your lap.
It wasn't even five minutes until he started peppering tiny kisses to your neck. It was mildly irritating, as it did distract you from your paperwork. "Can you stop?"
"No," He chuckled and continued with his gentle kisses. Honestly, you were just going to ignore it until you got your paperwork done. Then, you'd bring him back to the mortal realm and everything would go back to normal.
Until he started killing again.
Sighing, you toyed with the idea of keeping him. A few other personifications of Death had ended up taking up mortals. Whether as children or friends and even occasionally lovers. It wouldn't be impossible to keep him with you to lower your workload.
Dream pressed another kiss, to your jaw this time. "Stop thinking so hard," he soothed. "You'll get frown lines with how much you're thinking."
You straightened your posture, fixing your face back to a neutral impasse look. Dream giggled, tilting his head back to get a better look at you. Yes. You suppose it would probably be easier to just keep him.
Looking down at him, you lifted a hand and cradled his face. Dream eagerly leaned into it, a soft smile lifting his features. The relatively smooth, slightly tan skin and pretty blue-green eyes. He was unfairly attractive by mortal standards.
"Hmm..." You traced a finger along his cheekbone, watching as the mortal shivered delightfully. The blood that speckled his face was an inconvenience, you had always been finicky about that stuff, but you could make him a mortal fit for a god. "Yes, you will do..."
They peeked through an eye at you, hopeful and slightly crazed. It almost made you laugh, mortals were so strange. Taking pity, you give him what he desires. A simple kiss. Truly, mortals are such simple creatures.
His lips are chapped, but they taste faintly like cherries. You find that you quite like cherries. You don't want to pull away for a second, but you do anyway.
The mortal sighed dreamily, staring up at you with a lovestruck expression. You smile down at him. He was such a pretty problem.
{《☆》}
[I am just now realizing how little xMreader or xNBreader content there is on Tumblr. Sadge, honestly. I'm trying to catch up the Tumblr with Wattpad so that there's more content. Tumblr deserves more content.}
[L0v3, K1ng]
Perfect Family ❤
(They/Them Pronouns)
(Realistic dsmp)
(1000+ Words)
Description: You start missing your fiance, Dream, so you pack up and start travelling to his SMP. You and Milo, your cat, meet him and a few extra people on a wooden path.
[Read the rest under the cut]
{《☆》}
"Hey," Dream grinned at you, beautiful green eyes staring down at your face. They dragged down, lower, smirking at the marks he left on you.
"Hey," You laughed, wrapping a leg around his waist and tugging him down. Dream fell on you, crushing you into an odd sort of hug.
He pressed a kiss to your cheek, relaxing with a soft breath.
It was nice, to just be there with Dream. Managing his world left him little time to do anything with you.
"I wish you were home like this more often," You sigh, cradling your green-clad lover in your arms. He caressed your cheek, gently tracing a small scar. He whispers, "So do I."
But that conversation ended there like it had every other time you had it. Two sentences in and a broken heart.
{《☆》}
Dream had hardly been home the last few weeks. Busy with the ever chaotic SMP he ran. There were houses to build, people to keep in check. Your fiance had more important things to do, apparently.
So, you found a cat. A beautiful calico cat. Admittedly, it was more like the cat found you.
Wandering through the forest, bounding straight for you. It circled your legs a few times, almost tripping you before they mewed happily. Ever since Milo has been with you.
And Milo has been amazing. So sweet and gentle. Offering cuddles almost constantly. But you still miss Dream.
Which is why you now have to deal with Milo attempting to hide in your backpack, the one thing you're taking with you to find Dream.
"Milo, no." You warn, picking him up and setting him on the floor again. Milo mewls sadly and curls around your feet. You didn't have enough space in your backpack to carry him and it likely wouldn't be comfortable either.
But maybe...?
Frowning at your own weak will, you pick up Milo and set him on top of your things. Definitely not comfortable... maybe you would just carry him.
Milo meowed happily though and so you let him be for now
That cat had you wrapped around his paws, you swear.
{《☆》}
It took forever to get to where everything happened. Dream had been so paranoid that he made you two live ten thousand blocks away. Countless mountains and rivers, long stretches of plains, and snowy hills that went on for miles.
You crossed it all.
And in the end, you found him. Your beautiful, loving fiance, walking down an old, slightly broken wood path.
"Dream!" You called out, rushing over. Colliding into the green man, you almost knocked him to the ground.
"Y/N?" Dream laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist. Softly, he thumbed a finger over your shirt. "What are you doing here?"
Grinning, you pulled the mask away. You got on the tips of your toes and kissed him. It wasn't an answer, but you've gone so long without him that you deserved some kisses.
When you pulled away, you rested your head on his shoulder. "I-, uh, I missed you."
"Oh," Dream's face was soft when he pulled away. Gently, he muttered back. "I missed you too."
Giggling, you pulled him down for another kiss. It was softer than your other kiss, sweeter. You leaned closer, not wanting to stop.
Dream pressed a hand to your back, deepening the kiss. You both missed this, it seems.
