" They atleast still in your body? "

I'm used to the taste of blood in my mouth.

And you will fight. But when you fight, you'll fight alone.

" ..Cher. I'on'think basically anything we know is in 'i can say this without looking buttfuck insane' territory. "

no tag. i'm fucken' tired man all i'm gonna say is that this account exists, i wanna use it at some point, and. yeah. i dunno.

Amy 🌸 I love you all. each and every one of you — please do not forget that. If you want to talk to me, please message me, I am very open. I only want what is best. Take care of yourselves. You are never alone, because I am here. Do not forget that. I am still not ok, but I will be.

Let's try to heal from this and wish the best for Kane, Navi and Dami. I know we can do it, as a community. I believe in you all. Everything will be okay again. So long as the sun shines, it stands as proof that things can — and will get better. I love you.

~ [ELECTRON] ~ i. feel shit not saying anything even when i don't feel like anything i have to say is particularly worthwhile but. god i hope kane's alright and if nothing else i hope friends and family can recover. please take care of yourselves, whatever that takes

UK Samaritans: 24/7 Availability & free support for anyone in distress, call 116 123. Shout Crisis Text Line: Text "SHOUT" to 85258 for 24/7 text-based support. US Suicide Lifeline: 24/7 support, similar to Samaritans. Call 988 SAMHSA National Helpline: 1-800-662-HELP (4357)

~ [ELECTRON] ~ 4:45 am... i'm conking the fuck out all i'll also say is that i AM kinda considering a noelle account. as in the deltarune one. don't think that'd be very popular but hey i kinda bounce between non-roxy muses anyway

block this tax writeoff. please.

Message for @launchbasezone.bsky.social @eggempiremaster.bsky.social Respectively. I'm done. No OOC tag. Please watch to the end. Leave me, my family, my girlfriend and everyone alone.

{ NC } WHY ARE . GIRLS FUCKING. GOD BLESS THAT THERE AREN'T ANY *BOYS* AROUND INTO ME, OR I THINK I MIGHT JUST. FUCKING DIE. AGAIN.

" - " [ The sputtering leaving her mouth, combined with the rapid heating up of her face, implies that she does, infact, agree that it's, as one could put it, 'kind of' cool. She just groans, burying her face in her hands. ] " (You're fucken' with me. You're so fucken' with me.) "

mary 🔔 DOUCHEBAG OUT OF CONTEXT PART 1. . . . .

" YES???? I?? " [ Confused, frantic hand motioning. ] " Ames, what the fuck is- Am I getting punked?? /What???/ "

" ..n- No? No, that's like- A thing. That people say. Have you. Never heard someone say that??? "

" ..I uh. No thank you? I'm. Pretty sure I can handle it without that. "

[ ... Yawn. ] " ..So, li- " [ She immediately topples over, lands facefirst in the dirt, and passes out. ]

[ ..She's immediately dusting herself down, more out of embarrassed instinct than anything, and she clears her throat. ] " ..yeah. Yeah, I mean- " [ ..Snnrk. Her mouth curls up into a sharp little smile, and the second she can, she's drifting back to playing it up like usual. ] -

~ [ELECTRON] ~ this woman is literally the smoothest motherfucker to ever live and she's literally soooo good at speaking words you don't even knowwww

" I- Uh-.. " [ . . . Deep breaths. It's just talking. You can do talking, Mitch. ] [ She shrugs, turning her gaze away so as to atleast make things.. somewhat easier on her brain to process, and a hand comes up to rub at the back of her neck. ] " ..You're uh. You're not. That'd.. -

" I. Uh. It's??- " [ A flustered laugh barks out, by mostly no choice of her own. ] " N- Nahhh! Nah, y- you're uh- It's- I mean- If you're comfy, s'whatever. I don't- I mean. S'not a big deal. " [ ... Her voice is shaking, but she isn't exactly making any move to leave. ]

[ - ] [ WHAT. She is. Violently stunned into silence, eyes wide and face red. ] [ ' 𝘖𝘬𝘢𝘺??? 𝘖𝘒𝘈𝘠???? 𝘜𝘔?? 𝘈𝘓𝘙𝘐𝘎𝘏𝘛??? 𝘚𝘜𝘙𝘌?? ' ] Her hands are stuck up like she's half-convinced she'll be bit for this somehow, and the rest of her is dead stiff. ] [ ' 𝘖𝘒𝘈𝘠. ' ]

" (I got nothin'.) "

" ..The point you start makin' the noises, I think. " [ speaking from experience, are we. ]

... ..🍒.

