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Is evil xisumapril happening again this year?

DO WE WANT IT TO???

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question what does the gender (8) prompt mean? like what in terms of gender?

Literally whatever your heart tells you 💖

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Day 30- Don't give up!

(prompt by @evil-xisapril )

[ID: a digital drawing of Evil Xisuma holding a derpcoin in their hand. Next to them, there's some white text that says "Don't give up!" with shadow. Evil X has long white hair with part of it tied up in a bun and red horns. They're also wearing red and grey armor and a gas mask. The background is a dark purple color with some blue and pink. /end ID]

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Day 30 - Don't Give Up! (prompt via @evil-xisapril)

[I.D. A digital drawing of Evil Xisuma, Helsknight, Worm Man, Xisumavoid, Jeff, and the Dreamer. Ex is front and center, their helmet visor is cracked revealing one eye and lightning crackling around their hands and eye. Hels is behind them to the left, one hand on their shoulder and the other holding a sword, his helm visor is down hiding his face and a thin amount of smoke is coming from his mouth. Worm man is to the right and Xisuma is behind Ex looking over his shoulder while the Dreamer is floating above. Jeff's shadow is cast over Ex and they are looking at him. The group is surrounded by Jeff's minions and the background is a nether like fiery waste.]

Close-ups under the cut

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scene drabble for prompt 30 of xisapril, the final one @evil-xisapril

30: Don't Give Up! - 4/30/23

Fluff - EX persists.

Coming back from their ban, EX has changed. It is rare in its moments, but noticable.

On the first month of being back, they had to be near Xisuma at all times, just in case they needed to be back in the End void for a break.

Simple environments in the overworld was too overwhelming for them half of the time, and it was a genuine challenge to adapt slowly.

Even after Evil Xisuma had grown used to the realm, they still were presented with issues.

A major instance when this happened was a scheme to trap grian. Instead, the trick backfired, and EX was trapped in a thick box of black concrete without a sound. X's comms were subsequently spammed mindlessly to let them out and to help them.

EX had to be affirmed they still weren't in the deep void, amid their sobbing.

During the long-term process, Xisuma has been affected, too. He always apologizes when he can, saying he regrets what he did beyond words, and that he never thought the deep void was such a bad place.

When the two finally sat down and spoke about what it was like, X felt like a monster.

He never wanted to hurt his sibling, especially not to the degree of simply walking out of the portal was completely paralyzing.

Xisuma never asks for forgiveness during his apologetic rants, but eventually, EX asked him to stop.

Their reasoning was they had time to think things over, and while being in such a place for that long was cruel regardless, they did try to destroy everything their sibling works for endlessly.

They admitted they still feel fear and fury towards their brother, but want things to just feel normal again. Or, as normal as now scamming servers can be.

Xisuma heeded their wish, and the interactions between them go on as if nothing happened... for the most part.

The two still have nightmares, one much more so than the other.

Though, they have learned to lean on each other when they need it, and other friends as well.

Aside from evil deeds, EX took an interest into gardening and others things, too. They are trying to meet new people, make new friends, and create more (less harmless) evil plans.

Things are not easy for them, but they try each day. They still get overwhelmed by their senses, either because of the ban or another reason. They still become panicked when left alone in the dark for even five minutes. They still experience residual aches from the many wounds,

but they keep going. EX gives themself something to keep going for in the smallest things every day.

Being banned by their own brother was more than a nightmare, but they are slowly healing and growing from it.

Evil Xisuma is still their devious old self, but with more anxiety, yet wisdom.

Each upcoming birthday, simple game, rain, discovery, painful memory, small joy, mistake, dream, nightmare, future, or past,

EX keeps going, and doesn't give up.

