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sergeantnex · 3 years ago

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Karlnapity x Child!Reader: Adoption Incident (Fluff)

There were many demons, incubus, and succubus that were coming and going from the Badlands. The few that wished to stay had to prove themselves to Bad and Skeppy. The typical are you good or do you have bad intentions, kind of proving. Something Bad didn't predict was finding a small child in the Nether just sitting by the edge of a clif on their own.

His fatherly instincts took over and he bolted to grab them. Clinching the little one, they giggled peering up at him with (e/c) eyes. Their skin a slightly lighter shade of black than his own. Their little tail swished as they grabbed at his face lightly. Smiling Bad lifted them up and held them closely, the small child began playing with the leather strap across his chest.

Bad had searched everywhere and even asked around for your parents but never found any. He sighed lightly, he didn't exactly want to leave them here. Bad sat and began pulling out the muffins he had baked earlier this morning to eat. Picking small pieces off, he held out the small pieces for the little one to eat. Bad was slow and careful letting them eat but also attempting to get them to stand. The little half breed stood for a few seconds before falling back to their butt with a pout.

"Aw don't worry little muffin, I'll teach you how to walk!" Bad exclaimed now excited as the idea of having another child to raise struck him. After his short little eating break with his new child, he began his way home. Taking all the safe routes just to make sure neither one of them lost a life. After all the Nether wasn't the place to be unless the person was prepared.

Just as Bad got home Sam and Skeppy had both eaten most of the muffins. Shaking his head Bad moved to introduce you to his two closest people, he would introduce you to Sapnap when he got a chance. After all both him and his son were busy people with their own lives.

"Oh hey there Bad- what do you have?" Skeppy asked leaning to peek more at his partner.

"A new addition to our little family?" Bad replied making it sound more like a question then a statement. He shifted his little muffin in his arms so that the mix breed could see Sam and Skeppy. Giggling they reached out to touch Sam, drawn in by his speckled green skin. Sam smiled letting them touch his hand before they turned towards Badboyhalo's clothes.

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Sapnap was shocked to see his father, Badboyhalo, holding a small little Cambion (a half demon, half human) child. Your skin closely matched Bad's but your eyes were a bright (e/c) standing out in the dim room.

"Are they walking yet?" Sam asked watching as you played with Bad's clothes.

"No, they aren't even talking yet but I don't think Sapnap would mind the little muffin." Bad explained gently setting you on the ground to let you use his leg to stand. He had hopes that you would start walking soon. You eyes locked with Sapnap's fiery deep brown hue eyes before he turned and left.

|Months later|

The rage Sapnap felt when he found out Bad was under the eggs control, partially making him forget about you. Sap wouldn't lie, he wasn't overly fond of you but that didn't mean you deserved this. Bad spent more time with the egg making Sap worry. Unable to stop himself, he sprinted to his father's home and began looking for you. Feeling lonely and cold you had found yourself by fire, lightly babbling like the fire understood.

"Hey little spitfire, come on. George or I will keep a eye on you, undistracted." He said letting you curl the tail of his bandana around your tiny hand. By the time he made it back to his house with his fiances, you were asleep. Karl gushed about how cute you were, gently rubbing your back.

"Can I hold them?" Karl asked in a soft tone. Sapnap couldn't deny him especially since he used that tone. Nodding he handed you over watching as Karl held you tightly, your thin little tail curling around Karl's arm.

"I guess we'll be taking care of them until this egg stuff blows over?" Quackity questions Sapnap in a quieter tone than his normal hoping to not disturb you.

"Yeah when I got there they were trying to play with fire. We'll need to take them to the Nether and let them warm up properly." Sapnap explained pulling Quackity to sit with him and Karl. The three of them quickly falling asleep with you. Sapnap made a mental note to visit George soon, since he has forgotten due to you taking a nap.

|The Next Morning|

You woke first, noticing the three surrounding you were still sleeping rather well. Quickly noticing Sapnap you reached out to lightly pat his cheek which in turn caused him to shift away. Shivering from the lack of heat you needed as a Nether demon half breed, made you whine. Sapnap quickly jolted awake when you whined getting ready to start crying, your body giving a clear shiver.

"Alright alright hold on, we'll leave them a note then head off to the Nether." Sapnap whispered writing a quick note for his fiances when they woke up. Gently holding you, he slipped out of the house and took the faster path to the Nether. Luckily for Sapnap lava and fire couldn't harm him in the way it did others. The biggest question for him was could it hurt you. Your squirming and fussing halted completely once both of you were inside the Nether you instantly calmed.

"This is all you wanted huh?" Sapnap chuckled moving to sit by a small pool of lava. Meanwhile Karl and Quackity panicked when they woke with you and Sapnap gone. It took them a hot minute to find his note explaining that you both were in the Nether. Karl placed a hand on his heart before lacing his fingers with Quackitys' own fingers.

"There they are!" Quackity said quickly spotting you and Sap. As the two approached they couldn't help but smile at your giggles when Sap lifted you into the air a bit.

"Maybe we should adopt if we give them back, I think we'd make great parents~" Karl now cooed peaking over Sapnap's shoulder. Sapnap nearly had a heart attack from suddenly hearing Karl's voice.

"If?" Quackity questioned moving to sit on the other side of Sap. You reached for Karl lightly with tiny little hands. He couldn't deny with how cute you looked your thin tail swishing from side to side.

"Who said I wanted to give them back?" Karl replied taking you from Sap. It didn't take long for you to start rubbing your eyes and yawning. Quackity now carried you in his arms since Karl had left saying he had something to do and Sapnap had to tell George what was going on. Big Q wouldn't admit out loud but the idea of taking you in and all three of them working together to raise you sounded amazing.

"Maybe we could keep you after all?" He whispered as their house came into view. He wondered after the egg got destroyed if you would ever want to go back to Badboyhalo or if you would want to stay with them. Smiling he eased himself on to the bed holding you close, deciding a nap would work great as a pass time.

°•°•°Sapnap's POV°•°•°

Much to my surprise I was actually pretty happy with George saying he had gotten too busy to help me with my little sibling. I quickly stopped by my dad's house on the way home because I needed to get their stuff. Skeppy and Sam looked exhausted but also panicked.

"Oh Sapnap please tell me you've seen (Y/n)! We came back and they were gone, we can't find them anywhere!" Skeppy rambled quickly worry clear in his voice.

"Yeah (Y/n) is with me and my fiances, when I got here yesterday they were trying to play with fire because they were cold and alone." I emphasized moving to gather what I would need to care for them. Skeppy came to a halt at the door.

"You've got them??" He echoed looking even further in shock. I nodded and pulled the bag around my shoulder lightly stepping around my second dad.

"Karl is threatening to keep them instead of giving them back, which you know I've got to say. I don't mind the idea one bit, they are well behaved and the three of us have mentioned kids." I explained moving back to the door so I could get home. Sam had collapsed on the couch seemingly on the verge of sleep, not that I could blame him.

Sam had enough to worry about with Dream being locked up in the prison. He was mainly the one on duty, guarding the prison from any potential threats. Sam wouldn't have enough time to watch a child and guard the prison. Poor man needed a break. Skeppy was always gathering materials for the others now, well that or playing a prank on someone.

"If Bad ever gets free from the egg I'll tell him you are keeping them. I'm sure he'll be glad that you cared enough to take them in." Skeppy said with a smile, lightly pulling me in for a hug.

"Thank you Sap, be safe." He said gently ruffling my hair. Rolling my eyes playfully I nodded, giving my goodbyes and left for home. Not expecting the house to be so quiet when I stepped in. Slowly setting their bag down by the couch, I took light steps around the house searching for Quackity and (Y/n).

A sigh of relief left me when I saw (Y/n) sleeping on Quackity, both peacefully resting. I smiled softly lightly placing my hand on (Y/n)'s back and a light kiss to Big Q's forehead. I turned to head back to the kitchen hoping Karl would be back by lunch. Looking in my dad's little booklet on (Y/n) noting different things like them not talking or walking yet.

Giving a slight hum I began to move the furniture around in the living room to make space so we could teach them to walk. Karl would be excited to teach them to talk, while Quackity and I could encourage walking. Deciding I had moved stuff around enough I moved to make lunch.

The sound of the front door opening and closing made me turn to see who came in. Karl spotted me and grinned, quickly sliding over and peaking at the various sandwiches I was making for lunch. I held one of the sandwiches out for him only for him to take a bite of it, instead of taking it. He giggled at my shocked expression. Laughing with him I rolled my eyes playfully at him, before grabbing the plate of the sandwiches.

I lightly pulled Karl towards the bedroom to show him (Y/n) and Quackity sleeping so soundly. Karl gasped and gave a soft aw that followed shortly after the gasp. I could see the love in his eyes as he inches towards the bed, softly rubbing their back. I joined him lightly shaking Quackity so they could join us for lunch. (Y/n) yawned and stretched out their (e/c) eyes fluttering open.

They sat up lightly reaching for me, their little hands making the grab motion a few times. Whispering that I was going to take a shower with them real quick to make sure they are clean. Karl smiled and said he'd do his best to wake Quackity. That man could sleep for years and still wake up tired.

°•°•°Karl's POV°•°•°

I smiled watching Sapnap carry (Y/n) towards the bathroom to take a shower. I couldn't help the pure bliss at the idea that they were our child now. The three of us were now parents of a little cambion, our little demon. Their little tail that swished with excitement or curled around whoever's arm that was carrying them.

"Come on Quackity, Sap made lunch. Wake up~" I said nudging his side softly trying to stir him awake. I screamed in surprise when he pulled me to lay with me, muttering about wanting more sleep. Laughing I tried wiggling free from his hold which made him in turn made him laugh along with me. Finally getting free I turned and ran towards the living room thinking I had gotten away.

My relief was short lived when I heard him get up and come following after me. Giggling I did my best to avoid him, hoping Sapnap would get out of the shower with our sweet baby and save me. Quackity chuckled making a quick lung to grab at me only to stumble and fall. We were both so lost in our laughter that we didn't hear Sapnap enter the living room.

"Alright you two what's so funny?" He asked a smile resting on his lips. Doing my best to explain past my laughter only to end up laughing harder than before. Finally our laughter died down enough for us to explain, a few giggles escaping in the process. We all moved to sit at the table taking our sandwiches, each of us taking turns feeding (Y/n).

"I looked over my dad's notes on what he needed to teach them and I figured we could take turns with them. They don't know how to walk or how to talk." Sap explained letting them take tiny sips of his water.

"I'd love to teach them to walk!!" I exclaimed excitedly smiling at (Y/n) who reached for another piece of food. I smiled brightly offering a small piece to them as Quackity proudly said they would be walking in no time. I joked about having him child proof the whole house.

Once we all finished eating Quackity took their tiny hands in his own, guiding them with each step. Offering small words of encouragement as they made their way to the couch and back to the kitchen. I laughed softly at Quackity's eagerness to see them walk. I lightly hugging Sapnap from behind while he washed our plates and cups. Once he finished he turned in my embrace, smiling his charming smile at me.

