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[antimony-medusa]

As we all engage with the Egg arc on QSMP, I know we're all having a fun time talking about how emotionally devastating it all is, but I have seen some concerning takes about this, so I want to also reiterate that it is fiction. It's not real.

You can have real emotions about fiction (talk to any D&D player whos run a long campaign about this), but it is essentially fake, it is something you can box up and put away. And if you think you can't tell the difference between a fictional roleplay and real life child death, you need to step away.

Cause like, I have been seeing people comparing egg deaths to real life tragedies, and like. Guys. That's just offensively disrespectful. I do not want Chayanne to die. I'm team "storm heaven and get all the eggs back". I want the happy dragon ending. I have also had real life children die in my life and equating a pixel egg despawning to that makes me actually mad. We can have fun with it but this is fiction and you need to be clear to yourself that it is fiction. The QSMP admins are not "responsible to give you a happy ending" because it is essentially not real, they are ethically responsible for how they treat people in the real world (the players and the admins) not for what happens in the story they are telling.

There are two aspects of this that are important. The first is the most basic. Fiction is not real. It's lies we tell ourselves recreationally. No real people were harmed. No one actually died. The egg's admins are fine and now playing league of legends on stream. You can have real emotions about fiction, but you can also take comfort in the fact that the bad thing didn't actually happen. This allows you to engage with topics that you would never want to happen in real life (horror media, for example), in an entertaining way. Fiction is a safe spot to explore really concerning topics, whether that's something you're afraid of, something that has happened to you, or something that you'd never want to see happen in real life but it scratches that brain itch. And that isn't intended to say that you have to be comfortable with every topic in fiction. Suicide themes even in fiction are too close to real life for me, so I stay away from them. You get to set your own comfort levels with what fiction you're comfortable with. And that leads into my second point. The essense of fiction is that you are opting into it. Except in vanishingly rare cases, if you are engaging with something fictional, you are giving ongoing consent to engaging with the story by continuing to watch/read/listen to it. At any point you can tap out and step away, back into real life. You have the power to control your experience and say "yes I am watching this" or "no I do not want to engage with this actually". You can take the headphones off. You are an active player in how you deal with the fictional story, and if it gets too much for you, you get to step away. You get to write fanfiction and it is just as real as the original. If someone is dying in real life, no amount of blocked terms and telling your friends not to discuss it is going to keep it from happening. It is inescapable. It happens to you, it is enacted on you, you are a passive figure and you have no control. The only thing you have a control over is how you react to it, and this is why a huge element of grief is the powerlessness.

You have power over fiction. You can opt out of it. And if you can't tell the difference between a fake story and real events, a) you need to do work on that, because there is a lot of really upsetting content in fiction that is going to fuck you up, b) you need to step away from the fake story that is doing harm to you, and use that power that fiction gives you to opt out of it. Block terms. Unfollow people. Go do something in real life. Fiction is not real.

#discourse #cw suicide mention #cw child death mention #qsmp #fandom meta

[elvenbeard]

Exposing myself here a little and sharing the current rule-set for my CP2077 Discord I'm the process of setting up below the cut! Below the cut, cause this post it's a lot of text as is.

I think I got all channels set up how I want them for starters, but there will always be room for improvement :D First and foremost I want this to become a place of encouragement and sharing and fun... I really just want it to be an extension of my fandom corner on tumblr here and have a room to chat with everyone I love in one spacereally, that's the whole point XD

Still though, I think some basic rules are good, especially if I decide to open this up to more people down the line - but also, some might find a strict ruleset (or my specific ruleset) not to their taste, hence, before sending out invites, I wanted to put this here.

If we're mutuals, or if you're following me and like what I post, original content and reblogs alike, AND if you wanna be part of this server under the prerequisite of accepting the rules below the cut... Like this post or DM me or leave a reply etc. And I might send you an invite.

(I want to open this up specifically also to people I'm not mutuals with, since I don't always follow back for a variety of reasons. But I have a good memory for user-handles and will recognize you if you interact with my posts on a regular basis!) Important: If I don't send you an invite, please don't take it personally. I might not know you or your vibe well enough yet. Especially if we're new mutuals, or if I'm not following you. But I will check out everyone I don't recognize or don't follow who reacts to this post. I want to keep the server somewhat small in general and especially to begin with, but if all goes well, I might come back to this post here somewhere later down the line and send some more invites! I love you all lots, and especially with my semi-forced hiatus recently I missed interacting with everyone. Being welcomed back so warmly repeatedly by so many people in your tags and replies and all really meant so much <3

So yeah! Server-rules below, react to this post or get in touch with me if you're interested to join based on these prerequesites, invites will go out during the weekend most likely! :D

1. Don't be a dick and use common sense. Be kind to each other. Assume ignorance over ill intentions first and foremost, and when in doubt, stay civil and ask a mod or admin for help via DM.

2. Homophobia, Transphobia, Queerphobia in general, Racism and Hatespeech towards other server members will not be tolerated. Report any talk of this sort to a mod or admin asap if you notice it.

3. This is an adult/NSFW server. You need to be at least 18 years of age to participate and can expect respective content. This is not to exclude anyone younger than 18, but for legal reasons.

4. No 18+ content needs to be spoilered ||like this|| by default. If you choose to spoiler something, which you are always free to do especially in general channels, use a label/indicator describing the content you're spoilering (e.g. [explicit sexual content], [nsfw], [blood/gore], [xyz kink], [tmi]). No kinkshaming please, but also, note rule 5.

5. If someone asks you to spoiler a specific type of niche/extreme content (e.g. extreme kinks, dark and disturbing topics, (mental) health themes like self-harm or terminal illnesses, or any content that could fall under 4) please do so. Be mindful of each other's comfort levels with being exposed to certain darker topics. Being asked to spoiler content does not equal being kinkshamed.

6. Everyone's boundaries are valid and you are free to set them. Simultaneously, nobody should have to censor themselves or their creations either. Spoilering (extreme) content on someone else's request does not equal censorship but is part of being a community.

7. If someone forgets to spoiler a topic that has been previously asked to be spoilered, do not assume the worst and kindly remind the op to spoiler. If the same person keeps forgetting the same things though and you feel like it is on purpose or targeted, let a mod/admin know.

8. If a topic that makes you personally uncomfortable is being discussed in a group setting, stepping away from the conversation temporarily is an alternative to asking to spoiler something (also applies to rule 6). Simultaneously though, due to no blacklisting options on Discord, be mindful of what you post especially if others whose comfort levels you don't know are there with you.

9. Please keep discussions on the server civil. If you've messed up, apologize. If discussions get personal or touch upon server-external issues, please resort to DMs to resolve them. If you need a neutral party to listen, @elvenbeard is always happy to.

10. Do not post content that isn't yours without the explicit permission of the original creator (be it mods, VP, art, writing, etc.). This includes posting links to external works that aren't yours.

11. Start no arguments or spread negativity by discussing non-server-members and their activities.

12. Keep shippy content to the respective channels. Respect each other's ships and headcanons (exceptions: see 13), but also respect the source material(s).

13. If you notice headcanons that are queer-phobic, transphobic, racist, hateful or something similar, especially if they are being framed or discussed as positive, inform a mod or admin asap. Everyone is entitled to their own headcanons, but any falling under these categories will not be tolerated.

#I will not put this in the main tag on purpose #please read carefully!! #personal stuff #will rebump this post a handful of times tomorrow and friday but yess #here goes nothing aaaaahhhh

[angelsandarsenic]

From the moment Cucurucho appeared, I have loved that freaky bear thing

Cucurucho (and the federation) has so much horror potential that is not talked about nearly enough. There's all this awesome creepy fanart of Cucurucho, but the pure horror potential I-

Of course, from the beginning, Quesadilla Island and the Federation have been very similar to communist propaganda, what with the happy go lucky Pato (and admins) giving them steadfast rules with extreme consequences, "I hope you enjoy the island", the census bureau, so much stuff being "classified" and don't even get me started on the happy pills. But this type of behavior has such a psychological horror feel; what specifically gets me thinking all the time is that phrase "I hope you enjoy the island". It's so fucking ominous, especially if you imagine Cucurucho as this Clearly Not Right but is Pretending creature--which you don't even have to, the QSMP did a fantastic job of presenting them that way anyway--the phrase is framed as something positive but is sooooo eerie and👏 I live 👏 for 👏 that 👏 shit👏.

Obviously, I have to acknowledge poor horror protag Cellbit, who's absolutely going through it, but the whole server has huge madness and phobia horror themes, and even home invasion/survival themes in a twisted way, as well as, all together science experiment horror.

The madness/phobia horror subgenre focuses on the effect the situation has on the characters more than any actual killing that may happen. Of course, murder is an excellent scare tactic in this genre, similar to, again, uber controlling governments that "make people disappear" or outright show off execution as a control method. This subgenre is about characters going insane, what drives people to do terrible or desperate things. In this way, the eggs are a huge factor.

Everything about the wall and not being able to leave the island sets up for a claustrophobic, trapped feeling. You are not in control, something something about fragile birds and freedom versus big predators--the Federation is in control. The admins and the code monsters and faceless and named federation workers, the happy pills or outright killing and torturing people, everything you do is either allowed or not by the Federation. It breeds resentment, prompts people to explore and rebel, so the players were given the eggs. It worked as a fantastic distraction, and everyone grew incredibly attached to them, like they were supposed to. This is where home invasion/survival type horror begins to tie in, but I'll get to that.

By the way, has anyone else ever been suspicious about the eggs coming from the Federation and what that could mean for their trustworthiness? I'm not talking about the eggs becoming code monsters, that's sort of a different thing, I mean as the eggs, in everybody's homes and personal lives, they have free access to everything on the island.

The players settled down. They built homes, they made lives for themselves and tasks were required to do to keep the eggs alive, like what happens when people have children for real. It forced them to become familiar and complacent on the island and gave them every reason not to leave.

I don't need to explain the impact that all had, almost every action is driven by the eggs, for the eggs, for family. The way everyone reacted when the eggs got taken, then again, and the desperation everyone has to get them back safe, such as Philza Minecraft willingly walking himself into a trap just for the chance of finding Chayanne.

