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[commander-rahrah]

Talking to the Moon: Part IX

Pairing: Astarion x GN!Reader Word Count: ~2570 Warnings: some borrowed in game dialogue, no use of y/n, canonical warnings apply!

archiveofourown: here

masterlist: here

part I: here part II: here part III: here part IV: here part V: here part VI: here VII: here VIII: here

Summary: Set in the end stages of Act III. The party faces it's biggest threat, yet Astarion can't help but worry about his future with you.

Notes: Hi folks ♡ What a hiatus! But I'm now officially married and loving life with my partner and doggos! This chapter is a bit shorter, but I didn't want to get too nitty gritty with details of the last fights leading up to the netherbrain (cause there is too many scenarios/decisions about who you bring and side with etc. etc.) and also because that's not really what this fic is about so... lol. I just wanted to add in little Astarion POVs and twists here and there for wrapping up the main game/known content so then I can get into the custom/headcannony stuff for the end! I would say there is probably 2 chapters of this left where I can wrap up this little story and give these two little heroes a happily ever after!

Thank you so much for reading! As always, kudos and comments are very very appreciated ♡♡♡

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Astarion’s red eyes couldn’t help but always go to you — visions dancing in them as he envisioned his future life with you.

Like when the group was in Lady Jannith’s house a week ago — ghosts and possessed furniture aside — all he could do was imagine the grand home was both of yours. Lounging on the settee with his head on your lap. Reading a book on one of the high backed chairs in the study. Ravishing you on the large, luxurious four poster bed. In the tub. On the balcony.

He thought his desire for you would be a slow build, a steady incline like the last few months had been. As you had slowly re-wired his mind and soul with your patient, gentle touches. As you showed him what it was supposed to feel like. At first it had been casual touches, then slightly more intimate gentle caresses. Then you kissed him again — gods, he still thought about that kiss on those crumpling ramparts. Then it was more than just his lips you put your mouth on, spreading kisses over parts of him that he had never thought of in that way. And it was like his body was set on fire in a whole different way.

But when you both reached that precipice and jumped off that cliff — when he finally got to have you, again, he was ruined.

You had ruined him. He felt like he could never have enough. Gods, he loved you. And you loved him. You repeated it, continuously to him — the words uttered so often to him that they were beginning to sound like a prayer. You loved him. You said you would love him for the rest of your life.

Your whole life… Just a fraction of his.

You would love him for the rest of your life.

And then he would miss you for all of his.

Save of him suddenly finding a cure for vampirism or you being turned immortal he would lose you one day. A thought that rattled the vampire to the core. Astarion had tried to broach the topic, but you kept brushing it off. To be fair, the entire group was constantly dealing with the looming threat of total annihilation thanks to the Netherbrain — but he couldn’t help but worry. You had finally given him something to hope for, a future to look forward to. Pardon him for being concerned it would be cut prematurely short.

Such worries were flooding through him now, his pale fingers trembling as he looked around the ominous cave. It was dank and dark. It smelled absolutely disgusting, and his boots were wet from having to swim to shore. Yet his red eyes could not stray from you for long, not even as you checked on your friends, grabbing their shoulders and giving them determined nods. He had to force the lump in his throat down into nothing just to keep it together.

He needed to be strong. You needed him to be strong. The vampire needed to put his fears of what the expiration date of "forever" would be for him and his mortal love — if only for long enough to stop the chaos of the Absolute once and for all. No instead he would focus on what he will do once you all won. The celebrations and adventures still to be had. The touches to share, expensive wine to drink and stories to whisper.

His thoughts steadied as you approached, though the smallest line in between your brows caused him worry. "You always pick the most romantic spots." He teased, grabbing onto your waist as you sidled up next to him.

You raised a brow, a smirk tugging on the corners of your lips, "Says the man who brought me to a cemetery."

He barked out a laugh, "Touché."

Your laugh didn't quite reach your eyes, which were instead darting around the cavern nervously.

"Darling," Astarion grabbed onto your chin tenderly, forcing you to look at him. His red eyes flickered back and forth over your features before he finally spoke, "There is no limit to what I would do for you. For us." Your bottom lip trembled at his declaration, silver lining the bottom of your eyes for a moment. "I waited centuries for you. Nothing will stop me from being yours. Not time, or vampire master, or a monstrosity of a brain." His pale thumb brushed the tears away from your eyes, and his lashes blinked his own away, "I love you, my moon."

"I love you, Astarion." You whispered shakily.

He placed his cold lips on yours, more softly than he had ever done before. So soft and tender that he didn’t even realize he was capable of it. Both of his hands cupped the sides of your face, using the momentum to pull your chest flush against his as he deepened his kiss. Before you could react, he pulled away though, letting out a husky breath. "We better survive this. Because I never want to stop doing that."

You blinked yourself out of the stupor he had put you in, looking up at him with shining eyes. "We will."

"Get a room lovebirds!" Karlach's teasing voice echoed from behind. "We gotta brain to kill."

The rest of the group had soft smiles on their face as they looked over you both, before stepping forward with determined nods. 

You straightened your shoulders, standing at full height as you looked over your shoulder to the ominous path ahead, though your fingers still stayed twined in Astarion's. "Shall we then?"

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Gods, were you strong.

Stronger than him undoubtedly — even with his spawn nature and physique.

The concentration in your brow and lip as you held the golden sphere around the group, your hands never faltering as mind flayers and spells and a dragon were hurled at you. Yet your powerful magic kept them all safe, shielded and protected by your will.

The unwavering focus in your eyes as you faced the monstrosity of the Netherbrain. Astarion’s knees had trembled and his dagger would have fallen through the sky if it wasn’t for the enchantment tying it to his palm. But you didn’t falter — though he wasn’t sure if you took a breath the entire time.

Your quick nerve as you and Gale formulated a plan together— the group falling head over heels through the air as you all hurled from the falling Netherbrain and nearing the water below. Your hands steady as they mimicked the wizard’s, casting the spell that defied gravity at the perfect moment.

The conviction in your voice as you said goodbye to some friends — but convinced others to save themselves. Sending Karlach and Wyll off together, bidding Lae’zel farewell for now. Convincing Gale that he himself, as he was, is good and pure and right.

The strength of your mind as you yet again concentrated on a spell — covering you both in magical darkness as Astarion had to flee the sun. The strength of your arms wrapped around his torso as he cried into your chest — already grieving the feeling of the warm light and the new life he had found in it. The strength of your love for him — whispering to him that he would be alright, that it was okay — huddled together in the forgotten alley until with your spell and your soothing voice you were able to coax him from his hiding spot.

Your strength to be vulnerable — to let the mask fall once you, Astarion and Gale were alone. Looking at the empty chairs at the tavern table that once held your friends — now all spread across to different planes of existence in a matter of moments. Your tired, sad smile as you and Gale gave each other comforting hugs, whispering your pride to the other after all of the anguish and turmoil had settled. 

How easily your fingers laced through Astarion’s cool, pale fingers as he dragged you away upstairs to finally be alone. Behind the wooden door, both your masks fully dropped as you embraced each other tightly, faces pressed into each other's necks. “It’s… over. Truly over.” You muttered into his skin, your warm lips eliciting goosebumps on the sensitive skin. 

"Ha," A half-hearted chuckle escaped him, shaking you both slightly. In this moment, it truly sunk in. You were here, you were both here. No tadpoles or mindflayers. No vampire masters or ascendancy to haunt you. You were both yourselves, safe and whole. "It is."

You pulled away to look at him, your eyebrows knitted together, "I thought I would feel more-"

"Relieved?" He finished for you. 

"Yes. I am but... I almost feel more unsettled now than ever before. I can't stop thinking about our friends, our city, the children..."

He grabbed your shoulders tenderly, giving them a squeeze, "No one expects you to have an answer for those things. You've done so much already." 

You flushed, looking down between the two of you. "We have. All of us."

But he lifted your chin with a curled finger, raising your gaze to look back up at him, "Don't sell yourself short. No one would have made it this far without you, my moon. I know I wouldn't have." 

You only sniffled as you blinked away the silver tears that were trying to fall from your eyes. 

"Now, I think the bare minimum the hero of Baldur's Gate deserves is a good night's sleep. Don't you think?"

"Ugh, I feel like I could sleep for a century actually."

"While I don't think I want to part with you for that long, I surely understand the sentiment." He winked, before leading you over to the soft bed in the center of the room. "Sit."

You silently obeyed him, watching him as he kneeled to gracefully untie the laces of your boots before sliding them off. As he worked on helping you change, he could practically see the gears whirling in your head. So he shook his head softly as you finally opened your mouth to speak, "Rest, my love. We can talk about the rest later." 

You nodded in agreement, before reaching across to the other side of the soft mattress and patting it, "Will you lay with me?"

"As long as you will have me."  

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You had hoped for a dreamless night — you had even done a half hearted prayer to Selûne as your head hit the pillow that your mind would find peace after the insanity of the day.

And by her grace or pure luck — or perhaps it truly was from the exhaustion of these past few weeks — you slept. Your mind was clear, and quiet for the first time in months. No dreams, nightmares or visions had come to plague you either. 

