Some Doodles On The Whiteboard In Class. The Sillies Ever

Hey man, I knitted our souls together to become one, bro. I love you as much as my own soul, bro. Happy pride, bro

Enemies to "I accidentally came across you while you were vulnerable and scared and I'm not a total asshole so I tried to help you" to "accidental mutual uncovering of softer sides and vulnerabilities" to "I can't be mean to you anymore, not out of pity but because it would feel weird betraying that brief truce we had" to "Fine I'll make an effort to be nice to you now I guess" to "actually now that we're not actively hating each other you're not so bad I guess" to "i think we're friends but I'm not going to say that because I'm afraid you're not gonna feel the same way" to "oh you also think we're friends? Great" to lovers

yipppeeee

I just think they're neat 🐧🐬

a celebratory doodle after pulling my man. now if only mystic flour would come home.

the sudden cut to jimmy has me crying laughing on the floor

God I need to draw more Jesus but I have COLLEGE

i love hermitcraft with headcanons

a home youve outgrown, the fear that you havent changed at all. decided to overpaint the original piece from 2021 and add juno to the scene. felt only right, now that he has returned home

Okay okay this will not go away so

The Hermits ranking how weird they are right

And Impulse talking about his inverted mouse controls and how Skizz also uses inverted controls because they both played the same war game

Where Impulse was the helicopter pilot

And Skizz was his gunner

And I just.

In a fictional version of Hermitcraft, Impulse the demon soldier of wars long won or lost but either way forgotten going 'you know what, it's nice here, it's calm and fun and beautiful and the chaos is always tempered by love no matter how destructive it gets, I should bring my friend.'

And his friend Skizz- an angel, the opposite of him in every way, an enemy turned ally turned something like brother but the word brother does not and cannot truly encompass what they have become to one another over millennia- says, 'will they want me?'

'Of course they will.'

'I can't create. I never could.'

'That's not what it's about. Come on, come see it. Come be with me where there are no guns. Come fly again.'

And these two old soldiers, one guiding the other into a circle of people who will trust and care and treat him like a person, not a weapon. Who will laugh at his antics and love him just as he is, as Impulse came to love him.

Just fucking. Impulse and Skizz, both with ancient scars, building new things together just like they promised one another they would when everything was dust and blood and this- this is their happy ending, and they share it with people who don't have a clue, and its perfect.