The Curious Case of the Burnt Chicken Nugget

Great joke, dad! Hope this is not offensive, may I have a CC/p Philza w/ a FtM son reader who just got top surgery and is recovering so he usually lays down and hangs out quietly out of frame of Dadzas facecam, but one day the pains hurts so bad, wall streaming (in a vc w/ Bench Trio & Will) Hardcore, Origins SMP or Dream SMP, reader walks in & leans on Dadzas shoulder and Dadza pets readers head in comfort & chat, Bench Trio & Will just loses it, asking questions, introducing themselves.

It was not even a week after the surgery. Your father was streaming though. You couldn’t really bother your mother as she was cooking dinner for all of you.

Tired. In pain. And just feeling kind of clingy. You looked at your father as you sat near him, off camera.

He had yet to fully introduce you. They knew you exsisted, but you were never really fully seen.

Giving up you got up, pulling the spare chair up next to him as you lay your head on his shoulder. “Hey. Did you take your meds?” Nodding lightly you kept the blanket on your shoulders. The cold still deep in you.

“It hurts. It sucks. But so worth it. ” You mutter, voice barely getting picked up to on the VC. You watched as your father winced and took off his head phones.

“Who’s that!” “Sounds like a teen. ” “No they must be atleast young adult. ” The now exploding V. C bounced voices off the wall.

“I didn’t expect you guys to react like this. He quite often is on camera. ” Phil was quick to speak over to people. Whole you leaned on him and watched the chaos. He was safe in his house on what ever map he was on.

“So who is he?” It was the louder of the voices, tommy you think. “If you flip over to my stream, if you can, I can introduce them to you. ”.

“Oh God it is a teen! I was right wilbur!” Yep tommy you knew that voice anywhere. “Really? You never told us you had a child?” That voice seemed so familiar. Tubbo maybe? “He looks around are age. Can we see him in a bit? Like after the stream he seems cool. ” An american, ranboo. “I mean it depends. On how he’s feeling didn’t you hear? He’s in pain. ” Maybe wilbur. You couldn’t fully tell.

“Yeah. Anyways I’m tommy!” It was the loud voice. You were right with that one. “Maybe we can distract them from what is hurting right now. Also I’m ranboo. ” Correct again. “I’m tubbo. ” It was the correct again. Maybe that could be you job. “And I’m wilbur. ” You got them all right. Congrats.

“I’m (y/n). And honestly a distraction from this would be nice. ” Yes in the end this pain would give you a lifetime of happiness. But was it giving you full blown happiness. Well yeah actually. That’s besides the point it hurt like hell. And all you wanted was something to take your mind off of it. It’s so bad that you can’t even chew without wanting to cry.

You can’t really get up fully still on the like second day of the surgery recovery. So you were wearing the best clash of clothes. Plaid, black, white, plus blue, pajama pants, a large zip up hoodie, and normally a blanket to keep you warm due to the anesthesia.

“I mean. As long as you guys go careful on him. He has alot of restrictions right now. ” You dad had activated dadza. He was now very protective. “Nah let’s just go skydiving. ” Tommy was fast to snap back. Sarcasm dripping on every word. Making you give out a small laugh but wincing in pain after.

“Good one tommy. But refrain from being the funny man you are for a bit. It hurts to laugh. ” You were careful with speaking as it hurt too. Sometimes breathing hurt but what ever.

“I will try just so I don’t hurt you. ” Tommy spoke. “Thank you funny man. ” It was genuine. And you now had a nickname for him. “So why exactly are you in pain?” Tubbo. Seemed like a curious soul. “Yeah. It must be hard to do alot if it hurts to laugh. ” Ranboo.

“Well I finally got top surgry. Been a hell of a ride with it. But there are no regrets. Just pain. It’s worth the pain though you know. ” This is the most you’ve talked in the past few days.

There was peace. A few congratulations and hoping you were well. God. This was the pace you needed. The pain was dulled so much. “I’m gonna wrap up stream now. Help him wrap up somethings up, get them clean. ” He was quick to sign out and all that and helped you to the bathroom.

“Do you want a different hoodie?” Nodding lightly you felt awkward. You felt bad for having your dad and mom do this all. “Which one?” He held up a pure black one and a bee one. The pattern embroidered into the fabric.