As you slowly woke up, you lavished in the sensation of the mattress enveloping you, the soft blankets covering your body. The sensation of Astarion's weight and presence next to you made your heart flutter and stomach warm. When you finally cracked an eyelid open, you found that the vampire's red eyes were already trained on you. He was laying on his side, his head perched on his hand braced on the pillow. His lips quirked up as he realized he had been caught staring.

“Hello, darling.” He whispered affectionately, reaching out to move a stray hair from your face. 

You smiled at the tender touch, before looking around the room quickly. You couldn't tell what time it was — courtesy of both of you 'sunproofing' the room before heading to bed. You suddenly realized the hours you would keep would become very different — not that it bothered you. “Did you sleep at all?”

“Hmm, barely. I thought after everything I would and yet… too much on my mind I suppose.”

"I seem to remember someone giving very specific instructions to get a good night's sleep. Did that not apply to you, starry?" You said with a smirk, stretching your limbs above your head lazily. 

His eyes followed your movements, his lips parting slightly before he spoke again. “I was just thinking of freedom.” He shuffled slightly closer on the bed, “How we're free of the parasite. I'm free of Cazador. How I’ll never be in someone’s power again. And all it cost… was my life in the sun. Now I belong to the shadows. And I can't help but think... now what?" 

Your lips pulled into a sad smile, shifting closer to him as well, “If it’s what you desire, I will help you find a way to walk in the sun again.”

His red eyes went round, “I— do you think it’s possible?”

“I think the last few months have proven that anything is possible.”

A chuckle bubbled out of him, “I guess you’re right. And even if there’s a small chance… plus, it would mean we setting off on another adventure together." He said fondly, before looking back over at you. "Is that what you want? Is this what you want? I would understand if you wanted to go your own way…”

You pressed your fingers to his pink lips, halting his thoughts spiralling down. “This is my own way. With you. Have I not made that clear before Astarion Ancunin?" 

He kissed the pads of your fingertips, before drawing them down to hold to his bare chest. “Good. Because as selfless as I am, I really didn’t want to let you go." He said cheekily, nuzzling closer into you. "We are rather excellent together you know."

"And united there is nothing we can’t do." You said confidently. 

He arched a white brow, "Even making a vampire walk in the sun?" 

"Even that. Though it may not be an exciting adventure at first, it may take some hours in a library completing research first." 

"Ugh, I was hoping you wouldn't say that." He said dramatically, rolling out of your arms to sprawl across the soft mattress. 

You chuckled at him until the sound of a heavy thud outside your door made you both whip your heads forward. With a furrowed brow, you slipped out of the bed and cautiously approached the door. 

It opened with a creak, though no one greeted you on the other side. Looking down, you found several tomes and volumes of books in a neat pile on the floor. Bending low you scooped them up and carried the large stack into the room.

"What in the heavens are those?" Astarion questioned, flopping onto his stomach on the bed as he watched you cross the room. 

You placed them down on the little wooden table next to the bed, before running a finger down the spines with a smile. A Book of Light & Darkness, Curse with Vigor: Casting & Undoing, The Magic of Freedom... 

A folded piece of parchment was placed in between the first two books. Grabbing it, you opened it and instantly recognized the curling cursive inside. 'I hoped you slept better then me. But I had an idea in the middle of the night and made a visit to a friendly wizard's tower. We best get to work.'

You laughed as you handed the note over to the curious Astarion, "It seems Gale had the same idea as us." 

"Well, I guess that means we aren't getting rid of the wizard anytime soon." He said with a fanged grin. "Good, I was just starting to get used to him." 

[doomzidle]

What is the canon route for DSaF 3?

There's been a lot of confusion on what is the canon route for DSAF 3, and for good reason. Direct Doggo says that no single route is canon, which originally didn't make any sense because the start of DSAF 3 looks like it follows DSAF 2's 'Perfect ending' (The ending where you and Peter rig Dave's suit, and springlock him, effectively turning him into Davetrap.) But, if you follow any 'Dave' route in DSAF 2, Dave never becomes Davetrap, which doesn't make any sense with Doggo's claim, because in the third game you will ALWAYS find Dave as Davetrap.

How ELSE would Dave become Davetrap? Fortunately, we've found the replacement for the perfect ending, and how Dave becomes Davetrap even when you side with Dave There's a DSAF spin-off, not many people know about, called Project: Save the Kiddins. Doggo made it as a fundraiser. It takes place after the events of DSAF 2, and before DSaF 3. It's canon. basically FNAF 1, but with DSAF characters, and you have the ability to wander around the map freely.

(look at the lil guy.) Jack has gone to work the nightshift under a false name, and it seems like he’s doing this to fix what he’s done, hence BJ’s deciphered dialogue. We also know this HAD to of followed a Dave route as well, meaning Jack had killed kids before this.

Dave's tapes.

Here's more evidence this is a former 'Dave route', he's literally alive and NOT springlocked, and just look at the way he's talking to Jack. This also takes place a few years AFTER dsaf 2. The fact Dave's not already davetrap itself tells us it that DSaF 2's 'Perfect ending' ISN'T the canon route the third game follows. (these are 2 of the nightly messages Dave leaves for the nightguard)

``Old sport! It must be you. Nobody else could just lob their ass down and survive four nights like it’s nothing at all. Old sport oh, how I’ve missed you. You came back. You Always come back. Have you come back for me, Old Sport? Have you come back for ol’ Davey? I knew it! I just knew that you really loved me! Look, I have to go, Old Sport, but, I’ll be right back tomorrow night. Okay? Stay alive, old sport. I’ll speak to you tomorrow, Sportsy.``

And the following night, Dave sill say this;

''Old sport! I can’t believe you’ve come back. You have no idea how much I’ve missed you. How much WE’VE missed you. We’re a family, Old Sport. Freddy’s is a family, I thought you had abandoned us, Old Sport. But now it’s clear to me. You can be part of us again! You don’t have no idea how lonely these last few years have been, Old Sport. My life was dead without you, but you were lost and now you are found. I’m coming back for you, Old Sport. I’m going to come back and find you, I’m going to come find you, I’m going to come find you.``

Dave's still kicking, and Jack's trying to makeup for his wrong doings.

Now, if we go to the ending of Project: Save the Kiddins, we see the only other way Dave would've become Davetrap.

The kids trick him into entering the suit, and he dies, right there and then. Bro is DEAD, GONE, DECIMATED. This is also the UTAH location, I believe. The same location you find Davetrap in while salvaging in DSaF three.

This makes Doggo's claim of no single route being canon make sense. Project: Save the Kiddins servers as a replacement for how Dave becomes Davetrap. There's also more evidence in the flipside, you can walk up to any bonnie poster to get the dialogue tree. Jack will say he's seen Bonnie without a face at three locations, Dave will ask 'three? but I only remember seeing you at two locations.'' Jack will reply 'I know, that's because I worked the night shift. You wouldn't of seen me.''

ANYWHO, have this big hunk of lore. I usually have a LOT of lore discussions in several servers, so I'll probably just post stuff I find here, too... because why not?

[missfinefeather]

I have fallen down the chikn nuggit rabbit hole. I couldn't sleep until I made this alignment chart.

Alignment chart template from reddit

(Click "keep reading" to see why I made these choices)

LAWFUL GOOD: Fwench Fwy. They’re kind of a given for this slot. They are trying to save the world and even neutralizing Iscream as a threat as a side mission.

NEUTRAL GOOD: Cheezborger. Genuinely a caring individual with a good heart, but not leaning lawful nor chaotic

CHAOTIC GOOD: Cofi. Thrives on living against the grain, presenting herself as a "lone wolf." However, she's very much a caring person that'll help someone out that's in trouble. She also has set herself up as an obstacle for Iscream.

LAWFUL NEUTRAL: Slushi. "Lawful" doesn't just mean obeying the law, it's about following a code. While her code is entirely specifically about fandoms, it's still a code she lives by and is a core of her identity. She'll often get on the soap box about cringe culture or embracing creativity, and tries to inspire others to follow her code, too.

TRUE NEUTRAL: Chikn Nuggit. His morality can be all over the place, often changing from video to video based on the joke. I honestly think this is intentional, as the fact the doggo is being pulled in many different directions is literally the plot.

CHAOTIC NEUTRAL: Sody Pop. Just a ball of manic energy that literally explodes. He embodies chaos in many ways, however he is not evil.

LAWFUL EVIL: Krampus. Devotes his life to kidnapping specifically naughty children. Sounds pretty lawful evil to me! (admittedly, I just didn't have another character to stick here, but not a bad fit all things considered.)

NEUTRAL EVIL: Iscream. While love for their friends and partner has tamed them recently, it's important to remember that they are still a demon that's only here to sway Chikn to the dark side. Even their recent fondness towards the people in their life is somewhat baked in selfishness.

CHAOTIC EVIL: Bezel. His obsession with chaos made him a shoo in for this side of the spectrum, and the fact he's trying to kick off the end of the world makes this a pretty obvious pick in the end.

Now I can finally sleep...

