#only three of my friends watch dsmp

[irrealisms]

i've seen a lot of people talk about mcyt as a constantly burning library of alexandria recently, and to some extent that's true. people are constantly deleting their blogs, going scorched earth with animatics, fanfics, etc., that they made. but i've also seen people (three in the last few days!) make this claim about VODs, when talking about large fandoms like DSMP and QSMP, and.... guys. that was true in 2020. that's not true anymore. archivists have been working tirelessly for years now to make sure that isn't true.

the dsmp VOD masterlist is here. in november 2020, it's missing 16 VODs, if i am counting correctly--which is still a fairly small minority, but it's a lot, and it sucks!--but in november of 2021, it's missing one, and that's because the cc of that VOD does copyright takedowns, not because the archivists didn't save it. no one in the archivist project is deleting VODs off youtube with no backups the way people are deleting fanfics. three months ago, one of my dsmp archivist friends finished coding a tool that let them reconstruct VODs out of twitch clips, and reconstructed six tubbo dsmp VODs from 2020. not only are we basically not losing VODs anymore, we are actively gaining VODs that have been lost for years, that were thought to be lost forever. the library isn't burning anymore; it's being rebuilt.

the qsmp VOD masterlist is here. it is usually a month or two behind the present day, to give creators time to archive their own VODs, but... look at it. in january of 2024, every single qsmp vod was archived. the same is true of december of 2023, and november, and the vast majority of months for the past year.

i'm not going to say that there isn't a problem. just a few days ago, i realized that a lifesteal VOD from last year was missing--that its youtube upload was messed up somehow, and no one noticed and it wasn't mirrored on the internet archive and the person who uploaded it deleted the original file. and now it's gone forever. this made me super sad! like i said: i'm not going to say that there isn't a problem.

but... look at the lifesteal VOD masterlist here. lifesteal's a smaller fandom than qsmp or dsmp. open the 2022 tab and you'll see months and months of lost VODs, of no one's VODs being saved, because there weren't any archivists saving them. then open the 2023 tab and see: they lost four VODs, over the course of a year. even in smaller fandoms, archivists are working. they're making progress. they're saving VODs. in 2024, lifesteal archivists screenrecorded five streams on tumblr live to make sure they would not become lost media. mcyt may be a constantly burning library of alexandria, but the people with fire extinguishers are dedicated. they're making incredible progress. i know people with petabytes of VODs saved, who have spent money on extra storage for this. i know people who are constantly running up against their storage limits as they download/upload to the internet archive/delete for space/rinse and repeat. a decent fraction of the time, my internet at home is slow because it's downloading VODs.

and these aren't the only mcyt fandoms with archiving projects! the outsiders smp VOD masterlist is here. origins smp VOD masterlist is here. smp earth VOD masterlist is here. rats smp VOD masterlist is here. there are so many others that i just don't happen to know about. the older and smaller a fandom is, the more likely it is to not have an attached archiving project, or for the archive to be missing a lot of VODs. but... guys, we've saved a lot. there are people out there, working tirelessly to save even more. yes, mourn what we have lost--the archivists i know are also the ones mourning the most for the VODs that are, in fact, forever lost media. but don't dismiss how much people have saved. we are making progress. we are losing less and less every month. the vast majority of the dsmp and qsmp still exist, i am not going to say they're the same experience as watching live because they're really not, but.. they're out there. people have put in a lot of work to save them.

if you have publicly available VOD masterlists or other mcyt archiving projects that aren't on this post, please add them in a reblog. i want this post to serve as a reference for how much archivists have saved in this community; unfortunately, i'm not super connected to every community. but i know that--for every person deleting things, there are people working, tirelessly & with little external reward, in so many different mcyt fandoms, to save things. and we should appreciate that more often.

#therapists dni #any british ants in the chat? #AND EVERYONE SAY THANK YOU TO FAIRY RAVE!!!!!!!!

[moon1ee]

ok so now we. have a new tntduo stream. fuck dsmp!tntduo, now qsmp!tntduo is my best friend

tallulah and wilbur are making a farm when wilbur sees quackity standing on a hill watching them and tells tallulah to go inside. btw quackity is shirtless

he goes over to quackity and threatens him because he was suspicious that quackity was giving tallulah special treatment at school

he comments on quackity's shirtlessness, and adds, "well, not that i mind."

quackity shows him tallulah's blood-covered homework and her portrait of wilbur

quackity said the reason he was paying attention to tallulah was because he wanted to know how wilbur and tallulah communicated. and how they clearly loved and understood each other. and how he didn't have that with tilin. i cry.

quackity puts his shirt back on and also changes his pants for booty shorts while wilbur stares. wilbur starts laughing at his ankle socks and quackity asks what's so funny. wilbur says "nothing you look amazing." he calls him a top. and complements his booty shorts.

quackity asks if he can see tallulah and wilbur talk. he kinda stares at them talking for a while. tallulah takes wilbur to the side and ask why quackity was acting weird. wilbur said he was grieving. tallulah said 'he needs a lot of love in his life.' wilbur says yeah

tallulah asks if quackity is part of "their team" (family) now. wilbur says not right now. maybe later

wilbur then talks to quackity who is now crying and comforts him. wilbur talks quackity down from killing a tortoise with the same name of his deceased uncle by reciting a love poem at him. quackity tries to do the same but ends up just talking about cock

wilbur says that he and tallulah can bring love to quackity's life and they can hang out together

quackity puts on sunglasses to hide his tears and comes out to talk to tallulah again. tallulah asks if he's okay and if he needs a hug. quackity says no

WILBUR asks if quackity needs a hug. quackity says yes, but only if he doesn't ruin his expensive clothes. they hug. wilbur complements the fabric and says it feels nice. quackity gets a boner. cool.

quackity gives them stale popcorn. tallulah complements his sunglasses. wilbur then gets angry at quackity because he figures out quackity wanted him to kill slime even though quackity said he's gotten over that. they depart ways

we finally got what we wanted. it only took. three years.

#wow #uh. hm. #quackity #wilbur soot #tntduo #quackbur #liveblogging #mcyt #qsmp #og post #tallulah

[mcyt-trios]

PROPAGANDA:

Bench Trio:

They are the trio ever. they are the only ones who understand what each other went through and now they live as a family together in a house with their adopted son. they are all traumatized to hell and back but they are learning to live again <3

They're besties, they're traumatized child soldiers, they stuck with each other through thick and thin, I love them dearly

I have been thinking about this trio since the end of 2020, and have not stopped since. Me and my friends have actively made our Discord pfps them since mid 2021 and litterally just changed it for the first time to a trio that's not them since. I physically can't make an au without them if one of them is in it. Their dynamic still hits me like a baseball bat everytime I think about them despite the three of them not making an appearance together in a video/stream in so long. The emotions I felt through the DSMP role play about these three will haunt me for the rest of my life. Legit reading a fic about the three helped me find the right prounous for me. That's right THEY GENDERED ME. HELP

Drama Trio:

they are the most insufferable trio to watch, but at the same time i can’t stop but wish for more

They are the Silliest!!! They constantly tease each other but they always have each others backs when they need to. They're each others best friends and family and they will Die if they don't annoy each other every second they are together. Baghera and Forever are siblings, Bad and Forever have some kind of Weird Queerplatonic Kind Of Romantic Thing going on, Baghera and Bad understand each other and Baghera is able to tell when Bad is feeling bad even though he Never directly tells her anything. They mean So much to me!!

#mcyt-trios #mcytblr trio bracket #polls #round 2

[yeahiamjustalittleguy]

Thanks!! Could u do a team rancher x dsmp reader where, during the hermitcraft and empires crossover, the reader somehow ends up in either empires or hermitcraft and sees Jimmy and Tango and remembers them from double life (the three of them were soulmates)

A little bit of angst/comfort where reader doesnt want to go back to the dsmp but they have to because dream has them on a wanted poster and he would travel through worlds and destroy them just to find reader and they dont want hermitcraft or empires getting destroyed because of them

CAN I JUST SAY OKAY.... Ranchers are the love of my life. I love them so deeply. I never watched jimmys pov of anything before double life. They got a grasp on me man..

Warnings: Angst, no happy ending and mentions of DSMP which is a horror in itself lol

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The last thing you remembered was the stinging sensation of withering, as you hid in a closed off room in a nether fortress, trying to not die. Then there was purple, and then nothing. It didn’t explain what was happening, but it wasn’t that long since you had entered a new SMP and you knew what that felt like, so you instinctively knew that when you awoke you were somewhere else. In a new world. Truth be told, the revelation came as a welcomed surprise. The DSMP was a hard place and it had never really suited you all that well. Your soul was too soft for it, many had told you. That’s why all your friends and family had been surprised when you had accepted the invitation to the double life server. Although it was more lighthearted than the DSMP, it was still known for violence and bloodshed. You’d never tell them, but you’d give anything to leave the DSMP. You didn’t care what server had invited you, it didn’t matter what double life was, you took the invite in a heartbeat. Turns out double life had been the best experience of your life too. You’d buried the feelings of why, never telling anyone on the DSMP that you’d fallen in love. The server didn’t allow for such weakness, so you buried it all.

You’re in some kind of cave when your mind comes to. It has a bunch of things you’re not entirely sure what are, and to your surprise it also has Grian. You’d known him for a long time, which was originally the reason you had been invited to double life. That’s when you knew where you were. If Grian was here it had to be the server he usually frequented, which was hermitcraft. He was just as surprised to see you as you were to see him. “How.. Am I here?” You had asked him, puzzled. This type of cross server travel was something you’d simply never heard of. The only way to usually go to any other server was through your communicator and only by getting an invite. He walked over to hug you, smiling. You tensed, not being used to positive physical contact. When he pulled away he still had a big smile on his face. “I can’t believe you’re somehow here! I thought the rift was just between hermitcraft and Empires.” He explained, and you raised an eyebrow at his lack of a real explanation. “The rift?” You enquired.

“I accidentally created a rift between servers. I don’t really know how, but I am glad you’re here. This is cool.” He was clearly excited about it, but you were worried. “How do I get back, Grian?” You knew your disappearance would not go over well in your own world. Both because your friends and family would miss you, but also because you knew the lengths Dream would go to just to make sure you stayed chained to your own world. Everyone had their part to play in his schemes, and you were sure your disappearance would somehow ruin his plans and make him go ballistic. Grian looked sad and dejected at the prospect of you not staying, but you had to go. You knew it would only cause trouble if you didn’t. “You can go back and forth through the rift, as long as it stays open. But hey, stay for just a little bit, won’t you? Just to see the server- I could show you so many things!” Once again he seemed excited at the prospect of you staying, just a little bit. 

