#I MISS YOU GHOSTBUR

[boygirlctommy]

remember how ghostbur kept falling into the lmanberg crater, because he forgot that doomsday had happened? it was a bad memory so he refused to look it in the eye, but the reality of it was still there and still hurting him, over and over again. if he'd been able to face what had happened, he could have figured out how to deal with it, found a way to safely cross the crater. but cuts and scrapes and respawns were less painful than acknowledging it. so he kept on falling.

[sillykittyco]

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HELLO HIIIIIII HELLO UPDATE :3

The blog is on an indefinite hiatus as school + family drama + therapy + mental health stuff has been KICKING our ASS!!!

buuuuuuuuuut thats not what im here to talk about!!! we have a neeeeeeew fanfiction writing blog (@sanestnikolaifan) for you bungo stray dogs/genshin impact fans :3 my specialty is nikolai so nikolai lovers are encouraged to send asks (and so is everyone else!!!) please talk to me on their i have nothing to write but i Need to write :3

other things now!!! therapy has been going preeetty good :3 my birthday is coming soon and i have a therapy appointment then so my therapist is gonna buy me a treat!!! ive started playing Palworld, its now one of my FAVORITE games EVR :3 Writing has been going pretty good! OMG BUT my creative writing teacher made the due date a WEEK EARLIER THEN SCHEDULED!! i panicked SO MUCH but over the weekend i've written like a whole four pages :3 which usually i only get after WEEKS of working on something!!! so it should be good to submit by monday!!!

we had a Not So Good time recently tho and that caused lots of splitting, so theres been a lot more periods of disassociation and amnesia sadly!! :(

okay good news to end off!! i've been rewatching bungo stray dogs and it is SO GOOD!!! if you dont already watch it, i would totally recommend it!!! its about vaguely homosexual detectives with superpowers!! also i've been able to regress again after a big regression block due to stress!! it isn't pretty when regressed but thats to be expected :) im just happy to be able to do it again!!!

(GO CHECK IT OUT OR SAY HI OR TALK WITH ME ABOUT MY SILLY GUYS I MIGHT WRITE YOU SOMETHING :3) -> @sanestnikolaifan

[nameless-network]

i csnt be looking at q jaidne art at 12:02 in the morning i just imagined roier waving to the sun and seeing both of tgem there and started tearing up

[proto-caustic-moon]

steal their bones and dip them in sunlight

when u want to cosplay ur faves but they are white and extremely tall

[goosewizard]

hc that tubbo is REALLY insecure about his missing eye, so he wears an eyepatch in new l’manberg and absolutely hates it. it’s too big and garish, it rubs up on his wounds all wrong, he hates seeing himself with it. it makes him feel weak. ranboo notices (of course he does) and thinks that tubbo deserves to feel handsome again. they set off after a cabinet meeting to see if ghostbur has any books on prosthetics.

it should be noted that ranboo has no fucking clue what they’re doing. in the weeks after the plans inception, he has amassed over fifty handcrafted glass eyes, of which exactly zero will work. they’re too big, too small, not the right color. he even managed to make one with a rectangular pupil before they thought better of it. it's a shame, too, that was his best one yet. they're tired and frustrated and the eye collection is really starting to creep him out. ranboo considers asking for help.

ranboo remembers the tumultuous political state of new l'manburg.

ranboo thinks this may be a one-man project.

it really shouldn’t be a surprise that tubbo finds out. they've been practically attached at the hip since ranboo joined, and he was never any good at keeping things from tubbo anyway. they're popping over to ranboo's to get supplies for whatever adventure they're going on today, and the little chest labeled SECRET DO NOT OPEN is too full, propped open with dozens of lumpy glass spheres. tubbo notices (of course he does) and gets halfway through a i can't believe you have an eye fetish before he realizes. ranboo thinks it's a bad sign when he goes silent and an even worse one when his eye goes all misty and aw shit he made the president cry.

