#mcc and all her beautiful beautiful teams

[alittlebirb]

Some incomprehensible choices of fate from the MCC 25 Pink Parrots!

Wilbur streaming from a warehouse loading bay. The acoustics in the loading bay are atrocious. He lives here now.

The skins! Socket eyes for everyone! They look adorable! (aside from Wilbur)

"Your accent is silly." -Wilbur to Scott, preceding a straight up 30 second long argument over how to pronounce "Grian"

"You are a ridiculous gentleman." -Wilbur

Connor joining to sports vet the players and make sure Scott isn't cheating

Wilbur proposing Connor bet money on him placing 40th

"Are you going to be weak to my shenanigans?" -Wilbur after Grian tells him he's "a tired boy", followed by ABSOLUTE GLEE when Grian elaborates that he might cross the threshold to "silly tired"

Scott asking if looking at Punz in a crop top would push him over the threshold, and Grian snapping back "I think that would wake me up."

"He's always right-back-ing, that guy." -Wilbur about Grian

Wilbur deciding not to vote because "you can't force fate", and Scott and Grian threateningly surrounding him with their vacant socket eyes

"The downfall of humanity happened when we decided we should be influenced by the things we create!" -Wilbur, going on an unhinged yet beautiful rant about THE SYSTEM and EGGS

"I'm going to be the healer, because I'm gay." -Scott

"That's not true! I play healer in WOW all the time, and I'm straight!" -Wilbur

"Wilbur, I'm sorry to break it you, but..." -Scott

"Battle Box makes me feel like I'm always being picked last on the dodgebolt team." -Wilbur

Wilbur SCREECHING "Jojosolos!" in the shrillest possible voice before being BODIED by her

Desertduo...fighting...this feels so wrong...

Grian killing Pete and wondering if he'll be proud of him

Wilbur talking about DND and Grian mentioning how he played once, and was never invited back

Wilbur then inviting him to play with him and Scott, completely undeterred with the warning that he's an "absolute menace"

"I can't nap, I don't like naps." -Scott

"You've never had a good nap, then." -Phil

Wilbur having an internal crisis over having to fight his dear, beloved Ranboo

"Maybe I need to play MCC from liminal places more often!" -Wilbur

"There, by the grace of god, goes Grian!" -Wilbur

Wilbur talking about how he used to have. just Grian. as his skin

WEIRD DUNK.

Wilbur walking up to Scott, and very seriously asking if he's ever played Club Penguin

"You just want to be Mr. Beast in Minecraft." -Phil

"I want to be Mr. Rock Hopper!" -Wilbur

Wilbur going between his Nook and Cranny in the MD waiting room

"I may have fell asleep." -Grian after the whole team got wiped 10 seconds in

Grian calling Wilbur's tones "dulcet", Wilbur buffering on the definition for a second, and then remembering he used that word in a song

Scott finishing 40th to Grian's 39th, and Grian considering "maybe he doesn't cheat..."

Phil singing a little song about following Scott as he follows Scott

"I'm sad, the sea's too cold to swim now." -Wilbur

Him and Phil arguing over whether he should wear a wetsuit instead

Them making plans to play Raft in real life, and Scott assisting by saying he'll release The Shark (Sharkie Evans) ((we love her))

"Ay Grian, are you awake?" -Wilbur

"Uh." -Grian

Scar's team being their downfall twice throughout the rounds

"I've had a club sandwich, and it's not sitting right." -Wilbur

Grian asking what a club sandwich is, and Wilbur delightedly explaining it to him

Grian NOT being sold on the idea that a club sandwich could be better than a jam sandwich

"This is Green's game. Scar's going to tell me later how proud he is." -Grian

Scott saying he counts his coins meticulously every night, and Grian adding he gives them a lil kiss and tucks them into bed

Grian and Wilbur lamenting over not getting the ~fabulous~ pride coin, with Grian talking about how he sometimes wake up "in a cold sweat" thinking about it

"The gays stay winning! We might have the same rights as everyone else, but we do have a SICK coin!" -Scott

Grian asking Phil to get high for him in GR, and both Phil and Wilbur being VERY down for that

Wilbur crying out that the chickens aren't beasts, they're friends!

The builders absolutely wrecking shop during the Beach Bridge room

Wilbur and Grian planning out his bedtime routine to kick in during the break

Wilbur and Scott arguing over whether it's cocky for him to say people will be sad when he dies, beginning a minutes-long discussion over the circumstances of his death

Wilbur dubbing Phil Team Captain ten seconds before SG starts

"Phil, you are H&M. You've just equipped me." -Wilbur

Phil having to shop around the map in order to find shoes his size

Wilbur proposing that they have an MCC where everyone's parents play, and Grian calling him out that he just wants to meet Grian's mother

Grian taking a nap during the break and leaving his chat in the fumbling? capable? hands of Wilbur

Wilbur becoming even more incomprehensible during this period, and Grian coming back with the most disappointed "I trusted you."

Wilbur trying to encourage free thinking in the chat after an era of Dream and Tommy supremacy

Wilbur desperately attempting to shoo off the swarm of fans that joined during AR because "the bit is over, man!"

Wilbur just. continuing this fight with his chat over AR the entire way through

"I can't let Tim beat me." -Grian

Grian frustratedly saying he's angy tired now, and Wilbur going into an excruciating bit of baby talking through a scenario of giving Grian milk, comfort, and NOT rice cakes (that'll keep him up all night)

Wilbur telling Grian to talk as rapidly as he could in order to enter silly mode, allowing us to learn that Grian's favorite animal is the seal and his least favorite color is Wilbur's shirt

"Me when. Don't ask me about the antithesis of yeah." -Wilbur when he dies in HITW

Scott and Wilbur talking about "intimate stories" they talked about in private

"Grian and I's DMs are not filled with explicit material." -Wilbur (why)

"That you know of." -GRIAN??????

Phil swearing during the last round and Grian saying that he racked up 2 so far (he's been keeping tabs)

Scott and Wilbur talking about "smooth" and "crunchy" colors

Wilbur going on ANOTHER rant about the nature of the universe, and how they are the universe-, and Grian just defeaning

Phil's chat continuously in agony over Wilbur "Wilburing"

"It's when you wave your hands like you're explaining something, but sped up." -Phil

"I think I might come dead last this time. Sleep's important guys." -Grian during TGTTOS

Wilbur and Phil discovering that the chicken is a drone in the decision dome map

Wilbur getting one half of a Swear Point for saying "Fu-!"

Phil ranting desperately in justification over his decision to punch Scar off

"It's punch or be punched in this world!" -Phil

Allll the betrayal during the Shallow Lava map

Wilbur sharing a story about how one time, when he was a kid, a teacher said he was "too creative"

The ABSOLUTE SIN of PKT being chosen over SOT. Someone will pay for this.

Grian and Phil going into a horrendous bit about Wilbur peeing all over the warehouse in order to assert his dominance over his territory

"Did I wash my hands? No I didn't. No I didn't chat." -Wilbur

The ongoing theme of LET FATE DECIDE continuing in their decision to let the game choose the hunter in PKT

Phil screaming in increasingly high decibels as he narrowly escapes death over and over again

Wilbur patenting the Phil Claws™

Grian now owing Wilbur a non-tired game, as he once fell asleep during his Wilburing

Wilbur saying he can take a nap during DB, there's nothing keeping him here, and Grian hitting him with the cute curveball of "you're here! :D"

Wilbur's chat spamming "hot guy" and him confusedly asking about it

"Scar's a hot guy." -Grian

Grian asking Wilbur to commentate this like a golf game, and him obliging in his own Wilbur way

Lizzie and Scott actively cheering against Joel

Things getting UNHINGED. THERE'S A KEYBOARD SALESMAN NOW?? WHAT???

GREEN WINS! THE TRUE ENDING!!

Wilbur and Scott fighting over whether he gets McDonald's

Pink Parrots finished MCC 25 in 10th place!

#mcc #mcc 25 #wilbur soot #philza #grian #smajor1995 #birb's mcc recaps #us socket duo enjoyers were EATING WELL TODAY #the philza and grian and scott interactions were also excellent #I cannot stress enough how downright chaotic they got near the end there #Hope everyone had a great MCC though! #I am aware that Wilbur was not in a loading bay. I do however think it's very funny to act like he really committed to the bit that hard #(all Wilbur soot does is eat sponge cake and lie)

[chrysalizzm]

vine boom. wasteland character expression memes

read the series here.

(more on the characters and also quality details under the cut)

so wasteland, the series currently being updated on ao3, focuses pretty much entirely on the dsmp cast, but behind the scenes the cast of this thing is sprawling, including but not limited to empires, hermitcraft, the life series, mcc participants, smpearth, noxcrew, older guard mcyts like jordan n mitch n jerome n seto n deadlox, speedrunners, tiredtwt, outsiders smp, fable smp, redacted smp, and my personal scrungklies, which are team salad, a korean mcyt group that brings me great joy. this is why there r characters on this expression meme chart that u probably do not recognize if u are a) under the age of 18 b) exclusively know dream smp or c) are not a korean speaker. some fun facts abt the wasteland characters, their powers, or the circumstances in which these expressions take place:

ivory was a sidekick for hermit that was chased into villainy following her coming out as trans. as throne, she is now one of jordan's lieutenants in trinity and has assassinated several government officials.

jimmy, alias firebird, is an empire offices hero. he also happens to be allied with the fates under the alias wildfire. i'm sure this is of no import in the story /lie

i cannot imagine in what circumstance punz would ever make that expression. mans is chill as fuck.

i accidentally anime boyed the hell out of fruit, alias floodbloom under chase co. he has a lot of admirers on tumblr and about two thirst accounts on twitter

shelby's (alias wilder) hero uniform is heavily inspired by princess mononoke. she's signed on under empire offices, like jimmy, and can release poisonous spores from her skin.

tommy's doing the nervous lore laugh in that drawing

velvet is doing the anime lady hohoho pose while covered in blood. if he didn't have painful and complicated emotions about velvet turning to villainy, ant would be swooning

dont worry about why illumina is covered in blood it is absolutely not related to the series whatsoever /suspicious. instead consider how illumina (alias anima) is fruit's hero partner under chase co.

shoutout to @pixelperfunctory for this req. thats the most boomer ass lookin expression in the world

a brooding phil (not to be confused with a broody phil, which is c!phil). techno starts to see this expression more and more as they get older.

not to toot my own horn but foolish came out extraordinarily handsome in this drawing. he has some golden scales and they glimmer brighter when he's happy, which eret is very fond of.

grian, who we know as seraphim from wonderland, is remarkably scrungkly. he has three sets of wings and is a talented flier.

wilbur also came out quite beautiful, blood and tears notwithstanding. the next fic scheduled to be published hopefully either by the end of may or early june might shine some light on his expression here

sapnap, like ivory and shelby, would probably tear someone's throat out with his teeth given the opportunity. in the interim he gets thousands of thirst traps made of him by adoring stans.

i imagine that's the kind of AYO?? expression ponk makes whenever sam short-circuits the entire spark co. headquarters

my boy. he's not lookin too good

mapple (villain name kallisti, also known by other villain orgs as she of the heights) my scrungkly. in wasteland he's the leader of villain org team salad which is not at all what it appears to be. that particular drawing is a rare moment where he's being flustered by his very charming queerplatonic partner parkmo.

oh my love. by the time the silver age ends seto has been dead for six years. in life he was one of chase co.'s senior heroes, alias sigil, and he could control the wind. his friends - mitch and jerome, especially, who are the joint heads of chase co. - loved him very much.

#dream smp #dream smp fic #wasteland #hermitcraft #empires smp #mcsr #tiredtwt #팀샐러드 #ivorycello #setosorcerer #chrys draws

[nerdyenby]

Orange time :D I’m watching Jojo

TOASTER!!!!!! :DD

Jojo wanting to get Pearl her first win <33

Watching people study ace race is such an experience

Owen be well rested, well fed, and well moisturized and Jojo just being… fine… lol

Jojo’s comms are so iconic and for what

Wait I didn’t realize Owen was pg lmao

This team’s sot is going to be legendary

“I will do anything for everyone” my streamer’s a team player <33

Stupid bodies trying to keep us alive, smh

AIMSEY!!!!! :D

Nooooo Olliegamerz D:

This team top three EASILY come on guys

“Jojo, how would you describe me as a sandkeeper” best in the business baby!!!!

