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[pertinasities]

me: agonizing about packing and moving stress

@aeviare :

#ooc | txt #THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO HARD FR #truer words have never been spoken #ooc | save tag

[emeraldwarriors]

releases these into the wild like freeing caged birds

#hal jordan #john stewart #guy gardner #kyle rayner #barry allen #the flash #green lantern #绿灯小丑 #not halbarry but it can be if youre delusional enough #the prompt i got for those was 'blue lantern barry mentoring rookie lantern hal' so dont put my head on a pike for ooc hal ok . smiles #save me homophobic dog barry homophobic dog barry save me #OK SORRY FOR SPAMMING THE TAG GOODNIGHT!!!!!!

[wnterslder]

whew !! what a wild and crazy year it's been ! to all of my mutuals from the start of my reemergence into the realm of m.arvel and writing to now [ and anywhere in between !! ] , from the bottom of my heart , thank you so much for joining me on this ride on writing our beloved j.ames b.uchanan b.arnes. cheers , to good times , to good pals , and a happy new year !

the howling commandos : @spybiote , @viperbit , @ncmad , @battletrio , @espercr, @chernayavidua

!!!! what is there to say ?? where do i begin ?? from my early ramblings in developing his voice and characterization to now , y'all have been there ! the worlds that we've created together have kept me going , and i've had a blast throwing ideas back and forth through our muse's [ no doubt ] angsty [ and occasionally , deservingly soft ] journey. i am thinking about them for forever and a day fr.

the comrades and confidants : @gingerspiice , @thirt13n , @goldshadows , @unexceptional , @matryochka , @greatrspnsibility , @tr4umaborn , @dr-foster , @arachnidiots , @congregaticn , @dcmur3 , @clochanam

i am in awe of you , your writing inspires me ! we've talked plenty some and i am grateful that we can always come together and chat and cry about our muses about whatever , whenever ! your presence is cherished absolutely , it always brings me joy to see you pop up on the dash ! i am rooting for our muses always , whichever path they may take !! we're in your corner. <3

the allies and pals : @haiiling , @thunderbringer , @razorfst , @notspiderkid , @peacereflected , @risingod , @ppctts , @shieldretired , @cag3dsong , @shieldagentnatasharomanoff , @belayadeath , @myatonements , @mcmorare , @executiioner , @defectivexfragmented , @reyestr , @gwenbiote , @bruz3r , @breaksmen , @spinxeret , @cxpt , @eldritchblcst , @farforvdova , @khakerskayavdova , @biitchcakes , @neonwebs , @drtwat , @hexsreality , @lvebug , @atrocitahs , @aercnaut , @ecopoison , @maidmyth , @maimedaffair , @itsalcngstory , @pitborn , @am4zon , @imperiyapala , @madeofmarblex , @medicbled , @heartsbreaking , @whctewidow , @stripesofbrooklyn , @trckstaer , @whitelace , @pcraspcra , @labwebs , @sisterwidowed , @quinnzelles

perhaps we've written or talked some , or not , i admire you INCREDIBLY still ! thank you for bein' here and ilu a bunch !! the love and attention to detail for your characters is very much clear , and i am here for it every step of the way. i am certain i am not alone in saying that you are amazing , and grateful to see the development of your character in your posts.

and again , i cannae thank enough : YOU ( yeah u ! ) !! thanks for making my year full of fun on this website , and i can't wait to see what next year brings us. love ya , be well , be kind , peace out. pat / wnterslder.

#fkjgdsh i think tum.blr has a tag limit and won't let me save the post before it crashes kjdfgh #i am sending hugs and hugs to you though !!!!! #😭 <3 #❪ ⠀ * ⠀ ─── ⠀ 𝙰𝙽𝚂𝚆𝙴𝚁𝙴𝙳. ⠀﹕ ⠀ ooc. ⠀ ❫ #long post /

[gay-mooshrooms]

I fear to stain your clothes with blood/Stain them. I don't care

Chapter 1

Look.

