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mcytblrsexymen · 1 year

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thanks for playing!

(an image ID is under the cut, as well as in the image description. the artists credits and their social media links are also listed under the cut - go check them out!)

hey y'all. we've been quiet a bit. that being said, we have one last thing before we get this event behind us.

this was a really special thing to be a part of. what started as a silly joke we didn't think would get very far ended up being a cultural event within the fandom. thousands of votes, participation from everyone, a thing we'll never forget. we can't express enough how exciting it was to be a part of everything. we, the mods, had a fantastic time with everything. a once-in-a-lifetime kind of experience, you know?

but it wasn't us that made this what it was. it was you all.

we just want to say, from the bottoms of our hearts: thank you. thank you for all the campaigning - for a while, it was practically all we could see. thank you for all the fic - we have a canonized ao3 tag, that's wild. thank you for all the art - several fandoms were practically revitalized by this and it was beautiful to watch. thank you to the ccs who went along with the bit - it was a delight to have you playing in here with us. thank you for the stories you told with this. for the narratives you created. for alliances we would have never seen coming, for betrayals, and most of all for being here, together, doing this. thank you all so much for making this what it was.

anyway, so this art is my thanks to everyone. i commissioned a number of artists from as many different fandoms involved as i could find in hopes of capturing some of the chaotic energy of what might be some of the single most insane two weeks of my life. (and click on the piece so tumblr compression doesn't ruin it - there are SO MANY FANTASTIC DETAILS to look at!)

cheers, everyone. thanks for playing. you've made something special that i don't think we could ever create again, and it was a moment to remember.

<3, second and the sexyman mod team.

ART CREDITS:

confetti @bdoubleowo: goodtimeswithscar, technoblade, ldshadowlady, scott smajor

genesis frog @aroaceacacia: joe hills, saintstarling, itssubz, rtgame, composition, lighting/shading adjustments

siren @chronophobica: zombiecleo, grian, ranboo, tubbo

fluffy @fluffy-papaya: pixlriffs, vikingpilot, zloyxp, rythian

colten @malewifeph1lza: slimecicle, captainsparklez, jschlatt, dream, illumina

kish @kishdoodles and brynn @brynnticus: docm77, aimsey, mythicalsausage, orionsound, clownpierce, eddie the rabbit, owenjuicetv, seapeekay, ashswag, lighting/shading adjustments

td @paradoxalriven: quackity, ethoslab, stage

thank you <3

image ID: a portrayal of the mcytblr sexyman competition, as done by seven different artists, each with their own artstyle. it portrays many mcyters crowded around a stage, onto which a spotlight shines on the finalists. scar and joe are posing at each other in competition. to the right, quackity is climbing onto the stage, boosted by etho. around the stage there are a number of additional mcyters; technoblade, ldshadowlady, scott smajor, saintstarling, itssubz, rtgame, zombiecleo, grian, ranboo, tubbo, pixlriffs, vikingpilot, zloyxp, rythian, slimecicle, captainsparklez, jschlatt, dream, illumina, docm77, aimsey, mythicalsausage, orionsound, clownpierce, eddie the rabbit, owenjuicetv, seapeekay, and ashswag can all be seen cheering on contestants, talking to each other, and watching the competition. there are additional nondescript shadows around the stage in the background, implying an even larger crowd. the image also has the logo for the competition on it.

#mcytblr sexyman #mcyt #hermitcraft #dream smp #lifesteal smp #dominion smp #empires smp #trafficblr #joe hills #goodtimeswithscar #quackity #it feels rude to tag everyone else who is not focal so i will not #but they're all in there!

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fwern · 2 months

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ngl the whole Tubbo being dead(?) thing gets more morbid the more I think about the fact Fit and Philza were laughing about him dying and that hes "just being dramatic" and "the two life thing was just a bit" while Sunny and Chayanne were actively mourning and obviously upset over it all.

and then everyone else leaving and Philza telling the eggs to get into the boat and "Toby will be fine hes just trying to avoid the valentines day event" and Sunny not even fighting it just climbing into the boat with a thousand yard stare as they attempt to come to terms with the fact their pa might just be dead for good now. And Chayanne reluctant to leave his godfathers corpse :(((

also not sure just how "canon" Tubbo ""speaking through Philza"" is but also on that note I dont think Sunny knows about Philzas whole shtick with death (correct me if im wrong ?) so when she wrote "idc" was that her talking directly to Philza under the assumption he was just trying to cheer her up? because thats certainly how I interpreted it 😭😭

oHHH ohh my poor angsty angsty egg :((

#qsmp #qsmp sunny #qsmp tubbo #qsmp chayanne #qsmp philza #maybe will write a post on creator lore but maybe not idk

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which-qsmp-egg-would · 2 months

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It's finally time for the February summary!

And you NEVER guess who won again!

Richarlyson

With 12/58 polls won (20%!!!) and another win under his belt, it's safe to say I'm scared of him. Richarlyson was voted most likely to:

Dig holes in the yard for no reason

Be a terror to a babysitter

Pretend to be kidnapped during a road trip

Try to get struck with lightning

Be a biter

Be better off if he were raised by wolves

Spin in an office chair enough to break it

Wear shorts in 0° weather

Lick a metal pole as a joke but get stuck

Be an Ethogirl

Start the plot of 'The Parent Trap'

Love 'Fortnite'

Wonderful chaos child.

SunnySideUp

Some things never change, do they? Coming in 2nd place for the 2nd month in a row, with 11/58 polls won, is our sunshine princess! They've been voted most likely to:

Sleep with no less than 7 blankets

Demand to paint her parent's nails

Watch Winx Club

Hold their breath to get what they want

Cry every time a parent takes her fishing

Drive around the island in a toy car

Become a leaf millionare on the playground

Wear light up shoes

Follow an internet tutorial to become a mythical creature

Have the most insane roleplay with barbie dolls

Make friendship bracelets

What perfect results for Tubbo's princess!