Maybe a few hours wouldn’t hurt. There was no way that he would notice you gone until later. He wouldn’t even have to know that you’d left. You already knew it was a yes. The temptation of a couple hours of peace and happiness was all too much, and the question had never even been real. Of course you would stay. Grian didn’t even really need to convince you, nodding your head as he grabbed you once again and unfolded his large wings to carry you out of the apparent cave you were in. 

You had fun for a bit, examining Grians base with him. He was about to move on to show what his neighbor, Mumbo, had been working on when his communicator went off a couple of times. He excused himself for a second, checking it with wide eyes. “Wait here, I have to go do something.” He said, about to take flight when you grabbed his arm in panic, surprising both of you. Grian knew you were jumpy, but not this much. He was aware of the changes that the DSMP had done to you, and you had both discussed it in double life. It was hard to deny it with Grian, he had known you before you joined. He knew the person you were before that server changed you completely. He understood why the thought of him leaving you alone was so frightening to you. “I’ll drop you off with someone you know, I promise.” He settled on, and although you were uncomfortable with the idea, you didn’t want to burden him so you nodded, as he once again picked you up to take you somewhere. 

So when he dropped you off with the nearest person, who happened to be Scar, you were even less comfortable. You’d grown to like Scar over the season you had with him but you knew he was not a person equipped to babysit you. It was no surprise that as soon as Grian left Scar first dragged you around his park, but then when that ran out of interest for him you were getting dragged all over the server. Then, somewhere along the way you lost Scar. It was bound to happen with him flying around. He couldn’t carry you like Grian could. For a while you stood still, but it didn’t look like Scar was even looking for you or backtracking. So you decided to start walking, deeply on edge. Then you spotted a structure.

It stopped you in your tracks as you had to decide between trying to get help or finding your way back. After an inner battle, you decided to approach the building. It was black with blue and purple accents, and it was quite beautiful. Everything on this server had been so stunning. Coming from the DSMP it left you speechless sometimes. The only person on the DSMP who ever made anything this substantial was Foolish, and you’d never had the time to simply appreciate his builds. Walking so you were stood right in front of it, you tried to build up the courage to explore it to find help, but you just kept having that feeling in your stomach and the inability to make your legs move. 

But you didn’t need to, as voices started to approach behind you from the treeline. It was starting to get dark out, so it made sense that someone would be coming home at this point, but your brain didn’t register anything except the fact that there were people coming for you. And in a panic, you unsheathe the sword you had borrowed from Grian, turning around quickly in a stance ready to fight as the two people become visible to you, and you to them. And they both stop in their tracks, the cheerful chattering coming to a halt at seeing you. But it’s not fear or surprise on their face, it’s faces of recognition. And the same look comes to your face, as your panic fades completely and warmth crawls up your body and into your cheeks. 

They both shout your name, running towards you, Tango embracing you first and then Jimmy enclosing you both in his arms. “T-tango, J-jimmy.” You say their names shakily, somehow against your own will. It’s like a deep hidden need or urge to say them. The things you did together, the feelings both of them drew from you, it all comes back to you right then and there. Why couldn’t you have stayed in double life forever, with those two? It was cruel, but beautiful. Something in your mind couldn’t stop you from thinking it was fate, that maybe if you were lucky, you would continue to run into them like this. That maybe something would happen, and you could have this forever. But you were not that naive.

Jimmy pulled away, but left his hands on Tangos back. Tango didn’t completely pull away, but he did pull back to grab your face in one hand, tilting it up so he could look at you. His face had a beautiful smile painted on it, but you could see that his eyes were a little wet. Looking towards Jimmy, you almost burst out laughing, seeing him fully sobbing. "Hey! Don’t laugh at me.” He said, covering his face in embarrassment and then wiping his tears away. It was honestly just.. It was a lot, and keeping your tears in yourself had been hard so you couldn’t really pick on him too much. “It was a lot today, seeing both Tango and you for the first time in a while, okay!” He explained, as Tango continued to laugh deep from within his stomach. Feeling his body again, feeling the rumble of his voice leaving his chest, it was beyond any other feeling in the world. You missed it. You had missed it so, so much.

You somehow ended up on a couch after talking for hours, Tango on his stomach against you, both of you once again trapped inside Jimmys’ arms as he laid on his side next to you. He had the longest arms, you’d learned, and so he was always left on big spoon and outer layer cuddle-pile duty. It was hard to feel bad for him, as he looked so content. If you kept playing with his hair, you were convinced you could make him fall asleep. It was something you’d have to test, to be sure. Tango wouldn’t stop turning his head to look up at you, his goofy smile constantly glued to his face. It was perfect. You don’t know which god was playing with you. Giving you this taste of heaven, when you knew it could never last forever. all you would ever get was a little taste, you could never really have the full experience. It would just leave you with a craving that would never be satisfied.

And with Grian and Scar suddenly shouting your name from somewhere outside Tangos’ base, you knew it was time. Jimmy seemed to be pulled out of his half-asleep state, and Tango followed suit, sitting up. You heard Grian calling your name again, this time closer. There was a silence as you all looked between each other, Tango and Jimmy both knowing the look in your eyes. They both knew that look all too well. From when you all lost your first life to the last one, they’d seen it. The eyebrows that pulled upwards and the eyes that glossed over. You were saying ‘I’m sorry’ again. And they knew you were going to leave. 

Desperately, Jimmy latched onto your arms. “No, don’t leave us again. Stay. Just-you can stay! You can stay for as long as I can, right? Tango? They can stay-” You cut him off, knowing you would break if you let him ramble on for any longer and also for his own sake. You knew he would just keep spiraling. “I have to go, Jimmy. Everyone from your world is onboard with you being here but.. I can’t stay. The people from my server wouldn’t..” You stopped to choose your words carefully. You didn’t want Tango and Jimmy to know. You didn’t want them to worry. They didn’t need to know what the DSMP was actually like, it would only hurt them to know. 

“They wouldn’t get it. They would.. Miss me." It wasn’t entirely true, yet not entirely false either. You’re sure Dream would miss whatever plans he had for you, and you’re sure he would tear the entire universe apart to find you. That was more fun, anyways. You don’t know what his intentions are or what plans he has for you, but you’re sure tormenting you and bringing you back on your knees is more fun to him than making a new plan. And you don’t want to test him. You know what the man is capable of. Maybe if you let him take your last two lives, as he had taken the first, you could escape. But even in death Wilbur couldn’t, so you were not hopeful in that regard. You only feared to think what your purgatory would be like. No, instead you would return home. Keep going in the hopes of once again getting to hear Jimmy and Tango laugh.

Tango was taking it well, all things considered. You could tell he was sad, but he at least understood where you were coming from. Jimmy on the other hand was just looking between you and Tango, mad at you for letting yourself leave and mad at Tango for letting you leave. But he sighed, sinking back into the couch and away from you. He looked back up at you in defeat as you heard Grian and Scar call for Tango. You leaned in, putting an ascetic and fast kiss to Jimmys’ lips before taking Tangos’ hand and walking down stairs together. You and Tango both knew that Jimmy would not be able to let you go if he went with you, and Jimmy must have known too as he abstained from following you but simply sat there with tears starting to form in his eyes. 

“Oh, thank goodness you’re okay. It was getting dark and I was worried, I knew I shouldn’t have left you with Scar.” Grian rambled as he ran towards you and hugged you as soon as you and Tango came into his vision. You looked behind him, seeing a very relieved and apologetic Scar waving at you. “I definitely don’t plan on letting Scar babysit my kids.” You said, putting up a joking demeanor to block the pain that was building up inside you. Grian let go of you, stepping back. “I’m sorry it took so long, are you ready to go?” Grian asked, and you grabbed Tangos’ hand. His eyes were glossy and slightly red, but he wasn’t crying. He must have been holding it back well, just like you were. Putting the other hand on his cheek, he copied you and laid his hand on yours and you leaned up to give him a deep and final kiss, which was the goodbye between you two before you parted. 

Grian and Scar were looking at you in surprise as you separated, starting to walk away and when they regained their composure, they followed suit silently, ready to lead you back to the rift. To most, this had just been a fun little game with the idea of soulmates. But to you and your ranchers it had been real, it had meant everything. You just hoped it would not be the last time you ever got to see them.

#hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft x y/n #hermitcraft x you #hermitblr #tangotek x reader #solidaritygaming x reader

[moltengoldveins]

so it’s been about a year and a half since Technoblade’s passing. I’m not ready to talk about it, but let’s be real. I’m never going to be. We have what we have when we have it, then it’s gone. I didn’t talk enough about him while he was here, so I’m doing it now.

I was really active in the MCYT fandom when I was younger, ages six to twelve or so. Then again for about three years before Techno’s passing, joining early 2019 as far as I remember. Techno was the first online figure I’d encountered with even a passing resemblance to my own sense of humor and philosophy on life. I respected him a lot, and grew to love the community because of the environment he cultivated. He was also a big figure in my journey towards realizing I was ace. I’m not about to speculate on him or his tastes, but he didn’t base his humor around sex or romance. He never really brought it up. He avoided the topic when other people did, and he was Still Funny. He was still loved and valued by his fans and community. That was really big for me. That someone could ignore all that stuff and still be loved. That Will and Tommy and such never made him feel lesser for being uninterested.

His character kept me invested in the DSMP. His humor helped me through the worst parts of Covid. I’d already read The Art of War, but his love for it made me appreciate it and the rest of the classics so much more. The stories and art, the music and headcanons, all of it irrevocably altered the way I tell stories and the way I view the world. He helped me articulate a lot of my moral code, and concretely understand a lot of my beliefs. His relationship with Philza, both in character and out, also helped me. I had no idea friendships could be that intimate without being romance, and my friendship with my best friend is significantly closer now. My family has lost a lot to cancer. At the time of Techno’s announcement, I’d recently lost a grandfather to lung cancer, my other granddad had just barely fought it off, and my aunt had dealt with blood cancer as a kid, leaving her incapable of having kids. I’ll admit: I panicked. I hated cancer with a passion and I still do: I couldn’t fathom loosing another person to it, public figure or otherwise. I was never allowed to interact much with the internet while I was a minor. By the time I wasn’t one anymore, watching fandoms from the sidelines had already become habit. I never stepped in, never commented, never sent any messages in chat. I think I did it to maintain emotional distance. I was there for years, every stream, every video, cheering and screaming and chanting with the best of them, but entirely silent. I only really got close to breaking out of that weird sort of limbo once. It was some random stream, late in his illness, when a timer went off for his meds. He ignored it, cracked a joke, and even though I was at work I spent the next ten minutes thinking about it. “Just go take your meds, idiot.” I kept muttering to myself. I think I scared a coworker. I had the chat open and my fingers on my phone when he noticed the rest of chat yelling at him and took them, so I didn’t say anything. I never did. I regret that immensely now. I wasn’t any further removed emotionally because of my distance. I just felt like I’d never done anything of value when I could have.

