#ip!tommyinnit

[maple-leifarts]

INFINITE PARADISE - Chapter 1

A DSMP AU fic I had the idea for not that long ago actually! Hope you enjoy :D (warning pretty long lmao)

“Goooood morning New London! Thanks for tuning into Destrympia News—your one and only news station personalized for your region!” The annoyingly cheerful automated dialogue blared in the blonde’s face, almost startling him off of the steel ladder he climbed down. Tommy sneered at the cyborg announcer’s face in the fully colored hologram before him as it continued to spew about how wonderful a day it was, like it did every day. “Can’t you believe the great day we all have ahead of us? Our futures are guaranteed to be enjoyable, special, and unique thanks to our sponsor—and our planet’s loving caretaker—The Syndicate!!”

“If only you knew how bad it really is,” Tommy grumbled furiously. He reached the bottom of the steps and took off into the dank, dark sewers on his hoverboard—inconspicuous enough to fool anyone into thinking he was your everyday teen. But, truly, he was more than that. In both good and bad ways. He barreled out into into the streets, the morning light blinding him, and zoomed up past the buildings into the Skyway.

The bright lilac sky blanketed the skyscrapers of New London, each one miles high, shiny and black, and laced with their own glowing neon colors. Despite being 6 in the morning, the city was bustling with activity—people walked along the streets, shops opened, the Skyway was packed with other flying vehicles, and—as Tommy discovered from the news report—a festival was being set up on the other side of the city. “Make sure to stop by the Harvest Festival today! It will be open to the public at 7 and will have lots of activities for everyone—roller coasters, fun competitive games, sideshows, and fireworks tonight at 6! Thank goodness the festival is this week too, since the average temperature will be taking a huge drop as the autumn season begins-“

Luckily briefly interrupting the weather report, Tommy received a short text on his watch—“New place is in the festival”. He grinned, happy to hear the news. “I was hoping for an excuse to check it out.” He took a right and began his way downtown.

Tommy tuned out the news and watched his surroundings as he flew, memorizing the buildings and streets he passed. Having no clue how long he would have to stay in New London, it was best to get to know the city from head to toe and especially mark all possible escape routes in case he was forced to run away from anything or anyone. Which, unfortunately, was often.

Tom was stuck in his trance of staring at all the roads below him until the news report momentarily snapped him back to reality. “As of last night, 5 mutants escaped from the Syndicate HQ and are on the loose. No trace of them has been seen since around 1 last night, so they could be anywhere. The Syndicate has not submitted any photos of them, so keep a lookout for anyone that seems out of the ordinary!”

The blonde hummed and nodded knowingly. “If they’re smart, they’d be far from HQ by now,” he muttered to himself.

”And on that note, we have some related news—“

Tommy groaned. “Here we go again.”

”It’s coming up on the 2 year anniversary since mutants Tom Simons and Ranboo Beloved mysteriously disappeared from the HQ. We still have no idea if they escaped together, or if it was just a coincidence that they escaped at the same time, but all we know is that they haven’t been seen since.” Tommy rolled his eyes. There were two things wrong about all of that. One, he didn’t “mysteriously” disappear; the escape was plenty obvious. And two, he had been spotted lots of times. Apparently the Syndicate liked to keep quiet about it, and/or were embarrassed they hadn’t caught him. And just to clarify, he had never met Ranboo.

Two images now appeared in the hologram, the first being the “Ranboo” guy. He looked about 17 in the image and had fuzzy light brown hair in a short wolf cut that somewhat covered his piercing grey eyes. A strange metal mask hid the bottom half of his face and many tubes filled with a glowing orange liquid came out of the side and bottom of the mask and connected to something on the back of his head and to a metal plate/control panel sort of thing on his chest. He wore a plain black tanktop and stared at the camera with a mildly annoyed look on his face.

The second image was Tom, 16 at the time, blurred as he ran away from the camera looking furious. Unlike Ranboo, Tom in the picture wore extremely bright colors on black, to the point where it almost looked ridiculous. However, it didn’t distract from his electric blue eyes, which were blindingly bright and shone like headlights. The result of messing with a tube of Element X5, the element that fueled the entire planet when mixed with neon, when he was younger.

“Remember, if you see any of these individuals, don’t hesitate to tell your nearest Syndicate scout immediately!” the android in the hologram finished.

Tommy hastily gave his current outfit a once-over—a mahogany sleeveless jacket with a dark green t-shirt under, a black belt, dark brown cargo pants, even darker brown boots, a red-brown over the shoulder bag, light brown sleeves with diamonds cut out at the elbows, black fingerless gloves, a mahogany forearm guard on his left arm, a light maroon hooded cape, and to top it off, a faded green bandana wrapped around his eyes to hide the glowing blue. Nothing like the outfit the world constantly saw him in on the news and posters. One might call it a loss of identity, but he called it street smarts.

