#cyratius

Commission for @skelegtvt !

Thank you so much again for commissioning me! I had a lot of fun drawing your boys and I enjoyed talking with you about them! 💕 💕 💕

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Alpine Lily Dings was born into a friendly family.She was a sweet child,but grew into a bitter woman.Her sister,Arial Lupine Dings,was sweet,all through life,even into adulthood. Alpine’s bitterness kept her from finding love,while her sister easily did so,but her gentle heart was often taken advantage of.Alpine finally found a man,the same time Arial did,it being both woman’s final one. Alpine dated and soon married Vincent McGhanheart,a gruff,burly skeleton monster,whom,despite both their bitter natures,got along well and mellowed one another out,while Arial dated and married Ghram Stonesman,a local blacksmith with a heart of gold.

Both enjoyed their marriages,and soon found themselves pregnant,both giving birth to boys,Alpine naming her son Cyratius Charles Dings,and Arial naming hers Cerious Vilanthy Gaster. The two were very handsome babies,and they enjoyed one another’s company,from how they cried when they had to be separated. They were forced underground not too long afterward,but that hardly stopped the two women,and their families.Alpine and Arial arranged play-dates often,since they wouldn’t stop crying when separated,the years going by like this,until they were both two.

Alpine’s marriage with Vince began to get rocky,the two often shouting and fighting,even doing so at their poor son,even if it wasn’t his fault. They somehow both came to start taking their anger out upon their son,doing anything in their power to make him miserable,while they themselves became happier,and relaxed in the evening when they left Cyratius alone to do whatever outside.

Arial noticed that with each play-date,her nephew was getting skinnier,his outgoing nature withdrawing,it getting to the point where Cerious noticed,the three year old asking if his cousin was alright.She assured him he was,before leaving the two to play,going to speak to Alpine. Alpine denied anything,saying he was simply becoming shy her husband agreeing. She wasn’t convinced,but couldn’t prove anything,so she dropped it.However,when Cyratius and Cerious had their fifth birthdays,about a week or two after they turned five,Arial noted how her nephew refused to do anything,even with his cousin,unless it was sitting and hugging,she and her son confused. She tried asking what was wrong,but he refused to speak,simply asking for some snacks,and a cup of apple juice.She and Cerious noted how he simply seemed to spiral as the years passed,getting thinner and thinner,barely any muscle on him when he turned thirteen,Cerious refusing to leave Cyratius alone much at all,constantly by his side no matter what.He started telling her how he thinks Cyratius’s family must be abusing him in some way,they only talking about it once said monster had fallen asleep,he relaying to her that after Alpine’s husband died in the war,he’d noticed more harm showing up upon his cousin’s body.She relayed that they can’t assume that Alpine was harming Cyratius,but she didn’t doubt her sister was doing something to the poor child,since it couldn’t be a coincidence that he got worse once her nephew’s father died.But they couldn’t do anything,without proof.

Cerious joined the guard at sixteen,Arial proud of her son,she making sure to invite Cyratius over constantly,just for some rest and something to eat,since he still didn’t seem to be getting better,even if he’d started gaining a bit of weight.She and Cerious were worried for him,her son constantly dropping by to check up on him,even during his patrol hours,just to make sure he was safe.Even if he seemed skittish and paranoid,any sudden movements making him flinch,or back away swiftly in fear. They moved slowly around him,to not startle him,and make sure he felt safe and secure with them.

Arial thought she and Cerious were doing good,were making progress,when Cyratius became a bit calmer around them after a while.She didn’t expect,two years later,to be staring into the crazed eyelights of her nephew,covered in blood and dust,his form looming over her own,clearly ready to strike,but hesitating. She knew what he was doing. Finally lashing out,from all those years of pain and suffering……She brought a hand up,wiping a drop of blood from his cheekbone,knowing she couldn’t,and wouldn’t stop him,softly telling him that she loves him,and forgives him for what he was doing.She just wanted him to know that,and relay to Cerious that she loved him too.She hardly felt those claws strike her body,before she faded to dust.

Alpine,the first of the mass killing spree,hadn’t expected it,not from the son she’d beaten down and abused for years,that maniac grin and wild gaze….she finally knew that behind that exterior,a monster was brewing within.She’d created this creature before her,who’s claws were sunk into her skull as she screamed,body being torn to shreds by the right hand,his sickening,insane cackling the final thing she heard before her soul shattered,killing her.The entire underground was wiped out,Cerious the only one left aside from who had been doing all the killing,he finally catching up to who he knew did it,and watching the final monster die at Cyratius’s hands.His cousin was battered and worn out,panting heavily as he turned and approached,finally calm and done,falling to his knees before him.Tears welled up in all four of those sockets,even if one didn’t work,spilling down his face as a choked sob escaped his throat.“Kill me. Please.”

It didn’t even take a thought.“No.”He helps Cyratius to his feet,where his cousin breaks down and hugs him,sobbing into his shoulder,relaying what his mother had said,he feeling a few tears of his own slip down his face.“I forgive you,you stupid,irrational idiot.”

He knows Cyr won’t know why he didn’t kill him,or why he was forgiven,but he didn’t need to know,as long as he tried to better himself,now that he was free of his wretched mother.

Why did he spare him,and forgive him?

Because he refused to hate him,to give up on him,even when he himself had. Cyratius could be better,and would be better.He knows it.

A while ago I decided to draw my favourite pointy-teeth gasters (and mister for some reason) in one photo and digitise it, but... it was taking forever. I might post it someday.

*breath in*

From the left, from the left...

Naga- mine

Cyratius: @skeletalegastertalevoidtale

Swapfell: @bun-bunmuse

Salty: @gasteritis

Fang: mine

Flubber and Allen: @wdgadget

Blindy and Fell: @bun-bunmuse

Mister(not even a gaster): mine

A small figure answers the door,they yawning and rubbing a socket,peeking up at the stranger,wearing a pair of cute music note pajamas.He blinks,before asking softly,

“Who’re you?”

There’s a few noises from inside,before a voice calls,obviously tired,

“What’re you doing at the door Pluto?”

The child,now named Pluto,looks inside the house and points at Duality,footsteps approaching before a comfortable yet tired Cyratius appeared in the doorway.His brow bone furrowed,before he said,

Hades gives a hiss,but does give Cyratius a kiss,before slapping him across the face,making the cannibal cry out.

“Fucker what was that for?!”

“For thinking such things about my brother.You know I can impede on dreams,and your dream last night wasn’t very appropriate about him.”

The shorter gawks,as Àdis tucks further behind his brother,flushing a bright pink.

“Like I can fucking control my dreams!!”

“I can and will if you fucking keep thinking about him like that.”

(Cyratius-Mixture of hyper drunk and depressive drunkSarin- Overly flirty drunk, almost to the point of being overbearing and rude/selfishHades-SCARY DRUNK NOPE NOPE NOPEJudge-A very sad drunk, either suffering quietly or crying about his problems to every ear he can catch

Pup-Quiet drunk

Dewberry-Giggly drunk

Kink/Inktober days 1 and 2!

1.Sextoy/strapon

2.Choking/deepthroat

Wand is 1 and moon is 2 from the witchy Inktober,shown via a tattoo and a wand,choking turned into a collar and leash XD

"Of course....bring it in."

Cyratius opens his arms,and makes a gesture for you to approach,the cannibal warm and welcoming this time around.