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“Death is not an ending, but simply, a new beginning into the next life.” 

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“Oh? well I love a long story...got all the time in the world to lend an ear. But...I won’t push, I know recently dying can be, difficult”

It must have been quite a sight, a large canine like being, sitting at a bar full of souls who were until only recently, of the living. He let out a chuckle, seemingly relaxed that these souls seemed to be, of the non violent variety. 

“...Sure barman. Whatever gave you joy in life, keep doing so in the afterlife. I’m not picky”

“So many lost and regretful souls. What binds all of you to this plane of existence I wonder?”

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“So many lost and regretful souls. What binds all of you to this plane of existence I wonder?”

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I don't want your apology, I want you to bleed like I've been ever since you first sunk your claws in me. I want to be rid of you.

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Why do you hurt?

you were meant to

it was built into you. designed for you. there is pain here because it was meant for you, and how fucking dare they. your suffering is not their right. you hurt because they gave you ways to suffer and carved it into you when you could not breathe, because the intention always was that they could weaponize your pain against you. it is Yours. You are Yours. How fucking dare they. they cannot make you theirs; do not let them try.

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[After several years of complaining, I was recently able to get a new desktop and can now do gaming things without lag. which means I can now take more pictures of my ghost pupper son. So hopefully this means I’ll be more active on this blog lol]

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how are you so quiet about it? your sadness i mean. how do you hold it in your chest, in your eyes, in your teeth without letting it speak; how does it stay still?

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Miss this puppy.

[Heck me too. I keep tryin to bring him back but the damn skeleton keeps tossing me in the shed]

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(Will gib doggo huggos)

[Yes gib him all the hugs :D]

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I am deep in a river           Waves above my head                               Help with my spirit               We descend We reach the end

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Fandomless OC of an Original Species, created by the Mun. OC and Multimuse blog friendly, Will Interact with any fandom. Mutuals Only. Penned by: Aoi

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GRABBY HANDS, GIB DOGGO FOR UT VERSE

[YEETS a Doggo.]

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Just a little..PSA? Disclaimer? for my weird doggo.

Chances are very high, they already know who you are…They work for the underworld after all, collecting/escorting souls…you can bet, Shiro has read your files and knows your name and most basic information. But…they will more then likely act blissfully unaware, as its against policy to tell a soul your watching over, just what you are or why you are there. 

Only in extreme circumstances will they tell a soul what they are and why they are around. 

90% of the time, Shiro will stay out of the line of sight….think of them as a kind of…weird Guardian Angel….who may or may be here to collect your soul :3c

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“Your Welcome, although....perhaps you should be a bit more careful around the water?”

He couldn’t help the quiet chuckle, watching this monster just...empty water from his skull like a bucket...really all monsters of the underground were amusing in some way. 

“I normally don’t get involved, but...drowning isn’t all that fun” And if records were anything to go off of, it wasn’t this monsters time to dust. “I’m ShiroCune...I also go by Shiro...you may call me whatever you wish. What do I call you, my waterlogged friend?”

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He had been sitting off to the side…the underground was such a strange place, especially when it came to cases. But, he couldn’t help but notice the cloaked Skeleton…normally he would just sit back and watch from a distance, but, he was prompted to help them out as soon as they fell in the water.

Times like this, manipulating water was the most useful skill, especially for tossing tired skeleton monsters out of said water. 

“It’s not your time yet riverman” He said mostly to himself.

Swap seemed even more caught off guard when the water around him began to shift and change, pushing him back to the surface. He was dumped onto the riverbank, coughing and sputtering. Oh, goodness, there was water in his skull.

He got up on his hands and knees, tilting his head around until the water poured out of his skull. Swap sat back and caught his breath, looking up at the ghost dog. “Oh! Th-Thank you, tra~la~la~!”

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He had been sitting off to the side...the underground was such a strange place, especially when it came to cases. But, he couldn’t help but notice the cloaked Skeleton...normally he would just sit back and watch from a distance, but, he was prompted to help them out as soon as they fell in the water.

Times like this, manipulating water was the most useful skill, especially for tossing tired skeleton monsters out of said water. 

“It’s not your time yet riverman” He said mostly to himself.

Swap is standing on his boat near the Snowdin stop. It had been a slow day, which was nice because he hadn’t gotten much sleep over the last few nights. As he stood there he began to nod off, swaying a bit on his feet.

He jolted awake, suddenly off-balance and lost his footing. The riverman fell from his boat, tumbling into the water. His cloak would keep him from feeling the chill of the water, but it would do little to help him from sinking towards the bottom of the river.