* THE BAD GUY!

" DAD WILL MAKE ME SON OF THE MONTH !! "

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i tranferred lancer!! he’s now on my multimuse @intentosolenne​!!

[badguiisms]

i tranferred lancer!! he’s now on my multimuse @intentosolenne​!!

[badguiisms]

TOUGH SHELL .

bruised knuckles. bloody noses. eye-rolling. empty bottles. messy hair. sarcasm. lip biting. unwashed jeans. coffee breath. loud music. broken neon signs. chipped nail polish. leather jackets. always wearing headphones. swearing. sneaking out at 3am. dark lipstick. frown creases. burning cigarettes. plaid shirts. under-eye circles. dark colors.

SOFT INSIDE .

honey tea. flower crowns. giggling. blowing kisses. dancing without worries. white lace. soft textures. fluffy throw pillows. using too many heart emojis. empathy. constant daydreaming. handwritten letters. fairy lights. bullet journals. designated driver. warm hugs. garden picnics. quiet. smile lines. optimism. flowy clothes. pastel colors.

tagged by: i stole it. >:) tagging: @rudebcster​ and YOU... PERPETUATE CRIME.....

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MORE UNDERTALE STARTERS.  accepting! @the-lost-adventurer-plum​ exclaimed: “I can’t remember the last time I saw a fresh face around here.”

✦ * .   ♠  ;   lancer’s face lights up with the widest of smiles, as he’s somehow proud to be a new face in a place where apparently not that many strangers go - and knowing him, he probably actually is.

« HAH! now i will be buried in your memory as someone new who entered your life after so long! you will never forget about me!! » he exclaims, hands on the hips and overly joyous. father told him that a true bad guy makes others remember him - so he’s doing his job right, right?? « and... and about that!! »

he remains silent for a moment, his smile getting a little forced as he looks mentally for a way to make the question he has in his mind without ruining everything. and failing. his hand raises, pointing at the other in a vague attempt to seem intimidating ( he really is not ), and he exclaims:

           « ... where exactly is HERE? »

[memeingovermemes]

My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.

Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!

[badguiisms]

NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH.  i’m late but accepting! anonymous inquired: ✘ do you love your dad?  »  1 / 10

✦ * .   ♠  ;   « of course i love father!! »

there is no trace of hesitation as he replies, fists rising into the air in a somewhat offended gesture. someone dared to question is love and loyalty to his father!...                         h-he hopes they won’t tell father. in all honesty, he might get the more offended.

it’s after a couple of seconds that his hands lower, one going for the visage as he takes a thoughtful, and... a little sad expression. now he’s hesitating, taking a moment before adding something to his answer.

« well.. sometimes i don’t love him that much... when he screams at me or... » he stops for a second, looking sideways. it’s like he’s making sure his father isn’t around, and is not listening. when he returns to speak, he leaves the sentence incomplete.

« i love father, he’s... well... my father. how can i not love him regardless?                  just... not always. it’s... it’s not a bad thing, right? »

another moment of pause. he murmurs something to himself more than you, but you can still hear it, a low, thoughtful: « sometimes i wonder if he loves me, though... »

[badguiisms]

as i told on the hub blog some days ago, worry not! i will answer to stuff here, i’m just taking a moment because i accumulated some drafts and inbox messages. a lot of the things i’m answering to are saved in the drafts, and as soon as i’ll feel comfortable i’ll begin post them / put them in the queue! thank you for being patient, soon you’ll have back your daily dose of bad guy isms~

[casrp]

i think people will need to hear this, so little psa - you can also reblog this, if you wish!

i’m seeing a whole lot of negativity going on my dashboard lately: people treating others badly or treating themselves badly, people nervous, people sad, people tired. and i want to tell you, it’s perfectly normal to feel like this. probably not many realized this, but in these times, we’re living the same levels of stress that we’d live it there was a war out there, and not a virus. we’re living in the same situation of stress, and uncertainty for the future, and it is difficult. the world is different. even here in italy, where phase 2 has begun and quarantine is basically over, i can still feel the stress and difficulty of these times, because we’ll have to act differently until the situation is over, exactly like in war. i miss my friends, too. i miss my girlfriend. i miss meeting up with them. i miss human contact, heck, i even miss taking the bus, which is something that often caused me anxiety!

