Indie rp for Frisk. Female version. Undertale RP blog. 18+ Semi-Selective.
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Frisk and Sans have a date in a day so cold .。.:*・♡
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Once the tears were deemed sufficiently fused at, he reaches round the human to rub up and down her back. He doesn’t even have to pull her closer, what with the tight hug she’s pulled him into.
“IT’S ALRIGHT, PRINCESS. NO NEED TO BE STRONG ALL THE TIME.”
To see her be so down on herself… if he could just think of something to make her feel better- he’d try it.
“UNCLE PAPY’S HERE- I’VE GOT’CHA.”
She honestly didn’t know how one monster could be so sweet. Frisk just sniffled and clutched to him tighter. He was the best uncle she could ever ask for....He-He made her happy.
”Always so right Uncle Papap.” The brunette chuckled weakly and just letting herself be lost in the comfort he brought her.
She’d stay there, clutching to her Knight, her best friend...her beloved Uncle for what felt like forever until finally pulling away just enough to give him a reassuring smile, a show she was okay again.
“Th-Thank you Pappy. I really needed that.” Frisk giggled softly and reached up, kissing his cheekbone.
‘i let you down.’
“FRISK, HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET ME DOWN, WHEN YOU NEVER PICKED ME UP? I AM STILL VERY MUCH STANDING! NOR AM I UPSET.”
“THOUGH, IF THERE IS SOMETHING BOTHERING YOU- AS THERE SEEMS TO BE, STRESS, IN YOUR VOICE- THEN, DESPITE MY LACK IN THEM, I AM ALL EARS!”
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“Please Remember Me.”
Indie RP Blog for Xion from Kingdom of Hearts
8+ years experience
semi-selective
non/divergent
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Hug Attack !
I know I post a WIP of Deku… But I absolutely wanted to draw some Frans ! It’s always hard to me, however I love this ship.
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Breath, should I take a deep?
Faith, should I take the leap?
Taste, what a bittersweet.
All my, all my life.
Let me face, let me face, let me face my fears.
(Echo: Let me face, let me face, let me face my fears.)
Oh, let me face, let me face, let me face my fears.
Oh, I’ve been - (looking?) - but I’m almost here.
Oh, watch me cry all my tears.
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Almost forgot how to draw lanky cartoon skeletons
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“I never liked the winter...” Frisk sighed, running a hand over her own cold cheek with a tired frown lining chilled lips.
“Always too cold...”
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'.. Watch your step.'
“Relax Grillby, I know how to where heals down a st-”
No she didn’t.
As she jogged down the steps she tripped. The girl blinked in mid fall, utterly regretting her life decisions.
With a yelp of fear and a panicked flail, she reached out for Grillby before she went tumbling down the rest of the staircase.
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“Such a shame.”
“I love you.”
“Go to bed.”
“I missed you.”
“Don’t say that.”
“You’ll be back.”
“Oh my god.”
“Oh, shut up!”
“No I won’t!”
“Beg for mercy.”
“Don’t touch that!”
“Let’s go home.”
“I hate you.”
“You did what?”
“Just a taste.”
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Are you alright?”
“You’re my everything.”
“Are you finished?”
“Hold your fire!”
“You’re a coward.”
“No better time.”
“It’s a beauty.”
“Don’t drink that!”
“You’re so stupid!”
“Are you crazy?”
“Put it down!”
“Use your imagination!”
“I can’t go.”
“I’ll kill you!”
“Give it up!”
“Watch your step.”
“Let me die.”
“Want a sip?”
“Want a bite?”
“I smell something.”
“Are you happy?”
“Look at that!”
“Hold the door!”
“God damn it.”
“Say no more.”
“I’m not mad!”
“Is that smoke?”
“That’s not fair!”
“I’m not crying.”
“You did what?!”
“I did it!”
“Just take it.”
“Come on in.”
“That’s not good.”
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“YOU ARE PLENTY STRONG, FRISK.” He says as softly as he is able, stepping forward and settling two gloved hands on either of the humans shoulders. “AND NOT JUST IN A FIGHT. AFTER ALL, STRENGTH ISN’T ALWAYS FOUND IN BATTLE PROWESS.”
His smile doesn’t faultier as he leans down a bit, one hand reaching back for the trailing end of his scarf. Gently uses it to whip away the tears streaming down the others face.
“YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE AFRAID, FRISK. BECAUSE, WE- I MEAN, MYSELF SPECIFICALLY, AT THIS CURRENT MOMENT, AS I AM THE ONLY ONE HERE TO PHYSICALLY EXPRESS IT- HAVE YOUR BACK. NO MATTER WHAT TYPE OF BATTLE, WE FIGHT, TOGETHER!”
Frisk sniffled and lent against him some as he did his best to comfort her. He had too much faith in her....she didn’t feel strong. She murmured a quiet thanks as he gently rubbed away her tears. He was a light in her life others could never be...
“Th-...Thank you Pappy.” The brunette whispered before tugging him closer, keeping her beloved Uncle in a tight and much needed hug. He was too pure sometimes.
“I-...I’ll be stronger...I promise.”
‘i let you down.’
“FRISK, HOW COULD YOU HAVE LET ME DOWN, WHEN YOU NEVER PICKED ME UP? I AM STILL VERY MUCH STANDING! NOR AM I UPSET.”
“THOUGH, IF THERE IS SOMETHING BOTHERING YOU- AS THERE SEEMS TO BE, STRESS, IN YOUR VOICE- THEN, DESPITE MY LACK IN THEM, I AM ALL EARS!”
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