#marigold!chara

[fae-sodapop]

I'm so very new to Tumblr & I'm very embarrassed to post my art here. My drawing tablet has been broken for a months now, all my art will be traditional until I can fix it.

Random drawings from my 2 AUs.

- Underswap! MARIGOLD (1-2)

- Peace RUNE/ Peace Tale (3-6)

KFC will always use They/Them, please don't misgender them.

Please spare me Tumblr.

[niftukkun]

Buttercups for the youthful, joyful and happy; Marigolds for the grieving, and those full of pain

[*despite everything, its still you. stay DETERMINED!]

[underhoneyau]

UNDERHONEY Character Designs

Underhoney AU belongs to me (@/AstridEv)

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[mar1g0ldie]

Greetings, it is I, your favourite chocolate enthusiast. =)

[pleasanttaleexpert]

We're dealing with a death close in the family so I'm coping my Turing my cats into mews and twos, enjoy.

[halfmortals]

River glanced at Marigold with a smile as he took in the basket of strawberries. “You know, after everything I’ve been through, I’m really grateful that we’re here together,” he said, standing up and brushing off his knees. “I’ll keep quiet about the berries if you try and keep my shrine a secret.” His tone was warm and nostalgic. “Bear’s missing out on this,” River continued, “but maybe we can convince him to visit or send him an Iris message soon. It’d be great to have him here, though I might be a bit selfish wanting him around.” He picked a strawberry from the basket, examining it thoughtfully before taking a bite. “You’re right— these are delicious. Maybe a little magic really does work wonders. We’ll definitely have to make sure everyone gets a taste of these eventually...” He smiled, savoring the simple joy of sharing the fruit with his sister in the woods.

"It's just me, I brought some strawberries," Marigold said holding up the small basket of berries. "Don't tell Mom and Dad, but they kind of do strawberries better here, but I think that might have to do with the help from the Demeter and Dionysus kids. Maybe we can see if Bear can spruce up our berries or something, or get him out here and have the other Demeter kids teach him more."

[silverstormsxx]

undertale au idea

undertale but all the characters are based on different flowers!!!

Frisk - Lycoris Abiflora (White Spider Lily)

Chara - Lycoris Radiata (Red Spider Lily)

Toriel - Syringa Vulgaris (Lilac)

Napstablook - Lamprocapnos Spectabilis (Asian Bleeding Hearts)

Sans - Amaranthus Caudatus (Love-Lies-Bleeding)

Papyrus - Helianthus Annuus (Common Sunflower)

Undyne - Gladiolus Oppositflorus (Gladiolus)

Alphys - Viola Tricolor Var. Hortensis (Pansy)

Mettaton - Corydalis Yanhusuo (Corydalis)

Asgore - Tagetas Erecta Linn (Marigold)

Asriel - Mysotis Alpestris (Forget-Me-Not)

[integrity-souls]

this is a random question but do you have any thoughts on what flower "golden flowers" could be? obviously its not meant to have an actual real world counterpart but i think its fun to think about. daffodils have been my absolute favourite flower since i was little so its fun imaging them but theyre poisonous similar to buttercups so it couldnt be. i think dandelions make a lot of sense because its common for kids (like chara) to not understand that they're 'weeds' and love them. theyre edible and can be made into tea and would be able to grow across the underground very quickly like that despite the conditions down there and how few seeds actually made it back underground. i think theres something poetic about the monsters loving and appreciating a 'weed' detested by humans... very chara

OK spent a good few hours or so web searching bc i haven't thought about this before.. I do prefer your take on it being dandelions. Theyre one of my favourite flowers symbolism wise and just in general and i really admire them. I can see how chara would admire them too and how it reflects them and the difference between their relationship with human and monsterkind. The hardy adaptable flowers that are so medicinally useful but are considered nuisances to be plucked out by humans, but cherished and acknowledged by monsterkind ... it reminds me of the same reason why some people like insects. In a way

Im headstrong on it being dandelions but if i were to choose something else, my second best guesses might be Chrysanthemums, (specifically Chrysanthemum lavandulifolium) or Tickseed flowers as they're both brewed as tea and look very similar to the golden flowers

The difference between them is that the chrysanthemums are THE golden flowers, as the genus name directly translates to that and is a popular choice of tea in some parts of asia. While tickseeds have the sticky seeds that golden flowers are said to have, but arent very sought out for their taste, unlike the chrysanthemums.

