Ohhh sherlock.... #Sherlock
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Ohhh sherlock.... #Sherlock
Comicsbrosius would hate his movie counterpoint so much. a seething mass of resentment and envy. He'd blow off at least two of his limbs for the joint crimes of being born rich and getting Ballister back in like a month. Then possibly some extra phalanges for the hair.
yours in honor NASTINESS, captain k.p. hob
when u doodle kaeya during loading screens <3
I have a word for you my dear...
Morsel.
(oooohooo...)
You nervously shuffle in your place as that single blood red eye takes in every inch of you. The centipede monster had its body on the ground, up the wall, on the ceiling, where his skeleton body was. Sans had propped an elbow under (above?) him, 'laying' his skull on his hand.
"oh it wouldn't take long... all i'm asking is that you stay for a little longer." Sans grins casually, though his free hand was tapping (impatiently?) against the cave wall. "i promise you wouldn't get hurt."
You swallow the lump in your throat and give him the most pleasant smile you can muster. "I... I'm sorry Sans," you say as you slowly take a few steps back, "I'm sorry for having disturbed you, but I'm going to worry the others if I don't come back soon, it's going to get late soon and I don't want to take more of your ti-!"
In your haste to come up with an excuse to get out, you don't notice the end of his body crawling behind you and you make a surprised squeak when your leg bumps against it.
"oh nonsense..." Sans practically purrs while you try your best not to make a noise when body segments bend to curl behind you, pushing you back towards his head. "we have plenty of time before dark falls. i must say i've missed your company and i'm sure they won't mind if i steal you for just a couple of hours..."
You make a little eep! when he coils around you and picks you up as he lowers his skeletal body to the ground and closes the gap. His hand reaches out and claws gently brush your cheek.
"make yourself comfortable. you won't be leaving very soon, my sweet little morsel..."
Hello fallen hero fandom i’ve return and turns out, the loving herald disease is incurable
thomas, basically: please fake marry me you want to stay and i want you to stay also we are practically married anyways please break the law with me 🥺🥺🥺🥺