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prismaticutie · 7 months
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You guys have no clue how funny decked out is you guys don't even know abt the recent meme with thw dungeon master voice you guys wouldn't understand if I said I can't go a day without watching at least a couple decked out runs you guys wouldn't get it if I said I close my eyes and in my best dreams and worst nightmare I'm running decked out you guys wouldn't get it at ALL
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modelbus · 1 month
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Anyone else have a newfound love for this song and an addiction to task force 141? No? Just me?
To my mcyt readers: …I can’t explain. Just know that is ✨ different ✨ from my usual. (Quite Suggestive) To the COD readers I've attracted: I haven't played the games and reality is what I decide to make it (feel free to send asks educating me or info dumping <3)
Pairing: John Price x Gn!Reader
Too sweet
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Baby, I can never tell How do you sleep so well?
”Morning Captain.” The words are practically a ritual, although you know he won’t respond. He never does this early in the morning.
There were a lot of unwritten rules in 141. When you first joined, you fucked them all up. Continuously. More often than not, it was Soap who laughed at you while Price patiently explained why you can’t joke about Ghost being afraid of snakes.
This rule, though, only took you a few days to catch onto. The “don’t talk about the sleepless nights” rule. Everyone knew why that rule existed; you’d seen enough combat to not be that naive. You’d been there enough to wake up before the sunrise, to watch the sky bleed orange.
And that’s exactly why you don’t ask Price about the circles under his eyes. If he’s not up doing paperwork, he’s up for other reasons. You don’t pity him; being Captain isn’t something you could ever do.
“Had a dream that Gaz found a goat and convinced you to make it the base pet.” You continue. His lips quirk up, gaze turning amused, so you soldier on. “Then it ate Ghost’s clothes, so he kicked it out of the base and Gaz quit the task force over it. And Soap claimed he could speak to it, but I called bullshit on him and he disappeared.”
”Disappeared to where?”
“Hell, maybe? That’s where he fucking belongs.” You smile at him, and his eye roll—you pretend it’s fond—seems like a victory of its own.
You’re too sweet for me You're too sweet for me
“No.”
The finality of his word rings clear, but you persist. You were never too good at stopping before you crossed that line, never too good at giving up while you were ahead. Things, more often than not, ended up right as rain.
“Price—“ You try.
“You’re too young, and it’s wrong.” Never before have you seen a man so tortured. It wasn’t a question of if he wanted you, it was a question if he would let himself want you. And you both knew it. “I won’t take your innocence from you.”
You scoff, following him down the hall and out of the briefing room. So much for staying after to help him gather papers.
“I’m a soldier, hardly innocent!”
“Compared to me, you are!” He turns, and you automatically look up to his eyes. As you said before: tortured. “I’m harsh, and we both know it. You deserve to be with someone soft, someone who can be sweet with you.”
“I don’t want to be.”
From the second you laid eyes on John Price, you knew you’d never want to be. It wasn’t his age, although you never minded an older man. It was his passion, his care, his leadership and skills and everything else about him. He was magnetic, drawing you in despite everything.
And you weren’t blind to the way his gaze always met yours in a room, either.
Price sighs heavily. “Go to bed, soldier.”
Tactful retreat it is, then. “Good night, Price.” You murmur, turning away.
A pause, then another sigh. This one is lighter. “Good night.”
I work late where I’m free from the phone And the job gets done But you worry some, I know
Knocking twice, you don’t wait for Price to respond before entering his office. His light was on, shining out a signal to anyone in the hallway that he was awake.
”You’re about to owe me.” You announce, ignoring his groan.
“I was working.”
“And now you’re going to eat dinner. I had to smuggle these from the dining hall, you know.” You drop the napkin bundle you had made on his desk, opening it to reveal the food. His and yours.
“I was going to get food later.”
“Liar.” You sit in the chair across from his desk, grabbing a bread roll. “No drinks, because even I can’t smuggle that out.”
“I could get you in trouble for this.” He points out.
“But you won’t. I’m your favorite.”
Price reaches forward, taking his bread roll. Mimicking you, although he never puts his pen down. The paperwork spread out in front of him is just like every other night you’ve brought him food.
“Who says you’re my favorite? Maybe it’s Ghost.” Price smiles, and you beam back at him.
“Don’t insult me like that. I’m proud of my title as your favorite. I mean, I am the only one that you let lounge in your office.”
“Tenuously.”
“Still.”
His attention turns back to filling out his paperwork, leaving you to sit there. Per usual. You stay until all the food is gone, leaving him with only crumbs on his desk to show for it.
Sweeping the napkin and crumbs into his desk, you pause by the doorframe. His hat obscures his face, but you know he’s aware that you’re still there.
“Get some sleep sometime tonight, yeah?” You hedge.
“I should be the one telling you that.”
“Someone gotta look after you, Price. Besides, I’m not the one who doesn’t go to bed before daylight.”
Knocking at the door to signal your exit, you head out.
You treat your mouth as if it’s heavens gate The rest of you like you’re the TSA
"Never have I ever... been a virgin." Soap says, raising his beer.
"That's not how it fucking works." You argue. "You were a virgin at some point, obviously."
"You know wha' I mean."
"Just pick something else." Ghost butts in gruffly.
This is why you prefer not to play drinking games with the task force. Soap always ends up fucking them up first, and then it manages to devolve into chaos. For an elite spec ops team, 141 sure did struggle at these games.
"Fine." Soap groans, taking a drink of his beer while he thinks.
"In the meantime, I'll go-" Gaz starts, but immediately gets cut off.
"Never have I ever been a virgin right now."
You stare at Soap. He stares back. "I'm going to beat your ass for targeting during training tomorrow." You threaten him, taking a sip of your wine. You're the only one drinking wine here, but you prefer the taste of it over beer or whatever the others are drinking.
As you tilt your glass back, your eyes lock with Price's. You're reclined on the floor with Soap while he's in a chair, giving you the perfect line of sight on each other. He watches with dark eyes as you swallow, tracing your figure with a gaze so heavy that it makes you shiver.
In his hand, his whiskey remains untouched.
"You just need to get laid and then you won't be such an easy target." Soap is saying, oblivious to the tension simmering between you and Price.
"Unlike you dumbasses, I'm don't want to sleep with the first moving thing I see." You don't look away from Price pointedly. "I prefer to wait for the right person."
Ghost makes a disinterested noise from the chair next to Price, making you flick your gaze to him. He inclines his head slightly, well-aware of the thing between you and Price, but doesn't say a word. Thank fuck for Ghost.
"I'm heading to the bathroom. Don't set the room on fire while I'm gone. Soap."
"God, I didn't do anything yet!"
"Yet."
