#doc vc: god damn it
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❝That may be the case, but you can't discount all of the positive things science fiction has brought to mankind.❞ He may have refused to believe that science fiction was not just as motivating, if not important, as anything else, but he has dealt with the sceptic before, and nothing short of hard supporting evidence would convince them.
Unfortunately, he cannot afford to change her mind in such a way.
❝It isn't all Orwellian doom-and-gloom and a dystopian future isn't what's guaranteed to meet us at the end of that path.❞ It may be one possible permutation of mankind's future out of the ever-sprawling infinite, one strand in the cosmic web of multiverses, but he still clings to the belief that somehow, with enough time and growth, they can achieve a future more in-line with that of Star Trek.
After all, the future he's seen time-and-time again now would suggest that, at least in terms of medical and technological advancements.
Emmett fiddles with his watch, trying to curb some of the tension pulling at his shoulders. ❝That's right.❞
He'd been right about the progression of her thoughts and while fabricating some elaborate story seemed attractive in the moment, this would all catch up with him in ten years' time and the potential repercussions, not to mention extensive investigations, were the last thing either he or his family needed.
The door flying open causes Emmett to jump and that look on her partner's face sends his heart plummeting straight down into his stomach. He's seen that look reflected back at him in a mirror countless times—it can only mean—
Great Scott...
This is precisely why he wanted to avoid allowing anybody to look at the time vehicle for too long; even if they didn't understand how it worked, anybody with an interest in the sciences would be able to deduce its purpose after close enough examination. So he'd endeavoured to keep the amount of people who'd seen the time machine limited to the amount of fingers he had on a single hand—six, should he include Einstein—and set to work on the holographic emitters precisely for that purpose.
However, more unsettling than that was the fact that her partner, unlike most others, seems to wholeheartedly believe that the DeLorean is a time machine even without any proof.
This is a nightmare come true.
❝Had I invented a working time machine,❞ Emmett says, trying not to choke on his own tongue, ❝the scientific community would have been up in arms about it.❞ Or the government would've already gotten its hands on it.
The very idea sends a violent shiver down his spine.
❝I designed the car to emulate one, but time-travel is simply just not possible with our current understanding of the universe. That, unfortunately, still remains firmly grounded in the realm of science-fiction.❞
With each minute she spent in the company of this mam, the more convinced Scully became that there was something to this case. She might not agree with Mulder that there was something extra-terrestrial to all of it, but she couldn't deny that there was something strange; Emmett Brown was just too agitated to be simply a man who indulged in his love of fiction and a passion for theoretical science. She could understand a certain degree of worry that most civilians experienced when in a room such as this, particularly when the FBI was involved, but the worry in his demeanour went beyond that. The man was hiding something that was significant enough to have him completely on edge.
"In my experience the effect of science-fiction on reality is rarely beneficial," she replied with the heavy sigh of experience. If it didn't cause naivety and mistakes, then it instead prompted inhuman and immoral experiments, practised on society by an uncaring government. She doubted Dr Brown would still have his enthusiasm if he knew the things she learned over her years on the X Files.
"In the 1940s?" She repeated, looking at him with a deadpan expression. "You were employed by the government in the 1940s?" She did the math quickly in her head, making a mental note to check his files for his birth date later. If she had to guess, she'd say the man had to have been in his teens at the most in the 40s and it made his claim less than probable. Of course the decade would only serve to cement Mulder's point; the obsession with aliens in the United States had, after all, begun in 1947.
"I ask because, in my work for the FBI, I have come across vehicles, particularly aircraft, that has capabilities that shouldn't be possible. Technology that is hidden by government factions for secret projects; I imagine if you had worked on such a project and had retained technology to use for your own personal entertainment that that not only might cause the effects your car left behind, but it would also explain--"
Before she could finish, the door to the interview room opened wide, the handle knocking a little against the wall as Mulder marched in, a look of triumph on his face that only left her feeling concerned.
"He's a time-traveller, Scully," he declared firmly. "That's what the car is. I don't know how you did it," he added, turning to look at Dr Brown, "but you made a time machine, didn't you?"
