#classiccest

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🧡💙 PREORDERS NOW OPEN FOR LIVE, LAUGH, BONE 💙🧡

Live, Laugh, Bone: A Fontcest Wall Calendar Fanzine

💙🧡 NOW ON SALE 🧡💙 August 9 - September 6

ORDER HERE: livelaughbone.bigcartel.com

Get your copy of the scrapbook-themed, fontcest wall calendar and stickers!

EDIT AUGUST 30: ALL STRETCH GOALS REACHED AND TWO MORE BONUS STRETCH GOALS ADDED:

EDIT SEPTEMBER 6: ALL STRETCH GOALS REACHED

BUNDLE DETAILS BELOW CUT

CALENDAR ONLY OPTION $20 💀 Physical wall calendar 🧡 All 12 months of 2024 (48+ illustrations) 🧡 Art from 20 artists featuring different #Fontcest ships! 🧡 Scrapbook-themed 💀 PDF will be emailed directly before general public release

FULL BUNDLE $28 💀 Physical wall calendar 💀 Early release PDF 💀 Merch 💙 1" Fellcest Die-Cut Sticker by moto 💙 2" Swapcest Die-Cut Sticker by Ray 💙 3.5x2" "emitting SLIME it's just what brothers do" Sticker by Soul 💙 4x6" Outertale Lantern Festival Sticker Sheet (includes 8 stickers) 💙 Qualifies for STRETCH GOALS

STRETCH GOALS FOR FULL BUNDLE ORDERS 🦴 40 Sales* (UNLOCKED) - Fontcest Die-Cut sticker by beetle 🦴 50 Sales* (UNLOCKED) - Spicykustardpuff (Tale x Fell Bros) Die-Cut sticker by Ganzooky 🦴 60 Sales* (UNLOCKED) - Live, Laugh, Bone die-cut magnet by Soul 🦴 70 Sales* (UNLOCKED) - Swapfellredcest Bookmark by Ganzooky 🦴 75 Sales* - Fellcest print and January 2025 Calendar Insert by beetle 🦴 100 Sales* - Xtalecest Die-Cut Sticker by 0netype

* Sales assume "full bundle" sales or equivalent amount in "calendar only" sales

[theoncomingdoo-dah]

Here's the to do list

-Fanfics.

Currently working on: How Do I Love You? (Classiccest, based off an rp by myself and @glitchedcreations-oneshot-E rating)

To be written:

'Two halves of a terrible whole' (ExperimentAU --oneshot--Rated M)

'Retribution'- (Priest Gaster thing with skeleton brother altar boys. This is a terrible story. And it was a terrible rp with @glitchedcreations as well)

--A New Low (SansxPinkie Pie. Yes im being serious. Its porn without plot and also comedy. But i do legit ship this too. They're called PunParty. Freaking sue me--Oneshot--Rated E and also Y. As in whyyyy this)

--Larger projects

Swapbits (Chobits and Swapcest and a few other couples to be decided. This will be a multiple chapter fanfic)

--Maybe draw again???

--@victory-stargazer

There we go. My 'to do' list.

[canadian-buckbeaver]

Chapter One/Three - Fell’s Heat

Based off of the wonderful head cannon and art by @tajemniczepudelko

https://archiveofourown.org/works/8279069 The little, blue Sans known as Berry to his fellow Sans and Papyrus was quite busy in his and his brother’s, Stretch, kitchen.  Busy stirring the taco meat, careful not to let it burn, chopping fresh vegetables, shredding cheese and making sure that his homemade taco shells didn’t burn in the oven (again – today).  He wanted everything to be perfect and would have really appreciated the hand but… “PAPYRUS!” he called out to the living room where his older brother was sitting.  No response.  After waiting a little longer he tried again  “PAPYRUS!” Finally a small noise, a snort came from the couch.  “Hmm… yeah bro?” came the sleep-drunken voice.  Dang it, Papyrus must have fallen asleep on the couch again. Berry tried to resist the urge to groan into his bandana and stamp his foot.  Every Saturday the other versions of themselves across the universe visited one of the other’s house for supper and just to catch up, perhaps play some party games, plan some puzzles.  It was a lot of fun, especially when the Fell and Swapfell monsters got into the spirit of things.  This week it was Swap’s turn to host and already things were not going Berry’s way.

