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Error Of My Ways: Chapter 1
Words: 3,714
Rated T for multiple instances of swearing.
Summary:
A fan of Undertale and its alternate universes, or AUs, is brought back from the dead in the body of one of her favorite Sans variants. What could go wrong?
Everything, apparently.
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The fic is below the cut.
Nothing.
I felt nothing, yet everything at the same time.
It was as if I was in the middle of a dreamless sleep, yet I was aware of it.
It was nothing. I was much too aware of how much nothingness surrounded me. It felt as if my consciousness, my thoughts, were the only things that existed in this place devoid of comprehension.
I wanted to speak.
Breathe.
Move.
Listen.
Feel.
And yet, nothing was there.
Until, one indiscernible moment, there finally was.
I don't know when it happened, but I didn't care. Existence was something I took for granted, and I was just glad to be back in action, in all honesty.
Although I somehow ended up on the floor, I lied there anyway. I was on my back, arms spread wide. Besides the obvious oddity of being on the floor, I felt about the same as usual.
My eyes remained closed. Presumably, I'd gained consciousness before my alarm, and that's no fun!
And so, I lied there, attempting to keep my eyes closed. However, it seemed like the sun’s rays were trying and failing to reach them. Or something really bright.
…Wait. Was I late to school!?
I sat up, attempting to open my eyes but shutting them immediately. I turned away from where I thought the light source was coming from, but once I completed the motion, I noticed that the light did not change at all.
…How? Why?
I opened my eyes once more, squinting heavily.
White.
…White?
It was the only color I saw. Looking around only revealed the same.
White, white, white…The sight was familiar to me, yet the implications of this being my reality terrified me.
I stretched one of my arms out in front of me to see if the room I was in was smaller than it looked.
Well, what I thought would be my arm, anyway.
For whatever reason, the arm was a mass of blurred colors that almost looked like large colored splotches in my vision. Moving it more confirmed that I had full control over it. My heart skipped a beat.
I could recognize those colors from anywhere. Black with a loosely fitting sleeve, with fingers that were segmented into crimson and gold hues.
…No. This can't be happening, I thought, as I brought one of my the hands closer to my face.
If I had a stomach (I knew I didn't now, for certain), I'd have felt it churn when I came to three different shocking revelations, all at once.
One: I became nearsighted. My 20/20 vision was completely gone. Just my luck.
Two: No more flesh for me! Only bones. Not like being human was exactly my thing in the first place, but it was still a shock to my system.
Three: I died. My memories had just returned to me, and I was pissed.
I was eating in a restaurant when, somehow, a fucking semi crashed through the window, crushing my feeble, fragile human form.
…Truck-kun. The infamous isekai killer, paying me a visit.
I didn't know if I wanted to laugh or cry.
Out of indecision, I continued to stare at my hand instead. It felt like my face took on a blank expression. Both options required vocalization, and I simply wasn't ready to hear that yet. All that could do for me was let my new reality sink in even more. I wanted the bliss of denial on my side for just a little longer…
As soon as a voice spoke from seemingly all sides, all of my hopes were thrown out of the non-existent window.
“Error is now ready for asks.”
I shot a glare in a random direction. I was absolutely not ready, thank you very much.
I flinched as an avalanche of voices crashed down onto me, covering the spots my ears would be if, well, I wasn't a skeleton.
“Are you okay?”
was the only question I could discern from the noise. I shook my head vigorously in response.
And then, one loud voice broke through the noise.
“EVERYBODY SHUT UP!!!!”
For a few moments, I returned to the silence I woke up in. However, the voices eventually started up again, becoming a murmuring crowd. I felt like I was being poked with needles, small areas of my body stinging for a short amount of time before they moved on to a different spot. Glancing down at myself revealed that these short stings corresponded with what I assumed were the glitches. Another voice spoke up, bringing my gaze away from this…new form.
“oh no! i'm so sorry about the others. they're just excited that you're back.”
