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stephanisincere · 2 years
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Blows dust off of my c!sap design
Y'all like my dog
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I had a dream that I was hanging out with the MCYT’s, and we were talking about things we like to do. And I mentioned that I used to work for a music website taking pictures of bands. & Ranboo told me that he used to be in a band. So I asked the name and he told me and it was a band I had seen MANY times before so I was like “oh shit no way. I love *band name*” and this bitch went “I know.” AND PULLED HIS MASK OFF AND REVEALED HE WAS SOMEONE I’VE BEEN REAL LIFE FRIENDS WITH FOR FUCKING 8+ YEARS. This caused me to wake up in pure fucking panic. I hate my dreams
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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an egg exploding
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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I had a dream that I was hanging out with BFF Sapnap. And someone was trying to kill him so we went on a road trip. We made a stop somewhere and I was on the phone. I told the person I was on the phone with that I was having fun with my fellow road tripper and walker Sapnap. And the person on the phone with me said “I don’t think he’s a walker texas ranger fan.” Ive never hated someone in a dream more.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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i love abortion and i love divorce
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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DSMP au where everyone can change appearance based on mood.
Philza’s outfit switches from his happy jolly green to a deep depressed blue and the others know he must be thinking of past love they’ve learned his colors and moods quickly to not anger the immortal man.
Karl’s hair transforms from pleasant calm brown to magical mystical rainbow as he remembers his loved ones when he sees them and when he shows up with almost black or pale white hair they wonder where he’s been that brought it on.
Eret’s being shifts from boisterous bold boy to grinning gleeful girl when they get overjoyed seeing their friends prosper, and right back when they remember their original betrayal, some days he relives being king crown adorning him and others she relives tragedies.
Tommy’s height alters from powerful delightfully tall to shrunken timidly small when he is reminded of his misguided moments, when he’s drunk on power he is as large as can be, but when exile is remembered the others might not see him for days, his size so small he hides on one of shrouds legs.
Antfrost’s eyes modify from a clear peaceful blue to a terrifying deep red when anyone threatens those he holds closest, the beginning of the SMP was when his eyes were the clearest blue and when it all went wrong they started to change only going full red after the egg because even then he knew the threat.
Dream’s smile transfigured from seemingly unsuspecting serene to terrifyingly overbearing menacing when his true nature comes out in the middle of a monologue, he never seemed to have that terrifying grin around George, the others hadn’t been so lucky they had seen it first hand in the vault.
Nikki’s locks morphed from peaceful, almost plain blond to bold bright pink when her anger flared at the stupidity of others, when she had found this place she was so young and blond and in the short time she’d lived she’d gotten angrier her hair growing pinker and pinker.
Sam’s form expands from solid strong steady to large shimmering pulsing when his prison is under attack, even going so far as to explode on one he loves, he knew it wasn’t right to attack Ponk he did but his prison was his priority and that trumped all even love.
Foolish’s skin changes from glimmering, gorgeous golden to silky, sad grey when he’s away from his summer home for too long, spending all of his time building for others made his skin dull grey and it takes others a bit to notice before they give him good and they see him start to shine again getting his color back after he adds their riches to his collection.
Sapnap’s arms convert from plain peachy clear to burning vibrant flames when he’s mad, his anger and protectiveness showing clearly on them, he was glad he had BBH there when it happened the first time his anger at the man forgotten as he panicked when he became inflamed.
Wilbur’s hair streaked white from death occasionally goes blue when his memory of past life emerges for seconds before flickering back to white, it’s only happened when he was alone which he was unhappy about because he knew it would cause others pain and he wanted that.
Hannah’s floral accoutrements went from pink to red as protective instincts filled her body, she hadn’t known they could shift red until the egg, until she had to protect herself and her friends at any cost even betrayal.
George’s shirt shifts from a sky blue shade to a sunny yellow when thrilled and a vibrant green when he feels loved, not that he can actually tell so he doesn’t realize even though the others do, no one tells him the color is love is the same as Dream’s body.
