Trying Out Some Things.

Bro Grian really be sayin yellow and red make magenta

It’s not a Ranboo playlist until there’s a demon

It’s not a Ranboo stream until Satan has donated

But there is no god in a Ranboo video. He has been killed by a cake.

Btw here’s my d&d character that no one asked for.

She ate spiders. She is spiders.

Architects Reborn

Y’all, what if Grian Scar and Bdubs just all teamed up and made the second architects. Like Build Squad or something of that matter where they just build massive structures and make the world look absolutely fabulous. You need terraforming done? Call Build Squad. Giant house you can’t plan out for the life of you? Call Build Squad. Like, these three can make a perfect trio and they’re all just so chaotic like oh my god I need more of this trio in my life!

H e s i t

Captured In Her Eyes but it’s just low quality images with no text✨

They are green, they are mean, they are a threat.

“Up, up and away!” Ahh post.

I never had the moments of remembering the good old days, they’re gone. Just gone. Nothing comes up when I think of them.

But for some reason whenever I hear the music. That faint piano as I open up a YouTube video or maybe just as I turn up my music for once, I remember so much about my first life.

That dirt shack I made on the hill.

The giant tunnel underneath I build from top to bedrock.

The wooden treehouse surrounded by a fence because the tree wasn’t tall enough for me to stay on.

The cut off mountain I build my first brick house on.

The first time I used rails as they were introduced to the game. The stonecutters actually having a use for stone. Torches having to be placed absolutely everywhere they could because of their lighting range. That moment of frustration when I fell into lava with my stuff. The stacks of cobble left scattered in my chest.

But most importantly I remember the sunset over the water on my first night. Staring over the unexplored ocean that will keep its secrets from me forever. But the spawn area on the beach I first set foot on, watching as the sun started lowering past the small dirt hill that rose out of the water. The beauty in it as I watched from the safety of my shack, running out to get a better view. That image will forever be in my mind and I’ll despise the day I forget it.

And the fact that I died the same night to a zombie.