#dsmp was the best and worst thing ever

[chjroptera]

ur one of my favorite people to talk about the dsmp and its lore intertwining with the real life content creators. god i just feel like it’s like one of the most nuanced things ive ever had the pleasure/displeasure of being apart of and discussing it requires actually so much knowledge and i hate when people do this shit but it really is a you had to be there thing to understand everything and understand the fallout of that server now alongside the dynamics between cc’s on there and how it is now (their feelings pertaining to that part of their lives). disregarding the quackity stuff rn but that also ties into it also obviously. just really the most insane strain of content that exists for a solid 3 years, like just the people that existed and created that server and the blurry lines between roleplay and real relationships and it actually bleeding into the cc’s friendships. looking back now at certain arcs and feeling uneasy about it but still trying to keep it separate as media versus real life. and just amplify it 100x by the fact that an actual worldwide pandemic was happening and 100k viewers then was todays 10k viewers. JESUS CHRIST YOU REALLY HAD TO BE THERE.

once i was in college and talked to more people and found out how popular dsmp REALLY is and how so many casual viewers have no fucking clue what was going on outside of twitter or even tumblr, it made me realize how insane this shit really is. dsmp seriously cannot be replicated or completely understood as a narrative because it wasn’t, there is no definitive canon and everyone has their own interpretation of dsmp based on how deep they were in, this includes the ccs themself its totally fucked

[hermitcraftx]

the only reason dream everrrr had a platform or was popular is bc everyone made thirst traps of. his blond fake sona for years (he has fucking BROWN HAIR???) and then when he revealed he was a pedophile creepy weirdo right after he revealed his face everyone that made a career making daddy dream manhunt NSFW didn't stop blogging because some people would fuck steaming piles of human garbage if it was white and had abs. like every dream stan I've ever met is perpetually living in 2021 and dream is too and if that's not the biggest sign of the world's most colossal fumble I don't know what is. genuinely the only talent dream has is being uncannily manipulative and vague to try and get away with everything and play the victim later on after he says genuine rancid dogshit but he's not even the best at that. genuinely he's the definition of a career made by other people and if he thinks for a second his little white suburban fake redneck yuppy mr beast wannabe that he's going to successfully be a right wing grifter after being known as the gogy wogy uwu yaoi queerbait streamer (and yes I do think he's genuinely the ONLY real person that word applies to) then he's fucking insane. ain't nobody fucks with him. he's a footnote in Minecraft history. the worst people alive in the community don't fuck with him. tommyinnit is having tea with jacksepticeye and doing comedy shows and having fun with all the remaining good internet ogs and regularly pulling lots of views meanwhile the only way dream stays relevant out of his cesspool wretch infested pedophile apologist echo chamber that is his fanbase is regularly triggering dsmp drama to feel sorry for himself. can't do manhunt without cheating and it wasn't even an original idea another abuser took that from him can't do an smp tommyinnit made that for him it really seems to me on a psychological level that to a degree some of that cdream shit wasn't roleplay because dream knew the most memorable part of the biggest part of his career would be tommyinnit forever and always. and now he has to fight for tommyinnit beef scraps saying slurs and shit when he's not even involved getting way too comfortable after Trump gets elected when tommy barely pays him more mind than he paid Logan Paul when he WORKED with dream for YEARS. tommyinnit gets to be known as the man who fostered love and care for his fan base, an all around good person and joy to be around and a ray of light in the dark space that is the mcyt space, and a guy never backed down on his morals and ethics whereas dreams only claim to fame now are being a cheating bigoted ableist creepy pedophile-esque freak with no concept of proper boss/employee conduct or creator/fan conduct with a Republican bastard and a sexual assaulter as friends who was seen as mildly hot by teenagers in 2021 without y'know being able to comprehend you're not supposed to reciprocate. and I know it keeps him up at night because otherwise he wouldn't try and regain relevancy by starting shit with Tommy every 6 months. is it because tommy is an adult now, clay??? when people look back on fond memories of fandom in 20-30 years not a single person will be able to look at anything dream has been apart of without grimacing not even his fans because I know all those arguments on behalf of a nasty ass pervert will not be fond memories. the only original thing he's done is say the r slur- oh wait. I mean groom minors- oh wait. I mean be a bigoted racist- oh wait. I mean have gross misconduct with a fan- oh wait. I mean start drama a lot in hopes of getting attention- oh wait. genuinely the most pathetic shadow nothingburger ass of a man I've ever seen in my life may dogs eat his face off in the middle of the night.

[zeta-in-de-walls]

A quick timeline of Tommy and Dream's friendship.

Dream and Tommy streamed together and they had a good time so Dream invited him to his server. Tommy streamed on the DSMP server and there's where he and the server both started to really blow up. Tommy and Tubbo were 16 and Dream was 21. (Tommy was on around 250k on youtube when he joined the server and Dream was at like 4 mil).

Dream gave Tommy a bunch of youtube advice around this time as well and they got into lots of long night calls as they were both pretty hardworking and interested in making it big on youtube.

When Tommy and Dream streamed together their streams were very popular. Their comedy seemed to mesh really well but there was some underlying friction. Tommy is hugely sarcastic and plays minecraft very ironically. He would at times like to misinterpret what people said and then remind them that he's a minor. Some of these jokes were funny. A few were more grating for me personally (Eg I never liked the 'what's the worst word you know' jokes). But yeah this was purely comedy and Tommy loves to take the mick out of his friends. Also sometimes Dream and his friends did make the odd inappropriate joke.

Eventually the server and the fanbase got really big and people got super invested into the minecraft roleplay. Tommy and Dream's exile arc where Dream played a cruel villain and Tommy his victim was particularly notable creating a huge narrative around their characters' dynamic.

Then Tommy started to get burnt out on the server. Everyone was a bit. Dream was also rarely ever online not to mention other things going on. Whatever the case, the DSMP was coming to an end.

There had been plenty of drama amongst the CCs and Dream had been through plenty. The most famous was the speedrunning cheating scandal. There was also the manatreed thing. But allegations started coming out that Dream could not ignore. He'd apparently been sexting a minor. A few other stories came out too. And fans began distancing themselves from Dream. There was pressure on the CCs too.

However, Dream had convinced the server of a new vision: Dream SMP season 2!! Reset the server and do it all over again. End all the current plots as best you can and get ready for more!!! So they made a terrible ending of them blowing up the server.

And then a lot of CCs spoke out and said they didn't want to do DSMP season 2. It didn't feel right. Maybe because of the allegations, maybe because the plot sounded bad.

So Dream pulled the plug on the idea. Tommy was probably not best pleased that season 2 tanked so soon after the dark ending.

But Dream came up with a new idea. THE USMP. It would be an international server with live translation or something. All we know is that he had gotten Tommy on board and Tommy was excited by this. Tommy wanted to do another server with Dream still.

But yeah, the allegations hadn't gone away and a new drama surfaced. Quackity had plans for his own new SMP he was passionate about and Dream was threatened as it sounded so similar to his own plan. (They happened to have come up with the ideas independently.)

