Hi Kait! I Too Am Bored But I Should Be Doing Hw. Instead I'm Writing Fanfic Lol

hi kait! I too am bored but I should be doing hw. instead I'm writing fanfic lol

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hello mushroom! ive tried to write chapter 2 all day but i have 0 motivation so i only got like halfway through, gonna try again after i eat dinner prob. what are you writing?

Hello! Could I maybe request someone with Karl Jacobs x reader where reader likes to play with his hands. It just calms they’re nerves and he thinks it’s the cutest thing cause they’re hands might be smaller than his. The first time they do it without noticing kinda unconsciously and Karl is just surprised but doesn’t say anything and when they notice they start apologizing a lot while blushing. he keeps telling them it’s okay and that he doesn’t mind it in fact he loves it and thinks it’s really adorable ! Just some good old fluff❤️

hope you have a great day!

also doing a blurb for this one cause you've waited far long enough and i'm so sorry about that <3

all it took was one slip up on one of karl’s streams and the next thing you knew, your name was trending and the whole world wanted to know who you were.

you weren't sure how you expected his fanbase of millions of avid viewers to react to his relationship announcement, but it certainly wasn't like this. several trending tabs were labelled 'karl's s/o' or 'who is y/n?', or something along those lines.

easy to say, you were completely overwhelmed.

karl, being the attentive boyfriend he was, noticed you'd been off the past few days. he knew why, of course. it was completely his fault, he messed up and now the whole world was searching for you. he couldn't imagine how you must've been feeling.

he entered your shared bedroom, watching as you mindlessly scrolled through your for you page. “y/n?” he called, softly. you looked up, forcing a bright smile as you usually did. he saw right through it.

“hey! what’s up?” you peeped, tilting your head curiously to the side. karl sighed, making his way over to sit next to you on the bed. suddenly you frowned, missing the usual playfulness.

“are you mad at me for exposing us?” he asked, suddenly. you blinked, taken aback by the question.

“what?” you breathed, beyond confused and slightly guiltily. of course he would've blamed himself for your distant behaviour, who had you been kidding?

"are you mad-" he tried, but you were quick to shake your head, cutting him off.

“of course not!” you assured, though the guilt in your tone didn’t go unnoticed. “i'm not mad, just.. scared, i guess. it's weird, seeing all these theories about me all over twitter. what if your fans go through all this trouble, and then don’t even like me?”

“they’ll love you, i know they will.” he mumbled, his kind eyes staring intently into your own. "they love anything that makes me happy. and you make me the happiest i've felt in a long time."

“why don't we go live together, whenever you're comfortable, and we can introduce you to them." he suggested, and you smiled, nodding.

"let's do it." you nodded, and karl peered at you, eyes wide.

"wait, right now?" he questioned, and you shrugged, a shy smile lifted onto your lips.

"nows as good of a time as any." you mumbled, and karl scooped you into a tight hug, pulling you to his office and setting up the stream.

you watched as he went live and the viewer count sky rocketed, shooting your nerves up right along with it. karl noticed, offering you a hand to hold under the table. you instantly reached for it, sighing as you enjoyed the slight grounding his touch offered you.

as you smiled at the camera, waving to the audience with one hand and introducing yourself, the other hand never left karl's own. you began to fiddle with his fingers, gently playing with it as a subtle distraction from the idea of over 100k people watching you at that moment.

karl glanced at you curiously, but by the looks of it, you weren't even aware of the action. he smiled and addressed chat, starting to answer questions and thank subs all the while.

as the two of you streamed, your hand never leaving his own. you switched from idly playing with his fingers to drawing shapes on the back of his hand, twisting it around carelessly and some other actions.

karl never minded, of course. he found it endearing that you were taking so much comfort from the small action. after the stream ended, you were practically glowing with the amount of compliments and positive feedback you'd received. you turned to karl, beaming. "they liked me!"

karl chuckled, glancing down to the hand you still had yet to release. "no, they didn't like you. they loved you." he corrected cheekily, and you smiled, following his gaze down to his hands.

it was only then that you had realized you'd played with his hand the entire stream, and you flushed. "oh - i'm so sorry! i didn't mean to-" you fumbled, quickly pulling your hand away. karl giggled, reaching back for your hand and pulling it into his own, beginning to run the pad of his thumb over the back of your hand.

"trust me, i didn't mind at all. it was cute. you can do it whenever you want." he assured, and you smiled brightly, your hand twisting to clasp his own.

"i love you, karl." you flushed slightly, basking in the small moment you were sharing.

"i love you too, shy and all."

KAIT MY BEST FRIEND JUST TEXTED ME SHE WANTS TO GET INTO DREAM SMP STUFF!!!! Time to annoy her with tiktoks

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omg that’ll be so fun! keep me updated on who her fav is, im curious 😁

CONGRATS ON 1K KAIT!!!!!❤❤❤❤

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THANK U MUSHROOM :D

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.

posting chapter 2 at midnight! <3

a tale as old as time [technoblade]

welcome to a tale as old as time masterlist!

this series will be a c!technoblade x gender neutral reader spin on beauty and the beast. i will keep the word count up to date with each upload.

if all goes to plan, this will be updated once a week, but please be patient if i cannot get an update out immediately. i try to have everything written in advance but sometimes things come up. (also, i've never done a proper series before, so this is going to be a learning experience for me!!)

if you wish to be added to a taglist for this series, shoot me an ask! i'd be more than happy to add one to each chapter.

as always, feedback is very much appreciated! do not hesitate to message me with your thoughts on my work.

without further ado, please, be my guest!

prologue

chapter 1: the cursed kingdom

more chapters tba

word count: 3.2k