#Tales From The SMP AU

[llitchilitchi]

played around with some monarchy restoration Karl designs

[rainystressed247]

A detour from the pokemon series, because I really want to see them ok 🥹

Note: Cat also has a applin behind his back 😉 if you know you know.

[thenaiads]

“Minecraft Lovehunt” and “Tales From The SMP: The Haunted Mansion “

If you are trying to find and download these game but you can’t is because the creator of this game claimed "It had its run" and they want to focus on new project”.

So if you are looking for this game I have a copy of the zip files, you just need to ask, and I will send you a copy or the link of the download😊.

(Just please send me a messagge in my ask-box or my chat here on Tumblr, don’t send messagges here in the notes of this post). All credits go to Kiolite Versions of the games is for only Window/PC

For the LoveHunt game:  After every ending you have to close the game and reopen it (this was an info from the creator).  And you need all ending from Sapnap and George to get Dream's route.

[cssandraa]

DEEP DOWN SWIRLIN’ THROUGH MY MIND

tftsmp modern au redraw from last yeat

also here’s the old version and a very old animation i scrapped also last year

[dramaticartisan]

I just want everyone to know I made a whole elaborate evolutionary and socio-cultural history on piglins, ziglins, hoglins and zoglins and I need to give everyone else my brainrot

Like, I made this initially as a joke for the ppl making "Techno is a descendant of [tales character he played]" or uncle Techno hcs w/ Michael but it has become my own general MC hc that I need to infodump on anyone else that has the tism for this like me

Might make an ender or skulk ver or ghast biology post if I can make ref sheets for this or a pdf, modded endermen my beloved we need you as an end update soon, I need to barter with them for end themed goodies so I will never craft those again

[zecoritheweirdone]

[slowly pokes my head inside the tftsmp tag] hullo? hullo hullo? anybody there?

i kept seeing tftsmp posts on my dash occasionally, recently,, and like. i was reminded of this really really old wild west fic idea i made a while back? so long back that i don't actually remember when,, because i only really shared it in a few discord servers, and never got that much of a response from it,,, and so i never did anything with it.

but since the tag is actually, like. sort of being used, now? i figured... i'd give y'all an offering, mayhaps?

n-e-ways,,, hehehehhhhoooo au where john john and the bandits are ghosts, ft. my rushed art.

it's been, like– maybe a year or so since i even thought about this idea,, so i'm afraid i don't have much to share outside of a small handful of snippets,, sksjsksjsk. but like. basically, all four of them become ghosts, and then... ghost shenanigans, basically.

[voidindite]

Trapped

Whumptober 2022 Day 1: A Little Out of the Ordinary Adverse Affects | Unconventional Restraints | “This wasn’t supposed to happen”

Life Theft AU Characters: Jimmy Solidarity, Renthedog, ZombieCleo, impulseSV, Grian, Last Life Ensemble Warnings: Temporary Character Death

...I have NO idea how this ended up as Jimmy’s PoV but. It works??? I’d planned Cleo’s, Ren’s, or even Grian’s, but needless to say… my writing likes to take a mind of its own lol this is my Life Game AU, so it's the fourth one in the series

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They were already a few weeks into the game by that point. Jimmy had sheepishly joined the Cliffside Keep after being put on yellow, though fortunately he didn’t hold a grudge on Cleo for taking his first life. She’d been boogey in week one, and they hadn’t yet been allies at the time, after all, and he was the first person she’d seen an opening to kill. That was the point of the game, after all.

Still, knowing one of his allies had one of his lives left a bitter taste in his mouth.

Jimmy sighed and let his wings ruffle before pulling them against his back. He was never a big fan of having them clipped, but he’d rather that than having his server-specific coding adjusted to make them tiny or just straight-up nonexistent. He wasn’t sure how Impulse did it—didn’t it feel strange having his wings gone during the game?

He hummed to himself, flicking a wing to dismiss the thought, and turned his attention back to the string he was setting into a bow.

