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this cut made me WHEEZE. what are they doing.

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the sudden cut to jimmy has me crying laughing on the floor

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all minecraft roleplayers know how to do is exile, geopolitical commentary, block infection, and gay divorce

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shiny duo

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holy shit this is incredible

Pearlescentmoon’s Ballroom

A mace is a ladies best jewellery.

This is my first time making a picture music video, but this idea stuck with me!

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some recent mc event stuff 🌸

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ITS BEEN 8 MONTHS REDRAW TIME BABY!!

this challenge was my first ever tumblr post ehehe tysm for all the notes on it !!!!

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mumbo lore drop

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me: man I should really do the thing. time to go into doing the thing mode

famous minecraft youtuber mumbo jumbo:

me: oh shit fr???

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i refuse to accept that joel is Not an alien

(he is, he told me)

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what heterosexual man turns around to his best mate and goes 'ah yes. the girl I snogged. I like her so much because she reminds me of you'

and then just goes on with his day

I love one (1) bisexual disaster Charles Rowland

once again. my favourite thing about jayden's portrayal of charles is how he acts as if the directors told him "one of you is in love with the other, but he doesn't realise it" in ep1 and jayden said "i got you" and nobody corrected him until ep7, when he finally got to charles' lines during the staircase confession and went, the faque

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I've convinced three people now to watch Dead Boy Detectives and every single one of them has texted me after the first episode like "It's sweet how Charles is clearly so in love with Edwin!"

The only person who has not clocked this boy's obvious bisexual crush remains Charles Rowland himself.

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WIP Wednesday

I don't have a lot of time for writing thanks to The Child, but when I do it's usually one of these three WIPs, all Dead Boy Detectives fics. Thought I'd share some snippets for WIP Wednesday in the hopes that it will keep my motivation up.

Absolution (Working title for the Simon redemption fic)

“But how am I supposed to go on to whatever Afterlife there is for me if he's still got Hell hanging over his head?” asked Simon.  Death shrugged. “There's always choices. You can have a personalised, peaceful Afterlife, whatever that looks like for you, or there's reincarnation, where you get another chance at life, maybe do things better next time around. You've already done your time in Hell, so that's out.” “Would I know what I did, if I reincarnated?” Simon asked. Death shook her head. “Nope. I mean, there's a few who do get some memories to carry over but mostly, it's one life and one set of memories to make. You wouldn't remember Edwin or anything else.” “Then I'm not reincarnating,” Simon said. “And I can't go on to whatever peace there is, not when Edwin can't.” “His Afterlife, whatever form that would take, wouldn't necessarily align with yours, you know,” Death said. She sounded amused, of all things. “You wouldn't see him again.” “It's not about that!” Simon snapped, even as he realised that arguing with Death herself was probably a bad idea. “it's just not right that I can go on to — to, what, to Heaven? And he can't because of me! Isn't there another option?” “There are rules even I can't break, you know,” Death said. She eyed him speculatively. “But there are some I can choose to ignore, once in a while and some I can bend. You're sure you don't want to just go on and find your peace?” “I was punished for my cruelty, my guilt and my shame,” Simon said. “But I don’t think that means I’ve atoned for my actions. If there’s anything else I can do, to do some good instead, then I want to do that.” “In that case, why don't you work for me?” Death suggested.

It Must Be Love (Self indulgent Payneland getting together fic)

“What's up?” Crystal asked, pausing her movie. “Just…wanted to make sure things are clear between us,” Charles said, taking a seat on the armchair next to her.  Crystal shifted, setting the popcorn to one side and giving him her full attention. “Charles?” “It's just… what happened between us in Port Townsend. I just… want to make sure we're on the same page, right?” Charles dropped his gaze, feeling awkward. “Uh. Yeah, I suppose we should talk about that. I was. Kind of avoiding it, honestly,” Crystal confessed. “I don't want to hurt you. I've hurt enough people already, and I don't want to lose one of the first genuine friends I've ever had.” Charles looked up at her, plastering a smile on. “Can't be that bad, can it? I mean, I know we kissed back in Port Townsend but we haven't since you said goodbye in the butcher shop and. Uh. I'm okay with that. If we just… leave that stuff in Port Townsend. Not that I don't think you're brills or anything!” he rushed to add on. “‘Cause you are but I don't think it's a good idea to keep on, you know?” “Oh, thank god,” Crystal said, flinging herself back on the sofa. “I was terrified you wanted more.” “Oi!” Charles said in mock offence. “What do you mean, terrified?”

