#FUCK IT WE BALL I GUESS BUT LIKE

[tallysescape]

just made a huge mistake (<- started a long fic, somehow missed ALL THE FUCKING IMPORTANT TAGS. such as ‘no happy ending’ and ‘major character death’ and ‘horror au’)

#WHY THE FUCK AM I EVEN READING A HORROR FIC #I DONT LIKE HORROR??????? I CAN BARELY TOLERATE MOVIE GORE??????????? SOMEONE HELP ME #JAYME KNOWS THIS. IM A FUCKING WIMP WHEN IT COMES TO HORROR MOVIES #im better at reading horror but like its not something i usually put myself through #i dont know how i missed these tags i really dont #i saw ‘childhood friends au’ and the summary was funny and i was like neat!!!! lets do it!!! #HOW DID I MISS EVER FUCKJNG THING ELSE IN THOSE TAGS #i tried to scroll down and read the last couple paragraphs so i could know what was coming BUT IT DOESNT MAKE SENSE OUT OF CONTEXT #SO I HAVE TO FUCKJNG READ IT #FUCK IT WE BALL I GUESS BUT LIKE #JESUS #IM UNPREPARED ITS 1AM I CANT DO THIS #AND JAYME ISNF EVEN HERE TO LISTEN TO ME YELL OH MY GOODDDDDDDDDD #IM GONNA HAVE FO SEND HIM A FUCKING EMAIL #THIS ISNT NEGATIVE BTW IM JUST SHAKING AND BEING DRAMATIC #tally txt

[kiaxet]

HOW ABOUT THAT @somerandomdudelmao DISASTER TWIN REUNION, HUH

Went a little feral to the tune of 2.2K words of self-indulgence. What else is new?

~~~~~~~

Donnie can't sleep. More accurately, he won't sleep. Not until he's done. He'd never been one to leave a project unfinished; death and resurrection hadn't changed that.

He taps incessantly, repetitively, on a keyboard and screen, the motions long since past inputting data and now only serving to keep him awake. The repetition is soothing, easy, and - counterintuitively - he finds his head drooping forward into sleep-

And he snaps back upright. No. Not until he can confirm Leo is okay.

Leo is behind him, he knows. Breathing. In bed. Asleep. Very much alive. And-

He jumps and whips around as a thud sounds behind him. "What the-"

Leo is on the floor.

Well, that answers the question as to whether his twin is awake.

For a fraction of a second, part of him wavers uncertainly. He loves his idiot twin. The question he hasn't been able to answer is whether his reaction to Leo waking up will fall on love or idiot twin-

"Leo!"

He can hear the exasperation in his voice, and yep, it's the latter. He takes a knee next to Leo and hauls him into his arms, lecturing him all the while, and if he can hear the annoyance in his voice then Leo sure as hell can. Sleep deprivation for the purposes of keeping his brother's soul alight had done nothing for his temper. "I swear to God, all you had to do was make a sound! Why are you such a difficult patient?"

He deposits Leo carefully on the bed - "Sit still!" - and checks him over, running every scan he can think of and making sure his brother's new body really is in good working order, spouting increasingly irritated commentary all the while. Of course the fall didn't hurt him - Leo is tougher than that, and Donnie does better work than that - but he still can't help the rising anxiety in his throat.

This almost didn't happen.

"-stupid, stupid selfless idiot!"

Donnie almost couldn't save him.

"Grrhh-"

Leo nearly died for real. Permanently beyond Donnie's reach. Well and truly gone-

"Do you have any idea how close you were to having nothing left to save?"

And now here Leo is, in perfect health, sitting on Donnie's bed with a big dopey grin on his face as Donnie chokes on his anxiety and damn near shakes himself apart-

Oh for fuck's sake.

"Hey. Are you even listening?"

Leo speaks up for the first time since he's woken up, voice shaky from disuse. "D-Donnie?"

And that is not a goddamn answer to anything Donnie has been saying, because of course it isn't. It's Leo. He's always had his own priorities. "Yeah. No. You're not fucking listening." Donnie heaves a long-suffering sigh, sinking back into the routine comfort that irritation at his twin provides. "At least you're talking." Small favors. "Although I'm surprised you're not throwing your stupid jokes at me." Even smaller favors.

He stops short as Leo's hand closes around his wrist, drawing Donnie's arm to Leo's plastron. "You're real," his brother breathes, looking from Donnie's hand to Donnie himself with tears streaming down his face. "You're real!"

And then, in the space of a thought, Leo's joy breaks, his smile turning desperate. "Are you?"

For a moment, Donnie stares at his twin, wondering at the sudden change in expression. He takes a breath-

And the part of him that had lain dormant for so long after he'd woken up - the part of him that had been screaming for his twin's safety ever since they'd recovered the few scattered embers of Leo's soul - gasps to life, blooming like a time-lapse video of a flower and reaching to the edges of Donnie's soul. Leo had called it their twin sense, and Donnie hadn't had it in him to argue after a while. Whatever it is, it's back, connected to Leo's renewed presence, and-

Donnie's heart floods with emotions. Relief and joy sprout quickly and are nearly swept away in a tide of exhaustionanxietyfearfearfearfearFEAR-

But down beneath it all, steady against the rising wall of terror, is the little blue spark of hope that his brother always carried. His core. The thing that let him continue on in the face of insurmountable odds, and lent that same strength to everyone around him. A ninja's greatest weapon.

It's Leo. It's Leo-

And Donnie can't leave him alone in his fear. Not when there's no need for it. Not when they're safe.

He lets that breath out, and sits next to Leo on the bed. "Mhm. I'm alive. And you're alive. We're safe. The Krang are gone." That's all the news that's fit to print, or at least the most important parts. What else does he have to say?

Oh.

"I'm sorry I..uh…"

He's sorry he what? Died? Left a mess for Leo to deal with? Didn't do enough while he was alive to keep everyone else alive in turn after he was gone? Kept his brother's soul in a fucking mug, because that was the only way he could ensure he wouldn't break it while Leo was still fragile? All of the above?

…yeah, it's all of the above.

He owes Leo one hell of an apology, and he's never been good at any of this, so instead he shrugs haplessly and leans forward, pulling Leo into his arms and hanging on tight.

It's a matter of moments before Leo has him flat on his shell on the bed and is sobbing into his arms. Normally he'd hate seeing his twin cry, but it's proof of life - proof that Leo made it, that his soul is intact enough for him to still be Leo, that he's alive and awake and here - and Donnie will take it.

And if he's squeezing Leo back pretty hard himself, well, that's fine too. Nobody else needs to know.

