curlicuecal:

chuchacz:

“You’re my Bro,” Seb says, in a voice that indicates that he’s stating the obvious and he doesn’t know why you’re being so dim.

…Welp. You could argue with him some more. You could argue with him
a lot more. But underneath that technical truth is the creeping
realization that nothing you could say to him is going to have the
slightest success budging him from this point. The thought feels a bit
like zero gravity. The contents of your abdomen are definitely not all
in the right places.[…]

Seb follows your second direction and gets around to the first one when you nudge him a few times. With your foot.

“…Bro Strider, huh.” Seb’s a weird little kid. You
guess it wouldn’t hurt to humor him. If it makes him happy. “It seems
you have selected another functional descriptor. Are you certain this
isn’t an elaborate prank designed to label me with the abbreviation
‘BS’? Are you attempting to convey something, li’l bro? Do you not
find that every word from these lips to be wisdom distilled to nigh on
godly levels?”

You duck your head aside as a forkful of potato flies
past. “Just because you throw your food on the ground doesn’t mean you
don’t have to eat it.”

The General interjects something, leaning his chin on
one point-fingered hand. Kankri translates without prompting. “He
says that it is appropriate for your descriptor to change as your
function does.”

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cyber!bunny apocalypse ` verse

written by curlicuecal

Im just so happy with this scene, AR gets his descriptor from Seb& his function in the story is clear. As long as he has his little bro he is Bro and that`s that 🙂

*wolf sighs happily&sips her tea*

Eeeeeeeeeeee. Look at AR hanging onto him all “ohmigod kid, stop trying to give your food away and eat already.’ socute.

I can’t deal with how precious these drawings are.