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I love how Qsmp lore is involving the actual gameplay and game data in the story.
Like @v@ Forever having all these admin powers and special buffs that made it super unfair and unbalanced in fighting him. Showing how insanely powerful @v@ and Cucurucho both are.
Fit using “player data” and “game statistics” as a part of his lore. Something usually kept out of roleplay.
Even the weather and time. The code causing rain and the time changing when it appears. Or Tubbo possibly changing the weather with his emotions (still just a theory). In general how it never is supposed to rain on Quesadilla Island.
Now protected blocks aren’t new to mc servers but the way it’s tied into the Federation’s control of the island and power over the players’ abilities.
The Minecraft rules and game functions are used in tandem with the worldbuilding and story aspects being created in roleplay.
This isn’t something I’ve seen used and actually encouraged in heavy lore focused roleplay servers before. It’s a really cool way to allow the game to still function as a game but still be incorporated into the context of the roleplay.
Like for Tubbo counting damage or using cave layers or just his general knowledge of the Game and it’s rules and that can be part of his character rather than calling it fail rp or having to try to make it make sense in the story it fits. (I also like the theory of him having a deeper connection to the game functions so he can be aware of those “meta” things bc he’s an experiment or code)
Big ramble but after watching Fit’s lore VOD it solidified this idea of game mechanics and data being blended with the fictional story rather than minecraft just being used as a stage but actually used as a part of the story. And I just find that insanely cool and creative.
#qsmp#qsmpblr#qsmp minecraft#qsmp tubbo#qsmp fitmc#qsmp @v@#qsmp federation#minecraft mechanics#minecraft roleplay#qsmp lore
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(insert the old ask about what species my joel is/why he drools so much)
oops! looks like i never reposted this one lolol
also because it’s not stated in the image, he has a genetic variation for sharp teeth + a glitch that made all his teeth incisors! they’re like razors :)
#joel#smallishbeans#minecraft mechanics#i think that was the tag i used on the og post?#i also had a long explainy thing about how players end up with these traits#but it’s gone along with my old blog! such sad#lockbox
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I have more ~H E A D C A N O N S~
The Hermitcraft ‘medic’
Now not all servers have medics, most private large servers do (such as Ponk on Dsmp). The medics role is to either give someone a quick death and painless if they have infinite respawn and it’d be easier to heal from the respawn than the injury. But if infinite respawn isn’t an option (once again like the dsmp) they heal people to the best of their ability. They all swear an oath to keep players away from perma-death no matter who they are. The largest servers have actual hospitals (such as hypixel).
So on Hermitcraft who’s the medic? I’m so glad you asked! I have a handful of possible headcanons.
1. Doc. I cannot stress this enough but this man is not a medical doctor. He can make stellar prothstetics but he can’t tell lungs from hearts no matter how much he tries to convince us with Doctor literally being in his name. do not let him near your broken arm because you will wake up with a prothstetic instead (yes this did happen to ren[no neither regret it])
2. Stress, she technically doesn’t have the training necessary but! She mostly heals using magic because you cannot convince that she is not a Druid. She’d be quite good at it! You would be healed but the likelihood plants rising up is small, but never zero.
3. GEM! Where’s this coming from? Well! GeminiTay has a bachelor’s in Medical Laboratory technologies IRL! So I feel Gem gets to the server she looks at Druid Stress trying her best and Doc ‘how many people can I convince I’m a medical doctor’ m77 and just sighs. She has Stress on as a nurse together they’ve been trying to get Mumbo and Etho to stop eating Redstone (because it is very toxic)
4. Keralis, resident therapist, very important on Hermitcraft
5. X, he has admin magic, enough to heal him as needed but it’d probably fry a normal persons immune system.
#hermitcraft#mcyt#docm77#stressmonster101#gemini tay#keralis#xisumavoid#minecraft headcanon#headcanon#headcannon#sillies#Minecraft mechanics#minecraft lore#Minecraft
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the more that jota says over and over (and araldo as well) that in arcanya, death becomes just a Step or a stage-- i think jv and choke like. *died* died. like ACTUALLY fucking died. not minecraft haha respawn death but like Permanently (as permanent as you can get in arcanya). theyre gonna be whole ass Zombies kinda. undead.
