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baconseason · 3 months
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GUESS WHAT GAME I’VE GROWN ATTACHED TO/BEEN PLAYING.
It’s 1 am on a school night I was planning to work but saw the tablet, had art block, and decided to go nuts.
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sorrelpaws · 1 year
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i think about him.a regular amount
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velvetwyrme · 5 months
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👀💦!!
I was talking about farmers market shenanigans in the future of Flipping Fate with @collegecomics18 a while back and well... I had to doodle some of the ideas we had. (Stretch brings Edge and the reader along with him, and everyone at the market SWOONS @ them both. Sorry Stretch...)
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calciumdreams · 10 months
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The papyri!
These are my little au variations (and those last three that live in my head and do crimes,, I could have added some more aus, you are lucky I spared your eyes)
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zeiciety · 4 months
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Boom, my chicken scratch
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zarla-s · 1 year
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Today is the SEVENTH anniversary of Handplates! SEVEN YEARS I’ve been working on this, updating consistently the whole time (unless I was injured or on vacation)! It’s staggering to think about... it feels like it’s been no time at all, and also like I’ve always been doing it.
In August of this year, I wondered if maybe I could finish Handplates by the anniversary, but doing so would have involved a hardcore push with working on nothing but the comics, which I don’t think would have been good for me... there’d be a good chance I would’ve burned out and the comic itself would have suffered. And at the same time, as the end comes closer, I find I don’t really want to say goodbye just yet... it’s still hard for me to imagine it being over, haha. I want to spend my time in this story a little longer.
I didn’t really have anything big in mind for the anniversary this year, but I thought it might be fun to go back and revisit some of the more recent pages with Gaster’s original lost soul head. His iconic look! It’s interesting to see it again in emotional moments like this, although knowing what he was feeling in each originally makes him a bit more readable. Still, not being able to see his face gives it a different vibe, a bit more mysterious. You gain and lose things with it, haha. It’s kind of nostalgic...
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alpacacare-archive · 1 year
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chara fell underground and was brought to “home” (the ruins) by asriel, and only then did monster kind leave home and move into the undergrounds other areas, the royal family moving into new home, which is implied to have been built after the core, since the core is built under it. the core was of course, built by WD Gaster, who was the royal scientist, and therefore worked closely with the royal family.
all of this to say that Gaster is implied to have known chara and asriel.
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They should give one uncensored swear to dj he’s the first character who ever swore in the show and also it’d secure him as a character who wouldn’t be woobified beyond belief
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project0762 · 3 months
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skelebros!!! (fell edition!!)
i decided to try and experiment more with my art so i drew the fellbros!
underfell designs based off vic the underfella 's :3
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@aizawasluckylady commissioned a part 2 to adorable Skull rescuing you. I love this dork, he's such a joy to write.
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You couldn’t help it. You’d been staring on and off for almost half an hour, at the two skeletons sat a few tables from you at the cafe. It took all the courage you had in you- but it was now or never, right? You'd paid for your food, you couldn't linger any longer. You finally took a breath, shifting your bag onto your shoulder... then you walked over, approaching their table.
You didn’t know who the lanky skeleton in the orange scarf was. He had nice, straight teeth, probably thanks to the hard work of his neat silver braces- a pair of glasses were perched on his face, taped into position on the sides of his skull. He was talking excitedly to Skull, who you absolutely recognised; he was your saviour, after all. Skull had a blue beanie pulled over his cracked cranium, and wore a comfortable looking chunky grey turtleneck. He had a relaxed expression on his face as the other skeleton talked on... his mug was empty, the tall skeleton’s still full of what appeared to be hot chocolate.
Even sat down, they were both tremendously tall. Skull was your height while sitting, and the taller skeleton had a few inches on you, they dwarfed every other person in the cafe. Looking at Skull, you couldn’t help but replay being carried by him, in your mind... all you could think about was how warm his arms he had been. How secure you felt when he carried you, the sensation of relief and gratitude that rushed over you. How nice he had smelled, how lovely his voice was... how intently he’d listened to you go on and on about the most menial of subjects.
... You tried to shut the thoughts up. You didn’t want to be obviously blushing when you said hi. 
“H-hey!” Your voice cracked- embarrassing. But you tried to make up for it with friendliness, fiddling with your bag strap. “Skull, right? It’s great to see you again.”
... The tall skeleton stopped talking. Both of them looked at you.
...
... Then they had very different reactions. 
The tall skeleton’s face lit up like a Christmas tree, his braced grin rising and sockets immediately sparkling as he set down his cup. Skull, on the other hand, went absolutely stone still; his big red eyelight shrank, he stared blankly at you.
