#FIXD

[tgcg]

playin around aka karkat doesnt know how to carry people instead of dragging them round like a corpse

TG: man you suck at this

TG: im the most unelevated dude in history right now

CG: IT'S NOT MY FAULT YOUR ENTIRE TORSO EXTENDS LIKE A FUCKING MEOWBEAST AT THE SOFTEST HINT OF UPHEAVAL!

TG: a real bro would accept my faults litheness and all

TG: not my fault im agile like a goddamn ballerina

TG: if lil newton got a load of this situation pre-apple exposure he wouldnt have needed that tree is all im sayin

CG: IF YOUR SPHINCTER OF A MOUTH WOULD STAY SHUT FOR MORE THAN A HALF-SECOND MAYBE MY BELEAGUERED FUCKING FRAME WOULDN'T FEEL SO INSANELY INUNDATED WITH THE WEIGHT OF YOUR BULLSHIT.

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TG: you gotta lift with your legs karkat

CG: HRAGHAJGRHRGJRHRRR.

TG: listen man your poise is all wrong

CG: LET ME FOCUS!!!

TG: the smokey bear of workplace safety would be losing his shit at your posture

CG: NO. NO. I GOT THIS.

TG: i guess if i really really wanted to look at the ceiling this would be cool

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TG: oh shit

CG: HYAAAAAAAG

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TG: pfffffhahahahaha

CG: PFFFF.

[gorespawn]

grieving every single day that the average person is so unbelievably fucking squeamish. i want to talk about cool stuff that i like! but alas, i am not allowed to 💔

[trentcrimminallybeautiful]

in which for once ted is, arguably, good at girl talk.

another shitty random comic doodle with no context, this one based on a convo with @fade-in-the-dark :)

bonus:

[kyu1h4n4sh1]

[Fixde Story]

Officially announced Fixde Story info 🥳💙

The Patch and Dreemurr families were enemies long ago. It was because of that war that the "Origin Code", an ancient entity that could reduce everything to nothingness, awoke. To stop it, the two families allied and sealed it. After that event, the two families compromised by: The Patch family would take care of the "circle of life" while the Dreemurr family would take care of the remaining consequences of the "Origin Code" and take care of the protective circle for the people.In that peaceful context, Lyra, Gaster's adopted daughter and adopted brother with Frisk and 2 close friends Chara and Asriel are studying and being trained by the Dreemurr family to become "The Saviors of Error Code" - roughly speaking, this is a force of the Dreemurr family to handle the consequences of the "Original Code". The incident happened when one day, when Lyra's group had just arrived at the center of the Dreemurr family to be trained by Undyne, they accidentally learned that Muffet, the commander of the 4th army of "The Saviors of Error Code" had sacrificed due to a large amount of "Original Code" suddenly appearing at the place where her army was handling the error codes

[moving-to-dreamwinged]

ouh. ouughhhhhhhh hthat just made me so anxious. i need to lie down for a second (is already lying edown).

[batslime]

The ritual concludes. Copia looks so majestic, spreading his arms out towards the heavens as twinkling sparks rain down on him from above. He and the ghouls all take their bows, most of them tossing out guitar picks into the audience- you manage to catch one! You clutch it close for a few moments then excitedly, but carefully, stuff it into your clear, venue-approved bag next to your mummy dust and confetti from earlier on.

That was the most you’ve enjoyed yourself in months. You laugh and recount it with both the friends you came with and the friends you made in the pit alike as you make your way past the far side of the stage and towards the exit.

A stark white against the dark of the evening catches your eye. “Oh my god!” You can’t help yourself as Copia and several ghouls walk right past you on their way to the dressing rooms! “Papa! Hi! Do you have a second for an autograph?”

“Eheheh, of course! Did you have a good night?” he asks you in the usual nasally and faux-accented voice, tenderly taking the plushia you held out along with a sharpie and scribbling his signature at the bottom of its little cotton cassock.

“It was so great! Thank you!” Your company titters in agreement as they shuffle around, also greeting the band and having things signed.

They’ve had a long night so you wish them safe travels and thank them again as they carry on to their business.

You couldn’t believe what a night it had shaped up to be. Getting barrier was already enough to send adrenaline racing through your veins but now you had even gotten to be up close and personal with your favorite band of almost a decade. Really drank in the details of their costuming, admired their smiles, gotten to speak with them. It stuck out to you how much the masks have improved over the years- even up close, Copia looked so real. You couldn’t really distinguish where the makeup ended and the mask began, but then again, it was dark.