To start his day, his lazybones brother had woken up late and was late for work as he had even fallen asleep in the middle of breakfast.  He must have found where Berry hid his stash of weed – he only acted like this when he got into it.  Even the honey ran through his system faster!  After patrol Berry had asked Papyrus to go do the grocery shopping as Alphys had found a new move from one of her anime that she had wanted to teach him.  The move itself looked awesome on screen but provided to less than effective in real life.  After all, who backflips six times, jumps straight into the air, spins and then punches the ground?  Berry ended up with another dent in his armour when his foot had caught and twisted in a hole while attempting his first ever backflip.  He decided that he would practice those when snow wasn’t covering the ground.  Less slippery and easier to see any danger. Once Berry was home, he was expecting to see bags of groceries on the counter so he could just get started on cooking his famous tacos.  Unfortunately all he found was his brother, spread on couch snoring.  Before going to the store he had decided to have a quick bottle of honey and he had promptly fallen asleep on the couch!  To make matters worse the lid of his beverage was unscrewed and had steadily leaked as he snored.  After waking him up and giving him stern instructions on how to clean up his mess, Berry ran to the market.  Once there, he discovered to his dismay, that the market didn’t nearly have enough ground beef for him and everyone so he had picked up a small package of tofu (the clerk assured him that as long as he used plenty of onion no one would notice) and the rest of his list and hurried home.  Finally home and beginning to cook he pulled up instructions on how to properly prepare tofu he realized he had less than an hour to cook before everyone arrived. Throwing together his favorite taco shell recipe he quickly got those in the oven as they would need to cool before they could be used.  Kicking Stretch off the couch again he firmly sent him into town to pick up drinks for everyone: milk for Rus (Classic Papyrus), Cranberry (SF!Sans) and himself, ketchup for Comic (Classic Sans of course), mustard for Red (UF!Sans), vodka (UF!Papyrus) and barbeque sauce for Slim (SF!Papyrus).  Berry warned Stretch that he needed to do this or Berry would confiscate and destroy all his cigarettes.  Well that got his attention and finally made the lazy skeleton help. When he got back however he didn’t even help out by putting anything away.  He simply cracked open one of the extra honeys and sat down in front of the television.  Berry still hadn’t vacuumed, cleaned the kitchen or washed the bathroom yet. He felt like he was at the end of his rope. “Papyrus!  I need you to at least shred the cheese for me!  I need at least an extra pair of hands for here!”  Checking on his shells he carefully took them out of the oven and set them to the side so they could properly cool and not get in anyone’s way.  Hearing the couch’s abused spring’s squeak of protest, he allowed himself to release a sigh of relief.  Finally, maybe he could just get everything done before everyone arrived. Stretch picked up the cheese grate and began rubbing the cheese against, causing a shower of cheddar to land in the bowl beneath him.  Berry turned down the heat on the taco meat and tofu mixed and moved it to the back burner.  It didn’t look the best tasting, but it would have to do at this point.  He didn’t have much of choice.  Finishing chopping the lettuce needed for supper, Berry poked his head into the fridge for the peppers, only to find that instead of the sweet, red Bell peppers, the clerk had given him the hot Tabasco peppers instead.  Berry gave an audible groan and rubbed his skull.  How could he have missed something like this?  He knew what they looked like.  He should have spoken up and said something… “Heh.  Sounds like something is grating on your nerves there pal,” Stretch said, smiling and his continued shredding. Berry spun around, his eye lights ablaze in magic and his flush dusting across his cheeks.  “PAPYRUS!  NOW IS NOT THE TIME OR DAY FOR YOUR STUPID PUNS!” he screeched.  