#props to phil and wilbur for being there for him | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

colemckenzies · 11 months

Text

Groundhog Day Musical, West End 2023

after six years i finally saw my favourite musical of all time in person 🥰🥰 so here is my write up of the staging, lyric changes, general commentary etc.

it's worth noting that i imagine the staging is more similar to its original west end run than the broadway version, but i didn't see it back then and couldn't find any footage so I'll just be comparing to the broadway ver. it will also all be based off of the One west end performance i saw and One broadway performance that was filmed cus yk live theatre and all that. i'm also only one person so this def won't be comprehensive. if there's anything you particularly want to know that i haven't mentioned please ask!!

for major overarching changes, there was no turntable which significantly affected the staging, especially for songs like night will come. it's also a much smaller space and much more condensed cast than on broadway.

anyway without further ado lets go woodchuck chuckers 😎 in chronological order

the opening video is completely changed. rather than showing phil interacting w his producer, it just shows his forecast segment in full. he explains more about what groundhog day is as a holiday and that this is his fourth year attending. also includes the line 'we can't all have good weather because we're not all good people'. banner along the bottom read 'up next music: white wine in the snow' as a little tim minchin ref :)

only one person sang the 'i was born on a punxutawney dawn' opening section of there will be sun, pretty sure it was buster. lot of solos for the rest of the song as well but not specific townspeople i think

everyone came out of the mist as in broadway version, but everyone was dressed in the top hat costume. they stood a line across the stage and took a group selfie w a selfie stick

phil turns off the radio after 'that's right woodchuck chuckers, it's groundhog day' so there's none of the subsequent lyrics/banter. i'm also 90% sure the radio recording was from the soundtrack

FIRST LYRIC CHANGE. there's an extra line in day one that goes 'their dumb superstitions and vacuous chat, their total unawareness of the fact their trapped, perhaps you don't miss it if you don't know you lack it, I'm sure there was a pack of xanax in this jacket' (EDIT - thank you for the correction @jackhkeynes )

^not a huge fan of this change tbh but only bc the original rhythm is one of my favourite parts of the song.

there's no hallway in the b&b, the kitchen set is the back end of the bedroom set. this means jonathan is downstairs the kitchen rather than meeting phil in the hallway, so the scene ends up as him, phil, and mrs lancaster. the tourist couple do not come in (or exist), mrs lancaster says the popsicle line.

there's a couple of extra new jokes in the dialogue. lmk if you want to know specifics lol

since mrs lancaster comes straight into this scene they skip the 'think i'll lose it all together' little bit of music

all the dancers are part of the marching band and they all join for the selfie with phil

phil getting hit in the head by the groundhog guy is because the hot dog guy (here played by one of the newsies i saw LOL) yells 'GO PHIL!!!' every time so the groundhog turns around to wave

buster uses an alt melody for his announcement - 'prognostication' goes down rather than up for the last note

they get punxsy phil out on the 'this brown log' line, so they skip the 'the finest specimen you will find' section

nancy sings the 'kinda both but not quite either' line over buster, which i actually really like because she does it in this really peppy cheerleader :DDD way that adds to her being a Prop. she even has pompoms.

wilbur in this version is sooooo good he's a lot more physical and really leans into his megaphone

when phil comes back from the blizzard rita seems a lot more genuinely concerned about him than just laughing

she accidentally orders her drink with a 'tryst' before 'kiss' and finally 'twist'

NEW LYRICS in day two - since there's no radio chatter in this version, after 'how many days is this holiday?' phil sings '[something] clearly failed to mention the owner showing signs of early onset dementia, one groundhog day is surely more than enough, even hicks must get sick of this stuff'

rest of the song continues as normal, again rita seems more concerned about phil, shouts 'maybe i can help!' when he leaves the diner

she then sings her diary section quite differently, like alt melody AND alt rhythm, she seems flustered

actually she also has a lot more variation between days than a lot of the townspeople, like she's more responsive to phil acting differently

LYRIC CHANGE in stuck - 'rhino foreskin' is now 'monkey foreskin'. lyric changes that push me dangerously close to googling 'do rhinos have foreskin' (EDIT - tim apparently said this was because white rhinos went extinct so it made him sad - thank u anon!)

the enema takes place behind a screen, a bit like the silhouette technique used for the shower in hope

at the end of stuck when everyone lists their thing again (karma/toxins/etc), phil says no!! after each one until alcohol and then he goes 'oh thank god'

nothing hugely notable to say for nobody cares, just that it skipped over some of the dialogue at the beginning just to make the scene tighter. i will say that ralph and gus are Exceptional in this version

the staging is mostly the same, except jack and wilbur get their own little cars to follow the truck in :)

in philandering, phil tells nancy he's a war correspondant rather than working for the nyt

again the dialogue throughout the song is a lot more streamlined

the little pillow fight section is replaced by a party in phil's room where you just see everyone going in and out of the door that's set up like when he slept w nancy. he gets his big fur coat from a coke dealer.

in one day, rita doesn't comment on phil's choice of drink, so there's nothing about 'frou frou lady drinks', she just orders right after him and the day restarts

not a new thing but. i forgot about the soixante neuf line and it made me choke

rita and phil sit on a bench to the side of the stage after the snowball fight, not on the floor

joelle's voice is extremely pretty in this ver:) I think the harmony may be slightly different?

LYRIC CHANGE. in arguably the most bizarre lyric change, jonathan is no longer addicted to fried chicken takeaway, but rather camembert. which you may notice does not rhyme with 'day'. the full line is: 'one day, i swear, i'll kick my addiction to camembert. my doctor said one day my heart will stop beatin', if i don't ease off this cheese eatin'.' (EDIT - changed due to this track being played by a black actor, though the one i saw was white - thank you anon!)

the diner waitress doesn't exist in this cut down cast, so it's debbie who can't sing. fred is very supportive :)

something cool they do in lieu of the turntable is for Larry's repeated 'ok phil we're on in 5...' they have multiple larrys, similar to the body doubling in hope, who keep running up to phil and fading away

ACT TWO

the act opens slightly differently - since nancy is kind of part of the marching band in this ver (tho not in full uniform), it opens with a quick section of who is that! who is that? emerging from his burrow -. nancy sings her 'kinda both but not quite either' line, and then drops one of her pompoms on 'until we hear it from old punxsutawney -' and then as she goes to pick it up that music stops and playing nancy begins

LOVE that it cuts off just before 'phil' bc it has the same effect as even choosing to open w playing nancy anyway. she was an incredible nancy as well she's not got many credits yet but oh my god? this was so striking and moving irl and it's already one of my favourite choices of the show

there's a lot more use of Red Lighting when phil kills phil. rip.

staging for hope is almost exactly the same, but minus turntable, so it doesn't have the part where lots of Not Phils are dying simultaneously, just the three main deaths

the scene where phil exposits about everyone in the diner goes jeff -> debbie -> freddie. there's a great exchange that goes 'you're welcome jeff.' / 'do you two know each other?' / 'no???' / 'that's jeff.'

also phil doesn't insist debbie wants a diamond (since she ends up w a doorknob anyway), he just goes CLOSE THE DEAL FREDDIE!!!

since this version establishes this is phil's fourth year covering ghd and debbie and fred met on ghd four years ago, there's a pretty good reason why they're such big fans of him :)

not a difference but the 'i'll never have a birthday' line always hits so hard

if i had my time again is THE single most different song between versions. the musical arrangement is quite different to my ear, different harmonies, and there's alt melodies and rhythms as well as some extra lyrics

as i have already seen noted on tumblr, 'and one dude when i was bored' has been upgraded to SOME dudes. also rita goes 'sure..!' she's like ok u bi bitch. also they're still on the benches at this point but she's jumped onto his.

even when they are on the move there's none of the stuff w the townspeople hounding phil for photos/autographs, they're just hanging out

the section where phil 'shows Rita his hometown' has actually been moved to near the end of the show, so they just get on the tilt-a-whirl immediately. also they share a car rather than having separate ones.

the staging for this part was so beautiful it actually made me cry lol. w strings of lights coming down

LYRIC CHANGE - 'i daily eat a dozen donuts' is now 'i eat a dozen donuts every day'

FURTHERMORE, the second 'why' is actually directed at rita's 'i would learn piano', and she replies by singing 'why?? I'd just give everything a try' and then their 'these revolving rides' section is a completely different tune going into a brand new ending where she's lying on his bed and he has a balloon, with:

NEW LYRICS - rita: 'go to all the parties that i missed, kiss all the boys i was too afraid to kiss (why am i not surprised you have a list?), try to have more days that end like.. this :)'

the next couple of scenes play out as in the bway ver

the order of vignettes leading up to and in night will come are switched - phil brings jenson the thermos of soup on the second day and takes him to the hospital on the third day as the song begins, with the scene w the nurse taking place after the first verse

obviously the staging is quite different without the turntable, ned wanders about between verses and then stands still/sits to sing

ned has a lot more of an 'annoying' exaggerated nasally voice in this ver

in his post-song broadcast, phil pronounces 'phi' like 'fee' instead of 'fie'

in philanthropy, phil saves jonathan from choking rather than the tourist, which does end up feeling a bit random since he also gives mrs lancaster a new coffee pot in this song iirc so along with the sheriff and debbie it's established he's solving the problems from 'one day', and jonathan is clearly Not choking on camembert lmao

the singer at the party at the end is debbie!!!

during seeing you, when phil takes rita up to the observation deck, she calls it 'romantic' sarcastically after the toilets/garbage/etc, and then That's when he points out the duck pond, school etc, and she says it's like he's showing her his hometown

MORNING OF FEBRUARY 3RD EVEN MORE DEVASTATING FROM THIRD ROW OF STALLS.

ending is the broadway one, watching the sunrise :) except it's just phil and rita and no one else

so yeah IT FUCKED andy karl I would die for you. as i say lmk if you have any other questions and i will do my best :)

#groundhog day musical #ghd musical #groundhog day 2023 #groundhog day west end #andy karl #groundhog Day

98 notes · View notes

sunshine-on-marz · 8 months

Text

“Soon you’ll get better.”

Taylor swift song fic

SBI angst.

Tw: unspecified sickness, mentions of hospitals, death, and medication, lots of crying and screaming. Religion/ religious trauma

————

They knew something was wrong as soon as Wilbur started coughing. Phil offered him water, but he was struggling to breathe. Techno noticed right away, running to his brothers side to help him sit down, Phil, seeing how pale his son was immediately rushed to grab his keys and a coat for Tommy, tommy was the only one who wast wearing a sweater. He’d taken it off that morning, it made Wilbur laugh when techno tried fruitlessly to get the blonde to put it back on. But as they drove the hospital, Wilbur incessantly saying that he’s fine as his voice cracked from the strain of simply talking, tommy fiddled with the coat buttons and the locks of his hair that fell barely to his collar. In the hospital, it was loud, and so was Tommy, but for the first time he could remember he didn’t like the loud. Techno had him propped up on his hip, holding Tommy like he was nothing, because in that moment no weight was heavier than the what if’s that paced their mind the same way so many desperate people paced the halls.

Tommy used to love the color orange. That was until he saw the pill bottles. There were always so many. One in the kitchen, one in the living room, one in the medicine cabinet, one in Wilbur’s bedroom. Always in reach, in case his brother almost died again. If there was one thing he hated more than the color orange it was knowing that his brother was hurting, and knowing that he was completely helpless to that hurt. But Tommy would never tell Wilbur how scared he was, but he would tell God. The people in the waiting room that first visit, some had rosaries, some were just holding their hands together just as tightly as Tommy had been holding onto techno. But now Tommy was praying too. He’s always thought it was stupid, preferring to listen to his brothers talk about the Greek and Roman gods rather than go to church, but right now he was desperate. So he begged a God he didn’t trust, to help his brother, he didn’t trust anyone anymore, he couldn’t, not until Wilbur’s promises of being ok were fulfilled.

The hospital trips were getting more and more grim, and Wilbur’s reassurances were getting more and more shaky. Tommy knew he was the only one who still had any faith in them being true, but if he lost hope then he was accepting losing Wilbur, and if he lost Wilbur he’d lose himself. So when Wilbur hugged him and said “I’ll be better soon kid” tommy would always whisper back “you’ll get better soon” but what he’d leave out is “you have to.”