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Jimmy woke up back in Tumble Town.
It took him a moment to gain his bearings, a moment for his brain to catch up on what had just happened.
Right, he had fallen after trying to push the TNT minecart off.
He had died.
First.
Again.
Jimmy groaned into his hands and curled up right there on the bed. How could he be so stupid? How could he let the curse claim him for a fourth time? How…
“I guess I really am just that bad at the game.” Jimmy said out loud to nobody. Because he was alone. Again. His hands left his face and he hugged himself instead. He closed his eyes when he realized his vision was becoming blurry with tears. “I hate myself.”
Jimmy lost track of how long he stayed like that. But he finally lifted his head when he heard something outside. Like someone landing. He sighed and curled in on himself even further. The last thing he wanted to do was talk to someone. Whether that was Fwhip or Sausage or Gem, or anyone else. He just needed to be alone right now. Where he belonged.
“Go away.” Jimmy called out when he was sure the person was close enough. His voice sounded shaky, even to his own ears, but he didn’t care.
The footsteps didn’t stop though and then his door handle was turning and then it was pushed open and-
Jimmy’s eyes widened. “Joel?”
And Joel was there, no longer in his bad boy jacket and glasses, back to being a god, and looking equal parts sheepish and sad. “Hey, bad boy.”
Jimmy didn’t say anything for a few moments, trying to take in Joel actually being there. “Wait, did you-?”
Joel nodded. “Yeah, I died. I was the third one out.”
The third. Jimmy didn’t bother to ask who the second was. He didn’t care. “But how?” He was no longer hugging himself, instead he was now standing in front of Joel, still unbelieving that he was actually there. “You’re so much better at the game than I am. How did you die so soon?”
Joel sighed, looking away. “After you died I…got a bit reckless I guess.”
“Oh.”
Joel still wasn’t looking at him and Jimmy’s legs were hurting, so he sat back down on his bed.
“I was going to sacrifice myself for you.”
Jimmy’s head snapped up but Joel was still looking away from him. “W-What?” Surely he had heard wrong, right?
Joel sighed and then turned to meet Jimmy’s eyes. “I was going to give you my time. I was going to die so you wouldn’t be the first one out again. But…I waited too long. And then it was too late.” He turned away again. “I had already come to terms with the time not being mine, so I was a bit more reckless than I should have been I guess.”
“Joel-”
“I’m sorry Jimmy. I should have asked you to kill me sooner, I should have-”
“No! Joel, stop!” Jimmy was standing again despite how much his legs ached. “Don’t you dare-you didn’t-agh!” Jimmy yelled in frustration, not knowing how to say what he wanted to. Joel, on his part, had frozen with his mouth still open, in shock at Jimmy’s outburst.
“Jimmy, what-?
“I wouldn’t have accepted it.”
Joel shut up again. There was silence as Joel looked at Jimmy, really looked at him. “What?”
Jimmy shook his head. “My life isn’t worth yours.” Joel looked like he wanted to argue but Jimmy cut him off again. “My life isn’t worth yours, Joel. I wouldn’t want you to die in my place. I-I wouldn’t want anyone to die in my place but let alone you.” And then, quieter, he said, “I’m not worth it.”
“You are worth it! Don’t say that!” It was Joel’s turn to yell and Jimmy suddenly felt two hands land on his shoulders. “What is wrong with you? Of course you're worth it!”
“No, I’m not! Not more than you!”
“Of course more than me, you bloody idiot!”
They both were breathing heavy now, sadness and grief turned to anger. Anger at each other. Anger at themselves.
