#I AM SCREAMING FOREVER

[aherdofbees]

[nightmareonpeachstreet]

THAT’S MY FUCKING ARCHON!!!!!!

[shrub-rose]

[sotc]

Thank you to the absolutely INCREDIBLE @theesteppenwolf for taking on my commission of my warden, Milana Tabris and Zevran!

It's been a while since I've been able to treat myself to a comm and with having finished origins for the first time last month, these two have been on my mind A LOT!! This perfectly captures their little cute and flirty dynamic and I'm so so happy. 😻🫶

[gatoiberico]

parfait pals

[wistfulwatcher]

EMILY & HOTCH DANCING in 7.24 RUN

[sherlockig]

ahhh thank you!! this is so sweet ily <3333

ANOTHER LOVELY LETTER FOR SHERLOCKIG!!!! Alexz, truly, where would we be without you? I'll just be doing the scrolly scroll on my dash and I'll be blessed with picture after picture beautifully edited by you. My eyes are blessed. My soul is blessed. My dash is blessed. My [redacted] is blessed. Thank you. Hero.

Hi @sherlockig! You've received a lovely letter. 💌

[latenightsundayblues]

I imagine their banter and bickering in the process of killing someone would deal greater psychological damage than the torturing itself

[aivic-bleps]

This ENDED me on sight

(Qiao Ling I’m single ahahaha,,,)

[rainofthetwilight]

FINN. FINN. I AM NOT FUCKING OKAY IM LITERALLY STIMMMING RHRHFBGNJAJSNFHJSSN I AM RUNNI G ACROSS THE OCEAN TO SHAKE U RN

I AM NOT LYING WHEN I TELL YOU I HAD TO TAKE MY GLASSES OFF FOR A MOMENT FROM MY LAUGHTER HRHRHGHFF I FUCKIMG SCREAME WHEN I SAW THIS I SMILED SO MFUCKING HARD

I LOVE THIS LIKE SO FUCKING MUCH AAAAHHRHRHGHRHFHFHRHHFNF THE KIDS THE KIDE THE KIDS THE KIDS

IM THAT PERSON WHO ABSOLUTELY CANNOT STOP MOVING WHEN THEYRE HAPPY RAHHHSHVHDHS

I AM IN INLOVE WITH EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THESE AAHSJSJAJDJSKS

BRO THE ETHAN BEING TO PRECIOUS ONE IS SO TRUE??? EVEN I, THE LITERAL CREATOR OF HIM CANT HANDLE TORTURING HIM SO MUCH HE'S A LITTLE GUY YOUR HONOR BROO

JENNA SEEING QUIN AND FINN HAVING NYA THEIR ENTIRE LIFE 😭😭 THIS IS WHEN I COULDNT STOP LAUGHING HOLY SHIT LMAO

AH YES. THE BROTHERS. THEY ARE THE BROTHERS EVER YOUR HONOR

TESSA 😭😭😭 SHE CANNOT ESCAPE THE PRISON SHE CALLS 'KAIDA AND JENNA FIGHTING EVERY TWO FUCKING SECONDS'

KAIDA OH MY GOD SHE'LL BE BULLYING JAY SO MUCH FROM THAT. SHE'LL TAKE BACK EVERY MOMENT SHE TOLD HIM HOW HE WAS A NO BITCHES MAGNET

USUAL CHAOS IM OBSESSRD NRNFNGNF NOAH AND TESSA ARE JUST TRYING TO COOK 😭

KAIDA WOULD. SHE ABSOLUTELY WOULD. THEY HAVE TO SHARE WITH JENNA'S ROOM AND BOTH OF THEM ARE IN ABSOLUTE DISAGREEMENT LMAO

jenna, seeing so many new siblings that appeared out of nowhere: *pulls ethan close* you aint going anywhere

QUINN IM CRYING YESYEYEYEYEYYSEYEYSY

okay but like, can jay take me out with them for ice cream too??? I beg 🙏🙏🙏

nya has to bring in the fucking pans and pots just to wake these damn kids up IM CRYING

IM STARING AT THESE FORVER FINN RHAHSJHFHJAJS THANK YOUJMD HDJSJALLA

NOW IF YOU EXCUSE ME I WILL GO SQUIRM LIKE CRAZY FOR THESE NEXT FEWE HOURS THANKS TO THIS AND REN'S POST

DAD JAY AU MEMES #1

@weekend-whip @rainofthetwilight @taddymason we have created a wonderful thing

[were-changing-cake-vaults]

Doc is really, really, really tired of getting dragged into things.

That’s the problem with this server: he tries to do his own thing, but people cannot leave him alone. No matter what he does to deter them, whether that be harmless threat or psychological warfare, they always come back to dance on his metaphorical lawn. Or actual lawn. Or precious one-of-a-kind bush.

And at this point, he thought he had gotten used to all the shenanigans. He doesn’t want to be the grumpy old man amongst his friends and colleagues, so Doc tries to laugh it off, not take it so seriously. Occasionally, he’ll even join in on the jokes and put a little extra pizzazz into his mannerisms. Doc has his limits, of course, everyone does, but he’s been working on pushing those limits further for the past while.

So when Beef makes the joke about Big Salmon on day one, he joins in on it for the moment. It’s a good joke, really. It gets a hearty laugh out of him more than once. The joke is made, people laugh, Doc is included, he moves on and goes back to doing his own thing.

Honestly, he doesn’t even remember what he said. The joke should’ve been a one-and-done, forgotten after a week’s time. Whatever he said should’ve been inconsequential. Should be. Beef’s not one to drag out a bit for that long, usually, but here he is, dressed as a salmon and saying he got emails from a fish. Doc is utterly clueless throughout most of it- he doesn’t even understand what constituted him getting dragged in this time. And the way Beef and Skizz are talking is scaring him, just a little bit. Skizz is too aggressive, Beef is laying down the charmspeak, and both of their eyes are glossy and strange. There’s a hollow echo in the room.