he's stuttering through an apology when tubbo's one eye meets their two and he asks is this for me? did you make these for me? ranboo nods and tubbo smiles like a kid on christmas, watery and bright. they've missed that smile. before he knows what's happening, tubbo's tackled them into a hug, sending both of them careening to the ground. ranboo vows there and then to give the man anything and everything he desires now and forever, just so he can feel like this again. not a veteran, not a politician, just tubbo, carefree and kind.

yeah, that sounds like a good life.

as quickly as ranboo went down, he's being pulled back up with tubbo insisting that they try every single eye, previous adventure abandoned. they spend the day like that, going through the chest, laughing at some of ranboos earlier attempts, and screaming with excitement when one managed to fit.

he looks beautiful. more confident, brighter, somehow. they burn his eyepatch that night. ranboo had already gotten him a better one anyway.

part 1 | part 2

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

Nonononono you don’t. you don’t get it. Hear. Listen to me. Please. Just listen to me please.

Tommy never had a sheep before Ghostbur, he has never owned a sheep on DSMP. And Ghostbur had a sheep, he had a Very Good sheep named Friend, and Ghostbur loved Friend so very much, and he took care of Friend and when he died, Tommy tried to take care of Friend, and it didn’t work and Friend died, and then later Friend died again because he was sent to be with Ghostbur.

And now Tommy has a sheep all his own. and I’m just. I am just. Thinks about love & thinks about grief & thinks about aching & thinks about missing someone & thinks about sheep & thinks about love & thinks about friendship & thinks about brotherhood. Tommy has a sheep now, and he gets to take care of this sheep and love her, and Ghostbur isn’t coming back and Friend isn’t coming back and the grief will not go away, but hey. Tommy gets to love this sheep. He gets to love her and care for her and keep her safe. And I don’t know. Thinks about grief. Thinks about healing. Thinks about love.

[arctasy]

i miss c!tntduo so bad. i miss i want to pick your brain for a bit and you are a walking second place medal and someone’s looking at me, i’m alive! and my nation will not be subject to your unpredictability and stop staring at my butt ghostbur and i don't think it's at that level yet and why would i be jealous? and sit down, wilbur and i don't think about you at all and was that a kiss? and you'd be my vice president! and you may stare at me and give me attention but you may not touch and i am your servant, i am at your service and he's my yang and did you see the look in his eyes? god, it was cool. i was going to say it was hot but that would be wrong and wilbur, wilbur, you're alive! and you're being petty and i love it and i don't need your services, i don't need your presence and i never liked you anyway. god i fucking miss them

[crimeboys]

Ghostbur: And I decided, right? Right, I thought, TommyInnit, what does he like? And I thought, he likes, women. He likes, uh-

Tommy: Have you brought me a woman?

Ghostbur: No, I tried, but they don't- they're not as keen on you as you are on them. So I- I- I-

Tommy: That's not true.

Ghostbur: I left them where I found them, I left them where I found them. Uh, but what I did think was like what else- what else does Tommy like, he likes the discs. I couldn't get you the discs I'm afraid. I did try. Uh, and I thought, what else does Tommy like? He likes, uh, pasta. I assume you like pasta, I- I wasn't entirely sure but I wrote it down. Uh, I have a list, now, of things that you like and I'm just trying to remember them so it was pasta-

Tommy: Well, what is it you brought me? I'm here, Wilbur, where are you?

Ghostbur: Yeah, I'm- I'm- I'm coming, I'm coming to the- I'm coming to Logstedshire, right.

Tommy: What, are you getting through the nether? I'm at the Bastion.

Ghostbur: No, no, Logsteshire! Logstedshire!

Tommy: Shall I just go to the Logstedshire?

Ghostbur: Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Tommy: Okay [Jumps into lava]

Ghostbur: That's where I am now, that's where I just got to. [Tommy dies to lava] Oh. [Ghostbur laughs a little] That's an easy way of getting around. You're a bit of a fast traveler.

Tommy: [Shouts] Hello!

Ghostbur: Hi! Where are you? Oh! Come here, come here.

Tommy: I haven't looked you dead in the eyes today.

Ghostbur: Come here, come here, look, look, look! So I thought, what else does Tommy like? Right. What does TommyInnit- What's he a fan of, okay? He likes- he likes democracy. That's another thing I had down- your shirt's lookin' a bit-

Tommy: Yeah.