Pocket sand???? Omg genloss reference 👀 /hj

Nooooo purpled D:

It’s so fun seeing so many contestants just coincidentally fighting to the death in water fight

“Turns out all you had to do to make skybattle my favorite game is remove fall damage, remove armor, and remove swords” “-and give everyone guns” “and give everyone guns!!”

“Orange is my name, orange is my game. Get your daily dose of vitamin C”

WHERE ARE YOUR PRONOUNS AIMSEY /j /lh

“Say that I’m giving birth because I am pushing” AIMEEEEE 😭😭😭

“They ‘said what are you wearing’” “Do you want me to kill them?” Jojo that one meme fr

Jojo being ready and willing to kill transphobes is so ally of her

Did Jojo just get two aces back to back??????? And not even bat an eye???? Queen shit

Pearl accidental igl arc, everyone listening to everyone she says as gospel, as they should

This team is so <33333

Aimsey being so excited that they still have their crown is so <3

“I’ve just won, I’ve had one glass on wine, I’m with Pearl, I’m having a beautiful time today” Aimsey’s living xeir best life!!

It’s the smallest thing, but Owen using “they” for Aimsey when he’s not in the call can be something so personal

They’re so funny and for what

“MCC reminds me that time is always passing” SAME

Rocket Spleef

The vocal stimming is strong with this one

Freinds who lose together stay together ig 😂

Owen popping off!!!

False appreciation hour :))

Hole in the Wall

Their comms are so good!!!

These walls do feel trickier but it might just be the map, idk

Aimsey’s popping off!! 4th!!!!!!

This team is so well balanced, they’re wild

Skybattle

I love this team so much, they’re simultaneously chill and stressed but like in a fun way

That border is so fast what

JOJO OH MY GOSH!!!!! /pos

Aimsey is such a good hypeman :))

TWELVE KILLLLLLLSSSSSSS

Can’t believe she’s the only person ever <333

Jojo and Ran <333

Meltdown

Pearl taking charge my beloved :))

“Pearl, you’re my hero” so true Jojo!!!

Aimsey going absolutely wild!!!!

I figured it out!!!! This team is super good at listening to each other, they keep comms clear while having good banter. The respect they have for each other both as players and as people is so evident in how they talk to and treat each other and it’s just so <333

Omg that was so silly of them

“That was kinda funny” “It was kinda funny” so true!!!

Aimsey is so freaking funny and for what, their humor is so under appreciated

THATS MY TEAM!!!!! LOOK AT THEM GO!!!!!!!

“I feel very safe in Pearl’s guidance” Owen’s so real for that, honestly

Jojo’s screams when Aimsey fell were so /pos

Them shouting at Jojo to go in without them

“All my friends are dead 😢” lol

OWEN AND PEARL!!!!!!

Them hyping each other up and being so happy for each other up means everything

“I’m gonna go kiss my girlfriend, be right back” “okay, alright, go brag about it” they’re everything, actually

Jojo thanking Pearl for being igl and telling her how good a job she did <333

This team is just so soft and encouraging and trusting, I love them so much you guys

Aimsey truly is the swiftie of all time

Battle Box

Strategy time :))

Jojo getting hard targeted rip

Good round against purple there!!!

This map is very rough, even when watching teams that are doing well it still feels bad a lot of the time

Double trouble is over now, it can’t hurt you anymore

“I’m so close to writing a twitlonger about that map” Aimsey my beloved lmao

“If we skip sands of time I’m babyraging, I’m saying this now” “Babyraging? I’m full on raging, I don’t even care” my streamers are so based

Ace Race

I love Aimsey so much you guys

Jojo and Owen top 3 and 4?!?!!!!!

First and second?!!??!!! Orange 33 supremacy!!!!!!!

Pearl’s little giggle at Owen’s pun killed me actually /pos

Pete appreciation hour <333

“ASSHOL- I mean… butthole” nice save

That exact tie is wild tho

“Bottom ten” “or: top thirty” Owen my beloved

Aimsey popping off!!! Don’t be hard on yourself king, you’re killing it <33

“The M in MCC stands for misogynist” Aimsey is the funniest person on the planet actually

Grid Runners

Best game time :))

Owen being so excited to learn new minecraft mechanics is so /pos

They’re so smooth with it!!!!

This run is a piece of art holy crap

That redstone room kinda got them but they figured it out really well considering I don’t think any of them are super familiar with redstone

Oh my gosh their running commentary of the score breakdown was so freaking funny

Punctuation matters lmao

“Hold on, I’m just gonna- dear Taylor Swift, please may we play sands of time today, amen” AIMSEY

Sands of Time

Owen, hon, it’s eleven and it does not matter /lh

Aimsey is such a good sandkeeper you guys

Incredible comms, amazing vibes, I love them so much

“No worries… a little bit worried, but it’s ok” I love Owen

NOOOOOOOOO SO CLOSEEEEEE

They did so good tho ;-;

Pearl 21st individual!!! That’s my girl!!!!

Owen and Pearl synchronized reassurance <333

Dodgebolt

“All the glory, none of the pressure” so true Owen

“We consistently defied expectations” MCC Reddit is sexist as hell, I predicted y’all third because I’m always right and have never been wrong ever /hj

“I don’t know who I need to bribe to get Aimsey as a sandkeeper again but I would- I would sell my house” OWEN BASED

Aimsey getting the appreciation they deserve 💗💕💗💗💕💕💗💕💗💗💕💗💗

I entirely thought Aimsey said captain crunch lmao

Ok I don’t like Sapnap for several reasons (rancid vibes, toxic as hell, bffs with a racist and a groomer) and I’m not a fan of Punz either but Ponk being the first Black player to win MCC is huge and also disgusting that it’s taken 33 events, so happy for them and Gumi too <3

This team was amazing, I love them so much

Pearl I love you so much, please be kind to yourself, you’re incredible and don’t be hard on yourself <333

Oli and Jojo are everything, actually

“I want proof of one person who put you guys low” “Callum put us in 8th!!” “Callum is stupid, bro!!!!” Cpk slander is never not funny to me, I love that guy but he’s a fool /pos

#mc championship #mcc 33 #jojosolos #aimseytv #owengejuicetv #pearlescentmoon #nerdy’s mcc reactions #cw caps #cw swearing

[riacte]

We all know and love mcc 9 blue bats however I want to hear your opinions on aqua 29 (it's Falsie, Cub, H and Dave Krtzyy, team mostly known from being falses 4th win, Dave's first win since mcc 1, team that got to dodgebolt without anyone in top 10)

Because I love them dearly and I somewhere still have screenshots of me exploding over False and her 1v3

there is just something very sweet to me about them all carrying each other to that dodgebalt by being a great all round team where everyone held their own, and there was not like "one best player" (they all placed between 12th and 21st if I remember correctly) and they won exactly because of that

also I really love False in dodgebolt because it was just a true show why you do not underestimate her. Also her telling H to be quiet was great.

(Can you tell I rewatched her pov of this this week)

Aqua29 is my favourite False pov after Blue9 and genuinely only unmatched by Blue9. Also it’s gonna be a year since Aqua29 and… damn.

You’re so right, I love how none of them were in top 10 and each did what they did. It’s such a finger in the face of people who are like “ohhh the hermits get carried all the time” (esp re: Blue9) and they’re like SURPRISE BITCHES!!!

Aqua29 is like yassified Blue9 to me. Sorry Ren and FruityB. They had a solid storyline, a solid goal, power of friendship, Aqua Blessing, False 1v3, and genuinely just a beautiful narrative that in my limited and biased opinion has been unmatched since then.

#ask box #answered #mcc #aqua29 #ive prob got some meta in the tag #those few days were crazy #especially with f1 also going on #and all those memes haha #and me writing fic in class after a presentation

[xomoosexo]

thinking about the dnf + skephalo mcc team and how we got to witness two different types of insane dynamics all at once

skeppys beautiful beautiful quiet demure mccsona I love her so much

#askies

[authortobenamedlater]

Ok, tough question what are some things you liked about the Halo Paramount series and things did you dislike? For me, the likes were Soren and Silver team and that's it. Everything else I hated.

(Whew, finally can post this.)

Not a tough question, but a long answer. Get comfy.

I’m going to preface all this by saying I came to the show knowing almost nothing, despite my husband @mrtobenamedlater being a Halo fanboy from wayback. I wasn’t even planning on watching the show until he hauled me into the living room in a fan-panic looking for an objective opinion about the premiere. If I’d played the games prior to the show (that’s a story Mr tells better than I do), I’m sure my assessment would be different.

But I did not, so my assessment is as follows.

The big thing I liked, and really the biggest thing that kept me coming back, is I always wanted to know where the show was going. Even when it was iffy or just bad, even when I was afraid it would go somewhere I didn’t like, I still HAD to know. A little well-done suspense goes a long way.

This one is very subjective, but the show is beautiful. The outdoor shots of Reach may be CG but they’re lovely. I used to live in Alaska and Mr will attest to my longing sighs at every outdoor FLEETCOM shot 😂 The backlit scene Chief fighting the Elite(?) on Eridanus? Sometimes I watch it just because it’s pretty. I could go on and on, but the cinematography and costuming and everything visual is JUST SO LOVELY.

Sort of related to these, what’s that verse about love covering a multitude of sins? It’s clear the people making the show loved what they were making (please, nobody hit me about disrespect for the source material, I’m talking about love for the show itself). You can say whatever you want about Wrong John Silver as @ladyknightskye calls him but Pablo Schreiber put his entire being into that role. Honestly he and Natascha McElhone carried the first half of the season on sheer talent. Even when the writing and pacing and such faltered, the show never felt lazy. I never felt like it wasn’t trying. When they struck out, they struck out swinging. For me, that does cover a lot of any show’s failings.

Soren was definitely a high point for me! I loved him and I want more of him! I have several fanfic ideas about him, almost all of which I haven’t written yet. He has some great potential to be a foil for John.

All the characters made me care about them. I was interested in everyone on the show, even if I didn’t really like them.

This is one I didn’t really latch on to until Mr and I played through the MCC, but I did like TV Halsey and how she went in such a different direction from game Halsey. I have SO many headcanons and theories I won’t bother with here unless someone wants them. This post is long enough as it is.

Speaking of fanfic, the show IS a fanfic generating machine. There are so many gaps to fill in and unfinished-as-yet plot threads to explore. This seems to be a pattern with me and Halo generally 😆 I’m not sure if that means I like the show or the plot bunnies it gave me but there it is.

The show talks about the insurrection. I know I’ve talked about this before so I won’t go into it too much here, but it’s a head-scratcher to me that insurrectionists get so little attention in the game world (from what I know which is admittedly not a whole lot) when they are the whole reason for the Spartan program. I like that the show puts some emphasis on this part of the universe.

I have issues with how the show handled Makee, some of which I’ll talk about later, but she ended up being one of the most interesting parts of the show for me. Again, I have lots of theories I won’t expound on here. But I thought her character was kind of pointless early on and she won me over.

This has nothing to do with the show itself and everything to do with me, but it’s still a reason. When Halo was running, Mr and I were in the middle of moving out of Alaska. I was barely seven months postpartum with our second and the whole thing was just completely awful. Sometimes Halo was the only thing I had to look forward to every week. It was the only thing Mr and I could talk about that wasn’t stressful. Maybe that’s dramatic but it really did give us some much needed joy when there wasn’t a whole lot to be found elsewhere. It will always have a special place for me, for that reason.

Now on to the bad:

I won’t elaborate on the sex scene because I spilled so much virtual ink over that and wrote a sort-of fix-it fic and a sort-of let’s make it even worse fic.

Makee’s ending…but I have many a theory about that, so I may not really hate it depending on what happens.

The bizarre nude scenes. John’s and Kai’s at least served a purpose. Kai’s was even pretty tasteful as these things go. But that scene of Vinsher parading naked in front of his hired gun? Weird. Just weird.

The Master Cheeks scene did get everyone to stop talking about the helmet in a hurry, though, which I suspect was the idea.

I didn’t know this at the time but the lack of original Halo music hurt a lot. There were legal issues at play so I won’t hold the show entirely responsible for this, but as I have said before, the Halo 3 warthog speedrun music would have been awesome during the fight on Eridanus.

I didn't dislike Kwan herself, but I did dislike that the show had no idea what to do with her until E7. I hope she comes into her own a little more next season.

