#Bitty Passive

[undertale-writing-times]

I'm probably asking for so many bitties, but they're so cute that I can't help it!

Sooo... May I also ask for Passive?

Oh but of course! I’m really happy you like the Bitties ^^

You've always wanted to get a Bitty, ever since they came out, but you've never had enough money for them. They're quite a bit, quite pricy... the price is okay though, of course! You understand why it was that much money. That didn't mean that you were happy about it, though.

So, after a few weeks of saving up, you knew which Bitty that you wanted to get! Just a normal Sans Bitty. You've heard that they're kinda lazy and love to tell puns, and they aren't too much work. Best for beginners and you figured hey, why not? You wouldn't go for one of the harder ones like... Nightmare or any of the Bad Sanses, even though Axe seemed like such a cutie.

While you were walking to the Bitty shop though, you heard shouting and laughing, making you look over. There seemed to be a few teens... they were throwing rocks at something that you couldn't quite see. What in the world were they doing? You should just keep walking...

Of course you didn't.

You head over to see what the teens were throwing rocks at, and saw a little Bitty that was pressed up against the wall, holding his hands over his head, flinching each time a rock was thrown. None of them seemed to hit him, luckily, but it was still bad!

"Hey!" you snap, causing the teens to jolt,  "What the hell are you guys doing?" you push by them, and pick up the Bitty who whimpers when he was touched, "What the hell is wrong with you two?"

The teens tried to explain that they were just playing with their Bitty, but you shake your head "Get out of here before I call the cops on you idiots" they tried to object so you reached for your phone, and that caused the two to run away.

You huff softly, muttering under your breath "Assholes..." You look down at the little Bitty in your hand, who slowly moves his arms away, looking up at you with big eye sockets. He was so cute! Bright purple eyeshines, and he was so small in your hands... "Are you okay?" you ask, your voice soft.

He gave a small nod, still shaking a little. You could hear his bones hitting against each other slightly. You knew that that meant he was scared, or trying to be threatening. Most likely the first, though.

"I... think so" he mumbles.

You nod, and gently pet the top of his head with your thumb, seeing him flinch then slowly lean into it. He really was cute... "I was going to the Bitty Shop to buy one, maybe I can keep you instead. If you want?" you offer, tilting your head to the side, smiling. He seemed to think about it, then nods and nuzzles into your hand mumbling okay.

You giggle softly, and turn starting to walk towards your house again. You would have to figure out what type of Bitty this is, and look up about him. What if he's a new type?! Oh... no... that doesn't make sense. Why would teens have him if he was new? Ugh, the thought of those guys made you so mad.

#Passive #Passive Nightmare #Passive Nightmare Sans #Dreamtale AU #Dreamtale Passive #Bitty Passive #Passive Bitty #Bittytale #Bittytale Passive #Sans AU #Nightmare AU #Undertale Alternate Universe #Undertale Alternate Timeline #Undertale AU #utmv au #utmv

[fluffychubbydragon]

Sleeping baby caught on camera. Auberon curled up on my pillow asleep.

Also forgot to mention that this is my first piece of art drawn and finished on my new tablet. So now I have two tablets: my XP pen Artist 13.3 for my big projects that I know are going to take me a looong time to finish rendering, and my new Galaxy 7 FE for travel and small projects. I figured I would go ahead and do something on my new tablet instead of my other one so I can get used to how it feels and how everything works. I will still be using both! (Thank you very much ma! 😤)

#my art #digital art #oc #original character #digital fanart #passive nightmare sans #half corrupt nightmare bitty #bitty au #bittybones #nightmare bitty #precious #auberon #undertale oc #skeleton monster #nightmare sans #nightmare

[midnightstarshadow]

Nightmare sans and letter Q

Q - One missed call.

(This is the bitty AU, btw. Not the one from the fic, cuz I don't wanna spoil that but the one from those silly drawings I did)

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"Brother!" the bitty called out, trying to back away.

He received no answer.

...He'd known that he wouldn't.

His brother was too engrossed in playing with the little kid in the other room.

Like he always was...

"Quit your whining."

"No, put me down!" he cried out as he was roughly picked up. "Please, please, please!"

He was ignored and abused, and his brother never came for him.

It wasn't fair.

Why was he always treated so badly?

Why wasn't he loved like his brother?

Why was he so weak?

Why-

He jolted awake, nearly falling from his perch, only to be caught and nudged back into place.

