The only me is me... But is the only you... You?

::Frisk glanced at the flower crown and gently bowed their head down, allowing him access to their head. They felt rather foolish wearing such a girly thing, but they knew it would make him happy. He did, after all, expend the effort to make it for them. 

“Scenic…” Frisk mused, stuffing their free hand into their pocket and following his pace through the clearing. They tried to compose themselves, but the excitement was bubbling over. What in the world was he going to do? He always seemed to have something under his sleeves, or in this case, in his pockets. 

“I do find myself wondering where in the world you’re taking me, Asriel…”::

*[Watching Frisk place the crown on their head had made the young prince rest his hand on his chest to admire how gorgeous they looked. They were charming as it was, but it was perfect… like he planned. Asriel’s eyes seemed to be fixed on the crown strangely… he’d then notice himself staring before he’d start his way through the underground. ]

*I think the detours can speak for themselves…

*[He’d known Frisk would know this place… after all he’d known them like he knew his own Frisk- but he didn’t know their darkest secret. Whether it was because Asriel wasn’t one to pry or because Frisk insisted he shouldn’t go there.]

::The glow of the waterfall distracted their vision as they felt twangs of nostalgia wash over them like currents leading into the ocean. Their eyes started to lose focus on the prince and spent more time admiring the loss of their once treasured lands. Chara spoke of such wonders before, a time in which the golden princes would hold hands and offer the world to each and every human and monster that cane upon them. Now there was no such time. Or at least, not a visible and coherent time. They approached the citadel with cautious energy, knowing the layout from a dream they once had a long time ago, perhaps a gift from Chara, the deceased prince. The flower crown laid on their own crown, ordinately decorating their brow.

This one is pretty much dead but I’m at:

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After about a year, I have finally decided to become active here on Frisk and Chara! Rules will be arranged and that nonsense soon.

//A familiar problem, my friend. I hope you’re doing well.

@goldenprinceasriel

::It was a common occurrence that Asriel took them hiking on the surface. He often found the most lovely spots and laid claim to them, at least for a couple of hours. They followed along eagerly because they loved to see just how /excited/ he was over the locations, not necessarily finding the sights on the surface interesting enough for them to travel there themselves. They focused on the lake and met with the deep crimson that faded across the sky. They had been there quite often, but even still, they found the location much more breathtaking every instance they traveled there with him. 

“I agree,” they finally spoke after a good couple of minutes watching the lake. It was so still, but also so full of life. They couldn’t help but feel a smile crawl over their lips as they tried to remember the last time they felt so /at peace/. They silently joined his side and laced their fingers between his and leaned against his shoulder. “What is the emergency? You demanded we came here so quickly..” They chuckled.::

*[Asriel giglged and looked them in the eyes as he spoke, rubbing their cheek.]

*Dear Frisk… I felt like taking a different route this time. Somewhere a little more scenic.

“Scenic...” Frisk mused, stuffing their free hand into their pocket and following his pace through the clearing. They tried to compose themselves, but the excitement was bubbling over. What in the world was he going to do? He always seemed to have something under his sleeves, or in this case, in his pockets. 

comic by: @xamag-undertale

Munday Questions

just wanted to draw them with suits or dresses~~ heh~

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