I don’t think I really… processed it. When he died. I wasn’t in a very safe environment anyway, as my family had no idea I watched his content, much less cared so much, so I couldn’t emote much externally. What was I gonna say anyway? “Oh, some random guy on the internet died of cancer and won’t be making stuff anymore, darn, what a shame.”

So I didn’t process it. I went on as normal. I didn’t engage with any media made after his passing and I let the hurt fester. Everything was ✨fine✨… and then a few months later, I got a call while at college, “Grandad has cancer again. He’s probably not going to make it this time.”

Yeah. Yeah that. That hurt. A lot. That semester became a painful mess of travel and sickness and missed classes and hard conversations with a dying man I still love more than anything. I was kicked out of my apartment without warning the day I got the call about his death. When I got the chance to breathe, it finally hit me, and I just sort of broke down. And the person I was grieving? Techno. Not my grandpa. Not at first. It was like I’d blocked the pipe up, and the first stuff to come out was the stuff that’d gotten stuck first. i sat down and cried about it. I reread Passerine for the first time since he’d announced the cancer. I started writing again on things I hadn’t had the heart to touch. I found Grandpa’s old dog tags and I haven’t taken them off since. It was… ok. I guess. But I still wouldn’t watch his videos. I couldn’t watch any of the other DSMP creators, especially not Phil. To be frank, I was also dealing with a lot of doubt in my faith at the time. Techno was the first person I’d ever known who died without being a professing Christian. I still don’t know what’s happened to him, and at the time I didn’t know what to do with that. I couldn’t tolerate the idea that, according to everyone around me, someone so funny and noble and kind and strong willed would end up parted from God or lost or whatever you think the afterlife might be for people who don’t ‘get everything right.’ And most of the people in my church circle are painfully callous when it comes to people who aren’t ‘in the right,’ who don’t die ‘correctly.’ I still don’t really know what to do with that, except for the fact that I hate it, and I don’t think it’s Christlike. I don’t think I’m going to find peace on that for a long while. I might wait until I die and see what happens. So I figured it was done and over. I’d been sad, I’d come to terms with it, I’d moved on. But I wasn’t… really acknowledging how much it mattered? And I wasn’t reengaging with the fandom at all. I assumed I never would. But recently, I made a friend. We’ll call her Jamie for privacy’s sake. Jamie’s really similar to me, but she’d never really interacted with the DSMP fandom. She was asking for fic recs and before I even thought about it I’d recommended Passerine. Then Bones in the Ocean. She loved them, then started asking who Techno was, so I mentioned the Potato Wars videos, and before I’d had the chance to flinch I was watching them with her, laughing and rolling my eyes and trying my hardest not to cry in front of someone who hasn’t the slightest idea why I’d be so emotional. But I watched them. And that evening I put a Philza stream on. I’m not done mourning Techno, the stuff he stood for, and the community he built around him. But I’m done hiding it. I’m sharing the art and the half-finished fics and the stuff I still laugh at years later. I’m gonna find time somehow to join Phil’s streams, and actually talk to people instead of watching from a distance. I’m gonna talk about it with people. I’m gonna buy merch. Because I loved him, in that same weird friend-brother-online-stranger way he seemed to love us right back, and I still do. He’s still here, in a weird way, making us laugh and cry and fight every battle with flawless confidence and our heads held high. It’s not easy, but he’s not dead until we let him stop. He’s not gone until we all decide he doesn’t matter anymore. And we’re Chat for crying out loud, that’s never gonna happen. Technoblade never dies.

#technoblade #long post #introspection #??? I guess #Again #i hope y’all are doing ok #Grieving properly #And living well 💜

[sootneo]

no one gave a fuck when i posted this on twitter but hello, this is my personal au for what rt's character would be like in the dsmp:

— i think the role that would fit rt in the dsmp the best is a simple resource-full kind of character. i don't really see him engaging in like elections and wars. because of smplive, i like to think he'd make lots of potions and sell them around for cheap prices. i also REALLY like the idea of rt selling and trading some materials like diamonds and such, consequently having to mature a bit more on that to be able to get netherite.

+ a good main "characteristic" could be that. with time, he becomes professional at digging holes and progresses until he's able to build huge underground spaces, raising an entire empire while hundreds of blocks under the earth. he could have scars from his adventures to the nether, from exploring caves and ravines, and have his clothes go from the suit to a more simple look since he gets dirty easily, only switching to an usual snazzy attire when it comes to going around selling his beloved potions.

+ he could be good friends with techno over that! they'd probably trade a lot, and since they would go well together personality wise, it would develop into an "i'm actually just straight away giving this to you just do this silly favor for me and you can have it."

+ he'd probably get interested in building (before making his empire and everything), he was so dedicated when building the spire in that one smp that it was cute, and the 100 players streams are always about builds, so he would start making little dirt houses, then more cool wooden houses, then progressing through tutorials until he's able to make somewhat of a castle to live in. he'd probably take inspiration from past builds his scribers had made and maybe cc rt could ask for consent to recreate it.

— about the three lives: i think rt would be very scared of losing them, but not in a "i don't wanna die i don't wanna die i don't wanna die" way, but in a "man if i lose a life it's gonna SUCK ASS and i'm gonna be FUCKED pretty soon."

+ he doesn't like getting involved in any kind of pvp, with mobs or people, but he's not scared when it happens. i think he can be quite good at pvping (judging by that one charity stream he did with kevin with the natural disasters happening because that's also all i remember). he's also really good at fleeing from it, like parkouring around, so people would have to hunt him down to get him.

+ about losing them: i think he'd rather lose them in a dramatic situation than simply mining or getting killed by a mob. i wanna think he'd become more and more neurotic everytime he loses one. with 3 he's just chilling and talking to everyone. with 2 he's a bit too cautious of who he approaches or stays close to. with 1 life left he would actually just "go missing" and live underground, away from everyone; i think it would make a cool arc to have someone go look for him and end up stuck in all the mazes he has built and stuff, and it could end in them either becoming good friends or... rt killing them and people getting a confirmation that he's alive because the "_____ was slain by RTGame" would appear in chat. >:)

— about the relationships, rt with wilbur and techno is basically inevitable. but he'd befriend everyone, even if only to a "oh yes, we've talked once! it was nice!" point.

+ he'd be a bit too anxious to talk to tommy, but he'd probably try and befriend him over building stuff, that when he was still a newbie, making cute gardens and tents here and there with the little guy. he'd probably attempt to act like an older sibling just like he watched wilbur and techno do, not exactly soft-spoken but not being too loud so tommy could find a bit of peace in him, still laughing at his jokes and going "tommy, please..." between giggles when he's being mischievous. he'd be someone to suddenly crawl out of a hole just to help tommy when he was in exile, giving him food and some things dream wouldn't notice are different.

+ i like to think that the "tutorials" he'd use were actually lessons from phil. he'd visit him often and ask to help whenever he could, to which dadza couldn't say no to, getting proud whenever rt made something cool by himself or followed his tips while making something impressive for a newbie. they'd spend time building, but i think he'd end up asking rt for materials as well after techno had mentioned it to him one day. i don't think both ccs would like to get heavily involved in lore, so they'd probably talk about others just like they talk about them irl, except maybe once or twice for techno lore or wilbur lore.

+ he'd be good pals with eret too, being protective with him over fundy. they'd be the "we barely know each other but i respect YOU" duo. i think fundy would also really like him to the point of being a very present friend, visiting him often just to talk, maybe going on walks just to mess around. these two would come as package deal.

+ techno and him would act like they "just know each other," but they're actually almost best friends at that point. even though rt understands techno would rather be alone and do things on his own, he shows how he cherishes him by paying visits while bringing useful gifts, staying a bit to help techno here and there with like farming stuff or anything that is considered "not too much" as techno would say. if he called, techno would probably come running to help him. techno also likes the fact rt is good friends with phil, takes care of tommy and is someone who deeply cares about wilbur. i would like to think he'd actually help techno during the butcher happenings because of how close they could've gotten.

+ rtsoot. how do i get started on rtsoot. i don't think he would be the reason for rt to show up at the dsmp, i think rt actually would've wandered there and accidentally found a home for himself, but he'd have arrived just as soon as l'manberg would start counting down its last days. wilbur wouldn't have seen him yet, but rt had heard of his friend being there. the first time wilbur sees him, he has already become unhinged, throwing a "you've gotta be fucking kidding me. you, out of all people, rt?" at him and making him already notice something's happening. i don't like thinking they'd interact much other than wilbur visiting him once and acting very weird, saying things that would make rt worry even more, all while they're just picking berries outside in the forest. after that, wilbur dies, ghostbur comes along, rt helps tommy deal with that while he himself has to deal with the fact he saw wilbur's own father kill him. he feels incredibly depressed whenever he sees ghostbur, and even though the ghost treats him with lots of kindness, even bringing him berries with a huge note half apologizing half trying to understand what he's apologizing for one evening, he's not able to look at him in the eyes. it's not even a shell of his best friend, it's just a blurry image of his face staring right back at him, nothing about the man rt loved (/p) behind those eyes. when revivedbur comes back, he ends up getting closer to him, and when he notices something is ten times worse, he desperately tries to fix him (personally loving the idea of rt going "this isn't you, wilbur! this isn't my wilbur!" and will being so pissed off at him that he grabs his hand and puts on top of his chest just to go "feel this, rt? you don't, right? because i'm dead. your wilbur is fucking dead. i'm the walking corpse of your beloved best friend and everything he wasn't enough to be. you're facing an illusion, but when you look into my eyes you're facing reality. snap out of that pathetic fairytale of yours.") but after getting manipulated to hell and back, he just completely turns on wilbur. would also like to have him take maybe his 2nd life, the fall to a single life remaining and having wilbur as the one who pushed him would be soooooo good. maybe towards the end, if rt is still mentally stable (lol) wilbur could come back and try to apologize, not really knowing how to make it up for rt ("i hated it whenever you looked into my eyes. because i was here. he is. he never died, you know? your wilbur. and i'm sorry that i made it look like i killed your best friend, when he had been standing right in front of you this entire time.")

