#rivendell scott my beloved

[bigsisterblue]

idk what im doing but lowkey kinda love it

[smajorqna]

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Hello!

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Welcome to the blog i made because i thought of it in class and i need some sort of way to feed my hyperfixation.

Here is a carrd with more info about this mess. (coming soon)

All art belongs to me!! I made it!! Please dont steal or use for ai (sense thats been getting popular recently..). And please ask before reposting and if your too nervous please at least credit me :)

(Press "Read More" below for tldr for the carrd and an ID for each image)

(Last updated: 12/10/22 11:19am CDT)

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And now if you look just below youll see all the tags i use and what they mean :) (more will be added in the future)

#smajorqna - all posts posted on this blog

#4th wall breakthrough - ooc posts

#smajor of rivendell - all answers from c!scott

#hearts the creator tm - all answers/cameos from my persona, hearts

#hello deer anon - all questions from fellow anons! Hello anons :)

#(tw/cw here) - obviously wont say that exactly but if a post talks about anything triggering or anything that needs warning i will put it there and i will put it at the beginning of the post :)

#posts about beloved husband - posts mentioning or even including the one and only codfather (will be also used as flower husbands tag so if you don't wanna see that block it!!!)

#cameos - other character cameos featured

#id below read more - will be put for every post with images in it (besides dividers)

#the 17th letter of the alphabet - this post was queued

Heres the tldr of the carrd: (aka a list of things i need to add to it)

This is C!/CHARACTER!!! In no way am i impersonating scott the content creator. I am simply answering questions the way i think his esmp1 character would answer.

Admittedly, i have never watched scotts esmp1 series- i mostly know about his character through clips, fanfics, fanarts, and other fans. I know im such a fake fan /sarc so if i get any lore or canon wrong please tell me and ill do my best to fix it. If i cannot, then oh well to bad so sad.

This will include my personal headcanons so if you haven't heard of whatever even or something from canon, its most likely a headcanon

This will also include flower husbands (c!scott x c!jimmy) so uh yeah dont imply any other ships other than them only because i dont personally ship it (its fine if you do, i have nothing wrong with that :) just keep it out of this blog)

Everything you see on this blog was done on my phone using my finger. So obviously there will be mistakes. So yk use common sense and dont point them out :) its rude.

And lastly, this is literally my first time doing this ever so please be nice, im sensitive

ID for each image/panel:

[Panel 1 (one): (start id) outlined and colorless drawing of empires season 1 (one) character scott looking confused or worried, there's a question mark symbol next to him showing he's confused. He's looking at another character to the right with the same drawing style. Scott's outline/lineart is a dark cyan. To the right of scott there's a character with shortish hair, pointy ears like scotts, with a plain t-shirt. They look feminine-ish and their expression looks happy. Near them is text saying "Me, the creator tm" pointing to them. The character's outline/lineart is a dark magenta-ish, or a really red pink. On the bottom of the screen is a grey box with a smaller box on the top left corner saying "Scott" in a dark cyan. Below is text in the same color saying "So.. Remind me of what to do here..?". (End id)]

[Panel 2 (two): (start id) Same character's and poses as panel 1 (one) with different expressions. Scott's expression is still similar, except this time his mouth is closed. The character's (who's name is Hearts) expression changed to them talking with their eyes closed. They look happy. Below them is the same dialogue box except with a different name and obviously different text. The name now reads "Hearts" and the dialogue says "You're going to answer some questions from people because I'm bored and I need something better to do with my life. :)" in the same color used for Hearts' outline. (End id)]

[Panel 3 (three): (start id) Scott is now center with Hearts gone, leaving a "Bye!" where they were last. Scott then looks to the left with an exhausted look. In the dialogue box it says in the dark cyan outline scott has with scotts name above, "This will be easier said than done..." (End id)]

Also yes ik the original third panel i misspelled "easier" but its too late now im tired

[theflippedpages]

The Chiseled Catastrophe - 0.5

Episode 0.5 - Hard Feelings

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(This is a continuation of my previous post of a new fanfiction! I will make a post with all the hyperlinks once it's all posted! Please be aware that this introduction was written back in early 2023, so any mention of other MCYTs is purely to continue the story and is not meant to be taken in any hostile manner nor in any controversial fashion. Yes, I am talking about the Dream part--)

Both men launched themselves at the same time, and Jimmy tried to keep up with the direction of Scott's loud strings of fireworks. After a couple of hesitant seconds of silence, Scott spoke up. "Jim, let me know when you're done with your recording, okay? I have to record the beginning of my video so it wouldn't feel weird that I'm that close to Tumble Town." 

"Surely the YouTube comments would go wild if they found out you were lurking by me with no context." Jimmy laughed. 

Scott's face broke into a grin as he scanned his inventory. "Jim…" Shooting another firework that sent him far up, the Chromia leader takes the airtime to shift things within his inventory, finally putting a familiar flower into his offhand and switching the rockets to the other. "I had some spare flowers to make dyes… and I happen to have 3 of these little beauties." 

Jimmy only had to glance at the red poppies before he flusteredly sighed again. "Scott, I swear! You aren't feeding the fans crumbs, you're feeding them literal meals every time we interact!"

"Is that complaining I hear?" Scott laughed. 

"No…" Jimmy huffed, though the playful tone hadn't left his voice, "The videos with you always spike with interaction, and it is very cute to see the fans go crazy with a reference or a flirt from you."

"Season one gave them too much lore," Scott held back a loud chuckle, "did you see all the animatics?" 

"Don't even get me started with the videos…! They're all so good!" Jimmy breathed. "All it takes is one mere sentence or reference, and one background song that matches the feeling, and boom, 3rd Life flashback, I get slow-mo shot in the head, you're clutching my corpse, and you sit near a grave that says 'my beloved' or something like that…"

Scott took that as a call to continue, reminiscing on the ones he'd seen. And he's seen plenty. "And then either it flashes forward to season one of Empires, or it goes to Double Life, and you're paired with Tango and me with Pearl. It's all super angsty unless it's a bittersweet one about my afterlife in Rivendell."

"Who knows… maybe in season three, I'd be the one to feed the crumbs." Scott could hear the blonde's cocky smile from his words. 

"Ooh, feisty Sheriff." Scott drank in his confidence. "Maybe you will get those handcuffs on me after all."

Silence from Jimmy's mic. Then he softly whispered, "Pretend I never said anything." 

Scott bursted out laughing and realized he was still recording. He hesitated to stop it, knowing this would be a memory to cherish later on. "I'll take back anything I said. I can't wait for season three of Empires."

"Neither can I, buddy, neither can I-... Uh, Scott?"

Scott hummed, taking a sip of his drink, watching the world load beneath him. "Yes, sheriff?" 

"I think there's a fire in Chromia."

"What?!"

Chromia, Scott's meticulously crafted empire, came into view, spawning out in laggy chunks. As they arrived, the loud crackle of fire and the sight of smoke billowing into the sky greeted them. The empire they had known had been set ablaze, its precious structures threatened by an uncontrollable inferno started beside the now-closed Nether portal. 

Without hesitation and another word, Scott and Jimmy rushed to Chromia's aid. The fire was devouring some of the architectural wonders, threatening to consume the rest. Thankfully, it hadn't reached the livestock yet. 

