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A story? If you insist.
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Papyrus' face whipped to the side. Bloody marrow sprayed over the snow behind the Snowdin shop. The large humanoid bear kept Papyrus trapped under him with his fat body, the weight nearly crushing the skeleton's ribs and spine.
"GET OFF ME YOU-" Papyrus was rewarded with another snarl and a solid wack over the eye sockets.
"Hur hur hur. The poor vice Captain trapped and helpless. Magic all spent from training, eh? Wonder how much LOVE I'll receive from you. I think I want to find out." The bear raised his fists and crashed them down on Papyrus' ribs. With each blow his HoPe grew lower and lower.
He cried out, sharpened teeth barely holding back the bloody murder that Papyrus' throat contained. His gloves became stained with blood as he dug his claws uselessly into the bear's gut.
This was it. After so long. After so much. A measly yawn after training had alerted a nearby enemy of weakness.
He didn't know how he'd done it. How had he failed at holding onto his mask? How had he forgotten how dangerous letting go of it was?
Unknowingly, Papyrus' sockets screwed shut as he gave up. He finally just... Let go. How peaceful. No wonder Sans was lazy all the time. It was so nice. To let go. It was over and he knew it. All his stress melted away and for once, his mind was clear of headaches and pain. Heh. How nice it felt.
Abruptly, the weight was lifted from Papyrus and he thought it had been done. He was dust. Dead. He never got to say goodbye to Sans. His sockets cracked open and he was a bit disappointed to see that death looked like the underground.
His hearing cleared in time for a large roar to erupt from his left. Papyrus' skull whipped to the side to see Sans being yanked from the bear's shoulder. Blood flew with him as he rolled over the snow and landed gracefully on his feet, teeth stained with the monster's blood. Sans spat, shaking his head to get rid of his dizziness but the bear sprung onto the littler skeleton, clocking him solidly on the socket.
"SANS!" Papyrus cried, mad with worry. His brother. His weak little brother had saved him. His 1 HP brother. He stared in amazement, but concern. Gods, Sans was going to get himself killed!
Papyrus stood in time for his soul to be captured and he was forced away, being tossed into a tree. His vision went dark.
When he woke his skull was pounding. He groaned, not wanting to rise. But he had to. He had to find Sans.
He gingerly rose from his bed and noticed the balcony door open. Sans could be seen through the glass.
The taller skeleton paused at the doorway then quickly made his way to Sans' side.
He was smoking, sockets dark. He didn't acknowledge Papyrus' presence.
Papyrus didn't know what to say. He leaned against the balcony and looked down, not looking at his brother.
Their injuries were prominent against their ivory faces. A reminder.
"SANS-"
"don't. just don't." he cut him off. His own skull pounded and he wanted nothing more than some quiet. It was nice. No screaming. No yelling. Sans didn't want to deal with the arguing anymore. He had almost lost his brother today. He didn't want to be told how foolish he had been for stepping in.
There was a long silence.
There was no breeze, no sound except for the burning of Sans' cigarette when ever he inhaled it.
Sans put it out on the railing, the burn matching so many other marks on the balcony. He turned to leave, disappearing inside their home.
Papyrus stared down at the quiet little town. The place they'd called home for years.
"THANK YOU SANS." He whispered to no one.
The words didn't seem like enough.
Heya guys!
Now It is your turn to be creative! :D <3 Create a story to this picture! Dont be shy! :D <3
This looks like fun. I might just do it on my own, but I'll post something if you guys want to see.
Some more Drawing Prompts
Draw your muse/OC as a…
Dessert
Villain
Hero
Plush toy
Dog
Cat
Wild Animal
Mermaid/man
Victim of Possession (by a ghost, demon, etc)
Ghost
Demon
Angel
Vampire
Werewolf
Fairy
Cyptid
A God/Goddess
Another Species
Pokemon
Fantasy Creature
Knight
Gladiator
Mage
Cleric
Medic
Doctor
College Student
Hipster
Barista
In Work Clothes
In a School Uniform
In a Casual Outfit
In a Semi-Formal Outfit
In a Formal Outfit
~Bonus: Draw a Reference for your muse!
Smol fox, large fox, black fox, sad fox. All fox is best fox. <3
Reblog if Smol Fox is the best fox.
