My artwork
Just some artwork I did
(Y/N) is a human. She had lived her whole life as Sans and Papyrus's pet, which was even more appropriate considering that Alphys had done a few experiments on her giving her dog ears and a dog tail, as consolation for keeping her a secret. Then one day, (Y/N) manages to escape, and meets with Frisk. What will f...
Bendy the dancing demon as Bendy/Ink Bendy (Oc since we need more girls) Dolly the demon doll as Dolly (Oc) Max the marionette demon as Max Boris the wolf as Boris Alice Angel as Bi-I mean Alice Sammy Lawrence as Gay Bitch Projectionist as Projectionist Henry as Henry Ink blobs as Cute little inks And the Butcher...
A fan fiction from a fangirl who needs to go to therapy once and a while ~Darky
You are an odd person, you don't really remember your own backstory Weird right? Well you begin to see an odd figure in your nightmares. You shrug it off at first but as they say SOME NIGHTMARES ARE MORE REAL THAN OTHERS
All credit to lonebeattle for providing the information for the first 2 chapers the rest is my own findings if you have info i dont please share I'm a werewolf historian i study them I'm a big fan and want to create awareness as well as help writers with a werewolf guide line
So This is my OTP. & Prepare for Lemon because of The Underlust Au. Hope you enjoy
Ranked #63 in Undertale ------------------------- "You've hurt me and then turned around and helped me the next minute. I don't really understand it, that's all." Her question upset me, because that was a question I've been trying to ignore from asking myself the majority of the time. "Yeah, so what? It's too late...
Reset after reset, all Sans wanted was to kill the human to protect his friends and family. With a new arrival in the underground Sans had a very important choice to make. Kill the human without knowing their intentions or spare them and see if their promise of saving the monsters was true?
Okay, so, wattpad deleted my previous description. I apologize for the inconvenience. Immagine having no friends, being an adult, working with kids waaay to much, and living all alone in a big, dark house that was left to you by your dead grandparents. That's you. Of course, until you find one of your old therapists i...