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I swear. People will blow up over the dumbest things, and cancel people at the drop of a hat. Sometimes I think the online community just wants to find things to be mad about. There's wayyyyy better things to get mad about, but y'know, those things they can't dismantle and get their free dopamine over 'taking down the big ppl'. Don't they just realize they're censoring people? Like, doing big corporation's puritan scrubbing for them?

Smh miss me with this straighty shit.

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Megalosomnia Sans/Reader Characters: Megalosomnia Sans (Undertale) - Character, Megalosomnia Papyrus (Undertale) - Character, Reader Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Megalosomnia (Undertale), Megalosomnia, Baggs, General Papyrus, Dr Baggs - Freeform, Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), Hypnotism, Hypnosis, Mind Control, Enemies to Lovers, Comfort, Sensitive bones, non-canon

~~~ NEW CHAPTER!

You and Dr Baggs clear the air over breakfast.

The doctor intends to make good on his promise.

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they didnt give me a penis because i would be so good at having boners i would literally win every boner compatition and thats why they were tooooo scared

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Me: I'M GONNA WORK ON ONE OF MY UNFINISHED FICS! Me: [IMMEDIATELY GETS SIDESWIPED WITH THE WRITING MUSE TO WRITE A BRAND SPANKING NEW 2,000 WORD FIC] Me: ...

WHAT THE FUCK?

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Not me getting feels here.

Me realizing that Red and Dirge have more than a corrupt Judge Eye in common.

The both of them have had direct damage to their SOULs that SHOULD have killed them, and WOULD have killed normal monsters.

But The Judge Eyes kept their SOULs from destabilizing to the point of Falling Down.

Dirge/Nemo surviving their SOUL splitting in half from severe trauma and mental breakdown from accidental murder.

And Red surviving Soul Sickness*1, having been S/A'd in retaliation to someone's brother being locked up*2.

The two seem like they get on each others nerves more than not (mainly Dirge getting on Red's nerves), but they both bond and have a recognition that the both of them have been through some shit that the others can't even imagine.

And thus they open up about the really fucked up things they've seen, been through, and done to each other.

Just HGNGFJJDHGFD THESE FUCKING BOYSSSSSSS I want to squeeze them they're so bromo with each other.

*1 An insidious illness in the SOUL caused by a destabilization of the SOUL's sense of SELF, spreading and damaging the SOUL the more it goes on unchecked and untreated. If untreated, eventually leading to a slow and painful dusting.

*2 an act which is extremely extremely illegal in Underfell for the exact reason of causing 'Soul Sickness'. Literally will be shanked for even mentioning wanting to do it to someone, due to the societal understanding of how fatal it can be for their species.

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love when fictional men are so devoted to their partner it makes them dangerous and insane. very slutty behavior keep it up king

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This song has been stuck in my head for the past week and every time it makes me want to write or draw Baggs-- Just, the lyrics make me think of him SO MUCH??

JUST???

I am not normal about this man I swear.

At the very least, it helps me with my creativity. Art block exploitation hack; Draw the blorbo, draw the hyperfixation. Draw silly meme shit just do it.

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I think my favorite ship with my OCs would have to be Meara and Iktatra.

You have your hot goth ass cat girl who's actually a terrifyingly powerful demon, who can work blood, flesh, and bone like literal putty. And literally is tasked to hunt down escaped souls and drag them back to hell. But, she's one of the most chill people out there and is actually a total loser who drapes herself across couches and passes out, and thrives on a diet of pizza and Jack Daniels.

And then you have the soulless collection of cells that came up with an identity for itself, Iktatra. Who is hot ass pastel egyptian weaboo cat girl (or fox girl? who knows, it's Tats.) that is intersex by choice and quite proud of what she has. She essentially entertains herself by collecting up as much genetic materials to sequence as possible, and internally uses her body as a contained laboratory to test out certain replicated chemical compositions on other replicated chemicals or materials.

And like Meara, looks are deceiving. Iktatra looks classy as all get out, and speaks in a way that implies high society, but literally eats garbage and carrion, and is ridiculously blunt with flirtations. "Oh! Are you asking to see my Five Dollar Footlong, dawring~?"

And these two disaster women are dating each other.

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Me thinking up ship names for The OT3

Me: Hmmmm how would I spin it with their flavor assignments? Hmmm, Cotton candy Melon Cherry?... CherryCottonMelon? Fuck it let's go with that yeeeeee.

Me: CCM. If you rotate the middle C, uh oh. Uh ohhh~. :3

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One of these days I need to draw the "And so... They were both bottoms" with Sonia and Stretch. They're both so cinnamon roll switch that neither of them would be able to figure out who would top.

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The anatomy is hot garbage but this is for stupid silly meme shit anywho so https://www.tumblr.com/boneheadboner/782344609251639296/if-its-not-too-late-what-would-baggs-reaction?source=share REFERENCING WHAT I SAID HERE

I decided to actually draw one of those stupid ideas.

Let's face it, Baggs is living the life while Sonia is being a worry wort and panicking over falling on him.

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I finally get the gumption to draw and what am I doing with it?

Stupid meme shit again.

