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CAT

[mcmcnto-morii]

“I should make a boat to sail away from this place.” Wilson murmured, leaning over the edge of the Constant into the deep water below.

Leaning back then, he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “But if I were to fall off I’d drown… I suppose this isn’t really the place to learn how to swim, either.”

[the-wanderer-willow-deactivated]

She sat down in the grass close by. “I can’t swim either, and I never want to learn how. The way water feels on my skin is so awful!” Willow felt sick thinking about it.

“There was…one good thing about going out there.” Volcanos were something they both seemed excited over. “See…I went inside the volcano, and there’s a lot to cover, but the best thing among it was real, actual coffee beans. I hadn’t had coffee in so long I got jitters when I made some. Is that something up your alley?”

[mcmcnto-morii]

Wilson shifts to sit next to her, offering a small smile as he keeps his respectful distance. “I suppose there were a few factors that prevented me. I’ve never really lived anywhere too suitable for swimming, and I believe I’ve mentioned how sickly I was in my youth anyway. I don’t mind water, but the idea of having to try and swim gives me some anxiety because I know I’d drown.”

Head tilts curiously as Willow mentions a brighter side to her exploration, he’s all ears. Not like he’d go and see for himself, after all. Bright blue eyes widen as Willow mentions entering the volcano, and it’s clear that there are a million questions already beginning to pile up in the scientist’s brain. He tries, however, to contain himself to some extent. “Coffee? I do love coffee... I used to drink it almost religiously.” Wilson admits, with a small laugh. “Late nights and whatnot... I can only imagine how useful it could be to me now.” He sighed dreamily.

[gentlcmanscientist]

@mcmcnto-morii || shenanigans.

Normally, Wilson would never set up so close to the supposed edge of the world. But he’d gotten so caught up in what he was doing, was so distracted from the joys of oddly familiar company… Well, time had just slipped away. So they’d had to settle down where they were lest the darkness overtake them. Wilson didn’t want to have his back to the cold dark abyss below, so he decided to stare at it instead. This way, at least, he’d have a good view of the sunset.

At the other’s words he leans to steal a glance at the water directly below, a small shiver running down his back. Oh, he could only imagine how hellish it would be to fall and plummet into the water… He moves backwards, as well. “Agreed… really hammers home the whole feeling of being trapped.”

If he was perfectly honest, he didn’t like it much either. Things could easily be lost, especially when they were so close to the edge. He didn’t want to think about it too much, lest he go mad. Higgsbury shifted a little to bring his knees up and rest his chin on his arms.

They could always set up a different camp elsewhere, when Winter had run its course and they didn’t need to constantly scramble for food and firewood. At the very least, he found watching the sun’s light wane oddly peaceful.

(Ordinarily, it was a reminder that he had to get firewood, had to get a fire set up if he wanted to stay in the current area for the night.)

“I tried making a raft once. Just for a small trip out to try and find another island, one that wasn’t this one.” There’s a bit of a pause, then a bitter laugh. “It ended up sinking. Some sort of… thing pulled it under. I don’t know how that happened, honestly, but maybe the rules have changed.” Everything’s always changing around on the island. It’s almost annoying, in a way, he can’t predict new additions – but it gives him something to do, and it gets him to take surviving seriously.

[mcmcnto-morii]

Tearing his gaze from the water lapping at their desolate prison, Wilson looked to his clone and smiled softly. Deciding to get more comfortable as well, he crossed his legs and placed his hands in his lap. It was still kind of amazing that the other was here, with him, and that they were so similar. Sometimes it made Wilson wonder if he really had gone insane, but he was always quick to decide that he didn’t really care if he was or not. At least he wasn’t so alone with the other.

He’d been a bit down on his luck lately, and his camp had been a bit destroyed again, but once it was warmer he hoped that they could stay there. They could rebuild, be safe... and if not then there was plenty for them to harvest from the site. Watching the sun sink only made him feel tired. Usually it would strike a certain sort of fear within the scientist but he’s so cold, and it’s been so long since he last slept...

“You did?” He turns to his other, voice full of intrigue. Wilson nods as the other regales his misfortune, before a deep sigh escapes him. Head turns back towards the waves and he places his cheek in the palm of his hand, eyebrows furrowed in upset. “It seems like someone is always trying to change the rules.” He mutters quietly, before closing his eyes tight. “And it’s infuriating. I swear every time I get into a rhythm something else has to come along and ruin it. First the seasonal giants, and then caves, and so much that I can’t even keep track of it anymore!”

