#this will really be the last animatic ill do for a while

[yi3248]

another animatic because i was possessed

[pandoratheprocrasticreator]

I downloaded an animation program. Time to do the most technically difficult animation parody i can think of as my first project!

[simcardiac-arrested]

IM SURE YOUVE ALREADY EXPLAINED IT SOMEWHERE but.. may i ask about the story in bitter choco decoration. I like those guys :)

you’d be surprised but i apparently have never talked about these particular ocs’ story in detail on this particular tumblr blog. so i shall do just that…. i tried to summarize but it got kind of long oops, as it always does when i talk about my mentally ill ass ocs

so! as u might already know the guys in the video are rikki and william, and the animatic happens from rikki’s pov. rikki is basically the golden child of the family—smart, well-behaved, always keeping her parents satisfied, etc etc. generally she is put under a lot of pressure a lot of the time. and then her family decides to get an insurance child so to speak—just in case rikki fails in life—but they don’t want to go through the trouble of raising another one, so they decide to adopt.

that’s where william comes in, baby! now he is decidedly Not the golden child. he is the problem child. parents thought they could reform him—well, not much to show for that. but him and rikki surprisingly get along, even though they’re opposites. william actually gets someone who cares about him for once and wants him to be okay, and rikki gets someone who wants her to be more bold, stand up to others and consider what she herself wants instead of people-pleasing. he even gets her to make snide jokes and cut her hair. they’re best friends, it’s nice. for a while.

but, none of it is perfect. you know how rikki always seems to be smiling even though she’s clearly not having a good time? and you know all those red eyes that appear pretty much everytime william’s on screen? rikki has so many layers of masks that william never really feels like he actually knows her. and william, even though he mostly wants rikki to do her own thing, can still kind of be selfish and controlling (because he’s a teenager, and traumatized, and scared of losing his best friend, but it doesn’t change the fact that rikki feels the same pressure from him as she feels from their parents).

so this all culminates when they’re in high school and rikki buries herself in work—she wants to secure a good education and a good job so that she can actually get them both out of this shitty abusive household. for the first time in her whole life, she has a Goal that she personally has chosen. she now has someone to work hard for. but she also ends up spending a lot less time with that someone because of her studying, and it eats at william and eats and eats until—it turns out rikki’s hard work has actually paid off. she’s gotten a scholarship, and she can leave for a good university and she’s finally achieved something that she herself has wanted to do and not anyone else. for both of them. for her brother.

except her brother doesn’t react with support, like usual. he’s not cheering her on now that she’s fulfilled her dream and beyond. he just looks betrayed. because they’re best friends. they promised to be there for each other, to get out of this hellhole house together. how could she leave him behind? how is he supposed to make it without her, who is he going to have on his side? william loves her and wants her to be happy but he doesn’t want her to leave.

so in turn—because rikki is a) an avoidant little bitch who would rather masterfully evade conflict than try to have an opinion and b) doesn’t want her brother to hate her forever and not speak to her ever again—in turn, rikki, as always, as second nature, lies. i mean, it’s her dream, it’s something she’s been working towards for years, but she’ll stay. she’ll leave it behind. it makes perfect logical sense to her—best of both worlds: she doesn’t spend the last summer at home with her brother resenting her, and she still gets to actually go to university. it is basically flawless.

all up until, you know, the day comes where she actually has to move out and go to university. and william inevitably finds out that she lied to him. and they fight. it’s not good. it’s not happy. they end up separating on really bad terms, and not talking for the next 7 years because william runs away from home pretty much soon after rikki leaves (it’s not shown in the animatic but he does go MIA, rikki visits home once on holiday to find that her brother is just Gone, no one knows where he is, her parents couldnt give less of a shit, not great all around!!!) then rikki ends up graduating and looking for an easy first job, just to kind of set her foot in Job World.

unfortunately, it is also the exact same easy, convenient job that her brother ends up picking. hoo, boy. long time no see.

[stupidcanofpeaches]

sometimes i feel like im running out of time to do anything. i see all this art around me gorgeous sketches and edits and animatics and i think man i wish i kept doing this back when i had more free time more energy. i wish i was brave enough to keep singing i wish i kept trying to learn how to play guitar i wish i kept drawing my shitty little sketches and i just didn't. i didn't. so what now? all i can do is write and it just doesn't feel like enough it really doesn't. i feel like i was more brave when i was a teenager. now i open one of my many empty sketchbooks and i look at the page and i swear one of these days ill cry real hard about it. nowadays its like if im not instantly good at something it doesn't feel like its worth to continue. i draw a character, the character looks like crap and i feel like crap and i put it down. all of my expensive watercolor pencils and nice markers and oil pastel are just gathering dust while im waiting to feel brave enough to tackle my failures. and its not like i owe this to anyone to do this, i don't have to be very good at it to enjoy it but something in me doesn't allow it. why must i feel like it needs to be good why must i feel like i have to get something out of it whether attention or validation or profit. why can't i just do my shitty art for the sake of it and the enjoyment of the process of creating something?

its not supposed to be a race and im not losing but ill be damned if it doesn't feel like im dead last in some marathon i did not want to participate in.

[azumasoroshi]

watched the first two episodes of oshi no ko a while back (REALLY FUCKING GOOD, ive been a manga reader for a while but i stopped reading the recent chapters and basically forgot everything except for the major points and god it’s so satisfying to have the adaptation remind me of what i’ve forgotten in the most beautiful way possible)

but this post isnt about onk, it’s about izaya!! izaya orihara!! lets fucking goooooooooo izaya idol au!!!! i cant get this flea out of my BRAIN

i was about to open a new canvas to draw some more shizaya stuff for my animatic that im never gonna finish and i was like huh. maybe i should draw onk fanart. and then i remembered this art of venti genshin impact with ai’s eyes and i remembered thinking man i hope this becomes an artist trend for people to do with their art blorbos! and then i was like OH. guess i could contribute to the trend by drawing izaya with ai’s eyes

and then i started thinking and i was like huh. Ai’s never experienced love from her parents, doesn’t think she knows how to love or how to express it, doesn’t get attached to others easily, is a perpetual liar, became an idol because she hoped she would learn how to love - oh hey doesnt. that. sound like izaya. just a little bit. not exactly, her character goes into more learning how to love/that she can love while izaya’s character is i can love but only impersonally because i’m afraid of getting hurt and his arc would be learning to let his walls down for his own good

SO for izaya idol au, izaya would become an idol because he wants to experience love, or something along the lines of “there’s no greater demonstration of parasocial love and foolish decision making than in the idol industry! ahaha~” and probably “idols are perfect liars and i need to put myself into their shoes so i can become an even better liar and close myself off to any possibility of falling in love that could ever exist”

there’s a lot of reasons he might want to become an idol, really. there’s so much corruption and behind-the-scenes dealing and lies and facades and shit in the entertainment industry that i think izaya would eat for breakfast. he would LOVE witnessing that shit and making his own shady deals and stuff and occasionally ruining lives and watching people rise and fall down the rankings and tear each other down. plus the people who are in it for passion rather than money are fascinating as well. psychology student’s dream really- i mean what this is definitely about izaya and not me projecting

plus he definitely has the looks for it (narita would hard agree given how many times he’s indirectly called izaya attractive through other characters. we love a canonically hot king)

now i need to make everything shizaya because i’m not okay but i have no idea who shizuo would be lmao

like you could make him some up and coming manager (no age difference stuff here sorry lmao) or a fellow idol (doubtful. shizuo can act cute but i dont think he could dance) or an actor like akane/kana or a streamer??? like memcho (my favorite character)

a mangaka/screenplay writer/writer in general could also work but i feel like you’d have less reason to interact with idols that way

idk how japanese idol groups work for men in particular or if there’s even like a market for that :sob: id have to look into that if i actually started making stuff for this au

alternatively izaya crossdresses as a female idol and somehow no one realizes. except for shizuo. that would be hilarious actually. he refuses to do swimsuit modeling or other provocative stuff and his fans are like “oh?? the brazen kanra-chan is unexpectedly shy?? how cute” and he plays into it but inwardly he’s like. god i know exactly how im gonna go out with a bang when i retire. and shizuo watches him playing at being shy on tv knowing that that motherfucker is planning to strip on his last days as an idol

anyway this is just me spitballing ideas but ill definitely write at least a concept/intro fanfic of this at some point so stay tuned lmAo im just about to run out of writing juices on ABAON so i gotta transfer my energy somewhere else and where better than the idol!izaya au

