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prompt #8
Send a prompt and I'll practice writing a ficlet featuring Christopher and Kennith! {COLOR-TV AU} 8. Person A and Person B having a playful argument about something silly.
“But have you tried it?”
“No, of course not, don’t be ridiculous—”
“Then you’ll never know if it’ll work!” Kennith exclaimed, throwing his hands out in front of him for emphasis. “I’m tellin’ ya, Christopher: all you gotta do is hold up another mirror to reflect the beams back! Then you won’t get burned!” 
“It’s not that simple,” Christopher repeated for the umpteenth time, pinching the bridge of his nose. “The mirrors don’t produce normal light, it’s infused with magic. My magic. A normal mirror wouldn’t do anything against that.” 
Kennith tsked. “Then why don’t you enchant the mirror you’re holding? Would that work?” 
“No, because then that mirror will rebel against me, too. Alone, the mirrors aren’t confident enough to stand up to me. But once one starts, the rest begin to follow. I’m willing to bet that the mirror in my hand would just start to burn me through the frame or handle I’m holding.” 
Suddenly, Kennith lit up with an idea, bracing his hands across his desk in excitement. “Ooh! Ooh! What if…! I invented a way to turn your bat into a projectile? Huh? So that you wouldn’t have to run over to the mirror and risk being burned??” 
“I can just throw the bat.” Christopher stared at Kennith like he was stupid, which made Kennith visibly deflate. “And what you’re describing is just a gun, Kennith. I’m not shooting a gun in my house. Especially not as frequently as I’ll need to in order to keep the mirrors at bay.” 
Kennith looked back at him dully. “You just have an answer to everything, dont’cha?” 
“I’ve only been living with my magic for, oh, I don’t know, the entirety of my life? You think I haven’t tried everything?” Christopher rolled his eyes, leaning back in his chair. “And all you’ve been suggesting so far are practical solutions to a magical problem. I’m telling you, they simply won’t work.” 
Kennith scoffed, rolling his eyes as well. “That’s a load of hooey. Magic-shmagic, big deal. All problems can be solved with just a bit of ingenuity!” he declared proudly, an eager gleam in his eyes. 
“Oh, is that what you call it.” 
“You simply haven’t had access to someone as brilliant and talented as me before!” Kennith added, pointedly ignoring Christopher’s comment. “What if I made you a heat-resistant suit? Or a reflective suit?”
Christopher heaved a sigh. “Again with the reflective surfaces. My magic works on anything that can be used as a mirror, I’ve already told you.” 
“Then what about the heat-resistant one?” 
“Useless. It’s not normal heat, it’s produced through magic.” 
“Then enchant it or something, I don’t know!” 
“I can only enchant reflective things. Are you even listening?” 
“Bah! Okay, okay!” Kennith fell back down onto his chair with a huff. “Well, what if… what if I set up a system, one with a heat sensor to measure temperature, or a photodiode or photo-resistor to measure brightness, and wire that to a trigger with a hammer that’ll break the mirror the second that it decides to rebel! Huh? What about that?!” 
Christopher blinked, barely having grasped any of that idea. “You won’t be able to detect magical—”
“Oh my god, how can magical ANYTHING be any different from normal stuff?!” Kennith cut him off, his hands flying to his hair to grasp it in exasperation. “Light is light, heat is heat, how can any of it be different?! You break the mirrors with a regular metal bat!” 
“Actually, my bat is very slightly magical and is somewhat a part of me, but let’s not get into that,” Christopher clarified briefly before moving on. “I wouldn’t expect you to understand this, but the aspect of the mirror being a mirror is what is enchanted. The glass itself is not a magical item or manifestation, therefore I can break it with any object.” 
Kennith blinked, barely having grasped any of that concept. “I… wh… wha??” 
“See? You don’t know what you’re talking about,” Christopher concluded with a dismissive wave. 
“Wait, no, no, I still think I’m onto something!” Kennith shot back, standing up and slamming his hands on his desk with renewed vigor. “I’ve just got to think! I still don’t get any of your magic baloney, but there’s gotta be something I can try!” 
There was a pause.
Then Christopher spoke up, genuinely confused. “Why are you so interested in helping me with this?” 
Kennith only gave him a shrug. “I dunno, I’ve got nothing better to do, I guess? Plus, the more that we can avoid the risk of you being burned, the more likely you’ll be willing to use your magic on the show! Riiiight?” he asked, leaning forward excitedly. 
Christopher leaned back in turn with a frown. “...I suppose I have nothing to lose. The mirrors eventually catch me off guard anyhow,” he grumbled reluctantly. 
Kennith pumped his fist in the air with a triumphant, “Yes!” 