But just as quickly as they had turned to anger, it left, leaving them feeling the full effects of what both of them said. Joel’s hands left Jimmy’s shoulders and Jimmy fell back to sit on his bed. Joel wasn’t far behind him, sitting down next to him.
“I think we both might have some issues we need to work out.” Jimmy said, breaking the silence.
Joel chuckled. “Yeah. Seems like it.”
Jimmy smiled a little and then they were silent again. But not for long. Jimmy soon felt a weight on his shoulder and he looked over to see Joel leaning into him. “I’m sorry you died first again.” Joel said.
“It’s okay.” Jimmy said, leaning back into Joel. He closed his eyes, wanting to stay in the moment. “It wasn’t your fault.” He could have said a million more things, but he didn’t. They didn’t. Things weren’t okay, but for right now, for this one moment, it didn’t have to be.
#limited life#limited life spoilers#life series spoilers#jimmy solidarity#joel smallishbeans#canary curse#mentioned temporary character death#minecraft mechanics#arguing#hurt/comfort#kind of#more hurt than comfort#but theres a bit there
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Soul Bonding World Building
A soul-bound is a subconscious compass you get to another person when you marry, so they become your north. It feel like when you're at your family home and your family is in separate rooms but you know the house so well and the people in it so well that you instinctively know where all your family members are, thats how the soul-bound feels.
This made platonic marriage between friends more prevalent because it's the only KNOWN way to soul-bound with someone.
When either one of the two parties die there's a pull, pop, break, blip, emotional nothingness. Like the mental blindness you get from driving past trees or fences and the sun's shining behind them.
Marriage, it can be more than one person, but this is only usually done when everyone's emotions are involved and they're all committed.
Divorce, sometimes it breaks leaving you reeling; sometimes it sticks and you hate it, the worst is Death.
Death, sometimes when someone permadies away from their spouse the soul-bound stays and the widow(er) has to deal with their subconscious compass pointing to their grave site.
Heavily inspired by Milo-hypno's au on ao3
@milo-hypno
#writeblr#hermitshipping#world building#my writing#hermitcraft writing#minecraft headcanons#minecraft#Minecraft mechanics#I wrote this in January 2024
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I think boats and minecraft should have little hooks on them. I thibk you should be able to tie boats to a fence post with a lead, tie boats together so you can go on 3-4 person boat adventures where only one person has to navigate. the chaos of the boat in the back breaking the lead and losing it. walk your boat along the grass. but its slow so dont go too fast!!! needs more tension so dont stay as close!!!!! precarious. lead it through the water like a pet. opens up an opportunity for double chest boat. why? just cuz. put hooks on boats.
#minecraft#minecraft mechanics#i say it like a joke but i would ACTUALLY really like this mechanic#if not for the adventure aspect#than for the design aspect#imagine if you could the a boat to a dock! that would be so cool!!!!!#i want this so bad actually.
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Eliza didn’t like the Operators. Never have, and probably never will. So when she was given the opportunity to run, she ran straight into a way to get out of the Operator’s sights.
#Iconic fic#Minecraft#original Minecraft story#Original Minecraft characters#Brain child of a story#minecraft worldbuilding#minecraft mechanics
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Never In Heart | chapter 2: Into The Fire
This was co-written with @emburrae, so go give them some love!
One more and we're done
This chapter took so long but we're super proud of it
The potions Techno grabs are regen, healing, invisibility, strength, swiftness, weakness, and slowness respectively
Enjoy!
Read it on AO3!
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Techno returns home tired and spent, but it seems like his battle with the Butcher Army is not over yet.
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���What?” Phil asks in a clipped tone.
Quackity steps forward. “We’re searching your house.”
Phil blocks the doorway. “No”
Quackity glares at him. “Then where’s Technoblade?”
“Why would I know?” The blonde answers, question clearly rhetorical.
“We figured you of all people would know where he’s gone to,” Fundy says.