[welcometo79s]

[repost because I got shadow-banned and I'm back now]

@clonemmunism got me thinking with their post about the war ending and the clones just making very bad fashion choices so here's my thought on what everyone would wear and my rating:

Hunter [4/10]:

Hunter doesn't really care about being fashionable. We got a glimpse of what he would wear in The Bad Batch and I don't think it's very good. He owns a couple of cute scarves but usually he just dresses like a less fashionable Cut Lawquane. And Cut is already pushing it. It's nothing too bad, he just looks like some farmer on Dantooine. No, the bad thing about Hunter is that he literally does not differentiate between clothes he wears going out and clothes he wears practicing knife throwing and juggling with. So most of his stuff has little cuts and tears in it. He also sticks to the type of clothes that Cut gave him, which is the only thing saving him from being a fashion nightmare. He did however try to pick absolutely atrocious clothes for Omega until Echo stepped in. Like he'd attempt to get her a pink shirt with a porg vomiting a rainbow on it and military khakis.

Echo [10/10]:

His outfits are top-notch, he just doesn't dress properly for the seasons. But hey, that's not what we're ranking here. Echo is a crop top guy. Crop tops in summer. Crop tops in winter. And he looks good in them. He wears regular black pants and a variety of casual jackets on top of the crop tops. Sometimes leather jackets, sometimes bomber jackets, sometimes parkas, sometimes open shirts loosely hanging over the tops. Gets matching accessories and high quality boots for his outfits too. Ends up getting himself a belly button piercing. Fashion icon.

Tech [6/10]:

He only has one outfit and it's beige suit pants and a white shirt that's stuffed into the pants. He owns multiple duplicates of the pants and the shirt. Leather shoes. The only thing he switches out about the outfit is that he wears a variety of funky bow ties.

Wrecker [4/10]:

I'm sure there's people on here who found Wrecker's beekeeper outfit from the Saleucami episode cute but it's not very fashionable, nor are the rest of his clothes. Fisherman hats. Crocs. The "my 50 year old dad on the balcony" shoes (those cork sandals). Ponchos and pants that don't fit together color-wise. Sooo many tie dye shirts. Those jeans fabric shorts with lots of cuts in them. The very short ones. Very rarely an elegant evening gown he looks really good in. That gets him an extra point.

Crosshair [5/10]:

He's the Hot Topic Brigade. He has a style and he sticks to it. Some people like it and some don't. Almost always wears a leather jacket. Buys all his clothes at the Star Wars equivalent of Hot Topic.

Fives [7/10]:

Usually wears black jeans and some black t-shirt with printed words on it. Sneakers. Jeans jackets, sometimes with fur. His outfits are good but he wears some of the most atrocious shirts known to mankind. On a good day you get "Viva la Clonevolution", "I'm a Republic War Crime" or "Enemy of the State". On worse days he might wear something that says "Sparkle on you crazy doggo!", "I eat cement", "I can't fucking do be do be do it anymore" (all real shirts by the way) or "Call me the Uwunator". The otherwise completely normal, nice looking outfit adds to the insanity. Sometimes Echo pretends he doesn't know him. It's the fact that Fives does this on purpose that really gets Echo.

Rex [1/10]:

Listen. The Bad Batch and Fives have the privilege of having Echo to be the damage control for their fashion choices. Now we're getting into the bad territory. Rex has so many of these white tank tops that you can see his nipples through. Sometimes there's hot sauce stains on them. He also has a fuzzy jacket that Fives got him as a joke. Rex does not know it was supposed to be a joke. At this point Fives is too intimidated to correct him. He wears light shorts that some rich kid would wear to the golf course under the tank tops. And cowboy boots. Also huge elegant statement necklaces on top of this. And that one stupid fisher hat that says "rexcellent" on it.

Hardcase [2/10]:

Listen the only reason Hardcase has more points than Rex is that Hardcase doesn't want to look fashionable, Hardcase wants to look fun and that he does. He joins Fives in the cringe t-shirt extravaganza. Would wear the ugly pink porg shirt that Hunter wanted to get for Omega. See-through jackets. Glittery heart sunglasses. Glittery silver disco pants that get wider at the bottom. Rainbow bracelets that work like rattles. He annoys everyone around him by shaking his hands to his "improv gospel". Red leather boots that go up to his thighs. Sometimes he wears them under the disco pants, sometimes over them. Fives loves his outfits. He's the only one. Sometimes Hardcase tries out a variety of colorful wigs.

Tup [9/10]:

He looks so cute. So many people hit on him. Lets his hair grow a little longer and starts wearing half-buns. Also a crop top guy, just a little shy about it at first. Wears earrings and looks really nice with them. Has delicate wrist tattoos, maybe some branches with flowers wrapping around his arms. Otherwise simple, normal pants and sneakers.

Jesse [3/10]:

Tup and Fives are carrying the 501st in terms of fashion. The rest are all fashion don'ts. Jesse is no exception. He also wears crop tops but his don't have sleeves or straps. It's just a strapless bandeau top hanging over his pecs. On top of that? Baggy oversized jacket with a comical amount of pockets that he always stuffs full of things. He's been stopped multiple times by the Coruscant Guard and searched as a suspect for being a spice dealer. He just has his pockets stuffed full of candy though. Baggy pants with equally as many pockets fading from blue into purple into red. The jacket is a dark green. Sparkly golden dance slippers.

Dogma [1/10]:

Big sun hats. Very tight leather pants that end just below his crotch area and then restart at the knee. The pants have two parts basically. The two parts are not connected. See-through sneakers. Frilly white shirts that some 18th century vampire would wear. Tie with little loth cats on it. All of this in combination btw.

Fox [10/10]:

I can do this in one sentence, look up "dark academia outfit men" on Pinterest and you get Fox's style.

Mayday [0/10]:

His isn't even an outfit, it's just a bunch of fabrics he bought just like that in the market and somehow wrapped himself in them. There's no shirt, pants, jacket or anything like that, they're just pieces of fabric wrapped around his body like towels. One of them he wears as a scarf. On a good day he looks like some type of monk. On a bad day he just looks like a mess.

Howzer [3/10]:

You know that outfit Sportacus wears in LazyTown? That's his style. He wears things looking similar to that.

[starplusfourletters]

I finally finished the last command

and it was a romp (spoilers)

Chewie spends the whole book on the edge of a nervous breakdown but buddy you very much did that to yourself. Sure, you swear a life debt to a guy who turns out to be One of the People in the Galaxy That Things Just Keep Happening To. Bad luck, bound to happen sometimes. But then you decide that life debt extends to his wife knowing FULL WELL that Even More Things Just Keep Happening to HER, and then they go and have TWINS? That’s on you, bud.

Mara “I still do want revenge on Luke Skywalker yes definitely now hold that thought I need to go risk my life to save Leia and the twins” Jade. Mara you’re embarrassing yourself.

Actual conversation:

Leia: Thanks again for saving my life. Mara: Don’t thank me until after I’ve killed Luke which I still absolutely want to do. Leia: So uhhh why’d you do it? Mara: I’m just opposed to kidnapping. Leia: Were you kidnapped? Mara: I dOn’T wAnT tO tAlK aBoUt iT yes. Leia: ... Mara: YOU THINK THIS IS ABOUT MY TROUBLED PAST?? Leia: … Mara: BECAUSE IT’S NOT Leia: … Mara: Anyway here’s the information only I can provide that will turn the tide of the war. It’s free. Friends and family discount. Leia: Thanks. Mara: I’M STILL GOING TO KILL YOUR BROTHER Leia: That’s nice, dear.

MY KINGDOM FOR GHENT. His dad boss forgets to pick him up from AV Club so he spends two months wandering unrestricted through the capital building and then cracks Enigma because he’s bored

A TWELVE-DAY Character Bonding Hiking Trip??!? Zahn’s really outdone himself this time

WAIT THIS WHOLE TIME MARA DIDN’T KNOW LUKE AND VADER ARE RELATED?? Omigod that’s HILARIOUS. I mean, yeah, I guess it just never came up? And she didn’t watch the OT movies? That’s very funny to me for some reason. I definitely assumed she’d gotten that memo

Oh man it really feels like I should have seen that reveal coming and I absolutely did not. Gawd I love the 90s. Wowowowowowow. Chef’s kiss. I have so many questions about the Bespin janitorial system

“LUUKE” I’m dying

Admiral “It appears to be a trap.” Akbar

We interrupt your regularly scheduled Good vs. Evil Star Wars content to bring you “the two Evil factions getting in each other’s way vs the two Good factions getting in each other’s way until they all realize we’ve hit the end of the book and just start attacking everything indiscriminately”

The Climactic Battle Scene:

Luke: Fighting his clone! Han: Pew pew pew pew! Mara: Psychic defense! Psychic attack! Leia: Dual wielding blaster and lightsaber! Karrde: In the back, petting his doggos and talking on his phone I was legit worried about his safety in this book. But he's not dumb; he knows he doesn't have enough plot armor to take on the Big Bad. He is simply the best there is

Wedge / Aves is the rarepair I didn’t know I needed

RUKH!!

Oh thank God the doggos are okay

So as far as I can tell Thrawn made one mistake that wasn’t just bad luck and it was doing a shit job of getting Mara out of the way. The dude really should have had MORE of his enemies killed

Thesis statement: Aww Themb! <3

Now I just need to watch someone explain this series to Ep9-era Palpatine. Preferably in the style of Worthikids.