~~~~~~~

Donnie is yelling at him.

Donnie is strong enough to have picked Leo up off the ground, well enough to be on his feet without support, running tests and reading Leo the riot act over his latest boneheaded maneuver - in this case, forgetting he was missing an arm and falling out of bed.

Donnie is yelling at him, because Donnie is here to yell at him.

And Leo is smiling, because he couldn't be happier. He lets the words wash over him, draping over his shoulders like a favorite cozy blanket that he'd lost so many years ago, and he basks in the warmth that is his brother's voice and smiles.

It's enough to interrupt the yelling for a question, though he doesn't really hear it - just keeps smiling, and says Donnie's name, and it's so nice to be able to say it with a smile now, because Donnie is here-

-he is, right? This isn't just a dying hallucination on Leo's part, right?

(It couldn't be- he remembers his death, remembers breathing his last, remembers being trapped- but this-)

He reaches out, taking Donnie's wrist in hand, and pulls his brother closer to him. "You're…real…" It certainly feels real - skin and scales, softer than his own, and his fingers barely fit all the way around the wrist instead of encircling them with room to spare - and he stares down at it, tears rolling down his face as he finally looks back up at his twin. "You're real!"

The Krang show you what you want to see.

The thought strikes him unbidden, turning his joy and relief to ice. It's a well-known fact: a Krang infection can show its host what they want to see, visions of comfort and family and home, and extract intel from the host's reactions. He knows that- he knows that, and-

And he'd died surrounded by Krang- and even if he couldn't see or hear or feel, he knows he'd been held captive-

But it's Donnie- he wants this to be real- he needs this to be real- he wants his twin back so badly he can't think, and the idea that this could be a Krang hallucination is almost too much to bear-

"Are you?" He can hear how choked the words are as they leave his lips, but he needs to know-

And Donnie stops, and sits down next to him, and tells him everything he wants to hear - everything he could've ever wished for. They're alive. They're safe. The Krang are gone. It all sounds too good to be true.

