#ttw will

[king-plutos-typewriter]

MY OC Willard Czar after 20,000+ words of me just making his world more and more uninhabitable--

Tag your most tortured OC ❤️

[nonobarks]

[loupy-mongoose]

@tokyoteddywolf and I were chatting, and she fed me the lovely line "Mama raised a fool not a quitter!" about Momo and Rosie.

Instant mental image.

Mama does not approve of that line. XD

[shikiswife]

BOOK BOOK BOOK!

I finally published! Share everywhere, with everyone, leave a review ❤️

Part 1 of 5, it takes place in a fleshed out fantasy world, but my focus with writing will always be on the people walking through it. It's about their experiences in the situations I put them in, forcing them to learn about themselves and grow. Three different MC's that experience the world's in VERY different ways lmao.

And don't let the age category fool you, that's a publisher's mistake, it's 18+. This story is filled with 25yo+ adults dealing with adult issues, and I write explicit. Even if it's not the focus, violence is had 👌

[artyphex]

Me, writing Val eat Vox’s ass with the full knowledge I promised to read all this out loud

[littlemiss101]

been playing tale of two wastelands... their nonbinary daddy issue swag is off the charts

[eightfifteen]

Fave thing about The Third Wheeler is that Holly never questions the fact that Mike doesn’t have a girlfriend. Not once. She’s truly just like “of course Mike can’t pull any bitches no need to be rude and gossip about him still having to share rent with his best friend”

[emedeme]

Uhh it's been so long but I'm thrilled - I finally started coloring chapter 6 and halfway done inking chapter 7! Definitely on track to come back from the hiatus in a few weeks ⚡

I hope I can give a release date soon, but I'm thinking end of January/first week of February heheheh

[dollywheeler]

October 19th, 1996

Dear diary,

Yesterday was so much fun! I haven’t been able to stop practicing Champagne Supernova all morning long. It’s still such a great song, and it’s even better now that I can play it myself.

It was weird leaving school with Mike yesterday though - first of all, to hang around after last period while everyone else rushed for the door, and then to wait as the school emptied out and Mike gathered his stuff. He had to make a detour past the office, so by the time we were on the parking lot it was basically empty.

I asked where Will was, and Mike explained that Will doesn’t have any classes on Friday afternoon so he went to pick up El from the greyhound terminal in Indianapolis. She is home again for a few weeks after spending the last two in Chicago with Max, Lucas, and Erica.

I was disappointed at first, but Mike assured me he’d be back for dinner. Just as I’d feared, it was awkward to be around Mike while it was just the two of us - I mean the only other time that has happened was when I was having a minor breakdown. It was a lot of awkward silence at first, asking stilted questions about how I was doing, and Mike tapping nervously on the steering wheel. I’d forgotten how twitchy he was, he manages to hide it well enough during class, but he does pace a lot, so that might be his outlet there.

Anyway, once he got back to his house it was a little easier - he got us something to drink and ran upstairs to grab his extra guitar - and then we settled into the sunroom to start practicing.

It was easy then - with the guitars between us like a barrier and having something to focus on that wasn’t each other. There was no expectation of talking about ourselves, no need to fill the awkward silence. The practice I got at at Stevenson’s paid off, as the intro to the song already went much smoother for me than it did Mike - I could even give him tips on shifting his fingers more easily.

By the time Will got back, I kind of regretted the interruption. It had been nice to spend time with Mike - after a while, it felt nothing like I’d feared; he didn’t make me feel small or like a child at all. For once, it felt like we were just friends hanging out. Even the moments where he was being too much of an annoying know-it-all older brother were strangely welcome.

I just don’t get why it couldn’t have been like this all along. Why, when he actually should have been my older brother, he was a million miles away.

I can’t think about it too much - I get too frustrated.

Anyway, Will got back and started on dinner while we continued playing. It was nice of him to cook for us so we could have more time to practice. Mom showed up right on time for dinner, and though tonight was a lot more casual than last time, it was just as nice. It's strange how quickly you can get used to something. Mike and mom mostly talked about Nancy and Jonathan’s latest work trip to Argentina. Apparently Nancy called right before mom was about to leave which is why she was a bit delayed. I think that made it easier for them - not having to focus on each other.

