Karl Jacobs - Blog Posts
day 12! I am still surprised I am able to keep up - domesticity
Prompt list by @killvampz
Fuck you time to cry
man i just wanted calm karlnapity fan art or other today, but NO! it’s all about the angst now isnt it!!
This stream was something else lmfao
❤ Pet Shop
[Gender-Neutral]
[1100+ words]
Request by @/Lemonkofe on Wattpad: "reader goes to a pet shop cause they felt lonely ... and when the reader was looking at the cats or dogs you bumped into Karl Jacobs"
Description: You need to do something to get rid of the loneliness weighing you down. Luckily for you, a new pet shop seems to open a few streets down. [Karl Jacobs x gn!reader]
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You've always liked being alone. It's quiet in a tentative and vulnerable way, where the only person who can ruin that is you. It's nice being able to just be you, unabashedly and without shame. You damn near love being alone.
Being lonely, on the other hand, is an entirely other feeling that, contrary to popular belief, is separate from being alone. You can be alone and not feel lonely and you can be surrounded by people and still feel lonely. Right now, you're both alone in your apartment and lonely.
You don't want to make any real plans right now though, because that requires pulling yourself together enough to be presentable. As it is you pull on a sweater and double check your pockets before heading out the door. Do you know where you're going? No, not really but you're sure you'll figure it out.
The sun is dipping in the sky, still right above the skyline and coloring the clouds a pretty shade of golden pink. The lamp posts haven't turned on yet so you still have enough time before any shops close, if you wanted to do some splurging on random things you'll use once and never again.
Luckily enough for your wallet though, you're eyes catch on a flyer for a pet shop that just opened. The adorably edited pictures of small puppies and sleepy-eyed kittens have your feet moving on their own toward the street it's supposed to be on.
The shop is a quaint little thing. It's painted in soothing shades of yellow and there are countless animal pun posters along the walls, including one classic "just hanging out" poster with a cat hanging off a wire. The door opens with a loud jingle and again, you're feet move on their own. It's fine to wander though because there doesn't seem to be many people still there.
You kneel down next to a pen of three cute shitzu puppies with your hand dangling inbetween the holes. You wait patiently as one after the other they sniff your hand, one walking away after and the other two licking at your palm. You laugh quietly, cooing at their adorable little faces. You look around for a sign saying you can't enter the pen and don't find one.
A bit nervous, because what if a worker pops out of nowhere to kick you out do not noticing a sign that hadn't been there a second ago, you slip into the pen and find yourself a lapful of puppy. You giggle and coo again, scratching gently around their ears and under their head.
"Aww, that's adorable," Someone suddenly says.
You startle, staring at the puppy wide eyed for a second, wildly hoping it had somehow suddenly learned to talk. Then, a second later, your eyes are drawn to the cutest boy you've ever seen.
He grins at you, showing off his dimes and fluffy brown hair and softer brown eyes and suddenly you're feeling flustered. "They're so affectionate!"
He enters the pen too and the other two puppies are sniffing at his legs, the one in your lap seemingly content there. He sits down around two feet away from you and looks over with a wide smile. "Do you know their names?"
"No, I just got here," You blink at him for a minute, still startled. The puppy in your lap doesn't like that though and he presses into your still floating hand and settles when you mechanically start petting him again. "They're shitzu's though, if you didn't know.
"I didn't, super cool that you do," They lift a puppy up to their face one handed, the other scratching the other puppies chin. "I'm naming you Sapnap."
"Sapnap?" You accidentally blurt out, confused. Instantly you look away, giving a very pleased puppy all your attention suddenly.
"It's my best friend's gamertag," They explain, still holding a smile when you look over. Then he seemingly flushes, giving you a shy grin. "I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Karl."
"Y/N," Is it dangerous to say your name to a total stranger, maybe. But Karl is cute and also looks totally non-threatening so you're banking on the fact that he won't steal your identity. And also maybe hoping you can get his number, but that'd besides the point. "I don't think I've ever seen you before."
Karl let's out a small laugh, nodding. "I moved last month to be closer to a few friends. I'm not sure how permanent it is but I like this place. It's quiet."
That's exactly why you moved here too. "Well welcome to the city, I guess. I promise it's not too boring, most days. Just on Tuesdays."
