#cub x reader

May I request a romantic cub x reader fic? I've read you other cub fics and I love 'em all! Especially Special Delivery and Come Home, I just love the soft moments between them. So if I can request it, something like that?

Other than that it's all up to you, hope that's not too much pressure lol.

I do love a soft Cub request, so here you go!

Fool Proof

Drabble Contains: Fluff, fireworks (no one was harmed) ------------------

Slowly the swing sways in the breeze, leaves rustling. A peaceful day for finishing your book, you hope. The sun glows bright in the sky above, gaps in the leaves illuminating the words on your page, as if by magic.

Your eyes hastily move from word to word, the ending is so close you can feel it. Not only do you get to finish this book, but you get to start the next, which is the most exciting part.

Over the sound of the action you're imagining in the book you head a distant pop, then a bang. Your eyes drift over the top of the page and towards the open valley where your husbands factory sits. The popping continues, some whistles and whirring, and the occasional fizz.

You glance down at your book, you have only pages to go.. but they'll have to wait. Quickly you place in the bookmark, stand and leave the book on your seat. "I won't be long." You mumble to the book as you take to the air, soaring towards the factory.

The sounds have stopped by the time you reach the entrance, the doors opening just as you land. Smoke and colours of all kinds pour out of the opening, causing you to step back before you breathe it all in.

Out from the clouds of dye steps a figure, one you recognise but only by shape. "I thought this place was fool-proof." You cross your arms, watching as one figure becomes two.

"I said it was fool-proof, but not Scar-proof." You take a few more steps back, both men coming further forward and well out of the dust zone. "I just wanted to try a few new premium HotGuy combinations." Through the gunpowder and dye you can see the look on Scar's face, he looks guilty, yet so proud at the same time.

"It's safe to say they work, a little too well." Cub giggles. "Seems so." You can't help but smile a little, proud of your partners amalgamation of machines regardless.

"Look at the state of us," Scar laughs, "man that's going to be some clean up." His smirk drops and suddenly he's completely serious, "Good luck lovebirds!" Then he's in the air, flying towards home.

You shake your head, laughing a little anyway. You finally take a second to take Cub in completely, his hair is a mess, jacket singed in some places and full of holes in others, and he's various colours from head to toe.

"I hope you know that dye isn't coming out of that coat." He nods. "Ah well, it was stained anyway. Maybe I should make a display for it." He smiles. Cub does love a good display.

"Sounds like a plan, you can call it "HotGuy certified unsafe'" "That's a terrible name and you know it." He smiles. It really is.

"Naming and displaying isn't my thing, that's why I have you, you're the expert after all." Even with dye and gunpowder covering most of his body you can still see him blush at your compliment. Such a clever man, but so easy to take down with positivity.

"I'm also an expert at covering everything in dye." With that he moves towards you, so fast you don't have time to dodge his hug. "Come on." You laugh, sweeping his leg out from under him and sending the both of you tumbling onto the grass.

"You're going to stain my coat!" Cub laughs, laying on the ground beside you. "Grass stains we can get out. Not that I'm sure you'd even notice against the new technicolor design." You laugh with him.

The two of you stare up at the sky, the trail of smoke and dye from the factory obvious but starting to fade away. You reach for his hand, noting how dusty it feels compared to normal.

Once again the day is peaceful, messy.. but peaceful. You're here, in the moment with a somehow unharmed Cub, but no book. That would complete the scenario, but this is good too. Just you, Cub, and a whole bunch of colours.

The moment passes, you turn your head to look at Cub. He looks at you.

"What?" He asks. "You know we're still going to have to clean the factory, right?." He pouts. "That's a lot of work, honestly I like this better."

You smile softly at Cub, both of you turning your attention back to the sky. Peace, chaos, peace, chaos. That's the nature of being with Cub. You let the thought of scrubbing down the factory slip from your mind, Cub's hand gently squeezing yours.

