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Some more OriginSMP! Headcanons!

As always remember this is just the characters and has no relation to the real people!

O! Jack

Uses lava as a substitute for water, for example because he can't bathe in water or drink water, he instead bathes in and instead drinks lava!

Very hot-headed... get it cuz he's a fire boy haha

Colourblind, all colours have a red-orange tint to them. His glasses help to fix it a little bit.

Will eat literally anything, he has no food preference.

Owns so many hoodies. He has a whole closet for just hoodies. Why does he have so many. They're all just striped black and another colour.

Wears gloves because his hands are always either slightly on fire or extremely hot and he doesn't wanna hurt people by accident

O! Ranboo

As much as he is a spoiled princely-type, he's also deep into an emo phase. These things combined means he dresses like a dark king and gatekeeps Emocore like his life depends on it.

Makes all the enderman sounds at uncontrollable intervals, for example he makes a purring sound when he's happy or content, and a screeching hiss when hurt.

He's not very good at socialising with others at all and can come off as rude and insulting even when he's not trying to be.

Because he's so bad at socialising he owns an array of different books, one of which being his "polite words for peasants" book. He owns a few in the same nature, such as books on how to greet others properly, icebreakers, etc.

He's trilingual and can speak English, Ender and enchantment table. And he does flex this a wild amount

He really wants to make friends despite acting like he doesn't, and so he tends to follow around others as well as copy their movements, answer questions asked by or towards them, and watches them from afar. He's definitely the type to gatekeep his friends from anyone he deems a bad person.

Good at aiming his teleports but isnt perfect at it and is very bitter that nobody can teach him how to improve

Likes to steal things such as shiny trinkets and such because he assumes they're worth a lot.

Once tried to eat a handful of sugar to copy Sneegsnag. Now one of the things he's careful about copying is what people eat. He hated it.

He grows very attached to animals because there's no being awkward around them and he finds them easier to connect with

He's very picky about textures, colours, materials, aesthetics, etc. Everything needs to be perfect or he'll give up with it

O! Wilbur

His life goal is to collect every book on the server that gets made.

He's very into old antiques because hes existed as a phantom for thousands of years, making him the oldest person there. Because his outward appearance is that of a 20-ish year old, people don't tend to pick up on his real age

He loves cozy sweaters and owns about as many sweaters as jack does hoodies.

He was an avian in his life and he always wanted to fly, because of this he now wants to see Tommy fly and become an elytrian, that's why he pushes him to train and learn.

He really dislikes the stereotypes that ghouls and ghosts are all mean, evil spirits. He doesn't confirm or deny if he is, but he doesn't like the assumption.

He loves pranking the others using his invisibility powers

He likes to paint his nails different colours. Nobody knows how it works considering he's a phantom, but it does

He picks flowers and leaves them for others sometimes

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Gimme requests

Guys please /nf

I wanna write something really badly but I have no clue what to write.

So if you have like requests or prompts or anything lemme know!! you can message me, comment on here, or use my ask box (which im pretty sure I opened? idk.)

And if you're new to my page, hi! you should check out my work and see if you like it :D /nf

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dreamSMP wiki highlights. tag urself im “resignation and Plan Ass”

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Stretching :D

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You can only REBLOG THIS TODAY

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In case anyone is having a bad night:

Here is the fudgiest brownie in a mug recipe I’ve found

Here are some fun sites

Here is a master post of Adventure Time episodes and comics

Here is a master post of movies including Disney and Studio Ghibli

Here is a master post of other master posts to TV shows and movies

*tucks you in with fuzzy blanket* *pats your head*

You’ll be okay, friend <3

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•My memories are melting to foam

Watch me ruin another place I called home•

lyrics from disappear by candlebard ; rb > likes

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Man,,, I wanna write about tnt!duo but I have no clue what to write. like do I go angst? fluff? do I create my own storyline? create an AU?

i have no clue

cries

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“Where are we going again?”

“Nowhere, just trust me.”

“Okay.”

