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mozzarellamuppet · 3 days
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mozzarellamuppet · 4 days
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i was looking for skeleton references and found this? It just screamed Papyrus energy so I you know what I had to do
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mozzarellamuppet · 4 days
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Drew this out of this fandom’s lack of Papyri.
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mozzarellamuppet · 8 days
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im not dead fuck u
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mozzarellamuppet · 1 month
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He's looking respectfully
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mozzarellamuppet · 2 months
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Magical Girl Sansformation ✨very silly animation
TS!Underswap AU by @tsunderswapofficial
^ Play this fangame or i'll eat your car
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mozzarellamuppet · 2 months
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mozzarellamuppet · 4 months
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mozzarellamuppet · 4 months
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everybody riot
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mozzarellamuppet · 4 months
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He hasn't done anything
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mozzarellamuppet · 5 months
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It's my good pal @skelsobug 's birthday today!!! Go show them some love!!!! I wrote this because I know how much they love Sans being a nasty gremlin man, so hopefully this fulfills that! Happy birthday!!!
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The front door shut heavily behind you.  Groaning, you slid down the door until you landed on the floor.  You were…exhausted.  Work was terrible, your coworkers had been extra bitchy today, your feet ached, and just to add insult to injury, you were sick.  Not having the energy to move, you just let your head thud against the door and shut your eyes.
“hey babe, how you-ooooh, not good.”  You let one eye flit open.  Your shoulders immediately relaxed, and you felt a small smile creep onto your face.  Even though you were feeling terrible, just the sight of Sans made everything feel a bit brighter.
Sans tilted his head.  His ever-present smile seemed quizzical.  “shitty day?” he asked.
“Yup.”
“damn, ’m’sorry.”  He sat next to you, his own back against the door.  One of his hands found yours.   He laced his fingers in between yours.  “will some cheesecake make ya feel better?”
Shit, you loved cheesecake.  Almost like it was listening, your stomach rumbled at the mention of food.  “.....Yeah.”
Sans hopped up, still holding your hand.  “cool, cool, ‘cause i worked my tail bone off makin’ it for ya,” he winked.
He started walking into the kitchen, and you had no choice but to come with him.  Well, that or you could make him drag you.  Or teleport you there.  Oh well, it’s not like it was far.
Sans opened the fridge, and triumphantly pulled out a pan of cheesecake with his free hand.  “Wow, you actually made it yourself,” you said, impressed.  You half expected him to have a store bought one.
“well, it’s your birthday, thought i’d actually put in some effort,” he winked.  He started cutting the cake, but he was clearly having trouble since he refused to let go of your hand.
“Oh my god, just let go!” you laughed.
“eh, too much work,” he winked.
“To let go of my hand??”
“yeah, i’d have to use like, three muscles, that’s way too many.”
“You don’t even have muscles!”  Despite your protests, you didn’t let go of his hand either.
As Sans tried to move a slice of cheesecake onto a plate, it slipped off the knife and fell to the counter.  “oops.”  Sans simply grabbed the slice with his bare hand and plopped it on a plate.  “that one’ll be mine.”
A soft laugh escaped your throat.  “That’s nasty, dude, it’s all fucked up now!”
“so?  still tastes just as good!”
“You’re still gross.”
Thankfully, your slice made it safely to the plate, mostly intact.  You grabbed your respective slices and as Sans pulled you closer towards him, he teleported the two of you to his room, right onto his bed.
“Jeez, warn me next time,” you muttered.  His “shortcuts” always made you dizzy.
“sorry,” Sans grinned.  “but hey, we’re here ain’t we?”
“Yeah, good point.”  The less walking the better, according to your sore feet.  You sighed happily as you relaxed into the mattress.  Sans had the best mattress, just the right amount of support, while still being squishy.
Now if only he would wash his sheets more often than once a year.
Sans settled right next to you, pressed right against your side.  “how’s the cheesecake?”  Somehow, his “slice” was already gone, and he had cheesecake smeared on his face.
Kicking off your shoes, you took a bite.  It was surprisingly good, a little too gooey, but the taste was great.  “Pretty good,” you admitted.  “I didn’t know you could bake.”