This erupted into drama as Quackity left Dream on read and didn't engage with him.

And Dream's server.... didn't happen. Again the server he'd promised Tommy didn't seem any closer to being realised. Just like in the DSMP, Dream wasn't shown to being much good at organising anything. The ending of the DSMP was badly managed because communication was so bad.

So as USMP wasn't happening, Tommy had been seeing what was happening, seeing both sides and wrote a skit. If youtubers were honest which made fun of Dream's response to Quackity given everything. Tommy was likely mad at the USMP's failure to manifest and also the internet was really turning against Dream. CCs in general didn't want to associate with him. Partially the allegations, but also he is a difficult CC to work with and Tommy was likely very aware having organised big videos and vlogs himself.

Dream was shocked by this video. He felt betrayed at Tommy and thought Tommy was being two-faced. Being sweet in private but milking him for views in public. So he became antagonistic towards Tommy.

At this point, Dream sent a DM to Tommy's mother complaining about him. Yeah.

Seeing Dream's crazy responses and also facing more wake-up calls about his teenage years with hindsight and the Wilbur situation, yeah Tommy was very happy to cut ties with Dream.

He didn't make a huge deal about it but he stopped making content with him and he and his friends would sometimes joke about him negatively, sometimes on his podcast, sometimes just jabs here and there. He and his community were both anti-Dream though he'd never made any public statements about it, or what happened. The history was fairly private.

Until now, Dream saw Tommy making fun of xQc and decided to lash out at him and his fanbase and air out every issue he's had over the last few years. Tommy responded, and made it very clear he's blocked Dream and they're done.

[prettyinaccurate]

Hey we don’t know each other, but I just found out that you were the one who drew that picture of TommyInnit standing above the lava in the Nether with the caption “It’s not your time to die yet” on it?

I just wanted to say that back in the days of lockdown, I had heard of the dsmp but wasn’t interested in getting into it (I figured the story couldn’t be that compelling or worth looking into), but I randomly saw YOUR art piece and it made me go “Wow, okay wait, so there’s like, depth and angst and stuff to this thing? There’s more to it than silliness? Maybe I should check it out…”

And from there I became a massive dsmp fan, which got me through some of the worst of lockdown and got me over the worst/biggest art block I’d ever had, I met tons of fellow fans who became close friends of mine, I got into other minecraft-related spheres after the dsmp ended and had a wonderful time with those, and I’m still having fun with things like Hermitcraft and Life Series today with both old and new friends.

And in a way, I have you to directly thank for all of that, and for unintentionally being the catalyst that started a snowball rolling of so much joy in my life and so many new adventures online and irl.

So I know that art is one of your older pieces and you probably haven’t thought about it in a while, but I wanted to say thank you for drawing it and for unintentionally making an impact in the life of me, a stranger. I’m glad I found you and that you’re still active making other art (you’ve improved SO MUCH, btw! I loved your old stuff obviously but I LOVE your new stuff!), and I wish you happiness and gentleness all your life. I hope you never forget how your art can bring so much good that you’ll never even be aware of. Have a nice day!

It's hard not to be embarrassed about my Dream SMP days with everything that has happened after, but it's things like this that keep me from ever deleting old art. I am so glad that something I put into the world was able to - directly or not - develop into something that holds place in your memory.

I might not know you, but we are all the same; little things can spiral into meaningful experiences, and the connection we can form as artists, no matter how inconsequential, is more significant than any one body of work could ever hope to be.

I wish you the best 💕

[phxntomsdusk]

Saw the event, Congratulations!!!! Do you think I could request cc!Ted with the Friends to Lovers trope? Or! Reader is Charlie’s sibling? Either way have a wonderful day!

Totally friendly way - CC!Ted

summary: ever since Charlie introduced you to his friend, Ted, the two of you became best friends! Except.. do friends look at each other that way?

warnings: none <3

tags: @ax-y10 , @joviepog , @idontreallyexistyet , @pheliiaa , @rqvii , @ivvees-blog , @haunted-headset , @average-vibe , @vibestillaxxx (ask to be added!)

word count: 712

Having a famous content creator for a brother was interesting, to say the least. Constant screaming from the other room, cameras shoved in your face, your own name trending on Twitter. And of course the infamous nickname; slime-sib. It was possibly the dumbest thing, but it wasn’t the worst, besides what else would they call you? You were Slimecicle’s sibling!

Being his younger sibling had its ups and downs, growing up with a free at home comedian, constantly having something to watch on YouTube. And of course new friends.

When he was on the DSMP you knew some of his friends, such as Tommy, Wilbur, Phil. You never spoke to them outside of Charlie’s streams, but they were extremely nice to you either way. When he met up with Tommy, you were there. The QSMP, you knew some of them, but struggled to communicate because of language barriers outside of the server.

There was one friend that always stood out to you though, Ted. Ever since he had introduced you two, you grew practically inseparable. Ted quickly became your closest friends, spoke about you on the podcast, and would honestly talk about you more than Charlie ever did.

Charlie was aware of the fact that you and Ted were so close, he would even make sure to tease the both of you as much as possible. Whether it was calling you two partners, taking secret pictures and acting like you were on a date, or straight up posting about how you two were dating. Even though you weren’t.

It had been around two years since you guys first met, and honestly, it felt more like it’s been two years since you had gotten together.

Everyone treated you like a couple, even random strangers who saw you in public!

If you happened to go to a restaurant together, with Charlie, the two of you were treated like you were dating. If you were just out shopping, you could get a random comment about being a cute couple. The two of you were quick to deny these claims, but there was always the same comments every single time.

“You know, it’s so annoying lately.” You sighed and looked up at Ted, who was currently walking you home. “What is?” He chuckled softly, his arm wrapping around your shoulders.

“The constant looks! That old lady in the store asked when you were proposing, Ted. Can people not be just friends anymore?” You sighed as you made your way onto your porch, grabbing your keys from your pocket and turned to look at him. “I mean.. you get where I’m coming from, right?”

He was hesitant for a second, sighing under his breath and shrugged. Now, it was no lie that Ted had gained feelings for you. It was quite obvious at this point; but you were oblivious.

“Yeah, but— do friends look at each other like this?” His voice had gotten quiet, furrowing his brows as he moved his arm from around your shoulders. “What do you mean?”

He got caught up with his words, his hands moving around a bit as he struggled to think. “I just.. Y/N, listen.” He sighed and placed his hands on your shoulders, looking down at you with a more serious expression.

“We look at each other like we’re a couple, we hold hands, we cuddle on the couch, we go on practical dates. And you’re trying to tell me that you don’t feel the same way?” He had leaned down a bit closer to you, your lips merely inches apart as his gaze diverted down to them.

Was he being serious? Did he actually feel that way? “Never said I didn’t.” You spoke quietly, your gaze doing the same as his and went down to his lips.

Within a moment he quickly kissed you, his hands going down to gently hold your sides. Your own found their way to the sides of his face, smiling into the kiss as you leaned into it. It only lasted a few moments, before he pulled away and smiled at you.

