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[justspear]

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“You ought’ta join our cooking lessons sometimes, Sans.”  Crooked grin and pointing teeth as she leans against his stand; the offer’s sincere even past her ever - building enthusiasm.  “Papyrus would love it.  Hell, we could make it into a competition!”  She can see it now!  BROTHER VS. BROTHER!  THE PASSION AND INTENSITY!  “That would be awesome!”

[theirmercy-a]

        error error error--------

        this is wrong wrong wrong; he wants to go back, he wants to hide in the dark--he can’t see others in the dark, can’t see them; he doesn’t want to see, to remember. he knows, he knows! he knows they’re real and he’s not. not anymore, not ever again; it hurts it hurts it hurts----he doesn’t move, doesn’t go back; he’s afraid of the dark.

@onehpwonder || r.s.

[megalotm-blog]

* you   are   the   void.      you   encompass   the   idea   ,   nay   ,   you   embody   the   vast   emptiness   that   lies   after      death.      you   have   seen   many   a      timeline      now   ,   anomaly   after   anomaly   ,   presence   of      another   YOU      does  not   bode   any   surprise   or   ill-will   to   you.   skeletal   fingers   tuck   into   pocket   stretched   ‘cross   your   abdomen   ,      saccharine   smile   ,   thylacine    in   it’s   appearance   ,   creeps   on   your   features   ,   but   there   is   a   slight   hesitation   within   your   own   smile   ,   yes   ,   a   question      dares      to   dance   ‘pon   the   tip   of    your   tongue.

   *      “   this   meetin’   of the minds here is really rattlin’ my bones   ,   pal   ,   but i got somethin’ on my mind .   .   .            /            *      .   .   .            /            *      .   .   .   what was      your      FRISK      like ?   “

starter call.   /   @onehpwonder

[theirmercy-a]

hi 911? @onehpwonder​ gotta be framed for murdering my heart

[resetkid]

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oh he heard he was just giving her the chance to fix her mistake before getting grounded is all

looks  over  her  shoulder...?   what’s  she  doing?

ah.   she  was  just  looking  for  who  you  think  you’re  talking  to  like  that !   ‘cause  she  knows  for  damn  sure  it’s  not  her.

[resetkid]

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skip what now

‘  you  heard.  ’

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Frisk hates talking about their problems or their past or their fear.  It’s one part a desire to move on and forget, two parts the desperate wanting to be anything but a burden.  They want their friends to smile; if they’re sad, then their friends won’t.  But this --- this is important, and they need to figure it out with someone.  Sans seems like he’ll understand most.  (  or at least be the least likely to tell toriel.  )

Now that they’re ambassador...they’re on the news.  In papers.  And that means attention, and that means -------

“Sans, c - can I...?  A gentle tug on his jacket.  “I n - need advice.  About...family stuff.”

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“ * you know i’m not like that. ”

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head heavy , asriel laughed to see sans there , with him : he wasn’t sure what the laugh was for , really . HIMSELF ? maybe it was the strange stillness of the situation : the way both of them seemed to tremble , as if they weren’t sure how to handle , no , WEREN’T EQUIPPED to handle how to really be , together , like this ? in a gentle field of flowers , with asriel as he was then , AT LEAST FOR NOW .

the last time he saw sans , ( he was flowey , he was the COLD THAT SETTLED IN TOO DEEP , a smile that cut clean like a knife ) he was a child . and sans … sans had never been much of a child ; never young . he was a head EVER WEARY , of worn-out bones , of laughter with a strange tone . asriel had not understood the way the cup always seemed HALF-EMPTY , how the world balanced on a single string .

he knew now . he knew the way the world paled , where he HAD TO STRUGGLE to find a splash of color ; knew the smile that promised something different , promised strength where there was none .

asriel wasn’t a child , anymore . sans wasn’t the SAME , ANYMORE . ( his fault, he thought , because even when he knew sans remembered , FLOWEY DIDN’T STOP . instead it was amusing , it was fun , it was flowey’s knowing face as he tricked the others over and over and over again . what can you do ? his smile asked . WHAT CAN YOU POSSIBLY DO ? ) 

❛ are you here to laugh at me ? ❜ asriel asked more out of pain than of truth , more to rid himself of a STRANGE SILENCE , of a gaze heavy enough to hold him still .

but all sans responded was : * you know i’m not like that. 

which was true . it was true like the way SAN’S EYES WOULD TRAVEL UP to the stars , how he had always wanted more while asriel was happy with what he had . true like the way SANS WOULD HOPE , would dream , and asriel had thought, then , maybe we are a bit similar – but that was a different story , that was a different time , that was when hoping DIDN’T HURT , didn’t smile with closed teeth and said : what did you believe in me for ?

❛ you’re right , ❜ asriel said . ❛ i do know . ❜ and asriel smiled at him , SMILED AT HIM even if they both knew it was just to somehow bridge the gap between them . ❛ i’m sorry . i know it won’t make up for all i’ve done … i know my words don’t really MEAN ANYTHING , not to you . but even if i did not care , then , i watched you . i watched you LOSE HOPE , too . ❜

looking away because keeping eye-contact pained him , asriel opted to look down into the flowers beneath him , instead . ❛ … you’re so strong , sans . and i know , i know nothing will be the SAME AS IT WAS . i know it’s hard to trust frisk . but trust them , now . you’re allowed to have your happy ending . you can be happy , sans . ❜ his heart shuddered , and asriel knew he was about to cry , BUT HE DIDN’T , HE COULDN’T .

❛ hey … if you don’t mind … tell me how pretty the stars are , out there . ❜