“But I must reiterate,” Christopher began before Kennith could get too excited, “that your machinery and other harebrained schemes don’t mix well with my magic. They are of two separate worlds entirely.” 
“Yeah, well…” Kennith shrugged again. “Do you have any better ideas, oh resident magic expert?” 
Christopher opened his mouth to speak, before promptly closing it, as he didn’t have anything to say to that. 
“Exactly.” Kennith nodded. “Which brings me to my next idea: what if you broke a mirror… with a mirror?” 
Christopher stared at him, baffled. “And what would that accomplish?” 
“I dunno. But what if?” 
“You’re just grasping at straws at this point.” 
“No, I’m throwing spaghetti at the wall until something sticks!” Kennith corrected him, the phrase leaving Christopher dumbfounded for just the briefest moment. “You can’t just give up, you’ve gotta keep trying something! Anything!” 
Christopher scoffed. “You’re persistent, I’ll give you that.” 
“Thank you~!” Kennith beamed at him. That had to be the first compliment Christopher had ever given him! 
“...Persistently foolish,” Christopher added after a beat with a grin.
Kennith slumped in his chair, pouting with his arms folded.
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veeeffvee · 6 days
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Finally sat my ass down and finished the thumbnail sketches for the animatic, and it appears that I have approximately 38 drawings left to go! FUN!
...I'll be honest guys, the last time I gave an update on the animatic was the last time I had even touched it. Which was exactly a month ago. Lmao.
So... I'm cooked :'D
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veeeffvee · 6 days
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we just keep naming bugs like this
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veeeffvee · 7 days
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You know what lives rent-free in my head
The fact that someone on TikTok stole my art of Christopher to make a dakimakura of him
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veeeffvee · 7 days
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Has your #1 comfort character committed a crime?
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veeeffvee · 7 days
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as an aroace, im particularly dangerous, because i wont fuck or marry. i only know how to kill.
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veeeffvee · 7 days
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CARNIEEEE!!!!! :D (*grabby hands*)
Oh my gog this looks so good, thank you so much!! Aah I never thought this silly carnival boy would ever get fanart, this is so awesome!!!
(And yes I can guarantee he's hit people over the head with his cane before, particularly anyone who demands a refund for all the rigged carnival games. Probably likes to trip people with it too hahaha)
Man this poor guy's gonna need to figure out how to bandage an entire half of his face lmao
* B r e a t h e s *
OK I always get incredibly nervous making fanart for others but oMG I could not resist. He's so silly! I would've made this much sooner but didn't have my stuff with me... Anyways
I really hope you like it @veeeffvee :D
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Also uh... this. 💀
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100% bet he's debated hitting stupid people with his cane before.
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veeeffvee · 7 days
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sorry if it's a stupid question but what did dizzy mean with "I guess I'm the host of COLOR-TV now" in episode 4? im rereading through the chapters but i cant really tell what shes referencing sorry
Kennith is dizzy.
From the wheel lmao.
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veeeffvee · 9 days
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I kinda just threw this on outta nowhere in the previous post, but anyway yeah. My headcanon name for the girl from Happy Days is "Winnie White." Sorta like Minnie Mouse, you know? Because she's a cartoon? Plus there's a play called Happy Days where the main character is named Winnie, and I thought it fit.
I was gonna keep it a secret until a good opportunity presented itself for me to reveal it, but I give up. I just wanna stop calling her "the girl from Happy Days" now. I've been broken.
Feel free to use the name with credit, because tbh I think anything is better than calling her "Slurpee."
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veeeffvee · 9 days
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Was busy traveling all day and couldn't decide which one to choose.. and I was a little worried maybe other people might've submitted already too... UH, how does this one sound from the list? "That's not the worst thing I've ever heard but it's certainly up there." Did I do this right-?
Send a sentence starter and I'll practice writing a ficlet featuring Christopher and Kennith! {COLOR-TV AU}
“...That’s not the worst thing I’ve ever heard, but it’s certainly up there,” Christopher said after a pause, giving Kennith a flat look. 
“Whaaat? Come on, it’s totally a good idea,” Kennith replied with a wide grin, trying his best to sound convincing. Which didn’t go very far when talking to someone like Christopher. “You get your squad together, show up to an episode of COLOR-TV, and do a bunch of team-based challenges together! It’ll be fun!”
Christopher bristled. “They’re not my—” he began indignantly, before taking a breath and trying again. “We are not a squad, as people are so keen on putting it. We’re hardly even friends.” He paused. “Well I suppose the girls are friends, but they just like to follow me around for some ungodly reason.” 
Kennith’s head tilted to the side, slightly confused. “If you’re not friends, then why do you like to dance with Winnie, and ask a bunch of favors from Obsequious?” 
��Because they’re both idiots who will do what I say.” 
