#mumza-superiority

[moondragon618]

so I’ve been telling my friends about the dsmp right. and I got to post prison break. And. Just rewatching all the animatics and hearing that scene again (because I hadn’t properly watched it/heard it since the stream itself) just GODDD CHILLLSS WHJDJWKDJWIEN

just the subtle little like. “Don’t hit me :)” like how a parent would say to their child, also seen when he says “oh, how did you earn [the axe of peace]?” Like. BRO. and then obviously him thinking that Tommy got q to torture him and him wanting revenge, the fUCKING KILL YOU AND REVIVE YOU AGAIN MOMENT- HOLY SHIT SHMRIWKDJEKWNEE

I am just. so normal about them.

OOOHHH YES I love this one- that "Hey, Tommy. You looking for something? :)" and "Hey, welcome back to exile! Welcome back! Welcome! You're back at home :)" fucking AAAAAAA like that's their first time really interacting in like almost a year. That's the first time c!Tommy has seen c!Dream since he killed Ghostbur and the first time they've directly interacted since c!Dream murdered him. AND THEY'RE IN FUCKING LOGSTEDSHIRE and c!Dream is just casually saying that shit like wtf is wrong with him lmaoooo

And that "I'm not gonna hurt you... yet :)" in that fucking voice holy shit and after the "Don't hit me :)" when c!Tommy says "Stop speaking like that-" like FUCK-

And "Hey Tommy, you wanna drop your items into a hole? :)" and "No! No, we don't do that anymore Dream, alright?!" and "You could die right now, and no one would know. No one would know, and no one would care :)" and then c!Dream like referencing the beach party like omfg he's literally toying with c!Tommy. It's like he said in the Disc Finale, he's playing with his food :)

And "I'm not gonna let you die, I can bring people back!" and c!Tommy's "This isn't happening, this isn't happening-" and "You're living forever, you're gonna be immortal, you're gonna be immortal just for me to fuck with you every single day, Tommy :)" like holy fucking shit that is horrifying beyond words.

And then that "No no no- l-let go of me-" like.

What the actual FUCK bro.

And this was my introduction to c!Prime and the dsmp in general btw I saw this and was like FUCK everything except whatever tf is going on here lmaooo

And yeah the "And maybe I'll kill you again :) And then I'll revive you and I'll kill you again and I'll revive you and I'll kill you again and I'll revive you and I'll kill you again :) :) :)" is just. Yeah :)

Anyway yeah Logstedshire Confrontation my beloved <3

[haver-of-wives]

hope everything goes well with Wilbur, Tommy! /gen

you got this!! We believe in you!

okay maybe i havent given thebest impression of him on here its really not that serious ipromise. thank you though

[lennjamin-o7]

OMG I JUST READ CRIBBED mrjjajfkwutksfb

I knew I recognized it from somewhere !! aaaaa it was SOOO COOL !! your characterization of techno was on point, as always ^^ obligatory He Would Fucking Say That

I loved the bit with sapnap lmao and Phil just being a creepy rich dude is top tier

I am VERY behind on answering asks, my apologies. 💚💚💚💚

Hehehehe I'm so glad you like Technoblade's character. I pour my heart and soul into trying to do Techno justice. He is just so blorbo shaped, I adore him. I'm so glad Cribbed felt like something he'd do!

Sapnap has more important things than writing essays. What those things are, I do not know. I don't really know all that much about c!sapnap except he dates the boyfriends and is fire. And maybe his Dad is Bad? Was that actually in DSMP? I can't remember? Like, I know Dream is not actually Puffy's kid but how much is fanon? Oh well. One less essay for sapnap.

And Philza is a very creepy rich dude. He's mastered it to an art!

[cprimetober]

hello! for the day three prompt, does “fighting” have to be physical? or can we interpret it as like. an argument.

tysm! This has been great so far ^^

can be any fighting! it's up to the creator to decide how it'll go :)

also, fighting is part of the day 4 prompt! just cause you said three instead

[defnotmadie]

hello madie!! i just read ur fic slowin the beats of my heart and it was. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

as a student fuckijgn FELT what tghe SHIT AAAAAAAAAAA it was so good!!! and so like!!! SAME BRO

like tommys just like me fr!!! it was so cool!!! also i adore your wiritng style and i want it. give. hand it over. this is a threat (/j)

you make all the dialouyge sound so like. real. like i could HEAR them!!! it was insane!! aand like. tommy felt so real fr. are you okay madie /lh

ALSO THE BIT WITH THE SONG!!!! i had read it over once and then read it AGAIN with friend nad i decided to play the song (not the lovejy ver) and AAAAA it was so cooooL!!! i havent read a songfic in a while, greatly appreciatwed :D

very pog fic!!! :D <3

AHH HELLO!

