You’ve got to see what tomorrow brings
Yeah, you’ve got to be what tomorrow needs
ALL OF THEMMMMMM uh most of the main group anyway. Aha… ha… ha… I think my drawing hand is going to divorce me or something.
Edit: Livestream over! Thanks guys, it was fun~ c:
I’m Livestreaming the colouring stage of this picture here: https://new.livestream.com/accounts/1555157/events/1582753 ! … If that works, anyway, h-heh.
Hahah…. I uh… actually did it… welp no going back now… anime screen cap of Truffula Flu yo
Swag and Miss Prisma
He… He was REAL.
She stood in his arms for what seemed like forever, completely stunned. She was at a loss for words. She was so sure something horrible had happened after that radio scare. Had… had he just been pranking them or something? Prisma pulled back, her eyes filled with relief, concern and disbelief.
And then, all at once
she was furious.
She tugged her mask down and began yelling, screaming— or at least, gave a silent attempt. Her mouth moved and though nothing came out, it didn’t stop her. How dare he give her a scare like that, why couldn’t he just promise to be careful? Why did he always have to go and throw his neck out on the line like that, what if he didn’t come back one day?
…..—d—ou have an—dea how worried I was!? I thought something horrible happened to you! You weren’t here for days and th-that stupid radio stint of y-yours and I th-thought…! I th-thought…”
Her screaming fit stopped. She clung tightly to him, sobbing, as if her life depended on it. In a way, it kind of did.
“I was… s-so s-scared…”
He wasn’t sure how to react. Nobody yelled at him. Sometimes Entre yelled at him but that was about as threatening as an eleven year old infected kid. Actually. No the kid was still more threatening than Entre. “I…uh…”
Swag backed up a little from her. He wanted to remind her that of course he had to go. It had to be him. Only he could run into town and get bit by slugs and no matter how fucking bad it hurt or how scared he really was, he couldn’t say no. He couldn’t ever say no. Because he knew he was the only one who could do it. And did anyone ever thank him? No. They just assumed it was all fun because he managed to do it with a smile.
But he didn’t say it.
He didn’t because he knew she was probably the only one in the camp that didn’t need to be reminded that at all.
He waited for the chance to take her back in his arms and held her tighter, closing his eyes not for comfort but to keep himself from making a sound as her body pressed against his stinging and burning wounds. “I was too.” He finally managed to say, resting his head on top of hers as he smoothed his hands down her arms to try to calm her. “I always am.”
Prisma trudged back towards the camp, her focus on that one page of the old, somewhat fragile magazine.
“Fresh air in the palm of your hand! Take it on the go!”
It seemed silly, bottled air. But… well, it was perfect for their situation. The air was so polluted and nasty with disease, maybe a purifier would help them some.
As her eyes darted to the top of the page, she caught a familiar glimpse of pink and green in the grungy purple-and-dust colored scenery. She immediately looked up to get a better look, perhaps to confirm it was just her mind playing tricks—
It was him. He was… he was there! She blinked a few times to make sure he wouldn’t disappear on her. She hadn’t been hallucinating.
She opened her mouth to speak, but her voice still failed her.
Swag was surprised to see her coming from outside of camp. He was sure he asked her not to leave or at least not to ever go alone and yet there she was, a little bright red firecracker refusing to listen to any reason at all. She really was Queen Stupid.
He walked over to her as quickly as he could without looking like he was as eager as he really was. “What were you doing out-“ He began, but stopped in favor of wrapping his arms around her in a tight embrace.
The hug was painful. He was sore and every bone in his body hurt from days of recklessness and nights without sleep. But he didn’t care. Even through his wince, he smiled.
He had really missed her.
my ba b ie s…. .. …..
The song has changed.
Happy Birthday to Prisma!! <333 I love dis gurl; she is a perfect human being and she’s also the one who encouraged me to make a tumblr account. ;u;
This was a collab between me and Gent. x) I’ve always been such a fan of his art so I’m really grateful that he let me collab with him aldgkhsljfkh
I drew Pris and coloured Swag and Gent drew Swag and coloured Pris. And then I did the bg and bloodstains. ;}
‘Cause if you stay I will either wait all night
Or until my heart explodes~
Until we fall away in the dark and out of harm~
You can run away with me anytime you want
//”…I mean who will actually HELP,” I speak through gritted teeth, eyes tensing closed and shut again as another twinge hits my arm and I can’t help but cringe.
… ran into an old buddy…”
J-Jesus! B-bitter, you’re—
… wh-who… who bit you?
//I tug the sleeve back over my glove and scowl, picking up the first aid kit I’d put down.
“SOMEONE. It doesn’t MATTER what did it! I’m -” I shudder again, finding myself fairly chilly in spite of the perspiration over my face now.
“I’m- I don’t know what to do but for fucks sake, don’t tell Entre.”