"What the hell?" Someone shouted, shrill and horrified.
Pulling away, your eyes met a young teenager who stumbled back into an older man. The dyed blonde next to them shifted uncomfortably when you looked at them.
"Tommy," Dream said, emotionless. Your brows furrowed and you pulled away from Dreams arms. "What are you doing here?"
"We were heading to Tommy's embassy and then we caught you smooching with some random stranger," The older man said, eyeing you curiously. It was unnerving. Like they were trying to disect exactly what you meant to Dream. "Who are you?"
"I'm Y/N. His fiance." You said. Glancing between Dream and the group of odd people. "Who are you?"
"They're nuisances," Dream gripped his diamond sword tightly. "And they shouldn't even be stepping foot on this side of the SMP."
"Dream," You grabbed the arm holding the weapon, gently lowering it. "They're not violent. You're picking a fight for no reason."
Dream looked at you, his eyes softening up. Glancing back at the men, who were watching you warily. Almost as if you were silly for attempting to calm your fiance. Your fiance sighed, gently brushing away hair from your eyes.
He pulled away quickly, focusing back on the group. "Wilbur, you're lucky that Y/N is here. I'll let you go today."
The British man nodded, pushing Tommy forward and sparing the other a quick look. They passed by quickly, but they looked at you like you had stopped the apocalypse.
"Thank you," You softly told Dream, picking up his hand and pressing a quick kiss to the palm.
Dream sighed, more tired than they had been earlier. "I'm sorry I got so worked up. Those people are just-, they've been causing problems in the SMP."
"It's okay. Just don't go picking fights when I'm here. I don't like seeing you get hurt."
Dream smiled at you, gently placing a kiss on your forehead. Before you could pull him down for a real kiss, Milo meowed.
"What was-?"
"Oh!" You exclaimed. Pulling away, you took your backpack off quickly and gently set it on the ground. Milo jumped out, circling your legs before going up to Dream. "This is Milo."
Milo meowed at Dream. Dream blinked before he sighed. Kneeling down, Dream gently reached out a hand. Slowly, Milo pressed his head into their palm.
"Aww," You cooed, kneeling down beside Dream. It was wonderful that you got to be here with him. You loved seeing the way his eyes glittered with gold in the sunlight and the pretty way his freckles popped out when he blushed.
Milo curled between the two of you. It was your own perfect family.
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[Dark undertones? In my fanfiction? Never.]
[Milo is best boi btw. Also, this was supposed to be way more angsty. Like, reader sees Dream beating up Tommy in Exile and dumps his ass angst.]
[Next one is a Fundy one and then another Dream post.]
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Ghostie 💜
(They/them pronouns)
(400+ words)
Description: You wake up and try to find Wilbur. Along the way you stop the pub(e) from burning down. (Wilbur soot x reader)
Whether you take it platonic or romantic is up to you.
[Read more under the cut]
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You roll yourself up into a ball. The light pink blankets pool around you, making the empty space more obvious. Wilbur always got up early, working on his pub. (You refused to call it pube.)
Your shulker shells float around you, making a quiet little whirrr noise. You stand up, stretching your arms over your head. The window curtains are still shut, they always need to be when you live with a phantom.
The floor isn't cold, thank goodness. You don't think you'd be mentally prepared to deal with cold and not just break into tears. You pull one of Wilbur's sweaters over your head and yes, it is a bit too big for you. It hangs around your mid-thigh, the yellow contrasting the light pink of your bunny pajama pants.
As you step outside, you frown at the sky. The sun isn't bright today, mostly hidden by the clouds and yet it's still so warm out here. You don't like it when it's warm, but it's better than the cold. You wanted cuddles no matter that.
You start climbing the ladder, not taking a glance back. Wilbur would probably be up here, talking with someone about one thing or another. He was such an avid talker, as much as he bullied Tommy for that.
In fact, those two were far similar than they like to admit. As you entered the pub, you were met with two devils.
"TOMMY I SWEAR TO GOD-!"
"GOD CANT SAVE YOU NOW!" Tommy cackled, maniacally spreading his arms as a small fire ate away at the wood.
Sighing, you muttered griviences. "They're lucky I love them." You started putting out the fire as Tommy and Wilbur argued. When they turned back to the fire, it was just you placing blocks back and ignoring their squabble.
"Aww," Tommy pouted. "I wanted it all to burn down..."
"Thank you, Y/N. I'm so glad that I have someone on my side here."
You shook your head. "Tommy. We can go burn down someone else's house. Let Wilbur keep the pub."
Wilbur was about to argue before deciding it was the better of two evils. Tommy excitedly raced up to you, eagerly talking about everything you could burn down. Glancing back at Wilbur, you winked.
Wilbur mouthed a thank you and turned back to whatever he was doing in the first place. Your little ghostie better be grateful.
Oh well. You suppose arson was just as good as cuddles.
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[This is short because I made it a while ago when I was busy. But it's something. If you want I might post an xDream in an hour, idc]
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