#THE BROS

[sunny-knight]

THE OG GOOBERS 😭 I need to go to my roots more often theyre so wonderful

eagerly awaiting chapter 3/4 so I can get my hopes up again to see my BOYS

The newsletters are…..ACCEPTABLE for now 🙄

Oh yeah and Kris and everyone else that I love, theyll all be there too. yeah.

ik its just one surface level drawing but…..for some reason it comes with the same amount of yapping as a typical Forgettable AU fanart (why do I do this to myself)

The thought was “its a running gag that Sans eats condiments straight up, I wouldn’t put it above him to eat the leftover stuff when baking.

THEN that spiraled into “omg new headcanon, Papyrus… WE LOVE HIM BUT UNDYNE DOES NOT HELP WITH KNOWING HOW TO COOK so what if hes not all that great at cooking but like INCREDIBLE at baking, just doesnt do it as much cause thats not Undynes style”

Toriel Undyne and Papyrus cooking together- i gotta draw that I have so many interactions in my head already 😭 like

Undyne: NO!!!! STIR HARDER!!!

Toriel: You’ll just make a mess that way!

Undyne: THATS THE POINT, NGAAAAHHHHHHHH *grabs papyrus’ arm and fucks up everything*

No but cooking is like- BAKING MAKES SENSE for Papyrus to be like really good at cause its NUMBERS its a PUZZLE its measurements, seems more his style (autism)

also I was totally giggling adding the stars on his sweater hehehe hes a star

also I had way too much fun drawing Sans licking the spatula without a tongue or opening his mouth

he absorbs it through his teeth

yknow

like a normal person

duh

[lukenewtonlove]

A little ABC for your timeline 🔤

[bernard-the-rabbit]

and they called it puppy love

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[tornado1992]

The world does not deserve some things.

It doesn’t deserve destruction, hate or cruelty.

Sonic has known this for quite a while, being some sort of fighter for nature or a so called “protector” of it by a lot of people, he’s not so sure about that though.

Just as the world can be beautiful it can become dreadful, the world gives origin to everything in it, and that everything is part of the world itself.

The people that live in it are the part that shows the contrast the most clearly, just as some inhabitants are kind, take care of each other and enjoy the wonders it has to offer, there was a few of them that seemed to spite everything that wasn’t like them, everything they didn’t like, and everything that wasn’t theirs. Sonic knows that, he’s been fighting that enough time to be named a protector.

All things considered, to him the world still meant kindness, endless opportunities, adventure… and it meant freedom.

Then it meant something else.

Between all his fighting and running, he met and befriended a lot of the ones that called him a hero before he could even process the title, some of them energetic, some hotheaded, and some unbothered, they reminded him that even if there was despair or tragedy, the world he knew and loved was still there.

At least it was there to him.

Getting to know all the world meant getting almost as much deception and anger as happiness, every new place meant new sceneries, new ways, and new people, and he wouldn’t want it any other way. Even if it meant taking all the damage himself, getting to know everything personally was better than blindly trusting anything he was told, he knew it was worth it; he confirmed it when he went through one of the worst parts to find the absolute best one.

The place wasn’t even bad looking, the nature growing harmoniously beside the artificial work, it gave a peaceful kind of vibe, the people seemed kind and respectful, kids playing and chasing each other while adults looked out for them from afar, even welcoming him with open arms not caring if he was a stranger, “a united and caring community”, no sight of conflict or cruelty came to view, they didn’t seemed to have any hate in them. Only kind words and even warm chilli dogs greeted him. He thought this was the kind of place he would fight for.

That thought lasted less than an hour.

It really doesn’t take much longer than 10 minutes to completely change your perspective of a so called perfect community when after thirty minutes of an apparent peaceful environment you notice the sick looking child they suddenly chase down the woods so he doesn’t “steal their food and gives them bad fortune”. Sonic gives them a full minute of doubt, doubt to himself as what he’s hearing and seeing, because that can’t be right, because it must be a mistake. What reason could there be for a kid to “give bad luck”? Why would a kid need to “steal” food? And why would he be called a “curse”?