Pairing: Sculk! Scientist! Cubfan135 x M! Husband! Reader

Includes: horror elements, angst, ambiguous ending, slight manipulation, written slightly ooc on purpose, yandere

Words: 1.8k

A/N: okay, i know this probably isn’t what you wanted, you probably wanted something sweet or something, but hey, most of the works I write (outside of fanfic) are horror related. If you don’t like it, I’ll write something else for ya just lmk >:D I really love how this turned out btw

I've requested this before to someone else but I love seeing others interpretations, feel free to ignore :]]

Can I get something with Sculk! CubFan? Maybe just some fluff with the reader being concerned for his health with all the Sculk over his body. I'm so normal about Sculk Cub I swear.

Honestly.. I'm normal about Cub too. I promise. 100% normal. Yep... Anyway, this was fun. It was really refreshing to write and I hope you enjoy it!

Come Home

Oneshot Contains: Spooky setting, fluff --------------------

Rain pummels the small umbrella you hold over your head. You've somehow managed to not get entirely soaked through, which is what you'd expected. That's the one thing you're grateful for right now.

Hurriedly, you make your way towards the museum. You hadn't wanted to go out today, not in this weather, but an emergency tip had made up your mind.

The tip concerned your partner, who you haven't seen in some time. He's been busy collecting things to go in the museum. You know better than to distract him from projects.

The two of you have still been speaking through your communicators, but from the sounds of things Cub has been hiding from you.

As you reach the bottom steps of the museum thunder cracks nearby. You roll your eyes. Timing.

You climb the stairs and put down your umbrella before pushing open the door. Inside it's as dark as it is outside, only lit by candles.

That makes sense given so much of the power is down, but it's quite the shift from the only other time you've been in the museum.

You're used to the bright lights, the way all the displays are spotlighted. The large windows flooding the rooms with sunlight. Today those are not an option.

You carefully make your way around the museum, not wanting to break anything valuable in the dark. "Cub?" You call into the darkness, hoping he will find you first.

You're slow moving around, every crack of thunder makes you feel more tense. The candles really don't do a good job of lighting your way, but you do notice a small trail of skulk on the floor. It glitters in the darkness, lighting a path for you to follow.

You don't know where it goes, but nothing else is highlighted. It's all you have to go off of.

Through the cracks of thunder you swear you hear footsteps. "Cub?" You call again. Silence. Then thunder.

Every fiber of your being at this point is tense. Every step you take cautious. You move as silently as you can, not wanting to disturb whatever you can hear moving in the dark.

You get the feeling you're not moving quite silently enough. You stop, so do the other set of footsteps. A clap of thunder goes off somewhere nearby, followed shortly by a purple flash.

The extra light doesn't last long, but it illuminates a silhouette near the window. "Cub?" You try again, creeping that way.

As you get closer you see the figure. An armour stand. Your muscles relax, allowing you to let out a breath you didn't realise you were holding.

Your attention turns back to the glittering trail of skulk which leads you further into the museum.

The footsteps continue, you think it must be an echo. When you stop they stop, so that must be it. You wouldn't think with all the items in the museum that it would echo, but hey, what other option is there? Well.. you'd rather not think about that.

The rain seems to somehow be coming down even harder outside, the volume having increased significantly. The thunder is louder too. The storm must be right overhead now.

At this point you're unsure how far into the museum you are, what you've passed. All Your bearings are gone save for the skulk.

There is more of it now, not just one small trail but numerous that keep melting into one another.

You follow them into what seems to be a hallway, there are trails coming from illuminated rooms either side of you. This room also has no windows, and it's too dark to see what's on the walls.

Following the skulk it takes you to a door on the far left. The door is ajar, you can see the room is pitch black. Or rather you know it is because you can't see anything.

In a moment of genius you move into the room across from the dark one and take a lit candle and it's holder as to not burn your hands. Moving back into the hall you see the art now, it's possibly the least spooky thing you can think of. Hot guy merch as far as you can see.