“OH!! MY GOODNESS!!!!” Not-Skull turned in his chair to face you, leaning forward and grabbing your hand with both of his, shaking enthusiastically and unintentionally pulling you closer as your whole arm ragdolled in his excited shake. “IT’S SO GOOD TO MEET YOU! I’M PAPYRUS! YOU MUST BE THE HUMAN I’VE HEARD SO MUCH ABOUT!”
You blinked. “H... heard about...?”
Skull’s eyelight jumped from you to the other skeleton. You saw his grip increase on his cup. He made a panicked noise in the back of his throat- ‘Papyrus’ did not hear it.
“YES, OF COURSE!” He sounded absolutely delighted. “MY BROTHER RESCUED YOU WHILE WALKING, RIGHT? OH, HOW ROMANTIC! LITERALLY SWEPT OFF YOUR FEET! IT’S SO GOOD TO MEET YOU, GOSH I ALREADY SAID ‘GOOD TO MEET YOU’, DIDN’T IT? I’M JUST VERY EXCITED! HE REALLY LIKES YOU, YOU KNOW, HE HASN’T STOPPED TALKING ABOUT YOU- WHICH IS VERY UNUSUAL, SINCE HE USUALLY DOESN’T TALK MUCH AT ALL!” 
Your face flushed. What? Skull talked about you? “Uh,”
“pap.” Skull mumbled, iris all but boring a hole into his brother. Sweat had appeared on his head, his expression was completely unreadable.
“HOW IS YOUR FOOT? I’M GLAD YOU GOT HOME SAFELY, IT SOUNDED LIKE YOU HAD QUITE THE INJURY. HAVE YOU BEEN RESTING AND EATING WELL? GOSH, YOU’RE JUST LIKE HE DESCRIBED! YOU SEE, I RECOGNISED YOU IMMEDIATELY BECAUSE HE DESCRIBED YOU IN GREAT DETAIL!” 
... The informational overload was getting greater by the moment. Talked about you? Described you? Was that true? You glanced over at Skull, ears burning, overwhelmed and unsure of what to say or think. He looked equally as shaken as you- he was now staring at the table, slightly quivering.
“YOU DEFINITELY MATCH HIS DESCRIPTION!” Papyrus beamed. “THOUGH MOSTLY HE JUST WENT ON AND ON ABOUT THE FACT THAT YOU WERE VERY PRETTY, AND HAD A VERY NICE VOICE-!”
CRUNCH!
... You both startled, Pap looked over his shoulder. Skull had shattered his cup, shards of ceramic falling from his clenched fist. 
...
Some people were staring. Skull didn’t move.
“OH MY STARS, SANS!” Papyrus tutted. “YOU NEED TO BE MORE GENTLE. WAIT HERE, HUMAN, I’LL GO ASK FOR SOME HELP CLEANING THIS UP.”
Papyrus stood up, and quickly pushed you into his now unoccupied seat; right next to Skull. Then he rushed away.
...
You and Skull sat in stunned silence. You were still holding your bag like you were about to leave. Your face was beet red- you were absolutely mortified, you couldn’t read Skull’s expression. It felt like a hurricane had just passed through.
... That was not how you expected that to go. You’d been imagining a relaxed meeting, a few words, maybe one or two jokes and you doing most of the talking. Maybe, hopefully, getting his number. You didn’t anticipate something like that- through all the fluster you felt terrible, like you just embarrassed Skull in front of the entire cafe.
...
“... I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-” “i-i’m sorry, he’s-”
... You both closed your mouths at the same time. You also both sank into your seats, with equal amounts of ‘how do I do this?’ written on your faces.
...
“... That’s, erm... that was your brother, right?” 
Skull nodded. His iris was laser-focused on the table as he continued to sweat. You tried not to think too hard about what Papyrus had said- maybe it was a prank? Siblings did that to one another, right? You had no idea what their relationship was like. As much as your heart fluttered at the idea that Skull had liked you so much that he’d gushed about you to his brother, you had to bear in mind the possibility that Papyrus was pulling Skull’s leg. Teasing him in front of someone he knew.
(... Though for some reason, you got the sense Pap wasn’t like that.)
“He seems really nice.” You said, honestly.
“he is.” Skull replied softly.
...
“... i’m sorry.” He mumbled, using his other hand to reach up, pulling his beanie down over his face, suddenly seeming like he wanted to completely vanish. “you... h-had to hear... all that...”
Is he embarrassed because it was true? You hoped so.
“... It’s okay. Really.” You tilted your head. “I-is your hand...?”
... He finally unclenched it, only now remembering his fist was still closed, shards of ceramic falling out. Luckily, he still had the tray from his order, and all the pieces bounced onto that. There wasn't much of a mess, just a sad ruined cup.
“s’fine.” Solid bone probably didn’t have much trouble with pottery. 
He looked overwhelmed.
...
“Do you wanna stand outside for a bit?”