The Keep was so much more organized and protective of one another than his first alliance that had shattered the moment one of them was cursed. Cleo had taken charge of the group, and Jimmy had to admit it: She was a good leader! He could hear her somewhere on the level above him, building the walls of their deepslate fortress ever-higher. Then there was Ren constantly down in the mines, chopping trees, or gathering food, and Impulse and Tango had been setting defensive traps throughout their slowly-growing castle.

Impulse was somewhere under Jimmy’s feet, he could hear the wither shuffling about underground occasionally, but Tango had disappeared a few hours ago. The rest of the Keep had suspected he was one of the cursed for the week and wanted to get away from his allies to make a kill.

It mattered not, so long as he returned to the Keep in one piece—preferably cured.

Jimmy just smiled as he set the string, then put the bow aside to start on another.

Tango had vouched for him to the rest of Team Keep, and now here he was, crafting their weapons while the rest of them were busy with other things.

His eyes drifted up to the sound of the quiet plodding of paws, Ren trudging up the steps from the mine. He grinned a grin of sharp canines, tail wagging lazily behind him and ears standing straight up on his head. Even with his sunglasses on, the arch of his brows revealed that they hid bright eyes that were probably creased at the corners. Dust clung to his hair and clothes, and his pickax looked like it was about to crumble to bits.

“Got lots of diamonds and redstone, dudes!”

Jimmy couldn’t help but match the wolf hybrid’s grin and, though he couldn’t see her, he imagined Cleo’s was about the same as she leaned over the temporary balcony that let her look into the Keep’s courtyard.

The mention of redstone practically seemed to summon Impulse, whose head popped up from the hole he’d dug himself into off by one of the walls. It took a second glance for Jimmy to realize the red smeared across his cheek and hands was not, in fact, blood, but rather redstone dust.

He didn’t even have to say anything for Ren to toss some of the redstone his way, and the wither immediately disappeared back into his hole.

To Jimmy’s surprise, some of the diamonds found their way being shoved into his hands, and he couldn’t help but blink owlishly down at Ren.

“You’re makin’ our weapons, right? We can finally have enough diamond swords for all of us!” His tail was wagging faster, now.

The canary hybrid was about to sit back down at his crafting setup, but was forced to dump the diamonds into a chest when their communicators all went off.

[Smallishbeans was fireballed by Tango]

[LDShadowLady was fireballed by Tango]

Jimmy and Ren shared a look. The wolf’s ears lowered slightly and his tail had stopped wagging, while Jimmy had to consciously force his wings not to fluff up.

It was Cleo who actually spoke after jumping down from the balcony with an ankle-jarring thud.

“His fireballs are supposed to be disabled, aren’t they?”

Ren nodded, but it was Jimmy to open his chat to start typing.

<SolidarityGaming: ???>

<Smallishbeans: ow?? wtv>

<SolidarityGaming: what was that about?>

<Tango: I panicked>

<Tango: Those shouldn’t have worked right???>

<Grian: Looking into it. Might have missed deactivating them.>

<Grian: Want to count it?>

<Smallishbeans: ya sure>

<LDShadowLady: He had the upper hand anyway. We still would’ve died so no difference.>

<Grian: k>

The Keep trio still gathered cast a glance at each other, then shrugged. The games were never perfect, and Grian wasn’t exactly a player who was used to constant Admin duties, Jimmy thought. Besides, the games were meant to be short, a way to get them all out of their usual servers and maybe interacting with people they didn’t get to much. There was no way the parrot hybrid would think to look into every little thing that could go wrong.

“I mean, kinda makes sense there was something that got overlooked. Grian’s not perfect.”

The other two hummed in agreement.

And the day went on as normal. Tango eventually returned with his head ducked sheepishly, and dived into one of the countless holes littering the Keep’s main floor where he and Impulse were building traps. Ren disappeared back into the mines after repairing his pick and dropping off his spoils, and it was Cleo who stuck around to peer over Jimmy’s shoulder.

His wings shifted lower to give her a better view as he finished a crossbow and (noticeably careful not to let it go off to shoot himself with it) offered it to her. She weighed it in one hand, glanced down the shaft, and offered him an approving nod that had him grinning again.

