#how is he so godamn cool??

[crimsonbastard]

Here's to hoping that this guy doesn't awaken anything in me:

[hauntingblue]

21st century "et tu, brute" moment

[dooodle-bug]

just got mad thinking about how rouxls probably isnt even that good of a dad to lancer

[sunny-knight]

@forgettable-au Babybones Fancomic ✨

“Keep Reading” for the rest :3 (10 Pages)

*deep breath*

you hear that?

thats the sound of AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ok. I spent. 31 Hours of my life on this. And i dont regret. a GODAMN thing.

i will go on, but first, A N A L Y S I S

PAGE 1

The title “Radio Star” comes from the song “Video Killed The Radio Star” by The Buggles. Its lyrics I believe are absolutely perfect for this AU, Examples being “Rewritten by machine and new technology” , “We hear the playback and it seemed so long ago” , and “We cant rewind we’ve gone too far”

The title also refers to how…1, they build a radio-

and 2, Sans calls Papyrus a Star at Grillbys if you call him “uncool”

PAGE 2

Nothing to note

PAGE 3

This is the first real scene I had in mind. The entire concept came from me imagining how Sans’ memories of Wingdings got overwritten, so where in memories he’d call Wingdings by his name, he calls him Papyrus.

In an animation with audio, itd be like “Aw cmon, P A P Y R U S” and be a silly little jumpscare.

Buttttt then ofc the idea turned into a thing where I couldn’t shape it into a “fake” memory.

I wanted to play with their characters as they WERE not how they remember them being.

PAGE 4

Nothing

PAGE 5

As they travel to the barrier, Wingdings is leading, and COMPLETELY focused on his goal. Ignoring Gerson (social interaction) while Sans takes his time and looks around getting “distracted”. This exemplifies the nature of their relationship.

Them in Hotland, they’re actually right next to the lab. Taking the elevator the guards were…guarding. So Sans is looking at the lab like “hey. Hey wingdings, look, look at that building, thats so cool”

PAGE 6

At the bottom is just another example of Wingdings being deadset on his goal, while Sans is helping out but still stopping to smell the flowers

PAGE 7

This panel makes me so happy-

It works??? vs It works!!!

Wingdings doesn’t come across as the kind of guy to doubt himself, I just think he’d be shocked at himself regardless that he pulled this off. Meanwhile Sans is just thrilled 😭

PAGE 8

N/A

PAGE 9

Oh boy this is the finale of explanation.

This conversation that Asgore and Sans have. Is REALLY important to me

Asgore/everyone that isnt sans, cannot understand Wingdings. So, Sans is talking for him. It may come across as him taking all the glory or whatever, but NO. look at his dialogue boxes! they’re not blocking out WD, and he’s like “YEAH 😊 MY BROTHERS SO FUCKING COOL”

Meanwhile Asgores boxes are completely blocking WD out. He thinks Sans built it cause hes doing all the explaining, and Sans isnt getting the hint that Asgore THINKS THAT HE MADE IT its a whole thing

Wingdings appreciates Sans, but he doesn’t appreciate people thinking he did all the work-

Asgores dialogue box when asking “How did you build such a thing??” is covering Wingdings, and he’s looking at SANS. he’s asking Sans how he built it, meanwhile Sans, still not getting the clue, is looking at wingdings like “:) cmon bro, tell him, you know ill translate for you!”

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Sans then understands at least that Wingdings does not want to indulge this- and goes into explaining mode, as hes done it so many times before-

Sans saying “You cant understand him” instead of something like “his font is hard to understand” is important because he is putting the “blame” on you. He’s fully aware this is something Wingdings WISHES he could change about himself so badly, so he just kinda naturally changes his tone which I find really fun when writing dialogue :3

This comic, I feel is an example of how much this AU/comic series means to me-

As much as I obsess over and LOVE comics as a medium, this is the first ever I have ever properly finished. ofc there have been like 2 page ones, but YEAH this is the first BIG one i have ever finished in my entire life.

These characters- as much as they’re Tobys, they are also Sunsestarts in my opinion. The situation they are put in of JUST the font trouble alone is something i’m SO fascinated by and clearly- had the time of my LIFE writing and playing with. And thats ignoring all the other shit that happens BECAUSE of that.

Undertale is special, The Forgettable AU is SPECIAL- THESE SKELETONS ARE SPECIAL

Im on the edge of my seat waiting to see what happens next because I know whatever it is, its gonna be special

also, I made this while listening to Slipping Through My Fingers on repeat. I regret nothing

((ALSO I HIGHLY RECOMMEND TIME/SPACE BY ALEX G, ITS A GREAT SONG IM DEFINITELY GONNA STORYBOARD A FORGETTABLE AMV TO CAUSE ITS REALLY REALLY GOOD, ID TOTALLY TIE IT TO THIS COMIC- BUT ITS MORE FOR PAPYRUS AND GASTER INTERACTIONS RATHER THAN BABYBONES???)

[aeturnum-mendacacium]

watched a bit of dc super hero girls and usually( ☝️)they would yk portray Bruce as this himbo, like, obviously he's an ✨icon✨ but he's still well over 6 foot, and a very muscular man, the clasic perfect man charector yk, he still gives off OLD MONEY VIBES even if he's in his 20's at the time and that's also why people like him cause, sir, why did this man who could practically be royalty roasting this random unethical buisness so much that the on lookers had to evacuate because of the dangers of a 3rd degrees burns, but this same man also accidentally ruined a million dollar antique carpet but falling and tripping over the chocolate fountain and said "meh, it's fine darling! How much could it ever cost? 5 million?" But he does it with STYLE for some GODAMN reason there is no picture of him other than his childhood/teen pics ANYWHERE where he DOESN'T look like a dilf

but when I watched this show I got WHIPLASH BRO

like

alfred looks so perfect and I love his voice actor, batman looks a bit different but still looks good, his interrligble grumbles were absolutely hilarious, Barbra was cool,loved her, there is no mistake to talk about, with dick ig it could do better with the design and give him more of the ✨gremlin energy✨ but WHO THE FUCK IS THAT TWINK????? YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT IS BRUCE???? BRUCE WAYNE?????HIM????? I mean not that I'm complaining but HOLY SHIT

[konigsluvr]

SWEET 『cigarettes after sex』

MASTERLIST

popular girl x quiet nerd simon

warnings: kissing, horny and simp simon, cuming untouched. And sweetness ♡

cute little series I'm starting. I hope you like this as much as I do. Enjoy and leave any comments on where I can improve, but please be nice, I'm sensitive 💋 this isn't proofread as its currently just past midnight and I'm sleepy and don't want to overthink about posting this. xxx

『★』

Simon thought you didn't notice him staring at you all year. You're popular and he's... a nerd. The amount of picking on you would endure if you did anything with him... you didn't want to think about it.

Yet you couldn't help but smile at your Math teacher as he assigned Simon - the top of the class - to help you with your studies.

Here's the catch, you act dumb and stupid to fit in with your friend group when in reality, whenever there's a test, you never fail to achieve the A+.

"You won't be disappointed," you respond, heading out of class to see it empty.

None of your friends waited for you after class but you brush that aside, looking around for Simon. A minute later, you find him by his locker, taking all of his books and transferring them into his bag.

The bell rings, signaling the end of the school day. "Hi Simon," your sweet voice rang out.

He jumps, dropping his bag, his books scattering on a pile at your feet. He stumbles over his words, eyes wondering over your gorgeous face. His mind was reeling at the fact you knew his name?!

"I... uhh..." he clears his throat, gathering himself. His crush, his godamn crush since forever, is talking to him. Him. "Everything okay?" His voice steadies out, playing it cool.

Your lips quirk, not realising his voice was so deep. You have to look up, yourself standing at 5'5 and him standing at 6'2. You're both 17, so there's still growing to occur.

"Yes, everything's good," you speak, unable to stop your gaze to trailing to his arms. Its so obvious he works hard at the gym. "Mr Barnes assigned you as my study partner."

His eyes widen slightly, taken aback. "Me and... you. Study partners?" He speaks slowly.

He sees your eyebrows furrow. Fuck sake, idiot, he curses in his mind, being an asshole isn't the way to go.