You just shake your head and push into the darkness of the room.

There is skulk everywhere, so much of it that you can see the outline of the desk and the chair that sit in the center. "Cub?" You try once again.

The door closes behind you, the sudden movement in air flow managing to put out your only source of light.

You can feel yourself starting to panic, footsteps that definitely are not yours nor are echos of yours. Your heart races.

You see something come into view. It's skulk, that you're sure of. But you can't make out the shape. You have no idea what it is you're looking at.

"Are you there Cub?" You ask the darkness. "I'm here." He finally replies.

You're relived to know you're here with him. The sound of his voice relaxes you tremendously. You've missed it.

"Can I see you?" "No." His response is instant. "I don't want you to see me like this." You frown, not that he can see it.

"Why not?" "There was an accident. I'm not the same now. I'll scare you away." You can hear the sadness in his voice, you can feel it in yourself as well.

"Cub," your voice is soft, sympathetic almost, but loving, "there is no change that could happen to you that would scare me away. I married you for a reason." "Not for this."

"Show me, please." Cub sighs at your request. He's still soft for you, he always has been.

A spark, then a flame as he lights a single candle before you. In the low light you can still see him as he is. You realise quickly that the skulk shape that you saw moving in the dark is actually a part of Cub, where the substance has taken over his body.

"It started some time ago, just a small patch I could cover, but it grew. Xisuma and I worked on a cure as it got worse and it worked. Unfortunately we haven't found a way to reverse it." He doesn't look at you, not even near you.

You study him, other than the skulk on his skin he still looks like your Cub, sounds like him. "This is why you've not come home." You say quietly. He nods. "I didn't know if you'd still love me like this. I didn't want to return until we found a way to return me to normal."

"And if that had never happened?" You ask. He shakes his head. "That wasn't an option." Losing you, to him, was not an option. It never was. He'd have come back eventually, although you wish he hadn't gone in the first place.

The silence between the two of you is comforting, just being in each others presence enough to keep you both relaxed as thunder rumbles through the building. You know what you want, the same thing you have wanted for ages now.

"I miss having the man I married in my life. Will you come home?" You ask Cub quietly. He doesn't answer you straight away, he doesn't even look entirely sure he should be considering it.

You know you'll respect his answer regardless. If he chooses to stay here then you'll just have to come see him often, no matter how much you don't want that to happen, it's possible it will.

Oneshot Cubfan x reader Contains: Fluff, many honey blocks, ending that could be suggestive but doesn't have to be -------------------------------

The first thing you notice when you wake up is how cold it is. How cold it has gotten in the last few days.

The summer is nearing now, trees and some flowers nearing the end of their bloom. With the changing of the seasons warmth should be what you feel. But it isn't.

The last few days have felt cold and seemed dark despite the weather, the sun a constant. Not that you've been outside to enjoy it.

It feels more like the middle of winter than the beginning of summer. Just because there are few clouds in the sky doesn't mean there is an absence of shade.

Once you're up and have gotten yourself presentable you walk around the house. It's empty without him.

How long has it been? You'd check the calendar but you're not sure what day it is. You lost count after the first few days with no contact.

Your husband often would disappear, increasingly so in the last few years. But this time was unlike any other.

Usually he'd come home after a few nights, or at least send you a message to let you know he was alright. You've not heard anything from him in so long at this point.

You're worried, you don't know where he is and you just miss him.

The door knocking doesn't even get your hopes up, mainly because your husband has never knocked on the door once in the time you've known him.

Opening it reveals Hypno, dressed in a bee suit with the hood tucked under his arm. "Hey there Y/n, is Cub in?" You shake your head with a sad sigh.

"No, I have no idea where he is. I haven't seen him in.. I don't know how long." Hypno furrows his eyebrows, clearly concerned.