She soon ambled off to keep building up their walls, and Jimmy pulled some of the diamonds from the chest. He didn’t have the levels for enchantments, but he could at least make the swords for now.

It was monotonous work, but it was nice to be trusted with it, and also not have to worry about watching his back.

It was repetition like that over the next few days, everything mostly quiet besides a single message about a day later about Scott falling from a high place. It had either been a boogey kill, or accidental and Tango had been the only one cursed for the week.

By the end, the Keep was built up nicely, with some good defensives in place and its members all armed with both decent swords and bows. A nice start for Team Keep, if he did say!

<Grian: Ok, that’s session end. Let’s head home>

Jimmy blinked down at the message. The week had gone by faster than he’d expected.

He stood stiffly, grimacing as his back cracked, and glanced around as the other members of the Keep emerged to find good spots to spawn back in on. Jimmy felt safe enough with his spot, so brought his wrist up to his chest, and aimed to go to the Server Hub before heading off back to Empires.

…Only nothing happened.

His head tilted, and he pressed the Log Out again. It turned red briefly, then nothing.

<SolidarityGaming: hey, I can’t log out>

<GoodTimeWithScar: uh oh>

<GoodTimeWithScar: same>

<Smallishbeans: none of us can either>

Jimmy caught Cleo glancing between each of her own alliance members with a furrow to her brow. Her hand was hovering over her communicator, but like him, it appeared that she’d given up clicking the Log Out command.

<ZombieCleo: None of the Keep can log.>

<Grian: …>

<Grian: I can’t figure out the issue>

<Grian: what’s going on??? Meet at spawn>

<Grian: now>

Each of the alliances were obviously already avoiding getting too close to each other as they gathered around spawn. The Druids were sticking close to the outskirts, ready to bolt for their forest the moment they had a chance; Joel’s little trio was glaring daggers Team Keep’s way, which Cleo and Tango returned in full force until they ducked their heads. Mumbo and Skizz smelled heavily of smoke, faces smeared with soot, and sweat from their run from their base somewhere in the Nether made their hair stick to their foreheads; they kept glancing at each other and the other alliances, with Mumbo visibly about as antsy to get out of there as the Druids.

Scar and Etho seemed to be about the only chill ones of the group, hovering almost in the middle of the sloppy circle and chattering away with each other (well, more so Scar was chattering, while Etho just hummed and nodded along).

Etho actually had a fishing pole right in his hand that Scott looked like he wanted to snap in half. Was that how Scott had died earlier in the week?

Jimmy shook his head and instead turned his attention to Grian, who had Pearl hovering close at his side. The parrot-hybrid’s wings were puffed up in a way that made Jimmy’s shudder behind him as he attempted not to copy the action, his brows were arched in distress, and his frantic tapping on his communicator was so out of character that Jimmy felt a lump in his throat.

He opened his mouth to ask what was going on, but Grian’s head finally snapped up to scan the crowd gathered around him.

“My Admin panel’s locked down. I’m still considered Admin, but…” He started clicking again, shaking his head as he did. “I think there’s a virus running through the server’s coding. It’s affecting our comms so we can’t leave, and whatever it is, is affecting the failsafes I’ve put in place. I think that’s why Tango could use his fireballs.”

There was quiet murmuring, but Jimmy couldn’t catch what anyone was saying. Instead, his attention turned to the world border he could see far in the distance. “So…what can we do?”

Grian ran his hands through his hair with a sigh. “Just… I’m workin’ on a fix. From what I can see, the limbo-state is still working fine, so we don’t have to be afraid of dying, we’ll just be stuck in this server ‘til I find a workaround.” He took another breath, and Jimmy realized it was a steadying one as the parrot’s wings flicked, smoothed, and tucked against his back. “We can keep playing, but—”

“We’re stuck here,” Cleo deadpanned. Jimmy wasn’t sure if it was the fact she was undead and it was obvious in her dark eyes, or just really good at it, but her glare sent a chill down his spine. Maybe it was a little of both.

