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Wait I don’t think I ever shared the full playlist for this au. Its all sad songs like the au if ya wanna listen

Your treehouse AU is gonna make me cry /pos

Btw just in general I love your art style I hope you're having a wonderful day!

Ah thank you! I love that au a lot too lol although it might not seem like it with the amount of content it has

And thank you! Lots of stuff has been happening in my personal life (including getting ready for a family trip!) so I haven’t been drawing much lately, but I’m hoping to get stuff done soon

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Your treehouse AU is gonna make me cry /pos

Btw just in general I love your art style I hope you're having a wonderful day!

Ah thank you! I love that au a lot too lol although it might not seem like it with the amount of content it has

And thank you! Lots of stuff has been happening in my personal life (including getting ready for a family trip!) so I haven’t been drawing much lately, but I’m hoping to get stuff done soon

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Hehehehehehe it’s them

I am here to ask for SuperDrug

LOVE THEMM

6. SuperDrug!

check the og post before submitting please :D

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I had a brilliant idea

Happy pride! 🥳

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May I request either Bleeding Heart or Excuses and Lies for Ze Gud Doctor?

I went to school, I got good grades, I don't know what you want me to say... but tell me faster, because you're running out of time!

Decided to go with Bleeding Hearts since that one hasn't been requested yet! That palette is inspired by missing home by nineishuman. In the middle of this, I also listed to American Healthcare by Penelope Scott.

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old men yaoi😋✨ (their first interaction)

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You guys are all invited to Leo’s funeral. Unfortunately they died of heart-so-full-of-love-it-exploded syndrome ❤️💥

This new Infinity Nikki update has me in a chokehold

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This new Infinity Nikki update has me in a chokehold

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If I give credit may I use an old drawing you did of Bingsepticeye as the icon for a BSE ask blog I’m doing? It’s okay if not.

Sure, go ahead! Thank you for asking! :D

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i got caught up in the american tax season and didn’t realize it was my fav ego’s bday so here’s a real crappy doodle

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Chase Brody being pulled into the shadow blood realm.

Concept was from a dream I had, thought that it would be cool to apply it to Chase :]

Tell me what you think!

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A Reluctant Rescue

Thank you, @d-structive, for the commission! This one was fun to write since I love your lads!

Summary: Henrik managed to get himself caught by an IRIS facility, and it is, to his annoyance, up to Robbie to come rescue him

Robbie gritted his teeth as he slammed his shoulder into the metal door, huffing through his nose when that wasn’t enough to open it fully, only creating a deep dent. Cursing under his breath, he rocked back on one foot while lifting the other, kicking the door, and thankfully, that was enough to cause it to fly off the hinges. 

“At least these people are somewhat competent,” Robbie grunted, beyond annoyed at this facility for inconveniencing him. Rescue missions weren’t his forte since he liked taking things home dead, so he was already sick of this.

“Security breach!” Voices cried as Robbie stepped into the building. “Security breach!” 

Robbie sighed as the workers started screaming and running around. All he wanted was Henrik back. It was too much of a hassle to lose access to the lab. Henrik was also likely the closest thing to a ‘friend’ he had, the only person he could tolerate without wanting to kill daily, and he left him to his work, so it was the best-case scenario for him to get his ass. 

It’d be too obnoxious to try to find something else from scrap.

Robbie, feeling like he was trying to get a fish from a running river, grabbed the closest person and held them up by the back of their shirt. They were likely an assistant, given their state of dress, but they were high ranking enough to have what looked like a clearance badge. 

“Where is-” Robbie stopped his question when the person just let out a scream, kicking their legs and trying to flail themselves free. Their actions were useless, and they looked more like a scared kitten than anything else. “Where-” Robbie’s second attempt was cut off sooner as several guards barged into the space, all armed and aiming their weapons at him. “Isn’t it your lucky day?” He said to the assistant, yanking the badge off their neck and dropping them. Robbie wasn’t really sparing the person because he was feeling nice; he just decided to focus his energy on what would be seen as the actual threat. 

“You have one chance to surrender!” One of the guards called out.

With a roll of his eyes, Robbie lunged and swung an arm, the side of his fist colliding with the guard's head. He was unbothered by the sharp sounds of cracking as the head went around far enough for him to see the back of it.

In the next movement, Robbie caught the barrel of the closest gun. He yanked the guard toward himself and then slammed his elbow into their arm, easily snapping the bone in half. The guard cried out in pain, and Robbie tossed them away, kicking the gun aside as well. 