Some villager takes a long four minutes to explain the reason for all that, falling down to “that mutant was born with two tails”.

Sonic spends the next five minutes looking for the kid, and restraining himself from committing several crimes.

He had to focus, ending a full village’s whole career can wait, what cannot wait is the fox kit that just ran away from a group of kids leaving a trail of blood behind him. Even in the thick forest tundra it’s easy to see the big droplets of blood on the tree branches, the ground, and the tiny bush that kept trembling.

That’s where he found him.

A fox kit, didn’t looked any older than two, but by what he heard he could even be four. He looked way too tiny to be around four.

Big baby blue eyes greet him, a glassy sight, sorrow, confusion and sadness behind them.

The moment the fox noticed the speedster he tried to run, but the bush was too thick around him, and his back was facing a big tree log, he was trapped, the kid flinched every time he moved towards him, whined whenever Sonic rose to stand, and even started silently tearing up while curling around his tiny bruised body when he tried to reach for him. This kid thought Sonic wanted to hurt him.

How much does a kid has to suffer for his first reaction to some one approaching him being to cry, tremble and try to protect themselves?

Sonic can’t decide what enrages him more, the matted brown fur that surely must mean a long time without proper care for it, the bruised skinny body that trembled every few seconds as if it couldn’t stand by itself, the obviously recent bleeding nose that made the fox kit whimper every time he breathed, or the so clear loud sound of an empty stomach.

This was the result of long period of abuse and neglect, and by the way the kid hugged his twin tails while crying, Sonic would even call it torture.

Sonic couldn’t help him without getting close to him, but the kit wouldn’t let him near him without flinching. Putting the kid through more distress was not an option, but leaving him alone wasn’t one either, and the kid needed help, so he stayed. Sitting beside the trembling bush, taking watch in case some of those hollow hearted villagers came back while thinking of a way of helping the kid.

This is not the kind of help Sonic is used to offer, but he cannot just leave the kit alone. Even if he didn’t know anything about taking care of younger kids, even if his first aid kit was almost empty in his plane far away from him, even if the fox cried at the very sight of him, Sonic won’t leave him alone.

He doesn’t remember feeling like this before. Frustrating, he remembers some adults calling it, a feeling of helplessness, anger, and even sadness that consumes one self through the impossibility of effective action, in his case, the impossibility of helping.

And so he found himself, frustrated, sitting on the forest ground while rubbing his eyes with his hand, who knew, frustration is stressful; he kept at that for a few long minutes, until he felt a slight touch in his back. Finding those big blue eyes when he turned his head, a tiny gloveless paw patting him gently, careful with his quills but yet touching them, trying to comfort him.

This kid could barely stand, was obviously scared, at the verge of tears, and hurting from the beating the other kids gave him; and he was trying to make Sonic feel better.

It was clear now, they didn’t seemed to have any hate in them because they put all the cruelty and hatred in a kid, an innocent, tiny, and so kind hearted kid. The same village that greeted Sonic with kind words and offered him warm food was willing to let a literal toddler starve, if he wasn’t killed by the village’s youngest inhabitants first. All over something that wasn’t even bad, it wasn’t even his fault.

That won’t do.

Looking less distressed than before but still trembling wasn’t an ideal state to approach the twin tailed kit, but again, the kid needed help, the most urgent now being probably first aid, but Sonic sadly knew that the thing that would calm down the kid more would be something to eat.

Sonic offered him a smile, an attempt to soothe him, standing as slowly as he could not to scare the kid, and running as fast as his legs allowed him to return with four chili dogs was the game plan, managing to startle the kid a little bit with his rushed return, with the most difficult part of the plan being convincing the kid that the food was for him, that he could eat, that it wouldn’t hurt him, that Sonic wouldn’t hurt him.

