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caycanteven · 2 months
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He likes what he sees. 🫵
Husbone appreciation in the midst of my busyness.
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rencoons-trashcan · 23 days
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Inspired by this post made by @htsan
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sans-guy · 5 months
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skeleboiii84 · 1 year
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Heya! I was just wondering if you ever had the time, could you do a (separate) nightmare, Mutt and dust x their s/o who loves to just randomly rubbed or squeeze their hip bones?
Ofc I can darling I apologize for the hold up! 🙇‍♀️
Enjoy~
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If you randomly rubbed up on their hips🔞👀
Nightmare:
Oh oh nah, you betta run
He's not gonna let you get away with such a seductive tug on his hips (which is one his most sensitive spots)
He might jump, watch as his face turns a bright blue as he whips his head around towards you
He's pinning you down over the counter/sofa/table/bed whatever's accessible and you better prepare your body for the fuckin of its life-
Mutt:
He'll definitely lean back into your touch, as like nightmare it's one of his sensitive spots
Man literally has no shame either like you'll be rubbing up and down his hips as he's leaning back and will deadass whine if you stop
Mf will probably whisper dirty shit in your ear like "what?, ya like seein me all bitchy for ya huh?" Smirk and bite your ear
You better pray for your legs cause you just signed up for hours of pound town
Dust:
Dust is a little bit different in the sense he wouldn't be the type to fuck you senseless for it, nah he got other kinks
He'd just stand there and let you grip and pull at his hips and cuddle him from behind
However, he WILL fuck you senseless if you rub his hips and grind on him from behind (oh honey take your chances if you dare because Jesus this mf will leave permanent bruises on your hips)
But most of the time he sees it as a little quirky way you show your affection, he thinks it's adorable when he's doing something and you come up behind him rub his hips and nuzzle into his neck
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cranberrytea451 · 4 months
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got married?
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majorpatheticcas · 11 months
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Pov: I saw Sans at my wedding.
This skeleboy just appeared in the crowd and literally deleted the whole purpose of the wedding 😭😭♡♡♡
Damn @htsan gotta see this shit post 😦
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insanelyadd · 10 months
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I'm being so self indulgent that Martin Luther is going to rise from the grave to nail a list of complaints to my door.
Anyways, I drew a family photo of me, my beloved skeletons, and my brand new adopted kid, for my birthday (on the 19th). The premise is we're dressed in our best "formal" clothes but not a single one of us shares the definition of formal. I'm Goth, Papyrus has turned a motorcycle into a suit, Fresh is arcade carpet, and The Collector is a baby wizard.
The Collector's robes are actually based on the robes we see them wearing very briefly after he is freed from the mirror. I have a HC that the full length cloak look is formal wear.
My pronouns are he/they (just like Fresh and The Collector).
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didderd · 7 months
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should.. should i try drawing fell sans every day for a week leading up to his birthday? 👀
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snowy-bones · 4 months
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just a poff and their gooplord part 2: electric boogaloo! as always i am gifting myself some art, i am really needing the comfort and Toxxus just provides it. a good goop man bringing me birthday wishes.
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glitchysquidd · 2 years
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NOOOOOOOOOO!
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caycanteven · 3 months
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himb, Balsam, Bal if you will.
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rencoons-trashcan · 2 months
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He means the world to me you have no idea...
(wanted to post this as an extra for the Valentine's day drawings, but could't have finished it on time X,l)
[Also lil' rambilng about the man under the cut hehe]
Even tough I love and adore all my skrungly wunglies so much, there's something about Sans that none of the other blorbos can do and it's that he would be the only one who could actually get to know the real me/ my true-self (I sound crazy lmao but if you know what I'm talking about/mean here you'll get me).
Like, with the other blorbos I HAVE to make self-insert "ocs" trying to make stuff up so it makes sense in the timeline or the story of the media (yeah, even though it doesn't look like it I do that when selfshipping but I never post about it lmao), but here with Sans I can fully insert myself y'know? Also the fact that literally the game is aware that IT IS A GAME makes it easier to trully feel yourself as your own character there, taking part of everything and making interactions a bit more personal.
All that stuff, the closeness you feel and imagining this man accompanying me through so many things makes him so important for me, like a good old friend that you've known all your life, even like some sort of personal guardian (even tho his ass canonically is lazy as fuck to be something like that, but he did have that promise with Tori to protect Frisk/the player after all, right?).
