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The dragons' quarrel quickly made a mess of Halfsies's furniture, his framed photos, the remains of his life; it only made him more enraged every time they broke or damaged something. A swing would miss, a tail would react involuntarily to their emotions, psionics would clash and send sparks onto surfaces that were scorched.

Freeman tried to slash at Halfsies's throat with his draconic claws (because, of course, both men had donned protective scales and superior natural weaponry), targeting his most precious and permanent keepsake- the bite scar carefully aligned to frame his trachea, his carotid artery, and his jugular vein, mirrored on his- Estera's- own throat, with doubled canines- and the splash of their plasmic lifeblood causing the floor to catch fire finally pushed the usually-docile twin to a breaking point.

Bones snapped. Freeman heard them, the movement of meat as musculature and skeletal anatomy were forcibly altered, and paused. Had he broken a bone?

No-

His brother grew larger, larger, pressed against the cave ceiling, cracking the carved stone as well as the hardwood flooring that made the space into a humanoid home. White-hot plasma dripped from ripped skin that quickly reformed into tough, scaly hide. Halfsies's full dragon form filled the space they both occupied *violently,* trapping Freeman with his bulk even as Halfsies realized his mistake. He desperately squirmed and scrabbled, breaking through the front of the house entirely just as

it all began to truly fall apart.

Halfsies landed on the forest floor in a pained, still angry heap. Freeman leapt out of the growing rubble and made his change in the open space between Halfsies's family home and the dry, perpetually-dry, lakebed that sat empty, lifeless, several meters further down in the valley, landing on the dust with more momentum than intended.

Both dragons watched as the building that contained their whole lives collapsed into itself and fell, too.

Great wails, bellows, sobs, all manner of exclamations of heartbreak, echoed through the Catskill Mountains for a while.

That is, until Freeman's approach reminded Halfsies Krull-Ironside of who had caused his entire life to shatter.

The freshly-grieving dragon barely gave his twin any warning before pouncing on him anew. This time, he couldn't possibly hold himself back. He would tear the other half of his soul, practically himself, apart, or be killed, himself.

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"Freeman! I can't believe you!!"

Halfsies came downstairs, stomping his clawed feet to make his displeasure more obvious to his detached brother. Freeman was lounging on the couch, scowling at the screens in his prosthetic eyes- after all, he had just been arguing with a couple of people, and decided to end the most unpleasant when finally dared to do so.

"what."

"You! You brought me up, you argued with Ember! You blocked her!"

"yeah, i did. i don't see you unblocking her, either."

Halfsies approached the couch Freeman had been living on for years now, his large tail thumping with further displeased body language; Freeman's point, however, made Halfsies blush white in shame, as well as his current unhappiness.

"That is not the point!!"

But he did have a point. Halfsies had soft-blocked Ember ages ago, but hadn't stopped her from re-following not too long after... and now, he hadn't unblocked her, either, even though he fully had the power. Avoidance of conflict at its finest.

Halfsies's chest tightened. He flexed his clawed fists. Freeman continued lounging, scowling at the screens within his eyes, for a few moments longer, before he blinked them away and made to sit up. His scowl was pointed to Halfsies.

"So what is your point, then? That I didn't have to open old wounds by mentioning you? That I didn't have to acknowledge Ember in the first place? That I shouldn't have fucking bothered anybody with my shitty commentary?"

He loosely hugged his knees. Freeman already knew that the answer was all of these things, and also, that his twin was thoroughly humiliated by Ember's response; he would have preferred if they didn't talk to her at all unless she engaged first, and therefore didn't tread where they weren't welcome. Halfsies never wanted to step out of his comfort zone, his personal barrier of competence: if he knew where he stood and he knew his goals, he was bright and confident; if he didn't, he was overly cautious, sometimes downright too anxious about the unknowns to do anything at all. Yellow slit pupils searched Halfsies's openly expressive face.

Halfsies was now scowling. But he also looked about to cry. A frustrated growl was building in his throat.

Why did his brother have to be so aware of what was going on, but not be able to care enough to do more than argue over it? How could he thoroughly insult someone, hurt them, and not be angry or have been doing so maliciously? How was he so out of touch with the consequences of his words and actions?

"Maybe, Freeman, I WISH YOU WEREN'T SUCH AN ASSHOLE!!"