Robbie then took a step, ducked down, and nearly slid across the floor between two other guards. Popping back up, he grabbed the back of both heads, turned himself to the nearest wall, and then slammed the guards’ faces into it. The concrete crumpled, and when Robbie let go, the bodies slid down, leaving a trail of blood behind.

Robbie’s head tilted slightly, hearing footsteps rushing toward him. He saw a guard doing precisely what he thought he was going to, and his response was to steady himself before lifting a leg and kicking the guard in the center of the chest, sending him flying into a different wall. 

There was only one guard left that Robbie could see, and before they could do anything, Robbie grabbed them by the top of their head and held them in the air by their helmet. 

“Where is Henrik? Where is the doctor?” Robbie wasn’t sure if the guard would know Henrik’s name and added on his technical title as well. He also didn’t know Henrik’s full backstory in regards to that, but the man called himself that often, so he’s likely used it with this place. 

“I don’t know!” The guard shouted, kicking their feet and tucking their hands under the helmet's strap so they could breathe. Robbie made a face and clenched his hand, hearing the helmet cracking under his grip, and the guard cried out. Whether it was pain or fear, Robbie didn’t care, but it seemed to be enough to get them to talk. “Okay! Okay! Okay! He’s in a cell in Block C! It’s that hallway right there labeled with the letter!” 

“Noted.” Robbie was ready to crush the guard’s head, but he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. There were several windows in the space, all with blinds blocking what the other rooms were, and there was enough of a reflection for Robbie to spot who was the actual final guard dealing with him. 

Robbie saw how this guard was different from the others, holding a knife instead of brandishing the gun in the holster on his hip. He had on a helmet like the others, but he also had a mask covering the majority of his face, just leaving enough space for his eyes to be seen, the only bit of exposed skin.

Interesting.

Robbie had to admit to himself that this guard seemed to be good at his job, not perfect, but better than the others, and it was enough to be a problem. 

Robbie turned and caught this final guard by the neck, holding him up in the air, and heard the knife clatter against the floor. He turned his head to handle that first guard he had, ready to finish crushing their head, but saw he was now holding an empty helmet. He grumbled to himself as he saw the guard running away from him. Robbie cocked his arm back and chucked the helmet, making an amused sound when his aim was perfect, and the helmet nailed the guard on the back of their head and knocked them over and out. 

Fully confident that the others were taken care of, Robbie’s attention was back to the final guard, and he was frankly surprised by what he saw. He had been expecting the guard to be clawing at his arm, to be jerking his body, to be doing anything he could to free himself, but instead, he was…staring? The guard was holding his arm, but it wasn’t a hold of trying to pry it away; it almost felt encouraging. Robbie also couldn’t place the look in the guard’s eyes. He could see that they were blue, but there was so much more to it. Something about the way the guard was looking at him didn’t make sense. Robbie swore he could see literal hearts in there but chalked it up to the lighting. Even then, he hated how he couldn’t understand the look. Robbie knew what fear looked like, anger, pain. He was used to those in the eyes of those who had the displeasure of dealing with him. 

What the fuck was this?

A familiar whistle pulled Robbie from his thoughts and had him looking toward the source of the sound, seeing Henrik standing at the entrance to the hallway the previous guard had pointed out to him. Robbie, finding who he was looking for, dropped the guard and walked over to Henrik. 

“Do you have any idea how obnoxious this all has been?” Robbie's voice was nearly a growl as he towered over Henrik, even more annoyed with the way Henrik just casually shrugged. 

“Just a little kink in the road is all.” 

“How did you even end up here?” 

“I am looking for someone, a friend, and some…uh…references guided me to this area, and I might have gotten a tad distracted.” Henrik started walking with his explanation, and Robbie noticed that he was limping a bit. There wasn't any blood that could be seen, so that likely meant a sprain of sorts. Robbie wouldn’t know for sure without a proper examination, and now was not the time for that. He wanted to erase his existence and get out of this place as soon as possible. 

“Damn it-” Robbie grumbled before throwing Henrik over his shoulder. 

“Someone is a bit impatient.” Henrik laughed as Robbie carried him. 

“Did you even find this person?” Robbie ignored the comment and asked a question instead, hoping it was a ‘yes’ so he did not ever have to come back to one of these places. 

“Sadly, he is not here and is likely somewhere else. They have several of these places, apparently.” Henrik clicked his tongue. 

“If you get yourself caught again, I am using you in my next experiment.” Robbie threatened.

“Oh, even if I do get caught, I know you’d come rescue me.” Henrik laughed, patting Robbie’s back. 