Dapper

I was actually surprised to see Dapper in 3rd this month! With a score of 9/58 polls won, she's certainly climbed the ranks this time! Dapper has been voted most likely to:

Be really into bugs

Have a dinosaur hyperfixation

Learn how to perform magic tricks

Be able to name every local animal species by name

Perform surgeries on his stuffed animals

Hyperfixate on 'Digimon: Digital Monsters'

Love 'Undertale'

Create "potions" in the bathtub

Collect mundane objects

Ah, just like his father. (I think they would love Digimon, and I will CRACK on this hill)

Pepito

Next is the littlest huevo ever, Pepito with 8/58 polls won! Pepito has been voted most likely to:

Climb a tree and get stuck

Have a comfort blanket that's probably falling apart

Have a pocket full of rocks by the end of the day

Sit on the floor to watch TV

Only sleep in a onesie

Wear velcro shoes because Pepito can't tie Pepito's laces

Accidentally call the teacher mom/dad

Be unable to keep a poker face

I'm realising how long this post is going to be now...

Tallulah

Now is when the point drop off happens. Coming in at 5/58 polls, Tallulah has been voted most likely to:

Eat flowers and judge them by color and taste

Make Valentine's day cards for everyone on the island

Write a musical for her siblings to play in

Cut her own hair

Be the teacher's pet

I'm glad to see her higher up on the list this month! I can't wait to see if her model gets redesigned, I'm confident it will look awesome.

Chayanne

Coming in just under his sister with 4/58 polls, Chayanne has been voted most likely to:

Be concerningly excited to go fishing

Read Sun Tzu's 'The Art of War'

Play the drums

Make a pillow fort to comfort a sibling after a nightmare

He may have come in lower this month, but I'm sure he's happy his sister is getting the attention.

Ramón

These next three are tied, with 3/58 polls won! Ramón has been voted most likely to:

Get really into Hide and Seek

Be on tech for Tallulah's musical

Join Richas in the plot of 'The Parent Trap'

Leonarda

With 3/58, Leonarda has been voted most likely to:

Pretend to be a werewolf on the full moon

Be raised by Wolves

Wear Heelies

Empanada

Now the last with 3/58, Empanada has been voted most likely to:

Sew cool outfits for her siblings

Exclusively eat poptarts in the morning

Have a sugar crash from all of the Valentine's day candy

I'm noticing a theme with those three.

Pomme & Chunsik

Unfortunately, Pomme and Chunsik did not win any polls in February. While Chunsik is the newcomer, Pomme hasn't won a poll yet! Although after that wonderful Paintball poll, I imagine that will change for March! Better luck next time, my complimentary-colored eggs.

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kaytrawrites · 3 months

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QSMP - three little eggs under starry feathers

Summary in which Tubbo puts Tallulah, Chayanne and Sunny to bed at the Minecraft-Sinfonia residence. and Phil's dead asleep the entire time.

Notes yes, Sunny wears a silk bonnet to sleep. they take good care of their coily hair thank you very much. and yes the Minecraft-Sinfonia household sleeps on Japanese style futon beds. they are comfy and can be put away easily when not in use.

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Tubbo gently kissed Sunny’s forehead as they cuddled under one of the Minecraft-Sinfonia Family’s extra quilts Chayanne had happily supplied for them. It was thick and cozy, and smelt faintly of sunshine and spring. “Good night Sunshine…” Tubbo said softly, patting Sunny’s silk bonnet. “And good night to you too, Chayanne, Tallulah.”

Tallulah grinned at her godfather. She grabbed one of her magenta signs and placed it. “you are still invited to stay the night godfather”

Tubbo smiled and crawled over Sunny’s futon mattress to where Tallulah was laying. “Nah. I'm alright. I’ve got stuff I want to work on.” He leaned forward and gave Tallulah a quick kiss on her loose brown curls. “I’ll see you three in the morning.”

He turned to where Chayanne was shuffling with his deeply asleep dad. Phil was laying on his stomach, his wings loosely tucked against his back, held in place by his own thick quilt. The avian man didn’t even stir when Tubbo climbed over his legs to give Chayanne a sneaky kiss. “Good night Chayanne.” Tubbo said.

Chayanne paused his fussing and leaned into his godfather, giving him a quick hug. “Goodnight” The older egg signed, before returning to messing with his dad’s wings.

Tubbo crawled off the line of futon mattresses, and stood.

Chayanne gently unfolded one of Phil’s wings, letting it fall over where Tallulah and Sunny were giggling. Tallulah, well used to her papa’s wings being an extra blanket at night, settled it comfortably over herself and Sunny. Sunny slowly reached out and touched the dark feathers, a small sound of awe escaping them.

Tubbo wanted nothing more than to crawl into the cuddle pile with everyone, under those star speckled feathers, but he did have shit he wanted to work on.

Chayanne settled Phil’s other wing over his own quilt, snuggling down.

Tallulah cuddled a little closer to Phil, and grabbed Sunny’s hand to pull them close when they hesitated to follow suit.

Tubbo smiled at seeing the orange-gold silk bonnet, the loose brown curls and the two golden heads all cuddled closely together. He grabbed his camera from his hip pouch (It’s not a fucking fanny pack. shut the fuck up), and snapped a picture of the sight. It was always a healing occurrence to see the older avian cuddle with the eggs. Well, it was a comfort to be under his wings, full stop.

Maybe when Tubbo was done with the shit he had planned, he would come back and cuddle under those star speckled wings too…

He left a copy of the picture he took on the kitchen counter for Phil to see in the morning, tucking the original into his hip pouch to join the sheaf of other pictures of his beloved daughter and godchildren.

#my fic #mcyt #qsmp #qsmp fanfiction #qsmp tubbo #qsmp tubbo pov #qsmp sunny #qsmp sunnysideup #qsmp tallulah #qsmp chayanne #qsmp philza

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fitmcs-boobs · 2 months

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Pokemon au's popping up just as I regained a Pokemon hyperfixation, fantastic!

