#of both Ghostbur and Alivebur

[proudfreakmetarusonikku]

idk if this is even a hot take anymore but ghostbur's post death lore was pointless ableist misery porn portraying the suffering of a mentally disabled man solely to get a reaction from the audience and one that reduced him to a sad child who could be forever satisfied with one singular thing despite being isolated cold and in constant agony when ghostbur is a grown ass man with goals and aspirations and one who’s not just a prop who’s happiness depends on other people solely and who’s so dehumanised his pain is written as irrelevant. it’s just ableism towards intellectually disabled people for the sake of cheap emotions that reduces his humanity down to friend the sheep and doesn’t give a shit about his suffering otherwise.

[sysig]

Hiya :) I've been getting into DSMP animatics, and I love seeing the different interpretations of the character designs even though I only have a vague sense of the lore so far. It's all got cool vibes!! Can I request a drawing of Ranboo or Wilbur, or maybe even both? I'm not sure if they actually ever interact in the story or not, but I'd say interpret the prompt however you want and have fun??

Day 19 - Stuck inside

[justpuppylove]

thinking about Ghostbur being a little painslut & he’s just begging his partner to hurt him, squirming on the bed and he’s begging them to bite him, scratch him, fuck him harder, and he’s so sweet and innocent normally that even like this, his partner’s reluctant to hurt him, bc they’d be hurting Ghostbur.

but fuck bc the way he’s begging for it is addictive, and the way he gasps and whimpers and begs for more after they slap him— fuck. & he’s such a little fucking painslut too, they almost wonder how much pain he can take and enjoy.

bc every time they bite him, he begs them to bite harder, and he looks so fucking blissed out like this right now, teeth sinking into his skin, neck straining with how hard his hair is getting pulled, and nipples getting pinched.

tears are rolling down his face even as he begs for more, his voice high pitched and shaky between his sobs, and fuck the way he begs “please, more” is just so fucking pretty they can’t resist

Ghostbur smut

Sub!Ghostbur with g/n Dom!reader

Kinks: pain kink, spit, slight degrading/praising

Ghostbur is such a sweet boy, the complete opposite of Alivebur. Ghostbur is so gentle with you and he loves bottoming for you, he’s just such a wholesome soul that it’s hard to see yourself being too rough with him.

You’re sat reading a book as ghostbur approaches you, looking down at you and your book. He sits down beside you and you move over onto his lap and continue reading. He places his chin onto your neck and you can feel his heavy breath on your skin, he kisses your neck which sends shivers up your body. “What do you think you’re doing?” You say turning around to face the taller boy. “Nothing..” the curly haired boy responds avoiding eye contact. “If you needed me you just had to say so pretty boy” you say as you guide your hand up his thigh and unbutton his pants, making him whine. You take his pants off but keep his underwear on as you grind on his lap fully clothed. You could feel his length through your clothes as you leave hickeys on his neck. Although the boy was much taller than you, you could feel him shrink under you as he whined your name. “What’s wrong baby?” You say in a teasing tone while continuing to grind on him, “please be rough with me” he said whimpering. You’d be lying if you said that didn’t shock you, Ghostbur wanted you to be rough with him? Your ghostbur? “I don’t want to hurt you darling” you said genuinely concerned, until he started begging. “Please~ I need it so bad, please make me feel good” he whined, looking in your eyes. Of course you’d make your boy feel good.

You bit into his neck while bouncing up and down on his length. You barely bit down, “harder please~” he moaned out. “Is this really what you want?” You asked to make sure, he violently nods his head yes. You bite into his neck just enough to draw blood and you feel him buck his hips into you while letting out a load moan. “Fuck darling” he says as he fucks into you. You pull on his hair, “open your mouth slut”. He immediately does as he’s told and opens his mouth for you. You spit into his mouth and watch as he swallows, you could feel him speed up his pace and this was your signal he was going to cum soon. You slap his face before continuing to bite and suck at his neck. “Such a good boy for me” you whisper into his ear before pulling roughly at his hair, that was the last thing he needed “Can I please cum for you baby” he begs while holding onto your waist. “Mmm~~” you say teasingly like your thinking about his question, this was clearly not the reaction he wanted because he immediately started begging for you to let him cum. “Please, please, please, I’ve been so good” he says with tears swelling up in his eyes. “Okay love, cum with me.” You say finally giving in, he did not waste any time to do as he was told. He slammed into you a few more times before he came inside of you. You pulled his hair roughly as you reached your climax as well.

You both were panting for a while, trying to catch your breath while coming down from your highs. Afterwards, you cleaned each other up and you littered soft kisses over all of the marks you made. You both whispered ‘I love you’s into each other’s ears as you both continued reading your book together.

[may be a bit different than the request but I hope it’s still good :D ]

[spideytiger]

Okay so mass amounts have people have asked me to explain further about non-verbal phantommy (2 people). So I've decided to divulge further into this hc and why I think this would be canon and real if we ever got to see him.

Reason number 1: ctommy definitely has brain damage. He was beaten to death once by cdream, and beaten to near death earlier in the pit by ctechno. Both infamously strong figures on the dsmp. Plus, on doomsday, he was struck by lightning; though many debate how canon that moment was. But to put it simply: my mans has serious brain damage. It's impressive how much he retains post revival. It wouldn't be out of the question that his brain damage caused his ghost to be non-verbal, not having the real capacity to form words or sentences.

Reason number 2: Using other ghosts as examples (mainly ghostbur, a bit of glatt), we see that the personality of their specters, vs the people they are derived from are vastly different; opposites, even. alivebur was erratic, and to most, downright unlikeable towards the end. But ghostbur was predictable, and I feel a lot of the community, and canon characters, mourned the loss of ghostbur more than the loss of alivebur. Another example we see is glatt; though less from him. cschlatt, like him or not, made memorable speeches, ones that terrified enemies, and brought pride to his allies. But, looking at glatt, we see him reduced to something far different, similar to a pokémon, unable to say anything but his own name. If we apply the same "opposite" logic to phantommy, then what people remember as the loud and brash Tommyinnit, being reduced to a mute ghost, doesn't seem too out of the picture.

Thats all I have to say to defend this hc! This was a lot more than I thought it would be, but do enjoy (I hope). Feel free to add onto the hc if youd like or ask more questions but thats all I've got.

