#this is in the ruin's of Tubbo's house after it was exploded

[hepbaestus]

Look at Chip on Aimsey's chest!

I love Chip's halo so much! I do like that each snail has their own identifying object.

[bleue-flora]

my theory for why he wanted ctommy to trust him and be his weapon is because of a few things. He saw potential in ctommy, he knew ctommy was good at leading people (in pogtopia he was the one who ralleyed everyone together), ctommy could easily sway anyone to like cdream which is useful hes a social weapon, ctommy is cdreams biggest enemy at that time so getting him on side would make cdream be able to achieve his goal better, he is irritated with ctommy for ruining his life so in a way getting ctommys trust could be done out of revenge as it breaks ctommy and rebuilds him to be better and to allign with cdreams happy family goal. 'If ctommy is in order than maybe everyone else can be too.' Its interesting he chooses to fake a friendship with ctommy instead of just torturing him the entire time in exile.

A lot of his manipulative actions in exile are a result of him believing ctommy being around anyone but himself would result in ctommy reverting back to a trouble maker, even ghostbur which is why he got rid of him imo.

Hmm interesting… No offense to Tommy but of the characters I see as good at swaying a crowd or being a leader or social weapon he does not necessarily come to mind. Besides Tubbo I feel like there aren’t really any instances where Tommy was the reason people did things. A lot of people hated Schlatt for other reasons so I’m not sure Tommy really rallied together Pogtopia. Quackity certainly wasn’t happy under Schlatt, he was mistreating Niki, Eret wanted redemption, Techno wanted to tear down the government, Fundy was against Schlatt day one and acting as a spy, members of the Badlands wanted chaos and for the factors to tear themselves apart… etc. So, I’m not sure we can say he has the power to inspire and rally people into fighting for a cause like Wilbur. Even Doomsday, I don’t personally think they were really swayed by Tommy’s speech, Sapnap and Punz were already going to side against Dream regardless, the people living in L’manberg or around didn’t want their house blown up etc. I’m not sure anyone fought because Tommy asked them or gathered them together, I think they were going to regardless. And Dream would know that, I mean look how fast they turned against Tommy with the Community House being blown up. So leader? - meh. Social weapon? - if you mean by talking over everyone lol then yeah, but convincing people of things? Inspiring them to fight for something - I’m just not sure I personally see it. Within reason right. Yes, everyone believe the things about Exile and stuff, but they saw how Tommy was screwed up after. So if Tommy was being manipulated into being Dream’s social weapon I don’t think they’d side with Tommy on Dream’s side.

Also, I’m not sure Tommy was his biggest threat at that point Quackity starting plotting to kill him imediately after the war, everyone else I don’t think liked him because he sided with Schlatt, a bunch of people that weren’t Tommy went after George as the king including Technoblade, hence his dethronement. Not to mention after gaining the revive book, he became afraid of a lot bigger things or larger threats to the point of building a prison to contain such evil that can’t be killed for whatever reason. Tommy was perhaps number 1 annoying bug, and certainly a threat or a possible catalyst to another war, but I don’t think Dream saw him as the biggest threat to his plans per se.

I’m not sure I follow the logic of taking revenge on someone via making them better mannered, trust you and become your friend so that you both can make everyone be peaceful as one big happy family. I mean if you wanna really do revenge like that is the true reason - you ruined my life so I’m going to ruin you - I think you’d start with destroying L’manberg before it even is able to pick up it’s pieces, kill Tubbo, explode his house as you said torture him. What do you need trust for? How bout just kill him and then with him removed you build your happy family and then maybe revive him later. It just doesn’t make sense, and Dream may be somewhat insane and extreme and emotional, but he does things for a reason that make logical sense for his goal. That is a defining difference between them actually - Tommy does not follow logic but feelings and doesn’t do things for his motivation, while Dream follows logic over feelings and does everything or makes everything work that was emotionally caused for his motivation. His emotions leak through the cracks but he doesn’t lead them dictate his over plans, so doesn’t Dream take out revenge on Tommy - I think yes, I think his emotions pushed him to make Tommy feel exactly like he did - abandoned, trapped, having lost everything over and over, but I don’t think that was the ultimate purpose. I think that was almost more so unintentional like waking up grumpy and being a jerk to people all day, except in this scenario having your world crumble around you and starting to take it out on the person who is fairly responsible.

Because, clearly based on what we see in Daedalus Dream isn’t an idiot who thinks torturing or breaking someone is how you manipulate them/get what you want. It doesn’t work, not in the dsmp and not in the real world. And he proves in Daedalus that with the upper hand, he doesn’t need to lay a hand on someone to get them to do what he wants, yet he does lay a hand on Tommy, which is counterproductive, giving me the impression that it’s not necessarily part of his plan. In other words, I do not think Exile was intended to be the cruel punishment it ended up being, I more so get the impression that it’s almost like Dream was trying to parent him.

Like think about it… Time out: sent away from everyone by yourself, Grounded: Unable to leave, Getting something taken away: losing items of value, Spankings: hitting as punishment for disobedience. All of these things are methods used by parents to enforce the ideas of good and bad in a child who doesn’t know any better. And don’t those kinda look like exactly what Dream does in Exile? Sure it’s so an extreme but the bad things Tommy did are extreme: murder, stealing, arson, slavery, torture, destruction…. Etc so in a twisted sort of way it kinda makes sense (Do Not take this as me agreeing with Dream’s methods or anything, I’m just looking at similarities. This isn’t about deserved or saying the behavior was justified or the right thing to do or whatever. All I’m looking at is reasoning and our purpose.)

Anyways… what was I saying? I might be getting lost in my thoughts oops. Oh okay, right isolation. I think I touched upon this somewhere, I do think it was with the purpose of preventing them from pointing out how Dream’s a bad person. I don’t think that people make Tommy a trouble maker, he does just fine on his own, and I don’t get the impression most people would try do ya know like arson with him or something. I mean again they turn against Tommy in the house, believing it was him and also being upset. I don’t get the feeling that they are A-okay with Tommy’s behavior much more than Dream is, but I think they support Tommy so they’ll have his back like good friends. So not so much revert in my opinion as turn against Dream if that makes sense. But then if Dream didn’t want Tommy to turn on him and actually become like friends or whatever why would he act so cruel, and thats where the emotions leak through the cracks make perhaps what was supposed to be a lesson into more so hell.

I mean later, when Phil makes Tommy burn a precious items and burn stone over and over and over again to teach him about how items are just things, isn’t that kinda similar to what Dream was doing in Exile?… though I also think Dream was afraid Tommy was going to get stuff to then revolt against Dream and try to kill him or whatever so maybe his fear (something he was definitely being consumed by) was at play there. I don’t know… Exile is just so… I don’t interesting and weird, but I don’t think it was supposed to be cruel, or to break/make Tommy into his puppet or weapon, it just doesn’t make sense, not with what happened nor with Dream’s motivation and characteristic behavior. He says to Sam in Daedalus that Exile wasn’t “morally perfect” and I think honestly part of him believes that…

[k1ng0fn0b0dy]

💜 DAY 4 OF MONSTER WEEK — DEMON RANBOO

[1100+ words]

[Gender-neutral]

Description: Summoning goes wrong (NOT CLICKBAIT!!!)

[Read the rest under the cut]

"Y/N, are we sure this is really going to work?" Tubbo pokes at the candles you had arranged perfectly before he messed with them--

"Yes, Tubbo, I checked three times already, Tommy stop it!" Tommy flinches, spinning around and hiding the salt container behind his back. It's a very bad hiding spot considering the salt Is still rapidly pouring out, very loudly, into a pile next to him. "Give me that! You guys are ruining my summoning circle!"

"It's not ruined," Tommy protested weakly. The box finally empties out and he lifts it, as if to show it off. "See, we still have…" He blinks down at the pile of salt on the floor. Slowly, he leans down to try (and fail) at scooping it back into the hole he punched in the box. After an uncomfortable amount of time, he stands up and smiles proudly, "See, plenty!"

"I literally hate you both." You sigh, neither seem that bothered by that fact. "Go buy some more salt, I'm going to fix it all and then when you get back, neither of you will touch anything. Kapeesh?"

Tubbo and Tommy nod sulkily, "Kapeesh."

"And remember," You yell after them, "don't get the cheap shit! We're summoning a demon, not a back alley imp!"

"Fuck off!" Tubbo flips you off as Tommy pulls out of the driveway. You flip him off too and watch them drive away. Fucking dickheads, they're so much fun.

You're midway sweeping up all the salt Tommy dropped when you trip over the candle Tubbo had moved. You lay there, groaning in pain for a minute or two before you sit up. Everything spins for a second so you wait, pressing your hands to the back of your head and feeling around for any bumps.

Your fingers come back bloody and your head spins again at the sight. Jesus, that made you queasy. You crawl away from the glass, turning to sit flat on your butt, cradling your head in your hands. Belatedly, you realize you have an even bigger mess to clean up.

"WHO DARES SUMMON ME!"

"Ack—!" You jump forward, gasping, as a giant mass of shadows, layered over each other by the thousands, looms over you. Their eyes shine and you can see thousands of stars, being created and exploding all at once, full of every constellation in the sky, burning like a supernova. They are, you realize, a predator. One who could devour you whole and leave nothing, not even a skin cell, behind.

"Don't hurt me," You cry out, throwing your hand in front of your face.

You're frozen in that pose for a full minute before your arms drop. The creature, the demon you had been preparing to summon, was staring at you, face fallen as you realize belatedly, they can't escape.

In your blind stumble, it seems you had managed to surround the summoning circle in a very messy and rather box-shaped figure of salt. The demon seemed honestly distressed at being stuck, their long, gauntly claws scraped at the invisible wall. "HOW DARE YOU TREAT ME LIKE THIS?"

"How dare you treat me like this," You repeat, mocking in a shrieky voice. Maybe it's the shock making you so confident. "This is my house, you bastard!"

The demon seems flustered at that, hands clutching their chest. "YOU SUMMONED ME. I AM A GUEST IN YOUR HOME."

"WELL, YOU'RE NOT ACTING LIKE IT!" You yell back, flinching back preemptively. They're still stuck though and their claws have dulled into more human-like nails, now balled into fists at their side. "I DIDN'T EVEN MEAN TO SUMMON YOU!"

"What?" The demon reels back, blinking rapidly at you. They shrink suddenly, the mass of shadows melting down into a smaller, still looming figure, with pasty white skin and black sclera. "Why didn't you start with that."

"You-You're human!"

"No, you're a human," The demon sniffs, like it was insulted. "I just mimicked a similar form, for ease of comfort.

"Oh," You say distantly, "That makes sense."

"Really?" The demon shakes its head in surprise, "You're one weird human."

"And you're a demon," You're feeling faint suddenly, "I accidentally summoned a demon."

"Not just any old demon," They sniff condescendingly, "but Prince Ranboo the second."

"Oh, wonderful," Things start blacking out. "A prince."

You drop back to the floor like a sack of potatoes.

{《☆》}

When you wake up, Tommy and Tubbo are above you, talking loudly about whether or not you're dead or if Tubbo just sucks at reading a pulse. When Tubbo notices you groaning he screams, "Zombie!"

You can hear Tommy wack Tubbo with a pillow, hard. "They never died, Tubbo. Stop screaming before you knock them out again."

They help you stand, leading you past the broken candle and broken lines of salt. There is no mass of shadows there, maybe you had just been dreaming the whole thing up.

Tubbo goes to clean and Tommy sits by your side, checking up on you every few minutes. He only leaves to make you tea after lots of promises you wouldn't move. Maybe it was a bit traumatizing to see one of your best friends knocked out on the floor in a pile of their own blood.

"Finally," A familiar voice drones out, sounding bored beyond belief. "I thought they would never leave you alone. That blond one is basically a mini-me of Phi-elza."

"You!" You lean far back into the couch's armrest, "You're real!"

"Of course I am, otherwise you'd be hallucinating," Ranboo's nose wrinkles, "Though I know your species isn't unused to that."

"I thought I was dreaming, or the concussion-," You pause to take a very deep breath. "Why are you still here?"

Ranboo eyes you with a deep, analytical glare, "You summoned me. Even if unintentional, you also have to dismiss me."

"Oh," You mutter, "How do I do that?"

"↸ᒷᔑ∷ ᒲ𝙹ℸ ̣ ⍑ᒷ∷ᓭℸ ̣ ᔑ∷ᓭ ⍑ᒷꖎ!¡ ᒲᒷ," Ranboo sighs, though you understand nothing of what he just said. "It's such a waste of such raw talent for you to be so clueless about something as basic as reverse summoning."

"Talent? What does that have to do with anything?"

Ranboo shakes his head, "No, I am not going to waste my time. I'm teaching you how to reverse summon me and I'm leaving. You can summon any other demon to ask, just return me back to my home."

You frown, "whatever, what do I have to do,"

"Just repeat the phrase you used to summon me in reverse," Ranboo rolls his eyes, "Seriously, it's easy as breathing."

"I didn't use any phrases to summon you though," You point out, staring at Ranboo innocently.

"…" Ranboo has a stiff smile, "What?"

{《☆》}

[DAY 4 WHOOO ONLY 3 MORE BEFORE HALLOWS EVE HELL YEAH!]

[Anyways I'm going as a pirate, in case anyone cared even a tinkly itty bit. Also I may or may not have forgotten to edit this a few hours ago and almost fell asleep before posting life a dumb. In better news I now know how to work my coffee machine and haven't repeated the mistake of trying to use instant coffee in the machine! Yay improvement!!]

[Take care to improve yourself too, learn from your mistakes and work towards becoming a version of yourself that feels true. Remember, the only validation that matters is your own and that you also carry the weight of your own world, don't be afraid to let some of it go and take care of yourself before you try carrying it all alone again. People love you, take care!]

[L0v3, k1ng]

Masterlist

Monster Week Prompt List

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[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (July 18/2021) - Sky City, Hotel-Prison and the Fall of L’Sandburg

Ranboo has an idea and begins constructing a cobblestone city in the sky on the obisidian grid above L’manhole, aiming to continue expanding it.

Tommy, Corpse Husband, BadBoyHalo, Tubbo and Sam all hang out while Tommy begins constructing a hotel-prison for Drista opposite of Pandora’s Vault.

Foolish finally puts an end to L’Sandburg and destroys the capital tower.

A brief summary of the week’s total events can be found at the end of the post.

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VOD LINKS:

Ranboo

TommyInnit

Foolish

Captain Puffy

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- Ranboo has been gone a while, thinking, wondering what to do, and he has an idea

- Tommy logs on and walks around his home. He reads the poem Foolish left for him:

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Be careful what you wish for. The dawn of night awaits the shadow

The last sliver of light reaches out it’s hopeful hands. But alas....

