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A Little, Dead Friend

Canon to Glare Storyline

So I think I'm good enough to write now. Though I'm still not gonna finish Part 3 yet. I don't know if writing for Techno specifically will be good for me right now. Plus I wanted Glare!Reader to have their own story too (that wasn't jumping a bunch of years to the future and now is not canon). Though this will be retconning slightly. Sorry.

Warning(s): Mentions of Suggested Child Murder (No Angst, Only Fluff this time. We all need it.)

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You had been staring at visiting the house in Snowchester for the past month now. You would stare for maybe two or three hours before going back to wandering the rest of the SMP. You didn't hate it but it's not like you enjoyed it either.

Ranboo had never really told you not to go inside, just that he wanted you to keep watch. But with that lack of clarification on his part, you decided to go in and take a look at what was so important that he would have you hide this task from the others.

The inside was modest, comfy even. The chests weren't the best but it was fine. What caught your eye was the various scribbled drawings that covered papers pinned to the wall. There was a tall figure that looked crudely like Ranboo, a smaller Goat-like figure you didn't recognize, and an even smaller pink blob you couldn't make out. Ranboo and the Goat we're labeled ‘Dad’ and ‘Papa’, while the blob was labeled ‘Me’.

It was then you hear a clatter and a cluck from above followed by a groaning-oink and shuffling. Carefully, you made your way to the ladder and climbed up. You pushed the trapdoor up before climbing in and reclosing it.

The room was coolly lit by the glow of soul fire which also kept the room warm. The pictures on the wall showed clearer images of Ranboo, an incredibly scarred but fluffy-haired goat hybrid, and what looked like a piglin zombie. A chicken tied to the wall caused you to raise a brow before you heard another creak from behind.

You turned slowly, eyes meeting with a vacant socket and a pearly white eye. You blink once, then twice. The small piglin was hiding behind a tall wooden chair as it stared at you. You couldn't tell if they were scared or interested in you, or both.

You crouched down, tilting your head. The piglin copied your head tilt, causing you to let out a single breathy chuckle before sitting down on the carpeted floor.

You figured he couldn't speak English, at least not yet, and you didn't want to scare him any more than you already had, so you didn't bother yourself. Instead, you pulled out a golden apple Ranboo had paid you with to watch the house. You held it out which caused the piglin to squeak happily but he hesitated.

You set it on its side and rolled it towards him. He caught it, squealing in excitement as he ran passed you to the chicken. You turned around, watching the child eat the apple, giving the seeds to the chicken which are happily.

For a while, you thought. Thought about what this meant, who exactly this child was, and why he called Ranboo ‘Dad’. Eventually, you thought it best to not tell Ranboo about this. He asked you to watch, so that's what you'd do.

You stood and began walking to the trapdoor before you heard little hooves on the carpet and felt something tug on your sweater. You looked back, the piglin clutching you shyly.

You crouched once more, gently rubbing the piglin’s half-decayed head, causing him to snort contently. “I'll be back to visit tomorrow.” You said quietly, unsure if he could understand you.

It didn't matter as he soon yawned laying against your chest, causing you to hold him up as he fell asleep on you. You crouched there awkwardly for a minute before standing and walking to the bed, setting him on it and pulling the blankets over him. You noticed a nametag clipped onto the pocket of his overalls.

‘MICHAEL’.

You smiled, rubbing his head once more as you said. “Good Night Michael. See you soon.”

You hadn't planned on visiting again, but he was too cute to refuse. You ended up dropping by almost every night. He was happy to see you every time and more than once you had to catch him when he fell through the trapdoor once you opened it.

You figured out he understood you pretty fast and started to help teach him more English. You would play pattycake, draw, exchange small gifts, once you had even brought flowers, showed him how to make a flower crown, and just did that all night. Exchanging them back and forth. It was fun.

It was less fun when you noticed drawings of Michael and a new person covered in what you assumed to be leaves label Friend begin to dot the walls as well. The next morning you came home a bit later, having got caught up talking to Sam. The sun was just barely over the horizon through the trees when you got to the gate, it was then you saw Ranboo pacing at your door.

As you got closer, you noticed a paper in his hand. You caught a glimpse of the contents when Ranboo pause upon hearing your approach. Another drawing of you and Michael. You gained a guilty face as you climbed the steps, standing in front of Ranboo as he looked down at you with a concerned expression.

“So...” he began.

“So...” you began.

The early morning air was too thick.

Ranboo cleared his throat, gave the paper another look, scratched the back of his neck before he started again.

“You, uh... Met Michael?”

You hesitated, staring at the wooden floor of your front porch.

“I'm sorry-” “No. Don't be.”

You looked up in surprise before looking back down again, try to not make him even more uncomfortable.

“I haven't seen Michael this happy since we brought him his Chicken.” He chuckled before sighing. “I just... Promise you'll keep him safe.” “Keep him safe? Ranboo, he's a child. He's what? Two? Three? Who would want to hurt him?”

“Tommy suggested it when he tried to break me and Tubbo up.” “Why am I not surprised?”

A hand was placed on your shoulder, causing you to look up, Ranboo having his head down as he crouched down to your level.

“Please. Please keep him safe. And don't tell anyone else.”

It felt weird to hear Ranboo beg with so much will in his voice, he was so timid and willing to give in usually.

You placed a hand on his shoulder before saying. “I'll do my best. I promise.” He looked up, looking you in the eye briefly before hugging you tightly. “Thank you.”

You hugged him back before both of you pulled back upon Phil walking outside, Ranboo nodded to you before walking away, waving to Phil as he passed. Phil waved back before turning to you and raising a brow with a questioning smile.

You smiled and waved to him, causing him to smile more clearly and mime pouring some tea. You shrugged, you were already up, so why not?

You made a mental reminder to ask for some teabags from Phil and some Cookies from Niki, for your new Little Dead Friend.

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I only just now realized that all the extra stories have something to do with family/friends. I didn't intend that, but I like it. Have a good day/night/whatever y'all. Remember to take care of yourselves and stay strong.

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp ranboo #dsmp michael #dsmp philza #glare #glare supremacy #ranboo x reader #platonic

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brightert0mb · 2 years

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Sorry to everyone that has been liking my Glare/Allay/Copper Golem!Reader stories and has been waiting for Part 3 (which was in the works) but due to Technoblade’s recent passing being made aware and it rocking all our collective shits, I'm taking a break for writing for him.

Once I feel emotionally stable enough, I'll wrap up Part 3 and have it posted. I'm sorry if anyone finds this inconvenient or thinks that I should stop writing for him permanently, but I'm of the opinion that we should not stop showing our love for him and I do want to make content for Technoblade, even if I emotionally can't right now.

I'm sorry again. Good luck to you all. Be safe out there. Have a meal/snack, get a drink, have a good cry, and take a nap. We're all gonna need it for the next while.

And everyone remember;

Technoblade Will Never Die.

👑🐷

#dsmp technoblade #techno x y/n #technoblade x reader #techno x reader #dsmp techno #technoblade #techno #technoblade never dies

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What Does it Mean to be Family?