"I'll go too." Price says lowly, his footsteps tailing yours. It's not until you're in the hallway and out of earshot from the others that he speaks to you. "You're a tease, doll."
"I'm aware." You turn to grin at him, but startle at his proximity. He steps forward and you take a matching one back, your back hitting the hallway wall.
"In front of everyone, too." He murmurs, boxing you in. Your heartbeat pounds loudly in your ears, but not from fear. You know what fear feels like, and it certainly isn't the warmth pooling in your gut. "Begging for it."
"You know I have been."
His head dips, and just for a moment the bitter taste of whiskey invades your tastebuds. Your eyes flutter shut as his tongue swipes across yours, and when you open them he's gone.
Point, you.
As soft as the rain Pretty as a vine As sweet as a grape
John Price was everywhere.
His hands on your hips, his bookshelf pressing against your back, his mouth on yours. Every inch of him invaded every inch of you, and you loved it.
As it turns out, all you had to do was get shot in the field. A graze made well worth it by this reaction.
“Don’t you ever pull that shit again.” Price says into your mouth, hands tight on your skin like you’ll disappear. You’d worry that they’d leave bruises, but you already know your love looking at the reminder of him.
“Or what?” You taunt when he pulls back for air.
“Or I’ll tie you to my fucking bed.”
The threat lights your blood on fire in a way it’s never done before. Want, roaring strong, sears through you.
“Truly a terrifying prospect, the guy I’ve been waiting to ask me out finally taking me to his bed—“
He smothers your laughter with his lips and tongue, hand coming up behind your head to protect it from the shelves. You tug at his hair, earned yourself a low addicting sound. Yeah, you need to hear that more. A lot more.
“What’d medical say?” Price asks, dipping his head to trail kisses along your neck. Because he had been waiting to ambush you the second you stepped into his office, you never got to tell him.
“Um.” You struggle to collect any rational thoughts as he nips at your neck, his beard and mustache scratching your skin. “They cleared me. Wrapped it and said I was good.”
“And what do you think I have to say about that?”
Trick question.
You groan, but it comes out less annoyed and more like something entirely different. He hums in response before you can even be embarrassed by the sound.
“I don’t want to run for training.” You complain.
“I think you’ve gotten enough things that you want from me.” As if to serve as an example, he presses a quick kiss to your lips before pulling back. Not too far: his hands on your hips ensure he’s still got a hold on you.
“…maybe.” You relent, staring up at him.
He smiles, reassuring, and you know this is going to stick. “Pretty thing.”
“I know you are.”
“I was talking about you, doll.”
And you knew he was, you were making a joke, but the way he says it has your cheeks flaming. He laughs, breath fanning over your hair, amused.
“Let’s grab food from the mess hall.” He suggests.
“You? Actually grabbing food? At a reasonable time?” It’s a goddamn miracle.
“Yeah yeah, don’t rub it in. Wipe that smile off your face.”
“Yes sir.” You don’t wipe the smile off your face.
“I had my tongue in your mouth, I think you can stop calling me sir. Or Captain, frankly.”
“What, you don’t like that stuff?”
His eyes widen briefly. “Oh, you little—“
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lowkeyrobin · 2 months
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MCYT with a reader who would literally get into a fist fight for them?? Literally, if someone even looks at them wrong reader will throw hands. It's literally that meme (Random person) "GET YO FUCKING DOG BITCH" (MCYT) "it don't bite" "YES IT FUCKIN DO-" I'm sorry I'm feeling silly 😔
OH MY FUCKING GOD I LOVE THIS PROMPT AND THE REFERENCE TO THIS MEME LMFAOOO OH MY LORD BSHWJRHEJJAJW ; very vine oriented so I apologize. you threw me into a loop referencing that
MCYT ; "anytime, anywhere, I'd beat a bitches ass for you"
includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo, badlinu, nihachu, slimecicle, quackity, & foolish gamers
warnings ; language, talk of blood/injuries, physical fighting, vine cringe because I got very carried away and you can tell
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TOMMYINNIT
he was one of those kids in high school that made light offensive jokes but would never fight anyone over anything, he's not a violent person at all other than in his jokes
but God forbid some random person look at you two weird in public, you're on their ass
you're more offended that they were judging Tommy at all, you couldn't care that they were judging you
"sorry, do you have a problem?" You squint your eyes at the person, "me and my boyfriend are just trying to shop and you keep following us around and staring, like, can I help you?"
just a teenage Karen
yall do take it outside when the motherfucker follows you out and begins to record you
you beat this fuckers ass to a PULP
Tommy's just holding the few bags of stuff you'd purchased staring down, jaw on the fucking floor like "Oh my God wtf do I do"
he had the vlog camera on so he kinda got it all on video before he pulled you away from the person
yall sprinted the hell away bc the security guards were running towards yall 😭😭
#neveridentified
#the person admitted guilt anyways and said they were planning to hurt you so no point in trying to track yall down for self defense
#i barely know the law shush
TUBBO
he physically has to hold you back from fighting people
"y/n, it's fine. they just want a reaction"
"let me beat them up!"
the other person's like "yo wtf is wrong with you????"
"sorry, my partner acts like a hostile animal when people piss them off, sorry"
he appreciates you defending him though, he does like using you as a weapon because he thinks it's funny
I mean at least you guys don't have to worry about getting kidnapped or anything because you'll be there to kick the motherfuckers ass
"GET YO FUCKING DOG BITCH"
"Oh they don't bite, it's okay 🥰"
"YES THEY FUCKIN DO HELP"
RANBOO
they just kind of accepted that you were like this
"I do not endorse violence unless you are y/n. I can't make them un-violent. I have tried, they're a vicious guard dog now"
hurricane Katrina? more like hurricane tortilla when you enter the building
yk the free style dance teacher vine? that'll be ranboo out in public and someone will stare at them all weird and you'll glare back
"walk away, walk away" you mumble, watching the person hurrily walk away as they see you like glaring daggers into their skull
your dynamic is the one vine that's like "Oh can I have a sip of your water?" and "It's not water or vodka, it's vinegar" "bitch what"
then you'll go make angsty edge lord posts to the one bojack horseman audio "I'm not a violent dog" and insert a clip of you beating the shit out of someone in high school
FREDDIE BADLINU
you post the "look at all those chickens" vine on your Twitter everytime you see a hate comment made for one of you
you love instigating fights w people online it's the funniest fucking thing
if you don't know how to reply to some dumbass edgelord response you'll just spam the guacamole vine until they shut up
"wait, why does y/n have so many soaps?"
