#megalommi

[cravingstatic]

baggs by megalommi :3

why is he kinda,,,,,,

[wolfbeestudio]

It's finally been done. Kitty Baggs is here~

Now fall deeper. Deeper still. And get me an array of Churu~

Baggs, both this plush and the character belong to @megalommi

[kitsunehime]

djfhsduf I dunno what to really put here other than Happy Late Birthday to Baggs, his B-Day being like 4/4 lol. Shy angel fox hybrid discovered by local hypno-skelly. XP Baggs - @megalommi Princess Alyssa - Me

[nya-serafene]

“Are you lost, human? Turn around and look me in the eye.”

Fun Fact: The soul of CARE acts like a alert system. Whenever it senses danger, it will shine a bright light, either to temporarily blind a threat or light up a dark area.

I tried making Baggs eye in the background-

Megalosomnia and Dr. Baggs belongs to: @megalommi

[enamoredfey]

Hello! I found you because of a friend and it looks like you're taking writing requests? Or whatever you might call the little drabbles people are requesting?

Any chance I could kiss Baggs Sans?

I'd ask for Nightmare but it looks like you've written for him already... Up to you of course!

I do not know much about this particular Sans, however, I have reached out to his creator to inquire about him and make sure it is alright if I include this character in the Parlor.

Thank you for your interest and I am very pleased not only to have received this ask, but to learn about another au! Very interesting!

If permitted, I will come back and edit this post with the actual reply!

Edit: Leaving the old information to prevent any miscommicaton, I was informed that Baggs' creatior, @megalommi is on hiatus but did have a delightful post with information. https://www.tumblr.com/megalommi/703521246367956992/frequently-asked-questions

So with that out of the way, here we go. @imtrashraccoon "Oh! You are asking for Baggs? He is not one of our regulars but give me a moment if you will."

Fetching an old, rotary dial phone from beneath her desk, she fiddles with attaching a strange, blinking red and blue light item to it's base, and begins moving one number after another through the rotating plate of numbers.. far.. far too many numbers to be exact. The exchange is very brief but after a bit of time, she sets the pale blue handset down, back upon its rest and offers you a warm and welcoming smile. "You are in luck! He has some time and will be arriving shortly!"

It takes a bit of time for Baggs to arrive, having to make use of the Machine, and then make his way towards the Entryway.

A wave of his hand, the Parlor responding and opening an archway through a formerly solid wall for him, Baggs takes a bit of an untraditional shortcut, The rubber of his uniform (they look like boots to me!) shoes squeak lightly with his slow progression.

The dim light of the new corridor he has opened from the portal room to the entry way cast the skeleton in shadows, though his bright, magenta eye light pierces through the shade, burning as a flame in comparison to the white eye light that accompanies it.

Stepping into the light, the skeleton looks every bit as tired as one can be without keeling over, and maybe even more so. True to his name, those heavy, dark bags beneath his sockets seem to have grown deeper than ever, his perfect smile slightly strained, though he carries himself as though he did not have the weight of his Underground resting upon his shoulder. Upon catching sight of the Fey and her guest, his smile eases into something relaxed, if not a bit smug (no not all, really. *Sarcasm!*) as he sizes up the sort of person who would reach out for him, of all creatures, and for something as unique as a kiss from him.

Honestly, he doesn't see the appeal, he is a bag of very tired, over worked and over stressed bones but hey, whatever floats your boat from here to Hot Land, well that works for him.

"Fairy."

"Baggs."

He leans upon his elbow against the Fey's desk, one foot kicked over the other as his lazy grin reveals each perfectly white, smooth tooth, far too perfect.

You are vaguely reminded of a song.. something about 'Shiny teeth and me'

"Living rent-free in your head, kid?" Baggs can't help but chuckle, there is something unsettling about it, but it is easy to brush off.

He motions for you to follow him back down the dark corridor, allowing some privacy for your request. The arch sealing up behind the pair of you, casting you both in near pitch black, save for the glow of his eye lights.

Your hands find his, a solid and firm grip and perhaps it is due to the fact you called upon him by name, or maybe he just wants to give you a little taste of this terrifying ability he possesses.

You find yourself draw in to the swirling azure and magenta, the world and worries it carries melts far back in your mind and you find your body limp, being supported now, as he eases you down to the floor, one arm behind your back, his hand supporting your head, the other hand, a gloved thumb tracing your lips ever so slowly. There is an unexpected bliss that follows the lightest touch, and has your lips parting in a breathy gasp.

"There we go.. I've got you, just relax and listen."

What is said between the two of you, is for no other's ears to capture, even the Fey's eyes, which seem to be all about the Parlor, do not reach into this stolen moment.

Perfect teeth meet parted lips, the magic and flesh dancing in the embrace, you can not fathom the taste of his magic, but it will forever hang just at the edge of your memory, having you chase for something you are unsure of, a sensation you will not be able to recreate.

Your muffled groans, toe curling bliss, are met with heady growls from the monster as he threads his fingers through your hair, tugging just enough to have you tilt your head back, his teeth leaving the kiss to move to your neck, scoring the flesh with his marks and the residue magenta of his magic, shining so brilliantly upon your skin.

You awaken sometime later, sprawled across a love seat in the Parlor common areas, a glass of water within reach, perched upon an acrylic, pink heart side table, along with a small, neatly folded bit of paper.

Easing yourself up to be seated, you reach for first the water and then the paper, opening it to reveal a message Baggs has left for you.

"Be seeing you."

[askdrstiofficial]

god I love Nostra sm- I realized he doesn't have the gold tooth way too late- the fic I was reading described him with the gold tooth and it messed me up. Megalosomnia belongs to @megalommi

[davetasticdave]

Visit Original Link

I trust him

request to sing “Trust in Me” from The Jungle Book from @voidchillz

Dr. Baggs belongs to @megalommi

all singing and editing by me

album art by @voidchillz

[the-bl0b-x]

big sketch page of some skeletons!

we got a bunch of my ocs, one sketch of @wishingstarinajar 's case and a fun sketch of @megalommi 's Baggs based of the the song 'Razzle Dazzle' from Chicago

here it is uncoloured