#zerif.exe

[ask-the-riders]

War: Can I go see my boyfriend?

Zerif: No

War: Why???

Zerif: Chores before Whores

War: B-

Zerif: Dishes before Bitches

War: Why are you like this?

Zerif: Cutting Grass before Giving Ass

[skelesinners-r-us]

Let’s try W for side characters! Pick one of each from the lake dwellers, NecroTale, or Othni’s team (not including Othni)

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

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((I gotcha, dude 👌 I'll see what I can do for ya XP))

All of the lake dwellers are very much into food play and biting (even Anteros, even though he just started off as a Lust variant and then kind of,, ascended and became a deity after a while). If there's food involved, they're immediately game for whatever's going on

Of Necro and his group (if you wanna call it that), he and Zerif would both be totally ok with pegging. According to the kink chart thing I made for them, they would actually love it. Necro and Mal (younger War, essentially) are both very weak when it comes be being praised

Othni and his guys don't have a kink chart yet, and since I'm thinking about it now, I should really make one for them. Anyway though. Uhhhhhhhhhhhh. Let's see. Roulette has no problems with angry sex, and even kind of encourages it sometimes. She's also a fan of pet play and capture play, where she's the one that's being chased/pursued

I know you didn't ask for any others, but since she's a side character, I figured I'd also involve 406 :p she's a much bigger perv than you'd probably expect from any version of War, and she also has a huge tentacle kink going on

[lover-of-skellies]

*sighs deeply*

After like,, 800 years in the art void, I finally got a ref sheet done for my girl, Mal

I realize some of my notes mention the colors of things (her sockets and hands/feet, mainly) and this is still just line art, but as long as my ADHD brain doesn't totally sidetrack me, I will try to add color to this eventually

Maybe I'll even digitalize it too, who knows

Anyways, since my handwriting is god awful, feel free to ask questions if there's anything you can't read ^^"

The main gist of all the pics is her outfit (knee length shorts or kapris, sleeveless turtleneck, a long flowy jacket which she ripped the sleeves off of, and the scarf she got from Necro), the fact that her tears almost immediately turn into threads whenever she cries, how she had a super hard, rough past with Error, the coloration of her sockets and bones, and that she literally has nothing against killing if it means protecting Lucky (and it's not just Lucky. She'd probably also kill for everyone else that's important to her, too)

[ask-the-riders]

Believe you me, I have no intentions on attacking him. *I say a little distractedly looking at the pictures, smiling at them. I point at the unknown skeleton* Who's that?

[War pauses, looking at the skeleton you're pointing at. She hums softly, tilting her head]

Oh, that's Zerif. He's dating my dad

[She glances at you, as if curious to see your reaction when she continues speaking]

He's also Death and Geno's kid. Adopted, but still. Death adopted him, and then Geno took over because he thought Death wouldn't be able to raise a kid right

[ask-the-riders]

Yeah? What's he like? *I look around for sight of the skeleton in question*

[Lucky shrugs]

🍀HE'S LIKE AN OVERGROWN CHILD, SOMETIMES. VERY OUTGOING, NOT MUCH SHAME, ALMOST COMPLETE LACK OF A FILTER, ETC.🍀

[He glances at some of the pictures that are hanging on the walls]

🍀IN SOME WAYS, I THINK WE MIGHT BE SIMILAR. I THINK HE HAS MORE ENERGY THAN ME THOUGH, AND HE'S MORE OF A JOKER🍀

[lover-of-skellies]

Made this to help me remember the colors of their magic

I know I forgot Pestilence and Lucky ^^" for Pestilence, let's just say his color is sicky/gross looking green. With Lucky,, I'm still not sure yet, tbh. I feel like he'd probably end up with red or orange like most other Papyruses, but I also want it to be something unexpected, too

And then as a bonus: Country Fresh would have the same kinda purple magic that his normal counterpart has, but with tinges of green or lavender mixed in

[lover-of-skellies]

So uhhhh,, I made a kink list

Completely out of boredom

It's on my nsfw blog, and it includes the riders, Necro, Zerif, Mal, 406 (another version of Mal that chose to leave when Necro gave her the choice, only to go running back to Error), Nep, Gill, Betta, Val, and Killer (the version of him that's pretty frequently portrayed in the stuff I've written, not his actual canon self)

Y'know, if you're over 18 and happen to be curious or interested in that sorta thing, by any chance

[lover-of-skellies]

So, I was thinking

Necro and Zerif are a couple, right?

