#just noticed that like...over half the team is AFK gaming

[lizzy-frizzle]

"Hey Val, who's your medic?" Skadi Alter, obviously. My backup medic is Saria.

[medicslover]

In Your Bedroom

THIS IS 18+ !!!! NSFW !!!!

Cross-posted on AO3! The reader is very clearly a self-insert of myself, so be nice! these are MY personal headcanons for Tommy, in which she is transfem and a lesbian, sorry man likers. Do not envision a genderswapped Thomas when reading this please!! My version of Tommy is not going through a transion besides growing out her hair and is happy with the way she looks. Think of canon Thomas with longer hair instead. Have fun!!

Summary ~  Tommy and the reader cuddle while they play Splatoon 3 and then bone.

Warnings: Breeding and sickeningly sweet fluff 

Word count:  1647

Dry Texas heat sticks to your skin, even with the ceiling fan on full blast you are no match for the sheer amount of heat. Thomas, the gentlelady she is, crept downstairs to get you the strawberry Monster you had brought over earlier today to share. The little game system rests in your hands as you wait to be placed into a match, quiet music falling upon deaf ears. You lean back, looking up at the decorations hanging from the walls, and you notice Ozzy staring into the inky depths of your oh-so-edgy soul. Giggling at that thought, you look back at the game; a little pinging noise rings out, Finally!

The internet here sucks ass, you had to have been waiting for at least 5 minutes, but that doesn't stop you from trying. (even if you get kicked out and temporarily banned for an hour.) The match starts, and you can hear the creaky bedroom door open, and the trademark heavy footsteps mixed with the shuffling of their feet against the floor.

"Welcome back Pookie!" You squeal quietly as she sits down next to you on the bed, placing your respective can of Monster on her side table. her face crinkles at the nickname you bestowed upon her. They start typing on their phone, so you go back to killing other players with Aerospray spam, successfully team-killing all four enemy players.

"RAAAAH!! eagle emoji, eagle emoji, eagle emoji, fire emoji, American flag emoji!" you exclaim, making sure to be careful with your voice to not wake up Ms. Luda Mae in the next room. A robotic feminine tone rings out into the quiet room shortly after your outburst,

"Shark attack in the aquarium, shark atta- shark attack in the aquarium, sha- shark- shark attack in the- shark-" you look up at Tommy, her phone in her hand, spamming her TTS app. She looks so proud of herself, a smile playing on her lips like she wants to laugh. They look so pretty like this, leather mask abandoned from her face, scarred cheek on display, you can see into her mouth through the hole. She's missing her nose but it doesn't seem to take away from her beauty. her scarred cleft lip twitches as she notices your staring, smile faltering for a moment.

"Oh! I'm sorry, I didn't realize I was staring directly at you." You exhale, feeling the warmth of fresh blood rush to your face, you can only hope that the red fairy lights strung from the ceiling can hide it. Looking back at your game, you check the map. The opposing team managed to infiltrate your team's base while you were AFK. With only a few seconds left, you accept your defeat and place the Switch down on the bed next to you. You look back up at Tommy, she's watching you carefully, "You're just really pretty, sometimes I can't help myself, and I space out when I look at you. You know I think you're the prettiest person I've ever been with, right?" you clarify, you lean into her, pressing your face into her meaty shoulder. God, I love this woman. you think, inhaling her honey-like scent.

"You're too sappy. I love you." The robotic tone spits out. Tommy's large hand wraps around your wrist, the one with the matching half-heart pendant to hers. She brings your wrist, and attached hand, up to her face, Pressing her lips against the back of your hand. She begins their little routine of treating you like Morticia Adams, herself playing the role of Gomez. She trails kisses up your arm feverishly, only stopping momentarily when she gets to the sleeve of her T-shirt. You laugh, letting yourself be manhandled by your girlfriend. She reaches for her phone again, "Nice shirt." The monotone voice rings. The voice was right, it is a nice shirt, especially because you stole it from a very pretty lady. It hangs too big on you, even being a bigger person yourself, like a dress more than a shirt, it has the Slipknot logo printed on it.

"Thanks! You'll never guess where I got it," You giggle. Thomas continues her kisses up your neck, craning down to meet its height. She moves up, kissing where your face meets your ear, trailing to kisses all over your face. She lets out a dramatic airy sigh, placing their final kiss on your lips. You lift your leg and use the hand that is holding your wrist to create the momentum needed to fling yourself on her lap. You wrap your thighs around her hips as much as possible, fitting together like a puzzle piece. Your head is right at her chest level because of the height difference, so you lean forward and pretend to sleep, your head in between her very muscly and meaty breasts.

"I'm so in love with you, Tommy." You lift your head to look at her, a small smile playing on your lips. Her eyes light up, and she softly wraps her arms around your waist. She stares down at you for a few moments, tilting her head as if that would help her read your mind. She tests her luck, rolling her hips in an attempt to grind into you. "Oh, um, if you're asking if we can do that then it's a yes!" you squeak, quickly adding, "Only if you want to though! I didn't mea-" You're cut off by her face smooshing against yours.

She rolls you onto your back, towering over you as she takes off her tightly fitted shirt, and slips out of their jean shorts. They grab their phone again, scrolling for a little bit before the red stereo blinks on with a "Bluetooth connected!"  She smiles with her teeth, showing off her bigger-than-average canines. You're a mess, giggling and blushing and rocking side to side from where you lay, giddy with excitement and sheer love for the dork on top of you. Custer by Slipknot comes on before quickly Tommy lets out a nervous yelp, quickly changing it to No More Tears by Ozzy Osbourne.

"Nice save," You giggle, Tommy is quick to glare and bare her teeth, pushing up your (her) shirt and biting down on your plush stomach. You let out a yelp, attempting to cover your stomach with your hands, but Thomas is quick to catch them. Grabbing both wrists in one hand, she takes off your (her) shirt carefully, making sure your hands can't escape her grasp. She uses one hand to slide your pink and white skull-and-crossbones shorts and underwear out from under you by lifting you. All the while you just can't stop giggling, She's so cute when she's like this.

She places her open hand between your legs, finding your clit with two fingers, she swirls around it gently for a few seconds before checking if you're prepared for her. She deems you adequate and lays herself on top of you very carefully, treating you like glass. She keeps their hand on your wrists, holding herself up some as she finds your entrance with the head of her penis. She pushes in with an audible whimper, burring her head into your neck and biting down hard. Her hair spills over your face, but you're too focused on her being inside of you for you to notice how it tickles your nose and cheeks. She groans into your neck as she starts rocking her hips, rutting into you. Her back is extremely arched so she can even reach your neck with her face.

She removes her face from your neck, lifting herself so she can hump into you better. She isn't even pulling out much, just chasing her pleasure inside of your tight walls. She's shaking with pleasure as she begins to finally pull out and push in normally, taking her open palm and covering her mouth to stop herself from moaning. Hot breaths escape from the hole in her cheek, and so do some soft, high-pitched, and whiny sighs. She grabs her phone in a shaking hand, and over the music, you hear "I want to breed you." in that same monotone voice. You know exactly what she wants to hear.

"Please? Will you breed me, please?" You whine, bucking your hips to meet hers. She quickens her pace, and soft slapping flesh sounds surround your ears. She lets go of your wrists and lifts your legs to her waist, motioning for you to keep them there. She slides her knees underneath your thighs and ass, holding you in a Breeding Press. You can feel your release approaching, but she looks closer. Tommy catches onto that fact at about the same time, rubbing into your clit softly with their open palm.

You grab onto the sheets tightly as an orgasm wracks through your body, and Tommy places her hand on your throat with a gentle squeeze. She rocks into you, and something warm spills into you as they keep going. When she's sure she's filled you enough, she collapses on top of you, soft belly pressing into your ribs and abdomen. She's quick to roll off and wrap her arms around you, grabbing her phone once again.

"Are you okay? did I hurt you?" she asks, nuzzling her face into my hair.

"Yeah, I'm okay! Are you?" You sigh with contentment, and she nods, almost purring as she curls around me, cuddling like a human pretzel. I turn my head to face her, placing a few kisses on her face. Her phone still in her hand,

"You looked so pretty begging to be bred, I bet you'll look prettier with my baby inside of you." The monotone voice mocks like it doesn't even know what it's saying.

"God you are such a lesbian, Tommy." You giggle, finally burying your head in her neck and falling asleep.

[duskys-dreams]

I was on a bus with my mom, my grandmother, Sarah, and someone I didn’t recognize. We were seated near the back, and we were all given some wine.

I was in the middle, and the person on the aisle seat scrunched in closer to make space for a fourth person, but I told him that the rules stated that three was the maximum. He moved back just in time as people started to arrive (from the back door of the bus, apparently.)

I noticed that we had an extra wine glass, that was filled to the brim. We were only supposed to have glasses half full.

I tapped my mom on the shoulder (she was in the seat right in front of us) and asked her what I should do. She said to pass it over.

Strangely, the glass was gone, leaving only a tiny glass cup full of wine. I figured it was the same one and passed it over.

Then I noticed that my grandmother had a large plastic Tupperware full of wine and ice, and I took it as well. She was trying to hide the extra wine.

We finally arrived at our destination. It was sort of like capture the flag, but we were trying to destroy the other tower with the weapons given to us. The game was overseen by Herobrine, but we didn’t know his name.

My team wasn’t doing well at first. The other team would come over and break our tower over and over, and we couldn’t do anything. We blamed Herobrine, because he was clearly helping the other team.

We needed something to call him, though. I suggested Elytran, which meant Nightmare. Everyone loved it and took to the name immediately.

We started to get better at the game. We’d have people stationed at our tower (including me) and gun down anyone who came through the low archways, while the rest of us went to the other side.

Elytran/Herobrine was watching the other side, and we all assumed he was AFK, so we started going nuts, flying, shooting the towers from an unfair distance, everything. By the time he came back, we had won.

I celebrated with my team, and we all went back to the mines. That game was an anomaly, something used to boost morale when they noticed everyone getting sloppy with their metalwork.

It was very dark, but I was curious. I followed around a large owl (he reached my waist) and asked all sorts of questions, and he answered me the best he could. It turns out that his race was a darkness dwelling one, and they couldn’t be near light, or even the colour white at all, for risk of burning to death. I was shocked, and asked how they worked with fire in the forges, if that was the case. The answer was a lot of protective gear and many deaths.

Eventually, everyone had to go to a summit meeting. I went along with everyone else, but the owl warned me to stay by the car. The rules were different inside the building, and he didn’t want me getting hurt. I understood.

I waited by the white car for hours. Finally, the owl came back, along with a wolf and a catlike humanoid. They reminded me of my mom and grandmother. There was another humanoid as well, but something felt off about them.

Everyone else felt it too. The owl told her to leave them, but she got out a mirror. She was going to kill my friends.

I wasn’t going to stand for that. I had a small tub of white-coloured ice cream, and I was gonna use it. I got a spoonful of it on my red plastic spoon and flung it at her, but it went wide. She gave me an amused look before going back to threatening my friends.

I got another scoop, and this time, I snuck up next to her and smeared it on her arm. She froze, then started to scream as she burned. I yelled at everyone to go, and we got into the car. Turning on the ignition turned it into a flying pirate ship, and we flew away.

I turned to everyone else and asked exactly why the colour white of all things was so deadly. The humanoid explained that it was a very light colour, and that played into their light sensitivity. I thought for a moment, then decided that I would help them out via exposure therapy.

The owl flew away without a word, and I didn’t know why.

POV shift to the owl, he flew to an owl colony. He met with his friend, a burrowing owl, and explained that he wanted to protect Luz (me) from all the dangers of their society, but he wasn’t sure how to do it.

His friend said he could help, and asked if we were more than friends. The owl was very flustered and vehemently denied it, we were just friends and we weren’t even the same species. They flew back to the airship.

I had tied the wolf and the humanoid to me and had them watch a pixelated video of a huge creature breathing fire on a tiny one. They were trying to escape, but I held my ground. Then I noticed that we were being followed by a strange owl, and let everyone go so we could be on guard.

The small owl followed us quietly for a long moment, before dipping into the clouds. At that moment, our owl friend landed and explained that the burrowing owl was his friend, and he was here to help. He then landed on the ship as well, and we all got acquainted with him.

[portfolio-of-dreams]

game on? | chifuyu matsuno x gn! reader

warnings: 18+ minors dni!! whiny chifuyu, streamer bf! chifuyu, oral (m! receiving), exhibitionism (heard but not seen), reader gets called kitten, dacryphilia (if you squint), cum swallowing.

w/c: 1.5k

a/n: another one beta-read by the lovely @xshinigamikittenx

A soft air danced around you as you walked towards Chifuyu’s place. You had waited all week to go see him, since he’d been so busy with work and it was finally Saturday- the day you agreed to see each other. You sauntered up his stairs to his apartment and tapped your knuckles against the door, waiting for him to answer. After a while, without an answer, you assumed he was busy or in the shower. Luckily, he gave you a key not too long ago in case you ever needed or wanted to come over for whatever reason. You slid the key into the lock and opened the door.

“Chifuyu? I hope you're decent because I’m coming in.” You spoke loudly but there was no response.

You walked into the kitchen to see a half-eaten cereal bowl on the counter and the fridge partially open. You rolled your eyes at his carelessness and closed the door. You peeked your head into the living room but no signs of him there either. His bathroom door was open too and then you heard him groaning from his bedroom. Your eyebrows knitted in confusion from the sounds and pushed the door open. He was seated in his gaming chair in front of his computer, fingers tapping rapidly against the buttons and joysticks on the controller.

“On me, on me! Who’s getting load-out?” He spoke through the mic with an urgency in his tone.

You walked over to him, placing a hand on his shoulder. He didn’t hear you come up until you touched him and he just about jumped out of his seat and looked at you, causing the other team to shoot him down. He said hey and uttered an apology to his gamemates. You could wait for him to finish this round, besides you had all day together. You flopped down onto his bed and took this opportunity to scroll through TikTok. You were sure the round would be over soon.

After about 45 minutes of watching random clips you looked over to see they had started a new game. You huffed, tossing your phone down and walked over to him-

“Fuyu, you’re supposed to hang out with me today. I want your attention too.”

