mrsdarcyesquire

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I posted 588 times in 2022

That's 259 more posts than 2021!

89 posts created (15%)

499 posts reblogged (85%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@firefly464

@demonadelem

@rozugold

@slut-for-literature

@rabble-dabble

I tagged 376 of my posts in 2022

Only 36% of my posts had no tags

#dream smp - 81 posts

#technoblade - 39 posts

#philza - 37 posts

#mumza - 19 posts

#misstrixtin - 17 posts

#wilbur soot - 14 posts

#phistin - 12 posts

#rcu - 11 posts

#mcyt - 8 posts

#rena cinematic universe - 7 posts

Longest Tag: 129 characters

#i feel like most of it is just very exaggerated for the sake of a punchline and isn’t considered a serious character flaw by fans

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Hello!

Are you looking for Phistin fics or art?

Are you tired of looking at the tag on Ao3 and most of the fics have Kristin die of an unknown illness a couple paragraphs in?

Well, do I have the discord server for you!

https://discord.gg/8yEnFDJaXK

Alright enough with the car salesman shtick basically I’m starved of Phistin content and I figured the hundred Phistin mains could have somewhere to hang out! So, I made a discord server because I’ve got nothing better to do

Feel free to join The Phistin Palace!

43 notes - Posted August 5, 2022

#4

All Of My COG WIPS MCS!

See the full post

44 notes - Posted January 7, 2022

#3

No matter what has happened

C!Techno Stans stay winning that mfer is gone training and won’t lose a life to a nuke let’s goooooo

65 notes - Posted November 13, 2022

#2

What I Know About D20’s Fey and Flowers

So I’ve been seeing D20 on trending like every other week and I always check it out because the set in the gifs is pretty

I have never watched this campaign but I figured it might be fun to guess what I think has happened since it seems to have ended

A furry goblin thing FUCKED an elf

The furry goblin thing also FUCKED an owl

The furry goblin is a CHAD

I don’t think there was any actual fighting in this campaign?

Someone ate a letter at one point, dude just burn it

I can tell the tone is Victorian Romance Novel with Courts. Pride and Prejudice Esque I think?

All the talking seems super flowery though. The kind of speeches in old books that really didn’t need that extra paragraph

Someone probably got in a duel for honor then

Also I think the owl and elf are the same person? Maybeeee?

Is there a love triangle? I feel like I saw it somewhere

Imma be honest I mostly saw people hoping the furry goblin and elf would bang which fair

But nothing else about plot points lol

Was this just a Victorian era rom com?

As someone who’s getting into DND and played about three sessions it looks fun and the production value looks bonkers. I’d honestly give to actually play in person with people but online shall do

So cheers to the D20 peeps and that furry goblin goddamn dude you’re not even a twink how’d you become the local sexy man of the campaign

94 notes - Posted October 5, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

POV: Americans had the most Americans response to houses in the ocean

106 notes - Posted March 24, 2022

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@agreyshirt submitted:

Hi there! I've recently become a little obsessed with your DP undercover au. I know you have quite a few ideas for the reveal already, but this idea would not leave my head, so I wrote something for it. The first 600 words are mostly just exposition, and it starts off kinda silly but ends up kinda dramatic? Still, I really enjoyed writing it, and I hope you'll enjoy reading it, at least a little bit ^^'

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Deep down, they knew that getting involved with Phantom was dangerous. It was a given with all the fights that he had to get involved in, but Sam and Tucker weren't so worried about that. For one, Phantom is their friend and boyfriend? Ghostfriend?? Significant specter??? partner, and he does his best to protect them. For two, they have their own equipment for when he can't protect them. Plus, most ghosts can be reasoned with anyway, so there's nothing to worry about on the ghost fighting front.

But when they all get kidnapped by government agents trying to capture the ghost boy, you could say they're a little unprepared to deal with that situation.

Apparently, these "Guys in White" had opted to take in Sam and Tucker for questioning because they believed Phantom had made them join his "Ghost Army", or something? Tucker had been confused by their conclusions and Sam was just so done already.

It had felt like hours before the agents decided to take a break from questioning and go check up on their real concern, and when they left the two teens immediately tried to find a way to break their restraints. They were scared, tired, and had no plan whatsoever, but they had their goals in mind.

Get out.

Find Phantom and bust him out.

Maybe find some way to deal with these guys so they wouldn't come after them when they all escaped? If they even can?

ESCAPE!!

Give Phantom lots of cuddles and kisses when they get back home.

Unfortunately, breaking out was looking to be impossible since the agents had confiscated all their supplies. They had nothing to break, shoot, or even hack with.

