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moonfurthetemmie · 4 hours
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Thinking about time loops before bed and I have. Two ideas.
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A year-long time loop that starts on January 1st, 12:00am, and ends on December 31st, 11:59pm.
No matter what you’re doing at the end of the loop, once the clock hits 12:00am you get bounced back a year.
It’s probably complete shit the first time. You’re so confused. Everyone at the New Year’s party (different people are here than there were a minute ago…?) laughs when you ask why they’re saying it’s 2024 instead of 2025 (or, yknow, whatever year), and they genuinely think you’re kidding.
With a whole year to re-do there’s so many moments you’ve forgotten about, things that you don’t remember how you navigated them before.
How many more tries would it take to do everything ‘perfectly’, with so many more things to fuck up?
Second:
A time loop where many people are aware that it’s happening. Maybe a whole company or school or something
Since everyone knows, it doesn’t fully feel like a loop. But the date hasn’t changed in a week and all your friends from other places unaware of the loop say the exact same things every single day.
Imagine going to school and the new ‘normal’ is the teachers finding some spontaneous activities for you and your classmates to do so you don’t all go insane from the time loop. Meanwhile your dad had made up a joke this morning but now you’ve heard it 50000 times and you still have to pretend to find it funny. Even though you want to groan and tell him he’s run the joke into the ground (but it’s not his fault.)
Just. How much different would it be if it was a relatively large group of people stuck in the time loop, aware, instead of just one?
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Nevin: I’m getting really sick of people making comments and jokes about us ‘secretly being brothers’. Can we do a DNA test
Drew: yeah this is getting annoying
DNA test: lol. Lmao, even. Get fucked emo boy you’re twins
Nevin and Drew:
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Their other siblings when they find out:
👁️👁️
Ok so. I was thinking that perhaps Nevin and Drew, if they’re still related, are probably half-siblings to the Von Lichts and Newtons
But just now I realized how weird it is that these 100+ year old dudes have teenaged brothers
which means…they probably each have at least one immortal parent? Who then. Got together. And had Drew and Nevin.
And also they probably all had a fucking stroke when their baby siblings showed up. Imagine getting a new brother when you’ve been alive for over a hundred years.
Alternatively the IBVS twins were just adopted but that’s less funny than imagining that the Von Lichts and Newtons have at least one immortal parent each who hooked up 100 years after a previous relationship that gave them 3 kids, had twins, and split the twins between their other kids.
Like. Can you fucking imagine. Your mom shows up after you haven’t seen her in decades, and she’s like “hey boys. You have a new little brother. Take care of him okay? I gotta go…do things.” And then vanishes again. Leaving you and your siblings staring at a small baby who’s either sleeping or very mad that mommy left.
*In an alternative timeline, either the von lichts or the newtons mom had sex with a man a century later, had twins then split them between the best friends because she wanted to*
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ok wait i had another thought
Drew and Nevin both have 'jovel' as their middle name right???
there's no way in hell the Von Lichts and the Newtons did that. The chances of that happening when they have no idea the other three also got a new little bro are incredibly slim
so. drew and nevin's parents must've done that. their little bros showed up with names. their middle names being the exact same.
how...how long would it take. for them all to realize.
two sets of immortal siblings, all over 100 years old, suddenly each get a new sibling. Who have the same middle names, same birthday, and honestly they kinda look pretty similar. that's fucking weird. Surely someone realizes that something's up?
Although it'd be really funny if it was someone from one of the other families. The immortal boys just go 'huh. weird' and carry on and then someone else finds out and they go "....um. that's. too weird to be a coincidence. maybe you guys should look into that." and they get a DNA test or something and, whoa! Surprise! They're fucking TWINS and only the half-brothers of the others!
And said half-brothers are staring at each other
someone suggests letting the teenagers visit each other but the Newtons get up in arms about letting Nevin go to JR to hang out with Drew. Sure, Nevin's innocent of the stuff the rest of them are doing, but they don't trust JR (Particularly Delusion) not to try and use Nevin to get to them.
meanwhile Nevin and Drew are completely ignoring them and trying to figure out how the fuck they never realized, and what the funniest way to tell the others is.
Ok so. I was thinking that perhaps Nevin and Drew, if they’re still related, are probably half-siblings to the Von Lichts and Newtons
But just now I realized how weird it is that these 100+ year old dudes have teenaged brothers
which means…they probably each have at least one immortal parent? Who then. Got together. And had Drew and Nevin.
And also they probably all had a fucking stroke when their baby siblings showed up. Imagine getting a new brother when you’ve been alive for over a hundred years.
Alternatively the IBVS twins were just adopted but that’s less funny than imagining that the Von Lichts and Newtons have at least one immortal parent each who hooked up 100 years after a previous relationship that gave them 3 kids, had twins, and split the twins between their other kids.
Like. Can you fucking imagine. Your mom shows up after you haven’t seen her in decades, and she’s like “hey boys. You have a new little brother. Take care of him okay? I gotta go…do things.” And then vanishes again. Leaving you and your siblings staring at a small baby who’s either sleeping or very mad that mommy left.
