just passing by.

[ f for fluff, s for smut, a for angst, se for series ]

☾ headcanons:

—. catching you taking a picture of them - DSMP || f

----- GRISHAVERSE.

☾ kaz:

☾ inej:

☾ jesper:

☾ wylan:

☾ nina:

☾ matthias:

☾ alina:

☾ mal:

☾ nikolai:

☾ zoya:

☾ genya:

☾ hanne:

☾ the darkling:

----- DREAM SMP.

☾ dream:

—. dream blurbs [#1]

☾ george:

☾ sapnap:

—. sapnap blurbs [#1]

☾ callahan:

☾ awesamdude:

☾ ponk:

☾ badboyhalo:

☾ tommy:

—. go woman go || f , se?

☾ tubbo:

☾ fundy:

☾ punz:

☾ purpled:

☾ wilbur:

☾ schlatt:

☾ skeppy:

☾ eret:

☾ jack:

☾ niki:

☾ quackity:

☾ karl:

—. karl blurbs [#1]

☾ hbomb:

☾ technoblade:

—. techno blurbs [#1]

☾ antfrost:

☾ philza:

☾ connor:

☾ puffy:

☾ vikkstar:

☾ lazarbeam:

☾ ranboo:

☾ foolish:

☾ hannah:

☾ slimecicle:

[ where you're tommy's adopted little sister ]

tw: swearing, mentions of homophobia

pairings: tommyinnit + dsmp x fem!reader

{ this will be written in a note-style writing }

tommy’s soul nearly left his body when his parents told him he was going to have a sister

all he could do was pray that she was tolerable

and you were

even better,,

you’re a GOD at minecraft

your language? pvp

you love making potions too

you are horrible at meeting people at first, so when you first met tommy and his family your stomach was in a blender

tommy did most of the talking, which you were glad about

it only takes you a few days or weeks to warm up to people, depending on who they are

w/ tommy it took you like five days

what you learned about him:

he’s an ass

he streams minecraft & other things w/ his friends

he’s very loud

and he’s an ass

but you think he’s cool, so you’re chill

you’re nearly as loud as him when you’re completely comfortable

you never really posted or streamed mc or anything before tommy, so you were trying to get used to that too

when you finally let him tell chat about you, you didn’t reveal your face and went by your mc username “blurryface”

you came up w/ it like three years ago hush

philza had been watching the stream at the time so he was like “the hell”

<ph1lza> tommy vc

and just like that you were already meeting one of tommy’s friends

again, when you first meet people you’re shy

when you warm up to them your urge to tease them is remarkable

teasing is your second language

sarcasm is your third

tho you are an angel whenever you need to be <33

when tom introduced you to phil you were kinda just like “hi”

phil was nice and extremely lovable and you immediately liked him

his laugh is your serotonin

you learned that chat calls him dadza so you quickly started calling him that too

tommy would make fun of you but you couldn’t care less

tommy bought you a pc that he says he got just because he doesn’t want you on his computer

we all know he just wants you to be able to do your mc shit on your own and he spoils you

sometimes when he’s not home you’ll just log on w/ phil & talk to him or play mc

dream added you to the dream smp btw

you watch phil’s streams as much as you watch tommy’s

when phil cries on stream you immediately call him and comfort him w/ either your presence or a few jokes

you’re not good at comforting people to say the least

but you try

one day you’re chilling at phil’s house in snowchester while playing mc when technoblade logs on

tommy’s talked about “the blade” and how cool he is and how he could squish everyone like a bug

your first meeting w/ him was odd

he started attacking you when he saw you w/ phil

to put it in simple words, he was surprised to find that you seemed to match his skill level

like i said: god

though it was hard to focus when you were laughing the entire time

phil eventually broke you two up and explained to techno how you were tommy’s little sister

you made sure to clarify you’re adopted

techno was wary about the fact that you’re excellent at pvp and there’s “another child” on the server

it was a slow start, but the two of you grew close

your two personalities together are passive-aggressive & radiate crackhead energy

“thank you for giving me your sea pickles techno”

“...i didn’t give them to you”

“oh. thank you for letting me steal your sea pickles techno”

