#me trying to get minecraft mods to work

[nshtn]

i hate when random people take "can program" out of my entire persona and assign me the role of being their programming tech support free 24/7 on call $0/hr

that sounds super specific but real ones know

[risingsunresistance]

love the keyboard this desktop came with even tho it's gonna take a lot of getting used to (i am making So Many typos) but i think i might need a new mouse. i have tiny baby hands and this mouse is literally bigger than my hand, i feel like i can barely click it KJGFH

[nyalisa-landale]

started looking up minecraft version history to figure out when I started playing the game, and I determined that my copy of minecraft is thirteen years old. modern minecraft is practically a completely different game!

and then I added 98 mods 4 resource packs and some shaders, so now it really IS like a whole new game.

I needed nether quartz to upgrade my mob farms, so I built a nether portal, saw a new vanilla biome so i started collecting unique blocks, but did not find nether quartz - so I teleported over to the northernmost place I'd discovered, but that just popped me out in the middle of basalt biome hell (also vanilla) which was already even on my map, so I decided I Needed To Explore.

and so I returned to the overworld and ventured ever northward, keeping in mind the abbreviated distances of the nether, to find somewhere far enough away to throw down another nether portal. I traveled through a massive bayou, several mangrove swamps, and even two separate magical forests; I saw great sweeping terracotta spikes bursting high through the surface of weathered badlands, and even a vanilla desert with a pyramid.

a pyramid with a golden idol and a ring teleporter: solid proof that the goa'uld had once been there. the teleporter took me to a desert temple with fairly mediocre loot and several armor trim templates (identical).

then I continued my journey, venturing forth through crimson forests and across icy rivers. I explored the heart of a massive glacier made entirely of black ice. I found and climbed a massive tower of ice and snow (the path was made mostly of snow, and fell through the same patch of powder snow three times), and at the top found an armor stand and several lanterns encased in ice. the structure was clearly manmade, so I decided to leave the armor stand where it was, just in case it was sealed for a reason.

finally, I found a village which had mostly generated at the top of a cliff, except for some empty stands and a bridge halfway across the river, which had generated at the bottom. across the river (and up another cliff) was a cherry grove, and, having traveled some five kilometers across the overworld, I decided: this, at the base of the village cliff, was the perfect place to build a new nether portal.

only to discover that I had no obsidian, because I had never actually demolished my second portal.

once I did that and set up the new portal, I found myself in the nether wastes (vanilla) where I watched what I thought was two piglins making out, but turned out to be one zombiefied piglin transforming his brethren. I dug a tunnel through solid netherrack, tried to make a gentle slope downward, fell into the lava ocean, decided not to slope the tunnel and just build a pillar with some stairs at the end, and finally successfully found some quartz! and also a fortress! I very carefully bridged my way across some basalt pillars in the lava ocean and broke into the stronghold, leaving myself careful directional markings in chalk as I went so that I only got a little bit lost. successfully found nether wart AND a blaze spawner, so I collected some wart and killed blazes until one of them dropped a card I could use to farm more blaze rods.

then I finally returned to my base, only to realize that the squat grow mod I had installed hours earlier kind of defeated the entire point of my making a skeleton farm to farm bones for bone meal.

my plan was to disable the mod, but I've just now thought that I could slap a zombie card into that farm instead, for rotten flesh I can craft into leather, so I think that's what I'm going to do.

[selvepnea]

Making environmental story telling in my mc builds by putting the masculising potion in a personal chest

[dexaroth]

cursed figura model that somehow imported two textures at once that keep z-fighting. he has two sides..

[dapper-nahrwhale]

FALLOUT NEW VEGAS ONLY 10 BUCKS ON STEAM????? ok.......

anyone who knows if the dlc is also worth getting or not? it makes it 20 but if its worth it ill get it

I think fallout might be the most expensive, infinity Nikki is free but it's a gacha so idk. All games are for PC my old laptop, bcuz that's what I've got. If anyone has any suggestions for other games similar I will take them. Getting very bored of just playing sims 4 thank u 👍

[nonbinary-octopus]

recently, while my wife and I were playing minecraft together, she made an offhand comment wishing that cats could have more than two modes of existing, a somewhere in the middle where they're tamed and friendly, but don't constantly follow you around if you haven't commanded them to sit

so I decided I would make her a mod

it is nearly done now. Once a cat is tamed, you can have it sit and stand on command as before, but when it stands, the cat makes a 50/50 decision whether it will follow you (vanilla tamed cat behavior), or wander around the village (untamed cat behavior + not shy anymore).

Or if you want to get a for sure switch, you can give the cat a piece of string to play with, and it will wander, or a chicken treat and it will follow you. I also added chicken as a temptation item, and you can tame with it.

speaking of temptation, tempting a wild cat with fish so you can tame it has the cat moving at 0.5 speed, which makes sense as it is skittish and you are trying to befriend it. But tempting a tamed cat had the same speed, and I thought that was just silly. In my experience, if a cat likes you and you offer food, the cat will approach you quickly. So now a tamed cat's tempting speed is 1.5 instead. May fiddle with that number a bit later

oh, also I decided that since creepers are wary of cats already... Why not let the cats hunt them? So now cats, both tame and wild, will attack creepers. (Careful, though, sometimes the cat will end up chasing a creeper towards you, lol!)

What I'm working on now is a visual distinction between the modes. The idea is that when the cat is working (follow mode), it can wear a harness the same color as its collar, which can be done by messing with the texture files.

this... has probably taken me longer than the rest of the mod, and I still haven't fully figured it out. It seemed so simple, but it turns out to be more complicated than I had thought.

I've put it down for now.

