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a comic about different types of storytellers

Little Snowman Empanada :D Look at her go so cuteee.

This is numero 2 out of 10, the rest following soon!

POV you're an externals liaison

Alice checking her bereal like

Fit is fine. He's got it.

He's fine when Tubbo vanishes into thin air. He's fine when Pac gets ripped out of his hands and people just keep chatting like nothing fucking happened.

And when he finally finds it in him to speak, they've got the fucking nerve to sound surprised.

He doesn't sleep that night, but there are no windows in the room, so he doesn't see the sky go red again.

He's fine when the mission doesn't go well - he's all distracted and his thoughts are all over the place, and no one fucking listens to him when he says they should probably wait a little before going in, because he knows how the fucking Federation works by now. He's fine when he kills every fucking mob on the way back. When he almost loses sight of the fucking code, he's fine also.

He's fine as he cleans the Resistance until there's not a single speck of dust. Fine when he snaps at Bagi, and when she just smiles at him and tells him he can stay over with her and Em for the night if he doesn't want to be alone. And when she gives him a hug.

He's fine as he warps to Phil's for some food and just… just because he…

Urgh.

Phil says he'll be right up, as soon as he finishes putting the kids to bed. Fit doesn't want to ruin it, so he quickly says his goodbyes and goes back to his.

He doesn't sleep again.

He's hungry, the voices in his head are too loud.

He's fine when it's Saturday and Ramon still hasn't woken up.

He's fine as he sits with Sunny at Tubhaus in total silence, too. He arrived in a hurry, in late realization that he'd seen the name pop up on the comm and she was probably there waiting for her dad, alone.

Sunny smirked at him, looked him up and down apprehensively in her usual manner, asked him where the crown was. How the thing with Pac went.

Finally, because Fit's expression must've been something, where pa was.

And then if anyone was there at all.

Fit had nothing to say. He wished Phil was there, Phil would know what to do. He's done this before, Fit hasn't. Not like this, anyway - "Spreen left for cigarettes" bullshit aside, he'd always known, deep down, that the fucker was six feet under. And Ramon did too, as it turned out.

This is different. He has no fucking clue what's happening to Pac or Tubbo, and where the fuck Bad is, because Bad is usually here by now.

Sunny's showing him all the things she got for pa's birthday, lays them out in front of him in a row.

She doesn't say a word. Just keeps pushing the glasses up her nose as soon as they slide a little too far down for him to see the tears ready to spill.

And then the sky is red again and about 10 minutes later Em is limping towards them, feet shoeless and bloody, hands trembling as she signs to him quickly.

Mama Bagi. Tried to run after. Couldn't.

Fit is fine as he puts them both to bed at his place.

He's fine when Em clutches onto him and begs him to stay.

He's fine when he accidentally sees Sunny write in her diary how Tallulah will finally want to be friends with her now.

Doodled all of the huevos! I love them all so much your honour :DDD

Laptop background I drew featuring my dnd boi and his will-they-won't-they boyfriend :) I love these silly little guys so much you don't understand

Love these gay little block guys. They consume my every waking thought

Traditional boiling iles maidenly dress is a bit awkward when you're also trying to haul a slop beast

I think we all need some soup right now. Reblog to give prev a bowl of their favourite soup.