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Callisto blinked. Of all the things he could’ve done… Well, that explanation was unexpected, to say the least. The child sat upright, looking down at their furry friend.
“You’re serious? A dog? You ate the Queen of France’s dog?” They were a little disturbed, yes, but also… Almost impressed. As if they couldn’t believe Gaster would do something so vile.
“If you came to my house when we get out of here, would you eat my dog too? I mean, he’s pretty big, but…” The wide grin on their face told they were teasing; of course they didn’t really think Gaster would eat their dog. Callisto wouldn’t let it happen, anyways. Noticing that their glasses had slid a little down their nose, they habitually pushed the glasses back up.
curiositics
It sounded like a fairytale. Callisto laughed, and its soft tinkle rippled through the echo flowers quietly. Though their giggles quickly subsided, they were left with a broad smile.
“You’ve got to be kidding me! What’d you do to the Queen to make her so mad?”
They folded their hands neatly, resting them on the flat of their stomach and watched the little gnats buzz about above them. Gaster had a lot more stories than Callisto had excepted; though if they were honest, they weren’t whatthey’d expected in the first place.
“Well, I…” There was no fairytale magic in this particular story - Gaster, for once, was abashed in the face of a question. He bowed his head, scratching his ruffled fur self-consciously.
“It’s rather…embarrassing. I had only recently arrived after a lengthy trip and I was headed for the castle when I spotted a furry creature romping around.” The royal scientist cleared his throat before continuing. “It’d been days since my last meal and…well. I ate it.”
Gaster laughed, albeit nervously, and the echoes of the plants were almost mocking. “I found out later that it was the Queen’s escaped pet dog. As you could imagine she wasn’t too pleased when I admitted to it. To make up for it I built her a new pet but still. She held a grudge against me for the longest time.”
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It occured to Callisto--perhaps a bit belatedly--that they really shouldn’t have gone on ahead without Gaster. He was much more confident, smart, composed--
“H-Hey, come on, just listen. Please,” They held their notebook out, open to their notes. “Look, it’s--I have a plan, sir--”
Asgore didn’t even look like he’d heard them. Callisto threw themself to the ground to attempt to avoid Asgore’s trident, though they did end up with a rather nasty gash on their bicep and a complimentary tear in the sleeve of their sweater. Their journal was dropped, loose pages scattering across the bed of flowers. They first grabbed at the wound, but all that did was get blood all over their hands.
Callisto still scrambled to gather up what they could, and stood again, eyes watery with tears. They took a shaky breath, sniffling a bit and readjusting their glasses. It was their turn to make a move, after all. Quivering, they flipped back to where they had furiously scribbled all of Gaster’s important points--why this was more efficient, why it was better, what good it’d do in the long run--and took another breath. A few stray tears slipped out, but Callisto dashed them away quickly.
Gaster would not be shaking in his boots.
Gaster would’ve convinced Asgore to discuss this over a steaming cup of tea by now.
I’m going to die. The thought was sudden; unwelcome. Callisto pushed it away.
“You s-see, if you would a-allow me to explain... Y-You don’t h-have to hurt anyone, sir.” Their voice cracked, trembling. They were terrified, and it was clear for everyone to see. Being so easily read was only making them more afraid, though. Would that make them lose their credibility?
“I can just g-go back home, and bring back my foster parents, and... And...”
I’m going to die.
The hesitation was all Asgore needed to make his move again, this time opening another deep wound on their calf. Callisto dropped to their knees, but kept the journal clutched tight to their chest.
“W-Wait,” They whimpered softly. “Please,”
Dark red was staining the buttercups underneath them. They were going to die.
The sudden sound of frantic footsteps turned their head, back towards the long hallway they’d come down to get here. In the tall archway--
“Gaster?” Journal dropping, Callisto dragged themself to their feet, turning their back to Asgore. They were so relieved. He was here, he was going to tell Asgore it was all okay, and Callisto could go home. They could fix this all.
“You... You came for m-me?”
Three metal points, coated with a viscous, red substance--was that their blood?--sprouted from their chest. Callisto’s eyes flickered from their friend briefly to look down. It didn’t look real. Confused, they looked back up to Gaster. They couldn’t read his expression. Asgore must’ve yanked back on the trident because now they were lying on their back with three gaping holes in their chest, struggling to breathe. Gasping for air, their hand started to look for their journal. It must’ve fallen nearby--
“Callisto,” Oh, no. No no no no.