Ghostbur: You're looking a bit worse for wear.

Tommy: I've had a rough few nights.

Ghostbur: It's okay, come in here, right. Stand here, right. I want you to get ready for this because you're gonna like this gift.

Tommy: I'm ready.

Ghostbur: So I thought, what does Tommy like? His favorite thing in the whole wide world [Ghostbur throws something to Tommy. Tommy hovers over the gift and sees it is a compass named Your Tubbo] is Tubbo! Tommy, I know you really, really like Tubbo. And I know you really, really miss him. So I went out of my way and I made you this. It cost me, like, one netherite, and, like, loads of iron and stone and it basically points you in the direction of Tubbo! At all times. More specifically, L'manburg, Tubbo's White House. It points you right towards it at all times so no matter where you are on this bitch of an earth, you'll know exactly where Tubbo is. And I thought you'd really, really appreciate that.

Tommy: [Stares in silence for a few seconds] Thank you.

Ghostbur: No problem! Anyway, have fun ending your stream, buh-bye!

[Tommy walks silently back to Tnret, making happy/emotional faces at the gift he has just received. He opens his Enderchest and puts the compass inside]

Tommy: Right next to the discs [He lets out a sigh as he closes the Enderchest and smiles]

[deadkraker]

ok had a reblog that awoke the cTommy demons in me so let me just rant for a second about my very specific flavour of cTommy I've made up ok? ok.

you know how like there's stories of kids surviving in the woods by themselves and living among animals? well my ctom is that but with a twist basically.

he spent about his all his early childhood (1 to a 8 year old) in the woods, alone, and like, he was living his best life honestly, I think that he'd sometimes spy on some village kids on the edges of the village but otherwise he was totally content to just frolic in the woods and eat bugs n shit.

but then cwil found him and was like 'oh no whats this child doing running around covered in mud living in a forest' and just kinda picked him by his scruff and carried him home, not really understanding that the kid he just picked up might not be a human child that needed that sort of assistance, all children bite right? like it's totally normal for them to claw at the walls of the home, begging to be released back to the wild for the first week they're inside a home? yeah. and the shiny eyes and claws are just quirks he's sure. this child is perfectly normal and meant to live among humans.

after a while tommy kinda warmed up to wil even when he didn't really understand why he had to do a lot of things, why on earth were shoes necessary anyways? the shirts and trousers he got, they were soft and made him warm in chilly night but god, shoes were his worst enemy. and wil would also develop a fondness for him, and after that they kinda began traveling together.

wil mostly saw tommy's habits as just little odd quirks, and unless it intervened with thing he deemed important he let the boy be.

but then the wars happened and wil became very strict on how tommy should act, how he made the state look bad by climbing trees and walking around barefoot getting his uniform all dirty and untidy, and tommy you have to wear the tie, don't you care what they will think of us if my right hand man won't even dress properly?

and despite all the efforts he made to understand why the things that his brother- no, his general said were important and should matter, the uniforms made his skin itch and the long depatings and peace negotiations made him miss the vague memories of the days where all he had to be was himself in the forest. at least he had tubbo, he'd never leave him.

woops, wil dies, other shit happens, tubbo becomes the president and then exiles him, leaving him, cdream's abuse makes him both regress and progress with his masking, he's never been so much of a starved animal and a obedient follower as he was now, a wild thing kicked and tortured until any form of affection got his complete trust. only for it to be blown up like everything else.

he escapes, finds a safe place, get betrayed, flees again, holes up away from everyone else, because apparently this people thing that everyone seemed to be so in on just wasn't his thing.

some people offer to try and help him, and he accepts. once again.

they say he needs closure, which sure, he'll get closure, dream's in prison now right? it'll be safe right?

one cracked skull and revival and he's proven wrong.

but is it just me or is he kinda..odd now? a boy that once couldn't stand still to save his life, now just watched in the background, with those creepy dead eyes that were nowadays covered by those bangs of his. he seemed more like a ghost than ghostbur ever was.

he just wanders around in the woods, and the claws that had been clipped short by wil now were untrimmed, I swear I saw him hunt a bunny and kill it with his hands alone one time!

he doesn't really talk to people like he used to, mostly he sticks to chatting with tubbo and cranboo, cphil's tried to talk to him, tried to apologize for how things turned out..but he doesn't really get anything back from tommy. he seems more busy with collecting bugs and skinning small rodents for their skulls to try and unpack years worth of complicated feelings towards everyone in his life, maybe things would've been better if he'd stayed in that forest of his, at least he sometimes wishes so.

