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Honestly, idk if this is a hot take but
I currently dislike c!Karl more then c!Purpled
Idk if the the eyes had something to do with the thing, but if they did, and that actually wasn't Karl, then my opinion is indifferent to him then.
Day 10:
Today is Karl Jacobs!!! I've watched most of the Tales and I've been watching the streams where he pops up which is really enjoyable.
I made a poem, uh yeah...
Okay, here the tea:
in our creating writing class (that only had 6 students cuz HUMSS) our teacher Mx. G, ( yes they ask to call them that.) to make a short poem about something we like, I like a lot so I cut it into 3: Music, Literature, Arts. So I made one each and pick one, I pick the music one. why am I telling you this? well, the 2nd one is about Literature and is reminded me of Karl's time-traveling/ Tales from the SMP.
so here check it:
Umarbeiten (Rewrite)
Collecting books full of great mystery
Create new ones about different history
To extends the knowledge of the past
And to retell the tales that unabashed
MY FUCKING WISH CAME TRUE!!!
PHILZA IS ON THE TALES!!!!! WITH TECHNO LET’S GOOOO!!!!!
WAT WAAAAT WAAAAAAAAAA-
asfgafdhfmsjdfk
TOMMY IN THE NEXT TFTSMP
3/4 is really hitting me lel (techno, philza, now tommy)
A word about the theory that ranboo is the past time traveler I theorize ranboo was the time traveler and that the overseer’s got attached to him witch is why they are very possessive of Karl and want the new time traveler to spend more time with them they are projecting onto him and fighting over him like parents fighting over a child in a custody battle bad talking each other to Karl and warning Karl to not trust the other there’s also the detail that the the time traveler some how effects the appearance of the two worlds so I’m thinking that that works both ways and the other world affects the appearance of the time traveler witch would explain why he is split down the middle and the colors that are on the sides are black and red and white and green
GOING TO LOSE MY FUCKING MIND
Hey, why does the overseer for the the other side look like a mix between Mrs Claus and the ghost of Christmas present
Me reading a Karlnapity fic and feeling very uncomfortable and kind of scared every time Karl says something like he isn’t himself anymore:
Me realizing that it’s because it reminds me of my dad:
C!KARL JACOBS STIMBOARD
➜ with book, glitter, nail polish, and time travel themed stims!
The Hierophant / DSMP Archive AU [Karl-centric] Fic
WHAAAT??
guys im on a fucking grind i wrote this TODAY AND FINISHED IT?? GUYS WHY ARE STATEMENTS eASIER TO WRITE THEN ONESHOTS WHAT
anyway
so karl interviews tubbo except its not really canon
Unrelated to writing and my story, but thought this would be fun. I’m making a ranboo mug!!!:D Also known as the ranmug for my pottery class lol and I’m doing the make you cry smiley face everybody loves. Also adding in Karl’s swirls cuz why not and some enderman language just need some iconic lore lines if anyone knows any lemme know that would be cool I’m also putting Michael in enderman on the side cuz why not lol. Here’s a rough sketch of the mugs I’m doing.
Don’t mind the small notes those are just for clarification for my teacher lol. Well anyways I’ll leave this here good whatever time your reading this
Scarlet Eyes Karl Jacobs x Reader
C!Karl Jacobs x Gender Neutral reader
In which Karl tries to save you from the egg
Warnings: The Egg, Disassociation, manipulation, light injury. A/N: Not really lore accurate but its okay just wanted to write some egg stuff
You stood in front of the open tunnel. The staircase lead deep and you couldn’t quite see the end. It had all started when a note was left on the door with these coordinates on it. What intrigued you was the red vines that covered the pure white paper. The vines seemed harmless and almost seemed to wrap around your finger when you touched them.
With a deep sigh and your sword in your back pocket you head down the flight of stairs, torches scattered the walls but it didn’t make the walk feel any less ominous. Finally you reached the bottom of the stairs, it opened to a room that was covered in the same red as the vines from the paper were, but only these ones were much bigger.
The room was huge, red was covering the entire room from the floor to the roof. On the ground there was a mix of magma and lava making the navigation a bit hard. What really stood out was the vines that was spread everywhere, they were warm to the touch and almost had a life to them. Following the vines you finally notice what was in the corner of the room. A giant Egg like shape made the room feel more crowded, the vines were the thickest there so that’s where the vines must grow from somehow..