Let's goooo

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More silly thoughts

The skeletons go out drinking at Grillby's for some fun, Baggs tags along to make sure no one gets... TOO drunk.

Nine drinks later (encouraged on by Red and Blue) Baggs is a fucking mess.

Sans decides to kick up the jukebox and pick a random song for shits and giggles. Danny Kayes' "I’ve Got a Lovely Bunch of Coconuts" starts playing. Sans trying to hold back from giggling like the gremlin he is.

To everyone's surprise, Baggs perks up and starts freaking singing it, thinking it was a perfect night for karaoke and this is a song he knows.

Red gets all lovestruck and joins in.

Blue gets ENTIRELY too excited by this; "YUP I SHIP IT"

And Sans is wheezing in laughter at the completely unforeseen events that have unfolded.

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A day in the life of Ornax Trinvalle

CW: Puntable Cocky Robot Man, Human on Robot action, Saucy content (vagg and oral kind), Ornax being a fucking idiot.

Here you guys go. As promised, this is the "I'm going to throw out my 'worst' to see how bad my worst is." writing I mentioned. Be forewarned, the grammar might be atrocious.

I MAYYY come back and fix it post release. But here y'all go!

Soft silken moonbeams shone in the window, illuminating a tanned body, glistening with sweat. Naked and bare, rocking in motion with the body of silicon and faux fur below her. Each drop of sweat dripping onto the midsection of the robot beneath her, fizzled and steamed from the heat.

"G-Goddamn, Crissy… Hahh~… You're so good for me, baby~…" A suave voice, tinged with metallic tone, cooed to the panting human upon his hips.

Beyond words, her moans cascaded like a symphony of waterfalls, lined with blissful want— No, need. Her hips rocking more feverishly as that sensation of pleasure rose to a crescendo.

There was beauty in this, in an organic's ecstasy. How their bodies clenched down, how their brains drowned in sweet dopamine as electric signals of pleasure shocked through every nerve endings. A biological display of fireworks, so beautiful.

And with a few flexed pistons, making that firework display extend. His shaft rotating to rub a specific spot inside his sweet fleshy partner, and vibrating. Making those screams of ecstasy grow as she cried out his name. One of the many things Ornax had as a perk over human partners; The Best Dick Ever. Not officially named such, but his creators' work to scientifically create the most satisfying penetrator had always gotten a 10/10 with every partner he slept with.

Length, extension, vibration, rotation, expansion, his cock was a literal gift from the sex god… Or, from two frantic scientists who barely had human contact, really.

The best part? They took the needs of the one attached to such a masterpiece in mind; a positive-reinforcement system rigged to the panels inside his member. That translated pressure into pleasure.

Slowly he eased the vibrations, smoothing his hands along Crissy's beautiful derriere, softly breathing warm exhaust into her ear. Crissy softly moaned, panting as her hands slowly parted from his back. "Oh god… That was… W-Wow…" "B… Baby… Baby I'm so close…" Ornax grunted, squinting his optics in desire. Crissy paused, panting for a moment and looking at him in surprise. "Wait, you— You have orgasms too?! Holy… Is there anything you can't do?" the woman expressed in shock.

Ornax gave a cheeky little smirk. "… Well, I can't hold back from shooting off, if you put those beautiful lips around my cock~…" he purred.

She stared at him for a moment, before a smirk grew on her lips. Sliding herself off of him, feeling her pussy ache in a desire to be filled once more. And bringing herself down to rest her breasts around that delicious warm rod, jarring a gasp out of the robot who owned it.

"Ohh fuckkk~… That's way more than I expected~…" Ornax grunted, biting his lower lip. Crissy's impish grin was telling of her intentions. "Oh, I'm just getting started, baby~." she said, with a slight teasing tone. One of the very first things he said to her when flirting.

Ohhh, feisty. Perhaps he should be tipping her.

Crissy gently swirled her tongue along the tip of his cock, paying special attention to the slit at the tip. Ornax hissed a bit of steam out of his mouth. His internal fans kicking up into overdrive.

"Tha… Woah, who's hiring who again…? I feel like I should be paying for this~…" Ornax chuckled, feeling himself inching closer and closer to that 100%. Crissy took the tip into her mouth, moaning in delight as she sucked hard. Fuck, she really knew how to use her mouth… Damn, and here he thought nothing topped that smile of hers. And to make matters worse, she squeezed those beautiful breasts around his shaft. The increasing the pressure on his shaft caused an immense feedback to his pleasure receptors. 95, 96, 97—

"Ah…! A-Ah…! H-H-Holy shit, I uh… W-Woah I'm— I'm almost…!!" Ornax cried out, arching his back. Crissy did not hold back, bobbing her head down to take more of him into her tight, warm, wet, deliciously organic throat. —[[{{WARNING}}]]— —[[{{WARNING}}]]—

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Ayeuuup he expected this one, he was experimenting with something in the output chambers, 98, 99—

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Wha— OH FUCK RIGHT—

Ornax quickly grabbed onto Crissy's head and gently pushed her off enough that he wouldn't be in her throat.