"There goes my Tuesday plans," He laughs before smiling at the puppy still in your lap. "You should name that one too."
"It probably already has a name," You continue to stare at it anyways before nodding to yourself. "Cupcake."
Karl giggles like it's the funniest thing he's ever heard. "Cupcake? Why cupcake?"
You shrug, "They feel like a Cupcake."
Karl nods along through his giggling. "Mhm, of course. I see it."
You can't help but laugh with him, spooking Cupcake enough that they go back to their bed. You hardly notice though because Karl is smiling at you near fondly and you can't stop noticing his dimples. When both of you quiet down, you're still staring at each other.
Sapnap the puppy is curled up in Karl's lap and yours is empty so you decided to be the one who moves closer. You're barely a foot away, staring helplessly at the prettiest boy in the world. Karl isn't really smiling anymore, eyes caught on your face, looking it over. Whatever he finds makes him smile again.
"I usually go for coffee on Saturdays," He mentions almost casually. A sly smirk crosses his face momentarily before he goes back to a casual look. "If you want to join me, I'd be cool with that."
"Like," You struggle for a second, feeling like a middle schooler getting asked out for the first time. "A date?"
Karl nods, "If you're up for that?"
"Yes," It's an instant response and you feel flustered by how eager it sounded. "I'd like that..."
"Me too," Karl fondly says, a little dopey grin on his face. Then Sapnap the puppy sneezes in his lap and he giggles. "If you want to get out of the pen I could give you my number?"
You nod and offer a hand to Karl after he fixes a sleeping Sapnap the puppy onto an empty bed.
When you go home, the street lamps are on and you're phone has an extra number on it.
{《☆》}
[I actually wrote this 3 days ago but forgot to post lmao]
[So I'm trying to focus more on writing now that I have more free time but things are kind of going to shit around me so I guess we'll see. Anyways I hope that your life is going better and if it isn't, good luck. We need it. Take care of yourself, take time to do things you enjoy, hydrate, and spend time with friends! Love ya!]
[L0v3, k1ng]
Taglist: @creatorofstars @hiwhatsupbruv
Masterlist
❤ I Do Adore
Request by (@)CountrysideGayBoy 9n Wattpad : "Karls s/o (he/him pronouns) accidentally walks in while streaming and chat has questions. Karl introduces his s/o to chat and some members of the smp (ones that aren't as close to Karl that wouldn't know) and overall is just a huge ball if fluff because I can't do angst rn-"
[He/him]
[1000+ words]
Description: You're hungry for some pizza and chat is hungry for content. [Karl x M!Reader it's in the request]
[Read the rest under the cut]
{《☆》}
"Yoooooo!" Karl yelled through the door, followed by loud giggles. You glanced over, awfully curious of what he's been doing for the last two hours. Typically you could find something to do. Sometimes even watch the streams themselves (amassing over 500k channel points), but tonight was too boring. Way too slow.
You scrolled through your phone, liking cute images of Karl (it was basically 60% of your timeline). As you scrolled your stomached grumbled lightly. Ugh, now you wanted food. Pizza maybe? You'd have to ask Karl. You texted him, not getting a response even as 10 minutes passed. Weird considering even during streams he'd respond fast. You listened to hear if maybe he was talking to someone but it was silent
You could just go ask him yourself?
Mind made up you wipe your hands off and pick up your phone before opening his door. "Karl, you hungry babe?"
Karl turns to you, eyes wide. He still has his headphones on, mid-sip of another Monster can. His obsession with those were unhealthy. Immediately he spits it all over the room mostly missing you luckily enough. "Y/N! I'm still streaming! Go you big doof!"
You reel back, slamming the door and staring at it, dumbfounded. That... wasn't great.
You sit down on the couch, setting your palms into your face and groaning.
You don't know how long it takes for Karl to calm his chat down enough to leave but you can hear his footsteps slowly padding down the hall. Looking up, he's already frowning softly.
When he notices you looking he smoothes his face into a hesitant smile. "Good news and bad news. Good news they didn't see your face, bad news is that they definitely heard you call me babe."
"I'm really sorry, Karl, I thought you ended stream," You are really genuine with your apology. Neither of you were quite ready but Karl had definitely been the more paranoid one and it made you feel guilty, even if it was an accident.
