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[qpacinho]

Bom dia!

I'm Teo! You can also call me T. I use he/him and bun/buns pronouns. I am physically an adult in my late 20s. I am part of a system and use this blog for my personal things and writing. No one else will post here, probably.

I encourage minors to be cautious on this blog, heed all warnings carefully, and if you see an MDNI banner please leave the post alone! But there will be no explicit sexual content on this blog.

Fun facts:

I speak English but I'm learning ASL and Brazilian Portuguese

I love making spreadsheets

I have many aus and write a lot of strange things, please heed my warnings

I watch mostly Philza, Badboyhalo, Tubbo, Ranboo, Aimsey, Sneegsnag, Pactw, Cellbit, Linkthemike, Fitmc, Ethoslab, Grian, Jackmanifold, and Foolish

I am very disabled and very proud. I center disability and queerness a lot in my works

I take a very live and let live mentality. I do not engage in discourse and strive to treat all people with dignity, compassion, and respect. Do not bring discourse onto my blog or you will no longer be allowed on it

Aus:

(Would Love to Talk About Them)

Daisy Push - Modern au highlighting the intersection of queerness, disability, and life (EXTREMELY SELF-INDULGENT). Massive found family!

Quesadilla Valley - Solarpunk Stardew au, becuase I cannot help myself.

On Hills - Modern au highlighting poverty, community, and life when it must be lived. Essempi Hills is all squatter shacks these days.

Red Ink - Victorian vampire au. Fit's a vampire hunter. Tazercraft are victims of Vampire Cellbit. Pac refuses to sell out Cellbit.

Scattershot - Zombie apocalypse au, Celltw centric. Heavily featuring Richas

Grey Skies - Rose Family + Mike nuclear apocalypse au

Again, and Again - Slay the princess celltw au. Pac is a prince, Cellbit has to slay him.

Frozen Miles - Remote research station horror. Big cast,

Cold Divinity - FitPac, Fit was supposed to be a sacrifice to the God of Winter (Pac), but Pac decided to keep him

Hail Mary, Mother of God - Paranormal vaguely Ordem inspired au. Tazercraft take a trio of Paranormal investigators on a tour of their old orphanage.

Diving Bell - Cellbit hears and sees the voices and signs of beings beyond mortal comprehension. Pac had a bad trip in an alley and is now locked up in the basement of a murderer.

Under construction (tags, posts, and more to be added)

Tags:

General Writing

General Posts

Happy Tag

Answered Asks

Series:

Infirmary Arc Series

[sinonymous-story-ideas]

my blorbos dont deserve romantic relationships. they deserve relationships that are so complex and comfortable that they go beyond the terms romantic and platonic, deserve to be in a relationship thats ambiguous but still gives them the knowledge of where they stand with each other. they deserve to have their lives intertwined with others in a way that no words could ever begin to define it as. and they deserve to feel safe in it.

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I love when characters are always drawn in lab coats even outside the lab because it implies that 1) they are either constantly violating lab safety rules or 2) they have a second, casual lab coat purely for external use

[qpacinho]

Hey what if some gave me some numbers for songs on my wrapped (I use YouTube but) and anything I've written or an au or really just anything for a character i write. And I write a drabble in that vibe

[qpacinho]

Game changers au. Is this anything

[qpacinho]

https://youtube.com/shorts/FccWP9n7rXw?si=N2vifC0pSvFyqd23

I really just need this as Pac and Etoiles. I put it in the tags but I'm actually subjecting you people to it

[qpacinho]

Game changers au. Is this anything

[routeriver]

commission for @wsdanon!!!

