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Shadowpeach Doc Dump
Blah blah Macaque has fuckbuddies, Wukong is jealous, I've got a better idea for the same concept and I want this to the side while I work on it.
Enjoy Bratty Wukong.
Macaque gets a letter.
Wukong’s not one to ask before opening mail - there’s no law against it and as King of the kingdom it arrived at, he has the right - so he does. And despite his struggles with reading, even Wukong can comprehend that the attempt is hilariously bad. So much so that he feels even less bad about opening the letter when he shows it to Macaque.
“Someone’s trying to kidnap you with a really bad lie.” Wukong grins, unscrolling it before Macaque’s eyes. Macaque’s eyes widen, face red where it shouldn’t be red as he swipes it from Wukong to get a better look at the embarrassing thing. “They think you’d fall for a dinner invite.”
“It is a dinner invite,” Macaque says. He’s stopped looking at Wukong. “I’ve been invited by them before.”
“Ohh, they’re setting you up, then. That’s underhanded,” Wukong slips to peek from behind Macaque’s shoulder - and is quickly shoved off. “Heyyy!”
“It’s not a set-up - well. Not for.. k-kidnapping.”
Ohhh, he knows that choked sound, the one where Macaque isn’t sure if Wukong will like what he’s saying. And he doesn’t, Macaque’s right, he’s back over his shoulder to examine how far Macaque is willing to lie to his king.
Not very long.
“Not that kind of kidnapping either--” That kind? When did courting come into the mix? “It’s just - it’s just a fling.”
“Flinging what?” Wukong’s eyebrow raises, the other joining at Macaque's groan of his name.
“Foir fun.”
“Everything fun is right here. I’m fun, don’t we fling?”
“We do not fling,” Macaque shrugs him off again, more forcefully and begins to walk off. Insulted, Wukong gives a light chase against Macaque’s unusually quick stride. “Look, I’m going and I’ll be back the day after--”
“A day after?” Wukong’s duress is less perplexed this time. Macaque’s sigh isn’t reassuring.
“The morning after, noon the latest, okay?”
“What is it that you can’t tell me?”
“It’s private!” Macaque squeaks.
Wukong’s mood drops - there’s hardly any secret-keeping in the troop and to be left out of one is a sore spot he didn’t know he had.
Not that Macaque and he are the same as the rest of the troop - there are secrets that need to be kept, as royalty. But at the very least, they were always privy to each other. The hidden things were owned jointly by them alone.
Macaque’s sour face evens out, mellow under Wukong’s own hurt. “...Sorry,” He says. “I didn’t mean to snap, it’s just…” He chews his cheek and doesn’t finish.
“...Back before noon,” Wukong folds his arms. With an overemphasis, he adds “and you’ll be considered pardoned~”
Macaque keys in, overperforms a sweeping bow, meant more for understanding than amusement. “How gracious, Your Majesty.” Macaque pockets the letter, switches conversation to something else Wukong has ‘decreed’ lately - namely, the army’s armor not matching what the dragon kings gave him; stronger metals are prettier and more durable and need to be pilfered - but a stiffness lingers for at least a few minutes longer than Wukong likes.
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There is an easy solution, of course - Macaque has yet to see all of Wukongs’ 72 transformations, so he wouldn’t suspect something as innocent and mobile as a sparrow to follow him in the night. Even if Macaque had been invited before, Wukong knows how tricksy demons can be - it’s a testament to their danger, not Macaque’s intelligence, that he feels the need to monitor at least part of this ‘dinner fling’.
He slips through the crack of an open window of the place - nicer than most demons have - just as (honestly, a rather overdressed) Macaque enters the home.
“Don’t send for me like that again,” is the first thing Macaque says. “He’s nosy as shit - it took a year off my life convincing Wukong to let me come at all.”
His feathers rustle at that. He’s not some tyrant forbidding Macaque from going out. It’s hurtful to hear his worries for his best friend be turned into something so sour.
“And don’t,” Macaque twists, jabs a finger at his host, “make the joke we’re both thinking of.”
Well, Wukong’s not thinking of jokes. When does Macaque have inside jokes with other people? How long has Wukong been away that he’s not privy to Macaque’s other friends?
Frankly and also - when and how did Macaque learn to make friends at all?
“And kill the mood?” Asks the host (what mood?), “Never.”
