"Sunsprite's Eulogy" | Passerine animatic 

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"You calling me a mortal, Philza?” “That depends.” Philza smiled gently. “Do you still think it’s an insult?”

“Tommy,” Wilbur whispered into Tommy’s hair, “you were six.” This is what got me

"Death. Such a small word for such a big thing."

I think the saddest part of Passerine was of the insignificance of it all. For example, Niki and Tubbo were and are such amazing people, but it really shows how fleeting life is and how true talent isn't appreciated. Tubbo and Tommy never got to meet, and Niki died an undeserving death. If you think about it, Sapnap wasn't the enemy, and Dream wasn't either. The fact that they were put at the end really hammers home that point. Such a beautiful story and such a beautiful animation.

Why did I just die

“I tickled them.” Technoblade said. “Oh.” “To death.” _"Oh."_

Goodbye, Technoblade. Go to that field of flowers, where all finished stories go. Yours will never be forgotten.

Technoblade never dies, the voices urged, promised, cursed. “I guess we’ll have to see,” Technoblade replied, and began to laugh.

Every person in the SMP is gonna be either confuse, impressed, or just knows what the fans have been reading-

“At fifteen years old, Tommy was the oldest he’s ever been, but he never felt so young” - Chapter 3

“My life was fulfilled the day I met you and Tommy,” Techno said. “Everything that came after was an epilogue I frankly didn’t deserve. After we get him back, someday-not someday soon, I hope, but someday, I want to get to follow you to wherever finished stories go.” This will forever be my favorite part

I’m not trying to plague every video with sadness from the recent news, but I had to come and admire the beauty of this animatic to honor both sadist’s skill and techno’s whole existence.

“Niki hoped, at the very least, they would plant the prettiest flowers over her grave”

Philza: “wow this is amazing!” Tommy: “why...why am I dead?”

"Techno tied his hair back in a simple knot; there would be no intericate braids for a while, no flowers heavy with meaning"

"Now Wilbur held his brother-a baby no longer, but still so, so small-to his chest as they walked through the quiet, empty camp. Wilbur spoke the words he'd first spoken to his brother all those years before, over an over, like an enchantment or a prayer to bring him back to life once more. 'I will love you forever, I will love you forever, I will love you forever." But this time, Tommy did not wake up." ITS BEEN SO LONG BUT THIS STILL HITSSSSSS :((

“Technoblade? That’s a stupid name.” - Tommy “The Green Army? That’s a stupid name.” - Technoblade

Philza Minecraft: *exists* His fans: I diagnose you as ✨DAD✨

"It was a sad song. It was a happy song. It was a song of a summer day from years ago, tucked between faded memories like a flower pressed between the pages of a heavy book, now dusted off and clean. It was a song of an artist mother and a warrior father, and sons that were both. It was a song about the grass beneath Wilbur’s feet and the sweet scent of flowers in his lungs. It was a song about war and ruin, and grief and loss, and the nightmares that still managed to take him by surprise even when he was awake, and living anyway. It was a song about love and all the ways to say it: sacrifice and a cup of hot tea waiting at his desk, chess during the lazy days and music during the hard ones, leaving and staying, remembering and forgetting. It was a song about family, born or made or found or rediscovered. It was Tommy’s grave at his back. Mother’s unfinished painting. Father’s necklace around his neck. And when the final note echoed off into silence, there was no standing ovation, no raucous applause. Just like the voices for the past two years, six months and three days, there was only silence. It was the most beautiful sound." - Chapter 7

i’m not a sentimental man, but something keeps bringing me back here. i remember when this first came out, i remember the emotions it evoked. but the line between emotions from fiction and emotions of reality is a line better not crossed. it should be apparent to us all now that the man we see here and the man that he was created via are not the same. one is a monster, and the other is… what? nothing, now? a memory? i don’t know. I don’t have to know. i’m waxing poetic in a youtube comment section of a dead fandom.

