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❝ Who the fuck cares abou’ summinin’ you, how do we summon your mom? Prefer’bly without clothes.❞

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❝ Who the fuck cares abou’ summinin’ you, how do we summon your mom? Prefer’bly without clothes.❞
Hey babes, I didn't really announce I was leaving this blog sorry. Life's been hectic, turns out I can't balance work rp and an actually active social life well? I am gonna jump back on my blogs though, this one and @lxttlemuffet, I got out of the hospital Sunday for overdosing so I might try to take a step back and thus return here. I usually leave the house about 8 and don't get back till 1 am but I'm trying to fix that so yeah. Sorry? I don't really have Skype anymore but a friend made me get Facebook messenger and I have snapchat so you can bug me on those.
Hello! I'd really love to roleplay with an underfell sans! If you're up for roelplaying with an underswap MTT that is ^^
// Well this is actually awkwardly late, sorry babe, been a hectic month, but I’m open to most rps so if you’re still interested feel free to hit up my im Darlin.
❝ Fuck. I c’nt ‘lieve the mun bein’ a l’il bitch kept me away for that fuckin’ long. I’s bullshit. She says she’ll be talkin’ ta people so I can fuckin make friends or wha’ever. I don’ care.❞
// I forgot to mention another hiatus here, I did on muffet and I just forgot there's a lot of different followers. Well yeah oopsie, that ends tonight.
Reaching up, Jay caught his soul in her hands. She expected it to feel how it looked- wet, but instead it just felt like cold. It was like when you were walking into fog, there was something there, but not something solid that you could feel what it was.
“Same goes to you.” she sassed, sticking her nose in the air, a slight teasing tone lilting at her words.
Her eyes shone with amusement though, as she watched him lackadaisically lean backwards into the abyss, keeping her eyes enraptured in his. She wondered if it scared him- to constantly be falling backwards into the unknown. She was sure he was used to it, although the idea of it didn’t sit well with her.
Power wasn’t priceless, Jay mused to herself, watching as the hole in time and space closed itself.
Her charcoal eyes dropped back to the soul in her hands, a frown marring her features as she noticed the bits and pieces missing, as well as the cracks that littered his soul.
She ran her thumb over one crack, wondering how it happened. Was it an age thing? Or did he just get into a lot of fights? Does it hurt? Questions swam through her brain, but Jay figured she’d just ask him.
Besides, she really wanted to shower and she was nervous that if she took any longer he would pop up while she was trying to undress.
And that wasn’t what she wanted.
Setting the soul down on the ledge of the shower, she quickly shed all of her his clothes and quickly hopped in and shut the curtain.
That solved that problem. Turning the temperature knobs, she adjusted it so it didn’t chill her to the bone and a sigh left her.
This whole thing was so weird.
His breath caught for a moment, a strange nearly surreal feeling catching him off guard. It was different, and there was a moment of concern and confusion until his thoughts caught up to the situation.
❝ Bitch.❞
He mumbled, quickly covering the smile on his features despite knowing full well she wasn’t there to see it.
Quickly trying to compose his nerves he walked over to the closet, figuring she’d need clothes too.
A tee shirt should work, right? He didn’t think he had anything else she could wear. He had to add clothes to the list of things she’d need.
He glanced down to her soul again, the soft color making him feel...Better? It was wrong. He’d need to give the thing back immediately.
As quickly(And not very gracefully) as he could he slipped on the jacket, completely ignoring looking for a sweater for himself, and stepped through a portal with her soul carefully cradled in his hands.
Sans readied himself to announce his presence, but found a,much more entertaining way, it may not end well for him but it would be fun.
Gently he rubbed her soul, trying to bite back laughter and keep as silent as possible, curious if she’d notice him.
She licked her lips as he considered her plan, a small smile resting on her face. She could hardly make a break for it with him gone, but she could get a head start.
It would be beneficial for him for her to run- that way he wouldn’t have to worry about her anymore and he could go on with his life. But on the other hand, she would probably be facing certain death.
But she wouldn’t be inconveniencing him anymore, so that was a win.
Convinced that her plan was a good one, Jay’s spirits fell when he laid down the terms.
“A trade…” she trailed off, rattled that her plan had been so easily foiled.
She was caught off guard with her soul floating towards him, enveloped in the red aura that glowed from his eye. Initially, she was about to protest, but clamped her mouth shut when Sans’s soul left his rib cage.
“Okay.” The word left her mouth before she could even process it. Curiosity got the better of her, and the logic part of her wanted to scream. But she wanted to see his soul really badly- Jay wanted to examine it like she had her own.