Canon to Allay Storyline

Warning(s): Manipulation, Mild Angst, Mentions of Past/Attempted Character Death, Feeling Underserving of Happiness, Thoughts of Arson, Suicidal Thoughts, Implied Past Abandonment

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It had been almost a week since the Red Banquet. You had gone to the farthest edge of the SMP. You no longer heard the Egg and only now did you realize how much angrier it made you, how much more it made you hate your friends.

Maybe that was why, deep down, you didn't want Bad to find you. You had built a little cottage by a river. A small garden with carrots, potatoes, and beetroot. You even had a chicken and a cow. It felt nice, in a distant way. Like you didn't feel you deserved a nice quiet life.

You had helped kill Foolish. You almost killed Niki. Why were you allowed this? A quite, happy farm life while you traumatized everyone else. More than once you thought of burning your cottage down, maybe even going with it yourself. But you never had the will. Maybe you just didn't want to. Didn't stop you from staying up at night though.

Either way, you had a nice quiet life going for you. You eventually got into a groove you followed every day. Occasionally you would change things up. Make a cobblestone path, plant some flowers under your windows, go hunting instead of fishing, just depended on how you felt.

One day, you were in your garden, gathering your day's crops, when you heard a soft bark. You hopped the fence only to be greeted by a wolf exiting the treeline. You knelt down, offering some cooked pork from last night. The wolf trotted over taking the meat and leaning into your hand when you went to scratch his head, only for you to notice a collar on the wolf’s neck.

You heard a rustle and snap causing you to jolt up, greeted by the sight of Techno, looking quite uncertain. You stared at each other for a good minute, him taking note of your basket of vegetables, while you noticed the loaded crossbow.

“Come to hunt me down, I see.” You finally said the gentle wind tousling your hair and shifting the leaves in the trees. “Come to bring you home.” He said matter-of-factly as he put away the crossbow. “The crossbow was in case there was trouble-” “In case I attacked you, you mean-” “Y/N.” “Techno.”

Another staredown ensued, this much more heated. You broke first, closing your eyes and sighing before walking to your cottage. You heard Techno and his wolf follow.

When you entered, Techno took a place on the couch while the wolf lay at his feet. You entered the seating room, throwing him a small bundle of golden carrots, which he caught with ease while you dropped the wolf some more pork chops.

You sat sipping on some leftover Beetroot and Mushroom soup you made this morning. You didn't look at him, let alone talk, but you felt his eyes boring into your head the longer you kept your eyes closed.

“What?” You lowered your bowl to your lap. “Come home Y/N.” He said meaningfully, leaning towards you. “So everyone can hate me and call me a murderer? No thanks.” “They won't do that. Everyone misses you.” “They miss their errand girl.” “Bad’s still looking for you.” “Misses a minion, I'm sure.” “You don't mean that.” “How would you know?” “Because I know you Y/N.” He said, standing.

You took a breath in your nose before letting it out with a slight hiss. “Just leave.” You stood, set on taking your bowl back to clean it. You were stopped by Techno grabbing your wrist, which with your smaller size and him being a Brute, was more akin to him grabbing everything from your wrist to your elbow.

“Come home Y/N. You miss us just as much as we miss you.” It was true. You thought about them almost every day. You wanted to apologize to Niki, have tea with Phil, go mining Ranboo, have meaningful talks with Techno, but you couldn't. You severed those bridges when you sided with the Eggpire, who probably hated you too for not coming back or making it easier to find you.

“How would you know what I feel?” You growled, trying to pull your arm away. “Because I know you!” He was starting to get upset at your avoidance, holding your arm with a bit more force, just enough to keep you where you were. “How would you know me?! I left you!” You were starting to hold back tears, your voice cracking slightly as you pulled harder to get away.

“Because you're family, Y/N! And you'll always be family!” You finally looked at him, tears brimming in your eyes, threatening to spill over. “Family doesn't abandon each other! Family doesn't hold each other hostage! Family doesn't try to kill each other! Family doesn't use and desert each other! I'm not family to anyone Techno! So just leave like everyone else did!”

Techno pulled you, the jolt making you drop the mostly empty bowl to the Birchwood floor while Techno hugged you close.

“Family helps each other. Family is messy and makes mistakes. I'm sorry I didn't notice your feelings sooner Y/N, but you are family. You're family to Phil and Ranboo. Niki too, even if she feels hurt. Bad and Ant call you family too.” He lets you pull back a bit, lifting your face to look at him through your tears.

“And your family to me too, Kid. You'll always be family to us, even if you mess up and join a government.” You wanted to laugh but instead, you choke out a sob, jumping into another hug which he returned, if somewhat stiffly.

Once you stopped bawling your eyes out, you talked for a bit. About what had changed, what was happening, how things had been, what happened to the Egg. You were immensely thankful that it had been sealed up again. You apologized more times than either of you could count. By the time you both were done talking, the sun was starting to set.

When Techno said it was time to go home, you hesitated. You wanted to go, XD you missed everyone. You missed running errands and fetching things for people. But you were scared. Even if people missed you and you missed them, you couldn't go back. Not yet.

Techno agreed reluctantly, giving you your old communicator back. Before he left you told him to come around sometime later on with Phil, Ranboo, and Niki. He agreed and then he was off.

You went back inside, having no appetite for dinner, you went straight to bed. For once, you didn't think about how the Egg would whisper in your ear, or the thousands of questions you had about everyone else. No, for once, you managed to think about all the things you'll finally get to say to everyone. For once, you felt like you actually got sleep.

For once, you felt like today would be a good day.

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp techno #dsmp technoblade #allay #minecraft allay #allay reader #dsmp x reader #techno x reader #gn reader #technoblade x reader

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Entry Log: #3-9-5-36

Canon to Copper Golem Storyline.

Warnings for: Disassociation, Major Injury, Introspection, Analysis of the Human Condition, Mild Angst, Implied Character Death/Loss of Canon Life

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>Start New Log

-Log: 3-9-5-36

-Date: XX-XX-XXXX

-Subject: Friends and Feelings

>Humans are so strange. Anything classified as a humanoid, in actuality. They are so finicky. Fragile. And yet, they try to do so much. They do things that can break themselves or others, they steal and yell and fight like it will accomplish something.

>I never understood that. At least not until recently.

>When Phil found me, time had escaped me. I thought he was there to give me a new directive, but he didn't. He seemed concerned, he cared for me as if I was a person.

>He brought me out into an unfamiliar world. Showed me his companions he called “Friends”. Techno, Niki, Ranboo. As I stayed with them for the short time I did, I felt something. I can never recall a time in which I felt.

>But time went on and I had to return to my work. Newly repaired and on advice from Phil, I built more golems to help me. The occasional visits from people were... Enjoyable? Is that the word that describes the feeling?

>Whatever the word, they came and I would always want them back. Purpled was the one I found most enjoyable. He spoke of distant lands and planets I had never heard of. He spoke of humans similar to how I did. Like he wasn't one. Which he isn't. He is an extraterrestrial.

>I grew accustomed to this new routine, even if those odd vines affected me in a way I can not describe to this day.

>Feelings once again became a distant thought.

>But then I heard of Quackity. From Purpled, crying of his demolished U.F.O.

>Something seemed to override my systems at that moment. Later questioning from Purpled said I looked “Angry”, “Furious”.

