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grajek-uliczny · 2 months

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I'm trying to get consistent out there but im getting lost in the early middle ages art so it's kind of rough with time managment but hey! I've started drawing yet another techno fanart ALSO! thanks all of you ppl who said nice words abt previous one (and all the bisexual coments) <3 <3 <3 Yall motivated me

#my art #artists on tumblr #current wip #art wip #technoblade #technoblade fanart #dsmp techno #mcyt fanart #maybe last technoblade fanart #sorta trying to distance myelf from dsmp but this guy means so much to me it is really hard lol #expect full verion in like week i guess #digital drawing #digtal artist

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likesdoodling · 4 months

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It has been a while since I started digital art,

Quite a while.

So here is a 'progress over the last two years' since I gained access to a drawing tablet.

This is my first ever digitally illustrated piece- compared to my latest one-

So, a little bit different.

I do think my art took quite a jump around June 2022, when I took a break from my Steve comic strip, (for obvious reasons- it was about Technoblade's polar bear so...) and decided to try practicing gesture drawing to see if it helped my general anatomy knowledge. This is before,

And this next one is after.

The most obvious change here is that I switched to using thinner lines. There is a gap of about two months between these.

This was when I realised that you could improve art by practicing it (mind-blowing I know), and then started to do just that. Some other notable jumps forward would be when I discovered the airbrush-

Well, discovered a new method of shading with it anyway.

Then after that I had a few pictures that I actually still like, despite them being pretty old at this point, the one below is actually from September of 2022-

I mean, the hands are a bit iffy, but the rest looks alright. This was when I was going through a bit of a melanie martinez phase-

This next one was from January of 2023, I'd only just gotten into bungou stray dogs via some random memes on pinterest about this weird brown haired guy who had lots of bandages and who had this running gag with wanting to die- I actually looked him up at one point, but that didn't really explain much. The main one that I remember was 'life is short, so make it shorter, shorter than chuuya~'

Which at the time was just kind of confusing,

Then I watched the show and it made perfect sense.

I'd discovered ascendance of a bookworm in like, 2021, but I hadn't really been doing fanart of it since I was mainly doing dsmp related stuff and I kind of assumed nobody would know what on earth I was referencing. Turns out tumblr has a lot more bookworm fans than I orignally anticipated. Instagram still has no clue. I think maybe one person out of my followers on instagram knows what I'm on about-

Then we've got these two which I am still proud of btw-

The first one is from a dystopian/time travel fanfic called viridian.

The second one was after I learned about rim lighting. It was inspired by a song actually, 'crash' by noevaii. (and yes I found that song from a sad-ist animatic, it was cool) The character isn't anyone in particular. They're both from February 2023.

Then there's probably my most liked picture on instagram, (not tumblr, since tumblr knows about bsd and bookworm, but y'know. This was even sadder than I originally intended since the last half of my comic strip was finished AFTER everything happened)

Then the final conclusion of my Steve comic strip in May of 2023.

I don't think my art really changed much in between those, but eh.

Then I switched to doing a bunch of ascendance of a bookworm stuff to see what would happen and turns out there are way more fellow fans out there than I anticipated-

Then I guess my next breakthrough in tumblr popularity, (even if it might not have been a breakthrough in art skills necessarily) was when things went DOWN in the bsd fandom with chapter 109 and I did probably one of my most liked tumblr posts I have ever done-

If you want to see the rest of that, feel free to scroll down on my tumblr page, the original's like eight pages long-

This was before anyone knew what was going to happen btw.

I still think it's hilarious that I put in chuuya having contacts. My reasoning being, they're on a film set,

It was a pretty interesting exercise in shading in monochrome.

Then I started a 30 day art challenge in October that I didn't get past day six of, but it was still pretty fun. This is the best one of those-

After that I spent most of my time studying for the jlpt n5, so I didn't really do that much art related stuff,

This is one of the two non-commission related pictures that I finished over the two months after I kind of gave up on the art challenge. This one's from November,

Then I finally finished an art commission I'd been working on for the three months prior, as well as studying. Here is an example of the type of pictures I was doing for that,

Then I was occupied with christmas and birthday presents for my siblings, both my little sisters are into ascendance of a bookworm- (completely my fault I am proud to say) so I was able to do stuff related to that, here's a couple of snippets, but you guys don't get the colour version hehe

And one of them has also read the entire fma manga just like I have so-

Anyway, it's been quite a progression since I resolved to master digital art in 2021.

I reckon I've come a fair way since then. I mean. My art skills in general are way better than they used to be. The last two or three years have been pretty interesting.

Also-

Just had to include this one, I'm gonna do a more detailed version but still-

I think it's funny so I'm posting it here. Even if it's not really related to art progression-

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justcallme-ange · 2 years

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So, as it is probably known, Technoblade has passed. If you can, please donate in honor of him.

https://www.curesarcoma.org/technoblade-tribute/

 When the news dropped I think it took me a few hours to actually process what had happened and even after watching his last video there was a part of me that just… couldn’t believe it? I cried of course none the less. Am still crying if I’m being honest. There was such certainty that this was something he could brush off, and yet. Maybe he was needed elsewhere more. My thoughts go out to his friends and family, and I wish them the best during all of this.