[cquackity]

people talking about ghostbur like he's the only part of wilbur that deserves to live makes me see red. revivebur deserves to live pogbur deserves to live C!WILBUR DESERVES TO LIVE. there's this awful separation between ghostbur the "good" traumatized survivor and the one who should get to live vs revivebur who suffered deeply in limbo and in pogtopia but just because his behavior isn't as "digestible" as ghostbur's and he isn't as easy to handle or understand people think he should be replaced by his ghost and continue to suffer. when in reality neither ghostbur or alivebur deserve limbo, they're both c!wilbur despite the separation that's made between them. it's so fucked to me

[ctntduoarchive]

last night was thinking about how both c!tntduo really like to hold grudges and pasts against people like their lives depend on it BUT! ghostbur is like. the complete opposite. so like.

their interactions while c!(alivebur??? i fucking guess) is Dead. you get this difference that c!quackity Totally holds things against people (to a bad degree) while ghostbur doesn't At all (also to a bad degree!)

EXAMPLE!!!! there was this time on doomsday where c!quackity & ghostbur are talking alone, then c!eret joins them. ghostbur says he's forgiven c!eret for betraying them, BUT c!quackity has said he HASN'T .

And its such a good lead up to the burger arc, which i think totally Wouldn't have happened WITHOUT their massive grudges against each other, reviveburs initial wish for General revenge and c!quackity taking in the past of l'manburg into his creation of las nevadas.

[ghosts-and-blue-sweaters]

stormy skies and your hand in mine

Read on A03!!

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A crack of thunder booms overhead—not a crash of thunder. A crack. Crashes of thunder are more quiet, and they build up, steadily, and they’re not startling. Actually, crashes of thunder sound quite nice; it’s like a song that nature sings, similar to leaves rustling except much more different.

Cracks of thunder on the other hand, are sudden, and loud, and very, very startling. 

Ghostbur jumps next to Tommy, feet leaving the ground for a millisecond before they land, creating a wet noise against the blades of grass. Not quite a splash, because there’s no puddle, but a wet noise all the same. 

Tommy doesn’t jump. Ghostbur doesn’t think Dream does, either. In fact, both of them have been quiet for a little while.

Ghostbur looks from Dream to Tommy and back again, before clearing his throat. “This is a pretty big storm.”

Tommy blinks slowly, glancing up at the sky. After a second, he looks back down, and he doesn’t say anything.

Ghostbur swallows, turning to Dream. “It’s a pretty big storm. Isn’t it, Dream?” 

Dream’s mask glistens with a constant run of raindrops. They slide off of the bottom and drip down to his boots. Drip, drip, drip. “It is.” 

Ghostbur lifts his head back to Dream’s mask (he’d been watching the falling raindrops) at the sound of his voice, cool and calm. Not unlike the raindrops, actually. 

Ghostbur blinks. “The thunder is very loud.”

“It is,” Dream says again. 

“A crack, not a crash.”

Dream tilts his head, and somehow, the smile on his mask looks a little bit scary. 

Ghostbur looks away and down at Tommy. “Maybe there will be lightning! Oh, and maybe we can watch the lighting in the sky, and we can watch everything light up in white for a second before it goes back to being dark.”

Tommy doesn’t say anything. He doesn’t even look at Ghostbur; he just stares, though at what, Ghostbur can’t be sure. Perhaps the ground. Oh, or perhaps the water sliding down Dream’s mask, collecting in a puddle at his boots! Perhaps that is what Tommy is looking at. 

A sudden hiss brings Ghostbur’s attention away from Tommy and waterdrops, and he flings his hand about, trying to dispel the water that had landed on it. It’s a good thing that he brought a blanket with him! Otherwise he would be much more wet, and much more loud (his skin hisses when water hits it, which means that his skin is melting, because his skin does that around water. He has very strange skin, as a ghost. Alivebur never melted). 

No, it’s a good thing that he brought a blanket from Tommy’s tent, and it’s a good thing that he’s holding the blanket over his head like an oversized hat, and it’s a good thing that the blanket is blocking the water from hitting him. Or, most of the water, at least; a few stray drops still make their way through, but that’s okay, because they don’t hurt very much. 

“Why are we out here?” he asks, making sure the blanket is tucked nice and good under his chin. “It’s a little rainy to be going for a walk, isn’t it?”

“We’re uh, we’re not going on a walk, Ghostbur.” Dream chuckles when he talks, and that makes him seem not-scary. Ghostbur’s hold on the blanket relaxes a little bit.

“Oh? Then what are we doing outside?” When he doesn’t receive an answer, Ghostbur looks to his friend—his best friend! “Tommy? What are we all doing outside in the rain?”

Tommy doesn’t say anything, and Ghostbur’s lips part slightly as he sees that his best friend isn’t wearing a coat—or a blanket. 

He must be so cold.

“Tommy.”

Ghostbur glances in Dream’s direction, listening to what he says. Dream has that sound in his voice, the little hardness to it, like pebbles mixed with sand. Dream’s voice mostly sounds like the sand, but sometimes it sounds like the pebbles. Like right now.

I think I prefer the sand.

“Tommy,” Dream repeats. “You know what we’re doing, don’t you? Why don’t you let Ghostbur know? He’s confused.”

“I am very confused!” Ghostbur adds cheerfully. 

Tommy takes a deep, deep breath, and it makes his body shake. “Dream’s trying to help.”

“Help who?” Dream peers at the ground, and Ghostbur blinks as a shovel appears in his hand.

Tommy swallows. “Me.”

“Uh-huh.” Dream pierces the muddy ground with the shovel, scooping away the earth and tossing it away. “And do you know why this is helpful, Tommy?”

Tommy opens his mouth. “Because-”

And then his mouth closes, and he doesn’t finish. 

Ghostbur glances at him inquisitively.

“Because,” Dream continues, grunting as he shovels dirt and dirt and more dirt. Ghostbur belatedly realizes that he’s not just fiddling with the tool; he’s digging a hole. “You need to learn. You need to learn that things… they have consequences, Tommy. You can’t just do whatever you want, all the time, and expect nothing bad to come out of it. Actions have consequences. And y’know, consequences help people learn. That’s what I’m trying to teach you, Tommy. I’m trying to help you understand.”