BATMAN IS WATCHING. YOU 2 FACED BASTARD MENACE

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- The one area people have not thought about building in is the sky. People haven’t been building things in the sky for a year, so since no one has claimed the sky, Ranboo will. He will build a “sky city” of sorts. There is already a courthouse there, after all

- He draws an illustration of what he’s thinking of and goes to gather materials

Ranboo: “What’s an ‘End City?’”

- Tommy heads over to Las Nevadas and Fort Big. He starts making a wall of trees around the area

- Ranboo makes the Italian flag into Ranboo

- Ranboo then makes his way to L’manhole and decides that the sky above it will be the place for his sky city. He flies up onto the obsidian grid and makes that the starting point, starting to build it up with cobblestone

- He feels like he should know what he wants it to look like, but at the same time he doesn’t

- Tommy speaks with Quackity in VC

- Tubbo logs on to annoy Ranboo and Corpse joins Tommy and Quackity’s call. They ask Corpse about girlfriends, and Tommy asks Corpse to log on

- When one of the particles asks about the testing lab by the strange table, Ranboo doesn’t seem to know what that is

[Server]: Corpse get on

[Server]: Corpse I summon you

- Bad logs on and joins Tommy and Corpse’s call. Corpse logs on as well

- Tommy meets Corpse at the Community House and they walk down the path back to Tommy’s place. Drista ordered Tommy to build a  prison hotel, and he wants to solve a problem with the prison so they go over to it

- Tubbo calls Tommy and videos himself microwaving rice

- Foolish logs on

- Tommy wants to build a prison that doubles as a hotel opposite of the prison

- Ranboo heads back home. He sees the poem Foolish left for him:

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The cat hisses at a mouse, like a river runs dry. And when the

river is no more. It fades away. No longer known. Never to be seen

Disappears like  tears in the rain. Don’t be the cat. Be a mouse.

BATMAN IS WATCHING! REMEMBER THIS!

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- He says hi to an Enderman in Techno’s house

- Tommy, Corpse and Bad all start building the new hotel-prison out of wood and wool, which will keep the prisoners in with the softness “out of love”

- Sam logs on and Tommy crafts iron armor from the beacon

Sam: YOU JUST STOLE MY BEACON YOU JERK

Bad: o_O

Sam: YOU CANT RUN AWAY FROM ALL YOUR PROBLEMS

- Sam logs off, logs back on and then joins the call to ask what Tommy is doing

- Ranboo starts talking very loudly to annoy Tubbo, who is in the VC talking with everyone else

- Sam mishears Tommy and thinks Tommy is going through menopause. Corpse leaves and Ranboo keeps shouting

- Ranboo finally joins the VC when Tommy spams for him to

- Everyone starts shouting at each other

- Tubbo explodes the hotel floor to become better friends and fixes it back up with his blood. Tommy gives up and leaves

- Ranboo keeps working on the sky city, then visits Michael

- Foolish gets rid of the beets at his summer home

- He destroys the Hall of Fame at last

- He also destroys Tommy’s wall around the Holy Land. While he mines, HBomb arrives in his catmaid outfit and chats with him, giving him riddles and talking about a few things

Foolish: “I don’t own the name Noah. There’s like, thousands of other Noahs.”

HBomb: “No -- ah -- you do!”

- Foolish strikes HBomb down with the Sword of XD

- HBomb returns and punches Foolish a few times, who threatens to kill him again if he continues

- HBomb sets Foolish on fire with a lighter and Foolish immediately kills him a second time, no hesitation

Foolish: “I’ll be honest...it does feel good. It feels good just to let loose a little bit... (laughs) Oh my.”

- He says he didn’t realize how must he was holding back, how nice nice it would feel to just swing aggressively with a weapon again. He feels so much better now

- After walking around a bit more, Foolish returns to his summer home to get TNT. He could theoretically use the mansion as a bonfire. If the mansion would burn, he would not be too upset. He doesn’t have emotional attachment to it, except for the chandelier

- He doesn’t have much of an attachment to Kinoko Kingdom either. If it exploded, it would only be a little bit sad

- Foolish would be the most sad about the summer home being destroyed

- He starts putting a tower of TNT into the L’Sandburg capital building

Foolish: “This has been a long time coming! [...] This, this right here, this...this was never supposed to be here.”

- Foolish uses a special golden pressure plate for the occasion

Foolish: “Sometimes the best way to get rid of your problems is just, reduce it to ash.”

- He stands on the pressure plate and sets off the explosion, finally turning L’Sandburg into just a crater on his path

- Foolish cleans up the remains and collects the fallen blocks. This isn’t about being evil, wanting to burn the world or anything -- would an evil guy pick up blocks? Foolish is recycling

Foolish: “And the mission? The mission still hasn’t changed, you know what I mean? A healthy balance is all, a healthy balance. And a healthy balance starts with protecting your home.”

- Evil guys don’t recycle. As for the citizens of L’Sandburg, they are all gone -- they either ran off or “went down with the ship,” but that’s just how it goes. He doesn’t care much about the L’Sandburg citizens anyway, as they were never supposed to be there either. Bad is the one that got them killed

- Puffy comes over to see the remains of L’Sandburg. She is very proud of Foolish

- Foolish performs a Shift Dance on the ruins of L’Sandburg!

END OF WEEK RECAP:

7/12 - Nothing much happens.

7/13 - Foolish builds the Lemon Tree

7/14 - Nothing much happens.

7/15 - Foolish continues work on the Lemon Tree.

7/16 - Boomer visits on Sam’s account

7/17 - George dreams of Quackity

7/18 - Tommy builds Drista’s hotel, Ranboo builds the stone sky city, Foolish destroys L’Sandburg

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Upcoming Events:

- Captain Puffy’s Lore Stream [MONDAY]

- Egg Finale Stream

- Tales From the SMP: “Space Race”

- Ponk’s prequel stream

- Ponk’s current-day lore with Sam

- Puffy’s Lore Cast

- Sapnap’s lore

- Dream’s lore video

- Wilbur’s 12 planned streams

- Quackity’s casino opening

[balillee]

characters berate c!tommy for being destructive, when he's one of the most peaceful people around

something i've noticed kind of recently, when looking retroactively throughout the story in a general sense, is that people in the dream smp destroy everything they touch. common knowledge, i'm aware, but it's something i wanted to talk about.

oftentimes when people destroy things, it is out of grief or anger. prominent examples that come to mind include jack burning down manifoldland after tommy dies, wilbur's, and later techno, phil and dream's destruction of l'manberg, niki exploding her bakery, dream's destruction of logstedshire and all of the times tubbo's homes were destroyed.

something to note is that tommy is only responsible for one of those major instances, being the first time tubbo's house was burnt down. and what did tommy do? he paid tubbo either half a stack of diamonds or half the diamonds he had (i can never remember which) to make up for it.

you might also recall tommy burning down george's house with ranboo - which, to counter this point, this was on accident. tommy never intended to destroy anything, but instead to steal. he also tore down the remains of ponk's lemon tree - this was per the request of sam nook, who tommy would do anything for, and ponk's lemon tree was in tatters either way.

(sidenote: i'd debate the morality of stealing if it wasn't commonplace on the smp. tommy does it no more and no less than the average server member, if i'm honest, and he has good reason to considering everything he has, whether or not it's stolen or worked for, get's destroyed or stolen from him.)

the most griefing tommy tends to do is the things he creates, namely his infamous (often) cobblestone towers that litter the server. they are ugly, yes, but they stand out and kind of act as landmarks for places of importance to him. prominent mentions include a blackstone tower next to his house, a cobble tower near l'manberg, a wooden tower he started building with dream, and later drista, in logstedshire another one near pogtopia and one next to techno's house (that was later torn down by phil).

a lot of characters on the smp have realisations that they need to move on from the point where they once were. jack burnt down manifoldland to get away from his hateful obsession with tommy, as it wasn't healthy for him, and he came to the realisation, whether or not he'd admit it to himself, that he missed having tommy as a friend. niki blew up her bakery because she wanted to distance herself from l'manberg (she was barely a part of new l'manberg anyway, but this isn't the time for me to rant about how much c!niki irritates me to my core). wilbur blew up l'manberg because he wanted to rid the world of what he percieved as the villainy and corruption that he birthed. techno and phil did it out of pure anger and hatred for institutional structures. dream did it because it, for the longest time, was a thorn in his plans, and because he found it fun to toy with tommy. they burn and break and blow up and ruin things just because they find catharsis in it, but never do they stop to think that they can leave peacefully and abandon things, knowing that someone, someday, may find joy in the thing that you left behind.

tommy broke this tradition.

in season two, tommy was inhabiting his home only for about the very first two weeks and the very last two weeks, as the largest middle chunk of the season was spent in exile, either in logstedshire or with techno. during this time, connor tried inhabiting his house, to very little success - connor was kicked out and later held hostage, but something to note is that tommy refrained from destroying his stolen house, which would have mirrored wilbur's 'if i can't have manberg, no-one can have manberg.' around the end of the season, post-doomsday, tommy promised his house to two separate individuals should he die on january 20th (i believe it was to connor and sapnap, but someone can correct me on this information if i'm wrong.)

tommy's house has had it rough. it's probably one of the few houses that has stayed in the exact same spot since the beginning, but my god has it been through it. it's been blown up, torn apart, dug into, burnt, destroyed, remodeled, refurbished and expanded so many times that what appears to be an unsuspecting hobbit hole is a labyrinth of pure history and despair - and the amount that tommy's been stolen from trumps most on the server.

what i'm saying is, is that it's impressive tommy has stayed there so long and has broken the tradition of destroying the things that cause you grief. in fact, he went the extra mile to say that if he died, he would leave it to someone else.

tommy finds no catharsis or joy in destroying something that someone else could learn to love, even if he hates it, even moreso in the present than ever before. he refused to destroy the blackstone tower outside his house for resources, and he didn't partake in any of techno's terrorism - and was outright shocked at the wither spawned the day before the festival.

tommy seems to be one of the only characters who recognises that there is no beauty in destruction - no catharsis, no peace and no fresh start. there is only an abrupt end and a feeling of hollowness, knowing that the thing you had created could have been left to someone who would have loved and cared for it ten times the amount you ever did. he might not enjoy the fact that people may try to use and abuse things he already owns and wants to keep as his, but if he lets it go, he won't destroy it. he'll have faith that it's next owner could do a better job with it than he ever could.

/rp

[hangezoeenthusiast]

My L'Manberg

this little piece right here, what if we, as the reader, blew up manberg (l'manberg), in the place of wilbur, and wilbur took the place of philza. this is in honor of wilbur getting revived.

gn!reader

pronouns: they/them

warnings: explosions, yelling, death/dead body, cursing, angst, blood

(gif not mine! it’s on pinterest)

you were clapping for wilbur, in fact, most of the people was clapping for him. pogtopia and the rest defeated schlatt and his tyranny. finally schlatt's corrupt self wouldn't poison l'manberg, turned manberg.

wilbur gave his little speech about equality and peace and bla bla bla. then wilbur said something that was actually for importance, "it would be hypocritical if i lead this nation, so, i give the presidency to tommy, elected president tommyinnit, can you come up to the stage?"

tommy looked shocked, he didn't know that he would be leader of this nation. he came up onto the stage and hugged wilbur and thanked him for the opportunity.

"wow, in a million years i never thought that i would be president. well, thank you for the opportunity for this."

then he said something that blew everyone's minds for the second time, "i also cannot be president, i still have to get my discs back, and as i try to get cat and mellohi back from you dream, i can't handle a nation at the same time, so for the time being, i give the presidency to tubbo."

tubbo also looked shocked, not knowing that he was also a choice for the presidency of l'manberg. "holy shit guys, i never thought i would be pres, thank you tommy and wilbur for this opportunity, umm, so-"

you didn't hear anything else of tubbo's little speech. "how could they ignore me, i'm worthy to be president too." you thought to yourself. why would they complete forget that you were also a presidential candidate for l'manberg. you were one of the founder members of that nation. you, wilbur, tommy, tubbo, eret, even though he was a traitor, you guys found that wonderful nation. where men and women and just basically everyone could go and emancipate, right?

no, it wasn't like that anymore, l'manberg couldn't be restored to its former glory. nothing could be the same anymore. so you made the decision to blow the place to smithereens. you bargained with dream for 11 stacks of TnT.

"what do i get out of this if i give you this?"

"i'll give you all the op shit, the op armor, potions, weapons, and most of all, power, after all, don't you want to hold yourself in a higher position than tommy?"

he complied after you sweet talked him. he gave you 11 stacks of the TnT. so then you went to your little hiding place, hidden behind two blocks of stone. you pickaxed the stone, went inside, then placed it back.

"hmmm, should i, i mean, this is stupid. tommy shouldn't be president, i should, you khow what, no one should, everything we went through, everything that i went through, what's the point of this stupid nation, judgement and death passed on to everyone like a piece of cake at a birthday party, why should i let a hypocrite run this nation?" you contemplated.

it was confusing, you wanted to be president, but at the same time, you wanted this nation gone. meanwhile the other side was chaos. on the other side of the stone, the lyrical scribbles of the l'manberg anthem on signs, there was death. the badlanders and dream killing citizens of l'manberg. technoblade killing badlanders. but one person got away from this, it was the one and only wilbur soot.

he knew your little spot, he had found it on one of his daily strolls along l'manberg. he found the little seat you placed right in front of the button. right, the button, the one that would set his, your, nation up in flames and destruction.

so he went to the little spot, knowing he would find you there, since you were missing from the surface. "y/n, what are you doing here?" he asked you. he knew what you wanted to do. "why are you doing this y/n, we won manberg, no l'manberg back, why you want to destroy it?"

you were furious, why would he ask you a ridiculous question. "BECAUSE WILBUR, YOU AND TOMMY AND TUBBO ARE HYPOCRITES, YOU ALL DON'T DESERVE TO BE PRESIDENT, I DO, OR NO ONE DOES." you yelled at him. "i seriously was about to push this button, why did you stop me?" you groaned. you were about to push the button before he came into the hiding spot.

you heard people try to get to you and wilbur. "noo, they can't come in here." you retaliated.

"you don't know how close i was going to push this button, 7-8 times i think. you can't stop me wilbur." you blankly stated.

"no, y/n, don't do this."

those five measly words didn't stop you. you said one finally thing before l'manberg would be gone, "wilbur, are you familiar with the traitor of this nation, eret, well he said something, it was never meant to be." those words from eret, the ones that would be one of your final statements of your life.

you pressed the button and everything went haywire. the stone in front of you guys exploded, scratching your skin, making it bleed. wilbur trying to cover your body from the explosion. people being launched in the air. people getting killed from their enemies. people being in shock of the sudden explosion that occured in l'manberg. they finally got it back, now suddenly ripped to shreds.

"MY L'MANBERG WILBUR, MY UNFINISHED SYMPHONY FOREVER UNFINISHED, IF I CAN'T HAVE THIS NO ONE CAN." you saluted wilbur. signs of the lyrics smashed across the ground. blood shed everywhere. people looking at you with horror.