You couldn’t help it as you were unable to take your eyes off this egg thing, you have never seen anything quite like it. The thing sent chills down your spine and your hair stand on end, but even with all that you somehow felt protected in its presence.
“Closer”
The word echoed in your mind, you couldn’t tell where or who it was from but nevertheless you found yourself taking one step at a time closer to the egg.
It was just so beautiful. It gave you a sense of euphoria just by being there. You couldn’t think straight as you stood directly in front of the egg. Instinctively you reached your hand out to touch the egg. Everything was going to be okay as long as you held on. Slowly the vines started the slither around your feet locking you into place. You didn’t dare move, you didn’t want to upset this thing or the vines as they moved further up your body with thick vines, almost like a cocoon. Closing your eyes you let the red engulf you as you heard it speak one more time.
“Don’t worry you’re safe now”
“Y/n!”
Karl woke up with a jolt. No it couldn’t be, he must’ve traveled again there’s no way Y/n would be anywhere that egg. When he rolled over though he found the other side of the bed empty. No he has to stop them before any of that dream-vision whatever it was happen. He practically jumped out of bed running to grab his bag, journal, and shoes. And with that he was out the door to find y/n.
He ran across the server asking everything and everyone where they might have gone. No one had heard anything which made his suspicions worse. Finally someone had said they had last seen them around the badlands. Karl’s heart sunk when he realized exactly where that is. He couldn’t lose you, not to that mind controlling egg! He would stop at nothing to keep you away. Maybe he should’ve warned you before so you wouldn’t even think about going there.
Soon enough he came to the stairwell that was exactly like his dream. He wasted no time to run down, hopefully he wasn’t to late and you could get them away or better yet you weren’t even down there in the first place. His worst fear came true though when he entered the egg room to see a figure standing there, a figure that was all to familiar to him.
“Y/n….. is that you.?” Karl chocked out as they turned around. He was meet with Scarlet eyes, not the natural hue he was used to.
“Karl! So glad for you to finally join me! I was wondering how long it would take for you to show up” They bounced on their toes. Sure it sounded like them but something was off, proving to him that they weren’t in control of their own mind.
“Y/n I know this isn’t you, please just listen to me” Karl was stuck, he knew the eggs grip was strong, but he just hoped his love would be stronger.
“Isn’t me? Of course this is me! I’m happier than I have ever been, and the egg was the key.”
Even though Karl kind of knew what to except he was still shocked. Were they not happy with him? No it must be the egg talking, of course they were happy together.
“I don’t know what the egg has promised you, but its not right, please I can help you get out of this” Karl slowly extended his hand at them, but he was not met with your hand, instead he was met with your sword. Karl jumped back holding his now cut hand to his chest.
“I don’t want to get out of anything! The egg can give me anything I want and can give you what you want too! You just have to listen to it.” Y/n said confidently holding the sword out towards Karl.
Karl shook his head “I don’t want to fight you y/n”
In return Y/n sighed, “If you wont listen to me then I will have to make you listen.” They started walking towards Karl with the sword still outstretched “The egg has done way more for me than you ever have in our relationship, and if you just listen it can help you too”
Karl hesitantly pulled out his shield, “You’re lying, I love you and I know some part of you still loves me back, y/n please fight off the eggs influence” He said while blocking the hits from y/n’s sword.
Y/n chuckled while continuing to try and hit Karl with the sword “You know what? If you really did love me you would join the egg with me.”
Tears pricked Karl’s eyes. No matter how much he told himself that it wasn’t them, hearing it from their voice just hurt worse than he could ever imagine. Soon enough he was backed into a corner, looking once again to those scarlet eyes he knew there was no saving them, at least not yet. Using his shield and body weight he pushed back y/n as much as he could and booked it towards the exit.
“I’ll be back for you”
Dsmp Headcanons: Being Chronically Ill
little headcanons for different dsmp characters and how they help you with your needs being Chronically Ill/A spoonie Characters: Ghostbur, Karl, Quackity, Eret, Sam, Foolish, Ranboo Most can be interpreted as platonic or romantic
A/n: I tried to make it general but of course mainly went off my own experience as a spoonie and I can’t cover anyone in the community as much as I wish I could. Might go in-depth with a Chronically Ill reader with one of the characters some other time if I get the inspo for it.