It was rare for Halfsies to yell, anymore, and Free's scowl lessened slightly.

"Maybe, you should be keeping your douchey opinions to yourself! Maybe Aitar is right, and you should not feel superior to people from media because you know their stories and fates, you should just let them live their lives as they are meant to!! We are not better than anyone, but that does not mean you have to be such a pessimistic, know-it-all, unrepentant douchebag all the time!!"

Halfsies began to pace, gesticulating with his arms for emphasis and out of a need to move.

"We were wished a happy birthday! There was cake, and well-wishes- why do you have to ruin everything that is potentially good?! Why did losing Roxy make you into such a--"

"DON'T YOU DARE FUCKING TALK ABOUT HER TO ME! DON'T!"

Freeman was standing on the cushions, now, sparking white and black, eyes blazing crimson from the excess energy.

"WHY DID YOU--" he pointed aggressively at his brother, hand close to him, "HAVE TO BECOME SUCH A PATHETIC FUCKING COWARD AFTER ESTERA LEFT? HUH?! OH, WOE IS ME, NOBODY WILL EVER LOVE ME LIKE HER AGAIN-

"GROW UP, SOLLUX! GET OVER IT!"

Halfsies tackled Freeman in a rage, toppling the couch and table.

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freeman has gone outside. likely to create great lines of glass in lin's lakebed to vent his frustrations. i cannot say i blame him, but i will not be joining him.

i feel a migraine coming on.

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so i think i am going to be offline for a while and maybe skip out on the annual desert gathering.

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reblog if women with swords

[onlyhalfdead]

Hi if you ever find yourself in a relationship saying anything along the lines of "well I can't leave cause I would never be able to find something better than this because I'm trans/fat/aging/antisocial/unlucky" I beg of you to run. Please. You can find and build better but in order to do that you have to take the first step out the door. You do not have to endure abuse, mistreatment, or just plain incompatibility for the sake of a fraction of happiness. You don't.

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if you want to! you are not obligated. i was simply happy to share. please, be sure the kids and other members of your household have some if they want.

==>ZAP! There is an entire metal cake pan full of poke-cake (vanilla cake with lime jello, frosted with lemon-jello icing) cut into many neat square portions, that appears on a clear flat surface in Ember's kitchen. There is a smile indented in the icing, clearly made with a spatula.

You look at the cake and it makes your chest tighten for reasons you can’t understand. You find yourself pinching and twisting at the skin near your bent elbow as you cross your arms. Just like you’re a teenager again. Better to eat, though.

thanks, halfsies. The cake was good. I’ll send the tin back with something, if you’d like?

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freddy fazbear??

yes! it is appreciated! thank you so much!

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🐻 oh!! I am currently off the clock but I would still like to wish you a happy birthday.

🐻 if that's ok I mean

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thank you, ember.

would you like some cake?

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happy birthday, halfsies

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just let me know when to send it. it will keep indefinitely in my sylladex.

i made us a cake!! it is not terribly fancy, but it is citrusy and refreshing for these hot months. would anyone like some?

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thank you very much, aitar!! can i send you and your little party a few squares of cake?

i made us a cake!! it is not terribly fancy, but it is citrusy and refreshing for these hot months. would anyone like some?

[onlyhalfdead]

i made us a cake!! it is not terribly fancy, but it is citrusy and refreshing for these hot months. would anyone like some?

[onlyhalfdead]

hey so my birthday is in a few days and all i want is to help my mom pay her bills.

she had a health scare last month, an overnight stay in the hospital, and a minor operation that ended up costing like $400+

If you can help me with this that's fine, if you can't that's also fine and i wish you the best!

as always, thank you so so much for listening and tw for deadname jump scare

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tomorrow.....

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what, deciding your own birth date on an alien calendar because that is what they use to measure time where you now live? i think a lot of people do that actually!

@onlyhalfdead replied to your post “can you even be said to have a hatchdate if you're...”:

i consider it to be whenever i decide it to be. on earth, june 5th is in their western zodiac birth-time zone of gemini, and it is a nice number i think! it is also 06/05 on the gregorian calendar, which references my height as a humanoid. :)

​thats cheatin :op

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Tell me your birthday and I'll give you a vague fortune 💖

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june 5th! i cannot believe i will be 31 soon.

Tell me your birthday and I'll give you a vague fortune 💖