Zerif was "raised" by both Reaper and Geno, but for some unholy reason, he chose to look up to Reaper

He followed Reaper's example, and now he's this huge flirt that's all about physical contact, and he will be very openly gay for his necromancer boyfriend

Zerif though,, he's uh... He's also very hormonal

That being said, there's no way they'd go on without having at least one biological child together. I decided to use a random pregnancy generator to see what they'd be eventually dealing with, and oh boy-

Rip Necro and Zerif. Apparently the gods wanna see them suffer more

[lover-of-skellies]

A doodle I spent literally all day yesterday working on ^^" here's three different versions, since I couldn't decide which background I liked best

In order from left to right, there's Necro, Zerif, Mal, and Lucky

I made up Zerif and Lucky's "outfits" on the spot, so uhhh, if you get the reference on Zerif's shirt, you get 100 cool points

[lover-of-skellies]

Nightmares

This was the fifth night in a row that Necro and Zerif had been awoken by the sound of screaming. They hadn't even gotten a moment to process what was wrong before their instincts had led them to practically leaping out of bed and racing toward the source of the terrified shrieking. Coming out of his and Mal's shared room, Lucky also raced toward the two men as fast as his small legs could carry him, his sockets widened in an obvious look of fear as orange tinted tears freely dripped down his cheekbones. Zerif had readily scooped up the child, allowing Necro to continue toward the kids' bedroom alone as he tried to offer the tiny Papyrus the comfort he desperately needed right now.

The necromancer slipped into Lucky and Mal's shared room, his normally blank expression twisting into one of fear and concern as he approached the teens hammock and grabbed onto her shoulders, beginning to shake her lightly in an attempt to wake her. Her sockets remained shut though, and she continued to writhe and scream, tears running down her face and shifting into deep blue threads. He scooped her up out of her hammock and held her close to himself as he made his way over to Lucky's bed, sitting on the edge and beginning to lightly tap his fingertips on her cheekbone, hoping the contact would disrupt whatever nightmare she was having.

Her sockets opened, though full of errors as she sobbed loudly, and he continued holding her, pressing his teeth to her forehead and mumbling softly, "Mal, hey, it's alright now. I got you, ok? You're safe, I promise. You're home, you're with your family, and you're safe." Through her sobbing, Mal's voice was hoarse as she choked out, "D-Dad? That's really you? You promise I'm safe? You promise he won't hurt me anymore?"

Necro hummed in confirmation and gently patted the side of her leg, "Yes, it's really me, Mal. I promise you, you're safe, and as long as I'm around, no one's gonna hurt you ever again, I swear it." The teen wrapped her arms around him and clung to his shirt, burying her face in his shoulder as she continued to sob brokenly. Gently resting his head atop hers, the necromancer began to hum softly, his sockets drifting shut.

As she listened to the tune her father was humming, Mal felt herself begin to relax again, her sobbing gradually dying down. Hearing the sound of a floorboard creaking, the necromancer opened his sockets again and glanced toward the door where Zerif now stood, a still terrified and worried Lucky in his arms, and he offered them a faint smile of reassurance, still humming lowly. Zerif let out a deep sigh, carrying Lucky into the room and seating himself on the edge of the child's bed beside his partner. Not much time passed before Lucky began to squirm and whine though, frowning as he reached for the teen, "B-BIG SIS? ARE YOU OK NOW?"

Peeking at Lucky, Mal let out a deep breath and nodded, smiling weakly in an attempt to ease the child's concern as she mumbled, "Uh huh... I think I'm good now, Pap." The child made a face, wiggling his way out of Zerif's grasp and moving closer to Mal, tightly wrapping his small arms around her. In response, Mal wrapped a single arm around him and held him for a moment, allowing him to calm down before withdrawing from the half hug and sighing, loosening her grip on Necro and slipping off of his lap, taking a step away from him and stretching. With both kids now standing, Zerif slid closer to his partner, delicately wrapping an arm around his waist and tugging him as close as possible. Necro said nothing, simply laying his head on the other man's shoulder as he watched the kids.

