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Update: I am going on hiatus here. I no longer am interested in the mcyt fandom. However, i do plan to get back into writing fics and am very sorry for giving y'all false hope on making a return here. Maybe in the distant future will come back or something, but for now? Now i'm going to be over at @crodo-writing with my friend, Cro. I'll be writing for Twisted Wonderland and Ikemen Revolution (a previous guilty desire of mine). While she'll be writing for those and Genshin Impact

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#dodo reblog

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List of random things Mori doesn’t trust:

1. Rhode Island

2. Hydration tablets (”high performance athlete things”)

3. Bass Pro Shops

#HAHA THIS #I LEARNED THIS CURSED INFO RECENTLY #CURSED I TELL YOU #CURSED THAT WHITE PPL OWN ONE OF THE TALLEST PYRAMIDS

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anyways last i saw we were in a village that worships the egg and we’re trying to get the hell out of dodge before it’s too late but the villagers are VERY insistent you need to stay for the festival!

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Yes!! Hehe

They insist that you say; you’re their guest of honor, after all. And it happens o infrequently, you should really really stay :) You’ll absolutely love it!! And yes, they will guilt you the best they can. Especially with a kid or two. Come on, please? Stay, pretty please? They’ve never seen this festival before, and it always has a guest of honor. Won’t you stay and make it happen?

I bet some of the higher members end up contacting Billiam or sending a message to the estate at the least. To get them ready as well :)

#ask #🐭 anon #rambling with dodo

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RAM OMG THIS IS SO GOOD- GUY GUYS PLZ GO READ THIS-

Forever Bound [Yan!Grian x Reader Soulmate Au]

Angst, Requested? More like suggested: Expanded version of this drabble I made a little while back. @nixoxia asked if I could make a full fic and even though requests are officially closed I was more than willing to expand on the vague ideas I had. Tw: Yandere, manipulation, possessive behavior, exactly one swear word the set-up is a tad longer than usual lol

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You, like most people, dreamt of the day you met the love of your life. However in your dimension it manifested in a much more concrete way.

In some worlds, soulmates are a figure of speech. Fluffy, romanticized language.

In yours? They are a scientific fact. Well, magic might be closer to the correct term, but those two words are mashed together for you anyways.

You loved soulmates beyond expression. You often glanced down at the inside of your wrist. Like nearly everyone you were born with a simply, perfectly printed sentence. That mystical tattoo foretold a beautiful part of a person's destiny. The very first words your soulmate will say to you.

You adored your quote, it was your security blanket. A letter from your older self. One telling your past self that, "Don't worry, you'll meet the one. Just be patient." What your mark literally said was also a sort of promise to you. One that you loved just as much as the idea of your future life partner.

"So you're my forever."

In your head the vague mystery voice saying it was in awe. It was obvious that you will talk to them first, causing them to match your words to the ones on their wrist. Getting them to fully register you, that you will be the one they'll love for the rest of their days. The voice in your head was already smitten. You played the encounter back over and over, for years you yearned about this meeting.

Turns out, you were fairly right.

This truly was a new era of your life. You knew that before you properly met him. It wasn't everyday you were being welcomed as one of three new members to such an amazing server. Yes, becoming a hermit and settling down a little ways away from a few other's settlements was enough to brand this week as a massive personal turning point.

Then you decided to introduce yourself to your neighbors.

They were a colorful bunch, they all were. The Octagon, the Big-Eyes Crew, all of them. It was a very entertaining day, even just touring what will soon become masterpieces of architecture and chatting was one of the many highlights of the first few days here. All things considered you were excited to move onto the next group, Boatem.

You were a tad more nervous to talk to them then the other groups you introduced yourself to. Partly because they were the biggest community at the moment at a whopping five members. (Which to be fair was about a fifth of the server)

But that aside, you couldn't help believing that something else was contributing to your apprehension. It felt too heavy to only be caused only by meeting two more people at once. It was tempting to go with your gut and leave this particular encounter for a later date, yet you decided to betray your subconscious instincts and continue on your way. You could always just back out early if something went wrong, what's the worst that could happen?

