sinnyskelle
Sinful Skeletons
Hello! You can Call me Sinny. 28. This is my 18+ NSFW Undertail Fontcest & Sanscest blog. I am a fanfic writer & artist. I also reblog art, comics, & audios from artists I support. Feel free to brows around. NOTE: I am more active on other social media after the nsfw purge. You can find me on Twitter: @SinnySkelle | Pillowfort: SinnySkelle
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These two are Fell and Swap concepts of Cross I created many years ago.
Just because I don’t draw them anymore doesn’t mean anyone can take them without letting me know, claiming to be their new owner and getting away with it. It’s disrespectful and disappointing.
Of course you can still using my concepts for your fan content, or create new ones based on another characters, but credits are necessary. You CAN’T STEAL an already existing concept and demand to get all the credit just because it’s an “abandoned” idea.
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Twitter NSFW Purge
Well it looks like yet another platform may be following Tumblr’s example and purging all NFW content and accounts. So I thought this would be a good time to shout out my other socials on where you can find me.
NOTE: I’m no longer active on Tumblr. I am a NSFW content creator so I do not feel welcomed here, and Twitter may be soon. So most of my activity is on Twitter right now, but if it gets purged I will be moving to Pillowfort.
Feel free to follow if you want more undertail sanscest, fontcest, and UT Multiverse content.
🔞 Please note my accounts are 18+ and NSFW 🔞
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➤ AO3 : Where I post all my fanfics. Most up to date content is there.
➤ Pillowfort : New Blog where I will be reblogging and posting my art and writing, as well as content from those I follow and support. Basically Tumblr 2.0
➤ Twitter: Where I am currently most active. This is where you can find me most days. Feel free to follow, DM, interact. Will be here until Twitter bans us, IF they do.
➤ Twitch : Occasionally stream content like drawing or games. Feel free to follow if you want to catch some livestreams of artwork, or other projects.
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Twitter NSFW Purge
Well it looks like yet another platform may be following Tumblr’s example and purging all NFW content and accounts. So I thought this would be a good time to shout out my other socials on where you can find me.
NOTE: I’m no longer active on Tumblr. I am a NSFW content creator so I do not feel welcomed here, and Twitter may be soon. So most of my activity is on Twitter right now, but if it gets purged I will be moving to Pillowfort.
Feel free to follow if you want more undertail sanscest, fontcest, and UT Multiverse content.
🔞 Please note my accounts are 18+ and NSFW 🔞
⭐LINKS ⭐
➤ AO3 : Where I post all my fanfics. Most up to date content is there.
➤ Pillowfort : New Blog where I will be reblogging and posting my art and writing, as well as content from those I follow and support. Basically Tumblr 2.0
➤ Twitter: Where I am currently most active. This is where you can find me most days. Feel free to follow, DM, interact. Will be here until Twitter bans us, IF they do.
➤ Twitch : Occasionally stream content like drawing or games. Feel free to follow if you want to catch some livestreams of artwork, or other projects.
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Crossmare - Fool Me Thrice
A little late, but I think it was worth the wait.
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Warnings: tw implied sexual assault
“This is stupid Dream.” Nightmare leaned against the wall of this universe’s Muffet’s. Across from him, his brother Dream smiled so wide it was nauseating.
Nightmare had forgone his corruption for this little event at his brother’s request. He’d borrowed clothes from Dream, losing his normal deep purples for the obnoxiously bright yellows to hide his true identity, all for a single purpose that he wasn’t sure was good enough. He recalled his earlier conversations with Dream while taking steadying breaths.
“You say that, but you did it anyway.” Dream waggled his eyebrows. “I’m telling you, stop overthinking!” He flicked Nightmare’s forehead with his tongue out.
“He’s going to be upset we deceived him.” His eyes looked over the masses for the skeleton in question. His unusual height and bright white jacket made him stand out even amongst the diverse crowd. His hands wrung themselves with the unnatural worry that his normal corruption would have shaken off in a heartbeat. Being without it felt like being exposed, its dense protection a reminder of what had changed.