>But before I could process, I had been in a land of sand that made my gears creak and my joints feel stiff.

>As I heard Quackity talk, the feeling only grew.

>A part of me that I couldn't place wanted to throw him out the window of that stupid needle.

>But I didn't.

>When Purpled came to tell me of him joining Las Nevadas, I felt heavier. A directive to protect him overwhelmed me as I tried to keep him from Quackity, knowing he would corrupt him the way only humans could do.

>That same overwhelming burning feeling was all I could feel while I had my stay at Las Nevadas, though it felt more of a simmer when with the other humanoids I could enjoy.

>Sam, Slime, Foolish, and especially Purpled. Though I never came across the one called “Fundy”.

>When I was first called “Friend” by Slime, I asked what that word meant. He said he was not sure, but that Quackity called him that occasionally.

>I asked Foolish, he said a “Friend” was someone I could call a partner. Sam described it as someone I enjoyed being with.

>Purpled was the oddest response, only saying that I was his friend and that he was mine.

>I felt something with that answer. I think I liked it best.

>From that day on, I kept a list of those considered “Friends”

>Purpled, Phil, Ranboo, Sam, Foolish, Slime, Techno, Niki.

>They are the people that are “Friends”. Those I seem to “feel” best around. Those I would protect.

>When Phil came to me saying I wasn't human, it wasn't a surprise. What was a surprise was that I wasn't all golem either.

>Had my creators used a base to make me unlike the copper golems I made to help me?

>The questions of my origin would remain as such. Whatever I was, no one was able to identify.

>I needed time to think. So I went back to my base.

>Everything is black after I stepped through the doorway and saw the shine of enchanted Netherite.

>I hear odd sounds.

>Crying. Drunken Laughter. Trains. Spanish Rambling?

>For a while I hear screaming. It sounded like Purpled and Phil.

>This is my first time feeling pain I think.

>It aches and sharpens at some points.

>Sometimes, I think I yell, and then the crying and laughter stop only for the shouting to get louder.

>I don't understand feelings. You feel when you are damaged, but then they can also come out of nowhere and are felt on the “inside” as Phil had described once.

>Perhaps when I wake up, I can ask more people about them.

>Though this seems odd. The trains, the crying, and the laughter. They seem to be getting louder. It's getting hard to hear Phil and Purpled.

>Will I be waking up soon?

>Who are those people?

>The trains are quieter now.

>It looks like a hospital.

>How do I know what that place is called?

>Why does everything hurt more now?

>Everything is getting da-

-End Log...

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp philza #copper golem #dsmp purpled #philza minecraft #purpled #dsmp quackity #quackity #platonic #dsmp foolish #dsmp sam #dsmp charlie

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Origins Mod: Horse Origin Ideas

Specially Requested by my Lovely Partner. Love ya Hun! 💙

Origin: Equestre

Description

Wild herds of Equestres can often be seen running in fields, however just as often one can be living around the corner from you as well.

Abilities

Cosmetic:

Centaur: Everything below the legs is replaced with a horse body.

Pros:

Rideable: Others can ride on you. (With a saddle equipped)

Gallop: You sprint 2x faster than humans.

High Jump: Pressing the spacebar gives you a gauge to determine how high you jump.

Cons:

Vegetarian: You aren't able to eat meat.

Horse Armor: You can equip horse armor, but this prevents you from wearing Boots and Leggings.

Origin File

Inspired by sam @/cowbaits on Twitter

Like Goateé’s, Equestres have many varying traditions, more so when you consider that even those that live amongst humans and other hybrids will usually develop their own traditions or mix some with those of the area.

An Equestre will naturally seek a herd. If there are no other Equestres are nearby or live in the area, they will develop a herd mentality with those they live around.

Along with other Docile mob hybrids, an Equestre is more common to find in settlements and groups than Hostile mob hybrids.

#minecraft #origin smp #origin mod smp #origins smp #origins mod #horses #centaur

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brightert0mb · 2 years

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Idk if you had already planed to do this but would you make a second part to Those Wings Had Taken You Up So High where they find a way for him to fly again

I'll be honest I had no intention of continuing that story as it would be much farther into the canon, and with the lore that Phil hinted at.

But as it is what the masses want, who am I to refuse.

This takes place many many years in the future and after the hinted Phil lore. It is canon until future lore proves it not.

Warnings for: Implied/Past Character Death, Flying/Heights, Implied Depression, Aggression, Yelling

Edit: No longer Canon to DSMP

Race the Wind

Sequel to Part 1

Platonic!DSMP!Ph1lza x Glare!Reader

You sighed as you entered the old house you had long abandoned. Books and papers littered the floor. Anatomy of birds, notes sticking out of journals. You rubbed a hand against your face. You were older, everyone was, everyone not dead anyway. How many years had it actually been? You lost count around the middle of the Great SMP War as everyone called it now.

Regardless of the passage of time, you were now short two deaths and you had long abandoned the project you has promised your friend so long ago. The brace with half-finished prosthetic feathers lay on the table. You ghosted a hand over it. You'd almost perfected it when the war came busting everyone’s doors down.

You remembered the day you had shown Phil all your research and notes. It had taken at least four to five years to gather it all but the look on his face had been worth it. You knew he had been tempering his expectations until that point, unsure whether to support you or not. But seeing that initial sketch of the brace, hearing you explain it, you'd seen the change in him, the tears of hope and happiness he had tried to hide.

It was all for nothing now. You yanked your hand away from the unfinished mechanical limb. You contemplated why you even came and you rubbed your eyes, leaning on the table before you heard the door creak.

“This is a surprise.” A low gruff voice said. You looked back, greeted by the sad, hollow, memory of the Piglin who had once taken you in. “I... I'm sorry. I just-” “I know.” He walked up next to you, starting at the brace. “I miss him too.” The empty tone nearly made you crack. You inhaled deeply, looking to the side as you held back tears and a sob.

“The... Ahem- The islands are coming along well. Did you-” “No. I can't. I can't see him like that. It's not him.” You nodded, finally taking notice of the large backpack he held by the top strap at his side. “You’re leaving?” You looked up at him, almost feeling betrayed. “Tommy, Tubbo, Boo, and Micheal are coming too. I wanted to invite you too.” “Niki and Wilbur?” “Wilbur’s insane and you know it. As for Niki. I couldn't find her. Didn't find any note. There's no signal about her dying. I can only guess she left too.”

You looked down at the decaying wood floor. Did you want to leave? This was the only place you had ever known. You hadn't known many others but, everything you had, had been here. You grew up on these snowy grounds, walked the craters that were once paths and streets, watch life grow and die. Watch. That was the word that defined you, wasn't it? You were only ever able to watch. Watch people tear each other apart, watch the explosions and withers, watch others grow mad, forget themselves, die on the inside with the decay of everything, watch your friends die and betray.

“I want to see him first. One last time.” Techno held his breath before nodding. “We’ll... meet you at the nether roof.” You took your turn nodding before the Piglin turned and left. The cold air blew in through the still-open door. You didn't feel it.