Smol @phaunicier is best Fox!
I dare ya to do it.
Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."
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YOUR DRAGON NAME
last two letters of your first name
middle two letters of your last name
first two letters of your mother’s name
last letter of your father’s name
mine would be Urlelan. Reblog and tag this with yours!
Do it. X3
Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."
OH MY GOSH, YES!!!
Thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me. I can't describe it in words! This is so beautiful and I'm hiding in the bathroom at work cause I gots the tears leaking from my seeing holes.
Last October I drew a picture everyday to people I appreciate here on Tumblr and have thought about doing so this July as well. (Ik it’s not July yet, but I’ve waited long enough~ X3) Btw, just have to apologize to the people who got an art back in October, just know you’re still awesome, but just want to be fair and give to new ppl this time… 😶
Today’s art goes out to @quethenogard ! A great dragon, artist, writer (like seriously, check out their work) and pal! Haven’t been hearing from you for a while, but I really hope you’re doing okay! ^^ <3
It may suck, but it's yours! And you can do nothing but improve!
ive noticed a lot of young artists are way too hard on themselves
start complimenting your art. youll be surprised at the confidence boost it gives you
X3
Hee hee. UF!Grillbz I did for fun. X3 Just to put something on here.
Mmmm... I want to draw. Any ideas? Requests? Send an ask/message pls!
I wish you would make a fic where Papyrus turns into a dragon and Sans finds him and is quite suprised/maybe doesn't even know it is him? 😶✨
Ahh! Pst. I like this idea/au thing, btw. Not sure what it’s called specifically though. Thank you for giving me the suggestion! :3 XD~~~~~“SANS! I’M HOME FROM TRAINING! I AM GOING TO RETIRE TO MY ROOM EARLY TODAY!” Papyrus cried from the entryway, already making his way past his brother, who sat on the couch, reading some sort of physics or joke book. Papyrus really couldn’t tell anymore.
Sans glanced up from his reading to his brother’s retreating form. “sure thing, bro.”
Sans watched the taller skeleton drag his feet all the way up the stairs, tugging on his scarf to loosen the tangled red fabric from his neck. Sans found it odd to see Papyrus so worn out. He was always so uppety and excited about everything, especially after a training with Undyne. His little brother never seemed to run out of energy. Maybe he just overworked himself today.
“you need anything, paps?” Sans asked before he disappeared into his room for the night.
“NO THANK YOU, BROTHER.”
With that, Papyrus shut his door and locked it, something he usually never did, but he wanted privacy today. He slid down against the door, shaking. He looked down at his gloved hands and how they trembled. He pulled them off, watching as his phalanges began to morph into claws once more.
Papyrus had been so shocked earlier today when he had started coming back from training. He’d felt his bones ache, and at first he’d congratulated himself of the pain, thinking that he’d succeeded in working out hard enough, but the ache began to burn in his marrow, making him stop halfway through waterfall. He had held his sides, feeling his soul expand and contract wildly, his form seeming to shift and bones cracking. He nearly screamed when he fell to his knees, catching a glimpse of a gaster blaster skull in the reflection of the glowing blue waters. He grew even more confused and afraid when that skull screamed with him.
Papyrus, panicking, cut off the magic that was flowing from him and fought back this change. In a matter of long minutes, Papyrus somehow had himself under control and was breathing hard, his armor slightly pulled apart at the seams, but he was back to normal. He ran home furiously, in a blurred state, the adrenaline to get someplace safe making him go faster despite his exhaustion.
His stretched out red gloves lay below him, as if mocking normality. Papyrus whimpered, afraid as his hands returned to their average shape.
He wondered if he should ask Sans about this. Maybe it was a skeleton thing, maybe it was normal. If so, then it was nothing the great Papyrus couldn’t handle! Right?
Suddenly a sharp pain drove through his chest and he gripped his ribs as they shook against his armor. Papyrus held his head, which only made his panic worse when he could feel his bone crawling and moving beneath his hands.
From downstairs, the half asleep older brother jumped in alarm when he heard a scream coming from Papyrus’ bedroom.
In a flash, Sans was in front of the taped up door with signs and writing in the wood. He rapped his boney knuckles against the frame.
“paps? are you okay in there?” He called.
There wasn’t any answer other than some sort of scratching on the door.