"Oh, brother," Scully muttered to herself, dropping her head into her hands.
#I'M SO SORRY FOR BEING SO SLOW SOMETIMES#doc vc: god damn it#also doc: it's...a...weather experiment?#OF COURSE HE HAD TO GET THE X-FILES GANG#not just a normal cop who yeah might've been jumpy but would've let him go#after the hover conversion is the delorean still considered a *car* or does it cross the threshold into aircraft? i'm wondering about this#now since she mentioned aircraft in the reply#or maybe in the future flying cars are a classification of their own#he's not gonna believe that for a second and doc i'm sorry but you ARE going to have to spill the beans here#「 arc. * ladiesandwitches * scully / please provide a short proof of fermat's last theorem. 」#ladiesandwitches#&; i‚ doctor emmett l. brown... 「 ic 」#his face 100% screams oh fuck - he knows.
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Emmett's face noticeably brightens upon the Doctor's renewed interest in the DeLorean; while he'd been extremely excited the night of the first temporal experiment to unveil his greatest invention to Marty—who responded with the appropriate amount of shock and awe, unfortunate circumstance to follow notwithstanding—this was different.
Explaining it to Marty, who'd grasped only certain concepts at face-value and cared little for the true science behind it, would not be like breaking it down for the Doctor, a fellow time-traveller and scientist.
There's an almost childish glee in Emmett's eyes as he thinks about where to start, how to explain the DeLorean's existence from conception to creation across thirty painstakingly long years. There were moments where, as doubt began to creep in and the technology simply wasn't advanced enough to accomplish what he needed done, he'd tossed around the word impossible, frustrated by the slow progress.
❝Yes, well, getting here was no simple feat, of that I can assure you!❞
But it had all been worth it, from the exhaustion of the funds left for him to the breakthroughs in science he'd made.
With absolutely no reservations weighing down on his shoulders, the possibility is endless.
He regards the DeLorean with a sense of unwavering pride, as one might do with their own child, and returns the Doctor's grin with a degree of brilliance and enthusiasm to match.
❝As for what it runs on, I needed different power sources to power the various components of the car. Most of it is electrical, wired into the DeLorean's already existing system, with heavy modifications to the computers and power output, of course.❞
Emmett opens the passenger door to the satisfying sound of the hydraulics and leans inside, inviting the Doctor to do the same all while gesturing at the various instruments clustered around the cabin.
❝At its core, the vehicle still operates exactly as originally intended. If the time circuits aren't activated, the internal combustion engine runs on ordinary unleaded gasoline, available at any gas station around. Temporal displacement is achieved at eighty-eight miles per hour. Much of the equipment had to be altered or custom made.❞
With the way everything is wired and packed into the car, it's very obvious none of this came stock.
Emmett gestures behind the front seats to the box mounted securely in the centre of the cabin wall; the key to this entire project. ❝The time circuits and the flux capacitor, however, required much more power in order to open the wormhole through the space-time continuum. With that kind of power being impossible to achieve through normal means, and believe me, I have tried just about everything you could think of, it became clear that the power I needed could only come about through a nuclear reaction.❞
He presses his lips together in thought. ❝As it is, I'm still working on improving that aspect of the car; it must be recharged after every jump through time, but there's no limit to how far forward or back I can go.❞
@timedten, cont.
#when i said he was going to be so fucking excited i meant it i'm sorry i wrote so damn much hnnnnnn#i simply could NOT wait to throw these two nerds together fjakls;;djlf#when you DO show him the tardis doctor expect a million and one questions - him to possibly almost pass out from excitement#and very genuine enthusiasm#doc vc: how the hell did you make it so it's bigger on the inside? is this some kind of pocket dimension??#also doc - you wouldn't believe what a challenge itw as to get all the time machine components to fit in this small cabin#timedten#&; i‚ doctor emmett l. brown... 「 ic 」#&; can't keep a good scientist down 「 v. * 1985 」#we're just gonna say this is before the hover conversion and the cold fusion because i can and i am so damn attached to the delorean's#first iteration it's not even funny - not that mr fusion isn't SUPER cool and god do i love the hover conversion but#the og nuclear reactor my beloved
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bestie if there was a way to fight your sleep schedule i would do that for you >:(
oh wow yeah !!! lurking and typing in the chat is just. my entire vc experience shdklfjdsf. either that, or sitting entirely still and breathing as lightly as possible so i don't make any sound, but it still looks like i have my mic unmuted.
