#statehumans wyoming

[ask-the-usa-manor]

Hey Minnesota, do you think you'll ever give Virginia her battle flag back? You did take it on the civil war and she's been asking for it back for awhile now.

Also, what's the most isolated or lonely state?

“As of right now? No, I don’t think I’m giving it back any time soon,” Minnesota answered, “A 1905 congressional resolution, several Virginian groups throughout the decades, and 2013 Ginny asking to borrow it won’t pry it from me.”

“I guess I would be the most ‘isolated,’” Alaska responded, “But I wouldn’t say I’m lonely.”

“Wyoming’s probably the loneliest,” Montana concluded, “‘People’ is practically a foreign word to him.”

#the image quality is so low i— #oh well #USAManor! Virginia #USAManor! Minnesota #USAManor! Alaska #USAManor! Montana #USAManor! Wyoming #Screw Quebec #Statehumans

[alex-fa-main]

list of gang specific statehumans ships you Had To Be There For

- texpan

- wyoming/hungary

- missouri/wales

-  massachusetts/romania 

- cz/nh

- swisstucky

[butterbeb]

UHHH I don’t do much with CH but my boy Wy is someone I draw a lot so him ig? Sjejwjdjejjdiejdjd sorry

i drew him during class skdbjs

#statehumans #statehumans wyoming #not my oc #my art #ty for the ask :D #whichstoodonrockyshores

[pepsi-writes]

coming to an end (part 2)

This is the one shot that I decided to publish today, as my good friends, Scar's (@scarcovy) and Aggie's (@whichstoodonrockyshores) anniversary present! Happy anniversary, you guys!

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As an official American state, fuck.

So there Wy was, lying on the cold, hard floor of his kitchen, drunk. His vision was blurred, and his thoughts were a jumbled mess of incoherence. Besides, he really didn’t want to think right now. His problems were to deal with later. That’s why he’s drinking, right? He didn’t want to rethink how his body must be fucked, about how he needed to quit smoking, the fact that Cheyenne was slowly but surely driting away from him, and the fact that Enéas was probably going to leave him by now.

~

Enéas had found a discarded pack of cigarettes in the kitchen. Wy had thought he was inconspicuous enough by throwing it in the trash, but Enéas was actually smart enough to look in there this time. Just as he always was.

"What is this?" he had asked, holding up the pack with worry in his eyes. Wy didn't answer, nor change his blank expression. Enéas repeated himself, sounding a little pissed.

Then again.

Then again.

Then again, his face of worry completely changing to one of anger.

Wy still kept silent. He knew that they both knew that he had smoked again, breaking the promise that they both had sworn to earlier.

Enéas's voice sounded again, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Can't you speak?" he grumbled, before storming out of the kitchen. Unadulterated guilt had washed over him, way more than normal.

So he resorted to drinking that guilt away. Just as he was now.

Just as he always was.

----

"Dad?" A female voice rang through the kitchen. Wy's eyes opened to see an extremely worried Cheyenne. "Enéas left the house earlier," she informed, almost immediately. "Said he had to go to work or something."

Great. Now he couldn't even apologize for shutting up when he needed to speak up.

Wy tried to stand up, but he was met only with a throbbing headache, making him stumble. Cheyenne caught him, luckily, and she, knowing what was happening with him, dragged him to the car to drive the both of them to the pharmacy.

----

"I'm sorry, sir," The woman at the counter said, her plastic as fuck smile faltering. "We're all out of Advil. However-"

Wy audibly groaned in annoyance, making the woman flinch. Cheyenne shot her a look of apologization and pity, but grabbed her father's arm and dragged him right back to the car.

"I-," Wy mumbled, for the first time in the day, "I think I need a cigarette or something."

----

Cheyenne tapped her foot. "Dad," she demanded, pointing to the almost empty cigarette pack. "Give. Me. It." Wy hid the pack behind his back, trying to find a place or a pocket to hide it in. He had a smoking cigarette between his fingers, and that must have given it away for Cheyenne.

She shook her head in disgust, emphasizing her hand to get the pack. "I see it."

Wy reluctantly revealed the cigarette pack, but once Cheyenne tried to grab it, he suddenly jolted back his hand, making it so she couldn't reach it.

