Ojaky 𝜗ৎ

it/its ♂ he/him Multi-fandom certified yapper! I'm not appropriote for work or youngsters. https://ojakymofth.straw.page/

[ojakymofth]

I'm promoting my shit again, chapter one is POSTED and I;m EXCITED

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Rating: Mature Archive Warning: None Categories: M/M, Multi Fandom: Dream SMP

!Rating and warnings subject to change with updates

[ojakymofth]

"unalive" "killed *IN MINECRAFT" "Cheese pizza" "self delete" "deleted twitter" "game ended" "corn"

KILL DIE SEX PENIS MURDER VAGINA SUICIDE PORN!!!

SAY WORDS OH MY GOD YOU SOUND BRAINDEAD

[yad-tovarishch]

Kill die sex penis - satire action movie

murder vagina - bad horror flick

suicide porn - SOAD song

[ojakymofth]

the first two are enemies to lovers, the third is their soundtrack

[ojakymofth]

C!Wilbur especially revived as Breathe Underwater by Placebo

[ojakymofth]

tb to when my dad trolled my minecraft world with the Sky Penar

[ojakymofth]

"unalive" "killed *IN MINECRAFT" "Cheese pizza" "self delete" "deleted twitter" "game ended" "corn"

KILL DIE SEX PENIS MURDER VAGINA SUICIDE PORN!!!

SAY WORDS OH MY GOD YOU SOUND BRAINDEAD

[ojakymofth]

There's zero reason anyone ever should not be a proshipper in my opinion, live and let live it literally has no effect on you, darkships make you uncomfy? don't interact with 'em

there's nothing wrong with finding entertainment/fascination with dark or taboo things, as long as you're not justifying, romanticicing, or gloryifying that shit irl

yes, you are what you eat and all that, the media you consume can and will effect your psychology which I think makes it important to be able to explore dark things in fiction however you please, because without fiction all there is is reality, and no one should have to go through that shit for real

Personally, I don't like certain things, but I don't give a single fuck if someone wants to write about it, that's for them, and they have nothing but my respect.

YOU have nothing but my respect.

[ojakymofth]

MY AWFUL PROJECT

My beta/editor @1800-spiders

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

HEre's tje trailer/teaser I guess

Rating: Mature Pairings: Multiple, M/M Warnings: None !All that is subject to change as the fic progresses

It's a late night at a typical sleazy bar that can't quite seem to keep every letter of its sign lit at a time or all of its staff actually working, not that it mattered too much with the lack of business.

Wilbur's only an exception because it's cheap enough they might let him park his van overnight and anywhere’s better than loitering on Sally’s property even one more night.

Of course the judge was right to keep the kid where he has a real bed to sleep on and decent meals. A teenager shouldn’t be dodging cops and choking on second hand smoke all the time.

But he shouldn’t be forced to play Sally’s ‘perfect little doll’ to earn that.

Wilbur raises an eyebrow as the bartender slides him another drink, something different this time, it’s fizzy, hot pink, and smells like watermelon.

A younger man settles onto the stool beside him. Dark hair, darker eyes, skin like cedar, and a smile of all canines. A red leather jacket hugs his shoulders over an off-grey dress shirt.

“On me, pretty boy. You’re drinking like it’s the end of the world.”

Wilbur breathes a laugh as he takes a sip of whatever poison he’d been offered. Maybe he should be more cautious accepting mystery drinks from strangers, but free shit is free shit.

"Wilbur, right? Overheard you talking to the bartender."

The fact this guy’s flirting right off the bat and exactly Wilbur’s type doesn’t help motivate inhibition either. Curiosity on the other hand…

“Uh, Yeah. What’s someone dressed so pricey spending money in a place like this for?”

“Let’s say I like the company here. What about you?”

“Just some court stuff, I won’t bother you with my shit.”

The other man leans against the bar counter, resting his chin on his wrist. “Now I have to know.”

“It’s really nothing interesting. Recently divorced and losing, well, everything.” Wilbur sighs.

“Ouch. That’s rough. Why’d you split? Not to pry.”

Wilbur swirls the drink in his glass before taking a long sip.

“For one thing she’s completely fucking insane. Everything is be all and end all with her, if it’s not exactly how she wants it then it’s a problem. Honestly, I can’t even remember being in love with her.”

