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the early lmanberg brainrot is real and it refuses to leave me
It was in the Camarvan that Wilbur had held Fundy in his arms for the first time and whispered promises to the new-born, tear tracks fresh on his face.
It was in the Camarvan that Tommy had looked at him, with wide eyes and mouth agape, finally sinking in that this was Wilbur's son.
It was in the Camarvan that Tubbo learned how to tie diapers, until it had become ingrained in his brain. Tubbo would forget about it until later, when another child walked into his life.
It was here that Eret would ruffle his hair, talking fondly to him even when Fundy was sure he had done everything wrong.
It was in the Camarvan that Lmanberg and Fundy's childhood had started, and though Fundy's childhood had been mere months, it was with the Camarvan's destruction, that Fundy's childhood ended
I have a headcanon that when Michael grows up, he becomes a history nerd and is always asking others about wars and other things.
Imagine him asking Eret about Lmanberg, and being very grumpy with him for a day after learning about the betrayal.
And he really wants to ask Tommy, but Tubbo's warned him to not go around opening old scars.
And imagine him asking Techno about Pogtopia, imagine Techno not really wanting to, but taking one look at Michael's big eye and giving in.
Imagine that journal filling with stories of the past, imagine Tommy leaving bits and pieces of the more peaceful parts, imagine Tubbo doodling the lmanberg flag in the corner. Imagine Michael with this book filled with memories, some painful, some good. But memories nevertheless.
tntduo pride week 2022 - day 5: first kiss
Election era tntduo go brrrr
I'm a little late, but I'll try to post art for day 6 in a few hours
Space Tommy ๐
I wanted to draw c!tommyinnit in honor of his finale, since he has been my favorite character and I somehow hadnโt drawn fanart of him (other than for the danger dsmp au). I had the idea for him to be floating in space, which eventually ended up with a constellation version as well โจ
In the constellation, I added the discs and the compass, as well as stars that line up with the lโmanberg flag and are meant to represent his three deaths ๐ก๏ธ๐น๐ฅ
Iโm really happy with this design for him and how this turned out! c!tommyinnit my shining star, you deserved so much better ๐
The leader of the Fabulous Four from my Danger DSMP au: Wilderness Soot!
Wilbur (given this nickname by a young Tommy) is the most inspirational and pyrotechnical member of the fabulous four. The son of The Crow Father, he was born and raised in the desert that surrounds Battery City. Wilbur adopted Techno Blade as his older brother, and the two became an incredible duo at fighting the forces of the city - Techno with his combat skills and Wilbur with his explosives! ๐ฅ
It was Wilbur who found Tommy and took him in, taking care of the child with the help of the rest of the fabulous four, and becoming his closest friend. He hopes that one day, the killjoys will be able to defeat the tyrannical leadership of Battery City and create a new country, which he calls LโManburg ๐
I had a lot of fun with Wilburโs design (based on his lโmanburg outfit!) and Iโm really proud of how it turned out, though I had a lot of trouble coming up with a name lol
MCR songs for this character: Na Na Na (Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na), Our Lady of Sorrows, The World is Ugly ๐ถ
๐ถOur little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate mammy's hero
Mourning in the aerodrome
The weather warmer, he is colder
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier๐ถ
๐ถBut he didn't have the money for a guitar
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a politician)
But he never had a proper education
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a father)
But he never even made it to his twenties
What a waste
Army dreamers
Oh, what a waste of
Army (army) dreamers (dreamers)๐ถ
๐ถOur little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate mammy's hero
Mourning in the aerodrome
The weather warmer, he is colder
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier๐ถ
๐ถBut he didn't have the money for a guitar
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a politician)
But he never had a proper education
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a father)
But he never even made it to his twenties
What a waste
Army dreamers
Oh, what a waste of
Army (army) dreamers (dreamers)๐ถ
๐ถOur little army boy
Is coming home from B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To decorate mammy's hero
Mourning in the aerodrome
The weather warmer, he is colder
Four men in uniform
To carry home my little soldier๐ถ
๐ถBut he didn't have the money for a guitar
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a politician)
But he never had a proper education
(What could he do?)
