#and when it was just Minecraft builds that was expected. I guess it is still expected and I’m being a huge snob

[astronomodome]

Feeling conflicted about the cyberpunk thingy impulse is going for because like yeah it’s a great theme and I like the aesthetics a lot but what I really like most about cyberpunk is the themes of corporate alienation and/or transhumanism etc etc which I know will not be addressed at all and in fact it’s kind of stupid of me to expect that at all from a minecraft series. Does anyone else get that or just me

#this is an issue I’ve been having with mcyt content in general you know. not ragging on impulse specifically #it’s just… I find it difficult to reconcile the quality of narrative focused mcyt content with its complete lack of commentary #should it have commentary? I believe it could if it wanted to. I don’t think it has to #but then you see these genres being… skinned and worn as cloaks #taking the aesthetics and story without any of the meaning behind it #and when it was just Minecraft builds that was expected. I guess it is still expected and I’m being a huge snob #but like. mcyt narrative is so fucked from a quality standpoint. you can’t even have villains who are other mcyters because people #will get mad at them #is that an unrelated issue? maybe. but I don’t think so #idk. mcyters aren’t expected to be storytellers and they don’t need to be #but I see these things happen over and over again and it’s just uncanny to see something that walks like a story talks like a story #but at the same time has absolutely nothing of value to say #it’s very early on so maybe there will be something done with this concept but I doubbbt it. I would be very pleasantly surprised #astro speaks #hermitcraft #not putting this in the impulse tag cause he would be more likely to see it #and I don’t want him to feel like he has to address this at all #it’s more just me noticing a trend

[antimony-medusa]

on Consequences in minecraft streaming

Okay so one of the real common things that I've been seeing lately is an increasingly passionate call for certain characters to experience Consequences (and the rest of the post always makes it clear that they mean a specific type of definatively negative repercussions) for their actions during QSMP events. And aside from the absolute deja vu of having seen these same calls when DSMP was airing, and how that turned out (sorry, the syndicate did not all have a meeting where they apologized for their sins while tommy told them they were horrible people), I'm not 100% sure if that's going to happen or pan out in the exact way that I think people are aiming for and expecting will happen.

I keep seeing a lot of people saying that it would be bad writing if people don't get "consequences" for their actions, and what they're specifically asking for is punishment and for people to realize what they're doing was wrong. BBH is supposed to repent for furniture thefts and torturing the people keeping him from his kid. Phil is supposed to realize that actually he's good at PVP and apologize for saying that his team has been suffering in purgatory. Tubbo is supposed to fill in his tubhole and only do things other people ask him to do.

But like, so much of the time, what we're seeing is these streamers being interested in writing morally grey characters, just some little guys who make bad decisions, and the thing about characters being morally grey is that they don't always have a come to jesus moment and become morally pure. Sometimes they just keep being morally grey. Sometimes they get worse on purpose.

Maybe BBH never decides that torturing that guy was bad, because he wanted to get his FUCKING KID back. Like, I seriously think you have to be prepared for that character arc to never end in Bad going "that was wrong to do", and maybe his cubito will still be happy. Phil is a dude with anxiety who's been sure that his kids are going to die from the moment he got to purgatory, streaming at 1-4 in the morning while other teams break into their base, even if bolas goes insane and scrapes out a win I think it's way more likely that that team is gonna go "what a wild fluke that's the power of gas masks" and not have a moment where they go "it was unfair of us to assume that we were underpowered, I guess everybody else was the underdogs! Our bad." Tubbo is tubbo, he's already building a new create thing, he is not going to apologize for leaving marks on the landscape with mod packs.

Like, the streamers are interested in making human characters, making interesting decisions, not communicating moral lessons to their fanbases. Bad is operating within a Taken film, not a sermon. Quackity wants his cubito to be pathetic, gay, and out for revenge, not to communicate the importance of forgiveness to those who hurt you. Tubbo's victory condition is having a nice date with Fred, full stop, does not care who he has to run over to get there.

Absolutely I think there are people intentionally doing corruption/villany arcs on the server, and they probably intend for that to lead places. There will be Consequences, as in, things will happen. Cellbit is doing cannibalsm on purpose, and not as a teaching moment about how good cannibalism is for your social bonds. But like, maybe that leads to him being thrown out of his family and not trusted because of his sins, OR maybe it leads to him murdering his way through a federation complex, facing down a bloody cucurucho, and going "you made me into you and I hate this" and eating him. Narrative consequences does not always mean punishment and a return to moral purity. Sometimes people just do bad things, and then repercussions happen, but they don't necessarily "see the error of their ways". The specific call for like— retribution and repentance as the consequences people are going for— for punishment— if a character has done something bad they don't "deserve" good things to happen to them and it's bad writing for that to happen— I just don't think that those are the stories the creators are necessarily interested in telling.

And secondly, what people are often asking for is character conflict— they want people to be socially excluded by characters they feel have been wronged, and learn the error of their ways that way until they apologize sufficiently. Phil is gonna hate BBH or Tubbo is going to hate Roier or something once they return from Purgatory. People want their cubitos to have beef with each other.

But the thing is, on a meta level, I don't doubt that the entire admin team and streaming team on QSMP is just screamingly aware that this fandom cannot be trusted with conflict. The election was just part of it, but I made it through the election, and Purgatory has been so much more unpleasant— and I am not just talking about twitter. This website, tumblr, has been full of people fighting each other for their teams. And I am not just saying "red team fans have been bad", because boy have I been staring in horrified awe at the takes that some red team people have been putting forward (what on EARTH do you mean BBH deserves to have his kid die, touch grass immediately), but if I step outside of red team circles, everyone is talking about how red team people are horrible hypocrites who win too much and only deserve to suffer (I saw this posting the day that blue had back to back wins, so it isn't even tied to how well red is doing). The quality of the discourse has been increasingly unpleasant, and this has been taking place in streamer's chats, on twitter, in discords, and here on tumblr.

Every QSMP streamer is increasingly aware that having conflict with another streamer is basically sending a wave of negativity their way, and setting off bombs in the fandom at the same time. And they're all friends with each other! Sometimes they decide that the story beat they're going for is worth it and just tell each other to stay off twitter, but like, you have got to be prepared that maybe they will just be friends again. And that might be weaker writing, for people to keep forgiving each other, but that is an unfortunate aspect of the technical aspects of this medium and this fandom. Maybe the creators would be more willing to have character conflict if they didn't know that that meant the person they were mad at in-game would get death threats on social media.

Like no fucking wonder Phil apologized for getting mad at Wil within the same stream and before Wil said sorry to him. This is why the French have given up on revolution arcs, you know it's why the women are all very careful to get along with people. All of those creators know the cost of making anyone into a villain, and I'm just saying maybe get prepared that we won't have inner-party conflict. Maybe they'll decide it's worth it for a fun story moment! Maybe they won't. Maybe don't get 100% married to the idea that the only good writing possible moving forward is for people to be thrown out of the community and then repent for their sins.

#qsmp #fandom meta #discourse #negativity #this is also just screamingly culturally christian of you but that lies beyond the scope of this post #cw cannibalism

[beaker1636]

Streaming Pt. 3

AN: Well, here is the final part of the streaming trilogy. I never intended it to be more than the first part but ya'll encouraged me and convinced me that we needed more of it so here you go! Forgive if I described any part of the game incorrectly, I am not a gamer at all so I kind of just faked the little bit I could! Sorry it is a day late, my kiddo had conferences with his teacher last night and I completely forgot about it!

Enjoy!

RECAP: Suddenly you feel one of his hands harshly grab your thigh, letting you know that this night is far from over once the stream is done and you can not wait for him to follow up on his threat from earlier.

Start:

You let out a slight gasp when his hand makes contact, harshly grabbing your thigh underneath the desk while you sit on his lap, trying not to clue anyone in on what he is currently doing to you.

“You guys want us to game together? Y/N doesn’t play anything really, she won’t know what to do.  I guess I could try to teach her something but I don’t see it ending well…” Vinny responds to a comment, acting like nothing has happened.

“I mean maybe it would be good for some laughs,” you say with a joke, not expecting him to take you seriously at all.

“Okay, I’m in.  Give me a minute to pull something up,” Vinny says, leaning forward quick to type something into his gaming computer to pull up Rust, you only recognize it because you have watched him play it so much in the past. 

He shows you controls on his keyboard, trying to explain to you what you need to do but you are completely lost, having no clue what exactly he is telling you to do.

“So you do this to shoot your gun that you currently have, but you can switch what your weapon is doing this,” he says, arms around you as you are still on his lap as he shows you these things.  So you’re going to want to, no no no, don’t do that,” he says with a groan. “You just killed someone in our own clan.”

You can’t help the giggle that comes out, enjoying the fact that you are even slightly annoying him while the chat is blowing up about how awful you are and how funny it is watching the two of you together.

“I warned you guys that I sucked and you still wanted this, so I blame all of you for this,” you joke, continuing to run around with no clue what you are doing.

“You’re going to piss off everyone you are playing with, it isn’t that funny, but it also kind of is because they don’t know it is you and not me,” he says, now leaning back a little in his chair, starting to rub patterns on your bare thigh as you sat there, nobody the wiser about the fact that he is currently teasing you while you attempt to play this game as he continues to try to direct you.

“I am glad you guys are enjoying watching me cringe at everything she keeps doing, thank you all for tormenting me,” he jokes, his hand now moving to lightly rub over your center through your shorts, still not missing a beat as he talks and smirking to himself when he feels you shift slightly in his lap.

“You could be letting me play minecraft again,” you joke.

“Yeah so I don’t even play it that often but when I do she isn’t allowed to join me because she just likes destroying everything, so she’ll wreck half of what I am trying to build.  I banned her a while ago,” he says, rolling his eyes when you start to laugh at the memory of his frustration.

“Someone just said that it would be funny to play something against Ryan but to not tell him it’s me and not you so that we could confuse him,” you say reading the comment, still running around doing absolutely nothing that you should be in the game.

“Oh yes, let’s annoy and piss off someone that I spend months with in a confined space, that seems like such a wise idea,” he answers. “Sometimes I am convinced you all just want to torment me with shit.”

You try not to let out a groan when his hand suddenly slides under the waistband of your shorts, a finger now dipping between your folds to find your clit, circling it slowly, trying to get a rise out of you.

“I mean sometimes I try to but I’m your girlfriend, it’s my job to annoy you,” you say with a giggle, trying to talk through the shocks that are working through your body, glad that the camera is angled up so they can’t see anything still. “You also are continuing to let me play despite the fact that I am doing so awful.”

“Good point, should we shut it off.  Then you can sit here awkwardly as we all just chill because I know that bothers you and you find it so weird when I do it and talk to people like that,” he teases, his finger moving to dip inside of you before it quickly leaves, moving back towards your clit.

“I’m sorry but you basically sit and talk to a computer screen, like I get it and know why people enjoy watching you do it but I find it awkward,” you say, trying to hide the soft moan that almost escaped at the end of your words, glad that nobody has pointed out that you are acting weird.

“We just chat, it’s not that weird.  How have you not gotten yourself killed in the game yet, you’re just running around in circles,” he asks, grinning to himself when you slowly begin rocking your hips towards his hand, searching for more that he will not give you.

He leans forward to softly whisper in your ear, “you won’t be finishing until we are done with the stream, I am going to edge you and keep you ready for me.”

You know that you are blushing very vividly because the chat is all blowing up about it, making you flush even more out of embarrassment of the fact people have noticed the change in your face.

Vinny decides he is tired of watching you run around like an idiot and exits out of the game, going back to just chatting with people as they ask questions and talk while you mostly just sit there keeping him company, answering a few times here and there but mostly leaning into him as he continues to torment you with barely there touches to your clit, keeping you on edge as you have to act like nothing's wrong.

You finally have enough and tell Vinny you are going to go read some, and saying a goodnight and goodbye to the people he is streaming with.  Truthfully you are going to the other room because you can’t take much more of his touches, you are going to burst at the seams if you don’t cum soon.

You wait in the bedroom for a few minutes, making sure that he isn’t following you before you lay down on the bed and slip your own hand down your torso, finding it between the apex of your thighs as you touch yourself, needing relief after the torture that he just gave you.

You don’t notice the footsteps heading towards your shared bedroom until you hear the bedroom door open and you quickly pull your hand away in both embarrassment and shock. 

“I don’t remember telling you that you were allowed to touch yourself,” Vinny says in a lower voice than usual, the arousal evident in his voice.

“You never told me I couldn’t you sass back,” hoping to get a rise out of him, hoping that it has been long enough since he came that he would be ready for a round two with you.

“You’re right, okay, continue.  Let me watch you play with yourself then baby,” he responds, taking a seat at the end of the bed as he watches you closely.

He groans when you do as he asks, reaching a hand down to slip two of your own fingers inside of you as he watches closely, seeing just how wet you are, how much wetter you are getting as he watches you.

“You enjoy giving a show don’t you, you enjoyed making me cum infront of everyone earlier, you loved me touching you under the desk while they watched, but mostly you are loving me watching you fuck yourself with your hand aren’t you?” He asks, glancing up at your face, noticing that you are watching him closely.

“It’s better when you do it though,” you whimper, bringing yourself close to the edge.

“Stop, you aren’t allowed to cum yet,” he suddenly moves towards you, pulling your hand away from yourself.

He takes your hand and holds it up towards his face, shocking you when he pulls one of your fingers in your mouth, swirling his tongue around it and cleaning every drop of you off of it before moving on to the next one, never once breaking eye contact.

“Fuck Vin, that is hot,” you groan out when he pulls away, satisfied with the job he made of cleaning them.

He moves, making you sit up now so he can pull your shirt over your head before doing the same with his, your bra follows it quickly after.  Vinny wastes no time as he moves to cup one of your breasts, his fingers pulling at your stiffened nipple, continuing his teasing from earlier.

He knows it is working when your hands move towards his pants, pulling lightly on them to indicate that you want them off of him.  He moves away from you so that he can kick them and his boxers off of his legs before he settles between your legs.

“Should I let you cum before I fuck you? Do you think that you earned it with how you have acted tonight?” He asks you, running his fingers along your slit as he watches your face closely, noticing how it contorts slightly when he brushes your clit. 

Dipping a finger inside of you he thrusts it a couple times before quickly adding a second, getting rough with you in the best way possible as he brings you close yet again.

“I want you to beg for it,” he asks you, making sure you make eye contact as he says it before he shifts to watch his fingers slide in and out of you effortlessly with how wet he has gotten you tonight.

“Fuck, Vin, Vin, please baby, I am so close. I need to cum please,” you whine, hoping that it will be enough, at this point you don’t want it, you need it.

“Will you be a good girl and take my cock inside you after, let me fuck you hard and deep as you wither beneath me on the mattress?” He asks, leaving a particularly hard thrust of his hand at the end of his question, making you whimper.

You frantically nod your head, willing to do whatever he wants at this point if he will just let you fucking cum.

“Fine, go ahead,” he says, moving so his thumb is now moving against your clit, pushing you over the edge as he feels you clench around his fingers.  The orgasm washing over you as you let out a loud moan, unable to hold back with how strong this one was from the edging he has done to you earlier.

He moves, leaning over the top of you and pulling you into a kiss as he lines himself up with you, not giving you much warning as he slams his hips into yours, both of you groaning.

“Fuck baby, you’re taking my cock so well,” he grunts out as he continues rocking his hips into yours, hard enough that all either of you can hear is skin slapping skin along with your deep breaths.

You wrap your legs around him, wanting to pull him even closer to you as he pulls away from the kiss, throwing his head back with a groan as he continues, knowing that he is nearing his end and he needs to get you moving.

“Fuck baby, you feel so good, taking me so good.  Are you getting close again, are you going to be a good girl and cum on my cock?” He eggs you on, knowing that his words always get to you, especially the praise, you try to deny all the time you have a praise kink but he knows better.

“Rub your clit for me baby, make yourself cum on me one last time before I do,” he says, grabbing one of your hands and leading it down between your thighs.

