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PHILZA AND MUMZA HEHE LOVE THEM SO I HAD TO DO THIS TREND LMAO
Ref under cut!
Lady Death meets Thanatos and Theseus again!!! :'3
Dream is here, which means it will be OK (no lol)
Oh, Dream and Theseus is mad :'3
That's all :'>
I love this comic, but don't love the chapter - but sincerely hope you enjoy it xD
You can read the new chapter here!!!
Tysm for attention!!
I DID IT YOOOOOOOOOOOO /fell to the floor from exhaustion/
Please love and favor - cover for my work on ao3! It's terribly translated into english, please forgive me, but I did it as best I could he...
There is also a second version without text and effect's! I like her a lot more :'3
YOOOOOOO the second part of the comic!!!!!
Mumza in da house guys (⌐■-■) And that means everyone is saved
Run boys, run. Because Mumza will kill for her kids :)
Thank you for your attention, you can read my work here
This is a mini comic for my work on ao3 (you can read here)
This is the first part of the comic, the second will be coming soon.
Short story: Mumza is the number one hero in Manburg, Syndicate are villains fighting for the people's freedom from politicians and the Hero's Tower, and Chayanne and Tallulah are Kristin's adopted children.
YOOOOOOO the second part of the comic!!!!!
Mumza in da house guys (⌐■-■) And that means everyone is saved
Run boys, run. Because Mumza will kill for her kids :)
Thank you for your attention, you can read my work here
This is a mini comic for my work on ao3 (you can read here)
This is the first part of the comic, the second will be coming soon.
Short story: Mumza is the number one hero in Manburg, Syndicate are villains fighting for the people's freedom from politicians and the Hero's Tower, and Chayanne and Tallulah are Kristin's adopted children.
This is a mini comic for my work on ao3 (you can read here)
This is the first part of the comic, the second will be coming soon.
Short story: Mumza is the number one hero in Manburg, Syndicate are villains fighting for the people's freedom from politicians and the Hero's Tower, and Chayanne and Tallulah are Kristin's adopted children.
I wrote one of my superhero dreams and translated it into english, please excuse any grammatical and logical mistakes
I am really sorry he :'>
Read it on ao3
These artworks are a storyboard for my portfolio, but it still counts as my dream.
Last twt art request! 💜💚
I do not draw them nearly enough I fear, especially Kristin
In conclusion the reason Phil doesn't want to get with other men isn't because Kristin would be upset, quite the contrary.
tw: zombie, injury, weapons
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One day later.
Tommy already felt way better than before, the first existing tired and dizziness left quickly. Phil had checked the bandage later the evening and found the wound unchanged, but Tommy had absolutely no complain of pain, except Phil caused it with a touch. This weird effect worried him and Kristin. Techno were confused of it, yes, but his main duty was still to take care of his brothers. And if they’re all in good health and not on the edge of dying it’s fine, right? And since a week ago the family found this new house in the woods, It’s way safer than it was before, so he could lean back sometimes too. And they all are aware of better not going outside in the night so it’s all okay currently.
But it was soon time to get food again.
Phil and Techno made themself ready to go get what they need since they were the strongest of the family. Two backpacks, their weapons and they made their way to the next place on where food was to expect. Because of the needed change of locations Kristin weren’t been able to plant any vegetables and other things, means they need to loot what ever they can find. And if there’s nothing anymore, another place were needed to find and life there for only a few weeks to a month. At least they’re used to it.
The door got closed after a last smile from Phil. Kristin, Wilbur and Tommy stayed and stood there in silence till the youngest became bored. “Wilbur? Wilbur? Wil? Wilbur? Wil? Wilbur?“ The brunette sighed. “Yes, Tommy?“ “Can we go outside? It’s boring as fuck.” Wilbur stroke over his face with a sigh. “Sure, why not.” Tommy laughed already excited and waited for Wilbur to grab his jacket. Kristin frowned and hold Tommy by his shoulders, causing him to stop being jumpy.
“Are you sure it’s alright?” With these words she pointed at the spot of his injury, Tommy shook his head smiling.
“I’m a big man, injuries won’t hold me back! And it doesn’t even hurt.” Proudly he crossed his armes and glanced at Wilbur. Kristin nodded and gone a step back, quickly checked on Wil before finally smiling.
“Fine. Just watch out you two, have fun.”
“And we’ll stay in the near, as ever.” Wilbur added as Tommy already opened the door to the outside. After a wave the two brothers gone outside, the younger already running to the trees and around giggling. Wilbur rolled his eyes with a smile as he followed.
