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An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
And now for someone you didn’t want to hear from.
Editing? What’s that? I don’t have time for that! I did do some of that but It’s been a month of writing now and then, so I just wanted to get it posted.
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little sketch
“been changing forms for as long as i remember. don’t even know what form i was born in. so, it’s always felt normal to me. but full skeleton, full blaster, and every stage in between are the only forms i’ve ever had.”
The Void shows you the baby picture. @lizardlover67
Nervous boi! ;0;
Someone adores you. (Babyblasters au)
Papyrus pressed his face into Sans' ratty hoodie, snuggling for warmth, shivering as a gust of wind flew by. Sans unzipped his jacket, wrapped Papyrus in it and zipped it back up. *Ever since the bad men fell into the machine, things were different. Sans started acting strange. He used to be open and say lots. Now he's quiet and he keeps things to himself. He tries his hardest to keep me safe. But, from what? Sometimes he goes out of the den to look around, his lazer charged and ready to fire. But i worry for him sometime*, Papyrus thought to himself. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he heard footsteps. Papyrus tapped sans with his bony snout and spoke his name. "Brother?," He whispered. He poked sans again and got no response. "Brother! Someones coming", Papyrus whispered aloud again. He wiggled his way out of sans jacket and pulled him towards the back of the den, to which they wont be seen. The footsteps got louder. Soon they came to a stop. A shadow loomed over the den cave. It was almost illuminating. Papyrus, felt sans twitch a bit. He touched sans skull with a paw, he was boiling hot. Papyrus scared and confused looked out of the den when he felt another rush of wind. His bones became stiff and his paws were numb. The sharpened phalanges already frosted to a point where one could see the ice building up. Papyrus dragged sans over towards the entrance. He hoped the monster was still there, or close by. Papyrus had just enough time to switch to bipedal form. Usually, the transformation was easy and somewhat bearable. Papyrus teared up a bit, frost already building up. The determined skeleton picked up sans by his hoodie and brought hime to the top of the den. He laid him in the snow. Papyrus followed up and fell to his knees. But just before he slipped unconsciousness, papyrus spoke out one word he came to learn these past 4 years, the one word he spoke many times before.... "help!"....Papyrus yelled as loud as he could at the moment. Which to anyone else who was listening would sound like regular talking. Papyrus fell into the snow. He heard footsteps and the faint mumbling sound. He couldnt help but crack a grin as he passed out.
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I’ve hit art block something fierce on all my projects (a common side effect after a busy show and all the prep work that goes into it) combined with only being in the studio 3 days this week and having to move next week, I’m trying to unblock by drawing literally anything that comes to mind and all I can think of is skeleton dragons.
Inspired by @mnstrcndy and their amazing renditions of GB Swap Papyrus, I took a shot at Underfell GB Sans, and how I imagine kid Papyrus would react to that in the Underfell AU
(Note: I headcanon that the UF skelebros act similar to their original incarnations, just meaner, more cynical, and with darker senses of humor, kinda how the Addams family movies work.)
How bad is it when the person running an event almost misses the first week? To be fair to myself, a LOT has been going on and honestly, I barely had the energy for this. I’ll try to do better for the others, and I hope to make something more polished for them.
The bad habit here is “nest making.” I do head canon GB Sans sleeping about anywhere with ease. Yet, I think he also really likes making “nests” out of pillows, sheets, blankets, socks, and anything else soft that might make good bedding. (Papyrus sees it as more mess making. To him, a bed is a bed.)
Sanses, amirite?