“…Yeah. We are.”

“First you make the Double Life bonds bug out so we could still feel them when the game ended, now this?”

“Cleo—”

“Nuh-uh. What in the gods-damned void is going on?”

“I don’t know! This wasn’t meant to happen! I—”

Cleo strode forward, maybe to grab him by the collar, maybe to shove him, but Jimmy reached out to grab her by the elbow before his brain could catch up with his hands. Fortunately, the touch did actually make her stop in her tracks – even if she was still obviously seething and looked like she’d take a swipe if Grian took a step too close. “Let’s just…let him figure this out, while the rest of us go back to our bases?” he suggested softly, eyes flitting around spawn to see that Cleo wasn’t the only one on edge and ready to punch something.

“I’ll…try to disable the curse for now. And maybe make a respawn loop for if a red dies. Otherwise they’ll just have to hang out in limbo.”

Someone – Ren, if the claws he felt through his shirt were any indicator – took Jimmy by the shoulder to lead him back in the direction of the Keep. The canary kept glancing back at Grian as he fretted over his communicator, everyone but Pearl dispersing back to their bases, with the Druids at an obvious sprint to get out of the open plains of spawn.

Jimmy took a breath and shook his head. He then nodded to Ren, and the wolf bounded ahead when he was sure the canary would keep up.

Trapped. No way home, no way back to his beloved Tumble Town.

He swallowed, glanced down at his own comm to be met by the yellow “2” on the indicator. He tried not to look at his reflection in the screen, to meet his too-yellow eyes. They looked wrong when he was used to their usual brown. They were just…far too pale. He could have at least stomached it if they were the same soft gold as his wings.

The server’s lone yellow life.

…Okay.

He’d try not to think of the fact that he’d probably be the first stuck in limbo for who-knows-how-long until Grian fixed…whatever was going on.

[mairen-marionette]

[VIOLENTLY PSPSPSES AT YOU (affectionate)] MER AU THOUGHTS, GO, MASQUERADE, MIZU, AND/OR P I T

Okay so uh, firstly, I'm sorry it's taken forever for me to get to this. Secondly, I'm sorry that I don't really have much for this actually. I do think it's neat though, like actually. We need more stuff for this honestly.

I'm just going to try and focus on Masquerade Trio for this, really. Because I love them.

Okay, so like, Hubert and Billiam were two lone merfolk who happened to end up travelling together after hiding from some much bigger underwater predator- not a shark, that's overdone, I'm talking about like, a sea monster from legend or something.

The Egg is The Egg, underwater version- the vines are... can I steal some of the red kelp thing from you actually? Because that's neat. I am... hesitant to say anything involving tentacles, though I do think it would have those because it canonically can move under some circumstances. Oh! I got another idea- you know how the Egg damages people who try to hurt it? Mer AU egg has like, jellyfish stinger type stuff, maybe even like, something akin to electric eels perhaps.

Moon is still just some kid who Billiam, of course, accidentally kidnapped through circumstances, in this case those circumstances being a robbery gone wrong, like it was in canon. Gotta get that gold you know?

I also want to incorporate Minecraft stuff like squids, guardians, ship wrecks, glow squids, that kind of thing.

I really like ocean stuff actually, it's very neat and it's probably because I both live in a place with beautiful beaches and also watched a lot of ocean documentaries and whatever on Animal Planet when I was younger. Blue Planet my beloved <3

Anyhow, that's all I can think of for now. Hope you like it though!

[possiblyawesometmblr]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Dream SMP Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Clay | Dream's Sister Drista & TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF) Characters: Clay | Dream's Sister Drista (Video Blogging RPF), TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Kristin Rosales Watson, Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Fae AU, Magic, the forest is sort of sentient, creation of a fae, the unseelie lord is back and this time she's a girlboss, a one shot that split into two, so...a two shot i guess, Panic Attacks, tommyinnit does not take the news well, TommyInnit Has PTSD (Video Blogging RPF), Hallucinations, Clay | Dream and Clay | Dream's Sister Drista are Siblings, drista is super powerful, it's what she deserves, Clay | Dream's Sister Drista & TommyInnit are Best Friends (Video Blogging RPF), or at least they're gonna get there, Near Death Experiences, when you're trying to get away from a search for your abuser's replacement, and instead run right into her, whoops, but hey at least she's cool Series: Part 3 of tales from enderlon (the fae au) Summary:

Her brother had been lost to cruelty, led by a lust for the power that had been held just out of his reach.

