#doefated

The large toy does her best to place her right hand near her chin, moving it the best she can slightly forward and down. An attempt at signing thank you.

Too shy to reach out?

☁- I’m worried you only RP with a certain group of people.

☾ - I don’t know how to approach you

((That isn't true in the slightest and if I'm being completely honest (but not intended in a mean way, I want to stress) I resent the assumption, especially considering you only just started following me literally the other day. If it seems like I don't have a lot of writing partners currently; which I don't, it's not because I'm into or have cliques or anything of the sort (I detest them, honestly, for personal reasons that I won't go into) it's merely because irl stuff is in the way or that people just aren't interested, mostly it's irl stuff because we're all adults with lives, yada, yada.

Even with my particulars regarding my muses (because most of them are a lot for people to deal with, especially on this blog) I'm sure we'll be able to work something out and I'm willing to give most anything and anyone a try and all you need to do is communicate with me---let me know that you're interested directly rather than having me guess (or worse, beg otl) and we can figure things out.

@doefated sent ; ❝ what was it like? ❞ (Jonathan wanna know about frisks old home cause we crying in the club)

Bring Me The Horizon's

Their old home? Frisk is silent for a good moment, they never liked talking about what their life was like before Toriel. After all they raised such a fuss over wanting to return home, before just....giving up and staying with her. They did at first think that they had a loving home to return to, but......after seeing how everyone in the underground treated them?

"It was....empty....." they were never that timid, but their voice sounded as small as they felt right now. "My mom never hugged me, she never talked to me, wouldn't pay attention unless I got in trouble and all she did was insult me when that happened. She fed me, she kept me clothed, she....I thought she loved me. She never said it though, but she had to love me, right? I loved her."

Nothing Frisk did seemed to catch their mothers attention, they did something good? Nothing. They did something bad? Barely anything. She almost treated them as if Frisk was a chore, something they didn't want to have but kept doing anyway because they had to. And Frisk simply thought that was normal.

Toriel never treated them like that though. Every single monster they befriended never treated them like that.

2D's seen plenty of shit over the years and ended up in enough of his own to last a few lifetimes uninterrupted. Is this the first time he's been saved from monsters he can't name? No. Is it going to be the last time? Also no. Is he shaken by it? A little, but...not as much as some would be. Comes with the territory when you're a walking freak magnet and he is, above all else, that very thing.

"Stuart," he offers noncommittally, letting himself be led away- a perfect example of why he ends up in so much shit most days of the week. Evidently, the concept of stranger danger has never meant a thing to him, even as a celebrity who's been kidnapped, tortured, and held for ransom on more than one occasion.

He figures that if he's ever in real danger, Murdoc will burn the world down to pull him out of it. (He figures correctly.)

"Let's head towards...towards my studio, yeah? We can talk there. I owe you for-for saving me, anyway."

The thing about being functionally blind is that sometimes, the details of people- especially strangers- are hazy at the edges even on a good day. Is he questioning the attire? No. Is he questioning the horns or ears? No. (Just a furry, he assumes without real judgement.)

doefated asked: "This place is amazing!" (cc:) General Sentences, Vol. 23

Max trembled with fear, fighting back the tears in his eyes. This stranger was offering him safety…?

“I-… I’ll trust you,” he whispered shakily. He looked over his shoulder, hearing his bullies getting closer.

Terrified, the wolfdog pup looked back at Jonathan. “Please help me!” he whimpered, “I trust you!”

@doefated

star vs the forces of evil rp memes