Only problem for both is their choice of environment.. but i dont think it matters too much. I like to think whatever the golden flower might be it adapted gradually to the underground anyways. Its very likely that its an offshoot of a surface flower that became an entirely new species to adapt to the underground. I also considered pot marigolds and golden cinquefoils for a bit but i dont like them as much than chrysanthemums or tickseeds as counterparts

[fae-sodapop]

The UnderSwap!Marigold kids!

I love them a whole lot, Ill have to color them at some point. I don't want to do a complete personality swap w/ this AU so I'm going to try & keep everyone's personality as close to canon as possible but ofc there's going to be changes because this is a different environment.

I swapped Temmie w/ those dog like plushies from the kids room in the ruins. I want Temmie to be her own monster & I never really liked Flowey being a whole species idea. So MK possesses a plush named plushey.

[alters-from-the-ichor]

Hai! May I plz request a head mate? I feel connected to this Chara + Flowey fusion/shipkid(?) and I don't know much about them. I was hoping you could help me build them! ^^'

The only thing I know about them is that they like the names Cyra, Buttercup, Dandelion, and Mari/Marigold!

(Sorry if this is confusing, I suck at explaining things!)

+Name+ Cyra // Buttercup // Dandelion // Mari // Marigold +Age+ Perma12 +Species+ Humanish // Plant monster hybrid +Gender+ Bigender // Transfemmasc // Flowergender // Yellowgender // Florallexic // Yellowlexic // Soullexic +Pronouns+ She/Her // He/Him // They/Them // It/Its // Flo/Wer/Flos/Wers/Flowerself // Red/Soul/Reds/Souls/Redsoulself // Fus/Ion/Fuses/Ions/Fusionself // Fuse/Fuses/Fused/Fusing/Fusionself // Sweet/Candy/Choco/Bar/Treatself // Play/Toy/Plays/Toys/Playself +Orientation+ Aroace +CisIDs+ ADHD // Autistic // Plant Monster Hybrid // Humanoid // Permakid // Perma12 // Genocide TL // Permableedingeyes // Blackamian // NPD // ASPD +TransIDs+ BPD // Harmed // Groomed // Dead // Immortal // Deity // Goat Monster Hybrid // Murderer // Serial Killer // Soulless +Roles+ Janusian // Debugger +TQ+ code boxes + <3 at start and end of every message. +Source+ Undertale

[susartwork]

Underwizard in-multiverse nicknames:

Frisk = Wizard or Bun / Bunny Chara = Seir (One of the meanings of the name is "goat") Flowey = Haz (Which sound reminds of "Azzy" and refers to witch-hazels) Alphys = Alys Sans = Wiz yes I know it's similar to Frisk's Papyrus = Tail Undyne = Saffron Toriel = Marigold Asgore = Slate Gaster = Rune

Alt versions nicknames:

Genocide UW!Frisk = Killer Rabbit

Hopeless UW!Sans = Hopeless or Goggles Hopeless UW!Flowey = Nettle Hopeless UW!Frisk = Cottontail

Underground's Insanity UW!Alphys = Ally Underground's Insanity UW!Sans = Advisor

[ask-codeearasure]

The Outer Realms ---- Chapter 4

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Chapter Four:

Trepidation

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“No one is useless in this world who lightens the burdens of another.” - Charles Dickens (Doctor Marigold)

—-

Undyne looked through the cameras that she had set up, clicking around and found one in the Snowedin wilderness. Underneath all the piles of falling snow poked out the bottom of a disembodied yellow boot. The scientist only knew one person with that specific taste in footwear, and now time was of the essence.

“Sorry!” she exclaimed as she rushed, almost bumping into Napstaton on her way out.

With the kind of technology at her fingertips, it didn’t take her that long to reach her friend’s location. Frantically, she raced around the area until she spotted that familiar yellow and unearthed him from the cold. There was so much gray around his eye sockets and joints, but what was so much worse was the copious amounts of blood staining his clothing and face.