“And Niki hoped that they would plant the most beautiful flowers on her grave”

“At fifteen years old, Tommy was the oldest he’d ever been, but he never felt so young” JEEURND

"It was felt by a soldier knocking on the door of a home he could no longer recognize. When his sister opened the door, he swore she didn’t recognize him, either. But then she threw her arms around him, sobbing into his dirty shirt, and they fell onto the wooden floors that carried the weight of their shared childhoods in its scratches and dents. He held her and cried and was known." HOLY SHIT I LOVE PASSERINE TUBBO

"Techno watched Tommy fall backwards, impossibly slow. It took a moment for the reality to sink in - Techno could only watch, utterly numb, utterly cold, utterly lost inside his own head"

“Tommy, Wilbur whispered into Tommy’s hair, you were six” *incessant crying*

Technoblade never dies, Echoed throughout the seas and dykes Heard through mountains and skies Said through the land where the legend had lie. All of us who took to heart of his passing will forever sing in a thousand cries… Technoblade never dies

“Does this mean we’re friends?” “Obviously.” Hits me every time.

"Niki hoped, at the very least, that they would plant the prettiest flowers over her grave."

Please this fanfiction could be it's own fucking novel. It was so beautiful and so passionate and oh my gods so terribly heartbreaking. `` *War.* Such a small word for such a big thing. `` `` *Death.* Such a small word for such a big thing. `` `` *God.* Such a big word for such a small thing. ``

So, despite the world waiting for him beyond the sapphire sky, he turned to look at his son one last time. His golden boy with the golden smile. And he hugged him. It was a simple thing, a quiet thing, that parents have been doing for their children since the very concept of parenthood was created. But still, to Phil, it felt like a revelation. Every version of Tommy hugged him back.

The fact that the only spoken words are "TOMMY! nonononono" Hits so fricking hard

''Most days, it felt as if he was mourning two dead sons instead of one.'' - Philza, Passerine: Chapter 6.

Came here to see Techno again, this fanfic was the best I've ever read. And when he gives his immortality away to Phil, I laughed not knowing that a year from then he'd really give it up and leave. We'll miss him, every day we'll think of him. Good luck Techno

"It was felt by an old neighbor looking after the shop of the kind girl who always had been so kind to him. A sign stood at the door. Closed indefinitely, it said, but the neighbor knew it would be closed forever. And still he’d come, day after day. His wife was gone and so was the kind girl. But the flowers, oh, they still needed watering."

What does slaughtered mean? " "I tickled them. " "Oh." "To *death* " "OH"

i bought the youtooz so it can animate my videos for me

“I don’t need to be protected, Wilbur,” Tommy said weakly. “Then why do you always look so sad?”

”Tommy’s eyes drifted shut. _His mother’s laughter had never sounded clearer.”_

“I don’t kick and *scream* ,” Tommy huffed, “I let out a manly *whine* .”

“Once upon a time, Wilbur’s aim had been so poor, it would have taken nothing short of divine intervention to correct it. So Techno corrected it.”

The only colored things in the entire video were the yellow flowers. Sadist’s conveyance through detail is next-level.

"Tubbo could almost see himself shaking the prince awake. And the prince would blink drowsiness from his eyes, ask Tubbo who he was, and Tubbo would say, “A friend,” and maybe in another life that wouldn’t be a lie. Tubbo’s cheeks felt warm. He knew he must be crying. He knew he must be sad. But for whom? Who was he even mourning? His kingdom’s prince, yes, but the harsher truth, a stranger. A stranger whose laughter still faintly echoed in Tubbo’s head like a half-remembered song from a distant childhood. A stranger who’d gambled his life for his kingdom and lost it a heartbeat away from victory-if this bitter thing could even be called that. A stranger that felt like no stranger at all. But a stranger nonetheless, Tubbo reminded himself. And through a blur of tears, Tubbo saw what the general had left behind, tucked gently behind the prince’s ear, like a final offering: a single yellow rose." -Passerine, chapter 4 I believe

