@ramblesanddragons made a post about how Bruno would look into the future and see Star Wars and stuff and how he would love the Mars Rover and then I started thinking if he might rant about those things when sick and then this madness happened. It completely got away from me, especially in the end, I'm so sorry. This doubles as a get well soon story for you @ramblesanddragons hope you feel better soon
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"Tio Bruno? Everything alright?"
Mirabel's question, although uttered silently as to not attract too much attention, has - of course - attracted the attention of the entire family.
'Because they are busybodies, every single one of them,' Mirabel thinks with fond exasperation, conveniently ignoring the fact that she is just as bad.
Hence, her question.
But honestly, Bruno looks… bad. Not 'straight out of the walls malnourished'-bad, but bad enough. He does his best to act like everything is fine, but Mirabel sits next to him at the breakfast table and she can see the sheen of sweat on his brow and the red tint to his cheeks.
Her tio blinks at her owlishly, a vacant look in his eyes. "Huh?"
"Are you alright?" Mirabel doesn't bother keeping her voice down. The whole family is more or less openly staring by now.
Bruno blinks some more and then waves his hand dismissively. "Ah sure, sure. Of course. Just a bit of a headache and I stubbed my toe. The force has forsaken me today."
Mirabel blinks. Bruno owlishly blinks back.
"The… the what now?"
Bruno shrugs and tries to put some butter on his knife, but somehow he can't seem to make it stick. "Miercoles. I wish I had a lightsaber right now. Would cut through this butter like… butter. Heh."
"Uh-"
"Luke's lightsaber. I like his color best."
"What are you-?"
Pepa and Julieta groan and get up from their seats. Julieta gives her brother a quick kiss on the forehead (announcing "yep, a fever" to the gathered crowd) and then hurries to the kitchen to make him some healing soup. Pepa takes the knife out of Bruno's hand and butters his bread for him.
"Don't worry about it, kids. When your uncle has a fever he sometimes talks about some weird stuff he's seen in the future."
"It's not weird." Bruno mutters,nibbling his now buttered toast. "It's the war among the stars." He turns to Antonio sitting on his other side and pats his head. "The force is strong in you, young padawan. I can feel it."
Antonio has no idea what that means, but he beams anyway. "Thanks Tio."
"Wait wait wait?" Camilo leans forward. "There is gonna be a war among the stars?"
Pepa tries to shush him, but it's too late. Bruno is already getting to his feet. He wobbles a little but keeps his balance by putting his hand on top of Mirabel's head. The girl is too perplexed to argue. "In a galaxy, far away! It's a period of civil war and the spaceships -"
"Spaceships???"
"Enough." Pepa snaps. "It's the fever talking. There is no war in space. And I don't think there will be, it's just your uncle talking nonsense. We can't go up to space."
"We so will. We will be all over the place." Bruno disagrees. He lights up. "Like Opportunity! Opportunity will be up there." He lifts his head to look at the ceiling and to the horror of all but Pepa, who merely sighs, he starts to cry. "Oh Opportunity! Far away from home, but so brave. Oh, such a brave, little rover. You did good. You did really good. Everyone loved you. Will love you. Will have… Will have been lo-... Will have to have love-?"
"Okay, he's messing up his tenses. That's our cue to get you to bed." Pepa interrupts his confused ramblings. "Tell Juli to bring the soup to his room."
She takes her brother's arm to lead him away. Dolores gets up and walks up to them. "Do you need help, Mama? Should I cancel my date with Mariano?"
Bruno stops and takes Dolores' face between his two hands.
"No! Don't you dare! That's a good himbo you got there. The best. The perfect blend of hunk, jock and decent man. Don't you let him get away, Queen!"
Pepa looks so done as she pulls him away. "Come on Bruno, there is some nice soup with your name on it waiting for you."
They disappear around a corner but the kids can still hear some of their conversation.
"Aw, that sounds fab af. Shut up and take my money, sis!"
"I have no idea what that means, hermanito."
The kids all stare at each other in various states of bafflement, worry and confusion.
"What is a himbo?" Dolores breaks the silence. "Is that… Is that something good?"