He grinned at her agreement, softly grasping her soul with a wink taking a small step back.
❝ Nice to know, dollface. don’ do anythin’ to weird while ‘m gone, tha’ colors a bit tough to get out.❞
To be perfectly honest he wasn’t sure if it would stain, and he was nervous leaving his soul with anyone, especially a human. Still he took a small step and fell through a portal to his room, keeping his gaze locked with hers as he fell, grin seeming to fade to an almost shy smile.
As soon as he landed on the bed he nearly forgot his plans, focusing more on the soul in his hands. It almost seemed to comfort him, a small nap couldn’t hurt, right? Jay would need time alone soon enough.
@ younger followers
Going through follows and I’m noticing a lot of the personals(and even rpers) that follow me are pretty fucking young(Like thirteen/fourteen young), I have literally nothing against young muns one of my favorite friends I’ve made through rp is pretty young but I do want to make this clear
I am not a good example for anything
I have caused myself a lot of trouble, I mask probably dangerous levels of insecurity with vanity I have been arrested for a violent offense(It’s not like it was bad feel free to ask me about it, but still a fuck up) I post a lot of stuff that you just shouldn’t pay attention to, even my ic stuff is pretty bs for younger muns to read because I have a sick sense of humor.
So to make it clear despite how I act and what I say most the time I want to say this
It is not okay to be disrespectful to others, something I do a lot, but it’s not okay to lay on your back and accept disrespect either
It is not necessary to shame or promote your body or appearance(I know sometimes it seems I’ m really appearance based but that’s again only about myself and because I have a lot of issues)
In fact your appearance doesn’t matter really, just as long as you’re taking care of yourself(Did you eat today, shower, brush your teeth?)
I will sometimes talk about my issues and methods of coping here, and they are not okay. I do not use healthy coping skills, I drink too much sometimes(Even going back to showing up to middle school with hangovers)I take pills, I make myself sick, these are not good things to do. Do not follow my example.
It is absolutely not okay to avoid or ignore your emotions for the benefit of someone else or bend your boundaries to make people feel better(Something I also do a lot)
Sometimes I am pretty open about sexual activity, and I’m gonna be honest I am not a good example of that either. As someone who’s first sexual experience was at fourteen with someone nearing their twenties, that is not okay. As you get older and pass maturity age gaps become less of a problem, but if you’re in your early teens and someone in their early twenties is interested in you, run. Walk away, it is not a compliment you are not at the same level.
It is however okay to ask for help, if you’re feeling low or in trouble even if it’s irrational ask for help. Don’t wait until it’s too late or pretend you can handle it yourself so you don’t worry people. People worry because they care, let them.
It’s okay to feel sad, just cope safely.
It’s okay to explore your sexuality or lack there of but do it safely. Safety is the key, a lot of what you see on this site and others isn’t reality or even close. I still don’t feel safe talking about anything sexual with my parents, and you don’t have to talk to yours if you don’t want to about it, but try to find someone who can inform you. Planned parenthoods and local clinics you can walk in and ask, local youth centers too. If you have decided you are sexual know your boundaries and what’s safe. Don’t want to buy condoms? Free clinics and most youth centers carry them, even if you’re doing something that you can’t necessarily get pregnant for it’s still safer to use them(Yes even oral guys, you’re technically supposed to use them for oral and if it’s male on male) If you’re a girl and like other girls that way it’s okay, but still be safe and use protection. Obviously not traditional condoms but they have things.
I know I’m really kinda rude about the non mutuals thing, and I know I’m a shit example of a pulled together adult(Hell I’m barely an adult) But I will be there to answer questions that maybe you don’t feel comfortable asking your parents or school counselor, cause I know I wasn’t.
In short, I’m not a good person, don’t think of me as one, don’t follow my lead, but I can tell you a lot from experience and give you advice. Listen to my words not my actions, because I give awfully good advice I just seldom take it.(Yeah alice in wonderland reference)
“I didn’t expect..” she trailed off, waving her hands as she was at a lost for words.
It to feel good weird? For it to give her butterflies? For her to like it?
“I didn’t expect it to feel like it did.” she replied finally, casting her eyes to the ground, her face burning. She pursed her lips, wringing her hands in her lap nervously as he stood back up. She allowed herself a quick glance to him, only to see him reaching for his jacket again- aha! Distraction.
“Did you want to go get your jacket?” She blurted out, wanting to somewhat change the subject, feeling like the situation was getting more awkward by the second.
“I’ll start showering and then you can just teleport back in here?” That way she can avoid any weirdness of getting changed.