The helmet scene. Maybe it had to happen at some point but the way they did it was rushed and felt like “this is gonna make everyone mad so let’s get it over with ASAP.”

The show didn’t have enough fun. The main character is a broody introvert who now has a supercomputer living in his head talking at him 24/7. This is a comedy GOLD MINE. And they did so little with it. There could have been an entire episode of that time jump between episodes 4 and 5 while Halsey was basically building a city on Eridanus. An entire episode of John and Cortana being frenemies.

(Yes, I plan to write about this.)

That ties into my last point.

This is less the show's fault and more the fault of the times, but there was way too much story for nine sub-60 minute episodes. A lot of the show's problems could have been resolved if they'd had even 12 episodes to tell the same story. Like, I love writing fanfic and all, but the show should tie up SOME plot threads.

If you read to the end of this small novel, kudos. I reserve the right to self-reblog if I think of anything else.

#halo #halo tv show

[patchesjam]

im so late but JUSTICE FOR TINA IN MCC!!!!! it’s something that makes me So evil. She was never given a good, fair team to have a chance to compete and mcc is so heavily team based and she WANTED TO COMPETE!!!! SHE WANTED TO DO WELL!! but she was never given a team with even the slightest chance of doing well in the event or a team that could support her well and it makes me want to scream. and then with how the subreddit would be SO misogynistic about her I HOPE SHE NEVER PLAYS MCC AGAIN!!! sorry feeling. Evil about mcc after the beauty of today.

#JUSTICEFORTINA

but yeah all of this but the thing that pissed me off most were the 'its all for fun! lets all play nice and not be angry! its all for fun!!!!!!!' people like she was competitive, thats how she had fun, she is not having fun permanently on a 10th place predicted team? tina is too good for mcc i think

#fooshogie :)

[moobswithsoup]

Inspired by me and my friend talking about how's Scott's basically a game show host mixed with how MCC is cannon in every universe and Scott just take you through the nether portal (this was said in origins smp) take this! scars first MCC pre party of sorts.

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A normal day on the hermitcraft server or so scar thought, he got a strange letter almost like an invite? He just kinda looked at it before stuffing the letter into his pocket and deciding to head too the nether later. After doing what was needed scar headed into the portal bit this certainly wasn't the nether.

Scar especially noticed he wasn't on hermit craft anymore and was even in different clothes! of course it was his usual clothes and not the elegant Green dress he once wore a second before. Scar confused looked around at the area, all around there were stands something you'll see at a football game of sorts with millions of people watching and/or waiting for something. In the middle there was a fast open space with many people chatting and talking.

Scar couldn't really pick out who they were or if he even knew them before hearing a little "meow" making him look down at a grey cat waiting for him. "Jellie!" scar said excitedly as he picked her up sitting her of his lap. Suddenly before another thought a big buzzer when off and everyone cheered. Scar looked at the large podium in the middle. Behind it he saw a sign, "MCC. Huh what a weird name. Why does it sound so familiar" after a minute or two of racking his brain he realized where exactly he heard it from.

He pulled out a piece of paper that was thankfully still in his pocket even after the outfit switch and read it more carefully.

"Hello Mr. Good times this is ______ from noxcrew. You have been one of many chosen for this months MCC or minecraft championship, a competition where you fight and complete different activities with a randomized group of individuals and battle till the end. Hope this note finds you well and thank you for accepting our invite"

Scar then noticed a picture of a. Baby zombie riding a chicken with the words "congratulations on it""guess that's the mascot" he though, not getting much time too think as the lights in the room shut off spooking everyone as lights from the sign and the podium light up, scar being confused but currently helping a spooked jellie that was just sleeping a moment before everyones surprisel loud gasps or even little screams. Suddenly little fireflies seemly coming from no where form from the light making a beautiful scene. Very quickly as they left they went back towards the podium catching everyones eyes.

suddenly a poof of smoke comes from seemingly no where scaring the fireflies causing them too flutter away once more, the spot light shining on the man as he covered his face with a hat. Everyone went quiet as the man started too speak,

"Hello boys, girls and everything in between. And welcome-"the man said with a pause His accent surprised scar, but why was it so familiar. he lifted his hat tossing it in the air revealing his face and bright cyan hair too everyone "to this months MCC!"

The crowd went wild and scar was truly shocked "Scott?!?" what was he doing here? Why is he up there! Why was he dressed so flashy? WHAT IS HAPPENING!! scar thought, after the crowd calmed down mostly he continued talking. "As usual me and the rest of noxcrew are here too annouce the teams, that I have chosen for this month. Besides that as you all are use to there is something new this year or should i say. Someone?" As he pointed to the crowd scar felt a shiver down his spine "introducing out newest future champion Mr. Good times with scar! A smaller spot light shines down on him as everyone around started clapping and even a few cheers.

He waved and awkwardly smiled while still petting jellie to keep her calm. This competition seemed BIG was Scott really helping with all of this? He continued to listen as Scott introduced all the teams including his own team the cyan coyotes. Scar felt confused but also excited.

This was new, strange even but it got his heart rushing, he was ecstatic and almost couldn't wait for the games. To finally begin.

#mcyt #minecraft championships #mcc 20 #goodtimeswithscar #i got bored again #brainrot

[chronictransient]

SCOTT’S the one that brought back osmp?? I owe this man a lifedebt at this point with all hes given me

#mcc and all her beautiful beautiful teams #flower husbands #and now this #everybody say ty scottsmajor #mcyt

[bithegai]

so ik everyone gets that mcc17 was absolutely poetic, but like... can we talk about it just a little more?

because i know people repeatedly said, “It’s in the script!” or “You can’t make that up”, but i’m still struggling to process how everything fell into place for mcc17 orange

(warning tho, this is long af)

Okay there’s two parts to the storybook majesty of MCC17. There’s the beauty of event itself, and the numerous significances of the win

First of all, the timing and structure of this event. MCC17 was notably earlier in the month than previous events, and now we know it’s because of MCC Rising. And there were two benefits to having the event earlier:

1. It let SB participate! Because of his schedule, SB didn’t expect to join another MCC until MCC19. So having the event earlier meant having SB! :D SB is another criminally underrated MCC participant. He scored in the top 20 his past two events, and his movement skill combined with his ridiculous amounts of grinding make him a serious competitor. Also he’s just a really cool dude and got along super well with his teammates, in both MCC17 and in general.

2. To make up for the timing and assure viewers it wouldn’t affect the quality of the event, Scott put together some AMAZING teams. Three new players were introduced, and fans got to see many heavily requested duos, namely Fruitninja and tommy and dream. And these were just really well-balanced teams. Everyone had the potential to pop off, and it was truly the case where any team could make Dodgebolt. Having said that, I think it’s only when there’s an event like this where Orange would be considered legal, because DAMN. Even with Fruitninja and teams like Cyan and Red, they still had the highest coin average for this event. Many participants themselves even recognized that Orange was cracked as all hell.

And I wanna point out that part of why Orange COULD team- and again why the event’s timing was so perfect- was False. So, I’ve seen a few people lamenting False’s scores in MCC S2 events, but we should know that having these lower scores IS what enabled her to team with Pete and SB and Grian. I don’t wanna get into the theory of participants “throwing” to get good teams, and honestly I don’t really care about False’s score as long as she has fun. But we need to recognize that her lower average (for individual coins in MCC) resulted in her being considered a potential “nerf” for team building. Even though being the team nerf is generally an insult, in this case, I honestly just think it’s hilarious. You’re telling me Ms. Falsesymmetry, Ms. Best PvPer on Hermitcraft,   Ms. FIRST BACK TO BACK MCC Winner is a nerf?! ......okaaayyy. So having the event at a time, where one of the overall better players could be misconstrued as weak, worked out well for Orange.

That covers most of what I think worked out well for Orange, event-wise. I’m intentionally not going to say much about the games or how they performed day of (minus Dodgebolt), because my goal is ONLY to talk about how fate was on their side. Contrary to what I’ve heard some people say, I really don’t think Orange’s performance and overall score in MCC17 was dependent on chance, specifically game order. I’m not denying that game order is crucial to a team’s score, and I know Orange was fortunate to avoid Battle Box and Parkour Tag. HOWEVER this is where the beauty of MCC17 Orange comes in. Even from just looking at them, it was clear that this was a well-rounded team. Put simply, they did not have a bad game. Certainly they’re not the most PvP oriented, BUT their past performances prove that their teamwork was enough to carry them through. What made Orange powerful was not a ridiculous amount of skill in a certain area, but that they were ALL strong enough to do well in any potential situation. And we saw this on event day! MCC17 Orange got Top 3 in SEVEN out of 8 games AND held 1st place overall for FOUR consecutive games. So I’d argue that even if the game order got switched around, the odds of Orange in Dodgebolt are still pretty high. MCC17 was a wonderful collision of coincidence, but Orange’s stellar performance was not one of them.

The remaining poeticism of MCC17 then lies in Orange’s victory and what it meant to everyone.

The obvious focus here has been Grian. Ever since he joined MCC, but especially with the start of Season 2, Grian’s become progressively more interested in winning. It’s clear this season that he was determined to get his coin. Also for Grian, part of it could be that he’d come so close to winning at the end of S1 with MCC13. But it wasn’t just personal motivation that was pushing him. Although I can’t pinpoint exactly when, because of his newfound drive, Grian started putting himself down as fully competitive on the MCC applications. Which then led to him getting really STACKED teams. All of his teams so far in S2 have had him with an S-tier player and two strong participants that he knows well personally, including MCCP’21. For MCC16 Hbomb even mentioned that- for the teammate request section of the MCC application- Grian asked for, “Pete, Quig, Hbomb. Anyone else who’s really good at the game”.

Yet even with such great teams, something always seemed to get in the way. MCC15 is notorious as the event where Pete’s internet bombed, throwing off his team and forcing him to sub out for Hbomb halfway. Grian’s team in MCCP’21- where they were favorite by FAR- were a heartbreaking (in Grian’s own words) 2 coins short of the finale. But FINALLY, finally in MCC16 his team made it to Dodgebolt. But it... didn’t go well. With the opposition eagerly feeding arrows to their best shot, Purple lost to Pink 1-3.

So up to this point, Grian’s journey through MCC S2 has been painfully unlucky, to the point where it genuinely started affecting him. (I’m not going to try and speculate on Grian’s specific mentality towards MCC, as honestly that’s just a pretty weird thing to do, especially as someone who doesn’t know him personally.) BUT what I can say is that you can see how his teams’ dynamics slowly change, even in just S2 alone. Previously, Grian’s goal in MCC was the straightforward: Let’s do our best and have fun. Yet as things continued, his focus eventually changed to: How do we win. You can see his teams become more strategic and competitive as the season goes on. And the joke changes from “Let’s not be last” to “______ will carry us to the win!”.

Also, I specifically bring up the “carrying” joke, because it seems to be something that Grian fixates on. I noticed that whenever Grian’s teamed with a highly skilled participant- be it Fruity B, Pete, or Techno- he’s always quick to either praise them for scoring high OR apologize if he does poorly. And this behavior is likely related to his fear of being a deadweight. Grian’s said on multiple occasions that his biggest worry is just bringing the team down. So it’s this personal pressure to succeed combined with his poor luck that really starts getting to him. And it all comes to a head in MCC16, when he has an actual panic attack in Dodgebolt. The weight of being the only member left on your team- in an event watched live by hundreds of thousands of people- in addition to everything that’s built up months beforehand, culminated into one of the most stressful experiences possible. And EVEN THEN, even though they pushed through that round, it ended the same way. With his team coming so close, only to fall at the last minute.

And that brings us to MCC17. Fortunately, Grian learned from what happened and made a direct effort to take things more casually this time around. At the beginning, he explicitly said “We’re not going to put any pressure on anyone today”. And with that, the Orange Ocelots embarked on their journey through MCC17. Right from the get go, they made it clear they were going to do things casually. Unlike before, this team wasn’t using tactics or excessively strategizing. All they did was just pick whatever game they wanted at the time. And luckily, they usually got it. While (of course) everyone’s doing their best, Orange really just went with the flow and never tried making a grand game plan for the entire event.