You do as you ask, rubbing your clit as he continues to pound inside of you roughly, your second orgasm hitting you rather abruptly, making you tremble underneath him, him giving a few more thrusts before he stills, finishing inside of you.

When you both come down from your high you glance up at him, pulling him down to give him a couple soft, sweet kisses before he moves off of you, sitting next to you on the bed and brushing a couple of damp strands of hair out of your face.

“No more fucking with me when I stream please? We are going to get caught one of these times and I really don’t need to deal with that,” he says gently, helping you up so you can go to the bathroom and clean yourself up quickly. 

When you return you glance at him where he lays in the bed. “I can’t make any promises,” you say, moving to bury your face in his neck as you curl up in his side. “Also, never make me play that fucking game again.  I think I will stick to my reading.”

#motionless in white imagine #motionless in white #vinny mauro #fanfiction #bree sucks at fanfiction #chenzo mauro #vinny mauro smut #vinny mauro imagine #I actually really like this one #vinny mauro fanfiction #vinny mauro fanfic #vinny mauro fic

[mod-kyoko]

I noticed requests are open and I got an adorable idea yesterday!

Chiaki x Mikan (Nanamiki) domestic hcs about how they both react to the other one coming back from school/work!

I think itd be quite adorable

Nanamiki domestic hcs

type: non-despair au

a/n: this ask got me crying in the club /pos for some reason I keep thinking Mikan is really tall like 5'10" but she's literally shorter than me

⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡

chiaki nanami

when chiaki is not at school, she's at home... a lot

as expected of the ultimate gamer she plays video games all day

unless she needs food she'll have a snack

let's be real this girl doesn't know how to cook anything other than instant noodles

so mikan cooks for the both of them

when mikan is busy working at the hospital chiaki is left to starve (and also a little lonely)

mikan usually gets back from work very late and poor chiaki can barely stay up long enough to see her partner

mikan will usually come home and see chiaki passed out on the sofa with a game still playing in her hand

but not today!

chiaki had chugged so many energy drinks to stay up, she had been training herself to stay awake!

she hears the front door opening and sluggishly goes to the hallway

"hey hey, player 2" chiaki says to mikan, who is literally shocked that chiaki is even awake

"c-chiaki?! what.. what are you doing... a-awake?" the other girl would ask.

chiaki stands there for awhile, thinking. then she shrugs. "just wanted to see you... I guess."

mikan immediately bawled her eyes out at chiaki's feet

the nurse couldn't believe her beloved waited for her!

after like 10 minutes of chiaki calming mikan down, the gamer suggested they could have dinner

of course, mikan agrees and whisks herself to the kitchen to start dinner

chiaki yawns, rubbing her eyes as she silently watches mikan totter around the kitchen

chiaki's hands felt empty when she wasn't holding a controller or a handheld device

she walks up behind mikan and wraps her arms around her waist, resting her head between the nurse's shoulders

mikan tries not to move too frantically after that

as she finishes with a simple meal for dinner, she hears snores

chiaki fell asleep, standing up against mikan's back

but she was happy that she could see her player 2 come home

mikan tsumiki

during school time, mikan is usually home earlier than chiaki, as chiaki is a class representative and also takes part in clubs

mikan... does not take part in clubs, despite chiaki lightly encouraging her

to say that mikan is lonely at home would be an understatement

when she doesn't have any form of housework to do, she curls up in the middle of the bed with a pillow clutched to her chest

she misses her beloved chiaki a lot and can't seem to take her mind off of her

sometime in the afternoon mikan hears the front door click open

she is sprinting down the stairs, tripping on the last step

thankfully chiaki catches her with her fast gaming reflexes

mikan is bawling... again

"c-chiakiiii! I m-missed you!" mikan cried in chiaki's chest who looked both confused and mildly concerned.

"uhm... it's okay, mikan... I think... I'm home now..."

"hey... want to play a video game with me?" chiaki suggested, unsurprisingly.

mikan agreed to play a game with chiaki, it was the many ways they hung out together

during their first stages of their relationship, mikan was too paranoid of playing video games with chiaki, because she didn't want to make a fool of herself

however chiaki gently persisted and assured mikan that losing or making mistakes in games is fine, even chiaki makes mistakes

okay she makes mistakes on purpose to make mikan feel better

the two sat down on the sofa together where they cuddled up and shared a blanket

they play minecraft together on their switches

mikan has a pink switch whilst chiaki has an limited one-of-a-kind edition switch

they play on peaceful mode and build to their heart's content

mikan giggled playfully, muttering creative build ideas that they could do together to chiaki who agreed wholeheartedly

mikan feels warm and safer than ever now that her beloved chiaki was back home

they spent hours shoulder-to-shoulder laying on the sofa playing comfy games

until they both fell asleep in each other's arms ⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡⟡♡ -Mod Kirumi

#mod kirumi #danganronpa #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #chiaki namani #mikan tsumiki #nanamiki #wtf i actually like this ship

[bee-dot-exe]

Surprise, I told you that I would post it and tag you eventually, @wolfboypunzo, hope this is what you had in mind!

Last Day Of Twitchcon

993 words

Bit of angst, it's a Dream Team but Sapnap focused hurt/comfort, so it has a sweet ending.

The second we were sure the streams had ended, the raids had gone through, and Discord was closed, the three of us headed for a more secluded area of the convention building to relax.

Before Dream and George left for the next panel. Which I wasn't invited to for whatever reason. But it's fine. I was so goddamn tired and didn't feel that great anyway.

None of us completely fell asleep, but we did let our minds and bodies relax for the next hour or so, and then we were backstage. Even though Dream has shown his face for a year now, it was still one of his first major outings, he had a right to be nervous. Of course, George and I took him through a couple grounding techniques and reassured him of his worth and impact.

Then Parker walked out.

Then Bad, Sylvee, Puffy, Dream, George, Sam, Hannah.

Then Bink, Spreen, Gia.

"I want us to take the time for the last little bit of the panel and say one nice thing about everyone else, say your favorite thing about the other people on these couches, end this with some feel good moments."

The longer they spent, the more my stomach felt a little bit like it was putting itself in a knot. It was really nice, and I was happy for everyone, they deserve it, they all deserve everything. I didn't wanna be out there.

By the end, everyone's eyes were a bit shiny, even George's, and everyone was backstage again. The ones who were on the panel stayed for some group pictures and conversed, when Dream walked over to me standing by the wall away from the crowd.

"All good, Sap?"

I nodded and lightly rubbed my eye with the back of my hand.

"Kinda tired. Kinda hungover."

He smiled sympathetically.

"Wanna head back to the hotel?"

I nodded again, so he got George, we said our see you later's, and left.

Almost as soon as we used the keycard to our room, we all made way to our designated sleeping spots.

"Been a long day, long couple days, actually."

I said while trying to sink as far into the bed as it would let me, Dream and George vehemently agreeing, maybe everything would be fine and I could forget what happened.

"You did such a good job out there, by the way. I know it was pretty nerve wracking. But you did it, and that meant a lot to the fans."

Maybe not.

"You did such a good job today, too, I know that's not easy, especially when it comes to like showing emotions, which I didn't expect."

Definitely not.

I listened to them talk about the panel for a few more minutes, before I turned my face into the pillow and exhaled heavily, apparently causing more of a disturbance than I intended, because Dream and George stopped talking.

"Hey, what's going on, does your head hurt that bad, Nick?"

Damn Dream and his big heart.

"It's fine, sorry."

"Don't worry, we can stop, want me to get you some water or something?"

George too? This wasn't fair.

"I said it's fine."

"I mean, clearly not, let me just---"

"My head isn't the problem, okay?"

I didn't mean to say that so loud. Or come off that way. Or say anything at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm just tired."

I put my head back on the pillow and tried to avoid making eye contact.

"Hey Nick?"

Guess not making eye contact wasn't an option.

"That's not all that's going on, is it?"

I shook my head slow enough for them to hopefully not notice, of course I wasn't that lucky, and they both started over the sit on the edge of my bed.

"The panel was really nice."

"Sap?"

"It was really nice and I wasn't there."

"Sap..."

"It was really nice and everyone was being really nice and you guys were saying really nice things about each other."

"Sapnap."

I looked up at that.

"Sapnap, one day I was this random kid playing Minecraft who met this other random kid playing Minecraft and the stars aligned just right or something and this kid said 'type 123 for Skype team' and that led me to one of my best friends.

And then you moved in and met Patches, and you let me do as much as I could without showing my face, which wasn't a lot, and you could've said 'no this is too much' or something, but you didn't, you stayed by my side the whole time through everything no matter what.

You have never not been by my side to encourage me or keep my anxiety at bay or stop putting up with the things I ask of you or put you through and I couldn't be more grateful to have you here."

The tears that had been pricking at the corners of my eyes after I raised my voice earlier were now small trails racing down and over my cheekbones as Dream finished speaking.

"You got on a plane the second you heard that I wasn't feeling the greatest emotionally even though it scares you.

You picked me up from the airport when I got to the US and were the person to greet me and help me start this new life with you and Dream.

You drive me crazy and I drive you crazy and we have fun and laugh and I can count on you for anything."

George. I think he was replaced by a clone or something. Cause he doesn't talk like this. And I was still crying. I didn't know what to say.

"Hey guys?"

"Yes?"

"I wasn't lying when I said I was tired earlier."

"Come here, dumbass."

We all laughed, Dream hugged me and laid us down together, George following behind, so we could take a a nap, and continue to do this crazy journey called life with each other.

#mcyt #dsmp #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #fanfic #creative writing

[luigi-mcdingle]

a while back, out of sheer morbid curiosity, i went back to beta version 1.7.3 of minecraft (the earliest version i could find new records of people playing) yknow, to see what was different and if it was still any good that far back it was. um. not? i mean i guess i see the appeal but i couldn't play without the ability to sprint, no end, no enchanting, no hunger? but that's just me, again i see the appeal then, again out of morbid curiosity, i upgraded to version 1.0.0, expecting a similar experience i now have 142 hours on my 1.0.0 world. | v

this version of minecraft is, compared to today's vision of minecraft, simple so many things we tend to take for granted aren't there, like stained glass, hoppers, maps, item frames, villages, horses, stone walls... you get the point

i didn't expect to put more than an hour or so into this world before going back to my heavily-modded 1.16.5 world or making a new 1.20 world, but something about it just kept me entranced there were simple goals and simple ways to reach it, but the basic gameplay was just so fun

i've always thought modern minecraft was kinda bloated, and this really cemented that feeling; we didn't need frogs or ocean monuments or horses or redstone comparators or any of the stuff that has been added since that time

yeah, it'd be nice for some of the modern quality of life features to be available like pressing ctrl to sprint or sheep being able to regrow their wool, but it's not needed minecraft became popular because the concept is perfect as is; your imagination really fuels things before i realized i was having so much fun, i was doing things i had never done before in my thousands of hours of minecraft, like building functional mob grinders, mining out slime chunks, and making elaborate redstone contraptions

(the walls of the lower room in this pic ^ are made of mushroom blocks... that i had to manually push into the room one by one with pistons because silk touch only gave solid brown mushroom blocks, no red ones) when i decided i was getting bored of this world, i went to good ol curseforge and downloaded about a hundred mods for 1.16.5 and played that... for maybe five hours, then i went right back to 1.0.0. yeah, i know, those are kinda polar opposites in terms of content and bloat, but it says something, right?

(yes that's the animal crossing train station) the one thing i ended up doing in this world that i had never done, that i honestly thought id never do, was go to the end and kill the enderdragon. yeah, in thousands of hours playing this game, i never once beat it. id always make a world, dick around for a while, then stop playing and eventually come back and start the whole process again... that or id play on multiplayer servers. remember mineplex? i should ramble about that one day...

i had known about the ending poem, especially since the whole thing with it becoming public domain (have you read the author's blog post about that situation? where he talks about how he took a bunch of shrooms in the woods and God told him what to write, and the end poem was the result?) but i never read it because... well, i just never felt like it, really. reading it for the first time after my long playthrough of this simple, fun version of minecraft that i so quickly grew to love so much was... something else. id say you should read the poem (it's available online, obviously) but it really doesn't work nearly as well without the experience of a full minecraft playthrough backing it up.

all this talk and im not really sure what my point in all this is. i guess it's something along the lines of "you don't need everything to enjoy life. limitation breeds creativity, and simplicity can bring happiness." or something. i dunno, it's fuckin' minecraft. maybe try making a new world. and having fun.

oh yeah, also i never really got that "creepy feeling" most people seem to get in these older versions of minecraft. i got a little creeped out while strip mining but that's just me not liking corridors.

#zbram! #minecraft #video games #rule

[omegamoo]

As far as Whittled Pantheon goes.. a few questions. 1) It was originally a MC RP.. how has it being made into a group writing project affected certain liberties you have been able to take?

2) How has the loss of the original group of character creators affected the direction the story has gone and what difficulties have presented themselves as a result of this?

3) What aspects of the story have changed since its conception? (I.e., the Catalyst, characters' personalities and actions, etc., etc.)

Love this stuff (:

omg hi.. hiii... HI... long time no see hope you've been doing really well aaaahhhhh ahhh ahhh!!! also this set of questions is so freaking cool to answer... aAHHHHH HHH! AHHH!! also your smiley face is still the wrong way i guess some things never change :)

i will warn you that asking me about the whittled pantheon is like walking into a minefield and i think i got really incomprehensible here so i'm sticking this all under the cut. thanks so much for the ask

also i seriously think a lot about how this all happened w the og group :) and i for sure did not manage to properly say everything i wanted to within this ask haha

wanna start by saying i feel like since the beginning the whittled pantheon was always going to grow out of minecraft. like as soon as we said lets make them gods in survival minecraft there was so much like. worldbuilding and context and stuff that was automatically just so much bigger and complex than minecraft was able to provide and i honestly think that was very charming. like we - and by we i mean literally all of the original group of creators - put so much love and thought into this that of course it was going to grow further than we expected. and i think that's really beautiful.

1) moving it away from minecraft absolutely EXPLODED the possibilities which i think you ended up seeing the first part of? especially within the context of the old world which before really functioned as like... another server. since moving it away the worldbuilding has gotten really unique - specifically in regards to things like language and culture, which i feel like minecraft lays out within its own game lore? yk? so moving it outside of that really changed a lot. and things like... we're not tied to minecraft mechanics in terms of the nether and the overworld and the mobs and stuff, like that's not really a factor? anyways we were able to take a lot more liberties in terms of godly powers and abilities and creations, and worldmaps and timelines and just so much specific city culture and building. but as i'm writing this it's occuring to me - and i don't know if like, twig or tgm would say this as well - but it's a bit funny because even now picturing the new world/post catalyst i... still imagine it in the format and layout of our minecraft server. like in terms of where houses are, the paths, aides' tree and the warren... like when i picture that i'm still picturing the server. maybe that's just because your ask got me thinking about it i'm not sure but it's kinda funny!

2) i mean it changed a lot. i think this is the answer that is gonna vary the most if you were to ask it to tgm or twig because i think our individual relationships to the group and such are different but i will say that the main difficulty for me has always been like. wanting to include people in the process and getting nervous that people will feel excluded or that we've taken too many liberties with it and people will be angry that we didn't consult them, but also... it's hard to manage consistency and communication for as large and complex of a project as what the whittled pantheon was becoming especially within the context of the group at the time. and i think that bit kinda speaks for itself, haha. the main change i think was again the worldbuilding and a bit the arc of the characters - we never changed really personalities, exactly, i think the main cast stayed relatively true to original concept in many ways, but there's a bit of archetyping of characters in terms of their roles within the larger story that were impossible to predict when we started. the story itself for sure also became a lot more of a commentary on society which i don't think outside of tgm's stuff with agathodaemon it was beforehand - because largely that wasn't what the whole group was into, from what i remember.

the other thing in terms of all of that is, especially on my end, the attempt to stay true to the original concepts without like. being able to know for sure where y'all were going with it all. there were some parts of lore that either never got fleshed out or i personally never fully understood or never fit within the worldbuilding that the majority had set up, and so it was like. hard to make sure that that was close to what it had been while still making sense. thinking about maey forever. and idk like i'd talk to people and they'd be like "hey what's up with my character and can i write stuff" a year later and it was tough to be like "yeah here's kinda... how its changed. please don't b mad and also you can write stuff but its so much more complex now" idk it is kinda scary.

