#love the colors in this plus the way you draw him is 🔥🔥🔥

[saliosis]

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ok, so here's the deal with the slight design change! (i swear, it's cool)

i wanted to make chuck latino because i joked about it once (w/ fred stoller being on handy manny saying "my amigos 😆" and then saying his colors look like the flag of colombia 💀) but it stuck for some reason. to me, it works PERFECTLY.... if becky can be an alien who is

"ambiguously brown"

then why can't a sandwich person like chuck also be brown, yknow 🔥⁉️

(help i keep accidentally latinoifying wg characters--)

chuck? nah. he is now, officially

chuck el sandwichero perverso 🥪🇨🇴‼️🔥

(as they call him in the spanish dub aka chica supersabia)

for starters, i wanted to experiment with changing the type of bread he's based on. i can assume chuck is based on the classic sandwich made up of white bread (...💀) so i wanted to change it up for latino chuck.... yknow... yknow.... yknow.... 🕴️

i'm also just not a fan of plain white bread 🤕 LMFKAJDKSN

i had a couple of options to chose from so i can upgrade his sandwichness™ 💭 but i decided to settle onnnnnnn..........................

funky multigrain bread!! my favorite 🥄🥄‼️ anytime i make a sandwich, i usually reach for this bread... (and when i say "anytime" i mean the times i'm extra and watch a chuck episode while eating a sandwich 💀💀)

i like the idea of chuck having seeds and grains on his face... think of it like moles, freckles, or even acne scars if you will 🤷‍♂️ brent straight-up has seeds on him that represent freckles so why not, right⁉️ we can get creative here w/ it!!

plus- he's so much more bread-like this way

above is a fast doodle, but it is what i ended up sticking with for my design. if you see in the final drawing, i did shift around with some of his costume colors to make it work with the bread type-colors!!

i imagine brent being a variation of bread that looks similar to chuck. that way chuck can be multigrain bread and brent can be another type.

parent who is multigrain bread + parent who is another type of bread = two siblings, each being one of two options of bread because of genes™ (wow. sandwich person science 😍😍🥪🧬 /s)

my two options for brent's bread type? because i will probably never draw that man? either molasses bread (left) or even dark rye (right)?? but i lean towards dark rye brent because that idea seems so scrumptious to me

ngl i have never been too sure what type of bread brent is based on......

the wiki doesn't really help me decide. he has freckles that seem to be like seeds, so that means he's a type of bread that has seeds. but also, not that many seeds.... which is likely an animation thing since animating all those damn seeds must be hard. but idk? but his skin tone is very slightly darker than chuck so that makes me think he isn't white bread based™ (help what am i talking about)

if any bread experts™ out there have some guesses, let me know so we can talk about that more. for some reason, this is really fascinating.

anyways.... latino brent can be real too 🤷‍♂️

um...............

brent 😍🥪🇨🇴🔥‼️

(because i swear to god they just call him brent in the spanish dub instead of his long ass name)

but yeah 👍 that's my little hc-chuck related ramble. i may not talk about him, but i really fuckin love chuck 😭

............ .. . . . ... . .... . .. . ...... . .. ...... ....... .. .. .. .....typing this out has made me realize how much thought, effort, and research i have done all because of a joke i made. a joke i made about a cartoon character from a kids show where we haven't gotten new content in years. and that it's likely that i'm the only person thinking so deeply about a family of sandwiches--

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Graceland, 1972

“What are we going to do with all these scarves?”

There are just so many of them. You had no idea just how many Elvis had amassed in the past few years. Scarves in every color of the rainbow, some solid, some patterned, some short, some long. A veritable smorgasbord of silk. No wonder his closet was bursting at the seams.

You lean in, drawing in the distinctly spicy scent of him locked into the soft fabric, running your fingers through them hanging in his large closet.

“Oh, I can think of a few things we could do, darlin’,” he breathes in your ear, voice smooth and buttery as he wraps his arms around you from behind. Pulling you into him, you feel the roaring heat of him against your back, blazing through you, stoking warmth low in your belly.

“E, we’re supposed to be cleaning things out and here you are being distracting,” you attempt to scold him, but it comes out as a breathy sigh instead. He nuzzles into your neck, his pillowy lips lighting fires across your skin. A tiny gasp falls from your lips, turning into a hum when he flattens a palm over your hip—a gentle press backwards that he meets with his pelvis.

