HOLY HELL I DIDNT EXPECT YOU TO SEE IT HFJCNDKCJEBEJDJDBDB

when the voices (impulse) tell you to Kiss (lick) the Wife (male)

+ handful of doodles down below (⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

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first post and its a fnc master post (⁠●⁠_⁠_⁠●⁠) looks at you with fnc in my eyes

THANK THE PEOPLE IN THE RIPTIDE RP SERVER FOR MAKING ME DRAW THESE GAY PEOPLE/lh

Also Im late for Valentines, except Lint, so I made these for that too!

We have mostly Prime Defenders ships and also NAVY SEAL YAYAYYAY

Im honestly really proud of these drawings of the little guys and also it was my first time drawing Lint, Cantrip, and Summer so yeah! Hopefully they are good in everyone else’s eyes

This Bandit works alone, but Valentine’s Day is cute and I’ve been watching apotheosis so yk

Natural progression and whatnot

pspspspspsps I have other jrwi little guyss *jingles them like car keys in front of you*

Yes it is I bringing yall more art! Why? because A R T!

I just finished Blood in the Bayou and holy shit…

I CRIED MULTIPLE DIFFERENT TIMES ESPECIALLY FROM EPISODE 2 AND 4 ITS TERRIBLE

The reveals were bat shit insane personally, I finished episode 2 during class and I was not having a good time.

Overall I love it and also I hope the council fucking dies from bugs /silly/hj

Episode 2 was a fever dream that made me laugh and break down crying, same with episode 3 and episode 4 too

Episode one was nice-ish though there was more fun stuff than horrors in my opinion but it was leading up to the horrors.

The only reason why I decided to watch/listen to Blood in the Bayou was because I was listening to the OST, specifically You’ve Changed, and my friend Enlee decided to give some links up so I could listen to it and goddamn was it the best decision I made

I’m also really glad that Cheri solar-cheri did a whole thing for the trigger warnings for not just bitb but ALL of the other campaigns

THANK YOU CAPTAIN ENLEE AND CHERI FOR OPENING MY EYES TO THE BUG RELATED HORRORS THAT THE ‘80S HAD :D

HEY!!

if u want to get (more) emotionally distraught check out this uquiz i spent way too much time on please and thank you

haha im so normal about them

My little goobers with the digital one too!!

Okay so a few days ago I had to watch this ww1 video for my history class that had color corrected photos of soldiers that were alive and were killed with actual footage of ww1 and in the background there were ww1 survivors explaining what they saw and thought during the war and uhhh… let’s just say the last story hit me the hardest… to the point I become a poet who was at the brink of tears.

So this was basically the poem thingy? idk what it is but oh well.

Also cant believe my birthday is the same day as when the first episode of Riptide came out so happy how many years it’s been since the first episode of riptide came out on youtube ig?

There are two wolves inside of me, one is wanting to cry on my birthday and the other is my hyperfixations… and the two are doing the boombayah… anyway

DAKOBA BOLE YAYYAYAYYA *skitters away*

7-year-old cTommy not understanding why his father and older brother leave for prolonged periods of time. It used to be two to three weeks, but as cTechno grew older, the longer it took for Tommy to be able to see his favorite brother. And unfortunately for him, no one told him about the voices that plagued Techno’s mind at all hours of the day.

They’re home once more, Phil shooing off Tommy outside for peace and quiet, and Techno giving him small trinkets he picked up, along with a promise to let Tommy braid his hair later. Tommy, being the good little brother he is, goes to pick his brother’s favorite flowers, only to come back to Techno a snarling mess, lashing out at anyone who comes near him.

Tommy doesn’t understand what’s going on nor why his father and other brother are looking at Techno like a monster; all he sees is his big brother in pain and confusion. He approaches slowly, flowers held out with a shaky smile, and Techno looks at him, slowly reaching his hand out.

The tear of flesh like paper, and Tommy is screaming whether from the pain of the wound or being yanked back so violently away from Techno. Techno, blinking in confusion, looks down to the blood now coating his hand and then to his injured little brother struggling to get back to him.

Phil and Techno are gone the next morning.

-It wasn’t until Pogtopia that Tommy saw Techno again, leaning against the man’s shoulder as he spoke of the places he went, the things he learned. How somehow the blood of his sounder is able to pull him back, not quite distinguish the voices, but calms them. It’s quiet after that, Tommy telling Techno it was never his fault and he never blamed him. Techno holds him closer but doesn’t answer.

-It’s exile and for some reason Techno was helping Tommy, though he had no reason to. His brother doesn’t care, he knows this, yet he loves Techno too much to let him go as easily as he was. It slipped out by accident, what Dream did, how he deserved it, the meaning of the Tower Techno had found him beside. And for some reason that made Techno angry, and Tommy could see how quickly he was losing himself.

It shouldn’t work, Techno didn’t think of him as family anymore, but it was worth a try. Digging his nails into arm, he breaks open the stitches, letting the blood run freely. And it worked. He could see the cloudiness leaving Techno’s eyes, how he rushed over to Tommy’s side.

Techno was flinging insults at him, but Tommy couldn’t care less. Techno still thought of him as a brother, he still loved him. Tommy went to sleep that night with a smile on his face and a weight lifted off his shoulders.

-Tommy had fucked up big time. He probably should have gotten Phil, but he just had to play the hero. He had never seen Techno so bad before, even the blood from the wound in Tommy’s shoulder hardly phased him. Maybe it was because their bond was so frayed Techno needed more.

So, he provoked him. As Techno attacked, he met him halfway. Despite the sword that was ran through him, the snow turning pink under his feet, he threw his arms around Techno’s neck, pulling his face down so their foreheads touched and their eyes met.

It wasn’t working. Still, Tommy muttered reassurances to him. To come back to him, fight it, that he was stronger than this. To not be afraid because his little brother was there to make it all better like always. That ‘I love you, Techie.’

But Techno didn’t love him enough anymore for the voices to be quelled. And that was okay, Tommy understood. At least he tried, one last time. With that thought, he let himself fall.

-It was cold when Techno woke up. He had gotten angry, he wasn’t even sure for, but he didn’t want help this time. He wanted to feel blood on his hands and he didn’t care whose it was. But now he needed to get home. He needed…Tommy. The boy’s name was nothing more than a whisper on his lips. His baby brother, his runt, his family, looking so small curled up like that, almost as if he was asleep and Techno could pick him up and tuck him under the covers.

But he knew what death looked like. Especially when he was the one that caused it. Techno could fight a thousand men in one go to protect his little brother, but this, this was a battle Techno couldn’t win. This time, Techno couldn’t be the hero in Tommy’s story.

And for the first time in his life, the voices where completely silent.

me to my platonic friends: you should know your amazing and awesome and mean the world to me. id write poetry for you. did you know i can find love and joy anywhere in the world because your in it, and i can find you in anywhere i look. i love you. ill become your reflection if it makes loving yourself a bit easier. stay alive and keep talking to me. i think im honored to be your friend and if that has to stop for you to get better all i ask is the honor to keep you in my mind and thoughts to wish you the best

my amazing lovely glorious spectacular wonderful handsome beautiful incredible intelligent wonderous magical friends: kys