“Oh, Dream,” she breathed. She could barely feel that chipper aura he usually radiated. It was fluctuating dramatically, like she had seen before in the human mangas she collected in her off-time. She picked him up, which was way too easy, and carried him back home. She’d get the others eventually, but right now he needed a doctor, and she was the best he could get.

Making it to her house, Nabstaton spotted her and Dream.

“What happened?” he asked.

“I don’t know, I just saw him on the cameras–” she said quickly as Nabstaton took Dream from her and gently placed him on her couch, “He’s bleeding a lot and there's so much gray- I don’t–...” she was at a loss for words.

“Let’s calm down and focus. I’ll get the medkit,” Nabstaton said.

She nodded, and took a long, deep breath.

Within an hour, her Undernet profile status was updated to “I wish the multiverse was nicer.”

—---

“...Vitals are looking normal…”

“...ra is— ….--tering… His soul–.... Radiating…. weak…”

Dream’s senses slowly came to. The voice was familiar, but he couldn’t put his finger on whose it was. What were they talking about? He was so… exhausted. What happened? Slowly, Dream cracked his heavy eyes open, and was welcomed to bright blurs and that uncomfortable hospital smell. Okay, it’s starting to make a little bit more sense now. Dream drew in a slow breath, then carefully let it out, immediately wincing at the throbbing in his chest. He heard someone cry out and rush to his side, especially as he tried to sit up, and a firm hand was planted on his sternum to guide him back down.

“No, buddy, you gotta keep resting.”

The guardian mumbled a “why?”, only to be met with Undyne’s astonished face once he cracked his eyes open again.

“You….” she glanced away from him for a moment, “You’re in critical condition. I um… I found you in the snow and…”

He gave her a confused look for a moment.

“You were covered and your aura… it was so hard to detect. I could only feel it while I was carrying you.” Undyne explained nervously, “I didn’t think that was even possible, and your joints and eye sockets are so gray. It’s clear you’re not doing so well. I had Napstaton go grab as many of the Queen’s healing potions they could get their hands on, and I already called Edge, Carrot, and Blue. I just… What happened?”

The frown she had was definitely a sign of how serious the situation he was in.

How could he be so stupid? He hurt her just by going on that little trip… He  was an idiot!

“N-nothing, really. I’ll be okay, Undyne-” The doctor aggressively planted her hands on the table at the foot of his bed, her frustration and anxiety evident. “BUT WHAT IF YOU WON’T BE? What then, Dream? We already lost Chara, everyone would be devastated if you died too!”

The fish monster leaned back, took off her glasses, and wiped the forming tears and loose hair out of her face.

“Just… I can’t force you to talk, pipsqueak, but please don’t do something like that again.” Dream could barely fit his head around this, not even flinching at Undyne’s outburst. Aggression was normal for her, but only when you were a friend she knew wouldn’t be scared of her for it. He knew she cared. He knew they all did, even Edge. The guardian held a hand up in protest, a signal for Undyne to cut back just a bit, then proceeded to cradle his face in his hands as he thought over what had happened before.

Ah yes, he was shot. 

He looked up, scouring the room around him until his eyes landed on a tray next to Undyne, one with the usual medical tools and wipes for operations.

Undyne followed his gaze, then sighed, “Oh. Yeah.” She lifted the bullet, holding it between the middle and index fingers of her right hand, and subtly glared at it. “This puppy shattered some connections between your ribs and sternum. It looks like they’ll heal, but you have to stay here until then.” Dream reached behind himself and pulled a few pillows in place to comfortably lean back on them. The IV in his right arm caught his attention, and was almost tempted to take it out, but refrained.

“I’m sorry, Undyne. I can’t stay.”

The doctor huffed, “What’s gonna happen if you do? Will the multiverse collapse entirely? Will Ink come back out of nowhere and drag you out on another adventure to who knows where? What next, dude? Not everything in existence relies on your constant attention.” If only she knew. The stability of the multiverse did in fact rely on him, and he couldn’t stay forever, not when every other universe left needed him too for the sake of their own happiness. But there was nothing he could really say. “I’m sorry, Undyne.”

Undyne grit her teeth and pinched her brow for a moment. She took a long deep breath. “A week.”

“Pardon?”

