#ive had a lot of ~stuff~ going on since like...

[mooonjin]

Likes and Dislikes

Notes: OKAY SOO i know its been a hot minute since i posted SORRRYYYY ive been soso busy with work but now i present to you... WRECKER FIC >:)

Pairing: Wrecker x gn!reader

Summary: Your alone time with Wrecker doesn't go as you expected.

Warnings/Tags: mentions of explosives, minor kissing, fluff, like really small angst??, slight yelling — tell me if I've missed anything!

Aboard the ship, the atmosphere had settled into a rare calm, the steady hum of the engines a background comfort as the squad drifted into their own routines. Wrecker was tinkering with a piece of armor and muttering about his latest encounter with some unfortunate droids. You’d been watching him for a while. In a rare moment of impulse, you broke the silence between you.

"What do you like?" you asked, surprising both him and yourself with the question.

He perked up, pausing his work to flash you a broad grin. "What do I like? There's a lot! Blowin' up stuff, battling clankers, sleeping, food... oh, especially those Mantell Mixes on Ord Mantell." His eyes twinkled with the enthusiasm that he seemed to carry with him no matter where they were or what they faced.

You raised an eyebrow, genuinely intrigued by his affection for a food snack that seemed to be more than just a treat. "Mantell Mix?" you asked.

"Yeah! They're like little crunchy things y'eat!" he said, as if this were some life-altering discovery.

You couldn’t help but chuckle, mirroring his smile. "I figured," you replied, before glancing away. You weren’t quite sure what made you ask, but something about his open nature encouraged honesty. "What about what you dislike?"

For once, he seemed stumped, his brow furrowing. He scratched his head thoughtfully before answering, "Hmm... that's a hard question. I don't know what I dislike. Maybe people tryin' to hurt Omega or my brothers." His tone softened at the mention of his squadmates, his loyalty showing through.

"That's sweet of you," you said with a small smile. The truth was, you admired how he protected those close to him. There was something unspoken in the way he looked out for them.

"Anything to keep 'em safe!" he said with conviction. "What about you? Do you have anything ya don't like?"

The question caught you off guard. You hesitated, glancing away before muttering, "War, inflation, you, smelly places, broken speeders, and Lotho Minor."

The silence that followed was broken by his startled laugh. "Wa— Wait... did you say 'you' as in me?" he asked, eyes wide.

"Yeah."

He looked hurt for a second, then almost amused. "Why don't y'like me?" he pressed, clearly curious, shuffling towards you.

Feeling defensive, you shot back, "No comment."

But he was persistent, a trait you both admired and found mildly annoying. "Hey, c'mon, you gotta comment! I wanna know why, cus' you're still talking to me." His grin widened, but there was a hint of genuine confusion in his eyes.

You looked away, a bit embarrassed. "You don’t need to know."

He crossed his arms, leaning closer. "Well, 'm gonna keep annoying ya if I don't get an answer," he declared, refusing to back down.

"Oh please, no," you groaned, rolling your eyes.

"Gotta tell me then!" he challenged.

You huffed, finally relenting. "I don’t dislike you."

"But you just said ya did! So do you like me or not?"

"Does it matter?" you asked, hoping to dodge further interrogation.

"Yes!" he answered firmly, leaving you with little choice.

You took a deep breath, feeling your patience slipping. "You’re so loud and always feel the need to inter—"

"Hey, well that's who I am!" he cut in without missing a beat, looking unapologetic.

"—rupt," you finished, giving him a sharp look. "This is why. You can never keep to yourself, and... you're so astute. You interact with people much easier than I can and always make good friends with people you don’t even know! You’re playful, and it makes it hard to watch when you’re trying to be all... lovey-dovey."

Wrecker blinked at that, momentarily silenced, a rare occurrence. His usual grin was replaced by something softer as you continued, words spilling out that you hadn’t realized you were holding back. "You’re so good with weapons and explosives and give great interest in stuff you’ve never seen before. You always complain when there’s no rations or when we encounter insects on missions! I hate how you laugh anyway when someone tells a bad joke."

