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👨‍👩‍👧-Aaron you say

Ah, yes, her ex-mistake. Folding her arms across her torso, Kaya sharply exhales. 

“…so you wanna know about my ex, huh?” Like many of the things and people in here life… where to start is always the question. Frankly, she’d rather avoid talking about him every chance she gets. But the inbox has to be appeased, and it’s not like Frisk is around at the moment anyway…

Kaya huffs, her arms folding tighter as her glare grows sharper from the ugly, distasteful memories coming back to her again, as they always do.

“…Okay, sit down and shut up, it’s a long-ass story, and I’m only gonna tell it once.”

“It all started with a stupid teenager doing stupid teenage things because her parents were terrible at their jobs and knew nothing about having a disabled kid,” she starts with a slight sneer. 

“I came out of my mom’s snatch kicking and screaming, and stayed kicking and screaming for years. Then, around elementary school, they introduced ABA therapy. I was emotionally and mentally abused all through elementary and middle school, and became a terrified, depressed shell of a kid who would do, say, and repress anything I had to just to make my parents happy. So they wouldn’t yell at me or grab me or take away something vital to my mental health.”

“Then high school came around, I’d just hit puberty, and I decided I’d had enough to being bullied by my own parents, my teachers, and the other students, and I became an A-grade bitch to everyone. Just to try to give myself control and empowerment in my life, I went from one extreme to another. I was a dumb, emotionally repressed teenager who jumped back to being a rebel, so I did a lot of shitty things. I had anger issues, was violent, and hung out with a lot of bad kids. I didn’t bully anyone, really, but I got into a lot of fights and only barely avoided getting arrested from vandalism and underage drinking a lot. Smoke weed a lot too. I was a rotten kid, but… honestly, it felt better than letting people grab my hands, shake me, yell at me and push my around… I was 14 and stupid, sue me.”

“Yeah, I make it sound like Aaron was one of the bad ones, but he was actually one of the only decent kids in high school at the time. He came from a pretty well-off family and kinda took pity on me. He wasn’t scared of me like some of the other kids, but he didn’t really pick a fight with me either. He was a good kid at the time, or at least that was the impression I got as a dumb, naive fourteen-year-old. He was nice to me, gave me rides home when I felt scared to call my parents, hung out with me, got me out of weed, booze and crime, talked to me, listened… He was good to me. Not sure whether that was genuine and he turned into an asshole or if he was always an ass trying to get into my pants, but it doesn’t matter. He’s a dick now.”

“I fell hard for the guy, being the idiot teenager I was. I was convinced that he was an angel there to save me from my shit-hole situation. Needless to say, we… did the deed. A LOT, actually. And finally, of course, we conceived Frisk when I was 15, had them when I was 16. Of course my parents weren’t happy, but that worked out for me because I hated them at the time. Was under the mindset if they hated it, I was doing something right. But even my grandmother, who was the only other decent person in my life, was voicing concerns about how fast I was jumping into things. And… like a dumbass, I ignored her. I was…”

Her glare finally falters and her face falls. As dumb as she always remembers she was in hindsight, she could never deny that she really did love the guy back in the day. At the time, he’d saved her, as far as she was concerned…

“I was in love… I… really thought he was my soulmate. So… I moved in with him after Frisk was born, and at first, everything was just great. I just stayed home with Frisk while he went to work, and we got married a week after I turned 18. But… once we made it legal and I was actually tied to him, things… started changing.”

“He never wanted to actually take care of Frisk. They were like a cute commodity to him; he never wanted to feed them, change their diapers, put them down for their nap, or look after them after daycare, it was ALWAYS on ME. Which I mean, fine, I didn’t wanna work and was controlling and protective over Frisk. But he never picked up the slack at home, he just went out to work, went drinking with his work buddies, and came home with dinner eventually.”