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Author's note below!

april felt like a long month, im not gonna lie to you HAHA

ive never done a big prompt event like this one before, but im glad i joined it on a whim

it was very fun to go from the first prompt thinking to myself "oh ill write really short and simple stuff" then ended up writing prompts that all connect to each other subtly, and eventually write the big bertha that is prompt 29 HAH

a lot of my prompts halfway through were admittedly rushed because i wanted to catch up after more than like- two weeks worth of missed time because i got distracted by a different series

i did find writing EX's character very fun, even if its been an entire 30 days and i STILL dont know how to write them. i didnt even know much about the character before the month started

this whole thing gave me both ideas and an excuse to write near-daily, which a deadline kinda helps creativity flow sometimes, which is neat

as for you guys yourselves, thank you to anyone that has read one of my prompts, or all of them and stuck through even when i got lazy. thank you to people that just liked or reblogged my writings, commented, or even just read it and moved on

thank you to the two people ive been subtly harassing about this event to, even when i got yelled at for writing anything remotely angsty (/j)

thank you to the people that made this event, this was super fun, and in the same token, thank you to anyone that also participated- it was fun to see what was made

i had a really fun time, and i think ill look to join other possible events like this in the future (manifesting a goodtimeswithscar one, because i cant do event planning)

im real tired now, so a final thank you for reading the ending note that literally doubled the size of this prompt

i wanted it to end short and sweet :]

and with that, goodbye!

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scene drabble for prompt 29 of xisapril @evil-xisapril

(ive been waiting all month for this one, so this is gonna be the longest prompt im p sure)

this will have depictions of isolation, sensory deprivation, sensory overload, panic attacks, self-harm, and dissassociation

29: Void - 4/29/23

Angst - What it was like in the deep void for EX.

When EX was first dragged into the deep void, they felt betrayed.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE, YOU SLIMY EXCUSE OF A BROTHER!" They belted out, their fury still raging in their chest. Fists clenched and hit against their sides with frustration, but realization slowly dawned on them.

They began to look around at where they were, or at least, thought they were looking around. Anywhere Evil Xisuma's eyes scanned, there was nothing. Inky blackness prevented them from seeing anything but themself.

"Why is it so dark? Shouldn't there be stars?" EX grumbled, screwing their eyes shut, then back open again. Nothing changed.

They took another minute to take in what little they could notice.

Everything was black, and they were seemingly suspended and floating in the... lack of air.

Nothing else was noticable.

"Shouldn't it be cold here?" They pondered again, going off of their own experiences of their first home: the void.

Taking a glove off, they expected freezing temperatures, but found... nothing? It wasn't even a room-temperature sensation.

There was simply nothing.

Putting the glove back on, EX wanted to test something else. They pulled their helmet off, and immediately wished they hadn't.

Whatever this place was, it made them feel like they were drowning.

Something foreign filled their lungs, and blocked out anything previously breathable from the helmet.

EX clawed at their throat, gasping and struggling in a frenzy. Finally managing to put the helmet back on, they choked out everything that had entered, greedily breathing in the filtered air.

The adrenaline slowly left Evil Xisuma, but started to come back when they thought about everything just then.

Panic.

They began to breathe irratically, hands gripping the sides of their head.

"I don't want to be here! I want out! Please!"

EX knew nobody was listening. They felt terrified that they were alone. They felt horrified they couldn't feel or see anything.

Breathing became more unsteady, as tears pricked their eyes.

"I WANT OUT!" They yelled into the vast emptiness, scrambling to sense anything in this place.

Realizing they could only notice themself, clenched fists hit hard against their legs.

In a moment of guilty relief, they could feel something. It was small, but the lack of everything else amplified it tenfold.

They gripped their shoulders in a clawing hug, the tears now beginning to pour.

"I just want out, please." Evil Xisuma whimpered, a whirlwind of emotions and thoughts running at top-speed.

Blurred eyes looked into the nothing.

"XISUMA, PLEASE! I'M SORRY!" They cried.

Still, no response.