what i’m trying to say here, is that it’s normal to feel weirdly, badly, sad, and all that jazz, because we’re living the same stress that people during world war would feel - and exactly for that, please, treat yourself more kindly. don’t call yourself a stupid if you can’t do something for one or more days, don’t feel bad if sometimes it’s hard to get up and work. sometimes i have problems even standing up from my bed, but it’s okay. we fight everyday against a world filled with bad things, but also good things, and lately the fight has become harder. it’s one of those times when the world changes, uncaring if you want it or not, and standing up can be difficult - but i assure you. you will do this.

be kinder to yourself. be more forgiving of yourself, because lately you need it. if you receive bad messages or straight up hate, delete it and ignore it. you and your mental health come before those messages. if you can’t write despite you said that you would have done it, don’t pressure yourself. do something else, listen to some music, watch tv series… in a world, relax. discover new things. play videogames. be kind. to yourself and others.

people tend to forget to be kind to ourselves, but now more than ever, we all need to be kinder, to others, and to ourselves.

[memeingovermemes]

My muse has to tell nothing but the truth for 10 asks.

Ask them funny questions, get personal, query about the people around them or pester them for their deepest darkest secrets - go wild! Include ✘ with the asks!

[badguiisms]

EVEN MORE UNDERTALE STARTERS .   accepting! @voiceintheradio​ sent  »  “I am not interested in being killed. Thank you very much.” (from flower frisk if it's okay?)

✦ * .   ♠  ;   « HAH! puh-lease, didn’t you hear me? » one of the hands on the bike’s handlebars rises up, index finger pointing at the sky in his usual, tested in front of a mirror million times, evil pose. needless to say, it is all accompanied by the wide smile that pretty much always adorns his visage.

« i’m the bad guy!! i’m FAR more creative than that! »

        is it an excuse to hide the fact that he isn’t really good with the killing thing?         even if father would be proud of him if he learnt to?                                                                                                                  ... well, maybe.

[badguiisms]

random positivity time before i take a break and then move to flowey’s blog!! i feel so freaking lucky to have the chance to write with such amazing people like all of you!! you’re all so talented, and write all so well, each in their own style and way! you guys are just. so fffffreaking COOL.                KEEP BEING AMAZING!!

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jcvilism‌.

Oh, the tension in the air, it was so thick that he could almost TASTE it… and it tasted good. To say that the clown was expecting the arrival of anyone was, of course, not the case. Secluded away from others for so long with very few knowing of your existence would do that to the expectancy of company.

However, his attention was snagged when he heard the echo of footsteps coming down to join him in his dark abyss of a prison. Normally, he wouldn’t pay much mind and stick to what the game wanted, but no… this was different. There weren’t the three gaits he knew of that echoed… No, it was only one. His curiosity was caught and brought to full attention.

Ah, the prince! What fun change of pace this was going to be… Such a naive little boy. Who knows, maybe he might be able to get under his skin. For now, he’ll play the poor old fool.

— “ UEE HEE, MERELY ENJOYING MY WELL SOUGHT FREEDOM, OH PRINCE. I’VE BEEN HERE FOREVER, AND YET NEVER HAVE BEEN HERE. ”

He cackles, hands grasping upon the bars of his door as he looks out at him with glowing yellow pupils that pierce the darkness. Oh, how fun this already was, and they only just begun!

— “ BUT WHAT IS TIME BUT ANOTHER CAPTOR? ANOTHER WARDEN TO EVADE, EVADE? NO, MY FRIEND, TIME DOES NOT PASS HERE, NOR SHALL IT… IF I HAVE ANY SAY… AND I DO! UEE HEE HEE!~ ” 

✦ * .   ♠  ;   the confusion is evident on the kid’s face, so strong to almost overcome his fear. and confusion is dangerous, when the mind has the vice of curiosity and is so willing to try to understand. and a child’s mind even more. it can already be seen, as despite the locked creature grasps on the bars of the cell, lancer gets closer. curious to see better who has been hidden away in the shadows, whose those eyes belonged to.

oh, he has so many questions... where can he even start? which words should he even use? that creature uses words in such a weird manner, to make him unsure if he knows how to build a sentence in the right way.