Tommy doesn’t say anything loud or offensive. Ghostbur finds that strange.

“Um. Dream?”

The masked man pauses his digging, looking up and fixing that unchanging gaze onto the ghost. “Yeah?”

“I don’t understand.” Ghostbur shifts from foot to foot, squinting. “You’re being rather cryptic, I’d say—which isn’t really like Dream. Not the Dream I know.”

“Oh.” Dream stays still a few seconds more before resuming his mysterious dig. “Well, you don’t know everything.”

Ghostbur squints harder, confusion stirring in his heart. “What-”

“Do we have to do this?” Tommy’s voice fills the air at the same time lightning splits the sky. Ghostbur looks up at it, surprised. “I mean- we don’t have to do this now, do we? It’s- it just- I-I’d like to mine a little more, maybe.”

“You can mine whenever you want!” Ghostbur is trying to be cheerful (people say he’s good at that) and he is trying to help Tommy be cheerful, but when he speaks, Tommy just looks at him with wide eyes. “Except at night, because that’s when all the monsters show up.” He sighs. “Monsters sure do make things rather tricky, don’t they, Dream?”

Dream doesn’t answer, but Ghostbur chalks that up to him being busy. “Okay! See Tommy, we can mine later! It’ll be alright!”

But Tommy is shaking his head, and again Ghostbur thinks about how cold the boy must be. 

Ghostbur steps closer to him. 

“No, we can’t mine later, because Dream’s gonna take my-”

“Tommy.” Dream’s voice sounds amused, but in the way a parent’s would after they caught their child doing something ridiculously wrong, like denying they wrote on the wall while holding a marker in their hand. “I’m not taking anything. All I’m doing is making sure you don’t get any worse while you’re staying here.”

“Worse?” Ghostbur tilts his head. “Do you mean bad? Tommy isn’t bad. I mean, he’s done some pretty awful things, but so did I when I was alive, and I don’t think I’m bad.”

His heart drops as a thought comes into his head. “Wait, Tommy: do you think I’m bad?”

“No. You’re not bad, Ghostbur. You’re fine.”

“Oh.” As quick as it had come, the awful thought leaves, and Ghostbur nods. “Okay.”

There’s quiet for a few moments. Well, not really quiet, because there’s still plenty of noises; the thunder booming, the rain falling and hitting the grass, Dream’s shovel ploughing the earth, and Tommy breathing. But no one talks. 

Ghostbur takes another look at his friend, clearing his throat. “Tommy?”

Tommy just watches Dream. 

“Tommy?”

“Hm? What, yeah?”

Their eyes lock, and for the first time Ghostbur wonders if the things swimming around in Tommy’s blueness are fear. “Are you cold?”

Tommy waits. “Um. Yeah, I guess… I guess a little.”

“Oh. Hold on.” Ghostbur closes the rest of the distance between them, carefully maneuvering his blanket until it lifts off one of his shoulders and goes over Tommy’s back. 

Tommy stares at the fabric in absolute wonder. “What are you doing?”

“Keeping you warm.” Ghostbur makes sure that the blanket is nice and snug, nodding in satisfaction. “I don’t want you to be cold.”

“Oh. Thank you.” Tommy’s voice is so, so quiet; barely above a whisper. 

He never used to be quiet, Ghostbur thinks, and he wonders if the thing swimming around in his heart is sadness. 

“Hey, Ghostbur?”

“Oh! Yes, Dream?”

Dream’s shovel sticks into the mud, and he pants a little behind his mask. This task would probably be much easier if he were to just remove it. “Could you help me?”

“Help you with what, Dream?”

“Digging. This is… taking longer than I thought it would.”

“Probably because of all the rain,” Ghostbur supplies, trying to be helpful. “And the mud.”

“Probably.” He waits a minute. He looks up, mask-eyes meeting Ghostbur’s dead ones. “But could you help me?”

“Of course! It’s always a pleasure to help my good friend Dream!” 

Tommy cringes against Ghostbur’s side, and Ghostbur peers down, happiness leaving him at once. “Oh… um, Dream, I actually don’t think I’ll be able to help you this time.”

“Why?” There it is again: the pebbles. 

“Because right now I am helping Tommy. He was cold and needed my blanket, so I am sharing, because that is the kindest thing to do with your friend.” Ghostbur looks back at Dream. “And if I leave him with the blanket to help you dig, then I’ll start to melt in the rain.”

“Eh… it’s just a little water, isn’t it? It won’t melt you that bad.”

“Mmm. Maybe not. But it still doesn’t feel good.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t feel good right now either. I’m stuck in the rain digging a hole in the mud.”

Ghostbur gently bites his lip. “I still don’t want to. I’m sorry, Dream.”

Dream doesn’t say anything to that; after a few seconds, he begins to dig again. 

Ghostbur sighs. “I really am sorry,” He says, both to himself and to Tommy, who’s been huddling closer with every passing second. “I would help Dream if I could. I hope his feelings haven’t been hurt.”

Tommy doesn’t respond, but that’s okay. Ghostbur hadn’t really wanted him to. Instead, Tommy presses just a little closer.

Ghostbur smiles, putting his arm over Tommy’s shoulders. Tommy goes very still. 

A little while passes. Ghostbur doesn’t keep track of the minutes. The storm doesn’t go away, but Tommy stops shivering and Dream’s hole in the mud gets deeper. Ghostbur wonders what it’s for. Perhaps Dream wants to plant a tree? Or maybe he’s trying to build something underground… it could be an extension of Logstedshire! An underground extension! Oh, that would be wonderful! Ghostbur hopes Dream is making that!

Finally, Dream puts an end to it, putting his shovel back into his inventory and rubbing his stained hands together. “Alright. Tommy?”

Tommy goes still—no, not that. He stiffens. 

He also does not move or say anything.

Dream’s mask tilts slightly downward. “Tommy.”

“Um… c-could this… do we have to do this? Now?” Tommy’s voice carries the same quietness from before, and Ghostbur frowns. 

“Tommy, what’s wrong?” he whispers, but Dream speaks next and overpowers him. 

