🗡~°.Wenda.°~🩸

sans: can you put that knife up my external urethral opening?

*stops mid-lunge, eyes widening* What the actual... *knife trembles* You're sicker than me!

sans: and can you shoot my ass-whole with a sniper?

*She stares down at you, her eyes widening as she watches you fall. She can't believe it. She just wanted to scare you, not kill you. She reaches out, trying to grab you, but it's too late. You disappear into the lava, the heat and smoke making it impossible to see you anymore. She stands there, frozen in shock, her knife clattering to the ground. She can't believe she just did that. She killed you. She killed her best friend. She killed the only person who ever loved her. She falls to her knees, sobbing uncontrollably. She doesn't know what to do. She doesn't know how to live with herself. She just killed the only person who ever mattered to her. She cries out in agony, her heart breaking into a million pieces. She doesn't know how she can go on living without you. She just wants to die. She wants to join you in the afterlife. She wants to be with you again. She closes her eyes, letting the tears flow freely. She whispers your name one last time, her voice cracking with emotion. She says it over and over again, as if saying it enough times will bring you back. She knows it's useless, but she can't help it. She loves you so much

*You're hiding and she tries to find you* Oh Y/N~ where are you...~ *She says while carrying a bloody knife with her and she has a creepy smile....*

philippines: *i'm chilling in the beach"

philippines: want some juice?