shorixarts

[shorixarts]

Been a hot minute there huh ?

I think by looking at the art you can tell how burnt out I am 🫠

To say I'm not happy about it is an understatement cuz I'm massively annoyed

On a good note there's a UI/UX course thing I signed up to ( it's starts today and the consequences of my decision is catching up to me but there's no backing down now 🥲)

And a few projects in the making where we'll see which will make the cut to post about

In the meantime feel free to ask about said projects or any undertale au ( that doesn't mean I'm doing art requests)

Or lore dumb about your stuff If you need someone to fan girl XD

[shorixarts]

THE UPDATE HERE !!!! GO READ!!!!

| The Most Dangerous Game is BACK | 💙 🔪 💔

.

.

.

Chapter 19 is out now and YOU (🫵🏻) get to read an excerpt! Yay!

—

It is snowing in Boston. It snows and the sky is grey like smoke. The snow speckles her dark hair. Her eye lashes. The cold pinches her cheeks pink. She is a muted blot against the grey sky. Against the flurry. She is smiling. 

There are three. 

They walk in tandem. 

Suffocating in the snow. The snow, grey like ash. It burns where it touches. Her flesh is covered in ash snow. It sticks to her. Her hands are white. Her hands are bone. She is smiling. 

There are two.  

She turns. 

“You think I’m pretty like this?” It is a question, but she says it like it’s fact. 

Indisputable. 

“I like when it’s just us.”

The snow is burning. 

Her throat purples. Her eyes are bloodshot against the white sky. Her throat blossoms. A big red flower. She is smiling. So big, and red is leaking through her teeth. Spilling down her chin.

“I’m art now.” 

There is one… 

The snow is stained red… 

The crimson flower grows. Pulses. It is well fed.

.

.

.

>> READ THE NEW CHAPTER HERE! <<

(If... If you want to... I know you do ~)

[shorixarts]

❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Echofell - Frans

[shorixarts]

Look at the amount of red flags

Beautiful XD

Amazing work as always Coco 🫂❤️

{ BADTALE } by @shorukarts

{ VIRUS!SANS } by @mrs-jo4ckiee

{ T M D G } by @the-writing-mobster

I hope everyone like it ✨

Enjoy✨

[shorixarts]

Give Felicity a hug !

| *ੈ✩‧₊˚ To the Stars & Back *ੈ✩‧₊˚ | Chapter 7 Excerpt | 🤍 ~ 🦢 |

.

.

.

It was five in the morning when her bedroom door creaked open. Felicity’s breath hitched. She went limp, bleary eyes fluttering shut. Her heart beat loud in her ears. 

Through the netting of her canopy, Christina stood, silhouetted by the dawn. 

All thought ceased. Her bitterness evaporated. It was only them. The rhythm of their breath, just out of sync. And when the foot of her bed groaned quietly beneath this… stranger’s weight, Felicity was ashamed at how fast her love rushed back. How it spilled into her bitter heart. Poured down into her stomach until she felt nauseous. 

Her leg tickled with the sensation of Christina’s timid fingers tracing circles into her skin. She ached. 

Please stay. 

Felicity wanted to reach out. To entangle her fingers in her mother’s grasp. But she was frozen. She was caught in the meadow with a deer she didn’t want to spook. 

This moment didn’t last. 

Her bed creaked. Cold air replaced the warmth her mother left behind. Her door clicked closed once again, and once again… Felicity was alone. 

Alone. 

-------------------------------------------------------------------------

[shorixarts]

Friendly reminder: if you're looking for a good underfell fic

THIS IS THE ONE !!!!

It will seriously get you hooked I finished it in 2 days

| What Do You Want? | Revised Chapter 9 Excerpt |

🫀

He rounded the corner of the stairs, and the aroma of coffee hit him. He furrowed his brow. Usually he was the one who made coffee, Papyrus was principally against it. 

Which meant she was in there.

A spark of excitement shot through him and he tried not to grin at the idea of fucking with her for his own amusement.

Wouldn't that be a nice way of starting his day off?

Sans leaned against the wall and watched her as her delicate fingers twirled the contents of his coffee cup. His eyes narrowed, suspicious alarms going off in his head. 

After all... if she was doing what he thought she was doing... There had to be a reason. And none of them were good. 

His feet carried him silently through the kitchen... He watched with malicious fascination, the curve of her back go straight, her hand going still... 

Sans figured she'd finally sensed his presence. 

He halted in his stalk as she spun on her heel, and he noted that those pouty lips flickered into a nervous smile. Oh? 

This oughta be good. 

"Good morning sir…” she breathed, as if the words were practiced. The thought made his grin go sharp and he blinked slowly at her, like a cat staring contentedly down at its prey as it trembled before it. A gesture for her to continue her little charade at confidence.

“Oh yeah, uh... I made you some coffee... As a truce.” Her words, her voice, all laced with sugar. 

She was up to something. He stifled a snicker at the fact she must've been trying to gain back some kind of dignity. 

"How precious," he purred back, but he didn't reach for the mug.

The little brat probably found rat poison. 

"Don't worry sir, it's just coffee," she said, her lashes batting innocently.

Sans could've sworn he'd told her that kind of bullshit wasn't gonna work on him... Although, he'd be lying to himself if he said he didn't want to see how this would play out...

A small smirk pulled at the corners of her mouth, hmm... and Sans watched with piqued interest as she brought the cup to her lips. 

He shifted, his eyelights sparking as she sipped his coffee in front of him. Huh... He tried to ignore the enticed shiver that ran down his spine. 

She shoved the mug into his outstretched hand and leaned against the counter with wide, innocent eyes. Beckoning him to drink. 

