starry-are-the-heavens:

Star let himself continue to laugh. “Oh thank goodness…for a second I thought you picked these out.” he said, pulling out….oh wow, that-this sweater had a colored pattern and also a picture of a real cat printed on it.

….This honestly reminded him of the trash bag dress his brother had given him that he couldn’t bring himself to throw away. “It was a sweet effort on his part, but I can see why you don’t wear most of these.”

Star folded up that monstrosity and put it back, selecting one of the plainer ones. He supposed Christmas was going to be coming around in the near future, so he also swiped one of the gaudy Christmas sweaters since Ivan had such a surplus of them.

"Oh, heavens, no…" Ivan couldn’t help but chuckle a little sheepishly. He knew his fashion sense wasn’t exactly amazing, but he didn’t think he gave off the impression he’d consciously pick out clothes like these… “Percy thinks I like wearing ugly things, so he stole the ugliest things he could find. I suppose his heart was in the right place.”

His smile went a little bit sad at the reminder of why they’d been looking through his clothes, but he wasn’t feeling quite as bad as he’d felt earlier, at least. “You’d like those ones, then?”

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star actually giggled, pulling out of the hug “Well I would hope so, it would be strange if you hadn’t. Especially with all the fooling around we’ve been doing in your bed.”

That was a embarrassing  to say out loud and Star’s cheeks turned a little red as he turned his attention to Ivan’s sweaters. He’d opened his mouth to answer Ivan when his eyes were struck with the ugliest patterns and things he’d ever seen on a winter garment. Those that weren’t all one color seemed best described as busy, bright, seasonal, completely awful or some combination of the four. And he couldn’t help the snicker that escaped him before he covered his mouth. Human Christ, he hadn’t seen Ivan wear most of these before. Where did he get them??

"Er- yes, I, ah, suppose that’s true…" Ivan said with a bit of a sheepish chuckle, his own cheeks reddening just a tad. They reddened even worse at Star’s reaction to his rather… dowdy collection of jumpers. "Percy stole most of these for me," he said just a little hastily, but he couldn’t help but smile at how amused Star seemed. "Some of them aren’t so bad, but I don’t really wear the majority of them, heh…"

slashman054:

searchingforaction replied to your post:LICK YOUR BALLS WHILE YOU STILL CAN, PUSS, I’M COMING TO FUCKIN’ BLOW THEM OFF!!

I’M GONNA MURDER YOU SO HARD YOU’LL DIE

I’m not worried about it, you ass! Maybe this will finally teach you a fucking lesson!

But then again, your robotic brain up there is as small as your dick, soooo…. no hope for you, mrrrw!

KEEP TALKIN’, PUSS, YOU’RE GONNA BE SHITTING EXPLOSIONS WHEN I’M THROUGH WITH YOU!!

AND FOR YOUR INFORMATION MY DICK IS NOT SMALL SO FUCK OFF

starry-are-the-heavens:

"No, I know."  he sniffled a few times, a little proud of himself that he could slowly stop crying. "I know.." he repeated less shakily, wiping some liquid from his face with the palm of his hand. Ivan’s affections certainly helped; it seemed he’d figured out just how to handle Star when he was like this.

"I didn’t make this decision lightly, hon, but it’s not like we can’t see eachother anymore." Even as Star said that, he knew damn well it still wouldn’t be the same. Ivan was gonna be staying by himself again and and he was going to be laid out on Ring’s couch. Which, telling anyone where he lived was a bad idea, so he couldn’t bring Ivan home. Ah, yes; this would be the second time he’d been forced to get used to calling a new place home.

"Mm, that’s true…" He wasn’t entirely sure how it’d work, but he let it raise his hopes a little all the same. Maybe if they wore disguises they could meet up in the city at some point. It wasn’t like Ivan was really identifiable as a DWN, after all - the humans still knew him as a two-headed ‘bot. "I just got used to having you around, I guess."

With a bit of a sad smile, he turned his head to look back at the drawers he’d been starting to look through. “…Do you, ah… would you like to pick out a jumper yourself…?”

flowerfancier:

Aw oh oh no Chuchu it’s okay, she can be fixed…! But after you blow the head off of Slash.

…SLASH IS THE ONE WHO HURT MY BABY??

OH MY MAKER I SHOULD HAVE FUCKING KNOWN

I’M GONNA NEUTER THAT FUCKIN’ PUSS

flowerfancier replied to your post:WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED MY BUSH

Is it bad?

THEY CUT HER UP SO IT LOOKS LIKE SHE’S FLIPPING ME OFF!!

WHO WOULD HURT MY BABY LIKE THAT

WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THAT

magnet-man replied to your post:WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED MY BUSH

I don’t know anyone who would want to touch you. Let alone your ‘bush.’ Goodness are you crass.

WAS IT YOU

DID YOU HURT MY BABY

WHO THE FUCK TOUCHED MY BUSH

 

…………….

starry-are-the-heavens:

Star felt touched and his lip started trembling again. Calmly as he could, he followed Ivan and hugged him from behind. “I’m gonna miss you too.” Star murmured in a strained voice, snuggling into Ivan’s back and probably getting it a little wet with his tears.

It wasn’t like Ivan hadn’t seen him a sobbing mess before, but Star would try to avoid it getting that out of hand tonight. He still had things to do, he couldn’t turn this into a comfort party. He still needed to contact Ring and make the arrangements to actually leave.

Ouch, right in the core. With the slightest of sighs, Ivan put his jumper retrieval on hold to turn around and gently hug Star, lightly petting at his back. “I wish you could stay, I really do.” he said, forgetting he’d told himself he wasn’t going to make Star feel guilty about his decision, even if inadvertently. “This whole “banishment” thing has gone on for far longer than it has any right to… I don’t blame you for wanting to go somewhere you’ll feel more welcome. Maker knows the thought’s crossed my mind on more than one occasion.”

>Percy I will kill you if I see you. Next time. This time you're off the hook but NEXT TIME...

>THAT’S OKAY, YOU’RE OLD SO YOU’LL FORGET ABOUT IT SOON

>THANKS FOR THE UNDERSTANDING THOUGH!!

dwn049freezeman:

… WE’RE ROBOTS! WE DON’T GET TO CHOOSE WHAT WE’RE CONSTRUCTED AS!

…OH, RIGHT, YEAH

GUESS YOU’RE JUST SHIT OUTTA LUCK IN THAT CASE, MAN

BUT HEY, I HEAR MY BRO FROST IS ALWAYS WILLING TO SHARE HIS FREEZER!!

dwn049freezeman:

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DUDE! I am a bot who can’t take high temperatures! We live on a tropical island! MY ROOM WAS CLIMATE CONTROLLED!!!

WELL LIVE IN THE FRIDGE OR SOMETHING TEMPORARILY THEN?? SHOULD’VE THOUGHT OF THAT BEFORE YOU DECIDED TO BE AN ICE ‘BOT, MAN

Maker DAMNIT, percy! WHY!?

WHY??

WHY NOT

dwn009:

Oh! He did? 

Well I was never really good at paying attention to who was where…

Beside the point stop blowing up our home!

COULD YOU REPEAT THAT?? I GOT DISTRACTED BY EXPLOSIONS