"Um, yeah, for Maths. My grades have dropped so..." You trail off. Does he not like you? You were so sure. He's always glancing at you.

His pause makes you reinforce the idea he's never liked you. "I'll get a new partner," you speak, beginning to step away.

He grabs your wrist, and your eyes snap to his. God, your eyes and politeness... is he still grabbing you? He is! Fuck! Think, think, think!

"Tomorrow after school?" He questions, way too nervous. He bets you can feel his hand shaking. "Your place?" Too bold, Simon.

But you smile, warm, lovely. "Sure, meet here after the last period?" Your unable to tear your gaze from his stunning chocolate eyes, so attentive and aware.

He finally let's go of your hand, relief filling him. He nods, feeling much too shy to speak.

You return the smile and walk by him. As you walk to the main doors, you turn and wave goodbye, and he is already looking at you. You see his lips form a small grin and wave back subtly.

『★』

"Today was so boring," you huff out to Simom as he sits in the passenger. He sits too still, scared to make the wrong move in case you would call off this whole thing.

You find it funny he didn't respond. So you ask a question as you turn out of the car park and drive to your house, which is fifteen minutes away. "How was your day?"

He takes a few moments to reply, "good," his deep voice speaks. You wait for him to elaborate but he doesn't. The truth his, his day has been terrible but his mood is ecstatic (on the inside) about being with you.

Fifteen whole minutes, he had to sit there and pretend he didn't care. Staying silent like a complete douchbag. The smell of your perfume, your pretty outfit - a black jumper, faded blue jeans, Converse, pretty earrings, hair, and makeup. Just you simply being next to him made him hard, his mind running wild.

No, no, no, no. He needs to respect you. He's 17, not a little boy. He is a virgin after all, you definitely were not. The amount of stupid boys that took your attention will never deserve you in all the lifetimes. He's stronger, more respectful, just so, so much better for you. He noticed your smile was strained and he wanted to punch every asshole that made you like that. He covers his crotch with his hands, hoping you don't notice his hand placement.

He's so wrapped up in his own thoughts that you opening your car door and exiting snaps him out of it. He ushers out, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he takes in your families property. A simple, modern but classy home. Adorable. His gaze quickly returns to you, pausing as he sees your looking at him already.

"You work out?" You question, noticing he's wearing a black sleeved long sleeved gym shirt. He wore it just for you. It shows off his muscles perfectly.

"Six days a week," he speaks, trying to show off a little. Douche, again. But you smile and he smiles back.

"I do pilates sometimes," you reply, walking up to your front door. Pilates, Simon thinks of you doing the workout, so feminine and simple.

You both enter and you close the door behind you both. "Would you like a drink?" You ask innocently, looking up at him. You knew you were standing too close.

He swallows thickly, his gaze glancing down to your lips for a sweet second. He got even harder. For fuck sake, Simon. Answer the damned question! "Water would be nice, thanks."

You nod. "My room is upstairs, down the hall to the right," you speak, turning and walking to the kitchen.

He stands there silent for a few moments, watching your body sway. He shakes his head. Stop it now, he thinks. He walks up the stairs as he takes in everything about his small journey. At the end of the hallway, there's a picture of younger you.

He always knew you were an only child, makes sense how much you're put together with your parents attention focused on one child. He can't help but smile, seeing how cute you are. You must've been around 5 or 6 he's guessing, your eyes still the same sweetness.

He enters your room and sits on the edge of your bed, looking around once again. Clean, tidy, and... pink. Lots of light pink and white everywhere. Now he knows what your favourite colours are. Bingo.

He hears your soft footsteps coming up. He takes a quick breath, needing to calm his nerves desperately. Just your presence has him all giddy. You enter the room and close the door behind you.

"Here you are," you talk softly, handing him his water. You sit further up on your bed so you're in the middle of it. He thinks for a moment, copying you timidly. You face him. "I hope you like popcorn."

He nods, looking down, noticing you have a bowl of popcorn. Now he knows your favourite snack. Bingo, again!

You relax for a little while, scrolling on your phone as you chew on some popcorn while Simon takes sips of his drink here and there.

You come off your phone and hear your mother coming into your room. You have no time to prepare yourself or to even warn Simon, but he's already looking at her.

"Hi sweet girl!" Your mother exclaims happily, entering the room, hands on her hips. "How was school-" she cuts herself off, finally noticing Simon. She grins. "And who is this handsome boy?"

"Mom!" You scold, stepping off your bed, ready to usher her out, but she pulls you into a hug, kissing your cheek. You turn back at Simon, and he's gazing with a gentle expression, happy to see you and your mother's bond. "His name is Simon," you respond, pulling out of the hug.

Simon feels a slight blush form on his cheeks, shy once more. Your mom stops gazing at him too fondly for your liking and whispers in your ear, "he's a sweet one, I can tell."

You smile at her and glance back at Simon. "He's helping me with Math," you reveal.

Your mother's face brightens. "That's amazing, honey! Anyways, I'll leave you two to it, don't forget to lock the door-"

"Mom," you scold firmly this time. You love her dearly and you know she can tell that you like Simon.

She winks at you and leaves. You close the door and lock it. Simons muscles tense. You locked it? He doesn't want to think any further but he can see a blush on your face too.

『★』

Two hours. Two whole hours, Simon has spent one on one, simply inches away from each other. He easily covers his straining cock by having the popcorn bowl in front of it. He holds back jolts when you reach your hand for a snack.

You spent half the time looking at him and the other half wondering how his voice is so matured and dreamy. You did all the questions from your homework book and you played dumb on a few so he could lean in and explain it.

Simon grew comfortable in your presence. You are warm, soft and gentle. Everything he loves is you.

The thing he didn't expect at all was when you kissed him. You fucking kissed him. You and him! Kissing! He was explaining the most boring equation of all, leaning in more close, taking the pencil from your hand, your hands brushing together. He talks and continues talking when you catch gazes, noses nearly touching.

He wasn't sure whether Math turned you on? Or having someone tell you what to do? He was completely at loss, but once your lips touched his, the gates of heaven opened. You tasted of strawberries, sweet and addictive.

It was such a brief kiss, lasting a few seconds at most. His jaw goes slack afterwards. It was just a kiss, you don't want anything else. Maybe your thanking him for helping you? Both your hands stayed down at your lap, same with his. He's afraid if he touched you, he would never let go.

Should he confess? You've been staring dumbly at each other for about 30 seconds now.

"You're getting the hang of everything," he whispered smoothly. You sigh, feeling yourself growing wet. He was so good-looking and kind, too kind. He was huge, height and muscle wise, but his hands were so gentle.

In the moment, you place the popcorn on your beside table and climb on his lap. His eyes blow wide open as you take his face and lock your lips together once more. He moans into the kiss, making you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer.

He opens his legs, hands hesitantly holding onto your waist. Should he push you away or hold you closer? You deserved so much better than him. He's never kissed anyone before, and he's probably doing horrible. But he picks option two, he pulls you closer, fingertips pawing at your waist. He was right, warm, and soft.

You tilt your head, deepening the kiss, poking your tongue into his mouth, and he let's you, opening his lips, getting drunk off your taste. You sigh into the kiss. He's really good. You wonder how many girls he's been with, jealousy plaguing your mind.

You grind down on him, hips moving back and forth, needy to calm down your pulsing clit. He was rock solid. You swallow up his strangled moan, hips bucking up into yours like a pathetic mess.

Your hands move behind you, taking his hands and placing them on your asscheeks. He squeezes, becoming lost in everything you're doing. He wants to be in your mind, what are you thinking right now?

He pulls away and you look at him confused. His expression was pure pleasure. "Shit, no- fuck-" he groans, pressing his forehead against your shoulder.

"What's wrong?" You speak softly, stroking his hair. Due to you leaning more down, your clothed pussy was right against him. He felt his stomach tighten, pleasure rippling through his body. Don't cum, don't you fucking dare, Simon. If you speak once more with that honey voice of yours he's done for.

"Simon?" You whisper, hearing his breathing come out in quick pants. He whines into your shoulder, and you stare at your wall, completely confused. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you down onto him as he jerks his hips up a few times, riding out his pleasure.

