#dead buddy

[soukokumychildren]

…. That's the only response Dazai had given all day to everyone, other than Chuuya, who he'd give shakes of his head or curt nods to response of certain questions. Dazai seemed to ignore everyone else prior, which was practically unheard of (other than times he's being a jerk). "What's going on with him?" Atsushi asks, sidling up next to Chuuya, whose wings spike at the boy's presence, but he forces them down. "Oh…Dazai?" He glances over at his brunette, taking a moment to decide whether to answer truthfully, or keep his husband's grieving a secret. The armed Detective Agency should know as much as he's not in a normal state of being, it was obviously written over his features (to Chuuya. Only Chuuya. He wore his poker face so well that the only thing was off was that he wasn't talking to anyone). And he couldn't gauge why nobody went up to him to offer him condolences. He looked awful. The slight, tense crease of every muscle in his body. How his eyes had a glossy sheen to them. How his breaths were quieter, and slower than average. These people can't be great detectives if they can't pick up that much.

"He's grieving," Chuuya responds, albeit hesitantly, to the other. He was unsure whether to say more than that. "What? He can grieve?" Chuuya shoots Atsushi a dark, warning look. The weretiger casts his gaze downwards. "S-sorry. Sorry." "An old friend," The redhead continues, his wings tucked so tightly to his body to the point they were trying to merge into his back. "It's his birthday today. But he's….not here, to celebrate it."

He hoped Atsushi got the hint; not here as in deceased, but he'll let the weretiger fend the real answer for himself as he went back to his husband's side. The avian couldn't help but notice the portrait of his deceased friend propped up on Dazai's desk, the glass gleaming with a reflection from the light above. "Do you want to visit him?" Chuuya asks deliberately, stacking some papers to sort for later, and to separately hand out to all the other staff once they were finished with the current case hovering over the Agency. Work could wait. Dazai, could not.

The man merely nods, and Chuuya takes his hand, guiding him out of his seat, circling around Dazai's desk chair and guiding him toward the door. He doesn't receive restraint, and not much compliance either, simply a husk wishing to stand in place. Chuuya didn't mind dragging him around. He chuckles internally at the thought of carrying Dazai like a princess, but both don't enjoy the feeling much unless its vice versa, unless in dire situations. It's only amusing because of the height claus, and how the brunette would whine all the time afterward. Reeling in his wings, the avian drags his other half down the stairs, trudging through the bustling, noisy city, full to the sound of cars, people, honks, pets, and various others until they reach the train station. Clambering on once tickets were bought and having done waited for the arrival of said train, bording was successful. They sat in silence in a respective seat, mirroring another seat in front, but since they'd bought a seperate cart on this rather expensive train ride, they had nobody to occupy them.

At last, Chuuya speaks again. "Are you okay?" Dazai fidgets his no. Chuuya takes it as an answer. They wait for fifteen minutes, the train taking a screeching halt once arriving at their destination, a little westward out of town. Chuuya takes Dazai's hands, uncaring for the looks they receive as they walk towards their true last stop. Another five minutes later, they arrive at a graveyard, partially hanging over the cliff.

"Do you need me?" Dazai nods. Together, they triverse through the dense, coarse land, void of souls unless you count the dead six feet under. They find his grave. Both sit down, Dazai almost staggering a little. Both care little for dirtying expensive clothing.

Dazai leans gingerly on Chuuya. Chuuya lets him.

His husband begins to quietly sob. Chuuya looks back at the name, almost reminiscing the time of the four of them in the bar.

Oda Sanosuke.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

+Bonus

[letbuckfuck]

yeah in your own time but. seven years is a long time

[faerycross]

regulus: i absolutely smashed that autism test

sirius: ...

james: i think you should look into that-

regulus: nonsense. i am simply not physically capable of failing. nothing more.

remus: yeah, same

sirius: ...

james, whispering to sirius: gotta love our autistic boyfriends <3

[thatbuddie]

[pomegranateliker]

Im getting a PS5 soon so ill finally be able to play RDR2 again SINCE LIKE WHAT. 2018??? I DONT EVEN KNOW HOW MANY YEARS ITS BEEN ill finally see them again... the freaks.....(van der lindes)

[justsomecouscous]

*points to a pair of random fictional gay men that I'm currently obsessed with for no reason and will be for the next month* These are my babies and I love them

*pushes the ones that I'm not currently obsessed with back into my basement* Hush children you can come back out when (if) your hyperfixation returns

[sunny-knight]

oh….. the THINGS i would give for a @forgettable-au movie……..

gang- okay…

The vision of Papyrus and Gaster at Wingdings’ funeral…. was so vivid in my head. And now its going to be there forever. and i have 0 complaints.

