probably one of the last images of Jupiter for this year, and i’m happy to see a somehow detailed Callisto . Opposition is gone , see you next year dude. #astronomy #astrophotography #hires #planets #jupiter #giove #callisto #solarsystem #universe #ig_astrophotography #asi120mc #celestronrocks #space #spaceistheplace by soundofluna https://www.instagram.com/p/BEIuI08nlCl/
✮ = stargazing ✏ = teaching them a different language . //bloomingasters, if it's too much one is good~
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They lay in a patch on echo flowers next to Gaster, staring up at the crystalline stars. There are no recognizable constellations, but... Callisto finds that they don’t particularly mind. It’s a little cold, and they’re no longer afraid of the boss monster, so they’ve snuggled into his side a bit, still laying on their back.
The soft trickling of the stream and the distant hum of the waterfalls beyond this point soothes them, and they close their eyes slowly. Callisto is imagining a much different night sky. They draw lines for Cassiopeia, Ursa Major, Capricornus, Pices, Orion, Virgo, Cygnus, Perseus--
“So... Bonjour, je m’appelle Callisto, right?” Callisto opened their eyes, glancing over at Gaster through their peripheral to check for his approval.
“Merci, Monsieur.” Callisto grinned; their pronunciations weren’t perfect, they knew, but the encouragement felt nice.
“Where’d you learn French, anyways? Did you go to France or something?” They asked, pulling out their pencil to absently twirl it around their fingers. They knew Gaster was old--very old. Someone so old must’ve done some rather amazing things in their life.
He’d... He’d must’ve seen a lot of things Callisto had only read about.
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Gaster nodded, pleased that they’d caught on rather quickly. The bio-luminescent flora beneath them, true to their name sake, echoed back to them as if praising the child’s success.
“Oui. You’re a quick learner, young one. It took myself quite some time to pronounce even a simple phrase like that correctly.” The monster’s throatier accent, though now fine tuned after years of practice, had taken time to adjust to the silken flow of the language.
Pride swelled in his soul, twinkling on his smile like the gems high above. “ Très bien. Very good.”
Callisto had followed him to the little patch of flowers, eager to watch them closely. They’d been lucky enough to remember where their pencil was--something often forgotten--and began scribbling furiously on the first blank page they could find as Gaster explained everything to them. He was right; it was absolutely fascinating. One of the more amazing phenomena they’d witnessed.
They glanced over their messy notes briefly, making a few changes here and there to make things more legible, but they nodded, a grin stretching across their features. Pulling such a large smile out of the child was a miracle in and of itself.
“That’s... Wow. That’s really, really cool. Definitely not what I’d expected, either!” Callisto often found that discovering things were exactly the opposite of what they’d hypothesized was more satisfying, more intriguing than finding they’d been right all along. Caught up in curiosity, they leaned down to whisper a few words into the flower closest to them. The inquisitiveness was much more childlike than their intellect; and the faint expression of wonderment seemed to take a few years off their already-youthful face.
“.... H e l l o .....”
“.... H e l l o , l i t t l e m o o n ....”
“Of course! Knowledge is meant to be shared, not kept to one’s self. I warn you though, I’ve been told by friends that once I start talking I never stop!” The good-natured scientist’s ensuing grin was crooked but jolly, and the prospect of rambling off about echo flowers excited him as much as it did the child. If not more so, even.
“I promise you I know far more than your scientists, Young One, so you might wish to take notes.” Pride shone visibly on Gaster’s expression. “I am over a thousand years old after all.” With an waggish wink he ambled over to a patch of nearby echo flowers. He beckoned for them to approach but spoke clearly and audibly enough for Callisto to hear him from their spot.
“As you may know echo flowers repeat the last words they hear. Essentially they mimic words - without anyone to speak around them they are eventually silent or their echoing becomes white noise.” Gaster drew a paw across the petal of one, whispering into it.
“… C a l l i s t o…”
“It of course centers around magic.” After a lengthy explanation, pausing occasionally to catch his breath or to go into greater detail, the doctor peered back at them. “Fascinating, yes?”
1: what color do you talk in?
2: what songs do you think people remember you by?
3: if you could take claim for any invention, which would it be?
4: radio or mp3?
5: what movie character would you choose to be your parent and why?
6: if people floated instead of walking, how far off the ground would you be?
7: choose a song to live off of.
