llamagoddessofficial
Wishing I was ~iridescent~
Proud mama of Aggre(g/v)ation, a shameless ao3 fic with my favourite Sanses. she/her. Commissions are temporarily shut while I catch up! Header by @lullychi, icon by @jinglebunns 🌹
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Hey btw this is a pro mary sue/"cringy" oc blog. You're creating! You're having fun! That's all that matters and I'm proud of you.
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Dust is just hhjfjcjjdd…
I want to hug…..then hold skeleton face gently….kiss skeleton face….I’m weak for him, absolutely melting. sweet heavens.
Dust is warmer than you expect when you hug him. It seems silly, but after seeing the looks in his eyelights, part of you expected him to be cold to the touch. He smells like rain, pattering mutedly against the roof of an abandoned bedroom... there's little spots across his body where you can rest your chest and hands and head. He still remembers how to be comfy.
"Hi Dust," you say.
He pauses for a moment, seemingly surprised - but he soon reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around you. There's so much more controlled strength in his movements than the other skeletons, you can all but feel his staggering LV through his bones. His nasal cavity presses gently against the top of your head; a long, slow, satisfied breath escaping his chest. Like a old dog coming home and finally laying down.
Your hands come up, cupping his cheekbones. "Is this ok?" you ask, quietly.
He doesn't respond. You expect some shock at the casual affection, like the others, perhaps even some resistance. But there's none at all. Dust's sockets lid, he rocks forward, nuzzling into your hands. He looks sleepy. He looks like he could stay this way forever.
When you kiss him, gently, you can't hear him purring, but you can feel it through your chest. One arm stays wrapped around you, his other hand travels up to hold your head by the back of the neck. He very much leans into it, the sides of his hood obscure both your faces from view.
When the kiss is over, you lean away a little to catch your breath.
... Except you don't - Dust doesn't let you. The hand on your neck doesn't move, it might as well be the world's gentlest cast iron shackle. His thumb traces up and down the very delicate skin, voice soft against your lips.
"mhm... nope." he murmurs. "you made your choice. you're not going anywhere."
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the reflection..... he looks so SPOOKY
Some late night sketches of @llamagoddessofficial latest chapter Tilikum! Y’all should absolutely go read it
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HIM!!!!!!
rahh im insane lmaoo
more fanart for @llamagoddessofficial's amazing fic Tilikum on ao3
i hope everyone reads it and bleeds from the mouth because of how amazing it is
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Dust is just hhjfjcjjdd…
I want to hug…..then hold skeleton face gently….kiss skeleton face….I’m weak for him, absolutely melting. sweet heavens.
Dust is warmer than you expect when you hug him. It seems silly, but after seeing the looks in his eyelights, part of you expected him to be cold to the touch. He smells like rain, pattering mutedly against the roof of an abandoned bedroom... there's little spots across his body where you can rest your chest and hands and head. He still remembers how to be comfy.
"Hi Dust," you say.
He pauses for a moment, seemingly surprised - but he soon reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around you. There's so much more controlled strength in his movements than the other skeletons, you can all but feel his staggering LV through his bones. His nasal cavity presses gently against the top of your head; a long, slow, satisfied breath escaping his chest. Like a old dog coming home and finally laying down.
Your hands come up, cupping his cheekbones. "Is this ok?" you ask, quietly.
He doesn't respond. You expect some shock at the casual affection, like the others, perhaps even some resistance. But there's none at all. Dust's sockets lid, he rocks forward, nuzzling into your hands. He looks sleepy. He looks like he could stay this way forever.
When you kiss him, gently, you can't hear him purring, but you can feel it through your chest. One arm stays wrapped around you, his other hand travels up to hold your head by the back of the neck. He very much leans into it, the sides of his hood obscure both your faces from view.
When the kiss is over, you lean away a little to catch your breath.
... Except you don't - Dust doesn't let you. The hand on your neck doesn't move, it might as well be the world's gentlest cast iron shackle. His thumb traces up and down the very delicate skin, voice soft against your lips.
"mhm... nope." he murmurs. "you made your choice. you're not going anywhere."