3) changes time EEE. lets see. im gonna make you a little list :]

the worldbuilding at its very basic essentials changed SO much. how the planet systems and how the Carver came to be are much more solid. i kinda dont know how to explain it because the effects of it are still the same but its just more detailed? if you want more the tag on my pinned post "whittled pantheon explanations" has a lot of it

other big change was the Failsafes - Melior, Palaemon, and Aides. failsafe is a type of god essentially and there are two per each world (the Carver isn't supposed to carve any other gods just set the two failsafes down and move on) and they are like the protectors and caretakers of the world. there's usually an earth one and a water one - for the old world, Melior is the earth and Palaemon is the water. this is why things get SO BAD when Palaemon dies, because he's fundamentally a part of the world. And Aides is the earth failsafe for the new world, and is awakened by Agathodaemon when he goes back to get Iota. failsafes can create passages (like. melior goddess of paths yk) between worlds (melior creates the one to the new world originally and aides then creates the warren back to the old world). so you can prolly see a lot of the similarities in terms of plot function, just we've kinda slotted it all into worldbuilding better.

uhm the Catalyst. no longer about turning into glass haha, that just stopped making as much sense. it's still the end of the world, but there's a lot more... politics? in it? it's more centered around the loss of water, so there's a lot of faction-action surrounding like... the last standing sources of water. the fortuna and iota stuff is still pretty much the same though.

a lot of character actions still stay the same at their core, i think. like there's been modification for sure but a lot of the story concepts that were fully written out stayed the same. maey's stuff with kappa has been slotted into worldbuilding but still remains at its core the same, the relationship between morrighan and ludo in all its godly toxicity still remains a lot of what it was. the whittled pantheon started out as a story driven by the characters. there's not some big bad guy out there to destroy them, it's entirely the actions of the characters and so in a lot of ways there was absolutely no way for us to ever lose sight of that bc that would fundamentally change the project.

final thing because this is so ungodly long. i think you will be maybe pleased toknow that to my knowledge the stuff in the new world with morrighan. that arc. + her convos with agathodaemon. are still pretty much the same.

anyways if you got to the end of this hey. hi. i kinda lost my mind answering this but i hope it meant something. the whittled pantheon means the world to me and what we created with the original server really i think fundamentally changed my life. and you had a lot to do with that, so thanks.

and uhm you are always welcome to pop into my dms or whatever.. i know we havent really talked in a while but i hope youre doing so good <3

#asks #GOD SORRY TO EVERYONE WHO STUMBLES ON THIS UHHHH HUHHHHUHHHH #whittled pantheon explanations #ppandaemonium!!! #whittled pantheon

[tabbycat-of-hatchetfield]

Hatchetfield Is No Place For A Tabby Cat - Chapter 6: The School in the Heart of Shit City

Tabby arrived outside Hatchetfield High School at 7:10, 20 minutes before classes started. It was a large, brick building, just like many high schools were, but this one was a little different, on account of it being an ancient relic of the town’s past.

On the ride into Hatchetfield, her father had explained a lot about the people who built the town from the ground up all the way back in 1824. She had remembered him saying that the Waylons–the people that the Danehower family were descended from–had built the schoolhouse that eventually became Hatchetfield High, which was evident from the fact that the front face of said schoolhouse still stood proudly alongside the brick mass that was the rest of it, much of which was tacked on in the 80’s when the town started to expand a lot more. 

The schoolhouse was made from weathered, beaten wood. Tabby supposed that in its time, it would have been fresh and new, though. The entryway was grand for what was now a public school. 

She stepped up the front steps, which were made of ragged stone, something she thought she would have to complain to health and safety agents about if she got the chance, because a clumsy bitch like herself would have no trouble cracking her skull open on those steps. She heaved open the front door and was greeted with chaos. 

Absolute fucking chaos. 

There was a crowd of students in the front hall. It couldn’t have been more than 200 people, but still, that was pretty much the population of the school! She tried to slip in unnoticed, but was, as she should have expected, immediately noticed. 

“Nice sweater, fatty! Where’d you get it, kids’ section at Walmart? Nah, you’re probably too big for the kids’ section, who am I kidding?”

She eyed the perpetrator: a tall, dirty blonde kid with a jawline so square he looked like a whiter, uglier Minecraft Steve. He was cackling like a fucking hyena, surrounded by a posse of cheerleaders and beefy football bros. 

Oh yeah, this was gonna be great.

She ignored him, though tempted to stomp really hard on his stupid snow-white Nikes, and turned away. 

“Scared, you fucking cow? I haven’t seen you around. That’s weird.”

“Are you from Clivesdale?” One of the cheerleaders, with unnaturally pale blonde hair, put in. 

“Fuck Clivesdale!” The other cheerleader added hastily. They high-fived and giggled. 

“No, I’m from Canada.” Tabby said calmly. “Toronto, actually.” 

“Canada? What, do you bleed maple syrup or something?” Asked one of the guys, tall and dark-skinned. 

“No, Jason!” The leader guffawed, “They don’t bleed! They apologize to whatever cuts ‘em so much, the wounds just close right up.”

Tabby rolled her eyes, trying to let this blow over. She tried to walk away, but felt the first guy’s hand touch her shoulder, spinning her back around. 

“Listen, bitch,” he growled, his voice low and husky, “I don’t know who you think you are, but I know who I think you are. Another fucking nerd come to get the shit beat out of her.”

“Get her, Max!” One of his bros cheered, and ‘Max’ slapped him. “Not now, Kyle! Give me and fatty here some space!”

Max advanced on Tabby again, and she could see a malicious glimmer in his eyes. “You heard the man. Name’s Max. Max Jagerman. You better get used to hearing that name.”

“Tabatha Danehower. Nice to meet you. Never thought I could come across someone more ugly than the homeless guy I met downtown, but I guess you’ve proven me wrong, Max! Congratulations on that, truly incredible.”

Max’s eyes widened in anger. “Watch what you say.” He turned and left, with Kyle, Jason, and the two cheerleaders close behind. 

“What was that?!” 

Tabby spun around to see another figure standing there. A girl, slim and short. Calling her 5 feet tall would have been generous. She wore a thick, body-hiding striped sweater with a mushroom-shaped patch sewn onto it, a pair of bell-bottom red pants, and the ugliest sneakers Tabby had ever seen. She had headgear on, as well as a look on her face that reminded Tabby of a small prey animal, probably a rodent of some sort. 

“Uh..what was what?”

“You just told Max Jagerman off! You are so fucking dead.”

Tabby gulped back her anxiety. “And uhm…what exactly do you mean by that?”

“I mean now that you’ve done that, you’ve got a target on your back! Well, the fact that you’re not 5’5 and skinny already puts a target on your back, but you have enlarged the target! You have made it double in size!” 

“Thanks for the advice, but…I can just tell a teacher? Or like, the principal?

“Good luck with that. You think they’re really gonna expel the Hatchetfield Nighthawks quarterback?” The short girl giggled, arms wrapping around herself as if giving herself a hug. “You’re crazy. I think I’m in love with you.”

Tabby shifted her weight from one foot to the other, the awkwardness in the conversation escalating tenfold. 

“Good to know, ah…?”

“Ruth! Ruth Fleming. But, uh, people like Max just call me Flem-Wad.” 

“Good to know.” There was more awkward silence. Tabby cleared her throat again. “So…can you point me in the direction of the chemistry classroom?”

#tabby cat chat #hatchetfield rp #hatchetfield oc #hatchetfield #hatchetblr #tabatha danehower #my ocs #ocs #tabby danehower #HINPFATC

[goremet-chef]

mannnn me and my friend. teehee

we play games together all the time and we're doing minecraft rn and idk i FEEL like its too sappy to tell her "hey i like how we are" okay like i can tell itd be hard to phrase that in a way that she wouldnt be like ".. thanks?? " OKAY SHE DOESNT MEAN IT we just. IDK how to explain it. so ill just talk about it here 😁😁

we just flow really well together, she can entertain herself mostly and i can be there and we bully the shit out of eachother and god its so fun its genuinely. i told her i was planning to tunnel into her walls but secretly, so she didnt hear it from me and she went "what?im not paying attention to you" i feel like. to other people that would sound bad but i just teeheed so hard man like . QUIETLY THATS WHY IM WRITING THIS we're still in vc but man

its really hard for me to be comfortable in vc with anyone, even if i really want to, but me and her? we just fit man. ive known her for like. 8 years at this point?? maybe a little less but either way. shes the only one of my friends that i can be alone with in vc comfortably as of right now, like IDK i never expected this but im not complaining. like even my friend ive known for 11 YEARS, i love them to bits id do anything for them, but the reality is that we are just AWKWARD PEOPLE and awkward people are sillay when they talk okay its the same with my other friend like we are just very awkward by nature so our awkwardness duplicates when we're alone, to the point where its like. he thinks its awkward and it is but its so awkward that its fucking hilarious i think its so funny man

love my friends with all my heart but something about me and her? like WE'RE SO GOOOOD we werent even that close when we first met? like she was my friends friend and became my friend by proximity but now we're tight bro we get drunk together we get high together i love that for us. i couldnt have guessed it would go this way, but thats the beauty of life 🥳 chaotic and unruly, i wouldnt have it any other way.

she comes home and tells me all her work drama and then we just pick on eachother for several hours and its so funny to me every time i dont care how many times we say the same things its always funny im always gonna make myself laugh when im mean for no reason and ill always laugh when shes mean back like IDK thats just our friendship and we like it that way its great

also shes been just like? IDK we are all queers (except one of us hes our token cishet i guess) she doesnt even remember my deadname anymore despite knowing me by that for most the time we've known eachother its great. and honestly? this is kind of embarrassing to admit but sometimes when shes making fun of me for being dumb she says 'sillay boy' in a little tune and when i get really stressed out i call myself that in my head to calm me down a bit like. NOTHING ID EVER TELL HER but we know we love eachother teehee. IDK i feel like i just express a lot of gratitude towards my other friends but not much to her, probably cuz we talk so much it just feels agiven like i cannot stand her she sucks thats why shes my bestie 😁😁

like MAN idk theres so much shit i could talk about. we fight and i propose to her in lethal company with the ring and then shes mad at me and divorced cuz i sold our ring to meet quota like. STUPID SHIT LIKE THAT. this is gonna sound weird but i just like being bullied????? like ill always throw it back is the thing we work great cuz its never one sided its a mutual thing. if i go first she say 'shut up dominic' and im like NO fuck you like . to an outsider we do not like eachother but i promise we do its making me like. GIDDY RN i love thinking about it. she just made fun of me for being on tumblr instead of building my GAZEBO but im talking about you dumbass!!!! (she doesnt have a tumblr so. what does it matter SKFJS)

i dont know its so fun for me, im just surprised that like. someone i initially didnt know all that well is now my ride or die and we fit SO GOOD like i genuinely couldve never expected it back in middle school but im glad we are the way that we are. love talking to her, love making fun of her, love when she calls me stupid and WHATEVER ELSE like god its so funny. love ignoring her and harassing children in roblox with her like we have such a good time no matter what

shes one of the very few people i can like. just get in a call with for no reason, like if she has drama to tell me and we arent really doing anything else ill still join for what i think is like 10 minutes and leave 2 hours later 💀 love leaving her too shes so dramatic she knows by the tone in my voice when i say her name that im gonna leave call and shes always like no dont do this to me gurl bye!!!!!i got better shit to do!!!!!!! (lie) love to betray her also she sucks

i remember she invited me down (like an hour drive) to watch mario movie and she took me out to olive garden and i CRIEDD it was the first time i went to olive garden and it was so good and she laughed at me. that high is like. I DONT KNOW i feel like im explaining it POORLY its just so silly to me, its so fucking funny

grining right now. im not even tired weve been playing for hours and im not tired at all. love bothering her she deserves it. like would i lay down my life for her? yes absolutely. would i also insult her randomly while shes not doing anything? yes absolutely. i guess its cuz i know she can take it, thats why she does the same to me. idk its just how we're comfortable, we like it this way!!!! hhehehheehee

this is far too sappy to share with her but we love to hate eachother so i think im doin a pretty good job

#this is so long and for what #literally just a ramble but. grinning

[spikeinthepunch]

My lack of art things hasn't been intention exactly, while I said I was trying medication so it may make me absent, I'm not sure it's 100% of the reason I haven't been creating (and also not counting me building a new pc) - it has been sporadic w the medication and I'm not solidly on it still (bad symptoms, adjusting when I take it to see if it helps, etc) but I also feel fully that I really just have no been giving myself a break from art.

It's the same thing over and over. "I need to slow down on art so I can refresh myself" and then i just don't. I just give in to the weird pressure that I must create a thing even when I'm not feeling it. And I do and I feel blank and bored and uninspired. I like drawing, I want it to be something I can do. But I also want it to be my hobby and not my Thing. My Whole Thing. At least right now. Or at least until I let myself fully accept other forms of creation and hobbies as equally productive.

I've just been making minecraft videos for the last weeks with basically no drawing at all. And I am working in telling myself to feel good about that. Bc I don't feel totally satisfied but it's my own expectations doing that to me. "If you're going to make minecraft videos, you need to [add extra flare/make a cool intro/go over the top/get better at commentary first]!" Is the typical formula in my head when it comes to trying anything "just for me/for fun". And it's exhausting. The perfectionism in my drawing methods has become so normalized I really didn't understand the extent to which is was hindering my enjoyment.

So idk what to say all this is or exactly what it's doing for me lol. But I need something else, I always have. My failure to find other things to enjoy that is more than watching a TV show of playing a game doesn't help because when I have options of fulfilling creative hobbies it's just uh... ones that revive my pattern of perfectionism. I never escape it and it's not good. I'm trying, and if recording minecraft videos is gonna be the way then I guess that's what I may be doing.

[wizardlyghost]

- i just spent like. fuckin indeterminable ages trying to sneak around this building. assklkjdlfha;lli

- tried to snipe the RAIDER SENTRIES off of the roof but there were More of them than i was expecting, so now i am very, very low on ammo for my HEAVILY MODDED 10MM PISTOL and my HAND CRANK LASER RIFLE. my pockets are overflowing with rounds for the shitty guns these RAIDERS are carrying but that’s not on the extreme end of being helpful.

- these SENTRIES must have the most insane hearing. theyre on top of this massive building that’s still a fair distance away but every time i twitch their ears perk up like a fuckin bloodhound’s.

- wait no bloodhounds are famous for tracking via smell i’m thinking of something else. the word has escaped my adhdled brain. i shall remember later when it is even less relevant. anyway.

- idk exactly how long i spent doing this but it was definitely multiple day-night cycles in-game. i really hope there’s no mechanic that punishes you for going without sleep.

- eventually i picked all the SENTRIES off and made my way around to the other side of the building. not a lot of SICK LOOT out here but i did find a side door into the building, which is a lot more my kind of entrance than going in the front.

- i did Not expect this many RAIDERS to be in this one room lol. i shot a few of them but a bunch more started swarming out and shooting me back so i ducked back out the door to catch my breath. the game is taking Really lonakahdf;H;KSJDGJ

- apologies. was gonna say “the game is taking Really long to load the outside world, i assume this means the RAIDERS are gonna start following me out the door instead of just forgetting about me when i step out of sight”, but then the game finished loading and ALL OF THEM HAD INSTANTANEOUSLY TELEPORTED OUT THE DOOR WITH ME. which i was not expecting. serves me right for typing in loading screens i guess. this did put them in V.A.T.S. range though so i did survive.

