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Still can't believe that i drew this thing before 🗿

This must be called Dumb time trio ;DD

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Shame is for the weak!!!

Huh.. I guess he dropped the shy act entirely

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I was going to color this with a background but backgrounds are especially hard for me so i was def procrastinating abt it

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"defense bust" got me so fucking hard 🤣🤣🤣

Ooo can I get Sans and Papyrus (separate) with a s/o with big tits who likes to tease them with them?? :O

THIS IS SO FUNNY this prompt had me giggling

i wish i had big knockers someone trade with me quick

[nothing NSFW but definitely suggestive]

Undertale!Bros with a busty S/O

Sans

Someone needs to say it: Sans stands at perfect motorboating height.

If his S/O is well endowed in their chest, you can bet he's riding those waves whenever you give him the chance.

Boob jokes. Holy fucking boob jokes. A never-ending goblet of boob jokes in your direction.

"you're my breast friend." "what's your bra size again? you gotta jog my mammary." "good to know my jokes aren't a bust."

Okay but imagine he's sitting down and you come up behind him and just like. Put your boobs on his head. Bro is the happiest man in the world ("i've been booby trapped").

When he hugs you from behind (which he certainly will as often as possible), he doesn't even try to aim for your waist. Those bony arms are wrapping right around your tits.

Sans is definitely putting on your bra to make you laugh.

He loves it when you wear something low cut and he can see your bra peeking out. Especially if it's something with lace. It really makes him sweat.

Tease him like this, and you'll be paying for it later.

He will take every chance he can get to brush against them. Reaching for something on the other side of you, stretching his arms out and just so happening to graze them, he's not terribly subtle.

Sans will unabashedly stare at your chest with zero shame. "My eyes are up here." "yeah i know." (he keeps staring).

Papyrus

Cleavage destroys this man's ability to function. Papyrus can hardly eke out a sentence when your chest is on display.

He also stares, but entirely unintentionally. He is very, very distracted.

"Hey, so I was thinking--" "I'M NOT OGLING YOU."

When he catches himself staring, he'll make it a point to not look at you at all. This results in conversations with him where his back is fully turned to you.

If he's too distracted, he'll tie his scarf around you to make you a little more modest for his own sake.

One tight, close hug is enough to make his entire face, from his cheekbones down to his cervical vertebrae, burn a bright tangerine hue.

Of course, this won't stop him from crossing the hug length threshold from "Long Yearning Embrace" to "Awkwardly Long Hold Bordering On Hostage Situation."

Papyrus always asks for permission to hold them (consent king). He is mesmerized by how soft they are.

He paws at and plays with them like a cat batting at a toy. He likes it when they jiggle.

Early on in your relationship, he did very innocently ask you what the tactical advantage of your chest was. Despite a very clinical explanation, he still thinks they give you a defense buff to your torso.

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“i wouldn’t do that” “i wouldn’t say that” “i wouldn’t wear that” “i wouldn’t kiss them” too bad you pedantic dorks, you’re not the one in control here.

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Heavily advice you all to read this, it's weird and creepy in a good way.

AmalgaMATE

A scenario where Reader is an amalgamate of several different Reader souls, and is hopelessly in love with an interpretation of Science Sans. Contains themes of body horror and horror tropes in general. Reader is..pretty much every concept of gender under the sun-

🧪Part 1: me and the amalgamate i pulled by being a punny guy 🔒

🤍Part 2: Soulmates?!🤍

if people are interested i'll explore this concept more :)

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📖Fairytale Series🪄

A series of miscellaneous fairytale-based scenarios featuring your favorite skeletons. Some may have connections to others!

🗡️Assassin!Red/Mage!Reader🪄

⚔️Knight!Blue/Reader🎶

👑King!Nightmare/Ruler!Reader(Start of a Bad Sanses series)💢 (fairly lacking in content I gotta do more with this ^)

🌹King!Dream/Ruler!Reader (An alternate timeline to the former concept)🪄

i will make more of these if interest is shown :)

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I showed this to my dad (like I usually do for pretty art)

He says it "looks like Eldenring last boss" (he's an avid souls like player)

And I must agree, it's really pretty and terrifying at the same time ❤️💕

Ref and the art

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Tumblr is not allowing me to give a like, so I'm reposting it just to show how cool it is

Can you draw papyrus flexing his "muscles"

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Xreader - short - Error - not proof read

Error was upset- no furious!