He blinked a few times, staring at his pearly white black, goop-covered hands.

Ah, right.

He wasn't there anymore.

He was with a new owner in a new house with a new family.

He was perched on his owner's shoulder as it did homework late into the night.

This owner was safe and kind and- strange, and he wasn't talking about their appearance.

"With four arms, I can do homework and give you pets."

"What makes you think I'd want pets?"

"Well, I mean, I won't force you, but I do have to feed you through direct contact, don't I?"

"...Fair enough."

He was fine.

He wasn't going to be hurt anymore.

He didn't have his brother anymore either.

#midnight answers #midnights fics #minific #undertale #undertale aus #bitty au #bittybones #nightmare #nightmare sans #passive nightmare sans #passive nightmare #bitty nightmare #bitty passive nightmare

[bunningchaos]

［*..There's knocking by the door.］

Kindly don't repost, trace or claim these characters + comic as yours. Thank you.

Nuax and Buttercup, belongs to me (BunningChaos)

Passive Nightmare and Past(Passive?) Dream, belongs to jokublog, on Tumblr!

'Blue' belongs to one of my dearest friend

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Have the second part(comic?) To Safe Haven's Christmas Party!

With the current three guests introduced, the party shall commerce!

Interaction Begin!

Nightmare and Dream can be controlled via the Comments/Asks, make them say or do whatever!

Blue, however, can only be controlled by one person (She knows who she is)

That or, directly interact with the Safe Haven residents! Talk to them, or pull some pranks, anything works as long as it isn't harmful!

Invitation to the the party is closed--

#undertale #undertale au #safe haven timeline #nuax #buttercup #bitty chara #safe haven christmas #passive nightmare sans #past dream sans #nightmare #dream #blue #undertale christmas

[zu-is-here]

I present to you....a bitty Beniji. This.... Is Post It. He delivers stamps.

There he is!! And HE is?? SO tiny?? *gently holds* (〃ω〃)♡

#others art #ask #Post It #bitty benji #benji!sans #omg he delivers stamps... ;w; <33 #a passive!Nightmare stamp tho?? *eyes emoji*

[parvuls]

#august 22 tweets #august 22 reread #the PALABALE relief at being able to be honest in his own home #bitty is so good at conveying his emotions without saying a single straightforward word #it's that passive aggressive southern charm

[solusminds]

I wanna draw my NA!Sanses as bitties, but like, only Ink and Killer.

#I feel like I have a bit of favoritism towards Ink and Killer... #but idc tbh I love them #i wanna draw them as bitty Sanses #maybe also NA!(Passive)Nightmare #negatively affected au

[dank-meme-legend]

Evan “Touch-starved but can’t fathom possibly being loved after the events of senior year” Hansen and Jared “Has been in love with Evan for years but never said anything about it in fear of rejection and keeping his cool-guy facade up” Klienman

Also yes, that is Jared’s Undertale shirt that Evan is borrowing; it’s my favorite inside joke of characters being in college while owning fictional college swag

Temmie’s stupid theme song kept playing in my head while I drew this… here it is so you can get this ear worm

#kliensen #i love kliensen <<33 #m’s art #evan x jared #movie evan hansen #movie jared klienman #I’m writing a fic where they’re in college so yeah 👍👍 #this looks very good for my first ever (proper) drawing of them #I hope you appreciate Evan’s itty-bitty freckles <3 :D #Spotify #look at the shine in Evan’s eyes!! #it’s him being like ‘wow.. so THIS is what love feels like?’ #yeah yeah I know he felt it with Zoe but you get my point #I’m not trying to diminish what he had with Zoe bc they had SOMETHING for however long #the time between Only Us and Words Fail is in in-universe time #could be weeks or months who knows? #but what Evan would /hypothetically/ have with Jared wouldn’t be tied to a lie #I don’t mean for that to sound passive aggressive #I mean it literally… Evan loved Zoe but Zoe’s feelings towards him were in response to #what he did for her family and how he helped so many people #but he helped those people (which is good!) with a snowballing lie (which is not good) #dear evan hansen art

[fantasy-fields-bitty-center]

UnderTale Frisk bitty

Name: Passive

Size: 6 - 8 inches tall(mini), 1'6 - 2'6 feet tall(fullsize)

Personality: Friendly, caring, helpful, curious, nosey, optimistic

Likes: Asriel types, Toriel types, Asgore types, most bitties, helping, sweets, flirting, exploring, hugs, cinnamon butter scotch pie,

Dislikes: Being alone, fighting, mean bitties/people, alcohol, smoking,

Compatibility: They rarely talk, often prefering to use gestures or to write down their answers/what they want to say, though there are some Passive bitties that prefer to talk instead but they are not in the majority, almost all Passive bitties know some form of sign language!

