#oh fuck i forgot to tag the charas

[bl00doodle]

DOODELS

[triflesandparsnips]

Update 2: Cursed once again with A TERRIBLE DISCOVERY.

When last we checked in, the grated Venetian Nabulsi soap needed to dry in the sun for ten days and the Oil of Lavender needed to soak in the shade for twelve. So obviously, ahahahaha, fourteen days later, I returned to the adventure. LET'S CHECK IN WITH OUR VARIOUS BUDDIES.

The Oil of Lavender

So I actually have rather a lot to say about this whole Oil of Lavender experiment, and also maybe the nature of amateur research in general, and since

it turns out that the Oil was definitely not ready yet;

its use can actually be put off a bit for reasons that will become soon apparent; and

this reblog thread is already too fucking long--

I will be moving this whole discussion to a new post.

Figure 1. Also I want to talk about the book I found the recipe in because it's great, look at this, here's a recipe "For the Frenzie" that requires beet juice squirted up your nose, how fuckin fantastic is that.

So, uh, if you were waiting on that update, maybe... maybe keep track of my #funky little alchemist with funky little interests tag, where I will discuss my Terrible Decisions about Oil of Lavender at a later time.

Anyway, this brings us to--

The scraped soap

Look at this beautiful pile.

Figure 2. God's own pencil shavings.

After drying, lightly covered, in the sun for fourteen days, the scraped soap is indeed pretty dry, even though I definitely forgot to stir 'em up. The smell is light and, I would say, kind of... milky? It's definitely soap, but it was like it was subtly spelling out the word "~gentle~" in my brain every time I gave it a sniff.

Time to Make Up a Recipe

As I may have mentioned before, there are a lot of recipes for wash-balls (............still funny), and their ingredients range from "regular spice cabinet stuff" to "what the fuck is 'Benjamin'".

But! Because I'm still at the "let's fuck around and find out" stage of experimentation, and do not want to spend Lots of Money on something I will subsequently Fuck Up Tremendously, I went through a three-step process to determine my version 1.0 recipe.

Step 1. What do I already have in supply?

I went through the recipes I'd collected so far for this project (about twelve -- not a lot, to be honest, but good enough for now) and made a list of: the ingredients I had around already; what books mentioned them; and if I was very lucky, the amounts of each ingredient those recipes listed.

Figure 3. C'mon, William Salmon, what am I supposed to do with "some" Rose-water, how long is "a while," why are you like this.

Step 2. Take away the outliers.

From that I subtracted the ingredients that only showed up in one recipe, on the grounds that maybe they were oddballs or actually specific to a particular effect the maker was trying to achieve. So farewell, marjoram and rose-flowers, we hardly knew ye.

I also got rid of at least one ingredient because-- well, it showed up in more than one recipe, and it's something I had around, but... it seemed kinda random. Surely cornstarch ("Starch-corn") couldn't be that important.

...Reader, put a pin in that.

Step 3. Normalize (or straight up guess) at amounts.

Because I went with ingredients that appear in multiple recipes, I ended up with a lot of different possible amounts for each ingredient. But using the goal of lavender soap as my guide, I ended up with the following:

Version 1.0 7 oz. dried soap 1 oz. whole cloves, ground fresh 1 handful dried French lavender flowers, ground fresh rosewater, q.s.

Oh! Hey, shit, welcome to some cool apothecary info: If you see "q.s." in a recipe, it means "as much as is sufficient." Thank you, Moyse Charas, you fuckin hero, for reaching 345 years into the future to hand me half a clue. I love you.

Time to Guess at a Process

Want another apothecary fact? If you see "s.a." or "ex Arte" in a recipe, it means "According to Art."

Or. Hear me out. It sometimes. Sometimes. Means "now do the thing that you were definitely taught by an expert irl because you definitely won't be given any hints here. Nerd."

...I am willing to accept that maybe this is also just an "oh, everyone knows how to fold in the cheese" kind of thing when a "s.a." shows up. But only because I can't definitively prove that sometimes these writers were just assholes.

All this to say: you are about to see me get. Very, very wrecked.

Figure 4. Cloves and lavender in the mortar.

Figures 5 and 6. Grindy grindy. As a note, cloves require crunching with the pestle before you can really get a good grind on.

Figures 7 and 8. Dampen the dried soap with rosewater... oh god. That... that might be too much rosewater.

Hannah Woolley (1670) was the only writer to mention using your hands at any point while making these balls, but, uh, surely she wouldn't lead me astray. Surely.

Figure 9. Maybe adding the powdered lavender and cloves will help soak up the excess!

Figure 10. JESUS CHRIST MY HAND HAS BEEN EATEN BY A GREEN THING.

Hannah Woolley, come outside, I just wanna talk.

Leaving aside my new life as a swamp gremlin, it should be noted that this and subsequent photographs makes it appear as if the mix is, perhaps, a very light green color.

Let me just say: No. I can, at my kindest, call it maybe a heathered green. But it would also not be inaccurate to call it a very, uh, herbal green.

So by this point in the proceedings, the very green mixture was both declining to get particularly dry and was also sticking like fuck to my hands.

It was then, like a gift from my already-overburdened memory banks, that I remembered: cornstarch.

Figure 11. Okay, not cornstarch. Sorry. It's arrowroot powder again. IT'S WHAT I HAD NEARBY.

I... may have dumped in the arrowroot at least twice more. No photos, no proof, you'll never catch me, coppers.

With the arrowroot worked in, though, I finally got enough oomph to start forming balls with the stuff. And, as if my grandmother rose from the grave to try and once again teach me how to make her special Easter cookies, I started rolling the soap in my palms to form the balls... and I suddenly remembered that trick where you flour your hands when you work with dough. To keep it from sticking to your skin.

I was a bit late off the mark, but I did manage to at least partially flour my hands with the arrowroot, and that helped considerably with actually making the fucking balls. The large volume of cornstarch mentioned, but not explained, in any of my collected recipes was now justified.

(EX ARTE, EAT YOUR HEART OUT.)

Leaving us with:

Figure 12. A goddamn lavender wash-ball.

And now we wait (some more)

I ended up making five-and-a-mini little wash-balls, which are technically too small overall, but whatever, this is still Experimentation Time. They are now, per various process notes in various recipes, drying again in a shaded location. For how long? Dunno. We're gonna find out.