One of your favorite hoodies but sadly you couldn’t wear it yet. It didn’t zip up. You felt sad. “Oh. Wait I forgot. Let me grab the new one. ” New? What did he mean by that?.

It was perfect. “We ordered it before you surgry but it didn’t come until yesterday. ” He helped you slip it on. “Fits perfectly ” he mumbled. Smiling as he gently hugged you.

Kissing the top of your messy hair he stood there for a while. Just hugging you tight, yet gentle. He was not gonna let go.

Emo Kid Reader is in a band, and since Tommy and the others are staying for a week, they decided to go to Emo Kid’s band (a rock band, by the way). Emo Kid also sings and plays guitar.

Your father didnt care what you did. As long as you were happy and healthy. You swear oh no. At least you’re not doing drugs.

You hang out with people your own age and have fun. Oops. I guess you’re a teen you formed a band with your friend. He and his wife are supporting you to the max.

You were the child that they wanted. You were their little merical even if you were adopted.

So when you and your friend were in the garage, you played guitar and sang while your friend played drums. It was bound for you to get heard. Just you didn’t expect two of your best friends to know somethings up. Even when they didn’t hang out much in person.

You got really excited one day. Your friends and you got contacted by a gig. They wanted youth that had a passion for singing and playing instruments. You two had both.

And you didn’t expect nearly everyone you knew to be there. Your dad, mom, Tommy, Tubbo, Wilbur, Techno, George, Nikki, Jack, your mom, ranboo, who was visiting Tommy and Tubbo, and even fucking Sapnap were here.

Your stomach felt heavy. Yes your mother and father supported you but they have never heard you sing. Tommy and tubbo. Yeah they have but not too much. The rest. They know you yes but you just never got time to just vibe and listen to music.

You had chosen a song that you both were comfortable with. It was something you guys did for little warm ups.

As you sung you kept you’re mind away from the people. Imagining the garage that you were comfortable in. So somehow you managed to nail the guitar solo. Your voice was in time and there was no cracks. Just how you like it. It was perfect.

When the so g came to the end there were claps. Some people shouting. It was nice. But you looked at your parents. They looked proud. Tommy. Tubbo. They were shocked. Ranboo had shock all over his face. Yet he seemed happy.

Your anxieties slightly gone now. It felt okay. This wasn’t too bad for you. But it still was a littler nerve racking.

The whole group exsisted in your room off stage. As you were releasing yourself from the prison you called tighter clothes.

Tuddo tommy and ranboo were praising you for being able to concer your anxiety and just do it.

Techno was happy that you were finding yourself. He was always a brother figure to you. Wilbur was proud that the vocal lessons and guitar lessons were put to good use. And your father, sapnap, your mother, Jack, and niki were all setting up a YouTube and twitch account for you. Just so that you guys can start out and gain a fan base.

This was all so that you can launch your career. You had said to them before. You loved music. And there was no stopping you from making it now.

With the help of everyone you were now launching something for the world. And due to the support you were quick to gain a fan base. A few recommendations from your trio of streamer friends, your father, Jack, niki, sapnap, even techno sometimes played your music in the background of his streams. When someone asks. He just gives your plugs. This was literally your dream. And you couldn’t help but be happy for everything that everyone had done.

“Look at them. Following their dreams like they should be. If you don’t know who this is. It’s our friends their on twitch and youtube. They make music. Their usernames are _________.” – tubbo

“These fantastic people here are our friends. Their vocalist and guitarist were the first one we met. And their friend is just as cool. They have a channel for their music. They’re called _________.” -tommy

“I have been into this new ban lately if you haven’t heard from the background music. They’re on all of these platforms under the name _________.” – ranboo

Summary: the reader has barely any experience with snow and all, only seeing it in white carpets on the land. They have never really seen it actively snowing until moving in with their boyfriend techno.

Warnings:not edited. It’s like five in the morning and I decided to have a serge of creativity. Also it’s been snowing almost 4 days non stop here and it’s amazing.

