In moments, the ground was racing up to meet him. His reflexes were just enough to stop the freefall. Not enough to keep the individual grains of dirt from going fuzzy.
Sansâs red eyelights. âwhatever you say, boss.â i love you papyrus
Undyneâs large toothy grin. âThat was ALMOST good enough!â Keep improving, punk!
âHOW CAN I SAVE THEM WHEN I CANâT EVEN KILL A DUMMY?!â
The dirt crunched as the blurring figure approached, going to sharp focus briefly as wet warmth slid down his cheekbones, and Fell bowed his head to hide his shame. His chest constricted. Desperately willing away the specters that haunted his conscience, he stares straight ahead, jaw flexing as he swallows the unseen weight lodged in his throat.
A soft touch at his chin has him flinching away as surely as heâd been dealt a blow, and Fell gave a silent snarl as he glanced up to his counterpart, daring him to show him pity.
There was none on Slimâs face.
His eyelights were bright, and alert, searching his face for something. Whatever it was he found, his expression hardened with resolution.
âfortify yourself, papyrus.â
Fell could still feel every strained bone trembling in his body as he was led back to his feet, the exertion of their training taking its toll on him. Even with his high LV, he wasnât sure that Slimâs instruction wasnât meant to kill him eventually. Every time that Fell missed a vital area on the dummy, a tight pattern of bone attacks came pouring toward him like a torrent of toxic spikes whittling his HP long after theyâd passed through him.Â
Even if he did pass this, there was no guarantee that heâd come back to the violent world he called home before Sans- HIS Sans- pushed him through a strange machine, giving him no chance to face the human before being whisked away to another universe.Â
The very thought made the world waver with accursed water rising in his eye sockets. Stepping back, shaking out of the hold Slim kept on his shoulders, he nearly fled. Those hands caught him again, wrapping around the back of his skull as Slim stepped forward to quietly press a kiss to his left eye socket, and then to his right. Fell gaped at him, but his counterpart merely stared back coolly.
âthere will be another chance. now⌠a g a i n.â
Fell summoned another attack pattern before he realized what he was doing, resuming the training without another word. It was like his despair had been frozen in its tracks.
I know I probably deserved this for asking for a prompt which would inevitably involve angstâbut ouch.
Okay, ordinarily, I would just reblog this, but this is an EXPLICIT NSFW recommendation. However, I love it, and @deck-of-dragons actually gifted it to myself and @alicedragons. So Iâm quite eager to share it with any and all interested parties.
âA sphere of blue magic the size of a golf ball forms and hovers above
his palm, then flattens itself out and elongates into a cylinder form,
unfolding graceful wings with long, fluttering tails. Its antenna
quiver, and its delicate wings flutter in Sansâ palm.â
After reading the latest chapter I knew I just had to draw this scene! Definitely one of my most favorite Sans fan-fictions! Cant wait for the next chapter! â¤Â
Itâs actually impossible to measure how many fucks a corvid give because there is no device sensitive enough to register such a tiny amount.
science/animal side of tumblr⌠explain to me the birb thing
Tail Pulling is a behavior noted in many corvids. The practical application is to create a distraction that will allow the birb to make off with the targetâs food. Imagine being in the lunch room and a large fellow has a Twinkie you covet. You canât just take it from him because heâll defend his Twinkie. But if you thwap him on the back of his neck and then dash around to snag the Twinkie while he investigates, you stand a decent chance of enjoying spongey goodness. This is basically that in birb form.
Except corvids donât only do this as a distraction. Sometimes they seem to just being doing it to mess with other animals/birbs. But to use my lunch room analogy, there are times you might thwap someone sneakily on the back of the neck just for amusement. Primates exhibit behavior that appears to be just be annoying other animals for amusement. Given how intelligent crows are, its not unlikely that this is a manifestation of an innate desire to just fuck with someone else for the fun of it. Such as this from the link above:
THANK YOU FOR THE BIRB KNOWLEDGE
BECAUSE IT IS FUN
This speaks to me on a molecular level.
birbs just wanna have fun
Sorry to hijack a little, but to put it bluntly, corvids are also pretty BALSY. They are more than prepared to harass other huge birds of prey which could deal them a lot of damage. Thereâs plenty of cases of corvids âridingâ other birds as well. Itâs often to harass the larger bird out of the area, but as @red3blog said, they quite often (in laymanâs terms) enjoy fucking shit up for fun.
âWhere the hell is the seatbelt on this thing?â
I mean they deserve a medal for having such huge bird balls imo
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