"Thank you for bringing them here. I feel like the three of us would be great parents." I whispered softly kissing his lips. It wasn't official but I'd love to take them in as our child. This would be a perfect first step to being parents at least.

"Who said they were going back? I told Skeppy I was taking them and didn't exactly plan on giving them back." Sap mumbled lightly scratching the back of his neck with a grin. I smiled brightly pressing kisses all over his face to show my excitement. Sap dissolved in to laughter trying to stop me as Quackity and (Y/n) entered the kitchen.

"What has you all kissy Karl?" Big Q asked a slight hint of jealousy in his tone. I giggled letting Sapnap take (Y/n) from him before I pressed kisses all over his face as well.

"Their ours. Like officially, (Y/n) will be our little baby!" I exclaimed turning to cradle them and smother them in kisses as well. Little laughter filled the kitchen when they began laughing from the kisses. Sapnap quickly joined in tickling their sides making their laughter raise in volume. Big Q jumped in to 'save' our little demon from our attacks. He screamed and ran from the both of us, our own laughter joining in with their cute laughter.

By night (Y/n) was out like a light curled up on Sapnap's chest with Quackity and I on his sides. Quackity's and my hand both lay crossed over their back, while Sapnap's arms were supporting their little butt. Whispering my goodnights and 'I love you's to my fiances and our new little cambion.

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bigboobyhalo · 2 years ago

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so many CCs have made it clear they don’t want porn drawn of them. which is like. fucking duh. respect that. but out of them why do people treat badboyhalo in specific like he needs to be protected from any sort of raunchy joke. like I promise that me joking about his full-grown adult minecraft roleplay character having sex (on a platform that he isn’t even on btw) is not going to hurt him

#some ppl for real act like you drew/wrote straight up p*rn of him it’s insane #IT’S NOT LIKE I’M EVEN DESCRIBING ANYTHING IN DETAIL ?? why are some ppl so afraid of the idea that a fictional guy may have a sex life

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sokayisaidiot · 4 years ago

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Why Tommy is one of THE BEST written characters in existence.

Alright, that’s it

Here I give you my fuckin Take on why Tommy is one of the best written characters out there and can easily compete with best-selling Novels like Percy Jackson and Harry Potter. I’m sick of a trashing that doesn’t even make sense. So buckle up. Here I will tell you why Tommy has one of the best written characters in history of Books and Movies. Remember, I write this all in my perspective and take many examples of other character books as well

Before this all starts, I will also talk about the main characters of some series, since Tommy has the reputation of being a “main” character.

When I look at the books I’ve read, I see a large range of characters and there way of making the story interesting.

Now, to establish a good character, we need key points of motivations, to make them relatable and bla bla blub:

Personality

Part of the story

Their Powers

Flaws

Relationships

Prized Possessions

History/the backstory

The moral and story the character tells

First tho, I want to explain some words I’m going to use here!

Mary Sue/Gary Stu:

Those are characters who are flawless, have missing chunks of personality and mostly one way written. They are easy to achieve when you are trying to make your character look badass.

Examples in some Fandoms are

· Rey Skywalker (Star Wars Sequels 7-9)

· Hermione Granger (Harry Potter Movies)

· Bella Swan (Twilight)

Tree-System:

Imagine a tree. You plant something small and soon you have something giant with many branches, roots and connections. You have the seed you plant and with caring and care you let it grow. Then you have somewhat a sapling. The tree grows with the care and soon you have a tree with many branches.

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Personality

Negative:

Tommy’s personality is very brash and out of control = He’s barely containable in fights, going off to do his own risky plans and starting two or so fights. He can’t forgive a person very easily like Eret, who took it a long time to get forgiveness and Techno, as he shot Tubbo at the Festival. He makes decision that also cost his life like the duel because he hates losing

Tommy can be very lazy, giving the thought he wouldn’t have to do the hard work = Shown when he tries to steal the hearts of seas from Eret or potions from Techno, bargain with “drugs” by Puffy and Ponk or gives other people the work he doesn’t want to do like he did with getting cobblestone

Like a child, he often clings to close people and annoys others for attention = His desperate attempts to have company or someone praising him shows, when he tries to get Philza’s approval (or a pat on the back), constantly looking out, if Tubbo’s either okay or where his is,

He doesn’t like to wait or doing things in the long run = He constantly asks when something is finished, when they could go or in his exile, when he was allowed to go back to L’Manburg

He doesn’t show often his cooled down, scared and vulnerable side = He often overshadows his trauma with a facade of jokes and bad hidden hurt he brings out. When he talks about something bad, he’s clearly confused, not really knowing on how to understand it. Also he runs away from things he can’t control a panic attack like visiting the final control room or looking away from the holes in Logstedshire

He runs without head into a battle so often as possible = Only when they had their final showdown for the disc, Tommy was seen preparing in story, thinking it would be his last fight

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Positive:

But as he has negative traits, his positive shows to many people clearly.

His unwavering loyalty to the closest of people = His loyalty to Tubbo, Wilbur And L’Manburg are, were and always will be a part of him. He stands against anyone who goes against that, even if it means pain in many ways.

Passionate about dear projects of his = You can see Tommy talking about his discs or see an video where he would spent days getting different discs. Those things are very known to be rare things, so for Tommy to possess it gives him somewhat power. L’Manburg was the same passion, even a bit more, as you can see he was ready to give up his most prized disk. The last and in the moment is his hotel

Bravery like no one makes him as one of the dangerous person on peoples hitlist = He stands up for others. He stood up to L’Manburg. He in the end didn’t care that he lost a life. When he sees a foe, he won’t stand down and submit, he will fight against the oppression and tell them that in the face. During the mission to get a visa, he stood against Schlatt, even if they were clearly in the loose of people and disadvantage. Or getting an apology of Sapnap for killing Niki’s fox. Fighting against 5 people with just one ally while the other is a hostage.

His leadership = There are not many people who can take it up, but Tommy is an exception. He can coordinate people with his loud voice and somewhat thought plans. He is charismatic, even if he’s not so good at it like Wilbur, he still can motivate people to fight for themselves or others. He’s seen to lead others into battle and taking in the fighting part a leading role

Unselfish. That’s one of the most arguable things about Tommy`s character = You can´t look at a kid and say he is selfish because he wants to get something dearly back. Especially Tommy, after he gave the things up, he cared about. But if something is happening again, he will lay it down to do the other thing. As seen by the egg, he had a hard time thinking what to do. He, in a long time, didn’t want to be catalyst for something to happen. Not when he in the moment could have stopped it. So doing this act for himself ones, was a good decisions, since they clearly weren’t ready for war

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Part of the Story

Outside of the story:

Let’s all just get something “straight”. What would Dream SMP without Tommyinnit. Now. Don’t get me wrong. All the creators on the SMP are amazing. They are all wonderful and deserve every bit of Attention and fame they get. But just imagine.

We heard from Tubbo, he was the one, who got him into the SMP. Schlatt and Wilbur came because of a “visit”. Quackity was added because TOMMY said he was bored. And from that, we got somewhat of a tree system. As Tommy was invited and drawn into conflict by Sapnap (shoutout to best boy!), he got more people.

He also has the highest viewership and kind of shortest streams, since he is doing college next to Youtube and Streaming. He can’t give up his high viewers since all of those 200.000 (average) – closing 650.000 People (doing something like a big lore stream in prison or the disc final), choose to watch him.

Also a reminder again, Tommy has his storyline as does everyone else. When we saw Tommy and Techno during the partner up arc doing something with the dogs, they saw the start of the red vines arc BUT said they were on the wrong storyline. Tommy was asked by the eggpire writers if he wanted to be a part of the story and he said yes. Why do you think he nearly says nothing about the egg. He leaves it to the writers. Also, it was said by one of Wilbur’s Character descriptions, that Tommy was okay with others doing something with his character, while Techno was more reluctant with his.

Let me say it again, every creator is awesome and individual! Nobody should be compared to others. But with Tommy coming to the Dream SMP, there really was a change in the game.

Remember, that’s because we also have a BT (before Tommy) and AT (after Tommy) Timestamp in the wiki!

Inside of the story:

Now, with Sapnap, Alyssa, Ponk and Tommy in the first ever big conflict its shown the importance. People assume Tommy is one of the conflict bringers, even though he was dragged in it by having something stolen by Sapnap and then forced to fight with him, to get it back.

The Consequences he’s got where having his discs get stolen. This is what Tommy’s biggest character motivation was the first two seasons. Those discs are known on the server and when you think about gifting something to C!Tommy, it would be a disc.

Techno = Disc Wait

Badboyhalo = Disc Pigstep, Chirp

HBomb = Disc Pigstep, Wait

Tubbo = Stal

LazarBeam = Far

Tommy is a openminded boy who longs for funny little adventures and pranks, since he is just a young person. It’s in his nature.

So why, when he does something, are people looking on him?

Because the things he was and is a part of some of the biggest events. And him being so loud and brave and rash lets him stand out. If you look at the old (hah) Revolution of L’Manburg, who can you hear talking the most and the loudest? Tommy and Dream. They were the most outgoing about the war with Sapnap, Tubbo and Wilbur following. Fundy was more quieter (thankfully he has so much more lore now).

Tommy’s character is known to fall or be dragged head first in almost every conflict. He has connections to who? Mostly everybody. So of course he’s connected big parts to the stories.

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Powers

Okay. Every “main” character or character with huge importance to the story has some kind of power. Looking at Dream, who is a “demigod” or Ranboo who I don’t even have to talk about. So what about Tommy?

Well. He doesn’t have any. Tommyinnit is one of the people, we get to have as an “human” character

Hannah = nature “Spirit”

Karl Jacobs = Timetraveller

Antfrost, Technoblade, Ranboo, Fundy = Hybrids

Dream = Something something green blob

Awesamdude, Puffy, Philza, Sapnap, Eret, Schlatt = Adding Features (wings, eyes, body parts)

Badboyhalo, Skeppy = completely different species apparently

Tommy has, as we know of the moment, a not confirmed power. The assumptions of the egg are not clear, since we haven’t seen those interact in a while. All we know is, Tommy didn’t get hurt, destroying a part and not feeling anything, while being in contact. That in canon considered.

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Flaws

As talked before in personality and also in an assumption, we see the pattern of loyalty and brashness repeating.

Flaws are the most important parts of a character. It shows the struggle of their adventure and learning how to live with it.

Percy Jackson learned loyalty is nothing, if you don’t have someone to project it on.

Harry Potter and Luke Skywalker learned being a hot head didn’t really bring him forward and it’s important to have a plan

Frodo Beutlin learned that it is okay taking care of yourself and what attachment means

Anakin Skywalker learned fear is controllable and it shouldn’t be a remaining part of your life

Tommy learned over the time that his rashness could hurt others, loyalty couldn’t come back to him like he gave it out and he learns even more in the coming future.

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Relationships

Tommy’s relationships is a mess of strings. Some are badly knotted and some are very clear.

A characters connections is an important part for the character himself.

