#I'll tag it as ooc

[myuminji]

[not ship/ not romantic]

nai who's full of love instead of hatred. Nai who's full of love instead of fear. nai who knows only to love, that all he knows is love. and he hates that it's the only thing he can do—loving. being alone. loving. never loved.

and he hates the things that made him love: his love for rem, his love for the plants, his love for his brother. all his life he'd loved and love and love, and he's tired of loving despite never knowing what love is.

#a bit ooc but i just thought since Vash can love so much wouldn't it be funny if the other twin also has the same capabilities to do so? #both have big hearts (nai can store more. probably. looks pointedly at his chest.) #i'll be honest i just want to draw him crying bcs we are robbed of crybaby nai from trimax (my heart says he's still a crybaby) #trigun #trigun stampede #vash the stampede #millions knives #or million knives? idk #man read a wholeass bible at the age of one but can't do basic grammar smh #myuminjiart #pls don't tag this as a ship tysm! 🙆

[melanchoise]

more stress drawing! but here is tged again :) small comic

#javier: a german suplex solves everything #tged #the greatest estate developer #the greatest estate designer #greatest estate developer #lloyd frontera #javier asrahan #on second thought a lil ooc but im having fun sooo anyway #lowkey ship art so i'll tag it as such #interpret it however you like tho #llojavi #ok radio silence now #i hate revision actually

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

well. i can't find my original fic rec list so here's a new (updated) one!

Daily Routines by The Garden of Unusual Delights (Shadowland) A number of people who feel depressed turn to comedy. Routines can also help. / As can having someone to care for. 4k words / oneshot / complete - TOP fucking tier. this rewired my neurons, shifted my view of Barnaby & his relationship with Wally, and also made me Deeply emotional

How to Greet New Neighbours by The Garden of Unusual Delights (Shadowland) He doesn't know what's happening, but he knows it isn't good. 8k words / oneshot / complete - STELLAR. an intriguing and engaging (and heartbreaking!) take on how Wally wound up sending material to the whrp

A Matter of Care by The Garden of Unusual Delights (Shadowland) When Julie is too sad to take proper care of her hair, Frank is happy to help out. 2.5k words / oneshot / complete - this person always gets characterizations Just Right, don't they? this a very sweet and tender moment between the besties <3

What to call it? What to call it? by Anonymous Wally tries to figure out what is different about the Neighborhood. But maybe there is no difference at all. 2.2k words / oneshot / complete - a fascinating exploration / behind the scenes interpretation of the secret 14 audios. the end always has me in my feels <3

Strings Of Fate by A_Cypress_Coffin Frank Frankly lived life by simply trudging along most days, but all of that changes when a new neighbor, quite literally, crashes into him. 27k / multichap / ongoing - a very fun interpretation of Franklydear and how the puppets perceive / experience / handle the true nature of their reality. i Cannot recommend it enough!

To Read a Clock by TurnedWorm Frank and Eddie try to teach Wally to read a clock. They get a bit more than they bargained for. 2.7k words / oneshot / complete - sweet and also Haunting! a stellar combination, and an interesting take on Wally's perspective. ngl it gave me chills!

my chest is bursting with abnormality by springtrap_wiki Wally realizes that something about him isn't as it should be. 1k words / oneshot / complete - a little peek into Wally realizing that he's different than his others neighbors. I like how this is handled - it hits home if im being honest!

Goin’ Out of My Head by 5_24 Picking someone up from the bus station seems like an easy task. But when adding Eddie Dear to that equation and the passenger just happens to be Frank Frankly, the results may vary... 5.4k / multichap / complete - genuinely funny, cute, and entertaining. the perfect read for a laugh!

