#auuugghhhh

[crow-skull]

Boren saltimore

[o-sunny-day]

THIS ONE GOT POSTED WAAAAY EARLIER THAN USUAL, BUT EY- IM NOT COMPLAINING!!! Just was completely bamboozled

SPANISH CLASS VERY QUICKLY BECAME A CHALLENGE OF TRYING NOT TO REACT TO STRONGLY TO THIS INFORMATION 😭😭

( @forgettable-au , go read it 🫵/th)

AAAUUUGH AHA!!! I KNEW IT IT WAS THE RIVER PERSON MWAHAHA all the evidence towards them being friends makes me actually giggle so much- cause why does it make so much sense AND WHY DIDN’T I NOTICE THAT

New head canon acquired… I love how Sans is outwardly mysterious, while Papyrus is just friends with a shitton of mysterious people

(ofc hes also weird- but you get me- VIBES WISE. He is not mysterious vibes wise.)

ANYWHO I really like seeing Papyrus in the judgment hall for fun reasons, and briefly MORE NEW HOME! Thats gotta be CREEEPPYY I feel like its the equivalent of walking around NYC and having it be completely silent and empty, the only sound being your own footsteps. I rock w it tho

lil bitch

HIS REACTION TO NOT KNOWING ABOUT THE RIVER PERSON IS SO FUNNYNFDHEDH hes so pissed…BAMBOOZLED, even

crack head theory coming from nothing but my own dwindling sanity: River Person is a rogue Gaster Follower, following Papyrus instead of Gaster and being silly. NO, NO. NO NEED TO CLAP! I KNOW IM BRILLIANT ALREADY!

I love em though theyre an underrated side character/NPC, and I love that they’re gonna be coming back cause YESSS. augh the way theyre draawwwnn. AAUGH. Fabric…Pretty…

Also obsessed with Flowey being surprised at the boat turning into a dog while Papyrus and River Person are just chilling

GAAAAHHH AND THEM TELLING PAPYRUS A GAME YOU CAN PLAY WITH A DOG, AND THAT THEY “ASKED AROUND” IT MAKES ME GIGGLE SM THEIR FRIENDSHIP IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!

Wait until bro hears about Fun Events

*bursts into tears*

THEN THIS LAST PAGE- AUGH THERES SO MUCH TO DIGEST BUT FIRST OF ALL I WANNA TALK ABOUT THIS

the fact that its framed but in a drawer, its with Sans’ things, PAPYRUS’ REACTION. THE FACT THAT SANS DOESNT BOTHER CAUSE HE FEELS LIKE THIS WONT LAST. “””””IM SURE HES GOING TO WANT SOME OF THESE BACK EVENTUALLY””””

idk gang it all just hits a part of my brain that makes me go

also….in the corner…..”ph”….photo album……maybe…?…..perchance….?????

…FLOWEY GET YOUR VINE OUT OF THE GODAMN WAY

That vine being there + there being such a focus on the picture with Papyrus’ reaction/ how the frame its in is drawn… It makes me think its gonna transition into Flowey grabbing it or something like that “OO! A CLUE!!!” But that might just be me

sorta unrelated…idk why im thinking of this just now, but IM JUMPIN FOR JOY imagining Floweys reaction to the holes in Papyrus’ hands like “OH GOD??? doesnt that…hurt?”

“…Good question!

IN GENERAL…Im just enjoying this so much. In your typical AU comic, itd be the other way around! Papyrus would get some good scenes, sure. But Sans is the one doing all the exploring, doing all the mysterying. BUT THIS AINT YOUR TYPICAL AU COMIC CAUSE of a bunch of reasons- BUT ALSO PAPYRUS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hes sooo much fun, so well written, so well DRAWN in this im freaking out about it but attempting to be calm(er)

[phierecycled]

BETSY WENT TO GUTENBERG BUT WASNT THE PRODUCER ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME

[bnesszai]

Dazai loathes late summer afternoons. Not only because of the sun, but also because of the sun. And Kunikida telling him to stop complaining when he wears bandages anyway. But they can’t remove them. The only layer of protection they have from the world. Or the world has from them. The lines are too blurred now to tell.

Dazai, for someone who regularly deals with the unexpected, is predictably whiny. And melting. They are laying across Chuuya’s couch with the thinnest shirt they could find and even that’s too much. They can’t take it off.

Unlike Chuuya, who has absolutely 0 reservations on sporting what is essentially just shorts. He is gracious enough to give Dazai a direct line of sight to the reminder that he works out quite often for his job. But they aren’t the type to say anything directly. Where’s the fun behind that? The meaning?

“Yokohama should never be this warm! Japan should not be this warm!!” Dazai grumbled, plopping themselves right in front of the fan.

“You think I like it any better than you do?”

“You’re a dog. Don’t dogs love being outside in the sun?”

