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[im-s0rry]

Random Chapter Three Secret Boss Ideas I Threw Together For No Reason.

Hi Y'all! It's been a good bit since I've made a new secret boss. Actually, now that I think about it, it hasn't. The latest one was. . .MIKE-MAYHEM TWENTY-THREE DAYS AGO??? I must of lost track of time. In that case, why don't I show off a collection of designs based on some ideas I had, some theories I enjoy, and some horror movies that I find interesting.

Up first we have Shioreta! Shioreta is my take on what I'd like to call Dragon Theory. It's basically just that the Secret Boss of Chapter Three will be the How To Draw Dragons Book and may explore the themes of Asriel's True Nature. For Shioreta's Design, I based it off of the description of the dragon, Susie, stereotypical Japanese school girl attire, and a bit of inspiration from Sailor Moon. My idea for her lore is that she was abandoned by Asriel and has become a bit of an psycho who desperately wants a friend. She lives in a singular grayscale room with filled with flowers and a cherry Blossom tree, the petals of which would be blood red.

The next design on the choppin' block is Mirrorscare! This design is based on the one and only Scream franchise and is based on the "faker" trope that I've seen quite a bit in Secret Boss circles. Mirrorscare pretends to be Asriel or Ralsei or one of the goat people and eventually tries to attack the Fun Gang. That is honestly all of the lore I have for them.

And now we have the one and only RIPley! Listen, I freakin' love Evil Dead. It is stupid gorey fun that can get REALLY dark and messed up. My idea for RIPley came from the bouquet given to Toriel. I'd say that the flowers eventually wilted which gave rise to something sinister. . .something evil and dead. . .RIPley's design is based on flowey (specifically one of his creepy faces), Ash Williams, the Deadites, and their arm is suppost to be made of lost assets. I guess you could say that they were assets that died in production, ayy? AYY???

Also, yes. They have the Necronomicon.

Finally for this batch of designs, we have an idea that was brought to my attention by my lovely friend Glitch! So, without further adieu, please welcome Saudade!

Saudade is supposed to be an old family recording of a happy memory of the Dreemurr Family. This now acts as her hitlist, as she stalks the land searching to find the 4 Remaining. . . She's inspired by The Ring and all of the creepy VHS tape goodness that comes with it! Her fight would probably have her come out of a TV to fight the Fun Gang.

And that, my friends, wraps up this collection of designs. I hope you found at least a few of them enjoyable and that you had just as much fun as I did designin' these freaks. To be totally honest with y'all, Mari absolutely popped off with RIPley. I may never recover from how sick they were able to make that freak. If you made it this far, you my friend get to have some bonus content featuring Buddy Bloomy!

Buddy Bloomy was made by @glitch-the-artist , who also gave me the idea for Saudade!

Have a wonderful day and I hope to see y'all some time in the future!

[galebreath]

     Blank was the state of his mind.     Hours of working up the courage to convey a simple invitation of an evening out to the cinema.     His courage did not go to waste, however.     This would not be the first time he had invited the florist to places.     The occasional park visits &&. scheduled random visits to their respectful shops were more than enough yet he went out the way for NO interruptions today.     The fridge was full at home and messages were sent out to not disturb him.     Clothes were picked out carefully for him ----- Emergency situation, Iguro called it.     He was rushed to the mall to pick out clothing for the less-than-tasteful fashion sense he had.     The baker already remembered the words that were spat at him ----- You can't go looking like that.     You don't match and yada yada.     He would refuse outright but today was different in its own sense.     He wanted to look good.     

     He couldn’t help but notice her clothing.     The more than occasional eye glance towards the side occurred.     Her trademark butterfly pin laying itself within her straight hair.     Oh, how soft it looked.     Her clothing looked like it was made perfectly for her.     From the hems of her sweater to the laces of her shoes.     It looked stunning. Being this close he couldn’t help but pick up the fresh scent of shampoo.     The usual flora smell that latched onto her was everpresent and mixed within her scent perfectly.     It was as if he had become one of those silly cartoons lured in by the scent of pie.     Floating off to heaven as they smell went past their noses.     He could stay captived for eons.     

     All though he could see the stunning visuals of clothing at the corner of grey hues.     He wanted a better look.     More precisely, a better look at the features of the florist.     He simply couldn’t get enough.     Head turned away from the playing pictures that held the attention of fellow movie-goers but this picture of the other was far greater than a movie.     Eyes stared intently at her.     The curl of her eyelashes, to her favorable cheeks, then to her soft lips.     He was lost within the moment.     The sound of the cinemas went mute as he focuses.     Nothing else seemed to matter.     

     Then the question from the other slammed him like a gavel.     He flinched as he enters back to reality.     Her question playing like a broken record in his head as he grasped at straws for an excuse ----- but found none.     His skin flushed red.     How long was he staring for?     He did not know.     To think she had this kind of effect on him.     Mouth opened as words attempted to form but only slurs of other words escaped as it combined with one another.     “ I ----- was just thinking. . . “     The baker went quiet before her flora radiance.     “ You look, uh, good. “                                                                                Good Job, Idiot.

