#everything is normal and fine

[kindahoping4forever]

I need help reacting to something

[v0idprince]

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[maplcrt]

ok im going to be really brave today and be awake from 6am until 12am because i like my friends. positive affirmations.

[egophiliac]

don't think I'm not still obsessing over 7-12

[kymsys]

fixing it for gege. 💔🩹

[fadedkat]

where are these ideas coming from? who are you working with?

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YOUTUBE LINK BELOW!!

[thefinalaeon]

Are you ever just viscerally reminded of why you need therapy lmao

[corner-collects-rocks]

happy new year to neil josten who didnt sign it. he gave me a contract but i didnt sign it. he couldnt make me. this doesnt mean anything. im still a fox.

[scooterscoob]

Oh my goodness love your style and how you draw Jon and Martin so much! 💛

S1 and their local party-pooper :)

[feral-peacock]

This season OPENED with Christopher leading on multiple girls because of unresolved emotions about Shannon.

[breadandlottery]

the way he grabs the barrel of the rifle and points it at himself... he just wants them to shoot him so it will be over💔

[yourstrulynobody]

Trying to write "Eclipse's Eclipse Twins", but Im hyperfixating on this instead so have a continuation I guess??

"Monty and Roxanne FIND OUT!" (fake EAPS ep and thumbnail)

(storyline under cut)

(btw: Im horrible at interpreting personalities, so I do apologize if theyre out of character! Please do correct me by all means ty :D!!!)

(Montessa is EAPS Monty :) )

Two pairs of footsteps make their way to theatre, one thudding so loudly it muted the other who squeaked against the tiles. Along it were two female voices belonging to Roxanne and Montessa, accompanying the repetitive noise with a disagreement on their current situation.

Roxanne moves her hands in an exaggerated manner, trying to emphasize her words physically. "..all Im saying is that one of those three couldve taken him, especially Afton." She speaks in a tone that dismisses Montessa's theory, making the other pout as she continues. "Theres just no way he ran. Not in a time like this."

A soft sound mimicking an exhale escapes pass Montessa's lips before they purse. "He couldnt...—they couldnt have just taken him like that. Not one of them can make it pass any of the entrances without setting off an alarm we all wouldve heard.

"It just doesn't make sense..." She continues, her fingers curling around her snout as her thoughts rage on. "He went somewhere. I know so. Hes been... hes been stressed lately and I think we've done nothing but intensify that."

"What? Trying to get him a social life?" Roxanne's step causes the shutters of the theatre to rise, allowing their entrance. "We all agreed he needed one."

"Yes, but—" Montessa sucks her teeth, sighing as she realized the argument was futile. "Lets just ask Solar Flare. I mean, hes always around the guy, so he must know something, right?"

Golden eyes lock onto the back room behind the counter, and Roxanne's ears lower while her anxiety raises. "He has been quiet... too quiet. So I guess I wouldnt be surprised if he knew something..." She trails off, her ears perking up in sudden interest.

Narrowing her eyes, Roxanne spots a bright neon glow reflecting off the metal beams of the shelves from the back room. Her enhanced audio pickup sending her feedbacks of a hushed conversation, though unable to know what was said, the voices were recognized as Solar Flare's alongside Andy's, Jake's and Andrew's.

Roxanne allows her body to act intinstively; rushing to jump over the counter and slide into the back room just as Andy and Jake jump into a blue light—a portal. Retracting her claws that slowed her momentum, she stands up straight, staring in disbelief.

"Whats happening?" Roxanne demands though her voice dropped to nothing but a whisper.

Solar Flare's eyes narrow, covering Andrew with his body while his arm extends to shield the child further. "Classified." He speaks in a low voice, nearly growling. To Andrew, however, his tone softened. "Andrew, get in. Do not let them wait."

Andrew takes one last look at the room before slipping into the portal as well, only allowing Montessa to get a glimpse of the bright source before it disappears in a flash, making her optics reset for a brief moment.