Relationships in life are

· Enemies(-figure)

· Rivals(-figure)

· Friends(-figure)

· Family(-figure)

· Lover(-figure)

· Complicated family(-figure)

· Complicated friend (-figure)

Relationships are a part of everyone’s life. Not with everybody is a good relationship holdable. Either it’s because their hurting each other or another person. People change and that’s a part of life.

Tommy realized, even tho it hurt, that Techno wasn’t good for his mental state and health. It went against everything Tommy ever stood for.

And Tommy and Tubbo’s relationship wasn’t really that broken. It’s normal for friends to fight. Normal for them hit their heads in. Tommy and Tubbo were surrounded with people who were, at the time, a terrible addition to their mental life.

The Dream SMP doesn’t talk it out, hell the talking club was just destroyed because they preferred fists over words. So why do you think everything is going out with a fight, if it’s all they learned.

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Priced Possessions

Every character has to something a connection.

Might it be Percy Jackson and his sword

Might it be Harry with his glasses, broomstick and wand

Frodo and his stupid ring

For Tommy we all know it’s his ender chest inside and secret chest. He keeps many belongings in his chests and always has been one for those things. He kept flowers, compasses, Friendship signs and most importantly, his discs.

The care for something of items are important. Might it be a teddy, old photo or jewelry. People get protective over it, because it holds sentimental value to the person.

If you ask me, to let go of my teddy bear, I will show you my middle finger. Probably beat you up too.

You can’t just throw out your memories into a fire or pit of lava. This is just showing you never had a care and everything you had a memory with it before would have been gone.

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History/Backstory

We don’t have much here, but still something to work with.

A Hero doesn’t have an easy live. And it’s an said thing that every Hero needs an origin Story.

Tommy, said not really anything about his past.

All we know is that Tommy didn’t have anyone, presumably an Orphan, he knew the sleepy bois already a long time ago and he never learned on how to ride a bike, saying he never really had a family.

Signs that he didn’t even leave half a good life are:

· his knowledge on stealing and preferring this over working for it

· Liking to live in weird spaces like carved out holes in sides of hills (his hobbit hole or the basement by Techno) or living in his tent over a hole house

· His liking of cobblestone and dirt, which are easy gettable blocks

· Holding his goodies and friends close to him

· Craving for attention or contact in general

And now for the part with the dream SMP.

We saw how it changed him. We saw his trauma and all the bad things that happened to him.

And that’s why we say his actions came from those past experiences and things. We are NOT excusing them, but showing. Past trauma CHANGES a person. It brings experience and a heavy amount of pain and anger. ESPECIALLY at a young age, you will change due to your experience in life. You will grow worried and anxious. Tommy did that. He grew more anxious, angry, scared and also experienced.

Stop saying trauma doesn’t explain it. Yes. It does. His lashing out came from his past and negative experience. Imagine growing up in a world where this is the norm. War and banishing. As well as death. Tommy has reasons why he is acting and does stuff.

Understand it. You don’t have to forgive him or anything. But understand it.

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The moral and the story the character tells us

When we see Tommy, we see a boy who went nearly through it all. Mental/Physical Abuse, Abandonment, War, Suicidal thoughts, betrayal, Death, etc…

He doesn’t show forgiveness for his abuser. Still has signs, that he fights with the past abuse, but he tells us a story of learning from past mistakes, that even in the darkest hours, there’s a way out. Things will, can and be ugly and those are dark hours, but in no way should you think that it’s over. Life is more than one way and can always turn into a new direction.

Life takes something old away from you. Life gives you something new. You lose someone, you find someone new. Friends can turn into enemies. Enemies can turn into friends. You can meet the weirdest people. You can meet the most amazing people. You can be alone and in the next second, you’re not. You will often lose, but you also can win if you give everything.

Life can be weird and that’s okay.

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My Fazit (that’s german)

The thing is, he is very real for many viewers such as myself. He acts like how many teenagers his age reacts.

He doesn’t be “baby”, because he shows the “ugly” sides of trauma. He shows that attachments are good and you shouldn’t forgive your abuser. In no way. He shows that acting out and lashing out are two things that happen, when you have been in wars for many times and nearly just know that.

He has many flaws and mistakes but those make him even more real. He is showing how he is growing.

As a person, friend, (pseudo-)family.

He is real to many of the viewer since he doesn’t have any powers that are existing in our world to solve their problems. He knows that nobody would have helped him and Tubbo against Dream if he didn’t pay others.

Also that you can’t be friends with everyone and that it’s okay that not everybody likes you.

Tommy´s character is the most human and realistic character in a way of how we would react. We are humans who are lashing out and who are having ugly sides.

And also please stop saying that, since I really can relate to Tommy and I don’t want to be feeling like a “bad-written Character”…

And Don’t even get me started on Tommy’s acting dude!

He is one of the best actors and that one livestreams! In from off 200.000 – 600.000 People!

On the face cam alone is so much to see…

· You can see his face with each emotion shifting,

· when something funnily weird happens, he looks dead eyes in the camera

The voice acting…

· His breathing,

· the stuttering in his voice,

· THE GODDAMN EMOTIONS IN HIS FACE

HIS MUSIC CHOICE!

· He changes the music fitting for the situations as in fighting scenes or funny moments.

· He also has some funny bits with his music.

· Like a goddam DJ!

The ingame character

· His movements and head stares

· The jumping around when he gets overactive

· Long stops when he thinks or is sad!

You can see, I am a person from Tumblr and saw way too much bullshit around tommys character.

Stop critiquing him so badly.

You could say, I woke up and chose violence

>:D

#tommyinnit #mcyt #dream smp #character analysis #dream smp character analysis

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lonely-lost-soul · 4 years ago

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Under the Floorboards Part XI:

(Technoblade x reader) First Part / Previous Part

Shimmering lights sparkled above you, your dress was a deep scarlet that billowed around your feet like a halo. The corset around your waist felt tight as you leaned backward spreading your arms wide like you were asking for a hug from the universe itself. The ballroom was vast and empty, only soft music could be heard behind you, soft violins, and harps. You took in the warm lights above you, your diamond wedding ring shone brilliantly off the candles as you began to hum. Blood covered your masquerade mask, neck, and hands, a bloody sword laid by your feet, long since falling out of your hands. Hands traced the curvature of your figure and soft lips landed on the juncture of where your neck met your shoulder blade. A smile came across your lips as you breathed lightly, “Billiam.” His hands traced soft circles on your hips, the butler watched from afar, his brown hair covering his glowing red eyes. Karl watched in mild terror as Sir. Billiam whispered something in his wife’s ear, your grin only served to widen till your cheeks hurt, you brought your hand up to cup his cheek. Your eyes met with Karl’s and he took a few steps back, he couldn’t believe that all this time it was the mild-mannered wife, in the ballroom with the sword who killed the party. Sir. Billiam kicked the sword up and caught it in his hands, you leaned against your lover's chest as he held the sword against your throat, red rubies trailed down your neck in droplets. The violins picked up in a loud roaring crescendo, “Praise be the egg,” you whispered as he sliced your neck wide open swallowing your mouth in a kiss.

“Praise be the egg, my dear.”

You woke up in a cold sweat, it clung to you like a second skin as you sat up. Your hands came to cover your neck where it had been cut in your dream...nightmare? You couldn’t quite place a name on it, Aether and Technoblade both stirred beside you. Technoblade sat up on his forearms and turned his head to face you, you were breathing heavily. He watched as you brought your wrist up to your line of sight, three tally marks were etched into the skin, your jaw dropped onto the floor.

Technoblade reached over Aether to snatch your wrist and get a good look at the marks, three cannon lives. You had three, he gaped at you

You were intertwined in the twisted workings of the Smp, DreamXD had smiled upon you and your household.

“Is it supposed to be itchy?” You asked while you carried Aether upstairs trying to ignore the buzzing underneath your skin, Technoblade frowned at his wife, a mixed feeling churning in his gut. On one hand, he was relieved you had more than just one life, but on another hand now that you’ve caught the eye of DreamXD...you’d never be free to live a peaceful life. “Cause it’s really itchy,” You whined while sitting Aether down on top of Steve so you could scratch at your wrist.

“I don’t remember. I think mine was,” Technoblade gently removed your nails from your skin. “Don’t scratch at it, all you’ll do is irritate the skin, I’ll grab some ointment.”

“Thanks, Tech,” You kissed the corner of his lips and he smiled weakly at you, for that was all he could do in his current state of turmoil. He opened up the first aid kit and came back over to your place in the kitchen. Aether was sitting on the countertop lightly nibbling on a muffin. Technoblade stood beside you as he picked up your hand, he pressed a feather-light kiss to your new lifeline before he gently rubbed the hydrocortisone on your irritated wrists.

“Better?”

“Much,” You sighed in relief gazing at the lines with mild interest. Technoblade wanted to draw you away from whatever you were thinking,

“I got a letter from BadBoyHalo.” Technoblade piped up grabbing a pot of coffee, “He wants to meet up with the both of us, I have a feeling it has something to do with the egg.”

“Egg?”

“You’ll see.” He groaned, “I have a feeling he’s going to show up sometime today. I’ll bring Steve as a backup just in case,” Technoblade sighed watching you glance over at Aether, eyebrows furrowing together. You looked back over at him,

“We can’t let him know about Aether.”

“He won’t.” You let out a breath of relief and kissed the top of Aether’s head, he smiled up at you and made a happy sound. “We’ll keep him safe under the floorboards if he can keep quiet he’ll be okay.” Technoblade ruffled the top of Aether’s head with his hand, “You’re a good kid right?” Aether nodded his head rapidly not wanting to let Technoblade down, “Thanks, kid.” Technoblade caught your fond smile and flushed a light pink, “what?”

“You’re attached.” You hummed wrapping your arms around his waist, he grumbled under his breath and pushed you off, “I love you.”

“I love you too,” He sighed as knocking sounded on your cabin door. “Go hide Aether, I’ll distract BadBoyHalo.” You nodded picking Aether up into your arms and kissing the top of his head, Technoblade opened the door an eyebrow cocked. “New outfit?”

BadBoyHalo smiled a wide smile at the blade, his new black and white robes billowed from behind him as he stepped into Technoblade’s abode. “Yes! You noticed, do you like it?” He chirped fondly stepping back a little as Steve bared his teeth. “Is that a polar bear?”

“He’s Steve. It’s (Y/n)’s and I’s emotional support polar bear, he’s a good boy. He’s very good at following commands, he’s a great attack bear.” Technoblade tossed a fish Steve’s way and he caught it in his mouth tearing it to shreds in a matter of moments. BadBoyHalo’s nose scrunched up in distaste,

“That’s...um nice.” He cleared his throat before clapping his hands together, “where is your lovely wife?” He tilted his head to the side smiling a tight-lipped smile.

“She’s finishing up getting dressed. She’ll be back here in a second, slept in,” Technoblade waved the demon man off. Steve’s nub of a tail began to wag as you climbed back up the ladder, “Here she is now.”

“Hello! I’m Bad it’s very nice to formally meet you, Mrs. Blade!” Bad grinned reaching out to shake your hand, you took with a smile.

