wilbur / waylen. 23 years old (bodily 19). faitive, heavily source attached. he / it / thym pronouns. familial yume. front frequency fluctuates so this blog may be dead at times. anchor, holder. asks + dms open.
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almost home

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oozey mess
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Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Claire Keane
we're not kids anymore.
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wilbur / waylen. 23 years old (bodily 19). faitive, heavily source attached. he / it / thym pronouns. familial yume. front frequency fluctuates so this blog may be dead at times. anchor, holder. asks + dms open.
i need my headmates to start doing external communication so bad. guys ive been doing a good job on the notes sadge. do it back.
some sketches
happy nov 16 o7
escaping to pogtopia after being exiled
(sorta prequel to this)
wait i’ll put this one up too today. cuz its funny
throws him at you
Brahh
c!Tommy copes with humour to me.
My Fundy left when he was eighteen. He never came back, but I did look for him. I found out he was okay, doing coding and youtube stuff, making a name for himself. I do miss him.
My source memories are weirdly vivid for a system with aphantasia. Most of them are in the form of very strong emotions but there’s also some memories that I can’t really explain. I can’t remember them clearly but I also Do.
I wish there was a server for dsmp yumeshippers. I’d make one but I can’t manage a server for the life of me.
playing minecraft is so strange to me. i feel so happy and joyous but i am also attacked by intense feelings of missing my friends. half of the time i expect tommy to start shouting again. or to hear big q’s giggles. or to hear phil say tommy’s name in an exasperated tone.
unfortunately i am indeed a father who still baby talks his grown adult son. i cant help it.
snywsy i love my SON!!!