IM GLAD YOU WERE FEELING THE VIBES OF THAT FIC BECAUSE IT WAS VIBING

awwww thank you my writing style is a tad all over the place all the time but that just makes her quirky

ahh dialogue is so hard so im glad you thought it was good!! i never know if sounds good but i just pretend it does! (im so totally okay and normal)

I LOVE WRITING SONGS INTO MY FICS LIKE THAT YOU DONT UNDERSTAND ITS SO FUN AND YES THE VERSION HE IS PLAYING ISNT THE LOVEJOY VERSION ITS THE OG BC THAT ONE JUST FIT THE VIBES SO MUCH MORE MAN

anywho thank you so much this means a lot bc my lil fics are just my children :D

[beckyblah]

Ok! Everyone who suggested Niki, niki baking, and her hanging out with the clingys… this one is for you!

Thank you @mumza-superiority @malt-rants-and-stuff @poisonheartfrog and the anons for the suggestions that went into this one :P

[paldeanbooper]

I went on a Picrew spree today and this by far my favourite one I made today-

Heart Hold Character (I can't remember the creator im so sorry) is so cutee and pretty-

I'd like grab some other people to try it soo-

tagged: @genlossicle @thinkingaboutctommy @yes-i-think-ranboo-is-beautiful @heenr12 @charliebugz @nonbinarytrashpanda @mumza-superiority @noelle-the-bitch @a-radio-d3mon @salineroses and probably one of the best artists ive ever seen (virtually of course-) the @toxiccrybabyart

[denzartriste]

Im but a sleepy guy. A sleepy sleepy fellow who nearly lost track of time <3

Summary:

“You’re asking me for a dance.” Puffy says with such confidence that it takes Niki a second to ask what she means. Her eyes are big, wide, as she takes the flower in her hand as if it is more delicate than cracked glass, and she lets it stick to her. “Sticky catchfly. You’re offering to dance with me, Nihachu.” Puffy leans forward as she says it, a sparkle in her eyes and— Niki doesn’t know what to say to that. Or I was given free rein with flower language and boy did i take advantage of that!

Gift for @mumza-superiority for the @mcyt-summer-of-yuri gift exchange! Woo :D They are yuri they are gay they are AROMANTIC!!! THEY HAVE FLOWER LANGUAGE LOOK AT THEM GO!

[lights-out-knives-out]

PART TWO!!!!!

(Disclaimer, I wrote this at like midnight so if things are off, feel free to let me know!)

WARNINGS: Mentions of past rape and non con, violence, gun, die, implied character death,

=====================================

It took over an hour to get Whumpee calmed down, and to assure them that Henchmen was coming nowhere near their room.

Exhausted, Whumper retired to his study. Deciding to mull over today’s events, he poured himself a drink.

Henchmen had always been loyal, he and Whumper worked hand in hand. Not wanting to jump to conclusions, Whumper called Henchmen up to his study.

Something had been snapped. Whumpee was broken, but not by his hands. Whumper, he didn’t have a solution, he didn’t know how to fix Whumpee.

“You called me Boss?”

“Ah yes, Henchmen” Whumper stretched, settling back into his role of the Boss

“Tell me about pick up.”

+++++++++++++++++++

As Henchmen rambled on, Whumper studied him, trying to pick up on his body language. Trying to find anything that might tell him something.

“-I see why you keep him around.”

Drawn back to the conversation, Whumper gazed at Henchmen quizzically “What do you mean?”

Henchmen laughed “I’m talking about Whumpee! Sure he’s a little feisty, but damn is his body divine.”

There was a loud crack Whumper looked down to see his glass shattered in his hands.

Whumper stood up wiping the loose glass and blood off on his trousers. He walked up to the confused Henchmen, taking a deep breath

Inhale Build it up

“Boss?”

Exhale Let it out

Whumper punched him, right across the face.

Henchmen stumbled, Whumper grabbed a hold of his collar slamming him against the wall.

“How Dare you touch something that is mine!” Whumper snarled

Henchmen smirked, blood trickling from his nose “Haven’t you heard Boss? Sharing is caring.”

Henchmen wrapped his arms around Whumper’s waist startling him, pulling them together.

“I bet you love that virgin act of his, don’t you? All of that screaming and crying? Isn’t it delicious?”

