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A story? If you insist.
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Papyrus' face whipped to the side. Bloody marrow sprayed over the snow behind the Snowdin shop. The large humanoid bear kept Papyrus trapped under him with his fat body, the weight nearly crushing the skeleton's ribs and spine.
"GET OFF ME YOU-" Papyrus was rewarded with another snarl and a solid wack over the eye sockets.
"Hur hur hur. The poor vice Captain trapped and helpless. Magic all spent from training, eh? Wonder how much LOVE I'll receive from you. I think I want to find out." The bear raised his fists and crashed them down on Papyrus' ribs. With each blow his HoPe grew lower and lower.
He cried out, sharpened teeth barely holding back the bloody murder that Papyrus' throat contained. His gloves became stained with blood as he dug his claws uselessly into the bear's gut.
This was it. After so long. After so much. A measly yawn after training had alerted a nearby enemy of weakness.
He didn't know how he'd done it. How had he failed at holding onto his mask? How had he forgotten how dangerous letting go of it was?
Unknowingly, Papyrus' sockets screwed shut as he gave up. He finally just... Let go. How peaceful. No wonder Sans was lazy all the time. It was so nice. To let go. It was over and he knew it. All his stress melted away and for once, his mind was clear of headaches and pain. Heh. How nice it felt.
Abruptly, the weight was lifted from Papyrus and he thought it had been done. He was dust. Dead. He never got to say goodbye to Sans. His sockets cracked open and he was a bit disappointed to see that death looked like the underground.
His hearing cleared in time for a large roar to erupt from his left. Papyrus' skull whipped to the side to see Sans being yanked from the bear's shoulder. Blood flew with him as he rolled over the snow and landed gracefully on his feet, teeth stained with the monster's blood. Sans spat, shaking his head to get rid of his dizziness but the bear sprung onto the littler skeleton, clocking him solidly on the socket.
"SANS!" Papyrus cried, mad with worry. His brother. His weak little brother had saved him. His 1 HP brother. He stared in amazement, but concern. Gods, Sans was going to get himself killed!
Papyrus stood in time for his soul to be captured and he was forced away, being tossed into a tree. His vision went dark.
When he woke his skull was pounding. He groaned, not wanting to rise. But he had to. He had to find Sans.
He gingerly rose from his bed and noticed the balcony door open. Sans could be seen through the glass.
The taller skeleton paused at the doorway then quickly made his way to Sans' side.
He was smoking, sockets dark. He didn't acknowledge Papyrus' presence.
Papyrus didn't know what to say. He leaned against the balcony and looked down, not looking at his brother.
Their injuries were prominent against their ivory faces. A reminder.
"SANS-"
"don't. just don't." he cut him off. His own skull pounded and he wanted nothing more than some quiet. It was nice. No screaming. No yelling. Sans didn't want to deal with the arguing anymore. He had almost lost his brother today. He didn't want to be told how foolish he had been for stepping in.
There was a long silence.
There was no breeze, no sound except for the burning of Sans' cigarette when ever he inhaled it.
Sans put it out on the railing, the burn matching so many other marks on the balcony. He turned to leave, disappearing inside their home.
Papyrus stared down at the quiet little town. The place they'd called home for years.
"THANK YOU SANS." He whispered to no one.
The words didn't seem like enough.
Heya guys!
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Pardon me if I'm wrong
Perhaps I'm just an idiot
I do not take advantage of the road I take
Paved with the blood sweat and tears
Of my ancestors
I do not go to college just for a degree
The paper at the end of four years does not matter to me
The classes I take do not simply fulfill a requirement
I do not study latin just to say Pulchra Femina es to a friend
I looked at someone today, and
Yes, I was colored by curiosity
Becasue my life is more than a few words
Read from a computer screen for a test I will take on Friday
I do not learn to say I know
I learn to expect I know nothing
The classes I attend have a purpose
The money I pay
The debt I choose
Is not for you or my employer
To say that it didn't matter
Yes, my school is too expensive
And yes, the programs I participate in will decorate my resume
But today, I looked at my friends
Crowded around a table to have fun
Like childish adults just trying to make sense of everything
And I knew I never wanted anything less
Then an education.
I want to learn from my peers
Engage in this class,
Maybe try hard or not try at all
But give this road a chance to shine
For the rhyme
I will make of it
If education was free how many people
Would take a class just to know
What color frogs turn in winter
And if Edgar allen poe knew her.