- explored the inside of this CAR FACTORY a bit. i keep finding these pieces of a ROBOTIC TOY HORSE scattered everywhere. i feel like this is gonna be a significant item? somehow? maybe i get to ride a NOBLE STEED around the wasteland if i manage to build it? i’m picturing nyooming around on this tiny ROCKET-POWERED ROCKING HORSE like a minecraft pig situation. fuck i hope this happens. these things take up precious INVENTORY space but i’m grabbing them anyway.

- there was a SENTRY ROBOT below the door i entered through that was in a really awkward position, so i tried throwing my first GRENADE. as it turns out, unlike the GHOST REBAR INCIDENT from my last post, the RAILINGS of these STEEL GANTRY WALKWAYS 100% count as solid objects, so i absolutely BLEW MYSELF THE FUCK UP. also sometimes if you die from explosions your arms and legs fall off which i hadn’t noticed before. i hope this only happens when you die because otherwise this game just got a lot more difficult.

- i have discovered that there are specific ARMOURS for your arms & legs. this is... ok, i guess? it seems kinda convoluted, and a bunch more of my INVENTORY just got taken up by things i’m wearing, but it’s cool it’s fine. i wasn’t gonna be able to nab everything that isn’t nailed down anyway.

- explored a bunch more. s2g this place is Full of surprises. sometimes GHOULS just crawl out of the vents with no warning. also there are BARRELS OF RADIOACTIVE WASTE just tucked away in corners and under stairs. i am reminded of my LAWYERLY QUEST: PERSONALLY RESURRECT O.S.H.A. FOR THE POST-APOCALYPTIC AGE. maybe i can train up the MINUTE MEN for this? i shall have to talk to PRESTON.

- there’s a ROBIT! a deactivated one on the workshop floor. i accessed its programming with my L33T H4CKZ and apparently it has a bunch of different operations it can perform? i’m guessing the intended idea here is to activate it to help me fight off the RAIDERS but i’m eyeing the MEDIC setting and getting ideas. maybe if i save activating it for later i can bring it back to SANCTUARY, have it act as the TOWN DOCTOR?

- also i think these HALF-FINISHED NUCLEAR AUTOMOBILES explode if you shoot them, which. fuck, dude. a lot of people find driving scary enough already without adding POTENTIAL NUCLEAR DETONATION to the mix. how did america survive as long as it did? was the first bomb that started the war just a SIXTEEN-CAR PILEUP that accidentally tipped the world into mutually assured destruction? i cannot rebuilld O.S.H.A. fast enough.

- i think i’ve cleared out the entire building, so now i’m gonna explore this SEWER PIPE i found that apparently the GHOULS have been coming in through. this apparently wasn’t a dire enough issue to warrant sealing off the tunnel so the RAIDERS just stuck a SENTRY GUN here. also i should mention that the SENTRY GUN was the only thing still active, the GHOULS had already killed all the RAIDERS in the vicinity, so i guess that plan worked about as well as i would’ve thought.

- once more unto the breach(ed sewer pipe that is probably definitely filled with irradiated garbage)! i hope there’s not NUCLEAR CROCODILES in here.

#fallout 4 #FALLOUT 4: THE RESURRECTION OF OSHA #FALLOUT 4 LIVEBLOG: THE GHOST FALLS OUT

[originallymarysue]

My first Minecraft 'Creepypasta' (but not really I guess) I made in the span in like 10 minutes or so

Warning: Scary? I guess but not any gore or anything just if you are scared of most things, don't read

Strangest thing ever happened to me in Minecraft!

As most of you know I play a lot of video games and I mean alot! And most of those games you don't need to worry about sleeping at all.

Well as you know in Minecraft you kind of do now which is really annoying, you know with the phantoms and everything (god they are so annoying!!!) but you can just kill them off can't you? Like shooting them with a bow and arrow and stuff and luckily enough they drop things.

So I was building my mega house (it's going to have 10 floors and everything!) so I didn't really have time to sleep in the game as I needed to get it done (when I'm done with it I'll post it online for all of you to see). I think it was around 78 days that had past and so I was expecting by now the phantoms to come.. but they didn't.

So I was like "Ok that's weird but many I calculated in my head wrong and they were coming tomorrow or something".

I just kept on building my amazing house but then I could hear the eerie sound and I know Minecraft is filled with eerie sounds but I know basically everything about Minecraft and I have never heard it before. I sounded like scratching like with long thin fingers.I was really tired at the time so I didn't really notice it at first so I ignored it, assuming it was part of the game and it later turned day.But every night afterwards, the scratching became slightly louder like it was coming close from behind me and the long fingers creating it were soon going to touch my neck and send a shiver down my spine.

After 20 days of the start of the sound, I went into third person by accident and caught a glimpse of this figure in the background. It was really far away though and I was really tired so I couldn't see it very well because it could of been like 100 blocks away.

But just seeing it scared me to my core, it was like a shock to my eyes. I immediately shut down my computer, losing all of my hard work and just lied there. I think I might have been hearing and seeing things but it felt so real.

After that I remember nothing, my mind is just blank from what happened like I blacked out from my tiredness. I only remember waking up in my bed feeling refreshed and energised out of nowhere. I remember quickly running to my computer and turning it on, hoping that all my hard work was not deleted and surprisingly it wasn't. All of it was there. Everything. But I still felt absolutely terrified for months after that incident to even touch it.

I can play it now but whenever it turns night, I freak out and go directly to my bed. I'm still not sure if what I saw or heard was real of not and most of you will say it's fake, but at least I don't feel tired as much anymore.

#short story #Minecraft #Fanmade #orignal writing #creepasta? #horror? #sleep #gaming #video games #not enough sleep #tiredness #There is more to the story if you don't sleep more in the game but I might post a summary of that later

[iwadori]

Haikyu Boys neglecting you for another girl PT 1 (Kenma)

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Word count: 1.3K

Genre: angst,fluff

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Kenma:

You go over to your boyfriend ,Kenma’s, house every weekened to play on your shade survival minecraft world 

But one week you were too cramped to come over one week so you missed out on a gaming session 

At school the following week you heard Kuroo and the guys teasing Kenma over a new found gaming friend 

But you payed no attention

Now you’re done with your exams and ready to continue on w/ Kenma on fighting the enderdragon and building up your world

You get to Kenmas house an hour after finishing your school club, upon entering you hear him button smashing upstairs (per usual) but something not so usual was him giggling with laughter...

Kenma.Your stoic boyfriend Kenma. giggling..

Because of your confusion you slowly go up the stairs as his laughter ensues making you more perplexed ‘kenma barely talks to people that aren’t Kuroo and me, especially someone who makes him laugh this much’ you think to yourself.

“Ella, i’ve found the stronghold! Just follow me” Kenma exclaimed as you entered his bedroom “Yes Ella you have to press X to jump” he laughed again

‘Ella, who’s ella’ you think. You hear a response on the other end but you can make it out properly. Kenma and ‘Ella’ continue on speaking making plans on what they’re about to do next.. with Kenma not noticing you came into his room yet. You look at the TV and notice that Kenma is playing with someone else on YOUR world that you started which made you slightly agitated. 

You purposefully drop your bag a tad too aggressively, but that seems to work as you catch Kenmas attention as he turns to you for a split second as he mumbles quitely “Oh hey babe” before swiftly getting engrossed again into the game.

Annoyed, you sit on next to him on the bed waiting.. JUST WAITING for some proper acknowledgement to which you received none. You just sat there mindlessly scrolling through your phone as he continuously talked with Ella AND coached her through killing the ender dragon (a plan that you and Kenma said to do together since the beginning of your minecraft survival world idea)

After almost an hour of just sitting there idly, you decide to get up pick up your bag and leave. Hoping just hoping that your ‘oh-so great and caring’ boyfriend would take off his headset and stop you from leaving. But this isn’t a movie of course... so no Kenma did not run straight after you pull you into his arms and comfort you. He stayed in his room laughing away with Ella putting you at the back of his mind.

You go straight home and cry still wishing for a follow-up text on the incident that happened at Kenmas but no response there.

Luckily for you, it was half term break meaning there was no school for a couple weeks so you didn’t have to face the awkward confrontation or lack thereof with Kenma at school. But it was unlucky for you since usually every half term and weekend you’d spend at Kenmas but obviously now you can’t.

You do wonder if he’s thought about texting or calling you to reconcile or even just thought about you at all. You desperately wanted to reach out to him, but with your relationship you do feel that you’re the one that always has to start the conversation after you’ve had a ‘falling out.’ So all you do is wait ( assuming that you’ve broke up or something for now.)

The two weeks of break has ended and now you’re back at school waiting to face the music. The whole day, you felt anxious waiting to bump into him in the corridor or see him at lunch but you never did.

Later that day you get a message..

Kuroo: Hey y/n! How have you been ??

Y/N: Fine.. i guess

Kuroo: How are things with Kenma

Y/N: Tbh I don’t really know, we haven’t spoken since the weekend...two weeks ago I don’t think we’re together anymore..

Kuroo: Y/N don’t say that you and Kenma are definitley how do you spell deathfinetly? still together just meet him today at the arcade at 8pm and ALL WILL BE REVEALED 

Y/N: okay....

Kuroo: DW Y/N! It’ll all be fine

Nervous, you get changed (making sure to look extra cute because this may be the last time you’ll have the title of ‘Kenma’s Girlfriend’ :(( ) You arrive at the arcade and look around for a second before spotting Kenma at the race car game (where you had your first date) and it looks to you he is hiding something behind his back..

When you reached him he looked very shy (even more so then usual) and you were about to speak before he shouted

“Y/N!” he said cringing at the volume of his own voice “ I need to tell you something, more like show you..”

You stood before him with your arms crossed silently tapping your foot waiting on him to continue. Surprisingly, he brings in front of you a little girl who looked about 8 or 9 with a very very cute face.

“n-n-nice to meet you” she bowed in front of you a blush covering her face

“Y/N this is Ella” Kenma said “My new step-sister”

You were shocked to say the least Kenma having a new sister that was great but didn’t answer ALL your questions. Judging your facial expressions Kenma led you and him to sit down letting Ella go on play (as you obviously watch her close-by) 

“Okay, I know you’re probably confused but Ella is ma’s new boyfriends daughter and that time you came over my house was my first time ‘meeting’ her so instead of doing it physically I thought the best thing to do was to play minecraft with her and as I was so focused on that I kinda sorta forgot about our usual dates and over half term I went over to hyogo were Ella and her dad live for the break to meet them officially I’m sorry very very very sorry Y/N for not contacting you i just assumed you were mad at me ... which you still probably are now so i understand if you want to break up and i-” Kenma stops hearing you slightly chuckle looking exasperated after all that rambling. 

Thats the most you’ve ever heard Kenma speak in one go ever and you thought it was endearing that he has a new sister. Of course you were mad that your boyfriend that he neglected you for weeks but you were definitley over that and wanted to just continue on with your life with him.

Kenma stared at you expecting some form of response and all you did was stand up, go to him and pat his head. 

“You’re so cute kenma” you said “Of course I was mad, but i get it now”

“So are we still boyfr-”

“Miss Y/N” asked Ella looking up at you awww how cute “Are you and nii-chan boyfrined and girlfriend”

Kenma and Ella both stared at you expectedly waiting on your response (Kenma more than Ella)

“Of course he’s my boyfriend sweetie!” You said ruffling her head and you hear Kenma sigh in relief “Let’s go play some games now come one Kenma”

You hold Kenma’s hand as Ella runs ahead of you

“Also Kenma..” you let go of his hand “You let her play on our world..seriously”

Kenma awkwardly rubs the back of his neck and chuckles

“I’ll make it up to Y/N dont worry “ he said

And he did do that indeed, as it seems over the break he built a mansion for you and him and reset the end so you complete the ender dragon with him. But you did also include Ella in on your world now and you and her got closer to the point where she will call you nee-chan.

Authors Note: how do you feel about the ending ?

I hope this is well, I’m not that used with Kenmas character so i hope i wrote it good and you like it! Please give me comments and feedback and my request are open so send in your request please!! Also this was meant to be a part two to my ‘taking a prank too far’ but i kinda wrote this in a different direction 

#haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu-fluff #kenma x reader #kenma headcanons #haikyuu angst #kenma kozume #haikyu #haikyuu scenarios #haikyu headcanons #haikyu fluff #signedwithane😌

[schaarfyx]

p!cc!Tommyinnit meets royal reader ( I dunno I am bad at titles)

Plot: This is a nobody to friends with Platonic!cc!Tommyinnit and (Y/N) in which the reader is a British royal and sees Tommy´s Vlogs and Streams and invites him to come and look around the Buckingham Palace. 

Something I have to add before you read: 

-Reader will be around Tommy´s age. (17)

-Pronouns: They/Them 

-Strictly Platonic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! There will be no romanticizing here! Get out if you are searching for that!

-siblings age(I needed to change some for plot purpose): George;12, Charlott; 9, Louise;6 

-This is very long(around 10k) and will most likely have grammatical errors. I am sorry in advance.

Tw: There shouldn´t be any in here.

Anyway, have fun reading! 

You are here - Part 2 - Part 3-(currently working on this chapter)

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It was a normal day, well as normal as it can get for me. I go to school from 8 am to around 4 pm. When I come back from school, I usually do my homework and then I have time to do my hobbies.

At the start of the pandemic, my little brother George always told me and my parents about the builds and adventures he had whilst playing Minecraft. I did not find the game to be that good when he told me about it nevertheless, I listened to him ramble and at some point, he started to watch some people play a roleplaying game on a Minecraft server.

He wanted me to play Minecraft with him seeing as our siblings were still too young to play any type of pc or console games.

I was not the happiest seeing as I still had homework that needed to be done every day. Notwithstanding his constant nagging, I started to play Minecraft with him.

I wasn´t the best or particularly skilled at the game. I died constantly mostly because of skeletons and creepers. Still, I tried to get better at the game and I figured out how to stay alive longer than before. It started to be fun when you are not constantly being laughed at by your younger brother. I even started to play whilst I was in class, I guess it was a good thing we didn´t have to go and only sometimes have our cameras on.

In any case, my little brother one day decided to tell me that, that wasn´t the way he wanted us to play. It wasn´t that I was bad it was just that he told me `no story is going on´ that he must find out more about. He wanted a story that makes him an adventurer or a hero like someone I never heard about before, someone named Tommyinnit.

After my brother told me about this Tommyinnit person I decided to see who it was, maybe I could try and make something for George so that he could be happy whilst we are in these social distancing and mask-wearing times.

But what I found might have changed more than just my little brother’s happiness, I started to watch the streams Tommy and his friends had. They were funny, chaotic and interesting! I slowly understood what my brother had been watching and saw what he meant by different things, like someone having a fox baby with a fish.

Setting aside that Tommy had something going on with liking my great-grandma so much because he was “very British” he started to grow on me. I got an idea of how I might have a chance to contact him, it could be through an e-mail, seeing as I don´t know where he lives.  

It might have been a while later when I realised that the Corona cases got better, I started to write an e-mail to him stating who I was and what I wanted from him, I was almost sure he would take this mail as spam and not reply. I mean who would, it sounds kind of stupid.

I also told my dad about it, and the problems I faced, I couldn´t just e-mail someone and expect them to answer me. He told me that I could also just write a formal invitation and send it per mail to him. He told me that we have a special type of letter that is only used by the royal family. I told my dad that I don´t know where he lives so that I can´t send one. 

At the end of a few more days, he got back to me and told me that he already found out where Tommy lives and told me the information that I needed to write the letter. I wrote in the letter just what I would have written in the email.

At the Simons household: 

Motherinnit and Fatherinnit were coming home from shopping bringing in the mail, and with that, the special letter addressed for their son. “Hun, did you write yourself in to get some kind of spam letters?” Fatherinnit asked his wife after looking at the mail that they got. 

