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it's been a real long time but i decided to start up flowey again!! ive moved the blog over to @lveblind

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@piesandpuns

There was one monster Flowey hadn’t hadn’t fought with yet.

And why not, he thought, a ring of bullets friendliness pellets twirling behind him, Why should I make an exception for her just because she’s my mom?

So the soulless little buttercup approached Toriel while she was gardening, popping up right in the middle of a patch of fellow flowers; except this one had a jeering grin and voice much too honey-sweet for such a threatening visage. “Howdy!”

He didn’t give her a chance to react before sending a spray of bullets directly at her, with the intent to harm, maim, and eventually kill. It was kinda’ ironic, Flowey found, that she would be dusted by her own son.

[petite-pumpkin]

Flowey is CUTE!

[lovely-pal]

Our Childish Side

Our childish side: Our muses decide to be a little childish and take a trip to the park together! Together, they sit on the swings and push each other… they could even climb the monkey bars, slide down slides, or play a fun game of tag. Adults can let loose and have fun, too!

@alwayschooseflirt

It wasn’t all that easy to push Frisk on the swing set - he was a sentient buttercup with tiny flower vines after all - but to Flowey it was better than their earlier activities. 

At first he refused to join them; a trip to the park sounded about as much fun as having a bad time. But he didn’t have any other sources of entertainment so he stated that Frisk was lucky, just this once. 

Although... Flowey couldn’t (or, wouldn’t really) exactly do much on the playground. He’d almost been crushed by Frisk when they’d slid down the slides and had snapped at them for that, not to mention that he was almost stomped on while they “played” tag. Flowey personally had wanted to stow away underground until Frisk decided to go have fun elsewhere. His plan didn’t really work out when he popped up to check for them and almost got a foot in the face.

They’d ended up on the swing set after a tantrum or two of Flowey’s. It was boring, just pushing Frisk on the swing, but he guessed it could be worse.

He could be alone.

Though maybe that would have been better now that he thought about it.

[devichonee-deactivated20180621]

Thinking more sad Flowey thoughts, I was kinda just picturing back when he first discovered resetting. Right after his attempt at suicide when he woke up at his save point all over again, and didn’t yet understand that he even had such an ability, imagine how upsetting meeting Asgore again might’ve actually been. If things played out like they did when he first woke up, that could mean Flowey, fresh out of a suicide attempt and probably already very confused about what is going on, being alone again until Asgore happens to find him. Except, now, Flowey goes to him calling him dad and all because he knows he explained who he is to his father, but because that was reset, Asgore doesn’t know who he is, which upsets and confuses Flowey even further. How could his own father forget about him? What happened? To make things worse, consider the likely possibility that Flowey found out about the other children Toriel had been taking care of after his death, and now he’s got an extra thing hanging over his head to hammer in insecurities about feeling forgotten and replaced. Especially since children, even very smart children, don’t generally have terribly great rationing ability. He really does wind up thinking his parents are forgetting about him, because Toriel was taking care of other kids and Asgore couldn’t remember his new identity after a reset, when in reality he couldn’t be farther from the truth and neither of his parents could ever truly forget about him.

No wonder he later goes on to whisper all about Toriel forgetting about and replacing Frisk into an Echo Flower when trying to freak Frisk out. He sure never took it well himself, and like a lot of kids Flowey is egocentric in the sense of figuring that others must understand and share his viewpoints (like with kill or be killed). If something scares him it’s bound to also scare Frisk, right?

[rpstartersforyou]

Fluffy OTP starters!

A fort for cuddling: Our muses build a blanket fort together! With balloons, lights, and various pillows… they relax within together and cuddle to their hearts content.

I’ll catch you when you fall: Our muses go ice-skating together! One muse, however, is a little too wobbly and falls over… but the other muse catches them within their arms just in time.

A picnic in the park: Our muses have a picnic by a pond together! Spring is arriving, which means flowers are blooming and it’s the perfect weather to relax outdoors together. They could even feed the ducks together!

