Trip Commissions

Hey guys, it’s been awhile. So, the reason that I stopped posting on this tumblr is because writing fanfiction was kind of subtracting from my creative energy and I kinda wanted to focus on writing my own stuff. I still don’t plan on going back to updating this blog regularly for that reason. Actually, the reason I’m writing this is because I got accepted into a study abroad program to Japan for the summer! :D 

I’m super excited about it, but here’s the thing: I really need funds. I’ve gotten a part-time job but it pays minimum wage and the hours are scarce, and I don’t know if I’ll make enough to reach my goal, which is $800(for food, and emergencies pretty much). So, I thought I’d open commissions back up on this blog. If you wanna see prices for commissions just go to my Commissions page and if you want to see examples of some of the commissions I’ve done, just go to my Commissions Masterlist.

I really appreciate all of the support I’ve gotten up to this point on this blog and it would really help me out if you could help me fill the gap from my job.

Thanks!

DM me for info.

Announcement

Alright so here’s the deal guys: I’m gonna be taking a break from this blog for awhile. I’m not going anywhere, I’m not deleting it. It’s just that the once-in-a-blue-moon updates you guys have been getting, are gonna stop for the time being. The reason being that this blog has started to become really draining for me to maintain, and I want more time to focus more on my original writing. So, instead of even attempting to update regularly when it’s just going to drain me and stress me out, I’m probably just gonna post something whenever the mood to write Undertale or tera fic strikes. 

I’m still taking commissions, for those who are interested. And soon I’ll be offering editing services, which I will make an official post about tomorrow. 

Thanks for all the support up to this point you guys. It meant a lot to me.

Queen

Punishment (MF!Sans/OC) Warning: NSFW

Giveaway ficlet for @thefunsizedninja and @disasterbisexual 

Enjoy!

Dizzy strained against the ropes holding them down, though they knew there wasn’t any point. Ace was an expert at tying people up, whether it was for business or for pleasure. They weren’t going anywhere unless he wanted them to.

“Y’alright there Tomata?” Dizzy could feel their cheeks heat up at the sound of the pet name, uttered by the skeleton standing at the foot of the bed. He had taken his suit jacket off and his sleeves were rolled up, but otherwise looked perfectly put together, right down to the broad-rimmed hat with the red band. He looked like he was simply deep into his work. The thought made Dizzy shiver. Ace caught the subtle movement, as he had been carefully surveying every single inch of Dizzy’s person. They were still fully clothed, but even so, the sight of them spread out and and helpless before him was… enticing. So much so, in fact, that he missed Dizzy’s response to his question. “I’m sorry Doll, I’m afraid I got caught up in the moment. What was that?”

Dizzy gave him an unimpressed look, which made Ace grin. They were always a bit of a brat in bed, which might’ve pissed off anyone else who shared his proclivities, but for him it was no hardship. It just meant he got to spend more time disciplining his pet, one of his favorite pastimes. “I said are you just gonna stand there and stare, or are you actually gonna do something with me?”

Ace hummed. “Even when I’ve got you pinned, you’ve still got a smart mouth on ya, Tomata.”

“I know you love it.” Dizzy said, looking smug.

“Yeah, I do.” Ace replied with a smirk. Then all of a sudden, he was crouched over Dizzy with a hand on their throat, growling into their ear. “But not in front of the others.” Slowly, lazily, he began to pet Dizzy’s throat. “You see, I got a reputation to uphold Darlin’. And if I can’t even control you, then how’s that gonna make me look huh?” Ace went on before Dizzy could open their mouth to answer. “So I thought about how to punish you. At first I thought I’d gag you while I fucked you, or maybe fuck your mouth. Either way it’d get you to shut up.” Dizzy choked back a whimper as Ace’s grasp moved down from their throat, to their breasts, in between their thighs. “But that’d just be giving you what you want wouldn’t it? Then it’s not exactly a punishment is it?” Dizzy opened their mouth to ask if all these questions were rhetorical, when Ace pressed down on their clitoris, causing them to squeak. “So I got another idea.” He said with a grin that was very, very evil.

Ace got up, walked over to the dresser and came back with an item that Dizzy couldn’t see, but could feel as it was placed onto their clitoris. Then a small ‘click’ and they began to feel a buzzing sensation that made them moan. After a few minutes it became evident however, that while the buzzing sensation was pleasant and got them worked up, it wasn’t nearly enough to send them over the edge. Ace smirked as he rolled down his sleeves and put his jacket back on, already being able to see the look of frustration on Dizzy’s face. “I’ve got some business to attend to Tomata.” He said. “Have fun with that while I’m gone.” And with a departing chuckle, Ace teleported out of the room, leaving Dizzy seriously reconsidering mouthing off while Ace was at work ever again.

