Indie - Semi-selective - OC/Multifandom friendly - Ask/rp blog for the heavily-headcanoned Gaster known as "Tatters" and his older brother, Webdings.
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//I Should Probably Make An Official Post Or Something Saying I'm On An Indefinite Hiatus Huh.
//I should probably make an official post or something saying I'm on an indefinite hiatus huh.
I'm so sorry, between having little to no energy outside of work and stress with other life things, I cant seem to focus here. I thought starting fresh would help, but... I can't even draw anymore.
I'll try to be back sometime. Idk, I love and miss my babies/rping with people too much to just drop it.
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//that moment when your brain is currently locked onto the wrong muse or onto a muse that has nothing to do with your blog
Churning, twisting, coiling to the breath of the void.
A ripple of discomfort, an intruder-
Like a thorn in its side.
Tendrils crept along the darkness, curling in agitation to the sound of the light speaking. Annoying, annoying-
It couldn't voice its own thoughts though, a soft, timid buzz echoed instead, "L-lovely d-day, lov-vely day. A-are yo-u-u lost?"
The tendrils lifted from the murk, exposing thorns and slightly distorting into a pale, viscous goop. The source slid out of hiding, finally able to gaze better up at the light that pierced through the darkness. It was only a few feet tall, wilted, crooked, oozing akin to an amalgamate, with a singular eye studying her intently. From the shape and layers of its face, perhaps it was a flower at some point.
...
It twitched and peeled back the layers, exposing rows of teeth in rings around the beak in the center, twin lights gazing from within. The ever-so-pleasant buzzing voice echoed again, however the creature's malicious intent finally seeped through. "I am too."
The vines snaking across the ground swept forward, first aiming for Mara's feet in hopes of snaring them.
starter for @void-bound-souls
The moment the temperature drops, she knows she’s hit a new section of the void. It’s the best way to find new places, meet new people!
Unfortunately, its also the best way to find trouble. Mara glances around warily, shouldering her pack as she continues on her way. She’s done this before time and time again, but the unease never truly leaves.
Something slinks out of the corner of her eye, and she remains still, unwilling to tip off any possible pursuers. Gods, she hates the dark. She hums a simple crackling tune, one hand silently slinking to the aetherspace where she stores her sword.
“̷S̶u̴r̷e̸ ̷i̸s̴ ̵a̶ ̶f̵i̵n̸e̵ ̶d̴a̶y̴ ̴f̷o̶r̴ ̴a̴ ̴s̶t̷r̵o̷l̷l̸,̵ ̶i̷s̸n̴’̸t̴ ̸i̵t̶?̴”̷
Hiya!
Interested in the misadventures of a dork of a Gaster and his cantankerous doggo brother? Please take a gander! It’s an easy-going ask/rp blog that’s OC/Canon/Duplicate/Crossover friendly.
Tatters: Th-the test results came in. I'm sorry...y-you are diagnosed...with Furry.
Web:
Web: ...What's a furry?