!!! right. "*waves goodbye like im some woman with a hat in the 1920's watching my lover leave on a boat* farewell jatp hyperfixation! may you return to me soon with many gifts including but not limited to a GODDAMN SEASON 2." FHSDKLFJLSDF I LOVE THAT. SO MUCH. that is exactly what i'm going to be thinking of if/when i ever change my pfp-
it's honestly a little scary how much some people write fhsdkljf. how??? so technically. i've published one (1) fic, for jatp. but unofficially, i have a bunch of google docs for a lot of different fandoms. i wrote stuff for jatp, tua, marvel, kotlc, and probably a lot more but i either forgot them or they're kind of embarrassing so <3 i swear though, i'm writing a marvel fic now-ish and i wILL FINISH THIS ONE. and i'm also planning a jatp x tsoa au, and then in general i'd just like to have more. substance fhsdkljf.
OH MY GOD !!!! DUDE DUDE DUDE. that sounds wonderful and the vibes !!!! incredible. "i'd definitely have a few bookshelves and i'd organize the books so they're not all vertical so they look *aesthetic* and then i'd put some lil fake plants everywhere and i'd put fairy lights EVERYWHERE" THIS!!! SO MUCH AESTHETIC. i love everything about your bedroom holy shit <3
i have never heard that motivational saying but good gOD that's stupid. jesus that's just ???? so stupid wtf.
YES YES YES YES YES !!! i love writing, i really do, and when you can just GO and write the hell out of something. even if you never publish it!! it's still just. so fun and cool.
hfsdljfskd that is certainly a list /lh. the only reason i can talk is that i never write tv shows down, i just forget them all *lip bite* (that was. something, and not a good something fjsd). !!!!! i've heard of all of those, except elementary, and they apparently are all very good! i'm going to write those down on one app and then forget where i put the list and. hence why i never watch anything lmao
i've been meaning to watch,,,, uhhhh. atypical, toh, criminal minds, finish b99. and a lot more i just can't remember them. are most of them just bc that's what my mutuals have watched? mAybe but so what- i swear i do have original ideas. sometimes. maybe.
oh damn,, idk. movies are really cool because there's more of a Vibe, and they're definitely easier for me to watch. and it's pretty incredible what people can fit into a one to two hour film. but tv shows are great for something more casual? and i feel like it's much easier to find a fandom for a show than a movie. idk. there's probably a limit, i'm just not sure what it is yet. something with over ten seasons would definitely be less appealing than something with 2 or 3. i'd say 40 min episodes, because it's easier to have a story with more time, and it hopefully wouldn't be rushed. and it feels more substantial? or less like "oh man i watched 30 episodes in one sitting jesus cHRIST".
i think a forest. the idea of being stranded in mountains feels a little scary ngl, and while there is a lot of shelter, that's also a lot of climbing. so maybe not best for survival, and i also don't know where to get food on a mountain. island sounds nice, but i think a forest would be cooler :)
if you could have any job, even if it isn't something that's an actual job (like tumblr blogger, etc) what would you choose? would YOU rather be stranded on an island, in a forest, or in the mountains? if you made a tone indicator that doesn't exist already, what would it be? do you have any pet peeves? - 🌵
hfsdfjsfl thanks you and me both bestie <3
oh my god no i do that too!! i dont want ppl to like. notice that im muted or anything so im just. silent like 'do not perceive me"
dude i've changed my pfp a bunch and it feels so weird like jatp i love you but- ????? sdfjejsdigisjkf
JATP TSOA ??? BESTIE YOU OWN MY HEART??? YOU WILL BREAK IT ???? you break jules heart?? you break it like the *shit whats a thing you break* mirror during an angsty movie scene??
thank you if only it could be a thing lmao <3
yeah it's real dumb. im very tired
yeah exactly!! like just the feelings of words pouring out of you so fast so fast is just amazing and so satisfying.