He opened his mouth as if to say something, but you weren’t done yet, and your frustration finally found its voice. "I share my food with you, and you take it, but you never spare a second glance! I can never get myself to be versed in the world of explosives, so when we go dumpster diving, I can never have a conversation with you. I comment on how you look in your different sets of armor, but you never respond." You shrugged, attempting nonchalance. "So, you don’t like me."

For a moment, there was nothing but silence. Then he reached over, tilting your chin up, his gaze holding yours with an intensity you hadn’t expected. "There’s a reason why 'm holdin' your chin like this, y’know."

The moment hung between you, thick with words left unsaid and the quiet hum of the ship’s engine. Wrecker’s gaze softened, his hand still resting gently against your chin as he leaned a bit closer, eyes flickering between yours. You hadn’t expected him to be so tender yet so surprisingly hesitant.

He closed the gap slowly, his lips brushing yours in a kiss that was surprisingly gentle for someone so strong. It was warm and unexpectedly sweet, his hand moving to cradle the back of your head as if he was afraid you’d disappear if he didn’t hold on. The world around you fell away, and for that moment, there was only the warmth of his touch and the softness of his kiss.

Your heart skipped, the tenderness in his touch taking you by surprise. "W—What was that kiss for?" you stammered when he leaned in for a brief, unexpected kiss, his laughter rumbling low in his chest.

When he pulled back, his grin was even wider, a light flush colouring his cheeks. "To prove you wrong, haha! Guess ya didn’t dislike that too much, huh?"

He grinned, his eyes sparkling. "Okay, okay, y'dislike me—I know now! But we gotta continue with the rest. How about what ya like?"

He looked so serious, so hopeful, that you couldn’t help but soften. After a moment of silence, your answer slipped out quietly.

"...You."

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Post-Notes: oops how was it? i kkinda thought it was cute this was mainly just dialogue practice since i cantr seem to read my own dialogue without cringing LOL

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[sunny-knight]

Im on a roll with going actually insane not even with fanart I just have a lot to say

what 3 years without deltarune 2 weeks without Forgettable does to a motherfucker

THE PAPYRUS SONG. LANGUAGE OF THE LOST. IT'S BEEN IN MY PLAYLISTS BEFORE THE ASK, IVE LISTENED TO IT A BIT, BUT SINCE ITS VOCALOID I DIDNT UNDERSTAND A LOT OF THE LYRICS. AND DIDNT CARE TO LOOK THEM UP. UNTIL NOW. OH MY GOD

WHY IS IT PERFECT??????

Ive been theorizing that the “accident” caused a fire because of what was said on the blog about how “photos of them would be gone for a different reason” on the Ask about how photos of wingdings would be effected afterwards. And the fact that Papyrus' bones are burnt-

THIS ISN’T HELPING

Also watch as I descend into amv planning madness attempting not get sidetracked on my like 5 other projects im working on and failing horribly at it

(O yeah and something about the bottom right thing, I have it in my head that Sans and Wingdings hadn't sat down and had a meal together in like- years, cause of lab stuff reasons. And the day Papyrus came into existence, they sat down and had a meal together cause ofc why wouldn’t they? Everything is normal!!! and Sans didn’t know why, but it filled him with a feeling of nostalgia that he still cant describe. ☹️.)

-BUT OKAY JUST A BUT A BIT MORE LYRICAL ANALYSIS THAT I DON’T HAVE VISUALS FOR

If only I had raised suspicion of the cause: Both wingdings regretting not raising suspicion of the fact that his future self is talking to him n all that, and Sans regretting he didn’t step in until it was FAR too late, and Wingdings was GONE mentally. then made himself gone physically.

But these fingers and these palms, full of love despite the scars: THE HANDS!! THE HAND HOLES!!! Despite who wingdings was/what Papyrus came from, he’s still full of love :3

ugh

okay thank you for coming to my tedtalk, you can direct all questions to the pineapple

What would each of the science gangs theme songs be? like ignoring the existence of the undertale OST

Oh...that is a hard question...