I embrace my debt because it is a privilege
To know my family supports my decision
Even if my bank account runs dry
And the stress piles high
Because being educated is important
At least to me
And I can't
For the life of me
Think of a reason to ban it.
The children in the schools don't know their letters,
But they know how to hide from an active shooter,
They can't use their mind but
They can leave me behind
In a race for their lives.
Maybe I misspoke
I need to know my place, right?
I can't be too woke,
But dammit I can fucking fight.
Fight for the children who deserve to read,
Fight for the young adults who yearn to be
In college
Fight for the women who are fighting for their right,
Fight for the man I call my best friend,
Whose very existence is the definition on rebellion
Fight for the change I want to see,
Even if that change means going back to just yesterday
uhhhh arttober day two : mushrooms not even gonna lie i am running on 3 hours of sleep its a miracle i completed this - love april tho
Day 5 : Big Mama
sadly she was pretty much scribbled because i got about an hour of sleep and school is death reincarnated
Im so tired that I bit into an sticky note thinking it was a slice of cheese
Maturing is wanting to go feral but knowing you'll regret it and that you need to conserve energy to get through the rest of the day
Sleep is the despairing soul's opioid
Spilled Thoughts
...I’m tired.
Not physically, but in an emotional way...
I feel like I hide too much...
From friends,
From family,
From everyone...
...I’m tired of this mask...
When can I take it off?...
This is what happens when you use shein.
i finally did it.... its messier than my usual and like... idk... theres a lot of weird mistakes BUT I CANT BEAR TO LOOK AT THIS THING ANYMORE so yippee!!!! i still like it i did a few cool things but yeah its messy teehee
madoka magica x jshk designs~ hananene !
i love making au designs~ if someone has any headcanons abt madoka magica & jshk already ABSOLUTELY message me to yap!! or join the kamome gakuen discord, we have a thread of theories <33 i’d love love love to hear stuff about some possible parallels
+ pls give me allllll the mermaid au fic recs. i absolutely adore them! and if you’re a fanfic writer pls speak out i will follow you asap i need writing to live-
Chat, politely, when is it my turn to crash out?
How the fuck do morning people stay awake the whole day???? It’s been 4 hours and I need a nap
Just mistook a fucking t-Rex for an owl. I need either 5 pots of coffee or 2 days of straight sleep. Neither I can have but I need one if not both of them
uh enjoy this self-made book cover ig
Isabela Triplett is my pen name btw
so it's about this girl named Alessia who offers to be one of the empress's galas(don't ask me what this is, I don't know shit) so her family's land doesn't get sold
and basically it turns out she can wield the power of the sun and also there's this giant crystal thingie underneath the palace and also the empress(Badr is her name, remember it well) is kinda sorta falling for her and also Alessia is kinda sorta falling for Badr too but they're both idiots about it because you gotta love that ✧P I N I N G✧
btw there's also this mysterious plague that killed like a third of the empire and now after a couple of years it's back like the Black Death but it's worse
anyway this is one of my many WIPs and I'll release this never probably I dunno
this is Alessia Bast, the main girl
I drew her myself and I suck at drawing
she's got sun powers, connections to the aforementioned weird crystal and is also maybe fucking the empress?? they're friends with benefits for like two-thirds of the story until Alessia goes oh when Badr is kidnapped by assassins from this rival empire, it's a whole thing
Alessia is something I'm calling a Hakai Guerrier, she's basically Badr's guardian so you could call this a royalty/guard story
and this is Cahaya al-Rahim, Alessia's *checks non-existent script* best friend whose family got wiped out by the plague and she left for the palace for reasons unknown
she's probs in love with the empress's sister/sibling, I'll get into that in a bit
she's got fire powers and a really cool *checks script* chain whip thing?
here's the empress herself Badr Merle
she knows a whole bunch about Alessia and her dead family(oh I didn't mention that before? oops) and their history so that's nice and definitely not a device to cause tension and angst
she's like a tired mom trying to control all her lords and keep them from going to war with each other over a fucking festival competition for Hell's sake just hug it out you babies—
and finally, here is Badr's sister/sibling Mehr who goes by she/they pronouns if you didn't notice(enby ftw)
so Cahaya is something like Mehr's guardian(also a Hakai Guerrier) to keep her safe but somehow it's now the opposite because every time the annual feast/party rolls around, Cahaya gets into an argument with one of the lords and Mehr feels like they want to throw themselves into a volcano
she's also Badr's top advisor and one of two people who can stop their at-times cold sister from full-on killing one of the lords
the other is Alessia and she can do it way better than Mehr if they're being honest
ok I'm done, have a good night/day/afternoon/morning/evening
Yeah I’m sick and I feel awful and I should be sleeping instead of finishing this up, but who cares :P
Little kith :))
anyone else ever wish they could lie down harder? Like, I'm already horizontal, but I need more horizontal. I need to be absorbed by the floor. I think that would fix me
Doing exams atm whilst also trying to figure out my sexuality and I am exhausted. On the bright side, I'm like 90% confident in terms of my gender identity.