"Are you..." you pause, thinking about the situation. You saw he was hard, it was obvious with the grey sweatpants he was wearing. But did he seriously just cum under a minute of kissing?

You wait until his breathing goes normal, his body relaxing. You try to get up off him, but he holds onto you tightly.

"I'm sorry," he speaks, the most embarrassed he's ever been. He's made you uncomfortable. He knows it. A disgusting pervert, that's what he is. He pulls his head from your neck, missing the smell of you. He looks up at you half-lidded.

Your hands stroke his cheeks. You grin. "Did you cum?" You speak gently.

He swallows, wanting to look away, blushing furiously. "...yes."

"Don't think you weren't so sneaky with the popcorn bowl," you respond, laughing as you watch his reaction to you catching him out.

He groans, resting his head against yours. He's dreading at the thought of letting you go. The prettiest, sweetest girl ever. So soft and warm, he thinks, sighing.

You laugh, making his head snap up at the sound. "Thank you."

He wants to throw himself off a cliff. He said that out loud. For the love of-

"I take care if my skin," you respond, cupping his face, "all over."

He feels himself grow hard again and that's when he can't be close to you anymore. Crossing boundaries is something he doesn't do, especially around you.

You yelp as he lifts you off him, not a muscle straining, carrying you like your as light as a feather. He places you on the bed and he stands up, covering the dark patch on the crotch of his sweatpants.

You giggle, covering your mouth. "I can give you a t-shirt of mine to cover up."

He nods. "Thanks."

You get up, grabbing a random t-shirt and handing it to him. You gaze up at him, tilting your head. He didn't understand how you were looking at him so happily, he was an asshole to you and was disrespectful-

"Would you like a ride?" You question.

He allows his eyes to admire you for a while before responding. "It's okay, my house is just five minutes away."

"It is?" You question, your smile widening.

He swallows. Damn you, you're teasing him. "See you tomorrow," he grumbles, walking to your door.

"Wait!" You exclaim, grabbing his book bag and handing it to him. You lean up, holding the back of his neck, pressing a chaste kiss to his cheek.

His right hand itches forward to hold you, but he stops himself. No, you've already taken enough from her. What have you given her? The fucking creeps.

He simply nods, keeping his feelings to himself and walks down the hall. It takes every cell in his body to not look back at your face. He can feel your gaze trailing on him.

"Thanks for letting me stay," he thanks your mother, giving her a nod. But she squeals, hugging him close.

"My little love likes you, I can tell," she speaks hushed, not wanting you to hear. Don't give him hope, don't. His mind still races, even your mom can see it, your gaze with more shine as you look at Simon.

He nods again, brain running a million miles an hour to even form a sentence. He walks away from the kitchen and leaves through the door. He closes it behind him and walks down the drive.

He waits until he's completely off the property before grinning and laughing, all while holding your t-shirt to his crotch. The street is quiet, not a soul around. He walks away, an extra leap in his step, happiness fulfilling him.

All in one day, you met up with him, you drove him to your house, you studied in your room, you kissed and he... he cringed hard, not wanting to think about it. You had him wrapped around your finger. He keeps smiling, though. Next Thursday, he'll be with you again.

『★』

EEEEK SO CUTE!!

Guys, Simon is NOT a perv!! I just wanted to include his conflicted thoughts because he loves her so much and doesn't want to make her uncomfortable 🤧. I'm not sure how many parts I'm hoping on doing, mayyyyybe 4... or 5... 😙. For you smut girlies, yes, there WILL be smut in upcoming parts and I hope my writing will be up to your expectations. Have a lovely day💗

Also!! Please note I am not trying to sexualise the characters at all, they will be turning 18 soon and it isn't a shock to anyone that they are doing these kinds of this at 17🤭

[wazzappp]

WERE DOING SPECBIO STUFF AGAIN BABY. Feels fucking good to get back to my roots (i get to close 50 tabs worth of research now. Delightful)

Terminators are made of a Titanium Alloy (Im going with ferrotitanium which is a mix of iron and titanium. They never specify in the movie what the titanium is mixed with so fuck it we ball baby)) skeleton contains limited amounts of Mimetic Polyalloy (fake material used for the terminator in terminator two). Mimetic polyalloy can be hard or flexible and will be used to create new structures that the iron collected from food will later fully establish. This will allow his metal endoskeleton to mimic standard growth that a regular skeleton would have growing up.

When first introduced to the foster system (medical checkups are required once entering the foster system. The police probably do some checkups on Robbie also just to make sure hes okay when they find him), medical tests show that he has anemia, so it’s  recommended he be put on iron supplements. My reasoning is any iron in his blood is almost instantly sent to work on growing his endoskeleton. That means the actual amount of iron left in his blood is pretty low (the opposite of this is hemochromatosis which is when there's too much iron in your blood). I could see him probably trying to stop iron supplements but I think there would be some side effects to convince him to start taking them again. His joints might ache or I could see child terminator Robbie saying some mildly concerning shit like ‘my bones feel hungry’. I also think he might crave foods that are high in iron. Like beef/chicken liver, canned tuna, and seafood. Idk how frequently he could AFFORD these things but yk. The endoskeleton hungers eternal  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Nanobots are used to repair wiring for his nervous system, synthetic muscular system, acts as his immune system and sometimes accelerates healing for his organic systems (organic parts of his muscular system, skin, and nerves). For the most part his organic systems heal on their own at about the same pace as a normal human person. Nanomachines/nanoparticles are fueled by glucose (if Robbie needs work done by the nanobots he might need to eat or crave sugar both before and afterwards). 

He probably has a fairly (?) normal digestive system and circulatory system. The spread of his circulatory system is just more limited because some parts of him don't really need blood. . The primary job of the nanomachines when they aren't busy healing or growing his body is to harvest as much heme iron from the food/supplements he consumes as possible so that it can be repurposed later. His immune system is taken care of by the nanobots so all he has to worry about is red blood cell and plasma production. Similar to adults, most of this takes place in his spine, ribs, skull and breastbone. The red bone marrow is stored inside these metal parts and the red blood cells are then released into his bloodstream. Plasma is created in the liver and also in bone marrow so most of that stays the same

Another fun bit about the endoskeleton:

Bones close to his skin that are in danger of being exposed (knuckles, kneecaps, cheekbones) have a very thin enamel coating to preserve the illusion that they are bones. But underneath it’s all just the same Ferrotitanium.

onto the muscular system

Muscles are laced with a Shape Memory Alloy called Nitinol. A flexible (SURPRISINGLY durable godamn) metal material made of nickel and titanium that reacts to electrical and thermal impulses. It’s already used in the medical field (I can not fucking BELIVE that this is real thats so so so SO fucking cool). Superficial muscles are more organic (80% muscle 20% nitinol) but as the muscles go deeper they become more and more synthetic (20% muscle 40% nitinol 40% titanium wiring for durability). Superficial muscles are more muscle for stealth purposes. If injuries go deeper than anticipated he will still be able to fly mostly under the radar, assuming no wires have been significantly dislodged. If he’s been injured into the deeper layers then there’s no use in trying to lay low anymore. He’s clearly in a combat situation and stealth protocols no longer matter.

ALSO I did some math to try and figure out how heavy Robbie would be with all this metal in his system. Heres the logic for my equation:

CONTENT WARNING. MATH.

About 12 - 15% of your body mass is bone. A person weighing 155 lbs will have about 22lbs of bones. One Cubic centimeter of bones will weigh about 1.85 grams.

Ferrotitanium alloy is 4.5 grams per cubic centimeter. 

The equation 1.85/4.5 = 22/x in which x is his new bodyweight. Multiply 1.85 by 2.43 to get 4.5. Because the equation must be symmetrical you then multiply 22 by 2.43 to get 53.5 lbs.

With all of the extra metal in his system, I think it would be reasonable to assume that he LOOKS like he should be about 155 lbs but his actual weight is around 250 lbs. I have. NO idea how doctors are going to deal with this.

Had some VERY FUN hypotheticals from @moosemonstrous (thank you for proofreading my insanity once again <3) about his body shedding as much water as possible and like. shriveling his organs to drop as much weight as possible before doctors appointments. But given that he is a cyborg and not an android I do think that might kill him so Im thinking??? Maybe people just assume the scale is broken.... every single time he's in.