Disgusted, Whumper shoved Henchmen away.

Henchmen chuckled pulling himself to his full height. “It’s so cute how protective of him you are, when we both know you’ve done far worse than me.”

“Shut up.”

“Come on Whumper, you can’t deny it-“

“SHUT UP!” Whumper snapped

“Now I may be the villain, but I’m not a Fucking Rapist! You- you took something from Whumpee! He’s broken now! I don’t- I can’t-! I might not be able to fix him!” Whumper shouted

“And all because you-!”

Henchmen shoved his finger into Whumper’s face. “Woah woah woah, hold up. You haven’t fucked Whumpee? God that’s pathetic!” He laughed throwing his arms up

“…But if you haven’t fucked him then that means…”

Whumper fuming with rage, quietly upholstered his gun, Henchmen was too caught up in his thoughts to even notice

Henchmen barked out a laugh, taking a step back to dramatically point at Whumper.

“I not only fucked him before you, but took his virginity too?! Talk about two birds with one stone!”

“That’s right” Whumper growled,

“Two birds with one stone”

He took the shot

Tag-list: @fishtale88 @doodlepoodle154 @100percentevil @sucker4whump @kalah-ko-kayah-mo @whumpdreamz @crotchgoblin69 @mumza-superiority

Part 3

[voidwizardwholikestheshadows]

Two gift drabbles for @mumza-superiority! I really hope you enjoy!

My two drabbles for @mcyt-drabble-exchange

One for Clingy Duo!

“Tommy?”

“Yeah big man?”

“Would you wanna go make flower crowns with me?”

“Fuck yeah Tubs!”

That’s how Tommy and Tubbo ended up in the flower field that was close by but just outside L’Manberg’s walls. Before they sat down and got to work making crowns for everyone, Tubbo dragged Tommy around and pointed out what types of flowers everyone liked and what said flowers were called.

Tubbo had to show Tommy how to make the crowns more times than he thought he would have to. However, they didn’t turn out that bad. Tubbo’s were the best, but Tommy tried.

I also wrote another one for Emerald Duo!

Phil and Techno, for once, didn’t have much going on, so they could just relax in Techno’s cabin. It wasn’t often they got to do something like this; most of the time, one of them had to go away for business. So… it was nice just sitting in the silence and drinking hot chocolate while watching the snowflakes fall outside the window. The fireplace crackled, which left the room feeling warm and cozy. Techno was reading The Art Of War while Philza looked at a scrapbook of his sons, but it was in perfect silence, something they didn’t get often.

[moondragon618]

hello moon! For the writing prompts, it’d be really cool if you could write “forced family” from the other section with your shapeshifter au? That au literally makes me go insane lmao/pos

HI SORRY THIS TOOK FOREVER LMAO anyway. Today being the anniversary of Boundless Sands gave me a sudden burst of motivation to finish this bc it in fact takes place right after Boundless Sands lol. Anyway I'm very excited about this one :)

Warnings for abuse, psychological torture, lots of psychological horror in general, graphic depictions of violence, blood, strangulation, obsessive/possessive behavior, flashbacks, murder, and gaslighting.

Tommy can feel a bit of a chill creeping in as he stares blankly out at the sea, and he shivers. The rain has let up a bit, but it's well after dark now and the temperature has dropped since the sun set.

He knows he should really get home and dry off, but he can't quite bring himself to leave.



It's a familiar feeling, standing on the beach while shivering and wet, alone and abandoned and forgotten.



His sobs have quieted down to silent tears already, the feeling of having his heart ripped out having faded to numbness.



Wilbur is gone. Wilbur left him. He's alone.



Tommy tears his eyes away from the ocean for a moment, his eyes catching on his diamond sword left abandoned nearby. He should probably go get that- he had it for a reason after all, it's dangerous for him to be without a weapon anymore- but the thought of holding it again makes his stomach twist.

The rain has washed off the small amount of blood that ended up on the blade, but it's burned into his memory regardless- the fear in his brother's eyes, the terror as he clutched the bleeding cut in his arm and begged for Tommy to stop-



Maybe Wilbur is better off without him.



His vision blurs again as he stares at the sword, and he feels tears run down his face again- but he's snapped out of his thoughts suddenly when he hears a voice right behind him-

"Tommy?"

Wilbur's voice. It hits him with a wave of relief and hopefulness and comfort before he can even think- But Wilbur is gone.



That isn't Wilbur.



