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If Cross had top surgery it would look like this

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I did a gimmick on twt where I (try to) post NM daily, I won't post those drawings here but I had to share this bc it's way too gooooood 🤤

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Hey hello hola, would you be opposed to drawing krossmare?

They're my bbs

allo howdy pryvit, i offer you clingy losers!

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now's not a good time.

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what i mean when i say i like afterdeath btw

geno belongz to loverofpiggies reaper belongz to renrink

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i love trans hcs so so much especially for dream and nightmare (the etherealest beings) but the idea of them coming out to each other DURING their war is very funny to me. like imagine this

[screaming over the sounds of carnage] “DREAM, BROTHER/SISTER, AT LONG LAST I HAVE-”

“CAN YOU HOLD THAT THOUGHT”

“…..WHAT FOR?!”

“CAN YOU CALL ME [PREFERRED TERM]”

“HUH?! I CANT HEAR YOU OVER THE MURDER IM CAUSING”

“CAN YOU CALL ME [PREFERRED TERM]”

“OH. IN A TRANS WAY?”

“YEAH”

“SURE. *explodes you and your team but in a #ally way*

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kist kist kist doodle meme

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Reblog if you agree

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Ccino has a piano in the cafe that anyone can play, children are especially delighted with it. On holidays he invites musicians. He himself does not know how to play it, but loves the sounds of the piano. So, I like to imagine that Nightmare can play the piano. He often visits him before the cafe opens or after closing, so that he can be alone with Ccino. While Ccino was preparing for the first visitors or cleaning up after closing, Nightmare played for him. Ccino enjoyed these moments, because now he was playing only for him. He dances and carries the glasses into the kitchen. Sometimes he sings along if he knows the melody, very quietly so as not to disturb Nightmare. Nightmare hears this, humming in response, quietly, barely opening his mouth; he loves listening to Ccino sing

У Чино в кафе стоит пианино, на котором может играть любой желающий, особенно в восторге от него дети. По праздникам он приглашает музыкантов. Сам он не умеет на нём играть, но обожает звуки фортепиано. Так вот, мне нравится представлять, что Найтмер умеет играть на пианино. Он частенько навещает его до открытия кафе или после закрытия, чтобы побыть с Чино только вдвоём. Пока Чино готовился к приходу первых посетителей или убирался после закрытия, Найтмер играл для него. Чино наслаждался этими моментами, ведь сейчас играли только для него. Он, пританцовывая, уносит стаканы на кухню. Иногда он подпевает, если знает мелодию, совсем тихо, чтобы не сбивать Найтмера. Найтмер слышит это, подпевая в ответ, тихо-тихо, едва раскрывая рот; он любит слушать пение Чино

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No Art today. Instead I presented to you:

A barista is way more scary than Dream believed

Or

Dream get's a reality check and Nightmare has some fun

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When Dream walked into this little cafe in a relatively unknown AU that day, he certainly didn't expect to find his brother and his entire gang inside. They sat in one of the corner booths and took their food and drinks as if they were regular customers! His brother didn't even do anything about the three cats, all looking like a Swap variant, that were climbing all over him!

What the hell was going on here?!

"Can I help you?" asked the skeleton standing behind the counter. Was this the sans of this end? Why was he so calm? Every Sans should be aware of the danger because of his brother!

"Um... A coffee with lots of milk and sugar, please." Dream hoped that his panic didn't show, at least on the outside. Because a quick look at Nightmare showed that his brother had already noticed his panic.

But after the Sans Dreams took the order, the positive guardian quickly settled into one of the cubicles that was close to that of his brother and his gang. He had to keep an eye on them and make sure they didn't start a riot here.

However, no matter how long Dream watched the five, they didn't act suspiciously. In fact, everyone seemed very relaxed, which Dream hadn't expected in a place like this. Dream figured his brother would only show that special smile in an environment where he felt safe. At least that's how it was back then, before the incident. Just what made his brother so relaxed in such an environment?

Dream pondered this for a long time while continuing his observation. Although he had to reorder in between, it was a problem for future Dream to deal with the caffeine high.

But nothing really changed in all that time. Dream was fully prepared to just write it off as his brother's quirk and leave when two of the guests started a riot. It was an older pair of monsters, both bird monsters. They complained loudly about his brother's gang as they moved their dishes to their designated place. And in a coincidence that wasn't a coincidence, one of the monsters spilled the remains of his drink, which looked like cocoa, all over Dust's clothes. However, as if by coincidence, the sound was spared. Dream didn't want to imagine the magnitude that would have been had the sound been tainted.

Dream expected his brother or one of his teammates to make a fuss about it, but instead Cross and Horror Dust helped wipe up the liquid with napkins as best they could while Killer picked up the broken pieces and gave them to Nightmare, who packed them up safely . It confused Dream. Shouldn't his brother be angry that their time was so disrupted? Or one of the others? So why did they remain so calm?

The answer was one that Dream really least expected. The sans of that out walked towards the two bird monsters, smiles akin to Nightmare's when someone pissed him off. Blue would probably call it passive aggressive. But the Sans spoke to the two monsters in a low tone, too low for the Dream to understand. But no matter what was said, the two monsters paled and fled the cafe as quickly as possible, leaving Sans with a satisfied smile. Watch Dream as the Sans then took the shards from Nightmare. He would have thought that was the end of it and the sans would get back to work. Instead, the Sans exchanged a quick kiss with everyone in his brother's gang before Nightmare got one too. Only then did the sans turn around and with him all the others who had observed this spectacle.

And when Dream noticed the waves of fear emanating from some of the patrons, he finally understood why his brother was so relaxed in a cafe like this. It wasn't because it seemed to have an intimate relationship with the sans here, but because the sans of this AU is of the silent rage type and you never know when you're on the receiving end until it's too late.

Dream left the cafe with a tidy tip. He was glad his brother had someone he trusted enough to lower his own guard to. Dream will be in discussion with Ink about officially neutralizing this AU. Because he doesn't want to take away this small piece of peace in the multiverse from his brother.

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More fluffymare.... Yup :]

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flabbergastered

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If you're taking requested what about fell x the murder trio? (-ω-；)

Fell gets the bitches

Uf!Sans belongs to Fella/Underfell

Murder!Sans belongs to askdusttale

Killer!Sans belongs to rafahwabas

Horror!Sans belongs to sour-apple-studios

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Happy Autism Awareness Month UT Community!!1!

I hope I hope this comic makes sense hdjjfjdjsjd

I just wanted to show how Cross constantly worries that he is just not fitting in at the castle, and in general, even just being at dinner is oddly stressful

And it’s nice to realize things aren’t as bad as you once thought, it’s reassuring in a way

Me guys im literally Cross ok bye

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lets be real he wouldnt even last 10 Seconds this screenshot is generous

[killer by rahafwabas, original -> here <-]

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fanart for one of my fav fics "Not Broken, Just Bent" by @feallangilyvor !! its super well written, has natural dialogue, complex characters, and has bad sans poly x reader

they recently posted a new chapter and i reread it all lol

a scene from chapter thirteen <3 i made a super cute reader and im in love with her hair

He’s the one who eventually breaks the kiss, pulling back but resting his hands on the counter behind you to keep you in his space. He watches the way your cheeks bloom with colour, listening to the way your quiet breaths quicken just a hair.

“mine,” is all he says.