Ghostbur
-This guy would bring you so much blue
-Offers to let you cuddle friend if you’re having a bad day since he can’t hold you
-You can also have all of his big sweaters if you ask
Karl Jacobs
-All I can say is cuddles cuddles cuddles
-Flare up? cuddles, no spoons? cuddles
-Loves to take you traveling but if he knows you aren’t up for it he will force you to stay home
Quackity
-This man works a lot, but he always makes sure to check in on how you’re doing
-Flare up? I guess he can miss one day of work to take care of you
-If he cant miss work he would make sure you are stocked with anything you can think of, food, pain meds, heating pad etc.
Eret
-Will always check to make sure you drank water and took your meds
-If not he will watch and make sure you take them
-Will pamper you, he is the king after all
-But if you ever say its to much they will back off immediately, he doesn’t want you to think he is treating you any differently.
Awesamdude
-Brings you to the prison when you aren’t feeling well to care for you
-Never wants to leave your side in a flare up even if he has other duties
-Would make you any mobility aids you may need and would do research to make sure he make it perfectly
Foolish
-Probably doesn’t fully understand what you mean by chronically ill
-”What do you mean it doesn’t get better?”
-He means well I promise
-Will try to make you laugh whenever you aren’t feeling the best
Ranboo
-Will carry you anywhere
-Legs hurt? Lightheaded? forgot your mobility aid? He will carry you around as long as you need
-Always try to make sure you’re comfortable in every situation and will constantly check up on you even if you’re having a good day
And none of them would think lesser of you or care about you any less cause of something you can’t control. You are loved and valid!
// tales from the smp spoilers
XD is like a weird father figure except he just dumped his kids in two different play areas and said "play nice"
C!Karl is that toddler they fight over
Flame
A word vomit about c!quackity and how he interacts with the world
Word count: 510
The flame was calling out to me like a siren’s song
Warm and inviting
Bright, inspiring
Glass floors and glass windows
Watching the sun come and go
A Bobeche is reaching out to me like a martyr, caught up in an age-old war
Looked into your eyes, unfamiliar gold pooling there
The rain bore down on my skin, mixed with my blood sweat and fucking tears
This whole time, I fought for you while you were forgetting me all along.
I’ve done things a monster couldn’t fathom
I am cruel. I am curt. I am undeserving.
The axe in my hands speaks, judge jury and executioner
Standing at the grave of an enemy, in death I envy you
You travel beyond the turbulence of your mistakes
I’ve scared a lot of people
Don’t know if that counts as hurting.
Or maybe I just failed at the hurting part, only intimidating before they call my bluff
Small boxes and sprawling skylines, chasing a feeling of home I never had
Going through the motions, just to look back and say I did
This all feels so familiar, i’ve smelled this candle before
Left burning while everyone goes out to a party
Stuck.
But, not stuck alone. No.
Surrounded by things to find pleasure in.
And yet, everything I touch burns instead of smiling
Is there anything more gratifying than taking a few papers, a table, a dream, a child down with you as you plummet?
Maybe it’s because the candle is worried that no one will notice if it blows out.
People will notice a house fire, though.
The candle won’t be blamed. The candle has no feelings. The candle is only an extension of the lighter, that is an extension of the person holding the lighter.
Lighter, touch me. If I am going to burn, let it be a pretty match to set me off. Oh, how I’ve watched you rust and peel, Lighter. You are not the shiny thing you once were. But, that potential for destruction has always burned inside you. Just had to squint your eyes, and we look the same.
You light a cigarette and sit next to me. You tell me what you want. I tell you what I need. Never the same things.
I am sick. I am sick and twisted probably, so far gone. I have never been lower before, will never be higher again.
You, Lighter, you find purpose in me. And I find satisfaction in you, and a quicker death.
I will never envy you, Lighter.
I will die. You will become useless, still alive but without purpose. You will sit by my grave, jealous of travel beyond the turbulence of mistakes.
Oh, Bobeche, catching my scalding wax. I am sorry that I bleed out into you
We are tied to each other, stuck like a candle to a candlestick.
I know that I am hurting you, I know that I should conserve myself.
But, it is Warm and inviting
Bright, inspiring
Drawn to the Lighter like a moth is to a
Should’ve tabbed sapnap
Currently in a discord music call playing calm songs. Most of the others are asleep so now I’m making sure all the music is nice and calm. This is so wholesome I stg. I met them in Karl’s offline chat.
I’m still in this call but now we’re listening to merry go round of life from howls moving castle. And a bunch of classical music. It’s so calm and pog.