Do you think Tubbo would recognize the path Bad is going down, because it's one he's already walked down on?
This self-destructive behavior coming from a broken heart?
He hasn't seen Bad at his best, before the eggs got kidnapped. He's seen him a victim to grief more than a father. It's why the blue staining Bad's being isn't out of the ordinary.
But suddenly he starts carrying flowers to remind him of the love he lost, suddenly the void calls out his name even louder and suddenly Tubbo sees himself in the older demon.
And it's scary, because suddenly he sees what he has become, how it affects others.
And for the first time of many, he sees Bad walk down a road he's paved. For the first time of many, Bad is the one repeating Tubbo's mistakes.
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darlin, i definitely feel your bi panic about madani and frank cos SAME
as much as i can remember it was in season 2, madani was talking with a pretty woman who was working in the lab and all i thought during the scene was “BI PANIC BI PANIC, ladies why don’t you just start kissing”
jdsndlkfnwk sorry about the rambling i was just thinking about it since i’ve watched it and wanted to share 💘
never apologise for rambling!! i absolutely adore the rambles, i am a big rambler myself. it's honestly a problem
But FR, like dinah madani is bi, i don't make the rules, it's just fact. and her and frank?? the bi panic of the two of them on screen makes me lose my mind, like which one do i pick?? which one do i want?? (the answer is both) but they both just absolutely scramble my brain.
also, okay, the thought of those two like together has actually rotted my brain so badly recently. i don't think or it doesn't seem to be a popular like fanfic ship or like something that many people (at least from what i've seen) seem interested in but dinah x frank kind of just makes my brain melt a little.
obviously, i am a kastle girlie at heart. him and karen are just- 🫠🫠🫠 but i am nothing if not an incredibly self-indulgent woman and the thought of like frank x dinah x reader (bc i am whore) has literally rotted by brain. it's insane how bad it has been. like i've become actual feral for the thought of them. (feral to the point i have written a 13k smutty one-shot of frank x dinah x reader, whoopsie but we don't talk about that)
my brainrotting for those two aside, i am so glad i'm not alone in my bi panic over madani and frank because they make me absolutely FERAL and i just, i love my men and women emotionally damaged and slightly immoral <3
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Me: *having a perfectly good and normal time hanging out with my family*
Brain: Hey what would you do if your mom dropped dead in your kitchen right now.
Me: What—why are you—?
Brain:
Me:
Me: UGH fine I’d make sure she’s flat in her back, check for responsiveness, check a carotid and signs of breathing—*proceeds to run through entire scenario in my head*
Brain: K
Me: WHAT WAS THE POINT OF THAT
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Can I get something soft for Commander Fox? Like going to a date or just generally roaming around
Absolutely! Fox needs to get out and have some fun. I wasn't sure where this was going, but then the story made its own decision.
Fox stood up right on time, ready to leave. He put up his hands at the troopers who walked through his door.
"No more flimsi. No more datapad." He shuffled past the men who showed up with last minute questions. "We are done for the day. Ask me when I get back."
He made his way to your apartment after putting on his best fatigues. He tried his hardest to mentally set aside work and focus only on you. As soon as you opened the door, he smiled as you kissed his cheek.
"Ready," he asked. You nodded and reached for his hand. Fox took it and gave it a gentle squeeze and kiss.
You wandered around, stopping for dinner at your favorite local spot. The food was always good and the people were friendly. You took your time, sitting close to each other and people watching through a window while eating.
You spent the rest of the evening walking around and window shopping. That is, until you came to one window in particular. You held his hand tight and pulled him into the store.
Fox laughed at your sudden joy and raised an eyebrow at the objects of your fascination. "What even are those?"
Your eyes danced as you touched them. Different animals, all plush. All soft. All round.
"They're called squishmallows," you replied, picking one up and holding it to him. "Feel."
Fox sighed but took the offering. It was soft. It was pleasant to hold and had a cute face. You handed him another one and he held one in each arm. He had to admit there was something appealing about holding them and he loved how much you seemed to love them.
"I'm buying these," you stated, taking two from the shelf and walking up to the counter to pay.
He chuckled and shook his head, placing the ones he held back on the shelf. After you walked out of the store and toward home again, you handed him the one that looked like a bantha.
"Here," you said. "I want you to have this."
Fox looked at you sweetly, held it gently, and replied, "A bantha. Like from your home planet."
"That's right," you said. "And I get the vulptex."
When you got home, you put on a holomovie. You sat down, each now holding your squishmallows and each other. He kissed your temple and held you close. The movie was soon forgotten as you both fell asleep.
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So since my brain is dumb and won’t stop the constant worst case scenario I’m trying to keep busy. Since yesterday afternoon I’ve made gluten free sugar cookies, peanut butter chocolate chip cookies, a focaccia bread dough is currently rising. I’ve deep cleaned the kitchen sink and read 2.5 books.
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