It took a moment of thought to consider her offer, on one hand his jacket would be a nice thing to have, on the other he wasn’t sure if she still wanted to run. He’d hate to have to get messy because some monster thought she’d be a nice snack, people would start asking questions.
❝ I s’pose that coul’ work...❞
He trailed off glancing to her soul once again, she couldn’t get too far without it if she did want to run. Great insurance.
❝ On one condition. We ‘ave a li’l trade.❞
He offered her a smirk as his eye began to glow again, wrapping around her soul and pulling it towards him, his own floating in between them, not exactly ready to deliver it directly to her hands, but knowing he’d have to offer something up for her to not throw as a big of a tantrum.
❝ Deal? It’ll only be for a few minu’s.❞
The taller brother made no attempt to ease the punishment on the other, almost starting to get rougher on him. Shaking him, which might be the reason of the small item falling from his pocket.
“Not skipping, huh?? You think I’m stupid enough to believe your pity little lies?? Pah!!” The last vowel made him spat at him- literally, before the ‘tud’ came in between them.
Trained to trust his senses, Papyrus instantly tossed his brother aside to see what the object was. Possibly a bomb or some other kind of weapon.
But all he saw was a small, wooden object, about the size of his palm. He picked it up, and took a few seconds to inspect it, before turning towards the other- not looking any less threatening.
“What. Is this. Brother??”
His eye sockets widened as the attention was switched back to him, a sense of dread filled his bones as he took baby steps away from his dearest brother.
❝ Fu-fuck if I know. Jus’ some thin’ layin’ aroun’ y-ya know.❞
He laughed, trying to keep his smirk which slowly fell into a grimace, hands shoved in his pockets as he eyed the object Papyrus held, debating whether or not it was worth getting back or abandoning.
What even was the thing, where did it come from? He hadn’t seen anything like it around here.
Sans tried to think back as best he could, trying to figure out where it came from or why it was there. The thing was almost as out of place here as that kid from earlier.
❝ Fuck.❞
He mumbled, the origin dawning on him. He couldn’t just leave that thing with his brother, if that kid came looking for it he’d be killed in an instant if he was lucky.
Rules: answer the following questions and tag 10 followers you want to know better
Tagged by: @hotpinkgentlebeauty (Like a week ago oops?)
Name: Brandi, though I do not enjoy being called that by most.
Birthday: April 16th
Relationship status: Single and a million percent okay with it
Siblings: two brothers two sisters
Favorite color: Pink! Bubblegum is my favorite, followed by blush and Mimi pink!!
Pets: A welsh Corgi named Todd and a Chinchilla named Hermes
Sleep: I don’t sleep until I absolutaly have to cause of nightmares and stuff, but then I pass out for 12 hours every few weeks.
Type of phone: ‘m not sure? Some really cheap android I got myself after I had to scrap my Galaxy cause of dad issues.
Love or lust: Lust, I actually don’t believe in love though I’d prefer neither. A nice game of tag or hide and seek is a okay with me!!
Lemonade or ice tea: Lemonade, I don’t like my tea iced or sweetened even the slightest.
Cats or dogs: Dogs, I’m allergic to cats
A few best friends or lots of casual friends: Neither, really. I don’t talk to people often, but that’s okay.
Coke or Pepsi: Neither, I only like fruity sodas.
Wild night out or romantic night in: Night out!
Day or night: Both, I don’t have a preference as long as it’s nice.
Text or call: Text, calling makes me nervous and I’m afraid of stuttering
Makeup or natural: Either works for me.
Ever met a celebrity: Nope.
Smile or eyes: Eyes, their pretty.
Light or dark hair: I don’t care
Shorter or taller: Taller, I’m only 4 11 and can’t reach the top shelf so yeah
Intelligence or appearance: Intelligence
Chapstick or lipstick: Chapstick comes in flavors like cupcakes and strawberries!
Last song you listened to: Molly - MSI
I’m tagging: @hyacinth0 @will-stab-for-chocolate @xmercifulfrisk
His voice took her out of her thoughts and she blinked at the blue heart that floated between the two of them. Leaning forward a smidge, Jay’s charcoal eyes scanned over the heart, taking in every detail, trying to memorize it.
This was her soul ?
She wondered if the colour meant something. Was blue the human colour and red for monsters? Or did it vary by person- sort of like a fingerprint? Were no two souls the same?
Blinking as a shadow loomed over her, Jay looked up to see Sans over her. Furrowing her brows, she wondered what he was going to do, before she decided that this was probably new for him to. Not super new, but it wasn’t like he had ever seen her’s before. Her eyes flicked to his hand that was reaching for her soul, and for a second she felt a bit of possessiveness towards it. If it was important as he said, shouldn’t nobody touch it?