Scott went straight for his llamas, reaching for the cobble in his inventory to create a wall between the fire and the untouched land. Jimmy instead went straight into the heart of the fire, splashing his water bucket onto the Nether portal and diving into Chromia's large, quartz fountain to gather more. He already had a couple of spare water buckets he had made to extinguish his own fires. Once Scott had blocked off the rest of his empire, he fell into line with the blonde's repeated actions, also fishing for water to spill onto the withering wood.

With precision and grace, they worked tirelessly, dousing the flames that hungered for more destruction. Scott and Jimmy managed to save many of the buildings, structures, and landscapes that had defined Chromia. The once-raging fire was now reduced to smoky remnants, defeated by their relentless efforts. Amidst the smoky ruins, the duo shared a moment of exhaustion and relief. They gazed at the embers slowly fading away knowing that they had just saved an empire.

"Did you record any of that?" Jimmy breathed, wringing out his hands after his constant clicking on the mouse and keyboard.

Scott ran a hand through his hair, wiping at his eyes. The brightness of the monitor was starting to hurt his vision, and his head was starting to ache. "I haven't stopped recording since you started back in Tumble Town."

"You didn't do this, did you?" 

"Why would I? Jimmy, I'm not stupid to burn down months of my work. I'm most likely to make a copy of my world or at least keep the fire contained to a certain point." 

"We aren't planning a finale yet, right?" Jimmy asked, hoping to understand why his and Scott's empire was being threatened. "If it was the end, I'd understand all this destruction, but I haven't heard from anyone about any plans to wrap up season 2. This is really scary, Scott. Maybe it’s not just our empires, it could be the entire server that’s facing this. Maybe someone has been in here that shouldn’t be." 

“I want to know who did this.” Scott’s voice was grim. “This wasn’t a prank, nor was it something intended for the Empire's storyline.” He clicked on the chat, and instantly began writing. 

Smajor1995: This is not a joke. Someone griefed Chromia and Tumble Town, and it is unacceptable.

Unlike when Tango talked about the letter when the chat was lively with people, now the words faded into the game with no response. Grumbling, Scott pulled up the online member status for the server, and he noticed that many were leaving without even the yellow text of their departure. Smallishbeans, LDShadowLady— oh those two are gone… okay, Tango– and he’s gone… Soon he found himself just with three people: himself, the suspicious camera account ‘Time_Is_Up’, and Joey. 

'Time_Is_Up' goes offline. And then, Joey too. 

“-This is really scary, Scott-” 

Wait, Jimmy’s still here? But he’s not online!  Scott turned his attention back to the blonde cowboy who was still crouching in front of the fountain. “Jimmy, why does it say you’re not online? You’re right in front of me.” 

“-Maybe it’s not just our empires–” 

Ah. So my game and system seem to be frozen… Jimmy’s character isn’t here, and neither is his voice. 

“-Maybe someone has been in here that shouldn’t be—” Jimmy’s voice glitched. “Maybe someone has been in here that shouldn’t be— Maybe someone has been in here that shouldn’t be—”

 Neither of their characters moved as the sky morphed from an odd shade of white to pure night.

“You shouldn’t be here–” 

And the screen flickered off. 

Scott sat there for a couple of seconds longer, staring at his reflection through the monitor before it dawned on him that his computer crashed completely. Odd… I thought my software was up to date… He grabbed his phone and went to text his friends when he saw the empty bars of service and the lack of wifi on the edge of his screen. Right, it must've been a network issue for the city. Oh well, it’ll come back shortly, I’m sure. He set his phone down, intending to get a shower in before he’d be able to record again. 

As Scott walked to his closet, he noticed a shadow linger by the front of his home, slip something into his mailbox, and disappear. Curiosity piqued him, and he stepped out to investigate. 

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Grian made himself comfortable on his couch, a sandwich in his hand, his phone in another. “Imagine the possibilities,” Scar was speaking on the other end, his voice high with energy, “storylines in Empires do so well, what’s stopping us, Hermits, from doing the same thing?” 

“Maybe it’s the fact we have so many more members than them?” Grian answered with a mouthful of food. “And instead of set times like the Empires crew have for their interlinking storylines, we can join and build whatever we want, whenever we want.” 

A sad sigh from the phone made Grian rethink his words. "Well, it's not like we don't have a storyline in Hermitcraft… we had the wars a couple seasons ago, and we had the big moon last season! It may not be everything Hermitcraft relies on like Empires does, but we do have the occasional 'lore'."

"You don't think we could convince Xisuma to add something?"

Grian shook his head before he realized Scar couldn't see him. "Unfortunately, we have to keep the roleplaying and storytelling to the Life Series."

"Speaking of… When can we begin recording for the new Life Series? Secret life, right?"

"We have a little bit of a time issue with a couple of people, but I think Scott and I will get it confirmed within the next couple of days."

"I can't wait! It's been a while since Mumbo joined us!"

Grian spotted a familiar green avatar on his TV screen. "I know, I can't wait either-... Why does that face look familiar?" he reached to turn up the volume of his TV as he heard the news reporter speak up.

"...A newfound hysteria in the Minecraft community after a series of cryptic tweets from the famous Minecraft YouTuber, Clay, commonly known as Dream, has sent shockwaves throughout the gaming world."

"Dream?... Must be a slow news day if they're reporting on a Minecraft YouTuber… Hey, Scar, I'll call you later." Before the other could respond, Grian ended the call, his attention fully grabbed by the screen in front of him. 

The second news anchor spoke up. "That's right, Matt. Just yesterday, Dream tweeted a picture of a mysterious letter with no context whatsoever. And what happened next is truly baffling. Within hours, Clay deleted his worlds, wiped his accounts clean, and disappeared from social media."

Grian found himself sitting on the edge of the sofa, now quite interested.

"That's not all, Stephanie. He's completely lost contact with his family and friends. It's been about 4 days since he was last heard from. His loved ones are deeply concerned, and a community of devoted fans is in turmoil."

A slideshow of Dream with and without his mask, with his friends from the SMP, and with fans in conventions played in slow sequence as the news correspondents continued. He even saw some screenshots of old MCCs mixed in. Hey look, there's some Hermits! 

"The Minecraft community is in a state of shock. Dream has been an icon for so many, and this sudden disappearance has left a void. The outpouring of concern and speculation online is a testament to how much he meant to his fans."

"And the big question is, what could have led to this sudden and unexplained exit from the Minecraft universe? Clay's tweets have left everyone mystified."

There was a tweet pertaining to a letter, wasn't there? 

"Some speculate that it might be an elaborate ARG or part of a new project. After all, he had posted a tweet of a blurry letter before it was taken down mere minutes later and everything else vanished. However, most have forgotten this idea now that his friends and family have come out in concern. Now, it's mostly believed that this absence is related to stress or personal issues. But until we hear directly from Dream, it's all conjecture."

"Fortunately, through some fans, we were able to get a look at his recently deleted tweet. Take a look."

"...A newfound hysteria in the Minecraft community after a series of cryptic tweets from the famous Minecraft YouTuber, Clay, commonly known as Dream, has sent shockwaves throughout the gaming world."

"Dream?... Must be a slow news day if they're reporting on a Minecraft YouTuber… Hey, Scar, I'll call you later." Before the other could respond, Grian ended the call, his attention fully grabbed by the screen in front of him. 

