#sans x sans ship mention

[sketchingstars03]

the little childhood 3rror!nk hater in me is coming out again

my grievances… I can no longer suppress them…

[bluepr1ntyy]

Im like a person but instead of a brain I just have multiple Raven AfterDeath worms

I have very silly headcanons about him,,, I think his body is very cold(corpse-like) and he’s always seeking for warmth, like a reptile lol.

I also think his scar affects him in other ways, I think the whole “stress affects his scar” thing is more because— since magic still flows in his body— his body creates more magic when he’s in (either real or imaginary) danger as a way to try to defend himself but, because he has no way of getting all that extra magic out, it becomes too much for his body and harms him from the inside. His mask would kinda help(?) the magic not get to his face since it could grow up to his eyes, which wouldn’t be good for obvious reasons.

I think exploring Raven’s disability and other ways it might affect him(socially, physically, etc) is interesting idk

Characters;;

Raven by @echoiarts

BluePrint by @pepper-mint

Jeremy(Raven kisser oc) belongs to me </3

Shino-Hana by @blue-kohina

Lux by AlainaPrana

The Raven kid can be any kid ever

Moot tags;;

@doodlesphxre @yeloenk @lushciqqs @clownray1

[sandeewithtwoe]

erm, if youre doing requests... dream/dust? i really love stardust and i think they need more fanart

Oooo I’ve never heard of this ship before! Stardust is a very cute name for it

I’m sure Dust would be a great bad influence :)

“If it gets too overwhelming for you, I have some cigarettes in my pocket” is probably what Dust is saying

Dream belongs to Jokublog

Dust belongs to ask-dusttale

[sketchingstars03]

love this animals

the krill

I've been meaning to redo Acrylic's reference for a while!

if you're new here: Acrylic is my BEI shipkid!! they're a little goober :]

theyre like every 15 year old in that they're cringe but they're FREE

[ossiethegreat]

I.. redesigned… and made references for my colorkiller ship children :3..

Keiko’s so coquette and demure and then there’s sinklair

I explained their characters here, not much has changed tbh . I made sinklair’s design better that’s abt it

@howlsofbloodhounds I still don’t like you

[contamination-zone]

Can we see more Nightmare x Fresh lore? I love the way you tell it!

I need to get huge neon unmissable blinkers that say [I don't ship Fresh x Nightmare.] or something HAHA

I guess... in how I interpret them, Platonically; I imagine Nightmare sees Fresh more like a cute pet, compared to his gang. Fresh's utility is in its presence, while the others are useful in what they can do for him. So he's more sweet on it :-]

[sketchingstars03]

yeah it was weird

especially the intersex thing

I think it was literally just an excuse to make him get pregnant 😰

Anyone remember when the creator of minusculetale refused to add Zephr!Gaster in the story and added a >>>female<<< original character to ship with Top!gaster instead of making him a gay man?? Or when they made ErrorInk more 'straight' by making Ink intersex???

Making a gay character and a mlm ship straight is crazy imo

edit: Remember that making Ink intersex has no problem itself (it's actually very cool!), the problem was of how he was portrayed because of it (a.k.a fetization)

[th3-kuk1muki]

🔪: " when we found out we were having you, i wanted to k1ll mys3lf !! 😄 "

🌈: " no that's not true, we BOTH wanted to k1ll ours3lv3s . "

Koda : " wow, ok. "

[bluepr1ntyy]

Evil shipkid stuff

I just wanted to experiment with my style and establish how I draw some shipkids(and draw Lux again,, thx @meglyfer, that Luxes post inspired me to draw more Lux)

Credits/tags + extra under the cut(as always lol)

This drawing but without filter because I can’t tell if I like this or not sigh

Characters;;

Raven by @echoiarts

Lux by AlainaPrana

PaperJam and Bluescreen by @7goodangel (+ askinfresh for Screen)

Palette by @lasseutblogo

Gradient by @askcomboclub

Moot tags;;

@clownray1 @yeloenk @lushciqqs @doodlesphxre @frumpy-blu3y (I think you’d appreciate Bluescreen)

[bunningchaos]

..Have at theeee-- it's primarily focused on Cross' perspective

One where Cross is struggling withhh, well, some self-esteem issues and all.

Causallyy tagging a certain someone @midnightstarshadow >:3

[kunixdani]

“Male? Female? Nah, just Canvas.”

Meet Canvas, one of the many caretakers residing on the Omega Timeline! They are a hardworking entity made of paper.. or, similar to paper. Not even they are clear about their origins!