I slowly got up off the ‘ground’, holding one of my arms with my opposite hand. I felt my brows furrow in thought as I wondered how to respond without talking.
…I quickly realized that I couldn't entertain the thought any longer. I had to talk, whether I wanted to or not.
“…Don't do that again. Please.”
I flinched–no, cringed–as I spoke. The voice that spat out my words was deep and masculine, and it had a stutter to it that I couldn't control. I always liked listening to this voice, but hearing it coming out of my own mouth sent a shiver down my spine, no pun intended.
“And why can't we? Your reaction was quite funny imo.”
“Because…I…hate it. Next question.”
I spoke slowly and unnaturally, as if each syllable was its own sentence.
“Geez, you definitely aren't okay.”
“He Isn't Acting Like Himself! Who Are You, Imposter!?”
“amogus”
“hey, now, let's not jump to conclusions! errors are unpredictable, remember?”
“But not like this.”
I didn't question how I sighed as I performed the action.
“Alright, you got me. To be fair, I'm…definitely not like him. I…don't know how to process this.”
“Process what”
“...being reincarnated as a fictional character.”
“lol what that isn't possible though”
“Yeah, that's what I thought, too. You gotta believe me, though! I wouldn't lie about this.”
“Don't worry I believe it!”
“I don't. I'm Leaving”
“That sounds really hard to deal with.”
“OOH, awesome!!!! What's it like?????”
If I had a drink in my mouth, I would have been tempted to do a spit take. Instead, I gave a confused squint to a random section of the whiteness.
“Awesome?” After a moment, I cleared my non-existent throat before speaking once more.
“Uh, anyway, I…don't know how to feel about any of this. It's all so…foreign? Yeah. As I think it would be if you suddenly got turned into somebody else with a way different voice. And into a guy. That too.”
“wait you WHAT”
“Oof.”
“...Yeah. So…I'm actually a girl. In spirit.”
“How haven't you crashed yet? I'd totally be rebooting for the 5th time by now if that happened to me.”
I prepared myself to speak, starting a motion with one of my arms, but I quickly froze in place.
…That voice was right. How hadn't I crashed by that point? In fact, why wasn't I freaking out more!? For the first time in quite a while, I chose to swear.
“...Oh, shit. Wait. Hold on. I need a moment to, uh,” I began to sit back on the ground, “Mourn. Process. Think. All that stuff.”
“take ur time bro”
“At least you have powers now.”
“aw man!! lucky…i wish i had magic!!”
“But, to quote that meme…at what cost? I…I'll never get to see my friends again. My family. God, just when my life got better, too!” I curled up into a ball, head hidden by my legs. “I swear, I gotta be cursed…I got what I wanted, but…I'm alone. I-I don't…” I paused, momentarily deliberating on if I wanted to raise my voice or not. I shook my head. “I don't want to be alone.” My fear, made worse by the distortion of my voice, was a weight on my shoulders. I could feel tears begin to build up on the corners of my eye sockets, and that stinging glitching sensation intensified tenfold.
“But you have us don't you?”
“please calm down…us voices can help accompany you though anything!”
“SO WHAT!? I STILL DIED! I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT KIND OF MULTIVERSE THIS IS! I CAN'T ACT LIKE HIM! I SUCKED AT THEATER! I–I just…I don't know what to do. If somebody tries to hurt me, I can't do anything. I can't fight. I don't know how magic works. And none of you can help defend me, because all of you are just…voices. Voices only I can hear. I've always considered myself a mentally strong person, but…damn. This might just be beyond me.”
A long moment of silence, occasionally broken up by an indecipherable murmur or two, followed.
“On a, uh, lighter note, if you're not Error, then what's your name?”
Spaced out, I took a few seconds to process that I was spoken to.
“Oh, it's…” My eyes widened. My sentence ended right there. “Shit. Oh, no. No, no…”
“Did you forget!?”