“I didn´t. Why would I even do that? Let me see-” Motherinnit grabbed the invitation that (Y/N) send from her husband’s hand and started to read the envelope herself. “Well, it´s addressed to Tommy, I´ll go and hand it to him seeing as it looks to be real. I just hope he didn´t do anything stupid or get in trouble this time.”

At the end of the hallway, she could already hear Tommy laughing in the room where he usually streams in. She knocked and went to open the door as Tommy started to scream and tell her that he is indeed streaming, just as she suspected.

“You got a letter from someone today, it looks to be important so I am giving it to you now.” with that she gave Tommy the letter, as Tommy looked at the letter he saw to it that his address wasn´t leaked on the stream. 

“Guys-Guys, hahaha look at this, this is a formal letter from one of the royals, it has to be Lizzy, she finally found out about me- and- hahahah” on the inside he was scared that it might be some bad news or that he did something that he now had to fix because he ran his mouth again and this time it might have reached the wrong people, but he had to keep up his internet persona so he laughed at every little thing that happened. 

“I think- guys this could potentially go very wrong or just be a scam, but who sends scams in the mail, right chat?” he opened the letter and started to read it, first only to himself but after he read the whole thing he looked at chat with a happy face while not even registering what he just got in the mail. 

“Okay, chat this- this is like really, really, REALLY big do you want me to read it out to you chat?” he started to egg chat on who responded with a positive reply. “Okay, Chat so what is written here is: 

``25.11.2021

Tom Simons (online known as Tommyinnit)

Invitation letter for a Visit with overnight stay and a Stream/Vlog 

Dear Mr Simons,

We would like to invite you to be a part of the visit with the option for an overnight stay and stream later and/or make a vlog from behind the scenes, located at Buckingham Palace in London. It is our great honour to have you as our guest at our guests’ Palace and Housing grounds.

We hope to receive the same support from you.

The event is prepared with the intention to show our acknowledgement of our most important mental health. Therefore this will be an outstanding opportunity for us to show appreciation for your business, but it is also the right time to strengthen our cooperation.

Please come early so that we can find a comfortable room for you. Please inform us if you are attending the event or not by 1.12.2021.

Hoping for your presence on that day. We look forward to meeting you. 

Yours respectfully 

(Y/N) of Cambridge, third in line for the Throne of Great Britain.´´ 

Chat, do you realise what this means?! This could be such a cool Vlog, imagine chat, like me, hahaha, in formal clothes- oh this is so cool chat!” Tommy was beaming, his head filling with ideas and a good amount of why he shouldn´t go.

“I really need to think about this before I say yes or no to this invitation tho, I also need to tell my parents about it. They won´t- I don´t think they would even believe I got an invitation for a- is it a private thing? I dunno hahah- but they won´t even believe me when I tell them that I got one! This is awesome! Hahahaha... well I will have to think about that later first we have Minecraft and then later we might start to play some other games with Phil and Tubb- oh yeah he is in AmErIcA, with RaNbOo! “ with that Tommy went back to playing on his pc before later going to his parents to talk about the invitation and if he should really go seeing as there wasn´t any information about his parents, when it will be or how everything will go in the invite. 

They concluded that Tommy is allowed to go but he has to be available on his phone at any time. He of course agreed with them and started to write back to (Y/N). 

His parents and himself decided that he should go and do the tour and maybe even go to the overnight stay, he could always leave if he decides to.

The idea of staying in Buckingham Palace for a night or two was a dream for him, and spending time with a royal that will show him around and tell him what they daily basis was even better! He already imagined what they would do and who he would meet then, what gaming setup they had to have to be able to stream and make a video.

 But that all came crashing down when the intrusive thoughts started to appear in his head. What if he wasn´t good enough, that he would bring shame to his whole friend group and his parents or be weird in front of the other royals.

With the invitation in hand, he grabbed a pen and went to write a reply to (Y/N), telling them that he would gladly come but that he needs a little more information from them before he could be able to be there.

When the next day arrived he went to deliver the letter to the mailman himself to make sure that the letter would be bought to them as fast as possible. He even wrote that they could just contact him over Twitter or Discord to make sending information way faster than writing letters every time. 

Back at the palace:

It was around a week later when the answer from Tommy came in the mail for (Y/N).

Their mother, Kate, went to go and accept the mail that they got from the staff, that brings it in every day. “Thank you, did anything important come in the mail today?” she asked the staff member kindly

“There was a letter addressed to your oldest, but other than that just normal mail from fans and the yearly calendar from former Prince Harry and his wife. We didn´t look into the letter sent to (Y/N) yet seeing as Prince William has informed us that there will be a letter arriving for them and to not open it.” the staff member told her.

Kate looked at the letters that were handed to her, thinking about from who it could be that her husband had told the staff that there would be letters for her child. It made her uneasy to know that her husband didn´t tell her about this before.

“Ah.. yes the letter, they will be happy that it arrived already. You may go now.” She dismissed the staff member and went on her way to confront her husband in his studies where he was on his desk doing his paperwork.

“Hey honey, did you go and get the mail already? I thought we wanted to do that together today.” he looked up at her. “I was already on my way from the entrance so I thought I will just take it with me, say when were you going to reveal to me that (Y/N) had a friend that they write letters to?” she went behind his desk to lay down a few papers he needed to work on and the letter from Tommy.

“I was going to tell you after I helped them find out where he lives so she can write him the information, but I forgot to tell you about it. I am sorry, I didn´t mean to forget to tell you. If you want I can explain the whole story as of why our child has taken up to writing letters to people?”

As he looked at his wife he seemed to be on the right path to making it up to her. “That would be for the best.” She said as she sat down in front of his desk.

At the same time as their parents talked about the letter, (Y/N) got home from school with their little siblings, that the driver had picked up with them.

“Did you see the last stream that Tommy did?” George said to them as they all went into the house to go do homework and study. “No, I didn´t have time, I had to do homework and it took really long to finish. After that, I still had a few other things I needed to do before I could watch the stream.” They tried to explain to their little brother, who didn´t listen at all and started to talk about what happened and what he thought about it.

As they all get inside they were greeted by their parents and went to go to their own rooms as (Y/N) got stopped by them.

“Your letter arrived today, we didn´t look inside but your mom now knows what’s going on.” Their father explained to them as they took the letter.

“Okay, I´ll... I´ll text you if it´s something important okay?” they looked at them as they let them leave to their room where (Y/N) promptly opened the reply from Tommy. As they read it they were ecstatic that Tommy would love to come over and to the idea that they could just text each other over Twitter.

They went on Twitter and started to text Tommy over their official account so that it wouldn´t be looking like a scam anymore.

Tommy replied almost instantly as he was on his pc and playing a few games with Phil and Wilbur.

“Oh nice, they just texted me that they got my letter! That´s really cool!” he said to himself but forgot to mute in discord. Which of course the other two could hear. “Who texted you, Tommy?” Phil asked with curiosity in his voice as he looked over to the screen where Tommy and Wilbur were on, they all decided that they would have their cameras on so that they could show stuff to each other without having to send anything. “Maybe he got himself a girlfriend, or a boyfriend... or a partner, all are fine!” Wilbur teased Tommy.

“Well actually, I was writing with (Y/N), you know the third in line for the Throne of Great Britain.” Tommy tried to show off so that he could get on Wilbur’s nerves.

The call went silent as Will and Phil both looked at Tommy, “Tommy ... mate I don´t think you are actually talking to them, it might just be a scam.” Phil said to Tommy as Wilbur breathed in a large amount of air so he could start to explain to Tommy that the royal family isn´t just available to text with over a few letters and that it would be a higher chance to be a scam than the actual heir to the throne.

“No! I am actually going to prove it to you right now! I´ll just ask them about their Discord and then I´m going to invite them to the call, just give me like a minute or two okay?” with that the call went silent again as Tommy left to go and ask (Y/N) about a call right now.

(Y/N) was already on their pc as they got a text back from Tommy explaining the situation and asking them about their Discord. Even with homework that still needed to be done, they went to go be in the call with Tommy, where they both talked for a few minutes and them explaining why they started to write letters to Tommy and not just text him from the beginning.

“So imagine you get an e-mail or a discord message from a random person saying that they are third in line of the throne or if the letter thing would have been worse. So, I told my dad about it and he found out where you live so I could write the letter!” they explained in a rush.

“Well if you put it like that, I guess you are right I would have just ignored it and gone on. But it is kind of weird that you know where I live now you know?” Tommy clarified.

“Anyways, Phil and Will are both probably already wondering where I went for so long so let’s just join them in the call okay?” Tommy said as he left to go back into the call where both males were waiting for Tommy to get back.

“I am back! And I got them to be in the VC with us!” Tommy exclaims as (Y/N) joined the call. “Hello! I´m (Y/N), it´s very nice to meet you.” They said as both Phil and Wilbur looked at their pc screen to see if their camera was on, it wasn´t so Wilbur wasn´t convinced that it could be real.

“I don´t actually believe that you are who you say you are. Tommy could have easily just gotten a friend online and used a voice changer to sound like that!” Phil was in the same kind of idea as him. Wilbur went on to say that they could just turn on their camera so that they could make sure that it was not just a friend of Tommy´s faking it.

Having no other choice but to turn on the camera (Y/N) explained that they don´t feel comfortable knowing that they could just take screenshots and make a lot of news out of it.

“But if you are seriously not joking about taking any pictures then, here...” they turned on their camera putting on their best smile that they use for paparazzi. A small wave later and Wilbur and Phil both look at the camera again with a face of disbelieve and shock that Tommy actually knows a royal. “Are they okay? Is this normal for them to do Tommy?” they ask whilst glancing over and seeing that even Tommy looked like he had seen a ghost.

As the time went on they all started to get along nicely and even asked each other some questions, but with the day slowly closing in they had to split ways and with that also stop the call. Everyone went their separate ways with Tommy and (Y/N) being the only ones left.

“I will send you all the information that you will need okay? But you can probably come over after the covid-cases come down a bit. Until then, we can call or text each other now seeing as we don´t need to write each other letters anymore!” (Y/N) said as they looked at the monitor where Tommy was playing some games.

They said their goodbyes and went to end the call.

~~With (Y/N)~~

It had been a few weeks after Tommy and I have talked over discord, I send him all the information that he will need and went to tell my parents. They were happy although sceptical at first about Tommy coming over to do all the things we planned on doing.

My parents also talked to his, seeing as both our parents wanted to meet the others first and plan everything so that Tommy would have the best experience, so we arranged a discord call where the parents could plan everything that needed to be done beforehand.

They chose to come over together as a family with the intention of staying for the garden party that was held every year by my great-grandma.

His parents were really nice too, I mean why wouldn´t they? We didn´t do anything to them, but we needed to make a plan on how to get them in without anybody noticing that someone arrived.

If the paparazzi found out we wouldn’t hear the end of it for days, and the surprise for everyone would be ruined. So we made a plan, with the Simons having to arrive here by either train or by car the options weren´t that big, and seeing that my parents nor I could go outside without getting found by the crazy camera people we chose to just let them arrive by train and then get chauffeured from one of the car´s that we have that way they could arrive normally until they get in a car and the driver already knows where to go and what route to take when they arrive here.

We also talked with my great-grandma (the Queen) about having them as Guests at her annual Garden party, seeing as most of them are not going to be there because of the Corona-Cases. She agreed that they could come as long as they are already fully vaccinated and have a negative test every morning. They also have to wear the best things that they have seeing as more press would be there.

Now it was time, they would be coming over today, I already wrote with Tommy and told the driver every information that she needed to get them, what they looked like, what they are wearing and where they would be arriving from.

It was a few hours that I haven´t heard from Tommy or the driver, but I also had to prepare for their arrival with my parents and siblings. I told George that we would be getting special guests and that we had to be watching over them because they didn´t know the way around the palace, he wasn’t that thrilled about watching our siblings and three other people.

I saw to it that the rooms were the closest to ours and that they were easy to find. Seeing as his parents also came along made it a little harder to find the best rooms, but I made it work.

When I got a message on my phone that Tommy and his parents were now in the car on their way to get here, I grew anxious `what if they didn´t like this and only do it to not seem rude?´

“(Y/N)? Are you coming, your guests are arriving right now.” My mother told me as she walked around the corner leading to my siblings and my room. “Oh, Hunny. I know that face, that´s the face your dad does when he is second-guessing his work. I can assure you that everything will be fine and that they actually want to be here. They are not here because they want anything with the paparazzi, we asked then that ourself.” I looked at her and tried to think about all the fun that we were going to have at the Garden party and making the vlog.

“Now come on your siblings don´t know who is going to come out of that door. They are already waiting for you and remember: as long as the door is open you need to smile and seem as friendly as possible, after they close you can calm down.”

She was right of course but I still didn’t like the idea of them just being here as to not be rude. ”Okay, let´s greet them and get them inside before any more trouble can arise from the paparazzi and tourists.” I looked at her when we started to walk towards the entrance.

“Who are we going to meet, Mom? Is it that one guy from over the sea again? With the weird hair!” George looked at our mother and then at me expecting me to just tell him who was arriving, but at that moment where I wanted to tell him, the doorsman screamed that the Simons Family has arrived.

George looked at the door with an expression that I couldn´t really describe, shock and confusion maybe, with a little hint of nonbelieve. He turned to the door that opened and all three stepped in they looked at us and made a bow, we were fast to close the doors so that they could all take in a breath of air and calm their nerves.

After the introduction of everyone, George was hiding behind me so he could be close to Tommy but not be too close seeing as he still didn’t know much about him other than his Minecraft content.

“I hope that it´s okay that I already started to film for the Vlog? I didn´t want to miss this opportunity! I also already made a little recording on our way here, the way from the train to the car was also really interesting! The only thing I didn´t like where all the paparazzi trying to take pictures of us in the car. But you already warned us about them and the lovely woman also told us to hide our faces with books or our sleeves.” Tommy said after everything started to calm down.

I looked at my parents and we were all okay with the recording just that a few faces had to be blurred in the final cut, like my siblings and the staff members and later on even the other guests at the party even though be wouldn´t be vlogging that much.

“How about you show them where they are going to stay for the few days they are here, (Y/N)? I am sure that all of them are very tired already, seeing as it is already a little late. We can show you around tomorrow if you would like.” My dad said after we saw that Charlotte and Louise, were starting to get very tired and yawn a lot.

“That would be great, thank you.” Tommy´s father said as he was starting to feel the effect of the travel-filled day.

“Okay, just follow me then it´s not that far! It´s also really close to my sibling’s room and mine. I don´t know when you will wake up but breakfast will be starting at 7 am and go until 10 am. I wrote everything down for you so you can just relax today. If you want I can come to pick you up at 8 am so we all have enough time to eat. It will be a very stressful day tomorrow but that’s okay.” I tried to explain as easy as possible to them. When we parted ways I went to tell Tommy where my room was so if they needed something they could just find me there.

I went to go to bed seeing as it was already very late now. I was thinking about what we would be doing tomorrow and their behaviour at the party. I am sure everything will be fine.

~~Next Day~~morning~

I woke up a little early but began to get ready to wake up the Simons, hoping they already were awake.

I went to do my daily routine and went to check out what time it was, 7:55 am, right on time then. I began walking to the door and knocked on it, I got an answer by seeing the door opening and all three of them standing there ready for breakfast.

“I take it that you are already hungry? Well then follow me, I´ll show you the fastest way to get to the mess hall where we can get food.” I saw that Tommy had already started to vlog our way to the hall, he pointed the camera to the ground with the reasoning being `I don´t have to edit out so many faces! Also, Wilbur told me that it´s better this way!´ I looked at him and started to laugh because of the course he did.

“But remember not to film at the table, it´s considered rude just as much as being on your phone. Also when the Queen is there just follow my lead and bow or do a curtesy okay? If not you would also be seen as rude. There are a lot of rules now that I think about it, like start with calling her `Your Majesty´ also don´t touch her if she wants to give you a handshake don´t use your full hand and release it as soon as possible, but with corona still around she might not do that. I think that should be all. Right in time for us to arrive.” I looked at Tommy and his parents, they had slightly shocked faces.