The emotional whiplash is dizzying as his blood goes cold with terror, and he instinctively scrambles for the diamond sword before turning around, only to find-

Wilbur. But he's too smug and overconfident, too menacing, with a grin of twisted amusement he knows all too well that doesn't belong on his brother's face-

"Aww, Tommy, did your 'big brother' finally leave you again?" the nightmarish imitation of his brother says, in a taunting lilt that sounds absolutely wrong in Wilbur's voice.

Tommy shudders and steps back, trying not to show the stab of grief he feels at the taunt, tightening his grip on the hilt of his sword and holding it up defensively.

"F-fuck you, fuck you Dream," he growls, glaring at the shapeshifter, his breathing shaky with anger and revulsion. "Y-you- S-stop doing that right now or I will fucking kill you!"

"Oh, will you, Tommy?" Wilbur Dream says, grinning even more as he steps closer, causing Tommy to flinch. "Then kill me, Tommy. Go ahead, now's your chance, right?"

Tommy shivers, chills running down his spine. Dream is toying with him, he knows that all too well. But he's also not wearing armor, and if there's even a chance that Dream is confident enough to have his guard down right now, he needs to take it.

But it's like he's frozen in place, and the more he wills himself to do anything, the more his hands start to shake.

(Tommy, I don't want you to be the one to do this, don't- Put the sword down-)

"Aw, Tommy, you're hesitating," Dream taunts him, moving closer until the end of the diamond sword is just inches away from him- wrong wrong wrong- "C'mon, I'm giving you the perfect opportunity to rid the server of me for good! Go ahead and kill me, little hero."

(Phil, kill me, kill me Phil-)

Tommy steps back almost reflexively, his hands trembling and his breathing shaky and erratic. He feels sick. It's bad enough having to deal with Dream using that nickname like it was always his, but hearing it in that voice again- the familiarity of it, the way it sounds so natural even in that mocking tone-



(It brings back memories of buttons and dimly lit ravine walls-)



"S-shut up, s-shut-" he whimpers, his voice breaking, getting louder and more desperate as his vision starts to blur with tears. "S-stop it, stop- s-stop fucking doing that STOP IT-"

Suddenly, Tommy is pulled into a hug that feels instantly familiar to him, and for a brief second he almost feels safe- but it's a little too tight, too suffocating, too possessive-

"Shh, it's okay, Tommy. It'll be okay," he hears Wilbur's voice say, soft and and soothing as he gently runs a hand through Tommy's hair, and almost instinctively he drops the sword with a shaky sob and clings to his brother for comfort- no, no no no not his brother it's not Wilbur it's Dream-

Then he hears Wil Dream give him an amused chuckle, the sound of it in his brother's voice sending chills down his spine- wrong wrong wrong-

"Aww, Tommy, you really can't bring yourself to hurt your beloved 'big brother'?" the shapeshifter taunts, a mocking grin audible in his voice as he playfully tugs at Tommy's white streak. "You sure didn't seem to have a problem with it earlier, you know. How did it feel to have him begging you for mercy?"

Tommy shudders, his gut twisting in guilt and horror again.

"No n-no f-fuck you, I-" he stutters between shaky breaths, shuddering as he's hit with the urge to get away. "L-let go of me let go of me-"

He struggles and then manages to twist his way out of the shapeshifter's hold, his blood running cold right after as he realizes he's defenseless, his sword laying right next to Dream where he dropped it earlier- fuck fuck why did he do that-

Dream seems to take notice of Tommy's panic, chuckling in amusement and making a show of picking the sword up and examining it as if to taunt him.

"C'mon Tommy, don't be like that," Dream chides him, carefully running a finger along the blade of the sword. Then he looks at Tommy with an expression that's far too familiar on his brother's face, fondness creeping into his tone. "I'm actually kind of proud, you know?"

The warmth and comfort Tommy feels at the sound of those words in Wilbur's voice is immediate even despite his guilt and horror, and to his dismay, reminding himself that this is Dream only makes it worse- it just makes him more aware of the smell of saltwater and the sound of the ocean nearby, bringing back memories of TNT and-

He did good Dream is happy with him he did good-



He's startled out of his thoughts suddenly when he notices Dream is moving towards him, causing him to flinch away instinctively.

"Oh, Tommy~" Dream taunts him, the sound of that teasing lilt in Wilbur's voice making him feel nauseous.

"G-get away from me-" Tommy whimpers, a chill running down his spine at the sight of his brother Dream grinning with twisted amusement, and he shivers as he takes a step back.