He finally looked up to realize he nearly missed the exit to the festival. He swerved and floated down to the entrance, which seemed to have opened a bit early. A good number of people already wandered through the food stands, played the games, watched the sideshows, and rode the coasters. It was quite overwhelming of the senses and full of distractions—bright flashing lights, screams and cheers, aromas of fried food, and much more. And the festival took up 8 acres. Tom looked at his recent text and sighed. “This is gonna take a while.”

[polka-spots]

I just had the weirdest fucking dream.

I was on Dream SMP (and in my dream I remember explicitly thinking that this server was the DreamSMP) and I had logged on after months of inactivity however the cast consisted of:

1. A childhood friend of mine I haven't spoken to in...6 or so years.

2. TommyInnit

3. Jimmy Solidarity

4. Scott Smajor

5. Me

6. Technoblade, however I was also Technoblade for some reason? As in we were the same people, which makes no goddamn sense.

So anyway I was logging in after no playing for months and I was trying to buy rockets for my elytra, but my childhood friend (let's call them B) had stopped playing on the server so their shop was empty. I got really annoyed at this and Jimmy, who B had given all of their stuff to when they left, was unable to access the farm for some reason. Also Scott was there? And then TommyInnit started talking about how he had a deal with B to trade his bubble potions (???) For rockets. And I remember thinking about how this all started with bubble potions (which I think were my dream stand in for water breathing potions). So then dream-me decided to build a gunpowder farm but I needed charged creepers for it for some reason, and Jimmy Solidarity gave me a bunch of B's cobblestone and I headed off to look for charged creepers and I was flying over a tundra when someone - I genuinely do not remember who this was - started taunting me about my ender chest and trying to trade for my golden apples, but I refused to trade so I flew back to my base and went looking through my chest for more cobblestone so Jimmy gave me a bunch more of his, and then I went underground to look for more cobble but also Tommy was there and trying to get me to give him a bunch of diamonds that I had found while looking for charged creepers that had been just dropped by someone on top of a mountain. There was more random shit to this dream but I woke up around here and the more I think about it the more confused I am.

[pancake-syrup]

who else at the seattle tommyinnit show. who ip toming their innit in seattle

[tmmyhug]

tubbo leaks a lot of things but theyre mostly inconsequential in the long run (mcc teams, meetups, vlogs,) whereas tommy does these rare extreme close call leaks involving the most life-shattering info he could possibly leak (dream's phone number, his IP address, his entire passport oh my god,) clingy duo fr two halves of a whole i want to study them in a lab

[intrusivepng]

Tommys hopeful

“ Wilbur? “

After Wilbur and Phil talked about apologizing just makes me imagine Tommy, ear pressed against the door making out what he can and realizing Wilbur’s apologizing to people.

Having that hopeful tone in his voice and staring at Wilbur as he speaks,

“ Tommy…

I need to go apologize to Techno “

And Tommys Heart breaks a Little Bit, but he nods and understands. Like he always does for Wilbur.

[daily-bench-trio]

Drop a tommy inspired by my good friend @amysensekai 's tommy she did on stream today :D

[tinyearthstar]

that whole frick up with tommy’s audio dying, followed by his camera freezing and then him trying to get hold of philza, who was too busy watching a film with his wife to help, then the accidental alternative camera angle.... oh my dear lord, i’m wheezing!!!!! now he isn’t centered, and philza dm’d him saying “LOL” this is my favourite thing in the whole world.

[demonboyhalo]

Tubbo: WELCOME TO FUCKING APPLE BEES DO YOU WANT APPLES OR BEES

Jchaltt: Wha- bees???

Tommy: HE HAS SELECTED THE BEES

Jschlatt: Wait –

Tubbo: *approaching menacingly while shaking a jar of bees*

Jschlatt: WAIT - !

[mcyt-sideblog]

Someone donated 200£ because they wanted so badly for Tommy to know what VOIP is,,,

[t4tcecilos]

/roleplay /dsmp

lowkey hoping that c!niki is the one to take c!tommy's last canon life

(if he does end up dying, i really don't want him to die in general but i think he probably will)

she showed her distaste for him today even saying that she doesn't consider him a friend anymore because he lied and she hates liars.

plus, she deserves to go feral :)

[thatnimrodmusician]

You’re telling me Tommy couldn’t move into his new apartment cause it had a carbon monoxide leak, went to Wills but couldn’t sleep cause it was freezing, hopped onto a random public library computer to stream, this computer now has the DSMP IP and also accidentally leaked his location and his stream key???