*_“Immortal life. That should be an oxymoron.”_* -Thcscus, Passerine

"His Tommy, lying so still in his brother's arms. His Tommy, who braided his hair with sweet-smelling flowers. His Tommy, who was quick to anger but quicker to laugh. His Tommy." - Chapter 5

Passerine just _FEELS_ different after July 1st Watching Techno playing the violin and Wilbur playing the guitar feels very nostalgic in a sort of tragic and sorrowful way... These tears aren't for Tommy, it's for Techno

Ik this is almost a year old, but I still wanted to add my favorite quote, I noticed nobody said, “And looking at Tommy’s peaceful face was what finally, finally, made Technoblade-emperor of ice, blood god, destroyer of worlds-cry.”

‪”At seventeen years old, Tubbo was the oldest he’d ever been, but he never felt so young.” Ngl passerine is one of the best fics I’ve read in the long time I’ve been reading fics! I’m glad that others get to enjoy it (and cry)

“We’ll play for you,” Techno vowed. “When we get home, we’ll play for you as many times as you want, Tommy. I’ll let you beat me when we spar. I’ll let you braid my hair, or even cut it all off if you want to. Anything you want, just keep your eyes open.”

don't mind me, just watching old fan man wilbur content and,,, reflecting,,,,

It's been almost a year.... I'm still crying.... "I would've hunted them down with you Philza, the people who did that to your town. I would have given you your vengeance on a silver platter. I would have given you the world." -Passerine Technoblade I don't know why but I love this quote. (Edit) THANK YOU GUYS FOR THE LIKES! Damn another year goes by and now I'm gonna cry over this all over again. Should I read Passerine again?? Also I still think this might be my favorite quote. It's just so perfectly sad 😭

"Then they stepped back, surveying their work. Tommy was polished. Tommy was spotless. Tommy was dead."

The worst part is that he and Tubbo never got to meet.

This Hurts a bit more now. TECHNO NEVER DIES

I would have played for techno, let him braid my hair and more. All for him to keep his eyes open

"After all, domesticated dogs, someone once said, still fucking bite" -Passerine

_''Niki hoped, at the very least, that they would plant the prettiest flowers over her grave."_

People mourned the beauty of a wilting rose, but an unblooming bud would give a quieter heartache - blujamas, thcscus Death. Such a small word for such a big thing. - blujamas, thcscus

This hits in the gut after you finally finish reading the entire fic; it really shows the pain of living but the happiness that it’s worth. Sure, death is sweet, and running away seems free, but enjoy the life you have while you still have it. You never know how much you might regret not doing something.

Fun fact: the "TOMMY" Is from when tommy almost punches wilbur off a bridge in the nether

"That is what it feels" someone gasped, "To lose everything" This part broke me

Watching this after the recent news, i wonder if techno thought of this video before he passed and was like "wait a minute...this is not how the story actually goes at all... SCAM" imma go cry again

tommy's eyes drifted shut. his mother's laughter had never sounded clearer.

"You know children never really care about why their parents leave. They only care that they did. It's a blessing, I suppose, that I never truly was a child, even when I was young." -Wilbur Soot Chapter 5

techno would be so disappointed with all the wilbur stuff. coming back here always reminds me of a better time. thanks, sadist :)

Long ago, we came here grieving for Tommy. Now, we grieve for Techno. Heartbreaking

In the fanfic Niki's line killed me Niki hoped, at the very least, that they would plant the prettiest flowers over her grave.

“A father’s arms never forgot the shape of a child.” 😔

it hurts watching the people you found comfort in become monsters

It really hits differently after reading the fanfic😭 Love how Sadist was able to tell almost the complete story in this 💛

Fun fact: the author of Passerine said on Twitter that at the time she didn't know what mumza's boundaries were on fanfics, so she wrote her as the Samsung smart fridge (which is also why she's never mentioned by name)

“What gave me the strength to leave the night my wife died, Techno, was the knowledge that you were staying behind. I’d seen what you were becoming to the boys, and what the boys were becoming to you. I knew I could leave, because they had you.”