Anyways

1st gym - Ghost - Badboyhalo

He's a strong trainer, his gym just happens to be the first many go to. Some say he can even speak to the spirits beyond simply pokemon.

2nd gym - Water - Foolish

The gossip among the region. He's incredibly popular for many things, varying from architecture skills or babysitting, yet he's always had a soft spot for a certain elite four member.

3rd gym - Normal - Cellbit

While normal may not have been the route many would go for, The lead detective of the police department seems it's a fine type if used correctly, due to the simple fact of only having one weakness.

4th gym - Electric - Tazercraft

Pac and Mike, Better known as Tazercraft, lead production for many of the big-city if the region's power (Sorta like Anime Clemont in X and Y) They give the doubles challenge to trainers.

5th gym - Fighting - Fit

Coming from many years in the shadows, documenting events from past wars throughout history, Fit now acts as gym leader, both for trainers and like.. actual use. Some have seen his and Tazercraft's, particularly Pac's, closeness in recent months and wonder what may be happening.

6th gym - Psychic - Antoine

A mysterious guy who walks the towns, yet friendly in conversation. He used to DJ at large parties, apparently.

7th gym - Ice - Nihachu

The sweetest baker around, she works to make both warm delicacies and chill treats for people and pokemon alike.

8th gym - Dragon - Ironmouse

Her dragons are her little babies... even if they're thrice her size <33 She's known for her energetic personality, bring a social media personality is hard but she keeps her appearance up while being as true as she can!!

(debating how to write her CVID if I make this a bigger thing)

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Elite Four

Rock - Vegetta

Recently he's been away for buisness trips... Running things like that are hard! More often then not now, They have to bring a replacement for him :/

Steel - Tubbo

A great inventor with grand factories, he may be the youngest of any high-ranking trainers but he climbed to the top quickly through his skill. He serves as Vegetta's replacement, yet he recognized as an official member.

Flying - Phil

A simple family man, He always seemed to become friends with strong trainers, and for good reason! In large tournaments, he almost always won. Except in one, Where a kid with green hair and a few ghost types won. That's how he really got known in the first place...

Poison - Bagi

A private detective, working to solve what her brother couldn't, She only recently joined the Elite Four after their previous member, Maximus, passed away due to unknown reasons.

Dark - Roier

Just a guy, a very silly guy. Idrk how to describe him just a very funky guy. He's shown to be one of few people who could even DEFEAT the champion, even thpugh everyone thought he wasn't as strong as he was. Sometimes thats the best strategy?

Champion - Étoiles

Known as 'The Kalosian Beast' (that sounds so bad...) He's climbed up since the day he arrived to the region, defeating people one by one and now sitting on top. Despite the fame this may bring, he's actually a pretty casual guy! Talking to people and watching gym battles are some things outside of battling he enjoys.

Idk. The urges hit me as I pulled out my 3ds

#qsmp #qsmp pokemon au #qsmp au #pokemon au's... pokemon au's save me #Idk about team arrangements yet #this is just like.. yeah #not the PLA au though cause I haven't played arceus actually... Just my own thing yk

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lionheartedmusings · 7 months

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yeno what? fuck it, let's talk about morality and the qsmp again using q!bad's current arc as a jump off point.

how is what he's doing any worse than what most everyone else on the island has done before or during their time here?

how is kidnapping a man somehow a bigger overall issue that causes a manhunt than cellbit's regret arc actions? how is it worse than cannibalism, domestic terrorism, imprisoning your friends, murdering employees, grandpas, planting evidence, literally spying for cucurucho, and so on and so forth?

what about what q!bad has done is objectively worse than all these other actions?

q!tubbo doesn't give a shit about ron, he wants to keep fred out of trouble and wants to be proven right. i don't blame him from his perspective, but that's not exactly moral high ground to me.

i literally cannot comprehend why this is such an insane thing that has caused more problems in a short amount of time than literally everything else?

is it because the eggs are not there to pacify and diffuse the situation?

is it because of everyone seeing q!bad as nothing more than a silly guy babysitter?

i genuinely cannot figure it out and it's making me wanna climb the walls of my enclosure. help.

#qsmp #q!badboyhalo

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apollos-boyfriend · 1 year

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apparently Tubbo is trying to get together a group of streamers to do rock climbing for his subathon and he specifically wants everyone to race Jordan for it (which Jordan has said he’s down) . A good chunk of those streamers are MCC participants as well.

We are finally going to get conclusive proof that Captain would absolutely smoke the competition in a IRL MCC oh my god

MY PERFECT VICTORY WILL BE REAL!!!!!

#muse talk #anon #t. tubbo does know jordan rock climbs right #like officially. iirc he trained with markiplier too #like. not only is jordan strong in general but he Knows how to rock climb #i don’t know if he still does it. but he has Actual Experience #he’s going to obliterate them 😭

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thecoddaughter · 4 months

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Holding On To Those You Love

Headcanons about how some qsmp characters hold onto folks. (I started this in my fic notes, but am finishing it here)

Sunny loves to hug around people's legs. She nearly tackled Pac in today's chapter (she snuck another sticker on his prosthetic leg that in no way matches Richas' art). I love the idea of this small child running at full speed right for people's knees. She will cling to Fit's leg while he walks and he acts like its nothing... Tubbo on the other hand eats dirt every time she does this.

Em holds hands. She grasps a singular hand with her two. She holds on like she's terrified they're gonna be torn away from her. When she's more relaxed, she plays with any rings or bracelets on their hand. She traced veins during bed time stories.

Ramón is still getting used to physical affection cause he is used to holding on to people by their backpacks. The younger kids danger, pick them up by the loop. Triplets running around, white knuckling the loop. Fit doing errands, hand wrapped around the adjustment strap.

Llulah links arms. When she first started doing it, it looked so formal, like a wedding walk. Then she got more casual. She leans into it more, letting whoever she's holding on to guide her.