He shrugged you off, saying that this game would be over soon, especially if his team would play properly. You heard them yell at him through his headphones and he concentrated back on the game, ignoring your request. You turned angrily on your heels and walked out of his line of view and then you got an idea. If he’s not going to pay attention to me, then I’ll make him. You crouched down on all fours, crawling to his feet. He hadn’t noticed you when you accidentally bumped his knee, hadn't noticed you when you made space under his desk. But finally noticed when you snaked your hand up his thigh, palming on his crotch. He’s easily aroused and a soft groan left his mouth before his hand flew up to cover it, and tried to cough it off, hoping no one noticed. A coy grin decorated your face as you started to rub against his sweats. He was stuttering through commands and his hands started to shake at the new friction.

“Oi, Matsuno! Is your head in the game?! Come on, I need a revival.” The muffled voice sounded like his best friend Baji Keisuke. This, all of a sudden, got more fun for you.

He shook his head and focused back on the game, reviving his teammate as they climbed the stairs in game to find a loot crate. You slipped your hand under the waistband and took out his hardening length, circling your thumb across his dripping slit. His breath hitches at your gentle touch and he moans shamelessly when you place your tongue at his base, licking a wet stripe up. His eyes clamped shut, causing his character to be shot down and his team to start spewing profanities at him.

“Sorry guys, I’ll be AFK for a minute. Hold it down for me.” He stuttered, the words fumbling on his tongue as he clicked a few buttons on the screen and flipped his mic piece up on his headset. He looked down at you- big beautiful eyes focused on pleasing him, “You wanted my attention, I guess you got it now.” He choked out the words as you brought your lips down against his mushroomed tip.

You smiled as you placed a kiss against his sensitive cock and opened your mouth to take him past your wet lips. You swirl your tongue around him as you take his cock further in, he’s not very big but he’s thick. You can feel the veins that litter his skin throbbing against the insides of your cheeks. Your warm mouth feels so good against him he can’t help but let out satisfied sighs. You drag your tongue from his base up the underside, tracing those prominent veins with the tip of your wet muscle. Up and down, bobbing your head along his length. His head lolls to the side, his soft blonde hair covering the emerald green of his lust-struck eyes. You take him inch by inch until his tip hits that sweet spot in the back of your throat and your nose is against his pelvis. Soft tears prick your eyes, leaving them glossy as you glance up at his face. He’s tugging his bottom lip between those perfect pearly whites, enough for you to catch them in your view. You watch as his chest heaves more and more with each drag, each suck, each squeeze.

“Come on Fuyu, you can take more.” You speak in a sultry whisper when you pull your mouth off. He winces from the rush of cool air which is followed by a groan when you bring him back past your drool soaked lips.

His cock is pulsing, balls heavy as the pre-cum leaks more fervently out of his flushed red tip. You reach your hand up to fondle with them, your tongue lazily swirling around him as you hollow your cheeks and suck faster, adding more and more pressure. He’s lost all composure and is begging for release, his game controller is held limply in one hand that’s slung over the arm of the chair. His other hand is tangled in your tresses as he ruts his hips up into your mouth, planting his feet firmly on the ground. A wanton moan escapes his drooling lips, bubbling deep from his throat as he starts to chase his high. You gag slightly and another moan breaks from him from the sound- it’s so sexy to him that you take his whole length into your throat, his head collapses backward against the headrest and his eyes squeeze shut.

“S- so good, kitten. I- ngh- gunna cum” his words are breathy, barely tangible as beads of sweat trinkle down his temple.

Pretty tears are running down your cheeks as you struggle to breathe through your nose. You squeeze a little and tug on his throbbing balls as your other hand grabs the plush of his thigh. A string of profanities are uttered as he exhales shakily. You feel him twitch against your tongue and the warmth that erupts soon after. Thick ropes of white paint the insides of your cheeks and slip down your esophagus. You try to swallow around him from the sheer amount as he chants your name. His hips desperately thrust upwards, his ass cheeks clenched from the force as he rides out his orgasm. Choked grunts and soft utterances of pleasure echo through the room as he slumps back into his chair. He’s a panting mess, trying to catch his breath as you suck him from the base to the tip, not wanting to waste a drop. You place a kiss on his abdomen, and his thighs shake.

“Wasn’t that better than playing the game with your dumb friends?” You ask innocently as you bat your tear-soaked lashes at him. He looks down at you with flushed cheeks, both arms now hanging over the armrests of his gaming chair and nods.

Then you hear it- the boisterous laughter and clapping from his headphones. He quickly looks at the screen, tips of his ears bright red and realizes he forgot to mute the microphone on his headset. You toss yourself backward with laughter, holding your stomach when you figure out what happened. His whole face turns a bright red from embarrassment as he lowers his mic and stutters through an apology.

“Sounded like a good one, Matsuno!” Baji laughs through his statement. “I didn’t know you were so whiny.” You hear Kazutora scoff in the background.

“Can we just finish the game now?” Chifuyu mumbles as he pulls his boxers back up on his still erect, but slowly softening length.

He turns his attention back to the computer screen and sets up for the next round. You stand up and place a chaste kiss to his cheek and giggle as you pull away. He looks at you through his peripherals and a small smirk graces his lips for a moment.

“I’ll get you back for that later.” He mumbles through gritted teeth as the game starts up again.

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[yeojaa]

ANGELS & AIRWAVES (w. jjk)

He's never met you but you know how he sounds when he wakes up from a nap and his greatest fears.  You know the way he sings after a shower and that he could be mistaken for a dying seal when he's laughing too hard.  The best part?  You don't judge him for any of it - including the fact he's a filthy Widow main.  He might just love you.

alt summary.  Jeon Jungkook has a big fat crush on a girl he's never met.

pairing.  jeon jungkook

genre + rating.  fluffy crack. general, for now.

warning / tags.  long-distance relationship, crushes, canon compliant (ish),  eventual happy ending, gaming, gamer!jungkook, strangers to lovers, friends to lovers, overwatch.  tags are hard.  :( 

reading.   n/a.  a three part one-shot.

word count.  ~3400

part i.

JUNGKOOK’S ROOM Sunday, 10 November, 2019.  2:13 AM.

It’s 2:13 AM when Jeon Jungkook finally finds a match, the familiar in-game sound dragging his attention away from the illuminated screen of his iPhone to the monitor before him.  He studies the SR - 3779 and 3761, respectively - and skims burning eyes across the members on each team.  Four rocks, including himself, and two Masters.

One of them has a strange name - BIGMELON - that he stares at until he's zoning out, trying to make sense of it.  Was his teammate a pervert or just hilarious?

"Good luck and have fun, everyone!"  

Your cheer filters through his headphones crystal clear but he's somehow still surprised, head tilting curiously to the side.  He hadn't expected a girl to be playing Overwatch at quarter past two in the morning.

When there's no response - he notices no one else is in the voice chat, an oddity for such a high ranking game - he takes it upon himself to keep you company.  His username lights up as his finger glides across the ALT key, sleep-worn words breaking the silence.

"Thanks, you too."

Nothing follows until BIGMELON appears once again in the upper left-hand corner of his screen.  You have a nice voice, he thinks.  "Are you sticking with Widow?"

Jungkook takes in the team comp:  Sigma, Hog, Genji, and Lucio.  A little unconventional but not wholly un-doable.  They're on King's Row, too, which is one of his favourite maps.  Balanced enough that people aren't too salty when they get headshot but with enough coverage that he can get clear picks.  

"Should I?"

"If you want."  A pause and your hero slot is filled with Mercy's portrait.  "I can damage boost."

He thinks he can hear the teasing.  It's soft and sweet and a little rough - like you'd just woken up.  

"Who says I need it?"  Comes his immediate response, question chased out of his mouth by a laugh he can't help.  It echoes, filling the quiet of his bedroom.  He hopes you don't take it the wrong way.

"O—kay, Widow main.  We'll see if you get anything from me."

It's an empty threat because you're giggling along with him.  It's distracting in the strangest way.  The sound bounces around in his ears and he can't help but focus on it, realizing belatedly that he's still sitting in spawn as the timer runs down for setting up defence.  

"Are you going to join us?"  You quip, emoting right beside his stationary sniper.  "I didn't queue just to have someone go AFK."  

Mischief colours your words and he laughs again, snorting as he finally presses W.  Two sets of footsteps echo in game and he presses SHIFT once he's hit point - and with just a few seconds left to spare - launching Widowmaker's body onto the balcony overwatching it.  Mercy follows, Guardian Angel carrying her into the air to alight behind the blue-skinned hero.  

As the timer hits 0:01, Jungkook right-clicks, scoping in on the second-floor spawn door.

BOOM.

The kill feed reads DDEOKKOOKI x STRIKER007.

"I guess you didn't need the damage boost."  

He can't help the sound he makes - a marriage between a witch's shriek and a pig's snort.  It leaps out of his mouth, louder than he intends, and he feels equally bad for you and his hyungs.  He's definitely going to get an earful in the morning - or any minute now, when one of them bursts into his room to berate him for being so loud.  "I told you."

"Yeah, yeah."  The way you speak has him grinning from ear to ear, nose scrunching in amusement.  Mercy is flying across the map, healing stream trained on Genji as the cyborg ninja just narrowly misses an errant Hanzo arrow and dashes back to point.  "I'm gonna take care of the rest of our team.  Let me know if you need anything, O' Headshot God."

You're clowning him hard but he knows it's all in good fun.  Still, he likes the nickname and decides to keep it, effectively picking off the attacking team's stealthily half-hidden Junkrat and Ana right after. 

"Show-off!"   

Then he's dinked in the head - health dropping to 30 from the partially-charged shot.  He needs heals like yesterday.

Unfortunately, Lucio is up at choke with the tanks, skating circles around the base of the statue as they hold point.  Jungkook doesn't see you immediately - he’s scanning his screen for your witch skin (of course) - only realizing you've appeared at his side when his health bar begins to climb.  "Try to stay alive, yeah?"

"My bad,"  he drawls, scoping in the same instant the kill feed announces two more enemy deaths. 

There are only a critical Reinhardt and protected Zarya left.  The former falls the moment he drops shield and her bubble doesn't reset in time;  the Russian tank dies in the next instant, his charged shot firing the moment it hits 100%.  

"Thanks for the damage boost."

"Any time."

Then you're gone, off to support the rest of your team again while he grapples onto a different ledge and continues his oppressive gameplay.  He feels a little bad when the opposing team goes double shield tank and swaps their Junkrat for a Pharah.  He feels less so when he's slept out of nowhere. Four seconds feels like an eternity when he’s out in the open - vulnerable as a baby lamb in a den of lions.

"Looks like you're really making them mad."  You'd been relatively quiet when not tending to him - likely because it was only the two of you in voice chat - and he startles when your comment breaks the quiet lofi he has going in the background. 

"I don't know why.  I'm just having fun."  He's lying.  You're laughing.  

"Too much fun, I think."  

"Maybe they should be better."  Jungkook says this like he's commenting on the weather or the colour of the sky - offhand and nonchalant.  It makes your giggles come harder.  He can hear the scratch of your mic as if you've doubled over and it's now pressed into cotton clothing.  He can't help but pat himself on the back.

"Please don't tell me you're going to 'gg ez' them when we're done."

Now he's feigned offense, gasping at the mere thought.  "Of course not.  I'm not that rude!"

"Well, you never know."  You're right.  People could be the worst when it came to online gaming, spewing vitriol and hurling insults the moment their egos were bruised (or inflated). 

"I promise I'm not an asshole."  He's not really sure why he feels the need to make this abundantly clear.  After all, he'd probably never play with you again.  Korea's density of players was just too great - you were just one in hundreds, thousands, millions. 

Still, he smiles when you reassure him you don't think he is.  "I'm just teasing.  You seem nice."

"I am nice."  Spoken in the same instance he lands two consecutive headshots - one on the bouncing, wall-riding enemy Lucio and the other on the momentarily grounded Pharah.  You must see that, because you're mocking him in that dulcet tone of yours, caramel coating words and turning them soft like toffee. 

"Not according to them."  And not that you mind, it seems, because you're damage boosting him as he catches their out-of-position Rein in his sight.  He whoops in triumph, eliciting another bemused sound from you. 

"You know they're going to do everything to counter you when we go on attack."  Which was in sub-one minute, the timer counting down the last thirty seconds of your team's defense. 

"Who says I'm going Widow again?"  

You're scandalized.  "You mean you're not just a filthy Widow main?"

For a moment, Jungkook wonders if this is how his older members feel when he (and Jimin and Taehyung) mercilessly rib them.  He thinks it must be and oh, how the tables have turned.  He decides he doesn't really mind, though.  It's all innocent fun and it's keeping him awake, aided by the cold brew he'd chugged at midnight. 

"Woah - says the Mercy player?"

"Mercy is a respectable support, okay!"

"Sure, e-girl."  

"Take that back!"  How the words explode out of his headphones makes him momentarily worry he might've overstepped but by the way your laughter chases it forward, he knows he hasn't.  You can take it just as well as you can dish it.  

"Okay, okay.  You're a not bad healer."  Because he hasn't died yet and last he checked, neither had your tanks.  Genji had once or twice - to be expected, given his playstyle - and you had, but that was still pretty respectable.

He can practically hear you rolling your eyes.  "Oh, thanks."  

"Any time, BigMelon."  

"That's ‘daebak’ to you, pal."  Had he heard you wrong?

"What'd you say?"  

There's a long pause - he's not sure whether it's for comedic purpose or something else.  You sound muffled on the other end, as if you're repressing sound.  "Because watermelon?  Su-bak?  So big melon is dae-bak?"  Whatever you had stifled earlier disappears, torn away by the pride that shines bright yellow and boisterous in your peals of laughter.

It's such a bad joke that Jungkook feels like he's about to have an aneurysm.  Were you Jin moonlighting as a Master support player? 

"You're kidding me."  He wonders if you hear him above your own glee, giggles making it hard for him to hear himself think.  "What're you - a dad?"

You scoff now, parroting his words back to him.  "What're you - the pun police?"  

Another one?

He briefly considers ALT + F4-ing his way out of this match and away from your corniness.  Considers it but ultimately decides against it, instead remaining stoically silent and choosing McCree when the hero selection screen slides into place.  His silence will surely speak volumes.  

"You know that was funny!"  By the way he can practically hear your pout - it's endearing, much to his chagrin - he thinks you know where he stands.  

"Not the word I'd use."

"You just have bad taste, McCree."  You say it scathingly yet full of mirth, a sniff punctuating the end of your rebuttal. 

"Do not!"  He returns, just as quickly.  

"Prove it.  Laugh at my joke!"  You're shameless, confident, reassured - it makes him chuckle.  

You take it as his surrender though, your own laughter blending seamlessly with his.  It goes on for longer than is strictly speaking necessary, crowding like cotton balls in his ears as you leave sprays of your hero - Ana this time - across the spawn walls.  He wrecks every one of yours with his own, BAMF displayed in 1440p. 

