#Outer x Cross

[sancest-shipper]

Can you draw.. Outer x Cross?

Interesting ship X) I loved to draw it !!! I also hope you like it too ;)

100% sure Outer could forgive Cross !

I called this ship SpaceCross !!

[star-sara]

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Pólux⭐ x Emilo⭕

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Un extra:

ENG

Emilo: Done, now pay

Sara (yo/me): ok thanks guys

Emilo: I only did it for the money

Pólux: Me too

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Pólux y/and Emilo me pertenecen/They belong to me !

[thestrongestjewel]

been sketching a lot these past days!! guess I got tired after working on that big uty piece wahh

[cinnabynn]

silly thing i made :3

splotch belongs to me

[pepperpixel]

Initial drawings of that old man… I literally, I haven’t finished reading the book of bill yet!!! I had to stop and take a break for a week to feverishly draw fanart of myself petting fords floofy hair and giving him attention and shit…!!!! The urge was too great….!! I’ve literally. I had a crush on this guy the instant he was first REVEALED in the show, but I did not have the artistic prowess to draw good looking old men back then… but I do now… thank god… thank fucking god

[artymcartistskeletons]

I asked a while back for some ships or crackships to design fanchildren for. Wanted to test my character design skills.

Here's my favorites finalized!

Horror - Sour-Apple-Studios Farmer - GuinongTale_AU Cross - Jakei96 / Jakeiartwork Ink - Comyet / Myebi Reaper - Renrink Outer - 2mi127 / Mimi Pippinski Error - CrayonQueen Fell - Underfell / Vic / Fella

[10beanie01]

<>w<> 👍

I like the Alaina Prana Cq momma comics so this.

[runningfrom2am]

you’re losing me - r.c

summary: after standing, unwavering at Rafe's side while you took and lost the gold and the cross over and over again, you've finally had enough.

tags/warnings: angst, established relationship (rafe x reader), song fic (you're losing me, taylor swift), unedited, some swearing

wc: 1k

i feel like this is so shit bc i don't ever do oneshots but i had too bc this song is just too good- taylor swift has done it again ladies and gents

you stand at the front door of your boyfriend of seven years childhood home with an overnight bag slung over your shoulder. you haven’t been here in months, and it feels like forever. it doesn’t even feel like a home to you anymore. neither does he. you spent a long time contemplating whether to throw out everything you built together, or keep it. eventually you decided.

you take a deep breath as you bang your fist against the door, exhaling as you step back from the door and look up onto the balcony. within seconds, you see the familiar face of your boyfriend, peeking over the edge, a phone held to his ear and with his free hand he holds a finger out to you, signalling he’ll be down in a second. you nod as your eyes fall back to the door once he disappears.

“babe, what are you doing here?” rafe asks as he slings the door open, a nervous smile crossing over his face.

you step past him into the entrance of tannyhill mansion, turning to face him.

“you left me in guadeloupe, in a big empty house with nothing to do but wait for you to come back and you never did!” he freezes for a moment at your outburst before regaining his composure, shutting the door.

“i know, i’m so sorry, love, but i’m handling some business here for my dad- you know that.” he explains, reaching out and resting his hand on your shoulder.

“you’re dad actually sent me.” you say, crossing your arms over your chest. “and i see there’s not even a for sale sign on the front lawn, so really, what have you been doing?”

he rolls his eyes, simultaneously dropping his hand back to his side. “listen, i’m working on it, okay? there’s a lot to do, with the money and the cross and the gold and-“ you cut him off.

“stop!” you shout, louder than you probably intended but after weeks of hardly hearing a word from him, texts and calls going unanswered, you need him to hear you. to see you, again. you find yourself frustratedly holding your hands up next to your head. you open your eyes and look at your boyfriend, hardly recognizing the man in front of you as he stared back in shock. “enough about the stupid gold and that stupid cross! i just- i can’t take this anymore!”

“you weren’t saying it was stupid a few months ago when you helped me pull it out of the fucking ocean- and, and you didn’t say that when we got robbed at gunpoint by my sister and her stupid look boyfriend over that same gold. so don’t tell me, now, that you think it’s stupid. we almost died for that, y/n!”

“rafe, stop.” you say, calm even as he shouted back at you. at least he’s here. at least you’re talking. “you’re losing me.”

“what?” his voice is softer now, and the expression on his face tells you he’s reeling over this information. after everything you’ve been through together, everything you’ve risked and lost over this gold, he couldn’t lose you too.

“i can’t do this anymore.” you explain softly, shaking your head and looking down at his shoes. “what happened to us? we’re hurting people. i know that’s not right, but i was always doing everything for you. fighting only in your army- i just assumed we were always doing what was right but i saw the way those kids look at us. we’re monsters to them, rafe.” your eyes lock with his again as he shakes his head. “and you’re just ignoring me now. what we had is long gone.”

“no- no. i’m- we’re doing this for us. once i melt down that cross and sell it i’ll give you everything you’ve ever wanted. everything we’ve fought for, it’s yours. i promise.” he insists, grabbing your shoulders and rubbing them reassuringly.

“i knew you took the cross…” you chuckle, but it lacks humour. “don’t melt it down. it belongs to pope and his family in rights, we should just give it back.”

“you’re not hearing me-“ he starts, but you cut him off again.

“no, you’re not hearing me.” you say, shaking your head. “you’ve changed. i’ve changed. we were good people, and i can’t live with myself if this is who we are now. i can’t keeping hurting people because of you, over money. it’s so stupid.”

“i don’t understand…” he says, staring deep into your eyes, his own widening at what he knew you were insinuating.