He has to pause to try and recollect himself, and when he speaks again he sounds more tired than before. “I think I might be onto something, some hypothetical way to get home, but I can’t test it because there’s never enough time or resources.”

[mcmcnto-morii]

He shifts on his feet, dumping the logs down far enough away from the edge of the world as they knew it so that they wouldn't be losing the precious fuel to the waters below, and takes a seat next to his doppelganger, taking a peek at what might be a replica of the ocean and scooting back a bit. "Lord, that's high." -- //hkjhjkh hewwo

Normally, Wilson would never set up so close to the supposed edge of the world. But he’d gotten so caught up in what he was doing, was so distracted from the joys of oddly familiar company... Well, time had just slipped away. So they’d had to settle down where they were lest the darkness overtake them. Wilson didn’t want to have his back to the cold dark abyss below, so he decided to stare at it instead. This way, at least, he’d have a good view of the sunset.

At the other’s words he leans to steal a glance at the water directly below, a small shiver running down his back. Oh, he could only imagine how hellish it would be to fall and plummet into the water... He moves backwards, as well. “Agreed... really hammers home the whole feeling of being trapped.”

[mcmcnto-morii]

“I should make a boat to sail away from this place.” Wilson murmured, leaning over the edge of the Constant into the deep water below.

Leaning back then, he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “But if I were to fall off I’d drown… I suppose this isn’t really the place to learn how to swim, either.”

[the-wanderer-willow-deactivated]

“It…won’t work,” she sighed, eyes dimming. “It’s like this place is separate from where we’re all from. There’s just more islands, smaller and full of snakes.”

Willow had hated sailing out in that boat. The stench of the ocean, the occasional freezing splash of water against her skin…How desperate was she back then to try escaping that way?

“There’s this big volcano out there, too, which is SO cool!” And she paused to remember the glory of it, eyes sparking briefly back up before dousing again. “Ah…But really…really bad. This as far as I know is the only island safe from it.”

[mcmcnto-morii]

Wilson perked at the sound of the familiar voice, turning his head to look at his dearest friend. “I... suppose that would make sense. I’ve been hypothesizing that we’re in an entirely different dimension than the one we came from. It’s just... too different.” A soft sigh, Wilson ran his hand through his hair which flattened for only a moment before bouncing back into place.

“A volcano? Really? I’ve never seen one in person before.” Just as Willow’s did, Wilson’s eyes lit up with wonder at the idea of getting to examine one up close. Shaking his head, however, he figured that all the risk wouldn’t be worth it. “Well... I’m glad to know that someone’s at least tried it before. Unfortunate that it didn’t work, of course, but it does save me from going out into god knows what. I can’t even swim.” The scientist murmured, casting another glance at the seemingly endless stretch of water before shifting farther away from the edge.

[mcmcnto-morii]

“I should make a boat to sail away from this place.” Wilson murmured, leaning over the edge of the Constant into the deep water below.

Leaning back then, he swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. “But if I were to fall off I’d drown... I suppose this isn’t really the place to learn how to swim, either.”

[izu-deactivated20200130]

ah, he’s really therapeutic to draw

[mcmcnto-morii]

;;the first time Wilson killed a butterfly and got an actual stick of butter from it, he laughed so hard that he cried

He ended up sobbing hysterically at the end

[thestubbornscientist]

im sorry but can we talk about how out of it wilson looks

hes just,,,,not all there

[bl00dalchemist]

Lemme steal a few seconds of your day to show you this blushed Wilson.

Thanks you may continue.

[yourfaveisdummythicc]

Wilson from Don’t Starve is dummy thicc, and the clap of his ass cheeks keeps alerting the hounds! (Requested by @rosebudgh0st)

[gentlcmanscientist]

@mcmcnto-morii || shenanigans with doppelgangers.

For a few moments, Wilson is confused by the voice. It sounds something like his own— for a second he wonders if he had spoken out loud. But that didn’t make much sense, he hadn’t been thinking anything along those lines. Clueless, axe is tugged from a half-chopped tree and the scientist turns around to see if something was happening… only to find himself face to face with someone who looked exactly like him.

Eyes grow wide as he takes in the odd sight, and his mind is instantly filled with countless questions and possibilities. Had Maxwell done this? Had he gone insane? There was no way that something like this could be possible. And yet here it was, right in front of him, the seemingly impossible had become reality. It makes his heart flutter, and a wide, excited grin slowly comes to Wilson’s face as he moves in closer. No need to be shy when dealing with yourself, right?

“Stars and atoms…” comes the small breath, cheeks almost aching from smiling so widely. “This is amazing! Are you real? Where in the world did you come from?”