I wasn’t, and still aren’t really part of the MCYT or DSMP fandom, I actually found Techno’s channel from SAD-IST’s work, their animation about Dream and Techno’s duel had been showing up on my recommended and I just thought “Why not - it looks cool.” And from there I was hooked on their stuff, and because I wanted context I started looking into the YouTubers. I found Techno through Dream and immediately subscribed. His content was hilarious and I loved his dark sense of humor. This was during the pandemic and a time where I was figuring out my future - so his videos were a welcome reprieve. ((The Potato War still has me in stitches even after multiple viewings.))

It was thanks to him and the community that he had, that I started making fanart again. For the longest time because I wanted art to be my career I focused solely on making portfolio worthy stuff and along the way kind of forgot the fun of creating things just for me. But his community was so vibrant - so much art dedicated to his character with so many variations I just had to partake. And I started drawing again, things from the DSMP RP, fanart for fan fiction, just little things that made me happy. And I got better at art along the way - not just from the practice but also because I enjoyed doing it again.

Part of me wishes that I had been a little more active online and was able to properly thank him for all that he’s done for me, but I know that even if he didn’t know me he still understood the impact he had on others and how loved and appreciated he was.

I think somewhere deep in my heart I will always secretly be waiting for Techno’s next update. And that’s alright. Who knows - maybe we’ll get word on how his conquest of God’s domain is going, that would be a very Technoblade thing to do. But I digress.

Technoblade, good luck and godspeed wherever you are. Whether that be the long awaited retirement arc, or as you make your way through the Kingdom of Heaven to PVP God. Thank you for everything you’ve done, I promise to live my best life in your honor.

Technoblade never dies.

#Technoblade #cancertw #deathtw #I’m finally back to drawing Techno again - for a while it was a little too hard #But I want more art in the world for him because he deserves it #Thanks for everything Techno #I’ll miss you #Technoblade Never Dies #FUCK CANCER #Btw #ThanksTemp #That update to KINT was much needed #mcyt fanart #my art

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acarillustrated · 2 years

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i was celebrating my best friend's birthday, mid conversation, when they announced "Technoblade died??" of course, my immediate response was to laugh at their gullibility and gently assure that no, Technoblade isn't dead, it's just a joke. and even after i checked twitter and watched the his video, i was waiting for him to come out and say "gotcha nerds! good to know you love me" or something like that.

it's no secret that i've moved on from minecraft, but i thought i'd contribute one last piece of fanart for the guy who first got me into it all, way back in November of 2020. i think it was that tiktok of him telling us that a lesbian said he's "actually pretty funny." i cant remember exactly, but.

it's a sketch i started almost a whole year ago but was never in the right mood to finish, which i know you can relate to. and behind it is every time ive drawn you, most of which i haven't posted before. i wish i did. maybe you could have seen it.

so here's to you, Technoblade, we're all going to miss you, but we're excited to see what you do with your new kingdom.

#technoblade never dies #technoblade fanart #technoblade #mcyt #mcyt fanart #softboy art time

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blazesartbloglmao · 7 months

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call them brothers

okay so prefacing this by saying i really have no interest in dsmp stuff anymore, ive moved on to other stuff. like, i still keep track of some of the stuff going on in mcyt but beyond that, im working on my own projects. that being said, this particular piece has been a bit of a sore spot with me.

i started working on this back when doomsday happened on january 6th of 2021, with every intention of finishing it. at the time though, it felt like nothing looked right. not the shading, not the characters...everything felt clunky and wrong and i just couldnt force myself to finish it. so there it languished in my WIPs folder, collecting dust as i worked on other stuff and eventually moved on.

then of course, as we all know, technoblade died and i felt like id been punched in the gut even harder. id only gotten into his videos because of dsmp but i loved everything he put out. listening to his streams was of great comfort to me while working on other things and i used to put him on when i was upset about something. i knew he liked to look through fanart the community made, and id originally started this thinking "maybe techno will see it!" of course, as we all know, he never did.

i still finished it though, back in november of last year. i had better designs for the characters, a better understanding of how csp worked and felt it was more up to the task of finishing this than medibang had ever been. this thing actually almost killed my laptop! it was insane lmao it didnt even have that many layers at the end.

and im proud to see it done. im glad to see it finished because even if technoblade cannot enjoy it, you all can and i can, and that's worth it in the end, i think.

sorry for the long tirade. i normally try not to get so personal on this blog (or any blog really) because this is the internet and beyond sharing what i make, i dont really like sharing things about me. but this little story felt too important not to share alongside the art. theyre intrinsically linked to each other and to only share one would feel disingenuous to me.

hopefully, you all enjoy :) blood for the blood god, always

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ramielshyte · 2 years

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My first and last fanart for Technoblade, a tribute to him for being himself

Warning: death below

Dear Technoblade/Alex,

When I first heard you died I thought it was just an over-exaggerated meme, troll, or a joke. But when I realized it was serious I didn't know what to believe, or what to feel. Not gonna lie I don't know you that much, I'm not a frequent viewer or a fan, I just know you from the screen and yet when you died my heart just sank to the deepest darkest pit, bringing my body along with it.