"Hey - stop that!"  It doesn't matter that the round is about to start - you're spamming your melee button into him.  He immediately does it back, toggling between that and his voice line. 

The rest of your team is probably wondering what the hell you're both doing.  

"Stop distracting me!"  He barks into his mic, deep dimples on full display, nose scrunched adorably.  He doesn't really mind - it's clear by his hyena cackles that follow - and he likes when your chorus of shut up's pitch and leap with your giggling. 

As he navigates McCree out behind your tanks, he can't help but wish - maybe a little selfishly - that they'll lose this round and go into a best of three.  When the opposing team's healers both die - one to Ashe's dynamite and the other to Zarya's high-charged beam - he knows that's not going to happen.  Your team's going to cap point and then you're going to be gone - off to the next game and never to be matched with again.

"We did it, McCree."  You sound deeply pleased as the last of the defenders fall, leaving point uncontested.  The Lucio on your team lingers by the choke, ready to boop any last minute hoodlums;  Echo hovers just above the enemy’s spawn, dealing damage the moment any hero comes in view.  One of your tanks is already emoting.

VICTORY flashes across his screen.  

"We sure did, BigMelon."

The cards come next - they're all for your team, though he isn't surprised.  You'd gotten 37 defensive assists whereas he had 27% Infra-Sight uptime.  He's sure you both vote for each other, the remaining four going to your other support's Sound Barrier casts.  

"Thanks for the carry."  He doesn't mean it facetiously.  This is some of the most fun he's had in-game in ages.

"You're welcome,"  you chirp.  He thinks you'll leave right after.

Instead, you both sit in voice chat in silence, watching the timer in the upper right-hand corner. 

"Do you want to duo?"  You ask in the same instance he does, breaking the both of you into a fit of laughter.  It's more distracting than he realizes, the FINDING MATCH countdown replacing the end game statistics while you’re both still cackling.

Luckily, you invite him to a group right as he removes himself from queue.

JUNGKOOK’S ROOM Tuesday, 24 December, 2019.  11 PM.

It’s six weeks and a good three dozen games later - a feat for him, considering how much of his time is eaten up by literally every other obligation he has - when he asks for your name, not realizing the consequences of his action.  

“Most people call me Jinny.”  He thinks it fits you, bright and pretty and punchy.  “What’s your name?”

Jungkook's unprepared for the question, though he shouldn’t be.  Of course you’d want to know.  Anyone would, if they’d already given their own answer.

He's silent for the longest time, quiet stretching on and on over group voice chat.  He applauds you for your patience, how you don't press him on it when the hesitation has descended from appropriate to downright awkward.

"Uh."  The word drops like a weight, crashing through the tentative friendship you've built over the past weeks.  

"You don't have to tell me,"  you supply as softly as he's ever heard you.  It's the first time you've seemed uncertain - and it bothers him that he's the reason.  "I get that we haven't known each other that long."  

As if that's actually the issue.  He would've told you the night you spent four hours together, taking wins left and right, filling the time in between matches with silly banter that had his jaw aching from laughter.  He would’ve told you on that random Thursday, when you’d listened to him talk about his busy day, effortlessly keeping him occupied - and amused - while your SR nearly descended below 3500.  He would’ve even told you yesterday, when you’d said you were going to bed, only to be roped into another six games by Jungkook’s eagerness.

It has absolutely nothing to do with time - or the lack thereof.

But he can't say that - can't tell you who he really is - so he improvises as best he can.  "My friends call me Jay."

"Jay, huh?"  You turn the sound over on your tongue, like you're tasting it for the first time, trying to decide whether you love it or hate it.  He hopes you don’t hate it.  "Then I guess we're the best J-duo to ever exist."

"Woah, we?"  He's only doing it to rile you up, finding it cute when you huff and puff and threaten to let him die in-game.  You never make good on the threat anyway;  you just like to see him sweat, watching as his health bar drops to measly single digits.  "I don't think I agreed to that."  

It's your turn to mock him, that same edge turning your words into sour candy.  "Fine.  You can find yourself a new healer.  We'll see how your SR likes that, Bronzie boy!"  

Neither of you really take the game that seriously but he gasps like he's been shot.  

"No!  Don't leave me with them!"  The way he howls the plea is enough to return you both to your rightful place - one filled with boisterous laughter and things he never thought would see the light of day.

Because somehow, he's found somewhere he feels safe - a place he feels like himself, with no pretenses or expectations.  It’s where he can rant and rave, bouncing from topic to topic like an energizer bunny with no end in sight.  It’s, oddly enough, with you.  

Connected through voice chat and built by an endless stream of communication - sometimes productive, other times not - the space you’ve carved out together has come to feel like a third home.  It isn’t quite what he has with his family or his members but it’s just as nice.

Different, but nice.

"Fine.  You're forgiven."  You sniff in that peculiar way of yours and he snickers loudly.  "How was your day?"

And this is why it is - because it's ordinary.  It’s where Jungkook can rest his head and drift for a while without worry of what’s over the horizon, ready to swallow him whole the moment he takes his eyes off the calm blue sea.  He's not raised on a pedestal with you, all the weight of his choices resting on his shoulders.  He's just a normal guy playing games.  

It might not make up for all the years of normalcy he's missed out on - the movies after school, the street markets on weekends, the holiday parties with classmates - but it's enough.  

He eats it up like he's been starved of it.

"Busy.  Really busy.  I had dance practice all afternoon and forgot to eat so I'm dying now."  There'd been a time - about three weeks in - when he'd chosen his words more carefully.  He'd been worried he might let something slip but he's found what feels like the sweet spot now, where he can tell you about his day without thinking he’ll suddenly shatter the image you have of him.

It's not always easy - he has to remember to never mention names or intimate details - but it's better than nothing.  He can finally tell someone about his day like he wants - all of the good and the bad, too.

"You should make something to eat!"

He's used to your reprimands but he still laughs, crossing his long legs beneath him as he readjusts in his computer chair.  "But we're in queue."

"Jay!"  It comes out devoid of static, clear as the waning sunshine that filters through his blinds and reflects particles of dust that drift lazily through his bedroom.

"I'll make something after we win."  He knows what you're thinking - that he's gone and jinxed your whole night.  You’re weirdly superstitious, something he's learned only recently.

As if right on cue:  "Shut up!"  

Your words sweep his expression up with glee and giddiness, like a kid on Christmas morning;  lines dig themselves into the bridge of his nose and the delicate skin beneath his eyes.  Jungkook tells himself it’s the usual pre-game jitters but he knows it’s more than that.  

It’s you and that infectious giggle that careens through his headphones, making him see everything in a pretty haze of warmth.

He’s not sure when you’d started having this particular effect on him - maybe since the beginning? - but he feels it now, clearer than ever.  Every tinkling laugh makes his heart speed up, thump around his chest like a baseball missing its mark.  The sight of you logging in elicits the biggest, possibly dorkiest smile, all slightly too-big front teeth and deep dimples.  You have him rushing through his post-practice showers and devouring dinner in half the time he usually would just to get online a minute more quickly.  

There's just something about you. 

And sure - a part of him wonders whether it's all in his head (as if it could be anywhere else).  Wonders if he's seeing you through rose-tinted glasses, doing to you what so many do to him.  Was he in over his head, praying to a deity that didn't even know he existed?  

Sometimes it felt that way - a little out of reach, like childhood crushes and summer love and wishing upon a star.  Certainly far too much for a blossoming friendship of just a month and a half.  

But then you laugh and it's Pop Rocks fizzling in his stomach and he knows that no - it's there and it's real.

Jeon Jungkook has a big fat crush on a girl he's never met. 

notes.  i love overwatch and i love jeon jeongguk.  what more can i say?  :)

[biblicallyaccuratetrain]

How I think the AiB Characters would play Among Us: Crewmate Edition

Arisu (Purple): Eerily good at figuring out who the impostors are, but usually gets killed first so he just follows his friends around as a ghost. Always completes the weather node at the first try. If he’s lucky enough to make it to a meeting he usually get talked over and Usagi or Karube have to tell everyone to shut up and listen to him.

Karube (Orange): Somehow always afk at the beginning of every game??? Hangs out with his friends 24/7, his tasks are always half-finished. Easily turned against people he doesn’t like. If you fool him in one game he’ll vote for you the next ten rounds out of spite.

Chota (Brown): Never gets killed because he’s so bad at deduction and might as well not be there. Unintentional third impostor king (Come on guys, how was he supposed to know that Last Boss was an impostor?? They did download together!) Somewhat decent at getting his tasks done, but will never ever go and fix lights.

Usagi (Red): Always speedruns her tasks, then makes sure to keep everyone save by methodically checking for bodies in each room. She only gets voted out because she’s so fast that everyone thinks she vented. If you kill Arisu she will kick your ass into the stratosphere.

Kuina (Yellow/Pink): Teams up with her friends and does all her tasks with them, literally never alone. Never remembers what she did exactly, only who she met. Typically the one who fixes lights, and most of the time she survives it? Finishes all tasks quickly except for the card swipe. Her record were thirty missed tries.

Chishiya (White): Camps in admin, nobody ever sees him do his tasks but for some reason he still finished them? Best at figuring out who the impostors are by mercilessly exploiting the game mechanics (once he used the key task method three times in a row until everyone begged him to stop). Do NOT vent if Chishiya is on the admin table, he WILL figure out it is you. Only speaks in meetings if he has an impostor to reveal, else he’ll just sit back and be quiet.

An (Cyan): Literally the perfect crewmate, always has an alibi. For some reason she’s always the one who reports the bodies? Checks vitals religiously, effortlessly deducts how long someone was dead for. Impossible to marinate unless you are Kuina, although that has only happened once so far.

Hatter (???): Keeps on changing his name and color so often that at this point he’s only let into the lobby once everyone has secured their color. Does his tasks in order of how much he wants to do them and as a result keeps on running all over the map like a madman. He’s strangely often in the same room as Agni, but so far no one has noticed. Sometimes stands on a vent just to challenge the impostors. Can and will call emergency meetings. Usually figures out the impostor based on social cues, but sometimes keeps it to himself to see what happens.

Agni (Green): Has. Not. Grasped. The game’s concept. Thinks he can’t get marinated but always does. Always the last one to finish his tasks, but somehow never gets killed? Its like the impostors fear him. Calls an emergency meeting just to tell everyone that he finished his first task. Always votes seconds before the voting time ends, and never tells everyone who he suspects.

Last Boss (Lime): Never seen ever. He’s there during the meetings but could just as well be dead because he never speaks. Is he doing his tasks? Is he standing around somewhere? Is he dead? Afk? No one knows. Votes seconds after the meeting started, never has an alibi. Third Impostor on purpose, lets Agni and Niragi get away with killing in front of him.

Niragi (Black): Absolute troll. Doesn’t do his tasks and will not give a flying shit about an emergency. Makes people think he’s the impostor on purpose by following them around threateningly. Will walk over a dead body and not report it, then cover up for the impostor. Escalates the meetings by accusing people at random - “Huh, so you were in electrical?! That’s something only the IMPOSTOR would do!”. Votes for Chishiya out of spite, never manages to vote him out tho.

[merakiui]

Morning and Day Teams Playing Among Us HCs

The 14th Department decides to play Among Us. (Part 2 can be found here.)

Morning Team (Mane)

🧩 Ghilley 🧩

Ghilley’s good at sneaking around in real life, so you better believe he’s a pro at using the vents. 

Whenever he’s the impostor, his main tactic is to kill someone while they’re doing a task. He normally goes for Jamie because he can’t get used to the controls. Anyone who’s in Admin swiping the keycard better watch out if they can’t get it on the first try.

He’s only played a few times with the others and the manager, but he’s able to memorize the map as he goes along. Sneaking around all the time, even in the game, helps a lot.

He moves fast after he’s killed someone, so whenever there’s a body report no one ever suspects him. Somehow he finds a way to make it as far from the body as possible. 

He’s always trying to trick everyone during the debate so they never really know if he’s the impostor or not. 

Whenever the Reapers suspect him, he’ll just do that famous laugh of his. 

“Am I the impostor? I don’t know. Maybe I am, and maybe I’m not. Ufufufu!”

It’s really hard to determine if he’s guilty or not because of how casual he is when playing. 

Sometimes he’ll throw out small hints so that the others will falsely accuse an innocent crew mate. He’ll say the most misleading things, which ends in an incorrect ejection. 

 His go-to color is black with the machete hat because it matches the sneaky vibe he always emits. 

☀️ Ell ☀️

Poor Ell. He’s so bad at Among Us. It’s not even funny.

For one, he can’t lie, so whenever he’s the impostor everyone knows right away. 

“It’s not me, guys!” And then he proceeds to sneeze and everyone votes him out.

Him and Jamie stick together because they don’t know what else to do. When he’s a crew mate, he’s one of the first killed because he spends so much time trying to find his way around the map.

Ell does his best to get all of his tasks done so that the others will have a chance at winning. 

Him and Jamie vibe in the dead chat. While everyone’s accusing one another, they’re just chilling. It’s honestly kind of fun.

Sometimes he’ll follow Youssef around when the two of them are in the same game. He’s learning so much from his older peers. If only he could actually get better at his gameplay. 

Youssef is really nice about it, too. He’s more than willing to help Ell in finding his tasks. That makes Ell very happy.

He tried to use the vents once and Licht caught him. 

His go-to color is cyan because it reminds him of a clear sky, and he wears the halo hat.

🐴 Jamie 🐴

Just like Ell, he’s also not good at the game. 

Jamie can’t wrap his head around all of the tasks and locations. He was downloading files and someone killed him. Now he’s stuck floating around the map as a ghost. 

“What just happened? Am I dead?”

He’s so confused.

Jamie stops and checks the map religiously so he can make it to his tasks. He’s always passing electrical trying to find the wires. 

When he was the impostor, he didn’t understand anything other than kill the crew mates. So he did just that and it failed miserably.

“What’s venting? What am I supposed to do with these fake tasks? I need the real tasks, right?”

Everyone votes him out as soon as they hear him say that during the meeting. They don’t even need to debate the location of the dead body.

It’s not his fault he can’t adapt to how fast the game moves. One minute he’s trying to swipe the keycard and the next thing he sees is Ethan twisting his avatar’s neck. He’s doing his best, though.

His go-to color is yellow, and he wears the bird nest hat.

💋 Licht 💋

He’s definitely flirting with the manager through voice chat. It doesn’t matter if the game’s ongoing; he’s going to make a few sly remarks regardless.