"He hasn't come home? I thought he would have. I guess I'll be taking this honey right to him." Hypno mumbles to himself. "You know where he is?" You ask, perking up at the thought of seeing him again.

"You don't?" You shake your head in response to Hypno's question. "I suppose that should have been obvious. Well, anyway, you better come with me." Hypno smiles as you do, leading you to his truck.

It would have been faster to fly, but the back of the truck is loaded with shulker boxes filled with honey. That would explain the bee suit.

After a long drive Hypno finally stops by a tent surrounded by chests and shulkers. Next to it is what looks to be a giant arena, you can't tell what's on the inside but it seems to go on forever.

Hypno knocks a few times on the large door, which opens shortly after. Out walks none other than your husband, who looks like he hasn't been home in days. He greets Hypno with a smile.

"Oh man am I glad to see you." Cub pulls Hypno into a hug, not noticing you leant on the front of the truck. "I bet, I brought your five thousand honey blocks. I just need to off load them. Where do you think is best for that?"

Cub points over toward the small chest monster. "It'll be good over there. I tell you, I'm so glad for this to be about done. I miss my bed." Cub chuckles.

"And your spouse I bet." Hypno laughs in return. "Oh yeah, one hundred percent. I hope they're doing okay at home." Cub starts to space out.

"Why don't you ask them yourself?" Cub's full attention is on Hypno's words, and then on you as his eyes meet yours.

Flustered he tries to sort himself out, make himself look a little neater. He tries to straighten the wrinkles out of his coat and make his hair look a little less.. all over the place. You chuckle and shake your head, Cub visibly flushed as he walks over to you.

He looks you over, smiling, before encasing you in his arms. "I've missed you so much." His voice is muffled as he speaks into your shoulder, face buried. His arms are tight around you, but not too tight. It's a welcome feeling after days on your own.

"I've missed you too, Cub. I always do when you disappear for a project." "I was meant to tell you, I just.. forgot." He pulls away from the hug, instead cupping your face with his hands.

"I know, I do. I know you get carried away. As long as you come home, that's what matters." You gently remove his hands from your face, giving him a peck on the lips as you move past.

It's not often you get to come and see Cub's work, even less so while it's unfinished. If there's one thing you know about your husband it's that he is dedicated to getting huge projects finished in a tiny amount of time. Even if that does end up being a serious grind.

"So, what is this?" You ask, looking at the ginormous structure. "And what are the five thousand honey blocks for?" Hypno adds.

Two arms snake around your waist, followed by your husband's voice. "This is total chaos. It's a new game I've been building. And trust me, it will live up to its name." Cub almost chuckles, but doesn't. As if the idea of total chaos is funny to him, entertaining.

"The honey blocks are for the floor. They're all I have left to do. If they're not there there won't be nearly as much chaos. Then I'd have to rename it 'some chaos' and that just doesn't have the same ring to it." Hypno hums at Cub's answer to his question.

"How long until you're done? Until you can come back?" You don't hold your breath that it will be soon. The arena is huge.

"Oh, I don't know.." Cub's words trail off, arms tightening around you. "A few hours if I get some help." A grin appears on your face, that's not long at all. "We better get to it then." You clap, "come on Hypno, let's get this done."

The three of you start working, and finish in what seems like no time at all. Time has passed, the sun low in the sky by the time you're all done. Every block of honey placed and all the shulkers loaded back onto Hypno's truck.

By the time you're back at your house the sun is gone and the moon is providing the light. Hypno bids the two of you a good night before driving off in the direction of his own base.

"I'm so glad to be back." Cub smiles, hanging his coat by the door. "Not as glad as I am to have you back." You reply.

Cub turns to you with a smile on his face. "Wanna bet?" You chuckle, taking his hand. "Maybe tomorrow, love. How about for tonight you and I go enjoy that bed that you've missed so much." Cub's grin softens.

His grip on your hand is firm as he gently pulls you toward the stairs. "I've missed you and your ideas so much. To bed!" Cub's exclamation makes you laugh, you chasing him up the stairs.