Phil scoffs. “Have you checked his house?”
Quackity tries to push past him. “He’s not stupid enough to go back there.”
Phil pushes him back, saying, “Does it look like he came here to tell me where he was going? I saw him run off on Carl, same as you! And it’s not like there’s been time for him to come and tell me he was going.”
Fundy pushes Phil back with the help of Quackity. “You think we don’t know you have a secret base?” The fox hybrid starts.
“He would definitely have shown you where that is,” Quackity finishes as they both step inside the house with Ranboo following behind.
“Telling me would kind of go against the whole point of the base being a secret.”
Fundy scoffs. “You want me to believe you two actually keep secrets from each other?”
Quackity raises his crossbow. “Alright, I’m done fucking around. Step aside, Philza.”
Phil stares down the arrow of the crossbow. “Absolutely not.”
Quackity’s eye twitches.
Phil ducks his head to the side just as the trigger is pulled. The arrow hits the opposing wall.
Phil grabs Quackity’s arm and pulls, bringing him down on the immortal’s lifted knee.
Fundy pulls a sword from his inventory and swings it at Phil. The man lets go of the avian and steps back, edge knicking his shoulder.
Fundy steps forward and swings at Phil again. Phil ducks and dodgers as Fundy keeps attacking, all the while Quackity gasps for air. Ranboo tries to pull him back from the fight but he resists.
Phil spots an opening on Fundy’s attack and takes a swing with his claws. It’s a clear path.
Suddenly he’s deeper in the house, confused and disoriented. Arms unwrap themselves from his torso and he almost loses his footing, flaring out his wings to regain his balance.
Pain flares at his side as Fundy cuts into his arm and Phil gasps. An arrow hits his good wing, and a short scream tears itself from his throat.
Phil acts on instinct and lunges for Quackity. The man shoots another arrow, which lands on Phil’s leg, but quickly the immortal has the avian pinned under him.
Then something hard hits his temple and Phil is suddenly on the ground, a sword at his neck and a foot on his wing.
“Search the house, Fundy. I can take care of him now,” Quackity says, pointing the crossbow at Phil’s heart.
“Seriously? Mate, you’ve already torn this place apart once,” Phil says with exasperation. “What do you expect to find?”
“Search the corners and the chests, take everything out of them if you need to!”
“What?! I told you there’s no—” Phil starts but Quackity pressing the crossbow closer shuts him up quick.
“Shut the fuck up. If you say another fucking word I will shoot your eye, then your wings, then I’ll keep going until you die from bloodloss,” Quackity says with a calm facade that does nothing to hide his rage.
Phil stays quiet and watches as Fundy carelessly throws his items out of the chest; as Ranboo moves furniture and looks around at the nooks and crannies of Phil’s house; as Quackity gives the crossbow to Ranboo and joins Fundy on the search because he doesn’t think that Ranboo is doing enough. He also notices how Ranboo’s grip is loose and unsteady.
“Ranboo?” Phil whispers. He has a feeling the ender hybrid doesn’t want to be here.
The boy doesn’t speak.
“Come on, mate. You know there’s nothing here, they’re only doing this because they’re angry.”
Ranboo shifts a little and his ear twitches but he stays quiet.
“Please, Ranboo, lower the crossbow.” Phil knows he shouldn’t be messing with Ranboo like this but Quackity’s unstable and one wrong move could lead to both of them being hurt, or worse.
“Stay quiet.” Ranboo’s tone is urgent and afraid.
“Please, help me get out of here,” Phil says as calmly as he can manage. “I know you’re scared but–”
Quackity’s stomping footsteps stop Phil in his tracks. “I thought I told you to shut the fuck up, Philza!” He rips the crossbow from Ranboo’s hands and shoots Phil’s shoulder. “Next one is going on that pretty little wing of yours.” He turns to Ranboo and reaches for the boy. “As for you–”
Ranboo turns his attention towards Quackity. He notices how mad Quackity truly is just by looking at his body language. The avian grips Ranboo’s arm and with his other hand, slaps the heterochromic teen across the face. The slap was so loud that Fundy looked over his shoulder, and his jaw drops when he sees Ranboo stumble backwards a little bit.
