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“Fahahaha...”

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“I let you get away with a lot of things, but I draw the line at ableism. I’m going to put you in a locker.”

@toomanysweaters​ replied to my post: “They are just literally trying to see, but okay.”

— “ Hey, I don’t make the rules here. If they wanted to see, they could have… I don’t know, gotten better eyes? ”

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Is krismas already?

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raising  their  spears  to  the  sky  ,    loyal  solider  keep  marching  on !    shouting  in  one  clear  voice  every  dream  they  have.    honor  the  ones  who  were  gone  ,    fighting  for  the  same  noble  cause.    away  from  home  in  the  wild    ————    trying  to  survive  alone.

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hey all! evergreen here with a brand-new blog for susie deltarune. do you like cool dragon girls, electric guitars, and eating chalk? of course you do! so go ahead and give this post a like and reblog to get the word out. or susie will eat your face. /j

indie, selective, mutuals only. the rules password is optional, but reading the rules isn’t.

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note: this is a sideblog to my main blog, deerloved!

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HELLO!      penn  here  to  inform  you  of  a    bunny  monster  oc!       do  you  like  delicious  food?     do  you  enjoy  tasty  food  service   &   cute  bunnies  with  a     …     COLOURFUL  language  behind  closed  doors?      the  types  that  work  too  many  jobs;   but  is  still  miraculously  able  to  push  on?     well,  you  are  in  LUCK.    this  deltarune  /  undertale  based  oc  named:     venelope  is  exacly  just  that.      come  on  down  to  bunshop  to  taste  her  awesome  cinnabuns.      ;      he/xe   prns,  temp-dash  only.    follows  back  from     @lostctrls​.

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hello !        my  name  is        𝙼𝙰𝚇𝙸𝙴  /  𝙼𝙰𝚇  ,        i  am    22  ,    polish  -  american  ,    𝘩𝘦  /  𝘹𝘦    &.    MLM  ,    &.    i  created  this  blog  on    ₁₁  /  ₂₅  /  ₂₀₂₁ !        please    LIKE  OR  REBLOG    this  post  if  you  would  like  to  interact  with  an    independent  ,    mutuals  only  ,    private  ,    &.    selective        *    𝚄𝙽𝙳𝚈𝙽𝙴        from    toby  fox’s    undertale  /  deltatune .        i  will  check  you  all  out !    <3

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                                           hello   ,   my  old  heart.                                                         by king.

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Noelle was never quite sure what to expect, paying her friend a visit at their secluded little hiding spot unannounced; with her being one of only a handful that know of it at all, it usually mean finding them in the midst of some... interesting activity. Like demon summoning, at least once (even after Catti told them NOT to do that... without her). Things that’d likely surprise anyone else, and yet usually barely got a raised brow from her. They were all expected of them, after all.

Though, as she made her way up to the treehouse’s entrance, sneaking extra carefully with her hooves upon the wooden flooring (a difficult task she was thankfully well-practiced in)... she didn’t need any more than a glance inside to quickly find a sight she didn’t at all expect.

Something that not only left her green eyes wide with surprise, but left a bright red glow emanating off her face.

Kris was... in a dress... a pretty dress. Or were they the one that was pretty?

They were dressed up well in general, but the dress was the first thing that caught her gaze, for obvious reasons; eyes slowly lifting up from the ruffles, unintentionally committing the whole look to memory as they wandered... eventually reach an end, finding their hair tied up in a ponytail. Out of their eyes, for once, as she could make out in the mirror.

Familiar, pretty red eyes. A pair she didn’t get to see enough...

So utterly awestruck she was, seeing her friend... like this... her brain couldn’t connect any particular dots of what finding them like this could entail, not in that moment. Far too fixated already.

It isn’t until that first bit of movement of them beginning to turn around that she’s able to blink, coming back to reality and remember to breath... mental faculty returning just in time for her eyes to meet theirs as they turned towards the entrance she was standing in. Just in time to realize she was intruding.

“EEEEEK!!!” There’s a familiar like shriek as she practically bounced back as the sudden realization her, beet red in the face and bright crimson in her nose as she stumbled on her hooves. “S-sorry! SORRY! I didn’t... DIDN’T MEAN TO...!!!”

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You had to admit that, perhaps, it was a touch embarrassing, wearing this. At the same time, though, you’re more embarrassed that you don’t have the stomach to wear it where people can actually see you. 

You take solace in the fact that, at least, you were able to wear it where nobody could see you. You examine the black and red ankle boots, cheeks a touch pink as you remember the many times you wore them on their own. It took you awhile to get the hang of practicing your walk in them when you thought Toriel was asleep. …There were a few scares, but you managed. The hardest part was finding the right dress to go with it. 

 The dress rested comfortably at your ankles, the red ruffles moving to the main black of the dress before the red shirt tucked underneath put a heart across most of your chest. It was a touch cliche, with the big black bow and the long sleeves that you had to pull off your hands else they vanish within. It was too cute to pass up, even if you’ll have to get the sleeves adjusted some day… You tug the fingerless lace gloves on, ensuring they did reach your elbow before the red scrunchie with bats was slid over your hair and tugging it into an awkward ponytail. The red heeled boots you were clacked softly against the wooden floor, but the fact you’d gotten good at walking in them always made you smile.

Your red eyes stared back at you from the mirror (judging you) as you looked over yourself once more. Showing your eyes alone was bad enough, but wearing something like this? Everyone would ridicule you. You tense, doing your best to ignore the thought and focus on enjoying the outfit you managed to acquire… You’re still shaking a touch, contemplating why you bothered as you glance to the clock. This was silly. This was stupid. 

You’re turning for your footlocker near the entrance, where you keep a spare set of normal clothes as you mentally curse yourself.

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anyways  look  at  these  nerds

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may  i  interest  u  in  my  rarepair

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@potassiqueen​ asked: Hi Noelle Sweetie Honey Gravy Pie How Is My Favorite Willing Peon

“I’m fine, Queen.”

“Definitely not thinking about guillotines and revolutions.”

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hi did someone order one diet coca cola, no cola?