#Frisk De La Rose

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Meow.

I have an alternate universe of Undertale called "Let's tale" in which a chara created by ink and Rose (Oc created by me) creates a new Au in which all the people from the other Au's can go and live together in peace . .

Here the design of L!chara and L!Frisk

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Miau. Tengo un universo alterno de Undertale llamado "Let's tale" en el cual consiste en que un chara creado por ink y Rose (Oc creado por mi) crea un nuevo Au en el cual toda la gente de los demás Au's puedan ir y convivir en paz.

Aca el diseño de L!chara y L!Frisk

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[twokinds-es]

Twokinds versión undertale

Maeve= frisk

Adira o flora = toriel

Trace o Eric= sans y papyrus

Reni= undyne

Raine= alphys

Kat= mettaton

Mike y evals= la gata y la cocodrilo

Nora o saria o rose= wd gaster

Fey mother= asgore o Photoshop omega flowey

Los otros personajes tomarían roles secundarios

Siendo sincero Flora y Toriel no, Adira es la que mas se acerca de las dos, por apariencia diría que Fet mother o Detritus son los mas parecida a Wd Aster por que Nora es mas como Sans, y ahora que lo pienso Red seria Payrus ya que a los dos las cosas no le salen muy bien y hablan mucho sin pensar XD.

Gracias por el mensaje.

(Salu2 de Spark)

[studiospincelry]

Décimo segundo día Rosetale

#Sanstober #Rosetale

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Foto Undyne y Amelia se la pasaron todo el día platicando Undyne se quiere quedar con. Un recuerdo así que Amelia posa para que le tome un foto

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›jajaja a si está bien

«hace una cara tierna viendo a la camara»

Contexto:

Está combina la ropa de Frisk Chara y Sans para su vestuario le posa a Undyne!Rose para una foto ya que se hicieron amigas

Creador del AU:

https://www.deviantart.com/cneko-chan

Descripción del AU y algunos personajes:

https://aminoapps.com/c/undertale-espanol/page/item/rosetale/z67Z_dXriwI8BYmNlG4jeevQLWk7VLbjZZD

Sanstober:

https://www.facebook.com/100063935984483/posts/502306795243849/?flite=scwspnss

Mi Twitter:https://twitter.com/RubiHer67483029/status/1611908940274741249?t=xsbT8htx7lS-CLV24MXPxA&s=19

Mi Facebook:https://www.facebook.com/100084036065963/posts/pfbid04Wkqyfw3jkNTPxcKiu28ZgmXRBpeFcQm7fY8Lb8WFpnaEW7aVfpXqWHEK68VHYGQl/?app=fbl

[rosietrace]

Freyah and Frisk getting all the answers right even though they barely remember the rules:

Sorry I had a bad time playing a random Kahoot but-

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Riddle: And those are the 810 rules of Heartslybul. Now, Trey?

Trey: Yes, of course Riddle.

Heartslybul Students: *Relieved thinking Trey is going to give them treats or something*

Trey: Let’s see who actually was paying attention.

*Kahoot music starts playing*

[thekingthatwrites]

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

Request Rules

Please read these rules before requesting anything! If you do not, and send me an ask beyond my rules or against them, I will be blocking you.

Scroll to my master list to know who and what I will write for!

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I will get to requests as soon as I can.

I do write x readers but I do not feel comfortable with writing x female readers. I will only do x Male and x GN readers but mainly GN.

If you have a specific request then please make sure to give me the details I need to write what you want me to.

This is all for fun, as I want people to enjoy my writing, so if you’re unhappy with something I write then Im sorry.

You can also request me to try and write a character from media that I have listed and I will try my best. 

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WILL DO ✅

I will do x reader, as said before.

Fluff

Angst

Gore

Hurt/Comfort

I will also write oneshots for just the characters as well.

I will also do character ships just ask!

You can also ask for more than one character

WILL NOT! ❌

Smut

Yandere

Incest

Podophilic ships

x Oc

Nor Abuse

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Fandoms I write for:

Encanto

Fullmetal Alchemist

Undertale

Homestuck

Genshin Impact

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Five Nights at Freddys Security Breach

Identity V Detroit Become Human Bungou Stray Dogs

The Owl House

The Legend of Vox Machina

Marvel

The Adventure Zone: Balance 

God of War: Ragnarok

Hermitcraft/Life Series

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Characters I write as:

Encanto Camilo Madrigal (Main) Bruno Madrigal Mirabel Madrigal

FMAB Greed (Main) Ling Yao Edward Elric Envy

Undertale Sans (Main) Chara Frisk Papyrus Asgore

Homestuck Karkat Vantas (Main) Jade Harley Dave Strider Roxy Lalonde Rose Lalonde Tavros Nitram Eridan Ampora Feferi Peixes Gamzee Makara Nepeta Leijon Kanaya Maryam Sollux Captor Vriska Serket Cronus Ampora

Genshin Impact Aether (Main) Venti (Main) Noelle Childe Zhongli Xiao Kaeya Diluc Thoma Beidou Xinyan Scaramouche

Toilet Bound Hanako Kun

Hanako

FNAF SB

Sunnydrop  Moondrop Glamrock Freddy 

IDV

Naib Subedar William Ellis Norton Campbell Mike Morton Luca Balsa Ganji Gupta Antonio Paganini  Robbie White (Platonic Only) Detroit Become Human

Connor Nines Gavin Reed

Bungou Stray Dogs

Dazai Osamu (Mafia and Ada)  Atsushi Nakajima Chuuya Nakahara  Akutagawa Ryūnosuke

The Owl House 

Hunter (Main)  Gus Porter Willow Park Amity Blight Luz Noceda Raine Whispers King Darius  The Collector 

The Legend of Vox Machina

Percival De Rolo Vax Vex Scanlan Shorthalt

Marvel

Steven Grant Mark Spector Peter Parker (Tom Holland)  Doctor Stephen Strange Tony Stark

The Adventure Zone

Barry Bluejeans Lup Tacco Taako Tacco Kravitz Magnus Burnsides Lucretia Davenport Angus Mcdonald (Platonic) Lucas Miller  Duck Newton Minerva Aubrey Little Ned Chicane Dani Indrid Cold Amber Gris Devo La Main Oksana

God of War Ragnarok

Kratos Atreus Sindri Tyr Thor Baldur Fryer

Hermitcraft Impulse Skizz Grian Scar Tango (?) Bdubs Etho (I Can TRY some others)

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[undertale-deal-love]

Undertale Deal Love Characters Pt.1

Truth be told, I was going to publish the main children when I got the prologue. But for project reasons, I decided to bring them here before for you and yes, you like can ask questions about them and their universe. So let's go!