“He’ll get over it. Don’t tell me you wanna back out…” Dream teased. He laughed at Night’s instant glare. “I promise! It’s gunna be great!” His brother took his hand before he could complain and dragged him into the fray.
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Crossmare Stuff (Based on a Headcannon that Nightmare’s Tentacles like to Act on their Own.)
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(NSFW)
Nightmare twitched as his tentacles slipped over his body. He screwed his eyes shut. He almost wished he’d never seen them. Those two little points in Cross’ teeth. Something most Sanses didn’t have. Nightmare stared at his desk as he raised a hand to the side of his throat. He didn’t want to do paperwork. His ecto was finally summoning and his tentacles sure weren’t helping as they rubbed him quietly.
“Fuck...” He hissed under his breath. He just had to be patient. They’d been doing this all day. He gasped as the tentacle between his legs grinded itself against his clit again. Two other tentacles kept his thighs firmly apart. He sat behind the desk, hunched over it a little. A few more minutes and Cross would be reporting to him with details about the mission.
“Cross...” Nightmare echoed his thoughts shakily, tipping his head to the side as a tentacle curled up against his neck. He made another shaking noise. They’d been like this all FUCKING day. He couldn’t get a single fucking paper done because of it. “Fuck...” He whispered softly. There. There!
His tentacles all froze as he could hear the brisk footsteps making their way towards the door. Nightmare shook quietly. He took a deep breath and pushed himself to his feet, his tentacles finally releasing his thighs after hours. He moved around the side of the desk and over to the door. He reached out and swung it open. Cross was shocked, seemingly having been about to knock. “B-Boss! I-”
He yelped in shock as one of Nightmare’s tentacles wrapped around his waist and yanked him inside. He shut and locked the door before throwing Cross against the couch and pinning him down by straddling him. Cross seemed too shocked to speak, staring at him with wide eyes. He sputtered and Nightmare growled, shutting him up.
He reached up and forced his fingers into Cross’ mouth. Cross was taken back before opening it. Nightmare tipped his head again, tracing his fingers along Cross’ fangs. He shivered and let out a shaky exhale. His tentacles began to pull down his own shorts. Cross made a muffled noise of confusion and Nightmare gave a bitter little laugh.
“Surely... surely, Cross, you aren’t so shallow to think last time was a one-time thing... I’m... entrusting you... with my basic sexual needs...” He groaned weakly as his tentacles began to rub between his legs again, making him lean forward, pushing his ass up into the air. It was his female ecto and he made sure his breasts were pushed up against Cross, who was dark purple all the way down to his pelvis, which was starting to glow and grow.
Nightmare trailed his eye down to it and grinned almost sweetly. “Fantastic. I knew you wouldn’t disappoint me...” He murmured as one of his tentacles gave a wag. “Take it out.” Cross froze up and Nightmare growled. “NOW.” Cross fumbled to pull his cock out of his shorts. It was stiff as a board as it twitched. Nightmare shook as his tentacle grinded against his clit again.
“You are to blame for my horrendous state. And I expect that you will take full responsibility...” Nightmare growled. Cross clearly had no idea what he’d done, his legs shaking. He nodded anyway, his eyes wide. Nightmare pushed himself closer. He forced the tentacle between his legs out. It clearly didn’t like that and began to slick up another entrance, sliding between his ass. “My hips, Cross. Hold my hips.” He managed to order in a strained voice.
Cross’ hands were felt shakily holding his hips. “Y-Yes, Boss.” His own voice was strained as well and it didn’t appear to be the only thing that was. Nightmare lined himself up and sank down onto Cross’ cock, making him moan. Nightmare tipped his head back as Cross’ hands tightened on his hips. Nightmare cried out as his tentacle suddenly pushed inside of him from behind. It forced him to lean forward, his arms wrapping around Cross’ neck.