A gut-wrenching sense of defeat settled in their chest. They curled up as much as they could, holding themself as tears carved their worn-path.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

-

After what felt like years, EX was still in the void. Anger, sorrow, guilt, fear. All of their emotions had run their course many times over, and they were left with nothing.

The deep void took it all away, leaving them as much of an empty husk as everything around them.

They only had two things now: Thoughts, and pain.

Evil Xisuma learned that they can move freely in the blackness, but nothing changes, meaning there is no point.

They also learned that time does not pass either, or it does, but at an exponentially small rate.

This meant that the many new scars and bruises are just as fresh as when they were recieved.

Aside from thoughts and pain, EX has nothing in the empty expanse.

Nobody had come for them, and nobody will. They accepted that after a while.

-

When the portal opened back up, Evil Xisuma had to pull themself out of the mindless state they were in.

Eyes squinted at the portal, despite it low amount of light. They couldn't hear it, but they could see it.

An achingly familiar hand reached through the tear of the deep void, open expectantly to be grabbed.

With hazed thought, EX did so, and realized they could feel.

A sharp tug pulled on their arm, and Evil Xisuma was pulled back.

Eyes shut tight, they felt themself collapse on the ground, and nearly wanted to scream immediately.

The floor. They felt the floor. It was wooden planks, the grain and dents marked into the surface felt beyond EX's gloves. Tiny little spots of the grain felt rougher and sharp, and-

"Oh my void, EX! What HAPPENED?!"

A familiar voice rang out in alarm. It sounded so loud, like a shout inside of their skull. It made their ears ring in pain, the small changes in tone throughout the sentence feeling like stabbing attacks to their-

Hands lifted them up frantically, and Evil Xisuma's eyes automatically shot open, seeing the world around themself. The light was blindingly bright. Colors burned into their memory, while everything moving and swaying and walking and fidgeting was happening.

Xisuma. Xisuma was looking at them with the most terrified expression they had ever seen on them. They could feel their hands. They could hear their words. They could see their eyes.

And EX cried out in agony.

Pain, fear, pain fear.

Thoughts.

Xisuma put them into the deep void. Xisuma left them there for too long. Xisuma abandonded them when they were alone. Xisuma didn't help when they lost touch with everythung. Xisuma teared them from their new home. Xisuma overwhelmed them with agonizing senses. Xisuma made it all a living nightmare.

Xisuma opened a new portal, and jumped inside, with EX in hand.

The chaos in their head slowly stopped, floating once again. Dull panic flooded their chest at the thought of being here again, but realized it wasn't exactly the same.

An enderman crackled somewhere.

They were in the End void.

Evil Xisuma blinked slowly, relaxing sore muscles, but still being alert.

Their brother sat in front of them in the floating, but more welcome expanse, slowly taking his helmet off.

X didn't force himself in his human appearance here. Instead of where his head would be, billowing, smoke-like void flowed from the armor. Inside of the area, glowing specks of stars and distant nebulas looked back.

He said nothing. Did nothing.

He was waiting patiently.

EX, finally able to register everything, took a deep breath, opting to take their helmet off as well.

All of the sights, sensations, and sounds still felt hostile, but it was much more managable than the overworld.

Besides, they were in the End void. It wasn't desolate. End Island floated hundreds of blocks above them, and many galaxies twinkled far into the beyond.

Finally, EX was calm, sitting in a cross-legged position.

During the process, their brother looked on at them. The pale skin, the shadowed eyes, the dried tears, the many markings that weren't there before.

Indescribable guilt overcame him, and after a pause, slowly leaned forward to put the other into a tight hug.

Momentarily, Evil Xisuma was revolted by the contact, but soon collected themself. Arms were wrapped around their shoulders, and X's head was hidden.

Suddenly, a new feeling happened. Wetness soaked in the area, and soon realized Xisuma was crying.

"I'm sorry. I'm so so sorry." He sobbed, "I didn't think it was going to be that bad. I thought it was the best for you, but look what happened."