[laruezzzz]

~ 𝖘𝖙𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖒𝖊𝖗!𝖊𝖑𝖑𝖎𝖊 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘 [𝖘𝖋𝖜 + 𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜]

⋆.˚🎧✮˚.⋆🎮 𝔩𝔬𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔡 𝔬𝔫, 𝔩𝔬𝔠𝔨𝔢𝔡 𝔦𝔫, 𝔞𝔩𝔩 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯𝔰

𝖘𝖋𝖜

~ streamer!ellie, who starts every stream with a joke she rehearsed on you first. in the bathroom mirror. with a toothbrush in her mouth. sounding it out like a little kid reading a big word for the first time. it’s always some dumb pun or low-blow jab at a game dev, and every time you laugh- even if it’s fake- she files that sound away under “yes, this’ll totally kill!”

~ streamer!ellie, who tries to act all aloof and too-cool-for-twitch the first time you ever watched one of her streams, only to absolutely spiral when she saw your username notif pop up in chat. "oh- oh shit, that's- uh. babe?" she mumbles into the mic, suddenly forgetting how her own keyboard works. her chat goes feral. you haven’t even typed anything yet, you’re just lurking like a ghost. now every time you stop by, she does a gentle little voice. her voice gets all soft around the edges. it’s a little embarrassing, she knows, but she can’t help it.

~ streamer!ellie, who keeps a little sticky note stuck to the corner of her monitor that says “reminder: NO pet names on stream.” has she ever followed it? nope, not once. the minute you pass behind her cam, even in just socks and your ‘ugly but legal’ hoodie, she short-circuits. “hey babe- SHIT, wait, not babe- uh, you didn’t see that, right chat?” the clip hits twitter in like thirty seconds flat. she can’t ban the people who bring it up fast enough.

~ streamer!ellie, who mods her own minecraft server and only lets her mutuals in, but built a weirdly specific little cottage deep in the forest- moss on the roof, flower boxes, custom textures and everything- and when someone asks “who lives here?” she just shrugs and mumbles, “my girlfriend. obviously.” no one else can open the front door but you. she made sure of that herself, using redstone (yes i know this isn't possible shut up). it took her six hours and several breakdowns.

~ streamer!ellie, who has two camera setups- one for her desk, one for her sketchbook, but ends up never using the second cause she doesn’t like people seeing the way her hands shake when she draws something for you. it’s not nerves. it’s adrenaline. she stays up until 3am getting the shading on a silly chibi of you two kissing in the stardew valley style just right, then shyly posts it in her discord art channel with a “made this for my gf heheh don’t look at it.” everyone looks at it, of course.

~ streamer!ellie, who once did a Q&A and someone asked “how’d you two meet?” and she tried to tell the story but just about halfway through she got sidetracked describing your laugh. "okay wait, sorry—hold on. you know that like, pffft sound? Like a soda can opening but if it was like.. gay? yeah, that’s her laugh! makes me insane." forty-five minutes go by, and she’s still talking about you. no one remembers the original question.

𝖓𝖘𝖋𝖜

~ streamer!ellie, who swears up and down she doesn't get off on the sound of you teasing her while she's live. but, god, when you're sprawled out on the bed just off-camera, mouthing filth at her behind her monitor, she fumbles her controller like it’s greased up. “yeah, i- i meant to drop that grenade. tactical, yknow?” her chat's making fun of her. her pulse is tap-dancing. when she finally ends the stream she’s all over you with her headset still on, dragging your ass under her and exclaiming, “do you think you're funny!?” poor baby, she is so flustered.

~ streamer!ellie, who tries to sext you mid-stream with the literal worst euphemisms imaginable. “my joystick is overheating. might need some cooling from a certain technician 😼” she types under her desk, looking smug like she just wrote shakespeare. afterwards, as she waits for your reply, her face is beet red and she's trying not to laugh at her own stupid innuendo. later, when you're alone, she trips over her own shoes trying to pull her jeans off, muttering, “oh, the technician’s here! time to, uh- fix my…data…hard drive…” you silence her with a kiss before she starts yapping on about RAM.

~ streamer!ellie, who wanted to surprise you by playing a sexy version of her sub goal wheel- except she forgot like half the prompts. so you’re sitting on the bed while she spins it live, and suddenly she’s reading out loud: “uh… okay… it says ‘lick something sweet’- wait, i meant like candy, not- well, okay, now i’m thinking about licking you…” she snorts, wheels the chair back from the cam, and whispers, “you wanna be my dessert after this?” later, she’s got whipped cream on her chin, and you're trying to take her seriously while she deadpans, “this is peak content.”

~ streamer!ellie, who tried to record a freaky audio for your birthday. she thought she’d be all smooth about it- low, raspy voice, moans, the works. but five seconds in, she hiccups, giggles, and drops her phone. “okay, okay- listen, i'm restarting. this time i’m gonna sound like a sex demon, promise.” she does not. she sounds like a total nerd trying her best, getting more turned on by how flustered she is than the script. you end up using the bloopers as foreplay. she’s in your lap, laughing between kisses, voice all breathy as she admits, “i wanted it to be all sexy, not… not... like scooby doo!”

~ streamer!ellie, who swore she was gonna top this time- like, she even practiced her “dom voice” in the mirror in preparation. “you’re mine tonight, got it?” but when it came down to it, all that practiced confidence unraveled the second you called her “ma’am” in a half-joking voice. “don’t do that,” she squeaks, climbing on top of you with all the menace of a nervous puppy, hoodie sleeves falling over her hands. “i will literally combust.” she tries to hold eye contact while riding you, but fails miserably, of course. she keeps biting her lip to stifle the whimpery little sounds she’s making. “fuck, this wasn’t the plan,” she mumbles. “you were supposed to be the one blushing.”

