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I decided to do this comic because I read it one day and it just pinches my heart to see Sans taken hostage by Flowey. Sorry if my voice for Frisk sucks sinc...
So this is a dub of @ninathepink‘s comic. I felt really saddened by the aspect of Sans taken hostage by Flowey. But I enjoyed dubbing this.
Awake
A little drabble to make Nina’s day brighter...sorta... Inspired by Josh Groban’s “Awake”
A beautiful and blinding morning The world outside begins to breathe
Their lives together had begun in a whirlwind, a chance meeting that led to so many more. She hadn’t expected it to grow into what it had. Days spent together eventually led to nights. Although neither really spoke of it, Roxy had a feeling that their first night together had startled Augustine just as much as it had her. With him, she felt as if a whole new world had been presented before her, one where she could be free to be herself and be loved because of that. It only cemented her adoration.
See clouds arriving without warning I need you here to shelter me And I know that only time will tell us how To carry on without each other
She knew it wouldn’t last forever. He was mortal. She was not. She would be forced to watch as time worked inexorably on him and leave her in that frozen present in which all her kind existed. And yet, she regretted not a moment, only wishing to cling tighter to him with what time she had.
So keep me awake to memorize you Give me more time to feel this way We can't stay like this forever But I can have you next to me today
That had been many years ago today, that first meeting that had progressed into what they had now. Decades and yet it had been hardly more than a blink for the sprite. How had the time passed so fast? Sometimes it almost felt like just yesterday she had confessed her love and he his.
“What’s on your mind, mon flamme?”
The weakened voice called her attention the present and the redhead glanced up and over at the man lying in bed. Where once thick black hair lay, only silver wisps remained now to frame a lined face where smiles once rested. Time and illness had worked their magic on him, leaving him physically half the man he had been. It had done nothing to the mind behind those beautiful blue eyes, the intelligence and forceful personality behind the failing body keeping her entranced through all these years.
If I could make these moments endless If I could stop the winds of change If we just keep our eyes wide open Then everything would stay the same
“Nothin’ much, sweetheart.” Roxy reached out to touch his cheek, his skin cool beneath her palm. She knew she wouldn’t have much longer with him. “Just how much I love you, really.”
His eyes had closed again, his breath rattling in a chest too thin by half. For a long moment Roxy believed he had dozed off again. He surprised her by speaking again, the cloudy blue eyes opening to fix on her, a smile on his lips. “An old man like me?”
She laughed and bent over to press a kiss to his forehead. “You’ve only exchanged your outer appearance, Augustine.” She murmured. “You’re the same man you’ve always been and my feelings have never changed.”
We'll let tomorrow wait, you're here, right now, with me All my fears just fall away, when you are all I see
“I…love you too, mon flamme,” His eyes fluttered closed, his breathing slowing.
“….sleep well, sweetheart.”
We can't stay like this forever But I have you here today And I will remember Oh I will remember Remember all the love we shared today
Do you have to eat, Flowey? Or do you get your nutrients some other way?
“I don’t have to, but this bucket of bones does.”* (he runs on bullshit and fear.)
Anon: Do you think Roxy might be pushing for some sort of experimentation in regards to dhamphir creation?
Alistair: “Oh, I doubt it, honestly. It is a rather interesting concept… I just don’t think I’ve found anyone I’m quite willing to starting a family with yet.”
Roxy: “That’d probably be a disastrous combination in one creature. I mean, c’mon, both our good looks plus fire and vampirism. Nobody’d survive that creation.”
Anon: So would you call the kid a dhamphire?
Roxy: “More like a /damn/phire.”
Nina: ROFL
Mids: hehehe
Nina: More like damn-fire
Mids: No, that's Lea's and Roxy's child.
What are your thoughts on a reset?
“Well, I’d just be able to do the exact same thing. Over and over again. I need to figure out Sans’s strange powers.”
What are your plans for Frisk?
“A surprise.”* ( i hope we never see it )
*yells* DREAMS IS LAME
SAY THAT TO MY FACE
"I'm here..." - Pumpkin
Aurin were small… so small… they seemed even smaller when nearly shredded to ribbons. It was almost hard to tell it was even N, pale skin and green fur marred by ugly red slashes. He was a horror show, and perhaps Pumpkin would have exacted a little engineer-style revenge on his assaulters, had N’s mind not gotten to them first. Did that one soldier even still have a head? It was hard to tell under crumpled and bloodied metal, and the red smears and spatters marked where something had repeatedly tried to flatten it against the ground. Hell hath no fury like the instincts of a dying esper.
He could barely speak, barely breathe with nearly every ugly scar of his ripped right back open. N had survived some pretty miraculous things before, but this wasn’t going to be one of them. That seemed the last thing on his mind, however, with how his chest tried to heave as he stared down at his hands. Ears twitched, and he lifted his eyes up to Pumpkin’s approach. Had she seen? What would she say? He could barely even still shake, and his fading vision began to swim with tears.
“… I’m a monster…”