“Can I spend the night? In a totally friendly way?” His tone teased you, earning an eye roll and a nod.

“Yeah, yeah. You can in a totally friendly way.”

[serpenndragon]

Some Eggpire stuff, tw for body horror

sooo I wanted to dive into Skeppy and his recovery after dying in the lava I am soooo so normal about the eggpire arc and wrote a bit about it here:

When bad pushed him you could see the instant realization of pure unfiltered horror grace his features followed by him reaching out and almost grabbing Skeppy in time but just barely missing by an inch In shock he hesitated for a split second before lunging to scrabble through the lava pool for the peices (yes peices) of Skeppy, gaining the burn scars on his own arms (demons are resistant but not immune to lava damage) to eventually pull him out in a horrifying disfigured clump The first thing that caught his eye were the shimmer of Skeppy's diamonds spread over most of his (remeaining) skin as a defense attempt from his own body, and next, how Skeppy was staring at him with his eye while the spak in it started to die out The worst part was seeing how the vines on skeppy's skin started to creep and try to incase and consume him in his dying state Bad was able to apply a totem just before Skeppy's last bits of life ran out and carried his living but disfigured body from the egglair I can imagine how broken Bad would be like utterly speechless and horrified as he carried him and dont get me started on the other's reactions upon seeing them Bad sat by his bedside for months without eating but eventually left on his boat to look for any kind of reconstruction magic he could use to help Skeppy You see where I'm going with how indescribably traumatic this was for both of them and it never went away Bad still sees that face in his nightmares and Skeppy was left with the memory of quite literally dying and being bedridden disfigured and suffering for months After the whole mess of Bad killing several people they pretend like everything is all fine and dandy Bad is the last one with the egg's influence and Skeppy stabs and kills him with a sword & uses a totem to get rid of the last of it After both are physically healed and several months after the dsmp fell apart and the egg was gone, they decided to make the best of what happened to them both and it made their bond stronger than ever They are still not even close to recovering mentally and may never be Annnnd the cherry on top is them getting seperated bc of the qsmp.. like fucking imagine I need them together again rn I'm not even silly hahah goofy anymore I will die if they dont

Anywayyys yeah I love c!skephalo with all of my being and will continue to scream their story from the rooftops even if nobody gives a fuck anymore

[arlo-rose]

Guys I’ve been so busy this weekend but it’s finally my turn to make a long sappy fable thank you post :D

I’m not always the best with words, and I said a lot of this in the fan appreciation video already, but I wanted to put it all here too.

I first started watching fable smp in (I think)November of 2021, cause I found Sherbert and Heyhay through DSMP tiktok compilations on youtube, and saw they both streamed. Fable is the first time I’ve actually been part of a fandom community, and it’s one of the best things that has ever happened to me. My whole experience with the community has been so incredible, everyone is so kind and creative and excited about the story being told. I met people through fable who are now some of my best friends on earth, and even got to meet up with one of them irl! I never imagined an online friend group was something I could have but those people, and the wider fable community, helped get me through some of the worst times mentally that I’ve had in my life. 

Fable as a story is so incredible, I can’t even put into words all of the specific pieces that make it so amazing, but all of the characters, relationships, stories, side plots, and just silly hanging out in character streams are something I love so much. I’m having a hard time writing this rn cause I don’t want to leave out anything important but I don’t know how to say any of it.

One of the biggest things fable smp has done for me is giving me something to fuel my art. Before fable started, I was just starting to experiment with digital art, but had a ton of art block and no motivation to draw much anymore. Fable gave me a constant source of ideas for my art, and the responses I got when I posted my art(for the first time ever) helped so much in keeping that motivation. Having fans and cast members tell my how much they loved my art was incredible, and it eventually gave me the confidence to open up art commissions, which I had never thought was something I’d be able to do. My art was actually how I met my now friends, we started talking because we all loved eachother’s art, and it’s so wonderful to have a bunch of artist friends I can ask for advice, show wips, and just hang out on call while drawing with. Whenever I draw I almost always have a fable vod playing, there are so many comfort vods that no matter how long I draw for, I’ll never run out. 

I know other people have said this, but I want to say it for me too, just because fable is over doesn’t mean I’m gonna shut up about it :D. I have so many art ideas I haven’t done yet, and so many thoughts and feelings about this story that aren’t going away anytime soon. I’m gonna keep brainrotting about these characters for as long as my brain allows me to, and even after that I’ll look back on this story and community so so fondly. This is a story and fandom that I think I’ll carry with me for the rest of my life, and I thank you all for that.

There is a lot of other things I could say right now, but words are hard and I’ve had a very, very long weekend, so I’m gonna stop it here. I love fable smp so much, and I can’t wait to see what stories you all tell next <3

-arlo

[xerith-42]

Actually legit not even a joke I think I sit in my home and think about C!Dream and everything he could've been at least once per day. It's such a frequent train of thought for me I've gone down so many times and I always end up somewhere new and beautiful.

(also I'm gonna call the character Dream and refer to the content creator as Clay cause I hate typing out the tags before hand)

Cause like. Listen. A character like Dream can really work in any story if handled right. And he really could have worked in the SMP as a force of unrecognized unmitigated chaos with seemingly no end or way to control it. He did do that for a while but there was something externally, something outside of the narrative that never let his arc be realized.

While a lot of stuff influenced DSMP arcs in weird ways outside of the narrative (scheduling, drama, literally not knowing where the story was going), the worst offender has to be how much potential Dream could have had if Clay was willing to let go of his ego and be cyber bullied more.

Okay hear me out--

Dream is an asshole. We can all agree on this, right? He sucks, he's a shitty person who did awful things for seemingly no reason, a mad man desperately holding onto power and control because it's all he has in a world literally of his own making. The key to having a character who sucks this hard in your story is to have them be properly humbled.

The issue is that Clay, almost as a reflection of his character, refused to be humble. He seemingly always had to be in the right, his character always had to have a way out of situations, and if we take his word on it, Dream planned out everything.

But that's just. Not entertaining.

You wanna know what is entertaining?

Techno bullying Dream.

I'm so serious when I say the Prison Podcast might be my favorite individual DSMP stream. Dream keeps always trying to hold onto power both physically and psychologically, and it keeps failing because Techno is right there, being stronger than him in both regards without even trying.

When Dream is always beating everyone down and making them miserable we need scenes of the same happening to him and the only character to ever do that was Techno. Techno was so good at bullying Dream that 80% of their interactions were just him bulling Dream. Which is a needed contrast to show that as much of a manipulative little fuck Dream is, he's not immune to the very torment he puts others through.

He too is not above judgment, and the person judging him has kicked his ass in the past that he's known as one of the few people who's ever defeated Dream and considered his top competitor. And the best part is that Techno doesn't care even a little! He bullies Dream like it's breathing because Dream really is that easy to ridicule the minute he doesn't have power over someone.

