#post dark cream be like

[groovygladiatorsheep]

I remade this baby’s design <3 | Posting this while finishing the Dark Cream Week drawings..

Here is Anko ! Some of you might remember him, he’s my pretty boy <3

He’s also a Aim, Post Dark Cream and Axel, ErrorInk child !

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⊹ Credits !

Aim and Post Dark cream by | @zu-is-here !!

Axel belongs to | @ari-cuno !!

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⊹ Info !

⊹ Moon symbol was given by great unclemare !! As a gift:3

⊹ Never removes his jacket no matter the outfit, very dear to him :((

⊹ Earrings can change to lotus shaped one 🩷

⊹ Loves papa ( Aim ) and dada ( Axel ) so much !! I’d imagine he’d often bug them both about little things he discovered, this kid loves reading books :3

⊹ …those books varies mangas and funny dictionaries..

[zu-is-here]

skelegoosebumps ♫

[ari-cuno]

First impressions!!

A quick doodle idea I had where Axel brings Aim to his parents to properly introduce him. Axel gets called out-

Axel belongs to me.

Aim belongs to @zu-is-here

[thot-farm]

The day we get a healer/support from Dark Cacao kingdom is the day I will finally be complete.

Running cream ferret just doesn't give the same vibe

Dark Choco: YES! Fear me!

Chruny chip: WATCH OUT YOUR MAJESTY!

Carmal arrow: NO RETREAT!

Cream ferret: I fight so that little cookies don't have to!

...And then how I feel when Mystic Flour is on my team

[orange-artblog]

ehm uhm something silly xd (dream got home in the morning of course :p)

post dark cream by @zu-is-here

text on the images:

image 1: Cross: Dream??? Where are you going to at midnight?? / Dream: In the train.

image 2: Cross: What??? Where to??? / Dream: Wherever it may take me.

image 5: Cross: DREAM WHERE ARE YOU ANSWER ME NOW / Dream: The mountains are calling me.

image 6: Cross: Dream what on TOBY is possessing you to do this?! / Dream: The Spirits have taken me, it is time for me to go home.

full image:

original message:

hehe<333

[the-nameless-dude]

OH MAH GAH ITS BABY BOY BIRTH DAY-

I miss baby Aim, so I drew him with Uncle Nightmare because I love seeing them together ✨️

Credits :

Post Dark cream AU and Aim!Sans belong to @zu-is-here

Nightmare belongs to @jokublog

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

DARK CREAM WEEK: day 5- punish/reward

idk man i think your threats would work a lot more often if you stopped being so handsome about it fdrgbegh<333

dark cream week and comic are by @zu-is-here

[cookierun-awesome-blog]

prediction for the title screens for when shadow milk and awoken pure vanilla release. pv could also be in a praying pose tbh idk. very high quality doodles 12/10

[sonicattos]

chronic pains been a bitch lately, but i needed to doodle this to spread my sonic, shadow and amy besties propaganda

DONT TAG AS SHIP I’LL KILL YOU. DONT EVEN IMPLY THAT

[egnidres]

Just my happy little baby (づ｡◕‿‿◕｡)づ

Post Dark Cream belong to @zu-is-here

Nuisance belong to me

[sysig]

Having fun, more and more! (Patreon)

[zu-is-here]

It's going to happen soon, Big good luck Cross ;v;

one snowy night

[12/12] happy birthday, my little potato ♡

[quibbs126]

Hey! I like your art and I wanted to ask you if you can do a cream unicorn and dark choco fankid?

Well I’m glad you like it, and here’s Violet Sugar Cookie

So to be perfectly honest…I didn’t actually have a food in mind when I designed her. The thing that I based her on was the Solid Violet Sugar Crystal ingredient from Ovenbreak, since it was a liked gift for Dark Choco, and it was about dreams, and I know Cream Unicorn Cookie has some association with dreams, so I just named her Violet Sugar. I’m not sure about the name, since it isn’t really similar to Dark Choco or Cream Unicorn, but I can’t really think of anything else. There’s not that many purple desserts that aren’t just like, blueberry flavored or something similar, and I wanted her name to start with Violet. If anyone has something better, feel free to suggest

Solid Violet Sugar Crystal:

Her colors were also inspired by Cream Unicorn’s Nebula Butterfly costume in Ovenbreak, but I think her design was mostly Dark Choco, with a few Cream Unicorn elements. I based her sword off of Dark Choco’s Young Prince sword, because of the whole dream/memory thing, and it sort of being like a reminder of his past. The gem in her sword is probably a Solid Violet Sugar Crystal. Oh and another thing, her hair is supposed to be in a braid, you just can’t really see it. But overall, I think I like her design quite a bit

So on to Violet Sugar, so basically my thought process with her was “warrior + dreams = dream warrior?” And so yeah, basically she’s a guardian of dreams that fights against nightmares (I assume in my head that nightmares are like actual creatures she fights in the dream world). She primarily focuses on the dreams/nightmares of younger Cookies, as she feels they deserve to have happy dreams, though she does occasionally go into adults’ dreams. I think she like, physically shows up in their dreams to fight off the nightmares. I’m not sure how she gets to the world of dreams, whether it’s just through sleeping or she like, just physically goes there, like she disappears from the waking world and goes into the sleeping one.