“See? You are a squad! You’re clearly the leader!” 
“I am not their leader!” Christopher very nearly yelled, much to Kennith’s amusement. While Kennith struggled and failed not to laugh, Christopher took another breath to calm himself. “I do not even want to be associated with those… buffoons. They just so happened to take quite a liking to me, the reason for which I have not the slightest idea. What kinds of friends show up to my mansion uninvited almost every day?!”
“The best kind,” Kennith said with a cheeky wink. “Come on, you said they’ll do anything you ask them to, why not command them to be on the show? They’re obviously gonna do it.” 
“They would. But I refuse to take part in it.” 
Kennith pouted. “Aww, why not?” 
“You’re lucky I’m still even at your studio after the fiasco during my episode,” Christopher reminded him, his tone cold. “I don’t want to do an episode with those two, that’s final. Only disastrous things follow those two, I swear.” 
“Oh come on, they can’t be that bad, you’re exaggerating!” Kennith rolled his eyes, thinking Christopher’s clearly just being dramatic. “The first episode featured Obsequious, and that went well! Mostly.” 
Christopher folded his arms, glancing away while his eyes narrowed. “Yes, well, apart they’re harmless. But together they just feed into each other’s inane ideas and antics.”
“Aww, cute. I’d ship ‘em.”
“Kennith.” 
The TV show host held up his hands defensively. “Alright, alright!” he said with a chuckle. Looks like he’d need to switch tactics and be more lenient, as bad of an idea as that is with Christopher. “What would it take for you to be on the episode, huh? I’m open to negotiating.” 
That gave Christopher pause, and he looked back at Kennith curiously. There we go, he’d piqued his interest. Much better. 
“...Give me three months of paid vacation, where I don’t need to show up to the studio to be on standby like usual.” 
Kennith blanched. “WHAT?! No!” 
“Fine, then you won’t get your episode.” 
“A week!”
“Four months.” 
“Two weeks!” 
“Six months.” 
“A month!” 
“Deal,” Christopher agreed, shaking Kennith’s hand. Judging by the grin on his face, it seemed like he had been aiming for a month this entire time. “A pleasure doing business with you, Kennith.” 
“Yeah, yeah,” Kennith grumbled, withdrawing his hand with a pout. That wasn’t a very good deal. Now he had to rework a bunch of potential episodes for the schedule later on. Dammit. “So you’ll ask them?” 
“Of course, I am a man of my word.” 
“No you’re not.” 
“Hahaha,” Christopher laughed, obviously forced. “Oh, Kennith. We both know that as far this arrangement of ours goes, I most certainly am. Unless you would like to abuse—I mean, exercise your power?” he drawled, sarcastic. 
Kennith tilted his head up, trying to appear taller as he glared at Christopher. Of course, it didn’t work because Christopher was a foot taller than him, but at least he looked a bit more standoffish. “Depends. Are you actually gonna participate in the episode?”
Christopher put a hand to his chin, humming thoughtfully. “Hmm, I don’t believe that was part of the deal.”
“WHAT?!” 
“You said, and I quote, ‘What would it take for you to be on the episode?’ I never said I would participate. I simply agreed to show up,” Christopher replied with one of his signature Cheshire cat smiles. 
Kennith stared at him. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”
“Naturally.”
Kennith sighed, bringing a hand to his forehead. “What will it take for you to participate in the episode.” 
“Another month?”
“No. I can’t just have you not show up to work for that long.” 
Christopher hummed. “Hmm, fair enough,” he said with a shrug. As much as he’d like to keep haggling for more, he did want to keep his job. Not because of the money, but because it was the most entertaining thing in his life at the moment, unfortunately. “How about this: during the episode, you are not to yell or rush me in any way. Doing your humiliating challenges is hard enough, I do not need your screeching in addition to that.”
Kennith brought an indignant hand to his chest. “I don’t screech! My voice isn’t screechy, it’s fun!” he protested. In response, Christopher gave him a look without saying anything. “What, you don’t think I sound fun?” 
“It’s best if I don’t answer that,” Christopher said flatly. “Are my terms agreeable?”
Kennith rolled his eyes. “Yes, they’re agreeable, fine. I’ll just yell at the other two, I guess.” 
“Do as you wish with them, I couldn’t care less.” 
That piqued Kennith’s interest. “Would you let me boss them around like they would for you?” 
Christopher paused to consider that, before glancing away. “...No.”
“Aww come on, what?? Are they your friends or not?” 
“They aren’t my friends, but I’m not just going to let you—” 
“So you’re a squad?” 
“WE’RE NOT A SQUAD!” 
Kennith grinned. “Sure you are. The Monochrome Squad.” 