LIP BITE SDFGSGHSDLKJFSDKLFJSLDF PLEASE. ok no that's such a mood though, writing it down and then forgetting where you wrote it. literally i just remembered today i had a list of movies i've been meaning to watch. and then i found 3 separate notes because apparently i kept forgetting lol.
ahhhh omg cm!! criminal minds is pretty good and omg b99 my BELOVED!! can't really speak to the other ones but i've heard they're good so :D
yeah that definitely makes sense, tv shows are for sure more casual. in a weird way movies sometimes feel like more commitment? even though shows are technically longer lol. LMAO something over ten seasons... bestie do not watch criminal minds there are 15... yeah 40 minute episodes are great!!! i feel like also it really depends on the vibe of the show!! like if there was a 40 minute sitcom episode i don't think i'd be able to watch it.
oooooh omg forest yes that's so valid. a forest would definitely be cooler :D
i would choose to be an Emotional Support Jules™. my only purpose would literally just be to vibe around whoever hires me and give them hugs and positive energy. im portable and i can travel with them if they pay for my plane ticket :D batteries sold separately
huh idk being stranded anywhere is very scary but uhh. forest so maybe we could be in the same forest and we could find mushrooms together!!
ooooh a tone indicator that doesn't exist. hmmm. i don't know if this counts for tone but maybe just like /v and /a when venting about something, /v for just venting without wanting advice and /a for when you do want advice? just so people know how to respond.
dude i have so many pet peeves and uhhh. i forget every single one of them. im sorry bestie.
questions for you: what would your ideal job be, even if it's not an "official" job? would you rather have a mattress that is too hard or too soft? your thoughts on country music? do you enjoy icebreakers? if you didn't have to sleep, would you still choose to?
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♪ austin abrams. cis man. twenty four. he/him. ♪ is WES BOOKER here again? gosh, they really love it here. they have been coming to reckless records for THREE YEARS. they’re always requesting HOME BY TOM ROSENTHAL to be played. everyone says they’re +INTELLIGENT and +THOUGHTFUL but can also be -PARANOID and -OBSESSIVE. oh look, they’re in aisle 10!
ABOUT THE MUN. what is that! that freaky thing! yes, that’s right, it’s a naked mole rat.
hello all, it’s me. pepper. if you read that in a hello god it’s me margaret vc we are simply meant to be <3 but omg yeah i really was out here plottin for mika and completely forgetting booker exists skjsdk sorry king. you deserve better. anyways, down below will be a bit about the boi because i am too lazy for a google doc !! maybe we’ll make it later we’ll see.
BIO. *doesnt check my academic email* everythings OK
wesley booker was an accident. let’s not sugar coat things here. he was a big fat fuckin mistake. you see his parents were on their way to retirement when he came into the picture. all of their other children were grown up, some even with children of their own. and then booker and his twin sister showed up. they weren’t exactly thrilled about the whole thing.
i mean, they weren’t dicks about it. they fed the twins and clothed them and gave them like basic love and all that. but they definitely didn’t put as much energy into the last two kids as they did into those before them. so booker and his sister pretty much were left to their own devices majority of the time.
so the twins very quickly learned to entertain themselves. they had each other for company and that was fine. for the most part the twins were actually pretty codependent until they got a bit older and found themselves when more friends. but to this day they are still quite close.
whenever their parents got tired of dealing with them they would send the twins over to their uncle robs shop. customers probably got pretty used to the two kids running around reckless screaming their heads off, and playing hide and seek excitedly through the aisles. they gave poor rob more grey hair than a man should ever have at that age, but hey, they gave the shop character. booker and his sister spent pretty much majority of their childhood at reckless to be honest. they went their after school so that rob could take them home once the shop closed up. they were there one weekends, when they parents didn’t particularly want to deal with them. and later, when at least booker became of age, he even worked there.