“Did I run you over with the rules? Want me to explain them again?” I looked at them growing anxious that I did something wrong.

“You mean to tell me that we could potentially walk in on the Queen eating?!” Tommy said shocked, I was now slowly understanding what was going on. They never met the Queen before and walking in on her eating was of course something that not everybody got to experience.

“You do realise she could also just meet you when she walks around with her dogs right? She lives here sometimes, most of the time not but when we have the garden party then the chances of her being here already is very high.” I tried to calm them down but I think I might it worse.

“It´s going to be okay, I am going to introduce you so that nothing can go wrong. You are dressed properly and are hopefully not just going to hug her when she doesn´t want to. So you all will be fine.” I looked at them as Motherinnit went to double-check her boy’s outfit for the second time.

“Tommy, your shirt is being poked out from your pants, and put away that phone! Haven´t you heard what they just said?!” Motherinnit was the real hero at this moment, Tommy put away his camera and I went to open the door. Before being stopped by the announcer that I and the Simons have arrived to eat.

“Please rise for (Y/N) of Cambridge, third in line for the Throne of Great Britain. And their guests of honour the Simons Family.” With that, we stepped in and I looked directly into the eyes of my great-grandmother, the Queen. I looked back at the Simons and showed them what we do now.

I went in front of the Queen to make a small courtesy with Tommy´mum, Tommy and his dad bowed. When we came up I went to go and wish my great-grandma a good day and that they were not used to having their name called like that which gave her a small chuckle. We got invited to sit with her which we did after they told her to have a blessed morning and Tommy was very shy around her.

Following our breakfast I took them on a tour of the Palace, with Tommy recording some of it, we looked at the preparations of the party that was later today, and then went to see the maze that we had around a few blogs of walking. It was fun, they got to meet some of my other family members, like Uncle Harry and his wife Meghan. They were taking a stroll around the palace like we were, it was very fun to talk to him after not seeing him for so long.

But knowing that the party grew closer I had to bring them back to their room so they had enough time to change and rest their feet from all the walking we already did.

~~Later~~Evening

After I went to take a shower and then got ready for all the cameras that were going to be there, I went to make sure that the Simons were okay and ready to start the entry. I walked over to their suite and knocked on the door just like I did this morning to wake them up.

“Hey, just making sure that everything is good? The Party is starting soon and I will have to go with my siblings so you will not get announced but you will be with the other guests.” I said as they let me in. “What do you mean? Won´t it be just like this morning?” Tommy asked as I stood in the entryway.

“Well, no. At first, it would seem like that, but for us to be announced together we would have to be together, like a couple. And seeing as we are not, we are not going to be announced together. But you will not be announced at all seeing as only the family members get that. So you could say that you just got to a very backyard dinner party. Hahaha..” I tried to lighten the mood by joking around a bit. It didn´t help but I tried that´s all that I can do.

“Well, are we even going to sit together? Or how is it going to go.” Asked Motherinnit.

“A very good question, I think because we are going to sit together because you are my guests. So I will only not be there when you arrive but the staff can show you where you are going to sit. I will be joining once I get called out, the press gets all their pictures of us and we can have our peace from them.” I answered with a slight tone of annoyance.

The worst part of being a royal is truly the part where you don´t get your own privacy because of constant press around you.

“Well, then shall we get this over with? And another thing Tommy, place put away your camera I don´t think it´s very polite to take it with you to this party.” Fatherinnit chimed in after seeing his son already look if his camera still had enough space and battery for the day. The whole walking and talking took a lot out of the battery earlier.

“It would be okay as long as you don´t put it in other people´s faces like some of the paparazzi do. But it would be okay if you just show your own face on it and talk to it as long as it´s not too loud.” I said as I looked over at him, he started to smile like a child on Christmas when he heard my words of confirmation to take the vlogging camera.

After a final check, we went to get them a staff member that could take them to their rightful seats, as I had to leave them to meet up with my family for the announcements at the door.

As always I went to go last after my great-grandma was called up, then my grandpa with his siblings, my parents, uncle and then finally it was my turn with my three little siblings. It was the first time that we children were going to be standing in front of the camera alone without parental guidance.

When we got called up my heart was beating so fast, I could barely see anything with all the lights from the cameras, but as the oldest, I had to hold Charlott and Louis hands whilst George was standing besides Louis, I couldn´t stop now. They were all counting on me. And the faster I got this over with the faster I could go to talk with Tommy and his parents. So I kept on walking in front of all the cameras with a light smile and holding firmly onto the hands of the other two.

When I sat down beside my parents and Tommy I could barely hear what was going on behind me with the other guests as the press was escorted outside as to not disturb us any longer. They got their pictures, some of them didn´t seem to like that idea too much as they began to push against the security that called for backup.

When the backup arrived the cameras and reporters seemed to realize that they were in trouble for not following orders from the security.

“You did well (Y/N), you were leading your siblings with so much power that you looked like you were going into battle!” Tommy said as I came back to register. Everyone was proud of me for taking that like a ruler. Which was good, I needed to be a good leader for when I get the throne.

“Thanks, I can´t remember much except for the thought that I needed to get through that as fast as possible I could feel how scarred Louise and Charlott were trying to be so brave but couldn’t take all of it and the lights were really bad too.” I looked at my parents expectedly, as they nodded and smiled to give me reassurance.

The only thing we did after that was eat and film a little for the vlog, Tommy showed me that he actually filmed the whole thing with my siblings and me, I do have to say I looked way cooler than I felt.

With that the music and the flower watching came to a stop sometime around the next morning, when the Queen had already stated that she would go to bed and the party-goers went to bed I bought the Simons back to their room´s. Wishing them a good night and telling them about when I would come back tomorrow morning to get them to breakfast.

~~Next Day~~ Morning

At around 10 am the next morning I got up and ready for the breakfast that was held later than yesterday.

I walked over to Tommy´s and his parents flat to see if they were awake yet. Right as I was going to knock the door opened and out stepped Fatherinnit.

“Oh, I was going to go over to your room and knock to see if you are awake yet but it seems like you beat me to it. Hahahahaha” was his first reaction to seeing me with my fist in the air about to knock.

“Yeah, I wanted to do the same thing, and get you to get breakfast.” I answered as he stepped aside to let the other two through the door so we could start the walk to the mess hall.

“So do you have anything else planned for today? Seeing as the party was yesterday?” asked Tommy´s mother on our way there.

“Well, I need to get my usual tasks done but after that, I should be free, it is a Saturday so there is no rush to go to school or do too much school work, maybe I´ll play some Minecraft with George later.” I answered as I thought about what I still had to do today. “What about you? Anything you want to do here before you go back home tomorrow?” I looked over to them with a small smile.

“Yeah, my parents are going to go on a walk around London seeing as it was a while when they were last here. I on the other hand don´t know what I will be doing today.” Tommy said before his parents could answer themselves.

“Well you could walk around with me and film more for your vlog, and if we get the chores done fast enough we could try to stream from my room. If you want to of course.” I said before thinking it through.

Tommy looked at me with excitement “Really?! I could just follow you around with my camera and film everything that’s going on!?” Thinking about it the second time, this might not be the best course of action.

“Sure, but maybe not everything, for example, something that is supposed to be not seen by the public. Or I could take you all the way up to the flag pole. On top of the Palace.” I said whilst seeing Tommy get even more excited if that was even possible.

Before we could make any more ideas we were at the mess hall, I´m going to miss walking together with someone to the mess hall, it gets lonely when you only have your family around you that you can´t even tell everything to.

~~Later~~after eating

We had an uneventful breakfast with some of the other guests. It was a little boring seeing as they had no interest that we could share, just like always we talked about the cov19 cases and all that not really something that I liked to talk about over dinner.

As we walked back to our rooms, I told Tommy´s parents to not forget their entry tickets so that they could always get back inside after being outside in London.

We even went so far as to walk them to the door, because it was a little like a labyrinth inside the palace if you don’t know your way around it.

“Well, do you want to start your vlog now? Right in the entryway of the Palace? Or do you want o wait on that?” I looked over at Tommy who had already grasped his phone from his jacket.

“I´ll just film some stuff now that I can talk over later. So we can just stay here for a few moments talking about what we are going to do and then we go do the chores! I am really excited to do  this so thank you for the opportunity, I don´t think I have said that yet.” I smiled at him as he positioned his phone in the window to show us.

“Did your parents make you say that or where did that come from? It´s no problem I think we both get something out of it so, you are very welcome.” I said as I looked at him, he did a moked face as if I just insulted him whilst walking back from the window.

“I would never do any sort of thing like that! And just to clarify my parents did not make me say that to you! They definitely didn’t talk to me before we went to eat breakfast this morning!” he answered like a child.

“Okay then. What do you want me to do now? Just stand here or...?” I looked at him whilst also looking at the camera.

“Oh- hahaha yeah- wait no- eh just I´ll just stand here for a bit and then you can come in and then we will start to walk where we are supposed to go, on our way there I´ll just point the camera down to our feet again if that´s okay for you?” I nodded at his explanation, after a while of standing on the side and seeing just waiting I decided to walk to him.

I tapped him on the shoulders as he faked being jump-scared by me, I smiled and motioned him to come along, he grapped the camera and we went to our first chore that needed to be done.

“So the first thing we will be doing today is talking to my great-grandmother, the Queen. That means that you are not allowed to have the camera on or have it been seen by her. We´ll just walk in, get some papers and mail that are for my parents, then we´ll see if she has anything left that I can do and if not. Then I can show you where you can go to the flag pole, with her permission of course. We can´t just walk up there and fool around y´know?” I told Tommy as he got the camera from the window and went to point it at the floor.

Once we got there I was halted by the doorsman, asking me what they should announce for Tommy.

“You can just say that he is Tom Simons. There is no need to overdo it.” I looked at Tommy as he pointed the camera at the very decorated door. He seemed to film it very closely as to show how much detail went into making it.

“Tommy, are you filming the door in which the Queen sits behind?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.

“Wait- she is behind here?! I-I didn´t know that I am really sorry-I-“ he started to panic over having filmed the door. I started to snicker seeing as it was just a door. Nothing special that was not allowed to be filmed.

“Calm down Tommy, it was a joke, she is still waiting for us to enter.” I said as I heard the doorman announcing us. I walked in and made a small curtsey in front of her as Tommy bowed beside me.

I could already see how scared he was to be in the same room as her. “Can you stop doing that (Y/N)? I think I told you enough times to not do that when we are not in front of cameras.” She scolded me with a smile on her face, “And you are Tommy? You know, I did see a video about you when George showed it to me. I have to say it was entertaining and you may stand up straight again.”

Tommy´s smile was gigantic, “Th-Thank you! I put a lot of work into my videos but to hear it from you, Your Majesty, it is truly an honour!” as we talked to her about what we had to deliver to my parents, and what we wanted to do later she seemed to have a lot of fun, that she normally didn´t have when talking to other people outside our family.

It was fun to be walking around with Tommy and showing him around the Palace that you usually didn´t get to see, we sometimes had to stop our walking for him to take some good videos showing the view from some of the windows.

I never thought about taking so long just to deliver the letter to my parents. Nonetheless, it was very fun to see someone be so excited about looking outside our windows doors and the view in general.

I knocked on the door of my father’s office to give him his and mothers work, I came back outside with Tommy after a few moments. My parents didn´t have anything to add to our to-do list so we went to the top of the Palace so I can show Tommy what it looks like from the top.

“ This is really cool. You can look so far from up here!” Tommy said as we got to the top of the stairs that lead to the roof.

“Yeah, but you need to watch out so you don´t fall to your death! It´s too windy up here for us to go to the edge. But we can watch from here, we are also not allowed to touch or go too close to the Flag. It´s against the law, I think. At least that’s what my parents told me and my siblings so we don’t come up here so often. But just to be safe they made railings up here!” I screamed at Tommy so his camera and he could still hear me.

We filmed a little more around the roof but then went back down just to film some other stuff around the palace. With the day coming to an end we had enough camera footage of the gardens, rooms, roof, and view for Tommy.

“So you still want to stream? My parent’s aren’t here yet. I also left them a note stating that I was with you. Just in case they forgot.” He said after we were back in the hallway where our rooms were situated for the time being.

“Sure, let’s stream to surprise everyone! Do you have all your passwords with you? So you can just log into your account.” I looked at him as he ran back into his room to grab a book where the passwords stood.

“Yes! I wrote them down in case I forgot how they are written. A really good idea when I think about it now.” He smiled as we began our walk over to my room, where my pc and setup stood waiting to be used.

“I don´t know if it´s a  good set up but I can stream and I am able to play Minecraft, so that’s already a lot to work with.” I turned around to Tommy as he looked around my room before noticing me pulling in another chair for him to sit in.

“Huh? Oh- don´t worry this will be enough. I just need to log in and start the `starting soon screen´ so they can come in when we start. But what do you think the title should be?” we thought about it for a minute when we got situated in front of the pc.

“I don´t know, maybe: `surprise stream! (with a guest)´ ?” I wrote it out to him so that he could see what I mean better.

“That is a good idea! The mystery will be there and the people want to see who the surprise guest is! That was really smart. Okay, I have now started the starting soon screen so they shouldn’t be able to hear us yet. So you want to come in after I announce you? Like- Like the doorman always does? I think I can try it out. I heard it too after for it to just fail my mind!”

“How about you just let me sit at the side and then I will be coming over and just be next to you for the stream? What are we planning on doing anyway?” I looked at him, as he turned around to look at me.

“You- you did plan this far-right?” my face turned into one of anxiousness. He slowly looked away from me keeping his face the same as before. Not moving a muscle.

“Well, hehehehe you see... I did not plan this far ahead. We could just watch a few media shares that people send in? Or every time someone gifts fifty subs we have to change the player in Minecraft, like when you play then the donation comes and then I have to play until the next one? Or not fifty gifted maybe just ten or fife?” He was brainstorming ideas for what we could do together.

“I think we should just start the stream and see how the chat reacts to this, maybe after something will come up that we can all play together! Oh- almost forgot to tell you, this will probably end up on the news because the media will find out about the meet up with me and a Twitch streamer, in the palace. We may be even trending on Twitter  for this.” I looked at him with a forced smile that was purposely bad.

“Well, then we just have to play the best games for us to have fun and not think about what could all go wrong for this! So let’s start the stream!” he said as I rolled a little bit to the side as to not be in the way of the camera.

“Hello everyone! Yes, you did read the title, didn´t you? Hahaha, you will never guess where I was yesterday and today! I mean you can kind of tell by the background and the position of the camera that I am not home yet. But that is okay because we are at somebody´s palace. No, it´s not Tubbo´s palace- does tubbo even have a palace? Anyway-“ he kept on talking to chat as I made sure that I looked good enough for the stream, the paparazzi would have a field day with having so many shots of me after this stream.

“Anyway chat! Do you want to find out who this mysterious person could be? I´m 87% sure that some already know them but most of you probably don´t, well you don´t need to wait any longer they are already sitting right next to me so they already know what´s going to happen. And please remember chat, be nice and remember to not make them uncomfortable we are streaming from their pc! Anyway, please welcome (Y/N) of Cambridge, the third in line for the Throne of Great Britain!”

He rolled to the side as I came into view smiled at the camera. “Hello.” I greeted as I looked over to Tommy, “I thought I told you to not introduce me like that, now look at chat. They .. are so fast, how do you read them like this?” I motioned to the little chatbox that was open on one of the screens in front of us.

“Well, they usually that fast so I just get used to it or hover my mouse over it to make them slower or even stop.” He explained to me whilst also checking if everything works as it should.

“Anyway, chat. Don´t mind them I am still the one that streams and needs your attention. What we are going to do in today’s stream is not yet chosen so we might change things up with Minecraft, q&a, try not to laugh or maybe even Geoguesser or just talking.” Tommy exclaimed happily as he already knew how to captivate his viewers.