“It’s always different when it’s new, I guess. I’ve walked out on three engagements, everyone I know still says I’m not marriage material.”

Commitment always comes at a price, Wilbur could relate to not wanting to pay that.

“A lot of things are just easier on your own, you have more freedom that way.”

He gets a nod in response, not agreeable, thoughtful.

“Love is…. difficult. Shit’s complicated, but I think some people need it that way.”

“Maybe.” There’s a long silence, letting the topic burn out in the air before either of them speak again.

“Sounds like the rain’s getting worse. You got a plan for getting home?” Wilbur asks. Maybe it’s wishful thinking but he doesn’t expect him to be leaving very soon.

The other man shrugs. “I was just gonna’ stay here, no one’s waiting up for me tonight, so.”

"Right, forgot about the hotel. Hey, you know, I don’t think I got your name before.”

“Hm? Oh, It’s Quackity, but some friends call me Q.”

“An avian name?”

“I guess so, I never really knew my birth parents.”

Quackity's demeanor shifts, a smirk playing on his lips.

“Show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”

Wilbur chokes a little. “Excuse me?”

“Your wings. I assume you’re an avian too since you knew. So?”

Nobody’s seen his wings since the army, not that he’d been hiding whatever mess was left of them, he’d really just forgotten he had them by now.

"Passerine, actually."

It shouldn’t feel personal, it’s not like wings are something private or anything, most people only cover them for temperature, but Wilbur’s always been a bit… ‘eccentric’ when it comes to nice feathers.

“How about a bet? Loser shows ‘em off.”

[ojakymofth]

Dragging around them daddy issues like Linus with his emotional support blanket

[ojakymofth]

I think a lot of my problems could be solved by getting rawed by a dark souls boss and not in a fight

[ojakymofth]

The sexymen this time around are

-Guy who looks cringe fail loser-y and is friends withh a alien rock(?)

-A TV I can't tell the canonical size of that seems like he has anxiety

-Absolute beefcake of a man I've only seen panty shots of

I know none of these men, but cheers, and as tradition, may the winner juice that fucking orange, amen

[ojakymofth]

Romace novels now adays be like

"Dragin' dis SWORD across ur

Moist

CAVERN"

and yet......

[mysticalcoffeequeen]

When you thought it would be easy peasy lemon squeezy but it turns out to be difficult difficult lemon difficult.

[ojakymofth]

I hate one word story

SEveral inches of Horse tail braids float above farmer Dale, who gets obliterated by shit. tomorrow he showers in jell-o, like Jesus, allthough, demonically, which means death for his wife, unless, she cheats scrabble.

Words Aren't sexy except titties of horses, daughters, or Dale's mother.

Sepsis causes sex because bacteria makes monsters horny.

RAts are hungry for foreskin because mommy Dracula cooks dick epicly.

Sometimes daddy Tuberculosis eats elephants toenails, when daddy has stress.

Uncle Jesus lives inside Dracula forever, rats suckle him until Vietnam dies.?

[free-and-to-none-accountable]

life and death and love and birth and peace and love on the planet earth

[for-the-sake-of-fuck]

[toolusingmammalgirl]

The best part of this is that "virgin Molotov Cocktail" would itself be a great nickname for a jar of piss

[a-sentient-cup]

[greenekatgrey]

I see your piss and I raise you used tampons.

[teaboot]

Piss and blood can both be DNA tested

DNA testing is time and labour consuming

DNA is harder to definitively match when contaminated by three or more sources

PROPOSITION:

Either so many people start throwing piss that they run out of resources to pursue everyone who does it, or everyone shares The Communal Piss Bucket for maximum anonymity

[pukicho]

Book tok is cool because they’ll get on camera and suggest you read the biggest pile of dog shit ever made for no good reason

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

anon in my inbox said fanfic writers who wrote about dark and taboo topics were not “real writers” because of what they wrote about.

reblog if you believe anon is wrong and writers are writers, no matter what they write about. no matter how they portray these taboo topics.

reblog if you believe art can be about topics that are controversial, taboo or outright disturbing, and artists who create controversial, taboo or outright disturbing art are as valid as artists who create art of conservative values.

reblog to laugh at anon ♡

[writingdose]

me: I should write

also me: let me play the scene in my head and fantasize about writing it instead