~ streamer!ellie, who gets so turned on watching you play her favourite games that she ends up draped across your lap, making “helpful suggestions” with her hand buried in your panties. "you're aiming a little low- oh, fuck, right there is good, actually." when you raise an eyebrow, she just grins. “it's some tactical distraction, babe! gotta keep the game realistic, no?”

[octal-codes]

The modder argument is a fallacy.

We've all heard the argument, "a modder did it in a day, why does Mojang take a year?"

Hi, in case you don't know me, I'm a Minecraft modder. I'm the lead developer for the Sweet Berry Collective, a small modding team focused on quality mods.

I've been working on a mod, Wandering Wizardry, for about a year now, and I only have the amount of new content equivalent to 1/3 of an update.

Quality content takes time.

Anyone who does anything creative will agree with me. You need to make the code, the art, the models, all of which takes time.

One of the biggest bottlenecks in anything creative is the flow of ideas. If you have a lot of conflicting ideas you throw together super quickly, they'll all clash with each other, and nothing will feel coherent.

If you instead try to come up with ideas that fit with other parts of the content, you'll quickly run out and get stuck on what to add.

Modders don't need to follow Mojang's standards.

Mojang has a lot of standards on the type of content that's allowed to be in the game. Modders don't need to follow these.

A modder can implement a small feature in 5 minutes disregarding the rest of the game and how it fits in with that.

Mojang has to make sure it works on both Java and Bedrock, make sure it fits with other similar features, make sure it doesn't break progression, and listen to the whole community on that feature.

Mojang can't just buy out mods.

Almost every mod depends on external code that Mojang doesn't have the right to use. Forge, Fabric API, and Quilt Standard Libraries, all are unusable in base Minecraft, as well as the dozens of community maintained libraries for mods.

If Mojang were to buy a mod to implement it in the game, they'd need to partially or fully reimplement it to be compatible with the rest of the codebase.

Mojang does have tendencies of *hiring* modders, but that's different than outright buying mods.

Conclusion

Stop weaponizing us against Mojang. I can speak for almost the whole modding community when I say we don't like it.

Please reblog so more people can see this, and to put an end to the modder argument.

[returnofeternity]

Adult Lottie x tmasc streamer reader!!🔋🔋🔋❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹🕊️🕊️

literally buys you any equipment you need!!!! you need that 300 dollar wheel for your truck sim streams? it'll be here tomorrow 😊 you need a PC upgrade? don't even look at the price, just pick whatever will work the best 😊 you need her wallet so you can buy vbucks? it's on the dresser 😊

she makes a youtube/twitch account just to chat and sub to you 😭😞 it's so cute. she always leaves these big ass dono/sub messages that take up the chat and you always joke about mods getting rid of that 'spammer' 😭 (she was so sad when she actually got timed out as a joke that she didn't chat for the rest of the stream 😞). always hypes you up and reminds you to pause so you can eat something :) she lovesss dropping a whole bunch of gifties for everyone, it warms her heart seeing ppl thank her for the sub <3

she did your tshot on stream once because you forgot about it while gaming and she just barged in with your needle and bandaid, pulling you away from ur very important Minecraft building.

she's ur camera man when you're doing vlogs when you need it!!! you're usually fine to hold the camera on your own, but if you need to show something off or do your 'first bite' bit, you always hand it to her :3 you like including her in vlogs too, just recording your journey to the cafe she's taking you to, or deciding to film the shopping trip.

she's also ur model for merch drops :b

you don't know HOW she figured this out, but she somehow joined your discord call that you were having with friends late at night and yelled for you to go to bed :/

i know her ass tries to get you to do a vlog on sunshine honey so she can get more members 😭 she has everything scripted and shit and even makes these lil posters on photoshop and she's so pouty and grumpy when you decline 😒 she doesn't use her prime on you that month >.<

she LOVES buying you games!!!!! one time she saw this game she thought you'd like and when you told her you didn't have a ps2 to play it on, she just bought you one :) she loves watching you play them even more!! especially if they're multiplayer and she can play, like Mario kart or fortnite.

you love bringing her on to play with you too!!!~ sometimes she'll be in a different room while you call her on discord, or she'll be in the room with another controller. you think it's so cute how she tries to talk like you with like streamer slang 😭 the concept of lottie matthews saying, "mods? can we time that guy out, please?" makes me laugh so much.

reader who does a deep dive into the yellowjackets with their streamer friends for shits and giggles 😭 bc you know there's probably tonnssss of yt videos about them in the yjs universe...

she rly wants to try hiding under your desk during a stream and see how well you can stay quiet 🫣

lottie who sports ur merch :b she wears your sweatpants during lazy days and wears your t-shirts out in public sometimes to rep for you!!!!

[endivinity]

WOUGH okay so the premise all started because of the way I play FO4 on survival which is about as long and arduous as this post. it's ALL in settlement building and most of my mods reflect this. I play that shit like minecraft. I'll chuck some screenshots at the end

the more you think about it, the less plausible it is for a soldier or a lawyer respectively to have ANY idea about the fine tuning of crafting a fusion generator or a water purifier, let alone know how to construct a pre-broken window pane. None of the wood is useable - there's no amount of fantasy that can make me believe a whole bed can be constructed out of two pencils and a pack of cigarettes. Realistically - the resources need to come from somewhere. I've also read critiques about how the commonwealth hasn't progressed for two centuries (which, part of this is because of how Bethesda handles the Fallout franchise vs the established societies in 1 and 2. for the record i LOATHED 3 and am very firmly a new vegas bitch). They're still living in Diamond City surrounded by piles of trash and the rest of the NPC settlements are canonically wiped out or basically considered the dregs (Goodneighbor, the Children of Atom, charitably the Atom Cats; Quincy and University Point, etc). They live off scavenging for trash and components that are somehow still lying around untouched. Most of this is because the game wants you to use this cool mechanic they've introduced and to feel like you're rebuilding the wasteland with your bare hands, and you get your pick of a huge scope of lands to build on, and the appearance of actual civilisation suffers for it. Nobody lives there. Realistically, you're going to build up one or two really good settlements and the rest are barebones or empty.