"MIND YOUR FUCKIN BUISNESS DAVID"
Freddie's response to your violence is usually the saxophone seal vine. he genuinely laughs everytime he sees you fighting w someone online
sometimes you'll stream it while you wait for a response and while you're fighting online trolls who've been brainwashed by Twitter
"You're gay?!?!?!?11??11"
insert the "ms keisha dead" vine and the battle is over idk what to say
fight fire with fire I guess
NIKI NIHACHU
she hates yet loves that you'd fight ppl for her
oh, someone treated her wrong? you'll be trending on Twitter for fighting the person
#y/u/n will literally be at number 1 for a week
people edit the fight too
she appreciates it though, even though she doesn't exactly like to promote violence, she'll accept it from you
"Oh, don't worry about them, they're just a little... nervous around people sometimes"
"nervous? girl that mf is SNARLING at me"
you'll see a post that's like "me when someone tries to start shit w my s/o" and reply with the "hahaha I do that" vine
when I tell you she CACKLES reading online fights with people 😭🙏
CHARLIE SLIMECICLE
"get the F off my yard!" proceeds to have to drag you away from situations where someone's actin a little funny in a /neg way
he genuinely thinks you fighting people for him is funny
he'll tell the stories on stream and to his friends like "dude they fucked this guy up, I honestly feel bad for laughing"
honestly most the time it's people victimizing themselves
like that one meme where the lady very obviously and fakely falls over that bench on LIVE TELEVISION.
he's your biggest supporter
he's the old guy from that one vine of the kid singing "Oh wait a minute mister postman" and he does the whole ass high note
"here's y/n fighting someone for idk what because they're talking to the police 😋"
you're a problem at this point
QUACKITY
you've physically fought so many wild racists for him it's crazy
he'll gladly cheer you on
"AHHHH COME GET YO DOG BRO HELP"
"Oh it don't bite"
you proceed to bite the bitch
online fights are usually responded w the purple teletubby twerking meme
"L don't be a weak ass racist pussy next time"
you fight Logan Paul for some reason??? Twitter drama mostly
don't worry quackitys there to watch
17-3 don't worry... ehehehrhahahha
when he tells you that you need to stop instigating fights you send him the "They ask you how you are but you just have to say that you're fine when you're not really fine" meme BAHDNHAHA
FOOLISH GAMERS
"YOU KNOW WHAT DUDE? IM OUTTA HERE" vine in a nutshell with you two. I can't explain this but it makes sense I swear
"whatd you do to your eyebrows?" meme except its "Whyd you fight that person!?" "I don't really know!"
Twitter fights are like "and they were roommates!" "ohmygodtheywereroomates" I swear to fucking god
you love instigating shit with Twitter trolls
when you stand up for him/reply to edgelord haters for him he replies with the "country boy I love youuuuuuu" vine
"GIVE ME YOUR FUCKIN MONEY!" vine with the law and order intro is literallt how physical fights go
let's just say some stalker edgelords tracked you guys down at the streamer awards...
HE AND PUNZ GENUINLEY CHEER YOU ON
here you go trending on Twitter again
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boytoyhalo · 4 months
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I know this is a hard pill to swallow, but if you want society to improve especially in terms of how we treat criminals and mentally ill people, if you want to abolish cops and prison and work towards building better communities, if you want the cycle of abuse to end - you HAVE to accept that EVERYONE can change and grow. That includes people who have done things that you consider irredeemable - rapists, abusers, pedophiles. EVERYONE.
Before you get on my ass about it, let me make it incredibly clear that I am NOT saying that anyone, least of all victims, is obligated to forgive or give any sort of grace to people like that. This post isn't solely about forever's current situation but I'll focus on it as an example since it's relevant - I am not going to continue following forever's content, I don't feel comfortable knowing what I know. But I absolutely don't think it's fair to demand that no one support him, or that he not be allowed to continue having a presence in mcyt spaces. Regardless of your feelings on his past actions, it's become clear that he's not currently a threat to anyone and that he really isn't who he was back then, so who does it help to bring it all up?
Especially given that the people who brought up all the tweets weren't even the alleged victim, I don't think any of this should have been the public's business in the first place. All it's done is cause unrest and pain for everyone involved. It is not on us to be the judge jury and executioner for cases that we are not involved in - and if we don't let people leave behind the people they used to be, then those people will never go away. If we continue to isolate and ostracize and crucify people for things that they've already atoned for or grown past, then how and why would they become better people and break the cycle? If we lock into this idea that certain things make you completely irredeemable, then why would they not just continue doing those things?
Dragging up past discretions like this when they're no longer causing harm to anyone just for the sake of putting them in front of everyone IS NOT accountability, especially when it's being done without the consent of the victim. It's punishment, it's this incredibly catholic idea of needing people to face repentance or mass humiliation for their sins instead of actually building up from them. It is not, and never has been, on us as uninvolved fans to decide whether or not someone "deserves" their platform based on isolated incidents from their past.
It's completely understandable if this situation has changed your view of the cc, it's certainly changed mine. But I beg you not to try and force people to stop watching or supporting him or to decide that he's irredeemably evil and anyone who continues to associate with him is too. That helps no one, least of all the people actually affected by the things he's said. Decide for yourself, and only yourself, for your own comfort instead of moral purity.
TL;DR people who do bad things, no matter how bad, are still people and are capable of growing and changing if they choose to do so. And by refusing to let those people grow and change all we do is keep all the pain and damage they've caused around forever. No one can heal if we keep tearing open the wounds
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schibi12 · 8 months
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I am in like a weird/gray area when it comes to the mcyt fandom and i don't mean that morally o ethically but knowledge wise.
Because i come from the old guard of Minecraft YouTube, CaptainSparklez, DanTDM, Thinknoodles, SkydoesMinecraft, IHasCupquake, PopularMMO's, to name a few, and back in the day Minecraft YouTube was nothing like it is today it was very simple back then, lets play, mod showcases, building games, modded series or smps, that does mean lore didnt happen they where a few instances when it happened, the CrazyCraft war.
Even though i don't watch much Minecraft YouTube as i did when i was younger but there is one Youtube that i still watch till this day from when i was a child and that is Ldshadowlady, without a doubt my favorite mcytuber, and by watching her i started watching other youtubers Smallishbeans, Scott, LaurenZSide, Joey Graceffa, TheOrionSound and some more.
And then Empires SMP happened, and everything changed, lore, ships and a musical and it was the first i wanted to see fancontent of it, heck i even made my own fanart of it, i wanted to talk with peeps about it and i did (shoutout to the empires hype house discord server appreciate all of ya), but if you watch/follow any mcyt series wether you want to or not you are aware of the Hermit of all. Hermitcraft is everywhere in mcytblr and the Life series is a close second.