[blueishspace]

The Watchers court case 2 p4

BigB: Is everyone back?

Martyn: Yeah.

BigB: Oh! Good.

Pearl: Tubbo? You can call the next witness mate.

Tubbo: Alright m'am.

XD: Who are you going to call now, another one of your friends.

Tubbo: Not really, I call Kristin to the witness stand!

XD: Wait, what?

Kristin: Oh hello there Toby.

Tubbo: Hi miss Death!

Kristin: How's your mother doing? It's bern a while since I've talked to Ianite.

Tubbo: Oh! She's doing great! Her and the Captain are-

XD: H-hello death.

Kristin: XD.

XD: You look...beutiful today? Did your hair...lose weight?

Kristin: ... So, Toby, why did you call for me?

Tubbo: I'm proe- per... I'm the prosecution against XD!

Kristin: Oh, I see. You called me because of the Limbo situation?

Tubbo: Y-yeah!

Kristin: Sure, I'll tell you what I can. Judges, may I have some tea?

Pearl: Of course lady Death.

Kristin: Thank you dear. *She takes out a bottle of alchol and pours it in the tea* ... ...What, do you know how tiring the afterlife is to run?

Tubbo: So, you run all the afterlives?

Kristin: Most of them yes, multiple universes.

Tubbo: And what about ours.

Kristin: Yes and no. Theoretically yes. *Sip* However XD had a plan to create a Limbo and I let him make one, unfortunately I'm not able to see into it.

Tubbo: And what were the conditions?

Kristin: That after a few years the souls ne sent back to me to go to the true afterlife for one. And that it did not punish or reward souls as the judgement comes to me.

Tubbo: ... So would a torture domain that warp times so people are stuck for decades would be infringing on the contract between you two?

Kristin: ... It surely would. Do you know of something like that XD?

XD: What? Me? No! No no no-

Tubbo: I call to the stand Ghostbur, Ranboo, Glatt and Tommy!

Kristin: Oh? More people? Why?

Tommy: Kristin?

Ghostbur: Hi mom!

Kristin: Hello dears.

Glatt: Wow, you summoned me here? I'm shocked.

Tubbo: It's not for long. I just want you to explain your Limbos to Kristin.

Ghostbur: Oh ... It's dark...and cold and humid. It's a train station but it's so cold... and theres a bad smell...

Tommy: It was nothing. Just. Blackness everywhere. Nothing to touch. Or hear. Or i don't fucking know, taste? I hate whoever created it.

Tubbo: It's that guy. *Points to XD*

Tommy: ...You fucking prick, why?!??

Glatt: Mine was a gymn. The guy that died for being unhealthy is sent to a gym ah ah ah, hilarious.

Ranboo: ... Water... I was in a small island surrounded by water could only stay still to avoid getting wet, couldn't sit...or lie down... I'm part enderman so I get hurt by water.

Kristin: ...

XD: It's not what it looks like?

Kristin: You'll need to pray to the judges to send you somewhere where I can't find you.

*XD gulps*

Kristin: Tubbo?

Tubbo: Yeah, miss Death?

Kristin: Call me Kristin please, and thank you for letting me know of this.

Tubbo: Of course Kristin!

Kristin: I'll give you a gift. Ranboo?

Ranboo: Y-yeah?

Kristin: Once you are sent back you'll find yourself back in the overworld.

Tubbo: Wait really??

Ranboo: U-uh! Thank you Miss Lady Death m'am!

Kristin: Now, I'll take my leave.

Grian: Yes, of course.

*The witnesses disappear*

Martyn: So... do the jurors have their decision?

