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Faulty is one of my favorite fanfics ever!!!! :D It's so cool knowing that you wrote it!!! I can't wait for the next chapter!

◩ >>  ANON...........WHO ARE YOU........

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YOU WROTE FAULTY???

◩ >>  I sure did!

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🎤 Look he’s pogging lol

🎤 I wonder what he’s missed...maybe the tags will give a hint or two.

(That means read the tags teehee thank you)

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Glad to hear you're okay!

◩ >> thank you anon ;; again I'm sorry for the disappearance! I promise it won't happen again!

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🎤 ...Ah. Looks like someone lost track of time. Oops!

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               she is the    f l o w e r    in  concrete 

                        the gleam of  sunlight  in a storm 

                                  the taste of warmth in winter

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© lofihour

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🎤 He’s currently wobbling out of his room making various sounds amongst his usual beeps and boops. Nearly his whole face is covered in lipstick marks. Uhh...at least he sounds happy?

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the-plushie-friendships​:

*Ames said nothing, she didn’t know what to say, but she eventually spoke up*

“I-it…doesn’t play m-music…”

“Sure it does! Here, lemme see it for a second.”

🎤 He sets the rocket ship on her head and carefully takes the cardboard cassette player. Using one hand, he made some motions as if he were using a screwdriver or some other tool on it. As quickly as possible, he switched out the cardboard tape with his phone, doing his best to be as stealthy as possible with the sudden movement.

🎤 The rapper made a click sound as he pressed one of the nonfunctioning buttons of the cassette player, and right on cue, a song started to play!

“There we go! Radio’s all fixed up, captain!”

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*Ames nodded slowly, looking down at her pink cardboard cassette player, opened it for a moment, smiling softly down at something inside said cardboard cassette tape and then closed it*

🎤 And of course the musical guy would quickly notice the cassette player. He hovers the rocket ship above the girl’s head, pointing it down towards the cardboard before moving it to fly around the air again.

“Heeeey, no one told me that this ship has a radio! What kind of music do we get up here in space?”

🎤 He knew it was all cardboard, so he wasn’t expecting any real music to play, but maybe she’ll sing or something! Who knows. He could always play along if she does, or play something from his phone and keep up the pretending.

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B’s amusement was damn infectious, and Pico felt his smile grow around the filter pursed between his lips. Plucking the cigarette up to once again blow smoke away, he glanced back at BF and nodded, undeniably taking some mental notes. Getting bitched at was definitely not the worst part of his line of work, but it was close, and despite the semblance of respect that he and Dearest seemed to have for each other, Pico clearly wasn’t immune from his wrath.

“ Shit, that’s genius. Can’t do nothin’ if he’s just talkin’ at me, can he? ”

Yup, that’s his backup plan confirmed. If reasoning fails, just space out and stare at a speck on the wall. Another drag was followed by Pico snuffing out the cigarette on the wall. “ If he winds up killin’ my ass, I’m hauntin’ you for feedin’ me bullshit. Got that? ” He spoke, lighthearted tone indicating a lack of actual aggression. He liked having B around too much to follow through on such threats, that and he doubted Double D would actually go through with killing such a loyal attack chihuahua, as Mearest had taken to calling him. He’d survived too much to die at the hands of some old fuck with a grudge.

🎤 Though it was a small change, it was easy for the singer to spot Pico’s growing smile, and it was something he didn’t want to see go away any time soon. In an attempt to keep that up, he playfully leaned over and bumped into him before standing up straight up again, shooting the other a quick wink.

“Genius indeed... Don’t need to tell me twice!”

🎤 The pause that followed kept Boyfriend from looking away from the merc, his curiosity of the other’s thoughts locking him in a one-sided staring contest. He almost made a joke about finishing off the cigarette for him, but he managed to bite his tongue. He fully knew the idea would be rejected for his own voice’s sake, but he didn’t wanna risk anything.

🎤 So when the threat followed the drag, BF finally broke his stare to shut his eyes for another laugh.

“Yeah yeah, dude, I hear ya. I’m sure you’ll do your worst~ Wonder if you’ll get to bring a ghost weapon with you in the afterlife.”

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◩ >>  [throws a rat with blue hair and pronouns at you]

◩ >>  woe. headcanons be upon ye

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*Ames continued to softly giggle at the airplane noises, she smiled softly as her hair got ruffled by Bee and she of course walked with him as the rapper guided her*

“I-I…don’t know…h-how I got l-lost…”

🎤 Now, if it were anyone else, this would probably be weird to hear. How does a kid get lost and not know how they got lost in the first place? But luckily for Ames, she ended up with a guy that’s found himself in plenty of weird situations with no explanation.

“I hear that... Well, no worries, I’ll get you back safe and sound in no time.”

“Just stick with me, okay captain? It can be dangerous out here, but no one will mess with ya as long as I’m around.”

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🎤 Dealing with gloom was certainly one way to put it. Things were finally starting to settle down, sure, but there was still a lot to do to get everything back to normal. Everyone was okay, but it was all still so, so stressful...

🎤 ...so when the literal living embodiment of a part of his mind nudged for them to go out and ignore some responsibilities, BF couldn’t bring himself to be shocked. Maybe it really was time to say “fuck it” then.

“You want some fun? I’m sure there’s still somethin’ we could do ‘round here...”

🎤 He glances around at first, but eventually lands back up at Soul, looking him up and down. God, he sure seemed excited. He idly waves a hand towards the entity for emphasis.

“Saaaay... You ain’t got a limit for all that floaty shit, do ya?”

❝ B, we like— We gotta go out n’ do shit. Been stuck in yer mind all my life, n’ now I can actually do stuff. Like— what do y’all do for fun? ❞

Curiosity cranked up to 11, he’s eyeing @bf-xml with a bright gaze, tail eagerly thumping against the nearest obstruction. They’d been dealing with enough gloom lately, it was about time they said ‘fuck it’ and did something for fun’s sake, right?