Jake (probably has a longer name. it's never mentioned) is a civil engineer who has combat training and survival know-how for funsies and by the cusp of the great war her department had enough downsizing that she was taking on the work of coworkers who had been "let go" (executed for thought crimes), so she knows some stuff about blueprinting things other than major city infrastructure, at least enough to delegate or make suggestions. She also stirred the pot and got higher-ups very angry at her and was punitively assigned to marriage and domesticity in Sanctuary Hills. Most importantly, she's not related to the family that have the kid. Nate gets shot and Nora suffocates in cryo.

She enters a world that perplexes her specifically because nothing has progressed for two hundred years, but through very very careful investigation she finds out that something or someone is actively interfering with any attempts to settle and develop. There's an intensive spying network going on and she has to figure out what's safe, who's safe, how the raider groups are able to be raiding year-round without dying of starvation because they're certainly not farming, how to build and manage and educate her new settlements without tripping the local spy network, how to set up trade convoys for lumber and concrete without tripping the local spy network OR instigating the raider gangs that systematically wiped out the convoys in the first place, and how to source parts for this goddamn water purifier schematic while not dying to super-radstorms or a really big wild hog. She customarily fights with a knife (Throatslicer); she's proficient at sniping and occasionally uses a plasma sniper or a gauss rifle.

Deacon is her story companion because of the 'friend' RR sign above the vault. Guy's been spying from the get-go. But because Jake's super paranoid and realistically, he has no way of knowing who you are because you aren't stupid and bald and wearing a pair of signature sunglasses, he loses her the moment she ditches the vault suit at the Abernathys'; half of his part of the story is trying to find out what happened to her, why the institute was involved in the vault at all (and increasingly wild theories about how she's a synth plant), and who this weirdass woman is who's suddenly taking over the trade routes, and talk of new settlements that's kept so hush-hush he can't even crack the secrets with his super believable caravan hand outfit.

Eventually Jake realizes she's in way over her head trying to manage settlements and hunts down the Railroad to ask for help, which... they're very downsized. They're basically a skeleton crew. I have no idea how they suddenly have all those heavies at the battle of bunker hill or the castle or whatever the fuck. So they can't and/or won't help her, and it comes down to Deacon to make an executive decision over what he thinks is going to be longterm better for the wasteland and the synth populations, and when weighing up the options between this cool lady who never shows her face and creeps around spiderman-style to sever a gunner's spinal cord and wants to crack the Institute wide open, or being trapped in a crypt with Carrington and successfully exfiltrating one synth every three months, the decision is obvious

and since you made it this far here's some shots of builds I've worked on. My main base at Egret Tours; Sanctuary Hills after I removed all the shitass housing for funsies; Murkwater Construction with incredibly poor navmeshing; my other main at Dalton Farm. yes my save file hates me

[o-pandora-o]

What in Hell is Bad? Kings! Steamer AU! Part 1 (Satan, Mammon, Leviathan, Beelzebub)

In the demon world where streaming is a trend, what would the kings stream?

a/n: I wrote this because I had inspiration from HCs (from HSR). I'm trying my best to be interested again in WHB, will post more Hcs and fics this year, I promise. I have several fics that are WIPS and now I'm just writing the ending of several parts. I will probably do and post the ones I have most interest in, as apparently first come first serve isn't working for my brain LMAO.

Satan

🩸 Satan would be a streamer that plays multiplayer online battle arena games (MOBA) (e.g. League of Legends, Dota 2, etc.)

🩸 He mostly uses DPS/Atk based characters. If he needs to change roles (Tank/Support) it's still on DPS/Atk build. You're asking him to revive you? Nope. He's killing the enemy team using a healer. You're asking him to tank? Nope. He's gotta be the MVP (enemy deaths, not as support).

"Hah face me like a man, you scaredy cat!"

🩸 In terms of his setup, it was a simple gaming setup with LED lights and a decent gaming chair. The background was simple, a few posters, Gundam Models, and a few figures here and there.

🩸 Invites and plays with mammon often (and streams it). One time, he invited Mammon to play League (it was Mammon's first time playing), he raged when Mammon became the MVP and doesn't know the significance of it.

"YOU TOLD ME THIS WAS YOUR FIRST TIME PLAYING??"

Mammon laughs heartily "Hahahah it was! I kind of enjoyed it"

"YOU FUCKIN-" Satan's mods muted his mic for sa safety of the ears of the viewers.

🩸 Hosts one of those games where viewers can also challenge Satan. Of course no one beats him.

🩸 Satan is secretly called by his fanbase as "Sahua", which was short for Satan Chihuahua.

"Sahua gettin mad, get yo popcorns ready" A viewer commented.

Satan saw this and asked "Who is Sahua?"

The chat flooded with 'Uh oh..." "he's onto us...."

Satan got more curious and said "Okay ya'll are hinding something! Who the $%&# is Sahua?"

One anonymous viewer commented "Sahua = Satan Chihuahua"

"WHO ARE YOU CALLIN CHIHUAHUA?!" his mod, Sitri, decided to cut the connection before Satan decides to ban his viewer one by one.

🩸 His fanbase and viewers are called Warriors of Gehenna (he named himself).