[geekgemsspooksandtoons]

My take on Sonic 4

Here it is. Again, my depressing and messy fanfiction that's "All aura" of what I want Sonic 4 to be. Major spoilers for the third film and with all the concept art and deleted scenes being released. I think it's just best I post this now. Be warned, the ideas I wrote are...REALLY heavy. And I trust the writers of these movies far more than what I would do. Or even people who can predict the story and think of something more reasonable. I'm just REALLY excited for Sonic 4.

Again, with how they handled Shadow's story in the third movie. And they did so in a way that felt respectful of the source material and suitable for PG audiences. And I strangely like it more than the game itself in some ways...here's what I wrote.

I'm just going to write this down now because more concept art has surfaced. Especially of the mid credits scene. And I think it's best I just officially write this now. This is going to be messy. And I've said this is going to be a depressing messy fanfiction that's "All aura". It's essentially a Metal Sonic film with Amy in a role. And I don't think that would do her justice. Just gonna write it down.

. It's maybe a month after the third film. It takes place immediately after the third film and the mid credits scene.

. Turns out during Robotnik's "Sacrifice" he had discovered time travel is a possibility. Going back to the storyboard animatic during that scene for the third film. And the "Leaks" I heard about recently that the last act of Sonic 3 was going to involve time travel because in the concept art, the Eclipse Canon was going to blast Earth.

. Turns out maybe Amy is from another world or future. Where she tells Sonic about what's going on. Turns out, Robotnik was saved by Shadow and that Shadow is alive. But because of this, Robotnik had discovered a way to finally take over everything. He's captured Shadow and either using the time stones or Little Planet. He's maybe doing time travel or merging the other worlds.

. But also, he's built what he considers his greatest creation. Using the quill he got from Sonic and combining Shadow's Chaos Energy. Metal Sonic is born. He's mostly the main villain of the story.

. But during the course of the story. While Metal is loyal to Robotnik. Metal becomes more self-aware. Not at the point of becoming Neo Metal Sonic. But something else, he's becoming more self-aware about who he was based upon. He's developing emotions. But it's more so negative emotions. Mainly about the fact he's meant to beat Sonic and there comes a bunch of twists.

The whole course of the story is that Metal Sonic is essentially Sonic if he never had Longclaw, Tom, or any of his friends and found family. He's Sonic if he snapped. He's Sonic if he was so mentally ill, Metal is essentially a REALLY mentally ill robot. Robotnik made him so good, that he didn't think that Metal would become so self-aware about his own life and purpose.

There's the idea he may get Sonic's memories. But he's never experienced any of them.

. During the course of the story. Rouge appears on Earth and works with GUN (More so Rockwell) to track down Robotnik and Metal Sonic. Rockwell REALLY does not like these animal people. But it's because of Rouge she's slowly warming up to them. Rockwell is in charge of GUN after Walters is in a coma. He's still alive so he could be in a Shadow spinoff.

. Amy Rose is either voiced by Erika Henningsen (Hazbin Hotel) or Ella Purnell (Arcane).

Rouge is either voiced by Kirby Howell-Baptiste (Infinity Train) or Toks Olagundoye (Arcane).

Metal Sonic is voiced by Kyle McCarley (Infinity Train).

. In a twist or...whatever the Hell I would've done. Metal finds out in multiple timelines. He's been killed by Sonic always. He's always been beaten EVERY TIME. This revelation pretty much mentally messes him up so bad. That he starts becoming more self-aware.

Either connected or a new thing. He discovers a timeline where HE DOES WIN. But to win, he did things so irredeemable that Robotnik was actually surprised.

In that timeline, Metal straight up murdered all of Sonic's family and friends. He started with Tom, he went to Maddie, Ozzie the dog, Racheal, her husband Randall, and even Jojo (The little girl from the first film), along with Wade, and finally Tails and Knuckles. Killing them all is what straight up broke Sonic, leading to Metal finally killing him.

Because of this information and how more mentally unstable he's becoming. He kills the other robotic Sonic's because he realizes he needs to be the ONLY Sonic.

When Sonic finds out in this timeline, that all of his support is dead. And seeing their graves. Metal reveals to him (And he finally speaks. Imagine Simon Laurent's voice with a bit of a robotic filter on it) that he killed them all. And how I just wanna write this down.

"I exist...because of you. I am supposed to surpass you. I exist only because OF THAT REASON. I HATE YOU because of that. But you kept beating me. EVERY TIME. And I realized the only way to beat you was to break you. So...I killed them. I killed them all. Your family...your friends. And then I killed you...that's how I became the only Sonic."

. Because of this information, Metal Sonic straight up goes on a quest to kill Sonic's entire family. Realizing it's his best possible chance to finally complete purpose. During this, Shadow is found or escaped. And it's essentially Sonic and Shadow vs Metal.

. During this whole story, when Stone finds out Robotnik is alive. He's so glad but Stone sees how far Robotnik has gone. To where he fully supports killing so many people. And somehow, it's essentially being a middle finger to Robotnik's heroic sacrifice at the end of the third movie.

Stone gets into a fight with Robotnik and even makes Ivo's nose bleed. But maybe Metal throws Stone out a window and someone like Tials maybe saves him.

. During their fight, Metal says all of these EXTREMELY hateful things. Calling Sonic a parasite, a mistake, and how Metal even tells him, "I never asked to be made! You were born and I exist!" Like, he hates Sonic existing so much. He hates the idea he was based upon someone else and his whole purpose is to surpass that person. But he never could. And now he's willing to go so far to win.

He's trying to actively hurt people in this scenario causing so much destruction, injuring people, trying to piss Sonic off. Even telling him. "Either you die or I die."

. During this fight, Metal tries to murder Rockwell, taking her up to the sky by grabbing her legs and telling her, "I remember killing you. And I'll gladly do it again." He drops her hundreds of feet from the air. But Rockwell is saved by Rouge. Which helps Rockwell truly warm up to people like Rouge. She's essentially Topaz from Sonic X. This is her character arc.

. Maybe before the fight or so or after it, Metal kidnaps Amy (She's still a major part of this) and despite she shouldn't. She tries to talk to him about what he's doing. And how the REAL Sonic wouldn't do this. Metal tells her he's the REAL Sonic. But she answers back with what she was talking about. Because of this, he starts thinking about what he's doing. Yet he ignores that.

