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@trulymightypotato I was your gifter for the @mcytblraufest exchange this gave me so much trouble I just hope at least one of these pieces are enough for what you hoped.
There was a lot of characters proposed to work with and a lot of ideas I had. I got so caught up in the au portion of the event I didn’t realize for a while that by definition the dad!Sparkles by itself is enough canon divergence/crossover to absolutely caught as minor au at least asdfghjkl.
So for that reason I have have a couple ideas, both different aus with dad!Sparkles as the core concept :) I’ll leave them below the cut since its a lot of text PLUS bonus concept au and sketch I didn’t use or finish ;)
First is ender dragon Captain and his kid Tubbo, they travel a lot and end up moving around for various reasons. But they’re together and have a good time. The ambience oft he first piece is a kinda creepy forest but neither of them mind because they’re travelling together and having a good time.
The next two aus feature the Mianite universe, since you listed it and i was so genuinely excited to work with it I completely blindsided a lot of other stuff I could have utilized (sorry, i hope the Mianite stuff was a nice call tho I saw you liked some oft he crossover art others have done :) )
So second pic is new father Sparkles in the armour of Ianite introducing his son to his goddess. Ianite’s happy to see her champion happy and to meet Tubbo.
Third is of a slightly older Tubbo hanging out with the Mianite champions Lots of nostalgia for me to get to draw the crew. Don’t mind the style shift i didn’t want to line a third piece I was losing steam story. SO lineless it is!
I had more ideas. I wanted to do some within the dsmp canon universe more and one within the origins universe but I as so burnt out after these 3 pieces I decided to just call my loss and submit what I have.
Below though is a 5th, most complicated idea I had started with that I couldn’t follow through with because of complexity. It has more world building and ideas. I am not a writer sadly though, not enough for a gift exchange so it is not a coherent story, just an idea and an unfinished sketch.
The idea for the au was a weird mix of origin smp and Mianite lore, wherein the Captain is the prince of the starborne. The starborn as a people are created by Ianite who watches over their nation. The royal family are direct descendants of Ianite. There is also unofficial legend that each heir of the kingdom undergoes some manner of divine mission or journey to become who they are for succession. Fore example Spark, Ianite’s husband, was the founder of the nation. That was his journey. Next his daughter Martha who cured her kingdom of a blight/plague called The Taint. Jordan as her son in this retrieved The Heart of Ianite after it was stolen by Dianite’s followers.
What I wanted to do if I had the time and energy was a mini comic explaining this lore, Sparkles explaining that as Tubbo is older he would likely soon see himself on his own journey. The idea was that this journey would consist of Ianitee!Tubbo meeting Dianitee!Tommy and Mianitee! Ranboo and travelling with them to solve a conspiracy between the three peoples. Along the way they would question their own faiths and would all switch their paths, with Ranboo feeling connected with Ianite, Tommy finding himself surprised by how comforted he is by Mianite, and Tubbo finding freedom in Dianite.
There was some probably disconnected thoughts such as tying Watcher lore into the Ianitee court, with Grian and Pearl as Ianitee’s under that idea, with Grian defecting to Dianite at some point but it had no place in this plot just stray ideas.
Anyways if you read this far I just hope something in here was appealing and lived up to what you wanted from this exchange :] Have a good day!
#dsmp#dsmp mianite au#mianite#tubbo#captainsparklez#captainsparkles#ianite#synhd#omgitsfirefox#iijerichoii#mcytblr AU fest#hourspost#hoursart#tags are difficult
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anyways if you want to get into mianite watch fyreuk (they did a lot of the buildings for season one as "the wizards", and you've definitely seen at least one of their builds - they were responsible for fallen kingdom's set!) and/or waglington (also one of the wizards in season one, but split off and is one of the heroes in season two!!!)
if you havent watched season one yet - mianite was started by tom synhd and tucker "jericho" boner, and their povs have the entire thing from the start! if their povs aren't really your taste, sonja omgitsfirefox (she was the third person to be added who stayed! she's great!) & captain jordan sparklez (you know who he is) are the other two Main povs of season one, and all four of them have povs of season two as well.