[bluerosefox]

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|The MANY Bloodlines of Constantine (Its by pure dumb luck Danny is crowned Ghost King before his 18th, because he learns his biodad had sold his soul, its void now, and not just his but also his half-siblings as well... Constantine is getting decked.)  (Psst read the reblogs, everyone had fun adding to this one) |Daughter of Phantom, Lady Gotham. (Lady Gotham, is Danny Phantom’s daughter) |No Longer In Service (Ghost King Danny has an idea how to get summoners to stop summoning him) |Overdue Payments (Ghost King Danny finds Ra’s al ghul’s overdue payments and a request to repossess it) |For Them (Danny uses his ice to save Dani (Ellie) from melting and does so in front of one Dr. Victor Fries, aka Mr. Freeze) |In A Single Night (Vlad is taken down by either Selina or Tim in a single night due to being a creepy creep) |Assassin Heir? Crime Fighting Furry? NOPE NO THANK YOU! (Danny wakes up in a DC version of himself and tries to nope out of the Assassin lifestyle and avoid becoming a crime fighter. Now if only the others understood that) |Playing Dead AU (Danny is the dead body for those Murder Mystery parties and gets a gig for the Gotham elite. I strongly suggest reading the reblogs, they get amazing for this) |Of Godsons, Fruitloops, and Lois ‘I will drag all secrets out into the sun’ Lane (Lois Lane is Danny’s only godparent, Vlad better watch out) |Recluse Owner, Bookshelf Gremlin, and the Cute Cafe Guy (Danny and Dani have to leave their home dimension behind and decide to open a cafe with Ghostwriter whose been wanting a way to get new books without having to go out and deal with people. Jason is sus of the new bookstore that opened up overnight) (Very hinted Dead on Main) |Cujo is.... Trying (Danny gets hurt, Cujo and him are yeeted into the Gotham, and Cujo... Cujo is trying to do his best even as he’s chased after a sword wielding bird boy)  |Tim, buddy, what do you mean you might had accidentally made a Love Child?! (Danny learns is the love child clone? of Tim and Kon that Tim accidentally made during his bad year of losing everything and Danny gets deaged and tossed back into his home dimension. It was due to Clockwork that he never noticed the life he created (cause villain Tim timeline was nearly on set) but finds out what he created when said love child shows up at a Gala wandering around just after he announced he’s dating Kon) (a TimxKon story where they try to raise their clone love child) |Bellatrix Star ( a TaliaxDanny idea. Queen Talia and Ghost King Danny) |Joker Messed Around and Found Freaking Out. (Joker messed with the wrong person when he took a visiting class hostage) |Fenton Ethics and Test Tube Babies (Jazz and Danny aren’t Fenton’s but are half-siblings and cousins (basically same mom, different dad’s)...The Fenton’s have some... questionable ethics and moral) |Timelines, Red Robins, and Kings (dont ask about the title, it was only thing I can think of) (Tim crashes in on Danny’s ghost King lesson’s during his Red Robin run. Clockwork is excited for this timeline cause he gets to have some fun) |Beloved Beyond Time (Due to weird time-traveling, Ghost Prince Danny is summoned and mistaken as King by the LoA. There he meets a smitten young Damian al Ghul who proclaims they will marry... Later Danny finds himself cornered by a year older Damian when he returns to his own time) |Over Tea (Gotham gets a sudden and strange weather that shakes it to its core. The Batfam is trying to find the source, meanwhile a young Ghost King and Lady Gotham are discussing things over tea. |Good Doggos Give Hope! (A self-indulgant idea of Cujo wanting to help his fav ghost boy and meeting a very special ring wearing Corgi) |Taking a Chance (Good!Mom Talia! DannyxTalia (Royal Errors) and half-siblings Damian and Ellie (Danielle). Talia discovers Ra’s future he set out for Damian and is at the ends of her ropes, she is given a chance to leave in the form of a cryptic time being. Meanwhile Danny needs someone to become Danielle’s mother before she completely destabilizes)

[obviousniklr]

Haven't drawn these characters in a long time 😭

But here's some of my Modern OCs

• Team Skull

A seemingly normal adventure team doing missions/jobs, but under the surface they have a much darker agenda in operation.

Fynx the Red Panda. The leader of Team Skull. He's a conniving and clever red panda who takes what he wants, does what he wants, with a seemingly charming yet deceiving demeanor. He vows to reawaken the power of the Red Zircon one day and reign supreme over every mobian.

Scratch the Raccoon, a selfish and aggressive punk who is very loyal to Fynx. Being the only one who picked him up when nobody wanted him, and gave him a prosthetic arm, Scratch vows his life to Fynx believing that he would have a glorious life under his rule.

And Timothy (Tim) the Tiger, a strong but gentle bodyguard of Fynx. When they first met, Timothy owed him for helping him out on a family disagreement, and saving his life from a near-to-death accident. Now, he ventures with Fynx to repay him but was it the right choice? Knowing Fynx' true intentions now, Tim regrets it. He wants to be set free from his grasp but unfortunately, he knows how dangerous Fynx could be, that he can slit his throat at any moment and leave him to die alone, so he's trapped being his bodyguard. Forever silenced until someone breaks, or pulls him out to safety

• An update on Iyro's Black Quartz look.

Oh right, I haven't told it yet here, but Iyro used to be in a delinquent group called Black Quartz. He joined mainly to have friends, but when he realized they were doing bad deeds, he starts feeling doubtful about his decision. He wants to leave but he doesn't want to let the members of the group, those who needs his strength, down.

• K3io brothers

Three brothers who only rely on each other. After their mother died from an illness 6 years ago, Ron has been trying to keep his brothers safe, and well sheltered, taking on random jobs to offer help. Now at the current time, they work as a guild team in Stone Guild, taking on many kinds of jobs in the wild.

Ron, the eldest of the three, is very reliable and assertive. Always looking out for his brothers. Has a knack for card and board games, and is somewhat bashful towards women.

Ry, the middle child, is a rowdy and thrill seeking doggo. He likes everything cool and daring. He even wants to be a hero one day and beat-up bad guys. He can get in trouble at times, injuring himself, being a bit reckless which leads to Ron scolding him alot for doing something stupid or dangerous. But over all that fiery passion for something exciting, he still cares about his brothers. Worries about Ron whenever he overworks himself or blames himself for not earning enough, only for the next day Ry surprises him with money to buy food (yet Ron also doubts Ry could've stolen it), and looks out after Rio whenever it's just them too, eventhough he prefers to do something else, he still cherish Rio and gives him candy.

And lastly Rio, the youngest of the brothers. Eventhough he wasn't able to experience abit of school like his brothers did, he still likes learning about the world around him. He has an imaginative mind and an optimistic and warm heart. Eventhough he doesn't know the harshness of reality yet, he still want to help his brothers on their work so they can eat yummy foods, and see them all happy together.

A bit of an Easter egg but here's Ron in the Future as well.

In the future, Ron decided to move to a corporate job instead. Though seemingly impossible since he stopped schooling at an early age, he found his chance when he saw a project hiring people without a diploma and just basing their qualifications on their capabilities. Ron studied hard and managed to get a position. Now he works at the same office Alan (Juliet's dad) works in.

(an explanation to the last pic) When Bony went to Alan's office to deliver him a letter of consent for his daughter, since she does work in their guild afterall, for a group camp/expedition, she coincidentally recognizes a familiar blue dog. Same can be said to Ron when he saw Bony. They haven't since each other in a long time since the brothers left Stone Guild. After that reunion, they decide to catch up, see what the other's lives has been up to.

[pandorasboxoftreasures]

Ok I know I’m not just overthinking this so hear me out : RECOM QUARITCH SPLIT-BRAIN THEORY

(aka “Colonel Sméagol”)

Avatar has its eye symbolism, right? “I see you?” Waking up from dreams, etc...

But has anybody else noticed this? It’s been bothering me since my first watch.

It’s to do with Recom Quaritch’s eyes and how they are highlighted from scene to scene and character perspective to character perspective and what that implies for which Quaritch has primary or dominant control at each given moment, the implanted one (Human) or the innate one (Na’vi).

Ritch when following the programming from his implanted memories (mostly noticeable when he has his PTSD moments, repeats routines that the human Ritch did like drinking coffee and squad briefings, observes things of interest to the implanted personality and goes berserker or highly emotional), left eye in clear light and/or focus, right eye in shadow or hidden.

Ritch when deviating from his programming and thinking individually (Mostly noticeable when he’s interacting with Spider or contemplating his next moves or observing and interacting with his environment through Na’vi enhanced senses/technically new eyes), right eye in clear light and/or focus, left eye in shadow or hidden.

They have full damn control over the lighting and it doesn’t fully follow the lighting directions from the same scenes or sometimes even shots and in many ways the opposite eye is considerably darker than ambient lighting without additional stylistic control would have it be. There’s no way these are accidental. Same goes for the composition.