The second news anchor spoke up. "That's right, Matt. Just yesterday, Dream tweeted a picture of a mysterious letter with no context whatsoever. And what happened next is truly baffling. Within hours, Clay deleted his worlds, wiped his accounts clean, and disappeared from social media."

Grian found himself sitting on the edge of the sofa, now quite interested.

"That's not all, Stephanie. He's completely lost contact with his family and friends. It's been about 4 days since he was last heard from. His loved ones are deeply concerned, and a community of devoted fans is in turmoil."

A slideshow of Dream with and without his mask, with his friends from the SMP, and with fans in conventions played in slow sequence as the news correspondents continued. He even saw some screenshots of old MCCs mixed in. Hey look, there's some Hermits! 

"The Minecraft community is in a state of shock. Dream has been an icon for so many, and this sudden disappearance has left a void. The outpouring of concern and speculation online is a testament to how much he meant to his fans."

"And the big question is, what could have led to this sudden and unexplained exit from the Minecraft universe? Clay's tweets have left everyone mystified."

There was a tweet pertaining to a letter, wasn't there? 

"Some speculate that it might be an elaborate ARG or part of a new project. After all, he had posted a tweet of a blurry letter before it was taken down mere minutes later and everything else vanished. However, most have forgotten this idea now that his friends and family have come out in concern. Now, it's mostly believed that this absence is related to stress or personal issues. But until we hear directly from Dream, it's all conjecture."

"Fortunately, through some fans, we were able to get a look at his recently deleted tweet. Take a look."

On the screen, they put up his Twitter, in which, with only the caption, "invited", he had posted a close-up picture of an open envelope with a note sticking out. With a close view, most of the picture was blurry, except for a red stamped seal with the indent of a pixelated crown. Where have I seen that before?

He got up as the report continued. "If you have any idea what this could mean, or if you have seen the creator recently, please contact the missing person hotline and your local police department. His friends and family are all terribly worried." As the brunette slipped into his room, he could hear a recording of GeorgeNotFound in tears talking about his friend and how this abrupt lack of contact is unlike him. 

Grian picked up the letter he had left on his desk. A red stamped seal with a pixelated crown. He picked it up and took it back to the TV, hoping it would show the Tweet again so he could compare.

 A couple more friends talked about Dream, and while it played the audio, the Tweet showed up again. Grian instantly looked between the two, and compared the wax. It's a strange coincidence, that's for sure. He held it up to the light, inspecting the wax more closely. The reddish hue looked like any other sealing wax, but something about it felt off.

The brunette's inquisitive nature got the better of him, and he carefully scratched the wax with his fingernail. The instant he did, a faint and sickeningly sweet odor escaped, invading his senses. He couldn't quite place it, but it was oddly familiar.

Dizziness gripped him like a vice, his heart raced, and his vision began to blur. Grian stumbled back, dropping the envelope. A feeling of lethargy spread through him as he desperately gasped for fresh air. He stumbled toward the window of his living room, pushing against the window in hopes of unlocking it and getting him to breathe. Relief flooded him as he heard it click and felt a small breeze flutter in. Yet, the dizziness hadn't ceased. 

His vision became an abstract painting of muted colors and wavering shapes. The room spun in a nauseating dance as Grian collapsed onto his couch. The air was heavy, like the weight of a thousand bricks pressing down on him. He could taste the bitter tang of chloroform on his tongue.

Every attempt to summon the strength to move was met with resistance from his own body. His consciousness ebbed away like a retreating tide, and his eyelids felt impossibly heavy. His thoughts became disjointed, like fragments of a dream, and then...

Creak.

His window was opening. He heard the shifting of heavy clothing against the frame… then nothing. He heard the click of the TV being turned off. Time became a slippery, elusive concept as Grian's unconscious form lay sprawled across the couch. Two pairs of hands grabbed onto him.

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"Jim, it's okay," Kristy put an arm around her boyfriend. Jimmy leaned into her with a quiet sigh. 

"I just can't believe this happened… Someone has clearly hacked their way onto the server and has some sort of grudge against us."

She ran a hand through his hair. "You've asked everyone in the Discord?"

"I tried. But they aren't responding, whether it be in-game or online." The blonde looked up at her. "They must be confused too, right? Why else would they not respond to me?" 

"I'm sure, dear." She assured him. "Hey, at least you got some fresh content. That'll be sure to get a ton of views."

"I suppose so…" Jimmy shrugged. “I wish I could’ve at least saved a version of this, so I’d be able to still do something.” 

“Take it as a fresh reset for Tumble Town… Though it was against your will, I think that you should take it as a sign to rebuild it better than before. It would even make sense in your storyline too, you know, with Sheriff Jimmy wanting to be respected and beheld. Rebuilding your empire will make sure of your admiration! Though I don’t know much about Minecraft, I’d love to help nonetheless!” 

“It’s tough, Kristy,” Jimmy tried to explain his woes. “Tumble Town holds so many memories!”

“It’s not like you don’t have them recorded, Jim.” She nudged him with a smile. “You have a YouTube channel, for love’s sake, all your memories are already loaded onto there, sometimes, with your friends’ perspectives too! Besides, you aren’t building it alone, you have so many friends who would love to help! You told me how everyone was jumping to give you resources, weren’t you?”

She’s right. Everything is online now. “Yeah… yeah, you’re right. I can rebuild Tumble Town, and make it even better–” The doorbell interrupted his thoughts. 

“I’ll get it, dear.” Kristy was quick to get up, giving her boyfriend a peck on the cheek. “Lighten up, Jim. Take it easy today.” She returned moments later with a letter. “It’s for you. I’ll leave it on the table.” 

“Thanks, Kristy.” Jimmy smiled, merely glancing at the envelope and spotting the ominous crimson seal. “Could you bring Norman in here, please?” 

“Of course. While you freshen up, I’ll start making us something for dinner, alright?” She lingered by the door. “Maybe if you’re up for it, we can watch a movie together.” 

“That’s very sweet of you, thank you.” Jimmy managed to say before she disappeared into the hall. Once she was gone, his eyes flickered to the desk, where the envelope lay. Could this be the letter that Tango mentioned? He reached toward it and upon grabbing it, investigated the thick seal.

“Actually, Jim,” he heard his girlfriend call from the kitchen, “can you cut some vegetables for me? It won’t take long, but having your help can really speed things up.” 

“Yeah, of course!” Jimmy slid the letter under his pillow and got up to go help her. I can text him about it later…

Once he and Kristy had made and eaten their dinner, the couple watched a movie with Norman asleep on their lap. Once it was done, they cleaned after themselves and Kristy parted ways to take a shower, leaving Jimmy alone on his bed, prepared to sleep. However, sleeping on his pillow and hearing the ruffle of paper underneath reminded him of the letter, and he was quick to take out his phone and call his Rancher, Tango, knowing he’d most likely be awake through their time zone difference. After hearing the sound of the shower and ensuring that Kristy wouldn’t come back to the bed, he pulled out the letter and pried at the wax gently to open it. 

“Hello?” 

“Hey Tango, it’s Jimmy…”

“ ‘Sup Jim, what are you calling for?” 

“I think I received the same letter as you.” Jimmy glanced over the paragraphs of writing, spotting the phrase ‘this is meant for you and the 9 other invitees’ and linking it to the same number he had remembered from the chat. 