"It's kinda cringey..." Beelzebub says

"TF YOU MEAN IT'S CRINGEY, YOU $=#£"

Mammon

🪙Mammon would be the type of streamer that plays Gacha games (similar to Genshin Impact, Honkai Star Rail, Wuthering waves etc.) and Casual games (Stardew Valley etc.).

🪙Tartaros being the lead country of technology, he owns the MOST expensive gaming PC and chair known to mankind, his chair even has the built in massage function.

🪙Once invited Satan to one of his streams while playing Stardew Valley. Satan once commented to "stop being a wuss" because Mammon played Stardew Valley but little did he know Satan was becoming hooked.

🪙Hosts one of those events where he pulls on viewer's accounts. Ofc you can trust him with your account because he's hella rich.

🪙If he loses on a viewer's account, he'll ALWAYS swipe because he feels bad.

"Oh. I lost the banner." After a while....*insert recharge noise* "Alright, where were we?"

"Congrats y/n for winning the limited character banner!!!" he said as he laughed heartily.

🪙He also hosts one of those Minecraft Realms that is open to the public. Though his server mods, Bimet and Valefor, occasionally bans players who uses cheats.

🪙He hosts giveaways and competitions for his fanbase. For giveaways, he picks fans randomly from his livestream. For competitions, it's mostly art competitions (despite of being one of the people who have the best gadgets and pc, he hates AI work).

🪙He appreciates and keeps all of the artworks of him. He currently has a gallery filled with all the artworks and even a TV that plays his fanbase's creation of him whether it be memes, best videos of him (edited) or even animations.

"Oi. How come you have a lot of artworks from your viewers?" Satan asks, a bit jealous.

"I don't really curse at them when they lose at games" Mammon smiles at Satan

"WHAT DOES THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, HUH?!"

🪙His fanbase and viewers are called Mammy's, which is a cuter and shorter name for Mammon's (get it? Because he own's all of you...).

Leviathan

⚰️"Streaming? Why would I please other people? They should please me for giving them an ample amount of my time. No, they should hang themselves for wasting my time!" Leviathan said as he set up his camera.

⚰️He does vlogs instead of streaming. He mostly creates a series of "Daily Life in Hades", which is honestly just the camera pointing at him while he signs documents.

⚰️In some occasion, viewers can see a naked Barbatos running around the garden (which results in Levi hanging him), Glasylabolas recommending Caskets and Torture devices (which Levi covers the camera), and Leviathan getting caught into Orias' traps and schemes kill Leviathan (in which Foras covers the camera instead).

⚰️In a rare instance, Leviathan plays games (preferably mind games such as Chess) with viewers.

"Pfft you call that games? Hah. Boring!" Satan scoffs.

Mammon laughs heartily and pats Satan's head. "Call it boring but he still makes an effort to entertain his viewers" Mammon states as Satan tries to bite off his hand.

"Why are you idiots here and why are you talking about what I do?! Get out or I'll hang you both!!"

⚰️The viewers and fanbase call levi as Levianyan because of his similarity to a cat; beautiful, sassy, and just a tsundere.

"Stop calling me that! I'm not as weak as a cat! I'll hang all of you one by one!" Leviathan glares at his chat

"Hah! Look at this one getting called a cat by his fanbase! But you know it's kinda cute if your fanbase gives you a nickname" Satan smiles smugly.

"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?" Leviathan covers his camera and all of you can hear small explosions and fighting.

⚰️The fanbase and viewers also call themselves "The Levianyan Club" while some...extra lively viewers call themselves "Leviathan's Skincare Routine" (Leviathan does me before going to bed)

"Skincare routine? That's a lively fanbase Hahahaha" Mammon comments on his recent live stream (just a casual talking stream)

"Ugh don't even ask, Mammon." Leviathan glares as he responds to Mammon's chat.

Beelzebub

🕶️He does both streaming and vlogging. He plays cooking mama and some adventure or open world games. While he sometimes vlog about his daily life, travels, and usually ASMR mukbang (eating tons of food).

🕶️He plays cooking mama and recreates the recipes with his own twist. Fried chicken with ice cream? Yeah he does this. Hotdogs and pancakes as hotdog buns? Tastes good! However some recipes.... aren't as good.

🕶️He also plays open world games like Genshin Impact or Minecraft. He lets the viewers join him but there are instances he left the game open and gets distracted by something else.

"Imma go get more food and soda!!" Beel said hurrying.

After a while the chat goes "Beel?" "OML he left us again!" "That's Beel for you....a fly"

🕶️Most of the time Bael will go take over, saying the stream has to stop because Beel decided to buy Pizza...in another country. "Uh Chat....the stupid king can't continue the stream. I apologize for the inconvenience..." You all heard Bael say, as he rubs his temples while facing the camera.

The chat goes "Can you play with us instead, Bael?"

"Me? Well... let's look at his character first...LEVEL 30 AT A WORLD LEVEL WITH ENEMIES ARE 60?" Bael had a migraine.

-Sometimes play with Satan and Mammon but...well you know the drill....he often gets distracted, and leaves the game (irl).

"Bell we need help here? Where are you?" Satan asked as he's focused in killing the enemy in front of him.

"Bell?" Mammon asked while in voice chat.

They both died because of the enemy.

"BEELZEBUB WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU? BELL??" Satan screeches and Mammon laughs as they both know he's gone.

🕶️There were times wherein he live streams mukbang, he stands up to get a drink and ultimately forgets about the stream LMAO. Which leaves him accidentally streaming 'a daily life in Avisos'.

"We got the new menu from House of Avisos! Fried Chicken with Angel Blood, Devil Noodles with extra sauce, and Magma Cakes!! Oh wait we can't forget the drink now!!"

