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immigrant · 1 day ago
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@badinfluencez
why stop at mutuals. we should be lovers
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shitboxcar · 1 day ago
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TRC girls shitposting part 8 | part 7
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crowdrinkingcoffee · 2 days ago
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i’m 2 bitches as well
Bitches be like ‘I’m so tired and sleepy’ and then stay up doing hyperfixtation shit for the next 5 hours
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juanathesillyuser14 · 8 hours ago
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yaoi
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presidentbungus · 16 hours ago
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"Hey, kiddo. Ya look like shite."
"Thanks, pal," Scout mumbles. "That makes me feel a lot better."
"Don't do sarcasm, you're bad at it." Demo clambers down next to him--Scout looks up and sees actual, real-live worry in his face buried under his usual expression of barely-tipsy ambivalence, so he looks back down. "Who hit ye with a bus today?
"… It's stupid."
"Most problems are." Scout suddenly has an arm around his shoulder and he's pulled in until they're pressed against each other, and there's a crooked pinky in his face. "Won't laugh. Promise."
Scout sighs and completes the pinky-swear. "I figured out who my dad is."
"Oh," Demo says, simply.
"… Oh?"
"I was thinking a, dropped my ice cream cone, got splashed in a puddle, someone said my shirt was ugly, sort of situation," and Scout crosses his arms, so he shuts up. "But that's… er… serious. You alright, laddy?"
"Geez. Don't ask me that."
He doesn't respond to that, just kind of looking off in the distance with this look of why did I say that, an expression Scout's grown very familiar with out of him recently.
"Turns out, Spy's been blackmailing Engie, so…" He sniffles and wipes his nose, and tries not to wither into his shoes. "Y'know. Engie's been blackmailing Spy back. And I guess everybody found out except for me, and nobody bothered to tell me, 'cause no one… no one ever tells me anything, for some frickin' reason," he says, and despite every time he holds his breath, shuts his eyes closed tight and tries not to think a sob wrenches its way out of him, betraying him.
“Oh, Scoutie,” and suddenly Scout feels about a thousand times sicker.
“And, I mean, you know. I know you know. Ma knows, Miss Pauling knows, Saxton Hale’s probably reading it in his fucking daily newsletter—everybody knows except for me.” The front of his shirt looks like he stood in front of the exit tube of a waterslide. He can feel them both reaching that limit, Demo winding himself tighter with every word, staring straight up into the middle distance like he saw a fucking ghost, but the words just keep coming out of his throat, against his will, spilling out onto the pavement in front of him. “‘Cause why would anybody tell me? Why would I need to know that Spy’s my fucking, one-hundred percent, bonafide—"
“Scout, I’m sorry,” he finally interrupts, in the hushed kind of whisper that says he really means it, and Scout kicks himself for even giving him a chance to apologize. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t—“
“It’s--it's fine, pal.” Scout’s relieved to find out that feels mostly true. “I’m not mad at you.”
“That still disnae give it an excuse—“
“Seriously,” and he hits him with a look to say I mean it, and he’s crying too so Scout looks away really fast. “This’s my—this is my time to sit here and be a sadsack, and kick rocks, and cry, okay? You are not gonna, gonna monopolize this, tryin’ to apologize to me.”
He feels in Demo’s full-body shudder that he tries very hard to stifle another stupid sorry, and eventually comes up with: “Right.”
“And you’re… not Spy, or Engie, or… Medic, so… I don’t give a shit. I dunno how you would’ve told me.”
Demo doesn’t respond to that.
Moving on, then. “I just… like… how’re you supposed to feel? Y’know? Biggest goddamn mystery of my life, and the whole time I’m, y’know, I’m like if I ever find him I’m gonna strangle that motherfucker, or I’ll���” He pauses again to whimper a little and wipe his tears, and Demo’s arm tightens around him, pulling his head onto his shoulder. “I’ll call Ma and let her come strangle him herself.”
At some point smart fingers start rubbing circles into his back, and it almost makes him want to start crying for a completely different reason.
“But it’s just Spy. Lame-ass, prissy, fuckin’, loser, stupid-ass Spy. It’s been him the whole time. So what do I do with that?”
"Kill him," Demo says, simply, and that's starting to sound pretty good right about now.
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juanathesillyuser14 · 8 hours ago
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poor blue thing :(
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The bully subplot reference drawing!!1
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raedas · 3 days ago
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gets scared
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kas1010101 · 17 hours ago
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red benrey again
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juanathesillyuser14 · 8 hours ago
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beauty
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some max design pro stamps because ive lost control of my life
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lacenwings · 3 days ago
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lacenwings
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ginnungagay · 3 days ago
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i'll admit i only watched the clip of progenitor with kaveh in it because i have priorities.
drawing this i was thinking about him modifying his own body cyberpunk-style, trying to 'improve' on it so that at some point he'll be more machine than man. so i guess still running with the self destruction theme.
as far as I could tell, he's got some plants/algae going on in the tank. for health reasons? for aesthetic reasons? probably both??
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the pursuit of beauty is a wonderful thing, isn’t it?
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mixyyyx3 · 17 hours ago
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Oh and also these💜 yaoi jumpscare
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juanathesillyuser14 · 8 hours ago
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^ I ALSO FW MDP TOO >.<
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HEY GUYS I FW MDP
ignore the art style change im trynna figure out how to draw this freak
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baggy-holmes · 16 hours ago
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hi honey bunches,
new post tonight?
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