The temptation to leave Henrik in one of these cells was strong, almost like punishing a child and making him sit and think about what he’s done. But knowing Henrik, even if Robbie figured out how to turn the lights off, he’d find a way to entertain himself and make the whole point of it worthless. 

“I’ll just duct tape you to a chair so then you can’t do anything else stupid.” Robbie went with a new threat instead.

“Now, that is a different kind of kink in the road.” Henrik laughed even more with his joke. 

Maybe five minutes in a pitch-black room would be worth the time wasted. The cells may even be soundproof. 

Henrik was saved from what would have basically been a time-out when Robbie finally located the security room. Using the badge he stole from the assistant to scan the lock, he walked in, seeing a large collection of monitors and a lack of people. They likely ran out as soon as the chaos started, and Robbie was thankful to have a little less to deal with. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a USB, finding the first port and plugging it in. 

Henrik was saying something, but Robbie wasn’t paying attention at that moment as he watched the screens, one by one, flash to a blue screen. At first, the computers began making a ringing-like sound before shifting to electric-tasting static. The static got to a high enough pitch that it caused Henrik to stop and cover his ears, more of a discomfort than pain. The sound finally stopped when everything shut off, and they were in the darkness for a few seconds before, what Robbie assumed, the emergency generators kicked in and turned the lights back on. The screens were still blue and had the words corrupted data displayed. 

Robbie was now satisfied and pulled the USB back out. He pocketed it and left the room. Henrik was back to his ramblings, something about the plans for the night, but it kept reverting back to food, meaning he was hungry, and that was going on the top of the list of things to do when they got home. Hungry Henrik was even more annoying and even dangerous for others to deal with. 

The guards on the ground didn’t move, either dead or pretty close, but there was still one left. One guard was alive and moving. Standing at the end of the hall and watching Robbie. His helmet was discarded and his mask pulled down, showing off the rest of his face and blonde hair. Despite his neck being crushed with enough force to easily kill an average man, he was…fine. 

Fine was a strange word to use since the guard was leaning against the doorway, his hand to his chest and breathing heavily as his wide eyes refused to leave Robbie. His face was flushed, and he had the most twisted, love-struck grin on his lips. 

“Simp? Simp, report. What are the updates?” 

The guard, Simp, reached blindly for his walkie-talkie and then held it up to his face, pressing the button.

“The intruder is gone. Took the doctor with him. Medical is needed.” Simp gave his rundown and didn’t listen to the response as he put it back into place. Robbie had found the exit at this point and left the building. Simp continued to stare at the door, chewing on his lip and making a promise to himself.

He will see that man again one day. 

He doesn’t have a choice. 

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Woah I just had a dream with Jack in it. I think he was a king who had gone undercover into an enemy work camp to try and find their leader. He worked with the people there, getting to know them and the families and the many children working there. Despite their living situation, they loved each other a lot and Jack was welcomed in like family. He came to love them as well.

Rarely did any of the people who run this place visit, but one day a guard finally did and the whole place went quiet. All the people Jack came to know as playful children and trying adults went to their posts, silent and hunched over their work as the footsteps of the guard echoed through the hall. He followed suit, sitting across a teen who he came to know very well to blend in, but as the guard walked past, he watched in curiosity. Jack leaned out the door frame of the room he was in and saw the guard stop in front of another door.

The guard called one of the occupants to them, a child, and shoved a wooden sword into their hands harshly, knocking them over and demanding they clean it. Without thinking, Jack angrily marched on over and stood in between the two. He turned towards the child and took the wooden sword from him. The guard is baffled, but follows Jack back into his room, demanding to know what he’s doing. Jack goes and washes the sword silently before shoving it into the arms of the guard. The guard is angered, but Jack turns towards the teen and asks if they have any of their toy wooden swords. He hands him one, a short one, and Jack turns back to start a fight.

He was stronger and better at fighting than the guard expected from a peasant in the labor camps. Jack wielded that toy like a true weapon and forced the guard out of the room. He stole the longer wooden sword back from the guard and continued his pummeling. They ended up in the mess hall with a crowd of watches. The two weaved through worn down tables and soon, the guard is smashed into one. The guard laid there for a moment, giving Jack time to think. The wooden swords he had were barely holding out anymore so he grabs a few wooden pieces from the table and some stones before transmuting it in front of everyone. In his hands was a brand new stone sword. The guard, witnessing this, realizes that Jack is not an ordinary peasant and is filled with fear. Only one person has been known to be able to transmute materials like that and that was King Jack. With his armor, he fends off a few more attacks, but he runs as soon as he gets the chance. Jack lets him go, anger in his eyes disappearing.