They have an incompatibility with acholic owners or owners that smoke to much, they will also run away and take as many bitties with them when they have an abusive owner,

Passive bitties are a peace keeper and an ambassador type, they will make sure every bitty and person in the household are happy and healthy,

They are a peace keeper and an. Ambassador so they will make sure every Betty in person in the family is happy

Feeding habits: They absolutely love sweets! And will eat sweets all day if you let them! So it is best to try and limit those sweets as much as possible to avoid any and all sicknesses or tummy aches! And to make sure they eat properly!

Additional info: They are a messy bitty, they always are out adventuring or being a peace keeper so they often forget to clean up after themselves, and may even forget to bath or eat, so often need reminders

Zone: Inside,

In Universe: These bitties are ambassadors of all, they are true peacekeepers of any house,

Difficulty: Beginner

#bittybones #bitty info #adoptable #normal bitty #normal bitty info #Passive normal bitty #Beginner

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

*changes one thing while editing my wip* oh no everyone's going to hate this

#it's literally the same scene in a different place. geez . #really do love how plurality puts me in this weird position where the little itty bitty passive influences on me make me acutely aware #that i am being silly. but it doesn't stop me from being silly #luther i know you're lurking probably #or poppy maybe. i got a sudden feeling about it #anyways

[absurdumsid]

i cast lazy bitty spell for badsansuary day 6 (i made it ! im not late !! theres 50 mins left to 12am !)

nightmares probably sneezing a little

Passive! and Corrupted! Nightmare belong to jokublog the background asset i used was made by たかはしまる(takahashimaru)

#passive nightmare #corrupted nightmare #nightmare sans #dreamtale #bad sanses #badsansuary #undertale au #sans au #passive is so TINYYYY #sid art #i have such a stickerable style #<- theres no other way to explain it

[fluffychubbydragon]

I think Auberon just saw a mockingbird land on our roof... Got this gem of a photo:

Also got a blurry version since my camera decided to focus on my yard than my boi:

If you wanna draw Auberon here, go right ahead. I don't bite, promise. Just make sure you tag me so I can see him, like it, and reblog it. Because who wouldn't? 😁🤌

#my art #digital art #digital fanart #nightmare sans #nightmare #photography #my photos #picture #passive nightmare sans #nightmare bitty #half corrupt nightmare bitty #Auberon #If this boy is named Auberon #And I get a Lucida bitty #Should her name be Titania? #food for thought

[midnightstarshadow]

random question, what headanons do you have :)

I have over 7000000 headcanons, so I'm gonna link you to all the posts I've had about them

That way, this ask won't be 5 hours worth of text :D

Nightmare's colour-blind

Bitties are vampires

More bitty headcanons

Werewolf headcanons + free fic on them

Killer can't emotion but he can parent

Headcanon tangent from this one time this other person was bored

Passive is a kidnapper

I haven't made a post about this yet, but I headcanon that baby skeletons can't make ecto

They have to reach puberty first

These are all in general btw

I have more specific ones for different AUs, like the magical girl AU or the god AU

#midnight rambles #midnights headcanons #undertale #undertale aus #nightmare sans #nightmare #bitty au #bittybones #werewolves #killer sans #killer #passive nightmare sans #passive nightmare #tw ecto mention #midnight answers #frien hehe

[reallyromealone]

BABYHAUL 3

Fluff, male reader, baby reader, reader is adopted by Yamada and Aizawa, domestic, cute

🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐🪐Yamada was exhausted as he held little (name) in his arms, making coffee while Aizawa made breakfast for them all. It was back to school already and nobody was nearly awake for this, little (name) staring dazed and confused before being seated in his high chair.

"We have... Apple and carrot" Shouts mumbled as everyone began eating, (name) smacking his hands on the plastic table for food "yeah yeah, open wide" the exhausted hero said and (name) opened up when the little spoon got close to his mouth and looked very happy when tasting his food before looking at Shotas food curiously when he ate some of his own breakfast "ABABABA!" He tried reaching for some of it but sadly his chubby baby arm couldn't reach "here, a little bit" Shouta handed (name) a small bit that was cooled off on chopsticks and (name) looked very excited as he shoved it in his mouth.