*In an alternative timeline, either the von lichts or the newtons mom had sex with a man a century later, had twins then split them between the best friends because she wanted to*
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moonfurthetemmie · 3 days
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Slash tryna shower but byte called her ahh
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Drew’s brothers’ wings are very warm and very comfy to sleep under. Sometimes he still falls asleep tucked under their wings.
They have a digital photo album of him sleeping under their wings because they think their baby brother is just the cutest. Even Delusion gives a little smile
Their phone storage is full only because the amount of pictures of drew they have in their phone
That’s the only reason they have phones/j
And a rare picture of smiling delusion
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moonfurthetemmie · 3 days
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Zuli listened attentively as Mercury listed off things they needed. Various chemicals and where they could usually be found, for his next attempt at a cure. Any still-sanitary soap he could scrounge up, if possible. And food.
I might need to scavenge farther than usual for edible mushrooms, Zuli thought idly, his gaze being drawn to Mercury’s arm, where he was mindless scratching. He’d been doing that off and on for the past few minutes. He must’ve gotten into something.
…A horrible thought slowly formed in Zuli’s mind.
“....Mercury.”
Mercury stopped and looked up at him. “Yeah?”
“What’s on your arm?”
Mercury blinked. A look of fear slowly dawned on his face, and he pulled up his sleeve.
There was a white patch on his forearm, like a rash. The contrast with Mercury’s dark skin was startling.
Zuli expected panic. From himself, from Mercury. But Mercury’s horrified expression only changed to grief, while Zuli’s dread turned to a grim certainty.
“...That’s it, then?” Mercury said quietly, staring at the white patch. “It’s over? All of this…everything…hours and hours of trying to find a cure, to survive…”
“...If you’re infected, I probably am too,” Zuli said.
Mercury just squeezed his eyes shut. “I…I don’t think I’m anywhere near close enough to- to-”
His voice cracked. Zuli took a deep breath. Memories from a time that seemed to be decades ago came to him.
“If we’re already doomed, we might as well go out in style.”
Mercury looked up in surprise. “Wh-”
“A bang, if you will.” For the first time in what felt like ages, Zuli smiled. It was a wry, sarcastic smile. But it was a smile.
Mercury’s eyes widened. He pulled his sleeve down and looked at all of the chemicals on the table.
“...Do we even have stuff to make a bomb? Are you sure that’d even work?”
Zuli stood, and came over to the table. His mind felt like it was racing. They didn’t have much time, he knew. They might have to throw some safety measures out. But if they could save even a little time…
“Some of the failed cures still slowed the disease, right?” he asked. “And they weren’t all fatal?”
“I…yes?”
“Take them. I’ll take one too. We’re going to need some extra time, but we have enough stuff to make a few bombs, and a good number of firebombs.”
Mercury’s eyes got that old glint back to them that they got whenever he was trying to make a plan. “Fire…And the Colony wants to absorb the manor once we’re all infected. We’ll have to delay them until it closes in, but if even a little bit of it catches fire…”
Zuli began gathering things from around the office. Anything that could burn, or start a fire, or explode; things for casings, too. Anything that looked like it could be useful.
“Do you know how to make a bomb?”
“No. Do you?”
Zuli set a pile of things on the desk. “I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t. Otherwise, we’d be much more likely to just kill ourselves and destroy the office than anything else.”
Mercury narrowed his eyes at him. “Why do you know how to make a bomb?”
Zuli bit his lip. “...You’re not going to believe me.”
“Try me.”
“I was training to be part of a…a sort of elite military force in my AU.”
Mercury raised an eyebrow. “Unless you were training to be a munitions officer, I don’t think I do believe you.”
“In all honesty, I hadn’t even gotten in yet. I was mostly training myself. The intention was more to learn how to defuse a bomb, but I thought learning how they were made might help with that.”
Mercury stared at him for a moment, and then laughed. It had a note of despair in it, but he laughed like he’d just heard the funniest thing in the world. 
“You should’ve gotten Jasper to bring you stuff to blow a hole out of the dungeon ages ago.”
“Maybe. I thought someone would figure out what I was up to and tell Obsidian, though.”
“Would’ve been worth a try.”
“And risk getting killed? Or worse, brought upstairs being made part of the team?”
Mercury laughed again. Zuli couldn’t help the smile that grew on his face. At least they could laugh at something before their impending doom.
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Previous | Next | First (with warnings)
Part 17
oh we're writing normally now for a bit?? okay
1.1
Zuli listened attentively as Mercury listed off things they needed. Various chemicals and where they could usually be found, for his next attempt at a cure. Any still-sanitary soap he could scrounge up, if possible. And food.
I might need to scavenge farther than usual for edible mushrooms, Zuli thought idly, his gaze being drawn to Mercury’s arm, where he was mindless scratching. He’d been doing that off and on for the past few minutes. He must’ve gotten into something.
…A horrible thought slowly formed in Zuli’s mind.
