#ish minecraft

Rise against Imperia, bite back against dictators, hail to the people!

ACULON MENTIONED ACULON MENTIONED ACULO💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

Can’t explain how I know this but I just have a THEORY that Flux is a polyglot. It makes sense okay I feel like he would get that from crow, the two often practicing languages together in their free time. When Flux began to adopt Greek into his mental book of languages he picked it up VERY quickly, I’m talking like in a month could have normal conversations with people in Greek and completely mastered the language after only half a year. This greatly impressed Saps and Jophiel, and is one of the reasons that he was elected as VP of Theria.

JOPHIEL AND SAPARATA SIBLING RELATIONSHIP 💥💥💥💥🔥🔥🔥 personally I am a Cass and Saps sibling truther but a REAL Cass and Saps sibling truther NEVER speaks ill of a Jophiel and Saps sibling truther 🤫🤫 but ong yes ,,,. That is SOO cute I love that for them. I can’t decide who would be older but ummm mmmaybe it would be Jophiel?? She could be just like a year or so older. They would also share very light hair, Jophiels hair being platinum blonde and Saparatas being near white.

TRIHELM !!!! I scream as the crowd goes wild . Also dude the fanfic potential here is insane. Jophiel having neat cursive handwriting, always using formal language no matter the situation, while Schpood has blocky, thick handwriting and often doesn’t speak formally. Sometimes they would include little artifacts in the letters, Jophiel having sent Schpood a green, blue and red flower to symbolize her nation, while Schpood sent her a golden nugget red feather back to symbolize his own nation. The two weren’t romantically attracted to each other at first, though after they married they slowly grew fond of the other. They have no children and die as a chaotic peaceful couple the end 😁😁😁 peak trihelm

Headcanon that Turkey and Crow were actually quite good friends, especially since they are both birds/anthro birds. Sometimes they talk in chirps and clicks that only they can understand. When Fluixon was a little baby this annoyed him to no end, though that just made Crow, on occasion, purposefully do it around his boy to see the cute angry expression he made. Fluixon was quite the unhappy child LMAO

Crow grew to have a hobby of cooking thanks to this practice with Turkey, and, upon leaving back for the desert with Flux, he began to utilize it. He often sold his food for goods or services if needed, and enjoyed serving Flux his food as a gesture of kindness, often making jokes about how he was his “little baby bird” and that he would have to keep feeding him forever since he couldn’t fend for his own, aka Flux sucked at cooking. (I am a SUCKER for parent-kid happy relationships it’s so cute THERE IS TOO MUCH ANGST IN THIS FANDOM.)

There was always a rather somber atmosphere during dinner on the eve that Crow left- not exactly sad, just nostalgic. Fluixon missed his siblings back in the Aculon Empire, but he couldn’t visit them- after all, he was so so far away from them. He always thought of his siblings, only getting to reunite with them in season 2.5. Fluixon rarely lets his guard down for any reason, though when he caught heed that his sister and brother were on the other island he immediately began to prepare.

The second the borders to island 1 dropped, he went to visit his siblings and was shocked to see how different the two looked. Their eyes were dead after witnessing the deaths of so many from the empire, seeing the blood and gore on the battlefield firsthand. Cynikka nearly didn’t recognize Fluixon, the same went for Ender, after seeing how their little brother had grown. Fluixon first went to Infernus to meet Cynikka, the now queen of the large nation. It was a stark contrast to their father’s empire, which seemed symbolic in a way that Fluixon couldn’t quite place. Upon entering the palace after confirming his identity with the royal guards, he snuck around the corridors, trying to find Cynikka. He did end up getting caught, and was brought to the queen himself.

When Cynikka first saw him again, after so many years, she nearly lept off her throne to embrace him. She immediately dismissed her guards and guided Flux towards her private chambers, where the two exchanged hugs and tears. Soon after, Cynikka sent a private message to Ender saying that he must come to the castle now- since he was thankfully quite close, he was there within the day and was also extremely shocked to see his little brother alive and surprisingly well. He thanked Ish for protecting his brother, and embraced his two siblings in a tight hug, finally having been reunited entirely.

okay sorry I got sidetracked LMAO back to the HC responses

FLUX AND SAPS BEING LOVERS AND FLUX CONSIDERING MARRIAGE WHEN SAPS KILLED HIMSELF STOP . NO NO . Saparata jumping off the tower and Fluixon exiting his pantheon to see why everyone was screaming and being met with the bloodied body of his lover, now covered in white cloth from a random kind citizen, though it was already covered in deep red splotches. Fluixon springs into motion and calls a cleanup team for the body, alongside arranging a funeral service. He tried so so hard to think that wasn’t Saps. Saparata was sitting on the beachside, or maybe on top of his house, gazing at the stars, or laying in bed, resting after a long day of governing a nation. That man in the casket- that man with his beautiful pale complexion, his dazzling black eyes and white, silky hair. That wasn’t Saps. No, no he was still alive. The ring Fluixon has bought a month back said so. He had to be alive.