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A decir verdad, iba a publicar a los niños principales cuando sacara el prologo. Pero por cuestiones de proyectos, decidí traerlos aquí antes para ustedes y si, ustedes gustan pueden hacerles preguntas referentes a ellos y a su universo. Así que ¡Vamos allá!

Nylon Skeleton.

Son of Frisk and Sans. His name comes from a type of typeface / font, as are the names of his father Sans and his uncle Papyrus, which I will leave you below.

He suffers from Waardenburg syndrome. Which is a disorder that is characterized by variable degrees of deafness and minor defects in its DNA derived from abnormalities in the pigmentation of the eyes, hair and skin.That is why his hair is whiter, his eyes with heterochromia, one lighter than the other. And the light spots on the skin.

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Hijo de Frisk y Sans. Su nombre proviene de un tipo de tipografia/fuente, Como lo son el nombre de su padre Sans y su tío Papyrus, la cual les dejare a continuación.

Sufre del síndrome de Waardenburg. El cual es un trastorno que se caracteriza por grados variables de sordera y defectos menores en su ADN derivados de anomalías en la pigmentación de los ojos, cabello y piel.

Por eso su cabello es más blanco, sus ojos con heterocromía, uno más claro que el otro. Y las manchas claras en la piel.

Suri Dreemur

Daughter of Frisk and Asriel. While Suri's name means "Princess" in Hebrew and "red rose" in Persian. It could be said that her name would be something like "The Princess of the Red Rose" It is quite significant and tender.

Nor will I give many details about her.

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Hija de Frisk y Asriel. Mientras que el nombre de Suri, significa en hebreo "Princesa" y en persa significa "rosa roja" Podria decirse que su nombre seria algo así como "La Princesa de la Rosa Roja" Es bastante significativo y tierno.

Tampoco dare muchos detalles de ella.

Next/Siguiente (Proximamente)

[the-writing-mobster]

She awoke in a ditch. She remembered. This was Vienne. When did she make it to Vienne? She squinted as a flashlight shined in her eyes. 

"Madame? Vous devez venir avec nous." It was a police officer. She swallowed, even though her throat was dry. How long had she been out? 

"Allez-vous m'emmener en prison?" She asked, her voice hoarse. The officer pulled her up to her feet and walked her to his car. 

"Nous avons juste besoin de vous poser quelques questions." Frisk nodded slowly as she tried to comprehend what had happened to her. 

"je n'ai rien fait de mal," she murmured as the police man started his car. 

"Je viens de te trouver dans un fossé couvert de sang séché. Nous allons devoir vous poser quelques questions." She couldn't argue with that. She swallowed and looked out the patrol car window. After this… she wanted to leave France for good.

"Avez-vous des proches que vous pouvez appeler?" Frisk's mind turned back to darker places. She had her father… but she hadn't talked to him in three years. He wouldn't want to talk to her. She glanced up at the officer and shook her head, her eyes welling with tears. She was definitely going to leave France for good. 

Loose Translation:

"miss, you need to come with us."

"will you take me to jail?"

"We just need you to answer a few questions."

"I didn't do anything wrong."

"I just found you in a ditch covered in blood... We're going to ask you a few questions."

"Do you have any loved ones you can call?"

[rosietrace]

@phoenix-manga , would Briar wear this if she was getting married? Cause honestly I feel like she would-

(This also fits Frisk's vibe with her more soft colors)

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[notes-from-sarah]

A Coal Black Colt

Summary: When Diego catches a magnificent black colt in the hills his father tells him to turn it loose. After all, wild horses are dangerous because they cannot be broken. Diego has no intention of breaking this horse and knows he must find a way to keep him. Disney’s Zorro. One-shot. Canon compliant.

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“His name is Tornado. An old shepherd has been keeping him for me. He was a colt when I left…Even my father wouldn’t recognize this horse” – Diego de la Vega (Season 1, Episode 1, Presenting Señor Zorro)

“¡Papá!” Diego’s voice echoed into the stables. “Papá, where are you?”

Alejandro looked up from inspecting one of his mares that was due to foal soon. “I am here, Diego. What do you need?”

Diego sprinted into view holding a rope lead. On the end of the lead was a coal black colt.

“Diego, where did you get that colt?” He hadn’t the faintest idea where Diego could have gotten the animal, the boy certainly didn’t have the money to buy it.

“I caught him in the hills. Isn’t he beautiful?” Diego patted the horse lovingly. Running his hand over the colt’s mane and neck. The animal was surprisingly calm, only betraying the slightest bit of nervousness.

Alejandro blinked in surprise. “He’s a fine looking animal, but-” he didn’t know what to say. His son had been known to drag home the odd pet or two in his life, but a wild horse was another matter entirely. “But how on earth did you catch him?” Alejandro knew the story was probably a good one, Diego’s stories always were.

“I was out riding in the hills past the big meadow,” Diego gestured away from the house in the general direction he meant, “and I saw a herd of the wild horses. This one caught my eye because I didn’t see a mother anywhere nearby. I followed them-”

Here Alejandro sighed. He was sure one of these days his son would follow some creature into the wilderness and never come back.

“-and they went deeper into the hills.” Diego began scratching the colt behind the ears. “The more I watched this one the more I knew I had to catch him. He ran like the wind over the hilltops and showed the most agility I’ve ever seen in a horse of his age. I believe he is an orphan.”

Alejandro guessed that the foal was about eight months old, quite old enough to get by without a mother. Alejandro opened his mouth to make a few remarks but Diego continued.

“He is such a fine animal, but he is smart too, I had to be very clever to catch hold of him. I decided to lay a trap there in the hills. I could tell he was intelligent and curious so I took off my hat and propped it up on a stick and put it in the ground where he could see. Then I hid myself behind a rock and waited with my lariat.”

Alejandro tried to stay quiet through Diego’s story, but he was already imagining how surprising a herd of wild horses while on foot might have gone ill for his son.

“My deception worked.” Diego patted the little horse’s head proudly. “He alone out of all the herd came to discover who the stick-man was, he was most curious about it. But he was cautious too.” He ruffled the horse’s forelock. “But not cautious enough! I sprang from my hiding place and lassoed him neatly. And do you know what?” Diego looked down at the foal with a grin.

“What?” said Alejandro with some trepidation.

“He didn’t even fight back. He was a bit frightened at first, but he didn’t try to run. I knew he was special.” Diego petted down horse’s nose ending at the velvety muzzle. His eyes shone with pride.

It was more than obvious that the boy was already in love with the animal. Alejandro sighed again, this wasn’t going to be pleasant. “Diego,” he said gently, “you must realize you can’t keep him.”

His son looked at him, surprised. “But Papá, he’s perfect. With a little training and more time he’ll be the most magnificent stallion.”

“Diego, he’s a wild animal.” This was not the first time he had some version of this conversation with his son. “He’ll never really be tame.”