I have not seen a single episode of Hermitcraft and for the Life series ive only seen Lizzie's perspective in Last Life (and some episodes of Joel), but unlike the Life series where i know some stuff, Hermitcraft i know nothing like i know some of the creators like Grian because i used to watch his build/design showcases, Pearl because of Empires and a few others.
But there are some terms/things that people say or make fanart of that just leave me utterly confused for example
Why is Grian sometimes drawn with bird features?
Why is Pearl sometimes drawn with moth features?
What is Boatem???
Soup? What the heck is soup, like actual soup?
And that brings me too gemcyt which i know it's mainly based on the Life series but they are still works which are inspired by Hermitcraft that just makes me say "Your art is amazing even though i don't get the context."
And that's where i am in my self-proclaimed gray area of knowledge in the Mcytblr.
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xoxo-sarah · 2 years
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Difficult
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↝a/n: okay I love robin,,, I know this isn't mcyt related but I just love her too much. Also I do not condone cheating, readers boyfriend is a douche who makes it impossible to break up with him.
↝pairing: Robin Buckley x fem!reader
↝ Warning: closeted!reader, reader is cheating on her douchebag boyfriend with Robin, think of the boyfriend as the usual jackass from the 80's, not proofread, kinda suggestive but not really???, slight season 4 spoilers,
↝⎙ 8.7.22
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The soft sheets draped over your naked bodies, the memories of last night and this morning fresh in your brain and on your skin.
Robin positioned herself to tower over your slightly at your side, brushing her soft hands across your bare stomach. Your eyes searched hers for what felt like a lifetime. Noticing her mouth moving, but no words coming out, you moved your hand from twirling her hair, to grazing against her shoulder, down her arm. "What is it?"
Her hand abruptly stopped, staring into your eyes with hesitation clear in her own irises. "I've been thinking,"
"uh oh." You teased, getting a small roll of her eyes as she sat up more, removing her hand.
"I'm serious. I think you should go back to him."
You sat in disbelief, your eyebrows furrowed. "What?"
"I'm serious, Y/n. You need to go back to him, this isn't right and you know it. We shouldn't have started this- this is such a bad idea. We're gonna get in trouble-"
You followed her lead as she sat up, watching as she bent over to gather her discarded clothes. "Of course I know it, Robin. I blame myself everyday but you make me forget about him. Make me forget about all the shit he's put me through. He's a fucking douchebag that won't let me break up with him." You just stared at her face, knowing her thoughts were racing in that pretty little noggin of her's.
"Y/n-"
"Robin, Baby, Please don't do this. Don't make me do it."
She kneeled on the side of the bed, her pants on along with her bra, shirt dangling from her limp hand. "Why does it have to be difficult?" Her voice was so low, you weren't sure if she even wanted you to hear it. "He's a cunt. Such a fucking cunt."
Humming, you brought a hand up to graze against her facial features.
A few minutes passed with just silence, her body half on the bed, your fingers gently making their own way across her sun-kissed skin, connecting each freckle like it was the sky and they were the stars; connecting any constellation. "If he figures us out-" Robin closed her eyes, exhaling before falling sideways on the bed.
"Just get Vecna to get his ass."
"Stop, that wound is still pretty new." Her attempt at joking around, had more truth in it than either of you would like to admit. "If he finds us out, we're dead. He's a psycho, he'll gut us, Y/n. I'm serious. He'll make a fool of us in the process. Oh my God, he'll tell the whole town with his loud blabber mouth-" cutting her rambling off, you kissed down her neck softly, bumping your nose against faint, fading purple marks. She sighed, trying to let those thoughts float away, out of her mind and out of the slightly ajar window.
"Let's just forget about him, atleast for tonight. He doesn't exist right now, or the rest of the night, okay?"
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wisp-exe · 1 year
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so, you’ve just migrated from twitter and need some mcyt blogs to follow? no worries heres some of my favorites!
@tangodyke is so cool fr fr. Tekla posts mainly hermitcraft and all kinds of art. I may be biased but definitely follow Tekla.
@timedeo mostly posts dsmp. Connor is pretty chill but dont follow if you don’t want to see discourse stuff every once in awhile.
@lifesteal-headcanons is a pretty good place to start for finding lifesteal blogs. it’s run by @felicityphoenix5.
@ctommy has really cute dsmp art.
@jukeboxtea does a little bit of everything. hes pretty epic.
@renchant posts lifesteal and kaboodle smp content. it is super cool so check him out.
@griancraft is a rlly cool hermitcraft blogger.
@w0rped-moss is a cdream blogger and a cool person all around :)
@/mcyt (girl why wont it let me tag her) posts life smp and hermitcraft for the most part. she is known for her iconic url as well.
@metfell is an amazing dsmp blogger. i rlly recommend him
oh? its my turn? hi, im wisp! i post a little bit of everything besides empires. i make art sometimes and write but i mostly make my silly little posts.
a few tips i have for you is to follow your favorite ccs update blog, and some daily cc blogs. you can block literally anyone here and no one will care so go wild with it.
mutuals reblog <3
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ahautism · 6 months
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MCYT Yuri Week Day 2 - AU
(crossposted on ao3)
Look. Pearl loves her friends, she really does. But they can be… a lot, sometimes. Which is great! She’s a lot too! She revels in causing chaos with them, most of the time. 
But when they all sleep over at Jimmy’s, Pearl always takes the opportunity to… get to know Lizzie a little better. 
Their excuses have been flimsy at best from the beginning, really. Jimmy and Lizzie’s mom is rarely home, which is why they chose their place to start off with. Even if she happened to not be working, she wouldn’t care one bit if Pearl slept in Jimmy’s room with everyone else. Luckily, Pearl’s friends are also as unobservant as they are chaotic, so she usually gets away with it anyways. 
However they got there, Pearl is sitting in Lizzie’s room, on top of her fluffy pink bedspread, legs crossed, leaning forward transfixed as Lizzie talks about… something. She’s not sure exactly what. She’s a little distracted by the way Lizzie brushes her long, asymmetrical bangs out of her face when they get in her way. Her hair looks soft. Pearl wants to run her fingers through it, in a totally normal, friend way. 
Lizzie giggles.
“Pearl! You haven’t heard a word I’ve been saying, have you?” Pearl blushes, quickly tries to recover, to regain her cool. What cool she had, at least.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“Clearly!”
“Hey!” Pearl squawks, giggling. Lizzie giggles along with her. 
“It doesn’t matter. Do you want to see something cool I found?” She says in a stage whisper, eyes glittering. Pearl nods eagerly. She’d go anywhere with Lizzie. Even if it was… she doesn’t know, to look at a rock or something. Point is, the adventure is just a nice bonus. 
