blake kathryn
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Peter Solarz
if i look back, i am lost
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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@sansgst
Superhero themed ita bag inspired by My Hero Academia, Marvel, and DC. Proudly show off your cosplay, enamel pins, and acrylic charms!
Hey guys! If you haven’t been following me on my other social medias, I’ve had my Kickstarter going for my very first ita bag!
Please consider pledging/sharing/getting the word out to wherever you can, if you are able! I really want to fund these and make these a reality for people to get. Thank you so much for your support!
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* Chara is open for questions.
Limited Time Commissions!
Wow, it’s Undertale’s Anniversary! I can’t believe it’s been that long!
I’ve made so many friends in this fandom, and even though I’m going back to my original works, I still have to give kudos for how much Undertale has impacted me as a person. It’s still an amazing game to me, and I just… I can’t even put into words how much this has helped me in my life.
Partly because I’m still tired as hell from lack of sleep + worry, but that’s besides the point.
I want to offer a sale for those that have been in the fandom for a while, as well as newcomers just coming into the fandom.
I’m offering large icons/profile pictures for $10 each.
Here’s an example of what you’ll get:
It will be in more color, or in one color like this. It’s up to you.
But you get one profile picture, large resolution, for $10.
I’M ONLY OFFERING THIS FOR ONE WEEK. IT ENDS ON THE 23RD.
So you have until next Friday to order one, and I will work very hard to get these out to you QUICKLY. And, if you want, I can livestream the work in progress for you, as well.
If you’re interested, please contact me on tumblr, or via email – katnh@firebead(dot)net.
Thank you so much!
Too Little Too Late
Shit.
This wasn’t going as planned.
He saw the light in his friends maw and his pupils shrank in fear. Without thinking, he rushed forward and did something he would never do to Pup if he had any other way. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry Pup…”
And with that he removed himself from Re, and curled himself around Pup’s soul.
Everything stopped.
The feeling of depression hit Fresh hard, as well as anger. There was an underlying melancholy that ran deep through the blaster, and then...
The memories.
Blood flew from the flesh between Pup’s fangs, a memory of the war.
He’d mentioned it before, but Fresh would now realize -- Pup had fought in the war between Humans and Monsters.
The memory of it was clear, almost like it was yesterday. He was a beast, the dog of war, and he fought alongside not only Gaster, but his brother, as well.
Regret filled Pup’s bones.
The past was the past, but now, his brother was gone... thanks to Fresh.
The memory bled away, shifting to a different one -- Gaster falling away from skeletal hands, and a staggering step back as he watched the figure fall, to their death...?
It was him. It was his fault.
Pup had been the one to push Gaster into the CORE. He’d hurt Papyrus... and hurting his brother... was unforgivable.
Along with regret... came rage. Now, Pup had actually come so far, found love... only to have it ripped away. In one fell swoop, he’d lost both mate and children, lost everything he held dear... and the only thing that had kept him together before, was now gone.
Papyrus was gone.
Pup didn’t try to fight the possession, only let his memories and feelings overwhelm him as he shook in place, a low whine let out as he sunk to the floor.
He went silent, the beast inside of him taking over his formerly clear mind. Wasn’t Sans usually able to reason with himself, to shake away the feral feelings that threatened to send him spiraling into madness?
It was strange. The thing that stuck out most of all...
Pup... didn’t feel like a Sans.
FreshKing is best ship! (Also consider Edge-KingxAngst Queen for Feels Royalty)
// “Feels Royalty” omfg
I think a whole lotta people gotta fight each other for the title of Angst Queen tbh, I’ve seen multiple people be called that :0
So I wanna see a good old-fashioned throwdown for the title, yes yes I do //
// I think we all know who the Angst Queen is.
Too Little Too Late
Fresh wanted nothing more than to run over to his lost friend and hug him, but it was clear that Pup didn’t even notice presence. And he felt that if he stepped close Pup would mindlessly lash out and attack him. Well, considering what he’d done Pup might attack him anyway. Nevertheless he needed to act, and act NOW.
Taking a few running steps forward he summoned up a volley of bones as well as his blasters and began bombarding the laughing Gaster Sans along with Pup.
The skeleton disappeared, leaving the blaster alone. Pup stood there for a moment, looking around… before he began to tear apart the room.
Ironically, talking did not seem to be the solution to this situation, despite their history together.
