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> here comes NAPSTABLOOK – who, ( despite everything, ) is the same as always
indie semi-selective rp blog for robot!napstablook
- multi-ship - 8-ish + years of rp experience - multiverse, OC, and AU friendly - sporadic activity
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(( ok I’m slowly getting back to my threads!! I’ll finish up the ones in my draft first, then see if I have enough spoons tomorrow to do a starter call or not... it’s been awhile, after all! ))
(( sorry again to everyone who had been waiting... life is extremely good at beating me up. but!!!!! good news! I’ve finally graduated from college! crazy shit! ))
(( now I just... need to get a job.... somebody please hire me ))
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“ Really? You could have fooled me! ” Nic teased, sticking his tongue out at him. This was probably the best rapport they’ve ever built up! It made him feel a little bit bad that he had been so resistant to becoming friends with him, even if he had plenty of reason to. It had taken a long time to get over crushed dreams and the nickname.
If someone told him a year ago that he would be trading jokes and getting dinner together with Napstaton? Nic would have laughed in their face and complained that he didn’t even have time to consider those things.
Now, though…things were different now. It was kind of pleasant, actually. There was a part of him that was still waiting for the other shoe to drop, waiting for it all to blow up in his face. But he was trying to just take it as came.
No need to burn down the bridge before he crossed it.
“ Ugh! I did say that, didn’t I? I can’t believe you still…thought about that. You’ve really been writing one?” Why was that making him blush?!? “They are in charge of the resort, you goof! People can’t do every job.”
Said the fry cook who was mopping up the news studio.
“ I know I don’t have to, but you can’t leave it all to one monster.” Nic cast a glance at the other monster, who was cleaning up to the floor, earbuds in and clearing enjoying some music. At least he was having a good time. “I just want to help a little bit. Five minutes and I’ll be able to make a good dent in the work. I know I’m not on the clock, but…”
What else could he say? Empathizing with other monsters ran deep in his SOUL. Even if he didn’t want to help, he would always end up doing it.
“ Are you sure you want me to?” That made him feel all soft inside too. Nic busied himself in mopping so as to hide the blush growing his face. He hummed to himself, trying to get a sense of the tune, tapping out a rhythm on the floor with his foot. When he finally got it, he picked a verse and started, feeling unusually nervous.
“♫ Here’s a health to the wee lass that I love so well/For style and for beauty there’s none can excel/There’s a smile on her countenance as she sits upon my knee/There is no man in this wide world as happy as me. ♩ ” Now, he had it! He was nervous when he started, but second word in and the calm of singing washed out him. What had he been so scared of? NTT wouldn’t make fun of him now. And if he did, Nic had a million excuses available, but now he was just focused in his joy.
“♫ So here’s a health to the company and one to my lass/ Let’s drink and be merry all out of one glass/ Let’s drink and be merry, all grief to refrain/ For we may or might never all meet here again♩.”
There was a swirl of unpleasant anxiety that had been eating away at him all day. He was afraid he wasn’t ever going to get rid of it, but bouncing banter back and forth between his favorite rabbit monster and himself... Napstaton didn’t know what it was about Nic, but the guy really had an effect on him.
He didn’t know how to describe it. At first, he had been nothing but horrible to the guy-- didn’t see him eye to eye, his over-inflated ego making him think that he could just look down at people just because he could.
If Napstaton could go back to the past, he’d give his old self, fresh out of the lab, a good old punch right across the face. Napstaton didn’t condone monster-on-monster violence on the screen, but since it was about himself, he was sure he could make an exception.
It was just-- as Napstaton watched Nic break into song, felt his SOUL flutter with both excitement and a strange sense of ease that he hadn’t been able to relish in all day-- he both loved where he was right now, and hated that it took his idiot self so long to get here. Hated that for so long, he had been looking down on someone who was so important, so good-- too good for him--
Napstaton watches Nic with bated breath, before a winded smile breaks through his expression.
“Yeah man! WOO!! That’s the good stuff!”
The robot brings back his own mop and starts cleaning to Nic’s tempo-- surprisingly, he managed not to make a dent this time! Maybe the fact that he was focusing more on dancing and laughing did the trick, honestly?
“Man, you look so good when you’re having a good time.”
Wait- what-- that sounded weird. He sounded creepy. He needed to--!!
“Like-- your joy is contagious, dude! Like, s-seriously! A good mood chaser from head to toe.”
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“Heh, I don’t know if i’d call myself cool, that’s more my bro’s whole deal…but thank you anyway, You dun’ gotta worry about not havin’ teleported before. Not really a thing most monsters can do anyway an’ nope, dun’ gotta do nothin’ special.”
He said this even as he reached out a hand out to gently take napstablook wrist, Making sure he had a hold on the other even as his working eye socket blazed to life with a flare of magic and before either could say anything else, the world shifted around them with a snap and POP!. When it came back into focus, They were no longer in waterfall, In fact they were standing just inside of sans’s house, the front door still closed behind them even as he lets go of the robots wrist.
“And done, Pretty cool huh? little disorienting the first time round but real useful for getting places fast, Welcome to mm’ house, Sit if you’d like, You dun’ gotta though if you don’t want to.”
Which really left the couch or the dining table, it’s clear sans brother wasn’t home since the house was quiet besides the two of them, he took to heading into the kitchen so he could dig through the junk drawer and find some of the stuff he needed to repair the little star device.
