#cycleverse

[ask-sibverse]

So I saw this dress on Twitter and it fits harem AU!Bella in very good ways. So yeah I spent like several hours drawing this. (My twitter feed is skeletons, cats, and clothes. And more skeletons) (Im currently working on updating sibverse, harem AU, and *hopefully* Flowers in Bloom, so expect updates soon!)

[cycle-verse]

Cycle!Dream - The Scales of Justice

Height: 6 foot 1 inch

LV: 9

Physical Strength: Very high

Weapons: Longbow, Dual Swords, Staff of Positivity

*Check: Secretly called the Warlord among the council

Dream is not considered a prince. He does not stand behind Nightmare as such. Rather, he stands next to Nightmare as a judge. Those who die by Dream's hand are killed for a reason, and those who are saved have a reason for redemption. This is why Dream is considered the Scales of Justice

There are a few important things about Dream, but the most important is that he will hunt you down if you have not met the justice you deserve. He's especially fond of killing abusers and the like, so make sure you watch your back if you're one of those...

When not using his weapons, Dream will use brute force. He may not look strong, but he can pick up Cross and Nightmare at the same time(plus a third person if he really tried). He trains both for strength and accuracy and feels that he can never be the best, but wants to be.

Ecto

Unfortunately, Dream has a condition where his ecto will summon neutral if he uses any form of magic. This can be summoning his bow, creating his arrows, or when he holds his staff.

It will only form neutral, but that does not stop the danger. Ecto can still be damaged, and it may hold together certain injuries, but damaging ecto can damage other things, from nerves to internal systems.

Weapons

Dream has multiple weapons, each with its own abilities.

The Staff of Positivity is a powerful weapon. It gets stronger as Dream does, and while it does have magical projections, these are only for show. Dream will make these disappear in battle and use the staff like a bo staff. It currents positivity through anyone that it hits, which can be a bad combination since it will daze someone with said positivity.

Dream's nickname for the original form of his staff is "that old stick".

Dream's Longbow is a work of art by itself. He has pinpoint accuracy with it, and there is nothing he can't strike. The type of arrow does not matter, but if someone else were to try and hold the bow without Dream's permission, they would seem clumsy with it, not hitting their target like they wish to. Even so, Dream is the only one that can split the bow into his dual short swords.

Arrows are an important pair with the bow. This is what his arrows of positivity look like, but Dream will often carve his own arrows out of wood in order to conserve magic and hope to prevent his condition kicking in.

Dream's dual short swords are very important in Dream's close-up combat. His bow splits into them, and he treats them more like daggers than swords, but they are still deadly. They have the ability to current positivity like the staff does, but Dream chooses to never do this due to his condition, and the much higher risk that close-up combat would prove.

[seertale]

As a return, I have two things!

My wonderful friend @star-gamerxox and I have an ongoing project, a multiverse called CycleVerse

Along with it, I have drawn Cycle!Nightmare. Please enjoy him.

Also remember that asks for certain characters are open, and the list is attached to the masterpost, but also feel free to ask specific things about pir characters! Just make sure we know they're pointed to us.

[jarlshall]

Alric Lightsworn

A native to the eternal city of Hydris, Alric Lightsworn is the younger brother of Bjorn. Without either of his parents around, Alric was left to his own devices for most of his early life. Time which he largely spent fighting anyone who insulted him for his lack of parents.

From a young age Alric was a skilled brawler, which made it easy for him to join a jarl's band when he came of age. What might have been an easy life of fighting for gold and glory changed in an instant in his first real battle against the orcs. Reduced to fighting for his life with his fists, he found that they crackled with lightning.

Jarl Haakon, a skilled Spirit mage in his own right, immediately took Alric as an apprentice and taught him how to harness the power of the elements like any Hydrisian mystic. The war magic came easily to his aggressive personality and rumors abounded that he would be the old Haakon's successor.

But fate was not done with him yet. The first full moon after another battle with the orcs left him with a nasty surprise - he had contracted lycanthropy.

He barely had time to find Bjorn before they were both driven from the city by Haakon and his men. Which is where our story begins...

(Art by the phenomenal @thelastpilot)

[jarlshall]

Itsa me, Jarl. Gonna bring this over to the OC side blog since its relevant.

The elves are divided up into cultures based on their particular expertise of the five elements of magic.

The elves of the North, the Kwaycha, are masters of Mind - divination and illusion. One grandmaster of Mind is chosen to lead them as Sapa Kwaycha, based on their spiritual might.

The western elves, the Denosan Confederacy are the old friends of the Green, the element of change. Seven tribes, each divided three more, make up their people.