Just when they thought all hope was lost though, who else would Tucker spot popping in through a vent in the wall other than Danny Fenton! They had no idea when these guys had captured him but considering his whole thing with Phantom which he still refuses to tell them, it makes sense. Sam and Tucker just hoped they hadn't been as rough on him as they were with the other three. In any case, Danny was able to free them with a key he'd somehow snagged off an agent. It seemed a little far-fetched, but they were free, so why question it?

Danny then told them that he'd found a way out and beckoned them to follow him into the vents, but Tucker protested that they needed to find Phantom and help him before the Guys in White hurt him. Danny looked off to the side and said that Phantom was already free and waiting for them up ahead before trying to get them to follow him again. Sam found this especially odd. Why would Phantom just leave instead of helping them all escape? They know Phantom, and that didn't sound like him at all! Still, she and Tucker know Danny too. They both know after everything that they can trust him, even if he's a Fenton, and even if he and Phantom are a bit weird around each other.

It was then that an alarm started blaring throughout the place anyway, so it was high time they get the fuck out of there.

It was difficult for the three of them to crawl through the vents, but they managed to make it outside in mere minutes. The first sight that greeted them was snow, which isn't all that odd in Amity Park. The next sight they took in was the large mountain range before them and the huge cliff they stood upon, which was cause for more concern.

"Where the hell are we?" Sam whisper-yelled, trying not to speak too loud in case any more agents were nearby.

"Not in Illinois, that's for sure," Tucker breathes while holding back a shiver.

"I-It's fine guys," Danny tries to assure them with a nervous smile, "we'll find our way back home. But we should get moving. Maybe we can find a cave for shelter around here."

Sam and Tucker exchange a look with each other after hearing that. What he said didn't quite match up with what he told him earlier. "What about Phantom?" Sam questions.

Danny lets out a small sigh and replies, "I'm sure he'll be fine out here guys, but we need to get somewhere safe before we freeze to death. He'll find us later, and then we can all go home."

"But earlier you said he's waiting for us up ahead," Tucker points out. "Didn't he tell you where he was going? Shouldn't we meet up with him first?"

Danny looks down to the snow as he tries to explain, messing with a loose thread on his jacket. "Um, I just- I meant he's waiting for us, y'know, in general? We didn't uh, plan a meet up spot or anything. H-he just kinda flew off an-"

"Danny, cut the crap," Sam interjects, making both Danny and Tucker flinch. Tucker says her name, but she doesn't stop at his request. "Why are you still lying to us? Especially in this situation!"

"I-I'm not!"

"Yes, you are. You tend to fumble your words," she points down to his hand holding the thread as she continues, "and mess with your clothes whenever you're lying." Hearing that, Danny immediately retracts said hand and stuffs it into his pocket. "Why can't you tell us what's really going on?"

Tucker lets out a sigh through his nose before saying, "Sorry Danny, but I'm with Sam on this one. We never wanted to force you to tell us anything, but now is not a good time to be keeping things from each other. The best way for us to get back home is to work together." Tucker looks at Danny over the top of his glasses, concern filling his gaze as he asks, "You trust us, don't you?"

"I do!" Danny responds a little too loudly. He quiets down and clutches the front of his jacket with his hand as he says, "Of course I do. It's...it's ju-"

"THERE THEY ARE!" a distant voice shouts, and they all turn to look further up the mountain where one of the agents points in their direction, another one trying to catch up behind them.

"Shit! C'mon!" Danny tells them once more, and the three of them move as quickly as they can, putting their discussion behind them for now.

It's not easy trying to get away. With how high up they are and all the snow on the ground, it's hard to run without feeling like they'll slip any second. Somehow though, they manage to steadily put more distance between them and the Guys in White. The agents are still shouting after them, but they start thinking that they might actually make it!

Then a green blast shoots out from one of their guns and nearly hits Danny in the head. He ducks out of the way, but his foot slips on the side of the cliff. He manages to catch himself on the cliffside before completely tumbling off, but with no solid purchase it's only a matter of seconds before he slides off and falls from who knows how high.

"DANNY!!" Sam and Tucker both scream, immediately diving down after him. When he slips the rest of the way Sam catches his hand first, but she slowly starts to slide off with him. Then Tucker comes in, grabbing both of their hands in his and managing to bring them to a stop. Danny's hand is already cold as ice compared to theirs, but they don't dare drop him. They'd sooner let their hands freeze like that, together for eternity. They both have one arm and their heads over the side as Danny hangs on above the foggy abyss, but when they try to lift him back up, they struggle to move him even an inch. Maybe they could on any normal day they haven't actually tried before, but they're too tired and worn out for it after all the bullshit these guys put them through.

"Danny, can you try to climb up?!" Tucker asks frantically.

Danny tries to do just that, but his feet slide off all the rocks along the side due to all the ice. "I can't! I'm slipping!"

