SHATTERED ACROSS TIME & SPACE

//Sorry again for no activity. Seasonal (?) depression is royally kicking my arse right now, as well as it's a busier time of year. Hopefully in January things will ease up...

//Been searching for a job and getting settled in irl ahhhh

totes wanna do stuff here, just busy atm!

//New job is taking a lot of energy out of me, but please have some sketches and tidbits of info/thoughts on the bois set back when they were in the Monster/Human War!

#1  Tatters = puppy in Web’s brain.  Gotta keep the smol safe and if that requires picking him up to move him, he will.

#2  Skeleton constructs were originally created to just go until they couldn’t anymore, but turns out monster food (magic) can replenish their energy.  So Web is making a Stinky Face(tm) because eating food??  That's weird yo. But Tats loves trying all the things, even if it’s just a dry bar of rations!  He even cried a little the first time he tried something because it was a whole new sensation that was surprisingly pleasant?  And that’s not a common thing in the war.  I wanted to add to this with a sketch of Web offering bone instead because that's how he heals/regains mass, buuuut that's a warhound thing so it doesn't fly with Tatters.  He shall remain forever smol to Web's disappointment.

#3  During this time, Web is very aggressive and mostly feral, but he will not purposefully hurt Tatters, even if he puts himself in harms way.  Tatters knows this, but it’s still terrifying to try keeping an angry warhound from ripping some new ones.  Also, the armor is a tiny incentive to keep Web in his smaller form, but there were a few times when he popped out of it anyway.  There’s a whole thing behind the armor I might sketch out stuff later for that too.

Hiya!

Interested in the misadventures of a dork of a Gaster and his cantankerous doggo brother?  Please take a gander!  It’s an easy-going ask/rp blog that’s OC/Canon/Duplicate/Crossover friendly.

Maybe tackling a goop/skeleton monster isn’t a good idea...

(You also may have accidentally taken part of his spine and whatever was left of his pelvis.)

@void-bound-souls

Cue 300 of bat-ass tackling his skeleton husband

bcrnt-petcls​:

“ I͞'̀m al҉wáy̶s҉ ͘wh̶erę ̀I̸'̷m ͜m͘eant́ ̡t̛o͝ ͟b̴e͠.” 

With little hesitation, Mara draws out her blade, the immediate area surging with light and heat, an attempt to stun her pursuer. However, it clearly seems undeterred, even as… corrupted as it seems. Her Dao blade, curved and glowing with a white flame, arcs gracefully through the voidspace, leaving behind a trail of plasma that lingers long after. The elemental grimaces, reading her stance, eyeing the monster warily. Were they a flower once? A snake? Either way, she just wants to move on, and hopefully avoid a conflict. 

“ Fo͢r no͡w,͡ I͘'m̶ pa͟ss̴ing ͜th̴ŕo͜ug̕h.͟ W̵h҉y ̡d͏oņ'́t͟ y̡ou͞-͏ HRR̵K̨-”

Her words cut off as the monster lunges, and she swings her sabre with a forceful huff, only to miss. Growling, she tries to leap back, only for one foot to be ensnared after the other, knocking her off balance. Fear surges in her throat, clamping it down as she tumbles back with a loud, crackling yelp. 

Wordless disgust lingers in the back of her mind, a war veteran, a murderer of hundreds, reduced to this.

Slashing once more, she cuts off the vines, scrambling to her feet and panting heavily. 

“ L͜e͠á́͜v̨e͜҉̶ ̨͞m͏̛e͡ ͟B͜͝͝E.̨”

Oh, the light was sharp in more than just a visual way.

A small cackle of glee escaped the creature when the first swing missed, however it shifted into a hiss when the second made contact.  The severed vines flailed wildly until they lost their shape and melded back into the void.  It stung, it stung.

The vines withdrew, only to reform and lash out again tenfold in an downward sweep from above.  The light proved to be a dangerous intruder, yes, it needed to be snuffed out.

Shudders and trembles not noticeable to the other in the void indicated to it that there were two other presences, both closing in at different speeds.  Might be good, might be bad, but it had time.

“Mother says don’t be long, she’s making dinner~” the soft voice chirped again, the glowing orbs within the crooked beak forming crescents in delight.

Which Undertale song are you?

Tatters:

memory

if you were a movie, you’d be a romcom that starts with two people bumping into each other in a bookstore. i don’t know why or how, but. you would

Webdings

an ending

it’s not what you expected. not what you wanted. you tried your best, you reached a goal, but are you really satisfied? are you really happy? (or maybe youre just as upset with the idea of undying dying as i am)

Tagged by: @bcrnt-petcls

Tagging: Anyone who would like to do it!

//Apologies for the lack of activity, this month has been quite busy. @.@"

I forgot to post here that I participated in an Echo Gaster tribute a group made!  :>  It premieres in like 5 hours!

I can’t seem to imbed the video and I have to run to work, but here’s a link:  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iruWvaW-73g&ab_channel=NatsuneNuko

if you're transgender you have to live.