#askmuffet

[luckybun99]

"Hmph. Can't you all see this little adorable deary doesn't like being touched? People, sometimes... so rude..."

*T-thank you..” Garr is in a corner shivering of discomfort :D

[watcher-of-snowdin-blog]

always watching over you~

((Thank you friendo1!!))

[fractis-ossibus]

✂((...did I smell an angst meme? count me in~))

Send me ‘✂’ and my muse will kill yours - Accepting

@askmuffet

Dark… Darker… Yet darker still. The irresistible pull of chaos, the tug of dark tendrils on his soul; he was rapidly losing control. Another confrontation with the Human had finally pushed him over the edge. The landscape that had been fighting in was decimated by the sheer amount of magic used in retaliation; another scar for the already weakened Kingdom. He should have ran while he still could, should have called for help.

    There was no turning back now.

His work all those months ago that had been halted by a certain alternate of his wasn’t finished. The whispers remembered the rampage he had gone on and they weren’t satisfied. How could he have let his goal slip away so easily? It had been within his grasp for the first time, so close he could have tasted it. Far to much time had passed spent doing absolutely nothing productive. He had become soft, tainted by the skeleton that he had claimed as his lover.

    None of that mattered now.

A trail of black viscous liquid marked the path he had taken, devastation on either side further hammering it home that this was truly the end. Once he had crossed into spider territory, Smoke knew who he’d encounter there. Little miss Muffet sat atop her tuffet, selling baked goods and drinking tea all day. Oh yes, he remembered her. They had met once prior, an accident on his part, and had shared a cup or two of tea together.

    What a shame.

She greeted him from a web not too far away, alerted to his presence by the various smaller spiders that called the place home. Her cheerful smile didn’t last, however, as she realized that something was horribly wrong with the skeleton before her. He was dripping with the disgusting goo, a twisted smile framing his jaw, and an evil look to his eye. As he summoned his magic, she turned to run, urging her little spider friends to flee.

    But it was too late.

Large femur sided bones materialized around Muffet’s web, slicing through the silk and causing her to fall to the ground. She cried out for him to stop, fear in her eyes and tears rolling down her cheeks. The distance between them was closed as she tried to scramble away, a blaster forming right in front of her face and blocking her path. The unholy sound it made as it howled in her ears caused her to scream.

    There was no escape.

Left hand extended, blazing with orange magic, a long and sharp rib formed within his palm. Smoke wasted no time wrapping his free hand around her throat and lifting her up. She pleaded with him to spare her, even tried to sway his hand with a promise to pay whatever price he made. The sadistic grin upon the skeleton’s face only grew as he thrust the rib through her stomach, pulling her close so that he could clearly see her eyes.

    Not a sound left her lips.

She fell limp in his hands, turning into dust shortly afterwards. A chorus of sad cries could be heard as the escaping spiders mourned the death of their beloved Muffet. Harsh laughter from Smoke drowned them out as he threw the rib off to the side and continued onward. There was much more to do and an eternity to do it. As he made his way towards the exit, blaster upon blaster began tearing the place up until he had crossed the threshold and vanished.

[jebusfox]

((*mun glances over at your RP with timburrisims* That fanfiction... that laugh. It seems so familiar. Watcher. Watcher no.))

*I WAS 19 WHEN I WROTE THAT OK?!?! I WAS GOING THROUGH A PHASE.

[amidnightfire]

Along came a spider

Starter for @askmuffet​

Grillby was silent as he walked along the stone trail. He always knew when he was getting closer to waterfall, just by the way the snow turned to slush.

It was one of the few days off he had, and had decided to spend it exploring more of Snowdin. Besides, if he stayed home, it would have inevitably led to him cooking again. It would be hard to count it as a day off, if he did the same thing he did while working, right?

That, and he forgotten to restock the kitchen.

Well, that would be fixed at tomorrow's shopping trip. For now, he may as well spend the rare day off just admiring the scenery.

[fractis-ossibus]

Word had reached sans that the fallen human had reached spider territory and was seen wandering around the general area. It didn’t take very long for him to catch up, though he found no evidence of the human having been there when he arrived.

      *hmm...

Both hands were shoved into the skeleton’s jacket pockets as he casually took a look around. There was no carnage, no crying, and certainly no knife wielding psychopath. Either this was a case of

       *guess i can take a nap before i head home.

[jebusfox]

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[ * Frisk proudly sets a few coins down on the table, and points to the spider doughnuts.]

[ * She had been saving up for the spider bake sale for a long time, and she also wanted Muffet to be on her good side. She was determined to make friends with her.]

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