Macaque is suddenly bracketed by the larger body, pressed to the wall, with a mouth on his --
Uh. Face.
Macaque’s mouth has another mouth on it. His hands suddenly have hands around them and they are over his head. He has a leg between his --
Okay. This kind of fling. The flinging he and Macaque definitely do not do. Will never do. And he implied they do all the time and no wonder Macaque was so upset--
He lingers too long on watching Macaque letting himself get bit, and leaves once the biting starts getting lower than his neck.
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“Welcome Back!”
And immediately, Wukong and Macaque both hear how over-enthused Wukong sounded.
“You’re late!”
That one too, especially for a scolding.
“Yyyeah, hard time getting back.” Macaque scratches at the back of his neck--
Nnno. Wukong does not want to think about all of the fucking bruises under his scarf and fur.
--And not looking at Wukong. “Plus, breakfast went late.”
“Oh. Breakfast?” Wukong has also taken up Not Looking. “Sounds good.”
“It was.”
The silence is terrible. Damning, even. Evidence, apparantly, as Macaque’s awkward posture mellows out into something disappointed. “Y’followed me, didn’t you?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
“How much did you see?”
“Uh, I saw reason for me to be concerned about your safety,” Wukong scoffs, with a getsure to the neck. “A random invite sent with the idea that I wasn’t home--”
“You shouldn’t know that.”
Fuck. Cover your ass. “--and you coming back with a covered neck?”
“I always wear this scarf--.”
“This whole thing just smells bad,” Wukong shrugs. “I won’t apologize for wanting my best bud safe and sound.”
“Right, yeah, okay, so here’s what’s gunna happen--”
“Are you limping?” Wukong asks as Macque approaches and then stops and then doesn’t answer. Which is the very wrong move to make after one has confessed a legitimate concern for your safety.
Macaque’s Not Looking intensifies, turning his head down to the floor as he murmurs. “I said I had a hard time getting back.”
“They let you limp back?” Wukong’s properly mad.
“I - I just like the walk--” Wukong dips down, craning his head to stare Macaque in the eyes. Macaque’s shoulders hunch as he folds his arms. “They offered t’take me home,” Macaque’s quiet excuse does nothing for Wukong. “just--”
“--didn’t take it?” Wukong cuts him off.
Macaque’s jaw tightens. “I… didn’t feel like riding with them…. I was sore and they were suggesting--”
“So they took it back?”
“No, but at that point it was awkward because I turned it down--”
“So you limped back.” Wukong says, more seriously, “Because you felt awkward, even though they would’ve done it.” Macaque winces. “Y’know, that actually is stupid.” His friend doesn’t have an answer. “If you saw someone like King of Confusion limping home, what would you think to do?”
“You’re not my dad--”
“Worse, I’m your friend.”
#shadowpeach#lego monkie kid#monkie kid#lmk wukong#lmk macaque#lmk sun wukong#my writing#doc dump#dump doc
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I had this lying around in my IPad, so might as well share it 😂
Here’s a bunch of sketch of my Half-Drow Durge;
Balehrys Baenra’hel ;Oathbreaker Paladin (former Oath of Vengeance Paladin of Tyr)
Random Facts:
Known titles are: Oathbreaker/Chosen of Bhaal/ The Dread Knight/ Sir Daisy Dewdrop Fluffington
Has mismatched eyes; Lolth Red on left, and Elf Gold at the right.
Intelligence Stat was greatly reduced upon having a dagger shoved at the back of his head.
“Bal”in his name is often used for female drow, but since he was named by a foster parent who has limited knowledge on Drow naming customs, mistakenly made it “Bal” instead of the male prefix which is “Bel”
He’s not a multi-classed bard, he just likes his flute (it makes the voices in his head go away)
I know the game doesn’t allow you to start as an Oathbreaker, but I always HC him starting as one and always had been one during his Pre-BG3 days.