“i know you don’t.” you smile sadly in return, reaching up to cup his cheek in your palm. “you are not the boy i fell in love with in middle school. and i am not that girl anymore either. i gave you all the best versions of me, i was always here for you, but you don’t reach for me anymore.”

“no- no you can’t leave me now.” rafe says in protest, his blue eyes welling up with tears. “it’s almost done. we’re almost done and everything will go back to normal.”

you softly sigh. “i don’t think it can. i’ve shown you signs for months now- that i wasn’t happy. and every time you gave me this same speech.”

“no, y/n, i love you. you know that.” he says, grabbing your hand now and pressing your knuckles to his lips, bruises there faded while your nails had been bitten down until they bled. until this last year, he had never seen you without a fresh manicure.

“i know.” you whisper. “but i just can’t.” you shake your head, pulling away from him and stepping back towards the door.

he stays silent, watching you as you stop before you grab the handle. “say something.” you say, refusing to look back over your shoulder. the air is thick with the loss of this relationship- and rafe’s never-ending indecision.

“i don’t know what you want to hear.” he mumbles his reply.

“i only wanted you to see me.” you reply, looking back at him now. “if you choose me, then we can talk.” you say, walking out and closing the door behind you.

rafe stands in the foyer, breathing heavily as he thinks about what he should do. what he has to do.

it’s you, or the cross.

[qin-qin16]

“Let me worship you,” you whisper, kneeling in front of him while your eyes are lost in those deep eye sockets. “Let you be my muse just for tonight so I can appreciate you…” Your face rests on his femur, and soon you feel a soft caress on your hair; his phalanges, light as a feather, sliding over your strands.

“Just for tonight…” he repeats in the same tone as your whisper — welcoming, gentle. However, if it were up to you alone, he would be your eternal muse.

— Can be interpreted with any Sans

[emyartblog]

Here's my ship list

This was made by @satouu_nee on twitter :>

[star-sara]

¡Hola mis pequeñas almas!~

Vengo traigo aquí unos nuevos nenes uvu pero en dibujo tradicional :3

Aunque como apenas se entiende un chorizo mi letra abajo de las imágenes les dejo la información :>

❴ Emilo ❵

•Hijo de Jaja x Killer!Sans.

•13 años.

•Timido, un poco callado, es dulce con sus padres, juguetón.

•Tapa uno de sus ojos porque dice que no le gusta cómo es.

•Ama los conejos y bichos.

•Se pone nervioso si entra en pelea.

•Le desagrada discutir y el chocolate.

•Aveces no puede dormir por su insomnio.

❴ Pólux ❵

•Hijo de Outer x Cross.

•17 años.

•Enérgico, muy amable, chistoso, amigable, leal, confiable, algo sensible.

•Quiere ser un guardia real cómo su madre (Cross).

•Estudia sobre el universo y todo lo que este relacionado con él.

•Puede crear nubes.

•Ama leer, hacer actividades físicas, el ejercicio, lo esponjoso, cocinar, jardinería.

•Odia ser flojo, que lo engañen y ser una decepción.

•Demisexual.

•Soltero.

❴ Francis ❵

•Hijo de Mel x Ganz x StrawberryNightmare.

•5 años.

•Juguetón, ingenuo, poco cariñoso, astuto.

•Tiene algunas marcas en su cuerpo (algo parecidas a tatuajes pero no lo son.)

•Le gusta los juguetes, pasteles, pay de caramelo, leche de fresa, objetos muy brillantes.

•Le cae mal Gz!flowey, odia los golpes y el ruido.

•Su sombra es su acompañante.

•Su ojo puede cambiar de color.

•Es apegado a Chocolate!Killer.

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Bye bye mis pequeñas almas~🌺💕

[tofu-autumn-sunset]

meme

[rotteneldritchhorror]

rewatching the cross melting scene and UOFGSDHOFUDSHFODSHUOFGUOSDOGUFDS

"I don't think I got this in me, country club."

"I do."

"I knew you did."

WITH SO MUCH LOVE IN HIS EYES FOR THIS CRAZY BITCH??????

BARRY LOOKING SO DAMN FUCKING FINE IN THAT FUCKING JUMPSUIT, AND SOMEHOW EVEN EXTRA FINE WITH IT RESTING LIKE THAT ON HIM AND THE SUNSET?????

AND BARRY SAYING THEY'RE GOING TO HELL FOR SURE AND RAFE JUST NODDING AND GRINNING SO GENUINELY.

BITCH DOESNT NEED TO BE LOOKING THAT FOINE WHILE MELTING AN ANCIENT ARTIFACT- YALL ARE DISTRACTING ME FROM THE HEARTBREAK WITH YOUR FUCKING HOMOEROTIC TENSION

[floredaqueen]

So, I'm currently riding around ideas

If you have more specific ideas, jot 'em down in the comments♡♡

[rafesbbyy]

I genuinely love all and every Rafe fic I read and I swear everyone in this fandom is so freaking talented, but sometimes I wish there were Rafe fics that were more show accurate. I wanna read fics that have canon show events and characterization and stuff—I love reading the ones where Cameron family is depicted as close and happy but we all know in canon, they're anything but. The canon to me is also just so much more interesting and I just wanna explore those dynamics and obx fandom writers are so goddamn skilled.

[tabbywaslost]

Ya'll

Ask me for any UTMV ship headcanons except ships I don't approve of

Said ships that I don't approve of:

1. Dreammare

2. Swadmare

3. Any dream x any Nightmare

4. Child x adult

5. Parent x child

6. Fresh x Geno

7. Fresh x Error

8. Basically any illegal ship

Just request or ask and you shall receive at least 10 long headcanons per ship

Just please tell me what sort of headcanons you want! I do fluff and angst, so if you want all headcanons to be angst or fluff then tell me or I will do 5 angst and 5 fluff