I nodded.
“Do you want us to call you error then?”
“Not really. I remember thinking about an alternate name to go by just in case I ever wanted to a long, long time ago, so…call me Jupiter until I can think of something better.”
“oooh! pretty name!!”
I couldn't help but smile a bit. Putting a hand near my neck, I confirmed that I had a scarf, so I pulled that up over half of my face.
“Aw! Shy Baby!!”
I waved my free hand dismissively, a slight playful tone present in my voice. “Yeah, yeah, don't get used to it.”
It didn't take long for inevitable, awkward silence to creep in once more. I fidgeted with my scarf, my fingers rubbing against the surprisingly soft fabric.
Looking at the scarf, I finally took note of my eyesight again. Or lack thereof. I was squinting so hard that the muscles on my face, if I still had them, would have begun to feel sore at that point. My eyes widened as a memory came back to me, and I stuck a hand inside the jacket I wore.
There was a pocket, hidden on the inside. Perfect. I took out the item, and it looked like just what I was looking for.
I blinked a few times after putting it on my face. Looking down at my form again revealed that I could see smaller details like the wear on my scarf and the textures on the fabric of the clothes I wore rather than vague blobs of color. I sighed in relief.
“Finally, some semblance of familiarity here…”
“Did you wear glasses before, Jupiter?”
I jumped as the voice spoke. Right. They exist. “Well, no. I didn't really need them. Jeez, I knew his vision was bad, but not this bad…” I continued examining myself, feeling almost entranced as I stared. It's not everyday a fictional character becomes real, but becoming one? It was unbelievable, really, and I still couldn't process it in full. I doubted I would any time soon.
I put a hand on my face, feeling the slightly rough texture of bone against bone. The face didn't seem to have the most realistic of proportions, but I wouldn't know for sure until I got my hands on a mirror.
My hands worked their way up to my eye sockets when I felt an abrupt change in texture to something strange that felt nothing like the bone I'd been feeling seconds before. Pulling my hands away from my face, I found that blue strings were tied around each of my fingers. I was caught off guard, but not necessarily surprised.
“Interesting…” I mumbled to myself, the smile that appeared on my face quickly turning into a frown as I came to the realization that…
“Um, voices? Do any of you know how Error detaches these?”
A wave of uncertainty was the only response I got. Great. Okay. I was on my own, then.
I kept pulling my hands away, but like melted cheese, it kept on stretching.
I used another hand to try to snap one of the strings. Nothing.
I heard a few chuckles from the voices as I bit down on one of them. I quickly spat it out. It didn't look damaged in the slightest.
I closed my eyes as I put my hands near my face in a display of infuriation. Suddenly, I felt the strings disconnect from my face, trailing down my arms. Opening my eyes again, I was able to pull the strings off my fingers with ease.
Was it that easy?
I cringed from the unfamiliar feeling of summoning another string, with just one of my fingers that time. As soon as I blinked, it detached from my face once more.
“Oh,” I exclaimed simply.
“Right. Magic. Yeah. Um…I should probably get around to learning that, huh?”
I was greeted with a murmur of agreement.
“Guess I can't put it off any longer, then. Do any of you know how this stuff works?”
“Nope not really”
“Magic doesn't exist where I'm from.”
“i can guess but i could be wrong.”
“It Depends On The Multiverse You Are In”
“It comes as instinct for most monsters. I assume you weren't one?”
“Fun. Great. Who said they had a guess? I need to have something to try out here.”
“thats me! ive heard that its mostly a focus thing or drawing power from the soul. as the other voice said before it comes naturally to monsters. idk if you would be an exception or not tho”
“...My soul? Wait, if it draws from the soul, then how could Ink…No. We can think about that later.”