He is celebrated by the other people who also came to realize who he really was. But Jack knows he’s put this place in danger and is quick to contact his people and spies to help him liberate this camp.

The dream ends here

ps I did embellish a few parts that didn’t make sense like how instead of stone swords it was diamond swords but where would he have gotten diamonds?? And also at some point the guard turned into the neighbor from that one neighbor game and instead of running away he shrunk and disappeared under a table lmao

pps Jack is Minecraft Steve btw according to my dream so maybe the people he met were villagers and the guard is a piglin? Otherwise everything else is exactly as I dreamed it

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that seems bad. is that bad?

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What’s funny is that I used to have more ego dreams, but more recently, I just kinda absorb whatever my sister’s watching in the room while I’m kinda waking up but still asleep. Today she just so happened to be watching Sean gdjdn

Woah I just had a dream with Jack in it. I think he was a king who had gone undercover into an enemy work camp to try and find their leader. He worked with the people there, getting to know them and the families and the many children working there. Despite their living situation, they loved each other a lot and Jack was welcomed in like family. He came to love them as well.

Rarely did any of the people who run this place visit, but one day a guard finally did and the whole place went quiet. All the people Jack came to know as playful children and trying adults went to their posts, silent and hunched over their work as the footsteps of the guard echoed through the hall. He followed suit, sitting across a teen who he came to know very well to blend in, but as the guard walked past, he watched in curiosity. Jack leaned out the door frame of the room he was in and saw the guard stop in front of another door.

The guard called one of the occupants to them, a child, and shoved a wooden sword into their hands harshly, knocking them over and demanding they clean it. Without thinking, Jack angrily marched on over and stood in between the two. He turned towards the child and took the wooden sword from him. The guard is baffled, but follows Jack back into his room, demanding to know what he’s doing. Jack goes and washes the sword silently before shoving it into the arms of the guard. The guard is angered, but Jack turns towards the teen and asks if they have any of their toy wooden swords. He hands him one, a short one, and Jack turns back to start a fight.

He was stronger and better at fighting than the guard expected from a peasant in the labor camps. Jack wielded that toy like a true weapon and forced the guard out of the room. He stole the longer wooden sword back from the guard and continued his pummeling. They ended up in the mess hall with a crowd of watches. The two weaved through worn down tables and soon, the guard is smashed into one. The guard laid there for a moment, giving Jack time to think. The wooden swords he had were barely holding out anymore so he grabs a few wooden pieces from the table and some stones before transmuting it in front of everyone. In his hands was a brand new stone sword. The guard, witnessing this, realizes that Jack is not an ordinary peasant and is filled with fear. Only one person has been known to be able to transmute materials like that and that was King Jack. With his armor, he fends off a few more attacks, but he runs as soon as he gets the chance. Jack lets him go, anger in his eyes disappearing.

He is celebrated by the other people who also came to realize who he really was. But Jack knows he’s put this place in danger and is quick to contact his people and spies to help him liberate this camp.

The dream ends here

ps I did embellish a few parts that didn’t make sense like how instead of stone swords it was diamond swords but where would he have gotten diamonds?? And also at some point the guard turned into the neighbor from that one neighbor game and instead of running away he shrunk and disappeared under a table lmao

pps Jack is Minecraft Steve btw according to my dream so maybe the people he met were villagers and the guard is a piglin? Otherwise everything else is exactly as I dreamed it

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Woah I just had a dream with Jack in it. I think he was a king who had gone undercover into an enemy work camp to try and find their leader. He worked with the people there, getting to know them and the families and the many children working there. Despite their living situation, they loved each other a lot and Jack was welcomed in like family. He came to love them as well.

Rarely did any of the people who run this place visit, but one day a guard finally did and the whole place went quiet. All the people Jack came to know as playful children and trying adults went to their posts, silent and hunched over their work as the footsteps of the guard echoed through the hall. He followed suit, sitting across a teen who he came to know very well to blend in, but as the guard walked past, he watched in curiosity. Jack leaned out the door frame of the room he was in and saw the guard stop in front of another door.

The guard called one of the occupants to them, a child, and shoved a wooden sword into their hands harshly, knocking them over and demanding they clean it. Without thinking, Jack angrily marched on over and stood in between the two. He turned towards the child and took the wooden sword from him. The guard is baffled, but follows Jack back into his room, demanding to know what he’s doing. Jack goes and washes the sword silently before shoving it into the arms of the guard. The guard is angered, but Jack turns towards the teen and asks if they have any of their toy wooden swords. He hands him one, a short one, and Jack turns back to start a fight.