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(I was going through my drafts and found the start of a marthathemystic x omgitsfirefox fic i was working on that i just stopped working on immediately i had a working title of either tipping the scales or a bit of madness. I was having trouble writing so this is all i have)
"It really isn't that bad, hahaha. I've seen the face of true un ending darkness, kissed the void twice these these things are normal." She gestures around the room. There was nothing, Martha frowned. "Firefox.. perhaps you've been digging too deeply into some queer arts please i implore you." Her words were cut off by the sudden grip on her shoulders Sonja stood staring intently yet somehow her gaze remains unfocused qnd distant at Martha. "You don't get it dl you I finally understand it. She let's go and takes a step back spinning and gesturing to her work area her desk covered in layers of paper filled with ancient letters and magic sigil that made Martha's head hurt just from looking at it. "I can see it all so clearly
#omgitsfirefoxx#martha the mystic#mianite#mianite au#it was going to be about sonja dragging martha into thaumcraft and through the surreal eldrich nature of becoming a thaumaturge#it helps grant martha clarity on her own situation and place as a newly minted god with a bit of romance thrown in#i will not continue this
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I love how ur anons calls Syndicate and CaptainSparklez by their usernames but called Omgitsfirefox and Iijerichoii by their real names instead 😭 I don't think anyone knows waglington real name tho
thats how people used to talk about them in the mianite days tho! syndicate or tom, captainsparklez, tucker, and sonja (plus tuckers username is just all sorts of weird so no one was gonna go through the effort to type all that out). also that was how they referred to each other in the lore so i think thats how the naming conventions got started. but yeah idk who tf waglington was lmao
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so i realized i haven’t posted these yet, so here have three drawings! days 4, 5, and 6 of Nerftober, a nerf weapon, an NPC, and a streamer respectively!
#andor#mianite#nerftober#omgitsfirefox#i’m ehhh about these but i like andor’s pose#also i drew the nerf gun with no ref in like 15 minutes i’m proud i’ve improved
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Please do Not give a Raccoon a knife
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Each of us live a different life~
That was horrible. 06/11/19
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I’m currently doing my annual Mianite re-watch, if anyone is also doing so or is somehow just now stumbling upon it, PM me! I need someone to share my love of this dying series with!
#mianite#dianite#ianite#captainsparklez#iijerichoii#omgitsfirefox#prosyndicate#mianite season one#mianite season two#minecraft
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Unofficial Season Three
It is here! Mianite Season Three - unofficially, that is!
Will be crossposted on AO3 and FF.net soon, and links will be added accordingly.
Without further ado, here is chapter one of Unofficial Mianite Season Three - Title Pending!
Chapter 1 - A Whole New World
The fall through the void warped their sense of time. The heroes knew they’d been falling for a while, but there was nothing that actually showed the passage of time. They didn’t get hungry or tired, which was a blessing as their items had disappeared the moment they jumped into the opened void in Ruxomar.
They lost Andor to the darkness after he’d tried to glide off and find something in the pitch darkness of the void, and both Mot and Dianite had disappeared as soon as they’d started falling.
They were stuck. And there was a weightless feeling in the pit of their stomachs, which would seem to indicate that they were falling. But there was no air whistling past their ears - or maybe there was, and they’d long grown used to it. It was silent, but an agreed upon silence - they could try to talk if they wanted, but it felt wrong to break such a complete quiet. Like there was something the void itself had to say, and only by quieting themselves could they even begin to try and hear and understand.
The heroes fell in a circle, holding hands so they could be assured of each other’s presences’. Jordan held tight to Tom and Martha, Wag to Martha and Tucker, and Sonja to Tucker and Tom. They weren’t able to talk to each other, as the darkness of the void pressed into them, invading their lungs and silencing their vocal cords.
Then, Tom squeezed his hand and pointed down, with their fingers intertwined, and coughed out a single word.
“Light.”
Jordan immediately looked down, and squinted against the tiny pinprick of blinding light beneath them. It was smaller than a star, but brighter than the sun. As they watched, the pinprick grew to the size of his thumb, then his fist, then the diameter of his arm
Was this it? Would they finally leave this darkness?