The End

Mutt and Red/Reader

Giveaway fic for @dymosara

Dymo was starting to get tired of this shit; like, really tired of this shit. “Fuck off Mutt.” Red growled. “I was here first.”

Mutt didn’t say a word, but he didn’t budge from where he was standing either. The three of them were currently in a coffee shop. Dymosara’s favorite coffee shop to be exact, but from the way things were going it looked like she was just one violent use of magic shy of getting kicked out. She had invited the objects of her desire, Mutt and Red, to have a coffee date with her. However, Red and Mutt had this idea in their skulls that they were competing for Dymo’s affections and therefore couldn’t stand each other’s presence. Dymo knew that if she had told them the other skeleton was coming, there was a good chance that neither of them would have showed. So she didn’t. She was now beginning to realize that she may have made a slight miscalculation in judgement. Though the two of them had barely exchanged a sentence, there was a dark aura crackling around them that indicated that shit was about to go down. Even the humans, with their limited knowledge of magic, could tell something was up. There were already nervous glances being thrown at the two monsters while they whispered to their friends. The bravest of the humans had their phones out in case anything video-worthy happened in the next few seconds.

Dymo glanced anxiously at the baristas frowning in concern behind the counter. If she didn’t put a pin in this soon, the employees wouldn’t take their chances. They’d have their manager politely asking all three of them to get the fuck out sooner rather than later. With that in mind, Dymo quickly attempted to dissolve the situation. “Red come on, relax. I asked Mutt to come too.”

“What?” Red asked, his attention momentarily diverted towards Dymo. “Why? Why does he always have to come everywhere with us? In fact,” Red said, eyelights snapping back towards Mutt. “I gotta know sweetheart, what does this lapdog,” Red sneered. “Have that I don’t?”

Before she could answer, Mutt spoke for the first time since arriving. “Oh gee, I don’t know,” He drawled. “Some fucking manners?”

“Oh yeah, cause there’s nothing chicks dig more than manners ain’t that right Dymo?”

“Stop it!” Dymo yelled. An uncomfortable silence filled the shop as the skeletons stared at her. A blush started to creep up her cheeks when she noticed an official-looking woman making a beeline towards them. Lowering her voice, she said “Let’s talk about this outside ok?” Red and Mutt caught sight of the woman too, and begrudgingly agreed.

They quickly left the store, Dymo flashing an apologetic smile at the woman, as the boys shuffled behind her. Once they were outside, Dymo turned, taking a deep breath and pinning both of the boys with a glare. “Look,” She said. “I am tired of you two being at each other’s throats all the time.”

Before she could continue, Red interrupted “Well, I wouldn’t be if he would just fuck off for once!”

“I shouldn’t have to fuck off.” Mutt spat. “Dymo invited me!”

Just as Red was about to retort Dymo said “Yes, exactly. I invited you both because I like both of you!” That stopped them in their tracks. Dymo could feel their gazes on her, waiting for an explanation. “I like both of you ok? And I wanted to tell you, but you guys have gotten it in your thick skulls that your competing for me, so you never listen!”

There was a single beat of silence. Two. Then, “Oh.” Mutt said.

“Well shit Dy.” Red said rubbing the back of his skull. “Ya should have said somethin’.”

Mutt hummed in agreement, nodding. “Yeah, I mean, before I thought you might pick Red over me, I honestly didn’t mind him all that much.”

“Same here.” Red said, nodding. “There was no way I was gonna give up on ya without a fight though.”

“But if it’s both of us that you want…” Mutt said a smirk forming on his face.

“Then that’s something I think we can work with.” Red finished, his grin growing feral. Dymo gulped as the two skeletons began to approach her, the glow of their magic aura changing from violent to something more… warm. Inviting. “Say Mutt.” Red said, his tone sounding conversational except for the husky edge.

“Mhmm?” Mutt replied.

“It must have been real frustratin’ for Dymo to have to deal with us knuckleheads this whole time huh?”

“Yep.” Mutt drawled.

“So, I guess the best thing ta do would be to try and make it up to her don’t ya think?”

“You read my mind.”

Before Dymo could really process what was going on, suddenly she was in two sets of arms being teleported to her apartment. As the fuzz that the teleportation process brought on slowly left, leaving her vision more clear, she could make out the boys staring at her with twin looks of hunger. “So how about it doll?” Red said, porting into her personal space, backing her up into Mutt who was all of a sudden behind her(damn magic skeletons and their teleporting). “Will you let us make it up to ya?” Red purred.