"KILL ME WILBUR, KILL ME." you demanded him. "NO I CAN'T, YOU'RE MY FRIEND." he answered. "FUCK THAT, KILL ME, DRIVE YOUR SWORD IN MY CHEST, COME ON, KILLBUR, KILLBUR, KILL ME, COME ON MR. PRESIDENT, DO IT."

you threw a sword at him, "take my life right now, i can't handle the embarrassment, please kill me." you whispered at him. all you wanted was death. he picked up the enchanted diamond sword, and drove the sword right through your heart. "thank you wilbur." you told him. your final words, haunting him, ringing through his ears. everyone looking at him with shock.

your blood coating the sword. everyone looked at your dead body. but then, wilbur hugged you to his chest. "why y/n, we had everything, you had everything." he cried, and he cried, and he cried until phil came and consulted him. "it's ok son, it's ok, let it all out." he sobbed in phil's arms, hoping that this was a nightmare, and that you were alive, and that l'manberg was blown apart.

but no, it was reality, you died by his hand, l'manberg was done for, and everything was torn to shreds, never getting rebuilt ever again.

-

(This is a extra piece, let me know what you think about it.)

you woke up in your bed, feeling like shit. you remembered what happened, your TnT ruining l'manberg. wilbur driving your sword through your chest, the pain, your final last words.

you forgot that you didn't have one last life during the explosion, you had two left. the first canon life you lost was from dream, during the disc war. the second was by wilbur. wilbur, your savior, the one who gave you peace for once in your life. "so i have one last life huh?"

so, later on made a beautiful house in the middle of nowhere, pet enderman named bob, op potions, armor, and weapons. you kept yourself secret from everyone, making sure that no one would find out you were alive.

(this part was kinda poo, i just added it for no reason)

[kitsu-katsu]

Ghostbur during doomsday

AKA: Me rewatching Ghostbur’s doomsday perspective because it makes me sad and ranting talking about it at length while I do

So, it all starts with Ghostbur walking up to L’manburg, completely oblivious as to the situation going on, asking chat “late for what? I’m not late for anything”.

He’s in the middle of saying something when he notices the crater, looks up, sees the obsidian grid with some people on it, looks down again in confusion. This is when he’s first confronted with his home, all his months of hard work reconstructing L’manburg, being destroyed. He sees that one particular hole leaking water was his sewer and asks what happened to it, cutting himself off with disbelief as he looks upon the rubble, shocked to see it all gone.

He finally starts talking to people once Dream leaves Tommy, with everyone defeated already and him just utterly confused and asking “what’s over?”.

When confronted with the harsh reality of L’manburg “being over”, he tries to look on the bright side, as he always does, tries to be the optimistic force that won’t falter when nobody else can see the good side, because as he says later “he still feels this, and he tries to make sure no one else feels it”. He always tries his darndest to make people happy, because he’s deeply sad himself, a direct parallel to Alivebur’s tendency to put on façade of being ok, of not needing help from even all the way back when he was president (as everybody looked at him as a leader figure, as someone unshakable deserving of admiration, he’d cry into his pillow, but only when left alone).

Tommy: Wilbur. Wilbur. We lost.

Ghostbur: …I didn’t even know we were fighting

Quackity: Mm… We were. Your L’manburg is gone.

He’s often disregarded, he’s the forgetful, cheery ghost, he isn’t involved in the greater conflicts, right? So he now has to confront the reality of it all being broken way beyond repair without even having been able to see it for the last time, without even finding out about there being conflict at all, because nobody will take the time to actually explain what led up to it all to him.

So, he keeps walking and eventually sees a big hole where Phil’s house used to be, at which point he says “wait, Phil was looking after Friend”, he goes toward the point where Friend was, while Tubbo says “there’s no way Friend survived”, and Wilbur, in his camera, leans back from it, covering his mouth while he stares at the point where the wall was destroyed.

While Tommy talks with Tubbo about how they lost, with his mouth open, Ghostbur keeps looking around the house ruins, when he hears even more TNT exploding at his back, opening up even more rubble and letting more water flow downward, which he goes down with, mumbling “where’s Friend?”, still in disbelief and denial of what had happened.

Ghostbur: Tommy, who did this?

Tubbo: Dream did. And Technoblade. And Phil.

Ghostbur: Phil?

Tommy: Phil

Tubbo: Yeah, Phil

Ghostbur: But I gave- I gave… I- I ga- I gave Friend to Phil to look after… And- and Dream found me Friend, and Technoblade d- wh- he s- we were- we were- he said we were friends… He said we were-

Tommy: Technoblade… Now here’s the thing, Wilbur

Ghostbur: See, p- people- people wouldn’t lie about that, would they?

During this whole conversation Ghostbur cannot fathom that they would do such a thing, because to him, disregarded as he was, never really knowing exactly what was going on because of both his memory problems but also the fact that people never really explained anything to him, either disregarding him as incapable of understanding or not wanting to mention things because of their own trauma, these fights would be coming out of nowhere. Phil loves him right? He’s his son, he took Friend in, Phil “slayed the dragon Alivebur” for the good of everyone, right? Phil liked when he played silly little songs and built lanterns like the old times. Dream took him and Tommy on a vacation and started the lads on tour, right? Dream wouldn’t have been the one to give him an eviction notice from his sewer, would he? Dream could’ve never sent him into the snow to slowly and painfully melt away while simultaneously removing Tommy’s only comfort, no, he totally sent him the so he could get Friend, right? Technoblade was his friend, he gave him a lead and accepted his blue and said “that’s great, Ghostbur” when he told him about Friend. Technoblade would never hurt his friends, right? He was reasonable and would never do things that would unfairly damage a large group of people, right?

Ghsotbur is unaware of the fights, he’s unaware of the tensions rising, but he’s also unaware of just how much these people actually appreciate him. Technoblade in general doesn’t care for much (as Tommy says here, “we were never his friends”). Dream only wanted him dead and gone so he would be able to finally convince Tommy that he was the only one who cared about him. Phil only liked him as long as he acted like that little kid he insists his son must be, and as soon as Ghostbur dared get rightfully angry at him, Phil only disregarded him further and then called him “a doll” (but hey, we still have some time after we reach that part, don’t we?).

Ghostbur then gets bombarded right on his head, having to respawn, shouting “Why is it?- why?- why is it still?-“ he can’t even take things in and he’s being attacked. It is heavily implied that this either entirely caused him to develop TNT trauma later or awakened something that was already there within Alivebur (possibly from the FCR and his suicidal thoughts during Pogtopia), shown in how later, in a Tommy stream when Tommy and Tubbo were testing TNT canons, he said he didn’t like the sound of it and ran away as soon as he saw that they were placing it.

He loses his blue, and without his comfort item he starts panicking quicker, immediately running to an enderchest to grab some and throw it at himself to calm down upon respawn.

As Tommy declares that they shouldn’t give up, that as a community, they weren’t over yet, Quackity proposes singing the anthem one last time. An act of respect for what was, an act of remembrance.

Tommy says to him “Ghostbur? You know the anthem better than anyone else” after which Ghostbur starts singing while Quackity strums his guitar, finally accepting the situation as he changes the lyrics of the athem to “a little bit blown up… L’manburg”. After they all sing the chorus together, Quackity keeps going with the strumming, to which Ghostbur laments that the book with the second verse was blown up in the library, along with everything else in there, another piece of history lost to the destruction.

Quackity starts singing, knowing the verses as he made them with Ghostbur, and making him remember the verses they crafted together long ago, at the beginning of New L’manburg. “He remembers it” Ghostbur remarks with excitement.

As they finish singing, Ghostbur takes another look at the crater as a whole, remarking that the L’mantree is gone, to which Tommy says that it’s all gone.

“I was reading the history books, Quackity. And… do you think if- if Alivebur and you hadn’t gone head to head this wouldn’t have happened?”. Ghostbur, having read the history books now lost forever, had started comprehending Wilbur more, and now is trying to see a better alternative in his head, if the elections hadn’t happened, then would this ever be the end result? Quackity, not too optimistically responds that “It would’ve happened, Wilbur. It would’ve happened. One way or another this… this result was inevitable”.

Ghostbur later remarks that “every book is gone”, an extremely important thing that people brush over about doomsday. L’manburg’s history was lost, Wilbur’s history was lost, all of his legacy, his work from the very beginning to preserve history whether it benefitted him or not (with all of the book guarding and preservation, his constant requests to not modify holes caused by war explosions, etc, a trait that lives on in Revivedbur still) and all of Ghostbur’s almost instinctual want to collect and preserve history all the same in his library, a trait clearly inherited from his alive counterpart, gone in one fell swoop. All that Ghostbur could even use to understand the world before November 16th because of his memory problems, just gone.

“Yeah, it’s still a part of history. You don’t tear down history when it’s- even- just ‘cause you don’t agree with it.” - (Wilbur’s The Revolution is Coming: 50:56, 2nd Aug)

“I’ve been reading a lot of history books recently, Philza. Lot of the L’Manberg history books, right? Because I know that Alivebur was really important in it, right? And I was reading them all, and I read one of the things, one of the first doctrinations that the entirety of this nation was formed on was the idea that everyone’s free. Everyone’s free to do what they want, and live how they want. I don’t think cages are conducive to that environment.” - (Philza’s Just a regular day: 1:08:08, 16th Dec)

“I’ve read his memoirs, Ranboo. They’re all gone now, they were blown up when my library was destroyed, so many really important pieces of history were blown up when my library was destroyed. But! I’ve read his memoirs, and he was pretty okay, most of the time, he seemed. And people liked him. But then, he lost this election, and you know the story, everyone knows the story.” - (Ranboo’s Preparation: 12:11, 14th Mar)

“I- Ah- It’s kinda- I’m not a fan. It’s kinda rude to L'Manberg’s history, you know? It’s called L'Manberg. It’s called L'Manberg. Not Manberg, not L'Crater, or whatever. L'Manhole… I don’t care. It’s now, L'Manberg. It’s always L'Manberg. It’s just how it goes.” - (Wilbur’s A Year Later: 11:06, 3rd Aug)

“I want it to, em, I want its history to live on not as a stain caused by me, you know. I basically just took a big shit on the history books, it feels like. I wanna, I wanna make it, I wanna make it feel like it was, you know, it was something that happened. You know, it was a great thing, you know, think of the good times. The- The years of safety. Well, not years, but you know.” - (Wilbur’s A Year Later: 26:47, 3rd Aug)

So here comes the big one, the best part: Ghostbur confronts Phil and spills his heart out while the old man only dismisses him:

Phil: Hello

Ghostbur: Phil?

Phil: Hya mate

Ghostbur: Why… why did you- why did you blow up L’manburg?

Phil: We needed to send a message, Wil

Ghostbur: (Leans back and covers his mouth) You knew Friend- you knew Friend was in your house.

Phil: He’s got infinite canon lives-

Ghostbur: (Hitting his fist because of how emotional he was) YOU KNEW FRIEND WAS IN YOUR HOUSE!

Phil: He’s got infinite canon lives (in a tone like a parent speaking to a kid who says “sorry” without meaning it at all), don’t worry, don’t worry-

He treats Ghostbur ike a kid, he says “don’t worry” in a tone that screams “I do this out of obligation” and he’s missing the fact that Ghostbur’s problems with this go much further than just his sheep

Ghostbur: (Hitting his fist again) YOU KNEW! STOP! STOP! STOP!... YOU KNEW FRIEND WAS IN YOUR HOUSE!... You knew everything everyone owned was in this town! (covers his face, crying)

Phil: I did-

Ghsotbur: I do- I do- I don’t- I don’t want to listen. I don’t want to hear what you have to say… I don’t wanna have to hear what you have to say. I- I’ve- I’ve read the history books, Phil, I’ve read the history books, you- you ki- you slayed the dragon, you slayed Alivebur. You were the- y- you- you are the Saint George of the Dream SMP, we understand, everyone understands that, Phil. But… Look what you’ve done. How can you look at this and still see yourself as a hero? Sending a message, Phil? Sending a message?

Phil: Yeah. Not to- not to start another government. Not to take genuinely nice, wholehearted people, and turn them against each other with power and corruption. That’s why, Wil. I don’t wanna see it happen again

Phil and Techno, as always declaring themselves ultimate judge, jury and executioner. No matter what the others believe, how they’ve constructed their lives and what amount of hard work they put into it, if they deem their community a government, then it equals inherently evil and must be destroyed in their eyes. Tubbo made Snwchester to feel secure for once after doomsday, so what did “the saviours” do? They went to deliberate whether or not they’d send a message over there or not, of course!

Ghostbur: So you make me suffer. I- I don’t know what Alivebur did and I’m really trying to remember, but I know what I did, and I just wrote books… I built- remember the lanterns we used to make? I built them, I- I built a house for people, I- I set up this a- I built this town just like I built Logstedshire and I watched them both blow up. And I didn’t- I- I didn’t- I didn’t hurt anyone, and yet I’m the one who su- I’m the one who pays. Tommy didn’t even live here, Tommy didn’t have a house here… I… I sowed the seeds of peace, and yet I’m the one who pays for war. I know I’m forgetful, I know I’m an amnesiac and I know I’m the comic relief in all of your stories, but I still feel this (covers his face, crying), I still feel things and I try my best to make sure no one else feels it… Phil I just-

This is the best part. It’s Ghostbur laid bare, all of what he really feels out in the open. His conflict with his identity being intertwined with Wilbur’s as he doesn’t remember what Wilbur is hated for but carries that weight nonetheless. He was just concerned with leaving peacefully and helping the community, by reading and stashing books, by making decorations, by building the whole place. When he compares New L’manburg, which he really built the most of to how he made Logstedshire, he brings attention to the futility of his attempts at making something to make people happier that lasts. In the end, it’s all deemed as detrimental to the goals of some higher power that blows it up. He remarks how he never hurt anyone but still shoulders all this pain and pays for the war. Here he shows that he knows the others don’t quite see him as human, unlike how they saw Alivebur as greater than life and just a figure to be admired, then as a crazy man too far gone, Ghostbur is just seen as an amnesiac, a comic relief, a childlike guy who won’t understand or will forget anyway, so why bother explaining things to him. It’s really a persisting thing will all iterations of Wilbur being quite dehumanized by those around him and even himself at times (with the incredible amounts of self-loathing and the emotional distance he puts up by “masking” himself with things like the president persona). Finally, Ghostbur says that he still feels things and feels this, feels this hurt, and tries his best to make sure nobody else has to feel it as intensely. That’s the blue (which was even remarked in canon to be always dark blue when given away instead of clear, aka: already having sucked up sadness in Ghostbur’s hands, something that Ghostbur dodged answering and changed the subject). That’s “lads on tour”. That’s Logstedshire. That’s trying to be friends with everyone. That’s him trying to keep up a happy face in the darkest of times for everyone’s sake

Phil: I’m sorry. Maybe you’ll understand someday

Back at it with seeing Ghostbur as a child (a problem that’s a constant with Phil, seeing Wilbur in general as a kid and not the traumatized adult he is) and as incapable of understanding, completely disregarding everything he just said, glossing over it, feigning any sort of remorse (which he doesn’t feel as he later celebrates decimating L’manburg, calls Ghostbur a doll and once he sees Ghsotbur forgot this whole thing just minutes later ("I haven't spoken to Phil in ages though. It's been weeks since I spoke to Phil"), never brings it up again, especially as he sees that Ghostbur wishes to die now, seeing him as just an obstacle before seeing Alivebur whom he sees as "his actual son" (and not even that because the son he wants is an idealized and childlike version of Wilbur who doesn't exist anymore because he grew up and got trauma, both things that Phil refuses to acknowledge)) and just satnding there as the supreme figure with any sort of right to decide what gets destroyed.