booker worked front counter at reckless for all of his high school career. and honestly, he was good at it too. he had the kind of thoughtful, detail oriented personality that worked well in that kind of environment. he started working at reckless when he was fourteen, and by the time he was in his senior year he was even assistant manager. things were good. really good. while rob was more of a chill boss, relaxed boss, booker actually had the ability to keep things organized and keep majority of the store under control. things were actually running smoothly while he was there. his uncle got extra sleep. all the customers were happy.
and then booker quit to go to university. and well. the place dissolved into the good old chaos it was before. honestly, booker finds the disposition kind of stressful, but mostly funny. his uncle begs him to come back at least once a week, but with booker now being in graduate school and working as a side gig as a teaching assistant and tutor, well, he simply doesn’t have the time. he comes by often enough though, just to laugh and his uncles woes and occasionally force him to take a nap as he organizes the books for him, maybe watches the place.
but booker’s real focus at the moment is his masters in film. your boy wants to be a director, so you can often catch him waxing poetic about classic movies or looking like a zombie after his exams.
HEADCANNONS. how do you deal with anxiety? i let it fuck me up and then i go to bed.
a responsible boi ! honestly booker has been a tiny adult since he was a child. when he was a child he looked a lot like little luke crain from haunting of hill house. now he has contact lenses.
a huge nerd. loves movies and comic books and classical literature. really such a dweeb. very smart, and quite humble about it but also a damn nerd yk.
has an old beat up pickup truck he drives everywhere that he mostly fixes with duct tape skjdsj it was his dads and he’s only keeping it because he can’t afford another one but god,,, we hate it here.
a push over honestly. super kind. if you need anything just as him and he will probably give it to you. very skeptical and paranoid of people he doesn’t know quite well tho. the duality of man <3
your boi has anxiety <3 he do be stressed! you can probably catch him studying for his exams and such in the back because i feel like he just ??? stays above the record store a bunch because it’s closer to where his school is that his family home yk
has a film journal that he rates literally every film he sees in. also has a regular journal and lowkey writes poetry in his spare time but he would die if anyone read it. the type to fall for someone and write a lil poem about them in his journal yk!!
but yeah!! that’s my boi pls like this if you would like to plot !!
WANTED CONNECTIONS. might fuck around and read a 500 page physical published book in one sitting like it’s 2006 and I’m being bullied in middle school so I take refuge in the library and inhale books at a frightening speed that I have not been able to replicate since
best friends, old coworkers, old high school enemies, an academic rival maybe, his twin sister but i am gonna put that in as a wc, exes, fwb or ewbs, someone he can confide in, a study buddy, someone he sees/discusses movies with, and an opposites attract vibe maybe!
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Starfleet Academy.
He's been staring up so long at the institution marvelling at the grandeur of it all that he can no longer ignore the ache at the base of his neck spreading across his shoulders. Emmett digs his fingertips into the worst of the pain with a groan and sets his sights ground-level, sweeping over freshly manicured lawns and what he can only imagine must be the students of this academy. The utilitarian uniforms give him the distinct impression that this may be a military academy but he sees no schoolbags or reading materials or even those fancy laptops he had learned about through one of his previous jaunts into the early twenty-first century in the hands of any of the students.
Every student has some stripe of colour on them—red, yellow, or blue—which he surmises must be indicative of their chosen major, but the fact that there are only three leads him to believe that this is a highly specialised institution. Weapons, research, and soldiers; those are the three most prominent things that come to mind when he thinks military, but that leaves him no closer to puzzling out what each of the colours mean or why there is such a disproportionate amount of students wearing yellow compared to blue or red.