Tommy cried in school for the first time when Techno burst into his classroom saying Wilbur had collapsed again. It was delusional to think they could escape it happening anywhere but their house, somehow that’s exactly what had been happening for the past few years, but it really sunk in just how bad it was when he saw his puffy eyes in the hospital bathroom mirror. Phil went home that night to get the necessities, but he also brought Wilbur’s laptop. Wilbur, with his shaking hands and cracking lips would insist on helping tommy play the sims. They’d pretend it wasn’t real, the hospital that is. They’d make fun of Tommy for accidentally picking a neon color for the kitchen walls, tommy said it matches the sky. Some of the nurses would tell Wilbur that all the screen time wasn’t helping him, but Techno would tell them to fuck off. Wilbur had some favorite nurses, tommy couldn’t remember many of the names, so he just called those ones the “nice nurses”. One name he did remember was nurse Andrea, a kind woman who always say Wilbur was “making the best of a bad deal”. Wilbur told her about Tommy’s accomplishments as if he was a proud parent, and the blonde would sit with teary eyes as Wilbur told Andrea how proud of a brother he was. Andrea hugged Tommy that night as he cried in the hallway, she promised him that Wilbur was as comfortable as he could be right now, and that helped, as much as it could help right now.

The day they were told to say their goodbyes Tommy cried harder than he ever had. And Wilbur just held him. “Who am I supposed to talk to? What am I supposed to do?” He sobbed, and Wilbur kissed his blonde curls and smiled with teary eyes “you have techno. And Tom, you’ll always have me.”

That night was the last night they saw Wilbur before the funeral

At the funeral people kept promising that one day things would feel ok again, but Tommy knew they wouldn’t.

So he kneeled at his brothers coffin and whispered

“You’ll get better soon. ‘Cause you have to.”

—————

RAHHHHH IM SORRY YALL BUT THERES SO MUCH MORE ANGST THIS DOES WELL I’LL POST THEM

@canonically-a-genloser L you have to have your weekly sad angst breakdown live on tumblr

#trigger warning #dsmp #dsmpblr #tommyinnit #technoblade #wilbur soot #philza #sbi #sbi au #sbi family dynamic #sbi angst #crimeboys angst #angst warning #dsmp angst

23 notes · View notes

wimbledonsoot · 2 years

Text

[the fall] - a tale of two blood gods (ep.3)

following the butcher incident, you try to go about your day as per usual. but when dream - accompanied by an entourage of vigilantes you've up until recently known as your enemies - comes knocking at your door, you've got little choice but to follow.

trigger warnings for this chapter: pretty much the same as for last chapter, aka mentions of blood, mentions of murder, mentions of violence, dnf is mentioned heavily, karlnapity is sort of implied, you are a cocky shit, the blood god is a cocky shit, you get to know said blood god better and you bond over being cocky shits, swearing, EXTREME ENEMIES TO FRIENDS moments over here, the slow burn is beginning to simmer i sense, the SBI are cocky shits haha too, everyone's cocky shits, you're suffering because everyone's cocky shits, TECHNOBLADE SAYS DARLIN' I REPEAT TECHNOBLADE SAYS DARLIN', mentions of suicide in a humorous way, checking out people, BUTTERFLIESSSSS, unhinged attitude towards many things, LOTS OF SWEARING, SO MUCH SWEARING, I AM MY FATHER'S CHILD

word count: 3.7k, this is a long one guys, had to split it up lmaoooo

When you wake up that morning, you think that maybe you should have stayed at home. Lying to Techno isn't something that you enjoy doing, not at all, and it's an issue that - in order to keep your identity some resemblance of a secret - what happened is a secret you have to keep.

So you'll have to stick with the narrative of a robbery.

As you rub the sleep from your eyes, clicking the lamp beside you on, you notice that the sun has risen already, and is high into the sky. You check your watch. Thank god it's Saturday. You flop backwards into the bed. Why wake up just yet?

Your attempts to get some more sleep in are rudely interrupted by a raccoon in the form of a child named Tommy barging into you room, kicking the door open with his foot, and yelling - at the top of his lungs, you might add - that "BREAKFAST IS READY" and that you should "GODDAMN WAKE UP!"

You flash him the finger before he leaves, as is fair, of course.

But alas, you are awake, because in his rage, Tommy pulled open the curtains, and sun is spilling into the room, colouring the deep blue sheets a much more vibrant shade. Birds chirp outside. The quiet sounds of a sleepy Saturday morning fill the air, and for a moment, you let yourself sink back into the matress.

Until Tommy screams again.

You swear, you'll throttle that child one day.

Lazily, you tug yourself out of bed, looking down at what pyjamas you pulled yourself into and deeming them acceptable. As you stretch your arms, Tommy lets out yet another bellow, which is followed by an equally loud 'Will you shut up!?' from Wilbur.

You quickly hurry down after that, not wanting the two to end up teaming up on you.

You still remember the bruises from the pillows... what a dark memory that is.

Sitting down at the table is Techno. His long pink hair is mussed up, and the bags under his eyes are large. The cup of coffee sitting in his hand is surely not his first, and he has his feet propped up onto the table, a book in sitting in his lap. He looks like he's been awake not much longer than you, considering he's still in his pyjamas.

You swallow. Goddamnit, you really need to get a handle on your crush.

Tearing your eyes away from the very pretty sight of morning-blade, you grin at Phil, who's already got a bowl of cereal waiting on the table for you. He smiles fondly (Phil's always thought of you like another child - he tends to do that with all of his kids' friends, Tubbo included), but watches you as you sit down.

"Uh... Techno told me something happened yesterday," the man starts, and you wince.

"Nothing bad," you say, "Just got mugged. I was a bit shaken up and didn't feel super safe at home so..."

"What'd the robber take?" Phil asks, and you must be overthinking this because it feels like he knows something. But he can't. Right?

"Just some money, I didn't have much on me," you lie, taking a bite of the cereal to maybe try and seem less suspicious. Phil raises an eyebrow, "Why were you even out that late? I thought work ended at six for you?"

"I had a longer evening than usual; last customer stayed longer and I was alone cleaning up," they still think you work at a cafe out of town, and for all intents and purposes you do, because your employment record says so, and so does Eryn, who runs the place. Eryn who practically worships Dream (Sapnap swears he saw a shrine to him once - no one believes him but still). And Eryn who's not really on the side of good but not really on the side of evil.

So someone you can't one hundred percent trust.

Worry pools in your gut.

But Phil, being Phil, only smiles tiredly and nods. "Oh god, I understand. Well, I'm glad you came to us for help," he ruffles your hair and you smile, tension flooding away, "You know you always can."

You nod, "Thanks Phil."

He smiles again, and then turns to tell Tommy off for trying to reach the very top of the cupboards. You go back to eating your cereal, only to have Techno cough quite loudly to try and get your attention.

"Yeah?" You ask.

"You seemed shaken up last night."

"I'm fine," you say, then add: "Really."

Techno eyes you warily but gives up, saying: "I've done some more work on the project, if you're wonderin'. Just a bit here and there."

"Let me guess, it's ninety percent finished."

He blushes; you know him to well, "Yeah. Sorry."

You roll your eyes but smile nonetheless. "No problem. Just don't overwork yourself."

"Me? Never!"

Laughing, you lean back in the chair. You want to ask what book he's reading, but Wilbur ruins the moment by leaning over to Tommy and whispering, audibly enough for you to hear it: "They're flirting again."

Techno throws his book at them. You focus on your cereal.

---

Hours later, you're back at home, rifling through your home to see if The Butcher has taken anything or placed any mics. The last thing you need is for your suspicions to be confirmed.

The first thing you need, you realise, staring at your fridge, is a trip to the grocery store.

It's utterly empty, save for the piece of paper sitting on centre-stage. On it is written: Eryn told me where you live, sorry.

And at that moment, a knock sounds at your door, and you freeze.

Glancing at the paper, you realise that this is 100% Dream's doing. Which means you need to find something to cover your face. Another knock sounds, and you frantically yell: "I need a minute!" as you scramble around the room, trying to find your mask. Finally, you find it and tug it over your face.

What faces you when you open the door makes you want to throw something out a window.

Standing on your front porch, decked out fully in gear, are Dream and the Syndicate.

What did you say about throwing something out the window? That something is now yourself.

"What the fuck?" You ask, because that's the only thing you're able to say.

From the side, Apollon pipes up, "Exactly what I was going to say, but big guy over here told me not to." His voice sounds familiar in a weird way, and you frown.

"We're not here to chat," says the Blood God, and Phantom smirks, stepping forward, his voice smooth as silk as he says: "Or, perhaps we are. Depends on whether or not you're going to helpful."

"Okay no, fuck no, Dream, explain please?" You focus on the only person you recognise, and the person whose causing this. He looks kind of guilty, or at least his posture does (as his face is covered by the smiley mask that he's so famous for) and he should fucking look guilty, because he's fucking showed the fucking syndicate where you fucking live!

But instead of allowing Dream to speak, Apollon pipes up again: "We need help with The Butcher."

Oh.

That explains it.

Kind of.

"I... what?" You say, still slightly confused.

"We heard he attacked you yesterday," says Dream, "Or rather I did, and I figured we needed to get a handle on things. So I decided to come here, I stumbled upon our um... friends... and then brought them with me."

You shake your head, "You brought highly dangerous vigilantes, who we have fought on numerous fucking occasions, to my fucking house?!"

"Yeah."

"No, Dream, I'm sorry but what in the world were you goddamn thinking?!"

"He probably wasn't," Phantom says.

You've got to agree with him.

You ball your hands into fists and then look around. "Fine. I don't need you standing on my front porch and I don't need the neighbours to see you, even if they probably already have." You motion for them to follow you. "And I need Eryn to get a fucking grip on his obsession with you. It's dangerous that he's telling someone where I live."

"Look, I'm sorry," Dream says, but you cut him off.

"No. Don't fucking... no," you motion to the vigilantes, "I don't fucking want your excuses, and for god's sake if any of you fuckers come and kill me in my sleep or something because you know where I live, I will personally haunt each and every one of you."

You glare at them, then say you need to change into your hero clothes and leave.

---

Techno doesn't know how it's gotten to this point.

You're a hero.

And not only that, you're the hero that popped up during that fight (that hero that he threatened to kill) and you're friends with Dream of all people. He doesn't want to think about the fact that you've been keeping this secret from him but he doesn't want to think about the fact that he's been keeping this secret from you.

Fuck, this is bad.

He's silently decided that he can't have you knowing that he knows that you're... well... you. Because then he'll have to explain that he's the Blood God (that he's a monster) and that basically everything you know about him is a lie. That he's not just some nice, albeit a bit short tempered, (slight) nerd that you met in the library, that he's actually a raging fucking psychopath with goddamn voices unrelentingly telling him to kill.

Phil places a hand on his shoulder, obviously sensing that he's stressed, and Techno wants to tell him to stop, because he's panicking, if ever so slightly, and his head hurts.

"You good mate?" Wil asks. Techno wants to say no, because he isn't.

But it's fineeeeee.

So he doesn't.

"Yep, totally fine," he replies.

He's not exactly subtle as he steps away from Phil.

Dream has meanwhile dedicated himself to putting the food he stole back into your fridge. Techno wonders why he even did it in the first place; half the fruit's probably spoiled (though, knowing Dream, he probably stole a cool box or something).

And Techno doesn't know why he gives a shit.

The man sighs, walks straight into your living room and flops down on the couch. You live here alone, but it's your parents' old house. They live in the country now, apparently. He doesn't know exactly how much of it's a lie.

Because the robbery yesterday was a lie. It was easy enough to figure out who'd actually attacked you yesterday, especially considering that you were oh-so suspicious at breakfast and the sighting of The Butcher had been way to close to your house for it to be a coincidence. Of course, Dream literally crashing into him on the way back home via the rooftops (Techno's recently begun thinking that having superpowers is synonymous with taking the higher route through the city, because the amount of times he's bumped into other vigilantes or heroes up there is insane) only added to his suspicion.

He crosses his legs as he sits on the couch and leans back, making himself comfortable as he prepares to think some more.