I don't know why I feel like saying "you meant so much to me" even though your content is not my type. And then I thought to myselr, that maybe it was the effect of you being an amazing person online. You showed me the best parts of you online. I have only watched short clips of you yet I felt so entertained and happy within those short moments, and it has made me connect with you (parasocially) So when you died, my heart just shattered, perhaps just as much as millions of your fans out there who have been watching you far longer than I have.

Despite my struggle with religion, I took a quick long look at Mother Mary in my room, and thought to myself, and maybe even talked to her, "Please take care of Technoblade" because I think that you really deserve Heaven. I am currently in a back and forth relationship with religion, but because of your death, I might just go back. That is how much your death impacted me. And I really do hope that when God saw you, he didn't even NEED to hesitate. He saw you, and knew of the HUNDREDS of good deeds you have done while on earth and put you straight in to Heaven. Maybe I will pray for you tonight, so that you could go to heaven where you deserve to belong.

We are going to miss you so much, Alex/Techno.

Thank you for bringing us so much joy, laughter, and inspiration. Thanks to you, I hope to do the same thing one day :) we will keep going and we will be fine even if you're not here anymore, since you have done so much for us already, it's time for us to keep your legacy going the best that we can and for you to rest

And last but not the least.... and everybody say it with me now...!!!

FUCK CANCER!!!!!

#techno #technoblade #technobladeneverdies #technobladefanart #technobladeart #we will miss you techno

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ghost-of-a-vulture · 2 years

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Techno has a special place in my heart.

He was the first myct i watched. I began watching him shortly after i switched schools, and had lost all my friends.

It was weird, because at that time he was streaming on the dsmp daily.

His streams always started when school had ended, or around last hour, and because i was virtual i would tune in to the streams while wrapping up my day, then spend the rest of the afternoon drawing with the stream on in the background.

I quickly picked up several little quirks from him due to spending so much time watching him, such as saying "bruhhh" or "yooooo" in daily conversation. He introduced me to Wilbur, tommy and ranboo, who, while i liked, weren't my favorites. Technoblade claimed that spot.

Every upload and stream brought me so much joy, i always had to stand up and stim a while before i watched it. I drew som much fanart, i had so many headcannons. I customized a pig plush to be a Techno plush. I dressed as him on Halloween. [The crown rests on my lamp, the axe and cape hang from the back of my door]

So of course, his death hit me hard.

The moment i found out is probably one of the most vivid memories i have. I couldn't say anything. I just. I just watched. I saw Floof walk up to that chair and part of me knew it was over, Techno was gone. The pictures of Wilbur and Phil and others hanging out with him broke me. I remember clutching my favorite stuffie and sobbing.

My parents know how much he ment to me, and have told me that they're willing to donate to charities or buy merch that would help his family and other sarcoma patients. [I have no income of my own, sadly.]

At the time of his death i had been in the hermitcraft fandom a few months, and i wasn't as interested in dsmp anymore. Im also going to a new school, and the anxiety over what people might think if they know i like dsmp, mixed with a sort of guilt that maybe they're right, i am supporting horrible people, has driven me away.

While i remain subscribed to a few dsmp members, i haven't been watching their videos. Part of me doesn't care for it anymore.

Im sure I'll still keep up with lovejoy, and i may watch Wilbur rant about ace race during mcc, or check out the occasional tommy or Ranboo upload, but i think im done here.

Technoblades death was the final nail in the coffin for an interest that i was already falling away from. I was already thinking about officially "leaving" but after the news broke about Techno, i really have no reason to stay. Lore seems to be slowing down, and Tech was one of the main reasons i was there anyway, so it seems appropriate to leave now.

I don't hate the dsmp, i have nothing against it, im just moving on. It feels bittersweet. This fandom has brought me into new communites and has helped me make new friends [and maybe cope with some trauma along the way]

I honestly don't think I'd still be here if not for Technoblade. He helped me so much. I miss him a lot. I feel like i carry a little bit of him with me with the little quirks and phrases i picked up from him, and i wont let that die anytime soon.

#technoblade #dream smp #tw death #tw cancer

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magpierrecanarie · 1 year

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I seriously need to keep up with my schedule, this is the second time in the same week I've forgotten to post something on the day I said I would.

On another note, thanks for 40+ notes on the Technoblade fanart, it means a lot to me :D

TL;DR: I talk a bit regarding my plans for my Vocaloid AU's Piko Utatane, not very long since I've been slaving away doing a bigger project.