I looked back down at myself, my gaze following my hand as I reached out to the nothingness surrounding me. I felt my brows furrow as my arm returned to my side. I didn't really feel anything different. Whatever connection I had with my soul remained unfelt. I began to think. What was the closest thing to magic I did in my previous life..? A memory–no, a set of memories–flashed in my mind. Would it work? Probably not, but it was worth a try. It's not like the voices would be able to tell anyone else if I did make a fool out of myself, anyway.
“Alright, I'm going to need you all to shut up for a moment. I'll be able to focus better if things are silent.”
The voices, for the most part, seemed to comply.
I remembered the times when I lived in what I called the “old place.” It was a decently-sized house, a little big for just three people. The backyard had a wooden patio that rested under a large tree that basked half of it in shade. Its branches hung low enough for me to touch them, an activity that I quite enjoyed. When the weather was good enough, I liked to go out there with a walking stick with indents carved by wood worms I'd found on a trip with my mom and slowly dance with the breeze. Sometimes, I'd pause, pointing the stick in a certain direction, and the cool breeze would follow the direction I pointed at. It was likely a coincidence, but it made me feel special in a difficult, miserable time.
Although I had nothing to use as the stick, I began to slowly move. My legs were spread in a lunge, and one of my arms slowly reached out towards infinity once more. My other arm was held at my side, almost at a raptor position.
“What the hell are you doing?”
If my eyes weren't closed, I was sure that one of them would have twitched out of annoyance. “I told you to shut up.”
“That doesnt answer my question.”
I began to stand up straight again.
“It doesn't have to,” I snapped back.
“Yeah it does actually.”
I felt my annoyance begin to swell inside me. My eyes clenched further shut as my brows furrowed once more. “Well, I have my methods.”
“You dont even know if theyll work.”
“I'm trying, alright!?”
“Nothing happened regardless.”
“Because you won't let me focus!” My eyes opened, and, palm up, I let my wrist travel towards me ever so slightly. A foreign energy coursed through my arm and into my hand.
I yelped as something hit me right in the chin. Hard. I fell backwards, landing right on my back.
“oh! thats one way to do it!”
“Ouch! Are you okay!?”
The rest of the voices either gasped or laughed at me.
“What–” My sentence died out before it even began. There was a black bone right in front of me. It protruded from the “floor”, glitch effects that matched mine and all. “–Oh.”
I remained silent as the voices continued their commotion.
…I had powers.
It wasn't surprising, considering, well, everything, but rather…a different word that starts with the same letter.
Surreal.
I slowly got up, approaching the bone. As I reached out my hand, the voices raised in volume.
“Hey, don't do that!?”
“wait stop! it might hurt you!”
I touched it anyway, and…
Nothing happened. It was just a bone.
“You're overreacting. See? It's fine.”
I leaned onto it with one arm, my spare hand being held at my face in thought for a moment before I reached out once more. I willed that energy I felt just moments ago back, summoning another bone that wasn't much larger than my hand. It was a deep red this time, almost the same color as some of the bones that made up my fingers.
And the next moment, I found myself falling again with a snap.
The bone I was leaning on broke in half. The other half that was still attached to the ground ended in a series of sharp points.
“Hmm…that wouldn't be a half bad melee weapon,” I mused to myself as I got up. “Maybe in a pinch. Or if I get into a fight before I learn how to use my strings as attacks. I could just…snap one in half, and then dual wield! Oh, man, that sounds so cool…” I put my hands together in excitement. “Hey! I can finally intimidate people! I was too ‘cute’ for that before…Not that I'm not cute now, of course.” I said with a giggle.
“u would have to leave for that to happen tho
do u want to?”
“Yeah, no, I'm not doing that yet. Even if I wanted to, I couldn't. I need to be prepared for a fight first.”
“If you know how to make portals, you can always just run away if a fight is about to break out, right? That way, you don't have to learn yet.”
“Oh, yeah, I could! It would be out of character for Error to do that, though…I'm not sure if I want to try to act like him around other people or not yet. I mean, I did drop out of Theater class because of anxiety, so…ehh. I don't think I could. Not without everyone seeing through it. But what do I even say?”