Cross’ breathing was shaky and so was Nightmare’s. Nightmare risked a glance down to see Cross staring at him in worry, along with thick arousal. Nightmare slid his hands out to his shoulders and gripped them. “Cross.” It was pleasing how fast his subordinate looked at him and he gave his cock a small squeeze, making Cross shudder. “I want those fangs put to good use.” He murmured, slowly exposing his neck to the other.
Cross inhaled shakily before giving a breathless nod. Nightmare felt his fangs trace along the side of his neck. Nightmare’s hands slid down and gripped Cross’ wrists before pulling his hands up to his chest. “Fucking touch me.” He muttered. Cross was shaking as he nodded. He grabbed Nightmare’s breasts and both of them let out a shuddering breath as he squeezed them.
Cross gently bit his shoulder and Nightmare gasped, squeezing on Cross’ cock. His warm breath was felt against Nightmare’s neck and he moaned. Nightmare slowly began to bounce himself up and down on Cross’ lap, making the soldier groan and quiver a little. Nightmare kept Cross’ hands on his breasts, his tentacles beginning to slide down the other’s arms to keep him there.
Cross gulped and finally pulled Nightmare back down against him, inhaling quietly before gently biting the side of his boss’ neck. Nightmare squeezed down on him again. “You’re doing good, Cross. Keep it up.” He rumbled. Cross was felt shuddering as he nodded against him.
Nightmare began to slowly bounce himself on Cross once again. He wanted the soldier to snap. In fact, he was counting on it. He inhaled shakily as he felt his own tentacle thrust in his ass in time with his bouncing, jarring him a little and making him moan. Cross’ hands tightened on his breasts. Nightmare looked down at him.
Cross was purple to his shoulders and breathing odd. “Come on.” Nightmare chuckled softly. He was still moving slowly and Cross made a weak noise. “Frustrated?” Nightmare asked quietly, tipping his head innocently. Cross twitched and finally seemed to break.
He surged forward, turning and slamming Nightmare against the couch. Nightmare let out a breathy laugh before moaning, the sound bordering on a shriek as Cross began to fuck into him mercilessly, his hands obsessively rolling Nightmare’s breasts. “FUCK.” Cross growled out.
Nightmare felt proud before pleasure overwhelmed him and he held onto Cross desperately. He couldn’t handle it for very long. His tentacle was still thrusting in him from behind and Cross’ loud, breathy moans told Nightmare the other could feel it rubbing up against his cock. Nightmare wrapped a tentacle around Cross’ waist, yanking him closer.
The motion made both of them groan and Nightmare arched his back, spreading his legs a little wider and giving Cross a flushed grin. “There... there we go...” He purred. Cross inhaled sharply and leaned down, forcibly pressing their teeth together. Nightmare was momentarily shocked.
He paused, his arms up. He finally slipped them up around Cross’ neck, pressing back against him. He moaned shakily. If this was how Cross would react to provocation, he couldn’t wait for their future arrangements.
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Drink, With a Catch, Because I Wanted to Write this Idea
Update: This Turned Out a Lot more Fucked Up than I first Imagined
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(NSFW, Manipulation, Drugging, NONCON, NONCON, NONCON)
Dream stared at the empty vial that Ink had set on the desk separating them. “I-I’m... I’m not sure I understand...” The prince set down his pen, raising a brow at the artist. Ink sighed. He picked up the vial, holding it between his fingers. “There... there was no yellow?”
“There was no yellow.” Ink confirmed with a quiet nod. “Every other damn color was there when I went to refill. But not yellow. Yellow is my happiness vial. And it’s empty.” He laid it out clearly for Dream. Dream was taken back and he looked down.
“I’m sorry, but I... I don’t understand why you would come to me...? I can’t get the... Creators... to give you a shade of paint. And I don’t have any...” Dream paused as Ink shook his head.
