#posted ooc.

[catboii]

@asskraehe >Give your favourite little Mango smoothie a smooch on the head. You're gonna carry him off to bed because you're sleepy. It's bedtime now. You've decided. Dave has a couple of spare bedrooms that you don't normally bother with because you just cat it up and sleep at his feet, to stay warm. But now you've got your own living body pillow back! You're gonna snuggle the FUCK out this cutie.

#posted ooc. #action post. #I gotta go to bed so these losers are gonna go sleepy time together. I demand it. #absolutely godmods ur muse bc I kno Sock wouldn't complain. #I was 50/50 on “cutie” or “loser” but #pda;; #this doesn't need a reply it's just a silly thing <3 #asskraehe #techdeckgodhood #just bc it's his house. APPARENTLY. #Tii has totally moved in and now Sock can go there/stay there as long as he likes lol

[falsespring]

routine, chronic, aches

routine: does my muse have a consistent routine in their lives? do they find it difficult to stick to a routine? 

he has a semi-consistent routine now that is really only possible as a result of spending his time with people with more structured lives than he's ever had

i definitely think that, before he got into the relationships he's currently in, he would spend his days incredibly inconsistently, because he had absolutely no reason to expend any effort when he couldn't motivate himself to do particular things. this included eating, drinking, sleeping, etcetera. thankfully, now, he usually manages a good amount of meals per day and actually makes it into work most days

chronic: does my muse have any chronic health conditions / illnesses? how do these affect them from day-to-day? 

mm, i guess it would depend on the specific definition... i definitely think he has some chronic joint instability because of hypermobility, which kind of lends itself to the third question prompt. he can dislocate things pretty easily, which is more often than not a bad thing! also leads to some pretty consistent aches and pains that never seem to go away

aches: does my muse have any frequent aches? ie, muscle aches, joint aches? how do these affect them from day-to-day? 

a loooot of joint aches. he doesn't really take care of himself, and as much as he may have some athleticism, he'll definitely feel it if he pushes himself too far. after particularly involved casework, on the ground especially, it'll be a painful ordeal even trying to get him out of bed. his fingers and wrists in particular, while dexterous, are more significant sufferers of these aches due to how many time he's like, dislocated his fingers to wriggle out of situations he doesn't want to be in

he also just gets muscle pains in general, but that's mostly because he's not particularly healthy in general, and doesn't exactly have the best diet

#posted ooc. #asks.

[abyssage]

OKAY ACTUALLY ANSWERING THE RIGHT ONE NOW.

1.   How does your OC feel about their full name?

literally feels weird when people call him by his actual name now because he’s very used to being called by his title, and acknowledges himself by his title more than his actual name. because personhood? nah, that’s fucked up

3.   How does their social personality differ from how they act when they’re alone?

very... little. he is a surprisingly authentic person for being as tricky as he is. if anything, he just gets quieter in private because he isn’t talking to people?

8.   How much jewelry do they wear, and do they have a favorite or distinguishing piece?

so much. he loves jewelry. he loves to glitter. he’s a bit of a magpie. his favorite jewelry is probably the fish hooks he stole from the fishermen that keep trying to net him because they think he’s some weird fish that he wears on his fins 

13.   Do they make strong/frequent eye contact when they talk to someone?

literally constant eye contact no matter what type of situation you are in if you are talking to him. he does not break eye contact

#posted ooc.

[preservationofnormalcy]

I feel confident enough to post these now. A collection of all the existing posters after some edits from the other post that got 13k notes! These are full size/quality. Go nuts.

You may use them for wallpapers, tabletop campaigns, whatever. Consider tipping me or buying a print or sticker on ko-fi here! If you do use them, let me know what for, or send pictures!

#ooc post #office for the preservation of normalcy #poster design #artists on tumblr #urban fantasy #workplace safety #cryptid #fae #aliens #ufos #demons

[davepetea]

"The crow is dead."

"What do you mean it's dead?"

"It's just... dead."

Dirk doesn't understand. He wasn't there. You or Dave never liked to talk about anything that happened during the game. Even in those very early moments, where things seemed... Simpler. "Talk to me," he urges.