Briefly, the double looks around upon hearing his own voice– He definitely wasn’t saying that sort of thing. Then his gaze finally focuses on what looked to be himself.

His lips part for a moment in silent shock, before his jaw snaps shut with an audible click and he squints. He’s not hallucinating, is he? The headache was there, sure, but it was more towards background noise that he’s been dealing with for the past… however long he was here, really. It’s low-grade pain. Nothing he can’t handle.

But this? This was going to be a right pain in the arse, if he had any indication of what was coming, he would’ve avoided himself. As much as he desired human contact, this was talking to himself, literally.

The most he can gather is that whoever is up on the throne is up to some sort of shenanigans involving him. (He doesn’t want anything to do with it.) “Er, yes, I am real. Or, as real as I can get, I suppose.” He looks back to the tree with the face that he was just looking at, narrowing his eyes at it, then looking over to his double. “Britain. I ended up moving to somewhere in America, a house was left to me by a family member.”

He has to be hallucinating, he has to be. There’s no reasonable way that this is possible.

“Am I dreaming?”

[mcmcnto-morii]

Had this situation been any more different, Wilson would have reacted much differently. Excitement was something he hadn’t experienced very often here, but this? Seeing a copy of himself? Oh the possibilities were endless. If he really was a copy, would he hold the same level of intelligence? It was so perfect, if they teamed up then there would be no end to all that they could accomplish! They could conquer this world with ease, perhaps even find a way home... But maybe he was getting too far ahead of himself.

Curious, Wilson walks a slow circle around the double, but keeps his hands folded behind his back as he observes with a scrutinizing gaze. When the lap is completed though the axe is tossed to the ground, and the grinning scientist offers a gloved hand for a shake. It was only polite after all and besides, touch would help him figure out if the other was truly real or not.

“A good answer! None of us know how real of a place this even is.” Eyes bright, Wilson knew that he should’ve been considering the downsides to this whole ordeal. But it was so new and foreign that he simply couldn’t quell his curiosity. He could always worry about the situation later, after all. Never looking away, Wilson seemed stunned by the next answer. If it were possible for his eyes to get any more wide, surely they would have. “Really? That’s exactly what happened to me! Well, almost anyway. Say... your name wouldn’t happen to be Wilson Percival Higgsbury, would it?”

[de4drabb1t]

💕  baby hotline

please hold me close to you  💕

[mcmcnto-morii]

❝ this just don’t feel right to me. ❞ -- //wilson meets himself a second time.

For a few moments, Wilson is confused by the voice. It sounds something like his own— for a second he wonders if he had spoken out loud. But that didn’t make much sense, he hadn’t been thinking anything along those lines. Clueless, axe is tugged from a half-chopped tree and the scientist turns around to see if something was happening... only to find himself face to face with someone who looked exactly like him.

Eyes grow wide as he takes in the odd sight, and his mind is instantly filled with countless questions and possibilities. Had Maxwell done this? Had he gone insane? There was no way that something like this could be possible. And yet here it was, right in front of him, the seemingly impossible had become reality. It makes his heart flutter, and a wide, excited grin slowly comes to Wilson’s face as he moves in closer. No need to be shy when dealing with yourself, right?

“Stars and atoms...” comes the small breath, cheeks almost aching from smiling so widely. “This is amazing! Are you real? Where in the world did you come from?”

[badliares]

* 𝙼𝙾𝙳𝙴𝚁𝙽 𝙿𝙾𝙿 𝚂𝙾𝙽𝙶𝚂 𝚁𝙿 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴.

taken from all pop songs (mostly 2018 - 2019) from various artists. feel free to change any pronouns or sentence structure according to your muse’s preferences.