Masterlist Part 2

There you can find - Bdubs, Scar, Impulse, Tango, Zedaph, Gem, Pearl, Xisuma and Skizz

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Other SMP Masterlist

Here is a key to the different symbols used.

* Romance (sometimes fluff sometimes not) ^ Yandere, ! Angst, & Hybrid, + AU, × Platonic, // Traffic SMP's, each post will have individual warnings as well.

Grian

Locked Away In Midnight Alley - Oneshot * ^ !

The Duel - Oneshot * !

Life With Grian - Headcanons *

Delirious - Drabble

Secret Island - Drabble * !

Christmas Miracle - Oneshot *

A Much Needed Break - Drabble *

Being With Mooner!Grian - Headcanons *

Living With Winged!Grian - Headcanons *

Being Watcher!Grian's Favorite - Headcanons ^ !

How We Got Here - Oneshot * &

Too Different - Drabble * ! &

Risk Everything To Save You - Oneshot * ! &

A God's Revenge - Drabble ! & //

Dinner Date - Oneshot * &

"I Found You" - Drabble ^ !

Call Of The Rift - Oneshot * ^ !

Autumn With - Headcanons *

How Could You Say No - Oneshot * ^

Mumbo

Doing Redstone - Headcanons *

An Unexpected Sight - Oneshot *

Being With Yan!Mumbo - Headcanons * ^

Run Away With Me - Oneshot * ! //

Being With Mooner!Mumbo - Headcanons *

Set Up - Oneshot *

Being Comforted - Headcanons *

"Flirting" - Headcanons *

Flower Pot - Oneshot *

Copper Coloured Wings - Drabble * &

Cub

Winters Day - Headcanons *

Being Comforted - Headcanons *

Being With Mooner!Cub - Headcanons *

And They Were Roommates - Oneshot *

Special Delivery - Oneshot *

Come Home - Oneshot *

Fool Proof - Drabble *

Cleo

Armour Stands And Memories - Drabble ×

Being Comforted - Headcanons

Raindrops - Oneshot *

Dating - Headcanons *

Autumn With - Headcanons *

Doc

Up To No Good - Drabble !

I Knew It - Drabble !

Dating - Headcanons *

Learning To Chill Out - Drabble &

Natural Enemies - Oneshot * ! &

Pirate!Doc - Headcanons * +

Ren

Don't Leave Me Again - Drabble * //

Self Care - Drabble *

The Coat - Drabble &

Too Good To Be True - Oneshot * ^ !

His Reign's Downfall - Drabble !

xBcrafted

Autumn With - Headcanons *

Yes you may, Cub was one of my favourite Mooners. Just as unhinged as the rest in his own way

Being With Mooner!Cubfan Headcanons

Contains: Fluff, Sleep Deprivation

Being With Mooner!Cub Would Include:

You were a little skeptical of Cub's desire to join the Mooners

At least to you it all seemed a bit.. out there of a way to sort out the moon problems

Although after weeks of trying, of using science to figure it out the only conclusion he'd come to was that it was getting worse

Collecting scientific evidence had been a task, one that hadn't come to yield much in the way of results, especially trying to make the moon go away.

Cub joined before you made up your mind

You soon realised it was for the best you didn't join, Cub acting stranger by the day

Although one day your bed disappeared, as did anything you could use to make one

So, of course, you had gone to ask "Where's our bed?" "Oh I donated it to Grian's bed shop." "You what?" "I gave it to Grian. Since we don't need it anymore."

You had rightfully been annoyed Your bed had been stolen and you had involuntary become a Mooner

The floor was too uncomfortable to sleep on so Cub had really done it

You were a Mooner. So was he

Things didn't improve. At least it didn't seem like it was but once the lack of sleep settled in it was hard to tell

Cub kept coming up with new ideas to keep the moon away

None of them worked.