The Federation can just take away the eggs at any time. They can take away the players' security, autonomy, create mode, etc. What strikes me though is the way the plot has progressed so far, and that's what makes it science experimentation horror.

First, we start with Cucurucho again--emotionless, detached, sterile and white colors/coding, and what is their job? To collect data on the players. Cucurucho has shown up several times throughout the QSMP, including before the eggs ever came into play, as a worker for the census bureau.

The eggs require regular tasks with increasing difficulty, which could be viewed as similar to scientists working with animals seeing how they perform and complete specific activities, like a mouse running through more difficult mazes to find cheese. Then, players get more complicated and specific tasks and no one gets to know why/what they're for usually.

Remember the first time the eggs disappeared, we were afraid they would never come back? I was surprised that they did. I think events like this are the big tests, and maybe it was just me, but it feels like the eggs are being taken and allowed back, not like the players have any actual affect on the situation.

It would be remiss not to mention the backstory that's slowly being uncovered and how some players are being outright experimented on or manipulated by the Federation. Jaiden as Bluebird plus Baghera and Quackity, Cellbit's interactions with Cucurucho and Forever and Pac on the happy pills. Speaking of, I'm so incredibly curious to see what's going to happen to Philza now  👀 👀

The Federation has had very limited interactions with the players and usually through representatives or proxies. They're kind of like a hand of God coming down to mess with stuff whenever they see fit, or again, like scientists, watching and controlling and taking notes. What all for?????? This would also explain Cucurucho's pure hatred of Tubbo--Cellbit was expected, and his investigations were only going so far, then he is easily put back in his place with a little scare, or gets preoccupied (oh how easily Roier could be used against him). Tubbo on the other hand, came out of nowhere. He's a chaotic little anomaly of their new test subjects and doesn't take time to cautiously settle into the island, not to mention he presents as harmless, which was how he got the better of Cucurucho in the first place. Who knows what he could do to the other characters and the Federation's experiments?

It's also worth mentioning that the whole setting is an island. Meaning even though the players can't escape, there are other people/land out there, but the players are in a secluded, controlled environment.

Lastly, "islands" (enviornments that are isolated for the duration of the media in some way) are a main setting of horror and specifically home invasion/survival horror. Similar to phobia/madness horror, home invasion/survival horror focuses more on the buildup before the attack, the characters being watched and the subsequent affect. It also relies on the characters having a a place they feel safe or something/someone they want to protect. That’s what the QSMp created when they gave the players the eggs. Even though the players are on the Federation’s island, they’ve been forced to make homes there and made connections with each other and with their kids. Then, the monsters attack. Monsters that didn’t show up in the very beginning, progressively getting worse and targeting the eggs. It’s like the characters have been dropped on the island just to be food or playthings for the creatures. The characters get high security doors and windows and reinforced blocks, they get powerful weapons. Then there’s the code, and the Federation itself, tearing into the characters’ lives and families, no matter what they do, they’re never safe. There is no sense of security and I think even with Etoiles getting the code monster’s sword and every advancement the players make, it won’t be enough. Not to mention, Philza, one of the best survivalist, innovative and fighter players just got kidnapped.

Lastly, Cucurucho said the eggs left because there was something worse than the Federation on the island. That statement is terrifying on it’s own, but it fits right in with this au genre of horror—the assailants don’t show their faces until near the end of the story, and not only do we know very little about the Federation still, but this new threat looms, completely unknown.

Ok, ok, I know I got way off topic of Cucurucho, but like I said, since they first showed up, the QSMP has had fantastic horror potential, that it’s living up to, we just don’t talk about it much.

#Qsmp #qsmp cucurucho #horror #horror genre #qsmp analysis #q!philza #q!etoiles #q!tubbo #q!cellbit #happy pills #q!forever #the federation #q!jaiden #q!baghera #q!quackity #be not afraid #angel rambles

[the-s1lly-corner]

hello! it’s my first time requesting something, so please lmk if there is a problem with what i am requesting ;v; i was wondering if you could make a Laughing Jack x reader who is really into Victorian Era/classy stuff? e.g. they dress, talk, and own objects of that era. i hope this does not break your rule of no ocs- but other than that, thank you, and have a nice day/night! :)

Laughing Jack x Reader who loves the Victorian era

No need to worry! You're not breaking any rules at all!

Notes: Reader is GN... Admin knows very little about the Victorian era so a lot of this is based off of quick googling and observing themes! Whoops!

CWs: None

Laughing Jack is... old. Very old, actually. In fact he was around during the era in question!

I enjoy the idea that he still has some mannerisms from that era, it would make sense as he doesnt interact with many people all that often... it's a little jarring hearing him combine modern sayings and slang with what was common back then

He helps you with keeping things period accurate, if being.. well accurate... is important to you! From clothing to furniture, he has a sharp memory!

Looooves your fashion sense, it feels familiar..

Always offers to tie anything- laces, bows, ties, and so on! Sometimes gets carried away and makes the knot look really fancy and intricate

Bro makes the monkey knot from spongebob with your laces/j

Tries so hard to not get too rowdy, he doesnt want to accidentally break any of your belongings.. but alas, accidents do happen. Pretty apologetic and tries to make it right

Asks with genuine innocence if you want time period accurate makeup. Not just style wise, but.. ingredient wise as well

Does not understand why things like lead is bad for humans- you... might want to make sure Jack isn't using makeup containing lead or any other not good things

Not that it would mess with him, his body doesnt seem to react the same way a normal person's would but you'd like that peace of mind..

#creepypasta x reader #creepypasta x you #creepypasta imagine #laughing jack x you #laughing jack x reader #laughing jack imagine

[limepigeon]

Theme Poll results and info for Fallen Hero Fanzine 2024

The results for the Theme Poll for the Fallen Hero Fanzine 2024 are in!

The winning theme, with over 30% of the votes, is Coming Home! Original post (for full results) can be found here.

Coming Home: A Fallen Hero Fanzine will be focusing on new beginnings, change and finding your place. It could be as sweet, nostalgic, or unsettling as you want it to be. Maybe you want to explore the feeling of stepping into your new skin for the first time, show what Los Diablos looks like to you, or how your Sidestep would react to being asked to stay the night. The theme is open for interpretation, but the main focus should be on the concept of “home”, whatever that means to you and/or the characters you choose to portray.

I am very excited for this project and I hope as many as possible want to contribute with their creations!

I have been setting up an application form for contributors which I will post (in a new, separate post) tomorrow evening (Friday, 12th of January, CET), together with more practical information for those who are interested in contributing to the zine, so keep your eyes open! The Contributor Application Form will be open for 2 weeks. I will post a separate Admin Application Form, once the contributor application is closed, for those who want to help out with the more administrative tasks.

I will tag all posts regarding the fanzine with “fallen hero fanzine 2024”, for easier finding!

Until tomorrow! 💛

#fallen hero #fhr #fallen hero fanzine 2024 #fallen hero rebirth #fallen hero retribution

[choicesficwriterscreations]

Choices Pride Month

In celebration of Pride Month, CFWC is delighted to host Pride Bingo.

The event will run from June 1st through June 30th. Two lucky winners will win a fanart commission from the lovely and talented @rosefuckinggenius.

The first winner will receive a 2-person, half-body flat color sketch, and thanks to Rose's generosity, there will be a second prize of a 1-person, full-body flat color sketch, as well! The winners will be selected at random and announced on Saturday, July 1st.

For contest rules and guidelines, please see below and...

Happy Pride!!!

Event Rules & Guidelines:

Write fics based on the bingo card categories.

If you write one fic, you get one chance at winning a prize.

If you write more than one fic and get "Bingo" - three in a row vertically, horizontally, or diagonally - you will get three chances to win a prize. (3 chances max per person).

Each fic can only be assigned to one category... so a fic about selecting an outfit to wear to the Pride parade could be in the Pride Parade or Fashion categories, but not both.

Fics must be about Pixelberry Choices LGBTQ+ pairings or characters (canon of fanon).

Fics must be a minimum of 750 words to be prize eligible. (Shorter fics will be shared and included on the event masterlist, but will not be prize eligible).

Only submitted fics are eligible for a prize. @choicesficwriterscreations must be tagged and use the tag #cfwc pride bingo. (Fics found in main tags that meet event criteria will be shared and included on the event masterlist, but they will not be prize eligible.)

Fics can be cross-listed with other fandom Pride events; in fact, we encourage you to do so. Please see a list of other fandom events below.

NSFW and mature-themed fics will be accepted, but they must be rated Mature or Explicit, and any trigger warnings should be noted.

The fic writer must be following @choicesficwriterscreations to be eligible for the prize.

While anyone can participate in the event, creators who have won an art commission from a CFWC contest in the last 6 months and CFWC mods/admins are not eligible for the prize.

About the categories:

The story must focus on characters that are part of the LGBTQ+ community.

We have purposely left the categories broad to encourage participation. Here are some suggestions if you need them.

Pride Parade: planning or attending a pride parade; memories of a past parade; upset that they have to miss the parade because they're sick/have to work; planning their outfit for the parade - pride parade related.

Fashion/Trends: talk about your character's style; trends in the community they like - or dislike; planning a special outfit for pride; ways they express themselves through fashion/trends, etc.

First Date/Kiss: their first-ever; their first with a new person; planning on asking someone out for a first date; talking about a disastrous first date; returning home from their very last first date, because this is the one, etc.

History: We all know about Stonewall (and if you don't, we can send you links!), but this is not limited to any one event, person, or nation. Literally anything about LGBTQ+ history will be accepted.

Coming Out... or not: Why do we include "or not"? Because not everyone believes you have to come out (do straight people make an announcement?). If your character did come out, tell us their story; if they didn't, tell us why. A fic about multiple characters discussing their thoughts on this issue. If a character didn't come out - how did people react when they learned? Anything about coming out... or not.

Gender Identity: What was your character's earliest memory of struggling with their identity; how did people in their lives react; do people respect their choices/pronouns, etc.; tell us a story about how they are now happily living the life they were meant to live, etc.

