His Hands.

i started this halfway through the stream and it’s not as good as i would like but that’s life i guess. i missed like 90% of the videos, but i like the mystery. unus annus will die and i will never know it in its entirety, and im okay with that.

reblog if your name isn't Amanda.

2,121,566 people are not Amanda and counting!

We’ll find you Amanda.

Jack, dumping out a shopping bag full of Lunchables onto the table: Tonight, we feast.

self care is taking one look at NaNoWriMo and saying “oh fuck no” 

Ok so I already requested something but now my brain refuses to sleep so... Henrik just being dad vibes if you please? If you want to, of course. Either way have a good indeterminate amount of time!

Tips and Tricks For Watching along Livestreams

With the end of Unus Annus only a day away, everyone is gearing up for the final 12 hour livestream. Given how dedicated this fandom is to watching every video, I imagine a lot of people who’ve never powered through long live streams will want to watch the full 12 hours. As someone who routinely watches 3-6 hour livestreams and occasionally watches 10-12 hour ones, I figured I’d share some advice.

You will be exhausted. This isn’t so much a tip as it is a statement of fact. Doing anything for 12 hours, even if it’s just watching a livestream at a computer, will leave you exhausted. It’s better to expect and accept the exhaustion than to feel like shit later in the stream. For me, the exhaustion usually kicks in around the 7 hour mark, and depending on how good you are at sitting still, the exhaustion for you might start sooner or later.

Watch comfortably. This is something that a lot of people might over look. Once you choose a place to watch the stream, that’s most likely going to be where you watch the entire stream, so find a place that is comfortable for you. Some people might want to watch on their phone in bed, others at a computer desk, and others on a tv.

Have snacks and drinks with you. 12 hours is a long time, so you will probably get hungry as thirsty. You won’t want to get up from the stream once it starts, so having snacks and drinks right beside you will make it much easier. Personally, I recommend a full case of water bottles or juice pouches and a large bag of your favorite chips. Cookies and candy are also good snacks to have on hand.

Go to the bathroom early. It’s like a long car ride, even if you don’t feel like you need to go, you’ll be happier than if you end up needing a bathroom break within the first hour.

Keep the lights on. Obviously, this is difficult if your watching in a shared family space, but this stream is going to run late through the night for a lot of people. Watching a livestream in the dark is going to make you feel much sleepier than if you keep the room nice and bright.

Eat a good breakfast/lunch/dinner before hand. It’s likely going to be difficult to have a proper meal during the stream, so fill up your energy as much as you can.

Know your limits. Some people just can’t watch a 12 hour livestream. That’s not something to be ashamed of. It’s a huge push and achievement to get through one, so if your body is telling you to quit and continued watching makes you miserable, it’s okay to tap out. This goes especially for people in Non-US time zones. All nighters are no joke, and it won’t be fun if you are hurting yourself to watch this.

I hope these tips help, and if anyone else has personal tips, feel free to add on. If you make it through the stream, congratulations! If you can’t, I can add you to a list of people that I plan to send a recording of the stream to. I just want everyone in this community, especially the younger audience, to have fun and stay safe.

A Roman doodle from a bad day

New video is up!!

I drew Chase Brody!

He needs a hug

And if you interested he is available as a sticker on my RedBubble page!

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Ooh,say,would you like to do “How can I trust you?” with Anti and Marvin? :D

TW: drug mention

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The couch faced the TV, set in the middle of the open living area with a coffee table in front of it and small stands on both sides. The TV mounted on the wall was off, the room quiet except for the buzz of electronics filling the air. Marvin glanced down at his clothes; far too big for his frame, too soft, too well taken care of.

He moved over to the couch, curling up in a corner, keeping his hands tucked into the sleeves of the sweater and into fists- just in case. The man on the opposite end of the couch looked like him- but too well kept, too clean, too kind.

Dopplegangers were the only option that made sense. Dopplegangers.

"One or two, maybe....not five of us..." Marvin muttered, staring at the other man who's eyes were too kind.

