#skelemen

[breakingthemold]

Reskinned Skeleman BREAK!! History

Reskinned Skeleman (Homeland: Any Outer World)

You led a past unlife as an ambulatory skeleton, powered by your desires or dark magic, before some miracle or accident returned you to full flesh and blood. You exist in a strange place- having the mark of death upon your soul yet knowing the value of life in a way few fleshies ever could.

Purviews:

-Picking up the pieces after setback, defeat, and disaster.

-Playing dead (or undead) and generally denying your humanity.

-Living life to its fullest.

Starting Gear (Pick 2):

-Beginner’s Tome, undead and necrology, Handbook for the Recently Deceased (p176)

-Light Armor, recently refurbished reminder of your previous Living Days (p173)

-Quick Weapon; worn by the passage of time (p153)

-Yacking Cranium, your ex-boss who’s no longer all there (p407)

[emeraldhazeidentity]

So, I might have seen this post, and I couldn't stop thinking about it...

Outlaw Nightmare belongs to @owl-bones

[nikki-tine]

Am stimming. weeping, ASCENDING even,, snff,,

M. My boyes,,

[parniathedevil]

_RESIDENT! SANS_

Full name: sans Norman dings

Age: 44

Gender: male

Pronouns: he/him / Bisexual

Likes:

Spicy ketchup, his family, listening to music, cooking, hotdogs

Dislikes:

Assassins, laboratory creatures, zombies, romantic anime, carnivals, dirty brother killers

Job:

Royal scientist

Relationships:

Alphys (wife) Papyrus (younger brother) Alleye (son) Sasha (daughter) W.D gaster (father) V.R mariel (mother)

Grillby (best friend)

MBTI: ESFJ

[skelekins]

QnQ how can u choose

[hiro-doodlez]

THE LMK REBLOGS HAVE STARTED YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED

[bluejay41]

misty, seeing this at brunch: *stun*

me finally seeing it: OMG INK LOST

misty: *registers in brain* OMG

YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAY THE TWINK IS NOT A SEXYMAN

SEMIFINAL RESULTS

[MASTERPOST HAS BEEN UPDATED]

[pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou]

Greetings! Love your writings, it gives me serotonin. Can I request Cross and Epic (separate) with tsundere!Reader? These skelemen anime fans soooo.... I think they'll be somewhat pleased with such Reader. Thank you!

Featuring: Epic and Cross.

Masterlist

Cross

He thought you hated him.

You can't really blame him for thinking that, damn, you treated everyone, even Killer better than him!

And the worse? He loves you, even with you treating him like crap.

Of course he gets sick of it after some time, and confronts you about it, yet his surprise is evident when you tell him you love him, but didn't know how to express it.

When you two are in a relationship, he tries to help you with communicating your feelings, it's slow progress but it's still progress.

He does watch some anime in his free time, so don't be surprised when he sends you a picture of a tsundere of the show he's watching and says it's you.

You both are described as the bitter-sweet duo by Killer and Epic, who Cross makes sure to NEVER let them be in the same room, for safety reasons.

Epic

Oh he teases you so much.

Epic may even know that you like him, but will keep his act up and simply teases you while smiling and giggling.

He can't help it, you just look so cute while whining at him.

He's making jokes and comparing you to an angry fluffy cat, saying there's no difference, both cute and angry.

Epic's the type to find animes with tsunderes as the main protagonist to watch with you, he giggles and shoots glares at you every time they appear.

Pleads for you to dress up as a certain magical girl, he's paying for everything he simply just wants to see you cosplay, not telling you she's also a tsundere.

[noonaishere]

Music of the Heart [J.YH] - eighty-nine | listening to it for the background noise

You listened to an old JGG stream as you worked, you had kind of gotten into the whole concept of watching other people play games, which was a little funny to you considering you never watched anyone play sports before and didn’t even play video games. But after checking out a few of y/n’s streams, you kind of liked hearing the background noise of people doing things, similar to why people sit in cafes and work instead of being in a silent room.

You had clicked on a random one; you still weren’t sure if any of them were supposed to be sequential or anything: the one you currently played was a stream of just y/n and San playing Minecraft together.

Accidentally running into a group of… something that was attacking her, y/n’s avatar died, the death screen coming up on her screen and she sighed heavily.

“What did you do now?” San laughed.

“As a great man once said: Live good, die great. Live bad, die worse.”

San laughed loudly. “Are you saying you lived bad?”

Y/n chuckled. “I’m not saying I lived good.”

San laughed again and y/n clicked the Respawn button.

“Where are you?”

“Uhh… middle of fucking nowhere.”

“Tell me your coordinates, I’ll come find you.”