His eyelight finally flickered over to you, widening- like clouds parting, you could see readable emotions appearing on his face. Mostly positive ones, and a flash of relief.
“yes.” He wheezed, grin raising. “please.”
The two of you stood up together, Skull leaving his coat over the back of his chair to indicate that he was coming back and wasn’t just fleeing the scene of the mug-breaking crime. It took a few seconds of navigating the small maze of chairs and tables, but eventually you found yourself outside again with your back resting against the wall adjacent to the cafe door. You gratefully took in the fresh air, Skull quickly shuffling in beside you and shaking his hand of the remaining cup fragments.
“This is much nicer.” You said, enjoying the sudden sense of space. You always felt better outside. “... Uhm... how have you been recently? We haven’t spoken since the walk.”
... Skull’s cheekbones started to colour. That lovely gentle ultramarine flush. “... good.”
...
“your... leg?” He sounded hopelessly shy. Like he was trying.
“... Oh! My leg! It’s fine now.” You looked down at the foot, tapping the toe of your shoe against the ground. “Wasn’t broken after all, just sprained. I’m so lucky you found me when you did, it didn’t get any worse and it’s healing great. It still feels a bit sore, but it should be fine in a week or so, so long as I’m gentle with it. I think I’m going nuts, though, I was told not to hike until it was healed and I haven’t seen my favourite trails once after the injury. I don’t know what to do with myself now that I can’t go walking. I’m desperate to go out, it’s...”
... You stopped yourself, losing steam, looking up to meet Skull’s staring. 
As much as his comment about liking listening to you had stuck with you... you doubted he wanted to hear an in-depth recounting of how your sprained ankle had impacted your outdooring schedule.
You glanced away. Your head was a total mess. You embarrassed Skull in front of a cafe of people, and now you were talking his nonexistent ear off about your stupid leg. You were sure you’d be lying awake at night replaying this scenario for the next several years, and though you were sure there were other ways to approach this, you were reaching the end of your ability to deal with yourself. Flustered was an understatement.
(You didn’t hear his mumble- “i’d carry you.”)
You took a breath, forcing your tone into something more easygoing, shoving your hands in your pockets and plastering a smile on your face. “Well! I-I should... get going. I've paid and all. I’m sure you and your brother have stuff to be getting on with. I’ll-”
... Skull reached out, and snagged the end of your sweater sleeve with a claw. Like a kid holding onto their parent’s arm to make sure they didn’t get too far away.
His eyelight was huge, warm in his socket and intense in its gaze. “wait.”
... He suddenly didn’t sound so nervous. Or... look so nervous. He drew a bit closer, and your breath caught in your throat.
“Oh,” you felt your heart rate pick up again, at his proximity. Did you forget something? “uhm...”
“... m’not... lettin’ you escape again.” He said, with a softly determined and unabashed look. “i like you. how you talk. and look.”
...
You went pink pink. Why... why did you like hearing that so much? The idea that he could want you around made your head buzz.
“I-I,” you so eloquently declared, brain running on fumes. “I also... like how you talk and look.”
...
If his smile was anything to go by, despite your fear he'd be let down by your brainless response... he apparently really, really liked that reaction.
“could... i, mh... ... your number?”
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kiokodoodles · 5 months
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please don't go
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spadesmain · 10 months
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★★
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For the first time Papyrus tries his Spaghetti [ he never actually tried it he only liked serving it to others by the way ]
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sysig · 3 months
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Obviously I had to make it a thing (Patreon)
Spoilers for Handplates! Make sure you’re all caught up before continuing!
I ended up scene-picking around the timeline at pretty-much-random, whatever I thought fit the lyrics the best in the moment of blinding inspiration (lol), but now that I’ve got the basics down to paper, I think I’d more carefully choose in mostly-chronological order. That also means some would have to be cut, so I want to show them off here! :D I also drew them all from memory so if there’s inconsistencies, that’s why lol
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For example this is one of the very early lyrics, but the events take place well down the timeline! I’m sure I can find a good stand in - mostly I just wanted to draw Papyrus from this scene, ugh I love him ♥ And the lyrics do fit!
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Looking back to Sans for reassurance haha. I changed a few of the lyrics to be more Papyrus-specific -
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- also featured here! He’s got the Gaster pose going on here hehe, and cutting around in time of him in Snowdin and also back at Asgore’s, him reassuring Asgore about Sans’ HP is so cute, I had to make reference to it haha
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Happiest little sibling spinnies <3 <3 Probably the cutest panel of the whole bunch honestly haha ♥ Their little faces!! Ugh 💕
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One of those instances of the lyrical contradictions, and I think I would keep this jump forward - everything has changed! And they’re really not okay, but they have each other
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The one makes me laugh honestly, a bit dark lol. All their safe people, except for the two that take up the rear of each. I mean, technically it’s not inaccurate with Flowey’s, he won’t be alone! Unfortunately. The human, well
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Started settling into a rhythm by this point, and rather pleased for it :) Poor Papyrus! He didn’t do anything wrong and he still has all these sad feelings about it!