Pup was mad.
Something needed to be done.
He had hoped Pup would calm down enough to be talked to after the attacker was gone but that didn’t seem to be the case. He skipped back a few steps as the other began to rip apart everything in reach and tried to think of something to do.
“Pup! Pup its Fresh please calm down!!! Listen to me!” He screamed and summoned another bunch of bones, these ones not to attack but to try and cage and contain the manic blaster.
There was no getting to the beast.
He saw the bones as a threat, moving to shoulder them and turn his gaze on the one who summoned them.
The colorful one.
Wide, angry eyes stared at the parasite through the sunken eye sockets of the skull, maw opening wide as a familiar light shone from within his throat.
Too Little Too Late
Fresh wanted nothing more than to run over to his lost friend and hug him, but it was clear that Pup didn’t even notice presence. And he felt that if he stepped close Pup would mindlessly lash out and attack him. Well, considering what he’d done Pup might attack him anyway. Nevertheless he needed to act, and act NOW.
Taking a few running steps forward he summoned up a volley of bones as well as his blasters and began bombarding the laughing Gaster Sans along with Pup.
The skeleton disappeared, leaving the blaster alone. Pup stood there for a moment, looking around... before he began to tear apart the room.
Ironically, talking did not seem to be the solution to this situation, despite their history together.
Pup was mad.
Something needed to be done.
Too Little Too Late
@sansgst
As soon as Kazoo left in his unsteady state Fresh started to hop from timeline to timeline, looking desperately for Pup. He’d been doing this for weeks already, with no luck. He knew it was a one in a million chance to land in the timeline that Pup had gone to, but he couldnt stop himself from trying. Maybe…maybe this time, he’d get lucky.
He landed in yet another Underfell verse and dodged a bone that was automatically thrown his way before teleporting out. “Jeez, why do all of them act so unrad-”
He froze. He hadn’t payed attention to where he’d landed and when he finally noticed he looked up just in time to see a cloud of dust spew from a monster he recognized as Pup’s pregnant lover. And next to that was Pup, in his blaster form.
Fresh’s mouth hung open in horror as he watched the scene unfold, arriving just a little too late to prevent any of it. “P…Pup?” He hated how his voice shook and so did his hands. “Pup!”
Pup was beyond being able to be spoken to.
He flew in a fury at the Gaster Sans -- at Void -- but the other only laughed as he dodged every blow that was aimed at him.
It was clear that Pup was getting tired... but he ignored it, due to being so full of rage.
He didn’t even notice that Fresh was there.
The blaster was blind to everything.
— Wolf wasn’t too sure as to WHAT he expected, but he honestly thought that Pup’s initial reaction was rather amusing… And kind of cute, as well. However, in this context, Pup also looked worried, which made Wolf a little nervous.
He figured that he wanted Wolf to LEAVE, but even though Wolf knew it was best that he did, he couldn’t get himself to. Something told him to try and get the other out of there as well, and despite not knowing how to, he was still going to TRY.
* —– look, i don’t know or care what you might be thinking right now, but i’m going to try and get you out of here. i can’t let you stay here. it… hurts.
— Wolf didn’t mean physical pain, he meant emotional pain, but nonetheless it hurt him a LOT to see Pup the way he was. With a little bit of determination, Wolf then tried to find a way to free Pup, though having a feeling he couldn’t.
He was running out of time.
Shaking his head, Pup tried to protest, to push against Wolf, to try to tell him... but he couldn’t speak while in this form.
And he was too injured to change back, lest he wanted a death wish. Like last time.
He had no want to visit the reaper again.
A whine sounded out from Pup’s throat as he tried to get the message across, but it was useless.
A shadow fell across the two, and Pup cringed, trying to move in front of the other, to protect --
Too late.
A blink of the eyes was the only moment that passed, and dust was in the air, cascading down and scattering in the stale wind like sand.
Pup HOWLED.
Rage. Sorrow. Dismay. Disbelief.
Revenge.
All of those emotions overwhelmed him, crashing on him all at once, like a tidal wave. He saw nothing but RED.
The blaster lunged at the murderer, the chain snapping like a twig.
// dips toes into cold water y halo der
i will slowly try to revive this journal again. i do have a couple of plot things i’d like to get past/finish up after months of waiting... but i kind of do miss rping pup and am going to try to be active on this account again.
if you miss talking to me, i’m always available on @feth if you ever want to chatter at me.
but yes. thinking seriously about coming back.
