Do You Think The Bad Guys Play Russian Roulette With Each Other?

do you think the bad guys play russian roulette with each other?

in my mind, with how weapons in the undertale universe work, a bullet might not KILL instantly, like it would for a human, but would shave off HP right?

So, with all the LV in that group, theyd all have enough HP to take a hit right? and for the more fanon versions of LV giving you bloodlust and frenzies and spike, do ya think its actually HELP? that the adrenaline of doing it would actually burn them out quicker?

I feel like Killer and Dust would 100% play it together, i think Cross could very easily be manipulated into doing it. i think Horror would think theyre all fucking idiots to put a gun to their damn skulls, and would tell them to shove the damn gun where the sun dont shine everything they ask him. i think Nightmare would just sigh in disappointment.

imagine the one who get the bullet going all loopy, as they bleed and drop like a sack of potatoes. imagine the others laughing at them, doing things with their half conscious body - maybe in a poly situation, licking up the blood and mana that leaks from the wound in joy and bloodlust. imagine them mocking and cackling, and making them look like a fucking idiot until Horror takes the poor victim to bed with a healing item.

imagine them doing it all again the next day.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: poem - Fandom, Poetry - Fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Friend&You Characters: You, Friend - Character Additional Tags: Comfort, Poetry, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Tags May Change, Tags Are Hard, Mentions of Suicide, Short, very short, Drabble, Mentions of crying Summary:

"If I committed suicide, would you go to my funeral?"

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Hetalia (Anime & Manga), Geography (Anthropomorphic), CountryHumans Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: America/Russia (Hetalia), America/Russia (CountryHumans), RusAme - Relationship Characters: America (Hetalia), Russia (Hetalia), America (CountryHumans), Russia (Anthropomorphic), America (Anthropomorphic), Russia (CountryHumans) Additional Tags: Power Play, Knifeplay, Dominance, Submission, Dubious Consent, Extremely Dubious Consent, Kissing, Boys Kissing, French Kissing, Russia, Handcuffs, Protection, Lube, Bottom Russia (Hetalia), Top America (Hetalia), RusAme, America, Rough Sex, CountryHumans - Freeform, Smut, My First Smut, Porn, Porn with Feelings, Porn With Plot, How Do I Tag, I'm Bad At Tagging, Tags May Change, Tags Are Hard, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Mild S&M, Foreplay, Aftercare, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Play, Eventual Fluff, Eventual Romance, Eventual Happy Ending Summary:

Russia, left without shelter, goes to America to find refuge from the bitter cold. America offers help and a warm home, for a price.

player!killer and anomaly!dust

since these ideas have been invading my brain lately, i feel like i need to ramble about the toxic (doomed) kist potential they have.

imagine the game world of dusttale trying to correct itself ever since the anomaly/virus that is killer entered it. so things in the world start to glitch and don't make sense. a character repeats their lines over and over without stopping. shortcuts stop working properly. character stats inexplicably get messed up. goners start appearing to warn dust and killer about the end of the world. it's nearing its doomed timeline trajectory, and yet dust will not give up trying to salvage his universe. in his mind, there's one surefire way to get everything back to normal: exterminate the virus that is killer.

dust and killer (and the goners and the almagamates) are not affected by the glitches because they are anomalies, glitches detached from the world already. to killer, this means enlightenment and freedom. he doesn't understand dust's attachment to the underground, his dogmatic beliefs about justice and the greater good for the monsters. doesn't dust want to ascend to be something "real", rather than the npcs that the rest of the monsters are? doesn't he want to escape from the control of the player? why would he want to obey to the whims of a dying, boring, constricting world anyway? if dust can't see it, then killer will make him see.

the thing is, dust is a difficult monster to persuade. sure, killer can kill him again and again (chances are 50/50 on who will win anyway). but dust always bounces back, more vindicated in his retaliation and belief that killer needs to be gone. the thing is, when you want to break someone down, you need to be the thing they fear the most. killer is already that, isn't he? he's a future of a sans, of dust's own past. this is what dust could have become. killer is what dust has become - a sans doing the work of the no-mercy player.

"aren't you bored of doing the same thing over and over again? aren't you crazy from repeating all these useless cycles only to reach the same conclusion again and again?... oh wait, you already are!"

and dust - what can he say to all that? is it true? is it not? who cares - the only satisfaction he can have is wiping that smirk off that face. killer knows intimately beings like dust - not only because they were the same person at some point, but also because dust is a control freak with a savior complex as well as survivor's guilt. deep down inside, dust cannot fathom losing. he has poured too much, sacrificed too much, to get this far. and he won't stop - not until he reaches his happy ending, which will never come. so he'll forever be stuck down here, repeating his worst nightmares again and again in a hell of his own making.

the only variable in dust's life is killer. gradually, dust treats killing other monsters as a job - an important yet thankless job that someone has to do. the only kill in which he feels something is of his brother... and killer. with killer, dust is filled with something - maybe it's joy, maybe it's hate, it's hard to tell when apathy is his usual state.

and the thing is, the opposite of love isn't hate. it's the lack of love - it's apathy. he feels something for killer - an attachment, an obsession, a possessiveness. "only i get to kill him", "he's my kill", that's what dust thinks. he rationalizes that thinking of course - killer reminds of him too much of himself, the person he hates the most. but there's that fear every time he kills killer - fear that killer will never come back, leaving dust with his empty broken world and voices in his head. and he fears killer will know it, somehow.

for killer, it's always a game to see who's the winner and who's the loser. it's a struggle for control, with the controller and the controlled. and with the player gone, dust should belong to him now. an eternal playmate, after everyone else has disappeared from his life. and like, it's totally therapeutic to beat up and mess with the guy who reminds you of yourself, right? totally not a self-esteem issue waiting to be explored or anything at all. it's funny how much they match. "look, we both wear red!" exclaims killer as he points to his own red soul and dust's red iris. determination pulls them together, and determination will break one of them in the end, and it's not going to be him. he'll persevere once this world rots away, while dust will be trapped by his own volition.

maybe, just maybe, he'll whisk dust away once the end comes. and they'll find another playground to re-enact their play again. killer will take and take and take, until all they are is dust.

Oh, I will ruin you It's a habit - I can't help it

I will only break your pretty things I will only wring you dry of everything And if you're fine with that If you're fine with that

tired: mermaids are all women

wired: much like elves, merfolk are mistaken by sailors for being all women because they have long hair and are very pretty