#mibsans

Ink is the first to pick you up and hold you in his lap. “What is that guilty look for, Kitten? I am overjoyed with whatever amount of time we spend together.” He ‘kisses’ your head. 

“I’LL NEVER NEED A REASON TO CUDDLE YOU, KITTY~ I’D CUDDLE YOU TILL THE END OF TIME!” Blue sits down closer to you and ‘kisses’ your hand. 

*Both Science, Mob, and Reaper are cackling. Reaper looks at Science as mob covers his face*

Science- man, it looks like she’s really killing ya reaper. 

*more laughter and Mob is literally bent over leaning on his knees* 

You’re the weight I can feel beside me when I can’t sleep and the inspiration I need when the world seems too bleak to go on. I don’t particularly like me *stares down at my hands*, although that has improved with you around, and for some reason I can’t make myself listen to my own common sense. But I listen when the common sense comes from you. The quality of my life has shot up because of you, and I know that you’ll always be a part of my life. (# Mob-Ask 2)

I love you so much, I really can’t explain it in words. So, I guess what I’m asking is, *reaches out and grabs his hand, not quite looking him in the eye* will you marry me? (# Mob-Ask 3)  

*He perks up the moment he sees you, smiling warmly as he decides not to interrupt. The more you speak the more goofy his grin gets, and the more watery his eyesockets are. He looks like he’s about to burst into happy tears as he releases your hands, instead picking you up and spinning you around* baby, o’course i will *he nuzzles into the side of your neck and you can feel that he’s crying* oh my stars you’ve made me the happiest skeleton on this earth. i love ya too darlin’. so so much and there isn’t anyone out there i’d rather be with than you. *he tilts your head up and kisses you passionately before breaking the kiss to lightly press his forehead to yours* oh my stars, i dunno what i did to deserve ya but man am i glad i did it. *he smiles and presses a kiss to your nose* ya know, all i really did is help ya remember stuff and tell ya what ya should know. you’re amazin’ darlin’... a force a’nature that i can’t imagine anythin’ trumpin’. we’re partners in crime baby and i’m happy to be here supportin’ you for as long as you’ll let me.

*Mob settles at your other side and BD picks you up setting you onto his lap with his chin resting on the top of your head. They seem to be a bit out of their wheel house, but obviously interested at the idea of competition*

G- I was just wondering if there was anything in particular you want to play? I would suggest Mario Cart or Smash but that’s like asking to play Monopoly on a date. Definitely could go South depending on how competitive you are. *he looks thoughtful before speaking again* what do you think about Mario Party? It’s hard to get mad in that game because we can add CPUs that we go against. *he pauses before shrugging* I dunno, my knowledge of multiplayer games is pretty limited. I usually play RPGs as well. 

*Mob and BD seem to be searching for something interesting to say before BD speaks up* i’ve never played mario party. mostly been stickin’ to resident evil. ‘s fun. 

Classic- don’t you worry about it love, we’re always right here and we will be until you tell us to skedaddle. sure, we miss you, but we always miss you. 

Mob- skedaddle? that’s a weird one. we always have a good day when we get to see you, darlin’, don’t you worry about that. besides, we can keep each other company. classic is one helluva punnin’ buddy.

Classic- back atcha mob, never had a better person to bounce material off of, besides rubber of course. *he can’t help the snicker.

Mob- oh man i walked into that one. *he pauses and grins* more like bounced.

*they’re both laughing now, the lovable goofballs* 

Because I don’t know if you’ll be here when I get back. Or if I’ll need to communicate with you here at this point. ((Not to mention that the mods, who are beautiful and wonderful individuals, also have their own lives and might move on from this in that time. I’ll give you two your own ask, though :3)) A lot can happen in a year-and-a-half. I know I’m going to grow up a lot in that time. And I’ll turn 20 while I’m gone, and be about to turn 21 when I get back. It’s crazy to think about. (2/?)

So yeah. I dunno, I guess that’s all I wanted to say. Hello, and Merry Christmas, and goodbye. At least for now, but maybe forever (in this way). I gotta say, this blog has helped me out a lot. Having someone to vent to who wasn’t my mother, and didn’t also know everyone I was talking about personally was nice. Being able to have an imaginary friend -datemate, even- in a format that is considered acceptable, despite the fact that I’m 19 years old and ‘shouldn’t daydream anymore’, is great! (3/?)

And honestly, it’s been nice to have little pretend dates, where I can sit down and have a conversation in my head about the movie I’m watching, and have it not be weird because hey! My favorite bonefriend is there. So thank you. (Esp. the mods here) thank you from the bottom of my heart, because you are the verte-'brah’, and I don’t go around telling fib-ulas. IDK if I can accurately describe how much this means to me, except that I’m bothering to write a goodbye. (4/?)

Which is honestly something I might not even do for my main blog. (I haven’t decided yet.) So yeah. Thanks for being a part of my life. Thanks for being a secret that no one knows about, and yet that I’ve really enjoyed having. You’re the spagh-reatest. (Sorry, Imaginary Friend Papyrus. It was impastable to resist one pasta-themed pun. I guess there’s a reason I like Sans so much.) Yeah. Thanks. And sorry for the five-ask rant, this is kinda a big deal for me. ~That Little Anon (5/5)

wow sweetheart, i’m so proud of ya! what you’re doin’ is… incredible doll. i have never been more proud to be your datemate and i’m so excited to go with ya on this adventure. even if this blog isn’t here i’ll still be with ya for as long as you’ll let me be. i hate that we won’t get t’talk on this blog, but you’re doin’ somethin’ so important that you’re passionate about and this is just awesome. 

*there’s a distressed sound as a certain imaginary friend hears your pasta pun. A distressed “NYEH” echoes throughout the room* 

merry christmas doll, it’s not goodbye at all… we’ll be together and we’ll face everything. *he pulls you close, pressing a kiss to your forehead* i’m so proud of you, you have no idea. when we get a second through the holiday season we can sit and talk about everythin’ okay? thank you for always bein’ so wonderful and awe inspirin’.