Playing With Heartstrings

Playing With Heartstrings

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What if, in another life, there were monsters? What if, they were your friends and family? Would it be interesting? Probably, but humans are scared, we are always scared. We shame others of different skin color or religion. What is to say that we wouldn't do the same to monsters? Monsters would be kind yes, but they wouldn't roll over and take the punches they would fight back. You (Sidney) are in the world of mafias and gangs trying to protect what little you have left. What if the monsters who were there from the start become more then just friends? What if there was family? Go on the adventure through Mafia!tale where You (Sidney) falls in love with Sans the Skeleton , how you get there well, you're just going to have to read to find out now won't you? Come see how the world changing through your eyes and how the world seems to become clearer and darker at the same time as you lives through sorrow, happiness, hope, fear and redemption. ~The reader is name and has a description, updates Sundays and Wednesdays. Enjoy~
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(Adult Lazarus here - I wrote this when I was like 14 years old. Forgive me.) Sometimes life gets to the point where you feel like you're a paper airplane. One minute you're soaring, feeling as if nothing could ever get you down. But then the next thing you know, you're falling slowly and nothing that you can do can possibly help you. You end up falling and crashing into whatever's below you and the heights that you had once reached. Then it starts all over again - becoming a vicious cycle. Someone picks you back up and throws you, making you soar yet again. But then they watch as you fall, not stopping you or saving you from the hard impact you meet with the ground. The process repeats itself over and over and there's no way you can stop it. After all, you're made of paper - you're delicate, fragile. You're thrown, you soar, you fall, you're picked back up, then it happens all over again until you break - becoming bent and broken from your head to your toes. Until you crash so much that you're ruined - then you're thrown away. At those times, you know that you at least have one person who will fix you. He calls you his queen, as any king would whilst in power of the empire you both strive to build together. This person is your home - your empire. - #6 in Quotes [03.12.21] - #2 in Sans [10.21.21] - Undertale does not belong to me. - Artwork/Music does not belong to me. - Also, I apologize for any of the spelling errors. I type quickly and so I do not really realize if I misspell a word or two. Sometimes I do go back and edit out the mistakes with spelling and such.

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