Papyrus is Sparing You.

Independent and Semi-Selective “Attitude is a choice. Happiness is a choice. Optimism is a choice. Kindness is a choice. Giving is a choice. Respect is a choice. Whatever choice you make makes you. Choose wisely.” ― ROY T. BENNETT Handplates-inspired Papyrus Side blog of soulscarredscientist OC and Crossover friendly Mobile Links

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@mercyfonted ❤ SC

      Arms are folded as he leans against a wall. Brow raising as he looks at the SKELETON. Surprised? No. Nothing really phased him anymore when it came to living things. Other than feeling miffed about things that should technically be dead… But he isn’t going to waste time on that considering humans and races have decided to ignore the natural course of life and become undead in various different ways.

      Still… No point in harassing a SKELETON over things like the fact that SKELETONS should be buried six feet under not walking around the place happy and carefree… Or as happy and carefree as you can be in this place.

      “You look like someone whose never seen someone SLAUGHTERED before their very eyes.” 

      Nice conversation starter.

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                “That- That’s not nice, Mister.” Papyrus stammers. 

He’s been reeling a little, since a bunch of people were made younger. Since he was made younger.

He’s more free than he ever was in the lab here, but he’s shaky and scared. He wants his brother... and he even wants him to be here. He doesn’t like feeling alone.

                “And killing is bad.”

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whisperprinceton‌:

Still blinking blankly at the odd skeleton, she couldn’t help but being a little amused, but also a little skeptical. After all, this strange creature didn’t even know her, they couldn’t. So how could he know if she was nice and kind or a monster in her own right? 

Who was she kidding? She’d barely left her room since she’d arrived here out of pure fear, was it really such a mystery that this was not the kind of thing she was used to. “… I suppose you’re correct. … I don’t tend to spend much time around others. … I’m not very good company.”

But the promise of protection felt a little… uncomfortable. No one protected her, no one took care of her. That wasn’t her role in the world, she was just a useless waste of space. She’d been told it often enough she had no question in her mind if it was true or not. “… You’d be better off… taking care of yourself and yourself alone. You… don’t know me, or anything about me. … There’s not sense in you attaching yourself to me. 

Still, as he continued on to mirror her own sentiment, there was something in her that felt just a little fuller with the agreement. “… There are no guarantees here, just as in the real world. … Not all who are supposedly supposed to protect… do so.” After all, that was what parents were supposed to be for, but hers had done nothing but hurt her for as long as she could remember. “… I’ve been alone for a long time. … I don’t anticipate that changing here.”

                “EVERYONE CAN BE GOOD COMPANY!” Papyrus says brightly, clapping his hands together. “I’M SURE YOU’RE GREAT! NOT AS GREAT AS I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, BUT GREAT NONETHELESS!”

His grin seems permanently fixed with his refusal to let it slip at all, even though it’s not actually. It was always something he found a little funny, about him and his brother. That Sans is the one with a fixed smile while he’s such a Negative Nelly about everything, and that the endlessly cheerful Papyrus is the one with an inexplicably more expressive skull.

Despite being one, Papyrus doesn’t understand Skeleton Monsters at all. He’s okay with that though, since it’s just him and his brother anyway. Or... Just... him here...

He doesn’t need to know when it’s just him, really. 

                “THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN TAKE CARE OF HIMSELF AND OTHER PEOPLE. BACK HOME I TOOK CARE OF MYSELF AND MY LAZYBONES BROTHER SANS! I WANT TO ‘ATTACH’ MYSELF TO YOU!” He’s very, very earnest and genuine, and seemingly unaware how unusual this actually is.

To him being alone is what’s unusual, and with the murder he just couldn’t take it anymore. 

                “BEING ALONE IS AWFUL!! WITH ME AROUND YOU’LL NEVER HAVE TO BE ALONE AGAIN!!”

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whisperprinceton‌:

Blinking at the strange… skeleton… before her, she barely knew what to do with herself. Really, how did they even find the people they brought into this hellish game? And… was this one even a person? She was so confused. 

“… Thank you, I guess. … But why me? … There are plenty of people here who are likely also in need of your… services, so to speak. I’m… okay. … I made it through this round… I just… can’t believe… someone actually did it.” 

Her voice was soft, broken speech only growing more broken as she touched on the subject she didn’t want to think about, let along speak of. “… I didn’t think… someone would actually do it…”

                “YOU LOOKED NICE, SO I WANTED TO HELP YOU, NICE PEOPLE SHOULD STICK TOGETHER, SHOULD WE NOT?” Papyrus forces a grin, clapping his hands together.

He wanted to find someone nice to stick by, since the solitude was starting to get to him. He doesn’t remember a time in his life that he’s been so alone. He’s always had Sans, and he feels deep in his SOUL that even before he can remember, he always had Sans. 

Papyrus doesn’t know how to be alone, let alone how to be alone and scared. He’s just not going to admit that.

                “AND I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM THE NICEST MOST AMAZING PERSON, SO I WANT TO PROTECT ANOTHER NICE PERSON! AND I CHOSE YOU!” She did look nice. And definitely isn’t the bad guy since she doesn’t fit any of the evidence.

                “... I DIDN’T THINK ANYONE WOULD DO IT EITHER.” He says, as softly as his voice actually goes. “BUT ALL WILL BE WELL! NO ONE WILL DO ANY HARM TO YOU WITH THE GREAT PAPYRUS HERE!”