You and your friends were about to turn back to head to the parking lot, as motioned by the venue staff. When a few more passing people caught your eye.

More ghouls! Plus some other crew. It looked like Phantom, some of the techs, Swiss, Kevin! Cumulus, Rain, and…. T…..Tobias…?

[lyeekha]

AUGH IVE BEEN WRONG BLOG QUEUEUEING

[gooperblooper]

i will never grow out of finding this type of shit funny

[tomfoolery-coolatta]

he was just born ik but i fixd him

[lxdymoon0357]

Hi! I would love to request a one shot where the reader is super cottage core (aesthetic wise) and does things like making flower crowns and she drags Phineas to a picnic she made and makes him wear a flower crown she made for him!

(Warnings: nothing..but this is pretty assed up, so sorry)

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Heart's field of flowers

Islette yawned, rubbing her eyes as she waddled out in the early mornings, look for her parent, you. But at this point she knew where to find you, so she even ignored her maids at times.

As she waddles the halls, gently climbing down the stair, her small feet pattering before she paused to rub her eyes, pushing the door to the back courtyard.

You were sitting in the grass on a gingham patterned mat with flowers and leaves crocheted at the edges of the mat, as she yawned stretching her shoulders. Seeing you, as she rubbed the eye boogers out, she smiled, skipping down the stairs and running across the grass to you,

"Nini!!"

She smiled brightly, climbing onto your back as you let out a little 'oof!-' at the impact of her, but smiled,

"Oh, good morning to the little lady!~"

You smiled and cooed to her, turning from your position where you laid on your tummy to your back, holding her close as she gently swung her legs back and forth, laying on your tummy, her silver hair in a tight, oiled braid.

Her red eyes bright at seeing you, as you smiled, pulling a stray flower and putting it in her braid as she giggled, "Ooo, pretty!" she smiled brightly, tracing the petals of the flower in her hair. She was healing pretty well, though she often asked to send letters to Celphius.

You smiled, humming as you both laid in the early morning, a bit cold so you fit her into your shawl robes, peppering kisses on her cheeks and tickling her as she giggled as you smiled.

"Nini, what are you doing?" she asked softly after she stopped laughing but a bright smil still fixd on heer lips, sitting beside you as you smiled,

"Braiding a flower-crown."

You smiled, showing twines and large bunch of wild flowers with their bendy stems. As she gasped in mesmerization, you let her play with flowers carefully while she tried to copy your technique after you did first few braids for her.

She got bored of it quickly, but still continued to talk to you about her dreams she had last night while attempting to braid some sort of flower crown, while you helped her occasionally while making a larger one yourself.

A large gingham patterned mat laid under you and Islette for you to rest on, so it was soft on her. Smiling you continued to twisted the soft bendy, green stems of the flowers, pulling off the thorns or branches you didn't need and hummed. Leaning back as Islette watched you closely,

"Nini, yours is pretty!" she said brightly making you smile, "Thank you, sweetheart." you hummed, letting your shawl's end laying on her shoulder in case it got cold.

Islette hummed, abandoning hers in your safety so you could help her with it. Humming, as the sounds of footsteps, calls, laughs and whatnot around the manor put your mind at ease.

It was far nicer now, though you weren't sure if those were sounds of people going about their business or rapidly looking for something.

As the sun began rising high, the sky was clearing and th wind was warmer, Islette had you help her fix the flower crown and draw the flowers into the crown.

While working, you abandoned yours half-way to help Islette with her own, incase she began to get frustrated and cry and you didn't really want that. As you fixed it for her and turned around to pull another flower, you felt Islette place her own onto your head.

"There! Now you look pretty, Nini!" Islette smiled as you grinned, placing it back on her own head, "You look prettier in it, Isle!" you smiled, kissing her cheek as she giggled.

She stood up, and posing like a little diva as you grinned. Almost entertaining, you figured you were rubbing off on her hair..Phineas would be so exasperated with this, but you couldn't help but laugh.

You and her sat there, picking flowers and grass when your head maid put down some plates of treats for her as Islette pulled a treat, eating as you brushed her little nightgown of the crumbs.

You hummed, the few birds pecking at the the crumbs which spilled on the grass after you brushed them off. Of-course a pesky bird or two pecked, taking the last treat from your the plate.