Dream's such a loser that it's always fun to watch someone clown on him. The DSMP needed more moments where Techno or even other characters got to absolutely clown on Dream unchallenged. It would make his antics far more bearable and also his constant need to push against Techno's bullying is a revealing thing about his character but that's a whole other post.

Needless to say, Dream being bullied would be beneficial to the SMP also in terms of balancing out the comedy. Dream, despite being really funny sometimes, has a hard time being comedic once he starts being taken so fuckin seriously all the time. And his actions carry weight, I don't want to diminish that, I just want someone in the story to belittle him for everything he's ever done.

But I mean... We all know Clay wasn't going to let too much of that happen. Which is a damn shame.

Shout out to the timeline where the prison podcast was actually a subathon that went on until Phil checked on the stream and let Techno out of prison, I hope you guys know how good you have it.

[milktearosethorn]

Oooh if you read MHA what did you think of the ending ?

Oh man.......... Where do I even start....

For context, I've adored MHA since season 1 of the anime first dropped. It was probably my main fandom for at least five years. The first fic I ever posted to AO3 was an MHA fic. I obsessively kept up with weekly manga leaks, and even helped translate the raw Japanese for friends in discord servers.

It was never a perfectly written manga, and I was fine with that. The writing was on the wall since the Overhaul Arc, where cracks started showing with character bloat, constant sidelining and awful treatment of female characters, and out of control power creep. I think the manga could've been a lot better if Horikoshi wasn't crushed by the brutality of the publishing demands of Shounen Jump. But I thought at its core, the story had a wonderful heart, and that was what kept me in love with it.

I fell out of MHA in around 2021 with the Deku vs Lady Nagant fight, because when she blew up from the AFO failsafe I pretty much rage quit over the fact that every time a woman got to do or be something cool, Horikoshi found a way to rip it away from us. I wasn't really feeling the story anymore, so my love for the manga became overshadowed with my frustration and I decided to move on for awhile (and then my friends got me into DSMP lol). Also the fandom was toxic AF and that was not helping. For instance, I have some criticisms of the overall writing of the Todoroki family plot, but some people chose to interpret every manga panel and line of dialogue in the worst faith imaginable, threw a fit over it every week, and it was just exhausting. The LOV were some of my favorite characters too, but that section of the fandom was a cesspool of negativity sometimes. (Of course, other portions of the fandom had their own issues too, but I wasn't around to see all of it).

I still kept tabs on the story to this day, and while I thought the final arc was heading into a rushed mess, I loved the thematic direction that the story was going in. That Midoriya, Uraraka, and Shouto were going to be better heroes than all that came before them by saving the villains.

Then, uh, we got the most depressing endings imaginable.

I could forgive the flaws of the ending and walk away from the story happy if it hadn't lost its heart along the way. It's just baffling to me that a series that began with the Deku saying "This is the story of how I became the greatest hero" ends with him failing to save the person who needed it the most. Shigaraki is the saddest character in the manga and Deku, our protagonist, who back in the Sports Festival Arc would break all his fingers twice over just to get through to a friend, had to kill him instead of saving him. It's bleak. It's a tragedy. And it makes no sense that we are experiencing this tragedy in the same chapter where somehow Edgeshot of all people survived by becoming a sentient worm on a string. Where Hawks's solution to fix a hero system that enabled domestic abusers to flourish and used assassins to 'keep the peace' is to hand out participation trophies. Like????? Meanwhile 17-year old Toga has to die of blood loss even though Gran Torino gets disemboweled on a monthly basis and Best Jeanist has no lungs. There's also the whole issue of how the story seemed to show that having a clear #1 hero and that responsibility being on one man's shoulders (All Might) was a bad thing. But then the power scaling got so out of control that the same burden was placed on Deku's shoulders 😭😭. I'm just baffled lol. It's so odd that we are flip-flopping between a bleak tragedy/cautionary tale and a cartoonishly simplistic way of looking at the world. Idek, but no matter what I wish the best for Horikoshi's health because I think it's clear that this manga took a huge toll on him.

[localsharkcryptid]

I usually do my best to not post about intense CC drama in this fandom but I do want to say something about my blog and my plans.

As I have stated numerous times: This blog is exclusively focused on the DSMP characters, not their writers/actors. So with that I have no plans to change anything about CWilbur for my aus, nor anyone else. If you have a problem with that just block character tags, as I'll do my best to always tag my work correctly.

My opinions on the CCs themselves are something I've kept to myself for numerous reasons - and I will continue to do that but I do have a message for people in general about the situations going around and how I feel about it.

People can grow and change, even the worst people can learn to be better and should be ALLOWED to do so, and their victims do not need to ever forgive them or interact with them either. The idea of supporting victims AND that people can become better CAN coexist despite what people say. Nothing that's happened justifies death threats or any of the aggressive behavior that has been shown by the vast majority of fans, not to mention that innocent people have gotten hurt thanks to this absolutely abhorrent behavior. Some of this stuff also happened years ago, people are not who they were 2-3 years ago and I hope some people can recognize that.

While I do support victims and believe that they deserve the right to talk about their stories, I also believe that the world is not morally black and white, everything is messy and confusing and at the end of the day nothing justifies the mass mob mentality that a lot of fans subscribe to. The only way to truly stop cycles of abuse is to HELP people and to let them become better individuals. Damnation for all eternity is not the response you should have. After all we are all human, and humans make mistakes and unfortunately sometimes these mistakes hurt people but that doesn't mean it has to be the end.

I hope to one day be able to talk about this on a much larger scale as it is one of the most concerning things in this fandom but for now this will do.

I kindly ask that people who do believe all this hate and violence promoting behavior is justified due to someone being an abuser leave my blog. I do not want people who believe that death is the only option when people majorly fuck up around me or my content.

[aboxisonmyhead]

Hey guys, after a few days of thinking heavily, I've finally decided that I am going to continue writing c!wilbur.

"But c!Wilbur is basically an unfiltered version of the real Wilbur and is just as horrid!" Some of you will say. This is why C!Wilbur won't be exactly the same as he once was.

I will be separating CC!Wilbur from his character and will be tweaking some parts of him and his design for it. They won't be extremely drastic, probably, but I will NOT let that horrible man take this away from us. We can reclaim c!wilbur as we wish, and either way, I only ever really write AUs and such. I consider him to be public domain now. It will NOT be everything that he once was. I do not want to stop writing SBI and TNTduo content because of this, so I will continue. These characters have helped me through some of the worst times of my life, and I will not drop them.

From now on, every time I ever refer to Wilbur, it will be of C!Wilbur or whatever au I have created. Even then, I don't only write DSMP stuff, so this won't be all that I am. Maybe, eventually, like all things, I'll move on. But I won't be moving on now because of this.

Either way, I wish Shelby and everyone that horrific man ever hurt to have the best lives and for Shelby to be able to heal from this experience.

If you ever think you are going through an abusive relationship, PLEASE ask for help. You do not have to go through that. Nobody should ever have to go through that.