Dunno if any of you have played Omori, but SPOILERS!

the context to this is kinda like the Blackspace segment. Papyrus is in his head sorting out the shit he needs to sort out through metaphors n such. But Gaster is also there because he can do that because theyre the same person (IT MAKES SENSE)

I imagine that whole thing happens right after Papyrus regains all his wingdings memories like he gets knocked out or something- IM MAKING A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS HERE LIKE HE MIGHT NOT EVEN REMEMBER, EVER!!! I REALLY HOPE HE DOES!!! BUT!!!

Just let me have my silly fanfics…

After a lot of fighting and agony over the question of WHO IS PAPYRUS? ESPECIALLY AFTER HE’S LEARNED TOO MUCH?

it ends with a somber scene of putting Wingdings to rest, letting his 2 halves live their own lives.

Papyrus asks “Why did you do this?” as in… Why did you bring me here? and why did you do what you did? throwing yourself into the void?

Gaster has the same answer for both of those questions

Thats my theory, I think a lot of Gaster/Wingdings’ ambition, in game and in comic, is just curiosity

TIME FOR SOME FUN LITTLE EASTER EGGS!!!

In the first frame, theres a raindrop in front of Papyrus’ eye socket, meant to allude to Wingdings’ eye lights.

Also the field is filled with Echo and Golden flowers. Echo represents Wingdings, and Golden represents Papyrus. Gaster is just Gaster, don’t worry about him

I also had fun making the save point star look sorta like a cross from the distance…cause yknow…heaven….TEEHEE

I got emotional putting “dearest brother” on the grave cause I couldnt put any more stuff like “closest friend” or “dear son”….Sans was kinda all he had…

and lastly heres some bonus behind the scenes stuff because I have enough room for it

some sketches, and a speedpaint with the best instrumental song ever made from the best liveaction movie ever made that has absolutely nothing to do with the forgettable au (Little Miss Sunshine - “THE WINNER IS”)

Highly recommend, 100/10, makes me UGLY SOB, think the undertale gang would like it (especially Papyrus and Undyne)

[natjennie]

oh my god kristen having true sight to buddy's death and then desperately begging her goddess to bring him back and standing vigil over his dead body while they figure out how to get him back.......... that's so fucked up.

[lover-of-mine]

Buddie Countdown to Season 8:

10 days.

[pinkponydiaz]

eddie diaz number one gossip, starts a rumor buck has a new boyfriend but says he doesn’t know who, just that it’s new, chimney spirals because he needs to know, bobby is happy but concerned because he doesn’t want to deal with eddie being a weirdo about bucks new partner again, hen and karen are prepping another shovel talk that will get cut from the show again, and then a few weeks later hen opens the ambulance doors because bobby told her buck was doing inventory and he better not be fucking up her ambulance and buck is sitting on the gurney, eddie fucking diaz in his lap and they both look up when she gasps, buck is blushing, eddie is smirking because that motherfucker started a rumor about himself!! because hes choosing joy and joy is causing drama at work and making out with his boyfriend thank you

[sijjelly]

"when are they gonna kiss!!" when are they gonna express their heart wrenching love for the other and how it scares them so bad bc they know they literally can't live w/o the other and how they're ruined for anyone else and cry together as they gently touch foreheads and call themselves idiots for not confessing earlier. and kiss.

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

#The Strict Parent vs. The Easy Going Parent

[liimonadas]

o7

[purgatory-jar]

What's the best way to celebrate when (not if!!!!) Chris finally comes back?? But the LA Aquarium of couse!

(Chris loves them, but damn, are they really this oblivious?)

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[saragrosie]

Some season 3 profiles practice I drew while listening. I still haven't looked at much fanart because I do not want to be spoiled so these are just what they look like in my head going from their voices. My buddy said he thinks Melanie has a bob haircut and I agree tbh she would fuck up a Bob.

I really hate coloring things in but I wasn't as unhappy with Jon as the rest of them so I left him. I love green so it's probably just that lol

Finished season 3 tho. :(