Cheyenne's face changed to a look of utter horror. What had her father come to that he was reluctant to give her a simple pack of cigarettes? Was he that attached to them? Did he turn to them for comfort instead of her? He had a family, for heck's sake. Why was he more attached to smoking and drinking than he was to her?

"Dad," she began, "you have to stop smoking-"

"I don't like to smoke," he interrupted, dropping the cigarette and crushing it with his foot. "I just like the smell."

#lmk if you dont wanna be tagged #A sketch of smp!Scar will be posted shortly #so keep watch for that! #[ coming to an end ] #[ short :') ] #[ writing ] #gang #statehumans wyoming #cityhumans cheyenne #CH brazil #tw smoking #smoking tw #cigarette tw #tw cigarettes #alcohol tw #tw alcohol #halo don't look #ask to tag

[askwyoming]

From this meme:

#statehumans wyoming #countryhumans #countryhumans antarctica #statehumans #shitpost

[falst]

This took less time then expected.

@whichstoodonrockyshores

#scart #statehumans #statehumans wyoming #jonwy #JDBDJSBDBS AAAAAA-

[good-times-with-theo]

Black Gold (CH Fanfic)

(Hey guys, gals, nonbinary pals! So, I’ve been working on a fanfiction book called “Black Gold.” This is just Chapter One. I hope you enjoy!) Chapter One November 5th, 2019; 11:37 A.M .“Come on, Dad! Blowing up coal deposits has always been our tradition!” Wyoming said to America. “You literally let me blow up my first coal deposits when I was 100 years old!” She then said, her arms now crossed as she looked up at America. “I know, but now it’s far too dangerous Wy. Your people have been using C4 for crying out loud!” America replied firmly, looking back at his daughter. “Yeah, I know, but it’s really fun!” Wyoming retorted. “Besides, it’s not like I can get hurt from the explosions,” she then added. America was still uncertain. His daughter-- one of many he had, along with sons-- was very risk-taking because she could always lose her life. “Hey, Wy! I think we found a new deposit!” Colorado suddenly called out from one of the towers, which loomed over a giant hole on the side of a mountain. “Awesome! Bring a sample to me!” Wyoming called back. “You do seem to have a lot of coal deposits around here,” America noted. “Obviously. I’m known for coal, dad! Especially around these parts!” Wyoming said proudly. “Here’s the sample, sis!” Colorado said. “Uhm, Colo? That’s not coal.” “Well, then what is it? It can’t be anything else.”America studied it and realized what it was. “Why, this is oil!” he said proudly. “Oil?! What? But I’m known for coal! Not oil!” Wyoming said. “Texas and Alaska cover the oil, don’t they? I can’t take their places! They’re the biggest states for crying out loud!” She sounded freaked out because of the whole situation. “Hey, don’t worry, Wy. you won’t take their places. You’ll be joining them in their ranks,” America replied. “Besides, only we know about it. Well, your grandfather as well since he’s currently visiting to see how you’ve all been,” America muttered, giving the sample back to Colorado. “Now, come along. We have to get you approved to be a member of OPEC.” Wyoming stopped in her tracks. “What’s OPEC?” She asked. “I mean, I’ve heard of it mainly because of Venezuela speaking about it with you, but what does it even stand for?”“Well, it’s simple really: Organization of the Petroleum Exporting Countries.” “So, where does the oil part come in?” “Petroleum is oil, Wyoming. It’s the scientific term for it. I thought you knew that already.” “Well, I never knew I had petroleum in the first place, so there.” America just let out a soft chuckle. “Come along, champ. We have to get you into OPEC now,” he said, leading Wyoming out to their car. “Oh, can I drive?” “If you’re British and drive on the passenger side, sure.” “Dad!” OPEC Headquarters: Vienna, Austria, 5:35 P.M. “Hey, Russia! Get in here! You’re going to love this!” Iran called out of the Meeting Room. Russia sighed. “What is it now? Can’t you see I’m busy?” Russia asked as he walked in. He looked up from the ground to see Iran balancing on a thin wire that looked nearly invisible. “Iran. I’m trying to work. I don’t need your preposterous distractions,” Russia said firmly, his arms crossed as he held a giant folder of paperwork from the OPEC leaders in his arms. “Oh, come on, mi amigo! Live a little! Life just isn’t about working!” Venezuela commented with a smile on his face. “Russia’s right, you two. We can’t just get so easily distracted from work. America will be very disappointed in us if he finds us fooling around,” Saudi Arabia said formally. Iran hopped down from the wire with an annoyed sigh. “Fine,” he said reluctantly. “We’ll get back to work. That was really impressive though, Corrí,” Venezuela said. Corrí was Iran’s name in Venezuela’s native language: Spanish. “Ah, thank you,” Iran said with a smile. “Oh, hey, Austria,” Iran said quietly when Austria entered