"Fuck," Sam curses before taking in a deep breath. "On three Tucker. One, two, three!" They try to pull him up again, but to no avail.

Danny looks around as his friends try to pull him up one more time trying to find any way out of this. The Guys in White are getting closer, they have no weapons on them to defend themselves, and no one else around to help. No matter what way they look at it, they're stuck. Danny's gaze falls down to the fog below him, obstructing any view of the ground below it and how far down it is.

...unless...

"Sam, Tucker," Danny starts, voice monotone and still, "let go."

"What?! NO!!" Tucker shouts at the same time Sam yells, "Are you NUTS!?!"

"Let go, guys!" Danny repeats, looking back up to them with pleading eyes. "Go find shelter! Phantom will find you and he'll take you home. I'll catch up, but you have to let me go!"

Tucker looks down at the foggy chasm beneath Danny and says, "Danny, that's gotta be at least a thousand-foot drop! You're not gonna survive that!"

"I'll be fine! But if you don't go then we'll all be in danger!"

Sam attempts to pull him up once more as she says, "We aren't gonna let you die just so we can escape! You're the one who helped us out in the first place! If we're getting out, we're doing it together!!"

"I told you, I'll be fine! Please, just let go!"

"NO!" Tucker and Sam shout in unison.

Danny tugs on his dark hair with his free hand as he says, "Why won't you just let me do this for you guys?!"

"BECAUSE WE LOVE YOU, DANNY!!" Tucker's voice cracks when he shouts and he tries to blink back tears. Danny startles as he hears the words, a light flush rising to his cheeks. "You're brave, and clever, and fun, and you're our best friend! We care about you so much, and we're not going home without you!!"

"Why do you think we wanted you to join our polycule?! Just for the hell of it?!" Danny turns his shocked gaze over to Sam as she joins in. "We wanna be with you too!! And if you don't want to, that's fine, but there's no way we're just gonna leave you!!"

Danny's gaze flicks between the two of them for a moment in disbelief. They try to pull him up again and his mouth hangs open like he wants to say something, but all he can manage at the moment is a quiet "I..."

"There they are!" He hears the Guys in White even closer than they were before, but he doesn’t pay them any mind.

"I love you guys too!" Danny finally answers back with a weak smile, placing his free hand on top of theirs. They're still so warm compared to him. "I-I know I've been distant lately, but when we get home, I swear things will be different! I wanna learn more sign language with you, and go to a MAY concert with you again, a-and go out with you guys, anywhere you wanna go!! I just...wanna be with you two!"

One of the government agents finally catches up with them and gives them one final warning while Sam and Tucker both smile down at him with tears in their eyes, squeezing his hand in theirs. Seeing their faces almost makes him not want to do what he does next.

"...but right now," he continues, steeling his expression, "I need you to trust me."

Sam and Tucker's hands don't move an inch, but somehow Danny's manages to slip through. It took only a fraction of a second, but it felt like his hand just disappeared.

"DANNY!!!" They both scream at the top of their lungs. Another blast rings out as the agent attempts to shoot at Danny, but it misses the boy as he falls. He gives one more smile to his friends before disappearing into the fog below.

The two just stare in disbelief for a moment. They sit up from their spot on the edge of the cliff, but neither of them make any move to run. Tucker's breathing rapidly accelerates before he grabs onto Sam, burning his head in her shoulder and sobbing. Sam puts her arms around him and holds him tightly, but she doesn't tear her gaze away from the fog as tears stream down her face. The man behind them seems to be speaking, but they can't hear a word he says.

This can't be real. It can't! After everything they've been through, after everything he promised, he can't just be gone! This has to be a nightmare. Any second they'll wake up at home like this never even happened. They'll wake up, go to school and see Danny there, safe and sound. And he'll smile shyly at them and they'll tell him how much they love him again. They have to! It can't just be over like this!

The agent comes up behind them and grabs them by the back of their shirts, but it's at that moment that Sam spots a flash of light from the fog and she lets out a small gasp. She jostles Tucker's shoulder, and he follows her gaze with his tear-stained face just in time to see a monochrome figure rise from the mist. With a couple blasts, Phantom knocks the man back and gets his gun away from him. Then he zooms past Sam and Tucker to grab the man, and they both watch him in shock. He turns back to them for a moment, giving them an apologetic smile before taking off across the mountain, carrying the agent along with him and going after the second one not too far from them.

They watch him go with wide eyes, arms still around each other. After all they've been through, after everything they've noticed between Fenton and Phantom, the pieces finally start to click into place; why they're so hesitant to be around each other, yet know so much about each other, why Danny acts so different about ghosts compared to his parents, why Phantom can't seem to help "possessing" him all the time.

Everything finally becomes clear to Sam and Tucker as they both whisper, "...Danny?"

