I can't be the only one who ships Sleep (aka Remy) with Other Side Of The Pillow. Like excuse you? He doesn't even have a name? Have you seen him?! We're about to change that
His name is now Otto. He's hot. And you can do nothing about it
The stale air is choking. There's a scent like rotten petrichor, dead leaves permeating this space.
"are you sure about this? you'll die. you get that, right?"
She stands with resolution in her gaze, but her hands shake in their fists. He knows how scared she is. He doesn't understand how she could go against the instincts of her SOUL this way. It's written all over her face. "I don't want to go. I'm scared."
"It's worth it." She mutters. When the Queen's heavy paw rests on her shoulders, she turns away. There's a soft glance backwards when they exit. That bright purple gaze, winking like starlight in the shadows. He can't breathe. Something shakes in his ribcage, settles like a cold, icy fist. "Tell Papyrus I'm sorry."
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Angel doesn't notice his awakening. Too busy giggling over something she's read on his phone.
[image description: chibi marker art of sleep/remy sanders sitting at a lavender table, he has a grey hair clip of three z's in his brown hair, and his hands are folded in front of him, his eyes are full of stars, he's wearing a black leather jacket, and he has a speech bubble to the right of him that says "go to bed, thomas", on the table in front of him are a pink sleep mask, his sunglasses, and a coffee cup that has a 'remy' label on it]
since i can't find any good remile stuff right now (aka i am lazy and nothing is speaking to me), i am writing the remile content i want to read. this is the blessing of being a writer.