↓↓ Click here if you'd like to know more! ↓↓

Hello again! My brain and eyes have been dying on me these days, I'm so sorry I couldn't get to this earlier.

There's lots of things I haven't gotten to doing tbh, BUT I can happily announce that I've been starting on my portfolio projects for my college. I'll probably post progress pics of them every time I reach a certain point I'm happy with. The one I'm currently doing is more hands-on and less about drawing, which is why I've been running out of stock. (This is 100% an excuse to start posting WIPs)

In fact, one of the projects I've listed down is an entire animated PMV for this AU, with Piko as the MC!

I'll have to ask the person responsible whether I can send them that though, so it's still up in the air as of now. I have plotted a general storyboard of what should happen when and I'll be posting some of its pictures in... maybe a couple more days?

Anyways, back to the main focus.

I vaguely remember mentioning that Piko's a dickhead in the story in my last Oliver post, and that's absolutely true LMAO. I want him to be this little man who's incredibly cocky and mad, who had big aspirations but they were crushed by reality. He lashes out at people whenever his insecurity is brought up and he especially hates the people responsible for it.

His friends have been trying to get him to open up about it but it never works, sometimes it even backfires on them because he's just that stubborn.

Even so, all he's trying to do is protect his friends. In his perspective, he's just trying to make them stop associating with that gang because it won't do them any good. Just like what he went through when he first arrived. They'll only feel hurt when they realize the truth.

Which is why I've designed him with this concept in mind, like a floating jacket is cool as hell and I would love to have one in real life, (Even if it may be absolutely useless, it's for the a e s t h e t i c, okay?) but the implications of it is GREAT. He also has sharp as hell eyeliner because who doesn't like eyeliner? I think it makes him look really edgy and that is exactly how he is as a person so it works out kinda.

Okay, this is getting really long for just "a bit." I'll probably go into deeper detail once I actually ask about the PMV stuff.

See you soon! B) I can't explicitly say on which day because I know my stupid ass is going to forget somehow.

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jeannahas · 2 years

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Midnight Musings - Mortality

Every once in a while, something happens that makes you realize that you could die at any given moment.

A bit of a sobering thought, but also...comforting? It’s weird. All of my life, I have feared being forgotten. It’s why I’ve come up with so many stories, tried to spread them, tried to plant seeds of memory in the minds of others. Fanfiction, actual novels that never got off of the computer screen, DnD campaigns that made me realize that I actually do have a knack for storytelling, for emotion, for tense moments and deep drama.

I remember moments when authors I’d adored passed on. When authors who have forever marked the modern scene simply...passed on. No more words. No more stories, no more fascinating settings, no more anecdotes.

Oddly, the nature of Mortality never really hit me until Technoblade died.

Now, firstly: I do not follow any Minecraft anything. At all. I’ve played the game maybe a total of 12 times. I actually never even watched one of his videos until after he’d died, but...he had been so persistent, so utterly present in the online scene. He was referenced in fanart, fan animations ( which I did have a habit of trying to find and follow along with) and for years I’ve been puzzled by his popularity.

then, out of the blue, he was just kind of...gone. People were mourning, anthems and animations received new comments about how they hit different now, since their inspiration was gone. Sadder, more forlorn.

A lot of what I have done in my life has been in a mad quest for legacy. I know - as I mentioned in my last pondering around 2:00 AM - that in the grand scheme of humanity, I am a drop in the pond, as likely to succeed as any other- being not very much, but more than some. I will make an impact on many lives, but, tomorrow, three hours from now, seven years from now, something might happen that would... turn out the lights. And then it might be me, lying on the cold floor, or the unforgiving burning concrete of Las Vegas, who’s life would cease. All the stories kicking around in my mind, the thoughts, the emotions, the memories...pass on. I won’t be able to share them anymore, not even once, not even in passing.

It’s a sobering thought. Each day I spend with my young family is a blessing, but do I treat it like one? Do I savor my daughter’s laughs as she spins in circles, having discovered that she can swing her arms wildly around her? Do I relish the embrace of my wife as she holds me close, as she hugs me when I get back from a fruitful day teaching martial arts? How would I be remembered by those around me? What will be the ashes, the footprints, the whispers on the wind that trail behind me after I am gone?

the most haunting thing is the thought that I might not know. I do believe in an afterlife, but will we be aware of the things said of us when we are gone?

Life will go on, and I don’t know if that is a comfort or an insult. The queen of England just died for example, and my personal life is 100% unaffected. ( USA citizen.) I just shrugged. Thought. “Huh. About time, she was 96 - that’s frickin old.” A bit direspectful, but that was my first response. At the same time, I know that she was an important figure to many - politically, culturally, emotionally even.

so, what do we do, when facing our own mortality? when facing the fact that an errant gunman or gangster could kill me without meaning to if a firefight broke out in the street 200 yards away?

We do our best, I have decided. We write, we laugh, we try to make the world around us a little brighter, a little cleaner, a little better in hopes that we can make a better world for our little ones when they have to face the horrors of this world. We write, we share our stories, we laugh around the campfire, as our ancestors have done for millennia upon millennia, till the finding of that first spark.

