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teeth--eater · 3 years
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What ever happened to the beach fic?
It's still coming, it'll be closer to the end
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Does tommy if hes ever, given sbi the puppy eyes and does it work on them i need to know this
If we're talking realism I don't think theyd work because the reason it works on humans is big eyes=young/cute but humans are pretty unique in instinctive protective drive for non human young (excluding recent mothers of the animal kingdom) so no. On the other hand. Aliens aren't real or at least not nearly as complex as I've made them. Do whatever you want and call it good
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Aside from the songs featured in the stories (life), what are some songs you feel fit this song?Personally, I feel these ones fit it pretty well but I wanna see what the other of this fic sees through her own eyes lol -Fix You by Coldplay for Sam & Tommy -Anarchy by egg for the whole SBI -Look Who’s Inside Again by Bo Burnam for the cell time at the beginning of Horn Again, Home Again -Home by Cavetown (but the fall in love Part is a platonic way cuz like not shipping them) -Memory by Tony Fox
all good suggestions and a great way for me to talk about music
here we go, all under the cut becasue its gonna be a bit of a list
sam: heel turn 2 by the mountain goats holy shit i am going to make an animatic to this one once my designs are released
Tommy: goodbye, oh goodbye by AJJ
Ranboo: losing my religion by R.E.M.
Tubbo: wild wild life by talking heads
Phil (in regards to his lovely spacewife): all your'n by tyler childers
Techno: gettin' my mom on by jack stauber (i am not joking)
Wilbur: little lion man by Mumford and sons. doesn't fit super well but its all i could think of
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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i just want you to know phil's skull is my least favorite of the bunch it is very not nice
im telling him you said that
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Now that space movies have been introduced, I can't help but wonder if there's any horror movies similar to Earth movie "Alien" or other similar movies, except with the alien in question being a human out to slaughter the ship- or are horror movies a purely human concept, bc why would anyone watch a movie just to feel fear? (and now all I can think of is that doctor who quote "You have a horror movie called Alien? No wonder you keep getting invaded!")
ABSOULTELY humans are the subject of so so so many horror movies. The crew specifically finds one where the humans win or where the special effects are so bad its laughable. They don't want tommy to see the ones where humans are portrayed as bloodthirsty monsters and have their whole planet wiped out (there are a lot)
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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NOOOO WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME THE LAST ONESHOT WASNT UNDER A READMORE THIS IS SO EMBERASSING
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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little oneshot. takes place during If It Bleeds :>
Tubbo hates to see Tommy sick. Of course he does, what kind of friend would enjoy seeing their friend sick? 
As much as it makes his insides squirm with discomfort when Tommy coughs up bile that Tubbo knows would severely burn the apisaid if he was to touch it, he has no desire to leave Tommy's side. 
Tubbo runs his fingers through the human's hair, as he's been doing since Tommy fell asleep. He knows it’s a comfort to Tommy, even if the prideful human won’t admit it out loud, and it reassures Tubbo when Tommy leans into his touch. 
Tubbo shifts his hand, feeling the greasiness of Tommy's hair, matting slightly in the back where it's pressed against his pillow. The apisaid frowns, the texture reminding him of Tommy's time spent in the cell, where he had no way to wash himself. Tommy had told Tubbo later, in private, that humans are compulsive self-cleaners, and can get sick and irritable if they have no way to wash themselves. He had played it off as if it was no big deal, but Tubbo had seen the way the human refused to meet his eyes, a tell of lying if his textbooks were to be believed. Tubbo also didn’t miss the way Tommy bathed almost compulsively after being freed, control over his body becoming something of a religion for him after so long without it. 
He's too weak now to wash his hair, and it twists Tubbo's insides more than the vomiting and the fever ever had. 
"Tommy," Tubbo whispers, shaking the human gently. "Wake up." 
"Blegh," Tommy says eloquently, rising up onto his elbows. "Wha'?"
"Come with me for a second," Tubbo says, tugging Tommy's sleeve. 
"Where 're we goin'?" Tommy asks tiredly, getting to his feet but not opening his eyes, instead letting Tubbo drag him along by the arm. They pass Ranboo, asleep on the window seat. Tubbo pauses to pull a blanket up to his shoulders, and the enderian hums thankfully and snuggles into the fabric. 
Tubbo walks Tommy into the bathroom and guides the sleepy human to sit in the tub. It's not something he uses, as he takes dust baths. His wings and thick fluff do not mix well with water, as he learned after a miserable experience with the fire alarms going off and triggering the sprinklers, before Ranboo had arrived, thankfully. 
Tubbo turns on the water, making sure it's warm enough to be comfortable but not enough to burn. He waits until it only just sort of hurts when he sticks his hand under it, and then turns it up a bit higher. He's seen Tommy after he's taken a shower, he's bright pink for half an hour afterward from how hot he keeps the temperature. 
"What're you doin'?" Tommy mumbles. 
"Washing your hair," Tubbo says, maneuvering Tommy to stick his head under the spray of water. Tommy hums blissfully at the feeling of water streaming over his scalp. 
"Do you know how?" Tommy asks around a yawn. Tubbo hesitates in his movement, shaking out his neck ruff slightly in embarrassment when Tommy laughs at him. The moment ends when Tommy's laugh ends in a cut-off gasp of pain, and both of them fall silent. 