Family: Was their family accepting or not? Tell us about their found family. How do they create their own family, traditional or otherwise? Proposals, weddings, babies, moving in together, raising kids/pets, divorcing/breaking up, adding someone to (or someone leaving) the polycule. Anything related to family life.

Music & Art: Can be incorporated in any way. An LGBTQ+ artist that inspired them; how the character expresses themselves through music/art; dancing at a club; drag performances; hosting an exhibit of LGBTQ+ artists, you name it.

Other fandom PRIDE events:

Again, you can cross-list your fic with other Choices Pride events. We encourage you to do so! Here are some taking place this month. If you know of others, please let us know. We'd be happy to include them here!

@choicespride is hosting Pride Month Celebration

Pride Month is one of the prompts for @choicesjunechallenge

If you have any questions, feel free to send us an ask, or you can DM @jerzwriter or @cfwc-mod.

#choices fic writers creations #cfwc events #cfwc pride bingo #playchoices #choices the stories you play #open heart #the royal romance #it lives #wake the dead #desire and decorum #red carpet diaries #blades of light and shadow #nightbound #immortal desires #the nanny affair #perfect match

[sherifftillman]

busy streets and busy lives • ralph penbury x reader

A strange day at work gets even stranger when you meet a man who claims he's from 1926. With no certainty as to when he can get back, you decide to take him in until that time arrives.

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Tags: Timewasters (series), modern!au, slow burn, mutual pining, idiots in love™, fluff, some angst, swearing and mentions of adult themes throughout, eventual adult content, alcohol content, penbury is a fanon surname

Word count: 5.8k

A/N: Thanks for all the love on chapter 1, gang! This one's a real slow burn so I hope you're all in for the ride, haha. Also, I had picked the date Ralph arrived at random based on the general timeline I have for this fic, but it was only when making the fake text screenshots that I realised that the following day may have been a major event in the UK, so I'll leave it up to you to decide whether or not Ralph was responsible for that one lmao.

Also!! Big, beeg love to everyone in the jq server for enabling, encouraging and basically co-writing this whole premise, but especially to @hawkinsbanishedhero whose one-off typo, as featured in this chapter, inspired the absolute monolith this fic has become. <3

You wake up to a shooting pain in your back and an ache down one side. You groan as you stir into consciousness; for years you’ve always been able to pride yourself on the ability to sleep literally anywhere perfectly fine, you’d never understood why your friends always complain about back pains and knee pains when you’re all still relatively young, but now you get it.

You manage to pull yourself to standing and stiffly make your way to the kitchen to make yourself some breakfast. You look over at your closed bedroom door, wondering whether to wake Ralph up before you go to work. You don’t have to be there for opening, at least, but you do hope he’s not one to lay in for too long. Besides, the earlier you can get in to catch up on admin stuff before Head Office complain at you, the better.

As though he could read your thoughts, the door opens and a very sleepy Ralph emerges, rubbing his eyes to adjust them to the sunlit room. It’s positively adorable. “Morning,” you smile at him. “Sleep well?”

“Ah, good morning!” Even through his yawns, his voice remains very prim and proper. “I slept delightfully, apart from the occasional din coming from outside. I only noticed that when I was already awake, though.”

“Yeah, perks of being in South London, police sirens are pretty much 24/7 here. You get used to it,” you shrug, and Ralph looks horrified, ignoring your silent offer to make him a cup of tea.

“So, crime just happens? Everywhere? And it’s all just par for the course?!” he asks in shock. You nod, and he frowns. “I don’t think I want to leave the house.”

“You might need to someday, bud,” you point out, still making him one just in case. “I need to go to work, and you might end up going stir-crazy in here all the while,” you gesture at the four walls of your living-kitchen space.

“Yes, it is rather… Cramped in here,” Ralph comments with an upturned nose, though he takes the cup of tea that you slide over to him happily enough.

“Yeah, well. This is how far £900 a month gets you,” You shrug as you take your first sip, and Ralph chokes on his.

“I beg your pardon?!” he sputters out. “Ni- Nine hundre- How much is that really worth?!”

Nodding silently, you hold a finger up and take your phone out. As seems to be routine whenever you and Ralph learn about the stark differences between your time and his, you take your turn to react, almost choking and spitting out your mouthful. “Nineteen pounds?!”

“Well, that still sounds rather extortionate to me!” Ralph replies with wide eyes.

You walk over to where you had last thrown off your jacket and dig out your purse, taking out a £20 note and handing it to Ralph. “This, right here, would have been enough in your day to pay for this whole flat for a month.”

Again, Ralph scrunches his nose in disgust. “I rather feel as though you’re being swindled.” He holds the money up, turning it over and over in his hands. “Is this what money looks like nowadays?!”

“Yeah! Here,” you empty the monetary contents of your purse out onto the kitchen counter. You explain what each note and coin equate to. “I’ll leave them here in case you need to go to the store and get something. C’mere,” you wave him over to the window, pointing down below to a row of shop fronts at the bottom of another estate of flats. “There, on the corner, that’s a supermarket. It’s like, a greengrocers, a pharmacy and a clothing store, all in one. Then, next to it is the gardening store, my number one money sink.” You gesture to the houseplants that adorn the room.

“You do grow a lot of plants,” Ralph muses, smiling to himself as he gently holds a monstera leaf.

“All legal stuff, I promise,” you laugh. “But, yeah. Landlords don’t allow us to have pets, and so I’ve gotta have something to take care of. Of course, if I’d have known I’d be adopting a man born in the Victorian era, I might not have spent so much���”

Ralph, now more awake, bounces on the balls of his feet. “I-I can take care of them if you would like! Our gardener used to teach me all about how to water plants. It came in handy, being out in the garden sometimes. Much… quieter, out there,” Ralph falters, running the leaves between his fingers.

You place a sympathetic hand on his shoulder, “Wanna talk about it?”

He takes a deep breath in as his shoulder tenses up under your touch. “Oh, no, it’s quite alright, you’ve got enough on your plate as it is!”

“Okay. Well, if you ever want to talk about anything, I’m more than happy to hear you out,” you rub your palm against him in a single circular motion before pulling away. “Don’t feel like you have to bottle things up around me, okay?”

Ralph chuckles, though there’s no amusement in it. “Oh, it’s fine, honestly, I’ve no trouble with bottling things up. Rather, it’s the fact that I don’t that leads to most of my problems!”

“Okay. You know what you’re happy to share, I’m not gonna push you. But don’t make yourself sad unnecessarily, ‘kay?” You hold your little finger out. “Here, I want you to pinky promise me.”

This time, Ralph does crack a smile. “Pinky… Promise?”

“Yeah!” you grin. “Like, you know how usually big decisions are made with a handshake to make them official?” Ralph nods. “Well, little decisions that still require a commitment are usually made with a pinky promise. It’s like a handshake, but only linking your little fingers. So, pinky promise me you’ll always tell me if there’s something I can help you with? This whole mess is scary for both of us. But we’re in it together.” You smile softly at Ralph, and he returns it. In the early morning light, you can see freckles bouncing off of his face. Of course he has freckles.

Ralph sticks out his little finger, too, and you wrap yours around his for a moment before letting go. “That was… Fun,” his ears tinge a slight pink. 

“It was!” you grin. “Now, what would you like for breakfast? I’ve got cereal, I could cook you some eggs and bacon. Or, ooh, there’s one more shop I can show you!” You point out the last one in the row. “That’s a bakery. We can go pick up some fresh pastries if you wanted those, too.”

“Whatever is easiest for you,” Ralph insists. You pour him some cereal and milk in a bowl, stick a spoon in it and hand it to him, offering him to join you on the sofa.

“Okay, so while I’m gone, I obviously don’t expect you to sit here twiddling your thumbs until you get back. Now, this thing here, it’s called a television. Sometimes called a telly, sometimes called a TV. This,” you brandish the control at him, “is called a remote, it’s how you control it. You know how you could project films and stuff onto a screen, in your day?” Ralph nods. “This does that without needing a projector. And you can get all sorts of shows and films on there. I wouldn’t recommend you watch the news, just because… Well, you know why,” you pull a face and he nods slowly. “But I’m sure you’ll find something you’ll like, there’s enough out there, that’s for sure.”

“Okay, so the T… V… I can watch people perform on here?” Ralph asks, and you nod. You show him how to flick through channels, and his eyes light up. “Fascinating!”

“And if you want to listen to music, there’s a special speaker, here,” you point to your Amazon Echo. “It has a name, and you can talk to it. So you could say, Alexa, play me some jazz,” you hold your finger up to tell Ralph to wait as the speaker flashes blue.

“Playing songs from playlist Jazz Classics,” the smooth robotic voice tells you, and sure enough, the room fills with the sounds of brass and percussion working in an upbeat harmony.

Ralph absolutely giggles in delight. “Marvellous! What a spectacular creation! And I could ask it to play any sort of music?”

You nod, telling the Echo to stop. “You can even tell it to play music based on what mood you’re in. So, if you need to wallow for a bit, you can have some sad songs to listen to, or if you’re feeling high-energy, you can ask for songs to match that. That should tide you over,” you nod as you take his bowl and yours to the kitchen sink. “I’ll be back around lunchtime to drop you off some more clothes and I’ll get you some lunch too, but if you want a snack in between, feel free to make yourself a sandwich, or…” Another quick Google search tells you toasters were around in 1926. “Or toast! You could make some toast, if you wanted. We’ll go food shopping soon and get more specific snacks for you, but I gotta get going.” You throw your jacket on.

“But what about your money? What if you have to pay for something?” Ralph asks, concerned.

“Don’t worry, mate, I’ve got it covered. That’s yours, yeah?” You point to the kitchen counter. “You can use it however you want when we go out. Just… Don’t go crazy, okay? I don’t exactly break the bank.” You throw your jacket on and wave him goodbye, “See you at lunch!”

Once you leave the flat, Ralph suddenly feels completely stranded. He tries to drown it out by pressing buttons on the “remote” until something shows up. It’s a show about people buying houses that are bare, and fixing them up to sell on. Ralph feels as though they end up looking worse, but he understands why he would feel that way. He just doesn’t understand the modern style, that’s all. It’s not their fault that taste clearly deteriorated over time. Then he watches a show all about “antiques”, though again, it takes him a while to acclimate to recognising certain pieces of furniture as items he’s witnessed being sold in stores just before he left for the army. He wonders, if he keeps watching, will there be an item that once belonged in Penbury House?

