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ok i am so gd bad at interacting with people on tumblr because most of the time i just post my writing and disappear, i havent had the time to read stuff lately but i would love more mutuals!!! especially pjo writers because ive been a pjo kid since like second grade and i wanna be more involved. so if you write for pjo/luke specifically then please comment or rb and ill give you a follow!!
#or grishaverse or lockwood and co or anything on my masterlist really#i need to stop being a tumblr hermit#i have 2.4k followers and i only follow 29 people. wtf is wrong w me#percy jackson#luke castellan x reader#lockwood and co#lockwood x reader#grishaverse#grishaverse x reader
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Pick a Card: What’s your role in this lifetime?
Choose one of the pictures in the image and then scroll down to see what your role is in this lifetime!
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here’s the masterlist
Pile 1
9S, Emperor, Death, KNOP, QOS, 3P, 9C, Lovers
The people who choose this pile probably have been forced to grow up or mature themselves from a very young age. I feel like life has been giving you a hard time ever since the beginning and you have met a lot of change during your upbringing. Life didn’t seem so stable after a while, did it? I see that your role in this lifetime is to be strong and independent and learn from all of your mistakes. In this lifetime you should be faced with many changes and challenges to further develop your soul. I feel like you will also be forced to develop your more earthly senses. If you choose this pile there’s a chance that you may have mainly earth placements or not have earth placements at all, in which case you will need to develop a more grounded sense and perspective. You are meant to become a strong and stable individual. I can also see that you were forced to become a very very logical person and you had to ignore your feelings.
I’m getting girlboss vibes from this pile. I feel like most of you who have chosen this pile would like to work in finances or want to work as some sort of leader. I can see that you have the leadership qualities but I am not sure if all of you will want this type of responsibility. I’m getting a very serious vibe from you. You are meant to accomplish great things in this lifetime and I see that the universe/God has been trying to send you messages that this is what you should pursue. Some of you may fear this type of commitment but just so you know, God doesn’t give you more than you can carry. I see a lot of happiness and stability in your life around the age of 30.
Pile 2
Hermit, 8S, 10C, KOC, 5S, Justice, QOP, 4C
First thing I heard when I shuffled was “First place you”, so perhaps many of you tend to put others’ needs above yours because of insecurities. I get that most of you who has chosen this pile are very emotional people who tend to seek constant validation or always feel like they are a victim because your efforts are almost never reciprocated. I feel like you might’ve grown up to be a people pleaser and got used to the feeling of being worthy and enough for the people around you. It’s like you’ve constantly sought love and tried to please in order to receive that love. You are quite a compassionate person, gotta be honest.
You seem very empathetic and people have used you for your empathy and your mercy so you might feel a little bit lost. I get that your role in the lifetime is to start putting yourself in first place and stop being a people pleaser or if you want to keep being one, assert some limits. You have to acknowledge that you are your own person, and realize that you have your own life and others are responsible for their own lives. You are not their mother, neither their guardian. I also feel like you have been searching for answers, and that you have probably watched countless pick a card readings on YouTube or Tumblr only to find an answer. The reason you’re feeling lost is because you have started to lose your self identity by putting other people first. You can see how I keep on telling you this, but I feel like no matter how much I tell you that you need to change this. I still feel the need to tell you once again. PUT. YOURSELF. FIRST. While I was looking at the picture for this pile I heard the word “Help” so I guess it’s pretty self explanatory.
Pile 3
10S, 4W, 8P, 9C, AOC, Fool, Empress, Hermit
I was looking at the cards just now and I thought about like you know those times when you are feeling very down and you just pray that things are going to be good again and somehow you end up distracting yourself with something very pleasant, so you just forget about that bad thing. This is the vibe that is pile gives me. I feel like those who have chosen this pile need to learn that pain is something you cannot just ignore  but you have to go through and eventually remember that you have things in life which can help you get over that specific pain. I want you to know that you are able to get over pain by yourself and you do not need anything else but yourself. You are a strong person and you can overcome everything. You’re on this lifetime seems to be that you are able to forgive, and you should forgive those who have done you wrong.
I also feel like your role in this lifetime is also to help people heal faster and enjoy their stay on earth as much as you enjoy yours. I feel like most of you are usually very optimistic people and you prefer to see the good and bad and just enjoy and just work through it but the same time also feel like you’re kind of conflicted. It’s like you don’t even trust yourself and it’s just sad because you have a lot to offer and you should realize how much happiness you can bring others how much love you can teach. Your role in this lifetime, could also be that you will have to be some sort of teacher to those who are very down and teach them how to see the world less scary when they are in pain. So yeah, I think this is your role in this lifetime. You need to learn this lesson in order to be able to help others as well, so you can accomplish this one role
Pile 4
Judgement, POS, 9W, Hanged Man, KNOP, Magician, KOP, High Priestess
Those who have chosen this pile, will need to establish a healthy connection with the divine and develop their spiritual side. I have to be honest I pretty much see in this reading that most of you who have chosen this pile tend to have this envious side, which is caused by the feeling of worthlessness.  Alright, I feel like most of you are probably already involved with spirituality or with occult or religion., so I guess we can talk about the fact that you need to start trusting your gut instinct and your intuition. Your role in this lifetime is to keep being spiritual or dive even deeper than you have already have. Manifestation comes very easily to you I see, especially physical manifestation. You will accomplish great things in this life with the help of the divine so keep on manifesting and wishing big, because it’s working.
Because of your good deeds, you will get to feel content and happy. I see that karma goes very hard for you guys, so please don’t curse or do anything negative because it will come back even harder (I don’t feel like many of you are witches who practice black magic, but still). I also see that in this lifetime you are also meant to be materially blessed and happy financially. The king of pentacles kept on trying to get out of the deck and he usually signifies very prosperous people so this could mean that you will need to become this prosperous archetype. You’ve got what it takes to become what you need to become, just trust the universe and you’ll see. Don’t worry too much about it.
Pile 5
Judgement, POS, QOC, World
Goddamn, first two cards were also in the previous pile. You might wanna check Pile 4 before reading this. I feel like those who have chosen this pile will need to focus on their knowledge and become the best possible version of themselves. This pile will need to learn what auto control really is and start accepting their responsibilities and realize that no one will do their work for them. This pile has a lot of potential, but they also need to work hard.. I feel like those will have chosen this pile need to connect to their femininity and masculinity and try to balance those two things out. I see that you are very passionate people, and that you were very gifted intellectually, but you have to realize that you need to step in to your femininity as well.
Feel your emotions. Trust your instincts don’t be afraid to be vulnerable. Be curious to explore things and don’t be afraid of life. You are meant to become a strong individual and be an example for others, so do not be any less of an example. Be happy and enjoy life. This is what you need to be in this lifetime. Learn how to balance energies within yourself out and try being more receptive to your own feelings.
Thank you for being here❤️
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hi vaguely serious messy post about hermitblr and new members and just. letting everyone know that we’ve had history with cc interaction on here before that i think would be useful for people to learn about
Trafficblr/Hermitblr has seen a lot of growth lately, largely in part from people migrating over here from the DSMP side of MCYTblr. This in of itself is completely fine! New people jumping onto the bus with us are always welcome, and the growth of the community as a whole is really nice to see.
However, I have noticed a lot of these newer blogs sharing the same very specific behaviours, and if possible, I’d like to just make a few things about the community and our history clear. Because this isn’t DSMP, and the CCs here handle content creation and their own fanbases very differently to them.
While I’m not going to go in-depth on 2019 since I don’t have nearly as much information about it as other people do, I would like to say that back then, Hermitblr was kind of an active war zone. It was comparable to how Hermittwt is now, with infighting about shipping and similar topics being the norm (however in Hermitblr’s case many of these argument were far more personal due to the smaller fandom size). What I want to point out specifically however, is when one of the CCs, Cleo, was thrown into the community infighting. I don’t remember the specifics of it, but she was sent an ask asking about shipping, and her opinions on it, and eventually dealt with so much backlash that she was forced to leave the site entirely (this post here has a slightly more comprehensive summary, if need be).
I’m just a little concerned, because there seems to have been a slight increase in that demographic of people recently. Specifically, members of the community who want to rely on CCs to dictate what happens in fan spaces; for them to give us bullet point lists of what their exact boundaries are for every single situation.
This rarely ends well. As in, it almost always just causes infighting and hostility. There will always be people making content that will “break boundaries”, regardless of any creator’s wishes. However, this is usually mitigated by the fact that many of these CCs aren’t on Tumblr (at least not anymore....mostly). The problem arises when members of the community attempt to act as Heroes Of Justice, and go out of their way to send asks to other blogs, informing them exactly of how they’ve broken the boundaries of some 40 year old adult. This is all despite the fact that said adult will....never see whatever post went against their wishes. It just encourages policing and this weird superiority....thing, where despite the lack of content creators, people are still fighting to make sure that the site is clean from any possibly upsetting posts.
I say this all while also acknowledging that many of the creators in this sphere also don’t have a very comprehensive understanding of how fandom interacts with their “characters”. To them, “shipping” has always been RPF, and there are so many other aspects of the community that simply can’t be explained easily, as they haven’t been immersed in this culture like we have. This is to say that asking for “boundaries” is likely to get you a very confused and unhelpful answer, as the Hermits have always had a very different way of interacting and viewing their fanbase than the DSMP creators do. There is no “c!” or “cc!” to them, to put it simply.
Essentially, the Hermits are adults. They’ve been doing content creation for years, and I can guarantee you they’ve seen worse things in their lives than art of their Minecraft character kissing another Minecraft character. They’ve dealt with this shit before, and if they wanted it to stop, they’re free to make a post about it whenever want. And yet, they haven’t. They leave fandom up to us. Boundaries and rules and infighting and just...all of that? Let’s leave it to the Twitter users, please. Post what you want, make sure to tag your posts correctly, and we’ll all be fine.