(Should have been a father)
But he never even made it to his twenties
What a waste
Army dreamers
Oh, what a waste of
Army (army) dreamers (dreamers)๐ถ
happy 2 years
and what side do you prefer?
the good old times
The President of LโManberg.
Happy Presidentsโ Day here is my favorite president. Idk what I was doing tbh I just wanted to draw him all silly
EDIT: This was drawn before everything about Shelby came out, I am not a Wilbur supporter.
Pogtopia feels more haunted than a blown up L'Manburg...
my favorite place on the dream smp right now is abandoned pogtopia.
it is truly the one place that has been completely frozen in time. it hasn't been touched since November 16th, and you can feel the pain of that day embedded in the walls.
it feels wrong to even go back to it. you'd have see the remnants of c!wilbur. the buttons on the walls, the messy tunnel from pogtopia to manberg, the old potato farm, the pit, the spiral staircase used to even reach it. the chests and bed are still sitting at its entrance, almost completely untouched. the entire place essentially documents c!wilbur's descent into paranoia and mental decline, with c!tommy being a witness and a victim to all of it.
and yet, when people do revisit, they don't stay for long. it just feels so haunting. as if you shouldn't go back to it. you shouldn't be there, and the ambiance of the place let's you know that.
๐๐ข๐ฌ๐ญ๐๐ง๐๐ (๐๐ข๐ฅ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐๐จ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฑ ๐!๐๐๐๐๐๐ซ)
๐ณ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ข๐๐๐๐๐.
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๐๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ข๐ธ๐ฌ๐ธ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ, ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด. "๐๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ."
๐๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฅ, ๐ง๐ญ๐ถ๐ง๐ง๐บ ๐ฃ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ช๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ. ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ณ๐ช๐จ๐ช๐ฅ ๐ข๐ช๐ณ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฎ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ๐ฅ. "๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ."
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Welcome to my new Wilbur x M!Reader story! (<-Link)
Originally the hope had been to format it for both Tumblr and Wattpad but the way Tumblr works doesn't suit both the format and potential length so it'd staying on Wattpad for now. The hope is to post chapter links here for you all to read for now and then figure out a way to post on both sites.
Note: This story is something I've been working on for a bit and does not yet have an update schedule. One-shots will still be coming out and requests are still accepted.
Until next time,
[L0v3, k1ng]
Perfect Family โค
(They/Them Pronouns)
(Realistic dsmp)
(1000+ Words)
Description: You start missing your fiance, Dream, so you pack up and start travelling to his SMP. You and Milo, your cat, meet him and a few extra people on a wooden path.
[Read the rest under the cut]
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"Hey," Dream grinned at you, beautiful green eyes staring down at your face. They dragged down, lower, smirking at the marks he left on you.
"Hey," You laughed, wrapping a leg around his waist and tugging him down. Dream fell on you, crushing you into an odd sort of hug.
He pressed a kiss to your cheek, relaxing with a soft breath.
It was nice, to just be there with Dream. Managing his world left him little time to do anything with you.
"I wish you were home like this more often," You sigh, cradling your green-clad lover in your arms. He caressed your cheek, gently tracing a small scar. He whispers, "So do I."
But that conversation ended there like it had every other time you had it. Two sentences in and a broken heart.
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Dream had hardly been home the last few weeks. Busy with the ever chaotic SMP he ran. There were houses to build, people to keep in check. Your fiance had more important things to do, apparently.
So, you found a cat. A beautiful calico cat. Admittedly, it was more like the cat found you.
Wandering through the forest, bounding straight for you. It circled your legs a few times, almost tripping you before they mewed happily. Ever since Milo has been with you.
And Milo has been amazing. So sweet and gentle. Offering cuddles almost constantly. But you still miss Dream.
Which is why you now have to deal with Milo attempting to hide in your backpack, the one thing you're taking with you to find Dream.
"Milo, no." You warn, picking him up and setting him on the floor again. Milo mewls sadly and curls around your feet. You didn't have enough space in your backpack to carry him and it likely wouldn't be comfortable either.
But maybe...?