~ [ELECTRON] ~ random as fuck but i had a dream that i was cooking in my grandma's kitchen before she got there (which. for some reason it was connected to my living room and my parents were there??) and far more hilariously i remember writing here in the dream. and i don't know WHY but roxy-

" i hate every second of this. "

" ..You opened your mouth and I already wanna jump into the arms of the nearest freak that'll make it hurt, so. Sure. "

[ . . . Pretty sure she knows what that means. She rubs the back of her neck, waving her other hand. ] " Nnnnahhh. Nah, I'm pretty sure it's good. You can handle it, girl. You got it. "

" ... Uh. Not.. really? I'd probably eat that shit immediately if I did. "

[ ..blink. Blink. ] " ..I. Thhhanks..?- "

a- ..oh. . . . uh. sick. okay. yeah. alright.

WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN MEAN

[💀⚡] " Mitchell magic, babes. " [ Without missing a beat. .. There IS an immediate processing of the words to come out of her mouth, but she just raises the finger guns higher and makes a small 'chk-chk' noise. If she doesn't think about it, it can't hurt her. ] " Y'know. For a friend and stuff. "

[ ..A faint, affirmative hum. Her hands stay planted neatly in her lap, and her eyes staying fixed outside. It.. dawns on her that this is probably the first time she's /been/ in /a car/ since everything happened. ..Things like that slip your mind, when every day is another round of tag, that ends-

[💀⚡️] " . . . I'll make it happen. " [ Finger guns. Girl fuck you mean ]

[ ..Again, there's a moment. Just.. staring, buffering, processing. It. Why? That doesn't. ... She just sighs, slipping herself into the vehicle and shutting the door delicately. That.. reflects across her entire demeanor, once she's in. -

[💀⚡️] " ..Yeah. Yeah, you should. Like. Personally. ... Birthday present? You have a birthday, right. "

" . . . " [ Blink. ] " I.. uh. " [ ..There's a split second, genuinely just.. stood there buffering, before she's scampering behind to keep pace. ] -

" ..Coolawesomegreatalright. " [ It all flies out on a breath of relief. ..Was like.. 90% sure she was gonna get mauled, honestly. ] " I'd uh. Say I can cover, but. Y'know. Don't really get paid to get slaughtered all day. Unfortunately. " [ She shrugs. ]

[ ... ..s. slow. hand raise. wow. um. ] " ..Can I come. I'm a- I'm one of those. "

[ ... Just hearing her name like that makes her stomach twist. God knows the touch doesn't hurt. It feels like her entire body runs stiff as a corpse, and a warmth wiggles its way up her neck and face properly. ..It renders her silent for a moment, a moment that feels like it drags on forever-

you will never be clean from sin. rotten children don’t deserve heaven.

bludgeoned, and beaten; broken, and defeated. mother, do i make you proud of me?

" . . . Yeah. " [ Immediate, quiet. Filling the void. ] " ..That'd be nice. That'd be real nice. ... " [ ..A quiet foot tapping, thinking. And, with a quieter sigh, she turns her gaze away. ] " ..Y'know. If nothing else, like.. I'd stick with you. If we did get out. " [ A small shrug. ] -

" ..feels like it. " [ A single nod, just.. tired. ] " ... Y'know. That- Fuck, we're doin' this, whatever- " [ Breathe in. Her eyes drift over. ] " Cherry? Like, /honestly/. You think we're ever getting out? No bullshit, no nothing, just.. Do you /actually/ believe it. "

[ A breath, like she's going to speak, and her entire body language suggests something of her usual caliber, and yet.. ] [ ..She just sighs, crossing her arms and slouching into them. ] " ..Yeah. " [ No fire, no nothing. ]