“Of course he can be tamed,” said Diego. “I will train him most spectacularly.”

At times Alejandro wished he had even half the confidence of a teenage boy. “It won’t work, my son. It is simply impossible to make a wild animal tame.”

“But, Father,” Diego protested, gripping the colt’s mane, “I can-”

“No, Diego, you cannot.” Alejandro already had visions of his son being thrown by a half-trained wild horse. He had witnessed other dons attempt to break the wild ones, it never went well for them.

“I just need a little time,” Diego insisted. “I know it can be done.”

“But, Diego, you don’t have time.” Alejandro hated disappointing his son like this, but he needed to see sense. “You will be leaving for university in just half a year. Not only do I doubt that you can tame the wildness out of this horse, but even if you could you do not have the time needed to do so. I am afraid I must insist on you turning the animal loose. It will be better off with the other wild horses than languishing here, unrideable, for four years.”

“But,” Diego tried one last time, “I could start his training and then maybe Benito could work with him, or I might delay entering the university for a year and-”

“No, Diego, I have made up my mind on the matter and I want no more argument. He is not fit for breaking and I will not hear another word of you delaying your start at university. Take him now and turn him loose before he becomes to accustomed to the domestic horses. We do not want him returning and leading them off.”

Diego was bitterly disappointed. He cast his eyes downward combing his fingers through the colt’s mane. “Yes, Father,” he said finally.

“There’s a good boy,” said Alejandro. It was difficult for him to let down his son like this. He hated to take away something Diego so clearly enjoyed. “You had best go about it quickly, I’ll see you at supper.”

Diego nodded. “With your permission,” he said, not meeting Alejandro’s eyes. He tugged at the rope around the colt’s neck and the horse and boy left the stables.

Alejandro sighed. He wished Isabela were here to help manage this, her death last year had made parenting that much harder. She would have been able to make Diego see sense. At the same time, Alejandro thought, she probably would have convinced me to let Diego keep the horse. He was certain he had done the right thing in telling Diego to release the horse. Wild animals were just that, wild, and had no place in a domestic herd.

Diego mounted his palomino, Sinfonía, and leading the little black horse began to ride towards the hills where he had captured the colt. He was aggravated. He had spent most of the day tracking and capturing this foal, he hated letting him go again. He hadn’t even had a chance to tell his father the name he picked out for the animal. Tornado. His father hadn’t even seen how Tornado could run like the wind or turn on a pin. He was frustrated to be dismissed so quickly.

Glancing at Tornado cheerfully trotting beside Sinfonía his heart sank. The small horse was magnificent. To turn him loose was a waste.

“Do you want to stay with me, Tornado, or shall I set you free? I could train you to be the most legendary horse in all of New Spain.”

In way of response Tornado snorted and kicked up his heels, shaking his head. The colt was energetic even after the long day of activity.

“That’s what I think too,” said Diego, taking Tornado’s gestures for an answer. “Papá thinks that a wild horse can never be broken, is that true?”

Tornado twitched his ears in various directions.

“Well, I suppose it is true a little bit, but I do not want to break you. I want us to be amigos. I think we can work together most fabulously.”

Tornado scampered through the grass at Sinfonía’s side.

“Do you think I should listen to my Papá and turn you loose?” Diego was debating the issue internally. This little horse was so full of life and practically begging to be his friend. It would be cruel to send the animal back out to the wild when fate had so clearly intended for them to be together. Diego realized he couldn’t turn Tornado loose, he had to find some way to keep him without his father knowing.

He rode deeper into the hills, the hacienda disappearing in the distance. He knew the herd wouldn’t be where he had left them earlier, but he was beginning to think he wasn’t going there anyway. Still, where could he keep a horse so that his father wouldn’t suspect?

“So, Tornado, if I am not to turn you loose, where shall I put you? Shall I swear Benito to secrecy and have him hide you among our herds?”

Tornado frisked along oblivious to Diego’s troubles.

“That would not work for very long, Benito is too good a man to hide you from my father.” Patting the neck of his Palomino Diego said, “What do you think, am I being stupid, Sinfonía?”

Sinfonía just climbed through the hills calmly giving him no opinion.

Diego scanned the horizon hoping inspiration would come to him regarding his predicament. Presently the smell of smoke wafted over him. He stood up in his stirrups looking around for the source of the smoke, one could never be too careful about that sort of thing. The breeze was coming from the east so Diego rode in that direction hoping to find the source a campfire or something equally innocuous.

The source of the smoke, it turned out, was a cooking fire made by Old Cristóbal the shepherd.

“Don Diego,” Cristóbal rose and hailed him, “it has been a long time. Come, sit with me and tell me about your life.”

Diego smiled. He liked Cristóbal, and would on occasion seek him out just to enjoy his company. The man had many stories of his adventures as a shepherd in the wilderness, and he knew everything there was to know about the Californian countryside.

“Buenos días, Cristóbal.” Looping Tornado’s lead around Sinfonía’s saddle horn, Diego dismounted and shook the old shepherd’s hand. “How have you been?”

“Each day is like the other, but no two are the same.” Cristóbal smiled at him. It was a warm, earthy smile that Diego liked very much.

The two of them sat down near Cristóbal’s cook fire where he was preparing a pot of what smelled to be beans. His mule grazed nearby and Diego saw a small, neat tent erected a couple of yards away.

“Has your work been kind to you lately?” Diego asked. The shepherd looked to be in good health.

“It has been kind enough. It is my old bones that are not kind to me these days.” Cristóbal’s eyes twinkled.

Diego laughed. “I hope they provide you with a few more years of kindness all the same.”

“And what of you, Don Diego. I see you have a fine colt hitched to your horse there.”

Diego looked at Tornado. At least he wasn’t the only one who could see Tornado’s worth. “Sí, he is the finest I’ve ever seen. I caught him in the hills earlier today, and as you can see, he is already half tame. I think he will be the most magnificent stallion when he is grown.”

Cristóbal stirred his beans to prevent them from burning. “Why do you take him on a lead through the hills? Would it not be better to start him in the paddock?”

“My father does not believe a wild horse can be tamed and has told me to return him to the wild.” Diego’s voice held an edge of the irritation he felt about the issue. “I think he is putting one of the finest horses in California to waste because he assumes that good things can only come from Spain.”

“That is a difficult spot, Don Diego.” Cristóbal took a delicate bite of his cooking off the end of his spoon. “What are you going to do about it?”

Diego rubbed a hand over the back of his neck. “Well, when I left the hacienda I intended to do what my father told me to, no matter how loathsome. But now,” he looked back at Tornado, “I want to find a way to keep him. I know I can prove my father wrong, I just need to be given a chance.”

“An important time in every young man’s life, when he eschews the counsel of his father and begins to make his own decisions.”