Currently, I was blindfolded and being teleported across the nether roof. Boo had mentioned he wanted to show me a secret so that’s where we were headed now (or at least I assume so.) “Are we almost there? I’m starting to feel teleport-sick.” While my voice may have had a joking tone, the feeling of my stomach starting to churn was not a joke. “Almost, here step up into the portal.” I felt him raise the hand that held mine up slightly so I used that to help with the tall step up. The world around me felt as if it had started spinning and I tightened my grip on Ranboos’ hand. Surprisingly, when he lightly pulled me out of the portal I didn’t feel the temperature drop like I usually do. Although, I could tell we were in some sort of room in the overworld due to the sound of our footsteps echoing off the walls. After leading me around the room a small bit, he stepped behind me and started untying the blindfold. “Ready?” I smiled and nodded my head very lightly. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”

With that, he pulled off the blindfold and I gasped. In front of me was an end portal that had been re-purposed into a small aquarium for two axolotls. Underneath it was a staircase that (from what I could see) led into a larger basement. The walls around me were Blackstone and deep slate, and behind iron bars were small lavafalls which both provided light and heat for the room.

When I looked back at him, Ranboos’ face had been etched with anxiety. He was fiddling his hands together and his tail swished nervously behind his legs. “So… what do you think?” I just looked at him for a moment, “Did you build all this? By yourself?” He blinked, then nodded. I walked over and held his hands in mine, my eyes lit up with admiration. “Ranboo, this is gorgeous! I can’t believe you did this yourself!” His anxious look morphed into one of excitement as he squeezed my hands. “I can’t take all the credit- I mean I took inspiration from other builds with this top half. But the bottom half I designed myself!” His right hand let go of mine and he pulled me down the stairs into the basement with him.

The basement was made of the same materials, also having lavafalls to heat up and illuminate this room. To my left was a carved-out room that held his enchantment table and bookshelves; small purple candles being set around the corners for extra light. To my right were rows upon rows of chests, next to each other as well as stacked atop one another. And in front of me was a room made entirely for a singular ender chest, decorated in such a way that it drew your eyes into it.

“Boo, this is all so amazing- I absolutely adore this place.”

“I want you to live here with me.”

“What?”

I turned back around to see his tail swishing nervously again and his eyes were glued to the floor, though he still held a smile. “It’s just- I don’t have a lot of friends. I’m arrogant and self-centered and I don’t know how to talk to people.” He started fidgeting with his hands. “And because of that, it’s going to take a while for me to get it and for a lot of the others to change their opinions on me because I wasn’t- er, I’m not a great friend.” He stopped fidgeting with his hands, and his tail stopped moving completely. He looked up at me, and at that moment I could tell he was being more sincere than he had ever been with me before. “But I’m trying, I really am, and you see that in me. Where the others just see some narcissistic prince, you see someone trying to be a better friend. You help me be a better person, Apollo.” He walked up to me and held my hands in his again; it felt like his eyes were staring into the deepest part of my being. “You’re my best friend and the only other person to know about this place…” He trailed off at that point. I didn’t say a word, hell I was still processing what he said. After a few moments, he let go of my hands and took a step back, then began to pace around the room and ramble.

“You don’t have to if you don’t want to- I mean it won’t bother me if you want to stay back by the Pub. I just thought that maybe you’d want to-”

“Ranboo.” He stopped. His eyes met mine. “Yes?”

“I would love to live here with you.”

He stopped for a minute, presumably to process. Then, in what felt like only milliseconds, he picked me up and started spinning the both of us around. After a few moments of initial shock, I started laughing and he joined in with me. The sounds of our laughter resonated against the deep slate walls and bounced around the large room. At this moment it was only us. My best friend and I, no problems in the world and no one else to bother us.

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OSMP!Headcanon time!

Everyone on the SMP has little smartwatch-type things they wear on their wrist where it works like a discord server. I.e multiple vcs and text channels, which explains how they interact while thousands of meters apart :D

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Meeting the new guy

“But I’m borreddd” I propped my legs up against the wall as I sat upside-down on Ranboos’ crafting table. He looked down at me with an annoyed look to his eyes but a good-natured smile on his lips. “Well, that sounds like a you problem. Why don’t you go hang out with Fundy? He’s never busy with anything.” I scoffed and lightly tapped my foot against the wall. “You know I’d just end up arguing with him. Plus it’s so cold out theereee, why go there when I can stay here in the warmth.” My smile widened and he let a soft chuckle escape his lips. “Well if you’ll give me just a few more seconds I’ll be done sorting. Then we can go hang out, sound good?” I nodded quickly and kicked my legs back and forth.

My blood quickly started running to my head so I threw my legs to the side to fix my position. The only problem was, I kicked them straight into the other wall and lost my balance. Needless to say, I was now crumpled up on the floor. Ranboos’ laughter was so loud it could practically be heard across the whole SMP. I looked up and instead of picking myself off the floor, I simply crossed my arms. “Well, it’s rude to stare. You gonna help me up?” He nodded and reached his hand down towards me, still laughing the entire time. I reached up and grabbed his hand, pulling myself off the floor and dusting myself off.