“And it just… got worse. No matter how stressed or sick I was, he’d never pick up the slack. He just enjoyed the perks and fun parts of fatherhood without trying to put in any actual work. Which I always justified with him being the breadwinner and being tired all the time. But when we learned Frisk was autistic when they were three…”

“He completely. Fucking. Abandoned them. All of a fucking SUDDEN, he had zero patience for just about anything Frisk ever did. Completely ignored them, got impatient with them whenever they started stimming–which, you know, I got onto him about. We fought a lot, and Frisk would always start crying because he’d convinced them our marriage problems were THEIR fault! Because I wasn’t going to let him snap at Frisk over shit they couldn’t help as a fucking four year old!”

“He deteriorated over two years’ time since we found out Frisk was autistic; he did his best to be good to me despite his mental shit, but he wanted absolutely nothing to do with Frisk. He was a pathetic shitstain of a human being. He started coming home late, getting drunk, we fought just about every goddamn day, and he kept getting onto Frisk, trying to make them be like me. ‘Your mom was like you and she learned how to be normal, why the fuck can’t you listen and learn to be normal–’ Like, asshole, do you even know me?! Since when have I ever been normal?! All that shit he sold me about accepting me as I was turned out to be bullshit.”

“I tried so hard to make it work, I tried to patch things up between me, Aaron and Frisk for years… I’d always been able to wrangle him in whenever he started yelling at Frisk, help them sort things out, and most of the time, he’d apologize… but the second he actually put his hands on them - grabbing their hands to make them stop stimming when they were crying, hard enough to bruise them, just after they turned five - I shut the whole thing down right then and there. I knew where this was gonna go and I wasn’t gonna see it through with Frisk. I wasn’t gonna let Frisk go through a worse version of what I went through.”

“In hindsight… I should have shut everything down when he started neglecting them. That’s just as much abuse as putting your hands on a kid is… but I was delusional. I was selfish… and wanted to make my relationship with the man he used to be work. But no matter how much I may have still loved him… I wasn’t gonna let him put his hands on my child a second time. Yeah, we fought physically and we damn near killed each other… pretty sure I scarred Frisk with that, but… ya know. I won, and now that prick knows better than to show his face around me or Frisk ever again.”

“There’s… a lot I should have done differently back then; a lot I should have done for Frisk’s sake. I know I wasn’t the best parent in the world for them at the time. I put my relationship before their wellbeing at the time, even if I didn’t realize it, and to be honest… I’ll be ashamed of myself for that ‘til the day I die. It shouldn’t have had to escalate to physical violence for me to wake the fuck up and get Frisk and me out of there, but it did…”

“So… it’s just me and Frisk now, and even though I had to step up and find work out of nowhere, start being the breadwinner AND the child rearer while still having shit support from my ‘told-you-so’ing family… we’re better off without that asshole in our lives. I know there are a lot of people who… might be better for Frisk, as a parent, but… I still wanna do the best I can for them and their future little sibling now that I know better.”

“And if that prick shows up again, this baby’s gonna have to deal for five seconds so I can suplex the dickweed. Not that he really would, he already only begrudgingly pays child support, but… ya know. Always good to be prepared. So yeah. I hate my ex’s fucking guts and I was an idiot for ever marrying him.”

“The end. Any questions?”

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👨‍👩‍👧-Perhaps a lovely human mother talking about their child :D

Oh… Where could she even begin to start with Frisk? 

Kaya lays back with a hand over her stomach, laughing softly.

“God, where do you start?” Her free hand sinks through her hair, her eyes shifting skyward with thought. “Frisk came out a blessing. Was I ready to have a kid? Pfft, hell no. I was a stupid kid not even out of high school yet who dated their father and conceived them pretty much just to spite my parents.”

“At first… I was happy. Really happy. Me and their dad were both really happy. But as I got bigger, it… it started to occur to me that I wasn’t mentally or emotionally ready. Barely financially ready. I was anxious and scared; was I gonna survive birth? Was I gonna be a good mom? Was Frisk gonna like me?”