“He will not be happy when he discovers I’ve disobeyed him.” Diego grinned a little. “What a tongue lashing I will receive.”

Cristóbal laughed. “Your father’s way with words is legendary.”

“It is most certainly that.” Diego smiled and shook his head. “At any rate, I had just come to my decision when I smelled your fire and came to make sure that the hills were not ablaze. I don’t know what I’m going to do with Tornado, I just know I need to keep him.”

“Tornado, a fine name for such an animal.” Cristóbal stroked his mustache for a moment as he gazed at the colt. “I agree with you, Don Diego, you must find a way to keep him and train him in secret.”

“There’s another problem,” Diego said, thinking of the future. “My father is sending me to university in Spain early next year and even if I make progress with Tornado, I will have to interrupt my training of him for four years.”

“Oh, Don Diego, this is good news, though. You will get the most fantastic education.” Cristóbal’s voice was filled with enthusiasm.

Diego raised an eyebrow, softly skeptical. “Do you think so? To tell the truth I am a little nervous. I’ve never traveled so far before, or been away for so long. I keep thinking that maybe I could put it off a year or two. What difference does it make if I enter university when I am nineteen or even twenty years old? And if I stay I could train Tornado and show my father that the wild horses are every bit as good as the domestic breeds.”

“But Don Diego, opportunities like this come only one time in a man’s life, if ever. You need to reach out boldly and seize it.” Cristóbal mimed a grabbing movement plucking the spoon from his one hand to the other. “When you are older you will find that you no longer care to do things to impress your father, or show him that he’s wrong.”

Diego considered Cristóbal’s words for a moment. “So, you think I should leave Tornado?”

“Right now it is necessary for you to go to university. You will get an education and return to the pueblo with a mind sharpened and ready for action. You will contribute something to all of us who cannot go to Spain for an education and lift us all with your learning. You must go, Don Diego, and not worry about what will happen to Tornado.” Cristóbal returned to stirring his beans.

In Cristóbal’s words Diego heard a hunger for learning. He was sure Cristóbal had only the most rudimentary education, if any, and it was certain that a lot of opportunities had been lost because of this deficit. “But what then of Tornado?”

“Don Diego, if he means so much to you, I will look after him until you return.”

“Really?” Diego sat up a little. “But I could not ask you to do such a thing.” He sat back again, then sat up again a second later and said, “What if I pay you? I can give you a salary for four years to keep him, watch him, feed him and work with him? Would you do that for me?”

“Don Diego, it would be my pleasure. Now, my beans are ready, join me and we will work out the details of this arrangement.”

Diego came to say goodbye to Tornado and Cristóbal. He was leaving for San Pedro in the morning and from there taking a ship to Spain. Tornado, just over a year old now, was shaping up to be a fine animal. Diego had not breathed a word about Tornado to his father. He wasn’t entirely sure how this would work out with him being gone for four years, but he was willing to give it a try.

Tornado was grazing in the small pen Cristóbal had for his mule. Upon seeing Diego the young horse nickered excitedly and raced to the fence. Diego reached over the fence rail and petted Tornado’s nose. He looked magnificent. “Hello, boy. Are you glad to see me?”

Tornado nuzzled Diego’s hand affectionately.

“I’m glad to see you too. I brought you a present.” Diego reached into his jacket and produced a carrot.

Tornado reached for it instantly.

“Wait,” Diego told the horse, holding the carrot out of his reach, “first you must do a trick.”

Tornado seemed to shake his head.

“Yes, you must. I want to know you will not forget everything I’ve taught you. Kneel, Tornado.”

Tornado backed away from the fence rail at Diego’s command.

“Kneel, come on boy, kneel,” Diego repeated.

Tornado sank down, bending one knee in a facsimile of a kneeling bow.

“Good boy, Tornado!” Diego said.

Tornado sprang back to his feet and ran to the rail again. Diego handed him the carrot. As Tornado munched the vegetable Diego scratched his neck. “I won’t see you again for a long time, boy. You must promise not to forget what I’ve taught you. When I come back you’ll be waiting for me and I will have the most exquisite horse in California to ride every day.”

Tornado leaned into the scratching, enjoying Diego’s attention.

“You must behave yourself while I am gone, be good to Cristóbal.”

“And I will be good to him, Don Diego,” said Cristóbal.

Diego turned to see the old shepherd. “Cristóbal, Buenos días. I came to say goodbye. I’m leaving for San Pedro in the morning.”

Cristóbal came to the fence and patted Diego’s arm. “Is it that day already? It seems only yesterday it was more than six months away.”

Diego nodded. “I am afraid you will not see me again for four years.” Diego reached into the pocket of his jacket and produced a fat purse. “Here is the sum which I promised you for taking care of Tornado.”

“Don Diego, you are too generous.” Cristóbal attempted to refuse the purse.

“I insist,” Diego said firmly, “you are doing me a great favor and I would not dream of treating you any differently than the best stables In Mexico City which house the finest racehorses.”

Cristóbal smiled. “Even though he will eat only plain grass and not imported oats?”

“The plain grass of California will make him strong, not soft like those Spanish imported breeds.” Diego placed the purse into Cristóbal’s hand and closed the man’s fingers around it. “No, I want him to be a true steed of the country. Swift, confident in the hills, and strong on good Californian grass.”

“You are too generous, Don Diego,” Cristóbal said again, finally accepting the money.

“Really, I am not. You are helping me, providing me with a service, and I am paying you a fair wage. There is no generosity in that.” Diego patted Cristóbal’s shoulder warmly. “Now, no more talk of our arrangement, it is settled. You will keep him and train him while I am gone and that is all I need to know.”

“Will you not stay for a light meal, Don Diego?” Cristóbal gestured to his small house.

Diego smiled. “I would like that very much, but I’m afraid I must get back home, I still have many things to do before tomorrow.”

Cristóbal nodded. “Then I wish you safe passage and look forward to your return.”

Diego embraced Cristóbal. “Thank you. Know that you and Tornado and all of California will be in my thoughts often.”

Turning to Tornado he motioned the horse back to the fence. The colt ran forward at full speed before coming to a halt at the last second sending a spray of dirt and a cloud of dust into the air. Cristóbal and Diego laughed and Diego reached out to pet his horse one last time.

“Goodbye, my friend, I will return soon.”

[rosietrace]

My beautiful rose

Event: [ Rosie's 2023 Valentines Specials 💌 ]

Oc(s): Frisk De La Rose, Freyah De La Rose(brief appearance)

Characters: Rollo Flamme, Ace Trapolla(brief appearance), Deuce Spade(brief appearance), Cater Diamond(mentioned), Riddle Rosehearts (mentioned)

Ship: Rollo Flamme x Frisk De La Rose

Warning(s): Takes place after "Glorious Masquerade", Rollo is potentially ooc(out of character)

[ Reblogs are recommended/encouraged ]

{ Apologies for any out of character moments }

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Frisk was nervous. Freyah knew that. But for whatever reason, she appeared more anxious than she usually does.