There’s a symbolism here. There has to be. Maybe highlighting that there’s two people or halves of them in his head fighting for equilibrium or supremacy and they can each have turns taking over as well as working together as one (which is when we see barely any difference in how the eyes are lit or shown or they match the ambient lighting accurately the other exceptions being from the perspectives of characters who are unaware or couldn’t care less about which Quaritch is which). But also indicating that he may have a sort of split-brain but for personality. Two consciousnesses sharing one brain. One in each cerebral hemisphere.

Interestingly the main key behavioural differences between Recom Ritch and Human Ritch most noticeable so far when you watch them closely, are in aspects of the brain (regulation and comprehension of speech and language, working memory, cognitive flexibility, planning, inhibition, abstract reasoning, selecting specific actions in a list of possible actions, mediation of decision making, reorienting of attention, collecting and processing environmental information among many demonstrated) that belong to the left hemisphere that controls the right side of the body and therefore the right eye. 

It gets better...

WHICH SIDE OF THE BRAIN GOT DAMAGED WHEN HUMAN RITCH GOT WRECKED BY THAT VIPERWOLF SO BAD IT WENT THROUGH THE GODDAMN BONE?!

THE RIGHT SIDE THAT CONTROLS THE LEFT EYE!!!

EYWA, YOU NEON MACHIEVELLIAN CHAD DID YOU SEND THAT DOGGO AFTER MILES QUARITCH SENIOR FOR A TARGETED LOBOTOMY KNOWING WHAT WOULD HAPPEN?!

Now, with this hypothesis in mind, what can we do with it?

Look at each scene to determine who is who when, of course. If that left eye is like a street light take note that you’re likely dealing with the implant. If the right eye has it, it’s probably the innate, if it’s both, neither or barely noticeable, you’re looking at them in equilibrium or near enough.

Taking all that into consideration (again it is just a theory for now I will have to take notes next time I watch from beginning to end like I have every time since I started getting suspicious of this but now I have even more research and possible context behind it), who has Kiri by the throat, who has a gun to Lo’ak’s head, who is telling Jake Neteyam “didn’t have to die”, and who lets Kiri go to save Spider?

It also opens up the possibility if this is a hint towards future events (unlikely but again who knows) THAT THERE’S TECHNICALLY WAYS TO ERASE THOSE IMPLANTED MEMORIES AND PERSONALITY AND GIVE FULL CONTROL TO THE INNATE OR THE IMPLANT because people can still function mostly if not completely normally with a lot of parts of their brains removed or disabled.

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BONUS: Another interesting thing to see that I’m following up with and taking notes on is whether Ritch is left or right handed or a combination of both. Because that is very difficult to actually determine and also has additional possible implications. 

Stephen Lang can deliberately play a left-handed character. James Cameron is left-handed. It’s not out of the realm of possibility that it could be a deliberate choice and I need to check through both movies again to see any signs of it.

I’ll keep putting examples and further delvings and discussions under #quaritch split brain theory if people want to go deeper into this with me or follow along. 

I might even make some memes with it, who knows?

[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

Went through the plaace today, almostnothing can be used. Even clothes in the drawers and a wardrobe were crisped.

The heat alone...

I also discovered how many people in the street knew me in a knew of me kind of way

The lovely elderly lady from uptheroad and her beautiful 3legged doggo baby boy, 2ho i often talked with while watering my plants with zarya on her outdoor lead... we exchanged plants once. Paper daisies for curly whirlies.

She came down the day of the fire to ask about kitten, and console me when she found out, just as distraught. She often talked to zarya when walking her doggo, wewere not yet at being pet by person who had a dog stage yet but close...

Today she left s note on my car to say shed left something with a neighbour for me.

I then got to meet with the next door fellow who had a small package for me. He was an older gent who said that yhe moment hed seen the smoke, hed told the firies that there was a kitty in the house, urging them to save her.

I discovered half the neighbours i had never met knew my kitty was in there and made sure 000 knew, that they needed to look. It was touching in the most heartbreaking way that so manyknew about us, from simply seeing us garden and probs seeingher watching them out the windows from her cat towers (fave places to sleepin the day,night time was beside me in her little bed on my bed toyching somehow)

Someone from work came to hug me today when i went in for my things to work remotely. He qpologised for not realising, bc hed seen the fire when driving a work car and called 000, but if hed known it was mine hed have broken a window.

The idea of so many people who wouldnt have hesitated to save a little kitty theyd only seen or heard about excessively (never ahutup about my baby), was so sweet and sad and lovely.

.

You know what was in the package? This lovely lady had hand picked some special cat items from her lifelong collection of cat items and trinkets for me. She said that she knew id lost all my things, and wanted to pass them on to someone who would love them too.

They are so lovely, it was super touching

[xxanimecoolgirlxx]

I know I’m late to the party but

Im glad that the armadillo wolf armor got upgraded/revamped. Now I can actually feel semi safe letting my doggos out w/ me

Though tbh, this was the shit Stampylongnose needed back in the day. Would’ve saved so many dogs

[chevvy-yates]

WIP Wednesday Whenever

Got tagged by @elvenbeard, @gloryride, @cinnamon-mey and @morganlefaye79 ! thanks! <3 Idk if it was last week or two weeks ago bc I lost track of time.

I tag: @dreamskug, @humberg, @imaginarycyberpunk2023, @alphanight-vp, @wraithsoutlaws, @heywoodvirgin, @pinkyjulien, @kharonion and @rosapexa – also everyone who likes to do it as alway and no pressure!

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Since I've been sick for nearly a week and before that more busy with blorbo bday shots during the last weeks I came not to anything new since then other than just thinking about blorbos.

but I can share this pic now, that was only a test to see how it is to have three spawned bubis in a game now:

Thyjs is so darn pale!

I had Vijay and Thyjs talk about Ryder in another answered ask the other day I would like to share here again first as not many have seen this and it means a lot to me so:

Vijay: "Ryder's a complicated dude, but a real lovely one. You can't hate him, even if you wished for it. Yes, he's got problems with his tonality an' is easy to erupt. If you only get to know him superficially you may not like him. It's not easy to become his choom, but if you are allowed to be — bro, he's the best choom you can have. Never met one as loyal as Ryder — at least not before meeting Thyjs — Ry's like that lil' pup phenomenon; the stray black lil' doggo you found wandering aimlessly in the streets and picked up to bring home with you. Result is a super loyal strong watchdog who will be alerted immediately once someone approaches. I can say of my own experience that he's extremely protective if you happen to be in his rather small friend circle. He will do anything to protect you from the bad. He's a good boy and therefore my best friend forever."

Thyjs: “I didn’t know what to think of him in the first place. He talked to me with such an arrogant tone, on top in German. Ik was totaal geïrriteerd. Unsure if I would like him. He's got quite some personality. But knowing him better now, I see who he truly is and when it is the ‘other Ryder’ coming through. There is something about him I did like from the very first moment: his honesty and straightforwardness and his strong will to withstand the pain he endures every day. I can only imagine how he must feel. So I decided to give him a chance. En ik ben eerlijk — he's one of the kindest people I’ve met. Ry willed to show me the city — he hardly knew me. Hedecided to trustme even though I served those who he despises most. He offered me to stay at his place, as I had none, until I made some eddies for an apartment. I enjoyed spending time with him more and more. He made me put down my strict soldier shell I usually keep up, allowing me to appreciate the more casual life now as I cannot pick up my soldier career anymore. Thanks to him I’m a little more of an outgoing person now too I guess. Ryder saved my life! I owe him my protection and he magically made me fall in love with him. It was the least I expected to happen. He helps me explore my own feelings as I struggle with emotional numbing even though he has a hard time to express himself either. In private he's the loveliest and most caring man I've ever met. You can only fall in love with him."

I'm currently spending some time when I find the energy for it to write on a monologue Ryder is doing (he pretends he speaks to Tommy though) how he feels about Beast and Vijay saving him. It's lots of feelings I struggle to put into written form atm. In my head it sounded so good and it made me cry but writing it down myslef is a bit disappointing. Dunno how long it will take me until I think it is good enough but if I ever finish it I'll post it for sure.

[gabriel-xander]

Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

22: The Baby of All Time

♪────✿⁠(⁠✧◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕✧⁠)✿⁠────♪

You love Papyrus. There’s something so special about him. Your special little man. Ignore the fact that he’s not, in fact, little because that hardly matters when it counts. Much to your delight, Papyrus had told you the next morning that you two were going to hang out together. He had a few things planned for you and was eager to see your excitement about his hi-jinks and japes.

As a matter of fact, he even escorted you to the beginning of Snowdin where his first puzzle was.

Yeah, it was pretty obvious he mainly just wanted to show off the puzzles. But hey! Killing two birds with one stone, you’re not about to complain!

There was that little hiccup at the bridge since you didn’t miraculously get over your fear of heights just like that. That was fine with him, Papyrus simply picked you up like the Giga Chad he is while covering your eyes. Next thing you knew, you were already on the other side. Papyrus may have forgotten to put you down for 10 minutes, but it was cozy.

Dang, a bitch really needed a cuddle.

Much to your surprise (and slight disappointment and relief), Papyrus wouldn’t make you do the Invisible Electricity Maze. It’s for “bad humans who need to get pranked” and you don’t fall in that category! Aww, how sweet of him! Still, you guys went that far back anyway because he needed you to see everything that contained special memories to him (aka anything that has the slightest Papyrus involvement).