“Pleasure, and (Y/n)’s just fine. I’m more than just Technoblade’s eye candy.” You winked teasingly at the tall man who looked shocked,

“I never meant to assume-”

“You’re fine.” You reassured, “I was only teasing it’s no problem.” You smiled warmly as Steve nudged your elbow, “Hi big guy!” You cooed kissing all over the bear’s fur, he rumbled deep in his chest. Bad looked shocked at the bear’s complete compliance to your affections, “So! Where are we off to today?” You hummed as Technoblade pulled you close to his side, eyeing Bad suspiciously.

“I just have someone I want to introduce you to is all.” Bad hummed fondly, “I want to see what you think of it, I think all of you will get along great.” He praised his close friend fondly, and you smiled,

“We’d love to meet them, we can bring Steve right?” You looked up at Technoblade innocently,

“I’m not sure if that’s-”

“Obviously.” Technoblade scoffed called Steve over to him, he walked over with a gruff huff as Technoblade placed a lead on him. “Okay, we’re all ready when you are,” Technoblade nodded as BadBoyHalo blinked in mild shock,

“Um...okay!” He cleared his throat, “follow me then I suppose!” He headed outside the home and as you all left Technoblade caught sight of Ranboo. The halfling was holding a grass block in his hands and Techno motioned for him to follow. As the group of you made your way into the hole that was once L’manburg, Bad talked and talked about how wondrous his friend was, and how excited they were to meet the both of them. The entire way there Technoblade would destroy these red vines while urging you not to touch them, you were confused but listened without argument.

Even though you listened without argument, you couldn’t help but be drawn to touch them, they seemed to be whispering to you softly, wanting you near. You pushed the thoughts to the side, trying to block out those whispers, however, it was much more difficult than you anticipated. Your mind drifted wondering if this is how Technoblade felt daily, you understood him a little bit better at that moment. The raspy voices called Sir. Billiam’s name, the name meant nothing to you but made your head pound and your heart hurt painfully. You jolted feeling a hand grasp your shoulder, you were met with the concerned face of Technoblade. Unbeknownst to you, you all arrived at Bad’s friend’s hideaway, “You alright?” Technoblade whispered into your ear,

“I...Yes.” You responded as Technoblade squeezed your shoulder once again, he wished he could’ve brought Steve in with him to comfort you. “I’m alright Tech, we shouldn’t keep Bad waiting.” You entered the red room with your husband following close behind you, your eyes widened in horror seeing the entire room coated in thick red vines. There in the far right corner sat a giant pulsating egg, the voices grew louder urging you to reach out and simply touch the vines.

“Don’t touch them,” Technoblade told you almost like he could read your thoughts, the demon scoffed at Technoblade’s protectiveness. Bad crossed his arms in front of his chest but didn’t argue. The Blade picked you up in his arms just to be extra safe and carried you over to the egg, before gently resting you on the solid cobblestone floor. Your stomach churned with anxiety as Bad smiled brightly motioning to the egg, introducing you and Technonlade to his so-called friend. You were barely paying attention to what BadBoyHalo was saying, a voice entered your mind, it poked at the sides of your brain, trying to find any available crevice to slip into.

‘Lady (Y/n) I haven’t seen you in decades.’ It purred in your mind stealing your breath away, ‘You’re just as beautiful as I remember you being, and still married to a descendent of Sir. Billiam I see. Not even death could keep the two of you apart.’

‘I don’t understand.’ You thought pupils shrinking, ‘Who’s Billiam? Who are you?’

‘I go by many names the one most familiar to me is The Egg. I can grant and honor your deepest desires, my dear, I see all. I know all. I can help you get what you want most in the entire world.’

‘Oh do you?’ You mentally scoffed, ‘Jokes on you I don’t even know my own desires.’

‘Don’t you wish for Tommy to come back to you? For everyone on the SMP to be at peace. For the children not to suffer, to raise Aether in a safe environment free from government and its posion? Have other children with your husband, raise them well?’ You felt your cheeks turn bright red at the thought,

‘How did you-’

‘I know all my child.’

“Princess?” Technoblade grumbled beside you, pulling you against his side, “Keep your focus on me alright.” His eyes narrowed at an innocent-looking Bad, “What are you trying to do to her?”

“Absolutely nothing.” Bad hummed drumming his fingers gently against the egg, “She’s talking to the egg! It’s offering her the world just like it’s going to do for you! It only wants to help.”

“We don’t need anything else, especially not from some overgrown chicken egg. We’re fine.” Technoblade snarled at the demon and the egg the voices were demanding blood and the egg’s promises were drowned out by the voices. He was getting a migraine as his patience ran thin, Bad looked a little nervous at the way Technoblade’s teeth grit against one another.

“Techno…” You whispered quietly leaning against his side, You tried to reassure him but the way the voices urged for blood didn’t sit well with him, especially now that Bad had caught sight of Ranboo as well. Technoblade didn’t want to be forced to choose between Ranboo or you, he’d avoid that scenario at all costs.

“Just stay by me and don’t touch the egg or anything.”

“But-” Technoblade shot you a stern look, worry flickering across his face, he didn’t like that but, not at all. “It’s not all bad…”

“WHAT!” All four of them shouted, wait four? When did Captain Puffy get here? The only one overjoyed was Bad as he clasped your hands within his own.

“I’m so excited to hear that!” He exclaimed pulling you away from Techno who bared his teeth at the demon. “Come closer, you just have to touch it!”

“Oh fuck that!” Puffy snapped shooting an arrow right in between you and Bad, distracting you just enough so that Technoblade could snatch you back in his arm. “Bad you can’t just use the egg to manipulate people to join your side! Especially not (Y/n)!”

“Language!” Bad scolded the pirate his eyes narrowing, “I’m- We’re-” He motioned to the egg, “Aren’t manipulating anyone! The egg showed her something she desired, something she needs, and that it can help her get!”

Technoblade’s brow furrowed as he looked at you, red seeping into the corners of your eyes. He couldn’t imagine what you might want enough that he couldn’t give to you. A selfish part of him was hurt that he couldn’t provide enough, couldn’t make you happy enough so that’d you’d listen to an omlette. Still, he wasn’t just going to hand you over, he gripped you tighter,

“Look just, just give me one more chance to convince both of you!” Bad gushed, “All of you, follow me. You too little spy.” Bad pointed a claw-like finger at Ranboo who shrunk in on himself. He stepped over the vines motioning for all of you to follow, reluctantly you all did so, Puffy put a hand on your shoulder while Technoblade hovered close.

“You alright girly?” Puffy whispered to you, the red was still swimming in the corners of your eyes. “You can get through this okay?”

“I’m alright Puffy. I just have a killer headache.” You spoke with a strained smile, “Everythings just all muddled, I keep seeing flashes of...someone who looks like me in a striking red gown. I just…” You groaned rubbing your eyes causing Technoblade to turn to look over at you, you sent him a weak smile back. He growled under his breath, not mad at you just mad at Bad, he knew that you were hearing voices. He knew how difficult that was from personal experience you just needed to hang on a little bit longer, then you both could sleep the day away with Steve and Aether. When Bad brought all of you to the other egg-like structure he wanted to run his sword through Bad’s chest, fuck not bringing Steve along.

Bad tried to argue against the bear coming into the meeting area, he simply vetoed that by simply ignoring the demon man’s protests. Ranboo was silently hovering around you, everyone seemed to be on high alert as their nerves increased. Even in your delirious state, your hand interlocked with Ranboo’s claws giving it a reassuring squeeze,

“It’ll be alright Ranboo,” You reassured as Bad smiled at the both of you, “Trust me. If anything goes wrong Techno will protect us.” From behind you Technoblade’s shoulders relaxed considerably, he knew he would protect you, for now, that was enough for him. Bad went on and on about the egg, sliding in a few casual threats about Ranboo and even (Y/n). Technoblade was desperately trying to keep it together, the voices roared for blood after all no one threatens (Y/n) and one of his only friends. He watched as Bad gripped both the shoulders of his wife and Ranboo, a sinister smile on his face.

“After all Techno, it would be a crying shame if something happened to Ranboo and (Y/n) wouldn’t it?”

Technoblade’s pupils turned into slits as steam exited his nose, he grit his teeth. “Don’t touch them,” He hissed viciously even Puffy who was beside The Blade pulled out her sword. Technoblade decided to follow her lead and just as Technoblade pulled out his sword, the floor below you and Ranboo gave out. You let out a startled yelp as you grabbed onto Ranboo, as you fell, you held him to your chest you wouldn’t let him get hurt. As your head make contact with the stone ground you were out like a light.

An elegant figure stepped out of the large master bedroom, her hair pulled back, her slippered feet padding against the hardwood floors. Moonlight shone in through the large windows illuminating your features, you stepped out onto the balcony where your husband stood. A glass of whiskey in his hand, he twirled it absentmindedly, his loose pajama pants sat low on his hips. Your arms wrapped around his waist and rested your chin on his shoulder, he tensed only briefly before relaxing in your arms.

“Beautiful night Billiam.” You responded casually pressing a kiss to the side of his neck,

“Can’t sleep my dear one?” He asked, voice rich much like the taste of honey, as Billiam reached up and brushed his thumb against his wife’s cheek.

“I could say the same thing to you,” You shot back with a sad smile as he clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. “Are you at all worried about the masquerade tomorrow?” You asked softly as he turned around to face you, he grabbed your hands brushing his thumbs across your knuckles.

“Are you?” Billiam asked tenderly as you looked away in shame, “It’s alright if you are. You don’t do this often, but the egg is pleased that you want to take part.” Billiam’s eyes flashed a deep scarlet, but the love in his eyes was still the same.

“I know and I’m honored.” You exclaimed passionately, holding your hands to your heart, your own eyes were a deep red color. “I want to help the egg grow and thrive!” Billiam smiled fondly and kissed your lips softly,

“I know you do. So relax, the masquerade will go off without a hitch. All you need to do is follow the butler’s and my lead.” You nodded obediently a tired smile on your lips, “Let’s get you back to bed.”

“Come with me?”

“Of course,” Billiam gave an elegant bow, taking your hand within your own and pressing a gentlemanly kiss to your knuckles. You giggled sweetly before placing a hand on your lower back leading you back to the bedroom. The both of you slipped into the satin bedsheets and fell asleep side by side. As the morning rolled around, Ranbutler woke the both of you up and requested you both got ready earlier than expected. Billiam waved him off as the both of you getting ready for the masquerade ball he was throwing that evening. You slipped on your deep red dress, there was a slit up the leg and a low cut neckline. You had diamonds adorning your ears and a neck, your high heels were also littered in silver sparkles that almost made you the same height as your husband. A crow-like mask was chosen as your main accessory for the ball, “You look gorgeous.” Billiam spoke from behind you, his fingers trailing down the slope of your neck you smiled shyly, “almost ethereal.”

“Thank you, my love.” You turned to face him, you couldn’t deny he looked pretty dapper in a suit himself. “You clean up rather nicely too,” You giggled flattening out his lapel and pulling him close to press a kiss to his lips. He hummed against them before pulling away,

“I have to check on the preparations for tonight, wait for me?”