“Tommy. You know what you’re supposed to do. Come on.” When only the rain answers, Dream makes a gesture at the very deep—and increasingly strange—spot in the mud. “Put your stuff in the hole.”

Tommy’s breath hitches. Dream’s words sound very familiar. 

There’s a sudden brightness, and it takes Ghostbur a little bit to process that Dream is now holding an axe in his hand. “Tommy.”

It’s the pebbles again.

Before Ghostbur can think about anything else, Tommy is pulling away, leaving the blanket behind, leaving Ghostbur’sside devoid of warmth, and walking slowly towards Dream. His sneakers are covered in mud, and he’s not wearing any socks. 

“Tommy,” Ghostbur murmurs, or maybe he doesn’t say anything. 

Lightning flashes in the reflection of Dream’s mask as he watches; watches Tommy empty his inventory—which is very meager—and watches Tommy’s shaking shaking hands. Ghostbur watches both of them. He doesn’t know what to do. 

Tommy drops his last items, and Dream issues a quiet acknowledgment—of thanks, of praise, of apathy; Ghostbur doesn’t quite hear—and then Tommy shuffles away, eyes on the muddy ground. He files back to Ghostbur without a word, standing beside him. Ghostbur hurriedly pulls the blanket back over the boy’s shoulders, which are shaking just like his hands. Tommy isn’t looking at him. 

“This,” Dream says, and Ghostbur doesn’t look away from his friend as the words wash over his ears like rainwater. “is going to help you, Tommy. I promise. I know it doesn’t seem like it now.” Something appears in Dream’s hand. “But someday you’ll understand. You’ll understand how much I helped you.”

The thing drops into the hole, and Ghostbur suddenly feels afraid. He doesn’t want this. He doesn’t like this. This feels like a bad thing. This is scary. 

He grabs and holds Tommy’s hand. After a few seconds, Tommy squeezes back. Ghostbur can feel him trembling. 

Dream says nothing as he drops a match into the hole, igniting the dynamite. Tommy says nothing as he watches a burst of color and brightness fling into the air, destroying every last one of his things. Ghostbur says nothing as he holds Tommy’s hand, and he holds it a little tighter. 

None of them say a word. And they stand in the rain for a while longer, listening to the thunder, the rain, and the absence of good things. The explosion reminded Ghostbur of fireworks. He doesn’t think he likes fireworks. Only bad things have happened with fireworks. 

Dream walks away. 

Ghostbur does not let go of Tommy’s hand for a long, long time. Eventually, Tommy stops shaking and his fingers don’t feel so cold. They both go into Tommy’s tent, and Ghostbur decides he wants to spend the night there, and they both fall asleep. Tommy doesn’t move away from Ghostbur’s side for the entire night. He’s still quiet.

And Ghostbur forgets everything that happened with Dream’s pebble-voice, Tommy’s shaking body, and that hole in the mud. He wakes to the sound of birds and gentle rainfall; he peers down at Tommy, still sleeping and pressed against him in the little bed; he smiles and softly pulls him closer. He decides that today is going to be a good day. Today is going to be a very good day. Tommy will be his usual loud self, and Ghostbur will give him blue, and Dream will visit, and everything will be just wonderful, and nothing scary will happen.

In the distance, there is a crack of thunder.

[bugflies00]

also tntduo in that au make me want to eat drywall.

they're so fucked up and they've hurt each other a lot but they're also soulmates in the sense that no one understands each other like they do (except for like. tommy who knows wilbur better than he knows himself but also wilbur will hide things from tommy sometimes in some attempt to protect him that he won't hide from quackity) . it sounds dumb but wilbur couldn't really be in a relationship with someone who hasn't known him for so long, back in high school, like quackity has.

their whole fucked-up situationship in high school is essential to their relationship later on because they've seen each other when they were at their weakest point. not necessarily their darkest point so to speak cause well there's a lot of those, but the point where they had the least agency, cause well, they were kids. and this is so important because they're both showmen, they both create and discard facets of their identity to shape themselves to those around them, especially in relationships.

quackity was so dead set on the future and getting the fuck out of this town and finally becoming who he wants to be (smart, successful, rich, and someone who's finally seen as a man, who isn't constantly underestimated) while wilbur was barely hanging on and drinking and smoking and putting on this "troubled kid" persona so people were scared of him, didn't try to get close and risk hurting him, and had premade expectations of him so he could never disappoint them.

that's the state in which they leave each other, how they remember the other, even though they get to know each other on a much deeper level than that.

and so when they meet again years later, and quackity is this successful self-made man who graduated law schools and goes through relationships faster than through shirts, and wilbur is this docile quirky guy who claims he's trying to grow from the asshole he used to be in high school, they both see through the other's bullshit.

wilbur sees that quackity's miserable, that he still feels weak and underestimated and he's craving respect which is why he keeps searching for it in new relationships. he's built himself up from the ground but he still isn't confident, he's still haunted by how he's been hurt and he hopes that if he gets bigger, stronger, better, that he gets more successful and makes something more amazing, someone will finally stay with him.

and quackity sees that wilbur's trying to fit himself into a tiny tiny little box to deserve any scraps of love anyone's willing to give him, even though it hurts like hell. and he knows that he was never truly an asshole in his teenage years, that it was all a defense mechanism, that he was a terrified, suicidal, lonely and abandoned kid desperate to protect himself and his brother, not the villain wilbur's trying to make himself out to be (wink wink ghostbur desperately trying to get away from alivebur by portraying him as a villain just like everyone else did. when theyre the same person. and neither is a villain)

they both portray themselves as someone's who's grown and improved and only they know that "growth" is bullshit, that they were miserable back then and they still are. im gonna jump off a bridge

[callophelia-ailingamnemonic]

Persona designs I made for Persona Crossroads some time ago

While I was cooking for my Persona Crossroads story idea, I was also working on some persona designs for the persona users in the story!

These are just drafts however, and I can't say for sure if any of these guys will stay in the final story since I'm reworking their users, but since these guys have been doing nothing but sitting around in my computer, I might as well show them off X))

This one is my design of Ghostbur from the Dream SMP if he was a Persona. I will admit, this one is probably one of my favourites alongside his user, so he's probably staying on the keep list ^-^

According to my notes, he inherits Nuclear skills, reflects Psy, absorbs Curse, resists Nuclear and Wind, and is weak to Water (yes I added Water into this), Ice, Slash (and brought back the three types of physical lol), and Pierce.