But he did, and a small noise fell from her lips at the weird feeling it brought to her. Did she just moan? Was this intimate? Oh my god, how embarrassing. He’d probably never let her live that down either. Mind you, he looked so shy- maybe he hadn’t heard her?
She wasn’t expecting to feel what it felt, but she should have guessed that was what would’ve happened. It was an extension of her entire being- was it not?
Feeling a blush creep up her neck and settle on her cheeks at the embarrassing noise that she made, Jay averted her eyes from Sans, slipping her soul out of his hands and into her own.
“I don’t-um- that wasn’t- I didn’t expect that…”
His expression dropped as she took the soul away from him, looking back at her feeling rejected. To say he didn’t mean anything by it would be a lie, but he still enjoyed the way it felt.
With a soft sigh he sat up, moving to pull his jacket closer to him and made an audible grunt forgetting for the millionth time it wasn’t there.
❝ Di’nt expect wha’?❞
He grumbled, casting his glance to the side.
Wasn’t she going to shower? When did she change her mind?
❝ I’s a soul. Tol’ ya everyones got one. Wha’s the big deal?❞
Maybe if he offered his up she’d let him touch it again?
Sans eyes widened at his own thought, forcing himself to his feet hoping that the sudden movement would distract from his own embarrassment.
@hyacinth0 I took a break from drawing muffet to realize I don’t know how skeletons work.
“Cool.” she replied, excited that he agreed. She wondered if her soul would look like his. Would hers be a different colour since she was human? Imagine the possibilities on the surface if doctors found out about souls. Could she make the world a better place with this discovery?
Blinking as his hand settled on her waist, she leaned back a bit, trying to make this as easy as possible. Would it hurt? Would she die?
“Is this better?” Jay attempted to stay as still as possible, her eyes flicking to meet his. She was taken aback by the furious red glow in his eye, and her mouth gaped in awe.
Her chest felt tight, but she paid it no attention, enthralled by the magic that coated Sans’s eye socket instead.
She wanted to reach up and poke it, simply to see what it felt like, but didn’t want to disturb him as he worked.
He held his breath as he focused on carefully extracting her soul, has hands shaking as he tried not to make eye contact.
Breath, just breath. If she dies, get a new one.
He tried to convince himself, frowning at the thought, upset with himself for both thinking it and knowing it wasn’t true.
A soft glow snapped him out of his thoughts, pupils widening at the sight. It was so different from his, yet he found it absolutely hypnotizing.
❝ Uh...T-tada...? ❞
He laughed as if presenting a lame card trick, a dark red blush crossing over his face as he glanced away from her soul for a moment, trying so hard to resist touching it.
❝ I’s uh...Yeah. Souls, pre’y cool...Heh. ❞
He found his attention drawn back to the heart shaped object, quickly convincing himself that just checking for any damage wouldn’t hurt, besides she wasn’t a monster it couldn’t be that big of a deal.
Glancing back up to Jays eyes he leaned over her, carefully grasping her soul running a thumb over the surface, just checking for damage.
Still, he mentally prepared himself to be slapped.
Sans ran part of the way home, looking over his shoulder more times than he’d like to admit looking for who knows what. As he neared his home he slowed, the panic subsiding a bit.
With a quick glance around he slipped the foreign object out of his pocket, examining it curiously. He hasn’t seen something like this before, it was small and he wasn’t entirely sure what all those holes were for, maybe water? Or-
His thoughts were cut off in an instant as he ran into something, stumbling backwards a few steps from shock before glancing up.
❝ Oh. ‘Sup bro?❞
The figure towering above him was probably the one monster he should’ve avoided most. The glare painted on it’s skull could’ve set something on fire, maybe even itself. With large, intimidating steps, the brother stepped over him. Then, quick like a hawk, his clawed hand shot down and gripped around his throat.
“You. Fucktart!!” He spat in his face, lifting him above his shoulders. “Where the fuck have you been hiding?! Think you can escape from your rounds huh?? You piece of shit!!”
He grasped at the hand that cut off his air, kicking the air as he tried to give a weak glare to his so called brother. He could feel his bones bruising yet again under the harsh grip, and he silently hoped they wouldn’t start cracking again.
❝ I ain’t skippin’ out on nothin’, baby bro. Don’ get y-your panties in a twist.❞
He managed to choke out, hearing a soft thud in the midst of his weak struggling as something fell out of his pocket, eye’s darting to the mystery object he’d pocketed early before filling with panic and instantly looking back to Paps, maybe he didn’t notice?
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