After a moment, you pick up your head and think, trying to make it sound matter of fact. Like it doesn't physically make your throat tighten when you talk about even the tiniest things from that time. Even just having a chill chat with a bro about cool magic shapeshifting powers can bring up bad memories and kill your vibe. "It's just the sprite... It was a dead crow. It was..." you shrug, "already dead when I- Dave, prototyped it."

He interrupts before you can think much further about it, "and? Nepeta was dead wasn't she? I mean... You. Weren't you?"

You flinch at the reminder, the memories that flash through your mind whenever you think about it are not pleasant. Unlike the crow, who presumably didn't see it's death coming, and wouldn't have felt a thing, Nepeta knew she was going to die. And she felt it. All of it. "Yeah. But we- I- Nepeta. Is part of this timeline." You point at the ground as if to make a point. "She's supposed to exist. She's the only part of us that was supposed to come through the end, we think. Dave is sort of like... A symbiote? He's not... I'm? not... from this timeline." Dirk opens his mouth to say something again, seemingly something reassuring, but you put up your hand to stop him. "We have Nepeta's memories, and Dave's. But not the crow's. The crow is just sort of... In there? Maybe it's the game," you shrug. "Maybe the crow wasn't important. Maybe it was just... A shape for the Kernelsprite to take. It may aswell have been an inanimate object."

This time, Dirk nods at you, his way of asking permission to speak. You half smile, to say you're done, for now. "Then, this whole... Becoming Dave and Nepeta thing... And your not-quite-sprite variant. That's just par for the course of being whatever you are. But... you can't be the crow. That makes sense," he nods, full of scientific postulating.

As if to remind him, and yourself, of the possibilities, you click your fingers. One. Then, you shift from the Dave form that you've been in for the last couple of days, straight into Nepeta. The troll-ish grey skin, the horns, your hair although still a mild rainbow hue, takes on the solid properties of troll hair and fills in mostly black, and the colour still shows in the light reflected off it. You click your fingers again. Two. Then, you let your tail grow out, green furred and entirely not-natural. You slowly take on your custom Davepeta shape, orange skin, green fur on your lower legs as they twist into catlike paws. All a property of the magic from the end-game. You were allowed to become something of your own when you were revived. You decided to keep some flexibility, unlike Equius. You let your wings unfurl from your back, but as you're not wearing a shirt that's fitted for wings, they pull it up and your shirt just sort of sits taught against them, even though it was relatively baggy. You click your fingers again. Three. This time, your body starts to phase out as you go back to your original Davepetasprite form. One that's very handy for getting around, but it is a little uncomfortable for others to be around. Not only does your body give off an unnatural glow, but it flashes and gives everyone around you a headache after just a few minutes. Once your form is stable and you've surveyed yourself, you click your fingers once more. Four. "That's..." You count on your fingers. "Four? Now. This one I haven't done much since I worked it out, but I think... I can..." Your brow furrows as you concentrate, closing your eyes and picturing it. Your body phases in and out, but you stay one sold colour. Orange. You take on a more dave-like appearance, and become Davesprite, as you were before you fused with Nepetasprite. Once you're happy that you're stable, you float to a nearby mirror and look at yourself. You slowly click your fingers, but it's more of a dull snap. Five.

Dirk seems in awe, and he reaches out to touch you, then hesitates. You smile and touch his hand with your own, just the lightest brush of fingers. "I didn't know you could do that. It makes sense I guess. You can be Dave, and you haven't been Dave since before... Dave... sprite." He looks like he regrets saying it as soon as it leaves his lips.

This is starting to get a little emotional, you think to yourself. You've spent the years since the game experimenting with what you can be, just for fun. If you travel to Alternia, you can 'be Nepeta' like this. The only thing that's off is your blood. Bright fucking green, and glowing, like cartoon radioactive waste. You can't even write that off as being a limeblood, if that wasn't already taboo. But any troll form is better than no troll form. But the longer you're 'Nepeta', the more you're... Nepeta. You start to lose Dave. And that's terrifying. There's some kind of deep horror that scrapes at the insides of your bones as you jolt to realisation in those moments, that Dave is slipping away, and you were forgetting him. The deep guilt tears you open. But he doesn't blame you, because he is you, and he was letting himself go too, without fighting back. You don't get the same thing when you're 'being Dave'. You're just you, both of you, in harmony as it should be. Dave doesn't take over. Sometimes you worry that one day, you could lose him. He's not supposed to be here. He doesn't 'belong' here. Your breathing's quickened and Dirk puts his hand reassuringly on your arm. You jump. You're still Davesprite shaped. It feels... wrong now.