He wants to destroy the next au he comes across! Any time of glitch would do too! He just needs to stop feeling like this!

Like... He is useless against his own body, like there's no hope for this.

After finally finding someone that actually likes him, weird glitches and all...

He feels... Powerless, against himself.

Error isn't blind, he can see their need for his touch, how they go to grab his hand but stop, how even when they are sleeping on his beanbag, they jump out of it when their head was almost touching his shoulder.

He hates that he's like this, but- it just doesn't stop!!! And OH MY ASGORE!!!! Has he tried!

When they are awake they always refuse to force him to touch them, so he only tries when they sleep, try touching their hand, their feet, maybe just breath the same air almost touching, but not really.

Nothing works, Error really really wants to touch them, their neck, their pretty cheeks or just pet their head, let them sleep on his shoulder or hug him, but he can't, not now... Maybe never.

That only fuels his dark thoughts of them leaving him, so... After knitting when trying to relax, he has an idea!

Of course he did! He's a genius! A long sleeve shirt, touching but not quite, baby steps, and soon

He will have all the cuddles!!!!!! Muahahahaha hahahaha!!!

this took me an embarrassingly amount of time

he thinks hes a nonchalant deadhead but hes literally not

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So, so, so— afterdeath to destructivedeath pipeline, yeah?

With little teensy Goth.

Reaper meeting Error and romancing him and all of this, Error slowly beginning to love him, because he loves Error despite the fact that he's not Geno anymore, but moreso, he starts to feel guilty for lying to him. He feels guilty for knowing Reaper's coffee order, his favorite snacks, remembering them all after all this time, guilty for having spent a lifetime with him, that he simply chose to ignore.

He sits Reaper down and talks to him about it, lost of crying, lots of careful kissing, lots of promises and boundaries laid out.

It only seems right to Introduce Error to Goth, now. But, Error is so nervous. So scared Goth won't forgive him for disappearing, even If he couldn't help it. (Goth is like 6 or 7 now) Reaper talks away all his fears, reassuring him and comforting him, and they come up with an idea...

Reaper: hey kid...

Goth: dad's home!!!

R, scooping him up in a big hug: hey dove!! Hi! Sorry, work was long today... And I had to go and get someone...

G, curiously: get someone? Who?

R: in a second, dove.

He laughs, before thanking Blue for looking after Goth today. Reaper walks over to the couch and sits Goth down.

R: you know how I met someone special, a little while ago?

G: yeah, you met somebody you love!

R: yeah, yeah I did. Just like I met your Papa, and loved him.

G: oh.

R: you okay?

G: you don't like to talk about Papa.

R: no, no, I just... Miss him sometimes. And that's not a bad thing. People, they come and go. And sometimes they come back. Sometimes they don't. But, if they come back... Things are always different.

G: why?

R: well, people, they change. And grow. And sometimes, to change and grow, you have to be away from people. Even some people you really love.

G: like... How Papa went away?

R: yeah, like how Papa went away...

G: ...

R: Goth, do you know how caterpillars become butterflies?

G: oh, yes, they... Make a cocoon, and go in it, and then they become a butterfly!

R: that's right! But, it takes time for caterpillars to become butterflies.

G: how long?

R: weeks, sometimes.

G: gasp that's forever!

R: snickering yeah, well, people are just like butterflies. But going into their cocoon to grow... And change... It takes even longer. It takes years, sometimes.

G: years? But... That's so long... Won't they get sad?

R, tearful: they get very sad sometimes, yes. But we need to be sad to grow, sometimes. Your Papa, he went away because he needed that. And he was sad without you, and me, and the people he loved very very much. But, that's what he needed to grow and change.

G: he... He did? So... He became a butterfly?

R: yeah, he's... Very different now. He doesn't look the same. Just like a caterpillar doesn't look like a butterfly. And he doesn't act the same, just like Caterpillars don't fly and butterflies do, and his name is different, just like a caterpillar is called a Butterfly when it comes out of its cocoon. But one thing stays the same, do you know what that is?

