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cyani07 · 3 days

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colored some sketches

#my art #dsmp #c!tommy #c!tubbo #c!quackity #c!ranboo #trying very hard to not spiral into depression and quit art aah.....#sorry for the boring drawings lately i dont know what else to draw

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simplepotatofarmer · 3 days

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there has got to be long-lasting psychological effects on c!quackity getting rejected by c!techno for a date and a piece of birthday cake only for techno to turn around and be like 'oh yeah i owe dream for a dinner date'. like there is no way he wasn't stewing about that.

#loyal talks about stuff and things #sorry sorry this is just the funniest thing in the world to me #c!techno #c!quackity #dsmp shitpost

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beta-draws-stuff · 2 days

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"Messing in the kitchen" a short tnt duo comic:)

#tntduo #tntduo fanart #c!wilbur #c!quackity #dsmp #dsmp fanart #fucking idiots #idiots in love #Beta'draws

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wilbug · 3 days

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i NEED her

#sorry #sunrise.image #c!quackity

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lessonduo · 3 months

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HER WIFE IS HERE

#dsmp #dsmp fanart #c!quackity #quackity fanart

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i-dont-know-i-just-like-dragons · 3 months

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andhyssops · 8 months

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Your name is Wilbur Soot.

You don't technically have an invitation to this party, but technicalities have never kept you out of Las Nevadas. The air is cool, the night is young, and a hand penned letter is burning a hole in your pocket.

It is not a love letter, but you feel compelled to deliver it in person.

This visual novel contains:

0.5 - 1 hour of gameplay

5 unique endings, based on the course of your conversation

1 psychocompetitive rivalry

0 love letters

[banner art by @cyani07] <3

You can play This Is Not A Love Letter for free here on itch.io!

#dream smp #tntduo #tnt duo #wilbur soot #Quackity #tntblr #c!wilbur #c!quackity #this is not a love letter

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fxshbonezz · 6 months

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This is actually the best image ive ever fucking made

#fanart #art #digital fanart #fxshbonezzart #artists on tumblr #c!charlie #c!slimecicle #c!quackity #dsmp #dsmp shitpost

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ladyddanger · 7 months

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thinking about the events of the dsmp hundreds of years later being just a bunch of stories.

In a village nestled between tall pines children play Manberg Vs Pogtopia, the names of nations and reasons for war long forgotten as they hit each other with sticks and tackle their friends to warm summer grass.

When their mothers tuck them in that night they tell them stories of a snowy wasteland, so ancient it still holds the scars of long wars forgotten. They tell them of the wasteland’s inhabitant, the greatest warrior this world has ever seen. His name is lost to history but warriors still pray to him on the eve of battle and tie ravens feathers in their hair in his honor.

If the children misbehaved that day their mothers tell them a different story, one of a masked man who steals bad children and drowns them in the sea.

There’s a crater a few miles east of the village in the middle of the marshlands up by a glittering ocean. The crater is so deep that you can throw rocks off the edge and never hear them hit the bottom. Legend says that once upon a time the goddess of death had a son who walked this earth and when he died in her rage and grief she tore into the city that once stood there with her bare hands and ripped it from the earth leaving nothing but a crater behind.

On long sunny evenings in the inns that dot the coastline bards tell stories of a cursed city of gold and glass buried in the heart of a desert where it snows. They whisper the city is full of riches but nobody who looks for it ever comes back.

On stormy nights the Bards tell a different story, a story of a town that sits over a slumbering god. Strange things happen there. Red vines sport up over night. If you listen closely, the people say you can hear them talk. Everyone there has red eyes and cold cold hands.

If you start at dawn and ride in the opposite direction of the carter you can reach the vault before nightfall. The locals claim it used to hold a faceless god guarded by a king but time has weathered the vault’s defenses and the towns children dare each other inside its walls, running though the tight passages.

An old fairytale says if you follow a small barely visible path from the doors of a vault beyond you’ll reach a forest full of trees so overgrown they block the sun. The fairytale says if you walk to the heart of the forrest there’s a prince sleeping there, nestled in the flowers and weeds. The fairytale says his true love and his knights are long dead. The fairytale says he dreams the whole world in existence. The fairytale says a lot of things but nobody really believes it.