Also, while I’m going to try not to rehash any discourse about inviting CCs to Tumblr, I also do just want to implore you guys to consider that the environment on Hermittwt is partially the way it is because of the active presence of the Hermits there, with people flocking for attention or a single notice, and obsessively checking posts to make sure they’re not potentially “boundary-breaking” and such. Please just consider that many people are here to avoid the dynamics of that site. Tumblr is a site for fans, not for the CCs. So we create content here for ourselves, and not for them. Having creators join almost always leads to the culture of their fanbase on here changing, with content posted in the maintags being catered more towards them rather than the fanbase. (This isn’t to say that they can’t join!! But at least keeping in mind why many of us are here in the first place and weighing that against potential CC interactions would mean a lot).
I fear that my point may have been lost a little bit, but I hope my explanation at least brings a little bit of light to why many members of the community here are wary of Creators coming over to the site, and also of how many newer blogs tend to treat the CCs. Hermitblr has had some really bad history in the past when it comes to this stuff, and seeing newer fans bring over similar ideas from DSMPblr just worries me a little bit.
TL:DR - Just...please treat the Hermits like the adults they are, and keep in mind they have a very different dynamic with their fanbases to the DSMP creators. Asking for “boundaries” and granting CCs control of the fanbase will likely lead you nowhere; attempting to police fanspaces here just brings up bad memories of times when Hermitblr was a much more miserable place to be in. Plus, if you want CC interactions, please just go to twitter. Nobody here wants to deal with an attempted “cleanse” of the site to make it more palatable to CCs.
#i hope this is ok. again im not. trying to police or be a ''fandom mom'' or fucking. whatever#just giving my 2 cents on the subject. take it or leave it i don't care im not the boss of you and you dont have to listen to me#also gen if you see this and want me to remove your post just send me an ask and i'll take it out#discourse#if i said anything goofy or fucked up lmk because while i did try 2 proofread this im also not very concise nor clear#just gonna hit post. assuming this isn't gonna get more than like. 20 notes anyway so i likely wont have to worry abt ppl getting mad @ me
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Yoongi's path towards his fs please🥺👉👈
Hiii sweet non <3 It's hereeee! Thank you so much for being patient with me this week, I have been catching up on private readings and I am still not fully caught up! But I decided to release this reading because I miss doing Tumblr readings <3
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Yoongi's path to his fs
Ace of cups, page of pentacles, death
To be honest, in terms of Yoongi’s path, the main theme seems to be him becoming open to new opportunities and allowing his emotions to guide him a little bit better. He kind of does this already but he also becomes anxious at times and this doesn’t allow him to fully focus on his emotions and listen to these emotions. I feel like Yoongi has only scratched the surface when it comes to following intuition and allowing his emotions to run wild/ get out of hand. Because at times it’s ok for emotions to get out of hand. I feel like he lacks dedication towards himself, improvement and change. He is simply not committed to this right now. There is a lot of shedding that Yoongi still needs to do if he wants to be on the right path to his fs, but the death card is really calling out to me today, so I wonder if at times he calls out to his fs.
His fs’ path to Yoongi
4 of swords, the empress, 8 of cups
Yoongi’s fs needs a breaaak! A long overdue break. They are always doing something, their mind never stops, they constantly work, constantly have friends around and they just need to stop. Go into hermit mode to gather their thoughts. We know this person is powerful, they can manifest things with a snap of their fingers that’s how amazing they are, I heard “untouchable” but they just keep forgetting this! They keep forgetting how magnetic their energy is and it is very frustrating to me as a reader! I feel like this person emotionally and mentally overload themselves and they need to stop doing this and connect with themselves again. They may need to learn to let go of things that aren’t serving them anymore, but also let go of expectations that they have of others. I still feel like this person is searching for a more fulfilling career path too and once they get on this path this will help them move towards Yoongi, but right now I don’t see this being a necessity.
The energy of the path towards each other
The lovers, 7 of pentacles, 8 of cups
They…just need to decide to open up to each other. I also can’t help but feel like this upcoming Libra season is going to be a very important time for this connection and things may start to fall into place for these two. They are very in sync with each other to the point where at times they may feel each other’s energies. Communication n in the 3D is currently blocked though, but not for long. The movement will be coming and a lot of changes will be made soon, These two will be getting out of their comfort zones and I heard they need to “get out into the world” They may be travelling very far away soon but not for long. Sometimes it takes strength to walk away from tricky situations.
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Message From Your Spirit Animal!
Pick A Pile Reading
(Left to Right--- Pile1, Pile2, Pile3)
Hey, Senstea Souls!
This collective reading is regarding a special message that your animal spirit wants to convey based on your current energy. In case of personal readings feel free to drop a message in my Tumblr inbox.
Take a deep breath and read.
Pile 1
Tarot cards- 10 of wands, 6 of swords, 5 of pentacles, 2 of pentacles, Knight of wands, 8 of swords, 9 of wands
Spirit animal- Cheetah
Hello, pile 1. It breaks my heart to say this but some of you have stopped believing that there's even a purpose in your life. Definitely, you're going through a burnout. There's only so much a human can take. You feel stuck and anxious. I hear, “Bandaids don't fix bullet holes...if you live like that you live with ghosts.” Your masculine energy is overactive. You have no idea how to stop working or thinking. Overproductivity is something you're definitely struggling with. You're barely managing things. You don't want to keep juggling. I feel you're stuck in a monotonous cycle that is eating you. Seriously drop every damn thing you're carrying. You NEED a break! If there's any victory then it must be done over our mind. You work so hard I do not doubt it. But please stop now. Only you can help yourself. The light and warmth you're looking for are not in the outer world or someone else's approval. It's within you. Your spirit animal is pretty clear about it. It's asking you to find that light within you. I see that you kept doing one task after another in the hope of something turning in your favor. But you're doing something terribly wrong! You must turn toward God/source/universe or whatever you believe in. Surrender. When nothing works out we surrender. Don't worry you're not going to miss out on anything! Whoever you are working with and whatever you are working on needs to be kept aside for some time at least. I also sense that you take all the responsibility even if your body doesn't permit it. You're being unfair to yourself. Answers will come to you just stop thinking. Don't push yourself to find the right way of doing things. When God's Will comes to play whatever you do turns out to be right. JUST REST FOR A WHILE. Connect with friends and family. Give time to your relationship with God, friends, family and most importantly YOURSELF! This is not the time to set goals and run toward them like crazy. Give space. You're not your work. I sense strong Aries and Leo energy in this pile. Let your work rest. Just focus on staying calm rather than hyperactive.
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Pile 2
Tarot cards- Page of swords, The devil, 6 of cups, 9 of pentacles, The emperor, 3 of pentacles, Ace of swords
Spirit animal- Fire Ant
Hello, pile 2. I see that you guys are studying or working towards a goal. You are completely engrossed in it. But at the same time, I feel there is a disturbing emotion that you are ignoring but is bothering you. You are pretending that it isn't there. You need to take charge and heal the past hurt. You have become quite stubborn regarding this hurt and do not want to listen to the truth or your inner wisdom. Your spirit animal wants to tell you that whatever you are trying to achieve will soon be here but you better heal yourself from the past hurt or it might affect your decision regarding the blessing that is coming your way. You're sensitive pile 2 so don't try to show that you're not. Someone hurt you or tricked you and now you've become completely closed off to the purpose behind that pain and have just given yourself a narrative that is not serving your highest good. Heal yourself. Let go of the negativity and negative patterns to enjoy the blessings that are coming for you in the future.
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Pile 3
Tarot cards- Page of cups, Page of pentacles, The hermit, Seven of pentacles, Five of swords, The magician
Spirit animal- Camel
Hello, pile 3. You guys have a calm and goofy personality. Some of you may be very creative and would love traveling. You have big dreams and hopes. Your imagination makes it easier for you to live in this world. You are also very comfortable in your company. Your animal spirit appreciates these qualities but is here to warn you about losing touch with reality. You need to be patient with yourself too. You cannot hurt others in the pursuit of finding your happiness nor you can let others steal away your innocence. Yes, only you may be able to do what is needed to be done. But you have to understand that it must be done the right way. You don't need others to achieve your dreams. Don't focus on what's no more there focus on what you still have and make the best out of it. Because you can! You have everything to manifest anything you desire. Just don't be in a rush. Find a balance between work and play. Also, take time to prepare, don't be overconfident.
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What is blocking your success?
Mfs be ready for typos bc I haven't reviewed this 🤡
Choose an image starting with pile 1 to 6 from left to right.
Pile 1
Wow okay so remember how the society and capitalism constantly screams in our fuvking face telling us the reason why we're not successful? How u don't work hard enough? How u should actually be waking up at 3am to hustle bc that's how billionaires do it? Well that's fucking bullshit so get that shit out of ur mind. U genuinely think bill gates and ms kylie jenner hustled day and night to get $7.25 an hour? No baby they did not. So leave that mindset, it's stupid and it's literally damaging u. My advice would be to actually relax and spoil urself instead of shitting on urself for needing 9 hours of sleep. Baby i will be honest with u, as long as u treat urself harshly the universe will treat u the same. So give urself some love and relax, u deserve it.
Pile 2
Ya u need to stop thinking about relationships and dating and actually start planning and shit bc guess what? Shit needs planning it dont just happen out of thin air. So sit ur ass down and write down a plan and change the plan 74747 if that's what it takes for it to work out.
Pile 3
Communication. Baby u really lack the ability to properly communicate and persuade others. Trust me i get where u r coming from, people are fucking annoying but in this society we have to basically learn to stfu at times and not be honest bc truly that's what everyone does. So keep ur thoughts to urself and form relationships on a superficial level ( be detached ) just so u can progress in ur life and career. Remember people's ego are fragile so dont fuvk up ur life with being unnecessarily harsh and honest with ur words, be diplomatic and suger coat that shit till it turns so sweet they get hooked.
