❤ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ ʜᴜᴍᴀɴɪᴛʏ. (♪)

“come with me, take my hand. i'll show you what i have planned. ” sel. & private. independent main blog : insomniacharie +5 years RP exp. est. 5.27.16 currently under construction

[thedemon-thatcomes]

  ❝ have you ever experienced a corrupted file? i have. it’s very painful. ❞

  ❝ every molecule of your being feels like it’s melting, burning, evaporating into thin air. there’s nothing you can do either, besides RESET. ❞

[thedemon-thatcomes]

  ❝ have you ever experienced a corrupted file? i have. it’s very painful. ❞

  ❝ every molecule of your being feels like it’s melting, burning, evaporating into thin air. there’s nothing you can do either, besides RESET. ❞

[thedemon-thatcomes]

   ❝ hm. that sentient goop pile finally disappeared. i wonder if he’s decided to just stay. away. that’d be way too easy, though. ❞

[snatcherwes]

UNDERTALE Aesthetic (2/?): Chara

ＩＴ＇Ｓ  ＭＥ，  ＣＨＡＲＡ．

[o-amor-e-a-vida-a-sonhar]

[enziane]

growing flowers out of my wounds

[thedemon-thatcomes]

@trombxnes started following ME.

   there was a noticeable silence between them. she stared daggers into that smile of his. she didn’t want to say anything that would provoke him, but at the same time, your brain crawled with questions.        ❝ i thought you were dead. you should be dead. ❞

[thedemon-thatcomes]

knife shaking in the hand of its owner, the corners of their mouth twitched. the sickly grin that smacked itself onto her face, the one that made many a monster uneasy, it was faltering. it slowly melted into a frown full of angry, tight teeth. the energy from the strike decreased, &&. the knife again rested at her side. oh how she wanted to keep swinging, stabbing, but she knew by now that her attempts were nothing. she’d never been confronted with such a situation, &&. she absolutely hated it. he actually got her to cry. 

     ❝  stay the hell away from me, if you know what’s good for you. ❞ tiny, young digits came up to her painted cheeks, &&. felt the moisture on her face. it was very foreign to her.

[handspcak-blog]

     Gaster opened his eyes to be greeted by the blinding darkness of the Void. Taking a breath, and sighing, he looked at his HP. How annoying, it seemed that the attack had sustained damage to him, despite preparation for it. He would have to wait a few moments as his SOUL regained the necessary elements to leave his prison. Watching the timeline though, he couldn’t help but to smile. 

     Such a reaction, and out of one he never thought would give. While part of him felt pity and remorse, it was drowned out by the interest and feeling of proudness. Had he actually been that cruel? Unjust in his actions to cause them to cry? Or had no one ever told the truth to the child, letting them believe what was in their head as the truth.

『 Know what’s good for me? My, it seems you had the wrong idea. I should stay away if I know what’s good for you… 』

     And of course, the moment he is able to, he manifests himself back into the timeline, right behind Chara. A grin growing on his face, he leaned over her, and chuckled.

『 I’m not leaving so soon, child. 』

[thedemon-thatcomes]

deep breaths, chara. 

little fingernails bared against preserved skin as slowly made their way down with minimal damage to the soft surface. there was a long, slightly aggravated inhale. a liquid, nowhere near the consistency of the tears just streaming, but a gunky, ink-like substance poured from her tear ducts, staining the whites of her eyes.

    ❝  okay. is there something you want? are you just here to waste my time? what is it? i’m not going to take this any more. ❞

[thedemon-thatcomes]

knife shaking in the hand of its owner, the corners of their mouth twitched. the sickly grin that smacked itself onto her face, the one that made many a monster uneasy, it was faltering. it slowly melted into a frown full of angry, tight teeth. the energy from the strike decreased, &&. the knife again rested at her side. oh how she wanted to keep swinging, stabbing, but she knew by now that her attempts were nothing. she'd never been confronted with such a situation, &&. she absolutely hated it. he actually got her to cry. 

     ❝  stay the hell away from me, if you know what's good for you. ❞ tiny, young digits came up to her painted cheeks, &&. felt the moisture on her face. it was very foreign to her.

[idonotexcist-blog]

[kawaiiyandere4ever]

[kawaiiyandere4ever]

[ibblescribbles-archive]

sometimes, i think terrible things

[kawaiiyandere4ever]

[thedemon-thatcomes]

breathing. her breathing, what was it doing? it wasn’t right. too uneven. every time she tried to collect herself, it was all knocked of her hands. every time he said something stupid.

      ❝ you're pretty funny, haha, the way you speak, partner. ❞ 

her armed hand rested at your side a moment, reflecting, before a blank look wiped over her painted features. in her proceedings unleashed a single slash for his face, in which loomed so dangerously close to her, wordless in her actions.

[thedemon-thatcomes]

       ❝ HEY!! i don’t lack in anything! the only thing i lack in is compassion for you dumb monsters! i don’t need a soul, &&. i’m better off without one! just... STOP TALKING! ” 

with teeth bared, she withdrew a kitchen knife from behind her form &&. held it tight enough for her knuckles to turn white. her grip was trembling, &&. tears brimmed at the corners of her eyes. no one’s ever hit her with stone cold logic, &&. she didn’t like the feelings she was receiving from it.

[thedemon-thatcomes]

she stopped. a moment’s silence, &&. her eyelid twitched, as did her lip. 

        ❝ ... you know, a soul’s a pretty fragile thing. all it takes is a few shots &&. crack, you’re dead. maybe it’s a good thing i don’t have one. it would only hold me back. ❞     there was an obvious uneasiness in her voice, a wobbling. both hands slowly retreated behind her back, wary of any attention that may be drawn to them. she never thought just hearing someone speak would make her feel so livid.