What passed was about ten minutes of y/n sitting in a hole in the ground she dug so she could be safe from skeletons and zombies for the night. She sang a little song about whatever was happening in her surroundings as she waited.

“Tell the stars… tell the stars I love them when they pass overhead at the speed of light~~ tell the-- skeleman!”

San laughed, and she moved around the corner of her hovel and waited for the red dot to disappear before going back to the entrance to look out into the night.

“Tell the clouds and the rain that I miss them when it’s dry…”

“That’s a really cute song.”

“Tell the-- skelemen to GET OFF MY LAWN!!”

San laughed. “Significantly less cute.”

“What? Am I supposed to be funny, good-looking, the smartest person on the planet, and good at writing song lyrics on the fly? I mean I could, but I don’t want to.”

“Why not?”

“That’s a lot of work. I’ll stick with being funny, gorgeous, and the smartest person in any room, thanks.”

“You were good-looking and now you’ve moved up to gorgeous?”

“Are you saying I’m not?”

“Not at all, I’m just wondering at the sudden shift.”

“Well,” she laughed in jest, “not to toot my own horn, but--”

“Toot toot?”

“TOOT TOOT BITCH!!”

San laughed. “Well, I’ve seen you in person so I can confirm the need for horn tooting.”

“Ya damn right. And: thank you for your honesty.”

San chuckled.

About five more minutes went by and San arrived the next morning to collect her.

“Hello, fair maiden. Prithee, I hath arrived to take thee away to mine castle.”

Y/n broke the block over her head and jumped out of the hole and looked around.

“What?”

“Where’s your horse?”

“...I don’t have one.”

“Not accepting knights without whips! See ya!” She ran away from him.

“Cat! There’s--!”

“Ahh!”

Since hers was the stream you were watching, you could see her plummet to her death after not seeing that there was a hidden, sudden drop that was high enough to kill her instantly upon impact. She sighed wearily.

Silence set in for a moment.

“What was that about being the smartest person in any room?” San asked tentatively.

“Well I’m not in a room am I? I’m outside!”

San laughed loudly, and y/n joined him though her laugh did not sound nearly as entertained as his was.

“Where’d you respawn?”

“Ugh.” She hit the respawn button. “Maybe we should stop.”

“Don’t get discouraged. Just… don’t go running off this time when I come to get you.”

She raspberried into her mic.

“Mature.”

“Very.”

“What are your coordinates?”

“...”

“Cat? Can you hear me?”

“My chat is saying that you shouldn’t come get me and that I should be punished by having to find my way back myself.”

“... Do they just want to watch you struggling for twenty-four hours straight?”

“One of them agreed with you and said ‘JGG 24 Hours Struggling to Get Back Challenge.’”

“Oh my god, the chat is antagonistic today.”

“Right? They woke up and chose violence for no reason. And when I’m so nice to them all the time.”

“Well, if you do decide to do that challenge, I will not be here for it.”

“Hoes ain’t loyal.”

He laughed. “I do have to go to work at some point.”

“Oh yeah… true…. Hoes are wage slaves instead.”

“Wowwwww. You know what? Don’t tell me your coordinates. I’m not coming to get you.”

“No! Help! I don’t know where I am and the sun is setting!” Seeing a zombie in the distance, she dug a hole in a panic and hid.

San laughed to himself. “Tell me where you are and I’ll come get you.”

She opened the menu and read him the coordinates.

She sat in the hole as she waited, singing new songs about the rain or the sun or whatever was around her. After about thirty minutes and almost two in-game days she asked: “Where are you?”

“I’m on my way.”

“Are you actually leaving me here? Is this my punishment? Morn, why hast thou forsaken me?”

He chuckled. “You have so little faith in me. I’m not sure if I should be offended or not.”

“Did my chat bribe you?”

He laughed.

“Just level with me if they did.”

He laughed again. “There isn’t enough money in the world to get me to betray you.”

“Aww. ‘Get you a man who’.”

“Who what?”

“I was referencing a meme.”

“Oh, okay.”

On the third day, San made his way there.

“Okay, I’m here.”

“Finally!” She broke the block and jumped out. “Whaaat?”

San jumped off his horse. “A knight should have a whip, right?”

She laughed loudly. “You’re a bozo.”

“Why am I a bozo?”

“I don’t know. Because I said a thing and you did it.”

He laughed.

“You’re cute.”

“You’re cute.”

She got quiet for a second. “Shut up.” The words were demanding, but the way she said them wasn’t. It was the way a girl with a crush acted when she was obviously flirting with that crush.

“Hop on.”

“But how are you getting back?”

“You can just walk behind me as we walk back.”

She was quiet for a couple seconds.

“Please don’t go galloping off and kill yourself by accident again.”