United States Domestic Abuse Hotline Website: https://www.thehotline.org/

United Kingdom Domestic Abuse Hotline Website: https://www.nationaldahelpline.org.uk/

(Both websites have a quick exit button if you need to leave them quickly.)

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[zorishy]

DSMP AU lore post

🟢DSMP

Pogtopia arc CW: Character death

After being exiled from L’Manberg, Wilbur found that Schlatt had placed a bounty on his head. What a cruel joke that he would force him out only to have the entire SMP hunt him for sport the next day. So, Wilbur changed his name. Everyone was out to get Wilbur Minecraft, but no one even knew who Parker Crow (pogbur) was. Further protecting him from capture was that he changed his appearance. He bleached his tail, dyed his hair black, and cut off what reminded of his wings (not that they were useful after being mangled in his attempt to escape L’Manberg).

Tommy, Parker, and a few others who were still loyal to their former president hid out in a ravine that Technoblade found in the northern part of the SMP. They named the ravine and their group Pogtopia.

This region was already freezing by September and would only get colder in the coming months; however, it was the safest place they could find. The inclement weather forced them to stay inside the caves for weeks at a time. Confined in darkness, with little sleep and food, everyone’s mental state rapidly deteriorated, especially Parker’s. Not helping morale was when Tubbo, one of Pogtopia’s spies, stumbled into the ravine saying that he had been discovered.

Tommy and Parker frequently argued around this time. At first, it was just Tommy being upset at his brother for putting Tubbo in danger, but things soon devolved. The brothers would fight about everything: food, strategies, etc. What they argued about most was the election. Tommy blamed Parker for Schlatt’s rise to power; none of this would have happened if he had just gotten genuine endorsement. They would still have control over L’Manberg if Parker allowed Tommy to run for president. During one of these disputes, Parker finally snapped. He lashed out at Tommy, hitting his poor brother in the face and nearly breaking his nose. The two didn’t speak much after that.

Parker was constantly scared of hurting Tommy again and did his best to avoid him. Tom was forced to watch from afar as his brother’s condition continued to worsen; however, watching his brother lose himself wasn’t the worst part. No. Far worse were the things he would overhear Parker mumbling to himself. Ramblings about L’Manberg being too far gone and how he should just blow it all to kingdom come, god help whoever gets caught in the fucking crossfire.

The week before Pogtopia launched their final attack against L’Manberg was when Parker’s mental state was at its worst. He began having episodes where he would randomly zone out, wandering around as if in a trance. The strangest of these episodes was the day before the attack, November 15th, when Tommy went outside to find Parker walking around aimlessly in the snow. When asked what he was doing, Parker simply responded, “Can you hear the train, Tommy?” in a completely deadpan voice.

On November 16th, Pogtopia won the battle against Manberg, laying siege to the capital city and sort of killing Schlatt (he died of a heart attack while being held at gunpoint). After the reclamation of the nation, Parker appointed Tubbo to be the country’s next president. He believed that the boy was best suited for the job as he was the most level headed out of everyone in L’Manberg. When Wil said Tommy would never be president, he meant it.

The day of Tubbo’s inauguration was one of great celebration. Philza even came to L’Manberg so he could be there for the event. On that day, everyone seemed to be happy, except Wilbur. The founder of L’Manberg looked out over his city. The walls were gone, Schlatt was dead and buried in a cemetery on the edge of town, and preparations were being made for the inauguration of a leader that the people never agreed to. The thing he had built this nation for didn’t exist anymore, nothing would ever be the same.

During Tubbo’s inaugural address, Wil came up to Tommy and said he was “sorry for everything” before walking away, leaving his brother standing alone in confusion. 15 minutes later, L’Manberg was little more than a smoldering crater.

Philza, Tommy, and Techno searched the wreckage for hours, desperately trying to find Wilbur. Eventually, they found him leaning against a rock, about 10 feet from the crater, a trail of blood leading to him. He had horrific injuries but, by some miracle, was alive. Wil looked up at his father and could only muster up the strength to say two words, “kill me.” Philza, not wanting to see his son suffer, drove his sword into his son’s chest, putting him out of his misery.

Wilbur’s funeral wasn’t the most glamorous thing. Word that he was the one responsible for L’Manberg blowing up spread fast, leading every few people who wished to attend the burial. Tubbo might have come if he weren’t in the hospital being treated for burns he received from the explosion. The only people in attendance were Tommy, Phil, Techno, Quackity, and Floris. The whole time Floris was sobbing and wondering where her mom was. No one knew.

[cyncerity]

About the situation

ok so i hate addressing drama on here but this feels important.

If this is how you’re learning about the Shubble situation, i apologize

more under the cut

first things first: i 100% stand with and believe Shubble. My heart is with her fully and I’m so glad she’s healing from what she went through with her abuser.

the reason im posting this, though, is because of the discourse surrounding Wilbur Soot and the possibility/evidence that he was the unnamed abuser Shubble was talking about. And as many of you know, i post a lot of crimeboy/sbi/wilbur-centric stuff. For now, because from what i can tell the situation is less than a week old, i’m going to give Wilbur time to respond. I won’t say that it’s him, i won’t say that it’s not him, but i’m prepared for the worst.

As for this blog, i’m probably going to handle this the same way i handled the Dream situation; i’m going to take a break from Wilbur centric aus for the moment until things become clearer, but the odds that i’ll stop writing for his character all together are slim. I don’t write with ccs in mind, ever, period. At this point i’m treating the dsmp cast like OCs with how far removed from their og characters they tend to be in my stories. In all honestly, i stopped watching half of these creators over a year ago, but i still like the idea of their dsmp characters. Hell, to be completely truthful i don’t think i’ve ever watched a Dream or Sapnap youtube video in full and those two are main characters in like half of my aus.

Also clarification just so this doesn’t get misconstrued: when i say “i’m going to handle this like the Dream situation,” i mean i’m gonna keep writing and not take down my previous stories, i’m just going to distance myself from the creator until more comes to light. I don’t want to compare Shubble’s experiences with abuse to fakes snapchat screenshots posted on twitter. Again, I stand with and believe Shubble’s story 100%, abuse is not something to be taken lightly and I wish her nothing but the best. It takes guts to speak out like she has and I commend her bravery.

This situation is a bit harder for me than the Dream one, though, because as I mentioned, i was never a huge cc!Dream fan, more a c!Dream fan. But I’ll be devastated if this is all true because I was a huge Wilbur Soot fan. Never really liked LoveJoy, just wasn’t my type of music, but SootHouse was quite literally the first YouTube channel i ever watched. Not to be parasocial, but Wilbur’s videos got me through some tough times. His YLYL videos were the only things that brought me joy when Techno’s death announcement was released on my birthday. I really looked up to him.

I don’t want to make this about me, the main thing in this situation is to support Shubble. No matter who the ex is, she deserves all of our unwavering support right now. I hope that if it wasn’t Wilbur that he somehow clears his name soon, but that if it was (im hoping it’s not but im not ignorant enough to blindly disregard all the evidence) that he regrets what he did and is getting help. I believe people can change and that everyone deserves a second chance, but im not going to know what to think of him until he gives a genuine, heartfelt apology for his actions, fully commits to bettering himself, and proves that he’ll never do something like this again.