One day he came back from changing the exterior of the big farming area

He put up a paining "I figured it out." "Figured what out?" "Look, the moon in the painting matches ours. It's the prophecy."

You disregarded it, but Cub insisted

He brought it up time and time again

He pulled you along to help him put up signs

The best thing to come out of Cub's new theory was that he moved on from the Mooners

Shortly after he visited Scar and found out Scar betrayed the Mooners, Cub decided he would too "The prophecy is real, there's no point in being a Mooner anymore." "Does that mean we can sleep again?" "Yes. Let's go do that right now."

Despite his new prophecy idea you were just glad to see him regain some sort of common sense.

Even just sleep without a fully sane Cub was better than nothing at all

It's a step forward to getting back to how things were before the moon started to approach

Contains: Fluff

Being Comforted By Cub Would Include:

Cubs first port of call when you're feeling down is to hold you

Whether you talk or you don't he knows that the best place for you to be is in his arms

And he's right

The way he holds you is always so firm yet so gentle He wants you to feel secure but not suffocated

He's very good at that

He will often take you on a walk when you're feeling down, the two of you will walk at a slower than normal pace It gives time for you to take in the scenery For you to calm down

Cub has a habit of leading you to places where you can see a lot of things, so you have more to focus on

Whether it's beside a lake, on the cliffside, a trail in the woodland that leads to a small clearing As long as your mind is occupied

No matter where you end up you always find yourself with Cubs arms around you

He'll start up conversation, but will never lead it No matter where it ends up going, whether you talk about why you feel down or you don't, Cubs content with just hearing you talk to him

He knows with him you feel safe, he worked very hard to gain that trust and works equally as hard to keep it

Cub never says anything judgmental in these times (even when he does at other times he's only joking around)

He also never gives you unwanted advice

He'll never share anything with anyone else without your permission Again, he works hard to keep your trust

He wants nothing but the best and holds himself to an incredibly high standard to make sure you're supported, even though you tell him it isn't necessary

But Cub will be Cub, caring and supportive

In your time of need you really couldn't ask for anything else Even if you could you wouldn't

You know how much he puts into making sure you're okay when things aren't going well And when the roles are reversed you do your best to make him feel just as appreciated and supported

Contains: Fluff, subtle implications

Spending a Winters Day with Cub would include:

Wrapping up is a must, Cub will make more than sure of that

You can not leave the door without a thick coat, scarf and gloves at least.

Cub wraps up equally as well, he doesn't want you to get sick but he also doesn't want to get sick himself, how could he look after you if he was sick?

Just because it is cold that doesn't stop the two of you being outside for hours on end

You'll start your day with a walk, holding onto each other in the case one unknowingly steps onto a patch of powdered snow It has happened before.

The outside of your house is decorated with all kinds of snow sculptures that you and Cub have spent hours and hours on. The group continues to grow until the snow melts away

Most of the sculptures start pretty, but end up battered.

More often than not they'll be used as a block against incoming snow.

Snowball fights happen often, you have a whole area with walls and tunnels all made of snow, a course for you and Cub to battle in.

Although it usually doesn't stay inside the fort, which is why the sculptures end up with all kinds of additions or missing pieces

Sometimes the snowball fight will follow all the way to the house, the last shot often landing inside when that is the case.

Sometimes the two of you will end up losing interest in the snowball fight, too focused on each other and forgetting that you were play-fighting.

Once you're inside you're inside, whether by snowball fight or for other reasons.

Your wet clothes will be put to wash, coats and scarves hung up to dry

Cub will light a fire as soon as he can, not wanting either of you to catch a chill from the cold weather.

The two of you will make hot drinks and a nice hot meal before retiring to the living room for the evening.

Whether it's reading by the fire, doing creative crafts, you'll spend your evening by Cubs side

Sometimes the two of you will even watch the snow pile up on the window frame outside, single flakes melting from the heat of the living room.