Have fluff guys. Figured if I get inspired, which I did. Due to the cold and snow. Might as well write something to make your live better. Along with mine.

can i pls get some cc! techno x ftm(or male in general) reader where they chill on a stream and are really fluffy??? ur writing is amazing btw (｡’▽’｡)♡

I have a request! Could you write a cc!philza with teen streamer reader (platonic obviously)? The reader is having trouble with their identity (gender, pronouns, sexuality, ect.) and is just having a rough time with their appearance and self-hatred. Them and Phil have a really close father-child bond and one night the reader is having a terrible day emotionally and just talks it out with him over discord vc?

Living alone was fun. Living alone while being a streamer was just as fun. But being able to fully express your self was nice. But the issues was, you had no idea on what or who you were.

You knew you weren’t you assigned gender. your body was no where near how you wanted it to look.

And worse of all you only felt disgust from the person you were. The bad eye bags. The clothes you didn’t want to dress in. That haunting constant use of the wrong pronoun.

It felt so bad. And the issues was. No matter how hard you tired there was nothing that seemed to fit. Nothing that seemed correct.

You were supposed to stream but due to wanting to see if it made you feel more like yourself you cut you’re hair a bit shorter. It did. It made you feel happier. But it wasn’t fully the best job. So you had to go to a barber.

After that you felt too drained to even stream. You tweeted to your followers just to let them know, you were alive but something came up and you couldn’t stream.

“Hey. (Y/n) you seem to not be doing well?” Sighing lightly you nodded with a hum. “Well what’s got you down?” The question wasn’t forced by him. It was meant truly.

“I don’t know. Ever since I moved out I have been wanted to find out more of me. I hate how I look. How I dress. How I act. I want to be myself but I don’t knwo where to start.” Phil let out a little hum. Seemingly knowing what you were meaning.

“Well. That’s for you to decide, how you act is something you control. Be a wild as you want. Or as mellow as you can be. How you dress? You can change it up. Find outfits you like and grow from there. And who you are? You are who ever you want to be be it Mike, Carlos, cayenne, bucket, Cheyenne, even fuck. I don’t care. We want you happy.” No judgement. Only support.

“Now the issues is one step closer to becoming you is finding your name or names. Pronouns, and hair style you know the things people see first.” Phil was fast to hop on this train itching to know what he should call you. Who you were.

“That’s the issue I have been having for so long now dadza. Do I feel like a boy? Sometimes. Girl? Some of that too. Nothing but a void? Quote a bit. But it’s so hard for people. Constantly changing between them.” Your voice was full of upset tones.

“So? Who said you had to follow what people find easy. You are someone that you create. You feel like a boy? You’re a boy. You feel like a girl? You’re a girl. You feel like a void? You are a void. Until I get told other wise. You’re my child. No pronouns until you tell me.” You felt comfort.

This man just kept telling you that you deserve to be happy. This man basically adopted you.

“Be whatever you want mate. You have to reach for the stars. And you are so close.”

anon here! I was wondering if we could get some low mood/depression comfort from good ol Dadza? Ive been feeling pretty down lately so itd be nice. He/him pronouns please! xx

Helloo! Could I ask for cc!SBI x GN! Streamer Reader during TwitchCon (Im not from the US nor Europe so I probs wont be able to go next year, but at least the thought of it seems nice)? Thanks, and remember to stay hydrated! <3

Yes. And I will keep hydrated. Sorry if it take a bit I want it to be as good as possible.

The flight over was he’ll. Leaving you tired and jet lagged as you wandered the air port.

You were to meet up with four people. As you had been a part of a huge server with them.

Not only did you guys play minecraft together. You had streams where you just talk, anwser questions, play little games with them. Even just had one of your guys just talking to the other person while they streamed. It was the only relationship you had. They were your family. Well best friends.

When you finally locked eyes with this brown haired guy, glasses, quite tall, looked quite like one of your four friends you immediately froze.

“Techno?” It was quite and was nearly drowned out by the sounds of the air port.

But the brunette looked your way. Eyes widening slightly as he had seen your face on face time before. You two were faceless streamers. Or nearly faceless. Only really showing your faces on huge achievements or to people you know. So most people didn’t know what you looked like.

He had a smile in his eyes as he wrapped his arm around your shoulder. “Let’s get out of this crowd. Phil took tommy and wilbur outside since they had a long flight.” you both weaved through people. “Understandable. I mean look how many people exsit here.” You spoke.