“If we win, we should go out to celebrate. Just you and me, darling.”

Licht just doesn’t shut up when he’s playing. Even when everyone’s supposed to silently work on their tasks, he’s busy starting a conversation with the air. No one ever replies, though the manager has begun to humor him.

He’s so upbeat and encouraging—usually just flirty half of the time—that the others have trouble figuring out whether he’s the impostor or not.

Licht’s actually pretty good at keeping his role a secret. That is, until the manager makes a comment.

“Wow! Who’s the imposter this time? They’re really good!” To which, Licht responds with, “Thank you, darling. You’re not so bad yourself.”

Kind of sus of him to say that, and nearly everyone votes for him. Even if he’s not the impostor, he still responds to the manager’s compliments.

He’ll follow the manager around when he’s a ghost, internally hoping they won’t get killed. It’s better to watch and listen as they try to work through the evidence they’ve found.

When they are killed, he tries to make their ghosts kiss. Licht seems to be playing a different type of game.

His go-to color is purple, and he wears the cherry hat.

Day Team (Die)

🎹 Theo 🎹

He’s glued to June so much throughout the game that everyone suspects he’s the impostor. But he’s just trying to protect June. He wants to be able to vouch for his friend in case the others plan on voting him out.

Theo’s actually decent at Among Us. He’s able to study the map and then follow it to his destination. He’s one of the first to finish his tasks so that he can help lead June to his.

When he’s an impostor, he won’t kill June or the manager. The rest of the Reapers are fair game, though. 

He’s surprisingly good at being the impostor. One time he and Nine were the impostors and he sabotaged the entire game. He made everyone vote out Nine so that he could win and impress the manager with his gaming skills.

He’s kind of scary when he plays. There’s a cold calculation in that warm expression of his, and it’s rather deceptive.

He goes after Nine the most. R.I.P. to Nine if he ever finds himself in the same lobby as Theo.

Theo has no problems defending himself, June, or the manager during the discussions. He always seems to have a solid alibi. If he’s put on the spot, he’s calm and collected about it, listing out his tasks and everything else that makes him innocent.

He’ll use the vents only when he needs to. Theo likes to sabotage the oxygen and the lights because it’s convenient. 

He once mistook June for someone else and killed him. That made Theo incredibly sad. :(

His go-to color is blue, and he wears the chef hat.

🌹 Louis 🌹

He’s not against playing video games if it’s with his friends. But too much screen time can be bad for the eyes and complexion. Besides, why look at a bright screen when he can ogle at his reflection all day? Truly, the latter is far prettier.

He’s not good at the game, but he’s also not bad either. Louis can do his tasks, vouch for those who were with him, and explain where he was when the body was found—albeit with his usual dramatic flair. 

“Ethan, why are our names red, but the others aren’t? Perhaps we’re special? Well, I wouldn’t expect anything less than perfect for someone such as myself!”

Ethan’s about ready to strangle him when Louis pulls mindless stuff like that.

Unlike the others, who play to win or to impress the manager, Louis plays for fun. He doesn’t care much about winning or losing. It’s the enjoyment that matters the most, right?

Louis tends to get distracted when he’s playing. The reason for that, you may ask? He noticed himself in the mirror and is now dedicating his time to admiring his features.

When this happens and he goes AFK, he’s killed. When he’s the impostor and he gets sidetracked, he completely forgets about killing.

He’s also vibing in the dead chat, spreading words of encouragement to himself. No one understands what he’s complimenting himself on, but at least Louis seems content.

Louis might not play as often as the others, but he still sets aside time for it. Though that time may get interrupted by his endless self-love.

His go-to color is white, and he wears the crown hat.

♞ Ethan ♞

He plays with intense strategy. 

Ethan likes to cut to the chase during the meetings in order to weed out the impostors. 

“I’ll keep it simple. Name your tasks and your exact location before the body was reported.” He takes the lead in most of the meetings.

He’s very diligent with his tasks. Those who don’t complete their tasks are on his radar. 

When he’s the impostor, he goes for those who are the easiest to kill off. Either that, or they’re just useless. Louis almost always finds his character dead at the hands of Ethan. 

He’s not too shabby for an impostor. Ethan knows how to use the vents to his advantage, and he never seems bothered when the others accuse him. He keeps his tone in check, so no one knows if he’s telling the truth or not.

Video games may not be a hobby of his, but he doesn’t mind playing them with the manager if that’s what they want.

When he and the manager are the impostors, they’re an unstoppable force.

He can’t believe he actually enjoyed even a second of Among Us, yet here he is. 

His go-to color is red, and he doesn’t bother with wearing a hat.

💥 June 💥

June loves playing Among Us! Not only is it fun, it also reminds him of some elements in those noir films he likes so much. A mystery is more fun when it’s played out amongst your friends.

In the beginning, he was a tad clumsy with his tasks and his role as either a crew mate or an impostor. He’s just trying to get the hang of things, but it didn’t necessarily work out in his favor.

He prefers being a crew mate over the impostor because he likes trying to figure out who’s guilty. It makes him feel like the main character of a mystery-action film.

Sometimes he’ll say the wrong things when he’s the impostor. But in the heat of the moment, he’s just excited to play more.

“It couldn’t have been me! I was hiding in the vents! Haha!”

June once received lots of baked goods from Theo a day after they all played. Theo claimed he had wrongfully killed his friend and wanted to make up for it, but June had already forgotten about that incident.

June doesn’t really suspect anyone whenever he plays. He’ll just go along with what the others say, working off of their evidence to create a conclusion of his own.

He enjoys it when the manager is in the lobby because it means they’ll be able to play together.

When June and Louis are dead, they’re typing to each other through the chat, bonding and having a grand time. They seem to forget about the game and just talk about whatever until one side wins.

His go-to color is orange, and he wears the sheriff hat.

[hhhhhhhappycow]

Haikyuu!! Team Japan playing Among Us:

Okay, so first of all they eject Atsumu at the beginning of every game

Initially it was because he was acting sus or just spamming the chat with accusations

But then it kind of became a running joke

One time it got down to only three players (one imposter) left: Atsumu, Hinata and Sakusa. Sakusa was like, I know Hinata is the imposter but I'm just going to take the L on this one and eject Atsumu because it's funny. Atsumu was fuming

Only it stopped being as funny when he got pissed off and stopped doing his tasks after he died

They let him play again after that

Hinata as an imposter normally doesn't kill many people unless he's sure nobody else is around. He mostly gets caught because he likes venting

Although one time Hakuba convinced him to go on a huge murder spree with him and they won largely by separating the others and killing as many of them as possible before a body could be found

They were all traumatised after that round

As a crew member he takes doing all of his tasks very seriously but he doesn't have a pattern to doing them, he just runs about the place at random, starting one task and then coming back to it at the end

People tend to suspect him because he can't remember the names of the rooms at all and sometimes accidentally says the wrong one before correcting himself

Bokuto is actually very good at playing as a crew member: He knows the layout well and does all of his tasks as quickly as possible, then tries to get the others to stay in a group (although he himself tends to get sidetracked following people he suspects sometimes)

Surprisingly he's figured out a whole bunch of the imposters on the chat

But he really sucks at being an imposter himself

He always kills someone at the worst moment, just before somebody else walks in

And he could accuse the other person or say he'd found the body, but he always panics and comes up with ridiculous lies, stating he wasn't even there and doesn't know what they're talking about

Nobody believes him

He and Hinata also usually stick together while playing

Hinata killed him one time and the whole team immediately knew because they heard him yelling when he died

He legitimately did not speak to Hinata for two hours

Kageyama is not great at the game

He understands the basic functions, but he tends to accidentally implicate himself, even when he's not the imposter

He's always calling out the wrong person

Is the guy who's like 'If I'm wrong vote me next' and then is wrong

And also gets so absorbed in avoiding being murdered that he sometimes forgets to do his tasks

He goes afk a lot too and comes back to find he's been accused, hasn't defended himself, and has subsequently been ejected

When he's the imposter he always kills Hinata first, and it's gotten to the point that now certain others are starting to kill Hinata first to throw him into suspicion

(Hinata is scared for his life)

Sakusa and Komori are the best at playing as an imposter

Because they're both very sneaky and good at seeding doubt in the chat

When they're both imposters they're virtually unstoppable

Sakusa as a crew member is very good at finding imposter as well

He always remembers who accused who and often pulls out the receipts after they've ejected somebody innocent

So much so that occasionally he will make up that somebody said something and everyone just believes him without checking

Weirdly, he works well with Bokuto, who always seems to find things out and then Sakusa puts it all together

Komori usually constructs a whole narrative in the chat and for some reason people always trust him

He keeps peppering in little lies that are just believable but slowly turn them all against each other

(A lot of Sakusa and Komori's success has to do with both of these guys being very consistent in the way they're playing, both as an imposter and a crewman)

When they go head to head against each other, there's normally a massive split in the group over who to believe

Yaku is generally rational and tries to act as a leader

Constantly calling emergency meetings because he thinks he's figured it out

He's the one who, along with Bokuto and Hinata, wants everyone to just stick together after a certain point, and he gets frustrated when people keep splitting off

Has rage quit on more than one occasion

Everybody always knows when he's the imposter because he goes really quiet and tries to blend in to the background, agreeing with what others say and killing on the sly

He doesn't know that's how they know because nobody's told him he does it

A lot of the time, after a couple of deaths where he's been silent about finding the imposter, the group will unanimously vote to eject him because they just know, and it really pisses him off

Contrarily, Hoshiumi gets louder when he's the imposter, and he knows he does it but he can't help it

He just gets excited

Like Hinata, he enjoys venting and it often leads to him being caught out

He also self-reports a lot and then basically dares them to eject him when he gets accused of doing so, which only works about half the time

'Eject me and you'll see I'm one of you'

Hakuba is absolutely ruthless

His main strategy as imposter is just to kill as many crew members as possible before being found out

Never talks in the chat

Whoever plays imposter with him usually gets annoyed because he's so obvious with it most of the time

Now and then he likes to switch it up by only murdering anybody near Hoshiumi and then blaming him

It usually works

He either does really well and wins the game quickly, or loses it for them incredibly quickly

Ojiro doesn't like to accuse people without evidence because he's afraid of being accused himself

So he tends to follow people he suspects a lot of the time

Which leads to him being killed a fair amount

He doesn't really mind too much, he actually quite likes being able to just get on and finish his tasks and spy on what the others are doing

He's always chatting to anybody else who has died, making puns and jokes about what's happening in the game

Some of his and Atsumu's conversations after they've both died are pure comedy gold

Although he and Yaku had a genuine argument once because Yaku was so upset at having been killed (by Komori, who he trusted) and Ojiro made a joke about it

'Hey Yaku, don't you think Komori is looking a little sus now?'

He also self-reports sometimes, although he generally has more success than Hoshiumi

The 'believe me if you want but it's your loss if you don't' guy

Hyakuzawa is also kind of bad at the game

At the beginning he didn't realize you had to do tasks after you had died so everyone else had completed theirs and were all accusing each other as to who hadn't finished them, as it was the only thing stopping them from winning

They lost that round

In the chat he tends to agree with what everyone else is saying and tries not to stand out too much

His favorite thing about the game is the lobby before the game begins: For some reason the others all started copying whatever he did, putting on the same hats or running in the same direction as him

It makes him happy

Ushijima does not get this game

The first time he played he asked Sakusa to help him. Sakusa saw that he was the imposter but couldn't bring himself to turn Ushijima in, so helped him win instead

He's lost almost every game since then

He just seems to be incapable of winning, even though he tries and asks Sakusa and Kageyama for advice

The one who asks questions in the chat like 'How do I vent like Yaku just did?' (cue Yaku screaming)

One time while they were all playing online they noticed that Ushijima was actually contributing and winning a lot of games

Turns out some of the old Shiratorizawa guys were visiting and Ushijima had gotten bored and handed the controller over to Tendou

Like Hyakuzawa, he enjoys some of the pre/post-game antics

Actually has a good memory for all of the tasks and what rooms they are in so he's good at coming up with a cover story: It's just that it doesn't help much when he claims to have been in admin when there were three other people in admin who all know he wasn't there

Iwaizumi joins them when they play sometimes and he is quite good: He knows the layout well and methodically works through the map from left to right

Whenever anyone kills him the team seek vengeance

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Kinktober Day 10 - Cybering - Tomura Shigaraki/Eijirou Kirishima

[Ao3 Mirror] Rating: Teen (series will be Explicit) Word Count: 2,732 Summary:  Running the League of Villains and being on the run without any resources is really stressful. Sometimes, Shigaraki just wants to relax, play a game, and virtually kill people.Kirishima feels the same way. Contains: Among Us shenanigans, future Kirishima/Shigaraki

I’ve been wanting to write this fic for a while and once again I can’t make it short enough to write in one day so here’s a like 2 or 3 part series.

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He's tired. Exhausted. More than anything in the world Tomura Shigaraki misses his bed- his room- his consoles and games from the time before. Before Kamino, before Sensei had gone and-

Tomura scowls, chases the thought from his mind. He's been over this a hundred times, been stewing in it even day for weeks, there's no point getting worked up again. So he does what little he can to relax, to lie back on the old, dingy mattress and the rotted, half-ripped sheets. His coat will act as a fine enough blanket tonight, but for now- now he's too tense, too angry to sleep. Normally, he'd invest some time in his latest game, a series he can drop an hour into until he's finally relaxed and ready to get the sleep that eludes him.

But then. He's lost that too, hasn't he? He's left with only his phone and a data plan on someone's bill somewhere that has yet to be traced to him. (At least he hopes; would be rather awkward if the heroes were aware of his late night search history).

There are few games he can play and enjoy, mindless things, but damn if there isn't one that keeps his attention. Tomura sets his name to Dust and loads into the first lobby he sees. As soon as he loads in he moves to the laptop to change his color to black. The chat explodes:

KingExplos (orange): you made it public dumbass KingExplos (orange): gtfo rando

Tomura sneers at the next one, considers finding another lobby.

AllMight (green): Welcome! Floaty (pink): hi!

The prospect of being imposter and killing him first makes Tomura stay.

RedRiot (red): Oops sparky (yellow): but we got 10 players now! RedRiot (red): Ignore orange, Dust Alienqueen (purple): He's cranky lol

They must all know each other, probably all in a Discord together. So long as they're not teaming, it doesn't matter, he can put up with their too-friendly chatter for now.

Dust (black): start RedRiot (red): Right!! Sorry!!