They are nothing more than a oc, a creation that has persisted overtime and has recently been brought back with a brand new design in the hands of their creator.

They are an entity that is unable to forget, having a vast amount of memories hiding in their body. Marks that are there, covered with paint or ripped by their own hands, never wanting to be discovered ever again.

Powers and abilities are yet to be fully implemented, but their damage is quite low.. at first glance! A certain colorful skeleton is helping them with it as we speak.

Perhaps they have finally found the artist they have been looking for? Only time will tell!

“You deserve to be filled with color and happiness. Just stay still while I work my magic!”

— Ink!Sans, talking to Canvas

Canvas belongs to me.

Ink!Sans belongs to @/comyet (Ink!Sans mention).

[crescentmoonsandroses]

"i mean, seriously, he could've drifted off into the stars and there would've been nobody to catch him! that idiot... he's lucky i was there..." *continued grumbling*

What's a destroyer to do when he finds his totally-not-friend-and-DEFINITELY-not-boyfriend asleep and floating in space? Drag him back home with strings while grumbling the whole time, according to Error.

Tilly and I were talking about Error X Outer last night because it's cute. Now, I absolutely adore ErrorInk, but the beauty of the multiverse is that there's an infinite amount of different timelines! So I don't have to choose!

Didn't turn out exactly how I was picturing it, but I still enjoyed drawing it. Paint pens are fun.

Error!Sans belongs to CrayonQueen. Outer!Sans belongs to Mimi Pippinski.

[rorydrawsandwrites]

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[arthurrei07]

actverse / take on swap!sans / pt. 2

tws: mentioned v10lence, curse words, mentioned accidental drüg usage, bl00d, implied nüdity, implied minor character dë4ths, mentioned g0re.

ship: dreamberry.

(the tws are a bit violent but the story is not as bad as the tws. stay safe either way 💓)

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“Dream.”

Swap watched Dream dip his pen into the ink case, cling it around in the glass and pull it back as the pitch black ink dripped on the surface of the wooden desk, and then onto the document. Dream, furiously, scribbled something on the paper; the thick liquid messing the original paper as it wetted it.

“Dream.” Swap called out again, his hoarse voice cracking as he talked. As he got no response, he budged towards Ink—yanking his own spear from his hands as Ink flinched back. His right hand fixed its grip on his spear as it nearly slipped through his bloody fingers, and Swap harshly banged the staff on the marble floor.

Dream flinched at the loud noise, his head perking up from the desk. And Swap saw the terror in his eye; absolutely stunned by the mix of green leaking from Swap’s mouth and nose as more dark green stained his clothes, black and red garnishing all over his face and well, solidified hair.

He bolted up from his place, an ear-killing screech rising from the chair as it bulged back.

“Swap? What—What in the stars?” Dream tried to get rid of his coat as he pulled it off of his backside, hurriedly scooting away from the desk.

“What in the stars? Are you fucking kidding me?” Swap left his spear down on the floor as the metal part rattled around with a loud clank and aggressively shook his hand in the air, his blood splattering onto the ground.

His orbs followed Dream as he creeped up to him, Dream’s face turning pale.

“What—What happened?” Dream’s eyes ran up to meet with Swap’s, Swap’s eyes boring back into Dream’s.

“My universe is gone, is what happened,” Swap licked his lips, his spit burning the busted wounds as his face scrunched sourly. Swap huffed out of his clogged nose, the flowing blood spilling out as it dripped onto his armor from his chin.

Dream took a full glance at Swap before turning to Ink — then to Swap again. His eyes narrowed, “Are you… influenced?”

“—He got shot by a bear tranquilizer,” Ink blurted out as Swap just started talking, earning a half assed glare from him. Ink’s voice lowered as if Swap wouldn’t acknowledge him when he talked, “…Murder got him from his butt.”

“That fucking bastard. Shot me from my butt? How dare he—“ Swap’s passive-aggressive muttering faded into something like a shrill whisper and his eyes blinked, not syncing. He felt himself wobble on his feet—almost as if he was swaying in the bare air — wind swinging him around, and he would have most probably crashed on the floor if it wasn’t from Dream.

“Alright. Let’s get you bandaged up. You too, Ink.” Dream lifted Swap onto his chest as he got him in a bridal position in his arms, carrying him out of his office.

Swap could barely make out what Dream and Ink spoke about, his ears receiving the soft whispers only as faint, passing sounds. His head pulsed with every passing moment, his eyes fading in and out of focus. He was drifting in and out of consciousness.