After that, Wilbur asks Tommy to bring him back to life. This is the moment that made Ghostbur decide that he was too soft, he was too much of “an amnesiac and a comic relief” instead of a leader, which everyone else needed in his eyes. As he sees it, Alivebur would be better for everyone else’s sake than him, because Alivebur would be stronger, because Alivebur wouldn’t let this happen. Because he had read the memoirs and by this point started seeing how Alivebur’s thought process worked, started to understand “the dragon” a bit more and was either way convinced that he wasn’t enough for everyone else. Ghostbur starts exhibiting suicidal thought just like Wilbur did. Where Wilbur thought he caused all problems and was, in the end, “the bad guy” better dead that ruining people’s lives, Ghostbur saw himself as way too weak, way to flimsy, way too soft and innocent to protect those he cared for, and we all know that all forms of Wilbur will put everyone else’s lives above their own

Watch this stream, man, it's soooo good and there's many more charatcer bits in the remaining half hour I didn't talk about because they're scattered and this post is already too long anyway

[dreamsclock]

i am a slut for time travel fics and so have this idea i've been thinking of for a while: george is the most useless time traveler ever. XD sends him back because 'friends forever' apparently means in the past too and he tries to change literally nothing. he laughs at everyone's pain. he sleeps for the events he was awake the first time around and stays awake to check out the ones he missed. XD, who hasn't yet been exorcised from dream at the time, is very displeased and scolds george in dreams

THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD BUT THEN ALSO GAVE ME SO MANY IDEAS TO WRITE ???? you’re a genius anon oh my god this was such a crack au to write for, big umbrella academy vibes, and i’m so here for it :DD

warnings: major character death (temporary)

“You are- You’re useless!” XD tells him in hopeless frustration, scowling at George, who looks very nonchalant about the whole thing. “You’re absolutely useless!”

George purses his lips. “I mean, I guess.”

XD tries to count to ten, he really does. “What do you mean, ‘I guess’? I thought you’d be- I don’t know, coming back to fix things. I thought you’d start fixing the timeline and making everything right, but you’re making everything worse!”

“I don’t know about that,” George defends himself, shrugging, “to be fair, I have changed some things, but I don’t think I’ve made anything wo-”

“Tommy is dead!!”

George takes a non-judgemental sip of his dream-milkshake. “It’s okay.”

“What- No!” XD explodes. “No, it’s not okay! You killed him, which has ruined the timeline even more, and now Tubbo is trying to blow up L’Manburg with Schlatt while Awesamdude is working with Wilbur to take over Bad’s presidency, all before L’Manburg has even claimed independence - do you realise how fucking far from the original timeline that is?!”

“I’m not sure,” George admits, “I wasn’t awake for a lot of it. And I was building my house for the war, so I still don’t really know why they were fighting. This is pretty fun, though.”

“You killed Tommy!” XD snaps. “The main character of the Disk Saga! How is it supposed to continue if he’s dead?”

“He shouldn’t have burned my mushroom house.”

XD could cry, he really could. He buries his face in his hands, and smites a canon life from HBomb in sheer misery. “He hasn’t even done that yet. Your house isn’t even in this timeline yet, George!”

“Okay, but, it will be.” George sighs, looking put-out. “I really don’t see the issue here. Just bring him back to life if you’re, like, upset about it. He just annoyed me.”

“And- And you’ve done nothing to help Dream, or bring about the exorcism, or save L’Manburg-”

“I never really cared about L’Man-”

“Not to mention, Karl is after both of us with the In-Between, because of how much we’ve been messing with the timeline-”

“-It’s fine, Karl’s kind of my friend, I think-”

“-Not to mention, the Egg is due to take over completely in-” XD blinks, sending himself through time and space in the blink of an eye to get the exact time. “-Oh, great, it’ll take over completely by Friday because of you screwing up the timeline, so now you have until Friday before everything is lost completely!”

George blinks. “Can’t you just... I dunno, send me back?”

“Send you-” And then XD gets an idea. A stupid one, perhaps, one that might do absolutely nothing, but it’s worth a shot all the same. Because he’s only a minor god - he can’t undo all the damage he’s foolishly allowed George to do - but George can. “...Okay. Okay, I guess I could do that, actually. Okay. But you have to promise to try and set things right.”

“Mmmmn.” George finishes his milkshake, dropping it with disinterest and turning to face XD. He’s pretty, even for a man that’s just doomed the universe. “I guess I could try if it’s not too much of a hassle.”

XD knows that’s the best he’s going to get out of him. And so he takes George’s hands, transports them back through time and space and matter and everything in between, to--

“This... Is last week,” George notes with some confusion, turning around and studying the world with a critical eye, “you’ve not taken me back far enough. Tommy is going to die today, when Dream kills him, and Dream is still going to spiral, and the Egg is still very clearly-”

He turns to face XD, only to find he’s standing very much alone in the field. George’s heart drops out through his chest.

“XD?” He calls, suddenly nervous. “XD, I can’t see you.”

But he’s gone, and George is wide awake, more alert than he’s ever been in his whole life, because it’s Friday of last week, which means he has seven days to fix the world before everything goes to hell permanently. And he has a funny feeling XD isn’t going to save him when it does.

“He’s so annoying,” George mutters, burying his head in his hands, “oh my god...”

Where does he even start?

“One!” Wilbur calls out at the duel, voice carrying across the grounds. George turns and, with a dread in his chest, sees Tommy and Dream walking away from each other, slowly, deliberately. “Two!”

Oh, right. It’s Friday. Tommy is on one canon life after George had taken his second one only two days ago, and Dream is about to kill him.

It’s Friday, and George is running faster than he ever has before, racing across the grass with a thudding heart to reach the duel before the inevitable happens. 

It’s Friday, and George is yelling “STOP!” at the top of his voice, and people are looking at him, turning to whisper and stare, but he doesn’t mind right now (he will later), because Dream is turning to look at him, disbelief in his eyes.

“George?” He asks, but doesn’t have time to do much else, because George is dropping to one knee, hands fumbling in his pockets for something like a ring. “Wha-”

“Marry me instead,” George blurts out, displaying not quite a ring, but a block of andesite he’d picked up earlier, “marry me, Dream.”

It’s Friday, and George changes the fate of the world by proposing to his best friend, who accepts, and the war is over.

It’s Friday, things are still going wrong, and he has seven days to fix it.

“We can have the wedding in a week,” Dream tells him, and he’s smiling, “on Friday. That gives us enough time to prepare, right?”

George is helpless to agree.

Fuck.

It’s Friday, and he’s getting married on the day he’s doomed the world to end.

[teddy06writes]

hi! Do you think you could write some dream x reader x Wilbur hcs? I am such a simp and I thought why choose when you could have both? tysm <3

Hey, hi, hello! Uhh so, I am not entirely sure is you meant like poly dream x reader x wilbur or.....

Screw it we’re doing poly Dream x wilbur x reader hcs, (dreambur is a ship right? I honestly have no clue anymore we’re just gonna go with it)

{Also if it seems like formatting or the way this is written is weird its cause I can’t be bothered to keep up appearances with my writing on hcs especially since I’m DEFINETLY NOT in class right now}

So:

Dream x Wilbur x Reader

trigger warnings: none :)

premise: these are just hcs so I don’t have a premise

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in game:

So before Wilbur gets the idea for independence everything is like fine and stuff, the world is still peaceful, Dream and Wilbur are on like fine terms, whatever

then you join the server

and suddenly these boys are both simping over the same person, like, Dreams offering to give you materials to start building your house, Wilbur is brining you food and letting you stay with him until your house is finished

it becomes a sort of competition for them, like you’ll start finding extra materials in your chests, or wilbur will enlists Tommy and Tubbo to help you with your house

then one day both of them are like ‘oh I should get (y/n) flowers’ and so they go off to that flower forest thats behind erets castle to get your flowers and it’s like that one meme cause there both just standing there looking at each other as they were picking flowers

it’s really awkward as there like ‘so why are you here’ ‘oh I’m picking flowers for (y/n)’ ‘dude I’m picking flowers for (y/n) too’ and then they like start yelling about who should get to ask you out and in the end there like ‘wait we should just let them choose’

so they show up at your door like ‘we both have feelings for you so who do you want to date’ and you look at one and then the other, and back and forth for a moment and then go ‘can i have both?’

and they look at each other and shrug and then the rest is history

when Wilbur decides to start L’manburg tensions are like crazy high and obvious WIlbur and Dream are fighting, not just over l’maburgs independence but also over you and who you were gonna go with

there fighting just drives you nuts so you just run off until the fighting is done

even after L’manburg gets independence and your relationship is semi repaired Dream and WIlbur are never really the same again, and you spend your time going back and forth out of L’manburg

When Wilbur announces the election both you and Dream try to tell him its a bad idea but he doesn’t listen and obviously Shlatt wins

Your there on the night that the results are announced and when Wilbur and Tommy get exiled; though you weren’t exiled you do go with them, going to find Dream for help as they go and start to find pogtopia

You end up spending less and less time in pogtopia as Wilbur slowly goes insane, instead seeking comfort from Dream who does little more than fan the flames, feeding the fire by giving Wilbur the tnt

you confront him yelling that WIlbur is insane and that he shouldn’t have done that all he says is ‘I have to do everything I can to stay close to him; why else do you think I agreed to Tommy’s terms and took the disks?’

you run away again after that, staying away long enough to miss the festival, and most of the manburg vs pogtopia war, only coming back in time to ask Dream what was going on and then for the ground to explode

yeahhhhh thats fun

I’d write out a scene for That angst but I don’t want to open that can of worms right now (maybe I will, just not now)

anyway when Wilbur comes back as Ghostbur he’s confused why your blaming it on Dream ‘(y/n) he was just trying to make me happy- it’s okay, really’

Reluctantly you patch things back up with Dream and because I think tying in whatever the hell happened yesterday would just ruin this were gonna say that you guys all ran off and built a nice cabin in the woods after Dream brings Wilbur back

[definitelynotshouting]

figured i'd post a preview of the family hanahaki au for those who are interested. No beta so any and all mistakes are mine, also keep in mind everything in here is subject to change!

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L’Manberg’s crater is a ghost.

It’s too quiet; silence pools thick and dripping into the crevasses between rubble. Even the lightest of steps kick up ash in their wake, trailing after him like the mantle of a long-forgotten king.

Nobody’s seen Ranboo in days.

Ostensibly, that’s why Tommy’s here. That’s his excuse, anyway-- another reason to drift through the remnant carnage, hunting down scraps of information. Ranboo had disappeared during the fighting, after all; Tubbo’s hopeful.

Tommy just wants closure.

So he walks, gravel crunching underfoot, cut to the echoes of TNT exploding in his ears. There’s no rhyme or reason to his path; it meanders at random, stuttering over the ruins of familiar buildings. There, what’s left of Fundy’s house-- and over there, a heap of cracked timber where Tubbo’s podium once stood. It washes over him with tidal intensity, swirling around his ankles, rising in his chest; this wreckage was his home.

Now it’s nothing more than a phantom, haunted by memory.

It still hasn’t sank in yet, that Phil-- Prime, Phil-- and Technoblade are responsible for this. Techno is at least easy to digest: he’d never minced words about what he was planning for L’Manberg. But Phil--

Phil--

Tommy tears his thoughts from where that subject hunches, sore and cankered. He can’t-- he just can’t, right now. Not when the cavern Wil left is still eating him alive. Not when brighter memories layer over the stony eyes Phil had met him with across the battlefield.

Not when everything he’s ever known lies in shambles at his feet.

With an absent kick, Tommy sends a pebble clattering off into the distance. His shadow scurries after it; the sun’s slipped from its peak, blazing harsh and golden past the cracked earth surrounding him. That’s his cue; Tommy sweeps his gaze over the wreckage, holding it up against his mental map.

There it is, a few yards out and to the left. Out of everything here, Ranboo’s house maintains the most structural integrity. It squats, half-crumbling, near a pile of tumbled stones; the roof has caved in, but three out of four walls still stand.

Tommy makes his precarious way over, squinting through the sunlight. Splinters of wood decorate the gap where a door used to be-- he ducks past them, steps tentative and shoulders hunched. What he's expecting, even he doesn't know.

Ranboo's home is an empty husk: shattered planks, broken stone, crushed furniture. A few surviving books linger in between the piles of rubble, pages torn and singed. Tommy picks one up at random-- he can't make out the title anymore, no matter how hard he scrubs at its soot-stained cover.

Whatever it is, Ranboo hasn't deemed it important enough to come back for. Tommy sets it back down, wipes his hands on his pants, and gets to searching.

In the end, there isn't much to find: just the odds and ends that come with daily living, splayed in great arcs against the floor. Empty drawers discarded in the bedroom. Plate shards spread in what's left of the kitchen. A scrap of material yielding a name tag-- one of Ranboo's pets. No signs of life, just the harried marks of a hasty retreat, as if Ranboo had known what was coming.

As if someone had told him.

Tommy doesn't spot them until his final sweep of the house, when the sun has made its descent and bleak rays kiss the horizon. There, just in the doorway, hidden by shadows-- two long, black feathers.

Only one person on this server has feathers like that.

Tommy bends to retrieve them with trembling fingers, something rough and bitter unfurling in his chest. His gut clenches with it, carves an aching hole in the center of his ribcage. How many times has he held similar feathers, brushed his fingers around their gaps and edges? Been enveloped in their warmth, preened them out with smooth, measured motions?

More than enough to recognize them on sight. Tommy sucks in a sharp breath, twirling the feathers in one hand. Dying sunlight glints off of each barbule, bathing their vanes in oil-slick rainbows.

The pieces fall together with a soft click.

Oh, Tommy thinks, staring hard at nothing in particular. His eyes bounce off the feathers before they can make full contact, peer too close-- like if he settles on them, the full impact of what this means won't be reversible. As if it's not already.

