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Hi! I wrote a superhero AU and I wanna post about it to hopefully boost it (? i don’t know)

It’s about Tommy, he’s a teenager who finds out he’s got superpowers. He’s a speedster, and one of the hero’s of Prime, Dream, is the only other speedster in the country. So, Dream (despite tommy’s family warning him about the dangers of trusting hero’s) takes tommy under his wing.

Tommy is an idiot and gets kidnapped by Dream, and guess who saves the day? His uncle, Grian (i made grian and Phil brothers in this au ok ok) comes to visit and keep his brother sane while he looks for tommy, and he just so happens to be a bounty hunter villain from the city of Hermit named Spore. (But no one knows about that)

here is the fic (i’ve basically told it all but please read it i’m very proud of how it came out and i really like it)

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I have so much more I’m gonna write and post for this au (mostly revolving around Grian because yes) so here you go :) enjoy <3 have a good day <3

#dsmp #fanfiction #fic promo #tommyinnit #writing #grian #mcyt fandom #Spore AU

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This is my piece for the @mcytblraufest!

I worked with the lovely writer @starflake-burning to make art for the fic Hearth and Home, which was beta'd by @smol5824!

You can find the fic description here and the fic itself here! You can find the collection here! It was great working with this team and this lovely fic, you all should go read it!! Design sketches, additional doodle, and process gif under the cut!

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My fic for the @mcytblraufest is posted! the art for this fic was done by @vpofcookies and this fic was beta'd by @smol5824 !

Thank you so much to this amazing team for making this project so much better!

Be sure to check out the other members of this team and all of the other works in the collection!

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i completely forgot anonymity dropped ;-; Hello! This is a really good fic, you should absolutely read it once it gets published!

(sbi my beloved)

Fic Event Announcement!

Anonymity for @mcytblraufest has finally broken so I can announce my fic project and the beta and artist I'm going to be working with!

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I'm working with @vpofcookies as artist, and @smol5824 as beta on my team.

Title: Hearth and Home

Summary:

In legends of old, dark magic from another world ran rampant. But those times are long gone. No one ever expected a monster from the past to actually appear. What starts out as Phil taking his two sons to slay the boar that’s been stealing his village’s crops goes terribly wrong when they discover that what they thought was a boar is actually a piglin brute. Terrified by this legendary monster, Phil is determined to gather reinforcements and take the beast down for the safety of his family and village. 

Or

Technoblade is lost and confused after he stepped through a portal in the nether and ended up in a different world entirely. With the portal broken behind him, he has to figure out how to communicate with the humans who seem determined to kill him. Maybe they can help him get home. 

Stick around for more updates as I blog about writing this fic! I'm so excited for this concept and to work with this wonderful team!

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figured i should update this!

Let me die, let my ghosts haunt me is my longest fic yet, and as of writing this post is two chapters away from completion. It is 82k (and counting), and is a Tommyinnit & Grian-centric, post 3rd life AU. in this au, grian doesn’t die at the end of 3rd life, and that server and the dsmp “merge” into one. there’s a lot of death, we get dreamslayer, scar does a fuck ton and jimmy is there for a bit. It is pretty fucking angsty and i love it dearly. also being a red life? yeah that doesn’t go away with time. Grian’s got angst with that. much, much angst. this is probably the worst fic summary i’ve ever written, but oh well.

Fic promotion for me! I have two fic’s on Ao3 I’m proud of, so here’s me posting about them! (also they’re linked to spotify playlists i made for them, ye!)

But it was not your fault but mine - a post third life, grian-centric angst fic. it’s him living life until other hermits plus pearl and lizzie find him, and he goes a bit psycho. It has 15 chapters and 16k words. I wrote a few oneshots for the AU, as well as a sequel that takes place post double life and is Pearl-centric. That one, titled “Somewhere just beyond the mist” is 8 chapters and 7k words. The series is completed, at least until the next life series is uploaded whenever that is and I get more angst :):):)

No one was ever going to save me, so I’m going to save you - A YHS Grian-centric fic in which Taurtis is dead and Mumbo gets kidnapped by Sam. This one is still being written, but I currently have 12 chapters posted (17k words) and many more planned out. :):):)

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i’ve come to the realization that as someone who writes angst in every possible scenario… if i give the little fuckers in my brain more trauma and more problems then I have, it makes me feel better about my own life. Because yeah, my life kinda sucks. but it’s not as bad as blorbo over there, who’s gone through more trauma then you could conceivable cram into one person. And if i can write my blorbos managing their problems, and still living, then so can I.

