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[[Indie AU Ask/RP/Mun blog]]

[everyone-needs-a-hoopoe]

i????

shamchat is a gift

[noodlenumber]

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[[OH NOOOOOOOOO, THE DREAM... IT BECAME REAL]]

[nateswinehart]

Ha ha seriously tho.

[kitsiinabox]

[nateswinehart]

[anightvaleintern-blog1]

I needed to hear this right now. <3

[bluekazenateartblog]

Thisssss

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[[This is me and you @ribboned-guard]]

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[[Now look here, you lil’ shits]]

[[Here’s a little promotive ad I made for @ribboned-guard, go follow them, they’re too shy to start up things.]]

[paolaamado]

im sad and dont wanna adult rn so have some consoling dadsans

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[[Frisk is turning into Chara, rip]]

[chelle-the-evil-queen-deactivat]

i decided to make these for people who deserve them

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[[Never did Genocide run, but...]]

[[...Poor Red... I just had to do it, didn’t it...]]

[br0ken-and-lost-deactivated2018]

Reblog if you actually give a shit about anyone who’s suicidal or depressed.

No one should scroll past this

[reapermako]

1. where did you think the skelebros get their memery shit humour from 2. the void takes a lot outta you, man.

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[[Hello viewer, may I take a moment of your time to talk about our lord and savior cinnamon roll, Red?]]

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@taxiderby​ why must you torture me like this?

[fawkn-deactivated20150816]

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[[This is basically me and @true-pacifist]]

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Petition to give every Echo Flower a SOUL

[mailperson]

When life is throwing everything it’s got at you but ur still hangin on

[barasans]

Dear Tumblr,

Let me put literally every fandom/tumblr in line right now.

The internet will NEVER cater to you.

Sit there and fucking behave yourself.

You have x disability? Oh but your x headcanon was insulted? And let’s not forget, you’re also triggered by x, y, z , 1, 2, AND 3??

Fantastic.

Let’s all make sure we waste a good hour of our lives tagging literally every POSSIBLE trigger someone could have.

The world is cold and insensitive. 

I’m sorry to break your heart. 

The only way it becomes bearable is when you grow enough of a fucking backbone to stop expecting shit out of people and being a bitter prick.

Telling absolute strangers to bend to your will is fucking savage. Meeting a friend and telling them what bothers you? Go right the fuck ahead.

The world will not stop for you and make sure you’re okay.

It’s the saddest truth.

But you have people who will. Your friends/followers 

And that’s all you need.

There is no reason for you to do anything beyond that.

Don’t kill, and don’t be killed.

Lit: Don’t hurt others, and don’t be hurt by others.

You know how to deal with adversity properly. 

Don’t? Message me. Direct your hate at me. I am a fucking tank.

Move along.

TL;DR:  Fite me, problem child. I have 99 problems, you aren’t even one of them lmfao.

[fillsyouwithdirtysins]

Have I ever mentioned how much I FUCKING LOVE this guy?

[pacifriskdreemur]

This guy is FAN-FUCKIN-TASTIC!

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[[But have you forgotten]]

[[IT KILL OR BE KILL]]

[brotherlypunmaster-deactivated2]

Thank you all for voting on the poll for who Sans should be this Winter for Christmas…

And, well…Elsa won by a mile so uh…

There you go~!

((Feel free to reblog this, by the way. xD))

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[[So, Undertale!Vriska is pretty much done, I think.]]

[[Gonna tag this person since they seem to have really liked the work-in-progress @vriska]]

[roleplaymmemes]

Reblog this if your muse is not human

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[RP with @true-pacifist]

[true-pacifist-blog]

((  Pt 1 - Pt 2 ))

[dr-sans-blog]

The eyes suddenly looked to be half-closed.

As if… They gave up on trying to be scary, then, they turned to a solid white color.

* ah it was worth a shot

A deep, guttural voice said, which… Would sound rather familiar to the human, perhaps too familiar. A single, rubber-gloved hand left the small opening and waved at the human.

* hey, kiddo, come over here and help me out since you aren’t gonna run, i think i got this thing stuck with all that racket, i’m having a pretty bad time.

It was, actually, unmistakably, the voice of Sans the Skeleton! Well, he sure sounded a bit more higher-pitched than usual, which gave him a more… Normal sounding voice than the usual tone he would speak in, at least that’s what Frisk would have experienced.

* or, y’know, you could just stand there, that’s fine too.

[true-pacifist-blog]

Sans? A hint of curious recognition crossed the human’s face when the other spoke, and they almost immediately seemed to relax, no longer worried about any sort of possible danger. Frisk couldn’t help but smile despite the fact that they were still worried about how this had happened and whether or not Sans was okay- it was a flicker to accompany the realization of familiarity, but then it was gone back to an expression of concern. “Oh.. yeah! Okay.” Frisk moved from where they had been standing to answer the trapped monster’s request for help, climbing up onto his metal prison and walking across it. From Sans’ point of view, two child-sized shoes would stop in front of the opening and shift to get better footing as Frisk tried to get the best grip they could on whatever handle the contraption had on it, putting all of their (rather unimpressive) strength into trying to pry it open. “How did you- hnnn- even get in there, Sans?“ They asked through the exertion of pulling, voice probably muffled to the skeleton. They were determined to help him out of his predicament. "I thought you…. left this thing in Snowdin,” Wasn’t Sans still just… watching TV when Frisk had said hi to him earlier? How had he gotten into this mess in two hours?

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“Snowdin? I have no idea what you’re talkin’ about kid.” he mumbled as he got himself out, his Lab-coat covered in grey stains that looked like dust, hell, even his face wasn’t left clean “Ugh... What year is it? This doesn’t look like the Underground I remember...” he asked, then mumbled the second sentence out as he straightened himself out, his back giving off a few cracks.

“Gee, you guys sure went far, huh Chara?” he asked as he turned around to face the child “...Heck, even you look different.” he raised an “eyebrow”, looking the kid over “...Got a new haircut? Did yer mum give ya a new sweater?”