Tubbo holds on to people by the shoulders. Hand on the shoulder. Arm around the shoulder. Someone sitting in front of him, chin on their shoulder, looking at what their working on. Walking arms slung around them, uneven steps so everyone thinks their drunk but they aren't.

Pepito is a spider monkey. Pepito will climb onto any and everybody's back. Pepito hates walking around, Pepito must be carried. Pepito does not care if it is on their back, shoulders, chest, arms, Pepito just wants to be held.

Dapper holds on to people by the waist. Hugging as tight as he can. A finger around a belt loop in crowded rooms. He holds the younger kids up by the waist to see things better like Bad would do for him.

Pac bonks his head on people's shoulders, or heads, or hands. He rests his head in people's laps. He will run at the kids head first like a bull and start wrestling them somehow gently.

Pomme holds on to people by any loose fabric they have. She has two fathers will massive cloaks (Bad and Antione), which she hides under. Her mother's suit sleeve is almost worn down with holes from Pomme's nervous fidgeting. Same goes with the edge of Dapper's sweater vests.

Bad holds people by their heads. He guides the kids by just palming their heads. He goes up behind people sitting or standing and just rests his hands on their head and then his chin on his own hands. He's tall enough to do it to everyone except Foolish. He only can do it to Foolish if he gets the high ground.

#qsmp #qsmp headcanons #qsmp eggs #q!badboyhalo #q!tubbo #q!pactw

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criesinmultifandommess · 11 months

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The DSMP Nonhumans not...acting human

I just have too many thoughts

so what if I searched up animal facts leave me alone

Ant

likes to bask in the sun

don't touch his tail unless you get permission

Sam

meditates a lot to avoid "exploding" (edit: ok past me just say you saw someone make art about this and stole it /hj)

used to hiss as a kid when he made eye contact with strangers

Bad

Nocturnal but conditioned himself to be diurnal

At first most people are put off by his appearance but then they hear his voice and are like ""??????"

Puffy

hates having to brush her hair

goes through so many brushes

if she hasn't had a haircut in a while, her hair will get super heavy

Puffy making clothes from her wool and giving them to friends

takes good care of her horns

ewes form such deep bonds with their lambs so that when they wander too far, the ewe bleats and the lamb comes back; so imagine Puffy calling for the DSMP kids and all of them perk up

Foolish

constantly in motion, very rare to just see him relaxing

when his teeth falls out, he gives them to people he likes (he has to explain to people that shark teeth fall out constantly, he's fine)

his smile is a little scary to those who don't know that he's a big sharky sweetheart

Fundy

sometimes can be found sleeping in a tree

screams at the most inappropriate times

when he was younger, Wilbur would sometimes catch his son up late at night climbing stuff

hates loud noises because of sensitive ears

foxes are born deaf and blind, which worried Wil until about two weeks after he was born when he finally opened his eyes and started responding to sounds

Phil

Techno will find him preening occasionally

if precious ores or shiny things in general go missing, stop by Phil's first and ask him about it; if it's not him, then it's probably one of his crows that stole it

Ranboo

sometimes will just go outside and stand in grass, staring into the distance

Skeppy

cool to the touch

uses a diamond file to dull his own sharp edges

it doesn't hurt when a small part of him chips off

cannot be hurt by anything less than a diamond tool, which is kind of useless considering everyone has netherite but anyway

Slimesicle

Jello boy :D

Techno

will snort at random times and he hates it

did you know pigs can't sweat and can handle cold temperatures? so imagine him training with Phil and Phil is dying and shedding layers while Techno is absolutely fine

because he can't sweat, Techno has to roll in dirt or something to cool down fksdgj

Phil: what are you doing..?

Techno, covered in dirt after training: nothing

Pigs can run a mile in seven minutes but have shit eyesight so glasses Techno can be absolutely canon

lmao the rest of him is super fit but everything further than two feet from him is blurry

baby pigs are so small but get twice as big in a week, now I'm just imagining chonky baby Techno holy shit help

Tubbo

everyone who says Tubbo headbutts as a sign of affection is absolutely right, I love it

will bleat whenever something mildly inconveniences him

will also bleat when he means to swear (ie: "you motherbleat")

#rp #dsmp #dream smp #awesamdude #badboyhalo #captain puffy #foolish gamers #fundy dsmp #philza dsmp #ranboo dsmp #skeppy #slimecicle #technoblade #tubbo dsmp

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kingsleywrites · 11 months

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You Can't Just Get Rid Of Them!

Tommyinnit x male reader (can be seen as romantic or platonic) Also possibly Tubbo x male reader (can also be seen as platonic or romantic)

CW: swearing

Angst to (slight) fluff

This takes place right as and after Jschlatt banishes Wilbur and Tommy after the L'manburg election.

M/N will be used (meaning male name)

H/N: Horse's name

"I REVOKE, WILBUR SOOT AND TOMMYINNIT'S CITIZENSHIP!" Schlatt's voice boomed and everyone began to panic with a few people punching and shoving Wilbur and Tommy away. M/N stood there, his body slightly shaking. 'This can't be real, no, Schlatt didn't, he wouldn't.' these thoughts ran rapidly in M/N's mind. He looked over at Tommy and Wilbur their faces looked completely devastated and confused. M/N clenched his fists and ran up and onto the podium where Schlatt and his subordinates were. "JSCHLATT!" M/N yelled, he was held back by Quackity. "You-You can't do that! Wilbur founded L'manburg! And Tommy is his right hand! You can't just get rid of them!"

"Last I checked, M/N, I am the president. Sorry emperor." Schlatt said getting closer to him. "No, no you're just a tyrant, hell bent on destroying this nation! We have fought too long and too hard for you to just throw it all away!" M/N pulled away from Quackity, getting even closer to Schaltt. They stared each other down for a few moments before Jschlatt spoke, turning around to face the crowd. "I suggest you hold your tongue or else you'll be joining them. Now get him out of my sight." Quackity grabbed M/N and threw him off of the podium. It wasn't enough for him to die but he sure as hell took a lot of damage. He could hear Wilbur yelling for Tommy to run, M/N wanted to run with them too but he couldn't as much as he hated Jschaltt he had to be here, for his country, his nation, he wouldn't leave L'manburg, not while Jschlatt was in rule, someone had to keep him from doing something stupid. 'Don't worry Wilbur, Tommy, I will find you guys and I will bring you home.'

