Damn, Norman Rockwell, tell us how you really feel.
This would make a fascinating movie, starring a certain tall and handsome actor with a distinctively elegant, patrician air, and his favorite co-star, just saying 🤔🤩🎥🌟✨🎨🖼🖌💙❤️🔥💚✨
When I saw this I was reminded of the cmbyn commentary with Tim and Michael 💕 This is how I imagine the moment when Tim stood on Armie's feet went because his poor feet was burning from the hot pavement outside. Just bros helping out bros 😉
When he was younger, Armie had figured there was something different about him, that made him different from his friends. And then he had been afraid that the very people who claimed to love him would learn just exactly what made him different and would hate him for it.
He was careful around them, all the while feeling small and alone, and it had made him into a version of himself that he didn’t recognize when he looked into the mirror most days.
The more he hid away, the more he hated himself for it, and the worse it got.
Years later, Carl would say, ‘It made you into the person you are now…and that guy? He’s a hero,’ and Armie thought maybe the cracks in his past would finally start to heal a little.
But the shame he felt in himself as a young man would stay with him for many years later, and the only thing that helped wash away that feeling was when he was in the water, saving people who deserved a second chance at life, just as he did.
I think 3rd life is somehow the best plot&system-wise. It's not based on anything, just my humble opinion. I have so much thoughts and they are all so tragic. Like. It was my first ever interaction with theese CCs, I went there blind reacting. It was amazing then, it was even better after getting to know them. Every perspective tells such a drasticly different story. You've got alliances formed throu death, loyalty and sacrifices, broken or cherished till the very end. You have 3 lifes, and that's it. No tricks or some help or twist from the gamemakers. Go apeshit or stay nice, nothing changes it. All your enemies can start from something as simple as a random punch or a shot or a pice of paper. So can friends. No one knows how the server operates, they all come from somewhat-friendly spaces, so every simple fact is a new surprise - everybody kills animals, and ends up suffering with lack of food&lether for books afterwards. They put effort into builds, bother with decorating(not to say they didn't in later seasons, it's just the attachment I'll talk later), fill the places with love and care, get attached to pets and trees, banners of all things. PROTECT THEM and feel sorrow and grief, once they enevitibly get killed or burned or blown up or DESTROYED. The rage is so innocent in it's belive, that they were wronged, that they should be avenged, and not that this is just the reality of the server itself, that that's just - what heppens. The story tells so much about betrayal, about broken trust, and friends that go mad, and almoust no one follows the "all alliances are broken after you're red" rule. You are allowed to kill now, yeah, but there was nothing in PARTICULAR, stopping you before. It is proven by the first death, that it was just a prank, that lead to all the following chaos. Scar gives Grian flowers after his second death, and Grian STAYS. Cleo sticks with Bdubs, calling his castle a toilet, kidnaps the desert lama, burns Joel's home. She goes for the king and dies in the blind rage . Bdubs makes and gives Impulse the clock, that will doom their hearts in the end. Impulse promises his trust to the Crastle. Bigb makes the cookie. Martyn hears voices, and Ren asks him to take his head. He takes so many lives. The Red Winter Comes. Tango saves the cows, only for them to be stolen, he gets shot stuck behind the fire. Etho's dark oak gets burned, he builds a woolen castle, for it to get burned multiple times. Timmy gives Scott a poppy, starting their marriage. They build the flower valley. Timmy DIES FIRST and aquaeres the Canary curse. Scott follows full of sorrow. Skizz dies second, full of rage, and creates the boogieman curse. Joel stays alone, with his dog army, and dies, leaving his pack wandering the desert. The cactus-ring fight. The siege of dogwarts. Battle of the Red Desert. All the monopolies. The state, that everyone leaves the server, the contrast with the start. It's like watching the 1rst anual hunger games, from a perspective of people, who know and love each other, but no matter their efforts, end up slowly spiraling into violence and distrust, spreading pain and destruction. Mu soul loves and aches for it, even though it was the very same thing that broke it in the first place, that took a pice of it and so it will never be whole again. It's so tragic. All this blood was never beautiful. It was just. Red.
Just imagine Armie's kid's watching Wonka with Armie and one of them is like 'Look daddy, Timmy is there!'. Just imagining this gives me the chills. '& Timmy is brilliant as Wonka.
Just finished all the fics for this AU and decided to revamp his design/personality. Now that i fully understand the lore i wanted another crack at our boy Null sksksk
(Also anyone's welcome to DM me to talk/chat about Null. I don't bite :3)
Backstory: Null grew up as a thief, quick with his fingers he was an extremely skilled pickpocket and rather clever with causing distractions/using his surroundings to his advantage. He shared his company with other players around his age, but the one by the name of Timmy was his closest friend. He usually shared half of his stolen bread with the younger crow hybrid. They cared a lot about each other.
Null was separated the day he was kidnapped, taken by his will to be forced to serve in a private army at the age of 12. His captors saw potential in him, leaving Timmy for he was seen as "too weak" to join their army...
Null's experience growing up in that situation and finally leaving that life in his later years of teenagerhood have changed him, he's emotionally stunted and controlled by the fear of... feeling. Life hasn't dealt him the best of cards, and for that he now continues a line of work with what's he's always known: How to kill...
AHHH I’m so happy you enjoyed everything and were so inspired!!!
I love his lil nametag and his details and posing! I can tell you thought a lot about him!! And of course I’m so glad you kept his drooly details and his eye mask~ it’s such a cool look!
POOR TIMMY DGHDH avoids getting kidnapped just bc he’s not worth it…..SAD!!!!!
And poor Null to be consumed with fear of Feeling, it’s like that “if I’m closed off, I can’t be disappointed!” mentality
I’ve gotten a few asks excited about this concept/art, so like they said, they don’t bite so feel free to message them and chat more if you’d like!!! ✨
PSA - Armie Hammer is Oliver so please don’t ‘whitewash’ him out of CMBYN posts.
I don’t know what’s going on today but I’ve just seen post after reel after post of Elio and… where’s Oliver? Chopped off. Edited out. (Could be I’ve been on my phone too much)
Maybe you had a knee-jerk reaction when the Armie shit hit the fan and are too embarrassed now to say ‘I was wrong’ - Armie is still Oliver
Maybe his kinks were too much for you and you went off him - Armie is still Oliver
Maybe you were never particularly an Armie fan in the first place - Armie is still Oliver
CMBYN would not be what it is without him - and one last thing (it’ll clear the air) if you think that Luca & Timmy and everyone else involved aren’t as tight as ever, you’re wrong