My Little Goobers With The Digital One Too!!

Sixteenth Day Event Prompt:

Tubbo begins a new job

So I decided to participate in this little project/anniversary type of thingy which I’m really glad to do! (I have been dealing with art block for so long it’s not even funny 😭😭)

Anywhizzle I decided to just ignore the canon nuke ending like most because 1. I wasn’t a huge fan of it with c!Dream’s “I just wanted a friend 😔” and stuff and B. I actually didn’t watch that whole stream either, so season 1 is the only season in my eyes :3.

So, y’know how Tubbo technically invented science and stuff with the Nukes and all? Well I went with that after the dsmp, Tubbo decided to start building other devices and technology. This made him start to create prosthetic limbs and such since he understands in a way with missing an arm or something like that. (Idk I just headcanon that he lost his hand from the firework because he tried to protect himself from the execution. I’m not great with words so sorry it it sounds like shit)

BUT YEAH he be using his engineering skills and knowledge to build things that could help people and shit :3

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

wowzer hopefully I dont become a sobbing mess by the end of this :D/silly/lh

To My Dearest Jayson, I find that the longer you are gone the more I worry. Each day, I tend to grow weaker, and I fear I will be on eternal bedrest before you return. I miss you, greatly, though it may seem I have forgotten you. You married me, I married you. We promised to be together through sickness and health. And yet I am not near you and it scares me. I need you, Jayson. As much as i'd love to ignore it. I need you more than ever now. With Jay and her Black sea adventure, Avas... life. Drey and his wedding.. So much stress does something to a woman, even one as blessed as I. I remember when we were children, teenagers with nothing better to do, promises of I love you, Promises of "I'll never leave you" and "Things will be okay." I've come to find that promises spoken from you tend to be empty, but back then, did they truly mean something? Were they special back then? Did your words ever stand in line with truth? I have so many questions to ask you and so little time, my love. Til you return, I shall continue my work. Be Alive, Jayson. That's all I ask. I cant lose another member of my family. - Love, Your Wife, Maymay (Malenia/May) Ferin.

|His fingers begin to tremble slightly. So many questions, so little time. She couldn't lose another family member. Family member. What had he done to keep that title? All he still held was a last name. They were such stupid kids, and it was out of some kind of love that he found May stupid for still loving him when he clearly couldn't be as great as she thought.|

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

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

I’m not dead yet

live laugh love Jack Stauber and roblox man face

now have Stinky!! (My friend made em not me :P)

MERRY NEW YEARS YALL

I GIVE YOU ANGELSTONE AND A SCRUNKLY LOOKING WILLIAM WISP in a way

ALSO also I did draw a few things from the riptide crystmas oneshot too!

I hope yall like the new art :D

I got too silly…

I might or might not have created a few reaction images of some prime defender characters… which I am proud of but also fairly ashamed of my actions.

The autism got the better of me and I had to post it onto my Tumblr.com so I can show off my abominations.

Anywhizzle I love these guys

There is just something about Grizzly’s characters that make my brain go BRRRRRRRRR

WE HAVE KIAN, ELENA, AND QUEEN AND I LOVE ALL THREE OF THEM YET THERE ARE SO MANY DETAILS FOR THEM 😭😭😭

For Elena I decided to give them an outfit that I have worn before since I felt like it would be something they’d wear. It’s basically a spirited away sweater that has soot sprites on it with some 1975 (I think) merch and a cool skirt with doc martens. THEY DESERVE THE OUTFIT!!!

Also I hated drawing Kian’s fucking sweater it made my hand cramp up it sucked but I was able to do it!