#ukulclc

[brightcarnate-a]

@ukulclc​:

« oh, wow, brighteroni. is that a torture instrument or are you just happy to see me? :) »

“It’s a torture instrument. And I’m not very happy to see you.”

You know how you can be sure that whatever you did is way too much, even for the standards? When they ask Dr.Bright to interrogate you. The one that literally can’t die, no matter how hard you try to kill him.

Dr.Bright, who was forced to bring in myseterious syringes and a very particular tape with him in that little room with way too many cameras inside, and way too many guards outside.

“God, Alto.” he groans, letting himself fall on the chair on the other side of the desk the other is chained to, taking his sweet time to lift his glasses and rub his eyes. He doesn’t like this part of the job. Not one bit. “You really fucked up bad this time, uh. Several injured, some dead, a containment breach caused by an explosion.

Did you wake up wanting to make the janitor’s jobs a living hell for sport, today, or you had anything else in mind? I’d suggest you talk so we can move on.”

[archivedthesun]

@ukulclc​:

« it’s just us. you don’t need to hide anything that troubles you. » / for the daughter <3

“It’s exactly this that troubles me, father. The fact that it’s just us.”

She got used to it, by now. The distant sound of monitors and tapping on keyboards. The buzzing of the ever-active cameras, the muttering coming from behind the one-way window, turned into loud sirens, gunshots and screams just a few minutes before.

The signs that something went terribly wrong, out there, emphasized further by the state Clef was in when he walked in her chamber - holding a gun, bright red smearedo n his coat.

Terrifying, truly. Enough to force her to stay silent at first, trying to contain her panic.

“Why... is there silence? Why are we alone...?”

[omniarchive-blog]

//Inspired by @quartzuniiiverse, @starqxartz, and @ukulclc

What do you get when you fuse Ben Tennyson and Steven Universe?

You get...

SteBen Omniverse!

Complete with cheeseburger cargo pants, and some alien enhancements to Steven’s powers! For example, Bubble plus Cannonbolt equals out of their way! :D

[mccnstrucked-a-blog]

i literally just started following ur nathanael but??? i scrolled thru ur blog and i love him already?? wh E E ZE

( SCREA MS A BUNCH???  thaNK u sm??? WOWiE?? thaNK U SM? fdkjgs aaaa woWIE )

[wishfulife-moved]

Starter Call || Accepting || ✨✨🌟✨✨ || @ukulclc 

    He often forgot he never REALLY unwished his heat vision away, so he was just having a BLAST on the beach. The extreme heat on the rocks made them look REALLY shiny, he had fun BOILING UP water from the ocean, and of course, just shooting at sea shells. 

   Wanda just watched, worry and annoyance mixed on her face as she just covered her face with her wing. Cosmo and Poof were flying around, acting the part of the sea gulls they were currently disguised as. Let Timmy have his fun and destructive fun- he’ll tire himself EVENTUALLY. At least they were doing this on a different beach, rather than at Dimmsdale’s beaches. It certainly was much less populated on this one, or so it seemed.

[brightcarnate-a]

@ukulclc​

🔧  - Beat my Muse with a… 8. Hammer. :)c

A sudden hit. Hard, violent, yet one that doesn’t kill him, despite how surprising it was.

Motherfucker waited for him to be alone in his room, to get rid of his good ol’ stained coat and remove his tie. If Clef waited a second more to open and promptly closing the door behind him just a second more, he would’ve been without his glasses too.

Maybe that’s why he managed to move just in time to avoid a lethal hit, and instead got away with “just” a big bruise and, thankfully, him falling on his own bed. ...just a bruise, blood, and confusion.

“...what the fuck?!”

[brightcarnate-a]

@ukulclc​:

😬

Well, if this isn’t the consequences of his actions. Spectacular timing as always. Bright just kinda. Stands there. Instinctively looks up when the voice in the intercom explains the whole mess he caused, bites the inside of his cheek.

Fuck.

“...okay, well.” he talks, desperate to sound chipper and funny as always but immediately dropping the act as soon as he realizes how much his voice is trembling “That. I was upset, and, uhm. You know.

Turns out 682 takes pranks like a complete bollock.”

[brightcarnate-a]

@ukulclc​:

« hey, brighteroni, hey. i dare you to eat THIS. ». he's holding out a muffin. a really, really weird muffin, glowing ever so slightly and with small fruits on top that resamble miniature strawberries but are also too small to be such. and also blue. and all of it almost seems to be... moving ever so slightly? he smiles excitedly. « it came out of 914 on the setting 'very fine'. i want to know what happens. » [ truth or dare ; ACCEPTING ]

“Oh that’s awful. This is horrible. This look like something that will lay an egg in my stomach after I ate it and will make a tiny muffin monster come out of my belly Alien-style, killing us all.

Bottoms up!”

He takes a single bite and shivers immediately. It tastes sweet, salty. The right pinch of everything... perhaps a hint of umami? That’s very fine alright!

“...well it wasn’t that ba-”

Woop nevermind he’s throwing up-- is that. Glitter? There’s something glittery in there. You know, with what remains of his breakfast and blood. That’s... a lot of blood actually.

“Hospital.”