"Oh... Oh my god,” There was a pressure on their chest. He must’ve been trying to stanch the bleeding. Callisto had a vague feeling of guilt; blood stains would be hard to get out of his white fur. At least it’d grow out.
“Sorry,” It came out garbled. It hurt. Everything hurt. Callisto was afraid.
There were dozens of assurances that it was okay, that it wasn’t their fault, but they started crying anyways. They should’ve listened.
“Am I dying?”
“No, no, you aren’t dying. We’ll fix you up, Little Moon.” Callisto let out a short sob. He was wrong. Weakly, they pushed his paws off their chest--the blood was just soaking through anyways--and gripped a furry paw tightly in their hand, trying to look him directly in the eyes for once. Their breath rattled in out out raggedly, and when they tried to speak again, all that came out was blood. They sucked in a breath; they sucked in blood. They couldn’t breathe, they couldn’t breathe. They struggled, free hand gripping at the bloody buttercups underneath them, as if by holding onto something solid, something real, they could stay. They had to stay.
They had to tell him--
Callisto’s eyes rolled back, tensed muscles gradually loosening.
Their blood-stained hand let go of Gaster’s.
Send me 😇 for a thread where my muse is an angel.
Send me 😈 for a thread where my muse is a demon.
nightmare starters
“Wake up! Wake up! It’s just a dream!” “What were you dreaming about…? You were shouting…” “I woke up because you were screaming so loudly.” “Shh– No, no, don’t panic, love. You’re safe now.” “It was so real! I swear! He/she was here!” “I don’t ever want to sleep again. What if– what if I dream about that again?” “If you tell me, it’ll go away. That’s what my mum/dad always told me and it’s never failed me.” “Do you want to go back to sleep, or shall I make you a cup of tea?” “I don’t want to go back to sleep…” “I’m so scared… I can’t stop seeing what I just saw. It was so vivid!” “There’s really nobody here, okay? Do you need me to show you around to prove that to you?” “How do I know I’m not still dreaming? You’re acting really strangely.” “Let’s get you to the shower, you’re covered in sweat.” “There’s really nobody else here.” “You’ve got a really bad fever. That must have caused those weird dreams.” “I don’t even know what a peaceful night’s sleep is like anymore.” “I can’t do this anymore. These nightmares have to stop…” “Shh, it was just a bad dream. Just a dream, okay? None of it was real.” “I can’t go back to sleep after that. I need coffee– no, I need a drink, a stiff one.” “How long have you been having these nightmares?” “I’ve had nightmares all my life, but they’ve been really bad recently.” “You get so worked up before you go to sleep, maybe you should try to relax a bit more. Maybe then you’ll get some rest?” “I’d kill for a peaceful night’s sleep.” “A dream catcher? Honestly? I’m not a child.” “Nothing’s ever helped this. I just need to learn to live with the fact that sleeping will always be a nightmare, literally.” “I’m so tired… but there’s no way I’m going back to sleep after that.”
@ the undertale fandom
can we talk about some things for a moment? i’ve been noticing lots of things within a lot of the community lately, and i’m starting to get sick of seeing them. i’m gonna put this under a read more since it might get long. also, things may not be ordered well, i’m just talking about various things.
warning for: - ship hate (soriel) - sort-of character hate (sans)
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It sounded like a fairytale. Callisto laughed, and its soft tinkle rippled through the echo flowers quietly. Though their giggles quickly subsided, they were left with a broad smile.
“You’ve got to be kidding me! What’d you do to the Queen to make her so mad?”
They folded their hands neatly, resting them on the flat of their stomach and watched the little gnats buzz about above them. Gaster had a lot more stories than Callisto had excepted; though if they were honest, they weren’t what they’d expected in the first place.
“I have been to France several times actually. When I was, oh, six hundred or so I was constantly traveling. France, Persia, Ireland, Denmark - I could never stay in one place for long. I favoured France most however.”
With fond memories in mind he waved leisurely in the air, tiny insects and specks of light flitting around his paw. “I met a few of their monarchs as well. Some were..more hospitable than others. I was almost beheaded by a Queen once, but fortunately the King managed to convince her to not sentence me to death.” Despite it being more of dire situation the monster simply chuckled, light hearted as ever.
“I was good friends with that King, and his own royal scientist as well. I visited as often as I could and my French wasn’t too insulting by then.”
//★(bloomingasters)
meme; accepting@bloomingasters
I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
Send my character a ★ and I’ll bold everything they feel toward your character.
bunchofrpmemes.