There was a short moment of silence from the other end of his phone, and then Tango responded with just, “Oh.” 

“And- and I know it says don’t say anything…” he ran a hand through his messy hair, as his eyes once again skimmed the letter, “but I assumed, as a receiver of the same letter, you’d be able to give me some context?” 

“Whatever’s on there is exactly what I have, Jimmy,” Tango admitted. “I’m as clueless as you are.” 

“It’s all so confusing. Why didn’t they just email us? Or give us further details than just the fact that it’s Minecraft-based, we have to dress up, and we can’t record anything…”

“It’s quite creepy, but it lightens my worry that you got an invite too. I was actually not planning to go until I saw that Mumbo and Ren got the invite too.” 

“So you think it’s worth it? Spending a night at their theme park or whatever?” 

“If it’s not, at least I get to see my Rancher in person.” 

Jimmy grinned. “True, true. If it’s really not worth our time, it would only be a waste of 12 hours. They said transportation, food, and a place of stay are all covered, so it’s not like we’re even losing money. I’d be very excited to see more Hermitcraft and Empires members invited… And I’m sure there are more, ‘cause there’s no way they’d just invite me, a mid-tier content creator, when they have huge faces on the Empires SMP like Scott, Joel, and Lizzie.” 

“Oh Jim, don’t call yourself a ‘mid-tier’... I believe you are climbing to stardom.” Tango interjected. “But I do understand what you mean since Scott, Joel, and Lizzie all have wider fanbases and a long history connected to Minecraft and are more likely to be invited.” He laughed. “I actually feel the same way, to be honest. There are huge faces in Hermitcraft, like, obviously, Grian, Mumbo, and Scar… So it was surprising I got the invite, and it's relieving Ren and Mumbo got one too.” 

It sounds a bit risky. The wording sounds a bit too… friendly. 

“So, are you going, Jim?” 

Jimmy pondered this question, then after a moment, answered, “I think I might. I mean, I’d love to see more people in person. I think it would be a worthwhile 12 hours of my life. Besides, it's an excuse to dress up as a sheriff.” 

“Great! Then, I can’t wait to see you in person, Rancher.” 

The blonde’s worry seemed to disappear at that sentence. “You as well, Tango. I haven’t seen many of the Hermits in person either, so that’s going to be an exciting feat.” 

“Alright Jim, is that all?” 

Jimmy spotted another piece of paper in the envelope. “Yeah, that’s all. Thanks for the assurance.” 

“Of course. Thanks for calling me, man. Have a good night, alright?” 

“You as well.” 

The call ended and silence took over as he flipped over the paper. 

Jimmy,

You are our last attendee. Your invite wasn’t intended, it was to fill up a required spot. Don’t make the mistake your doppelganger did. Read the directions carefully, know the consequences, and prevent further faults. 

“Mistake? I was the last choice?” Jimmy’s smile broke into a frown. “What a demotivating and rude thing to say.” But the excitement of meeting his online friends muted the blaring alarm in his head and he carefully tucked the letters back into the envelope, pushed the wax in, and set it back onto the table as convincingly as he could. He heard the bathroom door creak open, and instantly rolled back into bed, tossing the covers over his head as he pretended to be asleep. However, the wax had rubbed against the pillow, and unbeknownst to Jimmy, he fell into a deeper sleep than he had intended to. 

Shadows wisped the blonde away before Kristy came to bed.  

“Jimmy?... Jimmy?!” 

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Tango had received the same fate once he had finished the call. Upon reading through the letter again, his hand rubbed against the wax as a nervous habit. Dizzy and disoriented, he had passed out and fallen off of his chair. The shadows were able to move him quite easily.

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Mumbo had spilled some tea on the envelope and had been trying to clean it up. Upon trying to dab off the stain, he had fainted beside his kitchen counter. They had entered through his backyard door. One had even drank his tea.

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Joel and Lizzie had been rummaging through their closets for outfits for the ‘party’ when Joel had been trying to save the wax because it looked pretty. The scent had wafted around the room, and the couple had passed out on their bed. The shadows were happy to kill two birds with one stone. Or in this case, two lovebirds with one letter. 

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Scott had been reading after he had picked up his mail. After pressing the wax unintentionally against many of the magazines, he fell unconscious after closely reading just a few pages. Unfortunately, his door was kept unlocked. 

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Ren was quite excited to be a part of a Minecraft party. However, he was quite suspicious of the seal, since it didn’t quite match any he recalled. Upon rubbing it, however, nothing came off, but he sure felt dizzy. He didn’t make it to the sink to splash water on himself, passing out in his hall. They broke in through his window. 

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Marytn was very happy to have the red wax seal, as he intended on using it for a button on his regular, bright green Minecraft skin to add some contrast. However, upon trying to scrape it out, he had fallen asleep in his closet. The shadows took a while to find him; they were almost convinced he had escaped.

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Joey was the only one who recognized this stamp. He had tried to throw it away, burn it, and even throw it in a paper shredder. But it always magically showed up again. Joey was convinced it had something to do with the thick wax, so he tried to pry it out. He passed out in his backyard, opposite his bonfire. The shadows extinguished it when they found him; they didn't want one of their players getting burned after all.

[mcyt-rarepair-tournament]

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! VOTE FWHILZA! THEY HAVE RETURNED! BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT THEY DO!

Propaganda: Scott isn’t sure how to feel about Fwhips… new friend. He keeps one eye on the guy as he talks with Grimland’s count about trades. He, Phil, is not an elf. He could fit in with Scott’s people easily, with his gold-blonde hair and bright blue eyes. Even with the wings, with the antlers. He looks like a member of royalty. Other than the red he wears and the lack of pointed ears, Phil looks like he’d be a relation of Scott. It sits heavy, that thought. The hair pulled back in a low ponytail. The black wings. Scott doesn’t let himself shift from his easy posture talking with Fwhip. Fwhip who’s bundled in a heavier, winter version of his normal coat against Rivendell’s snow and wind. Phil who’s smiling distantly as he lets the light snowfall melt in his hand wearing a tunic and summer capelet. Phil glances over, catching his gaze and smiles. The sun is behind him, the sun is behind him. So why do his eyes look like ice? The cold Scott hasn’t felt since taking the antler crown out of that cave passes over him. Scott grits his teeth and focuses on the trade.

(The fic continues ever on.) - Fwhilza Analyst

ps. love you rarepair for brinning back my beloveds. pps. please let them win purgatory. they deserve it.

Dear Lord.

[cielcorner]

SWGW - 81. Pegging [FlowerHusbands]

AN: Trans Flower Husbands, my beloveds.

Scott Smajor was the prince of Rivendell when he met Solidarity, prince of the Ocean Empire. The two of them were only eight, their fathers, the kings of their respected kingdoms, wanting to commence a trade. Scott, with his mother and father, traveled to the Ocean Empire, first by carriage to get to the beach, and then by boat. It only took two days before they got to the palace. Once they were led off the ship, they were greeted by the king and queen of the Ocean Empire, with their two children. The queen and princess were both axolotl hybrids and the king and prince were cod hybrids.

Scott stared at the prince. He had pale skin with green scales decorating his body like freckles, his eyes a bright green with dirty blonde hair. He wore greens and light browns, golden earrings and a gold prince crown, other golden accessories decorating his body. The prince hugged his father, a bit shy.