"I'll tell you how to do it," Tommy murmurs, eyes closed against the dim lights of the bathroom. "My hair's already wet, so grab the bottle to your right. I wrote 'shampoo' on it." Tubbo picks up what he hopes is the right bottle and squints at the black ink hopelessly. 
"Uh... yeah, I can’t read this," Tubbo admits, setting the bottle back down. Tommy huffs out a laugh and reaches for the bottle. Tubbo hands it to him and Tommy cracks his eyes open to read the hand-drawn label. 
"Yeah, this is shampoo," He says,  handing back the bottle to Tubbo. "Put some in your hand and start rubbing it into my hair." 
Tubbo follows his instructions, emboldened when Tommy sighs and relaxes further under his touch. After around a minute of scrubbing, Tommy holds up a hand. Tubbo tries not to look at how it trembles slightly. 
"Okay, now rinse the soap out," Tommy says, sounding tired again. Tubbo will have to do this quickly or risk Tommy falling asleep under the water. Tubbo is not going to be able to carry Tommy back to his room if that happens. Tubbo guides Tommy further under the water, putting a hand on his hairline to stop the water and soap from getting into his eyes. 
Once the water runs clear and Tommy's hair is free of tiny white bubbles Tubbo pulls Tommy out from under the stream and sits him up again. 
"Now what?" Tubbo asks, unwinding a rather persistent tangle that resides on the back of Tommy's head. 
"Now conditioner. The other bottle," Tommy explains. Tubbo grabs it and pours some onto his hand. Before he has the chance to rub it into Tommy's hair like he did with the shampoo, Tommy speaks up. 
"Hold on, don’t rub it in at the roots, just do the ends. It'll get greasy again really quick if you condition the roots." He explains sleepily. Tubbo hums to show that he'd heard and starts rubbing the conditioner into the ends of his hair, careful not to get much in the roots. 
He moves Tommy's head under the faucet again. There aren’t bubbles being washed away this time, but the hair clumps together where there is still soap, so Tubbo waits until the hair rests in a sheet of brownish-blonde hair before he takes Tommy's hair out from under the water. 
Tubbo runs his hands through Tommy's wet hair and his wings flutter happily behind his back. His friend is clean again, and even though his illness is a mystery, and only seems to be getting worse, he is at least clean. If that's all that Tubbo can do, he'll do it. 
Tubbo digs a towel out from under the sink and wraps Tommy's hair in it, before they walk back to Tommy's room together. Getting up had apparently drained him, because Tommy falls back asleep almost as soon as he lays down again. Tubbo lays next to him, running his fingers through his hair, clean, slightly damp, and smelling like flowers.
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Hello human error has taken ahold of my braincell and now there are Thoughts
Prepare for a doodle dump in the morning because i would die for your alien bois
EXCITED
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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I'm about to go to bed but but but if you guys have headcanons about human error please send them. It is genuinely a huge source of inspiration 🐅
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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hey bestie you vibin? grooving, dare i say? beating that homework? consuming adequate amounts of water?
the homework is so good and done and I'm drinking a stupid amount of water. movin and grovin....whose to say
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Can’t tell if it came out right but This is the project(I know this never happened but I wanted to make a turtle with land on it’s back swimming through)
------------ AWWWWWWW it's so cuteee I hope you got a good grade!!!
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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Gosh I'm so nervous-nnnnnnnee- Ok ok... So I had this art project that I had to do(A story art) and I was inspired by your fic and it came out really well! I want to show it to you, if that's fine? Tho this is my first time on Tumblr with an account
Sure thing, you can submit it here, post it on your blog and tag me, or send it in the discord:D
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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UR ALIVE!1!1!1!
IM ALKVE
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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ive decided to cut this scene from an upcoming oneshot, and ive posted so little content recently that youve earned it. go. fetch.
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Tommy gets up, swinging his legs over the side of the bed and standing upright. He shudders at the feeling of the metal floors under his feet, but he walks out of the room anyway. He goes to check on his crew, as he always does when he cant sleep. Seeing his family safe calms that terrible noise in his head.
He checks on Ranboo first, his room being at the end of the hall, and he creaks the door open. Ranboo isn't sleeping, just sitting up in bed and staring out the window. He hears Tommy come in, he knows because Ranboo's rabbit-like ears had twitched in his direction. "You should get some sleep," Tommy says quietly. "Same to you," Ranboo says, gaze not leaving the passing stars. Tommy hums, swaying in place tiredly. "Touche," He mutters, though he knows Ranboo wont know what that means. "Why are you up?" Ranboo asks. "My friend died four months ago today," Tommy says. Theres no point in mincing his words. "That sucks," Ranboo says. Tommy laughs, Ranboo will be embarrassed by his halfhearted attempts at comfort in the morning, but apathy is easier to swallow than pity. "Yeah, it does." Tommy agrees. "What was he like?" Ranboo asks, turning to face him. Tommy sits on the floor. "He was really kind," Tommy starts, a small smile on his face. "Even when things were awful he could calm anyone down. He just felt safe."
There is a long silence. "I miss him," Tommy says, voice choked.
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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i feel like a real author now
go read home again, home again if you like aliens 
commission info :]
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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judging from ur love of making alien cultures and biology, would an extensive enderman lore and biology and culture doc interest u
I'd love to see it!
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teeth--eater · 3 years
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god. God. I wanna write human error I promise. I have been doing biology for like five hours.
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