#au technically?

[snailornosnail]

Im doing a little experiment in seeing how long i can physically keep myself awake until i pass out or give up. i want to see what kind of things my brain will come up with and what ill be able to draw

likelihood of this being fruitful is low. but i don't have work, so i might as well do this while i have the chance!

some art below

i have recently joined an smp, and have doodled me and my friends characters together. they do not fucking trust each other.

[liittlelokii]

There’s no ohnnspot content so I have to start doing everything myself in this house

Please do not relate this to the onc*ler in any way I will cry

[sjjdkdkwo]

Ok but Friday and Stephen are the perfect friends for each other, because she’d love studying with him and learning magic. She thinks it’s beautiful and wonderful that she finally found something her systems can’t really explain. And Stephen enjoys her quiet company as he flips through tombs and books. And when she notices he’s studied to the point of exhaustion she just plunges the sanctum into darkness and commands him to sleep. He doesn’t tell her there‘s an easy spell to see in the dark. Her glee at getting one up on him is to endearing, and he feels like his heart is about to burst at her mischievous little laugh.

[godofragequit]

It’s My Fault: My muse blaming themselves for the death of yours.

(( i just liked this one better because yeah. ))

(( i’m hoping this is kind of long. ))

She’s hurt. She was, at least. Now… Fuck. It’s your fault. You could have stopped it, should have stopped it. And now she’s gone. Everyone keeps telling you that you have to get moving, that you’re going to get left behind and trapped here if you don’t, but quite frankly you don’t really care right now. You’d be kind of okay with it. You can’t undo what you’ve done, though, not even if you had the rest of eternity. You were the shithead who ran, the shithead who said they’d help no matter what but covered their ears when it went down and tried to ignore everything. And now you’re paying the price for it, it seems. You want to just sleep forever, continue wandering dream bubble after dream bubble in search of her just so you can try and apologize, try and fix it, but you know that nothing you could say or do now would fix it. So for now, you just lay there. Lay there and try to forget everything that was your fault.