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wilbur: the two of you can never go ice skating with the whole family for bonding time because you guys never fail to drift away, heads too caught up in competition. wilbur grew up playing ice hockey and you grew up doing figure skating which meant that sometimes you’d find yourself teaching wilbur an axel jump, or wilbur teaching you how to shoot a bar down. you and wilbur often challenge each other, seeing who can do laps around the rink fastest. the loser always blaming tommy for being a bad timekeeper. honestly, it wouldn’t be a shock if the rink had prominent markings engraved from your races against each other. you both share an overflowing trophy cabinet in the living room. at the end of each year, the two of you count the medals and trophies together, always hoping to have more awards than the other.

tommy: with wilbur as his role model, it wasn’t a surprise when tommy had asked to take up ice hockey. the first move he learnt was a hockey stop, it quickly became his favourite thing to do on ice. he would do it so often in the same and then scoop up the ice from it and form it into snowballs that would find their way to your face. he loves watching you skate. what can he say? the spins are mesmerising. “aww that was fucking brill do the spin again”. you never fail to find tommy in the crowd during one of your competitions, after all, he’s always the loudest. sometimes you’ll hear him in the crowd bragging to tubbo about how cool you are. you and tommy almost always skate shapes into the ice (they also may or may not almost always be dicks). your favourite thing to do with tommy on ice is sitting him on a skating aid and then pushing him around the rink. every time tommy steps off the ice, you’ll find endless bruises littered on his body.

techno: for someone who wants to move out to a house in the ice plains, he sure as hell can’t skate for shit. he can skate straight lines at best. maybe even turn on his left leg a bit. he keeps saying the reason why he never learnt was that he’s always preferred walking on ice and that his tall figure makes it hard for him to balance but tommy calls bs. you always insist on trying to teach him. at first, he passed up the offer, complaining about how he was tired and that it was winter. soon enough, his need to be better than wilbur eventually made him agree to your offer. wilbur being the little shit that he is, would tell tommy to run into to techno every time he was starting to get the hang of turning.

“techno! you’re doing it- never mind“ “ouch! tommy!” “sorry it was an accident” “yea like the other 29 times?” “yup”

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tommy: money. you both needed it asap. which is why the two of you had decided to impulsively start a lemonade stand in front of the house. the goal was quite small. you only needed enough money to replace a broken vase before dadza got home from his work trip. tommy didn’t think this far ahead which meant there wasn’t a recipe. which resulted in tommy making up the recipe on the spot. somehow he had managed to use limes instead of lemons and it tasted way too sour but tommy insisted that it was an ingenious idea. you guys didn’t even have cups either and ended up just serving the “lemonade” in plastic bowls. at the end of the day, you and tommy had made $8 and now owed techno $22.

philza: he randomly remembered about a ginger lemonade recipe in an old russian book he was given eons ago. philza accidentally made a huge batch because turns out his russian wasn’t as good as he thought because the recipes was meant for 50 servings, not 5. he put the lemonade in a glass keg and just left paper cups next to it as a self serve. wilbur didn’t know what was happening and thought phil wasn’t getting any customers which lead to him posting on his instagram story. will may or may not have underestimated his popularity and influence. when the day had come to an end, the lawn was littered with coins and only the keg lid was still there.

techno: you were in the mood to do something so you begged techno to help you with a lemonade stand. he gave you all the instructions and told you to do all the work as it was your idea in the first place. you did nothing. techno ended up taking over as soon as you picked up a lemon, claiming that you were doing it wrong. he spotted another lemonade stand a block away and called the police claiming that the kid didn’t have a license to sell anything, you didn’t either but there was no way in hell you were telling techno that now. the lemonade was served in paper cartons because apparently one of technos hidden talents was origami. when dinner was ready, you and techo had made a total of $2053.80 thanks to his false claims of anti-aging and superpowers.

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tommy: tommy was invited to a picnic with tubbo’s family and needed to bring something, so the two of you decided to make a cake. tommy wanted to do everything. when he took the cake off the cooling rack it slipped and dropped onto the table which squashed it. you ended up making cake pops instead. he tends to compare textures and smells. “this cake is as greasy as wilbur’s hair.” he decided to dip them in purple chocolate because it reminded him of alliums. tommy refuses to touch the dishes so while you were washing them, you gave him an edible marker and let him draw all over the cake pops. big mistake. he drew dicks over half of them so he could keep them instead of bringing them to the picnic.