He would have let Papyrus know exactly how bad it was when the doorbell rang.  Berry checked the time.  Their company wasn’t due for another ten minutes!  Why of all days would they be early? Groaning quietly, he turned to his brother, “Just… just keep shredding the cheese please.  I’ll let everyone in and then I’ll finish up…” Stretch, realizing that something else was afoot, was smart enough to hold his tongue and simply nod.  He knew that Sans would talk when he was ready and, as the bog brother, it was his job to be there for him. Berry approached the door, smoothing his guard shirt and tightening his bandana.  He didn’t know why he was so nervous.  The Magnificent Sans was never nervous!  Taking a last, deep breath he didn’t need, he finally walked forward and opened the door. Immediately Berry felt himself being propelled back from the force of a giant hug.  “Berry!” Rus exclaimed, crushing the tiny skeleton in his arms, “Sans, err Classic, and I just couldn’t wait, we had to get over here as soon as we possibly could to see you and Stretch!  It’s been so long!” A low laugh sounded behind Rus.  Comic in his usual blue hoodie, shorts and slippers entered behind him and watched as his brother tried to squeeze the marrow out of the smaller Sans.  “Careful with him bro,” Comic told Rus, “or he’ll have to embrace his fate” Rus whipped his skull towards his older brother, “SANS!  YOU KNOW HOW BOTH BERRY AND I FEEL ABOUT THOSE TERRIBLE JOKES!  STOP IT!  I’M NOT EVEN HUGGING HIM THAT HARD!” “Heh.” Comic left the doorway, making his way into the kitchen.  “Just don’t juice him alright? Heh.” Promptly releasing Berry from his death hold, Rus followed after Comic, nagging him about his bad jokes and his ketchup habits. Berry had just recovered his breath when another two shadow loomed in front of him.  Blinking to clear his watery eyes he gasped at them.  Even after so many times of meeting them they still seemed so different, not like other versions of them at all.  More like completely other people. “Hello, Berry” can the harsh sneer from Cranberry.  Berry gulped looking at the far edgier version of himself.  There was no way he could ever, ever look that intimidating or nasty… right? “Hey Cranberry,” he said, wrapping the other in a huge hug before the other could push him off, “I hope you’re hungry for my amazing tacos!” Cranberry scoffed and pushed him off of him.  “Anything is better than my dog’s ravioli shit,” he declared, also walking into the kitchen.  Berry stared off after him.  Although just another form of him, he never knew how to completely read the other him. A quiet cough disrupted his thoughts.  Turning around he say Slim, Cranberry’s younger brother.  “Good evening, Sire,” he started, “may I come in?” Berry grinned and grabbed a hold of Slim, “Slim!”  He said, “How often do I need to tell you, it’s Berry!  None of this ‘sire’ stuff around here ok?”  All while wrapping him in his arms and giving a big hug to him.  All the Papyrus’ were special to Berry, but this one, this one was fragile.  He wasn’t sure exactly how he ended up the way he did but…  Berry opened his eyes as he felt gigantic hands wrap around him.  Was Slim, returning the hug?  That was a first.  Usually he panicked over any touch.  Perhaps he was starting to feel more comfortable around them, perhaps… “Yo.  Dog.”  Cranberry’s voice rang out.  “Kitchen, now.  I need you to pour me my drink and the other slacker of you was kind enough to get your favorite drink.  Let’s use some manners, alright and get the fuck in here?” Slim released Berry and gave a small sigh.  “Yes, my lord.” He said, he too leaving Berry alone in the doorway. Berry made sure that everyone was out of sight before he dropped his smile.  It was so hard to smile when it felt like everything was going wrong.  But he’ll get through it, if only for Pappy! Looking out the front and seeing no sign of the Underfell brothers, he closed the door and, reapplying his signature grin, made his way to the kitchen.  After all, the Magnificent Sans had tacos to finish! He chopped up his tomatoes and whatever he had left of his regular Bell peppers as he sipped his drink and talked with the rest of the group.  