The outside, as you can see, is rough as hell (though, when I was rinsing the mix off my hands afterward, there was a pleasant abrasive quality to it), but some of the recipes suggest that maybe you're supposed to smooth it out a little after it finishes drying with some rosewater. BUT. I am also considering whether this might be a use for: THE OIL OF LAVENDER. (Aw yiss, full circle.) It's an exciting prospect.

Anyway, I'm gonna check on these fuckers in a few days and see what's up. It'll be an adventure. We can all find out together.

So the stickiness and the green and the cornstarch thing-- those were the "terrible discoveries" you made?

Hm? What?

From the title of the update, trifles. The "terrible discovery," all-caps, that you're cursed with.

...

Look.

This keeps happening.

The last time I made a historically possible self-care extravagance for Stede Bonnet, I thought it would smell like oranges. This time, I hoped it would smell like lavender.

And you know what I got instead, both goddamn times?

MOTHER. FUCKING. COOKIES.

Stede "my fursona is a delicious bakery" Bonnet coulda just been, idk, casually ruining lives with some wafting clouds of absolutely edible 1717 scent profiles as he jauntily bounced along the bounding main and I have to live with that knowledge what the fuck.

And I swear. I swear upon my grandmother's ghost. I did not intend to have this fucking thought.

But between the feel of the doughy soap in my hands. And the warm, spicy, sweet smell still lingering on my skin as I drove home from the studio. I was overwhelmed with the sudden, all-consuming question that left me aching for an answer I can never, ever let myself attain...

Would it taste like cookies if I--

For those who may or may not remember my mostly historically accurate Stede Bonnet lip balm, get ready-- I'm going to start experimenting soon with mostly historically accurate lavender soap.

So... I guess be prepared for me to accidentally explode more shit, hooray.

[hlpd]

oh man so i found your blog years ago but i didnt follow and forgot your url but i know i can find it again by browsing through daniel law tag and hell yeah immediately found this blog again! also a thing i keep remembering from your blog beside how obviously passionate you are about kekkai sensen through your comics is that one anon telling you off for drawing a kinky priest thing? just never left my mind

aww hell ya. Also yeah I quote that anon so often now bc its fucking hilarious to say @ so many sexy nun/preist anime charas

[hikaoru13]

Apparently if you go on hemlock grove tags, you'd either get a ton of skasgard's gif or you get to see people rant on how much they hate S2/S3.

I'm halfway through S3 and I somewhat agree but this week I'm marathoning tv series and my brain's all scrambled. Post finals syndrome.

I mean tbh, Roman's character is only forgivable because of his face. If he wasn't pretty I doubt I'd watch this. I also enjoy his effed up relationship with Peter.

Imma summarise the bad and then probably talk about what I like about it. It's 4.30am and I had watch 12h of tv, I might not be coherent.

I was gonna categorise them but then they won't fix into boxes sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

-olivia was a shitty mum but i quite like the way she was written, she was in character throughout the season, suuuuuper controlling and selfish

- roman & peter's relationship (gotta reiterate because I dunno, i don't really care if they won't do the did together but their love for each other is unparalleled)

- who's the girl..blondie with nose piercings? Miranda? Well, her, I don't really get their menage á trois (sp?). After spending time with her they treated her like the baby's nanny slash food source. And a lot of insta love going on.

- pryce. Pryce is the daddy in this situation. I meant it as inironic as sincere as possible. Still don't get his motive since he works for both the dragon order & olivia & roman, but at the end of the day he works for himself. I do think that he loves Shelly and Roman like his own, Shelly's obviously the fav. If they just talk it out, they can all play house and Pryce and Roman could join forces and kill that 40yo creep. Shelly is still a teenager in this. Teen. A teenager. Oh lord.

- new chara perving on Shelly and just because someone isn't repulsed by her doesn't mean she should accept it. Who wrote this? And thinks it ok?

-S3 fucks Roman up so good that he forgot that he's a chara that doesn't support incest. About 30s ago he was crying over it and then fuck galore with Annie. The heck man. The heck.

-I stopped at the part where Destiny's trying to get revenge for her terrible cheating fiancé which she doesn't know about, obviously. Love truly blinds you.

The show is humorous, got a lot of great lines which I adore from the bottom of my heart. Not really a fan of the sex scenes, probably because I'm ace but Netflix reaaaaaaally love their nudity. Though the actual genitalia is never present. Is it considered not porn if it isn't so?

I forgot about Norman.....dang. eh. don't get why he dotes on shelly more than he cares about his own flesh, Roman.

Oooooooh and the werewolf transformation scene. That was hella gory + epic.

[no-longer-alive-inside]

Oh yeah I forgot about introductions, (_you kinda have to talk to people and say your name Chara_)

So Uh *Trigger Warning because Idk I'm mentally unstable and way too paranoid*

I forgot that you actually have to introduce yourself to people -

Like on an online platform you can't just wave at someone and write in a notebook "hi I'm Emil/Chara call me whichever"

About me..? Or something like that.

. Call me Emil or Chara.. (if you know me irl, no you don't, and I'm not Kris,, <3)

. I'm a minor and I'm in a relationship so, kindly, fuck off. /lh /gen

.He/xe/they pronouns ; trans/greygender demi-boy ; demipansexual / demipanromantic..

. I don't know what I'm doing or why I'm here, I'm just bored and have nothing better to do,

. Tone tags please, unless I'm very friendly with you,

. Don't take it personally if I call you Sir, or Ma'am, or Mx., or Miss/Mister, or something of the sort, (I'm just trying to be polite,, but tell me if that's uncomfortable because I'll stop,,)

. I'll post every random thing that I feel like posting, art, rants, songs, random thoughts (like the last post I made), and yknow.. the like,

. Oh, I'm an INTJ.

. If another alter sees we have a Tumblr now and posts anything then please ignore them thank you. (/j /lh)

. (_Ada how do I do introductions T-T_ /hsj /ref) I'm bad at introductions so,, uh, ask me whatever you want-,? (Unless it's something inappropriate, then again, fuck off.)

[franeridart]

Who is your favourite villain in bnha??