Pile 4
Whatever direction ur heading toward rn holds no success. So u wanna be the hermit and find urself? That's great but in this fucked up capitalistic society that wont bring u success. I genuinely hate to say this but spirituality is not possible with success ( materially and career wise at least) for you ( this is just for u bc others actually require to be spiritual to be successful). Also it's time for u associate and talk to people more, being an introvert is a big disadvantage for you, so go out, make friends and soon u will find success. Group work will bring you success.
Pile 5
Enough of planning, it's time to work. Dont just sit around and expect great shit to happen only bc u manifested it ( remember saturn rules everything material in this world, so if u want a successful career with good money, u gotta go by saturn's rules which are being disciplined and hard work) dont relay on shit that people from tiktok snd tumblr tell u to do "all u have to do is manifest by this technique" and not do shit?? Baby that's not how real life works. U work and u get what u deserve ( at least for u this is like this, hell manifestation might work for others but for u i see this as a different case)
Pile 6
Baby ur tired and i know, i truly see u worked hard and nothing happened. It's like all that hard work was wasted but relax now bc something big is coming. Baby u r getting what u deserve, idk when but it will come. Honestly im genuinely soo happy bc u truly deserve this. So what's blocking ur success? Nothing. Whatever it is, it will come at the right time.
Okay bye uglies. Hope u liked this NOW FOLLOW ME BC IM LITERALLY SO HELPFUL AND PRETTY 🥰💕
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this ended up being way longer than expected so i’m putting it under the cut ~
i miss getting tumblr anons/interacting w ppl on this site more. my old blog had almost 2k followers n i got them allllll the time. i had had that blog since 2015 tho and only stopped using it once i made this one, (after being off the net for. a long while) this is the only social media site i wanna use. i mostly just post and ghost though, barely scrolling the dash. i miss being more interactive with mutuals
i partially abandoned that blog because i felt like there were too many eyes on me 😵💫 the other part was bc i was really deep in addiction, and on top of all that i had some major creepy anonymous stalkers
i’ve been thinking abt making more diary oriented posts lately bc the weathers been whack n i’m not rly going on walks bc of that, i’ve also been pretty much a full time hermit since new years. i could prolly count on both (if not one) hand how many times i’ve seen my friends. i think this has been a good thing for me though,,,been having a personal renascence the past couple months. drawing every day, playing guitar and making mewsic etc etc
also thinking abt utilizing side blogs again. maybe make one for my drawings. i drew a couple pages of a comic i wanna work on more. mostly oc art and some photo collages.
i also wanna start posting my music. soundcloud or youtube or both. maybe make some vlogs too? part of the reason why i haven’t is because nothing feels finished, but i’ve realized i used to use my old soundcloud to track my progress creating on ableton when i first got it and had no idea how to use the program. coming to terms with nothing needing to be perfect, bc it’ll never get to that ‘perfectly finished’ point. it’s earnest and from my heart as it is. i do think i should start saving up for a new laptop though, mine is pretty old and laggy. i might jus try ripping everything to an external hard drive to clear up space n see if that helps…but a fresh start would also be nice. (plus i haven’t updated my mac since mojave because it would break ableton lol)
i finallllllly saved up and bought a new phone tho. it’s the same one i have right now but it’s from ebay certified refurbished so i feel pretty good abt it. hopefully it’ll come tomorroww, this one is starting to rly shit out on me. my alarms didn’t even go off this morning 😭 ended up being late to work
i miss going to shows a lot and hanging out w ppl. i think i’m finally starting to come back out of my shell, even jus a little bit.
might boot up my pc tonight and upload some stuff (but not holding myself to that lol) i found all of the old SD cards and some flash drives from my youth and some of the pictures are absolute gems
anywayyy long asf post lol but yea!! i hope everyone is doing ok
much loveeee <33
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There is nothing quite like the silence of a crowd.
The innumerable eyes that watch but never see,
The ears that hear but do not listen,
The hands that touch but do not hold.
It shouldn't feel this way.
I shouldn't be robbed of joy,
because no one bothers with a second glance,
Nobody rips their heart out and lays it my feet,
But I am.
And it stings.
A wretched thing that worms into a mind,
Into a heart,
Into a soul.
Sours it,
Makes it rot.
Even knowing it's all by design,
I can't quit.
It festers.
Because that need to belong,
To connect,
Is far too strong.
It is a feeling that is in constant need of being fed.
Tended.
So, when no one sees,
Or listens,
Or cares to hold you dear.
When everyone else crowds you out,
Smothers you.
Why share your joy when you'll never belong?
When your love is met with silence,
And when the crowd you yearn to be a part of,
Never lets you in.
Rant below:
So, I've been in a real weird headspace all fucking week so of course I wrote some crappy poetry about it. I want to participate and be a part of the communities I'm in. I don't think that's unusual. For me or for other people.
And maybe I'm being fucking dumb about this and inordinately petty... but I really want to be a part of the CP2077 fandom. Like, truly. It's the first fandom I've been this involved with. But it's frustrating when others don't register that you exist, especially when you spend time with them in other spaces.
I don't need validation to make things. I'm venting because I'm struggling to feel included in all the spaces and communities I want to be a part of, but am feeling elbowed out of.
I know, I know. It's social media, it's a big space, we're all vying for attention. It's tumblr and discord. I understand people aren't plugged in all the time, people live their own lives, things come up, and not everyone is into the same things I am, and I'm not expecting everyone to be friends with me. I understand all of this in principal.
I know I got to the party late, but it's been a struggle to find a space and people were I genuinely feel welcomed or acknowledged around since I got here. And I'm not the most outgoing person to begin with so talking to people I don't know well is hard. I try to be supportive of other folks I know (or even don't), but it's getting real difficult to keep doing that when those same folks don't reciprocate on any level.
I know in the back of my head, not everyone is gonna like what I make and everyone has their limits on what they're able to do. But...
Is all the stuff I make that boring or bad? Did I do something wrong or piss people off? Does my introvertedness just make me horrendous at making friends? Am I setting my expectations too high?
Or am I blowing this all out of proportion and this is some ships in the night scenario?
Rationally, it's probably that last one.
Irrationally, I don't think the majority of people would even notice or care if I drop everything, walk away, and go back to being a hermit.
Maybe everything I just said is dumb and what I really need is to get over myself.
I will at some point.
It just feels shitty right now. And I can't stop thinking, what's the fucking point? If I wanted to be by myself, it's easy enough for me to go do that.
The point is I don't want to be by myself though. I don't want to be screaming my joy into an empty room. I want to be able to do it with other people and for some reason I'm having a real hard time connecting for whatever reason.
(It's also not helping that a lot of the people I was interacting with regularly have largely dispersed. I'm not mad at them about it. You do what you gotta do. I am frustrated and angry with how negative I've been about all this this past week, and I haven't been able to shake it.)
#rant#writing#rambling into the void#poetry#thoughts on social media and fandom#but honestly this pertains to a lot of instances in my life#if i have feelings about something i can always turn it into a poem#if you actually read all this thank you sincerely#does feeling this way make me an asshole?
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it's been a while since I posted a chapter. Would someone like to tell me wtf is up with tumblr's post formatting? who changed it? i don liek.
Well, the first section gave me major writers block but the rest was smooth sailing. well, other than the fact i was delayed from kinda graduating. I am a very happy muffin due to that, and now you can deal with writing from someone with a gd degree, so take that or whatever.
Remember to check my pinned post to find all the chapters for this fic if you need a refresher.
and lastly since this is a hermit tommy au fic, thanks to @petrichormeraki for first creating the au.
Xisuma landed on what should have been the shopping district, but instead of the terraformed mushroom island filled with buildings, it was a plains area with creeper holes littering it and a few simple and broken builds. There was a cracked nether portal, not able to let anyone through, but still humming with magic, something that worried Xisuma more.
Tommy had been living with the Hermits for a good amount of time. At first he was terrified of all of them, Xisuma especially, but over time he was able to relax and feel safe. Tommy had also shared some of what was going on before ending up in Hermitcraft, but they all knew it had to be worse than he was describing it. But this was even worse than Xisuma thought if it was all real. The large open space meant it was easier for mobs to spawn, worsened by the lack of structures for safety. Then factor in the damaged portal, and things could get… messy.
Xisuma was used to hearing his own voice come from elsewhere, whether from recordings, or from his brother’s mouth, but neither of those should have been around. But as he approached the log walls of what fit the description of what Tommy’s home had been in exile, Xisuma still managed to hear someone talking that sounded too much like himself. And then when it stopped, there seemed to be a quiet reply from Tommy.
Though the walls of Logstedshire stood fairly well, everything inside the wall was gone, replaced with a deep hole from who knew how many explosions. And standing in the center of it all was Tommy, a copy of Xisuma right behind him.
Not wanting whatever was happening to continue, Xisuma slid down into the pit, running over to Tommy and the fake, calling out for the teen. Tommy looked up, then between the admin and his copy before the copy seemed to whisper something in Tommy’s ear.
“Hey! Get away from him!” Xisuma called out, wishing he had some way to easily separate the imposter and Tommy. Even more so when he finally reached Tommy and the teen flinched. “What were you saying to him? What did you do?”
Sure, Xisuma could be a bit of a derp, and while he knew the ins and outs of actually being an admin, in practice he wasn’t always the ‘best admin’ as everyone claimed he was, the start of season six being an example of that. But when it came to his hermits, he hated the idea of them getting hurt on his watch. Especially the younger hermits. If he had a way to keep them safe, he was going to try it. So seeing Tommy like this, especially due to a copy of himself, really hurt.