Passing behind him, two cadets discuss at length a course led by a Doctor Arendan, debating a lecture about—and surely he must be hearing things—silicon-based lifeforms. The scientist in him wants to assert that such a thing is only science-fiction, that all lifeforms are indeed carbon-based, but the time-traveller in him suggest otherwise, that this is either a future or a dimension where science and biology have evolved to truly mesh science-fiction and reality.
Great Scott.
So, short of attempting to sneak further onto the academy grounds—which, if this was a military installation, surely would involve some kind of checkpoint and he was already the odd man out in his pineapple-printed orange Hawaiian shirt—he flags down the nearest yellow-clad student, preparing himself for the look of surprise that follows a seemingly innocent query—today's date and year, what is it?
Emmett has never been ashamed of his age, as it is a natural progression of human life, but he takes great pride in the fact that even over sixty years old, he's still going with the vigour of a young man in his forties and his memory is no worse off for it. Should the question raise suspicion, he's prepared to play it off as a fault of his aging mind.
❝The Gregorian Calendar, of course,❞ Emmett says, helpfully leaving off the what other calendar would I mean?, only too late realising it's possible that this future, however far in the future he was, may have shifted to yet another measure of time. ❝Always losing track of time—you know how it is.❞
@doctorbrown
It was not a usual occurrence for someone to ask another the time. There were examples of such a question of course, in historical literature, but with computer terminals dotted around Starfleet Academy's campus and, indeed, just about everywhere else, there wasn't much use in asking another person when that person would only have to turn around and ask the nearest computer as the first person could have just as easily done themself.
From what Data understood of the tradition, asking the year was even more unusual as, in most systems of calculating this measurement, the year was a constant for a considerable amount of time. Perhaps this was another example of a 'practical joke', a human ritual of which Data had become very familiar since enrolling in the academy (after becoming victim to a few).
"The year, sir? Might I ask by which calendar?" Even if one were to limit the sampling to just those native to this world, there was a great many systems, which was why Starfleet and much of the Federation had gone over to using stardates, less for ease and more to avoid arguments.
#god i'm so used to the kelvin timeline academy outfits that i spent way too long looking up what they looked like in prime fuck#i also almost forgot that yellow is ops in tng and beyond era hnnnn - me like AH YES RED only to be like WAIT N O—#thank you for this haha omg#i'm laughing at you mentioning there are terminals dotted around everywhere because i'm sitting here like#do you think this man completely has grasped the internet yet let alone a terminal that responds to voice command rather#than physical input#DOC IS SCOTTY IN THE ONE WITH THE WHALES OKAY JUST IN REVERSE HAHAHAHAHA HELP#doc vc: where's the damn KEYBOARD??#ltcommanderandroid#&; the future is whatever you make it 「 v. * ???? 」
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Etho SotF episode 3 liveblog under the cut
please for the love of god get out of the fucking plane it's making me nauseous
damn two deaths in the first minute of the video??? shit's getting hot already
LEAVE BUBBLES ALONE ETHO SLAB
i wanna know how low he got him with that first snipe tho lmaoooo
"if i run towards him i'll be out in the open field, is my problem" if you're a COWARD MAYBE 😤
sneaky ninya doing sneaky ninya things <3
nooooo not the plane again 😭
etho please the high places are making me nervous get down from there rn immediately
okay hearing doc out of nowhere legitimately jumpscared me, is there a prox vc in this???
cracks me up how he specifically made a comment about the guns not being as good as the crackpack versions earlier in the season and yet he's fucking terrified of being seen by anybody. babe you have like three medkits and a decent setup, go ham on these bitches
i would like to note that it's fucking weird that all of these towns have German names/the uniforms are all German from what i could see. like 🧐
JESUS WHAT A FUCKING JUMPSCARE BRUH fUCK OFF DOC 😭
"oh there you are 😌 we're trucing, right? 👀💦" whatever prox chat they have going is not very good unfortunately ugh
oh shit Juice was there too, damn! yeah get his ass E
WDYM THE EPISODE ENDS THERE
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here have a list of some of my favorite twrp blogs because im Really Feeling It right now
@interstellar-slutstrut my partner in crime, probably the reason i started TWHP i think? We’re always on the same wavelength and is the BEST RPER he has a life and he’s 3 hours behind me so he doesn’t always reply buT WHEN HE DOES. GODDAMN. GOOD SHIT. With whom i have basically solidified a lot of my headcanons
@havvehoagie first twrp friend!!! lvoely bean holds a special place in my cold dead heart
@chaoticmindelectric GREAT ART HOLY SHIT. Beautiful glowy lighting!!! Gorgeous lining! AMAZING!!