I don’t... really... like the villains in bnha... sorry - the one I’m the most interested in is Twice, I feel like I could end up liking him soon enough, and the one I like the design of the most is Overhaul? I’m waiting for the day Horikoshi will make Dabi interesting to me, since as of now he’s a pretty bland and anonymous character and if I knew him more the chances I’d like or dislike him are more or less equal, but that’s about it for now

Anon said:i am just going to say that i am really inlove with your bakushimanaris (like, all three of them, any one of them, tbh you just opened my eyes on bakukami though, they're so cute and love!!!) and bakusquad i hope you draw more and more and more of them and never ever get tired of them

Awwwww thank you so much!!!! And I’m super glad you like my squad stuff!!!!! I’ll definitely draw more of it soon, don’t worry about that, they’re my faves to play with at the moment~

Anon said:Every time I see one of your drawing from a new show I'm like welp! Looks like I'm starting a new show. I think I started watching like three different shows and read the entire bnha manga just to understand more of your comics because I love your art!! Seriously it's super amazing and beautiful!!

BOI thank you!!!!!!!!!! I hope you liked all that stuff you started because of me hahaha and if this ask was about my latest LWA sketches, I hope you’ll enjoy that too!!! The girls are all amazing and both art-style and animations are incredible, it’s a really fun show!

Anon said:At the very least, I'm praying for "die you bacteria fucks"

I hear Bakugou’s vocabulary has been censored a bit in the anime (lmao good god son) so who knows! And how you translate swears from japanese depends a lot on the translator too, so who know x2! I hope it’ll be there tho, I love it haha

Anon said:Your Kosei is ADORABLE (not that all your drawings aren't, you amaze me). So glad he's getting some love

He’s such a good one, I hope with the anime more people will notice him!!!! I’m glad you like how I draw him!!!!!!!

Anon said:I feel like I'm the only one who hasn't read the actual manga for bnha! But I rly like ur art a lot even when I don't always get a reference or recognize a chara. Keep drawing I love it a lot (ﾉ´ヮ´)ﾉ*: ･ﾟ

Thank you???!!!!!! And don’t worry anon, you’re really not, there’s a lot of people who prefer anime to manga and there’s nothing wrong with that! Also... not getting or remembering the 1B kids...... isn’t unheard of from manga readers either.......... they’re seriously minor characters................. rip

Anon said:monoma x everyone this is the new ship 4 me, dekubowl got another contender

!!!!!!!!!!!!! I’m glad your multishipper heart found a new victim, anon!! haha

Anon said:your tags literally give me life. honestly, they never fail to make me smile even if im having a shitty day. especially that stray kiri in your class b post like. kiri is literally my life saver i think

GOSH I’m glad I can help you like that!!!!!

Anon said:I just finished bnha and I'm going back trought all your art bc now I understand all the bnha ones and I'm happy with this

OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I’m happy you still like them after knowing who the characters are hahahaha might mean I’m doing something right with the characterization lol

Anon said:I had to go Google Sharkboy and Lavagirl and I've never been happier that I follow you

LMAO happy I could introduce you to the masterpiece that is that movie anon hahaha

Anon said: I'll probably regret sending this in the morning but I had a weird ass thought. What if Kiri accidentally activated his quirk when Baku was leaving a hickey and Baku straight up got stuck there. Unable to pull away. And they're both mortified.

Oh my god anon I don’t think that’s how Kirishima’s quirk works hahaha

Anon said:I JUST READ CHAPTER 133 OF BNHA AND ALL THE OTHER NEW CHAPTERS OH MY GOOOOOD thought i'd let you know ahah bc i know you must have died reading it too idkk. Also your last Kuroteru art !!!!! Gives me life !!!!! I LOVE YOUR ART SO MUCH and oh your comic abt tsuyu's and kaminari's hair had me laughing so hard you're a gIFT

Oops i forgot to put it in my previous ask : do you have any favorite bnha fic you'd be okay to share ? thank you !! (again you're a gIFT ily you seem like such a kind person and your art is awesome)

BOI SO MUCH HYPE IN JUST ONE ANON I LIKE YOU A LOT FRIEND !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Thank you for all the compliments!!!! And sure, of course I do I don’t read anything that isn’t bnha lately - try there

Bakushima

Bakushima

Also Bakushima + second part

More Bakushima

BakushimaNARI

You might notice I’m really into Bakushima

Kamishima!!!

MORE Kamishima

Another Bakushimanari

lOOK another Bakushima

BAKUNARI !!!!

Bakushima but also Gen/Kiri-centric

BAKUSHIMA

Agaaainnnn

These are just some of them guess who my faves are - btw anything by authoress is worth giving a shot, same for eggstasy and poteto 👍👍

Anon said:Your art is so cute and pretty it's starting to piss me off!

Please don’t be pissed off anon!!!!! °O°

Anon said:i'm so happy, i went to a con today and got a mystery haikyuu print... it turned out to be Teru and i nearly cried it was so good

OHHHHHHHHHH that’s super great for you !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anon said:whispers you said you're far from your favourite artist so i just wanted to say that you're My favourite artist

G o D that’s!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! such a huge honor!!!!!!!!!!! I’m dying a bit don’t mind me aaaaHHHHHHHHH thank you!!!!! 

[rocket-hopping-simplton]

SIMPLTONS RULES ,AU'S AND SIDEBLOGS

Simpltons Rules and AUS

MY NAME IS GOLDA AND I AM THE MUN OF THIS BLOG. MUN IS 22 AND MUSES ARE OF LEGAL CONSENTING AGE UNLESS OTHERWISE STATED

i have sjw blacklisted and i think that might be it.

Basic Laws

Be respectful! Do not disrespect my muse or myself out of character. I will not tolerate it. I will not roleplay with you if i even feel a hint of disrespect towards me or my muse. I wouldn’t disrespect you or your muses so please be polite and refrain from doing it to me. However if your muse disrespects mine in roleplay, that’s is completely acceptable as it is an interaction between our muses.

Be patient! I have a life outside of the internet. I am a real human being and not some roleplaying machine.

Mun and muses ARE NOT THE SAME ENTITY! While my muses are of my own creation (in a sense) I do not always share their beliefs and or their attitude. I have my own beliefs and attitude, so please establish that we are not the same people.

Roleplay Laws

Read the information on the character you will be role playing with. That way you can be informed on the character you will be dealing with!

No smutting with minors! It’s illegal, i do not want to go to jail. It’s rude, irresponsible and puts not only you, but me as well at risk. You will get a slap on the wrist most likely. But me? Ill be on the sex offender registry and my ENTIRE LIFE WILL BE RUINED BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO BE SELFISH. So don’t do it. I don’t care if your muse finds mine sexy and they wanna get it on. If you are under the legal age of consent. DON’T FUCKING DO IT. you CAN RUIN AN ADULTS LIFE FOREVER. if i catch you lying, i will BLOCK YOU!