“Always.” Your husband walked out of the room whispering something to his loyal butler who nodded, Ranbutler looked over to you and you sent him a small smile. He gave you a little bow and you shushed him softly allowing him to rise to his feet. “Checking on the egg I presume?” You smiled as the butler gave a stern nod, both your eyes flashed a deep scarlet, a loud knock was heard on the front door of the mansion. “Someone’s early,” You pursed your lips heading out of the room, heels clicking against the floor, the butler following behind you. As you stood at the top of the steps, you saw your husband talking to what you assumed was an early guest to your masquerade. He was handsome, brown hair curling all over the place, odd goggles adorned the top of his head. Your husband immediately called him poor and you had to hide your laugh behind your hand. You stepped down the steps hand gently touching the golden railing,

“Billiam, my love, don’t be rude.” He turned to face you just as the guest’s eyes widened,

“(Y/n)?”

“Oh? Have we met?” You titled your head to the side with a fond smile,

“No. You just...you look like an old friend.” He cleared his throat holding out his hand, “My name is Karl.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” You took his hand as he pressed a soft kiss to your knuckles, Billiam let out a soft grumble of displeasure.

“He’s a youtube streamer.”

“No way!” You gasp in awe taking Karl’s hands, “That’s wonderful you have to tell us all about it!” You gushed fondly as Billiam placed a gentle hand on your back, his mouth moved in the shape of your name but you heard nothing in your ears. Your brow furrowed as you saw your name again, suddenly you felt like you were drowning, people shouting your name. Your eyes snapped open as you took a deep breath in, you were being pulled from the water. Hair stuck to your forehead as you coughed, water dripping down your head. You recognized a shape wrap you up in a tight hug, they were saying something but everything was muddled.

“Billiam?” You croaked out and the figure pulled away raising an eyebrow, they cupped your cheek tenderly,

“Heh? Who? Princess, it’s Techno.”

‘Techno? Who was Techno? Your husband!’ You sat up taking in a gulping breath, your eyes turning back to their normal (e/c) color and not the sudden scarlet. You looked around, Ranboo was shuffling in the corner holding a grass block, Puffy was beside him a gentle hand on his back. You looked around and you seemed to be in some sort of stark white church, a bell was in the corner and purple stained glass windows littered the walls.

“Where are we? What happened?”

Techno ran his fingers through your wet hair detangling it, “You were briefly corrupted by the egg. But Puffy knew how to snap you out of it.”

“You didn’t kill Bad did you?”

Technoblade grumbled under his breath, “I wanted to.”

“I wouldn’t let him.” Ranboo murmured, “You’d be upset.”

“I would’ve been,” You licked your lips nervously as you heard Technoblade grumble behind you.

“He would’ve deserved it,” You hit him lightly as he rested his chin on top of your head, “What? He would’ve, the Egg hurt you and that Egg is his best friend. Therefore you getting hurt is his fault so I will spill his blood.” Technoblade hissed, “And we’ll make an omelette out of that fucking egg.” He snarled looked up at Puffy who sent him a nod and a smile,

“I’m glad to know you’re on our side in this Techno,” Puffy smiled kneeling to sit beside you, “You too (Y/n).”

“Obviously.” You said swiftly, trying to cover up any hesitance that slipped into your tone, while the egg’s corruption was washed from your mind, his promises still held tight. “Sorry...I just have a killer migraine.”

“That’s completely normal, make sure she gets some bed rest,” Puffy told your husband handing him a little bottle of the holy water. “If she’s starting to slip, this will help,” She reassured and you smiled at her gratefully. “You’ll be back to normal in no time cutie,” Puffy beamed kissing the top of your head fondly.

“Thanks, Captian.” You praised and she hummed,

“Anything for you,” Puffy hummed standing back up to her feet, “I know first hand how scary the egg and its power can be. Living far away will help, try not to bring her back here for a while.”

“I won’t.” Technoblade nodded picking you up in his arms, you nuzzled against his neck and closed your eyes tightly. He squeezed you tightly, “don’t scare me like Jesus you’re a liability.”

“I’m sorry, trouble just seems to follow me around.” You spoke softly, sneaking a little peek at the lives on your wrist. You still had all three,

Good. You weren’t going to let some egg take one of them, not again.

The woman in red appeared once more in your mind and the man who looked suspiciously like your husband, beside her. He spun her around and dipped her, before pressing a passionate kiss to her lips. As they stood up they both disappeared into an array of golden sparkles, you opened your eyes and Technoblade was staring down at you. He looked concerned, his sharp red eyes peering into your soul. Technoblade led Ranboo and Steve back to your shared property, you were halfway asleep by the time all of you stepped into the gates.

“We need to talk about what happened.” He murmured to you as Ranboo and Steve hovered around nervously. “Alone preferably!” Technoblade cleared his throat, Ranboo jumped up smacking his head on the doorframe, and nodded,

"I'm glad you're okay (Y/n). Genuinely,"

He said smiling sadly before slipping out of the house. Steve huffed out a snort and made his way down to Aether, to entertain him while the adults talked. You rubbed your eyes and sat down on the couch by the fireplace, trying to warm yourself up. Technoblade slipped off his cape and wrapped it around your shoulders to keep you warm while you talked. “What did the egg promise you?”

You looked ashamed, ears turning pink, lying was something you and Technoblade never did. There was a mutual trust earned and respected and you weren’t going to betray that trust, “That it could end all the pain everyone’s been experiencing. That it could help the children finally be at peace and get the freedom they deserved, that we wouldn’t have to worry about people hunting us down. That we could raise Aether and be a family together without worry.” Your voice was soft, refusing to meet Technoblade’s eyes.

“Do you think I can’t protect you both? Is that really what you think?”

“That’s not fair Techno! That’s not what I mean!” You looked up at him and he didn’t look happy, “I just want everyone to be at peace here! Kids shouldn’t be suffering or put on pedestals! I know you’re perfectly capable of protecting us. What if we have more kids? Will Dream eventually get to them too?”

“I’d never let anyone touch them, you know that.” He hissed eyes narrowing, “You need an omlette to promise you protection? Don’t argue, because you slipped under its control, you did. So some part of you agreed.” Your mouth snapped shut at Technoblade’s words, your eyes narrowed and you refused to look at him. “Why am I incapable of keeping you safe?” His true feelings bubbled to the surface, you heard the slight crack in his voice. You looked back up at him, his hands were balled into fists, your furrowed brow unraveled. You reached out and took his fist in your hand, you gently rubbed the fist as it slowly relaxed in your hand. “I love you, and I’m failing you.”

“You’re not failing me,” You said softly “Not once have you failed me. You saved me from Dream, you saved me from the egg today, hell you saved me in general. I’m your wife and I’ll always love you.” He gave your hand a tight squeeze, “I just wish everyone would feel as protected as I do with you.” You admitted quietly, “even though Tommy betrayed us...He’s still a kid you know? I can’t help but feel guilty, I could’ve done better.”

“You couldn’t have. You’re not his mother.” Technoblade scoffed, “I’ll be the first to remind you about how stubborn he is, stubborn and loyal. If there’s anyone he’s always going to stick to it's Tubbo, even if we showed him kindness.” He watched you nod his head before he leaned forward to plant a kiss on your forehead. He watched your brow furrow as Steve lumbered back into the room holding Aether by the back of his overalls. You smiled over at the sight as Steve dumped your son in your lap, he made a happy squeal and buried his head in your chest.

“I missed you too Aether, did you have fun today?” He gave a happy nod reaching into his front pocket to pull out a little drawing. It was a stick figure drawing of you and Techno both holding his hands, on top of Aether’s head in the drawing was a scribbled on crown. They were both labeled something in Piglin, Technblade made an embarrassing sound as Aether squealed happily. “What? What does it say?”

“Mom and Dad,” He spoke weakly pinching the bridge of his nose and he watched your entire face light up.

“Yes! Exactly! Good job Aether!” You praised pressing kisses all over his face, “I’m your mom, and Techno’s your reluctant father!” Techno clicked his tongue in distaste at the situation, but he couldn’t lie looking at your happy expression, and Aether’s pure joy it melted his facade.

“Yeah, good job kid. Go hang it on the fridge,” Technoblade urged shooing him away and he ran into the kitchen excitedly.

“You didn’t deny it.~” You teased biting your lip fondly, “You Aether’s dad now?”

“That depends does that make you a MILF?” Technoblade questioned with such a casual deadpan it made you burst into hysterical laughter. You nodded your head rapidly as he pressed a fond kiss to your lips. “Remind me never to say that again, if I ever do please run the nearest sword through my body.”

“Will do, you absolute idiot.”

You turned to look over your shoulder at Aether who was sticking his drawing on the fridge eagerly. Technoblade took in your features, watching you look so calm even with your still-damp hair. He adored you, every single inch of you, from your wondrous brain to your beautiful body. He watched as you snuggle into his cape before turning back towards him,

“We have to protect him with our life. If anyone ever lays a hand on him they won’t live to see the next sunrise. I’ll make sure they burn and water the land with their blood.” You hummed fondly closing your eyes, that shouldn’t have turned Technoblade on as much as it did. He cleared his throat trying to calm himself and the voices down. They wanted to pin her into the couch and devour her, he cleared his throat once again, now was not the time nor place. Especially not with his supposed son in the next room, he swallowed thickly. He couldn’t believe that he was beginning to consider the zombie piglin in the other room his son. He couldn’t believe the voices were considering Aether his son. The urge to protect the child and keep that smile on your face was strong, and he couldn’t help but bend to its pull. That’s when a thought occurred to him, a smile spread across his features, there needed to be people willing to fight the tyranny you were concerned about, something to make sure anarchy always remained supreme.

They needed a syndicate.

A wide smile spread across his face as he kissed you passionately, you let out a small surprised sound.

“What was that about?”

“I have an idea.”

Sic semper tyrannis. ~~~

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springatito-moved · 4 years ago

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DREAM SMP CHARACTERS + FLOWER SYMBOLISM

Y’know how flowers have meaning? Yeah anyway here’s dsmp members & the flowers I think represent them!

I’m only doing characters with a decently major part in RECENT lore (so no whitelisted guests or ppl like alyssa who havent done anything recently)

Keep in mind this is based on their characters, not the content creators themselves! Reblogs preferred to likes!

UPDATED 6/13 - ADDED CHARLIE & PURPLED

Dream - Tansy - Often a flower used to be a declaration of war and can be seen as a symbol of immortality, coming from the greek word ‘deathless.’ They can also represent a pure hatred towards someone.

Sapnap - Gladiolus - Associated with gladiators, these flowers represent strength but they can also represent infatuation and remembrance. Sapnap is a powerful warrior, who clings to the past and his loved ones with all his strength.

George - Poppy - Known for their relationship to sedatives, poppy’s are seen as symbols of sleep and peace, but the dark red of their coloration often ties them to death as well. In history it has also been used as a flower meant to remember wars.

Tommy - Black-Eyed Susan - A symbol of justice and childhood. They are often used to inspire motivation in others. They’re versatile flowers who can survive in harsh conditions provided they find a good and willing caretaker.