But alas, before he can do much of anything at all, you walk in and promptly say: "Get off of my couch."

He jumps up and steps back very, very quickly. "Sorry."

You just glare at him, now fully dressed in your hero suit. It (pun unintended) suits you, and he finds it funny that the black cargo pants matched with the black turtle neck you're wearing are such a polar opposite to your usual look, which is much more... casual, he supposes.

He smiles sheepishly as you roll your eyes and motion that he follow you.

---

"You still haven't convinced me, Phantom," you say to the vigilante, who, despite being ever-so self confident, deflates.

"We just need your help, Y/N," Dream says, "And..." he swallows, "It's mostly because of your powers."

This makes you really look at him. "What?"

"I don't really know much about them, but a couple days ago I spotted a case file on you on The Captain's desk. I didn't have time to read through it but one of the points was a form of telekineses. You already manage to manipulate people and distract them with your power, why not use it against The Butcher?"

Oh. That makes a shit ton of sense.

"But why is he so... well... important?" You ask. It's a valid question, and you're eagerly awaiting the answer.

Instead of Dream, Philza speaks: "We suspect corruption."

"In the White House, via Schlatt. We know someone's been supporting some smaller villains, and we suspect that someone might also be supporting The Butcher. And it seems, from some of the evidence we've gathered, that this has been going on for a while," Phantom explains.

"Since the start of Schlatt's presidency," Philza adds.

"That's... that's not good," you start pacing, the gears in your head turning at incredible speeds, "I mean, we've suspected that Schlatt wasn't clean from the beginning, but being involved with The Butcher of all people? That's bad." You stop abruptly and look at the others, eyes wide. "That means he probably had something to do with the True Casino massacre. Schlatt's been in power for three years; that only happened last year. So the reason he's not been caught..."

"...Is because Schlatt's been pulling the hero council's strings," Dream finishes for you.

"Oh that's really bad," you murmur, wringing your hands, "Really bad. We've got no backup aside from some vigilantes, and I'm sorry but I'm like ninety percent sure if we work with them the Hero Council won't let us back in and-"

"They will," the Blood God speaks, his low, gravelly voice interrupting you easily. He continues. "Schlatt knows we know somethin', because we haven't exactly been subtle. Goin' after The Butcher, stealin' documents, there's a reason we've been on your radar and it's not the one Schlatt wants you to believe. That day when we broke into your headquarters? We'd stolen some papers on The Butcher. As you said, Schlatt's pullin' the strings, and if the Hero Council is really under his control to such an extent, then the fight with us is likely against their will."

Philza nods, and you think you catch sight of a familiar tuft of blonde hair under his large hat as he does so, "I've got a couple of friends working with you, Dune, Monarch, but they've cut contact recently." He exchanges a glance with the Blood God, "Come to think of it, right after the first heist."

You realise you've said Oh Fuck a lot of times in the past minute as you say it again.

"So," Apollon says, in that almost-familiar-voice, "Do you understand now why he's important."

You only nod.

---

Hours later, you and your ragtag, motley crew of superpower-havers make your way onto the rooftop of your home. It's the easiest way to travel in this city for those who don't have some power of flight (even though the dark matter you control might have that power, you haven't mastered more than a meter for a minute at a time). And, it's discrete, which is something you desperately need.

Earlier that day, you'd discussed at length what the plan was, and for now, you've decided that scoping out one of the potential places of residence for The Butcher's mysterious helper will be the most prudent idea. The first thing you plan to do is cut off contact, so that when you inevitably do face him, he won't have anywhere to run to.

That has led you to doing what you're doing now, which is simply walking. For a long time. Along the rooftops of L'Manberg, until you reach the home of someone known as Karl Jacobs. Walking double file.

Which means you're stuck, back here, with no one except The Blood God for company.

He hasn't spoken much to you since his rough greeting and hurried apology when he sat on your couch (which was weird, because it gave you a strange sense of deja vu; one that you'd experienced with most members of the Syndicate. Your only problem is that you can't figure out what you're actually recognizing). Now, however, he's quite hesitantly said a couple sentences to you, each quite obviously conversation starters that you've deigned to ignore.

But you feel bad, and Dream's talking about George to Phantom (which is just fucking surreal, because how did he get a literal vigilante who they've fought on numerous occasions to listen to him rant about his goddamn crush?) so you decide that you're going to make conversation.

It's just going to be at the expense of someone else.

"So," you say, "Please tell me you've been listening to Dream rant for the past hour."

The Blood God grins, and you have to stifle a laugh, because you can't be immediately laughing with your fucking enemy... right? "Naturally. I've now heard all about Georgenotfound's miraculous intelligence, ineffable sense of humour, and undeniable charisma. I also think I may have caught a snippet of somethin' along the lines of Dream admrin' him shirtless, but you know, things get muffled up when you've been awake for goin' on nineteen hours."

"Oof, that long? And then having to deal with this? That must not be fun. At least I had a good night's sleep before discovering the literal Syndicate standing on my front porch."

"Touché, touché," he murmurs, focusing back on the ground, obviously believing your conversation to be over (because, let's be honest, that's the longest any of your conversations have lasted this past hour).

But no. You persist. "I think Dream heard us," you mutter, because he's gone silent, and as you glance at him, you see him blushing.

Beside you, The Blood God pauses a moment, as though considering his thoughts, and then says: "I was so invested though!"

"Shut up," Dream whines, glaring at Phantom, "The only reason I was talking was because this idiot fucking convinced me to."

"Useful blackmail material," the brunette shrugs, before grinning and looking at you. "Plus, I know my audience enjoys it."

You raise an eyebrow and glance at The Blood God.

"He's way to fuckin' convincin', so do try not to listen to him," said man says.

Phantom shrugs, "Too charismatic for my own good I guess."

The Blood God chuckles, the low sound strangely enough sending shivers through you before you grab ahold of yourself. Seriously? You're attracted to a seven foot man with a pig mask on who's literally been tormenting you and your team for months? You find a self-righteous prick with a tad too much self esteem hot?

You can't believe yourself sometimes.

---

"Now I'm bored," Phantom groans, stepping back towards Dream who speeds up, instantly crossing his arms and straightening his posture. Phantom, slightly taller but much more lithe, keeps up with him easily, walking backwards and grinning as he pesters your friend.

You roll your eyes, then turn back to look at Techno "Is he always like this?"

Techno doesn't know what inspires him to say this, but he still replies: "Not so much when he's a civilian. It's kind of like we all get to just... let loose when we're like this."

"Absolute anonymity? Very little to lose? Powers beyond mortal comprehension? Sounds like potential for disaster," you say, frowning. You're shorter than him (but then again, everyone is when he's in his other form) but you still manage to match his pace, surprisingly. Either you're determined or just super in shape (and considering his gaze keeps - fully on accident - flickering to your cheeks, your neck, your lips, he can see that you're in fact quite out of breath, at least judging by how red you are).

Or perhaps that's just you blushing? (you're kidding yourself, the voices say, you really think they'd pick you?)

Techno swallows, forcing them away. The words still stick with him though.

He senses he's thought for a moment to long about his answer, and hurriedly mutters: "It's slightly more important than that, our job."

"Hmm?" You ask, "What do you mean?"

"Well, we've suspected corruption in the Hero Council for a while now. Our job is to fight for people minus the bureaucracy of something like that."

"And yet your fights largely end up in violence, much more than ours," you bite back, your tone not yet hostile but not entirely kind anymore either.

"It's easier when you have unwavering support and practically endless government fundin', darlin'," he says coldly, the pet name slipping out before he can stop himself. He blushes immediately, turning his head away from you before you can see the red coating his cheek. He wants to bury his head in his hands and scream because the voices are literally all yelling 'What the fuck?" and he really can't focus now.

"Oh," you breathe out, and Techno takes a deep breath in and then turns his head back, schooling his expression into something much less emotional.

Now he can see that you're just as flustered as he is.

He'd be lying if he said that he didn't feel a little burst of pride, his hybrid side coming out in a slightly embarrassing, quite territorial, way.

You blush some more, before rubbing the back of your neck and saying: "Any-anything else you want to say about um... government funding?" To somehow try and relieve the situation of it's awkwardness. But you stuttering has Techno getting this weird feeling in the pit of his stomach (butterflies, he thinks), and that basically does the opposite.

"Look, I'm-" Techno wants to say he's sorry, but at that point Phil yells: "We're here!" And he's really not sure if he's been saved or doomed by the metaphorical bell.

TAGLIST

@andwhentheworldendsthenwhat

(dm me to be added to the taglist :)

#technoblade x reader #technoblade #technoblade imagine #dsmp imagine #dsmp x reader #dream smp #dream smp x reader #[the fall] series #the fall

68 notes · View notes

matchaoink · 2 years

Text

Watching the vidcon dsmp panel vod thoughtss

JACK MANIFOLD MC ????

The audio isnt synced sadge

YOOOOOOOOO PEOPLE

Unannounced guests???

BOOMER OMG

YOOOOOOO CPK??

THE PEOPLE CHEERIGN WHEN THEY EACH GO ON STAGE AWWWWW

Props to Jack for mc-ing the best ‼️‼️‼️

HAHAHAHA PURPLED WHATTAHAJS

CONNOR?????

Shaking rn i just feel so haopy wTching it cringe is dead idgaf

Ranboos outfit is....something at least its not jorts

oh god tommys "HELLO? " AMAZIMGNGNGN

HE ACCOMPANIED RANBOO ONNFLROOROR

Tommys being tommy again HAHAH

OH GOD THEY SEE COSPLAYERS HAHAHA

HAHAHAHAH wilbur is like a giant mans just

OH GOD THEY STARTED A CHANT

HAHAHAHHA 20 MINS IN

Oh no questions time HELP

SPIDERMAID WOOOO

Im so

Im going to get thru this. Without cringing.

SPIDERMAID AND JARED???M WHATTT spidermaid jared aint for u WHAT THEYRE DATINGGGG

Im so glad the pog chanr was stopped TT

GOGY GLASSES OMG

HAHAHAH REPPING TUBNET

GHOSTBOO LORE OMG

GOOGLE DOC???? BROOROOROE YOU DOTM FET TO DROP THSI

So many ppl on stage TT like i feel as if some pekple arent getting questiosn and just sitting there

AHAHHAHA CONNOR

ghostbur suffering. sadge

Aww i heard "thank you" from the connor choosing person

Good question :OOO

I could never be on top of stage TT

WHATTT THE PLOT PIINTS WERE ??? MINUTES BEFORE DSICUSSDD????

Just realised how ranboo is sitting??? I sit like that too

HAHAHAH CONNOR BRO

HAHAHA THERES A LARRY VEGGIETALES COSPLAYER HAHAHAH

WOOO PIERCED EARS

Tommy is taking control HAHHAHA

I LOVE TBE QUEEN HAHAHA

Tommy is being so tommy rn ykwim

Im not looking at the video rn bc i cant look at the people who arent speaking and i feel so bad an dim cant

RANBOO STRWAMED LORE OVER SCHOOL HAHAHAHHAHAH

NAHHH THE SCHOOLKIDS RLLY SKIPEPD SCHOOL OVER MINCRAFT

HAHAHA THE FUCKING GIFTCARDS

SPEAK UR TRUTH TOM FUCK AMERICA

PRIMESSS

HAHAHA DREAM COSPLAYER

LMANBURGGG

QUACKIRY COSPLAYER

oh no this is THE question isnt it

OH NAHHHH THEY SATRTED WITH THE C!WILBUR

J CANT NAHH NAH ANH IM CANR

EVEN WILBUR SAID "youre not doing this"

I cannto. Cannot. STOP THSI AMDN3SS IM POWERING THROYGH THIS.