*in the jury*

Sapphire: ... Guilty.

Mianite: Clearly guilty.

Monika: It's been definitely guilty since the halfway point.

Madoka: I hate to point fingers but yeah... Guilty.

Aphmau: Super Guilty.

Martyn: That was almost as fast as last time...wow. Then, judges?

Grian: Normally replacing gods is nearly impossible, XD's domain includes however only the dream smp server. I sentence XD to being stripped of his divinity and for it to be divided between Callhan and Foolish.

BigB: I sentence him with 100 years in my domain to make up for the limbo situation as well as an additional 300... Make it 350 years of community service afterwards.

Jimmy: Your domain being? For the record and all.

BigB: The backrooms, you must have heard of them.

Pearl: I sentence him to mandatory therapy to last until further notice.

XD: Oh that's not too bad-

Pearl: And to be stack for 1 hour in a room with lady Kristin.

XD: Wait no no no no! Please no!

*XD is dragged away*

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[mcytblrconfessions]

everyone’s like “oh dsmp twitter was so toxic” ok come down to the FANDOM dsmp wiki. we had:

•So many RPs. All the time. (I participated in two and somehow ended up in creative mode both times??) (if you can’t beat them change the code ig)

•A crazy amount of fanfics that never made it to Ao3 and were actually good.

•Memes. Everyday. Nonstop. Party all night.

•It was so cringe. We were all cringe. You weren’t truly in it until you posted your Gacha design of Ghostbur. And no one made fun of you for it.

•We made our own lore about being a library?? And developed a platonic family?? And a protection squad?? Honestly really cool.

•Super wholesome and accepting. We helped each other through all the shit.

anyways I kinda miss it. Tumblr’s cool though.

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[hiding-in-the-vault]

I’ve seen you discuss AUs before and I think either you talked about c!Disc duo or you reblogged someone else talking about it, but I have an angsty au (that might already exist but idk) that I’d be interested to hear your thoughts on.

So in the prison arc when Tommy gets trapped with Dream , what if instead of Dream killing Tommy he manages to overpower Dream (cuz he’s a bit weaker from malnourishment, etc.) and Tommy kills Dream instead? How do you think that would change the story?

I've definitely talked about c!Discduo before!

hhmmhmhmhmm. In such a world where Tommy could overpower and kill Dream, I think right off the bat, Sam would have an aneurysm.

There's definitely a world where Sam just freaks out and refuses to let him go for ,, way too long. Once people learn he let his prisoner get killed, that would that mean for the prison? His reputation would be in shambles! Lots of directions to take this, depending on what characters and themes you wanted such an AU to focus on.

Regardless, it's inevitable that Punz would revive him. Assuming Tommy gets out relatively soon after, he lets everyone know that He is a Big Man who KILLED The Dream !! Punz hears, and revives him. That essentially skips forward to the prison break without having to involve Quackity and the torture, Ghostbur or Techno/using the favor.

Which is interesting, since enduring the torture is what dictates a lot of Dream's more subtle behavior later on. Heck, he might decide he wasn't in there long enough, who knows. (Though I'm sure he wont miss it, since he started acting out on Day 1)

But from there, Dream gets to decide if he wants to play dead for a while, or appear right away to say "look Im basically immortal, dont even try to kill me, it wont work lol.' Which would effect how other people react, of course.

Overall, i expect he would continue on with The Plan in whatever way he decides suits him best. Tommy will Surely have a heart attack the moment he catches wind of Dream not only still being alive, but running around too. That would probably mirror his spiral in the finale, except he wouldn't have had to deal with the whole ordeal of Wilbur's apology tour and then leaving him, since Ghostbur would be bumbling around instead. So maybe he'd be a bit more stable... ?

This definitely feels like it would be a butterfly effect thing, where later events could change Drastically if you wanted them to.

[bugflies00]

some new and older sketchbook stuff… idk. you can tell i miss ghostbur a normal amount

[somerandomcryptid]

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Logstedshire in the snow

ok so I planned to write more of this but honestly I just don't have the motivation so here

Warning for generally vague descriptions of being very cold and mentions of the possibility of getting hypothermia

It was December. Of course there was fucking snow. It shouldn't have surprised Tommy when white flecks fell, they were so close to the arctic after all, but it did anyway. The snow started on one of Dream’s visits. It was fun then. It wasn't fun now.