”they don’t love burn- I’m not a dog!!” Dazai ducks a swing to the head, laughing far too much to fight back. Almost forgetting about the sweat trickling down Chuuya’s neck. His jaw. Dazai is not the type to stare. Dazai is also a liar.

“You are! Look- you’re still wearing that choker of yours. That collar.~” Chuuya huffs and takes it off out of momentary spite, but Dazai has already won.

“Bingo!” They lean in and press a messy kiss to Chuuya’s pulse point, grinning at the reflexive cough. Years and he still acts surprised. Cute- not that Dazai would admit such a thing. “You’re the worst.”

“Just the way you like it-“ Dazai kisses him again, a little lower. Unfortunately for them a drop of sweat decided to reach the exact spot even without gravity manipulation, landing right in Dazai’s mouth. “Ew Ew!! Gross bleh! I don’t want Chuuya’s nasty sweat!”

“Oi- I don’t want to hear it from Mr.24 in 1 skincare routine.” Dazai pouts, still trying to spit out their entire mouth melodramatically. They steal half of Chuuya’s products, but that also doesn’t require mentioning.

“I don’t see the need to smell like whisky and roses all day-“ And such as is the natural order of things, Chuuya pulled them in and pressed his lips to their jaw. A safe spot. A spot that would always spread warmth to the rest of his skin from now on. Safe.

Dazai is safe here.

“Maybe so you don’t rot alone?” Chuuya presses another to his wrist, and then playfully shoves Dazai away. If they weren’t so enamored, falling off the couch and out of the fan’s grace would have hurt much more.

“Point taken.”

ncosnfodnfodka stfu i hate them they make me so sick STFU

[yoinkurz]

thinking about how hard i initially cried after killing v2 in 4-4. like keeled over in my computer chair wailing for 15 fucking minutes before i finally got over it jfc

[rpfofficial]

just saw a gorgeous goth butch on the street and nearly fell flat on my face on the pavement

[tofufei]

also let people retake tests they already passed pls ._. i know i can do better. grades are such bullshit

[inima]

also crying crying crying, this entire time people have been saying that taichi is just unlucky, and maybe the audience has convinced itself taichi is just unlucky (because we know he's good), but here it is. here is taichi taking fate in his own hands. here is taichi not needing luck. here is taichi shattering what idea we had of him. here is taichi choosing.

[legendofice]

Ice and Herb make me so ill

[fizzy-blood]

I MUST PROTECT HIM AT ALL COST.

THE MOST PRECIOUS BOI.

[ankle-breaker-101]

My brain is gonna pop like a balloon in a room full of toddlers.

[dragon0va]

just hit me next year i turn 20.

what the HELL

[zepandovski]

even more falling stars (things are getting epic!!!)

part 1 | part 2

Shadow knew that it would be pointless to run away. The soldier had already seen them, already knew where they were. All running would do was extend the chase. And Shadow didn't particularly feel like looking over his shoulder for the rest of the night, wondering when the soldier would catch up. So he dug his heels into the dirt and stood his ground.

The soldier appeared from behind a tree, his eyes set squarely in the sights of his tranquilizer gun. "So, you're alive after all," he said. "I didn't believe it. Thought it was a waste of time, when the boss gave me this assignment. But…" The soldier levelled his gun at Shadow. "…I guess I should have expected more from the Ultimate Life Form."

Shadow bristled.

"Uh, Stripes? What's he talking about?"

Narrowing his eyes, Shadow kept his attention on the barrel of the gun. "It doesn't matter," he said coolly. But it did. It did matter. This person knew who he was--who he had been before losing his memory. What if this was his only chance to find out about his past?

The soldier suddenly shifted his aim. Now, the gun was pointed at Sonic instead of Shadow. "Another surprise," he murmured. "But that's fine. You're useless without your legs."

Now it was Sonic's turn to bristle. "Oh, yeah? And who are you supposed to be, anyway?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Shadow didn't like the way he said that. He also didn't like the way his foot was shifting slightly, almost like he was reaching for something that was hidden on the ground.

Shadow's eyes widened with realization.

A trap.

The soldier's foot pressed down on a button, and a net dropped down from the tree behind Sonic and Shadow. Thankfully, Shadow was able to jump out of the way just in time. The heavy metal net fell to the ground with a clatter. Then, the soldier fired his gun. The shot whizzed past Shadow's ear, but missed, as he had already started running towards the soldier.

With a pump and a click of his gun, the soldier reloaded and readied another shot, but he didn't have time to pull the trigger. Shadow was upon him, and he sent a kick flying at the man's head. It connected, but the helmet he was wearing dampened the blow and he stayed standing. He did, however, drop the gun in shock.

Shadow jumped back. His eyes were fixed on the emblem on the soldier's helmet. The design was very utilitarian, and didn't seem all that remarkable on first glance. However, the initials carved into it struck a cord inside Shadow.

