#I already have plans to be at the MINESHAFT.

[chiropteracupola]

some people go to PRIDE EVENT other people go to the DISUSED MINESHAFT instead. in a gay and transgender manner.

[blackkatmagic]

For the clone character meme, Fox of course!!! If you've already got him, Tup?

“Have you seen Thorn?” Fox asks, annoyed. A missing senator is normally nothing to call in off-duty troopers over, but Padawan Skywalker is making himself a headache, and Fox is tired of it. Thorn can at least pretend to be polite. Fox can't be bothered, especially to uppity, snarly padawans who give him a headache.

“No, sir,” Hound answers, a step behind Fox with Grizzer at the ready. There's no trail to find, though; Amidala's scent runs up to the start of the port and then disappears. “He’s not answering his comm.”

Fox growls under his breath, because Thorn knows they're not ever supposed to be out of contact. Even being off-duty is a polite fiction to make some of the bleeding hearts in the Senate feel better about running almost a billion men into the ground without pay or the most basic consideration, and Fox is going to get the biggest karking earful about some of his men not being on the case. Particularly since Skywalker managed to get Palpatine’s ear somehow. That’s giving Fox a headache, too.

“Keep trying to reach him,” he orders. Thorn’s the most familiar with Amidala, given his work as her guard on diplomatic missions, and Thire and Stone are both off-planet, so the Guard needs all its commanders working. His comm chimes insistently, and he gives it a dark look, sends back an affirmative, and pulls his helmet back on. “Take the lower platforms, see if you can pick anything up. I'm going to brief the Chancellor.”

“Sir,” Hound answers sharply, and Fox veers off, stalking down the busy corridor. He’s annoyed enough that even watching senators scatter out of the path of his murder-walk isn't satisfying, though, and he mutters a curse under his breath, keying the lift open and stepping in, then turning to level a killing glare at the aide who’s just trying to sidle in.

Immediately, the aide finds something better to be doing, veering off like that was her plan all along, and Fox rolls his eyes. Cowards, all of them. It would be funny if Fox didn’t want to drop-kick every person in this building down a mineshaft.

Something cream and white and gold catches his eyes just before the doors slide shut, and Fox shoves a hand out automatically, something in his chest turning over.

Well. Maybe not every person. That’s a little extreme.

“Commander,” the captain of the Temple Guard says, perfectly polite, tone as warm as ever as he ducks into the lift, careful not to crowd Fox despite his size. “Going to see the Chancellor?”

If Feemor is being sent to see Palpatine as well, it probably means Knight Kenobi bent some ears too, Fox thinks, maybe a little grumpy about it. Not about seeing Feemor, but—a padawan shouldn’t be able to stir up this much of a fuss. If Skywalker was a cadet, he’d get shunted off to sanitation for making so much noise.

“Yeah. About Amidala, right?” he says gruffly, and waves the door shut before anyone else can intrude. His chances to actually get any time alone with Feemor are all like this, stolen moments between crises, and Fox is entirely willing to tweak the rules a little to make the most of them.

If he’d known Feemor was here, he’d have picked a slower lift, too.

Feemor nods, tipping his head to watch the floor numbers rise, and Fox takes the chance to study the way golden hair curls around his throat, slides out from under the white hood like a temptation. “Senator Amidala has always been a friend to the Jedi,” he says, and Fox can hear the smile in his voice. “Whatever I can do to help, I will.”

It’s hardly nothing, having a Jedi Master here to help, and Fox grunts in satisfaction, only partly at the idea of Feemor sticking around for a few hours or a few days. It’s probably wrong to hope that they don’t find Amidala too quickly, but—well. Fox doesn’t give a monkey-rat’s bald ass about a senator, even a relatively decent one. He’s stuck on Coruscant, and they're the sole reason.

“Good,” is all he says, trying to hide his pleasure, since it’s probably not appropriate right now. “If you're willing to come with me to the undercity, I want to check the levels below the Senate Building—”

A jarring, shuddering wrench jolts the whole lift, so sudden and sharp that Fox is thrown right off his feet. He slams bodily into Feemor, feels Feemor hit the wall even as one arm snaps up to hold Fox steady, and feels the sudden, wrenching drop right in his bones. The lift plummets, and Fox snarls, grabs for the waist-height bar but misses as they hit something that spins the lift to one side. The impact hits an instant later, hard enough that Fox’s vision goes black for an instant, and he hears Feemor cry out as metal gives way—

They spill out onto cold metal decking, reeking of rust, and Fox rolls right to his feet, blasters in hand, up and aimed and ready. Feemor is behind him, on the ground and not getting up, and the air is dark and humid and reeks of wet metal in a way the Senate Building never does. Far below it, that probably means, and Fox triggers his helmet lights, then stills in surprise, eyes narrowing.

A clone is sitting in front of an old pile of scrap metal, slumped back against a beam, and it takes Fox a long, long second to recognize Colt, stripped of Rancor’s intricately painted armor, with a pile of something bright and sleek and metallic beside him.

Weapons, Fox realizes belatedly. Colt has a pile of weapons Fox has never seen before next to him, and he’s smeared with ash, arms scattered with slick, shiny burns, his face slack with exhaustion. His eyes are closed, and for an instant Fox almost thinks he’s dead.

Then, with a sound of concern, Feemor is past Fox, limping slightly but quick on his feet. He crouches down next to Colt, raising a hand—

Colt catches it, almost too fast to see, and opens his eyes.

In the darkness, reflecting in Fox’s helmet lights, they shine like forge-fire, an unsettling, unearthly glow.

“Commander?” Feemor asks, quiet, gentle even as Fox’s unease rises, full of teeth. “Are you all right?”

Colt looks right at him, then shifts his gaze, eyes tracking straight to Fox. Then, with a groan and a heave, he shoves to his feet, dragging something up out of the pile with him as he takes a few unsteady steps forward.

“This one’s yours,” he says, and shoves it right into Fox’s hand, so that Fox has to fumble, drop his blaster and catch warm metal before it can clatter down to the floor.

“Colt, what the hell?” he asks, deeply suspicious, because if Rancor Battalion’s top commander is having a mental break—

And then, like a flash of mercury, liquid and hot, something slides off the handle of the axe, drips down his fingers and over his wrist beneath his armor, and Fox wrenches back with a sound of alarm, scrambling to get his gauntlet off, to get whatever is on him away from his skin—

Like molten metal, something iridescent and shimmering settles into his skin, and Fox scrapes with his nails but can't get it off, swears at Colt as he backs away. “I'm going to karking murder you,” he snaps. “Colt, wake the hell up!”

“It’s tradition,” Colt says, like that’s an argument, and it sounds raw, like he’s been breathing in smoke, or maybe like he’s been screaming. “There's—there's a lightsaber crystal I need to find. I rebuilt the hilt, but I can't find it.”

Lightsaber. Something cold fractures in Fox’s chest, and he jerks around, looking for Feemor—

A figure in the shadows. A Mandalorian in rust-red armor, a golden faceplate on his helmet, already reaching. Fox shouts, but Feemor isn't moving, and Fox lunges, swings—

The axe Colt forged cuts right through the Mandalorian like he’s a ghost, and Feemor crumples to his knees, a keening, desperate sound breaking from his throat as he claws at his mask. Something shimmers around him, something rises, and just for an instant Fox can see a man in tattered Jedi robes, more rip than cloth, with brown hair and brown eyes and a black mark seared between his brows. His body is imposed over Feemor's like a hazy afterimage, and he’s reaching for the Mandalorian, expression hard to see but desperate, and the Mandalorian reaches back, seizes him even as he tears his helmet away to reveal grey skin and yellow eyes, simian features. Cups his face—Feemor's face—and kisses him—

Fox tackles Feemor out of the way, right over the edge of the platform without hesitation. One arm tight around Feemor’s chest, the other still clutching Colt's axe, he tumbles down, down, down into darkness, fury biting hot in his veins.

In the whirling darkness of their fall, Fox catches a glimpse of another figure in armor, watching as they near. Red-gold armor this time, bright as copper, wearing a woven cloak with long tassels and a conical helmet, a familiar battleaxe in hand. It’s the twin of the one Fox is holding, and he jerks as they tumble straight towards the Mandalorian—

Fall through him, and Fox feels the sudden crackle of power, as bright and vicious as lightning, eating its way down to his bones. Maybe he screams, or maybe he passes out, or maybe he burns, all the way down with Feemor caught up in his arms and a god in his head, settling in like coming home.

[cosmicobubisi]

Cosmic's Malleyuu Whump vs Flufftober: Day 12

STARVATION underground caverns / "This is spooky." - "Really?"

As he trekked down deeper and deeper into the endless mess of caves, Malleus, came to the crushing realization that he was alone.

This was not an easy thing to accept, he thought as he placed a hand over his stomach. It wasn't rumbling, but given how hollow it felt already, that felt like an inevitability.

There was nothing he could do right now. Malleus had spent too much time searching for a decent vein like this one, going down numerous false starts and red herrings.

He had to admit, he hadn't planned his venture out well. Setting out in the freezing rain with nothing but the clothes on his back had been foolish, but he thought he'd known better than his advisors.

Now, he longed for their embrace, as oppressive as it can seem at times. Packing for yourself was hard.

Still, it wasn't all lost. He had water, though not much, and a loaf of bread as well as an apple.

He'd also had the foresight to bring plenty of supplementary supplies, so while he would have to ration out every slice of bread, Malleus had plenty of tools with which to forage.

Shield in one arm, Malleus squeezed the torch in his hand as he swung it forward to reveal the floor beneath him.

It had only happened once, but Malleus hadn't been watching below him very closely, and had ended up taking a short, yet somewhat embarrassing spill. His hurt feelings had taken more damage than his actual body, but next time, he may not be so lucky.

The light revealed he was fine, but Malleus still kept his guard up as he walked forward, trying to feel for anything like a change in temperature, or a breeze, that could indicate a new passage.

He froze, then remembered to press his back against the wall. It was faint, but he could have sworn he heard footsteps.

Malleus thought they'd come from behind him, but he couldn't see anything. He strained his ears, but he felt like all he could really hear was the roar of his own blood.

Shaking it off, he pressed forward before hearing something again- not footsteps, but running water.

A few paces ahead, and indeed, a small spring was burbling its way out of the wall.

While Malleus found the source of water comforting, it was the things surrounding the spring that were of most relief to him.

The creaky, sparse pillars of wood holding up crumbling walls of stone could only mean one thing.

Malleus had finally found the legendary dilapidated mineshaft, alleged to be filled with riches and fortunes untold, for the adventurers brave enough to find them.

He didn't have much gear, but even one piece of treasure would set him up for a long, long time, and he couldn't be dependent on his attendants forever.

Steeling himself, Malleus put down his shield and grabbed his sword. The extra defense was nice, but it was more important to be able to see and attack.

A rush of excitement went through Malleus's body at the achievement of having accomplished something with his own two hands, but he was only halfway through his caper.

The air was stagnant. Malleus wondered how long it had been since anyone had been down here.

How many souls had lost their lives to these mines? How many had resolved themselves like he had, to take only a little, and then become blinded by greed and driven mad by hunger?

It was a frightening thought, but Malleus didn't have much time to ponder it, because the next thing he knew, the world was exploding into sheer light and sound.

--

After the initial surprise washed away, Malleus stared at the screen grimly.

On it, the words, "You Died!" along with the option to return to the menu or resume the game, albeit without his newfound loot, were present.

"My lord! I-I'm so sorry, I did not do an adequate enough job in protecting you!" stammered Sebek, hovering over Malleus's shoulder.

Sebek, himself, and a smattering of other Night Raven College students were sitting in a recently-converted computer lab.

According to Leona, rumor had it that someone had tried to pull up a website in Trein's World History as a part of their midterm presentation, only for the link to not work.

The class had subsequently spent the next 5 minutes watching the student pull out his phone and type out each letter in the website's address, one character at a time, after which he'd gone on to give a mediocre presentation.

Trein had become so incensed at the technological ineptitude, he made enough of a fuss that the administration had decided to add a computer skills lab, to ensure all of the students had enough familiarity with technology to feel confident in using it.

According to Trey, the student had been Jade.

Since it was a hasty addition to the required curriculum, classes were decided based on which students had free periods at certain times. This meant that first, second and third-years were all lumped together.

Malleus had been nothing short of elated at having been put in the same class as Yuu, until he'd also realized Sebek and Silver were in his class as well.

He had nothing against their academic skills, nor of their ability to work a computer. In fact, he knew they actually had a lot of experience with the subject.

It was the fact that they insisted on 'helping' him so much, Malleus had a hard time actually learning anything. He wanted to be more independent, and they were hurting those chances.

Despite this, he'd managed to learn a lot in this class, and had even spent a lot of time with Yuu.

Now that they were at the end of the semester, as a treat, they'd let Yuu and a few of their friends set up a game called Minecraft on the school computers for a day, so they could all play together.

Sebek and Silver had insisted on showing him their progress in the game, but Malleus had wanted to play and learn for himself. It seemed more fun that way, and Yuu recommended he play it like that.

"Oh, hush Sebek. We've all gotta die to a creeper once."

Malleus turned to see Yuu standing there, a small smile on their face.

"This game is surprisingly scary," said Malleus.

"Really? I don't think it's too bad, but I haven't been caught that off-guard in a while."

"I do wish I could be a bit better at this game," he admitted.

"Your Majesty! Allow me, please!" insisted Sebek.

"How would I recommend I proceed, Yuu?" said Malleus, ignoring Sebek.

Yuu nodded, a knowing grin on their face. "First off, you need a better home base. Start by building yourself a house, no matter how small..."

[tubbytarchia]

jim stream. i tried to keep it short. its not short.

(full server list thanks to martyn streams pinned message: Aimsey, Bekyamon, Fwhip, Lizzie, Mogswamp, Oli, Shelby, Scott, Joel, Sneeg, Jimmy, Guqqie, Sausage, CPK, Eloise, and Martyn)

jimmy logs in and martyns nearby. they almost immediately start calling each other discheads. martyn says that he (himself) is the biggest dischead he knows.

aimsey comes over and ALSO calls them discheads but aimsey believes the holes a donut so they get offended.

aimseys STACKED. 14 hours on the server already. its day 4. jimmy and martyn believe that they just live in the server now. aimsey IRL left a party early to go home and play minecraft.

the server crashed but they knew it was going to so jimmy and martyn just started chanting disc to make sure it was the last word said before the crash. he talks to chat for a bit and he says hes going to build a base today

server restarts and they all rejoin. aimsey kills a horse then combat logs when jimmy and martyn go after them. its really funny since everyone else is in full diamond and jimmys walking around with his stone tools.

jimmy does a mini tour of the disc (just pointing out where things are) and he doesnt stop talking but he does look over at scotts twice. like a double take. which is understandable cuz it looks like this vv

^^ which TECHNICALLY doesnt mean anything. building inside a wall is a common building thing and it does not mean he is referencing any past series. (gritting my teeth)

jimmy decides that he should probably get geared up before doing anything else and goes mining.

HIM AND OLI ARE. STREAMING ELDEN RING TOMORROW. ????? really out of nowhere HES GONNA BE STREAMING ON TWITCH????????????? who is this man. who are u. my twitch streamer. he yearns for twitch emotes. and an among us stream on wednesday WHAT is happening

someone came into chat to tell him that impulse thought he was 30. he got so deeply offended about it. he demanded the chat to tell him that hes 28 then decided to message him HIMSELF "i am 28 years old. and proud. not 30." impulse said something like "close enough" and jimmy is so annoyed about it.

jimmy learns that joel is having a statue built of him. he IS happy about it but he makes a really funny expression for a few moments

hes been digging a staircase down instead of finding caves like a normal person and he finds an underwater cave. he crafts some doors and mines some underwater diamonds......... pro gamer.....

shelby joins and sausage starts. being sausage

olis in chat and jim starts talking to him. he asks if theyre still planning to live together and olis like pushing our minecraft beds together???

his diamond luck is INSANE he just cant stop finding them.

its been like 10 minutes since the 30 thing and hes like HAS IMPULSE MESSAGED ME BACK YET? (he hasnt) hes too scared. jimmy i think ur the only one who cares but its very endearing.

callum cpk has joined the jimmy solidaritygaming polycule. i mean what. jimmy promises he will be back in 2 minutes then finds a massive cave.

(he starts heading back and then finds a mineshaft. i fear they are never seeing each other)

i was joking earlier but WHAT IS HIS DEAL LMAOOOOOO jimmy was like WHY ARE YOU SO DEPENDANT?????? ("is this how joel feels? like what im like to him?" okay. okay)

(i tuned into cpks stream and he is actually doing it. he is slowly getting higher. why does jimmy attract the most insane men)

jimmys talking about tango swag/twag and how its being used and he calls himself a tango stan. he says a tango tangie (like an ethogirl)

jimmy finally gets back. cpk jumps down and survives! it took half his hearts but hes fine enough.

martyn comes over and they start berating cpk for not being a dischead. cpks like i think ur pushing the line of what u can say and theyre both like what? and he just backs down immediately,,,,,,

they go to scotts house just to harass him for being a donut believer. yeah sure why not. jimmy says he doesnt like the sound of scotts composter (it sounds like someones just in your walls all the time) and scott says hes going to build one in jimmys house.

martyn walks off at some point and cpk and jim talk about sausage. ("callum you cant be encouraging it." "i didnt know i was honestly")

jimmy starts making fun of cpk for being a furry. thats rich coming from him. cpk says it back and neither of them properly deny it which means its canon now

they talk about their dogs for a bit and cpk says all his dogs are called jimmy. jimmy gets close to him and is like i knew you were obsessed. this is the first time omgggg and cpks like i cant believe thats true. and jimmys like joels been obsessed. jk its the other way around

cpk decides to move into the disc. atp i think over half the server is living in/around the disc.

martyns here again. theyre trying to fix a waterfall that oli (and sausage?) made thats like. really strangely shaped. they fix it then start running around and start talking about how welsh kirstys accent is (cuz jim tried to do her accent and martyn was like shes more welsh than that and they bicker for a bit) and they run past scott and martyns like oi scott do u think kirstys welsh as anything AND ALL THIS TO SAY SCOTT AGREED WITH JIMMY. BIG NEWS.

he talks to bekyamon. when he asked her what she thinks the hole is she said shes agnostic, which implies the disc/donut thing is a religion. this is furthered by jimmy saying he will respect her beliefs. interesting.

he can hear oli from far away and eventually spots him. his first instinct upon seeing oli is to hide and just start repeating everything oli says. they meet up and talk about how they have done absolutely nothing. they talk about base plans and making a farm better than the one on the other side of the disc wall. oli says "slash neg" out loud

they talk about whos the discheads. jimmy mentions that cpk took some convincing and olis like "we hate a man who challenges authority" im SO scared as to what the disc/donut thing is going to become. they talk to cpk about the disc.

shelby comes over too and shes. shes calling herself the rim lord. frowns. i dont watch either of them very much but i think i need to be scared of the shelby/sausage teamup.

MARTYN HAS GONE TO A TRIAL CHAMBER AND HAS THE ACHIEVEMENT. i tuned into his stream to see and he literally just went close enough for the achievement then left.

jimmy went up to sausages house and listened in on him for a bit. someone in sausages chat calls him a professional minecrafter and hes like "well some may say that. i built all of this without anything on my side monitor" and jimmy just went like ʰᵉˢ ˡʸᶦⁿᵍ

then sausage comes down and they talk. sausage says he was breeding for fwhip for 10 hours last night. cows and sheep of course. hes calling himself the lord of the rim.

IT GETS WORSE. THEY FIND FWHIP. FWHIP IS CALLING HIMSELF THE LEADER OF THE BOWLGE (PRONOUNCED BULGE). THIS CANT KEEP HAPPENING. jimmys like deadpan to sausage Youre the rim lord. and sausage just starts laughing. he cant keep up with his own bit.

jimmy leaves and types the kick command in DEAD silence. freedom at last.

end of stream. lizzie might be joining jim and oli for elden ring. we're so back. new video near the end of the week maybe.

awful

I maintain that I wouldn't be able to bear watching this myself. What is this 12yo humor man I love a lot of these guys so much but what!! What rim lords!! What bulge!!!!!!!!! Where am I is it still 2024

The bit with seapeekay makes me unreasonably angry. Why is he doing this. Why do we keep treating Jimmy as an object of desire and burdening him with things he is not responsible nor owes anyone. What is this "If you dont come to me fast enough, I will kill myself" ultimatum. What the fuck has Jimmy done to deserve this why are half the people like this to Jimmy. I'm going to murder someone. When will he be treated like a person again. When will he break away from the ecosystem. When will he find himself in a relationship of mutual nature again. Angry. Seapeekay I have no faith in you anymore

And grrrr. that thing. That fucking thing Scott is building. And Jimmy taking a double take. My son. My poor son. He's being reminded.

