#timetrappedkiddos

Today I want to talk

Of one very special monster who’s

Royal, whom

I fell safe in calling mom

Even though we’re so different, I know she

Loves me truly. ((@timetrappedkiddos, pre flowers))

@timetrappedkiddos​

* Toriel is careful not to crinkle the paper when she accepts it. Her eyes travel slowly down the page, and as they do, a soft smile gently grows on her face.

* When she’s finished, she reaches to stroke Chara’s cheek with her thumb. Her eyes glitter fondly.

The purple pikmin put its tiny little triangle hand in Frisk’s, if only to clasp around their finger for a second. This is what we call building trust.

The real game and prey is the cookies he smelled. He wanted a piece of the action. He wanted to see if he could eat those, or even eat at all. He hadn’t tried yet. This Pikmin didn’t know if it could.. Eat food with no mouth. He was hoping desperately, by some magic, that he could, though.

Send “Do a Trick” and my muse will show off their magic abilities._______________________________________________________________

♦ Of course! Especially when you ask so nicely. But… just to make sure first, you’re not scared of heights are you?

      ———  “ How tragic;  most unlucky indeed. It appears I’m short an ingredient. ”  She muttered to herself, disappointed.

     Alice’s wandering had managed to get her somewhere that seemed to have populous enough flowers for the job-- Pretty ones too!  Which she was pleased about. Any of them would do, really, yet still she was but a humble, lonely traveler in the next kingdom over. And in spotting a girl nearby, she called out to her without qualm.

@timetrappedkiddos

“One moment! I’ll be right with you!” A voice called from the back. The source of the voice didn’t take long to return. His usually happy smile beaming from ear to ear. 

“Pardon me! I was taking... inventory.” His brows creased slightly. He had seen this child before, but at the moment he couldn’t recall any name or memories. He took a moment of study. That striped shirt, tanned skin, and bowl-cut hair were there, just at the tip of his tongue. 

Send 📖 to get really bad advice from my muse | Accepting!

What kind of relationship does your muse want with mine? | Accepting!

❤️ romantic 💛 platonic