I Really Feel Sorry For Ink

Someone please help support @aniitaruiz for the money that happened. Por favor ayuda @aniitaruiz por el dinero que paso

(explicacion) malas noticias

The video is in Spanish … but in summary Bad news is that … on August 4, a hacker stole all the money that was 625.85 USD, and after that I deleted my entire PayPal account,

I already talked to the paypal company to report the theft … the only thing they can do is report that but they can’t give me back the money that I stole that parsona (whose name was Martin Tashi)

Help me spread this news if someone knows Spanish, you can translate what I said at the moment … I just need your support

Thanks a lot for the like you leave on my underrole post, it was appreciated a lot. Thanks for that again and again

You're welcome

BAD PREDICTION AU’S #1 QUESTION: “WHY IS PEARL’S NECK CRACKED??”

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LOST VOICE

lineart/dialogue by me coloring by @boringartist

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For @drawin-fanarts for winning the contest.

This is a picture of my best friend. Normal photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the yellow circle is. Can you see the face? 

This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how he died considering he was 18 and perfectly healthy. 

It turns out a boy died in that room a few years ago. He was murdered and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death. 

If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear a soft whimper for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re sleeping and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.

This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on. 

This is the first part of a collab with the lovely @sansgasmic ! We gave each other a prompt and have to write the first half, then exchange the drabbles and write the other half of the other’s prompt !

They gave me lazyberry with the trope secret santa and Beloved Hostage/Stockholm Syndrome kink ! Be sure to go check their blog for awesome audio, writing, art (honestly though they can do anything, it’s incredible !) !!!

I got too carried away with it and it’s not a small drabble anymore, but i don’t care ! It was fun to write !

Everyone was gathered in the small living room. This year it was particularly cramped because a new pair had been introduced to their now not so small family : two skeleton brothers from a universe labelled ‘swapfell’ by the machine in the workshop. In addition to the newcomers Black and Swell, Blue and Swap who were the hosts for this year’s secret santa party had also invited their own friends Alphys and Undyne, and even miss Muffet from the bakery Swap adored so much had agreed to come (provided she could bake herself all the pastries for the party, and being paid for that). Upon hearing the news that friends were allowed to come, Papyrus had brought the Undyne from his own universe, who never went anywhere without her favorite yellow lizard so Alphys was there too. After a few new nicknames had been thought to avoid confusion, everyone had sat on the floor by the couch. The last and quite unexpected guest had been brought by Red and was no other than Grillby from the Underfell universe. Blue had noticed how Sans had been surprised when the purple version of his friend had showed up.

Swap and Red were sitting on the couch with Grillby on the armrest (though he spent a lot of time in the kitchen with miss Muffet), Fell in an armchair, Papyrus in another one with Black on the armrest and Swell at his feet. As there was no seat left, Blue had simply plopped down on the floor, between Fell and Papyrus because it was closer to the kitchen. Every now and then, he would go grab a bag of popato chips and refill the bowl that was emptying itself steadily. And last but not least, Sans was sitting between Swap and Red, a blue cushion comfortably pressed against his soft and sturdy bones.

There was constant chatter filling the living room, everyone enjoying a conversation or another. Good thing Blue had decided against background music, or he would be unable to concentrate on the conversation going on between the monsters on the couch. It was difficult to hear because it was on the exact opposite of where he was sitting, but it was worth it if he could catch Sans’ deep and melodic voice spill any info about Swap’s hidden cigarette stash. ‘Fortunately we don’t have any direct neighbor that could complain about the noise,’ Blue thought. ‘That being said, it’s getting late and I should probably move on to the main event.’

With a resonating clap of his gloved hands, Blue sat up and hushed the other guests. He cleared his throat and announced, his voice loud and clear :“IT’S TIME TO OPEN THE GIFTS !!! AS ONE OF THE MAIN HOSTS OF THIS PARTY -thank you Papy for your effort in not ruining what little organization I managed to have by the way- I DECLARE MYSELF THE FIRST SANTA TO GIVE HIS PRESENT TO HIS SECRET IMP !” He then went to grab a small box covered in shining blue paper cover, with the cutest blue ribbon on top. He faked going to give it to his brother before swiftly turning to face his one true secret imp, Sans. Grinning widely, he pushed the gift to the other’s chest and waited for his reaction.

“a scarf ? its cute thanks blue,” Sans smiled after unwrapping the gift. Blue had had so many ideas for Sans’ gift, but ultimately decided on a deep blue scarf with little embroiderie of white and yellow stars on the edges. He had added his own little touch to the garment, but he couldn’t reveal yet what it was to Sans lest he’d spoil the surprise for him.

“WHY NOT PUT IT ON NOW ?” Blue asked, his voice not even shaking on the last word.

“yeah okay,” Sans said and proceeded to tie it loosely around his shoulders.

“NO, NO, NOT LIKE THIS. HERE, LET ME HELP YOU. PAPY CAN YOU GO GRAB SANS’ GIFT AND GIVE IT TO HIS SECRET IMP IN HIS STEAD WHILE I’M TAKING CARE OF SANS PLEASE ?”

Sans’ voice came out muffled by the scarf Blue was tying around his mouth, but Swap still found the gift and gave it to Undyne, who was Sans’ secret imp. The rest of the gift giving went smoothly and when Blue finally turned from his work with a satisfied sigh, he saw a furiously blushing Alphys hand over a small box to Black. Mweh. Blue then went to sit back down, awaiting his turn and wondering who could be his secret santa. There were only three secret santas remaining. He regretted not having been Sans’ secret imp, but at least he was the other’s secret santa so he didn’t complain.

