There's No Fish On The Moon!

There's no fish on the moon!

L'moonberg fishing

He wonders if Wilbur’s carried it around too—knowing they should’ve died there, that now something is wrong with them both because they didn’t. That they’re two corpses walking and it’s a matter of time before it catches up, not a matter of if it ever will. He wonders if Wilbur knows that in the end, it will drag them back in, and they’ll never, ever be free.

( devil town, chapter eleven )

Philza’s Crows

The flock, or “Murder” as he had lovingly named them, followed him everywhere. Creeping black feathers hidden in nearby trees as he fights or scattered across the snow biome, doing their best (or worst) to stay out of his way as he built something new.

Wherever he was, they seemed to follow. Little chirps of their crow language. They could only understand English, not speak it, so no one else understood them.

Donations are when the crows bring him something nice or shiny that they most definitely did not steal no way. Philza’s murder would never.

(“Lucky. You only got those birds.”

“How?” Philza laughed as he carefully took a diamond one “found” from its beak, whispering a thanks. A few sat on his wings, chirping for his attention. They had picked up “pog” from Phil translating techno back when they didn’t understand English, and loved the word.

“Least you can lock the doors, and they bring you shit. Be nice if they brought me stuff.” Techno huffed, then flinched when the voices got loud. “Bruhhh calm down I don’t hate you guys.”)

Tommy and Wilbur like them when they were younger. Back before the Smp Earth days. When they’d mess with their hair and play with them. After they shifted to an omen of death. And inhabited the pit that was L’manberg when the tent stopped falling.

Philza earned the name Angel of Death when the sky was painted black with crows, hoping to feast on the carnage their Angel leaves behind. The murder was a fitting name.

They also seemed to like Ranboo, even thought he boy never understood him. They’d sit on his roof like black snow when Philza closed his windows and blinds for a bit of rest. They liked the tall child, and squawked in disapproval whenever something bad happens, or follow him as a cloud of feathers when he starts enderwalking.

If Philza or Techno couldn’t find him, you just have to look to the sky. And there were al least twenty birds overhead. You know, in case he trips (or someone needs to be Prometheus-ed)

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Very sweet kids who never had anything bad happen to em hahahah-

Hehe krinkle cut fry

Here's my hc version of Ryley for a fic I've been writing (link at the bottom of the post if you're interested!)

I tried to make him look as much like the source material as possible without looking like a crinkle cut fry.

He's a masc he/they (he just hasn't had his gender crisis yet). Long hair to change up his look because he's on the run, and I gave him piebaldism because in this fic he hasn't had access to hair dye in four years but I'm emotionally attached to the hair streaks. Also I gave him dimples, no reason I just wanted to. The eyebrow scar is from our favorite bonk panel in the game intro.

• 28

• 5'5 - 165.1 cm

• He/they

• He's not mute in his au but he talks to himself more than he does to other people. It's his way of organizing his thoughts and working through problems.

• They're good with fixing hardware and things but knows fuck all about software and programming

• Good around kids and has aloof older sibling vibes

• Frowns. Frowns a lot, has resting 'what is even happening' face.

• Quick thinker and great instincts but has little to no filter over his intrusive thoughts and does some dumb shit 'cause of that. (Shines flashlight directly in own eyes, zaps himself on the finger with the repair tool, sticks own hand in front the propulsion cannon, punches the qep interface, and so on)

Bonus meme:

Ryley Robinson is the intellectual property of Unknown worlds entertainment and I hold no ownership over the character or models. Headcanon redesign and fanwork by me