You could've never expected this to happen.

You knew vaguely of Grian, like most of the others. You had caught glimpses of him at the very start of the season when everyone was clustered together, partly to meet you and the other two newbies. You didn't share any words directly addressed to each other yet, and nothing about him stood out to you in that chaotic grouping. Sure if you gave it any thought you would admit that he's pretty cute, but you weren't really focused on any one person in that moment.

This was different.

He was the first member of Boatem that you were able to find. In this isolated occasion you were able to fully register him and him alone, ignoring how that only mounded onto the anxiousness building inside of you.

Digging in a few chests infront of what must be the begining of a starter base, he wasn't aware of your presence. He didn't look too different, the most interesting observation being the tiny wings starting to sprout from his back. Specifically the feathers of a scarlet macaw, if your memory was serving you right. Likely a measure to make sure he wasn't able to fly before elytras started circulating. You could only imagine what they'll look like fully formed.

Before you could give it any more thought you realized how creepy just standing there and staring probably looked, so you finally gave yourself one last internal pep-talk and walked up to the man somehow still rummaging through whatever mess he already managed to make of his "storage system". One hand proping up the lid of a chest while the other shifts through its contents.

"Uh... hi, you're Grian right?" You would've mentally hit yourself for that totally smooth introduction if his reaction didn't startle you. The parrot hybrid let out a surprised yelp as he tore the hand holding up the chest's lid away from it, pulling it to his body. Promptly causing the lid to fall onto his other arm. By the time he had turned around to see you, you were infront of him to make sure he wasn't hurt too badly.

"Oh my God are you okay?! I didn't mean to scare you!" You quickly spat out trying to see if there were any visible signs of injuries on either of his arms. Perhaps rather unnervingly, he was just staring at you with a far off expression. "Uh... are you okay?" You added again.

"So you're my forever."

Immediately it felt like your wrist was being scorched. The pain was so sudden and strong that only after it passed two or three seconds later were you able to process what he said. When your mind cleared from the pain and you were left holding your no longer hellfire-gripped arm you looked at your soulmark.

It was red now.

Then you both made proper eye contact for the first time.

Holy shit.

Within the next week every single hermit had gotten news of your connection. It was like you had just gotten engaged, congratulations for simply meeting was given to you by everyone. Admittedly, it was sudden and weird. You barely knew who Grian was. He was a parrot hybrid known for building, that was the extent of it. Now you had been swiftly casted into being the defacto "Till death do us part" couple. But you're soulmates, you'll get used to it. You'll love him.

...Right?

However, the bliss of finding the one person you'll be able to depend on for the rest of your life outweighed most of the resistance your own heart had. It helped that your soulmate seemed to feel the complete opposite. He practically latched himself to your side. You couldn't blame him, hell it was endearing.

He acted exactly like how you thought you would act. As you quickly learned, he adored pet names. Darling, honey, my dear, my sweet, my love- My...

Mine

Mine

Mine

Mine.

How had you not understood sooner.

You weren't sure how long it had been since you met. Boatem had six members now, you haven't returned to what was going to be your base. You were helping Grian make some buildings in the alley, if anyone asked where your base was he you would point to the star filled cave. Barely a hour passed without him in your line of sight.

You wanted to confront him about calming down, giving you room to breathe.

"But we're soulmates, this is who we are. Please my love, just give it some more time. I promise you'll be happy." He pleaded. You believed him. After all, he loved you. He wouldn't do anything that could hurt you.

Right?

His wings have fully grown in. Gaint, sharp sheets of red and yellow and blue sturdy enough to not only allow him to glide, but skillfully fly without the need for rockets. Neither of you had elytras, he was more than strong enough to carry you through the air. Why would you need wings of your own? Why would you need what was practically a necessary for travel here?

Why would you need a source of freedom?

He was destined to be your one and only, he was destined to be your number two. He was destined to be your ride or die. He was your soulmate. Why were you pushing back against his companionship? You were built for each other.