"It's okay, ya doof," He nudges your your shoulder softly. He takes a quiet but deep breath in, like he's more nervous than you were. "Okay so I know we hadn't exactly planned this but maybe... maybe you could come say hi to chat and Tubbo and Tommy. Tubbo and Tommy's who I'm streaming with now, Tubbo's the kid whose famous for his spinny boats and Tommy is the funny Cadillac video I showed you, remember?"
You light up when you realize you recognize the name. While you loved involving yourself with everything Karl loved, he did have one too many online friends for you to memorize all of them. "The bench boys! Wait no, not that. Uhm... Clingy Boys?"
Karl giggles, nodding with a warm little grin. "Close enough. You wait here while I go turn the camera off. I'm keeping your gorgeous looks all to myself."
"Oh hush," You pinch him gently as he leaves, relaxing back into the couch as he leaves. Everything was fine, nothing you couldn't fix together.
When he later guides you into his streaming room, hand linked into yours anxiously. He would definitely be pacing if you weren't tethering him to the seat. You silently squeeze it and he squeezes back.
"Hey Tubbo, where's Tommy?" Karl starts as casually as he can.
"Had to go do some chore for his mom, should be back soon." The voice was European, distinctly British, older teenager maybe.
"We'll that sucks for him, so anyway my boyfriend's here!"
"Hello Mr. Karl's boyfriend!" Tubbo said loudly, happily humming along. "Do you like nukes?"
"Okay, Tubbo, no nuke talk around Y/N," Karl cut in very quickly and you pouted slightly. Tubbo sounded so excited and you weren't interested per se but you also weren't not interested.
"Hello Bee Boy, I'd love to talk nukes." You smiled cheekily at Karl, who played up his scowl for a second before shoulder checking you gently. "But Mr Sunshine over here looks pouty so how about we just pretend to be normal."
"Awww, that's no fun," Tubbo pouted but quickly managed to rope you into agreeing to play minecraft on Karl's account. He was just in between trying to convince you to join Snowchester (a very cute name) when Tommy, a considerably louder British teenager, joined the call.
"Tubbo!" He yells, making you wince a bit. Definitely an earsore.
"What're you up to, man," He seems very extroverted and you smile a bit, he reminds you just a bit of Karl. "Oh hey Karl!"
"Hello," You take great delight in catching him off guard. You and Karl giggle as Tommy's off-guard screeching makes way through Karl's headphones. "I am Karl Jacobs, famous Twitch streamer and very handsome man."
"Shut up," He giggles quietly, trying to muffle them into your shoulder. He's probably blushing up to his ears. Honestly the cutest man alive.
"Are you Karl's boyfriend," Tommy put extra emphasis on the word strictly because it was romantic and you can hardly keep yourself from laughing. He continues just as easily,"You sound funny."
"That's rude Tommy," Tubbo cuts in and if words could, you knew his would be rolling their eyes. "Y/N has been really nice."
Tommy paused at Tubbo's words and then slowly, "Nice enough to give me Karl Merch for free?"
You can't help from laughing this time at the way he says it. You take a couple deep breathes in, trying to calm down and failing once before it works. Karl's obviously confused but you're sure chats filling him in. "I would love to do that Tommy. Just gimme your address. Right now on stream. Where everyone can hear you."
"It's—," He stops suddenly. A long pause, "Not a good idea to doxx myself."
"Yup," You agree easily, still smiling. "But nah, I'll see what I can do."
You and Karl take turns switching off Minecraft, keeping the stream entertained with your banter and casual flirting for another 30 minutes. Then Karl started badgering you about the pizza arriving soon (you never ordered it but apparently Karl did), and so you closed off stream, saying goodbye to the British teens with a cheerful wish to talk again, and went to have dinner.
This definitely wasn't what you were expecting from today but maybe this wasn't that bad.