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Shattered Dimensions Starter for @whisperprinceton

                “WELL HELLO THERE MISS!” Papyrus says, trying to keep his usual air of confidence despite how much the sight of a dead body shook him, but it’s pretty obvious he’s scared, with his hands shaking at his sides. “I CAN IMAGINE A TEENAGE GIRL LIKE YOURSELF MUST BE AFRAID WITH A MURDERER ON THE LOSE. HAVE NO FEAR, FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL PROTECT YOU!”

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                “I WAS IN THE LIBRARY W-WHEN H-HE D-DIED, TRYING TO FIND A BOOK I COULD READ THERE. IT’S HARD, SINCE I CAN’T READ JAPANESE. BUT I WAS TRYING! SO I WAS THERE AT THE TIME!!”

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Papyrus starts shaking immediately- his bones rattling audibly- at the sight of the hanging body, and his eyes take on a purple glow, showing his fear and anguish.

Never never never has he seen a dead body. Even if people had died around him before now (which they haven’t), he wouldn’t have have seen anything even close to this, as monsters turn to dust when they die.

So this is a shock, and the most horrifying thing he remembers ever seeing.

Collapsing to his knees, Papyrus hides his face in his hands starting to sob softly. He didn’t know Yuri at all, but the idea of anyone dying, and dying like that is unbearable to him.

But what is he supposed to do? He can’t turn back time to bring the boy back, as much as he wishes he could.

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Shattered Dimensions Starter Call? Like or Reblog for a starter call if you’re in the Shattered Dimensions verse.

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This isn’t good. Papyrus is glad his brother isn’t here, since all Sans does is sleep, but at the same time he wishes he was, because waking up in a strange place and being told that you have to murder someone to leave, then being told that no one can sleep until someone is murdered...

It’s REALLY scary, and Papyrus wishes Sans was here to tell him why it’s going to be okay. As it is now, he’s not so sure...

                “YOU CAN’T BE A BIG SCARDEY CAT, PAPYRUS.” He mutters to himself, or as close to muttering as the typically loud Skeleton gets. “I’M THE AMAZING, BRAVE, GREAT PAPYRUS, FUTURE CAPTAIN OF THE ROYAL GUARD! I CAN’T GET SCARED NOW!”

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[voidscattered] He smiles softly as he gives his congratulations. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY, PAPYRUS!"

It’s Babyplates!Papyrus’s Birthday! @voidscattered​

                “YES IT’S MY BIRTHDAY!! SANS AND I HAVE ACHIEVED OUR YEARLY ROUND TRIP AROUND THE SUN! IT IS FANTASTIC! I HOPE I GET ANOTHER COLOUR CUBE AS A GIFT!”

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*psssst* everyone wish babyplates Pap a happy birthday it’s the only version of him that even has one

[localmagicalboi]

Dear Papyrus

           ✨ @mercyfonted for SEND ME ONE “DEAR—” AND MY MUSE WILL WRITE A LETTER TO THIS PERSON! still accepting.

MY LITTLE SUNSHINE, MY TWINKLY GLITTER, MY COLOR CUBE LOVING STARLIGHT. You really are like my child, aren’t you? You’re so bright and sweet. You know, you’re actually a lot like Gaster. I know he’s kind of grumpy and frowny faced, but he has that same selflessness that you have. I think that’s beautiful. You convey your sweetness in a different way. Yours is all bright and bubbly. Out there for everyone to see. Still, I see a lot of Gaster in you.

I’m incredibly thankful that I have the privilege of taking care of you. Imagine that! Me, lil ‘ole me, taking care of a dumpling like you and feeling the pride of a father in everything that you do. I’m about to be twenty-four-years-old, but I already feel like such an aged dad! Watching you grow is putting some snow colored hairs on my head and I’m not sure how I feel bad it. I guess I should feel good. Salt-n-pepper hair is all the rage in some circles.

Don’t ever let anyone tell you that you’re too weak to do this. Too soft to do that. Not enough toughness, no moxie. Don’t let anyone talk down on you and make you change who you are. Alright? Can you do that for me? I used to have people tell me that and I deeply regret listening to them. Don’t listen to that garbage, it’ll ruin your life. Be you. In the most unapologetic manner. Embrace your mistakes, there are lessons to be found in those.

You’re still so young, but I already see the most brilliant, shimmery future for you. You’re gonna go so far in life! And, I’m gonna be like, YUP, THAT’S MY BOY. I’ll probably cry, too. I’m thinking about you graduating school and I’m already getting a little misty. I need a tissue.  The harsh reality that you’re gonna grow up and be this strong, incredible fellow is killing me a little. I’m gonna be so old ( I’M STARTING TO PANIC, NOW. AAAH. )

Anyway. You’re smart, creative, and special. I’m so proud of you. I love you.

- Papa Vi.

P.S.  I’m sorry that my dad jokes make you mad. I’m the worst! If I were a hotdog… I’d be the WURST. HAH!

[recoversuggestions]

always be kind and try to make the world a better place

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Reblog this if your muse has any number of scars on their body.

[happydayssuggestions]

you treat everybody around you with kindness and respect, don’t forget to do the same for yourself.

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                               to be  kind  in the face of  cruelty… 

                                     to  love  in the face of  hate… 

                                                these are NOT                                                w e a k n e s s e s. 

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Undertale Aesthetics: Snowdin

A long time ago, monsters lived in the ruins back there in the forest. Long story short, we all decided to leave the ruins and head for the end of the caverns. Along the way, some fuzzy folk decided they liked the cold and set up camp in Snowdin.

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