// i guess i should put this blog on hiatus, due to rl stuff.
sorry, guys. i’ll try to return when i can.
i just got way too overwhelmed with this blog.
pup’s story isn’t done just yet...
in the meantime, you can find me @feth
thanks.
// FLYING TACKLE HUGS!!!!! ❤❤❤❤❤
-INCOHERENT SCREAMING.- <3333333
// I MISSED YOU SO MUCH FRIEND
I STILL NEED TO DRAW YOU THINGS
AND CONTINUE WRITING THAT ONE STORY FOR YOU
I AM THE ANGST GOD!!! BOW DOWN BEFORE ME!!! For I am to short to stand above you...
// sorry, you’re gonna have to compete with me for that title. >;3
i can almost feel the tick like clockwork; hearing all the voices in my head each time i go – there’s a GAME they play that i’m not part of, tearing at the weaknesses and all the faults they know
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Personals please don’t reblog.
— Accepting the embrace rather QUICKLY, Wolf kept close to Pup, slowly looking over the other to see what had happened to him while he was gone. Seeing the excessive amount of wounds scattered across the other’s body, he INSTANTLY felt pained.
After a few moments of silence, Wolf took a deep breath, looking to Pup as he gently petted the other’s neck vertebrae. He could vaguely remember something about it being soothing, but he wasn’t ENTIRELY sure.
* —– pup, this is really important. it’s… heh, this is harder to say than i thought it would be, honestly…
— Finally working up the courage after another moment of silence, Wolf smiled at his lover, albeit nervously. He was WORRIED about the reaction.
* —– … you’re going to be a father, pup.
Drawing back in surprise, Pup let out a whuff of concern, both eyes peering at the other.
“WHRRFFF?” He drew back a claw and pressed it gently against Wolf’s chest, head tilting to the side as he peered closely at it, as if he could see the souls there.
He couldn’t, of course, but his interest was piqued. Wolf would not lie about something like this, and for him to come all this way, just to seek him out...
And in his condition...
... he shouldn’t have been here at all.
Worry now spread across Pup’s face as he lowered his entire body, a keening sound echoing from his throat.
Wolf should leave -- if he could escape, with the children, Pup would be happy.
“ @sansgst is an angst birb who will rip your heart out, but it’s the most enjoyable experience you’ll ever have. Feth is wonderful and she runs two other blogs that are equally as amazing- including her own Underfresh parasite OC, who I’ve grown attached to lately”
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// crIES this is the BEST EVER??? like oh my god thank you so much ;___; this just... aaaaa this cheered me up so much thank you bless ;__;
/ sets down url with complimentary angst
/// oh gosh hello sweetheart– I guess just put the angst anywhere, it’s all over the place here anyhow c:
@sansgst
Do I Follow Them?: absolutely! they’re so cool. so cool.Why Did I Follow Them?: for the reason stated above, as well as that I absolutely love love love their writing. Their portrayals never fail to be immaculate and astounding, and I aspire to write like they do. So naturally, I followed them. (also I happen to love me some heartrending angst, yes I do.)Do We Role Play?: haha, I’m not that lucky c: Do I Want To Role Play With Them: *whispers* gosh golly yesAn AU Idea For Our Muses: hmmmm….! Welp, howzabout an AU where everybody’s in a band of some type. There’s an enormous competition going on, half of it is the actual competition and the other half is everybody’s ego riding on it. Let shenanigans ensue as relationships crumble and rivalries form, as people attempt to sabotage others into losing and THEN LET’S MESS EVERYTHING UP BY ADDING IN A MURDER-MYSTERY.A Song For Our Muses: hm, what about Superheroes, the Script? (( dunno why, but haha ))Do I Ship Our Muses?: Fell is skittish af, poor Pup would have a hell of a time to get Fell to talk to him normally, much less anything else. Same with any of this darling’s muses, actually.What I Think About The Mun: They’re so dedicated and so patient, and very skilled at what they do. Admirable in many ways, and deserving of good things in life. I absolutely love them, they’ve always been so very polite and kind every time we’ve spoken. Overall Opinion: an amazing blog with an amazing muse and an amazing mun! very cool, very sweet, very amazing. A good person to aspire to!Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 1000000000000000000000000000
// i love you