And it looks like there will be adventure, because Lizzie is putting on her shoes, real shoes, not slippers, and shrugging a jacket over her tank top, gesturing to Pearl to follow suit. 
“Where are we going?” Pearl asks, pulling on her Uggs and curiously looking up at Lizzie. Lizzie puts a finger to Pearl’s lips. Pearl blushes furiously. 
“It’s a surprise.” Lizzie whispers, louder than her speaking voice in her excitement, grabbing Pearl’s hand and pulling her up to a standing position, bouncing around, beaming. It’s infectious, and Pearl smiles too, giggling as Lizzie pulls her down the stairs and out the door. 
Lizzie barely shivers in the cold November night air, which is baffling to Pearl’s Australian self. She’s trembling barely five minutes into the walk, Lizzie pulling her down a winding street towards the high school. 
“Please don’t tell me we’re going to school right now, Lizzie.” Pearl deadpans, wrapping her light, too light, jacket closer around herself. “It’s like three in the morning.”
“No, silly.” Lizzie responds, laughing at her shivering. “It’s past the school.”
“Lizzie, the only things past the school are another school and the nature reserve.” Lizzie winks.
“Are we going to the nature reserve at three in the morning? It’s closed!” 
“It’s only closed if we get caught!” Lizzie responds cheerfully. Suddenly, the night feels even colder to Pearl. 
Sure enough, still dragging Pearl by the hand, the only point of warmth left in her body at this point, Lizzie leads Pearl into the nature reserve, at first down one of the paved paths, but quickly noting a side path into the trees and taking it. Pearl is hopelessly lost within minutes. She desperately hopes Lizzie knows where she’s going, and how to get back. 
Finally, after some precarious paths worn only by other hikers, they reach… a giant rock. 
Pearl looks at Lizzie.
“I don’t get it.”
“On top of the rock! Come on,” Lizzie says, making her way easily through the dark of the wilderness, clambering up onto the flat top of the rock, and turning to face the direction of what she wanted to show Pearl, and oh. 
It’s gorgeous. 
From the top of the rock, through a break in the trees, a lake is visible. Shining in the moonlight, everything quiet and still around them. Pearl takes in a sharp breath. 
“Oh, Lizzie. It’s beautiful.”
“Isn’t it? I found it a while ago after school, and I knew I had to see it at night. Look at the moon, Pearl!” Her voice is hushed, but practically buzzing with excitement, hands flapping as she shares this private, beautiful thing she found with Pearl.
Pearl feels more special than she’s ever felt in her life. Lizzie chose her to share this with. Lizzie, who could have chosen anyone, not just one of her little brother’s weird friends. Lizzie, at least for something, wants her. 
Unfortunately, ruining the moment a bit, Pearl also feels more cold than she’s ever felt in her life. She didn’t know people’s teeth actually chattered, not just in movies, but here she is. 
This time, though, not just preoccupied by finding the way to this place, Lizzie notices.
“Pearl, you’re shivering! Come here.” She opens her arms, scoots closer to Pearl, and Pearl gladly accepts her embrace. Definitely just because she’s cold. Zero ulterior motives here, no sirree. Tucked into Lizzie’s arm, Pearl blushes bright red, thankful for the dark of the night to cover it. 
“It’s my Australian blood! I’m not built for the cold.”
“Haven’t you lived here for like… ten years?”
“Still! Can’t help my blood. I need to be in the sun. Like a lizard.” Lizzie giggles at her, and it warms her heart even further. 
“Well, I hope the view was worth you freezing to death.”
“Hmm… we’ll see when I can feel my fingers again.” Lizzie pouts dramatically. “I kid, I kid! It was worth it. I’m glad you were willing to share it with me.”
“Of course I was. I like you, Pearl. You’re not just Jimmy’s friend, I’m not letting him keep you all to himself. Big sister tax.” Pearl blushes.
“That’s… really sweet. Thank you.” Suddenly, she’s looking into Lizzie’s eyes, through her long pink bangs, and Lizzie’s looking back at her, and nothing else in the world seems real. It could just be the two of them, in their own little universe, and Pearl starts to lean in, slowly, in case she’s misreading the situation, but no, Lizzie’s leaning in too, and finally, finally, after months of each others’ embraces and looking looks, Pearl’s lips meet Lizzie’s. 
Or at least, they should. 
It doesn’t quite go like that.
Instead of their lips finally, finally meeting in the kiss they’d both been yearning for for months, Pearl’s cursed body catches up to her, and suddenly, she’s just an inch too far to the left, and awkwardly crashes into Lizzie’s cheek. 
Pearl puts her head in her hands, and makes a strangled little noise.
“I’m so sorry, that was so embarrassing, oh my days!” Lizzie giggles.
“It’s okay, Pearl! We can try again.”
“That’s going to be my first kiss forever! Whenever anyone asks about my first kiss, I’m going to have to tell them that I missed!” Lizzie gently lifts her head up, cups her cheek, and brushes her hair to the side. She whispers, “I won’t tell anyone.” and leans in for a redo. 
Pearl hasn’t kissed anyone before, so she doesn’t really know what she’s doing, but neither does Lizzie. It’s clumsy, it’s a little awkward, and when they pull away they’re both giggling, but Pearl wouldn’t have it any other way. She just kissed Lizzie. She’s not sure what to do with herself now. 
They look at each other, a little breathless, and Pearl breaks the silence by shivering again, her breath appearing in front of her in a mist.
“We should get you back inside. And get back before anyone notices we’re gone.” Lizzie whispers. Pearl understands the feeling. It feels wrong to speak aloud right now, like the moment would break, and Pearl would go back to being a regular girl, not someone that just kissed Lizzie. So, instead of responding, she just nods, and they climb back down from their spot, and set off.
In the morning, BigB has a sparkle in his eyes like he knows exactly what Pearl did last night. When she catches him alone in the hallway, Grian, Martyn, and Jimmy thoroughly distracted by their somewhat disastrous attempt at making pancakes, he simply says congratulations, with an innocent little smile on his face, that makes it 100% clear that, somehow, he does in fact know. Pearl doesn’t even want to know how he knows. Who knows where BigB finds out anything, honestly. She still makes him swear to secrecy, though. If Jimmy finds out, she’ll never hear the end of it.
@mcyt-yuri-week
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antimony-medusa · 4 months
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for those of us who have no idea who sneegsnag is, can you explain why it’s exciting? happy you’re happy but no clue what is going on, like, ever…
Oh man I empathize with not knowing what's going on. That's me checking the liveblogging channel about 60% of the time. Auyways, what I know--
Sneegsnag is a friend of Phil and Wilbur and Tommy's (and Ranboo, and Tubbo, and Aimsey, and—), I met him originally through Origins SMP, where he played an inchling henchman to Phil's evil crowfather overlord. Part of the lore of those two is that they got seperated and looked for each other across universes, including in Rats SMP when they both cameoed there. They canonically both had seperation anxiety by the end of it and just wanted to be evil together.