To his delight, after a long time of secretly pining for the other, the Tale bros were finally together as a romantic couple, not just as brothers.  Berry clinked his glass with the rest of them.  Sure, he would never see his Pappy in such a way but it was obvious that these skeletons cared about each other very much.  That, according to his dating guidebook, was one of the most important foundations in a healthy and happy relationship. “So who’s Dom?” Cranberry bluntly asked, ignoring the other’s outcries. “Well of course it is I, the Great Papyrus,” said Rus, “I initiated this after all and know exactly how to make him shiver and flush…” Comic stared down into his ketchup bottle, a dark flush on his cheekbones before nudging Rus to be quiet. Just as Rus started to exclaim to Comic that “Cranberry asked, it’s only natural that I be honest with him!” a frightful banging sounded on the door, almost enough to cave in the door. The rest of the group went silent.  There was only one skeleton that could be that loud and obnoxious. Berry hopped down from his chair and once again found himself at the door, the immense knocking sounding again.  Ripping open the door he grinned even wider, “Red!” he cried out, “it’s so good to see you!” giving the other version of him a gigantic hug, one that had him squealing in shock and flushing red across his face.  “Pappy is in the kitchen and he has fresh mustard for you.  Shoo!” he said, pulling the other one in and towards the kitchen area.  Stretch and Red had become a couple just a week prior to these meetings.  Berry didn’t mind, he thought that they made a wonderful couple.  That and it made more time for another monster… “Fell!” he exclaimed, hugging a leather bound leg, “Fell, I missed you.”  Fell was one who Berry had been pining for.  When they first had met the other versions of themselves Berry had been quite enamoured by the tall skeleton.  He met all his standards!  A hard worker, a member of the Royal Guard, a great chef… the list went on and on. There was one problem though. Berry felt Fell’s clawed hands grasp the knotted part of his bandana and pull him off his leg, hauling him level with his jagged skull.  Fell’s red eye lights looked him up and down, his scowl deepening.  “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME, RUNT!” he yelled, causing Berry to wince at the high volume so close to his face, before tossing Berry carelessly to the ground in the general direction of the kitchen. At his cry of pain his Papyrus came running.  “What the fuck, Fuckfell?” he demanded, crouching by Berry who was lying on his back. Fell snorted.  “HELLO TO YOU TOO, SHITFACE.  I SEE THAT YOU STILL HAVEN’T TAUGHT YOUR BROTHER ANY MANNERS.  SUCH A DISAPPOINTMENT.  THEN AGAIN THESE VISITS ALWAYS ARE.” “Then why do you keep coming?” Stretch asked, helping Berry sit up.  Stretch’s orange pupil flaming as he started to heal Berry.  “Seems like you and everyone else would be so much happier if you just stayed away from the rest of us.” Fell snorted.  “AS MUCH AS I WOULD LOVE TO INDULGE YOU AND THE REST OF THE MERRY GANG OF MISFITS IN THAT, SOMEONE AROUND HERE HAS TO MAKE SURE THAT RED ACTUALLY MAKES IT HOME, AND THAT THE REST OF YOU DON’T DRINK YOURSELVES INTO A STUPOR.”  Walking past the Swap bundle in the floor, Fell took care to step on Berry’s fingers, once again causing him to cry out.  He sneered down at the gentle Berry.  “DON’T GET IN MY WAY AGAIN, WELP.” He said, walking around the Swaps and making his way towards Red. Slim blocked his path.  “I believe you owe an apology to the sire, to Berry I mean.” He said, his own eye smoking a paler orange than Stretch’s. Fell scoffed at the display.  “WHAT’S THE MATTER, DICKFACE?  TRYING TO MAKE A STAND?  GET OUT OF MY WAY BEFORE I USE YOUR TEETH TO CLEAN MY BOOTS.”  His own eye, smoking a deep red. Slim stood there, staring Fell down.  “You want to get to your brother?  You’re going to have to play by my rules, ‘Boss’…  I think you forget that it is not you who faces the human in the judgement hall, not you who faces them as their level rises to twenty, well over your pathetic fifteen.  