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OH MY GOD IM SO FAKE BUT IM ALSO SO REAL I LOVE BEING MULTI-TALENTED

WRITTEN BY SMOOCH.

#p. MIND #He craves the desert sands and the harsh sunlight #He desires the scent of minerals and flecks of fire against his cheek #He wants to go HOME.

the entire class goes "what the fuck" in unison

( MM WHATCHA SAY )

#ic. WHISPER #(It's like the entire LET FRISK SAY FUCK meme except. Poppy is tired.#So tired. )#Anonymous

-- HE ISN’T EVEN GOING TO CHECK CHARA’S PAPER.

#ic. CITY RUE #( POPPY IS TIRED OF ALL THESE CHILDREN #(Poppy voice) Okay... you know what...#Okay.#LET THE KIDS SAY FUCK. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE. )

LAVENDER & RINABOW

“ I’m not here to be groomed. “

He felt that he should CLARIFY for the woman, clawed fingers sprayed in front of him in defense-- he was not some pet. A quick glance around and his tail is frizzed with anxiety. So many scents-- so many furious felines.

#rinabow #ic. CITY RUE

HEATHER & HISPERSERVANCE

“ ...Atlas you’ve known exactly how to spell every word we’ve ever put on the board-- AND YET YOU DECIDED TO WRITE THE F-WORD INSTEAD OF SUCK. “

#hisperservance #ic. CITY RUE

GLADIOLUS & AUREOLINSOUL

“ Eli! THAT ISN’T HOW YOU SPELL FUNKY!! “

#aureolinsoul #ic. CITY RUE

BOUVARDIA & RITZI-NICKI

“ Nicki! THAT ISN’T HOW YOU SPELL DUCK! “

#ritzi nicki #ic. CITY RUE

CALLA LILY & STICKWIELDER

“ Frisk-- THAT ISN’T HOW YOU SPELL FROG. “

#stickwielder #ic. CITY RUE

“ I don’t understand what you’re saying-- Speak clearly, even these ears can’t pick that up. “

#ic. OPEN!#( GENERIC STARTER FOR YOUR GENERIC STARTER NEEDS... )

#ooc. SCRIBBLES #(I H A V E NO CH ILL!! )

I LOVED MY FRIEND. Delicate heartstrings threaded around my very soul, knowing deep within the confines of the dip at the edge of my mind it would never last-- not at this rate. Not like this, never like this.

I WENT AWAY FROM HIM. Seeking solace in my decision, I would not glance back-- for I promised on the desert winds I would be back to smile once again, just as my childhood was filled with. Small laughter. Small happiness. Small dreams.

THERE’S NOTHING MORE TO SAY.

THE POEM ENDS, SOFT AS IT BEGAN, I wonder, at times, if my decision was right-- to go out on my own, to trek the sands of time by my lonesome. When I think about those things the heartstrings suffocate me, stifle my desire, and, I remember why I’m doing this, because

-- I LOVED MY FRIEND.

( SELECTIVE & PRIVATE OC )

WRITTEN BY PUNPUN.

#indie rp #independent oc #original character #indie oc #ooc. PROMOTIONS

( How to draw your own oc, that you have created, with your own two hands: ??????? ?????? ????? = success )

( Also with his hair down-- )

#ooc. SCRIBBLES

aseaofquotes

Langston Hughes, “Poem”

#p. MIND #lonesmith #( <:3ccccccccccccc )

aseaofquotes

Tupac Shakur, The Rose That Grew from Concrete

#p. MIND #& here you are; a lonely man of twenty five.#Your hands clasped around a dream so wild #and you do not dare to peek inside.#You are scared.#And rightfully so.

gomcgill

Isn’t it scary knowing that any time could be the last time you talk to someone? Keep that in mind.

Unknown Author (via mysimplereminders)

#p. MIND #lonesmith #( <:3c )

& incogitatione

— ;; ⏅

The demon had put a great effort in trying to gain this odd creation’s trust.. humans were so W E A K, so frail– & typically expired faster than milk. PATHETIC. But keep cool– keep cool Bill… Play this one out. At the others reply, his eye widened all the while he was trying to hide that toothy grin of his. The fair haired demon, glanced over at Poppy, giving him that curious facade of having an eyebrow up & the tilt of the head… He needs to buy it… Sell it, Bill, sell it… Make him talk.. Know what he wants & SEAL THE DEAL!

‘ O-Oh? If.. If you don’t mind me asking.. what is your wish? I mean.. I guess everyone does, & it’s what makes us unique ( FOOLISH ). ‘

The book he’d been fingering through is drawn away from his face; rested in his lap. Tail twitches; hair stands on end-- HE ASKED THE QUESTION. Oh, how he dreads it. What’s your wish? What’s your inspiration? WHY do you do what you do? The book is snapped shut, the only notion that he was feeling any sort of emotion; as his visage remains placid.

“ YOU WOULDN’T BELIEVE ME IF I TOLD YOU. “

#incogitatione #ic. CITY RUE

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