"Fuck! What the—" Montessa's fist knocks against her temple, forcing her vision to repair itself quick. Still, she did not need to see it all to know what it was. "That was a portal. What was..."

"The kids—Eclipse's kids jumped into that thing," Roxanne would summarize, shaking her surprise off as he regains her confidence. "And Solar Flare allowed it to happen."

Solar Flare raises his head high as if his height wasnt enough. "I was simply told to." He defends himself, but Roxanne wasnt gonna allow him to continue doing so.

Tight fists grab Solar Flare by his collar as the fabric tears because of the extracted claws, dragging him down to the wolf animatronic's height. She would snarl as her teeth bares, showing a daring bite she was willing to pull if any defiant moves were made—too violent. Montessa quickly seperates them upon realization, going between the two to avoid more physical confrontation.

Montessa looks back at Solar Flare, unable to form her thoughts orderly at the revelation. "How... why—who ordered you to do that?"

"Requested." Solar Flare corrects, dusting the hem of his shirt off. "But that is none of your concern as it is classified."

"Solar Flare!" Roxanne tries to push forward, but Montessa holds her back. She claws with now numb fingers on Montessa's arms, though still possibly denting the metal skin lightly under the pressure. "Who told you to do that?! And why would you listen?!"

Solar Flare stands his ground, unphased by the reaction as he merely repeats his words. "It is classified—"

"I DONT CARE IF ITS CLASSIFIED!" Roxanne snaps, her claws threatening to go out. Her eyes flicker to a bright purple before it disappears, and she growls as though in raging hunger. "You took them somewhere that could be dangerous without Eclipse's permission at all—! The guy is missing and you take his kids away like that! What is wrong with you?!"

Profanities and scolding escape Roxanne's mouth, but Montessa blocks it all out once she and Solar Flare lock eyes, a look of knowing coming from Solar Flare suggesting...

..that Montessa was right.

She nearly lets go of Roxanne due to it, but she returns her hold in a tighter grip as Solar Flare dismisses himself, leaving the duo alone with their thoughts.

"Montessa!" Roxanne pushes herself away, stumbling backwards but she caught her footing. She hisses when the purple in her eyes return, but she shakes her head and its golden color returns. "Why bother holding me back—?!"

"He left us." Montessa mutters in a tone just as questioning as Roxanne's.

Roxanne sighs in frustration, the purple hue rising in her eyes once more. "Yeah, because you didnt let me go! You held me—"

"Eclipse left us." Montessa breaths out, her eyes shaking as they met Roxanne's. "Eclipse left."

Roxanne's eyes widen as they return to their original color, her ears lowering just as much as her tail had.

She wants to argue—to tell Montessa she was wrong and that Eclipse hadnt because it wasnt the time to leave, not when all of this was still happening, but Montessa's voice full of disbelief told Roxanne enough: even Montessa didnt wanna believe what she knew.

They stood in silence. A silence loud enough to deafen the air conditioner running, to make even white noises muted, to silence the voice whispering for them to destroy everyone in their way. Now, they were left with an unwanted responsibility:

How would they tell the others?

How do they tell the others to stop looking for a man who tore down his own missing posters?

[henry-or-something]

Me: oh cool! a canon aroace spectrum character that is well fleshed out. I never see rep of someone with the same sexuality as me. I hope the fandom appreciates this queer representation.

The fandom: *one of the most shipped characters* ArOaCe PeOpLe StIlL dAtE!!1!

Me: ...

[oureddie]

welcome home hugs & smiles 4x14 & 8x17

[soupdwelling]

“Hey, I’m right here. It’s- it’s okay, we’re on the train to Scotland. We’re safe, Martin.”

based on this fic by @arcadecarpetgay please read it i’m so normal about his writing

closeups below the cut !

[sysig]

For Requestober

Papyrus and Sans cozily hugging each other in soft clothes😭😭😭

(well this is literally first time I did this hope didn't do anything wrong)

Day 10 - Sleepy snoozey skeletons