His mind wanders back to that comment you had made yesterday. Penbury House. A home that had been in the family name for generations upon generations, now a lowly bookstore. What could have possibly led to it being lost? Were there truly no more Penburys? Had Victoria gone absolutely mad and lost the entire family fortune? Was his accidental trip through time the catalyst to the death of the Penbury name as it was once known? Well, wouldn’t Mother and Father have a lot to say about that. Typical Ralph, can’t hold onto anything. Not even the estate tied to him by his last name, the only thing giving him any purpose.

He realises he needs a distraction. Something to keep him busy. You had mentioned something about toast, the kitchen staff had been very excited to receive a toaster oven not long before Ralph left. He remembers helping the cook, who didn’t know how to read, understand the instructions. It only toasts one side at a time, Ralph knows this. Spurred on by his pride, he finds the bread and puts it in the toaster. 

As he’s trying to find the right button, switch, dial, lever - there’s so many extras on here, which one does he touch? - Ralph begins to get overwhelmed again. Echoes of his parents’ quick deflections, telling him to go ask the staff. The staff telling him that they’re far too busy to entertain children - other than the nanny, of course, who also made it very clear that she was only tending to Ralph’s needs because she was paid to do so. Victoria finding the art of making friends becoming second nature to her, and yet not to him for some reason. It’s not fair, he was just like her. So what made people want to be her friend and not Ralph’s?

Head swimming as the toast pops up, he remembers to turn it around to make sure it cooks on both sides - not realising that both sides had already cooked quite well. Soon, a strange smell starts to fill the flat. Then smoke quickly starts billowing out of the toaster. Ralph, terrified, slowly starts backing towards the door. Then an alarm of sorts goes off. Ralph wrenches the door open and backs out, his moon-wide eyes staring in horror.

Someone from the flat opposite opens the door and starts yelling, running in to unplug the toaster oven, pick up some… Tool that clamps together when they press it so, use it to take both slices out to throw them onto the counter. Ralph watches, back pressed to the wall as though he's tethered there, as this brave soul opens as many windows as they can before marching out to him, coughing their lungs out. "The fuck is wrong with you?! Who are you?! Are you supposed to even be here?!"

Ralph finds himself too stunned to speak. The neighbour rolls their eyes. "Do you at least know the person who lives here?" Ralph nods. "We'll see about that."

Being at work again, ironically, feels like it's been a century despite it only being a day. But the floor is running smoothly, everybody's here and working just great. You're even on track to finish all your admin stuff at long last, when - your phone rings as your neighbour's name pops up. You answer it, confused as to why they would possibly need to call you. “Hello?”

“You dating a dickhead, by any chance?” You hear their voice, a constant panicked hooting that - despite you having just met him - you could easily place as Ralph hyperventilating, and your smoke alarm in the background.

You sigh, “Not dating, but my… An old family friend is staying. Proper sheltered guy, sounds like a massive Tory. Is he okay?”

“Sheltered to the point of not knowing how a fucking toaster works?! I should call the fucking police on him for endangering the whole block!”

“No! No, please, I - Like I said, he’s just very… Look, I don’t have time to go through his life history with you -” read: I don’t have time to bullshit something right now - “but can you just… Keep an eye on him while I get back? I promise, he’s not bad, he’s just…”

“An absolute idiot?”

“Yeah…” You sigh.

“Alright. But only because you’ve been so good about keeping my cat secret.”

“I’ll buy Cheese her favourite tuna on my way home as a thank you!” you squeal in relief as you hang up.

You quickly ring up some clothes in the same size as the ones you’d given Ralph last night, explain to your staff that there’s an emergency at home and to call if they need anything - but please, god, don’t need anything, you think that last part to yourself.

Grateful you took your car this morning, you’re able to get back in a matter of minutes. You run into the supermarket to grab a can of tuna, a toothbrush for Ralph and, in a stroke of genius you’d had on the drive, a SIM card. You manage to successfully pay for everything - thanking whatever's out there that your phone's wallet system actually co-operated with the self-checkout for once - and run everything back to the flats, wanting to prioritise getting back to Ralph over getting the car into the right car park. You can do that once your poor neighbour is relinquished of their Ralph-sitting duties.

Once you get to your floor, you see your door still propped open, and your neighbour sat in their open doorway. With a relieved sigh, you fish out the can of tuna from your carrier bag and hand it over. “I will supply as much of that, and anything you want, as thanks for all this. Please don’t be mad at him -”

They raise a finger to interrupt you and lean over, revealing Ralph sitting on the floor of their flat, absolutely beaming as Cheese the cat paces in front of him, rubbing her head and body against his knees at every chance she can get. Ralph even pets her on occasion, which she takes happily.

Your face drops. “How - I have to use that tuna just to get a sighting of her when I come round and feed her!”

Your neighbour shrugs. “I’m just down here because I’m still convinced she’s doing it to lure me into a false sense of security -” You laugh with them at that, and they sigh in resignation. “But look at him. He’s harmless, isn’t he?”

You nod. “He’s just… Not used to living life on his own.”

They rasp as they stand up. “That’s an understatement. What, was he in some sort of imprisonment?!”

You shake your head. “I don’t even know. I just know that he wanted to get out of where he was. And he ended up here, with me.”

“You’ve got your work cut out for you, then.” A look of realisation dawns over their face as they grin at you knowingly. “Isn’t your flat a one-bed -”

“I am sleeping on the sofa!” You point at the pillow and blanket that still remain strewn over the back of your couch, just about in view of where your neighbour had kept open to keep watch of the flat. Your neighbour laughs as your cheeks turn pink. “I’m not expecting him to stick around, so I’m toughing it out until he can find his feet.”

“Yeah, well,” they shrug. “Just teach him how to use things in a way that doesn’t involve committing arson, alright?”

Ralph finally notices that you’re stood in the doorway, and the delight on his face immediately turns to shame. He stands and bows his head, quickly heading out and into your flat, not making eye contact with you. You frown, though nod a final thanks to your neighbour who thankfully nods back in understanding, and follow him in. “Hey, you alright?”

“I have failed you,” Ralph says simply, his back turned to you.

You walk over to him, deciding he probably doesn’t want physical contact just yet. “No, you didn’t, I did. I should have left instructions, it’s not your fault you didn’t know how it worked.”

“Is it all ruined?” he asks in a small voice.

You put your bag down on the kitchen counter to look at the toaster and shake your head, throwing the burnt toast away. “It’s absolutely fine, Ralph. Promise.” You lean down until you can make eye contact with him and offer him a smile. “Need a hug?”

Ralph, looking on the verge of tears, nods and you walk over to him with your arms outstretched. He buries his face in your shoulder as you feel his breaths become more and more regulated. You smell the smoke still clinging onto his shirt and tap his shoulder to get his attention. Once you’re out of his embrace, you can’t help but wish you’d lingered just a moment longer. You empty out the shopping bag you’d brought in, telling Ralph, “I bought you some new clothes. And a toothbrush. And something else I’m going to show you later. Go have another shower, get that smell out of you.”

While he’s in the shower again, you go to your junk drawer, thankful that you’d decided not to throw away your old phone when you upgraded through your contract. Putting the new SIM card in, you put your old phone on charge and start Ralph-proofing it. You delete all apps except for Google, so that he can find things out for himself. You’d tell him about Alexa’s capabilities there, too, but you feel as though Ralph isn’t quite ready to understand it can’t answer everything. Not like the internet can. While he's somewhat safe in the shower, and while the phone charges enough to power on, you quickly make sure your car isn't getting towed. That would just be the icing on the cake today.

Still, once you're back in the flat, all that stress seems to ebb away when he comes out of the bathroom. “You look smart,” you chime as he walks out wearing the outfit he’d chosen for himself from the clothes you'd provided: a brown plaid shirt and some jeans - you'd overestimated to be safe, but they didn't appear too baggy. Enough for a belt to manage, but they could fit better.

“Well, I couldn’t find a - a suit to co-ordinate anything with, or a tie, so I’ve had to make do. I hope this is suitable enough,” he brushes his shirt down with his hands and fiddles with the collar.

“It looks great, Ralph,” you reassure, waving him over. “Now, this is gonna be a really big thing I’m going to be teaching you about now, so we’ve gotta focus up, okay?”

You teach him how to send a text message to you, the only contact in the phone now. You teach him how to call you. You have him practise calling by going to your room and waiting for him. He gets all giddy when he’s figured it out. You teach him that if typing is difficult, he can press a button, speak into his phone and the words will come up. You also tell him that if he taps the last square on the screen, and types in a question, it’ll tell him everything he needs to know.

Once that’s out of the way, you remember something. “Ah, shit. Uh, hey, Ralph, I’m supposed to be going over to my friend’s place tonight for dinner. If you want, you can join us, or I can cancel -”

“No, please don’t cancel on my account! Oh, but I can’t be trusted on my own here, can I, oh blast…” Ralph falters, but you once again put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

“Nah, don’t be silly, you can come with, it’s fine.” You send the group chat a message:

“They say they can’t wait to meet you! All’s good,” you grin.

“It certainly isn’t, what about your job?” Ralph asks with a frown.

You sigh. "Let me make you lunch, I'll pop back in to finish my stuff. It's been a slow one and I've got a good team on so hopefully they understand if I need to dip early to come back to you. Literally, just text me or call me if you need anything, promise?" Ralph holds out his little finger and you link it with an affectionate smile. "I'll leave the spare key out here on the counter if you want to leave. And anything you want an answer to straight away, that I might not have time to answer, you can tap that last square on the main screen and type in the box, okay?" Ralph nods. You make the pair of you some sandwiches and take yours on the road with you, fishing out your spare key and showing Ralph where you're putting it ("just in case").

