#krabs kreates

[krabs-quill]

phantom gn!reader x royal!sbi? platonic of course.

the reader is an old friend of philza's since phantom's have a long life span, maybe they were a potions dealer and phil at the time was a hunter and potion dealers and hunters were known to be a great pair during that era so they kicked it off but split after that era was over and moved to other professions.

the sbi are running away after their kingdom turned against them, and phil led them to a forest to try and find reader? but when they arrive wilbur, or someone else of your choosing, freaks out cause they think phantom hybrids are dangerous and such.

but before he makes a move, reader folds their wings which means 'surrender' in phantom? fluff ensues :D hope this isn't too much. /gen

old phantom phriend - royal!sbi x phantom!reader

characters: royal!philza, royal!tommy, royal!techno, royal!wilbur

main characters pronouns:they/them

trigger warnings: fire, weapons, death threats, mention of cults, cursing, kinda politics but not really???

authors notes: this was like, surprisingly really fun to do? super neat concept, thank you for the request!!

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Phil had everything planned. His sons couldn't have been able to predict the oncoming rebellion, but Phil sure did. He took extra care in ordering only the most trusted servants and guards to keep Tommy, Wilbur and Techno as isolated in the castle as possible, because if they were to go outside in the public eye in the past 6 months, they'd have an arrow in their neck and crimson on the ground.

Only now do they finally see what's going on- rallies being led to the front drawbridge of the castle and a man standing on a wooden crate. He is slim and lanky. In one hand he held a pitchfork the height of two wine cellar barrels stacked up on each other, in the other he held a large wooden pole with the kingdom's flag slowly engulfing in embers. The crowd smells of sweat, ashes and faux justice.

 “People of this wretched kingdom!” the man on the wooden crate starts, raising the burning flag high over his head. The large ashes fall into the crowd as he continues. The man's words fall on deaf ears, however, as Phil orders his guards to alert the princes of their sudden urgent departure. 

“I can't believe I'm going to see you again- after 40 years and under these circumstances…”

Phil sighs tiredly, discarding his glistening crown on his pristine writing desk, ridding himself of the last piece of physical evidence of his reign. 

Knocks rattle through the large oak door of his bedroom, and a guard speaks with a gruff, urgent tone. 

“My King, the princes have been escorted out of the castle with their belongings. They are safe and waiting for you at the largest oak tree in the far east of the forest. I'll have to escort you now; and fast. Knights at the front lines have turned on us and they are lowering the drawbridge to the townspeople. Do you have all your personal belongings?”

Phil grabs two large leather bags, intricate designs dance across the straps of each one. After slinging them over his shoulder, he then turns to the wall closest to the large windows. 

Hung up on the wall is a longsword. A few scratches on it and a worn handle, but it was loved well and a bow with a sling of obsidian arrows to go with it. Both items have dust covering them as if it's been ages since they've been swung or plucked, Phils fingers quickly grabbing them and cutting through the dusty residue. He nods, following the guard out of his bedroom soon to be ransacked and burned to the ground; his crown placed on the desk surely to be taken by a squalid dictator.

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“PHIL! Phil, what the Fuck is goin on, man?! The whole fuckin towns swarming the castle!”

Tommy yells, his voice panicked and shrill. He stands up immediately from his spot on the lush grass. Taking a good look at him, he carries his own bag prepared by one of his servants before ushering them out of the castle's perimeter. On the surface, he doesn't seem to be equipped with self-defense precautions other than a large rock in his right hand- but Phil can't exactly see into his bag, so he only prays that the former servant packed at least a dagger or something. 

“Listen, I'll explain all that later but right now we need to leave, now. It's not safe here anymore, alright?”

Phil glances around to see his other two sons. 

Wilbur is seen standing a few feet away, a thousand yard stare as his left foot taps away with what anyone could only assume to be a mania of thoughts on his head. Heavy footsteps circle all three of them, as Techno has been orbiting the small clearance around the large tree. A close look at his stone cold expression makes it clear that he's watching for anyone who could possibly sneak up on the unprepared group. 

Wilbur snaps his head up at Phil, “Look at me- Phil. What are we going to do? Because by the look of things, I just happened to notice the rallies of townsfolk with pitchforks and I don't think they seem too happy.” Wilbur babbled. 

Techno quickly introjects, voicing his own concerns.