“....Mercury.”
Mercury stopped and looked up at him. “Yeah?”
“What’s on your arm?”
Mercury blinked. A look of fear slowly dawned on his face, and he pulled up his sleeve.
There was a white patch on his forearm, like a rash. The contrast with Mercury’s dark skin was startling.
Zuli expected panic. From himself, from Mercury. But Mercury’s horrified expression only changed to grief, while Zuli’s dread turned to a grim certainty.
“...That’s it, then?” Mercury said quietly, staring at the white patch. “It’s over? All of this…everything…hours and hours of trying to find a cure, to survive…”
“...If you’re infected, I probably am too,” Zuli said.
Mercury just squeezed his eyes shut. “I…I don’t think I’m anywhere near close enough to- to-”
His voice cracked. Zuli took a deep breath. Memories from a time that seemed to be decades ago came to him.
“If we’re already doomed, we might as well go out in style.”
Mercury looked up in surprise. “Wh-”
“A bang, if you will.” For the first time in what felt like ages, Zuli smiled. It was a wry, sarcastic smile. But it was a smile.
Mercury’s eyes widened. He pulled his sleeve down and looked at all of the chemicals on the table.
“...Do we even have stuff to make a bomb? Are you sure that’d even work?”
Zuli stood, and came over to the table. His mind felt like it was racing. They didn’t have much time, he knew. They might have to throw some safety measures out. But if they could save even a little time…
“Some of the failed cures still slowed the disease, right?” he asked. “And they weren’t all fatal?”
“I…yes?”
“Take them. I’ll take one too. We’re going to need some extra time, but we have enough stuff to make a few bombs, and a good number of firebombs.”
Mercury’s eyes got that old glint back to them that they got whenever he was trying to make a plan. “Fire…And the Colony wants to absorb the manor once we’re all infected. We’ll have to delay them until it closes in, but if even a little bit of it catches fire…”
Zuli began gathering things from around the office. Anything that could burn, or start a fire, or explode; things for casings, too. Anything that looked like it could be useful.
“Do you know how to make a bomb?”
“No. Do you?”
Zuli set a pile of things on the desk. “I wouldn’t suggest this if I didn’t. Otherwise, we’d be much more likely to just kill ourselves and destroy the office than anything else.”
Mercury narrowed his eyes at him. “Why do you know how to make a bomb?”
Zuli bit his lip. “...You’re not going to believe me.”
“Try me.”
“I was training to be part of a…a sort of elite military force in my AU.”
Mercury raised an eyebrow. “Unless you were training to be a munitions officer, I don’t think I do believe you.”
“In all honesty, I hadn’t even gotten in yet. I was mostly training myself. The intention was more to learn how to defuse a bomb, but I thought learning how they were made might help with that.”
Mercury stared at him for a moment, and then laughed. It had a note of despair in it, but he laughed like he’d just heard the funniest thing in the world. 
“You should’ve gotten Jasper to bring you stuff to blow a hole out of the dungeon ages ago.”
“Maybe. I thought someone would figure out what I was up to and tell Obsidian, though.”
“Would’ve been worth a try.”
“And risk getting killed? Or worse, brought upstairs being made part of the team?”
Mercury laughed again. Zuli couldn’t help the smile that grew on his face. At least they could laugh at something before their impending doom.
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moonfurthetemmie · 4 days
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No see results option, I'm forcing you to perceive yourself. rb for more results plus
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Baryte | Clara Mine, Oberwolfach, Freiburg Region, Baden-Württemberg, Germany
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moonfurthetemmie · 7 days
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I killed Fuoco and then died to overheat damage as the victory stuff finished up 😔
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moonfurthetemmie · 7 days
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No feeling on earth gives you more delusions of grandeur than beating 2 1/2 bosses in a soulslike game
(Is the mad donkey a full boss or just like a mini-boss? He didn’t have as much of a spectacle as the parade master and the police mascot, even if he had a boss bar. There wasn’t any way to summon a specter for his fight either.)
Tangentially related I’m officially calling the Mad Donkey “The Crazy-Ass of Krat” and nothing else
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moonfurthetemmie · 8 days
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My obligations were canceled so I killed that stupid parade master this morning
I’m a god
That moment you realize the weird gritty dark Pinocchio game you got an ad for on YouTube isn’t a casual rpg but a goddam Soulslike and you’re bad at fighting in casual-er games already. But you already paid for it and your gamer mom wants to see what it’s deal is so she’s watching you play
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moonfurthetemmie · 8 days
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That moment you realize the weird gritty dark Pinocchio game you got an ad for on YouTube isn’t a casual rpg but a goddam Soulslike and you’re bad at fighting in casual-er games already. But you already paid for it and your gamer mom wants to see what it’s deal is so she’s watching you play
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moonfurthetemmie · 8 days
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I had the absolute fun designing these three
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moonfurthetemmie · 10 days
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i feel like high school/middle school sitcoms set the unrealistic expectation of being able to have lunch time outside
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