❝   lately i’ve been thinking, i want you to be happier.   ❞

❝   only for a minute, i want to change my mind.   ❞

❝   i wanna raise your spirits.   ❞

❝   i want to see you smile, but know that means i’ll have to leave.   ❞

❝   the image of you with someone is eating me up inside.   ❞

❝   we’ve run our course. we pretended we’re okay.   ❞

❝   this just don’t feel right to me.   ❞

❝   when the morning comes, we will see what we’ve become.   ❞

❝   it’s been seven minutes now since i’ve lost my way.   ❞

❝   it doesn’t seem that long but my whole world’s changed.   ❞

❝   it’s been seven minutes since i’ve lost the girl of my dreams.   ❞

❝   now i sink a little deeper, think a little clearer.   ❞

❝   is it too late to turn around? i’m already halfway out of town.   ❞

❝   i know how i let you down.   ❞

❝   i finally figure it out: i forgot to love you.   ❞

❝   radio’s playing song for me and you.   ❞

❝   how the hell did i end up losing you?   ❞

❝   if i came back now, would you still be there?   ❞

❝   if i come around, would you even care?   ❞

❝   i’m so tired of love songs.   ❞

❝   just wanna go home.   ❞

❝   i’m trying my best to meet somebody.   ❞

❝   everybody’s falling in love to our song.   ❞

❝   i’m killing my lonely nights with strangers.   ❞

❝   when they leave, i go back to our song.   ❞

❝   it hurts like heaven.   ❞

❝   can’t unmiss you, and i need you now.   ❞

❝   hush my dear, it’s been a difficult year.   ❞

❝   terrors don’t prey on innocent victims.   ❞

❝   trust me, darling.   ❞

❝   it’s been a loveless year.   ❞

❝   i’m a man of three fears: integrity, faith, and crocodile tears.   ❞

❝   look me in the eyes, tell me what you see.   ❞

❝   i wish i could make your heart believe.   ❞

❝   i’m a bad liar.   ❞

❝   now you know; you’re free to go.   ❞

❝   did all my dreams never mean one thing?   ❞

❝   i take my gun to the enemy’s side.   ❞

❝   i cannot hold my tongue, you gave me much to say.   ❞

❝   lying on the beach, in the middle of december.   ❞

❝   i’m thinking you’re too cool to even remember my face, my hair, my eyes, my lips and my name.   ❞

❝   your confidence is what i want.   ❞

❝   i’m loud ‘cause maybe you’re the one.    ❞

❝   i know i talk too much.   ❞

❝   i’m sweating bullets; nervous that you’d push away.   ❞

❝   so give me your two lips, and maybe i’ll shut up.   ❞

❝   you’re dressing all black in the middle of summer.   ❞

❝   you’re smoother than you think.   ❞

❝   your arms wrapped in leather - makes me want you forever.   ❞

❝   i cannot break this habit: pure anxiety.   ❞

❝   maybe i’ll just slow it down.   ❞

❝   i ain’t no stupid barbie doll.   ❞

❝   well, there you go again: telling me where i belong.   ❞

❝   you think i’m empty? i’m not.   ❞

❝   i’m a babe, i’m a boss, and i’m making these money.   ❞

❝   you won’t be so confident when i’m crushing you from the top.   ❞

❝   i can flip like a switch, and i cut like a blade.   ❞

❝   you call me, all friendly. telling me how much you miss me.   ❞

❝   go find somebody who would listen.   ❞

❝   i cut you off. i don’t need your love.   ❞

❝   you can try all you want but your time is up.   ❞

❝   save it, get gone, shut up.   ❞

❝   if you think i care about you now… well, i don’t give a fuck.   ❞

❝   this world can hurt you. it cuts you deep and leave a scar.   ❞

❝   things fall apart, but nothing breaks like a heart.   ❞

❝   we got all night to fall in love, and just like that we fall apart.   ❞

❝   nothing’s going to save us now.   ❞

❝   yeah, i just wanna drink tequila with my friends.   ❞

❝   the more i read it, the more i take offence.   ❞

❝   i post pictures of myself because i’m lonely.   ❞

❝   i just want this shit to end.   ❞

❝   i’m talking to myself - shit. now they think i’m crazy.   ❞

❝   found you when your heart was broken.   ❞

❝   i was afraid to leave you on your own.   ❞

❝   i said i’ll catch you if you fall.   ❞

❝   tell me how’s it feel sitting up there? feeling so high but you’re too far away to hold me.   ❞

❝   if they laugh, then fuck them all.   ❞

❝   does it ever get lonely?   ❞

❝   i’m eleven minutes away, and i’ve missed you all day.   ❞

❝   why aren’t you here?   ❞

❝   yeah, i’ve seen you in my head every fuckin’ day since i left.   ❞

❝   all i want is your head on my chest.   ❞

❝   tell me what you need, i can make you more than what you are.   ❞

❝   call me stupid, call me sad - you’re the best i’ve ever had.   ❞

[mcmcnto-morii]

;;Wilson is an excellent singer, and has been since he was a child. In addition he knows how to waltz fairly well, and play the piano. Since he was raised by a wealthy family he took many different types of lessons when he was younger and has a variety of skills— most of which aren’t very practical on the Constant. One thing he can’t do, however, is swim

[theevilemster]

Incorrect Tumblr Quotes: Don’t Starve no. 1

It just fits so well!