All of which Dave is and all of which Wilford, unfortunately, does not care about. Wilford has too much whimsical blindness to recognize Dave’s current struggles.
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All of which Dave is and all of which Wilford, unfortunately, does not care about. Wilford has too much whimsical blindness to recognize Dave’s current struggles.

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✨ Taylor!! (ur blog is v cute btw!!)
a ring on every finger, coming home to the smell of fresh baked pie, orange eyeshadow, an unmade bed, a white nightdress
want one ?
Kiss the convict….
(Definitely not asking this to see you draw wilford be dumb to the convict…definitely not…/silly)
A sinking ship.
Down, down, delving into the depths of the blood ocean.
In this vessel sits a hooded man. He’s just been sent down. Behind him rests a portal cut straight through the atmosphere itself. It slowly opens.
As it’s pulled open, Wilford emerges and leans out.
“Euhm, excuse me, Convict, great meeting you! Anywho, my eh, viewership requested that we ‘kiss’. How do you react to this?”
Convict, turning around, has his eyes widened and sits in extremely short and silent comprehension. Or, at least, an attempt at comprehension. He finally begins responding.
He starts speaking quietly, though it quickly fades into shocked yelling. Wilford, sinking back into the portal, raises his voice as well.
“Goodness— you could’ve simply said no! I get it, jesus christ!“
Well YOU remind me of a certain TV Show host called Tenna from the hit game Deltarune... Perhaps you could do a collab, someday? Two iconic TV Show hosts for the price of one would surely be an exciting event!
The silence between them is extremely awkward as they stand in front of each other. Tenna attempts to break it.
“Uh.. a collaborative special would be great for the ratings! I’m sure our audiences would love it!”
“There can only be one TV Show Host..”
Wilford speaks every word with an odd amount of venom, grumbling. It’s extremely out of place. The following image is then exactly what occurs.
hey, wilford, right? its me, simon
we havent spoken in a while, and a lot has happened since then, but i heard you started a.. whatever it is youre doing…
uh, anyways— i just wanted to check in and see how youre doing, its gone a little quiet over here and im kinda bored to be honest with you
- @convict-simon [hihi 👀]
Wilford gasps loudly— his hands coming up to interlock with each other at his chest with his delight.
“SIMON! Ough, it’s been so long since I’ve last seen you! I’d been meaning to check in on you but, eheh, as you can see, I got a little busy..”
“You simply must catch me up! Did you get to that place that lady was bringing you to? Had your crew betrayed you yet? What’s with the fish person? How many limbs have you lost while I was gone? People haven’t told you things about me, have they?”
Question flood. As usual. He hasn’t changed much.
<<HIHIHIHII!!! it’s been trillions of years….. they reunite 💚>>

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WIL! i know, its me again, im obsessed hehe
youve already been asked to kiss abe and simon, so what about dark…? :3
darkstache is clearly dominating the field here
-🌑💫
There were two knocks and a few lighter taps at Dark’s office door. Wilford peeks into his office.
“Please, come in, Wilford. Take a seat.”
Dark insists. Wilford, grinning ear to ear, steps into the room and sits down at the chair across from where Dark sits.
“I appreciate the fact that you’re here to meet me at such an opportune time. I’m sure you have your own matters of importance to discuss with me, however, what I’m in need of speaking to you about is fairly important.”
“I’ve been having some.. concerns.. regarding your recent—-“
“Can we kiss?”
“..ahem.. excuse me..?”
Dark blinked— not expecting Wilford to ask that whatsoever. Already formal and polite, he sat up straight even more with his surprise. Wilford sat up further from his seat and leaned forward intently, offering up the idea happily.
“Eheuh, well, my viewership— or one of my viewers— requested that we kiss! I’m not one to turn down suggestions, so It’s up to you whether you’d like to partake!”
“I.. um.. this is.. unexpected, to say the least. Uh.”
His dark aura flickers with his surprise and amount of fluster. Dark fixes his tie and glances down, then left, and back to Wilford’s eyes in thought.
“Your.. viewers. Hmm.”
He seems to consider it further, seeming to be fixated on that part in particular— expression unreadable. With a slight grumble to his speech, he accepts the offer.
“Yes, alright, fine, sure. If they so wish. But on the cheek, not the lips. This is a regular, normal thing for companions to do. And if it’s for the show it has a purpose.” Dark reasons to no one but himself.
“The cheek.” He repeats, despite his eyes focusing in on nowhere near that area.
Before they’re able to do said request, the wall next to then explodes.
“Great work, Jim! We’ve definitely got the shot now, and we didn’t blow our cover. What seems to be the famed subjects of the recent gossip! They’re here, now— clueless. Guilty. Maybe. I think.”
One of the two Jim’s on the other side of the wall whisper-yelled.
As the sound of ringing kicks up louder, Dark’s glitching becomes more obvious and intense. Wilford slowly inches backwards.
“Our.. discussion can wait for another day. It seems like some pests have entered the office-space. It’s best I put them down.”
…And that’s why two unfortunate Jim’s passed away this month. As well as why Wilford and Dark didn’t get to share a half-kiss.
Warfstache! I got something cool to show you trust
walks up with my hands closed
Its so cool you wont even believe your eyes.
opens my hands to reveal an unreasonable number of moth
Awe all my moths escaped :[
-🦋 anon (look man there ain't any moth emojis)
“NOT THE ACCUMULATION OF DUST WITH WINGS AND BIG EYES!!!! STAY BACK!!! AUAGGGHHHGGH!!!!!”
He shrieks and runs away in fear. He is afraid of moths. For some reason.
Opinion on red guy. Red guy with 5 ovens. yk that red guy that is red and. uh. mmm he like. acts or whatever. blinks my eyes
“Zero clue who you’re babbling about. No idea. Definitely no clue. But, uh, 5 ovens? Shame!”
“I’ve got hundreds. Euh, old temporary cooking show I did, eheh. It was… perhaps a liiiittle disastrous. Yanked right off the air after episode 3. For no good reason whatsoever, though! Vile how they butchered my project…”