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#But Bdubs is most glorious by far
patxhwrk · 1 year
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Heya! I'm kinda new to writing requests so lul. But uhh... could you write about Bdubs x autistic!Reader? Like he helps Reader calm down from the very hard day working in the court (could be a meltdown or anything really. Stuff happens) cuz Ren (even tho he's a sweet guy ooc) is an annoyance. So He leads Reader to a quiet room, not trying to not overwhelm them more by touching them (cuz restricting movement is something I hate so so so so much. Childhood was horrible from how people held me like I was an animal) and he lets you calm down from the intense stress of melting down and they go back to work when they're ready and able (cuz ready and able or to different things for me). You can decide pronouns Reader uses. Just wanna have comfort for something I do that makes me worry about judgment.
Also can I be ☕ anon if it's not taken. If it is, please suggest one!
Thanks for the req! Im not sure if i represented autism well, i tried to go with what i know through my research because im not autistic as far as im aware. Please do tell me if i made a mistake or presented something bad!! I dont want to accidentally portray autism wrongly ^^ also its short as i dont want to prolong it if i did misportray autism
And ofcourse ofcourse! You can be ☕ anon! I didnt really think of having anons until now so thanks for reminding me!
-ˋˏ✄— Order in the Court!
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ BDoubleO x Autistic! Reader
Pronouns: they/them
"At ease, please!"
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“Order! Order! Order in the court!”
The loud voice of Ren the King’s shouts startled Y/n not the slightest. Their thoughts had dozed off a few moments ago, wondering how their collection of animals back at base were doing. Did they remember to leave enough food for them? Were their animals left with enough entertainment for the hour they were gone? Was the temperature fitting enough? They had over a dozen creatures—from cats to dogs, parrots to pandas, axolotls, a few barn animals, a warden—
“Order! Order!”
They flinched slightly, unnoticeable to most Hermits.
Most. BDoubleO always seemed to notice their little habits—from flinches to stutters, and the little happy finger click they did when they successfully tamed—or captured, you can’t really tame wardens—another creature.
He turned his head slightly towards them, sending a side glance their way.
The mumblings of the King’s Court never seemed to die down. Ren sighed and rubbed at the bridge of his nose.
“Guys, guys! Your attention, please!”
Y/n licked at their lips, their head downwards as their fingers danced with each other. The mumbling and whispering eased down soon after, and the members of the court finally paid attention to their flustered king.
His hair was wild, standing in all directions as his face flushed in red.
“What may be the issue, my king?” Bdubs, voice calmer and lower than usual, spoke up first.
“Well, as thou shalt see—” Red pointed to the outside of the castle, out the window where the statue of himself stood. “Someone has graffitied my glorious statue!”
Y/n subconsciously shuffled backwards further into their seat. Ren’s increasing volume as he rambled on and on about how the renegades—as he says—disrespected his statue.
“Uh—my king?” Bdubs mumbled lower now, eyes flashing towards Y/n’s direction for a split second. “My liege?”
When Ren hadn’t responded to his quiet calls, inaudible to his loud complaints, Bdubs resorted to whisper-shouting his name instead.
“Ren!”
Ren turned his head towards Bdubs, ready to correct the man, when his eyes moved from the mossy man to the jittery Y/n beside him. Their head hung lowly, their hands gripped each other tightly, and their widened eyes refused to make contact with anyone in the room. “Oh,” Ren mumbled softly. “Oh—I, uh—”
“It’s alright, Ren,” Bdubs whispered, standing up shortly. He tugged lightly on their shirt, enough for them to feel it but not enough to startle them. They turned their head backwards, glancing at the general direction of Bdubs’ face. He held his usual smile, calmer and softer, before pointing his head in the direction of the door.
“Come on, love,” he whispered lowly. “Y’wanna get outta here?”
Without another word, Y/n followed him outside.
As soon as they were out, as soon as the air brushed through their face, Y/n let a sigh leave their lips.
“You alright there, hon?” Bdubs whispered, standing a comfortable distance away.
Y/n stayed silent, letting the wind brush through their face for a few moments. Bdubs waited, patient and kind.
A moment passed, and they sighed. “Yeah—yeah, sorry. That…that was dumb of me.”
“No, no.” Bdubs was quick to reassure them, voice still soft and smile still kind. “No, that wasn’t. You’re fine, Y/n. You just needed a moment of silence, and Ren didn’t notice it in time.”
“But—” “No buts,” Bdubs scolded them lightly. “If you ever need just a moment to keep yourself comfortable, I’ll always be there to help you, got that? You're not a problem to me or anyone.”
They stayed silent for a second before nodding. “Yeah.”