I understand that that's not how starter personas work, but...

but yeah. Instead of making Ghostbur's attributes the typical persona way, I wanted to assign them in a way that reflects actual attributes of the character Ghostbur. Inherits Nuclear because boom boom, reflects Psy because of his selective amnesia, absorbs Curse because I don't remember (probably having something to do with Alivebur?), resists Nucleur because of persona laws and Wind because... also can't remember, and is weak to Water and Ice because they melt him, and Slash and Pierce because his (and Alivebur's) deaths were from being stabbed by swords and pierced by arrows!

The design was heavily inspired by catzgam3rz's Limbo designs!

I also made a Revivebur counterpart to Ghostbur :))

For... um... reasons.

According to my notes, he inherits Nuclear and Psy (Because boom boom and child manipulator), reflect Psy (don't remember why lol), absorbs Curse (dk why lol), resists Nuclear and Wind and is weak to Slash and Pierce, so... Ghostbur, but better.

Moving on to a non-Minecraft character, I also drew Aesop Carl from Identity V as a persona (specifically his Rorschach Physician character from the White Tombstone fan game). This particular persona was designed to be a navigation persona which ngl, felt kinda tough to make. I'll admit... he's visually not the favourite child XPP

Back to turning Minecraft characters into personas, here's Scott from Empires SMP season 1! This one... is probably tied as my least favourite alongside the next one XPP The idea of it was nice, but my execution was... not as nice.

According to my notes, Scott inherits Ice and Bless (because of canonical ice powers and being the champion of the good stag god), reflects Ice, absorbs Bless, and is weak to Fire, Curse, and Slash (because stabby stab)

And I also made his brother, Xornoth! Looking at him again, I think it's safe to say that Scott loses the visual competition XPP

Him and persona Scott were meant to be opposites in both design and attributes.

Xornoth inherits Fire and Curse, reflects Fire, absorbs Curse, and is weak to Ice, Bless, Slash, and also Psy (because mans spent 99% of season 1 possessed by an evil stag god)

And also here are some gross unfinished concept art for persona Bayonetta.

Originally I was going to go with the look she has for most of the first game, but I decided to leave that for a third awakening instead and use her old look for the first awakening, but even though I had a vision I was satisfied with, I just... couldn't make it work -_-

If I were still going with Bayonetta as the protag's persona, I probably would have used Ernesto from Tactica as reference XPP

Tho I did really like the idea of her coming out of a coffin... would make a wicked awakening!

According to my notes, her attributes were that she inherits curse and pierce (because witchcraft and gun), resists Curse, Bless (thanks to dear old dad), Pierce, and Wind (because these witches have never been taught the concept of gravity), and is weak to... Water and Earth? I do not know why I chose those weaknesses for her...

[cmyknoise]

Actually I kindly disagree with your GhostPog dynamic, if anything, Revivebur would be the one to view Pogbur as a mistake as a danger for others to exist because during that time they had spiral deep into paranoia and never truly forgave himself for that. I feel like he would treat Pogbur as offer they were a plague and would avoid staring at them and being around them , until confronted about it, which would turn into an ugly confrontation between the two, before Revivebur realized he's dehumanizing the both of them and harming himself and Pogbur. Also Pogbur would wonder if it's okay thay he's still alive while Revivebur, a future version of himself is still around.

-> Also I feel like if Pogbur ever met the other burs, they would meet Lmanbur first and convince him he's from another timeline instead of his own due to his idealization that he was perfect then and would try his best to keep Lmanbur wrapped around his finger and oddly know how to comfort him at all times at the beginning. Before noticing Lmanbur looking at them with distrust and hesitation, as they would ask about that and they would fight before making up. Because Lmanbur wouldn't have anyone else to rely on other than Pogbur himself and vice versa until they meet the other burs. They would be unhealthy at first, if I'm being honest.

Pogbur however upon Ghostbur, I think they would rather be more kind to them,though at first they wouldn't like them due to their “child” like behaviour and would try to toughen Ghostbur up by giving them re-marks and slashing out at them before realizing what they're doing, and realized he's genuinely hurting him, and a part of himself because he hates that Ghostbur, reminds him of his own vulnerability.

I think they would all would out in a poly relationship honestly with L'Pog -> following Qrp GhostRev since Rev is Aro Ace in my eyes-> with it then following LmanGhost -> and then RevLman- then PogGhost and lastly PogRev before they all then get together and realize they're all transfem

anon i think u have the wrong person?? lol but regardless. future reference please forward asks to @rgbheart

also it’s sootbur all of their dynamics are literally made up all we have is that cc wilbur called c wilbur, revivebur, hot

and that the only two burs with any sort of contact would be alivebur/limbobur and ghostbur (one sided, with wilbur in limbo being aware of ghostbur and his personality and who he is) and revivebur and ghostbur who had actual contact switching places in limbo and revivebur’s mixed feelings afterward (jealousy and hatred, but a kind understanding eventually)

if we talk canon though. l’manbur and pog are literally blank slates on reactions to seeing themselves in any different form. you can guess how they’d react but those are just guesses.

canonically ghostbur views alivebur different. he is the one to separate himself, and who he was when he was alive. he also separates himself in l’manberg and himself in pogtopia. his opinion starts off with pogbur being all sorts of bad, because he is revived with very little memory but pieces together that he must’ve done something bad, so pogbur had to be bad. ghostbur is still c!wilbur in the sense that cwilbur doesnt seem to grasp morally grey. he believes that if you are not good, you must be bad, and therefore his mistakes and shortcomings must mean that he is as bad as the worst of people.

ghostbur described pogbur as the evil dragon who had to be slain by the hero phil.

it takes time, it takes ghostbur going through doomsday and not remembering it directly but remembering the decisions he made, and remembering how he felt after it. he decided that people needed alivebur. he also changed his view. pogbur was no longer the villain, he became “the man yet convinced he was good.