Suddenly, after a good while of just black, a burst of cold water hit his body, jolting him fully back to consciousness. The sudden temperature change caused him to gasp — his body coming back to its senses.

Swap shivered, teeth clattering as he and Dream made eye contact.

“I need you to bear with me until I get you clean,” Dream’s eyes darted back to the faucet, turning the switch to hot.

Right. Swap’s focus shifted on the tub, and he was literally in his own blood in it. Not only that but his body was covered in grime, sweat and dirt. Water did little to help in this situation, only causing him to groan every time it burnt his injured skin.

He could only imagine what Dream was obligated to see—and feel, since he was going to bathe him, sticky and green blood — dotted with pieces of dirt.

The whole scene was truly disgusting.

“It’s fine,” Dream said, his voice soft. He reached out for what seemed like a bottle of shampoo, getting a bit of it into his left palm as he placed the bottle down somewhere on the ground — cupping both of his hands until the shampoo separated equally.

“Alright,” Dream got closer and Swap noticed that he had got rid of all of his fancy clothes — just in his black bodysuit, “I am going to wash your head. Do you have any wounds there?”

Swap sighed, “No.”

And Dream’s tender hands started stroking his hair, rubbing and massaging his scalp. Swap felt his rock solid hair soften under his palms, and the shampoo started to foam up. Swap huffed as his pounding head relaxed when Dream rubbed his temples, his body unclenching from the firm grip.

Dream took the header, gently rinsing Swap’s hair as the blood and the foam ran down from his shoulders and down to his body. Swap groaned as the shampoo stung his wounds — and suddenly realized—oh Gods, he was naked?

A weird sense of panic took him over, but was immediately calmed down by Dream’s thumb rubbing over to his shoulder.

Dream said nothing, but Swap could feel that he was also low key embarrassed.

Next up was his body. Every time Dream tried to softly clean his wounds, Swap hissed painfully — his nails digging into his own laps.

Dream basically did what he could do as Swap kept jerking away, at least got to clean the dirt off.

Then, warm water poured down from his hair again, the dirt getting off him and down into the drain hole.

After they were done, Dream took a towel from the side, softly pressing it against his hair as he drained it. Then, he lowered it down to his body, wrapping him with it. Swap’s mind filled with the scent of Dream, and wondered if it was Dream’s towel or if he was in Dream’s chambers.

Dream gently brushed Swap’s bangs out of his eyes, and then cupped his cheeks, taking a look at his lips, “…Who busted your lips? They look—uh, fine, but—“

“—Don’t lie, Mr. Smiles and Rainbows,” Swap flinched when Dream’s thumb stroked his bottom lip, “I know that they look bad as shit.”

They shared some glances, Dream’s worried and Swap’s a bit frustrated, and Swap decided to speak up, “…Killer. He punched me because I stabbed Murder.”

“You stabbed Murder?” Dream breathlessly let out, his teeth baring up, “You stabbed Murder.”

“I am not a fragile little Nymph. I don’t play ‘pretty’ and ‘beautiful’ when someone fucks up my territory to the ground,” Swap scoffed, a pastel colored blood ran down from one of his nostrils, and he quickly sniffed it back.

“…About your universe,” Dream’s palms backed up from Swap’s face and to the tub’s edge, fingers pattering in the edge one by one as he opened his mouth to talk—getting cut off by Swap.

“—Other than Papyrus — who literally got his arm torn out, everyone is pretty much dead.”

Swap couldn’t help but gaze up at the white ceiling, his fingers slowly tracing the edge of the tub as he finally felt as if the tranquilizer had worn off, and actually struggled to take in the extent of the damage.

Alphys, Asgore, Undyne were gone. Not only them, everyone was gone.

As his breaths mingled in the warm air, his throat hurt. Swap kept his eyes rested on the ceiling, his mind still trying to process what had happened—the deaths of everybody he knew and cared about.

“…Let’s bandage you up, alright? We can talk about this later.”

“…Okay.”

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Swap/Blue Sans belongs to the AU Community

Dream Sans belongs to @jokublog

Ink Sans belongs to @comyet

Murder/Dust Sans belongs to @ask-dusttale

Killer Sans belongs to @rahafwabas

Actverse belongs to me

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hoped you liked it!! dreamberry are my babies 😭😭🥺🥺

[joonebugg]

Why did Horror came back home all stained with lipstick

We fagged it up earlier