#For ameb

[amalia-uwu]

Thunderstorm

Undertale by Toby Fox

Homesick by @ameb-stuff

Disclaimer: I don't own Undertale or Homesick. The rights go to the respective owners! This stroy is for entertainment purposes only!

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Warnings ⚠️ : light angst, hurt /comfort

Enjoy!

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Dark clouds made their way over the city. The moonlight vanished behind them. The wind blew stronger.

Rain began falling gently on the land. As minutes passed the rain grew stronger. Rain didn't want to be alone so it brought some companions, lighting and thunder.

Papyrus had heard in the news that there will be a thunderstorm.

*C R A C K  A

B O O M*

Papyrus closed his eyes tightly and covered himself with his blanket. His bones rattled.. Truth to be told. He was never used to the thunderstorms.

But this was something only Sans knew. He closed his eyes and wept. He missed him.. So... Very much.

He enjoyed college, don't get him wrong! It's just that he wasn't prepared for this type of change... He felt like something had ended and he didn't like it. He closed his eyes for a while and a memory made it's appearance.

What memory? You may ask

He remembered... When he was younger.. In moments like this, he would run in his brother's room. That memory brought tears in his eyes...

*Flashback*

Sans was sleeping in his bed wrapped in his warm blankets. Only to be awoken by a gentle tap on his face.

Opening his eyes he saw Papyrus hugging the stuffed toy car he had bought him long ago tightly in his arms.

He was crying. Sans got up alarmed

"What's wrong bro? Are you hurt?" he began checking him. No injury. Thank Heaven!

Before Papyrus could respond. The room was illuminated by a lighting accompanied by a loud thunder. The thunder was strong enough to shake the windows.

Papyrus jumped in Sans's, hugged him tightly, while shivering and rattling his bones.

*C R A C K  A

B O O M*

Then it clicked to Sans.

"So you are afraid of the thunders?"

Papyrus nodded "COULD I STAY WITH YOU? I AM SCARED..."

Sans hugged him protectively. "Sure thing bro but first how about we drink some milk and eat something?"

Papyrus nodded, still rattling his bones and hugging sans tightly. "heh okay! Come on"

He picked him up and wrapped him in a red scarf. Papyrus seemed to relax in his brother's embrace.

Sans soul shone a soft blue color sending soft comforting waves at his brother's soul.

*Ding* <You are safe!>

*Ding* <I will protect you!>

*Ding* < I love you papyrus!>

Sans set him on the table and prepared some toast, and milk with honey.

"Come on pap, here comes the airplane!" he said moving the toast in the air papyrus smiled and giggled. He opened his mouth and Sans fed him.

When done he lifted him in his arms and carried him upstairs. He read him a bedtime story and sung a soft lullaby for him little brother.

🎶 My sweet sweet bro

You are more precious than gold

I love you

Look at the stars

So magnificent and vast

My little baby bones

When the night fades

A new day is in the way

For the Great Papyrus! 🎶

Papyrus calmed down at Sans soft voice.

"Don't worry papyrus, I will protect you! I won't let anyone hurt you! I'm here! I will always be here! No matter what! I love you! you know that right?"

Papyrus smiled and snuggled closer to Sans sternum "YES BROTHER I KNOW! I LOVE YOU TOO!" they hugged each other.

The storm grew stronger and stronger. There was total chaos.

Papyrus wasn't scared! He was in his brother's embrace after all. He felt safe.

*Flashback ends*

He sat on his bed and could not help but shed some tears of nostalgia. Those tears soon turned into a sobbing.

His face bathed in tears. He looked at his computer.

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Sans couldn't sleep. The storm outside reminded him of his brother.

When he was just a baby bones /a child, he would come to his room. Asking him if he could sleep with him, because the Strom scared him. Of course he always accepted.

He loved his brother so very much.. He missed him... He missed him a lot. At the very depth of his soul, he knew that he had to let go.. He knew that Papyrus had his whole life ahead of him.  He just missed him so much...