Tomura rolls his eyes, but settles back into his pillow as the timer counts down. The first round goes smoothly; he's a crewmate and works through his tasks with stunning precision, except for the damn card swipe that takes three attempts. He ends up doing the refueling task at the same time as red, the energetic little bean circling his own black avatar a few times in enthusiasm. Tomura scowls, considers the likelihood that red is an imposter all too happy to follow Tomura to the engines, but lets that worry fade- as halfway through the first refueling someone reports orange's body.

Alienqueen (purple): where Froppy (lime): where? Shouto (white): ?

Then, the location come in one by one, all except for the reporter:

AllMight (green): froppy and I were in admin! Froppy (lime): yep sparky (yellow): afk in caf lol Shouto (white): elec with alien

It takes a minute, and Tomura begins to suspect a self-report, until at last:

Ingen (blue): KingExplos's body was outside Navigation and I am sure I saw Floaty running away towards Oxygen! Therefore, pink is an imposter! Floaty (pink): what!! I was at up engine, blue's lying

Tomura grins, he does so love this part.

Dust (black): pink's lying. Dust (black): i was in up engine. RedRiot (red): Yeah!! RedRiot (red): Dust and I were doing refuel together! Floaty (pink): I was just outside, going to medbay Floaty (pink): Ingen don't lie to them!!

The banner pops up: Dust has voted. The rest of the group follows, ringing in one after another.

Froppy (lime): sorry floaty Floaty (pink): dang it Ingen!!

Sure enough, a little pink bean floats out into space followed by Floaty was an Imposter. Easy. Even if blue was slow on clarifying, it should be an easy game with only one dead and one imposter left.

The game resumes- and Red excitedly follows Tomura's avatar back to the upper engines to finish refueling. Tomura finishes first and- watching as Red's avatar remains stuck to the console- waits for Red to finish. It's logical, Tomura decides, to go in pairs and not get split up. Even if he wins, it still sucks to die. And when Red runs to him, circles him again, they pass by the reactor to go get more fuel to do lower engine.

There's no body interruption this time. Tomura only has one task left and it's trash. The bar's not far enough over yet for him to use his visual task- but Red circles him obnoxiously again and moves back and forth back towards storage. He has nothing better to do, Tomura decides, and follows him. Red leads him past storage, past comms, and up the corridor into weapons. He stops next to the console- and sure enough, the ship's lasers fire as Red does the asteroid game.

Well, at least Tomura knows he wasn't running around with the only other murderer on the ship. Red circles him again, excitedly following as Tomura wanders back into the cafeteria.

Just in time to watch green snap lime's neck.

Tomura blinks, then huffs a single amused half-laugh. But Red is the one to get there first, smashing the report button as green still just stands there over lime's bisected corpse.

RedRiot (red): DEKU!!!!!!!! RedRiot (red): WHY!!!!!! AllMight (green): I'm sorry! Alienqueen (purple): where RedRiot (red): YOU KILLED HER??? AllMight (green): I'm sorry, Froppy!!!! Shouto!! Chargebolt!!

Sure enough, the crewmate list shows not just lime dead, but white and yellow too. Impressive, actually. Tomura wonders where the bodies were, if only the one they witnessed is the one that got reported. Probably electrical. Red continues his caps ranting.

RedRiot (red): UNMANLY! Ingen (blue): Where was the body found, RedRiot? Dust (black): its green Alienqueen (purple): omg! all might's an imposter!

Tomura resists snorting. The votes come in fast- ending with green voting for himself. He spins off into space and Tomura is rewarded with the winner's screen. He's shocked to see everyone- everyone load back into the lobby. Not a single leaver? They're definitely in a group together.

KingExplos (orange): WHY THE FUCK DID YOU KILL ME FIRST?? Floaty (pink): gg lol sparky (yellow): killed by all might sparky (yellow): what a way to go AllMight (green): I said I'm sorry! Shouto (white): It's alright, that's how you win. Alienqueen (purple): no its alMIGHT KingExplos (orange): SHUT UP AND START

Tomura allows himself to laugh at that at least, orange's frustration more so than purple's joke. They're not terrible, no obvious cheaters thus far- and their ingroup dynamics keep the focus off him.

This time, the text pops up red. Imposter. Tomura grins- and notices the character off to the side of his avatar. Red. Well. So long as he isn't following him around like a lost dog, maybe Tomura can carry him to a win.

The game starts and Tomura immediately heads down to admin, stops in front of the wiring panel and waits, watches the other characters filter in and out- for a moment it is just him and green (an urge to kill All Might no matter who catches him is intense), but pink and purple both wander in and Tomura has to move on. He heads down to storage, finds nobody idling there (too close to admin anyway). Electrical is obvious, a great kill spot, but on a whim he heads right into communications- and finds orange by his lonesome.

He drops into the room, slits orange's throat, and is back out heading up past shields, nav, and weapons. On the way he passes Red, who stops to wiggle back and forth at him before continuing on down the way Tomura came from. Tomura makes it all the way into the cafeteria and presses up to the wiring panel next to blue. He waits for the kill cooldown to reset- is just about to tap the button when--

Body reported! Tomura scowls- and blinks at the megaphone under Red's name. Blinks at the second red X in the crew list, white also having been killed and not by Tomura.

RedRiot (red): Stop killing Explos first! I can hear him yelling up there!! Alienqueen (purple): where? RedRiot (red): Comms AllMight (green): oh no RedRiot (red): Came from nav and didn't see anybody

Tomura stares at the chat. He'd killed white and reported orange's body to look innocent, not a bad plan-

Ingen (blue): I was doing the trash removal in cafeteria with Dust who was doing wiring. Floaty (pink): was in the middle of reactor game :( Alienqueen (purple): f Alienqueen (purple): in medbay waiting on samples sparky (yellow): wait shoutos dead too Froppy (lime): deku is it you again? AllMight (green): what!! no!! RedRiot (red): You can't kill your way to being at the top of the class!!

Students. Ah. Makes sense how they all know each other now, the dynamics at play. Perfect.

sparky (yellow): all might sus lol AllMight (green): i'm not!! AllMight (green): i was in elec doing the spinny thing Dust (black): alone? AllMight (green): i think so sparky (yellow): sus lol Alienqueen (purple): yeahhh sparky (yellow): wait sparky (yellow): dust where were you???

Tomura rolls his eyes.

Froppy (lime): ingen said they were in cafe with him Dust (black): wires in cafe w blue sparky (yellow): oh Floaty (pink): read chat spark lmao sparky (yellow): sorry dust llo sparky (yellow): lol* Alienqueen (purple): youre so dumb omg Ingen (blue): Dust and I were in the cafeteria completing tasks. Froppy (lime): are we voting? sparky (yellow): green is sus for sure!! Floaty (pink): idk :( RedRiot (red): Elec is near comms and he was alone...

Tomura's finger hovers over the vote button. Too aggressive and he'll look suspicious... but voting someone off immediately would definitely help.

Alienqueen (purple): im skipping for now Alienqueen (purple): but ur on thin ice!!! AllMight (green): its not me!!!

The votes rolls in one by one. Red's appears in the list- and Tomura wishes he'd been more clear how he was voting. He plays it safe, skips. There's plenty of time to coax out that suspicion. The results tally up: pink, yellow, and sure enough Red had voted for green. If Tomura had voted the other way it would've been enough to eject him- damn. It's fine, he can work with it.

The game resumes and Tomura guides his avatar through rooms, pauses at task locations to seem genuine, to wait for a good opportunity. He finds the perfect one, at the bottom of storage blue leads him towards the trash chute. The grin that curls at his lips is cruel, but he can't help it. They're the perfect target, blue's precision could be a problem if Tomura needs to lie. Blue wiggles then stops to complete the task- trash explodes out from the side of the ship, proving blue's innocence. Tomura already knew that. Before blue can step away somewhere more visible, he taps the kill button and his black avatar skewers blue's.

He runs towards electrical, dips in and makes it all the way to the vent, stopping there- and waits for just a moment. It might be risky to leave electric so close to the body, so he jumps in the vent and slides his way over to security, popping out when he's sure no one is around. Easy. He stands by the cams but stares at the hallway, waiting for a potential victim as his timer ticks down. People probably aren't done, not concerned with using security yet- and just as Tomura is about to give up and seek out prey for himself, a little pink bean comes running by.

They turn into the reactor room and approach one of the tasks. Tomura sits at the other task, right next to each other- only seconds left, 5, 4, 3- he just needs them to be below average at the memory game- 2, 1-

He jams the button as they begin to run away and his avatar stabs theirs and- Body reported!

It's fine, it's fine. Nobody else was in reactor with him, he's sure.

Dust (black): where Alienqueen (purple): KIRI....... AllMight (green): where? sparky (yellow): ? RedRiot (red): uh Alienqueen (purple): KIRI KILLED TSU....

Shit.

sparky (yellow): riot!!! how is that manly!! Alienqueen (purple): RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME IN MEDBAY AllMight (green): omg Dust (black): lol

Tomura is definitely not laughing out loud, but if he doesn't respond he'll look suspicious.

RedRiot (red): Look!! RedRiot (red): You weren't supposed to come in!! sparky (yellow): hahaha ok vote kiri Alienqueen (purple): YOU KILLED TSU! RedRiot (red): You weren't supposed to see!!

That does make Tomura shake his head, perhaps a little amused at Red's explanation. No use trying to defend him. He taps the vote button and they come pouring in. Tomura can still win this, he's pulled it off with worse- so long as Red sticks around to pull out some sabotages for him, there's a good chance. The voting ends, green being the last hold out-- and Tomura's mouth drops open.

As one final parting gift, Red has voted for green.

Red's body goes spinning off into space, the confirmation RedRiot was an Imposter appearing after

It doesn't always mean something, but maybe, maybe, the rest of the crew will think it was Red implicating green as his co-conspirator. The game resumes and Tomura wanders over towards medbay. They'll probably be grouping up soon, he needs to work fast to separate them- and the alarm makes his screen flash. Red's already at work.

Tomura crosses cafe to go to oxygen, stands at the console there- and yes. yes. purple comes running in from nav. The cooldown from the round starting is rough, but it's enough, it has to be- the sabotage ends (damn, if he could've killed her before that, he could've won immediately) just as it comes off the timer. The black avatar rips open to reveal a mouth and takes a chomp out of purple.

Tomura runs to the cafeteria- and watches as yellow slams the emergency button. He'll notice purple is dead, they were together, shit-

sparky (yellow): deku!!!!!!!!

and yellow. Yellow votes. Tomura full-on fucking laughs.

AllMight (green): what!! sparky (yellow): you been sus all game its you isnt it!!! AllMight (green): no!! it's you! accusing me to get the rando to vote me out and win! sparky (yellow): omg no! Dust (black): actually Dust (black): it's neither of you

and Tomura votes for green.

sparky (yellow): OMG sparky (yellow): R U FR AllMight (green): i told you!!!! sparky (yellow): how do u change ur vote???? Dust (black): you cant AllMight (green): that was too sneaky dust

Green accepts his fate, votes for himself. Tomura wishes he was actually All Might- that'd certainly be a novel way to kill him, to eject him into space. The winner's screen appears: Black's avatar and the ghost of RedRiot standing as menacingly as little bean creatures can.

He taps through the ad, loads back into the lobby.

RedRiot (red): Haha! We got y'all! KingExplos (orange): you fucking dick Alienqueen (purple): denki ur a moron LMAO Floaty (pink): that was amazing dust KingExplos (orange): fucking killing me first again Floaty (pink): but omg :( AllMight (green): i told you!! Floaty (pink): I just needed to do reactor :( RedRiot (red): Dust you were beast!!

Tomura blinks, feels sweat gather on his palms. A few of the players from the previous game didn't return.

Dust (black): thanks RedRiot (red): Do you have discord?? RedRiot (red): I have go to sleep but we made a great team! RedRiot (red): Should play again some time!!

He shouldn't. It's not like his discord is private or obviously him or anything, Tomura only uses it for the gaming servers, a quicker way to look for group before loading in- but he hasn't needed to do that in some time. He'd been swiping away any notifications, set himself on do not disturb and didn't open it to not make himself miss his consoles.

But he liked this. Red was good, good instincts, wasn't overly annoying or stupid, and more than anything, they had good synchronization. What harm could it be? At worst Tomura just blocks him, at best they play Among Us some more. He waits for two more people to leave the group, probably also headed off to sleep if they're all students before typing out his username.

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Two months ago, somewhere in the States...

  "...and this is the living room," said a brunette, she was holding a few months old baby and rocking it to avoid fuss.

  "Wow, cool place," commented another woman, younger one with noticeable indigenous traits and a hair dyed in shades of blue and pink, "We still miss you in raids girl."

  "Haha yeah, you lot better not forget how damn good of a tank I am," she chuckled, "I will rejoin as soon as I drop the baby agro," she lovingly patted the baby who in return gave out giggles, "will you be ok when we are gone Nebs?"

  "House-sitting with free pizza and WiFi? Somewhere to sleep other than a tiny container of a van?" She smirked, "hell yeah!"

  "You like that van!"

  "I sure do," Nebula chuckled.

  "Let's have some coffee," the other one said, walking back to the kitchen, "Do you have any plans for this weekend?"

  "Yeah, we are raiding," Nebula leaned to the doorway, stuck her pierced tongue out then she stood awkwardly, as her friend handed the baby to her, "Uhmm... Stacey?"

  "Don't worry, she doesn't bite, yet, but drools a lot," the mother snickered preparing coffee, "do you wanna use my computer?"

  "Nah, brought my own, thanks though," she replied, as she tried not to panic and accidentally drop the baby. Soon after coffee was ready, and they sat down in the kitchen table. Stacey's husband, Adam, came to pick up their kid so the two women could geek over the new Star Wars movie and have their drink without drool and grabby, tiny hands. Not that Nebula hated children or anything, they just made her feel uneasy.

  "All right, boys and girls and enbies," the young woman's voice boomed from the mic of her headset, "let's do a ready check."

  Stacey and her husband Adam left a week ago with their baby, Jane, to visit Adam's parents. They wanted to spend some family time so they offered Nebula for a place to stay while she kept an eye on the house, plants and their cat, Nyx. A black furred rescue that Stacey had found last year, almost frozen to death and she nursed the cat back to health. Now she was ever playful and lively.

  Nebula was most fine with this arrangement and after making sure all living things received their necessary sustenances, including her with a hot pizza in the box, she sat down on her laptop for the game night with her friends.