The swamp elves, the Magoean, learned from their homes the balance between life and death, and are peerless healers through their expertise in Body.

Tower Elves, the Tereshi, command a peerless skill over Spirit, the magic of war. Their grand alliance - the Dodecopolis - are comprised of twelve inviolate city states.

The elves of the East, Ulkan, hidden in jungle cities, the star gazers and veil tearers. Their knowledge of the hidden ways of the Grey has kept their civilization concealed and detached for untold centuries.

Humanity has four rough groupings, uniform to an outsider, but hiding tremendous depth.

Hydris, the people of the north. Master sailors, ferocious traders, famous mercenaries. Broadly they're split into the Fjordlings, isolated valley towns and nomadic shepherds, the Painted Men, who stand in the shadow of the ancient dwarf holds and remain close to the Green, and the Trueborn, those from the city of Hydris itself and its heartlands.

Citalens, them of the great southern Republic. Primarily the people of Inras Cital, there are roughly two dozen lesser Citals formed together as the Allies. Provinces beyond the peninsula have taken on aspects of this culture, but a wealth of differences remain.

The Fells. Tattooed nature worshipers, which is about all they share in common across their twenty four historical realms, split apart by low mountains, rivers, and ancient woods. A land of druids and poetry.

Magnia, the old Sun Empire, now known as the Hundred Kingdoms. The three founding kingdoms of Angromar, Neustre, and Royal Meadth have been joined by four other kingdoms. Two mighty horse nomads tribal federations dwell across the Thundering Plains to its southern reaches

The Telent, jungle city states organized into a grand triple alliance after Citalen aggression. Little but the rain forest, fear of the west, and homage to the spirits unites them.

And, of course, the dwarves - known collectively as the Maldranak. Ever since the homeland was lost a millennium ago, the dwarves fled and put roots where they could. And where they built their new halls, they interacted with their neighbors and were changed - thus becoming the Alloys.

One branch settled near the Magnians and became the Gold Dwarves. Nobility came to them with patronage, and knights sought their skill in weapon crafting. The Gold Dwarves became renown for fine detail and filigrees, masters at working the metals that gleamed and shimmered like the sun and moon.

Another settled in the Rusty Mountains beside Cital. The plentiful iron that gave the mountains their name and hue gave them plenty of practice in the working of steel and iron. Now, the foundries of the Steel Dwarves burn hotter and their metal is the strongest of all the continent.

Wrathful and distrustful, one band headed west and settled in the Gray Sentinels. They dug deeper than any of the others and scorned the company of their Denosan neighbors who balked at their razing of woodland. With vampires to the south and burned bridges to the north, the Bronze Dwarves have turned their craft fully to the pursuit of war.

The Deep Root mountains between Magnia and Telent had promise, but more than ore and darkness dwelled in those depths. The Obsidian Dwarves were known for their work in glass and stone and architecutre, but it did not save them. Their halls stand empty, their people scattered to the other holds.

Last and newest of the Maldranak are the Reforged. A century or two ago, growing fearful of a darkening world, Gold dwarves gathered an army from the other holds and enlisted the aid of Hydris to reclaim the original homeland. Built of all other dwarf holds and influenced by Hydris, these dwarves gather the skill and wisdom of the others, surpassing them in all but their specialties.

Making every other fantasy race except for humans a monoculture isn't just lazy, but actively robbing yourself of a wealth of story depth. Give them cultures with distinct nuances about things a human would have no idea about. Elves whose invisible and extremely nuanced cultural cues are not only incredibly subtle, but vary from one elven line to another, so something that would be considered a remarkably tactful and delicate choice in one elven house would be an atrocious insult in another.

Goblin clan feuds about The Sacred Bug - they all agree that this specific species of beetle is sacred to the Goblin Gods, but the question is whether it is taboo to eat it, or whether it would be blasphemy to not eat this bug that was specifically gifted to goblinkind by the gods. Can You Eat The Bug -wars are torrid affairs that can last generations. There's a theory that there are two different goblin gods who appear as the same one, and have deliberately given their own respective clans contradictory instructions about the bug just to fuck with them. Everyone who has ever asked a goblin about this theory has been bit.

Dwarves who have different regional measures for different ground depths. There's a confusion within a construction crew digging a new tunnel with some of the foreign builders using words like "first cracks deep" for something that's not a measure that's in use in the dwarvish universal metric system. And then it turns out that different dwarves from different areas are used to different kinds of bedrock that cracks at different levels, and they also disagree with each other about how deep is "first cracks deep".