“Why Not Tell The Truth?”
“Wha…Isn't the answer obvious? I can't just tell somebody that they're not real and the person this body belonged to is probably…essentially…dead…oh.”
“Well shit.”
“I hope the original isn't dead! He was so easy and fun to mess with…”
“if youre in his body, that means either youre right and hes gone or theres a remnant of him still in there somewhere.”
“Oh No !! He Could Take Your New Body Over !!! Watch Out !!”
The thought made me shudder. Hearing the sound of my bones momentarily rattling made me shudder a second time.
“Doubt it. He would have shown some kind of sign by now if he was there.”
“Well, there's only one way to find that out. I don't really have control over it. In the meantime, uh…portals! Y'know, I always hated light mode on anything. This place is, like, the embodiment of that.”
Focusing my magic once more, I did a waving motion with my hand, only being met with nothing.
“u moved on from that quick…”
“When I'm faced with a thought that can make me panic and generally have a not so great time…I distract myself. It's actually a great coping mechanism when used correctly.”
I waved again. The results were about as expected.
“Wait, maybe it was a snap…I swear it was a wave, though.”
I snapped my fingers, but nothing happened once more.
“I think Error edits code to make those.”
“Shoot, right, how did I forget…”
I paused for a second.
“I…I don't know how code works. Is Error able to see code, or was that exclusive to Fatal..? Shit. How did he do this?”
I focused my magic again, squinting my eyes as I focused. Perhaps, I thought, there was something I wasn't seeing…
I thought about where I wanted to go. There were so many AUs out there…
I knew that talking to people was something I needed to avoid. AUs that happen to be peaceful would usually have tons of people in them, but ones without many people would, more often than not, be really dangerous.
“...maybe Outertale,” I thought out loud, nodding to myself. I sensed something, most likely my magic at work, that felt almost tangible. With my hand, I tore a hole into the space in front of me, allowing me to see a sight more beautiful than I ever thought it would be in person. I quickly wiped the tears that threatened to prick at the edges of my sockets as I walked through the portal. My mouth opened slightly in an awe-filled gasp.
Countless lights, more than I'd ever seen before, sparkled in the dark navy-blue sky like glitter poured on silky-smooth fabric. Other colors, no doubt the dust left behind from dead stars, were scattered throughout the expanse like paint that was submerged in water. Oranges, blues, purples… A combination of pleasant sights that made me struggle to keep my composure.
“Pretty, isn't it?”
I nodded, rendered speechless from the sight in front of me.
“Hello? Who are you?”
I turned around quickly as a voice spoke behind me.
#this fic is so big that tumblr LAGGED while I was editing stuff#fanfiction#writing#fandom writing#fanfic#reincarnation#reincarnation fanfiction#my fic#sans au#sans au fanfic#undertale au#undertale au fanfic#error sans#except not really because the author's self insert is in his body#whoopsies lol#its cringe time#i spent 2 weeks on this...#worth it though#this is the most ive ever written for one thing#so if this flops ill perish but keep writing anyway because ive never had this much fun writing before#the self insert is literally just me lmao#EoMW#eomw
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quintessence ghouls !
I have been itching to…design all the ghouls. I have a lot of headcanons and ideas for their different elements and roles and i thought some of you might appreciate! Also changed aethers design a little from my last post!
More details/notes/headcanons under the cut!
quintessence ghoul headcanons 🫣
-all ghouls are nocturnal to a certain degree, but quintessence ghouls thrive the most at night!
- they have dark eyes with light pupils that capture and reflect light
-quintessence ghouls are rather calm and responsible, often forming the more emotionally inteligent and balanced core of the pack
-quintessence magick: soothing and stimulating. Cannot be used to heal wounds but can enhance recovery and be used as a pain repressor. Can also be used to heighten or lower sensory stimulation.