He glanced down at the coffee, then back up at her before scoffing. Can't say I'm not entertained. With that thought, he allowed himself to indulge in her little game. 

And there it fucking was. 

Salt. 

The little pest had salted his coffee. 

A soft laugh escaped him, his eye lights sparking with amusement. Finally... 

“Well that's just hilarious,” hummed Sans as he reached over her, listening to her breath hitch as he set the mug down on the counter with a dull, thunk. 

Obviously, it was an attempt at getting back at him, and he could imagine how late she must've stayed awake psyching herself up for such a ballsy little stunt. That idea alone might've settled his mind. Hell, he might have even laughed it off...

There were certainly parts of him that found it funny...

Maybe even a little charming... 

But...

“But you're gonna remake it,” he uttered.

She was getting too comfortable.

This wasn't like when she'd spit at him. Snot and tears staining her face.

No, now...

Now that she had a nice, little room, and now that all she had to do to earn her refuge was sweep a few floors and clean a few dishes?

She was going to walk all over them. 

And who else could he thank for such reckless confidence than his own dust and marrow? Papyrus... That weak-willed, little narcissist...

Her body trembled beneath him. He could feel her shake... But she lifted her chin up to meet his eyes, her lips going taut into a puckered purse of pent up defiance.  

“No. I don't think I will,” she breathed up at him, her eyes sparkling with some misguided triumph. 

His jaw clenched at the blatant show of disrespect. If he let this slide... this little stunt of hers would only be the beginning. 

“What did you say?” he murmured and she sucked in a taut breath as she prepared herself to say it again. He met her gaze. 

Big, brown and terrified. 

He stepped closer and she flinched back, a sharp whimper escaping her. 

“Sans.” 

Papyrus's voice sliced through the kitchen, cutting them apart. 

Sans stepped back, a dog called off the chase with nothing but a sullen grimace on his face.

Frisk's breath shook and Sans could hear her heart thud against her ribcage as he shot his brother a dark look. 

Finally, he let out a scoff of a laugh and waved away the tension. “We were just dickin' around,” he said with a light hearted grin, and Frisk gave a nervous laugh of her own. 

“Well it's dragging on time. What did I tell you about needing to be on high alert today?” 

Sans didn't care to be reminded. As he and Papyrus fell into line, sparks of contempt flying between them, Sans sent a look at the little woman haunting their kitchen. 

Why give her the satisfaction of a win? 

He sent her a malicious wink, and before he slipped past the arch he delighted himself in seeing the way she swallowed the terrified lump in her throat. 

It would have to do for now. 

.

.

.

[shorixarts]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeee 🤭

They're so cute , thank youuu ❤️

You can tell I got lazy right after lol. Hope you like it ❤️

Requested by @shorukarts

[shorixarts]

More requests ✨✨

@cjhern1109 here's your lovely Sona 🩷

✨❤️❤️✨Fell! Frans requested by @stacycpr 💜 and @miartey 🩷

[shorixarts]

I humbly request swap frans art pls 💙❤️

Seriously thank you for requesting them it gave me the motivation to finish this one XD

[shorixarts]

EMERGENCY COMMISSIONS

NEED TO GET THROUGH MY EXAMS

My DM's are open

Prices are negotiable

3/10 slots pending

Pay through paypal

[shorixarts]

Shhhh-they're hiding from undyne 🤫

[shorixarts]

You have caught a cute human 😉

[shorixarts]

~ So baby , let's get messy let's get all the way undone ~

inspired by Blackpink Rosé stunning look in Messy MV 💙💙

[shorixarts]

LOOK. AT . HER !!!!! 🤭❤️❤️❤️❤️

| Divine Intervention | an original Mafiafell AU by yours truly ~ | Frisk Fitzgerald | 🔮 |

.

.

.

If you have any questions or art requests for my Mafiafell AU, Divine Intervention, my inbox is OPEN for business! ((Just remember this is an entirely new take on Mafiafell and is NOT connected or inspired in any way to/by Sooner or Later.))

But yes! Let's have fun with this girlinas, because I am so excited about this AU! It's been a long time in the making!

[shorixarts]

Some old sketches of BT! Sans

[shorixarts]

⚠️ THIS IS A NOTICE TO ALL FRANS ARTISTS ⚠️

As some of you are aware, there has been several accounts leaving inappropriate requests and harassment. This document linked here is all the evidence of gathered with the help of many artists and friends who have encountered these accounts.

Suffice to say, these accounts aren’t actually individual users but one awful person who makes many accounts to harass others, be it requesting inappropriate Frans art or bullying off Non-Frans shippers

Check out the document to see further details and what signs to look out for to IGNORE, BLOCK, and/or REPORT this user.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/1F3HHPNZQRMFPZc8EbHeNZ70XSTjsYrTcKV8X03k3BCE

And finally to you, the User, when you read this and plan some sort of petty harassment campaign for outing how awful of a person you are, I’m just going to leave this message here:

“Dudaba que no supieras cómo pedirle fanarts a otros artistas de Frans. Pero cuando vi que intimidabas a quienes no eran fans de Frans y acosas a Stacy y a Triangle Cat, te perdí todo el respeto. Así que solo rezo para que madures y te olvides de tus "amigos" de Tumblr. De verdad, le rezo a Dios por tu alma, pero no te has ganado ningún tipo de perdón. Y si tanto te gusta Frans, dibuja a Frans tú ​​mismo, porque ya no esperes nada de nosotros”

- CJ the Opossum

[shorixarts]

EMERGENCY COMMISSION I need to pay something soon. Slots are 0/10 DM me in discord or tumblr i'm open