@shioreta​ asked  “You keep staring at me instead of watching the film. What’s up?” @ modern au!   /   unprompted

[thnderblade]

“are you crying? come, come here.” she beckons the lightning boy to her side. “i’ll teach you how to brew the prefect cup of tea. it’ll make you feel better, i promise.” she takes his hand, smiling down at him. it was always good to keep one’s hands busy when they were sad. it was what she did &. surely zenitsu would start to calm down after a cup of her best tea blends.

                kindness was scarce nowadays. or perhaps, zenitsu’s never been accustomed to such selfless deeds; he’s always been the type of person bystanders tend to overlook and ignore, for whatever reasons unbeknownst to him — but she was different. what one overlooks this woman takes note and almost immediate initiative. the sound she emits is melodic, so warm-hearted and sweet like honey, nothing short of unfiltered purity. it reminds him of another sound. had he not been in tears already it might’ve overwhelmed him too, but all he can do is reluctantly move closer to her side as instructed, bewildered with wide, teary eyes. did she perhaps pity him and his crocodile tears? no – even someone like himself could differentiate pity and genuine compassion, despite being as unused to it as he is. truly he cannot help but wonder though, why care about a lost cause such as himself? ❝ really … y-you don’t have to worry about me — ❞ but his words fall on deaf ears, as her petite hand’s already over his. it’s incredibly gentle like a ghost’s touch, yet oddly full of security. suddenly, all his worries feel minuscule. why was he overwhelmed in the first place? the details are foggy, but he hadn’t wanted to outright deny her generous offer, even if it felt wasted on him.

               ❝ um, tea right? i know how to make a little, but i’d be h-honored to learn from you. ❞ 

[galebreath]

@shioreta​ -  *pats his head gently* “be nice. share your pumpkin pie.” @noyaiba​ -  shinobu takes the pumpkin pie while hes still talking @sutoraiiku​ -  stares, sweating @ the pie @koiikaze​ -  ‘ why?? i made twenty…’

     There is a huge array of emotions happening here.     and he wants all of it. 

[galebreath]

     Grey hues stared at the others.     Eyelids widen in surprise from the sudden contact.     Such movement only caused his breath to hitch, catching a grip on the side of his throat as the familiar heat rose throughout his body.     Features shifted through many expressions until it rested comfortably on the flustered visage he wore.     It was futile to attempt to change it.    

     The question met his ears with haste.     His eyes watching her as she inched closer to him.     He could feel the gentle breath brush against him.     ----- Did he look upset?     Lose in thought, perhaps?  -----     either way, whatever he did cause her to come this close to him and press up against him in such a way, he would not complain a single ounce about it.     “ I’m fine ----- “     Without a second, he felt her lips peck against his forehead.     Her actions only causing the red hue to invade his cheeks with overwhelming ease.     But he did not fight back.     He only mumbled from her advances.     His head turned away slightly, the masking of anger being his only defense.     Its techniques were like an anthill to trample over;  easy & quick.     As he turned away, he saw glimpses of her face, the lips that pressed itself against his skin had polluted his mind.     Never-ending thoughts of her lips were ripped from him as her hands now took its place.     Soft and gentle hands cupped his cheek.     Her words were like a siren luring him into their snare but he didn’t care.     He would have to make his answer now.

     The heat became unbearable at this point.     She had shattered his defenses with just a few attempts.     He had become putty in her hands as his hands slipped to her slender frame.     Hands gripped intently at her waist as he responded with a nod.     “ Something more ----- would be more than nice. “     His words soft as his grip against her.     A single hand moved up her frame towards the upper spacing of her stomach and chest.     His fingers danced around her, only mere inches away from his desired location.     It would be a lie to say he did not wish to feel her more along her chest.     And his other hand responded another way.     It traveled down her spine, a single finger gracing her body with his touch as he held her rear.     His eyes staring longly into hers, like an endless galaxy to become lost in.     “ Something much more. “     He whispered before pushing past her grip and planting his lips against hers.     A small moment of embrace as his hands pulled her against his body.     Eyes closed as he fell into the bliss.     Wait . . .     -----     Eyes popped back open as he pulled back only slightly, a heated gasp as he took a glance towards the door.     “ Did you lock the door? “ 

@shioreta​​  asked she slides into his lap , gazing intently at his steely hues. wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “you okay?” her lips whisper close to his face. “perhaps kisses will be your cure?” gentle like a caress of the wind , she kissed his forehead pulling back with a smile. hands cupped his face. “or something more?”     /     unprompted. 

[galebreath]

     The Pillars sat at their seats.     One night free of pestering demons, especially after their mission ----- None would be spared as they crawled out of false homes, drawn out by alluring blood from the Wind Breath user.     A wind of peace surrounded him, an odd feature rarely showed towards anyone.     The hunt has been completed.     Yet, he didn’t offer the other a single glance or gratitude for having his back, even though he fervently denied needing any help of the sort.     But on the topic of gratitude of being assigned together, The Flower Pillar was the least to get on his nerves so, there they were.     A shabby dine in.     The wood looked like it could come down within moments due to the heavy rainfall.     The water's constant attack against the shelter as if ready to take down any who dared to be caught within its assault and adamantly trying to get to those within hiding.   

