#still trying to figure out how to draw sanses

[rryurei]

Finally drew fanart for FTFO and MOAP! If you haven’t read these, please do so. They are AMAZING.

They can be found on AO3 as For The Forgotten Ones and Memories of a Protector.

[monodramatic-cannibal]

Refs done for my UToc :DD He's called Nix-Ceto. His blaster's don't really have names, but oh well lol.

He's open for asks and such, I also don't mind ocs interacting as well. (also I don't mind others ocs being related to his lore either lol)

More info under the cut

Head canon voice: toe - グッドバイ / Goodbye

More info on his design:

His height is 5,9

Late 20s early 30s in terms of age (will edit if I choose an age), a little bit younger than most Sanses.

His clothing is made of somewhat waterproof fabric, so when water is available he may use it to travel as he finds it quicker to move around due to his tail allowing him to swim quicker

Tends to have triangle symbolism on his clothes that he wears, he does this subconsciously.

25% of the time he will have the fish blaster’s out just swimming along the air beside him. For no reason other than he likes watching them move around.

The sword and its case is something he can summon/desummon as well. But tends to have it with him 50% of the time since it does have a shoulder strap to carry it. (I also named his sword after this song)

When his eyes flare with magic it flashes/fades back and forth from yellow to blue.His ecto colour is also blue on the outside and yellow in the middle. (sort of like the fish blasters ecto)

Will randomly lose teeth, but due to having shark teeth/very similar mouth to sharks the tooth will quickly be replaced.

Despite the somewhat formal fashion sense he tends to look a bit scruffy, hates it if anyone tells him to tidy himself up.

The gaster blasters are inspired by how @.tinylittlefox1 (Twitter) draws gaster blasters. What his gaster blaster sounds like (The 'fish' blaster's don't have a noise yet)

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His magic:

Is able to summon multiple gaster blasters like normal Sanses, as well as the bone attacks and blue attacks.

His gaster blasters can go against his orders though, often doing different attacks e.g. instead of shooting a beam at someone they may bite someone instead. They might also not attack if Nix-Ceto doesn’t truly want to fight someone, or if someone had befriended the blasters.

Ceto also has two extra summons, in the ‘fish’ blasters, these can’t shoot beams but can create barriers/shields, can be used for multiple things, such as blocking attacks, trapping people, creating bridges, etc. He has more control over the fish blasters, but tends to let them do their own thing, since they seem to know the best times of when to defend him.

His other summon is his sword. His sword having a water effect whenever he swings it, and seems to create water when swinging it too, the more he swings it/the longer he uses it in a fight the more water it produces. Which Ceto will use to help in fights such as flicking this water in peoples faces to hopefully blind them for a second.

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Nix-Ceto (can have the nickname of Nix or Ceto) is a Sans that came from an au where he didn’t feel like he belonged, having a very hazy memory, and no memories of childhood. It turning out he came from a different au, and basically took the place of the Sans in this new au. He still did care for the friends in this au, and still viewed the Papyrus as his brother. But finding out he didn’t really belong here it inspired him to try to find where he did come from.

After an encounter with Dream, Dream helped him discover the fact he has the ability to open portals to other aus. Which leads him to now take the nickname Nix-Ceto to differentiate himself from the other Sanses. Out of respect for Dream he also goes round dealing with the smaller problems that don’t have the attention of the multiverse guardians/The Star-Sanses. He does this to try to relieve Dream of some stress not having more problems, and also because Nix wants more allies on his side, via helping aus out.

Over time his focus became less on trying to find his og au and more so just making memories and figuring out secrets and mysteries within the multiverse.

Nix-Ceto is described as a quiet cold individual by most people that meet him. But the few that actually take time to get to know him a little bit better discover he is an individual that cares a lot for others, that is willing to fight alongside others to help them achieve their hopes and dreams. Though the ones who get to know him also complain about the fact he never says goodbye when leaving.

Ceto never says goodbye since he thinks goodbyes are sad. What's the point in saying goodbye if they might meet again, and what's the point in saying goodbye if you're not to meet again. Ceto has a realistic view on life, verging into pessimistic way of viewing things. But he still holds onto what he views as good, and cherishes connections that he makes in the multiverse.