IDK man if they have access to his wack ass file then his breaking the conservation of mass is the least weird thing in there.

OKAY YAYYYYY NOW THAT I HAVE HIS INTERWORKINGS LAID OUT I CAN DO FUN CYBORG GORE!!!!! <33

[starlightshadowsworld]

My thoughts on Bsd chapter 117

Spoilers below

I knew it!

Well not really but I knew Bram being here had something to do with Akutugawa. That's his godamn coat.

... Wait nooo.. Nooo! Fuck you don't make me watch Bram die again.

Aya trying to mean to lessen the blow. Bram feeling like he failed her. The flashbacks to his daughter...

"One day I'll carry you on my back"

Devastating how dare you.

Honestly considering how seriously Akutugawa keeps his promises, this seems like a good idea.

Ayyy Kunikida!

I do love how we're leaning into making Fukuchi some eldritch horror. Because fundamentally he should not exist.

Because it goes against everything. He is not of this world, of course his very existence fills you with dread.

I didn't think one look would take out Junichiro tho.

Kunikida filled with absolute terror and still having the strength to say what are you, fuck he's so cool.

Oh... Fukuchi can talk. Kinda ruins the vibe a little tbh but okay that's a choice.

"I am all. I am none." I am justice. I am the night. I am Batman.

I agree Kunikida what is going on at this airport? Everyone in Bsd talks about shit going on in the Train station but that is nothing compared to whatever this is.

Public transport man don't use it in this universe. Or any transport to be honest.

I love that Fyodor's just standing here not saying a word like okay fine you can have this one.

Ohhh ohh why did he sneak up on him ahhh nooo. Also you can't see one of Kunikida's hands and I am concerned.

Oh yeah this is the first time anyone in the Agency but Atsushi and Fukuzawa have dealt with Amenogozen.

Someone really should've told the others this fucker lives up to his name as the space time sword.

Atsushi you might wanna go the other way, whatevers going on there isn't looking so good.

Thank you Kunikida, see why don't we all just pack up our shit and leave.

"Tanizaki when I give the signal use your ability to escape"

You know this means whatever comes next is going to have everyone be like erm actually it could just be Junichiro's special ability.

Asagiri knows this fandom to well.

... AHHH!!!??!????? WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK

KUUNNNIIIKIIIIIDAAAAA!!!

That better have been Junichiro's ability I swear to God nooooo! OHH AND ATSUSHI GOT THERE TOO LATE

Whyyyy why would you do this?!

Ohhh his hands are melting I'm like actually crying.

I feel like this itself is a sign that those killed by Amenogozen can come back because no one dies in this series. Because there's no way Asagiri would just kill Kunikida off... I hope.

Atsushi grabbing Junichiro out of harms way like that must've been the hardest decision to make to go.

"Fantastic move"

He's so proud of them.

Very confusing statement from Fukuchi that this blade shouldn't be able to harm Kunikida(?) as it stabs him. I don't know what this line means, if it's meant to mean anything.

Literally paralleling lines to when we thought Kunikida died in the helicopter soo... I dunno what to think anymore.

Also during the helicopter thing, Kunikida essentially told Junichiro that he was in charge... And now Junichiro's had to watch him maybe die again.

The shot of his notebook on the ground is just foul.

Atsushi no it's not you're fault!

I share the sentiment Junichiro I really do.

... THE SWORDS ABOVE HIS HEAD WHATF THE HELL?!

And it ends.

I don't think they'll get Junichiro too but Atsushi was alone in the epilogue.... Oh no.

[utdrmv-confession-box]

Transcript: The Sans AUs were never about Sans were they.... yes, they're versions of Sans but it honestly didn't take long for them to stray far away and just become their own thing entirely?? These are just characters using the base design for Sans(round skeleton). They might have come to life because Sans became the most popular character for his damned genocide battle but brooo...... that would've been no reason for him to get all these AUs that weren't even about him. Like literally, the earlier AUs are also design based on Sans, and these people should've been more fan of the game??? Is there like, a design appeal that made people decide round skeleton man should start dressing up?? How was any of this about Sans if none of these characters took anything from him other than being a godamned round skeleton??

The reason people may not like the Sans AUs is because "why just Sans? Undertale has so many cool characters??" WHICH IS TRUE but tbh the real question is was this even ever about Sans... was he the easiest to draw?? This is not me dissing on Sans AUs btw I am one of those freaks💀 I may have missed out on something because I became a fan in 2019-2020-ish but from my knowledge this. There's no. It just doesn't add up... This is just messy ramble but I'm genuinely like. Was this ever about Sans the character or Sans the design.... design barely, just the specific type of skeleton monster. Round fat skeletons... not even fat... just round.... ball skeletons..........

[matchingstripsocks]

My honest opinion, as the skiddad man of the fandom, on this guy's outfits

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◆ 1. — ‐ The classic suit and turtleneck [6/10]

It's okay but I don't like how the saturation is practically the same, the color combo sucks but he gets a decent grade for being his main fit

◆ 2. — ‐ Woodcarver [10/10]

Personal favorite of the bunch, I love how it shows him doing art and how this fit is always correlated to some form of lore

Peak colors too🎉

◆ 3. — ‐ Black Suit [9/10]

Black suits him quite well imo this goes extremely hard, I love how the gold stands out from the black itself

one point taken off because I wish it was consistent design wise </3

◆ 4. — ‐ Cardigan ??? [8/10]

I love this fit so much he looks like an 80 year old grandpa 🎉 handsome old man I hope he explodes

Real question is why he built like shadow w those colors

◆ 5. / 6. — ‐

LEFT ??suit? [6/10]

RIGHT sweater??? [6/10]

Theyre placed togheter because theyre not very memorable I seriously didn't know this existed but he looks quite stylish and cozy so that's okay

◆ 7. — ‐ Green shirt /omnious [10/10]

HE LOOKS SO FUCKING BASIC WITH THIS ITS SO FUNNY shaped like a godamn Costco dad I think this ones its own entity and it deserves a perfect score🎉 I wish it was drawn more tbh

◆ 8. — ‐ Grey/Black [9/10]

He gets 1 point off because I hate drawing his godamn sleeves im gonna cry

HES SOOOOO COOL THOUGH . one of my personal favorite fits tbh he looks quite serious in this I can see him striking fear with this

I wish the suit was a more blue ish grey tho

◆ 9. — ‐ HOW MANY SUITS DO YOU NEED. [7/10]

I'm giving it a 7 because I cant tell if this is the same as the other black suit I've seen but I love this shade of black so much

Why is it exclusive to cult mansion portraits </3

◆ 10. — ‐ Cultist robes [6/10]

2 complains ;

1. TOO much fanservice with. The cult robes and the cult itself.

2. I don't like the cultist colors because the yellow/cyan combo sucks they're the same saturation it's a bitch to color and not have my eyes hurt make it DARKER🖕

So obviously I'm leaving out 3 more fits because this guys closet is stuffed with fabric but I'm only doing the main ones👍👍👍you may ask questions if you have any on why some are ranked lower or higher for a better explanation

[boozye]

I love reading your rants and ramblings about Lucifer, and was wondering if I could persuade you to overanalyze why Lucifer blushes during the Home Screen line wherein he says it was lonely without you around. AFAIK, it's the only one he blushes for except for when he admits to going on a spending spree on Akuzon.

I was surprised by it honestly! He says things on the spot with such confidence usually. But then I noticed he seems to save his more sweet lines for when he and MC are alone. Unless it's with the express purpose of someone else listening. Like he's hyperaware of his surroundings, but very cool and calculated about it.

Lucifer is very aware of other people's feelings. He makes a point to take notes of others taste and preferences. Personally, I think that usually, these are traits related to being a people pleaser or a pushover in general. Because they can't stand any sort of negative emotion being aimed their way. However, there are those who can stand it and accept it as a part of life, despite being aware. Lucifer strikes me as the latter. He doesn't usually enjoy others being upset with him, but he accepts it and tries to make amends. He is aware that, for example, Mammon is constantly gonna talk smack about him because he's the punisher, but he accepts it because someone's gotta stop his constant godamn antics sometimes.