Maybe Wilbur didn't love going to camp.

Maybe he would whine, and complain, and annoy the crap out of Phil and Techno on the 3-hour car ride.

But! 

That did not mean he hated it. 

Sure it was far from the most enjoyable experience in the world. 

But sue him, the kids gave him some small shred of hope for humanity that he was oh so desperately lacking. 

It also helped that Tommy adored Camp Essempi. He had practically grown up there, been tagging along every summer since he was 7 after Phil bought the place. 

So now Wilbur found himself in his dad's grey van, listening to The Artic Monkeys at a very unhealthy volume, while he could see Techno gesturing in the seat in front of him. 

If he had to guess, Tech was probably monologuing about some new book he read or what he was planning for the campers or something.

Wilbur didn't really care. 

Tommy was directly next to him, and his head was now resting on his shoulder, where it had been slowly creeping toward for the past hour, in spite of him claiming, "Fuck you Wil! I'm not tired at all bitch!"

They really needed to work on his swearing problem.

But that was for another day. 

Right now Wilbur had to worry about how to stay sane with 2 more hours left on this car trip.

He debated trying to read a book he brought but considering the last time he'd tried reading a book in the car they'd had to pull over so he could throw up, he decided not to risk it. 

Listen to Techno rant? Wilbur thinks he'd rather take the vomit at that point.

He eventually just decides to take the easy way out. 

Turning his music down slightly, he lays his head on top of Tommy's, stretching the blanket he'd been hogging across them both, and letting his eyes shut. 

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By the time he woke up, they were only 30 minutes away from camp, and Tommy was still dead to the world. 

Techno had fallen asleep at this point too, his head lolling so his long hair fell over the edge of the car seat.

How he lived with it that long Wilbur would never know. 

He removed one of his earbuds and was met with the soft sound of Here Comes the Sun drifting from the radio, Phil humming along quietly. 

A few seconds later, his dad looked up and saw him awake. 

"Oh Wil!" Phil said, smiling, "Didn't see that you were up. We stopped at McDonald's about 15 minutes ago and got some fries for you, figured you'd be hungry."

Wilbur immediately brightened and maybe grabby hands at his father. 

"Gimme food," he said, with all the eloquence of a toddler. 

Phil chuckled and handed over the brown paper bag. 

"Save some for Tommy, you know he'll be starving when he wakes up, and who knows what that will entail."

Wilbur nodded solemnly, suddenly reminded of the last long car trip they'd taken. 

A few minutes into starting on the fries, he felt Tommy stir beside him. 

"Ugh, do I smell food?" Tommy asked, his voice slightly hoarse. 

"Always hungry never satisfied," said Wilbur, which was not entirely inaccurate. Tommy ate like a fiend. 

"Ey!" Tommy blurted out, his head immediately shooting up and his hands raising. "Just cus you're as small as a twig doesn't mean I have to be. Plus I heard Niki's running some of the sports stuff and I am NOT doing that on an empty stomach."

Wilbur had to give him that, Niki, one of his old camp friends and now first-year counselor, was one of the nicest people he'd ever met, but also incredibly badass. 

She'd been one of Techno's favorite campers, and he, in turn, had been her favorite counselor, which meant she was an expert in most combat-based camp stuff. 

She terrified Wilbur and Tommy alike. 

Techno too, but he would only admit that to her.

"Fine fine gremlin child take your food," huffed Wilbur, handing over the bag.

Tommy grinned evilly up at him and began shoveling the food into his mouth like an animal, a raccoon perhaps. Or maybe a possum. 

Wilbur couldn't help but grimace and turn his attention back towards his older brother and father, who, now that Techno had woken up too, were discussing camp setup. 

"Listen, Phil," one of Techno's quirks, he almost never called Phil dad. "We have more campers this year, we're gonna need to buy some more stuff."