🕶️If he accidentally leaves the live stream open, you can see: Amon drooling at the food that was left, Naberius and Stolas running and flying around, and Bael screaming on top of his lungs while holding a shit ton of receipt "BEELZEBUB COME BACK HERE, I WILL SKIN YOU ALIVE!!!"

🕶️Beel would most likely start the stream, Bael would take over and end the stream. Is that what we call friendship?

-His fanbase and viewers call him "Fly King", while they (fanbase) call themselves "Flies".

"Fly King? Suits him well." Leviathan comments

"Jealous, Levianyan?" Satan sneers as he typed.

"Stop calling me that!" Leviathan glares at Satan's comment.

[pupi-pop]

So basically- I got to thinking about how Wukong offered Macaque the peach popsicle at the end of the special and it's been seen as an olive branch and I was like "What if that becomes a reoccurring thing they do--" So in my mind it's become something they offer eachother after something rough happens either between them or as a situation together. A silent message of "We'll work on this", kinda like a pinkie promise- But y'know their own monkey version of it. I imagine Macaque was the first to start it after something that stressed them both out, Wukong mostly, and it's just become a common thing now. I normally don't draw anything other than cutesy wholesome moments but even I realize these two have so much to work through emotionally and they've barely had time to even do that because they're emotionally hit with a bus just about every episode.

Honestly, me drawing the two will probably mainly stay on the wholesome side since it's just more comfortable for me to work with, but who knows there might be bits and pieces of the harder work they gotta go through to get there. I'd like to think they get there eventually though. --- Wowie hello- this took like a week to complete the first drawing and within that period the new episodes dropped and it also felt like I was emotionally hit by a bus. I started this with the intention of the first drawing after whatever events of the new episodes occurred but I've suddenly learned that this show has a very chaotic releasing every single time- I am so sorry for those who's had to experience it in the past- my god. I have seen the new episodes- Only not in English so I only could understand what I watched but man it was a lot-- I also have those non English episodes saved saved because I played this "Find the episodes" game when I started watching and had to hunt down the special for 4. Fun times. Regarding spoilers- I'll be drawing new art for the recent episodes of course- but won't post them for a good bit to be fair to those awaiting the English dub, one of those being one of my friends that follows me. I don't wanna spoil anything for them until then <3 Also might I add- this is the same friend who is probably the reason this took days to finish for dragging me to play modded minecraft with them daily,,, Anyway, I'll be trying to branch out and draw the other characters in meantime so I'll see you then!

[marblejack]

Watching RTGame Minecraft playthrough and Daniel's genuine fascination with vanilla experience made me reflect on how I view this game. It reminded me how I first discovered it decade ago, had the ultimate Minecraft experience of trying to figure stuff on my own (and miserably failing), then having a knowing friend behind my back teaching the basics™ and slowly getting on track from there. Surely, it's not a new game. And I feel like over the years, as I grew up, Minecraft-the-game slowly morphed into some hybrid virtual medium to hang out with friends for me. It became less of a world I get immersed in and more of an algorithm I'm really good at navigating and using its restrictions to my advantage. In a weird fashion, the only thing I can compare what modded Minecraft is to me is Hatsune Miku, an entity who functionally is an avatar with million faces and myriad stories for you to tell. In the same manner long ago modded Minecraft became a neutral base to create any game in (almost) any genre I felt like playing. It's a welcome development, but what I ultimately gave up in exchange is appreciation for simplicity of vanilla, and I became desensitized to it. Watching Daniel discover all these novelties with almost childlike wonder, I can't help but get nostalgic over how I used to see it, and how I never will be able to go back to it. That's so obvious, but so many decisions he makes I wouldn't, if I was playing. I'm probably one of those people who kept suggesting creating new world, until Daniel put effort in exploring it and discovering all those gorgeous places that I wouldn't. Seeing him roleplay and genuinely engage with the world surrounding him reminded me how decade ago I used to have a small house with a single dog on the edge of the cliff in the snowy taiga. I didn't really do anything to progress the game and was too scared to go into the caves to upgrade my tools to iron, so I tended to my little garden, fed my dog with chicken and wrote something in my only book and quill as a diary. It was all these same actions every single day, but I never felt bored. I felt isolated, but never lonely with my dog by my side, and as soon as sun had set, I was racing to my tiny hut, afraid of mobs, and my dog would feel really sad if one day I didn't return, after all. For some reason, decade later I remember everything to the tiniest detail. The layout of the house, the surrounding forest and what I wrote down back then. Since those times I had countless worlds and multiple projects, I used to speedrun Minecraft for fun and competition, but I remember so little about it all, a blurred memories of something that vaguely happened. But seeing Daniel build his tower, having beef with villagers stealing his sleeping spot, parting sea and for shits and giggles, spending two hours trying to draw a circle that functionally doesn't work for an assumption he lowkey gaslit himself into believing is true, filling out the maps of surrounding areas and looking for Bubblegum to lead home make me feel those exact feelings again. Maybe that's what it feels like to be the knowing friend sitting behind someone's back and teaching the ways of Minecraft. I never got to know what it feels like. After all, who hasn't played Minecraft nowadays?

[modelbus]

Could I request a Singer!Reader x Tommyinnit fic with the song ‘So American’ by Olivia Rodrigo? I think it would be cute if tommy bragged about reader on stream and she wrote songs about him <3

I assume you wanted a song fic, and if not… too late… whoops…

Pairing: Cc!Tommyinnit x Fem!Reader

So American

Drivin’ on the right-side road He says I’m pretty wearin’ his clothes

Tommy’s eyes are on the window, looking vaguely surprised every time that the Uber takes a turn and reaffirms that, yes, he is meant to be driving on the right side of the road. It was something he jokingly called “barbaric” when he first visited your parents with you, but now he simply gives you a disgusted look to confirm that his beliefs on it hasn't changed. 

