Who Is This Son Of A Bitch?

Nedzu 🥺

“I… what?” was all Toshinori could think to say, looking to Nezu with deer-in-headlights eyes. Hell, that was all he could think at all, besides perhaps, “Where did that come from?”

Nezu’s teeth gnashed. His tail thrashed. His hold on the nameless rat loosened, and God help him, he did it on purpose. To hell with it: it was the time! “Toshi, you could’ve visited at any time this last month,” Nezu and the nameless rat seethed in sync as he shot to his feet, standing on the seat of that bench. “Could’ve called, could’ve emailed, could’ve even sent a letter, something. You didn’t. My message that Tenko was coming home didn’t even get a simple ‘congratulations!’” Nezu jeered, complete with a sneering smile and mocking jazz hands. “And this week, even though you knew Tenko was with me, I still did not hear a single word from my best friend!”

Toshinori didn’t notice his jaw was slack until he closed it, only to open it again and fail to form a word, closing it once more to try again. He was like a floundering fish in more than just the motions, flailing and failing to get a handle on where the conversation was going or had even come from. “I… I’m sorry I didn’t call, Nezu,” he finally managed to say. “I could have done that much, I admit. A visit, though? You said it yourself: I’m the greatest pro hero the world has ever known. I’m the main reason Japan’s crime rate is less than half the global average.” He leaned away, glanced to the side, avoided Nezu’s angry eyes. He’d seen Nezu angry before, he’d seen Nezu far angrier before, but never at him. He’d had people angry at him before, he’d had people far angrier at him before, but never Nezu. It made him… there was no better word for it: squirm. “Every hour I would be at your place would be an hour I’m not where someone could need me, an hour I could be finding a clue to lead us to All for One.”

“So, what, was your offer to visit Tenko just a moment ago good for less than an hour? ‘Less than half’ that, mayhaps? Ten minutes, in and out, a cup of tea and a quick hello and off you go?” Nezu smarmed, not with charm, but with sarcasm so caustic it could eat through steel.

Toshinori shook his head, raised his hands in a gesture both pleading and placating, still too disoriented to be anything other than bewildered and defensive. “I owe it to the world to save every kid in trouble, Nezu! I need to be a hero to everyone, not just those close to me. You of all people should appreciate the sheer scale-”

“I am well aware of exactly how many millions depend on you,” Nezu found himself snarling, snapping, lashing. He just couldn’t hear another word, couldn’t control the stress, it was all just too much- “It doesn’t matter if it’s for the greater good or their own good, if it comes from ruinous paranoia or, or neurotic nobility; you are still walking the same path of neglect that she did! Laud her intentions all you want, worship the woman until the day you die, but she left him to rot!”

To call Toshinori familiar with hope would be an understatement bordering on an ugly lie. It was his heritage, after all. It was closer to him than his own heart, more familiar than his own name. It would be a mistake to say that he wasn’t familiar with other emotions, though. He knew solitude. He knew shame. He knew doubt. He knew dread. He knew fear.

Anger? Anger was a distant memory. Toshinori had not been angry, All Might had not been angry, for over a decade. Not like he was that moment. What bubbled in his emotional bottle was not righteous anger, not the raging desire to protect people that got him out of bed every day, but an ugly anger, a tainted anger, a hurt anger, viscous and vile, roiling and boiling-

“You take that back.”

—All We Might Have Been, Chapter 5 Art by the lovely @secretgaygenttomura!

Just two awkward teenagers

doodles from today

(Susie x Noelle Holiday, deltarune)

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"If you use em dash in your works, it makes them look AI generated. No real human uses em dash."

Imaging thinking actual human writers are Not Real because they use... professional writing in their works.

Imagine thinking millions of people who have been using em dash way before AI becomes a thing are all robots.

REBLOG IF YOU'RE A HUMAN AND YOU USE EM DASH

Obsessed with this particular brand of out-of-context Bob's Burgers screenshots

My deltarune voice claims / headcanon voices

God DAMN Op I am in love with your takes of the Fun Gang. Susie reminds me of a particular old 90s TV show (Ed,Edd,Eddy/Ren&Stimply/Cown&Chicken), and it fits her very well. I love the little tatters you gave her clothing, making her lack of fitting in to any of the other kids more apparent with rugged and dirty clothes she either can't pay for or doesn't feel worth it to do. Ralsei is just so cute~~!!! It makes me think his hat is somehow casting a deep shadow over his head hence his in-game sprite being black when wearing it (aka your design feels like this but better). His royal garbing atop his robe and his scarf by his side really adds to his prince role, yet you feel an air of closed doors with not being able to see his body at all besides his head and feet, which works with him being a lone prince.

Kris looks so scruffy and his monotone expression within the game just gave off neutral vibes, but her it looks more "resting bitch face" which considering what Kris has gone through feels right. Sagged shoulders, slight bodily lean? Lack of self-confidence right there. All is to say great job Op do continue to draw peak!

THE GAME COMES OUT ON THE 5TH AND MY FINAL EXAM IS ON THE 6TH (WHICH MEANS WE WON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) cant believe i picked up chapter 1 when i was 11 (when it came out) and im 18 now like thats surreal shit!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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