+ quackity is his "right person, wrong time and wrong judgment." it starts with something silly, like they're having a conversation with someone they both know but they keep saying stuff that clashes, so they're just weirded out by each other since the start. it gets worse when rt helps techno with the butcher thing – fundy easily forgives him, while ranboo and tubbo are understanding of rt's motives, but quackity just gets incredibly mad at him to the point of growing some kind of hatred towards him. they have peak tension after quackity finds out rt has been getting manipulated by wilbur, drama ensues, but quackity ends up saving his life at one point because he doesn't actually hate him, their feelings towards each other were simply messy since they barely ever talked. from then on, it starts to get better, and i think they'd make a good pair. i'd like to think he'd join las nevadas at some point with the sole reason of gambling his ass off but he'd rather do bets with quackity.

#rtgame #rtsoot #i think? LOL #also also i'd love to keep writing more of this so i'll maybe reblog myself with some cool additions when my brain starts working again #also 3x i really want quackity and rtgame interactions idk why i just need them so bad #i need rt back with tommy too:( they got sibling dynamic too i Die #ALSO AM I USING THE RTGAME TAG TOO MUCH I HATE IT HERE IDK HOW TUMBLR ETIQUETTE WORKS OR WHATEVER /GEN

[issybettyx]

I’m gonna infodump and ramble about dsmp lore because i’ve just watched all the sad-ist animatics and my brain is making me wanna scream about it

— // spoilers for dsmp, may be dark themes, some content may be triggering for certain readers. Everything is c! , unless otherwise specified

I’m gonna start my ramble with c!technoblade, because in my opinion his character is severely misjudged in several situations. I encourage discussion over this, but also someone got extremely angry at me once over this so as stupid as this is gonna sound please respect my thoughts please and thank you x

Techno joins the game to help out his friends, Tommy and Wilbur, in taking down a government that wronged them.

Reasons he did this:

1. To help his friends when they were in need of a power he held

2. To see the fall of a government - anarchy

3. Knowing him he probably had nothing else better to do

Just him joining the server shows his motives, his beliefs, and his relationships with other characters. He cares about his friends to put his life on the line, and canonically his citizenship in one of the only proper countries.

My man literally said “my friends are in need i’m gonna go help them :D”

And then, he told them his beliefs. He said how he was against government overall and wanted to take the government down, and wilbur and tommy went ‘yep great cool we can work with that’. So, Techno spent days upon days farming potatoes, grinding for netherite and potions and tnt and so so many things to help them take over the most powerful people on the server. Techno spent so much time on these people, he helped them take down the opposition in the war of manberg vs pogtopia.

And then they put a new president in power.

Wilbur and Tommy knew this directly opposed their most powerful ally’s only condition for his help, and Tommy was surprised when Techno betrayed them. Bestie, wake up, you literally betrayed him, ily but also- should’ve expected it.

Anyways, Techno’s like ‘literally everyone hates me, so ima run away to the snow to make them happier and i also can’t be arsed with government i’m gonna live alone in the snow’ and they go ‘hahahah no we’re the butcher army formed to unalive you’ and literally blackmail this man.

Did Techno kinda kill a bunch of people and spawn two withers? Yes. Does he deserve some kind of punishment? Probably. But if he’s literally left your country for the better of you and you actively seek him out to take his life? Yeah that’s not very cool of you man

Oh and not to mention they put his mate on house arrest and stole his things just to unalive him, that also wasn’t very cool.

What was cool however was Techno being an absolute badass and escaping with all three lives anyways. That man was literally in the worst position being blackmailed after trying to be peaceful and still got out alive. Then quackity got stabbed in the face with an axe, which was lowkey deserved seeing as he was holding Carl captive, like don’t bring animals into it what did they ever do to you? The pet war was enough pet stress thank youuuuu

After that was the exile stuff wasn’t it? Tommy’s just escaped from a toxic environment after an attempt on his life seeking refuge in his old friend’s home.

Now, this part is something that I absolutely love about Techno’s character.

Before this point, Techno had been wronged by Tommy. Tommy had gone against him, betrayed him, got mad at him for taking Tubbo’s life despite him not exactly having an option. Techno had no reason to let him stay. Not to mention Tommy hardly asked, he kind of broke in, stole his things and demanded it be his home and tried to kick Techno out.

And you know what Techno did? He offered protection, he offered help, he offered his home and he offered to be Tommy’s friend.

Despite literally everything he still went ‘sure tommy you can stay, and i’ll even help you get your discs back!’

And, omg, when he opened the door to the room with the wither skulls and said ‘no body’s seen this, not even phil’. Oh my goodness, shivers. Techno and Phil are like closest besties, Techno would trust Phil with his life, and he still trusts Tommy to see his hard work before anyone else.

Some would say it was a threat, Techno seeing the threat on this wanted exiled child staying under his roof and wanting to send a message to him to not even try and threaten him or his friends. Like for example when Tommy took Antfrost hostage and made him mine, tried to take Techno hostage and immediately backed off with the threat; Tommy knows how powerful Techno truly is, he couldn’t mess with him.

Personally, I would say it’s quite the opposite. It’s a way for Techno to say ‘i trust you, i’ll protect you no matter the cost’. Maybe that’s just my bedrockbros fluff loving brain, but remember when Tommy and Techno were surrounded by the server and Tommy decided to join them instead of stand beside Techno? And Techno said something along the lines of ‘i’ll fight them all off, you run’. He was literally willing to risk everything to get Tommy away safe, he was worried for him and was going to sacrifice his life.

And after everything Techno did for Tommy, he went back to the people who hurt him and away from the one person who’d offered him protection no matter how much he hurt him in the past.

And that fact, that Techno was going to sacrifice everything for a kid who cared little for him at all, hurts me way more than it should for minecraft roleplay.

I’m gonna be honest and say I have no clue what happened between then and Doomsday. Genuinely, I have zero clue, so I’m gonna watch some vods tonight of between then and doomsday to see how in hells name they got from tommy rejoining new l’manberg and techno, phil and dream blowing up new l’manberg and making it into l’manhole.

Anyways, this is the only part of c!technoblade that i just sit and wonder why he did that.

I’m assuming he was angry at them, angry at the butcher army for trying to unalive him and for putting phil on house arrest. He once said how if someone showed him kindness he would repay it tenfold, but if someone caused harm to his friends they would be absolutely fucked (not his words). They threatened Phil, and therefore they paid for it.

Do i agree with his reasoning? Not really no, but I can see where he was coming from. Spite is a powerful motivator.

His other part of reasoning would be the concept of anarchy, of taking down the government that was telling people what they should do. To be on Tubbo’s side here is literally the only right thing, as much as i love c!techno, Tubbo tried his best to protect his people and build a safe country, similar to early l’manberg but with a significant lack of dictators and discrimination. New L’Manberg was, all in all, a welcoming country, and Tubbo made sure of that.

And then, boom.

Literally it was all blown up.

After doomsday, not much happened for a while really. They just kinda chilled.

Then, you know what was formed? The absolutely awesome and infamous Syndicate, an anarchy group that is so incredible they did nothing but sound awesome. The Syndicate are literally my favourite people ever.

Boom Dream’s in prison, Quackity tricks Techno into going in, locks him in, Techno being absolutely awesome goes ‘how can i make the most of this? I know: gain knowledge’

So that’s what he does, forcing dream to write books on books of everything he knows before finally getting teleported out.

Now, for those who don’t know, Techno owed Dream a favour. Remember how i said Techno got his life threatened by the butcher army and got his horse Carl stolen? Yeah Dream kinda helped him get Carl back, smart move on his end, and made him indebted to Dream. So, Techno kind of had to get Dream out, and also got Ranboo out in the process? We never found out why Ranboo wanted to go into the prison so bad, I have a feeling it was his enderwalking or something but whatever.

Guess who dies? Ranboo. Jeez that was forever ago wasn’t it? Poor Tubbo he deserved so much better.

Then after that it was THE REVENGERS. The best trio ever who literally no one expected;

A traitor, an anarchist and an ex-president.

All joined together to save Michael the beloved, and to be horrible to Sam who literally let a prisoner, albeit a terrible person, be tortured and trap an almost but also kind of not innocent person inside with him (Techno did bad things but not bad enough to be in the main cell of Pandora’s Vault, that place was meant for someone as horrible as c!dream).

The Revengers was definitely one of my favourite streams; three people who are meant to hate each other putting aside their differences for one common goal, and coming out civil. I think it was pretty awesome, character development my beloved.

And that was basically c!techno. In summary, he was caring, protective of his friends, stuck to his beliefs, stuck to his word, strong, and he was able to put aside his emotions for the better of others on several occasions.

C!technoblade is one of my favourite characters, he was developed amazingly, his humour was fantastic. Everything he did for tommy and wilbur was more than he should’ve, he put his all into making sure others were okay even when he hated them. Did he blow up a few people and a few countries? Maybe. But he was awesome, and i find people misunderstand him a lot.

I could talk about c!technoblade for ages and not get bored, he’s so interesting and I could study his every action and continue to say how awesome he is, but we must move forward onto my next favourite character:

C!Wilbur.

Now, the difference between c!techno and c!wilbur is the fact that most of c!techno’s things i picked out were unintentional, whereas c!wilbur was so thoughtfully created and shaped into this selfish lying character.

Wilbur joined and immediately made a drug van, dragging Tommy with him. This drug van was developed into L’manberg, and Wilbur took his role as president seriously, fighting for his country’s independence. But you know who finally gained them independence after several walls and wars? A child who was dragged into the entire thing by his big brother, a child who gave up two of the most important things to him to give his older brother what he wanted most.

L’manberg gained independence, but Wilbur knew he was a dictator. Now, this, in my opinion, is the first time we see the real c!wilbur.

Wilbur says “let’s run an election but make me the only running candidate”, his first proof of manipulative nature that sends his country into literal ruins (butterfly effect is certainly something). Obviously, people are against this, especially Quackity who was rejected citizenship because he wasn’t european. Quackity was angry at Wilbur, and knew the best way to piss him off would be to take away what he built from the ground up.

Wilbur’s like ‘well fuck I gotta play this off’, which is his first time actively lying.

Election in summary: POG2020 (wilbur) gets 45% of the overall votes. SWAG2020 (quackity) loses. But, Schlatt had formed his own government (SCHLATT2020) and formed a coalition government with SWAG2020, together gaining 46% of the vote. Coconut2020 (fundy) gained the other 9%.

Wilbur and Tommy were exiled, Technoblade joined the server.

Now, exile was not easy on Wilbur.