#baldur's gate 3#bg3#dark urge#durge#bg3 durge#bg3 fanart#my art#I will stop here because I have a whole ass google doc for this fuckr#sketch dump#I had this for a while but I was too shy to drop it here lol
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Random stuff
#incredibox#sepbox#monart#spiders#Okay time to dump my thoughts in the tags#The first doodle was drawn cuz it had rained recently#I thought Edgar would enjoy the rain (assuming it doesn't rain in the depths)#The Watcher doodle was me thinking about how the Watcher watches over everyone#He sends out his little spider minions to spy on ppl!#He sees everything through their eyes#The Edgar comic is what I imagine he did when he left the depths#While the docs say that they only found his jewerly and crown at the Gateway#I like to think that Edgar saw this new place and immediately stripped naked. Cuz it's funnier that way#He decided to leave his past life as the prince at the gate with his royal clothes and jewerly#or something like that#The last doodle is how I imagine Tam's illness spread across his face#The documents don't mention how exactly he got the illness#I thought maybe it started from an innocuous scratch#He lost his eye cuz it straigh up rotted away#Annnnd that's about it#I'm always thinking about this mod as you can tell. So sad I can't draw every idea I have orz#Anyway I'll contunie having thoughts and patiently waiting for v8
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a treat before i go to bed <3 !!!
#hermitcraft#life series#gtws#skizzleman#rendog#docm#bdoubleo fanart#hybrids#angel skizz#wolf hybrid ren#goat hybrid doc#glare hybrid bdubs#vex scar#art dump#please enjoy<3!#my art#peeled art
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a story in three parts
#you guys should i ever pay attention during this class#i think not#from the doodle docs yall#klance#vld#voltron#klance art#my art#dont mind me just dumping fuckass sketches into the universe#space gays#gays in space
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Could not be happier that people are starting to get Reaaally Normal /pos about doc. Finally you see my vision. He’s kinda…
#giggles and covers my mouth and then my whole face goes straight and I’m looking away and then I’m back to giggling again#I made him pretty on purpose okay I love this guy#makes it all the more fun when I inevitably dump horrors on him#he gets to be kinda (ahem) as a treat#I’m looking away from the simping in the tags it’s fine dw#<3#dbhc#dbhc doc
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can’t a demon just have a silly whimsical hobby
#bendy and the ink machine#batim#cuphead: don't deal with the devil#bendy#cuphead#mugman#demon who au#doodle dump#doc definitely has a sock collection full of random designs and colors and sizes#he mixes and matches :) something that you would absolutely not expect someone with his personality to do#oh yeah DW!mugman has a coat in his design now. won’t always add it but it’ll be around
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i've been having some Liv brainrot lately so i'll be dumping art with her because i can
this one is from oomfie's au where Aaron is a priest and Olivia is a drug dealer lol
i've made a headcanon where Otto is Olivia's deadbeat blind dad that she hates lol
this one came to me in a dream, i shit you not I literally saw a raw af sketch of annoyed Liv with giant beetroot in her hands. i've sketched it while i hadn't awaken fully
that's all i have for today i'll post more later i was too lazy to have it all in different posts lmfao
#olivia octavius#aaron davis#across the spiderverse#into the spider verse#doc ock#olivia and aaron spilling tea on kingpin#yes otto is olivia's abusive dad because#gorgeous evil middle-aged woman save me#art dump#otto octavius
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Are they Nefarious or Innocent? /Pos
Snail Lore:
Thanks to @caramelcoatednightmares for the collaboration :D
Experiment: Could u send a🌻if you've seen this post before and also seen the update. Could u send a🐌if you haven't seen this post before, thank you.
Updates:
Welcome
Ladypink /little Gem (Gem's Snail)
Snail /Little G (Grian's Snail)
Larry Jr (Scar's)
Larry Jr split into tons of little snails
Scar made little G and Ladypink roast the snails on a fire to make eSCARgo \Sun 2332024\
Comment if you want to join in for fun, or just comment anyways :D 🌻
Lore:
HC! Snail is a family of gastropods from the planet Exraterra. Snails are born in terrarium nests surrounded by their parents and their escargotiore (clan);
When Snails are old enough some choose to leave in little meteorite space ships to find humanoids to become their adopters, these escargotiores are called walks (Grian lore and my interpretation); They grow strong mutual bonds by imprinting (like Pokémon & Trainer "friendship");
Snails love annoying their adopter's friends, I believe this is because they can get attached to people really easily, but they use it as a form of reconn for the safety of their siblings (Grian's lore and also who wouldn't get attached to the hermits);
It has been documented that little G likes to eat buildings, materials include: rock types. They eat their meteorites (Gem's lighthouse);
Snails have the power to make duplicate illusions. But evidence is insufficient, documented once (little G seen at Gem's lighthouse and Doc's swamp at the same time);
Snail can teleport instantly if broken (When Grian broke them free from Gem's raft);
Little G is sometimes referred to as a fish, but we don't know if this is due to an unreliable narrator, or some hidden meaning (Grian called little G a fish when he noticed them on Gem's raft);
Snails can build very rudimentary things (Grian, Gem and Scar's stories)
Larry Jr is a Mega Giant snail, built by Ladypink and little G to prank scar.