{《☆》}
[And on today's episode of "Things That Could Be Written In A Day But Took Me A Month" we have a request from ages ago. I'm so sorry I'm kinda behind on requests but writers block just seems to twist between slapping me in the face and then leaving me the next second so ヽ( ￣д￣)ノ ]
[Per my request list the next post should be a 1. Pt 2 to a Fundy x reader 2. a 3rd and final part to King Eret's and you'll find out the rest as becomes relevant. Have a good day, take care of yourself. Peace,]
[L0v3, k1ng]
Masterlist
Taglist: @creatorofstars
Froggie ❤
[600+ words]
[He/him pronouns]
Description: You and Karl go out to the city to film a vlog. (Karl x M!Reader)
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{《☆》}
You swung your arms as you walked, dragging Karl's with you after he interlaced your fingers. It was a fun motion.
He giggled, swinging it further even when it ruined his camera angle. His pretty face was tucked into his frog sweater, the nice green contrasting the pretty pink dusting over his face. Hushed, he giggled and whispered to you. "Hi."
"Hi." You whispered back, instantly giggling like a child. Trying to vlog a day in the city was fun, even if you ruined his hold on his phone every time you swung your arms back and forth. "Where are we going to next, sunshine?"
Karl giggled again, knocking his shoulder against yours. "Well I thought we could visit this one cat cafe downtown..."
"And then we rob them and become crazy cat dads." You nodded along.
"Y/N!" He laughed, high pitched and sweet. He batted at you with his free hand, booping your nose softly. "No stealing the cats."
You pouted, puffing out your cheeks. "Why notttt!"
Karl stopped for a second, turning towards you completely. With his hands still enveloped in his sweaters he put them on either side of your face. Then, face still completely stoic, and smushed your cheeks together. "Squish." Then he started giggling like a mad man.
You couldn't help yourself. His laughter was infectious. Karl just had this way of making everything... lighter. Easier. Even the heaviest of boulders were like pebbles to kick when he was by your side.
If he asked you to collect him moondust, you'd already be in a rocketship.
Pressing your noses together, content to just be close, it was your everything. The way he talked always caught your ear and the way he walked left you staring. Karl was captivating. He was warm.
He blew softly on your lips, something he's done before. His breath smelt like citrus and berries and the gum he stole from you earlier. Then, softly, he pressed a sweet kiss.
Moments like these, wrapped around one another, you wouldn't trade them for the world. Peppering small, gentle kisses to his jaw, you pulled him in closer.
Karl laughed softly. He was already melting in your touch. Undoubtedly, you were ruining his footage. Selfishly, you didn't care.
Nuzzling into his cheek, you muttered 'squish'.
"C'mon, moonlight," Karl half-heartedly protested. "We still have to get to to the uh—uh..."
He trailed off as you brushed your hands down his sides. Uselessly, he tried suppressing his giggles but when you kept dragging across his sides, he couldn't stop.
"No—!" He whined, curled into your chest while also pushing your hands away. "I won't—won't give you any more kisses—! Ack–!"
He curls into himself, hands curled around yours. His hood has fallen back over his eyes but Karl's too busy giggling hysterically to notice. Finally, he interlaced your fingers and exhaled triumphantly.
"Ha!"
"Aww man," You light-heartedly complain. Dragging him a bit closer by his hands, you press a kiss to Karl's knuckles. "You're so cute when you giggle."
Karl dragged down his frog hood even more, covering his entire face. You could practically still see the ear splitting grin, the perfectly imperfect one you've fallen in love with, and you laughed.
"You're so mean to me, Y/N." He huffed. Finally remembering his phone Karl pulled it out of his pocket and shook his head at you mockingly. "I can't believe you've done this. It stopped recording, Y/N. I have no content! I'm irrelevant now, I can't show my face in public anymore—"
"Okay, sunshine," You cut him off with a light laugh. "I get your point. We can head to the cats now."
Puffing his cheeks out, Karl stuck his tongue out at you.
With no other option, you stuck your tongue out back.
Giggling, you laced your hands again and started walking.
{《☆》}
[I've been procrastinating doing my English and Spanish hw agdjagjf why do I do this to myself. I have to finish Lord of The Flies and write about how the conflict was resolved but also finish an essay that I only have the introduction to. My Spanish hw seems easy but agekgaif I have so many regrets.]
