then eventually, we'll forget!!
Hello, everyone!
I get a lot of asks asking me where certain old VODs are, and while I don’t mind these asks at all, I also figured it would be helpful to make a guide post on my methods for locating them so that people can attempt to locate things for themselves too!
There are plenty of ways to go about it, but this is just what I do.
Without further ado, here’s a step-by-step process.
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Before you go searching for anything, there’s some information that you’ll need to decide on.
What are you looking for?
This one’s a bit obvious, but you need to figure out what exactly you’ll be seeking out. For this guide, I’ll be using the first Dreamon Hunters VOD as an example, as that’s one that people have asked for a lot in the past.
When did it happen?
As a general question, you’ll want to know the basic context of around what time this event took place. We’ll get into specifics later, but it helps to have context. Think: what else was happening at the time?
Well, for Dreamon Hunters, we know that Fundy was wearing his Dreamon Hunters outfit at the Manberg Festival, October 16. Therefore, that event took place not too long before then.
From whose POV?
You’ll need to know which streamers to search under. The first Dreamon Hunters stream was streamed by Fundy and Tubbo.
Tubbo’s official VODs channel does not include the first Dreamon Hunters VOD, and the oldest VOD on Archive is Festival preparation on October 13. Unfortunately, this means that Tubbo’s POV is lost, so we will be seeking out Fundy’s.
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Now that we’ve got that out of the way, onto the next steps.
There are a few ways to achieve this. If you’re lucky, you’ll know the date already – November 16th, January 6th, other big ones like that. Sometimes you can look at recap posts if they exist for that day.
But the most reliable one I’ve found, especially for Season One, is actually to use Twitter’s advanced search.
(Yeah, yeah, I know what you’re thinking. But it genuinely works pretty well)
Type in keywords that you think would end up in livetweets of the stream. If something specific was trending that day because of the event, that helps as well. For this example, we’ll use “DreamXD,” as that was trending.
Scroll down to the bottom and select a date range. This is where knowing the general time that the event happened helps. We’ll do October 1 - October 16.
There! We’ve found the livetweets! How nostalgic.
Figure out the earliest date.
For our example, it appears to be October 7. Note that VOD dates might be a day later due to different timezones.
You don’t necessarily need this step, but it can often be helpful when scrolling through a large selection of VODs, and since sometimes the VOD dates can be a day off, having the title will give you the most accuracy.
Go to Twitchtracker.com/ [insert streamer name] /streams and click on the date you just found.
From here, we can see that Fundy’s stream on October 7 was titled “THE NEW MANBERG.”
I will be linking a bunch of unofficial VODs channels that I’d recommend at the end. Here we will be using Fundy Stream Archive.
And there we go! We have successfully located the first Dreamon Hunters VOD!
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Now, that was an easy example. Things can get a bit more difficult than that.
For our next example: what if you wanted to find the original Captain Puffy “duckling Dream” VOD?
When did it happen?
If you remember, this stream happened when Captain Puffy hadn’t yet chosen her alliances between Dream SMP and L’manburg. Therefore, it would have been November or early December, soon after she joined the server.
Using the Twitter search method, we’ll search for “duckling Dream” in the date range November 16 - December 20.
The earliest date appears to be November 29.
Using Twitchtracker, we know that Captain Puffy’s stream on November 29 was titled “Nightime vibing on the Dream SMP!”
Next, since Captain Puffy’s VODs from this early on haven’t been archived to a channel on YouTube, we’ll visit Archive.org instead. Search up “Captain Puffy”
Be sure to sort by date. This will display the date below, but I’d still recommend you have the stream title on hand as well.
Aaaand
There you have it! A step-by-step guide on how to locate old VODs yourselves!
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Unfortunately, there is content that can’t be found this way.
Tubbo’s August and September VODs, Eret and Jack Manifold’s August VODs, a couple Tommy streams, HBomb’s Doomsday stream, etc., are all missing.
Notably, every so often Sapnap’s Storytime Stream VOD will be rediscovered and passed around as a Google Drive link or uploaded to YouTube before inevitably being taken down again. Keep your eyes peeled and you might see it pop up again.
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Otherwise, happy searching!
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There is more to be found out there that you can look for yourself, but these are the ones I use most regularly!