“What does the big man even want to play hm?” Tommy suddenly stopped and thought for a second till Wilbur caught up to him, then he suddenly hit his older brother and ran away with the words
“Tag!” screamed out. Wilbur first didn’t understood, but when he did he accepted the challenge and ran after his brother.
“You won’t get me!!”
“Don’t be too sure!” Tommy and Wilbur ran between the trees and around, playful hunting down the other. It gone like this for almost an half hour till Wilbur with exhaustion decided to hide of his brother rather than running away. When he was fast enough he climbed up a tree and we’re as quiet as possible, staying up there. He soon heard Tommy giggle and stop running not that much away from him.
“Ohhh, you decide to hide instead? You will fucking loose, Wilbur.” With confidence he now walked around, searching for Wilbur who stayed in the tree branches with a grin, happy to finally get a break.
It took him exactly two minutes to realise his mistake when he didn’t heard Tommy anymore. Quickly he came down, snapping a knife open, which is from Techno, and looked around. What a careless idiot he is!
“Tommy?!” He waited for a response, nothing came.
“Tommy!!” He called again, now going around to seek him himself. The longer he walked, the more his worry grew. Where could he be? And why the fuck was he so stupid to leave him alone? He has to watch over him! In the distance he hears someone call his name questioning. Heavy were the pressure that fell off Wilbur and he ran right to the origin of where Tommy had called.
To his surprise he almost crashed with two zombies that stood in his way. He stopped himself and backed away as one tries to grab him.
“Fuck.” Then he used his knife and as good as he could he kept distance while slashing over the ones face. It screamed shortly before further stumbling forward, the other right beside. He needs to leave, he has no chance against them with just a knife. He tries to hold defence, struggling if he should continue going after the call or first get into safety. Even a third, but smaller, zombie came to him, face covered in dirt and a cut on the cheek- wait a minute.
“Tommy!” Tommy shortly looked to the other two zombies before back to his brother in confusion. Wilbur retreated his whole body from receiving a bite and scratch, barges into the him nearest zombie, also startling the other one, then he grabbed Tommy by his arm and ran away with him. The two zombies groaned confused and angry before they became faster and ran after them awkwardly. Luckily zombies aren’t too dangerous in small groups, means they were able to escape soon. When they arrived at their house with fastened breath Wilbur was the first to speak out first words.
“What the actually fuck Tommy.”
tw: injury, zombies
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The group left the underground soon after. In the meanwhile Phil got persuaded to let Techno carry Tommy, even if not willingly. Instead he got handed the shotgun, so he can be at least a bit useful, which he held with pride.
But now in the outside they were quiet as death, the steps quick but precise. They now were in the middle of a city which is a very dangerous place, at most for groups, but this didn’t hold them back, they needed to find something. Behind many corners were zombies, if alone or many at once, standing there mindless with already rotten bodies. Blood stained dried on the stone ground and showed of the Massaker that had happened a few months ago. When the virus had spread.
To not get infected of this stupid zombie sickness Phil now led his family through the streets, having a specific goal. He looked back to his youngest, Tommy, and gazed at him with a small smile before focusing on the surroundings again. Now shouldn’t be placed a missstep or it’s their doom. They crossed quickly a street and gone into a tall building, everyone breathed out in relief. Wilbur put down his bat and looked around.
“And you say its here?“
“Yes. There was the sign, we’re in the right place.“
“Hopefully with what we need.“ They gone up the staircase, to the fourth floor. When there was a closed and locked door Tommy was given to Wilbur to be carried, Techno then kicked in the door after a few tries. He also stepped in at first, Phil as second and they both started seeking around. Wilbur carried Tommy lastly to the couch that he saw and laid him down there, sitting right next. Kristin made her task and closed the door somehow, so they stay protected if in the building still were zombies.
As she came back to her two sons they heard Phil let out a yell of triumph. They snapped their heads to the direction he went to.
“I found it! I found the medicine and aid!“ Techno came out of his room where he’d sought, a confused but also relieved expression in his face while Kristin already rushed to her husband. They talked silently. Techno Just gone to his siblings, sitting down.
“You think it’s the right? We already got one miss take.“ Wilbur smiled weakly. “Well, I hope. If not it could get worse for Tommy.“ He then stroke over the young‘s blond hair who looked like sleeping. Phil then came back with a bandage, desinfektion spray and handkerchiefs. Techno stood again up, took Tommy on his arms and positioned him so his back was on the upper side. Wilbur lifted away his shirt to show a bite by his waist. It had bleed a little bit but not anyhow life threatening.