EX was stunned by the action, unsure of what to think or do. They simply said nothing, as the other continued.

"I never meant to hurt you. I'm sorry. I shouldn't even be the one crying." He laughed in self-deprecation, "You have every right to resent me."

Many minutes passed, and muffled cries still echoed into the void.

Evil Xisuma couldn't bring themself to feel anything. Anger, remorse, guilt, frustration, fear, sadness.

Nothing.

They wrapped their arms back around X, who was momentarily startled by the action.

"We'll deal with it later. I've had a long time to think, and I just want to be normal again."

Evil Xisuma rasped, their voice not used to even a few sentences.

"...Okay. That can work." Xisuma sniffled.

The hug ended, and the two sat in silence momentarily.

"You have a lot of catching up to do." X finally laughed, clearing his throat from before.

"Then you have a lot of explaining to do." The evil sibling returned dryly, crossing their arms.

It wasn't the same, not by far. But, it was some normalcy.

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Look at me! I didn't give up! 19/30 bay be!!

[ID: a digital drawing of Evil Xisuma as a cartoonishly red tabby cat with a purple spider on his tail. He is sitting and his eyes are closed but he is looking in the direction of the spider with a happy look on his face. The spider had its front two legs up and only 3 eyes are visible. They are both wearing pink party hats with green pom poms. The background is a bunch of colourful paint splatters overlapping with eachother. /end ID]

@evil-xisapril for day 30: don't give up!

Thank you so much for this prompt list! This is my first time really doing fanart, so I'm so glad I got this opportunity to learn and just draw our little guy over and over. I'm very proud of a lot of the stuff I did this month (especially for music) and even the ones I'm not proud of I'm really happy I did, I learned a lot!

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scene drabble for prompt 28 of xisapril @evil-xisapril

(this one is existential-ish inner thoughts of EX, so its short)

28: Mirror - 4/29/33

Angst - EX loathes their similarities.

The mirror in their room always taunted them. When passing by, it would show their reflection.

They didn't hate themself, it was the resemblance of their upheld brother.

It was always about X. Always about how he was the better one, the original, the preferred one. Xisuma's clone, as some have commented, was always in his shadow. Someone to bring to justice whenever they did something bad.

In those moments, with burning hatred and freezing fear, EX remembered the extent of such actions.

The deep void.

Being in the void, such as below bedrock or in the End is managable for a voidwalker such as themself.

However, the deep void was much different. It was inhabitable for anyone. An empty space between servers, and being without time, it was the ultimate punishment for those that were banned.

Evil Xisuma was banned.

Their brother sent them to that awful place, just to pull them back out after a long period of suffering.

EX hated the way their height and shape was the same. They hated how their voices were the same, spare for the modulator the evil sibling put in themself. They even hated their contrasting armor, which is even built and managed by their brother.

Sometimes they wish they were different.

Sometimes they wish X didn't interfere at all.

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/ban EvilXisuma

[EvilXisuma left the game.]

Day 29- Void

(prompt by @evil-xisapril )

[ID: a digital drawing of evil xisuma floating in the void. Their body is tilted and they have an arm reaching up. They have long white hair that's floating in the air. They're wearing gray and red armor and have red horns on their head. The background is a dark void, it's black purple and blue with some white stars. /end ID]

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'Suma?

Day 29 - Void (prompt via @evil-xisapril)

[I.D. A digital drawing of Evil Xisuma floating in the void, their knees are partly curled up near their chest and one arm hangs down while the other rests on a leg. Their hair flows all around them, and there's a vein of void running up the visible side of their body including through their eye which is also leaking the same void. Tendrils of void lash around and against their body, and white text at the top and bottom of the piece reads 'I just want to go home.]