as for revivebur. he distances himself from who he was in pogtopia as well, and even l’manberg to some extent, though he describes feeling as though *other* people still see him as the man he was before. he fears being like he was. he doesn’t speak as extensively on this as he voices his opinions on ghostbur, which are generally jabs and quips. he’s jealous he was so liked, that he was missed. he believes that he didn’t get that luxury. he does not like ghostbur because to him, ghostbur was all that made him good, and therefore he must be bad because he wasn’t ghostbur. once again, wilbur has to (and unfortunately didn’t flush out) learning that it’s okay to not be perfectly good. despite this, revivebur’s views do shift, he’s kinder towards the memory of ghostbur as he learns to be kinder to himself. he doesn’t push friend away or sneer. he understands why the ghost was fond of the sheep, and decides to try, in an albeit bit of a fucked way, to get the sheep back to ghostbur. he wanted to somehow apologize to him too and that was his way.

those are like, the only two canon viewpoints we see cwilbur have about any past/future version of himself.

i switch up what pairing i ship depending on the day.

my not spoken about polycule ship that remains in discord msssages involves revivebur x pogbur x mccbur x l’manbur and a tiny spirit form of ghostbur (hi i used to partially run burhouse)

i typically ship ghostbur with phantombur though, but i also adore him with argbur (i think their ship name should be IceCubes)

just like simpbur & argbur are popular, but sometimes i think it’s fun to do like, simpbur x dark wolf.

i also have a fond spot for l’manbur and phantombur

there’s no right and wrong with bursonas because other than dsmpburs and maybe phantombur, they’re just character archetypes you can do what you please with.

[cornflower-friend]

Hi!!! How are you? I’m doing good today!

This is a Ghostbur ask & rp blog run by @venetapsi—alongside:

@antarctic-anarchist (c!Techno) and @black-tie-beanie (c!Quackity)—both run by @accursed-worm

@antarctic-malewife (c!Phil)—run by @bunfloras

@enderchestappreciation (c!Ranboo)—run by @the-blaze-empress ​

@breadandsugar (c!Niki)—run by @thekaycat

@pog-wife-haver (c!Tommy)—run by @novaliae

This blog will depict canon events of the dsmp (starting at the New L’Manberg/Butcher Army arc) as well as elements of fanon and potential future canon diversion. It will be run in a 1st-person rp style, as though Ghostbur had a blog himself.

No pressure to interact at all, but it is always greatly appreciated and happily received. Ghostbur doesn’t have a “chat” in a canonical form, so asks are interpreted as chatting with Friend. Please refrain from sending in anything shipping related or weird!

Below are the tags utilized in any interactions and/or posts

#chats with friend - asks #only happy thoughts - original posts #record scratch - ooc #a happier world - c!Wilbur/"Alivebur" #lads on tour - c!Tommy #pig with a horse - c!Techno #forgets things too!!! - c!Ranboo #friend's babysitter - c!Phil #music man - c!Quackity #girl with the colourful hair - c!Niki

All tags are tagged in this post to allow for easy navigation!

[casawio]

sootbur but in a symbolic sense of jungian wholeness of the self acghhh. alivebur and ghostbur juxtaposed in this sort of ambiguous relationship that both acknowledges that they are parts of a whole while still incorporating their distinct identities. Ahhhhhh

[zorishy]

DSMP AU lore post

🟢DSMP

Ghostbur during exile arc (but when he isn’t visiting tommy)

Despite Tommy having been exiled, L’Manberg was still Ghostbur’s home.

The spirit made a little underground home for himself, situated beneath a crane left behind after the city’s reconstruction. It had to be underground to minimize the risks of rain or floodwater getting inside and burning Ghostbur alive. On rainy days, Ghostbur would get around town via the sewer tunnels that connected to his house, allowing him to go out without the risk of getting wet.

The ghost would spend most of his days in L’Manberg shopping at the various markets throughout the city, taking friend on walks, and just relaxing at home while knitting or enjoying a good book. Occasionally though, he would get in a bit of a mischievous mood and go around playing pranks on random citizens. One time, he took an invisibility potion before running around town on horseback and launching firecrackers into the sky. He didn’t hit anyone but at some point a lady got ahold of his horse and called the cops, claiming that the animal had shot her. Throughout that ordeal, Ghost just sat there, trying desperately to not burst out laughing and give himself away.

Sometimes while on walks, he would come across an interesting plant or bones discarded by a predator and bring it home, using whatever treasures he found to decorate his house. It was a humble existence, nothing like the life of glory and infamy led by Alivebur, but a welcome one for Ghostbur. He had always enjoyed the simple things in life, something that couldn’t be said for his living counterpart.

Despite the spirit’s attempts at living a normal happy life, Ghostbur’s mind was constantly ravaged by sorrow. Everyone could tell how Parker’s death had affected his family, including the ghost.

TW: Beyond this point contains mentions of character death, substance abuse, and suicidal ideation (so a lot of angst)

Sally had lost a life in the explosion that destroyed L’Manberg and hadn’t been seen since. The shapeshifter’s family blamed the Minecraft family for their child’s supposed death and cut contact. Tommy had been accused of being in on Wilbur’s plans to blow up L’Manberg, getting him exiled. When the exile of Tommyinnit was announced, Technoblade lashed out and attacked Tubbo, calling him a traitor and a tyrant. After the assault, Technoblade, now wanted for attempted murder, disappeared into the forest. Fundy was afraid of Ghostbur, confused as to why his father was suddenly so different. Philza… there aren’t words to describe what Phil was going through. The angel had killed his own son and was now being haunted by a cheap imitation of him that could barely remember a thing about who he was meant to be.

Ghostbur tried to stay happy for his family, but his attempts at staying positive only made him come off as uncaring and tone deaf. The ghost’s memory problems only made things worse. The ghost could tell what he was doing wasn’t helping but didn’t know what else to do. He felt like he had failed everyone he was supposed to care for.

After a while, Ghostbur started drinking in an attempt to cope with his situation. The unhealthy habit wasn’t really a problem until one incident where Fundy saw his father’s spirit drunk at the winter solstice celebration. That event was enough to make Phil put his grandchild up for adoption, deciding the fox boy needed a parent who would properly care for him. The angel never told Ghostbur about this until the paperwork had been signed and the child was no longer his.