“AND THIS IS ONE OF MY MANY PERFECTED TRAPS!!” Papyrus shows off the cardboard box with the frozen spaghetti, “GRANTED, I’VE NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO PUT IT TO PROPER USE, BUT WHEN A MEAN HUMAN FALLS DOWN, I’M SURE THEY’LL FALL FOR MY DIABOLICAL SCHEME!”

You’re looking at him with love and admiration as he talks, nodding along eagerly at the right intervals so he knows you’re listening. He’s just so precious, so willing to tell you all about his hi-jinks and gags.

“I mean, shit, this would probably work on me if you didn’t save me the trouble by explaining it,” You grin, “It’s great, Papyrus!”

“NYEH HEH HEH HEH! LUCKILY FOR YOU, YOU’RE A GOOD HUMAN SO YOU NEEDN’T WORRY ABOUT FALLING FOR ANY OF MY PRANKS–ERM, I MEAN MY TRAPS!!”

Papyrus gestures for you to follow him past the trap and to continue onward. Doggo, to your surprise, wasn’t here when you two first passed by his doghouse. You assume he’s either on petrol somewhere else or even at Grillby’s as shown in the game. You didn’t particularly mind it since you’re perfectly happy having quality time with only Papyrus. His appearance, unfortunately, still freaks you out but you’re slowly but surely getting over it. Rather, you’re getting used to it.

There’s something about seeing a walking skeleton that freaks out your brain like: “Hey, skeletons are not supposed to be outside of a body!!”

…You’re sure this will leave no mental side effects.

“SPEAKING OF, I AM WONDERING…” PAPYRUS LOOKED A LITTLE NERVOUS, “WHAT WAS YOUR LIFE LIKE? O-ON THE SURFACE, I MEAN.”

You blink, “Oh. Uh, I mean, it’s not really interesting, I think. Hm… Well, I was going to school to become a doctor, so I spent a lot of my time just doing that.”

“A DOCTOR, HM? I THINK I’VE READ BEFORE THAT HUMANS HAVE DOCTORS FOR ALL KINDS OF THINGS.”

“Yeah, it’s true! There’s gotta be more than 100 types of doctors all over the world. Me personally…” Uh, well, he’s a grown-ass man, he can know what it is you want to do. “I wanted to be a General Surgeon. Like, someone who operates on other people to see what’s wrong from the inside.”

“W… WOW… THAT SOUNDS… REALLY RISKY…”

“Ha-ha, it is! But that’s why I had to go to school for it. Actually, I’ll be in school learning about it for a long time. So when the time comes for me to operate on someone, I’ll be able to save their life instead of hurting them more.” You smile, “But I’m pretty good at medical assessments–on humans, at least.”

“SO, YOU’RE NICE AND YOU’RE A SMART COOKIE! LOOK AT YOU, THE WHOLE PACKAGE!” Papyrus pats you (accidentally) rough on the back, “YOU MUST’VE HAD A LOT OF FRIENDS WITH THAT COOL PERSONALITY OF YOURS, HUH?”

You hiss quietly, “Ooh, if only. I was pretty much a loner. I had one best friend and that’s it.”

“WH-WHAT?! REALLY?!” Papyrus stops you and puts his hands on your shoulders, shaking you lightly, “BUT–BUT YOU’RE SO COOL! HOW COULD YOU NOT BE POPULAR?!”

You just shrugged with a grin, “I dunno. I kept to myself, I never went out of my way to make a lot of friends either. It’s not like they want to get to know me anyway, so why should I force it?”

You don’t want to explain to the poor baby that you were a shit person in your teenage years, and after losing Kōrenki you lost a lot of interest in building bonds with other people for a while. Actually, you’re not sure you want to bring Kōrenki up at all with the tall monster. Not that you don’t trust him with that information, but you don’t want to put him in distress about your sad life.

“But, Elliot, my best friend, he saw me for who I really was. He took the time to get to know me, to see the worst parts of me and still accept me, and…” You smile fondly at his memory, “Even though I didn’t have other friends, that genuine bond with him made up for that, you know? And maybe that makes it all worth it.”

Papyrus looks like he’s genuinely thinking and considering your words. You two walk in comfortable silence for a moment, going past the invisible Electricity Maze since he already said it wasn’t activated for you to do.

Finally, as you reach the “Ball” game, Papyrus speaks up.

“YOU KNOW… SANS TELLS ME ALL THE TIME THAT I’M THE COOLEST, AND ONE DAY EVERYONE IN THE UNDERGROUND WILL REALIZE THAT AND WILL WANT TO BE MY FRIEND. BUT… MAYBE YOU’RE RIGHT. MAYBE I DON’T NEED ALL THE PRAISE AND GLORY FROM OTHER PEOPLE WHO DON’T EVEN KNOW ME. FROM PEOPLE WHO DON’T WANT TO KNOW ME,” The skeleton nods with a wholesome smile, “IN FACT, I HAVE A BEST FRIEND TOO, AND SHE ACCEPTS ME JUST FOR WHO I AM!”

You think he’s talking about Undyne, but you need to ask anyway. “Really? Who is it?”

“UNDYNE, THE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD!!” He poses heroically, cape flowing in the air despite there being ZERO wind right now, “WHY, I KNOW THAT AT THE END OF THE DAY, SHE THINKS VERY HIGH OF ME! SHE’S THE ONE GIVING ME COOKING LESSONS!!”

Oh, you sweet baby. You’re still not ready to tell him how shit his spaghetti is, so you’re just going to subtly dodge that last part.

“Awe, Undyne sounds great! I remember Sans mentioning that she’s an authoritative figure, so I was pretty curious about her. I also know she won’t be my biggest fan,” You chuckle a bit, “But anyway, how ‘bout you tell me more about you and your bro? I wanna get to know you too, Papyrus.”

“GLADLY, MY GOOD LADY!”

As you’re trying to solve the Ball game by yourself, Papyrus takes this time to tell you about Sans and himself. A little bit of their past, some embarrassing moments between them, and cool lore in general that you would’ve never learned in the game. It’s so great you’re able to learn about them, and not be kept in the dark!

“THOUGH, REALLY… IF YOU WANT TO KNOW MORE ABOUT SANS, IT’S BEST YOU ASK HIM. YOU TWO GET ALONG VERY WELL, AND I’M SURE HE’D BE WILLING TO SHARE IT WITH YOU.” Papyrus grins, “I REALLY APPRECIATE YOU DRAGGING HIM OUT OF THE HOUSE, TOO.”

“Pfft, then I’ll do it more often,” And that is a promise you’ll be willing to keep for your special little man. “Though, I do have one more question if you don’t mind.”

“WHAT IS IT?”

This is the best chance you’ll have. It’s been a week since that Gaster dream you had, and you spent this whole time thinking of ways you can bring it up to either brother without it seeming suspicious. This might be a little random, but you hope Papyrus will not notice.

“I noticed a lot that there are a lot of monsters that look similar to each other, even if they’re not related. I’m guessing it’s kind of like humans where some of us can look very similar to each other, but are completely unrelated. So, I mean, are there other skeleton monsters like you and Sans?”

Papyrus squints into the distance (somehow), rubbing his chin with his gloved hand. “NYEHH… NOW THAT YOU MENTION IT, THERE IS–ER, WAS SOMEONE. I THINK. HE WAS LIKE A… A DAD? BUT… HM,” He shrugs, seemingly not bothered, “HE’S NOT AROUND ANYMORE. BUT IT’S NOT LIKE I KNEW HIM VERY WELL, SO IT’S ALRIGHT WITH ME.”

Wow, very straight to the point. You pout at the snowball that melted for the 3rd time, causing you to go back to the beginning.

“Do you remember his name? I imagine it’s also a font like you and Sans, right?”

“YEAH, I THINK SO. SOMETHING WITH A ‘G’ OR WHATEVER,” Papyrus remains as your unbothered king because bro fucking rolls his eyes, “SANS PROBABLY REMEMBERS, YOU CAN ASK HIM LATER.”

HE IS LITERALLY OPENING THE DOOR OF OPPORTUNITY FOR YOU!! YOU LOVE THIS MAN!!

“Yeah, sure-”

“-BUT ENOUGH ABOUT THAT GUY, LET’S TALK MORE ABOUT ME!”

Ohh, that’s why he didn’t care for talking about his peepaw. You respect the hustle. With an eager response, you let Papyrus keep telling you about his battle body and its significance of it.

This is really great, though! You’ll pull Sans aside later to talk about your dream tonight. You just… As much as you hate it, you’re still scared of Sans and what he can do to you if you say or do something he doesn’t like. Or what if he plays dumb and you’re left to deal with this on your own? You’re not sure if you want to talk about it with Papyrus, but if worse comes to worse… Who knows, you might need to.

For now, though, you’ll put this in the back of your mind and focus on Papyrus.

The tall skeleton puts his hands on his hips, “WOW, YOU REALLY SUCK AT THIS GAME!”

“Hey! I’d like to see you try it, buddy!”

“WHA–I UH, YOU KNOW, I REALLY WANT TO SEE YOU DO THIS…!”

“Oh, really!?”