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Day 28- Mirror

(prompt by @evil-xisapril )

[ID: a digital drawing of 3 Evil xisumas. The drawing is separate in two, one side has the backside of Evil xisuma looking at themselves in a mirror and the other side shows them looking down at it, terrified. The mirror Is cracked and has evil xisuma with their face completely black with some neon green eyes, the background of it is also completely black. The background of the mirror side is a dark purple with some black fading it and the background of the other side is red with some faded in purple. /end ID]

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A shadow passed, a shadow passed

Yearning, yearning for the fool

It called a home

(Left Behind, Spring Awakening)

[ID: a digital drawing of Evil Xisuma as a cartoonishly red tabby cat falling through the void. There are tendrils of darkness streaming off of him. He looks resigned. /end ID]

@evil-xisapril day 29: Void!

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Oh god they're multiplying

[ID: a digital drawing of many pixelated storks on a purple gradient background. The storks are all black with green ends to their feet and red highlighting on the beaks. For some have a folded wing. Some have both legs on the ground, some have one, and others none. They are scattered around, some overlapping. /end ID]

@evil-xisapril for day 13: minion!

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'When I look in the mirror it's hard to tell how much is me'

Day 28 - Mirror (prompt via @evil-xisapril)

[I.D. A digital drawing of Evil Xisuma's reflection in a mirror. The mirror is shattered with two big pieces missing, in sections divided by cracks where Ex's reflection should be is replaced with Jeff the minion. Ex's expression is terrified.]

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No one tell them the season ended 😶

Day 27 - Prank (prompt via @evil-xisapril)

[I.D. A meme with four panels with Evil Xisuma drawn on top and the caption 'Gonna prank Xisuma when he gets home'. In the first panel Ex is putting shaving cream in their hand then in the next three there is the same drawing of ex waiting by the doorway with the consecutive captions of 'Day 1', 'Day 2', and 'Day 817'.]

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scene drabble for prompt 27 of xisapril @evil-xisapril

(short once again- im trying to save myself from burnout before the end of this month and the next few prompts)

27: Prank - 4/27/23

Fluff - X gets back at EX with a prank.

When Evil Xisuma woke up this morning, they weren't expecting a written note to be taped to their front door.

"Come to my place for brownies. Love, X."

"Well that's weird of him." EX huffed, already obliging to the interesting offer by getting ready to leave the house.

Not long after, they showed up on their brother's doorstep, walking in unannounced. It was a thing they never bothered to do, and Xisuma was used to it.

Such person was in the kitchen, setting down a baking tray.

"You invited me over for brownies?" Evil Xisuma questioned, already walking over. Their brother turned to look at them with what looked to be practice, smiling sweetly at them.

"Yes! I have made you some fresh, cut, and ready..." He trailed, turning the tray to show its contents.

"Brown 'E's!"

On the surface was exactly that: Brown Es. Color paper was cut out into the capital letter, repeated many times over.

X started laughing hysterically, and the evil sibling wasn't as amused.

"I hope I still get actual brownies out of this." They grumbled frustratedly, but a small smile graced their lips, at least curious by the prank.

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scene drabble for prompt 25 + 26 of xisapril @evil-xisapril

(short scene description, i am tired, and i dont know what hermitcraft recap is)

25/26: Knitting + Hermitcraft Recap - 4/26/23

Fluff - EX knits and watches TV.

The large screen mumbled audio from its speakers in EX's living room, once again watching their favorite shows. It was a great way to pass time, plus a good background for doing another hobby of theirs.

Knitting.

In Evil Xisuma's hands, who was laying against one of the couch's armrests, they held two sticks that weaved and sewed the repeating pattern. It was a soft yarn they were using in a shade of green, accompanied by more shades and a turtle being depicted in the center.

As the TV spoke of news on the Hermitcraft server, EX proceeded their project, which was revealed to be a sweater.

After a period of meticulously knitting, they were satisfied, putting the tools down.

While two broadcasters spoke of something about a rift, Evil Xisuma stared at the item, pondering.

"Maybe I should give this to X."