Tubbo - Edelweiss - These flowers grow in the rough snowy climate of the alps, making them the perfect representation of courage and devotion. It also represents nobility as they sit atop the world while many hikers often perish simply trying to collect the flower.

Ranboo - Allium - Call it predictable, but the allium represents both prosperity and unity. Two things Ranboo is often known for and associated with. In terms of canon, it also represents patience which is something Ranboo often has when interacting with Tommy and Tubbo.

Wilbur & Ghostbur - Peony - Combining the two since Peony’s in the past used to represent anger but have since changed to mean good luck and love. In Japan they have always represented bravery and honor.

Philza - Honeysuckle - These flowers represent the joy in finding happiness, as well as finding new love and remembering love that was once lost. They carry the symbol of strong and everlasting bonds.

Technoblade - Snapdragon - Resilient yet beautiful flowers, they represent strength and grace. On the darker side, they often mean deviousness and deception.

Niki - Rhododendron - These beautiful flowers are often seen as a way to represent love and optimism but the Victorians labeled them as something to be wary of. Despite their beauty, rhododendrons are highly poisonous.

Jack Manifold - Daffodil - These bright flowers are often found blooming in spring, giving them the symbolic representation of rebirth and new beginnings.

Quackity - Sunflower - Most commonly these flowers are known to represent “false riches.” Explorers were fooled by their bright color and drawn in, only to face disappointment upon realizing they were not made of valuable gold. In language, giving a sunflower can be used to communicate romantic feelings that are difficult for a person to say aloud.

Karl Jacobs - Verbena - These are a loving symbol of protection against evil, creativity, and happiness, all things Karl values. They can also mean healing, which is what Kinoko Kingdom was built for. Protecting innocent people and moving away from all the harm to find a better future. They can also mean “pray for me” when given to a loved one.

Awesamdude - Datura (Devil’s Trumpet) - These sharp-ended flowers represent power and caution. They can also be made into a fatal hallucinogen, giving these flowers a reason to be feared.

Ponk - Heliotrope - This is not only a flower for someone who seeks eternal love, but also for those with a deep religious devotion who seek salvation.

BadBoyHalo - Pink Camellia - A flower for someone who loves deeply and longs for those who have gone away from them. They are often given to people who are generally well-liked and who’s presence brings joy to those around them.

Skeppy - Red Anemone - Anemone’s in general often represent anticipation and fragility, but the red colored ones specifically symbolize death and forsaken love.

Antfrost - Red Morning Glory - These flowers symbolize passion, and are often given to people with a strong and loyal heart to their cause.

Punz - Cornflower - These flowers are known for their representation of faithfulness and reliability. They can often stand for a person having wealth and good fortune in life.

Captain Puffy - Hollyhock - These flowers can withstand cruel weather as if it were nothing, giving it the symbolism for ambition. They grow directly up, standing tall as they reach for the sky. They are also seen as a symbol of protection and safety.

Eret - Purple Hyacinth - Due to their deep purple coloration, these specific hyacinths represent royalty. Hyacinths in general are often used to ask for forgiveness and show repent for one’s past mistakes.

Foolish - Oriental Lily - These flowers stand for eternal life and are often used to commemorate and respect those who have passed on. They also symbolize purity and innocence.

Fundy - Forget-Me-Not - A flower for those who wish not to be left behind and wish not to leave their loved ones. Even if someone in gone physically, these flowers can serve as a way to remember the good times the caretaker had with their loved one.

Hannah - Hyssop - These feather-duster-esc flowers often represent humility and cleanliness. They can also represent sacrifice.

Charlie - Dryas - A flower meaning longevity and innocence. It has been used as a medicinal flower used to heal the hurt. They can grow and adapt to survival in nearly any place they find.

Purpled - Lavender - A flower of dignity and loyalty, they serve to represent devotion. Yet they also mean distrust, coming from a victorian legend of betrayal and a dangerous assassination.

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exhausted-snek · 3 years ago

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I MADE A THING AND FINISHED IT!!!

Back in April I started a DSMP x TMA art project. Essentially it was different smp members as avatars for the 15 entities in tma. Each person was chosen as the avatar based on their cannon characters. Lemme know what you think and if you'd do any different!!!!!

The art and explanations are under the cut :)

The Buried: TommyInnit

The buried is "the fear of small spaces, suffocating, drowning, being buried alive. Fear of everything crashing down around/on oneself." Between the claustrophobia in Pogtopia, the waking up in the ocean and Tommy's constant need to sacrifice to ensure the things he cares about stay afloat, I thought he made perfect sense. Much like the coffin in tma, Tommy draws people to him. Though it's not necessarily his fault, the people and places drawn to him inevitably crash down around him as though he's doomed to drag people or things that in the end suffocate him towards him.

The Corruption: BadBoyHalo

Also known as flesh hive, the corruption is "The fear of corruption, disease, filth. Fear of the feelings of disgust, revulsion and the things or beings that might evoke such feelings." You may be wondering why I chose BBH for this but the egg is a large reason why. The egg is a corruption and disease to the dsmp. The biggest kicker though is that the corruption manifests as "unhealthy love and companionship" which BBH displays much of when trying to protect and recruit for the egg. He shows an unhealthy attachment to this egg who's only goal is to infect other and aids it in its quest.

The Dark: Ponk

This was quite a hard one to decide which smp member would work as the dark is "the primal fear of the dark, of what lies beyond that we cannot see, and the creatures hiding from our view." The reason I finally settled on Ponk was because the way the dark manifests is through monsters, blindness, and coldness. That may still seem odd but due to Ponk's blindness towards Sam's changes and his love for Sam he fail to recognize Sam for the monster he was growing to be. Even as Sam spoke to him with harsh cold words and tortured him he didn't see beyond the Sam he knew. That wasn't until Sam cut of his arm...

The Desolation: Sapnap

Desolation also known as many things including "the torturing flame" is the fear of "pain, loss, burning, and destructio, especially with a senseless cause. " I think it's not hard to see why I chose our resident arsonist. At the start of the dsmp lore one of the first major wars was the pet war. In which Sapnap's his pet fox was killed and Sapnap went on to be know as a pet killer as he'd hunt others pets for fun. While yes Sapnap does have his tendencies to cause destruction with fire he shows tendencies of followers of the desolation as well. Followers destroy the lives of those with things to live for as well as destroying things before they can reach their full potential. A good example of this is Sapnap's partition in the L'manburg vs DreamSMP war.

The End: Philza

The end is the "fear of death itself - uncaring and unstoppable. " Of course this would go to Philza, the angel of death, the immortal God. The man had traveled world and been around for so long, never having more than one life yet never needing more as he took lives rather than die. There is not much lore to Phil but me know he's an ancient being that has survived many years and often views these wars as less than they are. Where ever he goes his murder of crows are sure to follow leaving a trail of death behind him. It doesn't matter who dies because death is inevitable and not even being the son of the angel of death can stop it.

The Eye: Schlatt

This may seem odd but hear me out okay. This is the "fear of being watched, exposed, followed, having secrets exposed. " Schlatt was a smart guy, always seeming to be several steps ahead. He was paranoid and he watched everyone and everything like a hawk. He knew to execute Tubbo for being a spy, he knew that exiling Tommy and Wilbur would prevent and uprising. He eliminated the problem before it could be a problem. The eye manifests in things like books which once again ties to schlatt as he was somehow the only one with the knowledge and possession of a book that could revive someone. Oddly enough schlatt was the most observant to who was on who's side and if it weren't for is drinking he'd still be a tyrant to this day.

The Flesh: Quackity

The flesh was another hard pick but after some thought this was the result. This is "the fear held by animals bred for meat, and in the human realization that we are just animated meat and bones. " Forgive me if this one is a bit of a stretch (also for the 2 left hands ;;). After the Pogtopia vs Manburg war quackity was constantly out for the blood of those with too much power which led to the butcher army. After his fight with techno after a fail execution he came to the realization that he is like an animal that was bred for meat. This led to him once again being a butcher and torturing dream day in and day out because he's nothing but flesh and not the god he made himself out to be.

The Hunt: Dream

The hunt is the "animalistic fear of being chased or hunted" and aside from literally being hunted in manhunt Dream shows that he NEEDS to be the predator in situations. He needs everyone under his thumb and scared to rebel. That is why he poses as a god, why he HAD to break Tommy down, and why he's always manipulating people. To make it so he won't be the prey he forced himself to the top of the food chain forcing those who were threats to broken versions of themselves.

The Lonely: Ranboo

The lonely is the "fear of isolation, of being completely cut off and alone or disconnected from the rest of society." Ranboo himself is the manifestation of this fear as his memory causes him to be disconnected from others. As such the fog of his memory makes it so he's isolated, not knowing who is friend or foe. Never remembering what he's done, who he's hurt. Not being able to remember is nothing but isolation.

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Due to the 10 image restriction the rest are on a separate post lmao. If you want to see the rest click here :)

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findingjoynweirdstuff · 4 years ago

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Dream SMP Recap (December 4/2020)

It’s the day we’ve all been dreading.

The time of reckoning has come for Tommy as he and Ghostbur are pushed into exile -- Tommy’s third exile so far! He’s really racking them up.

Meanwhile, Dream and Tubbo form a tentative alliance, the Badlands start to splinter, and Mexican L’manburg continues to grow in size and power.

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- Sapnap logs on, sees that Batthew is gone and starts going apeshit on Ranboo, but then they realize that Batthew was actually still there and Sapnap was mistaken about Batthew dying. Whoops.

- Sapnap goes on a monologue about Dream dethroning George, saying basically that his loyalties lie only with Mexican L’manburg now. He and Tommy are friends, and he’ll see what happens with Tommy’s situation.

- Tubbo and Quackity speak before shit goes down. Quackity tells Tubbo about George being dethroned and his and Dream’s debate.

- Tommy comes online.

- Tommy convinces Quackity and Fundy to help him start a war against Dream that very night. Tubbo isn’t convinced but they keep talking over him, so eventually he reluctantly agrees.

- They go to meet with Dream. Dream says that he believes Tubbo will make the right choice. Tubbo laughs, says he’s sorry to Tommy, and exiles him. He says the discs are just that - discs, and they shouldn’t decide the fate of a country.

- Dream escorts Tommy and Ghostbur a couple thousand blocks away. The rain is pouring.

- Quackity leads everyone down a hallway to a Technoblade hate shrine. Fundy hands Tubbo a “L’manburg hit list” of all their enemies. They decide to take down Technoblade first, then Dream.

- Dream goes to speak with Tubbo at the walls. Dream says he’ll have the walls down within a week and he’ll give Tubbo all the obsidian.

- Tommy tries desperately to get Ghostbur to remember why Wilbur made Tubbo the president, but he can’t.

- Ghostbur says that Techno was messaging him to tell Techno their coords. Tommy doesn’t want Techno to know.

- Sam appears in front of Tommy - he must have followed them. He says that Tommy is always welcome in his home.

- Tommy is at a loss for what to do. He says they need to get back the discs. Ghostbur asks who has the discs, and Tommy says Tubbo and Dream. And in order to get back the disc from Tubbo... Tommy goes silent for a bit.

