#thepositivescientist

{part 1 of my 'Pixels of muses from blogs I like' collection that im doing. I drew Rony, Sat, And Swap~}

||closed RP with @thepositivescientist and continuation of this: X

((this is happening before Gill and Rony are dating))

Part of him forgot the reason why he hasn’t gotten back in contact with Yumi... again, but whenever he reminded himself, he couldn’t help to still feel a little hurt by all of this. Even if the “other Sans” didn’t seem to be even close, personality-wise, to him. He didn’t understand why he was still hurt by this. For fuck’s sake, he likes someone else now, right? Why can’t he get over it? Is it really just the fact that her boyfriend is another version of his past self, that he doesn’t even associate as himself, or would he have reacted the same way if it was just anyone? He’s been trying to answer these questions, this entire time, even while waiting for the man in question, in a nearby café, where Yumi told him they would meet.

Well, she didn’t directly tell him, he wouldn’t answer her calls and he only got the news by listening to his voice messages, because he didn’t want to be too much of an ass, in case of an emergency. He only texted her back to know the time and place.

Gill was smoking as, for some reason, he was waiting impatiently for his arrival, despite being a few minutes early. What the hell is wrong with him?

The cigarette did manage to calm him down a little, for whatever reason he needed to chill. As soon as the other skeleton popped in, as unsubtle and out of place he looked, he somehow knew that was the guy. He tried his damnest to not seem too cold, as he casually flicked his cigarette on the ground and begrudgingly raised a hand as a greeting.

*Hey... I’m guessing you’re “the guy”? 

Continued from: X X

|| @thepositivescientist

Yumi slowly opened her eyes, feeling a little heavy, to a familiar place, obviously, her home. Whatever was weighing on her had moved. What the fuck!?

She jerked her head towards it to see Swap was comfortably clinging onto her. Oh, yeah, she remembers, now, the ball. They still had their costumes on, she could guess that something transported them back home, just like last time. However, she wonders why it didn't bring Swap to his own home, not that she minds though. Despite it being pretty embarrassing, she's glad that he was still there.

She looked around to find her other accessories neatly piled next to her nightstand, as well as her phone. What time was it? She tried to reach it without moving too much.

10:46

Shit! She was late for work! Wait- no... She took off today, knowing that she might've come home late. She sighed, relieved. However, she was a little hungry, she should make something. But, with him on her like that, it was going to be difficult. She didn't want to wake him up but, it was pretty late. She decided to gently pet his head.

"S-Swap... you should wake up... or at least let me go so I can make something to eat."

“Oh! Heya, Swap!” Euphie looked up from her phone, mildly surprised. She hadn’t seen him in awhile. She knew that he would need time to himself after their last interaction, but she’d worried that it would make things weird between them, or that he would try to avoid her altogether. He seemed to be doing okay, though, and she was glad to see him. 

Though his question was vague enough to be slightly worrying. She smiled at him, trying to appear relaxed. “Of course. What is it?”

Alt was sitting in front of his “house” playing cat’s-cradle with some ordinary, non-magical string. He was enjoying the peace and quiet when he sensed something that caused him to look up from his game. Not far off there was...someone? Whoever or whatever, they were easy to spot in the vast whiteness of the Anti-Void. What to do though?

“h-heya...?”

His voice was hesitant and slightly glitched in nervousness. He made no move from where he was to approach the other. Alt hoped the being wasn’t hostile.

{Headache + unable to sleep + cute poses and stuff i never use = cute pictures}

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