#guys its cringe time#the band ghost#phantom ghoul#aether ghoul#omega ghoul#ghost bc#nameless ghouls#quintessence ghoul#right into the trashbin#might do fire next idk yet!
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Support group for people whose other halves were stolen away by Kim Dokja
#I would actually love to put these 3 in a room as theyre ppl who have repeated their lives thousands of times. theyd have a lot to talk abt#nirvana moebius#secretive plotter#yuri di aristel#selfcest#can't believe its been months and I still cringe every time i have to type that. girl get over it#spyjh#orv#omniscient reader's viewpoint#my art#orv spoilers
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i bring you: my casual clothes tankman design (and steve too) i am so normal about found family tankdad
happy pride month lol
#pico's school#tankmen#fnf fanart#fnf#fnf pico#moon art#feel free to roast me for my weird design decisions#or ask me questions abt my design decisions! pls talk to me about my art it would make me happy. my askbox is always open#tankdad#friday night funkin#pico newgrounds#pico fnf#friday night funkin'#tankman#sergeant john captain#tankmen captain#tankmen steve#steve tankmen#daddy dearest#fnf daddy dearest#newgrounds#i posted sketches of him to ng last year but he looks so much better in these that the old pics make me cringe lol#this was a lot of time and effort for what amounts to glorified doodle sheets but. listen.#had to introduce him to y'all properly before i potentially go stupid go crazy with him#cw smoking#cw alcohol#edit: yall goin nutty damn. someone on ng called him a dilf too its fucking over#1k
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happy and proud!!
✷(print shop)✷
#mine#original#sm how managed 2 miss pride month....but its pride month every month in this house hold#ive read two bad YA books so far this month as a break from th 2nd farseer book but now.....i am back.........i am reading th 3rd one#its gna make my brain explode i can feel it#n then idk what i will read. maybe th hands of th emperor#could i read smth other than 800 page epic fantasy pls#the YA books werent too bad for YA but they hve that YA cringe 2 it. idk how u people read it constantly#if i hve 2 read th word 'heck' one more time#also theres always like. disney channel vibes. like i read gay YA romance n its so sanitised n vanilla. its so superficial#like i get this is for 16 year olds but were is the longing. the yearing. these guys are fanfic tropes stuck 2gether 2 glue.#also. what is with nearly every mlm romance / fantasy being YA not adult fiction. whats up w that#anyway hve a good evenin im gna do knitting!!!!!!!!!!!!
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drawin the scum villain duo again
#luo binghe#shen qingqiu#shen yuan#scum villain#svsss#its them . bingus and meowmeow#i posted doodles of them earlier i just wanted to do it again#bc my style changes like every 3 months or something .#i think ive drawn binghe non posted like a BUNCH of times already#hes my aphantasia apple fr#my art dump#also i do think shen yuan is a good looking guy i think? canonically?#but its offset by his cringe and fail vibe#well maybe if he didnt die before his gay awakening
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"i'd live for you" and that's hard to do
#saw#lawrence gordon#adam stanheight#mark hoffman#alison gordon#diana gordon#saw fanart#my art#enough meme art for today its abt time i serioused#sorry if u think the lyrics is cringe but god i love putting them to my fav characters like it literally fucks
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"dude its not that embarassing to rewatch some creepypasta stuff you liked as a teenager" the character i imprinted on like a baby duck at 16 was a demon from new jersey that acts like the humanization of every offspring song and canonically listens to scissor sisters. His favorite color is purple and his favorite pokemon are gengar and haunter. He leaves people notes with emojis on them. He acts like a beetlejuice scare actor at halloween horror nights. His catchphrase is "feeling sassy?" Hes (allegedly) worked with every war criminal throughout history and been every serial killer. even the gay ones. He ate a baby. His animal motif is a rabbit. Hes kind of based off the donnie darko rabbit. He almost exclusively wears merchandise of the quentin tarantino movie death proof. One of his biggest kill scenes is (kind of?) a reference to reservoir dogs. he talks to his cats in a baby voice. He wears a white fedora that makes