I WILL NOT RP SMUT WITH ANY MLP BLOGS/ GRAVITY FALL BLOGS/ STEVEN UNIVERSE BLOGS/ OR ANY OTHER CHILDREN’S SHOW BLOGS IN THE LIKE. THESE SHOWS ID LIKE TO KEEP CLEAN AND INNOCENT LIKE THEY WERE MEANT TO BE. (although i am open to suggestions of fighting because all have shown that and for a few maybe even death/ slight horror. BUT ASK FIRST.)

NO GODMODDING! It really shouldn’t need to be said but oh well. My character is my own, I CONTROL IT ONLY. The same for you and your muse. However suggestions or a push in a certain direction is fine. Such as “lets go so and so” I grabbed their hand and excitedly pulled them along.” This at least allows for the other person to respond to what’s being done. What is not ok would be something like this. “So and so kissed my muse and they wendt on a date.” this is not ok because you are giving my muse Orders. Only I can order them around. If i feel you doing this the roleplay will be terminated immediately.

No Instakills or permadeaths! I don’t like that shit. If we are gonna fight, i want a good fight, a fair fight, and unless otherwise talked out by both parties and agreed upon your muse, no matter how friggen strong or OP or whatever! can instantly kill or keep my muse dead. Understood? Because if this happens I will immediately terminate the roleplay. Be literate! Please check all grammar, spelling and tenses before posting. Roleplays should be easily understood by both parties. I have a hard time with my tenses so i will do my best to work on that! If roleplays can not be understood then i will cease roleplaying.

Please try to match length! I write a FUCKTON and i do not expect you to match it entirely, i do expect that you have at least a well written paragraph that notes all major points. I will however ask that you make an attempt to match my length, but it is not a requirement. However please let it be noted that if you respond with boring one liners or tiny meatless paragraphs i will cease to roleplay with you.

I prefer to plot! Drop me an I.M and let’s plan ahead what will happen. It’s not necessary but i do prefer it. So just assume i want to plot. However if you wanna throw a meme at me and go from there, that’s fine too.

Please let me know if you want to drop a thread! Now you don’t have to give me a reason, but letting me know you are no longer interested would be highly appreciated. I will delete the thread after being notified so i can keep my blog clutter free. I will also notify you with a reason so as not to seem rude that I want to drop a thread.

Do not bug me for responses/be patient! As i stated above I have a life outside of the internet. I am not a roleplaying machine. If i do not get to your response in a timely manner it’s is likely one of these reasons. A. Life is hectic B. my mental health is not doing well and I need a break. C. I am really engaged with a certain muse and mun so i am putting them as priority. D. I just plain forgot. If you feel like i’ve forgotten drop me an I.M with either your latest response to our thread or a “hey i think it might be your turn to respond.” if however you continually pester me i will drop or ignore the thread. In return do not force yourself to reply immediately. Take your time and enjoy it, let it flow naturally. Shit happens my man, and i get it.

Do not force relationships! I can’t stress enough how INFURIATING it is when people try to force friendships and or relationships with my muses. These things don’t always happen instantaneously, they take time. People need to get to know each other before relationships are established. Let them happen naturally, if they happen. If muses have chemistry it will happen. If they don’t then, they don’t. Not to say that instant friends and love at first sight can’t happen, because it can, but it is exceedingly rare. So don’t force it. If you do, or i feel you are I will first respond through the character, then I.M and if it’s still happening i will terminate the roleplay altogether.

Smut is ok! If your muse and my muse are vibing and they wanna get it on that is entirely alright to do. I will post smut in read mores and i go into HIGHLY DETAILED posts. I will also tag it as nsfw until the smut is over. That being said please abide by the following rule. My muse is not a fleshlight/dildo! If i feel you coming to me solely to smut with my muses with no established relationship or even having talked it out with me first then you will be ignored. My muses are not your sexuall toys to play with. I like diversity in my roleplays and I like CHEMISTRY even for smutty rps. Now it’s one thing if both muns agree that our muses would get along sexually immediately. Otherwise, don’t come to me for smut only. If you do you will be ignored. If you persist, you will be blocked.

Gore/mutilation/torture/death is alright! Just come and talk to me first beforehand so we can plot it out. I don’t like sudden losses of limbs or physical harm. I like to be aware of what your muse is going to do with mine.

Have fun! This is the most important rule by far. Roleplaying is a way for people to unwind and relax, it should be stress free and enjoyable. If both parties aren’t having fun you and I have every right to terminate the roleplay.

Things I am ok with Fighting style school style, adventures, mysteries, superhero, makeout sessions with heavy petting and touching

Makeout sessions with butt touching if shes under 15+ in our rp is ok but the chara also has to be under 18 and close to her age. (I know that shit goes on with people under the ages of 18, because i did it and so did everyone else.) BUT KEEP IT MODERATELY CLEAN (boob touches and butt touches over clothing you know that exploratory shit that goes on in the middle/high school years NOTHING MORE)

THE ABOVE RULE WILL ONLY BE BROKEN IF WE HAVE FIRST DISCUSSED IT BUT MUN MUST BE OVER 18 TO RP SMUT PERIOD!

original worlds and crossovers, OCS ALWAYS WELCOME

slightly kinky things (like being bound, spanked, dressed in outfits, stuff like that) Sex is ok so long as shes 18+ in our rp or we have discussed it.

Multishipping a- ok

Things I am not ok with sex with her while shes under 18, that shit wont play. unless we have discussed it! strange kinks like bodily fluids or excrement and the like animal killing for sexual pleasure child sex i mean really the list goes on but just think about it rationally.

If you have successfully made it through this long ass list please im or inbox me with the following quote “Sun tzu said that!“

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[fictionfailures]

Love Sick by Flowez - Summary and Chapter One

RR: Hey, hey! Good morning, evening, and afternoon! Welcome to Love Sick, kiddos, written by the lovely Flowez! They’ve got a few works up, and a… prologue… to this, but the prologue is unnecessary and one chapter long. It’s - look, I’m gonna be honest, this fic is a guilty pleasure. It’s not quite… My Immortal or It’s My Life! bad, but… Don’t get your hopes too high. I only enjoy reading this because it makes me laugh off my hope in humanity.