#llama writes#oouguguhh to give him a kissy kissy on his meow meow face#cut to killer just standing there like ''D:< ??'' the whole time
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Thank you Moonpurr for the kofi! Here’s their very cute OC and Nightmare having a hug ^u^
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Kofi
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YESSSSSSSSS MORE SELF INSERT CHARACTERS. MORE OCS. MOOOOORE
im so, absolutely, irrevocably obsessed with @llamagoddessofficial's fanfic Tilikum. like. my brain is melted to nothingness with the amount of rot inside of it
pov you're a silly little human trying to do your silly little job as a silly little janitor when a silly little siren is suddenly obsessed with you. now that's a little silly (help i cant sleep at night all i can do is think about them)
#fanart#ocs and self inserts of my story are my LIFEBLOOOOOODDDDD#i am eat this#sans' reaction is my reaction to this
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What would be their ways of seducing toward MC in Bad Sanses?
Food. Horror uses food. He wants to get to your heart, he desperately wants to. But he can't 'seduce'. He can't carry a conversation, he can't flirt, he can't dress up all fancy, his twisted physique and alarming mannerisms are off-putting even to those who know him well. So he tries going through your stomach; he cooks for you any chance he gets, making anything you like, intently studying your face for signs of enjoyment and approval. He can't seduce - but if you love his cooking, at least you love something of him. That's a start.
Dust... he's effortless. You'll know when he's interested. He's a starer, his eyelights cut across a room, no matter how crowded. His constantly impassive face will break just to give you a dark, wolfish grin, like the two of you know something no one else does. He'll gently trace your back or arm when he walks past; you'll think you're alone, then turn around to see he's an arm's length from you. How long was he there? Watching? Who knows.
He knows the things you won't tell anyone you like. There's no shame in enjoying being his prey. He certainly enjoys it too.
Killer will literally just come up to you, prop his arm against whatever surface you're leaning on, call you a hottie then ask if you wanna go get drinks. Teddies and heart-shaped chocolates, big long sappy text messages once you make the mistake of giving him your number, sentimental gifts that made him think of you (like rocks that match your eye colour), he's a persistent little shit and if he smells even the slightest interest in him he will never let up his flirting. He won't rest until you're wearing couples shirts with him - and honestly, it's impossible to not feel good about being so wanted by someone.
Nightmare is, as we simps would know, very seductive when he chooses to be. He'll make you putty in his hands. A claw under your chin to keep your gaze from escaping his, a low voice and darkly playful tone, he delights in seeing you small and flustered by just his presence. Nightmare will be very clear on what he wants from you... are you going he his, or no?
... He does have a softer side, though. He likes giving you flowers.
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BOO
You're sick, and you have the audacity to miss a day of work. The sirens have very different reactions to your absence.
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okay but imagine yn x error but yn is dating geno and he goes missing so yn assumes he's dead. until years later error is destroying their universe only to spot them and kidnap them into the antivoid claiming that he is yn's dead boyfriend.
and of course he is...
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What would be their ways of seducing toward MC in Bad Sanses?
Food. Horror uses food. He wants to get to your heart, he desperately wants to. But he can't 'seduce'. He can't carry a conversation, he can't flirt, he can't dress up all fancy, his twisted physique and alarming mannerisms are off-putting even to those who know him well. So he tries going through your stomach; he cooks for you any chance he gets, making anything you like, intently studying your face for signs of enjoyment and approval. He can't seduce - but if you love his cooking, at least you love something of him. That's a start.
Dust... he's effortless. You'll know when he's interested. He's a starer, his eyelights cut across a room, no matter how crowded. His constantly impassive face will break just to give you a dark, wolfish grin, like the two of you know something no one else does. He'll gently trace your back or arm when he walks past; you'll think you're alone, then turn around to see he's an arm's length from you. How long was he there? Watching? Who knows.
He knows the things you won't tell anyone you like. There's no shame in enjoying being his prey. He certainly enjoys it too.