“of course, yeah, yeah. thank you for giving me an excuse to take my trident out”

a lot of your convos ended w/ you two fighting, but nobody winning

most of the time

it was on and off w/ who won

you remember the first time you won against techno cuz everyone was going crazy

he was shouting in lowercase and it was so chaotic you couldn’t stop laughing

laughing is your coping mechanism for everything

stressed? laugh

sad? laugh

frustrated? laugh

tommy would always say how jealous he is of your relationship w/ techno

“i bet if i were better at pvp ‘the blade’ would like me more”

you try to convince him that it’s just because you make potions for him but it doesn’t work too well

all it does is make tommy excited

like,,

“OMG DRUGS SHE MAKES DRUGS”

sometimes you wonder if you’re really the younger one here

also,, anything you hear or see that’s offensive to the lgbtq+ community you will go FERAL

like full out rapid-fire destruction

you do not tolerate anything like that

if tommy’s around he’ll always back you up

one video of you responding to a homophobic video on tiktok went viral & that’s how you met eret

yes, eret

you love eret

if tommy’s the annoying older brother then eret is the sweet older brother

you adore eret w/ his kind heart and you love all the dresses she wears

once eret met you she started playing mc almost as often as you

you even built a little house for the both of you to live towards las nevadas but not on the land

kinda near tommy’s lil stone base

anyways you’re part of the fam and everyone loves you :))

shower sex !

Hands gripping your waist, Dream presses his chest against your back, grunting in your ear. His cock pounds into you, wet slapping sounds echoing through the bathroom. Your arms are placed in front of you, shaking against the shower wall. Hot water—nearly scorching now that you have something else to be heated up about—falls onto your body, soaking your hair and sticking it to your face.

“Fuck, yeah,” Dream groans, sinking his teeth into your neck. You moan, reaching a hand back to squeeze his thigh. It goes up so you can kneed his ass, then quickly moves to tangle in his wet hair.

Dream moans as you tug at his strands, bucking his hips forward harsher this time. “Shit, you feel so good around my dick,” he murmurs, lips brushing the shell of your ear. “So tight for me, mhm.”

He can tell you’re close by the way your moans get higher and your thighs start shaking, pushing your ass back onto his cock with every thrust. Readjusting his feet, he fucks you even harder, bringing you both closer and closer to your climaxes.

Your orgasm hits you like a train. With one last shout, you release on Dream’s cock, just as he sprays your walls with his own cum. He pulls you close, resting his chin on your shoulder, panting heavily. “That was so good, Darling. So, so good.”

“Look at you, all dumb and fucked out on my cock,” Sapnap grins, hand tangled in your hair, pressing your face to his neck. His other hand is slipped underneath your thigh, awkwardly trying to bounce you on his dick. You can’t come up with a coherent reply.

“You like that cock, huh? Want me to pound your pussy ‘til you can’t fucking walk, hm?” he pants, pausing your rhythmic bounces to thrust into you roughly. You shout against his throat, one hand clutching the chair’s armrest and the other squeezing his bicep.

“Gonna fill you up with my fucking seed,” he growls into your ear. “Gonna keep it inside you so I can fuck it out of you later. Then you can be sloppy all over my dick again, yeah.”

Karl laughs his contagious laugh as he watches the TV screen, hands moving slightly from their place on the table. You frown. “Karl, stop moving, I’m going to mess up your nails.”

“Oh, my bad,” Karl says, eyes widening at his mistake. You hold his hands flat and still, admiring his pretty nails as you happily paint black over them.

He walks through the front door, gaze immediately landing on your figure sitting on the couch. You have a thick book in your hands, completely captivated in the story.

“Hi, Honey,” Techno murmurs, taking his armor off and setting it on the floor. You look up from the page, giving him a warm smile. “Hey, Love. How is everything?”

“Oh, you know.” Techno plops onto the couch beside you, taking your hand and squeezing tight. Your heart surges. “The egg, Quackity, Dream, all that stuff; it’s going... okay,” he admits.

You pout sympathetically, turning your book upside down on your lap and stroking his cheek. “I’m sorry. It’ll get better, though.” Techno leans into your hand as you cup his face. “You’re Technoblade, after all.”

He smiles, closing his eyes. “And I have you.”