Getting dressed and preparing (name)s baby bag the family headed off to school, Yamada grinning at the fact he managed to get the itty bitty babe in a onesie that looked like the uniform, Shouta having to explain that an actual mini uniform probably won't go well with the choking hazards via buttons and tie that the babe would most definitely try to eat.

Aizawa took (name) first as he collected his belongings, his new son looking at the students happily as they passed. Aizawa had Shinso hold his stuff as (name) kept insisting on trying to play with it.

Shinso found his new brother fascinating, the babe most definitely had a quirk that could fundamentally do anything! He could be anything!

And currently the little one was "helping" their dad prepare for class.

The students started filing in, at first not noticing the tiny addition strapped to their teachers chest, Aizawa currently writing things on the smart board "President, you can give attendance" Aizawa said passively as he turned to grab the work to be passed out off the podium and the class froze at the infant who was staring back curiously before looking around.

"Sir?" It was kaminari who spoke up with a raised hand and Aizawa grunted as a response to the blond "what's with the baby?"

Aizawa knew they wouldn't focus until he addressed the tiny elephant in the room so with a sign he scanned the class "this is my son, the U.A daycare is under maintenance so he's here" Aizawa said simply and Izuku seemed fixated on the small babe.

He looked... Familiar.

"How old is he?" Mina asked curiously and the teacher sighed "he's under a year old"

(Name) stretched his little arms and the class cooed "now" Aizawa got to business and popped a pacifier in little (name)s mouth before getting on with class.

(Name) mimicked Aizawas hand movements much to the classes amusement as Aizawa let him hold onto his finger.

"Is that him?" Nemuri asked with a soft excitement as she stepped towards the duo, Aizawa going to the staff room to get the heroics notes. "This is (name)" Aizawa said simply and Nem squealed softly but stopped when (name) looked a little startled at the sound "he's so little... Look at his little socks" she said and Aizawa took him out of his carrier a d let the other hold him, (name) immediately trying to grab her glasses to no avail "he does that with Hisashi" Aizawa said as his son began fussing.

"I think someone needs a nap" Nem said softly and Aizawa took him back and put him in the Carrier though this time facing Aizawa and began soothing the boy.

Hizashi smiled as he held his new youngest son, little (name) waking from his nap mid class and looked at the Gen-Ed students half awake, looking like he just woke from a damn good nap and clothes slightly disheveled.

"Good morning sunshine" (name) let his dad clean the drool from his cheek before popping a pacifier in his mouth "oh-- we finished early... Well I suppose you all can talk amongst yourselves" Hizashi said but his students just looked fixated on the baby who gave them some half awake side eye "sir? Is that your son?" One student asked and Hizashi grinned "yes he his! This is my youngest son (name)!" He waved (name)s sleepy arm and the boy just let him do what he wanted "how old is he?" Another asked and the blond adjusted (name) before speaking "a few months, he's a wiggly little guy" (name) gave a prime example as he whined to be put down and his dad complied, gently setting the boy down and (name) began army crawling around his little blanket set out "he's not good at the whole moving thing yet"

(Name) wiggled on the floor till his arm got caught under him and the class stiffened as his little lip wobbled and then a cry broke out as Hizashi lifted the itty bitty into his arms and tried to soothe the babe who was absolutely loosing it to no avail till his son came up "can I try?" hizashi let Hitoshi hold the itty bitty as the bell rang, the blond letting the students leave.

When it was just the trio, Hitoshi held (name) close and pat his little back gently and... Started reciting words meanings from the dictionary?

It seemed to work as (name) calmed down "how" Hizashi asked his son who shrugged "works on Eri"

The two laughed as (name) looked around confused "it's lunch time baby, they went bye bye"

"Why does he have tear marks?" Shouta asked as he took the babe "lil guy crawled on his own arm and lost his mind" Hizashi said teasingly and Shouta nodded "bound to cry eventually"

"The machine beeped!" Midnight said as her and powerloader made tea and Shouta wandered to the bottle warmer and (name) began bouncing at the machine he quickly learned holds his food "yeah yeah, keep your diaper on"

(Name) made content sounds as he ate, the teachers talking about classes and students and upcoming events "I still can't believe you two are going to be the hosts for the sports festival" Snipe snorted and Aizawa shrugged "it's only logical"

When (name) finished his bottle, Aizawa burped him and let him look around in his arms, everyone waving at him and to the adults surprise he clumsily waved back "I am pretty sure that was his first wave" Hizashi said excitedly and the teachers cooed and thankfully Vlad had video of it all and sent it to the blond.

