I found these clay things I made in 4th Grade... We've got: Frisk with a face leaning to the side, and straight up faceless Sans. Both made in air-dry clay at school and painted with markers.
Been stored for centuries in the toy box at the back of my closet.
She will do the drawings from now on. Meet Porom, the new 2078.
So, I did this while I disappeared from civilization (I'm not feral yet, don't start worrying yet). The last Image (the PNG one) was done from the commodity of my bedroom while my leg fell asleep and I couldn't move for a couple minutes.
some doodles i made at school, it’s almost last week so I have plenty of free time.
Text: 1-. Mr. Papyrus, your brother wants to hit me 2-. Big evil 3-. Jis beri ibol, ibol boi (He’s very evil, evil boy)
Imagine surviving by complimenting your “captor” That’s my uf headcanon! “Oh, of course The great and terrible Papyrus would h-have mercy on me, he’s so cool s-so awesome, he’d be nicer if he had something I could e-eat” after escaping the shed, and “Mr. awesome and terrible Papyrus, you’re so heroic, thank you for protecting me, a weak and lonely human child” two seconds after hearing he was going to be sent to the capital.
The baby wants to commit multiple felonies
there was a time where drawing boots was easy
i think about the hoo boy hot dog post every single day of my life
I’m no longer sick, yey
Mmmm... I'm sick
Waaaaaah
Christmas celebration, you know, wake up the child at 11:30, have a big dinner and then BURN down the tree when it turns 25 (That’s not how it goes, Papyrus-)