IM BUSTING MY ASS RN THEIR FACES

wilbur wishes he could go back in time and just not

TUBBOS FACE IS MAKING ME LOSE IT

thank god DONT SAY SORRY KING finally now we know tntduo's exacr dynamic

WOOOO SADIST

Crimebroosososos

OF COURSE WILBUR EASILY SLIPS ON

CEIMEBROSS LMANBRURG

HAAHA PHILS EYES ROLE

Awww CLINGYDUO :*(#*×*(×

JAHAHAHB FUNNY MODE ENDS HERE

NAHHHH NOT THE HOUSE BLOWING UP

Elytra :::&**((((

CPKKK WOOO

HAHAHA the house blowing up is like a passageway into lore

The left hand side be chill asf

LMFAOOO THE DSMP DVD

HAHAHAH CONNOR

Eret damnn bro

Ranboos character is just him when he like new-ish to streaming HAHAH

Ranboo what TTT *skull emoji x7*

THE STALLING HEHEHHE

THE M8 WOOOOOOO LETS GOOOO

Tattoo of the ranboo crown dedicated asf

THE FANRT FRRRR SLAYSSSS

These questions are nice and i love hearing the content creators talk about what they likr about streamign

Omg i just realised the *minors* of the dsmp are all here

CRIMBROSISISISSS

CIEMRBSOSOISOS crimbros cyeing rn

Awwhh :))) i love tubbos answer

Puffy <3<3<3<3

I hinestly cant rlly believe how theyre all friends in the server but its nice

CPK AND PONK :DDDDDD AWWHHH

This question is so wholesome :'))))))

no. WHY JUMP IN THE CADILLAC why BUT hinestly iconic tho, ah feels like donos

NAHHHH THEY SINGING IT BRO.

Pls next QUESTJON PLEAEE

TWITCHCON BRO I FIRGOT ABOUT THAT AHHAHAHAH

Awww the karl jacobs person WHOLESOME ASFFFF LETS GOO

THE ANGST PERFEVT ANSWER

AWWW IRS ENDINT :((((((

HEUGHT CHECK HAHAHAHHA

LMFAOOO JACK NEXT TO RANBOO AND PUFFY NEXT TO WILBIR AHHAHAHA AND ERET NEXT TO CONNOR HAHAHAHAHHA

AWW

Its over

So. That was fun

#vidcon #dsmp #dsmp panel #tommyinnit #philza #wilbur soot #ranboo #tubbo #captain puffy #purpled #jack manifold #boomerna #cpk #hannahxxrose #connoreatspants

60 notes · View notes

bonesandthebees · 6 months

Note

In my defense, I truly did not mean nor expect that write a wall of text (let alone that long), I was going to leave the thoughts for when I had more energy because there’s just so much to say. And then I just started typing, and kept typing, and typing, and typing and typing and the I just hit send and got hit with my own wall of text when I opened your blog this morning.

What can I say, you writing just awakens something in make that makes me want to point out every little detail. Like I very much want to go reread it and get every line of foreshadowing out of there and point out what it implies on the first read and what it actually means, but it’s 24k words and I still need to start on my second batch of glass (let alone the third) so that’s not happening, but know my mind was running at full speed while reading.

Also, props to you for making such great use of what we as the audience would assume and turning that into a twist that feels like a bullet to the head (see what I did there) but still makes so much sense because the foreshadowing is there we just thought the pieces where pointing in a different direction. 13-year-old Wilbur mentions that picking up a gun makes him feel sick, of course he can’t shoot his dad (not when Tommy is no longer in danger, not when it’s to save himself). And there’s things that make you stop to wonder for a second, like the line about Wilbur having just taught Tommy how to shoot genuinely made me pause because I know you and that’s in there for a reason, but why?

And the flashback was great because the back and froth made me think it was just for the tension (and I’m a sucker for that use of flashbacks anyway), but you have to show the flashback that way. It can’t be shown in one go because then we’d already know Tommy killed him. It has to build with the present and my gosh does it hit!

Also, while I’m here, Tommy really did do nothing wrong, but he was also just a kid, the full weight of shooting his dad doesn’t really hit. He’s too young to understand because children don’t really grasp death or complicated moral issues yet. But he was just saving Wilbur, so it was fine. I do wonder if he ever blames himself for instigating that fight, for running away and making their father more angry. For hitting him. (He shouldn’t, but still I wonder.)

And then there’s Wilbur constantly projecting his own feelings, his own guilt/hatred at himself for failing, onto other people. He convinces himself Tommy hates him (like that kid didn’t just kill a man to save his life). He wants to leave so he makes up a reason. He wants and out so he leaves when Tommy tells him too even though he KNOWS Tommy, he knows he doesn’t want him gone, but he still goes. (And having Tommy follow him around like “wait you’re actually leaving” and asking where he’s going hurts so much, he’s just a kid who wants his older brother because it’s impossible to erase what they did together but at the same time, the asshole abandoned him).

Oh and that one bedroom conversation between Wilbur and Phil is so interesting because Phil lacks so much context, and without that context, Wilbur really is just being a dick (he still kinda is with context). Like Phil was worried about leaving his brothers. And he needed a degree to get a good job and proved if he wanted to save them. I have no doubt about that. But he’s making it more noble than it actually is. They could have called and he would have come, but as Wilbur Points out he was too far away. (And this is where the we were fine hits like a truck because it being Wilbur that killed him is bad, but knowing the actual flashback and Wilbur almost dying + Tommy shooting is so much worse (also, Wilbur getting choked by the ghost is also foreshadowing (of course it is)))

My point is, Phil has a right to be mad. Especially from his pov, without the context. But he would have reacted so differently if he knew. Yes, it wasn’t fair to him that their mother left them. It wasn’t fair he had to be the mini adult. He tried his best and Wilbur isn’t allowed to fault him for that. But it wasn’t fair to Wilbur either, and unlike Phil, he can actually yell at the person who left him. And unlike Phil, he left when Tommy was (physically) safe. And just, Phil likes to pretend that they were fine, because he probably already felt guilty about leaving them, but know what they had to do because he wasn’t there would make that so much worse, even if, at best, Phil was the one to shoot their dad had he been home.

And then there’s the whole, is the ghost real or is it just a manifestation of their shared trauma? It does go away when they make up, or more like when Wilbur spills his guilt. And then after 10 years of unresolved trauma they finally give it a place in their lives. But also, the ghost is the only thing that makes them make up, because it triggers Wilbur’s protectiveness and gets them into the field.

And I’ve done it again, haven’t I? Oh shit that’s long. How does this keep happening to me? (Spoiler alert: it’s my refusal to start an ask chain because then I am done for). Anyway, enjoy my second ramble!

-🌲

lmaoooo hooray for accidentally writing text walls that make your local author very happy. I just love seeing all the small details you guys pick up on

yes exactly, I wanted all the pieces to work both ways. like if it had ended up being wilbur who shot their father, all the hints would've still worked. but then when you learn it was tommy who actually shot him, suddenly you realize you've been looking at the hints at a completely different angle than you were supposed to.

also the line about wilbur just having taught tommy to shoot was both supposed to tell the audience tommy now knows how to shoot, but also just to be like "btw the gun definitely works this is how wilbur knows" lol so it served double function

I had to be so careful with how i arranged the flashback and interspersed it with the present day stuff going on. I didn't want to reveal it too fast and I wanted to keep the audience unsure of how it was going to go down until the last minute. in my head I was imagining it like a movie scene where it keeps flipping between the past and present and when wilbur finally drops the gun in the present you hear a gunshot and it flashes to the past and the camera zooms in on tommy holding the smoking gun just arghhhh

oh yeah, tommy has definitely felt guilt over starting the fight in the first place. he knows he shouldn't, but he can't help but wonder what would've happened if he hadn't started the fight with his dad that day. if he and wilbur would've killed dad eventually. if wilbur would still be around today.

yeah, wilbur convinced himself pretty hard after that that tommy hated him for making him be the one to kill their dad. and that if he stuck around it would just fuck tommy up more because wilbur could be a constant reminder of what tommy did. and then of course he left for his own selfish reasons as well—not being able to look at tommy without being consumed by his own guilt. so when he does come back he just wants to leave again because it's all he can think about. i just loved writing the bit with tommy telling wilbur he should leave and then he follows wilbur out to the car and asks where he's going and is very clearly upset he's leaving again.

yeahhhh it's fun to look back on the phil and wilbur convo with the ending context. and also the ghost choking him was both foreshadowing/wilbur having kind of a trauma flashback to that day. hence why when the ghost is choking him there's that brief thought process of 'not again not again not again-' that runs through wilbur's head.

the phil and wilbur convo was just so layered. it wasn't fair to any of the brothers. it wasn't fair to phil who had to be a mini adult and it wasn't fair to wilbur who was abandoned by the closest thing to a guardian he had and it wasn't fair to tommy to be raised entirely by his two emotionally unstable older brothers. it was a messy situation with no clear right answer. phil being forced into a borderline parental role with his younger brother and wilbur in turn trying to be the same steady figure for tommy but never being able to live up to phil's image and constantly fucking up in ways phil didn't.

i am rotating scars!wilbur phil and tommy in my head so much you don't even know

and yes then there is the golden question: was the ghost real or not? I've never been a huge fan of ghosts being used in media the way we see them most often as these real tangible things separate from the living. I always preferred the kind of media that uses ghosts as metaphors. tie it into what's going on with the living and their own interpersonal struggles. actually it was funny right when i started writing this firesnap and i had a whole convo about those exact kinds of ghost stories and how much we preferred ghosts in media being used as metaphors more often than not and i was like "actually my halloween fic fits this weirdly well"

but anyway ty for all the thoughts spruce i'm so glad you enjoyed. I really loved writing this fic :)

#ask #spruce anon #peeling scars

2 notes · View notes

lyraissleepy · 3 years

Text

society if twitter treated tommyinnit (a 17 year old who roleplays in minecraft for a living) like a 17 year old who roleplays in minecraft for a living

#props to phil and wilbur for being there for him #mcyt #dream smp #tommy #sleepy bois inc #tommyinnit #philza #wilbur soot #sleepyblr #mcyt discourse #discourse #mcyt twitter #mcyttwt #welcome twt refugees #hope yall are doing well #dude i promise you there are so many amazing activists out there #you do not need a minecraft you tuber to be that for you

1K notes · View notes

420technoblazeit · 2 years

Text

ik it's been contradicted in canon multiple times but im still in love with the idea that after your last canon death your body stays instead of immediately disappearing

schlatt's body was not left in the caravan. hours after the war had ended bad stopped by to collect his parts, hesitant to let even him rot in that place where everything had begun. the funeral is a trainwreck. no modicum of respect is given to the man who had destroyed so many lives and in hindsight having an open casket service might have been a mistake. puffy, who had never met schlatt, winces as they treat him like a puppet, a prop instead of a dead body. she is an outsider. too late to bear witness to the death of someone vaguely familiar and yet not at all. but she still sees the bitterness behind quackity's words and the cold anger in his eyes and decides it is not her place to say anything. her chair is empty before anyone can notice. by the end of it even his picture is marked by arrows. and the casket holds less weight than it should

the button room becomes a tomb. once the knowledge of what happened there becomes known, it is sealed and avoided. and thus wilbur is not granted the honor that even schlatt was given. to have a grave, to be worthy of remembrance. it remains untouched for days until ghostbur stumbles into it, knees scraped and bleeding. he sees a man propped up against the wall. his hair is curled and matted against the hard stone, fingertips tinged by ash where ghostbur's are stained blue. a slight smile rests on his face. there is still pity left there, in those cold empty eyes that are and aren't ghostbur's own. it is not for himself. and with a shiver he stares at his own body and remembers that cold slick sword in his own chest and tears on his face. he does not remember if it was his or his father's. ghostbur's cheeks sting. and phil calls him from outside the room before he can ponder the matter any further

there is no rain when mexican dream is murdered. a boy and a tyrant are the only witnesses to his death and it would be poetic enough if his life were a story, a cautionary tale about the dangers of pointless disobedience and rebellion. but his life had been neither of those things. and now it is simply no more. tommy has only a moment to process his only ally in this place, the only friend who had bothered to speak up for him, being murdered in cold blood before dream is picking up the body and hoisting it over his shoulder. whatever items were spilled are collected into a chest. and tommy is forced to scrub the traces of him that remain from logstedshire as dream leaves. he is alone once more. and the sound of md's laughter does not linger

jack manifold is not the first to fall to technoblade's sword. he doesn't know what he was thinking, really. no one but dream is a match for techno's skill with a blade. but standing there in the shambles of a country he had given himself to a lifetime ago, jack didn't care. he remembers lunging with a sword he had only ever used to shield himself and a blur of movement. in the end he hardly even no felt the blow that killed him. jack remembers shock freezing him in place, followed by a sense of loneliness and anger. white hot anger that techno would escape unscathed, not even knicked by a sword as jack became just another notch on his belt. the second, least impressive one of the day. and then that rage was replaced by real heat as jack fell, grasping for something to stop his descent. something that would not be there. he does not know how long it takes to get back. but when he does it is in that same place he first died and his fingernails are splintered and cracked. there is still dirt under them and the flesh at his fingertips have turned rotten. and he limps home with broken ribs and burnt skin that will not be soothed for weeks