Killer will literally just come up to you, prop his arm against whatever surface you're leaning on, call you a hottie then ask if you wanna go get drinks. Teddies and heart-shaped chocolates, big long sappy text messages once you make the mistake of giving him your number, sentimental gifts that made him think of you (like rocks that match your eye colour), he's a persistent little shit and if he smells even the slightest interest in him he will never let up his flirting. He won't rest until you're wearing couples shirts with him - and honestly, it's impossible to not feel good about being so wanted by someone.
Nightmare is, as we simps would know, very seductive when he chooses to be. He'll make you putty in his hands. A claw under your chin to keep your gaze from escaping his, a low voice and darkly playful tone, he delights in seeing you small and flustered by just his presence. Nightmare will be very clear on what he wants from you... are you going he his, or no?
... He does have a softer side, though. He likes giving you flowers.
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👀 do you have any relationship hcs for Killer? Since he's been on your mind lately? :o
Gets you matching pajamies of a character or whatever you like (in my case, it’s chiikawa anshfhg)
Likes to stick close to you, almost never more than a foot away when you’re around- if he can help it
Touchiest out of all of them, always draping himself over you and wrapping his arms around your waist
Likes to kiss the back of your shoulder and the side of your head
Very stubborn, won’t let you go to bed upset and reluctant to give you space when you ask for it
Calls you pookie… bc he thinks it’s cute ..mostly funny
Never will you feel unloved!! You’re always on his mind and he’s always showing it somehow; sending you videos he comes across that reminds him of you, shooting heart hands at you whenever you spare him a glance, etc ♡
Tries to keep you a secret from Nightmare and Nightmare a secret from you, there’s a lot of things that he won’t share with you and sometimes you get the feeling that he’s lying to you about things- like where he’s been and what he’s been up to. Trying to pry it out of him will cause him to shut down, not wanting to say something he’ll regret- leaving you by yourself. When he appears before you again, he’ll try and act like it never happened, pulling you into his arms.
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I am already in love with the idea of Eclipse, and I am quite intrigued by the fact that it doesn’t respond at all to being called Nightmare. Is this because it is controlled a little more by Dream? Or is there another reason for it?
Also, are there other facts about him we may hear, pretty please?
OF COURSE you may hear more facts, dear Val. I've pondered up a few more things.
It uses he, they and it pronouns.
It seems very elegant and godlike. A combination of its intimidating stature, its overpowering aura, and how silent it can be when it chooses. It's eyelights can feel like they're nailing you to the ground.
When it's with someone it wants to talk to... say, a friend or lover... it's actually kinda silly?
It likes harmless pranks, it loves bad jokes. Its humour can be borderline childish - as if someone in there is trying to relive something. It adores anyone who engages with its antics, even a little, and telling it a joke of your own is a surefire way to draw its attention.
It likes animals and food, art and music, it has a fondness for gardening. Particularly trees.
Cats absolutely adore it, no matter the universe.
When it's feeling a particularly strong feeling, strange almost imperceptible shimmers of deep ruby red colour will start emanating from it. Like solar prominences.
It likes to stare. A lot.
... Though it knows it shouldn't, sometimes it uses its total knowledge of the emotions of others to say incredibly specific, deep cutting things out of nowhere. After an hour of silence, it looks right at you and says "i think she would be very proud of you."
No one's really sure if it's its own new entity, or a combination of Dream and Nightmare. Perhaps something in the middle. It doesn't seem to bear any ill will toward anyone the brothers disliked - though it definitely retains their old attachments, frequently following around people either one found important.
Despite how calm it looks, it possesses a deep and frightening protectiveness of those important to it. Its loved ones should never be in danger, not even for a moment. If it senses a desire to cause harm to anyone it loves, it doesn't hesitate to kill.
The reason it doesn't respond to Nightmare is unknown. Nightmare is very clearly in there, in the mannerisms and voice, in the interests and faint blue shimmer when its magic is observed from the right angle.
Perhaps he's enjoying finally resting, after all this time?
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happy neil banging out the tunes day!
#you guys dont understand#this is my single favourite day in the tumblr calender#neil banging out the tunes
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