  The clock had passed 2 AM when she dozed off on the couch, the supposedly short AFK break wasn't short enough. The cat settled on the keyboard for the heat of it and her weight locked down the W key. Nebula didn't see her character running straight into the final boss and aggroing everything on the way, which caused a wipe to the whole group, for the fourth time that night. Earlier ones were not entirely her doing though, she was pretty good with her role. Raid team decided it was too late for another attempt and called it a night. Still, it was a good progress run for all of them.

  Nyx's ears twitched and she got up, stretched her body then leaped down from the laptop. There was a buzz in the house and she went to investigate. A bee flew in the dark. It was odd. Why would a bee be so far away from its hive at this time of night? Nyx could have thought, but we're not yet there to understand cats. The bee landed on the counter, and the black huntress approached it in order to sniff it. It lead her to sneeze (damn pollens!), and then she went back to the couch. Climbing on top of it, she sat down, uninterested by the buzzing bee, yet she eyed it idly.

  The sleeping, young woman woke up with a choking noise and a cough. Her headset fell off her head and slammed itself onto the carpet. She almost knocked off her laptop, that currently displayed the character choice screen, the client had dropped her from the game for being inactive too long. Nebula kept coughing as she walked to the kitchen for a glass of water. She didn't notice the glow -- glow that was coming from her. The cat, however, was not impressed.

  Two weeks later, Adam and Stacey Carver's next-door neighbour made a complaint to the apartment attendant due to loud noises. The grumpy old man described them as someone setting fireworks inside the flat. Those damn millennials, he grumbled to himself. When the attendant arrived, Mr. Green, he found the door unlocked and wide open. The flat looked like someone had wrecked the place by hosting a wild college party. But there was no drinks, empty cups or anything else to indicate that, other than the disorder. Nyx was nibbling on a half eaten pizza, and Nebula was gone.

  The Carvers were both baffled and worried, for both the cat and their friend. They cut their family trip short in order to come home early, filed a police report. Nothing have been stolen nor there was a forced entry. The police reached the conclusion that Nebula had enough on her record to be expected of causing such ruckus and then bolt.

  "You should be happy that nothing's stolen," the officer said. The case was going to be lost between the files on his desk, and he wouldn't be losing any sleep over it at all.

  Stacey didn't believe her friend to be guilty. She kept calling for Nebula, but the call always dropped to the young woman's recorded voice;

"This is Nebula Jones! AKA Nebs, if you are listening to this, Ground Control, I've stepped through the door and I'm floating in a most peculiar way. Leave a message! "

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Elkia [Vanilla][SMP]{Whitelist}{1.12.1}{Custom Terrain}{Mature}{Community}{Discord}

Hey there! We're glad you're considering the Elkia community! Let's get the obvious things out of the way

General information

Server Location: Eastern USA

Server Address: my.elkia.life

Website: https://elkia.life (currently under constructions, leaving it here for future reference)

Version: 1.12.1

Difficulty: Hard

Staff: Cerx (the boss), Anubis, Brockle, Caoimhin, and Tommin

About us

We're well-estabilished community of dedicated players with over a year of history. Our idea of a server is a Mindcrack/Hermitcraft-esque group - a small and friendly active community.

Elkia players are very diverse - from countries all around the world. There's amazing builders, technical people skilled with redstone and commandblocks or just causuals who enjoy playing. The age averages somewhere around 17, however it does not matter to us as long as you're mature. We've got older players as well as the younger ones.

Our current world began on April 7th, 2017 and uses custom terrain generation which makes it quite unique. While there may be plenty of untouched land, if you're looking for a fresh server we might not be the best fit for you.

There's also some command-block magic behind the scenes to enhance your experience:

The Ender Dragon drops Elytra upon death

Your player head drops upon PvP death

Shulker always drops at least one Shulker shell

Loot-tables for more mob heads!

A growing collection of our own custom advancements

Endermans don't pick up blocks

Only one player is required to sleep to skip the night

AFK players will display grayed out in the tab menu

Admins do have the definitive say, however we value the community wishes and decisions and believe in a democratic system for any changes that need to be made.

Community events

Even tho we're rather small community, we try our best to bond everyone together and have fun!

Weekly meetups

Each friday at 8PM GMT (just Google that to convert it to your local timezone) we will meet in one of our Discord voice channels and proceed to do some community activities. It might be just playing some minigames at Hypixel together, working on new and fancy epic build or most likely just derping around. Theese meetups are about having fun and bonding relationships with other members.

Penguin saturday

What a silly name! - you might say. But don't be mistaken! Penguin stands for thrill and competition within the Elkia community (and beyond)! Every odd saturday at 8PM GMT there's an UHC (ever seen hunger games? Its kinda like that.) competition to find out who's the ruler! Depending on number of participants, we will eithier play in teams or settle on free for all. Sometimes, sneaky admins might spice things up and implement different sets of rules - no match is the same!

Important things to take into account

General rules

We believe in our community so theres not a strong ruleset. It's mostly just common sense. Unfortunately sometimes admins need to get involved. To avoid any issues, please obey the rules listed bellow.

Be nice and mature.

Try to make new friends! Hate speech is not tolerated - swearing is fine, just don't roleplay Eminem

Absolutely no griefing, stealing or cheating.

Intentionally causing harm to other players is not the way we roll. We do keep regular backups, so going on a griefing spree as this guy once decided will have no effect. Any form of hacking (xray, flying or whatever) will get you banned without any questions asked or previous notice. Duping items is allowed only in specific occasions and you need to get permission from the community! (generally speaking - dragon eggs and gravity blocks are fine with us, on the other hand diamonds, shulker boxes and basically all of the late-game stuff is prohibited)

Killing players without their permission is not allowed.

This includes both PvP and traps as well. All items a player might lose upon death due to your actions must be returned.

We encourage pranking!

So don't get mad when you become a target of someone's evil doing. When pranking someone, just don't go over the top and offer help with cleaning up.

So you're streaming/recording?

Thats amazing! No need to ask for a permission, we love and strongly encourage sharing any piece of history Elkia might have to offer! (unfortunately not many of us do so) Just make sure to clarify you're live when you're in a voice chat with someone.

Activity

We're looking for dedicated players whom still enjoy playing even after they finished building their first house. Most of us are very passionate and we always have some new thing to play with or old project to polish. Members who don't play on the server for longer than 14 days will be notified on Discord and removed after 21 days if there's no response. Vacations are fine, just hit up admins and make sure they know.

Discord

Our community practically lives on Discord, and it's very closely tied to the server itself. If you're new to discord, we highly recommend downloading the desktop app.

#announcements

Our #announcemets channel is open to everyone! If you open up a new shop or want to anounce a new minigame/public idea you've had - you can! However, this comes with some issues. New members often type their reactions to the announcements there, instead of keeping that for the #general channel. This is a punishable offence - you'll get half-baked, which takes away your permission to post announcements - until you write at least one-page essay saying sorry. We're not joking, please don't reply in #announcemets.

#landmarks

There's also a relatively new channel - #landmarks. It's there for everyone to share their creations and discoveries; You can submit your builds or cool places you've found. Just send a screenshot that represents the place of your choosing the best, come up with a name, add a short description and make sure to include in-game coordinates. Please properly credit all contributors when submitting a build. For the sakes of easy discovery, any messages that are not landmark submissions will be removed. You might get half-baked for that too.

Signing your builds

As time flows, members come and go. Its very hard for us to keep track of which building is who's - so for the sakes of keeping things simple we need you to put up a sign or a banner with your own original design visibly at all your builds. This especially applies for your project chests around the world and starter bases. Also, on completely different note - leave the word penguin somewhere in your application to confirm you've read all the important stuff listed above.

Applying

All that sounds just awesome, right? If you'd like to apply, join our Discord server to get started. Feel free to check out the #screenshots channel to get a better idea of what we're about. When you're ready, leave an application in #new-guys. Take your time, we very much value well-written applications that show you've put some effort into writing it!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask us anything - eithier here in the comments or on Discord.

Please don't get mad if we conclude you might not be the best fit for us. Check out other listings here on r/mcservers, we're sure there's plenty of other communities that would love to have you!

Best of wishes, hope to see you online! - Elkiaaaa

[cheezlogerratum]

The Grand Slam

           Eddie Baxter is dreaming right about now, about what is up in the air. He's sleeping right now, 8PM, a little strange for a boy at 16. It's a Thursday night, too, on the eve of Christmas Eve, and his mother is even deeper in slumber than he, also kinda strange. At night the house becomes a decoy of something quiet. Everyone in this neighborhood is asleep. You could only describe this place in the night as a ghost town where the ghouls' mortal forms haven't passed on yet, so a neighborhood of lingering presence, and that's all we know.

           Christmas Eve! And it's a Friday, and school is still in session for some twisted reason. Cars line up the side of Golden Lantern, starting and stopping into kids and jaywalkers hustling to class. Eddie is taking the sidewalk, surrounded front and back by parties of twos and threes, and they're walking so, so mercilessly slow, and he can't brush past without the chance of falling into the street... but he's feeling reasonably groggy today, so he takes the chance with little regard. "...uled by an intergalactic government run by John Travol..." And now the pace picks up. The crossguard gives her usual double-take of the traffic and steps into the street with her whistle and reflective octagon with a handle, and with this comes the definitive feeling of death to kick off the day...

           Eddie catches himself dozing off in Gov and eyes the room he's in and swears he wasn't here a second ago. He spots Samir up in the front writing on the board and wonders, "what the fuck". Samir stops writing at the other end of the board, strikes a pose, and walks back to his desk buddied up beside Eddie. "What were we talking about?" Again with the what the fuck, and now Eddie's foot is bouncing.

           "I don't even know."

           "Why're you so tired? Didn't you go to bed at like 9?"

           "... I dunno."

           It's lunch now, and Eddie downs some mac 'n cheese as kids pour in from entrances and stairwells on all sides of the cafeteria. He's looking around at the noise and eventually makes off to the parking lot. He looks over at the front office to see ungodly amounts of kids faking stomach flus and parents faking scheduled dentist appointments to enjoy Xmas Eve how it ought to be enjoyed, and the quasi-nurses figure they don't get paid enough for this and play along with their schemes, almost in spite. Eddie does a 360 peering through windshields and fences and walks out the back gate, and the air feels crisp further down the hill.

           The score is 3-1 and Eddie's attention fades to the doorbell, followed by a rhythmic knock. Eddie goes AFK, opens the front door, and whaddya know... "I brought it over is that alright?" Samir plops his G3 in the kitchen before helping himself to a drink: OJ, extra pulp. Samir looks up from his glass and Eddie's gone. "... Eeeddiee!"

           "WAIT."

           Samir follows the voice upstairs and finds Eddie utterly glued. He reclines on Eddie's bed and watches... which turns out to be the worst seat in the house. He gets up and half-sits on the hamper. He's only getting an angular view of the screen, but he's tired of moving around and settles the best he can, and waits.

           Come night time as the cul-de-sac settles back into ghost-mode, Ms. Baxter, or as some still mistakenly refer to her as Mrs. Baxter, opens the garage door. Both the boys' stomachs sink with a shot of adrenaline, and the mechanical hum whizzes on for what might as well be days. Samir's body flips through fight or flight and, as always, chooses flight and unplugs his Mac mid-game, his player model disappears just as quickly as he does. He somehow miraculously escapes parental confrontation and lugs the computer and himself back home under the lights strung on trees on the sides of the streets. Eddie, bracing for impact, scrambles to shut down the system. Once it obeys, he rips open his backpack and finds some vague scholarly-looking notes he took half-lucid in class to give off the appearance of hardwork. The front door sounds up to Eddie's room at the same time visceral taps of high-heels walk into the house, shutting the door. Holy shit. Holy shit.

           It turns out, luck of the draw perhaps, that Ms. Baxter never checked in on Eddie. In fact, this was almost worse, not only because he couldn't sleep due to Xmas Eve jitters, but also in anticipation of a motherly barge-in that never ever came. Thank God? And his mind wouldn't shut up, so Eddie logs back on and sees what's new in the news. Not much else other than a church shooting in Oregon... "and a happy new year!" He thinks, followed by a tinge of shame. Eddie connects to a Quake III server, where he's "auto-balanced" onto Red Team, alone, against two players on Blue. He spawns and picks up a shotgun, and out of fucking nowhere gets fragged. Now he's just pissed, so he logs off and walks downstairs to the eerie serenity of the Christmas tree, fake mind you. It takes him a minute or two of rumination to realize there are no presents under the tree... Oh mother. Eddie, desperate for slumber at this point, nukes some milk in the microwave. He tries chugging but never succeeds, so he takes his time sipping his warm milk looking up at the gray sky out the window. A nimbus of gray parts and reveals what Eddie thinks is an airplane but is really venus twinkling through the smog, which he later realizes on the fence of consciousness and slumber.

           Feliz Navidad by Jose Feliciano blasts Eddie back into reality, a song he always seems to forget plays on repeat on the radio almost all Christmas Day every damn year... but he's not complaining, necessarily. Eddie's body gravitates to his Gateway and logs in almost by autopilot. His mind drifting off around his room and out the door while his fingers check his e-mail and clicks around some images he found online a while back... what the... when did this...? Eddie doesn't even wanna know and just goes downstairs for Christmas time and... jesus christ. No presents, no relatives, no mother. He peeks around some corners and employs some half-assed investigation tactics such as leaning in a little bit towards a mug in the sink and considering how ajar a door is than usual in hopes of a lead revealing itself, but his mind comes back to his mother once his body starts climbing the stairs towards her room. What is going on? Why can't I be somewhere else? He asks. The sheets on her side of the bed are dog-eared and the lamp is still on, not illuminating much now. Eddie gets that supernatural feeling of being in your parents' bedroom, which he finds exhilerating, actually. The closet's open, the bathroom's open, a drawer's open, and her purse isn't where it should be. Eddie's heart starts pounding, but it'll take him a few minutes to catch on to that.

           Eddie's out on the sidewalk again and it's something like 90 degrees outside. His legs just sorta follow the path and adjust to the divets as he attends to matters in his mind which seem to be foggy. He's thinking and doesn't even know it. There's not a single soul out on the street except the occasional sudan racing either to their family, the hospital, or worse, work. He looks up for a moment and notices the white, searing glare of the ocean, and if he looks long enough he sees tiny individual glares appearing and disappearing at once, and he's okay. He's looking off to his right as he passes houses with families post-gift exchange hanging out inside. After ten minutes or so, Eddie just so happens to witness the moment when a little kid unwraps a Dreamcast, nearly ripping apart the whole package itself. Eddie couldn't see the kid's parents, probably behind the tree, undoubtedly real mind you, but he imagined how happy they were. Eddie's now nearing an intersection and notices the absence of clouds aboveohshit... is that...? That's his Mom. She's at the light oh fuck. Is she on the phone? Eddie turns around and brisk-walks up the hill... he thinks he saw her crying... he doesn't know necessarily why he's walking back to the house but he can't help it. Why does this happen, Eddie thought. His Mom's car catches up to his periphery and vanishes over the hill, but it's like she's waiting there. Why do I do this, Eddie thought. I don't know, Eddie.