- Dream declares that L’manburg and Dream SMP are at peace. He says that he will be officially recognizing L’manburg as a state, and if anybody tries to overthrow the government, he will support Tubbo.

- Fundy asks Dream if he looks good in his suit. They’re getting married today. When Dream leaves the call, Fundy says “I love you.” Dream returns the message after a bit of...hesitation. Fundy is giddy.

- Technoblade joins Wilbur and Tommy’s call and laughs at Tommy’s failure. He arrives and bullies Tommy while showing off his new skin. He says that if Tommy really wants his discs back, he’s been working with the wrong people (Tubbo)

- Quackity retains his vice president duties.

- Tommy and Wilbur name their new town “Logstedshire,” Logsted for short.

- Logchamp. Tommy is tempted by an Apple.

- Tommy burns the Racism Logs. I think it’s safe to say he and Wilbur are going a biiiiit insane?

- #SorryTrendingGuy

- Quackity asks Sapnap what his relationship with Dream is like right now. Sapnap is still heartbroken but says that Dream might still trust him. Quackity tells Sapnap about the Butcher Army and asks if he wants to join. Sapnap says that depending on how things go, he may have “a bigger fish in his sights...”

- Tubbo speaks with Ranboo. Tubbo talks about how Ranboo was planning on running for the election on February 2nd. He says he hopes Ranboo would do a better job than him. Ranboo philosophizes about the discs.

- Quackity gives George the same proposition to join the Butcher Army that he gave Sapnap. He asks George what his stance in his relationship with Dream is. George promptly jumps off a cliff and expertly dodges the question.

- Tubbo and Ranboo go under Eret’s museum and Tubbo reminisces about the piston trap he made when he joined the server, the one he used to trap Tommy. They also fight a raid.

- Fundy and Ranboo encounter Skeppy building a tower. Skeppy has a Manberg War Shield. He asks them for dirt. They proceed to insult him.

- The Badlands are having some internal conflict as well. Sam and Antfrost aren’t pleased with Bad’s actions yesterday. He’s been making too many changes without them, and they disagree with Bad’s intentions of siding with Mexican L’manburg and trying to get involved in a plot against Dream.

- Puffy decorates for the holidays.

- Karl becomes an official citizen of Mexican L’manburg. He, Sapnap and Quackity work together to break down a section of the wall so that they can see Pokimane.

- Karl commits murder in the Holy Land.

- Sapnap is telling Quackity and Karl all the old stories. He tells Quackity and Karl about how Tommy gave up the discs for L’manberg’s birth. Quackity is surprised, as he’d always faulted Tommy for being too obsessed with the discs. Sapnap also informs them about the Railway Skirmish, and how the conclusion he’d drawn from that incident was that “Dream isn’t immortal.” (Is Sapnap planning on trying to kill Dream?)

- Quackity asks Sapnap about his thoughts on the exile. Sapnap says that Tommy had it coming, but it might not have been the right thing to do.

- Quackity then says that he has a secret kept in his basement. He says it’s the most valuable thing he has left on the server: a skeleton horse. Mexican L’manburg’s biggest prize. He says that three horses came to attack him after a thunderstorm, and he killed two of them but kept the third.

- Ranboo and Eret get into an argument about a zombie.

- Badboyhalo, Sam and Ant are all on the server too. Sam and Ant, while Bad is busy, start to draft a contract to be signed with the Dream SMP concerning the two Origin Cows (Mooshrooms) - including clauses that state that the Badlands’ validity cannot be revoked by King Eret nor anyone who comes after him, among many other agreements. The document is unsigned as of right now, since Bad and Skeppy will need to be talked to tomorrow and they’ll need to meet with Eret to get his signature.

The Badlands want to gain control over Spawn so that they have influence over any new players who join.

- Meanwhile, Karl, Quackity and Sapnap are playing dress-up again while Ranboo and Eret make a grave for Jonald, who was very short-lived.

- Eret asks Ranboo about adoption. Ranboo says that he’s not an orphan, he’s just never seen his parents.

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Upcoming Events:

- Karl will tour Pokimane around next week

- Dream and Fundy supposedly got married today but we don’t know what happened yet

- Elytra Challenge????????

#dream smp #mcyt #long posts #dream smp recaps

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graveyardteatime · 4 years ago

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Hot Take:

A lot of people I saw were upset that Wilbur confirmed Bad was a human in the SMP, and several people have said he was a demon instead. But This is Bad’s Skin

(Source: https://minecraftskinstealer.com/profile/BadBoyHalo) Nothing in this skin suggests he is a demon. No horns, no tail, nada. Those are seen in animatics. In the skin, he’s just a guy with a funky hood. He can be literally anything. Besides that, we just got reality checked. We’ve drawn bad as a demon so many times within the fandom we’ve just believed it was canon that Bad was in fact: a demon.

#Hot Take #bbh #badboyhalo #mcyt #dream smp #dreamsmp #dsmp #I would like to say this was just something I thought of please don't take this too extremely

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historianroo · 3 years ago

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I posted 71 times in 2021

35 posts created (49%)

36 posts reblogged (51%)

For every post I created, I reblogged 1.0 posts.

I added 73 tags in 2021

#dreamsmp - 13 posts

#dream smp - 11 posts

#c!wilbur - 9 posts

#c!philza - 8 posts

#wyrtt - 7 posts

#c!tommy - 6 posts

#c!dream - 6 posts

#c!tubbo - 5 posts

#c!ranboo - 4 posts

#dawn of the 16th - 4 posts

Longest Tag: 29 characters

#im getting a tattoo next week

My Top Posts in 2021

hard of hearing ramble time

(this might not make sense but I am FEELING EMOTIONS while writing “when you reach the top (there’s nowhere else to go but–)”)

I AM HARD OF HEARING

and I stg its the funniest thing sometimes because I mishear so many things, LIKE WHEN PEOPLE I KNOW DON’t CUSS speak and I THINK THEY CUSS. (looking at you badboyhalo) its the best thing!!

I have had to be an advocate for myself for a while and while I hate it sometimes I love it too! I am helping everything be easier for the next person and its wonderful!

I love getting to answer questions about being hard of hearing! its so amazing to answer the questions that people have and I love it more than life!

younger me never thought pursuing music would be a thing!! but here I am! singing for my degree!! it’s amazing!!

and THE DEAF SUPERHEROES and REPRESENTATION– I mean, I'm kinda not loving the whole Clint barton thing (working on that) buT I LOVED THE MAKKARI thing!!

I CRIED WHEN SHE CAME ON SCREEN!!

I just– my little heart couldn't take it I was so happy! And the subtitles at the theater I was at was working!!

I am learning asl! my world is opening up! and every now and then I think about younger me who had no idea what to do with this and I think “damn look how far I've come!” because every step is progress!!

ANYWAYs to SUM UP!

it doesn’t matter where you are in your life every step is progress and life isn’t a speed run!! take your time and BE HAPPY love the little steps through it all and be happy to learn asl– or at least something new!

17 notes • Posted 2021-12-05 03:57:26 GMT

what if–

I wrote an origins!hermitcraft fic–

looks at my other three fics, two college essays, one stage play and christmas

I definetly have time!

18 notes • Posted 2021-11-29 01:23:08 GMT

Philza and his wings

I know, he has his wings. The crow ones that everyone draws for him with the diamonds at the base of them, and I love those wings. But hear me out.

Philza with adaptive wings.

While writing my first chapter of my fic, I kept picturing him with dark wings, just as every canary had him. But then I wrote about how the wings adapt to the nether while flying, how they tinged white at the edges to match with the ashes, and suddenly I was thinking more along the lines of camouflage.

Not necessarily drastic shifts, but subtle ones.

The edges match the surroundings. In Jungle biomes he looks blue and green, similar to the birds that live there, and when it comes to sand they look like barn owl’s wings.

The shape of the wing never changes, always the large feathered plumes that they are, the large and powerful image that people are drawn to, but I like the idea of little changes in colors and the more extremes that can happen, like the shift from barn owl desert to dark fiery nether.

It's an adaptation that I think I draw from how often he plays in hardcore worlds. Adapting to the setting he was given and creating something wonderful from the resources available.

So why not have his wings be the same.

25 notes • Posted 2021-07-01 05:38:34 GMT

Autistic Representation

And where it fucks up.

I, like most people, consistently seek those few fictional characters to obsess over. In my specific case, it is those rare few well done Autistic/Neurodivergent or disabled characters.

But that number is few and far between and so I focus on those that the fandoms claim are autistic, though that number is limited.

I can name on both hands genuinely autistic or disabled characters, the rest are what the fandom claims. Though the fan claims are often better representation then the poorly designed characters that neurotypical directors create.

Solely because I know that many people are looking for Autistic characters, I am going to share my favorites and welcome whatever other people recommend. I’ll probably do a post later about what specifically makes them a good Autistic character later, but for now, here is a list:

Lilo from Lilo and Stitch.

Will Graham from Hannibal.

Both Sofie and Howl from Howl’s Moving Castle.

Spencer Reid from Criminal Minds.

Newt Scamander fro Fantastic Beasts.

Luna Lovegood from Harry Potter.

Clark Kent from Man of Steel.

Aziraphale from Good Omens.

Peter Parker from Spiderman: Homecoming and Far From Home.

The Doctor from Doctor Who.

Ducky from The Land Before Time.

Bonnie Anderson from Toy Story.

Zuko from Avatar.

Matilda from Matilda.

Ron Weasley from Harry Potter.

Wybie from Coraline.

Miles Morales from Spiderman: Into the Spiderverse.

Ghostbur from The Dream SMP.

And many more that I just haven’t worked out entirely. These characters, I obsess over them. I love them and I see myself in them.

And the fuck up?

The fuck up comes when people force the representation. When Neurotypical directors or actors try to put every stereotype into this character instead of letting the feelings flow naturally.

And do not even get my started on the fuck up that is Music directed by Sia.

46 notes • Posted 2021-07-03 15:11:12 GMT

when you reach the top (there’s nowhere else to go but–)

[Image Description: A greyscale digital sketch of a semicircle of characters from this ice skating AU with skater!Ranboo in the center. Ranboo is wearing a plain skating costume, skates, a mask, and sunglasses, and is spinning to stare at the upper left corner. on the far left is Tubbo, wearing overalls, smiling, and holding his hands up to cheer in Ranboos direction. Behind him is Technoblade, standing neutral in a sweater-vest and glasses. Behind Technoblade is Philza, wearing a sweater and leaning on a cane. on the far right of the image, Tommy sits on a bench, grinning at Tanboo and sticking his prosthetic leg out in front of him. There is a dog behind Tommy at the end of the bench. behind the dog is Wilbur soot, standing neutral in a sweater and beanie and smiling at Ranboo. above the figures is the bottom half of semi-transparent smiling face.]

Fic Summary:

It was never meant to be, and Tommy knew that.

The second he lost everything, he found the best of things.

