the squad

I can explain.

punz getting third place in the elytra challenge is actually... VERY funny when viewed through the lens of dsmp canon. the three people who did the best in this ocean-cleaning challenge were a fairy whose life force is connected to nature, a demigod of the sea, and some guy

As someone who is friends with a good amount of he/theys, yeah they really do have that vibe

as your he/they friend, this is true, I’m running two entire crew departments all by myself.

Stopping the Y/N rp for now-

it’s break time from the Y/N rp

What the fuck is the Y/N rp? -Toms

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

“Ugh! You always make those stupid jokes!” I screech, stomping up the dark oak stairs. “I’m moving my Minecraft base out of spawn!”

“They’re not stupid jokes,” I shout up the stairs as I walk up them, “some people find them funny, plus, who’s to say they’re not true?” I ask, slightly leaning against the wall. 

“Of course they’re not true! My mother literally abandoned me!” I say, how dare they forget I have literally every terribly angsty backstory in existence. “I’m moving out 1000s of blocks!” I say, putting on my sad Spotify playlist.

I clench my hands and yell at Y/N “I WAS LEFT ON THE ROAD TO DIE, Y/N! GOD YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A SAD PAST”

“Gods calm down ‘Arthur King of Angst’,” I say teasingly. “I didn’t think today was going to be ‘let’s compare our trauma day’, but let’s go I guess,” I say with a hint of sarcasm at the end.

“Well Y/N is being an asshole about ‘UwU I have a sad backstory🥺‘ and I’m fucking sick of it!” I sneered at him.

“I just want to be recognized for my issues goddamit! I always have to be the therapist but noooo when I talk about my issues I’m not allowed to! Fuck you all!” I yell, slamming my redwood door loudly. Hayloft is at max volume.

“YOU GUYS NEVER ASK ME ABOUT WHAT HAPPENS Y/N” I yell, now running to the woods

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

I stared at the two “Stop it, please guys. My mother is a virgin.”

“So you’re adopted?” I ask. “She’s not a virgin anymore though,” I say.

I turn towards Dream, “This was common knowledge.”

“Sucks to be you then,” I respond.

“Don’t make my angsty scene about you! I was adopted as well! We literally were at the same orphanage!” I screech over Olivia Rodrigo.

“You know... I have a friend who doesn’t really like orphans,” I say to the two.

“And what will they do? Kill my parents?” I spat again, in their face.

“Dunno, maybe he’ll go after you, like I said he doesn’t really like orphans,” I say back calmly.

“You guys are so incompetent!” I yelled as I stormed into the woods with hatred all over my face.

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

I stared at the two “Stop it, please guys. My mother is a virgin.”

“So you’re adopted?” I ask. “She’s not a virgin anymore though,” I say.

I turn towards Dream, “This was common knowledge.”

“Sucks to be you then,” I respond.

“Don’t make my angsty scene about you! I was adopted as well! We literally were at the same orphanage!” I screech over Olivia Rodrigo.

“You know... I have a friend who doesn’t really like orphans,” I say to the two.

“And what will they do? Kill my parents?” I spat again, in their face.

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

“Ugh! You always make those stupid jokes!” I screech, stomping up the dark oak stairs. “I’m moving my Minecraft base out of spawn!”

“They’re not stupid jokes,” I shout up the stairs as I walk up them, “some people find them funny, plus, who’s to say they’re not true?” I ask, slightly leaning against the wall. 

“Of course they’re not true! My mother literally abandoned me!” I say, how dare they forget I have literally every terribly angsty backstory in existence. “I’m moving out 1000s of blocks!” I say, putting on my sad Spotify playlist.

I clench my hands and yell at Y/N “I WAS LEFT ON THE ROAD TO DIE, Y/N! GOD YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A SAD PAST”

“Gods calm down ‘Arthur King of Angst’,” I say teasingly. “I didn’t think today was going to be ‘let’s compare our trauma day’, but let’s go I guess,” I say with a hint of sarcasm at the end.

“Well Y/N is being an asshole about ‘UwU I have a sad backstory🥺‘ and I’m fucking sick of it!” I sneered at him.

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“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

I stared at the two “Stop it, please guys. My mother is a virgin.”

“So you’re adopted?” I ask. “She’s not a virgin anymore though,” I say.

I turn towards Dream, “This was common knowledge.”

“Sucks to be you then,” I respond.

“I suck on your fathers dick” I spat at it.

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

“Ugh! You always make those stupid jokes!” I screech, stomping up the dark oak stairs. “I’m moving my Minecraft base out of spawn!”

“They’re not stupid jokes,” I shout up the stairs as I walk up them, “some people find them funny, plus, who’s to say they’re not true?” I ask, slightly leaning against the wall. 

“Of course they’re not true! My mother literally abandoned me!” I say, how dare they forget I have literally every terribly angsty backstory in existence. “I’m moving out 1000s of blocks!” I say, putting on my sad Spotify playlist.

I clench my hands and yell at Y/N “I WAS LEFT ON THE ROAD TO DIE, Y/N! GOD YOU’RE NOT THE ONLY ONE WITH A SAD PAST”

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

I stared at the two “Stop it, please guys. My mother is a virgin.”

“So you’re adopted?” I ask. “She’s not a virgin anymore though,” I say.

I turn towards Dream, “This was common knowledge.”

“Y/N,” I said, slightly fed up, “don’t let being called a ‘girlboss’ go to your head again.”

“You don’t tell me what to do!” I screech, twirling my short brunette hair around. “You’re not my parent!”

“Oh yeah?” I say back, cockily, “I was in bed with your mother though.”

I stared at the two “Stop it, please guys. My mother is a virgin.”

not the fucking y/n thing again :/ /nm /lh