Later that night

M/n sat on his bed with a bow in hand and a target across the room. He had already screamed and cried that night but he still had some pent up rage, so he was shooting arrows at a target, pretending it was Jschaltt's head. His door opened and he drew his bow, almost shooting it before he saw who it was. "Tubbo! You scared me." M/N lowered the bow, letting his arms relax. M/N could tell how tense Tubbo looked, the male was looking down at his shoes and fiddling with his fingers, M/N let out a sigh. "If it has something to do with Schlatt just tell me so we can get it over with."

"Schlatt wants to speak to you..." Tubbo's voice was soft and calm, probably trying to avoid M/N's outburst.

"HE-" M/N began to yell but stopped himself taking a deep breath and holding his head in his hands, slouching over. "Fine, Where is he?" M/N stood up.

"Follow me." The two walked out of M/N's house and onto the wooden path.

"Tubbo, if this is a trap, just remember that I will kill you."

"It isn't, I swear! He just told me to get you so you two could talk."

The two continued walking up until they reached a big building, they walked inside and began to climb the mountain of stairs, neither of them saying a word. When they get up to the top Tubbo opens up two big wooden doors and they walk inside. "Ah, M/N your here, welcome, welcome." Schlatt motions for Tubbo to go to him, which he abides by, standing beside Schlatt's desk. "What do you want Schlatt?" M/N says, shooting a glare at the man. "No need to be so hostile, I just want to ask you if you're enjoying Manburg."

"L'manburg." M/N puts emphasis on the L.

"Not anymore, you see this great country doesn't take L's, which seemed to be a reoccurring theme with the last President."

"We won our independence away from the SMP you were not there Schlatt you have no right to-" Jschlatt cut him off.

"You lost the war, the only reason why you even have independence in the first place is because Tommy played the hero and gave his dics to Dream."

Schlatt put his arms up and he had a crooked smile on his face. "But that's besides the point." He walked over to M/N, placing a hand on his shoulder.

"M/N you are an amazing fighter, you have the drive that this country needs in its army."

M/N tensed up and somehow he knew exactly what Schlatt wanted.

"I wanted to ask you to be my commanding officer, you will command Manburg's troops as we expand this great country!"

"Work under you? Ha! You're insane if you think I'll command your army." M/N pushed Schlatts hand off of his shoulder and took a step back from the male.

Jschlatt ran his finger through his hair and sighed. "It's fine, sometimes we all need a little bit of motivation." He snapped his fingers and Quackity walked up behind M/N, using one of his hands to grab onto M/N arm and twist it behind him, while his other hand gripped the back of his neck, pushing on two nerves so he wouldn't try and jerk away.

Jschlatt pulled a netherite axe from his inventory and threw it to George who caught it, grabbing Tubbo by the back of his hair and holding the axe to his throat.

"Tubbo!" M/N yelled and tried to run to him but Quackity pushed on the nerves more making his whole body ache and his eyes water.

"So, M/N! You have two options, You can do as I say, and nothing will happen to Tubbo, OR, you can not do as I say and then not only will you be missing Tommy, but you'll have to explain how you got poor Tubbo killed. So what'll it be." Schlatts smile grew and the tension in the air was thick.

M/N stood there dumbfounded. "You wouldn't.." He mumbled, his eyes narrowing. Tubbo took in a sharp breath as he felt the cold axe press against his throat, drawing a small amount of blood. M/N eyes shot over when he heard Tubbo and for a moment the whole world slowed down as he watched the blood drip farther down.

"Tick Tock, M/N I don't have all night, say, how long do you think it takes for someone to bleed out from the neck, a couple of minutes maybe?" Jschlatt taunted M/N. George's grip on the axe tightened and he went to put more pressure on Tubbo's neck before M/N's voice broke the silence.

"Don't! Just stop! I'll do it! Just don't hurt him!" M/N eyes watered as he looked between Tubbo's scared expression and Schlatt's crazed one. Jschlatt snapped his fingers and George took the axe away from Tubbo's neck and pushed him on the ground. Tubbo let out a breath he didn't realize he was holding. Quackity let go of M/N and he fell to his knees before getting up and running over to Tubbo giving him a bear hug. M/N let go and began to inspect Tubbo's face "Oh my god, are you okay, let me see the cut." He lifted up his head only to see that it had stopped bleeding. "M/N, I'm fine." Tubbo's voice was once again calm. M/N helped him up and hugged him again, Schlatt's voice breaking the comfortable silence between the two. "So, M/N I'll see you tomorrow." His voice was still in a mocking tone. "Yeah, sure, whatever makes you happy." M/N said with as much venom as he could muster in his voice.

"Come on Tubbo, let's go." Despite Tubbo needing no assistance to walk, he kept an arm around the boy, looking back at the three as they left the room. The door closed leaving the room in complete silence. George looked at the axe that was still in his hand, the tip slightly covered in blood. "You were prepared to kill Tubbo, right then and there, correct?" George eyed Schlatt who was looking out of a big window that overlooked the newly renamed Manburg. "I was willing to do whatever it took to get that boy to comply."

"You do know that it was a stupid idea to have M/N join, you know how close he is to Tommy, there's no way that he won't try and steal secrets to give to them."

"Of course I know that I'm not dumb! What I need is to be able to keep an eye on him. How can I do that if he isn't working for me?"

"And Tubbo? You don't think he won't try to communicate with Wilbur and Tommy."

"George, Quackity, I am counting on their betrayal."

M/N lightly dabbed disinfectant on Tubbo's neck, him slightly wincing at the contact. "M/N, you don't have to do this, I'll be fine without you helping me."