Jack pressed his lips together, nodding. "I know. But the evidence is right here...all 5 of us. I don't really get it either..." He smiled and shrugged, watching the kid in front of him. Someone so small, despite their height. So hardened, with his gaze constantly flikering around the room, looking for something Jack couldn't place. "Hey...your name is Marvin, right?"

Marvin nodded once, keeping the sleeves down on his sweater. His skin prickled, feeling like small daggers or sparks of white noise. He kept his gaze moving, trying to find the source. No one in sight except for the man in front of him. Still too kind.

"I'm Jack. I uh, met Henrik first, he's kinda weird but I love him 'cause of it, you know? He really just wants to help people, hes just brash, is all. He'd also really like to look you over, if you'd let him..."

Marvin shook his head. "No. I'll end up hurting him." These people were fucking idiots.

"I don't think so, but I won't push you, if you're uncomfortable with it. I just want you safe." He shook his head, still keeping a gentle smile. Marvin glanced at him, watching him twitch before recovering like nothing happened. Jack kept moving his hands as he talked. "You know Jackie now, he brought you home, yeah? He's really cool, I didn't think I'd meet a real live superhero." He chuckled, watching Marvin, trying to bring a smile to his face.

Marvin stared at him, rubbing his arm, the pinpricks starting to get on his nerves. "I don't care," he snapped, mouth turning into a scowl. Jack startled, jumping slightly and opening his mouth to speak before closing it again. "I don't fucking care! Why should I care about how you met?? Or who you fucking are?? I don't give a rat's ass!" Bright blue flames licked out the sides of his balled up hands and he stood, getting away from the couch. He kept his eyes fixated on Jack, though he felt the pinpricks intensify as he stood. "Are any of you drug dealers?"

"I-" Jack's eyes were wide as he pressed himself a bit into the couch. "No-"

Marvin bit the inside of his cheek then laughed, bitter. "Then how does that doctor get the fucking meds." He clicked his tongue. "No liscened doctor acts like him. Only the black market ones do that. Are you stupid? How the fuck does a man like him get medical grade drugs? Because it's fucking obvious he's not a doctor." Flames coiled up his arms, hot and ready to attack. The pinpricks settled for a moment, as if enjoying the show.

"He- I met him while he was practicing in a hospital." Jack watched the flames, entranced in their nature. They danced and sparked like normal flames, though they colored bright and dark blue, like a science experiment.

Marvin laughed again, shaking his head. "You have no idea what's out there. You're a fucking idiot."

Jack opened his mouth to speak, shell shocked. He closed his mouth a few moments later, not sure what to say to defend his friend. "I am not-"

"Shut up. Just shut up!" Flames flared around him, singing the floor black. "I was told I could trust you!" White-blue sparks flew, nearly setting the furniture on fire. "I should have known better! You're fucking lying out the gate! How could I trust you?? You're an idiot who doesn't know illegal drugs when it's in your own goddamn house!"

Jack laughed, the sound unnatural, doubled over, and piercing. "You're smart. I like you."

Flames concentrated around his hands, flaring around his fists like angry tentacles. "...don't touch me." The common signs of being manipulated.

"I don't think I can, with that kind of flame." He grinned, teeth shark-like and eyes glowing neon green. "But you're smart. No one else has asked that."

"They're fucking stupid." Marvin felt himself shaking, the pinpricks on his body attacking him like needles stabbing through fabric.

"̴T̴he͝y̸ ͏wo͞n't̷ ͢be̛ a҉s ͘fu̵n as ̶you͜." His voice had an undertoned whirr in it, like a VCR being rewound.

Marvin glared, flames growing. "Name. Now."

"̛Yo̡u ́d҉o͘n̨'́t̸ ̨carȩ ab͡out na͠m͠es.̀"

Before he could retort, Jack coughed, doubling over and holding his head. "Fuck me, mate..."

Marvin took another step back, flames rescinding to a safer level, flicking around his body like a blanket. "I'll get the doctor." He turned and stormed away, pinpricks still following in his tracks.

Marvins playing Animal Crossing while Jackie falls asleep ✨💜

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