Rewatching this at the beginning of July, 2022, this hits differently. Seeing this after recent news.. This animation served as my techno cosplay inspiration, and now... I feel like Wilbur at 2:20... Devastated and confused. But I know that I'll be ok. I'll smile as I dawn my cosplay. I'll remember his laugh and his light in my dark times. Thank you SAD-ist for this animation, it holds a special place in my heart now.

Even after all these years, this animatic still gets me. The things I would do to read Passerine again for the first time...

"The older prince-Wilbur, then, not Wilby; gods know what Techno would have said and done if the man had truly named his son Wilby-"

“He was fifteen,” Philza croaked. “He died for your war at fifteen.” “And you abandoned Wilbur at fifteen.” The Green God sighed wearily.

“God. Such a small word for such a big thing.” “Death. Such a big thing for such a small word.”

As a classical guitarist i will now make it my life’s mission to convince one of my violin playing friends to learn this duet with me, I’ve been obsessed with alexandra whittingham because of this beautiful animation for a while now

HAHA TOMMYINNIT COMMENTING “why did i just die” IS GLORIOUS

I can just imagine Tommy reacting to this and being like “I don’t remember this” “why are there so many roses” “What”

It hits different, it makes me feel sad again and again. Rest in Peace Technoblade

So I’m not the only one who returned

“Niki hoped, at the very least, that they would plant the prettiest flowers over her grave.” Passerine, Chapter 4

"Of all the things that could have broken him, Techno didn’t understand why it had to be the sight of Tommy actually looking clean."

0:35 As a guitarist who know how to play cafe 1930, i was quite impressed that you animated the finger playing right. Amazing job!

What I find funny is that this SMP is more than a Minecraft game. It’s a story that means just as much to people as a movie. Like Star Wars or Harry Potter. This mere role play among friends is so important in many lives and to provide inspiration and a story that can alter perspectives, even lives.

Tommy : "what's *slaughtered* mean" Techno: "I tickled them" Tommy: "oh" Techno: "To death" Tommy: _"oh"_ _-Passerine Chapter 2_

Passerine gets you attached to Tommy. Kills Tommy. Has you hope for another three long chapters that Tommy will be revived. And ends with a heartbroken Wilbur, a mortal and pained Techno, once again disappeared Philza, and a dead Tommy.

I am not much of a Dream SMP fan anymore and I barely read fanfictions but this one still breaks me. Also, Rest in Peace, Technoblade. Your story will be remembered.

“If I had to describe myself in middle school, I’d be the same as I am now but instead of having a will to live, I’d. be really good at playing violin” -Technoblade 🕊

“This one’s my favorite, because it means friendship.” “Are we friends then?” “Well, obviously.” “Obviously?”

YALL THE LETTER "Techno, Tell the boys I'm sorry, and tell Wilbur he will be a better king than me."

This animation hits so different when you actually know what happens in the story😭😭😭

the part at 2:13 to 2:31 makes me cry so so much cause it shows how much wilbur had to mature in such a short amount of time 😭

“Dad...?” he whispered. Philza sighed, and, in a quiet, broken voice, he said, “This isn’t real, is it?” Tommy stared at him blankly. And then he began to smile.

“What does slaughtered mean?” “I tickled them” “Oh” “To death” “OH” That part had me dead lol

“And it was true that Tommy was 15. Yet he would never make it past 15.” Dont know if I got that quote right-

This just hits harder now.. Rest in peace, Technoblade.

"She hoped, at least, they would plant the prettiest flowers on her grave."

Tommy’s eyes drifted shut. His mother’s laughter had never sounded clearer.