Thinking about Sans, Blue risked a quick glance towards his little imp, squeaking in indignation when he saw the other trying to remove the scarf. Oh no, that wouldn’t do… He hurried to the couch to stop him from untying the scarf.

“but blue i cant see anything !” Sans protested, the fabric around his face muffling his voice.

“YOU CAN’T REMOVE IT ! YOU… LOOK LIKE A NINJA !” Blue blurted out.

“NINJAS ARE COOL !” Papyrus thankfully piped in.

At his brother’s words, Sans seemed to resign himself being wrapped up in the scarf. He settled more comfortably into the couch and stopped moving.

Phew.

“blue,” came Swap’s voice from behind Blue who jumped from the surprise. As he turned over, a huge present was placed in his hands. The gift was nearly as tall as him and he took no time in opening it, revealing a big teddy bear. The large plush had the softest white fur, trimmed very short. Around its neck was tied a baby blue ribbon, one of Blue’s favorite color. The little skeleton couldn’t stop nuzzling his face into it.

“THANK YOU PAPY !!” Blue happily yelled, tackling his brother into a powerful hug.

Everyone then settled back down to enjoy their gifts and exchanging thanks with their santas. Fell was already playing with the remote car Red had got for him, driving the little toy all around the living room. Black, Swell, Grillby and miss Muffet were enjoying a glass of the strong liquor Black had offered the fire monster. Alphys and her alternate from Underswap were having a heated conversation about which anime was better between Mew Mew Kissy Cutie and Pyon Pyon Bunnie Cutie. Blue was regularly checking Sans to see if he still had the scarf around his nose and was relieved to see the other unmoving. The rest of the guests were back to chatting about this and that.

After a while, tiredness fell over several of the attendees and soon half of the guests had gone home. While Black and Swell were helping Swap clean the room a bit, Alphys and Undyne were getting ready to be jumped back to their universe. Papyrus shook Sans’ shoulders but the monster didn’t seem to be able to wake up.

“COME ON SANS IT’S TIME TO GO NOW ! WHAT SHOULD WE DO ? HE’S NOT WAKING UP AT ALL !” He questioned Blue.

“MAYBE IT’S BETTER FOR HIM TO STAY HERE AND SLEEP ON THE COUCH ? I’LL ASK PAPY TO TELEPORT YOU BACK TO YOUR UNIVERSE OK ?”

“THANK YOU BLUE !! I CAN’T BELIEVE SANS DRANK TO THE POINT OF PASSING OUT ON YOUR COUCH ! HE’S GOING TO HAVE A TERRIBLE HEADACHE TOMORROW ! BE SURE TO PREPARE HIM PAINKILLERS FOR WHEN HE WAKES UP TOMORROW OKAY ? THANKS BLUE AND SEE YOU !”

“DON’T WORRY ! I’LL TAKE GOOD CARE OF HIM !” Blue replied with a huge smile. The painkillers were already ready.

After shutting the door behind the last monsters, Blue turned around to gauge the state of the living room. It was much more quiet now that everyone had left, leaving only him and Sans in the house. Papy wouldn’t come back until tomorrow morning, Blue knew he would be too tired from teleporting so many monsters in one go. Finally…

Finally Blue could be alone with Sans.

He walked slowly to the couch where his sleeping beauty was laying.

He gently removed the chloroform soaked scarf from around the other’s cute face.

He caressed Sans’ cheek reverently.

He smiled as he recalled all the effort it took him to get his plan to work. First he had had to be patient. Very patient. It took him nearly two years to organize those stupid secret santa parties without rising suspicion from his fell counterpart, two years of useless gifts exchanging with monsters he didn’t even care about one bit, two years to finally draw Sans’ name from the magic hat…

He instantly knew a deep blue scarf previously soaked in chloroform would be just the perfect gift. After all…

How else was he supposed to make sure Sans stayed here ?

I agree.

hey uh? i dont really know if this is real but im? kinda both scared and disgusted rn? even if you’re not muslim if you could spread this? i dont know how many muslim followers i have but, please, stay safe?

This kind of interaction rarely happens in my blog, but since you mentioned it and there was the idea…Thank @shayromi , the Frans Queen, for making this comic with me.

Skele Family> @shayromi

Stand-In Sans & Frisk & Chara> me

Another interaction comic is @hiimtryingtounderfell  ‘s commission.

[Stand-in x Underfell]

Even more fanart for ShadowPorpoise :3

Here's the link for the fic It's Still You

This is a picture of my best friend. Normal photo, right? Well, look closer in the back where the yellow circle is. Can you see the face? 

This isn’t just some normal chain letter. My friend died 3 nights after this picture was taken, the police having no idea how he died considering he was 18 and perfectly healthy. 

It turns out a boy died in that room a few years ago. He was murdered and then a few nights later he was found dead in his bedroom from his skull broken and slowly bleeding to death. 

If you don’t reblog this within an hour, you’ll hear a soft whimper for 3 nights straight. On the 4th night, the boy will come from your closet while you’re sleeping and kill you for not helping us put his soul at rest.

This is not fake. 3 people have already died from not passing this on.