“ if i died in the middle of a frozen night, would you feel alright? would you be alright? ”
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hey guys………, ugghhhh me trying to listen to Stay Behind, Dirty Town, Arms Tonite (OH MY GOODDDDDDDD. THAT ONE.), Back To Life, and Burning Pile trying not to think about either of them (and failing (MISERABLY)) why are they so wet dogs core. doomed yaouri. oHH MY GOD BOTTOM BY MCCAFFEETY JUST STARTED PLAYING AS I WAS WRITING THIS IM GONNA FUCKING SCR EA,MMMMM???? “hey man i miss your collar bones i miss the way your skin feels on my collar bones” i might be unwell about this. they make me sixk disgusting little. little tthings.. /aff
reblogs over likes please !
( all intended ship but can be platonic ::} )
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Idk... I make posts about Undyne a lot . but you know? I've just been thinking about it. Thinking about all this real hard. Thinking about the woman who would do anything to protect others. The woman who is tough and loves to fight, but kind and loves to create music on the piano. The woman who faced a being intent on the destruction of everything, and managed to win the fight over countless different timelines. Yet also the woman who likes to eat warm ice cream. The woman whose will to live was do incredibly powerful, regardless of the circumstances, she will be able to surpass death. Whose levels of determination are completely unseen of and what should quite honestly be naturally impossible for any other monster we know to have ever existed. The woman whose name originates from a story that inspired the most iconic mermaid story of all time and though in the original Ondine myth she would literally die without a man we now know her as a lesbian warrior icon. The woman who felt the souls of everyone in the world. The woman who may seem cold yet cares so incredibly deeply for those close to her and will do anything to protect them, will suffer crushing pain at losing them. The woman who refused to let the world die and transformed herself into an incredibly powerful being with heart covered armour and her once gone eye now shining out as a spear itself.
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back on the grind u guys (this only occurs for one day)
ummm i dont rlly have much but i did suddenly go off on a tangent and did like some angel/demon leafpin stuff because opposites attract in the most extreme of ways
these were the firt loose doodles on it or smth
then the finished sorta designs that took me hours to get thru (screaming crying throwing up)
Additional design notes here that kinda walks thru my thought process even tho they're kinda simple. yes, leafy's halo is like broken into two pieces so they sort of look like floating horns (i think its jus interesting). i also forgot to mention her tail is more feathery/like another mini wing too.
pin gets a 4way buff to stabbing people and also more eyes. yes, she can see through all of them. spider ahhh looking fella /lh.
misc. doodles yes ur honor they're still IN LOVE. leafy can also use her wings to make a mini cloak for herself when she gets cold. demons (ig for this) don't have wings so pin having like a weird fascination on them is like,,, normal or something.
demons are also hot like brimstone so whenever leafy is cold she can literally hold pin to warm up (angels get cold easily who knows why)
the end (disappears in the void)
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🔪 ————— closed starter: @andtheylive (sam)
He doesn't know what's prompted him to track Sam down. Maybe it was because it was all that was left of Billy. Maybe it was the only connection he really had to his lover best friend since, well... Stu doesn't like to think about it. There isn't a day gone by in over twenty years that he doesn't hear a final gunshot in his sleep. Muffled and shouted cries. He smells gunpowder and smoke at random, and maybe his pulse quickens every time, but Sam?
Well, if Sam were anything like her father, she'd be a loaded gun as well. Maybe the only gun Stu could handle being around these days.
Word travels. He can't remember exactly who told him about Sam, but he remembers it was quite some time ago, and it had been told to someone, who told someone else, who had overheard a conversation - something about Sidney, something about Gale. Stu hates them. But he doesn't hate Sam. He doesn't even know Sam yet, but how could he hate an extension of the boy he loved?
When he finally sees her, he doesn't know how to react. He's parked outside her home, just a few paces down so as not to appear suspicious - but a grown ass man waiting outside a young woman's house was suspicious enough. "Hi, uh- Sam? You're Sam?"
He approaches slowly, offering a dorky little wave before shoving his hands in his pockets nervously. He can practically smell the gunpowder now. One hand leaves a pocket to scratch at his face, the flesh there marred and scarred, tiny spiderwebbing, pale marks from a broken television screen two decades ago.
"Sorry, this is- well, it's weird. I'm Stu." He pauses, feet shuffling awkwardly in the gravel next to the driveway as he feels for words on his tongue. It isn't often he's tongue-tied, but this was a ... delicate situation. "I knew your dad."
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there is an awful lot on ur stomahc tag R U OKAY MAN
AND WHEN I WAS TRYING TO FIND UR ASKS I ACCIDENTALLY OPENED DMS AND LOOK.
AGAGAGG JOO IT'S JUST UNDIAGNOSED CHRONIC NAUSEA IM FINE.. this has been going on for almost 9 months im really not a fan of it but ive tried almost everything so now we're #livingwithit
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hey bestieeee ummmmmm would you wanna brainwash me and condition me to go absolutely brainless and drooly at the sight of your cock, ready to be your little cocksleeve? as friends of course
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