And the Mason Master of the projct throws his pickaxe in the tunnel wall in frustration and goes "alright the next one of you to say some utter fucking hillbilly bullshit gets their ass beat so bad that your mother's beard falls off."

[zu-is-here]

Update! We've changed midwife Ink into CycleVerse, and I've started work on designs for the characters

Nightmare alone has taken me over 65 hours...

Oh my! Σ੧(❛□❛✿) Please, take care of yourself (ówò) And thank you for the update, take your time here ♡

UPD:

You really did such a great work on him (both of them)! *^* And it was worth it╰(*´︶`*)╯

[commonguttersnipe]

Hot Take (I think?): Bicycle Repairman is a canon alternate version of Superman

Into the Cycleverse…

[jarlshall]

Alric and Bjorn, two of my most important main characters and brothers to boot! The story opens with Alric on the run from home, having learned at the same time as his former friends that he had become a werewolf.

Without any hesitation, Bjorn joined his brother in his flight and the story begins...

Newest commission finished for @jarl-deathwolf with their characters Bjorn (left, brown cloak) and Alric (right, blue cloak)! It was a total pleasure to work with these guys and I am honestly VERY pleased with how it turned out! The little 'windows' in the back were a fun touch!

My Commissions - keep an eye out for when I'm open, and follow @pilotdraws for all art all the time

[ask-sibverse]

Harem AU Error is such a Mama's boy but to be fair Array is awesome

[ask-sibverse]

*stares at harem AU Error* omfg he's such a momma's boy

[ask-sibverse]

Can we know more about the consorts in harem? Do they have roles? Can we get from the favorite to the least?

Very few of the harem has actual official "roles," although that's more to the nature of why they're in the harem.

On Reve (Dream)'s side his two most "favored" consorts would probably be Ink and Blue. Blue was a royal guard who had to quit due to an injury, and Ink was a child who had grown up in the castle alongside Reve. In all honesty Reve would marry either or both, but an archaic rule is that the royal family can only marry non-nobility with approval from the majority of the kingdom's noble families aaaaand they've been fighting over that for the last decade. Blue's main "job" would probably be keeping Ink out of trouble.

Tied to second would probably be Killer, Dust, Axe, and Error (whom I keep forgetting to mention because bitch get out of your tower and talk to people). Killer and Dust were friends with the current Emperors since their teenage years, and when issues handling their LV forced them to quit, Dream officially made them a part of the harem so they would have access to the best medical care in the kingdom (and because they were all quietly pining for each other.) Axe is a refugee from the famine and general disaster of the Horror Kingdom, having arrived around 8-9 years ago with his two brothers, Hōra and Vega (sibverse Horrortale variants). He helps Kumo manage the castle staff and kitchens. Error is from a tribe of similar skeletons overseas. A few years ago, foreign traders raided his area to capture monsters to sell as slaves. Error had been "gifted" to Dream to gain favor, but slavery was already made illegal by that point. With no way to return home Dream made him a consort and keeps an eye out for news of any of his missing family. He doesn't have an official duty, but he does make clothes for the Emperors and harem, when Ink isn't bothering him.

On Nox's (Nightmare) side Mari is the favorite hands down. She was gifted to the royal family as a child (when slavery was legal) and the twins' mother took a shine to her, working to free the girl and raising her as though she was being trained to be the future Empress. She assists Nox and Reve with all of the duties an Empress would fulfill, staff and event organization, dealings with nobility of the Apple kingdom, and raising the Emperors' siblings and wards (there are currently no heirs from either Emperor.) Second to her would be Swad and Killer. Swad was...well without spoilers he was a slave owned by the previous emperor that Night found after his death and fell in love with. (Harem AU Swad is closer in personality to how he behaves in the far future of sibverse due to Plot Reasons rather than the common portrayal of Swad). He is still recovering from things both magical and physical the previous Emperor did to him, and as such does not have any duties.

"Lower ranked" would be Yuki, although that's because he's a prickly bastard no matter what timeline (affectionate). Yuki fled the war in Ukiyo with his brother, Kumo, because he refused to lead a war he could clearly see Ukiyo would not win. He bartered for safety for himself and his brother with the strict requirement that neither of them be required to serve in a military. The next best thing was adding Yuki as a consort and allowing Kumo to serve as matron/head of staff (which he's very good at).

And now we have Kage and Yume on Reve's side, lol

[star-gamerxox]

Saw Seer post one about fade (and cycleverse- which you should totally check out, it’s our roleplay turned universe-)

And I thought hey! I can do this too!

Send me character(s) and a letter and I’ll write you a minific!