[N e ways I've managed to get my sister to watch LDShadowLady's Last Life series so hopefully they like it because last life is my current lover /j only watched grian and Scott's pov tho :/]
[L0v3, k1ng]
Masterlist
Polus ❤
(He/him pronouns)
(1700+ words)
Description: You and your repair team arrive on Polus. While working on the ship, someone dies. There is an imposter on Polus. (Fundy x Reader)
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Arriving on Polus was unnerving, to say the least. The cargo holding area opened to a deserted planet settlement that was thick with silence. Your job was to fix it up.
With 9 of you, it'd be quick. You would be on a ship back to your baby brother in all but blood, Sykkuno, before the week was over. Maybe even before Corpse did. Which was an impressive thought, a goal to aim for.
Corpse and his team held the record for quickest repair and evacuation. It was more than inspiring, if you were honest with yourself. It was badass too. You were so proud of Corpse, who was practically family with how close he and Sykkuno were.
Oh, Sykkuno had been so proud when he heard you'd gotten accepted on an off-planet mission. They'd even took the time to make your favourite cookies before you left. Speaking of which...
You sighed happily, the [topping] cookie was heavenly to your taste buds. After days of just special space food, which was just usually disgustingly dehydrated blobs labeled as "food".
Now that you were on a planet with an atmosphere that'd allow your stomach to handle solids, you were going to take full advantage of it.
"What's that?" Someone asked, peeking over your shoulder.
You squeaked, hunching into yourself uncomfortably to hide the box. Turning your head, you saw the fox hybrid who had introduced himself as Oliver Arechtenshire Smichalist Cumbucket and refused to say his real name.
"Oh," You laughed awkwardly, closing the lunch box with one finger. "It's nothing, Cumbucket."
"What?" They blinked, flushed. Then, it hit the fox like a train. "Oh! Pff, my name is Fundy."
Grinning, you nodded along. "Oh, sorry Cumbucket."
"Wha-? Stop!" They demanded, pretty pink dust scattered across his face. It's a shame he still had his helmet on, you thought.
"I'm Y/N." You happily ignored his embarrassed spluttering. "And it's a pleasure to meet you, Fundy."
"That's a pretty name," Fundy said before catching himself. "Pretty unique, I meant. It's a unique name."
Raising a brow, you nodded. He stepped back with an oddly shy air to him. For a man who told everyone his name was "Oliver Arechtenshire Smichalist Cumbucket" with not a hint of embarrassment, he certainly was easy to fluster.
You moved towards him, heading for the security cameras. You were only slightly hoping to spot someone tripping or something.
Fundy trailed behind, his warm brown eyes sharp as he searched for something. At the same time, you both spotted half of James laying in a bloody pile near vitals.
"Holy shit-!" You stumbled back, right into Fundy. They held onto you tightly, staring at the screen, stone-faced. They spoke solemnly. "We have to call a meeting."
{《☆》}
"Was anyone with anyone?" Lyaria asked, looking around the room of, now, only 8 people.
"Me and Fundy were together the entire time," You offered, still leaning heavily into the fox. Fundy held you tightly, protectively curled around you as you stood around the table. "We got distracted and then-, we saw-,"
"We got onto cameras and James was dead." Fundy finished, he rubbed circles into your arm. His eyes met Lyaria and he practically growled.
"Anyone else?"
Sebastian spoke up for the first time, nervously glancing over the room. He met Fundy's eyes before they darted away and he cleared his throat. "I was with Drew in specimen."
"What?" Drew exclaimed, "I was no where near any special men. You're an imposter!"
"Yeah," Fundy spoke up. You had to shift over as the hybrid leaned forward. "I think you are."
"What?" Sebastian laughed nervously. "You're not serious? I saw you, Drew! I was right next to you! Why would you-?"
Lyaria cut him off, her cold blue eyes acessing him. "I believe you."
"Y-you do? Oh thank god!" Sebastian sighed. They whirled around on Drew immediately. "I think it's Drew!"
"Probably," Billiam said. "But we should throw him into space because he's poor, I don't really care about James."
"Sure." Karl agreed. And slowly, everyone came to agree. Drew simply nodded along, uncaring. Or maybe he was too stupid to realize he was going to die.
You frowned, it was a tough decision but everyone was making it so easily. Drew was going to die, whether you voted him or not.
The voting was anonymous, but it still showed exactly what you thought it would. Drew had been the only one to vote Sebastian, you had voted skip, and everyone else voted Drew.