Good on him and Martyn though for going over to Scott's house just to harass him. Sounds dreamy

[a-d-nox]

Heyy I just wanted to come on here to say that I reallyyy love your blog. I was just messing around and found an old post of yours titled "Pluto in Aquarius: what's to come" and I thought it was soo well written. I love the choice of pictures for the post as well. You don't even have to answer this ask. I just wanted to come on here and appreciate your work, that's all. Keep up the dedication!

pluto retrograding back into capricorn: a prediction of what's to come

hahaha too funny!!! "i didn't have to answer this" but it was so well planned! i was in the middle of drafting this post when this ask notifications popped up!! so thank you so much for the compliments and i hope you enjoy this one equally!!

house matters:

THIS IS THE FIRST OF TWO PLUTO RETROGRADES THAT WILL OCCUR - this one will last from june 11th to jan 20th, 2024. we likely won't see too much wildness because we only recently started experiencing what pluto in aquarius is like. we know the vibe of pluto in capricorn already and likely still feel comfortable with its predictability. THE FINAL RETROGRADE BACK INTO CAPRICORN will be september 1st, 2024 to november 19th, 2024. then we are full steam ahead with pluto in aquarius until march 9th, 2043.

live in the USA so my post likely will be slightly more focused there examples wise so i apologize in advance! feel free to comment, dm, or reblog with other examples from your country based on my prediction key phrases.

i personally am NOT a witch or anything wild, everything i am saying is purely theoretical - it is not fated to happen just because i am saying it. i am simply socially aware. i know what's up generally in the world today and what was up in world when pluto was in capricorn.

like last time i am going to start light and get darker so mentally prepare yourself for that (tw: COVID-19, assassinations, and other abrasive topics that may make people uncomfortable) depending on where they are currently reading from - but we are talking about pluto so... expect the unexpected?!

let's get to it!

time and schedule changes

in the US people have been saying that daylight savings hour should be concluded indefinitely because it is unnecessary. we don't need "daylight" like we used to because we have advanced technologically. there are more risks with keeping time change then there is with getting rid of it. i could also see this being about the 4-day work week because it was trialed at the beginning of the aqua pluto transit and it was a success. capricorn is a worker and can be about workplace efficiency too, so we could see the work week become "refined" to be 4 days only.

the rise of new non-tech and/or tech-intensive careers

where there are AI doomers, there is a market. we will see old-school businesses and professionals trying to justify and reestablish their career without AI involvement - ground zero for this prediction is real-estate (people fighting virtual or 3D-tour technology) and politics (look at the tiktok ban nonsense - i can see them saying their jobs are necessary 100% of the time... or they don't need to evolve...). capricorn again represent efficiency when it comes to working, so we could see people commingling with tech to make the most out of AI in new ways to make their careers and the work they do more efficient (and less time consuming to piggyback off of the 4-day work week prediction).

the collapse of dead space

there is a chance we will see some sort of conversation about what to do with places we no longer use - strip malls, movie theaters, mineshafts, etc. pluto retrograde makes me think of fear mongering (yes, i see the irony between that statement and this post) - i can see where with climate issue and the haze that is falling over old-money US currently that people might start talking about building bunkers in preparation of a mass natural disaster or "apocalypse." my logic behind this is that capricorn represents reliability, money, and underground places while pluto is demolition and extremes.

technology failures and setbacks

enjoy your air conditioning when you have it and if you have it - i sense that we will likely face more blackouts and rolling blackouts this summer than ever before. i also think we could see AI doomers in full swing or we will see that AI is monitoring more than it should and people will distance themselves from it.

extreme weather and climate shifts

as we have seen in the past few days, wildfires are on the rise across canada. pluto can represent extremes and electrocution while capricorn can be ashes, dryness, and old trees - people are predicting "dry thunderstorms" and stating that wildfires can occur because of these storm systems/conditions. while it is not winter here in the US this retrograde, the second retrograde will be near enough to the season: expect an extreme and EARLY winter. capricorn symbolizes cold, ice, and snow. the extreme of that being a blizzard, of course. this past winter in buffalo, new york we saw how bad it can get. where i live (almost three hours from buffalo) we had no solid snowfall... i don't think i will say the same in 2024 - the movie the day after tomorrow comes to mind.

repression of freethinkers

pluto retrograde can make people less likely to "fight against the patriarchy". we might see those who were fighting back being prosecuted or jailed (incarceration is pluto ruled). while aquarius welcomed change, shifting backwards into traditionally-minded capricorn can cause this silencing.

real-estate crisis

real-estate is starting to straighten out but i want to point out that when pluto initially entered capricorn in 2008, there was a huge scandal surrounding the housing market. the subprime mortgage crisis caused a recession to occur because the market crash and lenders couldn't return on their loans. we might see similar problems again. right now lots of homes are overpriced and if certain lenders are using the money on loan and we crash again we can see another market crash.

recession or depression

speaking of market crash... it's the roaring 20s. i don't think it is a coincidence that the Great Depression was in the 1920s, while the Great Recession was when pluto initially entered capricorn in 2008. could there be a Great Depression part two? MAYBE. considering pluto in retrograde typically indicates trouble with power dynamics and capricorn can represent business and the economy.

the death of politics and/or the church

2024 the year of the election - it's early to be talking about it for some of us, i know, BUT the campaigns are beginning. i want us to be aware that going between tradition capricorn and utopian aquarius during this time may cause some chaos... we have biden and trump again on the trial... two recent POTUSs... there are a lot of extreme people who are not happy with either of their times in office. i want to just put out there that JFK was just passing through texas on a friendly visit when his assassination occurred. pluto represents assassinations, so it might be in the stars during the retrograde seasons (hopefully not though). i feel like it will be someone close to the presidents if so because capricorn can be a "watchman" while pluto can be betrayal. since capricorn is the church, we could see the death of a pope or higher church official that causes havoc as well. alternatively, we could see people saying (towards the end of the second retrograde) / questioning why we even need a president.

capricorn terms i can't think of change in but seem important to note / keep in mind: colds (COVID being labelled the common cold while it is mutating?), hair, hysteria (another outbreak? panic early in a presidency?), limitations (lockdowns? maybe for COVID or the air conditions because of wildfires?), minerals (running out of them), mining industry (the end of this industry all together and switching to renewable resources by the end of this cap pluto era), old age (the boomers are dying off? or are we going to make a discovery of some sort about aging or age related diseases), orderliness, responsibility, tile, afghanistan, greece, lithuania, mexico, and tombs (are we going to say goodbye to cemeteries?).

plutonian terms i can't think of change in but seem important to note / keep in mind: aliases, alibis (governmental riffing similar to how no plan was in place when for COVID-19), cemeteries (removal of that method if too many are dying at any giving time - mass graves?), convicts (prison release due to overcrowding? the mega-prison of el salvador?), corruption (governmental likely?), earthquakes (more environmental issues on top of the wildfires?), liars, massacres (the rise of crime?), murder, nihilism (the rise of philosophy at the time of war?), ransom (war?), satire (rise of political satire?), stolen goods, and taxes (trump-esque no? likely to be brought up during the presidential campaign).

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[theoryfan205]

Hidden surprise in the caverns

About 724 words, my entry for dqb2ber! I was gonna draw something but the words came to me like magic, so you get a fic!

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"can I open my eyes yet?"

Acorn asked curiously, quite eager to see where they were going, she and malroth had decided to visit khrumbul dun again to check up on all their friends, though suddenly malroth had covered her eyes and declared he was taking her somewhere and she wasn't allowed to peek.

"That's the tenth time you've asked that! No, we're not there yet, but we should be close, so get ready!"

Perhaps she was being a bit impatient, but can you blame her? They were walking around the mines of khrumbul dun for about 30 minutes now, and malroth seemed so excited to take her somewhere, she couldn't help but get her hopes up and imagine all the possibilities, did he find another temple full of puzzles and treasure? Or perhaps a hidden cave that revealed more old mineshafts? Oh! What if they found a hidden underground civilization, full of people who got lost down here and started a society?!

She was getting excited thinking at all the possibilities, what kind of builds would a cavern society have she wonders, perhaps buildings made inside of the walls? She tried that once, it didn't go as planned and malroth helped her take it down, that was a fun memory, maybe she could learn how to do it this time!

Her thoughts were interrupted as malroth stopped walking and pulled her to a stop, stopping her from going any further, curiously she tilted her head up towards where she presumed he was, even if she couldn't see she still tried to anyway without peeking, he let out a hearty laugh and patted at her back, she could hear the smile in his voice.

"Okay! We're finally here, so you can stop asking and take a look!"

Excitedly, she peeked out to see where he took them, and that's when she saw...

Crystals. it was a wide massive cavern, like a giant bubble, and there were crystals all over the walls, full of every shade she could imagine, red, blue, green, she could see yellows and oranges, pinks and purples, her mouth went agape as she saw it all, every crystal twinkling with beauty, it was... amazing!

"Malroth! Look at this! Look at all these gems! Imagine what I could build with this! Oh how'd you find this place? How'd you find the time?"

Malroth was interrupted from watching his builder's amazed expression while she gazed at the sights, his own expression breaking as she turned suddenly to ask him the question, that's his builder, always excited for new ways to build, he confidently crossed his arms and stood straight, puffing his chest out like a particularly happy bird as he answered.

"Well, I might have had a little help, Babs actually sent a letter a few weeks ago saying how digby discovered this place while looking for more ore veins, they didn't have much use for gems so... we figured you'd like it and use it more then they could, of course, I knew that you'd be able to make anything you wanted with this so obviously it was my idea"

She giggled at that, her face twisting into her trademark dopey smile, within a few seconds she had thrown herself at him, hugging him tightly and quietly murmuring "thank you" over and over again, he knows she's really excited, he knows his builders habits and quirks like the back of his hand.

It doesn't take long for acorn to quickly let go, he won't admit that he felt a bit disappointed at that, she quickly turns around and jumps down more into the cavern, hammer out at the ready with her dopey smile on her face.

"C'mon malroth! You gotta help me gather some of these up- is that a white one?!"

Even her shouts out to him sound a bit quiet, the echoey nature of the cavern helps the noise reach his ears, with a hefty chuckle he drops down two, quickly running up to catch up to his excited builder, who's already excitedly smashing a few chunks of crystal to gather it's ore, the way the light reflecting from the crystals gathers on her face as she smashes them... malroth can confidently tell Babs later that he's found a sight that's far prettier then a bunch of multicoloured rocks.

[ursifors]

more outlaw shit because i can't stop thinking about this au

so one of my fahc headcanons is that rimmy has a pet python named gummy banana so i'm transferring that to this au as well. since they all live in an abandoned mineshaft she usually is just hanging out coiled wherever its warmest, or sitting outside sunning.

everyone but matt and joe has their own horse. matt and joe dont have horses because for some reason animals hate them.

i'm imagining their hideout to be very much like slim's secret hideout from home on the range.

trevor knew matt and jeremy before starting his life of crime. jeremy was already an established outlaw that trevor had had run ins with when he was still a regular cowpoke, and matt was a friend from town who was always kind of bookish and smart but funny.

alfredo and trevor constantly get confused for each other by lawmen. this is sometimes really helpful, and sometimes a detriment to plans.

rimmy tim is just jeremy's like, outlaw name. not many people actually know he's named jeremy outside of the crew.

jeremy is selectively mute! he uses sign language to speak and everyone in the crew can understand him just fine! though the newbies sometimes misinterpret what he's saying which causes for some funny situations i'm sure.

jeremy comes from a troubled past that only matt (his closest friend) and trevor (his leader) know. i think its fun to make rimmy tim like, really mysterious and dangerous but silly and weird at the same time.

clay made a joke to me that alfredo gets branded on his ass when he eventually gets caught and i decided to make it canon bc its funny. he moons a sheriff one day and the guy keeps a grudge about it for months until they finally catch him and brand him on the ass cheek for revenge.

[travelingreportersam]

Sam held up his hands, a peace offering that he planned to keep his word. Reporter's pride and all. He couldn't help noticing the shared smiles the two rangers exchanged, briefly wondering if they were fucking with him. But, he was a big boy, he could handle whatever they threw his way.

Well, stupid was rather subjective, but Sam knew how to weasel his way out of any bureaucratic obligations if it came to it. "I'm highly experienced and have been in very dangerous parts of the world. I can handle myself and know how to stay out of trouble. And yeah I have a few specific things: do the maps indicate any mouth caves and/or solutional cave systems? Have any of your rangers recently checked out these caves? I'll admit I'm a bit...ignorant of what all you guys do on duty, but I imagine you're usually pretty busy." Minus the guy that apparently does nothing but chain smoke all day, he added to himself.

"A couple days ago a colleague and I climbed into the giant crevice in town - with official climbing gear," he added, not wanting Clara to already suspect him of 'doing anything stupid.' "It goes down pretty deep. I'm wondering if there's any connecting tunnels from the caves in the area to this magic doomsday void. I'm also considering the old mineshafts as a possibility, but, one thing at a time, right?"

"I would prefer to keep this off the record, yes," Clara confirmed in a tone that brokered no argument, keeping both her posture and expression professional but commanding as she continued eyeing the man in front of her. Her demeanour only faltered slightly when she glanced at James, a smile tugging at her lips when she noticed that he, too, was staring at Sam in much the same way. There really were two peas in a pod.

She nodded in response to his question. "We do, and I am willing to show them to you and answer your questions, providing that you're able to reassure me that you won't do anything stupid with the information you learn," she said, before gently nodding in the direction of her own desk. "Follow me. Anything in particular you're hoping to learn?"

[aressss1]

Home

(Technoblade x Reader)

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You are on a journey. But what if your journey goes differently from what you planned? You wanted loot but you found yourself a mate for life... Oops.

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Sweat dripped down your face, as you trudged through the nether. How any living being could live here was beyond you.  Your boots tore through the netherack, as you traveled. The heat was becoming unbearable, and the water in your canteen dried up as soon as you entered this place. As much as you hated the nether… It was a necessity to travel through, to get to the ever-elusive woodland mansion.

 You had only ever heard of the mansion, through random whispers, so you decided to buy a map from one of the villagers. Though… Traveling through the nether was difficult for you, and you were starting to run out of obsidian. Making portals to the overworld, only to find that you weren’t even close to your destination.

 Sighing, you place down your nether portal, lighting it. You took a peek at the hellish scenery behind you, and you step through, vowing that the first water source you saw would be dry after you got a hold on it. When you opened your eyes, you felt relief at the cool breeze on your skin. You stepped out of the portal, your eyes landing on a lake just a few feet ahead of you. Needless to say, you drank as much water as you could without getting sick, before you went on your merry way through the birch forest you found yourself in. You walked hours, not really wanting to go back into the nether but at this point… The map in your hand still didn’t make sense to you. You followed that magic icon on your map, but it never seemed to budge.

Sighing, you take out your obsidian once more, recreating the portal and lighting it. When you stepped into the portal you walked into the blue forest on the other side. You cursed at your surroundings, while the forests were very pretty… They just slowed you down with how dense some of them were. Enemies could use it to their advantage too. You tightened your bag around your shoulder and walked forward, boots digging into the warped nylium.

 You were cautious, hand twitching for your bow and arrow, at any and all sounds around you. Cutting the warped wart in your path you found yourself in a small clearing. It made you hesitate, but you didn’t see anything to be worried about, so your shrugged and kept moving. Making your way to the other side of the clearing you pulled your sword out to cut at the wart in your path. Well… You didn’t get far. The sound of a crossbow string being pulled back, hit your ears and you whirled around.

 Another… Human…? No… Not a human. But something in between that of a piglin and a human. Tangled long pink hair spilled down his shoulders, a golden crown adorned the top of his head. A tattered red piece of fabric pooled to the ground. He wore the garb of a piglin brute, and you could see the golden axe hang at his back. His golden eyes pierced through you, daring you to make any type of movement. You didn’t hesitate, you pulled your bow forth notching your arrow, and pulling back the string.

 It was only a few seconds, but it felt like a lifetime. The two of you stared each other down, through your weapons. Hearts pounding, you felt your shoulders rise and fall, your hand shook where he was calm. He finally spoke, and you didn’t understand him.

 Unbeknownst to you, the thing that caught his eye… Was the golden ring on your index finger, glinting at him. ‘Friend?’ He thought lowering his crossbow, you didn’t do the same. He could see you were scared, and he approached you slowly. Even if you yelled things at him that he couldn’t understand. He didn’t care, a measly arrow wouldn’t hurt him, not after all the fights with the other brutes he’d had to become their ruler. Hell, he didn’t even think you could hit him with how bad you were shaking.

 He reached out, pushing your bow down, as a way to show he was peaceful. You backed up into one of the trees, as your bow and arrow slipped from your hands. He knew you weren’t of his kind. But to submit so freely? He felt pity for you. You tried pushing away from him when he got too close, but he caught your hand with the ring on it. He fiddled with the tiny ring, almost enthralled with it. You felt his calloused hand cover yours and you could feel the heat rise up to your cheeks.

 “D-do you want it?” You said it to get him away from you, to appease him. “You can have i-it.” You grabbed the ring off your finger and held it out for him. “Here…” He looked back and forth between you and the ring, before he spoke again… He sounded as if he said, ‘For me?’, which caused you to nod your head at him…

 “Mate…”  It was really unfortunate that you couldn’t understand netherspeak… Because as soon as he fit the tiny ring on his pinky finger… It was sealed. The two of you were bound together forever… at least in the piglin world, and piglin’s never left their other half. After he was done studying the ring on his pinky, he got down on one knee, grabbing your hand pressing his lips to the back of your hand. You let out a squeak turning a shade darker before you bowed your head saying your goodbyes to him.

 What you didn’t think would happen was… that he would start following you… Wherever you went… You let out a sigh for the umpteenth time. He followed you like a puppy, but you couldn’t keep him. You had no idea what he said to you, he kept calling you something, it was a word you couldn’t pronounce yourself. To him you were his mate, and he would follow you anywhere.

 You found yourself panting before too long, the heat was starting to get to you again. You had to sit for a minute, and he sat with you, watching you pant, and rub the sweat from your face. You tried to fan yourself as your eyes finally settled on him. He seemed concerned for you, speaking his own language. Calling you his wife once more.

 “Why do you keep calling me that? What does it mean?” You said it more to yourself than to him, you sighed, “You can call me by my name…” You went through the motions with him teaching your name. He seemed to catch on quickly. He tried doing the same with you.

 “Technoblade?” You knew you were butchering it, but that’s what his name sounded like in Netherspeak to you. You just couldn’t get his name right. You opted to just keep calling him Techno. He seemed to have an easier time understanding you, learning from you. You pulled out a book from your bag, teaching him how to read your language, it was an old mythology book you had looted from a mineshaft a while back. It was a good thing to have if you were bored. You watched in awe as he seemed to grasp everything you were teaching him. He turned to a random page in the book.

 “”Persephone has eaten the fruit of the Underworld,” Hades said coolly, “she must return and rule it with me.”” You marveled at him, while he made some mistakes, that you helped him with, in reading, he really was a natural. When he didn’t know a word he asked you, to help, and he would relish in how close you got to him when you needed to lean over and read the word in the book.

 “Here Techno, you can keep this.” You said it slowly, “You can remember me every time you read from it.” He held the book close to his heart.

 “…” He watched you get up and dust yourself off. You waved your hand at him, and that caused him to get up himself, and follow you. You put your hand on his chest.

 “You have to stay Techno…” You tried reassuring him, he grabbed your hand at his chest his grip tightening on you. “I have to keep going.”

 “Stay.” His deep voice rumbled out, and his eyes pleaded with you. You weren’t sure you liked hearing him reply back in your own language… It made things harder now.

 “I can’t…” You whispered pulling your hand from his. You couldn’t bear this anymore. You made another portal on the spot; your lack of obsidian be damned, and you lit the portal. Techno growled throwing himself in between you and the portal, his golden axe at the ready. Was he… Protecting you from the portal? A few awkward seconds passed, and nothing happened, and you walked around him putting a hand on the portal. “Techno… This is my way home.”

 “Home?” You nodded explaining it to him. It took a few tries until he got it. “Home.” His hand landed on your shoulder. You shook your head, still not getting the fact that he had claimed you as his mate.

 “Your home is here Techno. I am not your home.” You stepped into the portal, and you gave him a pitiful look as he reached toward you. Hoping he wouldn’t follow, you disappeared through the portal in front of him. He panicked looking everywhere for you. His mate had suddenly vanished, and he hesitantly touched the purple substance in the portal, his hand going through. He stepped forward as you had. It was a rush, emotions hitting him all at once he fell into the overworld, his arms hitting the ground. Nausea hit him all at once, and he looked around at the foreign world before him, the world spun around him.