Taglist:

@lemonboy011

@adriixboo

@fluffyart5000

[wario-speedwagon]

Dave and Old Sport Adopt a Kid: Chapter 11

Hello again! I have a nice beefy chapter for you today! To those who saw that I posted this chapter three days ago on AO3, uhhh... no you didn't! ;) Jokes aside, I hope you enjoy the chapter! <3

Chapter 1 Chapter 10

Chapter 11

She was furious.

They’d succeeded. Again. For the Orange Guy, it was now the second time, yet for the Purple Guy, well, who knows how many times it’s been now.

And she could never do anything about it except clean up after them. Time after time again. And it was all because of this dang box, because of this dang music that messed with her dang programming...

She could vaguely hear the sounds of Dave’s obnoxious voice responding to Phoney’s obnoxious yelling; always the same game of cat and mouse between them every time. The Phone Guys frustratingly never learned. But now this time his voice was mixed in their games as well. Why him of all people, why would he, why would he ever?

That strange Shadow Doggo must have been right. He really must not have a soul anymore. She could only bet that Henry must have stolen it from him, it was the only way any of it made sense...

No, she was sick of reasoning in circles like this; she needed to find a way to stop them.

Because they’d only taken four souls this time. Dave always took five, just like he always took them in costume, always took them into the Saferoom, always took children for his victims; never with any aberration. It was almost like some sort of sacred ritual or something to him.

So that meant they still needed one more child. That also meant that there was still a chance to save someone. Still a chance to stop them.

So if only this awful music wouldn’t keep her in sleep mode, she could—

Huh? She felt a slight impact against her box. Someone was definitely nearby.

And before she could ponder it further, the lid of her box was lifted, silencing the music and blinding her with light from above.

Seizing her chance, she slowly, with gratification, climbed up from her resting position, stretching to her feet, finally enjoying the fullest of her vessel’s towering height after being cramped for so long.

And then she looked down to see that it was a child that had freed her. A… purple child? She glanced and saw that the colorful culprits were still being held up by an angry phone in the distance before she returned to considering the strange child before her, puzzled. And the same child returned a similar stare back up at her.

And then her instincts kicked in. This child was completely alone, she would be an easy target for them. She could save someone today! So she stepped out of the box, the child stepping away cautiously.

“What’s your name, little one?” her soul whispered to ease the girl's fears.

But the child only maintained her silent, diligent stare.

“You’re all by yourself today, aren’t you? I can be your friend today if you like! Come, I can take you somewhere we can play together!” she reassured, extending her hand to the child.

The young girl considered the puppet’s gesture carefully, but then a moment later, she rather cheerfully took her clawed hand, to the puppet's great relief.

She led the child along, perhaps a little too hurriedly, before the Kiddie Stranglers would see them across the room. First, she would take the lone child to a safe place, the one place those two would never go to find her.

Then, she would take matters into her own hands.

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It was so strange. The way the puppet moved, it was almost like it was hovering more than merely walking mechanically. Whatever it was, Violet couldn’t take her eyes off it as it led her along the side of the dining room. And it also regularly looked back to check on her with its eternally smiling face.

Frankly, Violet was dying of excited curiosity about where this thing could possibly be taking her. And soon she figured out that they were heading for the side hallway.

But then she was pulled along with more haste after the puppet glanced back again, and looking back herself, Violet saw that the Phone Man was sternly and briskly heading toward their end of the room, although for the main stage and not their corner of the big space. Was the puppet trying to avoid him? Or was it something else—?

They’d finally entered the dingy maintenance hallway, and to her surprise, they then quickly turned to enter the women’s bathroom of all rooms.

Why did it want her here? Maybe it wanted something else than just playing with her?

As the puppet chanced a last fast look out the door, it then closed it behind them rather hurriedly before returning to attend to Violet again. Or rather, it went back to staring eerily down at her again like before. It was hard to tell with its unchanging expression, but with how it kept tilting its head at her, it almost seemed… curious about her as well? She was unusual for a child, perhaps.

But Violet felt exactly the same way about her new friend, and she decided to confidently walk up to the puppet for a better look. She wanted to see it all up close, the way it was built with its thin, twiggy legs, its cool claws, its freaky mask—!

And then she felt light, plasticky claws pat her on her head. She looked up to see it looking directly down at her, and so on simple child’s instinct, she hugged it in return.

Evidently the puppet was either not ready or not designed for hugs, because considering their height difference, when Violet hugged the puppet, or more specifically, its knees, she hugged tightly that she ended up tipping them both off balance onto the ground.

After their collective impact, Violet realized she’d probably done something pretty bad considering this was still (probably?) a robot... but the puppet merely pushed itself sitting upright and thumbs-upped at her (or whatever the closest equivalent was possible with only three fingers). So she laughed and went for another hug for its torso, and this one, the puppet returned with its rope-like arms wrapped around her.

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“So what should we do today, old sport?” asked Dave as he slid his rabbit head over his own to complete the Spring Bonnie(TM) character.

“I dunno, you were the one with a plan.”

“Right. Well then, new plan! How about we hit the arcade and play Breadbear all day?”

“Sounds good to me! Whoever has the lower high score has to let Pruny experiment on them with her ‘gift’!”

“What the hell does that even mean!? What IS that stuff you got her!?”

“Let’s just hope you don’t find out the hard way, hm?” Sportsy challenged smugly behind his own Spring Freddy(TM) visage.

“Oh like hell I’m lettin’ you win! I’m ace at Breadbear!” And of course, by “ace,” Dave meant that he knew how to tamper with machines to his favor. Old Sport didn’t stand a chance.

The two continued trash-talking each other as they left the Saferoom to face the child-infested wilds of Freddy’s.

…

And once she heard their approaching voices grow quieter again, the puppet chanced another peek through the bathroom door. Good, they said they were going to the arcade, that area was nice and out of the way. Now if she could find a way to sneak past Phone Guy—the only person in the building that would dare attempt to stuff her back into the box—then she could escort the child out of the building, and hopefully it would understand to never come back for her own safety…

“Hey little girl— Hey! Where’d you go!?” she suddenly panicked. This was not the time for her to run off!

But she was certain the girl didn’t sneak out the door beneath her without her somehow noticing, meaning she was certainly still in here somewhere.

“Oh, I get it…” she remarked. “Well, ready or not, here I come!”

But of course, the only places she could reasonably be were one of the four closed stalls, so one by one she opened them.

First…

…empty.

Second…

…empty.

Third…

…empty

Fourth…

…“Found you!”

And to her delight, the girl began giggling as she hopped down from the toilet lid.

“Well aren’t you a little scamp—”

And then she scurried out of the stall. And then for the bathroom exit—

“Hey, no, don’t—! Get back here!” but she was already gone. Wow, she was surprisingly fast.

But so were the Kiddie Stranglers.

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As she held the hallway entrance door, Violet glanced behind her to see the puppet was indeed after her. Good! She promptly pushed open the door as she fled for the best hiding spot she could find in this delightfully busy dining room, but not before flashing her pursuer a mischievous grin on her way out.

“OH NO YOU DON’T!! THIS ISN’T A GAME, LITTLE ONE!!”

But the child obviously wasn’t listening.

“Oh come on…”

So the puppet did her best to keep up with the purple child, but once she also exited the hallway, the kid was already gone in the sea of Freddy’s daily chaos.

“Oh come on!”

So she started sorting through toddlers, most of which were very intimidated by her. But then she caught the Phone-head in the corner of her vessel’s eyes.

“OH COME ON!”

Violet giggled quietly to herself underneath the dining booth table, knowing the puppet right next to her was completely oblivious to the fact that she was right there as it started to walk away from her hiding spot.

So she promptly got up and ran for a new fun hiding spot!

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Dave’s HP fell to zero and the words “GAME OVER” flashed before his screen yet again, mocking him yet again. Threatening him with Pruny’s mystery concoction yet again.

“Dammit!” he kicked the Balloon Boy that had hauntedly reappeared next time him since last time he anger-kicked him away. It of course went flying with a kid laugh again.

Dave glanced next to him; Old Sport was still laser-focused on his own game: tongue poking out of his lips and eyes unblinking.

Finally. The perfect opportunity.

Dave sloooowly slinked down to a crouching position, slowly enough for Jack to not notice any sudden movements. And as he crawled to the back of the machine…

She started giggling upon being discovered.

“Pruny!? What are you doing back there?” he hissed in whispered shock.

She quickly jumped to her feet. Dave patted and scruffed her hair in affectionate acknowledgement before then using the same hand to push her head back down with him to a crouching level.

“Alright, kid, I’m gonna show you something fun, but you’re not allowed to tell Sportsy, ya got that?”

She nodded emphatically.

“That’s my girl.” He started unscrewing the bolts of a panel with a screwdriver that he always had on hand somewhere on his person.

“I’m gonna show you how to win at Breadbear.”

He popped off the metal lid and set it down carefully so as to not make too much noise. He then searched around with his hand for wires—well, the right wires, as there were more wires than the average Joe knew what to do with.

But Dave Miller was no average Joe.

Eventually he felt the right area for the set of cords he was looking for. Now with much more precision, he felt for exactly the right one, feeling for their connection points with the circuitry boards for guidance… ah! There it is!