Oh.

With quick, jerky motions, Tommy pulls up his communicator. The call is punched with shaky fingers, clenched tight and bloodless around his comm's frame.

Tubbo answers immediately. "You find anything, Big T?"

"Uh," Tommy says; it comes out thick and croaky. He clears his throat, tries again. "Yeah, um-- looks like he left before all the fighting. And the TNT. I think--" Tommy pauses. Licks dry lips, shudders under the darkening sky. He'll have to leave soon, before the mobs swarm from their hiding places.

"Wherever he is," Tommy says at last, "I think he's okay."

Tubbo's voice rings heavy with doubt. "You sure? Sorry, I'm just-- I'm just worried, y'know? He hasn't come 'round, and--"

"Positive." Tommy takes another deep breath. It hitches in his chest, scrapes the inside of his esophagus with diamond precision. "Look, he's fine, Tubbo, he'll come around when he's ready. Probably got spooked after… you know."

"... If you're sure."

"When am I ever wrong?" Tommy tries to infuse it with his usual verve, but it falls flat, exhausted. His is a fire long burnt out, crushed to choked off embers.

"Right, right, sorry." The hint of a grin colours the words. "Well… I'll see you, then?"

"Yeah," Tommy says, quiet. Breathes it out as a promise to the evening air. "See you around, big man."

The call disconnects with a faint hiss of static, leaving Tommy to stand stock-still in the fading light, surrounded by ruin.

Somehow, that's what breaks him.

Tommy sinks to the ground, clutching both feathers in one tired fist. The other curves over his face, concealing the way his vision blurs and wavers. Hot, bitter betrayal surges up his spine, weaves hooks in the lining of his lungs.

Fine. If Phil wants to replace him, with someone better, someone smarter and kinder, that's-- that's fine. It's fine.

Tommy leans forward until the feathers tickle his forehead, and sobs.

[beansandavocados]

*SPOILERS FOR THE SECOND DREAM SMP WAR*

(everything I talk about is from tubbo, wilbur, and technos povs)

SHIT WENT DOWN TODAY LADS, GALS, AND PALS

okay everyone was on today. literally everyone and most of everything that happened before wilbur and tommy got on was just people bouncing from vc to vc, theorising who the traitor was, and last minute plans and loot gathering

tubbo and quackity had a moment before they gathered with techno, fundy, and niki. as they gathered, eret joined them and stated that dream stripped him of his title of king of the smp

they adopted eret into the group as wilbur and tommy joined the server

wilbur and tommy talked for a bit with each other before joining the pogtopia vc as they were yelled at by the same vc to join the call

once they did, chaos from that many people errupted and they moved from their spot to pogtopia over the span of a slow 10 minutes.

techno got tired of it and just yelled at everyone to head to his base under the lake. once they were all assembled in the public part of it, techno activated a secret door to a lower chamber with dozens of fully stocked chests full of weapons, foods, gear, and 5 full pieces of netherite armor

it was actually fucking crazy and everyone was wearing armor, except wilbur. once everyone gathered what they wanted, they returned to the surface where skeppy, bbh, and antfrost were waiting for them. the entire group of wilbur, tommy, tubbo, techno, quackity, fundy, niki, eret, bbh, skeppy, and ant made their way back to manberg

as soon as pogtopia was within range, schlatt and dream opened fire from eret's tower and the war officially started

pogtopia stormed the tower and chaos errupted. I couldn't understand anything anyone was saying but dream and schlatt ender pearled out of the tower towards manberg. idk if karl was actually fighting with dream and schlatt but he died several times but not really anyone else died

during the chaos, dream typed in chat asking to talk to wilbur. after agreeing to it and telling everyone to stand down, dream moved wilbur into a private vc. dream flat out said that schlatt's an idiot and wilbur was like yeah we know what's your point?

dream then says to join the vc with everyone else and after wilbur told everyone to shut up, dream said that they surrendered and led the group of like 15 ppl to the hto van. schlatt was there unarmed and defenseless

schlatt was washed up, drunk, and senile and it was actually really sad seeing the manburg dictator like that in the moment. jumping out of his stupor, schlatt started just punching fundy even though it pointless, he started calling quackity a flatty patty and so on and so forth. tommy eventually stepped in with an arrow loaded into dreams crossbow and pointed it at schlatt. words were exchanged and before tommy could fire the arrow, schlatt fell out of the world.

everyone was shocked but nonetheless, they started celebrating because the war was officially over and manburg was won back. in the celebration, wilbur told everyone to shut up again in order for dream to say that their was no traitor and he had lied about it.

more celebratory shouts and stuff happened, the vc was chaos, and whatever but wilbur told everyone to head to the podium. in doing so, wilbur told tommy to get on the mic as the president elect of manburg.

shocked, tommy took the stage for his first official speech as the president for manburg. tommy said it was a hard won honor to be on that stage back in manburg, and decreed that it was meant to be. he then said that manburg would again be known as l'manburg. everyone celebrated but tommy stopped them and said that he couldn't stay on as president, not until he got his disks back from skeppy. he then named wilbur as president to replace him

after tommy left the podium and wilbur stood in front of everyone, he decreed that the flag that signified schlatt's regime was to be taken down and l'manburg's yellow, red, white, and blue flag be errected once again. more cheers but wilbur stopped these as well and stated that technoblade had taught wilbur a lot and that in doing so, wilbur could no longer trust the government. wilbur conceded as president and named tubbo as president of l'manburg

wilbur left the podium and tubbo replaced him. tubbo have a fantastic speech and stated that they had a lot of work to do to fix up l'manburg but it was finally theirs again. and it was to be a place that everyone on the smp would be welcomed

everyone was finally allowed to cheer now that tubbo was the official president of l'manburg. while everyone was celebrating, wilbur said he'd be right back, exited the vc, and started making his way behind the podium. behind where the white house once stood...

wilbur than began to say chekhov's gun over and over again. he then entered the button room and sat down in the chair, looking at the button

eleven and a half stacks of tnt was rigged to blow under l'manburg and wilbur said that as long as the button was there, he just couldn't not press it

in the middle of wilbur's mental breakdown, the philza minecraft joined the vc and asked wilbur what he was doing. wilbur lied and said that he celebrating in l'manburg and trying to act cool

philza joined the game and spawned in the button room, behind wilbur

philza tried to talk sense into wilbur and tried to have him back away from the button. wilbur fully lost it and said that he was the traitor and had been all along

wilbur pressed the button, turned his back to it, and saluted philza as the tnt exploded and put a massive crater in l'manburg

philza killed wilbur and immediately took off through the crater, leaving wilbur in his madness as he laughed on. wilbur then stated that the traitor was both him and techno and that techno was going to spawn withers on top of the ruins of manburg

true to his word, techno spawned two and it was chaos, everyone was fighting a wither (one was called subscribe to technoblade)

in the chaos wilbur said that he wished the best to tubbo's presidency and that wilbur would be back very, very soon on the smp. he then ended stream and logged off

chaos ensued and tommy and tubbo managed some control after the withers were killed and asked everyone who remained on pogtopia/l'manburg's side to join a vc

techno then started lighting off his own three stacks of tnt on whatever was left of l'manburg. dream and george helped and everyone else who hadn't join the l'manburg vc just pretty much talked amongst themselves casually

in the mean time, dream said that his agreement with wilbur (I guess THE agreement about being a traitor idk) was that no matter what, l'manburg would blow up

I don't know what tommy and l'manburg talked about during this time, I had had to stop watching the streams but this is was happened today and holy fuck

*EDIT*

OKAY watching tubbo's pov and updating as I found out shit from the moment wilbur left to push the button and wtffff

they started taking down the festival decorations and dream said oh yeah no there was a traitor

cue techno immediately launching into an anarchist monologue, killing tubbo, and stating that both him and wilbur are the traitors

techno is now toeing the line of villainy with an amazing analogue and spawned the withers

philza immediately is just like alright, half of my kids are violent anarchists and so I'mma suit up in full netherite and help the other half

also george finally showing up after building a fucking house for two hours on the server

l'manburg is officially tommy, tubbo, quackity, fundy, niki, eret, karl, and philza

TOMMY AND TUBBO MOMENT IT HURTS

CONNOREATSPANTS WTF OOOOHHHHH SHIIIITTTTT and apparently someone other than connor and philza?? if I understood dream right

tubbo and quackity are talking and tubbo wants to clean up l'manburg and rebuild it on stilts and a glass tunnel through it all which is fucking cool

tubbo is president, tommy is vice president, quackity is the secretary of state, fundy is the fourman (makes everything run smoothly), phil is an advisor, and karl is the creative input

NEW L'MANBURG !!

l'manburg is not a government, it is a collective (so as not to have techno completely obliterate them for existing)

l'manburg is supposed to be peaceful and ask for permission from now on

DREAMON HUNTING IS GETTING GOVERNMENT FUNDING AND A DISCORD GROUPCHAT

okay now that's it's holy fuck

*EDIT OF THE EDIT*

IVE BEEN INFORMED THAT CAPTAIN PUFFY IS ALSO WHITELISTED

um yeah shit this was something else today and btw, this is all a bit, it's not real. don't get your panties all in a knot because of people roleplaying in a fucking block game

[votederpycausemufins]

I finally know how this thing is going to end, but it might go over 30 chapters. Whoops! This chapter could also be longer, but I wanted a bit of a cliffhanger.

@petrichormeraki @helleborusangel

“That isn’t fair! I found him so you have to keep up your end of the deal!” Grifter yelled at Death, but he barely reacted.

“That wasn’t the agreement.”

“The agreement was I was supposed to find out what happened to Theseus, and I did that! He kidnapped the wels version of his admin and revived Nightmare and it backfired. He screwed up and you wanted to know how he was doing, so I brought him here so he wouldn’t fucking die without you around. So, now you know what happened, how he’s doing, and I kept him safe. That’s like, three times what you wanted. Now uncurse my husband or you won’t be death anymore.”

Death glared at Grifter. “I thought you said you weren’t after that.”

“I said I wasn’t going to try and kill you for your power because now I have Sense, but if you cursed him so I can’t easily be around him, that’s gone. If you’re not planning to reverse the curse, then I’m going to get something out of it.” Grifter smiled at then pulled out a crossbow. “Now, you’re going to uncurse Sense, or you won’t be around much longer.”

“You still need to finish your end of the bargain.”

Grifter froze, his brain trying to comprehend what had been said before he growled in anger. “We just fucking covered I already did and more! I don’t need to do anything more!”

“Part of it was making sure Theseus was safe. You haven’t done that. He may have moved to a new dimension, but he refuses to officially unlink himself from Nightmare’s world. Nightmare, in his hubris, has decided to try and claim his wels dimension world in his current revived state. I don’t think I need to tell you what will happen if he fails, and at this point, he will.”

“So I need to keep the bastards alive, sure. Is that all?” Grifter sneered, crossing his arms.

“Not quite.I would prefer Nightmare dead, but no one will take his title, so Theseus will just try again with no one stopping him.” Death explained. “Listeners are quite powerful on their own and can link worlds, so you wouldn’t lose Sense, but I’m sure your kids would love to meet their family.”

Grifter rolled his eyes. “Like they would want to meet Wile and Euro. They’re only still alive since you keep them from dying. They’re too cowardly to do anything right.” Death glared at Grifter, who scoffed. “Fine, whatever. I guess they might like Fleur and Sadie. At the very least trying setting it up for me while I’m gone. I’m gonna be busy backing up the wels world before I do anything.”

“I can agree to that.”

“Oh, and can you pause the curse while I deal with Nightmare? It might be the only chance for us to do something so fun and I don’t want to miss out on that opportunity.”

Death glared before answering. “If you stop on your job, it’ll kill him, but sure, I can do that.”

“That’s great!” Grifter smiled, bouncing a little. “I’ll just make a little stop and then I’ll start! See you soon enough!” He started to walk off, but then paused to turn back to death slightly. “Oh, and remember to warn Euro. We don’t want him exploding again!”

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The moment Grian was in the SMP, he started using his Watcher magic to look around. At the very least, it didn’t look like Grifter was around. It should have been obvious with his name not on the comms list, but if he had messed with the list before, he could have done it again. Fortunately that wasn’t the case.

Next he did what he could to find Grum, which was pretty easy. Grian already had a bit of tracking for Grum on his comm, and while before it wouldn’t have been enough to really help in another world, the fact that he could also track Watcher energy made it work. He was a little concerned that it felt weak, but he hadn’t really noticed it in the past, so likely Grum didn’t have much in the first place.

Either way, he knew where Grum was now, so he started flying that way. Grian wasn’t sure exactly what he would find there, so he got his sword ready for the worst case scenario. When he landed at the quartz mansion, he tried to be as quiet as possible. Peeking through a window, he couldn’t see anyone around, which was concerning. At least the demon should have still been there. This was his home, wasn’t it?

“Hey, what are we doing at the window?” someone spoke as they stood behind Grian, making the avian’s wings puff up before he whirled around and pointed the sword at. 

“Wil? Is that you?”

“Hi Xel! I haven’t seen you in ages. Though other than Phil and Techno, I haven’t really seen anyone for a while. I was sort of trapped in Te-” Wilbur started rambling before Grian clamped a hand over his mouth.

“I don’t need to hear all of that. Where is everyone?” Grian asked before slowly pulling his hand away.

“Right! Well Dream showed up again, though he’s a bit different. Dad went after him along with the others and they haven’t shown back up yet. Well, I mean, Tommy and Techno are still here.”

Grian looked at the building. “Techno’s here?! But Grum’s supposed to be here!”

“You mean the robot kid? He’s okay. I’ve barely seen him, even as a ghost.”

Grian didn’t bother to keep listening, moving into the house. Techno was supposed to be a great fighter, so the only upperhand Grian might get is taking him by surprise, which was pretty much all he had the last two times. But those two times might have been enough for the warrior to get his tells. That would make it risky and-

“I’m not his unc- did you just take a picture.”

“Yeah, say that again when I don’t have this photo.”

“Delete it before I make you delete it.”

“Whoops, too late. I already sent it to Tubbo! Maybe now you’ll be able to watch Michael.”

“Why would I want that?”

“Cause he’s a piglin too? And not like it’ll ruin your image now Technosoft.”

“Tommy…”

“Ah ah ah, you might wake Grum up!”

Grian slowly opened the door to find Tommy awake and chilling on his bed, just messing around with his comm. Techno was standing nearby with Grum asleep in his arms, plugged into the charger. Grian wanted to rush in, but his first thought was that if he did anything, it would be easy for Techno to do something to Grum.

“You think I would care about that?” Techno asked after rolling his eyes.

“Bitch, this kid might affectionately beat the anarchy out of you. You’re gonna be the favorite uncle whether you like it or not.”