#vent #(?) i guess #writing

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i was on a discord server for a bit with a bunch of friends of friends who i didn’t really know, but knew of. They were all chill, if a little homophobic, but i just wasn’t active on the server. Something happened with the owner, something with his mental health and the server got deleted. About a year later, i got added to a new server with all those old people and now everyone is either gay, trans, or both (myself included)

it’s funny how people change

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i posted this to the wrong account lmao

yooo first try techno challenge! My prompt was “DSMP Technoblade” and i’ve had an idea spinning in my brain for a while now, so here’s my shot. 30 minutes and this is what i wrote

A chorus of voices, all screaming for blood. Nothing else, just blood. His knees hit the floor of his cabin, taking shaky, shallow breaths and trying to regulate himself. Blood for the blood god, skulls for the skull throne- and a splitting headache from thousands of voices all screaming.

He pressed his hands to his ears, feeling but not hearing a scream of pain rip from his throat. It was so loud- too loud, everything was too loud and the voices were being incredibly unhelpful- his eyes squeezed shut as another scream tore from him. He gasped for breath- and it felt like nothing came. No breath but he’s still breathing, gasping, heaving, greedily sucking more oxygen in then his body could handle at once-

There was a hand on his back and he couldn’t bring himself to do anything but scream. Blood was all he heard, red was all he saw. The hand tightened its grip on his back, the voices screamed to kill whoever it was-

The hand moved to his own, moving them from his ears. Distantly he felt warmth trickling down them (blood) and tried not to scream again. His eyes pried theirselves open as he took another gasping breath, landing on a crow perched opposite him. It tilted its head and opened its beak, but no sound came out. Only blood. Blood for the blood god, skulls for the skull throne.

Nothing else.

No sound.

Just blood.

The hand was back on his shoulder and he looked up, hitting his head on the wood of the house he built with his own hands (he built, he created. He was not just meant for *blood).

Another crow looked down at him, albeit bigger. A bigger crow, with two humanoid legs, blond hair and a fishing hat. His mouth was moving, face laced with concern but Techno heard nothing but blood.

One of these days, he would do something bad. The voices would take over, everything would go horribly. But until that day came- well.

The voices always liked Philza, and slowly they quieted.

“-mate, there you go. Deep breaths, just copy me.”

He took a breath, matching Phil’s own.

“Are you with me?” Phil asked Techno nodded, taking a shaky breath and wiping his face. “Too loud today?” The hand on his shoulder squeezed gently as he nodded again. “I’m making tea, and then we’re both headed to bed.”

“Old man,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. Blood, the voices whispered back.

Phil laughed, patting his head, then standing as a kettle whistled. He ran a hand through his hair, picking his crown up from where it had fallen on the flood beside him and tightly wrapping his cloak around himself. He was the blood god, anarchist pig, top potato farmer, king of the Antarctic Empire- reduced to a mess on his canon floor all because of some voices he’s been dealing with since he could write. Because if you could write, you could hold a pencil. And if you could hold a pencil, well. A sword wasn’t that far off, really.

Blood.

His head hurt where he had dug nails into his skin, dying blood in his hair.

Philza reappeared with two mugs in his hand.

“Here you go, mate,” he said, groaning as he sat on the floor next to Techno.

He laughed lightly, taking the cup and just feeling the heat in his hands. “Why are you sitting on the floor? Your knees will kill you.”

“Shut up,” Phil said. Techno smiled, shaking his head and leaning on Phil. “What were they saying?”

“They want blood, Phil,” he admitted. “They crave violence- I put down my sword after L’manburg. They want to take this peace away from us.”