“Listen, Dream. You’re my best friend, right?” Dream blinked before nodding and telling him that he was. “And friends help each other so they don’t become emotionless husks, right?” Dream paused before furrowing his brow and nodding. “Well, I’ve found a way to replace my paint, but I’m going to need your help and I’m gonna need you to trust me.” Trust him? Dream faltered again.
He was Ink’s best friend. But Ink was... problematic... to say the least. There was something about a monster without a soul asking Dream to trust him that rubbed him the wrong way. He looked away before sighing. “Okay... how can I help?” He asked, turning back to face him. Ink stared evenly at him and spoke.
“I need to use your soul.” Dream choked for a moment and shook his head. He began to sputter and Ink cut him off. “Dream. If I don’t have that color, I don’t have a full set of emotions and I’m GOING to become unstable.” He rolled his eyes. “My intent is not to kill you. It’s really not that big a deal.” Dream stared at him. Except it kinda was.
To trust someone with your soul was quite a big deal and Dream figured that because Ink didn’t have one, he didn’t understand that. He gulped and opened his mouth to speak before Ink met his gaze. “You’re really not going to help me?” Ink sounded disappointed and taken back. His voice had become an emotionless, monotone drawl. Dream faltered. “You say you’re my best friend, and you’re not even going to help me.”
“I want to, b-but giving you m-my soul is...” He trailed off, not sure how to put it without upsetting Ink, who stared at him.
“You don’t trust me. We’re supposedly best friends and you don’t trust me. Even though I trusted you with my secret about my paints.” Ink sounded betrayed and Dream panicked a little, not wanting Ink to be upset.
“I’ll do it!” Ink blinked at him. Dream sighed and looked away, rubbing his arm. “I’ll... give you my soul and you can do whatever you need to with it...” He felt awful. Ink seemed to notice and shook his head, turning away.
“I’m not going to make you do it.” Ink muttered. “I’m not that kind of monster.” He turned away and Dream stood up, using his magic to shut and lock the office door, startling Ink into looking back at him.
“No! I said I’m going to help! So let me help!!” Dream said firmly. Ink stared at him with an unreadable expression before sighing. He nodded and muttered fine. He moved back and went over to the couch. Dream summoned his golden apple soul and Ink called it over to him, holding it in his hands. “Do you want me over there?”
“No, you can keep working on paperwork.” Ink said dismissively, his fingers beginning to ghost over the surface. Dream blushed and nodded, picking up his pen. He was in the middle of signing something when Ink gave his soul a rough squeeze and he yelped, covering his mouth. He looked over at Ink, who just seemed focused on the task in hand.
He wet one of his fingers before beginning to push it inside the soul, causing Dream’s body to jerk and he slammed his foot into the desk, leaning over and laying his head against it. He trembled, his eyes wide. Was Ink even aware of what he was doing?? There was a burning heat along Dream’s bones. It only got worse as Ink wet another finger, adding it to the one already inside, stretching open Dream’s soul.
His body gave a violent shudder and his ecto was beginning to form as a way to relieve some of the heat. He gasped as his leggings began to tear, the fake, golden flesh poking through. He made his first actual noise, moaning as Ink pushed his tongue inside his soul. He began to circle his tongue around, making Dream twitch and his newly formed cunt throb. He continued to lean against the desk, trembling against his papers as he rubbed his legs together.
He heard a popping noise and looked up. His eyes widened and he cried out in shock as Ink began to push the open end of the vial into the opening in his soul. He cried out, shaking and Ink glanced at him. “I can’t afford to lose any of it.” He murmured. Dream twitched and his body was burning as he sat in his chair. He let out a weak, shuddering noise as Ink got up. His leggings had torn along his entrance and he shook, knowing his cunt was already slicking up.
Ink moved behind him and reached down, the soul floating next to him as he grabbed Dream’s hips and pulled him up so he was bent over the desk. His legs shook and he asked Ink weakly what he was doing. “I need to speed up the process, Dream. That way, it’s less awkward for the both of us.” Funny. Ink didn’t sound embarrassed at all. Dream, however, was a shaking, blushing mess, bent over his own desk in front of his best friend.
