#drawntospace

Meme. // @drawn-to-space

    “And I hate to break it to ya, sweetcakes, but your words just can’t stop me!”  Lupin snickered, hands slipping into his pockets.

His forward-slouched posture accompanied by his raised and tensed shoulders implied his fiery passion, his face sporting determined brows and a big grin. It was almost intimidating how he sauntered forward, his bowed legs stepping closer and closer to her.

       . . ♥ . .  TODAY WAS THE DAY. Mipha had been planning how special she would make it for her friend. Today was not only meant to celebrate the completion of the over a year long project of remaking Zora’s Domain, but it was also the day she had planned to finally tell Yumi just how important she was. 

Last time Mipha confessed her feelings ( to a human ), the two were torn apart with the monsters being thrown below ground and the humans (including her love) remaining above ground. It was painful, not even being allowed a chance to say goodbye, last time seeing him with the promise to meet at sunset the following night to watch the stars together. 

Finally... after the pain the past hundred something years subsided, allowing her heart to find another. She’d just have to hope her friend reciprocated and enjoy every moment like it was their last. She finished stepping across the bridge, a bright smile on her lips at the sight of the other once more.

Well, this was a predicament. Be-Be didn't normally tell tales to others, especially his life story. But to a human? Would she ask about the war? What he did was NOT pretty nor was he one to boast about his 'headcounts'.

Still, she was a guest and would be treated as such.

Clearing his throat, he offers her a drink and smiles kindly. No matter how hard he tried, he could not keep the low growl out of his deep voice,

*So, tell me, child...

At the bar, working at night as a part-time bartender to have some money, as always. About think to work about something that he liked was going to be somewhat impossible, since he really did not like to work, but he had to do it to earn a living.

At that moment, he looked up, apparently a new client had entered into the bar. He arched an eyebrow a moment, but decided to start the conversation.

“  what,  is  char  on  the  menu ?  think  i’ll  pass.    “

       ❛ Where are them..? ❜

Fact of Sans // Accepting

Before becoming locked underground, many of the problems that tend to lead to monster’s ‘falling down’ were largely unheard of. Even after centuries, that side of monster illness is still not well understood. There is no medication for illnesses of the soul (i.e. mental illness) in the underground.

 Monster’s are treated for more serious ailments via concentrated doses of magic donated by volunteers. While it’s shown to be helpful, the steady decline of magic ability in monsterkind has not made it a viable treatment method.

remember when i demanded that people send me asks to make them flower crowns?? i finally did it.

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