Christopher let out a frustrated groan at the team being given a title. “Don’t call us that!” 
“Ohhh, so you guys are an ‘us’ now?” 
“KENNITH!” 
“Okay, okay! Hahaha…”
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veeeffvee · 9 days
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SUCCESS
Apparently Christopher's directory page on MWTM uses Javascript, which I need to ask Tumblr permission to use??? I've been using that theme for his directory page for YEARS and now I've gotta ask permission?? Since when????
I just wanted to update the links to all the images on his blog because for some reason, I can't have the images hosted on Google Drive anymore, I've gotta link them right from Tumblr. So my header on my blog and that image of Christopher on the bottom right on MWTM needed to be updated
I feel like I'm doing all this work for the desktop themes for nothing because it seems like 90% of Tumblr users are on mobile 😭
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veeeffvee · 9 days
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since the distortionist came out in 2017 and christophers 17 in the song then technically that'd make him 24 now so your hc is correct now lol
I mean sure, if that's what'll get people off my back about it, then I'll take it! >:D
Happy 24th birthday Christopher!!! 🥳🎉
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veeeffvee · 9 days
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Begging and pleading Tumblr to let me access my DMs without needing to click on a blog beforehand
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veeeffvee · 12 days
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PLEASE send writing prompts 🙏
Or should I reblog a different meme
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veeeffvee · 12 days
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Misc prompts #1
Bunch of random prompts before I head on over to vrchat for the night!
“Don’t think I’ve ever seen you so in your element before?”
“Can we just stay a while and count the stars?”
“You’ve got some nerve.”
“You’ve made things worth it again.”
“Life’s full of mysteries.”
Person A making Person B join them on a walk
“I don’t have anything to fear as long as you’re with me.”
Person A and Person B having a playful argument about something silly.
Person A trying to hide their laughter as Person B tries VR for the first time.
Person A teaching Person B how to cook.
“I’m such a mess.” “No, WE are a mess.” (affectionate)
“We really lucked out huh?”
“You know some days you remind me of them.”
Person A and Person B having to babysit their friends kid(s)
Person A and Person B leaving their kid for the first time.
Person A thinking of old memories they shared with Person B after their gone.
“I may be faithless but you are my temple.”
“You ever think back and wonder, what could I have done.”
“You’re the strangest person I’ve ever met and that’s a feat!”
“Some how I imagined things to turn out different even though I knew this path was the one set in stone.”
“I’d defy fate for you but I could never ask you to do the same.”
Person A leaving little notes around their house leading up to a surprise for Person B.
Person A visiting a grave(s) of their friend(s) mindlessly talking to Person B even though they aren’t there.
“How’d you get hurt?”
“Who did it.”
“I’m going to kill them.”
Person A getting angry at Person B’s friend for letting Person B get hurt.
“You mean everything to me, please don’t go.”
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veeeffvee · 12 days
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A FEW VARIOUS SENTENCE STARTERS
❝ i wouldn't find the need to tell you 'i told you so' if you weren't so allergic to admitting i'm right. ❞
❝ there are better hills to die on but i find this one quite comfortable. ❞
❝ would you come with me please? i adore your company. ❞
❝ that's not the worst thing i've ever heard but it's certainly up there. ❞
❝ i would love to help you but i'm afraid i'm suffering from a terrible case of 'it's not my problem.' ❞
❝ could you just think about anyone other than yourself for once? ❞
❝ i'm not going to stand here and argue with you about how much you need to get some rest. if i find you passed out on the floor i'm leaving you there. ❞
❝ would you be a dear and shut the hell up. ❞
❝ i know i need help but i'm not quite ready to ask for it. ❞
❝ do you know where we're going or are we just trying to get lost now? ❞
❝ i have confided this in you, please do not betray that trust. ❞
❝ do you like it here? with me? ❞
❝ are you still happy? with me, i mean. with us. ❞
❝ i didn't lie, i simply presented a selective truth. ❞
❝ do you actually like spending time with me? because i feel like all you do is argue. ❞
❝ one of us will eventually have to have the strength to be honest with ourselves about each other. ❞
❝ i want to tell you something i just need a moment to figure out the right words. ❞
❝ if you were the religious type i would challenge god to win your devotion. ❞
❝ don't tell me to quit being melodramatic it's the only time i have any fun. ❞
❝ were you ever going to tell me or were you just going to make me guess what you're thinking and feeling. ❞
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veeeffvee · 12 days
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I wanna do something silly and reblog some writing prompt ask memes
I gotta practice writing again, I'm kinda jealous that my sister can just do it whenever like it's nothing lmao
Send as many as you want, just know that atm I can only write Christopher and Kennith together so like. Keep in mind that whatever quote you send in, one of them is gonna say it to the other lmao
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