For a while, he’d been sending letters to Philza, his Dad, and had started lying. Wilbur had wrote how he’d won the election, how he was doing well. Why would he lie? Phil’s his dad right? Philza is a caring character, he would love his son and help his son, why would Wilbur lie?

Well, he’d put all of his effort into building this nation, he probably felt weak admitting that he’d lost everything he’d created, how he’d let down Tommy and he didn’t want to admit that.

This was the start of Wilbur’s drive to insanity.

Exile absolutely destroyed Wilbur. He wanted to feel empowered, he wanted to have control. So, he took advantage of those around him.

What Wilbur truly wanted was his country back (though at the end of exile he felt like he had no choice, he felt like it wasn’t his and he gave it up), and he saw Techno offering his help and took advantage of it.

He saw Tommy willing to do anything for Wilbur, following his steps, wanting to become president because Wilbur was a president. He saw Tommy wanting to be the hero and led him in the revolution, made Tommy feel like he was a part of something bigger than himself. Wilbur was in control of Tommy, and he made sure to take advantage of this, making him feel weaker than he was capable of (“you’re never going to be president, Tommy”) so he would listen to and follow his every word and command.

Manberg vs Pogtopia, they win. But Wilbur’s lost all sense of self; he isn’t the courageous respected man he once was, but a shell of him, and he knows this.

// suicide - ends at next double forward slash (//)

Wilbur gets his country back, and he puts Tommy in charge. A child who had to grow up too fast, a child who’s been under his brother’s arm and also his control without knowing, a child who was exiled aged 16 who was dragged into a horrid world full of death and horror.

Tommy had gone through so much, and so he handed over the country to the person he trusted the most; Tubbo.

Wilbur, meanwhile, leaves, knowing Technoblade will betray them in to go to the button room (i swear it has a name i just don’t remember it), where his father - who in fact he’s been lying to for however long - shows up and stops him. His song is etched into wood on the walls, an example of his identity, of his life’s work, of his love for singing and his entire reasoning for living. And his father shows up, telling him to stop, telling him there’s more to life, that his symphony doesn’t have to be unfinished. (“My l’manberg! Phil! My unfinished symphony forever unfinished!”)

Wilbur feels lost and alone. He’s manipulated his friends and lied to his father (cough cough c!wilbur’s two most distinctive traits cough cough). He knows he isn’t his father’s son anymore, he isn’t the kid who won the election, and this guilt eats him up so much he throws his sword at his father’s feet and orders him to kill him.

The country is blown up at Wilbur’s hand. In English Teacher Terms (ETT^TM), this symbolises him ending his manipulative and lying ways. Everything he built, lost, and got back has been destroyed, and his people stare at him as his father takes his final life.

//

Limbo: Wilbur was stuck in a train station for like 13-14 years.

Ghostbur: everything good about Wilbur. For example, his love for his family. Ghostbur spends a most of his time with Tommy, Techno and Phil. He has friend on a lead, the blue of his wool a symbol for how Wilbur tried to help people but his efforts were completely pointless. Ghostbur gives people some blue wool to rid them of their worries. It’s a childish fantasy, it doesn’t work no matter how much he wishes it would. Alivebur did this a lot, he did things that he thought would help others but it just didn’t, but his want to help was still evident, ghostbur just lacks the manipulative negative side of that.

Revivedbur: he immediately starts a new country, it’s all he knows, a form of comfort after years and years of the same horrid thing over and over and over again. He drags another child with him, Ranboo, and finds nostalgia in Tommy’s presence and controllability. When Wilbur was in limbo, Tommy went through hell and back, and it takes ages for Tommy to admit this, showing the lack of trust he now holds for Wil.

The moment Wilbur realises what Dream did to Tommy in exile, he goes ballistic. Wilbur still cares about Tommy, he still manipulates him and makes him do his bidding, but Tommy is still his brother and he still cares so much for him, so much so he’s willing to unalive his ‘hero’ for him. This shows how much he truly cares for Tommy, but i believe this also makes him come a realisation that his presence around Tommy was negative.

He has this moment of realisation where he goes “this kid has been wronged, i need to protect him- but my presence never truly helped him, maybe he would be better without me?”

So he begins his plan to leave. (To utah which totally isn’t an allegory of death, which totally doesn’t correlate to when he lost his final canon life, i’ll go into that at the end) he realises truly how many people he hurt, and he goes around and apologises to them.

Most people prove his point. Most people, the conversations went a bit like this:

“I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay I forgive you.”

Proving that people so easily fall at the feet of those powerful enough, or at the feet of those they love most.

Despite being wronged, they still hold their love for Wilbur for all the good things he did.

The only person who didn’t forgive him was his son, Fundy, who’d let his hatred for Wilbur sink in literal years ago when he went against them as coconut 2020 in the l’manberg election. Fundy met the same fate as his father, and it made Wilbur realise that maybe he didn’t deserve a better death than his son had.

But he doesn’t want Tommy to know that.

Now, in Wilbur’s latest stream (qsmp day 1), he said how Utah was an allegory to death. And that got me thinking: why would Wilbur lie to Tommy?

As I said previously, two of C!wilbur’s main traits were manipulation and lying. After he was revived, he led everyone to believe that he was a changed man. After everything, after exile and limbo and the burger van, he said how he’d changed.

But he never really changed, did he?

C!wilbur was an example of someone who, deep down, never truly changed. The things that did change, however, was his motivations.

Wilbur continued to lie. He lied to Tommy about Utah, but he said he was changed didn’t he?

In exile, he lied to protect himself. He lied because he felt weak, he felt angry, and he didn’t want anyone to feel like they had more power than he did, that they knew him better than he did.

As a wise man once said, “If you know thy self, and you know thy enemy, you need not fear the result of a thousand battles.” (Or something like that). Wilbur knew that if his enemy, and even his allies, knew him, they could control him, they could see through him and his lies and his manipulation.

But, after Tommy told him about exile, his motives changed from protecting himself to protecting his loved ones. He wanted to protect Tommy, and throughout his whole life there was one thing he knew best, and that was lying.

// suicide - ends at next two forward slashes (//)

So when Tommy asked if Wilbur was going to unalive himself, he said no. He said he was going to Utah.

This showed he didn’t change in his ways; he didn’t find better ways to deal with things. But his motives changed.

C!wilbur once looked at c!tommy and saw a child full of potential. Before he left for “utah”, he looked at Tommy and saw a child who never got to be. So he protected him from the truth, so that any remaining youth in him could be saved.

As i said before with Techno, i could talk about c!wilbur for ages, i didn’t even talk about ‘the wilbur van’ or ‘healthy competition’ or a more in depth reasoning and symbolism behind ghostbur.

However this post is very long, and i’m very tired, and this has taken me like two hours to write and i haven’t even talked about c!tommy and c!tubbo yet, so that is a job for another day. If you somehow read all this way, i am firstly very proud of you, and secondly i hope you enjoyed my somehow brief infodump about dsmp, because i have been hyperfixed on this server for over two years and I never get to talk about it, so yeah :D

C!technoblade my beloved

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[anarchy-and-piglins]

One thing that hit me really hard last night and still does (hence me making a post. Screaming at the void makes me feel beter) is that I made my Discord server on Feb 17th. Almost three weeks after the Avenging Ranboo stream.

And I remember very clearly how often we would joke about looking forward to the first 'Techno dsmp lore stream' we'd get to experience together. How the server would lose their collective minds. How we would scream and laugh in the watch party.

In the end the only Technoblade content we got to experience together was the Hypixel charity stream with Ranboo, Tommy's tournament video, and the VR video. And each time was such a blast. For the charity stream in particular I recall staying up till 4 am just to freak out with my friends.

But I really was looking forward to a dsmp stream. My server is built around c!Techno. We talked about him constantly, theorized, shared and made fanfic and fanart. He brought us together.

It's so bittersweet to think we didn't know yet that c!Techno's story was already over. We never got to experience that hype together.

(there are a lot of older streams me and some others on my server never saw beyond clips. Pogtopia, Nov 16, the butcher army, Doomsday. When things calm down and the pain isn't so fresh, we'll hold a watch party. We WILL get to watch lore together.)

#One again not reblogable #I just needed to get this off my chest bc it made me sad

[melodyfsoul1]

My DreamSMP Head Canons:

c!Philza

- his clothing style is japanese and he has matching clothes for himself and Mumza

- he had short hair when he was really young and grew it out over centuries while exploring

- He cut his hair after he killed c!Wilbur

- he used to be an explorer/ adventurer and became a builder when he settled down in his hardcore world

- he had three lives, but lost two of them during his adventures

- he is a human, (not an avian hybrid like most like to hc) so he wasn't born with wings, they were a gift from Lady Death

- his wife is Lady Death aka "HER"/ aka the Death Goddess Mumza

- she noticed him during one of his adventures and grew fond of him, and always watched over him. The first time they met was when c!Phil lost his first life, they fell for each other and she let him go by reviving him. The next time they met was after c!Phil's 2nd death. c!Mumza wanted to make sure her lover would have a long life before joining her in the void, so she gave him wings so he could flee from danger. Instead he ended up working for her

- c!Phil reaped the souls of the dying and brought them to Lady Death who then guides the souls to rest in the void

- c!Phil is immortal, meaning he wont die of old age, but can be killed, by now he is several centuries old, but ages very slowly

- on one of his later adventures he met c!Techno was a young adult by then and became his friend & teacher

- after several years of travelling the lands together, c!EmeraldDuo ended up on SMP Earth where they started the Antartic Empire, there c!Phil earned the nick name "Angel of Death"

- he took pride in his wings and was a skilled flyer

- he made a name for himself and is even known amongst the gods, befriending some of them

- he is a good swordman

- c!Wilbur was brought to c!Phil by Lady Death when he was a newborn, it turned out c!Wilbur even though he is a half god, he isnt immortal

- he joined the DSMP to look for c!Wilbur

- c!Phil lost the primary feathers of his left wing in the first L'Manburg explosion while shielding c!Wilbur and has been unable to fly since then

- c!Phil killed c!Wilbur not knowing he was on his last canon life, being informed about it later by Lady Death (who wasnt able to take her son's soul because he went to limbo)

- since he lost his ability to fly c!Phil is trapped on the Dream SMP and can't visit Lady Death anymore. So Lady Death sprouted the enchanted forest around the Arctic Commune to protect him and his friends. c!Phil takes care of the forest for her

- Lady Death sometimes uses her human form to visit c!Phil in the forest, but she can never stay for long

- c!Techno is the only person next to Lady Death who is allowed to touch c!Phil's wings, who helps him groom them (c!Wilbur learned to do it, but was always away travelling and c!Fundy was never taught to take care of wings)

