trying on a metaphor
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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Cosimo Galluzzi
wallacepolsom
we're not kids anymore.
Not today Justin
Origami Around
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Sade Olutola
Kaledo Art
if i look back, i am lost
Alisa U Zemlji Chuda
One Nice Bug Per Day
JVL
occasionally subtle
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
Three Goblin Art
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@notacamper
Hey people. I am so sorry for my long disappearance on here. I feel bad for letting you guys wait for so long and get nothing other than this.
I only thought I'd return to not make anyone wait any longer, I haven't been feeling like writing in a long while and hadn't motivation or the energy to put in my muses. I appreciate the people who still are around and were patient.
⭐️ - notacamper ( if that is fine? )
@notacamper asked for a headcanon.
when sam & max were infants / toddlers, they experienced a phenomenon called cryptophasia, better known as twin speech. since their parents didn’t interact with them any more than they absolutely had to, the twins started speaking sort of late — & before that, they shared an idiosyncratic language that only they could understand. neither of them remember it anymore, since they stopped speaking it once they actually started to learn english, but it’s … a weird thing to remember. ( although, they probably didn’t know it was that strange until later on. )
monocamped:
to be entirely honest, he feels ( & looks ) surprised when max actually offers up the juice box — this suggests he might’ve been looking to cause a fight from the very beginning, but even the selfish statement his brother had uttered beforehand goes ignored as sam hesitantly picks up the second juice box & simply fiddles with the straw. ❝ … oh. thanks. ❞ what more is there to say? disregard his lack of eloquence & consider his mood improved, a shift conveyed by the smallest of smiles ( an expression that is, at the very least, introspective, ) but it’d be uncharacteristic for either of them not to look pissed off & he ends up reclaiming that resting face just a moment later. everyone probably missed the interruption … but maybe max saw, even if to say so would be to betray their unspoken brotherly code.
finally, he drinks max’s juice, too. neither of them have eaten much of anything, & if they were closer, sam would point that out … but they aren’t, so neither of them say a word. that’s basically how it’s always been, both of them growing independent rather than relying on each other & thinking in unison about how that’s for the best. parting his lips from the juice before he can actually finish it, he decides to speak again — this time, he’s not poking the bear. ( not deliberately, at least. )
❝ we haven’t done anything together in weeks. ❞ it’s just the truth, an observation he’s made in an apathetic tone. of course, max isn’t referring to the kinds of family activities which siblings in movies would love to do together, not even some farfetched twin film. the only thing they seem to be able to work together to do is cause trouble, & that always improves sam’s mood — only for a moment, sure, but improvement is improvement. honestly, he doesn’t know about max, & can’t bring himself to care. ❝ we should today. if you want. ❞
For a moment, Max's eyes focused on the woody table as he continued to listen to the silence until his brother's voice cut into his earth.
His fingers tap lightly on the wooden table, as he listened to his brother's words. As he was quieter than usual, though he was a good listener and he didn't want to admit it but Sam was right. They rarely did much together in the past days, weeks and it felt.. strange for him to not do anything, even though he is known not to be the lightest little buddy, he would take enjoyment in the littlest adventures, without those, everything seemed a bit colorless. They should do something together again, it would be better for them anyway.
“We could, it has been too quiet here in the camp and they need to know it’s not safe from our chaos!” Max states with a smile growing on his face. “What could we do though.. we could mess up a few files in the counselour cabin but that’s the best I could think of.” He says, shrugging and looking over at his brother with a raised eyebrow. Well, he did have ideas before but since it has been awhile he wanted to actually be mean and cause chaos for once again, it took him a bit to think of something. He knew one thing, he wanted to mess with SOMEONE with his brother.
This is a blog for the gremlin child, Peacock from Skullgirls! Because these go around faster, please like or reblog this post it if you want!
[ RULES AND ABOUT ARE HERE! ]
Just an update: Sorry for letting all of you wait, I’m not in the mood to do anything lately. I’m on a break and I am not sure if I can come back in a few days or weeks and write again, so it really depends when I get motivation back.
notacamper:
Meet Monty, he’s a businessman, a smart kid and will not tolerate bullshit.
Meet Monty, he’s a businessman, a smart kid and will not tolerate bullshit.
cold nuggets..
Starter call! No cap until it’s decided!
Snake: Why don’t you like Daniel? He’s great.
Max: I don’t trust the guy. He’s like an eel dipped in grease, swimming in motor oil.
Snake: Dirty?
Max: Slippery. Think about it. He’s like Pikeman, only with social skills.
just some side thoughts but what would you guys think if i consider making:
- an marvel centered oc
- kitty from the mask (courage the cowardly dog) and courage himself
- (remaking) an undertale/deltarune oc.
max doesn’t love anything!
David: Alright campers-
Max in season 1: Boy, I'm really boutta yeet yo, round ball chin ahh boy, Eggo head like concrete head ass boy, oh hell nah boy you dirt ahh boy, stank ahh boy red-head three spiked hair ahh, lip gloss chin ahh boy ugly ahh boy.
Max in this sequence is incredible
what a dramatic child
In the “After Hours” episode, seeing that Max went into David’s cabin like the rest of the campers cause they couldn’t sleep (even though it was Cameron Campbell there) Made me beam with joy over the fact Max goes there to see David when he can’t sleep. Major Dadvid vibes right there.
I will fight anyone for the safety of this boy.
I love drawing scary clowns (^3^)
