#frisknorisk

[crumbledjudgement-blog]

Everyone’s gone on holiday (before I forget)

-finger pistols-

Thanks for reading my about page buddy chum pal friend homie buddy chum friend pal home slice dog--

[absantia-blog]

@frisknorisk started following you

hey, what’s up? i’m sans. sans the skeleton.

[seissouls]

 @frisknorisk liked for a starter...

“Okay, Bellamy. Okay. She’ll... She’ll understand.”

The child knocks on the door of the Dreemurr residence slowly, rhythmically, and delicately with the hand of a ghost. Today is the day she asks for Toriel’s forgiveness -- though it’s too late, in some respects, the ballerina wants the closure she’d been frolicking away from for years.  

“Please.”

Patiently, she waits, ready to give up her pride to uphold her INTEGRITY. Little does she know, however, that the home is empty-- save for a very alive, very human teenager unfamiliar to her.