A. Fire, flames, or excessive heat. B. Under cover of darkness. C. A moment’s respite. D. Subtle kindnesses. E. Sharing a drink. F. An absent look or touch. G. A fistfight. H. Someone’s greatest fear. I. Broken glass. J. When words aren’t enough. K. On the edge of consciousness. L. A stolen kiss. M. When it rains/snows/storms. N. The color green. O. The stars or space. P. While driving or in/around a car. Q. One missed call. R. A deafening sound. S. Music [send a song or a lyric] T. An obscure AU. U. Coming home. V. An abandoned or empty place. W. Waiting impatiently for something. X. A flash of anger. Y. Tears. Z. [Make up your own]

(inspired by this)

[ask-sibverse]

Alright so cycleverse (harem timeline) finally has a fic!

[cycle-verse]

After leaving the room, Dream headed downstairs, and the first thing he heard was a voice.

“Uncle dream? How’s dad?” Gradient asked, his phone in his hand but his hands shaking.

"He'll be ok... no need to worry..."

“I’m just… if dad is hurt then papa and Stain hurt too and… PJ is driving me mad and I just want to call him but I can’t,” he didn’t say who he wanted to call but it was obvious that this person was a comfort to him.

"What makes you think you can't...? I'm here to help you guys, make sure everything stays in order..."

“Because my phone isn’t track proof and I’ve already been seen by one of HIS lackeys, entering outertale,” he frowned, “I’ve been texting him since Stain isn’t here to help me and I just… it’s getting late and Stain will probably stay with dad and…” he was rambling, panicking, but it was common knowledge how he was nearly codependent on his brother.

He sighed softly before moving to take gently Gradient's face in his hands, "Hey, hey... it's ok... do you want to go up and see Ink and Stain...? Leave me to take care of everyone...?"

“But I’m supposed to take care of them too… I’m the only one PJ listens to when they’re being mean… I…” he’d always been like this, trying to be the caretaker, and with growing suspicion of memories it would at least help it make more sense as neither parents ever put that weight on him.

"Gradient, please... it's ok to take a break... just take a deep breath, ok...?"

“I can’t take a break! I thought I could and then Dad got hurt! I need to protect my family, I can’t lose anyone else,” and that confirmed it, that he remembered the girls because he hadn’t lost anyone else. “I can’t fail again,” and may it be mentioned he was literally a baby then. “I’m the one who helps Print with their homework because they can’t read, I’m the one who Bluescreen hangs off of while they need to run around, I’m the one that stops PJ from being mean… I’m the one that helps Stain with his nightmares when he’s scared to wake up our parents… I can’t just… stop,” so much on his shoulders that his parents likely didn’t even know he did.

"And I'm right here... I can help Print, and Screen, and I can handle PJ... you need to go be with your parents and brother... know they're ok... because you deserve that pleasure..."

“I…” he hid his face against Dream. Just about then, Moku wrapped his arm around Gradient. “Don’t cry…” the kid whispered

Dream carefully hugged Gradient, "You heard the kid... don't cry... go see your parents..."

“I… okay…” he wiped at his tears before turning to find Inks room. “Why was he sad?” Moku asked once he was gone, tilting his head.

"Because he's stressed... he just needs a small break and he'll feel better..."

“Okay… I don’t like seeing them sad…”

"I know, sad is never fun..."

“Sad is yucky… Pops was always sad,” he whispered

"I know... but we just have to try our hardest to make them feel better..." He moved to scoop Moku up. "How does food sound...?

“Food sounds good!” He smiled brightly.

He nodded, walking over to the kitchen, "Good, 'cause I'm gonna finish up what Error was making."

“Yay! Papa was making good stuff!” The good stuff happened to be a taco salad with the meat already finished but left to the side half-hazardly.

He nodded, moving to start finishing it, "I might not be as good a cook as Error, but I'll try me hardest, just for you." He paused a moment to boop Moku's nose.

Moku giggled madly.

“Pops had a picture of you,” he said softly. He’s a kid with no filter, but he said it so calmly as if it was meant to be a comfort. “He said you were always so nice,”

"Ah, I... I imagine he still has it... but I try my hardest to be nice because then mean people will realize it's better than being mean."

“He talked about you a lot… I’m glad I’m here with you at least,” he continued to smile, leaning against Dream.

He nodded, "I'm glad you're here too, that way I can help take care of you."

He smiled more at him before reaching to try and grab some food while Dream worked on food

Dream jokingly pulled it away from him.

“Fooooooooood,” the kid laughed

"I know, I know, I'm almost done."

He giggled more.