The forest hopes she will be different.

[rainbowchaox]

I usually don’t recommend fics but check this one out. It’s based on the au I was talking about and GIVE THEM SUPPORT.

[the-final-sif]

What's up with Foolish in this AU

Oh he's not a god at all he's just a dude who has heard very old tales of humans that became gods and would like to give it a shot.

One of the problems with the gods effectively halting the cycle of new gods coming into being is humans' historical memory isn't that long on the scale of god's lifetimes. Previously, there were usually stories, guides, an understanding that gods came from humans and that certain humans chosen could end up as gods. But since the cycle was unnaturally halted, humans have largely forgotten how gods are born.

Foolish heard rumors that it was possible and started seeking out anyone with info. Eventually he stumbled into the Dream SMP where there's just an actual literally god chilling out, granting wishing sometimes and totally down to talk to humans. Which I cannot stress enough is a buck fucking wild thing to find. Most people never see a god in their life. Most never even get a true response to a prayer. They are reclusive and mysterious. End Gods most of all aren't even accepted as a "real" god in a number of major religions because of how rarely they interacted with humans (and also because End Gods rarely cared to correct this misunderstanding, unlike other titles that generally got pissy if they were omitted).

And then you've just got a wholeass End God running around on this random server. Just hanging out with people. Also there's a dude dressing up as him? Or maybe he's dressing up as the dude? It's unclear? Foolish has a lot of questions but he's not sure how to even start asking them.

A number of the people on the server don't see this as weird either because they don't realize XD is a god, or because in the case of Techno/Phil/Wilbur they'd gotten some sort of heads up that XD's just a bit of an oddball and also might be a bit lonely right now. It's still very weird to them, but at least they had a heads up to just act normal about it.

Badboyhalo actually knows the most of anyone on the server outside of XD, although he's confused on some accounts. There's a lot of things he's very concerned about, and not much he can do about any of it.

[these-godforsaken-halls]

The universe is big, and it's mostly empty, but it's somewhat not-empty, and this is where the trouble begins. See, the trouble is — Mumbo has discovered this, in his many years aboard Hermitcraft — the trouble is that anyone can do anything if they're smart enough, because it's all circuits, all the way down, and these circuits have rather exploitable rules.

It's lucky, he often thinks, that the hermits are smarter than just about anyone, and better than anyone at exploiting circuits.

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Hermitcraft But Space Pirates, featuring: an author who knows a thing or two about computers, a universe that’s literally 100% computer, and the unfortunate degree of reality-editing which naturally follows from that. And featuring, of course, the hermits, who are over-competent, ungovernable, and probably on their way to rock someone’s shit.

hi everyone here's a new au that @droidofmay and i have been going crazyy about (read: brainstorming) for many days now!! comments and reblogs super appreciated!!!! also check out her writing in general it's really incredible

[rainystressed247]

Hello, Ranbob is not biased. You are. >:3c

Follow the tag #howtobabysityourenderdragon for more!

[shroommush]

Jestercicle and mr cycle my BELOVED little guys, you dont understand the brainrot they give me.

For anyone whos confused (which is gonna be pretty much everyone, im sure) this is two of my slimecicle fanfics. "When fates colide" and "a repeating cycle"

The slimecicle on the left is "jestercicle", or charlie cycle, OR jest, for short of jester. His story is that he was essentially cursed, causing him to have no remorse for any of his actions, ever. Hes an evil man, who hurts people for the fun of it, and his behaviour has been described as similiar to BPD (borderline personality disorder) by a friend of mine who has BPD, so, do with that information what you will.