- when he misses flying, he visits high places like in the mountains to let the breeze flow through his wings

- c!Phil takes care of c!Techno & animals when he's hybernating

-he likes to tinker a lot & repair things, terraform and prefers including organic looks/ nature into his builds, cottage core etc

- he shows bird like behaviour, like chirping when he is happy, and his wings puffing up when scared or trying to intimidate

- Chat aka his Crows bring him knickknacks / shiny things to cheer him up

- he can understand his crows and uses them to deliver letters

- one special crow, named Brian, is a personal messenger to Lady Death

- c!Phil wears a golden pearl chain with an attached feather of Lady Death on his hat, and she wears one of c!Phil's feathers on her hat, as well as a little hardcore heart juwelery which c!Phil crafted for her

- c!Phil has a hardcore heart emblem embroided on all his clothes signifying his one remaining life

- he wears an earring crafted from the Friendship Emerald given to him by c!Techno

#My DreamSMP Head Canons #dream smp #Dsmp #headcanon #philza minecraft #Philza #c!philza #c!mumza #Mumza #technoblade #c!techno #c!emerald duo

[its-elvie-innit]

Gives you a plate of bread and some soup to share! Tell me about what the mcytblr elections were like! I only saw posts in passing back in the day, it’d be cool to hear from a veteran!! :D

OKAY it is one am but you know what yeah let's get into the HORRORS that were honestly really fun. Let's share

I joined the fandom the same day I properly watched a tommyvod, the drista one on October 11th/12th 2020 at like 3 pm after school. If you look at that, lina, you will recognize that A. It is four days before the sixteenth, and B. It was TWO DAYS before I joined the election discord. The discord started the same day i joined practically. This event was so big and so good for meeting friends that it immediately ballooned the conversation.

The mcytblr election was started by one tumblr user called ADHDdream who posted this real neat tumblr post where they essentially went "lol man at this point I should be the president of mcytblr." And then EVERY OTHER PERSON on this site said yeah lol. Or what if I was. And within four hours every single person on mcytblr (at this point mcytblr was extremely small- and since the dsmp portion of it was the majority no one thought to differentiate between smps) had made parties and alliances and an actual coalition, although that might have taken more like five hours. It was like penismp if penis smp managed 53,000 discord messages in one month. I was the one to start the original mcytblr brochure blog (@mcytblr-elections ) and I started it literally before I even joined the election discord. It was THE event and it started about three months of dedicated roleplay. I met victoy maybe three days in and they brought me under their wing like an artistic baby bird.

Basically, there was a re-enactment of the dsmp elections but in real time. There was campaigning, posters, I made a minx-niki flag for fvck2020- that's how all of them were organized too, name2020, and you registered 9 policies with the mods (you also had to have a front runner and a second. They actually banned coalitions initially but like LOL no) in at which time you would have an official channel on the discord. Preliminaries were where we all set up original parties, and there was TONS of voter fraud because it was literally just a Google doc voting booth which was HILARIOUS but thats beside the point. The policies are a mirror of the culture atp, like inniter oppression (where I met uncertain!!) And making sure everyone got free stuff

There was a whole lot of hype, and roleplays were starting up immediately. Silverfish2020 turned into a 100 person strong cult almost immediately and as tumblr tends to do, many MANY inside jokes were formed. I recently annoyed my friend with a sc of the #mpreg-rp channel which had someone role-playing jschlatt as a pisswife. It became the biggest hub for watching streams, too. I vividly remember organizing with a few main character staples who would watch who in the election discord so we could all let each other know what was going on in the festival stream (btw little known fact but even with two backups my stream crashed on Nov and Oct 16th during the TNT parts. I have still to this day never watched lmanburg actually blow up properly.

IGNORING ALL THAT though the mcytblr election absolutely SUCKDD. For one main reason okay and I'm okay saying this now b/c all the old mods have moved on

Tldr the mods were SO CONTROLLING

I am not kidding I was literally fighting with a mod on day three (when the fundy community was big, this was a mainstay blig for the fundy followers) because of a party called Anarchy 2020- Anarchy2020 was essentially the fun happy-go-lucky dudes that were like "we should all topple this government! Not my president! Revolution!". There were lots of tnt jokes n essentially it was a party dedicated to everyone who didn't want to have a president or just wanted to roleplay a revolution, but since it didn't technically have party runners it couldn't be voted for. And also one of the mods was A. An anarchist and B. A total weirdo. They literally said "THEYRE USING IT WRONG AND IT MAKES ME ANGY CUZ IM AN ACTUAL ANARCHIST FKFBFKFJ" that's quoted. It was basically a response to people not voting and wanting to overthrow. Freaking weird bro they made it such a big deal ANYWAY

There was a whole multi-chara roleplay!! Soul (,wow I knew them!!!) won the election, there was a whole countdown and everything- quotes2020 beat silverfish2020 by FOUR votes. There was uproar!!!! Revolution!!!! ANARCHY!!!!

The election basically created that community. There were a few tumblr events to happen after it (by the way, funny phenomenon, but mcytwt actually copied every event we did with WAY less success like a few days after each. Wonder how that went) like friend or host (I joined it. I was the first contestant out of the ONLY round if friend or host ever I think. Imagine being the first person eliminated after holding a bird mask 2 ur face for ten minutes. Girl that shit was so awkward) the mcytblr prom (I did NO roleplay but I did dress up) and mcytblr highschool??? I think. There were two more elections after it that i consider canonical, but really only the very first two (out of like five) had anything really stick around. But bro it was so good and I didn't even get to half of it. I'll leave you with a screenshot of jpiss from the mcytblr got talent mpreg-rp chat

Edit: @the-royal-bat-snake

I'm editing this post because GOL-LEE I Forgot. How fucking obnoxious that was. Anyways hands up for the only remaining quotes member. This makes u better than everyone else <3

#this took me 40 min to type #everyone was so iconic i miss them #mcyt #dream smp #dsmp #lina!! #ask!! #save

[memryse]

Au!Scott question! Wann give me the rundown? I've only seen some Fanart (which looked AWESOME) but I don't even know what au stands for >< so if u wanna give me an introduction...? that'd be epic uwu

ive tried posting this like three times now and i think it just doesn’t want to let me include a clip so you’ll all have to do without sorry

ausmp = area unknown smp! it’s guqqie’s server, i don’t know too much about it beyond au!scott bc i got into it just for him like a week ago and haven’t gotten around to watching much else but the vibe i get is a sort of dsmp level vibe of “friends fucking around but also heavy lore”. nobody is fully human on this server and if you think you are? think again apparently :D <- soupforeloise didn’t like that one! scott isn’t in the server from the start and when he does join he takes the role of the main villain.

au!scott is, in cc scott’s own words, what alsmp vampire scott would have been if alsmp had been more lore heavy. he’s a demon, the ruler of hell, and also aimsey’s brother. aimsey is also a demon, but was never as good (evil) at being a demon as scott. they had too much love in their heart, they were too human in nature, so they ran away to escape both hell itself and scott - until scott shows up and finds them :) scott is just. yeah. pure evil here. he’s manipulative and specifically delights in making aimsey’s life miserable. he refuses to do manual labour and everything that he owns is stolen from another player. he’s smug and awful and violent to aimsey’s face (and later eloise’s) but to everyone else he’s the new guy :) he’s lovely and friendly and everyone loves him. nobody would ever believe aimsey - a demon who already has a reputation for causing trouble - over him, right? :) he’s here to take aimsey back to hell, but he wants to stick around a bit first. for funsies. he’s smug, manipulative, lies in every sentence he says and is entirely used to getting his own way. he’s continually learning that very few things - and people - in the overworld are fireproof. he’s immortal and, unlike aimsey, is not afraid of water… no spoilers but let’s just say there is a reason au!aimsey doesn’t like water and it is not because it’s innate to demons. so no fucking wonder he’s smug he’s basically invincible for now (in lore this will change. Outside of lore owen is really fucking mad about this and keeps insisting au!scott is actually also allergic to water)

other than lying his hobbies include manipulation, twisting other people’s words to get what he wants, redecorating other people’s homes with nether items when they’re not in and more lying and making aimsey’s life miserable and more lying. the redecorating usually involves hiding corruption in their walls. incidentally he does canonically know xornoth and has said that this is similar to what xornoth used - he doesn’t personally usually use corruption, he prefers manipulation and outright brute force, but he’s curious about its effects on overworlders. however as i said he puts it in their walls rather than like massive tentacles lol.

he has a rlly fun dynamic with owen too imo. owen is a ghost with a very inconsistent memory, and scott is very interested in him because he senses something darker in him. he keeps pushing to corrupt owen by trying to get him to steal etc but they’re both playing mind games with each other because owen is also extremely sharp and is beginning to cotton on that scott is perhaps not the honest, kind and generous man he appears to be. If youve seen the axolotl thing you know exactly what i mean i watched that at like 6am because i couldn’t sleep and my heart was in my mouth.

in conclusion i love minecraft guys that are just the worst guys imaginable and au!scott is so so very up there.

#ask

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

I posted 7,857 times in 2022

That's 907 more posts than 2021!

301 posts created (4%)

7,556 posts reblogged (96%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@yb-cringe

@dancinglifeboat

@ultimate-queen-of-fandoms2

@bdoubleowo

@gardenergulfie

I tagged 5,500 of my posts in 2022

Only 30% of my posts had no tags

#mcyt - 4,507 posts

#empires smp - 1,268 posts

#hermitcraft - 914 posts

#double life - 572 posts

#alsmp - 352 posts

#mcc - 309 posts

#3rd life - 269 posts

#dsmp - 260 posts

#last life - 180 posts

#rats smp - 154 posts

Longest Tag: 133 characters

#i originally watched it bc ive watched both grian and scott’s content for years and i was so stoked to see a series they were both on

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

i think the best thing about green geckos winning is that lizzie was with scott irl and was vehemently rooting against her husband and was devastated when his team won KSDGKHF

620 notes - Posted September 24, 2022

#4

People trying to decide if Scott is teasing empires s2 or 3rd/last life s3

652 notes - Posted May 21, 2022

#3

Upon Jimmy's insistence that he wasn't a toy, Scott went "what if I want to play with you?" And while in his empire Scott made no less than three handcuff jokes. I hate him (affectionate)

694 notes - Posted July 25, 2022

#2

There's something kind of poetic about all of the buildings burning after Tango, the one commonly associated with fire, dying. The canary died and the blazeborn made sure the world burned because of it.