I was mostly just sitting besides him as we played a little bit of Minecraft and then some q&a with the chat. Of course there were some questions that both of us didn’t want to answer and just ignored but most of the chat was really friendly and it was a lot different than being asked questions from the press.

“How did you guess meet each other? I was wondering when that question would come, do you want to explain your part and then I can tell my side of the story?” Tommy looked at me for an answer.

“Sure, so I wasn´t actually going to look at some people on the internet that were playing a block game, but my little brother who is ironically named George, played it a lot and wanted to play like the others on the internet so I just tried to find what he meant. With that, I found Tommy and the other on the Dream SMP and wrote Tommy a letter for the invitation here. I think that sums it up really good.” I said as I looked at the screen where I saw that the chat was really happy with the combination

As Tommy went on to tell his side of the story I was intrigued as to how many viewers were watching us right now and seeing the large number I was shocked. I never would have guessed that so many people were going to come to watch someone talk about how they met another person from the internet.

“Oh- Will is writing something on Discord- Wil you know you can just come into the VC with us right?” Tommy looked at discord and then at the camera. “I don’t think that (Y/N) has anything against talking with Will again right?”

“Of course not! Wilbur is a really nice young man with good manners. I think he should come to talk to us.” I looked at Tommy and then at discord seeing that Wilbur was joining the VC.

“Hello, again your highness.” Wilbur greeted me whereas Tommy just scuffed that he was here too. “I didn´t know if I should join but then you said all those really nice things, so I just had to come in and thank you. I am with Phil and Kristen right now but that´s okay they can still hear you. I hope that’s okay.” Tommy and I just looked at each other confused as to why Will was with Phil but he probably had his reasoning.

“Hello, Phil! It´s really nice to meet you, Kristen! I don´t think that we have had a conversation yet.” I smiled as I heard her reply it was not very loud she must have been farther away from the mic but she gave me a greeting back.

After the introductions were done we all went to play some games together and still talk about things that we did the last few days. Where Tommy just looked at me put a hand in front of his mouth making a silent symbol and I nodded.

It was going to be a surprise for the chat that we had made a vlog at the party and around the palace. We only said to the stream that there would be a vlog coming out sooner or later depending on the cutting would take longer or not.

With time other people also joined the VC talking to us and asking questions that they wanted answers to.

Tubbo was a really nice guy, for example, he just came in the discord to say a few things and then leave but got stopped by some other friends of Tommy, they also wanted to talk and play some games with us.

But because just talking would be a little boring Tommy started to play on the Dream Smp, where he told me to start building a house right beside his dirt hole, so he could protect it the best way that he could.

It was a lot of fun to be able to relax a little with Tommy and not having to always be watching the many rules that have to follow when around other people.

Not only did a lot of friends from Tommy come into the VC but George, the small one we called him, came into my room where we were streaming.

“(Y/N)? Mom said that I can play Minecraft with you.. hi, tom! But can I please play Minecraft with you now?” he came in and said as I was starting on the walls of my house.

I looked at Tommy and then back at George, asking that he could build my house with me. Tommy nodded excitedly as he waved back at George.

“Okay, but I am building a house right now. Do you want to help me finish it? We have a lot of materials that we could use for a cool house right next to Tommy´s.” I looked at George thinking that he would rather build away from Tommy and the wooden path.

“Can I also sit in your lab? I don’t want to get a chair? Oh, and do we have mushrooms so we can make it like a mushroom house? Or do you want to build a really normal house? I can do Redstone traps so no one can get to it and destroy it later!” he was just as excited at Tommy when he walked over to sit on my lab.

“Sure you can build a trap so it can protect our house! I was thinking about building a normal cottage that is seen in the woods sometimes. Or in a field, we could make a field around it to grow our own food!” I looked at Tommy and George as he started to build.

It took us a while but we did get to finish the whole house whilst also getting Tommy to change the scenery around and on top of his house.

After a while, my mother came in and went to get my brother back in bed so he could be alright the next morning. We decided to end stream after that and head to bed ourselves so we could get up early again the next day.

When I went to bring him to his room I noticed that his parents also were back from the trip that they went on.

We all went to go to bed and get up the next morning. IT was time for the Simons Family to get back home. I was a little sad seeing that I grew to like his presence in the palace.

“Well, I hope you had a good stay here and that you will like to visit again! Maybe next time I can come over to you or you come over to our actual house and not the palace that my great-grandma lives in.” I tried to explain as I was stumbling over my words.

“I am sure we can arrange that to happen. It was really fun to play games with you and walk around!” Tommy stated as he was hugging me for the last time, we then went to send them to the cab that would send them back to the train to their own home.

As soon as Tommy was back home he opened discord and wrote (Y/N) that they were safely home and that they could play games over the internet next.

Maybe playing a block game wasn´t a bad idea.

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Part Four. "You hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

warnings: swearing but that’s it (i think)! just karl being a goof and dream being a little shit but whats new word count: 3k (not ncluding pictures)

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Y/n  sat to Karl's left, out of the camera's view as he scrolled through Twitter on his PC.

"Um... oh, how did you guys meet?" Karl read before looking offscreen at Y/n. "Uh... school?"

"What? I was going to make up a funny story but I'm appalled by the seriousness in your voice! Is that really how you think we met?"

The embarrassment on his face answered her question. "Karl! I'm two years younger than you, how would we meet have met at school?"

"I don't know!" he said back defensively, raising his shoulders. "Clubs?"

"Like I was in any of the nerd clubs you were in."

"Well, then, how did we meet?"

Y/n sighed with a laugh. "Our moms–"

"Oh, wait wait, I remember!" he cut her off, excitedly looking towards Y/n. "Our moms are friends and they forced us to hang out." He smiled proudly and looked back to his screen as he continued scrolling for good questions. "If I'm honest, I only still hang out with you because my mom makes me."

Y/n smacked Karl's arm and he laughed but pretended to be hurt. "WHAT THE HONK, BUGSY?!"

"I can't stand you. I barely hit you, nimrod."

Karl giggled and read another one. "How tall is Bugsy? Two feet, four inches."

"No, I'm 7'6," Y/n lied easily and Karl laughed.

"How tall are you actually?"

'I think 5'10 or something? Maybe 5'11. I'm not 6' but I'm taller than you for sure, I know that much–"

"Okay, you are not taller than me. Just to be clear. Chat, Bugsy is not taller than me."

"Yes, I am. Wanna test it?"

"No," he replied quietly in defeat.

"Because you know I'm right," Y/n laughed as her eyes flicked over to read chat. They were spamming their surprise, expecting her to be short. "Yeah, no, chat, I'm tall. I'm taller than Karl."

"Only because your shoes make you tall! Doc Martens are tall and that's pretty much all you wear!"

"You're shorter than me when I'm barefoot!"

"That's literally false. Like completely."

"Just accept it, shorty."

"I'll accept that you're taller than George and Sapnap, but not me. I'm barely taller than you but I'm still taller."

"Whateverrrr. I'll move on to protect your dignity."

Karl ignored her and laughed, pointing to a message from Dream in Karl's chat.

"Dream said I have short girl energy," Y/n read.

"You kinda do."

"What does that even mean?"

"You're shy around new people and you act all sweet."

"So tall girls can't be shy and sweet? Or shy and sweet girls can't be tall?"

"Stop twisting my words," Karl groaned.

"Also, wait, what do you mean I act sweet? Am I not?"

"No, you are. But I mean you also aren't when you don't want to be. Upset Bugsy is scary Bugsy."

Y/n frowned, not recalling a time she's ever been angry or upset at Karl but she let him move on. He pointed to another tweet as he looked at Y/n, giving her an 'I told you so' look. She read it before shaking her head at him.

"Don't read that one."

"Pleeease, can I answer?"

"No!" she whisper-shouted. I don't want to be shipped with him for asking or you for answering, she mouthed so Karl's chat couldn't put together clues.

"Are you assuming I'll answer positively?" he teased, earning him a hard smack on the arm.

Y/n couldn't help but notice every time she put her hands in the frame, which was usually to hit Karl, half of the chat turned into simps requesting a hand pic because they could see her bracelets and nail polish and now that they knew she was tall they wanted to see how big her hands were. They really wanted every crumb of content they could have regarding her looks. She caught one that said something pretty kinky about her hands which she tried to scrub from her mind immediately.

"Fine," Karl sighed at her request to not read Dream's tweet out loud, instead reading another. "Bestie sleepover? Yes! Bestie sleepover! Bugsy and I are gonna cuddle all night--"

"No, we aren't. I'm sleeping on a completely different bed. Or couch. Nowhere near you."

"WHY DO YOU HATE ME?"

"Karl! Stop trying to get me to cuddle with you!" Y/n laughed as she pushed away his arms, which were trying to give her a hug. "You're a freaking heater and I don't like touching people!"

"That's my worst nightmare in a friend, how did I end up with you?"

"No idea. Deal with it. It's still a bestie sleepover even if we don't cuddle."

Karl giggled and looked back at his stream. "Oh, by the way, in case anyone ever wanted to know or was Dreaming about it, Bugsy is very cute. Just thought I'd mention it in case anyone was wondering or if anyone tweeted specifically asking..."

Y/n smacked his arm again as she yelled, "Karl!"

He grabbed his arm in dramatic pain as if it had been cut off. "Ow! Ow! Bugsy hit me!" he cried as he fell to the floor. "Oh my gosh. Someone call a doctor!"

"I cannot stand you," Y/n  informed as she stared down at him. She glanced at chat, who were all joking about how bad his condition was, saying things like they might have to amputate his arm. "Chat, don't encourage him. Oh, Karl I know what we can do!"

"As long as I don't need two arms for it..." his voice still laced with fake pain.

"Karl Jacobs."

"What is it?"

"Give me a tour of Dream's SMP. Dream whitelisted me yesterday."

"Oh, yeah! What could have possibly made you think of him?" he teased as he got back in his chair.

Y/n glared at him and he cowered slightly.

"Minecraft, yes. There's a PC in the other room you can play on. Do you need help setting it up?"

"No, I've streamed once or twice," Y/n teased as she stood up.

"I'm just trying to be a good host! Gosh!"

"Wait, I have to cross over to leave the room."

"Just do it? What's the issue? Literally no problem, just walk?" he joked before zooming in his camera on his face so it took up the whole screen. Y/n laughed as she went across the room, chat now forced to look at disturbingly close footage of Karl staring directly into the camera with his eyes crossed.

Y/n called Karl on Discord after logging in. "Hi, Karl and Karl's stream."

"Are you on yet?"

"I'm logging in to my Minecraft account right now."

"Okay, join a vc on the smp discord so others can talk to us if we run into anyone. I'll be over in a minute, just give me a bit to read some donations." They both muted, leaving Y/n to herself.

She typed in the IP address to the server and joined a random voice channel that no one was in. She spawned and looked around, confused by the cobblestone wall around her. Her phone lit up so she occupied herself with the texts from Naomi.

A green figure caught her eye on the screen and she looked up. In the distance was Dream's infamous green Minecraft skin punching the air as he faced her. He ran towards her and stopped in front of her. She set her phone down and slid it away, crouching as his character did the same.

Dream whispers to you: are you streaming you whisper to Dream: no but Karl is and he's about to get on to tour me Dream whispers to you: hmmm okay here

He uncrouched and dropped a few diamond blocks before punching the air again and running away.

Dream whispers to you: shh don’t tell anyone you whisper to Dream: omg :D ty <3 you whisper to Dream: first twitch donos now mc donos you whisper to Dream: rich man over here giving out money and diamonds to everyone like it's candy Dream whispers to you: no, only to you Dream whispers to you: a little gift before our date ;) Dream whispers to you: oh and this

He came back and paused in front of Y/n before dropping a red poppy and sprinting away again. She acted cool despite the huge smile on her face.

you whisper to Dream: charming you whisper to Dream: you give me a flower and dart away before I can properly thank you Dream whispers to you: oh yeah? how would you have thanked me?

Y/n smiled, her cheeks flaming up as a dirty thought entered her mind. Stop, he's not flirting, she told herself. It’s literally a block game and he’s not flirting.

you whisper to Dream: guess we'll never know ;) KarlJacobs joined the game

"I'm back," Karl's voice filled her headset as he joined her voice channel, snapping her out of her thoughts. "Where are you?"

Y/n looked away from the chat in Minecraft and turned around in the game. "Still at spawn. Some forest and cobblestone walls."

"Go left and I'll meet you halfway."

As she ran, the Minecraft chat reappeared with new messages for everyone to see.

<Dream> hey Karl <KarlJacobs> hello Dream <Dream> thanks for answering my question on your stream <KarlJacobs> just doing my civil duty as a bugsy dream shipper <KarlJacobs> official petition for the name to be dreamsy <Dream> signed

"Oh my gosh," Y/n muttered, making Karl laugh.

"What?" Karl asked innocently, but his laugh was maniacal. "Oh, I found you. This way! I built everything on the server, by the way. So if anything is impressive, just remember that I did it."

"Karl, that's the biggest lie you've ever told me. I watch the lore videos."

"Well, I did build it all so I don't know what to tell you. Let's go this way first."

Y/n followed as he showed her stuff, including background and unknown facts about things that have happened off stream. After the tour, they messed around the chessboard. At some point, she found a blue cornflower and turned to Karl.

"Do you have an anvil?"

"I don't exactly have one on me at the moment but I think there's one over here. What for?"

She killed some chickens with her fist to gain XP so she could carry out the task in mind. "I need to name this flower I found." She followed him a few blocks away and clicked the anvil and named the flower 'love, bug'. "Okay, thanks."

"Why did you name it?"

"It's a gift for someone."

"Me?" he asked as his character jumped up and down.

"No. My presence is your gift."

"Ouch. You know, honestly, I'm really hurt by that. Like, why would you say that to me? It's just sorta rude."

"Fine, I'll go get you a flower."

"Well, I don't want it if it isn't sincere. Who's that one for?"

"...no one."

"Tell me or I'll keep complaining about not getting a gift."

"I can deal with that."

"Okay, then tell me or I'll make you sleep in my bed and I'll smother you to death with my affection."

"Ah, okay, fine. It's for Dream."

"Wow you really hate me that much!" Karl laughed.

"No, I'm just not touchy like you!" she defended. She always worried she offended Karl since he was so physically affectionate towards his friends but she just wasn't a physical person.

"Oh, speaking of Dream..." he turned and Y/n followed his characters line of sight, having to zoom in to see the green figure perched at the top of a tree.

"He's very menacing."

"He does that."

<Bugsy> come here pls dream <Bugsy> i have a gift :]

Dream ran towards Y/n and stopped in front of her expectedly. She looked at Karl then back at Dream and dropped the gift, backing up after and crouching.

His character picked it up and held it, pausing to read the name. After a moment, he slowly looked up at Y/n's character before jumping and spinning in circles. Y/n hid her smile in her sleeve even though no one could see her.

<Dream> wait lemme see the one I gave you <Bugsy> what D: <Dream> I wanna name it

"What is going on?" Karl giggled.

"Gift exchange. Mind your own business."

"Woah!" Karl gasped dramatically. "Uncalled for."

Dream came back and dropped the renamed flower for her. Y/n picked it up and hovered over it to read the name.

'host, dream'

She gasped and started punching his character. He backed up and ran away but joined the call seconds later.

"Wait! Stop hitting me!" Dream yelled into her headset.

Y/n laughed, trying to contain her smile as she continued to hit the green character. "Dream! Are you kidding? I tried being all cute and you hosted me?? In MINECRAFT??"

"It was a joke! You said something like that to Wilbur on Twitter a while ago, I was just using your humor!" Dream's giggles filled Y/n's headphones and she smiled but quickly dropped it so her voice could sound serious.

"Give it back."

Dream looked at her before letting out a small, "What?"

"Give me back the flower so I can go burn it with the other one."

"Bugsy!"

"What is going on?" Karl asked through a cackle. "Dream, did you hurt Bugsy??"

"Yes, Karl! He hurt my feelings! He gave me a flower and gave it back to name it something mean!"