Phil shook his head, "It'll be fine Tech. And if not, we'll go out and get stuff. And anyway, it's not so much supplies I'm worried about but space. I think we'll have to raid some of the unused cabins for cots. The last thing I wanna do is force kids to sleep on the floor, "said Phil, chuckling. 

"It would be good for them, " Wilbur chimed in, "Builds character."

Phil laughed. 

"C'mon Wil, let's not give them scoliosis too early on in the summer."

"As I just stated, character building."

"Wilbur I swear to god."

The last 20 minutes of the drive were spent bickering about random topics or singing along to Hamilton.

The latter was, of course, Wilbur's request. 

But Tommy joined in too. 

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The sudden sound of crunching gravel alerted Wilbur to their imminent arrival at Essempi, a sound that bore equal parts joy and pain in his mind. 

It was at this point Tommy began bouncing off the walls, it was honestly a miracle he's lasted this long.

Usually about 2 hours in they had to stop for 15 minutes and just putter around a gas station.

Fortunately, Tommy had stayed up late last night with Wilbur, going over rules and his luggage over and over again to make sure he didn't forget anything. 

But once rested, Tommy's energy made a full recovery, and as soon as they had gotten their luggage out of the car he was full-on sprinting towards their cabin. 

Wilbur however, did not not follow so eagerly. 

Unlike Tommy, car trips didn't make him stir crazy, but rather tired, lethargic, and dead on his feet.

So, grumbling, he hoisted his backpack over his shoulders and grabbed his duffle, before trudging down the path behind his little brother. 

It didn't take long for his dad and Techno to catch up, his older brother giving him a small pat on his shoulder before moving past. 

Phil on the other hand, fell into stride alongside Wilbur and started humming Dear Theodosia, one of his favorites. 

"How are you feeling Wil?"

The words startled him, he hadn't exactly been expecting conversation. 

"Uh, fine?" he said, with a slight question in his tone. 

"I mean, a bit tired but nothing horrible."

Phil nodded, "OK. Just let us know if you need anything."

Wilbur couldn't help the small sigh that escaped him. 

He understood that his dad meant well. That he genuinely cared and wanted to help. But this was not what Wilbur needed. 

He never did well at the whole talking about your feelings thing. That was definitely Phil's department, and something he always encouraged in his kids. But somehow Wilbur never got the hand of that particular skill.

He didn't think any of them did really.

But he didn't say this, or anything remotely similar. 

Instead, he just nodded and said softly, "Alright, thanks dad."

Phil smiled, laid a hand on Wilbur's shoulder, gave a small squeeze, and then he was gone. 

Wilbur paused for a second, looking around at the slowly darkening sky, where the first glimpses of stars were visible.

He glanced at the trees, shaking in the slight breeze that was making him glad he wore a hoodie.

And finally, he looked back down the path, where beams of warm light could now be seen.

Wilbur took a deep inhale, readjusted his bag, and continued walking.

It was gonna be a long couple of months.

#uuummmmm #i have no clue how to tag this😅 #here is my attempt at writing! #let me know if you enjoyed or have any feedback yadayada the usual #just please be kind as it's my first time writing something like this so I deeply apologize for any errors or anything ooc #i know there was someone who inspired this but i can't find the original post to save my life #i'll keep looking and it any of you know alert me plz! #and the title is from the infamous Herakles play #enjoy! #dsmp #dsmp fanfic #moosh writing

[erin-trees]

[It is now lunch when Leo and Erin walk to the cafeteria together, talking]

So I’ve been looking a bit around the area [ooc: more like the entire fucking city-] for Othello but I haven’t found any sign of him yet. Do you have any ideas on where he might’ve gone? [her tone was serious and she looked straight ahead]

@hamat0leonard0

#ooc tags -> #rottmnt #rottmnt oc #rottmnt rp #save rottmnt #electric blues duo

[irkimatsu]

🥰 Have your F/O gush to us about you.