His arm is over your shoulders, playing with a loose thread on your sweater. Technically, it’s his sweater, but you claimed it as your own this morning. You claim most of his clothes as your own, actually. You liked wearing his baggy sweaters, he liked seeing you in them. Your fans go wild for it.

A fair trade, in your opinion.

His clothes were softer than yours for some reason, and they smelled like him. Plus, he had about a gazillion sweaters. He could definitely afford to spare some for you.

“The fuck is that?” Tommy asks, squinting at someone in a chicken costume dancing on the roadside with a sign. “Are they a fucking chicken?”

“It’s advertising.” You explain, laughing at the look on his face.

“Take a photo, take a photo.” He directs you, barely waiting for you to get your phone out before he snatches it to take a photo while the Uber drives by. Then he flips the camera to take a selfie of you two, making a horrified look for the photo. You mimic his expression. “There, send it later, I’ll post it.” 

“Got it.” You take your phone back, zooming in on the photo of you two to see how you look in it. Your hair’s a little messy, but that's to be expected. It’s a long Uber ride, after all.

“You look pretty as always, stop inspecting the photo.” Tommy grins at you, yawning after.

“Yeah yeah.” Clicking your phone off, you drop your head onto his shoulder. “Whatever you say, Tom.”

“Damn right, whatever I say.”

And he laughs at all my jokes And he says I'm so American Oh, God, it's just not fair of him To make me feel this much

“This mod adds alligators to Minecraft.” Tommy says, showing you it.

He’s trying to find a collection of mods for a new modded Minecraft video, but he’s run through most of the good working ones. And he wasn’t receptive to downloading a virus for a video on the bad mods.

“What do you call an alligator in a vest?” You ask, looking back down at your phone. “An investigator.”

He stares at you. After a moment of silence, he snorts. “That was so shit. Never make a joke like that ever again.”

“You still laughed.”

“But it wasn’t funny.” He stresses. “It was a pity laugh. Your joke was pitiful.”

“So you say, but you laugh every fucking time.” You smile brightly at him: he can’t help but smile back.

“There aren’t even any fuckin’ alligators in England, man. You’re so American!” Tommy nudges you with his elbow, going back to scrolling through mods.

So American. A common insult, but he has a way of making it seem endearing. 

“And you’re so British.”

I'd go anywhere he goes And he says I'm so American

Tour life is exhausting. 

Traveling from place to place, staying in hotels that range from absolute shit to five stars, you start to wonder why on Earth you’re doing this. But, for all your complaints, you know Tommy is even more exhausted. After all, he’s the one performing damn near every day. And although he loves it, you know it’s draining.

So there you are. Waiting in the wings after every show, giving him a hug when he runs off stage. Enduring the same creaky hotel beds as he is, although he uses your body as a pillow while you use the hotel pillows. 

Despite it all, it’s incredible watching him shine. He’s in his element, sharing comedy and humor with the world. And every single show, he always seems awed at how many people show up.

You’re glad you get to be there to see him flourish and to support him through it. Even if you get stuck with the odd-job of trying to fit Freddy into a dog costume a few too many times for your liking. Even if Tommy drags you out onto the stage for bows despite your lack of being in the actual show and your protests.

Simply put, you’re happy to be wherever Tommy is. He inspires your songs, pages of your notebook filled with the mere idea of his stage presence.

Your fans are probably tired of it by now. You’re not.

I really love my bed, but, man, it's hard to sleep when he's with me When he's with me

“Turn the light off.” Tommy groans, face in a pillow and arm thrown over your stomach.

You glance at the light above the bed, the switch within arms reach. The hotel room is otherwise dark, matching the time of how late it is. And yet you can’t go to bed. With Tom next to you, your mind is racing, inspiration racing through your thoughts like lightning in your veins.

“I’m almost done.” You promise him, knowing you’re not. The notebook full of song lyrics and ideas is crammed full, the page you’re working on is half empty. It’ll be filled by morning.

“Bullshit.” He complains, blindly grabbing for the notebook and pen. He whacks you in the arm, making you shove him, and he finally gets his hands on your prized notebook. “Fucking thing.”

Yelping when he drops it off his side of the bed, you try to lean over him to grab it back. Instead, he acts like an octopus, throwing all his limbs around you like you’re a damn stuffed animal.

“Tom—“

“Light. Off.” He demands.

“I need my notebook—“

“Light.” He repeats slowly. “You have a recording tomorrow.”

“That doesn’t mean I need sleep.” You grumble, but reach out and flip the light off. The hotel room plunges into darkness, and Tommy makes an agreeable noise.

Within what seems like mere seconds, he’s out as easily as you had turned off the light. Exhausted from his stream earlier, no doubt. By all means, you should be exhausted too. Yet the warm body next to yours keeps you wide awake.

If you blink, or close your eyes, he might not be there in the morning. The best damn thing to ever happen to you, a British guy. You won’t lose him, or everything good he’s brought to you.

Laying your head on his arm, you stare blankly at the ceiling. Half-formed lyrics with no background music swirl around in your brain, pushing insistently at your cerebral cortex in a desperate bid to escape from being thoughts and becoming reality.

Tommy snores loudly, knocking you directly out of your thoughts. Laughing, you nudge him with your foot. He rolls, suffocating you with the way he ends up half atop you.

You’re more than happy to let him.

But ain't it love? I think I'm in love

Two steps forward, five back. Turn, flip your hair gracefully.

The metronome ticks in time with your moves, keeping count for you so you stay on time. Although you preferred the singing part of your job, you tough it out with your choreographer for dances. Besides, seeing it all come together is immensely satisfying.