RR: Anyhow~!  Joining me for this, and hopefully regularly, is the ever- lovely AK.

AK: Hey there! I’m gonna be honest, this fanfic got me thinking deeply… on lots and lots of things… mainly asking myself how Flowez could keep writing it, some things just aren’t meant to be! Not saying my writing is anything spectacular, but… sometimes you read this and you wonder. Anyway, have fun! If you can.

Summary

Despair, that's the only thing they could feel. Timeline after timeline, they had to watch as Sans and Toriel got together. They always forgot about her. They didn't care that Frisk was madly in love with Sans. Though, the human was tired of it. They wanted everyone to know how they felt. They wanted everyone to see the pain they were in. Frisk wanted to claim Sans as their own.

Frisk hated being ignored.

She was going to make sure she got attention.

RR: And in the worst way possible. GAH. Be prepared for 1NS4N17Y and badfic. So much badfic. Then again, this wouldn’t be here if it weren’t bad. Still.

AK: This is already so messed up. I mean, I thought ‘they’ are Frisk? But then the author introduces that Frisk was madly in love with Sans?! My head hurts already. And now Frisk is a she. *sighs*

RR: Also, friendly warning: there’s gonna be pedophilliac undertones later. Lots of swearing, probably from us.

AK: So hide your kids and pop your popcorn, keep it sealed, this is gonna be a bumpy ride!

   The beginning

Timeline after timeline, you were forced to watch as Sans left you. He never even gave you a chance. Every timeline he had chased after Toriel. Your mother! you watch with hate in your heart as the two kissed, like they did everytime they saw each other.

RR: Every time is two words. Why would an adult give a small child a chance at dating. Why. And yes, your mother.

AK: He’s your father in this, child, cool it!

RR: Nah, that’s Asgore. Sans is just trying to be daddio.

AK: Well he fails miserably already

Their kissing had been getting more intense. Their relationship was getting stronger! You began hating your own mother.

AK: I had no idea that’s what relationships do.

RR: It’s almost like they’re going steady.

A small inhale of air was greatly needed. You began to calm down. There were a few people that actually attempted to make you feel better. Even if Toriel and Sans weren't considered friends, you still had many others. Even the king supported you! He missed having a family. He wanted Toriel back and he wanted you as his daughter. When he told you that, your heart pounded. It was a perfect image. A happy family.

RR: … why would your heart pound at the thought of being in a perfect family? With excitement? That doesn’t seem quite right… And honestly, child, have you tried being happy for those two??? Christ. You little brat.

If that were the case, you wouldn't want to murder your mother.

RR: … Our protagonist!

No matter what happened, though, the skeleton and the goat only seemed to get closer. There was only one time when Sans had broken it up with her. It was a month ago. Papyrus had told you that you deserved a happy ending with Sans.

AK: Papyrus?! What the hell is PAPYRUS doing telling you that?! NO. Not at all

RR: Papyrus is simply too innocent to understand pedophilia. He is, according to the tags, ���a bean”.

A smile had graced you features.

AK: you, features, you have been graced with this slutty smile. Help.

RR: *snorts* Slutty. Too early for that, and it’s directed at Papyrus. She saves that for Sans, remember?

AK: Surprised she can keep it to herself for so long.

Papyrus was so nice and you were glad to have a friend like him.

He had went to talk to Sans and insisted that the two would never speak again if Sans continued to date Toriel. If was obvious, Sans was pissed at Papyrus. It was also obvious that Sans would do anything for Papyrus. So he broke up with her.

RR: Sans had a right to be pissed! Goddamn, the out of character is killing me… If anything, Papyrus would try and find the middle ground - he wants to be friends with everyone, and if push came to shove, he’d pick his brother. And the grammar here. ‘Had went’ would be better as ‘had gone’ or just ‘went’, ‘If was obvious, …’ should be ‘It was obvious that Sans…’,  and the last sentence could’ve just as easily been added to the previous with a comma. ‘... anything for Papyrus, so…’

They got back together the next week.

RR: Shame it didn’t end the fic.

"What a pitiful failure."

AK: This badfic is starting to make sense finally! Good job, Chara - I think.

RR: Who even knows if this is Chara.  For all we know, Frisk is hearing voices.

She had squirmed her way back into his heart. She told puns whenever she could. She made extra pie and even snuck ketchup into the recipe. She didn't even care that it had made you sick.

AK: Maybe you should try chloroform next. Also who the hell is who?! Tell me that!

RR: … Did - did Toriel even know you got sick? What out-of-character witch is this?! Goat-Mom would never!

After that night, you moved in with Asgore. He was really nice and always listened to your opinion. You started calling him dad and stopped calling Toriel mother.

AK: Such angst, at least give the goat mom a chance.

RR: What blasphemy do you speak of?! She stole Sans from Frisk!

She was still nice but it hurt your soul thinking about her and Sans.

You Loved him.

RR: Did you mean LOVEd?

The two were blind about it.

RR: Yeah, the thing about most parental figures - or those that would like to be parental figures - is that they tend to view affections as platonic because it’s otherwise inappropriate and should not be encouraged.

Everyone seen it but them!

AK: Everyone done did seen it but him! Isn’t that the way it always goes?

RR: *sniff, sniff* I smell cli~che.

Today, Sans called. Your breathing hitched as your heart began to beat at a fast pace. Sans was calling you!

AK: He’s calling to ask how he mysteriously got your number on his phone.

RR: “paps got me a phone, who’s this?”

It took you a few seconds to respond due to a lump forming in your throat.

"H-Hi, Sans! Watcha doing?" Fuck, you didn't want to sound so desperate! The sudden need to impress him formed. Stop being such a loser.

AK: Never have I thought saying the words “Hi, [name]! Whatcha Doing?” would sound desperate… then again this Frisk has some major social issues.

RR: Was… was it the stutter? AK, help me out here, why is that desperate? Did she yell it? I’m so confused.

AK: No, see, it was her actively trying to keep her clothing on while she said it.

RR: Oh my god. You’re terrible.

"Oh, this will be quite interesting." You ignored that small voice in the back of your head.

RR: Just a generic voice, probably hearing things. Seriously, are we supposed to know this is Chara at this point in time, or just think Frisk is bonkers?

Though, you couldn't. Every thought about Sans had always made your heart flutter within your small chest.