But Doc, absurd as this is, plays along. Watches as one of his villagers gets killed. Lets nervous laughter through as he’s given 10 salmon heads, and leaves. When he gets back to his base out in the middle of nowhere, he realizes that these aren’t normal salmon heads, they’re worse: deformed, many-eyed, slimy and reeking of rot. And while this isn’t the strangest thing Doc has seen, as far as he knows, Beef isn’t one for game-breaking like he is. The deformities on the heads don’t even look player made. Whatever this is, it’s bizaarre, and it’s not something Doc wants to be involved in.

Then the whispers start.

He doesn’t do what he’s asked—build a shrine for whatever Big Salmon is—initially. He lets it be for a bit, shrugs it off, and keeps building. But it’s hard to focus when you can’t sleep—in his dreams he’s drowning, sinking deeper and deeper, sea life surrounding him and screaming and he’s screaming too as a pair of eyes stare him down—and when you can’t get a moment of quiet. He keeps hearing that damn slapping sound and little nothings about shrine schematics, block pallets, glorious statues. The air starts reeking of rot, far more than a swamp should. Strange slime crawls up the scaffolding that he keeps slipping on.

And this is why Doc is tired: Big Salmon is not his first rodeo. This isn’t the first time something has grabbed hold of his soul and tried to puppeteer it to his own demise. This isn’t even the scariest thing he’s come across- he still dreams of watching himself rip his own arm off. He knows gods and entities like he knows redstone, all the intricacies of magic that weave through the universe. They want to be satisfied, satiated. Doc will not give whatever Big Salmon is that satisfaction, not for long.

So he puts up with the rot, the slime, the dreams. Keeps the salmon heads, perpetually grotesque, in a chest where he can see them. Gives them a minuscule in: blueprints are crafted of the shrine he is meant to build, dying leaves are placed and waterlogged, copper is bent and formed into a worthless statue. The sky is cloudy. The sky has been cloudy all week, swamp air thick with the smell of rotting fish. He gives Beef a call, tells him to bring Skizz along.

When what should be Doc’s friend arrives, he is more fish than man. The tinnitus-like whisper of the thing trying to get him reaches a roar as he gives Beef a look over- there is no telling where the suit ends and the skin begins, all scaled, slimy and opalescent. Skizz, on the contrary, is looking relatively normal; the only strange thing about him are his glazed over eyes. Something about that makes Doc queasy about his plan, but he swallows the bile rising in his throat and steels himself, forces himself to be calm. This is not his first rodeo.

Doc’s faked smile doesn’t fail him as he leads Beef and Skizz to the statue. It doesn’t fail him as he hands the last rotting head to Beef for him to place, on top of an over-polished button. His grin only widens as Skizz counts down his boss pressing the button.

With a single button press, the voices that have taken residence in Doc’s head are wiped out, as are Skizz and Beef: bloody…fish…bits fly high into the sky when they fall into the exploding trap. There is a deafening boom, and then there is Doc, unscathed, laughing wickedly, organic eye sparkling with mania. Gods never win against him. There is no winning against the goat.

And finally, with the threat of Big Salmon defeated, Doc can finally rest. After all, he is incredibly tired.

[thelastharbinger]

*I’m sighing*

*takes a long, deep breath* So yeah this is Tenoch excitedly squealing “It’s today!” with flailing arms and I’m doing totally fine, thanks for asking.

[heshemejoshi]

back again

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

when you mentioned in your tags that there was hardly any laughingstock i didn't believe you at first, but holy shit ur right. YOU AND @krasytoonz MADE ME INTO A LAUGHINGSTOCK BELIEVER. I WILL PAY TRIBUTE TO THESE SKRUNGLY FUCKERS SOON, MARK MY WORDS *shakes fist into the void*

no yeah Seriously though its just us out here, fighting for our lives in the fucking Trenches. in ten years someone is gonna use the word 'laughingstock' casually in conversation and im gonna have War Flashbacks

[marclef]

today's a special day.... in celebration of my 800 Follower milestone, i've decided to finally share some writing with everyone! i've... never been brave enough to share my writing online, besides a few very close friends, so i do hope you enjoy it!

but, it's a little backstory stuff with Peppino, Fake Peppino, and Eyhm! a Chef and a Kitten's first meeting with a strange creature... i hope everything goes well...

(i am nowhere near brave enough to ever make an ao3 account... a Google Drive link will have to do 😅

and some EXCEPTIONAL art the wonderful @pizzabox-box made based on it!!! (and if you aren't already following them, you need to do so NOW!!! 👇)

[cheese-water]

I just wanna say, after the whole Forever debacle, this is another instance of Tubbo having weirdly accurate hunches. Not talking the donowall stuff but about his perception towards the N.I.N.H.O and Forever himself.

There’s a reason why he hasn’t set up Sunny’s N.I.N.H.O room yet. Even after being gifted one by Forever. Just a small joke said in response to Forever explaining how eggs and their parents can double reinforce their rooms so that even he couldn’t access them.

“Alright. Well as long as you don’t go crazy again, I’m not fussed.”

Tubbo then not only places Sunny’s warp plate out in the open but also pulls Sunny aside to reassure her that they will create their own safety precautions outside of the N.I.N.H.O. How that he’s found ways with newer mods to make a better safety system that he will use on his own.

Like at first, I wanted him to make improvements on the already existing N.I.N.H.O to protect more eggs. But now, thank GOD he didn’t.