And you know what? It worked. Even though they were playing MUCH more casually than Grian’s previous teams, they were winning. Without much planning or strategy, this team was doing as well as the competitive ones, who’d practiced for hours on end. Throughout the event, they kept popping off and getting Top 3. Even before Dodgebolt, Grian was doing AMAZINGLY.  He got FIRST individual on Sky Battle (hello??!!?) AND was one of the last ones standing at the end of Survival Games, earning him a coveted spot in the Top 10 individual. Not to mention, being THE CEO of Buildmart. By taking things game-by-game and just doing their best, Orange snagged First Place with a massive 3k lead.

And that’s what was so beautiful about MCC17 Orange overall. The fact they did THIS WELL without putting pressure on themselves... wow. That’s what made this event so wholesome and so meaningful, most of all for Grian. Grian. The one who’d gone through so much this past season. The one who always seemed to come this close to winning. The one who put all the pressure on himself. GRIAN was the one to cinch the win. He carried his team through the final round of Dodgebolt- in what is now considered the BEST MCC finale- by clutching a sick 1 v 3 against two of the strongest players.

We all knew, both participants and the audience, that Grian is a fantastic, brilliant player (as if Lord Dreamslayer would be anything less). But HERE in this moment is when Grian proves it to himself. Once again with all eyes on him and his entire team counting on him- right back to where he was last event- Grian sheds the pressure and nails three players singlehandedly. With that round, he finally sees what an amazing player he is. And I cannot tell you how heartwarming it was to hear him say on repeat “I actually feel like I earned that!”. After blaming himself for all this season’s misfortunes, here he’s faced with the undeniable truth: He deserved to win. And the fact that he got his coin, not by using tactics or relying on someone to “carry” him, but by being unabashedly confident and just having a great time with his team. THAT is the win Grian deserved. He finally, finally, gets to see that he had it in him all along. All it took was just a little more confidence and a LOT less pressure.

But you know how Grian was able to lose that pressure? His team. False and SB did SO well with communicating to everyone and keeping up morale. But PETE. Dude, Pete was an absolute S-Tier leader this MCC, and I think it’s time to talk about what this win meant to him.  

So I’m not sure how many people know, but much like Grian, Pete’s been going through a lot these past events. As I mentioned before, the increased competitiveness of MCC S2 has really gotten to the participants. (Pete talked about this openly on a Vault Hunters stream the day his MCC17 team got announced, so the following is just an echo of what he said then. Not me trying to psychoanalyze him.) Considered by some as the best player in the event and having never dropped below Top 5 Individual, there’s a lot of focus on Pete performing well. Even though this brought a lot of interest to him and his channel, the pressure started weighing on him, overwhelmingly so. Over time he got increasingly more invested in the analyses posted on the Reddit and started holding himself to a ridiculous standard.

While he never got outright toxic, there was a clear change in his demeanor, most notably in MCC16. His attitude throughout all of MCC16 was extremely competitive, using numerous tactics and overanalyzing his team’s performances the MOMENT the game ended. And this behavior really started bringing down his team. Even though his teammates never got overly upset, looking back, Pete saw that his attitude only brought negativity and served to make them feel worse, which is the exact opposite of what he wants to do. Furthermore, he just felt awful (Pete’s own words). Not just when looking back, but even in the moment. He couldn’t enjoy himself due to all the stress and pressure. And even his fans quickly picked up on his lack of enjoyment. So, much like Grian, the pressure of MCC and the competitiveness really weighed on Pete. And so for MCC17, he made a similar vow to take things more casually and just focus on having a fun time with his team, and that’s exactly what happened.  

MCC17 Orange had a great time under the leadership of Pete, and I’m so, so proud of how Pete stepped up this event. He did so good at checking in on everyone and keeping up morale. We all knew that after MCC16, what Grian needed most (other than an MCC coin) was support. While of course his team last event was really fun and helpful, it’s clear he could’ve done well with a little more support. And that’s exactly where MCC17 Orange comes in. In EVERY minigame, SB and False were always right there to help out Grian when needed. But Pete was overflowing with support and kind words for everyone. He was always the first to praise his teammates whenever they made a good play. Hyping up SB and Grian for reaching Top 10 Individual. Constantly checking in on False and encouraging her to speak up. Pushing Grian to unleash his inner CEO in Buildmart. Countering his team’s negativity whenever they started to get down on themselves (most hilariously in round 2 of Dodgebolt). Even in the downtime between Games 7 and 8, when Grian started theorizing about Dodgebolt, Pete gently encouraged him to just focus on Game 8 and not get ahead of himself. And LOOK how it paid off!

Keeping the team in good spirits lifted everyone’s confidence and motivated them to play to their fullest potential, resulting in the win AND 3/4 team members making Top 10 Individual. And again, this is EXACTLY what Pete needed after MCC16. Not only was it rewarding to just take it easy and have fun, after being stressed out for most of the season. But I can’t imagine how satisfying it was for him to see his teammates pop off. At his core, Pete seems like a really team-oriented person. Something that struck me about Pete, when I first watched him in MCC10, was how invested he was in his teammates’ performances. Typically with competitive players, they only look at what their team needs overall to score well. If they need to stack one player and have everyone else play support, then so be it. Whereas with Pete, he just wants to see every single person do well. In his eyes, success is when everyone plays to their best ability, regardless of team score. And so MCC17 with Orange felt like a good callback to that.

Seeing how much his teammates were able to succeed when they felt confident, was a reminder of how important it is for teams to have that support. Pete fulfilled his goal of being a ray of positivity for his team, and it paid off in spades. So for him I think MCC17 was just a really grounding moment. THIS is what it’s all about. Having a good time with your team and being there when they need you. Because as long as you’re having fun, no one’s really losing. ...but if you happen to get a coin along the way, LFG!!

And of course, we’ve got Mr. SB737 and Falsie. GG of course to False for being a 3-time winner (#FalseforFive next? 👀). But SB definitely deserves more love for his first win. It’s been clear since he joined the tournament in MCC8 that he’s absolutely cracked, and I’m SO glad he finally has the win AND 7th place to show for it. I’m still impressed he managed to make Top 20 Individual when his teams were always Bottom 5. But now his skill is undeniable. This man took AN ENTIRE WEEK off just to practice for MCC17! Like???? He’s put in more practice than any of his teammates by FAR, and WOW did it pay off. Also, he just did so well communicating with everyone?! Like looking back on the VODs, he got along really well with his teammates, frequently joking with Pete and Grian. Personally, I’m also so proud of how he did in Buildmart as their floater, especially since it was his first time in that role. Not only did he communicate really well, but it also just showed off his SICK movement skills. I’m so happy the event took place when it did, and we got to have SB on Orange, since he’s an absolute delight. Hopefully we get to see him more in the upcoming MCCs since he’s a force to be reckoned with!

And so ends the tale of MCC17 Orange. Honestly- despite this being long af- there’s still a little more I could say about this team. But ultimately, this is an MCC for the books. Like everyone said, this event literally could not have been better if it was scripted. And hopefully the wonder of MCC17 sticks with the players of Orange Ocelots for quite some time, because it’ll be in our hearts forever ❤

#o7 orange ocelots #what a journey #but OML this is long as hell #grian #petezahhutt #sb737 #falsesymmetry #mcc #long post #listen at this point im determined to write an essay on every winning hermit team #not MY FAULT they all have storybook wins

[storytellerofuntoldlegends]

gods and the mortals they worship

A/N: honestly this idea started out due to the fact that scott and jack are gonna be housemates, and a friend and i were like "haha what if c!scott moved into Innit Hotel with jack" which turned into "haha what if c!scott was the god of mcc but he just seemed like a Dude to everyone else" which made my brain go brrr and think "haha what if god!scott and goddess!kristin met for tea" and then this fic happened. it got much angstier than i intended it to whoops

Warnings: implied/referenced temporary character death, grief/mourning, hugs, emotional hurt/comfort

Summary: Kristin, the goddess of death. Scott, the god of champions. Two deities that at first glance, have nothing to do with the other. But all the same, the two deities are close friends, meeting for tea and talking about the mortals they adore. However, some conversations painfully remind them of the mortality of their loved ones.

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Kristin rather enjoyed it when a fellow deity joined her for tea. Not many would, XD was a little wary of her, being her opposite in a sense. And his sister Drista visited her often enough, but the young goddess was a bit on the rambunctious side, which was expected for the trickster. But the deity's whose visits pleased her the most were Scott's. The god of champions was always lovely to chat with, and she looked forward to each event he organized- always rooting for her husband's team, of course.

They met for tea weekly, but this visit... something seemed off about Scott. He seemed cheery enough, talking about how he had recently moved into the Innit Hotel with Jack and the other servers he was drifting between. But there was a melancholy expression on his face for a brief moment as he traced the flower pattern on his teacup, and a lost, faraway expression would come over his face from time to time. These were expressions Kristin recognized all too well- grief. She saw it in the faces of many mortals when she called their loved ones to her side- and it was unnerving to say the least to see such an expression on a god's face.

"Who are you mourning?" she asked, startling Scott slightly. The god's ever color-shifting eyes refused to meet her.

"The loss of my mcc team, of course," Scott countered with a half-hearted smirk. Kristin gave him an expression of disbelief, and the smirk melted away to something more downcast as he fiddled with something on a chain around his neck. A ring.

"Oh Scott," she said softly.

"Tried the married life thing. It was nice, for a bit. But it was a modified hardcore world, and it didn't end well. For him... or for me," Scott said, hand drifting to his throat with a grimace. Kristin set down her tea, placing a comforting hand on Scott's shoulder. Scott had a unique position as a god- he was one of the few who felt the sting of death. As he willingly lived among mortals most of the time, his godly power had to be diminished to do so. Which meant he could die- but it would never truly stick for him. Granted, death didn't really stick for most of the crowd he stuck around with. They would be reborn into other servers, maybe retaining impressions of the ones before- but Scott was the only one who truly remembered each server he had been on.

"I'm so sorry. Is he..." Kristin trailed off, unsure if she wanted to know if Scott's husband had been reborn into a different server.

"He's on another server with me now. Empires SMP. Calls himself the Codfather these days. I keep hoping he'll remember... but I don't know if I want him to," Scott said, eyes watery.

"Why not?" Kristin asked. If she was in a similar situation with Phil, she absolutely would want him to remember her.

"Because what kind of god can't even keep his husband alive?! I couldn't protect him before, who says I could do it now. Besides with my luck, by the time he'd remember me, I'd only lose him again. Why waste the effort on more heartbreak," Scott said, something vengeful in his tone. The aura around him tinged red, and Kristin drew her hand back with a jolt. Scott took notice of his surroundings, and with a sheepish smile his aura shifted to something more neutral and warm.

"That's why you're hiding in the Dream SMP with Jack, isn't it? You don't want to risk him remembering," Kristin asked softly. Scott let out a sigh.

"I'm not... hiding, exactly. Just lying low, somewhere where I don't have to pretend I'm not a god," Scott explained with a faraway glance.

“What if you were to tell this... Codfather," Kristin suggested. Scott wrinkled his nose in disgust in the name.

"Jimmy. His name is Jimmy," Scott corrected, sounding reverent as he murmured his name the second time. It was almost silly, a god worshipping the ground a mortal walked on- not that Kristin was one to talk. But then again, Phil wasn't exactly mortal.

"Then why don't you tell Jimmy the truth about who you are," Kristin prodded. Few knew the truth about Scott's godly status- Phil, most notably, and Wilbur. And now, she supposed, all who were on the Dream SMP. Otherwise, most knew Scott as someone who had a connection to the god of champions, and carried out his invitations to the games- not that Scott himself was the god in question.

"I... I don't know. Maybe it's safer for him if he never knows," Scott said with a sigh. Kristin squinted at him suspiciously.

"Scott, I've known you for centuries. Tell me the real reason you don't want to tell him," she said pointedly. Scott laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. With a deep breath, his expression settled into something more solemn.

"I don't want things to be different between us. I liked the way it was, on that modified hardcore world. We had a flower valley, with a pond and overgrowth and- and his silly insistence on wanting to protect me, like I was the fragile one, not him. I even experienced a brief afterlife with him, after we had lost all our lives on that world. And that... that was beautiful. But then things reset, and he was reincarnated. And how could I not follow him?" Scott said wistfully. His eyes shone with bittersweet tears, a fond smile on his face.

"You truly have the heart of a mortal, my friend," Kristin said with a soft smile. Scott chuckled, shaking his head.

"Well I certainly can't let anyone know that, think of my reputation," he joked. Kristin laughed.