AK: Maybe that’s why he doesn’t like you, hmm? Eheheh

RR: … stop.

AK: Just getting into the same mindset of this character~

The skeleton chuckled over the phone. A smile formed on your face at the beautiful sound. He was happy.

RR: I never woulda guessed!

Why was he? You scream from within your mind as you thought of the possibility of Sans being happy to talk to you.

RR: He’s not. He’s happy you’re so far away that he has to call.

"Tibia honest, kiddo. I was calling to see if you want to go to Toriel's. She said she was starting to miss you and she doesn't understand why ya suddenly left to live with Asgore."

AK: HAH! Hah.. ha.. Ha, get it? He made a - haha pun.. Wow.. that was good...

RR: Would’ve worked better with Tibia-nest, because tibia already has the start of honest. And, patella the truth, you’re gonna get really sick of his puns. They aren’t that humerus. In fact, a few are downright inskullting. They’ll wear on your bones, fast. Especially since the lovely Flowez only uses tibia, patella, and a couple others. I don’t see why she couldn’t just include femur puns if she can’t think of so many - and it’s not like Sans has to pun. Just occasionally is good.

AK: The pun is an art form, when one comes to you, you pun, you do not think of them constantly.

You couldn't tell him the truth. What would he think? Surely, he would be furious if you talked about why you moved out.

RR: … why? Why would he be furious? There’s… what?

AK: *hands up, walks away from that* Nope.

Plus, you could feel the large amount of disappointment show on your face. Your lips had scrunched up together, eyes became droopy, and even your shoulders began to Sag.

AK: That is a real 2 year old pout right there, no wonder Sans thinks of you as a child of his!

RR: ohgodkillitwithfire.

He did not call for you, Toriel told him to call me.

RR: Oh. Is this first person now?

He would never call me like this, Frisk began to bite her fingernails.

RR: Th-third?!

AK: Sure has a lot of points of view, now why can’t it just have a point?

"I-I don't know if I can. I promised papa Asgore that we could do something today. We were probably going to go hiking." The lie sounded pretty good and it didn't even sound fake. You are a great liar.

AK: Okay, but how did she say it? Because that’s where all the magic comes from. Also what hiking trails?

RR: Good question! Also a question: why not just politely refuse? O-or… why is there an emphasis on Papa Asgore? (papa should be capitalized…) Is Frisk trying to rub in that Sans’ll never be her father-figure?

Sans took a deep breath, despite not having any lungs. Frisk took one also so that they could sound equally frustrated.

AK: If you don’t want people to ask questions about the skeleton, just play it off like it’s normal!

RR: Why do you want to sound frustrated. Third person again, so is the reader someone else? Help.

You could practically see him shaking his head through the phone.

"Well, Tori really wants to see you. Do you think you can reschedule?"

Anything for you Sans.

AK: Don’t trust that anything, Sans!

RR: Oh, no. Do. Just not what you ask them to do.

"Sure. Asgore will understand but I feel really bad. I promised the big guy one day and then I cancel."

You wanted Sans to think you were doing him a huge favor. You never had any real plans for the day but making him feel guilty would be the only way to make him show some compassion. You wanted Sans to show you at least something!

AK: … This section confuses me and makes my head hurt.

RR: Best I can translate, dear, is that Frisk is trying to guilt-trip Sans by lying. In doing so, they hope to attain some pity, which I guess is better than the genuine desire to hang out with you that he was expressing…?

RR: … Shit, I just confused myself.

You knew he was smiling based on his voice.

"Thanks, it means a skele-ton!"

RR: You’re not allowed to use that pun.

Click

He hung up already. There was no hesitation. He probably went to go tell Toriel that he convinced you to come over. Then, he would be awarded with a kiss.

RR: … Is - is Goat-Mom training Sans? Is that what’s happening?

AK: I think that’s called ‘normal affection’, dear. I take that back, nothing about this related to affection is normal, he’s totally training her.

It made you sick. Though, you were able to ignore the agony and moved on. You didn't want to worry Asgore. He was already going through enough with trying to make peace with the other humans. So, it would be the right thing to do.

AK: Must have been agonizing if it was so easily ignored. Aw, see she’s a good person - with morals and things!

RR: *shakes head* She’s an angsty brat, she’s had practice.

You scurried through the house. Asgore wasn't in his room, the bathroom, nor the living room. The only spot left to check was the kitchen and he was there.

AK: Surprised he didn’t just leave the fic, it’s what I would have done. Also try ‘there he was’ sounds much better.

RR: Also try a comma between kitchen and ‘and’. Just a thought.

He appeared to be cooking something. Whatever it was, it smelled absolutely delicious.

You walked in a little more so that he could spot you.

RR: … isn’t he looking at his food? Where is Frisk walking in from? Hell, what shape is the house? Where’s the description??? It’s not hard!

RR: You walked a little further into the cheery-looking kitchen, careful not to bump yourself on one of the outstretched counters. The slap of your feet on tile alerted Asgore to your presence. He turned slightly to see you, and the corners of his lips upturned in a smile.

AK: Wow, I want to just keep reading that over and over again just to get away from the next line.

"There you are! Howdy, Frisk!" His voice was cheerful as he stuck something into the oven.

At least someone was happy to see you.

AK: Oh yes, because you’re just such poor hated little thing with no old skeleton to - I am not even finishing that.

RR: I would have been forced to make you read something worse if you had.

"Hi, papa. Watcha making?"

RR: Apostrophe and ‘h’ missing from what’cha…

AK: Nah, English doesn’t matter when trying to communicate

"Just some dinner. It's going to take all day to make."

AK: What if you need the oven for breakfast or lunch? Use your large head would you?!

Good, that meant you could go see Sans. As long as you were back for dinner, Asgore would let you go see your favorite skeleton!

A bright shade of pink began to spread across your perfectly tanned face. You didn't quite mind. Your dad knew you liked Sans more than you should and he was a little flustered. He was confused by why everyone liked him so much. Though, in the end, he agreed the two of you made a good couple and he didn't say that only because he hated him and Toriel together. He meant it.

AK: A little flustered hmm? Just a little flustered that his daughter wants to get naughty with his wife’s boyfriend?! …and he agrees with it! Wow so much is wrong with this.

RR: … I can’t… It’s too early in the fic for me to be running out of wat. Seriously, does no one have any concept of age?! Sans is Toriel’s age, and Frisk is a child!  There’s not even the excuse of bullshit monster biology, children are canonically easily identifiable.