You weren't sure when you left the decrepit cabin, when you traveled through the nether, or when you had arrived at the remains of the SMP. You looked up, seeing the floating piles of dirt connected by vines. “PHIL!” You shouted seeing a small dot jump from one of the floating masses. A gust of air hit you like a wall, causing you to fall on your back and squint your eyes.

“You know it's Phantomza now, right?” The greyed, semi-transparent figure loomed over you. Branchlike antlers tore through the bucket hat which now sported a veil covering the blank face of your past friend. You helped yourself up. “Habit.” You dusted yourself off, looking at the floating islands again. “They're coming along well.” He flowed your gaze, smiling lightly. “Yes, they are... Do you think she'll like them?” He turned to you, still serene despite the happy tone. “She’ll love them.” You patted his arm.

The both of you stood there in silence, taking in the sight before you looked down in guilt. “I'm leaving.” He turned to you, calm but a little shocked. “Me, Techno, Tommy, Boo, and his family.” He started before looking back up at his creation. “That’s sad.” He doesn't sound sad. “I hoped they would at least say goodbye.” Does he actually want anything? “I can't go until the islands are done.” Why does he only care about building? “It would make me happy t-” “YOU DON’T FEEL ANYTHING!” You yelled, catching the ghost off guard.

“You never feel anything! You're just apathetic! You've never felt happy to see me, sad Techno never visited you, worried about Niki or Boo! Nothing! Phil felt! He was happy! Hopeful! And then you took him! At least have the common decency to stop acting like you two are the same!” Tears streamed down your face as you screamed bloody murder at the white-winged ghost in front of you. Sobs were the only sound besides the whistling wind. “Phil had wants. Dreams. He wanted to see his friends safe and happy. Dreamed about seeing his wife again. He only ever hoped to fly again. And now you just parade around acting like him, when you're barely a parody. All you ever do is build your stupid islands! You use what was supposed to be his wings to do what he always wanted. You act so carefreely about it I wonder if you got anything from him.”

You sobbed again, turning away from the ghost as you sat on the ledge, crying into your knees. You heard movement next to you before a cold hand was placed on your head. “I remember a lot from him. I remember a lot of conversations with Techno, baking cookies with Niki, being introduced to Micheal, Wilbur introducing me to Fundy after he was born, Will after he was born, meeting Kristen. But things I remember most clearly are the times he was most content or happy. The best one I like to remember is your promise during tea and you showing him that sketch of the brace.” That had you freezing up. “He was so worried about you. Worried you'd waste away or end up like Will. But then you showed him that sketch. Everything seemed to fall into place for him... And then the war happened. And I see you and Techno again, crying as he looks at the sky and talks to you. It hurt like hell, but he was happy. Sad too, but happy. Happy Techno could see the world, happy he could see Kristen again, and happy you could live your life. Maybe travel without working yourself dead over him.” You bit your lip as you felt him crouch down and hug you from the side. “He’s sorry he never got to see the brace. And never got to take you flying.”

That was the straw that broke the camel's back. You hiccuped before wailing. You held onto the phantom as you rubbed your back, holding you like a father comforting his child. If your tears burned, he said nothing. You weren't sure how long you cried for but by the time you were done, you were spent. Phantomza wiped your remaining tears with his sleeve before picking you up.

“I'm going to live how I think he would have wanted to, and do everything he couldn't.” You felt the wind streak past as he took off with you still in his arms. You held tight onto his shirt, closing your eyes so they wouldn't burn in the billowing winds. But when you felt the wind slow and Phantomza level out, you peaked an eye open. You looked around soon catching the setting sun on the horizon.

It was breathtaking, though that could have been the altitude. Almost like a painting. “I'm sorry, I'm not him. But I'm trying to live how I think he would have. Knowing his friends are strong and can care for themselves, not wanting to bother others too much, and building beautiful things. I fly so much because maybe, just maybe, if he can feel or see it too, I want to that much at least.” You felt yourself yawn, watching the sunset as your postmortem friend gave you the best he could.

“He was always happy when you were happy.”

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The vague ending was on purpose, you decide whether you stayed with Phantomza or left with Techno in the end.

Also, I'm sorry if this was sadder than you expected. My dog died so I may have been projecting just a bit.

As for the specifics of how Phil died, I had an idea but I kept it vague to not make it too long and to leave it up to the reader as well.

Hope y'all enjoyed it!

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp philza #dsmp techno #dsmp technoblade #glare #glare supremacy #philza x reader #techno x reader #philza minecraft #glare mob #mc glare #minecraft glare #dsmp headcanon

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brightert0mb · 2 years

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I would like to request a scenario with philza and the glare in a nice friendship duo between them :D

My first ask!

This is canon to the Glare!Reader storyline, and is taking place before Techno is put in prison.

Warnings for: Slight Angst, Implications of Injury, Arguments, and Shouting

Those Wings Had Taken You Up So High

Platonic!DSMP!Ph1lza x Glare!Reader

You had finished your house just a few days ago, it hadn't taken too long to build with everyone's help. Currently, you were still trying to shift from attempting to sleep at night, over to being fully nocturnal, a suggestion from Ranboo. You were slowly beginning to sleep more while the sun was up and less when it was down. You still had the rings under your eyes, but you were glad you weren't causing a bother for Techno and Phil anymore.

Speaking of the pair, Techno had run off around the time you had finished your house. Something about training in the mountains somewhere? You didn't mind. He was strong enough to take care of himself and told you to watch his animals while he was gone.

You were over at Phil’s presently, having tea as he was reorganizing his chests somewhat.

“Can you tell me more about the SMP?” “What more do you want to know mate? I've told you everything I've known about.” He said playfully as he pulled out a stack of wooden items. You pouted a bit before sipping your tea. “Well then tell me about your adventures. The stories you tell always sound so exciting.” “S’pose living in a cave is pretty dull. Fine, I have one I think you'll like.” He said, standing up fully to grab his cup.

He began to regal you with the tale of how he met Death. He spoke of her with deep admiration and got distracted with recounting her appearance. The story eventually developed to him and Death falling in love. You were hooked, to say the least. You watched as he talked with his hands, wings flexing and opening from under his cape-robe. He looked so wistful as he described flying alongside her, before trailing off. His wings folded in before he pulled his robe back into place over them.

“That was a long long time ago, however.” He retook his seat, pouring himself a bit more tea. You looked down feeling like you should say something.

“Do you miss it? Flying?” You asked awkwardly. He chuckled, the happy sorrow of it stinging. “More than I can describe.” “What was it like?” He took a deep breath, leaning back as he looked at the ceiling. “It felt...” He waved a hand, trying to put words to an emotion he couldn't fully describe. “Free. Like I could reach up and touch the very sky with my own two hands. Paint the horizon and awaken the stars. The clouds and birds were the only things that could touch me up there.”

He lowered the hand, sighing. “I was more than I could ever describe. Heck, even Will and Techno couldn't find words when I took them flying a few times. ‘M sorry I could take you mate.” He looked back at you with an expression you could only describe as longing and guilt.

You pursed your lips looking at the floor until you felt something in you harden with a resolution you'd never had before. You stood catching Phil off guard and then more so when you took his hand into yours. “I’ll find a way to help you fly again Phil.”