There was a bright flash, and they were falling through a blue sky.
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A menagerie of color assaulted their eyes as they each flailed their limbs and tried to orient themselves. The group broke apart as a sudden blast of air ripped their hands apart. Someone was screaming, and based on prior experience Jordan guessed it was Tucker or Tom.
Martha and Wag shot past the rest of them, their limbs folded and hands connected, aiming for the ground below. Jordan squinted and managed to make out a few blocks of blue, possibly a water pool they had spotted. It was amazing they had, considering it was only a couple blocks wide. He didn’t spend much time surveying the land for another one; they were coming up on the ground fast and there was no time to waste if they intended to survive.
He spread his arms and legs wide to get to Tom, still kicking and screaming his head off. After his own shouts were whipped away by the wind, he resorted to grabbing Tom’s hand and aiming them both towards the water. Tucker and Sonja saw this, and clumsily flapped towards each other, grabbing at each other’s arms and linking themselves together.
The ground came up to meet them fast, and Tom and Jordan just barely managed to glide over enough to land safely. The resulting splash was explosive, and it took all the air out of Jordan’s lungs. He struggled desperately to pull himself up above the surface, but Tucker and Sonja’s landing sent him spinning around again. The man kicked as hard as he could, but as soon as he was about to break the surface, a foot came out of nowhere and hit him straight in the chest. He cried out under the water, sinking as he failed to rid his lungs of the water he was inhaling. Jordan watched as his friends got out of the pool, and seemed to not notice him still underneath in the explosion of bubbles.
His vision started to go hazy. He was still sinking. Was this pool really that deep? He hadn’t thought so. He laughed as his nose burned with water. He lives that whole drop through the abyss, and then he drowns in a puddle. Ha!
He felt cold. His arms and legs had stopped working, so he floated serenely under the filtering white light. Half lidded eyes and a cold blue smile looked back at the sun. Had he been scared before? It was so beautiful down here, why would he need to be scared?
Bubbles suddenly disrupted the calm waves of the surface, and his last vision before it all went black was of an angel descending from the light above him,
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“Ughhhhhhhh!” Tom groaned as he flopped halfway out of the shallow pool, breathing hard as he kicked furiously to get his legs out of the water. “That hurrrrt!”
“It’s gonna hurt more if you don’t stop kicking water in my face!” Tucker shouted at him, coughing and spluttering as he hauled his deadened body onto dry land. He held an arm out for Sonja, but she managed without it, kicking hard against the water to haul her body out.
“Is everyone alright!?” Martha asked, her voice scratchy from swallowing water. She clung to Wag even now, their hands intertwined as he rung out his robes and she her hair, sending a cascade of water back into the pool.
“I’m good. Man, that was awesome!” Tom grinned widely, his eyes glinting with excitement at the adrenaline rush they’d just experienced. Tucker punched him in the arm. “Ow! Shit man, my muscles still hurt!”
“That’s for splashing me,” he shot back, taking off his fingerless gloves and wringing them out. Sonja pulled her hoodie over her head and did the same, then stopped cold and looked around.
“Guys...?” They all looked at her, panic building in her eyes as she spun around and looked at all of them with fear stricken eyes.
“Where’s Jordan?”
Martha immediately started looking around to see if he’s somehow gotten out and started walking without them. Tucker, Sonja,and Tom all ran to the water’s edge, where Sonja saw a dark shadow deep in the water. “The-“
Before she even finished the word, Tom dove in headfirst and frantically started swimming downwards.
His clumsy dive sent up a plume of water and bubbles, but he pulled against the water with hard, fast strokes. Jordan was sinking further, his eyes closed. His glasses had fallen off in the crash and sunk to the dark bottom.
If there even was a bottom.
‘Just a little further!’ Tom told himself, even when his lungs burned for air and his eyes stung. Jordan was only ten feet away... five feet... three feet...
Tom collided heavily with Jordan’s still form, wrapping one arm around his waist and the other across his chest. He wasn’t anywhere near the bottom of the pool to push off of, but he kicked over to the side of the pool and pushed off that with a powerful kick.