100%

Crissy's eyes widened, before a confused look came across her face. Her cheeks puffed up for a moment, before she pulled back on her own. Coughing a bit, and looking down at his cock in confusion. She could see some of it, clear as day, scattering onto her chest.

… Skittles???

Ornax's grunts slowed from being of pleasure, and more attempts to hold back from laughing. Once the shocks of pleasure died down, there was nothing holding his dorky laughter from errupting from his mouth.

"Hahahahah!! Oh my god it workeddd!! This is the best day ever!!" Ornax cackled, seeming more like a hyena than a rodent. "Ohhh man, I'm so sorry, Crissy…" he half-heartedly apologized.

"Wait… Y-You can like… Change what you cum out…?? Like, you can do like, liquids and stuff??" Crissy asked, sounding more inquisitive than offended.

Ornax blinked, looking down at her. Before he gave the goofiest grin. "Well, ya see, it's supposed to only dispense fluids. But I got it to dispense Skittles. This is incredible…"

Crissy gawked a bit. "It is incredible… Is that why you charge—"

"That is exactly why I charge so much, baby. But, for you? You're getting a discount, absolutely." Ornax confirmed.

"… So if I tell you, that I have 55 gallon barrel of… Milky colored lubricant—"

Ornax cuts her off. "I can absolutely see if I can get an adapter to see how much we can make fit in you, yes."

"…. When's your next opening?" Crissy pointedly asked.

"….. Tuesday work for you?" "Tuesday, I have a meeting…" Crissy sighed.

Ornax hummed, letting out a bit of steam exhaust. "…. Howsabout Thursday?"

"Thursday works for me!" Crissy confirms. Giving a little smirk as she gets off the bed. "Do I get a discount on my next visit too~?"

"'Course!" Ornax grins back. "It's not every day a 'bot like me gets to help an organic with filling some holes~." He gives a little wink.

Crissy smirks, rolling her eyes. "You're giving me more skittles after I get out of the shower" she comments, before heading for the bathroom.

"'Course baby~. You can taste my rainbow any day~." Ornax comments.

And idly dodges a balled up shirt.

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I am writing stupid porn of an OC

To push myself past this little issue of being shy about writing certain things.

I am not going to check it for issues, I'm posting it first draft I swear to god. And y'all will get to see how my tenses wind up hopping around in my writing and how the struggle with that is freaking real.

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I fucking love this.

My dumb gremblin brain; Baggs when Sonia is running up to him, and trips. 1 second before impact.

If it’s not too late - what would Baggs’ reaction be to seeing a determination soul (with the power to save and reset) for the first time since he learned to fear determination and time-altering abilities?

Pure terror

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Sonia teaching Papyrus female anatomy hands-on

cw; NSFW

Sonia: [Flustered and naked, trying to educate Papyrus about human anatomy] Uhm... A-And if you just... Lightly pull back here, um... On th-the labia majora, and the c-clitoral hood... Um... I-It helps p-push out the clitoris some... Papyrus: .... I'M SORRY, YOU'RE JOKING RIGHT?? Sonia: [Confused] N-No? Um... W-Why do you look mad...? Papyrus: .... THIS IS A RUSE, THAT LITTLE BEAD RIGHT THERE CAN'T BE IT, RIGHT? [Idly poking it] Sonia: [Biting back moans] Hhhahh... Um... N-No, that's it... B-But um... Papyrus: ... IT'S THAT EASY TO FIND. Sonia: Y-Yes? Um... I t-thought that was a good thing, w-why are you mad? Papyrus: ... I'M NOT MAD, SONIA. I'M PISSED. HUMAN ARTICLES WENT ON ABOUT HOW THE LOCATION OF THE CLITORIS ELUDED MOST HUMAN MEN!! AND HOW SOME MEN QUESTIONED THE EXISTENCE OF THE SENSITIVE WOMANLY BEAN, TO THE POINT OF DENYING IT'S EXISTENCE!! Sonia: [No longer worried... But is now trying to hold back from laughing] O-Oh... S-So you're upset it was... E-Easy? Papyrus: EXACTLY!!! I HAD EXPECTED TO HAVE TO SEARCH THOROUGHLY, TO BRAVE THE LIKES OF VAGINA DENTATA AND WEAVING MAZE-LIKE PATHWAYS WITH MY FINGERS TO FIND IT DEEP WITHIN A CHAMBER!!! NOT JUST... PULL BACK A BIT ON SOME SKIN AND IT PEEKS OUT TO SAY 'HELLO'!!! Sonia: [Is wheezing, trying SO HARD not to laugh] O-Oh my god... I-I'm so sorry, Papyrus. This must be so disappointing. Papyrus: IT IS DISAPPOINTING, BUT FOR FAR DIFFERENT REASONS THAN YOU THINK! DO HUMAN MEN SIMPLY LACK FINGER STRENGTH? IS THAT IT? DO HUMAN MEN JUST NOT EXPLORE A LITTLE BIT??? ARE THEY TERRIBLE AT THE SIMPLEST OF PUZZLES??? WHY DID THIS LITTLE BEAD EVADE THEM FOR THAT LONG, SOMETHING SO SIMPLY EXPOSED BY JUST ASKING??? SONIA WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING, THIS IS SERIOUS???