. On the Stardust Speedway or whatever the Hell is going on. This story is like a mismash of Sonic CD, Sonic Forces (Replace Infinite with Metal Sonic), and Sonic OVA. Sonic and Metal race each other, and Metal is actively trying to kill Sonic. He's trying so hard, that during this race, he sees his chance, and Sonic is in super form. And Shadow is in his super form too. But Metal has taken energy from the emeralds and while he's not Neo Metal Sonic or Metal Overlord. He's as strong as the other two hedgehogs.

It's kind of like the intro to Unleashed. But Metal, Sonic and Shadow are essentially fighting and so many warships are being destroyed in the process.

. I don't know, Robotnik is trying to shoot at the Earth and shattered it into pieces. Because worlds are merging.

. During the last act when Metal is on the verge of finally completing his task. He beats Shadow, and he manages to get Sonic out of his super state. Sonic is so tired, and maybe he just falls. No one is helping him. He's gone somewhere.

When Metal realizes he's finally completed his purpose. Amy comes up from behind him and asks him, "Is this what you really wanted? Are you proud of what you did?" And tells him the hard truth that he never would've been the REAL Sonic. Because the REAL Sonic would never listen to Robotnik and do any of the heinous things he's done.

When he finally thinks hard about it. He looks at his hands and glimpses of his one timeline self when he actually did murder Sonic, there's some blood on his hands in this glimpse.

Because of this, oil starts leaking from Metal's eyes. He's essentially crying and fully realizes Amy is right. He was NEVER going to be Sonic. Whether he's the only one or not. And murdering Sonic made him fully realize that.

This utterly DESTROYS him.

. Turns out, Sonic was still alive. Maybe saved by Shadow. But when Sonic goes back to Metal. And this footage is all live somehow, Robotnik completed his Eggman Land crap. And he's been recording everything on Stardust Speedway and all the destruction.

What Metal says shocks everyone.

"I'm not the real Sonic. I never was. I want to die...I need to die." And when Robotnik tries to control him, Metal straight up digs his own hand into his chest, taking out a device that Robotnik put in him in case if Metal every betrayed him. Metal tells him this one thing. "I don't have a father. I never had a family." Because of this, Metal then (By himself) tries to destroy Robotnik's plan however he can, resulting in him nearly being destroyed. And the whole world is watching.

Robotnik put out the live watch to show Metal beating Sonic to the whole world. And now the whole world is watching Metal actively betray his own father.

During this whole thing, Metal is damaged from fighting Sonic and Shadow. And the last act, he falls, his jet engine fails. He falls into some place where there's lava or acid. He is barely hanging onto a ledge.

Sonic tries to save him. But Shadow is trying to hold onto him. The whole world is watching. When Sonic puts out his hand to pull Metal up, Metal extends his hand at first. But he pauses.

He then slaps Sonic's hand away.

Compared to Sonic giving Knuckles and Shadow his hand. Metal simply rejects it. But the reason for doing so is when Metal tells him this.

"Let me die...please...I need to die. Let me die doing the right thing. Because I realized...there is only ONE REAL Sonic."

He essentially pushes him off the ledge and falls into the acid or lava. The thing slowly destroys him. He's finally gone.

Robotnik's greatest creation was also his greatest failure.

. Because of the whole incident. More animal people are on Earth. And Amy lives with the Wachowski's. And Shadow is live Randall and Rachael.

Robotnik is now all alone. He's essentially become an even more game accurate Eggman. But at the cost of no friends or anyone helping him. He tries to ignore it, but it eats away at him. His low empathy finally got him there...

. Either the end implies we can do a Sonic Adventure adaptation with Chaos. Or maybe Dark Gaia with a Sonic Unleashed adaptation and Sonic handling his toughest battle as the werehog. Or somehow try to do both.

[goodieghosty]

I need an in-depth explanation on Colette, is she completely human? Or is she something else? 🤔

I love you asdfghjkl sorry-

I have so much lore for the gal, and I'm still working on it and tweaking it to somewhat make sense for LOL. But once you start reading into some of the champions it's like "ey wtf this is cool" and then never touched upon again.

But to answer your question: yes and no

I'll explain below the cut, but I do recommend watching my animatic for a little more context! (Here)

Cw for stillborn, childloss

Colette's birthmother is from Freljord. And in a moment of pure desperation, she prayed to whatever manner of god or being that would hear her in that moment to keep her newborn child alive. Because, you know, for drama's sake the poor woman went into an early labor during a horrible storm.

She didn't care what god heard her, she didn't care what she had to give up.

Now, there are gods in LOL, and demi gods, and what have you. They have their own thing going on. I'm focusing on some Norse myth inspiration because I want to. Because they're neat.

Anyways-what ends up hearing mother dearest? A mythical serpent representing life and death and its infinite cycle, rebirth, and transformation. And this being, it its infinite wisdom, is all "alright, I'll bite, this child is mine now" not literally, of course. And poor mum has no clue that she's actually been heard, because she's holding her breathless child in her hands and mourning-

And MEANWHILE, all the way in Piltover, a newborn that had just been declared dead-breathes its first breath, much to a previously distraught mother's delight. This is Colette.

And Colette has always been an odd one. Always felt like something was missing. Snakes have always interested her, and vice versa, it would seem. She'd have strange dreams frequently, mostly about giant serpents. But never quite looked into it.

She doesn't find out about her identity until after her "first" death, via the train. Where'll she'll meet her?? Patron serpent? Serpatron? Lol. After that? Things go to shit. I'll say it likely takes place before season 2?

Gal has to come to terms with the fact that she's an immortal shapeshifter. "Oh but that sounds great-" yeah okay, but she can still die and experience the pain from it. And when she comes back? Her soul is squeezing its way into a potentially unwilling but otherwise weak and dying host. And g o d, she has to go into hiding because she cannot take the look of utter hope and astonishment from that person's loved ones when they see what they think is their friend/lover/child walking around. It isn't, it's just her. But they don't know that, and she can never get that across.

She has to rip and tear and claw at the skin and flesh and hair just to reveal her own form underneath it all-and that's a mess. Blood and viscera. This body is not hers, and she knows it, but she has no choice. She's never actually had a body that was really her own. Not really.

Live and die, again and again, and again and always remembering and never being sure if This time will be the last. If she'll be able to find her way back to her loved ones. If it's all even worth it in the end.

And the answer will always be 'yes', because even if her loved ones die, she'll always remember them.

I suppose she would be classified as a demigod??

Gal is assumed dead during season 2, because her soul is currently in a body on a different continent and she's freaking out, trying to get the hang of her abilites, while trying to figure out how to leave without breaking this family's hearts.

She'll return to Zaun eventually, after the war. Gal heard "War" and immediately went "my friends are there!! ;A;" but couldn't slip away soon enough to participate in the actual battle.

That poor family will be left thinking their terminally ill family member, who got miraculously better overnight, got skinned alive or something. Because uh-listen Colette's never done this before. Gal was itchy. Her skin was shedding. What do snakes do when they shed? Scratch themselves against anything they can. Who was she supposed to know this was how her shapeshifting worked??? She's TRYING

People saw her get hit by the train though, so when she gets back it's uh, it's gonna be awkward and emotional. Don't think she'll tell many the truth, just a select few. And the rest can speculate, she doesn't care.

Will eventually take on more serpentine characteristics, leaving folks to speculate on what exactly she is. She never tells ppl the same thing.