[soupette]

MY AO3 WORKS

compiling these here to free up my intro!

If you're interested, I want to start taking requests. I do SFW and NSFW within reason. (Not interested in PWP or any specific fetishes, kinks, etc. outside the realm of possibility for a character and a story. (Ex. I don’t mind writing for Stolas and Blitzo with something that involves sex or mentions of something like bondage because their world and storyline heavily involves it, just as long as there’s emotions or plot outside of the sex.) Send me an ask!

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Current published fandoms:

Helluva Boss

DSMP

Finished Works/Unfinished Works in no particular order

I can take it ‘till I’m taking it off - Helluva Boss

Oneshot. An exploration of the dynamic of Blitzo and Verosika’s relationship and hotel break-room break-up.

and the warning signs are seeing green - DSMP

Set after Tommy’s revival and the failed break-in, Sam is told that Tommy is missing and is given his concerning (and offending) private journal. Where to find him? Logstedshire. Things take a turn for the worst. A tower in Logstedshire gains a twin. A Warden loses himself and finds himself much more similar to a prisoner than he would have ever imagined. 11/11

how about you get in the hole, tommy? - DSMP

Sam gets a call at his post, post-revival—Tommy’s frantic and begging him to gather everyone at the community house to stop prison a break-in. Tommy pays Dream another invisible visit. Meanwhile… Tubbo’s missing a nuke. 1/1

paths intertwine (we will walk) - DSMP

Tommy has an extremely strong dissociation episode for the first time since Exile and Sam, confused and worried, sits with him and does his best to help out. Another time, a fun day at a flower field turns sour as Sam has a bad panic attack/flashback and Tommy is the one to help out. And maybe fall asleep on him once everything’s okay. Your honor, that’s Sam’s son. 2/2

I have been hungry - DSMP

Exploration of the idea that Tommy’s hair would have begun to thin and fall out during Exile rather than grow long. Stress and starvation will do that to you. 1/1

and the universe said move on - DSMP

Character study/POV of C!Tommy post-prison. 1/1

to reach out - DSMP

psychological horror oneshot of C!Sam with a focus on his relationship with C!Ponk. 1/1

stumbling redemptions - DSMP

What post-revival C!Wilbur might have interpreted the remains of exile and Logstedshire as, with Ghostbur’s foggy memories. 1/1

Cops and Robbers - DSMP

collab where c!sam goes to the dark extreme as a warden even with good intentions. c!ponk, c!sam, c!tommy centric. 2/?

How To Dad - DSMP

Tommy politely rejects Sam’s offer of adoption, wanting to continue to act as Sam’s father figure instead……. ?!?!!!?? 1/?

[hanahaki-disease]

Haven't I Given Enough?

A Hermit! Tommy DSMP x HC crossover

Chapter 12 |  Seems the Monster Always Wins

Summary: Emotions were, and always have been, a struggle to deal with for Xisuma. But sometimes they win and there’s nothing to do but let it run its course.

Word Count: 3066

Notes: Song title from “Monster” by Starset

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There it is again.

That funny feeling.

 It always seemed to linger in the back of Xisuma’s head no matter how hard he tried to keep it at bay. The ever-growing feeling of guilt, dread, and anger. It never stopped but it never took hold for long, satisfied with sinking its claws into him every now and then to remind the admin of the ugly beast within him. Rising from the dark corner of his mind trying to drown him in his own demons, some of which he created, others that were forced upon him. 

Dread was the easiest to manage. It never stayed for long, evaporating shortly after it appeared, but those moments when it decided to make its presence known were the worst. It was like Xisuma was constantly on edge, paranoia forced his eyes to shift over everything in sight to make sure nothing was going to happen, because of the sinking feeling he had in his heart. Dreams become nightmares, fictional premonitions of disasters that will never come to fruition, that loomed over him till he realized his irrationality. 

Guilt has proven to be as difficult, if not more, than anger some days. Just like dread, it would linger long after the memory faded back into his consciousness, reminding him of the actions that lead to the feeling. Sometimes it made him stay in solitude, allowing him to think about what has been done and to create solutions if the situation were ever to come up again. Other times, when the worst of it would hit harder than it usually did, guilt would bind him to his bed. Forcing him to be plagued by whatever horrors his mind conjured up. During those times, not many things could get him to break his own spell. Keralis used to be able to, many years ago, but has since lost his touch. A good cup of tea and a cry session would do the trick sometimes, but lately, it hasn’t worked. And as of recently, Grian so far had the magic touch to release the fog from his mind and bring him back to the land of the living. (Though Xisuma doubts he’ll be able to trust Grian again for the last cure to work.)

Anger was different than the other two; where dread and guilt came and went, anger was a monster Xisuma had to constantly push back into its cage. It left him in a state of mind that created dread and guilt when it was over, it made the nightmare premonitions come to life and locked the guilt in place when it finally subsided. He hated how he became when anger took control. Logic flew out the window and words he would never even think about would spew from his mouth at any unsuspecting person, anything that could be broken was in pieces after every outburst – It was like a different person took control of his body and left Xisuma with the unconscious consequences when it was done.

He hated it. But, at the same time, it was a drug Xisuma was addicted to. He couldn’t get enough of it no matter how many times it left him in a state of self-loathing.

When the rage consumed him, with its claws dug into him and fogged his mind with a red-hued haze, Xisuma could do the impossible it seemed. Nothing could stop him, no player or mob had the power to subdue the admin. (He knows, he’s had people try.) His brain was able to create redstone circuits better, faster. Physically, he was stronger, able to best hoards of mobs with his fists and an ax if he so wished. Life seemed easy when the world was tinted red and he was feared, respected, because he knew that no one would oppose him. This was useful when he had to protect his hermits, when they were threatened and were unable to save themselves, his anger was able to keep both of them until the threat was gone. 

Yet here, in the broken and burning mess that was his base, Xisuma didn’t feel the rush of endorphins his body had after the anger slowed. He didn’t relish in the way the rage made him invincible. His rage didn’t deserve that satisfaction but it wasn’t like he was able to stop it. That nasty part of him, the part that loves the sickening sound of breaking bones and the terrified screams that came with his rage-sickness, had taken control and driven away the only person who had accepted the unpredictable bouts of anger. But that wasn’t to say Xisuma was the only one at fault.

His anger, he believed, was justified in this scenario. 

Grian had kept his true nature from him for years, withheld information that could’ve brought disaster and suffering on his server. There was a reason Xisuma had gone to great lengths to protect his hermits from watchers; a reason Xisuma had given them a place to recover and learn to forget the tragedy that befell them, nearly half of his hermits had been at the mercy of unmerciful killers. And yet, despite his efforts to keep them safe, to make sure that a watcher could never find their way to his server and torment them, two had joined their ranks. Two had become family to them. One had become more than friends. 