#dream smp #dsmp #mcyt #jschlatt #wilbur soot #mexican dream #jack manifold #420 squeals #character analysis #idk what this is just an excercise in writing ig? wanted to see if i still had it in me to write blockmen like this and apparently i do so #big pog. htere are so many creative liberties here so i kinda wanna do an author's note #1. i have a hc that puffy knew schlatt in some capacity whether they were siblings or cousins or smth and she just doesnt remember bc of #her amnesia from the boat accident. i figure if she doesnt even remember her mom she doesnt remember other people either #but yeah the funeral was wild to look back on especially how quickly big q shifted into lore mode afterwards #2. the part with ghostbur is actually from a vod! i cant remember when i think it was during tommy's stream while they were rebuilding new #lmanburg ghostbur fell through a hole where they walled off the button room and he was all confused about where he was? phil and tommy told #him to get out of there i just. have some thoughts about that ig. it had interesting implications from a lore perspective #3. this is not accurate to the vod at all. mexican dream was dubiously canon when he first appeared and even his death was played for #laughs but big q later canonized it so yeah ig. dream DID collect all his items and put it in a chest though and afterwards he and tommy #got rid of all the less canon stuff including md's pictures though so i included it #4. i still kinda hold the opinion that while doomsday itself wasnt all that good the impact it had on each character was. jack's chestplate #literally broke as techno killed him in the duel so i took it as him being killed by a blow to the chest after his armour broke. idk cool #coincidence yk what i mean? also this is the first time i saw the clip of jack 'in limbo' man really saw the server glitch out and send him #into the void and went hold on wait a secodn a i can work with this huh? king sh1t tbh i didnt know i had so many thoughts about his death #until i wrote this lmao #death tw #gore tw #blood tw #lmk if i need to tag anything else ig #long post

724 notes · View notes

lazyartist04 · 3 years

Text

I had half a thought (tm) and uh... Dreamsmp actor au anyone?

Wilbur is a mid level celebrity with a strong music side gig along with being an actor. He’s been in the field for quite a few years and has a bad habit of coming off as condescending even when he doesn’t mean too.

Tommy is a rising actor and his role in the Smp is his first big role... ever really. He’s very excited and a tad shy working on such a big set with such expensive props and cgi but our boy is trying his best guys.

Technoblade is an all around acting star who’s capable and willing to do just about any role. Hero, Villain, Side Character, cheesy Rom Com Villain. You name it, he’s probably tried playing it. His fanbase is just a ravenous because he doesn’t technically ‘star’ (as in one of the main characters) in many shows or films. However, he is in a lot of stuff. Many of his fans will just watch a show to see him because he has a habit of going dead on social media for weeks. This is literally all they get. His stage name is ‘John Doe’ because he though it would be hilarious. You go to the red carpet have Robert Downey Jr, Chris Evans, And Benedict Cumberbatch and all of a sudden, holy shit, here comes ‘John Doe’.

Phil is, quite literally, just Tommy’s hella supportive dad. He only has a role because he’s actually pretty good at acting a Techno took a shine to him and strong-armed the writers into including him. It worked surprisingly well and that’s why Dadza doesn’t appear until the tale end of Pogtopia v.s. L’manberg.

Michael is Techno’s little brother and tries to follow in his footsteps. He often ends up playing as a younger version of Techno whenever such a role is necessary for a show. This is actually his first role where he hasn’t been canonically related to Techno is some way.

Dream, or Clay, is often dubbed a Chameleon because no one’s 100% certain what he actually looks like? Man has played a rather major part in so many shows and he’s looked completely different in all of them. Not to mention his habit of showing up to major events dressed as whatever character he’s played is most relevant at the time. Is a master choreographer and actually knows how to swordfight. Attempts to do all of his parkour stunts but those are only backed up by two years of gymnastics when he was five. It doesn’t end well. Much like Techno, his fans will watch shows featuring him but rather than this being due to a lack of content, it’s more of a Where’s Waldo situation where they try and find which character he plays before the ending credits. It’s harder than you think.

George and Sapnap are his co-stars on a series of movies called ‘Manhunt’ that are most similar to a mixture of Fast and Furious and Saw. Or maybe Maze Runner if you’ve seen it.

BBH is a voice actor who’s characters are often various monstrous and almost purely cgi. He often acts as a medic for Clay when he hurts himself attempting one of his stunts.

Foolish is in much of the same boat as Bad. Minus playing Doctor.

Schlatt is 100% both a renowned actor for villains, has voice acted at least one disney-villain esk villain, and is also co-director for ‘The Smp’ and it’s spinoff, ‘Tales from the Smp’.

Ghostbur has an entirely different voice actor.

Purpled is both a character and the stuntman for both Tommy and Tubbo due to how similar he looks to them, being nearly identical to Tubbo when wearing Tubbo’s costume wig and horns. This is mostly on Schlatt’s orders and he just makes do. Especially since he gets so much money for it.

That’s all I really have now, um... ask questions if you want? Bye!

727 notes · View notes

theyre-just-blocks · 3 years

Text

Actor AU Headcanons:

Actor AUs are some of my favorite kinds of AUs (because that means all the angst is fake, hahaha) so here are a few (not really) headcanons!

No one but Wilbur knew that Schlatt was going to join the cast, so one day the big man walked into the studio and started to playfully harass Quackity with Tommy and Dream walked in and called security on him to escort him out. Quackity and Tommy are too busy laughing their asses off to explain they know who he is and Wilbur still hasn’t arrived so for like two days, Schlatt is unable to show up at the studio until Wilbur doesn’t know why he hasn’t shown up yet.

Wilbur and Schlatt are close friends because they’ve done previous projects/movies together and so Schlatt tries to use that to his advantage because he wants his character to have a gun (Wilbur says no to it)

They have a “Cat Room” where the cast leaves their cats to chill and sometimes when they can’t find Schlatt, they’ll find him in there with all the cats sleeping on top of him (he’s tried to steal them before)

Sam, Puffy, and Skeppy are the main reasons for things going wrong on set because they have a three-way prank war going on between them

Quacky tried to join in the pranking and did so by putting in pictures of George all over the set and some of the pictures even made it into the final cut. However, George got revenge by getting his own edited Quackity pictures into final cuts

Whenever someone is hungry, they can count on Sam having something to eat for them because he loves to sneak food into the set. It’s because of this, Quackity begs for more scenes with Sam because then he can just eat on set.

Karl invites a lot of people onto the set and he and Quackity usually steal some of the filming equipment to film their adventures with these guests and are currently working on a spin off of the Dream smp main story line.

Quackity asked for stilts to be taller than he “already was” but of course, he didn’t get what he wanted.

During Wilbur’s villain arc, everytime a scene between him and Tommy ended, Tommy would usually go for a hug because seeing Wilbur act all evil shakes him up and he usually doesn’t let go for a while (Wilbur teases the hell out of him for it)

Having Philza on the show was a huge secret that they all had to keep for a very long time, and it was difficult because Tommy likes to run his mouth during interviews and Phil was on set a lot giving encouragement and direction to the other cast members during the Festival arc.

When Ranboo was introduced into the cast he was very confused. He’s a newer actor and the Dream SMP show is his first big break, and since it was so huge, he thought that the cast would be very professional. He was wrong. He’s usually the only one who listens to the director and tries his best to memorize his lines (even though he forgets them a lot). He just wants to get home guys.

Schlatt was so happy to die though, when he first read the script for the war he cheered and after he finished filming his heart attack he said, “I’m out bitches!” and they didn’t see him for at least two months. One day he just showed up to a table read one day with Chinese food asking about if he got to come back as a ghost and have a “cute ghost name”.

During the whole Exile though, when the cameras cut, Tommy turned into Clingyinnit and wouldn’t let Tubbo go for long hours of a time. He’s a bit of a method actor (or so he thinks) so when he heard about the exile outcome he decided to prepare by spending a lot less time around Tubbo, but it was devastating and he decided he couldn’t do it.

With that being said, Tubbo knew that the arc would be hard on Tommy so whenever Tommy was filming with Dream in a different studio on the island set, he would sneak over there and hide within Tommy’s line of sight and try to make him laugh. He would do this, even when he had a five minute call time, which would then result of Ranboo having to run from one studio building to the other to grab Tubbo and bring him over to the L’Manburg set. But he would successfully make Tommy laugh sometimes.

Wilbur as Ghostbur wears green screen pants and has the harness to help him ‘float’ a few inches off the floor at all times. As a joke though, sometimes they leave him hanging for a few minutes.

Technoblade thought it would be funny if he kept his American accent instead of having a British one like the rest of his family in the show had and everyone just let him do it

If a prop or a piece of a costume is missing, it’s usually a result of Tommy or Quackity, as the both of them like to mock their fellow castmate’s characters during breaks and in between scenes

That’s all I’ve got for now, but I’m definitely going to make some more. The next batch will probably be regarding how interviews go.

#dreamsmp #dsmp #actor au #dream smp headcanons #tommyinnit #wilbur soot #jschlatt #tubbo #fundy #ranboo #awesamdude #technoblade #headcanons #dsmp headcanons

2K notes · View notes

florencwrites · 3 years

Text

ignoring is bliss 〚technoblade〛

in which [reader] struggles with her lover's inconsequent affection, and a good talk is unfortunately inevitable; the silent treatment has never worked well with techno.

"I don't know what you want me to say." His back had still been turned towards me at this point, the rake heavy in my hands as I tried using it to steady myself in the muddy stable. He kept loading dirty plucks of hay onto his pitchfork, the thinly lined buttoned shirt he was wearing easily letting his back muscles shine through.

I stood silently behind him, deliberating my words thoroughly. I hated when he acted like this, I absolutely despised him. He was one of the smartest men I'd ever had the pleasure of meeting, however, the second things went sideways conversation-wise he always played it painfully personally. He would start correcting my grammar or suggest synonyms for otherwise satisfactory sentences. "I don't either."

"I guess that marks the end of this conversation." He turned around to dump his gathered muck in the makeshift wheelbarrow Phil had built us. His face was hard, his brows furrowed and his features lax. He seemed indifferent, his attitude scaring me to pieces.

"Tech, please." I tried, putting one of my hands up to gesture for him to stop walking. He was now barely lifting the barrow from the ground, ready to head off to the dump. He huffed, his eyes meeting the floor as he put the wagon down. "You know I hate it when you call me that."

"I'm sorry," I muttered softly.

He ducked to grip his hands around the handles again, lifting it from the ground. His knuckles were white where they held onto the leather-covered grips. "Speak up."

"I want to have a conversation with you, okay? Stop acting so fucking stuck up and talk to me." His shoulder brushed past mine as he exited the stables, my voice was high in emotions, definitely on the verge of breaking with desperation.

He snorted. "I'll listen to whatever you have to say when you've calmed down."

"He won't talk to me, Phil." I groaned almost obnoxiously loud, taking a sip of water to wash down both my dinner and my agitation. "You know how he gets."

"All pissy? Tell me about it." He chuckled softly, his forearm shielding his bowl from my sight. He shoveled another spoonful of beef stew into his mouth. Phil and I had never been extraordinarily close, he reckoned Techno and me to be undeserving of each other. A terrible pair. And perhaps we were, at times like this I couldn't help but doubt whether or not we truly were the destined lovers we often thought ourselves to be. "I'll bring him some food later."

I laughed at him, a father at heart. A father to anyone but his actual sons, really. A playful grin on my lips, "You're an enabler, Phil."

