Wyatt Denvers

Indie blog of OC's, Multi-verse, any fandoms. Mun is of age.

[denverswyatt]

Hey loves.

With the tumblr D-day impending I’d like to inform everyone that I’d begrudgingly make the shift to discord for rps. I’m not happy about the no small text or 2k character limit; but lets be real I’m about my porn and shit and so I can’t actively support such a sex negative stance as tumblr has taken in lieu of their lack of action for YEARS. Their poor job at monitoring their own sight (which to be fair, would be hard enough as is since this is a huge site and all) and the known problems with algorithms and the internet; I’m moving along in search of the next tumblr that’s not a cunt about their failings. XD Anyways, if yall wanna rp in the future/keep in contact this is my thingy. Solann#7175

[denverswyatt]

Hey loves.

With the tumblr D-day impending I’d like to inform everyone that I’d begrudgingly make the shift to discord for rps. I’m not happy about the no small text or 2k character limit; but lets be real I’m about my porn and shit and so I can’t actively support such a sex negative stance as tumblr has taken in lieu of their lack of action for YEARS. Their poor job at monitoring their own sight (which to be fair, would be hard enough as is since this is a huge site and all) and the known problems with algorithms and the internet; I’m moving along in search of the next tumblr that’s not a cunt about their failings. XD Anyways, if yall wanna rp in the future/keep in contact this is my thingy. Solann#7175

[denverswyatt]

Hey loves.

With the tumblr D-day impending I’d like to inform everyone that I’d begrudgingly make the shift to discord for rps. I’m not happy about the no small text or 2k character limit; but lets be real I’m about my porn and shit and so I can’t actively support such a sex negative stance as tumblr has taken in lieu of their lack of action for YEARS. Their poor job at monitoring their own sight (which to be fair, would be hard enough as is since this is a huge site and all) and the known problems with algorithms and the internet; I’m moving along in search of the next tumblr that’s not a cunt about their failings. XD Anyways, if yall wanna rp in the future/keep in contact this is my thingy. Solann#7175

[denverswyatt]

Hey loves.

With the tumblr D-day impending I’d like to inform everyone that I’d begrudgingly make the shift to discord for rps. I’m not happy about the no small text or 2k character limit; but lets be real I’m about my porn and shit and so I can’t actively support such a sex negative stance as tumblr has taken in lieu of their lack of action for YEARS. Their poor job at monitoring their own sight (which to be fair, would be hard enough as is since this is a huge site and all) and the known problems with algorithms and the internet; I’m moving along in search of the next tumblr that’s not a cunt about their failings. XD Anyways, if yall wanna rp in the future/keep in contact this is my thingy. Solann#7175

[luzuli-dreams]

THERE is a PETITION

https://www.change.org/p/tumblr-com-allow-nsfw-content-on-tumblr

guys, there’s a petition, if you haven’t signed it, please sign it!! i’m not certain of how helpful it’ll be (as tumblr staff are apparently unwavering despite all this backlash), but it’s close to the needed amount of signatures!! spread this like wildfire, and sign it you haven’t!! please reblog so it gets out there!

this ban hurts so many people, artists, people discovering themselves. it this has damaged so many artists, and it doesn’t address the actual issue. @staff what do you genuinely think this will acomplish? your algorithm is broke, fix it. otherwise, hope you enjoy a dramatic decrease on people here. 

[denverswyatt]

Hey loves.

With the tumblr D-day impending I’d like to inform everyone that I’d begrudgingly make the shift to discord for rps. I’m not happy about the no small text or 2k character limit; but lets be real I’m about my porn and shit and so I can’t actively support such a sex negative stance as tumblr has taken in lieu of their lack of action for YEARS. Their poor job at monitoring their own sight (which to be fair, would be hard enough as is since this is a huge site and all) and the known problems with algorithms and the internet; I’m moving along in search of the next tumblr that’s not a cunt about their failings. XD Anyways, if yall wanna rp in the future/keep in contact this is my thingy. Solann#7175

[denverswyatt]

The hour was drawing late in the castle and the party roared on as it usually did, but this night Ares found himself tiring much earlier than he typically did; bringing the cup of wine to his lips to finish off the remaining liquid he had before setting it back down to the table. Standing with a bit of purpose, the redhead smiled to his father the king as he spoke over the loudness to excuse himself for the night and headed to the stairwell that`d lead him to his private chambers; exchanging small pleasantries with those whom he crossed on the way. He was hoping to make a quick exit, but it took him a good fifteen minutes to clear the banquet hall before he finally made it out and was on the stairwell. 

It`s not long before his in the hallway that leads him to his room; not noticing that he door is ajar before he pushes into the room and promptly beginning ripping clothes from his body, wanting nothing more than to be utterly naked before he collapses into his bed for the evening. His shirts flung somewhere into the room as he closes his eyes and when he opens it he`s greeted with the sight of someone he didn’t know to be of the servants in his room and is clearly not supposed to be where he was. “Lose your way friend?” He asks, no venom in just voice; instead a hint of hunger. 