“A week. Just… stay for a week. At least.” she said, “Dude, you're really hurt and I…. I don't want you to go out like this, but if you can at least give it a week to heal up a little, then you can go.”

Dream bit his tongue. He did not want to argue with her but it was clear she was one push away from giving him a doctor’s orders speech, which meant he had no way of leaving without causing her more pain and panic than the type he woke up to.

Would a week really be that tedious?

Could he perhaps argue for less time?

He debated with himself for a moment. With the number of universes few and far between now, the demand for his travel was lighter. Maybe he could get away with staying that long, but that also meant the few universes that survived would suffer in his absence. No. There had to be another way. The machinery connected to him beeped, and Undyne jumped from her clipboard to sneer at it. She hated that noise more than he possibly ever could, but insisted every doctor and scientist was stuck with it if it made it easier to watch a patient’s vitals. “You’re getting stressed, Dream, chill out for a sec.”

She still wasn’t done with convincing him to open up, at least a little bit. Something was better than nothing, and since it was Dream’s health that hung in the balance, she could actually do something about that!

“Okay, I guess you're gonna have to put up with this,” she mumbled before going into doctor mode, “How are you feeling? Nausea? Tenderness? Are your joints feeling well? I'm not going to take fine as an answer, I'll know you're lying. Also…” she got up and went over to the table with the medical supply, “I’m gonna need a blood sample.”

Oh she was serious… She was SERIOUS serious. There is no way he’s getting out of this. “Uhm… okay.” Dream fidgeted with the blanket over his legs. Truth be told, of course he didn’t feel all that well. “I guess my joints feel… weird… and I’m a little bit dizzy…”

Dr. Undyne squinted at him. He knew she cared, her intent was radiating off of her like it usually did. She made a couple more notes on her clipboard, then went to work on his blood. Since he wasn’t going anywhere soon, Dream decided to relax through it, staring at the buzzing TV in the corner as it was replaying an old episode of Napstaton’s show.

—

It took an hour for him to get a surprise. Carrot, Edge, and Indigo damn near kick down the door to Undyne’s house, Carrot holding a bag of take out from Muffet’s.

“Hey, bud!” Carrot exclaimed. “Undyne and Nabstaton called and said you weren't doing too well. I bought as much stuff from Muffet's as I could without cleaning the place out!”

Undyne exited her lab only to damn near scream. “Papyrus! What the hell? You brought Muffet's?! Not soup? Not something actually healthy? You brought nothing but… but SUGAR?!”

“Oh…. She is in one of her moods…” Carrot mumbled to himself.

“Hey, I tried to tell him-” Indigo  shook his head.

Dream pitied the tall skeleton, putting down the fidget cube Undyne gave him in an attempt to take more of his attention away from leaving.

The arguing continued for a moment as Edge sat down next to Dream. He hesitated for a moment before finally speaking up, “Where were you? You were gone for a week. We tried to see if we could open a portal or teleport out of here but couldn't find a way out. We were worried sick.”

Dream almost blanked on how to answer. The pressure on him for any explanation was palpable, and it tugged on the anxiety he didn’t accept he had. “...I was looking for leads and Nightmare attacked me.” That was believable, at least. Everyone he was friends with couldn’t exactly deny that. Undyne made a disbelieving noise, given she had to extract a bullet, something Nightmare never used, but didn’t mention it. Instead, she went back to analyzing the blood sample she collected earlier. “Well, whatever he attacked you with this time, it contaminated your blood. I can’t tell if it’s a sickness or something else…yet.”

Dream felt like he was going to sink into the mattress. So that's why he felt… off. Not anything he could safely describe yet, just off. But if a bullet could do this to him, then what about his brother? Did those weapons have a similar effect? Hopefully not.

Darn it, Undyne… if she'd let him go without any trouble, he could track him down and check on him at the very least.

“So, what do you think it is?” Carrot asked.

Undyne gave him a glare, “What part of I can't tell do you not understand?”

“Okay, okay.” Carrot sighed. He got the cup of hot chocolate he bought for Dream and handed it to him. “Why would you run off for leads without bringing us with ya?”

Dream took the drink, keeping it between his hands for the sake of the warmth. At first, he looked away from his friend, but then took a steady breath in. “I didn’t want you to get hurt. I can’t die, but you guys can.”

