[boncdaddy]

Everyone's over there bragging about 200+ followers or 900+ I’m sittin pretty at 55. Good thing too. Probably couldn’t handle so many people watching my every move. If I mess up it won’t really matter. ‘n I do that a lot.

[boncdaddy]

misunderstoodkings:

Asgore slowly trod over towards the table, perking a brow as Sans winked at him. “Strange to see you actually doing one of your jobs….aren’t you usually napping this time of day, Sans?”

He examined the table, the brow shifting to the other. “What kind of…delacacies might I ask? I am reasonably wary of what you may have to offer, I’m sure you understand.”

The king was mostly worried of something either being made of rubber, being filled with some sort of horrible tasting spice, or hot sauce. The final one wouldn’t bother him too much, but for all he knew the skeleton had something that would work on him.

       ❛ you dare think i would try and trick you out king? it’s just the usual. hot cats, hot dogs. if your lucky maybe i got something better around. like a few quiche slices. just trying to earn some extra dosh while guarding this bridge. ❜

    he offers a large grin, lazy and casual as he slides his hands in his pockets glancing up at the large boss monster.

[punderhanded]

@boncdaddy liked for a starter.

* “ heh…hey there, pal. “

*[Of course, despite the greeting itself, the tone it is spoken in is gruff and unwelcoming; each word is punctuated with a sharp annoyance, just barely contained within the syllables and sounded past a TIGHT grin. The sentry has never really been one for niceties, especially when alternates come waltzing into his timeline unannounced.]

*[…Because Sans always ends up feeling obligated to PROTECT their asses when shit inevitably goes south.]

* “ – don’t suppose i could talk ya inta turnin’ the fuck around an’ goin’ back ta wherever it is ya came from? “

[boncdaddy]

       a tired glance from the others face and their tone and he could 1000% tell he was NOT welcomed. a small bit of laughter came from his throat, if he had one, and he adjusted his coat a tad. like one would a collar. or a noose.  

     * ❛ see pal. i am afraid that’s impossible. i was taking a shortcut like normal and was brought here instead of grillby’s. mustve taken a wrong turn at alberquerque or somethin... ❜

      his own voice is tired, and soft. like the least threatening thing anyone would ever speak to. thickly riddled with its own accent. was it a southern one? one from new york or boston?  wasn’t really sure. hard to pin down.

      * ❛  because believe me pal. nothin id want more than ta go home. ❜

[boncdaddy]

      ….. starter call?

[boncdaddy]

Headed to work. Be back in like... 10 hours. *fingerguns away*))

[boncdaddy]

headcanon.

      his hobby is to learn instruments. now that he no longer studies science he likes to do music. so far he’s learned the ukulele, the trombone, the piano, and is working on the harmonica.

[boncdaddy]

I will finish/reply to starters later, my think pan is bluh blarg right now.

[boncdaddy]

@glamspell | | S.C

      was he sleeping...yes. was he sleeping when he wasn’t supposed to be? also yes. sans quietly dozed in the chair, able to sleep anywhere was a special trait for him. and he doubted even mettaton shouting at his skull would wake him up. he snored out loudly hands on his stomach. not a care in the world.

[boncdaddy]

@universalcarnival | s.c.

      he glanced up over  at the fish, eyebrows raised. before approaching, hands  sliding into his pockets giving a small nod as he grinned wide. playing pranks was not usually wise with the fish monster. but when was he wise when he pulled pranks?

      a large smile on his face as he adjusted himself.before reaching over and patting the others back, a large grin on his face. leaving the sticky note on her back.

* ‘ hey undyne, doing well with usual training? ’       he questioned, glancing up at her lazily.

[boncdaddy]

@punhud | | S.C.

* ‘ well hey  there. what's cookin good lookin. feel like i’ve seen your skull around here before. ’

      he’s of course joking, as nothing but a smile is on his face.as per usual as well. reaching over  to give a handshake to the other, his grin tired but happy.

[boncdaddy]

@museundertale | | S.C.

  * ‘ hey pap, no need to be upset, eventually everythin will work out. but we gotta wait fer ya know, things ta happen. such as laws ta be passed n such. ’

      he gently pat his brothers back, sitting down in their little tent home they were using for a while until they were approved to live in society. currently eating a hot .... somethin. not sure if it was a ‘dog or a ‘cat. did it matter though? no. he finished biting down.

[boncdaddy]

@crascd | | S.C.

      he wasn’t really sure who this was, but... you know, things were different in other     timelines. though he didn’t think he was travelling through, must mean the other     came here.

* ‘ hey there. can i help ya? ’       he asked, looking at the other curious, but on guard. not all timelines were friendly...

[catastrophepins]

Sans Aesthetic

“Geeettttttt dunked on!!!”

[boncdaddy]

@sirenci | | s.c.

       just a casual day, playing the ukulele by the waterside pausing    when he heard a splash. who was that? the instrument was casually    set down, and he glanced over near the water.

* ‘ someone enjoyin my tunes? ’        he asked a smile on his face as he leaned over to the water, waiting    for her to emerge from the water.    

[boncdaddy]

@misunderstoodkings | | S.C.

      a soft pause, glancing over the skeleton blinked a few times, before a casual wave was thrown to the former king. fancy seeing him here.

      an adjustment of his shorts and he began to approach the large goat man, offering a wink as he leaned against the table.

* ‘ howdy. fancy meeting you here king. ’ he stated, deep voice as calm as ever, offering the man a small pat on his paw. * ‘ what brings you to my shop? care for some of my delicacies? ’

[boncdaddy]

      ….. starter call?

[boncdaddy]

      ..... starter call?