“I thought I told you to WATCH him, not TALK to him!” Quackity yells as Ranboo’s hand instantly went up to his cheek where he had just been slapped.
Ranboo didn’t say anything as he felt the emotions running through him all at once, a feeling of fear, sadness, and a bit of anger.
Fundy narrows his eyes. “Quackity, calm down.”
The avian turns to him. “Don’t tell me-”
“No! Calm down, Q. I know you’re going through a lot right now, but that doesn’t mean you get to slap a kid.”
Quackity’s tone is still loud when he says, “You don’t get to tell me what to do!”
Fundy takes a step closer. “No, but neither do you. I’m following you by choice, and if I think you’re doing something you shouldn’t be doing, like slapping a kid, then I’ll go off on my own.”
Quackity’s face is still angry as he takes a deep breath, preparing to speak—probably yell—again.
Fundy places his hands on the avian’s shoulders. “Just calm down, Quackity.”
The avian takes a deep breath, closing his eyes and slumping his shoulders. He repeats this a few more times.
“Okay,” he says after a while. “Fundy, keep searching down here, I’m gonna keep an eye on Phil, and Ranboo-” He looks at the boy. “You go search the upstairs.”
Ranboo wastes no time going upstairs, away from Quackity and the others and leaving Phil alone with them.
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TECHNOBLADE!! walks through the snow of the tundra, moving towards the wooden cabin he and Phil built.
He hopes Phil is okay. He didn’t look it when Techno passed him by: wings torn and trapped in his own house by that damn bracelet around his ankle.
He sighs, opening the door and hitting the side of his boots against the outer wall to get rid of some of the snow before walking in. He takes off his boots, places his cape on the back of one of the chairs with his crown on top of it, and collapses on the couch with a heavy sigh.
His body hurts. The totem healed him but it did nothing for the pain, most of it only an echo sensation of an injury that no longer exists, but a part from the fight he had with Quackity in his escape. All, of course, hidden by the rush of adrenaline from everything that just happened.
He hopes the revival magic didn’t heal Quackity’s eye.
Techno should take a regen pot and maybe eat a golden apple too. He knows he should, but he’s so, so tired and his body hurts like hell now that the adrenaline is fading.
He just wants to sleep.
He might bleed out or have severe blood loss issues when he wakes up if he doesn’t drink a potion.
Technoblade considers getting off the couch, but when he moves, spikes of pain flare all over his body. Fuck. He really doesn’t want to get up, he wants to take a nap.
But he knows it’ll only get worse. If he takes a nap, then when he wakes up the pain will be worse than it is now. So, he takes a deep breath and pushes himself off the couch, pausing periodically to steady himself and let the haze of pain fade as much as it could.
He takes slow steps towards the chest, kneeling down once he reaches it and opening the lid.
Reaching in, he grabs a bottle with a pink-grey potion and a golden apple. Technoblade opens the cork and downs the potion in two big gulps then sets the bottle aside, waiting for it to kick in.
It takes some moments for him to feel like he’s able to move again, but once he does, he gets up and starts eating the golden apple as he sets off back to the sofa to sit down and rest now he’s healed more.
He kicks his legs up above the arm of the couch, letting his feet dangle off the edge as he looks up. He stares at the wooden boards of the ceiling, the straight lines with occasional perpendicular lines connecting two of the other ones, making random breaks in the hypnotic pattern.
He thinks about Phil. How he’ll get his friend out and what could possibly happen to him now that the Butcher army failed to kill Techno. Would they try to hurt Phil? Would they leave him alone and focus on Techno himself? Have they given up on his execution? Would they execute Phil instead as some sort of sick, twisted revenge?