the room. “Were these two getting easily distracted again?” Austria asked Russia, looking up at him. “Yes, unfortunately,” Russia replied. “Well, their penalties will have to wait. For now, we have to focus on Wyoming; the new, secret member of OPEC that America nor the UK want anyone else to know about, not even us,” Austria said, having everyone sit down as he explained. “As you may know, America and the UK both are the reasons why oil is referred to as ‘black gold’ in the economical world. They’re also the reasons why Alaska, Texas, and Wyoming are a part of the organization, but secretly,” Austria said. “Recently, this morning no less, Wyoming and America struck an oil deposit in Wyoming’s mountainous region.” Austria then pulled down a diagram of a map of the United States, showing the land formations, all fifty small and large states, and many other qualities the United States shared with many other countries on the face of the planet. He then grabbed a stick that looked as though he was conducting an orchestra, pointing to where Wyoming’s land was. “I’m sure you all remember that Wyoming is located on the Western side of the United States. Oil is very uncommon here, but not impossible,” Austria explained. “There are currently 18,000 estimated oil rigs taking the oil from her land. Now, if we want oil ourselves, then we must put or own oil rigs within the region.” this whole idea provoked a comment from Libya, one of the African countries in the OPEC organization. “Yeah, sure!” Libya said with a laugh. “That’ll definitely work! We won’t get arrested or classified as war criminals because of this whole preposterous plan!” Austria glared at Libya. “Quiet. Do you want oil or not? We can cut off the trade routes to your own country for oil, you know.” “Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Dr. Austria.” “I’m not a doctor! I’m a psychologist!” “That’s still a doctor, Austrian wanker!” “That’s enough you two!” Indonesia said from his side of the table. “If we want this oil, why not just ask America to sell it to us? It’s the only reasonable option. Stop trying to break and enter into a government site!” Iraq looked at the group. “He’s right,” he said. “Breaking and entering could get us killed, especially if you have someone like me or Venezuela, who are war criminals.” “Fine. Nigeria, Saudi Arabia, Iran, Austria, Saudi Arabia, and Russia: you’re all going to Salt Creek Field in Wyoming. That’s where the oil is supposedly located based on our sources,” Ecuador said firmly. “The rest of us will stay behind and make sure neither America nor the United Kingdom gets here to hear of our plans to steal oil.” The six chosen all nodded. They were all sent to the warehouse for tactical gear and weapons just in case things went south or if someone found them in the act. After getting everyone ready (and finding Russia the right tactical gear), they were all being loaded into a bulletproof truck. Of course, the truck had to be bulletproof. Paranoia could reach anyone at any time. “Saudi, you seem out of it. You okay?” Russia asked his ally. Saudi Arabia looked at Russia from his side of the truck. “Oh, yeah... Yeah, I’m alright,” Saudi Arabia said hastily, fiddling with a small string he always brought with him. “Are you sure? You’re never this quiet.” “I’m sure. Thank you for asking, though.” After that, everyone was silent. A couple of the ones who were sent out began falling asleep. Russia was one of them. The only person who stayed awake was Saudi Arabia. He was never a sleeper; never could be in a million years. As he waited for someone to arise from their slumber, he watched the sunset over the Mediterranean Sea. It wouldn’t be the last time, right? Hopefully not. Saudi Arabia hoped it wasn’t the last time he saw the sun. He hoped his paranoia was wrong. He hoped. And hoped. And hoped. Salt Lake Creek, Wyoming, 12:30 A.M. All five of the members reached the location with no troubles, thankfully. “Alright. We have to be as quiet as possible. Remember that,” Algeria said to the others in a hushed voice. “Be careful, too. America always has guards around the oil rigs. Take them out if needed.” The others nodded and split up. Saudi Arabia took the Northern Area of the Creek with Russia next to him. The two were heavily skilled fighters, so if they were caught, they had little to worry about. “Russia. Take out those guards on the East. I’ll take them out on the West,” Saudi Arabia said quietly. Russia nodded. Saudi Arabia snuck towards what he assumed were guards until he got closer and he heard America talking to someone. “Oh, come on, Dad!” The voice said. They had a very Southern accent Saudi Arabia only heard from America when he was in one of his multiple phases. “What’s with all of that paranoia? I reckon you’re hidin’ something, but I know you wouldn’t hide anythin’ from me!” America chuckled at the voice. “Well, you know me, Texas. Your