[wsdalt]

discord ):

[wsdalt]

Okay well does anyone want to talk about felps on tumblr I suppose

[qpacinho]

Deep inhale

Yeah

[wsdalt]

I found a clip from vod 4 of his that I saved ages ago (posted here!) and I just can’t stop thinking about it… it’s kind of sad that his little “getting kidnapped” arc doesn’t have a fun name or anything because the kidnapping is really just the consequence of the arc beforehand which I have decided to call the Sacrifice Arc for now

but anyway just… he loves Richas so much and will do anything he can for Richas… he tries so hard to protect him to the point of eagerly offering his own life consistently… the way he goes as far as to betray cellbit by pretending to ally with cucurucho…

and then in vod 12 when he tells cellbit (I’m paraphrasing this) that he genuinely didn’t think cucurucho would hurt him. he believed cellbit of course, but cellbit broke the rules and got hurt as a result of that. Felps didn’t do anything “against the rules” and still got kidnapped

anyway I love this arc a lot…

[qpacinho]

Sacrifice arc. My gods. I love how much we learn about Felps in the arc. He was really is like the most loving and thoughtful of Richas's parents from the start. He would scream his love for his kid at the top of his lungs. Richas is his baby and he would do anything to protect him. People make it out as such an "Oh whoops felps was silly and walked blindly into danger" instead as the conclusion to a proper arc. And the beginning of more. Felps has his own thoughts, feelings, and opinions. He makes his own decisions. I genuinely don't believe he would have done that without reasoning it out, even loosely. Yeah he's goofy but he's genuinely like a smart character to me. He believed that Cellbit got hurt, but that didn't have to mean that Felps would. And it was a risk he had proven willing to take. He had far better odds than someone like Cellbit. The cost he's willing to pay is immeasurable anyways so that risk is easily worth it after rationalizing that he's definitely got the better odds.

[wsdalt]

yes!!! He loves Richas so much!!! I think sometimes it gets lost in the chaos of everything, especially if people aren’t watching Felps’ pov which is why I’m linking vod 4 as a really good Felps and Richas vod since it’s much much quieter (it also shows his connection with foolish and bad who both come up later in the arc to help him!)

but yes it was an extremely calculated choice of Felps’. he was walking into danger but it was a danger he accepted and was fully (as far as he was aware) prepared to deal with. He failed, but that doesn’t mean there wasn’t a plan. from vod 9 bad was talking about how they might have to sacrifice something and Felps suggested himself (he is also quite literally sacrificed in a ritual multiple times during this vod to try and summon cucurucho pfft)

And I mean… obviously vod 11 is a continuation of the plan, but if there are any doubts: he also “breaks character” briefly when talking to bad since bad already knows about the plan and he knows he can reference it vaguely enough hopefully without tipping off cucurucho that he has ulterior motives

felps is a very smart character! sometimes smart characters make mistakes or things don’t work out for them, but he’s still smart. When cellbit was upset at him for planning to talk to/make a deal with cucurucho Felps said it would good to at least see what he was capable of + “if we keep a distance from him we’ll never discover anything” (and like… this is a tactic that cellbit ended up using in the regret arc and such)

And as you say at that point he definitely had a better chance than cellbit, which is I think why he goes so hard in trying to fight with cellbit—trying to make sure cucurucho wouldn’t see them as affiliated so it would hopefully boost cucurucho’s opinion of him + make him more willing to accept the deal

[qpacinho]

I just need to scream for 5 seconds about Felps and Cellbit in general and how much i love their relationship and exploring it from Felps's side and understanding. But there's like a lot of them that makes me feel like in all things they just naturally iterate off each other. Like I can draw a few lines between regret and sacrifice in that Cellbit later did something similar to Felps.

He's a smart character and an emotional character and a self-sacrifical idiot. He would do anything for the people he cares about and that includes deceiving and betraying Cellbit briefly for the sake of their kid. Like he knows Cellbit would understand in the end. And just what that says about Felps. The implications. So much of Felps can be overlooked from other people's POVs

I just love him so much.

But uh hi you said talk about my aus.

So in Cold Divinty he's very resentful of his life as a god and is the most likely to form connections with humans. He knows it will end in heart ache but he can't help it. He takes in a very normal human child. Or he thinks Richas is a very normal human child. And also, him being unable to keep Cellbit from hurting Pac makes him have some guilt issues. But yeah he takes this child he finds and decides to raise him. He has to figure out how to take care of a child who's nothing like him. And try to logic his way into being a functional parent. I just really wanted to explore Felps as a parent because I live for that.