This is what soulmates are. Two people merging their lives into an unseparatable sludge. That was his view of it anyways. Your lives were ment to be one, completely indistinguishable.

So stop talking to people that he wasn't.

Stop visiting places he wasn't.

Stop leaving the base without telling him.

Stop being anything other than his soulmate.

Finding your soulmate was supposed to fulfill a person. Make them complete. Make them love the idea of living forever with someone just as much as they loved that someone themself.

Soulmates were supposed to make people happy.

But you weren't happy.

...

Maybe... maybe if go along with this all for just a little longer... maybe you'll learn to be happy with your forever. Maybe this forever will end, and the better one will present itself. One where you can still be with your soulmate. After all, nothing lasts forever.

...Right?

#dodo reblog #tw: yandere #c: grian #soulmate au

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GUESS WHOS BACK AND ON THEIR YANDERE BILLIAM BULL AGAIN

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OH HELL YEA LET’S GOOOOOOO

#ask #🐭 anon #c: billiam #tw: yandere #rambling with dodo

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Also to the person who requested Yan!Grian- yo I’m sorry i haven’t posted anything i have big brain idea me thinks- and i wanna write it good but the idea itself is long. So apologies on that but LASKDFJADSF i am in LOVE with it and i think it goes with your request- I’m just excited :D

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hi, i saw you previously did a Yan!sir billiam fic, coould you perhaps write another one? i am currently hyper fixating on this mans- like help-

Bro I’d love to- i might have notes for a Billiam fic/a continuation for a billiam fic I wrote (though that’s probs trash let’s be honest) but god- mind??? Mind wants to go places <3

#ask #c: billiam #request to dodo #rambling with dodo

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Momento

Pairing: Technoblade x Reader

Word Count: 550

Prompt Credit

If this EVER look funky, here's link to it on Ao3.

The day had been calm, a new normal you were more than happy to accept. Staying away from everyone was lonely, but a necessary decision. One of the best ones you ever made.

Gardening is also one of your new hobbies, that’s the more positive way to put it anyways. Saying it was a necessity you had to slave over daily was much less appealing.

Grimacing, you shake your head and go back to caring for your sweet, sweet carrots. It was hard and honest work.

Earth crunched under foot of something in the distance. It was big, heavy. But easily ignorable. Though the closer it got, the more you concentrated on it and panic started to brew into your stomach. If you don’t acknowledge it, it’ll leave eventually.

How unfortunate that the logic didn’t work this time as it only got closer and soon stopped mere feet from you. Glancing over towards your unexpected visitor, you catch a glimpse of something hoof-like. Piggy toes, to be exact.

There was only one person you knew who had little piggy toes like that. “Technoblade?” You look up to confirm your suspicions. Low and behold, the blood god himself is standing at the entrance of your humble garden. “So nice to see you again! How’ve you been?”

“Oh, I’ve been good,” the poor piglin was stumbling over his words.

Neither of you are good with social interaction, and it’s obvious with the silence that quickly inserts itself into the conversation. “So,” the words slowly fell from your lips. “What brought you over to my neck of the woods? Did you come all the way here for me?”

“No,” was Techno’s blunt reply, before he realized what he blurted out. “Well I mean yes, but no. I came to give you back something.”

“Oh?” Getting to your feet, you wipe your hands on your pants to rid yourself of the dirt. Sadly it didn’t get all of it off, but a majority is better than nothing. “What’d ya get?” You practically bounce on over to him from excitement. Anything is a gift and very precious to you.

“Just a little something.” With that, he pulled out a few shiny trinkets. Your brain practically went into crow mode as all you could think of was the shininess. There, in his hand, was a gold bracelet with intricate engravings and a couple of rocks. A large variety that looked rather cool. The bracelet seemed to have a beautiful leaf, flower, and vine theme going on. Gently, Techno placed them into your open hands, where you further inspected them. “And then your axe, since you left it at my house again.”