“You can do whatever you want,” Philza said. “It’ll be the right decision.”

“Philza Minecraft, always so full of old advice.”

“Old- you little shit!” Phil liked Techno in the ribs, making him laugh. “You’re as old as I am!”

“Yeah, yeah- you act old, though. I am hip and cool and one of the kids.”

Phil stared at him blankly, and then they both burst out laughing. “Mate-! Come on, don’t do me dirty.”

“I won’t, I won’t.” He took a sip of tea, other hand pressing on the floor. He was here. He hadn’t killed, he hadn’t given into the voices. “Chamomile?”

“Figured it might help you sleep tonight.”

“Thanks.”

“Of course, Techno.”

Ranboo heard screaming from his neighbours house and debated going over. Standing in the snow, looking at the house, he saw a figure in the window slump down. A second later, Philza was sprinting across the bridge between his and Techno’s house, door slamming open. Yeah, Phil probably had it handled. He didn’t need to make the trek. Although- maybe some food would be nice? That’s the polite thing to do when someone is hurt (? was Techno hurt? Ranboo couldn’t remember ever seeing him hurt before. He couldn’t remember a lot of things). Make them food. He turned, going back to his house and beginning to look for his yeast and flour.

“Food.”

That was all the kid said, standing outside Technos door. Phil leaned on the doorframe, staring at the basket of bread in Ranboo’s hand. “Food?”

“I made food for one of you two- I can’t remember who. Or why.”

Probably the screaming. It had sounded like bloody murder. “I’ll give it to Techno, thank you.”

“Of course.”

They stared at each other- or, rather, Ranboo stared at the flood and Phil stared at where his hair split into black and white halves. “Goodnight.”

“Oh!” Ranboo’s head snapped upwards, looking at Phil’s hair. Never his eyes, made sense. “Goodnight! I’ll come by tomorrow. Probably. If I remember.”

“Don’t stress about it.”

#technoblade #DSMP #fanfiction

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so i got misgendered today. that’s… usual, i get misgendered every single day. But, it was one of my friends today. And she’s been pretty good about using they/them, hardly ever slipping up. What made it kinda funny to me is that she misgendered me, the wrong way. I’m afab. I’ve known this friend for… four years, and i’ve only been out as nb for 6 months. And she said “oh, listen to him.”

I-

fuck. time for another gender crisis

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In my geography class we have an assignment where we aree stuck on an island with 150 people (each individual person has to manage 150 ppl) and we need to survive without killing all the animals and trees. It’s about sustainability and it’s pretty fun. Oh yeah, and the only animals are fish. and some kids are making nukes. And there’s a volcano in the middle of the island that the teacher can erupt at any point. So, what’s the logical thing to do? Do the math to figure out how much fish you need to feed your people? research what fruits and vegetables would be on an island to feed the people? Make treaty’s with the other settlements so they don’t nuke our land, or steal our boats?

Nope.

Research different volcano deity’s , then not find any good ones, make your own and sacrifice the firstborn child your settlement makes, to said volcano deity to make it not erupt. And have your teacher accept that and say he won’t erupt the volcano in the next week. And get many, MANY concerned looks from other classmates as you and your friend talk about what the ritual for sacrifice should be. I’m mentally stable.

#geography #sacrifice the child

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Question for fic writers: do you find it weird when people comment on every chapter of a wip as it comes out?

#YES PLEASE IT GIVES SO MUCH MOTIVATION. Me personally i love it cause then i kinda get to see how the regulars think and react so when #i write i always find myself thinking “oh this commenter is gonna SCREAM at this bit and then i post the chapter and they do and it’s just #very fun. PLEASE comment on ever chapter i love you so much when you do