And it is to me that they human loses to countless times before they are able to carry on with their destruction.” For another moment they simply stared at another.  Berry had never heard Slim say so many disrespectful things at once.  Usually he treated Fell like a larger copy of Cranberry.  Surprisingly, Fell turned to Berry.  “SORRY,” he hissed out, before turning around to Slim.  “NOW GET OUT OF MY FUCKING WAY.” he growled. Slim nodded and moved, allowing Fell to flounce around him and pick his usual place behind Red. Berry was helped off the floor by Stretch, carefully avoiding everyone’s eyes in case they saw the tears. Luckily, Rus had the perfect distraction. “BERRY, UH IS ANYTHING BURNING?” “AHH!  My taco meat!” * * * * * The taco meat saved, the group of them sat down around the dinner table enjoying the friendly, if tense, atmosphere as Berry passed around the vegetables and other toppings for his tacos.  He brought out the other drinks for the monsters, each of them nodding a quick thanks.  All except for Fell who scoffed at the brand. Feeling his soul grow heavy he sat down between Stretch and Slim.  What did he expect would happen?  Fell had made it clear numerous times that he was not the tiniest bit interested in the sweet monster.  Carefully filling his taco as the others chatted and grabbed their own food.  He listened and rolled his eyes as Comic and Stretch made pun after pun, causing the rest of the table to groan or snarl.  He took a careful bite of his taco, trying not to spill any, as Cranberry began discussing the new training methods he was using for the new, incompetent guards. And realized he made a terrible mistake. Oh real meat and tofu should not be mixed together.  Just as he went to call out a warning to the others, it was too late.  The chorus of coughing filled the air as Berry’s face went deep blue and he hid his face in his bandana. Cranberry was the first to comment.  “I take back what I said earlier.  My dog’s ravioli is better than then garbage.” he said, spitting his bite out into a napkin. Stretch quickly responded, “It’s… very interesting brother!” swallowing hastily. Rus: “WOWIE!  A NEW RECIPE?  YOU ARE A VERY BRAVE AS WELL AS MAGNIFICENT BERRY.”  Comic nodding as his own eyes watered.  Berry saw the taco on both Comic and Rus’ plate disappear as his eye glimmered. Slim placed a gentle hand on his spine.  “You did good Berry, much better than any of mine.” However Fell’s comment struck him straight in the soul.  “THE REST OF YOU LOSERS DON’T HAVE THE BALLS TO TELL HIM?  ARE YOU SERIOUS?  FINE.  YOU REALLY ARE NOTHING BUT A WASH-UP, AREN’T YOU BERRY?  I WOULDN’T EVEN FEED THIS TRASH TO THE DOGS!  UNLESS THIS IS A CLEVER SCHEME TO ATTEMPT TO POISON US ALL, IN WHICH CASE, CONGRATLATIONS! …  YOU FUCKED UP, WHAT A FUCKING SURPRISE!  TRY COOKING WITH A LITTLE MORE FREAKING SKILL NEXT TIME, RUNT!” The tears which had threatened to run down his cheeks disappeared at Fell’s comments. Berry stood up, his chair crashing to the ground in his haste.  “You know what Fell?  You should at least be damn grateful that you are safe here with us and with food in front of you that can be guaranteed isn’t poisoned.  You can be sure that the vodka you drink, isn’t rat poison.  Hell, you didn’t even have to lift a finger to help eat today, which would have been different if you had stayed home.  So you know what Fell?  Take your comments, and fucking shove them up your ass!  Cause no one wants to hear them!”  Berry took hold of his plate and threw it against the wall behind him, splattering taco and porcelain everywhere.  He spun around to where the other monsters were staring at him, in disbelief.  Berry throwing food?  Berry swearing?  Unheard of! Berry glared at the lot of them before walking around the table to the front door, slamming it shut behind him.  Stomping out into the cold, winter evening he realized that the wind was blowing snow everywhere and his battle body did nothing to help protect him. Walking back inside the rest of the monsters still stared at him in shock.  He flushed an even deeper blue and muttered, “Forgot my coat,” before grabbing his jacket and making his way outside again, tears now freely flowing down his cheeks.