By the time you've driven to work, you have a notification on your phone, which you finally read once you're back in the office:

Once you're finally done with admin stuff, for the time being, you go back out onto the floor to check on your team. You fill them in on an old family friend coming to stay, he had a bit of an unfortunate incident with a kitchen appliance, all is well but you're keeping your phone on you just in case. They, naturally, want photos and details, which you promise them soon. When you notice you haven't heard from him in a while, you text him:

Your coworkers watch you with amused concern as you go from snorting with laughter to looking at your phone in horror:

Opting to simply wave them all off rather than try to explain what you'd just witnessed over the past half an hour, you help your sales assistants out as much as you can until you feel another buzzing in your back pocket. Half-terrified at what Ralph could possibly text next, you brace yourself:

You let out a stressed breath as you send that last one, and finally, your team wear you down. You explain that your new temporary housemate now has free reign to leave the house, and after the events of the morning, you'd started to regret letting him. When you tell them all that he's 25 (which technically isn't a lie, he's got the body of a 25 year old), they assure you that even the most simple-minded of men surely could only navigate so far. Still, you can't help but pace the shop floor anxiously, refolding shirts and reorganising displays, until:

Laughing with relief, you excuse yourself for the day. You tell the team that you feel awful for leaving them, but they seem to understand that you have a greater purpose ahead of you.

You call Ralph to tell him that you're on your way home, mostly to make sure you don't still hear the sounds of the street behind him. Thankfully, there seems to be some jazz music playing in the background, so he must have figured out how to get music playing, too.

You unlock your door to see Ralph humming along to a tune, wiggling himself around rhythmically as he sprays the leaves of some budded flowers with water. He acknowledges you with a wide, genuine smile. "Hello!" He singsongs. "I thought I'd spruce them up a little before they go to their new home. Just a couple of African Violets, the shopkeeper said. The ones already in bloom on display looked quite wonderful."

It's not that you're not happy to finally see him excited about something he knows about already, but this is the same man who almost burned the whole flat down making toast just hours ago. Still, look at him. It's nice to see him acclimating.

Since Anna doesn't live too far away, you and Ralph walk over to her flat. He's holding his plants and looking extremely proud of himself, until someone almost walks into him and he's suddenly pulled back into the reality of the streets of modern London. His big eyes dart around as he desperately looks out for danger, wrapping his arms around his gift protectively. You take him by the cuff on his wrist and guide him, weaving through strangers who couldn't care any less about their surroundings.

You hadn't told Anna to expect a gift today, and so she seems thrilled to meet Ralph and take the plants out from his grip. He immediately follows her to start babbling on about what the shopkeeper had said were the best conditions to keep them in. Once she's finally able to set them down, Ralph is still tailing her, looking expectantly for more reaction. Amused and slightly confused, Anna reaches up to pat Ralph on the head. He giggles and rushes over to you. You and Anna share a look before you lead him to meet the rest of your friends.

Scott, Connor and Grace all greet Ralph enthusiastically, and he seems to be bursting at the seams at the prospect of so many people being happy to meet him. He stays relatively quiet as you catch up with your friends.

"So, Ralph…" Scott starts. He goes back to looking terrified. "How are you settling in living with this one?" he shoves your shoulder, and you bat him away, playfully flipping him off.

Ralph looks taken aback at such a casual display of vulgarity, but he continues, "Well, it's only been for the one night, and there's certainly a lot to learn about… This… London," you can tell Ralph doesn't lie well, and appreciate that he's trying to word things in as honest a way as possible. “But, your friend here is a remarkable host and teacher,” he nods, smiling to you. It’s up there with one of the strangest compliments you’ve ever received, but it makes you blush nonetheless.

Anna asks for some help in the kitchen, and while Connor is the first to stand up, Scott pushes him back down with a slowly emerging smile on his face, looking directly at you. “Why don’t you give us the chance to get to know Ralphie here?”

You narrow your eyes, “Why do you say that like you’re in your villain arc?”

He laughs, immediately softening. “I just wanna know what makes him tick. Get to know what he really thinks, y’know?”

Ralph’s eyes dart between the two of you. “Rest assured, I have to reason to lie about anybody here in the slightest!”

“I’m just yanking your chain, Ralphie,” Scott laughs, though Ralph is not amused.

Connor rolls his eyes, “Don’t let him put you off us, Ralph. You can get to know us, too, without a certain someone embarrassing us in front of their new friend,” he pulls a face as he points to you with his thumb.

Ralph grins with excitement, his feet running on the spot where he sits. “Do you have a lot of tales to tell between you, then?”

“Oh, we’ve known each other for years. Went to school together.” You explain as you stand, following Anna’s anguished look from her kitchen door. 

Ralph licks his lips, sadness dawning on his face. “Does that mean you all knew Lauren, too?”

Scott pulls a face, “How do you know Lauren, of all people?!”

Quickly assigning yourself as damage control, you pipe up, “Before he came to me, when he was living elsewhere, he met Lauren, Nick, Jase and Horace.”

“And yet he only mentioned Lauren…” Scott teases.

“Would you stop?” Grace slaps Scott’s shoulder as he laughs, moving over to accompany Ralph, rubbing his shoulder comfortingly. “Clearly things didn’t work out. Her loss, mate.”

Even Connor gets in on the teasing as he snorts with laughter while pointing at you. “What a twist of fate, remember when Nick -”

“You know I never actually asked him out, right? I wussed out at the last minute and just told you all that he turned me down,” you interject, to almost everyone’s groans.

“Nah, that makes sense,” Anna calls from the doorway. “Explains why you’re still such a chicken these days. Speaking of chicken,” she ushers you into the other room hurriedly.

As your friends grill Ralph on what he knows about you so far (“Very little, I’m afraid!”), what his intentions in London are (“Sort of making it all up as I go along, really!”), and his tastes (“I’m really not quite sure, um, I’m quite new to all of this… Modern… I’ve always known the classics, you know?”), you help Anna with her final preparations. 

“So, how long d’you think you’re gonna keep him around for?” Anna asks.

You shrug, “It’s not really up to me. It’s whenever he’s ready to go back home, I guess.”

“I wonder where home is for him,” Anna frowns, and you shrug, focusing on your task. “He’s so… Out of touch. I know Scott was out of line guessing he’s escaped from a cult,” she mouths the word, “but, like, would him going back home really be the best thing?”

“Babe, you’ve known him for all of five minutes, and all you know about him is that he bought you some plants.”

“Exactly! You two are made for each other,” she muses, to which you grab a tea towel to flick at her.

“I’ve only really known him a day, myself,” you counter. 

“And still you let the man live with you,” Anna raises her eyebrows at you.

You shrug again, “I dunno, he’s harmless, i’nt he?” You look over at him, a trace of wistfulness in your gaze as you watch your friends tap his phone for him, pointing things out to him. “I guess we’ll just see what happens.”

Once everything is dished up, you go out to the other room to call them all to pick up their meals. “Hope you haven’t traumatised Ralphie too much,” you comment.

“Not at all!” Ralph beams. “Look at how many new people I have to call and to text message now!” He shows you the addition of your four friends’ numbers in his contact list.

“That’s great, Ralph,” you nod with an affectionate smile. “Now let’s go eat. Sorry none of your favourites are on the menu tonight, mate.”

“Ooh, what are your favourites?” Grace asks.

“Oh, anything with aubergine on the side is always a five-star meal for me!” Ralph grins, and Connor and Scott snort with laughter.

“Hey!” Anna scolds. “No vulgarity at the dinner table, please!”

Ralph frowns. “What is it that’s so vulgar about aubergines?!”

You see multiple people start volunteering themselves to teach him, and hold your hand out to stop them all. “Ralph, there are some questions that you’re better off finding the answers to all by yourself.”

Ralph gasps and points at you, “By using my phone!” You click a finger gun back at him in affirmation. He excitedly taps out a sentence - part of you wants to double-check for him, but you don’t want him to be entirely dependent on you, and besides, he’s a grown man - and frowns at his phone. “Hm, perhaps it takes a while for it to find the answer.”

You groan, “Has the data not kicked in yet? Sorry, that’s on me.”

Dinner goes by delightfully. Of course your friends would make Ralph feel at home. They are home. You wouldn’t even be able to tell amongst the table that one of you was actually from old money - really old money, at that. After dinner, everyone practically fights over getting to play their favourite songs to see how he reacts to them. You could cry every time you see how genuinely happy Ralph looks - though you didn’t want to pry too much behind his back with Anna, you are curious about his life back home. He doesn’t seem too happy thinking about the past, and if he’s so hung up on Lauren, who he barely knew, there can’t have been much luck with any other relationships. Maybe you’ll get to learn more about him. Maybe you won’t have enough time.

But, for now, you’ll happily take the arm he extends out to you as the song changes, laughing as he twirls you amongst the friend group you’ll happily share with him, for however long he needs them.

next chapter

#ralph timewasters #ralph timewasters x reader #ralph timewasters x you #ralph timewasters fanfic #ralph timewasters imagine #ralph penbury #ralph penbury x reader #ralph penbury x you #ralph penbury fanfic #ralph penbury imagine #ralph timewasters fluff #ralph penbury fluff #bsbl #fic: bsbl #*myfics

[hmshermitcraft]

For the Theme

Xiuma, venting: sometimes you just need to go to NASA and throw yourself into the fucking void

Grian, chilling in the void: ... May we suggest a relaxing bath tm instead?

Being an admin is hard at times; a good way to relieve stress is to shout at the void.

Xiuma didn't think much of it until a feathery dragon climbed out, looking very concerned.

~🪶

Xisuma didn't even know things could live in the void, for starters. Nevermind dragons! And then how are you supposed to react when the dragon starts trying to give you therapy. Xisuma likes to think he predicts a lot of problems, but this is something he could've never seen coming.

Grian is more focused on getting this admin to relax than his confusion. A nice bath, maybe a good nap? Grian has been told he's very good to cuddle with. He's just heard this guy venting so often that he's genuinely concerned he's not talking to anybody else about this stress.

Somehow, Xisuma ends up coming back to see Grian. Grian was very firm about it, in fact. He finds it strange the first few times but eventually he starts finding himself looking forward to the time spent with Grian. It's nice being looked after for a change, and Grian isn't bad company! X enjoys the chatter they have.

One day, he'll build up the courage to ask if Grian wants to come with X for a change so he can repay the favour. He just... Still can't get the wording right.

