Dream Smp x Male Reader

Phil x F!Male Reader(Platonic)

Reader has the ability to chest death
Doesn't follow any canonical plot

Y/N POV

I was walking through a forest toward the dream smp? I'm not a hundred percent sure. All I know is that a friend of mine might be here and I need to find him, he'll recognise me.

See I look like an average twenty one year old but I've been around for hundreds of years, its something called the game of life. How does it work? See I have a mild gambling addiction that always involves my life once I die, see I've been gambling for years and know the one and outs of that lifestyle, let's just say I never lose. Once I die I'm reborn as a whole new person, I still have my memories and everything though, that's fun.

"Hey, I'm sorry to bother you, can you tell me how to get to phil, if you know him that is"
"Oh, um sure! So what's your name?"
" Uh, it's Y/N. You? "
"Tubbo, hey Phil's said something about you before, but that was years ago... I'm pretty sure he was talking about you with Wilbur"
" Oh? That's nice to know "
"So you know him?"
" yea, you could say that"
"So who else do you know here?"
" Heck, Techno, Wilbur, I've heard about Tommy, your name rings a bell and I probably know a few others"
"So where'd you come from anyway"
"Las Nevadas"
"Hm? I haven't seen you there before"
"Yea, I rarely visit, just to gamble my life and fuck around with Quackity"
" your life? "
"Figure of speak I suppose"
"Oh, okay... Well were.almost there now, um up on that hill, you should be able to see the houses from there, I need to leave"
"Oh okay, bye Tubbo"

I walked up the hill, he was right, I did see houses from up here so I continued walking and when I got there leaned on the entrance to the space blocked off, noticing Wilbur and Phil talking with some kid who made me think of Tommy but Tommy is way too confident to just let them talk over him

"H-Hey Phil?"
" what is it mate, can't you see I'm talking to Wilbur? "
"But, ther-there's a person outside"
"Wait, is that Y/N Phil?"
" Y/N! "
"PHIL!!"

he ran up to me along with Wilbur and Tommy

"You don't look a day over twenty mate"
"Aw thanks Phil, though it's not much of a compliment seeing I'm twenty one, you don't look too bad yourself mate"
"Aw, thanks mate"
"And Wilbur you look great! That white streak really shows your age old man"
"Hey! Your not much better! How old are you and Phil now? "
"Few hundred years mate"
"Exactly. I'm only forty odd dickheads."

We just laughed at each other before I noticed Tommy

"Tommy, right?"
" Y-Yea"
"Don't bother mate, he's being weird today"
"Hey Phil we need to talk, remember... Maybe you two can talk"
"I'll catch up later mate"
"Kk"

I walked with Tommy, he seemed to not want to talk, but I know he had questions

"Ask away Tommy, I don't mind questions and I'll actually listen, don't tell anyone but it was the same for me, those two wouldn't let me get a word in and snap whenever I tried to... But it seems everyone's turned against you recently"
" they haven't turned on me... "
"Oh no they haven't, they just don't listen"
"Mhm, I know that"
"anyway as I said, ask away"
"What's with the scars big man?"
" hm, war. Me and Phil have had our shared amount of battles far before this time, they just piled up"
"So they don't regenerate once you die?"
" No, scars stay forever, no matter what you do"
"What about your arms?"
" Ah, i was born like that, the game of life doesn't always work out well, body was already corrupted when I got it"
"What do you? What do you mean?"
" why don't we talk in las Nevadas? I heard you like the place"
"Yea sure"

We walked toward las Nevadas and sat on a bench, I patiently waited for Tommy to ask more questions

"So what's this about the game of life?"
" he cheats death Tommy. "
"Ah! Big Q, your here"
"Of course I'm here, I wanted to talk to you and help explain to Tommy of why your still alive"
"Hm, go ahead"
"When he dies, he comes here as a ghost and makes a deal with me, if he wins he gets his life back"
"How does that work big Q?"
" the gods. "
*Why hasn't he died yet? "
"Because he's been in the business for years, he knows every single trick in the book"
"That, I sure do"
" I thought you were talking with Phil Y/N? You seemed like it"
"I was, then Wilbur came along and I was stuck with Tommy while they talk"
"Why don't we catch up? Have a tour?"
" that'd be great big Q"

~~~~

I never knew the nights could be so cold, Tommy had gone home already and I was headed to Phil's, I know Wilbur lives with him at the moment but I could sleep with Techno, I just wanted to gather them and gamble.

"Mate, where have you been?"
"With Quackity"
" of course you were "
"Can we gamble tonight Phil?"
" *sigh* you and your fucking gambling "

~~~~

'ace, adds up to eleven... I've just gotta hope for a ten and I've practically won'

We were playing black Jack with Ranboo, Wilbur, Techno and Phil, it was fun but very chaotic

"Ranboo, hit or stand?"
" Um, hit"
"Again? "
"Um, stand"

Ranboo had gotten nineteen, it's not a bad number but it has potential to go either way

"Techno, hit or stand?"
" Hit. "
"alright"
"Hit."
" again? "
"Stand."

Techno stood at twenty, a great number that could easily be dwindled, but either way, it's the best number before twenty one... Oh and did I mention Phil was dealing?

"Wil, hit or sta-"
"Hit"
"Okay"
"Hit"
"Again?"
" Hit"

Wilbur got twenty one, he gave me a smug smirk which I gladly returned with a little snicker, wil had learned, and all because of me

"Y/N?"
" Hit"
"Again"
"Not a chance. Stand"

I got a ten, the perfect number to formulate twenty one, I could just win this. Phil turned his cards over and added to them, eventually going bust

"AY, ME AND WIL OUT HERE GETTING RICH!"
" DAMN RIGHT WE ARE! "
"I fucking hate you stupid little shits"
"Aw, we love you too Phil"

Everyone had gone to bed, me and Phil clearing up everything

"Today was fun Phil."
" yea it really was mate"
"We should do something together sometime, get to know each other again... Re-teach you black jack"
"Fuck you"
"Haha! Aw man I missed having such a good friend like you phil"
"Hmm, me too mate, me too"

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