Dymo gulped. Well, better late than never, she supposed. “Ok.” Without further ado, Red pulled her in by the neck, taking her lips in a heated kiss while Mutt rubbed slow circles into Dymo’s hips. While he was left out for the time being, he seemed to be enjoying himself as well, if the growing heat at Dymo’s back was any indication.

Soon enough though, it became apparent that the soothing gesture was just a tactic to lure her into a false sense of security, while his hand slowly crawled away from her hips and down to the hem of her pants. Dymo broke the kiss in a gasp as Mutt’s hand swiftly plunged down the front of her pants to cup her through her panties. “Hey hey.” Red said in an annoyed tone, though his borderline-evil smirk betrayed how much he was actually enjoying this. “Slow down there pal. Or else you’ll leave me out of the fun.” Red punctuated that last word with a bite to Dymo’s neck. Not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to make a shudder rack through her body.

“Well we can’t both fuck her.” Mutt said while slowly stroking Dymo through her panties. “Not right away anyway.”

“We can’t both fuck her pussy.”

“... Oh. Yeah. That’ll work.”

“Fuck yeah it’ll work.” Red replied before his gaze fell back on Dymo. “That is, so long as it works for you, Sweetcheeks.”

Dymo grinned. “It’ll work.”

Before she knew it, Dymo was naked in bed on her hands and knees, staring down the barrel of Red’s cock. “Go on sweetheart.” Red cajoled. “It won’t bite.” Slowly, Dymo opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around the head. As soon as it made contact with her tongue it sent a buzz through her that made her close her eyes and moan. One perk of magic- it apparently made giving blowjobs feel really good. By the time Mutt slipped a couple of his fingers into her entrance, slowly stretching her open, it almost wasn’t necessary- she was already dripping wet. So without further ado, he pulled his fingers out, gripped her hips, and slammed into her. What could only be described as a mewl was pulled out of Dymo’s throat at the feeling. Not only was she full to the brim, but Mutt’s dick also sent another steady hum of magic coursing through her. It was bliss.

Both Red and Mutt started out at a slow, almost leisurely pace. Red gently pet her hair while she suckled at his cock, and with each thrust Mutt pulled out until he left her with a slightly audible pop, and then slowly stroked back in. It was clear, they were trying to go easy on her, but really it felt more like teasing. Dymo pulled her head back so that Red’s dick slipped out of her mouth leaving her free to speak. “Could you please speed it up?!” They were taken aback by the urgency in her tone. Apparently they hadn’t been aware how frustrating their pace was for her. But, they were quick to comply with her demand. They picked up speed so fast it practically gave Dymo whiplash. Red grabbed her by the hair and yanked her mouth back on his dick, and started fucking her mouth, and Mutt started to piston in and out of her, one hand on her ass as it bounced with each thrust, the other groping her tit. That’s about when coherent thought left Dymo. The only words her brain could form were fuck and more. When Mutt licked a stripe up her back and bit the crook of her neck is when she came.

After that, the boys weren’t far behind. After watching her come, Red came down her throat with a few muttered curses. Mutt came on her back after a few more hard thrusts. Spent, they all collapsed into a sated heap on the bed. Dymo came to in a groggy haze with both of her boys clinging onto any part of her they could get. She smiled, exhausted. She didn’t know how this was going to work from here on out, but it didn’t really matter. They would make it work.

The End

Gift Fic For Cole

@some-crystal-stars

“Hey bud.” You looked up. There was Sans, a worried expression on his face. “You alright?” A lump rose in your throat, rendering you unable to answer him. You shoved your head in between your legs, hugging your knees to your chest that much tighter. You didn’t know what to say. So much had been going wrong lately that it was all so… overwhelming. After a pause while Sans waited to see if you would answer and you didn’t, he crouched down onto the floor next to you. “That’s alright. You don’t have to talk about it if it’s too hard, or if you don’t want to.” He said. “But, I want you to know that even though I don’t know what’s going on, I know you can get through it.”

You looked at Sans with an expression of disbelief, tears pooling in your eyes. “You can.” Sans said gently. “You’re strong, and good, and wonderful. You can get through anything kid.” Sans words helped to soothe your nerves. You could feel yourself beginning to calm down. “All you have to do, is take it one step at a time.” You nodded. “But for now, all you have to worry about is feeling better.” He said, standing up. Sans smiled, and held his hand out for you to take. “Come on. How about we watch some bad tv and eat some bad (for us) snacks. How does that sound?” Smiling, you thought that sounded pretty good, and took his hand.

