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crunchyblocks · 2 months
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crunchyblocks · 4 months
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Hey guys.
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crunchyblocks · 6 months
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The only rpf I’ve ever considered writing is a crack fic in which the irl hermits are zapped into the in-game server and they now all must contend with the comfort fact that none of them built a damn bedroom
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crunchyblocks · 6 months
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i used to mute streams/skip past lore content in the dsmp cause tbh i CRINGED hard at everyone's "acting voice" it was just so hard to take things seriously when they were stumbling over their "badass lines" i was always so confused when people praised acting but tbh most of the fandom is too neurodivergent to see it (/aff)
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crunchyblocks · 6 months
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at least like once every 2 months or so the memory of lil nas x being on the dream smp comes to my mind and i question if it happened at all like. that just happened one day. the real lil nas x logged on minecraft and joined the dream smp to hang out with karl jacobs on the pokimane themed island he made and then went on to make a fucking tree house or something.
like that is a thing that happened and not something i hallucinated and it makes me insane
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crunchyblocks · 7 months
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AO3 Top Relationships Bracket- Round 2 Side 2
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This poll is a celebration of fandom history; we're aware that there are certain issues with many of the listed pairings and sources, but they are a part of that history. Please do not take this as an endorsement, and refrain from harassment.
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crunchyblocks · 7 months
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thinking about the events of the dsmp hundreds of years later being just a bunch of stories.
In a village nestled between tall pines children play Manberg Vs Pogtopia, the names of nations and reasons for war long forgotten as they hit each other with sticks and tackle their friends to warm summer grass.
When their mothers tuck them in that night they tell them stories of a snowy wasteland, so ancient it still holds the scars of long wars forgotten. They tell them of the wasteland’s inhabitant, the greatest warrior this world has ever seen. His name is lost to history but warriors still pray to him on the eve of battle and tie ravens feathers in their hair in his honor.
If the children misbehaved that day their mothers tell them a different story, one of a masked man who steals bad children and drowns them in the sea.
There’s a crater a few miles east of the village in the middle of the marshlands up by a glittering ocean. The crater is so deep that you can throw rocks off the edge and never hear them hit the bottom. Legend says that once upon a time the goddess of death had a son who walked this earth and when he died in her rage and grief she tore into the city that once stood there with her bare hands and ripped it from the earth leaving nothing but a crater behind.
On long sunny evenings in the inns that dot the coastline bards tell stories of a cursed city of gold and glass buried in the heart of a desert where it snows. They whisper the city is full of riches but nobody who looks for it ever comes back.
On stormy nights the Bards tell a different story, a story of a town that sits over a slumbering god. Strange things happen there. Red vines sport up over night. If you listen closely, the people say you can hear them talk. Everyone there has red eyes and cold cold hands.
If you start at dawn and ride in the opposite direction of the carter you can reach the vault before nightfall. The locals claim it used to hold a faceless god guarded by a king but time has weathered the vault’s defenses and the towns children dare each other inside its walls, running though the tight passages.
An old fairytale says if you follow a small barely visible path from the doors of a vault beyond you’ll reach a forest full of trees so overgrown they block the sun. The fairytale says if you walk to the heart of the forrest there’s a prince sleeping there, nestled in the flowers and weeds. The fairytale says his true love and his knights are long dead. The fairytale says he dreams the whole world in existence. The fairytale says a lot of things but nobody really believes it.
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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CRUNCHYBLCOSKS!!!!!!!!
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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TINAKITTEN HARDCORE CAME BACK??
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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dc lovejoy scalpers you are going to HELL!
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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o7 dream smp you crazy, weird, unsatisfying, wonderful, random, ridiculous piece of media/server. have a lovely last day darling it hasn't been perfect but I'm so glad we met
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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im ready to forgive qsmp for stealing foolish from crunchcraft because. it rules
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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crunchcraft: character selection
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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i'm fully under the impression that whenever techno wants to send a message to kirsten (ex. thanking her for a book recommendation or telling her his new potato bread recipe) he'll go out and find some corrupt monarchy to slaughter so that they'll take his messages to her in the afterlife
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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okay alright ive been thinking and the only thing that will ever really bug me when it comes to the dsmp is the giant fucking mansion foolish built for tubbo & ranboo that just. never got used
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crunchyblocks · 1 year
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when you make the guy out of a magazine thats how you know its chronic
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