#hermitshipping #ask #grian tag #xisuma tag #grisuma #🪶 anon #mod 🎀 #weekly theme: dragon riders

[ecargmura]

Pokemon Horizons Episode 27 Review - Let's Make Curry!

This is a fun episode for the Rising Volt Tacklers and a nice buildup episode for the Explorers. I do like how both sides are shown without one taking away from the spotlight from the other too much. Besides, the title of the episode is called “As Long I’m With My Companions”, which is the theme of this episode. The RVTs are together eating curry while the Explorers are having a meeting.

Overall, this is a nice development episode for Dot and Liko to strengthen their friendship. It’s rare to see Dot outside again, so it’s a nice treat for viewers. I do like the fact that Dot does care about her friendship with Liko and she’s frustrated when she learned that the information about the Black Rayquaza sighting was a misinformation tactic, which she fell for once again. Fortunately, unlike Episodes 14 and 15, nobody is in danger this time. The only thing that happened to the kids was that they met the Hiker from Pokemon Journeys Episode 101 who gave them curry ingredients. Whether it’s the same guy or not is debatable, but remember that the Nurse Joy designs are the same as the one from the previous series too.

The curry making process was extremely adorable. Just seeing Liko and Roy be all excited for curry was super cute. The fact that Dot never had it makes me wonder what sort of environment she lived in before Murdock brought her to the Brave Asagi. I loved the little detail of the curries Roy and Liko had back home were much different with Roy showing off his good knife skills and dicing his onions very thin while Liko mentioned having chunky vegetable curry back home. The five steps was hilarious as it went from basic cooking steps to the last one being “your heart” topped with hand hearts equivalent to the “Moe Moe Kyun” meme from K-On. Another aspect I liked was that both Roy and Liko made their own curries that matched their own preferences. Unlike Episode 13 where Dot and Ludlow were eating sandwiches inside the ship, all of the Rising Volt Tacklers are now having a picnic outside. It’s so nice to see everyone enjoying the meals this time around. I really want curry now…

On the Explorers’ side, they aren’t as harmonious as their enemies. They’re still antagonistic towards each other and they have a rather stiff environment as they spend their screen time being in a meeting. Amethio remarks that the Hero Pokemon were awakened due to Rayquaza and they should try to locate it to find the others before their enemies do. Regardless, their sights are still set on Terapagos as well. Spinel still seems to withhold vital information about Terapagos and the pendant from his fellow admins; man, I missed Spinel. He’s still the best Explorers admin with his intelligence; he was also the one that threw Dot off the trail with the Rayquaza sighting—he did it on purpose. One thing I liked about the Explorers was that there finally is confirmation that Zirc is a fan of Nidothing; I do wonder how he’d react when he learns that Nidothing is Dot who is his enemy.

With the heroes’ sights now setting on visiting Diana’s antique shop acquaintance, I do wonder how much longer they will stay in Galar. It does feel like they’ve been in the region for a while now. If they do leave the region, where will they go? I’m curious on what will happen next week and where their next destination will be. What are your thoughts about this episode? One more important question: if you like curry, what sort of curry is your favorite?

#pokemon horizons #anipoke #liko #sprigatito #hatenna #terapagos #roy #fuecoco #dot #quaxly #rising volt tacklers #explorers #review #anime #anime review #ecargmura #arum journal

[dullahandyke]

ok hi im here to liveblog case 4 of tgaa. basically what happened was my phone died before i could start liveblogging this case so ive justbeen writing all my witty reactions ina notebook which i shall transcribe thusly. hope u appreciate that im having to read my own handwriting for this

ok hi i'm going pen + paper bcos lana gave up the ghost lols

also right from the start i'm interested in the title of 'adventure of the clouded kokoto' like i haven't reqad sherlock holmes so i'm prob not getting as much out of the case similarities as i could be but i know enough to know that ost of the titles have been loosely based on holmes stories so 'im interested in why this one in particular has a japanese word in the title

i do really like how vortex is handing out all the cases as opposed to ryuu finding them himself, it rlly gives the impression that vortex is powerful and one of their only connections so it makes him that much more intimidating

points... gregson spotted... with his famed chips... he's so mecore (just finished supper chips)

gregson racism moment

susato's conversation magicks r so awesome... who needs spirit channeling when you know how allists work

susato protects al women with susato toss... ily

gregson the one to tell us about reaper of the bailey myth...

love susato's sholmesposting... no. 1 admin on fanwiki

snowman :)

not ryuu giving his commentary on 'the bicycle fad' :sob: we need to bring him to the 21st century and have him run a twitter account reacting to fads such as coffee and nerf guns

...ryunosuke have you walked on stilts and fallen into a river

also susato riding ryuu around on a little bike... so cutes

foggy london town title drop

also someones gonna fucking die on the crystal tower

YES SYSATO THROW STONES AT THE COP CAR... crime queen

damn acab... anyway prison time. idr who the defendant is

oh its soseki innit

god they really did meow meow him

CAN'T EXAMINE THE CELL BOOO... oh the days of examining the guard ever time u came in just in case

i do like soseki's grustrated sprite ut's v shaped

can't talk to people he's just like me fr...

unrelated but god i would kill for some chocolate biscuits rn. was bubbles not atop me i'd be making 10pm brownies yet she is so i shan't disturb her

also love how ryuu's constantly mumbling his internal monologue. go king talk to yourself!

SOSEKI CALLING HIMSELF A SOPPING WET KITTEN :sob:

oh is this the defendan't elegy theme? its rlly nice

#the gaelic athletic attorney

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[dia-souls]

🥀 Subayui fanfic 🥀

Pairing: Subaru🗡️ and Yui🌸

Author: Admin Ava

Genre: Funny, Sweet themes, Happy ending

Chapter : 1

‘’Damn is it that time of year again!? I could’ve sworn that it would be canceled after what happened last time.’’ Ayato said as he laid his cheek on his head and rubbed it roughly as if he was trying to warm his face.

🥀 Gothic Soirée 🥀

"I hope you are all ready for Friday. Remember that this is of utmost importance." Reiji said as he pushed his glasses up and didn't look away from the novel he was reading. Yui and the brothers were already in the limo on their way to school, and Reiji's sudden announcement made everyone, except Yui and Subaru, groan in annoyance.

Laito looked over at his younger brother and couldn’t help but give his signature chuckle. “ Fufu~ I don’t see what the problem is Ayato-kun~ this is one of the school gatherings that I look forward to. Essentially since this year, Bitch-can gets to join too~ Ahh~ just thinking about it makes my fang tingle.’’ Laito said while wrapping his arms around the very confused and now uncomfortable Yui.

Suddenly, Kanato shoved the horny vampire away while sneering at him dangerously. “Ugh! Can’t you go one minute without touching my food? I never permitted you Laito! If you ever touch her again, I’ll..I’ll’’ Kanato sniffed before grabbing a teacup off of the small trays and chucking it directly at Laito's head, I” LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU!” Laito dodge the cup with ease, but as it zoomed past him. It hit Reiji square in the face. Thanks to the force of Kanato's throw, the impact was so strong that it broke Reiji's glasses clean in half.

Silences. The whole car went quiet as everyone witness Reiji's glasses break. Blood trickling down his face. A drop staining his freshly cleaned and pressed uniform blazer. The second oldest brother didn’t make a sound. All he did, was put down his book, took off his blazer, and examine his glasses.

Despite Reiji's lack of emotion, everyone couldn’t tell which was scarier. The fact that he didn’t react, or the fact that his aura became darker with the lack of words coming out his mouth. Although everyone stayed rarely quiet as Reiji somehow put himself back together.

One of them, Ayato to exact, couldn’t help himself and bellow out with laughter. “ HAHA! Damn Kanato your aim is piss poor! You were supposed to hit Laito! Not Reiji! Well, at least he’s stopped nagging in his favorite thing. Oi Table cloth! How does that tea taste? I always thought it would look better on your head-‘’

‘’Ayato…Kanato … It would behoove you to keep your insufferable mouth shut. One more one and I’ll make sure you two regret your actions. Painfully.’’ Ayato's eyes widen as he gritted his fangs.’’ Oi! Why am I getting accused?! Kanato was the one who threw the cup at you! Yell at him, not me!”

Now it was Kanato's turn to look in bewilderment. “Why are you throwing me under the bus?! YOU'RE the one who’s laughing so if anyone should be getting punished it should be you! I should strangle you for speaking ill of me!Once we get out of this car I’M GOING TO-‘’ Kanato immediately ceased his speech as Reiji's maroon eyes glared deeply at the two of them. Like a parent giving their child the look when they have gotten in trouble.” I thought I told you two to shush yourselves. Unless you prefer I shut them for you, permanently…

The two of the triplets immediately ceased their arguing and were as quiet as the dead. Laito held in his chuckle while the others tried to look past this very, uncomfortable, situation. Shu, who opened up one of his eyes looked at Reiji before shutting it once again.’’ Now that those two have finally quit talking. Reiji is it necessary for us to go to this thing or are you taking orders from father again like a little lap dog.’’

Reiji who was already annoyed, grimaced at his older brother as he tried to use magic to repair his glasses. ‘’Yes. Father strictly advises all of us to participate. And no, you have no say in the matter. But by all means, I urge you to stay home and sleep around the house uselessly like you always do. It will be one less person who has to deal with father’s wrath.’’ The eldest and second eldest quietly scowl at one another. Until the youngest finally spoke up .

’’ Alright! Will someone tell me what the fuck is going on?! You keep saying that we're going to do something but you're not saying what the hell it is! Some of us would like to geez I don’t know, not be left in the fucking dark! Quit being ominous and speak up already!’’ Subaru barked at his brothers and then shoved his fist in his pockets.

As Reiji scoffed at his brother's rudeness, Yui who had somehow, gotten out of Laito's grasp, was also curious about what Reiji was talking about,’’ I would like to know too Reiji-San. The others seem like their opposed to what you have said.’’ Reiji turn his attention away from Subaru then quickly scowled at Yui's sudden rudeness as well. She nervously looked away.