“What about Nicky?” you whisper, your hand reaching up to graze Elvis’ jaw and your body responding in an almost Pavlovian way to his touch.

Finding time for intimacy with a two-year-old toddling around could be challenging to say the least. It had certainly been an adjustment when your family grew suddenly last year, though you both always made a conscious effort to make time for each other in that way. It was nearly impossible not to. You both had so much lost time to make up for and it showed in your private (and sometimes public) moments.

“Oh, he’s fine,” he reassures you, flitting his fingers down the side of your body. “He’s outside with Patsy and Dodger and the other kids. Nothin’ to worry about. Just you and lil’ ol’ me, up here all alone.” His lip slowly quirks up into a salacious grin.

His free hand pulls one of the scarves—a fiery red one with bold, black trim—off its hanger.

Your heart flutters. This scarf sticks out in your memory because there was one time at the International when he’d worn it after a show and looked so outrageously handsome, so haughtily debonair, you’d nearly come apart just from staring at him. And if memory serves, you came apart many times that night, after all was said and done. The thought melts through you, stoking the embers in your belly.

Elvis quite deftly winds the silk over your eyes. Robbed of your sight, your lips fall open, and you are only able to get out a hushed, “What are—?” before he shushes you. His warm breath tickles the shell of your ear and sends a cascade of shivers down your spine.

There’s a grin evident in his tone when you attempt to remove the scarf that has suddenly darkened your world. “Nuh uh, no touching,” he tsks, playfully slapping at your hand.

With your sight gone, your other senses begin to go on high alert. Heat is coming off him in waves. Having showered not long ago, your nose is filled with his clean scent of Neutrogena soap and Brut cologne, but there is a sudden muskiness on his breath that unlocks something deeply primal inside you.

It sends you squirming in his arms, and you are desperate to feel his skin against yours.

Instead, he clamps his arm around yours from behind, effectively trapping you against him. “What a naughty lil’ girl,” he growls. “I guess you need some help followin’ instructions, don’tcha?”

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[meowzcw]

Some random bits of info about my oc A-Sans while I’m in the car 🦅 sorry it’s kind of long

He wears the same thing every single day no matter the occasion and he only changes when he has to wash his clothes (which is rarely + he immediately switches back into them once they’re washed)

He loves noise which is why he hangs around busy places to nap -He also loves napping and never misses an opportunity to sleep

He makes friends pretty easily when people actually talk to him, animals see him as scary and never approach him

As you know from his lil lore, he met Ink once and poor ink always gets that “Can you fix this and that bla bla bla” and when Ink said he couldn’t help A didn’t mind he wasn’t able to help him

More down below, don’t want this post taking up someone’s whole feed 🦐🦐

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A doesn’t blame anyone for anything, he thinks there’s always a reason behind how someone acts/thinks and he sympathizes for them. Unless they’re being crazy then he’s like “there is no hope for this one”

A usually has an eye closed because he’s too lazy to open them both at the same time

His arms never just hang, his hands go into his pockets on default and when he’s sitting they cross when they can

He wears mittens sometimes that are the same color as his coat fluff (when I don’t want to draw his hands 🔥)

Harsh weather hardly affects him due to him getting used to the horrid weather in his au

He pretty much has the freedom to wander wherever he wants au wise, his body technically isn’t real since if he were to die he’d just reset back into his au like he was supposed to. Though he only hangs around in aus with the surface available for the variety of areas.

A tries his best not to get attached to anyone due to the amount of resets in his au messing with his view of reality, he thinks he could wake up any second back there and doesn’t want to miss anyone or have someone miss him (He sucks at this though and he can’t bring himself to not get attached)

When he teleports he disappears in the blink of an eye without a sound, his magic is also unpredictable and takes him more effort to use so he hardly fights.