Dream just laughed so Y/n punched him again.

"Dream! You can't hurt Bugsy!" Karl defended, also punching Dream.

All Y/n could hear was the sound of Dream wheezing, his character running as the two chased him. "Stop! You guys are so– STOP HITTING ME!"

"Fine," Y/n finally said, crouching and facing the ground as she walked into a corner to look like she was pouting. "I'm just not going to go on any Minecraft dates anymore."

"Wait, no," Dream protested in a soft voice, his character stopping to look at her's. "Take that back."

"Heart been broke so many times..."

"You're so stupid."

Karl gasped happily. "You guys have a Minecraft date? Can I help plan it?!"

"We did. In exchange for letting you give me the tour. But I've changed my mind since I've been so betrayed."

"Oh my gosh, you're so..." Dream trailed off but his wide smile could be heard through his voice.

"So what? Finish that sentence, Dream," Y/n dared teasingly.

"So... ANNOYING!"

"DREAM! SAY YOU'RE SORRY!" Karl yelled.

"Okay! I'm sorry! Bug, I'm so sorry. Really. Please let me... let me rename your flower something cute. It'll make you so happy that you'll fall in love with me all over again and–and we can go on our date. Please don't burn our flowers."

"And what if I don't give them to you?"

"I'll just kill you and pick them off your corpse."

"Woooooowwww. Okay, it's like that?"

"Yes, it is like that," he said through a smile. It was so apparent in his voice that he was grinning like a kid on Christmas morning.

<Ranboo> how is the tour going Bugsy was shot by Dream using DEFINITELY NOT PENIS <Ranboo> ah going well I see

Bugsy screamed in her mic as the death screen appeared. "DREAM!"

"You took too long!" He wheezed as Bugsy respawned.

"I don't know where I am!"

"Hold on, I'll avenge you!" Karl declared before he died too.

"You thought you could kill me with your fists? Karl, you're naked and I'm wearing full Netherite."

"You weren't when I started punching you! You pulled that out of thin air!"

<Ranboo> canon

Y/n smiled at Ranboo's comment. She had never talked to him but she knew he and Tubbo were close friends and he seemed really funny. He had already proved he had a dry sense of humor in the 30 minutes she was on the SMP and she loved that. Y/n made a mental note to befriend him before returning to being drama queen to Dream.

"So, Dream, now that you've made me an enemy–"

"WhAT? We are not enemies, Bug. I'm actually naming a flower something really cute as we speak. Enemies don't do that."

"Maybe I'm not your enemy but you sure are mine."

"Oh come on now," he mumbled lowly, running chills down her spine. What the hell was that?? "What do I have to do to make it up to you?"

"You-you murdered me in cold blood. Nothing will make it up."

"So I could get the flower! It was out of love! So I could give you a better present! Does that count for nothing?"

"Hm," she hummed. "We'll see what new name you come up with and then I'll decide."

Karl and Y/n got back to the chessboard and waited for Dream to return with his new flower.

Breaking character and turning towards her best friend, Y/n laughed at Karl. "Sorry for distracting from our BFF shenanigans time."

"This is way more entertaining," Karl assured. "Me and my chat got front row seats to the Dreamsy love saga."

"Shut up," she mumbled as she punched him in-game.

"OW! STOP PUNCHING ME SO MUCH!"

"Okay, okay, I'm back!!" Dream announced and they saw his figure sprinting and jumping towards them. He dropped the flower for Y/n and stepped back, crouching and standing repeatedly.

Y/n picked up the flower and hovered over it to read the name.

"Is it worthy of your forgiveness, Bugsy? Does it pass the vibe check?" Karl asked with a giggle.

Y/n bit her lip as she smiled at her screen.

to the prettiest girl in the world. love, dream <3

It was a joke, obviously. He was just continuing the joke of flirting with her like he does on Twitter just like Sapnap and Karl and George and Quackity do. They all joke about flirting with her and this was another joke.

But it still gave her tummy butterflies.

"Bug?" Dream called softly.

But why would he joke like that when neither of them were streaming? Karl's chat wouldn't see it so there was no one to point in feeding into the joke, unless he meant for Y/n to show Karl? She was overthinking. She needed to play it cool. 

She also needed an enderchest so no one could find it and no one could take it away from her and destroy it but they didn’t need to know she liked it that much.

"Mmm.... it'll do."

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A/N: yeeee hope you guys liked this one! i think this is my favorite so far i just think dream was being too cute and i wanna be best friends with karl so much it hurts. we’re gonna get deeper into the dream relationship soon!! i just needed to indugle in bff karl content real quick!!!

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Technoblade’s purpose in the political narrative of the Dream SMP

I can’t sleep so I decided to finally write the post I’ve been struggling with for literal months, except way more casual because I can’t be bothered anymore and also I’m sleep deprived.

So the thing is: to me the DSMP storyline has always been primarily political, probably because I was introduced to it through Wilbur who was definitely going for political, and also because I’m just generally interested in political narratives right now. Obviously I appreciate the character work and the personal relationship stuff, that’s what makes it more interesting than just dry allegory, but when it comes down to it, this story is about politics to me. So that’s the angle I’m going to approach it from.

Also not to spoil the conclusions here, but I’m an anarchist, that’s my lens.

(Obviously all of this is about rp from here on out unless otherwise specified)

Basically the situation as Techno joins the server is this: L'Manburg exists as an autonomous nation and is de facto independent although not officially recognised by the Dream SMP. The self-appointed president Wilbur Soot decides to hold an election and rig it in order to consolidate his power over the nation he founded and he gets his VP Tommyinnit to join in on the plan. Their scheme fails and they end up voted out instead. The new president, Schlatt, immediately establishes himself as an authoritarian figure and exiles Wilbur and Tommy.

A couple of points on what the election arc demonstrates:

1: the appearance of democracy can be used for distinctly undemocratic purposes.

2: even if the elections aren’t rigged, the electoral system could be massively flawed and end up favouring a party that in fact didn’t have the popular vote

3: even if the winning government (the coalition in this case) has the majority vote, that doesn’t guarantee that they’ll actually act according to the popular will.

4: the supporters of the losing parties basically just have to let the majority overrule their wishes, espcially since apparently L’Manburg doesn’t have an established role for an opposition, yikes. That’s actually a MAJOR oversight in the system but I’m not gonna go into that too much.

5: frankly as an anarchist I am just deeply cynical towards representative democracy, and just because you have a token appearance of choice and consent doesn’t mean that it isn’t a hierarchical and authoritarian system. And to be fair, from my point of view this applies even to so-called liberal democracies and progressive parties. Full disclosure: even if L'Manburg was the ideal example of a representative democracy (which it very much isn’t) I would still be opposed to it because I fundamentally do not believe in top down systems, even electoral ones.

6: despite all these flaws, all the characters seem to implicitly accept the electoral system as legitimate. There’s criticism against the actions of individual characters acting within the system, such as Quackity calling out Wilbur for trying to rig the election, but nobody is questioning the system itself.

So at this point I’m sitting there, watching all this go down, and thinking “man, this would be so much more bearable if there was an anarchist point of view being represented in the story.”

And hey, look who IMMEDIATELY SHOWS UP.

Okay, I’m not gonna lie, early installation Technoblade is not the best representation of anarchism. I was mostly rooting for him out of sheer contrarianism initially. I didn’t really even care if it would be another Killmonger/Magneto/Zaheer situation because I’m used to reading against the authorial intent when it comes to these things. Sometimes any representation is better than no representation, even with political ideologies. That’s not to say that him just straight up spouting this hobbesian notion of a “dog-eat-dog world” didn’t grate on me, obviously it did.

That kind of worldview of humanity needing authority in order to prevent chaos and conflict is literally antithetical to anarchism and is the favourite talking point of authoritarians, the least anarchist people there are. It’s literally what people use to argue AGAINST anarchism. I think it’s mostly because cc!Techno obviously wasn’t particularly educated on anarchist thought and was just basically having fun roleplaying with his friends at this point. Which is frustrating but fair enough I guess.

Cynical ideas about human nature are pretty deeply rooted in the mainstream, unfortunately, most people just consider it common sense. And like I said, it’s a huge talking point in the propaganda against anarchism.

(… even though in fact these arguments were originally used against proponents of representative democracy. Hobbes himself was very much a monarchist, the idea of letting normal people vote for their representatives would have been terrifying to him. Like surely the world would descent into a free-for-all war, all against all. Imagine letting commoners have OPINIONS, the horror.)

So yeah, that stuff was pretty ehhhhh. It was basically what I’d expected though: cc!Techno isn’t an anarchist and we just don’t get accurate representation from non-anarchists, ever. What I dared to hope was that Techno’s character would at least stay consistent about his opposition to ALL governments. I was pretty sure that he would, even though it seemed like the majority of the fandom at the time was convinced that he would switch over to Schlatt’s side or something. It would have been a really shitty twist, I would have ragequit immediately. I mean what would have been the entire point of his character then? He might as well have been a random mercenary. Why even have his character be an anarchist if you were just going to make him work for a government?

(ftr this is kinda my biggest problem with the Hypixel Skyblock revolution event lol, honestly I think that was a worse depiction of anarchism than early DSMP Technoblade. I mean the speech was good, but… still became a government official, tho. booooooooo, cringe)

And yes, I was rooting against L'Manburg, obviously, and I would have even if it had meant having to deal with another badly written anarchist villain character. I never understood why people saw L'Manburg as the good guys, they were nationalist and exclusionary and their whole existence was based on trying to scam people for money.

I mean they were definitely funny, they were great entertainers. I have no problems with people rooting for them because they’re fun to watch; I did that for a bit too. But people were starting to get really into the story and talk about Wilbur and Tommy, the corrupt politicians, and the country that literally excluded people based on nationality as the heroes, unironically, which was wild to me. And when Wilbur started his “villain arc” well: people called it a villain arc, as if he hadn’t been pretty much a bad guy from the beginning, constantly just out for money and power and taking advantage of the people around him and then pretending to be the victim when challenged. I mean yes he got worse, but I wouldn’t call it a villain arc, more like just a mental breakdown arc.

More importantly, to me L'Manburg represented so many things I hate about the status quo in real life, and seeing the fandom mostly unquestioningly accept it as good just pissed me off. Still pisses me off tbh. I mean, to be diplomatic I could say that I understand the emotional attachment and the way L'Manburg was built up mirrors a lot of how real nations are built and how they create a sense of patriotism out of symbols and a sense of honour and loyalty, and it’s actually really fascinating how it even works in a Minecraft roleplay. Says something about the human mind I guess. Doesn’t mean I have to like it though.

Anyway, I just wanted to see literally any kind of opposition to power, even if it had to come from a character that was unquestionably a villain, which I fully assumed Techno would be. Because political narratives so often just leave us out, or at best barely mention us. And even from a narrative point of view, adding an anarchist perspective to a political story just objectively broadens its scope and actually challenges people who are used to only arguing along the lines of conservative or liberal, welfare state or privatization, nationalism or multiculturalism, etc. Even if the original work dealt with it poorly, at least it would give me the excuse to rant about it on Tumblr, which is kinda why I revived my old Minecraft sideblog for this. (That and pig!Techno fanart.)

Also how can you have a story so fundamentally about power without its counterpoint: the rejection of power?

(Yes, Dream SMP as a whole is definitely a narrative about power, it’s a huge theme for Wilbur, Quackity, Dream, Eret and the Badlanders at least, as well as obviously the anarchist characters from the opposite direction.)

So yeah, the build up to November 16th for me was mainly about the anticipation for what Techno would do, how would Techno’s character respond to the seemingly inevitable formation of a new government. THAT was the point of interest for me, that was what I was the most invested in. Would we get an actual anarchist opposition as a new side to the conflict or would they just awkwardly drop that whole angle? Or even have him team up with Schlatt like a complete sellout? There was so much potential but I worried they might just waste it.

And I was right to worry since apparently in the original script Techno wasn’t supposed to do anything, he was just there to help fight Schlatt and witness the explosion along with everyone else.

And WOW that would have been so incredibly boring

Not even just from the political perspective, just talking about the narrative in general terms here: imagine November 16th without Techno’s plot points. Not only would it have been boring for Techno’s character but it would have been equally boring for basically everybody but Wilbur and Philza. An anticlimactic fight followed by a big explosion that pretty much everybody had seen coming already. Yes, the button room scene is dramatic and heartbreaking… for Wilbur and Phil. But nobody else was there to see it. For everybody else, it was just a big explosion. It would have been such a huge disservice to anyone watching the other POVs.

Techno’s intervention gave everyone an ACTUAL climactic fight, it allowed characters other than Wil and Phil to witness some actual drama happening and to participate in it, rather than just waiting around for the explosion, while also foreshadowing the explosion. Even better, it provoked SO MUCH discussion in the fandom AND gave a perfect hook for future conflicts to arise. Wilbur’s end was tragic but it was, at the time, final. L'Manburg would have still suffered a catastrophe but it would have been left with just the same exact antagonist as before: Dream.

And at this point Dream’s core goals had barely changed, just his approach was now different. Yes, that makes a difference for the plot, but it doesn’t really change much in terms of ideological conflict. Especially since there really isn’t that big of an ideological difference between Dream and Tommy, because arguably neither of them are particularly big on ideology in the first place, they just have conflicting goals and use different tactics to achieve those goals (well, the tactics aren’t always even that different *cough Spirit cough*).

Techno’s conflict with Tubbo and especially Quackity (and honestly most of the other characters in general) brings in so much more depth to the story, just by introducing another angle, not to even mention how much it brings to focus questions about power and violence. These are themes that exist in other characters’s storylines too but nowhere in the same way or as central as with Techno.

I’m getting kind of ahead of myself here, though.

The real twist of November 16th was the fact that Techno WASN’T a straight up villain, actually. It was a twist to me anyway, because with all my cynicism I just didn’t see it coming, I didn’t expect him to actually start making reasonable criticisms. I didn’t expect him to drop the hobbesian arguments entirely and start making points that actually sounded like anarchism.

I have to assume that cc!Techno must have seen some of the criticisms of his character and been inspired to adjust because the difference is pretty notable.

(Sidenote: I’m just forever kinda sad that Techno’s “I may seem like the villain here” monologue was cut from the video and most people never heard it.)

And I felt SO validated by the way, because it works so well in the story! Everyone is mostly content with the restoration of a status quo of some sort, Schlatt is gone, this is supposed to be the good ending, and then Techno calls them all out and turns the narrative around completely: This was just a coup d'état. This was just the previous political leadership retaking power by force. Why is everyone celebrating the same exact system that lead to Schlatt’s authoritarian rule in the first place?

What he does there is force the audience to question the narrative they’ve been presented so far, that they’ve accepted without a thought. It might not convince them, but they can’t just ignore it either.

Whatever you wanna say about the discourse around Techno on that day, in the ideological narrative THIS IS THE IMPORTANT PART. Not who betrayed who or when is political violence justified, that’s about personal relationships and morality and it’s mostly all more relevant to the aftermath than the event itself. In my opinion, the REAL point in the moment is that the characters and the audience were comfortable with the ending only to be presented with a completely new perspective on the events.

It also recontextualises the finale, including Wilbur’s actions! It’s a much more ambiguous end to the Pogtopia vs Manburg arc and to Wilbur’s original run as the head writer. Wilbur’s “even with Tubbo in charge I don’t think [that ‘special place’] can exist again” is vague enough to be dismissed as just part of his paranoia and internal conflict, but with Techno, there’s a concrete question: what if Tubbo, given the same powers as Schlatt, will turn out to be just a new Schlatt? And suddenly you have to wonder what Wilbur meant by his words too. And was all this foreshadowing something about L’Manburg’s future?

Okay I’ve only made it to November 16th and there’s so much more DSMP to talk about but the post is getting too long and I’m starting to lose my energy. Will I ever make a part two? No idea. But I’ll try.

Standard disclaimer: I’m not the spokesperson of anarchism, other anarchists might disagree with my reading

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