It hurt even more knowing that Grian was also the one to cause many of the hermits the trauma they endured. Grian had been the one to kill their families with no remorse, just a being of no emotions with a weapon that thirsted for blood. The blond tried to explain–tried to make Xisuma see that he was forced to kill and became the monster he is unwillingly–but the anger that rose at the sight of him wouldn’t listen. It didn’t want to see the truth behind his words, focusing only on the fact that he lied and could’ve put the server in danger.

And then there was the bombshell that was “Grian is Xelqua.” When Xisuma chose to worship the minor deity, the stories of their indifferent kindness had reached him in a way that the teachings of his home village never had. The admin had found his calling in the ventures of Xelqua and how he helped those who asked, those who didn’t, and protected them as they tried to find their way as he tried to find his. It was the reason players had given him the title of  “protector of wanderers.” 

It was the reason he started Hermitcraft, he and GenerikB created a place for people who needed help and were searching for something, those who had lost their way. And it worked how they predicted; players came and went, each one yearning for something others couldn’t imagine, and each one would leave when it was their time. When Irene gave them kindness and showed them the way to their hearts' desire. For others, their search had stopped with Hermitcraft. They had been seeking refuge, a safe haven, from disaster and when they found it, they never left. 

Grian was one of those kinds of hermits, one seeking asylum from a horror he wouldn’t tell, which was fine, Xisuma understood his secrecy about his past. (The admin himself didn’t really tell his own past to the others whenever they asked and it brought on another wave of guilt over him. How could he get angry with Grian if he himself didn’t speak of his story? What a hypocrite.)  

Xisuma picked up his helmet. He had thrown it at the nearest wall in his rage against the avian–watcher–during their argument. Cracks created a spider web-like design over the back of it, pieces had been broken off and clattered against the floor as he turned it around to inspect it. The point of contact was completely gone, in its place was a gaping hole and the remnants of it by his feet. It was effectively broken. Besides the hole, the breathing apparatus had been dented (which resulted in it falling off when he tried to fix it) and rendered the helmet useless. This was his favorite helmet, the one he had been using for years, and now because of his anger, it was broken. 

This just made him angrier.

Once again, the helmet went soaring through the air and crashed into his mud farm. Water trickled from the hole in the machine where the hopper was supposed to be, instead the headpiece dented the hopper into a mangled version of itself that let the water flow, making the mud farm another thing on his ‘to be fixed’ list that was steadily growing. 

He sighed, if asking Tommy his story was going to result in this catastrophe, then the admin would go back in time and make it so he never asked. Everything was fine before the kid had told them– before the kid had joined the server. Xisuma couldn’t blame Tommy, no, he knows better. He knows his anger is misplaced and he’s looking for something to lash out at, but that doesn’t stop the aching in his chest from the sudden end of his relationship. It doesn’t stop his yearning for better times, a time when everything was how it should be and everyone was happy; but then Tommy wouldn’t be happy. The kid would be back in the disaster that was the Dream SMP and be forced to relive all the torture and agony that bad been forced upon him. And as much as Xisuma wanted to go back, he knew it was better for Tommy to stay here. Here he had his mother. 

It was a shock to say the least when Xisuma pulled up Tommy’s code and found the name of one of his hermits written under the family sector. Pearlescentmoon- mother- living, it read, every other name crossed out except for five. Grian, which he knows Tommy thinks of as his uncle/father figure. Philza Minecraft, the angel of death and his stand-in guardian during Pearl’s and Grian’s absence,  his two children, Technoblade and Wilbur Soot, piglin hybrids that Philza and his wife adopted,  and Wilbur’s son Fundy, a fox-hybrid that Tommy considers his nephew.  (Xisuma doesn’t know how Grian knows Philza, the angel had been a recluse for decades and preferred to live alone in hardcore worlds, but he was too angry with the watcher to ask. )

“X? Are you in here?” A voice called out for him, he doesn’t know who. Tunnel-vision had taken its hold over him as he stared at nothing before him, wrapped up in his thoughts. “Are you okay?” 

He wanted to say no. To fall apart and let the server know that their admin, the person who was supposed to stay as the strong pillar that kept everyone afloat, had succumbed to the anger and guilt, and depression within himself. 

“Here, let’s–um–let’s take you to the bed, yeah?” The person said and he felt a hand on his shoulder. “This way.” 

Xisuma shook his head and sank to the floor, the blurred world around him coming into a fuzzy focus as he controlled his breathing. The anger seemed like it didn’t want to let go. He could feel it trying to claw its way back to the surface, to yell and push away the kind hermit who came to see him, it wanted to take control. He saw what happens when it does and Xisuma does not want that. 

“Xisuma, look at me,” The hermit said and he reluctantly turned his head to face them. It wasn’t hard to figure out who it was, only one person wore a bright pink sweater. “Let’s get you some fresh air so you can think better, okay? Staying here won’t help…c’mon, let’s go outside.”

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“What’s on your mind?” Stress poured the hot water into the pot, the sweet smell of the sweet berry leaves wafted into the air as the water took a warm brown color. Tea has always been a remedy for anyone on the server, no matter what ails them. Head cold? Dandelion tea. Stomach bug? Glow berry tea. Heartache? Sweet berry tea and cookies. It was a staple that everyone had just in case of moments like this–when one’s head and heart are fighting, unable to know or figure out what happens next and leaving them in a state of confusion. Add anger to the mix and you have someone on the borderline of a long-overdue mental breakdown. “Hm? X, c’mon, tell me.”

She placed the tray of tea and small deserts on the stump between them, careful not to tip it over on one side as she lowered it. They sat on the edge of the ledge Stress built her starter base on. A gentle, salty breeze rippled over the Hermitsippi River below them and rustled through the leaves. It was calm. Fresh. A drastic and needed difference between whatever happened in the admin’s base. Stress knew that he was the reason his base was a mess, having seen the extent of his anger in season five against the red-clad mirror clone of her admin. 

It was frightening, for lack of a better word, to see him battle against his brother. The way he stood before him, menacing and cocky, as if he knew Evil Ex wouldn’t be able to harm him. A smile etched its way on his mouth as he charged, eyes red with malicious intent, but his grin was far from happy. It was sinister, vile, and wrathful. Like he had been waiting for this moment to incite harm on the other. Stress couldn’t look at Xisuma the same after that; but here, in what was clearly the aftermath of the rage he once had, he looked like the admin she first met. 

Xisuma hadn’t said a word yet, quiet and surely drowning in every negative emotion Stress could think of, but he sighed and stared at the warm tea in his hands. “I don’t know if I can trust Grian again.”

“Why not?” Stress sipped her own cup. This wasn’t what she was expecting. The two of them had been inseparable since season seven after a torturous season of pinning and awkward blushy moments where they finally admitted their feelings to each other after demise ended. 

“Grian is a watcher,” He said. “He’s been hiding here, him and Pearl, so that the others won’t find them. They’re a beacon to the other watchers and are waiting for them to come and destroy everything.” Xisuma placed the cup back on the tray, afraid he would break it. “He made me believe that they were like the rest of us. That they were lost and looking for a place where they didn’t have to run––” He chuckled. “Right. As if I believe that now.”