Again and again actually has Felps as the voice of the hero. The companion to Cellbit who he catches glances of in reflective surfaces but can never quite see. He's guiding but questioning and really prompts Cellbit to stop and think and make some of his more "out of bounds" choices once they start to realize something is VERY wrong with the world they're in. He's also constantly pissing off the narrator after a point because it's the only fun they have anymore and he's trying not to go insane.

Hail Mary, Mother of God Felps has... so much going on at all times. Everyone is looking for him, because he goes missing, but his POV is very prominent. At all times he is fucking around and trying to get back to his friends from a world he can't even being to actually understand. I really need to expand on hail Mary sometime it's so much fun

[wsdalt]

hi guys can everyone start calling the arc leading up to Felps getting kidnapped the “Sacrifice Arc” (or the “Felps Sacrifice Arc” for context) I’ve decided it would be a good name because the kidnapping is only a tiny bit of what happened whereas the sacrifice bit is a common theme throughout the entire multi-stream arc \o/

[routeriver]

commission for @qpacinho for his fic!!!!

[qpacinho]

[Screams for a billion years]

A dear friend of mine got me a commission as a present. So now I have the Diving Bell lads.

[wsdalt]

discord ):

[wsdalt]

Okay well does anyone want to talk about felps on tumblr I suppose

[qpacinho]

Deep inhale

Yeah

[wsdalt]

I found a clip from vod 4 of his that I saved ages ago (posted here!) and I just can’t stop thinking about it… it’s kind of sad that his little “getting kidnapped” arc doesn’t have a fun name or anything because the kidnapping is really just the consequence of the arc beforehand which I have decided to call the Sacrifice Arc for now

but anyway just… he loves Richas so much and will do anything he can for Richas… he tries so hard to protect him to the point of eagerly offering his own life consistently… the way he goes as far as to betray cellbit by pretending to ally with cucurucho…

and then in vod 12 when he tells cellbit (I’m paraphrasing this) that he genuinely didn’t think cucurucho would hurt him. he believed cellbit of course, but cellbit broke the rules and got hurt as a result of that. Felps didn’t do anything “against the rules” and still got kidnapped

anyway I love this arc a lot…

[qpacinho]

Sacrifice arc. My gods. I love how much we learn about Felps in the arc. He was really is like the most loving and thoughtful of Richas's parents from the start. He would scream his love for his kid at the top of his lungs. Richas is his baby and he would do anything to protect him. People make it out as such an "Oh whoops felps was silly and walked blindly into danger" instead as the conclusion to a proper arc. And the beginning of more. Felps has his own thoughts, feelings, and opinions. He makes his own decisions. I genuinely don't believe he would have done that without reasoning it out, even loosely. Yeah he's goofy but he's genuinely like a smart character to me. He believed that Cellbit got hurt, but that didn't have to mean that Felps would. And it was a risk he had proven willing to take. He had far better odds than someone like Cellbit. The cost he's willing to pay is immeasurable anyways so that risk is easily worth it after rationalizing that he's definitely got the better odds.

[wsdalt]

discord ):

[wsdalt]

Okay well does anyone want to talk about felps on tumblr I suppose

[qpacinho]

Deep inhale

Yeah

[ama-a93]

qsmp connecting charms are available for preorder and will close on nov. 10th!

[ama-a93]

preorders close tomorrow at 11 pm est 🫵

[qpacinho]

Diving Bell

So I finished the prologue for that Cellbit and Pac life eater au I was working on. It's now got 21 planned chapters aside from a prologue and epilogue.

Gonna be posting it here and on ao3 so here's the finished prologue and Diving Bell on AO3

Warnings for murder, unreality, dream sequence, and implied kidnapping

It feels real. The weight of the metal in his hand has never been more present in his mind. He stands in a narrow alley way, but somehow there are lights overhead. Just overhead, he could almost reach up and touch them. He doesn’t, though. In fact, he quietly shifts until his back against the wall. Ignoring the catch of rough brick against his jacket, he shuffles silently closer to his target. All of him but his shoes manage to stay just out of the high contrasting light. It's all so real, even if the knowledge of his situation is only slowly catching up to him.