Inside Jokes by The_PastelVoid In which the puppets are waiting for Sally and discover that Wally apparently has a contagious laugh when Barnaby tells what is called an "inside joke". 2k / oneshot / complete - pure fluff and laughs <3

Goodnight, Wally! by PastelDemon ... But what would happen if, one day, without any warning, Wally suddenly could sleep just like everyone else? 19.5k / oneshot / complete - very sweet with a sprinkling of angst, and an entertaining take on what a new-to-sleep Wally might be like

Welcome Home: Fantasy AU by ImaginatorOfThings What would happen if we took our lovable cast of puppets, and put them into a Fantasy alternate universe? 28k / series / complete - a VERY fun fantasy au with a fascinating twist. it made me tear up, it made me feel some dread, it made me smile! what more could we ask for <3

#be kind to the ones that are a touch ooc a lot was written Before the big updates #but i wouldnt rec something thats distractingly ooc. bc i wouldnt read it <3 #ive read most fics in the tag but these are the bookmark-worthy ones i found (imo ofc) #god but the first three by the same author. THIS GUY GETS IT. #the way they write barnaby & wally (separately And together) is just. hnggggggg its so good.... #there's not a lot here but i promise its all a fun time <3 #tho maybe. dont read the second one if youre already having a bad day lmfao #when i said heartbreaking i Meant it. i got a little choked up. that shit HURTED <3 #welcome home puppet show #welcome home #every day i rattle the tag and Almost every day nothing new / nothing i wanna read falls out #Which Is Fine. i miss reading fic but Man I'll Take What I Can Get. #and when the fics are good? oh BABEY theyre good....

[asbestos-11]

matchy matchy

#hsr #dr ratio #aventurine #aventio #draw tag #teehee they're such silly gooses >3< #u decide if it's ooc or in character but i just know that they are so soft to me #someday i'll make angsty aventio but that day is not today and it probably won't be coming for a long time ^^ #silly goose egg signing out to go honk mimimi

[poorlydrawngatekeeper]

... So as to not amasseth any questions along the lines of "Wherefore didst thine Tumblr Blogge cometh about?", I ask ye, co-workers, ...Toons, all which find mine Tumblr Blogge and think to thineselves, "Truly, she has lost her marbles with the advent of one such Blogge!", know ye have the ability to simply... turneth away. That all being said, do be advised! Mine Blogge is neithereth a Playgrounde, nor a space that which wouldst be closedeth off for none to explore. Simply leave questions for me, and I shall see to its response. Or deletion. Depending. I do request politeness in such queries, but it does happen to be the Interwebbes...

#toontown corporate clash #ttcc #ttcc gatekeeper #holly grayelle #all aboard the trolley we got like everyone twice over now #i'll be talking ooc in the tags btw. send asks and stuff i'll try to get to it sooner than later #not a comic. or ask blog. or rp blog. but some secret fourth thing that takes aspects from all of them #don't write elizabethan english btw it's insane #fwiw i'm unaffiliated with clash. just a silly funny fan blog

[petals-and-ink]

Oh Vanilla Orchid, your eyes betray your very smile

What are you if not a serene being?

Are you truthly who you appear to be?

Or are you just a being sinking into it's own regret and shame, unknowingly dooming itself to a constant pain lurking just around the corner?

Do I you shield my your soul away, wishing for it all to leave my your mind someday?

Or is it a self inflicted punishment against what I you abandoned?

Is this truthly how I you wish to live?

Should I you speak up and tell the truth I you claim to be oh so important?

No

How could I risk loosing and hurting the ones I care for the most again?

After my failure, what would it do? How would it even turn out?

I can't live another tragedy, I can't fail everyone all over again, what would the two even feel if they were here?

Gods, they would be so devastated..

I must keep this to myself, it would be only fair wouldn't it? No one will get hurt if I keep quiet for now, after all.

I'm guilty of not reaching them in time, and this is my price to pay.

#mun note: back on that cryptic lore crumbs grind 🔥🔥 #decided to render something with vanilla orchid this time #missed doing so way too much ngl #Ps: two more things before I stop rambling in tags-- #firstly: this is not situated in the chrono events but the information is still valid and present there #secondly: I've decided to go with more “visual” clues instead of morse code this time around (Also bc of the pain that is translating it) #storybook!au #cookie run au #cookie run kingdom #storybook!vanilla orchid cookie #ooc post #pure vanilla cookie #crk au #digital art #i'll get back to finish the remaining two asks in my inbox soon but for now silly art hour!!!/silly

[the-arbiter-general]

Oh, Jing Yuan! A question: the little finches... sparrows??? Whatever they are... how do you like their company? They seem to like you very much and feel safe enough to shelter in your hair. I don't know what the Xianzhou may think about it but I'd say that a high sign of trust, which if little small creatures like them feel safe with you, I think that is undoubtedly a sign that you are a good person.