“Oh,” you giggled out of embarrassment. Leaving any important item at a friend’s place seemed to be a trend with you. One that would wind up being rather detrimental in the future. But old habits are hard to rid yourself of. “Did I really?” Placing your newfound treasures in your pockets in favor of your long lost axe, Techno is also very careful when passing the axe to you.”

“You really need to stop leaving stuff at my house,” Techno chided you. Another fruitless attempt to get you to stop your reckless behavior.

“I won’t leave anything at your house again, promise!” You lied, giving him another empty promise.

#mcyt x reader #technoblade x reader #dsmp!techno x reader #dsmp!techno #x reader #reader insert #mcyt shipping #dsmp shipping #drabble #dream smp #dsmp #dodo writing

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Merry Christmas everyone!!!! And happy holidays to those who don’t celebrate Christmas. Hope y’all have a great day and eat some great food

#rambling with dodo

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on a scale of 1-10 how intimidating am i

#ask game #dodo reblog #this seemed interesting #also aha… I got a bit busy again #wanna write

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I only saw the genshin characters right now and oh my god this is so true!! the raiden is so sweet and she sometimes cancels exams in exchange for candy from this npc it's so cute.. benny has such a sad bg i wanna give him the world 🤲 albedo is incredibly nerfed appearance wise but I'd still give his tiny heart all of my love even when he subsequently destroys tevyat <3

Aaaaaa yes yes yes

I think that Ei is on par with Itto on “I stew snacks from kids” though Ei takes offerings. Doesn’t always make the exam cancel… god that kid is hilarious. “How often does it work” “Oh about one in a dozen times” LIKE KID SJDJXJ and yea Itto just takes snacks from kids period. A fully grown man, plays games with kids and takes their snacks… Itto is a himbo I love him.

ALSO WHY DID THEY NERF ALBEDO LIKE THAT?! His hair was soooo fluffy and wilder and now he looks kinda bald- it looks wrong like sir we’re missing some of his hair. Give it back please!?!! And when he destroys Mondstadt I’m gonna be so happy for him like 🥰🥳 Go king!!!

#ask #rambling with dodo

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Your take gtwscar was so good one wth there's like no yandere hermitcraft

Omg thank you so much!!! I love writing for Scar man, he’s such a blast to write about. Bubbly man go brrrr hehe. This was actually a piece i loved making and this was when i was in a big ole funk.

I do have some more content like that, though compared to my dsmp content it’s less but like all of it is yandere except a few things

Also i know some people who write specificlly for hermitcraft (yan and other stuff). They're @shepard-ram and i believe @moriiartist does as well. Please correct me i'm wrong, i just saw the reblog Ram did of the swagon fic.

i know for a FACT that Ram HAS to have some of that tasty yandere hermitcraft stuff. Vic and another friend got me into Hermitcraft and Vic def has a headstart on writing for them.

anyways sorry for the tags guys!!! also sorry if i interpretted some of ur message wrong, but i am still v flattered ;m;

#ask #anon

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Mistaken

Pairing: Yan!GTWScar x Reader

Word count: 600

Prompt Credit

Warning: Yandere/unhealthy relationship, mention of death/murder, Crimes, Mention of Arson,

If this EVER looks funky/glitched, here's a link to it on Ao3.

DNI

A teary-eyed Scar stood stunned, staring wide-eyed at you. If someone saw him now, they’d joke about him being in the big eye crew instead of the boatem pole. Minus the tears, of course.

“What do you mean,” his shaky voice made your chest ache, but it had to be done. Had to be said. “You… you must be confused. Mistaken? Can you repeat it?” You hated to do it to him, but both of you ignored it for so long and the rose tinted shade needed to be taken down.

Collecting yourself to, once again, deliver the hard news to Scar. “Scar,” you slowly speak, putting heavy emphasis on the wrongs he had done. “You literally killed someone. Then brought me to your house against my will for ‘protection’ and then admitted to multiple crimes. Like arson, you commited arson against one of your fellow hermits because they talked to me. And that’s only what you did this week. I don’t even know what you did before this because you obviously did more and I have no idea what was connected to you at this point.” After spilling so much, you needed to take a long, deep breath. Composing yourself once again, you continue on in a more calm fashion.