Techno grumbled, but didn’t actively try to refute it, especially when Grum stirred slightly, snuggling up closer to the piglin. It made Grian hesitate. They had gone through a lot these past few days. And for Grum it had been around a month. While he wasn’t a fan of Grum being near Techno right now, he didn’t really want to disturb him while he looked so peaceful.

Tommy and Techno both looked up when Grian lightly knocked on the door. “Hey Tommy. How’d you get here before me?”

“Heeey Big G. Pretty sure Grum fixed whatever was wrong with me and that brought me here. He did the same for Wilbur and he’s outside.”

“He acts a bit more like Ghostbur did if you ask me.” Techno huffed, adjusting Grum in his arms.

Grian shrugged. “I wouldn’t know. I haven’t seen him in ages. Did see him outside though.” He then sighed and looked to Techno. “You haven’t done anything to Grum, have you?”

Techno managed not to flinch when the eyes glaring at him glinted a dangerous purple color. “Of course not. I even helped him out earlier.” He answered, kicking Tommy when he whispered another ‘Technosoft’ at that. 

Grum whined a little when the piglin moved, and Grian took that as an opportunity to take Grum into his own arms. The bot stirred a little, but still stayed asleep, making Grian furrow his brows. “He’s asleep…”

“Yeah, and?” Techno asked, crossing his arms. He didn’t know what was so surprising about that, but next to him, Tommy did.

“Grum doesn’t sleep. Neither of the boys do. I mean not really. They have a sleep mode, but that’s not really like actual sleeping.” Grian explained. “Here… let me test something.” He checked Grum’s power reading before unplugging the bot. They all waited a few minutes in silence before Grian checked again, eyes widening. “He’s charging himself.”

“What the fuck?! Really?!” Tommy shouted, though not loud enough to wake Grum. “How did that happen?!”

Grian shrugged, almost at a loss for words. “I… I don’t know. I didn’t think something like this was possible. I mean… I’ll look into it more later… but now really isn’t the best time.”

“You know, I wonder if it’s got something to do with their hels versions. When I was still stuck over there with Grifter, he said their versions of the bots weren’t built.”

“How does-” “Fundy.” “Right, nevermind.” Techno huffed, finally pulling a chair over and sitting down. “Well I have no clue how that place works, so for all we know, that’s what did it.”

Grian shook his head. “No, I doubt it. Normally hels is affected by us, not the other way around. The Listeners developed after the Watchers, Helscraft has fewer seasons than us. Theseus wasn’t in Helscraft until a while after Tommy joined us.”

“Yeah, but they had their kids back when they were in their previous season.” Tommy piped up. “There was no way for them to make them after you build Grum and Jrum since Grifter was stuck in their season four. For all we know, it works both ways.” Grian rubbed his chin, thinking about it, but then he suddenly started looking around, wings flared out. 

“What’s wrong?” Techno piped up, but the most he got in terms of an answer was Grum being handed to him again. The bot stirred a bit more, actually waking up this time. Before anyone could say something more, the world shuddered and a wave of green light suddenly passed through them. “What was that?”

“World backup. Watchers will do that sometimes, but it’s never noticeable.” Grian quickly explained, drawing his weapon.

“Then why the fuck did we notice that?” Tommy asked, a bit concerned.

“Because.” Grian turned around, wings shifting colors. “Green magic is what Listeners use.”

The_Grifter joined the world

PerfectSense joined the world

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Grifter pulled Sense in close to him before sending out a ring of lit tnt that exploded around them. It was powerful enough it made the ground shake and rumble which just made the Listener smile more. “Oh Seesee! Look over there! A castle! Let’s go over there!”

“That sounds good to me.” Sense replied, picking Grifter up bridal style and walking towards Pride Palace. He had a little trouble getting through the newly formed rubble, but before long they were at the gates. Someone in a crown and sunglasses tried to approach them, but Sense quickly pulled out a death ray and shot them with it.

They reached the throne room and Sense set Grifter down. The Listener ran over to the throne and stood on it, a giant smile on his face. “I’m king of the castle! I’m king of the castle! Oh! Do you think there’s one just like this in the hels world?”

Sense chuckled. “Probably not exactly like this. And that’s if it isn’t rubble.”

Grifter pouted and fell down onto the throne to sit. “I guess that’s true. Well, when we leave I can throw some puzzle blocks together for this place to bring it over. Then we can make some improvements.”

“Why not start with them now?” Sense asked, shrugging with a little smile, which Grifter matched with his own grin. Sense tossed an axe to Grifter, who turned the pink metal more of a viridian. “Now, I suppose I’ll have to find someplace to sit.”

“While I would love to offer you a lovely seat up here, the throne will unfortunately have to do. I need to make sure Nightmare comes here.” And Grifter got up, summoning a communicator made entirely out of magic. “But I’m sure he won’t want to waste time, so you won’t need to wait too long.”

Sense moved to stand behind Grifter, putting his head on the Listener’s shoulder and looking at the comm. “Hmm, looks like Tommy’s here. He was the other version of Theseus, right?”

“Oh yes he was. I’m sure Nightmare would be much more convinced if we had him with us. He wouldn’t want Theseus dying by proxy, now would he? And it’s not like he knows I need bitch boy alive.”

“Have I ever told you how hot you are when you scheme like this?”

“Mmm, tell me again.” Grifter leaned back before a noise from his comm made him look back. “Hmm, seems we have a slight change of plans. Looks like Grian’s trying to interfere. Can you hold down the fort while I make a mess of things?”

“Of course. Have fun my darling.” Sense replied before letting Grifter go, the Listener using magic to quickly shift back to looking exactly like Grian, even changing the appearance of his wings. Sense held out a bucket filled with water and lined with soul sand which Grifter tossed an enderpearl into. The scientist put the bucket next to the throne before sitting down on it, watching as Grifter created an exit for himself and flew off.

[redrobbingabank]

Alliance

He was back, and it was all his fault.

Tommy had left Tubbo after they’d hidden Friend near Kinoko Kingdom. He’d wanted to go check on Michael. Tommy wanted to find a place where he could scream until his lungs gave out.

It was getting easier to breathe, but his read was a repetitive mantra of he’s back he’s back he’s back he’s back. It drowned everything else out as Tommy stumbled along the Prime Path, limbs numb. 

His hunger was getting too low. Tommy switched courses and went to his house, finding some beef and dropping it in the furnace. While it cooked, he wrapped his arms around himself and tried not to cry. It was all going to happen again. What would explode this time? Kinoko Kingdom? El Rapids? Snowchester, with Michael and Tubbo inside? Tommy choked on a sob.

The nukes. Oh god, the nukes. He had to tell Tubbo to hide them better. That stupid silo he’d built wasn’t going to help. If Wilbur found out about them he’d take them and then they were all screwed. 

He ate the beef quickly and hurried out of the house, intent on getting to Tubbo.

“Heya Tommy!” The voice stopped him short. He closed his eyes for a brief moment before turning around.

Wilbur was sitting on the top of his house, legs dangling off the ledge. He still had on that jacket with the weird red patch. A streak of grey had appeared in his hair that Tommy hadn’t seen before. Had Wilbur aged in limbo? Either way, it didn’t change the mad fire in Wilbur’s eyes.

“Hi Wilbur.” Tommy forced the tremor out of his voice.

“I was looking for you for a while,” Wilbur said, jumping to the path, “And then I realized -- you haven’t moved out of this fucking hole in years! So I thought I’d just wait for you to show up.”

“What do you want, Wilbur?” Tommy asked.

Wilbur leaned in closer to him. “Tommy. Tommy, I think it’s time we started another revolution.”

Cold horror filled him. “What?”

“I know, I know what happened last time,” Wilbur said. “But we can do better now! I’ll bet you’ve gotten some more experience. You can tell me what I’ve caught up on, and then we’ll take the server! It’ll be fun!” He reached out and ruffled Tommy’s hair. Tommy struggled not to flinch.

“Wilbur, no,” he said, fighting for a reasonable tone. “Last time everything got destroyed. And it wasn’t all that great to begin with.” 

“No no no, but I figured out the problem,” Wilbur said. “Thirteen years is a lot of time to strategize. I’ve got so many plans up here you wouldn’t even begin to comprehend.” He tapped his forehead, grinning maniacally. “The problem, the place where we went wrong, wasn’t-- it wasn’t starting L’manberg, it was separating it. We made sides by doing that, and that’s always how conflict comes, two sides are formed and they can’t live together peacefully because we’re just wired for war. I should have predicted that. But--” he threw both of his hands in the air “-- Now I know how we’ll do it. We’ll unite the server under a single flag. New L’manberg, Tommy! It’ll be beautiful.” 

Tommy spoke before he could burst into scheming. “Wilbur, the reason sides always exist is that people just don’t agree. Not everyone’s gonna want to follow you, man.”

“Well then I suppose we’ll just blow those people up,” Wilbur said. No hint of malice or guilt, only excitement. This was all just a game to him. See how many people you can control, how many pawns you can fit on your chessboard and burn the other side.

Tommy offered him a piece of lapis. When Ranboo had gone off on him, Tubbo had given him nearly his entire supply, trying to help him hold it together. “Wilbur, come on, calm yourself you’re talking nonsense.”

“Get that shit the fuck away from me,” Wilbur snapped. He hit Tommy’s hand so that the lapis went flying over the cliff’s edge to his right. This time, Tommy did flinch, cowering away from his brother. Wilbur didn’t notice. “I’m fine. Now, what do you say, bro? Ready to fight together again? I bet we could get Dream in on it too, he’s got the best resources. And Techno and Phil, they’ll help too don’t you think?”

He couldn’t let it happen again. He had to protect Tubbo and his family. Tommy took a deep breath and stood as tall as he could. “No.”

“What?”

“No. I’m not going to fight with you. I’m not going to help you take over the fucking server. You’ll ruin it just like you did last time. Stay away from Phil and Techno, you don’t deserve to see them.” He glowered at Wilbur. “Don’t come near me again.”

Wilbur’s smile dropped. He didn’t glare at Tommy, but the look he gave him was so cold and calculating that he almost stepped back. No weakness, he reminded himself.

“Tommy, I think you’re making a mistake,” he said calmly. “But if that’s what you think I won’t stop you. You’ve always seen sense in the past. Come find me when you make the right decision.”

He stepped past Tommy and began strolling down the Prime Path, whistling a tune that sounded like Mellohi. Tommy stared after him until he was out of sight, then sank to his knees as his breathing turned ragged.

[findingjoynweirdstuff]

Dream SMP Recap (January 14/2021) - Dawn of an Empire

While the day is at first full of happy bonding moments with Techno and Ranboo, and Tubbo continues work on Snowchester, things take a turn for the sorrowful as Puffy questions her stance in the server’s conflicts and wonders what it truly means to be a knight. 

Later, Badboyhalo gathers a Roundtable on the Crimson together to discuss matters concerning the containment of the Egg, and the future of the Badlands.

Now that L’manburg has fallen, it might be time to take a step forward into a new age.

It’s the spark of a new alliance.

The rise...

Of the Eggpire.

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- Dream whispers to Techno that he’s currently living at his mysterious house far away. 

- Techno comes up with a plan to name his dogs after donators.

- Dream also tells Tubbo he’ll kill him soon. (Uncertain if the things he said are jokes or serious)

- Ranboo gives Techno the axe that he made to replace the Axe of Peace.

- Ranboo tells Techno that he’s planning on going off to find another Woodland Mansion

- Techno’s dogs kill Edward. Rest in Peace.

- Tubbo goes to collect ice from the ice biome for Snowchester

- Ranboo shows Techno the stronghold.

- They then set off through the Nether on another roadtrip. Apparently, Techno still has some plans that may involve some violence in the future.

- They reach the Woodland Mansion and loot it.

- They then commit some mild arson, then head back.

- Techno says goodbye. Ranboo now has three more Totems -- three extra lives!

- Puffy looks out at the L’manburg Crater, saddened by all the loss and destruction. She’s unsure of where her loyalties lie.

She considered Techno and Dream her friends -- and her duckling! But can she really support someone who did this?

“Right now, this castle is a hollow nothing...it’s just a title...There’s no consequence, ever. It just happens, and people just get sad, and they have to suffer their feelings and move on...We need safety, we need security, and happiness. We can’t live in fear.”

“To Dream, my duckling...I might be a villain. I don’t wanna be, but it’s what needs to happen. I might have to sacrifice...”

She questions what her duty is as a knight of the SMP, and starts to write her statements in a book.

“Sometimes being a hero to others comes at the consequence of being a villain to those who you hold closest.”

- She goes to destroy the cottage she made for Dream.

“I did this ‘cause he didn’t have a home...and everybody, no matter how cold, or violent, or angry, or maybe even unforgiving they may be... Everyone deserves a home, a place they can go to at night to feel comfortable and safe.”

- She burns it down. A lot of the non-flammable blocks remain, though.

- Puffy starts listening to “TNT” by CaptainSparklez and TryHardNinja as she explodes the rest of the house with TNT.

- In the explosion, though, she exposes Dream’s old house as well (as it was directly below the cottage) and blows some of it up by accident, instantly regretting it. 

She’s very surprised that she built a whole new home for Dream right on top of his old base without even knowing it was there.

- She decides it was a happy accident, and now Dream is fully homeless. She still puts everything back in the chests, though, to clean up. 

- She finds in one of the old chests an abandoned copy of “Blocks” and decides to keep it. It isn’t Tommy’s canon disc, but she decides to give it meaning anyway.

“This disc might not have started canon...but it’s canon now...Red, because of all the bloodshed and wars that have been waged over them.”

- She goes back to the crater as it starts to rain and thunder, and questions whether she should keep the disc or burn it. Or perhaps give it to Tommy?

- Puffy decides that she has sympathy for Tommy. Sure, Tommy’s made mistakes, but he’s young and has been exiled twice now! He’s already paid for the things he’s done enough. Does he really deserve all of this? And poor Tubbo as well, being put in such a tough position, leading a country.

- She decides that the Glitch Cube can be her panic room for the time being.

- She goes to the Castle, thinking about how useless it is. It’s just a symbol with no real meaning behind it. Not by the fault of Eret, but because Dream calls all the shots. Eret is the king, but has zero control.

- Puffy then looks at the ruins of the Community House. Who’s to say it wasn’t Dream who did it? How do they know it was really Tommy?

- She thinks that when somebody’s made mistakes, you have to be there for them and help them grow instead of just exiling them and leaving them alone to rot. Tommy’s suffered enough consequences for his actions. He doesn’t need to be blamed anymore.

- She wonders why Techno can spawn thirty withers and not be exiled, but all Tommy does is grief George’s house a little and he gets sent miles away? There’s a double standard.

She believes in justice, not cruelty. And exile is cruelty.

- Skeppy comes online and she gets into the Skeppy Maid skin, as one does.

- Puffy goes to set up a beacon in her base. She creates it using one of the stars she got from the Doomsday withers. 