Then he reaches toward Tommy, causing him to flinch away with a terrified whine, his hands going up reflexively to protect himself- only for Dream to catch one of his wrists and not let go.

"You can't get away, little hero~" Wil Dream taunts, squeezing Tommy's wrist in a bruising grip, causing him to let out a pained whimper.

It's not Wilbur. His brother would never hurt him like this it's not Wilbur it's not-

"L-let- let go of me r-right now-" he demands, struggling to keep his voice steady despite the sickening horror he feels as he looks fearfully up at his brother Dream.

"Oh?" Dream tugs him a little closer with an amused chuckle, grinning wide with unhinged glee, and suddenly Tommy can feel the tip of the sword against his throat, digging right into the scar from his first death. "Or what, Tommy?"

He freezes, pure terror rushing through him and phantom pain burning across his neck, reminding him of blackstone and screaming and the smell of blood-

"N-nothing- nothing p-please please Wi- D-Dream I'm s-sorry-" he pleads, the reality of how trapped and helpless he is crashing into him all at once.

"Sorry doesn't cut it, Tommy," Wilbur- no, Dream says, his tone sickeningly sweet. He presses the blade in just a little further, and Tommy shudders as he feels the skin break and a warm drop of blood run down his neck. "C'mon, you should know that by now, little hero."

"N-no please-" Tommy whimpers, the familiar words sending a wave of shame and horror through him.

Then, before he can even process what's happening, the blade against his throat is gone. And Tommy suddenly feels the sickening sensation of something piercing through his stomach followed by agonizing, blinding pain.

He lets out a strangle whine, collapsing into Wilbur- no, Dream... right?- as soon as the sword is pulled out of him, and he can feel warm blood flowing freely from the wound in his stomach.

A pair of arms wraps around him and then carefully lowers him to the ground, and he lets out an agonized yelp as the movement causes him to feel like he's being stabbed all over again.

"Shhh, it's okay Tommy, just focus on me, okay?" he hears in Wilbur's voice, and when he looks up, he can see his brother looking down at him with a grin. He doesn't know if he should feel safe or terrified.



Wait, what was he supposed to remember about Dream again?

Was it Dream or Wilbur that just hurt him?



"Wil?" Tommy asks shakily, and it feels wrong somehow, but it's hard to think through the pain and the rapid blood loss, his mind a clouded, confusing mess.

"That's right, Tommy. I'm right here," Wilbur says, grinning with amusement- wrong wrong WRONG- and he instantly feels calmer, safer.



Wilbur is going to help him, right?



But then, suddenly, there's hands around his throat, tightening until he's struggling to breathe- and it's too familiar, reminding him of obsidian and lava and Dream-

"W-Wil?" Tommy whimpers, grasping at his brother's hands, fear tearing through his chest as he starts gasping for air. "N-nono W-Wilbur- p-please- s-stop-"

"Shhh, just relax, Tommy. It'll be over soon," Wilbur shushes him, the twisted amusement audible in his tone and visible in his expression sending a cold, horrified chill down Tommy's spine.

"W-why-" he barely manages to whimper before suddenly he can't breathe at all, and his scrabbling at the hands around his throat becomes desperate clawing.

But it doesn't take long for his struggles to weaken, for his vision to start going dark, for his thoughts to quiet and his terror to fade...



...



Then, nothing.



He's nowhere, surrounded by a familiar empty void. His heart has gone still. He's breathing, but it's mostly by instinct- there's no air here, and he doesn't need it anyway.



There's no pain, only numbness and a feeling of being perpetually shattered. He hasn't forgotten that, either.



Then there's the sensation of being pulled, of his pieces being forced back together even if they no longer fit, and it hurts-



Suddenly, he's alive again- like waking up from a dream, but far more overwhelming as his senses return in full force, his entire body tingling almost painfully as the feeling comes back, and even more disorienting as he struggles to remember what happened.

He died. He died again. Wilbur- Wilbur killed him- no, no not Wilbur Dream killed him-

Right?

"Tommy? You back with me?" he hears, and this time it's Dream's voice, sounding almost genuinely concerned.

Tommy sits up suddenly, trying to ignore the dizziness that causes, looking around in a panic, flinching when he sees Dream- not Wilbur it's just Dream- kneeling right next to him.

It's still unsettling as all hell, the way his hair always has slightly more curls than normal ever since exile, the shade of blonde a bit lighter, his nose a little rounder, even the eerie green glow of his eyes seems to have a blueish tinge- but at least it's just Dream, not anyone else-

No, Dream killed him, Wilbur is gone it had to have been Dream-

"N-no, nono s-stay back-" Tommy stutters as he tries to scramble away from the shapeshifter, fear rushing through him again.