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hey guys, so i been working on these character sheets and i haven’t drawn everyone yet but im sharing them anyways cause im excited to share LOL
ft. stupid notes to myself about the characters. i don’t have a very strong definition of everyone’s style, but i kinda narrowed it down with these.
truly the goal of this au was to draw nene in whatever i wanted haha. i suppose that goes for everyone in it.
if you guys have questions my asks are open btw!
edit: i added the lineup so you can see them all next to each other
Well look at that! I finally drew that adorable prompt @moonfang182-magic gave me when they commented on a WIP drawing for my digital comic!
Let's run away together. To the real world!
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pairings (separately!) - diluc ragnvindr, kaeya alberich, albedo, childe, zhongli, xiao, kaedehara kazuha, scaramouche, dainsleif x gender neutral reader
word count - 2322
genre - hurt/comfort
format - drabbles
warnings - crying, focal point on being touch starved, use of xiao's real name because i love him, cursing in scara's because there will ALWAYS be cursing in scara's
summary - a touch starved reader crumbles upon being given love and affection for the first time by their beloved <3
a/n - hop aboard the self indulgent train!!!/hj but this idea has been on my mind for a while now so i'm eager to write it! :D also this is borderline rambling i apologize if it's not your thing :')))
our actions hold within them partial universes created of stardust and glitter, and a thousand words rooted in the slight slip of one's hand across another's cheek, or perhaps a longing, loving gaze that manages to enrapture another and speak volumes in silence. a simple hug would speak even more than thick, yellowed books and detailed encyclopedias that stretch on for volume upon volume.
you began to realize this when the way in which he caressed your cheek with such love had you melting under his breathy gaze and falling limp in his arms. his body alone seemed to preach with an airy cadence without a single word escaping past his lips.
for so long you'd bared the biting nip of frosting cold and let a sheen of ice coat itself along your skin. yet his touch seemed to melt what remained of blooming winter both in your heart and soul and left behind a shivering something, curled up in a ball and smaller than a marble: the desire for affection, to be loved, and to be wanted.
even now as his arms fit snug around your body for the first time, you let your mind wander to your times of icy frost and barren loneliness where only the softness of your pillow could provide some sort of solace for the gaping hole in your heart where loving hugs and kisses to your cheek were supposed to fit perfectly.
"is this okay?"
you wanted to laugh bitterly at how courteous he was,
"such a gentleman, of course it is." you teased despite the watery waver to the tail end of your voice.
when his arms drew tighter around your body and you felt his lips come to once again melt away at the snow around your temple, your mind drew back to those sleepless nights where all you longed for was one single hug, and suddenly all the snow had been thawed by his touch and left behind a calm, gentle stream of rivulets that trickled down your cheeks from the reservoirs hidden behind your eyes.
oh, how loved you felt in his arms.
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upon hearing the first of your sniffles, diluc's body went rigid as rock as he hurried to pull you away from his shoulder and inspect your face. what he hadn't expected was for you to dive right back in, your arms slung around his torso as if holding too slack would mean he'd fade away into nothing and you'd be left to bear the stinging void of loneliness once again.
"please don't let me go, not yet." sputtered between little hiccups and wheezes, you prayed that he managed to hear the words you spoke directly into his heart.
and hear them he did, in fact he did more than hear them: he understood them. his strong, broad arms moved upwards to hold your body tight against his, taking great care to treat you as if you'd break under his touch. the gentle swipe of hair from your damp forehead and brush of his fingers against your tear-soaked cheeks had your knees buckling under the newfound touch.
to admit his own starve of touch out loud would embarrass him to no end, but he'd never deny the way your warmth made his heart flutter. and he hoped that he could mend the holes in your heart and indulge in each other's arms and this foreign feeling of touch, together.
"it's okay," diluc spoke into the roots of your hair, eyes shutting in pure bliss, "i'm here now, you're not alone anymore."
and you believed him, with all your heart.
"angel? what's going on? are those tears i see?"
despite the teasing lilt to his voice, the worry lined around his lilac pupils could never betray his mind. his hands held your sniffling face as if you were crafted by the gods themselves, each swipe of his thumb careful and gentle and each peck to your nose, eyelid, cheeks, forehead, and lips held within them words that never needed to be said.
"kaeya?"
"yes, darling?"