"So is he eating solids?" Powerloader asked and Shouta nodded "he's a monster with custard" at the mention (name) looked at him curiously and the man chuckled "papa!" Little Eris voice rang as she ran in excitedly "Hi baby! Nedzu let you out early?" With the help of nedzu and a Quirk specialist Eri had been learning to control her quirk in a safe environment "yeah! He said since I got a new baby brother that I could have extra lunch with him!"

Eri smiled as Shouta crouched so she could see the little babe whom she vowed to protect in her little heart and though he shared features with her abuser she was very aware that they were not one in the same and during her captivity she often grew curious about the little baby.

A few weeks passed, the dorms fully finished and the family moved though Shinsou was in the student dorms though his training he would hopefully be joining the Hero course.

It was the weekend and the Yamazawa family were hanging out at the in school park for teachers who were parents, little (name) having the time of his life on the baby swing as he was gently pushed by Hizashi as Shouta pushed Eri on a big kid swing "higher!" She squealed as Shouta pushed her only a smudge higher "could the Yamada/Aizawa please report the Principal Nedzus office"

Hitoshi met with his family in casual clothes, it being the weekend and not needing a uniform at this moment as they knocked on it "enter please!" Nedzu said as they walked in, eyebrows raising at the man sitting in formal attire "what's going on?"

"Well due to the... Departure of Overhaul, he's been declared deceased due to the video spread of you know what" Nedzu spoke carefully as there were two tiny sets of ears through one was far more interested in his dad's capture weapon.

"So what?"

"So now we must read the things that's been left behind for our dear (name)!"

A will reading?

"Yes! It seems our dear (name) has been left quite a fair amount!"

The family sat as the lawyer began reading, the babe left estates and and priceless things in vaults quite literally anything and everything"and finally (name) Chisaki is left a total sum of 65,154,375,000 Yen (450m), here are the codes for the safes along with deeds to the estate's"

The Yamazawa family was... Shocked to say the least.

"Holy shi--""language" Shouta said though he wasn't much better, the tiny baby in his arms in little shorts and a blue striped shirts and matching shoes was absolutely loaded, the lawyer leaving them.

"My my, isn't this interesting" Nedzu said with a content smile and watched the family look shocked save for the littles who didn't have a clue on what was happening though (name) was very curious about the cookies and treats on Nedzus desk "I-I don't know... What?" Yamada was speechless as he processed the fact his baby was a multi millionaire "could we possibly have the homes and material items left behind be appraised and checked? To make sure they aren't stolen" Hitoshi brought up and the other adults genuinely considered it "since you two are his legal adults, we could do that" Nedzu said handing the teen a cookie for his excellent point "that would be good seeing as he was a criminal" Shouta agreed with his sons point.

"I will make arrangements"

So much stolen items.

So so much stolen items.

All the estate's, vaults and everything checked and the amount of stolen items was astounding and they barely dented it.

Generations of stolen goods from the crime family.

And all while this happened, (name) was excited that he got new blocks as Yamada worked with a lawyer to draft trust funds and such so the money would be accessible to (name) when he was 18.

#male reader #baby male reader #baby reader #bnha x male reader #bnha x reader #yamada x reader #yamada x male reader #aizawa x male reader #aizawa x reader

[autisticlancemcclain]

part one

———

Lance has no idea how powerful he truly is.

Seriously. Completely oblivious. He’s convinced that he’s the only one on the team who’s not powerful — and Keith knows this because those are the words Lance said with his own mouth. He’s so convinced that power is Shiro’s strength, Pidge’s intelligence, Hunk’s wit and compassion, Allura’s regality, and Coran’s wisdom. He’s even completely sure that Keith has power in his speed and initiative.

Somehow, though, the heart of Voltron does not know how he holds everyone in the palm of his hand. He does not see the picture of terror he makes; jaw clenched, brown eyes flashing with determination, back straight and shoulders set, demonic spider at his side, telepathic mice gathered on his head, poisonous, sentient vine wrapped around him — and the spirts of two lions, red and blue, growling in tandem behind him as he swears that no harm will come to the beast by Voltron’s hand.