           Eddie's almost home now and he hasn't looked up the entire way. He knows what's about to come but can't calm down no matter how much he convinces himself he can do it. Only four houses away and he just wants to explode so his body can stop flipping out. Now he's three houses away and starts to breathe-in breathe-out, since he figures he's been walking for a good half-hour but probably because he can't keep it in any longer. Two houses left and he's feeling primal and lightheaded at this point. One house to go and a car skids past him. He looks behind him and around a truck parked on the street and sees his Mom heeding no speed bump in sight. Eddie doesn't know if he's releived or even more afraid. One thing's for sure, he's gotta take a shit.

           In Eddie's absence from cyberspace, he received an e-mail from jefferymbax62@firstcontact.com. It reads:

Merry Christmas ed man!!!! i'm missing you buddy.. i'd love to see you today if you can? i also need to give you your gift i think you'll like it! let me know where you want to eat and i'll be free around 11:30ish. love you eddie, we're so proud of you! :)

Jeffery M. Baxter Marketing, FirstContact Fax: (949) 555-1448

A new species of fear took over Eddie, but it was much less menacing than the kind he felt at home. It was subdued somewhere in his body, but he responded quickly and left for the Denny's down by Doheny Beach.

The place was literally overflowing, so much so you couldn't even see the framed print of Java Dreams on the wall nor hear Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree blasting throughout the joint. Luckily, using a combination of tippy-toes and craned neck to look above the line, Eddie spotted his father sitting over in the back corner of the restaurant by the kitchen. Making any progress down the aisle whilst dodging waiters balancing pounds of various slams and specials on their fingers was a feat worth mentioning, and mentioned it was, "Aaaand HE'S SAFE!" with the umpire pose and all. Eddie chuckled a little and sat in the booth holding off the eye contact for as long as he could, which ended up being barely two seconds. His Dad started, "... Well!? What's this? Doesn't look like Christmas to me!"

"Heh, I'm sorry."

"It's okay it's okay. Well how goes it? You walk?"

"Yeah."

"That's a nice walk. Good to see ya, buddy... OH! Why didn't you remind me?"

His father pulled out a gift from what seemed like thin air and gave it to Eddie. He didn't realize how weak his hands felt until he started unwrapping it. A few trembles later and there it was, a framed photograph of Eddie and Jeffery in a bowling alley two or so years ago. Eddie didn't know what he was feeling or even thinking, he just kept looking at it with the tape hanging off the sides of the frame.

"Remember that?"

"Uh huh."

"Found that one a few weeks ago in one of the boxes in storage and thought you'd get a kick out of it."

"Yeah yeah, for sure. Thank you."

"Yeah no problem!"

"I'm sorry I didn't get you anything."

"Nah I don't need anything, don't worry about it!"

"Okay, thanks Dad."

And everything was wrong. His father started up again, "I gotta use the can, but-"

"Hey there! What can I start you guys off with?"

"Well there you go! I'll have a Coke to drink and... can we order now?"

"Absolutely!"

"Okay I'll get the uhh Grand Slam, eggs overeasy, and how about you Eddie?"

"Uh I'll just get the same I think."

"Two Grand Slams and two Cokes, is that all for you guys?"

"That does it!"

"If you need anything else just holler!"

"Well, ma'am, if you don't mind I'd rather hoot!"

He laughs back and forth at Eddie and the waitress who's laughing along with him, Eddie smiles a bit. Jeffery's still laughing, "Alright I'll be right back." The noise in the place came back to Eddie as he realized they were playing Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer through the speakers. Eddie doesn't know what to do. All he can do is feel his fingers which are still holding onto the picture frame as his legs bring him out of the restaurant and onto the sidewalk.

Mom still isn't home, and Eddie supposes Samir's Xmas festivities are wrapping up right about now, so he heads on over. By the time he arrives the sky is orange and gently shining through windows and rooms of neighboring houses, which feels weirdly comforting. Samir's family has one of those fancy melodic doorbells, which was almost immediately answered by a tall man with a hell of a beard. He eyes Eddie for a second then turns to the mass of chatter coming from the entire house, "SAMIR!" Somehow Eddie heard Samir's footsteps stomping through the house and could make out exactly where he was. Eddie thanked the man and Samir took over door duty to sneak his buddy inside. Eddie took a look around and saw dozens of relatives talking around and watching movies and cooking dinner and playing cards and taking pictures and cracking jokes and... "Oh man". Samir's room upstairs was filled with six or seven cousins all chatting and drinking and paying no attention to Eddie much at all.

"So what do you wanna do?"

"Let's go down there!"

"Nononono we can't you'll get kicked out, we could play something up here if you want."

"No one would even notice me?"

"C'mon dude I don't wanna get in trouble."

"... I don't even have my computer."

"You can use my sister's probably."

"... Alright... alright. I gotta go to the bathroom though."

"NO I don't trust you, I'm coming with."

Eddie just wanted another look. Now there was music and dancing and kids running around and babies around their Mom's shoulders trying to process what's even happening, and he felt okay. Eddie bent over with elbows on knees while on the toilet and looked down at the tile floor and ruminated towards the indented corners. A knock on the door snatched Eddie from his head and got him wiping, washing, and proceeded to open the door to yet another tall man, wider this time. It wasn't until this man spoke that Eddie recognized this man was Samir's father, "What are you doing Eddie?"

"I just needed to-"

"You need to go."

"I didn't-"

"Please."

Eddie hesitated for a second then sprinted into Samir's closet spilling some beers in the process, "HEY WHAT THE oh" and Samir's father came in and grabbed Eddie from his hidey-hole and pulled him out of the room, leading him with an armpit grip down the stairs, and out the house, people staring and everything. Now the sky was really fading, and Eddie, feeling that fizzy bodily sort of sadness all around, picked himself up and walked home, never looking up.

The house was as it was except everything seemed to have a buzzing fog around it. Eddie logged onto his computer and booted up Quake to find servers full again, and he played through the night until he conked out drooling into the keys and kicked from the server. He woke up in his bed for a second all disgruntled and lost. Eddie's body shuffled around under the sheets until it hit the right spot then fell deeper into sleep, eventually noticing waves coming up ahead of him and the silhouette of Catalina blocking the last of the Sun.

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Elkia [Vanilla][SMP]{Whitelist}{1.12.1}{Custom Terrain}{Mature}{Community}{Discord}

Hey there! We're glad you're considering the Elkia community! Let's get the obvious things out of the way

General information

Server Location: Eastern USA

Server Address: my.elkia.life

Website: https://elkia.life (currently under constructions, leaving it here for future reference)

Version: 1.12.1

Difficulty: Hard

Staff: Cerx (the boss), Anubis, Brockle, Caoimhin, and Tommin

Admins do have the definitive say, however we value the community wishes and decisions and believe in a democratic system for any changes that need to be made.

About us

We're well-estabilished community of dedicated players with over a year of history. Our idea of a server is a Mindcrack/Hermitcraft-esque group - a small and friendly active community.

Elkia players are very diverse - from countries all around the world. There's amazing builders, technical people skilled with redstone and commandblocks or just causuals who enjoy playing. The age averages somewhere around 17, however it does not matter to us as long as you're mature. We've got older players as well as the younger ones.

Our current world began on April 7th, 2017 and uses custom terrain generation which makes our world quite unique. While there may be plenty of untouched land, if you're looking for a fresh server we might not be the best fit for you.

There's also some command-block magic behind the scenes to enhance your experience:

The Ender Dragon drops Elytra upon death

Your player head drops upon PvP death

Shulker always drops at least one Shulker shell

Loot-tables for more mob heads!

A growing collection of our own custom advancements

Endermans don't pick up blocks

Only one player is required to sleep to skip the night

AFK players will display grayed out in the tab menu

Community events

Even tho we're rather small community, we try our best to bond everyone together and have fun!

Weekly meetups

Each friday at 8PM GMT (just Google that to convert it to your local timezone) we will meet in one of our Discord voice channels and proceed to do some community activities. It might be just playing some minigames at Hypixel together, working on new and fancy epic build or most likely just derping around. Theese meetups are about having fun and bonding relationships with other members.

Penguin saturday

What a silly name! - you might say. But don't be mistaken! Penguin stands for thrill and competition within the Elkia community (and beyond)! Every odd saturday at 8PM GMT there's an UHC (ever seen hunger games? Its kinda like that.) competition to find out who's the ruler! Depending on number of participants, we will eithier play in teams or settle on free for all. Sometimes, sneaky admins might spice things up and implement different sets of rules - no match is the same!

Important things to take into account

General rules

We believe in our community so theres not a strong ruleset. It's mostly just common sense. Unfortunately sometimes admins need to get involved. To avoid any issues, please obey the rules listed bellow.

Be nice and mature.

Try to make new friends! Hate speech is not tolerated - swearing is fine, just don't roleplay Eminem

Absolutely no griefing, stealing or cheating.

Intentionally causing harm to other players is not the way we roll. Any form of hacking (xray, flying or whatever) will get you banned without any questions asked or previous notice. Duping items is allowed only in specific occasions and you need to get permission from the community! (generally speaking - dragon eggs and gravity blocks are fine with us, on the other hand diamonds, shulker boxes and basically all of the late-game stuff is prohibited)

Killing players without their permission is not allowed.

This includes both PvP and traps as well. All items a player might lose upon death due to your actions must be returned.

We encourage pranking!

So don't get mad when you become a taget of someone's evil doing. When pranking someone, just don't go over the top and offer help with cleaning up.

So you're streaming/recording?

Thats amazing! No need to ask for a permission, we love and strongly encourage sharing any piece of history Elkia might have to offer! (unfortunately not many of us do so) Just make sure to clarify you're live when you're in a voice chat with someone.

Activity

We're looking for dedicated players whom still enjoy playing even after they finished building their first house. Most of us are very passionate and we always have some new thing to play with or old project to polish. Members who don't play on the server for longer than 14 days will be notified on Discord and removed after 21 days if there's no response. Vacations are fine, just hit up admins and make sure they know.

Discord

Our community practically lives on Discord, and it's very closely tied to the server itself. If you're new to discord, we highly recommend downloading the desktop app.

#announcements

Our #announcemets channel is open to everyone! If you open up a new shop or want to anounce a new minigame/public idea you've had - you can! However, this comes with some issues. New members often type their reactions to the announcements there, instead of keeping that for the #general channel. This is a punishable offence - you'll get half-baked, which takes away your permission to post announcements - until you write at least one-page essay saying sorry. We're not joking, please don't reply in #announcemets.

#landmarks

There's also a relatively new channel - #landmarks. It's there for everyone to share their creations and discoveries; You can submit your builds or cool places you've found. Just send a screenshot that represents the place of your choosing the best, come up with a name, add a short description and make sure to include in-game coordinates. Please properly credit all contributors when submitting a build. For the sakes of easy discovery, any messages that are not landmark submissions will be removed. You might get half-baked for that too.

Signing your builds

As time flows, members come and go. Its very hard for us to keep track of which building is who's - so for the sakes of keeping things simple we need you to put up a sign or a banner with your own original design visibly at all your builds. This especially applies for your project chests around the world and starter bases. Also, on completely different note - leave the word penguin somewhere in your application to confirm you've read the rules.

Applying

All that sounds just awesome, right? If you'd like to apply, join our Discord server to get started. Feel free to check out the #screenshots channel to get a better idea of what we're about. When you're ready, leave an application in #new-guys. Take your time, we very much value well-written applications that show you've put some effort into writing it!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask us anything - eithier here in the comments or on Discord.

Please don't get mad if we conclude you might not be the best fit for us. Check out other listings here on r/mcservers, we're sure there's plenty of other communities that would love to have you!

Best of wishes, hope to see you online! - Elkiaaaa

[minrcrafter]

Elkia [Vanilla][SMP]{Whitelist}{1.12.1}{Custom Terrain}{Mature}{Community}{Discord}

Hey there! We're glad you're considering the Elkia community! Let's get the obvious things out of the way

General information

Server Location: Eastern USA

Server Address: my.elkia.life

Website: https://elkia.life (currently under constructions, leaving it here for future reference)

Version: 1.12.1

Difficulty: Hard

Staff: Cerx (the boss), Anubis, Brockle, Caoimhin, and Tommin

Admins do have the definitive say, however we value the community wishes and decisions and believe in a democratic system for any changes that need to be made.

About us

We're well-estabilished community of dedicated players with over a year of history. Our idea of a server is a Mindcrack/Hermitcraft-esque group - a small and friendly active community.

Elkia players are very diverse - from countries all around the world. There's amazing builders, technical people skilled with redstone and commandblocks or just causuals who enjoy playing. The age averages somewhere around 17, however it does not matter to us as long as you're mature. We've got older players as well as the younger ones.

Our current world began on April 7th, 2017 and uses custom terrain generation which makes our world quite unique. While there may be plenty of untouched land, if you're looking for a fresh server we might not be the best fit for you.

There's also some command-block magic behind the scenes to enhance your experience:

The Ender Dragon drops Elytra upon death

Your player head drops upon PvP death

Shulker always drops at least one Shulker shell

Loot-tables for more mob heads!

A growing collection of our own custom advancements

Endermans don't pick up blocks

Only one player is required to sleep to skip the night

AFK players will display grayed out in the tab menu

Community events

Even tho we're rather small community, we try our best to bond everyone together and have fun!

Weekly meetups

Each friday at 8PM GMT (just Google that to convert it to your local timezone) we will meet in one of our Discord voice channels and proceed to do some community activities. It might be just playing some minigames at Hypixel together, working on new and fancy epic build or most likely just derping around. Theese meetups are about having fun and bonding relationships with other members.

Penguin saturday

What a silly name! - you might say. But don't be mistaken! Penguin stands for thrill and competition within the Elkia community (and beyond)! Every odd saturday at 8PM GMT there's an UHC (ever seen hunger games? Its kinda like that.) competition to find out who's the ruler! Depending on number of participants, we will eithier play in teams or settle on free for all. Sometimes, sneaky admins might spice things up and implement different sets of rules - no match is the same!