And then Donnie offers him an apology and a sad half-smile, pulling him into a strong hug-

And the ice in Leo's mind shatters in a flood of warmth as his twin sense opens for the first time since Donnie's death. He feels his twin's irritation, and deep-seated exhaustion, and a choking wave of guiltguiltguiltguiltguilt-

And beneath it all, steady and strong as ever, the thrum of unending determination, powered by an unfathomably deep well of love. It's the backbeat to the melody of Leo's life, the point-counterpoint to his own heartbeat- it's something he'd never had to live without until he did, but it's back, rushing in to fill the silence he'd known with the strength to go on and the knowledge that he is loved loved loved, strong and overwhelming and all-encompassing in the way only Donnie can love-

It's something the Krang could never imitate.

This is real. This is all real-

He throws himself against his twin, toppling them both over on the bed as he clings to Donnie, unable to stand even a fraction of an inch of space between them, as though he could push their hearts together through their plastrons, and he cries, sobbing out worry and terror and grief and the slow, crushing exhaustion of a losing battle finally lost. He cries as though the world was ending - and it had, once when the Krang had invaded and again every time he'd lost a member of his family, over and over until he'd sent his last hope through a portal that had cost his littlest brother his life and succumbed to death himself.

And now he's alive. Here, wherever here is, with Donnie. Clinging to his twin, and being held in turn as Donnie gently sits them both up, never letting go as Leo cries himself out.

It takes a while - long enough for Leo's gaze to settle into a stare and his thoughts to settle into a comfortable static. He's alive, Donnie is alive, and he has no fucking idea what else is going on, but he's just going to be okay with that for now.

His thoughts rouse enough to inform him of something wrong - the line of tension Donnie is carrying down his neck and over his shoulders. That won't do. Leo could try to massage it out with one hand, maybe try to get Donnie to talk about it, but Donnie never likes to talk about it, and Leo isn't one for slowly soothing away tension when he can just take an axe to the release valve instead. Plus, it gives him something definite to focus on, instead of…this whole situation. Whatever 'this whole situation' actually is.

Donnie had mentioned his stupid jokes, right?

"H-hey Dee?" His voice wavers from disuse, thick with tears, but he pushes through. "Why did- why did the tree buy a camera?"

"What?" Oh, Donnie is not going to see this coming. Excellent.

"To do a photosynthesis." It's nowhere near the level of pizazz he normally uses for a punchline delivery - he's still too tired and frazzled and clinging to Donnie entirely too hard for that - but that beautiful pause of a terrible joke sinking in tells him it had hit home nonetheless. Donnie moves - he can hear the telltale slap of face meeting palm - and then breaks down into helpless laughter, smacking the back of Leo's shell as the tension Leo had felt in his twin's shoulders abruptly relaxes. Good. It worked.

"This is so fucking stupid," is all Donnie manages as his laughter fades, and he slumps fully against Leo with a murmur. That's...abrupt. Sure, Leo had felt Donnie's exhaustion, but he hadn't realized it'd been that bad. He takes hold of Donnie, gently laying him down on the bed to rest-

Remember what happened last time Donnie fell asleep next to you.

He gasps sharply at the thought - not again NEVER again - and keeps his hand steady as he moves, laying both fingers gently against Donnie's neck and feeling for his pulse. It's easy to find, strong and steady and even, like it had been before the infection had taken Donnie's vitality and then his life.

But he's alive, and healthy, and sleeping. He's okay. And Leo-

Leo moves his hand to the side of his own neck. His pulse is also easy to find, quickened with the adrenaline of an unknown situation and multiple consecutive shocks to his system.

Okay. Take stock. Assess. Figure out a plan from there.

He's alive. Donnie's alive. The Krang are gone. And everything else…is a big fat question mark, with no easy answers and no indication as to where to begin looking for them.

Well.

Uh.