Lance did not see the fear in the dignitary’s face. He did not notice his team staring at him with wide eyes, leaning far away from him and his own army. He did not see the pure, concentrated power rippling from him in waves.

If Keith’s being totally, completely honest, it’s kind of hot.

But it’s also a pain in the ass. As much as Lance’s greatest strength is in convincing people to listen to him, when he sets stubborn eyes on a task, the Universe herself cannot sway him. Keith has a snowball’s chance in hell of managing either.

“Just try,” Shiro pleads. “Please. Attempt to convince him that, as much as it sucks, killing the damn beast is the easiest way to secure this alliance and move on.”

“Shiro, your braincells are spilling out your ears like loose marbles if you think that I can convince him to even listen to the words I will attempt to say.”

“Holy idiom, there, cowboy,” Pidge teases, and Keith breaks away from the intense stare-down with his brother to stick his tongue out and shoot her the finger.

“That’s a normal idiom. Sorry that you grew up in Michigan where the most interesting insult you ever hear is someone saying please with a little more passive aggression than usual.”

“…Alright. Point to Keith.”

“Mhm. That’s what I thought.”

“Paladins!” Allura snaps, ignoring Hunk’s smartass comment that she is also, actually, a paladin, and as such is included in such snappish remarks and thus has lost a good chunk of ethos. “Focus! Stars, it’s like I have to do everything around here. Keith. Put your big boy pants on.”

Shiro chokes with laughter, desperately trying to pretend it’s really a cough, but it fools no one.

God, those two need to stop hanging out together. Shiro is dragging Allura down to his level. Poor woman.

“Talk to Lance,” she continues. “He only really listens to you.”

Keith looks at her incredulously. “Listens to me — have I missed something? I asked Lance to lead a briefing yesterday and he asked me what deity died and made me king of the jungle. He doesn’t listen to a goddamn word I say.”

Allura raises an eyebrow. “Did he?”

“Did he what?”

“Lead the briefing yesterday?”

Keith deflates. Because, well. “Yeah,” he mutters.

“So you’re just being a pussy, then,” she summarizes – why does Pidge insist on teaching her modern slang and why does she like it so much – and this time Shiro doesn’t even pretend he’s coughing. Hunk and Pidge also lose their shit.

“I resent that,” Keith says haughtily, denying nothing.

“Yeah. Okay. Off you go. Convince him to at least attempt to hear us out.”

Keith sighs, but does as asked, making his way to his and Lance’s rooms. He decides to take a minute and gather his thoughts — see, he’s learning, look at how not-impulsive he’s being — and heads to his room first.

When he gets there, he spends a few meditating beside his bed — he’d rather stick a hot iron through his eye than admit it, but Shiro and Black may be a little, teensy, itty-bitty bit correct about taking time to gather up thoughts and reflect or whatever.

Just as he’s about to get up and knock on Lance’s door, he hears Coran’s heeled boots click down the hallway.

Oh, fuck yes. If Coran talks to Lance, he might actually listen without argument! Lance has no issue following Coran’s instructions!

…On the other hand, Coran’s just as much of a — and Keith says this with all the fondness in his heart, believe him, if he didn’t find it so damn endearing he would not be spending his nights imagining what will happen when he finally grows enough of a pair to ask Lance on a date — tree-hugger as Lance is. He won’t be happy about the beast killing either.

But, hey. Coran’s a wise guy. It’s probably fine.

Just in case, though, he gets up as quietly as he can — he knows Lance’s goddamn bat ears will hear him if his fucking heart beats too loudly — and leans against the door to hear their conversation.

“Lance, dear, I was just coming to find you,” Coran says.

So far, so good. If Coran was already trying to find Lance, it was probably to try and gently convince him that saving the beast might not be the best option, right?

Keith heart sinks a little as a new thought worms into his brain: maybe, Lance isn’t just being stubborn, and he’s actually upset. Maybe Coran is going to make sure Lance is feeling okay, like a good person.

…Yeah. That’s more likely. Keith kind of feels like a jackass.

He startles out of his thoughts as Coran’s voice, notably louder than before, speaks again.

“Well, if you’re really feeling so much better, would you mind helping me recalibrate the fabricator?”

“Absolutely,” Lance says, and he does sound remarkably happier than he did when he stomped out of the bridge.

Huh. Maybe Lance convinced himself…?

