#multiversal may

[skarts-0206]

MULTIVERSAL MAY! - Day 5 - DREAM (DREAM SANS)

(I couldn't make the text yellow pipipipi)

So day 5… I really didn't know what I wanted to draw today, but the inspiration come out of nowhere and we finally got a yellow Dream Sans, I imagine this moment for being something like... When he gets the golden apple, he becomes sparkling and shiny and his body resonates with the apple...?

Yeah a little bit weird, anyways... That's all for today, see ya tomorrow!

[orangesideirrational]

multiversal mayday 7!

hes fine, dw bout it

dresden (scp)

(multiversal may created by @/moonpizzalol, ty for doing this!)

[thepiratefish]

For the moots who's seen I haven't posted a tayrun drawing for the second day of multiversal madness!!!

The reason is simple: i am going to post them. I'm groups instead of one at a time unless if a short fic, mainly just so I can have more time to finish the drawings :3

[artpepkin]

They watched Trolls 3 one time and the house has been filled with 80s/90s music ever since

Dust secretly likes it but he prefers to listen to it on his own <3

Killer belongs to RahafWabas

Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale

Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios

Nym belongs to me

Non blurred variations below cause I like them too hehe ->

[noxcheshire]

I am sick, dizzy, and can barely think but you know what would be WILD?

If the DC universe was an echo of Danny’s world. What if the continents of their planet shifted enough where Amity is now in New Jersey and had then become Gotham.

And when Danny died underneath the portal a part of his death fractured and imprinted itself into those various worlds. One of them being Gotham, where Danny’s home ironically used to be where Wayne Manor used to be.

So just imagine it, you’re coming back from patrol, grimy, sweaty, and with questionable intentions by dressing as an overgrown bat when suddenly the lights dim. It dims and brings darkness, only enough light to catch the beady marble eyes of the bats you fear.

And then electricity jumps in the middle of the room, flinging itself around like an agitated snake in wide open circles.

Everyone is backing away, some weary, some cursing, some just half way out of their own suit.

And then a child — barely as old as your youngest now, flickers to life before you, screaming and screaming, wailing in pain as the scent of burning flesh mingles into the air. You can see the boy, black hair and blue eyes that underneath the bright light that burns them is causing black to turn white, and blue to turn green.

The electricity crackles and when the boy is about the drop, limp, certainly lifeless, he vanishes as if nothing had ever been there.

But he comes back, he always comes back, in the moment of calm and in the moment of despair, echoing that painful wailing of death.

It’s so wrong.

It’s very, very wrong.

It didn’t even matter anymore why the boy showed up, only that this moment of pain continues to haunt the cave of heroes.

Continuously haunting, even as some whispered apologizes when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as some provided songs of comfort when the boy appeared. Continuously haunting, even as stories of Gotham are told and promises (though uncertain and flimsy at best) are spoken to the wailing boy who always drops fast and disappears just as quickly.

Always, it was the same.

Until one day it wasn’t.

The electricity crackled like it always did. A spark, and then a calamity of light. And the boy would be there, uncurling himself into a tense position as he would wail.

But not this time.

Instead the boy curled himself in the air, calm as can be, almost as if he were sleeping. Even the electricity that they have learned to dance away from was calm, gentle, like ocean waves.

And when the electricity vanished, the boy did not, instead dropping to the floor where Dick was quick to catch him, grunting in preparation of weight only to show alarm at how thin the boy truly was.

On that face that has haunted them all for months is just a boy, sleeping, and scarred. A boy breathing very slow, slower than what they would like, but here in the physical realm with them.

Dick brushed back bangs of black hair, and slowly, ever so slowly, glazed blue eyes stared back.

[lil-inky]

Star bois got into a bit of a pickle 🫣

Skskskdk thinking Blue went and got Razz to help bail the boiyos out later XD

[moonydustx]

So you mean the whole of Marvel's Phase 4 was about grief and what's the worst (or best) loss can bring us? I still can't believe I realized this just now rewatching Thor.

[afterartist]

Redraw UwU

Another frame from a WIP I’m working onnn

[inkedhorror]

i like never post art but i stayed up until 1 am finishing this so Hey. dreamberry be upon ye

[violent138]

Might write a fic where Dick from a different universe accidentally universe-jumps and runs into Jason, who's still the younger brother he's on pretty great terms with, and tries to discreetly puzzle out how his Jason becomes Red Hood while trying get back and Jason plays along, nearly totally convinced that this isn't the Dick he knows, especially once he dials Bludhaven, but it's immensely funny convincing this far more trusting and close version of his brother that in this world, Bruce has gone evil and Jason's one of the only people working to stop him.

[skarts-0206]

MULTIVERSAL MAY - DAY 28 - UNDYNE!

Hi people! And sorry for being in the shadows for too long, I was very busy and also had a art block really strong, finally today I could finish a drawing, and it's of Undyne!

Being sincere I never draw Undyne before because I was very insecure of my ability and I felt like if I draw her bad I would never draw her good... Very dumb thought, I know, but anyways I FINALLY DRAW HER SIUUUUU

Next time I need to draw Alphys, like, I never draw her too, not because I think it is difficult, but because I never had a reason to draw her lol.

Anyways I talking a looot! See ya tomorrow!

Also day 30 and 31 are going to be soooooooooo cool! I had make some concept and doodles about them and can't wait to make the final drawing... :3

Byeee!!

[orangesideirrational]

multiversal may day 4

this is a few days late, but sterling!

(multiversal may created by @/moonpizzalol, ty for doing this!)

[thepiratefish]

I fell asleep before rembering to do thiss ignore that

Anyways here's the Skrunklys for multiversal may

[artpepkin]

Dust the enabler 🤍

Meme redraw

Dust: Ask-DustTale, Horror: Soul-Apple-Studios, Arvo: me

Meme ref below the cut-

[tinfoil-jones]

Tate Pines AU: Reminisce II

Stan: Do you remember anything from back then?

Tate: ...What is it with you and scientists?

Stan: What?

Tate: ...

FLASHBACK Tate, 3-years-old: *playing with night-vision googly-eye glasses* Rick: So you're a dad too now, huh? Stan: Mhm. Rick: Welcome to the club- he's not mine is he? Stan: Naw, he's too young. Not like it'd make a difference; you'd still run off. Rick: Clearly said to be hurtful, but you're not wrong. END FLASHBACK

Tate: Is tall, gangly inventors with questionable morals your type?

Stan: I don't need to hear this from you *looking away*

Tate: Me, the proof?

[incorrect-multiverse]

Daisy *joking*: Can you check for monsters under the bed?

May: The monsters don't live under our beds, they live inside of us.

Daisy:

May: Goodnight.