Frowning at your own weak will, you pick up Milo and set him on top of your things. Definitely not comfortable... maybe you would just carry him.
Milo meowed happily though and so you let him be for now
That cat had you wrapped around his paws, you swear.
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It took forever to get to where everything happened. Dream had been so paranoid that he made you two live ten thousand blocks away. Countless mountains and rivers, long stretches of plains, and snowy hills that went on for miles.
You crossed it all.
And in the end, you found him. Your beautiful, loving fiance, walking down an old, slightly broken wood path.
"Dream!" You called out, rushing over. Colliding into the green man, you almost knocked him to the ground.
"Y/N?" Dream laughed, wrapping his arms around your waist. Softly, he thumbed a finger over your shirt. "What are you doing here?"
Grinning, you pulled the mask away. You got on the tips of your toes and kissed him. It wasn't an answer, but you've gone so long without him that you deserved some kisses.
When you pulled away, you rested your head on his shoulder. "I-, uh, I missed you."
"Oh," Dream's face was soft when he pulled away. Gently, he muttered back. "I missed you too."
Giggling, you pulled him down for another kiss. It was softer than your other kiss, sweeter. You leaned closer, not wanting to stop.
Dream pressed a hand to your back, deepening the kiss. You both missed this, it seems.
"What the hell?" Someone shouted, shrill and horrified.
Pulling away, your eyes met a young teenager who stumbled back into an older man. The dyed blonde next to them shifted uncomfortably when you looked at them.
"Tommy," Dream said, emotionless. Your brows furrowed and you pulled away from Dreams arms. "What are you doing here?"
"We were heading to Tommy's embassy and then we caught you smooching with some random stranger," The older man said, eyeing you curiously. It was unnerving. Like they were trying to disect exactly what you meant to Dream. "Who are you?"
"I'm Y/N. His fiance." You said. Glancing between Dream and the group of odd people. "Who are you?"
"They're nuisances," Dream gripped his diamond sword tightly. "And they shouldn't even be stepping foot on this side of the SMP."
"Dream," You grabbed the arm holding the weapon, gently lowering it. "They're not violent. You're picking a fight for no reason."
Dream looked at you, his eyes softening up. Glancing back at the men, who were watching you warily. Almost as if you were silly for attempting to calm your fiance. Your fiance sighed, gently brushing away hair from your eyes.
He pulled away quickly, focusing back on the group. "Wilbur, you're lucky that Y/N is here. I'll let you go today."
The British man nodded, pushing Tommy forward and sparing the other a quick look. They passed by quickly, but they looked at you like you had stopped the apocalypse.
"Thank you," You softly told Dream, picking up his hand and pressing a quick kiss to the palm.
Dream sighed, more tired than they had been earlier. "I'm sorry I got so worked up. Those people are just-, they've been causing problems in the SMP."
"It's okay. Just don't go picking fights when I'm here. I don't like seeing you get hurt."
Dream smiled at you, gently placing a kiss on your forehead. Before you could pull him down for a real kiss, Milo meowed.
"What was-?"
"Oh!" You exclaimed. Pulling away, you took your backpack off quickly and gently set it on the ground. Milo jumped out, circling your legs before going up to Dream. "This is Milo."
Milo meowed at Dream. Dream blinked before he sighed. Kneeling down, Dream gently reached out a hand. Slowly, Milo pressed his head into their palm.
"Aww," You cooed, kneeling down beside Dream. It was wonderful that you got to be here with him. You loved seeing the way his eyes glittered with gold in the sunlight and the pretty way his freckles popped out when he blushed.
Milo curled between the two of you. It was your own perfect family.
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[Dark undertones? In my fanfiction? Never.]
[Milo is best boi btw. Also, this was supposed to be way more angsty. Like, reader sees Dream beating up Tommy in Exile and dumps his ass angst.]
[Next one is a Fundy one and then another Dream post.]
[-L0v3, k1ng]
It was never meant to be
have a nice November 16th, o7
c!Wilbur analysis/rant :))
Itโs easy to write c!wilbur off as power-hungry and manipulative, but itโs all a matter of perspective.
