Hello mcsm community
It's been years since i've played this game and I started crying when I figured out you can't play it anymore then started crying again when someone told me where to get s1 and s2 for free so that has sparked determination in me.
So, I have come to tell you I will finally contribute to this fandom. I am writing a season 3, where Romeo is still an admin. It's an au where Romeo made a deal with Jesse after realizing he might actually not win. The deal was that he would give Xara back her admin abilities and not kill anyone (and/)or destroy people's homes and he would get to keep his abilities. Jesse has the golden gauntlet in case he goes rogue.
There will be two versions, one with male Jesse and one with female Jesse, they have very different personalities. I'm using my own versions that I used. Each chapter will be 15k or 20k words, still haven't decided. I want to make them longer than my usual works.
Fem Jesse went with Petra after the Romeo situation was fixed, enough, and put Radar in charge. Male Jesse stayed in charge. You can probably guess why. (Fem Jesse is with Petra, male Jesse is with Lukas)
It is mostly centered around Xara, Romeo, and Radar but everyone else will have their moments too. It goes more in-depth on the other worlds through the portal network too, and Otto and Emily as well as the old builders world will be there a few times. So will the Sky City people and their new cities. The underground might be in there too.
I saw a post on here about shipping Nell and Xara and honestly became obsessed so...Xara is with Nell. Romeo will be with Radar after getting over Fred because Radar is my favorite and who doesn't want to start dating the emotionally constipated god that almost killed you, your friends, your townspeople, the world, locked a bunch of people under bedrock and started anew, killed their husband out of rage and confusion, locked up their best friend also out of rage and confusion, and hated you for about three months? It's fine tho he made challenges for them. Because he feels bad. And helped rebuild. Because he feels bad.
And there's FUCKING SOREN and his DUMBASS BOOKS as a treat. And Isor.
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Idk, some sketch in my file I didn’t feel like finishing so I just colored.
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OCKISS WEEK - DAY TWO
Adrigo & Isore
these two!! these two!!! they are evil as hell but maybe as a treat they can have one little fluffy moment. ok several but this is the one I wrote. Isore belongs to @cassynite
“Ah… Adrigo, ease off for a moment,” Isore murmured, breaking the kiss to tilt his head back against the headboard.
“Is something wrong?” Adrigo fretted. He shifted his hands again, afraid that a burning touch that lingered too long would leave a more permanent mark. He studied Isore’s face, and felt another flush of heat rise to his cheeks at the little smirk he found there.
“No,” Isore said smugly, “but your wings are about to catch fire. As much as I like watching you lose your composure, I’d rather you didn’t burn down the room.”
Sheepishly, Adrigo dared a glance to the side. He noticed only then that the darkened feathers of his wings had begun to curl upwards in wisps of rising smoke.
“Ah,” Adrigo hummed before looking back at Isore. “My apologies.”
To his pleasant surprise, he was greeted by the caress of a hand on his cheek.
“You look like you’re about to explode into flame.”
Despite Adrigo’s initial recall of the last time he’d done so, Isore didn’t seem to be lingering on that memory. He looked like he was thinking about something else: he always was. Shifting to lean back, Adrigo took his hand and pressed a kiss to the back of it.
“Is that so? I wonder whose fault that is.”
“Glibness isn’t becoming.”
“Neither is ego, but you seem remarkably proud of yourself at the moment,” Adrigo teased. He itched to dive in again, but better judgment told him that he’d be just as quick to spark up. For now, he would try and cool down, pacing his breathing to something more manageable. It didn’t help that Isore’s hand was wandering, tracing the line of his hip and the old burn scar that curled across it.
“I like watching you lose yourself,” Isore murmured, peering up at him through half-lidded eyes. It was a deceptively honest admission—or maybe just an honest one, smug and high off of his own pride. Adrigo could fix that. He leaned in.
“I like it when you’re honest with me,” he replied, pressing a gentle kiss to the corner of Isore’s mouth. He could feel the frown forming.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m easing off,” Adrigo replied, pressing another kiss, just as chaste, to the other corner of Isore’s mouth. He barely had the time to laugh at his own insolence before Isore surged up, catching him by surprise in a heated kiss.
“Don’t tease me,” Isore chided, backing off just enough to tease Adrigo’s lower lip with his teeth. Adrigo glared, and his hands found their way to Isore’s hips once again. If he wanted to play with fire so very badly, he would just have to find out how it would hurt to get burned.
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