(Ooc: HI ERU ALSO SCREAMS BECAUSE OMG BEST JING YUAN AAAAA HE IS MY FAVORITE AND BIG COMFORT CHARACTER AND ALSO MY CHOSEN HUSBANDO SO FINDING BEING DIRECTED TO YOUR ACCOUNT WAS DAY MADE)

“Those little, harmless critters that flock me at specific times of the days?” He finds himself chuckling fondly at the memories of peace, but he finds his gaze towards yours, the softness remaining on his features, but his eyes were calculating to the comment of him being someone of decent, if not, high praise.

A good person, she says. He remains silent, but the corners of his lips rise into an expression of warmth. “You flatter me, you do, however,” his eyes averts from yours, towards the scenery of the Ambrosial Arbor tree, his gaze distant, and reminiscing.

“Had it not for my status as the beholder of the Reignbow Arbiter's wishes, had it not been for my fierceness in strategy that led me to a high position, had it not for this title, this life,”

He pauses, looking over his shoulder, his former expression shifting into a somber smile. “I would've been able to accept your statements to the fullest, with great gratitude,”

“But know,” he turns around to your direction, fully, a calculative and authorative look looms over his features. “That those little, fleeting birds, have no clue as to what I have done, nor they will ever find out what I currently do.”

“Good, you describe me,” his face falls, down to his desk, his expression softening, saddening, casting shadow over the table. “Long overdue, is what I would describe myself.”

His head perks up, in realization to his rambling, and the additional added air of sorrow, thickly unpleasant. “Forgive me and my ramblings,” he sighs, giving you a forced smile, with one hand up and covering half of his face.

“How unsightly of the Arbiter General, truly.”

#[ ✧ ] — Hourly Leisures #ooc below tags. #honkai star rail rp #hsr rp #jing yuan rp #jing yuan #jing yuan roleplay blog #jing yuan rp blog #honkai star rail roleplay #jing yuan x reader #[ ✧ ] — ooc ; eru is interrupting #Please. This is truly flattering but I wouldn't say the best. I discourage your compliments but I'll still give you my appreciation anyways. #Also Jing Yuan's fluent in yappanese and trauma. Apologies for such a long response. (But I also found it to be quite fitting)

[deadn30n]

miiiiiight do a bit of a follower cleanup, if u wanna stay just lmk

#« ooc tag. » #it's nothing personal i prommy #there's just a lot of people i follow that don't interact #dash seems a little dead too #i'll just sb people that don't seem interested i rarely hardblock unless ur a weenie #but none of you are LOL

[ligtyear]

i pick up my pencil after WEEKS - if not months, i can't remember - and the braintrot is showing <3

#🏎️ ─── ▄▀▄▀▄ 𝟵𝟱 ⭒|| ooc #maybe i'll need an art tag after all

[i-am-emmet-real]

//UPDATE: THE LINKS AND POSTER ARE DEACTIVATED. (The images still exist, and could potentially be reposted, for now they are not)

//This is a PSA for a post that's been going around. I'll probably delete this later and this is the only thing I will say about it.

//so it's come to light that one of the popular Submas artists is a blanksh//pper. Listen, I'm not going to make a big deal about ships and stuff as I literally do not fucking care but I'm making this because there's a post going around that has links on it to the artwork. It is incredibly NSFW and I beg of you, for your sanity DON'T CLICK ON THEM. I don't know the whole story and I try to keep away from drama in general. Please don't give people hate, I don't want to get involved with this shit, I'm only making this so no one else has to see it.

Thank you, have a good day.

-Mod Pluto

#//ooc #//i'll probably delete this later #// rant #submas #ask to tag #//just saying. Likes don't do anything on this platform. Reblog this so other people can be warned please

[osoreruna]

+ inbox call

like and i'll send some memes your way !