I’m ace, aro and tired
Reblog if you are also LGBT+ and tired
MY NEW ART🔥🔥🔥🔥 BTW THS IS A COMISSION
scary ver
Finally starting to feel a little rested. Weve been so tired lately
Sensitive topic!
TW: svc1d3, mention of 0v3rd0s3, 4lch0h0l p0¡s¡0n¡ng, and s3lf h4rm as well as other issues, please read at your own risk.
basically, I probably won’t be active anymore, I’m planning on km$ today, sometime during the night. I’ve had a cranky shitty 4ss life. I don’t look forward to anything anymore and I feel like absolute shit. I’ve got everything ready, the letters, all that bs. The only thing I want for now is the final step. No quote can turn my the cogs in my brain, no kind of guilt will convince me otherwise. This has been the only thing I look forward too. And I truly, entirely cannot fathom how much I desire the mere suggestion of d34th. I feel as if my whole world lights up. And for once, as soon I take the final step, one final push, I will feel like a true free bird. Of course, I’ve always wanted to at least have some fun before I d¡3, I plan on dr¡nk¡ng down the p¡11s I’ll take, I used to just merely cvt myself yet the pleasure of bl00d flowing out is no longer enough.
goodbye cruel world, sincerely, everyx.
got caught up on apothecary diaries manga and am sick in the head for jinshi so whatever im posting them on main later 🐺 sorry everyone
hiiiii :)
its been a minute but i have been writing quite a bit recently!!! im nearly done with an old rq really old. so sorry anon!!!! but ive also written two other stand alone fics!!!!! except they are both about apothecary diaries.
would you all want me to post them on my side account @stuffeddeer2? i know i've cultivated a bsd centric following so im not sure if anyones interested :) ill post them either way eventually but idk where to!
and i Will. be posting a rq. soon. hopefully come this weekend.
I feel like I'm on a spiral that's only going downwards. Many people feel this way, and I'm not exempt from them. I am not a new case, I am not the exception. But all the same, I feel like they have found solid ground to build off of, and I am close to falling off this rocky surface. I feel like they have found something to lean on, and I am scrambling to be a pillar for myself. I have to be the lighthouse because I don't trust myself to trust someone else. My ship isn't close to sinking. It doesn't even have any holes(I make sure of it), but the sea I have found myself in is tossing and turning, and I can't stable the boat. I can't bring myself to ask for passage in someone elses, for that would be cruel. And I'm too prideful to ask for directions because I know that I will find myself lost again. So I'm stuck on a boat. I can't bring myself to steer it, and it's no one's fault but my own.
If this continues, I fear I will go overboard.
Random muscle twitches that you can’t consciously recreate while you’re trying to fall asleep is your body’s equivalent of your house settling at night.
Tw : vent . . . I dont know what the heck im doing rigth now , i love but i hate doing art i get withouth energy so easely and i cant help but compare myself to others, i have soo many w.i.p’s that i cant get myself to finish and soo many complete projects that i cant get myself to post because of how bad i think it is , lately i dont have energy for almost nothing, put effort in school , play my favorite games heck i dont have te energy to even eat i eat at mos two times a day because i dont have the energy to do it , im soo tired recentely that even my teachers started to notice but my classmates dont give a break soo much soo i had to call the principal to make something about it because i cant do nothing withouth getting picked on for it and when i talk Back to them they get angry at me saying I have to respect them to be respected while the pick on me since we are little kids , i changed my hole personality just so they would like me but for them is never enough everything i do is wrong , i understand i have my problems but i try my best to be a sweet person thing you can ask the few people that are my friends yet they still say im anoying, talk too loud ( im not very good at controling my voice volume/tone and have bad hearing thing they have known for ages since im on the same school since im 2 ) , that i need to talk less ( i very rarely talk because people dont really give me that opotunity often soo when they let me talk about things i know or like i get very exited since i know a lot of things because im very curious) and at that point i dont even know what to do since this is not even my worst proble , at that point internet is my only safe space and im dissociating , daydreaming or sleeping more than half of the time