He had to be alive so that Fluixon could marry him, and sweep him up by his feet at the altar and kiss him lovingly, whispering sweet nothings into his ears and cuddling him in their large house. Maybe they would have kids in the future, and Fluixon could tell them stories of his siblings, of his grandfathers reign of tyranny within the prison, and of the snowy nation that his father had ran. He would tuck his kids into bed and kiss his husband lovingly, hugging him in bed while drifting off to sleep knowing that he had a wonderful family that he loved. He had to be alive.

Fluixon wept for months afterwards. He never left his house, never interacted or talked with anyone. He wept over the life he could’ve lived, had his beloved not ended himself. His eyes burnt all hours of the day, and he cried himself asleep each night hoping that he would wake up besides Saps- his Saparata. His beautiful, dumb, brilliant Saparata. The real reason that he didn’t take over the nation his dearest left behind was because he was oh so selfishly mourning. Atleast he knew that it was most likely safer in the hands of a capable women such as Jophiel, and not a grieving man like himself.

150 notes on this post and I write a fic based off of that because I’m actually invested in this now lmao

ALSO YES. EVIL DEVIOUS ZYNIKKAHARVEST POLYCULE !!!!! My poor girl Zynn gonna have to keep BOTH of them on fishing rods to make sure that Cynikka doesn’t accidentally die and that Harvest doesn’t declare war on another nation 😭😭

Sidefall and Zynn have a love-hate relationship- in all honesty they just love pissing eachother off and Cynikka finds it funny as shit. Ezran and Sidefall often hang out, Sidefall being his chaotic older sibling. Sometimes he would even bring Ezran out of the volcano with him to give him a tour of Westhelm and the surrounding nations, alongside making up propaganda to publish together lmao. Cynikka obviously did NOT like this one bit, but also secretly always kept eyes on the two. There were constantly undercover Infernus guards following the two around on Cynikkas orders, because she obviously doesn’t want her two sons to be kidnapped, or worse, assassinated.

soooo.... NOT BLLK RELATED buttt.... sighhh my minecraft social experiment toxic yaoi (No reposts!)

Scenario: He is impatient, blunt and aggressive. He curses at anyone that annoys him, but there's one who can make him do a 360, that's his wife.

pairing: schpood x fem!reader

Genre: Fluff =͟͟͞♡

TW: just a little swear

note: not proofread, first oneshot, probably not accurate

Everyone that have heard and interacted with Schpood would describe him as unhinged. A crazy mad man who won't hesitate to say what's in his mind. Oh you don't even any plans for your city? Why the hell are you leading in the first place then?

No one could talk back to him. I mean how can they when he leads the biggest nation, you basically have a brain damage if you ever did. Because if you want to be safe, you need an ally like Westhelm. So they'll just take all the insults, as long as he's on their side.

But there's one that won't take those kind of insults, you. And that is how you two met, with an insult and a jab. After that he did not leave you alone, nothing could ever make him go away. He wasn't bother by any of your words and that annoys you but it amuses him.

You two got married, long story short. You questioned how that happened, and you know why. You love him, him and his stupid smug face and eyes that looks at you with wonder like you carry the world.

Over the years, some things developed, changed. The others noticed, it was pretty obvious. When he's alone at meetings, he cannot keep his mouth shut, but when you're there... what the fuck?! he's like the complete opposite. Sure, his eyes are on you most of the time but he's listening to the meeting, which surprised everyone. Since when does he have the capability to actually listen without talking, yapping, shouting.

"Oh come on! Are you fucking stupid to think that we'll go with that half-ass plan?! "Listen, sure it's not finished-" "Oh shut up! Start talking when you actually do have a fucking-"

An eye contact with his wife. Followed with silence, as all wait for him to finish shouting talking. But all he does is look away and sat down on his chair.

And when he does shout, cursed at someone and you're there, it takes one glance from you and he's sat, silently. Huh?! All of those in the meeting can only watch with their mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water.

Underneath the table his hand finds yours, he hold them softly. Rubbing his thumb gently on your knuckles, a silent plea and sorry, his lips forming into a pout frown. A gentle squeeze was what you gave, and he immediately was smiling, still holding your hand as he listens to the meeting.