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All catching up to him :( You can only run from and ignore your problems for so long - this line feels so him, dealing with what their world is and all that entails, poorly
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I appreciate the fact that Papyrus has this dream several times, it fits lots of places! Gaster look what you did to him even when you don’t exist anymore
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Papyrus as an adult! Though he also is in the one with him and Sans dream-sharing. Things start breaking real bad for him, I’m still not over how good this song is lol
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I did admittedly go a little over-the-top with these, he was not crying this much but I just jsalfdjfds this scene is so- much. So much! The lyrics goaded me, blame them haha - and also the attention to his neck! Even if it’s not in reference to choking on tears specifically, still drawn to the same place! I love Sans going to comfort him as well as rally him ahhhhh
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I got his Soul glitches wrong haha, but seriously! This song, I swear!!
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A bit of irony - he’s being heard! So much! Just not listened to. I am so enamoured with his pose callbacks throughout the entire comic ugh, so beautifully done
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Handing off the song for a moment to someone who actually can rewind it - I don’t think I’ve ever drawn a Genocide Run human now that I think of it :0 It was so satisfying to draw Gaster kneeling on the ground like that haha, contact points were - on point ✨ for this doodle session hehehe
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Originally I had his glow coloured in purple but this was one that I actually went back to look at (because I love this scene so much hhgggg <3 <3 <3) and had to change to his natural colour - he deserves it!! He’s earned it!!
I’ve honestly fallen more in love with this song through him and vice versa haha ♪ It’d be quite a bit before/if I could make a full version, even just with what I’ve got here, but it was so fun to draw at all ♥
#Doodles#UT#Handplates#Papyrus#Sans#Gaster#And a bunch of others but only as cameos lol#Largely unedited because there's...a lot lol#The total ended up being 45 panels over the course of about five hours I think?#This was the project that really killed my hand#Honestly I don't even think it was drawing all of them so quickly - tho that didn't help lol#I think it was going back and forth between writing down the lyrics and drawing the accompanying art#I hold my pencil slightly differently between the two and I was in such a hurry to just get it all Out that I split the difference#Which actually just ended up in it being Just Wrong Enough for both to cramp up my hand pretty spectacularly#It actually still hurts a little a couple days later and I haven't drawn anything since lol#But it was worth it! It's not just floating around inside my head anymore! Phew!#Video-ifying it is a whole other thing tho...#But y'already know about that lol#I'm still going to give it a go but I don't exactly have a lot of hope lol#More than anything I'm just glad to have these down :) They're a very raw expression of the chemical soup Handplates made in my brain haha#Comparing the inspired-bys to their originals is interesting to me :0 These being like the shadow-print reading left on my mind hehe#Some things are more intense! Some less so - mostly to do with my ability to recreate them how they ''feel'' haha#It was a lot of fun :) Got a lot of Feelings out all at once! And all it took was my right hand hurting for a few days! Pfft#It's also kinda nice to edit a bit less - especially now that my paper is playing nice! Sheesh#Everything just out all at once hehe ♪#I do love to make in the same breath that I think up a concept! It keeps me energized! Keeps me moving forward! Feels good :)#So much better than just sitting on an idea until it's ''done right'' :P#I want to make pretty things of course! But sometimes I just want to Make
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FTFO Chapter 46 joke
Ink: Well I won't have to *leg* it now.
Dust: Huh? Who taught you puns?!
Ink: Uh I'm still a Sans. Stop actng like something is *afeet*.
Dust: Afoot.
Ink: Oh.
Dust: Ink you don't need to use comedy as a crutch if you're trying to act happier than what you are.
Ink: Was that pun on purpose?
Dust: ...Stars fucking damn it!
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pigeonstab · 2 months
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Echoes from a past forgotten
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Also enoch and some guy
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snowabb · 1 month
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All right, let me try.
I did a rough draft last Christmas, but I didn't finish it, mainly because it was too long, so I decided to put it off until Christmas this year >m<
However, I just remembered two days ago that my birthday was coming up, so I decided to finish painting part of it as my birthday present to myself.
I'm not a native English speaker but I wrote English lines for some inexplicable sense of ritual ´_ゝ` I racked my brains to write two English puns, hope it doesn't look too weird…
I was even stumped when I translated the text into my language. My friend ridiculed me 눈_눈 and encouraged me to try Posting it to the English fan community.
That's why I'm here.
I really like that last part myself Ծ‸Ծ
By the way, the strange character that appears in the second half is my oc
Uh, am I talking too much? I'm sorry //▽//
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