Carrot and the others gave him confused looks and stares.

“What the heck is that supposed to mean?” Indigo asked. “If we're there with you, then at the very least we could be back up or you could portal us out if things get too out of control!”

Dream shook his head remembering the many times he fought Nightmare. “No… not against him.”

Nor those other two. They were way too comfortable in that situation. Especially that one in the kimono… it was like he was playing with him. Then that other one in the uniform… he was bored and annoyed. The damage they did with those weapons was unexpected too. First, that other “Error”, and now those two… This was a lot to think about, and Ink going MIA doesn’t help with it either.

He could always be out again helping creators build their creations back, that was a norm for him whenever a reality or two were destroyed by the Error they were most familiar with. But what if he wasn’t doing that? What else was on his agenda? …why wasn’t he helping them?

Ink’s sudden distancing was a surprise to Dream, as he was one of the most openly emotional people Dream had ever met. The artist wore his emotions and thoughts on his sleeve, never hiding how excited he was for anything, even when it came to inspiring others to keep going. But something changed about him before the impostor Error hacked into the Doodlesphere. Dream couldn’t detect his emotional state at all, never could since the beginning, really, and Ink has said before in the past that he couldn’t feel Dream’s or Nightmare’s auras either. And that explained a lot back then. Ink was always the least affected contender on the battlefield- basic interactions with the Lord of Negativity as well. That was perhaps the one thing that made their friendship the most manageable out of everyone else’s. There was no possibility of Ink becoming addicted to the guardian’s presence, and he couldn’t die either.

What concerned Dream the most is what caused the change. There was no warning, no discernible cause. Ink just stopped acting as he usually did one day and that was that. Whatever reasons he could have had were never shared, and any concern he shared was brushed off as if nothing was wrong. And perhaps there really wasn’t, but Dream couldn’t help but think about it since he wasn’t allowed to do much else.

Either way, he’ll have to check for as much life as possible once there’s a chance at leaving.

—

As the days passed, Dream’s concern only elevated. Everyone was acting abnormally normal around him, as if he didn’t have a highly addicting aura. They were checking in on him like one would with a family member. Even Undyne acted that way with him. Even going as far as flicking him in the forehead for trying to move on day two, like a strict teacher or mother figure.

It was clear they cared about him, and genuinely there was no question about it, but it was all normal. Too normal. Like he was just some guy. Not that he was some stranger they didn't know, but just… one of them in the sense he was mortal. He was unsure what could be causing it, and he was doubtful this was a good sign.

Under any other circumstance, he would think it a blessing that his aura no longer affected people, but that part about him was a double-edged sword. It was like a drug. His aura helped in small quantities, but constant exposure to it led to obsessive results he wanted to avoid.

Seeing that none of his friends at present were feeling those effects left him suspicious. As soon as he could, he needed to get some answers.

As he stretched his aching bones, Undyne was lecturing him about how if he felt worse or if he got hurt, even slightly he had to come back to her or she’d kill him herself - figuratively - and tie him to the couch. After doing ANOTHER exam – the fifth one that day – she gave him the okay to leave.

Oh sweet freedom.

The moment he got to the Doodlesphere, he could have jumped for joy. He was so happy to be free again, but he found he was still exhausted, and not all of his joints seemed to care how “healed” they were; they were insistent on throbbing.. But there were these emotions he was also feeling in the back of his mind. Harrowing ones. He couldn’t name what they were, and was apprehensive at the results he might get, but they were there and they were starting to concern him.

He decided it would be best to travel to an AU that could possibly need his attention. Which one? He couldn’t tell; just one with at least more positive emotions than average – but that would  be near impossible to find, especially now.

The Doodlesphere was still damaged a fair bit. It was easy enough to see: there were large gaps scattered about between universes. It was going to be difficult to traverse, but it was still something. He made sure to check the pages to ensure there was no suspicious activity before finally settling on one that was a great distance from the Underswap timeline he had just left.

It was a simple world, the Humans and Monsters never went to war. It was a peaceful reality and a nice place to rest up. However, there was a human that was radiating a bit of negativity, and seemed to be distraught but having a normal life. One with their mother, Toriel. It wasn’t odd to see Toriel and Asgore were still divorced. It seems to be a running theme with their relationship in just about every single AU. He didn’t have the agenda to talk to the human, considering they were going to school, so he went to Asgore’s flower shop instead. He couldn’t help but browse all the kinds of flowers available.