He had finally started to calm down when a knock against the front wall of his cave could be heard resonating around the stone. We both walked over, me trailing behind slightly, and saw Scott standing there. “Hi, Scott!” I waved energetically at him, excited to see someone else around. Everyone always seemed so busy nowadays. “Hey you two, how is everything?” We both nodded, me more enthusiastic than the taller enderman origin next to me. In fact, he always seems pretty reserved around Scott. “Pretty well, can’t complain.” Scott nodded softly, “Good to know, say, have you two heard the news?” I raised a brow and slightly tilted my head, “Uh- heard what?” “About the new guy.” My eyes widened and I immediately turned to Boo. “Well, he’s at the Pube if you wanna go meet him. As for me…”

At that point I stopped listening, putting all my efforts into giving Ranboo my best puppy-eyes look. After he bid Scott farewell he looked at me and sighed, shaking his head. “Let me guess, you want me to take you to go meet the new guy?” I nodded vigorously. “Fine. I’ve really gotta stop sneaking you into Sneeg’s sugarcane farm.” I let out a small yell of excitement and started punching the air. Yeah, I don’t do well on sugar.

Boo grabbed my hand and I immediately braced, the feeling of us teleporting overwhelming my body at first. It always takes a minute to get used to it again. It only took about three or four teleports before we arrived at the Pube (I had my eyes closed so I can’t tell you exactly how many.) We walked in through the back patio area, and almost instantly a tall man with cherry tree pink hair caught my attention. Around him stood a handful of the others, seemingly taking in his appearance. He looked to be around 6’3 or 6’4, his shoulders were broad enough to be noticeable but not enough to look awkward (despite looking awkward and slightly uncomfortable himself.) He wore an off-white undershirt that had slight frills going down the neckline. The shirt looked a bit worn but altogether still very nice. His pants had a grey to white design near his thighs and knees, contrasting the black base material. His most unique feature though was his sized-to-scale rabbit ears that were on his head. They laid flat down the back of his head. He turned his head slightly and I could see that he looked almost distressed. I walked over, making sure to give him some space. “Hey guys, maybe give the newbie some space?” the others turned to look at me, some with a look of understanding while some held a quizzical look. “Why? He’s fine- right big man?” Tommy had spoken up first and looked back to the taller male at the end of his sentence. “I mean- I’m definitely feeling crowded right now…” As his sentence trailed off he started rubbing his left arm with his opposite hand. “Oh- sorry boss man! didn’t mean to invade your space” Tubbo moved a few paces away towards the bar before sitting on the ground, messing with a flower crown he was evidently making. Fundy moved away as well, although he moved towards the nether room rather than the bar. Tommy had nodded and moved to the bar, then promptly sat onto the surface. “Thanks- uh…?” The rabbit origin had looked at me, prompting my name in response. “My name's Apollo and this is Ranboo.” I gestured towards Boo since I had let go of his hand once we had gotten up there. “Nice to meet you two, the names Techno.”

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I know I'm putting way more thought into this than I should BUT-

The fact that Techno chose the rabbit Origin fits so well in my head.

I'm probably projecting tho cuz like- rabbit theme was my old branding and I'm in my Techno arc(tm) But yknow what its fine

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Hc that after the whole "Scott's not allowed to teleport" incident, Ranboo actively chose to dislike him. Whenever Scott tries to interact with him Boo just stays very curt and to the point to try to end the conversation/interaction as quickly as possible. Like, Scott never wanted to make him upset and doesn't understand why Ranboo doesn't like him, it's not like he chose to be able to teleport

If Boo wasn't the guy who could teleport, who was he?

/osmp /rp

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for the sake of my own sanity I’ve decided to be basic for now

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happy 16th :]

it all started on a day like any other, all the salmon had swum to sea

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Chapter Two

It had been a few days since I got to the Minecraft home. I spent time with Techno helping with the farm and letting him teach me how to get better with a blade. We also spent time learning the myths and legends of the different realms. He had already known most of them, as had I but there were a few we hadn’t heard yet. We both love mythology and since we both travel quite a bit, we share the stories we hear when we get a chance to spend time together.