Anyways, getting back on topic.

I think he blushes because he thought too much about it. It's not something he says out of nowhere. He was LONELY WITHOUT YOU, HE WAS THINKING ABOUT YOU AND MISSING YOU FOR WHO KNOWS HOW LONG UNTIL YOU ARRIVE. The feelings and words have been swirling within him too long to just be casual and spontaneous about it. So he just resigns to saying something so sweet in earnest for once without any calculations. So he blushes.

Or maybe he's just drunk idk

Those are my musings about that :^)

[whereismyhat5678]

From my last post I did rant about how much I loved the Pizza Tower Stage Play, BUT I DIDN’T TALK ABOUT VIGILANTE????

I needed to make a separate post because I couldn’t fit in the sketches I drew of him 😭😭

I LOVED HIS CHARACTER 💞💞💞💞

THE WAY HE SITS AND ACTS ALL BADASS AND THE INTRO????? THE INTRODUCTION WAS TO DIE FOR I WOULD DROP DEAD FROM THIS MAN IF I ENCOUNTERED HIM HOLY SHIT HE WAS AWESOME 💓💥💕💕💖💖💝😭💓💥💖💕💗😭

THEY HAD NO RIGHT TO MAKE HIM SO GODAMN COOL BUT THEY DID AND I RESPECT THEM HE IS LEGIT SO FUCKING FINE BRO 😭💥💗💞💕

I HAD to do sketches of him- I’m not the best at drawing real people (I still need to practice more-) BUT GOD DID I NEED TO DRAW HIM AND HIS FINE LOOKING ASS-

I respect him so much, the actor is amazing and I LOVED the costume choice, PLEASE I NEED MORE PEOPLE TALKING ABOUT HIM HE’S THAT GOOD 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

[minzart]

Paperinik Week 1!

Hello! I'm new to pkna but I found this séries back in may and am curently on insue #18! Só naturaly I'm visiting their tag to see who else new and old fans are and lo and behold there's a duck reading club who is currently doing a week by week assignment! Started by @duckblr-book-club

I hope I can conclude this series with their time limit and hey, why not participate and share what I thought!

So here it is! Some screenshots and a brief explanation to the followers who read this and have no idea what Paperinik New Adventures is!

Disclaimer: I started reading these comics in Portuguese and then didn't find inssue 7 and jumped to English

Vol 1 / #0 EVRONIANS

The first inssue! Yayyy! And I love how Donald is introduced as already being the duck avenger/Paperiniki for some time! Bc it's true! He already had adventures before this!

When I read this the first time my only interaction with the concept of duck avenger was his apparition in the "Race world" series(wich was done years after this one)! Were he was manifested into existence as Donald's race partner and as his courage taken form, I have read that was a very poor take on the character and at the time I didn't knew HOW TRUE IT WAS. Paperiniki is so much more than just Donald's daring side or wtv. IT IS HIM IN ALL HIS SASS AND GLORY

He is a VIGILANTE! Not a hero! A VIGILANTE AND I LOVE HOW HIS ALLIES AND FOES ACTUALY REFLECT THE ACTUAL MEANING OF THIS!

Anyway I LOVE UNO(um/one) I LOVE HIM, AN ARTIFICIAL INTELICE CREATED BY AN ALMOST MAD GENIUS WHO COULDN'T STOP CREATING THINGS! bad AND GOOD! the guy had a compulsion disorder. And Uno, for me reflects that SO WELL, HE IS SUCH A LITTLE SHIT, he is a godamned STALKER BUILDING, the guy KNOWS your address, your size, your name and your family and is STARVING FOR A FRIENDSHIP BC JUST LOOK AT DONALD! Uno jumped at the chance to be useful and DO SO MUCH SHIT AND HE IS SASSY! he and Donald have such a good banter bc they are on the same LEVEL OF SNARKBESS

The evronians suck your emotions and what a good contrast to our full of passion Donald Duck the Duck Avenger!

such a good way to start and introduce the concepts of aliens and vigilantes! And I love how to have the aliens they upgraded Paperinikis' gadgets by introducing Uno and the whole concept of Mr.Ducklair

Also I love the little goodbye to Giro at the end, and remember, I have not read any of his adventures prior to this series, and I get it! Giro was his gadgets partner before this all started! And I found it cute how he didn't wanted to say goodbye or even how to start! It felt, for me, a way the writers communicate with the older fans? I have no idea if it worked or if it was scandalous but starting the series telling new people that hey, he already exists before and had other adventures and allies! But now we are introducing new ones! So don't panic! Maybe we will even sneak a reference or two :)

Vol 2 / #0/2 THE WINDS OF TIME

Aliens who suck your emotions and want to conquer the galaxy is too weak a plot for you?fear not FOR WE HAVE TIME TRAVEL :D

And better yet, CRONOPIRATES-I mean CronoThieves! RAIDER MY BELOVED I LOVE HIM. HE IS SUCK A GOOD ANTAGONIST he is clever, he is brutal, he introduced the concept of TimePolice and Time Travel and a whole new deck of institutions to the world just by EXISTING, AND THAT PART OF THE SCREENSHOT MADE ME WOW, in theory you would have figured out by now he was a time traveler, but that scene, that over there is the CINEMATIC REVELATION, the part were if you didn't figure out by now he is time traveling and THAT IS SUCH A COOL POWER.

Even Donald and Uno admit that it would be a hard challenge! AND IT WAS! IF IT WEREN'T BY LYLA AND A GODDAMEND TIME TORNADO WHAT THE HELL XD, but yeah to best him paperiniki had to use LUCK and little but of planing!

And introducing the concepts of Droids! The future has Droids and Lyla is one of them!

Vol 3 / #0/3 XADHOOM!

Xadhoom! Our third entry of allies(for now, Raider i can smell the ally by circumstances from here)! She is the last survivor of her race that was killed... :) , by the evronians, and it was all her fault, her too trusty nature and also her eagerness to complete her cientific experiment first and safety later led her people to slaughter

She now has sweared vengeance and is fighting alone in space against the killers of her people and colonizers of her planet, she is full of angst, rage and is burning herself(practically literaly) to fulfill her revenge or/and die trying

As you can see, she is such an 80's edgy superhero and I love it for her you go queen! Kill yourself trying to achieve an impossible goal! However she is in a paperiniki comic and BOY, this lovable dumbass won't even notice he was about the be blow up in a suicidal attempt made by her to destroy an evronian base that was on earth, wich would blow up our whole planet too, but Uno and him got an alternative and that enough created a bond and a sweet talk between them wich convinced her to not blow up for her cause! And he didn't even noticed she is practically an atomic bomb with legs :)

Cute, funny bc paperiniki is a lovable idiot and she is an edify cientist with blood in her eyes :D

Vol 4 / #1 SHADOWS OF VENUS

The inssue were I could imagine this being a season finale! We introduced and expanded on the evronians' generals! Supreme Zondag could absolutely be a tumblr sexy man if we got a series from this comic and you can't tell me otherwise! It's the full black regale that you can absolutely imagine as latex, anyways meet also the chef of their cientific department, official Zoster, I can hear the maniacal doctor laugh from here and don't test me my track record of favorite antagonist has at least 4 mad cientist in it

Also can you imagine how much of a prick you must be for an alien race target you for your negativety being THAT BIG?! Honestly Angus has to be removed from the equation he's just too full of negative emotions, then again Xadhoom sacrificing herself only to do a FUCK YOU I CAST FIRE BALL(explodes the ship WITH THE GENERALS IN IT) IS A BIG PP MOVE GIRL

Vol 5 / #2 TWO

Listen. LISTEN. UNO ALREADY HAS SUCH A VILLAIN POTENTIAL, all of his planing and manipulation, his gadgets and backstory are PRIME VILLAIN FOR ME OK, he is a Grey character in my heart and Duo just proves my point, I LOVE HIM ALSO, this. THESE SETS OF PANELS WERE SO COOL, THE REVEAL, THE DRAMA, THE SETTING! He isn't a virus! he is basically a twin, another face of Uno and I love it! He was already there right from.the beggining. He just got TIRED OF BEING IN THE BACKSTAGE ALL THE TIME AND NOW HE IS PISSED!

