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The Weatheyre (AND ROUXLS!!!) always Sticketh Togethere ( WITH ROUXLS!!! DO NOT FORGETTE HIM!!) <33
Lampshade version

original meme under the cut
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originally this was just the drawing of asgore but a friend suggested i redraw the whole thing
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I can't physically get this scene outta my head. Maybe I'm self-projecting here but... I couldn't help but imagine how hurt they were just seeing that
I'd understand if it's a bit janky! So sorry if it sounds weird and outta pocket, literally pulled this out at one in the morning rn
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you can always rely on someone who misgenders kris to be wrong about other stuff too
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help me polarize
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i’m invested in this now. which of the world class corps is, in your opinion, the gayest
omg what if there was a ranking. dci straightest to gayest corps
Wellllll, like i drew, i think the most "canon" ship is phantom and cavvies.... like, have you seen their april fools articles??
or the advertisements they do for joint fundraisers??

dude they're already in the most homoerotic relationship you can imagine.
Ooooohh..... just imagine........
The drum majors stand across from each other.... the show site is busy, half a dozen hornlines warming up around them, rimshots echoing off the brick walls of the high school; they don't even remember which one at this point. But the two of them were a tense sort of calm in the chaos.
They can't even see each others' eyes, in the dimming light and under the shadows of their hats. The Reggie's chin strap is beginning to tickle, and the Cavvie's brim os starting to slip to the side, the summer heat making him sweat. But neither of them move, staring intently, waiting.
Some of the other conductors from their corps stand around them, whispering to each other. It's not like this hadn't happened before, this glorified staring contest, but this one is lasting longer than usual. A caption head wanders over, about to tell them off, but, seeing what's happening, just clenches their jaw and crosses their arms.
The two snap into motion at the same time, as if someone was conducting *them.* Hands and arms fly around in perfect time, up at their foreheads in no more that a couple fast beats. The Reggie waits while the Cavvie tilts his head forward, sliding his fingers across the brim of his hat unnecessarily slowly, but when hat and helmet have been rotated off their heads and placed on the ground, the Reggie returns the favour by drawing their baton out of the pouch between their shoulders.
Faces uncovered, they stare each other in the eyes, unblinking as the droplets of sweat drip down their foreheads. They watch each other, hands steady out in front of them, as they try to conceal how heavily they're breathing ah what am i doingggg i need to go to sleep
also remember that the cavaliers sell gay dog collars. if you want one of those
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