Oh And Btw Chapter 4 Is ALSO Out Now!!!!!

one of the things i love the most about dsmp is the fact that no one has the same version of it. the most obvious example is which streamer's POV you watched, but it goes way beyond that because mcrp requires a level of suspension of disbelief and also of filling in the gaps, fleshening things out, in order to make it usable for fancontent.

for example, the fact that apart from the minecraft skin there is no actual guideline for how to see the characters, hence the dsmp creaturification of fan designs we've been over a million times. but it's not just that!!

the fandom also has so many different relations to time in the dsmp. some take the canon timeline but then you run into problems like c!fundy's age — so then either he's actually a 20 year old that c!wilbur adopted and treats like a baby, or perhaps fox hybrids have a very abrupt exponential growth spurt, or perhaps l'manberg wasn't a few months but a few years!

and then this brings into question the matter of scale — how populated is the server? is it truly only the actual streamers/characters, and so when we talk about a "war" do we really just mean like 10 people fighting each other with swords? or perhaps there's a couple dozen, unnamed, background characters? and i've seen people increase the scale even more! make l'manberg a real, albeit obviously small and budding, country-city of a few hundred inhabitants, that perhaps grows into a lifesize scale fortified city during new l'manberg.

and then everything takes on such a different tone. if theres 30 people on the server, the final control room was a betrayal and destruction of friendships, november 16th was the grief and anger for a friend and the symbolic destruction of the country, and doomsday was another symbolic show of whose alliances everyone values, and the weariness of having to rebuild it. if there's a few thousand people? all of those were massacres.

how can we even be talking about the same characters when for some of us the worst they've done is blow up some houses with no cost of lives, and for others they have razed to the ground actual nations? depending on how you read it and how much you flesh it out, dsmp is either mainly about symbols and interpersonal relationships, or it can be some game of thrones shit. it's completely fucking mental. i'm so in love with it

Happy valentines day pookie i drew you f 14 :3 (ALSO A LATE BIRTHDAY PRESENT LMAO)

i actually love you right now this is the greatest thing ive ever seen

Soo i looked up , the seeds. They are sunflower. ,, will plant them in front of my House . I see tubbo now he is walking in the fieldls , i am going to run at him and scream

how it feels trying to explain why i will never be over this total clusterfuck mess of a minecraft roleplay smh

One thing I've learned so far in life is to never trust anything you think during the night.

If it's past the time you usually go to sleep, do not make any decisions, because in the morning you will find them very stupid.

Oftentimes I have awoken in the middle of the night with a 'genius' idea that, just a few hours later when the sun rises, I look back at and go: "what kind of fucking imbecile came up with that"

Genuinely super into Parkour Civilization I might be writing a fic about it stay tuned for that

this is so adrian core,,,,, @embersareout9 AITA [17M] for telling my entire family that my brother [15M] was dead when he really just ran away? He was the favorite child and I wanted to take his place but now everyone's super sad and I kinda feel bad now. Please respond soon the funeral is in an hour

if you're trying to get into the head of your story's antagonist, try writing an "Am I the Asshole" reddit post from their perspective, explaining their problems and their plans for solving them. Let the voice and logic come through.

CHAPTER 3 OUT NOW

do you ever just randomly think about how sirius volunteered so regulus didn't have to go into the hunger games and then regulus ended up having to go anyway or are you sane

august.

august.

oh, avidulous month!

laughter abating

to make room for abashedness

and the everarching

abnormalization

of what we are permitted

to accomplish

oh august!

i ask only this

of you:

let your month not be appaling

but appeal to the addictive sense

of apathy

and leave the abrasiveness

to the approaching months