This is not a good day for tommyinnit

[beacon-lamp]

Context: someone doing physics stuff found a situation that a previously undiscovered particle could theoretically explain, joked about naming it after tommyinnit. Jokes ensue, some was being a bit of a sealioning ass about it, jokes doubled down

ah ok ty for the context i found it :)

there's like. a pretty sizeable number of physics and engineering people in this community so im not surprised someone potentially discovered a new particle.

the scientist in me is just way more surprised they would even consider slapping a cc's name on it hahaha like if i ever manage to discover or define a new mechanism or pathway im slapping my name on that shit Immediately that's my IP the university already takes like 50% of the grant money that funded the research. the grant which, mind you, i would've written. and i'd have to also shell out thousands (plural) of dollars to even publish my paper in a reputable journal. not to mention the time it'd take to get to that point

lmao im sorry academia (at least in the us) is a nightmare and i have a lot of Thoughts

[pancake-syrup]

who else at the seattle tommyinnit show. who ip toming their innit in seattle

[yourlmanburg]

yet another smp sibling // eret + gn!sibling!reader

(hello i genuinely do not know what got blown up in doomsday please let that slide lmao, also i am honestly really sorry about how late this is - i was super tired yesterday and i’ve been busy all day today lulw but even so, i hope you enjoy this even if i didn’t have the energy to edit it whoops)

word count: 1,343

summary: eret reveals they have a younger sibling and shows them around the dream smp

request?: yep! thank you @brianawithonen!!

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Your brother had been streaming for about half an hour or so now while you were busy doing homework, but if you’d been watching, your heart would’ve melted. Alastair had somehow let it slip that he had a little sibling and his chat was going crazy as they spoke nothing but good about you, singing your praises and making it clear how much you meant to them.

“I can actually go and get Y/n if you guys would like?” She asked her chat, and needless to say, they were delighted with the idea of meeting another SMP sibling. You were sitting at your desk when you heard a knock at your bedroom door, spinning around to look at your brother.

“Aren’t you streaming?” You asked before he could get a word in. He wasn’t supposed to end yet as far as you were aware.

“Yep! Do you want to play on the SMP for a little bit?” They asked kindly, their tone preventing you from feeling too pressured. You couldn’t lie, the thought of showing yourself to tens of thousands of people both scared you and excited you - what if somebody you knew was watching the stream and they didn’t know you were The Eret’s sibling? What if nobody liked you? What if you said something wrong and got cancelled, or even worse, what if you got Alastair cancelled? Despite the negative thoughts crowding your mind, you realised how much joy the Dream SMP had brought to Alastair. You knew how much it’d boosted their career and you know how many lives he’d changed, and you knew about the friends he’d made. Maybe this was a chance for you to have the same as that for a segment of a stream.

“Sure!” You exclaimed with a grin, leaving your work where it was and following your brother into their recording room.

“Here we go, chat!” Alastair said with a smile, passing you a spare headset and pulling out another chair for you. “This is Y/n, my mini me, who is surprisingly good at Minecraft.” They chuckled as you looked at her with fake betrayal.

"Surprisingly, huh?" You chuckled, slipping on the headset and sitting beside your sibling. 

“Oh, by the way, I’m on the VC in case anybody wants to join - is that okay with you?” She asked and you nodded, already taking over his game and walking around on the Dream SMP. This was so surreal.

“So what do I do?”

“Well, I can show you around if you’d like?” Alastair looked at you with a small grin, to which you nodded eagerly. You began in (the remains of) L’Manburg and you were shown around the Greater Dream SMP, the Badlands, Manifoldland and even El Rapids, and you couldn’t lie; you were impressed by some of the structures your brother had built. Everything was going better than you’d expected and you really did enjoy spending time with Alastair like this, until you heard the familiar Discord chime and a very distinct voice that you just could not ignore.

“HELLO ERET!” The legendary TommyInnit screamed down your ears, unaware of your presence. Alastair chuckled, letting him know that he was with his younger sibling.

“Why do you have a child with you? Do they know that I am a big man, bigger than them?” oh, somebody sounded confident as ever.

“Wanna bet?” you spoke up, Tommy for once finding himself at a loss for words.

“You suck.” he stated bluntly, causing you to burst into fits of laughter. Alastair was a little more on the unimpressed side, however, asking Tommy to calm down with the somewhat aggressive remarks. Of course, he was only answered with incoherent angry mumbles, followed by another Discord chime.

