
i love my alpha bitches
p. 001583-001584:
“Believe it or not, this attack presages the moment when Rose does the exact same thing to Guy Fieri as a fifty-something-year-old woman in an alternate universe.”
holy shit, so alpha rose and dave lived to their fifties?
I mean it makes sense since it would have taken a couple decades for the world to get to such a state after 11/11/11, but I think the fandom (and myself tbh) always assumed they weren’t much older than mom and bro
Its 1 am and all i can think about is the way they coil together away from the horrors suffocating them at every angle – how their bodies fit together like puzzle pieces, how when her fingers twist tight with his they are no longer afraid of a death that is inevitable and encroaching
Ok but his fingers stained grey from the ash clinging to her skin and hes sobbing and laughing and smiling a watery desperate smile (because all hope is lost) as he clings to her – her toes barely dragging the floor, floating above him, gnashed apart with tentacles that smell like seawater and blood
She is Lost to Grief and he wants to be lost with her, to crawl inside the icy (drowned) grey of her skin, to drown himself in the ink dripping from her lips, to sink sink sink until maybe they both rise back up on the other side, safe in the sun, free from their pasts and the corpses at their feet

You ask me right now
why I never did tell
anyone about your evening with me,
I don’t know, hell…
Some secrets are just things that you keep.

i remembered i drew this a long while ago
headcanon for post-scratch rose: her hair was really long for most of her childhood/teenage years

Hey
Let’s hang out sometime once this ends
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Saw one of this somewhere for Dave/Jade wanted to do one for these babies as well UuU