"It is a pleasure to meet you, your majesty." Scott's father offered his hand.

"Pleasure is all mine, King Smajor." The Ocean Empire's king took it, shaking his hand.

"I hope you don't mind I brought my son. I know it is unprofessional, but-"

"Oh please, no need for formalities." The king chuckled, "I understand, trust me. I have two little ones, I would hope you bring your son rather than leave him home alone."

"Father, may I go now!" The princess begged.

"Elizabeth!" The Ocean Queen exclaimed, flushing pink in embarrassment, "Oh, forgive her, she's our little firecracker!"

"It's quite alright." Scott's mother chuckled, "If she wants to go, she can. Perhaps your son can show Scott around while we all speak in private. If that's alright?"

"I think that's a good idea." The Ocean King gently pat their son's head, "Solidarity?"

He hugged his father's leg more.

Scott looked up at his father, who gently nodded. He stepped forward and offered his hand, smiling, "It's alright, my name is Scott!"

The dirty blonde perked up, staring at the other.

"Your kingdom is pretty. Maybe I can show you Rivendell another day?"

Solidarity seemed to hesitate before he gently took Scott's hand, "S-Solidarity..." He retracted his hand before stepping back, "T-This way."

Scott happily followed the other.

The two grew up together, becoming best friends. They were there for each other's first everything. It was no shock as they grew older, they realized their friendship blossomed into love. It was no shock that Scott asked Solidarity's parents' permission for his hand in marriage and vice versa (not that they needed it, both set of parents would have gladly let them get married without their permission). Both were happy, both were in love, and even though Solidarity split off from the Ocean Empire to make his own empire, they were both happy. Even though the Cod Empire was weak, Scott helped make it grow, that way Rivendell and the Cod Empire were the strongest empires possible.

Eventually, when the two empires were as strong as they could be, Scott and Solidarity got married, happy to finally be united.

***

Despite having their own empires, Scott and Solidarity were more often than not at one another's empires. On this particular day, Solidarity was in Rivendell, sitting in front of the elf, who ran his fingers through the dirty blonde's hair. As they got older, Solidarity liked to have his hair grow out, saying he loved when Scott braided his hair or tied flowers into his hair.

"Your hair is so beautiful." Scott cooed, using a brush as he began to run it through the dirty blonde's hair.

Solidarity's ear fins wiggled a bit, "Do you like it long?"

"I like it however you like it." The king was silent for a moment before kissing his head, "But I must admit, I prefer it long."

Solidarity chuckled, smiling brightly.

"Though, you need to stop soaking in the saltwater."

"Huh?!" Solidarity exclaimed before cringing as he heard the brush struggle to go through the ends of his hair, "Why?"

"Honey, I understand you're a mermaid, but in this human form, the saltwater is bad for your hair. It makes it hard to brush like this. And it's dirty. I know it doesn't bother you in your mermaid form, but still." Scott looked towards his vanity, "I don't think my dry shampoo would work..."

Solidarity faced the other, smiling, "We could always take a bath together?"

Scott blushed darkly before he smiled, "So forward, Dary."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Scott just chuckled, kissing his forehead, "Nothing. Just teasing. Why don't you go run the bath? I'm going to get some things for a nice spa day!"

Solidarity smiled brightly, nodding. He left to the the connecting bathroom as Scott moved to the vanity. The bathroom was large, having a bath about the size of a pool, deep enough for the men to stand in, even completed with even a step around the entire pool for them to sit if they wished. Solidarity undressed himself before turning the water on, watching as it filled. He stepped into the large bath, pressing a button to turn on the jets, the bath turning almost into a hot tub, especially as the water was nice and warm.

Scott came in, holding a couple of items. He held shampoo, conditioner, body scrub and lotion, some bath salts, flower petals, and candles. Scott offered the jar are sparkly blue bath salts.

"Spread that around, love? It'll relax our muscles." Scott asked.

"Of course." Solidarity took the jar, taking a handful and spreading it around.

Once he finished, he watched as Scott spread the candles out. Far enough so if they made a splash, the candles wouldn't blow out, but close enough for them to smell them. Solidarity chuckled, watching as Scott lit them, the scent of vanilla and lavender filling the room. Scott then undressed himself, taking the flower petals and getting in the bath, spreading them around the water, allowing them to float.

"All I said is I wanted to take a bath together and you made this whole elaborate thing." Solidarity teased as Scott moved beside him, the dirty blonde sitting in his lap.

"Do you not like it?"

"Now, I never said that." Solidarity kissed Scott's lips, "I just didn't expect this."

"You married me, knowing how extra I can be, and didn't expect this?"

"Yes, I know, stupid of me, really."

The two laughed, sharing another kiss. Scott then had Solidarity turn around, gently putting shampoo in his hair. Solidarity's ear fins wiggled, giggling as the elf cleaned him up. Scott gently ran his fingers through the other's hair, earning happy chirps and squeaks, the dirty blonde sounding like a dolphin as Scott washed his hair. Scott chuckled, then conditioned Solidarity's hair. Once he finished washing his hair, Scott then brushed Solidarity's hair, smiling at the beauty of it all. He excused himself real quick, drying his body off enough to walk back into the bedroom.

When he came back, he held beads, pearls, and other small gems.

"What're you-"

Scott pulled Solidarity's bangs back, clipping them with a golden clip. He smiled, "Beautiful."

Solidarity blushed darkly before chuckling, "No, you."

Scott began to braid his hair again, threading in small pearls and beads into his hair.  He finished braiding his hair and smiled, "There, made you the pearl you are meant to be."

"Thank you, my love. Now-" Solidarity turned around, smirking as his hand wondered down to gently massage at Scott's clit, the elf moaning, "-how horny are you~?"

"H-Huh-?" Scott moaned more as the dirty blonde circled his clit, "O-Oh-"

"I know you, love, I am your husband~ Your version of foreplay is getting me all dressed up so that when we have some fun, you can see the 'damage'~" Solidarity cooed, "Plus, you've been rubbing this beauty against me the whole time~ So, want me to help out?"

The elf nodded.

Solidarity chuckled, ducking into the water. He let his gills come out, that way he could breathe underwater, before moving forward and licking at Scott's clit. The elf moaned and threw his head back, the dirty blonde wrapped his mouth around his clit as his fingers teased at his hole. He used his fingers to spread Scott's folds, kissing and licking at him, the cod hybrid able to feel the elf's legs shaking in his grasp. His tongue slowly stroked up and down between his folds, his tongue teasingly flicking at his entrance.

Scott's hand gently tugged at Solidarity's hair, stroking through it. Solidarity moaned, pushing his tongue into his hole, feeling the other arch, attempting to pull him closer. Solidarity's tongue pushed deep, wanting to feel the other squirm. Judging from Scott tugging harder on his hair, he assumed what he was doing was working. However, suddenly, Scott pulled him away and above water, pulling him in for a kiss.

Solidarity gasped and pulled back.

"D-Dary-?"

The dirty blonde quickly hid his gills again, chuckling, "Love, I appreciate your enthusiasm, but dying is definitely a mood killer."

Scott flushed, "S-Sorry, I wanted to kiss you. F-Forgot you have to hide those again..."

"How far you wanna go, handsome?" Solidarity teased, kissing his lips.

Scott chuckled, "You. Inside. Preferably as soon as possible."