“Well, it makes since why you two wouldn’t know. In any case, what I am referring to is the,’’Gothic Soirée”.’ Reiji went quiet for a second to make sure the two of them were paying attention. Then, he continued,’’ It is a ball of the sort. Since Ryoutei Academy main student body is made up of offspring from affluent and prosperous families. It is where student’s and their parents come to donate to the school and for students to mingle with scholars from other school district. It’s an event to help boost up the academy image and to get more students to attend. Our father has much more important matters to attend to in the demon realm so, we go to represent the Sakamaki Household. However I’m a little apprehensive about this year. Not only was last year a complete disaster but this year we have Yui with us and I already have a bad omen for what is to come.’’

Yui looked at Reiji with acknowledgment. She had a feeling she knew how things would turn out this year. After all, trouble likes to follow her around like a lost puppy. Or at least that’s what Reiji had told her once. ‘’So this is basically a school funding raiser I’m I right? If that’s the case then why don’t you just go to represent the old man if he wants to make a good impression or whatever. You would think he would’ve known how chaotic we all are when we’re put together by now. Especially those three dumbasses over there.’’ Subaru received hate glares from his older brothers who couldn’t speak at the moment since the fear Reiji had put in them was still fresh at the moment.

‘’Fufu~ It’s because he wants us to suffer. I thought you would have known that by now Subaru-Kun~ As long as we're distressed, that longed hair bastard is happy. But it's not all bad, after all since it is a gathering that means that many lovely ladies from all over Japan will be coming~ Then it will be a real party. Although, none of them are as lovely and naughty as my Bitch-Chan is~ Mm I can see it now. Bitch-Chan and I dance the night away as everyone looks in envy. Our bodies rubbing up seductively against each other~ Our hands going up and down our bodies over, and over, and over again. Then while everyone’s eyes are on us, I’ll push her hair back slightly while licking her neck as she moans in pleasure~ I’ll sink my teeth deeply into her soft, wet, pale neck as her moans become more erotic~ Hmmm, why should I just tell you when I can demonstrate it ~’’

Laito grabbed Yui by the waist and closely put his face in front of hers. Before he could sink his fangs into her supple neck, the car went under a dark tunnel. In the darkness a hard “SMACK” echoed throughout the car and when the light finally shined through. Yui was safely wrapped in Subaru's arms and Latio had a lavender bruise on the side of his left eye. The car stopped in front of the school building. Subaru hastily grabbed Yui, her bag, and then hurriedly remove themselves from the car before Latio had the time to react.

When they were far away from the others, Subaru set Yui down while he examine her face to her neck. “That fedora-wearing perv…who the hell does he think he is putting his hands on you after describing that disgusting fantasy of his! I should’ve decked him in both eyes when I had the chance! Anyway, are you hurt? He didn’t touch you anywhere? If he did, let me know so I can disinfect you.’’ As Subaru checked Yui was like an anxious mother hen.

She couldn’t help but chuckle at his abrasiveness. ‘’Yes, Subaru-kun I’m alright. Laito didn’t get a chance to touch me before you stepped in and saved me. I appreciate that so thank you very much!’’ The wide smile from the platinum blonde, made Subaru's cheeks flush with a red brighter than the tomatoes Yuma gave them last week.

He looked over to the side to avoid eye contact, the hair in his face making it harder to see how flustered was,’’ Tch. It’s not Like I enjoy helping you or anything. Just…next time don’t sit with them ok! From now on you are required to sit next to me at all times! Understand?’’ Instead of flinching at Suabru's sudden order like she would’ve in the past , Yui couldn’t help but giggle at his shyness.

She remembered how she’s technically older than him. She walked closer to him and placed her hand on top of his hand.’’Hehe. ok, I’ll make sure to sit next to Subaru-kun from now on. I promise.’’ She gave him a gentle head pat before picking up her bag and saying bye as she headed towards class. Subaru snapped out of his gaze and angrily yelled,’’ O-OI! DON’T PAT MY HEAD LIKE SOME PUPPY YOU HEAR ME!’’ Yui hit him with one last smile before continuing to her destination. Subaru stood there for a second, then slowly rubbed his head where she patted him.’’ Idiot…..a kiss would’ve been better…’’

“Awww! You and M-Neko-Chan are so cute together!’’ Subaru instantly turned around to the voice that was behind him.”Kou?! What the hell are you doing here?!’ Subaru growled while pointing his finger at his ‘’best friend’’. Forgetting that his cheeks were still flushed from earlier.

“Now that doesn’t matter now, does it? Anywho I saw you and M-Nero-Chan talking and a question popped into my head,’’ Kou chuckled before smirking at Subaru. ‘’Who are you going to invite to the dance on Friday~?’’

Chapter 1 Ended

To be continued…

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[iconsumeheadcanons]

gathering notes on this crossover

making a list of observations and headcanons of todays crossover episodes

keralis and jevin live in a universe where youtube and twitter exist. keralis knows sausage from videos. sausage doesnt know what theyre talking about and he calls servers ‘realms’.

pix knows of the internet (tbf he doesnt have a character this time round)

is keralis a god. im just gonna assume he is.

tango and jimmy know each other from double life. tango had love hearts on his screen when he recognized jimmy. they just squealed at each other. i am losing my mind. scar also thought jimmy was in another life serie. jimmy knows them all

grian...grian..

“you cant hide from me timmy! >:)”

multiverse grian still going strong of course lmao, grian knows everybody

his character seems to understand the existence of servers and streams. would this be considered awareness of internet or are streams like technoblades chat/voices thingie?

“so who doesnt have an open chest policy?”

fae grian/borrower grian becomes closer to truth every day

(tango and fwhip was a combo i never knew i needed but its so awesome. honestly many of the hermits and fwhip is awesome)

pirate joe is very concerned about how shocked papa k looks like all the time

almost everyhermit showed up in their default skins. impulse is still a bald dwarf tho. pearl is god.

multiple hermits want to make their own empires. they have learned nothing from King Rentheking

jevin da slime. shelby keeps killing his brethren ;; no one bring him to animalia

ofc they did not check to see if they can get back to hermitcraft

OMG THERES NO ACTUAL PORTAL BACK. THEY ARE VERY STUCK.

is there an admin left on hermitcraft? x and tango and joe are stuck in empires lmao

joel knows them as well. im just gonna say its probably bc hes god.

convex are silly as usual

cub is a fan of joel the god. i love cub being completely unfazed by the innuendos. there is absolutely nothing strange about sausage giving keralis his wood.

grian is stealing. i mean borrowing.

ONE NIGHT ARMOR STAND

sausage doesnt know what an armor stand is lmao

empires people wonder whats up with false. shes missing her clothes that she stole from a dead body. is she okay

cogsmeade false took a introverted trip away from all this noise. her mysterious notes might reference the traveling hermits

“THIS IS SAINT PEARL!” fwhip in the background, “ there is no legal action for murder”

scott thinks pearl might be a cosplayer

pearl does not know who sausage is at all, uh oh.

via sausage’s notes:

Keralis: info; lumberjack, speaks spanish; powers; hypnotizing gaze +15

jevin: half slime/skelly, likes to steal; powers unknown

grian: blamed for rift (good knowledge for if sausage ever wants to sue him for emotional damages btw), likes the color red; powers; pesky bird (as heard from others)

scar: cat lover, doesnt like unsafe nether portals, powers; big goblin ears for flight

tango: thinks bubbles is a hyena, likes big hats; powers; low level witch/spell caster

false: doesnt remember me, is she the same false?; unknown powers

impulse: likes to go underground

cub: impressed by my wood!, looks like a scientist

Pearlescent Moon: looks a lot like santa pearla?! used to be fighter; powers; +20 str, +10 ag, +15 speed, +30 awesomeness

cleo: possible pirate, pirate joe killed her parrot, undead day walker +25 (just like sausage!)

an xisuma (or shishswambam): possible pirate, witch hunter?!; powers; heavy armor protections +20 durability

pixl and doc are acquainted. no biggie

someone pls save impulse. he is still sick. very polite

how has grian not blown up the sheriffs tnt shop yet

fwhip and lizzie didnt react to mentions of Grian, but fwhip has heard of scarland theme park. dosney ascends all universes apparently

lizzie is scared of the strangers. just like kitty

oli is also multiversing

hermit locations:

scar ended up in tumble town, intends to build old west locomotive. honorary goblin, aiming for position of deputy (he might move to whoever can bring him a jellie first)

tango will be a wonky engineer for gobland

keralis is probably moving in with sausage. amores

grian and impulse are building a place for the hermits but grians trying to convince oli to move closer

joe is napping at scotts tavern for now

(everyone is gushing about the empires builds and their colors! its so cute! jimmys friends all complementing tumble town is making me smile)

empires leaders are literally all like “oh god, we have guests. we have to clean up STAT”

goblins dont need sleep, probably dont like the overworld because the phantoms

fwhips poor ears..so much noise

grians webcam mic is back. and HIS FRIENDS ARE HERE

gonna pretend his voice is messed up by the rift lol

oli flies on the power of song

grian and oli on the same smp. no one is safe.

grian is making fun oli for being poor and then immediately goes to bully timmy

HERMIT SPECIES: they are shorter. big feet. thats it. (love this idea lmao)

grian... grian.

fwhips texture pack is native variation of foliage in empires smp

hes determined to destroy the empires’s bartering system. capitalist instinct

oh no the rift isnt purple anymore,,,it broke,,,

someone please stop grian from interacting w the multiverse. he keeps getting stuck and breaking things

impulse is in very sick denial about this whole situation, someone please tuck this man into bed he is very lost

lizzie likes that impulse instinctively parkoured on her froggy village

fwhip has incurred a debt onto impulse. poor guy

empires smp is the lands of the thirteen empires

has no one noticed the princess of dawn?

joe was under the assumption that grumbot was punishing them for not finishing the content quests

joe has access to the litematica it seems like

are we counting joes court audition as joe also living in the real world. does he and keralis come from the outside world and jevin and cleo just get to hear about the internet?

someone thought empires was an old hermitcraft world

oli doesnt know most of the hermits

oli and joe is such a gift. oli has adopted them bc he looks so pathetic

im desperate to know about cub and docs reactions to this whole shebang

every emperor says joel is very mean and that he pretends to be tall so everyone humors him by building really tall doors so he thinks he can fit

everyone insisting his empire is classist

pearl and scott and joe and cub investigate upper stratos’s shrine to peril

cub, “hey impulse, have an egg in this trying time”

IMPULSE RECOGNIZES SCOTT but no one else interestingly

“just oli, not bard oli” is joes nomenclature for oli

joe was immediately overwhelmed. felt.