“got some help from tori,” he admitted.  “just wanted to do somethin’ special for ya.”
“Well, that’s really sweet of you,” you smiled.  “I would kiss you, but you’ve got stuff on your face.”
“oh, what, you don’t wanna kiss this handsome mug?” he grinned.  He had a mischievous glint in his eyes, and you could almost sense what was coming.  You tried to roll out of bed, but before you could-
Sans’s arms wrapped around you tight.  He pulled you, squirming and yelling, towards his face.  “Nononono you’re all gross!-”  Faster  than you thought was possible, Sans pressed his teeth against your cheek, less of a kiss and more just rubbing the cold cheesecake batter against you.  You yelped and pushed him away.  “Dude, that’s so cold!” you squeaked.
“no worries, i’ll get it off.”  His blue tongue lolled out of his mouth.
“Don’t you d-”
Sans used his blue magic to pull you closer.  You could only yell in exaggerated despair as Sans licked the cheesecake off your face.  His tongue was cold and slimy and felt very gross on your face.
“I hate you,” you groaned.
“nah, you love me~”
You pouted, but couldn’t deny it.  Even though he was a gremlin, you had to admit that you loved it.  His smug face pulled away, and settled back next to you.  Now freed from his blue magic, you used your uniform shirt to wipe the feeling of Sans’s tongue off your face.  You tossed the uniform shirt away, leaving only your undershirt.
As you did, you noticed Sans’s eyes watching you.  “damn, didn’t think ya wanted to jump my bones tonight,” he winked.
“Shut up, I’m just getting comfortable,” you grumbled.  You grabbed one of Sans’s shirts from off the ground.  It was a t-shirt with a cartoon hamburger on it.  You pulled it on, and couldn’t stop yourself from breathing in the scent of pine and ketchup, the scent of Sans.  A weird combination, but one that you loved anyway.
As you turned back to Sans, he coughed and tried to hide his blush.  “Oooooh, does seeing me in your clothes do something for you?” you teased.
“oh shut up,” Sans mumbled.  He turned away, fumbling with something before turning back.  He was holding a bag from the grocery store.  “a-anyway, i got all your favorites, figured we could watch some dumb reality tv or somethin.”
You took the bag.  Sure enough, all your favorite snacks and drinks were inside.  “Wow, thanks!  But, won’t Papyrus get mad at us for being so lazy?  Or not having a ‘real party’ or something?”
“nah, he’s out on a date tonight.  we got the house all to ourselves,” he grinned.  “we can be as sedentary as we want.”
You had to admit, that sounded amazing.  You grabbed a drink from the bag, and handed Sans the bottle of ketchup he had gotten for himself.  “Let’s watch Kitchen Nightmares, I want to watch Gordon Ramsey yell at dumbasses for a while.”
“sounds awesome.”  Sans grabbed the remote and turned on the show, before he curled into your side.  You did the same, holding onto him like he was a teddy bear.  Sans didn’t seem to mind, only leaning his head against your chest as you pulled him partially onto you.
Sans pulled the blankets onto the both of you.  You let your eyes drift shut, before kissing Sans on the top of his head.  “Thanks for everything Sans, I really needed this,” you mumbled.
“i know, that’s why i did it,” Sans chuckled.  “just relax, ya deserve it.”
“I love you, Sans.”
“and i love ya too, starlight.”
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mozzarellamuppet · 7 months
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Pinetober- Take One
(Pinetober is where I write down small drabbles themed around pining for the month of October to antagonize my friend @bigoltrashpile for shits and giggles. Hope you enjoy since they finally convinced me to post some of them)
Movie Night: Sans Undertale x Reader
Beep
beep beep
mmmm
Absentmindedly listening to the microwave buzz as you look at the fossilized marshmallow stuck on the inside of the microwave from the time you and Sans made peeps battle in the microwave, neither of you really liked peeps but they were expired from easter and had to have some purpose.
So they fought to the death for your entertainment, exploding in the microwave after getting stabbed by a toothpick by their fellow peep.
Good times. Messy microwaves.