Husk groans at the question. "Do I look like the kind of man who gushes?"

"Well, since ya asked..." Angel is at the bar with you, wearing the most self-satisfied, shit-eating grin imaginable.

"I wasn't asking you!" Husk snaps, his cheeks heating red as he pours himself another shot, clearly not yet drunk enough for this. Angel only laughs as Husk downs the whole glass in one go, then slams it down with a heavy sigh.

"I didn't think much of 'em when they first got here, ya know? They showed up on the front doorstep looking like a pathetic little animal. Freaked out at every little movement. I thought Niffty was gonna eat 'em. But then they started coming to the bar when no one else is around... Irk's a real lightweight, you know that?" Husk smiles despite himself. "Two rum & cokes and suddenly they're dumpin' how scared they are on me, how they don't know how they're gonna survive down here. I don't even know why they're down here, honestly. They ain't tellin' me."

He takes another shot, apparently needing more alcohol to keep talking.

"They kept showing up, never getting any better at handling their drinks. They talk a lot more when they're drunk. Barely say anything at Charlie's trust exercises, but when it's just me and them... why the hell did they open up to me, anyway? I'm not exactly the friendliest person here. They shut down around Charlie, of all people, but with me... must be the booze...

...they're... nice, when they open up. Called me cute a couple times, kept going on about how much they love cats, but at least they quit it when I asked. They actually seemed interested in me beyond the cat thing, though, asking about my magic and my music..."

His smile grows a little more as he drags his claw around the rim of his glass, not bothering to refill it.

"They'd like to see my magic sometimes. I wonder if I've still got it... haven't practiced in a while outside swindling people in poker. It'd be nice, though... having someone smile at my tricks again...

They used to play music, too, though they say they're rusty. Can't be as rusty as I am, though. Said we should play together sometime, me on my saxophone, them on the piano...

Of course they're concerned about my drinking. Every goddamn person here won't shut up about that. But that's not the only thing Irk's interested in... they want to know what I can do...

I dunno, maybe having someone to perform with again, even in private... maybe it'd help me feel something again, for once. I don't know. I just don't wanna fuck this up like I keep doing with everything else.

But if they really do wanna give me a chance... maybe I'll take it sometime. Maybe." After a moment of silence, he pours himself another shot, too lost in his thoughts to speak on the matter any further.

"And when do guys get to the gushin'?" Angel asks.

"Would you get out of here?!"

#irk blubbers about nothing #irk got asked a thing #huskirk #I need another clever selfship tag but until then have this #oh god this is probably so OOC I am going to die god save me #if this turns up in a fandom search I'm committing end #irk huskposts

[tvlandofficiall]

there's an art piece that i really like of ralsei and kris after the spamton neo fight; where ralsei's saying "try not to think about it, okay?" and kris is thinking of their horned headband. i go back and forth on whether or not i believe the horned headband ralsei theory but that drawing really made me think about it — i like how it drives home that spamton, for kris, was a big reminder of the darkners' fates and of their subsequent discomfort with those fates. for ralsei (headband or not), kris is the one holding the strings — that's to say, they have power over him as we do over them. no wonder they have nothing in their room or locker — before they'd learned use and disuse were both two sides of the same awful coin for darkners, they got rid of everything to try and free the darkners. alas, it's never that simple.

#ooc #kris dreemurr #ralsei #spamton #deltarune #goes without saying i think but don't ship tag this. i don't think i need to say it but i want to cover my bases 😭 #anyways THE THEMES. THE THEMES. no more light world! #kris' previous dark world save... ralsei's. everything.

