A Bit Of A Niche Request But May I Get A Order Of Geno Sans? His Story And Comic Was Interesting To Me

Alright, I got a whole new fanfiction to start from an older poll’s results, a chapter to update by this weekend for another, and a lot of comments and asks to reply/answer.

I’m wanting to do some colored work and put some effort, so let me know who should star~

The people have spoken~

Sans gets dominated by fem!reader with some love bites~💜😋

✨Slight warning this is pretty suggestive✨

I be constantly skating on thin ice with tumblr but it makes me wanna skate harder sometimes. xD Plus I needed to make a sexy one with him since I did with some of the others so far. Also here’s the sketch!

I would top him like sprinkles 🍩

Chapter 12 is now here!^^

Friendly reminder this is Explicit, Minors DNI, 18+ only with the tags noncon, dubcon, gore, please read the tags and acknowledge before reading story if you start. 🫶🏻 If you’ve been here please enjoy the new chapter^^

On a hiatus for a month from today since I have some stuff going on, but I’m posting all the current chapters for my fanfiction from AO3 here for anyone who enjoys some Sans/Reader and Papyrus/Reader content. ^^

The Skeletons’ Castle

Rated Explicit

Current word count: 56,667

Heavy on the angst and hurt!

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 12

Reader is an exhausted retail worker with nothing in life to look forward to but finishing her shifts daily, coming home, and playing her new RPG VR dating sims game called The Skeletons’ Castle.

She knew she was probably weird for preferring a monster romance simulator over the ones with the usual ‘hot’ anime male options, but it had just the perfect amount of horror and mature themes she was looking for.

One particularly hard day in her life, reader turns to her game to escape, this time restarting a save file after a particularly brutal ending that leaves her disappointed. What she doesn’t realize, is this is her last and final play through, because she gets transported into the game as a random side character, not even as the main character! And now she can’t exit!

How will she survive this intense game, or rather, her new reality?

Currently working on a cover photo. 🫶🏻

I’m gonna marry that hot fish

Finally posting this! I’m making a little series of animatics illustrations inspired by @llamagoddessofficial au! I say inspired because I’m giving them much more nicer tanks than what is usually described-

No grey y/n this time because I thought it looked too weird- their design will change in each drawing tho so hopefully everyone feels represented!

HAPPY ACCIDENTS WHILE WE GOOFILY DANCE AROUND 🤠

✨I am wooed💜

HII! I don’t know if you take requests or not so you can totally ignore this! Can we have the skele boys reaction to reader announcing their leave for the night while wearing an awfully tight/revealing dress like they’re going on a date? 👁️👁️🙏 I’m expecting some drama..fufufu!

I absolutely take requests! Even if I need sufficient inspiration to write them.

And of course I enjoy messages In general!

So enjoy the show~

Reader: pulling on some tight clothes. Admiring their body type in the mirror.

Sans: he stumbles in first. Having wanted to ask something. But your outfit stops him in his tracks. Eye lights raking over you at first. “H-hey kiddo. Ya look nice.” He clears his throat and shuffles a little, trying to look totally unbothered “ where. Ah. Where ya headed? Night out with friends?” There is hope in his voice. And edge of desperation almost. But no. You lock it up and toss it in the river with lead when you say you have a date. His teeth clench and his hands twitch. “A. A date. Haha. Why? I mean. Er. Who? Are you going somewhere safe?” He is trying to play it down. He is trying to keep his shit together. But his is split between misery and anger. He finds himself hating them. Your unknown date. And when you move to the door, his body reacts before his mind can. Tackling you into your room and kicking the door shut.

Blue: he finds you by the front door, bent over to slip on some shoes with your very fine, very TIGHT, outfit. His eyes track your rear for a moment before he coughs. A big grin on his face. “Heya! Where ya going friend? How about I accompany you since you look soooooo nice!” A date. Date. The word tastes like poison in his mouth. But he kept his smile, even when his eye lights sharpened like daggers. His body pressed close and his voice dropped. “I know you look good for someone else. But. I have decided. They don’t deserve that.” His smile like a viper as he tosses you over his shoulder and runs to his room. Voice at a growl.

Red: his first thought is to whistle when he sees you. His cherry eye lights raking over every curve. Every dip. Every drop. Voice smooth like velvet. At least. It was. Date. Date. DaTE. DATE. A sound emanates from his chest like a snarl and he is there. Clawed hands gripping your wrists and pinning you against the wall. His huge body blocking your way. Your sight. From anything but him. Your gasp does little for his own mind. “Who fucking thinks they have ah chance with ya. If it ain’t one of us here, then they ain’t fucking got nuthin!” There is probably a hint of desperate need in there. A fear that you’ll leave. But it’s buried over layers of possession and anger. His huge sharp teeth press against your jugular and honestly? You forgot all about the date after that.

Horror: he knows he is a bit slow to handle things rationally. In his defense, his universe wasn’t easy after the starvation. And his mind is hard to clear from his wound. And he also KNOWS he should be better at least a little by now. At handling things out of his control. But you were on the phone. Looking delicious. And you said that word. Date. He heard it. And not with another version on him. He could handle that. They all could. They made a deal about it a long time ago. But with someone else?! outside?! YOU ARENT SAFE OUTSIDE WITHOUT THEM HOW CAN YOU THINK THAT YOU WOULD BE. YOUSHOULDBEHEREWHEREICANWATCHYOU- he breathes. You. Your scent. You’re talking to him. He hears your pretty voice. He calms. His eye lights raking coming into focus on you. He wraps his hand loosely around yours. Breathe. In. Out. Breathe. Breathe. He is himself again. Well. More or less. He isn’t happy. He needs you to know you don’t NEED anyone but then. Him. So he snatches you up. “Don’t. Date. Anyone else. You. You need us. Can’t be without you. Can’t can’t. Can’t. Can’t.” His minds fuzzy again. But he hears you. Warbling at him softly. Promising. Then he breathes. In. Out. Now he feels…like he overreacted a bit. He makes you an angel food cake as an apology. But doesn’t let you go for hours.

(I may add more. Dunno yet. The ask diiiiiiiiidnt specify. So you get them four first. :)

Deadly

✨🔮 CUTIE PATOOTIES💅🏽🌝🎀

I know that hurt but they’re so cute lol

🍯🍂 yeahhhh

I love him

Fresh 🥰

When In Art block.

Draw Fresh over bug images.

Oh undercut cause bugs. (Most of my blog is bugs and parasites atp idk anymore.)

Hi, I found your art one day in my feed and I want to say it makes me giggle and kick my feet when I see them

(Like when a kid is reading cartoons)

Also p.s Listen to Outtasight by Flights for nothing

Thank you and oops this is an um...How are you and I hope your having an amazing and wonderful day

Thank you for your time!

It gives Mc and Fresh vibes

HEHEHE ADDING THIS TO MY FRESH PLAYLIST~ I wanna dance with that funky skeleton so bad I’m actually working on something for that- if I could animate you know how many hip gyrations I would make him do??? xD

ALSO THANK YOU!!! I love this song and you’re so sweet I love reading these and just knowing other people are giggling and kicking feet with me. 💜💜