#rvdvmption

[smokeysins]

Pets their favorite skelly on his neck, juuuust where he likes it!

And cue arching of a back then leaning into their touch purring as he closes his eyes enjoying this, very- very much. “Mmm.. yeahh baby... right there.”

[floweypacifistweed]

rvdvmption for the URL meme!

My Opinion on;

Character in general: How can you not love Frisk. I mean come on. Not only are they so very open to interpretation and imaginable from pretty much EVERY angle, they are also portrayed and loved in the most different forms. A beacon of hope that you want to be more like and feel yourself drawn to? A troubled protagonist suffering from their time above and learning to be included in a new kind of family? A pained antagonist of their own story, who can’t help themselves but lash out against obvious monsters, trying to kill them in their own home? Non-binary, mute, soft bean to genocidally bored. Really everybody can fill the gaps however they see fit here.

How they play them: So... we just started out on this first thread... and I was BEYOND happy and excited. Their muse is EVERYTHING I imagined Frisk to be (and become). When I first read their pages, I was intimidated with their interpretation and how well thought out their character was portrayed. A detailed, well loved muse and I just started out with this little runt and had probably found some muse, who I felt extremely close to, but who might not enjoy my portrayal of this very new muse at all. My fears were very much unfounded. I CANNOT believe, that this amazing person was just dropped in my lap. The feeling of finding them was... like opening your Christmas present and finding even an upgrade to the very first wish on your list. I fell in love with them and they will keep my love and support. I cannot even imagine how ungodly perfect these threads may turn out. The Mun: I followed them and we came together under such completely mystical circumstances that fit right in with another mun I started to talk to just a day prior. Now we all sit on Discord (even right now) and make dumb jokes, tell kind of heavy stories and flip out about Halloween and spooky shit. *flings arms in the air* How do these things just happen?! They are like one of the sweetest beans, I know. I legitimately have no words for how very happy I am to have met them. We resonate in a way that is just kinship and I really love it.

Do I:

RP with them: OH HELL YES. I am and I am eager for more anytime. The mun is a busy bee, but I can tell you immediately that every second is worth the wait! I am so ready to plot with them and just write to them and never stop with the interaction... that I actually feel a bit embarrassed. Interacting with somebody so like minded and with such an amazing character portrayal is like a dream come true. It feels like somebody put a mirror before my wildest dreams and pulls it away, just to reveal that those imaginations and hopes do REALLY exist. Frisk is such an important character to me personally and I hope so so very much that I will not disappoint them in my own portrayal, because their writing and imagination is completely perfect. Want to RP with them:  Yes. Insatiably! I could do nothing else all day and I’d call it a perfectly productive and happy time! I like to just let my creativity fly and with them around that’s not hard at all! If you want to step up to an OG Frisk with a bit more mature air, this is the muse for you, plus the mun, who pulls the strings is an amazing sweetheart. How are you still keeping away?! GO THERE AND TELL THEM HOW AMAZING THEY ARE!

What is my;

Overall Opinion: I have a feeling explaining this will be hard, but I will still try to do it to the best of my abilities.

If you ever put together a puzzle of any kind and you may imagine it even be a milk puzzle, scattered all about and it is the first milk puzzle you try... you get how I have felt, when I started out with this muse on here. Uncertain, overwhelmed and really... scared even, because I had bad times during my RPs, especially on tumblr. Trusting people became harder.... and throwing in effort started to feel unpleasant. I stopped eventually and missed the easy way to generate some creativity and just throw something into the world that I could do well and that others would hopefully enjoy.

You work through all these scattered pieces and try to categorize them... and it doesn’t work out too well. You get stuck a lot, you are unsure... some pieces may fit, but you can’t really be certain... And then, out of nowhere, by mere sight, you find those two pieces that just seem to mend. Smooth edges, perfect fit, nothing to be imagined as a fault or failure here, this has to be the first pick you did that actually left you breathlessly aware that you could do this and even succeed.