He did it again when he slammed into the opposite wall, and once more to break the surface. Tom coughed hard, wheezing and gulping as much air as he could get. Tucker, Sonja and Wag all reached out for them, with the two men grabbing the unconscious Jordan and Sonja helping Tom out.
He took only one deep breath to recover, then was on his knees besides his friend. The zombie skinned man put his ear to Jordan’s chest, and after hearing nothing, he started pushing firmly against his chest.
“Do you know CPR, Tom?” Sonja asked, watching as he tried to save him.
“No, but I have to try!” he reasoned harshly with her, before tilting Jordan’s lolling head back, pinching his nose, and tightly sealing his lips against cold blue ones. He absentmindedly thinks that the sight would be extremely awkward if he weren’t attempting to save his friend’s life.
Two breaths, 30 chest compressions. Those were the numbers he remembered from the class he took a long time ago, so that’s what he was going with. As he pushed down harder, Tom felt his friend’s ribs give under his hands, and he forced himself to not stop. Ribs were supposed to crack, he thought to himself, that's how you get to the lungs. He could only hope he didn’t somehow injure Jordan permanently.
Everyone searched their pockets for something to help but nothing had stayed with them in the cross between worlds. Not that they would have had much to help anyways, but the feeling of helplessness was only amplified with there being no need to search for something.
So they stood and watched as Tom went back and forth between chest compressions and breaths, holding his ear to Jordan’s chest in between each set. He could hear the air rushing out of the unconscious man’s lungs, but that came along with the bubbling of the water stuck inside his body.
Silent minutes passed, with no change. It seemed wrong to make noise while one of their friends was possibly dead.
Martha was the first to crack, burrowing her head in Wag’s shoulder and quietly sobbing. Wag wrapped an arm around her small frame, and Tucker and Sonja reached for each other’s hands, eyes fixated on the ground.
After countless amounts of repetition later, Tom sat back and watched his friend’s chest. Beyond the breath he’d given Jordan, there was no movement… except…
Yes! It was slight, but Jordan’s chest rose! “Jordan!” Tom cried, attacking his chest with new hope.
The rest of the group had started at Tom’s shout, but they gathered closer and watched Jordan’s face. Was that a grimace, or just a fake movement made by Tom? Did his lips just move?
“Come on Jordan, wake up! You can’t die on us that easily!” Tom encouraged with a grin, trying to hide tears.
Jordan’s eyes snapped open, and he rolled over onto his side and promptly vomited. Tucker, in the line of fire, jumped out of the way with a yelp, but the rest of the group cheered his name. Jordan was alive!
Tom and Wag helped the weak man to his hands and knees to avoid vomiting on himself, then Tom gently rubbed his back as he let all the water he’d breathed violently leave his body.
Even after the majority of the water was gone, he continued to dry heave, tears coming to his eyes as he whimpered and cried. Finally, he sat back on his legs, putting his face into his hands and sobbing heavily.
“Oh, Jordan, you’re ok, it’s ok. Shhh.” Sonja cooed, sitting down beside him and wrapping her arms around him, sharing her half-dry warmth. Martha accidentally hit a tender spot on Jordan’s chest and he yelled in pain. She immediately apologized and he accepted it with a small nod.
Tom stood, swaying, and motioned to Tucker.
“Gimme your glove.”
He paused in the middle of wringing out his hat he had smartly stashed it in his pocket before they’d all jumped. “What?”
“Gimme your glove.”
“Why?”
Tom rolled his eyes. “Cause it’s the closest thing to a rag around here, and Jordan needs to wash his face and mouth. Actually, gimme that too.” He snatched the hat out of his friend’s hands, and took the glove from where it was sitting on the ground. Tucker glared at him for a few seconds, trying to gather the energy to yell at him, before huffing and continuing to try and wring out his clothes. Now that Jordan was breathing and conscious, Tucker put his energy into scanning their surroundings.
Sonja and Martha had managed to get Jordan sitting up on his own, hugging his knees and breathing heavily. The man stared at nothing and Tom wanted to cry. Those eyes shouldn’t be that vacant, not ever. They should be bright, full of light and happiness.