Ranboo’s eyes mold from a vibrant green and a relaxed red to both deeply deadly purple when those he loves are attacked, even the mention of his sons name on Sapnap’s lips cause them to flare as he prepares to attack it’s only the calming touch of Tubbo that stops him from ripping the other man apart and his eyes to shift back.
Ponk’s mask subtlety transformed, the colors staying the same but the pattern just slightly changing with his mood, since Sam’s attack it showed his sadness at the action and even so when he saw Sam or Foolish it moved to have a heart on his forehead because he felt loved.
Puffy’s coat rotated between a plethora of colors, red when joyous, blue when sad, violet when protective, green when calm, rarely calm it was almost never green but she lived almost always in red happiness in her body though it did go blue when she thought of Dream, of Tommy, of Foolish her boys.
Charlie’s entity transmutes from goop to a semi human being when he remembers to try and fit in, he doesn’t know much and yet he also knows it all, smart beyond his existence but trying to hide it as best he can.
Quackity’s face held scars that he could bend and move at will, he preferred his current look the one that fit his vengeful mood best a long scar crossing his now blind eye because of Technoblade and his pickaxe.
Callahan’s antlers and nose vanished when he was overly happy and reappeared when his friends call him out for it because of his sadness, the first time it happened George, Sapnap and Dream were all there and he grew flustered them coming back quickly because the others made fun of him.
BBH’s form ever changes his natural giant demon form shrinking to a more acceptable human size when he feels serene, he had spent too many years in his demon form while roaming and then dealing with Sapnap but often lived in his human size now happiness found with friends and family.
Tubbo’s horns grew when he was happy and shrank when he was sad, they most often were a medium length because he was most often both happy and sad unable to fully feel one emotion or the other and when he was angry they curled as they grew something that had really only happened a few times before.
Technoblade is a bit of a secret from the others, Philza being the only one who had seen it before, he had been shocked to come home one day and instead of his piggy friend found a lanky human wearing his clothes and using his vernacular it’s only when Philza questions it that he changes back never showing it again.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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Have you heard the good word about the Pembrokeshire walrus yet?
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This walrus is fucken lost.
But Wales has lost its collective shit about it. They’re generally keeping its location secret to keep people away, but we get updates every day if it’s still here, if it’s happy, if it’s healthy. We think it was in Ireland about two weeks ago, which is interesting, because it is not actually native to Ireland either. Why is it here? No one knows.
It seems to like Pembrokeshire beaches.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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I woke up from a dream that I was with the DreamSMP members and we got tattoos. Which is fine, but we all got random tattoos that the others picked and mine said “I love purpled.” AND IM MAD.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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With Michael and Gavin's 8th anniversary of course I had to redraw one of the most well known pictures of them together. In this house we don't care much for Valentine's Day, but we do appreciate Mavintine's Day.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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When I was a kid, my mom was a judge and my dad was starting his solo practice, and they both worked full time. There were four of us kids between the ages of one and seven (the Just Us League) and no decent daycares nearby, so they hired a nanny.  She had three almost-adult children, and on days when she couldn’t work, one of her kids would substitute. The oldest kid was named Bob, age 18, and he had just finished army basic training when this all went down. Bob did not have the good sense god gave a rock. 
I have an older brother, Jake, who was seven; then me, Hellen, age five, then Seth, age three, and my little sister Gin would have been one. It was late August, and we were at our nanny’s house, though she was gone for the day. Bob was in charge.
Bob should probably not have been in charge.
Bob tried keeping us entertained with board games and tag and movies. Gin took a nap. Eventually he decided to get creative, and sat us down in the living room with a game and vanished into the garage. There was a smashing sound. And then some saw noises. And then some hammering. And then we saw him going around the house to the back yard through the windows, though we were too short to see what he was doing. And finally, he yelled to us to come out into the driveway. 