This was what finding this muse felt for me and when I realized that mun was just as amazing in the end, I kind of freaked out a little. MOST PLEASANT FREAK OUT OF MY LIFE AMIRITE. So yes. I warmly tell you to go to them, if you want a mature Frisk to be in your RP life. I really want to keep them close and it weirds me out that I became so emotional during writing this... so yes. Thanks for coming along really. I hope I can give you some of the things back that you already offered me with being here.

[floweypacifistweed]

"Flowey?" A small voice calls out as a figure rustles behind the flower with dirt and grass crunching under their boots.

Flowey had taken it on himself to fluff out the buttercups in the ruins, as he often did, trying to smother down any feelings that may come up. The grass had grown a little too much again, so he decided to trim some of it out. “There we go... all better again...” He mumbled it very lowly, bouncing his leaves on the flowers for a moment, before the rustling distracted him, just as the low voice did.

Something like dread flickered through him harshly -

[how many people really did know him by name anymore, AND ONE OF THEM HAD THE GALL TO COME DOWN HERE NOW... NOW AFTER FIVE YEARS!!] - and he whipped around, ready to tell them just that, before he utterly froze up in place. Something like desperation flicked over his face for just a moment, before he lowered his head, weary and somewhat resigned.

“... sorry. Do I know you?” His eyes traveled over the human before him, grown up, standing tall compared to a two feet high flower like himself. [FRISK. FRISK. FRISK. FR-]

“Y- you seem somewhat familiar.” He pouted, his face darkening with every moment they looked at the other one more. It couldn’t be Frisk... but they could have been their older sibling. They looked so much alike, he almost had a hard time to breathe.

“... humans... normally don’t find their way into the Underground anymore. Did you... fall down?” He almost rasped out, entirely too sure what a flower had to feel like as they withered slowly towards their untimely end.

[smokeysins]

💗: Finds them romantically attractive. < I forgot this one. I'm just a bit intimidated but that's just a fear thing with Sans' in general.>

“Still though I love you so so so much.. you’re my special little Dove and nothing will change that...”

[smokeysins]

❤💜💓

❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them.

💜: Finds them sexually attractive.

💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.

“Ooh you think I’m sexually attractive- hm? Naturally-“ 

 “But are.. you really intimidated by me?

...Please don’t- I love you...”

[smokeysins]

＄for one muse to catch the other staring lovingly + “ did you wanna tell me something? ” for the soft starters :3c

Oh- was he staring? He could feel the heat growing in his cheekbones. His yellow blush grew and grew-  He stared for what seemed like hours until he finally dropped his gaze. Quickly snapping his gaze away. “A-ah nothing- nothing! Nothing- just..” He sighed as he looked over again rubbing the back of his neck. “You look so amazing today.”

[itsyourbestnightmare]

@rvdvmption​

“You have the power of god on your side and you use it to make cereal puns all day.”

“This is legit the worst timeline and I demand a reset this instant.”

[mrfunnybone]

order up.

|| @rvdvmption​ || Starter || 

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    Life on the surface was fine. Just, fine. The typical yearn for sunshine and real stars and fresh air had dulled through-out Sans's lifetime if he was being honest. It was nice, of course. Preferable to being trapped Underground, even with the tangled mess of Monster Rights that sparked upon monsterkind’s return. At least on the Surface, an inevitable death wasn’t looking over their heads. Most of the time. 

    Still, he had seen it all before. Sans had gone on a picnic with a flower one day and woken back up in the Snowdin the next. These sorts of things always had the potential to be temporary, even if a certain someone claimed otherwise. It was hard to get all that invested. 

    Despite all of that, life was fine, for however long it would last. Sans had taken up bartending at Grillby’s per his buddy’s request; now that more humans were giving monster food a try, the little bar was getting pretty busy. He mixed simple drinks and served food. Talked to folks about jokes and rocks and jokes about rocks. Listened to them ramble about their day, their relationships, their jobs, and the numerous ways in which they had managed to screw everything up. Sans had to hand to them, some people really did fail with style. 

     Of course, other folks just came in for some good grub. Sans assumed that was the case with Frisk when they came waltzing through Grillby’s door, making their way to the bar despite closed eyes. Sans remained leaning against the back wall, idly drying a beer glass as he tossed them a casual wink. 

    “heya, buddy. what’ll it be?”