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Vi una hermosa imagen donde Error!Frisk está embarazada, ¡es hermoso! ¿Cómo será el bebé de Error!Frisk y Error!Sans? Muy interesante!👩‍🍼

Les presento a Scout!❤️

Hija de Error! Sans y Error! Frisk, le encanta hacer títeres como también ama el chocolate, ha si conoce a Jitsi y su universo como los Au❤️.

Digamos que Jitsi fue la que más se emociono, quiso llevarse a Scout porque la encontró adorable y quería que fuera su hermanita menor pero no la dejaron XD.❤️❤️❤️

Meet Scout!❤️

daughter of Error! Sans and Error! Frisk. She loves making puppets and is also a chocolate addict❤️.

She's familiar with Jitsi and her universe, including the Au❤️. Let's just say Jitsi was over the moon, she wanted to take Scout home because she found her adorable and wanted her to be her little sis, but they didn't let her XD❤️❤️❤️

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Diciembre 24, 2024

✨Noche Buena en Titirilquén✨

Esperé meses para poder asistir al museo y de hecho estaba segura de que ya no podría verlo... Y al final (como siempre), mi mami me sorprendió llevándome 🥹🩷

VALIÓ LA PENA CADA SEGUNDO DE ESPERA✨✨

(Museo 31 minutos)

"I feel like a doll,"

Dorian: "In my dream, I found myself trapped within a structure that seemed to belong to ancient Greece, even though it was surrounded by debris from pseudo-modern houses, evoking the Victorian era. Amidst the rubble, there were remnants of dolls, some of them resembling monochromatic clowns, but with variations in their attire, while others were notably more deteriorated.

At one point, a group of individuals violently burst into the place. They began to frantically destroy the dolls, as if searching for something specific. I remember that amidst the chaos, someone exclaimed, 'Where is that depressive Pinocchio?!'

That's when I noticed that Angel was moving among the debris. He walked towards the center of the circle of ruins where I was and stared at me intensely. In that moment, I knew it was him; I felt his presence, although he seemed distant, and his body felt stiff and cold.

My eyes began to fill with tears, and at one point, tears overflowed from them, flooding the place. I struggled to stay in that dream world, aware that I was asleep, while desperately repeating that I didn't want to be away from his side, that I wanted to stay with him, and that he shouldn't go. However, I received no response from Angel, and my distress grew as the dolls continued to be destroyed around me.

At one point, he raised his arms in a gentle, loose embrace. And that's when I heard, 'Not yet. Wait.' After that quiet murmur, everything turned black, ending the dream."