#UT ocs

[iknkeli]

kidnapping gone wrong :0

Crow belongs to @itsxroxannex

[itsxroxannex]

Slash was lost there for a sec, he's stressed out that he forgot Silver was there too

Slash and Silver belong to me

[artlexyeah]

Two versions of the amalgam with the seven souls of children is Omegamet. (2 was drawn before Undertale Yellow)

A strange fact - my first version of the Soul of Justice in the form of Amalgam was the most evil and aggressive. She called everyone with a cry and chased after the one who came to the laboratory

[scorchrend]

undertale freedom has fishing (fun for the whole family)

[brute-luvr]

Ink!Gaster - Scribe

Basics

Ink!Gaster, goes by Scribe

12’0

Lanky, lean

Former god and creator

Retired as his soul can’t sustain any more creation

Can be used for any reason, with any au, and linked to any story. (Just tag me, i’d love to see!)

Lore under cut

He began as a creator who couldn’t resist the urge to bring worlds to life. He was once a scientist—curious, brilliant, and maybe a little too ambitious. He discovered that by pouring fragments of his own soul into his creations, he could craft entire AUs, monsters, and relics within the ever-shifting realm of the Doodlesphere. But there was a catch. Every creation left him weaker, cracks forming along his body, leaking vibrant streams of color and ink that never quite healed.

As Scribe stretched himself thinner and thinner, his form grew unstable, his magic harder to control. His jacket, once clean, became a chaotic mess of splatters and smears—a symbol of the many worlds and beings he’d breathed life into. His eye, constantly shifting in rainbow hues, is the only part of him still brimming with the same fierce energy he started with, though even that flickers now, a reminder of the power he’s both lost and wielded.

Eventually, his body couldn’t handle the strain anymore. Each crack threatened to break him apart, and he had to make a choice: give up creating or risk losing himself entirely. He chose to step back, letting go of the active role he once had in shaping worlds. Now, he lingers in the shadows of the Doodlesphere, watching over the worlds he once cared for, half-forgotten but still present for those who know where to look.

Scribe is no longer a god or even a creator in the traditional sense. He’s more of a wandering storyteller, a faded legend wrapped in color and ink. He whispers guidance to those who listen, influencing the edges of stories he once would have leapt to shape. Every now and then, a piece of him, a swirl of color or a quiet spark, finds its way into a new world, a soft reminder of a creator who gave everything he had to his art.

Losing pieces of his soul had an affect on him more than just his form. His mental state is also unstable, making him more cynical sometimes. He has no regulator, meaning what would previously have been a very wholesome experiment devolves into cruel, inhumane experiments or nightmares. Not all the time, of course, just when the mood strikes him.

(Inktale of course belongs to @comyet)

Art

3. starlikeswomen on discord

[bokzbandeet]

Im bored so i decide to make these, don't mind me👅👅

Yeah, made a sprite just because im curious how you guy's sansona looked like if they were a sprite but im pretty sure you guys can make this better than me

Stripe- @iknkeli

Daft- @fuzart

Quill- me

[omero-megane]

Doodle on magma I didn’t post

[rainbowscones]

Undertale oc doodles

[n04hs-art]

I love my Yuri skeleton

Practice drawing w my oc ❤️

[iknkeli]

the bad time trio wearing a skirt !! (except I play favourites)

(How do I break this to you Kills...)

Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios

Killer belongs to Rahafwabas

Dust/Murder belongs to Ask-dusttale

[itsxroxannex]

Literally me when i see a spider 👁️

Slash belongs to me

[artlexyeah]

Alex and Clover use FLIRT ( ͡°з ͡°)

[kiweegamez]

Twyla Cachée (Part 2/2 of the Amber Virus!)

CW: BODY HORROR, also really bad animatic as I had to use my damn finger. So I’ve been holding this one back for a bit. And I will never finish this choppy as animatic lol.