@nat20men

[denverswyatt]

Getting an invite to a random costume party was potentially the best thing to happen to Javier that entire week; prompting him to work his hardest to finish all the assignments he had to get done for the next week done early so he could truly relax that evening at the party and have a nice weekend of relaxing to follow it. His costume this year was a little cheesy perhaps, but he didn’t care and honestly he wasn’t ashamed of putting his nerdiness on display either; which was good cause he was going as the red ranger from power rangers. He’d found a particularly form fitting suit while idly working his way around the mall and here was was staring at himself in the mirror with the costume essentially painted on to him nodding approvingly.

Grabbing a small backpack for the essentials he’d needed, Javier locked his door and headed out to his jeep to head off to the party; listening to silly Halloween music as he drove. Pulling into the driveway of the party where he parked and exited his vehicle, locking it and backing up a step before he bumped into someone and turned round to see a taller mirror image of himself. “Looks like I’m not the only nerd here tonight, nice costume dude.” He chuckles to the stranger in the Red ranger costume.

@hotsexydorks

[denverswyatt]

I’m having a Fall out Boy moment rn; hello preteen years... it’s been a while. Getting to replies now loves! 

[twoofcups]

bruce: finally, someone who understands !!! isn’t sharing your mind and body with a monster the worst???? it’s ruined my life and i want to die.

eddie, who came so hard from venom slithering up into his asshole that he went blind for like twenty minutes this morning:

[denverswyatt]

Hey guys; I’m working on drafts and shit slowly atm. I’ve had this stupid fucking old that just won’t fucking shake for about the past month now. It was all good for a little bit there just before I came back and flared right up again the weekend I came back. So I’m trying to kick that bitch and live the good life again? I miss breathing normally... through the nose. Super tired of waking up gasping for air cause my mouth closed and suddenly there’s untold amount of snot in my throat cause I breathed in from my nose D:

TMI, but I’ve always loved painting a picture. 

[denverswyatt]

The Rescue. //

[denverswyatt]

Despite the lack of any formal combat training, Chetan moved with ease as they crossed the compound; delivering death like that was his actual job and not being nothing less than something of a simple merchant. The pair moved quickly to the gates and once on the other side Chetan hit the decloaking button for his ship, pushing the prince gingerly along as he continued to watch their flank and behind them. “Just a few minutes and we will be.” He informed the other as they rounded a large rock formation that served as cover for Chetan’s ship.

A brief look to the sky only told a tale of devastation as hull fragments could be seen raining into the atmosphere; a thing that would become worrisome once they were up in the air, though for now Chetan was solely focused on getting to his ship.It only took a mere five minutes of passing through rocky crevasses before the duo spilled out into a clearing where the ship awaited them. “Okay, get inside and strap in. It’ll be some time before I can look at your wound and even then; it’s going to a bumpy ride out of here.” He warned the prince as he padded toward and up the ramp of his vessel, closing the hatch behind him and heading towards the cockpit.

“Fire the thrusters and cloak us; also bring the shields up... we’re not unknown to the antiaircraft cannons anymore.” He commanded the AI in his ship which spurred to motion as he spoke, Chetan’s hands moving easily over buttons and switches to get his ship up into the air. “Here goes nothing...” Chetan sighs as he knew he didn’t have the best ship out there,however she had been reliable enough up to this point and all they had to do was clear the battle field and from there it’d be mostly smooth sailing he hoped.

[denverswyatt]

The simple nod that Wyatt offer to the notion his people were connected to the earth; as in it’s purest form, they were in every aspect connected to the host they carried, love and sustained them. From his hand built dwell in a giant tree, to the vast forest he lived in and all it’s contents; Wyatt lived in harmony with the world around him. It wasn’t uncommon to find him in the middle of a gathering of forest animals, riding the elk that lived in his presence and that didn’t included his tending to the flora either. “What’s a map?” He asked, as he’d never heard or needed to use one of them objects spoken of; the natural world provided all one needed to navigated oneself if they knew what to look for.

“Life is an adventure Helios, from the time you enter the world till when you pass on from this realm you adventure.” He mused as it’d been his experience of the world; though he didn’t know his own upbringing wasn’t the common among all the folk across the lands. “Not that I need to prove myself to anyone here, but I live to roam and explore so... obviously I’m going to say yes.” Wyatt chuckles as he raises a hand to the other and shakes his head. “Believe what you hear my friend; things had an odd chance of being true in our world. No matter how far fetched the tale is, there’s so shred of truth to it and to dismiss it is utter folly.” He spoke from experience, having encountered many creatures in his travels and having found himself needing to defend himself against some fearsome beasts  he couldn’t imagine.

“No need for that Helios, I’ve never wore boots before and I refuse to start now. This man worked stone is only bothering my feet because it’s not natural, once we step off the path and into the softer unbeaten path I’ll be fine.” Wyatt dismissed the idea of wearing any footwear, as he knew his feet were calloused from their constant exposure to the rough terrain Wyatt sped through; having developed a strength to the pads to a point where he rarely noticed he was bare footed. “Now come on and lead me to this marsh, I’m excited to explore.” He ushers the other, point his staff forward as he continues to walk; even finding himself speeding up in impatience.