Untitled Poltergeist?Charles fic (AU where Charles dies alone, and Crystal attends St. Hilarions as a student, eventual Payneland probably)

Crystal kept half an eye on the crowd, in case anyone told her off for being there instead of at the girls’ dormitory. That was the only reason she noticed one of the boys breaking away from the crowd. No one spoke to him or called put as he wandered away, hands in his pockets. Crystal wondered if he was like her, a new student who hadn't yet made friends. He seemed to know where he was going though, walking around the back of the building and ending up walking the path in front of Crystal. She debated turning around. She didn't want to be accused of following anyone when she was just walking. But then again, she was just walking, and maybe there would be a fork in the path and she could go one way and the boy the other. Didn't have to be anything strange or awkward about it. So Crystal kept walking, and unintentionally following the boy in front. She couldn't make out any details. A slim build and black hair, but that was it. He had patches and pins on his coat like some kind of punk, but she couldn't make out what they were. For the next few minutes, she ended up trailing behind him, slowing her pace so she didn't catch up and have to deal with the awkwardness of passing him when she had no actual destination in mind. Even so, she was still close enough to see when he strayed from the path towards an old building by the treeline.  And she was close enough to see when he walked through the door. Without opening it. Crystal stopped. “Fuck.” She turned around and walked back the way she came. Fuck this. Of course her parents would send her to a fucking haunted school. Well, tough shit. She was not getting involved with ghosts and demons and any other supernatural bullshit, especially not when the term hadn't even started yet.

I've got enough written of these three that I could post a chapter each to AO3 but everything is so irregular right now and I don't want to post something I might not be able to finish.

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The Dead Boy Detective Agency Office in Dead Boy Detectives Season 1 from Tony Wohlgemuth on Instagram;

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my fav XB v. Mumbo case bits

"Objection!" "On what basis?" "On the objection basis!" "Sustained."

"I will object, this outfit reminds me of Angus Young and I like that." "QUIET, FORMER CONVICT OF THE COURT!"

"This maaaaaannnnn... has no dexterity. I don't even know how he made it to this court."

"I'm thinking of pulling a curveball. We're installing....... a jury."

"As co-owner of-" [LOUD YAWN] "Don't listen to him. Don't listen to him. You're doing great 😊🥰😍"

"I'm so confused, I don't understand the law."

"OBJECTION!!! He was mean :("

"Yeah, back in your jail cell. I mean your chair >:)"

"......Am I able to represent myself?"

"Maybe he's more dexteritous than we thought."

"Here in AMERICA.... Mr Beans......"

"ITS CALLED MINECRAFT WE'RE ALL MINERS YOU FOOL"

"Scar, if I was to single out Cub, do you think that would go well for me?" "........I CALL CUB TO THE STAND!!!"

[All court proceedings stop for Bdubs to do a magic trick]

"I have a bit of tinnitus, so if we could get a doctor working on that...."

"Can't prosecute success 😏"

"He literally owns a mine, so maybe mention that, Scar?" "....He has a character that mimes things??" "NO-"

"That's not how sound works!" "OBJECTION!" "I'm objecting on physics!"

"Please step forward onto the punishment carpet." [PIT OPENS]

"As I was saying... uhm... uhgggghh, what was I saying before they all died and stuff..."

"Obviously I'm super successful regardless of the noise and everyone else being poor is just a skill issue. Right, cooooollllll, I think that was it."

"Do you have your law license?" "I do not, your honor." "Okay, then what are you talking for????"

"If this case is lost from our side..... all hope is lost.... because it's lost anyways."

"Here's my verdict... and my punishment, btw......" "Ohh well. Punishment probably implies what the verdict may well be."

[LOUD GIDDY GIGGLES] "Are you celebrating???? Don't celebrate!" "Oh, no sir, I was just crying."

"Mumbo, I sentence you to be the server's butler for two weeks. In hopes that you will learn manners."

"Docm77, you will be sentenced to TWENY FOUR HOURS AGAIN!!!! IN THE SKYBLOCK"

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Surely this will have no negative consequences whatsoever!

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