We are creatures of stories - let us share them, and laugh, and cry, and raise a glass for those forgotten souls who have passed on with only the quietest of echoes, who’s memories are fading and faded. And, best as we can, let us try to hold on to the memories of those who’s echoes still sound within our own minds.

-J.Na’Has

#mortality #queen #technoblade #contemplation #musings #storytelling #stories #gatheraroundthefire

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kitkatkoes · 1 year

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I posted 704 times in 2022

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My Top Posts in 2022:

heyyy guys um. how do i get started on hermitcraft. grian has been appearing in my dreams for some reason so maybe this is a sign. anyone have some sort of guide on how to get started??

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for @/infizero-draws dtiys !! i had fun making this :)

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ctommy :)

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sapnap 😥 og (dream's ver 😍) ps rbs are really cool ^_^

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dream is everywhere im killing msyelf

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fandomandsparkles · 3 years

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as a sequel to my dsmp fanart post, do you know how stupid i feel to write angsty fics about characters with their minecraft usernames?? like it literally doesn’t even match up with the feels. their names are insane.

i put the names of characters i’ve written fics about into tiers. nothing is s tier because these are characters in a minecraft rpf. shame on me /lh

A TIER: first we start with a normal name like Tommy George and Wilbur :) because they’re normal and they chose normal names! (Even Better: Karl Jacobs because we love Normal First Name and Normal Last Name)

B TIER: moving on to some Philza Tubbo Ranboo and Sapnap. These still seem Kind Of Normal. maybe a little weird but you know what society has Progressed. They could even pass off as Nicknames.

C TIER: we now have some Technoblade and Badboyhalo. now these are fucking Weird but they could pass off as badass names. Street Names.

F TIER: NOW WE HAVE QUACKITY SKEPPY DREAM AND PONK. WHAT THE FUCK ARE THESE EVEN. PONK SOUNDS LIKE A HOUSEHOLD APPLIANCE BRAND. SKEPPY JUST SOUNDS LIKE THE PEANUT BUTTER. QUACKITY JUST SOUNDS FUNKY. DREAM IS A NOUN AND A VERB NOT A NAME.

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stuff-from-the-void-matron · 3 years

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Laurel Wreaths & Animal Teeth (4)

(c!Technoblade x fem!Reader)

(people seem to like this for now but remember, no reblogs/comments then i’m gonna assume people lost interest. so show u enjoy this please!! <3 also someone drew fanart of Reader, check it out at the bottom! :3c)

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“Come ON Wilbur! Come with me to check out the huge village I found the other week!” shouted Tommy while making sure to get in his older brother’s way as much as possible. He figured if Wilbur was focused on him and not whatever ‘super important’ shit he was busy with then he’d join him.

Wilbur meanwhile was doing everything he could to sidestep and ignore said younger brother. Now usually he’d humor the much younger boy but Wilbur was sorta busy at the moment. There’s been murmurs of unrest within the L’manburg territory lately since new faces have joined their country.

Apparently they weren’t happy about the fact that Wilbur was a self appointed president, and likened him to a dictator because of it since no one got a say in his leadership role. Which Wilbur thought was highly unfair. He’d fought tooth and nail for his country, so they could have and enjoy all the freedoms to do as they pleased without Dream and his cronies breathing down their necks.

Everything he did he did for his country. But he didn’t want them to see him as some unsympathetic tyrant who didn’t listen to his people. He’s not Dream, he actually listens when they speak, even when they say they don’t like his self appointed role as president. So yes, Wilbur was sort of busy with more important things than goofing off and finding some random village. But instead of snapping he just sighed and said,

“Tommy, I’m working. We’re supposed to be running a country, remember?”

The aforementioned boy let out an aggravated sigh, he knows they have a duty to L’Manburg, he’s not stupid! But he also knows they need to be allowed to have some fun now and again too! Or they’ll go crazy! And Tommy was sure Wilbur would go mad if he stayed cooped up inside all the time working! So this was his way of dragging his brother out for his own good.

But Wilbur was being especially stubborn (wonder where Tommy got it…) and was refusing to budge.

“I don’t have time right now Tommy! Ask Tubbo or Fundy to tag along. I’m sure they’d love to go vandalize a village with you,” Wilbur distractedly said as he wrote down some notes in one of his books.

Tommy was tired of fighting Wilbur on this and decided to hell with it, he’d just take the L this time. So he scoffed and said “Whatever” in the most pissed off teen voice he could physically summon and turned away from Wilbur and stormed out of the brunet president’s house, making sure to slam the wooden door as hard as he could on his way out.

It seemed like all Wilbur did was mope around and WORK since they’d won independence from the Dream SMP. What the hell was the point of even FIGHTING for said freedom if Wilbur wasn’t even going to enjoy it??