OKAY, I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS A LOT AND IT'S VERY HARD TO DECIDE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Uhm

I don't know if I can choose one definitive theme song for them tbh... because I ALWAY change what songs remind me of them

But I'll try to mention some songs that remind me of them rn (theme songs are such a big responsibility)

Okay so you all know "Slipping through my fingers" by ABBA reminds me of Sans

"I'M SANE" by AXIE reminds me of Wingdings ( IN VIBES and changing what certain lyrics mean to something else )

But... uh, not current wingdings, more like, later on Wingdings

For Alphys' song, it doesn't apply right now either, but "Taking what's not yours" reminds me slightly of her c:

(BUT PRETEND IT'S NOT A ROMANTIC SONG! It's so hard finding songs about relationships that aren't romantic guys... it's a struggle...friendships are underrated, says me being aromantic)

Okay, so, not the science gang! But!

Right now "Language of the lost" by Riproducer reminds me a lot of Papyrus c:

I don't have a song for Flowey in this AU,, (Sorry buddy...)

[mightbewriting]

ok what if, and hear me out, what if it's been so long since i wrote something new that i've completely lost the skill and no longer know how to do it? this is a reasonable concern, yes?

[theoldkyokodied]

Uploading all my Tomgreg art at once from the past few week before season 4 hits, who knows in what kind of mental state i'm gonna be once it does :')

[puppyeared]

doodles of my fav sillies

anton belongs to @poicyss

[imflyingfish]

New base progress! I've added a ton of flower fields and some more trees! Further terraforming, garages and vineyards to come but I wanted to break it up a little bit more.

If u have any suggestions let me know :]

[sundial-bee-scribbles]

"my education is my highest priority" everything returns to vocaloid

[jils-things]

eeeekk hi again everyoneee!!! i'm gonna allow myself today to post one art because i miss sharing my stuff on my blog :]]

red sprites: (x)

[motherforthefamicom]

redownloaded an old art program

[acircusfullofdemons]

Having a paracosm for 7ish years has spoiled me. Trying to not only start but keep a new paracosm going is just. insanely difficult. who are you people what is going on why am I here. all boring answers till everything gets some real development i hate it so much.

[bulldagger-bait]

When it comes to hygiene tasks and self care with disability and chronic illness, its pretty much a constant case of: don't let perfect be the enemy of the good.

Basically: it's better to do something, than to do nothing at all.

TLDR: Just because you can't do something "properly" doesn't mean you shouldn't do it at all. Do it half-way. Do it shitty. Do it barely. Do it on a technicality. But do what you can. Just try, because doing something will help you.

If you don't have the energy to scrub your body with a sponge, just rub soap over your skin with your hands.

If you don't have the energy to wash your whole body with soap, just hit the places where sweat accumulates, or where you're smelliest.

If you don't have the energy to wash with soap AT ALL, just sitting in water is better than nothing. It will wash away dirt and oils.

If you can't bathe or shower at all, a warm wash cloth is your new best friend. If that's too much, then try bath wipes. They're a bit bigger than regular wet wipes, and a bit more heavy duty. They're designed to help keep bed ridden patients clean in hospitals.

If you don't have the energy to dry yourself after a bath or a shower, just put on a bathrobe and get into bed. If you don't have the energy to get dressed afterwards, just don't. It can wait until you can.

If you don't have energy to brush your teeth for two minutes, honestly, just a cursory scrub is better than not doing anything.

If you can't brush your teeth twice a day, brush in the evenings. It will help take away the build up of food from the day.

If you don't have the energy to brush AT ALL, honestly, just take a cloth and wipe the plaque off your teeth. Rinse with mouth wash after if you'd like. Something is always better than nothing.

If you can't floss twice a day. Try once. If that's too much, try a few times a week. If that's too much, try setting aside a day once a week as a goal. If you can't keep a schedule, do it when you're able to. Hell, I keep some floss next to my bed so that if I forget and don't have the energy to go get it, I can just reach over.