Sneeg also played in SMPEarth and was part of the Atlantic Empire by the end, and he's played through the Halo series onstream with Phil. They're fairly good friends and have talked about meeting up at twitchcon, and Phil was on Sneeg's podcast. Sneeg was also part of several of Tubbo's short-lived modded SMPs, and famously absolutely destroyed one with the Chocobo mod. (Accidentally! Accidentally! Still destroyed the server.)
He's a variety streamer, doing a wide variety of stuff from Deltarune (where his branding comes from), horror streams (streams fairly frequently with Ranboo), group lobbies and games (he was on Aimsey's birthday Amongus just the other day), old school RPGs (he loves Runescape) and much more. I only follow him infrequently, but he's the kind of guy that if you've been in my circle of MCYT for a while, you've seen him pop up repeatedly. He played a major role in Ranboo's Generation Loss miniseries! He has a degree in criminology and one of the big things that he does and that you can see in his youtube videos is watch True Crime shows or videos and give a criminologist's viewpoint (usually tearing the cops to shreds).
He's a very funny guy (though the humour is sometimes fart jokes), and takes absolutely no nonsense from his chat. He and his wife just had a baby, and he's been greatly enjoying that (while also suffering through sleep deprivation from what I hear). I think he'll be a great addition to purgatory,
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sweet-potato-42 · 3 months
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twitter following is so weird to me. ill look at who follows who and see the most random people who i recognise from a completely different part of the internet
Ccs must have personal accounts where they actually look at shit they are interested in but also scroll through their own mains since we see them reply to shit???
Like eg tubbo some things make sense like qsmp and purgatory ccs all follow each other. Then members of qsmp community follow him. And other mcyt people
like WHY does hasan follow tubbo??? does the big politics streamer see politician posts along wiht the silly ass tubbo going live tweets???? why on earth does michael reeves follow tubbo????
Slgihtly related also how can people discuss shit on twitter genuenly knowing streamer could see them. I dont get it. I like tumblr partly due to the no character limit and because im safe from the ccs ever seeing my cringe.
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mosscloakenthusiast · 6 months
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MCYT Yuri week day 1 - dance/break
[for the full experience, this song is what the pianist is playing, and i think it's quite nice so go give it a listen while you read. it took me half the time i spent on this to pick what song to use so indulge me give a listen]
[also posted on my ao3! ]
Someone’s playing piano in the house. It’s soft, and clunky, and honestly half the notes are wrong. Bekyamon doesn’t quite understand music, not properly, honestly it seems quite complicated, and when she runs across the piano full speed it’s seen as a nuisance, so frankly the fact that humans can get away with doing basically the same thing is more than rude.
But, despite all of this, Bek is drawn out of the fight club, to at least stand in the middle of the attic and try and absorb some of the fanciness of it. El would probably like this, after all. She’s pretty easily swayed by that sort of argument.
And, speak of the devil, Eloise has also been drawn out by the music, apparently. El’s listening quite intently. Which catches Bek’s attention, if for no other reason than. Well. She’s pretty. Bek’s easy enough to please.
And, Bek not quite looking away fast enough, El catches their gaze, holding it a second too long.
“See I thought you’d claim to be too cool for music, Bekyamon.” She’s smiling, never quite serious. Somehow she’s got paint stuck in her fur, painting a rainbow across her face. 
“I am too cool for music but, hey, if a lovely lady such as yourself is so invested in it, I can’t blame you.” Bek sidles closer, taking her chances. “Especially one looking rather charming covered in paint.”
“Oh the- Yeah. I got really into my painting, and completely lost track of time.”
“Can I see it?”
“Not until it’s done. It’s a whole lot of nothing right now mate, to be honest.”
“Something enough to get paint everywhere though?” 
“I guess.” El falls quiet, once again seemingly absorbed in the piano music. Bek thinks, as much as she loves talking, maybe now is a moment to hush. Let the rat think. Whatever it is she’s so focused on.
She’s following the music, nodding her head in time with the beat, humming occasionally. They’re not far from a window, and light from the moon streams it, hitting El’s back, and almost making her glow. Bek thinks that’s a bit cliché, even more so to tell her, so instead goes for something which arguably is worse. She gently grabs El’s paw. Now she might have really fucked this, but she’s a rat of many talents, namely being incredibly bold and punching good, so not much in the world could stop her right now.
“What’s on your mind?” She asks, trying not to reveal how much her own head is filled entirely with the Eloise in front of her.
“The music isn’t right. They’ve skipped a couple notes, and it’s really getting on my nerves. It’s not meant to be a waltz, it’s really a more consistent rhythm.”
“You know the song?” Of course she knows the song. Why wouldn’t a rat born from aristocracy know every single song. Bek decides to pretend she doesn’t find that really sweet.
“I used to hear it played a lot by my old bin. Someone nearby loved it. It's called, uh-” And El freezes, suddenly all attention on Bek, eyes that Bek could fall into forever. “Don’t laugh.”
Bek, risktaker, grabs El’s other paw. “I wouldn't. Well, I might, but only because you’re quite pretty.”
“It’s called, uh, What Falling In Love Feels Like.”
Oh. uh, “Oh. is it- would you say it’s accurate?”
“I’m not sure I know enough about love.”
Of course. Killer blow. The musician plays a note that horribly clashes and Bek crashes herself back down to Earth.
“Maybe…” El hasn’t made any effort to remove her paws from the other’s grip, “Maybe you could show me?”
Bek does stifle a giggle, if just because she’s being sent on a bloody roller coaster right now. “Show you what falling in love feels like? How would I do that, besides my general charms and nice face, eh?”
“Someone told me at some point it was like dancing. Would you- care to dance?”
“I won’t promise to be good-”
“Oh you’re a fighter, it’s the same skill set really.” El says, clearly having made up her mind, and she pulls Bek properly flush to her, and begins to step in time with the waltz, counting under her breath. Bek has to rip her eyes away from El’s to watch their feet, match the rhythm, not completely trample the rat she has a crush on who just asked her to show her what falling in love felt like. Which is in itself a crazy situation. So she’s not going to fuck it up by stepping wrong.
And it is a bit like fighting, in terms of following your partner’s movements reverently, leaning when they lean, saying when they sway. Bek risks spinning El, twirling her and then grabbing her hand again, and El seems delighted, as small specks of paint fly off her face.