(Rip poorly drawn and designed Lust)

Twyla Cachée is an anomaly originating from the UnderLust Au! She was a very up there performer, usually dancing in highly regarded venues. Along with being allusive, she is rather sly and cunning. She usually catches onto bullshit quickly and will just play along to reveal it at the worst time possible for the other person, so in other words she likes ‘toying’ with manipulative people. However now with the infection she tends to lash out more and becomes spaced out from bright lights (moth much?).

Twyla had broken through into the anti-void by accident one day through a secret rift in an alley way, wandering the anti-void they had found a rift revealing a secluded forest, with a distant ionic featured temple. Slowly wandering towards it from curiosity wandering if it was a sanctum of sorts, given there were creatures running around freely. Entering the temple they had come across Iliad, thinking it was strange at first as she had seemed awfully expectant for a visitor. Giving Twyla a tour through the rather looked after temple, despite the beautiful vegetation blooming in some areas. Seeing the drape over Iliad’s eye sockets they had questioned it only to be responded with that ‘it was part of her culture’ so they didn’t push further, since they didn’t know when or where they were. Yet the more they were around Iliad the more they noticed something was off, still playing along for their safety eventually the sun was starting to set. As Twyla mentioned this to Iliad, she seemed disheartened her overall demeanour dampening. Yet Twyla wanted to confirm one last thing, quickly lifting the drape, revealing her usual face, the sunlight hitting her eye sockets resulting in her infection to go rampant in the moment. Quickly batting Twyla down like a wild animal, getting toyed with like they were nothing. Eventually knocking their soul out, slowly piercing it as Iliad sunk her teeth into the bottom, their soul turning from white to a tainted yellow.

Twyla struggles with the infection at first, often giving them ‘head-splitting’ headaches. Transfiguring their horns into mandibles, and splitting their skull. However, this doesn’t stop Twyla returning to UnderLust, still performing until they were found out. (Animatic) Twyla seems mostly annoyed or stuck to their phone now, hiding in different au’s where they deem suitable for themselves. Twyla’s tail can easily hook and drag things, being surprisingly sturdy, and given their claws are thicker on their hands than their feet they can do a reasonable amount of damage. (Also similar to Iliad, Twyla only walks on the front of their feet, but this is caused from excessive wearing of high heel boots or using their feet to push more.)

how act when triggered + how it’s triggered:

Twyla’s main infection probably has the worst spot, the centre of their rib cage, resulting in the eye at the front. (It remains inside their ecto-body) Twyla will often wear accessories over this area but cannot cover it as not only can they feel it, but they also partially see through it, so the accessories are to not only disguise it, but also to deflect attention. The virus caused their eye-sockets to turn amber colour, the pale yellow ombré seems to faintly resemble their ‘pupils’. Their vision is affected by this, yet compared to Iliad their infection is much more insect like.

To trigger their infection direct prolonged eye contact must be made with the hidden eye in their chest. Resulting in the immediate opening of their skull and neck vertebrae, dropping to all fours, their belly up, as they get ready to snatch you with their mandible horns, which can decapitate. In the neck vertebrae there is a stinger (don’t ask how it fits because I don’t know) this will lodge into the victim, also acting like hook if they are eating, (it looks seriously fucked up when they eat when the virus is triggered.) the teeth along the mouth are retractable to disguise better, also if provoked emotionally the skull will slightly split so the eye inside the skull can see more clearly. A warning sign can usually be Twyla starting to tap their foot, their tail lashes towards itself, or their skull starts to creak. Also for funnies, their eye sockets glow. Twyla cannot handle the cold at all, and has a irrational fear of nutcrackers.

[scorchrend]

buncha utf stuff i did and forgot to post

[lemm-moxx]

more utmv oc art cuz i physically cant finish my normal stuff (also 2 w.i.ps (CW FOR GORE ON ONE OF THEM) (that i had to stop because of the DAMN POWERcwCUT!!!!!!!))

[brewingcoffi]

Sorry Lads’ for havin’ a vacation at Davy Jone’s Locker, aye’ shit just got real.

So yeah— Poster of Abyssal Depth (Coming near Jamejolt/JJJ)