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[snowdinpoppy-blog]

@fishmxma @skeledxd @warrhammerr

I find it HILARIOUS that, out of all three monsters, Fyne is the one who explains more about where monster babies come from than Gaster and Gerson

[coldsoulgoodsoul]

Lost in Waterfall

@warrhammerr

   In one of the flourescent puddles littering the area, a disruption was caused; a human foot. The girl walking on the stony rocks of the area quickly took her foot out of the water, inspecting the puddle. She squats down, reaching a finger out to cause a small ripple in the water when she touched it. When she touched the liquid she felt better -- the warmth of the area was starting to get to her. She was huffing, feeling her temperature rise the slightest bit.

   And that was going to become really hot if she stays in the damp area longer.

   The child gets up, placing her hands on her arms and gripping the fabric encasing them. She was lost, and she didn’t know how to get back to Snowdin -- her home -- and no one was really there to help her. She couldn’t find the people Wander mentioned to her: No Tenko and no Opal. If she couldn’t find them, she would be in deep trouble if someone hurt her or if Wander found out she came her. That thought caused a shiver to go down her spine, considering how much Wander trusted Winter right now. The only thing she could do is either become adrift after a while of searching or try to find someone. Yeah.

   “... mmn, I w-w-wonder w-where someone is...” Winter mused to herself.

   Winter was currently near the spearfish’s house, and there were many paths; she couldn’t choose. She knew that the one she was by was the fish’s house, but she wouldn’t go into that cavern -- no way! The injuries she had sustained were still recovering and she didn’t want any more, as they hurt constantly for a month. She turns her head to the cavern to the right, and she jogs over and staggers just a bit. At the end, she was huffing, and she was approaching a familiar post. A shop...? This rung a bell in her head, but that bell was stopped midway. 

   The child places a hand on her head and ruffles her own hair harshly. She didn’t want to be stupid now, this was the worst time to be stupid. She slowly approached the post, suddenly nervous about what -- no, who -- would be in there. Her eyes trail upwards, tensing up a bit. The grip on her sweater intensifies as she gets the slightest bit closer. She starts to let go of her arm and puts her other hand on her forehead. She quietly starts to speak, hand loosening on both of the areas of her head.

   “... hello?”

[utpcsitivity]

“shout out to the squad over at @callmeplatonically, @warrhammerr, @undyiinghero, @judgehund, @deplxydog, @skeledxd, and @fishmxma for never failing to brighten up my day <3″

~submitted by anonymous

[nacrelustrous-blog]

warrhammerr replied to your post “charlotte-the-bat replied to your post “warrhammerr replied to your...”

8^) have fun

u are the worst

[nacrelustrous-blog]

warrhammerr replied to your post “tfw u have the urge to make another blog n o nonon no  ಠ_ಠ”

:^)

dONT “:^)” ME BL U E

[pacxfxsm2]

Oh boy what do we have here? A random positivity for @92hp! Because Blue, I know you aren’t going to request one in. Darn you. Darn your meme self.

Anyway, I wanted to take this time to give a shout out to Blue who’s been a wonderful overall amazing roleplayer and friend. She’s got so many interesting headcanons about every single darn one of her muses. And I mean that a lot considering how many muses she has. Blue is so considerate of others and that’s really something to admire about her. 

   All of her portrayals are incredibly unique and she’s even inspired me to think out of the box. It’s mostly because of her that I made one of my own AUs (it’s not even active but to heck with that) 

  Blue is one of the most selfless, inspiring, well manageable, funniest, sweetest people I’ve met. And everyone should really go give her some hugs, cookies, and praise for being supportive towards everyone she meets. 

  Blue, I know you’ve been through some things recently and I just wanted to tell you that everyone here appreciates having you around. We love you and we love spending time with you. You inspire us and we hope to continue seeing you around no matter what muse you feel like. Whether it’s Frisk, Gerson, Alphys, Chara, etc etc, we will be here and happy to write with you and see your muses grow! 

[hypermnestic-blog]

Bowing to Kappas

   -The benefits of having a sparring partner, he had to admit, were numerous in times of war. Honestly, he believed Unafyne’s claims that soldiers could learn a lot more about battle tactics when diverse skills were shared between monsters in form of camp-wide cross-training. But believing in a cause and planning to participate were two very different sides of the coin he’d taken to twirling idly between his fingertips mid-loiter. After losing a tray of shucked corn to a misplaced elbow the mage suspected was, in fact--placed between his ribs on purpose after the owner proudly proclaimed they had defeated a human whilst he crumpled over in delight, Merlin settled outside of the mess-tent.

   With eyes peeled about as well as the corn had been (with all the hints of husk mixed into the portions), the mage made a mental note to actually thank the grumpy captain (bless her snaggle-toothed snarl) for convincing him to participate in her little partner-punching program. After all, he was a human--and monsters needed to know how to go about fighting them. Even though he wasn’t exactly the type of human they'd most likely face in the throes of battle, Merlin couldn’t help but feel a swell of satisfaction settle in his gut every time a monster sucker-punched him well within the area. They could finally experience defeating a human, and morale was definitely a lot higher around camp for it. Who knew that punching him in the face could be so--therapeutic for them? And if he was being perfectly honest, it was certainly therapeutic for him too. He just couldn’t say no to a good manhandling; not that he was really expecting a thrashing from his newest “assignment”. Because as much as Fyne liked to claim he was completely useless in battle, Merlin liked to think he could dodge a face full of tortoise fist if he wanted to. (But then again, why would he want to?)

   Once his intended target  finally waddled out of the mess-tent, Merlin peeled himself from its shade and sidled over to the lumbering green giant’s side. Clutching an arm behind his back, he tucked the appendage under a wing of excess cloth quite common in making themselves flags out of his humble robes.-  Well, well ~ if it isn’t my newest partner! -With a click of his tongue and a flick of the wrist, Merlin produced the coin again from his sleeve only to deposit the slip of gold through the small slit between the tortoise’s neck and shell, still semi-determined to make a walking bank of the elder monster.- I suppose before we start slapping each other around like Unafyne wants, I should make mention that the only hand to hand combat I’ve mastered is: intertwining fingers on the first date.