Hell, it seemed like she'd pass out any minute based on her expression.

Worried for her older sister, Freyah scooted closer to her and gently poked her."Um…. Frisk?" She called.

Yelping, Frisk felt her face flush in embarrassment while looking into the eyes of her little sister. She laughed awkwardly, "I'm fine, Freyah…"

The indigo-eyed girl didn't buy her bluff. But suddenly, she came to a quick realization that could be the reason for Frisk's anxious state.

It had been quite some time since they attended the symposium of noble bell college, and ever since then, Freyah noticed the connection between her sister and the student council president of the academy.

Rollo Flamme.

Freyah thought of him to be an interesting individual. He had his good and bad traits, but the way he treated Frisk never wavered. And it wasn't negative in the slightest.

He actually treated her kindly. She'd even argue that there was some favoritism in the works when it came to Frisk and Rollo.

When they were about to leave the city of flowers, Freyah saw the two of them speaking to one another. Although she couldn't make out what they were saying, she saw the pleasant look in Rollo's eyes as he gazed upon her older sister.

As nosy as she may be, Freyah still respects her sister's boundaries and decided it wasn't important to ask her about it.

Until now, that is.

"Is this about Mr. Rollo "I can turn into fire" Flamme?"

Just from hearing his name, Frisk felt her face go warmer than before. And in an attempt to cover it up, she covered her face with her red hair.

Giggling, Freyah gently patted the back of her sister's head."Frisk, it's fine, trust me." She assured.

Blushing profusely, Frisk sighed."I know but…. I'm nervous for today, cause…" she gripped the hem of her skirt tightly.

Freyah waited patiently."Cause?"

"C-Cause…. He's coming t-today.." It was adorable to see her struggle to even have the words escape her lips.

Freyah grinned."That's great! When's he coming?" She asked, clasping her hands together. Frisk could've sworn she saw legitimate sparkles in Freyah's eyes.

She scratched the back of her head sheepishly."N-Not sure, actually…" she answered shyly, turning away from her sister with a slight frown.

Which triggered Freyah's instinct that told her: "Something's wrong". An instinct she's always had when it comes to her sister.

Forming a frown, Freyah tilted her head."There's something wrong with your lily head, isn't there?"

Frisk stiffened, realizing that she may have triggered Freyah's little instinct."I-Its nothing…" she muttered, standing up from the couch.

Freyah didn't let that slide. She gently took Frisk's hand and gave her pleading eyes."Frisk, please… I know something's amiss." She begged, desperate to help her sister with anything.

Frisk's lips trembled, anticipating for the words to vomit themselves out of her mouth. When she reached her breaking point after a long-term staring contest with her sister, Frisk huffed.

"...... What if he doesn't show up?"

Freyah fell even more silent than earlier.

".... Why would you think that?"

"I-I don't know, it's stupid…"

"No! Frisk, your feelings aren't convoluted and unheard of!"

Freyah's eyes softened from its intense stare."Your feelings are important. As important as adding the necessary drops of milk and sugar into one's tea.." she had her sister sit down as she held her hands tightly.

"You're my beloved sister, Frisk. And I wish for you to speak of your feelings like they're the most important rule in the queen of hearts' rule book."

Frisk pursed her lips, her head hung low. She was hesitant. Hesitant to tell her sister about how she felt.

She trusted Freyah, yes. More than anyone else in heartslabyul.

But she couldn't help but feel anxious at the idea that she had to talk to her about her feelings.

After some time, Frisk inhaled. Deeply. And allowed the words she had been worried about saying, to escape her lips.

"I'm… Worried. I asked him to show up if he wanted to spend some time together if he was free…. But I didn't receive a very detailed response."

"What do you mean?"

"Well- His response… I-It was 'It depends on my schedule, but I can try'. And he didn't elaborate any further…"

Freyah let out a silent 'Oh'."Frisk…. I'm sure he'll arrive. I'm sure of it."

Frisk gave her sister a worried look in her eyes."But what if he doesn't show up?" She questioned.

Freyah let go of her hands and crossed her arms, pouting."That's his loss, then. If he can't see why you're the most beautiful girl in heartslabyul, then off with his head!" She exclaimed, earning a chuckle out of Frisk.

"I wouldn't say I'm that pretty, Freyah…"

"Absolute nonsense, dearest sister! You're as beautiful as the delicate marble chess pieces of the white queen, as radiant as the roses in the queen of hearts' rose maze, as graceful as any type of tea the mad hatter poured out of his tea kettle!"

Hearing Freyah ramble about her gave Frisk a bit of confidence in herself. Not a lot, but enough to be happy about herself to some degree.

She stood up again, a soft, beautiful smile on her porcelain face. One that Freyah, Cater and Riddle adored.

"Thanks, my red queen sister."

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Rollo walked down the halls of the night raven campus, patiently awaiting the arrival of the person he came for.

That was until he ran into Ace and Deuce. He knew of Deuce, but not of Ace. And he'd rather not want to try and figure out how troublesome the latter is.

"Ah- Rollo-senpai!"

"Hah? Is this guy from the symposium?"

Ace crossed his arms, feeling skeptical of the surprisingly tall young man in front of him and Deuce.

Deuce bowed awkwardly, trying to show a form of respect compared to Ace."I haven't seen you since the symposium…." Rollo hummed in response, his composure unwavering.

Ace rolled his eyes, choosing to ditch Deuce and walk past Rollo since their conversation wasn't his business to begin with.

"W-What brings you here? Has the headmaster requested your presence??"

"No. I've come here to visit someone."

Deuce was rather taken aback. But that did explain the black box with purple ribbons he was holding."Ah- I see…."

"Rollo-senpai, for-forgive me for trying to pry but who are you here to se-"

Deuce cut himself off, noticing the stunned look on Rollo's face as he seemingly looked behind him.

When he turned around to see what he was looking at, he was taken aback at the sight of Frisk in a dress that had a color scheme that resembled Rollo's uniform. She even went as far as to wear a smaller-sized version of his hat.

After connecting the dots, Deuce's face flushed before he quickly excused himself and ran after Ace.

Rollo didn't bat an eye at Deuce, as he made his way to Frisk, who was smiling sheepishly. And he couldn't help but find her adorable for that.

He bowed."It's a pleasure to see you again, Frisk-san." He greeted, a polite yet gentle smile etching his face.

The smile that made Frisk blush profusely at any given interaction they had together.

In response, Frisk curtsied, her sheepish smile still plastered on her porcelain face."It's a pleasure to see you again as well, Rollo-san." She replied quietly, feeling her cheeks flush a little.

