#halfapersob

PERSOB. I TRIED SO HARD. I TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIED

*foaming at the mouth

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA *RUNNING AROUND SCREAMING

I LOVE ITNSOMUCH

LIKE, WORDS, I want to burn The words into my memory and freak everyone out by reciting it like I'm possessed

YEEEEEEEEES

So, cleo butch and false femme?

*notebook/sketchbook in hand

True as in, what the actual heck why is there a tree on your house.

(True, for more clarification, as in, in the authors notes some ao3 authors are like, sorry I haven't updated in q while, I got shot into space for like 2 weeks and then my house grew legs and walked away)

[I'm not saying that you weren't a true author before because your writing is absolutly amazing, please understand what I mean with this ask]

Yaay pc working again, sending you happy thoughts about jellie, think about jellie, the most wonderfullest cat there ever was.

Lololol that was actually a joke the vault made BEFORE the tree fell - that i should update in a tornado. And then the tree fell and hwell - hilariously this is my second claim to this status as i have also updated a previous fic directly post-surgery before bc i 'had to get it out' it was nigh incoherent. God bless

As a bonus - here is the Actualy Honest To God Tree on my House.

11. "They shouldn't treat you like that."

“They shouldn’t treat you like that,” Scar said, swaying lightly with the ship in the nighttime sea. His arms were crossed in front of himself and one eye was shut as he scrutinized Mumbo, who wouldn’t look at him.

“It’s fine,” the other man said simply. “They get the job done regardless.”

“You are their captain, Mumbo Jumbo. Not some poor teenager made to mop a deck on a Navy boat.” Scar took a step and then another toward Mumbo, cornering him against some barrels on the deck. He reached out and smoothed the lapels of Mumbo’s coat. “I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a crew so…rowdy with their captain before.”

 “It’s fine, they listen to Iskall-“

“Who is the right hand, yes, but not the captain. They need to listen to you.”

Mumbo groaned, very much not wanting to have this conversation, it seemed. He leaned his forehead into Scar’s and pressed his eyes shut, quiet as Scar scrutinized him again from this up close angle.

“Can we…talk about this in the morning?” he asked softly.

Scar hummed and said, “Do you agree we’ll actually talk about it?”

Mumbo made a noncommittal noise and leaned to press a kiss to Scar’s mouth as way of answer, taking in a deep breath.

“Mumbo.”

PORTAL AU

*grabs pencil

So, *still internally screaming, sogoood

Do Mumbo and ScaR have, wait... can it even be called skin?, but is their skin (?) Kinda like glados' in all thar fannart you reblogged or does it look like human skin, and (I'm sorry if these details were in the fic and I missed them) what color are scar and grians eyes

And like, how much taller are scar and mumbo compared to grian?

You and Chel are so talented and amazing, and and and and like, AAAAAAKSKDKFJSLAKDJBRKS

Your guy's writing is amazing

I just, I'm dying, it's its mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

AAAAAAA thank u!!! So - yeah, its like how a lot of people draw android glados and wheatley where they've got like metal paneling covering their bodies! Scar has one yellow eye and one. Uh. Whatever color scars eyes are normally in fanart am I going insane what color are scar's eyes. But the one yellow eye is like, inset in his own panel [as is often done with glados and wheatley fanart]. I should mention that we'll get to more description with him for the next ch but he's got artifical cracks and 'scars' in the paneling that makes up his skin along with real ones from falling without longfall boots. He asks mumbo to include them because they were a part of his old construct and he's 'gotta complete the look'. Grian's eyes are simply dark brown and hes got a lil manbun [all hail @made-nondescript grian w a manbun].

I imagine grian to be about 5'5[165.1 cm] and Scar to be 6'0[182.8 cm] while Mumbo is 6'2[188 cm]. Im pretty sure that's roughly their irl heights but also its just. Accurate to how they are as characters.