My inner thoughts of you: Our muses both sit down and write love letters to each other. They then exchange them to see what’s deep within the others heart!

Out in the water: Our muses decide to do something romantic, and one of them suggests they take a moonlight canoe ride together! There’s nothing more romantic than being under the stars alone with the one you love.

Our childish side: Our muses decide to be a little childish and take a trip to the park together! Together, they sit on the swings and push each other… they could even climb the monkey bars, slide down slides, or play a fun game of tag. Adults can let loose and have fun, too!

Splish splash: Our muses decide to have a little fun in the water on a hot day! Whether it’s going to the beach together, swimming in a pool, or running around in sprinklers in their backyard… they have lots of fun in the sun together.

Rub a dub dub, otp in the tub: Our muses decide to bathe together! A shower or a sweet bubble bath… it’s your choice! They could cuddle, splash water on each other, chat, make beards/hats out of bubbles, or something more! The point is, they’re bonding and relaxing together and simply enjoying each others presence. 

Let’s play a game: Our muses play a game together! They could cheat, fuss about how they’re losing, or just have good ol’ fun together! Board games like twister or monopoly… or even video games like streetfighter! Why spend time outdoors when you can have fun inside too?

Warm with you: Our muses cuddle by a fire with a big fluffy blanket on a rainy night. They could drink warm tea, discuss their feelings or future plans, or even read a nice book together. 

Let’s bake: Our muses bake together! Whether they do this seriously or not is up to you. They could either succeed and bake the perfect cake together, or they could get distracted by throwing flour at each other and burn it! Good thing you have smoke alarms installed.

I’m a princess, you’re a prince: Our muses play pretend! Sure, they might be adults… but who cares? They could dress in costumes, make roles, build fake castles and forts out of pillows… go wild!

A trip to the mall: Our muses go to the mall together! In a place like this, there are various things to together.They could try on clothes, eat at food stands, ride the carousel together, or even do something crazy like visit a mall salon and dye their hair a crazy together!

A song for you: Our muses go to a karaoke bar together! Paying to have a private booth together, they could sing and dedicate romantic songs together and drink some alcohol! It doesn’t matter if they can’t sing… it’s the thought that counts! They could even get a little crazier with the song choices as the alcohol slowly starts taking effect. Is eye of the tiger romantic?

A ride in the rain: Our muses take a romantic bike ride in the rain! Sure you might get sick afterwards, but at least you can cuddle inside together, have  warm drink and nurse each other back to good health! It’d be a good memory, too.

Romantic setting: Our muses watch the sunset together! What’s more to say? Push each other into a nearby river if it makes it more fun.

Lipstick, polish and ribbons: Our muses to each others hair, makeup, and nails! Is the muse a boy or girl who hates girls thing? Who cares. Do it anyway. And if they do enjoy it, then it gives you more of a reason to do it! The makeup doesn’t have to be perfect, either… you could even give them an outrageous look if you’d like!

Close your eyes and come close: Our muses watch a scary movie together - at home or the movie theater is your choice! One could be scared and grab the other for comfort… or they could both be scared and both cling for comfort! Either way, it’d be a lovely way to bond and get your pants scared off!

Fair: Our muses go to the fair! They could get cotton candy, get scared or sick on rides together, and eat various deep fried treats! One could even win the other that big stuffed animal they want but just can’t win because they SUCK at games. Win them the giant rainbow unicorn - they deserve it.

Let’s run away together: Our muses decide to take a little romantic getaway - you choose the place! Italy, Paris, Greece… there’s many lovely places to go with you and your lover to see new sights, try new food, and even rent a little hotel room. For, you know, activities.

Open the window: One muse decides to play romeo and throw rocks at the others window! They’ll even get  boombox and hold it above their head to get their attention. Whether the other muse finds this annoying, creepy, or romantic is up to you.

A tune for you: One muse writes a song for the other and decides to play it! It could be totally amazing, or totally… just, awful… please, stop singing. But the gesture in itself is sweet! So you won’t say anything if it sucks.

