#resning

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@resning just gets a starter

          “you seriously don’t know how to look for constellations?” that was easy for them as babbling was for babies, though, then again, they were an android programmed for space travel, of course they would know about these sorts of things. 

          “do you at least know where the big dipper is?”

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resning replied to your post “Josh: but we dont know how to fight Simon, sometime later: pulls some...”

Simon: *yeets himself over a fence*

He’s a domestic android. Simon what kind of fuckery are you up to.

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resning replied to your post “@resning started following you s-senpai,,,”

it's almost 4 AM and this made me giggle thank u

its 4am and im glad

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@resning | x

When Carl’s depression finally took hold of him, it was hard for anyone to deal with. Markus had already seen just how horrible it could’ve been near the beginning of him taking care of the old man. Over the last few years, it was rare for it to take control like it used to. He’d been getting better, though the mental strain from Leo’s situation always brought about the possibility of it bringing it right back out of him.

Even after finding out that both of his boys were alive after near-death experiences, it hadn’t pulled Carl out of his sense of hopelessness. He was still just as emotionally exhausted and done with the world as he had been when he thought he was alone.

“I’m tired, Markus,” Carl breathed out softly. “I’m tired of  fighting with Leo, and trying so hard for that boy when he  refuses to help himself. I’m tired of sitting in this goddamn bed-- I’m tired of sitting in that godforsaken chair.” His despair was beginning to vaguely morph into anger. 

“I’ve already lived far longer than I should’ve, Markus,” He knew it must not’ve felt good, for the android to hear him like this. Carl felt horrible for putting him through this, but-- what was he supposed to do?

Pretend to be okay?

[hyperioncompanyman]

resning replied to your post “scarredfear  SIMON IN THE BOTTOM LEFT OF THAT GIF SET LOOKS… HE...”

i can't believe markus' ass has super powers

Apparently so if (your) Markus is also getting his ass harrassed on this night as well.