Huddling in the walls of Logstedshire didn't prove much help. And Tommy mourned that missing shoe more than ever now, if he had it he could actually walk around easier. Even if he’d still be freezing his ass off. At least the snow was crunchy now. He could walk on top and it would only sting the bottom of his foot, rather than the fluffy white flakes that your whole foot falls into.

Tommy still hated this though, he still had to go about his normal day as if he wasn't freezing to death. Well I guess he didn't go about his normal day; he huddled in Ghostbur's van thingy with all the blankets he could find in hopes that he wouldn't get hypothermia. What? It's not like Ghostbur used this place anymore.

He hasn't visited at all since that stupid party.

Whatever. It didn't matter when he had warmth to worry about.

But he spent hours in that stupid place. With nothing to do but think and try not to freeze.

Wilbur wouldn't have let him come to this, he and Tubbo would’ve saved him, cuddle and laugh, joke until even through the cold he was warm inside and out. A sentimental part of him supplied.

Tubbo put him here. And Wilbur went insane, he wouldn't have done shit if he were still alive.

Literally the only person who was actually keeping him alive right now was Dream of all fucking people. And was he even doing that? I mean where was he now? He left a child in the snow, to freeze.

Maybe he didn't even care. Maybe Dream was just some hypocrite. It would track with the rest of his behavior.

This line of thinking continued for much of the rest of the afternoon until Dream finally showed up for his visit. Took him all till sunset, the asshole.

“You look like shit.” Was the first thing out of Dream’s mouth when he stepped into the van, his entrance letting a gust of cold air into Tommy's safe space, he hissed at that, burying himself further into his pitiful mass of blankets that really wasn't enough for this kind of weather.

AND UH YEAH OF COURSE HE LOOKS LIKE SHIT! HE'S FUCKING FREEZING! He could not infact summon the energy to shout at Dream.

“Either be useful or get out. Actually no, you can't open the door, so really, be useful or fucking shut up.” Usually his bitterness was usually covered by a veneer of humor, but he was hungry, and cold, and very much not having a good day, so pardon his rudeness.

A thick silence covered the van after that. Tommy started questioning if maybe he had been too rude before Dream went to sit beside him, awkwardly wrapping an arm around his shoulder. Tommy eagerly pressed himself to Dream’s side. Despite how his pride hated him for it, his will to at least not die of hypothermia was stronger.

Dream cursed under his breath and Tommy briefly thought he was about to be pushed away until Dream pulled him even closer, practically his lap.

“You're freezing.” Dream stated the obvious, sounding more disturbed by the concept then Tommy really believed he had the right to be. So of course he replied with a scoff.

“No shit. Believe me, it’s sucks ass for me more.” He muttered, with less bite than intended, him pressing his face into Dream's neck -which was notably warmer than him- probably didn't help though. On a normal day Dream might have made fun of him for his choice of words, he didn't though. Tommy kinda wished he did.

“I’m sorry I wasn't here sooner.” Tommy didn't like how sincere sounding Dream was. He felt Dream’s chin rest on the top of his head, a strange warmth bloomed in his chest at the gesture, he tried to convince himself it was just the masked man’s literal warmth. He hated it even with that flimsy excuse. And he hated how he nessled into Dream.

And worse, Tommy didn't have a response for once. No snappy comment came to mind, just blank annoyance. So he just grunted in annoyance.

Dream cursed under his breath again, pulling Tommy closer -as if they weren't already close enough. “I shouldn't have left you out here. I swear to god if you fucking freeze to death-” Dream inhaled a deep breath, before pulling tugging the misaligned blankets further over Tommy and pressing the teen fully against himself. “Just- just don't die on me. Ok?”

Well he’d certainly try. But right now he was just… tired. Not like falling asleep and freezing tired. Just.. sleepy tired. He yawned.