He gawked for a minute, trying to express something with his free hand. “Hey now, just-” “No! You and everyone else here have given me so much. There are things I could research and use to reverse engineering something, like the Riptide enchantment. There have to have been more people like you before, I'm sure I could try to find something about them and how they fixed their wings.” You said firmly before Phil seemed to harden as well. “Now listen-” “No, Phil! Flying is a part of you just as much as walking or breathing. You need to fly so I'm going to help you. It's not like I have much to do at night anyway aside from clearing mobs and doing what you all ask me to do on occasion. You can't stop me either!”

“You’d waste your life on a wide hunt that leads you nowhere for someone you just met?!” He yelled back, standing and towering over you as his wings instinctively spread to appear more threatening. “I’d work myself dead before I let my friend be hurt for the rest of his life and be nothing but depressed about it forever!”

You glared at each other for a good while. Eventually, Phil sighed, lowering his head so his bucket hate obscured his eyes from your view. “You won't find anything.” He said, sounding hollow, defeated. “Better than sitting around just like I did in that cave.” He looked up at you with an emotion you couldn't place before you continued. “You all were my first friends. I'm not going to just sit by and watch more people get hurt. Especially when they're close to me now.” He furrowed his brows before pursing his lips and sighing, smiling tiredly as he patted your bushy hair.

“Don't work yourself to death.” You chuckled. “I only promise to try.” You both shared a laugh as you both finished your tea and cleaned up. You were halfway out the door when you looked back at Phil who was looking at you like he was thinking of something else. “You’ll fly again, old man.” He smiled, which you smirked back at. “It'll happen or I'm not a glare.” He laughed as you exited, looking down before climbing up the ladder to his bed.

He sat on it, thinking once more. So determined you were. Just like them. Just like he was. He could only hope you wouldn't end up the same way for your ideals too.

#minecraft #dsmp #dream smp #dsmp philza #philza minecraft #platonic #philza x reader #glare supremacy #glare #glare mob #minecraft glare #mc glare

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Origins Mod: Ender Dragon Origin Ideas

Once again, Specially Requested by the lovely @notsospookey

Origin: Drake, Ender Variant

Description

The direct descendants of Dragons are ones to be feared. But those descended from the Ender Dragon herself are in a different class of their own. Ender Drakes are a shadow no one wishes upon even their worst enemies.

Abilities

Cosmetic:

Winged: You have elytra wings without needing to equip any (Potentially retextured to look like Ender Dragon wings)

Eyes of the Devil: Your eyes glow in the dark.

Pros:

Dragon Breath: You can breathe Dragon’s Breath. (35 Second Cooldown)

Fire of the Ancients: You can summon and launch a ball of Ender Acid. (15 Second Cooldown

Tough Skin: You have a complete second health bar (+10 Hearts)

Evolved Metabolism: You are not affected by potions or status effects.

Cons:

Hydrophobic: You cannot touch water.

Ender Spawn: You spawn in a stronghold by the End Gate.

Rough Landing: If you crash into something, the blocks will be destroyed. (Exceptions to end stone and variants, bedrock, iron bars and obsidian)

Headhunt: When killed, you drop 500 Exp.

Origin File

Inspired by sam @/cowbaits on Twitter

Ender Drakes rarely leave the end if they ever do. Most information must be collected second-hand from Enderians if at all. And most seem reluctant to say much. These intimidating Drake variants are like miniature Ender Dragons and many hunt them like the Dragons of old as well.

Drakes have long been prized for their wings and Dragon’s Breath. The fame that would come with the head of an Ender Drake would have you set for life. However, these foes don't go down easy if at all. Challenging Drakes, especially Enders, is likely a fool's errand.

The customs of Ender Drakes are a mystery. Many assume them to be similar to other Drakes, attracted to shiny materials, having hordes of such items, stern and aggressive to a fault, and while there is no evidence to discredit that, none support it either. After all, many Drakes say it is a choice to horde and The End may not have the materials for such habits to be made.

The relationship between Ender Drake and Enderians seems to be a tenuous but respectful one nonetheless. The Ender Dragon and Drakes provide the Enderians a home, Enderians provide them subjects, and all give protection to the others. Enderians seem to have some level of fear or respect for their leaders or whatever status the Ender Dragons and Drakes hold over them, for they are reluctant to gossip about them. Even in their own language. Perhaps that is for the better. After all, dead men tell no tales, and Drakes haven't been described as forgiving.

#minecraft #origins mod #origin smp #ender dragon

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Masterlist and Rules

Writing

Written Stuff

Glare/Allay/Copper Golem Reader

Part 1 Part 2

Glare

A Little, Dead Friend

Allay

What Does it Mean to be Family?

Copper Golem

Entry Log: #3-9-5-36

Origin Mod Ideas

Warden Goat Giant Ender Dragon Horse

Group Specific

DTeam

Ghost!Reader

Character Specific

Technoblade

The Lamb and The Wolf

Philza Minecraft

Those Wings Had Taken You Up So High

Part 2: Race the Wind

Not Canon to Glare!Reader Storyline

In Development/Planned

Copper Golem P3 - Recovery/Revival

Allay P3 - Reintergration

Glare P3 - Rescue

Many More Origin Ideas

Storyteller Reader

Centaur/Rider DSMP AU concept

Requests:

✨Open✨

Rules for Requesting

This is what I refer to for CC boundaries (LINK)

Pay attention to if the requests are open! Your request will be discarded and/or ignored if it is closed.

Respect the boundaries of those you request. If it goes against any you will be blocked and your ask discarded. I've provided a link for CC’s so there are no excuses for that.

Please do not rush or spam me. I have a life outside of this and things like that only stress me out and make work harder to get out.

Be Polite! Whether it's to me or other askers, hate will not be tolerated and shall be blocked on-site.

No NSFW. I will cover certain things with trigger warnings but I will not cover any Smut-related material regardless of the age of the character.

Characters/Fandoms/Scenarios I write for

SMP Characters (I Do Not write for CC’s regardless of age or consent given)

Technoblade (SMPE/DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic Only) Currently not writing for

Ph1lzA (SMPE/DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic Only)

Wilbur Soot (SMPE/DSMP/OSMP) (Romantic and Platonic)

Eret (DSMP) (Platonic Only)

Awesamdude (DSMP) (Romantic and Platonic)

BadBoyHalo (DSMP) (Romantic and Platonic)

Quackity (DSMP) (Romantic and Platonic)

Punz (DSMP) (Platonic Only)

Slimecicle (DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic Only)

Ranboo (DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic only)

TommyInnit (SMPE/DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic Only)

Tubbo (DSMP/OSMP) (Platonic Only)

Purpled (DSMP) (Platonic Only)

FNAF SB

Freddy Fazbear (Romantic and Platonic)

Glamrock Chica (Romantic and Platonic)

Montgomery Gator (Romantic and Platonic)

Roxanne Wolf (Romantic and Platonic)

Glamrock Bonnie (Romantic and Platonic)

Glamrock Foxy (Romantic and Platonic)

South Park/SoT AU/Heroes AU (All Aged Up)

Stan Marsh/Stan Marshwalker/Toolshed (Romantic and Platonic)

Kyle Bloflovski/High Elf King/Human Kite (Romantic and Platonic)