Important things to take into account

General rules

We believe in our community so theres not a strong ruleset. It's mostly just common sense. Unfortunately sometimes admins need to get involved. To avoid any issues, please obey the rules listed bellow.

Be nice and mature.

Try to make new friends! Hate speech is not tolerated - swearing is fine, just don't roleplay Eminem

Absolutely no griefing, stealing or cheating.

Intentionally causing harm to other players is not the way we roll. Any form of hacking (xray, flying or whatever) will get you banned without any questions asked or previous notice. Duping items is allowed only in specific occasions and you need to get permission from the community! (generally speaking - dragon eggs and gravity blocks are fine with us, on the other hand diamonds, shulker boxes and basically all of the late-game stuff is prohibited)

Killing players without their permission is not allowed.

This includes both PvP and traps as well. All items a player might lose upon death due to your actions must be returned.

We encourage pranking!

So don't get mad when you become a taget of someone's evil doing. When pranking someone, just don't go over the top and offer help with cleaning up.

So you're streaming/recording?

Thats amazing! No need to ask for a permission, we love and strongly encourage sharing any piece of history Elkia might have to offer! (unfortunately not many of us do so) Just make sure to clarify you're live when you're in a voice chat with someone.

Activity

We're looking for dedicated players whom still enjoy playing even after they finished building their first house. Most of us are very passionate and we always have some new thing to play with or old project to polish. Members who don't play on the server for longer than 14 days will be notified on Discord and removed after 21 days if there's no response. Vacations are fine, just hit up admins and make sure they know.

Discord

Our community practically lives on Discord, and it's very closely tied to the server itself. If you're new to discord, we highly recommend downloading the desktop app.

#announcements

Our #announcemets channel is open to everyone! If you open up a new shop or want to anounce a new minigame/public idea you've had - you can! However, this comes with some issues. New members often type their reactions to the announcements there, instead of keeping that for the #general channel. This is a punishable offence - you'll get half-baked, which takes away your permission to post announcements - until you write at least one-page essay saying sorry. We're not joking, please don't reply in #announcemets.

#landmarks

There's also a relatively new channel - #landmarks. It's there for everyone to share their creations and discoveries; You can submit your builds or cool places you've found. Just send a screenshot that represents the place of your choosing the best, come up with a name, add a short description and make sure to include in-game coordinates. Please properly credit all contributors when submitting a build. For the sakes of easy discovery, any messages that are not landmark submissions will be removed. You might get half-baked for that too.

Signing your builds

As time flows, members come and go. Its very hard for us to keep track of which building is who's - so for the sakes of keeping things simple we need you to put up a sign or a banner with your own original design visibly at all your builds. This especially applies for your project chests around the world and starter bases. Also, on completely different note - leave the word penguin somewhere in your application to confirm you've read the rules.

Applying

All that sounds just awesome, right? If you'd like to apply, join our Discord server to get started. Feel free to check out the #screenshots channel to get a better idea of what we're about. When you're ready, leave an application in #new-guys. Take your time, we very much value well-written applications that show you've put some effort into writing it!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask us anything - eithier here in the comments or on Discord.

Please don't get mad if we conclude you might not be the best fit for us. Check out other listings here on r/mcservers, we're sure there's plenty of other communities that would love to have you!

Best of wishes, hope to see you online! - Elkiaaaa

[minrcrafter]

Elkia [Vanilla][SMP]{Whitelist}{1.12.1}{Custom Terrain}{Mature}{Community}{Discord}

Hey there! We're glad you're considering the Elkia community! Let's get the obvious things out of the way

General information

Server Location: Eastern USA

Server Address: my.elkia.life

Website: https://elkia.life (currently under constructions, leaving it here for future reference)

Version: 1.12.1

Difficulty: Hard

Staff: Cerx (the boss), Anubis, Brockle, Caoimhin, and Tommin

Admins do have the definitive say, however we value the community wishes and decisions and believe in a democratic system for any changes that need to be made.

About us

We're well-estabilished community of dedicated players with over a year of history. Our idea of a server is a Mindcrack/Hermitcraft-esque group - a small and friendly active community.

Elkia players are very diverse - from countries all around the world. There's amazing builders, technical people skilled with redstone and commandblocks or just causuals who enjoy playing. The age averages somewhere around 17, however it does not matter to us as long as you're mature. We've got older players as well as the younger ones.

Our current world began on April 7th, 2017 and uses custom terrain generation which makes our world quite unique. While there may be plenty of untouched land, if you're looking for a fresh server we might not be the best fit for you.

There's also some command-block magic behind the scenes to enhance your experience:

The Ender Dragon drops Elytra upon death

Your player head drops upon PvP death

Shulker always drops at least one Shulker shell

Loot-tables for more mob heads!

A growing collection of our own custom advancements

Endermans don't pick up blocks

Only one player is required to sleep to skip the night

AFK players will display grayed out in the tab menu

Community events

Even tho we're rather small community, we try our best to bond everyone together and have fun!

Weekly meetups

Each friday at 8PM GMT (just Google that to convert it to your local timezone) we will meet in one of our Discord voice channels and proceed to do some community activities. It might be just playing some minigames at Hypixel together, working on new and fancy epic build or most likely just derping around. Theese meetups are about having fun and bonding relationships with other members.

Penguin saturday

What a silly name! - you might say. But don't be mistaken! Penguin stands for thrill and competition within the Elkia community (and beyond)! Every odd saturday at 8PM GMT there's an UHC (ever seen hunger games? Its kinda like that.) competition to find out who's the ruler! Depending on number of participants, we will eithier play in teams or settle on free for all. Sometimes, sneaky admins might spice things up and implement different sets of rules - no match is the same!

Important things to take into account

General rules

We believe in our community so theres not a strong ruleset. It's mostly just common sense. Unfortunately sometimes admins need to get involved. To avoid any issues, please obey the rules listed bellow.

Be nice and mature.

Try to make new friends! Hate speech is not tolerated - swearing is fine, just don't roleplay Eminem

Absolutely no griefing, stealing or cheating.

Intentionally causing harm to other players is not the way we roll. Any form of hacking (xray, flying or whatever) will get you banned without any questions asked or previous notice. Duping items is allowed only in specific occasions and you need to get permission from the community! (generally speaking - dragon eggs and gravity blocks are fine with us, on the other hand diamonds, shulker boxes and basically all of the late-game stuff is prohibited)

Killing players without their permission is not allowed.

This includes both PvP and traps as well. All items a player might lose upon death due to your actions must be returned.

We encourage pranking!

So don't get mad when you become a taget of someone's evil doing. When pranking someone, just don't go over the top and offer help with cleaning up.

So you're streaming/recording?

Thats amazing! No need to ask for a permission, we love and strongly encourage sharing any piece of history Elkia might have to offer! (unfortunately not many of us do so) Just make sure to clarify you're live when you're in a voice chat with someone.

Activity

We're looking for dedicated players whom still enjoy playing even after they finished building their first house. Most of us are very passionate and we always have some new thing to play with or old project to polish. Members who don't play on the server for longer than 14 days will be notified on Discord and removed after 21 days if there's no response. Vacations are fine, just hit up admins and make sure they know.

Discord

Our community practically lives on Discord, and it's very closely tied to the server itself. If you're new to discord, we highly recommend downloading the desktop app.

#announcements

Our #announcemets channel is open to everyone! If you open up a new shop or want to anounce a new minigame/public idea you've had - you can! However, this comes with some issues. New members often type their reactions to the announcements there, instead of keeping that for the #general channel. This is a punishable offence - you'll get half-baked, which takes away your permission to post announcements - until you write at least one-page essay saying sorry. We're not joking, please don't reply in #announcemets.

#landmarks

There's also a relatively new channel - #landmarks. It's there for everyone to share their creations and discoveries; You can submit your builds or cool places you've found. Just send a screenshot that represents the place of your choosing the best, come up with a name, add a short description and make sure to include in-game coordinates. Please properly credit all contributors when submitting a build. For the sakes of easy discovery, any messages that are not landmark submissions will be removed. You might get half-baked for that too.

Signing your builds

As time flows, members come and go. Its very hard for us to keep track of which building is who's - so for the sakes of keeping things simple we need you to put up a sign or a banner with your own original design visibly at all your builds. This especially applies for your project chests around the world and starter bases. Also, on completely different note - leave the word penguin somewhere in your application to confirm you've read the rules.

Applying

All that sounds just awesome, right? If you'd like to apply, join our Discord server to get started. Feel free to check out the #screenshots channel to get a better idea of what we're about. When you're ready, leave an application in #new-guys. Take your time, we very much value well-written applications that show you've put some effort into writing it!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask us anything - eithier here in the comments or on Discord.

Please don't get mad if we conclude you might not be the best fit for us. Check out other listings here on r/mcservers, we're sure there's plenty of other communities that would love to have you!

Best of wishes, hope to see you online! - Elkiaaaa

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Elkia [Vanilla][SMP]{Whitelist}{1.12.1}{Custom Terrain}{Mature}{Community}{Discord}

Hey there! We're glad you're considering the Elkia community! Let's get the obvious things out of the way

General information

Server Location: Eastern USA

Server Address: my.elkia.life

Website: https://elkia.life (currently under constructions, leaving it here for future reference)

Version: 1.12.1

Difficulty: Hard

Staff: Cerx (the boss), Anubis, Brockle, Caoimhin, and Tommin

Admins do have the definitive say, however we value the community wishes and decisions and believe in a democratic system for any changes that need to be made.

About us

We're well-estabilished community of dedicated players with over a year of history. Our idea of a server is a Mindcrack/Hermitcraft-esque group - a small and friendly active community.

Elkia players are very diverse - from countries all around the world. There's amazing builders, technical people skilled with redstone and commandblocks or just causuals who enjoy playing. The age averages somewhere around 17, however it does not matter to us as long as you're mature. We've got older players as well as the younger ones.

Our current world began on April 7th, 2017 and uses custom terrain generation which makes our world quite unique. While there may be plenty of untouched land, if you're looking for a fresh server we might not be the best fit for you.

There's also some command-block magic behind the scenes to enhance your experience:

The Ender Dragon drops Elytra upon death

Your player head drops upon PvP death

Shulker always drops at least one Shulker shell

Loot-tables for more mob heads!

A growing collection of our own custom advancements

Endermans don't pick up blocks

Only one player is required to sleep to skip the night

AFK players will display grayed out in the tab menu

Community events

Even tho we're rather small community, we try our best to bond everyone together and have fun!

Weekly meetups

Each friday at 8PM GMT (just Google that to convert it to your local timezone) we will meet in one of our Discord voice channels and proceed to do some community activities. It might be just playing some minigames at Hypixel together, working on new and fancy epic build or most likely just derping around. Theese meetups are about having fun and bonding relationships with other members.

Penguin saturday

What a silly name! - you might say. But don't be mistaken! Penguin stands for thrill and competition within the Elkia community (and beyond)! Every odd saturday at 8PM GMT there's an UHC (ever seen hunger games? Its kinda like that.) competition to find out who's the ruler! Depending on number of participants, we will eithier play in teams or settle on free for all. Sometimes, sneaky admins might spice things up and implement different sets of rules - no match is the same!

Important things to take into account

General rules

We believe in our community so theres not a strong ruleset. It's mostly just common sense. Unfortunately sometimes admins need to get involved. To avoid any issues, please obey the rules listed bellow.

Be nice and mature.

Try to make new friends! Hate speech is not tolerated - swearing is fine, just don't roleplay Eminem

Absolutely no griefing, stealing or cheating.

Intentionally causing harm to other players is not the way we roll. Any form of hacking (xray, flying or whatever) will get you banned without any questions asked or previous notice. Duping items is allowed only in specific occasions and you need to get permission from the community! (generally speaking - dragon eggs and gravity blocks are fine with us, on the other hand diamonds, shulker boxes and basically all of the late-game stuff is prohibited)

Killing players without their permission is not allowed.

This includes both PvP and traps as well. All items a player might lose upon death due to your actions must be returned.

We encourage pranking!

So don't get mad when you become a taget of someone's evil doing. When pranking someone, just don't go over the top and offer help with cleaning up.

So you're streaming/recording?

Thats amazing! No need to ask for a permission, we love and strongly encourage sharing any piece of history Elkia might have to offer! (unfortunately not many of us do so) Just make sure to clarify you're live when you're in a voice chat with someone.

Activity

We're looking for dedicated players whom still enjoy playing even after they finished building their first house. Most of us are very passionate and we always have some new thing to play with or old project to polish. Members who don't play on the server for longer than 14 days will be notified on Discord and removed after 21 days if there's no response. Vacations are fine, just hit up admins and make sure they know.

Discord

Our community practically lives on Discord, and it's very closely tied to the server itself. If you're new to discord, we highly recommend downloading the desktop app.

#announcements

Our #announcemets channel is open to everyone! If you open up a new shop or want to anounce a new minigame/public idea you've had - you can! However, this comes with some issues. New members often type their reactions to the announcements there, instead of keeping that for the #general channel. This is a punishable offence - you'll get half-baked, which takes away your permission to post announcements - until you write at least one-page essay saying sorry. We're not joking, please don't reply in #announcemets.

#landmarks

There's also a relatively new channel - #landmarks. It's there for everyone to share their creations and discoveries; You can submit your builds or cool places you've found. Just send a screenshot that represents the place of your choosing the best, come up with a name, add a short description and make sure to include in-game coordinates. Please properly credit all contributors when submitting a build. For the sakes of easy discovery, any messages that are not landmark submissions will be removed. You might get half-baked for that too.

Signing your builds

As time flows, members come and go. Its very hard for us to keep track of which building is who's - so for the sakes of keeping things simple we need you to put up a sign or a banner with your own original design visibly at all your builds. This especially applies for your project chests around the world and starter bases. Also, on completely different note - leave the word penguin somewhere in your application to confirm you've read the rules.

Applying

All that sounds just awesome, right? If you'd like to apply, join our Discord server to get started. Feel free to check out the #screenshots channel to get a better idea of what we're about. When you're ready, leave an application in #new-guys. Take your time, we very much value well-written applications that show you've put some effort into writing it!

If you have any questions, feel free to ask us anything - eithier here in the comments or on Discord.

Please don't get mad if we conclude you might not be the best fit for us. Check out other listings here on r/mcservers, we're sure there's plenty of other communities that would love to have you!

Best of wishes, hope to see you online! - Elkiaaaa