[o-sunny-day]

FINISHED COOKING THE ANIMATIC PORTION ‼️‼️ loving the colors so far, very excited heheheh

extra stupid layer names + 1 last frame looksee…now youre CUT OFF no more work in progress images 🫵 had to do more censoring on these cause- the colors make it kinda obvious whats happening in some of the scenes

also awwwwwwwwww theyre so stinkn cute, dunno what happened to their parents but for their own sake imna say they were nice but couldnt be around as much as they wanted, so Grandpa Semi looked after them as they grew up a lot of the time. Thennn uh- idk what happened to them. after that…BUT WHATS IMPORTANT IS THAT THESE DOOMED SIBLINGS GET SOMETHING GOOD IN THEIR MISERABLE PATHETIC LITTLE LIVES

also hehehehehe red and yellow make orange and the the the the papyrus orang- orang papyrus… but the kids r blue for a while and Sans always cause like- warm n cold colors are opposites and they were close and not the kids and parents and-

OKAY IM CUT OFF FROM YAPPING ILL SAVE IT FOR WHEN I HAVE THE WHOLE THING 😭😭😭 i should really start writing it cause ITS ALL CLEAR IN MY HEAD but actually writing it out takes a WHILEEE but I love it sm-

We like to have fun with layer names

working on a project i’m excited about and way too committed to…

Heres another work in progress image that is unnecessarily funny out of context 😭😭😭

[fuckinart]

Just wanted to say I absolutely loved your drawing of the Nightshade prison scene where Freddy is praying for Alex. Nightshade is my most favorite book ever and I want Alex and Freddy's relationship to grow into a beautiful bond. If you have more Nightshade-related work I'd love to see it!

anon, i love you. i loved that scene too & needed to draw it so desperately i subjected my poor laptop to 100-ish layers in Hexels. here’s close-ups of the art in question because there’s little details i love that might not be very... viewable in the big version (like, yes, Nightshade being on the desk xD also the guns & escape plan. i wanted the room to look more lived in despite being really empty). i may go back & “finish” it, since the lighting isn’t what i wanted it to be but i was too tired to fix it at the time. this has honestly inspired me to go back to it <3

also, yes, i will be absolutely drawing more Alex Rider (& Nightshade) stuff because i love it a lot as well. full blown hyperfixation level love. working on my own personal character designs for everyone at the moment. may or may not be working on an animatic too who knows ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

[colourshot-draws]

Aww I feel so bad for Drayton and his brothers I just wanna hug them and comfort them :( I wonder what more sad headcanons you have on Drayton/the rest of the brothers and if so could you tell me a bit more about them? ;-; Thanks and have a wonderful day! :)

Ahh I feel a similar way! I'm sure they'd be happy to receive some comfort :]

And I absolutely do have more and I can definitely tell you about them (although every time I'm asked about my ideas, I immediately forget them...I should write them down properly).

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One of my main ideas for the brothers - and this is something I've definitely mentioned before - is that they do care for one another but the gap between them all is already so big, that bridging it feels impossible. How is Drayton supposed to express that he cares after all he's done, especially to Bubba? That'd he'd done it out of love or fear? Perhaps a mix of both? It may be true but that doesn't really change the damage he knows he's done, he can see the way Bubba cowers away from him when he enters a room. The Sawyers kind of have to be a close family, only looking out for each other and all but still, they don't exactly strike me as the kind of family to sit down and have in-depth discussions about past grievances. So they have arguments, words are exchanged and both parties leave bitter and upset - never really finding their way back to each other, never really resolving any hurt. They just move on and act as normal as they all can.

At least that's how I see it!

Now I'll just rattle off some quicker, random headcanons I have about the brothers:

I don't think Drayton eats nearly as much as he should, mostly out of stress. He always cooks and provides for his family but after a long day at the gas station, the smell of bbq making him feel a little ill, he's not really in the mood for much food.

One of my friends headcanons that I adopted as my own is that Bubba gets nosebleeds when they're stressed. Drayton really knows he's gone too far with his yelling when Bubba's nose starts bleeding.

Another one inspired by a friend and expanded on together was that Chop knew something was wrong with Nubbins before he even got home. That he had a sense his twin was no longer around...because y'know, twin stuff.™ And maybe Nubbins knew that Chop had been injured as well. Chop is lucky it isn't fatal but of course, Nubbins never finds that out, he just has an awful feeling up until his last moments.

I also think that Chop would get sick of seeing Nubbins in himself when he looks in the mirror. Perhaps he decides on a bit of an appearance change because of that.

One I haven't given much thought to at all and really only came to me while I was working on an animatic (which is a wip, hopefully coming soon 🤞), was the idea of it being Chop who decides to deal with Nubbins's corpse in that way. I know it seems pretty standard for the Sawyers to keep dead family members around but a part of me couldn't help but wonder if Nubbins was a little different. He was young, much too young and it wasn't supposed to happen like that. It wasn't supposed to happen at all and Drayton just couldn't stand it, refusing to acknowledge any mention of him for a while. He's not exactly thrilled when Chop starts lugging Nubbins around but 'if it gets him outta his damn room once 'n a while, suppose it's fine.' 🤷‍♂️ No idea if like that idea at all HAHAH, it's really not something I've given much thought so disregard this one if you wish (I mean you can also disregard all of them if you want...obviously).

Those are all that spring to mind right now, thank you for your wonderful asks 😊 I hope my answers are somewhat entertaining!

I'm well aware I'm taking these characters (at least Chop) perhaps more seriously than they may have been presented at first but that's the fun of headcanons, ain't it? There's always room for goofy fun stuff as much as there is for the sadder sides. - 🐊

[leynaeithnea]

OKAY BUT IF YOU DO

IF YOU DO

THERE SOME THINGS

That are fun to know before hand!!!!!

1. Animatics, watch the animatics, they make the whole expierence better -> this is my personal playlist with my favorite and "trying to stay true to what the creator had in mind"/"best story-line/movie flow" animatics [Link to the yt playlist] (but there are SO many good ones that are worth checking out if you end up liking it)

2. Each character has at least one instrument that mostly just represents them, so listening out for them to get more clues about the story is really fun!

3. The more supernatual/divine a being is the more synthier the music/instruments become, while humans mostly have traditional instruments

4. The choirs/ensemble/backing vocals when only humans are present are always other characters singing, when a god or more divine being has choirs in the background theyre not actually "in the story" and are just "made up"/summoned by the gods

5. Pancakes ♡

6. Right now...or as of tonight (midnight 31th october) we have songs songs 1-35 (my animatics playlist only has up to song 30 right now, but ill add the new ones as soon as they come out), the musical isnt finished yet, but estimately around Christmas we should get the last 5 songs (songs 36-40)

7. The fandom is amazing, Jorge is a pure joy on earth, we love the winions and I hope youll end up liking it whenever you'll get to watch it! Would love to welcome you to the fandom ^^

As someone who likes Homer a bit more than is normal, am I missing out on anything never having seen/listened to Epic the musical

Idk I keep hearing people talking about it and saying its good but a lot of people disagree, is it actually worth my time?