The knife feels heavier. Now wrapped in cloth and worn dull. It weighs ten pounds in his fingers. He moves forward anyways. With every step closer to his target, just beyond the overhead light, it pulls his arm down. He has to fight to keep it up at all. Even holding it becomes difficult as his shoes continue to softly scuff against the cracked asphalt. It threatens to slip through his fingers no matter how much he tightens his grip. He feels the skin pressed against the metal begin to split.

Then he's close. He slows his breathing to near silence. Counting in his head and trying to time it to the rise and fall of the breath of the person in front of him. Someone staring down at the ground in front of them. A mess of blond hair. Despite the agony of lifting the knife, he only grunts as it lodges into their spinal cord. It slips between the vertebrae with a grinding he's far too familiar with now. Then with a further push of the knife they go limp.

Hands slip under armpits and he lowers the body with hardly any further sound. Blood and spinal fluid ooze out, but they seem to still be breathing. And that's important. They need to be breathing. This won't work if they're not breathing. He can feel his gut twist and hands shake. A sudden crushing feeling overtakes him from behind. He whips around. But for a moment it's as if he’s not allowed to move that fast. It turns at a snail’s pace. Stutters like a lagging computer.

There's glitching visibly overlaying the person standing in the light behind him. It cuts into their appearance but he can smell the fear. He can see it in the way they hold onto their face. Their hair obscures the details. Behind the shifting overlays of color he can tell their hair is black and blue. Their clothes were also blue. A blue rabbit, something echoes deep from that door in his brain, a witness to the slaughter. 

Take him, it purrs. Cellbit feels his stomach go sour. He closes his eyes and wills the person gone. This can’t be real. His eyes won't close, though. He stares at them as the world falls apart. Brick gives way not to darkness, but to nothing. Like the perception slips through his cracks. Or maybe he’s slipping through reality. Their world gets narrower and narrower until it’s just the two of them. His mind slowly becomes a chorus of near incomprehensible commands.

“No,” he says, eyes flying open to a ceiling barely visible. Terror pulling his muscles taught and threatening to rip the sheets. Don’t let it be true, he thinks. It spins in his head enough to make him dizzy. It’s seared into his mind with an iron brand. The truth always hurts. It always burns away in his brain until he’s done. It eats at his cognition until satiated. But that was different.

It was far, far different.

[qpacinho]

Diving Bell

So I finished the prologue for that Cellbit and Pac life eater au I was working on. It's now got 21 planned chapters aside from a prologue and epilogue.

Gonna be posting it here and on ao3 so here's the finished prologue and Diving Bell on AO3

Warnings for murder, unreality, dream sequence, and implied kidnapping

It feels real. The weight of the metal in his hand has never been more present in his mind. He stands in a narrow alley way, but somehow there are lights overhead. Just overhead, he could almost reach up and touch them. He doesn’t, though. In fact, he quietly shifts until his back against the wall. Ignoring the catch of rough brick against his jacket, he shuffles silently closer to his target. All of him but his shoes manage to stay just out of the high contrasting light. It's all so real, even if the knowledge of his situation is only slowly catching up to him.

The knife feels heavier. Now wrapped in cloth and worn dull. It weighs ten pounds in his fingers. He moves forward anyways. With every step closer to his target, just beyond the overhead light, it pulls his arm down. He has to fight to keep it up at all. Even holding it becomes difficult as his shoes continue to softly scuff against the cracked asphalt. It threatens to slip through his fingers no matter how much he tightens his grip. He feels the skin pressed against the metal begin to split.

Then he's close. He slows his breathing to near silence. Counting in his head and trying to time it to the rise and fall of the breath of the person in front of him. Someone staring down at the ground in front of them. A mess of blond hair. Despite the agony of lifting the knife, he only grunts as it lodges into their spinal cord. It slips between the vertebrae with a grinding he's far too familiar with now. Then with a further push of the knife they go limp.

Hands slip under armpits and he lowers the body with hardly any further sound. Blood and spinal fluid ooze out, but they seem to still be breathing. And that's important. They need to be breathing. This won't work if they're not breathing. He can feel his gut twist and hands shake. A sudden crushing feeling overtakes him from behind. He whips around. But for a moment it's as if he’s not allowed to move that fast. It turns at a snail’s pace. Stutters like a lagging computer.

