It Has Come To My Attention That Perhaps The Gang Are In Need Of A Therapy Papyrus.

It has come to my attention that perhaps the Gang are in need of a therapy Papyrus.

Maybe not one too similar to Classic, lest he be traumatized. Maybe something like a more sane Dustbelief Paps. Or they aquire Dustbelief and they all just talk things out.

I feel like if that were the happen, DB and Dust might not have the best of times for a bit. They'd apologize to each other endlessly because that's the brother they killed. That's what they would look like, act like, if they survived.

Give me a minute... I wanna write that now...

papyrus meets the bad sanses (for let papyrus say fuck day)

please click for better quality i didn't see how blurry tumblr made the text oh god

Rosemary's on there twice. The second time, its unchecked. .... I dunno what that means...

Fuck it, post lamb stew slow cooker recipe

Im asking this out of curiosity, when you do the lethiantale mermay 2024 are there gonna be x reader ones? cause that would be awesome and there's not that much of them btw I do like your storytelling :D

Thank you!

However, I haven't written an x reader for such a long time. So, for this reason, I'm gonna have to say no. In general, x readers don't fit my writing style all that well and I also find it pretty hard to write Y/N characters anymore.

Treasure Chest

A small squid drifted along the ocean currents. It was colorful, but not moving beyond where the water batted at it's limbs. All in all, it looked like a a snack for any creature that happened to swim past. By the looks of it, no one would assume it was a mighty being capable of tearing the world asunder. But it was. The squid was a soulless entity known as Ink. A young leviathan who wasn't sure what to do with his life. So he let the currents carry him. If anything got to close, he simply ate them.

On this particular day, Ink floated past a box-looking thing. He had never seen something made by landwalkers so far below the waves. So he went to investigate. Despite his lack of emotions, Ink liked knowing things, what things are, how they worked, where they came from. So he needed to thoroughly inspect the new object.

He made a slow approach, circling the chest a few times before lifting up what appeared to be the lid. It was heavy, but Ink refused to be any bigger to open it. So when it finally creaked open, Ink still had the appearance of a small defenseless creature. Perfect for a trapped fish, who had been stuck in the chest, to snap right up. There was a moment of confusion as Ink sat, now in the stomach of a fish, unsure of how exactly he got there. However, inside the fish was not very comfortable, and Ink had grown tired of being small.

In a singular moment, Ink returned to his towering leviathan form, bits of fish stuck to him. He gave himself a minute to clean it all off before returning to the chest. Inside there was all manner of shiny things. From glimmery gemstones, to polished metals Ink couldn't name. The colors inside varied from bright reds and blues, to soft copper and silver. Among these precious landwalker treasures were pearls of numerous sizes and colors.

Ink carefully looked over every single object inside, turning them over to inspect them at all angles. After deeming everything to his liking, he piled them all back into the chest and closed, wrapping on tentacle tightly around it to ensure the little trinkets stayed safe. And with that, he took his prize and left, likely to go show Sans or Papyrus his incredible find from the landwalkers.

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the way sesame street, a pbs puppet show for literal babies, is pressing on with pride content despite vitriolic monsters descending on every post to insinuate they're pedophiles or demons while some of the biggest companies on the planet who could swim in olympic swimming pools of money like scrooge mcduck on steroids buckle and cave just emphasizes how completely and utterly pathetic these corporations are. they'd butcher a baby if it meant saving a penny.