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eigengrauone · 26 days
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trent razor
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rainbowgaez · 1 year
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shirt my dad bought for me at a fair a year and a half ago
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neon-draws-sometimes · 6 months
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man sometimes I think about the all the things leading up to Fresh’s (irl) creation and I get like. nervous almost?
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vitalphenomena · 8 months
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calling davy david is literally so inappropriate and violent
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dankovskaya · 1 year
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evilhorse · 2 years
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It’s not “wolf,” bub.
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d-c-it · 2 years
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Meet Sissy
I wrote this so long ago it might not make much sense now, but I have a bunch of drafts I’m probably never going to look at again and it makes me sad no one got to read them. So, here is one.
[After DwIT, before POF]
The light sides were talking with Thomas about yet another issue when a new side showed up.
Everyone was wary but it was Virgil’s expression of absolute terror what made them worry.
“What… What are you doing here?” Anxiety asked, but the new side only let his head fall on the table in the living room and pointed at Thomas.
“Uhh, who is he?” was Thomas’s turn to ask, he looked at Patton after hearing a quiet 'oh no…’ coming from him.
“Ah, I see.” said Logan, and Thomas could only look at all of them, as they refused to say a word. Even Roman was purposely avoiding looking at him, occupying himself by cleaning his sword. It was all silent for a minute until Thomas couldn't take it anymore.
“Deceit!” he yelled.
“Thomas what-!” yelled back Roman but it was too late.
“-m telling you he wasn’t hiding under the bed the last time I- oh, err, this isn’t a surprise I totally expected thi-oh thank fuck there you are!” Deceit seemed to be looking for something as he appeared, he tried to play it off as soon as he realized he was summoned, but it didn’t last him long.
“Language.” said Patton, receiving a deadpan as a response. Thomas coughed slightly to drag the attention back to himself.
“Who is that?” he said as a greeting. But was again, ignored.
“Is there a reason why he is here?” Virgil asked, his tone had an edge of accusation in it.
“’No, please excuse me, I totally brought him here on purpose! I wasn’t looking for him like crazy in the dark mindscape at all!”
“Can we like… not yell?” spoke for the first time, the guy from the living room. Deceit sighed and went to sit next to him. And started murmuring in his ear, the other only looking at the table like it was the most interesting thing on earth.
Patton looked at both with worry, playing with his hands. Thomas was confused, now looking at Logan hoping for answers. The logical side adjusted his tie before speaking.
“Well, Thomas. This is another side of course… He’s-”
“Depression.” said the new guy, suddenly appearing behind Virgil and making him jump in fright. Roman covered his mouth with his hand, trying to hide his laugh, but Thomas heard him muttering “Karma.”. He himself had to swallow a chuckle.
Deceit stood next to Logan, massaging his temples. For the first time they all noticed how tired he looked.
“Are you ok, kiddo?” asked Patton, concern clearly on his face, but Deceit only glared at him, making them all step back, all except Depression.
“So he is my… Depression? But I’m not…” Thomas looked at Deceit, who was pointing at himself, raising an eyebrow. “Oh, right.”
“Come on, Sissy. Let’s go home.” said Deceit to the newcomer, offering one of his hands for him to take. Virgil looked taken aback and startled, as Depression responded, realizing the hand wasn’t meant for him.
“I can’t.” said the guy, everyone took a good look at him, he was very similar to Anxiety, but at the same time, very different. His sweater was a light shade of gray, big and fluffy, and the sleeves covered his hands. It was clearly a bunch of sizes too big because it also covered his thighs only a few centimeters up his knees. His face was covered in dark makeup, but it was all ruined by the black tear lines that crossed his face. His hair was a bedhead mess. Virgil took a step away from him.
Thomas shuddered when the new side looked at him.
“He’s sad.”
Everyone got quiet.
“He’s only growing sadder and sadder, to the point of apathy. I can’t ignore his call anymore.” he said, and Patton glaced worriedly at Thomas, who looked like he was hit by a truck. Deceit pursued his lips, unable to say something against that statement.
“Are you ok, kiddo?” said Patton, softly. Thomas’s eyes slowly filled with tears and he could only look at the floor.
“I’m not… I’m not.”
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The main idea of this was to portray how the callback/wedding decision affected Thomas. How sad it made him and how, in the long run, putting others first would make him apathetic towards his own needs, since he needs to think about others to be good. And how good he is at hiding how sad this situation makes him (thanks dee). To the point where Deceit can’t hold back Depression anymore, as he would have gained too much power.
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ayy-junipei · 1 month
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Fears
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stil-lindigo · 11 months
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hobie motherfuckin' brown!!!!!!
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shinybulbasaur · 1 year
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noknowshame · 1 year
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why is religious Christmas imagery all so joyful and pleasant? where is the inherent horror of the birth of Christ? A mother is handed her newborn child, wailing and innocent. Her hands come away sticky. Red. Simply by giving her son life she has already killed him. He is doomed from the beginning. Her love will not save him from suffering. Because the thing cradled in her arms is not a baby, it is a sacrifice: born amongst the other bleating animals whose blood will one day be spilled in the name of what demands it. the night is silent with anticipation. Mary, did you know? That your womb was also a grave?
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thelilylav · 9 months
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Aziraphale is the most character ever. He ran out of ideas so he declared war on hell. He canonically says fuck. His favourite colour is yellow. He’s literally an angel and can speak every language on earth but still isn’t fluent in french. He told his boyfriend to shoot him for his magic act and made him go through with it when their miracles weren’t working. He gave away his flaming sword and then lied about it for the next 6000 years. He has a bookshop that never sells books. No one’s doing it like him.
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as-i-watch · 5 days
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Chilchuck 'i would rather die than admit i need other people' Tims
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tom cooper literally gambling with the FBI's money i love him
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seagiri · 21 days
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very sleep deprived doodles of whatever’s going on inside my brain
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mstrchu · 3 months
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girl help my friends keep trying to do things that will definitely make them insane
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