Kenny McCormick/Princess Kenny/Mysterion (Romantic and Platonic)

Craig Tucker/Feldspar/Super Craig (Romantic and Platonic)

Token Black/Token the Rogue/Tupperware (Romantic and Platonic)

Clyde Donovan/The Lord of Darkness/Mosquito (Romantic and Platonic)

Tweek Tweak/Tweek the Barbarian/Wonder Tweek (Romantic and Platonic)

Jimmy Valmer/Jimmy the Bard/Fastpass (Romantic and Platonic)

Butters Stotch/Paladin Butters/Professor Chaos (Romantic and Platonic)

Wendy Testaburger/Shieldmaiden Wendy/Callgirl (Romantic and Platonic)

Bebe Stevens/Warrior Bebe (Romantic and Platonic)

Heidi Turner/Warrior Heidi (Romantic and Platonic)

Nichole Daniels (Romantic and Platonic)

Lego Monkie Kid

MK (Romantic and Platonic)

Mei (Romantic and Platonic)

Sandy (Romantic and Platonic)

Pigsy (Romantic and Platonic)

Mr. Tang (Romantic and Platonic)

Sun Wukong (Romantic and Platonic)

Macaque (Romantic and Platonic)

Red Son (Romantic and Platonic)

#reqs open #request #minecraft #dsmp #x reader #south park #fnaf sb #fnaf security breach #dsmp x reader #south park x reader #fnaf x reader #fnaf sb x reader #lego monkie kid #monkie kid x reader

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Origin Mod: Giant Origin Ideas

Specially Requested by the lovely @notsospookey Love ya Brat!

Origin: Behemoth

Description

A subspecies of Humans like their Inchling cousins, Behemoths go the opposite way of being incredibly small. Able to break mountains with a fist and make valleys with a fist, they are the molders of the earth.

Abilities

Pros:

Colossus: You are 4 times larger than a regular person.

Large Feet: Stepping on players causes 7 hearts of damage. Stepping or jumping on trees causes them to break.

Big-Hearted: You have 5 more hearts, 0.25 more attack range, and 1 more build range.

Cons:

Heavy Load: You run out of hunger much quicker and cannot run. You also need much more food to replenish hunger.

Center of Gravity: Due to your size and the effect gravity has on you, you cannot wear armour stronger than Leather. It makes you too heavy.

Origin File

Inspired by sam @/cowbaits on Twitter

Behemoths are surprisingly elusive for such a large race. They are gentle beings and prefer to simply wander the world. The nomadic beings are known to assist other travelers, carrying them on their shoulders. Other races commonly contract Behemoths to help with landscaping, flattening and building up the terrain in exchange for food they are desperately in need of.

Behemoths, however, should not be seen as weak, for they are far from it. Stories of scorned Giants shattering empires with a single kick or punch, the ability to hurl mountains at their enemies, their intimidating size alone keeps many from challenging them.

Behemoths are known to have a connection to the earth, similar to the ones of Wardenites. They speak of the earth as both their mother and their creation. They were born from the crust and we're gifted the ability to also shape it as if clay. They are known as skillful builders and get along well with nearly all races, as long as the smaller ones don't accidentally get underfoot.

#minecraft #origin smp #origins mod #giant

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Origins Mod: Goat Origin

Origin: Goateé

(Pronounced: Go-Tea)

Description

Snowy tops or staggering cliffs, you climb them all by cloven hoof. Horns of all shapes and sizes are all worn proud atop the heads of Goateé’s, referred to locally as Satyrs.

Abilities

Cosmetic:

Horns: All Goateé’s have horns of varying shapes and sizes

Pros:

Common Food: You are able to eat grass off of grass blocks.

High Jumps: You can jump extremely high in the air (10 blocks, 6 seconds cooldown)

Thick Coat: You don't freeze when caught in powder snow.

Headbutt: You are able to charge at players causing 5 and a half hearts of damage. Occasionally causes you to break your horn and drop a Goat Horn (don't worry it grows back eventually).

Cons:

Vegetarian: You cannot eat any meat.

High Altitude: When sleeping, your bed needs to be at an altitude of at least 100 blocks.

Heavy Fur: You get overheated when in hot biomes.

Hard Head: Occasionally, you will randomly charge at a player if any are within an 8 block radius.

Origin File

Inspired by sam @/cowbaits on Twitter

The Goateé’s have lived long secluded lives high in the mountains, surviving on Groves and the mountain's resources. They have been scattered across the mountain ranges but remain connected through the use of fire signals on clearer nights. Observed signals that have been interpreted and explained are those relating to needing resources, a new birth, deaths within the herd, and moving locations. There may yet be more.

Goateé’s have no concept of currency, just as many hybrids, instead choosing to rely on trading and favors. Favors seem to be placed at a much higher value and favors have been traded for other favors most frequently when observed.

The ability to fight is a tradition amongst many Goateé’s. Practiced and played by the young while adults use it as a sense of honor and power. Wrestling is the favorite but close combat with Axes and Swords is also common. Using a Bow and Arrow is seen as a lack of physical strength but a heightened power of mental strength. They are not compared and seem to be classes on their own. Fights of the mind are a much more closely guarded tradition and take place in private. Separate families and/or tribes seem to have different ones.

Courting between Goateé’s involve many battles of strength and the mind. Either side may call off the courting if they feel the other does not meet their standards. It is common for one partner to be much more physically strong while the other excels in mentality. However, some tribes see physical battles as a form of a mental challenge as well and will synchronize the two challenges.

It is impossible to say Goateé’s are all the same. Each tribe and herd has its own form of challenges, resources, titles, traditions. It is more accurate to describe them as different races all on their own. They are indeed the most “human” of hybrids in that aspect.

#minecraft #origins mod #origins smp #goat #goat person

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Origins Mod: Warden Origin Ideas

Origin: Wardenite

Description

Born of darkness and the plant life that grows in the deep earth, you are a blind creature, wandering with the use of echolocation and Skulk.

Abilities

Cosmetic:

Giant Ancestry: Wardenites are three blocks tall.

Bioluminescent: You give off a slight glow but do not give off light. (Think Glow Squids)

Eerie Presence: Players in a ten-block radius of you will have the darkness effect and hear the slight sound of a heartbeat which gets louder as you get closer.

Forth Wall Chat: If players say something in chat while within your block radius, it will appear as a vibration.

Voice Chat (Possible Coding Add-On): Voice Chat will also affect you as a vibration.

Pros:

Heavy Hitter: Using a key bind, you can hit with the strength to deal major damage, taking out two-thirds of the health bar with no armor. Cooldown of 10 seconds.

Unnatural Diet: Eating Skulk-related blocks restore the most hunger.

Skulk Originator: Being partially made of skulk gives you a connection to it. Any sound shall appear as a glow wherever it originated from. You have a natural radius of 20 blocks. Being around a Skulk sensor increases this by one, with a cap of a 30 block distance. The further the sound, the fainter the light.

Large Build: You gain half a health bar. (+5 Hearts)

Cons:

Blind: All Wardenites have some level of blindness, determined randomly when you first spawn. Future respawns do not change this. This can range from the darkness effect to having a black screen aside from inventory, stats, and vibrations.