"I'm sure it is." Agustin reassures her. "But maybe don't ask what it means either?"
"Why?"
"Well… once during a fever Bruno told me that the women of the future would consider me a dilf. I asked him what that meant and he wouldn't tell me but then Juli kinda forced him to tell her but then she refused to tell me! But every now and then she will look at me and whisper that word and just… giggle."
Felix pats his shoulder with an understanding air around him and all present get the distinct impression that he has a similar story to tell.
The grandkids all exchange looks and silently agree, there and then, to never ask.
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playing around with flat brushes
at some point i'd just like to start creating something cooler or more meaningful than all this silly stuff i've been making but brain is exhausted from my own thoughts so that'll have to wait a little while
i'll be taking a self inflicted therapeutic break from most stuff including social media very soon, and so for a little while, so i guess it's hiatus time? idk i'll just be away starting next tuesday lol
bonus stupid comic below
in any case, take care!!!
it's a stupid stream of consciousness thingy, i just write my feelings about how certain fictional characters feel about themselves and their stories lol
no alt for these, sorry
the little girl is Lily from Ender Lilies: Quietus of the Knights (pretty neat metroidvania)
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Just had a very bizarre convo with the Impasta in their message box in which they repeatedly denied being the impasta and dodged any answering of why they thought stealing was ok. And what became very clear were three things:
1. Yes, they know they’re stealing, and they admitted it. Yes, they knows it’s wrong, which they also admitted. However, they refused to answer my question of why they did it anyway, though I imagine we know the reason.
2. The pressure from ya’ll (thank you SO, SO much!) is absolutely what makes them fold when they’re discovered - it’s all of you that are helping. Because while they ‘apologized’ for lifting a dialogue line (while also claiming the honey tin is puuuuure coincidence despite admitting they read TRT), they kept dodging my question of ‘so why did you steal’ with ‘but I’m not this person and all these people think I AM’ and basically playing victim in some bizarre attempt to get me to tell ya’ll ‘HEY guys, so it turns out this person’s a completely different plagiarist, so stop messaging them!’ Like, yeah nah, we’d all be just as pissed if this was your first strike.
3. Like a lot of compulsive liars, this person is absolutely devoted to maintaining the charade. Which confirms for me that if they reappear in the future, there’s no point in expecting answers. The only thing that’ll work is pressure to take their shit down.
Once more, the impasta has, predictably, deleted both their AO3 account and their tumblr (though I have screenshots of their blog and of my convo with them, so that’s something). Thank you to EVERYONE who applied pressure because it is absolutely what made them fold, and they very much wanted me to tell everyone to Hey Guys Don’t Be Angry It’s Just Plagiarism 2.0. You’re my absolute fucking HEROES.
We’ll have to see if third time’s the charm!
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My theory about how the Hollow Knight was chosen is actually that the Pale King just picked the first Vessel that made it to the top of the Abyss which *didn't glow*.
Basically the logic is that the fusion of Void and God is not, like, an exact science. Most vessels probably ended up with too little or too much Void, both of which would disqualify them from becoming the Hollow Knight. Too much Void and the Vessel is unstable, too little and it isn't "hollowed out" enough. So how does the Pale King tell if a Vessel has the proper distribution of God to Void?
Too much Void: The Vessel is unstable and can't get to the top of the Abyss with their shell intact. They either fall and break or just break because of how little God there is in them. So if it gets to the top with its shell intact it's almost certainly not too much Void.
Too little Void: OK, hear me out here. Pale beings glow. Both the Pale King and the White Lady emit light. Theoretically, their shared children should probably also glow at least a bit, right? But the Hollow Knight in the Birthplace scene doesn't glow. Which is why I think that the way to tell if a Vessel has too little Void is to see if it glows. The less Void, the more God, the more chance of glow. So when a Vessel made it to the top, the Pale King would probably see if it glowed or not easily in the dark and if it did he'd yeet it back down.
The Hollow Knight was probably just the first Vessel to both make it up in one piece and not glow, so the Pale King figured the God:Void distribution was probably right, took Hollow and left the rest without checking if there might be others who qualify since he only needed one.
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