"Just gimme a few more seconds."

“Okay!” He smiled brightly

He smiled a little, soon handing him a completed taco salad before calling the others

Moku squealed and moved to try and carry it into the dining room. He tripped and almost spilled it before running to the dining room and sitting down

Dream made sure it didn't before moving to carefully bring the rest to the dining table for the kids to eat.

PJ thanked him with a grumble while the blues both smiled at him, Screen trying to get Pic into a high chair.

Dream moved to assist, carefully putting him into the high chair before moving to feed him, "There we go."

“There we go!” Screen echoed before moving to sit as well. “Thank you Uncle Dreaaaaaam,”

"Of course, Screen."

Screen giggled and began to eat. Moku ate quietly as well while Print began to complain about homework again to his siblings, a common topic to the kid who struggled severely to read but they hadn’t gotten a test to get him tested for dyslexia yet.

"I can help you with your schoolwork after dinner if you like."

“Thank you, Uncle Dream,” Print smiled. Everyone seemed happy except PJ who was trying to hide a glare. It could simply be from being taken away from their time with their friend, but there was more to that.

Dream finished feeding Pic and stepped over to PJ, "Hey."

PJ looked down immediately, their fists balling.

"You're upset..."

“Why would I ever have a reason to be upset?” They snapped but their eyes softened a bit and they looked away. “They were calling Pal weird again all day before you got here,” Screen called out to Dream, “they don’t always mean it but Gradient kept telling them to stop so they didn’t make Pal sad,”

Dream didn't really pay attention to what Bluescreen said, "It's ok to be upset..."

“Upset over what? The fact that everyone else has someone who wants them if something happens? That Pal gets a parent worth it while I spent over a year in a void and I have no clue what would happen to me if my parents died!?” They snapped before looking down, “I’m a construct of magic, what happens when that magic is gone?” The whispered

"You *are* the magic... it won't just... disappear... and if anything happened... you all would stay with me... you'll never be alone again, PJ..."

“You don’t get it… I’m nothing without them and just… why does Pic get to have a childhood but I had to spend almost two years in a void? Why?” They whispered.

Dream moved to carefully kneel by them, "Sometimes the world is worse than we want it to be... but you are your own person... you can make sure of that... it may feel like it... but you don't need to depend on anyone or have anyone depend on you, to be you...:

“I just… it hurts… pal has you and that’s so strange, he’s the only one and just… why does he get three parents when I couldn’t even get two at first? And I love Dad and Papa now but just…”

"I know... I really understand how you feel... and you have them now... they won't just... up and leave... and they've also got a long time before either of them would pass..."

PJ hiccuped but they didn’t cry, crying was hard for their body to do because, you know, being made of ink

"I know... it's ok... it feels bad but I promise it'll get better..."

They reached to hug him, hiding their face against him.

He gently wrapped his arms around them, "There you go... it's ok..."

PJ continued to cry against him, even if it was just dry sobs. This day was hard on the three eldest kids but at least the littler ones were oblivious

Dream rubbed their back, trying his best to comfort them and tell them it would be alright.

After a while, they calmed down and looked at him. “Thank you…”

"Of course... I'm here if you need it..."

They nodded and hugged him again. “Seriously… I hope you know you’re really important to my family… you’re a big part of it,”

"I know... I'm not perfect... but I'm trying..."

“You don’t need to be perfect… obviously my parents don’t care,”

"Doesn't matter... no one's perfect..."

“Exactly…” PJ sighed deeply before looking at their phone. “I like the think Omni is perfect, Omni is the friend I was with,”

"That's usually how people feel in situations like this, and that's ok..."

They smiled a bit. “I think a lot of people are at least close to perfect… even my siblings.”

"Ya, and people can definitely get close... but, you know... we all try to act perfect... and it might never work because we're just not meant for that... but as long as you're trying your hardest... that's what really gets you places..."

“I know… I know…” PJ sighed and looked down at their phone. “Omni is calling me…” they whispered

"You can answer it..."

“You sure?” They asked, holding their phone to their chest.

"I'm sure... I'll take care of your siblings..."

“Okay…” they smiled a bit and picked it up.

[ask-sibverse]

that's scary... why are they breaking souls all the time? whose souls are they breaking?

Mostly Ink SOULS. Generally artificial ones. Mostly because there's a general headcanon called "welp! If an Ink can survive shattering their SOUL once they can handle it a second time riiiiiiiight"

And also because those two are angst vampires. I'm the one who comes in to clean up the mess and dump fluff and cuddles on the characters afterwards and make sure people actually recover from their injuries and trauma