"What the fuck," Leo whispers to the room at large, as though the walls could answer.

~~~~~~~

(A world away and still very close, a younger pair of twins cling to one another the way a drowning man clings to driftwood: desperately, clutching tight, as though letting go will spell their doom. Neither of them know where the emotions came from, or why; all they know is that each of them are damn glad the other is alive, and they'll do everything they can to make sure that continues to be the case.)

(What the fuck, indeed.)

#rottmnt #cass apocalyptic series #future leo #future donnie #fic #writing #cw sibling death #mention of it at least #referencing the scrapped movie storyboards because it's too good a beat to pass up #we have fun here #no gods no betas we die like NOBODY BECAUSE DONNIE FUCKING FIXED IT #I GUESS #twin sense shit is my FUCKING JAM #inexplicable mystic bonds between two halves of a whole? sign me the FUCK up #I couldn't decide whose POV to write this from so I just did both #which is WHY it's 2K+ words #it's not perfect but it's Good Enough and therefore it's getting posted #fuck it we ball

[sonic-adventure-3]

no way in hell i’m finishing this but i’m proud of what i did so here

#wip #sonic #sonic the hedgehog #sth #my art #I GUESS #i don’t know if i know what i’m doing with lighting i just said fuck it we ball #i hadnt intended to draw these soap-like shoes but they just sorta appeared #i’ve drawn way too many neutral arm extended poses recently #this was sorta meant to be like an outfut ref but i don’t like it anymore <3 #whatever whatever whatever whatever whatever WHATEVER ITS FINE IM DONE WITH IT ONTO OTHER THINGS #ONTO NEW FRONTIERS EVEN. WHATEVER!!!!!!

[erlkink-heatcliff]

learn a thing or two from the master.

#was gonna shade this but its like almost 4 am bros. its joeover for me #limbus company #heathcliff lcb #meursault lcb #meursault limbus company #heathcliff limbus company #meurcliff #lcb meursault #lcb heathcliff #i mean i guess its meurcliff thats like vaguely implied #but also i wanted to show off broken blsault damage because it's soooo funny he's my fav unit to run forever #also shicliff and blsault is smart of me #personally . i think the shipname would be swordplay but that's my homosexuality talking. #bingoblart fart art #hrng rghg I FORGOT MEURSAULT S FUCKING SCARS you know what we ball. its fine

[hinaliix]

So uhhhhh Meryl Stryfe amirite?

#trigun #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #meryl stryfe #I’m so sorry for my terrible captions #someone needs to teach me how not to be cringe #anyway yeah #imagine Hina rendering something wowwwwwww #I still like the sketch version better but yk #fuck it we ball i guess #MERYL STRYFE IS MY WIFE #go read Trimax you cowards

[hashileio]

it’s Dust’s turn to watch the portable flashbang baby while he’s on break

#hashiart #cursed coffee shop au #dust sans #dust!sans #when you and your pals dress up a little fella to look like your boss's brother as a prank #yeah definitely just a prank man #what could possibly go wrong... #also to everyone who guessed little dream: you are half correct! #not exactly a dream bitty but just one dressed like him :3c #i just thought it might be a little odd if there was both dream and bitty dream in the same place #little man lights up when he's excited and is bright enough to completely light up the void concealing dust's cute lil face #his name is Beamer and he's going to flashbang you #my severe lack of understanding of lighting is gonna be my fuckin downfall but im just here to make self indulgent art so fuck it we ball #also i saw a design of dust with a hat on and im game i enjoy that look..... i am looking respectfully

[guckies]

With Slime playing Fnaf I’m reminded that the Bolas Team Flag is literally bonnie wearing a freddy(or dapper) top hat and gas mask because their name is based on the bonnie meme…

#qsmp bolas #fuck it we ball i guess #jaiden really influences them so much with that meme #the only thing not inspired was the gas mask which is probably one of their craziest things but at this point everything they did was crazy #like we just glossed over this so quickly #qsmp #qsmp purgatory #idk what tags to put im so tired man

[uncanny-tranny]

An immovable object (my perfectionism) meets an unstoppable force (my proclivity to say "fuck it" and move on). FIGHT.

#art #fiber art #crochet #guess who is paying the price of not counting stitches! :)! #i even frogged a few rows just to fix a weird hole problem in this project #if i finish this project i'm only keeping it as a reminder of the horrors #the only good thing is that this pattern was so much easier than it looked (so far) #this is the type of unreasonable thinking that has me convinced blocking would be the solution rather than counting stitches right #thankfully this skein is a red heart skein (i have learned i don't particularly like acrylic but i won't be wearing this so whatever) #so it's a rather big skein so i'll be able to use it for another copy of this pattern #fuck it we ball? more like fuck it we frog (frogging 7-10 rows rn) #holy shit they're right crochet takes up so much yarn holy fuck

[catboyglover]

rewatching community for the 2647575466465th time to make myself feel better

#trying so hard to act like idc that the guy that i’ve liked for the longest time #didn’t lead me on #EL OH EL ‼️‼️ #fuck it we ball #i guess #community #troy barnes #abed nadir