The two kissed once again before climbing out of the bath, drying off as much as they could. Solidarity picked Scott up easily and carried him to the bed, the two kissing patiently as they did. Scott moaned into the kiss, hands tugging at the dirty blonde's hair. He was dropped on the bed, Scott shaking in his grasp, Solidarity kissing his chest, teasing and pulling at his nipples. Scott moaned softly as Solidarity continued kissing at his neck, trailing down his chest and kissing his top surgery scars.

"So beautiful." Solidarity cooed, "So handsome."

Scott whined, "D-Dary, c-come on, I-I want you-!"

"So needy, don't worry, my fingers-"

"N-No, need more-" The elf grabbed his cheeks, whining, "C-Can we u-use a strap?"

Solidarity widened his eyes, "Y-You... want me to fuck you?"

"You act like you've never done it before!" The elf traced Solidarity's own top scars, "What's got you like this?"

"N-Nothing, I-I just-!" The blonde blushed before he smiled, "N-Never heard you sound so desperate."

It was Scott's turn to blush, "S-Shut up!" He giggled.

Solidarity smiled, getting up and going to their shared dresser. He opened it and took out the harness, putting it around his hips, tightening it in place.

He then held up a couple of attachments, smiling, "Which one?"

Scott chuckled, pointing to the blue one that had a knot at the end.

"Feeling real adventurous today!" Solidarity teased, strapping it onto his harness. He climbed onto bed once more, kissing Scott's lips once more as he smiled, "You sure?"

"Positive. What about you?"

"Later-" Solidarity reassured, lubing up the toy, "-for now? Let's focus on you."

Scott was about to say something, but moaned loudly as Solidarity pushed into him. The elf wrapped his legs around Solidarity's hip, moaning as the other bottomed out inside him, as Solidarity held his hips, panting as he kissed the elf's ears and cheek. Scott moved one hand between his legs, going to stroke at his clit.

The dirty blonde caught his hand, pinning it above his head, "Nuh uh, if you're going to come, you're going to come from me~"

Scott whined, but did as he was told, choosing to instead hold onto Solidarity's cheeks, pulling him in for a kiss. The cod hybrid kissed back, beginning to thrust softly. Scott moaned into his mouth, thighs shaking around the dirty blonde's hips. Solidarity chuckled, thrusting softly as he sucked and bit marks into his pale skin.

Scott's hands moved to hold onto Solidarity's shoulders, panting and whining as the other continued. Solidarity was right, he loved seeing the beauty on top of him being ruined. Well, not really ruined, seeing as the dirty blonde looked beautiful even with sweat running down his face. He smiled, just staring at the man above him, his husband, the definition of beauty, feeling him rock into him with every thrust.

"I-I love you!" Scott choked out between moans, "I-I love you, s-so much!"

Solidarity licked his fingers, beginning to tease and stroke the elf's clit once more. Scott moaned loudly, arching his back as his nails dug into the cod hybrid's shoulders.

The dirty blonde leaned down, putting their foreheads together as he continued to thrust, Scott shaking more, "I l-love you too!" He kissed at Scott's ear, whispering, "Love your eyes, love your hair, love your skin, every single part of you, I love~ I just want to lay with you, forever, just the two of us, nothing else matters~"

Scott pictured it in his head and the imagery of just them, forever intertwined, made everything so much more, "C-Close-"

"I want to lay you in a flower field, surrounded by all sorts of flowers, the sun setting, the sky a perfect shade of blue, and just lay beside you forever~" Solidarity continue, "Nothing else matters, not our Empires, not our people, not our allies, just us two~ I want to hoard you, keep you all to myself, never let anyone touch you, see you, be near you~ My beautiful prince, just all mine~"

"So-Solid-d-dary-!" Scott gasped out, clenching his legs more around the dirty blonde.

Solidarity thrusted as fast as he could, stroking the elf in time with his thrusts, "I love you, Scott, my beautiful, picture perfect, handsome, amazing prince~!"

Scott threw his head back as he came, soaking his legs and the toy. Solidarity pushed the knot into his husband, making the elf moan more. The dirty blonde waited until Scott caught his breath before pulling out, a gently pop! sounding as Scott soaked the bed.

Scott panted, grabbing Solidarity's arm, "Have you come?"

"No, but it's-"

"Can I make you come?"

The dirty blonde hesitated before removing the strap, "I-I don't want a toy."

"That's fine, I can eat you out." Scott licked his lips, "But it's unfair for me to be the only one soaked."

Solidarity chuckled but laid back, "I-I'm pretty close already, j-just nothing inside. B-Besides your tongue!"

Scott nodded before moving between the dirty blonde's legs. He happily began to lap and lick at Solidarity's clit before spreading his folds. The cod hybrid moaned, nearly curling in on himself, far more sensitive than Scott. It didn't take much licking, prodding, and teasing for the other to come, Scott happily licking up Solidarity's mess.

The dirty blonde panted, able to see Scott's face covered in... well, him as the elf sat up. He chuckled, "You got a little something-" He playfully pointed at his chin.

Scott rolled his eyes, "Another bath is in order."

"And laundry."

The elf laid on Solidarity, "Later though, for now, I wish to cuddle."

"Whatever you wish, Scott." Solidarity wrapped his arms around the other, "I should fuck you more often. You are adorable."

Scott blushed and buried his face in the other's neck, "You're lucky I love you."

"I love you too." The dirty blonde chuckled.

[daydreamdoodles]

Good day, Day! I can't write shit at the moment but SN&GL's been on the brain lately so I feel obligated to pester you with thoughts

Anyways here's some long ass paragraphs dedicated to my girl Ariadne

Ariadne follows closely, double-checking their notes anxiously.

She and Zehava are practically opposites in almost every way. She has short brown hair which was somehow simultaneously neat and unkempt, compared to Zeva's long teal locks always neatly styled. Her eyes were a bright green, compared to Zeva's dull gray ones. They're a bit jumpier and stumbles over her words a lot, again compared to Zeva's calm and collected demeanor, as well as her incredulous ability to just know what to say at any given scenario.

(That was why the memory of Zeva's speechless and scared expression rattled his core. That was why the memory of Zeva stumbling over her word feels so wrong and painful and–)

And yet he can't help but admire her dedication to their work. They have done an incredible job in their years as Head Scribe, sorting and analyzing tomes of Rivendellian history. She was an expert at runes as well! She helped codify countless books of ancient legends from all of the Empires. They are one of Rivendell's brightest elves. He's glad she agreed to substitute for Zeva, even though Secretary duties(doubling as a Personal Assistant too, he may add) can be a chore.

Zan writing excerpts my beloved <<333 ! Also. A r i a d n e ??? Hello who is she, I love her already

I'm so excited to know more about her. I hope she is a good temp assistant. And Zeva :(( ♡♡♡ My other beloved, I hope she's doing alright. Scott spooked her good

I am gonna re read SN&GL soon because it is constantly rent free in my head

[lackablazeical]

SHORT KING!!!!!!!

I made this in like 30 minutes with a splitting headache, please enjoy

[floweroflaurelin]

Rivendell is off limits. Do not come for me—or be prepared to feel the cold.