M/N got up and threw the cloth he used into a cauldron filled with water to be washed later, grabbing a small bandage. "I know you'll be fine without all of this but, I need to, it's my fault that you have this cut in the first place, if I had just said okay to Schlatt instead of being stubborn then maybe that whole fiasco could've been avoided." M/N sat back down, looking at the bandage in his hands.

Tubbo placed a hand on M/N's. "There was no way either of us could've known what Jschlatt was planning, you can't beat yourself up for that. I'm okay, I didn't die, and even if I did I still have another life. I would have been okay."

M/N looked up at Tubbo, his eyes were glossy but he had a small smile on his face. "Still, I started to fix you up, so let me finish." Tubbo let out a small laugh and lifted his chin, allowing M/N to put the bandage on his neck.

M/N looked out his window and saw how dark the clouds began to look in the night sky. "You should probably start to head home now, it looks like it might rain." Tubbo looked out of the window and nodded. The two stood up and M/N led him to the door, opening it up for him and allowing him to step out into the night. "Hey Tubbo?" M/N called out and the boy turned around. "Thank you... for saying that it wasn't my fault, I really needed to hear that."

Tubbo smiled. "You're welcome." M/N walked up to him and gave him one last hug for the night.

"Stay safe okay?"

"Okay, I will."

The two separated and M/N walked back to his house, glancing at Tubbo one last time as he walked further and further down the path. He closed the door to his house and his smile dropped, he walked over to his chest and opened one, pulling out a glowing netherite chest plate. He stared at his reflection for a moment before putting on the chest plate as well as other pieces of armor. M/N grabbed a cloak that was hanging by his bed and put it on, it hid most of the armor as well as the sword that was at his side. He placed his bow on his back and thunder crashed making him look out to his window. It had already started to rain.

M/N walked out of his house and over to his horse that was shaking its head every time too much water would get on (his/her) face. He untied the lead from the horse's reins and hopped on their back. "Come on, H/N, let's go find Tommy and Wilbur."

The two traveled down the path all the way back to the podium where Tommy and Wilbur were declared banished from L'manburg and were shoved out. "Where did you two go." M/N mumbled. M/N pulled the reins making the H/N turn in the direction where he saw them run. "Hiya!" M/N lightly squeezed the sides of H/N making the horse gallop into the woods. The further that M/N got into the woods the denser the trees got, making it nearly impossible to even walk with his horse. M/N pulled out a lead and tied them to a tree making sure to surround the horse in a bit of cobblestone, just as a safety precaution.

He continued the journey on foot, occasionally looking down at the mud to see if he could see any footprints. As he continued walking he saw a small clearing in the woods. Someone was here. He could see the faint outline of the freshly blown out torches. He saw light coming from behind him but before he could turn around a voice spoke. M/N whipped his head around to see Wilbur and Tommy standing in front of him. "M/N?" Wilbur questions upon seeing the boy. "How did you-?" M/N cut him off by running past him and engulfing Tommy in a hug.

"Oh my god, Tommy are you alright?" M/N stopped hugging Tommy but both of his hands were still on his shoulders. "I'm fine, M/N, but how did you find us?"

"I just took off in a straight line from where you two ran." He said with a small laugh. Wilbur cleared his throat, "So I see you only came here to see Tommy?"

M/N let go of Tommy and hugged Wilbur. "No, I just care about him more."

"It's nice to see you again, M/N."

The sound of thunder and lightning flashed in the sky making the three turn their attention to the rain, which was coming down heavier by the minute. "Let's go inside, before the rain comes down even more." Wilbur suggested. The 3 walked into the small dirt shack, Tommy and M/N sitting on the bed and Wilbur leaning against the crafting table.

"Nice little shack you got here." M/N said jokingly

"Hey! Just because Pogtopia is small, doesn't mean that we aren't a great nation."

"Pogtopia?"

"That's what Tommy wanted to name this, he said it was another name for L'manburg, speaking of, what's going on there?"

M/N put his head in his hands, lightly tugging at his hair. "Schlatt has been in power for not even 24 hours and everything has gone to shit, he claims himself to be the emperor, Quackity and George are his vice presidents, Tubbo-" M/N sighs. "Tubbo is his right hand. He can't do or say anything with that asshole's approval!"

Tommy and Wilbur looked at each other with sorrowful eyes. M/N hands drop, his arms resting on his legs. "Tonight... before I came here, Schlatt he-he tried to kill Tubbo."

"What?! Why? Is Tubbo okay?" Tommy questioned raising his voice in distress.

"Tubbo is fine, his neck is cut up a little, that's all."

"What made Schlatt want to kill Tubbo?" Wilbur asked softly.

"He wanted me to be his commanding officer and command his troops as we quote expand this great country. If I didn't say yes, he would've had Tubbo killed with no hesitation, I couldn't let that happen."

Tommy hugged M/N who hugged him back trying not to let the stress tears fall. "It's going to be okay M/N, we'll be okay, we'll get L'manburg back."

M/N let go of Tommy, though his hands still rested on his shoulders. "Tommy, Schlatt changed the name, it's no longer L'manburg, it's Manburg. He said that this country doesn't take L's. Wilbur, he said that it was a reoccurring theme with the last president."

"What? He-he can't do that Wil, can he?"

"He is the elected emperor, technically speaking, yes."

"And what you're just gonna let Schlatt take your name and rake it through the mud?!"

"My name had been through enough-"

"Well I don't have your name and we don't have any time to waste so if you just let me-" Wilbur was the one to cut Tommy off this time.

"No we won't do that, end of discussion.'

The shack went silent for a moment before Wilbur spoke with a small sigh.

"The rain stopped, I think it would be best for you to start heading back M/N before the sun comes up and people get suspicious." M/N nodded and stood up. "I'll walk you out." Tommy said with a small smile.

The two boys walked out of the shack. The smell of rain was still in the air and in the silence you could hear water dripping from the leaves on the trees.

"I'm sorry about what just happened its just-" Tommy was cut off by M/N placing a comforting hand on his shoulder.