A dream come true: One muse surprises the other with something they’ve always wanted! It could be a puppy, a car, that oh-so-fabulous top they always wanted… or even something more special like a piece of jewelry, tickets to their favorite game/country, or a proposal! Whatever they want, you got it. Unless its a billion dollars, then maybe not.

[lovely-pal]

hushedinsincerities

Sans fell back into his usual lazy slouch, somehow managing to go from hostile to docile–a complete 180–in just a few moments.

“Glad we could come to an understanding, buddy.” Although it was clear he was no longer threatening the little buttercup, Sans found it difficult to wipe the smug grin off his face. It was more than obvious that he’d gotten the reaction he’d been fishing for.

Stepping back to the couch and flopping back onto it, Sans reclined into the couch. It wasn’t very soft, but it was certainly better than the floor.

“So, what the fuck is up with your name, huh? Flowey? Your parents real stupid or somethin’?”

Temper flaring Flowey choked down a snarl - indignation was written all over his smoldering glare as he ground his teeth. Self-restraint had never been one of his strong suits.

“As a matter of fact I choose that name, bonehead!” 

Probably a bit of reach to toss an insult around but he took personal offense to Sans’ (rude) question.

“I’m not who my parents named me anymore. I’m not their coddled, crybaby kid. I’m not Asriel, I’m Flowey now. And there’s nothing wrong with my name anyways,” He huffed. “So what’s up with your name anyways? Sans isn’t all that great.”

[lovely-pal]

alwayschooseflirt

Frisk screamed, rolling onto their side and curling up. You wouldn’t expect a flower to be able to hit that hard, but that was the thing with magic. Their body ached, the child coughing and trembling even more than before. There was no where to get away…Flowey wasn’t listening to them at all.

"Please…” Back to pleading. Frisk knew they were a rough kid…Sometimes they forgot Flowey was just a flower and not someone that could handle the sort of play they could do with another child. It wasn’t an excuse, but Frisk really hadn’t meant…! “Flowey…please…”

“I’m sorry…I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.” If he didn’t listen there was only one other way out of this situation…and Frisk…really…really didn’t want to do that.

Not to their best friend.

A sick glee flourished and took root inside the void where Flowey’s MERCY was no where to be found. There was something special, something striking to Flowey when he saw a soul squirming in pain like this. Oh, he could feel pain alright, but nothing compared to the slaughter of your very being. 

He laughed, he cackled and he howled at Frisk - if he had a soul, he’d look just like that, screeching and begging. For what felt, or possibly could have been years, Flowey hadn’t felt that. Hadn’t felt all that came with having a soul. It was good enough for him to see it, for now, good enough to inflict pain on anyone and blame them for his emptiness.

“Do you ever mean to hurt anyone Frisk? Even if you didn’t mean to you still did. There’s consequences for your actions, y’know!”

Flowey wasn’t their best friend, wasn’t their friend at all; not now.

[onceuponamusing]

   ❝ Break their bones, and they will FALL.             Break their hearts, and they will CRY.                   Break their minds, and they will CRACK.                         But break their souls, and they all DIE. ❞

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alwayschooseflirt

Frisk hacked and coughed, resisting the urge to clutch their neck. The child knew it was bruised, punctured and bleeding. Touching it would only risk an infection, on top of more pain. Instead, they laid sprawled on their back as the rush of oxygen made them dizzy.

Flowey was talking…Flowey was angry, but Frisk could barely understand what he was saying right now. Slowly, they rolled onto their side and waiting until their eyes focused again.

Oh…bullets. Was he really that upset with them? Frisk knew they played rough, but they didn’t think it was enough to make their friend snap. The child closed their eyes with a heavy sigh. Okay…the dizziness faded. They could think and hear again.

“Flowey…” Their fists wiped away tears, a result of pain more so than emotion, “…Calm down. You’re panicking…” He was just in defense mode right now, wasn’t he…?