“I wasn’t going to!” She got on the horse.

“You were thinking about it.”

“...Fine, I was. But I’m not going to.”

San chuckled. “Thank you. Now, I’ll lead us back to the village.”

There was something about the way they interacted that made you wonder. It was possible they were just really good at acting, the fake dating was a show for the stalker after all, so it had to be believable. But… there was something about it that very much didn’t seem like acting to you.

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a/n: “With his eyes?” bozo behavior. The beginning of the meddlingggg~~ Who’s excited for silly business?

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[corvidstarzz]

Okok so yesterday I spent a while yapping abt this on insta, so here it is as well!

Im focusing on my own 'au' (Called rottenstar au that name feels like a shipname tho.. i just cant think of anything better) which is my own take on like the bad guys, ect. And!! got my headcanons for the..bone structure..? of the sillies done yesterday so huzzah! (havent gotten to Nm yet, but i will- eventually)

Beware the naked skelemen (I mean..its just bones but like..)

No favourites in this household!! (coughs)

☆Starting with killer!! -no soul shown so his sternum is visible-

All of that excess determination, surely is not good for him, as I'm pretty sure its also been stated somewhere that his soul staying OUTside his body is whats actually keeping him alive, if it were to go back to where it 'should' be I feel that that mf would melt. No way his body can handle that.

That being said- all that goopy black stuff over his bones is the result of a chemical reaction, lets say, between the energy which is Dt and his bones. Its most present on his chest as thats where most the contact is.

Its also 'produced' at his joints (idk WHY yet, friction?? or smth?). The areas which are blackened must also be where it hurts the most because- hello its literally his bones erroding while being "regenerated" just fast enough that he is not losing any major chunks of his bones

mm acid

He's therefore shorter that the others bc - of the Dt kinda eating away at him (He stands of his tiptoes and hes still shorter). AND!! HE HAS A BITTY TAIL thats tipped with smth resembling a blade :]

HORROR!!

The scar over his eye is due to more recent events- NOT the eye extraction incident.

The wonky spine was inspired by an artist (whos art i cant find :(( sobbing) and Its from all the constant "stress" its being put under.. carrying heavy weapons ect..

And that brings me to another point!! This horror holds onto his tail, almost always. Its a form of comfort or nostalgia ig- he got so used to dragging around his axe 24/7 back in his home au, and now that he doesnt need to he just.. feels odd. So he defaults to holding onto his tail lol.

DUST..!! he's.. !!!.. ...he.. umm

I dont have as much on him.. But I still have some crumbs!

Hes more "dull" than the other two, as in his bones are more grey. Its links with all that damn monster dust. Its also why he looks so dirty- the dust just doesnt wash off (if we pretend that he showers at all...)

And.. no tail for him.

[tyrantisterror]

Do you have names in mind for Dhenregirr’s skelemen? With how doting he is to them I can’t imagine he wouldn’t name them

He let's them name themselves - Dhenregirr is very keen to help others find and cement their own identities, as he thinks it would be cruel to do force one upon them (an ironic belief for a man who has allowed a grudge with another person to define himself).

If their names ever come up in the story, they'll likely be taken from real world horror movie actors - Cushing, Lugosi, Price, Combs etc. That's the naming convention I use for my Halloween skeleton decorations.

[pb-dot]

Last Line Tag

Oh hey, I have a month worth of these because November was a novel-writing mess. I've been tagged by @digital-chance @k-v-briarwood @cat-esper @sparrow-orion-writes @scifimagpie @dyrewrites and @winterandwords. Sorry for bunching them up, but I wanted to shout out everyone who's tagged me and I only have so many last lines.

Anyway, my last written line is Oscar getting quite sassy drunk:

“At least this hot drunk mess has a plan, but considering you’re not interested in ridding yourself of the interplanetary albatross of yours, maybe I won’t tell you.”

28 words. Yeah, that's about right for me. Let the tag times roll:

@snooeycatwrites @sarandipitywrites @necroticintellect @jeahreading @cee-grice @writernopal @amandacanwrite @eternalwritingstudent @mademoisellefantasy @abbieswriteblr @nettleandthorne @skelemen @that-weird-kid-from-your-school @chauceryfairytales @eeefhan @frostedlemonwriter @shay-puppitty @harleyacoincidence @btranscrolls @fire-but-ashes-too @apolline-lucy @wordsmadeofmoonlight @meerawrites @innocenthedgehog @silverslipstream @chishiio @deanwax @scribbling-stardust

[nosebleed-inglishera]

Nose I am getting on a step stool to tower over your skelemen and they will be kabedon'd. My shortness will not stop meeeeee

Before I actually draw your answer ...