 “Oh gods… Techno.” He felt relief at your voice. You worried for him, usually when piglins left the nether, they zombified… You put your hand on his back, as you kneeled next to him. You didn’t want him to turn in to a zombie…

 Techno was fighting to keep consciousness; bile rose to the back of his throat and his mind started filling with voices. They were so loud… Why were they so loud? They spoke to him in netherspeak. Were these the voices of piglins who had already met their fate? Did you hear these voices too? His body burned in the sunlight, not to an extreme extent but it felt hotter than all those years in the nether. He could pick your voice out through the voices filling up his mind. His head hurt and he finally collapsed on the ground. You really didn’t know what to do. He reached for you.

 “Mate…” He weakly sputtered out reaching for your hand. You stood from him, as he passed out, disbelief lining your features. What did he say to you? You stepped away from him, turning from him. You didn’t make it five steps before you stopped to look back at him… You couldn’t just leave him there… You didn’t have the heart to.

 So… You pulled him to a shady area, and you watched over him. Relief flooded over you as you felt his pulse. He was well past the time of becoming zombified, at least for a normal piglin, could hybrids zombify? You had no idea. You just sat with him for hours, until he woke up.

 When his eyes cracked open you gave out a sigh of relief. He pulled you to him wrapping you in his arms as he warily looked around the two of you. It had gotten dark, so you set up camp for the night, building a fire for the both of you. You were in the middle of cooking baked potatoes for the two of you.

 “Home?” He asked, his chin resting on your head. You hesitated… Remembering how he had called you home earlier. Now you knew what he meant.

 “Not exactly.” You pushed yourself off of him, your eyes looking anywhere but him. “I’m far away from my home.” He seemed to process your words… He could understand you better, but only because a voice in the back of his mind translated your words to him…

 He just sat and watched you for a while, as you poked at the potatoes on the fire. He was curious, the food smelled delicious to him. It was then when you held out a potato for him to take, did he get to taste the cooked vegetable, let’s just say… He loved it. The expression on his face made you chuckle, and you offered yours up to him, after you put more potatoes on the fire. He wasn’t done with his own potato.

 “Take mine.” You offered to him. “I’ve got more coming.”

 “Eat.” His voice got serious. “Mate, eats first.”

 “Techno…” You sigh, “Why are you calling me your mate?” You looked in his golden eyes that softened every time they looked at you.

 “Gold,” He held his pinky finger up in the air showing the ring you had given to him. “Rit-ual,” He looked as if he was listening to someone, and they were telling him what to say. You were stunned at his words… Because you gave him gold… You were now his mate… The thought made your head spin.

 “Okay…” You didn’t know what to do at this point. Maybe you should have just left him? Maybe you wouldn’t be in this predicament. “If I hadn’t given you that ring, would you have killed me?” He looked away in thought.

 “Yes.” The thought of it made your heart sink. “I will pr-otect you always.” You couldn’t help the flutter in your chest… He had already gone this far for you… Leaving the nether was a huge risk and he was lucky he was hybrid, or he would have been a zombie.

 “What happens when a piglin loses their mate?” You asked. “Like if they die?” It took Techno a second to respond.

 “We join them.” He said it so casually, you bit your lip. “Nothing will happen.” His words brought a smile to your face.

 “Technoblade never dies eh?” You joked with him, and he nods.

 “Technoblade never dies.” He loved your name for him, and he would cherish it forever.

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 Technoblade didn’t know what he was doing wrong. He wanted so badly to give you the affection you deserved, but you shut him down almost immediately. He gave you the things you wanted, pretty ‘flowers’ as you called them. He made sure you were taken care of. He studied your reactions, and while you were resistant to his affections… He knew that he had an affect on you. He could read it on your face, or even smell when he aroused you. But you were still resisting him. He hated it.

 He continued trying to please you, and you were too wrapped up in the mansion to notice. It wasn’t like you ignored him, quite the opposite really… You just didn’t want to reciprocate feelings, at least not yet. But you loved teaching him what things were, teaching him how to speak properly. He listened to every word you taught him. You loved brushing through his pink tresses as well.

 The voices were immensely helpful at times, even if they were annoying. Telling him what to say and reminding him what things were when he couldn’t remember. But… They started calling for blood. They were aggressive… And he took his aggressions out when he hunted for meat, which helped, but his bloodlust always came back. He feared they would turn on you next.

 He followed you blindly, days turned into weeks and the end of your journey came. The two of you stood in front of the mansion. After all that time… You were now standing in front of the mansion. You were going to burn it to the ground after you were done. The two of you went through that mansion, killing enemies left and right. Well… Mostly Technoblade. You sat there on the top floor of the mansion as you watched him go ham.

 He was the most graceful fighter you had ever seen. He had grown on you, and you found yourself thinking about him more and more. You wanted to be with him, and in that moment, everything clicked for you. Taking down that mansion went quickly. You had gotten a few totems and you realized that… You didn’t even want the loot anymore. You wanted Techno. When the two of you searched the place through and through you lit it all on fire. The two of you stayed to watch it burn.

 “What do we do next?” Techno asked his golden eyes flicking to you.

 “We go home.”

 “Home?”

 “Yup.” You turned toward him, a blush spreading on your cheeks. “You’re my home now Techno.” You hoped to get loot from this trip, but as it turns out, that wasn’t the important part of this whole journey. You wrapped your arms around the back of his neck, stepping on your tip toes to boost yourself up. You pressed your lips to his, eyes fluttering closed as you felt his arms wrap around your waist to pull you flush up against him.

 This world was foreign to Techno, but kissing you felt like the most natural thing to him. You were his, and he was yours. No matter where you went, he would follow. He loved you, loved how you taught him things, loved how you brushed through his hair every morning. You set him free. Free from the fiery gates of hell as you put it.

 He wanted to explore this world with you. Even as you pulled back from him, he savored in the fact that you never pulled away from him. Not even as the two of you found yourself wrapped in each other’s arms for the night. It felt right. This world was where he was supposed to be because you were here. He was home.

[votederpycausemufins]

I'm so close to being done with college, but it was still rough which is why it's been months since I've posted any writing stuff. more writing should happen sooner than that though with break coming up.

Anyway, enjoy another chapter of the scattered au fic

Coming back from visiting H- J- …the experiment. The two main Watchers were too busy discussing the new information they had learned to notice the mess that was the meeting room. At least not until one of them had their robe grabbed and yanked forward. “Zemunis! Just the Watcher I wanted to see! I have some complaints!”

“Xelqua, what are you doing?”

“I just said. I have some complaints! And just for you. Yuslep was in charge of building and world planning. You were the one setting it all up and that’s what I have complaints about!”

Zem looked over to the other Watchers. The three of them looked exhausted and oddly enough, covered in stray bits of hay for some reason. They would have looked more, but then they were shoved into a chair and papers were spread out in front of them. “Alright, explain.”

Zem tilted their head before looking over the papers. It was a few lists of plans, but specifically on top were a few of the files they specifically wrote up for each of the subjects. “About these? We wanted a thorough look at each of the players being included to see which biome would fit them best, mob beings and affected alike.”

Everyone jumped as Xelqua slammed his hands on the table. “That’s not what I’m talking about. Look them over again!”

Rolling their eyes, Zem looked down again. At first nothing jumped out, but then they realized there were some pairs layed out. “You pulled out the files of False and Stress… as well as xB and Iskall.”

“That I did. I also pulled the files for Bdoubleo100 and Welsknight because of the special circumstances you put them in.” Then some more files were put down that, based on the markers put on them, were not part of the Scattered Experiment. “You have too much overlap! And you’re prioritizing the stuff people sort of know about over what they don’t. You shoved Cubfan135 into a mineshaft nowhere near any cactus or tumbleweeds, and he doesn’t even need to deal with vultures. I’d allow xBcrafted in the desert as well if you put him close to an oasis or something. Plus we just finished up with the swamp and are working on the birch forests. Not to mention no one is in the savanna. It’s like you didn’t even think this through!”

“Alright, calm down.” Yuslep carefully moved towards Xelqua, who just glared at them. “Or maybe not.”

“We’re still very close to the start. And a few changes so early can’t be that harmful, can they?”

Zem sighed, looking over to Yus briefly before standing from their chair. “To be honest, we just finished discussion with someone else.” Even though Xelqua narrowed his eyes, Zemunis continued. “We were already planning to alter a few things, so if you can prepare what is needed for your new alterations by the time we are ready for our own, then by all means, go ahead. And that means before the next nutshell or whatever they’re calling it now.”

Immediately Xelqua brightened and then gathered up all the files, rushing out of the room and leaving a stray feather or two behind. With him gone, Zem and Yus were able to look at the other Watchers. “So. What happened while we were gone?”

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Etho wasn’t entirely convinced he had opened his eyes. After discussing more with Pearl, she started having a bad headache, leaving him on his own. With little else to do, Etho broke some fully grown amethyst crystals and used them to chip away at the geode. He managed to create a hole leading into the cave, but forgot about the monsters that would be on the other side. Before dying, he quickly gathered a few more crystals to block up the hole, but in an obvious enough way Pearl would notice it later, then died to the mobs.

Respawning had left him in a different cave, at least based on how the walls felt, it was probably a cave. There was no light for him to tell, except for maybe a few far off dots of what might have been glow lichen. And even with them, they sometimes seemed to disappear, likely due to something else getting in the way.

Etho was walking carefully, never sure if he was about to walk off a cliff or something. He was listening carefully, expecting to hear a monster or even another hermit, but instead it was quiet. Far too quiet with how dark the place was. But it only took a few more steps for Etho to figure out why.

There weren’t a lot of spongy things in caves. Moss in the lush caves maybe, but then it should be lit up by glowberries. Nothing else really should have been around that would result in the same feeling, but moobloom also weren’t really supposed to be around either. Getting ready to move as quickly as he could, Etho snapped his fingers, watching as a moment or two later, the cave was lit up slightly by a sculk.

Moving away and pulling out his comm, Etho went through the messages again. Xisuma had been killed by the warden plenty, but had no deaths recently. Whether that was because he escaped, or something else, Etho didn’t know. But what he did know was that the Warden was nearby due to the heavy footsteps coming his direction, likely due to his snap.

Though he could sneak around and dodge a few times if it came to it, Etho knew that the Warden didn’t just hunt based on sound, but smell as well, so there was no way he was getting away from this thing alive. So that meant he was on a timer to try and find Xisuma.

Based on the lack of death messages, there was a low chance that Xisuma would be in the area. And the longer since the last death, the further he was likely to be. If Etho had a consistent spawn, he might have been able to find the admin, but instead he had one chance. 

Etho moved as far as he dared from the Warden before worrying it would catch his scent and booked it. He heard the sound of a shrieker before yelling out into the caves, hoping for the best. “Xisuma! If you can hear me, I’m helping the hermits as best I can. I’m cycling through spawns and-“

Before Etho could finish his message, he found his foot caught, leading to him falling over from the sudden forced stop. Then moments later, the Warden caught up, killing him in a single hit. Even after respawning, he was still reeling from the strength of the blow. It wasn’t until some nearby bleating reached his ears that Etho thought to actually look where he respawned. 

Compared to the rest of his respawns, this one was… different. Each of his spawns had always been in some natural generation. The closest change to that had been the odd monuments at each spawn and the bed Grian had gotten ahold of or possibly the woodland mansion since it seemed to have an alteration or two. But this was… a lot different. All the goats on the cliff where he spawned were all stuck in fences, and there were a few torches scattered about, two of them specifically on either side of the start of some stairs leading down. 

Etho carefully descended the stairs, wanting to make sure he didn’t die on the way and get sent who knows where. About halfway down, he noticed a small house set up. It wasn’t really a hermit sized starter base, but this wasn’t the most normal of seasons. And even then, there were a few hermits who would create something like this to start. 

Etho ran through the options. He was focused so much on the build to try and narrow the options down, not wanting a repeat of what happened with Ren if he surprised the hermit inside. But a quick look at the old death messages answered Etho, Doc was the only one knowingly having interacted with the mobs.

Having a creeper explode him was not really on Etho’s list of things he would want to happen, so instead of just walking in, he took his time to knock first, waiting to see if the door would be opened for him. After waiting a few moments, it did indeed open, but instead of Doc, Etho was surprised to see Grum on the other side.

Before Etho could say anything, the bot grabbed his hand, leading him inside. “I’m glad we got the stairs finished up! I was sure you’d end up at Doc’s spawn soon enough. Oh by the way, Doc’s out mining. I’ve been busy farming and chopping wood.”

Etho stayed quiet. He didn’t recall seeing a farm outside, nor any nearby trees nor their foliage decaying. It also didn’t immediately seem to be that there were farms inside, but once Grum started dragging him around to show off the place, there were a pair of farms for crops and trees made in the basement. So at least that was one question answered, but now Etho had a new question in the form of why there were so many torches around. Even if things hadn’t been changed with the way monsters could appear, this was still overkill.

Etho didn’t say anything right away, not wanting to interrupt Grum as he rambled on about what had been happening. Apparently he had only recently paired up with Doc and they had quickly built the starter house as a dirt hut, but had been building it up a bit where there was daylight.

“Any reason why you can’t work in the night? I mean, your respawns are pretty close by.” Etho asked, not knowing why Grum had a bad reaction to the question right away. But the answer to both questions was answered somewhat when Grum took Etho over to one bed in the room. When he first entered, the ninja assumed the Jrum was simply sleeping. But now that he was closer, he could tell that wasn’t the case.

“What happened to them?” Etho asked, looking the robot over. They were made of redstone, so if it were a problem there, he had a chance of fixing it. Unfortunately it didn’t seem to be the case, especially with Grum’s answer.

“He didn’t respawn right. Dad… disappeared, and our previous respawns were only okay because he was around. After we saw that there was a way to send messages in chat, we-“

Etho stopped the bot there. “Wait? The chat is working again?”

Grum shook his head. “No. It’s not. We just used what’s there. Death messages show up, but remember renamed items will have their name shown if they were used to kill someone. A different person that managed to get in here named Geminitay figured it out kinda. Then Jrum and I kinda cheated a renamed snowball… Though maybe that’s what caused it. Either way, respawns might not work for me so I’m stuck inside.”

“Okay. Wait but what about Doc?” Etho asked, now wondering why he wasn’t around, especially if the situation wasn’t the best.

“He’s out mining. We’re getting iron and stone and stuff for a more accurate messaging system. I’m sure not many people are looking at chat since it’s not working, but Impulse is out of his death loop so people will probably notice when it seems like there’s a new one.”

“Good thinking.” Etho complimented the bot, patting their head. “Now can you give me an update on what you’ve noticed going on?”

Grum nodded then actually grabbed a book out of his inventory. “Doc let me use our leather for this because he thought it was easier than fighting with chat every time if I’m busy or something.”

“Right, since you’re sort of just… linked with the chat.”

Grum nodded in agreement before opening up the book. “It still helps to have the stuff not there written up for me too. So like theories or interactions. Like meeting with you is in here. Oh, can I hear some stuff about what you’re doing to add to here? I mean, after I tell you what we’ve been doing, and only if you’re okay with it.”

“Yeah, knowing more means we’re more likely to help everyone out. Including your sibling.”

“Thanks.” Grum smiled, then flipped through the book. “Okay, so right after dad kinda… killed you, we shoved him off the mountain and he went back into bird mode. We had some issues where he didn’t want us in his nest, but we sort of forced our way in there so our joints didn’t freeze.” Then Grum turned the page. “Uh, to sum this part up, that thing that dad kinda killed you over? Well based on what Doc said, one showed up at his spawn the same time the one on the mountain changed for us.”

“Well I know I saw a few at other spawns, so it must mark them.”

Grum quickly scribbled in a note about that, thanking Etho for the information before continuing. “Well the thing changed with a message in a different text, but it said ‘step one, all twenty-eight reach the origin’. But one thing was that it sorta looked like it was going between twenty six and twenty eight. And I know that Jrum and I are here, but it doesn’t list us as being present on the server. Plus there’s the other two, Geminitay and Pearlescentmoon.”

“Yeah, I met Pearl. She’s stuck in a geode. The name isn’t familiar to you?”

Grum tilted his head. “No. Should it be?”

Etho just shrugged. “Apparently she’s an old friend of your dad. But I know he decided to bring you along pretty late and… well all of this happened, so makes sense you might not know.”

“If that’s the case, then someone here might know the other person.”

“I’ll see if I can get the chance to ask around. Not everyone stuck to their spawns and I don’t really know which direction they went in.”

“Yeah, that does kinda make it hard to ask them, huh.”

Before anything else could be said by either one of the pair, both of them looked over to the sound of the door opening, Doc returning from his mining trip. “Well then. Looksss like we have a guessst.”

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A lot of thoughts were going through their head after Bdubs left. They considered that Bdubs might not come back unless he died. They considered that Bdubs would tell Scar about the ‘strange person’ that was also at his spawn and Scar would manage to recognize them instead. They worried that even if both of them wanted to come back, they wouldn’t find this place.

Evil Xisuma knew they were only here because they were planning to mess with the hermits themself. A number of them had already packed up, prepping for moving to the next season. Because of that, they were more off guard and vulnerable. Some of those included Iskall, Jevin, Cleo, Ren, and worst of all, Scar. And now Scar essentially held Ex’s life in his hands.

With nothing else to really do but wait, Ex pulled out their comm and read through the messages. Most of them were deaths of course, though there were a few more achievements than before. But they didn’t really care about those. Then they remembered that, duh, they could filter the wall of text, so in a few swipes and taps, the whole thing was condensed down to the death list of just one hermit. “Fall, fall, dragon, magic, dragon, dragon, out of world, dragon, explosion, fall, dragon, fall, enderman, fall, fall, fall, dragon, magic…” the list continued, but by the end, Ex sighed. It looked… okay. What might be there wasn't. At least not yet. There was still time of course, but there being more time could end up being just as bad. If things didn’t change for the better, they would start changing for the worse.

“So you’re Xannes?” A voice asked, making Ex jump, both from the suddenness as well as the unfamiliarity with the name. Either way, the jump caused them to slip off of the gateway thing and start falling into the void. They panicked more from that, watching as Scar didn’t immediately go after them, as well as knowing if the void killed them, their brother would know they were here. Everyone would. And Scar and Bdubs would know who ‘Xannes’ actually was.

Not wanting that to happen, Xannes started wrestling with the borrowed armor, hoping maybe, just maybe, if they could do it before reaching the void’s death point-.

Just as suddenly as Scar’s voice had appeared, Scar himself had grabbed onto Ex’s arm and pulled them up, the hacker nearly falling from the hermit's grip from the whiplash of the momentum change. But he held on, slowly helping them through the end sky.

“Hey, sorry about that. I didn’t realize I would scare you that bad. Took me a bit to find where you were.”

“Uh, thanks.” EX said nervously, worried speaking would be what got them recognized and then dropped into the void, but when Scar gave no reaction, they sighed in relief.

“No problem. Now before you get confused, we’re heading over to an end city I saw from where I was stuck. I figured I can fly fine, but you and Bdubs can’t. And he doesn’t want elytra at all.”

Evil scoffed, “Oh really? I think it would be important for him. Using one of those means if he does end up falling into the void again, he can use it to glide back to land and us on the loop without the worry of fall damage.”

Scar listened, then almost immediately agreed as Ex thought it over. Their bullshit had actually made sense, and they didn’t have to explain that they actually hate wearing elytra with a passion. And by the time Scar suggested also looking for a second elytra, Evil recalled the loot tables of the end cities from their brother’s various tests and the fact that so many of them had iron or diamond tools. If any of those were pickaxes, well now they could collect blocks and cross the large gaps between the islands. 

From the various excuses, Scar ended up asking if Xannes was just as scared of flying as Bdubs was right now, and though that wasn’t the case and Ex wanted to refute the claim, if it meant they weren’t forced to wear an elytra, they weren’t going to actively complain. Well, they would complain in their head at the very least.

The End City wasn’t too bad. Well, it was pretty bad from having no gear, but EX still had a knife from Bdubs and Scar could fly. Scar carried Ex up close to the ship before letting the helsmit drop to the deck. Evil stabbed the shulker sitting at the stern before rushing down below deck, swiping the brewing stand and potions on the way. Making quick work of the shulker down there, they grabbed the elytra and opened up the chests and pulled out loot. They threw on some diamond leggings with protection and curse of binding, but taking off armor wasn’t too much of a concern.

Though not everything was important, seriously, when would beetroot seeds be useful with no dirt around, EX and Scar grabbed everything they could from the ships and city chests. To keep from dying and being found out, EX downed one of the health potions, but by the end they had a shulker box for each one of them. Plus, just like they had expected, there were a few pickaxes in the chests, meaning the group didn’t need to rely on flight to reach the center island.