"Hey. Calm down, alright?" He knows he has to be careful of boundaries with trolls and pale solicitations... but you're not a troll, you're part human, so being concerned about your friends is normal. You're part Dave. This PTSD induced terror is mostly him. He doesn't want to be lost. He doesn't want to die. And you don't want to lose that part of you. What would you be without him? You may have been a whole person before, but after being this, you'd never be whole again without that. You wouldn't be 'You'. Would you go back to just being Nepeta? Or would you still be You, but all the thoughts that are mostly made up by Dave, would be empty or half-formed? Would you lose all of his memories? You feel Dirk take you by the shoulders, and as you come back to the moment, he's looking directly into your face. "Dude. You alright? You want me to call Sollux?" You realise you were shaking, and now you're Dave shaped, without even noticing you were changing.

With a shake of your head, you take a deep breath, pulling yourself together and changing back into your normal Davepeta shape. Petea shape... And you smile at him weakly. "We just... Really like being Us," you settle on. It's a very simple conclusion to all of your thoughts, but it is the basic run down on it. You really like being You. You don't know what else to be anymore.

Dirk seems to read something in your expression that you didn't mean to convey, and he pets your head. Just the once. Letting his hand rest there for a moment as he looks you over approvingly. "Good. I like you being you too. So does Dave. And everyone." He drops his hands to his sides, but they make loose fists. "Maybe we should watch a film. What about... Time to Duel?"

"Time to duel?"

"Yeah, it's a great film. I found it on Prime the other day. You'll love it. It's completely amateur, but totally serious." His tone is genuine, and you feel safe. You feel loved. You sigh, and let yourslf fall forward, resting your head on his chest. He freezes, but relaxes after a moment, lifting his hands to rest against your back in a sort-of hug.

You stretch your wings open and wrap them around you both as you slump against him, and he holds you up. "Okay. But first we think we need to throw up."

#posted OOC. #Drabble. #readmore. #the destinction between Dave and Dave is. so complicated lol #this was ALOT more angsty than it was supposed to be. “the crow is dead” was a little joke Pup and I had #when we were making the universe and trying to reason WHY Davepetasprite even exists here. #this was SUPPOSED to be smth fun and lighthearted and Petea showing Dirk what they can turn into. but feels hapen. #bc I've been watching too many dubbed HS comics on YT today probs (alot of Dave and Davesprite ones lmaooo) #unreality;; #depersonalisation;; #emeto;; #only v vague. #uhh and a major fear of death/not existing but how do u even tag that #now my back hurts and it's bedtime.

[zzoupz]

"Cecil would want Sans to win" "Sans would want Cecil to win" you fools. you buffoons. Cecil would want his husband Carlos to win

#went fuck it and posted it anyway PLEASE DONT GET MAD I KNOW ITS PROBABLY OOC PLEASE DONT GTE MAD #idea kind of from a post ive seen before but cant remember who it was SO #tumblr sexymen poll #sexyman tournament #cecilsweep #wtnv #welcome to night vale #wtnv cecil #wtnv carlos #cecil gershwin palmer #cecil palmer #carlos the scientist #cecilos #zoup art

[daydreamerwonderkid]

I know WFA is too OOC for some people, but I need that shit right now.

I do love seeing the Batfam beating the shit out of each other. I like how messy their relationships are and I have always loved flawed characters.

But idk, man, Batman #138 just really crossed a line for me and I need a reminder that there are other depictions of Bruce that aren't so fucking heinous.

I'll take this shit:

Over this shit:

Any. Fucking. Day.

