Jun 14, 2016
'It's just six words'
Six word story | {x}
Their small coffin was the heaviest.
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'It's just six words'
Six word story | {x}
Their small coffin was the heaviest.
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Want a random starter? | {x}
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[Text]: hey, gonna be home soon.
[Text]: want me to stop someplace ‘n get takeout? i’m thinking pizza.
[Text]: i’d tell a pizza joke, but i know one thing- anyone has a chance to have topped ‘em.
"Happy Birthday, Sans." Frisk said, hiding something behind their back.
“Thanks little buddy. What have you got there?” he asked, leaning over Frisk’s shoulder to get a peek.
"What are you doing?"
sly what are you doing | {x}
18. Talking to a bird
“This bird called to me. I gotta talk to it- it doesn’t seem to get what I’m saying, so I got to figure out its language. Think there’s a chance?”
He’s probably just being Sans and knows all too well there’s no point to any of it; nonetheless, there he was, staring at the caged bird with such a set expression with his hands on his knees, whistling and hooting at it in a feeble attempt to make conversation.
“Heh- at least it isn’t that hawkward.”
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Starter Prompts | {x}
☁- Our muses in a thunderstorm.
Sans swore he read something about thunderstorms before, but nothing compared to the first time being flung into one. The skeleton had no clue what was happening outside and had immediately gone through the house to find Frisk, silently slipping into the other’s room, eye sockets wider. The next flash of lightening and crash of thunder made him jolt, and he could hear his bones rattling as he reached out to gently wake the other from their sleep.
...How could anyone sleep through this?
“H-Hey, Frisk- you okay, I-” Interrupted by another round, he found himself silent again, listening to the rain beat against the roof as he withdrew his hand, silently staring and squirming where he was. Sans couldn’t stop himself from feeling unnerved, in the very least- the underground had nothing like this.
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❛ my life is just poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background. ❜
Karkat raised a brow in confusion at the small human child. “That’s a weird thing for such a small wriggler to say.”
“You shouldn’t be trusted with small children, should you?”
“I’vve been trusted wwith ‘em before.”