Snails can be moved, we haven't been able to determine if this can be done by luring as well from picking them up, we believe it's mostly by picking them up due to the lack of a trail (Gem moving little G from her lighthouse to her raft and when gem rescued Ladypink Grian has also picked up little G multiple times);
Past updates:
Ladypink and little G were annoying Scar and got caught and caged, thankfully they were both rescued by their adopters (Gem, Grian and Scar's Stories) \Mon 432024\
Snail and Ladypink built Larry Jr on Scar's Train. Larry Jr is a Mega Giant Snail :D \Sat 932024\
#saffs info lore dumps#writings of saff#saffs brianrot#hermitcraft x#hermitcraft#hermitcraft 10#hermitcraft smp#hermitcraft 10 spoilers#Hermit snail#hermitcraft gem#hermitcraft grian#hermitcraft doc#saffs long posts#hc! means headcanon#snails are hermaphroditic so they them she her he him#hc! snails like the definite article like the doctor#doctor who#like the doctor
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hi. here's my digital "archive"
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(after antoine confronts bagz and aypierre for breaking into his secret room with all the reports he’d written up on the islanders)
Antoine: A second thing I didn’t appreciate is that the Federation built above this room, so I can’t destroy the Waystone!
Baghera: Antoine, know that because of that we thought you were of the Federation! We were so scared! We saw that there were unbreakable blocks put there by the Federation! We were sure— I got so scared, for a bit.
oh the misery…
#i love . unintentional foreshadowing#qsmp#antoine daniel#baghera jones#aypierre#jay rambles#ik this is before his lore doc dump to the admins but i like how he just doesn’t directly reply to bagz to assuage her worries#like yeah . yeah this dude knew what he was doing character direction wise even before he finalised anything with the admins#THIS IS OLD BTW IT’S FROM JULY#im just rewatching old stuff!#qantoine.txt#qbaghera.txt#qaypierre.txt
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Doc Dump - Almost And Enough (Shadowpeach, Lego Monkie Kid)
I have SO MANY irons in the fire right now, and this is something that has to get cut and will not be used in this particular fic. Woe, shadowpeach be upon ye
[So, I'm working on apiece taking place with Wukong in the broken scroll having to re-play his memories up to present day, but every deviation gets him sent back to Start, the curse not truly able to manifest in it's usual way. The ones with Macaque are the most difficult for him because of how differently he sees and feels about Macaque now.
Our Wukong is depicted by (Wukong) and any Wukong acting within the proper narrative is simply Wukong. The way that Tang and Pigsy and Sandy were stuck in their past lives - because Wukong has that self-knowledge to him, he's kind of able to weave between letting it happen while maintaining his awareness of himself, and being able to step in if he feels he needs to, or wants to re-establish control for himself.
This cut follows after a scene with a Drunk/Potentially-Not-Actually-Drunk Macaque at a Brotherhood banquet trying to elicit a kiss from a decidedly less drunk in-timeline Wukong, who is getting very uneasy vibes about it, despite the fondness for Mac's attention.
So, why are we cutting this?
A) I dislike how I wrote Wukong here - even for a younger self, I found this a little too hesitant and nervous. Even at his most uneasy, Wukong isn't one to stutter or lose his words, I was gunna imply maybe he was starting to feel the alcohol himself,but that just didn't pan out well.
B) I feel Macaque's a little too devious here, too unapologetic about manipulating Wukong at a point in his life where he is very much at beck-and-call. He's showing his hand a bit too fully as well, and I found it made for a distasteful character in a way I feel is out of character for /that period/ of Macaque and Wukong's relationship.
C) it didn't move. The end result we have here comes to a decided dead end and any attempts to move it passed this felt forced or unnatural and that is because this movement isn't the strongest I can make it. I have a better idea in mind to replace this sequence with, I'm not pressed.
Things I like, though?
I like the banter I got down for that intimate bit. I like how I wrote Azure, I think I nailed conveying disapproval without giving an implication that he feels anything for them - that being interpreted is different from my intention, after all - which does lend for this rather irksome Protector Syndrome that throws a wrench in things for these two, you get the idea that the mood is dead because Azure is this insistant and the inexperienced/manipulated Wukong is not weighing his situation well.