#wfa #wayne family adventures #gotham war #gotham war spoilers #bruce wayne #jason todd #dc comics #batman comics #batman 138 #im not saying wfa is better #all im saying is that gotham war's bruce is a LOT right now #and idk how to cope with that #dreamer queue #updated post with better quality scans of panels #guys I'm not saying wfa is better than gw or any other batman canon #pls stop messaging me that you dont like wfa #it's fine if you dont like wfa #all i was trying to say was that wfa bruce may be ooc but he's kinder to jason #than gw bruce is being right now #that was it #that's the post #calm down

[rendevok]

“Take my hand” a comic for NaruMitsu Week 2023

day 1 - lies & secrets - 2 - 3 - 4

#nmweek23 #narumitsu #wrightworth #phoenix wright #miles edgeworth #probably more accurate to say this is mnm? or nmn or whatever lol #so treat the ship name lightly and dont get mad when miles [redacted redacted redacted redacted] yknow? #i wouldnt spoil it wheres the fun in that ¬‿¬ #fan art #fan comic #aa #rendevok #this is like. vaguely aa5 and on because i couldnt be assed to play those games yet #love their waistcoats tho YUM #also future warning i still suck at writing so if this is ooc! i’m sorry idk what im doing but i sure am doing it bb #i’ll update this post with links to the others as i post them! you’re in for about 30 pages so ♡ ♡ ♡ hope you have an appetite for sweets #(i say as if i didnt just post angst) IT WAS THE PROMPTS. THE PROMPTS MADE ME DO IT

[raycatzdraws]

LU WIND BUT HE'S A ITTY BITTY HUMMINGBIRD

Slingshot Proficiency!

+bonus doodle drafts

#requests #linked universe #linkeduniverse #lu wind #lu legend #lu sky #post post comments: #Wind agreed to do this but whether he caught the moon pearl or Legend caught him is up to you ajdsfsd #this is for shits and giggles and I know it's kinda ooc 'xD #also it's in reference to the d&d polymorph spell - the hummingbird likely has only one hit point so taking any damage would change him bac #PLEASE DON'T HIT BIRDS IRL #the slingshot being such an important item in Seasons is cool #if I had a nickel for every time I post LU fanart and there ends up being a new LU post that day too - I'd have at least three! #I was thinking that it being a friday near the end of the month that there'd be a chance and LO

[ryllen]

🫢

#🤭 #wh at's wrong with being sebek ?? there's nothing wrong with me he said yea nothing wrong nothing wrong at all #twst #twisted wonderland #sebek zigvolt #twst baby #twst yuu #twst mc #fanart #i cancel the post from this morning bcs i feel like it's ooc for him to say beautiful with the delusional memory i can't confirm yet #look at him getting into a fight and find refugee in his daughter

[gettinglitculttm]

ok im having too much fun with tainted/grown/new Lamb. Is this OOC? oh hell yeah but then again i dont even know where this is heading in the first place.

#cotl fanart #cotl lamb #cult of the lamb #cotl narinder #ooc post #taintedlamb

[catboii]

← Part 7 - Part 8 - Part 9 → Full Thread

[Day ####]

Agent 23 didn’t fill out her journal about the day's events. She wanted to, was thinking about it the entire time they were playing chess together. Was thinking about how to write ‘I just played chess with a crow’ without it sounding like a joke… Even though it’s her journal and no one else would read it. If anyone ever did find it, it would be too boring for anyone to get far. This was the most exciting thing she’s done at work the entire time she’s been here. A lot of the previous jobs she’s had have been to watch the inanimates. The most exciting assignment before this, was the wardrobe that was said to vanish people for a short time if they stood inside it wearing a clown costume and closed the doors behind themselves. They would reappear after two to four hours, possibly depending on how colourful their outfits were, as the first set of case files proposed. The individuals did not have any recollection of disappearing, and felt as if they had stepped into, and immediately back out of, the wardrobe. 

Before it was shut up in the chamber it finally rested in, where it was when Agent 23 was assigned to ‘watch’ it, there had been an experiment as to what counted as a ‘clown costume’. 