He has mismatched slippers. One is his original fluffy pink one full of dust, the other is a non fluffy grey one he found while he got his coat (the one he permanently borrowed)

He buried his original blue coat in a field because he felt like it had *too* much dust on it

He saw the dust on his face in a mirror once and tried scrubbing it off for a good hour or few but it only made it darker in the spots near his eyes so now he avoids mirrors

The dust got there after the wind blew a bunch on him while he was chasing after Frisk, it’s only not on the middle of his face because he wiped it off in a hurry

He pretty much completely gave up on himself and anything regarding his au, but he holds hope for everyone else. Very negative and positive at the same time

Papyrus gave up on Frisk way before him, he got so depressed he was bedridden for months at a time and Sans had to bring food up for him

He enjoys the smaller things in life, basically just relaxing since he was in a constant stress for a good 7 years until he was suddenly free from all of that. He’d be guilty about that but he drinks his sorrows away so he can’t think about anything to get sad about

I ran out of things to say plus I’m feeling sick so lmk if you have any questions or anything you wanna ask about A-Sans 🦅

[sillyyywrites]

STARES AT YOU.

Hiiii Bonez !!!!!!!!

Wanna write somethin’ sweet for me?

like uh uh uh just uh just DCA (any) being oh so very nice to meeeee (or y/n). WANT UH WANT ENCOURAGEMENT FROM DCA (like im doing soso good at life and making good decisions.)

/nf of course!!!! (And I will write or draw something in return if you want tee hee. LIKE AN ART TRADE BUT ITS WRITING AND/OR ART :00000)

You don’t need to draw/write anything slime!!!!

Oouuugh what if i was evil (positive) and made it a massive timeskip in my au cause i dont wanna build up friendships in writing (i will do exactly this)

Gender neutral pronouns and no use of y/n and please read this as platonic!!

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You walk into the daycare, a little tired, but you’re functioning. You walk down the stairs, not really noticing the power outage or taking any mind to it, you’re just zoned out. You open the massive doors that look like a castles doors and walk inside. You hear little ‘clicks’ and ‘clacks’ from a few directions.

“You can’t scare me anymore, moon. Im to used to this.” You say as you don’t really wanna deal with a jumpscare so early in the morning. You hear little ‘clicks’ closer, and closer. “Are you okay?” They ask as it descends and unhooks themselves. “You know you’re doing great, okay? You got a few animatronics who care, and you.. somehow.. got me on that train.” He isn’t letting you not think that today.

“Hmmm.. let’s look at your tasks together, okay?” He says, not gonna let you do these tasks alone anymore. “It’s fine, moon, I can do this.” You say to him, you’re used to the tasks of cleaning up, checking generators, the other repetitive tasks you do everyday. “I am not asking you if you want help, you’re getting help.” Well, they’re still a little intimidating.

“Fine, not like I have a choice anyway.” You respond to it. A little while later you’ve finished checking the last generator to make sure it’s functioning and won’t randomly burst into flames. “They’re all fine.” You say, hearing a little ‘clicks’ as you turn to look at moon, who is visibly happy, a little hard to tell if it’s genuine with that unmoving permanent smile on his face, but they seem happy. “Where’s the cleaning supplies?” You ask moon as you crawl out the colorful Play-place.

“Already done, we didn’t feel like waiting for you.” He responds to your question. “Wowww, i mean, thank you, but wowwwww.” You jokingly act like you’re upset. “You did good, Starlight.” He tells you. “Thank yOU- WHAT ARE YOU DOIN-��� You raise your voice as he forcefully yoinks you out the Play-place and carrying you like a burrito (if that makes sense?) and carries you to a little nest of pillows and blankets, and drops you on it. Before you could even process anything you’re burrito wrapped and trapped in coziness!

“What are you doing.” You ask moon, slightly annoyed he didn’t warn or ask you before he picked you up. “Your work is as good as done, you deserve a reward for doing your best, and I’m proud of you, Little star.” He tells you as he curls around you a little bit as he continues, “Plus, I miss wrapping the kids up and hugging them to sleep, it’s a win-win for both of us.” It’s a little funny, having a animatronic that’s been called terrifying and snarky.. just being sweet with you and telling you that you’re doing good.

“You’re doing good, don’t stress about something you’re doing perfectly on, you’re loved.” He’s clinging to you and telling you positive things, that’s one way to just allow yourself to relax. And not long later you’re both asleep, as the lights flick on.

im normal about them why do you ask :3c (i am not normal about them)

I enjoyed writing this! Fastest ive written ever (1 hour)

Hope you like this slime🔥🔥🔥