- Puffy then gets a pet spider named Peter Parkour.

- Bad comes online and Puffy shows him her Catboy Skeppy outfit.

- Puffy also gets a slime pet and names it Jream.

- Later, Bad comes online to gather a roundtable about the Egg. Punz, Puffy and Ant come online to join in. As Bad refers to them, the “Egg People.”

- Bad begins the meeting by saying that the Egg has become a problem. What is there to be done?

He also mentions the carnage that took place in L’manburg. They quarantined the Egg and kept it from spreading its Vines across the server. 

Bad proposes that instead of keeping the Egg contained...they break the containment and allow it to spread again.

- Ant insists that Bad must be corrupted somehow, while Bad claims that Skeppy has been cleansed of the Egg’s influence and that whole situation is just a matter of getting him back to normal.

- Bad seems convinced that L’manburg being gone has something to do with them keeping the Egg contained.

- Bad likes that L’manburg is gone, but it’s problematic that there’s so much chaos coming from Dream and other members of the SMP. He wanted L’manburg to remain a source of conflict, and now the Badlands lacks a consistent source of chaos for the server since Dream blew it up.

And he thinks that the Egg is just the right amount of chaos that is needed.

- Punz and Puffy, the Dream SMP faction members, both think Bad has lost it. What about peace? Who knows what the Egg could do?

- Bad points out that the Egg isn’t in the Badlands. It’s in the heart of the Dream SMP. 

If they let the Vines spread, it would give the Badlands an opportunity to take control with the one other large remaining faction weakened.

- Puffy loves the Vines, but she wants the peace to remain. Bad says that peace is never going to happen with the Egg’s power being concentrated in an isolated chamber. The potency of its influence will only grow.

- Bad suggests they look at the Egg to prove a point.

- He asks the Dream SMP members what they want, since he’s already made a case for the Badlands. 

Punz says that he’s “factionless...”

- The entire Egg Room is completely covered, and new growths seem to have appeared on the Egg. Its power is so concentrated that even Punz, who had before always had immunity to its effects, says that he’s starting to feel something.

- “Little Red,” the pet Vine that Ponk has in his Casino, has “flowered” and...turned green?

Ponk apparently poured holy Twitch Prime water on it.

- They go back to the Roundtable and Bad asks if Puffy and Punz want to join the Badlands. 

He says that he has a long-term plan, and that if Punz and Puffy join them in their forces? They could easily take over all of the Badlands territory.

He proposes they let the Egg go and wipe out the entire portion of the Dream SMP while the Badlands searches for a counter to it. They come in after the chaos, clear the Egg with their methods, being the “saviors,” and 

TAKE OVER THE ENTIRETY OF THE DREAM SMP TERRITORY, FORMING THE BADLANDS EMPIRE.

- Puffy says that she thinks Bad is turning into a tyrant. Bad says that he wants the Badlands to be a collective, all with equal say in the government instead of one ruler controlling everything. All the factions with one ruler have faced issues.

- Punz says that he’s willing to work towards chaos. He supports the idea that Bad has. Bad suggests that if Punz and Puffy agree, the Badlands can incorporate Punz’s territory and Puffy’s temple. Punz and Puffy are not a part of the Badlands faction, just part of the incorporated territories of the Empire.

- Bad wants an Empire name.

---

He declares that the Formation between the Badlands, Punz and Puffy shall henceforth be known as: 

THE EGGPIRE

“Let’s let chaos reign over the Dream SMP.”

---

- They go down to the Egg Room to destroy the barriers keeping it in.

“Eggcellent.”

As they destroy it, Bad says he’s grown fond of the way the Vines look. Wouldn’t it look nice if these spread all over the server?

He wonders if Sam would be in agreement with this.

Puffy is still having a few doubts, but Bad insists that all this current chaos will be in the name of achieving eventual peace once all other faction conflicts have been wiped away.

- What’s the best place to plant the seed of the Vines?

Badboyhalo suggests the Crater. 

The Ruins of L’manburg.

- Puffy thinks they all should have protected L’manburg. Punz hesitates...he says he “tried his best to help,” but that they should move on and upgrade the Crater with a little floral decoration.

- They head to the Crater and begin planting seeds of the Crimson all around the L’manburg Flag at the bedrock.

- Badboyhalo believes that, once they take complete control...

It will be the ultimate utopia.

- All they need to do now is convince Sam to go along with the idea. Punz suggests that they get him to go down into the Egg Room without a Prime Suit on.

- The egg puns are getting out of hand. This is an issue.

- Lastly, they gather together, the members of the new Eggpire, in the Church of Prime.

- Puffy still feels that she’s the only voice of reason, and wonders whether she’ll have to warn the others about the Badlands’ plan.

- Once he’s stepped away from the other members, Bad reveals that underneath his disguise, his red has been drained away to gray and white just like the Egg did to his statue. He doesn’t want the others to know yet, but thinks Antfrost was close to catching on.

- Meanwhile, Puffy continues to write in the Captain’s Log -- her journal from earlier. She is very concerned about these new developments.

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Upcoming Events:

- Futuristic Tales From the SMP Episode

- Tommy’s plan to kill Dream

- The eventual reveal of Pandora’s Vault

[balillee]

my unpopular dsmp opinions, some of which genuinely should be popular

c!dream has crossed the moral event horizon and is irredeemable. once you cross that threshold, you're no longer a 'morally grey' character.

pre-recorded, heavily produced lore killed the lore. it was cool, sure, but you completely misunderstand the magic that the smp had when people watched it initially. the story is improv and that's how we like it. we can tell the cc's have lost interest in it, you can admit that to us, we'll understand, just stop lying to me.

c!dream's pov isn't necessary to understand his character or his motivations. if you've watched literally any c!primeboys stream he's basically spelled it out for you.

i don't understand how fans can dislike l'manberg or have claimed to be against it since the beginning. i honestly don't get it. what's so bad about wanting your own spot where you make your own rules and skirt accountability that has been used to technically oppress you before - and, before someone who never saw the earlier streams tries to disagree with this, the og l'manberg crew were imprisoned for shit that everyone else on the server was practically encouraged to do. also, what do you have against fun and happiness?

i think some of you forget that 'hybrids' aren't a thing, discounting c!ranboo. there's no piglin hybrids, c!techno is just a pig. there's no avian hybrids, c!phil is just a man with wings. there's no creeper hybrids, c!sam is just a creeper who's indecently exposed from the hips down. canonically there's no hybrids, and therefore no hybrid discrimination. people ran with that concept too much.

the loss and the fanon rewriting of the early lore up until pogtopia has ruined fandom perception of c!dream and the og l'manberg boys. c!tommy is more morally white than you think he is, and c!dream has always been a villain - he massacres and he kills and he destroys and he schemes and he always has broken his own rules. no wonder the boys wanted their own space after how they were treated.

i think ranboo oftentimes forgets his own lore. he brings stuff up that c!ranboo may have done, such as exploding the community house to frame c!tommy, holding onto Cat, and it goes absolutely nowhere. we've gotten all of these developments in his story but they have never been expanded on, and we're nowhere closer to figuring out his relationship to c!dream and what his other side is and honestly i see no hope that we'll be any closer to knowing even by the end of the year.

your characters don't all have to be morally grey for the story itself to be morally grey. this is fiction - some people can be nothing but evil and others can be nothing but good. being purely good or evil doesn't mean that you're one dimensional, either.

c!dream apologists have ruined c!dream for me. he's not a good person. how about you let me enjoy a villain for who he actually is, rather for than your percieved woobified ragdoll you pass off as c!dream.

the story was better when there was a central writer. it was brilliant back when wilbur wrote it to be that the environment drives the characters and the story, and it was really good in early s2 up until techno's execution day when it was more character driven. since then, the amount of autonomy people have over their characters without any central 'director', as it were, has been a detriment to the story overall. there needs to still be one overarching figure or director or writer.

not everyone is a main character. just because they have a pov, doesn't mean they're a main character. some characters have such little impact on the overall plot and describing everyone as a main character oversaturates the story and makes some characters seem more important than they are.

the egg lore had so much potential up until it didn't. all that built up threat that we were expecting and we still don't even know what the egg wants really other than just controlling people. does it hatch?

genuinely, if there's no major plot developments by the end of the year (and let's be honest, it's a very big possibility at this point), a few of the more prominent members of the server should do a podcast style stream talking about where the story would have gone, because at least then we would have gotten somewhat closer to a conclusion.

c!techno is a villain and an asshole and a bad person. he stops caring for people once their interests don't align with his or if they look at him funny. he makes meta-jokes about his own tyrannical and oppressive nature. stop taking that away from him. he's a bad person. cc!techno does a fabulous job portraying that in a comedic manner and the balancing of him being a deeply flawed person with deeply flawed morals and ideas with his comedically-portrayed stubbornness and lack of willingness to hear out opposing viewpoints is incredible. i want to like characters who are arseholes for the sake of being arseholes, and who refuse to take into account the hurt they've caused either out of self-righteousness or because they don't care, so let me. he's the anti-peacemaker, LET ME HIM ENJOY HIM FOR THAT!!!!

i think tommy and wilbur's way of doing lore is my favourite. relies heavily on improv, voice acting, sprite acting and facial expressions. really shows off the acting props and they pull off the emotional moments well for the insanity of the creative medium.

i'm not a fan of fan-music. i find songs about media i'm into difficult to listen to. coincidentally i'm also not a fan of shit like slam poetry or live music/musicals/pantomimes.

the death of l'manberg killed people's motivation to go on the server casually. i've talked about it more in depth before, but destroying what was a central, driving environment for the story killed momentum and motivation. imagine in an episode of she-ra, the princess alliance just nuke the freight zone and all of the members of the horde just have to deal with it. that would be shit.

until season 3 has some momentum, i'm counting the end of the smp as january 20th. that had a conclusion. season 3 has... whores, technoblade and tommyinnit. that's about it.

i wasn't a fan of the development of c!tubbo joining las nevadas. i preferred snowchester and the walled city conflict. give c!tubbo some backbone and some badassery. also tubbo where's the fucking nuke bro if you're shelving that plotline just tell us on like an alt stream what the plan was i beg

add like 2 or 3 new people to the server so that michael mcchill has someone to talk to and so that there's something always happening on the server. it gives the og's more motivation to return if things are happening in and out of canon and it'll help with momentum, and who knows? maybe they can write their own story/stories.

i really think that c!sam is an underrated character. he's multilayered, extremely interesting, and the dichotomy of his loyalty to his job and how far down the rabbithole that's taken him versus the genuine love he has for his friends that drives him to do what he does out of wanting to do right by them is brilliant. i don't talk about c!sam enough.

STOP HAVING FUCKING VILLAIN ARCS!!! I'M FUCKIN SICK OF IT!!!! i want to see more characters who see everyone else being absolute selfish, abhorrent cunts and go 'if nobody else is going to be a good person, i fucking will'. GIVE ME SOME MORAL WHITENESS!!! IT'S INTERESTING AND MORALLY GOOD CHARACTERS ARE FUN!!!

let tommyinnit build cobblestone towers. everyone bullied him too much for how ugly they were and the one he built outside of the prison looked genuinely really nice. it gives the boy something to do.

i'm a fan of the revive book and the canon lives system. don't ask me why, but i think it might just be the morbidity of it. it adds to c!dream's god complex persona, and i think the fragility of death itself is a really fun concept. not enough fan cc's have made connections with that and c!mumza, and it could make for cool fanfic.

ranboo your house is fucking ugly. it's an eyesore

c!niki, and to some extent now c!jack and c!fundy, are boring me and ruining my mood. i think c!jack is the closest to being an actually interesting sympathetic villain, mainly because nobody else seems to realise that c!niki is a villain. not a good one imo, but she's a villain. c!jack just has the problem of starting a new project over and over and over and over again and because of the slow in momentum for the primary cast, there hasn't been a lot of recent development for him.

not really a dream smp opinion, but if philza went full geordie accent, i would love it. i want him to, in canon, say shit like 'me n ye' instead of 'me and you' and use geordie dialect. i want him to be physically unintelligible because it's funny.

i don't really know what's up with c!foolish but i think he's a dumbass. he had a while to think about c!q's proposal and then changed his mind about joining the guy to admitted to letting him die just because. moron

i wish there was more c!eret lore. i wish he was an actual king with an actual kingdom and actual subjects and royal advisors. c!eret is far too fucking cool to be the king of nothing and nobody. fatten up the kingdom and the castle with people who work with c!eret, and don't just make it tyrannical and dictator-y to prove the point of the server's 'anarchists'. make it a healthy working environment, please - if you want moral greyness, have 'anarchists' who claim to care about the welfare of the server oppose a kingdom of happy people under a fair and just ruler because their ideologies clash.

the server needs more characters who oppose anarchy in more peaceful ways, or passively wish for systems to be a part of. i think a chaos vs order conflict ending only in mutual understanding where everyone understands that they should just leave each other alone would slot nicely into the story that's been created so far.

you need to have watched all of the previous arcs to understand the story. i've seen people argue that they don't need to know about earlier lore to understand the prison, but that's the equivalent of only watching the final season of pretty little liars and expecting to understand the context of what's going on.

some characters aren't that morally grey. some characters, take c!tommy for example, are definitely on the whiter side for the morality scale, he's just an asshole. he's abrasive and rude and a dickhead but he also doesn't agree with terrorism, he's patriotic, he strives for a better world, he's apologetic, but he's also a fucking BITCH.

you can add onto this if you want, but not if you're a c!dream apologist. nobody likes your opinions

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The air outside was refreshing and calming.Peace and silence filled the small village located to the far south of the loud and vivid kingdom.Unlike the cozy hamlet tucked away under nature's wing the tavern was filled with people and life.Salesmen,soldiers,guards and mothers with their children occupied the cobblestone streets.Different shops and houses decorated the avenues,each one of them standing out in a unique way.Some were selling food and medicine while others focused on weapons and jewelry.

The residents who reside in the main town don't usually wonder of so far away to even get a chance to discover the petite village near the forest.People complained about unsettling feelings and experiences when they got too close to it so they mostly decide on turning back around and leaving it alone.The dark,foggy woods and wide,open fields surrounding and spreading all around the thorp could never be seen as intimidating and unnerving by the inhabitants but they sure were mysterious and full of old abandoned ruins from retired buildings that were once used as shelter and homes by many people.

Small critters and wild animals roamed the ground and claimed the wilderness as their home and safe space.From foxes to mice,wolves,bores and all sorts of birds could be spotted if enough attention is payed to the surroundings. The view from the top of the hill where the village was placed on and had written down it's history was stunning. Stargazing and sunset diving was something everybody enjoyed doing on long summer nights.Winter was usually cold and windy,so people stayed burried inside their homes warming up next to their fire places and baking bread.

