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💔 YOU DID NOT BREAK ME
I’M STILL FIGHTING FOR PEACE 💚
today is a very special day, it’s my friend @skelesass‘ birthday and i wanted to make her some art for her RAD GASTERS YO?? she’s an incredible artist, a fantastic writer and a really good friend. please check her art out. happy birthday rose!
AD was bored yet again, everyone was busy doing whatever it is they do on a regular basis. AD already went through his schedule for the day, which started with breakfast, stealing Pap’s bones, second breakfast, a nap until lunch, another nap and then dinner.
Well AD didn’t want another nap after dinner, he wanted to play. Trudging around the house with one on Papyrus’ gloves AD found Gaster working away with whatever project was keeping him busy.
Time to get a playmate.
AD began shaking and playing with the glove making sure to make low growling to get the tall skeleton’s attention.
@skeledxd
"--He was very fond of you." His voice was soft, and brittle, shy of cracking at the very thought. Gaster managed, however--he was a being of composure, after all. "I can see why."
his soul ached in its container, losing its vibrant glow. it’s hard news to swallow ----- it’s been difficult to accept. even if the news were reported to him so long ago ... he can’t believe it. refused to for a while -- but you can only try to ignore the truth for so long ... -- he can’t imagine the struggle Gaster was going through. ‘ hah ... ----- so i heard from a few people .. ’
a pained smile spreads across dark lips. he blinks hard as he looks down at the red scarf in his lap -- a scarf that belonged to a beloved friend, no doubt. even he can’t lift a mood this heavy. the atmosphere was thick with grief -- from both the doctor and idol. Mettaton made sure to make his visits a little more frequent than usual since ... unfortunate events.
he worries ----- about Gaster, about Sans ... about anyone who knew such an optimistic soul. a soul so valuable -- so cherished ----- ... so brave. so dearly missed. he glances away, blinking furiously as he wipes a few fallen tears. he apologizes under his breath at falling apart so quickly.
ever since the loss, Mettaton coped the only way he knew how: work. company was something he clung onto. because at times like these ----- an individual can only go so long being isolated. one can only cope in so many ways. normally, the idol is the one helping with keeping the mood light -- keeping heads up and motivating others to move forward.
it’s not so easy in these circumstances. especially with the loss being so personal.
his words are choked out despite his best efforts to keep himself contained.
‘ i was fond of him, too... ’
HE was so tall, and any child would’ve been easily intimidated if it weren’t for this kind soul. She’s more AMAZED at his presence than anything, green eyes gazing upwards. She had never seen someone like him around the Underground before. Sure, it was easy to be taller than a child as small as she, like Papyrus and Undyne. But he seemed much taller than THEM.
“ Ah. . . hello. ”
( @skeledxd )
(( i tasked myself with dressing up @skeledxd‘s uf gaster Hope @hopxlcss because i love dressing people’s muses up and i ended up drawing him in a previous muse’s outfit and i’m fanning myself he lp ))
also because it’d be a crime for me not to upload this shitpost somewhere since i put an inordinate amount of effort into it for a shitpost:
j u s t g a s t e r .
@skeledxd