In the experimental facility, there had been several D-class personnel that had been assigned to the experiment, mostly prison inmates that had sentences longer than the general human life expectancy. They were promised that if they assisted in daily experiments, in return they would get to live in a specific facility where they would have all the necessities they needed and wanted. It appeared from the outside to be a high class hotel with strict security to keep people out. In truth, it was a highly guarded prison, and they were each implanted with small devices which would explode in the backs of their necks, inside their spinal cords, crippling them if they tried to escape. But they did get everything they wanted, to a realistic degree. They had a heated indoor pool, state of the art gym equipment, the ability to request certain films or tv series box sets, which would be screened by security personnel and then handed over, and even several cinema rooms set up to watch the movies that they could request time in, and have a bunch of people watch the movie at once, or all by themselves. They had similar processes for board games, card games and video games, with specific game rooms fitted with a table football game, separate billiards, snooker and pool tables, a few arcade games from varying decades including a Dance Fever game, and other various amenities. They could still write letters to their families of course, and there was a courtyard in the middle of the building so they could get some outdoor time without being exposed to the actual outside. Less of a chance of them trying to run off, than if it was an actual yard on the outside of the building. 

Some D-class personnel who did an exceptional job would be offered additional opportunities to take on more risky missions, with full disclosure of what they would be getting into, and their payment would be a secret fund paid to their families upon their death, or release. Of course, there would never be a release back into society, as they would know too much, but the Foundation wouldn’t allude to this, as they needed their Disposable personnel to keep their hopes up and think they still had something to live for, a family to return to. 

In regards to the anomalous object, it appeared that even wearing the same physical costumes, as long as they were clown-like, people who appeared to be men were gone for up to thirty minutes longer than people who appeared to be women. Even if someone who was physically female, and identified as such, managed to appear as a man while wearing a costume, the wardrobe would treat them as such, disappearing them for the same amount of time as an actual man wearing the same costume, and vice versa. If the costume was sufficient to obscure the person beyond recognising a ‘gendered presentation’, then they would get an equal amount of time. 

The experiment was paused temporarily after a D-class suited in a completely black and white 1950s style mime outfit; complete with full face makeup, didn’t return after six hours, over three hours longer than anyone had been gone up to this point. They believed they may not return at all. 

Before this instance, every costume had had at least one coloured item included, even if it was just a normal civilian outfit including a white or black shirt but blue jeans, for example. Hair colour also didn’t seem to make a difference, although testing didn’t get far enough to test out wigs. 

24/7 surveillance continued, to monitor if the subject would be sent back, and after exactly 72 hours and 0 seconds, one of the doors flung open, and a desiccated corpse fell out onto the floor. Upon investigation, their costume was neatly folded and placed in one of the drawers at the bottom of the wardrobe. DNA testing concluded that the corpse was indeed the D-Class previously sent in. 

Regardless of this delay, testing continued as soon as clean up was concluded, with none of the subjects told of the event. 

It wasn't too much longer that it concluded completely, when a D-Class was sent in completely nude. As soon as the door closed, the wardrobe burst into spontaneous flames. The subject ran out, and (in some views luckily) as they were wearing no clothes, they were not physically on fire, although they did sustain significant burns over their body, even from the minimal exposure. 

Testing could not continue as the fire had damaged one of the doors and a hinge beyond being able to fully close. It was theorised and noted that this would impact the function of the Anomaly. The researchers were correct, and every person they sent in was not affected further, regardless of costumes. 

Agent 23 spent the night not being able to sleep, remembering the notes she had read from that job. There was unnecessary detail put into describing the state of the personnel who were affected, notably the corpse and the burned individual. The notes even state that this person could not receive any medical attention until the log detailing their injuries had been completed, and goes on to cruelly point out that the researcher needed, for some reason, to note the subject’s displeasure and pained groaning at having to wait, furthering the wait for treatment to an unneeded degree. 

23 lays in bed thinking about having to stand there, naked and covered in first and second degree burns, having to wait for someone to inspect her and write up a detailed list of every singed hair on her body, having to watch them scrawl every single word before she can get any help at all, and she wonders what would’ve happened if they were wearing something flammable and it had caught fire? Would they need to write up a record before extinguishing them? 

She doesn’t sleep. 

#posted ooc. #drabble. #exp ts. #ts pt8. #scp stuff. #body horror;; #death ment;; #burns ment;; #it's gonna start getting weird from this point. at least 2 more parts. there's one more half story build half action post. #then pt10 is like 90% action so far #I'm gonna read these back in like 10 years and be like what the FUCK was I doing

[falsespring]

i usually say “ooh funny quiz” for these but he got an incredibly depressing answer so i’m 💀

You are characterized by powerful feelings of defectiveness. They make you ashamed of who you are and you feel unworthy, as if not entitled to have any rights or to stand up for yourself. You may have volatile moods where you suddenly become very upset – crying, anxious, or enraged. You are likely to space out and disassociate, and have a hard time connecting with your emotions and your true needs and wants.