Tommy pushed those thoughts away and went to search out Tubbo, he could always count on his best friend to follow him into some mischief! Unlike SOME people. And thankfully it didn’t take the rambunctious blond long to find his friend, and with a grin he ran and jumped on the shorter boy, making him yelp in shock and nearly fall. But then Tubbo saw who it was and started laughing and shoving the taller boy away half heartedly. But after goofing around a bit Tommy remembers why he’d searched out Tubbo in the first place.

“Oi Tubbo, come with me to this weird village I found the other week. I was gonna explore it when I found it but Wilbur said there was an emergency and I had to leave before I could,” he said as they both walked along the main path.

“Yeah sure, but why was it ‘weird’? Was it one of those ones that’s built somewhere stupid like half on a cliff?” Tubbo asked with a laugh.

The two laughed and Tommy explained that the village just looked different? Like there was no cobble! Which was ridiculous because in his opinion that was the best part of villages was all the cobble buildings. Not that he was biased or anything like an American.

But Tubbo just laughed and said sure, they could go check it out. He didn’t have anything else important to do today anyways. Tommy gave a triumphant ‘yeah!!’ because at least he got ONE of his friends to not be a total loser and go out to have some good old fashioned fun with him.

Tubbo told him to lead the way so they were off.

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Many blocks away in your village you were getting out of your ‘shower’, which was really just a waterfall hidden by thick trees and hanging vines behind your temple home. But it was the best shower you’d ever used thanks to how the water fell over you in huge sheets. You’d honestly stay in it for hours if you didn’t hate being bored just standing there. But you did get bored, so you got out and began drying off.

Once you were dry you started getting dressed in your usual outfit, then once done you paused before reaching down to grab the newest item of your outfit..

Your mask.

...

After your… horn discovery the week before you’d just laid in bed all day for a couple days. Not leaving your temple for any reason, not even to shower or eat. You’d have been feeling worse if you’d actually needed food but thankfully you didn’t, so when you finally got your ass in gear and got up to bathe you only felt marginally like shit. At least you had until you went to go bathe…...

But on that first day up you’d just stared at yourself in the reflection of the water and sighed. You didn’t have the urge to cry anymore, so that was a good thing. But you also weren’t a fan of the new horns or glowing eyes you’d had since ending up here. You weren’t even sure what KIND of horns these were?? And… call you crazy but you SWEAR they were bigger than they were before your stint laying in bed..

They’d only been little nubs before, not even as big as your thumb! But now they were at least five inches long and sort of splitting at the tips? It looked weird and honestly felt even weirder what with that velvety texture covering them. You made the foolish mistake of grumbling to yourself,

“Things couldn’t get weirder, right?”

And as if the universe heard you… you discovered a new ‘appendage’ on your body while you started to wash your body off. You’d been lost in thought, just scrubbing yourself with a soapy washcloth when you’d started reaching around to wash your back, your washcloth brushed against something protruding from the base of your spine, right above your ass. This time you didn’t start panicking, you think you were still worn out from the days previous, so instead of freaking out you just slowly craned your neck around to see if you could glimpse the...thing.

A tail.

You blinked, shocked but also.. confused? What in the absolute fuck? Why? When?? This time there was no sobbing or breakdown, you were honestly just puzzled. Are you ever going to STOP growing animal traits or what? Under any other circumstances you might even call the tail cute. It was small, probably just smaller than your hand and about the same shape too. And the majority of the top of it was the same color as your hair, but the sides (and underside after you got curious enough to look under it) were a soft white. With how you were in water the tail looked rather unimpressive and you couldn’t identify what kind of tail it was, but if it was at all connected to the horns then maybe deer? Or caribou? Reindeer? The last two seemed more likely since those animals’ females actually grew antlers you think.

Having to adjust to all this new shit practically every other day was giving you a headache. With a tired sigh you rubbed the area around the base of your antlers, soothed slightly by how the action dulled your headache. But you couldn’t ignore the issue at hand, so you swallowed down your unease and instead just decided since you couldn’t control these… unnatural features then.. well, you’d just cover them up or since that wasn’t possible for the horns now you’d just disguise them?

You’d been stumped for a while on how to even DO that but eventually you’d gone down to the village to feed the animals and you’d watched the armorer leave his house to get started working for the day. And you’d noticed the mask he wore pushed up on his forehead. That’s when the idea for a mask hit you. But you didn’t know how to make or even craft a mask, so you’d gone to the armorer and asked him about it. It was hard to grasp what he was saying clearly but after the months living with the villagers you’d picked up some stuff and could understand them some.

So you let him show you how to make a standard iron mask like his, though the first one he’d made hadn’t fit you in the end so he’d made a second after tweaking the size a bit so it’d fit your face right, since your face shapes weren’t the same. But you were thankful and said so after you put it on. Though the eye holes still revealed your eyes, which you didn’t like. You asked how hard it would be to put reflective lenses in them to prevent your eyes from being seen.