With a few quick movements, Xisuma moves Tommy to him and his own body between the teen and his copy. Tommy was covering his ears and had his eyes squeezed shut, his body tensed. Xisuma wasn’t sure how to help with any of that, too worried about making it worse, so he went to look at the other version of him again, only to find them gone.
After whirling around to look just about anywhere, the imposter seemed to really be gone, which on one hand was good to not deal with, but also worrying, as Tommy could be more likely to mistake him as the fake Xisuma.
“Tommy. Tommy, Tommy. Can you tell me what I was just saying?” He asked while carefully pulling one of Tommy’s hands away from his ears. Sure, the easy thing to do would be to claim everything the fake said was a lie, but after one too many hermits having come to him in the past convinced him otherwise. Tommy’s former admin had isolated Tommy like this, hurt him, then claimed that they alone were Tommy’s friend. And the teen was in a situation where he was desperate enough to believe it. So in saying the imposter was lying, they could have not been and were just twisting truths.
‘ban.’ Was the only word Xisuma could hear from Tommy. He had said more, but they were too quiet to be heard. “I said I was going to ban you?” Xisuma asked to be sure, and Tommy nodded. “I would never ban you.” And then Xisuma was reminded of how this place worked. It was based on what the other person thought or believed in. On one hand, that fact hurt, but it was only because Tommy had been hurt so much already. “Other than me saying it, why would you believe that?”
Tommy flinched at the question, likely interpreting it as accusatory. He spoke again, but had to repeat himself, Xisuma finally catching the word ‘brother’. Immediately Xisuma’s thoughts went to Grian, him being the one they were after, but Xisuma still asked which brother, only to be shocked when his own brother’s name was spoken. He was quiet, trying to figure out what to say while also keeping his emotions in check. “I… you’re right. I have banned him before.”
Tommy tried to pull away from Xisuma, and while he loosened his grip, the admin didn’t let Tommy go fully. “I know, I’m sorry. Tommy, I’m sorry it’s hard to believe, but I would never ban you. Especially after what happened with my brother. He… he had been a pain since we were in season two. Trying to destroy the world again and again. The closest I got to banning him before had been trapping him in a lava pool until he left on his own.” Tommy tensed and X quickly clarified. “Xannes is immune to fire and lava. I think due to his hacking.” And that seemed to calm Tommy down a little bit.
“I said he couldn’t come back until a certain time. He wasn’t officially banned, he just followed the unofficial rules.” Xisuma then smiled for a moment. “I helped him a bit and he hung around season five for a time. Made a friend, told me a little about his own server, which I now know is Hels.” And with the mention of the somewhat alternate reality, his smile went back to a frown. Sure Tommy couldn’t see the admin’s mouth behind his helmet, but the sadness in his eyes was enough. “In season six, he was back to being evil again. And one day I couldn’t deal with it anymore. So I did what the others had suggested multiple times in the past, and finally banned him. I… didn’t know what would happen.”
“For most things outside of Hermitcraft, if I needed to ban him, I would. Done it a few times with some solo worlds. He’d of course always find a way back in. And then hermitcraft himself, he’d find loopholes in unofficial bans. But when I actually banned him, it all went wrong. Normally it sends you to what is considered your home world. If that place was the one you were banned from somehow, you would be sent to the world you frequent most after that. When I banned my brother, he was mostly living in Hels at the time, so, when I banned him, whatever natural magic tried to move him there didn’t work, trapping him in the void. I didn’t even find out until a bit after he escaped, and he was immediately upset at me. I don’t blame him for that though.”
“But because of all that, unless the situation is dire, I’m not planning to ban anyone again. And I doubt I’ll have much reason to.” At this point, Tommy had mostly calmed down, so Xisuma was able to look him in the eyes. “Sure, maybe you’re not the ‘ideal’ hermit, but who is? Doc finds a break in reality to exploit at least once a month, Mumbo’s machines create time distortions that affect anyone nearby, and Grian’s likely created more chaos than any one hermit on their own. I’d never consider banning you and if for some ungodly reason I tried what your last admin did and sent you to a place like this, the Hermits would come to visit you anyway.”
Tommy pulled away slightly. “You’re still admin. You could make them stay away.”
“Tommy, has anyone ever told you about someone named GenerikB?”
Tommy shrugged. “Maybe? Sounds sort of familiar.”
“He was the original admin. Hermitcraft is named after him like how your old world was named after Dream. But he only made it because he was jealous he wasn’t invited to a different world. Then once he was allowed there, we didn’t have an admin. And not having an admin for a while can be dangerous, so eventually I offered. I had some experience before and I especially started learned more after the fact, but from the start I was only admin out of nessity. Legally, I’m listed as admin, but I’m not the only hermit who has admin abilities in the world and I normally just act as any other player. Remember back when you first joined, you were around Grian so much, you didn’t know I was admin.”
Tommy nodded to that, but still was looking away from Xisuma. “You’re still admin… Dream didn’t have his fancy powers, but he was still admin.”
“That’s true.” Xisuma agreed. “I’m sorry. I wish I had whatever words would reassure you. To be completely honest, I’m a little hurt.” And out of the corner of his eye, Xisuma could see Tommy suddenly look back at him, likely worried he had messed up. “I’m hurt I didn’t notice that you were hurting this much. We’ve all been dealing with what scares us here, if the other things we’ve gone through are any indication. Obviously you’re still worried about me turning out like your old admin. I’m sorry I never noticed you felt that way. I don’t know if I could have ever helped it, but I want to care for all the hermits. And that includes you.”
It was quiet for a bit before Tommy spoke up again. “It’s not just ‘cuz you’re admin. The Dream SMP was just really fucked up. My friends abandoned or betrayed me, those that didn’t do either got killed, the one person who said they were my friend was pretending and manipulating me, and my family was fine to pretend I don’t exist. ‘Course I’ve been hanging out with Grian since he’s pretty pog and right up my alley with his pranks and shit, but he’s always around Mumbo and the bots. The bots always called you their grandpa, which I thought was because of the whole shit with you being admin or whatever, but then one time I heard Mumbo calling you dad.”
That last bit seemed to be news to Xisuma with how much it surprised him, and Tommy made note of that, but otherwise kept talking. “My guess is because he was around my age when he showed up or whatever. Basically grew up here. There. Whatever. But before then, I was fucking fine, I was dealing with it. But I’m practically family with them and then he spouts the bullshit of you being his dad and… suddenly you’re like family, friend and admin all shoved into one, and none of those worked out for me.”
“And you started waiting for the other shoe to drop again.” Xisuma finished for Tommy, who nodded. “If you would like, when this is all done, I can leave you alone. If you want something else, you don’t have to contact me directly, you can ask someone else to do it for you.”
“Thanks.” Tommy replied, quietly, the spoke up again in a sadder voice. “This was stupid. I was just stuck here and everyone had to go through more traumatic shit.”
“That’s not true. You’ve told us about this place. I and the others have seen how your’re- …you have a distaste for plains biomes. Just being here must have been bad enough. Not to mention whatever was going on before I arrived.”
“What about the others?”
“Well I was the only one able to get here, I think because of my being an admin, though Wilbur was able to see something on what was going on here.”
“Ghostbur was one of the people who was in e-exile with me.” Tommy explained, struggling to say the word directly.
“Ah, well, that explains that. Now, would you like to go over to the others? Or do you want to start by going elsewhere that’s quiet to calm down first?”
“Can we do the first one?” Tommy asked, and Xisuma nodded, then asking whether they wanted to fly or for him to teleport, which Tommy picked the latter option.
Xisuma took them to the replica of Cleo’s base, the zoo setting being one that Tommy enjoyed normally and seemed to find calming enough in the present. The pair took some time to ground the teen, trying to think of topics less related to the current issue, but Xisuma knew that there was still something going on, since they were still stuck in this imagined scenario’s world. “So, what do you think the others are up to?”
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“Alright, so you’ve got a lot of hybrids and shifters in Hermitcraft, right? Like you’re a creeper hybrid.” Paul spoke up. They had been waiting a while, so he had been trying his best to keep the conversation going and not make the wait seem so long.
“Yeah.” Doc agreed. “And I guess also cyborg at this point. Before you ask, the goat horn is just cosmetic like the metal one.”
“Got it. And I know Bdubs has latent genes. Anything come up yet?”
“No, not yet. He’s still holding out hope. You know I’ve taken a couple looks at him.” Doc paused, thinking something over before speaking again. “To be honest, season 5 was… a mess in more ways than one, but it was the first time something tried coming out. At least it seemed like it.”
“So something jungle or arboreal based most likely. Ever talk with Joe about it?”
“Nah, he may know more in general because of the, y’know, Herobrine thing. But he doesn’t know anything about that.”
“That’s a shame.” Then Paul went over what he knew. “Well, let’s see, so you and Bdubs are both hybrids, Joe’s a higher being. I know Beef’s just human.”
“Hey, I don’t think you can call any of us Hermits ‘just human’ man.”
“Well, it terms of the scale, yeah he’s human, unless I’ve missed everything from the past however many years.”
“Nah man, you’re right. Beef’s essentially just human.”
The two walked along a bit before Paul spoke again. “So, you’re friends with Ren, who’s a shifter, but says he’s a werewolf most of the time.”
“Yeah, he’s fine with that term. He just dealt with a lot of hybrid stigma growing up so it’s easier to have people call him a werewolf instead of going at old wounds.”
“Makes sense. Now let’s see. Grian’s obviously an avian, based on what I know he’s more on the shifter side of things?”
“Honestly, who knows man. Watcher stuff makes it weird. Normally he stays the same but it’s when that Watcher stuff happens. And apparently that happens with any Watcher, human or being.”