#𝗦𝗠𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗠𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 + [ OOC ] #bonus points if you comment / send me / have your meme tag link somewhere on your blog — #but i'm typically pretty good at finding them if not so no worries. #i lied about not having anything to do yesterday. #i forgot i had 200 lbs of laundry that needed to be done. #but TODAY #today we will see what i can get done around here. #i am also in the process of getting my place ready to host friends next week. have some people flying in so i'll be on and off for a bit #BUT I MISS U GUYS AND I WANT INTERACTION AND I REALLY ENJOY BLOWING UP YOUR INBOXES — #i wanna give y'all something to work on while i work through this lil funk

[piningprecussionist]

Kim. It is dangerous on your next adventure.

Take weevil. It can't fight, but it's a very good listener.

Uh... thanks....?

*The weevil moves in her hand, and Kim's expression becomes briefly strained.*

(Please stop moving...)

#ooc: this little guy was fine but for future reference. mod has a Thing about a lot of bugs :') #ooc: Kim doesn't though. or not as bad? she'd prefer they weren't on her. hence the additional bit #ooc: she will keep them though #ooc: now.. how did I do tags like this before? #*WEEVIL was added to Kim Pine's inventory!* #ooc: close enough probably #pine.txt #asks #rp #kim pine #sp comic #spvtwtg #spto #spvtw #glitterminionking12 #art #fanart #spto fanart #scott pilgrim comic fanart #spvtw fanart #spto kim #spvtw kim #scott pilgrim kim #bug cw #ooc: it's dawning on me that an art response tag might have been smart... damn #ooc: next time i use the mass post editor maybe I'll add it #not in standard continuity

[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

[physically-dead-spring]

Waking up after deactivation was a slow process that, unless you knew what to look for, could go unnoticed. Unfortunately the two that knew what to look for were either facing away or Mal.

First thing that always started was the breathing movements. Or at least, the first thing that could be seen. Other internal things likely started before this, but it wasn't like anyone could really tell and Spring herself was never awake for it.

Small fidgety actions were the next visible change, making it seem much more like she was just asleep rather than dead for a second time.

But truthfully, Spring had been awake and aware for a bit now, just listening to the conversation around her. Waiting for a funny time to interject.

And she finally found it. "Couldn't agree more." She muses with a grin, finally opening her eyes. "Watching arrogant idiots get shown up is always free entertainment."

"About time you woke up." Mal grouses.

"I'm going to put you in a zip file." Spring points at him.

Mal gasps in mock horror. "You wouldn't dare!"

(@emotionally-helpful-illusionist)

#sprung the spring trap #fnaf au #fnaf x tf2 au #glitching code #ooc: I'm not tagging Shifty's blog bc it feels redundant yk? #ooc: I'm gonna let you respond next since either way I'll be rbing from myself #ooc: Also Spring literally woke up and chose violence lmao

[askcapital]

askcapital's 777 follower giveaway!

I am just happy that I caught this number, so... here we go!

We'll keep it sweet and simple!

Rules:

followers only!

reblog for 1 entry (you can reblog to a sideblog, just put in the tags where you're following me from)

comment your favorite pokemon of your favorite type for 1 other entry

likes DO NOT COUNT as entries this time around!

I'll only draw Pokémon as a reward, and sfw content only, so please keep that in mind before participating

I'll draw gijinkas too as long as they're Pokémon-related

rules might be added as time goes on, to clarify/restrict certain variables!

Prizes:

First place: fullbody of their chosen OC/Pokemon OR a custom design!

Second place: bust of their chosen OC/Pokemon!

Third place: icon of their chosen OC/Pokemon!

Deadline is April 5th!

cos I wanna give people plenty of time to enter~ and also April 5th is just a nice date :P

#not tagging this one cos I want people to see and participate~ #I'll tag all other signal boosts though #thank you so much for following me and my silly blog though! :D #I'm glad people like my stuff and like Capital as well <3 #ooc tag #777 followers

[kaiserouo]

Maybe Houndy misses Cayde a little bit too much.

#jsyk i only watched the first the final shape teaser #but i don't think bungie actually defined this mechanism as of now #considering everyone is hyped about cayde's revival #well maybe i'll just tag #ooc #apex bloodhound #destiny titan #destiny 2 titan #destiny ghost #destiny 2 ghost #destiny 2 #destiny 2 art #destiny 2 fanart #my art