To sum up, I love this man so much and he will always mean everything to me ;;w;; <3<3
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skeleboiii84 · 5 months
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Yer just...Beautiful ❤
a Mafiafell Sans X female reader
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It was a dark stormy night..you were working at your desk quietly with your headphones in as the storm raged and thundered outside. You glanced to the window once or twice with a soft sigh gently escaping your lips.
I hope he's ok..; you thought as a shock of bright blue lightning fell from the sky lighting up the room momentarily making you jump a little. You'd been thinking about butch all day mostly, you just didn't want him out in that weather. You were worried yet you somehow got a feeling he'd be just fine.
You sighed once more to yourself as you let the music fill your head. You had a lot on your mind..you couldn't help but think of so many different things at once. The past few years had been rough, work wise was just stressing you out..as well as fake friends and fake past love. Everything was getting under your skin, you were just glad that Butch was there to hold you through your tears. And boy did you miss him right now.
As you lost yourself in your thoughts you felt a firm yet gentle hand on your shoulders. Was it? Who were you kidding you knew who it was and you immediately felt a warm smile spread across your face.
"Heya babydoll~ whatcha doin?" You chuckled as you took out your headphones and turned to face him. You were stared back at, as his red eye light created a soft red glow against your work desk. "Nothing..i was just thinking about you though"
He smiled, clearly happy with that response as you felt his thumb rub soothing circles on your back that gave you the good goosebumps. "Heh, glad to hear i—" he was cut off by a loud bang of thunder that made you squeal.
"Eyyyy..woah woahhh babyyyy, babyyy slow down aight? Take it easyyy C'mere.." He chuckled as he sat up on the bed with a smile welcoming you to his embrace. "Mm..ok.." You mumbled and climbed into his lap and hugged him closely, as his big strong arms around you making you feel safe.
You heard a gentle chuckle and looked up at him, "what?.." You mumbled. "Nothin..yer just...Beautiful" he whispered thumbing your cheek softly. You hummed and let him do so.
"I love you.." You whispered, he hummed and kissed your temple only saying "sleep.." In a low gruff tone. His hands wandered up your jumper and scratched your back and kissed you cheek, humming in a tone that slowly lulled you to sleep.
And with that you both fell asleep, forgetting about the storm and the only thing that mattered to you both was that you were alone...together..in each other's arms. Cuddling sweetly and warmed laying against each other and damn there was no place you'd rather be..
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Hellloooooo my darlings~ sorry I've been away so long TVT I've been so busy recently and haven't had much time also we hit ✨400✨ Followers!! Thank you all so so much 😭😭 it feels like only yesterday I just hit 100 you are all so kind and lovely❤
Well Enjoy some Mafiafell food for dinner~✨ see you soon darlings!
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robobbin · 11 months
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If you had to choose
Would you rather have skele boys or robo boys? (And unfortunately you can't have a both in this situation)
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h,,, husbones,,,
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majorpatheticcas · 10 months
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I swear I'm gonna post more now that I have a month of freedom (It was oddly comforting while doodling this)
Needed some comfort and mi husbone noticed ╰⁠(⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠´⁠꒳⁠`⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠⸝⁠)⁠╯
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yuckydraws · 2 years
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Hugs for Pup?
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You’re making breakfast when you hear your sleepy boyfriend shuffle into the kitchen.
You glance behind you as he slips his arms around your waist, letting out a whiny growl as he buries his face in your shoulder.
“ya weren’ in bed.” Pup huffs.
“That’s ‘cause I’m making you breakfast, puppy.” You respond in an amused tone.
He grumbles.
“… i wan’ cuddles.”
You snort.
“Something tells me you’ll live without them.”
“nah. ‘m gonna die.”
“You won’t get to try my pancakes then~” You singsong and you can practically feel him perk up. He lifts his head from your shoulder as he peeks at the batter you’re making.
“with chocolate chips?” He asks hardly hiding his excitement in his tone.
“Mhm.” You answer, causing his grumbling to turn into purrs.
“i love ya, darlin’.” He says, nuzzling into your neck, his nasal ridge tickling you. You giggle and look at him again, pressing a kiss to his temple.
“I love you too. Am I forgiven for leaving you cuddle-less?”
“mhm.” He mimics your tone from earlier.
“… Are you planning on clinging to me the whole time I cook?”
“mhm.” He answers again, leaving you to roll your eyes playfully. This should be interesting.
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