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Hello there~♠️♦️

My name’s Grimsley, which you may or may not already know. You may be asking yourself why someone like me is in such a place like this? It seems I (regretfully) lost a bet with my dear colleague, Shauntal…

Ah, but don’t be mistaken~! I’m just thrilled to be here, so let’s make the best of this, shall we?

Let the games begin~✨

You may find some details below the cut to be useful to you~

Hmm… I’ll include some introductory information. My pronouns are he/him, but I'm comfortable in expressing myself beyond gender norms.

I’m 25 years old at the moment…but some people here insist I may be centuries old-

I stand at six foot exactly…a bit tall, but not amazingly so~

As for my Pokémon, I’ll list them all below:

Liepard ♀ - Violeta

Scrafty ♂ - Cyril

Krookodile ♀ - Nyx

Bisharp ♀ - Celeste

Sharpedo ♂ - Haven

Absol ♀ - Ezra

Drapion ♂ - Juno

Houndoom ♂ - Ferryn

Tyranitar ♀ - Odette

Honchkrow ♀ - Lucie

Clefairy ♀ - Sonata

Roaring Moon ♂ - (TBD)

Torracat ♂ - Mr. Samson Whiskers (yes that’s his full name~)

Purugly ♀ - Silvia

Luxray ♀ - Mr. Electric

Poochyena ♀ - Chimney

Impidimp ♂ - Merri

Shiny Nickit ♀ - Spade

Eevee ♂ - (TBD)

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[afra-blueraz]

Hey!! admin Afra i have following you since the start of your blog @dia-souls do you think among the three heads admin Irsa is most hot headed one like I remember her writing in reply to every person whom hated on you and also how is she doing we really need more fics from her also is there a chance that we might get new blog for admin Ava I noticed you and Irsa have your own blog -(I think that admin Irsa deleted her blog) we really need Ava to have her own blog or if she have one can you give it's name among all three admin you are my favourite one you know!!

OMG. Goodness I really don't know how to react to this 😅. It's both funny and sweet at the same time. Anyway thank you so much for your sweet words. It warms my heart 💞.

About Irsa, ummm.... how can I describe her? She is the best friend a person can have. I think I was just very lucky to meet her.

She is really sweet and lovely. Whenever someone was bothering me, she supported me in the best possible way and I can say that if it wasn't for Irsa's support, I would have left this fandom a long time ago. (It's between us, but Irsa is like Subaru to me. She also has a cute and lovable and tsundere personality that she only shows in front of her best friends, but if someone bothers her friends, she gets very serious 🤭. I hope she won't see this hehe. But she will 🙈. )

And there is something very special about Irsa. And that is that Irsa is literally a genius. She can know people very well, which I can't do at all. She is really a genius psychologist and she helped me a lot in this matter.

And yes, Irsa used to have a personal blog and deleted it for personal reasons. But she is still one of the admins of Diasouls. But it needs time for her to be able to active like before and we hope you understand that. And believe me, like you, I am passionate about Irsa's fanfics. Irsa's ability to write short fanfics and manage the main idea of ​​the story in short stories is much more than mine. I am really incapable of writing fanfics and short scenarios with a main theme. And I also hope that Irsa will write her wonderful fanfics again, but it completely depends on her when she is ready to be active again.

And about Ava, I really don't know if she has any intention of making a personal blog or not. I will ask her. And rest assured, if any of our admins create a personal blog, we will inform you.

And I'm really happy that you think I'm your favorite admin. But believe me, it is not like that. Irsa and Ava's abilities in writing short fanfics and scenarios are much more than mine. I'm only good at writing long novels, not short stories. In any case, the three of us are a group and we are always together and we don't like to choose the best among us because all three of us are good in our own style. Sometimes even a post may be the result of the efforts of all three of us and we try to make a great blog. And thank you very much for your feedback 💞💘.

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YCTiB Moon Big and how the Hermits ended up in Naruto + wth is up with Kaguya. Also, plants.

Once again, this is for my hermitcraft x naruto crossover fanfic You Can’t Take it Back. This is, obviously, HUGE spoilers of the current fic and subject to change. Anyway, onwards, the ramble is a long one. So, as the first part of the title says, let’s start with MoonBig:

I’ve decided that there was a catastrophic server failure. After the moon crashed things were bad. One by one the hermits died off, alone or in small groups, except Xisuma who couldn’t die. A lot of the hermit’s deaths were unpleasant and as the admin, Xisuma felt echoes of all of them dying and losing their connections to his world and how their souls were drifting, waiting for him to make a new world as they were still tied to him and the season 8 world too. Between moon big and how he’d been under Evil X’s control all season, Xisuma’s not exactly at his best. I made a different post that mentioned server stability and Mumbo’s role as ‘CEO of the server’ before and I like the idea of Xisuma being in an admin-related unstable state right out of the season 8 gate. Regardless, Xisuma is stuck with a faulty connection to a dying world where his hermits are suffering and he can’t do a thing. 

Instead of creating a new typical minecraft world like normal he instead makes a smaller, finite world and because of the moon ordeal of season 8, creates it without a moon. The world is ‘modded’ and it’s easiest to farm and harvest plants for exp and to get resources in this world. In theme, a special tree grew at spawn and over time it would be overshadowed by the growth around it.

After guiding the hermits’ souls to the new forming world and waiting a bit Xisuma started to build a thing. It wasn’t really anything specific but it had a lot of rooms, some dedicated to the things they’d never get to complete in the season cut short, and after a while he stopped moving and stood, afk, and wouldn’t move for millions of years.

Time passes and eventually this world becomes recognizable as the Sage of the Six path’s era. A young pale princess named Kaguya who yearns for peace hunts down the god tree (unbeknownst to her, the spawn tree) and eats a chakra fruit to gain supernatural power, intending to use her abilities for peace and to be a just ruler.

At some point she stumbles into a ravine, perhaps subconsciously drawn to the root of her power. Deep below ground, buried beneath sediments settling atop it for longer than humans have existed in this world, is the thing Xisuma built. She wanders the rooms and finds him AFK but believes him to be a statue. She moves to wipe away some of the grime on Xisuma when she notices some color beneath the debris but the chakra she had from the spawn tree reacted with Xisuma, a player and the world’s admin. She saw snippets of things about Xisuma as her main powers were eye based, including the moon crash, a respawn, the impression of afk as a sort of stasis, and a primordial version of her world and she incorrectly deduced that Xisuma had destroyed the world with the moon in the past before creating the building as a temple of some kind and falling into a slumber.

Now throughly terrified of a creature that was certainly not human and had ended the world before she flees, and slowly she begins to accumulate more and more power, haunted by what she’d seen and determined to prevent another apocalypse by any means necessary. Her measures seem extreme to everyone and she begins to turn crueler as people turn their backs on her and lose trust in her, but no matter what she implies or says no one believes her about a slumbering god that could end them all. Realizing that she’d have to stand on her own against Xisuma should he ever awaken she strives to cast aside her humanity and become a god herself since it was the only thing she could possibly do to combat him without help. 

This leads to her lust for power and the ends justify the means ideals that give rise to her zetsu army, however her sons never learn that she was driven by fear, not greed. They fight her ‘corruption’ and seal her away, making a moon much to her horror- she then believes that Xisuma influenced them to do so and is preparing for another armageddon; he had corrupted her sons behind her back somehow, making her mourn that they’d been turned against humanity but as a ruler she understands sacrifice. She is determined to stop them by any means necessary even if they are her sons because the entire world isn’t worth ten thousand lives, never mind two. 

Xisuma meanwhile has no idea any of this has happened and is anxiously waiting for his hermits to be reunited (as they won’t ‘spawn’ in until certain conditions are right). He’s long overdue for some hugs, they’re long overdue for some bodies, and they all need to recover from Moon Big.

When he finally feel’s Scar’s soul tugging some hundreds of years later he stepped out of his crumbling build and was pretty upset to discover that the world formed a moon anyway.

Phew, finally done with this segment! I tried to keep as many elements as I could from the canon Naruto Kaguya storyline and tried to make them cohesive, like adding reason for Kaguya to go from kind to cruel as she had canonically and added an explanation that actually makes sense as to why she interacts as she does with her sons. Like, if she hated them for ‘stealing’ her power why would she get so teary in the final battle when Naruto and Sasuke reminded her of them? That didn’t make sense to me… same with her power lust conflicting with her supposed desires for peace. If she wanted to protect earth from the beginning, which was her reason for eating the chakra fruit, then why was she ‘kind’ at first with a milder approach? The reasoning for her temperament shift never checked out as the level of danger she was aware of never changed; nothing really prompted that huge shift in her as far as I’m aware. I mean, she is an alien in canon, she knows what her kind are capable of from the start so why the back and forth? Plus adding Moon Big and Xisuma purposefully making a moonless world explains why there wasn’t a moon initially as in Naruto canon the Sage of Six Paths creates it when he seals Kaguya away. I thought that lined up so neatly! 

Plus the naruto world being a plant based modded world explains the importance and power of plant based things in Naruto canon (wood release, the god tree, etc.) as well as the hermit’s obsession with plants… there are no exp grinders or deep mines that reach to nonexistent bedrock, no villager trading or iron farms: everything is plant based, hence their focus.

So yeah Kakashi’s going to have A Time. Seriously, how the hell is he supposed to piece this story together? 

I guess the plants will continue to whisper to him ominously for a while yet.

#Thoughtful rambles #Hermitcraftxnaruto #hcxnaruto #crossover #Naruto #hermitcraft #Yctib #fanfiction #Xisuma #kaguya otsutsuki #what a combo #I’m actually really proud of how I slotted this all together #I don’t mention it above but the pre sage moonless planet in naruto canon really bothers me