“paps, i’m comin’ in.” He said, turning the knob, but it didn’t budge, “papyrus? the door’s locked?”
Sans began to panic, pressing the side of his skull to the door when it went silent after a moment.
“papyrus? i’m gonna teleport in there.”
There was a loud “NO!” but it turned into a gargle and roaring noise.
Afraid someone was in there hurting the skeleton brother, Sans ignored the protest, eye flashing yellow and blue and the world clicked around him until he was standing by Papyrus’ bed, back facing the race car frame.
“paps?” He called, glancing around the room.
His brother’s armor was strewn about, ripped and ruined, massive claw marks decorating the wooden floors.
Behind Sans, orange mist drifted up and out of the nostrils of a large skull, muzzle long and narrow and jaw clamped shut as dagger like teeth interlocked in a deadly smile. The large sockets held two little orange lights that burned bright and afraid as they stared at the little skeleton below him, who seemed even smaller in this state. His back was arched like a cats, the long vertebrates making a tail that curled twice around one of the canine looking ankles. All four paws were pressed to the center of the race car bed, frightened that the claws could unwillingly damage anything in the room. Pressed to the narrow cage of ribs were two extra limbs, the un-membraned wings hugging the bone dragon’s chest.
Papyrus was afraid to move, not wanting to alert Sans, but he knew that only Sans would be able to help.
Shakily, Papyrus raised a claw to tap Sans’ shoulder.
It was as if in slow motion, that Sans turned around and locked on the monster that stood on his brother’s bed.
There was a moment of silence, and Papyrus almost sighed, thinking that Sans recognized him, until the shorter skeleton let out the loudest scream Papyrus had ever heard.
Papyrus flinched so hard that he rolled off the bed, and Sans’ eye flashed blue and yellow as he aimed to capture Papyrus’ soul. When it pinged blue, Papyrus yelped as his newfound body became heavier.
“where’s my brother! where’s papyrus!?” Sans cried, smile tight and angry.
The large bone dragon let out a roar, trying to explain, but Sans didn’t understand.
He pushed the soul away from him, sending Papyrus into the far wall.
The oversized skeleton let out another yelp and and he scrambled to get to his feet.
“what did you do!?” Sans growled, hand clenched.
Papyrus curled up, whimpering. Sans didn’t know it was him. And Papyrus hardly recognized his usually lazy brother as well. This short, blue clad skeleton was angry, strong, calculated. Papyrus didn’t know what to do, and his tail curled around his front paws as a few orange tears slipped from the giant sockets.
Sans recognized those fat tears. They glowed with the same brave, energetic magic that his brother used.
Sans’ magic fell, releasing this skeletal creature.
“p-paps?” he asked in shock, reaching out to set a hand against the creature’s muzzle.
Papyrus’ sockets closed and he leaned into the hand, frightened and feeling alone.
“gods, paps, i’m so sorry!” Sans cried, wrapping his arms around hit little, uh, bigger brother.
The dragon’s paw slammed against Sans’ back, in a supposed to be gentle pat.
“heh. you’re trying to comfort me? paps, you’re the one crying and... like this. what happened?” he asked, making motions to his new body.
Papyrus went to explain, but all that came from between his sharpened teeth were roars and growls.
“uh, i can’t understand ya, paps.”
The dragon slapped his face, and he sat on his tail, raising his arms in an ‘I don’t know’ gesture.
Sans stroked the muzzle and a rumbling purr came from Papyrus’ chest.
“can ya... change back, paps?” he asked, and Papyrus crouched.
Papyrus leaned down and closed his eyes, trying to calm his rapidly pulsing soul.
After a few minutes, Papyrus whined and shook his giant head.
Sans sighed. “we’ll... we’ll figure this out, paps. i promise, i’ll help ya. gez, i guess you’re gonna need a bigger bed, huh?” Sans tried to joke.
Papyrus glared at him.
“i mean, you don’t want any limbs to /drag on/ the floor do you?”
Papyrus’ little eye lights expanded and he growled.
“what, i may be /winging/ it, but i ain’t telling a /tail/.”
Papyrus let out a screeching roar, eyes bulging and Sans laughed.
Yup, it definitely was his Paps.
Dos it. Dos it. Cause I'm not going to be doing much tomorrow.