“Listen, how much did you plan for this kinda thing, exactly? Maybe you didn't notice-” he stops pacing, turning to look at the castle in the distance as one of the corner towers erupt into flames from the inside, “-the castles uninhabitable for us anymore, and we're runnin from an entire KINGDOM. So unless you've got some secret life saving plan, now's the time to tell us. Otherwise, I don't see any way we'll be gettin’ out of this.”

All of them are looking at Phil, waiting for an answer to each of their questions. He sighs, pulling out his old longsword from its sheath. 

“Techno, take this. So, we absolutely can't go back. I've got a plan, we're going to visit an old friend of mine. And we have to go NOW.”

Phil disclosed, setting off into the woods immediately after. Techno takes the sword hesitantly but wields it like an old friend as he follows directly beside Phil. Tommy sputters concern and shock, but it falls on dead ears. Wilbur is the last to move, standing there looking at where his father once stood with wide, squirrely eyes. He flinches when Tommy calls him to catch up. The boys follow Phil into the thick, suffocating woods.

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Each bird that rustles the trees or deer that steps on the dry grass makes the entire group stop each time it happens. Phil has his bow and arrow up and ready, pointed towards the ground as he walks with a cautious eye. 

Techno holds the blade of his sword across his body, ready in case an unruly visitor decides to make an unforeseen appearance. 

Tommy clutches his rock, though it won't do much compared to a sword and bow but perhaps the sweat from his hands would make its way onto the rock to scare away the opponent. 

Wilbur, unlike Tommy, has actually checked his bag prepared by his old servant and finds a decently sized dagger to wield. Not as good as a sword but DEFINITELY better than a sweaty rock. Despite this though, Wilbur seems to be the one most on edge. To no surprise, Wilbur used to be the brother who went the least outdoors. This meant the spontaneous castle lockdown impacted him the least, but the sudden turn of events spawned an intense feeling of shock and confusion at every little thing he failed to be instantly familiar with. This feeling only heightens at an alarming rate as the group arrives at a strange treehouse.

Knock, knock, knock

Phil knocks on the tree three times. A few dead silent seconds pass before odd sounds seem to emit from…inside the tree?

Like clockwork, a long staircase folds out from inside the tree step by step. Techno, Wilbur and Tommy flinch back, a contrast to phils calm and almost excited face. 

Footsteps gradually make their way down the steps, and the more Wilbur sees the more alert he becomes.

Sure, he had never been one for going outside much if at all, but with the castle's grand library to keep him busy, he had learned a few things. A few things about those white markings on blue tinted skin. About those lime green eyes and slim, scaly tail. About those large intimidating wings that could circle prey for hours, and those razor sharp teeth that can bite chunks out of a human's shoulder and soar away in an instant to circle back and make sure they go for the neck next time. 

“Phil? Oh my gosh, phil?! It's been YEARS, man! What're you doing here again- came to pay me a visit, ay?” Y/n jested as they went in for a friendly hug, however instead of Phil they felt he was replaced with a sharp dagger pointed at their throat.

“Hey, hey, hey! Calm down there, pal-” Y/n put their hands up in defense, Wilbur cautiously holding his weapon to their throat.

“Right, I’m telling you now to stay away from Phil- don’t fucking touch Phil you feral monst-” he brings himself to a full stop as he hears a loud swish of the air. He looks from Y/n's wide eyes, to their wings, folded and pressed into their back, at their face, and at their wings again before hesitantly withdrawing his dagger and shuffling back a bit.

Folded wings mean no harm.

If there was anything he remembered at that very moment from the various books he's read, it was that. Y/n's face was alarmed and a bit shocked, sure, but their face seemed to match up with their wings and their intentions were clear; they meant no harm. He fully settled down, giving them more room to move as they slowly put their hands down and relaxed. 

“I'm an old friend. I don't wanna hurt anyone, I promise. You won't see me trying to get damage on anyone here, swear to it.”

Y/n says, still trying to be tentative of their tone. While Y/n seems to be much more forgiving of the sudden out of pocket threats, Phil on the other hand was furious. A hard smack in the back of Wilburs head seemed to get the message through.

“What the hell was that, Wil?!”

Phil scolds Wilbur, with no remorse even after Wilbur hisses and rubs the back of his head in pain. Techno and Tommy burst out laughing, easing up the tension.

“Bruhh, I'm gonna be honest Wilbur, it doesn't seem like you really thought that one through.” Techno chimes in, a taunting grin on his face.

“Man, if I were you Wilbur, I'd be so, SO embarrassed if I were you, but luckily, y’know, I’m me. Me and NOT you, Wilbur.” Tommy boasted with a shiteating smile. 