Ink lifted the back end of his coat and blinked. “Woah, your leggings are completely shredded. I can see everything...” He began to slip his fingers into the rips, making Dream’s breath catch in his throat as he whimpered. He was in his female form, his breasts pressed uncomfortably against the hard surface of the desk. Ink’s hands began to wander over to his folds and he tore what little fabric was hiding it, fully exposing Dream.
The guardian felt humiliated and shook under Ink’s touch, trying not to just burst into tears. He yelped, his legs slamming against the desk against as Ink’s finger suddenly pushed past his folds and straight into his entrance. “Maybe I should’ve stuck the vial in here...” He began to move his fingers around inside of Dream, making him jolt in shock. Ink paused. “Okay, it’s getting a little wet...”
Dream was on the verge of tears and he hiccuped. Ink sighed. “This is no good like this.” He felt Ink pull back, leaving him trembling and exposed. There was a pop and Ink inhaled quietly. Dream yelped as he was grabbed and turned, being laid back against the desk. He sputtered, staring up at Ink with wide, teary eyes.
He blinked as the other opened his jaws, revealing a glowing, bright pink liquid and leaned forward. He connected their mouths and Dream screwed his eyes shut, trying to pull away. Kissing?? He hadn’t been told about any of this!! Ink held him there, fingers pressed into his jaw. Dream opened his mouth to protest and yelped as he felt something be pushed into his mouth.
Ink’s tongue was accompanied by a strange sort of cream. It tasted like vanilla and strawberries. He didn’t want to swallow it, but he felt Ink’s fingers around his throat, pressing a spot that caused him to choke a little and the substance was pulled down his throat.
Ink sighed and leaned back, a bit of the glowing liquid dripping down his chin as he licked it up. His eyes were calm. Dream gulped, trembling against the desk. “Wh-what did you j-just give me?” He whispered. To his horror, Ink only responded with a soft grin as he tucked what was left of the bright pink vial back into his throat. He shuddered.
His body felt strange and he shivered, suddenly curling in. He felt restless. He squirmed, his bones growing hot. “Oh...” He groaned, his face heating up. Ink slowly turned him back on his stomach against the desk. He spread Dream’s legs a little and began to explore inside of him again, making him shake as pleasure burned through him.
His thighs twitched and he found himself pushing his hips back against Ink, wanting more. “Ink! Ink, please...!” He was so hot and he tried to cling to the desk, tearing some of his papers. He hiccuped as Ink’s exploring got deeper and deeper. Ink’s fingers stopped and Dream whined as he pulled them out. His cunt kept squeezing down on nothing and he’d never been more aware of the intrusion in his soul.
Something thick and hard rubbed against his folds from behind after a brief period of shuffling. Dream froze up, his eyes wide as tears ran down his face. “W-Wait... wait, Ink- INK!!” He shrieked as he felt Ink enter him, slamming him back down against the desk. It hurt. He began to cry weakly. Ink paused, gripping his hips. He seemed taken back.
“Are you...?” He snorted and rolled his eyes. “Well, WERE you a virgin, Dream?” Dream began to cry louder and Ink sighed. He waited for a moment before slowly beginning to thrust. Dream gasped and moaned, holding onto his desk as his body was rocked. The pain was fading and burning pleasure was starting to replace it as Dream tried to open his legs wider.
He screamed out as Ink slipped in deeper and his hands curled into fists. His soul was pounding and dripping. He could see the vial beginning to fill. He was growing close and Ink continued to pound into him even harder, causing the desk to scoot across the floor. Dream tightened hard as he wailed Ink’s name. He came with a jolt, his cum spattering the desk as the vial was seen filling up with golden liquid.