You turned away, hiding your face into Fundy's chest. They wrapped their arms around you, pressing themselves close and laying their cheek on your head. All you could hear was the yelling as everyone forced Drew away, to his death.
Then, Fundy started humming softly.
It was something to focus on. A lifeline to your horrible day. Fundy's heart beat heavily in their chest, helping you just melt into the man's arms.
It was over. Drew was dead. James was killed. Things weren't going to be as easy as you had hoped.
{《☆》}
Things were strange after those deaths. You and Fundy stuck together the entire time, navigating through empty, abandoned halls that were full of tense anticipation.
You had gotten half of your tasks done before the next murder. Fundy was ahead of you, waiting for specimen doors to open.
The lights had flickered at first, before everything went out completely. Your comms were still up tough, so you managed to make it to the wires next to the door and wait there for Fundy to find you or for lights to turn on.
Lyaria was dead.
Billiam's butler had found her.
"How many words sir?"
"Hm," The man considered. "11."
"I found her in, uh, Admin? I think someone vented. That's all." They said, fiddling with a bucket of milk. Billiam nodded.
"I was with Y/N. He and I were together the entire time." Fundy said, resting a hand on your shoulder. You nodded along, even if you hadn't seen Fundy the last few minutes.
"We were about to a go into specimen," You explained, picking at your fingers. Karl and Butler nodded along, but Billiam hummed curiously.
Sebastian narrowed his eyes at you two. "You guys have been vouching for each other the entire time... I don't know if I trust you."
"They seem rather chummy," Karl noted. Their brown hair was pushed away and they looked into your eyes. You tilted your head and Karl fidgeted. They glanced up, over your shoulder and shuddered. "But I don't think it's Y/N."
Fundy's lips were pressed into a thin line as he tugged you closer to him. Relaxing back, you looked over everyone.
Only 6 of you. If there were 2 people killing like you guessed, they were dangerously close to winning their twisted game.
You should vote to be safe, that'd be the safest option but...
"I think we should skip."
With nothing to guess on, it was all you could do.
{《☆》}
Things were dangerous. The lights were out, you lost Fundy, and everything was going wrong.
"Fundy?" You called out, peering cautiously into the dark space. The floor squeaked under your shoes, making your heart skip a beat as you slowly looked down.
Blood.
You bit down a scream, stumbling back into doors that closed before you could leave. Suddenly someone stepped closer and you found yourself face to face with a bloody Fundy.
"Oh," You gasped, choking down a sob. Fundy saw you and instead of killing you instantly, his face broke. He looked just as dejected and horrified as you felt.
"You weren't suppose to see this." He said, sounding heartbroken. But he just... he killed someone. You shouldn't feel bad for a murderer.
"Fundy," Your voice cracked, (e/c) eyes peeking through the smallest gaps and just seeing more and more blood. "What did you do...?"
"Y/N," Fundy cried out instead, heart-broken. "I'm so sorry. You weren't supposed to-, to-!"
"You were supposed to be unaware and-, and weak," Fundy recited, like it was ingrained in his head. "We were supposed to kill them and-, kill everyone. It's our mission."
It broke your heart hearing Fundy practically sob. "Fundy, I-,"
You didn't know what to do, so you threw yourself into Fundy's arms. The man hiccuped, looping their arm around you and holding you so tightly.
"I'm sorry," Fundy whispered, but not to you. "I can't kill them all. I won't kill him."
"I love you," he said louder, this time to you. I'm sorry but I do."
Laughing stupidly, crying all the meanwhile, you burrowed yourself closer. You pressed yourself so much closer, until you could almost forget that Fundy was covered in blood. When you could forget that their louder than average heartbeats was because he was an alien and not just nervous.
Pulling back, you couldn't help but sob those words out too. "I love you. I love you. I love you."
You pressed your foreheads together, ignore the sickly feeling of blood sticking to your hands. Their hands trembled as he held yours tightly, leaning into the touch. Smearing blood on Fundy's cheek when you caressed it, you gave him a small nod.
"I won't say anything, Fundip. We'll both get out of this, okay?"
"Yeah," he shakily said, his eyes fluttering open. "I won't let anyone kill you. I'll kill everyone before they get to you."
