#pearl's analysis

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yes the appeal of cwilbur is how his limbo was so long and how that changed him so greatly, but I think the inverse of that could be fascinating. Wilbur wakes up and no time at all has passed, he's still just as horribly out of place in this new world and he wields no social power despite how desperately he tries. Like where does his suicidiality go? His death was supposed to be the end of the chaos, he was the last thing that needed to be removed before peace could be achieved. What happens when hes back with a second chance and the world is worse than ever?

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okay guys this is for everyone doing next gen dsmp fics. They are Not going to be good parents. They are going to be neglectful bordering on abusive.

You're telling me that Tommy, who was treated and punished as an adult since the age of 11, who had to grow and steal all his own food and was never allowed to be a kid is going to be the loving father who puts three meals a day on the table for his child from age 1-18? You're telling me tommy worked through all his isolation trauma and his neglect issues with a therapist after puffy failed him so badly???

No. Tommy promises to be better than all his parental figures and to raise his child without traumatising them, but he's internalised too much of his upbringing. The 8 year old can go hunting for dinner tonight, he's got a job in town. No, it's the 11 year old's turn to cook. No, the 5 year old doesn't need three meals a day, he's small enough that it won't make a difference. No you can't drink all that milk, you need to water it down so it lasts. What do you mean you don't want bread for every meal for a week straight? What do you mean my kid needs snow boots for the winter? They're just going to grow out of them just wait till theyre older. No the 2yo isn't hungry, when they're hungry they just climb into the cupboards and start eating carrots.

Whatever children your dsmp characters are having are going to have a mixed relationship with their parents, especially when theyre older. It's a situation where they know their parents had a messed up childhood and tried to do so much better than the way they were raised but it still messed you up and how do you reconcile that.

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My favourite hybrid headcanon for Tubbo is moonbloom but it’s very important to me that he was NOT born that way. He started manifesting as a ram hybrid around Schlatt which was so damaging to his self image, looking in the mirror and seeing more and more of that monster every day. The scars made a difference, but they’re not exactly a confidence booster. Lmanberg falls and Tubbo throws himself into Snowchester, building up a fortress, protecting himself with nukes. (But not himself, not really. He has Michael and Ranboo now, and they’re worth protecting more than any crater ever was. More important than him, for sure.)

But then love finds him in the little moments. Ranboo making pancakes. Michael playing in the snow. Brilliant red berries curling over the hills. A sprig of clover in his hair. A staticky grumble as Ranboo wakes in the morning. A family portrait on the wall. Michael dozing off on his lap. A daisy caught behind his ear. Laughter filling the dark and gloomy strip mines. Sliding into a warm bed, short legs tangling with ridiculously boney ones. Petals drifting downwards, more and more forming in his hair. A ring, a mansion, and a head full of tulips.

No longer the sharp horns that matched Schlatt’s, but they softened. Curved. His hair became tangled with greenery and flowers and roots, attached to his head just as much as his hair. He’s heard of moonblooms—of course he has, who hadn’t shared stories around the campfire about the mythical mob? Wherever they were, it was far from the crater-ridden landscape of the smp. He was the only one for millions of blocks, that was for sure.

Well, that would be the case, if moonblooms were real.

Phil is the first to realise, after a subtle conversation with Ranboo about his newly acquired son, he casually revealed they got Tubbo’s hybrid type wrong.

“A what?”

“A-A moonbloom. You know, like the mooshroom but with flowers? He’s got the cow horns and the flowers in his hair—not his back, but his hair at least.”

“Ranboo, moonblooms didn’t even make it to experimental.”

“What?”

“They’re just a myth. Same as the glare. What the fuck is going on with Tubbo?”

Most of the people on the server don’t bat an eye at Tubbo’s sudden change. On a server with gods, demons, ghosts, revivals and at least one alien, someone changing hybrid types is the least of their concerns. In fact, the worst reactions are from the newcomers. Hbomb, Eryn, Aimsey. All of the people who grew up outside the world, who aren’t yet entangled in everything FREAK OUT around Tubbo. Because changing hybrid types ISNT possible, and he was CLEARLY a ram hybrid before. Tubbo doesn’t care. He doesn’t have the time to care, to worry about whether it was corruption or radiation or magic or a parasitic infection. Not when Ranboo nuzzled into his hair, or when bees cozied up to him just like when he was a kid. Not when Michael drew his hair as a rainbow.

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The best part about beeduo is how unhealthy they are. Like these boys are NOT socialised, they’re in an active war zone and playing at domesticity with the same whiplash as post ww2 American families trying to gain a sense of normality, chasing that first era of L’Manberg even though it’s long gone, playing at presidents and family and farming.

All this is to say if beeduo were normal they’d be a one night stand. And instead we got the President and the minutes man getting married in order to adopt a child and then lived domestically sharing a bed while slowly crushing on each other and never sharing a single vulnerable thought ever. Infallible trust based on vibes and vibes alone can someone come do that to me

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romantic benchtrio is such a great concept to explore as long as you understand these guys are Not doing it normally. Tubbo and Tommy tie each other to railway tracks as a form of intimacy. Ranboo nervously watches from the side and they keep calling out assurances to him

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Omggg hi guys it’s me pearl pearlflavoured!! I finally got around to making a tumblr account and I’m about to go on a dsmp following spree.

For those who don’t know me I’ve been a long time tumblr lurker and an even longer time beeduo brainrotter. Bear with me as I try to set everything up and try and get the schedule post working. (I have a QUEUE of beeduo thoughts to post, it’ll all be tagged with #pearl’s beeduo brainrot)

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does anyone think about the egg being directly below the cake road. and how cakes are one of the only minecraft foods to be naturally red and white

how would they even tell if the cakeswere contaminated

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Maybe I've spent too long around children but I have MAJOR BEEF around the way people write Michael. It's the curse of every kid ever written in the fandom but I swearrrr kids can be there for more than the cuteness factor.

That's not to say you can't have Michael being cute in your fluff fic, but the quickest cheat to writing more realistic children is having them inconvenience the adult characters. And not just "waaa I'm lonely me want cuddles" but an actual inconvenience. Michael crying in the night and interrupting Tubbo's limited sleep. Michael getting sick so Ranboo has to care for him and can't hide away before he starts enderwalking. Michael wetting the bed on babysitter Techno and he has No Idea what to do. Michael getting stuck up a tree and not trusting Tommy to catch him.

It's the sort of stuff that every child is subject to in fandom but the OTHER thing is I'm the biggest nonverbal Michael hypeman. Like bro is NOT just a normal kid, he uses sign language or aac or at the very least has a significant speech impediment. He grew up in the nether no way does he speak fluently in a brand new language. Also AACs are way too cool let Michael spam the cake button instead of telling Tubbo if he wants a bath or a shower.