“Now get ready for…” Dave trailed off, still focused on his tampering.

“Presto! Now whaddya think’a that!”

Balloon Boy laughed in his face.

“BWAAH—!” He screamed and impulsively punched it away impressively far as it crashed against the wall.

“Oh, no—Nononono! NO! Grrr… Shit!”

Uh oh.

“DAVE! What’d you scream like that for, it completely threw me off— …Oh heavens, now what are you doing on the floor like that?” Sportsy interrogated, tone abruptly switching from angry to shit-eatingly smug again.

Great. Just great.

…Wait, but where did—

“Pruny, where’d she go? She was just here!”

“Oh right, I’m guessing she told you to start digging inside the machine and then just up and disappeared before I could see her?” he mocked.

“No but really, where’d she go? I didn’t even notice her leave…”

“Well that’s besides the point. You were caught cheating, and for that, you’re disqualified.”

“Oh bullSHIT! Since when’s cheatin’ against the rules!?”

“Cheating is definitionally against the rules, that’s why it’s called cheating, Dave.”

“No way, you don’t have the authority to disqualify me for cheating any more than I have the authority to disqualify you for… smelling bad!”

“Oh if we’re talking B.O., then it’s not just me who’s getting disqualified, pal.”

“WHY aren’t you two in your suits!?”

“Cuz it’s harder to play the damn game that way, duh!—ow.” Old Sport elbowed him.

*ahem* “Heeey Scott! We were just… taking our legally mandated break?”

“‘Legally mandated break’—How about I legally mandate you two back into your suits before things go even further to heck!?”

“Yeah, sure thing, boss man.”

“That thing’s been out and about somewhere thanks to you two not keeping an eye out for its music box! So if you don’t get that thing back in its box, there will be dire consequences for us ALL.”

“Sheesh, man, why so intense today?”

“HHHHHHHHHHHH”

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Thankfully, despite several close calls, the Phone manager never managed to notice the puppet whenever he would turn his head in her direction or walk past her. It was a good thing the puppet never garnered much popularity among children, but it was even more fortunate that they were more so silently creeped out than outwardly fearful, lest they would get an employee’s attention and try to put her back away.

The puppet, feeling secure that the Phone Guy was well-occupied with the horde of ungrateful toddlers that had appeared by the ballpit, made her way through the party room hallway as her next place to check.

That child—who knows where she could have gone, and who knows where they had gone… It concerned her greatly, and she had made a promise to herself to save this child this time—that his, to save her life rather than just her soul for once.

And unlike her brother, she intended to keep her promise.

And so her focus was set on deciding whether to check the arcade, the office or either of the party rooms first… Who knows when Phone Guy would unexpectedly make his way here (as he was prone to do), so she had to decide quickly.

Both party rooms seemed filled with families, including parents, so that was too risky for now; the office was most likely empty if Phone Guy wasn’t currently in there glued to his computer monitor. Of course, that didn’t mean that purple gremlin child couldn’t absolutely be using those rooms as hiding spots, but the puppet decided she felt most safe checking the mostly-child-infested arcade first.

But as she peered her masked head around the entrance frame, a sinking feeling settled into her soul. Because the first thing she noticed was the awful color orange.

But he was thoroughly invested in the game he was playing. The purple, however, was even more unnervingly absent.

She had to be careful about this. Sure, she knew she intimidated those two more than they intimidated her, but the last thing she wanted to do is be discovered as their opponent in their “game,” least of all by Dave, given his solid track record of dismantling any robots that were actively aiming for his throat (a throat which was ridiculously long, no less…).

She stayed away from being directly in front of any arcade machines that a child would want to run up to and play, opting to quietly hover past their turned backs with a hunched back for a lower profile. She hurried past the aisle of machines that Orange was at, ascertaining quickly that there were no children whatsoever interested in playing any machines near that guy.

And in the aisle behind that she finally found results! A light purple child crouched down, looking into the backside of a machine alongside—

“Oh no,” she couldn’t help but whisper aloud when she saw even more purple next to her, a deeper, far more sinister shade—

She acted fast. She, as quickly as was safe to remain undiscovered, made her way toward the two aubergines who were thankfully also both very distracted. On her way, though, she noticed to her brief horror—

”—Christ!”

—that a Balloon Boy was staring right at her between two machines. Recovering her cool quickly, she promptly picked him up with both claws and speedily, yet silently hovered toward the aubergines before placing the Balloon Boy right in between them and deftly scooping up the child in her arms before either could even notice to react.

When the girl realized herself being carried away, she gasped and turned to see her captor, but instantly calmed down to a sly smile when she noticed it was just her new puppet friend!

The puppet continued carrying her in her arms, speedily making her way out of the arcade, hoping there wasn’t an inconveniently placed Phone Head in her path as she made her way back to the girl’s bathroom.

…

The puppet, of course, had no way of knowing that Violet was excited to rope Dave and maybe Jack into their game of hide-and-seek once they noticed she was gone. She hoped they would meet her new friend, even play together!

…

When she made her way to the maintenance hallway, the little girl suddenly began to squirm free when just prior she had happily enjoyed the “ride” in her arms, and to the puppet’s horror, she was running straight for the Saferoom.

“No, no, no, NOT THAT WAY, PLEASE!”

(Chapter 12->)

[breadspice19]

Hi, sorry I wasn't online that much. Recently lost an online friend yesterday due to them taking their own life. It was, in fact, really hard to cope with.

To anyone who are having suicidal thoughts or thinking of harming themselves, there's many hotlines for helping you prevent that from happening. The 988 hotline is one of many good examples of suicide prevention hotlines.

Don't hesitate to call 9-8-8 if you've been thinking about self harm or cutting your life short. They saved many lives and can one day even save yours.

This has been an announcement from me, the one and only BreadSpice(AKA, MLG Doggo). Thanks for taking the time to read this and I hope my post inspires many others to speak out about awareness to those we lost to suicide.

[kiruyeen]

HEY IT ME YOUR BOI/J (sorry for yelling in text qwq)

Anyways I got a new idea to add to the voidie lore I know it not something I should put in with voidies asit kinda of a sub species but I wanna put it in with voidies world :3 so I'm just going to ramble about it and ask if you think it a good idea or not ^w^ (delete if you think it too long qwq)

Introducing half voids or mixed voids :DDDDD (still working on it give name suggestions please qwq)

These bad boys are alot like voidies/voids but different in one way and that is there much more earth like to put it short but long story it looks at paper

Means that they are/were human or an animal at one point but was transformed into a voidie though not fully it could happen due to many reasons but one of the many reason is due to the cuteness of how animals are

Mixed voidies do still act like their past life self but fully voidies act fully like how their past versions did

Mixed voidie look different from one another and don't look like voidies and mostly just has treats from them but they are still loved and valued none the less by their community's and friends

Mixed voidies normally are animals and some will have pure black eyes or pure white eyes sometimes their just pure darkness with pure white eyes but some look like furrys some are scary than others and some are very cute

Past human mixed voidie normally don't gain both hair goop and face/hand/arms they only can get one if their half though it commonly seen to be the body voidie than hair for most half voidie doesn't mean it rare

Half voidie normally get transformed young and very small as it easier to card for and is less likely to fully transform or go ooof

Mixed voidies normally are made and not born due it could happen if a voidie some how decides to live with a human or adopts an animal though they normally kidnap or save the animals/humans they turn into half voidies

Half voidie do age in a way but normally stop fiscally aging after a while mostly once around when their species would die or starts to age on the inside/decomposing and unlike voidies they can't change how they look so their voidie family normally makes disguises for them using a mask(like one of full face mask) that once put on turns the wearer into the disguise that was entwined into the mask normally only able to be made by using voidie ink

Voidies live within groups and family units like human though their like herd of animals and human units mixed together as they stick close but also will adopt those that are abandoned even if the thing isn't a voidie

Voidies are very welcoming and love half voidies alot as they find them cute

Half voidies can have all different colors and sizes and can come in pastels though their normally the color of what their past versions look like(this is mostly for half voidies that are half human half voidie but also works for half human half voidies that have more human like hair)

Some have voidies can have alot of traits of voidies sometimes looking like a full voidie or only having few too only small traits of voidies

(That all i can think of more at 10 >wo/hj and thanks for letting me ramble tee hee >:3c/hj anyways byeee until nexts week uwu i haven send a ask in a week sorry hope you didn't miss me qwq/silly)

-mama doggo

that is indeed a lot! but I really like it :D catch me with a void furry /silly

[satanfemme]

I kinda hate animal people sometimes. I do think animals deserve to be respected as much as humans do, and they should be given as much autonomy as reasonable, all that, but goddamn so many "animal people" clearly choose animals OVER humans and it's so disgusting. in my city, a human and their dog were shot recently, the human didn't make it, and animal control is fundraising to help save the dog who is in critical condition. and so many of the comments are either fully dismissing the human life that was lost ("I can understand shooting a human but how could anyone hurt a poor doggo", or "omg what a tragedy that the poor doggo got hurt" with no mention of the owner). or there's comments outright BLAMING the owner with literally no reason or evidence at all. all they did "wrong" was get attacked and die, how are they an animal abuser for dying? it's so depressing to see.