"Oh please, we all know how much you cherish your champions," she teased.

"Don't tell a soul," Scott said in a mock-serious tone.

"Oh please, the only souls I know are dead ones," Kristin replied with a chuckle. Scott laughed too, but it fell short as his eyes landed on the flowers that decorated the teacups.

"I think the worst part is that he sees me as an enemy. I guess rightfully so, I pushed him away because I was afraid of letting him back in. I don't think I'll be able to look him in the eyes if we end up on the opposite sides of a battle," Scott said, voice fragile as the delicate teacups on the table before them.

"Maybe there's still time to make amends. You could extend some token of peace towards him?" Kristin suggested gently.

"Maybe. I just..." Scott trailed off.

"You just want to mope around in a world of constant hardship and destruction?" Kristin teased lightly, smirking. Scott laughed.

"I guess the Dream SMP isn't the greatest place to hide out," he said, still chuckling. Kristin was relieved to see her friend back to his more genuine smiley self, multicolored eyes glinting with amusement.

"Maybe not. Are Phil and Wilbur staying out of trouble?" Kristin asked, picking her tea back up to sip at. Scott laughed again.

"Staying out of trouble is asking a lot for your family. But I think Phil has forced Wilbur to make friends with Ranboo," he replied, picking up his tea as well.

"Oh? How did that go?" Kristin asked.

"Not sure, honestly. I think they opened a burger place? I've mostly been keeping to myself in the Innit Hotel," Scott said with a shrug.

"I'm sure Tommy loves that," Kristin said dryly.

"Oh yes, cussed me out until I threatened to not let him on mcc anymore. He changed his tune pretty quickly," Scott laughed.

"Doesn't Jack actually own the hotel now?" Kristin asked.

"Yes, but Tommy doesn't seem to know that," Scott answered with a sigh, shaking his head.

"I'm sure he'll get over it. Probably still a little jumbled from being brought back," Kristin muttered, unable to help looking miffed at that. She wasn't exactly fond of people being torn from her domain, especially by an overzealous mortal and the god who he eerily resembled. Although she couldn't exactly blame XD, the book had called him and he was forced to answer.

“Maybe life and death shouldn’t be toyed with anymore,” Scott said softly, after a few beats of silence. Kristin thought of Scott’s struggles with death and rebirth, then thought of her own family. Her husband who survived and lived, never dying- and her son, who fought and died, but ended up living.

“You wouldn’t see me complaining,” Kristin replied, voice coming out more melancholy than she meant it to. Scott looked to her with brows creased in sympathy.

“What a pair we make,” he said with a humorless laugh. Kristin laughed too, just as bleak as Scott’s own laugh.

“The goddess of death whose loved ones live, and the god of champions whose loved ones lose,” she said, voice forlorn. Scott set down his tea, dropping his gaze from Kristin’s.

“I do tend to be drawn towards the lost ones, don’t I?” he said with a weak smile.

“Nothing wrong with rooting for the underdog,” Kristin pointed out with a shrug. Scott looked at the flowers on the teacups, and his smile was a bit brighter this time around, less sad and bittersweet.

“I guess not. Maybe you’re right, maybe there is time to smooth things out with Jimmy,” Scott said, looking back up at Kristin.

“Good! Being mopey doesn’t suit you. And telling him the truth couldn’t hurt either,” Kristin insisted brightly. Scott rolled his eyes with a chuckle.

“Okay Mumza, no need to get on my case. I said I’d try and smooth things over, not reveal that I’m an all-powerful god that was married to him once because I like playing mortal,” he replied, dragging out her nickname with a teasing grin. Kristin grinned back.

“I guess your situation is a little different than when I told Phil I was a goddess,” she said semi-sheepishly.

“Phil was also hopelessly head-over-heels for you when you told him. Jimmy is decidedly not,” Scott pointed out with a laugh.

“Oh Jimmy will come around eventually. If he knows what’s good for him,” Kristin said, sipping at her tea. Scott blinked at her in confusion.

“Are you threatening my ex-husband?” he asked, tone so adorably baffled that Kristin couldn’t help but laugh.

“All I meant was that he doesn’t know what he’s missing. Any man would be lucky to have captured your attention," she clarified with a teasing grin. Scott flushed in embarrassment, the aura around him tinging pink.

“You’re acting like an embarrassing mum trying to convince her son to get out there and start dating,” Scott huffed, trying to play off his flusteredness.

“You’re the one who called me ‘Mumza,’” Kristin pointed out, still grinning.

“This is rude, I’m being attacked and you’re twisting my words against me now-” Scott cut off with a laugh, unable to keep up the mock-offended act as his aura shifted back to being a neutral warm color. Scott finally looked the most himself that he had been all day- aura full of warmth, a smile on his face, and color-shifting eyes sparkling.

“Oh, whatever will you do?” Kristin teased. Scott shook his head, picking up his tea and finishing it off with one last sip before standing from the table.

“I think I’m gonna leave, actually. It’s about time I head out anyway,” Scott said. Kristin looked at how low her own tea had gotten, and sighed before standing with a gentle smile.

“Well as always, it was wonderful to have you. I hope everything works out,” she said softly, holding out her arms. Scott hugged her without hesitation, and Kristin got the feeling he was silently thanking her for her advice through the hug.

“See you next week?” Scott asked after he pulled away.

“I look forward to it,” Kristin replied. Scott smiled, giving a two-fingered salute before disappearing in a burst of color. The lightshow faded, leaving Kristin in her rather gloomy domain. The loneliness after a fellow deity left was always the worst, and the heavy conversation from before didn’t help matters much. Scott and Kristin were very similar beings for two deities that ruled over extremely different things- both of their hearts were too big, too smitten with mortals. Scott could at least compete alongside mortals if he so chose, but Kristin was in a plane of existence that her loved ones could only reach through tragedy. Perhaps Scott had it worse- Kristin could at least distance herself from mortals, while Scott stubbornly refused to. But all the same, Kristin was hopeful that things would work out for the god of champions. And maybe, things would work out for her family as well.

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the 21k word novella about e!scott is done guys

Hello, everyone, and welcome to the hit game show 'this isn't what I was supposed to be writing but now there's twenty-one thousand words of this so I guess that's what we're doing now', featuring me, me, me, and me.

Anyways, disclaimers time!

Firstly, this is a work of fiction and any characterizations of the Noxcrew are not intended to reflect on the actual people, more on how I imagine a group of gods who run an event like MCC in universe would be like. Scott's characterization is based entirely off his empires character with a bit of added backstory. All other characters are based roughly off varying smps. Also, empires!Gem and hermitcraft!Gem are the same person in this, though I know canonically they're different characters. Her characterization is based mainly off empires!Gem.

Secondly, some events have been altered. Obviously Empires canon, but also in MCC. More on this in later chapter notes.

Third, there will be content warnings before each chapter as usual. This does get quite dark at points, as e!Scott is not in a good place emotionally like, at all. So be warned!

Finally, if any ccs see this: hello and I am so sorry.

Title: no one loves me now (someday somebody will)

Wordcount: 3363

Chapter title: i'll be with you

Content warnings: heavy self-hatred, suicidal thoughts, light injury.

Summary: MCC!Scott and Empires!Scott are the same person. When the holiday MCC rolls around and Scott is still stuck in his self-imposed exile, some of his friends notice that something is very wrong.

Actual fic under the cut:

Ding.

It’s a small sound, barely audible over the howling of the wind outside, but it fills Scott’s stomach with dread. A communicator is, after all, intended for communication, as its name might suggest. And communication with anyone is the antithesis to the safety of Scott’s isolation. He is many things, but he is not without weakness. No man is. His weakness just happens to be smiles like sunshine and warm embraces rather than the cold touch of steel, something Scott long ago learned not to fear.

Jimmy is his achilles heel, perhaps. Perhaps all his friends are, Jimmy only one amongst the number of people who hold sway- too much sway- over Scott’s aching, frozen heart.

Communication is dangerous, contact with people moreso. He doesn’t know what he’d do with himself if reminded of the everpresent longing for home, for warmth- for something so wonderfully, horribly bittersweet that he doubts he could put a name to it, the feeling of being loved so gently it feels like violence to his scarred, bitter self.

He reaches for the comm, and hesitates.

It could be Shubble, or Katherine, his allies who he’s abandoned.

It could be Gem, who he hurt, or Fwhip or Joey or any of the many people who have reason to hate him.

It could be Jimmy, the sun to Scott’s moon, the fire to his ice, the blazing, beautiful man whose warmth is the kind that makes Scott desperate to never let go.

Ding.

Scott swallows the fear rising in his throat and pulls up the screen. Please not Jimmy, please not Jimmy, he begs the universe.

For once, the universe shows him mercy.

Noxite - 2 unread messages.

Scott clicks on it.

<Noxite> Hey Scott

<Noxite> I got the team list you sent me, but I think there’s some error.

He takes a breath, holding it for a second before letting it all out in a rush, the ice that had formed at his fingertips slowly receding.

<Smajor> what makes you say that?

The response is near instant.

<Noxite> you’re not on here

<Noxite> did you decide to sit out, or was that an oversight?

<Smajor> I decided to sit out

He had to. There’s no way he’ll be able to control his powers enough by then for him to be safe to be around.

This time, the response is much slower, giving time for Scott to try and calm his shallow breaths and pray that Noxite doesn’t question him on this.

<Noxite> alright! Just checking.

For a second, he thinks he’s clear, and then another ding sounds.

<Noxite> Are you okay, though? You’ve competed in every mcc we’ve held.

<Noxite> what makes this different?

Concern. His first thought was concern. Scott suddenly finds it very hard to swallow around the lump in his throat.

<Smajor> I’m fine.

<Noxite> Are you sure?

<Smajor> Yes.

<Noxite> Do you want to hop on a call? Just a quick one, we haven’t talked in a while. I know you’re busy with your kingdom on empires, but we all miss you.

A droplet of water splashes onto the screen of his comm with a gentle plink. Scott reaches up to find his cheeks wet with tears, though quickly freezing over.

<Smajor> does it have to be now?

<Noxite> I was going to test the changes to grid runners afterwards, but I can do that now and call you later, if that’s better. I just want to make sure you’re alright.

And damn Scott’s soft heart, damn the barriers of steel and ice he’s built around it for failing, damn Noxite for knowing exactly how to get to him.

<Smajor> no, calling now is fine. Just no facecam today.

<Noxite> Okay!

His comm rings, a familiar sound, and Scott does his best to take a deep breath before he picks up.

“Hey, Noxite.”

“Hey, Scott. How are you doing?”

“Good,” he lies.

“Built anything cute lately?”

“Not really.”

“How’s your friend? Jimmy, right?”

“He’s-” Scott nearly chokes with the force of holding back tears. “He’s fine. They’re all doing fine.”

“I’ll be honest, I’m more worried about you,” Noxite hums, gentle in the way only a god trying not to harm a mortal could be. “You haven’t ever missed an mcc, you love competing. What’s going on, Scott?”

“Nothing.” He barely gets the word out, guilt choking him as the lies pile up on his tongue. He can’t tell him anything. No one can know.

“Are you sure it’s nothing?”

Scott goes to open his mouth and lie again. A sob slips out instead, choked but unmistakable.

“Scott? Are you crying?”

He can’t stop the way his face flushes; it’s an ugly thing to be caught in such raw, aching vulnerability, shame burning harsher than the frostbite nipping at his fingers. He clamps a hand over his mouth, body shaking as he tries to muffle another sob.

“Scott, Scott, talk to me. Please.”

And he’s gone, crushed under the weight of his own sorrow and longing, choking on his sobs as his tears turn to ice. The comm slips from his frozen fingers, clattering to the ground as he sinks down right beside it. The cold is everywhere- his hands, his wings, his tears, his heart- and the worst part is, he can feel it now. Noxite’s words are the barest hint of warmth, but they’re enough to make him realize how he’s freezing. The world is frozen- he’s frozen too, but not because of the snow piled at the cabin door. Scott is cold on a level so deep he’s not sure he remembers what it feels like to be warm, to be safe and happy and not chained by his doubt, his past, himself. He’s been drowning so long he’s not sure he remembers how to breathe.

Vaguely, he’s aware Noxite is talking again, voice so, so soft for a god capable of all that he is. “It’s alright. It’s okay. Whatever’s going on, we can help. You’re not alone.”