[dangoulains-devotion]

#arknights #texas the omertosa #cellinia texas #lappland saluzzo #lappland #arknights texas #arknights lappland #dios MIO ok i think i tagged them right this time #my art #<- i am moonlight elegy on twt #i tried to match them in the sense of opposites #its not perfect but eeehhh i've learned recently to try and wring my neck in before i get too caught up in making things perfect #trying 2 remember art is meant to be fun etc #like something about them still seems Off to me but fuck it we ball ! #texlapp #in the way that they are in vicinity of each other. i guess. i drew it with girl yaoi in mind ok #anyway shout out 2 texalter for carrying my extremely baby roster through hell and back

[paging-possum]

hm. might fuck around and draw some other peoples ocs just for funsies when I have time its a nice change of pace from what I usually do

#im not gonna do requests since I dont want to promise too much to anyone #but if people are interested in me drawing their ocs I guess like this post? and then I'll go through and find some to draw when I have tim #mutuals I might just draw ur ocs regardless I hope thats okay #ive been wanting to do that for a bit but I always get worried it'll be like...weird or something? IDK but im fuck it we balling #I keep getting really caught up in really big complicated ideas and like #its nice to just draw something a little different than that #I do have some bigger projects on the backburner but I think it'll help to just doodle some new guys as warmups or smth #to remember how to work with the basics instead of like. one million factors. #also who knows if ill stick with this when it isn't 11:30pm but I have been looking forward to artfight and im realizing I dont have to wai

[marathedemonoverlord]

So I think I'm over my Obey Me Phase or like at least over Nightbringer because it's Season was shit but just you know food for thought...

Aint it funny how MC is now completely isolated from other humans/their friends/family/pets?

Like my friend and I were talking about it and like imagine MC has HUMAN/MORTAL family and friends that they talk to every time they were separated from the brothers. Like whenever the Immortals really tries them or pushes them they can go to their human friends for like a palate cleanser and a clear head/remind themselves and ground them to the reality of their situation/support from NOT blind lemmings. Like sort of remind them that they're still human and not on the same playing field as immortal Demons/Angels/Sorcerers

But now in Nightbringer that's literally stripped from them; MC has NO ONE outside of the Brothers/Immortals they're literally FORCED to bond with their circle of dysfunctionals and its like now you are stuck in that toxic friend circle because literally your circle of support hasn't been born/exist yet. That's fucking horrific.

No wonder MC is far more clingy and annoying in Nightbringer than they are in OG; Every lesson is a chip away at their original personality and sanity to replace it to the codependent creep MC is now lol.

#obey me nightbringer #obey me #obey me MC #obey me nightbringer MC #MC is so fucking annoying this is the only headcanon i can work with #No but like its so creepy because i always imagined MC balanced their human life and their Devildom life to stay rational but now #Well now with no circle of human/mortal supporters like their friends and family theyre literally forced to cling to the brothers #Its so terrifying about Nightbringer thats why Im still so upset we're stuck in the Past #Its shit like this that makes me unable to enjoy Time Travel Shit like I want to go for Boba with my friends but I cant do that #No i cant do that because I got a toxic friend group to babysit #No but like MC seems more stupid and clingy so my guess is theyre mentally unraveling to the point they just dont want to be alone #Like begging for validation and attention from anyone especially the immortals #Pray for MC theyre going into their codependent phase now #Don't worry; just like with real friends theyre not gonna break out of this for years until they get the courage #Which we all know MC doesnt have the balls to drop the brothers/Immortals like bad habits lol #Ima play with this headcanon until MC stops sucking or we go back to the future. #I miss MC's family and friends who have to live with the fact the immortals took them from them again

[cozylittleartblog]

two shop posts today but mattel slapped me for my barbie keychains and now i would like to be rid of them. you can either order them directly thru me on paypal ($12 and free shipping but US only) or you can just ask for one for ✨free✨in any $20 order on etsy. both get the matching sticker as well, also for free

get these out me house

#barbie #the barbie movie #barbie 2023 #delete later #you can ask for just a barbie sticker in Any order as well. now i need to make a new 'freebie stickers' post on my instagram #just having a crap kinda day today but it really do be like that sometimes #i made a fuck it we ball sticker now i should make a 'it do be like that sometimes' sticker #between nintendo and mattel i figured nintendo would slap me first but i didn't use any mario words on my princess listings so #i guess thats saved me their wrath #i did just have barbie front and center on the barbie listings though wbhjdfgjhbdfg WHOOPS