Rollo chuckled a little as he and Frisk began walking into night raven college's main street near the exit.

"I wished it had been you who visited noble bell college. Not that I'm complaining about visiting you in night raven college, of course."

She giggled."I see…. I'm sure the city of flowers remains beautiful as ever." She commented, her smile slowly becoming less sheepish and more gentle.

Rollo nodded."Indeed. I'd wish for you to see it, but I'm not sure if you'd be okay with a relatively long journey."

Feeling bold, Frisk quickly responded."I'm sure it'd be worth it to spend more time with you." At the sight of Rollo's raised eyebrows, Frisk suddenly realized what she just said, and stopped walking. Covering her face in utter shame.

Rollo hummed, feeling rather hesitant about what to do in order to assure her that what she had just said was fine. But he decided to simply pat her on the head with a light tint of pink across his cheeks.

"It's alright…"

"I feel…. Awkward after saying t-that��"

Rollo sighed and invoked eye contact with the red-headed girl."You shouldn't be the awkward one any longer. Especially after what I'm going to do."

Frisk arched a brow, feeling bewildered by Rollo's words.

"What do you-"

She audibly gasped when Rollo sheepishly handed her the box. And she couldn't help but gasp again when she opened it.

Chocolates. A simple yet classic gift for anyone. And not only that, but they were shaped like roses.

Frisk felt her face heat up. And Rollo did as well.

"T-These…. These are for m-me?"

"Y-Yes…."

Rollo shut his eyes, anticipating rejection when suddenly- Frisk hugged him. Tightly. He didn't know how to properly respond. Only standing there, stunned, while she hugged him like her life depended on it.

When she eventually pulled away, he finally saw the flushed cheeks she had tried so hard on hiding from him. The way the light radiated against her, the way the wind blew against her long red hair.

She looked enchanting. And Rollo couldn't deny that at all.

She was radiant. In more ways than he could ever imagine. And Rollo felt something in his chest, as if Frisk had enchanted him to the point that she's completely bewitched him.

It was an unfamiliar feeling.

And yet, he didn't seem to hate it. Not in the slightest.

Frisk smiled softly. Gently. Beautifully.

"T-Thank you, Rollo…. Shall we leave for the city of flowers?"

A smile graced Rollo's usually stoic face. One that enchanted Frisk just as much as her smile enchanted him.

"Yes. We shall, my beautiful rose."

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Taglist

@starry-night-rose @authoruio @sakuramidnight15 @fumikomiyasaki @oseathepebble @windbornearchon @geminiiviolets @nem0-nee @twsted-princess

[rosietrace]

It's time..... For the the gifs of Clark after >:)

Clark, happy but terrified:

🥰 For Sunako and Izumi?

OwO

XD How did this happened?

Needless to say- she turned from scary to cute. Clark didn't notice that it was her after turning into a heck of a cute and tiny plush.

And that's when she gave him a head punch for it to give the message direct with and additional of hearing Tsum Tsum squeaking. XD

By the time she changed back- Time to run-

Oh holy shit- Frisk is going to squeal by the time she noticed Izumi in such an adorable transformation.

At first he was a little annoyed but by the time he saw Frisk's expression, it changed.

And heck- He's now sleeping on her head or lap in a more cuter way now, you know that? With the additional of the Tsum Tsum squeaks-

Once he turns back to normal- XD Izumi is a little embarrassed.

[hichigot]

POUR FUCKING AMAZING  @lucifeniia

JOYEUX ANIVERSAIRE LUCI OWO/ OUI JAI FAIT TOUS TES PUTIN DE PERSO SUR UNE SEULE PAGE !(+ toi lol) >w< bon ok je l’avous ils y sont pas tous .... il manque tes 2 gosse de flowerfell , il manque aussi TOUS LES PUTINS DE PERSO DE WHISPERFELL , et aussi Diem , mais bon de 1 j’avais totalement oublier tes 2 bout de cou romanesco >o< alors que pourtant je les ai  déja dessiner en plus >o<  pour Diem , quand j ai commencer le dessin ils n’exister pas puis après c'étais la pls parce-que tu l avais inventer et il y avais pas de place(t’inquiète je le dessinerais lui aussi >w<) , puis après tu m’as sortit tous tes persos whisperfell et j’était la aussi en pls parce-que ben pas de place ;w; du coup il y as que Papyrus grilby et frisk parce-que ils exister au moment ou j’ai commencer le dessin~ (mais je ferrait tes persos de whisperfell t’inquiète )J AI AUSSI FAIT DES FAIL ! regarde pas la veste de Timer ou j’ai oublier ces rayure jaune ni même Soléne ou j’ai voulue remplacer l’orange clair par du rose et ou j’ai oublier le tablier , et regarde pas Sansy c’est celle la que j’ai baver et que du coup on as impression qu’elle pleur , et oui c’est bien elle qui s’est fait insultée mais qui sourit car elel sais qu’elle va se venger (c’est toi qui l’as dit pas moi) ET AUSSI J AI OUBLIER LA FLEUR SUR LA VESTE DE SANS MAIS FAIT PAS ATTENTION A CA OK >o< 

j’espère que tu aimera quand même ;v; j’avais tellement peur de pas le finir a temps que je m’y était pris vachement en avance . je me suis tellement acharner dessus >w< 

Et tous ça parce que tu est une superbe amis exceptionnelle (omg je me souviendrait toujours de comment on s’est rencontrer avec moi qui sans respect a fait un même de Timer qui pense que au sex x”D )

BREF JE TE SOUHAITE UN BON ANNIVERSAIRE >w< et plein de réussite dans ta vie >w< que tu fasse ce que tu aime car tu as du tallent , BON je suis mauvaise pour les mot et pour m’exprimer correctement mais voila je te souhaite de la joie et du bonheur dans ta vie petite patate OWO/ 

[shiontsukino]

Capitulo 1 (Soul of the golden rose , AU Undertale)

Un comienzo en la superficie

En la tarde se apreciaba en aquellos lugares de manera pacifica removiéndose las hojas de los arboles de modo sereno produciendo un sonido de lluvia, había una extraña tranquilidad que se notaba detrás de los ruidos de la naturaleza, bajando el sol poco a poco teñía el cielo de anaranjado, despejándose las nubes para acompañar al sol en su despedida, en ese atardecer le recordaba tanto al oro, ya que las nubes eran doradas y hermosas, en ese atardecer le transmitía la calma dentro de su alma. Una chica de cabello cortos y cabello castaño oscuro y ojos dorados y brillantes caminaba en un tranquilo pueblo que aparentemente se disfrazaba de un lugar conflictivo, aquella chica que andaba con suma pasividad por las calles fue empujada por los hombros que la tomo desprevenida, cayendo al suelo y ensuciando su vestido blanco como el marfil, aquella llevaba un collar que colgaba de su cuello de forma que el dije de corazón dorado bailaba por el movimiento de su cuerpo. Con la cabeza baja y el rostro escondido entre sus mechones de pelo, corrió antes de oír al sujeto aproximarse a ella, sin parar seguía con la cabeza mirando al piso. Un are de gran misterio se propago en su alma y en el exterior adentrándose sin que ella se diera cuenta a un bosque, un lugar que, de forma inesperada guardaba un secreto difícil de imaginar, aquel lugar tan ambiguo y tranquilo de daba una sensación...