1,458 notes - Posted July 15, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

mmmmm okay i need to rant a little bc i am seeing people shit on scott smajor about pride mcc already. i am so fucking pissed off at all the people who are like “you should be aiming for 100% lgbtq actually 😌” like shut the fuck up. he said 50% MINIMUM. and that’s likely bc of schedule conflicts and shit so every single lgbtq+ streamer who’s ever played mcc might not be available or even sign up. ALSO. STOP FUCKING ASSUMING PEOPLE’S IDENTITIES. there could be streamers participating who might seem “straight” but may actually be queer and just aren’t out yet. like for example, lizzie was in last year’s pride mcc but didn’t come out as bi until after the event. so it’s probably likely that there are people participating who may be out among friends, but not to the community, and that’s fine. people should be able to come out when they’re ready (unlike the fucking fiasco that was basically people forcing dream to come out before he was ready).

also can we take a moment and see how fucking shitty it is that people are being cruel and hateful to a GAY man for organizing a pride event for charity. like take a step back and look at how fucked up that is.

anyway tl;dr- stop fucking complaining about mcc pride and realize there are a lot of logistical things going into this, as well as recognizing that there could be closeted people in the event- or even just allies! shouldn’t the aim be support here? shouldn’t it be nice to see straight people supporting queer people? is it that fucking hard to believe? anyway, support scott smajor or die by my blade

3,247 notes - Posted May 30, 2022

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#tumblr2022 #year in review #my 2022 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #HELP MY MOST POPULAR POST WAS ME TELLING PPL TO STOP BEING SHIT TO SCOTT SMAJOR #YKNOW WHAT? KINDA PROUD OF THAT ACTUALLY

[tscritical]

When DWIT thoughts came out. I was graduating my sophomore year of high school. I am now a sophomore in COLLEGE. I remember talking to my therapist in detail about the redux episode over online therapy in July of thr first wave of the pandemic. And since then, what have we really got? I feel bad bitching about this because the one friend I tried to talk about it was like 'content creators don't owe people anything'. Except. They kinda do if people are literally paying them via patreon? And it's the main thing you're known for? And you give us nothing in between?

Idk, part of me just wants closure. That's why I fucking hate what's happening to the dsmp right now. I left Sanders Sides for the DreamSMP and honestly, I don't regret it. But Dream and Thomas have something in common. Taking an amazing, unique series. And never giving the fans proper closure. Granted Dream is worse than Thomas because he's an actual groomer, but the situation with the finale and dsmp season 2, which I won't be watching, felt all too familiar.

If Thomas wants to stop doing Sanders Sides, or even can't, he should TELL US. He should tell us no more content us coming. That he's sorry, but without Joan(I hope I spelled their name right) he can't continue. Apologize, but step away. At least we'd have an answer!

I'm sorry for rambling in your ask box. You just seem to be the only person actually talking about this. I've unfollowed most Sanders Sides account, deleted all the fanart off my phone, stopped roleplaying. But I met my best friend, my WIFE through Sanders Sides on tumblr! I named myself after a character! I sent that ask (the one about being named Patton) when I was half asleep and a little delusional after studying all night.

I wish I had waited till I was into MCYT to name myself. I fucking realized I was trabs because of Thomas. If I had the Dsmp, or Hermitcraft, I'm pretty sure my name would be Wilbur, or Ren. But I chose Patton. And the guy who helped me chose my name, is kind of a dick.

literally i don’t understand how people can say “thomas doesn’t owe us anything” as if there aren’t people literally putting money directly in his pockets via patreon so that we can have content. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.

idk anything about dsmp other than what ive gleaned from mutuals’ posts, but i believe u lol (im more of a hermits kinda guy, particularly smajor, goodtimeswithscar, and LDShadowLady) (really hope nothing comes out about those three or i might quit the internet /hj)

and yeah thomas needs to be upfront about the behind the scenes shit (which is why im glad he posted that video recently!!! even if i feel like the details are still… somewhat vague… but he’s trying i guess?)

im sorry everything’s turned sour for you patton </3 i get it, believe me i get it

let’s just hope that things improve at least somewhat 🤞🏻

#and i dont wanna be the guy whos like ‘you used a word wrong’ but idk if you used the word delusional right lol #like i dont wanna assume your experiences but as a literal delusional person im. wary about that word lmao #asks #ts critical #ts criticism

[y-akkun]

Watched a lot of DSMP animatics today so its on my mind. Well, got thinking about c!Technoblade after watching Casserole’s “Under the Surface” c!Tubbo animatic.

What if, depending on how you view him he looks different? There’s his line of people only viewing him as The Blade, a weapon. And like, what if when you view him as a weapon, or just a warrior, or just someone to use, he’s this giant hulking piglin; pig head and all. He also looks this way when you’re afraid of him, too, etc. 

But when you see him as a friend, or even just simply like a person, he’s more human? Still has piglin features (i’m working off my headcanon/preference of him being a hybrid) He’s still got tusks, he’s still huge and beefy, cause well. He IS a warrior. But that’s not all he is. When you view him as a person, you start seeing all the other parts, too. He’s a farmer, he’s a bookworm, a giant greek mytho nerd, etc. 

Going along with this, I don’t think you can only see one or the other. It changes, because people’s views change. Going back to Casserole’s animatic (cause that’s where this hc stems from), Tubbo once saw him as a friend, so he saw the more human Techno. After the festival, he’s afraid of Techno; he sees him as the piglin brute. And after they rescue Michael, I can see Tubbo seeing the human Techno again. Maybe not all the time; there’s trauma there. But when they talk about mundane things, that’s humanoid Techno. When its a battle, that’s piglin Techno, etc.

I think this applies to Tommy all the way from the start; its a normal thing to him. Sometimes, its human Techno, this older brother figure. Other times, he’s The Blade, a badass piglin brute. And I can see Techno asking Tommy, “what do I look like to you?”, and maybe its during Pogtopia, at a time that Tommy definitely just saw Techno as The Blade, and Tommy replies honestly. He’s a piglin brute. And maybe that’s one of the reasons why Techno “betrays” them and unleashes the withers. It ties into what he says to Tommy, that he only ever saw Techno as a weapon. 

For Dream (cause I’m pretty big on RivalsDuo), if we base this simply on DSMP, then they first meet when Techno joins the smp. So Dream only sees Techno as The Blade, bc to him, Techno is just another pawn. Another person to use for his plans. But in the prison, when they’re roommates for three months, Techno starts looking different. He starts looking human. And I don’t think Dream would realize that he’s viewing/thinking of Techno differently, cause well. Its the prison. He’s being tortured, mans probably thinks its just hallucinations. Until he’s out of the prison for a while, and he crosses Techno’s path, and he still looks human.

Obviously Phil would always see Techno as human Techno. That’s his best bud. Even in the midst of battle, Phil sees Techno’s humanity. Its why Phil is Techno’s closet friend, why Techno is so sure that Phil would never betray him; bc even at his worst, Phil sees the real him. 

This got way longer than I thought it would, and I don’t think I properly articulated everything. I was shaping the hc as I wrote lol. I’m not super into the DSMP, and my knowledge of canon is very iffy. I kinda just stick with the parts that i like and overlook the rest, but for something like DSMP i think that’s fine

#thoughts #hc #dsmp #dream smp #technoblade #dsmp techno #rivalsduo #dsmp tubbo #dsmp tommy #dsmp phil #dsmp dream #headcanons #istg if i get any hate in my dm's #i'll cry #but no fr dont send hate im just gonna delete it and then you'll have just wasted your time :^) #not art

[hanahaki-disease]

Haven't I Given Enough?

Hermit! Tommy DSMP x Hermitcraft crossover fic

Chapter 2 | Where Fears and Lies Melt Away

Summary: The other side was confusing, to say the least, Tommy thinks. At least they haven't tried to kill him yet.

Word Count: 2420

Notes: Chapter title is from "Sanctuary" by Hikaru Utada

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It felt like a week before Stress saw the boy make any sign of life, though it was more like three days. Three days of careful monitoring and healing his injuries. Doc and her switched shifts now and then, most of the time was when she slept and he watched the boy or when Stress had to buy more supplies for both the kid and her base. And there were times when Stress felt as if the boy wasn’t going to wake up. Moments she’d be watching over him, making sure he was still breathing and his heart still beating, but his breath would hitch for too long and her heart would drop only for him to cough back to life. 

In the three days since he appeared, any information about him was kept between Iskall, Stress, Doc, and Xisuma. It was imperative, X had told them, that the others didn’t know about him until he figured out how he came to the server. Hermitcraft was a safe haven to many of the hermits, those who were hiding or who had fled from an evil in their past life. They relied on the safety the whitelist provided. They were at ease knowing that nothing could find and chase them, making them relive the worst moments in their lives.

But when he woke up, groggy, dazed, and very confused, the first thing Stress did was sit in the chair at the end of the bed. Waiting for when he noticed her.

He groaned when he propped himself up, leaning more on his left than his right. His eyes blinked rapidly for a few seconds as they tried to adjust to the sudden brightness of the room. The boy’s head turned to the right first, Stress watched him scan the chest monster that littered the ground of her base, then he turned to the left to stare out the window, watching the leaves rustle in the breeze. Eventually, the boy took notice of the other person in the room. 

She watched as he scooted further in his bed when he saw Stress, as if he was anticipating something from her. “Hello.”

The boy’s voice was a little raspy having been unused for a few days, “Where am I? Who are you?” 

“My name is Stress and you’re in HermitCraft,” she answered.

“Have you kidnapped me? Did Dream set you up to this?” He asked. “And don’t lie to me, I’ll take all your lives if you do.”

“I did not kidnap you. You were drowning in my pond three days ago and one of my friends and I rescued you,” Stress stood up from her seat and strode over to the brewing stand where the healing potion was almost finished. “I have no idea who Dream is but respawns are infinite so there’s no perma-death if that’s what you mean.”

The kid was quiet for a moment and Stress figured he was trying to wrap his head around the no perma-death, it made her wonder what kind of world he had come from. She knows that “joke” Iskall made a few days ago was supposed to be a joke, but something was telling her that it wasn’t. “Do you have any more questions?”

“Of course, I have more fuckin’ questions!” The kid yelled. “I woke up in a place I never fuckin’ been before talking to some random-ass lady who I’ve also never fucking met before in my life!”

Stress nodded her head and corked the healing potion and gave it a little shake, making sure the glistering melon wasn’t clumping at the bottom. “Valid, very valid. So ask your questions.” She walked up to the kid and gave him the potion before returning to her seat. “I’ll answer them to the best of my ability, love.”

“Is this poisoned?” He asked first, watching the glittery liquid inside swish from side to side.