Meeting back up with Bdubs, Scar and EX gave him some loot as well as the wings. He initially rejected them before EX gave their reasoning, leaving him to at least put the elytra in his inventory for now and a regular chestplate on otherwise. Following that, all three of them took out pickaxes and started mining, gathering blocks to start bridges towards the main island, towards the dragon and TFC, only Evil the one worried about how many dragons they might have to deal with when the time came.

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Wels couldn’t help but side eye his evil counterpoint once or twice. They had created a path to a delta to work on gathering stone, but while he was doing just that, Helsknight was merely standing nearby, watching Wels’ progress. “Are you planning to help at all?”

“Oh trust me. I’m helping.” Hels replied, changing from just standing around to leaning against a wall of basalt. “Between the two of us, you’re in a more… how do I put it? Fragile state. You’ve become a hybrid, which could cause issues since we don’t know how far that’s going to go, what exactly is causing it, and if it’s affecting your mind. Plus you’ve barely gotten a chance to work in the nether with how you keep dying.”

“Alright, well you could still do more than standing around and watching me.”

“I’m not just watching you. I’m not sure if you really took the time to notice, but we don’t have a respawn anchor yet. That base we’re living in is my spawn point, so I don’t have to worry about that. You, on the other hand, are stuck in the middle of that forest. So sure I’m watching you, but I’m also watching to make sure no stray piglins or hoglins or anything else wanders in here and tries killing you. And if they do, then I attack to chip them down if not completely kill them, giving you time to block yourself up until I get back.”

“So you’re babysitting me?” Wels asked with a bit of a huff, getting a little more annoyed as Hels nodded.

“Pretty much, yeah. Oh calm down, if you stay alive long enough, maybe you’ll prove you don’t need me breathing down your neck.”

“I’ll have you know I’m perfectly capable.”

“After all your deaths? I doubt it. And even then, I want to make sure my ticket home is safe.”

Wels paused at that. “How do you know that I’m really part of the way to get out of this place?”

“Well it seems obvious.” Hels replied with a roll of his eyes. “You look at the list of people here and just about everyone on there is a hermit. I, on the other hand, am absent from the list as well as Evil Xisuma due to some trickery of theirs. There also seem to be two others unlisted due to a death message involving the two of them. I could assume one of them was a nametagged monster, but the names as well as the collective situation implies differently.”

When Hels started talking about the two others, Wels looked through his comm to see what was being referred to. “Oh, Grumbot and Jrumbot. Mumbo and Grian built them last season. I guess they brought those two along here somehow.”

“Either way, they aren’t listed, so as it stands, I will be assuming that you, the hermits, and the two unknown listed names are going to collectively be responsible for whatever escape eventually comes.”

That statement did seem obvious enough that Wels couldn’t argue, instead going back to mining blackstone. That was, until both of their comms started buzzing like crazy. “Is someone stuck in a deathloop again?”

“Hmm, not exactly.” Hels replied, seeming to actually be reading the death messages with how his eyes moved over the screen. Now curious, Wels paused his mining again to pull his own comm out, reading through the messages.

DocM77 was slain by Etho using [You can use renamed weapons for messages] DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Grum&Jrum with me, Grian missing, Jrum broken] DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Etho looping to different people’s spawns] DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Joe&Beef at 0,0 spawn says Etho. Meet there?] DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Looping messages so people will read chat]

And then just as the last message said, the five different deaths looped for a while, up until a new one entered the fray.

VintageBeef was slain by joehillssays using [We are at spawn. Everyone /needs/ to get here] VintageBeef was slain by joehillssays using [Grian missing makes sense with what Joe knows]

MumboJumbo was slain by Vindicator using [Grian’s been with me but isn’t acting right] MumboJumbo was slain by Vindicator using [other note: allied with illagers who know somethin] MumboJumbo was slain by Vindicator using [Grian may also have some information]

DocM77 was slain by Etho using [If you don’t know, beds work for respawn]

Zedaph was slain by Tangotek using [Thanks for the heads up. All hybrids have issues?]

DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Yes for Doc, Etho says Ren probably.]

Zedaph was slain by Tangotek using [And new hybrids? Impy has become guardian hybrid]

VintageBeef was slain by joehillssays using [Joe having issues. Not sure if hybrid related]

DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Grum says likely worsened by respawn.] DocM77 was slain by Etho using [Stopping after this because of it]

MumboJumbo was slain by Vindicator using [Respawn= hybrid>feral, loop4nonhybrid>becomehybrid]

“Well, that explains you then.” Hels spoke up, pulling Wels’ mind from the death messages. “Dying to hoglins over and over is turning you into one of them. Though it was pretty obvious if you thought about it. Think about it more and more deaths will make it even worse.”

“I’m guessing this is your way of pointing out that protecting me is even more of a good idea now.”

“Well you said it, not me.” Hels taunted, leaving Wels to grumble and go back to mining, neither of them noticing one last message.

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The moment he had mentioned the possible upcoming changes, Xelqua watched as Mumbo raced off to work with another axe in the anvil. Sure he could warn the other players, but all of them would still get their spawns reset to make things fair. A death later and Mumbo was back in his respawning room, not even looking to Xelqua as he rushed off towards the library. Probably to try and find some way to stop it.

Well, it would be stopped if Xel didn’t do what the other Watchers required for the update, so he went off in his own direction to start work on that. Away from the respawn room, a training center of sorts had been set up replacing a fighting ring. It was where Mumbo was learning magic and testing some redstone, so it was otherwise unoccupied, leaving plenty of room to test some builds.

Xelqua wasn’t sure how long he had been building, but eventually he was interrupted, the sun having moved a bit and Mumbo having returned with some books under his arm and a few papers in his hand. “Er, Gr- I mean, Xelqua? You mentioned something about an update of sorts to the whole experiment, yes?”

The Watcher nodded. Of course he had. He might have been building for a while, but he was sure he hadn’t been long enough for Mumbo to forget. “Yes, and?”

“Well, I’m hoping in the long run it will actually be helpful for that update.” That made Xelqua perk up. He expected Mumbo would be upset if anything, not so willing to help. “Um, looking through the books, maybe this might all work.” And he held the papers in his hand out, stumbling a bit as he stepped forward to hand them off. “Sorry about that. I… hmm I am feeling a bit tired. I barely remember actually walking up here.”

Xelqua took the papers and quickly looked them over. It was all very nice and thorough. “Oh yes this is going to do nicely!” and then he looked over the papers to see the state Mumbo was in. His energies didn’t seem exhausted, though that might have just been unused magic since he was still unwilling to use that. But otherwise he looked disheveled and seemed to barely be keeping himself up.

With a huff, Xelqua stuffed the papers in his inventory and picked Mumbo up. Mumbo complained a bit, but was too weak to fight it as he was carried to his respawn room and shoved on top of the wool bed, followed by being ordered to sleep. He barely fought after that, reluctantly closing his eyes and obviously trying to sleep, letting Xelqua leave to update the other Watchers on how he already had things all planned out.

After that, the warning would come, and it would all begin again. More or less.

[alicee1]

Old friends

Technnoblade x GN! reader

warnings: mentions of battlescars

word count: 2.1K

Requested: nope

Synopsis: Phil seeks you out as both his and Techno’s old friend, hoping a familiar face would help Techno after Tommy’s betrayal and for old times sake. Besides that, they can use your blade in the upcoming war. 

A/n: Requests are open, enjoy!

Rules, Masterlist

The cloak wrapped around your shoulders shielded you against the snowy terrain. The hood pulled over your head as you looked at the snowy wasteland surrounding you.

 The coordinates Phil had given you had confused you at first, after looking at the large map decorating the wall of your cabin you had found it to be the middle of a tundra.

 "Why are you here Phil?" The questioned rolled off your lips as you leant against the doorframe, looking at the older male.

The mangled mess his wings had become was visible behind his frame, evidence of the different paths you had taken long ago.

 He could see the small silver lines that littered what was visible of your skin, different shapes and patterns showing that all those years you hadn’t sat still either.

 "It has been a long time, hasn't it?" A small smile tugged at your lips as you stepped aside, "make yourself at home."

The man looked at you before stepping inside, your living room was small and cozy, although evidence of your adventure was subtly found all over the place.

A fireplace heated the room from one corner, a couch and chair around it with a small coffee table. On the wall beside it hung a large map, almost the entire SMP planned out on it.

As he sat down he could see the bouquet of fresh wild flowers displayed in a vase. On the shelf stood various objects presented, some he recognized from your shared adventures back in the day.

In another corner stood an armor stand, well used armor made of shining black metal displayed, your signature cape hastily thrown around its shoulders.

"What’s the reason you came to seek me out?" You questioned as you returned to the room, two cups with steaming water and a small box with different types of tea in your hands as you handed your old friend one.

Dumping some of your favorite tea leaves in a small satchel to hang in your cup, you sat down on the chair, leaning on the armrest lazily as you send an amused look to one of your oldest friends.

"Is it wrong to want to visit an old friend?" A small smile formed on his lips as you laughed, steadying the cup in your hands before looking at the man once more.

"Of course not, I'd just imagine you'd sent word of your settlement if you wanted to keep contact. No matter the cause, how have you been Phil?" Your words held an undertone of understanding to it. It was obvious he had suffered through the years of your absence, the current state of his wings only part of the overall story.

He sipped the warm drink in his hands, "it's been eventful, although I'm sure you're familiar with that." A small nod of your head said enough as the two of you caught up.

He told you his stories, about how he gained a son and lost him, the tale of a place called L’manburg. He told you how it was recent that Techno freed him from a forced house arrest and how they had taken a kid called Tommy in. 

How he had betrayed them. 

You knew Techno well, meeting him around the same time as you and him met Phil. The three of you travelled together for a long time, years even. Techno was a loyal man, you had learned that long ago, paired with his strength came an unwavering loyalty that would hurt him someday.

Without doubt he would lay down his life for those he trusted, often had he proved that to you, to Phil. An undying sense of loyalty and the need to protect those he held dear. 

Listening to the story of how this kid betrayed him hurt, you knew he wouldn’t take kindly to it either. Phil had told you of their plans, they’d need your blade in the war to come and you were more than happy to help.

He ended up inviting you to his new residence, in the middle of an arctic tundra where he resided with Techno. 

Leaving you to consider the offer, he had left the coordinates on a small piece of parchment, saying that you could come find them as soon as you made your decision.

At the end of the week you had searched every chest in your house, packing everything you'd need for the journey and more.

At the beginning of the second week, you were on your way. Map taken from the wall and stuffed carefully amongst your other belongings.

In shining black armor made of the strongest material you had found thus far, Netherite, glowing with enchantments you had casted on it you made your way through forests and field.

The signature cloak that you had worn constantly during your adventures pulled around your shoulders, knowing you'd need all protection against the cold you could get.

You had been right, the armour and weapons you carried weighing heavier and heavier as your feet disappeared in the deepening layers of snow that covered every surface.

Cursing yourself for not taking the undoubtedly quicker route through the nether, you continued on. In reality, your knowledge of the routes in the hellish place was limited, far too limited to venture out and find his portal.

When you saw the house with lit up windows in the distance you audibly sighed in relief, you had made it.

Inside, Phil had used about every excuse he could think off to keep Techno in his house, for supplies he'd go out to get them. He wanted Techno to be home when you'd arrive, he knew you would, you had agreed to join them. He just didn’t know when you’d arrive.

"I can go get them." He spoke as he pulled on his jacket, wrapping a fur lined cloak over it to protect him against the blizzard that stormed outside.

"I don't understand why you're so desperate to keep me inside Phil." His own coat was already wrapped around his shoulders as he leant against the doorframe, ready to head out and gather new firewood.

As Phil struggled to think of an immediate excuse, Techno already had his hand on the door knob, twisting it as he opened the door.

His brows furrowed as you looked right at him, surprise etched on your face as your hand uselessly hung in the air, about to knock on the door that he had opened.

"y/n?" Your name rolled off his lips as a smile formed on your face, your hand uselessly falling beside you, "missed me?"

He pulled you inside, the task he had in mind completely forgotten as you stepped into the house, looking up at the pig skull adorning the male's face.

You could see his mouth turn into a line as he looked at your inadequate protection against the cold climate. He asked Phil to grab some spare logs out of the basement for the fire as he pulled you towards it.

He took your cloak as you unclasped it, the snow making the material heavier, soaking it. Even under the cloak you were soaked, your body heat forcing the snow that reached your clothing to melt.

Techno pulled out another armor stand, positioning it beside the door as he hung your cloak besides the fire.

After you had finally shed yourself of the heavy armor, placing the weapons and tools you carried beside the armor stand, you sighed in relief as you stretched your aching limbs.

Phil came in, arms filled with wood logs that he laid down beside the fireplace, tossing one in before granting you a small smile.

 From behind you, Techno approached, pulling off his own cape before hanging it around your shoulders. The fur brushing against your cheek as you send him a grateful smile, "thank you." A small rumble left his form in response.

You sat down near the fire, leaning back as you finally allowed your limbs some well-earned rest.

"What are you doing here?" Naturally that would be his first question, your eyes met Phil who simply shrugged his shoulders, "I invited them. Figured we'd need the manpower," he gave you a small smirk, "the company would be nice too."

A chuckle left your throat as you looked back to Techno, the mask hiding most of his face, "Besides that, I've wanted to visit for a while. Just didn't know where to look." you shrugged your shoulders as you pulled the red velvety material closer around your form.

The flames danced happily in the fireplace, casting a comfortable warmth onto your face.

"It's been a while." you muttered, seeing Techno move closer to you as you leant against the wall from your position on the ground, years, maybe even decades had passed since you last travelled with the two males. The memories still fresh in your mind however as they raced through your mind.

Turning your head back to the pink haired male, you spoke up, "I'm assuming the saying still stands?"

From underneath the mask you could see a small smirk tug at his lips, "Technoblade never dies."

A small scoff left your lips, a small smirk finding itself onto your face, "Of course, what did I expect?" you still remembered the first time the words left your lips.

The blood on the ground fresh as you sat down, exhausted, the wood fence poking into your back uncomfortably as you pulled the cork out of the health potion in your hand, bringing the bottle to your lips and chugging the liquid desperately.

A swarm of venomous cave spiders had popped up from what you thought to be a blocked off side entrance in the maze of hallways that made up the mineshaft. Phil had offered to set up a small yet safe camp in a large opening at the end of the cave, leaving Techno and yourself to explore.

He had been at your side in a second when he heard your shriek echo through the hallways, glowing sword in your hand as the other desperately clutched your upper arm where you had been bit. Despite that you stood unwavering, your blade slashing through the creatures that speedily approached you.

Together the spiders had been taken care of quickly, despite the couple of bite marks now littering your skin. The wounds grew closed as you carefully applied a regeneration potion to the areas, offering the remaining of your bottle to your friend.

"Are you good? I've got like half of this potion left if you're out." your voice echoing of the walls as you stood up, the potion in your hand.

A small smirk played on his lips as he turned to you, making you realize he didn't even get bit once by the spiders.

"I don't need potions."

"You're going to die without eventually." you cocked your head, unimpressed at the cocky male as you replugged the potion and put it away.

"Technoblade never dies."

"Technoblade never dies?" an amused smile played on your lips as you looked at him as he nodded his head in confirmation.

"Can you say the same?" Techno asked, leaning back as you could see Phil turn around behind him, curiously watching you and listening along for an answer.

You shrugged your shoulders, "naturally. Can't say it hasn't been close though." Your hand moved to the small satchel at the side of your belt, pulling it open and producing a small doll like figure.

"A totem." Techno concluded as he looked at you, in response you nodded, "Yes, they're true life savers when it comes down to it."

Phil sat down with the two of you as you tossed another log into the flames, "So you're the person that raided those mansions."

The nod of your head was enough of an answer as you returned the small object to the satchel it had come from, "how many do you have?" Phil asked curiously as you gave him a small smile, "I've got about... 5, i think in my ender chest."  

The two males nodded as you buried your entire form in the comfortably velvet and fur of Techno's cape, inhaling his scent through your nose as you closed your eyes for a second, although it only felt like a second to you.

Phil's elbow found Techno's side as he looked at you, both males watched your crouched form, face hidden by the fur of the cape the engulfed your body, Phil looked questioningly as Techno who stood up. 

"I'll take care of them Phil." Techno spoke, hooking his arms under your knees and under your back, picking you up gently and taking you to the upstairs of the cottage.

Placing you in the bed and pulling the covers over your form, Techno left his cape around you as he noticed how comfortable you looked with it. A small smile formed on his lips as his hand unwillingly brushed some hair that had fallen in your face and pushed it behind your ear.

"I'm glad you found me."

[ayamethewitch]

Suicide Squad 2 preferences (English/Español): What they would do if they playing minecraft <3/Que harian si jugaran Minecraft<3

English

Harley Queen :

• She's very excited about playing minecraft

•Probably trying to make a House but at the end it would be a house made with a wood mix (Oak,Spruce, Dark Oak, Acacia and Jungle), its a little strange but she say that just have the Harley's Style.

•She probably get lost for trying to explore.

"Harley,be carfeul, take a map with you" —Says Flag

She think its ridiculous, how in the hell "¿Harley motherfucking Queen is gonna lost?"

Then she see around and think thats is 100% sure that his house wasn't in the desert...and definily not next to a Pillagers Outpost.

Wherever she think that his only option is to build another new house, and then...she go to the Pillagers Outpost and kill all of them.

"¡I FOUND A GOLDEN APPLE BITCH*S!...WAIT..¿WHAT CAN I DO WITH A GOLDEN APPLE?"

• She probably trying to have a wild animal as a pet.

"No,Harley you can't have a polar bear in your house, they are wild, you can’t tame it,besides why did you want a polar bear?" Says Bloodsport

"OH, SHUT UP, MILTON, LOOK AT HIM, HE'S SO CUTE" Say Harley trying to catch the bear with a rope that stole to the wandering trader

"That's not my name..."

•I Think that she would find amazing things on minecraft but she doesn't realize it

"Where did you find that flowerpot?

"Oh, i stole it from a big house that i found, they have a lot of them and..."

"¿¡DID YOU FIND A WOODLAND MANSION?!

Cleo Cazo:

•I think that cleo used to play minecraft, maybe the rats brought him a computer, she stole internet from a house and then discover minecraft and download it.

•So that's why she's a very pro minecraft player

•She's very smart, so probably install a rat mod, to have his friends on the game and also name it one as Sebastian <3

•She's just five minutes on the game and she already have a complete iron armor.

"¿Are you wearing an iron armor? Where did you get it? ¡We're hardly mining to find it!—Ask Bloodsport

"It was easy ¿You guys don't see the mine behind those trees?, also have it a skeleton spawner"

"¿A whAt?"—says Abner very scare

• She also have a lot of lucky, like she's on a Mineshaft and found 3 diamonds just in one chest or she's trading with the villagers and they give her an enchanted book for a fews emeralds.

• Probably make a team with Nanaue and live in a house together because they are friends <3

•And she have to help the rest of the team about how to play minecraft (specially Abner and Nanaue).

•Probably have a very cute house with cottagecore style.

BloodSport:

•At the begining he's very grumpy, like "Im not gonna play that stupid cube game"

"¡I promise you gonna love it!—says Cleo very sure.

•And it was right, because it just took a few minutes to feel it comfortable with the game.

•He's very sure about what he want and that is "No damn mob kill him, or someone steal his things" so he made a kind of base or something outside where he can put his things and all that stuff, but its Bloodsport so probably is a base with a lot of traps like disspenders with arrows or something.

•Also he have the best tools ,weapons and armor, that includes sword,shield, bow and arrows, crossbow,etc ¡All the best!, so at the begining they made it of iron, but then he made it with diamond and later with netherite.

•Talking about netherite he probably make a very good plan for go to the Nether, very careful with the piglins, ghast, skeletons, etc.

•He's constantly competing with PeaceMaker about who kill more mobs and how.

"I kill 38 zombies and 10 skeleton at the moment, ¿what did you got?"

"38 zombies, 10 skeleton and...a chicken"—say Chris very proud.

"That's isn't even a hostile mob..."

"¡But i killed it with style, so i won!"

Robert just make a palmface.

•He finally love play minecraft and then he show it the game to Tyla like a very proud tecnologic father.

"...Wherever now i play cubecraft i think that teenagers play it..¿isn't?"

"¡¿DiD YoU plAy WhAt?!—Tyla just laugh very loud that she almost fainted.

KingShark (Nanahue Boy <3):

•I mean, he's just a cutie.

•He loves minecraft from the begining, he's so enchanted with the colors, the animals and the biomes.