Maybe they should work on a solution. Sans could visit him when their Program allowed them. Maybe the weekend. They could talk about it. Right?... RIGHT?!.... *sighs* right.. Who? Who was he kidding? Who on actual Earth was. he kidding? Heh..

Heh...

Maybe they should work on a solution. Sans could visit him when their Program allowed them. Maybe the weekend. They could talk about it. Right?... RIGHT?!....

He shook his skull. He looked outside the window. Yes.. Still chaos.

He checked his computer...

Was there a possibility that Papyrus will be awake?

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Papyrus got up and checked his computer.

Sans was active..

What the.? Wasn't he sleeping?

He decided to send a message.

CoolSkeleton95: SANS? ARE YOU AWAKE?

Read ✅

Sans is typing .....

Sans: yeah bro sup?"

Read ✅

CoolSkeleton95 is typing.....

CoolSkeleton95: I CAN'T SLEEP... THERE IS A THUNDERSTORM..

Read ✅

Sans is typing....

Sans: ... give me a moment pap! i'll be right back!

Read ✅

CoolSkeleton95 is typing...

CoolSkeleton95: OF COURSE BROTHER!

Read ✅

Sans got up and gathered some things,

a book,

a blanket,

some stuffed toys

some of Papyrus's favorite snacks. - wait.. Papyrus wasn't even here.. Why does he have that? Could it be his hope that he will show up at any moment? The hope he was slowly loosing?

He shook his skull again.

When he had gathered what he needed he stood in the leaving room.

He closed his eyes and concentrated hard enough. His eyes glowed cyan and yellow. He magic filled the darkness in the room with a soft cyan color.

After a few seconds he disappeared from his room. Leaving in in total darkness.

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Papyrus was waiting by the computer. Wrapped with his blanket over his head. Soon he saw a cyan color appearing out of nowhere. That color took the form of Sans.

"NYEH!" Papyrus fell back in his bed his googly eyes appeared.

"Heh.. Huff puff.. I'm here.." Sans wheezed collapsing on the floor. He should take better care of himself.

"BROTHER! ARE YOU ALLRIGHT?" he asked regaining his balance.

"yes! im just a little out of shape! im fine!" he said standing up.

"SANS? WH- HOW?" he asked perplexed.

"the thunderstorm.. i know you still have this fear. i thought it would be a good idea to come.. unless you don't want me here then i should go back"

"NO! STAY! PLEASE!" Papyrus said wrapping him in a hug.

Sans smiled. He hugged him and their souls illuminated the entire room.

They ate, then Sans read him a bedtime story. Just like the old times.

Papyrus hugged Sans closer to him and both fall asleep hugging each other. Their souls illuminated the room along with the lightings.

*Ding* <I MISSED YOU! HAPPY TO SEE YOU! CONTENT YOU ARE HERE! >

*Ding* <i missed you too bro! happy to see you! i love you papyrus! >

*Ding*<I LOVE YOU TOO SANS>

*Ding* << CONTENT, HAPPY , LOVE, AFFECTION, CALM, TRANQUILLITY, *positive emotions*>>

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The End! 😘

Thank you for reading! 💙

[the-bogginses-are-gay]

Piano exam tomorrow, gonna fail and I'm terrified

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

Florida resident dies from brain-eating amoeba

Health experts in Charlotte County, in southwest Florida, say the victim was probably infected after rinsing their nasal sinuses with tap water. Naegleria fowleri infects the brain through the nose. Officials say that drinking it is not dangerous.

Infections are almost always fatal, according to the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC). Officials have not identified the victim.

On 23 February, the Florida Department of Heath said that a patient had been infected "possibly as a result of sinus rinse practices" utilising tap water. On Thursday, a spokesman for the state health agency confirmed that the patient had died. Officials across multiple government agencies are "continuing to investigate how this infection occurred," spokesman Jae Williams said. He added that officials are "working with the local public utilities to identify any potential links and make any necessary corrective actions".

