#yeaup

[peanutlolxd]

do you like pancakes yea I like pancakes

[bugcitie]

i drrw tommy first and gordin didnt fit

[abrtq]

pretend this is reblogging @flashybusinessman43 's post

[holy-reference-in-a-username]

MY TIME TO SHINE (prepare for cringe selfship art of ur tord and me /silly)

now for an actual question, if this has been asked before i apologize but whos ur favorite of the main 4 to draw?

YIPPEE!!! silly tiem

i dont think that has been asked before, but i think its kinda obvious...

tom <3

and he has always been my favorite to draw.

[dandelionfunky]

Me: I should work on my original story today!

Me to me: Write Kanata Kara smut.

[felarx]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[mudwingprince]

wolf in sheeps clothing

ohohohooooo man you’re in for a treat!

siiiiince im prooobably not going to finish that PMV, this gives me the chance to ramble about my ‘au’ >:3

Here's the song :D

Spoilers for Omori :)

(also swearing but jkfldasdfhfjfpsshhhhh who cares about thaaaaaaat)

Kim was yelling at him

Basil had only asked for his photo album back

Kim had pushed him to the ground

Tears flowed out of his eyes

It's not like he wanted them to

He wasn't pathetic

He pushed himself back up and pushed Kim back

Thankfully, he was taller than her, so he was stronger

"HEY!"

Oh god, here they go again

Basil rolled his eyes

Aubrey stormed up to him, her bat in hand, she was still slightly taller than him

Basil rubbed at his eyes and looked Aubrey in the eyes, hardly even blinking

"What, are you gonna call me a fucking creep again? I know you can do better than that."

That seemed to enrage her

Good

"Step away from Basil!"

What the literal fuck? Who the hell is that?

Basil leaned to the side to catch a glimpse of the person who had just yelled that

Kel and... Sunny?

...Sunny...

Aubrey whipped around, swinging her bat, almost hitting Basil in the face

He didn't flinch

Aubrey was yelling something to Kel, but Basil wasn't paying attention

All of his focus was on... Sunny..

Something must've been said because within seconds he had leapt forward and swung at Aubrey

With a knife

...Sunny... had a knife

The blade slashed across Aubrey's knee, cutting open her skin

Basil couldn't care less

He continued staring daggers at... Sunny...

If looks could kill, Basil would be in a cop's car, being arrested for first degree murder

The hooligans rushed up to Aubrey, concerned for her safety, while Kel ripped Sunny's knife away from him, asking him why he had a knife

Basil hadn't noticed that the hooligans had left until Kel walked up to him

"Hi Basil!"

Basil blinked and looked up at Kel

"Are you okay? Did they hurt you?"

Kel was kind

"No."

Sunny wasn't

"I'm fine."

Basil glared at Sunny as he crept towards him

If Sunny got an inch closer to Basil, he didn't know what he would do to him

Basil stormed towards the exit of the playground, making sure to get a good knock on Sunny's side

Sunny fumbled to regain his balance

Huh

"Uh, Basil?"

He stopped dead in his tracks, whipping his head around, black hair flinging in his face

"Is something wrong?"

Why was Kel bothering him on this?

"I said I'm fine."

And before Kel could slip in another word, Basil stormed away

.

.

A couple hours later

.

.

Basil had tried to blow off steam by drawing

He only wound up drawing morbid sketches of Sunny

He hated Sunny

And he's been having morbid ideas ever since he saw the monster for the first time in four years

He was listening to them

Basil reached for a new piece of paper

Lined paper

He started writing

"I'm going out,

I'm not exactly sure what time I'm going to be getting back,

I don't regret what I'm going to do,

I doubt I ever will,

He was is a horrible person and deserves to feel some sort of pain,"

He tried scribbling out "was" as best as he could, but it was still legible

"I'm not sorry.

-Basil"

He opened the door to his room, making sure that Polly actually left

She wasn't there

Basil rushed to the kitchen, dropping the letter and snatching his gardening shears

That will work, he thought and made a beeline towards the door

The sun was already setting as he closed the door behind him

Basil wasn't exactly sure where he would find Sunny, but he had a pretty vague idea

He tried around Hobbeez first, no sign of him there

Then he tried OtherMart, still nothing

Then he tried Fix-It, nope

After no luck searching through any of the stores, so he tried the Playground next

He wasn't exactly sure why he tried looking for Sunny at the end of the day, but he needed to do something

The sun had almost set

The sky was a beautiful shade of purple and blue, like lavender

Basil continued to head towards the Playground, until he heard... voices?

He kept walking towards the voices, trying to hide the shears

They sounded... familiar

He kept walking until he found...

Holy fucking shit, Basil thought, there's no way that they're actually out this late?

Aubrey, Kel, Hero and... Sunny...

All of them were here

Basil stormed up to them

They all blinked

Why had Aubrey forgiven them so quickly?

Wasn't Hero supposed to be at collage?

What were Kel and... Sunny... doing out this late?

What were any of them doing out this late?

How were they acting so... perfect?

Did they all just forget what happened to Mari?

"..."

"Um... Basil? Is something wrong?" Hero asked, genuinely concerned

Sunny just continued blinking in confusion

"Yes."

Basil was ecstatic, they were all here

"Something is really, really wrong."

Basil was depressed, they forgot about him

"There's something wrong with you."

Basil was furious, did he just forget? Did he move on? Did he tell anyone?

Sunny was an asshole.

And he was going to put Sunny in his place.

[cyanpeacock]

Realtalk(tm): Processing.

Kinda hit me.

My mum said she’s sorry.

That... means she accepts that how she raised me had some serious consequences for my adult life?

That means she acknowledges her role in shaping my emotional perception of the world and human relationships?

So... emotionally, we’re a pair of absolute, like, wet toilet paper rolls, and that’s resulted in Outcomes(tm)?

OK, from like, a plot perspective, this is a game changer, me like, processing... the implications of that apology. 

Because, like, well, I’m sorry too.

So if she’s sorry... and I’m sorry...

Commiserations are in order?

Christ, the Rituals(tm), they’re Intricate. 

So, like, where does the plot go from here?

I’m talking, next decades. 

Mind you, proportionality... fuck, it probably won’t seem that long! 

So... we are highly organised states of matter and energy, communicating, trying to elucidate a further nature to the further states of matter and energy comprising and surrounding us?

And this one, like, grew me?

Alright, cool. That kind of freaks me out, because I intend to sustain the cycle a different way (the saprophytes deserve better). But okay, I get it, part of the natural... system of loops around here.

So... we perform the “commiserations” ritual... say that we both wish things could have gone better... perform the ritual “fuck Brexit” wine chug... 

Then what?

Continue... investigating space and time?

Identify... more loops?

Some part of me wonders if time can travel in loops through the Calabi-Yau manifolds, and some other part of me wonders if that is a foolish concept.

Anyway, let’s just say, I had a strange start here, because of Reasons, and that’s just how it is around here, and you can get used to it, even if it makes you want to die.

Oh, this place is very strange. Human society is very strange. There are so many damn loops and circles. I guess it makes sense. Spacetime is full of them, if we trust our observations.