“Fine. Whatever.” The mumbled words were barely legible through their slurredness and Dream’s hoodie. But he was tired so it was the best Dream was going to get.

[rgbstatic]

i think in both regards to story, and in terms of meta/real life

doomsday and the destruction of l’manberg killed the server.

whether people were for or against or apart of l’manberg or not, it was a gathering point that brought people together to talk. it was a place people would hang out. it was a place with lots of chests to steal food and supplies from. in new l’manberg so so many people spent their time their even if they were completely unaffiliated or lived somewhere else.

storywise when it was destroyed, the story just lost a central characteristic for conflict, and a very important thing. l’manberg wasn’t just a place. it was ideals it was imagery, it was a goal, it was safety it was so many things, and with it gone with no hopes of returning, no matter how many new places people built they were all empty and never the same.

and with it gone everyone literally had to go their own ways. everyone who gathered there went far far away to make their own homes.

on a meta standpoint, people like talk about how much they miss old dream smp streams and that’s because of the non serious lore streams. where walking down a path and bumping into someone could lead to goofing off or serious talks.

where tommy could build a pathway from manberg to pogtopia for prime and for the upcoming rebellion, and get caught by a vice president who decided it was his day off and he was going to roleplay as a mcdonald’s worker.

it’s how you have tommy and tubbo goofing off on the server not doing lore, only for schlatt to see and they go lore mode and have to make up a pregnancy excuse.

it’s how you got silly serious moments. it’s also just straight up how you had people interact. if everyone lived hundreds of blocks away, it’s harder to just randomly run into each other while building or running to do something, meaning you’re less likely to talk, and less likely for anything to happen.

when l’manberg acted as a central hang out spot, people built their homes in close proximity, they would stick around the area and things naturally happened.

destroying l’manberg was, in my opinion, the worst thing they could have done. doomsday did very very little narratively to the story. the community house gathering did more to the story than doomsday did. and it was awful because tommy rallied people behind him to fight in doomsday not for him, but because if they could do this to l’manberg what would stop them from doing it to every other group.

and everyone fought, and despite an entire server fighting it was pointless.

the only thing doomsday did was force people to hide. and you can make claims for ranboo who went to live with phil and techno- but ranboo’s character arcs could’ve had a very similar outcome by staying with almost anyone else.

no l’manberg ultimately just drove everyone away, and there was never any serious or successful move to make anything on that server take its place, to fill the hole, so there was nothing to actively pull things together. no driving force or motivation, nothing to supply passive roleplay, nothing to bring people together.

everyone lost on doomsday. that loss of l’manberg meant no one could ever win again. just think about it. after doomsday, it was loss after loss.

the final disc confrontation? tommy and tubbo lost. they were rescued, but they lost their fight, and it was a trap anyway.

dream in prison? well he has punz on the outside, doesn’t matter, and he can control ranboo, and he still got to kill tommy AND ghostbur. it was a loss. and he escaped.

every single fight after. quackity lost, wilbur lost, tommy and tubbo lost again, and again. the server for everyone ended in a loss.

there was not ever a win again. usually in stories, after losses, you want something good to happen to make those hardships worth it. just like when good things happen you want bad things to happen to make it worth it, you need a balance.

think of the revolution. the up and down rollercoaster. the freedom into war into loss and death into hope into loss into compromise into win.

the election was a nail biting race where depending on who you voted for, was lose and a win. for tommy and wilbur it was a loss, but they quickly gathered things up, they had hope, and they had energy, and a plan, and techno joined and they were confident. there were ups and downs up until doomsday, afterword no character seemed to get an up. any positive was immediately trivialized. for example tommy’s decided to try and heal and make a hotel which was immediately turned into a problem where people tried to fight him over it and then he died. or he got a pet that made him happen and everyone tried to set it free or kill it. he finally starts to feel safe no relax and dream breaks loose, and he is endlessly stalked the entire time, and he dies alone with his abuser and his abuser’s accomplice.

there is never an up after doomsday, and killing l’manberg that day killed the dream smp.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

They are like sisters to me.

When Ghostbur shows up in Tommy’s stream thumbnails >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>