•I think that he probably make a dirt house, very...particular, just on the sand next to the ocean, but then Cleo suggest him that they can live together on a very more comfortable house, he says yes but only with the condition of build the house next to the ocean.

•He probably start killing zombies and eat it, also, maybe, just maybe he could eat a few cows..

•But he never could eat sea food, beacuse he think that they are his friends, so he's very happy swimming with the fishes and axolotls.

•He pick a lot of beautiful flowers and give it to the squad as a gift.

"Flower"

"Yes Nanaue, that's a flower, thank you so much"—says Cleo giving him a hug.

•He's probably just walking and exploring and then he find "something".

"Diamond"

"Yeah Nanaue, that's a Diamo...¡YOU FIND A DIAMOND! IM SO PROUD OF YOU.

The rest of the squad doesn't know how he found it but, anyway.

•He probably trying to kill a villager to eat it

"¿Nom Nom?"

"No, Nanahue, Villagers are friends, we don't kill or eat friends! ¡You can kill pillagers but not villagers!—Explain Cleo to him.

•After that if he find a Pillager Outpost, they would be probably dead in a few minutes. Also Nanahue is very disapointed because he can't eat them.

•He thought that slimes are friend, but when he find that they are hostiles, he just kill it.

PolkaDot Man (Baby boy <3):

•He's scare about play minecraft because think its gonna suck on the game or something. But with the Help of Cleo the things are staring to shine for our boy.

•He's very happy because on minecraft he doesn't have his superpower, and can be a little bit free.

•He build a basic house, not made it with dirt like Nanahue but its still being very simple, just wood and maybe he put a fews flowers to decorate it.

•He also have a dog, he's very proud of him and name it "PolkyDog" <3

•He's afraid of the mods but when he's started to fight with them, he's not afraid anymore.

•Just until the new update and meet the new mob "Warden".

•He also trying to not go to a village because he saw every villager like his mom.

•He's very kind with the animals and prefer no eat them, and for example, use scissors to cut the sheep wood. He just eat fruit,breath and that's stuff.

•He made a little celebration dance when he find his first diamonds.

•Finally he feels like a pro player.

•But then, he try to make a waterdrop.

"Look Abner, you just need to jump, and before you hit the ground, you put the water"—says Cleo doing a waterdrop very easily

"IM A MINECRAFT PRO PLAYER"

He jump it but falls in next to the water inside on it, he lost all his things and need to find it.

•But i think that with the time, he would be an excelent minecraft player like Cleo

Rick Flag:

•He think that maybe play minecraft would be funny, he just need to learn.

•He's gonna have all the basic thing in a few minutes (maybe 30), in a hour at the most.

•He made a very cool house, with two floors and maybe a secret basement, its a very rustic house with a combination of Acacia wood and stone.

•He have adventure spirit, so he is walking seeing all that is around his house. If he find a desert temple he would feel very proud, and find the chest with no problems.

•He also must rescue Harley because she have just one and half heart of live and she get stuck in a mine with a lot of mobs.

•Also have a dog, maybe he name it "Dog".

•He's ready to go to the Nether and he made ir very well, he trade with the pigglins, kill the ghast, and got a wither skeleton head.

•He become into a profesional playing minecraft and Cleo its very proud about it

•He also be like: ¿¡CAN EVERYBODY GO TO THE BED SO ITS DAYTIME SOON?! ¡HARLEY GET OFF OF THE ROOF OF MY HOUSE!

•If somebody needs diamonds, iron or something he give it (except for peacemaker, he can found his own things).

Peacemaker (The love of my life,so sorry) :

•He very confident about playing minecraft, he kill a lot or people for make peace, why he has to be afraid of a game?

•He learn very fast, like Rick he have everything in a minutes but, he build a very big house, like a mini mansion with an elegant style, and its made of Oak Dark and spruce wood. He doesn't put decoration but he put a lot od security on it.

•Of course he's competing with Robert, so he's trying to kill every thing who is moving, maybe for that he accidentally hit Abner or Rick with an arrow, and maybe not too accidentally hit Robert.

•He kills animals, and mobs without fear, he need to survive and he is gonna made everything to do it.

•He also feels very proud if he find something cool like diamonds, a golden apple, an enchanted book,etc

• "¿¡Why did you kill your villagers!?—ask Cleo very angry

"If we kill the villagers and destroy the village there's not gonna be problems if we kill a pillager captain, we have peace"

"¡That even doesn't make sense!"

•He hate a lot the little zombies and little drowneds

"¿¡What the hell is that thing?!"

And he proceeds to hit it.

•"I Kill that glow thing, i won!

"That's glow squid.."—say Cleo behind him

And the only thing that you can hear is Robert laughing very loud.

"i WoN"—repeats Robert laughing.

• "Don't touch my things if you dont ask first *look at Robert* you dont need to ask, im not gonna help you.

.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴.෴..෴.෴.෴.෴.෴

Español (sin gifs esta vez debido a la cantidad de imagenes que tumblr deja poner :(, lo siento)

Harley Queen:

•Muy emocionada por jugar minecraft

•Intentaria hacer una casa pero al final terminaria siendo una casa hecha de un mix de maderas (Roble,Abeto,Roble oscuro, Acazia y de la Jungla). Se ve algo raro pero ella dice el toque "Harley".

•Se terminaria perdiendo por intentar explorar

"Harley ten cuidado, lleva un mapa contigo"—le diria Flag.

Ella piensa que es ridiculo, ¿como demonios podria Harley motherf*cking Queen perderse?

Luego ella miraria a su alrededor y cree estar 100% segura de que su casa no estaba al lado en el desierto, y menos al lado de un puesto de Pillagers.

De todaa formas ella cree que su unica opcion seria construir una nueva casa, y entonces... va al puesto de Pillagers y los mata a todos.

"¡TENGO UNA MANZANA DORADA P*RRAS!...ESPERA ¿¡QUE SE SUPONE QUE HAGA CON UNA MANZANA DORADA?!"

• Probablemente trataria de tener a un animal salvaje como mascota

“No Harley, no puedes tener a un oso polar en tu casa, son salvajes, no puedes domesticarlos..de todas formas ¿por que quieres un oso polar?”—le diria Bloodsport

“¡Oh, cállate Milton! ¡Solo miralo, es adorable!”—responderia Harley mientras intenta atrapar al oso polar con una cuerda que le robo al vendedor ambulante.

“Ese ni siquiera es mi nombre...”

•Siento que Harley acostumbraria a encontrar cosas geniales en minecraft pero no se da cuenta de ello.

“¿Donde encontraste esa maceta?”

“Oh, la robe de una gran casa que encontré..tenían un montón y..

“¡¿Encontraste una mansión del bosque?!

Cleo Cazo:

• Creo que Cleo solía jugar a Minecraft, tal vez las ratas le trajeron una computadora, ella robó internet de una casa y luego descubrió Minecraft y lo descargó.

• Por eso es una jugadora de Minecraft muy profesional.

• Ella es muy inteligente, así que probablemente instale un mod que añada ratas al juego, para tener a sus amigos en el  y también nombrar a una como Sebastian <3

• Lleva solo cinco minutos en el juego y ya tiene una armadura de hierro completa."

¿Llevas una armadura de hierro? ¿Dónde la conseguiste? ¡Aun  estamos minando para encontrar hierro! —Pregunto Bloodsport

"Fue fácil ¿No vieron la mina detrás de esos árboles ?, también tiene un spawn de esqueletos"

"¿Un qué?"—dice Abner muy asustado

• Ella también tiene mucha suerte, por ejemplo esta en una Mineshaft y  encontró 3 diamantes solo en un cofre o si esta intercambiando con los aldeanos y le dieron un libro encantado por muy pocas esmeraldas.

• Probablemente forme equipo con Nanaue y vivan juntos en una casa porque son amigos <3

• Y ella tiene que ayudar al resto del equipo sobre cómo jugar Minecraft (especialmente Abner y Nanahue).

• Probablemente tenga una casa muy linda con estilo cottagecore.

Bloodsport:

•Al principio está molesto

"No voy a jugar ese estupido juego de cubos"

—¡Te prometo que vas a amarlo!—le asegura Cleo

•Y tenia razón, por que tan solo le toma unos minutos sentirse comodo con el juego y acostumbrarse a el.

•Esta bastante seguro acerca de lo que quiere y es que "Ningun maldito mob lo asesine o alguien robe sus cosas" asi que construye una especie de base al aire libre donde pueda poner sus cosas, pero hablamos de Bloodsport asi que probablemente es una base con un monton de trampas como dispensadores con flechas para que alguien (Peacemaker) no robe sus cosas.

•Ademas tendria las mejores armas, herramientas y armadura, eso incluye espada,escudo, arco y flechas, ballesta etc ¡Solo lo mejor!, asi que al principio las haria de hierro, pero luego pasaria al diamanete y finalmente a la netherita.

•Hablando de Netherita, probablemente haria un muy buen plan para ir al Nether, siendo muy cuidadoso con los Piglins, ghast, esqueletos,etc

•Esta compitiendo constantemente con Peacemaker sobre quien mata mas mobs y como

"He matado 38 zombies y 10 esqueletos hasta el momento, ¿que hay sobre ti?"

"38 zombies, 10 esqueletos y...un pollo—le responde Chris super orgulloso de si mismo.

"Ni siquiera es un mob hostil..."

"Pero lo mate con estilo, ¡yo gano!"

Robert solo se golpea la cara con la palma de su mano.

•Finalmente terminaria amando jugar minecraft y le enseñaria el juego a Tyla como un padre tecnologico muy orgulloso.

"Como sea,ahora juego cubecraft..creo que los adolecentes de tu edad lo juegan, ¿no es asi?"

"QuE juEgAs quE?—Tyla empezaria a reirse tan fuerte que casi se desmayaria.

KingShark:

•Admitamoslo, el es una ternura <3

•Ama minecraft desde el inicio pues está encantado con los colores, los animales y los biomas

•Creo que probablemente haria una casa de tierra, bastante...peculiar, justo en la arena al lado del mar, pero entonces Cleo le sugiere que vivan juntos en una casa y él dice que si pero solo con la condicion de que la nueva casa esté en la arena y al lado del mar.

•Probablemente empezaria a matar zombies y a comerselos y tal ves,solo tal ves se comeria unas cuantas vacas.

•Pero nunca comeria comida del mar, por que piensa que los animales acuaticos son sus amigos, asi que el es muy feliz nadando con los peces y ajolotes.

•El recoge un monton de flores y se las regala al resto del equipo como regalo

"Flor"

"Asi es Nanaue, esa es una flor, ¡muchas gracias!—le diria Cleo dandole un abrazo

•El probablemente solo estaria caminando y entonces encontraria "algo"

"Diamante"

"Si Nanaue, ese es un diaman...¡ENCONTRASTE UN DIAMANTE! ¡ESTOY MUY ORGULLOSA DE TI!

El resto del equipo no tiene idea de como lo encontró pero les da igual.

•Probablemente trataria de matar a un aldeano para comerselo

"¿Nom nom?"

"¡No nanaue, los aldeanos son nuestros amigos, no matamos ni nos comemos a los amigos! ¡Puedes matar pillagers pero no aldeanos!

•Despues de eso, si encuentra un puesto de Pillagers estaran muertos en un par de minutos aunque esta bastante desepcionado por que al final no puede comerselos

•El piensa que los Slime son amigos, pero cuando se da cuenta de que son hostiles, los mata.

Polkadot Man (baby boy<3):

•Esta un poco asustado acerca de jugar minecraft por que cree que le irá muy mal en el juego pero con la ayuda de Cleo las cosas comienzan a brillar para nuestro chico<3

•Esta muy feliz por que en minecraft no tiene sus poderes y puede ser un poco mas libre.

•Contruye una casa basica, no de tierra como Nanaue pero sigue siendo bastante simple, solo madera y tal ves algunas flores para decorarla.

•Tambien tiene un perro y está muy orgulloso de el, lo nombro "Polkydog".

•Esta asustado de los mobs pero una vez que empieza a pelear con ellos ya no les tiene miedo

•Eso solo hasta que salga la nueva actualizacion y conozca al nuevo mob "Warden"

•Tambien intenta no ir a las aldeas por que ve a todos los aldeanos como su mamá.

•Es muy amable con los animales y prefiere no comerlos, ademas usa tijeras para cortar la lana de las ovejitas. Solo come frutas, pan y ese tipo de cosas.

•Hace un pequeño baile de celebracion cuando encuentra su primer diamante.

•Finalmente se siente como un jugador de minecraft experto

•Pero entonces, trata de hacer un waterdrop

"Mira Abner, solo debes lanzarte y poner el agua justo antes de llegar al suelo"—le diria Cleo haciendo un waterdrop perfecto facilmente.

"¡SOY UN JUGADOR DE MINECRAFT PROFECIONAL!"

Salta pero cae al lado del agua en lugar de en ella, pierde todas sus cosas y se ve obligado a ir a buscarlas.

•Pero creo que con el tiempo se volveria tan buen jugador como Cleo.

Rick Flag:

•El piensa que jugar minecraft podria ser divertido, solo necesita aprender.

•Hace una casa genial, con dos pisos y un sotano secreto, es una casa de estilo rustico con madera de acazia y piedra.

•Tiene espiritu aventurero asi que camina viendo todo lo que haya alrededor de su casa. Si encontrara un templo del desierto el estaria muy orgulloso y encontraria los cofres sin problemas.

•Tambien debera rescatar a Harley por que ella solo tiene un corazon y medio de vida y se quedo atrapada en una mina con muchos mobs

•Tambien tendria un perro y lo llamaria "Perro"

•El esta listo para ir al Nether y lo haria muy bien, comerciaria con los piglins, mataria ghast y conseguiria una cabeza de esqueleto wither.

•El se vuelce un jugador profesional de minecraft y Cleo esta muy orgullosa de ello.

•El tambien diria algo como: ¿¡"PUEDE TODO EL MUNDO IRSE A DORMIR PARA QUE SEA DE DIA?! ¡HARLEY BAJA DEL TECHO DE MI CASA!"

•Si alguien necesitara diamantes o algo asi se los daria (excepto a Peacemaker, el puede encontrar sus propias cosas)

Peacemaker (The love of my life, sorry:p):

•Confia bastante en si mismo para jugar minecraft, ha matado miles de personas ¿por que le tendria miedo a un juego?

•Aprende muy rapido, igual que Rick obtiene todo en unos minutos pero el haria una casa mucho mas grande, como una mini mansion con estilo elegante y esta hecha de madera de Roble oscuro y Abedul. No le pone mucha decoracion pero si un monton de seguridad.

•Por supuesto esta compitiendo con Robert asi que esta intentando matar todo lo que se mueva, incluso tal ves por accidente podria golpear a Abner o Rick con una flecha y no tan accidentalmente a Robert.

•El mata animales y mobs sin miedo, el necesita sobrevivir y hara todo para hacerlo.

•Se siente muy orgulloso si encuentra algo genial como diamantes, una manzana dorada o un libro encantado,etc

•¿¡Por que mataste a tus aldeanos?!—le pregunta Cleo molesta.

"Si matamos a los aldeanos y destruimos las aldeas, no habrá problemas si matamos a un capitan pillager, tendremos paz"

"¡Eso ni siquiera tiene sentido!"

•He hates a lot the little zombies and litte drowneds

"¿¡Que demonios es eso?!

Y procede a golpearlo.

•"Maté a esa cosa brillante, ¡yo gano!"

"Ese es un calamar brillante"—dice Cleo detras de el

Y lo unico que puedes escuchar es a Robert riendo muy fuerte

"¡Yo gAno!"—repitiria Robert riendo

•"No toquen mis cosas sin preguntar primero...*mira a Robert* tu no tienes que preguntar, no pienso ayudarte.

[descendantofthesparrow]

Finale - Rewrite - POYW - Harry Hook x reader - part 5 - the ember

Outfits;

C4+(y/n)

*Mals transformation (skull is the symbol on her back)

Hadie and Celia

Uma (for her first appearance, she's wearing her canon dress)

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The vks finally arrived at the closest shore facing the isle, Mal taking a deep breath and lifting her goggles to look at Celia. They didn’t want to draw too much attention to themselves on the isle so they would get off and on with the spell that Mal had used years back. “you remember what I said?” Mal asked Celia, Celia nodded, slightly unsure this would even work but Mal was sure Celia could use magic, and therefore cast the spell.

Celia took a deep breath and face the isle, picturing all five motor-bikes in her head as she spoke the incantation “Noble steeds/proud and fair, you shall take us/anywhere” the bikes all glowed a reddish-purple, matching Celia’s hair, and Mal nodded, knowing the spell had worked.

Mal put her goggles back down and revved the engine of her bike, leading the others onto the ocean. Hadie looked down at the water in awe as the bikes easily rode on the water as if it was solid ground, he whistled then looked back up to see the isle coming closer and closer. Celia laughed, feeling giddy as it sunk in, she used her magic, she had done it! She couldn’t wait to tell her dad!

After a few minutes the bikes passed through the barrier, both Hadie and Celia winced at the feeling of magical being forced back underneath their skin, and soon they rolled onto land, Mal taking a few turns towards Faciliers arcade that rested right next to curl up and dye. They passed through the wharf marketplace and through the alleyway where their old hideout was (which had been emptied and claimed by someone else)

Mal turned one last corner and parked her bike right in front of the place that used to be Hades Greek restaurant (he used to be there a lot, but at one point he stopped coming completely and left it in the hands of his hires and son, who ‘sold’ it and it was turned into a regular shop with furniture and decor)

The others parked next to Mal and turned off their bikes, taking off their helmets and leaving them on the seats as (y/n), Hadie, and Celia continued to carry theirs. Mal brought a lock of her hair in front of her and sighed, nope, still brown. She had a small hope that the barrier would reverse the spell that Audrey had cast but Mal supposed she was out of luck on that one. “Come on” Mal muttered, Celia leading the way to the arcade as the vks and (y/n) followed her to the arcade door.

Celia placed her helmet onto the fortune reading table for safekeeping (I mean, who would dare steal from the daughter of the shadow man?) (y/n) and Hadie doing the same, and walked up to a multicolored door with the words ‘Do Not Disturb’ in French painted on it.

Celia grinned at the vks and turned back to the door, excited to show off the arcade. She made a few quick beats with her fist, dancing as someone knocked back in a different beat. She did it once more and bounced in excitement as the door unlocked and slid open, the bouncer inside stepping aside as Celia gestured for everyone to follow her. (y/n), Mal, and Evie shared a proud grin and followed after her, Carlos and Jay looking around as they hadn’t been to the arcade in years, and the surrounding area had changed since the last time they were there.

Celia rushed through the entrance, gasping in delight as she saw the back of her father's head, she practically jumped down the steps and grinned widely as her father turned and smiled. “Hey!” he turned and threw his cane to one of his workers who caught it and turned back to a card reading table. Facilier turned back to his daughter and held his arms out “there she is!”

“Daddy~!!” Celia squealed as she ran towards him and slammed into his arms, laughing as he lifted her into the air and set her down on his other side. The two engaged in a little dance that had obviously been done time and time again, created years ago and they had decided to keep it up. Mal didn’t stop the smile from blooming on her face, while they were on a time crunch and the worlds impending doom was on its way, it warmed her heart to see good parents on the isle, it was rare to see one of the adults not seer at their kids, it was a wonder to see them be fully affectionate.

Plus Facilier had always been one of those adults the kids went to if they needed help, he was “nice” like that. Facilier tapped his cheek, expecting a kiss from Celia but the girl cheekily tapped his hat instead and started to run, squealing with laughter as he caught her and pulled her into his side. Mal and Evie grinned at each other, their delight at seeing the father-daughter relationship slightly dimmed by their lack of one.

The vks loosely followed the two Facilier’s as (y/n) explored the arcade, whistling a bit as she looked around at the extravagant displays and games surrounding her. She had heard Harry and Gil talk about this place before but she had never had the opportunity to visit it when it was active.

Celia grinned as her dad leaned down next to her ear “so what kinda hustle do you got goin’ on with them, shiny people?” Celia just grinned and pulled a small purple velvet drawstring bag out of her shoulder bag, plopping it in his hand and kipping over to the wall of signs next to her dad’s card reading table and grabbing the skull-shaped key then looping it around her neck.

Her father looked at her with pride as he held the piles of coins in his hands, all from the Auradon people she had read cards for in the last day. “Cher” her dad whispered, pride clear in his voice as he carefully poured the coins back into the pouch and tossed it back to his daughter “look at my little girl go, already conning half of Auradon~” Celia just grinned, perking up as Carlos called everyone over to a static tv that was connected to the Auradon network.