[pathos-p]

"Weirdly Specific Artist Ask Game" but i got tagged in it so i am gonna answer all of them 'cause theyre fun

questions by @/i-like-eyes

thanks for the tag @king-chook!! ^^

1. Art programs you have but don't use

i thiiink i have a license for clip studio paint that came with my old wacom tablet but i never rly used it. also used to have krita installed for the longest time but just always felt off to me idk why. don't currently have it installed anymore tho

2. Is it easier to draw someone facing left or right (or forward even)

to their right is a bit easier i think. not smth i consciously notice, mostly i'm just thinking abt when im doodling on the margins of stuff they usually are looking to the left of the page

3. What ideas come from when you were little

uhhh idk tbh, i dont think much of my art draws from that

4. Fav character/subject that's a bitch to draw

cityscapes !!! i love cities they r so pretty and cool looking but goddamn theyre so hard to draw

5. Estimate of how much of your art you post online vs. the art you keep for yourself

80-20? i post everything that i finish. basically the only stuff that doesnt get posted is sketches i give up on

6. Anything that might inspire you subconsciously (i.e. this horse wasn't supposed to look like the Last Unicorn but I see it)

hmmmm not that i can think of rn...

7. A medium of art you don't work in but appreciate

watercolour !! i've tried it a few times and Struggled but i love seeing ppl's work in it

8. What's an old project idea that you've lost interest in

so many animatics ..................... also many comic ideas ..................... i get so many ideas that i just never start on or start and only do a little before losing the hyperfocus/fixation and just Cannot continue them. it sucks

9. What are your file name conventions

usually the character name, maybe a bit of description of what theyre doing... idk not much of a convention to it

10. Favorite piece of clothing to draw

hmm i like jackets :)

11. Do you listen to anything while drawing? If so, what

yes, usually music. sometimes random youtube videos like stream highlights or video essays.

12. Easiest part of body to draw

uhhh hair? maybe idk. hard question bc it varied a lot depending on what kinda style and just. sometimes smth is hard in a particular drawing then easy later idk

13. A creator who you admire but whose work isn't your thing

i cant think of anything i will edit it in if i think of anyone

14. Any favorite motifs

in my drawings i dont feel like i use any much. mostly i pull motifs from whatever im doing fanart of lol. in music, i like religious motifs (but not like. ones abt christ or bible stories, rather heaven, hell, god/divinity, angels)

15. *Where* do you draw (don't drop your ip address this just means do you doodle at a park or smth)

at home pretty much exclusively. in bed lol

16. Something you are good at but don't really have fun doing

idk i feel like the stuff im better at is the stuff i like bc i practice it more for fun lol

17. Do you eat/drink when drawing? if so, what

not usually

18. An estimate of how much art supplies you've broken

surprisingly little. mostly bc i do more digital art lol

19. Favorite inanimate objects to draw (food, nature, etc.)

weapons and nature. especially ice for nature

20. Something everyone else finds hard to draw but you enjoy

i cant think of anything ill add it if i do

21. Art styles nothing like your own but you like anyways

i love rougher styles, like ones with a lot of visible brushstrokes and bold lines and shit. so cool. idk how to make it look good lol i dont have the confidence in my lines for it

22. What physical exercises do you do before drawing, if any

none... probably i should change that

23. Do you use different layer modes

yeah, often i use a multiple layer for shading then a variety to colour adjust at the end

24. Do your references include stock images

sometimes

25. Something your art has been compared to that you were NOT inspired by

cant think of any

26. What's a piece that got a wildly different interpretation from what you intended

there was this poem i wrote about capitalism and how shit it is and someone thought it was abt interpersonal relationships/smth along the lines of a breakup. i rly didnt mind it tho i thought it was cool bc the emotion was not far off, the sense of betrayal and abandonment. just a very very different subject

27. Do you warm up before getting to the good stuff? If so, what is it you draw to warm up with

no lol

28. Any art events you have participated in the past (like zines)

i ran a zine (digital only) for the dimension 20 zine jam! and also made art+writing for others in that :D also was part of a polygon yt fanzine a while back

29. Media you love, but doesn't inspire you artistically

spider-man (not the MCU, mostly tasm and a few of the comics)

30. What piece of yours do you think is underrated

IS IT BAD TO SAY A PIECE THAT GOT QUITE A BIT OF POSITIVE ATTENTION ?? maybe

i rly like the cj comic i did i am genuinely so goddamn happy with the result so . even tho it did very well by the standards for the fandom its for and my current follower base it is underrated

alternatively this one https://www.tumblr.com/pathos-p/704380503765221377/tridential-sovereignty?source=share bc it didnt get all that much attention on any social media site but i think its cool !!

(mostly only using recent ones bc i dont wanna dig back further esp onto my old twt acct, too much work lol)

[wonderlandhatter]

Will you read to me?

Pairing: Spencer x femReader

Summary: You're feeling unsettled after a case, so Spencer helps you get some sleep and get a smile back on your face.

Word count: 1863

Warnings: fluff (is that a warning idk), mentions of an unsub, feeling overwhelmed after an unsub touches you (just your hand and waist nothing in detail). Tiny bit of angst I think mostly fluff though

A/N: Ok so this is my first attempt at writing a fic, it ended up being longer than I thought it would be, anyways if you would like to give me some feedback that would be greatly appreciated, hope someone out there enjoys this, I really liked writing it.  Ooh also if I missed any warnings pls tell me. 

A/N2: Hey so my old account got deleted so I'm reposting my fics if you have a sec I would appreciate it if you could boost it so i can try and get to where i was, thank you.

It had been a tough case, especially for you, the victimology fit you in every way and so you had been used to draw the unsub out, nothing had gone wrong but you could still feel his hand where he had touched yours, his alluring presence was lingering around you , all you wanted to do was go home and shower this feeling off but first you had to get there.

Unfortunately, there was still 2 hours left in the flight. So, until you did get home you would settle for sleep hoping time would pass faster, though you just couldn’t stop your mind from thinking, well overthinking. Spencer noticed this and it hurt him to see you like this he himself knew nothing had happened but he didn’t like the thought that you had even gone near that creep, to think about what he would have done to you, if the circumstances were different.

He couldn’t imagine what he would do if something had happened, you and him were close, very close, you had first bonded when he noticed your Dr who coin purse on your first day at the BAU, he hadn’t gotten a chance to say anything because at that moment Garcia bubbled into the bullpen announcing that they have a case. but when he saw it again on the jet, he couldn’t resist but to ask if you like the show, you love the show and your face visibly lit up at the mention of it as did his, you both exchanged a few words before Derek piped in to ask if that was the show with the flying phone booth but before Spencer had the chance to correct him, you did. ‘well firstly it’s a Tardis which stands for Time And Relative Dimensions In Space, secondly it isn’t a phone booth it’s a police box.’ Once you finish you simply smiled at him but before he could answer you piped up again early. ‘ ooh ooh and do you want to know why it’s a police box’, Derek honestly couldn’t care less but he couldn’t bare to take away the joy in your face that was brought by this nerdy little show you clearly loved, Spencer might also have been giving him a look that said ‘don’t you dare say no’, so he decided to indulge you, ‘sure kid tell me why it’s a police box’. Spencer saw your face light up even more if it was even possible, and so you began’ So the Tardis is supposed to change in appearance depending on where it  is because of a component that is called ‘the chameleon circuit’ but something happened to it so it no longer works and is stuck as a police box, its explained in the first Dr who series in an episode called An Unearthly child. Oh and…..’ by this time Derek has lost interest and was only half listening but Spencer’s full attention was on you as you talked about something that clearly brought you joy, at this point he decided  to chime in and so you two spent the rest of the jet ride to wherever it was you were going discussing your favourite episodes, plots and Drs. And so, a beautiful friendship began to bloom.

