#sorry again. looks away

[spinchs-field]

in which Ashes loses Tim

oops! all gunfire angst! im sorry i just thought of DTTM and um. yeah. anyway. warnings: ANGST, violence, murder, temporary character death uhhh yeah. lemme know if i should put a warning for anything else. stay safe <3

Tim’s mad, low cackle echoed through the hallways of the Aurora, bouncing off the walls until it eventually reached Ashes. Now, don’t be deceived, Ashes had heard this laugh countless times over the millenia. They knew it well. They found it rather endearing, as a matter of fact.

But this time was different. There was an edge to it that was only ever there when he was about to do something very, very suicidal.

Sadly enough, Ashes knew this edge well.

They stood from the couch that was bolted to the floor all those countless years ago, and set off to find Tim.

They never felt scared to be on the ship, even if their life was constantly threatened by everyone and everything that could feasibly kill them. But this time was different. Unknowingly, their shoulders tensed, their breath seized in their iron lungs, and they tried their best to ignore the shake in their hands.

Aurora felt so… hollow without Jonny to fill in the gaps with his ego. The silence was deafening.

Soon enough, Ashes finds Tim, eyes darting about the cockpit at every control and switch and button. 

His laugh wavers slightly as Ashes gently knocks on the doorframe to get his attention. 

Slowly, he turns to face them.

Ashes was well aware that Tim lacked any ability to cry– some losses had to be taken to fix his pretty little eyes– but his face was blotchy, and he was practically collapsing into himself. It was a near perfect copy of the horror stamped on his face when he first woke up after Carmilla gave him his new eyes.

He was terrified.

“Ashes!” Tim half-yells. “What the hell are you doing here?!”

His eyes never focus on anything. His pupils shrink and expand wildly, keeping everything he sees a hazy blur. 

“I just uh–” Ashes winces as Tim violently whips around to fully face them, cracking his wrist against the control panel. He barely blinks at the pain. “Just… heard you laughing. Wanted to see what was so funny.”

For one split second, Tim’s eyes focus perfectly on Ashes, the camera-like swirl of his irises twisting, as if to zoom in on them. His eyes quickly unfocus again as he averts his gaze. “You’re worried about me, ain’t’cha?” he asks, voice rough and shaky. Droplets of blood cascade slowly from his newly formed injury.

Ashes’ face contorts slightly with sadness, and they move closer to Tim. “No, love, I’m just–”

“Get the fuck away from me,” Tim says, voice horrifically clear all the sudden. “Don’t touch me.”

Ashes feels a spark of anger in their chest. They stomp the feeling out before it starts a bonfire. “Fine,” they say, stern and quiet. “Just tell me what you’re doing.”

“That’s–” Tim cuts himself off, forcing his voice down from a scream to a near whisper. “That’s none of your business.”

Another flash of anger. This time, something inside Ashes catches fire. “I think it is my business! Especially when the one I love is–”

Tim whips around to face Ashes again, ripping his gun from its holster and holding it by his side with an iron grip. “Since when did you care so fucking much about the ones you love?!”

Ashes shouts at Tim for the first time in centuries, “Since Nastya fucking shot herself out into the abyss and when Jonny went and got himself killed, you bloody moron!” 

The cockpit falls dead silent. 

Tim’s eyes focus again, directly on Ashes. 

He laughs. Loud. Harsh. Grating. The sound rips itself from his throat, and shoots Ashes clean through the heart. 

Something akin to panic explodes through Ashes, and every part of them is set ablaze at the feeling. 

Now, don’t be deceived– Ashes had lost Tim plenty of times in the past. It’s rather difficult to stop the breakdown of a traumatised, should-be-dead soldier with very hefty knowledge on nearly every weapon in existence. The best thing to do was just drown him with guns and explosives and let him loose on some poor planet with a high enough population to satiate his bloodlust for another few decades. Or kill him.

But Aurora was nowhere near a planet, and there most definitely wasn’t enough time for Brian to hurry in and drive her to one. 

Someone was going to die, and it was either the rest of the crew, or Tim himself.

And Ashes wasn’t going to die.

They lunge at him, and a shot explodes through the harsh laughter. The bullet only barely misses Ashes, shredding the skin on their arm. The pain only fuels their panic and anger.

They grab Tim by the throat and slam him against the control panel. The force is enough to loosen his grip on his gun. Ashes wastes no time in ripping it from his hand, wincing at the sound of his trigger finger cracking. They hold the gun tight and press the barrel to his temple.

Right before Ashes pulls the trigger, they catch a fleeting glimpse of pure, unrestrained horror in Tim’s eyes.

Then a shot explodes through Tim’s head, killing him instantly. 

He wakes up some time later with a screaming headache, surrounded by the crew in the med bay.

His eyes flit about wildly before stopping on the horrified, tear-slick face of Ashes.

His eyes focus, and in that moment, he wishes he could cry.

[herorkgk]

atlus couldn't put them in the same game together because their bestie potential would have been too godly

[absterstuff]

HELP MEEEEEE THIS CANNOT BE JERMA. LOOK AT HIM

[hinamie]

choke you back like fingers

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Assisting Acquaintance Acquired.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[fuumiku]

It was Maid Day today yesterday a week ago so I got struck by inspiration to draw the worsties, and it ran away from me into a whole AU where they’re coworkers at a maid cafe. She’s a med student & this is just a part time job, and this is his depression job while he gets his life back together. He needs something he can be workaholic about to forget what it’s like having a personal life and personal issues. He’s actually the accountant, but the new hire janitor (Izutsumi) doesn’t show up for half her shifts and is a sloppy worker, so he gets the extra work of doing her job on top of his because he’s undervalued and overworked. Of course, janitors also have an uniform to keep the aesthetic cohesion as they go about cleaning the place, of course.

Senshi’s the part time cook you only see slivers off, he’s kind and warm when you do see him and have a chat but most shifts he’s in and out the kitchen without a trace. Laios and Falin are regulars because Falin and Marcille are besties & in the same med school, Laios accompanies Falin as she visits her friend at work and gets hooked on the food. Chilchuck has to remind Marcille to work instead of chatting with Falin for an hour, and next thing he knows she’s distracting him from work too. That’s it that’s the AU. Inspired by this idol AU fanart a bit <3

This was not meant to be birthday gift but well…… Happy bday Chil!!!

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[heartorbit]

creatures

[medicalunprofessional]

never change, man !

[birdricks]

how does it feel? better? no? exactly the same?

[citrispace]

Time to go home, Flap.

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

assorted scribbles and Love Bites!!!!

[icantdothistodaybruh]

I took a screenshot and it's doing things to me I can't describe

[magicaldreamfox1]

KINNPORSCHE TWO YEAR ANNIVERSARY EVENT

— Ep 1: Favourite Main Character

[the-woman-upstairs]

Lassen shoots his shot right out there in front of the entire crew and Freddie’s only response is “Hmmmmm….try harder :) :) :)”

[aether-weather]

SAGESUNE MIKU >:DDD

[mattodore]

can y’all watch mattodore for me while i go smoke