« what... what do you mean with freedom? » he eventually decides to ask first, probably not giving enough weight to the fact that the other seems to know who he is. after all, he’s the prince! who wouldn’t know him? everyone, of course, is aware of who he is! « you’re locked up, you... you’re not free. i am the one free. »                                                    he... thinks.

        « y... you talk weirdly. i can’t understand you. »

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rudebcster‌.

@badguiisms​ said ► « no! that’s not JUST it. i… i… i’m doing this because i care about you, susie! »

      UNDERTALE STARTERS ► accepting

“ * 𝐬𝐡𝐮𝐭 𝐮𝐩. ”

teeth grit in a forced ferocious smile. muscles tense, she hears the wood of the handle creek silently under her tightened grasp.

it hurt. it hurt so much. and her heart bled, oh, it bled. so much it bled.                                         for this was a realization, again, that the world was RIGHT.

                         WHO WOULD LOVE SOMEBODY LIKE HER.               WHO WOULD BE FRIENDS WITH SOMEBODY LIKE HER.

“ * 𝐒𝐇𝐔𝐓 𝐔𝐏 !! ” her grin widens as she laughs.

“ * get the fuck up. and 𝐅𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓. ”

“ * 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐀 𝐃𝐈𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄, ‘𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐀 𝐌𝐘 𝐖𝐀𝐘. ”

✦ * .   ♠  ;   he winces, shivers running down his spine. susie’s voice - her laugh between the words pronounced with such a rage -, it... hurts, to hear. especially after they got so close, despite the little time they shared together. they became friends - maybe even more, they became brother and sister -, and now...

                      now he’s                                   ruining                                           everything.                                                                                                           to protect her...

in the way she acts, in the way she talks, lancer quickly comes to the realization that he probably won’t be able to explain himself. that... he won’t have the time to do so. but even if he did, would susie listen? they don’t know each other so well to be aware of each other’s secrets, but the kid understood that the purple creature acts first, and thinks later, maybe. something that he immediately adored of her, and wanted to learn how to do... but that now he also sees the negative side.

         she wouldn’t accept what he’s trying to do.                      she’s not accepting it now. not even explaining would change that.

        but if words can’t change things, maybe... maybe fighting will...?

« i... » trembling, lancer pushes himself up, standing once again in front of susie. in the way between her and him. he feels so close to cry, tears already forming in the dark under his hoodie; but the kid sniffs, holding them back. he’s not going to cry. he can’t cry now.                          « ... i-i’m not moving. »

spade pallets appear behind him, trembling as they get in position. lancer swallows nervously, his hand rising to point as susie, and his magic tilts slightly to follow his aim.

                 « ... g-get back in the cell, susie.                                                                          p... please...! »

and with those words, suddenly, the projectiles start moving rapidly in her direction.

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handspoken‌.

@badguiisms​ said he was the king.

     * AH. IS THAT SO? / YOU ARE HIS HIGHNESS?

   the man was a visitor, to say the least. to say anymore was only confusing - but the Dark World was certainly a treat to trek through as he wandered the halls of the castle and came across the young Darkner. the man leans down to look the other in the eye, a sly smile on his face.

    * LITTLE KING, YOUR REALM IS INCREDIBLE.     * NOT LIKE MINE. NOT LIKE HOME.

✦ * .   ♠  ;   oh, it was the most peculiar of meetings, that one. despite his new obligations, lancer often leaves the throne room to simply walk around a bit - he’s not used to sit on the throne for so long, or sitting in general -, even though he rarely goes out of the castle, because he is a little responsible, at least.                          ... plus, others in the castle rarely let him unguarded enough to sneak out.

it isn’t rare for lancer, in these moments, to meet visitors from outside wanting to talk or simply passing by - the castle is much more open now than it was before -; but when the kid found himself in front of that creature, he knew immediately that it was... different. he wasn’t really sure of how he could know, or... perceive? maybe?, but the sensation was immediately that. and for some reason, he didn’t really feel scared by that.

        he just stood there, and they began to talk. simple as that.