[livelaughbone]

💀🧡 Live, Laugh, Bone: Project Announcement and Contributor Lineup 💙💀

Live, Laugh, Bone is a 2024 Fontcest Wall Calendar Fanzine featuring 20 artists. It will feature 48+ SFW pieces of various fontcest pairings, including many AUs!

Contributors will be introduced over the next two weeks, so keep an eye on our blog!

💀🧡 See our carrd for more info! 💙💀

[livelaughbone]

💙 Live, Laugh, Bone 🧡 Bundle Options & Prices

Live, Laugh, Bone, A Fontcest wall calendar, comes in two varieties:

(1) Calendar Only ($20 USD*)

(2) Full Bundle option ($28 USD*):

3 stickers (Fellcest planner/birthday sticker, Swapcest plushie sticker, "emitting SLIME it's just what brothers do" sticker)

1 Outertale Lantern Festival sticker sheet (8 stickers)

Qualifies for stretch goals (2 stickers, 1 magnet) (Fontcest hugging sticker, Spicykustardpuff sticker, & Live, Laugh, Bone magnet)

ORDERS OPEN AUGUST 9 - SEPTEMBER 6 livelaughbone.bigcartel.com

*Not including shipping & handling costs (listed below the cut ⏬)

Shipping Costs (USD): US: $6 Canada: $10.50 (Zine Only)/$14 (Full Bundle) International**: $12.50 (Zine Only)/$14 (Full Bundle)

**We cannot ship to some countries, and some countries may have increased shipping costs.

[livelaughbone]

👀 Information about the project goes out August 2!

@utfandomevents thanks for the reblog!

[livelaughbone]

🧡💙💀 Live, Laugh, Bone 💀💙🧡 Stretch Goals

Live, Laugh, Bone, a Fontcest Wall Calendar Fanzine, opens orders TOMORROW!

🧡💙💀💀💙🧡 Check out our stretch goals:

40 Sales* - Fontcest die-cut sticker by beetle

50 Sales* - Spicykustardpuff (Tale x Fell Bros) die-cut sticker by Ganzooky

60 Sales* - Live, Laugh, Bone die-cut magnet by Soul

Help us achieve our stretch goals by ordering a copy of our fanzine from August 9 - September 6!

🧡💙💀💀💙🧡

You can preorder your copy at http://livelaughbone.bigcartel.com when sales open!

* Sales assume "full bundle" sales or equivalent amount in "calendar only" sales.

[livelaughbone]

🧡 Live, Laugh, Bone 💙 on Sale from August 9 - September 6

Are you ready to Live, Laugh, Bone? 🦴

Our scrapbook-themed, 2024 Fontcest wall calendar fanzine, will be available in our shop in 1 WEEK! Orders are open from August 9 to September 6!

Check out our previews of the zines which will be posted over the next few days 👀

[livelaughbone]

💙💀 Live, Laugh, Bone 💀🧡 Sales Open in 3 Days!

Come check out the holidays we've included on the calendar!

🧣 You can see the full holiday list and request changes/additions here: https://docs.google.com/document/d/1o1MTwDowPN5PcGKFFkSphFVsmP24lJSzYGd9GmRAZlU/edit?usp=sharing

See something missing or want to request a change? Follow the instructions on the Google Doc to request changes!

You can preorder your copy at livelaughbone.bigcartel.com when sales open!

[livelaughbone]

15 Days Left for Live, Laugh, Bone Preorders!

Only 15 days left to get your copy of Live, Laugh, Bone: A Fontcest Wall Calendar Fanzine!

Our full bundle comes with three fully funded stretch goals. For our listings and merch info, check out our listings below the cut!

https://livelaughbone.bigcartel.com

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Thank you for reblogging, @utfandomevents

[livelaughbone]

SECOND STRETCH GOAL UNLOCKED

heh, boss, check it out: we reached the second stretch goal. looks like we'll be having a good time after all.

NOW UNLOCKED 🔓: Spicykustardpuff Die-Cut Sticker designed by Ganzooky

We're ONLY 9 ORDERS AWAY from our third stretch goal 💙🧡❤️🖤

[livelaughbone]

🧡 First Stretch Goal Unlocked! 💙

SANS! OUR SALES ARE HIGHER THAN OUR SINK!

Now included with every full bundle order: This Classic Fontcest Die-Cut Sticker designed by beetle 🐞

We're only 9 ORDERS AWAY from our second stretch goal! Order your copy and get your own wall calendar and stickers!

💙 Preview our bundles here: https://www.tumblr.com/livelaughbone/725188190047240192/preorders-now-open-for-live-laugh-bone

🧡 Preorder your copy here: https://livelaughbone.bigcartel.com

[livelaughbone]

THIRD STRETCH GOAL UNLOCKED!

PAPY, DID YOU SEE? MWEH HEH HEH! WE'VE UNLOCKED THE THIRD STRETCH GOAL! wowie, you could say our love is magnetic now. PAPY!

With your support, we have unlocked our 3rd stretch goal! The Live, Laugh, Bone magnet will be included in every full bundle!

Want the full bundle now that all stretch goals have been reached? Check out our store at livelaughbone.bigcartel.com !