Also YAYYY Everett Ducklair appears! He is alive and well, seeking spiritual guidance and becoming a monk, but also coming back bc he is not stupid, he installed a device that will inform him when things go wrong with Uno, would you look at that the guy jumped off ship responsibly! He is also SO TINNY(wich is a contrast i find extremely amusing knowing that Uno prefers the opposed spectrum if givem a body)

Vol 6 / #3 DAY OF THE COLD SUN

AND IF THINGS COULDN'T GET MORE EPIC, THE TEAM UP WITH RAIDER IS HERE BABYYYY YAHOOOOOO

I LOVE how the time police is a bitch! I love how Paperiniki will go against authorities if ir means saving people! I love how he teams up with the Raider and how the Raider only offers this information AS A TRADE!

The time police would let so much people die to maintain the future status quo! And Donald is having NOONE OF IT, he will save the day, he will save the city, future be DAMNED! his family and friends are in duckburg!

He will save the day and get the villain, he is also in the watch list but hey Uno does this all the time, no prob

Vol 7 / #4 EARTHQUAKE

And now the last inssue of this weak we learn a bit more about Angus Fangus! He came from humble begginings! That is his mom and she is a badass old lady and leader who has more neurons and deserves better, I hope I see her again the the future!

And also Faraday! Still waiting to see if she gets more involved in the story bc for now this is the only time I see her.

This is also the inssue were the military get involved! Another organization to keep track off!

Last thoughts

Go read Paperinik New Adventures! It's fun! It's funny, has lovable characters, and the 80's/90's poor taste gags that can still be found here are are really quick to glance over.

I haven't even talked about other characters who are still really crucial and INTERESTING (camera 9 my beloved), this whole series is so well thought out too! Each little piece of lore introduced in the beggining will be expanded in the future!

The art is so colorful AND THERE ARE DETAIK THE INDIVIDUAL PANELS THAT WILL BE IMPORTANT LATER. Lyla calling out Uno earsdroping in her conversation with Paperinik literaly made me back Track to see if they did show us AND THEY DID, UNO WAS HIDEN IN PLAIN SIGHT AND I ONLY GOT TO NOTICE HIM AFTER SHE POINTED OUT!

[whatanightmaregrinch]

John Hancock x (Fem)Sole Survivor- "thought I'd lost you"

[[TW: light gore]]

John Hancock didn't find himself afraid often. In fact, he prided himself on his ability to keep his cool, even in shitty scenarios. No matter what came his way, he always knew how to act. Got himself out of some pretty sticky situations with that talent too. He considered himself a ghoul of many tricks, and that's why he felt out of options when he saw Sole limp through the gates of his great city, supported by one of the Goodneighbor guards. He practically lunged forward off of the bench he'd sat down on to huff jet, and stormed towards them. His heart started slamming in his ribcage when he saw blood dribble from her pretty fucking mouth and down her chin, the way they locked eyes but Sole wasn't even there. Her eyes rolled back, and she collapsed, bringing the guard down with her under the weight of her nearly destroyed power armour. The guard started shouting, gaining the attention of some drifters, who started clamouring toward them to help. He barely had room to feel pride for his citizens banding together to help their fellow man. John dragged Sole off of the guard with some effort, the guard managing to wheeze out a thanks and rolling to the side, and he felt sick as he removed his hands from her and saw her blood sticking to his hands. He didn't hear himself shout for Doctor Amari, didn't even process himself desperately trying to rip her out of her power armour to assess the damage. He glanced at her face, pale and sweaty. She looked dead, and it terrified him.

"Hey Sunshine? I need you to listen to me." He said shakily, finally managing to crack the broken breast plate away from her, and he sucked in a breath.

Her dirty white shirt was stained with her own blood, but he could see where the material had ripped, and the evil glint of metal deep in the wound that had caused it. Someone's hands went to remove her shirt for him to see better, and he smacked their hand away so hard they yelped in surprise.

"Fuck are you doing, idiot? We can't get her wound out here it'll get fuckin' dust in, use your godamn mind!" Some part of him wanted to protect her dignity. Not that he wouldn't want to see her, he just wanted her permission and not to be covered in blood and surrounded by god knows how many pairs of eyes. Unless that was what she wanted, of course.

"I got the Doc!" A male voice slurred, but Hancock couldn't even spare attention for him. He couldn't stop staring at her fucking face. He was glad other people were there to help take the rest of her power armour off because he was being fucking useless right now. A familiar hand pushed him out of the way, and he realised he was in Amari's way. He scrambled back, but stopped when the doctor shot him a glare.

"Where are you going John? Help me carry her." She snapped, but not unkindly. She recognised the fear in his black eyes, but she didn't have the time to soothe him. She wasn't even sure how she was going to help Sole yet, she was a scientist, not a medic and she figured her best bet would be to take her patient to Daisy and see if they could come up with something. She had basic medical training, but when it had nothing to do with human, ghoul or synth brain, she was out of ideas. She moved around to Soles head and arms, and directed John to her legs and feet. He wrapped his arms around her legs ready whilst Amari told two others how best to support Sole on the torso so it wouldn't dip. She told another to send word to Daisy of their arrival with the promise of caps for what they needed and use of her space.

"On three."Doctor Amari commanded, and on three, they all pulled her up into the air as flat as they could. Sole made a horrible groaning noise, and Hancock could see her eyes opening and closing as she struggled with consciousness.

"We're gonna fix you right up, don't you worry. Try and stay awake." John tried her as they all staggered quickly towards Daisy's shop, her only making noises of pain in reply. He didn't understand how she even managed to get back to the gates, let alone inside the city.

Daisy was ready for them. Just like him, Sole had touched her heart in ways she'd prefer not to talk about, and seeing her in this state shocked her. Daisy mentioned once that she reminded her of her days before the war,of picket fences, green grass and blue skies. Not that John could picture what that was like.

Daisy had a table upstairs cleaned off, and they set her down as gently as they could. John pulled his coat off and folded it, shoving it under her head so she had support. He stood against the wall, so the two women could work. He'd only pace around and get in the way if he didn't. Daisy had rifled through and brought up all the supplies she could think of that they might need, and a bucket with boiling water to kill the germs as best they could.

He stayed whilst they cleaned her up with the limited alcohol they had, but John decided to leave the room when they set about pulling out the blade. He wasn't usually squeamish, but his heart couldn't take it this time around. He couldn't let himself feel the sadness in his bones, couldn't let himself think about the large possibility that Sole might die there on that table, and he'd have to bury another person he loved. He wandered downstairs, and out the closed shop front to sit down on the bench outside. He dug around in his pockets for a cigarette, finding one but tutting when he realised he didn't have a light. He looked around to see if he could bum a light from someone, but the street had emptied not ten minutes after. Events like that tended to spook people, and well, a nice gal like that in the kinda state she was in was bound to pull on some heartstrings. He didn't regret giving her his coat, but he regretted not shaking his metal plated lighter and jet from his pocket. He could have ran home to get some, but he didn't want to be too far away from her.

Many times had John Hancock fallen in love. They were short and fleeting circumstances, but he valued them. Well, as much as a ghoul fucked out of his skull could, anyway. He valued the sex less. He had alot of it in his time, and whilst he partook in it often, he didn't tend to talk to them after, or make them breakfast, or any of that shit. Usually by the time he woke up from his drug fuelled bender they were gone, leaving him with a feeling of emptiness and unfufillment. Sole had taken his usual routine and shook it around. He was willing to follow her across the wastelands forever if that was what she wanted. And now she was laid out on a table dying. He might never get to ask her how she felt about him, how she felt about sharing her life with him, or even find her fucking son. He wouldn't admit it, but he cried. He cried for a long time, and as the dusky evening turned to night, he remained frozen on the bench, cigarette abandoned next to him.

He didn't realise Amari's figure come out to him at first, his eyes too adjusted to the gloom to pick the white of her coat. He wanted to throw up when he made out the detail of Sole's blood decorating her sleeves. He didn't want to hear the news he knew to be true. Doctor Amari sat down next to him on the bench, and sighed aloud. She grabbed a cigarette, lit it with her lighter and offered the pack and light to him, which he didn't accept. Just started at her, almost angry she couldn't deliver the news first. Did she mean that little to her?