“Got it. Well your admin’s a voidwalker. Tommy might have latent genes from his heritage, but he might just be like Wilbur and just be human. Keralis I’m ninety percent sure is human.”
“More sure than we are.” Doc replied, half laughing.
“Zedaph’s a sheep hybrid as well as being the Reaper. He’s friends with… Tango and Impulse I believe? The first of which is netherborn and the second is… are they human?”
“Yeah Tango’s netherborn, but Impulse is actually a demon.”
“No kidding.” Paul said, a little surprised, but ended up just nodding his head, accepting it as fact. “Oh, is Biffa still around?”
“No. He left. He’s ended up more secluded than you. But it’s fine. He needed the break.”
“Well I hope he’s doing well.” Paul paused as EX walked over. “Any updates?”
“Ugh, no. Either Xisuma has forgotten, the derp that he is, or he can’t actually change it to let any of us in. So he’s stuck out there alone with Tommy to fix things.” The Xannes looked between Doc and Paul. “What are you talking about?”
“Well I thought I’d ask Doc if Bdubs’ latent genes had come out yet.” Paul explained.
“Alright?” EX just looked more confused, then turned to look towards Doc.”
“Bdubs is a hybrid, but we don’t know what of yet. Then we just started covering what all the hermits are since half of us aren’t really human.”
Xannes looked back and forth between Doc and Paul before huffing. “Fine, just leave me out of it.”
As the hels walked away, Doc chuckled. “Well sort of obvious. He and X are brothers.”
“Yeah… Well, let’s see who’s next. Oh, right. How could I forget Etho?”
“Because of the fact that no one actually knows? Even with some actual testing, I still don’t know because he manages to screw up the results.”
“I’d suggest it could be magic, but that’s, what, Scar Cub and… Her name was Stress, right?”
“Yeah. Some vex dealings and then fae lineage with Stress. She and Impulse get on well enough though.”
“Good to hear.” Then Paul counted on his fingers, knowing the number of hermits, but not recalling off the top of his head how many he had named compared to how many he knew. Then, he seemed to remember more and snapped his fingers. “Right. Cleo. Easy enough to just say zombie hybrid, right?”
“Yeah, pretty much.”
“Then Jevin. He’s aetherkind, right? Modded world? Swet hybrid?”
“Yeah, you know your stuff. But I mean, he’s the obvious one.”
Paul had to take a moment to realize what Doc meant. “Right! Wels. Also Aetherkind as counterintuitive that is.”
“Yeah. Named after the dimension his home doesn’t even naturally belong in. I’m sure someone out there has it the other way around.”
Paul shrugged. “Maybe. Then you’ve got TFC who’s at least partially an ancient with what I know. And everyone else except Mumbo is human.” Doc was silent for long enough that Paul doubted what he had just said. “Wait, are one of them not human as well? Sorry, Your letters always implied-”
“Mumbo’s human too.” Doc spoke, making him and Paul stare at each other like the other of them was crazy.
“No… He’s a being. Latent hybrid maybe. But I can tell something’s there.”
“But he’s not like Etho. There’s no way he’s messed with the results.”
“Then something’s up. Maybe if he had stayed in Hermitcraft, I could concede being wrong. But he’s been with us the whole time. I know he’s something. You know I know.”
“Yeah well…” Doc stood back up. “For once, I think you’re wrong.”
As Doc walked off, Paul looked over to where Mumbo stood, getting into a small argument with EX. “And I know I’m right. I just don’t know the full answer.”
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Things had not gone that well when Grian and the girls got back to the castle. Finding Aven hadn’t helped much. It was frustrating enough with him calling them ‘Grifter two’ ‘yellow Nightmare’ and ‘Wile’s kid’ the entire time, but anything he knew about The Dark was shaky at best since he was mixing up facts and sometimes sprinkled in unrelated information. They tried piecing some stuff together after the talk to learn that the place has some sort of stupid strong creature guarding the place you first showed up in, and you had to kill it to get anywhere else. How to get anywhere else was the question because then Aven started talking about a ‘Finny’ and the Warden Soul and maybe a gateway? It was practically incomprehensible, so eventually Flora was the first to give up and dragged Astrid and Grian away so they could rest for tomorrow.
They woke up bright and early, or maybe even dark and early because the sun wasn’t even up yet when the door to the room in the castle they were staying with was broken down. Astrid and Grian woke up easier than Flora did and were quicker to notice that there was someone else in the room that wasn’t supposed to be there. The lights were turned on and Grian was even more freaked out to see a dragon standing in the middle of the room. It had black eyes that contrasted against its toxic green scales that screamed danger. For a moment he wondered if this is how he was finally going to die, when he was more upset if it was going to be embarrassing as, in an almost cartoonish fashion, a tiny bipedal goat walked from behind the dragon, their legs moving in a near blur as they moved at a normal walking pace.
“H-hello?” Grian asked, not sure how to react to the current situation. He was trying to have a nice greeting but it just came off terrified. The goat seemed to notice this and turned to the dragon, waving one of their little cloven hooves, hands? Whatever they were, and the dragon suddenly shifted into a more hybrid form, scales seeming to change into a royal looking jacket and the black eyes becoming cracked sunglasses. “R-right, that’s less terrifying.”
“Slatt!” The little goat man spoke up, then continued with some loud chewing noises? Grian had gone so quickly from terrified to extremely confused he had a bit of whiplash. Some other phrases the tiny thing had were ‘Kiddie.’ ‘They thought I was gay.’ ‘Rice man.’ and also some slurping noises? Eventually they were stopped when Astrid threw her bat, er, umbrella at them, opened up the side room’s door, and brought out Jane. “Kiddie! Kiddie! Slatt!”
The goat man grabbed Jane’s hand and left the room, and the dragon hybrid nearly did too before the door shut on its own. The dragon looked back towards the trio, hand changing into claws before they were bonked on the head with a pillow by Flora. “Next time Toob wants something from us, he can ask us himself instead of sending you two.”
“We were visiting anyway. World is shut for a reset, so we’re here for the day. Slatt was very upset to learn our granddaughter was missing.”
“Ah, so you’re whipped is what you’re saying.” Flora huffed. “It was a goddamn prank. She was fine. Silski and Astrid are good enough… acquaintances that he could have shown up or gotten Toob to send a message for him., made this simpler.”
“Oh well, guess we were too rightfully concerned.”
‘I hope you choke on a sweet roll.’ Astrid signed, but it didn’t seem the dragon hybrid knew sign since he just nodded and left.
After that, Flora fixed the door and the trio tried to get back to sleep, and at the very least she was able to, but Grian and Astrid, not so much. And that was about where they were now, lying in the dim light, listening to Flora snoring. Fortunately, it was easy enough to have a silent conversation. ‘You can’t sleep either?’
Astrid frowned, not immediately signing back. It gave Grian a chance to actually look at her, since she didn’t wear her mask to bed. She was still mostly encased in her hoodie, but grian could at the very least see everything below her eyes, noticing a few freckles on her cheeks and the bridge of her nose as well as a few scars littering her face. Her lips looked a bit chewed up, but otherwise there weren’t any fresh wounds, which was slightly comforting to know those scars probably weren’t recent. ‘Not really. Not a fan of getting barged in on.’
‘You too?’
‘When your brother is the admin, no locks can keep him out.’
‘I stopped locking the door because they kept getting broken and we couldn’t afford it. Just had to live with getting barged in on.’
‘It sucks’
‘Yeah it does. Though a friend of mine managed to get something set up so we had one day to ourselves.’
Astrid just nodded, seeming to think something over before signing again. ‘My sister’s like this too.’
‘Yeah, I knew about the animal thing. What’s the sign for HYBRID?’
Astrid quickly showed Grian the signs related to hybrids before giving some clarification. ‘Vee and I are both adopted. Our dad was in a shitty situation growing up, so he ended up finding us, saw the shit we were dealing with, and decided we were his kids now.’
‘Oh, that sounds cool.’
‘Yeah. Vee mainly lived with her actual mom when she was little. Her dad was out of the picture, which sucked because her mom was fucking horrible. Liked exotic pets, decided a five year old was perfect to look after them.’
‘That sounds horrid.’
‘Yeah’ Astrid signed, nodding, ‘So she only really associates animals and their parts with danger and bad. Claws and beaks hurt, ears and nose track her, tails trip her up, wings hit her, etcetera.’
‘Yikes. At least I could hide my wings if I tried meeting her. Doesn’t seem like Flora can do that.’
Astrid shook her head, then looked over to Flora. ‘Well, we should try to get a little more rest like her.’
‘Yeah, thanks for letting me talk. Or- you know.’
Astrid gave Grian a thumbs up, then rolled over and pulled the blanket she was using back over her. Grian looked over at her for a few more seconds before doing the same and before long, he managed to get to sleep again.
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Hours later, Grian had been led to the foot of a giant temple thing. It was sort of like if someone had shoved a snow tower on top of a pyramid of ice, but also giant as hell. Though he still didn’t know how Cerus really was, one look at this place made him get some ideas. It also didn’t help that just before stepping into the perimeter of the place, both Astrid and Flora drew their weapons, leaving Grian to do the same.
As they walked through, Flora seemed the most alert, her ears swiveling every which way to catch any sound she could. Grian was also hoping that he could pick something up since based on what little he knew about hybrids, most if not all also had heightened senses of some sort. But it didn’t seem to work out when he looked in the opposite direction of the other two and only noticed one of the stone statues was different not even a second before it grabbed him.
The girls pointed their weapons at whatever Grian was being held by, but didn’t get a chance to attack before Grian started kicking and managed to hit a weak point enough to get away. Turning, he was finally able to get a good look and see it wasn’t a stone statue. Though shaped like the other statues, it was metallic, and also seemed to have some sort of pink cloak over it. Lastly it seemed to have ruby eyes, like no, it wasn’t a red color, but actual rubies as its eyes.
