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💬 0 🔁 154 ❤️ 0 · >Anxo made a noise of acknowledgement, picking up the wheat packs and wrapping them in little fabric pouches. "Okay, do

> Coffee smiles warmly, but shakes their head.

I'm alright, really. Just need a bit to re-adjust.

> Fae attempts to straighten their spine, leading to a couple of little cracks Coffee can feel more than fae can hear.

( @anxo-enderman new post cause the old one was getting long again /silly)

#coffee goes haeh?#aftermath askboxes

> It's a quiet morning at the Refuge, well, at least until Coffee shows up, haggard, out of breath, yanking their gold crown off to replace with faer netherite helmet. They're a bit stormy this morning, mood to match the clouds rolling in from the distance.

Oh, I hate the Nether. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate the Nether.

> The vial of ghast tears in faer shield hand jostles as Coffee shoves the key in the lock to their side of the Refuge, throwing the door open with little regard for the loud bang it makes against the wall. It swings shut as fae deposits their bundles and various knickknacks in a nearby chest, then flops on the couch facefirst with an overdramatic, exasperated sigh. Floof comes trotting over, sniffing them and then licking faer hand.

( @coffeeblades-askblog )

Dragon went through the portal, huffing and taking his helmet off, mumbling to himself avout about 'stupid piglins.' He started the walk to coffees, breaking the ice at the couple of small lakes and using his trident as an easy way to make the fairly long walk slightly faster. Soon enough he made his way to the house and went inside, hearing floof moving about and only realizing why when he opened the door.

"-Coffee!"

He blinked, looking at fae, clearly somewhat surprised. He hadn't been expecting them to be home, they rarely were these days.

#aftermath askboxes #drag!yaps #drag!answers #asmp

(Continuation of @coffeeblades-askblog )

💬 0 🔁 155 ❤️ 1 · > Coffee's eyes widen as well. Oh, that's not good. > They let go of Anxo and start to get up.

>Anxo leapt over the loft fencing, coming up from a roll.

"Shit shit shit shit."

>They slipped their dish gloves on, pulling the shirt out of the bleach and wringing it out.

#aftermath smp #minecraft #aftermath askboxes #anxo does stuff

Pt 1.

#digital art #aftermath smp #aftermath askboxes #looooooore #guys it isn't angst if I'm the ghost right?#original art #comic art #original comic #oc

> It's late at night in Logtopia. Children scooted off to bed, monsters groaning in far-off distances. A nether portal at the far end of the ravine whooshes softly.

> It's peaceful. It's quiet. And any other night, that would be all. Any other night, there would be nothing else of note. Any other night than tonight.

> For tonight, the Corvus trio meets in the room where it happens. The vassal of the Blood God itself, the general-queen of the Greater SMP, and the disgraced president of the country formerly known as L'Manberg.

> Coffee Blade leans against the corner farthest from the door with admittedly the best vantage of the room as the other two pore over maps. A netherite longsword, a now constant accessory, swings lightly at their hip. In faer hand they twirl a dagger gleaming with enchantments. Fae's terribly bored. Did neither of the other two study the maps before the meeting? Their time is limited. They need to be planning, not standing around doing nothing.

There's time to stare at the maps later. Shouldn't we be focusing on, I don't know, anything else? Resource gathering, army raising, weapon crafting, strategy?

- @coffeeblades-askblog

( @crows-askblog )

Lucy raised her head, and with one swift movement, threw a knife across the room. It landed against the cork board right behind Coffee, the elder staring forward unflinching.

"That map is more important. But sure, weapon crafting, army raising. Important. Mmhmm."

A cork pops as she opens a bottle, tipping sweet berry wine into one goblet, raising an eyebrow towards Crow.

"A drink, old friend?"

#aftermath askboxes #luci!posts #aftermath smp #luci!askbox

> It's dark when Coffee tumbles out of the Nether portal to their son's island in the middle of forever ocean, bracing against the cold, smooth obsidian of the outer edges of the portal. Fae examines the arrow in their side with more annoyance than anything. All it really takes is one shot, huh? One lucky piglin with a crossbow, it wasn't even their fault that that piglet got hurt in the first place it literally threw itself off a six-meter high ledge.

> They break the shaft off, the voices naturally taunting fae for the chink in their netherite armor that allowed this to happen, and stumbles away from the portal, glittering rainbow sword raised to warn off any nearby zombies. Is Dragon or Crow home? Coffee probably should have checked.

> Fae reaches the door and knocks twice, then steps back and leans against a pillar for stability.

*under their breath* ........Really should've checked first........

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Chaos hears the faint knock from her room. She hesitantly walks up the stairs. Connor, Crow, and Dragon wouldn’t knock on their own front door. This isn’t one of them.

She sneaks a glance through the window. It’s Coffee. And fae looks hurt. Chaos rushes to the door and hastily opens it.

“Coffee? Are you ok? What happened?”

It’s been a while since Chaos has seen Coffee. But fae’s one of the only people that Chaos trusts.