Contempt meshed with vexation. His mouth quirked into a strained smile and the delusional flower eyed Frisk as if they’d just suggested they go out for ice cream after this, as if they were the one out of their mind.

“Do you really believe that? That this is only panic? That I should calm down?” Flowey accented his rhetorical questions in a sharp manner that pierced the air. His volume remained low spoken and taunt, bullets wavering and inching forward along with his tone. 

“How do you calm down after your best friend hurts you? You don’t. You get EVEN.” A round of bullets crashed into the child; not killing them, but harming them enough to get Flowey’s point across. 

“I’m not panicking. I’m not." He repeated, denying the few words they'd croaked out. "And I don’t need to calm down either, Frisk.”

[lovely-pal]

hushedinsincerities

“Sorry, should I make myself a little clearer?” Sans stood up. A little odd for someone so lazy. He shoved his hands into his pockets, rolling his shoulders a bit.

“The only thing keeping me from ripping you apart, petal by petal, is the fact that it’ll upset Frisk.” Three steps towards Flowey.

“So, Flowey, why don’t you do us both a favor and shut your goddamn trap before I stop caring about that. Besides, there are a lot of other things I can do that won’t kill you.” The skeleton, though short, now towered over Flowey, grinning.

“Ever wonder what happens when you water a flower with boiling water?”

With each step Flowey shrank back; the demanding ex-prince had a corrupted, inflated ego that bled into his words, yes, but despite his superior complex he was a coward at heart. 

Even though he glowered in defiance at Sans the tiny buttercup quivered.

He opened his mouth to speak, snapped it shut, and rethought his original retort. “A-Alright. You don’t have to threaten me, golly.” 

Flowey mumbled his last few words more to himself, hopefully not provoking Sans any further. Everyone had their limits and he was sure it wouldn’t take much to cross the line with this monster. Injury (or worse, death) wasn’t exactly appealing, especially not in this timeline.

[floralls]

cones by  kellysnapshappy

[rp-suggestionbox]

Interview my OC about questions that has no easy answer.

1. Which should be saved – a bus full of innocent lives or a loved one?

2. You meet a man who has killed someone and done time for it before. Does this factor into how you treat him? Will he ever truly escape that sin?

3. If you could jump back through time to save a loved one’s life, would you? Despite what it might to do the timeline? To everyone else? Do you believe it is their fate to die regardless?

4. You have a secret you swore not to reveal. But this secret is the only thing that would prove your innocence in a separate matter. Is it worth risking your own well-being for the secret? Or would you betray the trust given to you?

5. Is it better to hurt others before they hurt you or let yourself be walked all over and hurt by others?

6. If you tell the truth, an evil person gets to walk away free. If you lie, you may be able to send them away like they deserve. Is honesty worth more than justice?

7. You have the key to immortality in your hands. But not for free. If you want it, as a price, your worst enemy also gains immortality. Is it worth it?

8. If you could gain as much money as you want for losing a sense, would you do it?

9. Can people be held accountable for things people close or related to them did or are they innocent?

10. If a lot of people, possibly innocent people, have to die in order to make a real change, is it worth it? Can you live with their deaths even if it helps people in the present?

11. Imagine there is a beast that craves attention. If you ignore it, despite being deadly, it will leave you alone. Could you live like that? Even if it possibly attacked others? Would you try and challenge something that unknown?

12. If someone else stole something and you stole it back is that a good deed, a bad deed or one of equal worth? Are you better than the original thief?

13. Could you sacrifice yourself for the good of everyone else?

14. What of love? Say you discover your lifelong crush on another has finally been reciprocated… but they are currently dating a family member or a dear friend the crush feels responsible to honour. Do you force the break up? Date on the side? Bottle it up forever?

15. Is lying to others to gain their approval more important than being genuine and hated?

16. Have you ever contemplated killing someone? Who and why? Would you ever act on it? Are you frightened you might?

17. Have you ever gotten sheer joy out of hurting someone else, either physically or mentally? To whom and why? Did it scare you?