That night I crawled into an empty bed. One I hadn't even doubted would be just that; empty. He was weak like that, he'd do anything to avoid conflict. Whether that was because he was afraid of what his blinding rage fits would conjure, or whether he was just an impotent coward. Someone who didn't know how to act around uncertainty and immorality and thus resorted to blaming everything on his treacherous temper.

The sheets still smelled of him, I held them to my nose.

There was no reason for us to fight, I hadn't meant to start one. I simply wanted him to realize how different he acted towards me when surrounded by any crowd. He acted so distant it made me doubt not only us, but myself. My heart ached anytime he pulled his hand away from where I tried leaving him a subtle touch. My skin crawled when he no longer referred to me by the mild, but unmissably warm names he had for me.

However, nothing would ever hurt me as much as meeting his eyes in a room of our friends and seeing the love seep from his irises. Physically witnessing his affection turn into nothing short of mere acquaintance.

Everyone knew us. There was no reason for him to act so cold, so distant. Though, I also recognized that perhaps there was an underlying reason. One I simply hadn't thought of, or perhaps one that I couldn't ever imagine. One that he had retained from his troublesome past.

The thing is, it hurt me to think he didn't trust me enough with his reasoning. That he didn't want to tell me about his thoughts. I'd been extremely careful and meticulous with any information he'd granted me, I was sure to never let what he told me change my opinion of him. I vowed to never look at him any different.

So, why could he not promise me the same?

There was no point in pushing myself from my sheets the next morning. I knew how long his episodes usually lasted, I wouldn't even have to try talking to him for at least two more days. Normally, I'd try, though. I'd sit in the grass right next to where he was working outside, just talking to him about anything and everything I could think of. Back then I thought for his silence to mean confusion, I thought his swirling mind simply needed a break. That a distraction would do him good.

I sat in the barely-molten grass for hours, never getting a reply.

His smell was constricting my airways slowly, every inhale making it harder and harder to breathe. What if Phil was right, what if he truly didn't love me, or not anymore at least? What if it was all an act to have a warm body to fall asleep next to, to have an extra set of hands around the cottage.

I kicked at the sheets, desperate to get them away from me, to get them from clinging to my sweaty body. I only tangled my legs further into the mess. The bed creaked loudly against the wooden floor of the attic, a gust of wind running through a small gap in the roof.

I shot up, finally being able to rid my body of the sheets. I huffed a few times, the annoyance getting the better of me. I slung my legs over the side of the bed, now just sitting on the wooden frame, letting my eyes wander over the walls. The pictures of us that were tightly tacked to the planks, photos of our favorite pets and our best of friends. Photos of us with Phil and Tommy, and even a stray photo of me and Wilbur, back when we were kids.

My gaze found its way towards the singular window behind our bed, the only one of two walls that weren't entirely slanted. His red robe stood out like a sore thumb in the feeble blanket of slushy snow that had been slowly accumulating over the course of the night. Summer was officially over once again, and the cold would soon make it so we could no longer afford to sleep alone.

He rarely wore his robe outside of special occasions, he usually would simply opt for one of his brown ones. One was trimmed with a thick deer fur, the leather on it sure to keep all frost out. The other one was his summer one, the more dirty one of the two. It was always stained with blood, since it would also be the one he went hunting with. He disliked hunting in the winter, the harsh winds and easily discernible prints made it no fun, according to him. He stacked up during the summer, drying his meats to allow them to be kept safe for months, if not years.

But now he was wearing his red robe, lined with the finest of polar bear fur. The one that had the special compartments for his potions, and the one I had sown a totem into. For good luck. He rarely wore it for any occasion but war.

He pushed himself from the ground, turning around swiftly; the velocity making his cape whisk dramatically up in the wind. His eyes seemed fixated on the ground until they unwarrantedly shot up to the window I was sitting at. Any other day, I would've averted my gaze. Not now. He knew I was staring, and he was allowed to know so. I held my eyes on him until his feet carried him out of sight, into the house. I sighed softly, I felt entirely forlorn without him, without his caring hands and loving eyes. I let myself fall back into the bed, cuddling the sheets once again as I curled away from the entrance. I reckoned he would have to change out of his robe soon, and I didn't want to face him when he did.

I heard the front door slam, and as predicted the rungs of the many ladders soon creaked in his hold. The worn, practically ancient, trapdoor was pushed ajar behind me. I couldn't be bothered to turn to meet his eyes. However, instead of quietly changing out of his clothes, I felt the bed dip. He sat on the side of it, much alike to how I had found myself just minutes before.

"I don't like feeling weak." His voice was rougher than usual, it kept its usual monotone aura, but for some reason, it felt more emotional than ever before. He cleared his throat as if to try and mask it, to no avail, "I don't love you any less."

I shifted in the bed, though, he quickly stopped me, "Don't look at me, that just makes it harder."

I obliged. He let out a trembling sigh, taking his sweet time to deliberate his next words, "Sometimes we are outside together and I'm afraid that when they see how much I care about you, they will realize that you make me weak." I stared at the wall, still curled into the blankets. I wanted nothing more than to hold his face, look at him as he spoke. Instead, I had to make do with the pictures of his face plastered on the wood. His pointy, flappy ears and peaked nose. The two sharp-looking fangs set in the corners of his lips, ones that seemed to disappear when he smiled. He didn't like smiling for pictures, I didn't have a single one of the two of us together where he smiled. The only ones that showed his beautiful pearly whites were the ones that had me behind the camera, something I only then realized might've not been a coincidence.

"It scares me to think they could hurt you for loving me, that's why I don't like holding your hand in town." I shot a quick look over my shoulder, his back was slouched over, his head in his hands with his elbows propped on his knees. He wasn't crying, he simply seemed lost."I never realized that what scares me even more is the idea of you not loving me at all."

I slowly crept from under the sheets as his words fell silent. I crawled over towards where he was sat, near the foot-end of the bed. I took one of his hands from where he had rested his face on it and pulled it out of the way.

I snaked my arms around his neck, pulling my body into his. I draped my legs over his lap as I held him. His built arms felt tender against my exposed back, however, he held me tight. He squeezed softly as another quivering breath escaped his lips. We sat in embrace for a while.

"That's all I asked for, Tech." I smiled into his neck. "I just wanted to talk, that wasn't so hard, now, was it?"

"Shut up." He playfully tried pushing me away from his torso, underestimating the power of my cling. "You know I hate it when you call me that."

547 notes · View notes

strawberiitea · 3 years

Text

So me and the homies (@morning-glory215 and @mcmoth) were vibing in our discord and Eshi asked for drawing ideas and

My adhd ass fucking FIXATED

So here's the worlds best fucking concept, brought to you by your friendly neighbourhood tommy apologists :]

-------

Oh yeah. We're doing bullet format. It's the real deal here.

Keep in mind this is. Before the 6th lmfao

Before tommy's exile entirely actually.

In the small little moment of. Quiet they had.

Anyways so imagine it's L'manburg's anniversary or something right

Tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo all decide to do something special for it

Ranboo suggests a festival, immediately gets panicked "NONONONONONONO"'s

"We should open a strip club"

"Tommy, we are not opening a strip club."

"It would be funny though."

They settled on a play where they would act out the history of L'manburg, since Ranboo is unware of it's history

Tommy : why don't we do a play?

Tubbo : like a middleschool play?

Tommy : yeah! Of L'manburg's history! Since Ranboo doesnt know much about it.

Ranboo : oh :O?

Tommy : me and wil did it all the time as kids! We'd do these little shows for phil-

Tommy : and we'd act it out on a stage with costumes and props and music and-

So they get ye old play prepped

Tubbo builds the stage out of spruce slabs, logs, fences, and sheer fucking will power

Tommy writes the entire script for the play on his own

He gets SO fucking into it. It's detailed as SHIT his theatre kid ass went OFF

I hc c!Tommy with adhd and let me tell you he violently hyperfixated on that script

Mother fucker deadass stayed up several nights perfecting the script

Tommy, with bags under his eyes : [slams a stack of papers onto the table] i finished act 1

Ranboo : oh c- act 1?

Tommy, yawning : yeah. 2 more to go.

Ranboo :

Ranboo : tommy when was the last time you slept

Tommy : uhh... Tuesday?

Ranboo :

Ranboo : Tommy it's Monday.

Ghostbur catches wind of the project and he helps with the props, special effects, and music (he uses noteblocks :])

Ghostbur and Tommy mostly worked on the stage together

They had a little too much fun

A little too much childhood nostalgia

Ranboo and Tubbo made costumes out of cardboard boxes

The original plan was for the three of them to fill in all the roles (Three man show!!!) But they really needed more roles. And help in general lets be real.

So they get in contact with Eret

Eret offers to help with the stage

Their dramatic ass ends up revamping the whole fucking thing

Eret : yeah so i added a little touches to the stage :D

Eret : *reveals a whole newly built stage with working curtains, lights, special effects, and hand painted scenery* now I know its not much,

Philza 100% built it with him

He wasn't even asked for help he just saw Eret building it and decided to just throw himself in

Tubbo and Sam wired the lights with redstone

Tommy's a bit saddened by his set with ghostbur being discarded, but he doesn't tell anyone

Eret contacted Niki, and she made hand sewn costumes from fucking scratch

They're such high quality you can't even tell they're costumes

Eret helps Ghosbur with the music more, causing them to accidentally compose an entire ost with 12 different melodies and vibes for each stage of the revolution. Oops.

Tommy finds out, proceeds to name demand to name each melody

To everyone's surpise the names are actually good

Tommy, Ghostbur and Eret singlehandedly turn the play into a fucking musical

SO THE ROLES

Since they were lacking people, they got in touch with Fundy and Jack Manifold

Eret, Niki and Ghostbur all offered to help fill in the remaining roles

Tommy and Tubbo acted as themselves

Tommy insisted on taking Wilbur's role aswell

He just carries a beanie with him and has to constantly run across the stage while hastily putting it on and taking it off, but he fucking insists

For no apparent reason at all, Fundy and Eret switched places and acted as eachother's roles

Ghostbur took on Dream's role, Niki took on Sapnap's role, Jack Manifold took on Punz's role, and Friend was George

Ranboo was the narrator

Everyone was dicking around and very light hearted with their acting

They sat there fucking reading their lines from their palms trying not to laugh

But Tommy? He took it dead serious.

Mother fucker was acting his heart out

Tommy just goes around yelling at everyone to memorise their lines

Tommy : LEARN YOUR FUCKING LINES

Tubbo : PISS OFF

Tommy : L I N E S

Just imagine the contrast of everyone else joke acting while Tommy refuses to break character

The scene with the camarvan has a very close replica to the van itself

Hot dog and all

Lmfao so the flaming hot dog recreation set the stage on fucking fire

So that was something they needed to replace :]]]

I want you to sit down

And I want you to imagine all the solo Wilbur and Tommy scenes

Yeah that's all Tommy running backwards and forwards across the stage taking a fucking beanie on and off

Tommy, standing solemny : Wilbur. I must duel now, to the death. For freedom.

Tommy, suddenly spinning around, quickly pulling a beanie out of pocket and putting it on : No, Tommy! What about your safety! Oh, but I care about you so much more, Tommy, you're so important to me 🥺

Tommy, spinning around again, now with messed up hair and trying to not cry about his own fucking reassurances : Oh no, wilbur... Oh no. I must- I must do this,,,

Tubbo watching from the sidelines, not getting why he couldn't just play wilbur : why are you like this

And SOMEHOW it was COMPELLING acting

THIS MOTHER FUCKER KEPT RUNNING ACROSS THE ROOM AND HIS ROLEPLAYING WAS STILL WAS GOOD THATS HOW GOOD HE IS

Jack Manifold gets no lines as Punz

Niki was insulted by Sapnap, saying she wasn't accurate enough with his role

This led her to ACTUALLY burn down part of the fucking set with flint and steel

Ghostbur as Dream. That's it. That's all you need.

Ghostbur : we- Wait. What am I saying?

Ranboo, whispering : we are at war

Ghostbur, in his sweet crackle voice : oh... we uh. We are at war! So, if you would like to surrender, uh... please do?