“TUBBO!” both Alastair and Tommy shouted at the same time, Tubbo greeting them with an equal level of enthusiasm. A little yellow banner across the screen told you that he’d just logged into the game, his avatar appearing not too far away from your brother’s.

“Hey Tubbo, did you know Eret is with a child?” Tommy asked him like it was the biggest deal on Earth. Tubbo let out a confused laugh, asking Alastair if this was true or if Tommy was just spouting bullshit as usual.

“Hi,” you giggled before Alastair had a chance to reply. “I believe I am said child.”

“Oh, hello!” he greeted you happily, running over towards you in Minecraft and crouching in front of your character. 

“Tubbo, right? I’ve heard a lot about you.”

“Who’s Tubbo? I am Big Law and Big Law only.” you laughed at how serious his tone was, feeling as if you were really, finally seeing why the SMP meant so much to your brother. You barely knew them yet these people were some of the nicest you’d ever met (despite the fact that you’d already known of their existence and tuned into more than enough streams prior to this) and you truly felt as if you belonged - if only you could become a permanent member in the intricate storyline.

You, Tubbo and Tommy played around for a while longer with your brother by your side, every so often speaking up but he was mostly just watching you. Watching the smile on your face and the shine in your eyes; this was clearly where you wanted to be, if he could just…

Alastair pulled out his phone, opening up discord and clicking on his conversation with Dream. Meanwhile, you were very invested in the business you were starting up with the two boys, trying to persuade people like Nihachu and Ranboo to buy from you.

Dream joined the game.

You paused for a second, looking up at Alastair with a grin. You’d always wanted to meet Dream and she’d always said that he was a busy man and you just had to wait for a chance, could this be it? Could you finally be able to speak to the Dreamwastaken?

Even so, you carried on as you were. You tried not to show your excitement in fear of being seen as an overly obsessed fan, when you saw a familiar green skin hopping over to where you, Ranboo and your two new friends stood. Turning to face him, Tommy and a very confused Ranboo began shouting at you to make a deal with him for your business when somebody joined the call.

“Hello?” the new voice greeted, and it was undeniably Dream. 

“Hello!” you replied enthusiastically, as did the others. 

“Y/n?” Oh my god, he knew your name.

“Yeah?”

“What’s your Minecraft username?”

“Y/u/n, why?” Dream left the game and there was a pause. Nobody else in the call was speaking, what was happening? Had you just fucked things up? You looked up to Alastair for reassurance, and he nodded at you with a warm smile, but you still didn’t understand.

“Okay!” Dream spoke up again, dragging out the “o” and rejoining the server. “Eret should be sending you the IP address now, go and try logging in on your account, you should be whitelisted.

And you were. You’d finally been whitelisted on the Dream SMP.

All because of your brother.

That night, you sat on the sofa beside Alastair, tired from many hours you’d spent on the server, but happy. The happiest you’d been in a while. As much as you were afraid to admit it, ever since they joined you’d longed to have what they had with everyone, you longed to be part of the plot. You finally had that chance.

“So?” She asked you with a smile. “How was today?”

“Fucking incredible!” you replied, making them laugh. You leaned into Alastair’s side, looking up at him with a tired expression. “Thank you, Alastair, seriously. You’ve just made one of my dreams come true - pun intended.”

“I’m glad! I’m so happy to have you there now, I really think you have the potential to become a really crucial character.”

“Really?”

“Really. Now go and do that maths homework you left.”

“I hate you.”

[jzq]

YOU ARE SOOOOO CRIMGE UNTECHNOBLADE STUPIDCORE... HOW COULD YOU INSULT MY SCRIMBLO BIMBLO FLEEMBY JEEMBY SCRUNKLE DUNKLE FEEBY EEBY DEEBY TOMMYNAP SAPINNIT... YOU SHOULD UNALIVE YOURSELF!!!!!!1!1!1!!1!1!1!1! SLASH NEGATIVE SLASH GENUINE SLASH NOBODY HERE SLASH SERIOUS. (THIS IS A JOKE. IM NOT INSANE)

ugh omg i cant believe you would insult dreamy weamy my little sappy nappy goggy woggy scrunkly blimbos... my little karl nappity muffinhead tommyinnit benchtrio scrunklies.... you dumb anti i private quote retweeted and it was /neg. *insert ip address*

[sp-ud]

i just realized, quackity was going to stream the playing roblox with tommyinnit thing, but ended up not streaming it and (maybe) made it a recording instead, i presume this is because he had to find a way around the ip ban, and knew instead of playing roblox it’d just be quackity fighting getting banned, and mans wanted to show tommyinnit roblox and mans cant do that while getting banned