That being said - I do hope you enjoy]
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Macaque blinks, his sadness turning sour. His tail drops off Wukong’s waist, not in an ordinary disappointment, but one Wukong can still rectify. He grabs Macaque's arm before he can stand to storm off (“I’ts only--”), which he promptly shakes off.
Wukong can’t just watch him stumble off. He slips away from the feast and catches up to Macaque. “It’s only cuz you’re drunk.” He shakes the word in a show of seriousness, a show of care.
Macaque’s eyes roll then screw shut to avoid Wukong’s gaze. “What a hero.”
He jogs further in order to be in front, to speak to his face. “I just meant--”
“I know what you meant.” Macaque sounds almost entertained by how badly the night turned out, as if this should’ve been predictable.
(Wukong knows now it was.)
“-- that was intense,” Wukong presses. “I mean, specifically asking me to--”
“I knooww,” Macaque’s tilting tone is that of an overlectured student.
“Just cuz you don’t think you’re that drunk, doesn’t mean you’re not that drunk.” Wukong slows his erratic pace when Macaque does. He looks at Wukong with surprise (the same surprise Wukong’s feeling for himself) “Don’t gimme that look - a sober Macaque wouldn’t have tried that even if we were alone.”
(I really caught that?)
“--Doesn’t mean we should… overdo anything we--” Wukong stutters, “--that we, uh.. Would.. Think is smart to do. Y’know, sober or not.”
Of all the times Wukong’s tongue goes lax - this would be the one.
“Y’know because - I mean, it’s not like I’m not gunna want to…” The words stick to his throat. “Not that I'm saying you’re not attractive or - or weak… I like you -- beeeiiing forward. In general, I mean. Taking initiative, And the. ..banter was… it was, it was--”
He’s grabbed by his tunic knot. Macaque pulls Wukong close as he falls back against the solid stone of the mountain. To keep from toppling, Wukong brackets him with his arms.
“...Oh,” Wukong is breathless, feverish at Macaque’s grip on his clothes, keeping him this close. “This is… this’s.. Ah…”
Really happening, His mind races. Finally happening.
Wukong looks at Macaque, his shadow, bathed in the light of a night sky too bright to compare him to, a failure in its own right. Stars that only shine worthily when glinting off his teeth, and if a hero and a warrior are the sun and the moon, then where is the second hero to account for Macaque’s second eye?
Sounds fall out of him - “Okay.”
Wukong gets that prey feeling again when Macaque chuckles darkly. The corner of his mouth presses into a smile. “Just okay?”
For a moment, Wukong’s nerves even out, the excitement can rush through without spinning him.
“...Better than okay.” Wukong leans in, something wry on his face as he gets close to Macaque, close enough to smell plum wine and a musk only furr can cultivate. Macaque pushes up. “Much better than okay.”
He grips Macaque’s arm, between the elbow and shoulder, and gives a squeeze that’s permission and plea. Macaque’s move to his neck, gripping the hair and fur close enough to his fingers.
Macaque leans.
Wukong pulls.
Someone coughs.
Both their heads whip soundward, and Azure Lion stands with a fist to his mouth.
“I - apologize for interrupting,” he says. “But Macaque seemed upset when you two left.” His brow raises. “Is everything okay?”
“...Yeah?” Wukong’s eyes shift to Macaque, “Yeah, we’re, ah--”, then back to Azure, “--we’re figuring it out.”
“I can see that,” Azure says. “But, it does look concerning.”
“You did say to take it inside,” Macaque helps (and it’s so blatantly smug, Wukong could choke on it).
“This isn’t inside,” Azure says (with a tone so stony, Wukong feels crushed for another five hundred years.)
(Talk about a rock and a hard place, and Wukong’s idiot baby-self caught between them doesn’t realize he can’t move).
“We’re not fighting,” Wukong interrupts. Azure’s posture doesn’t change. Through grit teeth, his friendly tone weakens, “we’re not. Fighting.”
Curb your Big Brother Complex, his friends lack of belief is like an arm's worth of pinched nerves. And take the hint.
(You take the hint! Wukong wants to shake himself.)