I like you // I love you // You’re one of my best friends // You’re like family // You are family // I dislike you // I hate you // I’d kill you if I got the chance // I want you to like me // I’m scared of you // I would adopt you // I’d date you // I’d sleep with you // I’d marry you // I’m worried about you // You confuse me // You’re annoying // I pity you // I respect you // I trust you // I feel protective of you // I’d invite you with me to parties // I’d lend you my money // I’d borrow your money // You’re good-looking // I’m suspicious of you // I’m hiding something from you // You’re fun // You’re boring // I’m upset with you // You’re nice // You’re mean // I’m envious of you // You’re smart // You’re stupid // I look up to you // I think you’re a better person than me // I think I’m a better person than you // I want to apologize to you // I wish I’d never met you // I never want to forget you // I want to get to know you better
//Tick Tock
send “tick tock” for a random thought without context: accepting
If I built a banana boat, would it float?
reminder to:
straighten your back
go pee goddAMN IT STOP HOLDING IT
go take your meds if you need to
drink some water
go get a snack if you havent eaten in a while
maybe wander around the house/stretch a little if you’ve been sat at the computer a while (artists especially: sTRETCH THOSE WRISTS)
reply to that text/message from earlier you’d forgotten about
maybe send a nice lil message to someone having a bad day?
Send "Tick Tock" for a random thought without context that my character has during a day.
Ⓦ
Send some hearts to tell my muse how yours feels about them.
❤️: Wants or is in a romantic relationship with them.
💛: Loves them platonically.
💚: Is a little jealous of them.
💙: Feels pretty indifferent towards them.
💜: Finds them sexually attractive.
💖: Finds them aesthetically attractive.
💗: Finds them romantically attractive.
💞: Feels attracted to them, but can’t work out if it’s platonic, sexual, or romantic attraction they’re feeling.
💝: Looks up to them as a role model.
💓: Is intimidated by them, but wants to be friends with them.
💔: Hates their guts.
💘: Doesn’t really like them, but doesn’t flat-out hate them either.
Originally posted by pinkfloydvinyl
Search the tumblr gif function for YOUR MUSES EYE COLOR. Reblog with the gif that describes your muse best!
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ALOT OF M!A's for Muse and Mun PLEASE DO THIS OMG
(Will not effect current/on-going threads)
Not the mun: Mun and muse switch places for 1 day
Mute Mun: Mun cannot speak. The Muse must speak for the Mun in OOC posts, tags, and such other forms of Mun communication (exceptions; Chatzy, Skype) for twelve hours.
You Ruined Everything: Congratulations! Your muse is now a parent! (Anon decides the other parent, if any.) However, they aren't quite sure how to cope with this new-found parenthood.
Mundane: The Mun must tell the truth for one days
Not The Mun: The mun will say or do the complete opposite of what they normal would say or do in OOC posts. (Yes, you may write underneath in a SMALL paragraph what you actually mean, in such a case you need to clarify something with a friend.)
Opposite Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character the complete opposite of your current Muse. (Can be either from same fandom and OC or so or different fandom.)
Artificial Heart: The muse no longer feels emotions- no pain, no anger, no rage. They simply become an apathetic shell. Can be broken early if something strong enough manages to break their "emotional inhibitor."
Re: Your Brains: Your muse is now a zombie and really just wants to eat people's brains. Fortunately for the muse, they have a bit higher IQ than your average zombie, so they've realized that going around and yelling "BRAINS" isn't going to do much. Rather, they'll go door-to-door, asking people for their brains. Much more civilized.
Unknown Muse: Role Play, for one day, a character you know absolutely nothing about. (You may research a bit of your character before beginning.)
Oh gosh no: Muse and Mun are now do everything together for 1 day
Technologic: Muse is turned into a robot.
?yako uoy erA: Muse is cursed to speak backwards.
Frozen to the Core: Muse becomes extremely cold natured and seeks any form of warmth.
Eleanor Rigby: Muse can no longer be seen or heard by others for (anon decides).
Nowhere Man: Muse is stranded on an island for (anon decides) until they get rescued.
Jack the Ripper: Muse has been attacked by something that obviously has no sense of mercy. They are beaten, bloody, and left for dead someplace abandoned. Lasts until someone comes to the rescue... Or finishes the job.
Just Shut Up!: Muse hears voices in their head. Anon can pick whose voice it is.
Pretend it's a Video Game: Level up! Your muse is now a video game character. It lasts for 1 day.
Lights: Turn the lights on! Your muse has a sudden addiction to lights. All lights are beautiful. Must look at lights. Lasts a full day.
Bikinis and Big Booties Y'all: Whoo! For one entire night, your muse suddenly wants to get drunk and party.