The reporter on screen stood at Auradon prep, next to the statue of Adam, as the camera followed him as he walked “Alerts of a sleeping spell keep coming in as it spreads across Auradon, sources say the daughter of Aurora, Audrey, is responsible for this spell; were trying to discover who is responsible for these vicious lies, and which villain has perpetrated this evil” the man stopped and held his finger up to his earpiece, his face paling in fear “it’s what? it's heading this way, cut it-cut it! we have to run!” the screen cut to static and the vks looked at each other in terror.

“We have to go get the ember” Mal rushed out, Hadie leading the way as you waited for Facilier to release his daughter's shoulder as he stared at the screen in fear for his daughter.

“I’ll protect her,” you said with a smile, holding out your hand to the girl as Facilier nodded and let Celia go.

“You better” he muttered, crossing his arms as you and Celia raced out after the others.

-

“Rookie mistake” Carlos grumbled as he spotted some of Umas crew members on top of their bikes as they rounded the corner of the alleyway. You sighed, looking over Jay’s shoulder to see Jonas on Jay’s bike, grinning wildly.

“Get off my bike!” Jay yelled out, leaping forward in an attempt to grab Jonas’ jacket as the pirate laughed. Jay just missed as Jonas and his four other pirate cohorts all raced off on your bikes, and you could recognize Bonnie on top of yours. “Over the roofs!” Jay yelled out, Evie and Carlos nodding and running off as Jay turned to you “cut them off” you looked back at Mal and nodded, climbing the buildings and running after the sound of the bike engines.

Celia went to follow but Hadie and Mal grabbed her arms, preventing her from joining the case “Hey, hey hey! They got this, we need to get the ember ASAP” Mal stated, nodding as Celia sighed in slight disappointment.

“Good timing too” Hadie muttered, checking his watch “right about his nap time” Mal raised her brow but followed her fellow vks as they quickly walked towards the other end of the isle where the mines were.

‘he takes naps?’ Mal thought, looking behind her and seeing you dropping down into an alleyway a few buildings away. She turned back to Hadie and Celia then quickly caught up to them as they had walked faster than she thought they would.

-

After a few minutes of (almost running) rushed walking, the three vks arrived at the mines, guarded by an intimidating metal gate with Hades symbol, made out of wooden planks and old tires, on the front, with multiple keep out and warning signs plastered around. “Hey” Mal interrupted Celia, who was unlocking the door. Hadie and Celia stopped to look at her confused, Hadie halfway wondering if she was backing out of the plan “how big is that dog?” Mal nodded that sign behind Celia and she turned, Celia sighed and shook her head as Hadie snorted at a joke that wasn’t there.

“You’ll see” Celia muttered as Hadie snorted again, pulling the gate open and leading the two girls inside. Celia gasped quietly and turned back on Mal, holding her finger up to her lips “Okay, you have to stay quiet it echoes like crazy in here” even as Celia whispered it reverberated against the old rocky walls of the isle mines. Mal nodded and glanced around at the multiple record speakers that hung off the walls, following Celia as Hadie stood by the railway that led towards his father's lair.

Mal jumped at the sudden sound of multiple dogs barking and grabbed onto Hadie, who laughed quietly and pointed at the speakers “not here” Hadie whispered, waving Celia off the bike turned-makeshift minecart hybrid “too loud, if we’re stealing the ember, we need to be quiet as possible, we walk. It’s not too far” Mal nodded and kept her grip on Hadie’s arm, tensing up each time the guardian of the underworld's barks echoed around her. Hadie glanced at her but said nothing, letting her use him as a crutch as the three vks walked down the dark and damp tunnels of the abandoned mineshafts.

Hadie took a few twists and turns, apparently a shortcut to his room (which was also a back way towards Hades main area of his lair), and soon the three stepped out into a pretty large room with a queen-sized bed with a dark grey and blue bedspread. Hadie grabbed a bass from his wall and carried it, nodding out towards the curtain door “an excuse, case he wakes up as we walk out” Hadie whispered, Celia went first as they stepped through the curtain.

Mal stopped as her eyes locked onto the back of the god of the underworld's head, his hair was a dim dark blue, the side effect of his hair unable to light ablaze. Mal sighed in relief as the god snored loudly…very loudly, it reminded Mal of when Ben’s dad had fallen asleep during a late-night hangout back when Mal was still in school at Auradon prep.

As the three crept closer, the sounds of dogs barking started to loop, and Mal looked around confused before Hadie pointed at an old record player, it had hit a scratch on the disc and was now looping on a singular bark. Mal breathed a quiet sigh of relief, that meant no dog to be fed to if Hades caught them.

Mal walked heel to toe as she snuck over to Hades, while Hadie and Celia slowly made their way around the other way. Just as Mal got close, Celia got fed up with the record and lifted the needle, sending a loud screeching noise through the cave. Mal and Hadie glared at Celia, as the rash decision had made Hades wake up. He lifted his head slightly and look directly at his son and Celia “What are you doing here?” he grumbled in a tired tone, yawning a bit as Hadie raised his bass in the air.

“Forgot my bass” Hadie simply said as Celia took out a can of corn and a packaged blue rock candy.

“I noticed, you were out, of canned corn” she tossed the candy and can to the god and he caught them with one hand. Mal by then had lifted the ember out of the dish it was sitting in and was bringing it to her chest, screaming lightly as Hades suddenly grabbed her hand, stopping her from crouching out of sight.

Hades turned to look at her, his yellow eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses. Mal harshly swallowed and released the ember as he took it from her, moving to rest his head on his arm. He and Mal stared at each other for a moment, Hadie and Celia standing awkwardly near the old wooden stairs that lead back up to the tunnels. “um-“ Mal started in a meek voice, watching his eyes as he looked at her newly brown hair and eyes “-can I have that?” her usual confidence was gone, she was powerless and in front of a god who could pick her up with one hand and chuck her across the room even without his powers.

Hades raised his brow and turned his head to look at the ember, which was black as coal, in his hand. Then he looked back at her. “And why should I give it to you?” Hades asked coolly, taking off his glasses and tossing them to the side, leaning back in his minecart turned chair, lofting his boots up next to Mal’s face. “uh-“ Mal clearly hadn't expected him to ask that, she had expected him to get angry and throw her out of his lair. Quick mal, come up with an excuse or something! “I need it?”…nice one Mal, top-notch, he’ll for sure give you the ember now.

Hades rolled his eyes and looked to Hadie, who just shrugged. “Auradon is in danger and we need the ember” Hadie answered dryly, watching Mal carefully as she stepped in front of Hades and held out her hand, his father's yellow eyes staring down at Mal carelessly.

“Please?” Mal asked in a much firmer tone, her eyes looking directly into Hades. Hades huffed and lifted up the ember, waving the black gem around a bit.

“You’re only half Hades, the ember won't do everything for you that it does for me” Mal clicked her jaw and gestured to Hadie, not really paying attention to what Hades had just said.

“Hadie’s gonna be the one to use it anyway, I just wanted-to…” Mal’s brain caught up to the words that had just come out of Hades mouth and she looked back up at him with wide eyes, Celia’s jaw had dropped as she realized what he had meant “IM HALF WHAT?!” now Hades looked confused, looking at Mal as if she was crazy.

“you-you didn’t know?” Hades has lost his confidence, his brow raising in confusion, then he looked to Hadie “she doesn’t know?”

Hadie just pinched his brow and sat down on the wooden steps, ignoring his father and (newly announced) half-sister as the Mal started to squabble about her mother and Hades. “fuckin-what?!” Mal screeched, running her hands through her hair and starting to pace around the lair, Celia looking concerned as Mal tugged at her brown locks “you?! My dad?! That’s-that’s not right?! My mom said he was human, a full-on human!? It can’t be you it-“ Mal started to hyperventilate and Hades took her hands, bringing her closer to him and looking into her eyes. “Kid, calm down, you’re having a panic attack, breathe with me, okay?” Mal knew she had to listen or she would pass out so she followed Hades lead. When she got control of her breath again, she pushed him away, wiping away the tears that had gathered in her eyes “she never told you?”

“I guess fucking not” Mal assumed he meant her mother never telling her about her true father “and-also HOW?!” Hades just gave her a knowing look “NOT LIKE THAT-“ Mal did NOT want to think about her mother and Hades doing the do “-I mean-how did” Mal gestured to herself then Hades “this! Happen?? I thought you were loyal to Persephone!?” “Mom knows about this by the way” Hadie interrupted, motioning between his father and sister “and she’s pissed the fuck off, so whenever you see her again dad, you have millennia of making up to do” Hades winced at the thought of his wife being very mad at him, but it wasn’t unwarranted, but he had another matter to attend to.

Hades sighed and turned back to Mal, rubbing his stubble “I got drunk, very drunk, I don’t remember much but I woke up next to your mother and eleven months later you were dropped off for me to babysit” Mal’s jaw dropped in shock and slight disgust “I didn’t know about you until you were already two months old, and then I took care of you for about three months before your mother took you back, something about an heir of darkness.” Hades waved off the notion of Maleficent abandoning Mal on his doorstep and continued on as Mal gawked at him. “and before you ask-I do know I am really your dad because your hair was blueish-purple when she dropped you off and it was almost completely blue when she took you away, I think your magic reacted to whomever you were around the most-“ Mal shook her head, she didn’t have time for this!

“Okay, whatever, I don’t care. I don’t have time for all this” Mal waved her hands around in frustration(noticeably in the same way Hades did but no one commented on it) and held out her hand again “but! If you wanna make up for being a lousy dad” Hades frowned at that “gimme the ember” he stared down at her for a moment before gently placing the ember into Mal's palm, Mal closing her hand around it and nodding “thank you, it’ll be returned after we save Auradon”

“It won’t work for you completely, you are still only half Hades” Hades warned as Mal pocketed the ember into her thigh bag, raising his brow as she glared up at him. “So what? I’m not the one using it, dad” Mal hissed the last word, as if it was poison in her mouth. She didn’t fully believe him, after all, if her mother had lied to her for years about her father, who's to say he wasn’t lying to her now?

Mal pushed past him and up the steps, Celia quickly following her as Hadie set down his bass and looked back at his dad.

“Did she really never tell her?” Hades asked  quietly, looking up at the stairs after Mal, an upset look on his face. “all this time, almost 19 years of standing by, she didn’t even know?”

Hadie sighed and crossed his arms “You really think Maleficent would have told Mal about her true parentage? If Mal had known you were her dad, she would have never listened to Maleficent, she manipulated Mal…I have to go, kingdom to save n all” Hades nodded, watching his son walk out after his daughter and sighing. So much for respecting Mal’s wishes.

-

Celia looked up at Mal, pressing her lips together as the awkward silence pierced the air. “I guess that’s why he was always asking about you” Celia murmured, stopping in front of the front gate as Mal paused, looking directly at the ground.

Mal then shook her head, lifting it up to stare straight ahead “let's go, we’re wasting time” Mal continued forward towards the main area of the isle again, Hadie and Celia giving each other a look before following after her. Mal was right, there were more important things to get to than her parentage.

-

Ben was back at his desk, talking on his phone with one of the captains of the royal guard “No. no, I want the royal guard handing out gas masks!” Ben said in a stressed tone, tapping through his tablet as more reports of the sleeping spell came through. Ben growled a bit as the captain on the other side muttered something about the spell “Well not everyone's asleep!” Ben hung up and tossed his phone on his desk, looking up and pointing at the servant standing at his door “Find out if anyone has seen Audrey, and see if she has a list of demands!” the servant nodded and turned out the door.

Ben sighed and unzipped his jacket, flopping back on his chair and running his hand through his hair as he tried to calm down. Why had this happened? What had happened with Audrey that caused Maleficent to possess her?

Mal had texted him earlier that the spell used the victim's emotions against them, so whoever had taken the scepter was feeling very intense emotions, enough for her mother to feed on that. So what had Audrey been feeling when Maleficent took control?

Ben had a sinking feeling it had to do with one very bitter grandmother.

“just one~” Ben yelped and stood from his chair as he spun around, eyes widening as he locked into Audrey’s eyes, which were swimming with green. “I demand my life back”

Ben looked behind him at his door, mentally cursing as all his guards had left to go help the people. “I have a proposition for you~” he turned back to Audrey and watched as he pointed behind her towards the rest of the kingdom “I’ll wake everybody up right now, under one, itty bitty condition” she stepped closer to him, her eyes flashing green. “make me queen”

‘queen?’ Ben thought confused, why would Audrey want to be queen? Why would Maleficent want to be queen? Then Ben remembered when he overheard one of Leah’s bullshit rants about Audrey’s right to the crown. Audrey was just doing exactly what her grandmother wanted, just in a twisted way…that’s why Leah had been turned to stone that morning.

And Maleficent was just going along with Audrey’s ‘desires’ so she wouldn’t be detected by the young princess, she was waiting for the opportune moment to take over completely. “Audrey” Ben started softly, taking her hand and bringing it towards him. Audrey looked confused, her eyes flickering with magenta and green. “someone spelled you, you have to let me help you-“Audrey's eyes turned fully green and she ripped away from Ben, and Ben knew Maleficent was in control now.

“Pathetic” Audrey hissed in a cold tone, her face morphing into a sneer as the scepter glowed bright green in her hand “so kind, so trusting, you won't even strike your precious little friend down just when you had the chance” Ben glared at Maleficent, hand drawing behind him to the hidden dagger that (y/n) had stashed a couple of months ago. “just like your mother…” Audrey’s eyes turned bright green and then she grinned cruelly “but so afraid of being like your father~” Ben froze in fear, realizing what she was talking about. No, she wouldn’t “let's see how you like being a beast~” Ben raced forward in an attempt to snatch the scepter from Audrey but he was blown back as it flashed green and his body was overtaken in a green flash.

Ben screamed out in pain, but It only came out as a monstrous roar, his teeth becoming fangs as his nails pushed out and sharpened, fur erupting from his entire body and everything just became so loud.

He let out another painful roar, Audrey cackling in the background as the scepter flashed magenta and Ben swore he heard someone screaming then everything went silent.

Ben blacked out from the pain and when he woke up a few moments later, Audrey was gone, the only thing left was a few wisps of smoke. Ben crawled over to his balcony and looked down, a whimper slipping through his new snout as he saw many of the servants now turned to stone. Ben turned on his heels and ran through the castle, looking for anybody who could help him, his claws ripped and scratched at the walls as he raced through them, he ended up at the hall of armor and ripped open the doors, claws digging into the frame and Ben ended up with a large splinter in his palm.

He roared in pain again and ran out the other side of the hall, crashing through the doors and running into the forest, he couldn’t let anybody see him like this, he had to find a way to turn back into a human before he hurt someone.

-

Mal, Hadie, and Celia walked back into the arcade, Celia racing towards her dad as Mal walked over to her friends who were playing some odd combo of foosball and pool. “M!” Evie called, relieved her friend was okay as Mal trotted over to her and wrapped her arms around Evie’s arm. Evie grabbed Mal’s shoulder with her free hand and looked at her “do you have it?” Mal nodded and dug into her thigh bag, taking out the black as coal ember. “Good, let's get off this rock”

Mal nodded, turning to jay to ask him where the bikes were but he interrupted her “how’d you get it? I assume he either gave to Hadie or you snatched it?” Mal winced at the reminder of how she had gotten the ember.

Welp, no better time to tell them then now, eh? “uh, yeah about that” Mal muttered, looking down at the ember in her hand “uh, he just-gave it to me?” it sounded more like a question than anything else. Mal was unsure if Hades really was her dad, but she would spill details about the entire thing later, right now the short and sweet answer was best.

“He just” Carlos started, furrowing his brows in confusion and glancing to Hadie “gave it to you? And not Hadie?”

“Yeah well, there's a reason behind it which is-guess whomst the fuckiest my dad is?” Mal laughed, giving her friends a tilted smile as they looked at her strangely, why bring up her dad at a time like this?

“Oh no fucking way” it hit Carlos first, his eyes widening “no fucking way but you said-“ Mal laughed again, sounding strangled.

“I know! I know! I thought so too! But I guess it's just another thing my mother lied to me about” Jay looked a little miffed at not understanding what Carlos and Mal were talking about, Evie looking lost as well “Remember how I said my dad was human? For the last 19 fucking years?” Jay and Evie nodded, (y/n) cleaning up the table behind them before freezing as realization dawned on her.

“Oh, no fucking way” (y/n) groaned, looking to Mal with an exasperated look “your dad is-that means-what the actual fuck” Evie finally had enough and turned to Mal with her brow raised.

“Okay spill before I stab you”

“Apparently, my dad is fucking Hades” Mal hissed quietly, leaning closer to Jay and Evie as their eyes went wide in shock “Yep, my mother lied, again, about my dad. Told me he was human to keep me in check and shit.”

“I-“ Jay stuttered, unable to get anything out as his mouth opened and closed. “are you sure?” At this Mal shook her head, no she wasn’t sure, but this was helping them in their favor, Hades had given Mal the ember willingly under the pretense she was his kid.

“no im not, and I don’t want to know how or why, but we can do all this processing shit later when Auradon or Audrey aren’t in danger, let’s go. You got our bikes back, right?” Mal asked the boys, wincing as (y/n) glared darkly. She would take that as a no then.

“Nope, they got away” Carlos muttered, crossing his arms.

“The only way back to Auradon is the bridge” Mal sighed, smiling as Evie clicked her heels on the dusty arcade floor.

“Glad I wore my comfortable heels then” Jay grabbed Evie's arm before the two could leave.

“Yeah, we need the remote, and I left it at the house” Mal and Evie shared a horrified look, what were they going to do? Auradon was in danger and they were stuck on the isle with no way off.

“I lifted it off of you” the group turned to Celia, who was holding the golden remote to the barrier “I thought it would be useful and it is” Evie smiled, stepping towards Celia and leaning on a support beam.

“Good job” Celia smiled and Jay took the remote, pressing his lips together in an impressed smirk.

“Sweet” Celia turned to hug her father one last time as everyone grabbed their bags and started to make their way out of the arcade, she kissed him on the cheek and ran after (y/n), meeting (y/n)’s stride as she patted Celia’s back.

“Good job kid” Celia beamed again, happy her thieving skills were being appreciated. “also Mal!” Mal turned her head to show she was listening “After this shit is over, we're coming back here and getting those damn bikes back, that thing is too damn expensive to lose to a fucking isle goon” Mal snorted and nodded.

“Noted” honestly Mal wanted her bike back anyway, Carlos had spent several months making and modifying their bikes to fit them perfectly, she wasn’t about to let them be stripped.

-

The group of vks, and one dimension traveling girl, finally arrived at the bridge, Jay taking out the remote and pressing the bottom button opening the barrier. “Come on” Mal mumbled, nodding her head towards the opening. The others followed her lead and stepped over the barrier line.

Just as the ember crossed over the line, it ignited in a strong flash of light and heat, Mal felt fire shoot up her hand holding the ember and cover her entire body. Mal gasped in slight pain as the flash of energy flooded through her and filled her with a brand-new feeling of power and magic she had never felt before.

Mal let out the shuddering breath she had been holding and shook her head, the fire that had been drained by Audrey had been returned at full force…but it felt…different from her normal fire. Mal opened her eyes and looked down at her hands, gasping as she realized her entire outfit had changed. Gone were the purples and greens of her maleficent-themed outfit, replaced by the cool blues and dark greys of Hades, blue flames licking up her jacket-turned-vest and boots.

…guess Hades wasn’t lying then, Mal frowned, looking at herself a bit more as she realized she had transformed into ‘the daughter of Hades’. She had no other explanation for why the ember had done what it did otherwise.

“Holy shit” Carlos muttered, grabbing Mal's arm to stabilize her as she wobbled on her feet slightly “What happened?”

“I don’t know” Mal muttered slightly grumpy as she twisted the ember in her eyes, it had ignited in a strong blue “It might have to do something with the ‘Hades being my dad’ thing? Hadie?” Mal looked to Hadie, frowning as he looked just as confused as she felt. “shit, okay, um-ya know what? We’re gonna ignore this for now and figure out what the fuck happened when all this shit is over with okay? Okay.” Evie picked up a lock of Mal's hair, bringing it in front of Mal's face “Evie-my hairs blue….my hair is fucking blue it was brown two seconds ago and now it's blue”

“To be fair your hair was purple three hours ago, and it's also purple at the top.” Jay supplied, pulling back a bit as Mal whirled around to glare at him. “uh-yellow eyes too” Mal scrunched her nose at Jay and huffed.

