All I Want Is A Graveyard Shift Job Where I Am The Only One At The Office, And My Whole Job Is Just Mind-numbing

I like the idea of the bad sanses having therapy but they aren't really the kind to sit and talk about feelings. So instead they do things like art therapy cross is a drawer so he does portraits of the others, killer does woodcarving, error knits or sews clothes and plushies, dust likes scrapbooking and photography, nightmare likes calligraphy and drawing architecture or maps, horror likes to make pottery like plates, bowls and vases he also grows flowers alongside his garden to fill his vases with. I also like them all having their own emotional support animals. Cross has a dog I think like a weimaraner something that is athletic, dust has a fish he likes watching them it's calming, horror has a parrot or some other bird type, killer of course has a cat (or several) nightmare some sort of reptile a snake mabey. I can't think of what kind of pet error would have he wouldn't want to trap anything in the anti-void with him and doesn't wanna make the others take care of a pet for him maybe he has a bunch of plushies instead.

I wanna hear y'alls headcannon, preferable less common ones. Like I head cannon killer is mostly blind and it gets worse his soul destabilizes the worse the vision. (And he also can borrow horrors eye to see better but don't often cause it is too heavy and large) Please comment your headcannon!!

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new headcanon

i like the idea that dust hides in clothes, like his hood and scarf hides his face but he also wears gloves and is one of the few sanses who wears pants instead of shorts. Basically, he constantly has all hint of bone hidden Dust felt like he had to hide from his empty world, from the "dust" that covered every inch of his au. BUT Killer didnt care at all he didnt care to hide, he saw his empty world as more of a freedom especially since he lost his emotions. so since no one is around why should he bother covering up? it started as just sleeping in the nude, to wandering around the house nude, to just grabbing something from grillbys nude till eventually, he has been alone so long that he is just like "Why bother all the clothes are dirty anyway and who would i be washing them for." too lazy to do chores he just goes bare boned 24/7. imagine him and Nightmare first meeting, Killer at this point just forgets about his natural state and Nightmare has to make rules about going out he has to wear clothes. OR what if NM spent a couple centuries alone and thinks this is the new norm for skeletons and just lets Killer be. its not till they recruit Dust OR Nightmare hears rumors that he has a "poor abused captive that he doesnt allow clothes." NM realizes that Killer is just weird and has to force Killer to wear clothes. Killer would definitely take to it like a chihuahua being forced to wear those tiny dog shoes, he would HATE it. Both Dust and Nightmare would carry shorts to make Killer wear when he inevitably "loses" his clothes.

Been trying new stuff.

new head cannon. Because horrors eye is not his own it doesn't fit in his head so sometimes it falls out, they will be having dinner and it falls out right into his stew. The others watch in disgust as Horror fishes in his stew, licks the eye clean and puts it back in, continues eating as if nothing happened. Horror can also leave his eye places to either spy on someone or to scare the f outta them. He also puts it in a glass of water by his bed while he sleeps, like dentures.

Im starting to get into drawing again. I'm also trying to use more color as I draw I pen. ❤️🙂

I often find myself wondering what happened in places before I got to them. Right now I'm in the hospital and I'm lying in the bed looking around and I wish I knew the people who laid right here. Were they too old or in pain to notice the things I am? Did they look at the surprisingly beautiful view outside? Did they think the painting of the cowgirl in the horse was nice or were they creeped out by the empty eyes of the horse like me? Did they count the same 36 squares over the light directly above them like I did? How many people lost their lives here? I look around this room and have so many questions. Does anyone else question the ghosts in the places they stay?

Some more drawings ❤️