“Anyway, enough with the smalltalk. What're you doing here, Phil? Haven't seen you in what, 40 years? Shouldn't you be ruling that kingdom I've been hearing about? Also, who are these guys? Never seen them before.”

Y/n gestured towards the three younger boys as they spoke, nodding their head towards the trio. Phil gruffly sighs, remembering the months of resistance against his reign. Y/n notices his sudden change of emotions and intently listens. 

“The kingdom got tired of us. There was lots of gossip about some man who started this huge cult following- something about him being a god or something pretty much. He got so popular that his cult eventually took over the entire kingdom. That's when he convinced all the citizens that he should be king and that we were ‘imposters sent by Lucifer himself’ or something. He overtook the castle, and that's when we all had to sneak away. These three are my sons, Techno, Wilbur, and Tommy.”

Techno nods at Y/n with a brief hello, Wilbur hums to show his presence, and Tommy gives a boisterous “hello there!”

Y/n stands there with a dumbfounded expression before responding. 

“Well first off, hello boys, lovely to meet you. Secondly-” they take a deep breath before continuing, “-WHAT?! They just- ambushed you? Just like that? Man, I mean if the people in that kingdom were THAT easy to persuade into some cult, I don’t think you'd wanna rule there anyway.” 

Smalltalk continues between Y/n and Phil, they offer them all a place to stay for as long as they need. Phil expresses his gratitude to Y/n, but there seems to be another conversation going on. 

“Well go on, Tommy! You ask!”

“WHAT?! No, no, no, if you're so curious about it then why don't YOU ask?!”

“I've gotta agree with Wilbur on this one, Tommy. I mean, if we're gonna be livin’ here then you've gotta start pullin’ your weight, you relied on the serfs too much anyway.”

The huddle breaks as the trio stands up straight. Wilbur speaks up, seeming to act like his normal self again.

“Now, excuse me, Mx. Y/n? Tommy has a bit of a question he'd like to ask you, if you would be so kind.”

Wilbur declares, nudging Tommy forward to urge him to speak. Tommy jerks the side of his back away from Wilbur in annoyance. If you try hard enough, you can hear him angrily mutter “bunch of fuckin wrong ‘uns…” under his breath. Tommy turns to Y/n and Phil, clearing his throat before speaking.

“How do you know Phil?"

….

“Wow, way to make that question really captivatin’, Tommy. Way to go.”

“SERIOUSLY Techno shut the FUCK UP!”

Y/n lets out a snort before answering the question. 

“Ahh, Phil here and I used to be partners waaay back. I was his potion dealer and he was a hunter back when that whole pair was popular- not even sure if you guys were alive for that era. We were real close for a good while before that whole thing died out and we went off to do different things. I've got my own thing and by the looks of it Phil does too. But man, you kept the bow and sword? Those ancient things?”

Y/n nods at the sword that Techno is still holding, though he sheathes it back into its holder now that he feels unthreatened. Y/n reaches up, stretching their back and flaring their wings out to stretch as well before relaxing. 

“Oh, here, come inside! I've got a good amount of extra rooms, so make yourselves at home. Something tells me you'll be here for a while.”

#krabs kreates #mcyt x you #mcyt x platonic reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x gender neutral reader #sbi fanfic #sbi x reader #sbi x y/n #sbi x you #philza x y/n #philza x you #philza x reader #tommyinnit x reader #tommyinnit x y/n #tommyinnit x you #wilbur x reader #wilbur x y/n #wilbur x you #technoblade x reader #technoblade x you #technoblade x y/n

[krabmeat]

“i have fooled the shepherd.”

THIS the mfer that fooled the shepherd??? ong ??

#krabs kreates #tw caps #digital art #digital illustration #the mandela catalogue #gabriel the archangel #tmc fanart #mandela catalouge fanart #fanart #digital drawing #my art #tw religious imagery #tmc gabriel

[krabmeat]

“keep that up and im sending you back to CHRISTIAN HELL!”

genloss!charlie has a hold on me

#krabs kreates #genloss #genloss charlie #charlie slimecicle #slimecicle #slimecicle fanart #charlie slimesicle fanart #tw bright colors #tw eyestrain #tw eye strain #he’s such a guy he’s so solid #his molecules are so compact and hold its shape so well

[krabmeat]

commissions are open!!!!! if anyone’s interested feel free to dm me on tumblr or discord if you have my discord already :]]] please provide refs or any specifics n jazz

#krabs kommunicating #krabs kreates #art commisions #taking commisions

[krabmeat]

“zzzzZzzzZZZZzzzzzzz…..hoooonk mimimimimi…..”

digging him from the ground like scavenging for worms !!!!!

