Double Life: Umm… Opps?

(XCOMau this would just be cute but Cellbit insisted on a lore dump and angsty internal monologue)

It is ten o'clock in the morning, and Cellbit feels barely awake. Roier is away visiting friends, Pac and Mike are holed up in their lab, Felps is... somewhere, doing something, he is sure. Bagi is about, playing in the mud with the children while Cellbit blearily sips at his coffee.

Give him another ten minutes, and he can use Pepito as bait to get Bobby and Richarlyson into a bath. Empanada is there, too, sat on her mother's shoulders more for the height advantage than the claimed attempt not to get mud on her petticoats.

That's four of the five children of their community, but where- he knows she has a tendency to turn invisible when stressed, a side effect of her genetics, but it shouldn't be that stressful, he thought-

A little hand tugs on his trousers.

Cellbit looks down, and let's his heartrate calm.

"Hope," he smiles at her. "Is everything okay?"

She reaches up her arms, and a thought nudges against Cellbit's mental shields. He puts his coffee down and reaches back, scooping the tiny one up and into his lap.

Pepito is, he thinks, physically a little younger than her. Pepito is so much less frail, though, roughing and tumbling like any child, rather than riddled with bruises and breaks and exhaustion from the slightest knock.

Cellbit loves her anyway, just as she loves him, and planting trees, and decorating the castle or Felps' hut, and helping run buckets of water up and down from the well. At least she is a quiet child anyway - if Richarlyson were sick in the same ways, he doesn't think he would manage.

Sick, ill, frail... Cellbit hates all the terms for it, what they mean for his little girl, but the one he hates most is the Federation's label of 'defective'. Both of the children who were his first - Hope and Richarlyson both - were labelled with it, like so many of the others. They are not defective, they are children, just children who needed to be loved.

Hope must feel his anger, for she looks at him with big eyes.

"Not you," he tells her. "Never you, you're perfect, my little girl."

Her doubt sounds in Cellbit's mind. She offers another thought, of herself, and Pomme, and Tallulah.

It takes him a second.

Ah. She's asking if her sisters can come visit.

There are already five children for him and Bagi to look after, two more... well, he needs to speak to Philza anyway. And whichever of the French wish to come, they are always welcome.

"If their parents come too," he tells her. "Tia Bagi and I can't watch seven of you."

The smile he gets is bright but small, before she pulls up her legs and curls against his chest.

Cellbit... he wonders, sometimes, if she doesn't remember something of her rescue. She was too starved, too abused, to unwell to even approach consciousness, a tiny, dwindling flicker of life in an otherwise deserted cell. And yet... every time she sits against him, she always curls up the same way - head on his right shoulder, ear to his collar bone and face turned in, legs curled so her left side presses against his torso, arms limp in his lap.

It is exactly how he picked her up, before, how he tucked her safely against himself and took her away.

He kisses the top of her head, and already she is half way to sleep. It worries him, it always worries him, how her stamina is so thin and her body so weak. Doctor Ruiz says it is unfortunately predictable, after six years of near total neglect - not even getting the food the other rejected children did. If she were human, Hope would be dead years ago. As she is not...

Nobody can tell if she will keep improving, or if this is her life forever. Nobody knows if this was the condition she was cast aside for, or a mark of the neglect. Nobody knows what tomorrow brings, only that they still have a today.

It is not the end of the world, though. It is not a death sentence, and not a crime; Felps' condition is different, but in that regard they are the same. Just because they both need more rest does not make their waking hours mean any less. Neither does it make them any less precious, or loved, or mean that that Cellbit will not perfectly happily curl up with either - both - of them in a pile of pillows for hours on end.

"Would you like a story?" He asks his daughter, knowing how she fears the oncoming dark, how terrified she is that any time she sleeps he might abandon her again.

A nod against his neck, and Cellbit melts at the progress to have found something that she loves, something she agrees to - asks for, sometimes - outside of her sister.

"Alright" he tells her. "Story and a nap, and when you wake up your sisters will be here."