“I dun’ think this’ll take that long but uuuh, would you like anything to eat or drink? i don’t remember if you can so apologies if you can’t cause the whole robo body and all.”
Okay, so they didn’t have to worry about not having teleported before. That’s fine.
Just stop worrying! So much easier said than done, so instead, they just keep their lips shut and nod their head. People notice their anxiety and sour complaints less when they don’t speak, after all-- so Napstablook just silently thrums with nervous energy as they wait for--
“o-oh!”
They really didn’t have to do anything!
Napstablook stumbles a bit in place for a moment, disoriented, and they look around. It was... such a cozy looking home. They could see snow outside, so it made the place feel even warmer and cozier, too.
“o-oh... okay, thank you...” And yet, they don’t sit yet. How awkward.
Hugging their broken pail to their chest, Napstablook clears their throat.
“i’m able to eat more food with this body, actually... i can eat ghost food, and normal monster food... it, uhm-- turns it into fuel, or energy, for myself, i, i think? something... something like that...”
They shuffle towards the kitchen, a few paces away from Sans. “you... keep tools in the kitchen, too?”
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(( hey everyone, sorry to yall who are waiting on replies! I'm on my final stretch for college so I've been preoccupied with that, plus some family drama that caught me by surprise, but hopefully once I'm finished with college, I can get back into writing with y’all ;;w;; sorry again and thank you for your patience ))
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I’ll get to my threads sometime soon... I haven’t forgotten, I’m itching to write but college is always so busy... if I can manage I’ll do doodles but otherwise, sorry for the wait everyone ;o;!
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I keep accidentally liking my own art posts on tumblr mobile and im just NOUUUUUU STOP THAAAAAT--
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{{ L }} “No need to apologize friend, just let it all out.” Hung reassured
Being the one to comfort other’s in their moment of need was nothing new, or having his clothing soaked by tears but this was the first time they dissipated near instantly. Which strange but nice.
They felt so bad.
It wasn’t like them to be so... out of control with their emotions. It was embarrassing, a shameful display, and incredibly rude of them to even put this monster up to this mess.
Napstablook sniffles, then pulls away. The tears they were letting out were floating upwards. Defying gravity, really.
“i... can’t help but apologize, though... this... this is incredibly rude of me... i’m so sorry...”
They rub at this eyes and takes a deep breath.
“i... need to make it up to you, s-somehow... but i don’t want to bother you, either... ah... w-wait-- do--” Napstablook’s face flushed a bright, bright blue. “d-do i-- even know your name...? ahhh........”
Napstablook feels like they’re melting. Help.
📺 + how are your relationships going?
send 📺 + a question, and my muse’s shadow will answer it || ACCEPTING
Blooky's Shadow: "my cousin left me so he can move onto better things... while I stayed back, because... i selfishly didn't want life to change..."
"and even though i told nickie i love him....... nothing's changed... because i'm too scared to speak up, to risk our friendship, to change what we have already..."
"ah... with any of my relationships... family or friendships... it doesn't matter if someone's left me, or if they're stuck with me, somehow..."
"i feel like i'm already failing..."
“v...voice claims...? huh...? you mean...”
“what does my voice sound like...?”
📺 + do you doubt yourself
send 📺 + a question, and my muse’s shadow will answer it || ACCEPTING
"of course..."
"it's... dangerous, to not, really... after all... who's to say that i know what's going on all the time, what's the correct thing to do or not...? i certainly don't... i just try my best, but even then, i still manage to mess up..."
"that's why it's better to stay in my lane... better than to impede on others with... my burdensome thoughts or actions..."
send 📺 + a question, and my muse’s shadow will answer it!
( note: shadows are born from humans, and carry with them human emotions, which are mostly negative. many people have their own shadow, filled with their repressed emotions and feelings, and also tend to be twisted reflections of a person, influenced by their own self image, or the unconscious image others project onto them. )
Hiya folks! These go around a lot faster than the big promos sooo! Please like/reblog if you would be interested in interacting with the Runaway from Darkest Dungeon 2. Penned by Abby the Egg, sideblog to @nxcecream
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I have everyone’s rps in my draft box. college is yet again very busy so it may take me some time to get to them, but thank you all for your patience. I’m so very happy to be writing with everyone again!!
in the meantime, I may use my study breaks to either reply to smaller rps, write responses to asks, or get to some art asks in my blog. I should probably let people know that my inbox is open for asks... this is an ask blog too, after all!
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Soft Bun Hours || Accepting!!
Nickie's eyes are affixed on the screen of the television in front of them as a rerun of one of Mettaton's movies plays on it. This one is a tragic romance drama with a happy ending, so the reviews advertised, but he really isn't that invested in it. The movie is an afterthought, the snacks he laid out just set dressing. His focus is spending time with his very bestest friend. He snuggles into their side, just briefly, rubbing his chin against their shoulder, but soon pulls away, not wanting to overstep.
Is it still overstepping when they've kissed? Shared tearful 'I love you's?
The music begins and the midshow love confession starts to roll. Mettaton plays both leads in this one, but he is really killing the performance, even if it is leaving the bun rather confused. Nickie passes them a bowl of popcorn, before grabbing a brownie for himself. He tries to figure out where to put his other hand before he finally settles in on their knee. Absentmindedly, he traces a finger over the metal plating of their thigh, drawing some swirls, a few hearts, a circle or two.
" I can't tell if I like this movie or not. It's kinda hard to tell who is talking when it's both him, haha. Are you enjoying it? " Oops! Did he mention? He loves talking during movies.
