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when techno and tommy interrupted the community house fight except their invis pots hadn't worn off yet so everyone had to spend a few seconds awkwardly looking around for their empty armour

when ghostbur disappeared and wilbur logged off in the middle of a stream and phil amd eret were like oh shit?? lore?? and then wilbur came back and was like 'i canonically kicked my router'

sam dying accidentally while breaking hannah out of the egg and then being totally silent for a full minute while chat went apeshit and then was like '...uhhh can we retcon that'

1) DON’T use your search bar to find and open the Run app

2) DON’T type in services.msc

3) DON’T find Adobe Genuine Software Integrity Services and right-click to get a dropdown menu, and don’t select ‘properties’

4) if you happen to click properties, DON’T use the startup type dropdown to locate the option to disable the program. be sure you DON’T click apply to finalize that change. 

5) DO NOT do the same thing in order to also disable Adobe Genuine Software Monitor 

if you do all of these things, this WILL disable adobe’s ability to monitor the software, and you will be forced to continue using the same older software that you already paid for instead of having to sign up for a newer, shittier version and pay more for it. so if you have lots of cash to spare and are cool with putting it the pockets of racketeering capitalists, definitely don’t do any of these things. 

I’M SORRY MA'AM. I KNOW YOU’RE UPSET.

Wilbur claws at the arms that are pulling him back, deeper into the forest, away from the warm light of his ex-lover's country. He'd just gone out for a quick perimiter check, he can't dissapear now, not again-

"Please, goddamnit, HELP!"

It doesn't come. They can't hear him. Wilbur kicks backwards, struggling against the iron grip binding his arms behind him, dragging him along.

L'manburgs lights fade away, and Wilbur collapses into desperate sobs. Cuts from stray branches sting on his skin. He can feel the bruises forming where Dream holds him.

He falls to the dirt, exhausted, crying, and Dream lets him. He shoves a foot on Wilbur's back and presses down until he cries out in pain. Then he backs away, and Wilbur can't make out what he says, but he can feel the magic surrounding him.

It's thick, smelling of cornflowers, and Wilbur lets out one more desperate cry for help before it overtakes him.

An unconscious blue sheep is thrown over Dream's shoulder, and for the second time, Wilbur is taken from his family.

D:

and while it’d be cool for them to have public accounts and stuff. i think it’d be so much funnier to have secret accounts, but not like ranboo and tubbo, who only use theirs to like posts. like actually interact with people and post and stuff. but then just drop little hints like posting “[cc] is live!” a few minutes before they go live

im just saying it’d be hilarious to have a mutual and then one day they just dm you like