"Oh you, she's alive. Horribly wounded, but.. alive." Amari said, and wordlessly Hancock took the cigarette and lighter offered to him. Taking a puff of his lit cigarette, he sighed, the weight of the world lifting from his shoulders for the first time in hours.

"How bad was it?" He found the courage to ask, and Amari made this unpleasant sound that he didn't want to hear from her again.

"Whoever did that to her got her good. I'm thinking her power armour must have been really badly damaged already for the knife to get her like that. Daisy and I managed to stop the bleeding, but she'll have a nasty scar, that's to say if infection doesn't take her first." Amari's words stung John back to his reality. They weren't out of the fog yet. He took an extra long drag of the cigarette and exhaled.

"Don't really know what to do." Hancock admitted to her. She looked at him with a thoughtful gaze. "I assumed you'd be rushing inside by now to see her, if I'm honest. Why are you still sat with me?" She probed. His scarred face set into a frown.

"I don't want to see her like that if she's gonna-"

"How selfish, John. What of her? Do you think she deserves to be ignored like this?" She snapped, cutting him off. "Daisy and I were busy saving her life, and the moments she was lucid between shots, all she wanted to know was where you were." She jabbed a finger into his chest. Her words stung, even if she was right. Hurt his pride in a way he didn't want to admit. He just looked down, and Doctor Amari tutted, stabbing her cigarette out angrily on the benches arm rest. "If she lives, all she'll remember is you refusing to see her." She finalised, and stood. Brushing the mess from her thighs, she didn't even bother to collect her lighter and cigarette carton back as she went striding off into the darkness, probably back to her home. He thought about calling out to her, but she'd disappeared into the shadows before he had chance. He took it as good fortune, and pocketed the lighter and packet. He faltered as he wondered what to do next.

He looked up at the top window above Daisy's shop. The faint glow to it seemed inviting, but he was filled with regret. He couldn't be what she needed from him right now, he couldn't be the good man she needed. Compared to Nate, he was nothing. He didn't even have eyebrows. He grunted at the thought, and stood to go back to the Old State House. A quiet voice suddenly spoke up within him, urging him to remember something he'd long forgotten. A memory played out before him, he wasn't sure whether the jet and daytripper he'd taken during the day were reacting with eachother, but it spoke to him, reminding him of something that if he was right about and he'd forgotten he swore he'd cut his own brain out.

Sole was laid on a dirty double mattress next to him. He strained to remember more of the scene, but it started to come together. They'd been travelling back from a settlement not too far from Goodnighbour when the radiation storm had swarmed them so fast they'd barely time to duck into a semi suitable house. They retreated to the basement and found a singular double mattress in there and no open windows that could let the storm in, so they decided to camp for the night. Radiation didn't bother him, but Sole was smooth skinned and she didn't have enough fusion cores left to make the journey back. They were back to back, facing away. He had no qualms about sleeping face to face, but her pre-war sensibilities were apparent in the quieter moments.

"Hancock?" She said in a tired voice. "Hmm?" He mumbled. He remembered taking a puff of jet then, and he crinkled his nose. Why was he always so fuckin high all the time? "..is it hard, being a mayor?" She wondered, and he snorted as he coughed the chem out of his lungs. "Sure as brahmin shit, girl. Makes me do all kinds of uncomfy shit I'm not exactly happy about." He admitted. He tried to fight off the suprise when he felt her shift around in the mattress, to face his back. He moved to copy her, but her hands suddenly pressed against his shoulders, trapping him to facing away from her. "Dont turn over." She said softly, and he chuckled. "Whatever you want, sister." He slurred. He felt her hands tense on his back. "You shouldn't call me that." She said, and he furrowed his brow line in confusion. "Why not? Don't ya like it?" He replied, and she was silent for about a minute. He waited for her to gather her thoughts. "It just, makes me think we're related, that's all. I don't want to be related to you." She said stiffly, and he felt a little hurt. "What's wrong with being related to me?" He huffed out, chest jutting out a little. He was glad she wasn't allowing him to turn round. What she said was so quiet he wasnt sure he'd heard it right. " We can't be romantically involved." She grunted, and withdrew her hands from his back, and returned to her original position, back to back with him. He stared in silence for a long time at the crack in the wall directly opposite of him, listening to the sound of the lightning that stormed on a level above them.

He nearly killed himself right there for taking so much jet he'd basically ignored her unasked question, and had never brought it up to her again. What if she was testing the waters? What if he was supposed to respond then, confirm or deny his feelings for her? He groaned , and spun around on his heel. He needed to see her, needed to talk to her and get it all out, even if it was the only reason that selfishly drove him up those stairs. He couldn't decide for her, it was wrong. But she deserved atleast an explanation. Daisy cast him a glance as he walked past her, cleaning her counter. She wanted to say something to him, but it could wait. He clambered the stairs, and cringed as he saw the table where she lay so lifelessly hours before, now covered in her blood but empty. He spotted her laid out on the sofa in the darker corner of the room, his coat gently draped over her as a blanket, but she'd pushed it down at some point in her sleep. He took note that they'd changed her into a different, less traumatic t-shirt for her to wake up in, rather than her ripped one. He couldn't ignore the bandages poking out from under it, though. A sigh brought him out of his thoughts, and he saw she was sleeping. He came and sat beside her on the floor, and feeling his heart speed up just slightly. She was sleeping, a stab wound victim, and he found her enchanting, even in this state.

"You really scared me." He spoke softly to avoid disturbing her. When he heard no change from her, he continued. "I saw you on the floor and I thought you were dead. It really made me stop, and a ghoul like me doesn't stop for much." He lent back into the sofa, removing the hat from his head. "I figured love was off the plate for you, after you told me what happened with Nate. I couldn't blame you if you did, you know. But I didn't mean to ignore you, that night." He said quietly. " -'was just shocked, is all. You gotta understand a gal like you saying something like that to me rocked me, I mean look at you. You look like all them pretty gals from the movie posters." He mused, looking down at his own scarred hands in a silent comparison. He didn't find himself ugly, but he certainly wasn't normal. Didn't look normal in areas you wanted to look normal, either. "I felt at peace with you. I feel at peace with you." He corrected, and cast her sleeping face a glance, to find her eyes open and staring at him with a curious intensity instead. He was afraid, and she didnt say anything. She winced in immense pain, but made an effort to reach out a trembly hand and cup his cheek. He softened at the realization it wasn't rejection, but exhaustion that caused her silence. It wasnt like she was in any state to talk. Her thumb caressed the ridges on the left side of his face. He sighed into the touch, feeling it spread warmth into his cheeks, into his neck and down into his chest. He didn't expect declarations of love from her, it was too soon for that. But for now, he could allow himself to enjoy this. To enjoy being with her.

"Don't leave me." Her voice came out broken, and hoarse. He covered her hand on his face with her own, and squeezed gently. "Couldn't, not after this." He murmured, and she smiled. He loved that smile, and he hoped that she would smile at him like that forever. He wanted to serve and protect that smile, and he promised himself in that moment that he would find whoever had laid her out like this and make them wish they were having a fucking nightmare.

[crybabydraws]

I just listened to Hozier's album Unreal Unearth and I'm gonna explode. Holy shit what an amazing album and what an incredible artist. Here are my first impressions I got from each song.

De Selby (Part 1) - Very pretty. A beautiful song to start this album. A wonderful taste of what's to come

De Selby (Part2) - FUNKY! I'll be taking this and I will be listening to it on repeat til I'm sick of it or dead. Whichever comes first (probably death tbh).

First Time - Just a simple love song (I'm lying). It doesn't really speak to me on any kind of existential level (still lying).

Francesca - What a lovely sonG OH HOLY SHIT- (Also the ending portion of this song is heavenly, pun intended)

I, Carrion (Icarian) - I could only think about Crowley and Aziraphale when this song came on. It fits them SOOO well! Anyways, gorgeous song!