You only halfway zone out through your memories to make sure you don't burn the pop corn, listening to the pops like a vulture. Sure Sans would eat burnt popcorn with enough ketchup added but you prefer non charcoal popcorn.
It's nice that you and Sans get to spend time together, ever since that machine he tried using as a generator when the power went out went haywire, things got hectic with the amount of alternate universe versions of him and his brother now lived in the house til the machine was fixed.
If it ever got fixed.
Taking the hot bag of corn out of the microwave before it burnt, you opened the bag to pour it out into a bowl, trying to pick out the unpopped kernels from the bag, Sans would probably try eating them.
Holding the bowl with one arm as you grab the bag of random assorted candies and a bottle of ketchup you and Sans picked out for cheap earlier, can't have a movie night without stomach ache inducing popcorn mixes after all.
"i did"
"got the snacks ready?" Sans peaks into the kitchen, offering to help you carry the snacks but you lightly smack his hands away. "c'mon bud, just wanted to help, can't butter ya up if i ain't helpin somehow"
"Glad you could pop in to offer assistance but it takes more than that to fool me into handing you the snacks before the movie starts" You playfully bump your hip against him as you pass by him, making sure not to spill popcorn as you do, starting to head into the living room and look at the blank couch. "Thought you said you were going to set up the pillows and blankets?"
"Where??" You look at him and he seems confused why you're looking at the couch, the living room was the only place with a tv?
"oh, not here, set them up in my room" Smiling at the confusion on your face, Sans takes the lead up the stairs, you following behind, opening the door to his room to reveal
A tv mounted on his wall across from the wall his bed is on, blankets and pillows put across the room and a towel on the foot of the bed to put the snacks on. When did he get a tv???
Chuckling at your confused expression, Sans sits down on the bed, scooting over to make room for you, patting the spot next to him. "i got it cause the others kept fighting over what to watch for movie nights and stuff, less arguments when i can watch the documentaries and comedy specials i want to when i got my own tv, y'know. plus means we can go back to hanging out, watching tv with just us two, bad commentary, puns, and all"
You join Sans on the bed, "You just don't wanna have to walk back to your room after a movie night" playfully nudging against him as you place the snacks down on the towel.
"that too." Noticing Sans had already put down two bottles of soda on the towel, in your rush to get snacks you forgot to get a drink for yourself.
"Oh, I forgot about that, thanks dude"
"no problem, figured you forgot again and didn't want to extend your little ritual of taking forever to settle down anywhere"
"Oh c'mon I'm not that bad" You say, still not fully settled down. Sans chuckles as he pulls you up to snuggle against him. Your head laying against his chest, a lazy arm thrown around your upper back as Sans rests his head on top of yours. Sans clicking at the remote as it pulls up the Halloween baking show you've both been binge watching together recently.
"Oh lord, here we go"
"yep, here we go, bad puns and you losing it over bitchy contestants and judges"
"I'm a fair ass towards them, they're all snobs" You can't help but relax against Sans as his hand starts to absentmindedly rub your back. It's been forever since you two got to hang out with just you two and you missed it.
Not to mention you had developed a little bit of a massive crush on him, but you knew Sans didn't like you that way.
But that's ok, you're fine just being friends.
Missing how Sans sends you loving looks each time you make a smartass remark towards someone messing something up on the show, hoping you noticed how his bed is cleaned and he picked out your favorite blankets from your room to make you comfier.
It isn't much but it's at least a little effort to try and impress you, anything to make him feel like he might be somewhat in your league.
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mozzarellamuppet · 7 months
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do u ever associate a specific character with a mutual. like you see something about them in public and ur like “oh that’s xyz’s boyfie” LMAO
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mozzarellamuppet · 7 months
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This is how swapfell fics go in my mind
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mozzarellamuppet · 7 months
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get carried IDIOT ‼️
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mozzarellamuppet · 8 months
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Assorted papyri because he's literally the sun in the sky
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mozzarellamuppet · 8 months
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I swear I'm still alive, just got busy with life stuff and mental health shi happened. I also wanted to try improving my art in peace before posting again but
*cracks knuckles*
Back to the grind (simping for fictional skeletons)
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