#theyredeemedme

[l0stsans]

@theyredeemedme || starter

       “Dang it...”        He wasn’t the best yet at hopping through dimensions. And as far as ‘Sans’ went, he didn’t have the strongest magic either. What was it they say? Stop while you’re ahead? Well certainly he could’ve stopped hopping through portals if he hadn’t been in such a pithy mind-set.

[pinkdust]

        —「 @theyredeemedme / 𝐀𝐒𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐑. 」♡

the pentagram was never kind. even to its own children of unbridled flame. it seemed every day was laced with some sort of punishment or another, probably something that was etched in fine print at the bottom of the soul contract of every befallen demon daring to grace the red-tinged realm. gotta repent for those sins somehow. today’s test of patience? vending machine’s busted. and surprisingly not from the incessant kicks a too-sober-for-his-liking spider is dishing out to the pink tin can keeping his namesake from his clutches.

“ for fuck’s SAKE, at LEAST give me back my fuckin’ paper y’no good piece a’ shit -- ”

skilled hands invade note slots, compartments, jab at buttons; a padded shoulder gifting the thieving machine another quick bump as if it would make any difference at all. sorry angel, doesn’t look like your vendor is looking to do business today. still muttering obscenities beneath his breath, the arachnid rights himself, two hands smoothing out the luxurious fabrics concealing his form and his neck twisting at an almost unnatural degree in the search of someone, anyone who could --

“ oi bub, think y’could hook me up wit’ some blow ? ”      “ think i just got blueballed by shoddy craftsmanship. ”

[gcrdenofpixels-a]

{🥧}: @theyredeemedme​​ || ѕ¢єит σf ѕωєєт fℓσωєяѕ; ριχєℓαтє∂ && вєℓσνє∂. нєяє ιи тнє gαя∂єи σf ριχєℓѕ; уσυ ¢нσѕє  тнє мσтнєяℓу ρєσиу  (Toriel) || Primary Flowers SC. (x) // Secondary Flowers SC. (x)

❀❀🥧;Toriel

     [❀❀🥧; тнє мσтнєяℓу ρєσиу]: The pleasant summer wind caused the flora to sway. A steely grip on the stalks causes the flowers to stand still. Toriel let out a patient huff as she arranged the flower pots circling the miniature garden beside the cottage. It seemed like the fair weather was adequate to do some gardening, had the woman learned that the wind would be this intense, she would’ve scheduled the outdoor chores for tomorrow. 

     ❀❀🥧 || She hears a voice call out to her, she turns with a smile, expecting their human child to be running up the hill to greet them, this expression immediately f a l l s when she spots the tall figure approaching her. The boss monster was speechless, carmine eyes welled up with tears, emotion overwhelming her senses, she speaks out a name she’d never thought she’d say again.

{🥧}: ❝...Asriel?❞

[itsyourbestnightmare]

@theyredeemedme

“Get away from me.”

“I want nothing to deal with you at all or do I want to here about how ‘great’ and ‘wonderful’ your dumb life is. You would do that I know. Just brag about how you don’t have to be me anymore!”

“Like it’s all going to matter in the end anyways.”

[a-young-lion]

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“Oh. That kinda explains it.” She would’ve asked about why he looked like a goat, but thought that might be a weird question.

“My name’s Serena. What’s your name?”

[xwildcardevilx]

@theyredeemedme // Small Starter

This white Goat Monster looked familiar.... Hovering in the air, he circles the stranger, the Jester goes up, down, side to side, upside down and even summons a blue spade cushion and sits on it.

Floating in front of them now, the Jester tilts his head to a side and blings slowly, “Ueeeee? You look familiar, but you don’t? Who are you, you?”

[pollenprince]

“So you mean you cannot reach the high shelves? Too bad. There is a very stubborn cookie jar up there and I even wanted to offer you a few, were you to help me. But oh well... I guess you are just a shortie with short arms and short legs. There is nothing wrong with that. Some people just never get it to the growth spurt.”

Tall talk coming from a 1′ flower. He notices the trembling, but he decides to say nothing about it. At least he was not fireballed immediately! He’ll take it as a victory.

[ladydreemurr]

@theyredeemedme​

* She had always, always been afraid of this.

* No, no, it was nothing she could not manage with a session or two of patient healing. But Toriel was herself, after all, and there was little about herself she could count on more than her weakness to worry. 

* She worried when she’d set Asriel safely into her car. She worried the entire drive home as Asriel told her what happened, that a band of angry humans had accosted a young monster in the street and that he’d intervened to let the latter escape, how it had led to a fight he barely escaped himself. She worried and fretted as she guided him carefully up the porch steps, across the threshold of her house and towards the washroom (her eyes found the clock above the kitchen and she noted when Frisk would be home). She worried as she insisted he sit on the rim of the bathtub and wait for her to return and treat him. 

* She was still worried when she did, a worn laundry basket in her arms and a towel slung over her shoulder. Her chest clenched painfully at the sight of him; his robe was entirely mangled, and the tears only looked worse from here. His efforts to clutch the gaps back into place only pulled the threads looser.

*Every one of them exposed a terrible wound. Humans were powerful; if he had suffered any more of them she could have lost him again, again, she couldn’t do it again—!

* No, it is alright. Stay calm. You need to stay calm.

* “No, no, let it go, dear.” Her voice was low and tense as she knelt in front of him, set the basket beside them, and gently pushed his hand into his lap. “It will only be in the way. We will save what we can of it in this, for now..”