“You look beautiful.” Bek admits, painstakingly honest compared to her usual advances.
“So do you, actually. I think-” El cuts herself off, focusing again on the dance, resting her head on Bek’s chest. “I- you’re-” “Don’t worry about that right now, eh? Dance with me. Worry about that later.” 
“Will you be here, later?” “Not planning on going anywhere, am I?”
“In which case, I’m going to teach you how to do this properly.”
“I thought I was doing a great job!” El laughs, and it’s like the sun. Yes it’s the middle of the night. Allow Bekyamon some dramatics. 
And they dance as long as the pianist plays, and Bek does get kind of good at it! She swears! And it’s comfortable, and nice, and Bek tries her absolute hardest to ignore her heart going a mile a minute in her chest. 
It’s nice. And Bek is decidedly less shit at dancing by the end of it. And maybe El is somewhat a little bit in love. That would be nice. No promises though.
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axe-of-ender · 3 months
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hello my sister keeps reminding me to tell you this but i keep forgetting but then you came up in my feed and i remembered and i can’t be bothered to open my messages to text you now anyway she says she thinks you’re cooler than me now when i mentioned you like mcyt and i just want you to know that all of our conversations on the matter are held together by my minimal knowledge from listening to you even tho they usually end in ‘sky would probably know abt that i havent a clue babe’ anyway that’s all i’m going to bed now love you also saying hi to your for followers when you answer this i’m the best friend but i don’t understand a thing on this blog okay goodnight all x
your sister thinks i'm COOL for liking mcyt? holy shit we win these??? ahng on why didnt you text me about this who does she watch i need to know????? if she asks, i watch hermitcraft (like Grian) primarily. basically. im not listing everyone i watch that would go on too long
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blockgamepirate · 4 months
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Thinking about the fanfic post and the emduo royalty AUs again
Because if I were to actually write MCYT fanfic I think that would actually be something I'd like to explore
(I say as if I've never posted MCYT fanfic, but yknow, it barely counts)
Because I feel like there's interesting things you could do with that concept: how do emperors end up becoming anarchists? How can you write that and make it believable? (I do in fact have some ideas)
(Technically I did post a first chapter of what might have developed into this on AO3 but I don't think anyone actually read it lol)
(... I should probably check)
(Okay it has like 20 hits apparently, fair enough. It's not like I ever even promoted it in anyway lol)
I always felt like they weren't born into royalty, neither of them. That's just not the vibes at all. I think it's more like a Napoleon thing or like a Caesar thing where they started out as soldiers and became emperors. But then something caused them to become disillusioned and give up their power and in fact decide that nobody else should have power either.
That's kinda fascinating to me
It's very Diocletian vibes, although Diocletian obviously never became an anarchist or even an anti-authoritarian. But he did start out as a common soldier, he did end up appointing a co-emperor (actually three co-emperors) and he did eventually abdicate voluntarily and retire in the countryside to grow cabbages, something I'm pretty sure no other Roman emperor ever did. That's sorta my Technoblade headcanon. Just switch the cabbages to potatoes
Something about having the skills, ambition and drive to become the ruler of a mighty empire, only to then decide it's actually not your thing and deciding to make a career change to a farmer instead
(Except with the added step of becoming a revolutionary later)
I don't think Phil ever had the same kind of ambition, although he does seek glory in some sense. He does like to win and he does like to adhere to a certain kind of warrior's honour, even if he doesn't go into battle recklessly and he isn't too stubborn to retreat when necessary. Not only did he not hesitate for a second to follow Techno on his path to world domination but I'm also thinking of the way he fought the dragons to defend Endlantis, how he chose to face them head on and risk everything (rather than just keeping the chunks unloaded forever).
It's not the main driving force for him of course, his primary motivation is people (despite him being kind of a hermit) and that's really the main reason why he would follow Techno. But he does have a side of him that yearns for victory too. I think it's the challenge that he enjoys more than anything tbh.
But it makes sense why he wouldn't be too interested in power.
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Lost followers might be people deactivating/shifting away from mcyt. If it makes you feel better I unfollowed a few non-mutual qsmp and dsmp blogs today not because of anything they said but because this situation made me realize I barely even watch either server anymore. It was like a wake up call, nail in the coffin kinda thing for me. I still follow some mcyt content but I’ve decided to more actively pursue interests that have been building in other fandoms for months. Being in this fandom is/was beautiful. But also crazy fucking hard sometimes. I understand why it gets to be too much for people to weather something this terrible. I feel that heartache very deeply. But no matter who stays or goes, I hope in the end this fandom will be better and safer and feel more empowered because of Shubble’s bravery.
That does make me feel better.
And yeah I hope for safety for all victims.
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MUST READS
These are fanfiction that I feel like are must reads. Separated by Fandom. Enjoy!
MCU
🐐Death Before Inaction is literally one of the best Peter Parker fics I've ever read, if you want skewed dynamics, no slash, an OP Peter, and really good story telling this is for you.
The Anomaly is an amazing Into the Spiderverse fic that really goes into Miles character and how giving up; doing everything in your power to prevent something and then it happens anyways, can destroy you and change your perspective. And on the other side how choices can make you regret them.
Bound by a Promise to the Moon is an Avengers work that is focused on characters and relationships between people who have drifted apart. It is IronStrange but nothing in your face for the most part 💀 you can skip those parts if you don't like it😁. It really is worth the read though.
Crossovers
Gaming Spider is a MCU fic that is Peter-centric but be warned because they dropped 8 chapters on the same day in 2022 and haven't updated since. It's so entertaining because Peter just has the Gamer Power (basically Litrpg elements) and grows increasingly stronger after every encounter, and the plot makes sense and isn't only based on the system.
All of the heroes and all of the men, couldn’t save Tommy from getting kidnapped again is such a bias rec on my part, I like crossovers that are done correctly and I was a mcyt and dsmp follower (not really watcher, I can't commit to anything) and this is a story changed by the characters, where the original plot is nothing but a memory to help character development. God I love character development.
BNHA
🐐Parallax is a BNHA fic that is SI and I KNOW BUT HERE ME OUT is basically like if Todoroki was haunted by a physics loving astronomer that made him feel more like someone else, but still kept a lot of what makes him, him. It's so good, like touched me so deeply that I have a hard time explaining it.
A Study In Deceit is a BNHA fic (I know) that is SO FUNNY, basically Bakugou is BBC's Sherlock, but has hid it for all his life, he does cases on the side and turns them in anonymously to the police. It's really good if you're looking for Todoroki and Bakugou friendship.
Foresight now this, this is crack. Want a BNHA fic that speeds through the story in ways that are so funny? Want someone doing something without a clue why? READ THIS. If you know the plot of BNHA it's sometimes easy to guess why he's doing what he's doing but the reactions of other characters is sooo good.