Meanwhile, Lucky reached for Mal, his sockets wide with expectation. The teen let rolled her eye lights, smiling faintly as she lifted him up into her arms, humming softly, "There. Better?" The tiny Papyrus nodded, laying his head on her shoulder and running at his sockets with the back of his hand, "UH HUH, I THINK SO." He attempted to muffle a yawn and Mal snorted in mild amusement, "You sound tired, bud. Do you think you're ready to go back to bed?"

Lucky shrugged, "YEAH, I GUESS SO... CAN YOU STAY IN MY BED TONIGHT? WITH ME?" Mal arched a single brow bone, tilting her head, "That's your bed though, Paps. I'm big, and I wouldn't wanna take up too much space." The child shook his head, his response almost immediate, "THAT'S OK. I DON'T MIND IF YOU TAKE UP SPACE THERE." The teen sighed, her expression softening, "...You're a really sweet kid, y'know that?" He looked at her once again, his sockets still wide and filled with hope, "DOES THAT MEAN YOU'LL DO IT?"

Mal chuckled, "Yeah, I guess so." Her answer caused the child in her arms to perk up, smiling brightly, "GOOD! THEN THE GREAT PAPYRUS CAN KEEP AWAY ANY BAD DREAMS THAT TRY TO GET YOU!" Mal did her best to refrain from laughing, instead pressing a kiss to the top of his skull, "That's right. With you looking after me, those bad dreams won't stand a chance." Lucky continued to smile brightly, squirming in her arms. Taking the hint, she gently lowered him to the floor and released him, watching as he darted back over to Necro and Zerif.

Nearly bouncing in excitement, the tiny Papyrus pointed at Mal, "SANS, ZERIF! GUESS WHAT?! I GET TO TAKE CARE OF BIG SIS! SHE'S GONNA SLEEP IN MY BED WITH ME AND I'M GONNA KEEP THE BAD DREAMS AWAY!" Zerif laughed softly and Necro couldn't help but smile affectionately at the child, "That's awesome, kiddo. You're gonna do a great job too, aren't you?" Lucky nodded, beaming up at him, "UH HUH! I PROMISE TO DO MY VERY BEST!" Necro hummed in acknowledgement, reaching out to gently pat his head, "Alright, Papyrus. I believe you."

Zerif grinned at Lucky as well, giving him a thumbs up, "And so do I, short stuff." The child's smile seemed to widen even further and he giggled, already feeling excited at getting to take care of his sister. Zerif let out a sigh, still smiling as he stood, turning to offer a hand to Necro, "I think the kids are ok now... Now c'mon, babe. Let's go back to bed too. Heaven knows you need your rest."

The necromancer rolled his eye lights, still smiling faintly as he took his boyfriends hand and stood, absentmindedly intertwining their fingers, "Fine, fine... lead the way then, Zerif." Zerif's eye lights briefly flickered, shifting into small hearts before returning to their normal splatter shape, and he gently squeezed the shorter man's hand, before turning and guiding both of them out of the room. The adults gave the kids one final "goodnight", and then vanished, leaving the two of them alone.

Mal watched as Lucky pushed his blankets aside, arching a brow bone as he looked at her expectantly. She then exhaled deeply, playfully flicking her deep blue ecto tongue at Lucky before crawling into the bed and stretching. The child followed her lead and she tugged the blankets up over both of them, smiling as he cuddled closer to her, letting out a rather big yawn.

The teen shook her head, smiling to herself as she closed her sockets and began to relax, only cracking one socket open again as she heard Lucky mumble, "Goodnight, big sis... I love you." Continuing to smile, a single blue tinted tear dripped down her cheek, and she mumbled back, "I love you too, Paps."