Islette almost giggled, but grumbled too, "Awwhhh, I wanted the last one!" she pouted as you shrugged,

"And that's why you don't at things while walking" You hummed as Islette waved off the birds from the mat and you leaned clos, kissing her cheek again.

You would have enjoyed the tranquility, when—

"Don't you think you should inform someone Iselette is with you so maids aren't running rampant?"

Phineas looked like he had been through hell and back with how panicked he looked.

His usual long hair now slightly messed up and dust collected on his head and white overcoat. If you didn't know any better, you figured he had been living in the forest multiple days.

Isleett flinched back when she met Phineas's tired scarlet-red eyes, but calmed down when she realized it was Phineas.

She had been slowly calming herself around thee Lapileon eyes, the scarlet-red still scared her, sometimes even her own reflection. Though she was getting used to it to the point Phineas could walk around without a mask or those weird glasses.

But really, he seemed far more relaxed now that Islette and you were under his eyes, you had been rubbing off on her. You both were far too delicate and far too important in his eyes to be left alone.

You gave a sheepish smile and sat up, pulling Islette onto your lap and into your shawl again as you pushed off you flower-crown off your lap and fixed the one Islette was wearing, making Islette giggle.

Islette's attention fell up as she grinned and waddled up to Phineas who scooped her up, holding her close as he sat down, heavy and tired from looking for you two, "Are you alright?" he asked Islette, cupping her cheeks as she smiled brightly

"We're making flower crowns!" she said brightly as you held up your own, half-made and somewhat falling apart if you weren't quick enough and hurriedly began to work on it and braid it tighter.

After somehow finishing it quickly and making it look presentable, you fixed a few more flowers with fuller petals to hide any haphazard mistakes. You put down the crown and you crawled closer as Phineas pulled you into a hug as well,

"Atleast inform me before leaving.." he huffed as you grinned sheepish, fixing your lacy clothes, adorned with real pressed flowers, covered in resin to last infinitely longer. Phineas had them done for you.

"Papa, flower crowns!!" Islette repeated to get his attentions back onto them since she felt proud of making them. She began showing off her own flower crown you put on earlier that Islette had made when you stood on your knees and fixed the one you made onto Phineas' head as he glanced up at your head.

His hand softly stroking your hip as you fixed the flower crown while making sure his hair wouldn't get tangled in it, as you finally sat down, admiring the yellow and white flowers adorn Phineas's head..

He looked like an angel..

You almost felt bad, scaring him so much, leaving him before he woke up, leaving him to be scared somthing happened to you and Islett since you both were gone.

"I will..sorry, did I scare you?"

"Well, what do you think, sweetheart?"

You smiled, pecking Phineas' lips as Islette tilted her head curiously, thankfully she wasn't like Celphius who made gagging noises or yelled 'eww' when couples kissed.

Though you're sure Phineas would've preferred that more for his 'little girl' to hate love. But for now, he was content with her looking away.

[ruskatuskapuskasapuska]

Sord🗡️

(edit: I forgot to color aoba's headphones and the tiny yellow patch on his jacket, oop fixd)

[spoiledmilks]

FIXD VERSION PLEASE EPLE

[amarguerite]

Just finished an ever fixd mark and fdalliance again, for probably the fourteenth time. Possibly more.

Have you ever give thought to a 'five years later' fic of post marriage elizabeth and darcy?

Or perhaps the menage a trois fitz/fitz/elizabeth marguerite mentions at the end of EFM?

oh wow thank you! :D I'm always delighted to hear when people re-read it.

I haven't really! I feel like I said all I wanted to say in that particular branch. I'm afraid I lost contact with the person who wanted to write that particular menage a trois so I don't think that's going to be something that will happen unfortunately! I myself don't feel confident about writing that parting. People have asked about it many times over the years but there are too many character hang-ups and logistical difficulties for me to see a way of it working. Happy to let anyone else try their hand at it if they can see a way through it though!

[kyu1h4n4sh1]

°•○●Fixde Story/Revivedtale●○°°

I will change my art style one day cause he definitely not look like Sans 😭 I think my art style made him look like Gaster 💦

[unluckyservice4]

okok should polly talk t syori n' get ths fixd cuz can't get home when tiny. don' got hmptoru's abilities.

.......tkn th' bottl wit me.

[fawcetttweets]

Someone remind me to fix #dothesmilesmatch later, I accidentally messed it up on like three different levels and I refuse to deal with that mess rn (you don’t actually have to remind me… but I will probably forget lol)

Edit: I fixded it :)