“Good, good. Do you wanna go back or do you want to stay here for a moment.”
“I think—I think I can go back in now.”
Nodding, Bdubs gestured to the door, opening it for them.
“After you.”
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—PATCHWRK!
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slinkythread · 3 years
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It's Hermitcraft Season 8 Day! Day 1 for us viewers, that is!
To everyone who is just starting out watching Hermitcraft, welcome! Since it's the beginning of a new season, now is a very good time to join the community! You might be confused on how things work or who to watch, so I'll give you a few pointers if you'd like!
First thing you should know is that I've been watching Hermitcraft since Season 6 (sixfinity my beloved), but you do not have to watch the previous seasons to keep up! Each season starts on a new world and while there may be a reference to season's past here and there, you do not need prior knowledge to start season 8! You can just hop right in without any worries!
Another thing is that there are quite a few hermits on the Hermitcraft server! You do not need to watch every single POV and I highly recommend against it. You can choose one hermit to follow, or maybe a handful if you really want content, but do not try to keep up with every hermit, especially if you're new!
Each hermit does different things but they do interact with one another often! Which hermit you watch is up to you, but I'm personally going to be watching the following 8 hermits this season:
Grian, GoodTimesWithScar, Bdoubleo100, Tango Tek, Impulse SV, Rendog, Ethoslab, and one of the newest additions to the server, Geminitay!
Again, who you watch is up to you, but I personally recommend Grian if you're new (I have a soft spot for him because I watched him when I started season 6) or Geminitay, because Gem is just as new to this as you will be!
You should also watch Hermitcraft Recap - though they're not on the server themselves, they do weekly recaps of everyone's activity and are a great source of information! Perfect for if you want to know what's going on without watching every single POV!
If you have any other questions please leave them in the notes and I will be happy to answer them for you! Other than that, welcome to season 8 and have fun!
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limelocked · 4 years
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Sundial blurbs
So most of my part of the Sundial au has been locked into general au chat on our server in the form of joking, theorising and sometimes writing as much as the discord character limit allows me to. I did the two first blurbs in this post today and @pomodoko commanded i actually post it and tag them so here they are, sorted into story chronological order and not the order in which i wrote them
Also this is the link to the document with general information on the AU
--- Dreams POV, the inciting incident
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8- NINE It has been ten seconds since Fundy landed at the bottom of the stairs at the lowest level of the building, there had been a noticeable thud that sounded distinctly unpleasant but Dream hadn't picked up on any cracking noise that'd indicate broken bones. Not that it'd be easy to hear over the commotion that led to later events.
Because it'd been seven seconds since Techno had lost his balance because of the falling fox mentioned and seven seconds since he stood back straight, almost brushing against Wilburs taller frame. It had only been five short seconds, that might have felt like weeks to others, since Wilbur in turn furrowed his brow and geared up for retaliation. Four seconds ago techno had been pushed. Three, Wilbur had gone into the wrong portal. Two, Philza had with Fundy still leaning on his shoulder tried to stop them both. One, they were gone.
It was surreal. The room had been filled with chatter before the fight, louder during the fight and now it was quiet. One second in the future, after it had all happened, the silence broke by no one who had seen it happen but by Tommy, babbling on about something with Fundy that didn't matter to anyone but himself. He quieted down when the person he was intending to talk to was nowhere to be found, confused. "Where'd Fundy go?"
"He and Wilbur already went through" the lack of effort it took for Dream to bend that truth would be concerning if not for his record, and technically they already had. "Oh-" an unsatisfactory answer but not one that would send him towards the throat of Noxite. "You can just talk to them back home. Come on." The portal after the hermits was supposed to be theirs, something quickly confirmed as they enter the community house with a crisis averted, or rather pushed back until a later date, and two people lost to another server.
--- Omniscient/Unknown POV, the dreamsmp aftermath
un, deux, trois, quatre, cinq, six, sept, huit, neuf... sept, huit, neuf... sept, huit... Seven hours later was when the lie couldn't hold anymore. Tommy already didn't trust Dream much but Tubbo had been a help in convincing him that Wilbur and Fundy were just away building or something. But the truth comes eventually. He sent a clear message of; <TommyInnIt> stop lying to me
Hour eight was the worst, accusations being thrown and swords being drawn. Screaming and explanations that never really felt enough. The ninth hour was bad in another way, depressing. Tommy's anger had simmered into bargaining as if Dream, George or Tubbo had the power to do anything of substance. It never got to begging, Tommy's pride forbade that but the things he put on the line for help that he couldn't get made it almost seem like it.