—

Villain Scott my beloved 💙 Seriously how badass was this moment??? I know it’s my third time painting Scott since his exile but also can you blame me 👀❄️ (I like ice)

[kelp-my-beloved]

Empires one-shot rec time

Listen, I live for one-shots. I also been really into Empires lately. So, you know where this is going. The recs are all from the first season, and below the keepreading, in no particular order:

watch the time go, by @weareallstardustfallen: “Can I ask you something?”"Sure.""So, you're immortal, right?"“Technically no, but close enough that the distinction doesn’t really matter.”“Do you ever wish that you, like… weren’t?” Or: Pixl, old immortal, sits with Jimmy, young one

Rating: G, Archive Warnings: NAWA, Words: 1676

This one is one of my favourites. It's focused on Pix and Jimmy's friendship, which there's never really enough fics about. It's part of an AU, but the reason I chose this one is beause I love how their dynamic plays out with the worldbuilding, and despite the topic manages to be soft and reasuring. Definetely recomend giving it a read.

Intertwined in mud and silt, by BirchWrites: "Now that Rivendell and the Cod Empire are officially allies, there's a ceremony that needs to be observed. Jimmy is perhaps a little more excited about it than he should be."

Rating: T, Archive Warnings: NAWA, Words: 2154

Where do I start with this one. The ceremony consist of Jimmy drowning Scott for his head, of course, and I just need to say. It's written so beautifuly. I know how it sounds, but the description of the ritual is so good, it was love at first read. There's Flower Husbands, of course, and you can feel it even as the drowning happens.

pov: your siblings are overprotective, by @daisy-mooon :"Gem is not having a good time after being frozen and corrupted, and mopes around her bedroom. Her siblings are there to cheer her up though"

Rating: G, Archive Warnings: NAWA, Words: 1030

Wither rose fam my beloved. This is so cute and fluffy. In this house we stand and cherish protective siblings, and this fic is exactly that. Plus, the siblings bickering between them makes this a really fun read. What else could you want?

defender of the people down below, by @infinitelysoordinary: "After that day, Pix will live on. He’s a constant, alongside the sun and the moon and the sea and the wind. He will remain. (That doesn’t mean that he won’t linger.)"

Rating: G, Archive Warnings: NAWA, Words: 1424

This one is a tad different than the other ones, but just as good. This is for the god!Pix enjoyers, and it's written so well. Give it a try, I promise it's more than worth it.

empty space, by @coveredinsun: "The manor is large (an illusion which appears to remain even after she has outgrown a child’s eyes) and it is empty, save for the workers which shuffle around wordlessly like timid apparitions. The walls are practically magnetic, which is why Gem finds herself clinging to them once the lanterns must light up the hallways as a pitiful substitute for safe, warm sunlight. Every once in a while Gem’s wings will suddenly graze the base of her spine; without a thought her breath will hitch and she will spin around to see who touched her. Each time she is met with the same thing: empty space and silence."

Rating: T, Archive Warnings: NAWA, Words: 4698

This time is roseblings my beloved. But seriously, the rosebling here is top notch. It's technically part of a series, but I did read it first before checking the rest. So it's probably fine. I know this is the longest of the fics, but it's totally worth it. This is definetely up there in my list of favourites.

Obligatory notes:

I did my best to tag the writers, that's what I saw people did when making this posts at least, but there are a few that I couldnt find, if they have a tumblr.

Feel free to add your own recs! I might do another one of these for multichaptered fics, or just a part two.

[scribbling-dragon]

Ooooo!!!! I don't have other questions, but please take this as an opportunity to tell us whatever you want to about the au!!! It's so fun to read about!!

I'll do a character summary! Just all of the characters and information about them :D

Scott

It's my emotional support elf, and that's what he is in this au - he's a winged elf, and has the wings of an owl

he is 17 in the au, and therefore in year 12 (the first year of college). He's taking biology, history, and chemistry (? not sure about that last one tbh)

he works alongside his brother, and the two of them are known as the Rivendell Twins, he himself is known as the ice prince due to his cryokinesis (ice magic)

Xornoth

Scott's twin brother! They are also a winged elf, and with the wings of an owl, which really clashes with all of the dark clothes they wear

they are also in year 12, and they take sociology, psychology and history

they work with Scott, and are known as the fire prince due to their pyrokinesis

Jimmy

Our beloved fish boy! He's a cod hybrid, as in canon and he takes biology, geography and pe for a level

He's known as the Codfather and he's often praised for creating one if the longest lasting vigilante alliances in years

He has hydrokinesis, but he prefers to use a javelin weapon rather than depend entirely on his powers

Lizzie

She's a pink axolotl hybrid, though she can shift her scales to make them appear blue, giving them the blue colour they know from the Blue Axolotl

She's in year 13, the year above jimmy, scott and xornoth, and takes physics, maths, and fine art

She also uses hydrokinesis, and will often go out with the Mezalean Prince (and there are several rumours surrounding the two of them), and she is also often seen with her signature trident.

Joel

He's also in year 13, and him and lizzie have been dating since year 9 (people don't know whether to admire them or hate them). He takes fine art, photography, and 3d art for a level

He uses terrakinesis and relies solely on his powers to fight. His vigilante name is the Mezalean Prince, and he's relentlessly teased for his ego with the name. (He also uses his powers in 3d art, and he thinks no one notices, but someone has...)

Pixl

He's in year 12, and is Jimmy's only friend in his year group. He takes chemistry, physics and biology (he likes science)

He uses electricity to fight, and conducts it through his trident, which was made by Joel specifically for it, and he loves using it to fight. People can always tell where he is, as he summons storms etc.

This is all the main characters for the plot, but the other emperors are also there

[smajor-updates]

Scott posted on twitter!

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A cropped screenshot of a tweet by Scott Smajor @/Smajor1995. It reads “Rivendell my beloved 💙 (idea stolen from @/GeminiTayMC )”. Attached are 4 Minecraft screenshots showing Rivendell from various angles, with shaders active.

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[mayeetjim]

Marv explains empires smp

Scott Smajor

Elf mountain man, he's gay with Jimmy but they're going through stuff. Worships a deer, and is the champion of said deer. Funky brother demon other realm stuff. He has the lore. This man has all the magic lore and we love him for that. Named three bees Archibald

Rivendell

Pixlriffs

Yoooo my copper king boy. He's so much fun because he keeps track of all the deaths, but is definitely the one that will be slowly not putting out as much content related to empires. Still good pov, my starter pov. He has fantastic builds, and lives on copper and honey

Pixandria

fWhip

Last time I wrote this I hadn't watched fWhip, and now I'm caught up with him. He's cool, has good corruption that gave him wings. He's the local blacksmith, and is the most advanced empire technologically speaking. He has his salmon helpers, which not many people like. He has blimps and makes matching weapons for him and his canonical sibling Gem. Farmer fWhip my beloved

The Grimmlands

Gem

Oooh I have actually watched her now. She's just as chaotic as fWhip and Sausage but less confident in this, as seen in her recent episode. We could have had evil Gem, but no 😔. Anyways, I was right about magic and amythyst, and she's currently taking care of the dragon and building an academy.