“And then, of course… they were born, and… it…”

She pauses. Frisk’s birth was such a mixed situation for her and her ex-husband.

“Frisk was so… quiet. Almost sickly, I was scared we were gonna lose them. I’d been sick during the last trimester, so… that was probably why. But they bounced, the little fighter they are.”

“Frisk has always been so good for my nerves,” Kaya laughs again, sitting up and stroking her stomach absentmindedly. “Quiet, well-behaved, sweet as candy, quick and clever for their age… I guess it kinda helped that we’ve always spoke the same language, both of us being autistic and all…”

Her smile becomes warm again, glancing to the side nostalgically. 

“I guess because it’s just been me and them the last couple years, a part of them has grown up a bit faster, ironically enough. They sometimes end up taking care of me as much as I take care of them. Really bizarre since I’m 24 and they’re… eight. But… I love them. I wouldn’t trade Frisk for anything… They’re a sweetheart and the most determined little fighter I’ve ever seen in any adult or kid. And I know they’re gonna be a great big sibling too…”

“PS, my dickhole ex-husband can fucking die in a hole for what he put Frisk through. Fuck you, Aaron, I’ll never forgive you for that.”

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       AEGROS.   /   written by pixie.  /  credit.  /   9+ years rp experience.

   ‘  To be a   KING    and wear a CROWN   is a thing   more GLORIOUS to   THEM     that  see it than it is    pleasant to   them  that BEAR it.  ‘

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* HOWDY !

seeing as these go around much faster than fancy banners ( + the fact i’m about to go to bed ), please like && reblog this if you’re willing to sacrifice your soul for write with a lonely goat boy who’s sometimes a flower. he doesn’t bite much, i promise. penned by snow.  © ©

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* it’s kill or be killed.

                          written and reset by doll.   personals don’t interact.   under co.   art  source.

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Send 👨‍👩‍👧 for my muse to talk about a family member

Specify which family member, could also be family friends.

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ASK ME QUESTIONS ABOUT MY CHARACTER!!!

or have your muse ask my muse something about them either: 

out of curiosity 

for the sake of character development 

or for the sake of your muse getting to know my muse better 

because it’s always nice for muses to know the little things about each other that no one else does.

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plethoraofpixels:

muse: *breathes near someone they may get along with*

other rper: y’know i think they could maybe sorta be kinda cute toge-

me: sign me the FUCK up 👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀👌👀 good shit go౦ԁ sHit👌 thats ✔ some good👌👌shit right👌👌th 👌 ere👌👌👌 right✔there ✔✔if i do ƽaү so my selｆ 💯 i say so 💯 thats what im talking about right there right there (chorus: ʳᶦᵍʰᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ) mMMMMᎷМ💯 👌👌 👌НO0ОଠＯOOＯOОଠଠOoooᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒᵒ👌 👌👌 👌 💯 👌 👀 👀👀 👌👌Good shit

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I love Millie, but her personality is damn-near impossible for me to put into words, as simple and straight-forward as it is.

She’s a bright ray of sunshine, super energetic and adventurous, not very bright due to her lacking education, but a quick learner, feircely loyal to the people she meets, and hungry for knowledge and new experiences. She’s like a puppy-dog, but with wings, rainbows and boobs.

How and why is that so hard to describe in detail??? Literally everything else is done and didn’t need a whole lot of updating in terms of design, why is something as smple as her personality so hard to describe?

Oh, well, I’ll figure it out eventually... Everything else is pretty much done.

I suppose I’ll just show off her personality in RPs and memes for the time being. That works, right?

Now I pretty much just gotta update the about page for me because it’s outdated as shit, and I���ll be pretty much done with this revamp.

Yay.

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Oh and just a heads up: If Millie seems like a Mary-Sue when her About Page is all done, that’s cause I did it on purpose. That’s the point.

Rainbow Colors? A vast array of unrelated powers? Tragic backstory? Monster-Hybrid? Wings for no discernable reason other than “they’re cool”? Two different forms? Still somehow turns out pretty despite being a “mutant”? A pwecious cinnamon roll with a secret edgy animalistic side she tries to keep under control? Makes friends with just about everyone she meets?