every video he wears it in feel dated by like 7 years. Hes 5'3. Hes from new jersey. He hacked a girls tumblr blog so he could post about how awesome he is. He added a laugh track over a video of him killing people. He named a chainsaw rex. He torments people by playing frank sinatra at them. His name comes from an animal collective song. His creator drew his "true form" as a wolf anthro. Theres a (semi)canon blog entry where he makes the speakers blare rob zombie before he enters a room, then holds a guy at gunpoint to describe what he did to to him while "making sure to leave in all the cool parts". He has radioactive blood. He tried for like five whole minutes to pick up a bottle of ketchup with a grabby hand. Hes kind of suicidal.He can be reasonably compared to pretty much every major tumblr sexyman. His actor has gone on record saying heath ledgers joker inspired his acting choices. Sometimes his voice gets distorted and it makes him sound like bill ciphers first year on HRT. Hes basically like my artistic muse. For some fucking reason i associate the song cake by the ocean with him. I firmly believe that if everymanhybrid didn't require a masters degree in creepypasta autism to comprehend, he would've caused more teenage stabbings than the slenderman incident and more kin war tumblr scenarios than nagito komaeda.
#slenderverse#everymanhybrid#emh#speakeasies#emh habit#habit everymanhybrid#habit emh#and the problem is that every new fan of the series is like#teenagers who like columbine#so i cant even make friends in those circles#because im fucking 24#like im almost ten years older than some of u omfg???#so#he IS that embarassing and thank GOD emh is niche#okay so#he is embarassing but emh is not embarassing it is not cringe its oomf#emh is genuinley one of the coolest found footage diy low budget horrors ive ever seen#genuinely would love to make found footage bc of the impact it had on me#anyway i really did imprint on him like a babyduck#i was a baby trans guy that didnt know it yet rewatching the :D video with absolutely nobody to talk about it with#like huh hope that doesn't affect me in the future :)#it did#spoiler 17 yo me thats why you watched :D three times in secret#it's not because you're trans. It's because you're a sicko#Despite it all hes essentially my artistic muse.
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Anyways *blasts yosuke with the genderbend beam*
#Super busy with college duties but i WILL find a way to squeeze playing persona 4 in sjjfjjdjdejf#ITS SO GOOD. WHY IS IT SO GOOD I HAVENT LAUGHED SO HARD IN SO MANY SCENES BEFORE#in p5 ryuji was carrying the humor for me#god bless u max mittelman for carrying#in p4 however everyone contributes to the humor and it makes me fall out of my chair cackling#(of course theres the. cringe and uh. other jokes. but im ignoring em)#anyways im gonna keep playing one way or the other#persona 4#persona#p4g#p4#p4 yosuke#persona 4 yosuke#yosuke hanamura#junie art post#i like imagining yosuke as a girlie he'd be so cute (and be just as pathetic low self esteem mess but ultimately u rlly cant beat the og)#ill be drawing. souyo.... soon.#those two have been living in my head rent free it will be time for them to pay their dues#genderbend
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putting them in the anime blender that is my artstyle
(last one's og)
#futurama#bender bending rodriguez#philip j fry#turanga leela#cgdoodles#ive been watching this thing for the first time and its been like. walking a mine field#either i have fun or i cry#anyway happy free from cringe sunday or smth
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I made something....
The drawings:
#I heard that audio like. months ago and it clicked in my head. it's for him fr#I'm being cringe but I'm free#spent too much time doing all the drawings. worth it?#gravity falls#stanley pines#stan pines#young stan pines#stanford pines#ford pines#art#fanart#traditional art#watercolor#video#animation meme#3 looks#I also put Ford in there because I thought it would be funny#I'm not gonna let the fact that I'm a traditional artist stop me from making 'trendy' videos#and you can do it too. do it. draw stuff and video-ify them. have fun#for some reason it doesn't show me the full image when i click on the video (zooms in weirdly) but if I don't click it its the normal size#is it only me?#was gonna post this tomorrow but I'm doing it now because I can. I might delete and repost it who knows
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Worlds ugliest comic award goes to me.
