the landlady(okami san)

trusting-my-insanity  asked:

Will we ever get a short story in SSLL about detailed events that unraveled when the reader was drunk(from one of the skeletons point of view)?

It’s in the third bar he searches that Red finds you.

You’re sitting at the bar, your phone in one hand, talking to someone.  Immediately, his expression darkens; he doesn’t like the look on your face–scrunched up, angry but holding back tears.  He comes up to you, but he can’t hear what you’re saying; the music is too loud.  

“sweetheart?” he prompts, touching your back.  You jerk, but spin around on the barstool with a bright smile, steadying yourself with a hand to his chest.  

“Red!  Red, you’re here!”  You’re grinning deliriously, your eyes appearing glazed.  Without even hanging up the phone you tap Red on the sternum with the edge of it, and he reaches up to easily slide it out of your grip.  "H-how’d you find me?“

“there aren’t that many bars near your house, darlin’,” he says, speaking louder than usual in an effort to be heard over the music.  He can hear something coming from the phone, so he raises it to hold it to the side of his skull.

“You slut!  How dare you think that you can just go off and drink with those monsters behind my back!  You’d better get home right now, or we’re done!”

“you’re a real charmer, ain’t ya?” Red growls into the phone, and your boyfriend stammers in surprise.  

“Y-you again?!  I don’t want you or your undead family around her!  Which bar are you at?  I’m going to bring her home myself.”

“ya'see, that’s where you’re wrong.  i may be a skeleton, but.. i know i have more guts than a coward like you.”

The song changes in the middle of his conversation, and you lurch up from the barstool, gripping Red’s arm.  "Red, Reeeddd, I wanna danceee!“ you whine, and Red cuts off the call in the middle of your boyfriend yelling empty threats.  He pockets your phone and grips your forearms.  You’re unsteady on your feet, and obviously quite drunk if you didn’t notice him talking to your boyfriend on the phone.  

"sweetheart, maybe ya should get some water instead.”

“Don’t be a buzz kill, Red!  I thought you were a fun guy.”  You grin, tugging on his arm and leading him toward the dance floor.  There’s a giggle in your voice that isn’t usually present.

Red smirks.  "‘course i’m fun.  'lright, lemme text stretch.“  He pulls out his own phone while he lets you tug him further into the writhing, drunken bodies, and sends a text with the bar’s name to Stretch.  Then, he turns his attention to you as you start dancing.  You’re completely off-beat and your moves mostly involve swaying and flailing your arms above your head, and every now and then, you take a step that almost has you toppling backward.  Red ends up putting his hands lightly on your waist, trying to keep you steady.  He’s enough of a decent person not to take advantage–whoops, scratch that, it lasted all of two seconds before he "accidentally” grips your ass.  

His crimson eyelights are locked on your eyes, which seem glazed over.  You stumble and clutch the front of his fur-lined jacket.  “Ohhh, it’s sooo soft,” you murmur, the words slurring together as you lean forward and rub your face against the fur.  

“sweetheart,” he says, and there’s a plea in his voice.  He knows he should tell you to stop it, but he can’t bring himself to utter the words.  Instead, he just holds you steady, until someone else suddenly pops up beside you both.

“the hell are you doing, red?”  Stretch is glowering in disapproval–you’re still rubbing your cheek against the fur and smiling deliriously–and Red shakes his head.  

“hey, don’t look at me.  i ain’t makin’ her do any of this,” Red insists, and you lift your head to look over at the orange blur.  

“Heeeyy, it’s Stretch!”  With one hand still on Red’s jacket, you reach out and touch Stretch’s hoodie.  “Your hoodie isn’t as soft, but it’s still nice.”

“wow, you’re drunk.”

“told ya,” Red mutters.

“Mmm, Stretch..!  Thank you for bringin’ me food!  Even though.. even though…”  You trail off, your gaze beginning to water.  Your vision blurs even more, and you reach over to grab onto Stretch’s hoodie with both hands.  He grasps your elbows in surprise to steady you, while Red keeps a hand on your back.  

“Even though.. I got su-suspended from work today, and my parents won’t..won’t stay outta my life, and.. that asshole won’t just leave me alone.”