“Cerus.” Flora spoke up, and even though it should have been obvious, Grian was still a bit surprised that this was the person they had come to see. “Look we just owe someone and they cashed it in to make us get info out of you. We would have loved to ask Aven, but he’s…”‘No brain cells.’ “Yeah he’s got no brain cells.”
“What information could you possibly think I would give away?”
“We’ll fight you for it if need be.”
“Wait, no I don’t agree to this.” Grian spoke up.
“Smart kid. Fine,” And Then leaned down and spoke in a babying voice. “What do you think I’m gonna tell you about?”
“The Dark. You’ve been there, and my uncle opened it up again, but we don’t know what’s on the other side and Astrid’s older bother already fucked with it.”
“Older bother?” Cerus asked, a metallic eyebrow raising, making Grian wonder how that was supposed to work.
“I can’t think of a better way to insult him. Suggestions would be lovely. I stuck all my brain cells on a trio name and Wassa ended up being the one to pick it.”
“Oh. That explains it. He wants a catalyst or some growths, doesn’t he?”
“Yeah, essentially.” Grian spoke up, not sure if when Cerus turned to look at him, they were glaring or not, because the eyebrows could move, but the gem eyes didn’t change shape at all. “I had some weird shit on my wings, we got it looked at because it was mushroomy, and now he wants more as payment. Or more, he just wants to know if he’ll get permakilled to get it.”
“Oh, well that’s simple enough.” Cerus said with a slight chuckle. “I’m sure Flora-” “Fleur.” “Whatever. Your uncle fixed it properly. Nightmare was still fucking around so things would have been broken there. The only thing that would screw things up is if the place closed up again while you were in there. Respawns were working fine until that happened.”
Astrid and Flora were fine with the information and started to leave, but Grian hesitated. “Who didn’t get out? Was that Aven? Is that why he’s a ghost when no one else is?”
Cerus was taken aback for a moment before huffing. “I heard that there was supposed to be a younger Grifter about, but I didn’t realize you would be just as nosy.”
“Sorry… I was just curious.”
Cerus crossed his arms and the rubies seemed to glow for a moment, maybe in anger or something, but then he sighed. “Someone… working with us got trapped in there when the place first got locked down. That was their punishment similar to Aven’s… current situation was his punishment and my consistent residence in this world is mine.”
“You mean you can’t leave?”
“That’s correct.” Then he looked at Flora, definitely glaring this time. “You can thank a relative of yours for that. Not your grandfather.” He tacked on at the end when Flora started to open her mouth.
‘Well I think that’s all we need. Aven had enough wits about him to mention there’s a monster on the other side. We just needed respawn info.’
“Well I’m glad I could help you so you won’t just stick around bothering me. Now, leave before I make you.”
And not wanting to test the patience of the statue man, Grian grabbed Flora and Astrid and ran them out of there. “So, I guess we got what we needed?”
“I mean I think? Now I’m wondering who in my family Cerus dealt with?”
Grian’s wings twitched slightly and the mycelium grew a little quicker for a moment. Neither of the other teens noticed, instead focusing on his following question. “Does… Does the name ‘The Warrior’ mean anything? I ran into Aven before since I’m living in the castle, and he mentioned that name.”
“Ugh, yes it does.” Flora grumbled. “Great Uncle. Also death, but in his own way. He’s the chicken guy. Well, the big reason they’re a death omen.”
“Ah, I guess that makes sense. Speaking of chickens, let’s get home. I want to make sure Sally’s fed well enough. She keeps not wanting to eat normal food but instead he’s getting into people’s chests and eating icestone?”
“That’s weird. But yeah, you can figure that out, I think I want to ask Grifter about the guests we’ve got.”
‘And I should check in with dad. Meet up in a few hours?’
And the teens parted ways to meet back up later at the castle, though while Flora and Astrid did as they said, Grian didn’t make it to Sally, someone else getting there first.
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“Hey, there they are!” Techno shouted, getting everyone’s attention. They looked to see Xisuma and Tommy in the distance, walking towards them. Tommy looked a little tired, leaning against Xisuma who was helping keep the teen up, and at the very least they could see Tommy’s mouth moving sometimes, so there was probably some sort of conversation going on.
The first person to run over to the pair was Grum, who when he reached them, tackled Tommy with a hug with enough force he almost fell over. After that, Xisuma picked Tommy up and just teleported them the rest of the way to the group before helping him sit down. “So, what took you so long?”
Xisuma rolled his eyes at his brother before hugging him, which just left Xannes frozen with surprise even after the hug ended. “Tommy just needed to talk for a while and I talked with him.”
“If that’s all he needed, why are we still stuck here?” Phil asked, getting a jab in the ribs from Paul, hand enough to leave him doubled over from getting the wind knocked out of him. He was still able to flip him off before fully recovering, though it wasn’t helped by Tommy nudging him enough to cause the avian to fall over. “What the fuck was that for?”
“I’m getting a new dad.” Tommy answered, Getting a confused look from Phil once he realized Tommy was serious and not just making a joke.
As Phil started to open his mouth, Xisuma stepped in and held a hand up to silence him and then gestured to Tommy. “Give him a chance to talk.”
It took a bit before Tommy got the confidence to actually speak. Before he got any words out, Mumbo had his hands over Grum’s ears, almost sensing just how vulgar Tommy was about to get. “Look. I went through a lot of shit that you three didn’t give a fuck about. Tech was acting like a cunt from almost day one with his bullshit about anarchy as if that shit had anything to do with the crap we had to deal with growing up. Wilbur was a pussy that gave me ptsd well before that green bitch did shit to me. Like I looked up to you and you treated me like shit and then were too much of a pussy in the end to kill yourself and made dad did it first. And then Dad, you showed up because you only fucking finally paid us enough goddamn attention to figure out the bullshit we were dealing with from that green motherfucker, but you still acted like a dick and shut yourself away and didn’t give a shit when I disappeared. I’ve got no fucking clue how true it was, but I’ve heard from at least someone that you and some others thought I fucking deserved what I got. You only gave a fuck when you thought I killed myself because you suddenly realized you were down to one kid and maybe realized that maybe you could be less of a fuckface and try to fix it, only managing to screw me over more. Because because of you guys, I might have gotten an actual goddamn good family but I was so fucked over, I thought they would be just as shitty as you three. So yeah, maybe you’re technically still family, but I’m getting my own fucking peace of mind and getting Xisuma to adopt me or some shit so if you fuck things up again, I’m not stuck with you people.”
There was a bit of shocked silence as people tried to comprehend what just happened before Paul shook Phil’s shoulder a little to pull him from his thoughts. “Well… fuck, I can’t really just apologize to fix that.” Phil started but then sighed and nodded. “But fine. I’m sure if I said no, you’d still do it. I already dealt with a bit of a mess with Wil and Fundy, I don’t want to deal with another, so go ahead.”
“Well fuck that!” Grum spoke up, getting a quick scolding from Mumbo. “Family’s weird but I’m still calling you my brother like we covered before. Stop trying to be an uncle because it’s not working on me!”
Mumbo went to scold Grum again, but Tommy just laughed and ruffled Grum’s nonexistent hair. And that seemed to do it, because in a few moments, the scenery changed, and instead of the enlarged base, all but one of them found themselves standing in a sort of cross between residential and shopping districts that looked unfamiliar to most of them, but clearly overgrown. The cheerful tone immediately shifted to a more grim one as simultaneously, Paul, Mumbo and Xisuma all spoke. “This is Doc’s.”
#hc x dsmp#hermit!tommy au#hermit!tommy#xisuma#xisumavoid#dadsuma#tommyinnit#paul soares jr#docm77#evil xisuma#mumbo jumbo#grian#watcher grian#grian xelqua#yhs grian#hels!drista#hels!fundy#hels!captainsparklez#hels!jschlatt#hels!tubbo#hels!eret#hels!foolish#technoblade#philza#philza minecraft#grumbot#did!grumbot#wilbur soot#ghostbur
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When DWIT thoughts came out. I was graduating my sophomore year of high school. I am now a sophomore in COLLEGE. I remember talking to my therapist in detail about the redux episode over online therapy in July of thr first wave of the pandemic. And since then, what have we really got? I feel bad bitching about this because the one friend I tried to talk about it was like 'content creators don't owe people anything'. Except. They kinda do if people are literally paying them via patreon? And it's the main thing you're known for? And you give us nothing in between?
Idk, part of me just wants closure. That's why I fucking hate what's happening to the dsmp right now. I left Sanders Sides for the DreamSMP and honestly, I don't regret it. But Dream and Thomas have something in common. Taking an amazing, unique series. And never giving the fans proper closure. Granted Dream is worse than Thomas because he's an actual groomer, but the situation with the finale and dsmp season 2, which I won't be watching, felt all too familiar.
If Thomas wants to stop doing Sanders Sides, or even can't, he should TELL US. He should tell us no more content us coming. That he's sorry, but without Joan(I hope I spelled their name right) he can't continue. Apologize, but step away. At least we'd have an answer!
I'm sorry for rambling in your ask box. You just seem to be the only person actually talking about this. I've unfollowed most Sanders Sides account, deleted all the fanart off my phone, stopped roleplaying. But I met my best friend, my WIFE through Sanders Sides on tumblr! I named myself after a character! I sent that ask (the one about being named Patton) when I was half asleep and a little delusional after studying all night.