As spencer’s memory of that day came to an end he couldn’t help but be visibly sad at how much of a contrast your feeling were to that day, there was no smile so big you had dimples no hands moving around animatically  as you talked and no interrupting your own sentences as you thought of something else you thought needed to be said. And certainly, no you trying to convince him that David tenant was the best Dr. now there was only an uneasiness about you, you looked sad and in slight distress.

Spencer couldn’t keep sitting there doing nothing, he wanted to take those feelings away no, he needed to take them away, he wanted to go over to you and hold you, place you on his lap and let you bury your face into his cardigan like you had done so many times before on your movie nights, but that wouldn’t be appropriate while the entire team was around, and he didn’t want to make you feel worse by being so forward so instead he stood up from his seat opposite Derek and J.J and made his way to you on  the sofa holding his book, you were sat  in the corner looking so small, holding a now cold cup of tea.

Your mind was anywhere but there so it took Spencer calling your name quietly before you realised anyone was sitting there, and as you saw him all those bad feelings were drowned out by those of joy and love, they weren’t gone but their overwhelming words were dulled, Spencer just had that effect on you, you weren’t completely sure when your feeling changed from hey that’s my friend, to hey that’s my friend who I would like to kiss, marry, and have babies with. Maybe it was the day he showed you how to do physics magic, or the day he brought you coffee every morning for 2 weeks because he spilled one the previous day on your white shirt, or maybe the first time he hugged you, you knew he wasn’t big on hugs but after a tough case for everyone he could see you needed it and honestly once he was there holding you he never wanted to stop, after that he wouldn’t hesitate to hug you, you both waved it off as friendly but you both just wanted to be as close as possible, maybe when you came to terms with the fact you would both try your best to have physical contact with each other, be it holding hands or falling asleep on each other’s shoulder is when you knew you wanted a lot more.

You were brought back by Spencer’s voice, ‘are you ok’,’  ‘oh,  ah yeah sorry , my minds just wandering I guess’ you said looking down at your hands feeling bad for lying, he clearly knew you weren’t he was a profiler after all, and as you stared at your hand you   once again remembered his lingering touch on your left hand, before your mind could wander further Spencer held your hand ,he spoke up  ‘ don’t think about him, I know that’s what your doing , but he’s gone now were he cant hurt anyone else, were he can’t hurt you’. You looked away from him feeling silly ‘I know that, I don’t even know why I’m acting like this it’s ridiculous honestly he didn’t do anything he just touched my hand and waist but the thought of his hands on me just makes me feel sick, it’s like I can still feel him and I just want to wash it off and that’s all I can think about every time I try to sleep, I just want to sleep and forget about it spence’ as you said this you subconsciously scratched the back of  your hand where his had been, spencer took both your hands once again before you could hurt yourself,  ‘hey y/n, it isn’t silly, after seeing the crime scenes and knowing what he did to those women it is perfectly reasonable to be feeling like this’ you nod at his words and lean your head on his shoulder as you take in his familiar comforting smell, ‘thanks Spence’ you hear him hum in response as his head leans on top of yours.

You sit in comfortable silence just being with each other not even realising he hadn’t let go of your hand, it isn’t like you had made a move to either, and neither of you were planning on it. The jet was silent as everyone was either asleep, or going through some files, it was peaceful, it was wonderful.

You were the first to break the silence ‘what are you reading’ , ‘Alice’s adventures in wonderland’, you looked up at him from your place on his shoulder with a soft smile and simply stated ‘that’s my favourite book, I have a copy in my desk right now’ , ‘I know, that’s why I’m reading it, ‘ his reason made your heart swell as he continued, ‘even though it Is considered a classic I’ve never actually read it, I must say I am enjoying it’, ‘how far along are you’, ‘about half way’. Truthfully Spencer could have been done with the book already even though he had started it at the beginning of the flight, however this book was different, this was your favourite, this one meant so much to you and so he wanted to take it all in, he wanted that feeling you get when you first read a line that impacts you, a feeling you only get once with that line, a feeling he was getting often in this book because he knew you loved it and so he loved it.

The silence was disrupted by a very large yawn coming from you, he must admit you looked very cute when you were tired (he may also love the fact you were wearing one of his cardigans that you had claimed as your, and you also had very cute sweater paws). ‘Here lie down’ Spencer said, you knew you wouldn’t be able to fall asleep so you asked, ‘will you read to me’ there was barely a beat before you felt the need to justify your request, even though you didn’t need to he would do anything you asked. ‘it’s just I don’t think ill be able to sleep, and your voice is very calming’, the last part you said quietly and felt a light blush on your cheeks, spencer simply smiled and simply answered ‘of course ill read to you’, and so you laid you head down on his lap and he began reading once you were fully comfortable, ‘would you tell me, please, which way I ought to go from here?’’ ‘’that depends a good deal on where you want to get to,’’ said the cat………’’ and so Spencer kept reading to you, an you kept listening, his hand made its way to your hair and began to play with it while your hand drew lazy  nonsensical things  on his leg , and as you heard the words you had read a million times before, and as the man you held so much love for played with your hair all your worries and thoughts melted away and you slowly let sleep take over , you felt conflicted as you didn’t want to miss this, miss Spencer’s voice recite something that meant so much to you, it was like hearing a completely new story, but at some point you let it take over and so you were finally able to sleep, Spencer never stopped reading to you or playing with your hair in fear of disturbing your peace, he was so happy there was a smile back on your face, he would read to you every hour of every day if it meant seeing you smile.

[blufox234isadumbname]

i guess i do this now

Rules: tag a few people you want to know better; make a new post, don’t reblog! Thanks for the tag @therewillbebeauty

Favorite color: Navy blue to ig nighttime indigo, its sorta a gradient or me because , at this point I gotta memorise the exact hex code of it, for now ig #403f7c will do

Currently reading: not really anything at the moment, i dont read often in my free time because i spend it jsut sleeping. I read fics but yeah i don't exaclt have a consistent fic i check in and out of currently

Last song: Snow By Ricky Montgomery, my recommended is now wired to just replay the entirety of the Montgomery Ricky album. I would like to add this is defintely a FWT song, i keep thinking of an animatic for me

Last film: I think it was Luca, i loved the story so much, mostly cause friendship stories hit real good for me

Currently watching: i dont really follow any tv shows or web series, i really onyl can have one obsession and that current obsession is DSMP. or rather their creators content, other than that i dont really have anything

Last series: I mean, before DSMP i just was watching old DP before the whoel debacle occured and the channel changed significantly. This was all like before qurantine hit me so i spent that remainder just nto watchign new shows. I did enjoy watchign Sanders Sides for a while then, i dont go back to it very often as much as before

Three ships:

for fairness sake i will jsut put one main DSMP ship and thats c!fundywastaken; short-lived but well-missed (well depends on who you ask). Honestly speaking i have a few cfundy ships, surprisingly it just consists of dream team also...additonally karlnapity for life

back when i watched sanders sides consistently i shipped prinxiety a bit, still same now just not intensely. i like the two's dichotomy with each other

kitashu from P5, its mostly because i love yusuke in general he is such a *guy*, possibly fruity and the interactions in his confidant thing is just, fun. shoutout tho to akeshu shippers (you know who you are )

First ever ship: god ok REALLY BACK THEN i used to be inthe eddsworld fandom and i shipped tomtord. would i go back to it, god no, the more i jsut reflect i think id rather leave it be

Currently working on: nothing at the moment, im waitign to get my embroidery needles so i can start makign patches. i am writing some short fundywastaken stories because i keep listenign to Ricky Montgomery and its all good material btu idk if ill keep it consistent