With a chuckle he lead you to the exit. The two blondes and one brunette stood near the door, obviously kind of relived from being out of the crowd.

“Look who I found.” Technos voice brought the other three to look in your direction. “Hey! (Y/n) have a nice flight mate?” Phil’s question was heartfilled but honestly you didn’t want to think of the horrid experience.

“Not too bad not too good. Hopped on the soonest plane. And dear God it was hell.” It was obvious by your tone that you didn’t want to speak about it. So they were quick to shift the subject.

“So the b&b you’re staying at? Where is it?” You looked at tommy confused. Didn’t he know that you all are going to the same b&b?

“Same one as us tommy. Did you even listen to us on the flight?” Wilbur spoke up before you could deliver your sarcastic comment.

“Really? Didn’t expect that.” Tommy seemed confuses. Rolling your eyes at the teen you spoke. “Ah yes let’s send one of the most socially awkward people out to rent a room in a b&b alone. How smart.” Getting the hint tommy chuckled at the sarcastic comment.

“Oh yeah. I forgot that you had that bad of anxiety.” Looking back to him with a ‘bitch really?’ Look he laughed. “You forgot I had crippling anxiety. It took what? 5 months before I started to fully talk to all of you? It was literally just you guys talking to me until one day out of the blue I started talking back.” As you spoke you guys got to technos car.

As techno had driven here he was the one that was driving you the the b&b. No need for rental cars.

“So, (y/n), Phil, tommy, wilbur. Have do you guys wanna pick up some food first? Or nah?” Techno was quick to ask. And having a hungry teen in the car it was automatically a yes.

The day flew by. Jokes were told, food was eaten. And naps were quick to happen.

But that all came to a hard stop. TwitchCon. You weren’t on the main panel like most of the others. Having been just added and just climbing up. But you did have your own meet and greet station.

But you decided to breathe through it. Hoping to get through this and live another day.

What helped was the fact that not many people came up to you. Having no idea if you were the real one. But when you got to your booth hell rang loose. You were now confirmed to be the real you and people wanted autographs, photos, videos, little trinkets you ended up selling.

“Omg it’s (t/n)! (Twitch name) they are so cool can I go say hi!” The younger child was quick to rush up to you as their parents nodded.

“HI! I wanted to say i love you and your content! I was wondering if I could get an autograph. Also how do you do it? How do you look so genderless!” This child was going miles a minute and honestly it was one of the sweetest things. “Well it takes years of work and finding what’s best. here’s your autograph. Would you like a photo?” They nodded so fast it was almost like their head was going to fall off.

Their parents were quick to snap a photo and call their child back to them. Not wanting to take up too much of your time.

“Just a very kind and energetic fan. It was nice too see someone like them.” You looked in the direction of the kid. Noticing something you hadn’t before. They were bald. Looked kind of sickly. And seemed kind of off. Excusing yourself you grabbed something from under your table. One of the many stuffed animals you had onder there with a embroidered signature from you. It was a little stuffed snow leopard.

Rushing to find the child you tapped their shoulder. Turning around they seemed confused. “(T/n)? What are you doing over here shouldn’t you be over near your stand?” You smiled under your mask.

“You seem to be going through something and I wanted to make sure one of my number one fans had something special to make them feel better. Here you go. My channels mascot with an embroidered signature so you will always remember to fight on Cub.” Your followers are known as your Cubs. And this one was a special one. They made your day.

With gentle hands they took the plush to their chest tears in their eyes. They latched onto you as they cried softly. Rubbing their back you saw the parents tearing up. Their mother pulled her mask down mouthing thank you then pulling it back up quickly.

Nodding gently you hug the child lightly. Letting go slowly you look at them. “I belive in you. So you take these words. Fight on. Never give up. You are one of the strongest people I have seen alright? You’re gonna make it through this no matter what.” Patting their head you smiled as they nodded.

This powerful Cub. Phil and the other came up behind you. “Hey there mate. Having a good time?” The child seemed so happy.

This is what you guys were here for. To see these joyful expressions. To make your fans happy. To give them some kind of escape.

There was no way you’d let anything get between you and your fans. No matter what.

