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[drdoobad67]

*We can't be so neglectful, Carol...

*Think of what they're in danger of. We have a criminal on the loose. both of your daughters and both of my children are unsafe. They could get lost. or worse...

by someone we can't find ourselves. Your daughter has been saying some very concerning things to me about her video games, like she's... seen something that shouldn't be there. or...

*...

*Asgore, you're right. We need to keep an eye out for this miscreant. Do it for the kids. You find him, and you take care of him. Understood?

*Understood.

*Good.

*Asgore.

*Y-Yes, Carol?

*Your badge.

*...

*Here you are.

[beddybites]

Okay hear me out- more pride month stuff 👀👀

twirls hair. give me some kny characters & flags and ill make some quick doodles inbetween commissions & animatic work!

[saltypearl712]

If I didn’t already say it Bladder gives me major Spinel energy

[cha0s4cringe]

Papa pasta and little ravioli ❤️

(No idea who started that name)

Alternative version and references under the cut

[shared-looks]

If they wanted Jonathan and Nancy apart so bad they actually should have had them break up during the 18 month time jump.

It would have made so much sense too. We could have gotten angry scenes where they’re finally yelling at each other after so long and angsty glances and protective Nancy AND Jonathan…

And also, the whole Steve-trying-to-impress-Nancy-thing would have been more forgivable (AND realistic, which is apparently important to the Duffers suddenly).

[heretoobsessstuff]

“we’re all gonna miss major Cleven, sir”.

Major Cleven John thought bitterly. Gale. Sweet beautiful Gale. Gale who was there. In the cockpit. Fighting for his life while John was sleeping next to a random woman. Gale who was falling from the sky. Living his last moments. Losing blood. In pain. Scared and cold and alone. While John was here in London. Drinking and coaxing a random woman to spend more time in his bed. Where was Gale now? His Gale. Laying on the dirt and mud somewhere? Lost in some distant German field with no one to look for him? His ocean blue eyes forever closed? What had become of him? Of his Gale? Was anything even left of him?

John felt sick with anger. His thoughts ran wild with no one to tame them. I should’ve never left him alone. I should’ve been up there with him. Protecting him. Looking out for him. It was supposed to be me and him left up in the sky. Not me in London and him lost somewhere I can never reach. It’s all my fault. I failed him. I failed him. Grief clawing at his throat. Suffocating him. His eyes stinging with unshed tears and the lump he had swollen down a hundred times with the alcohol. He needed to go. Avenge Buck. Or find him. Or join him. Wherever he was.

“Don’t worry Kenny” he said. Jumping into the Jeep. Hands shaking. “I don’t even feel it”.

[landiosreal]

spider OC

tune in next time when i give her a friend of the girl variety