He doesn’t mind teaming up with others, and wouldn’t mind if others were to travel with him from time to time. Him often acting as a beacon of hope for others who want to see the multiverse and find their place. Ceto has seen plenty of travel partners come and go, and tends to remember each of them, and will even pass along their stories not letting the memories of their adventures go.

Most aus he goes to tend to be pacifist or neutral. Since there's not much he can do for a genocide au, the only time he may go to a geno au is if it's getting destroyed by an outside source, he will often help move people into the omega timeline. Most aus he tends to try not to get attached too, since he knows he will only be moving onto the next very soon. But other than 'his own', he got a soft spot for the au 'Oceantale', even though everything is underwater in the au he has no problem moving around due to his shark tail. With Oceantale he also gets a feel of familiarity, though he isn't sure why, he assumes it's because maybe he was originally from an au that heavily involves water, but he isn't too sure on that. Just generally any au with some ocean theme, or aus that take place on the surface involving water he tends to like more than other aus.

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Can either go by Nix, or Ceto as nicknames, most people tend to use Nix for him. Is sometimes thrown off by people using his full name if he's used to having that person use a nickname for him.

He often doesn't take many breaks when traveling around the multiverse. Often it's his companions who force him to take a break. He doesn't have too much he likes to do in his free time, but does try to take part in whatever one of his companions are doing in their free time.

He does enjoy music, often listening to quieter songs, most songs either with no vocals or with soft vocals in them. Preferring the music itself rather than a singer.

When it comes to food he's mostly not picky, he can make food himself, but it's normally 'decent', will often let companions he travels with make food instead. Though when feeling home sick he often misses food he'd make with Paps. Making a mental note to go visit his 'au'.

Doesn't tend to carry much, often may carry supplies with him, but tries to pack very lightly. This means he doesn't really like carrying anything around that he deems as unnecessary. Meaning if any aus try to give him gifts for helping he will often refuse, since it's normally gifts that aren't practical for him. Will normally accept food as gifts though, or generally supplies he will actually use.

Dislikes eye contact and physical touch. Very few people can actually hold his eyes, or touch him. If someone he doesn’t know touches him chances are he will flinch away and even say something like ‘ew’ at them. Just doesn’t like being noticed, and dislikes the feeling of being touched. Though for the people who are able to touch him may notice he seems touch starved.

When dealing with threats across the multiverse he often gives threats 2 chances to stop. One before he fights them, then another chance before he kills them. He knows it may make him as bad as these threats, but in his head they can’t hurt anyone else if they’re dead. They can’t cause any more problems if they’re dead. Nix sees what he does as a necessary evil, murder to get rid of the murderers/problems. He tries not to drag anyone else into these fights, since he knows a lot of people are against hurting, let alone killing, another being.

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Relationships/ (Friendships/etc) with other characters/thoughts on other characters: (will only write about my own ocs here, or fandom characters. Won’t write about others ocs due to not wanting to mischaracterize them)

Tanue: One of the companions he travels with frequently is Tanue. Tanue has been a constant thorn in his side since they met. Basically since Tanue realized Nix could travel around aus without help from one of the multiverse guardians/outcodes Tanue has been using Nix like an multiverse taxi. Nix at first was a little annoyed about being used like that, but over time the two got to know each other. And Nix holds a little bit of respect for Tanue, only a little. Nix will be one of the first to admit that Tanue has a good heart, and knows what he wants from life. Nix is a little jealous of Tanue in the regard of knows who he is and what he wants from life. But he doesn't let that effect their friendship. Nix travels around to solve problems, but Tanue often ends up being a problem himself, due to Tanue's love for fighting. But Nix due to so much time with Tanue is able to reel Tanue back in.

Yusuke: Someone who was in one of the first few aus he helped evacuate to the Omega Timeline while it was being deleted. Has known Yusuke for several years, he’s very close to Yusuke, and very protective over him. Sees Yusuke as his best friend, Yusuke being one of the only few people to easily joke around with Nix able to hold Nix’s gaze and touch Nix as well. Yusuke will often jokingly flirt with him, which he also finds amusing too, since it always comes at random times and often are unhinged flirts. Used to travel with Yusuke a lot, but Yusuke wanted to settle down in the Omega Timeline, and had begged him to do the same, which Nix didn’t want too. Which lead the two to not be in contact as often since Nix was always coming and going from the Omega Timeline. But due to a sudden change in Yusuke’s mind, Yusuke has decided to try to pick back up traveling with Nix.

