#@ god please

[mascxdaddy]

hi so actually if you bite my neck to muffle your moans while i'm fucking you i will probably give in to the primal urges to absolutely ruin you

[nothanksjohnny]

Guys I want angry starscream please I'm begging. I want him calculating every move he does. I want Megatron keeping him by his side because he's frightened on just how much worse starscream will become if he isn't tied down. I wanted a respected starscream because while Megatron can bash your head in star Will easily rip everything from you so he can just watch as you do it yourself. I want a starscream that confronts the others and holds his wings high. I want him to always make it aware he's the second in command for a reason. I want him to have a upper hand on Megatron as well. I want him seeking blood for his fallen fleets. I want him to be ready to carve Vos back up againfrom, the ground up. I want him to remind all the other deceptions he earned his place. I need to him to randomly show Soundwave and Shockwave just why he was and always will be second in command. I adore sympathetic Starscream but please let this man prove he's strong my mental health relys on it.

[sunny-knight]

oh….. the THINGS i would give for a @forgettable-au movie……..

gang- okay…

The vision of Papyrus and Gaster at Wingdings’ funeral…. was so vivid in my head. And now its going to be there forever. and i have 0 complaints.

Dunno if any of you have played Omori, but SPOILERS!

the context to this is kinda like the Blackspace segment. Papyrus is in his head sorting out the shit he needs to sort out through metaphors n such. But Gaster is also there because he can do that because theyre the same person (IT MAKES SENSE)

I imagine that whole thing happens right after Papyrus regains all his wingdings memories like he gets knocked out or something- IM MAKING A LOT OF ASSUMPTIONS HERE LIKE HE MIGHT NOT EVEN REMEMBER, EVER!!! I REALLY HOPE HE DOES!!! BUT!!!

Just let me have my silly fanfics…

After a lot of fighting and agony over the question of WHO IS PAPYRUS? ESPECIALLY AFTER HE’S LEARNED TOO MUCH?

it ends with a somber scene of putting Wingdings to rest, letting his 2 halves live their own lives.

Papyrus asks “Why did you do this?” as in… Why did you bring me here? and why did you do what you did? throwing yourself into the void?

Gaster has the same answer for both of those questions

Thats my theory, I think a lot of Gaster/Wingdings’ ambition, in game and in comic, is just curiosity

TIME FOR SOME FUN LITTLE EASTER EGGS!!!

In the first frame, theres a raindrop in front of Papyrus’ eye socket, meant to allude to Wingdings’ eye lights.

Also the field is filled with Echo and Golden flowers. Echo represents Wingdings, and Golden represents Papyrus. Gaster is just Gaster, don’t worry about him

I also had fun making the save point star look sorta like a cross from the distance…cause yknow…heaven….TEEHEE

I got emotional putting “dearest brother” on the grave cause I couldnt put any more stuff like “closest friend” or “dear son”….Sans was kinda all he had…

and lastly heres some bonus behind the scenes stuff because I have enough room for it

some sketches, and a speedpaint with the best instrumental song ever made from the best liveaction movie ever made that has absolutely nothing to do with the forgettable au (Little Miss Sunshine - “THE WINNER IS”)

Highly recommend, 100/10, makes me UGLY SOB, think the undertale gang would like it (especially Papyrus and Undyne)

[konoko]

[bathylychnops]

jenniferrrrr the strugglerrr

(like right before he faked his deathhh ouu superhero spiralling into insanity & darkness from years of stress and anguish..) its kindof funny like he was like damn ok my superhero friends think im dead now & im registered now as a brand new supervillain. Mission Accomplished. umm what now.. (SURPRISE! YOU'RE TRANSGENDER! BITCH!)

[hexedvampire]

WHERE IS MY SWORD WHERE ARE MY WINGS

[just-call-me-dj]

RETURN OF THE KING

[sissy-cum-dump327]

[poppy-metal]

ooookay ngl recently i have realized that i have a thing for being "inspected" so to speak... NOT a medical kink but like... think i'm thinking about this bc the creep!au polaroids

envisioning the different ways that they would spread you open and take you in. think i'm impartial to sweetie art coaxing your legs open "c'mon, pretty girl, show me how wet you are" and kinda gently probing you open... maybe a firm hand holding up the bottom of your thigh. could also be an incredulous blushing virgin about it lol bottom line he's pussywhipped

asshole patrick dgaf and is getting all up in there, index and middle finger spreading you open. thumbing at your clit with a smirk. "you actually this sensitive?" when he hears you huff a whine and squirm under his gaze and hands. giving your cunt a slap or two or five?? to test the waters.

or u know just like. being bent over either of their knees with them stopping to dip their fingers in your- ok wait actually being bent over ONE of their laps with the other working their fingers into you! yeah! yep!!!!! teasing you at how wet you get from a few swats to your ass!!! bye!!

what if we all just killed ourselves

[vidding-is-my-passion]

Kim truly trusts you

[berboldten]

[ihavenoideayimhere]

PLEASE BILLIE🙏🙏🙏 #NEED IT

someone make a billie fic based on the song?? If u catch my drift

[sytale]

how i love it when she’s a little older than me ♡_♡

[doctordiscosbignaturals]

noooo babe pleaseeee don’t shave it let the beard grow out you look sooooo sexy

there’s is a criminal lack of pictures of him with the grey beard 😔

[spaciebabie]

ive ner sketched w/the pen i use for lineart so i did that in the 2nd one. felt weird. might do it again i dunno

[inkyquince]

I think at the beginning of the chosen coming together, gortash awoke with durge on top of him, knife to his throat, the bhaalspawn watching him close to see how the chosen of bane would react, just to see him squirm and beg. But he doesn't. He looks right back at them, illuminated by the moonlight, blood stains the side of their face, probably of his guards, and they look... Like everything. He doesn't know if he should kneel for them or making them submit to him. Doesn't know if he should pray at their altar or desecrate them on top of it.

Then he draws his dagger from under his pillow.

Hooks his leg over theirs and forcibly pins them down, dagger against their throat, their own falling by the wayside.

The bhaalspawn is amused. Lips drawn into almost a sneer, almost a smile. And what else can he do but lean down and kiss them.

It wasn't until he felt their teeth sink into his bottom lip that his awe became heated, needing to taste them in every way.