I would like to tag @oakskull @appleflavoredkitkats @altarmisu aaaaaaaaaaaand thats all the people i have the confidence to tag because i know they also follow me dont feel pressured to partake frens

[justanartisticduck]

For fanfic thingy: 5, 10, 16! Also love your art<3 /p

(just letting you know I wrote a huge ramble for these but tumblr reset it all so I’m typing all this from memory of what I said- i am so sorry abt that my answers were much more in depth but tumblrs a jerk :’) )

5. yes I do!!!!! Music is a crucial part in me writing and drawing actually!! Usuallly music helps me either set up a mood while making art or it helps me make an actual story for said art!!! :P Usually though that’s how I interpret all music! Usually I associate certain songs with certain characters (like for example the song “Oh No” reminds me SO much of Duck like in my head it’s their song-) and other songs I make full on stories and scenes with (like the song “Someone Gets Hurt (reprise)” is a song I associate tightly with a scene from the past of my Dhmis interp in which Duck and Red have their first big fight (because Red don’t realize Roy is a manipulative asshole-) and I’m actually making an actual animatic of the animatic I imagine each time I hear this song!!! :3 also yes- I imagine animations when I listen to music- it’s very fun actually!) but when it comes to me characters are a key part in how I interpret music which makes music important to me drawing or writing about these characters because my brain is already mapping out the tones and setting and story and all jsut by hearing this song, how about we put these ideas to use!! So, tldr yes!! I do listen to music when writing and drawing!! (I’m actually listening to music rn as I ramble lol!!)

10. YES I DO OMG!!!!! AHEM- OK SO thsi is from a fanfic I don’t plan on finishing or releasing but I write this one set of dialogue that I am still in love with and super proud of like!!! Anyways so ill explain what’s going on a bit: basically this fic takes place jsut after Dhmis 4 after Duck/Robin gains back consciousness after passing out at the prior lesson’s end. Their memory is really fuzzy and they can’t help but shake the feeling something- no- someONE is missing and after looking in an old picture book they realize what this missing something truly was- Red… after thsi they go to the thing they last remembered their friend going to… the door on the side of the room which is where the upcoming dialogue starts… enjoy!! :DD (aslo I’ll highlight where the story starts and ends with the use of this 💔, just to specify when the story begins and ends :3)

💔

….Robin immediately got up and ran to the door closest to them.

“Red… Red answer me!”

There was no response…

“Red I'm serious, open the door!!”

They tried to open the door once again, it didn’t budge…

“Red open the door this instant!!!”

Nothing…

“RED PLEASE JUST ANSWER ME!!!!” They yelled in tears.

Robin was starting to panic, they yelled for their friend as they awaited for him to just simply respond to their calls. They continued to try to see what was on the other side of the door… but no response.. nothing was there..

“HAROLD I SWEAR IF YOU DON'T OPEN THIS DOOR ILL-“

The door unlocked.

💔

16. Hmm- well I’m not entirely sure!! Usually I just write to whatever I’m vibing to however I do have some tropes/genres I avoid!! Ok first off nsfw/smut stuff cuz that’s illegal for me to write for as it is lol- (plus just in general that stuff makes me very uncomfy so I don’t have any plans on writing that stuff in the future-) i also tend to avoid anything too intense when it comes to romance or overall anything!! (like for example I can write two characters kissing but that’s as far as I’ll take it lol) same goes for the bad stuff too- when writing about wounds I tend to avoid bringing attention to EVERY detail- and when it comes to bad relationships I avoid showing exactly all the bad stuff- rather implying “hey- this character sucks” and maybe showing something bad that happened (but not the whole scene in detail because yikes-) because idk- writing scenes like that is very difficult for me and when it comes to these types of things I will imply what happened but I won’t show it exactly happening- (like for example in my Dhmis stories I imply Duck was eaten by those can monster things and that it injured them in many ways- but I don’t directly show the scene happening, besides the show already did that for us as it is lol-) But I hope that makes sense!! But those are the main things I can think of at the top of my head- I’m sure theres more but really what I avoid in writing and Art just depends on where it lands in my comfort zone- the further it is from that zone the less likely I am to write it! I hope that makes sense!!!

Anyways thank you for the ask!! These were very fun to think abt!! Also I rambled SO much more for this ask earlier but tumblr reloaded and deleted it all :( but regardless I hope you enjoyed my rambling!! Also I’m so so glad you like my art!! that lil comment meant DO much to me thank you!!!! Anyways I hope you enjoyed this!!

[logan-please-smile-speaks]

[Long, Tw food (in depth descriptions), brief references to unnamed heavenly beings of no specified religion, brief reference to hell. Not really any angst. Just good Dadza.]

[Hurt/comfort my beloved]

Me: i can't write

Also me: writes an entire fic by accident while telling my friend about an idea I had

(I'm gonna need this ask back at some point so don't keep it too long, okay? But make sure to take care of yourself (unlike Techno sksksks))

(How many words is this) (Cenn I've been writing this for like 3-4 hours. I've been hyperfixating on this)

-@2ble

I had this really cute idea where Techno gets sick after doomsday and Dadza takes care of him (for an animatic, or? How should i draw techno?)

Phil's Dadza side kicks in. He gently pushes Techno, who is in full garb back into bed. "Techno, you're sick. You can't go."

"But I haven't streamed in 2 weeks!"

"Rest."

Techno turns on his side in bed. Dadza gently pulls the blankets up and tucks them around Techno. Techno begins to cough, and the coughs rack his body. Dadza's expression is soft and concerned. He rubs his hand on Techno's back until he stops coughing. Techno closes his eyes. He's exhausted.

Dadza takes Techno's crown and places it on the bedside table.

He observes his ill friend. Techno is nothing like what he was up until Doomsday. He seemed--weak. Vulnerable. Sick.

"Have you had anything to eat, Techno?"

Techno doesn't open his eyes. He shakes his head. "I ran out of food a few days ago. I meant to get more but..." Techno doesn't want to admit that he couldn't get downstairs. He doesn't want to admit to weakness, to vulnerability. But everytime he thought of searching through chests, of trading with the villagers, they just seemed so far away.

Phil noticed a tear leaking out from Techno's eyelid. If he brushed it away, Techno would feel worse about his state because it would mean he was in fact vulnerable.

"I'll make you some stew."

Phil goes downstairs and tends to the fireplace. The fire seemed to have gone out sometime between now and the last time Phil checked on Techno.

How long has the house been this cold?

Phil builds up the fire and puts a cauldron over it. He makes mushroom stew because he doesn't know if techno can stomach rabbit stew.

When it's ready, he ladels it into a bowl and climbs the ladder.

Hanging off the ladder by one hand, he calls out. "Techno, stew's ready."

Techno's eyes flutter open. He sees his friend holding out a bowl of food and his eyes widen.

Phil notices that Techno is sweating and the blanket strewn to the side, only covering his feet.

"Are you too hot mate?" he asks.

Techno is broiling but he can't summon the strength to take off his outer clothes. His body refuses.

He's more focused on food. He's starving, and his body uses up what little resources it has left to sweat.

Phil walks over and puts the stew on the table. The heavenly aroma fills the room.

"Let's get this coat off of you." Phil reaches around Techno and unclasps the chain on his neck. He gently pulls the coat off of Techno's arm but he's still laying on it.

"Techno," Phil says.

"Whaaat," Techno drawls.

"You got to let me get this coat off ya mate."