@captainsaltypear Havve stan. Probably the only TWRP fan from Singapore. Somehow shares my goddamn name. SAME MOOD? SAME MOOD!!
@karaizawa Would Actually Die for Sung (honestly same tho), really cute blocky sharp art!!! I love!! Amazing Sung headcanon I love!!! The only person I’ve met who actually likes Sung’s stache other than Sung himself
@glowbos Has somehow been to like a thousand TWRP concerts (im fuckin jealous), is always making food when in vc, PRETTY HAIR PRETTY HUMAN, the Adult of one of the twrp servers, I once entered voice chat to hear Addy cooking and complaining about Phobos having no ass and honestly that’s all u really need to know. A slut for space.
@literallythecheshirecat/ @galacticvegetable THE CUTEST MEOUCH ART I HAVE EVER SEEN GODDAMN, actually has facecanons for Sung’s moms and therefore is better than me in every way, ANOTHER CUTE SUNG, yall haven’t seen veggie’s havve facecanon but i have and its beautiful, CUTE BUNNY PHOBOS I LOVE
@jhobos Will absolutely kick Sung’s ass i believe in u em, Eye Makeup Deity, Alpha Sung, a beautiful human who imo rocks Sung’s outfit better than that weird Canadian dude with the stache
@nonbinaryphobos ADORABLE ART, otomotobos, the cutest coloring and highlights I’ve seen, i dont even know how to describe it other than “cute”
@deadymcdead S L E N D E R H A V V E, you can absolutely count on deady to add cute lil tags to shit, crosshatching, actually gives Havve’s mask three dimensions and is therefore better than me in every way, i like to go thru Deady’s blog to look at art and tags u should try it sometime
@bajilliancomedy TUPPERWARE SHITPOST PARTY, always good to test angst against, if i need a specific twrp photo you’ve got it, gr8 twrp aesthetic blog, it’s a fuckiNG REMOTE JILL YOU HOOLIGAN
@rhombustron MY PARTNER IN TWANGST, at least like a third of my main headcanons for twrp come from ford, ALSO A GOOD ARTIST like goddamn homie ur Sung is super cute and I absolutely love him! THAT GOOD HAVVE FACECANON (we do not talk about Hell Hogan), I always get really excited when I open my inbox to see “rhombustron said to tupperwareheadcanonparty”
@owlabouttwrp if i miss a twrp post u can be damn sure that i can find it on this blog
@lespobs WRITES GOOD SHIT GODDAMN, somehow i consider u one of the god tier twrp blogs even tho u post a lot of kpop, this is the only blog i don’t unfollow bc it posts kpop because ur twrp shit is just [clenches fist] so good
@lesbianmeouch WHY ARE THERE SO MANY GOOD ARTISTS IN THIS FANDOM GODDAMN, posts a lot of aesthetic shit which i love
@commandermeouch knows everyone (i kept seeing “foleh” everywhere and now i know who it is i feel like i’ve unlocked a secret), “torp”, along with glowbos foleh is responsible for most of the live show images and gifs and i thank god for that every day, great tagging system
@doc-sung-appreciation-blog Unsurprisingly a Sung stan. Surprisingly posts about more than just Sung.
@meouchy-boy Meouch stan. will absolutely fight everyone and everything. doesnt use tags a lot but when he does theyre golden
@autisticphobos thAT GOOD STIM HEADCANONS, may not tag ur twrp shit but will absolutely reblog it
THERES A LOT MORE BUT I GOTTA GO DO HOMEWORK NOW BYE I LOVE YOU GUSY
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