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About a week ago I posted this.

I’ve been getting horrible messages like this in my ask for months, including:

and my personal favorite

After getting the message saying “Just go kill yourself” I was completely done dealing with this person’s horrible messages and replied with just an “Okay.” and logged off tumblr.

About a week later I logged back on with 17 messages in my ask, most of them from the anon. I scrolled down and at first when I logged off, the anon messaged me things like

I scrolled up more and all of a sudden they started sending me more and more messages like

This was extremely surprising to me. I thought “After all those horrible messages you sent to me for MONTHS about hating me and wanting me dead, you say ‘sorry’ and that you ‘cant be responsible for someone’s suicide’?”

But I guess the lesson goes like this:

DONT TELL ANYONE TO KILL THEMSELVES UNLESS YOU ARE PREPARED FOR WHAT MIGHT ACTUALLY HAPPEN

Here’s a piece of art I found from me

This time I tried drawing the wings different than more or low detailed as usual. And I was driving in a car. i like how it turned out :)

SBI AU Part IV

tw: none

“Excuse me, What!?” 

Phil and Techno came back at evening, had the food stocked up again and now the old man was almost yelling at Wilbur out of surprise. 

“As I said, they didn’t attack him.”

“And the wound doesn’t hurt too.” Said the more quiet voice of Tommy. He was still very confused, and now even more after Phils explosion of his mind. The man now breathed through, getting his mind together. 

“Okay, let me think, let me think.” Phil then gone in circles in silence, Wilbur and Tommy remained quiet too. And this gone like that for minutes. As Wilbur already wanted to share his Theorie of Tommy being a zombie Phil swept with how tounge. 

“Okay listen you two. We will wait on what happens next and how it develops, okay? And no experimenting.”They two wanted to say something against it but lastly changed their mind. 

“Tommy, could you go for a few minutes.” Tommy groaned annoyed. 

“To talk about adult shit? I’m an adult too, see? I’m tall, can talk in deep voice-“

“Tommy, go.” The boy blinked before rolling his eyes annoyed. 

“Fine, I go, I go. You see me going? I’m leaving already.” Lastly he scoffed again before he left and closed the door to the room. Now Wilbur looked to Phil waiting impatiently. 

“So? Why should he leave?”

“Because I wanted to explain to you what happened and what we’ll do.” Wilbur waved it off, grinning small. 

“Well, I already know what happened. Tommy got bitten by the dog who apparently was a zombie and now he’s one too.” Phil sighed as he again gone around in the room, like he was on edge. Wilbur didn’t liked his behaviour. 

“Right?”

“Wil, I knew this from the moment he passed out. The dog probably ate rotten infected flesh and transferred it to him. The thing is, Tommy isn’t full zombie, he is still talking with us and doing childish things. But what I fear is that he’ll become a full zombie soon, and if only that his body rots, who knows if it will hurt him or not. In general, we habe absolutely no idea on how it will develop.”

Wilbur stared at Phil who now looked at the walls shortly before continue going around. It was like Phil didn’t just dropped assumptions with dangerous effect, he was fully in his mind. It freaked Wilbur out. 

“Phil, could you- could you just please stop walking in circles?“ Phil stopped and looked to his son who weren’t done talking. 

“Just stay somewhere, not- not just going around like that.” Phil nodded, still not taking his gaze from him. Wilbur strike over his face and took together his mind after he cleared his suddenly dry throat. 

“So, you say that Tommy might gets pain soon, die or become a full zombie, where every option is bad as shit.”

“Well yes. But listen, we don’t and can’t  fully know on what will happen. Currently he is still kind of alive and has no pain. These are only assumptions a d we have to wait till we know more. Okay?”

“Okay.” Phil gone to his son and took him by his shoulder, giving an assuring smile. 

“It will be okay, we’ll figure it out.” Wilbur nodded silently as he got gripped tighter before Phil let go. 

“Just stay calm, and don’t let Tommy know before anything happens.”

“I’ll take care.”

“Thanks mate.” Phil then left the room, Wilbur followed, and they gone outside. 

Had they only known of the small quick footsteps that ran away shortly before they left. 

Do it, mate. Everything for the fun after all, healing is still possible afterwards

My characters are so happy right now :) Should I... ruin... everything?

I tried out coloring wings instead of leaving plain, person in the middle is not drawn by me

SBI Oneshot

tw: Blood, Weapons, Zombies, Death, Body horror

hehe

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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.

SBI Zombie Apocalypse AU

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. 

This is Grace. She is a poet with all of her heart and loves to sing and play guitar.

Be nice to her ;P

SBI Spiderverse AU

This Au has been bouncing in my head for a while and its unlikely I’ll ever write it so I thought I might as well share it with the world. I came up with this fic after reading the fantastic fic Feelings Out on Paper (for those who haven’t read it, I would recommend it, it’s got an Ours Poetica kind of vibe to it) and thought “Yeah but what if this was a vigilante fic?” and then I saw the commercials for the new Spiderverse movie and thus this AU was born. I hope you guys like it.

 Without further ado, here’s the AU:

Tommy is the adopted son of Phil Watson alongside twins Technoblade and Wilbur

Unfortunately, Tommy’s relationship with his family is very strained

They used to be really close when they were younger, but when Wilbur grew older, he thought it was embarrassing to hang out with his baby brother so he pushed him away and called him annoying so he’d leave him alone

Techno was kind of the same way, becoming more introverted as he grew older, he just kept his distance from everyone and preferred being alone. But Tommy being young didn’t understand this and thought that when Techno avoided him, it was because he was annoying like Wilbur said and not because Techno was like that with almost everyone

When Tommy was 10, the twins left for university and decided to go out on their own after graduating. In the 6 years they’ve been gone, they haven’t contacted Tommy once despite making time to call Phil once a week.

Shortly after the twins left for college, Phil got a promotion at his job that required him to be in the office more often, which meant Tommy was alone most of the time

The thing is, Tommy’s neglect is kind of unintentional. Phil is really busy but he makes sure to check in on Tommy every once in a while, and every time he asks how he’s doing, Tommy always says he’s fine. And why would Tommy lie about that? Phil also doesn’t know about the twins not talking to Tommy. If he knew, he’d be pissed. 

The twins also have their reasons, but they’re not good reasons and they definitely don’t justify the 6 years of silence

So Tommy’s neglect isn’t out of malice. Even though it’s unintentional, it’s still neglect and it’s no excuse for their actions. Still, they all care about Tommy even if they don’t show it. Tommy understandably doesn’t see it this way

Tommy thinks he’s ignored because he’s too annoying and loud and he’s not as smart/talented as the others, which is why Phil makes time to call the twins but doesn’t spend time with Tommy

Over the years, Tommy grows bitter towards his family, thinking that he’ll never be worthy of Phil’s love/attention like the twins are. It also doesn’t help how he constantly hears about how successful his brothers are, leaving Tommy to believe he will always live in his brothers’ shadows and that they’re happier now that Tommy isn’t in their lives

Yay miscommunication!

Anyways, one day during a high school field trip, Tommy is separated from his group, stumbles into a room he’s not supposed to be in, and gets bit by a spider. You know how the rest goes

So Tommy develops powers and being the reckless teenager he is decides to test them out. During the test run he stumbles upon a mugging and using his newfound powers decides to step in. A week later, the vigilante Spiderman was born.

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