That's why you moved in. He understood you more than anyone. He knew exactly what you were going through.

AK: Why not just fall in love with him if he understands you so well, you angst ridden bitch!?

RR: Whoa, easy there. And I’m more pissed on Asgore’s behalf here. He lost his wife, but he can shove aside his upset at Sans. Et tu, Frisk?

"I'm going to go out for a bit. What time will dinner be ready?" You wished you didn't sound so innocent. Even if people thought you were,

RR: That is a perfectly normal question - what, should you ask about when you shall indulge in the feast of deadened flesh and rotting flora? I don’t get the connection.

You weren't a good person.

AK: Really?! I had no IDEA!!

RR: Shh, hon, shh. That aside… why the fuck is the comma in the previous paragraph, if this was clearly intended???

The thoughts that always swept your mind weren't normal. You were becoming obsessed with Sans and not in a good way.

RR: There’s… There’s a good way? idon’twanttoknow idon’twanttoknow

AK: Somebody find me that good way and write a decent fanfic on it.

"Alright, Frisk. Just make sure to be home before six!"

AK: “but daaad!! That’s no time to get to know anybody!!”

RR: “No, Frisk, the last time I let you do that, you were cat-fishing.”

You gave him a hug before running to leave the house. Your hand rested on the door handle before slamming it open and rushing out but you didn't make it very far.

AK: I need to learn how to slam a door open, that’s some neat stuff. Nothing like showing angst than slamming a door twice.

Smack

RR: Please tell me someone hit her.

You fell to the ground. You banged into something. What the fuck was it!? You peeked one eye open and looked up at the wall that stopped you.

AK: You banged into something? And it wasn’t Sans?! Wow.

RR: *snorts* I’m not sure we’re much better than the fic on the maturity front.

Your breathing stopped.

AK: Not for long enough, though. Sadly.

RR: Quick, Sans, you can still save yourself!

Sans.

AK: Oh wait my amazement short circuited, it was Sans, of course.

He chuckled at your clumsiness for a few seconds before extending his hand out towards you. Deja Vu. It was awkward that you counted how many times you had accepted his hand. A total of fourteen times. Each time felt better than the last.

AK: Sans, don’t be an asshole, she was coming out of the door and couldn’t see you. Yeah but that hand acceptance was a handshake… there’s a difference.

RR: We both know Frisk gets off to any kind of touch involving Sans. I doubt there’s a difference… Also, keep this in mind. I’m gonna yell a little bit later on.

So, when his boney hands touched the skin of your hand, you couldn't help but to smile and look up at him.

AK: I guess differences don’t matter when related to being turned on.

RR: Fetishes.

He tugged on you and pulled you up to your feet. You could see him clearly he was beautiful, like always.

AK: I think you mean handsome, unless he’s in his ballroom gown.

RR: Eh, no, beautiful was an older term to describe an attractive male. Not sure why Frisk is using it, but sure… Not the weirdest thing in this fic.

AK: you mean to say that Frisk is older than she acts?!

RR: The story would be thusly improved by Frisk being possibly legal, then worsened by how Frisk acts. It doesn’t get better.

His smile was real and he looked genuinely happy.

"Too bad your selfishness is going to ruin that, right? You're so obsessed you don't care what happens, as long as you end up with Sans, you don't really care if he's unhappy."

AK: Okay, Chara? Who ruined you? The Author?

RR: That’s the voice in Frisk’s head! I don’t think it’s Chara.

AK: Right, not Chara in the least.

That's not true, was the only thing you could tell yourself to stop the guilt from forming.

Sans gave you a strange glance before asking you what was wrong. You shook your head in response. You didn't want to worry him.

RR: Real descriptive.

if you told him about Chara, he would hate you! It made you wonder if he remembered your genocide route. If he did remember the whole thing, you would have to take drastic measures.

AK: Drastic measures, hey?

RR: Pfeh. “Drastic measures” my ass.

"Wanna take a shortcut, kiddo?" You nodded again. No words were able to come to mind at the moment because you were to busy staring at him to think.

AK: too* … I know, staring at somebody takes up a lot of your brain capacity.

RR: You have to get your eyes to focus right, and then processing the image, and - well, it’s a lot of work for her singular brain cell.

You wanted him all to yourself. Though, he didn't even want you, at all. The only reason he talks to you is because of Toriel and Papyrus. If it wasn't for them he probably would have killed you because you're such a fuckin sadist and a dirty brother killer!

RR: Okay. Nice of you to say. Now show me. Show. Don’t. Tell. I know it’s a staple of bad writing, but come on! And where’s the proof that he only talks to you because of Goat-Mom and the Bean?! He didn’t seem to mind talking to you earlier! And! And! If he doesn’t remember timelines, why would he kill you?! Continuity, do you have it?!

That's right, that malicious voice in your head didn't force you to kill anyone. You had gotten so pissed and so bored that you reset and took everything out on your friends. Eventually, you learned to love pain and inflicting it on there. Your dirty, rotten, cold adventure turned you into a real monster.

AK: I think they would like you better if you were an actual monster. You might have a chance with Sans!

RR: If Frisk were an actual monster, they’d be so much more pleasant to deal with. Oh, by the way~ Mini-rant incoming~

RR: Remember how many times Frisk has shaken Sans’s hand? Fourteen. Fourteen times they’ve done it, and somewhere in the middle of that, they got bored. That’s - that’s just sad. Were all the runs perfect? Did Frisk not once die, not once reset and get shoved back to the last save point? Because that’s never explained. So I’m assuming… yes. I’m not going to try and defend this Frisk. They don’t deserve it - we have zero reason to sympathize with them. And the genocide? It’s all but canon that Chara helped with that, but in this? Oh, no, that was all Frisk. They wanted the LOVE and EXP. Because they were bored of their friends and life, and pissed that Sans had the audacity to pursue someone else. Just… God, I hate this Frisk.

AK: My Bitch’dar is going crazy right now. Anybody else throw away their popcorn and run to find a toilet already?

Though, it was wrong. You were trying to change. You hadn't hurt anyone this whole timeline. Thank goodness. If Sans found out you hurt someone, he wouldn't forgive you.

RR: … I feel sick. It must be so hard to not kill anyone. Nice to know that Sans is your only reason for not doing so. Not Papyrus or Asgore, both of whom you claim to love, oh no. Just Sans.