dad’s gotta keep secrets from you and your siblings just in case something goes wrong. I can’t have you all in grave danger that could’ve been prevented,” he replied, clapping Texas on the back. Texas! That one cowboy kid! Saudi Arabia knew it! He kept listening to their conversation until Russia came up next to him. “What’s taking you so--” Saudi Arabia covered Russia’s mouth immediately. “What was that?” Texas asked, turning in the direction of Saudi Arabia and Russia. “What was what?” America asked. “Did you hear something?” “Well, more or less of someone,” Texas replied. The clicking of his boots got closer and closer as he steadily went to the sound. He found both Russia and Saudi Arabia. “Ah. Two old enemies of my old man, huh?” Texas said, a smirk on his face as he tilted his cowboy hat up. “Let me get a good look at y’all,” he then said, studying the two. “Texas, who are you..” America trailed off when he saw Saudi Arabia and Russia. “You two. What in God’s name do you want now, you heathens?!” America said angrily, glaring at his old enemies. “W-We didn’t want anything--” Saudi Arabia started. He was cut off by America. “Security! We have a breach!” He said to the guards. Three guards came and arrested both of them. “Let go of us!” Russia said angrily. “We did nothing wrong!” America scoffed. “Say that to your little buddies, Russian spy,” he said bitterly. The guards brought in Austria, Algeria, Iran, and Nigeria. “No! You don’t understand!” Saudi Arabia said, struggling to get out of the handcuffs. “Sure I don’t,” America retorted. There seemed to be nothing but arguing until a gun was fired and Texas was on his knees, holding his blood-stained leg tightly. “Texas!” America said, kneeling next to his son. “Who did this?!” He suddenly screamed at the six. Nobody answered. “Fess up, or you’re all getting executed!” America shouted. “It was me!” Saudi Arabia suddenly said. “I shot him!” Russia looked at his friend in shock. “Saudi, what are you doing?! This is suicide!” Austria said desperately, looking at him. “It was me,” Saudi Arabia said. America smirked. “Finally. Some truth out of all of you. Guards! Let the other five go. Keep Saudi Arabia in a cell until further notice,” America then commanded. Russia caught Saudi Arabia’s eye one last time. Saudi Arabia just simply waved goodbye, knowing all hope he had of seeing the sun again was lost forever. It was all over for him. European Union Headquarters: Brussels, Belgium, 8:30 A.M. “Good morning, UK!” Germany said with a smile to his ally. The United Kingdom looked up from his paperwork. “Good morning, Germany,” he replied calmly, sitting next to Germany as he quickly put his paperwork away. “Another meeting… Fun,” Germany said sarcastically. The UK chuckled. “Yeah, well at least we don’t have to sit next to Spain,” he replied jokingly. “If we did, this would be a bloody--” The UK was cut off by his lover and best ally: France. “Bonjour, Royaume-Uni and Allemagne!” She said happily, sitting next to the UK. “Good morning, dear,” the UK replied with a smile. “Good Morning, Frankreich,” Germany replied, fixing his glasses. Everything seemed perfectly normal until Germany noticed his brother, Austria, wasn’t next to him like he was supposed to be. “Polen, have you seen Austria anywhere?” Germany asked, turning to look at Poland. Poland looked up from his paperwork. “No. Why? Is he late?” the Polish asked. Germany nodded. “He could be running errands, Niemcy.” “Most likely. Or he got in trouble again. I wouldn’t be surprised if Vater held him back for getting in trouble.” “The Weimar Republic? Being strict? Thought I’d never see the day!”Germany chuckled, but immediately stopped when the European Union leaders walked into the room with the European Union. The man himself. “We have unfortunate news to bring upon all of you this morning,” the EU announced. “As you may or may not know, Salt Creek Lake in the mountainous state of Wyoming was broken into last night. Six suspects were found, five of them were freed. If you have not yet noticed, Austria was one of those suspects.” The UK, France, and Germany all tensed. People they cared about were in danger. In grave, grave danger. “The one suspect that was not freed is a war criminal you may know of: Saudi Arabia,” the EU continued, looking mainly at the three. “There will be more information given to us of the matter as this meeting continues. If there is an important detail or one that is just important to you, please come to my office immediately after this meeting. We will speak of the situation from there and figure out what you need to know.” Shortly after the meeting, the UK, France, and Germany were all walking-- well, running in Germany’s terms-- to the EU’s office. They had to know. Was everyone okay? Were there guns involved? Will there be anyone held responsible? (I hope you guys like it so far! Let me know what you think!)