Unnatural Diet: You cannot eat meat or you will take damage. Plant-based food (Bread, Soups, Fruits, and Vegetables) are all you can eat aside from Shulk-based blocks.

Deep Dark Home: As you come from Deep within the earth, you will take damage if out in the sunlight.

Sensitive Sounds: As a being relying solely on vibrations and sound, loud noises affect you greatly. Explosions going off within your radius will cause damage to you as it hurts your sensors. The closer it is the more damage you take.

Origin File

Inspired by sam @/cowbaits on Twitter

The Wardens of the Deep Dark are elusive creatures, any who get close enough to see them rarely live to tell the tale. Which makes Wardenites all the harder to find and study. With the reputation of the Wardens, Wardenites are feared just as greatly. They seemed to be the least affected by the Cataclysm on a populational level, however, as they seem to live incredibly long times, many have talked of “The Rumbling” which is likely just their story of the Cataclysm.

Wardenites speaking of the Rumbling talk of the day the earth shrieked in pain, their homes sometimes caving under the tremors force. Some seem to have chosen death over hearing the Cataclysms effect on the underground. They speak of the earth as if living and dying during their ramblings of this time, saying that the earth no longer speaks to them as it once did. Though this may just be a case of cultural differences or possible chemicals deep within the cave systems.

Wardenites themselves seem to be rather passive creatures, only getting aggressive when they feel their territory is threatened, once again talking as if the Earth, and now including Shulk, are living beings are should be protected from trespassers. The varying limit of sight seems to be from their years of mixing with humans and natural selection. It is somewhat funny how easy they burn when in the sun, bleaching instead of burning darker as most do, though usually returning to normal within some time.

#minecraft #origins smp #origins mod #the deep dark #warden #skulk

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Syndicate Gang with Glare/Allay/Copper Golem!Reader Part 2

Part 1

Part 1.5 - Glare

Part 2.5 - Allay

Part 2.5 - Copper Golem

A reminder that all the mobs are in the game but the Glare and Iron Golem are rare, so hybrids are even more rare. Which is why everyone is so curious about you.

Also this will have spoilers for all event related to the Syndicate Gang including the more recent stuff. It’s been a while but still, if you want to watch the clips before anything, go do that.

Also also, these are going to be very long since we are covering everything from around the time of Tommy’s Death to current day.

Triple also, all relationship are written to be platonic but can be interpreted as romantic as you wish to read. Just bear in mind peoples boundaries.

Glare!Reader

So you’re still living in the Arctic with the group. You made your own house cause Techno and Phil were getting tired of getting woken up by your nightly glaring.

You spend most of your time sleeping during the day but at night you can’t stop.

Whether it’s taking care of the mobs on the commune (before Phil mob proofs it), building up your own resources, or doing one of the lists of things that the others might leave out for you.

Techno will usually ask for you to feed his dogs and other animals, Phil asks to water the crops, Ranboo will ask you to keep an eye on a house in Snowchester (though you haven’t been made aware why), and Niki will ask for help getting resources for the city.

Occasionally you wake up before sunset or stay up after sunrise for a while, that’s when you usually hang out with them.

You mainly base your opinions off of what they tell you since you don’t meet many others at night and you spend what time you can with them.

Needless to say you don’t like Tommy.

The only one you meet out side the commune is Sam. You had wandered close to the prison, curious about it and Sam was just finishing his shift. He asks you about what you know about the prison and Dream to which you reply nothing.

You asked the group about it next chance you got and that only left you more confused due to the wide range of answers and descriptions.

You start to talk to Sam more when he’s off at night since you don’t have much normally and just like to wander.

When Wilbur is revived, you notice. It’s like a zombie is there, but also not. More than once Will has woken up in the middle of the night to you glaring at him which led to a very colorful awakening for Phil.

You try to avoid each other. He feels wrong to you and you’re just weird to him.

Techno’s birthday is probably the only time you are awake during the whole day but you are happy for nonetheless.

It’s then you’re invited to join the Syndicate finally and given the name Nyx.

When Techno goes missing, no one tells you anything. Phil is nervous and keeps looking at a book, Ranboo is MIA (Phil says something about an Enderwalk), and Niki actively avoids you.

Sam is acts very strange when you tell him about all of this, having not known you were Techno’s friend. He tells you to stop visiting him and the prison and when you decline, he gets mad.

After an intense argument where he tries to skirt the issue, it comes out that Techno is in the prison.

You are pissed, to say the least. The group had told you that everyone on the server could be and/or is a nightmare. You had hoped Sam would be different. You had told him how isolated you felt due to needing to sleep during the day just as he told you about him feeling trapped by the prison and his job there.

You don’t visit with Sam anymore and whenever you travel to the prison, it’s only to stare at the walls, waiting for your friend.

When Techno is out, you’re overjoyed. You don’t fail to notice the new scars and the chip in his tusk, you hatred for Sam only grows.

Then you hear about Ranboo getting imprisoned and you’re livid. That night you go to the prison and demand Sam let Ranboo out. This leads to yet another argument and you end up attacking Sam.

He doesn’t want to fight you, but he does defend himself. And as the more experienced fighter, he wins. He tells you Ranboo is in the prison until he decides to let him out and that the next time you attack him, he WILL take a canon life.

The group doesn't plan on you being part of the prison break but after your fight, you straight up demand to be let in on it.

Since you aren't a strong fighter, you are with Niki, spawning withers and being a distraction. No one knows you or knows you have any connections to Techno, so they don't make the connection.

Everything is going well. Until Sam takes Ranboo hostage. You blow your cover when you see this running and begging Sam to stop. He does hesitate for a minute but he still demands that Dream come back.

Then Ranboo is dead. You scream, charging at Sam while Techno tries to stop you.

And Sam keeps his promise, taking a canon life.

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Allay!Reader

Ok, so you aren't living with the Arctic group but you aren't really in the SMP either. You have a house in the flower field Niki found you in. The cold hurt your wings which are incredibly sensitive.

Phil makes you a special coat so you can visit them, which you adore and would wear all the time if not for needing to fly.

As said before you mainly do fetch quests for everyone, doing it makes you the happiest any of them see you so it's hard for them not to give you things to do.

However, you are what Phil describes as an organized airhead. You flit about doing whatever whims you have, chatting up nearly every available person on the server till you're the everyfriend of the server.

And yet you will still complete every task you're given with perfect results. No one understands it but no one questions it.

People like to come to you a lot to ask you to get things for them. Some pay you like Foolish and Niki do. Others don't. And it starts to grate on you a bit.

You are still part human after all. And this is when you meet Bad. Having not been informed much about the Eggpire and the Egg, you don't think anything of it or him for that matter.

He listens to your growing woes and assures you that it isn't selfish to want some sort of credit for running around even if doing that makes you happy.

That's the moment when he starts telling you about the Egg. Until Puffy shows up and scares off Bad, who tells you you'll both talk again soon. He even calls you friend.

Puffy attempts to warn you about Bad being nothing but bad news. And as she's someone who pays you back on the rare occasions that she requests something of you, you're inclined to believe her.

But he seemed so genuine. He listened to your troubles. He reassured you and tried to tell you about something that would help you. Techno was talking about going on a trip, Ranboo had been acting odd, Niki was taking more time for her city, and Phil had been more focused on Ghostbur as of late.

