#umbrify rambles

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Y’know I really feel like there’s something to be said about Scar siding with the mounders, in the end….

He said he was alone. The guy with no friends… and yet, it was that last minute alliance with the mounders… standing at their side on the hill as Gem and the Scotts approached, he chose a side. He chose a side…

And the side he chose… with Bdubs, and Joel, and Pearl… all players that have seen firsthand what it’s like to be cast aside— players that know all too well how it feels to be alone. They take him in, choosing, in that moment, to trust him— despite everything he’s done to them all, they trust him…

Joel tells him that he’s found his alliance. Scar asks if he’s found a family….

I dunno. There’s something to that.

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i saw that one post saying "why did fwhips parents name him failwhip" so heres my little take on that! sorry if its like poorly written its 5 am and i habe to be awake in an hour lol ((cw for angst & slight bits of self deprecation at the end))

Their parents hadn't expected two children at once—yes, families in the Grimlands typically had more than one child, but twins were rare.

As royal families usually go, the eldest child would be the ruler. That was tradition. They saw the younger as a backup, as lesser than his sister, even if they were born mere minutes apart.

The children had been named GeminiTay and FailWhip.

In his childhood, FailWhip's parents paid less attention to him, focusing on his sister. That was okay, he had more time to himself. He would make things out of sticks and rocks and grass in the courtyard to keep himself entertained. Eventually, he graduated to helping tinkerers in the forges of the Grimlands, even making his own inventions.

His parents only ever scowled and said he needed not to be playing with fire, ash, and soot.

He never understood why exactly GeminiTay had more of their parent's attention, more of their affection. It felt isolating, though.

GeminiTay had less time to herself, being trained in things such as manners, politics, even languages of other nations. FailWhip had the same training, but less. Which meant less time to learn the things his sister was.

They were close, despite the fact. The older would sometimes teach her brother things she learned, things he hadn't.

He would give her trinkets he had created in return, one being an earring—a red crystal attatched to a golden chain. He made himself one to match.

One night, GeminiTay had said she had a nickname for her bother. fWhip.

He smiled at the name, and gave her one: Gem.

They called eachother the nicknames when their parents weren't in earshot. Their parents didn't react well to them. fWhip aleays wondered why.

He learned when Gem left.

He didn't know why she did, or where she went. All he knew was that he was now to take her place.

When he made a mistake, his parents made sure he knew.

"This is why your name is FailWhip," they would say, "because it's all you seem to do."

He wasn't sure whether to cry or be relieved when they passed. He was sixteen, and alone in a castle that'd been deemed "too good" for a failure.

So when he was crowned ruler, he chose the title of Count. A title less than King.

Because he would never be King fWhip, no. He was Count FailWhip, never meant to be king.

(Later, he would meet a wizard in the Crystal Cliffs, one who he had given a red crystal earring to as a child. And his would still match.)

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hi i’m chel nondescript, 22! i draw!! this is my mcyt sideblog. i interact from @chelblue​​ :]

i'm a hermitcrafter and empires-er for mostly scar, jimmy, fwhip, and joel. i am so normal about s2 jimmy come closer. ALSO I LOVE SCARLAND <3

my ask box is 16+ and i LOVE asks even though i forget to answer them a lot. asks and rambling in the tags are ALWAYS!! welcome :]]

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tags:

#nondescript art - ALL of my art

#nondescript comics - comics!

#nondescript post - original non-art posts

some of my favorite non-art posts:

crowdsourced blorbo alignment chart

crowdsourced what's wrong with scar

joel turning jimmy into a toy but its JOEL angst

toy!jimmy's complete and total breakdown

c!dream meets scar au outline

joel angst this time its about losing yourself

aus and other ongoing works:

fwhimmy vampire au - shared custody with @umbrify | #esmp vamp au

in which fwhip and gem are vampires and jimmy is just some guy

tubbassador au - masterlist here | #tubbassador au

wherein tubbo is the ambassador to hermitcraft during season 7!

portal au - shared custody with @stitchthesewords | fic here | #PDiCTP

after being faced with the apparent post-apocolypse of the world above, grian turns back to concorp. note: belle is the one writing the fic :] i am the art/moral support half

jimmy choose your own adventure comic

in which jimmy happens upon some mysterious bottles! part 1

updated 7/22/2024

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…He still died, is the thing.

The death was painful, but quick, and Jimmy’s thankful for that. Watching, now, he knows there probably wasn’t any other way that could’ve gone, really. A warden and a wither? Are they mad?

He sighs, feeling phantom chills down his spine. It’s over. He’s done. He died.

Not first, though.

He lived just long enough. Barely. Probably not more than fifteen minutes, if he had to guess, between Lizzie’s death and his. Even so… he did it.

He did it.

It feels like the weight of the world off his chest, in that moment. What a small thing… such an… unremarkable position to be in. Not first out, didn’t make it to the end, just… second. He was second out. It’s not much worth celebrating, really. In any other circumstance, Jimmy thinks he’d be just as devastated.

For this, though, it’s everything.

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fWhip says new SMP on Friday with the group?? Huh????

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THATS MY BOY!!!

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I WILL be thinking about fWhip’s parting words at the SOS funeral being that he feels some sorta way about seeing Jimmy go without them having gotten into any fights, btw. I will be thinking about that…….

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Oh, fWhip says his new series starts at the end of February, and will probably go till around this summer. Says it’s gonna have one mod, and that it’s a custom mod that he’s commissioning.

(He also, once again, confirmed that he’s NOT joining Hermitcraft. Just for the record)

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Okay he’s NOT blond though. We all agree. He’s not.

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I have a couple things for fWhimmy week btw, worry not, but they’re just for the days towards the end >:)

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It’s my birthday and I get to reblog all my art if I want to <3

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Yeah

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🐝 i’ll give you two choices of things i’ve used for titles in the past, take one or both

“and if it rhymes, it’s true, but i hate poetry”

“to be shaped by such strange things”

Okay so I wrote summaries for both of these, but I only really like one of them, so,

“To be shaped by such strange things”

“Thanks,” fWhip murmurs. He accepts the plates from Sausage, setting one down in front of her. A lovely lamb chop, cooked blue. It’s perfect, it really is. Sausage pours them both a drink, setting two goblets down on the table, and a third for himself.

Gem picks up the glass, studying it with a strange look.

“Sheep’s blood! It’s fresh, I promise.” Sausage says, as if that’s the issue.

She nods anyway, swirling the crimson liquid around. Like a fine wine, almost, as bright trails drip down the inner walls of the glass. She takes a sip, and feels as a wave of chills goes down her spine. Like wine…

(Or, what it means to be human.)

Uh. Vamp AU 👍

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So Doc’s having a great time I see… definitely nothing going wrong here, no sir! A very normal day on the Hermitcraft server!

Also shoutout to Pix being the local news

(Bonus reply from Pix under the cut)

Yeah I’d think not!!

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I’ve realized I have thousands of words of random wips just kicking around in my google drive, so I might start posting random out of context fic snippets for y’all, just for fun

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My life merch finally arrived!!! Cozy city population me :]