I wish I had waited till I was into MCYT to name myself. I fucking realized I was trabs because of Thomas. If I had the Dsmp, or Hermitcraft, I'm pretty sure my name would be Wilbur, or Ren. But I chose Patton. And the guy who helped me chose my name, is kind of a dick.
literally i don’t understand how people can say “thomas doesn’t owe us anything” as if there aren’t people literally putting money directly in his pockets via patreon so that we can have content. MAKE IT MAKE SENSE.
idk anything about dsmp other than what ive gleaned from mutuals’ posts, but i believe u lol (im more of a hermits kinda guy, particularly smajor, goodtimeswithscar, and LDShadowLady) (really hope nothing comes out about those three or i might quit the internet /hj)
and yeah thomas needs to be upfront about the behind the scenes shit (which is why im glad he posted that video recently!!! even if i feel like the details are still… somewhat vague… but he’s trying i guess?)
im sorry everything’s turned sour for you patton </3 i get it, believe me i get it
let’s just hope that things improve at least somewhat 🤞🏻
#and i dont wanna be the guy whos like ‘you used a word wrong’ but idk if you used the word delusional right lol#like i dont wanna assume your experiences but as a literal delusional person im. wary about that word lmao#asks#ts critical#ts criticism
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Fist tumblr post, take chapter one of a watcher Grian story
With one beat of his powerful parrot wing, Grian leaped into the bright blue sky. He soared through the small town of boatem. It was a normal day on hermitcraft, Mumbo was farming potatoes, Pearl was working on her base, Scar was… Grian tried not to laugh as he watched the man run in circles from a creeper. Grian rolled his eyes and dived down to Scar. He pulled out his sword as he landed and stabbed the creeper in the back. The two watched as the enemy in front of them dissolved into dust. “Grian!” Scar exclaimed. “Y’know I thought I was toast.”
“Yeah, well you're welcome. Where’s your armor and weapons anyway?” Grian asked. “Oh! It's sorta a long story but you see it started when…” Grian watched the man ramble on about his day. You really couldn’t stop Scar when he got talking. “And then I fell in the boatem hole,” he finished.
As Scar finished his story Grian felt an oddly familiar feeling. A feeling he thought he had escaped a long time ago. And that was the feeling of being watched. He uneasily glanced around and pressed his wings closer to his back. He was brought out of his thoughts by Scar. “Grian are you alright?” He asked. “You’ve gone all pale.”
“Oh me, I-i’m fine,” Grian answered. Scar may have been oblivious at times but Grian knew he wasn’t stupid, and that display wasn’t fooling anyone.
“Are you sure–” he was cut off by a ping on both their communicators. Grian quickly pulled it out of his pocket, thankful for the distraction.
“X called a server meeting,” he muttered. “It must be important, he told us to come immediately. We should probably get going.”
“You go ahead, I need to get a spare elytra,” Scar said.
“Alright, well I’ll see you there!” With that he beat his wings and soared into the sky. The message had said the meeting was at spawn so that's where he was headed. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed the familiar shape of Pearl coming towards him. She beat her moth wings a little harder to catch up to him.
“Hey G,” She said. “What do you think the meetings’ about?” Grian hesitated before answering. He knew very well what it was about. There was no doubt in his mind the watchers were here, and they were here for him. He trusted Pearl, she was his adopted sister after all.
“They found me,” he muttered. Pearl glanced at him in surprise.
“What!? How?!” She asked in a panic.
“I don’t know but we need to stay calm. I don’t want Xisuma to know I’m… one of them,” he said.
“What if you told them you were a watcher,” she suggested.
“Now that’s the stupidest suggestion I’ve ever heard,” he said. “They’d kick me out for sure, or worse yet, permakill me.”
“Grian, you and I both know the hermits would never do that. This is my first season of hermitcraft and I can tell they care about you, Grian. Just think about it…” The rest of the flight was silent, all that could be heard was the beating of wings and the whistling of the wind.
Soon enough they made it to spawn. Most of the hermits had already gotten there. Grian and Pearl sat down next to each other at the round meeting table. After a few minutes the rest of the hermits arrived and the meeting began. “I’ve called you all here today to address some very serious matters,” Xisuma began. “Earlier today I was visited by a watcher.” Grian could feel his heart beating faster and faster. Murmurs of surprise rippled through the crowd.
“But watchers aren’t real are they?” Gem asked in surprise.
“I thought watchers were just a fairytale,” Ren added.
“Watchers are definitely real, and definitely dangerous,” Doc said. “But why did they visit you X, what's going on.”
“The watcher told me that I had something of theirs. Someone on my server did at least,” the admin explained. Grian could feel the beads of sweat running down his neck as X continued to talk. “I don’t know what it means, but I was hoping one of you would.”
“Who's dumb enough to steal from a watcher!” Tango exclaimed. “Do they have a death wish!?”
“I don’t know,” X said with a sigh. “If anyone has any idea what's going on please speak up. We need to know. The watcher said that if we didn’t return what belonged to them by next week they would take it themselves. A watcher's treasure certainly can’t be worth possibly losing some of our friends' lives.” Pearl glanced at Grian. Grian, being a watcher, could read minds, and if there was a time to do so it was now.
“Grian!” Pearl screamed in her thoughts. “Just tell them please!” Grian quickly shook his head no at her. He really wished that mind reading went two ways.
“Grian, Pearl, do you know something?” Grian whipped his head around to look at X. Every single pair of eyes at the table was on him, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the peering eyes he couldn’t see. He cringed as he realized how suspicious he must have looked.
“I, well, um,” he stuttered. “I really need to go.” He abruptly stood up and took off into the sky.
This day couldn’t have gone any worse.
Will I finish this? Who knows. This is pretty bad, I'm usually better at writing. Expect more from me, drawing and stories mostly.
#grian#hermitcraft#hermitcraft grian#evo smp#Watchers#hermitcraft watchers#watcher grian#avian grian#winged grian#Moth pearl#pearlecentmoon#goodtimeswithscar
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Heres the thing, my take might not be right. But its my take and at the end of the day you don't have to agree with it. I've seen what has happened to cc's over the years, been through a lot of the tumblr stuff around it
I might change my stance but prob not. But I'm allowed to vent on this blog just like my main, what I was venting about was related to this blog. I'm not sorry that it makes me feel weird that someone can't go outside and have a fun time without being seen through the lens of attraction
The rabid shipping I've seen some people do, including being weird to ccs over said shipping has drained a lot of my fun away. Thus why I'm venting, and I'm going the extra step to remove those from my dash. And if you feel the need to defend yourself by me saying this or get angry, you need to take a look at yourself. I'm not talking about those I follow or in a semi-tightknit group. I'm talking about those I've seen about and yah, it happens more on twitter. But tumblr isn't immune to this either
There are creators on here who have said they will stop making content. Because how bad people will sexual thier versions of the hermits. Its not just a me thing, its a bigger problem. People taking their charactarazation and just striping it away again for the ohhh sexy aspect its not fun
If I feel anymore ask need to be answered on this, I'll answer them. But for now this is were I'm leaving off my stuff. I'm not saying nsfw and stuff is BAD, I'd be a right hypocrite about that if I did. I'm just saying maybe don't sexual everything and one so much
Anyways, its up to you now if you want to follow, leave, block, ignore, or agree. I'm a person too who has thoughts and feelings. And we can either coexist, you can vent and rant on your blog and so can I. Or I can be blocked and not seen again easy
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ok here's my comprehensive post about it based on what we currently know and how i'm currently feeling.
about dream: even in the very best case scenario here, he's a massive idiot who has hugely violated the acceptable boundaries between creator and fan, and he has demonstrated repeated disrespect for his community with the way he has brushed things off in addressing them. and that's the BEST case scenario based on what he's readily admitted; i don't think i have to detail how vile the worst case is. i've stood in dream's corner through a lot of bullshit, and i don't even really consider myself to have been wrong in those instances, but again, even giving the most benefit of the doubt imaginable and assuming that all the more explicit allegations are entirely false, this is still not a guy i can continue to invest any sort of positive energy towards. like this is where i have to pump on the parasocial brakes and put a stop to things.
about the dsmp: i'm a lorehead, this much is obvious. i honestly don't know how my investment in the story that is so intrinsically tied to dream is going to continue. obviously, plans have been made, and speaking selfishly, i do want to see the characters i love round off their arcs. but this isn't like a movie or a show where you can clearly partition character vs creator. and well, it's not the first time that lore has been used in a blatant attempt to sweep serious issues under the rug; dreamxd and c!dteam lore has always been some of my favorite, and yet to this day i have not been able to look back at that stream without contempt. unfortunately, the promise of upcoming lore leaves the same sour taste. part of me hopes that tommy and ranboo and whoever else who was planning on rounding off their arcs just decide to drop their google docs and be done with it. i don't know. perhaps eventually i'll be able to reapproach the story and characters with a healthy separation in mind, but that time is definitely not going to be in the immediate future.
about other dsmp ccs in general: i think that it's too early yet to make any judgments on how other ccs in dream's circle are handling things. i'll definitely have to wait and see how things unfold before determining who else i feel the need to cut ties with. i highly doubt sapnap or george would ever speak up against dream or ever continue content creation without his involvement; that very much feels like a "if they go down they go down together" situation. as for others, well. again, selfishly speaking, i want to hold out hope for the ccs who have distinct enough communities that they could feasibly distance their content from dream. i am tentatively considering sbi and co? i guess safe? for the time being? but it's definitely like. idk, i will probably keep my distance and wait to see how things get handled.
about the future of this blog: i think it's been pretty obvious that this blog has become more heavily hermit/trafficlife focused as of late, so if nothing else i'll probably just lean into that more? though being completely honest, i made this sideblog in the first place because i was returning to tumblr after like a solid 3-4 years of inactivity, where i knew that i had long-standing mutualships with fervent dsmp antis and didn't want my every post to be judged lmao. i don't especially mind being cringe about other mcyts on main, which is why i was saying that i might transition more to posting over at @strifetxt in the future? i'm not certain about that though, i like the categorization i've established here, so who knows. i'm definitely not deactivating this blog; even if i do transition fully to main, i'd want to keep this blog as an archive.
regardless of anything, i don't regret the fun i had in this community, and i certainly could never regret getting to meet and spend time with all the amazing people i've come to know in my time here <3
#lei talks#normal (largely hermitraffic) posting will resume shortly. i am going to go play final fantasy with my friend now#dream situation
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Hello! It’s me, the freak who runs this blog!