That whole scene where Dream tells George how he'll become a king but take in the fact that Ghostbur is Dream and Friend is George

The final control room scene is fucking hilarious mind you

You got Fundy as Eret, Eret as Fundy, Tommy as himself AND Wilbur, Tubbo, AND Ranboo as a narrator

Ranboo, dramatically doing a narration off screen : and they said, with confidence -

Tommy, as Wilbur : OI, THERE IS A TRAITOR IN OUR MIDST

Ranboo, narrator voice : but alas, there was a traitor in their midst

Fundy, as Eret : I'M A TRAITOR, BITCH

I havent even got to Ranboo being a narrator but this man is the true star of the fucking show

Tubbo constantly tells Tommy he can call in an extra person for Wilbur and he just REFUSES

Tommy, doing the duel scene : ah fuck the countdown

Tubbo : Tommy I could fill i‐

Tommy : ABSOLUTELY NOT

At one point Tommy gets frustrated that everyone isnt taking anything too seriously and how it didnt align with his expectations and that it wasnt perfect

No shut up im not projecting wdym

L'manburg means the fucking world to him, of course he wants the history to be portrayed right

So Tommy just decides "fuck it" and takes every role himself

Only like. Ghostbur remains.

Tommy : Y'KNOW WHAT. FUCK YOU ALL. YOU'RE FIRED.

Tommy : ME AND GHOSTBUR ARE DOING THE PLAY NOW >:(

Tubbo : tommy how the fu-

Tommy : WE WATCHED HAMILTON ON LOOP EVERYNIGHT SINCE I WAS 5 DO NOT TEST ME

On the day of the play, it's actually fucking good????

It was terrifying and impressive at the same time

Quackity is brought to tears

Phil is aggressively clapping

Sapnap angrily throws flowers onto the stage

Dream probably slow claps from the fucking shadows

Everyone is moved

And no one knows how

There's this final end scene where they do a cover of the L'manburg anthem, composed by Ghostbur and Eret, sung by the 5 original L'manburgian's

Tommy didn't cry. He definitely didn't cry. What are you talking about

Also the scene contains the old set pieces

Yeah, no, Tommy burst into tears

--------

1K notes · View notes

osmpalliumduo · 3 years

Text

Dream smp actor au my beloved

First season

Dream is a very famous actor, his movies got recognition very quickly regardless of being a pretty new actor, the most popular out of all of his movies being “Manhunt” an action movie that has a lot of improv and fighting scenes

After his second movie of Manhunt he decided that along side with some of his close friends and co-workers to start a tv-show called the Dream smp

It took a really long while to get all the actors for the first season, a lot of planning and getting people to work on sets and props

Some of the actors Dream got to participate were his close friends Sapnap and George who were in the cast of his last movies “Manhunt”

Tommyinnit was a kid Dream found in a small community of actors called “Hypixel: Sky Block series” he went ahead and literally snatched him from that serie and added him as one of the main leads of the storyline of his serie

Tubbo was kind of a addition out of the blue, Tommy after joining the cast decided to take Tubbo with him, a fellow friend and co-worker in the Hypixel series. Dream didn’t had a problem with it after realizing that both kids were insanely talented

Wilbur was, in Dream’s words, the best addition to the cast he could had ever imagined, Wilbur had been in the past in several other popular shows like “SMP Live” and “SMP Earth”

Wilbur not only did an excellent work as an actor but also added so much into the story, helping Dream several times with the storyline and script, eventually becoming a co-writer of the script over all season one

Making the serie itself was hard, but getting everything together and editing was a whole lot of work

But the most difficult thing was actually acting, the thing was that the whole cast of the serie got along so well, that when it was the time to actually act, getting in character was kinda impossible

Even for Dream was difficult to get in character

The whole war declaration took at least five shots because Dream kept breaking character or Sapnap kept wheezing

Eret’s betrayal was one of the last scenes to be recorded because it was just really really hard for the cast to actually act hurt or not joke between lines

The Tommy vs Dream duel was so funny to the cast, even more when Tommy was done with makeup and he literally had an arrow inserted in his stomach

So many memes, so many

The L’manberg era was one of the most difficult to act and write, the cast being new and not used to the whole atmosphere

But when the election and pogtopia era hit in, it was much more easy for the actors to take everything much more serious

Jschlatt and Technoblade were added to the cast and it was insane for everyone, both actors being really close friends of Wilbur because of their old projects together (SMP Live, SMP Earth, etc)

The election arc was, described by the whole cast, as one of the best parts of the whole season

Quackity would pull this insane improvs moments between shots and everyone would just have to run with it, getting a lot of extra but very cool scenes

Tommy and Tubbo would just pull the strangest faces in shots whenever they knew that the camara focus wasn’t in them just to try to make each other laugh

Niki and Awesamdude would sneak food into the set all the time, bags of chips, coffee, chocolate, sometimes even cake

Wilbur, Schlatt and Quackity had this whole competition between them where they would literally live inside the set and whoever stayed the longest would win 100 dlls

The pogtopia era was more easy to record, but much harder to act

Wilbur had lots of trouble being actually mean to Tommy and overall acting as an antagonist

When recording sometimes he would just stop and ask Tommy if he was okay and make sure to let all of the cast know he didn’t meant what he was saying

Tubbo Schlatt and Quackity had overall a very good time recording, most of the time laughing after hard scenes and joking around

Not Schlatt and Techno collectively suffering cus they got at least three hours of makeup prep because of tusks and horns 😭✋

The pogtopia set was one of the hardest to archive, this one having legit stares and buttons on the walls

Tubbo and Wilbur fell down those stares at least five times, Techno almost convinced Dream to use a harness on set

Technoblade revealing the vault full of weapons and stuff for the revolution was such a difficult scene to make because everyone kept messing around with the cool props

Schlatts death was easy to act, as soon as he died he made a peace sign and screamed “I’m outta here!” And proceed to walk out of the set😐

Moving on, Philza’s addition to the last episode of the season was something most of the cast wasn’t aware of, most of the reactions (besides Philza and Wilbur) being completely genuine

Philza is known for his famous serie called Hardcore and a couple of appearances on others people’s series

The end of the season was something hard to do, people had to use harnesses and when explosions occurred they had to be literally thrown into the air getting a lot of genuine screams

Tommy was supposed to be the president of L’manberg but he decided to pass the power to Tubbo in a moment of improv, Dream and Wilbur liked that scene a whole lots

The cast made Wilbur a funeral party after the last shot, lot of people got drunk while Phil just took care of the minors and made sure they didn’t get in trouble <3

Second season

The second season was something that all the fandom awaited eagerly, wanting to see what had happened with L’manberg and the beloved characters, so Dream and Wilbur made sure to make everything perfect, everything connecting points on the story

Ranboo was one of the new additions, a new actor that worked on his own going from place to place, the well known place like Hypixel, Bedwars (Invited by Purpled) and in his own side of TikTok

Dream found out about him and decided to add him just on a go, he of course wasn’t ready for the big impact the boy would have in the story at all

Now, Ranboo is one in the suffering gang, every morning having to spend hours in makeup along side with Tubbo (horns) Wilbur (ghost) and Tommy (exile appearance)

By the way, Ranboo’s storyline was supposed to be separated from the whole L’manberg and Exile story, but Tommy and Tubbo liked him a lot so decided to add him on their storylines

Tommy was supposed to burn down George’s house alone, but the same day they were recording he asked Dream to add Ranboo. And Tubbo decided to make Ranboo his minutes man out of the blue with simple improv and Ranboo went along with it

Oh, talking about Exile

If the cast thought Pogtopia had been hard to act??? Wait for the Exile arc

Literal pain, for literally everyone involved

Tommy is a lil shit but it was legitimately difficult for Dream to be actually that villain and manipulate and ahg, pain

Tubbo and Tommy had so much trouble recording the whole fight scene at the wall, it took at least three days to get the shot right because Tommy and Tubbo couldn’t stop breaking character or laughing

Oh yeah, it was difficult to this kids to stay away from each other, they were so used to working together that it was legitimately difficult to not be together

Which caused for Tommy and Tubbo to sneak into eachother sets and try to chat and just vibe together which would end up with Ranboo dragging Tommy away from Tubbos set and Quackity doing as well with Tubbo

New L’manberg was nice to record, Tubbo tells when he is asked about it, it was a really nice change for the dynamics, including Ranboo and Fundy more, tho he missed Tommy dearly during the recordings

At the very end of exile, one of the last shots, most exactly when Dream has to blow up Tommys stuff, he accidentally tripped with one of the props and ended up breaking a leg

The recording went straight to Twitter where people lost their shit over the scene, mostly because Dream tried to continue the scene with improv but Tommy lost his shit and they had to take the whole shot again after Dream got checked up

Technos execution was planned to happen really early in the season but Techno kept forgetting that he had to get on set so they had to move it slightly at the end, the end of exile and the execution hitting at the same time

The butcher army cast had the idea of the bloody aprons, Dream had this whole thing were they would have this really cool uniforms but they just went “nah, bloody aprons”

Ranboo was supposed to have one as well but he tried to use his character’s morals to get out of it, he succeeded, no bloody apron for Ranboo :)

The whole execution scene at Technos house was so funny to record, things without effects are extremely hilarious

Quackity kept messing up his lines, Tubbo kept falling and tripping when he had to run, Ranboo just didn’t knew what to do, Fundy kept blocking “hits” that he was supposed to take

Techno just wanted to be finished already, he was so tired 🥲

Moving on, the whole death scene where Techno uses the totem of undying was mostly made with editing, the anvil was a green square made out of foam, and the totem was just a green stick

Really funny without effects, really badass after editing

Moving on! Tommy living in a hole was literally not planned, Tommy was supposed to try and hide inside Technos room but he said fuck that and made the team make another entire set for something that would last tops a week 😐

Techno and Tommy had a blast doing the whole “Welcome Home Theseus”. The scene was taken perfectly the first shot because the both of them were so excited for that scene

Finally Tommy can leave the suffering makeup gang cuz his character is healthier now 😌✌️Techno is now taking his place suffering in makeup prep because of his scars and tusks

The day of the Festival was so important to the storyline so everyone was extremely nervous before recording, but it was okay, the whole episode came out really well

Tommy and Techno had to use green capes between the invisible shots and it was just hilarious for everyone on set

Tubbo accidentally forgot his speech and had to improvise in front of all the crew

Dream fell at least twice when he was “building” the walls around L’manberg again

Tubbo and Tommy kept laughing or apologizing to eachother while in the fighting scene

Tubbo accidentally slipped and the disc Mellohi accidentally broke when he was about to give it to Dream 😬

The whole Doomsday deal was something really really hard

A lot of what happened was made with editing so most of what happened on set was just green screens and sounds out of computers to let the actors know what was happening

Technos dogs were actually from a fan! This fan had this whole adoption establishment and decided to let the cast use em for the recording! They even got a tour :)

Technos and Tommy’s whole exchange during doomsday is supposed to be heartbreaking and sad to watch, but Techno and Tommy have such a good relationship that they just, kept laughing, Tommy kept making faces and Techno’s voice wasn’t genuine while saying his lines

Ghostbur’s exchange with Phil almost didnt happened because Wilbur kept refusing to spend five hours in makeup prep lmfao

The whole cast did sang the L’manberg anthem after it was blown up, even Dream and Techno. The clip of the cast just singing will forever stay in Twitter

The aftermath of doomsday was a good change of things, much more calm recording sessions for at least a few weeks

Snowchester was something that Tubbo came up with as pure improv, he liked the idea of some kind of retirement place so he decided to add it after doomsday

Ranboo moving in with Phil and Techno was complete improv as well from Phil’s and Techno’s part, Ranboo literally had no idea what was happening when Phil invited him to live with em

Ranboo literally got snatched lmao

Endgame or the final disk war was surely something

The prop team had to make bout four new sets in the matter of a week, the most hard one to make being the mountain one

Tommy and Tubbo knew that the whole episode would be hard to record but they were still extremely hyped just because they got to record together again as besties

Makeup time at the end was about eight hours, Tommy suffered a lot while Tubbo was just used to it at this point

THE WHOLE PRISON SCENE WHERE ALL THE SERVER GOES THROUGH THE PORTAL??? PAIN.