[denverswyatt]

“I’ve never been part of a country...” Wyatt chuckles as it seemed like the most obvious part of his previous words, he only belonged to one place and that was the wilderness; beyond that he had no allegiance to anything other than mother earth. “No not really.” A bright smile pulled his lips apart as he watches the child frolic around attempting to catch the ethereal butterflies, the few who did so found the insect to dissipate into bright sparks; not harming but invoking more joy from the youngsters.

“Illusions are merely ways to past the time, as the for staff; it’s a burden of love and a rite of passage.” Wyatt shrugged as though they were nothing, despite both being significant within the woods he usually padded around in. “In many respects, what I’ve demonstrated is mere child’s play. Where I’m from the magic runs deep into the earth and it bends to my peoples will with practiced ease. Everything thrums with life and energy.” The words spoken with deep passion, Wyatt eyes close as he imagines the many memories he’d made in his native land; opening his eyes before taking a deep breath.

“Illusions can be very convincing can’t they?” He mused as the barren illusion was but a front to keep outsider away; maintained through ritual and sacrifice, though potent in it’s sway to those untrained. “I wouldn’t name my people as a colony, more like loosely found wildflowers in a meadow; spread out across the largest field you’ve ever seen.” Wyatt chuckles as druids really only congregated for special rituals, though never more than small groups that are draw together by each others energy.

Cocking his head to Leo, Wyatt shrugged as he pondered upon the question. “Depends on the kind of help you need I suppose.” He offers to the other, hand moving up to stroke the short hair of his chin. “Well I do love exploring and marshes too.” Wyatt hums for a moment and nods. “I think I shall accompany you into these marshes Leo, it’ll get me away from here and into somewhere... more natural.” He mused, as he looks down to his barefeet on the cobblestone footpath; something that was causing slight pain since he begone traveling on it.

[denverswyatt]

“Warfall Castle.” He echos the other’s words, trying the location on his own tongue and smiling as it didn’t seem to hold onto the grim name it bared or at least in the moment. A brow cocked to the other, as he’d never heard of a king before. “King of whom exactly?” Wyatt pondered aloud, as the people he came from much like most of the druids; didn’t bother with the mundane monarchy and everything that it entailed. They lived outside of it’s reach and received nothing from the so called king and therefore didn’t recognized such a title or stature.

Following the others eyes, Wyatt felt a smile settling upon his face; before lifting his staff for a moment and slamming it down releasing a cloud of butterflies. Several children nearby shrieked with excitement and Wyatt simply shrugged. “I crafted it myself, spent my years growing the tree and gather all the other assorted bits and baubles.” He informed the other, which was an amazing feat in and of itself; very little of the druid’s secrets where known to the common folk and even less about their magicks. 

“Wyatt.” The earthen witch identified himself while offering his hand to the other. “Druid from the Island of Yumea... most nobody knowns me in Warfell.” Wyatt looks around the square as he wanted to confirm that he knew no one around him before nodding to the other. “My people don’t typically venture where civilization exists.” He states though figured it was known by the way several people had reacted to his presence. “So Leo the magical troublemaker, have you not learn to master your gifts yet?” He inquired, as within the forests of Yumea when the Elders learn of emerging magic; they tutor said child for a short few years so that the basics are understood before abandoning the child to the wilderness till they either mastered they gifts or perished from the world.

[denverswyatt]

Living a mostly secluded life bore deeply into Wyatt, thus causing him to be fairly distracted by the hustle and bustle of market square provided; to the point where he was merely staring at everything around him as he moved about the crowd. Everything seems too much honestly, which is why Wyatt rarely ever ventured to the mainland or any of the towns; the noise was enough to keep him away without mentioning the stimulus overload of the crowded areas.

He was distracted enough to not notice a man turning to him and subsequently running into him, drawing Wyatt’s attention to find no one in front of him until his eyes cast downwards to find a robed man on the floor. “I’m so sorry friend, I was so caught up with everything I didn’t even notice your presence.” He apologized as he extended a hand to the other, bending slightly to bracing himself for the weight of the other as he would draw him back into a standing position.

“I’m not from these places,” Wyatt offers as a reason as to why he was so distracted, hoping it’d relieve some of potential anger of the other who was knocked down by him. The city square was vastly different than his forest home; where he might run into one other being every few days of so, instead of being surrounded by other like he was in the moment.

[denverswyatt]

Being a great spectacle was not an uncommon thing for Wyatt, it was typically a queer thing to see a druid of the forest wandering far from their forests; but then again Wyatt was not the typical druid. His magic was stronger than most of his brethren and his free spirited nature drove him all over the place and that’s what brought him momentarily to the main land, a mere whim and a few hours paddling out from his island forests. 

He wore robes spun in a silk he’d cultivated in his forest, the garment clinging loosely to his muscular frame while also exposing a great deal of his sun kissed skin; having spent much of his time working and worshiping in the light of day. Pulling his traveling bag more firmly up on his shoulder, Wyatt strode into the market square of Warfall Castle; his ironwood staff personally carved and imbued with great magic leading his every step. 

@ofburningblood