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Hi! So I I basically sped read your fic “Let me die alone, let my ghosts haunt me” in a day (don’t ask me how, I sacrificed my schoolwork and suffered the consequences) and I just wanted to say that I absolutely love it and I wish I could give more kudos. 😍 I love how Tommy and Grian bond over time and Grian doesn’t immediately go “this random traumatized child is my kid now”. I also love the deeper exploration into what being on your red life actually does to a person and how Scar was able to hold it back for a bit before Grian broke their connection somehow. Also how actions have consequences because as much as I love fluff, I also love callbacks to things that happened earlier in the fic that have effects later on. Grian killing Dream (while it was a good thing at the moment) leads to the server crashing. Grain not listening to Scar leads to him almost killing Tommy (and the red in general but yeah). The server breaking may make it impossible for the 3rd life gang to be revived, speaking of which I had the hope that Scar would be revived but the newest chapter definitely countered that, but Mumza might do something about that. No idea what but I’m invested now. Anyways, I’m really excited for the next parts and you’re doing a great job! 🤩

DUDE A DAY. ITS LIKE AMOST 70K WTF

ALSO THANK YOU :D i’ve read far too many fics where there’s no exposition, no build up and just sjocnsksk make be teeny bit angry but oh well what can ya do other then write your own

Glad to hear you liked it though, it makes my day seeing comments like this and thanks for popping into the ask box :D have great day !

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i never came out as aro/ace to my sister, she just barged into my room one day and asked “do you know what ace/aro is?” and i said yep and she said “i think that’s you” and i thought about it for maybe five seconds (i had questioned before but never actually thought about it) and then went “yeah that does sound like me” and she said “cool bye” and after doing more research and shit i just went with it. I’m ace/aro and proud! Love and sex? nah, not for me :):):)

please send me your most unhinged coming out stories (positive!)

once a man confessed his love for me and i threw up because the idea of it made me so unhappy. he drove me to the train station despite being not very cool about my lesbianism.

i have also had numerous experiences where i explain my gender identity to someone and they realise that they share the same feelings and i begin their gender journey with them which i always love dearly!

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Made some fanart of a fic lol

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And the fic is

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45517279

#oh yeah btw cause i didn’t have a cane design in mind when i was writing that’s now the canon cane design :) #little bird it fits him so well :):):)

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Made some fanart of a fic lol

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And the fic is

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45517279

#0-0 HOW DID I NOT SEE THIS TILL NOW WTF THIS IS SO COOL #YOOOOOOO

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making a post cause my sister won’t let me rant about this :(

the mario movie is overrated. Don’t get me wrong, I love the animation, I love the fight scenes and all the little dramatic bits. But i feel like they focused too much on the drama and didn’t give enough exposition. Why is the mushroom kingdom at war with bowser? Why is bowser so obsessive over peach? Also, mario and luigi have no context for the entire movie. Mario sees the mushrooms, is given the most brief rundown i’ve ever heard and then just accepts it. Like i would react a bit more to finding out eating a mushroom makes you super big (or super tiny). And luigi, he’s in a prison the entire movie and it doesn’t seem like anyone told him what was going on. And then when he gets out he questions nothing, just grabs a star and thinks “well this all makes sense!” and starts beating up koopas. And literally, at the beginning when mario meets peach she says “you can only join me if you can beat this obstacle course” and then he doesn’t but she still lets him tag along? And is so supportive and “oh, you can do it!” to a guy she just met? Like she’s putting her entire kingdoms fate in the hands of this guy who can’t even do this fucking obstacle course. Overall, I think just more dialogue between characters would have done wonders for the mario movie.

#i just got back from the theatre (which by the way i’ve never seen my towns theatre packed and it was for this movie) and i have thoughts #film critique #mario movie #minor rant

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i work with kids and a little while ago a new kid showed up to the drop in i work for. It’s the end of the drop in time and i was waiting with the new kid and another one I knew a bit better outside and watching them play in the snow while we waited for their parents to come get them. This little boy comes up to me and asks “are you a girl or a boy?” That was the first time someone’s asked, or been confused as to what i am and it made my nonbinary heart so happy! Of course his friend immediately said “oh she’s a girl” and i couldn’t correct him cause my dad was in hearing distance but still! I confused a small kid! yoooo!

things are so dark for trans folks right now, and i hate waking up every day to see nothing but fear and depression in our comunity. id like it if you could flood my ask box or even reblog this with the last bit of gender euphoria you had, no matter how big or small.