"Tommy, It's okay, you both are under a lot of stress and I understand that fights can break out in stressful moments." M/N had a small smile on his face that warmed Tommy's heart.

M/N's hand retracted from Tommy's shoulder and back to his side, M/N went to walk away but Tommy grabbed his wrist.

"Wait!" The two looked at each other for a moment, Tommy fiddled with the hem of his shirt, his hand still wrapped around M/N's wrist.

"Can-Can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead." M/N turned around to face Tommy, whose hand never left M/N's wrist, it wasn't a tight grip but it was comfortable enough that they didn't feel the need to immediately move away.

"I-" he paused for a moment trying to form the right sentence. "The reason why me and Wil got into the fight was because, I want to try and get Technoblade on our side."

M/N was stunned for a moment "The Technoblade? You want him, to help us?" Tommy nodded.

"Do you think he'll do it?" Tommy shrugged. "He's a strong fighter and a great strategist, he could be what we need to help beat Schlatt!" A smile grew on Tommy's face as he spoke.

"I'm assuming Wilbur doesn't like the idea of getting the blade to help?"

"They have beef from the past so I think he's hesitant."

"Tommy, I trust your judgment, if you can convince Technoblade, to be on our side, I'll stand by your decision."

"Seriously?!" M/N nodded. "Yes! I won't let you down M/N! I'll convince him!" Tommy had a huge grin on his face and pulled M/N into another hug, which he reciprocated.

"I have to get back Tommy, I do need sleep for whatever the hell happens tomorrow." M/N said with a light laugh, pulling away from Tommy.

"Alright, get some sleep, I'll see ya later M/N!"

M/N walked away, waving to Tommy until he reached the forest.

"Bye Tommy, and good luck." M/N said softly as he turned around, pulling his hood up and walking deeper into the forest.

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Wow! First writing done! I hope you all liked it if you got this far, if there are any spelling or grammar mistakes feel free to comment them, I am open to constructive criticism as I do want to improve my writing.

Word Count: 3195

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c0rv1dco · 19 days

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Day 209 of drawing ponk until he’s added to the qsmp!

@routeriver @evren-sadwrn @goooser @plnetl @bdaycheesecake @kuprisunshka @snails-are-made-of-jelly

You’ve lost your appetite, and follow Niki up the stairs as your newly trauma-bonded friends make their way to the kitchen. She smiles at you as you reach the top of the steps, and starts handing you pillows and blankets from the first unclaimed room. You carry your arm-full down the steps, nearly knocking into Sam and Jack as they climb the stairs to do the same.

“Sorry.” You nod your head and throw your blankets in a pile. You look up at Tubbo, who hadn’t moved from the room as everyone split up. “Can I move the furniture?”

“Yeah mate, just don’t scratch the floors if you can help it.” He sighed. “Actually, I don’t think I care. This place needs refurbishing anyway.” He stepped over to help, shoving the couch back against a side wall while you picked up a coffee table and moved it out of the way.

“…Well okay. Thanks.” You smiled. You started laying out blankets and pillows to sleep on. Niki and Sam started down the stairs. The air was quiet and awkward. Sam dumped his pile of bedding and Niki started helping you lay it out.

“Are you okay?” She asked.

#ponk #ponk fanart #c!ponk fanart #c!ponk #corcoart #c!niki #c!niki fanart #dsmp #dsmp fanart #dsmp slasher #corcoau

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tacom-literatureu-blog · 6 months

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trick or treat!!

When Tubbo was little, his favorite color was yellow. Like bees, like gold, like dandelions.

When Tubbo was a soldier, his favorite color was green. Like the bandana Tommy gave him, like grass, like trees to climb in.

When Tubbo became president, he claimed he didn't have a favorite color. He didn't have the time to care. Everything was in shades of gray.

When Tubbo met Ranboo, he asked them their favorite color. Just as an ice breaker waiting for everyone else to arrive at the cabinet meeting.

And when Ranboo said purple, that became Tubbo’s favorite color too - Patton

#tacomlu #tacomlu asks #tacomlu tubbo #tacomlu ranboo #tacomlu bee duo #bee duo #cbeeduo #ranboo #tubbo

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latenightmining · 1 year

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content warnings: ableist self-talk, self harm via water, vague mentions of experimentation, typical c!dream behaviors.

“welp, here we are…” he’s walked all this way, but it’s still late at night. he could go home if he wanted to. back to his family, and never tell anyone about this.

but then he’d never know. and knowing is better than not knowing, it always is.

and so ranboo makes sure his helmet is secure, and dives under the water, down into the secret staircase, and descends into the lab.

it hasn’t been all that long since he was last here. in fact, there’s still a lantern he forgot to snuff out illuminating the cramped room. ranboo doesn’t bother lighting the rest of them around the room; the lava underneath the table works just as well.

he brings out ingredients for the harming potion, and sets them out next to the brewing stand line along the lab countertop.

“now, i don’t know if i’m gonna need to use this, but- but just in case, i’ll have the ingredients ready. but- but we should just- just need water. it’s basically the same thing for me anyways.” he sighs. “i don’t want to waste time. if i think about it too much…. then i’m gonna enderwalk, and he’s gonna make me go back home.”

ranboo pulls out his memory book. in it is a conversation between him and his enderwalk. he pleads to himself to just be allowed to know, and the enderwalk refuses every time.

“he doesn’t want me to know. he doesn’t- he doesn’t want me to know. but what am i gaining from being like this? i have the chance to finally fix myself, to- to fix everything! but he’s not letting me! and- and i’m tired of it. i’m sick of living like this. i don’t want to sit here and be a burden to- to everyone around me! if wilbur can fix his memories by trying this… then i can too.”

“you’re making a huge mistake! don’t you get it? you’re not a burden- you’re not going to hurt anyone, who cares if you don’t know your past? you know your present, isn’t that enough?”