Still, Azure looks the two of them over. Slowly, he smiles the tiniest fraction, relaxing. “Well, as long as that’s so. But we do need you both back at the table.”
“Do you?” He asks with a tinny strain.
“It’s important.”
“Is it so crucial a strategy that you can’t come back later?!” (Wukong) blurts. Azure sputters, and Macaque’s grip is tighter and moves. “Just - for five minutes, I’m not asking for - I am so close to--”
Wait.
Nothing went sideways.
This was what happened.
(He didn’t kiss Macaque)
(He doesn’t need to kiss Macaque)
“--Damnit,” (Wukong) seethes, touching his head to the stone wall in frustration. “Damnit, damnit, just--”
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“---yeah,” He groans, falling onto the pieces of stone shell. “Yeah, that’s- Yeah. Sure. Fuck. Damnit.”
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“--we do need you both back at the table.”
“Do you?” He asks with a tinny strain.
“It’s important.”
“Is it?” Wukong’s voice stretches thinner - he yelps when the hand in his hair fists, tightly.
“We need to know when to strike,” Azure, ever diligent, pushes this point.
[That is in fact it, I cut this early.]
#my writing#shadowpeach#lego monkie kid#kego monkie kid season 4 spoilers#lmk s4 spoilers#lmk s4#doc dump#dump doc
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Some more Doc and Sleepless based on a scene from Steven Universe
and some of my friends' rp shenanigans (:
#m scribbles#hlvrv#hlvrv doc#hlvrv sleepless#A merklins art at long last?? INDEED INDEED! Perhaps its time for another doodle dump soon#BUT FOR NOW!! Docsleep (:
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slowly making a marvel iteration with these damn doodles
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takes a bite out of them
#river dipping#ts4#theodore doe#matthias evanoff#echthroi#i'm ripping matthias's sim rn to make a quick little funny haha pose for a post so here i am while i wait...#these are the images i was using in the google docs for their questionnaires!! i figured i'd post them bc crabbey liked theo's#these aren't their latest versions tho so theo's eyes are the old ones and there are some small changes i made to matthias that're missing#but i think theo looks sooo gorgeous w/ the icarus bg and this cas lighting...#the luumia height slider doesn't work on mattodore for some reason (tho it used to?) so i haven't used height sliders in ages#but i downloaded a different one to mess w/ the other day which is why you can see matthias is taller here#still not accurate to their height difference bc i was just messing around but i'll fix it some other time#i rlly want to restart my casual oc gameplay bc they both look so different now compared to how they looked when i started it#dutchie has also changed a lot................... am i really gonna dump my months long save just bc of that? yeah probably jkngfknfn#ALSO... i have to update my game tonight bc lush made a sim for me but i FORGOR that i haven't updated since... hsy? so.#obviously i have to update now#which also means i will FINALLYYYYYYYY have infants.................................#when i tell you i will be making a baby just so i can put them in theo's hands i am being so serious#i will be in there like lightning#i need to see theo holding a baby so so sooo bad#it would cure every mental illness i have i think .
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Fuck you. Red Dwarf: Better Than Life novel fanart
"Lister did something then he wouldn't have done in any other circumstances whatsoever. He started to eat a sofa.
This seemed to go down well. There was a cacophony of whirrs, clicks and whistles, and the cockroaches circled in delight.
'Well, it's been absolutely wonderful,' Lister found himself saying. 'Terrific place you've got here,' he said to the mother roach. 'And you serve a wicked rotting sofa. But I really must be going.' He nodded, threw in a few clicks and whistles for good measure, and climbed on the first roach's back. It waddled speedily down the length of the cave, and flung itself over the mountain side. "
#red dwarf#infinity welcomes careful drivers arrived today!!! im tempted to read it at school tomorrow but its dr who day :/ i should honour the doc#better than life#my first rd fanart ever :)) the earth lore is so dark holy shit fuck#imagine you woke up some day and every human was dead but you and you had no one to return to so you figure#guess ill just fly back to earth and see if its still there. what else would i do#and then you crash landed on an ice world and then the ice age suddenly fucking ended and there was garbage everywhere and acid was raining#and slowly but surely you realize; after you narrowly escape acid rain and fire rain; that this IS earth#because while you were sleeping Earth was designated Garbage World and all the Garbage was dumped there and it just flew away off into spac#and then you were left to your own devices on the garbage planet with 8ft roaches on it for 34 fucking years#anyway. im normal about it.
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