Temporarily Turning Off Anonymous Asks. Just For A Bit Until Either The Amount Of Bot/scam Asks Go Down

If you’re still taking requests can you make a lynx?

been a bit since I've drawn cats so I hope this messily colored doodle is up to your standards! And yes, still taking requests!

Here's Monster Kid again but colored this time with a little bit of shading just so I have an idea of how they move.

Just something to look at while I work on the next little comic for the interactive

Really nice Ink portrayal! Honestly I never paid much attention to Ink until now. He’s definitely going up my list of favorites

Happy birthday, Guardian

I'd be grateful for your reblogs and comments!!

this is so good. The art is simple and nice and I LOVE IT!!! Papil is excellent and the puns are MWUAH. And the story along with it????

You should totally go check it out

STTMH Drabble

Classic stirred from his nap and stretched his limbs out to try to rid them of the agony of sleeping on the bare, non-existent floor. He rolled his skull as he sat up, the blankets underneath him shuffling with his weight. The bare expanse of nothing spread out around him, broken only by the vibrant blankets scattered about. Groggily, he glanced to the side and sighed, crestfallen. 

Patch had not budged since Classic wrapped him in the softest lavender blanket he could find. The blanket reached his jaw, slightly obscuring the smudge on his face. He looked comfortable enough. 

Classic shuddered as he glanced at Patch's sockets. They were always steady in their position, never flickering or reacting to anything. Devoid of all life, they were horribly empty.

Classic wished Patch would show some sign he was alive. A twitch of a finger or a turn of the head- anything. Instead, he stared at the ground, his face as expressionless as when Classic had first met him.

* <PROMISE> ATK <PROMISE> DEF

* HP 99999/NULL LV 0

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Classic was getting desperate. It was his third time here, and each time, he felt himself going a little more crazy with no one to talk to. He learned after the first visit to bring something to entertain him, and due to the indeterminate amount of time Classic would spend with Patch for each visit, plus the lack of electricity or internet, Classic settled on books.

Most of which had been read before his nap and placed to the side.

Classic adjusted himself and leaned toward Patch, nudging the skeleton's shoulder, more out of a formality than anything. "ya know, it'd be great if you would talk back," he joked, watching carefully for any movement. After Patch made none, he scooted to lay some weight on Patch's back. Patch bounced a bit as he adjusted and straightened again.

"you like the blankets? i tried to get the brightest ones i could find, seeing how this place is all white." Classic cast a glance around them.

"i debated buying this banana yellow one, but it was so neon, you'd think it was made of neon. nah, i put that one back. think i did a pretty good job."

He glanced at the pile of books next to them and grabbed one of the smaller ones- one of his old joke books he brought up from the Underground. "wish you could tell me what kinda books you'd like. you don't seem all interested in reading, but i bet we could find something you would enjoy. i could read it to ya. i used to do it all the time with my bro. he still asks me to read to him sometimes. he has this old human picture book about bunnies- would that interest you? i could probably borrow it for a night."

Patch did not respond. He never did.

Classic flipped through his book, eyelights skimming over the pages lazily. He knew most of the jokes by heart, but there was something comforting about the crinkle of the pages- the result of Classic having spilled coffee on it an inexplicable amount of time ago.

"how about jokes, then?" Classic asked, flipping to a random page. "i happen to have some of the best jokes humanity's ever come up with in the palm of my hand here. wanna give it a shot?"

some extra doodles I had done on the same canvas

some close-ups to go with the quick sketch doodles I made. Starting with my favorite where he holds his soul and then his wings spread. Loved drawing his wings so much. It's great practice for how I want to stylize his wings or future wings when I get to them!

Oops just realized I forgot to draw his Soul upside down. Oh well. Might keep it that way for reasons

I'll try to make wings as accurate as I can to the bird they're based on. May drift off course just a little but that's only because swan wings just look so funny when you actually get a good look at them. So much different than the anatomy I had first learned for bird wings.

Oops, I'm rambling. Here's the individual sketches below!

a little extra my friend totally didn't bribe me into adding so he could be slay

gotta thank p1nk demon for this one, wouldn't have thought of drawing these two without their suggestion. I like drawing their fire pattern!

I am still very much taking undertale art reqs, just know that they might be very delayed as my course work and what not comes first!

i saw gyftrot hiding behind the tree and my brain went- "...where do they sleep"

cause they like their peace and quiet, right? so i'd imagine they live away from the town proper, plus they stay in the underground in the true pacifist. do they got a little hollow somewhere? whatcha thinks

You caught me!! I like to believe that Gyftrot lives in the wilderness. Maybe it's because I base what I don't know off the habits of a deer, but also because this sucker just stands all alone here with two holes in the wall that are eyes. Are those eyes other Gyftrots? Or perhaps other monsters who just don't wanna show themselves? We'll never know!

Either way, Gyftrot seems to like it. Since they'll chill there and it's where you can come chat with them in the game! Must be quite peaceful.

I completely agree that they'd live away from Snowdin town. Potentially finding their own little tree hollow to relax at and call their own. Or just rest anywhere. Doesn't seem like the cold affects them much. However, I like to think they may move from time to time. They just explore around the underground until there isn't anything left to explore. Or until there's someone else and the exploration becomes less peaceful.

If I were to give them a home, I'd choose one of the big trees where they can part the leaves and cozy right on in. Since, y'know, no thumbs? Can't exactly conveniently use a door. So using the leaves as a door way would be much more convenient for them!

Hey, dummy! Parry this you filthy casual!

*Charges up the anon BLAST*

*Fires the anon BLAST at the dummy*

*inside the anon BLAST was a bunch of love and affection*

Heh, tricked ya for a sec, didn’t I?

Dummy was very confused but knew you meant no harm. Therefore, they were gonna just get hit by the blast but it seems Cherri interrupted and ate the beam. She is very confused by the flavor.

I may have gotten lazy by the end. My bad!

Cherri has arrived for a little and can be asked questions now too! Though she does not have the greatest impression. Still considers the tasty beam to have been an attack on the Dummy.

Skellz I need more nightmare sans

-Nacho

Nightmare sitting on a Nightmare box, a silly little thing just for ya!