de miedo de que algo iba a pasar y que de un modo daría un giro inesperado a la vida de ella, sus pensamientos no reaccionaban a la realidad, el impulso de correr aun la mantenía a flote ya que escapaba de aquella persona tomo la extremidad superior, con solo imaginarlo y pensarlo hacia un enruedo en su mente, se derrumbo en el suelo húmedo, pero después... No sintió la tierra que cubría sus rodillas, comenzó a sentir un aterrizaje, un cambio de oxigeno y presión que se sometía en toda su cara, sentía libertad y sus pensamientos que eran un enruedo, ahora se sentían como la redención, y después de eso, quedo en silencio permanente.

Los minutos pasaron e incluso tal vez horas, ella comenzaba a despertar quedando en un montículo de rosas doradas que eran hermosas en apariencia aun con sus ojos, desprendieron un extraño polen invadiendo el lugar donde se encontraba de color plata que daba como reacción química en el ojo izquierdo teñirse de un rojo oscuro, ella no lo había notado , pero le daba reacción incomoda. Pero no solamente la propago en el exterior, también en su interior sentía una sensacional indescriptible.

Levantándose del suelo lentamente colocando sus palmas entre las rosas, se reincorporo para ver el lugar donde residía, pero no ayudo de mucho ya que estaba oscuro como la noche y muy poca luz venia de arriba de su cabeza. Frisk empezó a dar pasos débiles para continuar con su recorrido llegando a una gran puerta en forma de arco romano en el cual dos estatuas se apreciaban entre los extremos, tenían la fisionomía de un ángel y al otro lado de un aterrador demonio con los ojos mas profundos que jamas haya visto. Ella se empezaba a cuestionar si traspaso la otra vida, tal vez tenia que escoger entre su destino, o alguien la guiaría entre el bien y el mal. Ignoro aquellos pensamientos y se cuestiono su situación verdadera, debía de seguir continuando se encontró con una silueta que se veía en lo lejos de la oscuridad, pero entre mas se acercaba era la forma de una cabra con cuernos sobresaliendo en cada lado de su cráneo, y sus ojos de manera profunda se clavaban en ella, el ambiente comenzó a sentirse tenso.

Al estar a solo metros de distancia entendió su brazo para dar a entender con mímica que se acercara a el, haciendo caso a sus intentos de comunicación el deseo la consumía y se apoderaba de ella y en menos de un segundo cayo ante el como si de una marioneta se tratara, algo caliente se derramaba en ella interrumpiendo aquel momento pero no de una manera disgusto.

-Bienvenida, al parecer eres nueva por estos lugares, me presento... Mi nombre es Asriel Dremur, déjame explicarte ciertas cosas básicas, me lo permites, humano? -Decidió hablar y envolverla con sus palabras como una melodía.

en esos instante solo una llama de color azulado con negro salio de la palma de la mano de asriel que se lo lanzaba a una gran velocidad , Frisk reaccionando a aquella actitud tan solo trato de cubrirse pero era tarde ...la llama fue cayendo en ella muriendo y en eso todo estar en un profundo limbo en donde se apreciaba una estrella dorado y en el otro lado estaba otra pero de un color rojo sangre , mirándose un letrero que desiea Que elijes, lo correcto es donde te dará una oportunidad y la otra te llevara a tu inevitable descanso eterno pensando frisk al leer viendo ambos colores dio un paso , aun que una gota se resbalaba entre su frente con algo de nerviosismo en esos instante solo una llama de color azulado con negro salio de la palma de la mano de asriel que se lo lanzaba a una gran velocidad , Frisk reaccionando a aquella actitud tan solo trato de cubrirse pero era tarde ...la llama fue cayendo en ella muriendo y en eso todo estar en un profundo limbo en donde se apreciaba una estrella dorado y en el otro lado estaba otra pero de un color rojo sangre , mirándose un letrero que desiea Que elijes, lo correcto es donde te dará una oportunidad y la otra te llevara a tu inevitable descanso eterno pensando frisk al leer viendo ambos colores dio un paso , aun que una gota se resbalaba entre su frente con algo de nerviosismo

Asriel al ver aquello comenzaba a reír con levedad , colocando su mirada neutral ante su contraria que solo andaba con miedo y llena de nervios pero eso se iba desvaneciendo cada vez mas , levantándose y acercase un poco pero en eso el solo ya se había desvanesido entre la oscuridad sintiendo algo de desepsion ante aquello por alguna razón siguiendo ...

ecorriendo aquel lugar oscuro llegaba a otra puerta igual que la anterior pero en esta eran rosas doradas denuevo que estaban entre alrededor del arco como una o dos mariposas de aquel mismo tono sintiendo algo de extrañeza del por que habían en ese lugar ecorriendo aquel lugar oscuro llegaba a otra puerta igual que la anterior pero en esta eran rosas doradas denuevo que estaban entre alrededor del arco como una o dos mariposas de aquel mismo tono sintiendo algo de extrañeza del por que habían en ese lugar

acercándose a ellos, había una barandilla tirada a lo largo de la cerca mas cercana a una rana gigante con los ojos totalmente obscuros y en medio de sus pupilas en blanco puro se fijaba en ella, comenzó a dar pasos largos, parece que sabia su intención de recogerla entonces comenzó a correr para recogerla antes que el sapo hiciera algo al respecto, lo tomo y en la poca distancia que le quedaba el uno al otro la impulso a golpearlo, pero antes de que el choque metálico que producir por el impacto otra flama salio de la nada, oyéndose una voz femenina, lo cual le sorprendió a Frisk.