RONIN, ronin, ronin, ronin. This thing is the best ever, BNHA, op Midoriya but now you might be scrolling past, but... It's SO GOOD, BOHB_STEVENS IS A GENIUS this fic was made to practice fighting and ohhhhh did they get plently of practice. If you like fighting scenes that are descriptive, easy to understand, and EXHILARATING read this.
Magneto is an amazingly different BNHA SI fic, where really the story stays the same but I'm a simple person and slice of life interactions can be just as fun as fighting and complicated story telling (the storytelling is good btw) . I think I you want a little angst mixed with mostly good times and crack you should read this.
Pinwheel Eyes is a BNHA if Midoriya had a quirk. But once again the story is original they aren't afraid to make unpopular decisions to keep realism, and he has to win to keep people alive, not just have plot armor. I think if you want amazing fights and to be surprised over and over with how good this is you should read it
Crossovers
🐐A Massacre of One is a BNHA/Worm crossover that is something out of a dream for me. Super long, well written, fight scenes, character development, and well done implementation of other stories elements. With quirks it makes it easy, but still the reactions of others when they figured out what happened is AHHH and the way they make them go through the story is amazing too. Big props to the writer.
Si Vis Pacem is a BNHA/John Wick fic where John Wick (would it be SI?) is reincarnated into Midoriya, and it's pretty good, ngl it updates like 3 times a year so it's been a minute since I've read it, but I remember really liking it.
Be Careful What You Ask Your God is a BNHA and Chainsaw Man crossover where once again (I know I said it wasn't the norm) the characters are the story, here they took a different approach and didn't even focus on the main characters of BNHA and just how the mc's of chainsaw man would live in that world, but the LORE (matpat😭) is interesting.
Misc.
Harry Potter
Porcupine Quills & Potion Spills A Harry Potter (Snape-centric) work. This fic is pretty good, but it's not TOP top tier. The reason it's here is because I've been looking for another fic that has this same idea but none have done it this certain way and I really like the idea. Now it is on Hiatus but its only been a few months, so they'll probably be back (man I hope so).
Crossovers
A Wand for Skitter is a Harry Potter and Worm crossover (if you haven't read worm and appreciate modern sci-fi/eldritch original works you should read it) but the characters are amazing, nothing seems cheap and the ending, THE ENDING it was so good.
Stranger Things
I really didn't mean to hurt anyone is a Stranger Things story that had Steve as Seven. The choices with the way the story is going makes sense and again the characters are so well written. His powers are original and make the story even better and even gets him into some unsavory situations.
Worm
Crossovers
🐐A Massacre of One is a BNHA/Worm crossover that is something out of a dream for me. Super long, well written, fight scenes, character development, and well done implementation of other stories elements. With quirks it makes it easy, but still the reactions of others when they figured out what happened is AHHH and the way they make them go through the story is amazing too. Big props to the writer.
A Wand for Skitter is a Harry Potter and Worm crossover (if you haven't read worm and appreciate modern sci-fi/eldritch original works you should read it) but the characters are amazing, nothing seems cheap and the ending, THE ENDING it was so good.
Kuroko's Basketball
Ball Is Life, But You Still Need To Pay Rent before anything, this work is on hiatus (it hasn't updated since 2022) it's a Kuroko's Basketball fic that is a SI but omg this si is not a John Doe he is so out of pocket I'm not gonna spoil it a lot but if you like the anime you should read this you'll have fun.
The Saga of Tanya the Evil
The Chronicles of Tanya the Fuehrer is another Tanya fic where it's after the war ends, the beginning is amazing, she does get a bit ooc in some parts but other than that the story itself is so entertaining and how they describe things and paint a picture is so beautiful.
Crossovers
A Young Girl's Guerrilla War is a Code Geass and The Saga of Tanya the Evil crossover. It's if Tanya died and was reincarnated again into code geass (another war so on brand) it's something special because it feels like an AU, which so many crossovers can't accomplish, they just follow the plot of the story with new characters without changing the world based on their characters actions. This story is Amazing and something that should become a norm within the trope.
Code Geass
Crossovers
A Young Girl's Guerrilla War is a Code Geass and The Saga of Tanya the Evil crossover. It's if Tanya died and was reincarnated again into code geass (another war so on brand) it's something special because it feels like an AU, which so many crossovers can't accomplish, they just follow the plot of the story with new characters without changing the world based on their characters actions. This story is Amazing and something that should become a norm within the trope.
MCYT/DSMP
Weapon Reforged is something everyone should experience even if they don't know the fandom (I'm not even gonna say it but don't be pushed off once you see it because the story is original and uses characters simple traits to build new ones off of) it's an amazing work of art that is near and dear to me in a big way, it hasnt updated since 2021 but you have to, HAVE TO read this.
Crossovers
All of the heroes and all of the men, couldn’t save Tommy from getting kidnapped again is such a bias rec on my part, I like crossovers that are done correctly and I was a mcyt and dsmp follower (not really watcher, I can't commit to anything) and this is a story changed by the characters, where the original plot is nothing but a memory to help character development. God I love character development.
Blue Lock
A Child's Dream is a Blue Lock fic that is the only reasonabley lengthed fic that isn't slash that I have found. Theres a lot of simping for Isagi but that's normal enough. The development is interesting and keeps you engaged and the interactions are funny and so out of left pocket most of the time.
Déjà Vu is a Blue Lock fic that is probably abandoned, but the idea and execution make up for it, it's also short so don't worry about slogging through 100,000 words then figuring out it's abandoned. It's kind of crack-like but more serious than you would expect.
Miraculous Ladybug
(pockets full of) Stones is a Miraculous Ladybug one shot that is somewhat tear inducing and very realistic. Want a AroAce Adrien Agreste? READ THIS
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apollos-boyfriend · 5 months
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Sorry to bother you, you were just the first highly viewed upon/liked mcyt blog I follow that I found that had "proship dni" in the list. I know most people in this space are anti-proship/anti-ship. So it's ok If you can't answer, I'm just looking for one. As someone who was raised in a proship household/environment, I was taught that proship meant "someone who tolerates and does not discriminate against/harass people about any fictional ship." and that it meant the same thing as "anti-censorship" and "anti-harassment" So coming into online mcyt spaces as a minor, I see so many people being antis, it makes me confused and I would like to learn why so many if not all people are antis. I saw one user say that MAPs/paedophiles were the same as proshippers, and I was very surprised, distraught, and hurt. Would you, and anyone who sees this be able to explain to me what is wrong with proship and why it is so hated. Thank you if you can.
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