And the slimecicle on the right is just mr cycle. (From tales from the smp, i will NEVER shut up about the maze episode, mr cycle is my baby girl) The only real difference, is in his story the maze is a modern game show run by this big company whos essentially holding him hostage and subjecting him to the horrors.

Now, why are these two interacting if theyre supposedly from two entirely seperate fics?

The answer?

Slimecicle multiverse.

In one of my other slimecicle fics, the lore has gotten so complex that i canonically added the multiverse, and it makes sense in the story. (Somebody sedate me, i cant be stopped, please the voices wont stop talking about slimecicle) but for that multiverse, i need characters that are slimecicle, but different (because you always gotta have cool variants of the main character when going to the multiverse) so who did i choose? Well, i picked some characters from many of my other slimecicle aus/fanfics.

So what does any of this mean, im sure your wondering, dear viewer who has stumbled into my own personal insane assylum. Well, one, it means i have an unhealthy obsession with these fictional characters ive made. And two, it means that some variant of jestercicle, and mr cycle were pulled from their own worlds into the equivalent of the TVA from loki, and got stuck there with no way home. Along with a few other slimecicle variants, they bonded, and became friends.

And this was all to explain, that mr cycle and jestercicle are silly goobers who i love dearly, and i may or may not have a problem.

[cssandraa]

new masq swap designs for these two!!

[zorishy]

Symphony of Gods and Dreamers (DSMP AU)

🟢 DSMP (sorry for bad grammar, this was mostly just me vomiting my ideas onto the post)

My DSMP au makes the world so much bigger and full of life than canon.

The arctic empire from SMP earth exists, hypixel is a whole kingdom, the bear SMP exists and that’s where Niki is from, the wreckage of tales from the SMP locations can be found in the woods, places from fanfics such as the blue valley are very important to the story. The story takes place over a much longer period of time, the L’Manberg revolution alone lasts several years! Dream is like 50! He was an adult before Wilbur was even born. Tommy and Tubbo had families before being adopted by Philza, but they were killed by Dream’s armies in their quest to conquer the world. Dream stole the revival book from Kristin decades ago.

Dream is a tyrant and a cult leader with armies and followers dedicated to his mission to control as much of the world as possible. The DreamSMP is a continent that Dream has discovered and, at the beginning of the events of the server, it has small townships spread around the woods that are full of people gathering resources for colonies. The original L’Manberg members were followers of Dream who had begun to question his power.

Las Nevadas is not just one street with some restaurants and a casino! It’s a massive fucking city with hundreds of thousands of citizens, they have communities and schools and farmer’s markets, It’s the first city in the SMP with paved roads! Snowchester is a cosy little college town up north surrounded by mountains. Students from schools in Snowchester and Las Nevadas go on field trips to L’Manberg and Eret’s castle. The center of the SMP is this huge historic town kept in top condition by volunteers dedicated to preserving the history of the land.

Kinoko Kingdom was built by natives of the SMP and can be found deep within the forest. The people of the kingdom have myths and legends of a time when dragons and demons and gods roamed the earth. When Sapnap showed up, being half demon, they worshipped him and made him their ruler.

There is an entire cult that worships DreamXD! every few hundred years XD selects a member of his cult to give godhood to (Techno, Foolish, and Callahan are amongst those selected). DreamXD is older than the universe itself and has witnessed the rise and fall of countless worlds. Several SMP members were gods in their past lives and knew XD personally (some relationships were more positive than others). That’s why XD is so infatuated with George and so hateful of Bbh.

Characters like Puffy, Antfrost, and Sam are just single individuals who are members of entire original species. Ranboo was born a prince in the end but his people were driven out. The nether was accidentally discovered by cultists and legend says that’s where the demons came from.

My vision of the SMP has grown far beyond a Minecraft roleplay. I wish I could tell you everything but that would take way too long to write. For now I’m just focusing on Wilbur and the other bursonas. I can’t possibly talk about every single character and that makes me mad. Maybe in the future I will go into more detail on sbi and DreamXD.