“They are, though–like us, I mean,” Stress looked at him. “They wouldn’t be here if they were going to hurt us, right? Just like the rest of us, like you said, they’re running from something and didn’t want to be found. Maybe they’re running from the watchers. Isn’t that how Xelqua became our patron?”

“You mean Grian became our patron,” Xisuma sneered. “He’s Xelqua.”

“What?”

“Yeah.” The admin said. “The mighty deity that we thank for bringing us all together is also the one who is going to bring disaster. He’s a watcher of Death, Stress! They’re known for killing and ending servers because they want to!” Xisuma stood up from his spot, one hand resting on his hip as he paced and the other rubbing his temples. “That’s what they do. They kill, hurt, and destroy everything in their path. They’re watchers!”

“I know for a fact you’re saying that because you’re angry,” Stress replied, calm, afraid to tick off the admin more than he already is. “Think. If they were going to hurt us they would’ve done it a long time ago.”

“Then why didn’t he tell me, huh?!” Xisuma yelled. Stress could see the anger begin to rise again. It was the way his muscles began to tense and how he paced, hard-footed, and face-paced steps as he walked a line in front of her teapot base. “If they didn’t want to hurt us then why wait till disaster looms on the horizon and I find out from Tommy’s code what they are?! Tommy’s code! That isn’t how we should be finding out information like that, he shouldn’t have kept that from us––from me!”

“I know, that isn’t how we should know about it.” The tea in her hand was now cold. “But that just means he didn’t trust us to know about it because of reactions like yours! He didn’t want to cause a scene or break your heart which is why he didn’t tell you!”

“Trust? Trust?!” Xisuma scoffed. “He trusted us enough to stay here, enough to love us, but I guess it wasn’t enough.” 

“And what of you, Xisuma, hm? You’ve been here since the beginning of Hermitcraft and how many people have you told about your history?” Stress countered. “Besides the small handful that’s been here just as long as you, who else have you told? Because you haven’t told me! Or Mumbo! Or Tango, or anyone! You’re getting mad at him for doing something you’re doing. That’s not fair.”

“At least my past won’t kill everyone in the long run,” Xisuma spat as he walked off, his anger rolling off him in waves.

Stress gasped as she turned to the admin. “X!” She called, but he didn’t turn around. “Xisuma, wait I have important news to tell you! Stop!” The man didn’t stop, no matter how much she pleaded, and Stress was wise enough not to go up to him. It scared her what could happen if she were to try and stand his way as he stomped off. “Ugh, I guess I'll just have to tell Doc.” A silent crack of a firework lifted her off into the air, the perimeter not too far away, and the flight would give her time to think. 

The tea sat cold on the stump. One cup nearly full placed perfectly on the tray; the other, shattered among the crumpled flowers, and whatever was left in the cup had now seeped into the dirt. 

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I've only ever seen one fic that had X blow up with rage like this (Slayers' Sons by ambered great fic 10/10) and I really really really wanted to try my hand at it

I'm not the best at writing anger, it's not an emotion I feel too much myself to truly write about, so this is mostly practice for me on how to write and describe it, so please feel free to give comments and critique!

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[cigaretterivals]

DSMP Rivals and Fighting Game Archetypes

Also relating to the last post because now I have fighting game brainrot, its been a handful of years since I was more interested in a few of them but I've always been a sucker for the character archetypes

You already have plenty of locations that you can choose from for the maps considering the entire dsmp map is your oyster in that regard. Community house, L'manburg, Las Nevadas, Artic Commune, etc etc you get what I mean. Pandora's Vault could definitely be thrown in there as well and whether its inside or outside would be up to how much room exactly you would need but I think main cell could be feasible imo

I'm not the most WELL versed in the actual specific archetypes, also because some characters are either super niche or feel like they could overlap multiple archetypes (and the websites im looking at are bombarding me with ads) so we're gonna take all this in a lighthearted fun way okay? perfect, anyway

c!Dream is either a rushdown archetype OR hes hit & run. I'm more inclined to say rushdown soley for the fact that Dream feels very much like he would come with a moveset that rewards juggling your opponent with long complicated combos. He would probably have a good reset ability, and his character would be the reason the game has a burst mechanic so that you don't get stuck in an endless loop of getting your ass kicked (unless you get baited into that burst which is the worst thing ever esp when you can practically hear the clown music in the background)

However combos can't last forever, and to keep things fair, his heavy hitters would most likely be something that launches his opponents away from him. Dealing stronger damage, but also giving the opponent a chance to regroup away from his onslaught until rushdown characters do what they do best

I'm inclined to say he probably wouldn't have a projectile move, if it worked with his kit he could have one maaaaaaaybe two as a treat, but for the most part his utility comes out of getting up close and personal. Aka he would not be having a fun time against zoning characters

Special move wise I can't think of many specifics right now, but for almost all of the characters they would probably be references just cause I think that's fun. One of them would have to be related to the revive book because how could it not be, and the others could even be references to some of his best manhunt moments if you're in the camp that believes manhunt is canon to the dsmp (which I personally am)

c!Techno is a bit trickier because his fan interpretation really depends on whether or not you picture him as a hybrid with a more human appearance OR if you go full piglin/hoglin. You could also have your "both is good" moment by having him start off with the more human looking hybrid form and have his Piglin form be one of his special abilities. Going with that version though would most likely make Techno an Install archetype (or even Stance? Listen these ones were too complicated for me in case it wasn't obvious yet I played characters that either hit fast or hit hard)

But Stance or Install aside, I'm a bit torn on his actual moveset/ combo ability. Techno often tanks a lot of hits because he makes up for his physical lack of a shield by use of potions to keep him up and running and increasing his damage output (which could fit into the Stance archetype if he had a move that essentially let him power up by giving him a potion ability? Or would that be more like a Charge character?)

Giving him a secendary archetype after Install/Stance he would probably be a Punisher or Reversal or whatever the archetype is called for when he's stuck in a block chain but the second the opponent fucks up and drops that chain he's able to jump on that oppurtunity and absolutely ruin the other persons day. I also like how it feels like it plays well into his "I shall repay that injustice a thousand times over." general vibe. Not a defensive fighting style, but one that does play more into countering an ongoing attack vs being the one immediately on the offensive. While his combos would deal a lot of damage, to balance that out I would say he doesn't have good juggle/reset ability so he eventually needs to back off to recoup and wait for his next moment of oppurtunity.

Special moves again not really sure, like the most my brain can come up with right now is him absolutely chucking a human sized potato into his opponent. Other than that his 3-5 meter special could also be wither related

c!Tubbo is a zoner you can't tell me that little shit is not spamming the HELL out of the stage with bombs and mini nukes and bees and who knows what else tell me I'm wrong.

If I get more fighting game thoughts for any of the other characters I'll probably be back but thats all for now k thanks <3