Ink didn’t stop and Dream cried out, his face completely tearstained as he felt Ink release inside of him. He groaned, feeling it in his belly. There was a lot. He felt Ink pull out, leaving his cunt throbbing and burning as cum trickled out and began to spill down his legs. Ink hummed, dissipating his ecto as he reached up and began to pull the vial out of Dream’s soul, causing him to tearfully moan again.
It left him with a wet pop and his body twitched. His soul was shaking as it returned to him. Ink closed the vial and grinned at Dream, who was still bent over the desk, trembling. “I don’t think I have enough words to thank you! You really are the best, Dream!” He knelt down and forced Dream to look at him. “I hope I can rely on you if this happens again?” He sounded hopeful but there was something far more sinister in his tone and Dream shook.
Tears welled in his eyes again as he nodded and Ink smiled. “Thank you so much!!” He giggled. He gently pat Dream’s cheek and stood up, turning away before opening a portal with his paintbrush. “See you later!” He disappeared through it and it closed, leaving Dream wrecked and alone. He began to cry softly.
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Ink and Error are basically like Goku and Vegeta from Dragon Ball Z Abridged and you can not change my mind on that
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The DBZA series playlist
The DBZA movies playlist
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Ink created by comyet
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Its been awhile since we received a life update from you, are you okay? I know jobs and finances can be stressful, but I just want to remind you that you're awesome and everything is going to work out. ❤
Aww thank you for the concern. ♥
Updates are I am currently unemployed due to covid-19. Silver lining is I was able to work enough before getting layed off to pay off all our debts. We are currently in a stable position even without my income. Unemployment will help that too.
Overall I’m doing great. Taking the extra free time to work on me and my health. As well as getting back into my hobbies like writing and drawing, on top of new hobbies like gardening. I also recently ordered a new laptop so I can draw and write in other rooms while others use the office for work.
I know things are kind of a shit show right now for everyone, but they are looking up for me.
Thanks for checking in on me ^-^ Sorry if this was hella late response. I rarely come on Tumblr anymore after they killed all NSFW stuff. If you ever want to reach me, you can find me on twitter. Same name c:
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I am a(n):
⚪ Male
⚪ Female
🔘 Writer
Looking for
⚪ Boyfriend
⚪ Girlfriend
🔘 An incredibly specific word that I can't remember
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This is the best explanation I could come up with for why it takes me so long to do updates sometimes when, at other times, I’m typing them up like clockwork.
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where are those startups that are disrupting the glasses industry
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Oh my goodness this is absolutely gorgeous!!! O.O♥
You did such an amazing job on this. There’s detail in every building!
Thank you for sharing your beautiful art ♥ It’s incredible! ^-^
Oh jak to kocham! This is fanart for a certain someone’s UnderTale fanfic. Talking about you @sinnyskelle , you and your beautiful words.
To Love Again: https://sinnyskelle.tumblr.com/To%20Love%20Again
And they have the same username for AO3 so you can find it there too.
There’s a scene in Chapter 8, where Red wakes up and is just standing in front of a beautiful cityscape in an upscale condo and I’ve always wanted to draw it, but the task of draw the city was so very daunting. I do hope you guys really like it because I worked really hard on it.
Please enjoy!
June 1, 2019
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Life Update
I wanted to post a little update here because I’ve been getting a lot of repeating asks about fics and when they’ll be updated, or if I’ve abandoned any of them.
Short answer is: No I haven’t abandoned any fics, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to get updates out.
I recently got a job and the work is great, it’s just got really demanding hours. It’s one of those jobs that end up following you home after hours leaving absolutely no time for me to write, or game, or hell even decompress most days.
I know this job isn’t good for work/home life stability, but until my finances are in order, I’m not leaving it.
I try to work on writing on the weekends but it’s been slow progress.
I’m sorry for the wait. I feel the muse, I want to put chapters out, it’s just finding the time to write that’s holding me back. I appreciate those of you who gave me encouraging words telling me to take my time. You’re the best ♥
Thank you everyone for your patience! ^-^
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