#soilslcpt

[royalreef]

@soilslcpt​ replied to your post:

"It's a rather crude term for intercourse. However, many people also use it to express displeasure, passion, surprise, and the like. It's a very versatile word!" ...How do they know this. Who taught them this.

       “ ..... So it is just your word for the matter? Albeit, I do not think any of my people use it doubly as an expletive...

                               But I am almost disappointed, if that is merely all.”

       Is it better or worse that Toriel didn’t have to explain what a fuck was, as Chara did it in her stead? At least Miri never actually said it.

[bonepranks]

@soilslcpt​: Guess who's getting a knitted sweater with the words "COOL DUDE" on it for his birthday? That's right, it's Papyrus! / PAPYRUS BIRTHDAY.

he puts it on immediately. best present ever. he will NEVER take it off, thanks chara.

[the-trxangle-guy]

Boss Battle + Reverse Boss Battle for Chara. give me the horror show - soilslcpt

[Send me “Boss Battle”, and I’ll post the music that plays when your muse fights mine as a boss. Accepting!]

* BILL CIPHER - ATK ??? DEF ???

* TIME TO PUT YOU BACK IN THE GROUND, KID!

* BILL CIPHER - ATK ??? DEF 999

* Finish the job.

[ruinsqueen]

Clings to her side and hides their face in her robe. Someone's rather shy today. - soilslcpt

she glanced down when she felt a weight by her side, then hands holding onto her robe. tori saw chara, hiding their face. "dear one? why the shyness?" the caretaker asked curiously. toriel placed a warm paw ontop of their head, giving them a gentle pat. the paw would then extend down and reach for chara.

"come along my child, at least hold my paw so neither of us will not trip."

[ruinsfoe]

@soilslcpt​ :  📜

Chara :  What’s up guys? I’m back. Flowey :  What the- you can’t be here. You’re dead. I literally saw you die. Chara :  Death is a social construct.

[atemoss]

@soilslcpt This is what happens when you take the last of the Halloween candy, traitor.

“Be faster next time.”

[miseriiicordearchivess]

Just sits on his shoulders. - soilslcpt

Asgore was gonna get some more tea but he didn't want to disturb them, they looked very comfortable up there! So he just stayed in his seat.

[courtsmagicians]

@soilslcpt​: Guess who's poking around where they shouldn't be-that's right! It's Chara! / UNPROMPTED.

"AH, i was wondering when you—”

their good eye widens, mouth opening in a slight gasp of surprise, as seam realizes that the lightner standing in their shop is not kris at all. in all fairness — they bear an uncanny resemblance. not just another lightner, but a human as well? dark hair, odd expression, something else seam can’t place…

“well. my apologies! i thought you were someone else.” they laugh quietly. “it’s the eyesight, you know.” they lean their elbows on the counter, looking down to see just what the stranger is looking at. “are you looking for something in particular?” 

[soulsaved]

Anonymous asked: Chara just hugs them. Little sibling... - @soilslcpt​

Hugs??? Hugs!!

Frisk doesn’t waste a second before they’re hugging Chara back tightly and clinging to their sweater.

[voidhanded]

@soilslcpt​: “This is your fault, you know.” They’re referring to the small army of Spamtons. / UNPROMPTED ( BUT VERY DESERVED )

.... AH. YES, YES I DO SEE WHAT THIS LOOKS LIKE.

in all honesty, he is well aware of the mess he has created. not that he would ever admit to a mistake, of course.

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AHEM.

NONETHELESS IN EVERY SUCCESSFUL EXPERIMENT THERE IS OUTLYING DATA ANSWERS ARE NOT SATISFACTORY THERE MUST ALWAYS BE NEW QUESTIONS.

✌☞❄☜☼ ✌☹☹ 🕈☟✡ 💧☟⚐🕆☹👎 ❄☟☜ ☝✌💣☜ ☜☠👎✍

[sqamt0n]

soilslcpt asked:  "...Is that a fucking gremlin?"

*HAHAHEHE *COME TO FIND THE BEST D DEALS? *SAY HEY HEY *.....................YOU LOOK LIKE A [[ local buddy ]] OF MINE! *B  BBUT YOURE SMALLER! * TALK ABOUT [[ a coincidence ]]

[royalreef]

@soilslcpt​ replied to your post:

gently goes to hold her hand

      She is tearing up. Why human hands so widdle........

[bonepranks]

@soilslcpt​: They're just clinging to Papyrus' back like a koala, totally silent. Seems they're in one of their moods again. - soilslcpt bc I think they should be allowed to be a little feral. as a treat / UNPROMPTED.

luckily for chara, papyrus is more than happy to oblige them on their good days, their bad days, their mediocre days, their happy days, their sad days... and their feral days. 

it’s an errand-running kind of day, which is perfect — errands are ALWAYS easier ( and more fun ! ) with another person. so papyrus happily tromps through town, in and out of stores, all while carrying chara around on his back.

he allows them to be silent for as long as they’d like, of course, but after a couple of hours, he stops.

* UM.... * HOW ARE YOU DOING BACK THERE?

[the-trxangle-guy]

☕ Chara - soilslcpt

Send me “ ��� “ for my muse to drink tea uniquely flavored after your muse, and I’ll tell you what my muse tastes!

* This hot chocolate has already run cold. Doesn’t taste like anything but dirty, chilly water, and strangely… leaves?

* You would’t get any HP from this.

[ruinsqueen]

"Happy holidays, Mother." They say, handing her a handmade sweater with only the most atrocious of holiday puns adoring the front. - soilslcpt

oh!! toriel loved it. the sweater was soft to the touch, and the boss monster absolutely loved the puns. tori laughed at them as she read them--out loud to chara, of course.

"chara, this is wonderful! thank you, my sweet child." and here was a gift for chara in return when they opened it: a journal in dark green color with a fountain pen to go with it, and a sweater with a matching beanie and gloves in chara's favorite color as well! "i hope you like these as well, chara. happy holidays."

[sternenteile]

★  ;  @soilslcpt.

evidently being a child so philosophically adept  was not something immediately worth praise (although that was sure to come after), rather a foreboding sense of understanding that reminded him of himself in his younger years. once so vibrant and full of life, he’d been hurt and used for every last drop of ambition he had. both physically and emotionally, he’d been isolated. what he went through forced him to mature and grow far faster than he felt he was supposed to, even if only in hindsight. it was that stink of familiarity that made geno’s heart drop to his gut. what had they been through?

❝ — i swear, it almost feels like i’m talking to myself at... probably around your age. ❞ he laughed bitterly, watching the blossom swirl. others still rooted to the ground swayed beneath them without a care. ❝ humans —— even stars —— can be very toxic. you’re right. that said... while some humans can’t be tended to, some are open to it —— little kids especially. if their parents are well and good, and they’re given their best, they’ll likely become their best and give that to others, yeah? ❞

for someone put through the wringer of hell with their own kin, however, he knew how unbelievable it sounded. he understood it firsthand. gently, a hand was placed on their shoulder, supportive and not deceptive as the pretty flowers. ❝ it’s not always the case, though. i may not be human, but i wasn’t given my best, and you... ❞ his heart ached with empathy, his frown surely not enough to properly convey it.

❝ — you weren’t either, were you? ❞