Hey guys. Eli here. I am in school majorly. So it’s gonna take a while for me to write due to writing on weekends only. And I sometimes forget about them. But I still am here!!

Anonyme asked:

Please write about what would happen if CC!SBI and Reader (who is also a streamer) met for the first time. What would they do? Where would they go? How would they cause chaos at conventions and off-camera? Thank you for your time.

Yes. I can! Sorry that this will take a bit. So when it does come out I hope you like it.

• let’s start up with the obvious. Either you’re In America or some place out of England. Maybe Ireland or Scotland.
• Fuck it you’re Scottish.
• So phil, wilbur, tommy, and techno had to take planes. In England, the three waited for Techno to land. As soon as he did, they got on the next plane to Scotland.
• Let’s just say you are the one who planned it. You didn’t even know that they were coming over. But since you’re a teenager. You’re parents knew.
• When Tommy walked into your room and slammed the door open like he owned it, You jumped so hard. There was no way you could have been playing a scary game, right?
• Your stream heard you scream and saw you fall off your seat. You were about to fight, but when you saw the familiar face, you stopped.
• Chat blew up when you literally pounced at the four. Since you didn’t have any friends nearby, they knew you best.
• It’s likely that you two would stay in a lot because you had social anxiety. Playing games, streaming and answering questions.
• When you guys do go out everyone is wreacking havoc. Going to a McDonald’s or Burger King? Yelling. Just jokes every where.
• At a mall? You’re going through your bags and picking out which store to go to.
• People seemed so confused. They didn’t know you were streamers until some of your fans came up to ask for autographs and pictures.
• Okay, let’s say you all went to build a bear.
• You and Tommy kept shouting about you guys being bears. You literally dressed them as your selves.
• “Tommy, look, it’s me!” It was your favorite color of bear, and a big hoodie covered it.
• Tom, “Wait! That looks like you!” You quickly saw his blonde bear wearing a white shirt with red sleeves.
• “Oh my God, look at Phil’s!” You were the real deal when it came to a caffeine rush.
• Phil’s was a stuffed crow wearing a green overcoat and a small hat.
• In other words, you guys were building yourselves or your characters.
• Techno was a pig in a monarch outfit. And wilburs was a orca with a turtle neck.
• After you guys paid you posted pictures of them.
• The memory was going to live forever.
• While you were at your house, you played Mario Cart, Fnaf, Outlast, Minecraft, House, and a lot of other games, some scary, some funny, some multiplayer.
• Most of them were scared when you played horror games with them, while you enjoyed the thrill. Jumping at the scares, having fun with the others.
• It may have ended, but you guys planned to do it again next year at the same time.
• This was gonna contine and there was no stopping it.

Anonyme asked:

anon here! I was wondering if we could get some low mood/depression comfort from good ol Dadza? Ive been feeling pretty down lately so itd be nice. He/him pronouns please! xx.

Yes. I have been feeling so down too and I have just been needing fluff.

He’s my lap warmer.

One thing you love about techno, he was normally faceless. Meaning you could just lay there and soak up his warmth. Enjoy the company. Watch him wipe the floor with these noobs.

That was if you were silent. Today you messed up. It was a mincraft stream. You thought that he was muted. “I’m cold. And in pain can you help me. ” Your voice was tired. You appointment for your first testosterone was tomorrow and you just wanted his company.

“Yeah. Just come here.” His voice was tense.

You climbed into his lap, ear to his heart, and rested your head on his waist while you just laid there. You had no idea why. “This is my boyfriend. Or as I like to call him my personal lap warmer. ” You hummed lightly as you looked at the screen.

“He’s honestly one of the best people I know. Love him to death. He’s helped me so much and now I’m helping him through what he needs. ” Facecam was on and he wasn’t muted. But chat was spamming alot of supporting things.

You never really had an issue with chat. That was due to the fact that you never really were noticed. Then a dono came up.

“To your significant other. Blood king, queen, thing, or God/goddess of blood? Due to your status to our blood God. ”.

Thinking for a second you decided. “God of blood. Anarchy for life.” You were quick to speak.

“You sir are correct. ” Techno spoke. Looking down to you. “So how do you like my lap warmer guys? He’s amazing eh?” Chat was exploding.

