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[gasterishere-blog]

                               [ * They’re his boys now. ]                                                [ * ...And Frisk. ]

                           @beliiief           @sxraphims​          @tiredscience​                              ;;the kind        ;;the savior          ;;the judge

[lqufey-blog]

     「 I am amazed by the craftsmanship, I am obliged to            say.  Who is your maker ? 」

|| requested by @beliiief

[ectoskele-blog]

@beliiief

      [ what sick world would toss a child in the underground just to... there was a pause in her thoughts as she had found herself wondering around. she was.. lost. grabbing her sleeves she pulled them over  her hands before tucking them under her arms. a heavy sigh left her as her eyes wondered over the flowers. she was in waterfall.  odd. she didn’t want to be here.  her hands being scarred made her feel even more unsteady as she was sure even under her sleeves there was many more. her breath came out sharp. even though she was most likely alone. or thats how she felt. ]      [ stopping in her tracks; she took out one scarred hand as a small blue wisp slowly formed then drifted up then danced among the fake current of wind. her eyes following it. a simple SOUL fragment. that’s what it was. from a child that had been on the surface. but still even as it bobbed about the thought of why she was back to WONDERING drifted in her mind. it was all a REPEAT. however no one seemed to remember. or no one she has met has remembered. ]