Overprotective: Muse becomes obsessive of the person Anon chooses.
Heartache: Muse feels a sharp pain in their chest every time they think of their lover (or someone/thing they love) for___.
Winter's Tale: Your muse is frozen and can’t move but they can hear and see fine for ___.
Afraid of Your Own Shadow: Muse is unnaturally skittish and afraid of everything around them for 24 hours.
Age: Muse will be a Kid for 10 Hours
Alone: Your character believes they are abandoned and left for dead. If someone is in the room with them, they are heard in an echo.
Angel: Muse is an angel for ___
AU: Muse is stuck in an Alternate Universe with little recollection of their own universe for a whole week
Aurora: You just can’t stay awake for long, can you? It’s a curse that can only be broken the old fashioned way. Better get that kiss before you can’t open your eyes again.
Bad: Muse becomes a “bad boy/girl” for (Anon decides duration)
Chibi: Stuck as a chibi- adorable, but only 2'4'' in height...
Command: Muse has to take commands by the next _______ people in their ask (Anon specifies)
Confess: Muse has to confess something they think of or feel toward anyone they speak to each time they speak to them for the next 5 hours
Demon: Muse is a demon for ___
Dreams: Muse is able to trespass in the dreams and nightmares of others for 48 hours
Esmeralda: What a fantastic dancer you are, you wonderful muse, you. Why don’t you show off your talents on the pole? I hear they’re a sight.
Gas: Muse will have hallucinogenic imaginary sights for one day.
Happy Days: Muse is forced to keep permanent smile for 24 hours.
Host: Muse will be a Gentleman/Lady for 34 Hours
On My Own: Muse is lost, and will wander around _______ (Anon specifies place) until someone finds them and brings them home.
Power: Muse gains _______ (Anon specifies) as a power for 17 hours
Pretty Please: My Character must grant favours of anyone who asks. So long as they say please. (Anon decides duration)
Rapunzel: Trapped in a tower, high above the world, it’s a lonely thing, and you are so bored. But it seems you’ve a visitor. Time to convince them to take you on an adventure.
Reverse: Muse's personality will be extremely opposite for (Anon decides)
Say You'll Haunt Me: Muse is a ghost, whom can only be seen if they want to be. Lasts 10 posts
Slave: Muse becomes a maid or butler to _______ (Anon decides) for 10 posts
S-S-Stop!: Muse develops a bad stutter for 24 hours.
Switch: Muse has to switch bodies with (Anon decides, but muns have to agree) for (Anon decides how long)
Touch: Everyone you touch is under your command and at your disposal for the next (Anon decides duration). Use it well.
What Are You, Chicken?: Muse gets the chicken pox. Anon decides if there are any magical side effects for 24 hours.
Procyon-Vulpecula’s Space and Astronomy Advent Calendar
December 16th
WORLDS OF FIRE AND ICE Original full-sized image link: http://solarsystem.nasa.gov/images/JEGIC_520x306.jpg In 1610, Galileo Galilei looked up at Jupiter with the telescope, which had just been invented, and saw that it was surrounded by four moons which orbited around it. This proved that not everything had to orbit the Earth, as Aristotle and the Church had taught for centuries. The four Galilean moons of Jupiter were central to a major change in our understanding of our place in the Universe 400 years ago - and one of them may lead another major revolution in our understanding of our place in the scheme of things, if life is discovered there. Io, the closest of the four moons to Jupiter, is the one that looks like a multicoloured pizza. It’s made of rock and metal, like Earth, and is about the size of our Moon. By all rights it should have frozen solid inside, and cooled to the point where no surface activity was possible. But Jupiter’s intense gravity keeps flexing and stretching Io, heating it up like a squeezed stress ball, and melting its interior to make Io the most volcanically active body in the Solar System. Maps of Io are impossible to make, as the surface features change in a matter of years as they all get paved over by lava and ash! Some volcanoes spew molten silicate rock, like on Earth, while others spew molten sulphur - yes, brimstone. Io really is a lot like the traditional picture of Hell! Ganymede, the third of the four moons, is the largest - and the largest moon in the Solar System. Just bigger than Saturn’s Titan, Ganymede is much bigger than Mercury (but not as massive, as Mercury is made mostly of metal and Ganymede is made of ice and rock.) Ganymede’s icy surface is a mixture of ancient, cratered plains that haven’t been touched for aeons, and recently resurfaced areas that have been folded and faulted and had slushy ice from inside welling up below. Perhaps the gravitational effects of the other moons can occasionally squeeze Ganymede enough to produce a limited amount of heating inside. Ganymede is also the