He dunked both Tucker’s hat and glove into the pool, filling the hat as much as he could with water his friend could wash his mouth out with.
Martha immediately took the glove and gently gave it to Jordan, guiding his shaking hand up to his mouth. He barely responded to her touch, allowing her to wipe at the vomit on his chin and cheek.
Tucker cringed at the sight of his soiled glove, and quickly turned around and began digging into the wooden planks stuck in the ground. Wag ran up the hill in search of trees, or houses, or any sign of someone living from the land. Already the sun was halfway across the sky, and they needed to find a place to hide from the monsters with Jordan in his current state.
“Here, Jordan. Cup your hands, and you can wash your mouth out,” Tom nudged his friend’s legs as he kneeled and held out Tucker’s hat, still decently full of water and dripping.
Jordan’s reaction was immediate and surprisingly explosive. He jerked back, knocking Sonja down and cringing. “No!”
Tom’s heart broke at hearing his cracked voice laced with fear. “Come on Jordan, don’t you want to get all that nasty stuff out of your mouth?” He shook his head, his body shaking both from cold and fear.
“No water. I’m... I’m fine.” He tried to fake a smile, but his rapid breathing devolved into a cough. Afterwards, he spat on the ground in front of him, a watery yellowish color.
Sonja and Tom exchanged glances, realizing that fighting this battle probably wouldn’t be worth it with Jordan in this state. And a gross mouth wasn’t that big of a deal anyways, if Jordan didn’t mind. The zombie skinned man sighed, dumping the water onto the ground and trying to wash away the vomit, which was already starting to stink in the still air.
The girls quietly mumbled kind words to Jordan, rubbing his back and brushing his wet hair out of his face. Jordan focused solely on bringing his breathing back under control. With nothing else to do to help until they found or made shelter, Tom stood and finally surveyed the world they’d arrived in.
They had landed in what he assumed was the base of surrounding hills. In the distance, weirdly shaped cliffs scraped against the sky. He tilted his head all the way back, as if he would see a dark hole in the sky that they had fallen from. All he did was blind himself.
What caught his eye once he blinked away the sunspots was the odd colors that popped out at him from the land. There was almost no green, and instead his eyes were drawn to the odd transition between the sand beneath his feet and the course dirt a few meters away. Stone poked out of the earth in odd places, and there was podzol and grass side by side.
After glancing back and reassuring himself that Jordan would be alright, he trekked up the steep hill to get a better survey of the land. “What a great start we’ve had already,” he groaned to himself, vaulting over a jumble of loose cobblestone and gasping at the sight laid out before him.
The ground was mismatched, five by five patches of different blocks splattered across the ground like paint, and most didn’t even match the environment. His eyes bulged at each new oddity. There were wooden planks of all kinds built into the ground, but the pattern was too random to be anything but a coincidence. Blocks like sponge and obsidian sat side by side, and there were gold blocks sitting right out in the open!
Tom spun to call out to Jordan and the girls about this odd and interesting world, but something stopped him.
A flicker of movement, so fast he wasn’t sure he’d seen it. Then another, across him on the crest of the opposite hill.
Then a sharp whistle from behind him, and four wolves leapt from their hiding places and raced own the hill towards his friends.
Tom started to shout a warning, but something swept his legs out from under him and he crashed to the ground, hitting his back so hard it knocked the wind out of him. He vaguely heard excited yipping nearby.
Gasping, he tried to heave air into his chest. But the sight of a person appearing out of nowhere and starting down at him knocked it out again.
The figure wore a hood, and as such their face was in shadow. One thing stood out despite that, and that was the stranger’s eyes. They glowed with energy, bright as a star, and they were enchanting. The figure stretched out a helping hand, and Tom took it without breaking eye contact.
Once on his feet, the stranger glanced down into the valley where the rest of the heroes were surrounded by wolves, on alert but not attacking. Then they turned back, and spoke in a lilting voice that somehow suited the rest of their appearance.
“Who the hell are you people?”