Star Sanses: Mainly has respect for Dream, both for teaching him how to open portals, and Dream also encouraged him to find his original au, which started him out on this journey of his. The other two members of the stars he never met, so can’t say too much about them. Part of him knows Dream wouldn’t be happy with how he handles some problems, but in his eyes ‘they can’t be a problem anymore if they’re dead.’

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(if anyone wants to have any of their utau oc’s lore connected to Nix-Ceto’s story, e.g. as one of the people who traveled with him or is currently traveling with him, go for it lol. I don’t mind peoples ocs interacting with mine.)

(also this info on him might be subject to change, and I may add more to it over time lol)

[tabbywaslost]

ooh! can i request bloodreddust (horror x red x dust) or inkmare? /nf

I'll do 10 headcanons for each!!

BloodRedDust:

1.

Nightmare said he'll pay for their wedding and he WILL bend the rules and make a wedding for 3 people possible.

2.

Some people were confused bc they saw Horror and Fell hanging out like a couple and then saw Dust and Fell hanging out like a couple and then saw Horror and Dust hanging out like a couple and were really confused and thought that the 3 of them are cheaters. One day, the rest of the bad sanses sat them down and told Fell that they saw Horror and Dust together, he acted hurt and started yelling at Horror and Killer pulled out his phone, but Horror and Dust knew he was acting and trying to pull something on the others so they went along. And then the others told Horror that they saw Fell and Dust together and the 3 of them started having a heated argument and then they just broke down laughing and everybody was confused then they confessed to being in a poly relationship and this entire argument being one final prank before they come clean. Error hasn't spoken to them since.

3.

They sit down on Saturdays and figure out who is dating who, who is best friends with who, who is biased towards who, who hates who and things like that with evidence like pictures, events, conversations, audio recordings and videos. Yes they stalk people and try to figure stuff out and they sometimes their findings to blackmail, tease, etc. They argued a LOT until they figured out that Inkmare was real but they're not gonna tease or blackmail or do anything with that knowledge bc Nightmare and Ink can and WILL wipe them out of existence if they spill the secret like that.

4.

Horror has brought Fell and Dust to his AU a few times when they all have the day off, Fell has done the same when they all have the day off. Dust refuses to bring them to his AU bc he doesn't wanna remember it and Fell doesn't bring them to his AU a lot due to the fact that it's dangerous so they usually hang out at either Nightmare's Castle, HorrorTale or a pretty AU like OuterTale or something else. But they can't go to AUs as they wish so they need help from either Nightmare, Bill, Error, 404, etc.

5.

They sometimes go on BAD movie marathons and die of absolute laughter bc the movie plots are so horrendous.

6.

Fell and Horror are able to calm Dust down when he has an episode. He HAS accidentally attacked them a few times, seeing them as hallucinations and whatnot and HAS broken some of their bones by accident but they know he doesn't mean any of it.

7.

Horror's Papyrus is the only Papyrus that fully approves of them. Dust's Papyrus is always in the corner, watching everything and is still unsure whether he's okay with Dust dating anybody yet due to trust issues and Fell's Papyrus is still sorta being persuaded by them into approving of them dating

8.

Horror sorta feels like he has to support Dust and Fell as much as he can and it's due to lack of self-worth. When on missions, he offers to do the most dangerous things despite him not having much magic, he almost never vents to anybody, ESPECIALLY them bc he feels like he'd burden them and they've already got enough to deal with. They've reassured him it's alright to do so but he still feels like he shouldn't "burden" them.

9.

They prank the rest of the bad sanses and make up elaborate pranks that are harmless but insanely annoying.

10.

Dust's Papyrus sometimes scares the ever-living daylights out of him when he is with Horror and Fell.

Inkmare:

1.

They have a made up game where Nightmare grabs one of his books and reads descriptions of how characters look or reads scenes with characters that Ink knows how they look and Ink draws whatever he hears bc he is very quick with drawing. It doesn't have to be very detail, you just have to get the image and then they look up how the characters or the scenes ACTUALLY look.

2.

Ink has taught Nightmare about all important AUs he should know. Nightmare always listens to Ink's infodumping and likes to hear his voice

3.

Ink sometimes climbs Nightmare's tentacles like monkey bars and plays with them. And since Ink is so short, Nightmare can use his tentacles to help Ink up if he ever needs to.