#countryhumans #fanfic #countryhumans america #statehumans texas #statehumans colorado #statehumans wyoming #countryhumans russia #countryhumans saudi arabia #countryhumans iran #countryhumans uk #countryhumans nigeria #countryhumans algeria #countryhumans france #countryhumans eu #countryhumans austria #countryhumans poland #countryhumans weimar republic #countryhumans iraq #countryhumans libya #countryhumans opec #help too many hashtags--

[incorrect-ch-quotes]

Colorado on the phone with Wyoming: Yeah I’m on a cliff in the Rockies! Questions later, help now!

#statehumans #statehuman #statehumans wyoming #statehumans colorado #sh colorado #sh wyoming #sh

[ssnoffle]

@the-alaskan-anon I may have doodled your Alaska :”D. I hope you don’t mind

I’ve been having wayy too much fun

#Statehumans #statehuman alaska #statehumans florida #statehumans wyoming #statehumans georgia #my laptop is about to die

[cjodprinter]

Statehuman Headcanons

Massachusetts

He's very old and wise, but as a young child he was prosperous and encouraged.

He graduated from Harvard, because, well, above.

He has a hook that replaces his right hand, which symbolizes Sandy Hook, the eastern hook located in Massachusetts.

Is really patriotic for two reasons; one being that their football team (I believe) which is most popular is called the Patriots, and also because they helped defend the colonies from the British during the War of Independence.

Has a great work ethic and balances his days so well that most states are jealous of his super organized life, but they were also really jealous of his intelligence. (I wasnt thinking about this when writing, but I just realized that this could reference to the celebrity scandals with trying to get their kids into big universities.)

You can see him sitting in his lounge chair by the fireplace reading big books. He's that kind of guy in my opinion.

New York

Has two main personalities; New York City personality. This personality he's very modern, not as talkative, also really self centered and keeps to himself. In this personality, he feels better around the other states as it makes him feel more important, as he should feel.

His second personality is his Upstate personality. If you didnt know, Upstate NY and NYC are very different. His Upstate personality is what he has to be cultural and as native as possible, which he secretly loves to do. He hides this from all of his brothers and sisters, except his closest friends, Vermont and Massachusetts.

He's 3rd place in any test or competition.

Very quick to mood swings, e.g. whenever California comes by and NY is in his Upstate personality, he'll quickly stop and try to act like NYC.

Has a love-hate brother relationship with New Jersey, and they both dont really talk if sombody brings up the Statue of Liberty. (That is a rather controversial topic, despite it being such an American symbol. They just dont see it like their siblings do.

Hates bad drivers.

Maine

Maine is really quiet, and only ever tries to talk to Massachusetts.

What Maine likes is the cold, and he loves to get outside and smell the crisp, cold air, and is in love with winter even if all of his other closer siblings (NY, NJ, Mass, NH, Vermont, etc.) Find it really weird.

When he's down south with Florida or somewhere else, he always forgets to reapply his sunscreen, and he never gets used to it. Usually he comes back up north with a few sunburns.

Plays lots of hockey!

Preciously talks about his national parks and rocky coastline. Most states know that bringing that up is how to get his attention, but Maine says that only Massachusetts appreciates it the most because they're really good friends.