[lover-of-skellies]

Info Masterlist

Since I know not everyone here is familiar with Necro, Nep, or any of my other creations, I thought I'd make a masterlist for ya, so it'd be easier to find things. Some of the links may take you to reblogs, but that's because I felt that some of the reblogs/additions to the original post would be pretty helpful too

Necro/NecroTale:

Necro's ref sheet

Necro's concept (+ another ref sheet)

Necro's soul

NecroTale key info

Necro's abilities

Necro's dialogue (genocide run in NecroTale, part 1)

Necro's dialogue (genocide run in NecroTale, part 2)

Additional stuff about Necro

Zerif:

Zerif's origins

Zerif's color scheme (head and face)

Mal:

Facts about Mal (part 1)

Facts about Mal (part 2)

Mal's origin (+ additional info)

Mal's lost mate (concept)

Mal and her uncles (Geno and Fresh)

The red threads of Determination fate (concept)

Nep/Gill/Betta:

Some notes on Gill

Nep trying to be better for Betta (concept)

Nep's concept

Betta's ref sheet

Gill's ref sheet

Their heights

Extra info on Nep

Nep's OFFICIAL concept

Nep's ref sheet

Miscellaneous:

My main peeps as videogame characters

Havoc (concept)

If my characters had voice actors

Amaranth

Tobias (in various AUs)

Valence Bandersnatch: Introduction

Pastel ref sheet

[lover-of-skellies]

Y'know what 2020 needs?

Disney princess Necro

Because think about it. He's a natural with baking and can make what could very well be some of the best goodies in the whole multiverse, despite being a Sans, he's actually very tidy and clean, animals love him and he loves them, and spoiler alert: I did plan on eventually having him and Zerif have a baby, in which case Necro is the one who would be getting pregnant

[lover-of-skellies]

Related to your last post, I think 6. Touch-starved with Necro or HT sans would be cool to see:)

Just like the other prompts I've done, this is a bit longer than expected and it took a bit of a turn. I dunno if this really even truly counts as being touch starved or angsty, but I tried, honest to god

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It was a fairly normal day. Ink had dragged Dream and Blue with him to the necromancer's house, where Fresh had already made himself at home, stretched out on the living room couch with a box of Fruit Loops and a juice box. It'd taken Necro what felt like an eternity to get used to Fresh's random, out of the blue visits, but now that they were on good, peaceful terms, the necromancer made a habit of keeping his fridge and cupboards stocked, already well aware that Fresh would be liable to eat him out of house and home if he didn't.

Blue was almost immediately hauled to Lucky's room by the child in question, who was more than happy to see his puzzle buddy. The two often worked on not just puzzles, but also trap designs together. With their obnoxiously high energy level, sometimes they even rushed outside to the backyard, to construct whichever trap had their attention at the moment. Ink was currently in the process of pestering Mal, who attempted to sequester herself in her room to be alone. As expected, she wasn't too thrilled about Ink's presence in her home. Not outwardly, at least.

Everything was going as well as one could hope, given who all was involved.

And then Fresh decided to join Ink in bothering Mal, who was still in her room. There was some conversation between the two men in the hall for a moment, before Fresh's true self, a small purple parasite of sorts, left his host body, and with Ink's consent, "borrowed" his. The doorknob was snapped off Mal's bedroom door with ease, and with a gentle nudge of the door itself, the frightening new entity known as Fresh!Ink invited himself into the teens room, earning a terrified and startled shriek from her in response.

Zerif had been watching from around the corner, and upon hearing Mal scream, he merely shook his head and used his hand to muffle a soft laugh. He knew Mal was in no real danger, so the appearance of Fresh!Ink wasn't one that concerned him too much. Necro, from his seat on the end cushion of the couch, called out to Zerif in that all too familiar monotone voice of his, "What's going on, Zerif?" Looking to his partner, Zerif waved off whatever concern the necromancer may possibly be harbouring, making his way to the couch and plopping down beside him, "Nothing, love. One resident heathen just decided to terrorize another, is all."

Necro relaxed minutely, only to tense up again as Zerif delicately looped an arm around his waist and tugged him closer, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple. Feeling his boyfriend grow tense, Zerif arched a brow bone and hummed lowly, "You ok, babe? You're pretty tense." Hearing the pet name be used in reference to himself, a faint purple blush dusted across the necromancer's cheekbones and he cleared his throat, "Yeah, of course I'm alright." Zerif eyed him suspiciously for a moment before tilting his head, "You know... You're cute and I love you, but I'm not sure that I'm buying that. You wanna tell me what's going on in your head, 'Cro?"