wilbur: was hungry and found you getting water in the kitchen at 3am. wilbur asked if you could help him cook because last time he was in the kitchen, he evaporated water instead of boiling it. mac n cheese was the obvious choice, it was something mum used to make. wilbur is constantly insisting on using a recipe but you eye balled everything because “eh it’s close enough.” new comfort food unlocked. expect wilbur to knock on your door in the middle of the night to ask you to make him mum’s mac n cheese. the both of you claim to leave the dishes in the sink to “soak” but we all know it’s because you’re both lazy and that phil would do them in the morning anyways.

techno: he found a recipe in the library for udon noodles and wanted to try it with you. if he’s being honest, he’s actually dreading to try it, he just wanted to spend time with you without the rest of the chaotic family. you guys either work in a comfortable silence or a loud one with arguments about stupid conspiracy theories. you really wanted to serve the dish in a fancy plate but tommy broke them all so techno ended up pulling out his l’manburg zoo 2016 plate phil made him buy while on a school field trip. you find that he did the dishes without you realising. techno struggled with chopsticks for a few minutes before deciding to just give up and use a fork. found it embarrassing that he couldn’t even hold them properly so that night he found himself alone his room, teaching himself how to use chopsticks for next time. udon noodles quickly became one of his weird midnight study cravings.

philza: techno accidentally farmed too many potatoes which lead you to where you are now. making baked potatoes for dinner with phil. this was the 5th potato dish you’ve made this week and it was only tuesday. cooking with phil included singing and dancing along to music. almost everytime phil would have a story about a song. “this was the song they welcomed me with when i visited the hermitcraft smp.” the sbi family is known for its competitiveness so it wasn’t really a surprise when dinner prep became a game. the rules were simple, try and figure out what was being made for dinner using only your sense of smell. the winner gets to skip out on doing the dishes and packing up, if no one guessed it then then you and phil would get to skip out instead. as a result of the game, you and phil created your own code for ingredients just incase any of the boys tried to eavesdrop. “hey y/n could you pass me the clock and glue?.”

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tommy: you knitted him a cow (henry) for his 4th birthday and he’s kept it with him ever since. no matter what you knit him every year, he just won’t let go of that god damned raggedy cow. the last thing you knitted for him was a red tote bag upon his request. he said it was to carry his discs around more conveniently. you knew about his secret little rendezvous during the early hours of dawn so one day you decided to wait for him to come back. much to your surprise, tommy came back with a red tote bag filled to the brim, not with discs but with freshly picked flowers.

techno: for christmas you had made him a gigantic blanket which he absolutely adored. but if you were being honest, you had only made the blanket out of pettiness due to him constantly complaining about all the blankets in the house being too small. you had hidden a bunch of references in the blanket design for him to find. from things like greek mythology to coded sentences, you did it all. sometimes you’ll be minding your own business and then hearing techno yell in celebration about finding another hidden reference. he often finds himself asking you to knit him clothes since regular human ones just don’t fit him right. once as a joke you made him a bracelet with solar colour changing yarn so he could stick his arm out the window to find out if it was daytime or not without having to blind himself by opening the curtains.

philza: on father’s day he found a bucket hat that you had left on his pillow, it was quite similar to his usual hat, with the slight difference that this one had a few more uses. you had used magical yarn for the hat that causes it to change colour based on the current weather. waterproofing the hat was a difficult task but nonetheless, you had managed to find a villager who was willing to help and now the hat could be used as a bucket. the last thing you added to the hat was prot 3 and oh boy was that a pain. no one was willing to enchant protection on non-armour items so you had to do it yourself.

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tommy: usually tommy hates helping people with their injuries because he gets flashbacks to him patching up wilbur’s injuries before he died. however, your bright energy manages to completely distract him. he gets really happy once he realises that you came to him first for help out of everyone because it’s only very rarely that he feels needed. tommy surprisingly does a good job. when you ask him how he knows so much first aid he hesitantly explains in a small whisper that it was because of how often he was hurt during his exile. he bandages you up with colourful bandages along with a sticker which he got both from a spider-man themed first aid kit that techno gave him for his 7th bday. he keeps the first aid kit under his bed. the kit still holds a birthday card and tiny pieces of confetti inside.

wilbur: looks you up and down, ignoring the blood trickling down your skin. “you look like absolute shit.” he already knows what happened because it was posted all over social media. dumps his backpack out on onto his bed to find medical adhesive tape. finds them (and a condom lol) but it's tangled with his headphones. wilbur wraps a sock on your split knuckles as a temporary patch up so he can attempt to untangle the bandage tape and headphones. no matter what you say, he refuses to cut the headphones in order to untangle them because sally gave him those headphones. (trust me, those headphones are probably going to become a family heirloom one day). complains about how you didn’t invite him to help fight or at least watch. gives you a lollipop without realising because that’s what he used to do for tommy when he was younger.

