#i feed

[conking]

pocketknife solo laning feels personal

[phrasetale]

alright, ph lore. Enough talk, let’s get right into it

a reminder: I’m using a lot of old arts from myself and others (fanarts) so if ya need reference, don’t take it from here

We’ll focus on the ph sanses cast for this

SPOILERS UNDERNEATH

[i think I’ll summarize only 3 points here so far hehe….]

Let’s begin with Sans Huskien. The original Sans of Phrasetale.

Lmao where do I even start uhhhh

in a nutshell, Sans was birthed and grew up in a cult

a cult ran by who? Well, it’s this rodent

Erdem

Credits to @perihelion-of-the-night for the UNOFFICIAL design

The Keeper of Knowledge

The Collector of Visions

they have many names, though they informally goes by Erdem.

Left <- w/ regular attire, Right <- underneath the fabric

strange marking of purple misty swirls tattoos their gray skin. Sans and Papyrus received that part of the genetics.

None of Poyo (Paps) art yet

LONG STORY SHORT:

Erdem does not pay child support, however they support child abuse

Sans ran away with his toddler brother in arms when they ordered the cult members to obtain something precious from Paps. Sans didn’t like that idea.

During his escape, he was attacked by Erdem right on the face.

Hence the scar across his cheekbones.

_____________Lore part one end>

He didn’t know where he was going. Throughout the rainy weathers, colder days, and under the blazing sun, Sans kept moving on to somewhere he knew he could trust. Somewhere he knew his brother would be safer. He was barely a teen when he was already thrown into the dangers of the world.

But his fate was already written,

he will not perish in this place.

He met a man. A monster. A…being.

”What business does a child have in a place like this?”

his voice held no emotion yet there was a subtle hint of confusion mixed with concern. Sans was suspicious for the obvious reasons, but that didn’t stop the man from taking them both under his wing.

Sans and Paps were finally in a safe place.

LONG STORY SHORT:

The man adopted him and his brother for the time being, deciding to take care of them until either of them could at least stand on their feet

sans liked his company more than his previous parent, so did paps

but knowing how mortals can’t mix with gods, he let the children go, ultimately wiping their memories and sending them to somewhere— a place where civilization stands strong and…a region where there were monsters, just like them.

________________Lore end part two>

His memories were so blurry…..it hurts to think. It hurts to remember.

Why does it feel so cold?

His disorientation began to dissipate as he brought himself off the concrete ground, lightly shaking his cold skull. Brrr…he could barely feel the tips of his bony fingers.

….concrete? Sans’s eye lights immediately flickered to the steel bars in front of him. When did he get here? Who…

Pairs of heavy footsteps marched into view, clanking metals synchronized.

They did not sound friendly.

LONG STORY SHORT:

Sans was imprisoned and soon taken for interrogation

despite being a child, they held no mercy against him

Sans spoke nothing, only questioning where his younger brother was

Eventually, they let the boy go after his stubbornness and refusal to speak, knocking him out once again before sending him to the place where criminals are forever banned to; H.A.V.E.N site

The innocents are blinded.

The criminals are silenced.

Is this truly what paradise is?, I asked.

They uttered one word; Absolutely.

________________lore end part three>

[viscerawizard]

The roof of the walmart echoes with coughs.

The vibe of the cookout has shifted, slowly, easily, with the smoothness of a fleet snake slipping into a lake.

Every clone of me, nineteen of them in total, is doubled over hacking up blood. Plates have been dropped. Something is in one of their mouths that squirms like it's still alive.

Their hair - normally purple - is streaked with a dark and brooding red.

Their robes, long and regal, are stained the same.

The long, typically purple and striped tails are undergoing the same manner of warping as the hair.

And then they start to hum and grumble, groan and mumble, all with the same voice at once, a scratchy thing, a violent thing shot through with a hunger deeper than deep.

@aroace-wizard @amethyst-aster @ratticus-overlord @good-wizard @verylegalwizard @yourlocalbreadenthusiast @exispencer-crisis @thewanderingshapebetweenrealms @officialwizardnews @be-gentle-with-littluns @a-goose-in-a-trenchcoat @littlepawzbigheart @combustion-witch @monsterfucker-research-wizard @wild-magic-wizard @crickled-thorn-thug @fattocatto-wizard @alchemical-overreaction @odd-animated-armor @the-silliest-sorcerer @hnoc-system @lead-sorcerer @the-moth-wizard-of-mayhem @aurelia-robowizard @helpfulapprentice @detective-disco @im-a-wizard-who-dont-crime

[sairitaikutsu]

liulao doodles while i edit random thingy im gonna post later

me writing liulao in the new timeline (god x mortal dynamic save me)

and sum moar

they got caught in the rain while looking for beetles

[rr-sheep]

yo sheep,

can ya do a dnb cover art of "I feed" by steampianist

if ya can?

tbh the song is not that great, but here it is anyways lol, Can you find all the references?

(dnb/fnf) Vocaloid-song-fanart-cover ~{I FEED}~

[hikik-0m0ri]

╰┈➤ “Must… Not Spread… (We… Must Spread…) I… (We…) Must Feed”

⇢˚⋆ x x x | x 🏚 x | x x x

[cranberry333]

If ya’ll have never seen the OG Twilight Zone ya’ll should cuz it slaps—they’re so fun and some are spoopy and I love to rewatch them.👀👀💖

I watch some now after work and I picked up food.💖💖💖