“my present is affected by my past! everything i do today is because of my past. and if dream is the reason behind it all, then he’s never going to truly die until i know what my connection is to him… maybe then i’ll be able to finally apologize for everything i’ve done.”

with the particles still screaming at him, ranboo claps, blowing them all away. he can’t take hearing them anymore. he feels that telltale swell of stress bubbling up in him that signals an oncoming enderwalk. he doesn’t have much time, he needs to do this now.

ranboo looks at the brewing stand with the ingredients laying next to it. he doesn’t think it’ll be fast or effective enough. but he does know what will be effective.

with careful and confident movements, ranboo unbuckles his armor. he starts at the helmet, and then works his way down. he strips off his suit jacket and tie as well. he also makes sure he still has his totem in his hand. he’s not an idiot. he knows if this goes wrong he could die, and he’s not taking that chance. if he turns out to be bad all along, then tubbo will kill him himself.

with shaky hands, he finds himself grabbing for his memory book, and pulling out his quill. his hands write on their own.

he throws the book and quill to the side, and heads to the back corner of the room to the tank of water he built two years ago.

he climbs the stairs, and stares down into the water. last chance to back out now.

ranboo drops into the water, and blacks out.

he’s in a tank.

how did he get in a tank? it burns, it burns so bad, and he doesn’t remember how he got in here. a hand pulls him out of the water and onto the floor. it’s cold, and solid.

“haha, oh man, you still get burned by the water? i figured by now there would be enough dna in you to make that stop. here, let’s get you dry. can’t have you melting before we’re done.”

there’s a voice, and he doesn’t remember who it is. he recognizes it though, and he knows he’s scared of that voice. something soft is tossed down onto him. he grabs it with his… why is his hand white? what- what happened?

he doesn’t know where he is, the last thing he remembers was joining that new server. what even is his name again? everything is fuzzy.

rolling over onto his back, ranboo- that’s his name his name is ranboo- is met with that haunting white mask smiling down at him. the person turns to a collection of books and quills, and begins writing more down.

“how do you feel, ranboo?”

he stares up at the person, confused. “.... who are you?”

the person scoffs. “again? i know we’re messing with your dna here, but fuck, i- i didn’t think your memory would still be this bad!” he scoffs, leaning down and pushing his masked face far too close to ranboo. “i’m dream, and i’m your best friend.”

ranboo is thrown back into his body again when a deafening bang erupts, shattering the glass of the tank and spraying water all over the floor of the lab. his body courses with green and gold sparks, the shattered totem in his hand’s faint glow dimming. ranboo can barely focus on anything, his mind littered with fleeting memories of experimentation. of tests, and potions, and- and- and-

he whimpers, blearily looking down at his white hand, broken totem gripped inside of it. the lab around him only thrusts more to the front of his brain. he regrets doing this alone, he knew that he should have asked tubbo, wilbur, anyone for help- but he didn’t.

and so ranboo passes out, eight thousand blocks away from everyone, with dream’s laugh echoing in his ears.

#write that down #panic room

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bee-dot-exe · 2 months

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Oh hi @phatcatphergus. Ask and you shall receive. I'm sorry.

Poppet

This one kinda hurt. It's angsty and a little bit heartbreaking. It's also technically a sickfic with a brief emetophobia warning.

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The first thing I lost was my sight.

Everything was bathed in a hot bright white light.

The second thing I lost was my hearing.

No voices from the people with me or wildlife or flutes being played, just a constant steady piercing ring that could truly be there or maybe it was just in my head.

The third thing I lost was feelings in my limbs.

I think I probably crumpled into a heap on the ground like a pile of laundry but I couldn't really tell.

"What did everyone think of that?"

"Everybody alright?"

"Where's Tubbo?"

My senses started to come back, I looked up towards the sound of people asking questions and saying my name, and realized I was in a hole in the ground.

"Oh shoot, wait, you guys okay?"

I realized that Sunny wasn't too far away from me, her frame was also crumbled and slightly trembling, and their arms were over her head protectively, and I forgot everything else that may have been going on and went over to them as fast as I could manage.

"Sunny! Are you alright, poppet? Are you okay? Does anything hurt? Oh fuck."

I practically caught my head in my hands as it fell forward due to weakness and an almost numbing headache.

"I don't feel very good, Pa."

She had removed her hands from over their head, but was still shaking, and they were pale.

"Alright, it's alright, princess."

"Are you guys okay?"

Pierre called from somewhere above us, before I could respond though, Bad did.

"Don't get closer, they're still radiated, just hold on, let me get something, I'll be right back."

The sound of a warpstone followed.

I was still looking up at where the voices came from, when a sound similar to muffled choking came from next to me.

Sunny's already pale face was now practically translucent and they held a hand across their stomach and started to lean sideways.

"Oh, sweetheart. It's alright. Let it out, lovely."

She didn't hesitate to do just that once permission she didn't need was granted, it was mostly bile, as neither of us had eaten much today.

I held her hair out of her face until she was finished, then pat their back gently, and her eyes started to close as they fell forward to my chest.

"Not yet, princess, we can't close our eyes just yet."

"I'm sleepy, Pa."

"I know, lovely, but we have to stay awake a little longer. We can go to sleep when your Uncle Bad gets back, get you some medicine, you'll feel so much better when he comes back."

I ignored my own head pounding and hands shaking and the feeling of something tangled in my chest threatening to come out in a fit of coughs.

"Hey guys, how much longer do you think it'll be?"

"It shouldn't be that much longer, Tubbo, I'm sorry, are you two doing okay?"

"I mean, honestly, not feeling 100%, boss, and Sunny got sick a minute ago."

As if he read my mind, the sound of particles swirling from a warpstone activated is what followed.

"I'm here, sorry, I'm here, I got something, I'm coming."

"Wait, Badboy, don't go over there and get infected."

"A little late for that, Pierre, I'll be alright."

Rubble fell as Bad climbed down into the man made chasm and walked towards us.

"Good news is I've got something to help with this."

"I feel like there's more to that statement."

"Bad news is I only have enough for one dose."