You’re not alone. He didn’t realize how desperate he was for that to be true until now.

“You can talk about it whenever you’re ready. Or even never. Just...let me help. You don’t have to be alone.”

He manages to pull himself together enough to rasp out “You promise?”

“Promise.”

Something in Scott breaks with that word, sudden and sharp and a relief much as it is a hurt. He finds himself spilling everything, the whole story, from Xornoth to the ice powers that currently control his life. All his bottled feelings, mixed with sobs and shaky, shuddering breaths.

He’s sure at least half of it is mostly incomprehensible with how hard he’s crying, but Noxite must get the gist of it because there’s gentle understanding in his voice when Scott’s finally done. “So you’re struggling with your powers?”

He nods, then remembers Noxite can’t see him. “Yeah.”

“Right. I think you should come back to the MCC server.”

“I- but-”

“I know you’re scared to hurt us, but isolating yourself will only make it worse. You need guidance, and I can help. Your powers are not the same as mine, but I’m certain there are commonalities. Remember when you first realized the extent of your world hopping ability?”

“I was so scared,” Scott rasps.

“And what did you do?”

“I let you teach me how to use it.”

“Exactly. Come home, Scott.”

Home. Doesn’t that sound so lovely? He wants- he needs somewhere to feel like home, like safety.

“You promise it’ll be okay?” His voice comes out so small.

“I promise. Everything will be okay.”

He is many things, but he is not without weakness. No man is. And Scott’s weakness is gentle words and soft promises that he wants so desperately to believe.

“Okay. I’ll come- I’ll come home.” He stumbles over the last word, the syllables coming out awkward and clumsy, as if they don’t quite fit right in his mouth. Maybe they don’t. Scott’s never fit anywhere, why should the word home fit him? He’s been searching his whole life for somewhere that feels right, and yet there’s still the quiet ache of not belonging nestled in his chest.

Noxite, blissfully unaware of Scott’s internal angst, starts talking again, never once dropping the gentle concern from his voice. “Do you want us to come meet you at the portal out of empires? I’d come into the server itself, but I’m not whitelisted.”

He should say that he’s fine getting to MCC on his own, but “Yes.” slips out before he can stop it. There’s a part of him (childish, afraid) that wishes they could come all the way to where he is, but god knows Fwhip isn’t going to whitelist them if Scott messages him to ask. Not to mention the shame of anyone seeing this sad little cabin, seeing Scott at his absolute lowest. The part of him that got him through years under the thumb of his parents’ advisors urges him to hide any hint of weakness, any sign of vulnerability. Don’t let them know how to hurt you.

A little too late for that, Scott thinks, bitterly amused. Distantly, he registers that Noxite said something else, something in a tone far kinder than Scott deserves, though he couldn’t tell you the actual words being said. He nods anyways, offers a hum of agreement.

There’s a short pause.

“When should we get there?” Noxite asks.

“Couple of hours. Maybe six,” Scott shrugs. “I’m a long flight away.”

“Okay. Do you want to stay on call?”

That’s a harder question. He wants to say yes- needy, clingy-, he wants to say no.

He settles for a shrug and “I’ll be fine either way.”

“Alright. I’ll give you space, but I’ll have my comm on me. Call again if you need, alright?”

“Alright.”

“Goodbye for now.”

“Bye, love you,” Scott blurts, and immediately hangs up before Noxite has a chance to reply.

For a solid minute, he resists the urge to bang his head against a wall. As if his day could get any more embarrassing, between having a sobbing breakdown and nearly caving and just begging Noxite to come get him even though he’s an adult fully capable of traveling on his own. Why must Aeor torment him like this?

He also considers, in that solid minute, curling up in the corner and just hoping no one’s dedicated enough to search for and find him. Certainly, collapsing into a puddle of tears and despair would be easier than facing his godly friends, let alone his more human ones.

Ultimately, though, his heart- soft, foolish, aching- wins out. He wants to see his friends. He wants someone to help him control his powers. He wants to feel warm again.

That desperate desire is what gets him to stagger to his feet and start throwing the few items he brought into his shulker box. He packs roughly, quickly, not bothering to fold things as long as he can cram them in. His hands are too numb for that, his grip clumsy at best. The clothes will just have to stay crumpled- finery means nothing to him now regardless.

Just as he’s making his way out the door, his comm dings again. His hands are too full to check it- not that he particularly wants to face the humiliating consequences of blurting that out anyways- and he resolves to check it later. That can be a problem for future Scott.

He takes to the sky on icy wings long since gone numb, the wind rushing by his face in a way that should bite, should make his cheeks sting with cold, but doesn’t. Distantly, he registers his vision blurring as the wind forces him to squint, eyes watering. Reduced visibility when flying is never good, Scott’s instincts scream. He could crash, he could get hurt, he could die.

That should matter more to him. It doesn’t. Any sting of the cold is gone, leaving in its wake numbness, nothingness. Not the absence of feeling, so much feeling that it overwhelms him and leaves him unable to tell the joy from the pain.

Scott’s shaken back into awareness with the realization that there’s a mountain looming large in front of him. Instinctually, he tries to swerve. What he doesn’t account for is the wind, buffeting him as he makes his half-hearted attempt at dodging and ends up crashing straight into the branches of a scraggly mountain tree. Pain explodes from at least three places in his body, though not severe enough to suggest broken bones. Or possibly he’s just even more numb than he thought. The trunk of the tree is slippery as well, sending him sliding down to the harsh ground below. And if all that wasn’t bad enough, his impact is enough to shake the upper branches and deposit their snow directly on top of him. Though every place he touched on the tree has already turned to ice, and he’s equally frozen, so it makes no difference in the end. Still, that hurt.

He expresses his feelings on the matter with a small groan and “fuck.”

Predictably, the tree doesn’t respond.

Scott hauls himself to his feet, body aching all over, and retrieves his dropped shulker. Thankfully, he wasn’t carrying anything too breakable, and his comm seems to be intact as well when he picks it up and powers it on. It takes him to the last messages he sent, where his eyes are immediately drawn to a new one.

<Noxite> I love you too, Scott

Oh. Fuck. He bites back a sob, refusing to let his pride take another hit today. He’s the elvenking- well, not anymore, he reminds himself bitterly- he’s a grown adult capable of handling a kingdom. He is not going to cry because he flew into a tree and then someone expressed the bare minimum of affection towards him, for fuck’s sake. Is he really this pathetic?

Maybe he is that pathetic because all he really wants is to lay down in the snow and not have to get up for at least three years. Yes, he would probably die of hypothermia, but that doesn’t mean the urge to just go to sleep and avoid his problems isn’t there.

Unfortunately, Scott is a grown adult with a sense of responsibility, so he tucks his shulker back on his back and takes to the sky again, ignoring the way his muscles scream at him. It’s another three hours to the exit portal, after all.

Three hours of flying later, he swerves around the jungle trees, praying that Joey isn’t anywhere nearby, and makes an ungraceful landing in front of the exit portal.

Deep breath in. Deep breath out. He has to remind himself that Noxite asked him to come back. His friends want him there. He’s certain that he’s still burdening them, but at least it’s a burden they didn’t object to.

Scott takes one more deep breath and steps into the portal.

For a few tense, heart-breaking moments, he thinks no one actually came to greet him. But when he blinks the swirls of the portal out of his vision, he can see that not only did Noxite show up, he brought most of the crew of gods that Scott’s been working with for the past few years.

Oh.

“Hey, guys,” Scott manages, though his voice comes out as a rasp.

Before he has a chance to make a joke about the way his voice cracks, Noxite takes a few steps forward, looks him up and down, and pulls him into a hug. It’s startling, a bit off from how most humans hug, and- most of all- familiar.

-

“So mortals embrace to show affection?”

Scott hums, swinging his legs over the edge of the newly built Decision Dome. “Some of them. Some people don’t really like hugs, and some people aren’t really affectionate anyways.”

“Don’t do that, you could fall. You’re very breakable,” Noxite reprimands. Scott hasn’t yet managed to explain to him that referring to humans as breakable is a little weird. And honestly, he’s not that fragile, but he pulls his legs back onto the edge anyways.

Noxite hesitates before speaking again, staring out across the server. “Are you one of the mortals who doesn’t prefer affection?”

“What- Why do you ask?”

“Well, you don’t seem to give embraces very often. Or receive them.”

Scott shrugs, putting his legs back down so he can kick his heels against the edge of the Dome. “It’s not that I mind hugs, really, it’s just that you all are gods. You don’t really do human affection. And I didn’t get a lot of affection even before I came here, so it’s not like I’m not used to it.”

Noxite frowns at him but says nothing about the leg-swinging. “Are hugs something elves need?”

“Not really. Apparently humans need four hugs a day for mental health, but I’m not human.”

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to go without something you need because we don’t know enough about humans.”

“Not human,” Scott reminds him again. “And seriously, no one ever hugged me back in R- back where I came from. If I was going to die from lack of physical touch, I would have done it already.”

“Hmm. Alright.”

For a moment, Scott thinks that’s the end of it, and then he’s nearly being crushed in an awkward approximation of a hug. “Oof! Noxite!”

“Is this too tight?”

“A little, yeah.”

“Sorry,” Noxite says, sounding a little abashed as he lets Scott go.

“It’s alright. I just- I told you I don’t need hugs.”

“If you aren’t comfortable, I can stop. I just wanted to express that you’re my friend the way humans do.”

Scott suddenly finds his eyes stinging. Probably just the wind. “No, I- that’s fine. Just let me show you how to do it properly.”

“Alright.”

It’s been long enough since he properly hugged someone that he feels a little stiff and awkward, but he wraps his arms around Noxite anyways, reminding himself that he can’t possibly be any worse at giving hugs than the god who just nearly broke his ribs. Noxite’s arms come up to embrace him a lot more hesitantly this time, a far gentler hug. If he’s honest with himself, it’s almost nice. No one’s held him like this, with no strings attached or bittersweet parting, in...a long time. Longer than Scott cares to think about or admit.

“Is this right?”

“Yeah,” Scott manages around the lump in his throat. “That’s about how you do it.”

“Good, good.”

Scott tries to pull away, overbalences, and topples off the roof.

Well, fuck. Thank Aeor, he’s quick enough with his wings to flip around and mostly catch himself, gliding down in a way that could be called graceful- if it was being compared to a particularly clumsy baby slime, that is. He ends up crashing into one of the bushes at the bottom, smashing his face into the dirt, but at least nothing but his pride appears to be injured.

There’s a small crack of spacetime being bent beside him, and Noxite appears, somehow managing to convey both concern and smugness with his deadpan expression.

“Are you alright?”

“Fine, just bruised.”

“Hm.” A brief moment of silence, and then. “I told you so.”

“Oh, fuck off, Noxite.”

-

It’s not as rough a hug as the first time they hugged, nor as awkward as the second. It’s just...soft. Nice. It’s been a long time since he’s been held like this, gently, as if he deserves that kindness.

He doesn’t cry, but it’s a near thing.

Noxite doesn’t let go, not until Scott pulls away, managing a wobbly smile. “You’ve gotten better at human affection. You didn’t crush my ribs that time.”

“I haven’t crushed your ribs in a long time,” the god protests.

Scott laughs, though it sounds exhausted and bitter even to his own ears. “Uh-huh, Noxite.”

“Anyways. You’re deflecting.”

“I’m not.”

“Uh-huh. Let’s go home, then we’ll talk about the ice powers, okay?”

“Okay,” Scott says, and he lets himself relax, just a tiny bit.

#fin writes #this is peak self-indulgence #like i wrote this fic for me and only me #<3 #i hope you guys enjoy it too though

[blocksandbloops]

May I interest you in some fem!hermit!Tommy fluff for you in this trying time?

This is set in an alternative version of @redorich 's hermit!Tommy AU. Diverging from the Dream SMP's raid on Hermitcraft. All you need to know is that family trees are convoluted, Tommy's name is Clementine. She's trans, we love her, she has wings and has adopted Grian as her weird almost twin brother.

After the whole "Dreamon" and "invasion" mess the Dream SMP folk didn't expect to hear much from the hermits besides the ones who attended MCC. They thought that the two servers would just continue to exist, independent of one another. Just drifting through the void mere inches apart but never really touching.

Oh how wrong they were.

The hermits were friendly but they had absolutely underestimated just how friendly.