« yeah! » he exclaims proudly at the question, his hands on the hips. admittedly, there isn’t much on his person that can make people understand that he is the king - not even the crown, that he feels way too heavy on the head. the other has to believe him, but that seems like an obstacle already surpassed. « father was dethroned, and now i took his place! and i’m doing a much better job than him, let me tell ya! »

                                                                         ahh, modesty. runs in the family.

lancer smiles at the following words, even prouder of himself - and they also make him incredibly curious when the other creature’s home is named.

« well, thank you! it is pretty cool! » he answers, puffing his chest just a little bit. « but i’m sure your realm is just as cool! home is always cool!                                                                                    how is it? where are you from? »

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orangcbones‌.

“THAT’S GOOD! IT’S GOOD FOR YOUR BONES AND YOUR HEALTH, AND A GREAT WAY TO WAKE UP ALL OF YOUR BODY SLOWLY AND PEACEFULLY! AND AFTER THAT, DON’T FORGET A GOOD BREAKFAST TOO!”

Papyrus even nods, crossing his arms in a quite sure, calm expression as the kid took all the time he needed to think about a proper response to his incredibly good life tips… just to be reminded why they were talking in the first place! The battle! Of course! That’s what a Royal Guard should do, when a bad guy is around! Certainly Undyne would’ve jumped into actions already, if she was there!

“OHO, INDEED WE SHOULD!  BUT I CAN’T SAY I KNOW WHAT YOU DID. YOU JUST CAME HERE TELLING ME YOU’RE THE BAD GUY - AND I DO NOT UNDERSTIMATE THE CLEAR WEIGHT OF YOUR WORDS, OF COURSE! -, BUT I DO NOT HAVE A PROOF, SO. WOULD YOU LIKE TO TELL ME HOW BAD WE’RE TALKING? SHOULD I PREEMPTIVELY PREPARE A SPECIAL ATTACK?”

✦ * .   ♠  ;   fingers snap. « breakfast! » he repeats, as it is somehow an incredible revelation. his hands go on the hips, as he proudly says: « i have breakfast every morning! a lot of it! but i never thought that it is this important - i will make an even greater breakfast every morning then! a very evil breakfast! »

and there he goes, nodding as well, before getting lost in the thoughts that eventually bring them to change the subject. lancer’s smile, already wide, gets even wider as he gets confirmation that they indeed should be fighting, and he begins jumping in place - partially for the warm up, partially because he’s getting excited! a-ha, he’ll make him see how strong and evil he is!!

                   but first, he is asked to explain his evilness. lancer stops, hands joining together as he realizes that of course the other is right! he didn’t bring any proof with him, and his name is still unknown! how couldn’t he think about it before?!

« WEEEEELL~ »                                oh boy here we go.                                                              « i have done MANY THINGS! first of all, i am the son of the most evil of people! father is a king, and he controls everything! and i, as his son, will control everything after him, just like he does! and-and-and i have a bike, and since i can’t have a motorcycle i set it on fire, and everyone is really afraid of it when they see it! also i... uhm... stole biscuits! yeah! from a stall! the lady behind it gave some to me and i ran away and didn’t pay! haha, isn’t that evil?! »

his hand rises, index finger pointing right at the skeleton! « you absolutely should prepare a special attack, buddy!! » he exclaims proudly. « because you have in front of you the bad guy, that in the future will become the baddest guy of all!! »

[badguiisms]

i will be eating lunch very soon, but then! it’s the bad guy time.

[lostsave]

howdy! it’s me, flowey castiel, with a new little blog! are you interested in having a new best friend? then you definitely want a flowey from undertale in your life! the about is still missing, but it will arrive as soon as possible. like and/or reblog this post to show him your interest! also, this is a sideblog! i will follow from castielrphub!