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#osmp Schlatt
n0phis · 10 months
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fragrance man redraw that the discord voted on >:) original under cut
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keyslox · 5 months
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idk what they’re talkin about but they’re talkin!
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the-wyzer · 1 year
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Fragrance Man Redraw! (Origins Schlatt)
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pikmininaplane · 3 months
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OSMP Schlattza.
Crowfather/villain!Phil deciding to torment/corrupt local priest Schlatt, only to discover that oh, fuck, Father Fragrance is a lot more fucked up than he appears– maybe even more than him
Schlatt weaves his web, the predator becomes the prey, maybe they will become partners in crime, maybe Phil will get eaten alive…?
Oh, and insert the ‘Oh, fuck you calling me Father like it doesn’t turn you on just to say it’ from Fleabag as Schlatt begins to drop all pretenses :)))
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apollo-kins · 2 months
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✦ : O!SCHLATT ICONS for anon
art: 1 2 3
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demonadelem · 2 years
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Any Taiwanese here on da blog tonight?
Origins Origins Masterpost
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fragrancerucho · 20 days
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scented bubbles save me
scented bubbles
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kaytrawrites · 1 year
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Pub Opening
Summary In which everyone gathers to celebrate the opening of the pub. Hints of newcomers to the community.
Notes Mentions of alcohol drunk by minors, Jack being crass cause it's Jack.
Story
Tommy paced back and forth on the wooden floor of the Pube. He had invited as many people as he could to the grand opening of the Pube, but there was a part of him that was incredibly worried that no one would show up.
“Tommy, you are making me queasy watching you pace back and forth like that.” Jack Manifold said from where he was setting out bottles.
Those words opened the floodgates, and Tommy fell into a long, drawn out babble of words and panic. “What if they don't like it Jack. Like, oh my god, what if it ends up like that story that weird guy in all those colors said. What if no one shows up? They should show up cause they are my friends, but I don’t know some of them very well so they might not show up, since they might not consider me a friend. Oh my god Jack, what if Tubbo doesn't show up? He's my best friend and I want him to show up but him and that Ranboo kid have been getting along really well and Tubbo might ditch me for them-”
“Tommy.” Jack snapped. “Shut up. Listen to me. You asked everyone right to their face, and they all said they would show up. You know how shit some of them are at lying.”
“Yeah, but…” Tommy trailed off.
A sharp rapping on the door frame drew the pair’s attention. “Hey mate.” Philza drawled.
“Phil!” Tommy said, a wide grin spreading across his face. “You came!”
“‘Course, mate.” Phil replied with a head tilt and a smile. “Had to stop and pick up some finger foods just in case,” he held up the wicker basket in his hand.
“Thank you Phil.” Tommy took the basket and set it on the counter. He lifted the lid a bit to peek at the food. The golden shimmer inside made his eyes go wide. “Golden carrots?”
“Best food for their cost-oof!” Phil started, then let out a sound as Tommy grabbed him in a hug. He reached up and patted the young Avian’s head fondly.
“Hey guys!” The slightly echoey voice of Wilbur said as he faded into view.
“Wilbur! Hi!” Tommy released Phil and grabbed Wilbur in a hug. “Thank you so much for coming.”
“Always Tommy.” Wilbur smirked. “Now, I was promised a drink. Jack! Alcohol!”
Jack flipped Wilbur off, but grabbed a mug from under the counter and turned to the small barrels against the back wall.
A tentative taping at the door frame made Tommy look over. The familiar lanky figure of Ranboo waved an elbow. “Hi.” He lifted the bundle of cloth in his arms. “Tubbo is slow to wake up.”
“Er...okay.” Tommy walked over and poked the bundle in Ranboo’s arms. “TUBBO!”
The cloth jerked at the pressure and Tommy’s shout. “I’m up! I’m up!” The cloth lifted and the very tired face of Tubbo poked out. He slid out and yawned.
With Ranboo’s hands freed, he waved at the gathered group. “Niki said that she’ll be up in a few. She’s over at her turtle farm.”
Tubbo marched over to the bar where Jack had handed the beer to Wilbur. He slammed his hand on the counter, making Jack jump. “Mead me!”
Jack turned and set a mug on the counter. Tubbo grabbed it, took a sip and made a face. “This is water.”
“You are a minor.” Jack snapped back.
“What…” Tubbo looked down at the mug. “But…”
Jack sighed at the young bee’s tired and forlorn expression. “Phil- no wait. Wilbur.” He turned toward the Phantom. “Are you willing to be responsible for the kids?”