     Eyes glanced out of the wooden window.     Only a few inches away from the rain’s touch.     Grey hues looked out with usual grumpy expression, hand nestling his chin as he leaned into it for support.   It was quiet.     They were the only ones who occupied the small place.     Everyone else would have been already asleep.     Away from the night and the creatures that it brings.     But any stomach growls at night.     “ This place is good, alright. “     A clear statement breaking the silence between the two.     “ Got that? “     Another break in the silence like thunder.     Grey hues broke their concentration from the events of rain, looking at the other.     A scoff sent towards her, as if proud of his preferred location.     “ They make really good stuff but try out the rice first ! ----- “     He was truly incapable of acting normal after their last exchange.     The constant feeling in his chest as he looked at her everlasting smile.     It broke his cold stares and aggression like the morning sun broke the winter dew that latched itself onto the grass.     His hues lightly covering his scarred body.    It was so hard to contain himself.      So.     Very.     Hard. 

     Grey hues matched hers and she stared so intently at him.     Was she staring at his very soul?     He broke the contact after the prolong contact.     Eyes shut themselves to avoid glances but he heard the footsteps come towards him and with the vibration sending towards his side, his eyes opened.     A glance forward, she was nowhere to be found ----- Another was taken and there she was.     Seated next to him.     “ Why?! “     No longer his words sounding like statements or demands but an actual question but she only smiled back at him.     “ Whatever. . .”     He couldn’t force her either way and he was perfectly happy and comfortable with his seat and refused to change his spot to the other side.     Or did he enjoy having her so close?     Now a different footstep approached them, a whiff of rice catching his attention. It was HERE.     A smile rose to his lips as the attendant had placed their order along the table and without wasting time, he went to devour the contents of the bowl.     

     Moments had passed before he finally decided to come back from his bowl, a happy expression forming on his features.     “ Go on and try it. “     The way he spoke was free.     He was happy to eat here.     It reminded him of . . . home.     but he would never say that.     A genuine smile and because of that, he was unaware of the stray rice along the side of his lips.

      He listened and watched.     He thought she would simply grab it but he watched her, eyes lighting up as she approached.     He waited for the hand to rise but she only got close.     Heart thumped in his face as hers came to his.     Lips touched his skin.    Lips touched his lips.     Was he dreaming of this occurrence?     No.     He was sure this is real.     He watched her pull back from the. . . kiss.      His inner flame burning up enough to change his hue entirely.     She licked her lips as she looked at him.      “ Oh. . . “     Is that all you can say, dumbass?!?!?!     He internally screamed.     He was in a blissful daze and . . . he wanted to feel that again.     Grey hues sat in their sockets at it looked at the bowl of rice, noticing some of the contents stuck to the side of his bowl ----- the undevoured ones.     A finger slowly went to the remains and stuck a couple onto his lips before looking back at the Flower Pillar.     “ I think, I mean, stuff. . . there is more rice. “     Fuck.     He must have looked like an idiot but . . . he wanted to feel her lips once again. 

@shioreta​​ asked  "oh, you have some rice on your mouth." she leaned forward &. kissed him, rice granule sticking to her rose hued tiers. flower pillar pulled away blinking her lilac hues at him. pressing lips together &. licked them, she smiled. "much better."   /   unprompted. 

[galebreath]

     Hand fell to his check as he rotated his focus of vision to the other.     There is an obvious SILENCE between them as he pieced one & two together.     Eyes wide open as his cheek grew hot.     Did that happen ?     Completely SPEECHLESS from her action.     What should he say ? He did not know but his eyes stayed fixated on her.     Was she just being nice ? or perhaps he was imagining things but would that be simply wishful thinking ?     Many things swirled within his mind.     An attempt to speak had occurred, words stammered out from him and FUMBLED through each syllable.      God damn it.     Now his cheeks were completely flushed ---- Him the one who only showed aggression towards others had received such a gentle kiss.     His heart beat increased as he settled his breathing, attempting to recollect himself.    

  “ Care to run that by me again ? if you don’t mind. “     His voice spoke with uncertainty, unknowing if they would gift him such a present once more --- for someone like him.    Its not like he wanted to feel it again and just using that as an excuse.     It was surprisingly soft. 

@shioreta​ asked  she’s in a daze. slowly, she leaned over and kissed his cheek. pulling away to see what his reaction was. / unprompted 

[galebreath]

     “ Do I honestly have to ? “ ----- The boy did agree to come together to decorate and plan but the thoughts of carving into the pumpkin would be messy, no ?     Grey hues watched as she already held the pumpkin and carver in hand practically radiating with GLEE.     Hands ran through his white locks, shrugging for a moment before walking towards the other and taking a seat across from her.     Fingers tapped on the newspaper covered table whilist another hand extended out with an open palm.     “ Fine. Give me one of the carvers, Princess. “ 

@shioreta​ asked  ❝ you’re not going to make me carve this pumpkin all by myself, are you? ❞      (  autumn / halloween )