Because you feel unworthy, you may send out signals that encourage partners to treat you badly. Without knowing it, you send out messages that you are not worth treating well. You do this because you feel you must tolerate abuse in order to be worthy of having a connection with others. While you may have a hard time recognizing these feelings in yourself, your true experience of relationships is likely to be one of danger and pain. You find it hard to trust people and may struggle with anxiety and depression. You are likely to have a deep sense of despair about your life, accompanied by low self-esteem and feelings of defectiveness. For these reasons, you feel you have to let the people in your life use you and take advantage of you. It feels as if abuse is all you deserve.

#posted ooc. #abuse mention - #just... because

[abyssage]

1, 3, 8, 13 for the oc asks :3c

already answered 1!

3. What does their voice sound like, in a couple of words? (ie soft, scratchy, seductive, high-pitched, etc)

in a few words... playful, cheeky, and... unnaturally musical? perks of being a siren. when he’s mad, though, very different story LOL

8. What is their coping mechanism?

fighting. he drinks like a fish (har har), too, but only when he's in a really particular kind of mood. he doesn't really get... sad? he's actually pretty mature about when he's frustrated, so his immediate habits don't really seem that unhealthy other than the. violence

13. What are their views on marriage? If they want to get married, what would their dream wedding be like?

i think he has complicated feelings on marriage. absolutely would've without hesitation when he was younger, would probably really hesitate at this juncture. he IS a romantic, he's just lost touch with that aspect of himself because of. trauma that he doesn't recognize as trauma

he'd like a small, intimate wedding, though, if he had one. his family would be there. he'd want a first dance, all that. he'd really want to bask in the moment

#asks. #posted ooc. #alcohol -

[ruporas]

kisses of affirmation (ID in alt)

#vashwood #vash the stampede #nicholas d wolfwood #trigun #trigun maximum #ruporas art #oughrhhhh finally posting this here..... Very Romancey very Cutesy Very what do you call it... Indulging #for the longest time i debated on whether to post this comic at all on my socials - for some reason this was almost the limit to how far i #could push a romantic alternative that cusps ooc-ness for vw but then i ultimately decided its Fine. i couldv made it much more unbearable. #someone on twit qrt this with “vash is such a loser” which means i havent lost my way completely yet so its ok #(sidenote) script is a bit old !! bc this was meant to be a part two to an old comic..! the first kiss comic from feb #it branched off quite a bit that listing this as an actual part two would be kind of awkward now - but that was the initial intention #anyway. please enjoy! #long post

[davepetea]

Dirk puts on a new episode of MLP just as Dave announces he's finished up his newest analogue horror video project. He makes Dirk pause the MLPathon to put the video on the big screen. Dirk makes his usual sort of interested, sort of snarky questioning comments as the video unfolds. Petea is far too sleepy to focus, and they start falling asleep leaning against Dirk's shoulder. Dave, as usual, can't sit down while he's screening his new masterpiece. He's far too energetic. Once it's over though, he sits down, nudging Petea over so they can all fit, three of them to a 2 seater sofa, and when he asks what they both think, Petea instead recognises his scent as somewhere safe, and lays themself in his lap, putting their legs across Dirk's, ready to take a nap. Dave sighs and pretends to be burdened by this whole scenario.

"I really have shit to do you know. I've gotta get this place ready for Rose later." In reply, Petea just 'mhm's sleepily.

Dirk, amused, and with nothing else planned for the day except MLP and platonic bro affection, chimes in. "Dude this is so cute I think I'm ovulating right now."

"Dude. Gross. Get back in your cage."

#posted OOC. #action post. #techdeckgodhood #tagged for ment. #this isn't what I envisioned but I am actually v sleepy lol #for context Petea is in Dave form so they're twinsies (except the hair lmao) #it's taken them YEARS to get to this point and my boys still aren't good with openly showing affection #Petea brings them both out of their shells c': #both of those last quotes are courtesy of Pup. Dave's mun. #he's always saying “get back in your cage” and “I'm ovulating over that” #I'm so happy Dave and Petea are friends again c':