“Uhhhhh” Wilbur started. “Are you sure you want me to be the responsible adult here?”
Jack frowned. “Phil is the personification of an angel of death and chaos, I’m barely an adult and bartending,” he lifted an empty mug pointedly, “and Niki isn’t here yet.”
Wilbur’s brow furrowed. “What about Schlatt?”
“Maybe. But, I’m betting he’ll be trying to get drunk, so I doubt he would want to.” Jack sighed.
“My ears are burning.” The voice of the Arachnid pastor commented as he walked in. “Bartender! Beer me!”
Jack shook his head, but set a large mug of beer on the counter for Schlatt. The man nodded and picked up the mug. He tipped it back immediately. It took less than ten seconds for the liquid to vanish. “Hmm. Tasty.”
“Ye-ah…” Jack drawled. “I don’t think Schlatt is going to be the responsible adult here.”
“Naw.” Schlatt knocked on the counter. “I’m gonna try and get drunk! Now, beer me!”
Jack sighed and filled up the Arachnid’s mug. “Tubbo, I’ll give you one mead, but after that, you’ve cut off.” He turned to look at Tommy and Ranboo. “The same for you two. One alcoholic beverage, then only water and fruit juice.”
“Okay!” Ranboo chirped. “I wasn’t planning on drinking anything with alcohol anyway.” He shrugged, and bobbed his head happily.
Jack smirked and set a mug of fruit juice down for the Enderian.
Tubbo took his mug of mead with a pout, and took a sip. “Blackberry, apple and rose.” He stated.
“Da’ fuck you on about mate?” Jack snapped.
“Bee.” Tubbo stated, taking another sip of the mead.
The splash of Niki emerging from the airlock drew Tommy’s attention. “Hello!” Niki chirped. Her arms were full of parcels and bottles. “I bring snacks!” She said, smiling.
“Ohh! Thank you, Niki!” Tommy replied. “Uh, put them on the counter. I’ll unpack them.”
Jack sighed as he watched Tubbo sip his beverage. “I will never understand you. Never want to try.” He turned to the bundle that Tommy was eagerly unwrapping, and his expression perked up immediately. “Oh damn! Prawns, whitefish, and squid! Thanks Niki.” The Blazeborn grinned at the bundle of goodies. “This will make a good fry.”
Niki nodded happily and trotted over to the balcony where Phil had settled down and was now gazing out into the sky. “Hello!” She chirped. “How have you been Phil?” She asked, seating herself below the shower.
“Hmm? Oh, I’m do’n alright. Missing Trixtin.” Phil shrugged.
“Oh! When will she be back, do you think?” Niki asked, tilting her head.
“Sometime tomorrow.” Phil nodded. “Can’t wait to see her again. This trip is supposed to be the last time she needs to leave.”
“Can’t wait, Phil.”
Phil nodded, his gaze turning toward the sky again. A sparkle of light across the dark sky made him smile and close his eyes to make a small wish.
Unbeknown to all present, there was a tiny observer in the rafters. A friendly one, but an observer, nonetheless.
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mossrockpog · 2 years
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Hope you all are doing well
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sardonic-the-writer · 11 months
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𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐬 𝐒𝐌𝐏 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞
↳ warnings: none
↳ song: the afternoon—lemon demon
masterlist!
• You hadn't been in the neighborhood for long. In fact, you hadn't originally planned to be in the neighborhood at all, instead following a route that surpassed it completely. But all of that quickly changed once a floating hat with the voice of an invisible man greeted you excitedly, apparently very pleaded and surprised to meet someone new on a supply run
• From them on, you had been dragged by the arm onto a strange village; the invisible stranger you'd met turning out to be a rather handsome and good spirited phantom named Wilbur—whom of which wasted no time showing you around
• "Sorry about er basically abducting you by the way. We uh, don't get a lot of visitors, and I wanted to make sure I introduced you to the Pube—I mean Pub before my little brother found you." The hybrid laughed a little, face now visible with the passing of daytime. It was a soft purplish blue color that reminded you of stargazing on a hill
• You just shrugged and adjusted the bag full of belongings of your back uncomfortably before choosing your next words
• "It's not that big of a deal. You're nice enough and it's not like I really had a set destination, so honestly this is better than whatever tree I was gonna spend tonight setting up camp under." You said, being honest with him
• Wilbur seemed to like that answer, once again wrapping an arm around your shoulder and practically dragging you alongside him
• "Come on stranger." He grinned, looking down at your face. "You have lots of new faces to meet!"