Oh great.  The floodgates have opened, and you start crying.  Even though you’re drunk, you still feel a flush of mortification, and you bury your face in Stretch’s chest to hide it, weeping onto his hoodie.  Stretch and Red both exchange a glance, before Stretch leads you off the dance floor, to a more secluded portion of the bar.  Two monsters being seen with a crying, drunk girl probably isn’t in their best interest.  

“slow down, honey.  what happened?”

“explains why she’s wasted,” Red mutters, and you feel his hand rubbing your back again while Stretch keeps holding you up.  Your arms go around his waist–you really just need a hug right now; you need someone to tell you that everything will be all right despite the fact that your world is crashing around you.

“It’s stupid, it’s nothing, but it’s.. it’s so hard.  I don’t know how much longer I can deal.  I.. I’ve been sleeping in the guestroom, and everything I do is the wrong thing, even.. even though, hanging out with y-you guys… it’s the happiest I’ve been in so long..”  You’re sobbing now, your entire body shaking.  “So, please… please don’t leave.. please?  I k-know I’m a mess right now, and I’m sorry.  I’ll.. I’ll be stronger tomorrow, oka-ay?  Just.. don’t leave.”  Your voice is wavering, and you can’t help pleading your insecurities; the filter between your brain and mouth has been obliterated by some good ol’ Jameson.

“no one’s goin’ anywhere, sweetheart,” Red’s mouth is close to your ear, his breath stirring your hair.  “so don’t ya worry about that, ok?”

“yeah, it’s going to be all right,” Stretch murmurs, his arms moving to encircle you, which makes you relax.  You really needed that hug.  You hear them mumble something, and you catch Sans’s name, but you’re too busy crying to really process the information.  

“where’s the boyfriend?” Stretch asks Red.


“We got in a… a fight.  Well, we’ve been in a fight ever since I came back.. We’re always fightin’… He doesn’t like..” You trail off; you don’t want to admit that they’re the cause of the fight, even as wasted as you are. “He said he was g-going to a bar to score some numbers, so I.. I wanted to drink.  It’s been a lonnnngg week.”

“drinkin’ when you’re sad ain’t the way to go, sweetheart.”

“I just.. just wanted a vacation… I’m s-sorryy…”  You voice breaks again, and you feel the bar begin to spin.  You’re getting tired, and the lights are starting to blur together.  You push away from Stretch and attempt to sit on a barstool, but really, you just want to lie down.  Just as your knees start to buckle and your hand slips from the stool’s padding, you feel another set of arms take hold of you.  One arm goes around your shoulders, while the other hooks beneath your knees, and you’re hefted up bridal-style against someone’s chest.

They’re surprisingly strong, and you allow your heavy head to loll against their shoulder.  You feel a warm breath at your ear, this one smelling strongly of ketchup–which makes your weakened stomach churn.  

“let’s go home, kiddo,” Sans murmurs, having arrived on the scene after receiving a text from Stretch with the address.  

You grip onto his jacket like a lifeline, and the desperate syllable cracks on its way out, “Please.”

When he carries you outside, you’re already out of it, but Edge is standing there beside his sleek convertible.  His arms are crossed, and he’s wearing a deep scowl.  Despite his irritation, worry enters his gaze when it lands on your form cradled in Sans’s arms.  “WELL?  WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO HER?”

“rough week.  suspended from work, problems with the parents, and it sounds like the douchebag boyfriend is making her life hell.”


Edge’s jaw is agape, and Red shrugs, sliding in the passenger seat as Sans climbs into the back with you and Stretch.  “c’mon boss.  i’ll fill ya in one the way home.”  

Reblog/like if you post or like any of the following anime. Looking for some blogs to follow.

Attack on titan

B Gata H Kei


Blue exorcist

Deadman Wonderland




Fullmetal alchemist

Heaven’s lost property





Okami-san and her seven companions

Ouran host club

One punch man

Rosario + vampire

Soul eater    

Soul eater not!

Sword art online

Sailor moon

Tokyo ghoul

The devil is a part timer

Vampire knight

Yo-kai watch


Even more skeletons! All of the skeletons! Plus one Frisk lol. Most of these ended up being styled after video games, and three of them were requests.

Afterswap - Transistor - I believe Afterswap started with this post, and its origin is @loverofpiggies Aftertale. A request by @risuq-theqissilent

UT Skelebros and Frisk - Secret of Kells - Also a request by @risuq-theqissilent

Underfell - Okami - Request by @vidoxi

Underswap - Katamari

Handplates AU - Don’t Starve - This AU is by Zarla (I can’t seem to actually tag the blog with the @ sign? >< )

The first 6 here.