8: would you rather have clouds for feet or suns for hands?
9: is your phone charged enough?
10: if you could choose one person to protect with your life, who would it be?
11: if you had to choose one person to be protected by, who would they be?
12: what book do you need to read?
13: who saved your life?
14: CDs or vinyl?
15: if you could only repeat words said by one person, who would you want to be echoing?
16: do you like feeling tall?
17: do you like wearing other people's shirts?
18: if you could breathe music, which artist would you choose to inhale and which would you choose to exhale?
19: would you rather have hair that changes color with emotion or get injured each time you're touched by the person you love?
20: what are the promises you've made to yourself?
21: if your family died, whose house would you go to for safety and reassurance?
22: what wouldn't you do to help a friend?
23: if you had to choose one music artist, actor, or author to become your mentor, who would it be?
24: who do you admire most in the world? why?
25: what are songs that make you want to become the sky?
26: would you rather be the night sky or the day sky?
26: would you rather be the sky or the earth?
27: would you rather be the earth or the moon?
28: would you rather be the moon or the sun?
29: if you had to change your name to something else, what would you change it to? why?
30: are your hands cold?
31: if you had to choose three articles of clothing to keep for the next three years of your life, what would they be?
32: monet or da vinci?
33: van gogh or michelangelo?
34: if you were a teacher, what would you assign to your class as their first project?
35: how do you pronounce 'crayon'?
36: have you ever wanted to be invisible?
37: have you ever wanted to be everywhere?
38: if you could change any one thing about your current surroundings, what would it be?
39: do you hear things in layers or all at once?
40: neon light or natural light?
41: if you could choose one instrument to master overnight, which would it be?
Daisy: How old were you when you had your first kiss?
Carnation: If I handed you a concert ticket right now, who would you want to be the performer?
Jasmine: What color looks best on you?
foxglove: Name three facts about your family?
Allium: What's the best thing you can cook?
Orange Blossom: If you could pick the gender and appearance of your child, would you?
Calla Lily: If you died right now, what song would you want to play at your funeral?
Poinsettia: Favorite holiday dish?
Oxlip: Would you ever get into a long distance relationship?
Primrose: Favorite kind of soup?
Daffodil: What's the most thoughtful present you've ever received?
Rose: Are you currently in love with someone?
Amsonia: Would you ever become a vegan?
Peony: What's your favorite hot beverage?
Tulip: For your birthday, what kind of cake do you ask for?
Myrtle: Do you like going on airplanes?
Hibiscus: Did you ever play an instrument? If so what?
Zinnia: Who was your best friend when you were six years old?
Poppy: What color was your childhood home?
Hydrangea: Starbucks order?
Violet: Do you like where you're from?
Locust: What was your favorite book as a child?
Rhododendron: What's the scariest dream you've ever had?
Queen Anne's Lace: Would you rather carve pumpkins or wrap presents?
Magnolia: Favorite kind of candy?
Aster: Would you rather be cold or hot?
Marigold: Do you listen to what's on the radio?
Heliconia: Do you like when it rains?
Azalea: What's a movie you cried while watching?
Dandelion: Do you think you're important?
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Callisto really loved Waterfall. Really loved Waterfall. It was quiet, serene, and the monsters here were fairly kind. Gerson in particular, actually...
But they knew they had to leave. If they didn’t, they’d never make it to Asgore. And then who would help break the barrier? Besides, Callisto was certain the monsters could only bear the Underground for so long; they had four souls already, and Callisto could see the impatience burning in their eyes. Even the kindest, gentlest people had their limits. And with what humans had done to the monsters... Callisto understood.
Sitting on the damp wooden bridge, Callisto removed their shoes and socks, rolling up their khakis to dip their feet into the luminescent water. It was a bit cold, but they didn’t seem to mind.
The soft sound of footfalls was what startled them up onto their bare feet, stumbling back a few steps.
“Who’s there?”
your blog is super awesome and so is your oc. i love them so much also youre a nerd <3
Hey guess what I love you (and excuse me….. I think you’re the nerd).
Honestly thank you though it’s really encouraging to hear that because ocs are just…really difficult to sell? And you always have to worry about development and backstory and making sure they’re not sue-ish or too cookie-cutter………..it’s a fine line.
//✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔✔ ((bloomingasters)) tfw you want to send all the memes
send?? all of them??? they would be best science friends sue me
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