The longer he spoke to Asgore, who was not at all bitter or upset about his divorce in this AU, but just content, the more he noticed Asgore was barely affected by his aura. What he got was the usual happiness, not provoked into existence by his own, but originating from Asgore himself.

Actually, that’s probably what it was…

But that couldn’t be it, right?

Even the strongest of monsters were always affected by it, but the most miserable were the ones to get hooked on his aura the worst.

Dream felt his spine go immensely cold, as if a bucket of ice water was dumped on him.

“Are you okay, kiddo?” Asgore asked. He placed a paw on Dream’s back, the warmth burning in comparison to the chill he got.

“Yes-” Dream couldn’t find his words. “I just remembered a chore I forgot for today, I’m really sorry!”

Dream hurried out of the building and teleported back to the Underswap timeline, but rather, he went to a small corner of Waterfall. He leaned against the stone wall, catching his breath, even though as a skeleton, he didn’t actually need it.

Was his aura just gone? Is this where it ends? Dream’s head spun as he turned a corner into a hidden room, one behind one of the waterfalls themselves, and rebalanced his body with his back to the wall. What did that bullet do to him? Were the results temporary? Why did he just stand there? Dream did the skeleton equivalent to biting his lower lip, then slowly slid down to the floor and pulled his knees to his chest. 

The chill was getting colder and colder. He held his hands up to see his gloves and saw they were dry. He didn’t get any water on him, so why was he so cold?

Then a small thought creeped into the back of his mind and made his soul shudder.

Was he going to die?

Was he dying?

That’s the only thing that makes sense, right? It has to be.

But no… no, this couldn’t be the end of his life.

“No, no… I’m still alive… I am not—” he found himself mumbling to himself. Still hyperventilating.

He couldn’t die here. He still needed to find a way to get his brother back, and if he died, all the positivity in the multiverse would die with him. No one would get their happy endings. They’d all self-destruct. Everything had always rested on his shoulders and his alone, so he needed to stay alive. There is no other option!

But his aura was gone. It was gone, and with it would mean he himself would be gone.

He got up and paced. If he kept moving, surely that would be a sign he was still alive, not turning to dust. He paced back and forth, back and forth.

“Oh, this is all my fault.” he mumbled to himself, “if I hadn’t gone out I wouldn’t be in this mess!”

That emotion he had been ignoring then began to build up, forcing him into a stumble. He caught himself by putting a hand to the wall and covering his mouth. Something was caught in his mouth. He held his breath.

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

He summoned his knives and just screamed as he broke the bench that was always there in that same stupid spot in that corner.

He slashed at the stone walls.

“WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!” he screamed, “STUPID, THAT’S WHAT YOU ARE! STUPID! AN IDIOT! A FOOL! IT’S ALL YOUR FAULT!”

He threw the knives, embedding them into the stone walls. He clawed at his skull and screamed again.

“What were you thinking?” he growled at himself, “What? Were you going to talk to that… that…. Demon???? As if he’d ever listen to a pathetic loser like you! He wants the apple! He’s always wanted that stupid apple! You’re nothing more than a target! A mouse for him to chase around like some hungry cat that doesn’t know the meaning of giving up! He’d follow you to the end of the multiverse if it meant getting ahold of that damn apple! He’ll destroy everything around you if it means getting just an inch closer to it!”

He threw one of his knives into the opposite wall.

“Where will you go that he cannot? Haventale isn’t there anymore! You checked! Killer had fun there, didn't he now? What other place could you go to? Nowhere is safe! It’s not like anything can be done about it without dying yourself. Should’ve just given up a long time ago!”

He kicked a piece of the bench across the small space, embedding it into another water source somewhere.

“How did you ever think any of this was a good idea?! It’s not like you even helped your brother before he turned! What could be blamed on you? You said you loved him and would protect him, and you didn’t! You said everything would be fine – it wasn’t! You said you’d be there for him – you weren’t! No, a bunch of strangers were there and looked at what that caused! You meant nothing to them! Just a fix! Where was your presence? What even is it now!?”