The amoeba typically lives in warm fresh water such as swimming pools, lakes and ponds. It can lead to a severe infection if it enters through the nose, but it is normally safe through the mouth because stomach acid kills the single-cell microorganism. People who are infected contract a disease called primary amebic meningoencephalitis.

Symptoms include headache, fever, nausea, vomiting, disorientation, a stiff neck, a loss of balance, seizures and/or hallucinations.

According to the CDC, around three Americans get infected each year, often with deadly consequences. Between 1962 and 2021, only four of the 154 people infected in the US survived. CDC data suggests infection in winter months is incredibly rare.

Officials warn that to avoid infections people should not rinse out their nasal passages with untreated tap water. Sterile or distilled water are preferred options. Tap water can also be used if it is boiled for at least one minute and cooled before use. People are also advised to avoid taking on water in their nose while in swimming pools or bathing or showering.

[fayewoods-2]

ooc

You passed the musical test right?

my brain is fucking with me and I’m not sure I’m remembering it correctly but i think you did

if you did then Yay good job I’m proud of you!!!

if you didn’t then I’m sure you did amazing and will get another chance soon!

I'm not really sure, I dont seem to have gotten my exam results back yet. My trumpet teacher reckons I did, so theres that ig?

I think i'll have my results back in a few days.

[sludgeguzzler]

Going out with my wonderful father to the old people rock n roll bar

[amebes]

man i love tumblr, it's so fucking stable. sure, my account hasn't had reach for like 2 years now, but at least my extensions don't explode every time the ceo decides to do something stupid. (yes i'm complaining about twitter)

[fruchtchen]

i was prepared to just silently film michael lee's 퇴근길 but someone asked him for an autograph so i did too and then he talked to me 😭

[louisgf]

GOD DAMN

[hardcore1happiness]

Ostatnio na edbler ucichło pieprzenie o ,,wynoszeniu społeczności" na tiktoka. Powiem to jeszcze raz, a porządnie - MOTYLKI TO NIE JEST ZAMKNIĘTA SPOŁECZNOŚĆ. Nic więcej nie powiem niż to, że po prostu ocipiałam po przeczytaniu niektórych wypocin. Aby wejść na tumblr nie potrzeba dziury w matrixie, szafy z Narnii ani proszka pierdzioszka doktora proktora. Jedyne co ci jest potrzebne to jakakolwiek przeglądarka, znajomość alfabetu i rozumienie funkcji telefonu. Oto wyniki po wpisaniu w google frazy ,,motylki tumblr" :

As we can see - do wyboru, do koloru. Jeszcze śmieszniejszą sprawą jest to, ile stanowisk dwoi się i troi w tym temacie. Jedni sądzą - zaraz pochłonie nas szarańcza gówniaków z zaburzeniami odżywiania, a drudzy, że każdy ma prawo robić sobie z rzeczami jakie tu znajdzie co mu się żywnie podoba. Możemy dojść do jednoznacznej konkluzji - rabini są niezdecydowani.

Kolejnym iście komediowym aspektem jest przynależność do ,,wyższej grupy". Motylki wzięły sobie najwyraźniej głęboko do serca szerzenie hinduskich zwyczajów. Śmiertelnicy, bójcie się puścić parę z ust na temat prostych faktów, których można się domyślić po przewertowaniu paru profilów. Nie róbcie z siebie ameb umysłowych popadając w skrajną hipokryzję. Wypisujecie litanie rzeczy jaką można zrobić, aby przypadkiem czegoś nie zjeść. Możecie zrobić to samo, ale z rzeczami, które można zrobić, aby zejść ze spirali wsadzania sobie kołków w dupę i odpocząć od tumblr. Mój pierwszy pomysł - dotknąć zieloniutkiej, świeżo skoszonej trawy. Tematu szeroko pojętego bodyshamingu nie zamierzam się nawet dotykać. Osoby, które widziały wcześniejsze posty o tej tematyce znają moje podejście do tego.

