#incindy

“wow, asking me that? alright. yeah, specifically three humans i guess. first one was my timelines brave soul. he was a prick and fucked up paps so....i dealt with him, he wouldnt of made it much farther anywho. then frisk, during their uh, genocide routes, sorta had to at that point. then there was chara, well ive met a few who i’d prolly kill if i had too, but, tibia honest id rather just be left the hell alone.”

“WELL UHM......NO? I MEAN, I’VE BEEN SAD TO SEE THE HUMAN DUST MONSTERS, BUT NEVER WANTED TO KILL THEM. I WANTED THEM TO BETTER THEMSELVES AND WELL........ALSO NO. I’M VERY GOOD AT MY MAGICAL CONTROL AFTER ALL.”

HOZIER LYRIC STARTERS // @incindy​

If there was one thing Kay hated, it was the “Damsel in Distress” trope. She never wanted to seem helpless, and combined with her curse of being so stubborn, she often took her problems into her own hands. The outcomes of such troubles ranged with how much she suffered while settling her problems in the way that she did.

Sometimes the suffering was self brought. Most often she’d drink away the memories of her old prewar life that seem to flood back and cause her heart to ache. She had lost so much, but she still couldn’t bring herself to stop facing the Wasteland with every ounce of fight she had left. 

She was far from letting herself be done, even with the all the pain that sought her out like a pack of wolves to a wounded prey. 

Send in 👁‍🗨 for my Muse’s First Impression Of Yours______________________________________________

Holly would likely take a quick shine to Cindy, especially upon realizing they aren’t the only human in the Underground! Not because they don’t like monsters, but moreso after realizing all that humans had done to monsters and how much monsters seemed to detest humanity, Holly would be putting a lot of that blame on themself. Having another human around, especially one as kind and creative as Cindy, would remind Holly that not all humans are bad, and thusly they aren’t bad in turn. Its a relief for the kid.

Send “I’m feeling lucky” for a Monomono Gift- Accepting!

“Berserker Armor”Armor that grants its wearer power like that of a berserker. As compensation, it gradually erodes the wearer’s life force.

*A reference to the series “Berserk".

Blink, blink in disbelief.

Eye looks over her shoulder at the intended recipient of the gift, then back at the actual freaking anime armor in her hands... before just like, turning around while hiding the item behind her back.

“Wow, that’s weird... nothing came out that time!

“Let’s go to Freeside,” the girls had said. “It’ll be fun,” they’d said. And, to be fair, it had been fun, popping their heads into the Wrangler, chatting with the Followers, even flirting with a few of the Kings. But now it’s getting late, and Alex knows she’s due back at The Aces. Except none of the girls want to leave, it’s their night off from running the tables and they’re going to enjoy it. Which leaves Alex walking alone. Through Freeside. When it’s getting dark.

Send a symbol for your muse to find mine… || 🌷- Alone

Humans were, typically, not of Pearl’s interest. In the very least, they weren’t something overly memorable to Pearl in comparison to another gem. 

This one, however, piqued her interest when she’d approached. While Pearl was observant, she didn’t seem to click together why this person seemed... different. In a room with different lighting, perhaps, it would have been an immediately recognizable trait.