"could i have another hug?" if your words weren't enough to depict how much you loved him, your eyes screamed in volumes loud enough for the gods themselves to hear them.
kaeya wanted to give you one of his charming chuckles and offer up a cheesy, teasing response like, "aww, it seems not even you can evade my wicked, boyish charm."
but he knew better, and he knew that he understood you more than he let on. so instead of speaking, his arms wrote poetry wrapped tight around your waist, and his lips uttered lyrics to love ballads in the form of pressing kiss after kiss to your hair.
what remained on his skin was the thawed droplets of ice that once covered his body, all thanks to your warmth were they melted and gone. he prayed you'd never let go of him, because he knew he'd never let you slip from his arms.
confused, albedo gently pries your face away from his shoulder and takes the first step in brushing away the drops of sorrow that flowed freely from your eyes.
"did something happen, my flower? was i perhaps too rough with my hug?" ever the diligent scientist, albedo's eyes scan yours for any sign of discomfort. yet what he finds staring back at him is the void in your irises beginning to fill up with his reflection, and his theory soon becomes fact when you say nothing more and head straight back into his arms, squeezing tighter and tighter with all of your strength.
you'd come crashing into his life with all of the gentleness of a bull in a ceramics shop, and yet you felt so soft, so fragile in his arms.
"just one more hug, i promise." despite the obvious strain to your voice and the tears that dampened his shirt, albedo conceded and decided to play into your fantasy, where he gives you just one more hug.
albedo himself knows not much of affection, but what he has been able to conclude from his studies is that he loves sharing it with you. and he doesn't need a notebook to detail such findings when he has the ability to hold you tight in his arms and let the beat of his heart detail his findings to your listening ears.
"hey, what's wrong? did someone hurt you? did you have a bad day?"
despite the literal chain bomb that was childe's constant stream of questions, his tightened grip only served to make your tears fall faster from your eyes as you realized just how loved you felt in his embrace.
without even needing to open your mouth, he seemed to realize right away when your fist gathered clumps of his shirt into your fingers and gripped with white knuckles.
"oh sunshine," he cooed, moving his thumb to brush just underneath the red rim of your eye, "c'mere. i'll give you lots of cuddles."
and give you lots of cuddles he did. you would never slip from his arms, not with how secure and firm they rested around your body, locked in tight and confirmed with the gentle squeeze to your torso every now and then to remind you of how real he was.
despite the fact that his shirt would be wrinkled with how hard you gripped onto the fabric, or the noticeable wet patch you'd leave on his shoulder from your tears, childe relished in the feeling of your puzzle piece bodies fitting together as one. as much as you craved him, he was addicted to you.
to many who have uttered his name in prayer, they asked for good fortune, another chance, or something along the lines that would only be grantable by a god.
but you uttered no words, not a single peep. instead you spoke his name through the way in which your eyes silently pleaded with him to hold you tight against his chest and he felt your prayers of love deep within the caverns of his heart.
"i'm here, my lily. you never have to ask me to hold you. if you so desire it, it shall be yours."
his words seemed to spur your sobs onwards, but he knew they were from a place that you had long sealed away, a place that had been released with only a single one of his hugs.
zhongli was a man of many words but he was content to let the way in which he held you tight against his throbbing heart speak the words he could never find.
your cries are like stabs through the heart for xiao. poor, poor alatus who tries so hard not to mess up the one good thing that's come to him in a long, long time.
he slides away from your embrace in fear that he may have hurt you, which, much to his surprise, only makes your stuttered breaths and rolling tears increase.
"don't go..." you mumbled as you raced against his mind to clutch his torso with all you were.
he doesn't understand, to comprehend such intricacies of the human condition were far beyond his reach and yet he allows you to indulge in feeling the pound of his heart hammer away from under the thin skin of his chest and the feel of his fingers tracing patterns on the underside of your back.
his fears of your pain or sorrow are washed away when he brings you closer to his body and dives into the crook of your neck.
and as your fingers come up to card through his thick locks, he finds himself ever so close to joining you in melting the frigid snow that lay around his heart in exchange for calm, gentle rivers.
the minute tears fall from your eyes, kazuha sweeps in to kiss them away as if sensing your sorrow before you even know it.