It was just a dumb accident when this dog came running right at Tommy and attacked him. But because he’d passed out Kristin became worried, and now they’re in this abandoned apartment of a doctor.
Phil disinfected and cleaned the wound at first, to their surprise Tommy made a small noise of pain but stayed still with closed eyes. Carefully got the bandage wrapped around his waist, covering the bite. Kristin already stood there with and watched them as her son got treated.
“Wil? Could you look around and get something to drink?“ Wilbur nodded and left the room. He went to what he supposed to be the kitchen and looked into the cabinets for a glass which he filled with water from the sink. It’s very lucky that here was still running water.
He came back and again sat down on the couch, handing Kristin the glass of water. Techno made Tommy sit up so she can infuse the liquid. First the boy coughed lightly, then he drank it. Phil didn’t get his eyes from him, watching carefully with slight concern. Tommy then halfway opens his eyes and looked at everyone.
“… What the fuck. Where am I- are we?“ He wanted to sit himself more up but hissed of the burning pain by his waist. Techno made him lean against his chest, comforting him.
“Easy Tommy, you were unconscious for a bit longer and we just treated your wound. Rest a bit for now.“
“I‘m not a child you know? But fine.“ He again closed his eyes and rested. Techno looked to Phil.
“We have everything?“ “Yes. And we should leave as fast as possible.“ He stood up and made his way again through the apartment, took what he needed and packed it away in a bag. Techno again took Tommy on his back as they made themself ready to leave this place. Wilbur noticed something.
“Wait, what is with food?“
“Gone, not eatable, you can choose.“ With these words Phil opened the door and gone outside, the gun in his hands and the bag on his back. Wilbur grabbed his bat and gone outside too, followed by Techno and Kristin.
tw: Blood, Weapons, Zombies, Death, Body horror
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Slow were the footsteps as the group walked through the subway hallway.
Everyone was aware of the danger of being underground but it was the only way, their only hope to escape. Each step left a small noise that echoed loud on the grey concrete with spits of red, and each breath testified of exhaustion. It must be around late afternoon, too early to go to a corner to pass out and sleep, and too dangerous. Phil, the grown blond man and leader of the group, sighed audible as he has been carrying the young unconscious boy on his back for an hour now. The well build woman, who walked beside him, looked to her husband in slight worry as he started grinning. The other two boys with slight younger age also led their attention to him.
"I swear, as soon as this child wakes up he's going to cause more trouble than already, same as complaining about literally everything." Phil chuckled then, the woman's face softened
"Phil, you know how Tommy can be."
"I know Kristin, I know."
Techno rolled with his eyes as he straightened his braid and gripped again the grip and barrel of his shotgun he found, no one believed him to have found it in a hunters hut in the woods. In some spots of the gun were taints of blood in greenish red color, showing how often it already became of good use since the virus has started spreading. Wilbur by Technos side instead had a bat in his hands, nails that got violently driven into the wood where also bloody red and still got smaller pieces of the zombies skin on them rotting as the young man didn't cared for cleaning it anymore.
"Well" Wilbur started with low interest "at least we would know he's alive then
Kristin chuckled silently before getting serious again.
"True tho. But first we should bring him away from here. You remember when we used to live in our house and he once woke up otherwhere? He had been in panic.
"I remember well."
Phil joined the conversation now.
"He would panicked every time, that's why we have to hurry up. It has been a long enough day alread-"
Something suddenly almost fell in front of Phil's feet as it has emerged of the dark shadows of the subway. Phil weren't been able to even flinch as the inhuman creature with half rotten face, skinny body and half ripped of waist attacked, wanting nothing but to hurt the man as he let out a fiendish screech of ist mouth-. A gunshot echoed loudly up the walls as the zombie got thrown back by ist head, a dirty gibberish liquid lushing out of the wound where the bullet hit. With a last groan it hit the ground and didn't get up again. Technoblade slowly lifted the barrel of the shotgun, looking to Phil with disappointment.
"You become an old man, Phil-"
"Oh shut it already. I knew there was one, I just didn't want to take away the uhm privileg to kill it."
Techno scoffed smiling as he reloaded his gun with two movements, the cartridge case falling to the floor. Wilbur now started laughing brightly.
"Phil, you are getting fucking old!"
As respond Phil only rolled with his eyes.
"C'mon, I'm carrying Tommy, no way I could have been able to defend myself."
Kristin nodded agreeing.
"Fine Fine. ... Youre still an old man."
Wilbur said as they continued going through the halls. The discussed still moved on.