A pang of fear shoots through Techno’s heart. No, he reasons, they wouldn’t kill him, he has nothing to do with this. Quackity isn’t like that and Tubbo wouldn’t let him either way.
‘I wouldn’t put it past him.’
‘You hold him too highly…’
‘You give him way too much credit.’
‘He kind of already did…’
‘Quiet!’
‘SHUT IT!’
‘No! Don’t SPOIL!’
‘Zip it!’
‘What if we KILL Quackity?
‘Nah Techno already-’’
‘No one appreciates my ideas!’
“Chat you’re weird… and we’re not going to kill Quackity without a reason…” Techno pipes in, annoyed at Chat’s argument.
‘Oh well, we kind of already have one-’
‘SHUT. IT. CHANT TO TONE HIM OUT!! NOW!’
‘Blood For The Blood God!’
‘BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!’
‘No, let-”
‘ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ’
‘ BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! ’
Not far away from Techno’s cabin, a crow is flying through the air at a high speed. It gracefully lands on one of the window sills, where it has a clear view of Technoblade through the window.
The crow squawked for a few seconds before growing mildly impatient, and began tapping on the window, trying to make as much noise as possible to attract the man’s attention.
After a while, the tapping got louder… much, much louder than when it first started.
Techno stays lost in his thoughts, worry for his friend plaguing his mind, not even paying attention to the multitude of voices screaming for his attention.
A loud thump startles him into action as his brain screams danger is near. He grabs a crossbow and points at the source of the noise, the weapon aimed and ready with his finger on the trigger.
Then he notices the source of the noise alongside the tapping.
Crows, Phil’s crows , tap at the window. One lays on the windowsill unmoving while the others tap their beaks against the glass the way they always do when they want attention.
Technoblade takes a breath, calming his beating heart and reassuring himself there is no danger now. Not anymore.
The feeling lingers.
He moves toward the window and lifts the lower pane open, allowing the crows to enter.
They quickly file in until the only one left outside is the one lying motionless.
Techno picks them up, gently taking them inside and checking them for injuries of any sort. Phil taught him how to recognize injuries in crows with the long rants and one-sided conversations Techno loved listening to.
The crow seems to have hit something solid at full speed. Techno is surprised the window didn’t break.
‘Ha, dumb crow.’
‘Do you think they hit it on purpose?’
Techno drowns out chat as the other crows caw around him and nip at his clothing, hair, and skin. It’s when one starts messing with his emerald earring that turns his attention to them.
“Don’t nip at that one,” he says, lightly slapping the crow away from him. It flies away and settles on top of his cape, then taps their beak on his crown.
He looks at the other crows. There are more than the usual group that comes to annoy him and they all seem to be trying to bring his attention to various items like swords, shields, potions, armour, and other things he’d use in a fight.
Maybe the Butcher Army isn’t above hurting innocent people for petty revenge.
‘That’s what I’ve been saying!’
‘No SPOILERS!’
“What’s going on?” Technoblade asks, his body tensing as he stands to his full height.
‘Phil needs help!’
‘Quiet!’
The crows keep going with the exception of two who proceed to tap at pictures of Phil and then at Techno’s injuries.
‘The crows are literally telling him right now, I don’t see why I can’t say anything!’
‘I think he just wants to bully you.’
“Phil’s hurt?” They nod their heads excitedly then move to the door. “Do I need to go get him now?” They nod again, more solemnly this time. “Oh, Phil, the things I do for you,” he mutters, walking to the chest of potions and grabbing two more of the pink-grey mixtures as well as some red, cloudy white, yellow, light blue, dark grey, and dirty grey-blue potions. He also takes a few more arrows before heading out the door, cape on his shoulders, crown atop his head, and a call for blood and revenge in his ears.
He will not let the Butcher Army hurt him or Phil any more.