There's glitching visibly overlaying the person standing in the light behind him. It cuts into their appearance but he can smell the fear. He can see it in the way they hold onto their face. Their hair obscures the details. Behind the shifting overlays of color he can tell their hair is black and blue. Their clothes were also blue. A blue rabbit, something echoes deep from that door in his brain, a witness to the slaughter. 

Take him, it purrs. Cellbit feels his stomach go sour. He closes his eyes and wills the person gone. This can’t be real. His eyes won't close, though. He stares at them as the world falls apart. Brick gives way not to darkness, but to nothing. Like the perception slips through his cracks. Or maybe he’s slipping through reality. Their world gets narrower and narrower until it’s just the two of them. His mind slowly becomes a chorus of near incomprehensible commands.

“No,” he says, eyes flying open to a ceiling barely visible. Terror pulling his muscles taught and threatening to rip the sheets. Don’t let it be true, he thinks. It spins in his head enough to make him dizzy. It’s seared into his mind with an iron brand. The truth always hurts. It always burns away in his brain until he’s done. It eats at his cognition until satiated. But that was different.

It was far, far different.

[routeriver]

COMMISSION OPEN!

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rb is appreciated :3

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[qpacinho]

Made a new au. But like it's gonna be... a lot themes wise. I've loosely planned out like 13 chapters. Someone help me

[qpacinho]

Ah whoops. I did the thing now actually. Here's a very rough draft of the prologue (tw violence, unreality)

It feels real. The weight of the metal in his hand has never been more present in his mind. He stands in a dimly lit alley way, but somehow there are lights overhead. On instinct, he shifts to put the cold bricks against his back. He presses himself against the wall. Ignoring the pinch of stone he shuffles silently closer to his target. All of him but his shoes manage to stay just out of the high contrasting light. It's all so real.

The knife feels heavier. Now wrapped in cloth but weighing ten pounds in his fingers. He moves forward anyways. Slowly it grows heavier. With every step closer to his target, just beyond the overhead light, it pulls his arm down. He has to fight to keep it up at all. Even holding it becomes difficult as his shoes continue to softly scuff against the cracked asphalt.

Then he's close. He slows his breathing to near silence. Counting in his head and trying to time it to the rise and fall of the breath of the person in front of him. Someone staring down at the ground in front of them. A mess of blond hair. Despite the agony of lifting the knife, he only grunts as it lodges into their spinal cord. It slips between the vertibre with a grinding he's far too familiar with now. Then with a further push of the knife they go limp.

Hand slip under armpits and he lowers the body with hardly a further sound. Blood and spinal fluid ooze out, but they seem to still be breathing. And that's important. They need to be breathing. This won't work if they're not breathing. He can feel his gut twist a hands shake. A sudden crushing feeling overtakes him from behind. He whips around.

There's glitching visibly overlaying the person standing in the light. It cuts into their appearance but he can smell the fear. He can see it in the way they hold onto their face. Their hair obscures their face. Behind the shifting overlays of color he can tell their hair is black and blue. Their clothes were also blue. A blue rabbit, something echoes deep from that door in his brain, a witness to the slaughter.

Take him, it purrs. Cellbit feels sick.

[qpacinho]

A proper summary.

For as long as Cellbit can remember, he's been surrounded by the voices of things beyond him. He's seen their influences in everything from his dreams to the graffiti on the sides of buildings as his train passes by. He's heard their whispers in the back of his mind. He hears them often. They goad him into doing horrible things to people. He does his best to ignore them.

Sometimes, they tell him about the end of the world... and the things he must do to stop it. He's fine with this. He's come to terms with it, even if he's not happy. This is something he can do to take care of the world. Something he'll never get acknowledgement for, but at least everyone gets to wake up and go about their lives. More coffee in his cup.

But then someone complicates things. He's more real to Cellbit than any other human has ever been and he's stuck in a cage in Cellbit’s basement.

Fuck.