"Tommy, relax. I'm not gonna hurt you, I promise," Dream chuckles, watching his reaction with amusement.

"Y-you just fucking killed me!" Tommy yells in disbelief, shaking and breathing rapidly.

"Oh, but Tommy," Dream says with a questioning tilt of his head, almost teasingly. "Was it really me?"

"F-fuck you- f-fuck you I- I know it was y-you-" Tommy shouts, but even as he says it, some part of him remains unsure-

What if dying and being revived fucked with his memories?

What if Wilbur didn't actually leave and Dream was never there and his brain just made all that up because he couldn't accept that Wilbur would hurt him like that-

"It- it h-had to have been you-" he whines, curling into himself to try and hide the tears forming in his eyes.

Then he flinches as he feels arms around him, pulling him into a hug-

"Shh, you're safe now, Tommy. I've got you," he hears Dream say, and he almost relaxes into it in his desperation for comfort. "You don't even need Wilbur, because you have me."

Tommy freezes. 'Really?' a small part of him wants to ask as it lights up at what Dream is implying, but he shoves it down as best he can.

"N-no, no y-you're- you're not my brother-" he whimpers, shuddering as he tries not to show any uncertainty. "Y-you're not Wilbur, you'll never be Wilbur-"

Dream will never leave him. Dream will protect him-

"Oh, Tommy. You're right, y'know?" Dream says, his voice soothing as he starts to gently run a hand through Tommy's curls. "But maybe that's a good thing, my little hero. Maybe I'm better than him. Don't you want a big brother who won't ever leave you, Tommy?"

Tommy just shivers, slowly melting into the comforting touch.

"Y-you're n-not-" he whimpers, cut off by a shuddering sob as something inside of him breaks and he clings desperately to his brother Dream, hugging him back tightly.

"There you go, Tommy. It's okay, just let it out," Dream comforts him, hugging him a little tighter, amusement and fondness in his voice as he continues. "You're safe with me, little brother."

Tommy doesn't even try to dispute him anymore, just soaking up the only affection he's probably going to get from now on. Because everyone else leaves him, but Dream never does.

He's safe with Dream.

[haver-of-wives]

Tommy? Perhaps you should be a bit careful when you’re going to see Wilbur— Dream just posted that he was going to “keep an eye” on you. Just- be careful, okay? We’re always here for you.

Aww, how adorable :) You've all been really worried about Tommy, haven't you? :) :) :)

~ @your-eternal-nightmare :)

[lennjamin-o7]

LENN IM LITERALLY SCREAMING OH MY GOD

WHAT.

THIS WAS SUCH A GOOD CHAPTER IM SOBBING THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR TAKING YOUR TIME !!!

the way I screamed when I saw you updated !!! This was soooooo good aaaaaaa

I'm so glad you liked it! I'm pretty sure this ask was referring to To Be Truly Free, just because the time it got sent to me (April 13th). Honestly, it makes me happy that someone who recognizes the superiority that is Kristin is enjoying it. It just goes to show you have excellent taste!!!

[cprimetober]

hello! i missed yestrdays prompt and i realized i was gonna write something really similar to today's prompt so i was wondeirng if i could combine the two days?

Absolutely!

Prompts aren't really set in stone, so you guys are absolutely free to mix and mash them (though if you do it would be good if you indicate all the days you're using for tagging purposes).

[echotunes]

Make a poll with your five all-time favorite characters and then tag five people to do the same!

(tagged by @wsdalt :D)

in order of when I was into the media from most to least recent! I decided to only do one QSMP character because I figured it might be recency bias but I will always be a qpac enjoyer so I put him on the list :D

also this was a hard list to make I'm rarely aware of an All Time Favourite character... but going with these five. they're a good mix I think. !!

tagging @feyscape @codes-and-stuffs @ahalliance @mumza-superiority @riceofthepuffedvariety @whynaan

[mumza-superiority]

Art??? On the mumza-superiority blog???? who would’ve thought /j

I made this a while ago, but thought it’d be fun to post during primetober! So I suppose. this would be considered as art for day 15 lmao

the beach party scene from my fic! it doesn’t have the party hat because I added that in the moment today haha

the little X’s on his neck are where I’d like to say that the life counter is, so it’s two X’s because he had lost two lives at that point!

@cprimetober