Error!Sans and Geno!Sans here.

I also have a version of Afterswap Paps without the glitch over his eye if anyone is interested in seeing his melty face in all its glory.


Part 7

Kaname x Sayu - Nagi no Asukara

Raku x Chitoge - Nisekoi

Yato x Hiyori - Noragami

Ryoshi x Ryoko - Okamisan and her Seven Companions

Kuranosuke x Tsukimi - Princess Jellyfish

Ikki x Stella - Rakudai Kishi no Cavalry

Ranma x Akane - Ranma 1/2 

freaky-zombie-chick  asked:

(1) Hey I just wanted to say that I’ve been a silent reader of yours and really enjoy your works for a while now. I was such a quiet reader I didn’t even really realize you had a Tumblr till recently, lol. But on a side note, I really like how your writing follows like a smooth river and how you write each of the Sans’ and Papyrus’ with a distant personality that it’s easy to tell them apart. So keep up the good work.

Aww, thank you so much!  I’m so glad that you’ve been enjoying what I write, and I hope the extras/imagines on my tumblr are just as fun to read. ^^

It’s probably no secret that Red is my favorite, too, haha.  I love them all, but I’m just such a sucker for his flirtatious personality.  

Oh man, I love this question.  Yes, his collar definitely comes with a leash.  x]  It’s one of those things where if the Lady were to clip it to his collar, he’d probably follow her around, drooling.  But that’s it.  The leash itself is really just like the collar–a memento from the Underground that he hasn’t realized he can throw out yet.

As for dog tags… holy crap, him wearing a little bone dog tag with his name on it or “If lost return to Y/N” is brilliant.  While he doesn’t have a dog tag yet… there might very well be one in his future.  ;)

Another video game wallpaper! This time, the PlayStation 2 (one of my favorite consoles!)

This was also lots of fun, and I know I left out a bunch of other great games, maybe volume 2 soon?

Be sure to credit me if you plan on using this image please!


dunk me in the trash because im a sINNER

I have this head canon that Grillby DOES have a visible mouth at times, but it’s very monster like with little toothies that are like fire tendrils, and the inside of his mouth is like lava. He finds it unsightly, and that’s why he hardly talks at all/barely above a whisper, or tries to cover his mouth with his hand when he laughes.

He probably wouldn’t be laughing at Sans’s terrible pun, but I just wanted to have his laugh hysterically at something Sans said, and couldn’t cover his mouth because something was in his hands. Sans sees his mouth for the first time and thinks it’s just the bEST SHIT, and Grillby gets really embarrassed after while Sans reassures him but also in his mind is thinking about much he’s into the flaming bartender.

have you ever found a charecter that has hair covering thier eyes and isnt adorable 



at these



how could

anyone possibly



them all

This is the design for my new iPhone case! Took me forever to decide on the look. Can’t wait for it to arrive in the mail~
It’s one of a kind though, I’m not sharing my blood, sweat and tears. ;@A@;

It’s a tribute to a bunch of my favourite video game characters. (But only as many as I could be bothered to draw)


Second Pajamatsu!
If you hear squealing, it’s definitely not me.

His tail is distracting me, look at it!
This is too sweet, another favourite form. I think we can agree that Kara is the strongest Matsu in this game. He doesn’t even need to hit anybody, he just blinks in their general direction with those eyes of his and errybody ded xD
What a beautiful way to go lmao

Absolutely loving this set, it’s such an enjoyment to battle with x

In Need of New Blogs!!!

Hey everyone! I’m in desperate need of new anime on my dash, so if you post mostly or exclusively one or more of the following: please reblog or like this. And, I’ll be sure to check you out :) Thanks!!

-Ouran High School Host Club
-Attack on Titan
-Fairy Tail
-Bobobo-bo bo-bobo
-Sword Art Online
-Samurai Champloo
-Okami-San and Her Seven Companions
-Studio Ghibli
-Princess Jellyfish
-Soul Eater
-Princess Jellyfish
-Avatar the Last Airbender
-The Legend of Korra

-Dragon Ball Z/Gt -Pokemon