Felt Like Drawing Sans Outside Of Curly's Pod At The End Of Mouthwashing Like "hey There Pal", But It

lb doodles because i wanted to

reflection of no weakness

been wanting to draw infinite lately a shit ton he's so cool

heya

not my “big project” i mentioned in my last post, just saw dr megalo and wanted to draw my take on sans confronting alphys

OFF SCRIPT

is it embarrassing or concerning to admit walt has become a father figure

dont ask jackpot what happened when he let gaster in

jackpot is by @the-selfinsert and @written-in-the-stars135

droplets

lightly acidic water

drooping off a roof tile

where will it go?

why is it so slow?

lightly acidic water

sliding down the pavement

irritation creeps through me

why am i the only one to see?

lightly acidic water

paints blues around my umbrella

i look and see yellow

maybe it’s just me

do i like to mope around?

maybe not, but it helps

or maybe i’m just skeptic

rain can only do so much, right?

lightly acidic water

drooping off my cheeks

i always saw yellow

now i see blue

lightly acidic water

sliding down my shirt

or maybe it’s staining

it’s not so slow anymore

lightly acidic water

maybe it was never that acidic

maybe it was just me

pain comes in droplets, after all

Who will know?

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Darkness chants from above, heads of light come down upon me; bursting agony reigns in flesh- and I feel it.

A noose of survival hangs from sky, and so I follow.

"ROOAAR!"

boiling substance writhes beneath dorsals; waiting- watching them, and I feel sorry. So, so sorry.

My figure curves downward, thighs buckling as posture accommodates.

Ungodly light pulsates inward- it harnesses me. Energy swells along my spine.

Teeth clatter as one jaw splits into 2.

If i die

Phantom scorching rises up my throat as it travels, purple light turns to black-

In this world

I'm vomiting- gurgling up this substance that I dont know; I can't breathe, I can't move I can't I can't I can't-

Who will know

It billows out my mouth, vapor pouring from every tear it can possibly find.

Something of me

A hint of a spark claws at the back of my throat; the blackness flows more intensive now, covering everything below me. Good.

I am lost

I can't see?- Something just covered my eyes. Maybe it's the blackness?..no. It's too thick, even for that. Too..organic. too..moving.

No one knows

I hear a soft [click] in my jaw.

There's no trace

Unyielding heat escapes me, flesh rendered dead as pure pain guzzles out my jaw like air.

Of my yearning

Grey is replaced by yellow- then orange, then nothing. Gone, reduced to marks below.

If I die

Heat softens into a line-

But I must

Hallowed light beams from my already healed jaw.

In this world

My head tides upward, the sky is almost comfort in face of..me.

Carry on

The purple streak glides across black with my vision, before it hurdles the tiniest flash of orange.

Who will know

My neck wrings down once again, jaw closing in what feels like relief.

Nothing worse

A leg stomps into the ground, as the very tremor of my back turns to light- just like my mouth.

Something of me

Utter shame echoes from my hind, stray lines connecting with something up there.

Can befall

It stops. And maybe I think it's over. But it never is.

I am lost

My maw opens again- renewed vigor in it's cause. Why?

All my tears

The small ones structures tumble and collapse infront of me, cracks of orange appearing across them as my light crosses their path.

No one knows

My head lulls upward, and my light slides across the air.

All my fears

The small ones many structures go before me, even far out of my sight.

There's no trace

The strength of heat fills my vision once more, as all of their creations bleed orange. Because of me.

Tell my heart

My light is gone- replaced by the searing heat again. My throat aches, but not as bad as before.

Of my yearning

Destruction stops, as my mouth fills with air. Finality is what I could call this. Or maybe self-pity.

there's a hole

I walk from my own mistakes. Everything feels so..tiring now. So..so tiring..

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Finally finished this. I know this is poorly written, I know its way too long after I published the poll, and I know its dissapointingly short. Sorry, ig. Be excited for md x mg part..4 or something? forgot, anyway yeah be excited for that I suppose (idk don't get ur hopes that high up)

your time is limited

The multiverse thinks fanon versions are canon. So they're in for a huge surprise when Killer isn't a hyperactive dumbass and Horror isn't a giant, mellow bear.

winner gets either sketches or a piece depending on how much the voting favours them