Ghostbur cried himself to sleep that night, mourning the loss of the one family member he had not managed to let down. He thought about trying to lose his remaining two canon lives, hoping that it would bring Parker back so he could fix everything, but he was too much of a coward to ever go through with it. Besides, if it didn’t work then both the ghost and Parker would be gone. He couldn’t risk leaving Tommy with no one.

[rainydaystudios]

DSMP HEADCANONS BC IM MAKING A ONESHOT BOOK RLLY SOON!

Every version of Wilbur all loved making friendship/charm bracelets but Alive and Revivebur kept it a secret. Ghostbur openly revealed to everyone else that Alivebur did it and he does it too and everyone got shocked. They all know that Rev probably makes them too but it’s one collective secret they have.

In Ranboo’s memory book, if you read it you can see how the hand writing gets progressively worse.

Tubbo speaks fluent sign because of the festival he got blow up with fireworks and is now 2/3 of DEAF.

Techno loves painting. Like, a lot. A lot a lot.

Techno can speak Latin, Spanish AND Dutch. He doesn’t talk about or speak those languages because he doesn’t wanna look like a nerd. Except when he’s with Phil though.

Glatt probably cam back through Ghostbur at one point just to say LGBTQ rights because people called him transphobic when he was president.

Schlatt would eat paper when he was president, this was a problem because he kept eating important documents.

Bad, Skeppy, Puffy, Karl, Tubbo and Sam all have a betting pool on literally anything and everything on the DSMP, even if they aren’t getting along in that moment they all show up every Friday for bet night. Sometimes others join too.

Revivebur has secret tattoos. (Specifically butterfly on his neck, the words ‘this was a dare’ on his forearm, the autistic symbol on his ankle and the LManburg flag somewhere on his back.)

Tubbo used to love fireworks, but now he can’t watch them because of the festival.

In prison, Dream had an imaginary friend before Techno came because he go lonely.

Adding onto the Revivebur tattoo thing, both Rev and Alive know/knew how to give stick N poke tattoos and once Rev was, well, revived he got his hands on a tattoo gun.

When Alive died Tommy developed a drug addiction (I’m actually pretty sure this is canon too.)

George made a flower crown for XD and he loved it so much he never took it off.

Sam probably smells like gunpowder.

Schlatt was really fascinated by space, but never told anyone.

This is just a bit of a personal one, Schlatt wasn’t abusive to Quackity. More short tempered than anything.

Every version of Wilbur owns a lot of candles.

On top of the last one, Schlatt isn’t a pyromaniac to say, but really likes fire. One time Schlatt, Tubbo, Fundy and Quackity had a bonfire and Schlatt zoned out so hard just staring at the fire.

Techno loved Michael.

I’m just going to list it out bc I thought this bit deserved its own section:

[DSMP STIM HEADCANONS

Alivebur would pick at things like his own skin, his hair or basically anything he touched.

Techno plays with his hair a lot and he repeats little noises over and over, specifically behp.

Phil would shake a lot, not nervously but just because.

Tommy would get really bouncy, like bumping his legs up and down and jumping in place.

Dream would crack his neck a lot and pop his jaw.

George would constantly adjust his glasses and bite the sides of his fingers.

Sapnap would flick a lighter, even if he didn’t have one he’d just pretend like he did.

Bad would do the flappy hands at things he got excited at.

Quackity would pull it his hoodie strings or sleeves.

Schlatt would mess around with his non canonical rings that we all collectively agree he wears and would make goat noises, but only when he would be alone or with the cabinet. He would also always whistle.

Niki would hit her wrists together or just tap her hands on whatever she’s around. ]

DSMP STIM HEADCANONS OVER

[NOW ONLY SCHLATT HEADCANONS FOR A BIT BC I CAN

Schlatt could only wear zip up hoodies or button ups because anything else would get caught on his horns.

Schlatt would show up drunk to speeches and most times you could tell

He always smells like alcohol or cigarette smoke

He can dance really good. I will fight who ever disagrees with this one it’s my favorite.

Since he’s a ram, he can do anything rams do. Like eat paper from a previous one, but also look down and still see whats going on infront of him.

ok Schlatt section is done]

Karl loves flowers. Don’t ask why, it just fits.

Techno pierces ears really good. Because of this fact, he has a bunch of piercing, mostly on his ears but in other places too.

When Alive died and became Ghostbur, Tommy started selling drugs to honor his dead brother.

(My Wattpad is Rainy Day Studios so in case you wanna stick around for the upcoming oneshot book go follow)

[lildevyl]

YuleTube Day 9: Hot Chocolate

DSMP BabyInnit AU

Summary:  Dream tried to resurrect Tommy but it didn’t work, at least not the way Dream had planned for it to work.  Tommy indeed was resurrected but as a Toddler.  Now, Jack and Niki are trying to figure out what to do with a Toddler Tommy Innit.  Then Jack gets an idea, they would raise Tommy correctly this time.

TW: Mention of Character Death, Revive Character, BabyInnit (he's around one/one and half), Mention of Child Neglect, Mention of Wars, Mention of Exile.

(Manifold Hotel)

Jack and Niki sat around the Kitchen table in the Hotel hot chocolate in both hands.  A basket with baby Tommy Innit sound asleep in a chair next to them.  After Jack got the message of Tommy being killed by Dream in the prison, he honestly didn’t know how to feel about it!  He felt, he didn’t what he felt!  He should feel joy!  Happiness!  The pain in the ass and the cause of so much trouble and everyone’s misery is finally gone!  But at the same time, Jack felt anger?  Hurt?  But why?  Why was he feeling this way?  Tommy didn’t care!  He never cared about anyone but himself!

Jack took a deep breath, to calm himself down.  No, that wasn’t true.  Tommy did care.  He cared about L’Manbur.  He cared about Wilbur.  He cared about Tubbo and Ranboo.  Tommy cared about Techno (for whatever reason).  Tommy cared about Phil (good Primes why?).

Maybe, maybe that was the key to all of this?  The people that Tommy cared about didn’t care about him and Tommy kept putting himself through so much just to what?  Prove that he’s finally worth their love?  Good Primes, was that what all this was about?  Tommy trying to prove to the people that could care less if he died that he was actually worth their love?  Oh.  OH!  Now, it finally made sense!