[rafael1325]

L'histoire de Energiatale

Energiatale se passe dans un AU où frisk est une fille et est adultes quand elle arrive dans les souterrains Elle fait La run pacifistes et commence à sortir avec Sans après quelques années à la surface avec tous les monstres frisk tomba enceinte de son première enfant il salissez de Dijo une petite squelette avec les yeux Rose cinq ans plus tard frisk tombe à nouveau enceinte mais cette fois Si c'était des Jumeaux Break et Mao tout se passer bien jusqu'au jour où le AU fut attaqué par Omega erreur une version alternatif maléfique et extrêmement puissante de erreur classique frisk et Sans et tous les habitants de cette univers furent tués les seuls survivants fure Dijo Break et Mao ils furent les seuls survivants par le faite que ils été des demi monstre et demie humain Dijo malgré son jeune âge décida de prendre ces deux petits frères de les emmener en sécurité dans un autre AU voilà c'est l'histoire de mon AU dsl pour les fautes d'orthographe

[the-archivists-plus-one]

People probably won’t see this but, y’all, give me some

Character options-

~Sanders Sides~

Roman Sanders

Patton Sanders

Logan Sanders

Virgil Sanders

Janus Sanders

Remus Sanders

~ATLA~

Sokka

(I have not drawn any other ATLA characters before but I will be willing to try Katara, Toph, Aang, Zuko, Azula, Ty Lee, Mai, and Suki)

~FNF~

Boyfriend

Girlfriend

Pico

Senpai

Skid (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Pump (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Lemon Demon (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

~MLB/Miraculous Ladybug~

Adrien Agreste/Cat Noir

Marinette Dupain-Chang/Ladybug

Alya Césaire

Nino Lahiffe (Maybe? Haven’t tried)

Nathaniel Kurtzberg (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Marc Anceil (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Luka Couffaine (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Juleka Couffaine (Maybe? Haven’t tried)

Rose Lavillant (Maybe? Haven’t tried)

~Hamilton~

Alexander Hamilton

John Laurens

Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Phillip Hamilton

Eliza Schuyler

Angelica Schuyler

Peggy Schuyler

Thomas Jefferson (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

~Undertale~

Frisk

Chara

Sans

Toriel (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

{Will do basically any AU}

~Dear Evan Hansen~

Evan Hansen

Heidi Hansen (Haven’t drawn but I’m pretty sure I can)

Connor Murphy (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Zoe Murphy (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Alana Beck (Haven’t drawn but I’m pretty sure I can)

Jared Kleinman (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

~FNAF~

Willain Afton

Micheal Afton

Elizabeth Afton

C.C. (Golden Freddy’s spirit along with Cassidy)

Mrs. Afton

Jeremy Fitzgerald (FNAF 2 Nightguard)

Charlie Emily (Puppet/Marionette’s spirit)

Henry Emily

Cassidy (Golden Freddy’s spirit along with C.C.)

Gabriel (Freddy’s Spirit)

Susie (Chica’s spirit)

Jeremy (Bonnie’s spirit)

Fritz (Foxy’s spirit)

~TTS/RTA/Tangled the Series/Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure~

Varian

Cassandra (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Rapunzel (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Moonstone Cassandra (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Moonstone! Varian (I just find him neat ^^)

Eugene! (I have figured out how to draw him! Warning: Don’t have much practice)

~MHA~

Denki Kaminari (Warning: Don’t have much practice

Kyoka Jiro (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Ochaco Uraraka (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Izuku Midorya (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Momo Yaoyorozu (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Dabi (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Touya Todoroki (Warning: Don’t have much practice)

Eri (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Shoto Todoroki (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Yuga Aoyama (Haven’t drawn but I’m pretty sure I can)

~Invader Zim~

Dib Membrane

Zim

Gaz Membrane

Tak (Haven’t drawn but I know I can)

Gir

(I haven’t tried drawing any other characters but I am willing to)

Keep in mind that any characters I do not draw from certain fandoms listed is because I need work on skills (Such as drawing hair etc.) to draw that character that I do not have yet.

Now on to ships!

Ships I will not do-

~Sanders Sides~

RemRom (Do I even need to say anything)

~ATLA~

Azula x Zuko (Do I even need to say anything)

Sokka x Katara (DO I EVEN NEED TO SAY ANYTHING)

Ty Lee x Sokka

~FNF~

Lemon Demon x ANYONE

Skid x ANYONE (He is a child)

Pump x ANYONE (He. Is. A. Child.)

~MLB/Miraculous Ladybug~

Luka x Juleka (DO. I. NEED. TO. SAY-)

~Hamilton~

Phillip x ANYONE (Since I didn’t include Theodosia and there is no one else I would ship him with, for obvious reasons)

ANY OF THE SCHUYLER SISTERS SHIPPED TOGETHER (DO. I. NEED. TO-)

~Undertale~

Sans x Frisk

Sans x Chara

~Dear Evan Hansen~

Heidi x ANYONE

Connor x Zoe (DO. I. NEED-)

~FNAF~

ANY OF THE AFTON FAMILY SHIPPED TOGETHER (DO. I-)

ANY OF THE MISSING CHILDREN SHIPPED WITH ANYONE (They are children)

Elizabeth x ANYONE (She is a child)

C.C. x ANYONE (He is a child)

Charlie x ANYONE (She is a child)

~TTS/RTA/Tangled the Series/Rapunzel’s Tangled Adventure~

None! Out of the characters I provided ofc

Cassandra x Varian is kinda weird tho, since they have an 8 year age difference

~MHA~

Dabi x ANYONE

Eri x ANYONE (She is a child)

~Invader Zim~

Gir x anyone (Just kinda weird since he acts like a chaotic 5 year old)

ZaDr (I am sorry I just really prefer them as enemies or friends. So, I am fine with ZaDf and ZaDe)

That’s it y’all! Bye!

art ask meme: character + emoji

have your followers send in a character + an emoji and then draw them!!

🐾: draw a character with their favorite animal 🏳️‍🌈: draw a character with pride flags for their sexual and/or gender orientation (either cannon or headcannon) 😈: draw a character as a demon 😇: draw a character as an angel ❤️: draw a character pining 🌸: draw a character with flowers that match their personality 🎂: draw a character celebrating their birthday 🌙: draw a character with a celestial theme 👾: draw a character using pixel art 🗯: draw a character in a comic book style 🔲: draw a character in a minimalist style 🎡: draw a character at a fair 💍: draw a character reacting to being proposed to 🌳: draw a character napping under a tree 👯‍♂️: draw a character in a playboy bunny outfit 🎃: draw a character in a halloween costume 👗: draw a character in a sundress 👘: draw a character in a kimono, a hanbok, or any traditional clothing 🎩: draw a character in fancy wear 👙: draw a character in swimwear 🕷: draw a character reacting to a spider 🌧: draw a character out in the rain 🌊: draw a character at the ocean 🗡: draw a character as if they were in a rpg/dnd character 🛌: draw two or more characters sleeping next to each other 🃏: draw a character as a tarot card 👑: draw a character as royalty

[undertastes]

Ref’s de 

Lycoris!Frisk - Rose!Chara Poppy!Sans - Violet!Pappyrus

Nota: Olvide pasar la altura de Sans y Paps a metros, igual no creo que importe mucho en si eso no es una traduccion XD

Autor: @blinddetermination Traducción: Enma578