A family, though he wouldn’t admit to it, in the form of a pink haired American, a cane wielding (and pretty pog) old man, a non-verbal sweater wearing man, and a boy who only ever wore yellow and was obsessed with bees.

Tommy loved each of them, in their own way, and with a heart that had been hurt in the past but still insisted on caring for others. He hadn’t expected his little family to grow beyond them.

Until he met Ranboo.

A figure skater with a past injury that hit just a bit too close to home for the blond amputee. Tommy knew he wanted to help him, so he did.

Tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo became inseparable in an instant.

And when you reach the top, there’s nowhere else to go but–

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#my 2021 tumblr year in review #your tumblr year in review #im wheezing I joined Tumblr like a two months ago #this is whiled #I cry #the fact that my ramble post is number 5 makes me so happy

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the-incapable-hero · 4 years ago

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Techno found himself complacent. Now, keep in mind, it's hard for that to even come close to happening. After all, complacency is a recipe for downfall. But he really couldn't help it.

He flicks the blood from his sword and finds that his victory is tainted by monotony. He could hear cheering and awe at yet another victory, though like many other times, the applause became indistinguishable from the other voices in his head that kept his every waking moment permanently barred from even the prospect of silence.

As he continues to clean his blade, he begins to stalk off so that he might wear some nicer clothes. Not that he really needed to change since he hadn't even gotten a speck on his attire. It was flashy, shure, but appearance is important in his line of work. That, and a little extra gold around the wrist never hurt anyone. Just as he was about to leave his audience and former opponent behind, he heard a voice.

"Technoblade." It sounded expectant. He turned at the mention of his alias-turned-name and saw a new arrival standing near. His method of appearance was definitely… unique. Yes, let's put it that way. If there was a way to stray from every single norm, then this guy was it. A porcelain mask decorated his face, pristine as could be and a very simple design of a smile boasted confidence. He had his sword drawn and pointed at Techno. Techno raised an eyebrow as he stared directly into the mask, unimpressed.

"Yeah? You lookin' for a duel?" Techno asked, knowing the answer would be yes. He'd seen it before and had done this whole song and dance. But he didn't want to fight. Not this guy. If he was here, then there was no way he actually had noteworthy skill. He wasn't even in the tournament.

"Of course. Why else would I have a sword?"

"Yer makin' yerself look like a fool. Tournament's over. I'm not fightin' you." Techno could see him tense up and his grip tightened around the sword.

"Yeah? And what's so wrong about an encore?"

"I have a family to feed. I'm not stayin' to fight you. You couldn't even get into a tournament like this. I wiped the floor with the competition here, you really think you'll be any different?"

"I can and will beat you."

"Dream on. I'm goin' home." And so, he left. Back turned and sword sheathed. The masked man he left behind lowered his blade and huffed. This wouldn't be the end.

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It had been some time, not enough in Techno's opinion, before he saw that mask again. In his defense, his outfit changed. It looked like he'd put a bit more dignity into choosing how he presented himself. Still though, Techno had refused him. This tournament was higher up in the ranks. More was at stake too. Money. Land. Lives. Illegal? Maybe. But it let Techno really let loose. Though in typical fashion, the masked man had shown up right at the end of the tournament. It was already over but here he was, pointing a sword to Techno and demanding a duel. Techno found himself sighing.

"Listen. You either have no sense of showing up on time, have no guts to be in a tournament like this, or you really just don't have skills to be here. No matter which one it is, it means you'll be like every other contestant I've beaten. So, I'll say it again: dream on. You don't have the skill." Techno didn't even let him reply this time. He didn't give him the chance. Just turned his back and left. He was doing his work and getting his pay, so why was this guy so persistent?

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This was where he peaked. Or not. He supposed that the sky was the limit. It probably could be too if he was able to point his blade in all of the right places. A noble's tournament. Felt good. Even, better, these guys actually made Techno pay attention. Not that he'd gotten more than a nick on the sleeve, but hey, it's the thought that counts.

And to be honest, even though he had to hold back from killing anyone, it just made it more difficult. The restrictions made it more interesting. He had to think around them. He decided he liked the noble tournaments.

Though he'd probably like this one in particular significantly more if that mask hadn't interrupted him right before his first duel. Another challenge, another rejection. Techno was starting to catch on to this pattern. If he wasn't in the tournament, then he wasn't going to duel. What could he possibly gain from fighting him? The conversation was going the same as well. Maybe this would become another constant in Techno's life. Or maybe not. Who knows.

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"Welcome one and all to the Greater SMP semi-annual tournament. Today, we have some very esteemed guests joining us. To list just a few, Sapnap of the Greater SMP, George of the Greater SMP, Antfrost and Badboyhalo both representing the Badlands, and many more.

"But I know why you're really here, folks. You're here to see the high ranks. The best of the best. Well they're here folks. So get ready." Techno listened to the announcer and couldn't help but smile. He was ready. He'd face off against some real competition. Looking back on it, he felt silly for thinking that he'd peaked already.

There were so many more people he had to beat in combat before he'd be satisfied.

The tournament went about how he'd predicted. The nobles here definitely put up a fight, but not enough to best him. Some came closer than others, but his sword always found its mark eventually. So when the end of the tournament began approaching, he found himself a bit winded. It was him against the other finalist. He was excited, he wouldn't lie about that. But he tried not to get his hopes too high. Best not get too eager and accidentally kill the guy. The announcer came on again.

"Our finalists, everyone. Technoblade, having clawed his way to the top with ease now sits on his fortune, ready to take down challengers.

"And our masked duelist, who until today, has refused to take part in any official tournaments. He faces off Technoblade, eager to add another win to his list." Technoblade found himself pausing at that. Masked duelist? Why was he getting a sense of deja vu?

Well lo and behold. White porcelain emerged to face Techno. He'd stuck with a similar outfit this time, but his body language had changed. He was more confident, if that were even possible.

"Oh. So it's you. You made it into a tournament, huh?" Techno asked, sounding decidedly smug. The man let out a scoff and rolled his shoulders back.

"Yup. You willing to duel me now?"

"Eh. Fine. What's your name? They didn't say it over the mic."

"Yeah, cause I didn't tell them." The masked man thought for a brief moment before his mouth under the mask split into a mischievous grin.

"What have you said every time you turned me down? 'Dream on'? Well,"

He drew his sword and slid his foot back into a ready stance.

"Call me Dream." And he lunged. Techno was quick to parry, but this Dream guy was quicker than he looked. Not to mention calculated. Every single thing he did seemed to have a purpose, and even moments when Techno thought he was about to best him, Dream would seamlessly turn his mistake into an advantage. Techno went laser focused as he found himself struggling to gain and keep a foothold. The sound of swords clashing went on for what felt like an eternity, and even as he was beginning to tire, the sound of his heart thumping in his ears and the voices (audience? He didn't know) yelling for blood put him on top of the world. He hadn't felt like this in a long time.

Though all good things must come to an end, and this good thing ended with Techno's sword frozen by Dream's neck and Dream's sword positioned to plunge into Techno's stomach. Both were heaving for oxygen and frozen in time, even the voices quieted for a handful of seconds before time was set into motion again by the announcer's voice:

"Stalemate!" Dream and Techno dropped their stance, well and truly exhausted. Dream spoke first.

"Okay, not gonna lie, that was awesome. You're a lot better than I thought you'd be."

"Oh don't get all mushy on me. You've earned your duel privileges, but only so I can learn how ta beat you."

"Oh okay, sure. Whatever. I won't let that happen. I'll win, just you wait."

"Ha, like that'd ever happen, Mr. I Refuse to Enter in Tournaments. Dream on."

"I think I will."

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"You look like a fish out of water." Techno remarked, looking at Dream's formal attire. Said man was stiff as a board and had his mask, still pristine as the day he met Techno, pulled completely over his face.

"Shut up. Not all of us dress like we just robbed a piglin hoard."

"Excuse me, gold is the best thing to wear and it makes me look fabulous. I'm not the one that looks like he's got glue in his joints."

"Are you two done yet?" A dry voice came from the now cracked open door, revealing the face of one of Dream's closer friends, Sapnap. After Dream's first official tournament, he'd actually found that participating in them was alright. He wouldn't tell you why, but any who knew him knew that it was because he wanted to stick by the friends he'd made at that tournament. He would definitely deny it though.

"Yeah, just waiting on this nerd." Techno said, gesturing to Dream.

"Oh shut up."

"No."

"Okay, just come on. You fought your way to the top so now you have to deal with it. Come on, get a move on." Sapnap consoles while pushing the two out of the room. They'd all seen too much of each other since then, mostly because now that they were of equal standing, they were usually going to be in the same places.

"You two argue too much." Sapnap teased. He playfully nudged Dream to get him to loosen up, but it didn't really do much.

"I mean, Dream is pretty insufferable."

"Wha- hey!"

"He's got a point."

"Oh and that's coming from Panda and Pig."

"Yer not helpin' your case, Dream." Techno pushed. Dream threw his hands in the air.

"I give up. You two are the worst." Techno stifled a laugh, determined to not show how he was warming up to Dream and his friends. He had to make sure he was at the top of his game too. There was going to be a tournament later that day which meant another chance to beat Dream at his own game. Though before another comment could be made, the room they trio was approaching suddenly erupted into shouting. Techno and Dream rushed forward and swung the doors open to find absolute chaos on the other side. Masked people with very off-looking weapons pointed at people there were ransacking the room and all of its occupants for all it was worth.

"Robbery." Sapnap mumbled under his breath. Techno looked over to Dream who looked to already be in a fighting stance. Techno followed suit. With no words exchanged, they leapt into the fray, ready to subdue the thieves. Techno managed to knock a couple out before a blade clipped his ear and he felt a white-hot sting follow it. He quickly flicked it off and slammed the head of the person who'd done that into a nearby table.

"They've got enchanted stuff!" Techno yelled to Dream on the other side of the room.

"Yeah, I got that." Dream shouted back. He was disheveled and Techno wondered why for a brief moment before he spotted that one of the guys he was fighting had donned a dangerously glinting chest plate. Thorns.

"Well, if you can't beat 'em." Techno shouted to the room before wrenching the sword that had clipped him previously from the man's limp hand. Techno would admit that he didn't have much experience with enchanted gear since unless the tournament was underground and very very illegal, enchantments were banned. Not that he ever needed the extra help anyway. Once he had a weapon in his hand though, sweeping the area was easy as pie. Dream had followed suit and grabbed a sword with what looked like sharpness enchanted into the blade. The two eventually found themselves back to back, wiping clean the room of the thieves. The people in attendance had begun to get set free as well and followed the two in clearing the space. Though they weren't able to do much since many of the attackers had already been knocked unconscious by Techno and Dream.

"Well that was fun." Dream remarked. Techno had to agree. Their numbers were indeed impressive and it proved to be an interesting challenge fighting several people at once.

Not to mention, Techno couldn't recall a time he'd fought back to back with someone. It wasn't bad. Maybe he'd try it again.

@1randomperson15 thanks for the idea! I had fun with this one. I hope you don't mind that I took a few liberties with it lol.

And to everyone else, if you have an idea you really want to see written, let me know!

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