Triplets, two rejected for their disabilities, the third given away simply because her sisters were "flawed" and their creators worried about a "contaminated batch". Richarlyson, too, with a missing leg, and Flippa's eyesight and Bobby's temper and Chayanne simply not being sonically adept... it goes on and on and on and Cellbit hates the Federation somehow even more than before, now they have decoded the documents on their children.

Calm, calm, calm, they're already dead and he's a little one to help to sleep.

Bagi has Empanada and the boys, he has little Hope. It is fine, it is fine, they are all going to be fine.

"Once upon a time there was a princess who lived in a beautiful castle," he tells her. "The princess had three brothers, two sisters, and a great many cousins and siblings and friends. The princess was kind and gentle and beloved by all, but, one day, an evil witch came up with a curse..."

Just had a moment where I thought Two Road’s sequel, Make It Home was going to be longer- turns out my mock-up was one page short

26 pages each, all painted by hand ❤️‍🩹

Only just seeing this now, but Fae/Kiss… I made a whole book based off Fae!Spiderbit

Spiderbit Week March 17th - 23rd

Hello everyone, I am missing Spiderbit so much right now and decided I would finally do what I've been wanting to do for a few months now and organize a Spiderbit Week. There is no length requirements or any real requirements just some fun prompts that I enjoy and hope you guys will too. Feel free to do one or both of the prompts or really whatever you want. If you want me to see the posts you can tag me in it and I'll reblog them. Day One: Vampires / First Meetings Day Two: Fae / Kiss Day Three: Soulmates / Late Nights Day Four: Time Loop / Rescue Day Five: Superheroes / Blood Day Six: Nautical* / Coffee Day Seven: Royalty / Family Bonus: Celebs / Date Night *(Nautical is like Mermaids/Sirens/Pirates that kind of thing or whatever you guys come up with.)

Have Fun!

I Find Safety Here

Mediums: Ink, Watercolor, Gouache, Gelpen

wl pearl sketches

Spiderbit Week Day 1

(Except I just finished my art finals- so I finally have time! Thank you for the lovely prompts and sketch below)

Prompt list by @anonymous-dentist

Prompt: Cooking, but it’s just Cellbit and his spread coffee addiction. All the man drinks is coffee, so here he is making a cup with Roier and Pepito.

brothers forever!!!!!

I did some matching art and it’s about …. Got to look to find out!

The Reason is You Zine is Out!!

At long last, The Reason is You is out!!

A big thank-you to all of our contributors, from our writers to our artists to our translators to our designers. This project could not have happened without everyone involved, so please send everyone love!

We have three versions of the zine. Click on the following links to access the version of the zine you want to read!

English Version

Versão em Português

Versión en Español

We here at TRYZine hope that you enjoy the zine. It's been a year since the end of Purgatory, but Guapoduo lives on forever thanks to the community. In other words:

The reason is you!!

its pearlie pop !!

close-up under :D

hi, qsmpblr...

things maybe aren't looking good rn and maybe we don't know what the future holds for the server but for now I just want to say thank you ♡

I suck at interacting with people and online I'm even more akward than irl, so I've never been very active in a community until now and despite everything you've been very kind and cool 😸

There are very talented artists in this community, very creative writers who captivate you with their stories, people who analyze characters in such a detailed way that they seriously leave you thinking, dedicated people who make liveblogs, summaries and translations of streams and clips that help ensure that no one misses anything, people who make memes and shitposts that can make someone else's day...

All of you are amazing 🫵

Keep making art and writing about these characters if it makes you happy, keep enjoying the content if it makes you happy, there's nothing wrong with that ♡

This project gave me the opportunity to enjoy the content of amazing ccs with amazing communities, interesting cultures and languages... and i also got to meet you^^, no matter what happens, it is an experience that I will never forget

and for all this I want to say thank you again qsmpblr, you have been wonderful^^

[mutuals I love you even though I hardly interact with you, so don't forget that I love you♡]

so anyway, happy one year qsmpblr :D

los tqm y así 💟🫧