#krabs kreates #one piece #roronoa zoro #zoro #zoro fanart #one piece fanart #digital art #my art #digital illustration #digital drawing #getting sooooo sillyyyy…..vvv sillyyyy #cannot CONTROL IT GRAAAAHHHH

[krabmeat]

im the joker, baby!

#krabs kreates #digital art #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #tw blood #tw glitch #antisepticeye fanart #antisepticeye #jacksepticeye fanart #jacksepticeye #jsegos #septicart

[krabmeat]

“look, i get you guys were looking for a badass demon from hell or something but to be fair its YOUR fault for doing the séance wrong! should never have come when i saw it was a bunch of 12 year old girls in a summer camp…”

this is my first submission for kwites fanart comp on his discord server !!!! drew him as a funky ghost im super happy with how it turned out :]]]

#krabs kreates #digital art #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #tw bright colors #kwite #kwite fanart

[krabmeat]

YOOHOOOOO DOING COMMISSIONS FUCKING FINALLY!!!

starting today YOU can pay ME to draw for YOU !!!

ill probably limit people ill take commissions from to my mutuals and mutuals in law, but besides that WAHOO!! apologies if theres any trouble with money transactions this is my first time using it so pretty pretty please bear with me

dm me if anyones interested! and if theres anything extra wanted in said commission then we can discuss pricing for that as well :]]]

THANK YOUUUU LOVE YOU !!!!

#krabs kommunicating #tw caps #krabs kreates #digital art #my art #digital illustration #digital drawing #tw bright colors #taking commisions #GIVE ME MONEY YAAAYYY!!!

[krabmeat]

“this just in, infamous serial killer by the name of jebediah schlatt sends a message to the police surrounding his current location, his message being, ‘suck my cock and balls im killing a family of four’”

HIII FINALLY DREW !!! this is kind of a part 2 to this post of schlatt in 1970s fashion I wanted to do a semi redraw :]]] the dash and the mutuals spurred up the mcyt thoughts so hell shall swallow me whole in its embrace teehee

#krabs kreates #tw caps #mcyt #schlatt #jschatt #schlatt fanart #jschlatt fanart #digital art #my art #digital illustration #digital drawing #tw bright colors #tw blood #mcyt fanart #jschlatt mcyt #too tired to tag more oops #tw glitch #tw glitching #tw eyestrain

[krabmeat]

“introducing the faces of bunny smiles corp!”

decided to take a break from the animatic im working on to draw jack for the first time! ive seen people use the red black and grey color scheme on this motherfucker and thought it absolutely fucking ATE so i wanted to give it a go! :]]]

#krabs kreates #digital art #tw caps #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #tw bright colors #tw eyestrain #the walten files #twf fanart #twf jack #walten files #jack walten #jack walten fanart

[krabmeat]

putting the existential gay religion poem under a cut for folks who don’t like religious shit :]] (heads up all of my poetry is written with the spoken word intention so if it sounds a bit odd then that’s why !!)

God,

What is your word?

It’s something I’ve heard

Over and over

Again,

And each time

The pastor said

That my queerness is queer

And my knees shall buckle down to you

Sought for forgiveness.

Is that what you said?

Your word is sacred,

Did you know this?

Your word is slew in hatred

And greed.

Latin written words said in gospel

Spread by the churches.

Tithes, indulgences-

Did you send Jesus for this?

For the holy and the pure

To tax the people

Your son died to live as?

What did Jesus endure?

The people couldn’t read your preach.

The words reach

Went as far as your faux disciples

And filtered context to the people.

Please know that I’m feeble.

God, know that I’m feeble and confused.

I want to love you

But I don’t know if your words are even true

Because they’ve been twisted

And turned

And every time

I arrive to the house of Christ before noon

The blood in me feels hated.

And the guilt rises

When I feel I should be elated by your presence

But where is it?

Where are you?

Certainly not in your people?

They preach of life yet want to take mine away,

They preach of love yet ridicule mine,

They preach of forgiveness yet never fail to be so unforgiving,

They preach of trust yet all I see are unfair shields

And god,

God,

I don’t wanna hear them anymore.

God,

They’re telling me what you have in store

For me,

And it makes me terrified.

God,

I’m so scared of you.

