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WOAAAH!!!! Any specific era or themes you'd like to see? Angst or fluff? Feel free to let me know in my asks, stranger. ;3
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Uno reverse 🔄 I now request sweaterduo art from you :) (no pressure)
-definitely totally secret anon
WOAAAH!!!! Any specific era or themes you'd like to see? Angst or fluff? Feel free to let me know in my asks, stranger. ;3
May I have c!sweaterduo of Schlatt and Ghostbur variety?
– super anonymus anon
Ooh super secret anon, who could it be?
Schlatt seems a little startled by his new companion :)
Schlatt preening Wil's wings
Suddenly remembered how to draw
I think Wil turned out really well in this, and Schlatt is also there
I need to make a tumblr community of c!sweaterduoers. Do I know how to make one? No. Does that matter? Maybe? Idk I need to yap about these fools in a jar. If someone else makes one I'll be forever greatful.
Headcanon (fanfic idea I will never write): Wil and Schlatt were best friends long before the server, but they had a falling out sometime before Wilbur moved back to the server.
Schlatt was Wilbur’s initial bi awakening. He was incredibly distressed and disgusted with the whole situation and himself over the whole thing. Never brought himself to tell Schlatt about it because he was too ashamed.
A bit of those feelings come back when Schlatt comes back to the server but Wil is just “nope nope shove that back down there”.
That relationship remains mostly stagnant during limbo but maybe could’ve warmed up just a little to each other as Wilbur forces Schlatt to play cards with him.
Maybe Schlatt would start remembering what he was like before just silently watching him do things around limbo like playing guitar or doing cards, recognize little habits and quirks he never grew out of and gets regretfully nostalgic about it.
Doesn’t come back up again until Wilbur meets Schlatt revived again. I’d think they would start hanging out again with Schlatt doing jobs in Las Nevadas and Wilbur pestering him.
I think one late night Wilbur would’ve eventually told him when they were alone (not looking for anything he’s moved on and he already has Quackity). Schlatt would’ve said somethin like “do you want me to say thank you or somethin?” And Wilbur would’ve called him an arsehole and they would’ve moved on and become besties again
(OOC)
For context, this is based off a teenage!sweaterduo rp with @tragedy-with-a-melody where Schlatt and Wil were exploring and accidentally get lost in a sewer/drain thing
I’m not good at drawing backgrounds (yet) but Wil is supposed to be sitting on a ledge and Schlatt is leaning against a wall
Schlatt’s other arm was also simply not cooperating in the drawing so it got hidden, that’s why his pose it weird
Also have a warmup sketch of teen!Schlatt
Did you like Schlatt’s family when you were friends? Did they like you?
I liked his mom, kind of. I think she used to like me. She was nice occasionally, but she could be a real bitch, and she never listened to Schlatt. I fucking hated his dad from the get-go, and eventually his mom too for that matter, but his dad was awful. If I saw that man to this day I wouldn't hesitate to take a sheet pan to his teeth. I remember thinking Schlatt's sister was really cool back then, but I didn't get to know her very well before she was kicked out. He recently met up with her, but I haven't said hi yet, I'm antsy about if she'd think of me in high regard. His parents used to like me, and then they started considering me a bad influence, even though he came up with half of the hijinks. Techno taught me much of my manners/diplomacy, which led to me being the favourite friend among most parents. I was called an "old soul" throughout most of my childhood, being able to hold conversation with an adult was considered odd somehow. I was considered a weird child in general, so sometimes parents picked up on that fast and others it's not until later that they decide something is wrong with me. I always had a hard time accepting the word of adults without question.
41. last person you texted?
Hmmm let's see... [Wilson pulls out his communicator.]