Ranboo and I spent time together reading and writing. After the last time I had visited them I noticed that his book collection had grown smaller. When I asked him about it he said he gave his old books to the library in the town over the mountain. So while I was traveling, I picked up new books for him to read. Thankfully, he hadn’t read any of them so I was happy he could enjoy all his new books.

With Tommy, we mostly sparred. It gave us both a chance to let off some steam and just vent, at least when the others aren’t around. We normally end up yelling, not at each other but to each other. For him, it was hard being the youngest. He always felt like he could never live up to his brothers’ legacy. With Techno being known as the “Blood God” and Wilbur being known as a very talented writer and musician, Tommy just felt left out. So it was good for him to have the means to vent. While I, on the other hand, vented about not finding a place in the world. I didn’t grow up with a real family or a home which was awful for my mental state. But that’s a story for another day.

With Tubbo, we didn’t spend a lot of time together. Don’t get me wrong, I love spending time with him, but we didn’t have a lot in common. If Tommy or Ranboo weren’t spending time with me, they were with Tubbo. So he wasn’t very free most of the time. But the time we did spend together we spent drawing or walking around the forest. We could just be in each others’ company without needing a reason. Not that I couldn’t do that with the others, but when it came to it, Tubbo and I were pretty close in age. He was the eldest out of Tommy, Ranboo, and himself, which meant while he didn’t show it often, he could be very mature when he wanted to be. We could have pretty philosophical conversations, especially when Will was involved too.

Speaking of Will, that’s who I was spending time with at the moment. We normally just hung out. Between talking about our adventures, the new merling hybrid he had been interested in, his new music, or whatever I’ve been going through, we never ran out of things to talk about. But occasionally he’d teach me how to play guitar. Today was one of those occasions.

We both sat on the roof of the cabin, our legs dangling off the ledge. We were currently playing one of the songs he had written, which happened to be one of my favorite songs to play or sing. I was playing the basic chords with a strumming pattern, while he added his own flair to it. We both sung together in a really pretty harmony.

“Uh, Y/n? Wilbur? You may wanna see this.” Ranboo spoke up behind us. He was pointing towards the entrance to the rest of the forest in front of us. I looked over at the ground and saw that there was a group of people walking through the forest, maybe 20-30 yards away. Their bodies would weave in and out of view from the trees. Will and I took off our guitar straps and gingerly sat them next to us on the roof. I heard the door open beneath us as Phil stepped out of the house. “Tommy, Tubbo, it’s time to come inside.” The two boys looked over at him, then to themselves, and shrugged. They sat the swords they were training with by the rack and headed in the house.

Phil flew up to us, a worried expression etched into his face. “People don’t come out here. Not unless they know us.” I nodded, occasionally looking over at the strangers. They had definitely seen us by now if they hadn’t before and were getting closer. “I’m sure it’s nothing dad-” “They have guards’ armor on.” Techno cut off Wills’ sentence. He had made his way up to us as well, obviously noticing the commotion. Phil looked over at the youngest of us. “Ranboo, can you go make sure the boys are in yours’ and Tubbos’ room?” The enderman hybrid nodded and walked through the door. His tail was swishing back and forth, he was definitely getting worried.

At this point, the people had made it to the edge of the clearing. I could see them more clearly now, and I didn’t like what I saw. There were two men and a woman, each adorned in armor that was obviously crafted by skilled hands. They all had some sort of weapon, though none had the same as another.

The woman had gloves that looked to be made for mobility. They had claws at the tips of the finger slips, resembling that of a cat. Her hair was a light blue that shone vibrantly in the sunlight. her eyes were a light blue as well, though they were a bit darker in hue. She walked with complete confidence and grace.

The male to her left had an emerald broadsword which he kept sheathed at his side. His hair was a simple dirty blonde and his eyes were a crystal blue. He was the tallest of the three and strode very nonchalantly.

Then the last one, the male to her right, seemed to have two swords sheathed at his back. Since he didn’t turn around, I couldn’t get a clear enough look at what the weapons were. His hair was a dark blue that matched his eyes, and he stood at about the same height as the woman next to him. He walked straight ahead, his back straightened with perfect posture.

Phil sighed and started heading back inside. “You three don’t be up here too long, but stay safe. Don’t go running into trouble.” We all chuckled as he slipped past the door. The strangers had reached the door now and had knocked a few times. The man with the blue hair and two swords looked up and smiled at me, he gave me a small wave as well. I smiled at him as well, though my face definitely was clearly distressed. Will and I grabbed our guitars and the three of us made our way back inside.