He collapsed against a wall, sliding back down to the floor. Golden tears slid down his face. His energy was now gone but he felt his soul stop beating for a moment after seeing the damage he caused.

Only one word came to mind to describe the emotion he felt.

Trepidation.

[pleasanttaleexpert]

Herer we are, the family of cats that I adore

[halfmoonism]

without dreaming of surrender

prsk, an & nagi, lightly implied polysquad || major spoilers for light up the fire

during the battle that breaks her heart, an can’t stand up. but she must.

from plantober day 6: marigold (desperation, light in the darkness)

cw for referenced chara death, non-graphic depictions of grief

Their backs have been against the wall before, but never like this.

Vivid Street, for all of its unforgiving tides and sways against their own current, has always promised to catch her if she got knocked off, but this—this—Uncle Taiga took scissors to the safety net Nagi-san had set for her all those years… no, Nagi-san—!

These streets she’s traced with her love for so long aren’t even clear anymore. They’re wavering into an immeasurable mess of colors and she can’t make sense of it, can’t grab onto anything, can’t find it in herself to tighten her hold of a dream she’s lighting for someone she’ll never again see, she can’t even make sense of anything going on in front of her as Akito and Toya and Kohane step up with the most shakily determined expressions she’s ever seen them wear.

I… want to know. How much of a gap there is between Rad Weekend and me… between us.

An-chan—we’ll go on ahead.

And An… she’ll definitely join us.

Ah. An can see their hands tremble. In the twilight, with all of her shaking, she can still make them out, moving forward without her…!

But that’s not right, is it. Their backs are still close enough to reach out towards, still standing in unison, always together—it’s her that isn’t mustering up the will to stand and fight, even in this city she carved out a space for—

You're safe now, An.

Uncle Taiga raises the microphone and she’s never felt her chest seize up harder than this moment. If she looks past him, the eyes of Vivid Street catch upon her lagging strength and she has no more armor to block off their judgment. Nagi-san isn’t one of the ones looking right at her, she won’t ever be again, she’ll never run through the crowd after a performance and sweep An off her feet into the proud hug An’s always daydreamed about earning, she’ll never tug An’s jacket close and chide her for keeping it open in such cold weather, she’ll never be there to chase An down and tell her she’ll always be loved ever again…

She feels sick. Her legs are unsteady. Even thinking about holding the microphone to her mouth without shaking makes her want to collapse, but she—she can’t—she can’t let it end here, right…? What sort of performance would Nagi-san be watching if—

To disappoint her now is so—

She can’t do that!

When she belts the next line by Toya’s side, his relief filters into her tangled words and the sky eases itself off her chest, just a little. His small, fond smile secures her grip, and Kohane’s proud gaze strikes her straight through her trembling lungs, and Akito’s exasperated grin, all of them haphazard and real, here and breathing and hers.

She can feel it: everyone’s resolve surging around her, cradling her from the horrible truth, the cruel stares. Because when they fight, they’re never fighting alone! She can’t think about anything else but that! And if they’ve all decided to hang on with all they’ve got, she must—she has to—if only they can go higher, Nagi-san will be—!

[oatflatwhite]

Hi Liz 💛💛💛 seeing as there are rumours that Downton Abbey will return with another season, what would you most like to see in that?

let tom branson commit regicide

ok no but i havent seen the second film so idk the specifics of where charas are at but i would love edith getting fun stuff to do as a marquess, sybbie george marigold and caroline older and with more plots/screen time, at least some good MENTIONS of thomas if he doesn't actually return. i will have to think more on this and of course rewatch the show hehe

[marigolds-glow]

Welcome!!

Hello I'm Marigold! Feel free to call me Mari, Gold, or Glow! I like to write oneshots and prompts sometimes! I'm a minor and I am autistic.

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Ship are allowed, I'm not really against doing a lot of ships but I will not do things like Frisk x Sans or Chara X Sans, I will mainly only write Sans x Sans when I do ships.

Give me a prompt(you don't need anything specific, you could just say like angst, fluff, or comfort), some characters, and I'll have a oneshot made as fast as possible!

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Different Multiverse's are allowed as well! If I don't know it though it might take longer to post.

Don't expect anything too long, and I may not do part twos.