• He certantly wasn't lying. You were quickly taken from a dusty forest path to a homey looking village. Which, you noted, had a building floating high up in the air with two elevators leading to it. You barely had time to read the 'Wet' and 'Dry' signs on them before being shoved in the one without water
• You were given a thorough tour of the Pub and all its wonderfully inclusive details. At least, you had been until a blur of yellow and red divebombed your vision
• The air was quickly knocked out of your lungs as you were tackled to the ground, barely able to hear as Wilbur called out in distress at someone
• "Rescued you Wilbah!" A voice grinned from above you. "Big man Tommy to save the day, hah!"
• The weight on your chest was lifted moments after as Wilbur scurried over, lifting whoever had decided to attack you into the air with a glare
• As soon as you were able to stand again, you got a better look at the person who had so violently knocked you to the ground. It was no mistaking that he was Wilburs younger brother that he had mentioned earlier—even if the youngers' golden locks differed from Wilburs' deep chestnut ones
• Safe to say Tommy, as you learned his name to be, got a kick in the shin for his behavior before apologizing and going to shake your hand with such vigor the motion became but a blur
• You liked him immediately
• "You know—" Wilbur said your name with a crooked smile, talking over Tommy's rambling in the background as he quizzed you over everything and anything, "—if you'd like, we have a nice spot right by a friend of mines hut that'd be perfect for a house. I know you said you were traveling, but it couldn't hurt to kick up your feet for a while."
• Maybe it was the charismatic nature of the phantom that had found you, the way Tommy was currently rustling through your bag with a mischievous grin, or the prospect of meeting even more people like them that had you not even hesitating to respond
• "I think I'm gonna like it here, Wilbur." Was all you said, kicking off a new chapter of your life that you couldn't help but want to unearth
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schlunk · 2 months
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now we say the prayers
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boo-gutzz · 1 year
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Put your past sins to rest
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keyslox · 7 months
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fragrance man but he slays <3333
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eyedlir · 4 months
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Late night fragrance man thinking and a little rammie clay fig I made recently ^_^_^_^^_^ i still can’t comprehend how time passes so literally I was shocked to remember how long ago the osmp was
I might color it I might not who knows
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almostdeath · 5 months
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I am at work, so I dont have the moment to make a long post about it but...me and my boyfriend have been talking for a long time about the OSMP. Especially Fragranceman and Quackity.
It just makes me ecstatic that we have both, Schlatt and Q being autistic. With Quackity masking very well and Schlatt not masking at all.
Quackity at first being rather defensive and cautious because of Schlatts appearance but getting to relax in his presence quite fast as the man just has such a friendly nature. Him showing the duck around the island and the nearest villager village, saying that he has his own little shop, where he sells different oils, scent flasks, strings that are made from his webs etc.
Phantombur....is not a good person in this one. I still enjoy this one fragment from our conversation about them:
When Schlatt is showing Quackity around and Wilbur shows up. Q just seeing how Wilbur tries to "politely" tell Schlatt to leave. And FM just...doenst get the "hints".
And I just imagine that kind of moment to happen
Wilbur: Look...you know how it usually goes, he is a peaceful mob hybrid...while you are....well...*you*. We dont want him to decide that this place is too dangerous for him to stay, right?
FM: *pressing the ears down and starting to fidget with his hands*
Oh...are you scared? I am not venomous! I mean, my dad does have cousins that are like...cave spiders but we didnt inherit the venom! He always jokes that they are toxic....you know...since...toxic is a word used to describe poison and everything but people also...use it to describe other people that say mean things....because those cousins always gossip and spread lies and-
Wilbur: Great story, *Fragranceman* but for now....you should better make sure that your shop wasnt trashed.
So yeah, I would love to take a moment to talk more about all of it! We also acknowledge Quackitys cannibalism (which is...normal for actual ducks) and the fact that Fragranceman prefers vegetables, as they are having a more comfortable texture than meat- and also, Schlatt has good parents in this AU, which is rare for anything that I write-
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bimbloop · 2 years
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Tribute to Origins Smp - A visit at the Pub(e)
Tumblr folk you get this in (hopefully) better quality coz twitter tried to sabotage me twice... WHAT THE HECK, THIS IS MENT TO BE ENJOYED AS A BIG THING skdjfhask
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