Soren_draws

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The next few hours were nothing but grueling for Ranboo. Not only were their insides being torn apart, they were alive.

They didn’t want this. He didn’t want a second chance, he wanted death. That was all he wanted.

The begging, the bright lights, the coppery taste of blood, the feeling of his brain matter oozing from their head… he remembered all of it, and it weighed heavy on him. Though barely conscious, there was one thought that persisted through the haze of his mind.

“I should be dead.”

The sense of dread that emanated from Ranboo was crushing, you could feel it in the room. At least Simon could, Grace was pacing back and forth anxiously as he kept an eye on the heart monitor.

“I- I just don’t know how this is possible. I mean- wires! There are so many wires!! How did that even happen?!” He exclaimed.

“We haven’t examined him for any indicators, and we still don’t know what to do with the organ damage they caused.” Simon added. “I’m assuming those didn’t get there on their own.”

Grace exhaled, pinching the bridge of his nose. “You can say that again. How does all of this even happen to a kid? He probably hasn’t even finished college.” He thought for a moment. “No. Assuming he’s 17, he hasn’t even started yet.”

Simon let out a heavy sigh, looking back at the piece of paper that he found in the kids coat pocket after they fell unconscious.

“RaNboO”

The paper was crinkled and letters were messy, almost rushed.

“At least they’re stable.” He muttered as he set it aside. The heart monitor continued to beep, but it almost began to.. mock them.

The sound of oxygen depleting.

The sound of an inevitable launch.

It was mocking them.

He’s one of yours now.

(I’m gonna start using the “pilp” tag, which stands for “project ironloss propaganda.” That’s what I’m naming this.)

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human rocky and adrian and the strays they picked up (yes thats simon the cat)

When your bestie gonna die if you don’t come back for him

I have an OC, Oxalis, who uses they/them

They’re not human (they’re Eridian, for my PHM fans) - and do not have an ASAB - but that’s what they use in human languages

And idk some of the terms. What do they call niece/nephews that also use they/them? What do those niece/nephews call them? What terms can they use for their parents (also no gender)?

With this kind of stuff, I don't think there's a single term that everybody agrees upon because it's kind of a case by case thing

for niece/nephew i've heard the term nibling used a bit but not a whole lot of people like that one,another one i've heard is you could also derive it from "Mx." to make "nix." or stuff like that

They’re the only meals that had ‘uncooked’ fruits and veg inside. While Stratt (canonically) shelled out to get them amazing tasting food, it’s still space food. But he hopes.

They, and a few saved beans and seeds from a handful of other meals, sit in a nice insulated lockbox tucked behind one of Rocky’s expanded Xenonite tunnels. He didn’t want the temptation.

But he’s not the one tempted. Rocky knows it is necessary. He hates it the way he hates Stratt. It is necessary, but it is hurting Grace and he hates it.

How easy it would be to remove the Xenonite. To guide Grace over just before bed, or right when he wakes up. When Grace can’t quite think, and is too tired and hungry and in pain to do anything unless Rocky makes him, and tell him to eat. To have his friend back for a few short hours, a day.