You didn't have many friends outside of the group. Due to you flitting about and just talking to any and everyone, no one was close enough to call you a friend. But Bad did. He called you friend. He was there when everyone was pulling away, he was there when everyone was using you.

So for the first time, you lied. You lied, telling Puffy you would stay away from Bad and all things related to this Egg.

Later that evening, you found Bad talking to Antfrost and Ponk. And you asked him to tell you about the Egg.

Niki visited your house that night, wanting to apologize for being so busy and ask for a tea party tomorrow. But you weren't there. You weren't there the next night either. Or several nights after that.

Everyone was worried. You had vanished. Had someone given you a job that required you to travel to a village? Upon investigation, it turned up fruitless.

Then they started to think. Where was one place they wouldn't check but you could be while not being able to leave.

Eggpire.

Niki, Puffy, Techno, Phil, Ranboo, and an assist from Sam, stormed the Egg vault. And low and behold, there you were, helping set up chairs and fetching bowls for Ponk. Your once light blue-tinted skin and shiny blue wings were now pink and deep red.

They moved in and everyone greeted the group amicably. Techno demanded they let you go or he’d make the egg an omelet right here and now.

You all were surprised, but Bad complied oddly enough, saying you were free to go. You thanked hum but said you'd stay. Puffy growled, saying the Egg was controlling you, to which you denied.

You had gone to the Egg yourself. Bad concurred, you didn't even need to be put in the cage. You just sat in the room, listening and talking to the Egg.

The Eggpire gave you not only friends. It gave you a family. Something they all gave up when they left you and when everyone started using you.

You told them to leave and leave you alone. You found people who valued you and respected you, cared for you despite everyone else. You weren't leaving. Not unless they dragged you out. And even then you'd come right back.

The lead-up to the Red Banquet was a difficult time. You had joined Bad and Ant in delivering the invites. Everyone was shocked to see you the way you were now. Once bubbly and a bit of an airhead but still kind, now confident, but catty and sarcastic with those you feel had wronged you.

At the banquet, you seemed to glow, though that could have just been you being an Allay.

You had given a speech about finding your strength and keeping close to those who would support you.

And when the lava dropped, you were there with the others of the Eggpire. Holding an ax and a cold look in your eyes.

Niki tried calling out to you, only to be chewed out. She left you. Too focused on her obsession with Wilbur and her city to cope with it. She could have been there, helping you, defending you from people using you, telling you how “evil” the Eggpire was. But she wasn't. Neither was Techno and Phil and Ranboo.

You found your strength and you had found people who would support you instead of just taking. And now she would finally be rid of the headaches that wouldn't leave her alone.

When Quackity, Techno, and Purpled burst in after you had called Niki up to be next after Foolish, it was both shocking and hurtful. Techno wasn't there for you, but he would come for everyone else.

He denied that outright, he'd come to bring you home just as much as he'd come to take down the Egg. You were his friend. And he wasn't going to let that Egg twist your perception anymore.

When Antfrost died to Puffy, you screamed. You cried and had to be pulled from the room by Bad for the escape. When everyone agreed to split, you tried to say no but Bad promised that he'd find you again.

You all ran. To where you weren't sure but you did, and you disappeared

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Copper Golem!Reader

You're probably the most distant, but it's where you're comfortable.

You moved back to your old compound, fixing it up and making more golems to help manage the place. None are as sentient or smart as you but that's to be expected from a hybrid. At least that's what Phil says.

Due to being more readily available, you get frequent visits from Phil, asking questions for research about copper golems and you.

You're pretty good with Redstone surprisingly and people will come to you for repairs of smaller things. Occasionally, you'll include little things you make in your free time. Wind up toys and blink gadgets that don't do much. The younger visitors enjoy them the most.

You get along with the youngsters. Ranboo is the most frequent, but he commonly brings Tubbo, who in turn leads Tommy. Purpled is the one you see the least but he seems to enjoy you the most, says it's nice to talk to someone who doesn't judge him for his choice of alliance or interests.

When vines start growing on and in the compound, you're quick to set golems to get rid of them, but they always seem to break down. So, you handle them yourself.

They mess with your systems and being around those of the Eggpire feels wrong in a way you can't describe. But when an invite to the banquet is brought to you, it's hard not to give them a chance.

You're glitching the entire time and you almost go back to the compound, but you make it to dinner at least. Unfortunately, the betrayal has everything on its head.

After Foolish dies, you straight up shut down, dropping limply on the floor. Everyone is confused or panicked till Quackity, Techno, and Purpled, who is thoroughly pissed that you appear hurt.

Purpled and Quackity take you home, which is easier said than done when you are made mostly of metal, but they manage.

Your systems reboot as soon as you leave the egg chamber and you're walking by the time you're all halfway to the Compound.

Quackity is oddly quiet, staying to the back as you and Purpled chat about what's been happening, how you both have been, recent adventures or creations. You almost forget he's there.

You tell Phil and Techno about your sensitivity to the vines when they visit the next day. Phil asks to do a more physical analysis to see if he could find anything and you agree to a few blood samples and some general questions.

Then out of nowhere, Purpled came running saying Quackity blew up his UFO and is telling him to join Las Nevadas. And that gets you out of the compound.

You march across the SMP and right into the duck hybrids' stupid needle. And due to your strength, you grab him by the front of his shirt, lift him, begin a verbal smackdown no one expected.

You tell him to stay away from Purpled or you'd make sure he'd regret setting foot on the SMP. And the sucker has the balls to try and twist you into joining Las Nevadas. You call him crazy and leave.

When Purpled comes to tell you he's joining Las Nevadas, you near beg him to reconsider, offering him a place at the compound and saying you could rebuild the UFO, but he refuses.

So to make sure that nothing happens, you take Quackity up on his offer with Purpled.

You generally stick with Purpled during your time there, but you grow a friendship with Foolish, as well as Slime, you chat with Sam about Redstone and your gadgets, and actively avoid Quackity, only glaring when you are required to share space with him.

You mainly are in charge of security and peacekeeping in Las Nevadas due to your strength displayed to Quackity.

He tried having you work with Iron Golems since “Copper is weak and the golems are too small” according to Quackity. But that soon is a problem when the Iron Golems get too aggressive and you keep getting into fights with them.

You eventually just modify the traditional Copper Golem design with Sam and start making those instead. They work well enough and you make sure to rub it in Quackity’s face every chance you get.

Phil eventually stops by with the results from the blood experiments. Whatever your other half is, it's not entirely human.

You take a while off to try and figure this out with Phil, telling Purpled to be safe and behave.

Once, you're done with Phil, you stop by the compound for general maintenance and to check on your home. However, unbeknownst to you, Purpled and Quackity had a fight, a fight that nearly cost Charlie, and Quackity was going to send Purpled a message.

You couldn't even react until it was too late, and an ax had imbedded itself into you.

Purpled and Phil bumped into each other on the way to see you, taking about how you had been radio silent the past few days.

They found you torn apart in the main room of the compound, not dead, but certainly broken beyond normal repair.

Written on the wall was a message.

“Eye for an Eye. Friend for a Friend.”

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