Noxcrew was contacted and they confirmed that the hemits had talked to them about the guests. Solutions were suggested and just as quickly rebuffed. Hour ten was a loss and the eleventh hour was one where Tommy and Tubbo got to speak alone.
"Can't you just use your powers or whatever to make the portals take us to hermitcraft" he was exhausted. "It doesn't work like that, probably, and Noxite has probably already tried it" "Yeah but Tubbo could you do it?" "I mean... maybe?" To that something glinted in Tommys eye, hope that Tubbo didn't want to extinguish as fast as it needed to be. "But I'm not allowed into the MCC world anyways so it wouldn't work" "FUCKING CHRIST TUBBO everyone here's useless!"
--- Technos POV, first night on hermitcraft
It's the first night and bones tower above him.
There were other buildings around, and the area was lit up well but eyes followed him from the darkness, eying the stone tools he'd manage to scrape up while leaving the group now probably settled in a warm house far away. This world scared him, the monsters and the way his sword hit differently, and the fact that the air itself felt new.
A pair of eyes glowed at him from it's place under one of the ribs of a beast too huge to want to think about. Techno readied his sword, but the dog decided that it'd rather go back to sleep. This world scared him and he just knew he'd gotten lost now because his goal had been to retrace his steps, the path that Xisuma and Bdoubleo had shown them to the little village far away by boat, to find the house cleft in two and then head straight out to sea until he could find a better place to stay than the tension thick cabin that their hosts had suggested.
Another dog offered a quiet bark in his direction and with an embarrassed sssh, covering fright, he continued forward. He had found the water, true, and he remembered something vague about a neighbour... but... No. No he decided that he'd choose a direction and if there weren't any light he'd just have to turn around or dock and make a little cave to live out of. It wouldn't be glorious but neither is 5 million potatoes.
A boat is placed into the water at the straight of Joebralta and a pig starts to row.
Clang. He is confused. The boat shakes in the middle of open water, he's been turned around. Clang. A trident, something he's only really seen in Skyblockle, shoots into the air a meter to the right of his boat. He speeds up. Clang. It misses, but he has decided that the sea is no longer safe.
--- Technos and Ethos POV, the first days in hermitcraft
He's starting to feel bad for leaving. Still justified, but also bad. He felt horrible the instant the championship room disappeared from right in front of his eyes with Wilbur still in it, and still worse when Wilbur then Phil and Fundy appeared next to him in this world, all statues as unseen confused messages fill the communicators of the worlds inhabitants.
When they arrived he was surprised that a lot of the hermits knew about them, or at least him, from the returning cast of hermits that played in MCC and their apparent tendency to tell stories as soon as there was space for it. It'd made it less awkward but the looks from the others stopped him from talking much about his side of the tournaments.
This was perhaps night four? He had stepped ashore in a jungle a bit from an area he could almost feel at home in with its skyscrapers reminiscent of some survival games arenas. But it was built by someone and someone should be avoided so he had trudged through plains and deserts walking around it only to find more tall buildings in another jungle.
The jungle was... safe? Safe from people at least, less so mobs. He had a little cave with a bed now that kept the hot and humid air out most of the time and while small and cramped and utterly horrible it felt far safer than returning to the others... even though he could practically hear Phils calm and nonchalant reassurances.
Leaving the small home he searches for the water he remembers spotting nearby. The bright orange tracksuit wasn't something he wanted to wear but there wasn't much of anything else and it still needed to be washed of stone dust and sweat no matter how much he disliked it. He leaves with a compass and map to find his way back, and around other peoples territory. And water is found easily with these. Stone, coal and redstone is scrubbed away in the freshwater lake that's only relatively cold, but it still feels nice, like the wind on his island in skyblock or in the skywars arenas.
Not too far away a man is working in a terrarium of his own design containing no animals but currents in thin snakes coiling around comparators and observers. The change to the nether has been an exciting one but it did come with problems for the technicians and thankfully for this one the Google hasn't broken too far beyond belief and is back in functioning order faster than expected.
Satisfied he looks at the path that he paradoxically want to end and to continue and decides to wait, flying up to sit near his portal instead to think about it and access the expansions he's already made. Something bright orange is spotted in the distance which at first is ignored, it can wait, until the realization of a possible abandoned shulker, so very common in this group, grabs him and almost instantly leaves as it moves around.
Several seconds later the orange turns brighter and the idea of lava pops in and out of his head in a flash.
<Etho> Beef have to lost an orange llama? <VintageBeef> no? <VintageBeef> at least I dont think so...? <Etho> o_o
He's been keeping out of the way for a while, like usual, and only knew some of the news about new people on the server. That they'd gotten there with Rendogs sports gang by accident and that they'd been living mostly over at Bdubs' place to avoid having them be excluded to their own little village. Apparently something had happened, he'd missed the details but it was looking like there was a manhunt for someone or something that he should by all means be more invested in.