Techno lets out a deep groan, then turns over on his stomach so his other arm is towards Phil.

Phil reaches under techno and grasps the coat. He pulls it out from under Techno and off his arm. The sleeve turns inside out. Phil fixes the sleeve and hangs up the coat.

Techno's shirt is drenched in sweat. He rolls over and starts fidddling with the button closest to his throat, looking up at Phil.

"Here, I'll get that for you." Phil undoes the button. He can't imagine how tired techno must've been after Doomsday, that he just collapsed in bed fully clothed, not even bothering to loosen them.

At least he took off his armor. Sh-t's heavy, he thinks. Phil ignores the fact that after the adrenaline and excitement wore off, the sore and tired Technoblade probably couldn't move with it on.

Phil pulls the blanket off the bed entirely, folds it, and places it on the table next to the stew. He pulls off Techno's shoes and socks and puts them near his coat.

They were also drenched with sweat, not to mention the smell--but it doesn't bother Phil all that much. He's smelled worse. He's frowns at the imprints on Techno's legs from the socks.

Phil loosens the rest of Techno's clothes. Techno seemed to were his tightest, least comfortable, most regal outfit to Doomsday.

Lucky for them both most of that was just accesories and pins, and Phil could easily remove those.

While Phil was doing this, Techno had been lying on his back, eyes closed. Though Techno tended to be stone-faced, Phil noticed the relief on Techno's face.

"How you feelin', Techno?"

"Philzaaa,"

"Yeah?"

Techno opens his eyes halfway, just enough to see Philza and the bottom of the bed.

"Do you have water?"

Phil procures a water bucket from his bag. "Thirsty mate?"

Techno looks at the water bucket and a small smile creeps over his face.

Phil smiles at his friend. He moves to the head of the bed and looped his arm and tattered wing around Techno and sits him up.

He holds the bucket up to Techno's mouth and tips it to his lips. Techno sips gratefully as the cool liquid pours over his hot, dry mouth and down his throat, cooling him from the inside.

"You've lost quite a bit of fluid, mate."

Techno lets some of the cold water slip out the sides of his mouth and drip down his face. His skin is boiling. The water dropelts running down his skin feel like heavenly beings allowing drops of mercy to fall upon him in the pit of hell.

Techno pulls back briefly to swallow and catch his breath and Phil rights the bucket. Techno leans in again for more water.

After drinking his fill, Techno leans back and wipes his mouth with his arm.

"All done, Techno?"

Techno swings his arms up knocks the bucket out of Phil's hand, dumping it on his head. The gush of water cools Techno, drenches the bed, and spills all over the room. Phil can't help but laugh. He picks up the bucket and scoops up the water source. He puts the bucket back in his bag.

"Had enough of the water?"

"Philza--I gotta be honest with you, Philza I haven't felt this good in weeks."

Phil laughs again even louder. The two friends are now in a good mood.

"Well now your stew is probably cold too." Phil tastes it. "Actually it's a bit warm still. Not too hot, either."

Techno scoots towards the wall and leans on it. He reaches for the bowl.

"Oh, no you don't."

"Phil, I'm a grown man-pig. I can hold a bowl."

"Maybe on a good day, Techno, but three minutes ago you couldn't sit up by yourself. No offense mate, but I don't think your arms have enough stamina right now. Now come on and eat."

Phil lifts the bowl to Techno's lips and lets him sip at his own pace. He pulls it back.

"How does it taste?"

"Pretty good but could maybe use a little salt."

"Eh, you probably need electrolytes as well after sweating through your clothes and drinking all that water."

Phil put the bowl on the downstairs counter.

Phil found salt in the downstairs chest and stirred it into the cauldron.

He heard the bowl fall to the floor behind him. It fell facedown and spilt on the floor.

Phil swore quietly.

He got a new bowl and more stew from the cauldron.

"How is it?" Techno inquired.

"Try for yourself," Phil said. He smiled as he held the bowl to Techno.

Techno looked at the bowl, then up at Phil. He took a sip.

Techno pulled back and looked at the bowl.

Phil thought he may have tainted the stew somehow. "Is it bad?" he started to say.

But he didn't quite get out anything after "Is" because Techno cut him off.

"It's delicious." Techno looked up at his friend. "Philza Minecraft, you should be a chef. This is the most wonderful thing I've ever tasted."

Phil chuckled. "All I did was add salt, what ya mean?"

"Phil, you have to sell this stew to the rest of the SMP. We could get rich!"

"Techno, I think the sickness may have gotten to your head a bit."

"Phil, I've never been more serious about anything in my entire life. We could be the the most powerful people on the server!"

"We already are. We just blew up a country. Down to bedrock."

"But we could get even more rich and powerful!"

"Well I'll be happy to listen after you eat. And rest. And bathe."

"I don't need to bathe."

"You're not getting out of it. You reek, mate."

"You can't judge me by the smell!"

"I'm not worried about the smell so much as what the smell tells me about your body. I don't know when the last time you washed was but it was definitely before Doomsday and I can't have you laying in your own sweat and filth for much longer. It's sh-t for your health, Techno."

"Philza--"

"Please just eat, Techno."

Techno leaned his head forward slightly and Phil pressed the bowl to Techno's lips.

Techno closed his eyes and savored the flavors. They were so pleasant, so soothing, so comforting. They reminded him of a time when he was safe and there was no betrayal. No war. No need for violence and bloodshed and destruction.

Phil, being a good Dadza friend, made sure that Techno ate an entire bowl. He brought Techno another bowl upon his request, of which he ate half, then left the other half bowl on the table in case Techno got hungry later.

After changing Techno's bed to clean, dry sheets and tucking his friend back into bed, he went downstairs to clean up the spill. He told Techno he would be back at sunrise to check on him. Though he might come earlier just in case. Sunrise was just the latest. Phil had decided that since Techno had gotten through the brunt of his hibernation and was now waking up sick, he should check on him at least twice a day.

Phil scrubbed the dried stew off the floor. He wondered what could've made Techno love it so much. Mere salt couldn't have made it so delicious, could it?

Phil finished cleaning the floor and the bowl and put everything away. As he was about to leave, he stopped. Eyes locked on the cauldron. There was something about it.

I can't leave that there, he reasoned. It will go to waste. If Techno like it, I can't let it waste or burn. I should freeze it outside.

Phil took out a bowl and knelt in front of the fire place. He scoop up big, full ladels into his bowl. Could it be that the soup was really that much better with something as basic as salt?

Phil dipped his finger in the bowl and sucked the stew off of it. He was instantly transported to his childhood. His mind played out feelings of safety, of healing, of comfort, of rest.

He heard his family laughing, remembered learning how to fly, the first time he soared high, feeling the wind beneath his wings. He remembered when Wilbur was born, holding the tiny baby in his arms, filled with love. "I'll always protect you. I'll always be there for you." When he met Techno, when he built the bee farm, and so on.

Phil was moved to tears. He felt loved. He felt like someone loved him no matter his flaws, his mistakes. Phil cried.

It was not out of pain but rather emotion. He wiped away his tears and drank the rest of the stew in his bowl, but it only caused more tears to stream down his face.

Techno was right.

Outside, watching through the window was the one who made the soup what it was. It wasn't Phil's salt.

He stood on his hind legs, paws pressed against the wall of the house.

He had been listening to the two friends talk, had been watching protectively as the wind ruffled his thick white fur.

He was Technoblade's guardian.

Soon he would be called Steve.

2ble this is literally amazing hello????