Jak zwykle życzę Wam, drodzy użytkownicy więcej pokory i pomyślunku na wszystkie możliwe okazję.

Kulturalna wymiana poglądów only ❗

[gregor-samsung]

“ «Mi ha detto che scrive romanzi, un bellissimo lavoro, ma è molto complicato. Nessuna specie in natura lo sa fare, solo gli esseri umani. Conosce altre lingue oltre l’italiano?» «L’inglese, il francese, più o meno lo spagnolo... Sto studiando il coreano.» «Preferirebbe non saper fare nessuna di queste cose a patto di non ammalarsi mai? Gli organismi unicellulari non sviluppano neoplasie, ma non imparano lingue. Le amebe non scrivono romanzi.» Si guardarono per un tempo che a entrambi parve lunghissimo, durante il quale lei ebbe la certezza che, al contrario del Risiko iniziale fatto di nuove colonie avide di pozzi iracheni, quelle specifiche parole l’oncologo le avesse trovate solo per lei. Fino a pochi minuti prima aveva avuto mille domande. Questioni su quanto sarebbe stato lungo il combattimento che stava per affrontare. Se aveva qualche possibilità di vincerlo. Quanto tempo aveva per lottare. Voleva gli estremi dello scontro, il piano militare. Ma l’inadeguatezza del registro bellico, quello con cui aveva sempre sentito definire il rapporto con una malattia mortale, ora la ammutoliva. Era colpa del medico, ovviamente. Le parole che quell’uomo aveva usato cambiavano lo scenario simbolico e la costringevano a muoversi verso un obiettivo che non le era familiare: il patto di non belligeranza. Quello che doveva essere un avversario da distruggere le era appena stato dipinto come un complice della sua complessità, una parte disorientata del suo corpo sofisticato, un cortocircuito del sistema in evoluzione, niente di più di un compagno che sbagliava. Non era abituata a perdere a parole. Qualunque battaglia avesse immaginato di fare alla malattia, ora suonava come un progetto autolesionista. Di far guerra a sé stessa non aveva voglia né forze. “

Michela Murgia, Tre ciotole. Rituali per un anno di crisi, Mondadori, maggio 2023¹; pp. 10-12.

[tozettastone]

Does anyone else remember those AMEB exams?

I remember so little of my childhood that it's all kind of disjointed semantic knowledge strung together with the linearity and logic of a fading dream.

But the other day a friend was talking about music and I was like, "Oh... I didn't do music lessons... I suck at music. But suddenly I remember I did AMEB exams..? But for how many years, and about what?"

Anyway I definitely did years of speech and drama. I still don't remember how many. But who knew even that much??? Not me.

[amalia-uwu]

🌻Amalia's Masterlist 🦋

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More under the cut!

Last edited September 18th 2024

Ao3 account -> Scribenda_Graeca

🪸✨🌊My OC / Persona 🌊✨🐚

Kinda a masterlist... My blog, just like me is a moving chaos.. I'll edit it again so...

Undertale Fanfiction

❁ A New Friend for Horrortale

❁ Sick for Underfell

❁ Thunderstorm for ameb-stuff

❁ Was It Worthy? Genocide route

❁ Truth for rainbowchibbit

❁ The Care That You Need for Echoing Prompts / Horrortale

❁ You Got What You Deserved for Echoing Prompts / Horrortale

❁ “Untitled drabble” in reblog for hyliantimelordin221

Based on Skerbbie's fanfiction Firsts and Seconds - Gift Fics @/Skerbbie

❁ CLOUDS

❁ INFIRMUM

❁ HANAHAKI

❁ INSEPARABLE

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❁ Sans X Reader: Fics and Drabbles

❁ Drabbles inspired by fudgelling-aways art @fudgelling-away (see the drabbles in reblog)

❁ “Guilt”

❁ “Gratus”

❁ “Gratitude”

❁ “Serena Nocte”

Gift fic inspired by fudgelling-away's comic:

❁ “Final Exams”

❁ “Exams Day” -> (sequel to finals exams or can be read independently)

Gift fics for fudgelling-away @fudgelling-away

❁ “Sunset”

❁ “Good Time” (smut)

❁ “You are the best!”

