#remorseguarder

[sparedthem-blog]

@remorseguarder from x.

It’s not --- it’s not quite that they don’t believe him.  It’s not that.  It’s just that they know shaking hands and lifeless arms and the trying not to make other people worry.  

It’s just that, despite their young age, they’ve ------ hurt themselves.  They understand.

Small hands tangle, first together before their stomach, then in the hem of their sweater, and then behind their back.  They rock on their heels, looking down at his palms, trying to find a way to make the vague sadness and sympathy and love bouncing ‘round their skull into words that will heal.  Or, at least, comfort.

“It --- it doesn’t ------ make you b - bad or --- or anything, if you...if you h - hurt yourself.”  It’s what they try to tell themselves.  It doesn’t ever work.  (  their arms sting; a strange, phantom pain.  )  “I --------- I understand.”

[dunkedon-moved-again]

          it’s another day in the garden;  sans has little else to do between dodging work and the weight of the world that seems anchored on his shoulders,  so he’s here.  it’s funny   he can almost feel the sunlight,  yards away,  stretching thin but perpetually out of reach.  or maybe it’s just asgore.  maybe he’s just that warm,  just that full of life.

           he sets his cup down.  he hasn’t had much,  but sans’ gaze has been caught.                                                                                                                            “ * ... may i? ”

         it’s only after he asks,  reaching suddenly and out of nowhere for asgore’s hand that he realizes how absurd,  how out of LINE this is.  you don’t just   but then again,  sans has never been a regular guy,  never been conventional,  always just two steps out of line.  so while it comes from nowhere in this companionable silence,  he holds out his much,  much smaller hand anyways,  palm up.  expectant.

                 “  * you, uh. don’t have to. i just noticed something.  ”  he flushes,  but smiles anyways, looking from the king’s gaze.  elsewhere.

@remorseguarder made me do it.

[universalcarnival]

@remorseguarder liked for some Twilight Sparkle!

She’s lived in most of Equestria her whole life, studying everything she could possibly get her hooves on, from the anatomy of owls, to arcane magic, to many many different kinds of books. However, none of any of that she read, even fairy tales, spoke of a civilization underground, where a whole new race of creatures dwelled.

And that’s when she fell in. She could have easily flown out... Under normal circumstances. For some reason, she couldn’t use her wings, as if a magical force was forcing them closed. It was strange. There wasn’t even a hole there, the ground caved beneath her, as if it swallowed her up, leaving no trace.

And where she fell was a bed of golden flowers in a warmly lit room, seemingly a throne room. That was the last thing she saw before her vision started to blur, and passed out. Seems as if Twilight hit her head as she landed. Hopefully, nothing else would hurt her as she is down there.

[miterakatsika-a]

🔥

Send me a “ 🔥 “ for an unpopular opinion.

((i’m really grasping at straws for topics here, oh god i’m so sorry this one is gonna be so much less than the others 

in regards to the undertale soundtrack? 

ASGORE and hopes and dreams are so much better than megalovania by far.))

[resetkid]

‘  oh ,   you  don’t  have  t’   ------   am  sorry  fo’  wakin’  you...   am  okay ,   it  was   ------   it  was  jus’  a  bad  dream.   haha.  ’   she’s  just  being  a  baby.   //   @remorseguarder

[fxllenmercy]

“Thank you for everything.”

Family Sentence Starters________________________

At first there’s a confused glance up towards Asgore at his sudden words, but as they watched him for a bit a softer smile appeared and they reached up a small hand to hold his.

He might hide it as much as he can, being a king who must appear strong, but ones who have felt pain have a way of seeing it in others through the seemingly tiniest of details. They may not understand the entire extent of it, but they knew it was there.

It might take a while for things to get better, maybe the pain would never fully go away. But if there was anything they could do to help ease the burden, then the little human would certainly try. He deserved that…

[cinnamccn-blog]

@remorseguarder  ♡ ’d !! 

    Forgiveness is hard to come by && hard to give out. 

It isn’t like the baked goods she used to sell with her mother when she was young , you cannot just exchange it for something else in return of giving it like currency. No , forgiveness , especially when you need to give it to yourself && held onto it for so long is difficult in many ways. But she can surely try. 

“  – And here is your slice .. “ She does her best to ignore the feeling in her gut that this is terribly familiar && nostalgic in a way that feels more bitter than sweet , but she forces herself to push down this thought && keep a smile. Toriel is to remain hospitable , especially with her house guests ( even if she had a long , somewhat complicated history with them ) && she will do the best she can to make sure Asgore is comfortable. 

