#bara skeleton

[kagami-shinami]

I made a new child. His name is Montaro. He’s a big boy, he’s 21 ft tall. I’m yeeting him at you guys. Have fun.

[wishingstarinajar]

I suddenly realized that, for enjoying fantasy settings so much and having a few fantasy-like Undertale AUs, I haven't created a bara skelly for such a setting.

Slate sort of falls in that category but he leans more toward the modern aesthetics and lifestyle. Fang has the 1920s' mafia aesthetics but I wouldn't call that fantasy in the slightest. Aside from these two, the others are all straight up "modern" with their AU, dress and lifestyle.

Guess I'll wait and see if I'll get sucker-punched with some fantasy inspi vibes for a new bara after this realization.

[binley]

*arrives ten thousand years late to the party* I’M NOT FREAKING OOUUT!!!!

[rinzydings]

Lewis pumpkin! Still trying to get better with a shaver tool. Happy Halloween :D!

[asianginger-things]

With Valentine's Day over I can finally post my Valentine's for the year!

[fluorescentfeathers]

Attempts to jump off bandwagon

Fails

[edorazzi]

"Why are you so stubborn?!"

"Me?! I'm not the one who's been keeping a prisoner in a bubble of energy for three hours straight!"

It was the third time the ghost had tried to talk to him, and though Fred had been more intrigued than angry at first he was rapidly losing any tolerance he had left. He was tired, he was hungry and he just wanted to leave this completely un-groovy haunted house to go home, but the phantom would not let him go.

"Can't you let me out so we can talk civilly?"

"No! I'm not an idiot, I know you'll escape if I let you out! Don't you see if you go back to them they're going to hurt you?!" The ghost repeated for the millionth time, and Fred rolled his eyes heavenwards. He'd figured out by now that this creature had something against detective gangs and thought his friends were going to harm him. It had targeted Fred specifically that whole night until it got the gang leader alone to 'warn' him, and the glowing spectre was still at it. 

"Well, too bad. If you don't want to talk out of this thing, I guess I'm done talking."

The detective folded his arms and angled his body away, seeing even though closed eyelids the extra light flickering around the walls as the spirit exploded with rage for the third time that night. There came sounds of a scuffle as if the skeleton was taking out some kind of tantrum on the furniture closest to his end of the room, and then, with a roar, it vanished.

Fred groaned with boredom. He'd really hoped the spook would give up and let him out this time, but it looked like he just had another hour to wait while it calmed down from its blind rage for the third time. 

Yeesh, he really hoped the gang tracked this room down soon. What was that ghost's problem?

as you can see my mystery skulls/mystery inc. AU with these pictures has spiralled completely out of control and i'm not sure how to stop

you can't tell me if lewis didn't know arthur was possessed when he shoved him off that cliff that he wouldn't try to warn any other handsome detective gang leaders who crossed his path of the same kind of betrayal

(only to get really pissed off and destructive when they won't listen to him because their friends are actually nice, sane people who aren't planning to murder them)

[just-another-mutant-fangirl]

When you dress up nice to impress your one-armed boyfriend and happy blue-haired girlfriend