AK: True - pffheh - True love - hahaa *snrk* Conquers a- I can’t! *cracks up*

You would break down.

Scream.

Cry

Kill.

AK: So you’d identify the problem and make it worse instead of fixing it. I knew you were a smarty!

RR: *downhill whistle and mimics an explosion*

You couldn't let him hate you, he meant way too much. It made you feel like garbage. You were so obsessed with Sans that you were becoming out of control. Almost like an animal that still needed to be tamed.

AK: … I can’t. It hurts too much.

RR: Needed to be tamed implies that you fine once. Which I call bullshit. Going feral would be better. Also presented: completely healthy relationships!

Sans started to walk forward, holding your hand. A darker shade of red formed, he didn't notice it. It would be kinda embarrassing if he did take notice of it.

AK: How do you know what he notices and doesn’t notice?! Frisk is in Sans’s head! We’re all doomed!

RR: Shhh, Frisk is omnipotent.

He squeezed tighter as he rounded the corner of the humongous house.

RR: what house? We’re in a void

Bam.

AK: WHERE’S THE GUNSHOT?! AND THE CORPSE?!

RR: IS IT OVER?!

We were at Toriel's.

RR: Damn.

Sans's magic was amazing He was amazing. You smiled at his strength.

AK: Especially that whole one HP.

That was another reason why you loved him. Not only was he funny, kind, an amazing brother, and a good friend but he was also strong enough to kill if he had too. He was strong enough to punish you.

RR: NONONONO! GODNO! NOPE, UH-UH, NOTOKAY, NOPENOPENOPE! NOPUNISHMENTSABORTABORT

AK: Honey honey, shhhh! Don’t worry! It gets worse!

RR: *whimpers* I know.

"Wow, nice shortcut, chuckles." You mentally laughed at that perfect nickname.

AK: Chuckles. Like a child naming their first dog.

RR: Real creative there, kiddo.

You could see him trying to hold back a laugh but he failed. He chuckled a bit. Not a full blown laugh but it was something.

RR: … you called him Chuckles. That’s barely worth a snort in anyone with actual humor.

"That's what you're callin me these days, kid? That pretty humerus." A classic Sans moment. It was perfect.

AK: And we’re back with puns that aren’t even worthy of a ‘you tried’.

RR: *You failed.

His joke was so bad but knowing it came from him made it so much better. If it was made by someone else you would have found it pathetic. Though, him, nothing about him could ever be pathetic.

RR: Pointing out your own flaws doesn’t make them better.

"I guess. Unless, you want me to call you Mr. Boner!"

AK: OKAY. Where’s the trash bin?! I need to visit it because I have a big delivery!

RR: *laugh-sobs* It comes up again.

"Frisk,watch your language! " Despite it being a inappropriate joke, he still thought it was funny and once again laughed but it was louder this time. You weren't sure if it was the joke or the disbelief of what you just said. You found both funny and laughed with him.

AK: “Watch your language!” As he encourages that behavior. 10/10 father figure.

RR: Do as he says, not as he does? Who am I kidding, Frisk would rather have him do her. Also, should be ‘an inappropriate joke’. That lack of an ‘n’ is inappropriate.

AK: Once again, fuck English for being so damn rulediculous - I’m sorry I saw the opportunity.

"Thanks for dealing with me, Sans."

RR: He gets paid in Toriel.

He released your hand and looked at you right into the eyes.

"No problem, kid. Nothing can get under my skin."

AK: And I almost thought it would get serious for a moment there. *sigh*

Another pun. So, that meant he was in a good mood.

"You'll probably ruin it, though. Don't deny that either."

AK: Chara, your bullshit comments have no purpose, just admit that you’re a sad throwaway character and shut up.

RR: Shh, let them pretend. This is the best we’re getting out of this chapter, and all it is, is an unnamed voice.

AK: Fine.

Stupid voice, was the only thing you responded with. It didn't reply back.

Good.

AK: WHO THE DICKENS IS WHO?!

RR: I thought we stopped asking that?

AK: Well I’m still confused!

You didn't need it ruining your day. A day with Sans. Maybe, just maybe, Today would be the day you could get between Sans and Toriel. You hoped so. Watching them further their relationship made you want to gag.

RR: Haha. Ha. You’re so sweet.

Ugh.

You would sabotage them eventually.

RR: What the fuck is wrong with this child.

AK: Bet if she got a therapist, the therapist would suicide.

For now, you just wanted to enjoy Sansy's presence.

RR: Sansy. *war flashbacks*

Nothing would ruin Today. You would make sure of that. No matter what it took.

RR: Well, must be a special holiday if the ‘t’ is capitalized that.

RR: … Wait, was that supposed to be threatening?

In order for everything to go normally, you needed to act as if you happy for them. Don't let them find out the reason behind your sudden move in with Asgore that occurred two weeks ago.

Act sweet.

Be fake.

AK: Because that works

Make them think that you're still that good girl from the first few timelines. You could never act like that naturally but you were a good actor.

If you weren't becoming a goddamn yandere, everything would have been fine. Though, you kinda were.

AK: Well at least we know she can identify the problem, however, that is a huge understatement.

RR: I… I don’t understand that second sentence. Kinda were… what? And Frisk, sweetie… *points to my favorite yanderes* You’re not even a fuckin’ drop in the barrel .

AK: I don’t think the author understood it when they wrote it.

RR: I think they have their own special subset of English.

Hiding your deep breath, you opened the front door of Toriel's house. This was your chance to prove yourself to Sans.

AK: You know I have to wonder if she ever thought about what Toriel would think of her stealing her boyfriend.

RR: You imply she thinks.

"Be good, little Frisky."

AK: I did not call for a FriskxVoiceinherhead so don’t.

RR: noooo, nonono, it’s better than SansxFrisk in this WE CAN STILL SAVE SANS

You had to be. If you wanted Sans to return the feeling you had for him, then you were going to have to prove you were worth the time and effort.

AK: OH MY GOD WE’RE DONE !! FINISHED!! I CAN GO TAKE A BATH AND FORGET!!!

RR: Haha, no we’re not. Still got some chapters to go.

AK: *sobs*

RR: *pats your head* Don’ worry, it’ll get beeeeett… um. Something. It’ll get something. Something might actually happen.

AK: Reassuring!!

RR: Do you want me to lie?

[angstandhappiness]

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