Jake and Seth and I trooped out. Bob had both hands behind his back. He stepped up to Jake and revealed what he had in his right hand. 
It was a wooden sword. It was clearly made from what appeared to be parts of a chair’s legs, cut down and nailed together. He presented this, and announced, “You are Sir Jake, the strongest knight!” 
He stepped up to Seth and presented what was in his left hand. It was another wooden sword, smaller than the first, also crudely made out of chair legs. He announced, “You are Sir Seth, the bravest knight!”
At this point, I was practically vibrating in place, waiting eagerly for my sword so I could use it to whale on my brothers, as god intended me to do. I was therefore understandably disappointed to be presented with the business end of a garden hose and told, “You are Miss Hellen, the Water Fairy!”
“No,” I said. “I want a sword.”
Bob was confused. “But you get water magic! Magic’s great!”
“No.” I repeated, holding the hose. It had a spray nozzle set to jet. “I want a sword.”
“Magic’s great. Magic’s better than a sword.” Bob insisted. “You’ll see. Wait here a moment.”
And then Bob ran around the side of house and vanished. 
We stood in the driveway. Jake and Seth poked each other with their swords. I spritzed them idly with the hose, trying to decide which of them would be easier to steal a sword from. 
And then we heard a quiet wooshing noise, and smelled smoke. 
We turned. As we watched, a line of fire rushed around the corner of the house, consuming a path of gasoline poured into the dry August grass. 
We paused and considered this for a few moments. I raised the hose and sprayed a jet of water at the fire. It went out. We glanced at each other. Then we took off running, following the trail of fire, spraying as we went. 
The fire led in a path around the house to the back yard. As we turned the corner, we saw Bob, clad in a bathrobe and holding a curtain rod, standing in the center of a large ring of burning grass. He cackled manically. “I am the FIRE WIZARD! Your puny swords are useless! Nothing but water magic can defeat me!”
I promptly blasted him with the hose. He spluttered. The fire did not go out. 
I turned the hose on the fire itself, spraying a section close to us so that it would extinguish. As soon as there was enough room, Jake charged forward, brandishing his chair leg sword with a battle cry. Seth, always happy to be included, followed. They ran into the circle and began beating Bob around the kneecaps with their swords. I kept spraying. 
Eventually, Bob the Fire Wizard was brought down and all the fire was extinguished. Seth and Jake continued to work on bruising Bob’s shins, and I quickly discarded the hose to lend my fists and extremely pointy elbows to the cause. Bob lay in the smoldering grass, probably regretting using such sturdy chair legs. 
Once we’d all tired ourselves out and lay panting in a heap, Bob decided it was time for the moral of the story. “You see, a sword is nothing compared to the power of a little girl with **magic**.” 
We thought about this for a few moments. Bob nodded wisely. Jake and Seth nodded back. 
“I still want a sword.” I said. 
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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that’s enough emotions for a whole year. ciao
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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Someone on TikTok said that bitches with anxiety love the enemies to lovers trope because the idea of having someone see all of our negative traits first and then still fall in love with us is really comforting since we worry that if someone sees our negative traits after they fall in love, they’ll leave us.
It’s me, I’m bitches.
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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shout out to all the people who identify with gifted kid burnout syndrome who are probably just neurodivergent but werent diagnosed as a child, who used to devour books like it was nothing and never really understood why the protagonist would leave their cool fantasy world behind to go back home at the end of the story, and who are now extremely disappointed in reality and use escapism as their primary coping mechanism. how’s that bisexuality and deep-rooted anger at the school system going for you?
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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My husband’s job primarily employs adult men but there is one (1) teenage girl and my husband said originally he worried she might be a bit of an outcast but instead every man on the crew was like “huh guess I am a dad/older brother now.”
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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Man's straight up created the moon!!!! Pog 🌙✨⭐
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stephanisincere · 3 years
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"Fuck those people, fuck Ryan Haywood."
We love this king.
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