Eat Your Young - The sound of this song is so awesome and sexy for a song that uses a clever parallel to Chronos to keep the Greek mythology theme to make it about sacrificing the next generation for money and power. I live for it.

Damage Gets Done - Hozier and Brandi Carlile's voices are so pretty together. This song sounds like running through a flower filled field with someone you want to be buried next to.

Who we are - This song speaks for itself and what it has to say is beautiful and painful as shit. I love this song.

Son of Nyx - The animated masterpiece that I made in my head to this song was incredible.

All Things End - "If there was anyone to ever get through this life with their heart still intact, they didn't do it right." GODAMN SO TRUE! This song is so nice. Accepting that everything will end while still keeping hope that we'll begin again UGH! I LOVE IT!

To Someone From A Warm Climate (Uiscefhuaraithe) - Beautiful. Incredible. I'm speechless. I also cannot believe that word is pronounced that way.

Butchered Tongue - This reads to me like a poetic love letter to language, music, and to Hozier's hometown. It goes over his personal experience with growing up in his hometown and appreciating it even more as he experiences other places and recognizes even more how it has affected him. That's what I got at least. Lovely song ofc.

Anything But - If the previous song was about the love of things that make us human and connect us like language, this song is about the feeling of wanting to be anything but human or, better yet, nothing at all. So cool. I love this man.

Abstract (Psychopomp) - When I listened to this song for the first time, I didn't really pay attention to the lyrics. I still teared up. I still haven't really looked at the lyrics and I'm still emotional about it. I love music. I love life. I love that I get to experience this with my ears. I love that I can appreciate it and understand it. GOD THIS ALBUM IS SO GOOOOD!!!

Unknown/Nth - This song with a math reference in the title makes me lose my mind in the best way. "Do you know I could break beneath the weight of the goodness, love, I still carry for you that I'd walk so far just to take the injury of finally knowing you." That might just be the most emotional line I've ever heard in my life jfc.

First Light - The melodies he is singing in this song do something to me. I ascend every time that pre chorus/chorus comes in. LIKE DAMN, IF I BREATHED IN THIS SONG, I WOULD SEE INFINITY!

I need to study the lyrics of all of these songs in an academic manner soon. I could only dream of the artistry that Hozier achieved here. This album will probably change my life.

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Catching up with Philza QSM Vod

July 21

WAKE CHAYANNE YOU WILL DIE IF U DON’T DO YOUR MISSIONS OMG PLS

“I’ll stay Alive dad” he says as he did ZERO MISSIONS- lol he did just be Cucurucho all week

“bad lookn SO HOT” QSMP had change him omg

??was Dapper talking to Bad’s Chat??-oh yes he did!!

PHIL NO D:<

“I can be MORE of a shit head”

YES make a new Weapon- cause apparently yours are trash according to Etoiles

Ohh new music- its nice :D

the Dorime song is a copy right one good to know

?? who ruin the old man’s lawn??

CHAYANNE IM GLAD TO SEE YOU KIDO WE MISS YOU

“im not dead yet” he lied

Omg its Tallulah lol- PHILZA PLS THE 4th wall was just fixed u cant break I on first day

Selective literacy of course

POG to Tallulah for trying to roleplay Chayanne she is such a trooper

Yes that so crazy yes yes

Tubbo raid hello

Disclaimer : NOT CHAYANNE

Ohh a forbidden block?- oh don’t you dare play dirty Challulah

Omg PHIL pls these kids have a life

YAY EARLY BIRB STREAM - Omg Tallulah is ALSO ONE OF THE CROWSS??

Ohh MOVIE night?

Safety first before adventure

Aww but Phil think about the AEISTHETIC for your Angel of Death thing- SEE you got ALL the Materials

Godamn those hips- PHILZA PLS

Lol the kids alredy have them

I mean Etoiles was Right your gears was quite shit

Thanks Tubbo

LUCKY DUCKS YEAHH

Ah yes of course “chayanne” did not know Phil adopted her- PHIL PLS THE SONG

Oh god they do that back then?

Challulah update time

Oh the French national day?- ohh Horses- you guys did WHAT to Foolish??- and you Guys become him??-  Kelp didn’t help oh no-  mean he did ask for it- of Course Tallulah will know better.

Xoxox gossipgirl

Of course you are Chayanne kiddo we all believe you

 Ohh new plant pet- RAINBOW??GLAS??- oh no they can get damage now??

Yeah aint that crazy she is with u guys in spirits

Oh god

Love that Phil’s threat was not an attempt at harm but his rage and ire

Oh fuck that Nightmare – ah FUCK CHALLULAH

OH HEY THE BRAZILLIANS

HEY RICHA BABY HOW ARE YOUU

Hey MIKE hii PAC and AYEPIERRE

Oh no the wither

Oh no why are u guys sayog sorry??- omg are they BRIBING HIM???

LOL THEY DID-LMAO they are so Funny- OMG PAC AND MIKE is so FUKIN Awsome

AWW YES THE WEIRD GRAPLING THINGY

Omg pierre don’t do that

BAD MADE THAT NEW BUILDING 2 DAYS AGO?

Yeah Etoiles was so Great

Opp Challulah?- ah forbidden space ok

Huh so the Lucky blocks have a cool down time? – holly that is long

Ah of course Fit will find a way to go around it

“don’t do illegal things in front of the eggs” Philza warns him “some of them have more power than you”, Pierre smiled warily “yes” he agree easily as he  lock eyes with the young egg Infront of him “ especially you”

Pierre where the fuq are we??-  YEY FLASH LIGHT

OMG it’s a DRILL

Diamond termites? Oh of course you want them Challulah

Cute and Deadly the perfect baby

Yu cant put your near death encounter at the end Challulah you’ll just put him more into a paranoia

It is true

Lol Chayanne pls you have no additional life anymore

DON’T SULK- oh now you trying to be cute eh?- he’s being a brat.

THAT IS A GOOD QUESTION THE KID SHOULD HAVE FLOAT ON WATER ALL THE TIME

LOL HOME

TALLULAH NOOO- LOL 4th wall GONE- oh Tallulah got new PC nice :D

Whats with the fence?- Reddit /architect

Reject the gay/j

Ohhh she plans ey?- a diagram?- YESS

Ohh YES

Omg that would be SO COOL

Aww thanks BAD and Dapper

He is such a good kid-

Oh wait oh no shit Tallulah would die- lol I could hear Kristin on background.

O yah this is goig to be so cool

MOVIE NIGHTT

Lol there is no going back now

Hi again Pierre

HI bad

Yeah you sleepy little shit- HAH clingy- SINGLE FATHER ARC lets GOO

I think Richa have the most parents I think

Dapper IS crazy- lol-

“They LISTEN to YOU”

YEAH the Cinema is fuked

Oh OMG CHAY- imean CUCURUCHO- but lets be Real Chayanne :D

Yeah ya lil shit

Opp where to go kiddo?

Omg bad pls nooo

Oh no Challulah voided- eh?

YEAH WORK OUT TIMEE

HI JAIDEN

Cucurucho the fuk?- hey no CHEATING-

HAH GET PRANKED- oh hey Chayanne- lol Kritin

Woah2 Cucurucho chill-  Cucurucho u know Phil can just teleport

Ungay him Phill

Oh hey Foolish

OMG you two- BBH and Foolish is such riot

AWW Preety :D

“a two year old Gunned me down before” foolish says

oMG you all killed me- Chayanne noo

“KELP DIDN’T HELP”

??- omg Foolish Noo- OOOOHHH the Teather is shiny now

Ballon oh you can bumb in to them

POPCORN-NOOOO0- no Jaiden

Hi Pomme

HI WALTER BOB

YEAHHH POP CORNN

Ohh GIFT

Lol the Barbie posters – omg you can put the ballon in the box- Ballon for Chayanne

Retail  Philza – Barbie ticket is gone – good lord he sound so used to it.

OH CHOKY MILK

Oh hey Walter- TICKETS –

FOOLISH WTF??

Hey Cellbit.

“im A bby gurll”

MOVIE TIMEE- yeh get the ballon – YOOO

Oh what happened to Walter?- oh yeh poor guy need to get out-MOVIEMOVIEMOVIE

cant fit all of it sadge