#technoblade#philza#mcyt fanfiction#fanfiction#butcher army#minecraft mechanics#minecraft#minecraft fanfiction#dream smp#angst#this is about the characters not the real people#depictions of violence#fighting#blood and injury#ranboo#ranboo is too sweet#tubbo is visiting tommy. that's why he's not here#fundy#quackity is livid and taking it out of everybody else#phil and techno deserve a break#(they'll get one)#technoblade hears voices#technoblade's chat#chat is almost omnicient but they don't want to spoil shit#potions#Never In Heart
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'Nother Magma!! ^3^ with @deyisacherry GRAAHHH YOURE SM FUN TO DRAW WITHHSHFNNF THANK YOU FOR HANGING OUT WITG ME!!
#tsams#the sun and moon show#sun and moon show#fnaf sb#fnaf security breach#digital art#fnaf#tsams art#tsams moon#tsams solar#moon and sun minecraft#masm#mooncraft#suncraft#masm sun x moon#mechanical lullaby
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MINECRAFT SAVE ME........... SAVE ME.......... MINECRAFT.................... .......... .......... .......... ..........
#mojang create The Creaking for me and me only. thank you.#GOOD VISUAL & GOOD SOUND#COOL WEEPING ANGEL MECHANICS#AND THEY WALK SILLY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#minecraft#minecraft live action#minecraft the creaking
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BROOOOO BILLSUMA AND EX. Either best friends or sworn enemies. Kinda love it since X and Ex are twins, just another twin possessed by Bill smh
Deeeeefinitely enemies. X and Alex were raised by the Doom Slayer, AKA the notorious Demon Hater, so of course Alex would be quick to want to get rid of Bill
#doctorsiren#gravity falls#hermitcraft#bill cipher#xisumavoid#evil xisuma#alexender void#gravity falls fanart#hermitcraft fanart#doodle requests#digital art#my art#procreate#Alex is like ‘why do you now have an American accent??? like I know *I* do but you sound so goofy’#bill doesn’t know how Minecraft mechanics work 😔
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the 1.13 aquatic update was minecrafts most gamechanging update ever no contest. i mean ok all of the updates change the game but that one was THE BIGGEST. new textures. Conduits. Coral reefs. Tridents. Sea grass. Kelp. AND THE UPDATED WATER MECHANICS OH MY GODDDDDDDD DO YOU REMEMBER HOW BIG OF A PAIN WATER USED TO BE BOTH TO TRAVEL IN AND TO GET RID OF? DO YOU REMEMBER HOW SLOW SWIMMING WAS?? DO YOU REMEMBER THE OLD BOATS??? if someone took the time and effort to fill ur entire house with water before 1.13 then u were fucked up ur ass and it didnt even look good but now we're able to WATERLOG CHESTS AND PARTIAL BLOCKS AND LIGHT SOURCES 1.13 did SO MUCH FOR US and we barely even appreciate her. minecraft 1.13 update i love you forever you will always have my heart
#ray's tag#minecraft#caps#hi i started watching hermitcraft in season 6 in 2019 and the ocean update was my world#literally because i played minecraft so much.#not even to MENTION the new swimming mechanics oh my god it made everything so much easier#i love this game
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based on "and the void stared back" by @crabbunch!
Absolutely adored the fanfic and its sequels. tysm for writing the series <3
(picking a scene to draw from the fic was. very very hard and i limited myself to not include the sequels asdfsjh)
#ethoslab#etho#obito uchiha#hermitcraft#etho fanart#obito fanart#i adore how the minecraft mechanics were written. jsut. amazing#i think its also funny that i read naruto and hc fanfics without noticing that they were written by the same person and only after reading#this fic i noticed that they were#strels art#2024 strel art
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SIDE 3I
Drumbot Brian
Ph1LzA
#drumbot brian#the mechanisms#the mechs#music#philza#philza minecraft#mcyt#mcytblr#men#masculinity#mod howl#the daily male fight
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minecraft should let me use tall grass to weave it for baskets
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