hey guys quick reminder not to open discord links offering free gifts/nitro, even ones from your friends. i got this from a friend today and it looks pretty legit but it’s definitely a scam. my sister opened the link, and by the time she realized and tried to change her password, it had already locked her out. it also unfriends you from everyone in your friends list so it’s harder to quickly contact people after your hacked account sends the link to everyone you know, or to get back in touch with people if you lose your account. these are sneaky! don’t fall for em
A legitimate Discord Nitro link will always include an embed with an “accept” button and how long until it expires. It will never just show a generic discord link embed. For example:
Few to none Hermits had gone on record to state any discomfort regarding shipping. Several, in fact, joke lightheartedly about it, and/or has written fanfiction previously in their lives. No credible and public evidence has been provided to prove there’s discomfort amongst them. The only exception to this thus far has been Gemini, who had this to say about boundaries.
Xisuma recently dropped this statement as well
According to Doc, back in 2020, the others dont talk about it and don’t really care
As long as there’s not a statement be careful, be respectful, be tasteful, and no one creator or fan should have much of a problem with you.
Tango is not comfortable with being drawn with horns. This opinion might’ve been redacted/changed. If you’re making fanart for the fandom, don’t worry about it, but Tango might not get it if you’re making it for him.
Iskall’s character has no gender.
The Hermits, despite being veteran players, some of which having played with him, do NOT SUPPORT NOTCH
Some Hermits are variety content creators/streamers. Don’t expect only Hermitcraft.
There is a Hermitcraft recap show that airs each week, ran by fans. It recounts the events of each week from every Hermit. Don’t stress about missing certain povs!
The Hermits are a very organized entity. Everything is in good fun. They are all friends, they all have a say on who is or is not whitelisted, and they have active meetings to discuss matters with eachother.
Never worry about it if certain Hermits don’t talk to eachother, or even if a Hermit drops off for a while. Chances are they’re still friends and talking behind the scenes.
There is a Hermitcraft Historian account! They’re going through the journey of watching every episode of Hermitcraft in order of release, from every season. SO no one else has to go through that insanity <3
The Hermits are grown adults. Most are married and/or have kids. Most creators will be consistent with their content but they do have lives and families behind the scenes.
Most Hermits stream! And they often times will have Stream Weekends, with back-to-back streams they pass on for an entire day. They’re not mandatory and you’re missing nothing big, other than what happens between the timeskips. There’s some days coming up!
Have fun, be kind, and be respectful because the Hermits don’t take shit !
(THIS HAS BEEN EDITED. I am not an expert at the Hermits and changed/fixed what I could.)
y’all know that one scene in finding Nemo??? now think Charlie slimecicle and quackity
quackity shoved his hands into his pockets as he approached the clueless mass of what was supposedly faux skin. he scoffed as he showed no sign of noticing the young casino owner anytime soon.
the slimey man continued to mind his business, humming mindlessly and consuming what looked like excess concrete powder near the foot of a building. quackity grimaced at the odd sight and less-than-pleasant noises.
finally, he slapped his hand on the slime man’s shoulder, hoping to get his attention.
“char—“
“UHEHE?!?”
the green man jumped, and suddenly, globs of mucus-like lime substance shot from his body, phasing through his (what was most likely composed of slime as well) clothes. he sat back in bewilderment before observing the mess he just made— glasses off balanced on the bridge of his nose.
“awwwhh...” he groaned, “you made me ink!”
suddenly, the globs of slime recomposed into somewhat human forms— shirt and glasses and all, and stood up in a comedically grotesque fashion. they had patches of pale skin seamlessly blended with bright, lime translucent sludge.
quackity’s face contorted into a mass expression of disgust and confusion as the now multiple charlies turned to look at him, their insides sloshing loudly with their movement.
what the fuck.
they made their way to stand by charlie’s side, exchanging goofy grins and gurgles of excitement. quackity stood back and observed the spectacle.
the original charlie, now flushed green, jokingly shook hands with a second one. he suddenly brought it in closer, and their forms combined. his skin gained more human color. quackity gagged.
he continued the silly forms of greeting with hisself, hugging and embracing them as if it were some reunion before merging with them. he continued until there were no more clones left— the green hue left his face, and a majority of his skin was peachy again.
“you were saying?” charlie cheered, unbothered.
quackity didn’t know what to say.
(somewhere in the distance, sam was staring in disbelief at what he had just witnessed. in another place, ranboo, in his enderwalk state, wonders why this new memory of charlie had to take up valuable space.)
In which Tubbo lost his last canon life, and Ranboo makes a sacrifice.
