#nefariousbones

[execvtionr-blog]

@nefarious-bones is ill

❛ i may be a lotta things, but “deaf ‘n blind” ain’t ‘moung ‘em.  yer sick, boss.  th’ fuck ya doin’ not restin’ ?? ❜

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nefarious-bones replied to your post “it’s halloween papyrus is going to a party tonight (or was it last...”

THE PARTY WAS LAST SATURDAY YOU FUCKING ALCOHOLIC.

what day is it

[execvtionr-blog]

nefarious-bones replied to your post: even unde.rfell has laws; illegal, unsupervised,...

You left out the part about Papyrus now talking their pet walk for runs with him because of Sans’s bullshit lies

i also left out that it was a rhino beetle fight and that sans made his competing beetle do resistance training with their pet rock to get in shape for the match and when papyrus asked sans claimed that the beetle was a professional pet rock walker

[the-smallest-star]

@nefarious-bones

This was possibly the most dangerous stunt Hannah had pulled but she was determined to see it through to the end. The last time she’d seen the tall terrifying skeleton he had very nearly caught her, it was only when the log she sprinted across snapped under his weight that she managed to escape.

But he’d lost something which the human had found further down river, something the skeleton seemed to be very angry about loosing.

“This is a dumb thing to do....” Hannah mumbled to herself as she trailed through the snow, shivering at the cool air as she approached one of the sentry stations. She just had to leave it here then scarper, that’s all she had to do.

[mettatronix-blog]

Echo Flower

SEND ‘ECHO FLOWER’ TO HEAR SOMETHING MY MUSE HAS SAID INTO AN ECHO FLOWER.

[ 💔  ] — ❛  I 

         just want to be 

               Happy …  ”

[mettatronix-blog]

@nefarious-bones

High heeled boots made crunching noise against they paved through the snow, a tall figure being the source of it. In his arms none other than the older brother of Snowdin’s prestigious and arguably boneheaded lieutenant. 

One moment the intoxicated skeleton was intent on cartwheeling his way home and the next he had his skull flat against a patch of snow. The next thing Mettatron knew he was carrying a drunk Sans home, cradling him softly much like one would a child. 

The only sour moment occurring when he accidentally banged the skeleton’s head against the doorway. Something which he paid no attention to in favor of making himself presentable and knocking on the door a few seconds after, lips tilted up in a fanged smile. 

“Papyrus? You there?”

[mettatronix-blog]

@nefarious-bones;

       “Has anyone ever told you how deliciously HANDSOME you look?”