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Most likely inactive for ever, if I ever post again here it might be musings... Thanks for the fun times, this blog will stay up as archive.

#interlude - ooc

His box is like an old dusty room, filled with forgotten belongings, dirt, and little pieces of himself in every herb and corner. There's a sense of home in it, even if he may never fit in. He'll never be homesick, more likely will he sneer at it one day. Trying to keep it clean but ultimately failing. It's a fruitless effort after all, keeping the dust bunnies away. They'll hop right back, nestling themselves in the crevices when he looks away for but a mere second. Despite this, the herbs smell comforting, despite this, it's a warm hug greeting him every time he looks into it.

It's his old dusty room - his broken down confusing home.

#steady footsteps - ginko #home - mushishi [verse]#//clinic sucks and it's sucking me dry #//yearn for a home and peace like ginko has in the world

“Be sure to never keep your cigarettes loose in your pocket. They’re not pocket change, they will break.” He’s definitely not thinking back to all the money he’s lost due to forgetting that very basic rule.

#steady footsteps - ginko #//ginkos life advice

The Stars [Poetry lines]

You are hope after dusk. You are fate with its sleeves rolled up. You are sorrow when it is denied a name. I don’t know where you got all this sadness from, but here, here. Let me hold it for you, if only for a moment. Here, here. There are nights long enough to put it down.

Tagged by: @bladedwingsandclaws

#steady footsteps - ginko

Anonymous asked: “What's the worst mistake you have ever made?“

“Put what I want above the needs of the world.” It’s a simple mistake, painfully easy to make, with results so grave that you might harm worlds. He’s trying hard to never repeat it.

#steady footsteps - ginko

rainy-autumn-day

#nature's song - aesthetic #//no energy for writing big sorry

hardmode-fell-save

► "Take better care of yourself." @sugamenouo

Send my character a ► and a command. They must obey.

“that’s such an annoyin’ blanket order. but fine, i’ll take better care of myself today.

fuckin’ what? i’ll eat three meals, drink water, an’ avoid smokin’. that enough for you?”

@sugamenouo

sugamenouo

He wouldn’t have requested the lack of smoking - but this comes to show that the skeleton at least won’t be harmful toward himself. A time span of a day is good enough already and Ginko offers a proud smile. He’s sure he isn’t the only one nagging Sans about his health.

#steady footsteps - ginko

havin-a-great-time·:

He sighs, tapping on the wall for a second as he organized his thoughts on these two inquiries. Fucking, might as well. Wouldn’t hurt, hopefully, if this human doesn’t go out shouting his name.

“…my name is sans. good luck hearing anythin’ good though, shit townsfolk love to gossip about whatever if they’re not busy killin’ each other.” He shrugs, breathing in deeply of the cigarette smoke.

“secondly, i wouldn’t know, i don’t have lungs to use. everythin’ i use is magic based, gets absorbed straight into the soul and bones. but if i had to guess, smoking in here would prove pretty bad after a while. if you can’t hold back, don’t do it too long in here. if you can, head out of the waterfalls and sneak past snowdin. head to the forest, that’s where i usually do it.”

He thanks Sans and idly wonders about the contradiction stated - Going to the forest to smoke? But not having lungs to do so? Despite his interest, he knows his welcome was overstayed. If he were to catch information from the townsfolk without being seen, he’d be lucky, however unlikely that was while having to hide.

“Well... see you.” Ginko silently wishes the stranger luck, before striding off.

#steady footsteps - ginko #fresh air - thread #//sans vc: i smoke but i cannot smoke #//ginko: doubt #//should probably call this thread done btw-

havin-a-great-time:

“true, but who’s going to do that? everyone’s looking out for themselves, and yes, it’s pretty fuckin’ impossible to set up a new system with what we have here. either some people are for the law, or some aren’t strong enough to really make a difference.” The sound of a lighter flicking a few times fills the quiet moment as he light his own cigarette.

Everything about this place was fucked up, if he could he would drop everything and leave, but alas, that just wouldn’t be possible for him.

“better not get caught, or you’ll be stickin’ a shit ton of paperwork on to me. and you better get goin’ my break’s over in ten minutes. i suggest you to stick to the corners and the shadows, but i dunno, undyne could probably spot you easily. you know, if she’s up to workin’ today.”

Ominous warning, but a warning nonetheless. One Ginko was sure to heed around here. Going from the rules the other outlined this place wasn’t fun. In the back of his head, Ginko wasn’t even a hundred percent sure that he would not sell him out. Yes, the so called monster seemed weary and exhausted, the drag in his voice obvious, but if they really needed only one more human to break that barrier and be free? Caution was a must.

Ginko cringes at the endless moist walls, pondering whether there was any way at all to help this place. Giving himself up wasn’t even an option this time, there was no way he’d aid that king with his war plans. He can’t help but feel pain for everyone where who was doomed simply for being born in these caverns.

“Two last questions before I leave you alone, if that’s all fine by you.” For once he’s not waiting for a response, seeing as the other wanted him gone sooner rather than later.

“First, what’s your name if you don’t mind sharing. I’d love to have some names to listen around for, you know to not be entirely lost. And secondly, are these caves save to smoke in? Or do you know places where I could rest to smoke?”

#steady footsteps - ginko #fresh air - thread

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