G.U.N.

Scowling, Shadow asked, "How did you know where to look?"

The soldier adjusted his helmet. "We didn't," was his response. "I'm just the lucky one who got put in the right spot."

Shadow's scowl transformed into a grin. So, he was alone. That made things easier.

In a flash, Shadow was directly in front of the soldier again. But before he could kick him in the head again, the soldier grabbed something from his belt and drove it into Shadow's arm. A loose tranquilizer dart? That wasn't good. Shadow slammed his foot into the soldier's chest, sending him tumbling back into a tree and knocking some leaves loose from the branches.

Shadow's legs wobbled, and then buckled as he fell to his knees. But he kept his promise too, and he didn't drop Sonic.

"Stripes?" Sonic said urgently. "Buddy? Hey! What's wrong?" When he twisted his head around, he found his answer: the empty dart sticking out of Shadow's arm. Sonic grabbed it and yanked, pulling it out and tossing it to the side in one motion. Then, he turned back toward Shadow, his urgency rising as he watched the hedgehog's eyelids start to droop. "Come on," he said, "fight it! A little juice is nothing you can't handle, right?"

The soldier--who had since gotten up and made his way back over to Sonic and Shadow--nudged the blue hedgehog with his boot. "It's no use," he said. "That stuff was made specifically for him."

Sonic smacked the soldier's boot away from him. "Back off," he growled. "I don't know what your deal is, and I don't care. You're way outta line!"

The soldier folded his arms across his chest. "You don't know anything," he said, unperturbed by Sonic's glare. "That thing is dangerous. And more importantly, he belongs to us."

"You're full of it!"

Shadow's eyes were totally closed now, and his breathing had evened out. Both he and Sonic were sitting on the ground, but Sonic was holding Shadow upright. He was also holding him behind him, positioning himself in between Shadow and the G.U.N. soldier.

"Your allegiance is misplaced, hedgehog," the soldier said. "We're not the bad guys."

But Sonic wasn't listening. He was watching as the soldier pulled out his phone and turned his back on them, presumably because he thought Sonic was "useless" without both of his legs. Big mistake. Sonic set Shadow down on the grass, and then took a deep breath.

This was going to hurt. Badly. So, he had to be fast, before he lost his nerve.

Sonic pulled his good leg under him, then pushed it down. Hard. The force of it sent him up into the air, and he grabbed onto the startled soldier's shoulders with his claws. Then, he used the momentum to flip over the soldier's head and kick him in the face as hard as he could.

Instantly, the soldier crumpled under him, and Sonic had to bite his tongue in order to keep from crying out when his bad leg hit the ground. The phone that the soldier had been holding also clattered to the ground, and Sonic could hear, distantly, someone on the other end ask what was happening.

Sonic reached over and flipped the phone shut, cutting off their frantic questions.

After that, Sonic dragged himself away from the soldier and back to where Shadow was laying, still out cold from the tranquilizer. Every part of his body screamed at him to stop, to just stay where he was, but he had priorities, and those priorities didn't include giving up. By the time he was beside Shadow again, his arms were shaking and his breathing sounded more like a series of gasps than anything else.

He still made it, though. So that should count for something.

Sonic didn't give himself a second to catch his breath. Instead, he immediately started patting Shadow's cheeks. "Sorry, Stripes," he muttered, "but you gotta wake up now, or we're gonna be in serious trouble…"

There was no doubt in Sonic's mind that whoever the soldier had been working for would be sending reinforcements soon, if they hadn't already. And while Sonic was confident in his ability to take on one military man with a broken leg, his confidence wavered slightly when it came to a whole army of them.

With a groan, Shadow grabbed Sonic's wrist. Then, he cracked his eyes open. "Blue…?" He forced himself to sit up even though he still felt woozy from the tranquilizer. His eyes drifted over to the soldier laying in a heap on the ground. "What happened…?"

Sonic smiled, but his eyes were pained. "I'll tell you later," he said. "We gotta get moving. Do you think you can stand?"

Shadow nodded. His super fast metabolism burned away the last of the tranquilizer by the time he stood up, and so it was with steady hands that he picked up Sonic and returned him to his arms. He noticed the worsened state of Sonic's already banged up leg, and said, "I'm in your debt."

But Sonic just waved his hand. "I'm not keeping score," he said.

Shadow shook his head, but didn't argue. He would make it up to him by doing what they had set out to do: get to a hospital, and tend to Sonic's injuries. 

[painfully-unoriginal]

some rockies (2 ghosties inspired by one of my favorite interludes, a space cadet, a vampire, an angel, and a clown) + some other stuff

some close ups also

[guzekna]

I want to help you and I want to see your smile It seems to me that I want to spend these tender days of youth with you

[casanovaofmeteli]

OMG who gave laurance flowers.... ←～（o ｀▽´ )oΨ (it was me)