“No,” Stress said. “You saw me make it, but if you want, I’ll take a drink to prove that it’s not.”

He uncorked the bottle and watched as a shimmery mist sprouted from the opening, leaving the smell of melting gold in its wake. A tell-tale sign it’s a health potion. Though the kid couldn’t rely on something like that, there were many times when he had to poison potions and had to make sure the smoke cloud hadn’t changed. It was difficult and took hours. This potion, however, was made in less than fifteen minutes, the average amount of time to brew a health potion. But, the kid still didn’t trust it. 

Stress walked to the bed, noticing his hesitation, “May I sit?” She sat at the end of the bed. Plenty of room between the two because she knows he doesn’t trust her, which is understandable, this is the first time they’ve met and it would be weird for him to give her his complete trust immediately. Stress took the bottle out of his hands and drank a little; a surge of energy rushed through her body and the particle effects began their ascension from her body, flurries of bright red swirls surrounding her. “See? It’s not poisoned.”

Handing the potion back to the kid, Stress watched as he took a few hesitant sips before finally finishing it. Just like herself, red swirls lifted off his skin to show that his body was absorbing the magic. “Why am I here? Why are you helping me? Do you want something?”

“I don’t know why you’re here,” Stress answered. “Our admin is trying to figure out both how and why you came to Hermitcraft, we have people here that want to stay safe and away from stuff, if they find out you’re here without coming the traditional way, they’ll freak.” The boy listened to her, trying to connect the dots in his head. “And I don’t need a reason to help you other than the fact that you were hurt and could’ve been dying. I could not stand for that, and neither could Doc, especially since you’re still a kid.”

“I’m not a kid!” The kid shouted. “I’m sixteen! But you still haven’t answered my question, lady, what do you want from me?”

“For you to get some rest and to get better.”

“Your lying,” he said. “No one does anything without getting something for themselves. So what is it?”

“Fine, you got me.” Stress pulled out her communicator and opened the private chat room to Xisuma ready and waiting. “I want you to tell my admin how you got here from wherever you came from so he can fix any bugs or glitches.”

“Ha! I knew it,” he said triumphantly. “I knew you were lying…wait, admin?”

“Yeah,” she says typing. “He said he’ll be here in a few minutes.”

“No! No! I don’t want to talk to him!” The kid shouts and for the first time since waking up, he gets out of bed. His breath quickened as he searched for a place to hide finding nothing in the not-yet-decorated base. “What if he attacks me for being here? I don’t want that asshole to kill me. He might kick me out or ban me because I fuckin’ trespassed on his server!”

“Oh, jeez,” Stress chuckles. “Xisuma couldn’t hurt a fly! That derp of an admin would never do that, and trust me, we have some hermits who’ve done some pretty intense stuff in the past and X never used it against him.” Stress patted the bed, signaling that she wants him to sit on the bed. “If you’re scared of being alone with him, I’ll stay with you.”

“No offense, lady, but I don’t trust you at all,” he says. “Hell, I don’t know if you're still lying to me, and your working with that bastard of an admin Dream!”

“And it’s perfectly fine to feel that way,” Stress slowly made her way to the boy. She could tell that whatever world he came from abused his trust; the people there used him for their own benefit, and he became a chess piece in someone else’s game. “But you need to tell our admin what you know so that he can help.”

“Why would he help me? I’m trespassing on his server and using up his potions and shit, he’ll probably beat the shit out of me and kick me out to the world hub!” The kid pressed himself along the wall. 

“I don’t think I could hurt a kid even if I wanted to.”

Stress looked behind her at the new voice. Clad in his usual green armor and purple-tinted visor, Xisuma walked through the empty base to where Stress and the kid were. His elytra fluttered behind him, trying to settle into a comfortable position after being used. In the few days that passed since the kids first arrived, Xisuma had changed parts of his armor. Bones became an accessory now that his bone farm was producing goods en masse. He had a skull propped on his right shoulder as a pauldron of some kind, the teeth just grazing his newly exposed arm (which Stress can say was the first time she ever saw his skin.) Across his torso was a reconstructed rib cage. The spine of it ended at his sternum and the rib stretched across him, making his chest larger than normal. Layered over his helmet was another skull, this one was more complete and intact, the jaw framed his face and added an extra inch to the already tall admin. If Stress didn’t know that this guy was her derp-filled, pacifist admin, she would be intimidated to all hell. Which was not a good way to prove to the frightened kid that Xisuma wasn’t someone to be scared of. 

“You say that and you’re wearing fucking bones!” The kid shouted. “Are those from the people you banned?! Did you kill them and made it a part of your stupid-ass get-up?!”

Xisuma chuckled and removed the extra skull, not that it did anything to deter the kids’ fear of the admin, he was still larger than everyone else in the room. “No, these are not from people I’ve banned.” The admin gave a far-off look for a quick second as if he was remembering something he regretted. “I’ve only banned one person once.”

“Then where the fuck did you get those bones from?! Your enemies?!” He yelled. 

“In a way yes,” Xisuma snapped back. “I have a skeleton farm and so I pieced together some of the nicer-looking bones for my suit this season.” He looked down at his garb. “Do you like it? I quite like it, but that’s not what I’m here to talk about.”

Xisuma walked to the seat at the foot of the bed and pulled up the admin panel, strings of code zipped in almost every direction on the light blue hologram. The sound of digital tapping was loud in the quiet room. “I know this is a tad bit late, but can you tell us your name?”

“Why the fuck would I tell you my name?” He said. 

“So that I can access your player history to see what server you came from,” Xisuma says, his fingers never leaving the screen. “I can’t look at your code without permission.”

“Can you see everything there?” The boy asked looking from Xisuma to Stress. “Can she see it?”

“Stress won’t be able to see anything on the screen, and neither can you because neither of you are admins,” X answered. “But yes, I will be able to see everything, but I’ll only allow myself to view your server history.”

The kid thought about it for a moment, “You’ll only look at my server history? And that’s it?”

“That’s it.” X nodded. “If that’s what you allow me access to, then that’s all I’ll be able to see.”

“Fine, my name is Tommy.”

“Is that your full name or your player name?”

“Is there any difference?”

Xisuma let his hands drop slightly, the admin panel following his left hand, tilting to give the admin an unobstructed view of the other player. “Well, a player has two names: their player name and their family name. A player’s family name is the one they normally go by, it’s what's most often displayed as your username. But their player name is what identifies them in the code, it’s slightly different than their family name because it usually has a piece that is the same as their parent or guardian.”

“What’s yours then?” Tommy asked. 

“My name is Xisuma, but my player name is XisumaVoid,” the admin explained. “The ‘Void’ part being given to me by my home village. Understand?”

 Tommy nodded his head, “So, if my family name would be ‘Tommyinnit’ would my player name would be ‘TommyinnitMoon’?”

“Well let’s try it.” Xisuma typed in the lengthy name and watched as the panel searched for a person with that name. The circle in the center of the screen chased its tail for a few seconds before popping an ‘Error’ in the admins’ face. “Nothing came up, any other guesses?”

Tommy wracked his brain for any more information about what his player name would be. Trying to remember if Dream had said it when he first joined the server, maybe Philza spoke it once or twice when they were world-hopping when he was younger. And then the faded figure of his mother came to his mind. It was a fuzzy memory from his toddler years, but it was one of the few of the life he had before Philza that never seemed to fade. 

He remembers looking up at his mother, her hair blending into the background and the dark blue hues of her jumper never seemed to stay the same color, as if he couldn’t quite remember what her jumper looked like exactly. But he remembers her speaking to someone, the blurry movement of her mouth speaking mumbled phrases to the man near them. “...player….?Oh…” Her words sounded like he was hearing her through water, jumbled and muffled. “TommylineMoon.”

“Tom…TommylineMoon.” Tommy finally spoke when he remembered why his mother spoke his player name. It was when they were being given a home. When the man he thought of as a father/uncle brought them to the server that became their home after living in the hub for so long and he couldn’t help but wonder where the man was now or what happened to the server they had to evacuate. 

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Okay, so far, what do you guys think? Is it good?

I want to clear up any confusion on Tommy's player name. just like how Pearl's name is pearlescent, I wanted Tommy's to be something similar and I found the word 'opaline' and just smashed Tommy with that to create Tommyline. I know, I know, it's weird but it's my fic lol

Let me know what you guys think!!

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[erstwhilesparrow]

🥫🏳️💡pleeeease <3

:D <3 hello friend!

🥫 - What’s a scene you’ve really enjoyed working on?

hm... let's narrow it down to fandoms we have in common, because i love 'working on' fic in the sense of editing and rewriting so much just in general. i'm gonna say the scene where dazai pins chuuya to the bed in saint of the paint that was left in the pot ? i don't like reading it back now, but i remember that the act of writing it was a lot of fun. spent a lot of time thinking about how bodies feel in a way i don't normally? and there's a bit at the very end where i describe being able to feel the muscles in someone's forearm moving when they unfurl their fingers, which is an actual thing i kept checking as i was writing by grabbing my own forearm. (i paused here just to do it again right now.) utterly ridiculous thing to do, but it was kind of fascinating. bodies, right?

🏳️ - Favorite way you have described something in your works

oh this one's easy. i like all the descriptions i put in ortolan bunting, but my favourite continues to be this one: "They are like-skinned animals, same stuff in their veins: two parts flashbang, three parts want." to this day, one of the only sentences i've written that i (1) still remember clearly and (2) still genuinely like after posting to ao3

💡- What’s a idea you’ve enjoyed but never/couldn’t write?

augh. so many??? there was this dsmp tubbo fic i started taking notes for months and months ago that was going to have exactly as many words as the maximum number of items you can fit in a minecraft shulker box and it was going to be ~thematically relevant to his aggressive compartmentalizing and trace through his history on the server but there is simply So Much about tubbo i do not know / haven't watched the relevant streams for and my interest waned before i could do anything with it.

in general, Longfic Is Hard. I Can't Do It. unfortunately, i keep having ideas that would be best suited to being expanded over the course of a very long fic!

oh, also, i know this answer's getting long but i need somewhere to whine about my own inability to write explicit smut. the amount of Terrible, Very Bad, Extremely Characterizing Sex i would write about my blorbos having if i had any clue how to write Characters Having Sex is stunning. i think two characters who have each lost someone they love very much should fuck each other while thinking way too hard about the person they lost instead of the person they are actively in bed with. that'd be so good if i could write it. (off the top of my head, i can already think of THREE pairings this would work for. you don't know any of them so i will not list them :P )

#chattering sparrow #thank you for the ask!! :]