She told him she would give him a chance , && she was determined to try her best. 

[mettatoniic01-blog]

    why does he look so chipper you ask?      because @remorseguarder gave the OK on holding the Big Stronk Hands.                   the biggest paws.  so therapeutic.  10/10 would recommend.

[dctcrmination-a-blog]

@remorseguarder | sc.

A          crooked ,    wide grin was made visible on chapped lips ,    blade glistening with blood  &&  dust of fallen monsters they had mercilessly vanquished .    honestly ,    it was simple to kill innocents when they had no desire to FIGHT BACK .    made gaining EXP so much more enticing .

THE          murderer child made their way to the king’s home ,    where he was hiding away within the throne room  &&  garden combined .    crimson irises glowed with a murderous rage as they hid the blade behind their back ,    feigning innocence — even though they knew that playing that trick wasn’t going to work for very long — as they put on their SWEETEST voice .

* hello, FATHER. * aw, don’t you recognize me? * it’s me! * C H A R A.

[onehpwonder-a]

@remorseguarder replied to your post:                “ * leave a like comment subscribe...

“What is this ’D Club’ you speak of, Sans?” owo

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“The ’D Club’…?” 0J0

               “ * you know what i mean. wink. ”   NASTY.

[sparedthem-blog]

@remorseguarder liked!

“S - STOP IT!”

The nightmares aren’t uncommon, but they’re never like this.  They wake up quiet, crying, but they don’t scream.  They don’t panic.  And to dream of BEFORE the Underground is rarer yet.  Mostly they’re haunted by laboratories and a monstrous flower and being impaled by their friends.  But here they are, shocked from their nightmare by the sound of their own shriek and then from a hand on their shoulder.  It’s ASGORE’S, they’ll realize in a moment.  They must have woken him with their shouting.  But still partly trapped within the nightmare, they ---

“D - don’t, Daddy, I d - didn’t do anything wro ------”

It’s the damaged throat the cuts off the sobbing cry, and they sputter and cough.  It gives them a moment to remember.  This isn’t...they aren’t in their old home.  No one is hurting them.  They blink at Asgore and see their father ------ the real one, who never hit them ------ and reach for him with shaking hands, terrified sobs transforming to the whimpers of a child who need their parent.

“D - Dad...”

[dunkedon-moved-again]

you are loved so much and cared so much about. never forget that.

          thank you!  i… really appreciate that & hope so!!

[universalcarnival]

(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

how do i come across? ♡

joyful and is always spreading the love around

//And I’ll keep doing that until I die. The world needs more love, not more hate. Sure, I have my ups and downs, but I always try not to forget that little motto of mine that I like to tell myself from time to time.

[miterakatsika-a]

tori do you think you will take me back if i started dabbing again

“What in the – Asgore, have you been drinking?” 

[matxrnamoved]

[resetkid]

" happy birthday, flurry! i do hope you have a wonderful day, little one. " asgore has just gone ahead and bought her a couple of colouring books & pens to go with, since he's not entirely sure what she likes. he has bought her some chocolate, though. B)

it  was  flurry’s  birthday  on  the  16th !

‘  mmhm !   today’s  been  th’  best  day  ever !  ’   

flurry  chirps  in  earnest  assurance ,   smiling   ------   and  it’s  clear  by  the  look  on  her  face  that  she  means  it.   the  child  is  glowing  in  a  way  she  never  really  has  before.   usually  some  dark  rain  cloud  always  seems  to  be  hanging  over  her  head ,   she’ll  always  find  something  to  scowl  or  gripe  about.   the  lonely ,   faraway  look  that  too  often  haunts  her  visage  is  nowhere  to  be  seen.

ah ,   new  coloring  books !!   thank  goodness.   the  ones  at  the  children’s  home  have  all  been  scribbled  in  and  mucked  up  by  the  babies...   and  there  are  only  nasty ,   scratchy  crayons  there  too.   hugging  everything  close  to  her  chest  and  nuzzling  up  to  asgore’s  side  with  a  grateful  grin ,   flurry  exclaims ,

‘  mmm---   thank  you ,   thank  you...   fo’  rememberin’...   an’  always  bein’  kind  t’  me.   i  luh---   i  love  you.  ’   (   flurry’s  voice  gives  way  to  a  bashful  mumble ,   her  pale  cheeks  flood  pink.   yet  her  tender  tone  speaks  volumes  of  genuine  adoration.   )