#smokedcut

[ccldbones-blog]

✉ .OOC: what do you mean they've only interacted once and this shouldn't even be possible what noo o o,.. ,, . that's nonsense i tell y...ou... .. .

     ( 🚬 paps : deleted )  i know it’s late, but jus’ figured you’d be up too. anyways, wanna get blackout drunk at grillby’s? wanna numb the self-loathing for a little bit with me?

     ( 🚬 paps : deleted )  can i ask you a question? ya ever have nightmares so vivid that you’re not sure if they’re actually memories? or s’that jus’ me? heh heh… 

    ( 🚬 paps : deleted )  do ya wanna die on the daily or am i the only one havin’ a shit time

    ( 🚬 paps : deleted )  sorry to bother ya … again. heh, just wanted to say that i’m, uh, always here. if ya ever wanna talk or somethin’.

     ( 🚬 paps : deleted )  how do you keep yourself goin’? cuz i’m gonna be honest with ya. i’m gettin’ tired of doin’ the same thing over and over again

     ( 🚬 paps : delivered )  mind if i come over for a smoke? because i’m, uh, already here. sorry.

Send me a '✉' for five times my muse didn't text yours, and one time they did // accepting

[fellbrat-blog]

                                           sɯoʞǝpɔnʇ

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A common misconception, she did not search for trouble- No, she avoided it at all costs. But concern seemed to follow her like a lost puppy, desperate for attention. And unfortunately, she would engage. Frisk was (for lack of a better term) a pushover when it came to this sort of thing. She’d deal with it, even if it was unnecessary to do so.

Thousands of them floated in a sort of cosmos, a good comparison to stars. Timelines where people, places, elements- all had a difference. Whether that would be something insignificant like being served tea instead of coffee on a particular day- or a complete retelling of the ancient tale, was a mystery.

On this day, Frisk was stuck in one- a realm that wasn’t her own. She could tell the difference.

Her head peaked out from behind the pine tree, observing the little town from afar. Friendly, happy monsters running about. Cat sentries piling inside a bakery, a short skeleton all too reminiscent of her own.. But how would she approach this..?

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[eidos-blog1]

smokedcut replied to your photo:i have an explanation for this but it doesn’t...

.OOC: AyuYAYYyYYY.

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) i wonder where this idea came from

[goldenxking]

smokedcut replied to your post:*What if I just *Sh*tpost

*join me.

Japan is an island by the sea filled with volcanoes and it’s ♫beautiful♫.

In the year -1,000,000,000, Japan might not have been here. In the year -40,000, it was here and you could walk to it;

[guardsruins-moved-blog]

.OOC: I hopped on tumblr real quick to check my queue and noticed people were doing the thing and i couldn't resisT. I HAD TO MEME. P.S. it took me s o l o n g .

that was you????? omfg. a+ dude. i laughed so hard. I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU FORMATTED IT TOO JEEZ

[ectoskele-blog]

@smokedcut

        [ a low purr like noise came from the   ghost girl as she leaned on the sentry post. her   left leg curling up in a childish manner as she   had her chin positioned between the palms of her   hands. her elbows resting on the wood as   blue like wisps came off of her. a clicking noise   soon following as she grinned.  ]

*   ❝ i thought i was the cutest around. i guess i was wrong~ ❞ 

[crueltic-blog]

         `` What’s so funny? Stop looking at me with that lazy smile if you’re not going to open up and say something. ``  Not only that, but the smoke from that cigarette is starting to bother him... Not that he’ll show it.

@smokedcut.