Crying, you pressed a quick kiss to Fundy's lips. When you pulled away, he followed.
{《☆》}
You lived, but at what cost?
Their deaths was all you could think of as Fundy held you, in the middle of a bloodbath. Everyone was dead, even Billiam, who looked stronger than your fox. They were the other murderer, but now they were dead...
You laughed weakly. You couldn't go back now. Sykkuno would be heart broken and Corpse would pull away again but you've already chosen.
You chose him when you shared your special cookies and when you joked together. You chose him when you were crying and kissing. It was you and him now.
Leaving Polus, a graveyard that was still only half-functional, you leaned against Fundy and you weeped.
{《☆》}
[God, I love Fundy. Was this more for me than you? Maybe a bit. The next one should be a romantic Dream one, so that'll come out on Sunday(?)]
[-L0v3, k1ng]
i can't believe i MISSED mcc18 wth >:(
i missed it,,,,,
AND a lore stream oh my funkcng GOD
Narrator Karl in Yoongi’s Winter Package outfit
Inspired by this tweet
Hello?? 😧 are you ok??😟😟
Yeah I’m okay!! I apologize for not posting as of recently I’ve had writers block for a while and I’m not as interested in the Sonic fandom as I used to be but I also could start writing for other fandoms I’ve been interested in as of recently once I stop having writers block lol
I’m sorry if I scared you with the lack of posts 😭😭 I hope to get back soon and start writing more :D
Edit:
I decided to open my requests back up, hopefully if I write more I’ll get more motivation. But if you happen to requests anything Sonic related I might skip over it since I’m not as interested in it as before (I’m sorry, my interests tend to change a lot 😭) I’ve updated my masterlist and I’m thinking about writing for some of the dsmp members (only the ones I think I’d be good at writing for) my masterlist shows the ones I’d be willing to write for! <3
Imagine :)
Karl just tweeted -
Tales From the SMP presents:
Revolution
Cast:
Wilbur Soot
TommyInnit
Tubbo
Fundy
Eret
Karl Jacobs
Dream
Sapnap
Georgenotfound
Punz
Karl is taken to the original revolution of L'Manberg with the knowledge of the war already told and has to try and help L'Manberg gain independance without the help from the disks to prevent them getting into Dream's hand.
Moral dilemmas occur over present relationships, does he follow his mission or join one of his future fiancés in the war where only one side can win - the choice can and will change the SMP as we know it.
Dadboyhalo embarassing the younglings :>
Althought, sometimes the tables turn...
+A very confused Bad trying to understand what a "Dilf" is
Kindergarten au comic (2/2)
*Puffy's aura is so strong that Schlatt doesn't even has to open up his eyes to know she's here and ANGRY*
Feel more comfortable with traditional for now :>
Here it is, a kindergarten AU's comic to warm you up :>
Spare dad is going to get in loads of troubles when main dad will find out...
Because my brain is doing this now, some dsmp people as, like, times of year or sorts of days.
Sapnap is the part of winter when the excitement of the snow has worn off but the cabin fever hasn’t set in yet. When there’s a decent amount of snow on the ground and it’s not first snow sparkly but not gross and brown either.
George is that bit at the beginning of spring when everything is kind of wet cold, but you can tell that it’s not winter anymore and everything is muddy.
Dream is state fair season at the end of summer when everything is exciting and busy but there’s that little bit of latent anxiety with school coming up again.
Eret is those days in any season when you step outside and everything feels a little off from reality, but in like a pleasant, ethereal way. Fairy days.
Quackity is those days in summer when you can tell that you’re neighbors are barbecuing.
Ranboo has distinct late/mid school year vibes. The perfect blend of stress and not giving a shit.
I feel like Techno is those days when it's raining just the lightest little bit but the sun is still shining.
Tubbo is the day when it was supposed to rain really hard but then it's sunny and beautiful all day.
Tommy is the day before the Fourth of July. I don't really have an explanation for this.
This might be exclusive to me, but Shlatt is a summer family reunion where you can count the people you recognize on one hand. And the venue edges just a little bit into uncomfortably warm.
Bad is the last day or two of school when you don't have anything to do and your locker is all cleaned out so you're just there in this weird luminal space suspended between structure and freedom.