Words might be useful to communicate that, but they just might, this kid was obviously casted away from society, who knew since when, he might not even understand him, well, if he used words that is, for now he hopes his smile would do (that and him eating a chili dog himself so the kit would know it’s safe).

It took a while, but it seemed like the fox’s empty stomach finally convinced him to eat, his hands trembling as he grabbed the supper, eyes getting a different kind of teary as he took his first bite, his twin tails wagging as he devoured his second chili dog.

Sonic wasn’t much of a baby person, sure they were cute and all he didn’t saw the big deal, all babies were the same. But seeing this little kid, a hurt toddler, starting to smile and wet his eyes over something as simple as warm food.. while a part of him was burning with rage, another part of him couldn’t help but think that he wanted to see this kid truly smile.

He wonders how could anyone see this kid with anything but love.

So he stayed around him, always with a smile, but even bandages, chili dogs, and big smiles couldn’t help much with the kids perspective of the word, much less the perception of himself.

The only world the fox knew before Sonic was a merciless one, rejection, hate and cruelty being its main traits, with bad people who would hunt him down, hit him and hurt him because he was the bad one, just for existing in the same time and place as all of them, but not being the same as them. He believed he really was the bad one for some time.

Sonic wouldn’t allow that for any longer, so he took the best part of the world with him and never planned to return it.

His life wasn’t the ideal deal for a toddler, he couldn’t give him a traditional family structure, a roof over his head, or a warm bed, but he also didn’t trusted anyone else to take care of him, he didn’t trusted the world to take care of him. So he would take the job himself, this kid wouldn’t go a day without warm food, he would never lack shelter, and as long as Sonic was around, he would always protect him.

But Sonic still was a hero.

Sonic fought and ran, ran and fought, and when the running and fighting from him alone seemed like not enough, the kit didn’t even doubted risking his own life to help him.

After a life of suffering, as little and scared as he was, at barely four years old, he still wanted to protect the world that wronged him.

The world doesn’t deserve this kid.

But it was the world itself that gave Sonic the title of protector, guardian, and hero; he knows there are things worth fighting for, far more than the things that wouldn’t deserve any kind of protection.

He won’t deny the title, ever.

Because even if some day everything around him comes down, everyone gets mad and bad, and his own hope is questioned, he’ll still have a reason to fight.

After all, this kid is his world.

[tristamp-gunpede]

Trigun as text posts 27/?

We officially hit 200 of these memes...... what am I doing with my life

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[my-name-is-apollo]

Found a translation of hymns to Apollo and Dionysus where their epithets have been arranged in alphabetical order and this might be my new favourite thing because

- Book 9 of the Greek Anthology, translated by W.R. Paton

Look at the contrast between some of their epithets (Apollo and Dionysus respectively):

"hater of lies, giver of the soul" - "liar, tearer of the soul"

"soft speaking" - "noisy" (lol)

"sober" - "Deep drinker"

"Sweet-spoken, sweet-hearted, gentle-handed" - "Prone to anger, stout of heart"

"Gentle, sorrowless, giver of wealth, saviour from trouble" - "Jealous, very wrathful, envious, bestower of envy"

"father of fruits" - "eater of raw flesh" (BRUH)

"father of light" - "God of the night"

"Cheerer of the spirit" - "Disturber of the soul"

BUT they still have a lot in common:

"stiller of grief - healer of sorrow", "strong hearted - lion hearted", "soft haired - tender haired", "dweller on the hills - dweller in the woods" "thousand-shaped", "desirable" and my favourite, "common to all".