So I arrive to the church

In modesty and grief,

And I wash my hands.

I’ve been told I’m undeserving of a pillow

So my god-given-knees rest on hardwood,

And i plea.

I plea to you, god.

I’m sorry.

I’m sorry for my dishonesty

In calling myself a true disciple of you.

I’m told I’m nothing but a ruse

A hoax, disgrace to the highest degree,

God,

But I’ve been told too much.

Please, bless me.

Bless me with the grace of your voice,

Your words flowing through my ears—

Tell me you hate me

And in turn I will redeem.

Tell me you hate me,

And in turn I will scream your gospel.

Tell me you hate me,

And in turn I will shout amen loud enough for you to hear it from the heavens.

Tell me you hate me,

And in turn your people will have valid reason to revere.

But until then, god,

You made me queer.

Until then,

I’m holy until proven unholy.

Because you made this life for me.

Hand crafted with hands made of love.

I was built by you,

And god, I was built in love.

I was built to love, god.

My arms were built to embrace,

They were built so lovingly

And they search for people to love.

My lips speak of

Love unrestrained to man or woman,

Because you create with love

Therefore love is everyone.

My body is made of

Undefined

Because you made me this way for a reason.

So generous of you

To allow me to experience the joy of creation.

My blood bleeds red.

My blood splatters just like his.

My blood will be written in martyrship just like his

Because you’ve made it my mission

To hear your voice.

To hold your hands and feel the blood flowing under your skin

Because you’ve shown me so much love

And it feels like the peoples gospel is just that:

The peoples.

But if it turns out to be true,

Then hell awaits me.

My uncertainty of you

Will have me damned

To a man

You deem just as undeserving of you as I am.

And I will close my eyes,

And I will fall back,

Satisfied.

Because at least then, your truth would be your truth.

And if there’s one thing I’ll pray for,

It’s a closing statement.

In the name of the father, the son, and the Holy Spirit,

Amen.

#krabs kreates #writeblr #poetry #tw religion

[krabmeat]

HI OMG CAN I SEE UR FAVORITE MONSTER PROM CHARACTER W A LOVECORE AESTHETIC PLEASEEE

I HAVE A LOTTA FAVORITES BUT DAMIEN WAS THE EASIEST TO DRAW SO HERES DAMIEN IN A LOVE CORE AESTHETIC :]]]]

SORRY THIS TOOK LIKE FORVEER I GOT SUUUUPER LAZY :’] BUT UTBUT!!! MY FAVORITES ARE DAMIEN, CALCULESTER, INTERDIMENSIONAL PRINCE, DMITRI, AND MILO :DDD

#tw caps #moot pog #krabs kreates #digital art #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #monster prom damien #monster prom fanart #monster prom #damien lavey fanart #damien lavey

[krabmeat]

“pick up the phone, felix”

FUCK YEAHHHH FELIX OUT HERE BEING A NUISANCE (murderer) HES JUST A LITTLE GUY

first walten files fanart and im very very proud! i like the colors a lot im super happy :]]]

#krabs kreates #tw caps #digital art #tw bright colors #tw eyestrain #tw blood #tw repetition #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #the walten files #walten files #twf fanart #felix kranken #twf felix #jack walten

[krabmeat]

“could i maybe ask uh- why you gave me a jar of bugs? hey- please don’t turn the lights out hold on wai- ooouuuuuhhhhh…”

little firefly drawing of mimir before i head to bed !!!!! went kinda messy in the lighting but i think it looks pretty neat :]]]]

#krabs kreates #digital art #digital illustration #my art #digital drawing #monster sona #monster prom #monster prom fanart #my oc art #my oc drawing

[krabmeat]

posting from oldest to newest and the oldest just so happened to be darkiplier in a ballgown

#krabs kommunicating #krabs kreates #my art #darkiplier fanart #markiplier #digital art #digital illustration #digital drawing #markiplier fanart #iplier art #iplier egos #darkiplier #forgot how much i hate tagging shit oh my gosh #tw glitch

[krabmeat]

“okay- okay look hold on in my defense it was between minions or paw patrol cmon guys please-“

HELL YEAHHH THIS HAS GOTTA BE ONE OF MY FAVORITE MIMIR DRAWINGS IVE DONE IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY :]]]] DECIDED TO DRAW A POLAROID OF MIMIR WITH DAMIEN, POLLY AND CALCULESTER GOOFIN AROUND :DDDD VERY WHOLESOME IT MAKES MY HEART HAPPY

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