"your tears wound me ever so deep, my love. what happened?"
but you can't give a straight answer, not with how the overwhelming warmth that encircles your body overpowers you brain and leaves you a bumbling mess in his arms.
you only answer with the glassy, longing look you give him and the burrowing of your body closer into his arms. any more and you'd merge with him.
his touch is gentler than the drop of a crimson leaf in early fall, and quieter than the gentle shake of wildflowers in spring. he feels like life itself, and as you inhale more of him through your nose you feel yourself unbinding the cords and vines wrapped around your heart.
once his hand came to stroke the top of your head, all while his soothing voice gently shushed your tears and muffled sobs, all you could do was melt and indulge in the finest that kazuha had to offer.
and kazuha knows that he'd do anything to fill the void within you where he fits perfectly.
"why are you crying? who hurt you?! i'm going to fucking kill them-"
"n-no! scara no!"
the crack in your voice in enough to settle him down and allows you to return to placing your head in the crook of his shoulder. "just for a little bit...let's stay like this, please." you plead into his skin.
scaramouche can't help but indulge you, even if the sight of your tears or the way your shoulders rise up and down sharply sends shooting pains to that odd thing in his chest.
"if nothing's wrong then stop crying, it's annoying." despite his harsh words, his large palm comes up to hold the back of your head against his body, while the other arm pressed your body flush against his.
the way in which he held you completed contradicted his words, and his lingering touch was one you knew you'd think about for the rest of your life so long as you lived.
scaramouche himself felt the similar gaping hole in his chest begin to close, and the foreign feeling for once felt pleasant instead of painful.
"so...you like this kinda stuff?"
with a vigorous nod of your head and tighten grip around his torso, 'noted', scaramouche thought and allowed himself a single, small fraction of a smile that of which he buried into your temple in hopes that you'd see him with your eyes closed.
you're so tender and soft, dainsleif almost feels as if he's holding a timid daisy rather than his beloved partner.
though he claims to be devoid of so many human traits, you feel his warmth and hear the thunder of his heartbeat against your ear. in this moment you realize: there is someone who loves you, and someone who treasures you enough to allow you close to their heart.
his first hug in so long brings him to near tears, and the spur of rivers that trickled down your face worried him to no end as he makes haste to slip away.
"are you alright? have i hurt you? we don't have to do that again if you don't want-"
you loved him, you loved all of him, even the nervous worrywart side of him that he rarely ever revealed to anyone. but in this moment, all you craved was dainsleif and you made it known of your intentions when you cut his rambling questions off by flinging yourself against his body, holding so tight as if he'd slip through your hands like silky water or thin, granules of sand.
"it feels so nice. you feel so nice." and though normally such bold words would have you flustered and looking away and his cheeks flared up in the color of pyro, dainsleif allows himself this one indulgence and wraps his arms tight around your body as you dry your tears into the fabric of his shirt.
and he'd be sure to never let go until he takes his last breath.
date published: august 18th, 2021
request for anon: continuation of this post with kaeya and childe
this has the same premise as the post linked above, so check that post for more in-depth details if you haven’t read it!
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pairing: kaeya and childe x reader (separately)
characters: kaeya alberich, childe
genre: fluff
word count: 616
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kaeya
⋆ he’s never fainted, but he has witnessed others faint (and maybe even caused it) so he knows what it looks like
⋆ but when he sees you start to look a little unstable and woozy after having just been fine, he honestly thinks you’re messing with him
⋆ he throws the thought away, though, when you stumble a little and then fall
⋆ kaeya is quick to catch you, pulling you close to him to prevent any injury
⋆ when you come to, you’re met with kaeya’s concerned face mere inches from your own
⋆ “was that uh… a joke?”
⋆ you blink up at him, confusion crossing over your face, and he grows more worried. when you realize what he’s asking about, your eyes widen, and you jolt back from him
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so, back in sixth grade i had this english teacher. and OH BOY here we go again. so anyways these three girls would always bother him bc he was one of those laidback teachers who “couldn’t care less” spoiler: he cared a bit
anyways one day i walk into english class, put down my books, and wait for class to begin. also i was kind of on edge that day bc they said they were doing earthquake drills (keep in mind i was like a 3ft 12 yr old rn) and the p.a comes on just to say good morning to the students and I drop like a sack of potatoes. my best friend, who’s next to me, bursts out laughing bc shes mean like that and the teacher looks at me. he likes to make fun of my height. so hes like “oh look, i found a 2ft mushroom!” everyone laughs and i just sit there like a pathetic blob. then he’s like “ok now get up i dont want no poop stains in my classroom.” i refuse. i will not get up. you cannot make me. all these thoughts run through my head. then my best friend picks me up and says get up you stupid stupid child.