I’m sad I missed the call, so I might try calling her myself later tonight.

Anyway, I won’t get around to completing Song of Myself today as I’d planned, as dad and I are going on a spontaneous trip to the antiquities market in Bedford. I should have just asked Mike to read it to me while I was there yesterday. Hell, maybe I can convince Mike to just give me the cliff notes for Walden because I’m really not looking forward to having to read that next weekend. I already tried reading it once two summers ago, the last time we went to the lake, because it seemed appropriate, and it made me want to carve my eyeballs out from boredom.

I kept waiting for something to happen and all it did was make me want to rewatch Friday the 13th just so I could imagine someone chasing this guy around his cabin with an axe.

Anyway, I’m excited to go out with dad today. He’d just casually mentioned seeing an ad for the market during breakfast - I don’t think he was actually planning on going until I asked if we could go together so I’m glad I did. He doesn’t leave the house often enough these days. And I’ve barely seen him since school started because I’ve been so busy myself.

I heard him and mom arguing last night - though I couldn’t hear much, I’m pretty sure it was about having dinner at Mike’s. I really can’t fault him over it either. It’s just so confusing because Mike and mom talked much easier than last time, but seem to agree on not letting dad join us as well - I really don’t understand.

I know dad and him don't have much in common, but it’s not like they fought all the time either. Hell, dad doesn’t even yell ever - not even when Mike disappeared for hours on end and had mom worried out of her mind for the millionth time. I know I have no experience yet in being an adult but I’m sure having your parents over is just something you have to put up with - even if it’s against your will.

Besides, how can you actually learn to enjoy spending time with your parents when you never give them the chance? Nancy and mom get along better now than they ever did before. And sure, Nancy gets frustrated too sometimes with dad’s opinions, but she still comes over whenever she can and deals with it!

But what do I know, right?

Anyway, I really should be getting ready - dad wanted to leave before 11 and I have to be back in time for cheer practice.

Love, Holly

PS. Also mom called the developer and our homecoming pictures should finally be done sometime next week!!! I’m so excited to see how they turned out!

[ratlordsarah]

GUYS, I FOUND OUT WHAT HAPPENED TO WILL IN DR SUNSHINE IS DEAD OMG

so first, he is seen digging, and my theory is his own grave

Then, it is shown that in spongebob, we see a will wood in the sponge bob world being dug up in the same place

This leads to two things:

OUR WORLD WILL BE BIKINI BOTTOM

WILL WOOD IS TRAPPED IN THE SPONGEBOB WORLD, WE NEED TO FREE HIM

gosh, I love making 💩 posts 💀

Obviously this is not what happens, but it’s funny they still have the same vibe

[kalissimsblog]

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[thehivemindsys]

I dont draw often, but when I do, it’s my fallout OC.

Meet Finn Anderson II, aka The Lone Courier, aka Courier Six, aka the Lone Wanderer. He’s the protagonist from TTW, the hero of the Capital Wasteland, the scourge of the Mojave, and the most insane man in the wasteland. He created an independent New Vegas and finished Project Purity on sheer dumbassery alone. Low Intelligence, high Charisma, and all badassery. Oh yeah, he’s transmasc too.

[loupy-mongoose]

The recent VJ update be like-

Momo: Utterly preposterous, how could my brilliant plan have failed so spectacularly?!? D:<

This is beautiful! XD

[lovepollution]

The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel 4x08 (2022) || Take This Waltz (2011)

[artyphex]

Y'know, I've written a lot of fucked up shit, including surrealist cannibal-adjacent horror, intestines being ripped from a stomach via a large hook, and cats getting their eyes ripped out by rattlesnakes and yet deliberately describing a woman's breasts through the male gaze to get that "men writing women" flavored text might be what kills me

[atombombbaby]

When your "revisit the moment" thumbnail in Google Photos is just a Fallout 4 screenshot. (It COULD be FO3 or FNV, considering my most recent FO game was a Tale of Two Wastelands run)