Idk how to do backgrounds so it looks awful, any tips are highly appreciated. I didn’t try very hard on the panels can you tell?
Also if you couldn’t tell this is a pretty indulgent and very specific headcanon of mine where both the craft siblings are EXTREMELY protective of each other and will smack tf outta people who bully the other one. Shrimpo won’t tease one if the other is nearby cause he knows he’s gonna get either slapped or scratched. I can already bet nobody’s gonna like this but I spent too much time on it so I’m posting it anyways
Ik Shrimpo is the only character here with no headcanons, I plan to make a design for him but I’m still working on my references right now (Will be posted dw) so I’m focusing on them
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#my art#art#dandys world#dandy's world#dandy's world goob#dandys world goob#dandys world scraps#dandy’s world scraps#dandys world Shrimpo#dandy’s world shrimpo#I’m its cringe shut up#I also made a new logo so I don’t have it write it every time I hope its not too annoying#I didn’t want it to be too obnoxious so its very low in opacity#its ugly but idc#I hate the backgrounds#comic
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Doodle comic -Noblecourt again
#fanart#myart#doodle time 😎#octopath traveler#octopath#primrose azelhart#h’aanit#urggg. my Apple Pencil is FIGHTING ME RN. can’t make any more edits to this one cuz its NOT WORKING. cringe.#h’aanrose#or whatever their ship tag is I forgor
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Your eyes cast a spell that bewitches
The last time I needed twenty stitches <3
#ofc my first full tf2 illustration is ship art lmao#also going back to my roots of songs inspiring my art#is it cringe? idkidc its them <3#also im continuing my quest to give all the mercs dif eye colours other then blue/grey#this time w/ uwu#pyros sketchbook#tf2#team fortress 2#tf2 medic#tf2 heavy#heavymedic#red octoberfest#tf2 fanart#tw blood#heavy/medic#heavy x medic#tw gore#(?)
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✨💕 The winner of the DGP is———! 💕✨
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#kamen rider#kamen rider geats#kr geats#hyperbattle dvd#azuma michinaga#keiwa sakurai#ace ukiyo#neon kurama#tsumuri#fanart#comics#comic portfolio#artists on tumblr#nichiyoubi no noraneko#as i said on my wip post - excelent dance drawing practice#yes i literally described the entire dance in my alt captions lkjhgfd#i asked my jp teacher if its cringe to write in japanese in a left-right comic and he said its okay so here i am#on my way to continue fooling my non kr followers into thinking micchi is the protag#btw im locked away from twt due brazil reasons so hope y'all feel special seeing this here or on bsky#BTW question to the chosen ones that are reading my tags until here:#is there a sort of etiquette rules regarding making ship kamen rider art?#i ask bc its the first in a very long time i do fanart of characters portraited by actors so i'm not really sure whats ok and whats not#stupid question i know but i'm always for the 'better safe than sorry'
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Idle doodling tonight while we wrap up Revice... (I'm a little obsessed with all his t-shirts...)
#kamen rider#kamen rider revice#ikki igarashi#fan art#i'm sure its not a universal sibling experience but the cringe eldest sibling repping the family brand apparel hard is so real to me#i say this as the cringe eldest who nearly exclusively wore a certain brand of athletic wear for most of my child hood lol#these are mostly from memory ish too lol! only so much you can copy on screen while the show is ripping my heart out goddamn#can only see so much through the tears lmao!!#this actor's usual stance is so interesting to me too#my guy leans waaaaay far back at all times. Its kind of fun aaha its very characteristic
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