He was stronger and better at fighting than the guard expected from a peasant in the labor camps. Jack wielded that toy like a true weapon and forced the guard out of the room. He stole the longer wooden sword back from the guard and continued his pummeling. They ended up in the mess hall with a crowd of watches. The two weaved through worn down tables and soon, the guard is smashed into one. The guard laid there for a moment, giving Jack time to think. The wooden swords he had were barely holding out anymore so he grabs a few wooden pieces from the table and some stones before transmuting it in front of everyone. In his hands was a brand new stone sword. The guard, witnessing this, realizes that Jack is not an ordinary peasant and is filled with fear. Only one person has been known to be able to transmute materials like that and that was King Jack. With his armor, he fends off a few more attacks, but he runs as soon as he gets the chance. Jack lets him go, anger in his eyes disappearing.

He is celebrated by the other people who also came to realize who he really was. But Jack knows he’s put this place in danger and is quick to contact his people and spies to help him liberate this camp.

The dream ends here

ps I did embellish a few parts that didn’t make sense like how instead of stone swords it was diamond swords but where would he have gotten diamonds?? And also at some point the guard turned into the neighbor from that one neighbor game and instead of running away he shrunk and disappeared under a table lmao

pps Jack is Minecraft Steve btw according to my dream so maybe the people he met were villagers and the guard is a piglin? Otherwise everything else is exactly as I dreamed it

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Impossible Escape

Context for this short story I had this dream twice within the last week and decided to write it exactly how it went!

So you can understand the viewer is watching the scene before as we did in IRIS, how we were able to watch everything because Anti pulled us out of the camera.

Warnings for blood and choking!

Heavy breathing can be heard through the seemingly abandoned hallway, Chase stumbled into an opening falling onto his knees and hands. He winced in pain glancing back at his right leg as blood seeped through the pant leg.

“I told you it’s pointless,” a voice echoed in the hall as footsteps came from the hallway Chase had just come from. A red glow started to grow more intense as the sound came closer. Chase let out an annoyed breath before using his left leg to kick off the ground as he stumbled forward, trying to avoid the broken machinery and glass.

“There is no point in running” Anti’s voice stopped echoing as the viewer watched him step into the area where Chase was lying. He glanced over to the right as if making eye contact with the viewer. A slight flicker of a smile came to him before he looked back down the hall, watching Chase struggling. The viewer watched as Anti’s hand moved to the side, pulling on something that brought the viewer to follow him.

The viewers suddenly moved almost in a sharp jerking motion as they couldn’t control anything anymore. Chase was struggling to move forward as his right leg was shooting pain up the rest of his body, Anti simply watched amused.

Wielding no weapon or anything Anti kept his hands in his pockets just simply following Chase who didn’t seem to give up.

The slow chase went for a while and the viewer was still stringed to follow before the view was obstructed with debris coming from the floor above them, the viewer's string snapped as they backed up trying to figure out how to get past.

“Why don’t you listen?” Anti’s voice echoed as the sound of the two started to phase, the viewer stood there confused not knowing if they should be following or not.

“Uh…Anti?” The viewer called out suddenly feeling so lost with the ability to do things on their own, they turned as they could have gone back but surely they are missing something interesting. 

Feeling their wrist start to burn they stumbled forward at a sudden pull as they glitched right through the debris, the viewer yelped as they were suddenly turning two different halls heading into the medical facility of the old IRIS building, at a specific room they stood at the door watching the scene before them.

Anti had a grip on Chase’s shoulders as he moved one hand pulling on a few strings, Chase winced tiredly as his arms snapped out to his side as he felt himself be pulled up to floating a bit. The pressure off his leg made it feel just a bit better as he looked at Anti who floated to be face to face with him.

“Go ahead” Anti’s expression darkened a bit as his hands moved towards Chase’s neck starting to tightened watching the poor man struggle against him moving to grab his arms, Chase’s facial expression shifted to pain trying to breathe.

“Press the button” Anti gestured his head to the side to some machinery and a button that was oddly still glowing as if it's the only thing powered in this building.

We stood there watching Chase struggle to reach it, the viewer's vision started to fade as they watched Chase reach the button and slam his hand against it. Alarms started to go off as everything turned red.

The viewer could hear Anti speak but it was muffled as everything went silent.