#hasilith

[that1nkyone]

okay so this may not be what you had in mind, but I enjoyed writing this one. : )

He was alone.

Trees stretched up above him. He wasn’t sure how he’d gotten here, but he felt relaxed. He was calm. Maybe a little sore, but everything was okay. Someone would find him. He just had to wait.

He didn’t know how he knew. He just did. That was enough.

And he was alright with waiting, as a tiny distraction had made itself known on the dirt ground, sparkling in the dappled sunlight.

It had caught his eye as he’d glanced around the woods, listening and looking for any other presences. But now, he was fascinated by this tiny object.

Had he seen anything like this before?

The beast wasn’t sure. Sometimes he didn’t know things that he already knew. It was something that happened sometimes.

It was okay, though. He just had to wait, and he would know the things that he didn’t know right now. That always happened, in the end.

The Thing made a nice “clink” noise when he tapped at it with a claw. It rolled across the ground when he pushed it. It was see-through. It was green.

He tapped at it again, with a fascinated croon. It also sparkled, in the sunlight. And he could see something inside it. Water! It stayed inside the thing, no matter where he rolled it.

It was also fragile. He learned this when it rolled into a rock and a line suddenly snaked down it.

It was very interesting. He wondered what it could be. What it was used for, or where it came from.

A small skeleton arrived on the scene a few moments later. The beast chirped an amiable greeting to him, still rolling the Thing back and forth with his claws.

He didn’t need to wait, anymore. The small skeleton reached out to pet his skull.

“sorry i didn’t make it in time, bro.” He said, with a sigh. “looks like you kept yourself entertained, though.”

The beast chirped. He knew that he knew the skeleton. He knew that the skeleton knew him.

With practiced focus, the beast began to know everything that he had forgotten.

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That evening, Papyrus changed back.

He was sore all over, and Undyne had carried him to the couch, and Frisk had dragged a woollen blanket over him. Sans had given him the TV remote for the night, and the two were currently watching some MTT reruns.

“what’d you get up to, out there?” Sans asked him.

Papyrus spun to him, eyes shining.

“I RE-DISCOVERED HOW COOL GLASS BOTTLES WERE!!!”

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@hasilith showing off with the pike!

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Collaboration part 3! Part 1 | Part 2

Sketch made by @wonszusart Base armour made by @hasilith Colour/Detail/Background by me (moonphanter)

Though I took way longer than intended to get around to finish the last things with this piece, this has been a really fun project to work on! It's been a blast working with you both, and I look forward to any possible future shenanigans ;D Go check out these two amazing friends of mine and their beautiful art!

* Don’t use these images without all of the artists permission, and please do not re-upload/re-post this anywhere <3

Some closeups below the cut.

Oh yea and here’s a video of the art-progress over Here! (link)

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I apparently have nothing better to do then draw dildos on a semi-muscled skeleton >.>

anya

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also apparently tongues are now considered sin

Anya

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please enjoy the shear size difference here

Anya

[wonszuart]

Picarto.TV - Wonszu's Channel

WOOHOO!

COULD IT BE?

A STREAM!

This time finishing my part of the collab with @hasilith and @moonphanter

[traversingtwilight]

Have a beautiful garbage child <3