A Bride And An Ugly Ass Groom

I wish crumbs infested bed and always warm pillows for everyone who tag spams out here. I don't want to see faces of some random people, some fake deep quotes and loosely closed chests of random women just because they smacked trending tags on their posts. I saw about 10 of those in last 15 minutes SHUT THE FUCK UP WIULD YOU

Why is it that shadowflour i wrote was kinda hurtcomforty thingy but now when im thinking of writing bitter peaches it's some straight up (not really straight though, we are talking about old men yaoi) nsfw—

UNDERTALE/DELTARUNE FANDOM! YOUR FAVOURITE VERSION/SIDE OF GASTER???

Let's wish them a good game

they play roblox💥💥💥💥

I've only had shadowflour for half a day but if anyone says they're not canon im getting rid of everyone in this world and then myself

Jokes aside i don't care they weren't even in the same scene i realised i love them way too much

Unless it's stated that they hate each other guts i keep believing in shadowflour

I'm overly happy to hear it

I'm already more than halfway through first sketch, you'll see it soon!!

anybody's up to silly fluffy crack kinda au???

NAH I CAN'T

Totally relate to Shadow Milk

I'm ready to bet he sometimes wants(as in it takes all of his thoughts) to bite them out of sheer affection just because that's my way of showing affection(which i couldn't execute yet...)

POLY BEAST PROPOGANDA GO

Eternal sugar likes to cuddle with one of the other beasts as a way to show her affection♡

Mystic Flour is a gift giver. Many of the other beasts have been given jewellery and traditional clothing from her.

Shadow Milk is a attention starved rat. His way of showing love is through physical affection. Yet he also shows it through words.

Burning spice shows his affection through duels and words, sometimes giving the other beasts head scratches (smc loves them)

Silent salt loves physical touch. He's selectively mute so he'd rather have his affection be shown in sweet touches or maybe duels.

She lies on her side, eyes open and staring somewhere in front of her.

"You okay?" There's warm hand on her shoulder accompanied by soft voice. Neither are asking anything from her, neither are making wishes or – Witches forbid – demands.

If she could still want something, she would want having someone like that back then.

Really, would keeping to Volition instead of succumbing to Apathy be a curse or a blessing? It's good she doesn't care enough to doubt and waver.

"I am." She gives a simple answer and draps blanket over her pale body. Hands twitch to tuck it all around her so she would have a cocoon to hide from everything, from every meaningless thing there is in this world. Yet she does not.

Her bedmate, however, gets under the same blanket and pulls its corners under their bodies. Encasing them both.

"I will follow you to whichever cocoon you hide yourself into." He says, so sweet and reassuring, hands in her hair.

They both know it's another lie of his. They both don't bring themselves to care.

If one was not Apathy and the other was not Deceit, they both would wish for his words to be true though.

Aha: take a worm🫱🪱

Nous: no

Aha: it's smort

Nous: still no

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Aha: take absolutely not(rudely inserted) a worm 🫱🪱🦉📕

Nous: no

Aha: he's smort

Nous: still no

Stan: I can't believe you fucked a triangle!

Ford: I did _not_ fuck a triangle!

Stan: then what happened?!

Ford: . . . a triangle fucked me

Stan: I disown you.