I have kind of a funny idea for the second one, where it’s just like, there’s some family drama going on and she’s just like “nope not doing this, I’mma go fight nightmares” and just disappears like that peace fade meme before anyone can stop her

Anyways, so she’s been going to the world of dreams ever since she was young, and even back then, she wanted to help people stop having nightmares. So that she’d seem a better “guardian of dreams” and look more imposing and cool, she created a persona for herself that she calls the Violet Knight, depicted in the sketch. To be honest, that sketch was just a rough draft, I have no idea how to draw a Cookie in full body armor. I just drew that to show it is full body armor. Anyways so that’s what the Violet Knight looks sort of like, and what they’ve always looked like, since this is the dream world and she can look however she wants. In current day she uses the persona when she doesn’t want her identity to be known

Considering we now know Dark Cacao to have a lot of nightmares, perhaps at some point she and her grandfather have met, though only under the disguise of the Violet Knight

But yeah I think that’s about it for her. I realize I don’t really have anything concerning her and her parents. I think I mostly just took ideas from the two and made them into a Cookie. But oh well. Hope you like her regardless!

[salfishersimp2]

Okay so I think he would totally want something like chocolate or vanilla but wouldn't want people to think he's a basic bitch or something so he goes for mint (I was yet again proved wrong as his panic choice is vanilla but oh well)

That shit has drugs in there love

So no drugs (I was wrong again what a surprise lmao)

I have no idea what a speakeasy is but i'm going with the vibe here

My imagination was going on so hard when reading this that when the music stopped my ears started ringing as if I just got out of a really loud room

Istg I will read this again at some point bc I have got to find em (<--- known liar)

@jtl-fics

[orange-artblog]

I wrote a little thing :D (it‘s a little sad… sorry! (not)) (and possibly also ooc) (and not finished!) vAim belongs to @zu-is-here / Axel belongs to @ari-cuno /writing by me

Another loud explosion echoes in the half-ruins of what once was a peaceful, neutral AU. The loud sounds have already become background noise. Maybe one day he‘ll lose his hearing because of this, but it‘s the least of his concerns right now.

What was he feeling? How will he ever tell? He misses them again. So dearly

The prankster that had said he knew his father hadn‘t shown up again since their first encounter, quite some years ago. Perhaps he had imagined him, hallucinated just another figure in his never-ending misery. It would make sense, that he was starting to lose it. He‘s not even sure anymore what‘s going on.

Heh, never-ending. It really felt like that. On some days, it was so much harder to not let that feeling of deep sadness win once and for all. That his misery would never end, no matter what he tried or which things he changed in his story. He begged before, for the pain to end, but no one heard his pleas. Nobody came

Like he was utterly alone. Forever. Cursed by something passed down to him by- He didn‘t want to think about it. It only increased the rate at which the goggles he wore filled up with water. He wished he would not cry so much.

On any other day the amount of residents in this part of town would‘ve bothered him more, but not today. The screaming didn‘t matter to him like it should have. He did not glance when a father took his child into his arms and ran away from another collapsing building

Did everything have to remind him of them?

But with the way the fog built up and worse around him did the screaming also fade into the background, just as the explosions did.

The town laid to ruin was small. Smaller than the usual city, but there were more than 50 residents, surely.

Faintly, he hears it. Frantic footsteps from the distance, rubble landing on the floor. But those footsteps didn‘t seem to be running away from him, no… They were.. Approaching him? Off-putting, when anyone else was currently running away from the trouble.

The steps were getting louder, eventually coming to a stop. It appeared that whoever it was still kept their distance from him. Likely, they didn‘t want to accidentally be punched. how would they know to keep their distance? Exploding sounded worse than just being punched, but sure.

No matter.

He clutches another explosive in his hand. The wristwatch he has glimmers and blinks. The fire does not settle. Perhaps it never will. Despite there being practically nothing left to burn, he still feels it. The hole in his chest grew larger with every flame rekindled.

Right. The person behind him. He lifts his goggles to see better, but does not turn around yet.

They sound out of breath. The glimps of voice that he can already hear from them feels familiar. But his mind… Can‘t connect the stray pieces. He doesn‘t give the feeling further thought.

„Aim! Stop! It’s enough- You’ve- This isn‘t what you want!“ He hears coming from behind him. He wonders why the light glitch in their voice feels like another home

Could he be the stranger again, that said he knew his dad?.. No, no, their voices were much too different for such a connection. And the prankster didn‘t yell when he had… Done some necessary demolition, unlike this.. stranger. (The houses were about to fall apart anyway, he told himself. Over and over.) Why did saying „stranger“ feel wrong again?

„… How would you know what I want?“ his own voice comes out as raspy. He hasn‘t spoken in quite some time now, having no one to listen to him as much as he remembers, and the added amount of sludge in his throat (naturally occurring when you cry, of course) didn‘t help. He cleared his throat before continuing on, for his own comfort „'Cuz I don‘t recall ever telling you anything.“

„… You have, I promise. It‘s just been a while.“ Thinking about it, the tone did seem more familiar now. He was given a strange sensation of deja vu, and somewhere inside him he wondered if it’d ever stop. „Please, look at me. Let‘s talk this out instead.“

(Inside, he wished to remember. He couldn‘t.)

… Sure, whatever. When he turns, the figure that meets him must be someone he‘s acquainted with. Just blurred, with his cheeks still stained wet and warm. Their bones were dark and there were marks on their face. Hm.

((- 1/? ))

[shinechermont]

To celebrate the first day of October, I drew my baby Estrella, which is also my entry for @bluepallilworld 's Halloween collab!

She is an 《adorable》 biblically accurate angel!