Apparently, the moment Clementine so much as breathed a word about how much she missed her biological family, Scar -ever the kind and helpful mayor that he was- decided to throw a beach party!

Since Clemmy's extended family was pretty large and they didn't want anyone to feel left out, it was an open invitation to everyone on the Dream SMP as long as they behaved.

That point was driven home when a few people, like Antfrost and his unhealed, dog bitten asscheek, mentioned how upsetting the Hermits was definitely not a good idea.

(Deep down they knew that the reason they were really doing this was because the hermits were worried about them. The Dream SMP was just a bunch of traumatized children according to them. They weren't wrong in that assumption but no one wanted to admit that.)

So, when the day of the beach party finally dawned, they all put on their least threatening outfits and packed up their supplies, (where Tubbo got the surf board nobody wanted to question) and entered the portal just like they had done a few months prior.

A few things were different though, the sun was bright and beaming in the sky, soft puffy white clouds rolled by, only promising gentle shade instead of the dreary air of yesteryear.

The shopping district had been rebuilt from it's smoky ruins and they finally all had time to appreciate the lovingly built shops and roads. It looked so beautiful and vibrant, you could practically feel the fact that summer was in full swing.

The smell of nectar and sea salt drifted through the air, sweetening even the sourest of moods. This is what peace was to the hermits. This was their everyday. They were so lucky and they didn't even realize it.

Some people were taking notes of all the different building styles with bright eyes, hoping to replicate some of it when they got home, others were suddenly hit with a feeling of bitter inadequacy of it compared to their homes. Is this what a world without war could look like?

But, no matter the gloomy musings of the few, they were all here to let go for a day! To celebrate the good times and to kick back for seemingly the first time in forever.

Their welcome party this time simply consisted of one person.

It was a strange sight, seeing the Hermits' admin Xisuma without a mask on, wearing a god awful hawaiian shirt that Keralis had thrown at him with glee the moment he mentioned that he didn't have something to wear, and again, were those, gods forbid crocks?

"'Ello everyone! Wow this is quite the turn up. Scar wished he could be here to greet you all personally, but he's still too busy helping the others preparing for the barbecue, so you're stuck with me for the time being.

Now, if you'll kindly follow me, we set everything up pretty close to here, so we'll be there in a minute."

The walk over to the beach was short, but just as scenic as the rest of the server.

Warm, golden sand, gently lapping waves and lush plant life. The sound of the hermits' laughter and soft music filled the air as the smell of the previously mentioned barbecue proved a welcome distraction from whatever the hell was happening on the far right side of the beach (the ZIT trio built a karaoke machine. It was Zedaph's idea. It was also a horrible idea but they didn't seem to realize that yet.)

As they began to debate a plan of attack, no wait. ... fun? enjoyment? eh whatever.

A tall man jogged up to the group. Some people recognized him as Mumbo Jumbo, that one british guy with the mustache. Others, however, as that semi-scary redstone wizard who managed to create extremely powerful potion launchers during the invasion.

He was dressed just as down to earth as the others, holding a tall glass of lemonade in his hand and wearing a (quite goofy) sunhat he borrowed from Ren.

He was explaining something to X in hushed tones (something or other about a minor fire at the barbecue table?) When he looked past the gathering of guests and out towards the path that they had come from, and screeched.

"GRIAN PLEASE I'M HOLDING LEMONADE DON'T!" X reached over and grabbed the glass from his hands just in time for a cackling, feathered ball of something to crash into Mumbo, knocking him into the water with an audible "oof".

There was wild thrashing as the two tried to orient themselves, Grian somehow climbing onto Mumbo's back.

"CLEMMY! COME HELP ME DROWN MUMBO!" Grian waved towards a cluster of trees to their left, underneath which a small gathering of hermits was enjoying a bit of a reprieve from the sun.

"NOT YOU TOO!" came the mustachioed man's scream of distress.

Clementine, the whole terrifying six feet and three inches of a woman that she was, took off running to the water at full tilt towards the struggling brits.

Mumbo, having already formed a strategy in his head, did a perfect T-pose and feel backwards into the water, bringing down a screaming Grian with him. Clementine did a graceful swan dive into the water (how she executed that shall be left for viewer interpretation) and happily joined the fray, even the distressed calls of Stress behind her because "Gods damn it Clemmy! I spent an hour on your hair! And now it's ruined!" couldn't persuade her to give up on her mission to cause as much friendly chaos as possible.

She climbed out of the water a few minutes later, her hair a mess and a bright smile on her face.

"Techie! Wilby! Tubbo! Thank you guys so much for coming! I'm really glad that you could make it." She hugged them each close, enjoying the comfort of having them all together again.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Techno relaxed his posture, trying not to fidget too much. He was getting better with crowds but it was still a lot.

"You may think he's joking but he literally dragged Quackity all the way to the portal because he was too busy doing his eyeliner and would've made us late." Wilbur snickered when she leaned in to hug him, earnings him one of her patented ear-splitting laughs.

"I got a recording of it!" Tubbo proudly announced, pulling out his video camera

while still holding an arm around her.

"ABSOLUTELY NOT! LET ME HAVE SOME DIGNITY MAN!" The aforementioned Mr. Fattest Ass in the cabinet screamed indignantly as soon as he got within hearing range.

"Quackity you never had any dignity. It's too late for that." Techno flicked the duck shapeshifter on the head, earning him even more annoyed rambling which he just chose to ignore.

"Well, I'm glad that that's settled, now, I have some people I'd like for you to meet."

She directed them towards the group sitting in the shade, which consisted of False, (a now soaking wet) Grian, Stess, Mumbo (who also looked like a disgruntled cat that was just given a bath), Iskall and Ren.

Meanwhile Doc and Cleo had a little cornered off area they'd nicknamed the "cool kids club" (it was because around this time the sun got strong enough to actually burn her and Doc just felt slightly iffy about the water, since he was, ya know, half robot.)

Clemmy threw herself down on a blanket in front of a grumbling Stress who set about actually making her hair look presentable.

Niki sat down next to them and began discussing the merits of different styles to put Clemmy's hair into.

Ranboo sheepishly sat down next to Cleo's lawn chair folding all of his gangly limbs under himself.

Wilbur happily plopped himself down next to Ren on a blanket and began to hum along to the other's guitar.

Techno lay dow his cape, deciding that a nap was the best course of action in that moment.

Fundy hesitated for a second before going down to the shore to relax and just put his feet in the water for now.

Philza, the awkward dad that he was, chose to sit down close enough to the girls that he'd be able to hear what they were talking about without intruding.

Tubbo placed his stuff down by Clemmy's feet and ran out to the shore with his surf board in hand.

Going through so many conflicts in such a short amount of time really tires a person out, especially ones as young as the ones from the SMP so getting this afternoon of rest truly helped ease some of the stress given to them by recent events.

(Beach episode pog?)

Of course, this little get together wasn't without it's faults. About two hours in Doc accidentally trampled False's sand castle, who in retaliation teamed up with Cleo to dump water on him while he was relaxing.

This little conflict evolved into a battle to see who could build the biggest and grandest sand castle between "Team Himbo" and "Team Women" (one of those was coined by Clemmy). Puffy and Stress set up a good system of transporting sand from point A to point B, allowing them to move faster. False got placed on detailing duty while Niki brought refreshments for the rest of the team. Alyssa was mostly helping out wherever she could, as Cleo worked her armour stand magic to make their castle feel even more alive.

Clemmy just shouted encouragements and bullied the opposing team.

(The member list of Team Himbo has been redacted to avoid any drama about who might qualify as a himbo in the given circumstances)

Somehow the guys managed to convince Techno to join them, which immediately stacked odds in their favor to which Eret and Iskall, being the non-binary legends they are, decided to side with Team Women, now renamed to "Team Prettier Than You".

Their building contest laated for another hour before X decided to try to stop them (it wasn't because of the time. It was because TFC and Grian started shouting things about structural integrity and adding stone parts to the walls and the contestants actually listened when he decided that it was getting out of hand.)

Then it was time to actually enjoy the barbecue. Techno surprised everyone with how delicious his baked potatoes ended up. Beef also got to flex his skills a little with, as you guessed it, beef.

Tubbo and Tango sadly had to eat further away then everyone because the moment they got within ten feet of the fire something mysteriously combusted.

After that, the ZIT trio busted out the karaoke machine and the night went from good to great.

The old Team Star was dared to sing a rendition of Hermit Gang and everyone younger than 25 felt physical distress during some parts.

The sleepy bois (+Tubbo) sang a cover of "Your new boyfriend" (Techno got surprisingly into it) and then Wilbur swiped Ren's guitar to sing some Taylor Swift songs (accompanied by Tubbo on a synth he seemingly pulled out of nowhere) in that one weird accent he can do which had most people wheezing on the floor from laughter after the first song.

Niki threw down a german cover of Say So by Doja Cat. Grian, Phil and Tommy were unconsciously doing the parrot dancing thing. It was great.

Quackity sang something in spanish and Karl and Sapnap made over exaggerated swooning noises.

Skeppy and Bad did a duet. It was as adorable as it sounds.

Some other people also came on stage, belting out songs in such horridly broken voices that I'll spare you the details. Let's just say, nails scratching chalkboards would sound better.

And that was most of the festivities over with.

The last thing on the agenda? A meteor shower. How did they set it up? Clemmy's weird star child thing. The aforementioned girl was huddled close together with her family as they watched the comets streak across the clear sky (all electronics and artificial lights were shut off for the night) and Melohi played from a jukebox in the corner.

Fundy was laying his head in Dream's lap, the other boy was softly threading his fingers through his almost fiance's orange hair while leaning heavily on George and trying not to let sleep claim him as it had the fox (no one knew how this happened, all they were aware of is that the three had disappeared sometime during the sand castle contest only to reemerge having finally talked things through and come to an agreement that they all seemed happy with).

Ranboo, Niki, Puffy and Eret were collapsed in a happy pile just vibing.

The sleepy bois, who were for once actually sleepy, all wore matching flower crowns braided together by Stress's experienced fingers (and Wilbur's rather clumsy ones). Phil and her had managed to come to an agreement of unofficial joint custody after he witnessed Techno embarrassedly lean down to let her place a crown of golden flowers upon his head and saw his internal beam of pride when she called him "handsome".

The boys never really had a mother he mused, maybe she could teach them kindness where he couldn't.

Another surprise addition to the family was the owner of the third pair of wings in the cuddle pile. Phil didn't expect to end up with any more children at this point in his life, but Grain and Clemmy were practically attached at the hip and it felt wrong to even think about separating them.

He only hoped that those two wouldn't cause too much chaos especially when teamed up with Tubbo.

In the end, everyone drifted off to sleep, one by one they closed their eyes on their most perfect day. Praying for whatever might be out there, that they'll have many more moments just like this.

Well,

almost everyone.

Callahan chuckled as he walked back up to his spot with Alyssa farther away from the others. shutting off his camera after cycling through the pictures he took of everyone looking goofy while sleeping (His favorite is the one where Clemmy was very visibly munching on Techno's hair). He may not use those as blackmail but he sure ass hell was going to tease them about it later. He fell asleep there on that hill, drifting off to comforting rest like the others.

After that? Life moved on.

It was chaotic sure, and not perfect.

But it was theirs. They grew up slowly, learning to be kind to one another, how to grow with one another.

Life wasn't always perfect but hey, they had each other. And in the end? That's all that mattered.

#mcyt #dream smp #long post #i am not tagging them all #hermitcraft #lesbianinnit #sleepyblr #sleepyboys inc #hermit!tommy au #fluff #dream smp fanfiction #hermitcraft fanfiction #fanfiction #sleepyboys centric #other people are mentioned tho #trans!tommyinnit #mtf!Tommyinnit

[nerdyenby]

Red time :D I’m watching Ranboo

I am so behind on vods but it’s MCC day baby!!!!!!!

This team is gonna be so good, so silly but I think they could win

THE DRESS IS STUNNING KING but why the magenta eye makeup?? it adds to the unhinged vibe lol

Ranboo doesn’t know what sequins are?????