Ever since his cancer diagnosed he’s been tired, but he’s going strong. There was no reason for him to give up now, you, his fans, his friends. the blood god will never die.

“hey. i’m not a lap warmer only you ass. ” lightly pushing his head away from you he laughed. “oh come on you’re warm and comfy to me. let me joke around about it,” with that you gave a pout and rolled your eyes.

chat was booming with the issue of a ship name. “guys guys, their the anarchy parents, or the anarchy dads. ” laughing lightly at the names you spoke, “anarchy dads, that sounds better then anarchy parents. how do you feel about that techno?” he hummed slightly. “if thats what they decide on i cant stop it. so as long as you feel okay with that im good. ”.

chanting through out the chat, then a discord call. philza minecraft’s name was on one of the desktops, one that was opened to discord.

answering it with his free hand techno was quick to greet him. “hallo!” you nodded, “philza minecraft has joined the call. pog!” you spoke.

“ah hello. i had to check in on you guys, it seemed your stream was booming quite a bit. had to check in. ” such a dad. “yeah. (y/n) decided to join in and it seems like the chat loved him. ”.

“i can see that. ” waving to the camera you relaxed a bit more, “i havent seen your face before. but i can see why techno brags about you. ” ah yes, techno’s bragging, it’s something that happens alot when you lay on his lap when he does stream. it was one of your favorite places.

“yeah. when he does brag im normally exsiting on his lap, either watching him or sleeping. it’s kinda weird to hear it,” you streched slightly. “but it assures me that im not the only one that thinks so highly of the other. ”.

“so you think of him just as highly? it seems nearly impossible with how much he talk about you. ” you could hear the smile in his voice. “yeah. but i dont really brag that much. just kinda vibe here and think that im saying it. ” techno was starting up a game of bed wars.

“ha. you’re gonna wipe the floors with these noobs.” you smirked slightly.

“you are quite correct.” techno was fast to speak up, anwsering you.

“techno we’re stealing your boyfriend. he’s ours now. ” you looked at the screen, your face resting in a upset look. “im not going to go. he’s my boyfriend and i love him too much. ” you spoke.

god even if you werent such a secret now you loved techno too much to leave him. and you were staying with him. no and if or buts about it.

hello people. The 27th of January is getting closer and closer, and I’m getting more and more scared. so im sorry it’s take me a bit to finish up my request right now.

and thank you for people who are being paitent with me.

Anonyme asked:

can we get some sweet cc!techno x male or gn reader where they celebrate halloween? like carve pumpkins or decorate or go trick or treating w sbi??

• Ahem. Childhood trauma here. I haven’t teased or tricked in about a year, and tonight was the first time in a while.
• Let’s say that you haven’t either. And when SBI all got together, you all decided that you would for Tommy and Tubbo. They quickly changed it to you guys because they heard you hadn’t been tricked or treated in a while.
• Your costume. Along with techno. You asked people to vote on four costumes, and the two most popular were scorpion and sub zero.
• After some back and forth, you got sub zero and techno got scorpion.
• Your costume

• (Photo not mine)
• You guys were serious about if. Because why not?
• Technos costume.

• Phot not mine
• So you made alot of kids days too. Alot of fans as well.
• God you guys loved it. Best part is. People would sometimes just fuckin dump their bowl evenly into yours, techno’s, Tommy’s, and tubbo’s bags when they were done.
• Also. It sounds like you guys also chose to go home and give the good cush. Full-sized candy bars, hot cocoa, apple cider, and, for the adults, what you called “happy juice.” Apple cider with a bit of apple alchohol.
• Some kids could even get warm by the fire you built. With their sometimes-short clothes, you knew how cold it got.
• You were one of the best houses on the block. Everyone loved you.

• Let’s say you guys chose to stay home on Halloween and not hand out candy or go trick-or-treating.
• You guys stay up all night, binging scary movies. It only takes three techno movies to knock him out, and he’s out like a light.
• Just because you had this man on your lap and were stroking his hair.
• On the table were the hot cocoa and empty pie plates from before. Since you two loved cuddling and the sleepy mood, one of you had to fall asleep.
• You quickly switched from the scary movie you were watching to an old show you used to watch a lot.
• When you fall asleep, you slowly slide under Techno, who then lays his head on your chest. You fell asleep too, and the TV was turned off. v.
• You knocked people out at an amazing rate. Almost as soon as you pressed the power button, they were out. Fast asleep.