Conversely, Skeppy is the first week of summer when everything is exciting and you feel all that summer potential rising up and you think about all the things you'll do when really summer is just the freedom to do nothing remotely productive for three months.
Wilbur is a good solid thunderstorm day where the sky turns black and the air smells like electricity, but only if one enjoys thunderstorms. If one is unsettled by thunderstorms then that is simply not the vibe.
Niki is autumn. Not for the holidays or for the colors or the pumpkin spice or anything like that, but for the ability to once again wear sweaters and layers of clothes. And also specifically the very beginning of fall when most of the trees are still green but once in a while you see one that's bright red orange or even the ones that go just ever so slightly red pink.
Karl is a late spring early summer day where the temperature is perfect but there's like a slightly chilly breeze but otherwise it's beautiful and the only problem is that the sun is literally too bright to open your eyes.
Phil is a winter day with really good packable snow and it's sunny so even though you bundle up to go outside you take your coat off after like a half hour, and your probably gonna do some sledding of questionable safety.
here’s small town Karl!!
He has one published book and is working on a series called, and I quote, “tales of the… something. I’ll figure it out later.”
He has a free book library on his screened-in porch
He inherited his house from his great aunt, so he has no mortgage
His source of income is Jimmy renting his garage as storage
His great aunt was secretly a time traveler. She wanted him to follow in her footsteps, but died before she could tell him (cause why the heck not)
DSMP Small Town AU
ok so this is gonna be clumsy and probably a little ooc at times, but I made an AU!!!! this is just the basic idea cause I couldn’t figure out how to put down everything I had, but I’ll add the other bits in other posts. Ask me anything, suggest headcanons, go nuts! Inspired by @dazenightmare’s store au, so check them out, but anyway here goes nothing!
Phil, Techno, Ranboo, Tommy, and Tubbo work at Techno’s garden supply store
Techno is the owner, but he leaves most of the managerial stuff to Phil
Wilbur sometimes helps out
They play unassuming videogame music over the store sound system. Tommy snuck Pigstep onto the playlist, and he and Techno rap to it sometimes
Tubbo likes to watch the bees in the flower bushes
Techno has a potato plant in his office that’s older than Tommy and has produced ungodly amounts of potatoes
The garden store doesn't have a uniform/dress code because it's just whatever Phil will let them leave the house in
Tommy and Tubbo once made a fort out of bags of mulch
Wilbur, Fundy, Niki, and Quackity work at Wilbur’s pawn shop
It’s kinda the hangout place
Their “uniform” is a flannel.
Wilbur blasts closing time by semisonic to tell his employees to go home
Quackity creates a civilization in the unexplored back corner of the pawn shop and manages to kidnap most of the candy store staff plus Karl. Wilbur is incredibly confused
Friend is a stuffed sheep that showed up at the shop one day and Wilbur took one look at it and went “this is the entire backbone of my emotional stability now”
Tommy and Tubbo sometimes help out
Tubbo likes the rotary dial phone and Tommy likes the spoons
Someone pawned a set of boomwhackers. Chaos followed
Bad, Skeppy, Ant, and Sam work at the Nook Cafe
It kind of becomes a place that moms can leave their kids at while they run errands because they’ll be taken care of
Skeppy acts out little stories for the kids. He always asks the kids who should be his princess in the stories and they always say Bad. Bad protests every time but always gets into it and has fun with the kids and Skeppy
Bad bakes the kids treats
There’s this one little boy who is just constantly clinging to Antfrost. He wears a cat hoodie
Sam keeps their appliances running
They have one coffee machine that Sam has been wrestling to keep running for years. Bad refuses to replace it because Skeppy named it
Dream, Sapnap, and George work at the candy store
Dream is just managing in place of the absentee owners
George handles the chocolate because he’s colorblind
Sapnap likes giving kids free samples
Dream is good at making old fashioned hard candies
Sapnap gets mesmerized by the taffy puller often
Someone shows one of them candy store from heathers and now all three of them sing it or catch themselves humming it all the time
Karl is an author, Puffy owns a flowershop, Shlatt is Fundy and Quackity’s landlord, Eret drives the town’s singular taxi, and Purpled makes money running errands for the townsfolk and various businesses in town.
I’ll post more about this, but feel free ask about it or share ideas!!