YOU GOT IT, BABY.

Millie’s the result of my inner 12 year old who doesn’t give a shit running wild. And I love her for that.

This is both a disclaimer and me bragging about my brainchild. She’s such a shameless Mary Sue and I love her for it.

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Now a Multi-Muse

Wow it’s been a minute and a half.

Heyo, sorry for being MIA for so long, my life has been one hectic rollercoaster after another. So much stuff has been going on on top of me just falling out of the Undertale fandom for a while.

But I’m back and making a handful of changes to the blog.

I’m integrating a few new OCs onto this blog. One already has a new about page already into the works, I have yet to create the about page for the second one I’m adding. This blog is now gonna be a multi-muse blog! It’ll be primarily for Kaya and PaciFrisk still, but I figure it’s easier to put all my OCs into one basket instead of jumping around all over the place.

The first OC is an OC I’m actually integrating from another fandom: originally an alien that I’m changing into a monster to adapt her into an UT AU for her: Bliss the Blue Diamond! A very long-lived diamond elemental who fought in the first war between humans and monsters, and a former member of the royal guard after monsterkind was sealed to the underground, eventually abandoning her post to go chill in the Hotlands when all the kid killing started happening. I still have a lot to figure out about her since the transition from alien to monster has not been a smooth one, but I’m DETERMINED to make it work. I love her, Imma do it.

The second OC is someone who’s been around for me since I first came into the Undertale fandom and my first Undertale OC ever: Millie the Modest! She’s going to have kind of a 2k18 overhaul, since I haven’t touched her since friggin’ 2016, but her theme will still be the same: A “mutant” monster created by humans on the surface messing around with monster stuff to figure out magic for themselves in case of a Pacifist Ending, who grows to be insanely powerful and flees to the Underground to escape her life of endless experiments and murder, and who I could get away with piling on a bunch of Mary Sue traits in her design for the sake of parody because her being a messed up mish-mash that somehow came out cute was kind of the point behind making her.

Implementing these changes will kind of be slow going, since I’m on the last month and a half of this semester and I got a ton of shit coming up: Advising for next semester and figuring out how the hell I’m gonna manage this degree online, my new part-time job, my final project for my Intro to Media Class, tests, papers--May can’t get here fast enough, lemme put it that way.

But I’ll do my best to get everything sorted out soon! I’m still open to RPs with Kaya and Frisk in the meantime.

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Seven Deadly Sins of Kaya and Bliss

Was gonna do Frisk, but they’re eight and a lot of the quiz doesn’t apply to them, so...

Result: Angry horny mom who needs a good lay and some Zoloft

Result: Precious cinnamon roll who’s just doing her best and would like a partner or two to cuddle with

Tagged by: @frosttheelemental Indirectly, but it counts

Tagging: Anyone who feels like it

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Undertale and Harvest Moon: Animal Parade.

Is there an AU for that yet?

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Can you reblog if you don't mind me coming into your ask ic, even if we've got a thread?

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Reblog if you RP using Discord

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Still trying to Replay Undertale

Okay, I can do this. I got through the end credits again. Didn’t get a perfect run with the credits, but it’s fine. I can play agai---

*Memory starts playing at the very end*

DAMNIT WHY YOU GOTTA GO AND HIT ME WITH THE FEELS?!

No. No, I can do this! I’m a strong, independant woman. I won’t let this game guilt me into not playing it agai--

[Spoiler]: So please. Just let them go. ;^;

TOBY. WHY DO YOU NOT WANT ME TO PLAY YOUR GAME AGAIN?

IF THIS IS ALL THE CANON UNDERTALE I’LL EVER HAVE, LET ME HAVE THIS.

WHY DO YOU TRY TO GUILT ME OUT OF PLAYING YOUR GAME AGAIN???

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Trying to Replay Undertale