#hyperlinkd

[girlbossdad]

spending time in jail ( based on a discord rp arc ) w downtime playing card games , as well as being loved on by puppet bf ( ft. @hyperlinkd )

art credit , @saviorsofdark

[girlbossdad]

@hyperlinkd​

              pspsps ,  here spammy lammy ,  c’mere boy .  her lap’s open .

[endevil1]

“    sure,    it’s  a  meager  existence.    to  me,    it’s  bearable.    “    your  lack  of  concern  wasn’t  a  call  for  it.    you’d  never  quite  obsessed  over  it  like  he  has,    but  you  wouldn’t  blame  him  for  it.    your  defeat  wasn’t  quite  a  defeat,    but  a  victory  dressed  in  gauze.    you  couldn’t  afford  to  let  things  haunt  you  any  longer.    you  made  little  changes  in  your  own  little  ways,    and  encouraged  him  to  do  the  same.    “    . . .  tell  me  about  the  things  you  like.    let’s  talk  about  something  else.    “

*    . . .   @hyperlinkd​.

[starfaite]

@hyperlinkd​ said:  WHAT  DID  THE   [[grape]]  SAY  WHEN  IT  GOT   [[crushed]]  ?  NOTHING,  IT   JUST  LET  OUT  A  LITTLE  [[wine]]  .

Layla  usually  had  a  pretty  easy  laugh,   anyone  could  effortlessly  made  her  giggle  even  with  the  silliest  puns.   What  she  didn’t  realize  was  that  she  was  laughing  about  a  poor  grape  being brutally  crushed.

[lv2tactician]

WHY NOT BUY A [[boat]] ? IT'S FOR [[sail]] .

( . )

kromer gone.

think about life.

regret.

[lv2tactician]

✏️ !!

send me a ✏️ and my muse will draw a picture of your muse

they gently place it on top of the small man's head.

[courtsmagicians]

@hyperlinkd​: ❛ WIN OR LOSE, YOU WON’T GAIN [[ anything ]] UNLESS YOU GIVE [[ everything ]] FOR IT. ❜ / CODE GEASS.

             “IS IT REALLY worth it, though?” the question does not come as a challenge — seam speaks with much of the same patience they used to reserve only for jevil. there is something strikingly familiar in the way spamton talks, and though it is difficult to parse meaning, seam has a way of cutting to the heart of his companions’ nonsensical speech. 

“if this world does not matter — why give anything? why GAIN anything?”

[bonepranks]

@hyperlinkd​​: [ green ] / I wanna know when either one of them ever felt [[guilty]] about something 🔫 / MEMORY PROMPTS. / send [ green ] for a guilty or jealous memory.

complete and utter destruction. of all the horrible, horrible outcomes, sans is pretty sure this might be the most devastating one. sure, things could be worse. papyrus could be dead, after all.

that’s the problem, really.

sans isn’t stupid. he’d have to be, to miss the dust covering the human’s clothes and hands, the silence that followed them through the forest. even as he watches from the treeline as monsters are slain before his very eyes — he does nothing.

* my brother has a very special attack.

* remember... blue stop signs.

* are you following me?

it only really hits him when they reach the town — they’ve killed everyone. sans CHECKs them when they aren’t paying attention. LV 8. he feels sick. no one gets a LV of 8 by accident. in fact, all the monsters in snowdin combined wouldn’t give someone a LV of 8, which means...

the woman behind the door. he’d made her a promise, hadn’t he? 

miraculously, the human leaves papyrus alone. they turn down his offer to hang out, and almost walk straight past sans on their way to waterfall, but he stops them.

* you piece of shit

( is what he wants to say )

* what kind of sick game are you playing, huh?

( but all he feels is relief. )

* hey, i really respect what you did back there. * thanks.

( and he lets them go on their way. )

when the human is gone, sans makes his way back to the door, deep in the forest. he sits in the snow and knocks until one of his knuckle bones shatters, and he feels a tiny fraction of his 1 HP get shaved off. watching his own bone fragments turn to dust is morbidly fascinating.

he gets up and heads toward waterfall.

unsurprisingly, by the time he sees them next, waterfall is much quieter than usual. on a normal day, he’d stop undyne on her patrol and rib her until she caved and bought a hotdog. it’s for a special cause, he’d joke. monetarily supporting papyrus’ cooking endeavors. but she isn’t in a very joking mood. he leaves her alone. 

when the human walks along the bridge to hotland, it’s a purposeful walk, but a slow one. there’s no one in pursuit. for a moment, he considers calling alphys, telling her what’s happened. instead, he simply teleports away before they can see him.

the underground is quiet. he wonders if this is what it was like on the surface, after the war. he doesn’t remember. 

* well, judgement-wise... * you’re a pretty bad person.

there’s magic itching in his fingers, and deep in his SOUL. it’s as if his body is telling him to fight. to avenge their fallen friends. it would be so easy. what’s a promise worth to a dead woman, anyway?

* i’ve been knocking on that door to the RUINS... * but that woman hasn’t been answering me... * maybe she’s not feeling well?

but he lets them pass. they didn’t kill papyrus, he thinks. that means there must be some good left in them, somewhere. maybe they’ll learn.

they don’t. the king is dead. the SOULs are gone. and papyrus is still alive. that’s what matters. that’s the only thing that’s ever mattered.

* so, uh... * by process of elimination... * papyrus became the ruler?

WAS IT WORTH IT? LETTING THEM ALL DIE JUST BECAUSE THEY SPARED THE LIFE OF A SINGLE PERSON?

shut up! get out of my head! i made the right choice. it had to be the right choice. it had to be....

✷ ✷ ✷

* UM... * SO, BETWEEN YOU AND ME... * I’M NOT REALLY SURE WHAT I’M, UM, * DOING? * I LIKE BEING IN CHARGE! * IT’S LIKE BEING CAPTAIN OF THR ROYAL GUARD, EXCEPT EVERYWHERE. * ...I MISS UNDYNE.

* SHE ALWAYS TOLD ME TO STICK TO MY GUNS. * I DON’T REALLY KNOW WHAT SHE MEANS * ‘CUZ I DON’T FIGHT WITH GUNS. I FIGHT WITH BONES. * BUT... * AS MUCH AS I KNOW I WAS RIGHT TO NOT HURT ANYONE... * A LOT OF PEOPLE ARE DEAD. * MAYBE I COULD HAVE HELPED? * MAYBE I COULD HAVE DONE MORE TO LEAD THEM ON THE RIGHT PATH? * SANS THINKS I DON’T KNOW, BUT I DO. * I DON’T HAVE THE HEART TO TELL HIM.