“Not helping Jay” Mal hissed, she turned back towards Auradon and closed her eyes “Okay, we-let’s just go, we’re wasting-HEY!” just as Mal was handing the ember to Hadie, Evie lifted her arm to push a lock of hair behind her ear and bumped Mal's hand, sending the ember flying. “no!” Mal screamed in panic, running towards the edge and about to jump for the ember when a very familiar tentacle sprung from the eater and grabbed the ember “wha-“

Uma rose from the water, looking absolutely ethereal in her golden shell crown and teal dress, her turquoise locs pulled back halfway as the rest framed her shoulders. Uma grinned and raised her arms, the tentacle holding the ember following them “drop something~?”

“It can't get wet!” Mal yelled in a pleading tone, gesturing for Uma to get onto the bridge “give it back before it goes out!” Mal could see the ember sparking and flickering in Uma’s hold. Uma just laughed and her tentacle curled around the ember, sealing it airtight between two suckers. her eyes turned to you, who was grinning down at her from the bridge.

“Uma~!” you yelled in excitement, bouncing on your heels as she gave you a little wave.

“That’s my name~” she purred, giving one last smirk to Mal then she sunk into the water, the ember still tight in her grip.

“Wait!” Mal called desperately, she couldn’t lose the ember, it was their only hope! Mal took a step back in fear as from where Uma had sunk a large tunnel of water began to rise until it burst, soaking everyone but you.

“Ah!” Mal yelled, pausing as she noticed the water starting to evaporate almost immediately, off her body, especially her hair. “I wha-“ nope, nope nope nope, not important right now. She noticed the same was happening to Hadie, and the two were the first dry out of everyone else.

Mal looked back down at the water, searching for Uma “Behind you~” Mal gasped and spun around, seeing Uma in a dark teal button-up, dark blue leather pants, and brown boots, her golden shell necklace sitting proudly on her neck.

Before anyone else could say anything, Mal spoke up, lifting her arms into the air in exasperation “Where the hell have you been?!”

Uma looked genuinely surprised that those were the words that had come out of Mal’s mouth instead of just accusing her of villainy and trying to steal the ember back “We’ve been looking for you for three fucking years!! Do you know how much Harry and Gil bugged Ben and I because you wouldn’t show your damn face?!” Mal screeched, rubbing her face in exhaustion at the reminder of when Harry and Gil had straight up annoyed her and Ben back when the search for Uma was fresh. “Do you even know you were pardoned two years ago? You could've surfaced at any point and you would have been fine!!”

“That’s what I said to-….her” you covered your mouth as Mal slowly turned to look at you with wide eyes, Uma face palming as you winced “uh-“

“…(y/n) did you harbor a criminal?” Mal asked dryly, raising her brow as you shrugged.

“Technically no, I just, brought her food n all that…I honestly have no idea where she stayed, but we had a meeting place?” Mal sighed and shook her head, turning to look back at Uma who stiffened up in a defensive stance. “Also, Ex-criminal” you stated, shrugging as Mal just gave you an exasperated look “jus’ sayin”

“Whatever, Uma, I need that” Mal held her hand out towards Uma, looking at the ember in the sea-witches hand. “to break a spell”

“Cast by maleficent, proxied by Audrey, sleeping beauty’s daughter” Carlos explained, eyes locked onto the ember in Uma’s hand.

“So-the good guys the bad guy-“ Uma furrowed her brows as she tried to figure out how Maleficent cast the spell through Audrey. “well, I might not give it back, see what happens” your smile dropped and you stepped closer to Uma, taking her shoulder.

“Uma no, Harry and Gil are still in Auradon and we need the ember to save them if anything has happened to them, neither of them answered my calls and I don’t want to risk anything” Uma just pursed her lips, looking between you and the pleading Mal, who looked more worried as time went on.

“Guarantee me, that any single villain kid that wants to, can get off the isle” Mal pressed her lips together at Uma’s demand, wanting to agree but the deal she had made with Beast prodded the back of her mind.

“I-I can’t do that” Mal stuttered, clenching her hands by her sides, watching the ember carefully as Uma rolled her eyes and walked to the edge of the bridge. “Can't do that” Uma muttered, turning and holding the ember over the water “Well how bout now?!”

“Deal!” Mal screamed desperately, not bothering to hide the panic on her face as she held her hands out towards Uma “Deal, deal! I promise every kid will come off, but please!...Please.” Uma looked at Mal carefully, looking for any deception before she relented.

“Fine” Uma muttered, sliding the ember into her jacket “but I’m keeping it, because if you think I trust you to save Auradon on your own” she laughed a bit, giving Mal a once over “Think again” Mal closed her eyes and sighed, at least the ember would be on their side.

“Okay fine, this is fine, we need to go now though, Jay!” he nodded and pressed the bridge button, the magic extending from the broken bits they were standing on towards Auradon. “let’s go, we have no time to lose!” Mal jogged forward, Evie, Jay, Carlos, Celia, and Hadie following close behind, leaving you with Uma.

“When we find the boys, I’m blaming the entire ‘hiding you for 3 years and never telling them’ thing on you, since it was your idea and I would like to stay in Harry’s good graces” you joked, booping Uma’s nose and grabbing her hand to drag her along to follow the others down the bridge.

Uma rolled her eyes and hurried her pace, realizing that things were a lot more serious than she had thought, Mal hadn't even tried to start an argument, only focused on saving Auradon.

-end of p5-

part 5 yall!!!! the vks got the ember and mal discovered something new~!!! her dad! yeah in this Mal legit had no idea who her dad was, all she knew was that he was human and he was banished by her mother for his human weaknesses. so Mal thought her dad was a completely different person due to her mothers lies and just now found out it was a lie an all that. yeah bunch of shit XD so Ben is now a beast and Uma is here~!!!! hope yall enjoyed~!!

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Hermit DSMP Swap AU: Part 4

... Skeppies- not in his house... he was in his mansion. Now he is in a mine. That’s not normal, or shouldn't be normal. Who knows what’s normal really. “I reject normal,” He muttered to himself before turning and yelling down the mineshaft “Baaaaaad... Very funny Bad!” He started back down the mine shaft, Bad had to be hiding around a corner up here somewhere. “How did you do it?... Bad?” No response “Bad! Stop hiding already, I know you’re there.” 

Wait, what was this. Skeppy stopped and squinted at the mineshaft walls. He’s a literal diamond, Skeppy knows a thing or two about rocks, and this was a rock he had never seen before. The whole wall was made up of large patches of this dark scaly stone. He knocked his knuckles against it, his diamond skin barely scratching it. “What the hell?” He said and was disappointed when Bad didn't interrupt with his typical ‘language.’ This gave him an idea. He cursed louder. Still silence. Skeppy frowned. Maybe Bad really wasn’t there. 

“Well, I'm leaving now. Last chance.” Still nothing. There was a sinking feeling in Skeppy’s chest. Bad wasn’t there. If this wasn’t a prank then what was this. Skeppy hurried down the mineshaft wasting no time in finding the ladder and climbing out into the sunlight. He exited the little house at the top only glancing back down the mine shaft once through the glass floor. He came out on the edge of a bay, mountains and trees behind him. There was some dirt scaffolding laid out in a massive square across the water, and a nether portal and some chests could be seen on a tiny island in the distance.  

He blinked at it for a minute and then Skeppy did what he always did when he didn’t know what to do. He started yelling.

“Hey yooo! Anyone, there!? Anyone out there?! Hellooooo, I’m talking to you!?” His voice echoed back to him and the water lapped softly against the beach. Skeppy scowled “Well, if you don’t want to be friendly then I’ll just leave. How about that? You hear me? I’m leaving, never returning. Not coming back.” He shouted for the benefit of any hypothetical hiding onlookers as he marched into the forest and started climbing the hill. 

The forest quickly thinned and the hill became more of a cliff, and soon he was climbing over rocky boulders and through flat patches of blue-green grass with the occasional grazing sheep. He came over the next hill and stopped short. The mountain dropped off in front of him and in the plain below looked to be some kind of a village. He squinted; a collective of houses built around what looked to be some kind of pole. 

He heard a bleating sound behind him and turned just as something white with horns rammed into him, knocking him off the cliff and sending him tumbling down the rocky slope, head over heels, till he slid to a stop at the bottom. He looked up at the blue sky and groaned. If he wasn’t a literal rock, he would have been covered in bruises. As it was he still felt like shit.    

“Well look at what the goat dropped in.” Someone laughed. Skeppy tilted his head back to look behind him, everything upside down. A man in a red sweater cast his shadow over him. 

He smiled and the corners of his eyes creased, his shadow growing as a pair of wings spread slightly behind him “Hey there, you seem new, welcome to Boatem town.” 

“Uuuuu... hey there?” 

“You just gonna to lie there, buddy?” He laughed again, reaching out a hand. 

Skeppy blinked and shook his head rolling over and taking the offered hand as the man helped him up. 

“By the way, I’m Grian, whatcha doing out here?” 

“Skeppy, and I, with my excellent sense of direction, was exploring and definitely not lost in any way. I know exactly where I am. And I’m definitely not the victim of some unnamed prankster” He said, starting to walk towards the village and looking around. They were behind a big mossy house.

“Oooh, a prank you say, I’ve got to hear this.” Grian said, following. They walked around the house into the village center, a tower of boats hovered in the middle over an ominous pit. 

“Naaah it’s boring really,” Skeppy waved his hand dismissively as he stopped near the edge of the Boatem hole and peered over. It went all the way down to bedrock, like L’manburg. “Huh... interesting...”

“Ah, yes. That is the Boatem hole, we're planning on opening it up to the void at some point.” Grian explained.

“The void? Wait, you can do that? That sounds awesome. Imagine the pranks you could pull with that” Skeppy said his curiosity getting the better of his caution.

“I know right, Scar’s already fallen down there several times,”

“Hey Grian, who’s your friend there?” A man with in a maroon coat and a tinny hat said coming over. When he came closer Skeppy noticed a long scar running diagonally across his nose and face. 

“Hey Scar! Speak of the devil,” Grian called out to the aptly named man. “This is Skeppy, he’s absolutely not lost.” Grian quipped, smiling, his voice full of sarcasm. 

“You’re lost you say,” Scar said his voice full of all the honey of a car salesman. Skeppy would know, he used the same honeyed tone when trying to talk Bad or Techno into something that probably wasn’t going to end all that well for them but would be absolutely hilarious to watch. 

“Not lost,” Skeppy quickly corrected. 

“Well even those who aren’t lost are trying to get somewhere. I’m sure you wouldn’t object to us sharing a shortcut or too.”

This man was good. Skeppy didn’t want to look too desperate though. Just add a bit of hesitation sprinkled with some skepticism, that should do it “Well... I suppose a shortcut sounds like a good idea. I am heading for the Badlands, know a faster way to get there?”

Skeppy was met with vacant looks, the car salesman gone. “Actually I have no idea where that is,” Scar shrugged sheepishly “How about you Grian,” 

Grian shook his head “Nope... now that I think about it, how did you get on the server anyway,”

“Um... I... I think, I think I just spawned... It’s hard to remember honestly, it’s been so long.” Skeppy frowned at the strange question. 

Grian and Scare glanced at each other in shock. New players weren't born, they were spawned, but it was very rare for players to spawn for the first time in a community server. Usually they spawned in a private server and then moved into a community when they found one that worked for them. 

“Oh!” Skeppies eyes went wide with realization then horror. If a diamond could blanch, Skeppy was the closest thing to that. “...This isn’t the Dream SMP, is it?” 

“Oh dear...” Grian Muttered, “That’s not good.”

---

TFC had been mining. Now he was standing in the middle of a quartz building. That wasn’t normal. His connection to the server had always been a bit glitchy. Maybe this was just another instance of server glitch. He had been frozen in place for days, lagged out, and even defended. Teleportation could just be added to that list. And it wasn’t all that bad, it’s not like it dumped him in the middle of the ocean or lava. As it was, it seemed like he was in someone's starter base. 

He walked down the stairs and out the glass front doors. There were pools of water to either side of a walkway and the yard was cluttered with large colorful statues. A muffin, a duck. Goodness the hermits were already at it with the pranks this season. 

He walked around the statues and came to the front gate of the grounds. A long wooden path lead off in one direction, and wrapped around behind the mansion in the other. A large red multi story building loomed in the distance. The hermits really had gotten busy. 

It was always nice to see what other people were making but he needed to get back to his mine. He took the path following it around the back of the mansion. The path dropped off suddenly. He jumped down and landed with a grunt before taking some bread out of his pocket and munching on it as he rounded the corner of the quartz building's foundation. 

He faltered as his eyes fell on a massive blackstone building looming out of the sea, two imposing lava infused towers book ending the walls at either side... And he had thought the Red build had been big for early game. This was definitely too big for early game... even by hermit standards. 

He slowly walked closer. Beyond the Quartz house was mostly just an open field until it reached the water. As he got closer he noticed his pickaxe suddenly become unnaturally heavy. It felt strangely like Mining Fatigue. What would a Guardian be doing out here? He returned his pick to his inventory. TFC had seen a lot of things in his time, and this thing felt off. 

“Pst..” 

TFC jumped and looked around for the source of the noise. 

“Over here,” 

Now he noticed the footprints in the ground and a floating potion bottle. That sounded like Etho. 

“Etho?” TFC queried.

“Yeah, it’s me. Here drink this, I can explain later,” Etho said, shoving the potion into TFC’s work calloused hands. 

TFC looked down at the bottle of bubbling silver liquid for a moment before uncorking it and downing the liquid. He trusted the young man with his life. 

--- 

Sam started up from his chair in the dark room where he had been flipping through the prison's security camera feeds, lit only by the glow of the computer screens. He expanded the outside front camera feed to full screen and rewound the feed. A strange old man he had never seen before slowly approached the beach by the prison then just disappeared. Who the hell was that and why did he take an invis potion. 

Sam scowled. “Not on my watch,” he muttered, summoning his trident from his inventory and marching for the exit.

[give-grian-rights]

HERMITCRAFT 8 LIVEBLOGGING

fifteen hermits worth of liveblogging. i am losing my mind. LONG POST AHEAD.

JOE HILLS (First HC8 Video)

Mumbo did the speech. he forgot everything he was supposed to say <3

Pearl and Gemini were just .in a pit . having stuff thrown onto them

Every Hermit is staying on the same continent !!

FIRST DEATHS VERY QUICKLY, Iron Golems took out Tango and Etho (maybe more?)

Joe seems to be the only one looting the chests

Evil Jevin !!

Evil Xisuma appearance on Jevin’s 60 second video!

Pearl has something planned for an “archeticual wonder” for a resupply area upon death?

Stress, Xisuma and Joe are capturing villagers and starting up a resupply debut.

Bdubs is killed by Cleo and is now OUT FOR BLOOD

First death counts- Etho, Tango, Bdubs, Cleo?

Cleo was killed by Keralis

Joe has now supplied Cleo with weapons and food . She left but not before saying “Time to kill BDubs again!”

Gemini was killed by Bdubs! They both died and are now at spawn.

Pearl was killed by Cleo

Pearl is planning a respawn inn !!

Cleo was killed by Iskall

Cleo was killed by Pearl

False, Stress, and Gemini team up??? AA!!! they brought a delivery of supplies to Joe <3

i wish i knew what was happening on that end .

APPARENTLY XISUMA IS ONTO MAKING THE SECOND VILLAGER BREEDER ALREADY ??

Iskall is the first with Diamonds??

Breathe in that ash !

WAIT IS TANGOS EYES LIKE THAT RN BECAUSE HES TEAMED WITH KERALIS AND BDUBS ???

KERALIS, BDUBS, AND TANGO TRIED TO DO A SHAKEDOWN ON JOE. HE TRIED TO DROP LAVA, GOT HIMSELF ONTO TWO HEARTS BECAUSE HE PLACED IT ON HIMSELF, AND IS NOW SWIMMING OUT INTO THE SWAMP

the big eyed trio are now off to shake down Gemini

Joe fell in Lava in the Nether

Joe Death To Lava Two: Electric Boogaloo

Joe drowned trying to kill a glowsquid

WATCH JOE’S VIDEO OH MY GOD SEAN HILLS RECAP RAP??? MY BELOVED????? i am gonna be streaming this unironically later LIKE OH MY GOD THIS SLAPS. ALSO THE CREDITS AT TEH END IS HILARIOUS

Zedaph Episode Recap

Zed gave us a recap of the continent every Hermit will be living on !!

Wouldn’t recommend Zedaph as the first video for the season, he skips the intro/speech but it’s Zedaph and hes making it fun!! Lots of nice editing :)

~SCIENCE TIME !~

Zedaph.. why is your starter base made out of concrete ?

There are no sheeps whatsoever on his mountain

Hes calling his lab an icecream sandwich..yeah i see it

Zed tried to make a portal underater...f

Scar died to a creeper </3

Zedaphs base is gonna be tracking how long hes there/someones loading the chunk!

XISUMA LIVE BLOGGING

A cool cinema scene of him becoming an axolotl!! <3

NOW I CAN SEE IT, GRIAN WAS THE FIRST DEATH!! Death by Iron Golem!!

XIsuma’s baseplans need over 45 THOUSAND BLOCKS TO BE PLACED

He’s also planning on making a shulkershell farm!!

i’m not gonna lie ! talking axolotl X is horrifying ! thanks !

Day one Villager Breeder... chaos.

Xisuma Derp! looked straight at a buncha wool and said how badly he needed beds and then walked away

THE GIRLS CAME OVER AND CONVINCED HIM HE NEEDS TO MOVE THE DESIGN OVER MY FIVE BLOCKS FOR SWAMP VILLAGERS..

THE GIRLS ARE JUST LAUGHING AT HIM AND HIS VILLAGER TROUBLES

day one and Xisuma has got his axolotl!!

Very pretty starterbase!!

XB’s

..I’m not gonna lie theres not much to say!! He’s very calm :) he says hes going into it without a plan, and htat last season was the only time he had any thought of what he was gonna do.

He made a real nice starter house and thats about it!

Cleo’s

Bdubs: “She ain’t gonna hurt me!! i’m invincible, babey!”

Cleo learnt that BDubs will never hurt her even if she deserves it . I am starting to realize why she kills him

SHE DECIDED SHES GONNA BE A PROPER CHAOS GREMLIN THIS SEASON...

AISDJASID CLEO GOT PAID TO KILL BDUBS?? HDUIAIHSI SCAR WHY

“Alright I found my mission for the season! Murder.”

Cleo, Mumbo, Grian, and Scar are all holed up in a cave together!

..Scar died from a skeleton !

Cleo has now split from Grian and Mumbo! Scar is missing in action

CLEO FOUND A GOAT

SHES KILLING THE GOAT???

she got a HORSE <3 and Joe gave her a saddle! I think her name is..Widget?

She LOVES the candles for shamboo n waterbottles and bits n bobs for her armorstands!!

Got her Armorstand stickgod book <3

Geminitay POV

NEW HERMIT NEW HERMIT NEW HERMIT!!

She has a LOVELY voice!!

The pov of her in a hole . being surrrounded . is kinda hilarious

It might’ve been Etho who was first death?? I GENUIENLY CANNOT TELL BECAUSE OF EDITING

All the murder was just for heads!

Seriously her voice is. wow

WE LOVE A QUEEN WHO KNOWS HOW TO CRAFT A SHIELD WITHOUT USING THE GUIDE <3

False, Gemini, and Stress are on the great journey for MOSS !

Gem just blew their minds with the moss.

TANGO KERALIS AND BDUBS ARE BACK Keralis: “Show the diamonds show the diamonds show the diamonds!” Gem: “Keralis. This is not how you make friends.”

The boys suecessfully recieved a diamond each

Etho n Iskall are travelling together!! You dont see those two together often

Etho got a glowsquid head!!

Gem: “Etho doesn’t share, is what i’m learning..?”

Etho hooked her with a fishing rod and said she has to do what he said .

In order to get the diamonds, Tango, Keralis, and BDubs placed down a sign saying “Gem is Great!” and Gem used a glow inksack on it.

Etho: “So..What is this? Do you have an ego, or this a motivational thing, or..?” He said, while laughing

Iskall: “I think its really funny that you have set your base up in the middle of a birch forest.” Gem: “I love birch forests! Do you not like my birch forest? Iskall: “I love it, yeah.” Gem: “This is the best biome in the game, Iskall.” Iskall: “Mmmm..” Etho: “I’m pretty sure I heard Iskall talking earlier that like, of all the biomes in the game, there was one he hated more than anything. Gem: “Oh really? And what was that one?” Iskall: “..Taiga.” Gem: “Taiga.. That’s true, thats a good one, thats a good one.” Iskall: “Don’t like Taiga.” Gem: “Mhm.” Etho: “Which one do you hate more than anyone?” Iskall: “..Diorite fields. Thats a bad one.” Etho: “Yeah thats a bad one.” Gem: “Didn’t know about that one. Well make sure to avoid’em. Birch forests are really good.” Iskall: “I’m a big fan of birch forests.” Gem: “Yeah, me too, me too. I’m glad we’re on the same page :) This is so beautiful! All the white and- and the like zebra stripes! is fantastic.” Iskall: “I..Um.. Yes.”

