Mb-rihn - Silliest Goose

Dead Poets Society (1989) dir. Peter Weir

Sometimes, Wilbur wonders if he had entered the wrong world when he came back to life.

The world as he knew it, was bright. Even in Pogtopia's cold walls, there was warmth, small but bright, full of life that seemed to never go out.

The world that he came into, with grey hair, and a patched up scar, and memories of a train station that had haunted him for years, is much colder.

There's little to no light. Wilbur sometimes wonders how the flowers survived.

He wonders how he will survive, when Tommy's glow no longer lives within him.

Maybe Tommy will shine brighter with time. Maybe, he can be the one to make him smile! Wilbur wants to take out his old guitar and sing. Maybe that will cheer Tommy up.

He wants to hug him (but Tommy doesn't like hugs). To make his old shirt anew, to dye that white streak away, because Tommy's not like him. Tommy's bright and playful, and full of light.

Not a little broken boy held together by bandages and scars.

I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.

- The Song Of Achilles, Madeline Miller

sbi hugs for a secret santa :D

Finished watching Moon Knight and instead got a dsmp idea what the fuck is wrong with me.

Anyway, Wilbur Soot centric fic where there is a little guy who likes blue and sheep who calls himself Ghostbur in his fricking head

And isn't that just nice?

Phil and Techno are his Ghostbur life. Phil's his dad who thinks this is his son's actual ghost, and Techno is his brother (twin).

Tommy is his Wilbur life. Tommy's just a kid Wilbur got attached too, but they would do anything for each other

(Wilbur ran away after his Mother's death, but a part of him wanted to stay with his Dad, so cue ghostbur)

Basically Techno and Phil see Wilbur, 4/4 sbi, angst, and chaos ensues

I FOUND PEER PRESSURE DUO FANART OF BABY RANBOO, TECHNO, AND PHIL AT THE BEACH AND TECHNO TESTING OUT THE SUNSCREEN ON A RANDOM ENDERMAN AND I CAN'T FIND IT HELP MEEE

I wrote a poem about L’Manberg

You were built by friendships and kindness

Founded on an idea of safety (and destroyed by their blindness)

Thrice, the ground you stood on was broken

Twice, the people who made you were at fault for it

Your symphony is unfinished

Your legacy is incorrect

You were full of laughter, once

That’s what people forget; they only remember the pain that took place within you

And pretend it was your fault that it happened

Maybe you’d still be here

But the people who were loyal to you were kicked out

One died to kill his grief after he killed you

The other returned after being cast away, but was unable to save you

He is remained of you when his brother plays his guitar

He is reminded of you when he makes flower crowns with his friends

He is reminded of you when he sits on a bench

He is reminded of you when he sees redwood trees

When he hears laughter

When his best friend tells him a joke

Others are reminded of you when he smiles

But that’s been such a rare sight, since you’ve been gone

On the anniversary of your first victory he brings you flowers

On the anniversary of the worst day of his life, he visits that wretched room and asks what he could’ve done better to stop it from happening

On the anniversary of your final defeat he can’t get out of bed.

People still walk along whatever earth is left under you.

There is a bridge there now.

Plants grow from the obsidian that blocks out the sun

Life persists even on the tool that was used to kill you

The people who loved you remember you well

But your story hasn’t been told by them

It’s been told by the ones responsible for your downfall

And the ones who never held you close at all

History is told by the winner, not the one in the right

And your story is told by people who did not know you

And it is told wrong

Man fucking Bungou Stray Dogs, how the FUCK am I supposed to explain the plot to anyone anymore.

"This broke ass twink finds out he's a tiger, gets semi-adopted/hired by a band of traumatized ability users (read a book to understand each one), BUT WAIT, there's an EVIL group of ability users with MORE traumatized bisexuals. Uh oh, tiger twink has a rival (they both have daddy issues), wait is that the AMERICANS PLANNING TO BOMB JAPAN WITH A FLYING WHALE??!! Here's the fucking thinker over here (read: Dazai[Ranpo]). Let's take ibuprofen together. Okay Mr. Fitzgerald is gone (not really, you can't get rid of him)- SHIT it's the RUSSIANS!! Who is that rat? It's FYODOR DOSTOEVSKY?! He's ALSO the thinker. NOOO grandpa soukoku don't die!! Shin Soukoku epic montage. Cool, we're safe- JUST KIDDING!! THERE'S A BOOK THAT RE-WRITES SHIT AND THE RAT HAS IT AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT! "and I, Lelouch Vi Britanni- I mean Fukuchi Ouchi, will nuke the earth using my vampire army with security clearance from the United Nations. I hope my ex-husband Suzaku Kururugi Fukuzawa Yukichi doesn't try to stop me!"

tommy is a gremlin, he behaves like a sim, he’s a millionaire, he’s living in a horror movie set, he has plot armor, he has maxed out charisma stats and transcended the capacity for embarrassment, he gets zero bitches, he will talk to literally anyone, everyone he meets only has good things to say about him, he’s straight, he wears rainbow socks and drinks from a gay water bottle, a demonic doll shared bunk beds with him for two months, he loves making content, if he streams for over an hour an half he will die, he’s made a big impact on fellow ccs from how he makes content and on fans for just being himself, he loves to do legos and invites people over just to watch him do it, he got himself an internet brother except it’s not a joke anymore and they’re just real brothers, he does literally whatever he wants and it works out, he’s living his best life, we’re all just background characters in his main character arc

Thinking about starting a bitter feud with @omeletteyyy