4.

They're very cuddly and sometimes try their best to mock insanely obnoxious couples and mock baby-talking by overly exxagerating it.

5.

betterbennounced they're together, Dream accepted it instantly and was genuinely happy for them bc this was after their once-and-for-all truce but Blueberry needed some time to process bc he has been beaten up horribly a countless amount of times by Nightmare [I'm talking legs or arms torn off, ribs broken, etc. but Ink redrew them for Blueberry later.] and panics almost whenever he sees him. Dream took him to therapy and spent months comforting him for it. In the end, Blueberry was happy for them as well but he still sorta panics upon seeing Nightmare but he's a bit better.

6.

Ink, upon seeing Nightmare's room all bland, took it upon himself to ask everyone [remaining bad sanses, remaining star sanses, neutrals, etc.] to just distract Nightmare for 5 entire days and prevent him from going to his own room. BUT they knew that Ink was planning something and kept Nightmare distracted for an entire week just in case Ink needed 2 extra days and JUST IN CASE Nightmare hears Ink doing something in there, they didn't even let him enter the castle. They had sleepovers anywhere except the castle, night outs, game nights, nights where they break into or explore abandoned places, etc. and Ink was busy painting and drawing on the walls and ceiling of Nightmare's room, buying him new and interesting decor for his room, just entirely renovating his room while remembering to buy stuff so he just teleports to different AUs and it takes a while to find stuff. So, he IS a very quick artist, but he also needs to buy the materials and organize the stuff and everything. In the end, the room looked amazing and Nightmare tried paying Ink but Ink refused bc it's a small gift according to him.

7.

Ink has some sort of fear of his loved ones dying due to Gin's death and he has had some vivid nightmares of Nightmare dying in one way or another. And because Nightmare told him that the only way he can be killed is if all cells in his body are destroyed and that is INSANELY hard to do. Ink got over his nightmares but that fear is still in the back of his mind and Nightmare tends to comfort him often.

8.

They have playful fights, where they don't intend to hurt each other and just fight for the sake of playfulness.

9.

Ink ALWAYS watches cartoons with Nightmare and Nightmare enables him because he knows that Ink literally can't watch anything BUT cartoons because they're far away from reality. They have watched Steven Universe, Gravity Falls, The Amazing World of Gumball and they have repeated each cartoon 4-5 times [not in the same day, they watch like 3 episodes per day]. Nightmare is more than happy to see Ink so happy over something so small.

10.

They call each other and chat for HOURS just to hear each other's voices and Ink sorta got attached to Nightmare and always want him to be with him

Thanks for the request!! This was fun to do!

[iatetheglue]

Hi im new here anyway in your southpark au are the characters portrayed in the sp artstyle or in their actual bodies just acting like cartman, kenny, kyle n them

Ehh

Kind of both??

I’m definitely trying to figure out how to draw the sanses in a South Park art style but it’ll probably be more of kid sanses acting like the southpark characters

It’s still very much a wip and my head is empty 🤭 /hj

[undertale-writing-times]

The jealous prompt "hey, you okay? you look off..." with Dream, please?

Dream is so jealous in this haha.

Dream didn’t like bad feelings. He didn’t like feeling irritated or angry, it was a negative feeling and yes, they were needed, but he still didn’t like it! He didn’t like the idea of it.

He didn’t like to be mad, but damn it, he was. 

Today was a day in which he could not overlook it… no matter how hard he strained to.

You could ask him what was wrong, what was happening. 

Well, Ink decided to try to help Y/n figure out how to do this new thing of art. Just painting, and agreed to allow them to paint on her face. 

Y/n had their hand rested against Ink’s cheek, and was painting over her skull with the paint and Dream hated just how close they were together. 

This isn’t fair! Ink knew just how much he liked Y/n, and she was doing this just to mess with him! He knew it! He sat on the couch, tapping his fingers, trying to ignore what was happening just a little bit away. This is so annoying! Why was he so jealous?

He shouldn’t be jealous. 

Y/n wasn’t even his partner… It was fine that they were spending time with Ink! In fact, Dream was delighted that Ink and Y/n were spending time together! Even though Dream was the one that brought Y/n here in the first place.

They should be spending time with him.