OH SHE’S CANADIAN,, ETHO HAS A FRIEND /j

She’s still in college :O SHE’S A SCIENTIST?? SHES WORKING AT A HOSPITAL?? POG!!

She accidentally found an enchanted golden apple in a mineshaft!! she thinks its the first she ever found in survival!!

She has a cow, sheep, and a few crop farms set up!! Her starter house has INTERRIOR!

SHE CHANGED HER SKIN AND ITS SO PRETTY AND HAS OVERALL AND I LOVE IT!!

shes doing a cottage core inspired base!

WOAHH!!! SHE MADE HTE MOST GOREGOUS CUSTOM TREE I’VE EVER SEEN ??

BDUBS IS HERE and he is so so so impressed by the tree ?!

also hes carrying a clock.. :(

He’s here with a present!

HE BROUGHT BAMBOO!

she thinks its so funny that he stops conversations to sleep AOIDHFEAUI\

SCARS

WE GOT A TRANSITION SCENE!! the canonical reason for the bed in his old village always being occupied is because underneath it, was his wizard portal!

Bdubs: “It’s a new season! You’re the little guy now!”

They are all very amused by that ^

they’re rubbing the fleece of bdubs jacket .

Bdubs: “Have a nice rub :)” PLEASEAHSIOJDIUASLDHIASDA

His starter base is gonna be a wagon and he wants the end game to be a bioshock esque skyscraper!

he confused a horse for a player . flashback to iskall thinking mumbo was a mob

PEOPLE THINK MUMBO DOESNT HAVE PANTS ON.... </3

Scar, Mumbo, and Grian.. have NO braincells. at all. THey just placed a crafting table with a boat on top with a bed on top with a boat on top .

this is what BROS FOR LIFE looks like.

BOATEM POLE !

SCAR IS STUCK UNDERGROUND IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT IRL AND HAS NO PICKAXE..

AND HE DIED TO A CREEPER .

it seems like Grian, Mumbo, and Scar are working together !!!! HOLY SHIT !!

THERES SO SO SO MANY FARMS???????

he died several times trying to catch a skeleton with a sword

FIRST CHEST MONSTER OF THE SEASON <3

SCAR JSUT TOLD BDUBS HE LOOKS LIKE OSCAR THE CROUCH... BDUBS CANNOT EVEN ARGUE

OH NO.... GRIAN WENT AFK IN A HOLE . WITHOUT A HELMET .

THEY PUT A  GLOWSQUID HEAD ON HIM

OH MY GOD MUMBO MADE A NOTEBLOCK SONG?? AJUDA

SCARS BUILTING IS SO SO SOOS GOREGOUS SERIOUSLY GO WATCH THE VIDEO OH MY GOD ITS HUGE

its a giant ass house boat wagon . its pulled by a llama . that killed him . so now its trapped, pulling hte agon, forever

Grian: “..Thats a very big house, for a very little hat.”

GRIANS SUPER SPECIAL EGG??

SCAR PUNCHED IT..

they really came out here . and killed the egg already.

Scar: “..I touched the thing”

TANGO POV

We see the three big eyed boys forming <3 they interrupted Tangos intro

THEY’RE BULLYING HIM ABOUT HAVING SMALL EYES AHIDUIASUHDWIS

HE TRIED TO CALL THE TRIO TEAM BUG EYE... THE OTHERS ARE VERY OFFENDED

they found an axolotl and Bdubs was TERRIFIED just screaming “WHAT IS THAT YELLOW THING?!”

BDUBS IS ATTACKING IT ???

okay nope Bdubs caught one and Tango lost it

Bdubs is naming his axolotl Idiot

AMAZING HOUSE. WHY IS TANGO SO GOOD AT BUILDING AND REDSTONE??

Impulse POV

MUMBO TRIED TO PLACE DOWN A BERRY BUSH TO HURT IMPULSE . HE FORGOT HOW BUSHES WORK..

I DIDNT EVEN NOTICE THAT IMPULSE WAS IN THE BOATEM POLE

so it looks like those four are hteo nes who grouped up together

PEARL BROKE THE CONSTITUION SHE GOT IN THE WRONG BOAT SMH

THIS IS SEASON EIGHT! FIVE BROS !

So its gonna be about five people in the same area!!

YOO!! Fantasy build for Impulse!!

G gave Impulse a spyglass, they had a fun moment of zooming in on eachothers face and complimenting eachother IHAUDIHAW

Grian and Impulse worked on an xp farm!

ASHDUIWAHISD GRIAN JUST LOGGED ON INFRONT OF HIM

a pillager stole his boat . not just any pillager . the one with a banner. </3

he has to live with Mumbo tuning a song .. </3 haha

Mumbo POV

it took fifteen seconds until Grian ran in during Mumbos intro

CONFIRMED? GRIAN WAS FIRST DEATH?

SECOND PERSON TO THINK MUMBOS PANTS ARE SKIN COLOR. GRIAN..

Grian: “Can you..Briefly explain why you’re just wearing a hawaiian shirt?” Mumbo: “Uh- what do you mean ‘just wearing a hawaiin shirt? I have shorts on as-well, dude”

FOLLOWED BY

Mumbo: “Can you explain why you’re wearing a red jumper?” Grian: “You know- you know i was born with this!”

MUMBO AND GRIAN STOLE THE BOAT LOOT FROM RENDOC

I THINK RENDOC JUST STOLE THE DIAMOND MUMBO THREW??

Grian: “Is that Scar?” Mumbo: “I can’t see past your giant waffle!”

DSFSDFJIOA they did an edit where they placed down a boat, both Mumbo and Grian got in, they made noises and then bopped up on top of the ravine they were in <3

THEY HAVE NO BRAINCELL THEY JUST PLACED DOWN A BENCH AND SAID “THIS IS THE MARK OF OUR VILLAGE!” and then placed a torch and a boat and a bed and aANOTHER BED..

..Mumbo is trying to be a pacifist this season!

Grian’s taunting him with beheaded things

And obviously part of being pacifist means he’s gonna be vegetarian in minecraft!

..he cannot use monster farms because pacifisim..

Mumbo was in the middle of reading the magical Timmy shack that Tango made (did i remember to mention that? who knows) and IN THE MIDDLE OF GETTING TO THE PART ABOUT IF YOU REMOVE STUFF FROM THE CHEST, NOTHING WILL BE ADDED IN IT AGAIN. Grian opened the chest . Mumbo SHOUTED HIAUDHUW Grian jumped man

They renamed it “Cave of Do Not Enter” HIAUEDUH

Mumbo and Scar BOTH did not know- at least Mumbo didn’t, Scar forgot,  that podzol spawns from two-by-two spruce..

him and his guitar song to be played underneath his house.. it goes with the aesthetic i suppose

MAN HE NEEDS SO MUCH HAYBALES I FORGOT THATS NEEDED FOR THE TUNE HE WANTS

Mumbo: “What.. On Earth.. Scar, it’s meant to be a starterbase, buddy! What is this? This is many things, many many things, a starterbase is NOT one of them!”

HE LITERALLY DIDNT KNOW THAT THE DRAGON EGG TELEPORTS... WHEN YOU TOUCH IT...

BDUBS

nothing special we havent seen yet!! just him screaming about axolotls.

He was working in the Mesa in his intro, skipping the “speech” from Mumbo

He released Idiot the Axolotl and lost it .

Him SCREAMING “Gemini” is HILARIOUS

While Gemini gave away those three diamonds, Keralis got so excited he won a bet with Tango and Bdubs, that he gave back . two of the diamonds . and none of htem released until well after they left

Bdubs: “That’s why i have my mwoss skin!” PLEASE I LOVE THE WAY HE SAYS IT.. make the moss hood.. REAL..

it took me a while to figure out what his base is but i LOVE IT so so much!!!

Nothing much new to add !!

Stress pov

please i love her . very good !! False seems to have joined her sheerly because Stress sounded like she knew what she was doing. she does not.

False felt peerpressured and asked Stress for permission to fight her because everyone was killing eachother .

It ended up with Stress following False. they found a village!

ISKALL only saw him one other time today!!

JEVIN APPEARS AGAIN !

XISUMA FELL INTO HTE BREEDER AND IT WAS SO FUNN IUAHHYIAUSD

Ren: “Ya look goregous, Stress!” Stress: “Thanks! Don’t murder my dog!”

She’s so proud of herself for caving!! (with False n Gem

Iskall blew up!

..Iskall fell from a high place

Stress has a LOVELY ravine base!!

False

False wants to become pirates with Stress <3

gatekeep gaslight girlboss

BIG OL MUSHROOM HOUSE !!

it looks like a mushroom church and i LOVE IT.

Nothing new we didn’t see from Gem. She does want to come up with a banner design for her base, though!

Grian

..Mumbo just thought Grian had a purpose so decided to follow him <3

ALSO HIS INTRO, AS HE JOKED ABOUT IN THE OTHERS VIDEO, WAS, IN FACT, THE BOATEM POLE

Grian is SO PROUD of the fact taht they got good loot from a treasure map. Ren and Doc are NOT IMPRESSED

Grian: “Lets go, potato boy!”

Mumbo: “I don’t have to replace everything I break! Peace Love and Plants- are these plants..?” He says, mining amethyst

pants

he who controls the egg, controls the server... Grian.. you’re doing great sir

...He decided.. his goal.. is to make his OWN..caves and cliffs update... HELLO..?

Grian was the first one to kill the enderdragon, MAN. Speedrunning career WHEN? /j

Grian: “And now [Mumbo] is flexing on my bed!”

he might not have a base. but he has an egg.

It is now 2am. i cannot do this anymore. This will be continued.. tomorrow!

[c-r-ash-crash]

New Life Ch 3

Bdubs’ communicator exploded with vibrations as messages flooded into the chat. Most of them were some variation of demanding to know exactly what the Boogeyman was. Bdubs was curious too, but he noticed that the server had sent him a private message. Quietly, he checked it and his eyes scanned over what it said.

“You are the boogeyman. You must by any means kill a green or yellow life by direct action to be cured of the curse. If you fail, next session, you will become a red name. All loyalties and friendships are removed while you are the boogeyman.”

Bdubs ran his tongue over his lips nervously. Oh. As subtely as he could, he glanced down at his wrist. Four hearts were still there, marked in dark green ink. He tilted his comm slightly to check the color of his eyes. They were still dark brown as always. He blew out a breath. The bloodlust hadn’t started yet. He had a few hours at most to get away from everyone else on the server. To warn them.

Then, he read over the message again. “If you fail, next session, you will become a red name.” Slowly, the meaning sunk in. Unless he killed someone within the next nine days, he would kill everyone. Then, he glanced up at Etho. He was so, so screwed.

Scott trailed behind Pearl as she clambered over the hill, looking for a good place to set up their base. He rubbed at the skin on his wrist, but stopped once he realized what he was doing. He closed his eyes and tried to shut out the sight of Jimmy’s smiling face, hands rubbing over his palm. Jimmy had always rubbed at his wrist like that whenever he was stressed. He had promised Scott that he himself would die before he let anyone take a single life from Scott. Guess he had been right.

Scott missed him. He missed the sunshine that would come with the blonde as soon as he entered the room. He missed the bright smile and bubbly laughter. He missed being able to smile, missed those fleeting moments where he thought everything might be okay. As long as he had Jimmy by his side, nothing could go wrong. His crown sat heavy against his brows.

Suddenly, a voice startled him out of his thoughts. “Scott?” Pearl called out from the top of the hill. “You alright?” Scott’s eyes snapped open, and he met Pearl’s concerned expression. “Oh, yes, I’m fine,” he replied, plastering a small smile onto his own face. Pearl didn’t buy it. “Scott, if you need a moment, we can stop for a bit.” “No, no,” Scott assured her. “Really, Pearl. I’m fine.”

Then, his eyes caught on a small smudge of bright red against the green grass. He cupped the flower gently in his hand. Then he plucked it and tucked the poppy behind his ear. “Let’s go,” he said, marching on.

Bdubs’ pick dug into the iron ore, pulling the metal free. He picked up the item drops and tucked them into his bag. “Oh, so I figured out what that boogeyman thing was about,” Etho said from the other end of the cave, startling Bdubs into dropping his pick. “Oh, sorry,” Etho said. “Anyways, that boogeyman thing. Basically, we have to kill someone else or else we get down to our red life.” “Wow,” Bdubs said, voice even. “Glad neither of us got that then.” “Well, you can’t be sure of that,” Etho said. “For all you know, the server could have chosen me.” Bdubs chuckled lightly. “C’mon, don’t joke about that. Sounds like you basically have to act like a red life or else you actually become one. If you ask me, that sounds like some pretty serious pain.”

“Yeah, no doubt,” Etho said, pocketing more coal drops. “But if I were the boogeyman, I could kill you right now if I wanted to.” Bdubs’ heart skipped a beat. He was the boogeyman. Etho didn’t have to kill anyone. Besides, he was still on his green life, or rather his dark green life. The bloodlust wouldn’t have started yet.

Suddenly, a pickaxe embedded itself into the stone next to Bdubs’ head. He whirled around to see Etho’s hand on the hilt. “What the heck, Etho?” he exploded. “You almost hit me!” “But I didn’t,” Etho said with a shrug. “Wasn’t planning too anyways. Just wanted to scare you.” “W-well you did a great job of that,” Bdubs spluttered.

Suddenly, he realized how close at hand his sword was, how close Etho’s unarmored chest was. He shoved the thought down. He wasn’t on his red life yet. He couldn’t kill anyone yet. He wouldn’t kill anyone. His stomach began to turn in knots, and he turned his attention back to mining, trying to quiet the pounding headache that had sprung up. He wouldn’t kill anyone. He wouldn’t. Then his hands began shaking.

“I think I’m gonna go get some food,” he mumbled, stumbling back up the mineshaft he and Etho had made. Once he reached the little shelter they had made for themselves, he slid down against the wall, grateful for the feeling of cool stone against his feverish skin. Shakily, he pulled out his comm and re-read the boogeyman message for the thousandth time. A single word jumped out at him. “Cured.” Unless he killed someone, he would die.

Grian slipped through the dark trees, watching for a zombie and listening for the telltale hiss of a creeper or a bow being drawn. The forest was quiet, and any hint of monsters was far off. He still didn’t remove the cloth covering his small lantern. Then, from in front of him came the sound of loud cheerful singing.

He picked up his pace as he recognized the sound of the voice. “Scar!” he called. The singing stopped. “Grian?” Scar asked nervously, as the light of a small lantern flooded the forest. Grian uncovered his own lantern just a smidge, and caught a flash of light blue. He froze. “Is that diamond armor?” he asked, stunned. “You like it?” Scar asked, spreading his arms wide once Grian came into sight. “How did you of all people end up the first in diamond armor?” Grian asked incredulously. “Just lucky I guess,” Scar said with a shrug. Then Grian noticed the six pack etched into the diamond.

He couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at his lips. “That’s not diamond armor is it?” “What?” Scar said exaggeratedly. “Of course it is!” “Armor doesn’t have six packs engraved into it.” Scar’s brow furrowed in disappointment. “Is it really that obvious?” he pouted. “Only ‘cause of the obviously fake muscles,” Grian teased. “What is that made out of anyways?” Scar shrugged. “Cloth. Had some tailor make it for me before we moved to Season eight.” “So you mean if I hit you, it won’t give you any protection?” “Of course it will,” Scar said. “No need to test it out.” Grian punched him in the chest.

Scar stumbled back, winded. “Yeah, that’s what I thought,” Grian muttered to himself. “How do you hit so hard, dude?” Scar wheezed. “You have like no muscle on those arms.” “Says the man with a fake six pack engraved into his armor,” Grian shot back. “But seriously, don’t underestimate me.” “I don’t,” Scar said, recovering somewhat. “I only survived the game because I had you on my side.”

Grian’s lips pressed into a thin line. “What is it?” Scar asked, mood plummeting instantly. “Scar,” Grian began, tone dead serious. “Everything that happened last time, it’s all null and void. Our old alliance...it’s dead.” “So you mean I can’t put you on a llama and take you to the desert?” Scar joked. Grian didn’t smile. “You really mean that?” Scar asked, crestfallen. Grian nodded tightly. “New round, new rules.” Then he perked up. “Which speaking of, have you tried the give life command?”

“The what command?” Scar said, slightly startled by the sudden change in topics. “Yeah,” Grian said excitedly. “Apparently we can give each other lives, this round. Which, when you think about it, explains why we all got a random amount of lives. And it explains why some of us even got four lives.” “That actually makes a lot of sense,” Scar mused. “But who would I even try the command on?” he asked. “Well, you’ve got me,” Grian suggested. “I’ll give it right back, I promise. I just want to see how it works.”

Scar hesitated for a moment, searching Grian’s face. But then he said: “Alright, how do I do this give life command.” “Say this,” Grian said, typing something into his communicator. Scar’s own comm buzzed. “Why can’t I just repeat after you?” Scar asked. “Because then I’d give you a life,” Grian explained. “And if I did that, I’d be on my red life. And I really, really don’t want that.” “That makes sense,” Scar said with a nod. Then, he began reading off the comm.

“ᓭꖎᔑᓭ⍑ ⊣╎⍊ᒷ ꖎ╎⎓ᒷ”

Golden light enveloped Grian and Scar, and their feet lifted off the ground. The light drifted from Scar, wrapping itself around Grian, settling in his bones, and etching another heart into his wrist. The ink turned a vibrant lime green, and suddenly both Grian and Scar dropped to the ground.

Grian stumbled for a moment, then he regained his bearings. “That was something,” Scar muttered, still trying to regain his balance. Then, Grian glanced down at his communicator. He reached to turn it off, but glanced down at the list of player names. His hands stopped as he realized Scar’s name was dark green. “Scar, it’s still saying you have four lives here.” “No, I have five left,” Scar said, proffering his wrist for Grian to see. There were indeed five dark green hearts there. Grian’s brow furrowed. “Wait, but that would mean...you started with six lives?” he asked, jaw dropping. Scar nodded. “Like I said, I’m just lucky.” Grian shook his head, clearing the whirlwind of questions that had sprung up.

“Yeah, I’m not giving this back,” he said. “What-no!” Scar exclaimed, reaching for Grian, but he was already sprinting away through the forest, laughter echoing off the trees.

Jimmy bounced along, skipping over the grass, tossing his spyglass between his hands. He reached the peak of the hill, and stretched. He hadn’t exactly gotten a good night’s sleep last night, worrying about what it meant that he was back in the game, and trying to figure out what this new boogeyman thing was. Besides, a small hole in the side of a mountain never made for a great shelter.

Suddenly, he heard voices drifting up the hill. He stopped, tucking his spyglass into his pocket, just in case. Two faces appeared over the top of the hill. He recognized Pearl’s dark colored hoodie and Scott’s bright blue hair. “Hey!” he called out, waving. Pearl returned it. Scott was a bit more hesitant, but his eyes lit up when he recognized Jimmy. “Hey!” he called back. A bolt of joy shot through Jimmy, but he ignored it. He and Scott couldn’t ally this round. He didn’t want to risk another incarnation of Dogwarts deciding the two of them were a threat.

“How are you?” Pearl asked, smile bright and enthusiastic. Scott was smiling too, the one he reserved just for Jimmy. Jimmy squashed down the butterflies in his stomach. He couldn’t think of Scott like that. Not anymore.

“Pretty good,” Jimmy replied, nonchalantly. “Were you guys able to find shelter last night?” Pearl nodded. “I actually found something else this morning,” Scott said, reaching behind his ear. It was just now that Jimmy noticed the crown tucked over Scott’s hair. He wondered where it had come from. He certainly hadn’t had it on Empires.

“Figured you’d like it,” Scott continued, proffering something to Jimmy. It was a bright red poppy. A pang of longing shot through Jimmy’s heart. He ignored it. Scott’s expression fell slightly when he saw that Jimmy wasn’t taking the flower. “It’s a poppy!” he said. “Just like last time, when you-” “I know,” Jimmy said gently, cutting him off. He pushed Scott’s hand down, and Scott’s smile fell. “I know, Scott. But I can’t do this. Not again.” “But-but...” Scott protested.

“New round, new rules,” Jimmy said sadly. “Besides I can’t...I can’t risk losing you again. And I don’t want you to have to lose me. We’re both on our yellow lives. I can’t go through that again. And it’s not fair to ask you to.” He hesitated for a moment, but then he gathered himself and marched past Scott and Pearl.

Scott watched him go, staring dumbly at Jimmy’s retreating form, hand curled tightly around the poppy. Then, his heart shattered.