(For simplicityโs sake, when I say โWilburโ just assume Iโm talking abt the character unless I say otherwise) (also, this is my perception of the character and may not be entirely accurate) (also this is really long Iโm sorry)
So honestly Iโm fairly sure the paranoia started at the very first war of Lโmanburg. Even prior to that, Wilbur was clearly stressed about conflict (mostly due to Tommyโs recklessness) and even just presidency in general. But especially when the conflicts built into a war, Wilbur had a large fear of appearing vulnerable (to his people and to Dream). He was afraid of being perceived as weak and being taken advantage of as a result. (keep in mind they also experienced a brutal betrayal amidst all of this, so naturally heโs afraid that his control is slipping). But basically his goal was to provide Lโmanburg with a respectable leader to make sure Dream doesnโt see their weakness as an opening.
So when it came to the election, Iโd say he rigged it out of desperation more than anything. The desperation to maintain control over the decisions Lโmanburg makes because heโs afraid of leaving it up to anyone else (naturally). This meant that when Schlatt was suddenly the one in control, he was immediately terrified that he could no longer influence anything important such as the tides of war. And literally not even ten minutes later, it got worse. Suddenly, he had no power at all, as he was now driven out of the only place he had ever felt safe.
During exile, one of his biggest nightmares came true. He was vulnerable. Exposed. Physically and mentally. And at this point, it was obvious that his paranoia spiked. At this point, the pressure of trying to be a hero had weighed on him so much that he was practically forced into the role of the villain.
This fear continues through the entire Pogtopia era, as heโs still got himself convinced that he has no power over anything (hence his lack of action during the execution at the Manburg festival). Getting the tnt from Dream was, once again, a desperate action. By allowing Dream to use/treat him as a vassal, he really just wants a reason to be important again. To be useful, like he no longer can in (Lโ)Manburg. Keep in mind there was also the additional pressure of leading a rebellion, and balancing that with trying to provide for Dream.
When he destroyed Lโmanburg, it was more out of frustration and exhaustion rather than hatred. He said โif I canโt have this no one can, Philโ, implying that heโs tired of everything being taken from him. He also says that โthere was a special placeโ, which probably means that heโs afraid of Lโmanburg affecting people the way it affected him.
He also could have done it out of the overwhelming need to feel important. By making such an impact on the server, he can maintain what little remnants of power he has left. Due to exhaustion, he wanted to die, but at the very least he wanted his story to live on, and at this point heโd do anything to make it happen (once again, desperation). His death wasnโt one of escape, it was one of release. He didnโt do it to run away from consequences, though he was obviously oblivious to what heโd have to go through in limbo. You can also tell because as heโs stood at the button, when Phil arrives, thereโs clear stress in his voice, not at being caught, but at the fact that for the 8/9th time, he canโt help himself like he so desperately wants to do. However, when that stress dies down and he realises that he can still do it, thereโs nothing but pure relief and resolution in his voice. Heโs glad that, for the first time in his life, he finally has a symphony that he can finish.
Then limbo happens, and bam, Revivebur. Now he hasnโt been around nearly as long, so thereโs not much to say, but anyway. About the manipulation thing, again, itโs all about control. His fear of not having and power over anything obviously carried over into the afterlife. Itโs really just the whole concept (which could be considered as a sentence mechanism) of gaining control over others before they can control you. Of course this doesnโt entirely justify outright manipulating people, but it gives you a better idea of why he might be doing it rather than โheโs evil and wants nothing but power over everyoneโ. You can also tell by how much he enjoys his conflict with Quackity that heโs just excited to finally feel in control of conflict again for the first time in (most likely) years.
Or cc!Wilbur really just want to be a cool villain, who knows.
That concludes my rant that Iโve recited to myself more times than I can count. My fingers hurt. Thank you :)
I love this scene ๐ญโจ๐๐
Imagine if ghost Schlatt somehow remembers everything or at least enough to try and cause havoc and since most of L'Manburg only knows about Ghostbur they may blame him. This could somehow lead to Wilbur remembering or possibly try leaving or just something angsty.
On the other hand...
We could have ghost Schlatt and Ghostbur become friends over lost memories and happiness