#mianite season 1#mianite s1#mianite season 2#mianite s2#mianite season 3#mianite s3#captainsparklez#iijerichoii#omgitsfirefox#saphira writes s3#waglington#synhd#syndisparklez
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Get ouuuuut! Get out now while you still can!
OpticNadeshot, Mianite Episode 10
#mianite#CaptainSparklez#ianite#dianite#iijeriichoii#Omgitsfirefox#amianitequoteadaykeepsthefandomfromgoingaway#OpticNadeshot#modestep#minecraft
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I ship it
#the ship name would be omgitsfirefox#it practically ships itself#omgitsfirefoxx#sonja reid#Twitter#Firefox#mine
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Send random Mianite ask Omgitsfirefox if she was in S-1
If Sonja was in S-1 I would religiously watch every one of her streams, even if it was during class.
I’m exaggerating of course, but that would be amazing man. Anywho, headcanons!
-She would a Mianitee of course, which would mean Karl would go with his first choice: Dianite
-However, I think Sonja could win him over by relating to him with how they’re both underdogs, and a little push from Mianite himself.
-Mianite would actually notice her! Jesus!
-Sonja’s island would be one huge farm
-Her house would be a cute ‘lil hut with more space underground
-Sonja and Ianite would hit it off immediately
-She would have an actual braincell, and would be an par with Jordan for figuring out puzzles and being reliable.
-Sonja and Karl collaborating on Mianite’s temple? It would look wonderful man.
-Sonja in the Mirror World? Seeing her task? That’d be amazing.
-Her task would of course be getting rid of a pet or renouncing Mianite, and it wouldn’t even be a hard choice. Mianite all the way man
-Sonja and Karl tag-teaming Mianite’s requests and such, bringing him toe to toe with the other gods.
-Mianite getting infected by the Darkness would still happen, since that was a Karl thing.
-That would open up the chance for Karl to actually follow the Darkness if he wanted to (but he most likely wouldn’t)
-Actual focus on Mianite getting corrupted! Actual resolution!
-Sonja would be the most resourceful of the bunch
-She would appear after Karl
-A new island would appear out of nowhere, a few days before she joins, which hints at her washing ashore
-Her island would be closer to Jordan, which makes building the Mianite temple interesting.
-Sonja would have her own little personal shrine to Mianite
-Jordan would still be the Team Mom, but Sonja would be the Team Aunt
-She dishes out food, but also causes shenanigans
-Sonja would think Gandus is cool, even if she didn’t agree with what she’s done.
-Sonja and Karl would have two brain cells between them, and Sonja would have it most of the time
I wish Sonja had gotten to be there ;-; I love her so much. She would bring such a fun energy to the series and make it more goofy and serious at the same time.
#mianite#mianitian isles#mianite season -1#sonja reid#omgitsfirefoxx#mianitefa#we love sonja in this house#multicoloredpandaface
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everyone: oh, sonja 'omgitsfirefox' you must obviously be able to shift into a fox! sonja: so about that [turns into, like, a bear]
THE IDEAL?????????
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hey, whats going on with smosh and everyone? i was scrolling through the discourse tag trying to find a post of mine and ive seen a lot about smosh and i used to be a huge fan so im wondering if you could link me a post or explain? that would be great, thank you
So basically, Boze revealed in a stream that she didn’t like Matt Raub and the phasing out of specific SG members was because of him (he also doesn’t like Sohinki). Something happened between Matt Raub and Ne6 because Joven and Mari don’t follow him anymore. In that same stream, Boze talked about the corporate side of Smosh and how bad it is there. While we were freaking out about this, not even a day had gone by, when Sonja aka OmgItsFireFox realeased something on Twitter about sexual assault. At the end, she says the name of the assaulter was Wes, and while some people believe she may be talking about a different Wes, the evidence points to him, and he’s been silent since that statement came out. Many Smosh blogs have cut the cord and the smoshblr is in chaos. Our discourses have spread to reddit and insta so far, and I’m sure Twitter is screaming about it, but it’s been a rough week. Hope this clears things up :)
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Omgitsfirefox?
It’s our girl and her lovely pet Boris
Requests Are Open Until June 30th
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