Curious he misses the orange go out of view in favour of finding out about this missing thing in case he's found it. A person and a description, hidden deep in other messages. His height, human pig hybrid, last seen wearing...
Does he want to do this? He knows his way around a jungle but it's still annoying and Xisuma lives close by... but he's most likely AFK. Well, you make a good first impression on the new guys if you find their missing friend.
--- Omniscient/Unclear POV, Technos time with Etho
Silence is golden in silver light. The hermits can stay up days on end without sleep, working through nights when it’s needed and even with guests this doesn’t change. Like the sliver of moon in the sky, Ethos hair glows radiant from inside the redstone machine he calls the Googler and Techno does nothing but look on as repeaters are moved and redstone is smeared in new paths into blocks he has never seen before, something he’s had to get used to lately.
His host works in silence until a question breaks the jungles chime and an answer is given with the rhythm. The redstone had changed and he thought he had fixed it, an unhelpful follow up is posed and a pause is moved into a somewhat oversimplified version of the circuit. They both know that Techno is no help here, but the company is nice and something is learned.
Etho in the day when working the fortress tells Techno about the old days and in turn Techno admits to never having left those old days for long. Etho talks about Pause and Beef. Techno fails to talk about his own team.
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kingdom-of-kins · 2 years
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I’ve been trying to figure out how to start this for a bit now and someone’s laughing at me for it like I’m writing to a pen pal or something. Thanks you guys (I think it’s Grian? Hard to tell sometimes but it felt like him at least)
I’ve been enjoying season nine so far, it’s certainly been the usual brand of chaotic haha. It’s been a whole lot of fun, I think this season might be the one I actually break away from my mains? I think I might watch Tango most this season, but we’ll see! I think Impulse had one of the most fun episodes to start with too. He’s already gotten a second episode out, along with a few others! The hermits can be absolutely insane sometimes. We’ll probably end up watching a handful this season.
As for other series, 100 hours was heaps of fun, even if Scar gave us heart attacks every half minute. Every time we watched him I was torn between actually watching and getting watercolors for the view it was just. Stunning dude. Especially at twilight.
The afterlife smp also looks pretty cool, though I haven’t seen a lot of it yet. There’s already some pretty builds and some fantastic vibes there as well. We’re looking forward to seeing where it goes.
We don’t have a ton of irl news, but I do have a kind of funny story? Ethos been up to his usual shenanigans, well, if anything more than usual. It’s all fun and games until it’s snowing inside, theres a bunch of ice he’s reflecting illusions off of, and you can no longer find the front door. He kept laughing (if you know what gekkering is just. It’s a good word for the noise) and then vanishing in the wake of his mischief. But the funniest thing happened when we actually managed to catch him. BDubs must’ve figured out something, because one of the times he darts away BDubs just yelled a-Ha!! And lunged at what looked like thin air to the rest of us. But suddenly there’s this snow white fox being held up under its arms like a long cat, with the most startled expression on its face! It only lasted a few seconds but oh man, was it glorious. He ended up making this wheezing noise and chattering at us as B refused to put him down, he just kept holding him like that. I don’t think either of them really knew what to do next. And something about that, and his face especially was just. Absolutely comical
This might’ve gotten away from me a bit, sorry it’s a bit long 😅. It’s kinda nice being able to chat, if you do end up making a side blog I wish you the best of luck and that you have fun with it and all your other stuff. Things sound a tad stressful, so I hope things work out well for you bossman. -🐉
oh my gosh i just saw this. this is kinda embarrassing sorry JHBSVHJ
it does feel kind of like pen pals in a way!! but its a positive feelin, cause thats kinda nostalgic to me :]
jeez, two episodes already?? i guess i /am/ going with impulse then. ive never rlly been a fan of waiting for uploads so ill try to stay one ep behind :] which is functionally the same im aware but it makes my brain happy so.
ohh that sounds rlly cool!! and well. it is hardcore. i think its hard not to have heart attacks every time something risky happens (and well.. its scar here) you paint? watercolor’s always fun, but ive never managed to really get the time for painting :]
yeah we’ll see where it goes! i havent decided if im going to watch it or just absorb content through my dash like usual but it seems cool none the less.
LMAOHJVHSV that sounds hysterical,,, and what a mess tbh.
dw abt it!! its nice to hear from you as well :] tyvm and i wish the best of luck to your endeavors as well!! im hoping things turn out sunshine
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