“Jack?”  Niki asked, bringing Jack back to reality.  “You okay?  I’ve been calling your name for about five minutes.”

“Sorry Niki,” Jack apologized.  “I zoned out.  Trying to figure things out, you know?”

“Yeah, I know,” Niki said.  “So, what do we do about him?”  Niki gestured to the sleeping baby.  “I mean we can’t - we can’t kill him!  I know we’ve been trying to but - it just - it doesn’t feel right doing that to a baby!  I mean he’s what, one?  Maybe a little older than that?”

“I’ve been thinking about that,” Jack answered, taking a long swig of his hot chocolate.  “Look, we both saw the message and Sam confirmed it.  Dream killed Tommy and tried to revive him but it didn’t work?  Or at least not the way Dream intended to work.”

Niki nodded, showing that she was paying attention.

“So, I was thinking that.  We raise Tommy,” Jack continued.  “Niki, think about it!”  Jack cut her off.  “This is a second chance to get this right!  Tommy acted the way he acted because no one cared!  At least not the people that Tommy kept trying to get the approval from.  Think about it!  Why else would he have gone to Techno instead of Sam or Eret?  Why else would Tommy constantly stick around Wilbur even when we saw that he was losing it?  Why else would Tommy keep sticking up for Ghostbur when Ghostbur barely remembers anything that isn’t a “Good Memory” when Alivebur was around?  Why else would Tommy keep going toe to toe with Dream even after Phil teamed up with him?”

“It’s because Tommy kept trying to get their approval!  To finally prove to them that he’s worth their love!  Even Tubbo fell into that category a bit but I couldn’t blame Tubbo for that!  It was either Tommy got exiled or L’Manburg was gone, but the dude never took time to visit Tommy except after the failed execution.  I doubt even Tommy knew what happened.  But Tubbo didn’t have to hand Tommy over to Dream knowing their history and yet he was shocked, that Dream.  I don’t even know what happened in exile but Tommy literally keeps getting this look in his eyes the same way Ghostbur does when he’s about to forget something or trying to remember something bad that just happened.”  Jack took another swig of his drink before continuing.

“Look, Niki.  This is our chance to do right!  We can raise Tommy right!  Phil was never around!  He was always off on some adventure only returning for about a month or two before heading off again.  Literally handing being a parent over to his teenage son, because he didn’t want to parent another child  and be tied down.  Wilbur literally lost it!  I don't know what happened, but Wilbur lost it!  He was literally planning on killing Tommy on that stage with him when set off the TNT.  That’s why he gave Tommy the position of President!”  Jack exclaimed, coming to the conclusion of what happened that day.  Getting up Jack started to pace back and forth.

“Tommy was supposed to take the position of President and give the speech while Wilbur went to the button and set them off!  Only Tommy turned it down and Tubbo took it.  Phil came but Wilbur still set them off with the help of Techno and killed Wilbur.  Tommy saw the whole thing but still tried to prove to Phil that he still had another son.  Techno just didn’t care.  He was always off on some tournament or off on adventure with Phil.”

“It’s no wonder Tommy ended up the way he did.  No one told him to stop.  Tommy wanted his family to finally see him.  So, he didn’t the only way he knew how.  By getting their attention in the negative way because he finally had their attention.  It makes sense now!  Oh my Primes!”

The sound of the chair scraping against the wood floor was the only sign Jack had before Niki placed her hand on his shoulder.  Then she brought him into a hug.

“Niki, we could be Tommy’s parents.  We could raise Tommy right!  Think about it!  Dream’s in prison but he thinks the Revive Book didn’t work!  So, why breakout?  Why leave the prison when the one person that he would go after is dead and the Revive Book didn’t work?  Techno is retired!  So, we don’t have to worry about him.  And there’s no more wars!  As a matter of fact, if we raise Tommy right.  Then we won’t have to worry about conflict at all!  Because Tommy would know not to start anything, would know that he is loved, and that he didn’t have to do something majorly stupid to try and prove that he’s worth our love and care.  Because we show him that we do!”

“What about Tubbo and Ranboo?  Wouldn’t they get suspicious if we showed up with a baby boy that looked like Tommy?”  Niki asked, giving her friend a skeptical look.  The more Jac spoke, the more Niki started to think that Jack might have a point.

“We’ll hold a funeral.  That way no one would know that Tommy’s alive!  We might have to get Sam to make a fake body and just tell everyone that Dream threw the body in the lava and we are just giving the people and Tommy some semblance.  And as far as our “son?”  He’s a child that he found!  We were getting materials for a house or another base or something and we found a child.  There was no one around so we took him in and no one in the villages nearby knew who the parents were so we adopted him.”

“That could work,” Niki said slowly, thinking it over in her head.  They could do this.  If everyone thought that Tommy was dead and Dream believed that the Revive Book didn’t work.  Then they could raise Tommy right and there would be no more wars.

So, why did Niki have this horrible feeling of foreboding?

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Taggging: @weirdmixofweirdness, @tracobuttons, @ashedflower, @isa-ghost

[duskfallsorrels]

Another ask game question! /nf

How canon-divergent vs. canon-compliant are you?

ghostbur/wilbur: there was never a soul split. never alivebur in limbo. I got revived, not sent to that train track hell all alone seeing my name on kinlists like canonical ghostbur did. rip. also I think we killed dream in that timeline. also I was in the end once??? someone gave me a chorus fruit??? it tastes like water.

sig: i was a puyo quest blue/red sig! had a red patch like my demon arm on the general area of my red eye n wore a cape n stuff. I have some old shitty art of that btw.

duskie: compared to lal canon? I'm literally spgdv duskie, maybe catskie. which. well it STARTS off as live a live at first, and then pre-duskverse knight commits internal mitosis and becomes Cringe (endogenic) and that's where Odio came from, yet Knight also was Like That. then the whole part with me (Duskie) in it starts post-finale and. yeah the heroes met up again. honestly just ask me to infodump about spgdv n duskie in your inbox or on my fandom blog I love the skie.

schezo: got possessed by that crown 💀

c!ivorycello: yknow those kin timelines where clingyduo are in romantic relationships even though both ccs don't like actual shipping of them and how that's alright because you generally can't control your kin canons? yeah I've got that old ivorylore -> new ivorylore (or something else) kin canon.