my first MEME origin:Wonderland these are my OCs,one for UNDERILLUSION sans,and another is frisk. Just for fun!thanks for your watching!
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my first MEME origin:Wonderland these are my OCs,one for UNDERILLUSION sans,and another is frisk. Just for fun!thanks for your watching!
An UnderIsolation Au where the Shift and Tempus get raised by the Underisolation Skele bros
(I mean it makes sense since Shift’s dad is that Sans)
Some paintings of mine recently.
It's my AU. Underillusion sans.
Pure Gold
*well, it doesn’t look that different . . .
Sans was mumbling as he looked around, his ever present grin hardly faltering at the knowledge that he was no longer in his own universe. Despite the fact that he couldn’t really see a difference, there was a feeling here that was different from home. Almost . . . more intense. Less free. As if at any moment, someone could attack him. Not the friendliest of universes, then. He wondered if the Monsters here had Inspirations too, or if there even were any Monsters here. Sans wasn’t really an expert on the multiverse theory--he was no Dr. Alphys--but he knew he couldn’t expect everything to be the same.
He could recognize where he was, or at least where he would have been in his own world. He knew this copse of trees by heart, having passed this way every week to talk to his lonely friend. He wondered if there was a version of her in this ‘verse, and if she was just as lonely here. He hoped she had someone to talk to, regardless. He straightened out his jacket before walking in, he hoped, the direction of Snowdin. If nothing else, he could at least observe the locals and see if they would be willing to help him. If not, he’d have to figure this all out on his own.
As he walked, he pulled out his cell phone, his fluffy charm dangling from the bottom. He wondered if there were roaming charges for going to another universe, and if he should risk it anyway. Papyrus would be wondering where he was soon enough, and he didn’t want his brother to worry. Again.
It was while he was debating calling his brother, head bowed to look at the phone, that he bumped into someone--and promptly fell backward on his tailbone, phone falling into the snow.
Curse those fancy shoes Paps gave him . . .
( @starsgivemehp )
The judgement of underillusion sans in Lolita. (i'm just joking!!!)