This is my intro, if you’d like to get to know me a little.
Welcome! I spent way too much time mulling over whether or not I should make this, but I’ve had a recent influx of people reblogging my art/following me and I figure it might be time for a proper introduction? Never done this before, but Tumblr seems to be the place to be weirdly personal. I’ll keep it as short and sweet as possible. Thanks for all the support by the way!!
• Name’s Corrie. 21 year old tomboy.
• Hella introverted and a bit of a hermit, but that’s something I want to and am actively trying to change.
• Born in Florida, raised all over the place. Half South African. Disappointed in myself for not being more in touch with my SA side, but seeking to fix that. Spent a lot of my childhood there.
• BIG FAN of monsters. And reptiles. And insects. And any animal capable of killing me. Always been something about dangerous/weird creatures that captures my heart.
• Got a lot of hobbies but mainly I love gaming, drawing, working out, exploring outside, and reading. Other hobbies include insect pinning, miniature painting, and playing bass, but I haven’t gotten the chance to get deep into those yet.
• I am a strong Christian! Regardless of what differing beliefs we may have (this extends to other Christians as well!), much love and respect to you. I don’t think that should stop anyone from being caring and hanging out with one another. Let’s go insane over our interests together. <3 Speaking of which-
• My blog is mainly TF2, but I also love: Souls games, Little Nightmares, Alien, Hellboy, Dorohedoro, and Inscryption among other things! Might see some of those from time to time.
Holy crap, you’re still here?? Bro stop, got me twirlin’ my hair and kickin’ my feet. Thanks for reading so far! Almost done here.
DNI list is just anyone seeking to cause unnecessary trouble or trying to be a dick. Be respectful to everyone is all I ask, that’s it. Plain. Simple!
I suppose my ask box and dms are open to anyone whose got something to say/ask? Please no using me as an online therapist though, I’m genuinely sorry about whatever you’re going through if you need to dump on someone, but I don’t recommend using strangers on the internet as your dumping ground.
Last but not least, I’ve started tagging all my original stuff as #corriethosaurus, just in case you find yourself trying to sift through the insane amount of stuff I reblog. Sorry. Most of it is art!
If you read this whole thing you have my love forever and ever. Seriously I appreciate it.
And that’s it, nice to meet you! I will now go and ruminate on the horrifying thought of being known on the internet. Hope you have a good one!
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June recap: introspective!
woot woot! We’re officially wrapping up our first month of ninbingo round 2, and I want you all to know that we have 40 submissions so far. Let that sink in. 40, and last year, we capped out our bingo at 50.
Are you guys excited, because I am!
Because there are so many entries, I’ve split this recap by genre into the broad categories of angst, fluff, and introspective. I separated the entries using my best judgement, but if you’re the creator and would like your work(s) moved, just lmk!
art (low res; click on the link to go to the original post):
Day off and time by @sebilini
The original four ninja have time off on the same day, so they met and are chatting about their old adventures. A lot of time has passed.
Lights and magic by @sebilini
Clouse’s last happy summer
fic:
A Little Brother (Of Sorts) by @ninjas-that-go. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: small
Perks of being an older sibling number one: being taller than your little brother. For now.
Blue-Black by @k1ngtok1. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: contrast
Sometimes, even when he was quiet, she could see flickers of green in between his fingers or licking at his heels with his quiet footsteps. They weren’t normally a part of his color palette, and it was only sound that set off the colors. Her gut told her something was up, and if Kai had taught her anything, it was that Smiths always followed their gut.
His name didn’t match his colors, after all. Green cursive didn’t complement blue-black.
Deep down you know, You weren't built for fighting by @unknownuncut. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: protective
Five times the ninjas protected Lloyd and the one time Lloyd protected the ninjas.
My Papa’s Waltz by @/k1ngtok1. || tumblr || ao3 || prompts: parents and reveal
“Sorry for not telling you earlier.” Cole says in lieu of a response, “I was still trying to figure it out for myself, but-“ he pulls his father’s hands away from his face and holds them, “You might want to sit down for this. It might take a while to explain everything.”
“I canceled all my plans for the week after I saw the news. I’ve got all the time in the world for you.”
Cole revels in the warmth that spreads through his chest.
Sibling Bonding ft. Dragon Hermit by @/unknownuncut. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: animal
“Kai!” Nya pushes through the crowd to get over to him. She stops before him and keeps wanting to reach out to touch him but kept her hands away. Almost as if she’s afraid to touch him. “You okay? You’ve been missing for an hour, the others said that you and someone else went into the mountain.”
“I’m fine, just tired.” Kai finally sat down on the ground with Nya crouched down so to help him if he needs it. “Just some idiot that wanted to see if the legend of the Flame Sword is true or not."
so he was sent to bed by @21st-century-ninja. || tumblr || ao3 || prompts: parents and acceptance
“Oh, Kai, why couldn’t you just have gone to a shop?” his mother scolds, once the doctor has left after prescribing a cleanser and instructions to call her back if the infection spread. “If you had to do that to yourself, dear, why didn’t you have a professional do it? It’s not like we don’t have the money.”
It’s true. Kai’s definitely got the money for it.
or:
the fine line between filial piety and puppetry, told in a series of vignettes about earrings.
Strong In The Real Way by @/unknownuncut. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: strength
Normally, Jay would be dragging his feet and complaining to Zane, who would be sitting with his mother and helping with the paperwork. That’s when it’s just Jay and his dad but not today.
Kai and Cole had decided to come out for a surprise visit.
We’ve Come A Long Way From Where We’ve Began by @ace-of-spaces. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: smile
Their time is up.
After thirteen years, eleven months and four days, Ninjago no longer needs them. It is able to protect itself now.
It was symbolic, in hindsight, that their last day as Ninja ended exactly as it had started all those years ago; just the four of them in the courtyard of the Monastery of Spinjitzu.
You’re Not Alone In The World…You Have Me by @/unknownuncut. || tumblr || ao3 || prompt: contrast
Lloyd couldn’t sleep and asked Cole to take them to the store.
@weekend-whip @crappy-coffee @grollow @master-of-cosmos @roantheboat @art-i-sticks @viioletpixels @miserable-flamango @frozensoapbubble @thepenguisalive7 @marsipain @destinymanticor @obsessedbee @master-of-fluff @legogeek33 @applecranberryjuice @abunnsburrow @mitzle @ice-emperor-zane @curious-corvius @ninjago4life @kumamoo-hq
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I posted 6,027 times in 2022
493 posts created (8%)
5,534 posts reblogged (92%)
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I tagged 542 of my posts in 2022
#bbau - 38 posts
#hermitcraft - 34 posts
#emerald does crime - 30 posts
#mcyt - 24 posts
#imbr au - 20 posts
#minecraft - 17 posts
#technoblade - 16 posts
#hermit shipping - 14 posts
#rose's minecraft lore - 14 posts
#mcytstuck - 12 posts
Longest Tag: 140 characters
#i like read and being red icosahedorn didnt sound very intresting and i couldnt be ruby cause i usted to have a freind with that name so ros
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
I would like to talk to you all about a specific interpretation of a mcyt character. Or well multiple, but let's not get into that yet.
This character, and let's call them character X for simplicity, has one interpretation of them that I have seen a few times and I'm going to go over it.
This person is an enby canonical, which is very fun. X has a brother, who they used to be close to, but due to fate they have been estranged to a point of hostility. What is this fate you may ask? Getting mind controlled by an evil entity who forces them to go around trying to destroy shit, ruining people's lives, and generally sabotaging their relationship with everyone. People don't question if they are not in control because of some circumstance of their existence that marks them as destined to be evil in the knowledge of everyone around them, and especially their brother. Character X has a black and red color scheme. They probably need a hug. Thinking about it, calling them “X” could technically work off of their name, although it might get kind of confusing.
Now the fun thing is, depending of who you are you either have one of two characters in mind now, either that or you are a very confused dsmp fan and if you are im sorry, but to everyone else:
Were you thinking about Xornoth or Ex, I wanna know.
More than that, I'm kind of thinking about these two in parallel like that now. Ngl i want them to meet.
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#4
as someone who keeps doing lore stuff for minecrfat like the food post and stuff i have been forced to conclude that spiders would be used as common farm animals in minecraft
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#3
See the full post
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#2
is this something?
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My #1 post of 2022
I have seen some people saying that they think people should stop, or will stop, creating art and stories about Technoblade because he died, and I am glad that is not the majority idea, but I have a story I wanted to tell because of this to explain where my philosophy on this comes from. A story about, surprisingly, Joe hills and a much younger Rose.
Once, about two years ago I was writing my first fanfiction and I asked Joe if he had anything to say to the Hermitcraft fanfiction writers. I think that I would not ask such a thing now, the line between what area of fan content and thoughts should be shared with the content creators is a blurred and moving line and I know for certain that that question sits on the blur, but I am nonetheless glad for the answer Joe gave me.
I don’t remember what he said exactly, and I would never be able to phrase it as well as Joe phrased it, but in summary his response, mixed with how I internalized, was basically this: The hermits are essentially folk heroes, that the fact we live in a time where folk heroes can be talked to is remarkable, but that does not change this fact: folk heroes have not control over the stories people tell about them.
In conclusion, Technoblade is a folk hero, not was, is. The man who inspired the stories is gone, but the stories will not change, nor should they. People will continue to tell stories about the same hero, whether or not he is alive because the stories are about folk heroes and folk heroes live till they are forgotten.
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