/rp, non-canon
tw; colored text, caps, angst, mention of death/loss of a canon life, tnt explosion, swearing
also let’s pretend techno isn’t in prison/he gets out at some point (he’s not in this fic)
Ranboo quietly slinks through the prison, obsidian walls appear shadowless, the invisibility potion allowing him to slip through the security. He teleports occasionally to his require destinations.
He downs another potion of fire resistance quickly, trying to catch his breath.
He’s distressed. He recounts past events leading up to this moment.
Clouds of smoke and piles of rubble decorated the area once known as Las Nevadas. Ranboo, after thinking about what he had done searched for Tubbo, realizing he never knew his whereabouts before setting off the TNT.
He long abandoned Wilbur in the button room, choosing to pause his reflection in favor of finding his husband.
This was all his fault.
“EVERYTHING WE WORKED FOR, EVERYTHING WE BELIEVED IN.”
“I DID THIS ALL FOR TUBBO.”
“THE THING THAT I BUILT THIS ALL FOR DOESN’T EXIST ANYMORE.”
“It’s over.”
“It was never meant to be.”
He remembers searching forever in the calamity, only to be greeted with a heart dropping message on his communicator.
Tubbo blew up.
He remembers studying the redstone contraptions of Pandora’s Box for this very day.
The keycard that he stole from Sam— and the guilt that came with it.
The anguish, the days of mourning.
A hand traces the burning scars upon his face, carved deeply into black and white skin.
Ranboo finally makes his way across the lone path to the cell, pulse rapid and hands clenched around the axe of ender.
Lava melts off of his form as the invisibility potion wears off just in time to reveal himself.
Dream is sat against the wall, head pressed against the obsidian. His eyes dart to Ranboo, and he raises an eyebrow.
“You’re back.”
Ranboo nods. “I am.”
“Are you even allowed here?”
He pauses, before gripping the axe tighter.
“N-No…”
Dream suddenly sits up in interest, resting an arm on his knee. His smile grows wider.
“Oh? Should I call—“
“I want to bargain with you, Dream.” Ranboo says curtly.
“What for?” He plays dumb. His smile stretches sickeningly. He knows what happened.
“I need…” He swallows. “I need you to revive Tubbo, please.”
“Why? What’ll I get out of it?” He’s pushing for more. He boredly watches the half-enderman crumble.
“Please. Please. I’ve made a terrible mistake. I need him back.” His voice breaks. “Dream, I beg you. I’ll give you anything.”
Dream chuckles.
“Now now, don’t say anything you don’t mean…”
Ranboo frustratedly grips his axe.
“Stacks of netherite, gold, diamonds… Discs… Weapons…” He pushes the axe of ender forward.
“I’ll take something of value, yes.” Dream cuts him off.
“W-What is it?” Ranboo feels his stomach dip with emotions, relieved he’ll take the deal, but nervous for what it will be.
“I can’t tell you.” He says, adamant. Ranboo nearly cries.
“What? Why? Dre—“ He begins.
“Do you want to revive Tubbo or not?” He flatly questioned, as if he was offended by Ranboo’s judgement.
“I do, but… Well…” The pit in his stomach grows.
“Then allow me to take my payment. You’ll see anyways.”
Ranboo prepares his enderchest. Dream scoffs at it, but allows him to present it anyway.
Dream readies himself, standing up and raising both hands. He tilts his head down and closes his eyes. Ranboo looks at his enderchest, and looks back at Dream.
Ranboo hisses as a flash of blinding light fills the cell. He feels his skin burn.
Ranboo slowly opens his eyes. Dream stands in front of him, huffing and sweating.
Ranboo observes the room around him.
“What…”
“Go home, Ranboo.”
And so he does.
Ranboo finds himself barely staying steady as he distraughtly makes his way towards Snowchester. His breathing is uneven. He can’t sort out his emotions.
He knows Tubbo is back, so why is there still despair?
Is it leftover grief? Perhaps it’s going away.
He doesn’t know.
Using one big hand to push the door to his home, the other clutches his chest.
“Tub.. Tubbo! TUBBO!” He cries upon the sight of his loved one, shakily moving forward.
Tubbo doesn’t respond. His eyes overshadowed by shaggy brown hair. He smells of gunpowder and iron.
“Ranboo…”
“Tub—“
“What the fuck happened.”
He’s taken aback, yet thinks he understands the young mans aggressive response.
“I-I know… I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I just needed you back and everything s-so I asked Dr—“
“No, Ranboo.” His tone rises, he’s breathing rapidly.
The Bible makes a lot more sense when you realise they took out the part where the whole reason the Devil became a bad guy and tempted Eve with the apple was because Satan was traumatised as a child when God trained three evil apples to push the Devil’s parents off a cliff
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