If you can't iron your clothes, don't bother. Wrinkles are fine. Wear jumpers over wrinkly t-shirts. No one will know, and honestly, most people won't even care. If it's really wrinkly and it's A Big Deal And It Needs To Be Ironed, here's my life hack. Step 1: take a spray bottle, and spritz the item of clothing (while you're wearing it is easiest) until it's lightly damp. Step 2: use a hair-dryer on the clothes until they're dry. It gets rid of creases like nobody's business, it's easier than lugging out the iron and ironing board, and you get to have nice toasty warm clothes afterwards.

If you can't fold your clothes, try just hanging them up. It's less commitment. It's quicker to do. Granted, you need to have the space in order to do this, but it is also good at helping you downsize, and lets you visualise exactly what you have.

If you can't put your clothes away, invest in a couple of laundry baskets, and then just keep your clean clothes in the baskets. You can then separate washed clothes into underwear, pants, and shirts baskets. You can just leave them like that. I'm giving you permission to never fold your laundry again if you can't. Just leave it unfolded. Who's going to care? Something is better than nothing. If you can, try to put those baskets into your closet so that you can keep the clutter out of sight, and give yourself a more restful environment.

If you can't separate your clothing out into different categories and wash them "properly" (whites, warm tones, cool tones, darks, delicates / switching between hot & cold washes / paying attention to laundry instructions on the label) then just don't worry about it. If you cold wash your clothes, colours won't bleed. Maybe gradually over the course of dozens of washes there'll be some changes in hue, but it's really not as high stakes as the One Red Sock In The Whites Turns Them Pink trope makes it out to be.

I've pretty much come to the point in my life where if a piece of clothing can't survive the washer and dryer, then it's just not meant to be. I colour separate my clothes, and if I have the energy/remember I'll take my bras and jumpers out of the washing machine to drip dry. But otherwise, I leave it to the universe.

If you can't separate out your recycling, then don't. If you have a large amount of rubbish you need to get rid of but the idea of separating it out properly is stopping you from doing so, then just don't worry about it. I know it's not ideal, but if you have garbage in your room/house and you need to get rid of it, please just get rid of it. Don't let the problem get bigger and harder to deal with. Don't let "doing something properly" get in the way of keeping your living spaces clean. Please. Give yourself understanding.

If you can't wash your dishes, get paper plates. Obviously, it's not ideal, but it is better that you eat food than skipping meals. It is better that you have a clean kitchen, rather than having dishes piling up and making it harder to look after yourself.

If you can't prepare meals for yourself keep making the tasks easier and easier. If you can't do recipes, then simplify. Use pasta sauce from the jar instead of making it. Eat canned soup. Buy food you can just stick in the oven. If you eat fish fingers and microwave veggies every night, it's better than not eating anything at all. It's better than having to fork out money on take-out. If you need ready-made meals, then get them. If you're literally just eating a raw cauliflower for dinner; 1) I see you, 2) me too, sis, 3) something is better than nothing.

These are the basic things you need to do every day to function as a person. They are your activities of daily living. Brushing your teeth. Bathing or showering. Using the bathroom. Getting dressed. Eating. Drinking. Sleeping. Keeping your environment clean. You don't need to do these things perfectly, but they need to happen in order for you to have a decent quality of life.

And it breaks my heart, because I know that so many disabled people can't do these things every day. I'm not saying this to guilt or judge, I'm saying that these are basic needs; you deserve these things. These things bring dignity. If a disabled person is unable to do these things, it diminishes their quality of life. It robs them of dignity.

If you need help to do these things, Its okay to ask for help. It's okay to need help. But if you can't get that help and you have to do these things by yourself -- or you just plain want to be independent and do it without help-- then don't hold yourself to standards you can't meet.

Don't let perfect be the enemy of the good. Doing something is always better than doing nothing. Even if it's not perfect. Even if it's not done well. Do what you can.

[basofy]

still emotionally recovering from losing a bunch of shit i had in my phone

[chitaquagirl]

feeling dire

[mejomonster]

I hate panic attacks

[puppyeared]

i feel like. theres designing a character with certain themes and motifs in mind, and then theres making a gijinka for the water bottle on my nightstand

[caramelmochacrow]

d4dj side mix: super ride!!! :D