“I don’t mean anything that I say ever, any of the time, just so everyone knows” my streamer

HAPPY ROSH HASHANAH EVERYONE!!! <333

“Don’t be pissed at me if I don’t do well ❤️” why are they like this /pos

Ranboo’s religious side screaming for help every time he wears a dress 😭😭😭

Bad news: freedom of speech isnow behind a paywall, Good news: the money goes to charity

The M rating is exclusively so they can say death threats

“I swear to god, be funny!!! ‘Haha I said funny jokes’ I KILL YOU!! Guys it’s all jokes <3 it’s all jokes and it’s all love <333”

Shelby INSTANTLY gaslighting Ranboo into believing the audibly farted, I adore this duo with all my soul

Ran and Shelby are now pushoverduo <333 /s

WATER DOESNT HAVE A TASTE

I love this team so much

You can watch Ranboo but watch out, it’s a slippery slope to the “HELP HELPPPPP” vocal stim

Bingo enthusiasts my beloved

Ranboo just screaming when Shelby called them sexist 😂😂😂

Michael is a genuinely good sandkeeper, he just needs a team that will hype him up and respect him

The way I knew exactly where Ran was going lmao

Ranboo staring into the camera when they start talking about saw

Oh…. Ok……

Bingo but Fast

BINGOOOOOOOOOO

I missed bingo so much, it’s not even funny

He found a Michael you guys

“Wait can we take fall damage?” “I don’t think so” *falls to his death*

Gosh, I am still not used to the new caves, they’re so beautiful and scary

“I’m so smell and dumb :(” “that’s okay!!”

Holy crap the top 4 teams are all so close

“That was fun… well, it’s all downhill from here” SHELBY 😂😂😂

Parkour Tag

Them being excited to play it because they all hate it lol

Ran losing their absolute mind in parkour tag, maybe this game is fun

Shane is killing me actually

“I don’t feel strongly about anything” same!!!

This team is so funny holy

“Oh we’re in tenth right now” “No we’re not” Shane 😂😂😂

“Guys we’re better than a bunch of 40 year olds” “they’re not 40!!!!!” “They’re 50 theyre 50 theyre 50” this team oh my god

Ran calling Skeppy homophobic and Shane’s “I mean… is it-?”

“Who are we going up against? Who am I?” “You’re Ranboo” “Oh ok, that’s right” their chemistry has no right to be so good what the

I love Joel and Shane’s rivalry, neither of them know why they’re rivals but they are

I haven’t laughed this hard in absolute ages holy

Meltdown

“I can’t believe we have beef with the goddamn Pack”

“Are we supposed to be doing something?” THATS MY S-TIER

Tubbo threatening to tweet Ran’s address, beeduo crumbs /s /s /s

Red and pink’s beef is the funniest thing ever oh my god

Hole in the Wall

They’re so all over the place they mean everything to me

My streamer’s favorite color is 3, so true

“Skeppy’s having problems” “aren’t we all?”

The reactions to Shane saying his nose is bleeding lmao “What we’re you inhaling?” “Air”

“GUYS ITS BLUE- oh wait, it’s red” Shane 😭😭😭

“We’re all just gamers” “We’re all gay” so true

SHELBY POPPING OFFFFFFFF

Everyone hyping her up <333

Ranboo insisting they’re not bothered by different pronunciations whilst sounding progressively more bothered

Parkour Warrior

Ranboo?? Screaming????? Noooo…. /s

Vod muted Sadge

They’re popping off!!!!!!

Ran screaming at purpled to get a job and then instantly apologizing 😂😂😂

That drop lmao, it happens to Ran’s team every time

Ranboo got prescribed adhd meds today FINALLY /lh (I’m a psychology student and have adhd lol)

Skybattle

They’re surviving!!!!

Ran 2nd!!!!!!

Them avenging Michael’s honor my beloved

Shelby and Shane hiding in a hole lol

SHANE WILDIN

SHANE’S LEVI PLAY WHAT THE?!????!?!!

I could go off about how the amount of alcohol on MCC day correlates to how chill contemporary events are, everyone’s just here for a good time and it’s so much better this way

TGTTOSAWAF

WHY ARE WE PLAYING TGTTOS?????? I thought the final two were sands and grid :( /nm

Nothing like spontaneous karaoke over discord <333

“I AM FULLY STRAIGHT, I AM SO GODDAMN STRAIGHT, I AM NOT TILTED”

Ran was tabbed out but I’m imagining Michael and Scar holding the door open for each other lol

I have a headache lol

Grid Runners

I’m actually entirely okay with this tbh

Shane cheating pogchamp

Ran and Shelby “no u”-ing in the stone pyramid lol

That search the house was CLEAN

THEYRE SO GOOD AT THIS HOLY SHIT!!!!!!

Michael is so tipsy lmao

Ranboo in third, who woulda thunk

Dodgebolt

This was an amazing time, this team was wild

Oli v Ollie!!!!!!

“Everyone’s scared of Jojo and they should be” SO TRUE SHELBY SHUBBLE

“I actually have seen Sapnap miss these” lmao Shane

Them chanting Gem’s name <333

Aw rip, gg

Great times, great vibes <3

#mcc34 #mc championship #ranboo #shubble #firebreathman #michael mcchill #nerdy’s mcc reactions #cw swearing

[riacte]

Soo I know mcc is not as hyped up or popular as it was a few years ago, but I still find it great and cannot wait for it to come back. Therefore, for this hiatus, here are 3 winning povs I recommend to watch! I am pretty proud of this list bc I included all 3 seasons and 12 different players! It s a pretty self-indulgent list, buuut i think they are all great and all deserve a watch if you have not before

Season 1: MCC 9 Blue Bats (Hbomb, False Symetry, Rendog and Fruitberries). Out of all the teams of this list, this one is by far the most famous, and they absolutely deserve this fame! After all, its impact in mcyt is incredible, the only other teams that are as remembered are probably mcc 4 Purple Pandas (the sbi team) and mcc 17 Orange Ocelots, and it was the 1st time the hermits won mcc. The Blue Bats 9 were the ultimate underdogs, and each member of the team proved to everyone how freaking good they are in the coolest way posible. Also, the vibes were so, so good, and it was just a really epic event. It is been more than 2 years, and I still think those survival games are the best there has been in mcc history. Finally, I am pretty sure this team indirectly caused Hbomb being in vault hunters and freaking treebark, so good for em. And I could go on and on about this team, but there is a reason I am writing this in Ria´s blog lol, just scroll down!! You won´t regret it! In summary, obligatory watch and the definition of a legendary win. (Ren please come back, we all miss you. Especially False.)

Season 2: MCC 23 Orange Ocelots (Quig, Eret, Inthelittlewood and F1nnister). Look. I feel like crazy every time I say this team is incredible bc no one else seems to get it. But this pov is the definition of vibes. This team is made up of 4 random ccs who had almost no contact to each other before the event, it was the 1st time some of them even talked. And still they had the most wholesome, fun vibes ever. They were just so supportive of each other (Quig and Eret were really into getting Martyn his 1st win bc they watched him when they were kids, that was so cute), and it is so obvious they did not expect to win, it was such a close event with a lot of strong teams that in theory were better than orange. I think they were in 6th place until the 5th game or so. But still they did it by being absolute badasses and having some of the best communication I have ever seen in mcc (that parkour tag is just beautiful). Also they all really deserved that win, period. Both Quig and Finn seem to have left mcc very soon after this event, and Eret and Martyn have not teamed up again since, and this is literally my Roman Empire :(. Look people, just watch mcc 23, most povs from that event were a blast, apart from Orange I really recommend Red (the other team in dodgebolt, who did incredibly well and also deserved to win), Lime and Purple

Season 3: MCC 31 Red Rabbits (Jojosolos, OllieGamerz, CapitanGato and Shadoune). Okay, this one is kind of tricky to recomment bc for most of the event they talk in Spanish, BUT. I am Hispanic, and this mcc meant a lot. It was just so cool to see people who talked in my first language in an event I had loved for so long. As I have seen some confusion about this, I will clarify that Shadoune is not Hispanic, he s French, but he speaks Spanish very well and has been a part of that side of the mc community for long, so he s adopted i guess lol. But yeah, this team was amazing, I will never get tired of seeing Jojo dominate and prove the goddamn reddit wrong. She is just such a cool player. Her leadership skills are unmatched, like that team included two brand new players, and Shadoune had only played once. And they still won!!! The vibes were excellent. Ollie has become a player I always look forward to, he s just very chill and he was so proud of himself that mcc for knowing the "lore" (aka writing weird dunk in chat). I will never not laugh at Gato doing a 1v3 in dodgebolt and not realizing how big of a deal that is lmao. And Shadoune had to deal with a lot of technical issues during the event, but he was still great. Also, he has a very fun personality, I like seeing such a good and competitive player, basically a legend in the Hispanic circles of minecraft, being as enthusiastic as he is. During the irl mcc event he was basically jumping from happiness :)

Okay, long post, but I wanted to talk about some of my favourite teams (there are many other great ones!). I think sometimes we look back and only remember the drama and discourse, and it is true it has been so many events they might not seem as special anymore. A lot of iconic players have left as well. But we have had lots of incredible moments. A lot of new, great players have joined relatively recently and are so excited to show the community what they are capable of: Impulse, Owen, FireBreathMan, Bekyamon, DarkEyebrows, Wallibear... Like people, players who are now iconic participants such as Purpled, Scar and Jojo did not join until well into season 2! Show the newbies your love! The non-canon events have also been great (pride, scuffed my beloved, party, twitch rivals). I look forward to the future :)

Sorry for using your blog for my rant, it is just the local newspaper for me hehe. You are more than free to not awnser if you feel like it, I just wanted to write my thoughts somewhere lmao

Yayyy I really appreciate the effort it took to type all this out! MCC still has its fun bits despite everything :)) Thanks for the submission to the newspaper LMAO and yep great POVs! (Looking at the Blue Bats one with wide pleading eyes)

#ask box #answered #mcc

[literaphobe]

i was wondering if you have a favorite mcc, or a favorite perspective/team from one. im sort of new to the dsmp stuff and ive been watching a lot of mcc streams but im not to sure where to start.

i haven’t seen all that many mcc streams tbh but my fave is mcc11!! w dream george sapnap n karl :D that was such a lovely team and they were all so sweet and positive n happy despite all the problems despite the fact that karl’s internet crashed n dream missed an entire game because he got. swatted???? n still ranked FIRST individually he was THAT cracked n like

i liked watching dream’s perspective despite the fact that there was a long afk period n a long period of him playing muted like when he absolutely DOMINATED in sky battle n when he DESTROYED everyone in parkour warrior the entire course he was the only one who finished it the organizers literally tried so hard to make the obstacle course impossible to beat so everyone had a super hard time but dream STILL beat it n the admin was so pissed he BLEW UP the obstacle course........ and dream’s reaction.... he was like “oh no :( he’s mad that i beat it :(“ but also he pulled through so hard for his team n sapnap got to like the final stage of the course n got 2nd right behind dream that was so cool...... it was so mesmerizing and comforting to watch :(

also them getting into the finals was so beautiful..... like george telling dream “i expect two for two, okay dream?” n dream GOT the two for two as instructed and they were all so happy.... and telling george he had to clutch if dream got eliminated because he would be targeted and george DID clutch he did SO well they were such a power duo in dodge bolt...... i feel like if dream n george get into the finals as a team it’s literally oVER like they already won they’re so cool

and also George’s perspective is definitely worth it n fun to watch like. when dream finally unmuted in the middle of mcc george was so happy he lit up n he was like YEAHHHH DREAMS BACK DREAMS BACK!!! also when george’s cat came into his room 🥺 n he HELD her and played w her n spoke to her in Baby n did the little. he held her n made her Bounce idk how to explain it. it was very endearing. n the cat started to Eat his wires n he freaked out n the game was about to start??? n karl was like throw [the cat] out???? that was SO funny n yeah it was just so soft n so FUNNY when they would be like WINNERS POV!!!! WINNERS POV!!!! n they actually won 🥺

like just. so many funny n happy vibes they were so supportive n patient w karl too. i love mcc11 i want it back so bad. can we get a dream george quackity team up next. idk who i REALLY want to be in the team but quackity usually doesn’t do super well in mcc so since dream is really good it feels like they’d be allowed to team together??? n they should??? quackity DESERVES to be an mcc winner ok

#ask #wow i said INFO dump huh #mcc #mcyt #dream smp #dream team #dreamwastaken #georgenotfound #sapnap #karl jacobs #dnf #now can someone send me an ask asking about #my fave minecraft manhunt moments #idek who reads my asks but #if im directly asking u know im down bad