That question turned into the armorer calling over the cartographer, the stonemason, and the shepherd oddly enough to help him out. They were murmuring and crowding around the armorer’s workstation while you watched from the edge of the porch where you sat idly. You didn’t want to hover over them like some busybody, so you sat patiently to see what they came up with together.

And after a while your patience was rewarded when they came over to show you the fruit of their collaboration. And it surprised you how gorgeous it was, which wasn’t fair since you had 4 skill masters working on it together for you.

The mask was actually very beautiful.

It was a white half mask that only covered your eyes, forehead, and upper nose/cheeks but left the lower half of your face bare. And you think it was simply painted white because it felt about as heavy as iron, but the part that amazed you was how it almost looked Venetian in design. On the forehead of the mask was a golden sun, and golden floral swirls came from the corners of the mask and curled near the cheeks and sides of the sun on the forehead, making the mask look elegant and almost vintage.

But the best parts in your opinion were the glass lenses in the eye holes. They were reflective and the same colors as your banner! You don’t know how the villagers did it but the edges of the lens were a goldish orange and the color faded into a violet in the center. You worried you wouldn’t be able to see through them but when you put the mask on you realized the lens only gave things a VERY slight blue/grey tint. So slight in fact that you could fully ignore it if you wanted.

And the second best part was some of the floral swirls actually swirled UP past the top edge of the mask and rested against your horns, giving the illusion that they were somehow part of the mask. Actually with the mask on you could almost trick yourself into thinking you were just wearing a cool looking Mardi Gras mask!

You clapped your hands in glee and couldn’t help the excited sound you let out as you gushed and told them it was perfect! They all let out bashful happy murmurs and generally looked shyly pleased with your praise. You tried to give them each some emeralds but they refused to take them, grunting and shaking their heads each time you attempted to push the gems towards them. Eventually you gave up and resigned to accepting the mask as a gift, but you’d definitely do something nice for them later, to make up for their hard work.

…

You’d taken to wearing the mask at all times when not in the privacy of your temple. Which wasn’t very hard to get accustomed to. The mask was lightweight and the lenses honestly helped shield your eyes from the glare of the sun so win/win. And it also made your horns, in your opinion at least, less in your face. Which was good because they were definitely still growing. You could tell. And the split in the tip was now more pronounced, making you wonder if they were like… reindeer antlers? It would fit with the tail currently growing out the base of your spine, said tail that now looked REALLY like a fluffy little deer tail since the hair/fur on it had dried.

One good thing was that your tail wasn’t long or huge and could actually be hidden relatively easily under a shawl you tied around your waist. So that was one less thing to worry about. Though your life would infinitely be easier if you didn’t have to deal with all this inhuman bullshit. But you supposed life wasn’t fair and expecting it to be was foolish.

“At least I’m not part some weird animal like an aardvark or something…” you mumble to yourself, trying to view this whole thing in a ‘glass half full’ sort of way.

You’d decided to relax and unwind from your recent discovery by just taking things easy for a while. First day since you got the mask and such you just chilled and started a small farm for yourself. You didn’t need the food but the process of building the farm and toiling the earth and then sowing the seeds was actually pretty therapeutic. The repetition of it all was pretty calming. Just you, your gardening tools, and the earth beneath your feet.

The days following were pretty much the same. You’d tend your garden first thing in the morning after your shower, then you’d go off to find something else easy to fill your time. You took up feeding the animals, making flower boxes and planters around the town to make it more colorful, potion brewing, and even fishing. Which was what you were doing right now actually.

You were sitting on the edge of the pond next to your temple, bare legs in the cool water and your back resting against the side of another grass block, an enchanted fishing rod you’d traded the town fisherman for sitting stuck in the ground next to you while you relaxed. The day was actually quite beautiful and nice. Sun streamed down over you from between the bamboo behind you, fluffy fat bees buzzed overhead as they hunted lazily for pollen, and you were close to dozing off.

“Hnn! Hnn! Hnnn!!”

At least you would have dozed off if you hadn’t heard one of the villagers sorta freaking out. You looked up and saw one of the farmers panickedly shuffling about at the top of the small hill to your left. You wondered if zombies got into the village again? But no it was sunny out, they’d be burning if they did. Illagers maybe? But how would they have gotten around the bamboo and prickly berry bushes?? Well there wasn’t anything else for you to do than do see what was wrong.

You put away your fishing rod, got up and dusted yourself off before hurrying up the hill after the villager. You trailed after them down the lantern lit path but so far didn’t see anything, but you perked up when you heard telltale sounds of one of the iron golems fighting something and taking damage. That put some urgency in your gait and soon you were running to see what was going on. You rush past the fletcher’s home and then the cartographer’s right after but nothing. Then you finally round the corner where the market is set up and see at the very end of the path next to the cleric’s church is the altercation.

You sprint down the path, yelling for the villager’s to stay inside until you ring the town bell as you run past them. You hear the doors slam closed behind you and you manage to get to the problem right as your iron golem gives one last cry before getting poofed. You gasp sadly and then glare when you hear cheering. A blond boy that was shorter than you hopped down from a dirt block tower and scooped up the fallen iron ingots the poor iron golem dropped upon its death.