[toasteaa]

hhhhhnghm...hear me out...childhood friends with the ragbros...growing up with these two boys with hearts set on adventure, wanting to go and explore the world with them. The both of them. While the three of you play, your parents meet with Diluc's father - the content of their conversations doesn't affect you now. Not immediately at least.

Seashells and pinecones the three of you collected together as children start turning into calla lilies from Kaeya and windwheel asters from Diluc; you cherish both equally and try not to show favoritism...but one bouquet gets the nicer vase. One makes your heart race a little faster. Your parents tell you of their discussions once they believe you'll be able to understand it - a marriage between the two families. You've been promised to Diluc, and when you settle with your thoughts that evening, you find yourself flustered and afraid at the same time. A decision had been made for you before you could even understand what (or more precisely, who) it was you wanted.

A confession goes unspoken the night of Crepus's death; it remains unspoken for years. You spend days with Kaeya, tending to his wounds, trying to get him to say something, anything, about what happened. You spend your nights crying over another undeliverable letter to Diluc, thoughts wandering back to the Dawn Winery standing vacant and cold beyond Mondstadt. How the three of you used to play together there, how you used to plan your journey into the neighboring Liyue, and how those plans will never come to fruition.

You don't expect Kaeya's first words after weeks of silence to be an apology, but you've come to always be surprised by his actions. Whether it's him accompanying you on an evening stroll or working alongside you silently. It stirs something in you; a cocktail of emotions, both infatuation and perhaps something deeper, that you wish you could keep bottled up and hide. But it only pushes back harder each time Kaeya's hand brushes yours, each time he manages to pull a laugh out of you, or returns from another mission unscathed.

You feel light. You feel guilty. You were promised to Diluc, not Kaeya.

And yet that guilt fades for a moment when you hear of the rumors of Diluc's return to Mondstadt. You're not allowed further than the foyer and Adelinde explains it's for the young master's privacy, but you can see the apology in her eyes. You know that she's aware of what you are - what you're supposed to be - to Diluc, but she cannot ignore what she's told. Or what she believes is best. But the rumors are confirmed and your heart hammers against your ribcage: Diluc was back. He was home.

But he's changed. When you do see him, there's no light in his eyes and his smiles (if you could call them that) are cold and closed off. But the more you return to the winery, the more you see there is something there. Something warm and familiar just beneath the icy exterior that brings heat flooding back into your cheeks. It's there in the way he says your name before changing his mind and the way he moves to reach out for you before stopping himself.

But the guilt returns. The weight of your parent's and maid's whispering of your arrangement settling heavily on your shoulders. You were promised to Diluc; raised, primmed, and prepped for a marriage to link yours with the Ragnvindr's and yet you wish Barbatos would strike you where you stood.

How could you love them both so dearly and be forced to choose one?

#toast talks #genshin impacted #this was half stream of consciousness and half fuck it we ball #Been thinking of something like this for awhile #There are also just regular Diluc arranged marriage thoughts #However Kaeya is not pleased that Diluc took up residence just as he was about to get a major update #So yeah I guess you could say this is also extremely self indulgent because I cannot choose between them #Just let me have both yeah? #I would put this in the main tags but again insanely self indulgent and idk if I could write a full fic again

[hinaliix]

Long time, no doodles

#trigun #trigun stampede #trigun maximum #vash #vash the stampede #nai #millions knives #rem saverem #I’ve been deep into art block for about a month or so #work+school are kicking my ass but yk #fuck it we ball I guess #also I got really sick for like a week so #yay! #anyways lol #I just wanted to draw the boys being silly and mama rem #I’m a simple woman

[hashileio]

figuring this out a little more

also here’s ya man @lady-of-disdain :3c

#hashiart #not having to color OR clean up my lines saves me so much time omg #like this is game changing kjfdhsjfsg #sorry for the wait all my posts are basically queued so it goes to the end of the line skjfhskf #i draw too much in too little time and this is how i end up burning out for 3 years HAHA #but im having too much fun to stop now #so fuck it we ball #undertale au #killer sans #killer!sans #i guess also #mafia!killer sans #now thats a fucking tag lmaoo #two versions cause while black on brown is hard to see black on white also hurts my eyes so now you get to choose which one to look at : ) #in other news my work recently got the same kind of chair hes sitting on and they are SO comfy #yall are in for a treat cuz nightmare is next again in the queue :)