Which one specifically you're gonna kabedoning-

[janeelyakiri]

How tall are the various skelemen, if it's okay to ask? (⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠ꁞ⁠ ⁠❛⁠ ⁠˶⁠ ⁠) Totally not for any kind of self insert fanart at all

👀👀👀

Under cut for long, but Imma try to get EVERYONE'S down! (the main cast are in my pinned post too but eh why not XD)

MAIN CAST:

Macaw- 5'8" Lupo- 6'10" Falcon- 6'5" Jackal- 7'6" Jay- 5'5" Fox- 6'10" Crow- 5'5" Hound- 6'10" Vulture- 7' Hyena- 9' Robin- 5' (5'3" with heels) Dingo- 6'9 Polly- 5'8"

OUTCODES:

Starling- 5'8" Dove- 5'8" Gull- 5'6" Pigeon- 5'4" Dire- N/A (he jus a head...) Shrike- 6'10" Dal- 7'5" Decoy- 3' Ducky- 5'8" Ibis- 5'5" Ber- 8' Bug- N/A (ghost in machine nonsense here) Nix- 7'5" Gale- 6' Berries- Depends on body Chimera- 6' (changes a lot) Painted- 7'

EBOTTVALLEY AU:

Pheasant- 5'10" Shepherd- 6'10 Rooster- 6' Mastiff- 7' Quail- 5'8" Collie- 6'8" Hawk- 5'5" Coyote- 6'9" Buzz- 7' Bea- 9' Aphid- 6'5" Weevil- 6'4" Recluse- 6'7" Mantis- 6'6"

HORROR AUS:

Condor- 6'8" Anubis- 7'11" Koo- 5'5" Maned- 6'10" Raven- 5'5" Grim- 6'10" Ringo- 8' (including Robin)

[throwmeabonepleaseandthankyou]

Crying because I sent a good 10 minutes trying to figure out how to word it/hj

(For the skelemen you usually write for, the main one please :33)

S/O is a very sweet person, as well as very soft spoken.

But s/o is also in the music industry, mainly writing about their past struggles and mental being. As well as maybe a love song or two.

They have great control over their voice to the point that they can almost convey any emotion needed for a song part. To the point they sound a little too realistic.

(I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WORD IT HELP MEE 🥩🦴)

stare...(go listen to them if you haven't, they're super cool and match the energy this person has asked)

Sans : Are... Are you okay? He went to the studio with you just to hang out and nap, and decided "hey, why not listen?" so he put on some headphones and listened in on recording. You happened to be singing a song talking about your not-so-great family, screaming. He was uh... shocked, to say the least. Was rattled even. When you come out of the recording booth, he's staring at you with those empty sockets of his. He's worried, and you're getting wrapped up in a blanket when y'all get home.

Papyrus : So cool! He thinks your ability to sing is amazing, and he's so jealous! But.. how realistic that pained tone is, it worries him. Are you okay? Do you need comfort? If you reassure him that you're fine, he'll brush it off as you putting up an act or dramatizing events, in which he's here behind you. Still, if need any kind of support, he'll happily help you.

Cobalt : Surprising or not, he's not too big on music. He'd support your passion, definitely, 100%, but it's not really his thing. Although, the vocals are insane bro. Drink water.

Honey : He thinks vocaloid is pretty cool, and he likes listening to a wide array of singing and music, so he was pretty excited to hear you sing. Although, once he did, he was even more pumped. You're awesome in his eyes already, but adding the singing on top and you're literally the coolest person in the world. Besides his big brother, of course.

Red : Coolio, he can play guitar in the background. He fuckin' kills on the electric guitar, and would be amazing to have play with you. He likes hearing you sing, so he's a constant appearance whether at practice or in the recording studio. Best duo ever.

Edge : It's not as surprising to him as you'd think, and if anything, he enjoys your singing. Sometimes you'll hear him humming your songs, and if you question it, he'll deny it completely. Like, what, psht, no, you don't know what you're talking about, go sit down and eat your lunch.

Nox : He listens a bit too closely too the lyrics when you're silently practicing them in the living room, humming the words on the couch next to him. He keeps asking if you're okay and if you need help with anything, looking confused when you say that you're fine and that's he overthinking it.

Rus : Snooooreee, c'mon, let's go to Wendy's or somethin', he needs food. You tell him he doesn't need food, he just likes it. You tells you that that is irrelative and that he requires food. Yeah s/o, stop splitting hairs. Plus, your vocal cords could appreciate a Frostie.

[zu-is-here]

Men.

(idk what to put here)

(Skelemen.

Right here, for every taste and request ;)

UPD:

(Oh–) Yay!ヽ(°∀°人´ヮ´)ﾉ☆