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4B one of the skeletons?
TIME TO HARVEST THIS FRESH NEW MEME
❄ and ♫ for all?
❄: A Winter headcanon
Blue enjoys winter; of course, Snowdin is blanketed in snow year round but winter is special to him. It's when the air goes brisk and bitter, icicles grow on the trees, and everything gains a sense of solitude that no other season can muster. He enjoys early morning walks in winter, wrapped up in an overlarge sweater, his legs sinking into the deep snow almost up to his knees.
Dusty is indifferent about winter. It was never any better or worse than the other seasons, just.. colder.
Coby likes winter; the potential of spontaneous cuddle piles rises tenfold and with how warm he is everyone's attracted to him for hugs and warmth. He doesn't mind this at all; he loves cuddles, and warm cuddle piles are the best~Christmas, on the other hand, is another story. Coby often disappears around the christmas season; he goes home, his *original* home, deserted and overgrown by reclaiming wildlife, and treads the quiet, cold, lonely caves, a solitary guardian of the timeline checking up on... things.
Similar to Dusty, Red never cared for the changing of the seasons; he had other things on his mind than the minute changes in weather. Recently, though, with his life on the surface he's started to slow down and take note of the weather; crisp winter evenings and fresh snowfall remind him of home in a way that doesn't hurt quite as much, and they're perfect for snuggling with his boyfriend~
♫: A Musical headcanon
Blue plays bass guitar! After a long and seemingly endless fetch quest line after finding a busted guitar in the dump he got it fixed up and tunes and taught himself how to play. He doesn't really get much chance to jam, bass sounds a bit empty without accompaniment after all.
Dusty has known how to play piano from an early age. He used to play the puzzle piano in Waterfall for stress relief; sadly, this came to an end when his brother broke his fingers and deliberately made them heal crooked as punishment for sneaking off to play. His hands are now pretty useless and painful, though recently he's started trying to play again, giving his hands plenty of rest between sessions. Eventually he'll get it again.
As opposed to other Sans' comedy routines in Mettaton's resort, Coby used to sing. He's into old timey jazz and swing, a couple of his most precious possessions being jazz mix CDs he found in the dump one time and learned the songs from. Apparently he was pretty popular; but as his entire timeline is dead and empty, we'll never know for sure.
Red doesn't really care for music; he never bothered to learn an instrument and indeed stays as far away from the topic as possible considering old experiences with his timeline's resident robot douchebag. Recently he took up the hand harp just as a hobby, and because Gadget likes the music.
♥ for Red?
♥: A Love headcanon
We all know Red is deeply in love with Gadget; so much so that his demeanour will completely flip when his lover's around. Gadget's presence just turns him into a huge lovey dork, he can't take his eyes off him (or his hands either a lot of the time), he's still astounded that this perfect monster chose him of all people to love. He owes everything to Gadget and makes sure his boyfriend knows it.
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☂ - headcanon about rainy days
✈ - headcanon about traveling
☼ - headcanon about sunny days
☁ - headcanon about dreams
❄ - headcanon about winter
☆ - headcanon about stars
⌚ - headcanon about schedules
☎ - headcanon about phone calls
✉ - headcanon about letters
✓ - headcanon about friends
✗ - headcanon about enemies
☹ - headcanon about sorrow
☺ - headcanon about happiness
☤ - headcanon about health
✐ - headcanon about writing
✿ - headcanon about plants
♥ - headcanon about love
♫ - headcanon about music
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“Ah, me neither, really…” He admitted, a little sheepish - time and he had, at best, a passing acquaintance. It still felt like a while, though, and from the looks of those glasses, it certainly had been for Coby. Had they both been adrift, he wondered, ambling through life on separate courses for a while? Was he even using the word ‘ambling’ correctly? He wasn’t sure, so he decided not to think about it.
He beamed warmly back as his friend’s smile grew more genuine, and he chirped slightly at the encouraging sight of twinkling - that was a good sign, right? “Cookies it is, then~” He replied with a nod, drawing nearer as he reached into his inventory to withdraw a large tupperware box. “I, uh, got carried away while trying out a recipe for them, so, I’ve got plenty. D’you like chocolate chip?”
Coby certainly had been adrift; and ambling, or indeed perambulating, might be the perfect word considering his slow, casual journey from one timeline or reality to the next; who knows what’d drawn him on, maybe just a sense of needing to be anywhere other than where he was. No destination in mind, looking for something he knew nothing about, going who knew where or why.
*... chocolate chip is perfect.
The stocky skeleton moves a little closer to peer into the box, his thin tail waving casually behind him, his grin falling back to the neutral when he looks away from Leeory as if it takes energy he doesn’t have to even make an effort at affection.
*.... oh jeez, that is a lot. nothing wrong with excessive baking though, more to share, right?
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“I think so - it kinda feels that way, anyway.” Leeroy responded, rubbing the back of his neck. He felt a little awkward, not entirely sure what to say - ‘how’ve you been’ felt a little too stilted and trite, like window-dressing words. “You hungry? I’ve got cookies.” That was… at least marginally better, he thought. Cookies, after all, definitely meant something. They meant deliciousness.
*...i.... don’t even know how long it’s been.
A hand comes up to adjust his glasses as the slight awkwadness of this meeting gets to him a little, the lenses a little scratched and frames more worse for wear then the last time anyone saw him. Now long has it been? Certainly a long time... at least for him. Time is funny that way.
There’s a few things he needs to do, people he needs to see, and apologise to, and... hug...
Right now, though...
His neutral grin widens into an affectionate one as he gives his friend a smile, his eyelights twinkling gently. He’d been unsure how many friends he had left after his long, meandering wander... but he knows he can always count on Leeroy.
*... yeah.
He could do with the energy, anyway. It’s gonna be hell getting back into the swing of things.
*cookies are exactly what i need right now.
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*it’s been a while, hasn’t it?
Thinking of rebooting maybe, idk
I’m back provisionally, who missed me
So.... It’s been a while sonce I’ve been on this blog... and to be honest, since I took a step back my mental health has gotten worse, to the point where I don’t know if I can keep on with this story at present.
I’ve just moved, and there’s shit going on, and there’s so much happening at once that I can’t cope with right now, and all of that’s coming together to make it almost impossible to keep up a coherent narrative.
So... sorry, guys. I’m going on hiatus, and I don’t know when I’ll be back.
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i’m having a ton of trouble roleplaying or figuring out responses, my head is full of achey fog
i might step away for a while until i’m better
What does interest you then, if monsters don't? Besides the prospect of getting home, I mean, that one's obvious. What do you do, Kyanite?
“my priority is getting back to Homeworld... somehow. as for what i do.. you really think i’m going to discuss my duties with someone like you? you’re not a gem and you belong to a race of people i’m wary of if not downright dislike... if you’re even a race at all. you could just be one person. i can’t tell you apart.”