Necro shrugged, unsure what to say in response. His brow bones were knit, giving him a look of confusion. Normally he showed little to no emotion at all, and Zerif sighed softly; whatever was bothering him must be pretty significant, if it was capable of making him form any sort of expression like this.

Without any form of a warning, Necro was tugged into the undertaker's lap, and from there, lifted into his arms as he stood. As he began to head for the necromancer's office, Necro looked around, instinctively wrapping his arms around Zerif's neck vertebrae and mumbling, "What are you...?" Zerif briefly glanced at him and hummed, "We need to talk, Necro." Oh. So he was addressing Necro by his full name now. That was new.

Necro nodded, falling silent. Once they reached the office, the necromancer began to squirm; knowing full well what he wanted, Zerif gently setting him down and turning to close the door behind himself. Turning to fully face Zerif, Necro neatly folded his arms behind his back and arched a single brow bone, "What's this about, Zerif?" The undertaker sighed, his normally playful expression now oozing concern, "This is about you, Necro. I'm worried. Did I do something wrong?" Necro tilted his head, confusion briefly flickering on his face, "...What makes you think you did something wrong?"

The undertaker shook his head, absentmindly rubbing the back of his neck, "You've just... been a little distant lately, I guess. You wiggle and want away from me when I try to cuddle up to you, or even just hug you. I can't touch you either, because you always get really tense and seem kinda on edge."

Oh. That.

Necro opened his mouth to respond, seeming to freeze in place when no words came out. His gaze fell to the floor as he slowly shut his mouth again, frowning to himself. It was silent for a moment as Zerif quietly watched his boyfriend, trying his best to analyze his behavior. Breaking the silence, the undertaker lowered his voice to a mumble, "... Is it something I said or did?... Please tell me so I can try to fix it." Necro shook his head, remaining silent.

Zerif's mind reeled as he searched for another explanation, his tone uncertain, "Did you... have to go somewhere upsetting, just recently?" Necro hesitated for a few seconds before slowly nodding, his monotone voice unusually faint, "Yes." Zerif blinked, doing his best to process the new information. Not a lot was upsetting to Necro anymore, so it must've been something pretty big and significant. He spoke reluctantly, taking a careful, slow step toward his love, "Was it something to do with him?..." Necro's eye lights very briefly flickered up to Zerif's face before refocusing elsewhere again, as he nodded hesitantly.

The younger of the two watched him sympathetically, still frowning, "Oh... I'm so sorry. I didn't know. Is there anything I can do to help, by any chance?" Necro was silent, clearly hesitating as he took a tiny step toward his partner. He reached out, stopping just short of taking Zerif's hand, and Zerif murmured, "Necro?... What is it?..."

The shorter skeleton avoided his gaze for what was a brief eternity, before slowly lifting it. Though his expression was still mostly blank, there was something in his gaze that pleaded with Zerif. Zerif no longer needed anymore verbal cues, instinctively stepping closer and wrapping his arms around the necromancer, holding him close to himself and pressing his teeth to the top of his skull and whispering, "It's ok.... You're ok. I'm here now. I'll always be here too, I promise."

[lover-of-skellies]

If Mal's story was some sort of animated short film this would be part of the soundtrack, I swear to god

The beginning would be for the part that shows her being "raised" (more like pushed around) by Error and having to live with/constantly be around the bad guys

The ending would be her with Necro, Zerif, Lucky, Fresh, Geno, and Template (a family that actually loves her. We also can't forget her friends, either; Ink, Dream, Blueberry, Blueberror, and Lust), possibly reflecting on her life so far and feeling truly happy and safe for the first time

The song totally didn't almost make me cry, nope, no idea what you're talking about

[lover-of-skellies]

Necro @ Zerif and Lucky Vs Necro @ Reaper and Error

[lover-of-skellies]

on today's episode of "My Inconsistent Shading-"

Decided to change Zerif's expression a little but now that I'm looking at it, I'm not sure how I feel about his mouth shape

His eye lights are never white like a typical skeletons; they just always stay the way they look in the picture above. I also had to come up with his color scheme on the spot, so yeah, guess I'm kinda proud of myself for being able to do that as quickly as I did :P