not that funny, im just still MADD that I DIDNT STAND FOR MYSELF LIKE CMON 2FT ME USE YOUR BRAIN YOU WON THE GOD DAMN SPELLING BEE WHY CANT U BE A LITTLE SMARTER
thanks for coming to my ted talk
Bro is sleeping in Heavenly peace
Booping His Nose 『Xiao, Kaeya, Venti』
Wow look, I'm writing headcanons lmao. I might do more if they're wanted :D
⌾ Probably occurred after being with him for a while
⌾ Mans is always on high alert kinda like a guard dog lmao
⌾ Flinched back and glared before going back to whatever he was doing before you touched him
⌾ The type to appear to hate it but after a few times it's done gets immune to it but will never admit it
The small balcony atop Wangshu Inn was yours and Xiao's hangout whenever he wasn't busy with his duties, as he likes to call them. He usually starts his patrol before you show up and finishes after you fall asleep. However, this knowledge never stopped you from trying to wait for him. And yet you'd always wake up in your room after passing out on the upper balcony. Luckily, you didn't have to go that far, as Xiao appeared way earlier than expected.
"You must stop staying out here so late. I refuse to take care of you if you were to come down sick." That was an obvious lie. The only other person he fully trusted was Verr, and she was too busy to take care of you if you were to get sick. "Here," he muttered, holding out a bowl of Cream Stew as he settled down next to you with a plate of Almond Tofu. You informed him of your day, Xiao stopping you from time to time to eat before it gets cold.
The flinch he made caused you to flinch as well, the shock from his sudden jerk making your eyes widen. Your hand was still in the air, your hand sitting there limply from your wrist. His glared moved from it to your face, "Why'd you do that?" The smile you sent Xiao made him scoff but go back to looking at the sky. "Well? Aren't you going to continue your story about the ruin hunter?"
⌾ He's so MEAN ok
⌾ It's all laughs and smiles until he pinches your nose in retaliation
⌾ And won't let go until he either has to do something or feels as though you've had enough
⌾ So essentially a long time lmao
⌾ Then he'd just??? Pretend he didn't crush your nose???? Sir own up please
Angel's Share was less busy when Kaeya was off duty and hanging out with you. Of course, there were the ones who barely ever left, like Nimrod for example. Speaking of him, he was currently drunkenly chatting up a storm with Kaeya, you trying to keep up with the conversation but giving up and distracting yourself by swirling your drink.
Once it was clear that Nimrod was too drunk to even remember his thoughts Kaeya turned to you once again. Seeing a small chance, you lifted a finger that's coating in condensation from your glass. Looking him straight in the eyes, you pressed it against his nose. An amused smile formed quickly, "Oh? Is that what we're doing now? Alright."
Your nose was then pressed against Kaeya's index finger by his thumb, him squeezing occasionally while taking a sip of his beverage. It didn't help that his fingers were cold due to his vision. He reveled in your whines, grumbles, and pleads for him to let go, not even after your nose became red. "Now, now, calm down. I didn't do anything harmful to you."
⌾ The one to enjoy it the most, I'd say
⌾ Attention from his s/o? Sign him up!
⌾ Would definitely do it back to you no hesitation
⌾ And do it multiple times after that during the day
The time you did it was when you met with Venti in the morning at Windrise. He liked to play the lyre to you and you only under the tree as Crystalflies flutter around you. He was just so cute in his element. Plus, the big grin and crinkled eyes he bared after feeling the pressure on his nose was a sight to behold.
The first time he did it to you was right before he was about to play for the people of Mondstadt in front of his statue. You had a commission to do, so he decided to busy himself while you were away. He did it swiftly so he didn't hold you any longer, placing a kiss right where he touched, shooing you away with a heartfelt "Be safe, my lovely!"
In the evening, Diluc was unnerved at the quiet, soft bard who wasn't nagging for dandelion wine every two minutes. One glance to the right of Venti answered all of the questions the noble had. There you were, left hand clasped in Venti's right, your face being home for Venti's loving gaze. If Diluc blinked, he would've missed the fast passing of nose boops you each gave each other before going back to your respective drinks. "You're too cute, my lovely."