[thoughts-of-kel]

oh god oh no no kel drank the pride month orange joe that was produced and expired 20 years ago

FBBFVFBRBRBFBGRBBRHHRBRHRHRURHRGRHRHHRHRGRNM,=,=,=,=,=^;;;=;;;;=;=

#ooc tags for a moment: #I'd normally save a post like this for my birthday (june 1st) but like #I COULDN'T PASS THIS UP. ITS SUCH A GOOD DRAWING. #I DID THE RIGHT THING ALLOWING MEDIA IN MY ASKS

[damnedrainbows]

my rp blog is really a wild ride I mean it’s like one rp post can be about a character dealing with unspeakable trauma and violent bloody description of the way they were tortured, and the next is just “…family play time! pillow fights! snuggles! tickles and hugs!” c:

my rp blog is a box of chocolates. Some of those chocolates have sweet cherry centres and some have fucking cyanide in them

#if my tags saved I’d probably make some sort of box of chocolates joke in my ooc tag #(ooc) #but my tags DONT FUCJING SAVE SO…

[pertinasities]

Ty so so much for the trans Childe love 🥺

ofc!!! trans childe means so much to me. one day i'll expand more on my hc's wrt to his gender/identity/names etc!!

#i have many thoughts about him rattling around my skull #im just very bad about posting them asdjfhasd #childe in particular is a muse i get very unsure/self conscious about my interpretation #could not tell you why tbh #but this is always lovely to hear!! thank you for stopping by :3 #ooc | txt #ooc | save tag

[ncmona]

now with movement :) once more ft @destinybcnds & @strawberrycriisiis

#ooc ; #gif cw #destinybcnds #strawberrycriisiis #save tag

[anotherhumanpet]

((leave me to my holy grail of crummy edits with blue-eyed Laios so I can have my perfect stand in for human Hot Spot and Dennis.))

#ooc post #save tag #formdefensor

[mechanichuntsman]

Finally I can drop these

#The amount of times I have to laugh and was dying inside everytime I work on this #idk what made me do this actually but then I suddenly remembered about a specific post where he has Hatsune Miku's hair #also a n e llis fanart (am still surprised there was even one about it ToT) #anyway have these more cursed hatsune niku because these were wips that were saved on my cropped ss ToT #they weren't kidding the shitpost looks better than the usual art TOT #// #sfm #old wips #shitpost #ooc #scrapped #no more tags noooo

[erin-trees]

[She’s running away from a jewelry store she just robbed, all kinds of expensive jewelry in her pockets, laughing maniacally at her achievement.]

——

[She comes to a stop at the park to catch her breathe when suddenly she hears a couple of children yelling at something. She walks over to the kids and finds them trying to tell their cat to get out of a tree]

Mrs. Pickles, get down from there you’re going to get hurt!

[she whispers to herself] oh god- do I really have time for this? Awwwee but the cat- ok ok fine.. Hey kids! Do you guys need help?

@hamat0leonard0 @othellotron9000

#ooc tags -> #this takes place like before Donnie goes to the future btw lol #rottmnt #rottmnt rp #rottmnt oc #save rottmnt

[lambfated]

// YELLING SHOUTING SCREAMING ETC ETC...spoilers for the graphic novel under the cut but. ya know how it is around here by now.

forgive the doodoo ass quality i got these in an email but i am YELLING!!!!!!! THAT'S MY LITTLE GUY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOOK AT THEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

surprised they actually provided some semblance of backstory, dunno if i'll be using it for this blog or not yet but i will be taking it into consideration...

man. stuck in some guy's hay pile at the cost of having to sell their own wool as the price of survival, only to get sold out for 30 fckin' coins...tough life. ties in kinda nicely with the whole "they used their wool for tactile crafts before everyone was wiped out" headcanon and the "they grew up on a farm and hid out in piles of hay to avoid their chores" stuff i had going on in their mortal verse, but man. man!!!!!

#divine intervention [ooc] #save tag tba #cult of the lamb spoilers #I GOT LORE I WINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN #like i said. don't know if i'm applying it here because i'm planning to stay primarily game based but........who knows #don't mind me i am just having a category 5 special interest event

[everlastiingiimmortals]

posting for posterity's sake bc the yearly report was cute

#//immortal; (OOC) #save tag