“None of that is healthy or even good. Like hello? What made you think that was all okay and justified?” You hoped that this would make him realize how wrong all of his behavior was. It was rather inappropriate for many reasons.

“Because I love you,” was Scar’s only reply. Silence fell over you two and you waited for a continuation that would never come.

“Scar,” you try to gentle the blow once again. “That isn’t a justification at all. I don’t even know how you got that idea into your head but you need to lose it. And now.”

“Don’t you love me anymore,” Scar sniffled and tears were welling in his eyes. Oh no, not this again. This only hurt you more, and you didn’t want to go on anymore. But it had to be done. “You said you loved me. And that we’d protect each other. You said so.”

“Well maybe i was wrong,” your patience was running thin, and you didn’t want to stay long enough to fall for his act. “Because this… It-It was never love to begin with. Maybe platonic love, but even then that might be a stretch. I mean I loved you as a friend. You meant so much to me. Obviously you are thinking of a different love, and that isn’t the love we have.”

That only seemed to hurt Scar more as he just got worse. His tears finally streaked down his face and he was hyperventilating. Short breaths and sobs shook his body. It hurt the both of you, but it had to be done. It had to be done, that mantra ran circles in your mind.

“I’m sorry, Scar.” There was no reason for you to apologize, yet you did. The feeling of guilt tightened its grip around you and you wished to be free of it in any way you could. “Bye. I’ll see you later.”

With that you turned toward the exit of Scar’s giant boat on wheels or whatever it was. You were too annoyed to remember at this point. Sadly you didn’t make it far as you were tackled to the ground.

“No,” Scar’s tears soaked into your shirt. “Please don’t leave. Don’t leave me.”

Oh how badly you wanted to leave. But the guilt chained you down once again.

#morning reblog

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Apparently there's an issue with the link in my most recent fic where it won't load anything. I went through my stuff to try and find it but yea no, the content the link leads to? it seems to be deleted. Because i believe i found where the post was, which was in with a bunch of others, and some of those are also deleted and gone. (I didn't go clicking every link)

apologies for that, now i feel bad and awkward because i have no idea what to do in this situation besides trucking on??? and try to avoid this in the future?? I only really used the prompts because i was in a funk.

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This isn't an ask, but just an idea I came up with-->

The hermits with a snail! hybrid s/o or friend who is constantly in the rain. I can imagine the more serious/parental-ish members would have a heart attack. Like:

MC: *humming and dancing in the rain, without a coat or umbrella*

JoeHills/Grian/Pearl/etc: *heart attack* NO-

ooo I really like that idea dude!! Reader goes in the rain as an instinct, for fun, or just to enjoy the rain and people don't understand entirely. Snail hybrids probably aren't common either, and tell me you've seen a LIVE snail irl because i haven't. So double wammy, am i right??

As soon as the hermits start realizing that you run out into the rain, they panic so hard. They just,,,, "OMG WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU'RE GONNA GET SICK" and reader is just like "What you talking about??? No i won't"

So after the more protective hermits realize you almost always go outside when it rains, they start to have at least one person be with you. To keep you safe and well, maybe miserable because "I just wanna see the rain!! I wanna feel the rain!" "Not without an umbrella or raincoat". I bet when they think/realize rain is coming, they'd drop what they're doing to go keep an eye on you. Maybe two people go sometimes.

There's a whole system of them; they talk to each other about the predictions and if they hear it's raining in your area, then they'll try to find out who's the closest to you. Better yet, they'll try to wrangle in the person/people around you (base/location wise). I swear Bdubs would send a message to ppl almost daily. "Is it raining over there??? Has it rained today?? Do you think it will??" and it gets rather annoying very quickly. For everyone but Bdubs, obviously.

#ask #v-mythos-v #rambling with dodo #c: bdubs