As he thinks it, he knows it’s not true. But it might not be best to bring it up now, then. He’s only just gotten into a good mood, it will probably be better to bring it up over dinner, or something, when the good mood has enough time to settle properly.

Keith nods to himself. Yeah. That’s totally not an excuse because he doesn’t want Lance to look at him in complete betrayal again when Keith attempts to convince him that saving the beast is not an option, or anything.

Right.

Totally.

———

part three

#this is a little all over the place BUT i don’t care #my plan is to post the parts separately over the next few days and then all together on the last day #if that makes sense #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #keith #keith kogane #klance #pre klance #pining keith #whipped keith #brown eyed lance #lance is good with animals #keith & shiro #broganes #keith & allura #angst and humour #team as family #my writing #longpost #lance is a disney princess

[sciderman]

You said you get more asks here instead of Ask-Spiderpool

Does that mean there's presently no asks? Or you have an Itty bitty backlog,,

honestly the amount of asks I get on ask-spiderpool is so, so paltry and sad at the moment that i can barely scrape together any motivation for it because there’s No inspiration coming in. which is kind of the point of an ask blog lads. conversation. it is Not a one-sided thing !!

sure, there’s a backlog but those are like, pantry items. I need fresh fruit and vegetables or I’ll die of scurvy

anyone who tells me “I want to start an ask blog” I immediately say “in this economy? don’t bother. you won’t even last a day.” I’m hanging on for grim death here .

it’s not about numbers. you’re more than numbers. you should be more than numbers, so please. act like more than numbers. please. don’t you want to be more than numbers? every time someone talks to me and I respond back they seem Shocked to find out I’m actually a human or whatever. why are you guys like that. of course I want to be talked to. any human wants to be talked to. so talk to me!! I’m as lonely and nerdy and pitiful as the rest of you. I’m here because I want friends. so please, be friends. I don’t need numbers. I need friends.

it’s so not about numbers. I still get thousands of notes or whatever,, more notes than before, even, but you’re all so passive now that it’s depressing. I miss when ask-blogging felt like a community,, and that’s Why I did started, and why I kept on for so long… sighs. I feel like everything’s been reduced to numbers. I don’t know how anyone can be happy with just numbers. numbers are so cold and unsexy. numbers do not tickle my pickle at all. (no sir)

I feel like the human element of everything I do is kind of slowly diminishing and I’m looking around at the wasteland like,, where did all the people go. not just here. everywhere. so I’ve been diving into career things again and having success with it, but I don’t want that to be my lifeline. it was my lifeline pre-covid and I don’t want it to be my lifeline again. I’m good at it, but I miss real people with real gratitude and excitement. not just people paying a pay check for my services. I never, never want what I do to just feel like an exchange of goods for like, money. or numbers. those things have No Soul. They’re not a substitute for what I actually look for when I create anything. and what I actually look for is Conversation. (which doesn’t cost you much, can you believe!)

it’s so funny how when I said I’m planning on quitting (which I don’t want to do, but I’m kind of being forced to do because I mean. how can one keep on running an ask-blog with no asks) I got a very big response here saying “noooo don’t do it” and it's sweet - it's really sweet, and appreciated, and warmed the heart but - again. no asks on the actual blog. so.

if you want ask-spiderpool to actually live on, there’s something so very simple and free (does not cost you money) that you can do! three guesses as to what that might be

I have so, so many plans and posts and scripts but I’m not writing into thin air,, man. why should I keep doing a stupid thing like that. what happened to us, that we’ve stopped communicating with creators because we’ve forgotten that wait a second ,, they share things on the internet because they want other people to interact with them. artists are the neediest guys on the internet. they need people to survive. I’m not going to keep on pretending I’m above it all and I’m cooler than that. I’m not cool, and an ask blog needs asks. you can’t expect it to keep going on without them.

so freaking . leave a kiss. leave a comment. stop just leaving a like and disappearing into that goodnight . I hate you all.

anyway. love you. kisses.

#this is why I want to retire . I kind of wondered why I wasn’t enjoying ask-spiderpool as much as before when like. #the numbers are kind of the same. a post will still get thousands of notes but everyone is radio silent. #nobody engages. nobody sends asks. they forget there’s an ask button there. #so like. how is an ask blog meant to survive. I hate you guys. #sci speaks #I’m too good for you guys and you’re killing me like a fire being deprived of oxygen. #please remember how ask blogs work. or leave me alone to die sadly.