The Crystal Cliffs

Joey

Yeah Joey Graceffa, easy entrence for those not involved with mcyt yet. Jungle empire with cat people but not catboys like tabaxi cat people. He has a little rivalry with both Lizzie and Shrub from what I've seen, but he's cool. He joined a bit late, but deals with literal life as in totems of undying, and his elytra are textured to be parrot wings. There's gonna be elemental temples :D

Oh yeah, demon fucker

The Lost Empire

Katherine

Yet again I just love her textures??? She is the protector of the Overgrown, and has a terrifying flower spring thjng that terrified me to think about the inblore logistics of. Bee army my beloved, and she has the tower of trust. She collects heads and I believe is canonically a fairy, I have to watch it with my sister so I'm not caught up yet

The Overgrown/House Blossom

Lizzie

Ocean Queen. Her iron golem texture skin is absolutely terrifying. She is Jimmy's seabling, and she's just great. Easy to watch her pov to catch up, as episodes are only about 10-20 minutes, and there's only about 20 or so. She can sing which is so good and she's so old it's terrifying.

The Ocean Empire

Jimmy

Swampy boi. Main export is slime, and you can tell. He's a cod boy, hates salmon, and always wears his cod head. This head makes him the Codfather, and he's been kissed by like 3 different men. He is the resident good guy, and has so many allies.

The Cod Empire

Sausage

Oh he's fun, but he has a lot of episodes. He is the epitome of "looks like a cinnamon roll, could kill you" he got possessed for a bit, had an evil arc but he's fine. Dark oak forest and learning magic from Gem. He has an army, and is medival inspired.

Mythland

Pearl

Still don't know too much about her, but she is a milf. She is so good at PvP it scares me, but she has a giant farm. Supplier of paper on the server, and makes people do fun challenges with elytra for it.

Gilded Helianthia

Shubble

Goes by Shrub, and she's a gnome from another world. May have accidentally brought back Scott's not brother, but they're good. Mushroom icon, I live their builds. Ngl, idk if Shrub is non-binary or not, but they have the energy. I'm halfway caught up with them, and it's so much fun

The Undergrove

Joel

This bitch can build. Like his mega base is so large it's scary. Him and Lizzie are canonically married, and he is this a fishfucker. He has clones I believe, and once made everyone wear his head. He has a giant death count, all to get his own head for clones. He ignored the entire demon that took over

Mezalea

[dreamer399]

EVERYONE EVERYONE THIS IS IMPORTANT REGARDING SAUSAGE’S NEW EPISODE (ep 43) AND THE PROPHECIES 

ITS SO IMPORTANT I ALMOST GAGGED- 

When FWhip mentioned Scott, Sausage’s mind played a vision- it was of Rivendell blowing up. I had my hands in my hair and my mind immediately went, “-A LAND WILL LAID TO WASTE”

AIGHT LATER AFTER TELLING US HE BOUTTA GO SEE GEM AT SOME POINT, HE REMARKED THAT HE FELT GUILTY FOR SOMETHING BUT NOT SURE WHAT CUZ HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING YET 

AT THE VERY VERY END OF THE EPISODE, A PILE OF TNT WAS FOUND LEFT ON THE FLOOR OF HIS CHESTS ROOM AND HE JUST WENT “oh imma go store it away”

THEN I REMEMBERED;

I DO NOT HAVE A GREAT FEELING WITH THIS

PROPHET SAUSAGE-?????????? PLEASE DON’T TELL ME YOU’LL BE THE REASON SCOTT’S BELOVED KINGDOM WILL BE SENT INTO RUINS AT SOME POINT

[crowomen]

Empires SMP my beloved:

I just saw Scott's recent stream, and the way Xornoth was acting kinda gives me like: Looking for a person to possess vibes.

So here's my theory/hc: Xornoth is just an old, evil/corrupted demon/spirit. And while he's only shown up & talked as a voice or spread corruption and like, a shadowy figure- he's looking for a specific host. He can't fully interact with the world until it has a host. And while they've been talkitive with Shubble/Joey/Sasuage/Fwhip... the only one it's really watched at the moment would be Scott. Just watching, never talking. Watching & Spooking, never talking because it wants to merge with Scott, possess him essentially. And maybe it's already started. He's taken Scott's voice, as a kinda "claim" to others-- even if the voice is severely distorted-- a claim stating "hey this is my host, my elf to possess". And Aeor is the spirit of Rivendell. it's protecting Scott for now, because they know- they're aware... but the Corruption in Scott's base is spreading towards his Crystal/Enchanting area... and the first place we saw Xornoth on Scott's stream was the Enchanting Tower. I propose: Xornoth is able to FULLY possess Scott when his Crystal powering Rivendell/The Enchanting Area (I don't quite remember which one it was) is fully corrupted, as it's basically like- the state of the Ruler/Kingdom. But that's just a theory.

A Crow Theory (:

[redwinterroses]

So I keep hearing about Everything Turns to Gold, but I also don't watch Empires. Is the fic understandable for somebody not following Empires? Is there specific lore one needs to know before diving in?

You'll be pleased to know that at least one of my most delightful readers (Shade beloved) got into Empires at least in part because of this fic, and hadn't watched any of it beforehand, lol. Basically the only background one needs is:

-the basic premise of the server: 12 Empires, each ruled by a player -that Scott Smajor's elven empire of Rivendell had a plot arc where his long lost reincarnated brother (? it's complicated. Not sure if I ever did understand exactly what Xornoth was to Scott) appears and starts causing havok -Scott is apparently the avatar of the elven deer-god Aeor, and Xornoth is the avatar/servant of Aeor's fallen brother Exor. (There's a lot of brother stuff.) -fWhip at one point had (disconnected from the Aeor/Xornoth plotline) stolen the cod head that Jimmy was using as a symbol of his rule. It was a long-running prank feud and ended with fWhip putting the head in the End. The server hadn't fought the dragon yet, so he didn't think Jimmy would go after it -He was wrong. Jimmy rallied his allies and they went to the end to fight the dragon BUT-- -Unbeknownst to them, the dragon was the only thing keeping Exor contained and Xornoth from rising to his full power. So when they killed the dragon... Badness.

From there, I think everything else is self-explanatory. You miiiiiight want to glance at the Empires wiki? If you're entirely unfamiliar with the players and need a basic list of who's-who? But I'd like to think that EttG stands fairly well on its own. And, after the dragon fight it's 100% AU, so it has basically nothing to do with anything that's actually happened on the server since... ah. Like, September, lol.

Thanks for your interest, and if you decide to take the plunge, I hope you enjoy!

[siriannatan]

Update time :}

Dragon's Court Chapter 8

The travel to Rivendell gave Scott a lot of time to think. And to cuddle into fWhip's warmth. Elven lands were already covered in a thin layer of snow every morning and it stayed for most of the day. It would only get colder and snowier as days went by. They didn't talk much. fWhip was probably giving Scott the room to think, or was too busy with messages that came by every morning. He answered when Scott talked to him but didn't initiate anything. Only cuddled the elf and redid his braid whenever it got messed up even slightly. Scott really liked when fWhip played with his hair.

Tango's Guide to Killing Love Chapter 6

"Tango! My beloved! I'm here!" and Impulse's low growling was what woke Tango up. 

"Cute," the witch could not stop himself from chuckling as he looked up at the demon. Impulse curled up on himself once he realised Tango could hear the possessive side of him. "Don't hide," Tango chuckled almost tackling him as Zed once again yelled from outside. "Give me a second," the witch sighed, gave Impulse a tiny kiss and marched to the window. "Shaddup, I'll be down when I want to be!" he yelled down, barely looking down before he turned around.