One place stood out the most.A graveyard was located near the village.For such a small place the polished grey gravestones filled up quite the amount of space.Many names of people who suffored all sorts of misfortunes and unfortunate incidents were carved into the old stone.No one really liked the cemetery.Sure,places like that never gave welcoming and comfortable vibes but something about that particular graveyard felt especially unpleasant to everyone spending their lives there.

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"Tommy wait up!" A boy with hazel hair shouted at his companion who was a few meters infront of him,running recklessly deeper into the forest.It had just stopped raining a few moons ago and the ground was finally dry enough to go and explore again!Tubbo,the brown haired fella,was currently chasing after his feral brother who was too stubborn and careless to ever lend an ear to his brother. The forest scared Tubbo,but he could never admit that infront of Tommy.He knew that his twin would most likely tease him about it and drag him out into the woods even more just to prove to him that there is nothing he has to be scared about.

"C'mon Tubbo!!Don't be such a party pooper!" Tubbo had tried convincing Tommy to turn around and maybe go to their parents music shop instead.But the hot headed blond wouldn't give up on his intentions.Tubbo sighed and came to a halt.His feet were burning and they were probably bruised from all the nonstop running.He placed his palms on his thighs as he breathed heavily.He dropped his head between his arms and concentrated on calming down his rapid heart beating.After what seemed like forever the small boy got up and averted his head towards the direction where he last saw Tommy,infront of him.

"Tommy can we please just go ho-Tommy?" Tubbo stopped mid sentence.Tommy wasn't there anymore.Where did he go?Tubbo looked around,his blue eyes scanning the area. But the blond haired boy was nowhere to be found.Panic started to rise in Tubbo as he began searching for Tommy around every single corner.Now he was really starting to freak out,sweat began dripping down his forehead while his heart beat increased,it felt as if his organs were mixing up with eachother.His hands were trembling and the poor boy was at the verge of tears.

"Tommy this isn't funny come ou-!" A loud scream echoed through the forest,Tubbo's eyes were wide with fear and shock- Tommy had jumped out of a nearby tree trunk that had crashed onto the ground after a heavy storm,and managed to scare Tubbo even more than he already is. Tommy was laughing,meanwhile the hazel haired brother was clutching onto his chest tightly,now his heart must have exploded without a doubt.But the confirmation of the swift and unsteady beating convinced him otherwise.

Tubbo glared at his laughing brother who still didn't stop his cackling even though the situation wasn't that funny. "That's not funny Tommy,I was really scared.." Tubbo informed his brother,twirling his foot in the dusty ground of the to be dark forest if they didn't make their return back to their village soon.Tubbo told Fundy,their babysitter,that they were only going out for a short time period and that he and Tommy would return shortly.Now it has been over two hours and Fundy must be getting worried about the two brothers for sure.

"You're such a scaredy cat Tubbo!" Tommy playfully punched his brothers shoulder smiling. "We can go back home now if you want to,I'm hungry anyways." Tommy reassured his brother who seemed to immediately realx and loosen up at the mention of their home way.Tubbo grinned,happily nodding his head:"Lead the way then!" Tommy nervously chuckled,scratching the back of his neck:"You see,there's only one teeny tiny problem-" Tommy locked eyes with his brother a shit eating grin on his face. "I don't remember the way back."

"You what now!?Tommy please tell me you're joking,this isn't funny anymore!" Tubbo practically yelled at his brother who has been messing with his head for far too long now. He knew Tommy was reckless and he knew that his brother never thought things threw before attempting them but every normal human being with a functioning brain could surely remember their way back home.Tommy shook his head,his grin faded as he realized the situation both him and Tubbo were currently in.They were lost.

The sun was slowly disappearing behind the horizons as the moon prepared to take on it's shift and rule the sky.Pink and orange ombres were fading into purple and indigo ones.Stars that shimmered like diamonds danced happily on it.The air was getting cooler and it began to sting their exposed skin as goosebumps quickly rose over it.Tommy silently sat down on the cold grass covered ground.Tubbo copied his actions,placing himself next to his brother.The two brothers shared one glance between eachother.Tubbo crossed his arms over his knees and layed his head down on them,the brown locks of hair tickling his pale skin in the process of doing so.The young boy was close to bursting out in tears.It was cold and dark,everything seemed even more scarier than during day time.

Tommy eyed his older twin carefully.A pit of blame and regret was growing in his stomach.He knew that Tubbo was about to cry,he knew Tubbo was afraid of the forest even if he never confirmed it out loud.He noticed the expression change on his face whenever he would mention going outside.Tommy picks up on the lame excuses Tubbo lets out just so he doesn't have to come along.Tommy felt awful he shouldn't have pushed him,he shouldn't have dragged Tubbo with him.It was all his fault,they were lost becouse of him.His pale blue eyes wandered infront of him.All the trees and shrubs growing and filling up the forest looked the same to him.There is no way they would find back home during night time.

"I'm sorry Tubbo." Tommy whispered,his voice trembling as he let out those simple three words.Tubbo's head perked up,his blue eyes searched Tommy's face for any other emotion than regret and sadness but failed.Tubbo knew Tommy better than he did himself.The fact that his younger twin genuinely apologized made Tubbo's heart soar in joy. He smiled softly at Tommy,sniffing and wiping away a stray tear that threatened to fall down his reddened cheek.

Tommy felt a pair of arms wrap around him and embrace him in a warm and safe hug.Tubbo burried his face in Tommy's chest and let himself be consumed by his brothers body temperature.Tommy looked at Tubbo with suprised eyes.He blinked a few times processing what's happening.Once his brain registered what's going on,a smile crept onto Tommy's thin lips.He returned the kind gesture,throwing his arms around his brother's shoulders. Tubbo's smile grew as he held on tighter to Tommy.The two of them shared a quiet moment of brotherly affection before Tubbo loosened up and removed his arms.

"It's okay Tommy,next time we shouldn-!" Tubbo suddenly screamed,making the blond hair boy next to him yelp and jump up in suprise.Tubbo's eyes were glued onto something behind Tommy's back. "Jesus christ-You need to stop screaming so much Tubbo!My ears hu-" Tubbo grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him towards him in a hurry before Tommy could continue his complaint.The poor boy was so confused by his brothers hectic antics.He watched as Tubbo's breathing became heavy and shaky and his hands started to tremble once again.Tommy lightly grabbed them in his and tried calming the older down.

Tubbo on the other hand had other plans.He pulled his hands away out of Tommy's grasp which in return made Tommy throw his hands up in playfull defense.Tubbo's eyes didn't move one bit the whole time.Tommy followed his gaze curious to see what was so interesting that his brother didn't pay attention to him.He was concerned after seeing that Tubbo has been staring at nothing but the shadowy silhouettes emerging from the tall pine trees and the pure darkness of the mysterious greenery.

Tommy exchanged glances from that spot back to his brother.This went on for atleast five times until the baby blue eyed boy finally decided to get up of the ground and tenderly waved his pale hand infront of Tubbo's face.To his suprise his brown haired brother didn't move a muscle.He continued to stare down the spot where nothing was.It was very clear that whatever or whoever Tubbo was looking at didn't seem very appealing and calming to him.His eyes were filling up with that oh so familiar fear and panick.

"Tommy...What is that thing-?" Tubbo questioned Tommy pointing his shaky finger towards the spot he was staring down with his fearfull blue orbs,his head turned slightly to his brother's side but the direction he was keeping his eyes on didn't change.Tommy eyed Tubbo,his head cocking to the side in a confusing manner.There was clearly nothing there- Either Tubbo is scared and his imagination is playing tricks on him or Tommy is going blind.

"What do you mean?There is nothing there Tubbo." Tommy explained to his older twin,his eyes traveled to the spot once again but like the past ten minutes he wasn't able to detect any possible danger or person.

"What do you mean there is nobody there?Can't you see him standing over there?" Either Tommy was playing dumb which isn't the time for right now,or Tubbo was going crazy. "Oh my god Tommy now he is talking to me- Please tell me you can hear him!" Tommy was starting to freak out both over his brother and the fact that he started seing things and that Tubbo wasn't the one to play tricks like Tommy does all the time.Plus that scream and reaction definitely weren't fake,they were far away from fake.

"See who?Tubbo what the heck are you talking about?" Tommy inquired about the whole shenanigans that was being displayed infront of his own eyes.Normally Tommy would tease Tubbo and make it seem like he saw it to and joke around about it but this time everything seemed a little too sketchy and scary.Tubbo was rambling to himself,his whole system was breaking up and the fact that Tommy didn't see the wierd,translucent man was making him freak out even more.The poor kid was beginning to question his sanity.

"Tubbo calm down bro,what do you see?"

One harsh breath ended his waterfall of words and he seemed to start thinking of the best way to describe the see through man.It's as if Tommy could see all the cogs turning inside Tubbo's brain. "He has blond hair, a slight stubble growing on his chin and ehm,oh he is wearing a green cloak of some sort." Tommy nodded,the best thing to do,even if Tubbo did end up imagining it,was to calmly talk with the brown haired boy,his heart had enough near exploding experiences for today.

"You said he talked to you,can you talk to him?"

Tubbo looked at his brother,his breathing slowed down and he looked more awkward than afraid.Tommy watched as Tubbo shyly let out an experimental "hello?" after a few seconds passed Tubbo let out a soft "okay" and once again turned to his brother. "He can understand me." Tommy grinned,gently patting Tubbo on the shoulder and encouraging him to ask the strange man more questions.

"Can you ask him what his name is?"

"He says his name is Phil."

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"Can you ask him if he's human?"

"Phil says that he's a ghost and he died.."

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"Can he tell us how he died?"

"He says that he's not comfortable with sharing that information with the two of us."

Tommy nodded.So a ghost huh?The blond boy was confused as though why he isn't able to see and communicate with Phil.He stood next to Tubbo and listened to the one sided conversation between his brother and their new ghost friend.

"He asks what we're doing out here in the woods all alone at this time of hour?" Tubbo informed his younger twin about what Phil asked him.Tommy snickered:"Telk him we got lost while playing!" Tubbo gave one nod before turning his head back to where Phil was.The brown haired boy giggled:"He can hear you Tommy!" Pale blue eyes widened as Tommy happily grinned at the news that their ghost friend Phil could hear his voice loud and clear even if Tommy himself couldn't see or hear him.Tubbo started talking with Phil again his face lighting up as he let out a happy:" Really?!"

"Tommy,Phil says that he knows the way back to the village and he can bring us back home safely!" Tubbo enlightened his brother as he turned away from Phil to face Tommy completely.The blond boy's eyes lit up as he excitedly thanked the ghost and happily agreed to let Phil show them their way back.Everything was better,even if it's letting a wierd ghost they just met take them home,then spending the night on the cold forest ground.

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The walk home was rather comforting and sweet.During their trip back to their village Tommy couldn't help but feel safe and comfortable in Phil's presence.Phil,the ghost the two of them met in the woods wasn't seen as dangerous or violent by both of them.Tommy was walking next to Tubbo while the older twin silently followed after the ghost since Tommy didn't posses the ability to see him.The two brothers trusted Phil and his promise to bring them home safe and sound,without a single scratch or splinter.

Phil didn't talk much to Tubbo along the way.But he would gladly answer any questions the two twins throw his way. The lights that shone through the different designed windows were coming into view.And soon enough the shapes of rooftops of the houses their village consisted of could be made out.

"Tubbo!Tommy! Where are you!?" The distraught shout of a man sprawled out through the late night air.Tommy and Tubbo quickly recognized the man to be none other than their assigned babysitter Fundy.Tubbo felt a ping of regret as he remembered that the brown eyed man couldn't see with his left eye and therefore it must have been hard to look for them during this time.Before the two of them parted ways from Phil to reassure Fundy that they are indeed okay and alive,they said goodbye to Phil and thanked him for bringing them home all the way out of the forest to their village.

Tubbo told Tommy that Phil said no problem an he's always around if they want to talk to him!After both of the brothers felt the exit of Phil's presence they ran towards Fundy who was desperately walking around with a lantern and even knocking on the neighbor's doors to ask if they have seen the two troublemakers around.

"Fundy!!Over here!We're okay!" Tommy shouted in Fundy's direction.The relief that washed over Fundy's face was enormous.He was glad that he didn't have to explain how he lost both of the kids while watching them to their parents.Even though Fundy was happy that they are back in his line of one-eyed sight he was also very mad and disappointed in the two seven year olds.The two of them promised him to be back by dawn before the sun sets and now ot was way beyond two in the early morning.

"Where were you two!?Do you have any idea how worried I was about you boys?" Tubbo and Tommy shamefully shared a look between eachother as they lowered their eyes and dropped their heads to look at the floor.

"We're sorry Fundy,we got lost while playing in the woods and we had trouble finding our way back home." Fundy's eye widened,he fixed his eyepatch and softly sighed while pinching the bridge of his nose. "You two are going to be the end of me one day,ya' hear me?" He ruffled their hair with each of his scarred arms.Tubbo and Tommy giggled as Fundy continued to mess up their hair. "I'm glad you two are back home safe,did you get hurt?" Tommy shook his head for both of them. "Nope!Phil helped us get home!"

Tubbo nodded confirming Tommy's bold statement.Fundy eyed them in confusion. "Phil?Who is Phil Tommy?" The story Fundy heard that night was something he never expected.

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"So Phil's a ghost huh?" The three of them were seated at the dining table inside their house,Fundy prepared them hot stew and freshly baked bread he bought from the market today with the few silver pendants he had left. Tommy was stuffing his face with bread while he spoke: "Yeah!I can't see him but Tubbo can,and he's really nice to!" Tubbo nodded,joining in on the conversation:"He said that he's always around if we ever feel alone!" A smile formed on Fundy's lips as the man remembered the good old days of his golden childhood when he used to have imaginary friends.

He decided not to ask anymore questions about Phil as he watched the two brothers stuff their throats with the delicious food presented on the table.Fundy's eyes averted themselves to the fireplace which was producing a decent amount of fire in it.He observed each spark and each piece of ash that found their way out of the pile of wood and fell to the ground,instantly loosing their orange glow.After Tommy and Tubbo finished their meals,Fundy cleaned the table while the two of them took a bath.He could hear them laughing and splashing around in the water,once again a big smile creeping onto his chapped lips.

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"Alright you two today's been a long day so keep those eyes closed when I blow out the torches." Tubbo and Tommy were tucked into their beds,shuffling under the white bedsheets until both of them found a comfortable position to sleep in.Fundy gave them one last smirk and blew out the torches as he quietly closed the wooden door behind him and let sleep take over the two twin brothers.

"Goodnight Tommy." Tubbo yawned as he stretched out his arms and turned his body over to the colder side of the pillow. "Goodnight Toby." Tommy softly spoke,closing his eyes and again feeling that comforting and welcoming presence next to him.

That night both Tommy and Tubbo fell asleep with a smile on their face,a light wind gust filled the room that fresh summer night,and it wasn't becouse of the open window :)

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