I've followed Joel SmallishBeans for a while so I already loved his vibe and video style in the Life series and his solo hardcore videos and whatnot, but something about being on the hermitcraft server makes it hit different in the best way
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OC Questions Tag
TYSM for tagging me @honeyjars-sims, @rebeldaydream, @rebouks, @igotsnothing, @elderwisp, @simulation-machine 🫶🏻
NAME: Asher Goode
NICKNAME: Ash
GENDER: Transmasc 🏳️⚧️
STAR SIGN: Pisces ♓
HEIGHT: 5’9”
ORIENTATION: 🌈Queer
NATIONALITY: Current resident of San Myshuno, originally from Brindleton Bay. I suppose irl he’d be American (residing in New York, originally from Rhode Island... though, what’s a 3-hour drive irl, I imagine is only a 1-1.5-hour drive in Sims).
FAVOURITE FRUIT: Raspberries
FAVOURITE SEASON: Autumn 🍂
FAVOURITE FLOWER: Dahlia
FAVOURITE SCENT: Cinnamon
COFFEE, TEA, or HOT CHOCOLATE: Dirty Chai
AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 7-ish, not bad.
DOGS or CATS: Dogs! He doesn’t mind cats per se, but he doesn’t like them enough to ever own one. He’s a dog person through and through.
DREAM TRIP: Guys, he really wants to go to Batuu. He and Atlas are such geeky Star Wars fans… but it’s way too crowded and touristy for Atlas. For his second choice, he’d really enjoy exploring Windenburg.
NUMBER OF BLANKETS: Pfffff he is the blanket, he’s so gd snuggly.
Exhibit A 👇🏻
But fr no more than one, and most nights there’s nothing more than a thin sheet on their bed. He and Atlas are both fkin furnaces.
RANDOM FACT: His drink of choice is a whiskey sour.
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I am *dying* to know about #12 rn. Care to let me see a snippet? Maybe expound on its virtues? 🥺
-Faer
Ahhh okay, so this one started as a silly "wouldn't it be hilarious if Jason's dad was actually John Winchester" thought exercise (because my sense of humor is shot) after I forced one of my friends to watch UTRH with me, and it just. spiraled, violently. It's still ass-deep in chaos page hell, but I've been describing it as, "Red Hood and Justice League Dark: Great Value Edition".
* Older Scooby Gang
* Sibling/Family Reveal
* Reverse Identity Reveal (the bulk of the team doesn't know Jason is Red Hood (or an active vigilante at all) until the situation calls for Red Hood-level interference)
* Danny "I am in desperate need of a trusted supportive adult" Fenton
* Good Friends Tucker and Sam
* Clueless Dean and Sam
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"So," Sam opened both hands and held them apart, gesturing first at the little-big asshole that had kicked everything off just by existing, "you were dead."
Jason shrugged his stupidly huge shoulders, "I got better." The following 'And?' went unspoken but clearly implied.
Oh, Bobby was going to lose his damn mind when he got a hold of this kid.
Sam paused, needing a moment to process the fact that they were too late, again, before he angled his disbelief at the skinny little punk standing with his hands in his pockets and flanked on either side by his friends like bodyguards.
"You were dead."
The teenager coughed into his fist, "Uh, about that."
Sam paused. "You…weren't dead?"
The kid made a face and wobbled his hand in the air, all 'so-so' like.
"What," Dean shifted, every Hunter-honed instinct firing off in the back of his brain, "What the hell does that mean. Did you die, or didn't you?"
"I'm," He stopped himself, brows furrowed as he looked up thoughtfully, "An overachiever?"
"Technically you're an underachiever since you can't commit to a bit," The Kid Body Guard in the Beret helpfully pointed out.
The "underachiever" in question looked like he might argue, but ultimately agreed with a loose shrug of his shoulders. "Rude, but okay."
"What the hell does that mean. Sam."
"I don't know, Dean."
"And both of you have died," A woman cut in, heels clicking on the tile, "I was dead for fifteen minutes while on a case in Star City last December. Legally, Velma is also dead. You boys aren't special."
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here's how it goes:
everyone spends valentine's day in DEEP denial. tubbo isn't dead, he CAN'T be. when they die they come back, that's how it is, how it's ALWAYS been. the island is hell but at least fatalities don't stick, except in specific cases and all of them in the same white shells. of course philza jokes, he's thinking about tubbo, he can't stop. he's expecting tubbo to jump out at any moment, he's expecting to go to fobo and see tubbo hidden in the basement throwing darts at a picture of fit and pac looking at each other, he's expecting to go back to the dungeon and the body is gone (he hopes). tubbo's not dead. he can't die. none of them can, just the eggs.
(it never takes this long to come back; he knows something is wrong)
here's how it goes:
tubbo tells the kids "i'm on my last life." the eggs have always had lives. i don't think some of them have ever understood that the players have infinite chances, with their insistence on protecting their caretakers from deaths like their caretakers do for them, charging back into the eye worker war, refusing to back out of a dangerous dungeon before their parents do, wanting to protect. i don't know if they understand that to the players, death is like spit in the face: unpleasant, sure, but no big deal.
tubbo tells the kids "i'm on my last life" and of course they believe him. death is their constant companion, no more than two doors down. some eggs are used to it being a breath away.
here's how it goes:
tubbo is dead. the children mourn him. the players are scared. defiant. they always are. who among them has died? dan, missing; spreen, gone; maximus... well there was no body, no announcement, surely-
(how long did it take pierre to accept it? to realize it? to take down the missing person posters? not a day. not a day.)
juanaflippa died and there was a court case to save her. bobby died and the whole server journeyed to save him. when is the last time the players have taken death lying down?
here's how it goes:
tubbo dies, and he dies unloved (fit's arm is stretched out to save him). he dies without purpose (sunny is there, she's waiting, she knows he won't move). he dies and no one cares (chayanne refuses to leave, his godfather, he failed his-)
here's how it goes:
the valentine's party is so loud but too quiet. there's a name in the air, even when no one is saying it
"wow sure is good tubbo isn't here" phil says (he's said this before, he'll say it again, but isn't it strange how many times? perhaps even he doesn't believe it. perhaps he's trying to convince himself.)
here's how it goes:
a creature with too many faces comes. it tells them the truth they won't face. tubbo is gone.
quesadilla island says, "not for long"
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