• Pumpkin guts everywhere.
• Walls, floor, ceiling, even windows. How?!
• You asked Techno to help you take the pumpkins you were going to use for pie apart. At first, he was just jokingly throwing the smallest amount of guts at you.
• He didn’t expect to get hit right in the face.
• There was a war of pumpkin and he lost.
• You and Techno watched them bake with fluff as you cut them in half. Just sitting there waiting for it to get done.
• When that timer went off you all were excited. Then there was almost an hour of baking time left.
• You had extra pumpkins. Meaning, pumpkin carving.
• It wasn’t anything too good. Just the triangle eyes, nose, and weirdly shapex mouth. It was beautiful though.
• You holloween was one of the best. It was so sweet wholesome. And God people would kill for it.

Anonyme asked:

I have a request! Could you write a cc!philza with teen streamer reader (platonic obviously)? The reader is having trouble with their identity (gender, pronouns, sexuality, ect.) and is just having a rough time with their appearance and self-hatred. Them and Phil have a really close father-child bond and one night the reader is having a terrible day emotionally and just talks it out with him over discord vc?

Yes. I need and want fluff. So yeah of corse.

Living alone was fun. Living alone while being a streamer was just as fun. But being able to fully express your self was nice. But the issues was, you had no idea on what or who you were.

You knew you weren’t you assigned gender. your body was no where near how you wanted it to look.

And worse of all you only felt disgust from the person you were. The bad eye bags. The clothes you didn’t want to dress in. That haunting constant use of the wrong pronoun.

It felt so bad. And the issues was. No matter how hard you tired there was nothing that seemed to fit. Nothing that seemed correct.

You were supposed to stream but due to wanting to see if it made you feel more like yourself you cut you’re hair a bit shorter. It did. It made you feel happier. But it wasn’t fully the best job. So you had to go to a barber.

After that you felt too drained to even stream. You tweeted to your followers just to let them know, you were alive but something came up and you couldn’t stream.

They all told you to stay healthy and keep your health first.

It was only a matter of time before you broke and called Phil.

“Hey. (Y/n) you seem to not be doing well?” Sighing lightly you nodded with a hum. “Well what’s got you down?” The question wasn’t forced by him. It was meant truly.

“I don’t know. Ever since I moved out I have been wanted to find out more of me. I hate how I look. How I dress. How I act. I want to be myself but I don’t knwo where to start.” Phil let out a little hum. Seemingly knowing what you were meaning.

“Well. That’s for you to decide, how you act is something you control. Be a wild as you want. Or as mellow as you can be. How you dress? You can change it up. Find outfits you like and grow from there. And who you are? You are who ever you want to be be it Mike, Carlos, cayenne, bucket, Cheyenne, even fuck. I don’t care. We want you happy.” No judgement. Only support.

“Now the issues is one step closer to becoming you is finding your name or names. Pronouns, and hair style you know the things people see first.” Phil was fast to hop on this train itching to know what he should call you. Who you were.

“That’s the issue I have been having for so long now dadza. Do I feel like a boy? Sometimes. Girl? Some of that too. Nothing but a void? Quote a bit. But it’s so hard for people. Constantly changing between them.” Your voice was full of upset tones.

“So? Who said you had to follow what people find easy. You are someone that you create. You feel like a boy? You’re a boy. You feel like a girl? You’re a girl. You feel like a void? You are a void. Until I get told other wise. You’re my child. No pronouns until you tell me.” You felt comfort.

This man just kept telling you that you deserve to be happy. This man basically adopted you.

“Be whatever you want mate. You have to reach for the stars. And you are so close.”

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Is it okay to eat burnt chicken nuggets?

It is generally safe to eat burnt chicken in small amounts, but excessive charring may contain harmful compounds and should be avoided.

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In slang, “chicken nugget” or “nugget” can have a few different meanings, often affectionate or playful. It can refer to a small, cute, and lovable person or thing. This word can also be used to make fun of someone by saying they are small, unimportant, or even stupid.

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