[baguettelord]

So guys this is going to be a thing that I’m going to reblog with updates, so imma start with a basic explanation of Sydney to give y’all a bit of understanding as to why this shit is so weird. Y’all about to be edjumacated.

So I live in Sydney, Australia. Or, well, vaguely Sydney. I live about 50kms (30ish miles) WEST of the city, in a region called ‘Greater Western Sydney’. Whoever named it was a AAA+ fuckwit because there is very little about this area that people consider great.

So for an example, I’ll just show you a map of violent crimes for a 12 month period.

Of those two really big red zones, I live in the Eastern one, an area called Blacktown. (And yes, before you ask, that IS EXACTLY how it got it’s name)

West of that is Penrith and then you have the Blue Mountains region and beyond that is just farmers and kangaroos and dust.

So anyway, back to this thing. In my own little red zone, I live in the worst suburb group. It’s basically ground zero for shitty areas. It’s famous nation wide, and people from other states describe shitty areas by saying “this is the -insert my area name here- of Victoria/Queensland/whatever state.

It is THAT BAD. Fucked up shit happens here a lot. As in it is an every day occurrence and just normal. I’ve lived here my whole life so I’m a bit disconnected from how bad it is BUT ANYWAY.

I have recently ish started working in an area called Parramatta. So that’s the dark orange chunk just underneath those pale yellow ones and right next to the Blacktown area. Parramatta is a city in its own right (I define this by the size of the buildings and the fact it has non-seedy nightclubs. Also once you hit Parra, the further east you go, the less nature strip you have beside footpaths). This is an area with money but it’s still a bit shitty since it’s right next door to Blacktown. It’s basically where people go as they slowly claw their way east to escape the horror of living in GWS, OR because they have earned enough drug money to party hard and desire a bit more style than the local watering holes.

Parramatta is definitely higher class than Blacktown and a lot of the people there tend to be quite horrified by some of the things that I find rather normal.

That said, Parramatta is not entirely free from fucked up shit happening, it just isn’t as common and therefore can be rather unexpected. And this post is about sharing some of the weirdest things I have experienced, all of which from the past year have happened in Parramatta (where I have never worked prior to last year).

So here ya go with some weird stories.

SO one time I was going to work, walked through the work car park (which is really small), and something smelled REALLY BAD. This was a Monday, so bins go out the next day and I though oh man the shop next door must have a bin full of gross stuff or whatever, didn’t think much of it. Opened the front door, boss is sitting there at the desk and was like “oh shit don’t leave the door open there’s a dead sheep in the front garden”

Excuse me??

So I look back across the car park, to the small garden that separates us from the street, and sure enough there was a dead sheep.

So for any of you who happen to know much about Parramatta, that is fucking weird. People do not keep livestock in the city, it just does not happen. Y’all do not keep a sheep in ya damn penthouse flat.

Turns out this sheep had apparently been there since Saturday, but the council wouldn’t take it because it was on our property. Fair enough, I guess, but I don’t imagine how they could say that a music school could be responsible for an illegally dumped well-and-truly-dead sheep.

So the boss tells me he put an ad on gumtree (straya version of craigslist) to pay someone to come get it, and he was happy because this dude answered almost straight away and was super happy to be paid $200 (!!!!!!!wtf) to come and get this dead sheep.

So eventually the boss swaps with me, so I’m at the desk and he’s just hanging around waiting for this dude to show up to take the sheep and students start arriving and everyone’s going W.T.F IS A DEAD SHEEP DOING IN PARRAMATTA WHAT HAS THE WORLD COME TO (meanwhile me, from drug-addict-central just thinking this is not what I was expecting)

FINALLY the guy turns up on this rusty old white van, you know the kind that has a spare tyre on the front and a shitty bullbar that looks about to fall off? Yeah.

So he comes in, says hi, I’m here for ya sheep. This guy is OLD. Super tall old white guy, maybe 60 or 70 but he looked like he was made of leather. Half his teeth missing, smelled of warm VB. Just so bad, but he was fucken STOKED to be paid $200 for a rotting sheep corpse.

He goes out to the car park, and we watch in fascinated horror as he, without wearing any kind of gloves, scoops up this sheep in his ARMS and puts it on the back seat of his van. I will NEVER forget the WHATTHEFUCK look on my boss’ face.

So guy comes in, washes his hands and the boss very carefully places the money on the bench rather than risk touching this dudes hands by accident.

And then he asks a question that was absolutely unnecessary and we both immediately regretted.

“So what, are you going to take it to landfill or something??”

The fucking guy, totally serious, deadass looks straight at him and goes “WAT? why would I do that? I’m going to eat like a king, thanks the the $200” and fucking leaves with a dead rotting sheep in the back seat of his van.

What. The. Fuck.