You were so pissed that you ignored the nagging feeling in the back of your focus that said this kid looked familiar. It wasn’t until he finally turned to look at you that it hit you. Holy shit this kid looked… and sounded.. like that minecraft youtuber, TommyInnit.. Like eerily so. You’re glad you’re wearing your mask so he can’t see the deer in headlights (*ba-dun-ts*) look on your face at the sight of him. And your shock didn’t fade with him speaking. If anything it reinforced the idea that this kid was weirdly reminiscent of that youtuber.

“Holy fuck! You are a MASSIVE woman. Wait, who the fuck are you?!” he said in a loud tone of voice as he looked up at you. It made your eyebrows furrow. You were NOT that big! He was just short! You even crossed your arms and told him so, which earned a snicker from the little brown haired boy in dark green overalls next to him. The blond boy scoffed, looked fully offended, snarked back that you were about the same height as a ‘bloody fuckin’ iron golem!’ so yes you were huge.

You glared at the little TommyInnit look alike and instead of arguing about your height you started scolding both boys, which they hadn’t really.. expected? At least from the surprised looks on their faces (which still had the roundness that came from baby fat). The brunet rubbed his elbow and sort of toed the dirt under his feet while the blond crossed his arms and almost looked to be pouting from the scolding.

“My height isn’t the issue here! The issue is you two barging into my village, killing one of my iron golems, stealing the loot from it, and scaring my poor villagers!! What in the hell were you two thinking?”

The blond tried to cut in, to defend himself but he barely got out the first syllable before you held up your hand to signal for him to silence himself as you snapped,

“I do NOT wanna hear it! You treat others this way?? Like they’re nothing, like their possessions and peace of mind don’t mean a damn thing?! Shame on you both!!”

By the end the two boys looked properly scolded. The brunet wondered if THIS is what it felt like to get scolded by one’s mother, and if it was then he’d like to avoid it for the remainder of his life. And the blond meanwhile actually didn’t have anything to say, or more accurately he didn’t know what to say to not feel like he was in massive trouble.

You meanwhile were just annoyed at this point, so you held you hand out (causing both boys to give you wondering looks) before you demanded the iron ingots that the blond stole from your slain iron golem. He got all in a huff, saying he earned them and they were just ingots- but you slapped that train of thought down with an angry,

“EARNED?? More like STOLE! After you killed my iron golem! Now give them back! I have to use them to make a new golem to protect this village.”

The blond sputtered, face blooming red at being blatantly called out on his theft, before muttering in embarrassment and pulling the ingots out and practically tossing them at you. You caught them and returned them to your inventory before shaking your head at the two and saying they should leave if their only goal in your village was to kill and destroy property. The small brunet quickly spoke up and said,

“No wait, we didn’t come just to mess stuff up! We came cuz Tommy said he found this place last week and it wasn’t the usual village so we wanted to explore it.”

Your stomach churned at the name.. Tommy. This was getting weird again. Way too fucking weird. But you resisted clenching your teeth anxiously like you wanted, instead you raised an eyebrow they couldn’t see and shot back,

“Oh yeah? And how did that escalate into killing my iron golem?”

This time it was ‘Tommy’ who cut in and said it had been an accident! They’d apparently been looking around when Tubbo (you felt queasy now after hearing that name too…) started fighting a spider and Tommy came over to help him, but in the process he accidentally hit the iron golem, who got pissed and smacked him.

“I ran from the thing and towered up three blocks! I knew it wouldn’t let up so I had to kill it! S’not my fault the bastard was holding a grudge!!” Tommy said heatedly, arms still crossed defiantly.

You wanted to rub your temples in exasperation but couldn’t without removing your mask. And like hell you were showing these kids your weirdo inhuman eyes. Though… if they really were the characters from.. the videos you got hooked on? Honestly this whole thing was 10 times weirder than the stupid glowy eyes or even the horns or tail.. Like this has to be proof you’re really dreaming or in a coma or something. What other logical explanation could there BE? These kids aren’t real. Nothing here is. It CAN’T be. The real people behind these… minecraft characters? They’re not here. In this place.

Before you could do a kickflip off the edge of your sanity into a full on mental breakdown you took in a calming breath and pushed those thoughts away until you were alone to give it the proper attention. And maybe so you could have your panic attack in peace and quiet. But right now you had two kids causing ruckus in your village. So you just said,

“Yeah alright, fine. I’ll forgive you both THIS TIME. But don’t make a habit of causing trouble in my village. And you can look around and explore, just don’t steal anything or hurt any of my villagers or animals. Got it?”

The two boys nodded, happy to not have you giving them that Angry Adult Tone anymore. So you turned and started walking back to the middle of the village, calling for them to come on. You had to ring the village center bell to tell everyone everything was okay.

Both boys shared a glance before Tubbo smiled and started jogging after you, Tommy right behind him, both curious about you and your village.

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