18. Have you ever done something morally wrong? If it’s morally wrong do you regret it?

19. What is more likely a thought to you – that this world is wrong or that you are wrong?

20. Are there people in this world who, no matter how much time and penitence is given, should never be forgiven?

21. Are there people in this world you simply think the world would be better without? If you could erase them out of existence without physically murdering them, would you?

22. How do you feel about having an intimate relationship with someone you don’t love? What if they love you in return? Does that make you feel guilty?

23. Could you ever become your own hero? Is that a role you can fulfil or is it something you look to others for?

24. How do you feel about tears? Are they cowardly and weak? Do you cry? Would you consider that shameful?

25. What is more important to you? An idea of yours being used and appreciated or the credit for that idea beings yours and yours alone?

26. Is your personal happiness more important than anything else in the world? Than fame? Than the happiness of others?

27. How far would you go to achieve a dream or ideal? Does it matter who suffers? Does it matter if you suffer?

28. How long would you wait for the one you love? A year? Fifteen years? Forever? Could you honestly be loyal to an unfulfilled love?

29. Is genius equal to hard work? Does a genius deserve praise for doing well without effort? Are they above us?

30. Do we live in a world of parallels? Can there be no hope without grief? No happiness without suffering? Or is a utopia possible?

31. What is more important to you? Being respected and praised by your elders or being looked up to and championed by those younger or of the same age?

32. If you could choose to remove certain feelings such as anger, confusion, sadness, would you remove them?

33. If you could wipe certain memories from your head, would you? Why would you? What memories?

34. What path appeals to you more? An exciting dream that leaves you possibly penniless and alone or a drab existence where you have steady success.

35. Is every person in this world wholly unique or can they be categorized? Can they be grouped and mentally dissected? Are you just another sheep in another flock or are you the sole unique soul?

[barbarian-rp]

Ask away!

[lovely-pal]

//I want to personally apologize for neglecting and/or dropping some of my threads because I'm lazy and unmotivated. Also .anxiety =)

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Continued from here: X

@hushedinsincerities

Flowey, too, wasn’t exactly fond of this alternative Sans. Not that he was all buddy-buddy with the original skeleton, but he preferred him over this cheap knock off. At least the other one knew his name. Apparently this guy hadn’t received the memo. 

“It’s Flowey! Real simple, pal.” For such a tiny flower his words dribbled with a considerable amount of spite and venom.

A scowl soured his expression, disdain narrowing the corners of his mouth. “And I don’t care if this is your house or the King’s himself! I’m bored and stuck in this ridiculous pot. So, indulge me.” Flowey firmly demanded. He indignantly huffed. 

[cathagbheag]

If u wanna be my friend u have to understand that sometimes I can’t cope with conversations. And just because I’m on tumblr effectively shouting into the void but not replying to your message doesn’t mean I hate u it just means that the thought of talking to anyone in depth is extremely overwhelming

[soprxno-blog]

meme; things I like to know about rp partners

[lovely-pal]

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I like to be called: Sunshine (if you call me by my actual name though I don’t mind) My favorite color is: soft, muted yellows and purples with contrasting pinks Gender: female Preferred pronouns: I don’t really care just call me whatever m8 One thing you should know about me: I’m pretty awkward and anxious but also super hyper/talkative at once which is not a good combo honestly One thing you should know about my muse: He won’t say it but Flowey really likes loves Frisk First language: english Other languages known: I’m learning Spanish but at a turtle’s pace

               HIGHLIGHT:

Age range: under 13 | 14-17 | 18-22 | 23-25 | 26-29 | 30+ Am I okay with NSFW?: Yes | No | Sometimes (gore is a-okay but nothing sexual) I have one | more than one muse(s) (they’re on other blogs) My favorite/most common thing to RP is: angst | fluff | smut | crack | other OC friendly? Yes | No | Depends RP blog does | doesn’t contain OOC posts