I find the differences amazing. Sometimes I feel like bursting and asking about all the amazing things my dearest friend sees. One of my goals is to go visit them and their home.
@wingedhumangirl
My favorite thing is that Europe is spooky because it’s old and America is spooky because it’s big
A story? If you insist.
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Papyrus' face whipped to the side. Bloody marrow sprayed over the snow behind the Snowdin shop. The large humanoid bear kept Papyrus trapped under him with his fat body, the weight nearly crushing the skeleton's ribs and spine.
"GET OFF ME YOU-" Papyrus was rewarded with another snarl and a solid wack over the eye sockets.
"Hur hur hur. The poor vice Captain trapped and helpless. Magic all spent from training, eh? Wonder how much LOVE I'll receive from you. I think I want to find out." The bear raised his fists and crashed them down on Papyrus' ribs. With each blow his HoPe grew lower and lower.
He cried out, sharpened teeth barely holding back the bloody murder that Papyrus' throat contained. His gloves became stained with blood as he dug his claws uselessly into the bear's gut.
This was it. After so long. After so much. A measly yawn after training had alerted a nearby enemy of weakness.
He didn't know how he'd done it. How had he failed at holding onto his mask? How had he forgotten how dangerous letting go of it was?
Unknowingly, Papyrus' sockets screwed shut as he gave up. He finally just... Let go. How peaceful. No wonder Sans was lazy all the time. It was so nice. To let go. It was over and he knew it. All his stress melted away and for once, his mind was clear of headaches and pain. Heh. How nice it felt.
Abruptly, the weight was lifted from Papyrus and he thought it had been done. He was dust. Dead. He never got to say goodbye to Sans. His sockets cracked open and he was a bit disappointed to see that death looked like the underground.
His hearing cleared in time for a large roar to erupt from his left. Papyrus' skull whipped to the side to see Sans being yanked from the bear's shoulder. Blood flew with him as he rolled over the snow and landed gracefully on his feet, teeth stained with the monster's blood. Sans spat, shaking his head to get rid of his dizziness but the bear sprung onto the littler skeleton, clocking him solidly on the socket.
"SANS!" Papyrus cried, mad with worry. His brother. His weak little brother had saved him. His 1 HP brother. He stared in amazement, but concern. Gods, Sans was going to get himself killed!
Papyrus stood in time for his soul to be captured and he was forced away, being tossed into a tree. His vision went dark.
When he woke his skull was pounding. He groaned, not wanting to rise. But he had to. He had to find Sans.
He gingerly rose from his bed and noticed the balcony door open. Sans could be seen through the glass.
The taller skeleton paused at the doorway then quickly made his way to Sans' side.
He was smoking, sockets dark. He didn't acknowledge Papyrus' presence.
Papyrus didn't know what to say. He leaned against the balcony and looked down, not looking at his brother.
Their injuries were prominent against their ivory faces. A reminder.
"SANS-"
"don't. just don't." he cut him off. His own skull pounded and he wanted nothing more than some quiet. It was nice. No screaming. No yelling. Sans didn't want to deal with the arguing anymore. He had almost lost his brother today. He didn't want to be told how foolish he had been for stepping in.
There was a long silence.
There was no breeze, no sound except for the burning of Sans' cigarette when ever he inhaled it.
Sans put it out on the railing, the burn matching so many other marks on the balcony. He turned to leave, disappearing inside their home.
Papyrus stared down at the quiet little town. The place they'd called home for years.
"THANK YOU SANS." He whispered to no one.
The words didn't seem like enough.
Heya guys!
Now It is your turn to be creative! :D <3 Create a story to this picture! Dont be shy! :D <3
I’m bored and dug my drawing tablet out of my stuff.
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I should have shaded it. Maybe later. I’m tired... bleh...
<3 Enjoy anyway.
I finished this bad boy today. Oh boy, the stream chat went crazy over one specific part and I can’t even. I love ‘em all.
Hope you guys enjoy anyway!
@burnthogwartsletter
Any of em if you throw em hard enough
Urg. Better picture.
Didn't want to do homework so I killed my hand drawing and coloring this.
Does anyone know a good technique to get rid of cramps?
Urg....
Edit: Fuck my life. I did the fucking wings backwards. Fuck me. Die. URG!! I'M GOING TO BED
I think the only time I can finish a piece is when I’m stressed out. Not happy with this. And it scanned weird, but here it is. This is how I’d picture Black Hat’s dog to look.
Don’t change the subject!!!
Successful boop
STOP SAYING EW IT'S YOUR FACE!! YOU ARE THE CUTEST BEAN I HAVE EVER SEEN! NNNNYYYYAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!
SHUSH U I’M NOT CUTE
My first gens deserved some special attention so I bought breed changes for them. They went from being tiny Faes to a female Pearlcatcher and a male Spiral and they look AMAZING!!! Then I realized....
Oops. The female is like ten times his size!!! But that’ s okay. Charm still loves her happy little noodle boy.
Part 2 Alright. This is everything out of my sketchbook. Some stuff is still being worked on and stuff but this is what I got so far. This is being posted for the purpose of being picked apart and critiqued. Don't be afraid of hurting my feeling. I want to improve! Thank you! And have a good day.
Um... Hi. I like art and literature. 25|They/Them|Ace
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