if im not 2 then I don't know what I am
There are two types of writers:
1. 'It's fiction, it doesn't need to make sense!'
2. 'I didn't account for the rotation of the planet and how that affects the constalations while my characters stargazed at different times of year, I have failed as a writer, and this entire thing is trash'
concept art, wanted to see how my avatar looked with lb stuff (lazy ik)
good ol' murder. first time you guys have seen me draw him (I think)
the utter confudlement when they see LAST BRE
The multiverse thinks fanon versions are canon. So they're in for a huge surprise when Killer isn't a hyperactive dumbass and Horror isn't a giant, mellow bear.
EYESIGHT
inspired by @lbe-3223. check them out, their art is sick
lb sketches because i haven’t drawn him in nearly a month wtf
lb sketches for once
shoutout to @eternalbreathsans for the inspiration
Darkness chants from above, heads of light come down upon me; bursting agony reigns in flesh- and I feel it.
A noose of survival hangs from sky, and so I follow.
boiling substance writhes beneath dorsals; waiting- watching them, and I feel sorry. So, so sorry.
My figure curves downward, thighs buckling as posture accommodates.
Ungodly light pulsates inward- it harnesses me. Energy swells along my spine.
Teeth clatter as one jaw splits into 2.
If i die
Phantom scorching rises up my throat as it travels, purple light turns to black-
In this world
I'm vomiting- gurgling up this substance that I dont know; I can't breathe, I can't move I can't I can't I can't-
Who will know
It billows out my mouth, vapor pouring from every tear it can possibly find.
Something of me
A hint of a spark claws at the back of my throat; the blackness flows more intensive now, covering everything below me. Good.
I am lost
I can't see?- Something just covered my eyes. Maybe it's the blackness?..no. It's too thick, even for that. Too..organic. too..moving.
No one knows
I hear a soft [click] in my jaw.
There's no trace
Unyielding heat escapes me, flesh rendered dead as pure pain guzzles out my jaw like air.
Of my yearning
Grey is replaced by yellow- then orange, then nothing. Gone, reduced to marks below.
If I die
Heat softens into a line-
But I must
Hallowed light beams from my already healed jaw.
In this world
My head tides upward, the sky is almost comfort in face of..me.
Carry on
The purple streak glides across black with my vision, before it hurdles the tiniest flash of orange.
Who will know
My neck wrings down once again, jaw closing in what feels like relief.
Nothing worse
A leg stomps into the ground, as the very tremor of my back turns to light- just like my mouth.
Something of me
Utter shame echoes from my hind, stray lines connecting with something up there.
Can befall
It stops. And maybe I think it's over. But it never is.
I am lost
My maw opens again- renewed vigor in it's cause. Why?
All my tears
The small ones structures tumble and collapse infront of me, cracks of orange appearing across them as my light crosses their path.
No one knows
My head lulls upward, and my light slides across the air.
All my fears
The small ones many structures go before me, even far out of my sight.
There's no trace
The strength of heat fills my vision once more, as all of their creations bleed orange. Because of me.
Tell my heart
My light is gone- replaced by the searing heat again. My throat aches, but not as bad as before.
Of my yearning
Destruction stops, as my mouth fills with air. Finality is what I could call this. Or maybe self-pity.
there's a hole
I walk from my own mistakes. Everything feels so..tiring now. So..so tiring..
Finally finished this. I know this is poorly written, I know its way too long after I published the poll, and I know its dissapointingly short. Sorry, ig. Be excited for md x mg part..4 or something? forgot, anyway yeah be excited for that I suppose (idk don't get ur hopes that high up)
Drew this after I woke up (I fell asleep so now my sleep schedule sucks)
Wanted to go for a character design thingy, like y'know those sheets with the side views and allat, yeah those (it failed miserably)
Filler post while I work on smth big (for me atleast, first time properly doing a background)
Theory: spamton took inspiration from lb
•every time gaster is mentioned spamton has static eyes, lb has static eyes when gaster's controlling him
•idk I cant think of anything else