One last thing that is the best fact; he LOVES BLUEBERRIES. He always drinks blueberry soda, and loves to eat blueberries... Vermont says he has a problem, but silly Vermont.

Michigan

He's kind of a jerk, honestly. Most of the states get mad at him for hogging the Great Lakes, especially the rest of the corn states and Wisconsin.

He's always so touchy with Wisconsin, and she thinks Michigan is disgusting and a jerk too.

Michigan used to be very nice, independent and to himself, but he went bankrupt and now cant contain anything anymore. (Obviously, this is representing Detroit.)

Upper Michigan doesnt even like Lower Michigan! U.M. tries to get away but L.M. is too strong and U.M. is too weak. Wisconsin encourages him to be independent someday, and that he hates his guts for what he's doing to her, him, and the rest of the states.

Minnesota once attempted to calm Michi down during one of his outbursts, but they got into a fight and Michigan has some scars on his arms and one on his cheek, too.

Wyoming

Most of the states by her, Colorado and Utah, make fun of her for being the forgotten state, and make her feel bad by saying nobody cares about her.

Wyoming's best friends are Oregon, California, and Idaho, because they both try to cheer up Wyoming when she's crying about what Colorado or Utah said to her. (Cali and Oregon are aggresive towards Colorado and Utah.)

She loves to talk about geysers and anything that has to do with her national parks, especially Yellowstone.

She's very activist, and always roots for equal rights in America. It's quite frankly her motto.

Has a jade necklace and a cowgirl hat.

All of this stuff is somewhat having to do with symbols, which just goes to show, in my eyes, Wyoming is the most culturally symbolic and prosperous of the states. And she shows it a lot and is not ashamed of it!

Louisiana

Louis is one of the three states who arent related by blood to any of the other states. (The other two are Texas and California, who are ethnically Mexican.) In this case, she is ethnically French.

She doesn't show her French side at all, and doesnt really anymore. She just.. doesnt, I guess?

Has a strange relationship with Arkansas- or what she calls him, Arky. Arkansas and Louisiana both know they love eachother to be honest, but even though they technically aren't blood related, everyone else including Texas and California, think it's weird.

She likes to listen to blues music and has a sort of strong southern accent, I guess that just grows on you doesn't it?

Celebrates Mardi Gras festivals.

#statehumans #statehuman #statehumans new york #statehumans massachusetts #statehumans louisiana #statehumans michigan #statehumans maine #statehumans wyoming #headcanon

[state-of-franklin]

It was also Wyoming’s Birthday on the 10th and I’m posting it now

#Happy Birthday Wyoming #Countryhumans #country humans #statehumans #statehumans wyoming

[ask-the-usa-manor]

Vanessa: Mail call! *drops several packages on America's desk, many from birth control companies*

“MOTHERFU—” America quickly yanked one of his desk drawers open and hastily shuffled the packages into it, “Deliver these discretely next time! Don’t shout it out in the middle of the day!”

Once they were all hidden, America shut the drawer, gave a sigh of relief, and leaned back in his chair. He immediately locked eyes with Wyoming, who was staring at the situation from the study’s open doorway blankly.

“…You can either judge me or get another sibling,” America calmly stated.

Wyoming slowly nodded, turned, and walked away as he tried to forget that ever happened.

#USAManor! America #USAManor! Wyoming #Screw Quebec #Vanessa the Cow #statehumans #countryhumans

[furiouscloudhoundgiant]

Wyoming’s design by @theog-pastelteeth ♥️✨🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼🌸🌼

#myart #art #statehumans #statehumans wyoming

[countryhumans-trash]

Line art for character state body build designs!!

#statehumans #sh New Hampshire #sh Wyoming #sh Minnesota #sh Oklahoma

[amedyne]

An old animation

This was based on the most unpopular states in America. I hope you like it.

#Statehumans #Statehuman #South Dakota #Delaware #Wyoming #Countryhumans America #Countryhuman America #America #Animation #Vermont #Digital Art #digital artist

[askwyoming]

When randomly you start fading away but Gods like

‘Ehhhh not today.’

#statehumans #statehumans wyoming #relateable #countryhumans #uh