“Run it through one more time girls!” Your choreographer, Elain, shouts with a clap of her hands. You scramble back to your spot, flyaway hairs already sticking to the back of your neck. Who needs a workout when you have dance?

By the time you’re finished with the last run through and take a break to chug some water, you’re dripping sweat. Attractive? No. But you worked damn hard, and it’s proof of that. All of your other dancers are sweating too, chatting between swigs of water.

You grab your phone, swiping it open to check your messages. Your manager was meant to email you about a certain venue sometime today, and you didn’t want to miss it.

But the second you open your phone, it vibrates with a call. A photo of you and Tom pops up, his name broadcasting across the screen. You smile automatically, knowing damn well he has your schedule memorized to call you during breaks.

“I thought you were streaming?” You ask, accepting it and raising it to your ear. One of your dancer wiggles her eyebrows at you, knowing exactly who it is.

“If only my man was that good to me.” Another girl jokes, laughing.

“I thought you were dancing.” Tommy snarks back on the phone. “Slacking, huh?”

“Oh, fuck off. I’d like to see you dance. Last time you broke a vase.” You lean against the wall.

“It was in a stupid place and it was fucking ugly.”

It was on a table, and it was flower-patterned.

“It was fine, Tom. You just can’t dance. Wait— I take that back. You ‘club girl’ dance.”

He gasps commercially, then starts shouting into the phone. “You bitch! I do not! I am a sexy sexy man while dancing!”

Your jerk your phone away from your ear, laughing despite the fact he probably just burst your eardrums.

“Break’s over!” Elain shouts, eyeballing you in particular. You nod at her, bringing your phone back to your ear. Luckily, Tommy’s stopped shouting.

“—Jack goddamn manifold is coming over for the stream, so I have to hide all your shit because I don’t trust him with it—“ Tommy is saying, rambling about a topic. You wish you could skip choreo to listen to him for ages, FaceTime him and watch while he talks. God, you miss him. You really should plan a visit to England again soon.

“Tom.” You cut him off. “Sorry, but I’ve got to get back to dancing.”

“Is it already—? Oh, yeah.” He sighs. “Fine, I guess I can let you leave my amazing presence. Call me after, or else.”

“Promise.” You assure him. “Love you.”

“Love you!” He echoes back enthusiastically.

You end the call, frowning down at your phone for a second. Definitely need to plan a new trip.

"Girl, stop frowning!" A dancer calls out to you, and you laugh, dropping your phone.

"Yeah yeah, I know."

You're lucky to be in love.

[osc-totally-true-confessions]

mepad is literally the worst character in ii i dont get how anyone lieks him sorry. here are many reasons as to why he is Awful:

he is BOring

he is pink and purple (gay colors) (i am homophobic.)

why didnt he just teleport mephone out of the way of cobs? is he stupid?

he is stupid.

noncontestant characters are Overrated.

my favorite character is trophy and he was mean to trophy once (i love trophy) (he is my special pookie bear and he did no wrong ever)

hes just a slab and that is boring character design

he has no mouth. how does he eat? he doesnt. Unrealistic

he probably smells

men like him are why im Straight. (As in I'm a man who likes women. I am not a women who likes man.)

he should have stanned loona

where was mepad on 9/11? We don't know.

He lied (gaslighting) to Everyone about not having emotions (HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOU HAVE EMOTIONS?? WHEN YOU HAVE EMOTHINS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!?)

literalyl What is his problem. L Bozo

his death had no impact on me.

what does he contribute to the show? Graphs of votes? Yawwwwnnnnn

"i didn't" LAME choice of last words. I could have done better

he was only stabbed once litearally anyone could survive that

why didnt he stand up to mephone sooner ? beta behaviour

ipads suck (See: iPad Babys. this is mepad's fault)

why did he try to help taco shes literally irredeemable? did he watch season 1?

tacos tirade wasnt even that good.

ughhhh another character who has plot and an arc ItS GOTTEN SO OLD.

he is (was. RIP lol) friends with toilet. who is a toilet. i shouldnt have to explain this one 🙄

i bet he couldnt even run minecraft because hes such an old model

in a show where people can come back to liffe literally whenever he still found a way to diee for good. L of the Century

he had a mansion named after him? thats private property. thats capitalism. He is not an ally of the working class. if he was he would have had a library or community center

where did he get those rocket parts? Ermmmm Continuity Error Alert!

MePad? more like MeBAD!

he wasnt eliminated ONCE in all 3 seasons. PLOT ARMOR.

when will he learn that other people arent his problem. literally never (he died.)

Do I need a reason to dislike a character? I don't! Don't expect one.

No arms.

hes a fucking NERDDD

He probably wont even show up to season 4, the lazy fuck

I bet he wouldn't smoke weed. Lame!

Why did he let marshmallow leave the show? thats against the rules.

I made up a verision of him in my head where he is worse than in canon and I need to act like its his character exactly.

His fans are annoyingggg

Teleporting is literally overpowered Mods kill this guy for godmodding

hes literally so fucking mean???

why is he nice to people the world isnt SUPPOSED to be nice ITS A DOG EAT DOG WORLD OUT THERE

he would be an awful mayor.

i cant do ANYTHING anymore without people coming up to me like "OH ITS THE MEPAD GUY ITS THE GUY WHO LIKES MEPAD ITS the MAN WHO WANTS To KISS MEPAD BECAUSE HES GAY!!!" IM NOT GAY. IM TIRED OF THIS SHIT. I HATE MEPAD. IM A STRAIGHT MAN AND I HATE MEPAD.

he will never know the joy of most things

he has lied on multiple occasions. you cant trust this motherfucker

he has killed. i dont have proof but i know it has to have happened

i bet hed read Homestuck.

i hate his stupid little friends

i dont likje him

thank you.

waow