And it really does encapsulate the relationship between Apollo and Dionysus so well (and the duality of Apollo and Dionysus as individual gods too)

I'm also a sucker for epithets that describe appearance and I'm absolutely delighted with Apollo being "rose-coloured", "golden, golden-complexioned" and "glittering" (but is anyone surprised? XD)

Dionysus on the other hand, a bit concerning cause "slender, wrinkled"? And also he's "liquid"?? (idk what that's even supposed to mean. A reference to wine?) But "golden-filleted" and "Golden-horned" sound lovely <3

Also the fact that Dionysus is called "Satyr" and Apollo "Titan" is very interesting to me. Apollo - Titan makes sense when you consider the conflation between him and Helios. But Dionysus is a surprise. Are there any myths where he's syncretised/conflated with Pan (since he's the only Satyr god I can remember)? Of course it could be to show his chthonic nature, or that he's mostly around satyrs. But this piqued my curiosity.

[ruizpizzaria]

haha cuz you know they would

. . . . . . did someone do this already..........i sure hope not

[swan2swan]

"You're welcome!"

[femmmie]

[coastxlwaters]

“You’re like Nexus” - Fey 2024 11/9 (to Rey/me)

“BLITZEN STOP EATING THE CEREAL-“ - Rey 2024 11/9

“Bitch im a coward-“ - Rey 2024 11/9

“WHY THE FUCK DID YOU DIE? THERE IS A LOCKER RIGHT FUCKING THERE-“ - Fey 2024 11/9

“Jesus CAT-“ - Fey 2024 11/9

“Hey hey hey I think one of these cats just took a FAT SHIT-“ - Fey 2024 11/9

“You died on door 31, that’s fucking pathetic- (Dies from good people 6 seconds later)” - Fey 2024 11/9

“WELL SMOKEYS FUCKING DEAD AND NEVER COMING BACK-“ - Fey 2024 11/9

“There’s a FAT FUCK on my bed” - Fey 2024 11/9

“Hold on I’m reading a comment on my smutty fic-“ - Spider 2024 11/9

“BITCH IM FUCKING BLIND-“ - Rey 2024 11/9

“INCOHERENT SCREACHING” - Rey 2024 11/9

“I wrote 5k word of just birth-“ - Spider 2024 11/9

Ah yes, calls with the bros. The best.

@morriganfey @creaturenamedchoir @strawberry-arrowtip @spidersky

[rainbogen]

Every story about filial piety ever.

If they made this little side mode into a full game I'd buy it in a heartbeat.

So we are literally the main plot coming to force this guy out of perpetually grinding and overlevelling himself, huh...

Kinda hypocritical of me, given how this was about the point where I figured out that if you let the 160 HP damage badges fill up all the way before boss fights, then you can kiss all difficulty in the game goodbye.

This is the single greatest animation to ever exist and the fact that you can pull it up whenever you want makes it even more amazing.

If you drink from this fountain, the bros have one of two fever dreams.

In the first one the bros eat many, many mushrooms, turn into giants, then realize they can't turn back to normal.

In the second they use their powers to easily defeat Bowser and Antasma. The dream places particular emphasis on Luigi, calling him the island's superstar.

Meaning these waters are literally respect Luigi juices.

[movielosophy]

Follow Your Heart | Well, well, well.

[sparkles-rule-4eva]

Happy Wholesome Wednesday! I finally have a new doodle of the boys!! 💙💛

Made them do that sibling thing where younger sibling is clinging to the leg/foot of older sibling, who is trying to walk around the room regardless. 🤣 Idk what's supposed to be going on, I'll leave that up to interpretation, but I was thinking it had something to do with either mints or bedtime. 😂

[raccoon-crown]

INKTOBER 2024: GRUNGY [Day 16]

In Run Faster & Think Harder AU Tails has a really hard time adjusting to Sonic powers and more than once he ended up in a lake, crashing with many things and sometimes falling on some hideous places (just like how Sonic always fell on the trash container in prime).

So the first part of the story, Sonic could tell where Tail was from the odor around the place while he tried to decipher what was going on with their little robot friend.

[tornado1992]

Sonic the Hedgehog except every time Sonic takes damage mint candies fall from him instead of rings because every time he passes by a candy store or dinner he buys mints so he can give them to Tails when he sees him.