techno: as soon as you enter his room the voices in his head go ballistic. instantly grabs a roll of bandages from his pocket. silently bandages you up without any questions because whenever he’s injured, you don’t ask him questions whilst you assist him and he respects that. plus, he could tell that you didn’t want to talk about it. thanks to the thins wall between his and wilbur's room, he ends up unintentionally finding out that sapnap had jumped you on while you were walking home. the next day, sapnaps finds an arrow on the ground house house with a note attached to it “just because y/n was lenient doesn’t mean i am. you’re on strike 2 blaze boy”

summary: what it’s like celebrating your birthday with each of the feral boys

warnings: swearing, unedited

first feral boys post let’s goooo

family dynamic sbi x sibling!gn!reader

philza: being hundreds of years old meant that he knew a lot, one of those things being how to style and take care of hair. when you were younger he would do your hair while telling you stories about the kind people he met when he traveled the universe one country at a time. whenever him and techno leave to go on adventures, he always brings back a hair clip or accessory for you.

tommy: he’ll never tell you but you’re the only person in the household that he trusts with cutting his hair, but boy is it a nightmare. tommy will complain about his hair being too long but the second you snip off a tiny piece he’ll complain about it being too short. every new years it’s become tradition for you to dye a small design onto the back of his head, this year it was a music note. when he was 9 he tried to help you do your hair but burnt himself with the curling iron and now has a slight fear of it. on april fools you dumped a whole bottle of bright pink hair dye into his shampoo and called him technoblade the whole day.

techno: philza taught techno how to plait his hair as a way to for him to distract himself from the voices but he eventually lost interest in the simple plait so you went out of your way and visited the local village every week just to learn complicated braids to teach him. in exchange, he teaches you different knots. whenever you’re upset he lets you sit next to him and play with his soft long locks while he rambles to you about greek mythology. you keep begging him to let you braid cat ears but he won’t budge. for his birthday you got him what he thought to be a switchblade but instead of a blade it was a wooden comb, it’s old and flimsy but he still keeps it in the top drawer of his nightstand.

wilbur: growing up, wilbur would be the one you turned to whenever you wanted to experiment and everytime you had the same excuse of “you never take off the beanie, no one’s gonna know if it turns out shit”. when dadza makes you guys take a family photo it’s game to see who can yank off wilburs beanie at the last second to show off the horrible bleach job jnr the photo. you guys find almost any and every excuse to dye your hair, from holidays like thanksgiving to the anniversary of the day tommy broke his left arm. you guys have friendship bracelets but one day he broke his while mining and lost a bunch of the beads so when he showed you, you insisted on braiding them into his hair instead.

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summary: if there's one thing george hates, it's valentines day. this year, y/n decided against being alone and set up a surprise movie night for her and her dateless neighbour. when the day ends george comes to the conclusion that maybe valentines day isn't so bad after all.

warnings: none

a/n: ngl i kinda really hate this post but oh well i'm posting it anyways. also oops valentine’s day post in april

wc: 1k

family dynamic sbi x sibling!gn!reader

you’re the oldest sibling and tattoos are littered all over your skin. whenever you comfort one of the boys you tend to notice the little things they do with your tattoos.

tommy: would colour in your tattoos with markers to calm himself down. he’s done it so much now that he doesn’t ask anymore, instead he just grabs your arm and starts colouring in (not that you mind). one time he accidentally used permanent marker and got yelled at by philza, it took 3 days to come off.

wilbur: would be resting on your shoulder and asking you about your tattoos and what they mean. his favourite tattoo of yours is the roman numerals on your wrist because it’s the date of his birthday. you two definitely have at least one matching tattoo, one of them being audio waves of each other saying “it’s meant to be.”

techno: would be laying his head in your lap while having a conversation with you and tracing the tattoos on your resting arm with his fingertips. you guys wouldn’t have matching tattoos, instead you guys have matching piercings.

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james: “SPELLS (shit) I PUT HARRY TO SLEEP IN THE INVISIBILITY CLOAK AND I DONT KNOW WHERE THE FAIRYDUST (fuck) HE IS LILY’S GOING TO TABLE (fucking) KILL ME”

sirius: “PRONGS MATE WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT WE’RE IN TABLE (fucking) HOGSMEAD”

remus: “did you check the pram?”