You spent the rest of the day relaxing with Sans, and you knew that it wasn’t going to magically solve all your problems, but at least now you had the determination to face those problems; because you knew, that at the end of the day, Sans would always be there for you.

The End

What About Me? (Kustard/Reader Fic)

You were happy for them; really, you were. I mean, you had spent all of that time trying to set them up, how could you not be happy for them? 

Looking back on it, it was actually kind of ridiculous how long it had taken for you to get Red and Classic together. It was so obvious they were into each other, despite the barbed, pun-filled banter(which everyone knew was thinly disguised flirting). If it weren’t for the fact that they’re both stupidly stubborn, it would’ve literally taken you two minutes to set them up.

But no, they just had to make things hard for you. It had taken weeks of hint-dropping, leaving them alone together when they weren’t expecting it, as well as other tactics that were downright cartoonish, before they finally admitted their feelings for each other and officially became a couple.

 And for awhile, it was great. The boys were happy, and you got to pat yourself on the back for a job well done. But then, things started to... change. They started to spend a little more time with each other, and a little less time with you, which of course they did, they were dating now, that’s to be expected. What you weren’t expecting was how hurt and lonely it made you feel. At first you reasoned that you just felt that way because you’ve been very close friends with both of the boys for a very long time, you just weren’t used to not spending as much time with them yet, that’s all. You figured you’d get over it after awhile... but you didn’t. In fact, you started to miss them more. Not just their presence, but specific things about both of them. Red’s eyes, Classic’s smile, Red’s dirty jokes, and Classic’s adorkable obsession with space.

It was when you started waking up from dreams about them sweaty and... wet, that you realized your feelings for them weren’t exactly platonic. Once you understood how you really felt, now whenever you were with the boys, especially both of them at the same time, you can’t help but feel jealous? No, yearning was more like it. You yearned to be a part of it too. 

At first you didn’t know what to do. You were deathly afraid to tell them, because if they didn’t feel the same way, then it could taint not just one, but two friendships. If one of them felt the same way and the other didn’t, you might end up breaking them up and losing one of them. Those were high stakes, to be sure. But at the same time you couldn’t help but think about what might be the outcome if they both returned your feelings. That’d be the best-case scenario right? Then you’d get everything you wanted. But was it worth losing  one or both of your friends?

Eventually though, you realized that whether the risk was worth the reward or not, you couldn’t hide how you felt forever. The boys were starting to realize that something was up with you. Classic was constantly telling you how if something major was wrong, he’d be here for you, and just last week Red asked if you were ok. Red. Ready or not, you’ll have to tell them.

That was how you ended up sitting across from them, at Grillby’s, clutching your water glass like it’s a lifeline and getting ready to pour your heart out. You take a deep breath. In. Out. Welp, here goes nothing. “So, um” You begin, the skeleton’s eyelights snapping to you now that you’ve finally started talking. “I brought you guys here to tell you that, um, I mean, I think it’s just great that you guys are together, and I’m so happy that you’re happy, after all you’re my best friends...” Red and Classic glance at each other in confusion, but stay silent. “But uh, you guys spending so much time together, made me feel lonely, and after awhile I started to realize that it wasn’t just loneliness I felt.” Here it comes. The big reveal. You take another breath, staring fixedly into your glass. “I realized that I like you guys, both of you guys, a lot. Like, romantically. And, I guess that’s really all I wanted to tell you.” You finish. You wait for them to respond, refusing to look up to see their expressions. 

“Oh thank God.” You look up to see both of the skeletons grinning at you. Is this...?

“We both like ya too Y/N. Always have.” Red said, confirming your suspicions.

“Like, romantically and stuff.” Classic said in a teasing tone, causing you to blush. “But when me and this bonehead starting going out, well, we weren’t sure what to do about it. We didn’t know if humans did that sort of thing.”

“Dating more than one person?” You asked. They nodded. “We do, though it’s not always to the people they’re dating’s knowledge.”

“Assholes.” Red muttered. You nodded in agreement.

“Anyway, the point is, we both like you too Y/N. So, I guess the only thing left to ask is-”

“Will you be our girl?” Red interrupted before Classic could finish, grinning. 

You beamed, even as Classic playfully shoved Red for interrupting him. “I would love to.” Once you joined the boys on their side of the booth, you spent the rest of the night talking, flirting, eating, and pretty much just making up for lost time. You had the feeling this was the beginning of an interesting relationship.