Everyone is lost, no one knows when to cross, people are missing armor, no one knows where the fuck George is, Punz keeps breaking his sword accidentally, everything is falling apart

Quackity wanted to play a prank on the cast by appearing shirtless in the super intense scene but everyone was so tired of recording that Quackity was actually shirtless in the final shot

Dream stayed in his obsidian box at least half an hour because Tommy kept messing up his lines

At the end of the season, where Dream is finally taken to prison Wilbur makes his appearance to Tubbos and Tommys surprise

Their reactions were genuine because only Dream and Wilbur knew that part of the script

Overall, the end of the season was amazing and the fandom went insane with it

Extra stuff <3

Nobody knows if Skeppy and Bad are actually dating or not, it is a mystery for everyone

Most of the pets used in set were borrowed from fans :)

The Drista saga are used as comedic relief or filler episodes, Drista being actually Dream’s lil sister who insisted in wanting to appear in the show as a god

Michael is actually Technos little brother who went to the set a couple of times cus Techno was babysitting him. He made his way into some of Ranboos and Tubbos shots, after that they decided to adopt him and make Michael canon just cus they liked the kid a lot

Dream decided to give Karl the chance to have a spin off of the show called Tales of the smp after realizing his talent at storytelling. Karl had the possibility to get new actors for the serie but he decided to use the same cast and just make them act differently, the fandom loved it

Wilbur and Tommy had this cool idea between them and after a while of writing and planning they decided to start their own show called the “Origins SMP” featuring some of their friends from other shows, not only the Dream smp

[thanks for reading lol, I think I got slightly carried away]

#dream smp actors au #dream smp au #mcytbr #mcyt #tubbo #tommyinnit #dreamsmp #ranboo #dream #technoblade #wilbur soot #ghost writes #clingy duo #allium duo #tales from the smp

702 notes · View notes

nocturnal-dreams · 3 years

Text

I Just Want It To Stop

==============================

Pairing: Philza x GN!Reader (platonic)

Warnings: depression, cyberbullying

==============================

You sighed staring at your monitor, your twitch chat going by fast on your other monitor, you could barely catch up with what everyone else was saying. You were playing minecraft with your friends Technoblade and Philza, you were the only one streaming so currently you had almost all of Techno’s and Phil’s viewers on your stream eager to see the boys.

You had the blanket that was normally draped over your gaming chair wrapped around your shoulders with your knees tucked to your chest as you listened to the two ramble. You guy were just mindlessly strip mining in your shared hardcore world except the risks were even higher that even if only one of you guys died, then the entire game was over.

Glancing at your basically empty glass of water next to you, you tried to think of an excuse to leave that wouldn’t make Phil worried. Sure you were greatful for Phil and how much he worried about you, he definitely cared more than most people you knew, but you also very almost guilty. The thought of messaging Kristen came to mind to tell her about your problems recently but Phil would definitely find out from her, you weren’t even sure how Techno would be able to answer or help you with your situation.

Wilbur and Niki definitely did cross your mind but it was pushed aside, the same reason you didn’t want to tell Phil, you didn’t want to feel like a burden.

You glanced at the time on the wall noticing it was getting pretty late, sure you didn’t exactly want to leave the call since Phil and Techno were being pretty funny and it was bringing a smile to your face but you were struggling to hold back the tears that were wanting to make themselves known. Thank god you didn’t have a facecam on this stream and your camera wasn’t turned on or else Phil, Techno, or even chat would wonder what was up.

“I think I’m gonna end the stream since it’s getting pretty late and I’m kind of tired,” you said quietly into your mic, your voice cracking slightly as you prayed Phil and Techno didn’t get suspicious of how quiet your voice was or your voice crack.

“Oh okay Y/N, take care of yourself, you know streaming is just something to do on the side, put yourself first,” you could sense Phil smiling like usual, Techno giving a casual goodnight as you ended the stream.

When you made sure you were 100 percent off the call and the stream was over, you hugged your knees closer to your chest and your head between your knees. You hiccuped with each sob, the hiccups almost more painful than the emotional pain you were feeling right now. It just didn’t feel like anything was going right, especially with some hate you were getting online was getting to you.

The hate had started when you first joined the sleepy bois inc group, people getting mad saying you weren’t a guy or that you were splitting up the group. Phil had been the one to get on call with you telling you to not listen to what people were saying online and that a lot of the fans actually loved you but it didn’t help the comments that really got under your skin.

‘I’d rather Niki or Tubbo joined tbh’ ‘But it’s sleepy bois inc, not sleepy bois and Y/N inc’ ‘They aren’t even that funny’

Those were some that hurt the most, you had told Wilbur on call a few times how much you just wanted to quit streaming but Wilbur kept insisting you keep going, that you shouldn’t let the people online dictate how you feel, that you should let the people around you allow you to feel good, not some face behind a screen.

You slid out of your gaming chair uncomfortably and fell face first into your bed, a pile of blankets over your shoulders lighter than the amount of pain you felt as you cried into your pillow. Your body trembling with each tear that ran down your face, hiccuping quietly not wanting to alert your neighbors downstairs and have anyone see you in such a broken state.

You jumped at your phone buzzing beside you, the facetime caller idea lighting up your face inside the dark room as you read ‘Dadza <3′. You sighed knowing you couldn’t just hang up on Phil, that would worry him. You quickly tried to cover up that you had been crying, trying to steady your breathing before answering, Phil’s face appearing on your screen as you pointed your phone up at the ceiling to hide your tear stained face.

“Y/N you okay?” Phil asked on the other line, he seemed to be editing something as he was still sitting at his office, his microphone pushed to the side and his phone perked up so he could see you, only getting met with your ceiling, “I’m sorry, I just notice on call you didn’t sound okay and I got worried.”

You tried to let words slip past your tongue but all that did was a loud sob as you quietly cried trying to hide it but Phil definitely heard.

“Y/N let me see you, please, I’m worried,” you swallowed the large lump in your throat and picked up your phone pointing it towards your face. Phil’s face softened and his heart broken looking at your puffy red eyes from crying and your body shaking slowly as you tried to hide your sobs. “You okay mate? Do you wanna talk about it?” You quietly shook your head watching Phil’s full attention going away from editing and towards his phone where you were, “how about I’ll just talk with you before you go to sleep, I’m pretty sure its late where you are right now and I’d rather you get at least an hour of sleep, you seem overwhelmed-”

“I just want it to stop Phil,” you said, barely above a whisper but Phil heard, his eyes getting glossy just from hearing your broken voice, “everything hurts, I want to quit streaming, its doing more harm than good.”

“How about this,” your head perked up at Phil’s voice, “I’ll talk to Kristen and see about flying over to you to spend maybe a weekend or two, depending how much support you need right now, that’s the best I can do. When it comes to streaming, I know you aren’t gonna like this answer but I agree with you to a degree, maybe not quitting all together but taking a much needed break. If people want to be jerks about you needed a mental break than fuck them.”

You laughed quietly to yourself hearing Phil swear, he always managed to put a smile on your face even in your darkest moments, “I’d like that,” you rested your head on your palm, your tears finally starting to clear up as you curled up in your blankets.

“Until then, do you want me to stay on call with you until you sleep? I can even stay on when you go to sleep in case you wake up and need someone to talk to,” Phil smiled on the other line, the weight on your shoulders feeling like it had been lifted by dadza.

“I’d love that,” you smiled leaning back in your bed, your phone propped up on your beside table, you watched Phil grab his headphones so he could edit while you slept and he wouldn’t wake you up, “wait.”

Phil paused, he put his headphones down quietly, “yeah mate?”

“I love you dadza, thank you for putting up with me.” You smiled warmly.

“Of course kiddo,” and with that, you laid down in your bed, humming to yourself quietly to sleep, Phil still on call like a protective dad although you loved him for it.

==============================

Thanks for reading, don’t forget to like and maybe reblog as it really does help me out

==============================

Taglist: @sadassflatass @ajesterscrown @sugarsoftie @aremegay @twist3dtinkerbell @nova-is-a-goodgirl @appl3-c1d3r @eave3 @elebeleb @1-800-dreamteam

To be added to my taglist just dm me

S-Tierre Taglist: @writinginnit @okschlatt @corpse-br1de

==============================

#philza #philza x reader #philza imagines #dadza #dadza x reader #dadza imagines #mcyt #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagines #dreamsmp #dreamsmp x reader #dreamsmp imagines #sleepy bois inc #sleepy bois inc x reader #sleepy bois inc imagines #no I don't have a stable father figure

948 notes · View notes

bonesandthebees · 1 year

Note

Then there’s how this all comes across do Quackity. I feel kinda bad for him. In Wilbur’s mind, it’s just a threat, but it might feel like more of an ultimatum to Quackity. It’s do this and get a lot of Blaziphane, or don’t do it and and never see another drop of it. And he could have just said no at the start, but Wilbur is speaking his language and he can’t refuse. He also knows that if Wilbur is offering him this much it has to be either something he really wants or something stupid and dangerous. (it’s the latter).

Quackity is trying to figure out as much as he can before agreeing. But Wilbur holds a lot more political power in this situation. More power than most people could ever imagine having. So when Quackity learns he’s going to throw that away and try to run. He’s confused. There could be a few reasons ranging form not understanding why someone would throw away something he wants (if he wants it, that is) to not understanding why Wilbur would want to run from Phil if Phil is clearly fond of him and willing to protect him. Maybe he though that Wilbur wormed his way in and is now confused what his goal was.

Honestly, it’s just more of Quackity not understanding Wilbur at all and trying to figure him out. Meanwhile, the rest of his brain is having a battle between his want for money and his self-preservation skills (as Wilbur puts it). If Quackity’s life got threatened over hitting Wilbur, contributing to Wilbur’s death is probably going to be a lot worse than death. So naturally, he doesn’t want that. (and maybe some part of him does care a little about this kid after the drunk trauma dump)

Mostly he’s just inconvenienced and the feather tattoos show that (that’s such a cool detail btw). But then Wilbur goes and pulls a Phil into full Orpheus mode and Quackity might suddenly understand why Phil is interested in him a lot better. There are a few reasons the intimidation is so effective, most of them related to leaving Quackity in the dark and letting his mind wrongfully fill in blanks.

1. Quackity did not know anything about the invasion in detail. So he just learned about something terrifying Wilbur went through and that probably instantly gains Wilbur some extra respect. 2. Quackity does not know that Wilbur can’t fight for shit. Like sure he hit him once after getting shoved. He would think that Wilbur would have fought him if he could. (or at least handle a punch better). But I don’t think he has any actually confirmation. 3. Quackity thinks using the Voice is impossible for Wilbur, so he’s probably going to assume Wilbur used violence instead. 4. Wilbur accurately sets up how impossible their odds were and is living proof that they did make it. 5. Phil and Techno seem the violent type, Quackity has no reason they wouldn’t want that in a protegé.

Anyway, I wouldn’t be surprised of Quackity now thinks Wilbur killed at least one man. Which he hasn’t, but he’s definitely capable of it. Also, quackity has probably seen a lot of shit as a smuggler, so his imagination is running wild. Did I say props do you for also reminding the reader once more of how traumatic the invasion was? I can’t remember but I’m saying it again.

(3/3)

-🎄

yeahhhh quackity isn't being given much of a real choice in all of this, but again, wilbur has to use the only cards he has. he wants to try and figure out as much as he can before agreeing to something as extreme as this, because he's not an idiot, but wilbur is holding a lot of political power over his head. also, like you said, he's confused what wilbur's motivations are. why is he running if this is what he wanted? he's starting to realize maybe he misinterpreted some things.

quackity knows what the consequences of this could be if phil and techno find out. it's not just about not getting his money. this could put his own life in jeopardy. and, well, maybe he cares a little too. (also ty about the tattoos!! they're such a cool detail I love mentioning)

that's the thing! the best way to pull off a bluff or lie is usually to let people fill in the blanks themselves. quackity doesn't know what happened on eldingvegr, so wilbur gives him just enough information to let him get an idea of it, and lets him assume things from there. and oh boy, does quackity's mind run wild.

thank you!! yes it's been so long since the invasion I felt like I had to remind the readers again just how bad it was for them, especially with the context of chapter 26 :)

#ask #spruce anon #the stars and their children

9 notes · View notes