only moon in th Solar System to have an appreciable magnetic field, too… Callisto, the last of the four moons, is the second largest. This ball of ice is dead and cratered, and covered in impact scars. Enormous ringed basins mark its surface, and craters look white where they penetrate the dirty surface and let fresh ice from inside well up. This moon hasn’t seen any major changes besides meteorite impacts for over four billion years - the oldest surface of any planet or moon. Callisto also lies outside the radiation belts of Jupiter, so if humans ever visit the Jovian system, Callisto will be the safest place for us to set up camp. Europa, however, is the most intriguing. Europa is the second of the four major moons from Jupiter and the smallest. It is mostly made of rock, but covered in a thin shell of ice. Jupiter’s tidal heating cracks and flexes the ice, and new ice wells up from below to fill the cracks. Europa shows powerful evidence that something warm is moving beneath the ice - maybe warmer, slushy ice, or maybe an ocean of liquid water? The Galileo probe, which orbited Jupiter from 1995 to 2003, examined Europa closely and found evidence that the icy surface was thin - maybe a few hundred metres. But we know that some sort of water must go down deeper than that - a deep, liquid ocean? Europa may contain more liquid water than all the oceans of Earth combined. Clinching evidence for the ocean came in 1998, when the Galileo probe detected changes in Jupiter’s magnetic field when Europa passed through it. This implied an electrically conducting liquid was sloshing about under Europa’s icy plates - like a saltwater ocean. And the dirty, reddish-brown colour of the cracks? That appears to be organic molecules of some sort. With warm water, an energy source, and organic matter in abundance, Europa seems like one of the most likely places in the Solar System to look for life. If that happens, the Galilean moons will again overturn our understanding of our place in the Universe. Image credit: NASA/Galileo For more on the Galilean moons, go to: lasp.colorado.edu/education/outerplanets/moons_galilean.php Or, go look at them yourself! All four Galilean moons are easily visible through binoculars. Go find out where Jupiter is in the sky, and turn your binoculars to it. You’ll almost certainly see a few specks of light on either side of it - those are probably Io, Europa, Ganymede and Callisto.
Ask-The-Asterisk’s 200 Follower GiveAway!
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I just wanted to draw something bittersweet :’3 Chara waiting for Asriel, so they can finally rest in peace together….
it doesn’t have to make much sense. I just really like drawing grown up Chara and Asriel :’D
RP starters: Concern.
“It’s midnight, where the hell were you?!”
“Stop keeping your phone in silent, you got me worried!”
“Blood? Are you bleeding?”
“I don’t like the idea of you walking down the streets all alone.”
“I thought I would never see you again…”
“We should get you to hospital.”
“Where did all those bruises came from?”
“I have the right to be worried!”
“Have you been drinking? You look terrible.”
“Sleep at my place tonight.”
“I don’t feel safe letting you be alone when you’re in that shape.”
“Please talk to me about it.”
“Let me take care of you.”
“You need to rest now. Don’t move.”
“How many times have I told you to not go there?”
“You could’ve died, you know…”
“I don’t care if you don’t want my help, I’ll do it anyways.”
“You really need to stop drinking. I’m serious.”
“This time you got yourself into a hospital. I think that’s a sign.”
“Are you sure you’re okay?”
“You need to stop doing stupid shit like that or you will get yourself killed.”
“I’m your friend, of course I care!”
“You know I’m always here for you, right?”
“You’re not okay.”
“I’m just trying to help you.”
“Let me clean your wounds…”
“Why did you do it? Tell me.”
“Merci, Monsieur.” Callisto grinned; their pronunciations weren’t perfect, they knew, but the encouragement felt nice.
“Where’d you learn French, anyways? Did you go to France or something?” They asked, pulling out their pencil to absently twirl it around their fingers. They knew Gaster was old--very old. Someone so old must’ve done some rather amazing things in their life.
He’d... He’d must’ve seen a lot of things Callisto had only read about.
Continued from here: X
@curiositics
Gaster nodded, pleased that they’d caught on rather quickly. The bio-luminescent flora beneath them, true to their name sake, echoed back to them as if praising the child’s success.
“Oui. You’re a quick learner, young one. It took myself quite some time to pronounce even a simple phrase like that correctly.” The monster’s throatier accent, though now fine tuned after years of practice, had taken time to adjust to the silken flow of the language.
Pride swelled in his soul, twinkling on his smile like the gems high above. “ Très bien. Very good.”