Goth shakes his head, frowning

R: he is still your papa. And your papa loves you, more than anything in the whole multiverse.

G: do you promise?

R: it's not my place to promise.

G: oh...

R: do you, want to see him?

G, looking nervous: ... Are you sure...?

R: sure about what, dove?

G: that... Papa still loves me.

R: I'm never been more sure of anything, bud...

G: I... Want to see him.

R: Error, you can come in.

The door opens, and Error hesitantly steps through. He looks to Reaper first, and when his eyes fall to their little souling, tears come to his sockets.

Error: Hey, dove.

G: Papa?

E, walking over: yeah...

G: you're... Like a butterfly now?

E: yup, just like a butterfly.

G: do you have wings like dad now?

E, snickering and sniffling: no, not quite... I look pretty different though.

G: your skull is all better!

E, outright crying now: yeah, it is.

G: do you feel better now?

E, sitting down on the coffee table: I feel all better now.

G: ... Then... Why are you crying?

E: because I missed you... And I missed your dad, and... I'm happy I'm home.

G: are... Are you going to leave again?

E: no, I'm never going to leave you again.

G: do you promise?

E: cross my soul, I'm not leaving you again. I promise, little dove.

Error holds out his pinkie in a gentle offering, smiling a little.

G: your hands are colorful!

They take the offered pinkie and the promise is sealed.

E: yeah, they are.

G: ... Can I have a hug?

E: yeah... Yeah, always.

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Uhhhh quick thing to get me out of artblock,,, au where Brothers turn into a tree 🙂‍↕️🙂‍↔️

Next order of business is the final dtiys doodles, and a few silly things I have planned 😳🤭❤️❤️

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One shot

Not proof read - self indulgent - xreader - just came up with it - short

After the Anomaly ended the universe Sans though he well... Wouldn't be thinking that much, that it would just be black and... Nothingness, but here he is...

Where- where is "here"?

He couldn't move that's for sure, but he could feel his soul, and hear... Something- no! Someone crying, and oh my god-!

Gravity is shifting so he's being moved! Where is he being moved to!?

Wait! He's falling! He's falling from a very high place! If he falls he's going to die again! Sans doesn't want to die! It hurt the first time! Help! Someone! Anyone! I don't want to die!

**puff**

The floor felt cold.

"oh no! I'm so sorry Sans!" Someone said, someone is calling his name with such a sweet tone...

He opens his eye to see a gigantic human, frowning at him, tears stains on their face.

They picked him up with so much care, brushed some dust from him and... Hugged him... Very close to their chest.

Their heart beat was strong, and it seemed to be slowing down.

"I'm sorry Sans, just because I'm sad doesn't mean I can abandon you and leave you on the top shelf" he felt a kiss to the top of his head.

The love and compassion pulsing from their soul was intoxicating, intense, but in a good way, like being smothered by blankets on the coldest day of the year, after a warm meal by a fireplace, he almost felt like crying, like he belonged there all along.

When the human parted the hug he observed them well.

Since he had only seen one other human it was hard to pinpoint a gender or age to them, but oh, their hands were perfect for loving, it didn't matter the size or if it had strange bumps or missing fingers, the intent was clear, they were sorry he fell on the floor, they wanted him to feel better, they wanted to make sure he was alright.

Wherever this... Bedroom is, and whoever this person is, it's clear to Sans that... They love him, with their whole being.

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After the genocide run, the human did not make a deal to begin everything again, they were happy to end everything, Sans soul somehow ends here

Basically Sans goes from his universe to ours, but on the body of a Sans doll, the cheap ones that you get from AliExpress

No idea of where I was going, just looked at my own Sans plushie and thought about the times I cried and hugged the shit out of him.

Open to suggestions, kinda liked this one.

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Breaking my unplanned hiatus because I am legally required to celebrate Fresh's birthday!

Fresh belongs to @loverofpiggies

Happy 89th birthday in cat years!

A bit of old bonus content under the cut!

The Heelys saga inspired by my experiences getting actual real life heelys:

Swapping them but not in a parasite way

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UGh...Nightmare...Well ok://

💖🌹🙏🙏🐞🐞🐞🐞

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okay bet