Send me an anonymous ask completing the sentence "I wish you would write a fic where..."
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Support this person!!! They deserve it!
OKAY! SO BIG THING: I have NO MONEY. And that means i cannot pay for car insurance, and all that. SO: COMMISSIONS. LET’S GO. I tried to give exampled of my art to the best of my ability, so basically: ALL PAINTINGS are 20$, black and white sketches are 10$ and color sketches are 15$. I do OCs, characters, gemsonas, dragons, pretty much anything. (I do not do NSFW drawings, do not try to commission them.) Anything helps! Please reblog! Message me if you’re interested!
Dark Cloud 2. I can time travel! XD
"AFTER HOURS OF WAITING, I THE MAGNIFICENT SANS AM PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT THE PESKY FELINE HAS BEEN CAPTURED!!! AND NAMED FLUFFY! MWEH HEH HEH!!!" Heya! I don't know when this was asked, but I saw an Anon's message this morning and worked on it in- between classes. I found some WiFi to post it on! X3 Thank you, Anon for responding to my "I'm bored give me something to draw" post! This was really fun to do actually! And the post still remains. Give me another prompt if you'd like! And if I could get some tips on how to properly answer asks, I can't figure out how. :/ But anyway! Have a wonderful day!
A teaser, I guess you could say, for the next chapter of my AO3 story. Hopefully chapter 14 will be out later today. This is a scene I did while writing the chapter, done in the car while on a road trip.
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white dragon
I just wanted to remind you that you truly are an awesome writer and painter! *hug* 💙 I hope you stay determined and keep doing what you do~ :3
We need more people like you in the world! Thank you SO much. I just got some very bad news and to see this warms my heart. Thank you beyond words! <3
Hee hee. I have no clue what I’m doing half the time. C:
Reblog if you’re a self-taught artist!
I’m curious ^^
I’m not sure if I’m doing this right.
I was tagged by @esmiden
RULES: Tell your followers 11 random facts about yourself, and tag 11 people in return! Tag backs are allowed, but you mustn’t repeat any of the facts you mentioned previously!
- This is actually my first post other than art.
- I recognize some of the others that were tagged with me, and I feel honored beyond words!
- My alias is JaylayDragon. I use that username for Deviantart, Archive of our Own, and several other things.
- I write, draw, and read to rid myself of stress. I never thought it’s be as good as some people say.
- My favorite animal is a dragon. X3
- I’m asexual.
- Undertale has been my first major fandom that I’ve been apart of.
- I support nearly everything! I love being people’s support! I may be a stranger, but I give hugs! I’ve hugged strangers and told them it’s all going to be okay! I never want to get rid of the feeling of changing someone’s day for the better!
- I thank Esmi for EVERYTHING! She’s done for me! You surprise me, and your support has kept me going these past few weeks. Your comments and tagging me in this has opened my eyes! Thank you! I have no words for how wonderful you are!
- I am TERRIFIED of being judged. My shell is tougher than stone. I don’t trust easily and complements are a thing I usually brush off.... I’m terrified. And this is mostly likely a reason for me being anti-social.
- I don’t have 11 followers, so I’ll tag who I got. (I’M NOT TAGGING THE PORN BLOGS! THEY DON’T COUNT AS FOLLOWERS!)
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Um. I guess that’s it. X3
Thank you, Esmi.
Okay, last art piece for now. This is Balzareth. He’s an oc of mine, and my baby. He’s called an Abscondas, and more information can be found our about him on DeviantArt. *Whispers* Go check him out and give him lot’s of love. dA: http://jaylaydragon.deviantart.com/
More art! I like Undertale, leave me alone. Can be interpreted as either skeleton bro. It was originally going to be sans, but I used a skull model as reference so it had more Papyrus features than I wanted.
Anyway, hope you enjoy! Can also be found on my DeviantArt. (Go send me a hello, I’m on it more than tumblr) > http://jaylaydragon.deviantart.com/
Heya! Who wants to see me shit post a bunch of bad art cause I finally figured out how to tumblr! Anyway, this is one piece of art! Love all y’all! Hope you enjoy! It can also be found on DeviantArt. I’m more on that anyway. Go check me out. I’d love a hello. > http://jaylaydragon.deviantart.com/