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❁ “Price of love” (rottencrop)

❁ “Carry you in my embrace” -> (A Sans x Female Reader Drabble inspired by fudgelling-away's art/ask

❁ “SKÓLIX” (rottencrop)

-> Cover for my fanfiction SKÓLIX by fudgelling-away

❁ “Real” Sans x Y/N, inspired by leafwateraddict's comic

❁ “Happy Birthday Fudgie!” for fudgelling-away

❁ “It's gonna be okay” Sans x Self insert

❁ “Parallel Lines” Sans x Y/N

# Αμαλία γράφει (for fics)

“Five Nights at Freddy's / Sun and Moon Show”

❁ “Favor”

❁ “Not alone” (Sequel to “Favor”)

# Τέχνη (for art)

# Αμαλία ζωγραφίζει (for art)

# Για μένα 💙, Δώρο, (gifts for me 💙)

Some others OCs

[asktidethegastrodon]

Tide: You are like Two troubled souls meeting in times of needed.. How sweet. . She seems lost in thought for a moment, as if she wanted to say something more, but stops and snaps back to reality. Her gaze softens as she looks back up at the goodra

She giggles a bit Tide: I've been a teacher for a bit now, so I've seen my fair share of children whose parents weren't in the same egg group. It is possible, just tricky to deal with Tide: At least you both have some slug like qualities! I've been told that it can make it somewhat easier due to our.. amebous shape and DNA.. Tide: I do know a scholar back in my hometown, I could ask him if he has any books on the subject, if that might help assist? Tide chuckles a bit, waving her hand to fan her face Tide: No pressure of course! Just figured I would offer in case.

She dips her head in respect to the goodra Tide: Thank you for answering my question, I do hope I wasn't too invasive or brought up any bad memories.. She raises a clenched fist happily, as if she's excited and determined Tide: I'm rootin' for the two of ya! Considering what I've already somewhat seen just from being here for a moment, I can tell you two are great with children. I'm sure your child will be very loved!

She dips her head once more with a smile Tide: But I should probably get out of your hair for now! It seems like you all have stuff to do, I don't wanna gab at you forever and cause any troubles for anyone here! I hope you have a lovely rest of your day!

She waves a goodbye and turns to leave But suddenly she stops for a moment, something catching her eye A familiar face! A pang of awkward nervousness stabs her in the gut. How rude of her to not notice him sooner! Just waltz in and talk to someone else and accidentally ignore him! How terrible of her bad, bad Tide! Unsure on how to properly react given her sudden rising anxiety. She flashes a smile towards Paleo, waving her hand quickly, much like how a excited toddler would Her voice a mild whisper to hopefully not draw any attention to herself, or possibly spook any of the pokemon nearby. She figured most of the pokemon here wouldn't want a suddenly friendly yell from across the grass, so she attempted to keep her tone as quiet as she could.

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[morgendaemmerung89]

Happiest of birthdays to my dearest Asahi.❤️

Fashion school in Tokyo makes him try a lot of things. Also the idea for the compass pendant wasnt mine I had a little help from @ameb-things thanks again for the help

[er-cryptid]

Amebic Colitis Life Cycle

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[crazy-so-na-sega]

Non importa se gli allarmi sono fondati o meno. C'è una stretta in corso, un altro giro di infantilizzazione. Di questo passo - tra pandemia, caldo, apocalisse climatica e cagate simili - nel giro di cinque anni la maggior parte della popolazione sarà ridotta a un asilo di amebe.

È la nuova era dello stordimento digitale dalla culla alla tomba. Quello che fa vomitare è la gran quantità di entusiasti imbecilli - genitori, insegnanti, dirigenti, politici - risucchiati in questa, come dicono loro, grande epoca "di innovazione". Grande e certo handicappata.

-Il vaccino di Schrödinger

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