He continued to rant and ramble in his head, his eyes narrowed slightly. Ink knew that Dream had a crush on Y/n, come on Ink, Dream normally doesn’t feel this kind of attachment to people that often. Why would you go and try to do this? 

Well… Ink might not have been trying to get him jealous, now that he thought about it. Ink wasn’t the most intelligent.

Dream’s eyes shoot over to see what they were doing, and Y/n was looking into their box to get a different brush. Ink looks at him, their eyes meeting, then she winks while sticking out her tongue. 

Dream stops himself from gasping. 

How dare she?

She knew exactly what she was doing! “Hey, Y/n, can you do a little heart on my cheek?” she reaches up, tapping her cheek. 

“Oh! Yeah, of course,” Y/n says, with a smile on their face. They started to draw the heart to paint it.

Y/n had no idea what Ink was trying to do, and to be honest, neither did Dream. Why would Ink go and try to make Dream jealous? All of the star sanses knew about Dream’s crush. 

Blueberry has almost spilled the beans once or twice, both times Cross had to stop him. It meant a lot to Dream. 

He turns his head down and starts to complain to himself again, tapping his fingers on his knees. The positive feelings coming from Y/n was nice, but Dream wanted those positive feelings to be coming because of him! Not Ink who was doing this to make him jealous! Ahhhhh!

"Hey, you okay? You look off..." he heard, causing his body to tense, and he lifts his head quickly to look over. Y/n was looking at him, a frown on their face. They looked nervous.

"Oh- ah- yes... yes! Right, of course, why wouldn't I be? I'm peachy. Thank you for asking... what do you need? Are you okay?" he rests his head down against his fist, leaning on the couch pillow.

He saw Ink snort, putting her hand over her mouth. Ugh... rude. 

Y/n lets out a soft huh sound, before smiling and they shrug their shoulders "I'm alright, I'm working on the art stuff" They look back at Ink who was still giggling. "Ink decided to help me out" 

Ink, out of nowhere, perks up "Right! That reminds me" she starts, "Bye, Dream can help you!" she falls back off the couch into a puddle of ink to disappear. 

Y/n blinks and leans over the couch, looking down at the portal before it closes, and they frown, mumbling "what?" They look over at Dream.

Dream's eyeshines shoots down, then looks at them, and shuts his teeth tighter "You can... you can paint on me instead, if you want?" he asks, with a little smile poking his fingers together. 

They look over at him again, getting a small smile "Are you sure?" When he nods, they scoot closer again, "Alright, do you mind taking off your crown?"

Dream pauses, but nods slowly, and reaches up to take it off slowly. He normally hated to take it off but he didn't want Y/n to feel bad. So, for now, he figured it would be fine.

[lunarreaper-ut]

Oh, I had an idea for an ask yesterday, but forgot. Now I remember though! In a completely hypothetical situation, if the whole cast of Kingdomverse? were to get wings, what do their wings look like, and how do they react? And how fast do they learn to fly, if they are able/want to?

I just like wings, and this would obviously not be canon.

Oh this is really nice to think about! I love wings too, so I'm absolutely happy to do this. Though it might be hard for me to actually describe them... Let's give it a shot!

(NOTE: These descriptions are NON-CANON to Kingdomverse?, but if you guys like them, feel free to draw them! I might do so too, I like wings >w<)

I'll do the Royal Court last this time, so let's start with...

Red

His wings would be on the larger side. They'd be a dark red with black and red speckles around his shoulders. He's freaked out when he develops the wings, but he thinks their hella cool. He has troubles with flying at first, and honestly even though the wings look cool, they're a lot of work.

They look cool, but Red hates the upkeep they require and the energy it takes to fly. He still likes flying though, he just won't do it often.

Edge

His wings are also on the larger side, but they're more lengthy than Red's. He's also developed what seems to be tail feathers! His have a similar coloration (A bit brighter base color), but the speckles are concentrated at the ends of the wings rather than around the shoulders. Edge is surprised when he gets his wings, but he doesn't let it show.

He practices flying in private, and he soon finds he rather likes how majestic his wings make him look. He doesn't much care for flying, he doesn't really need to go anywhere. He learns how to fly far quicker than Red though.

Comic

His wings are on the smaller side. They're a grey-blue coloration with a white ombré towards the tips of the feathers. He, for the most part takes getting wings in stride. Much like with his Guardsman training, he seems to just know how to fly soon after getting them. He's too lazy to do it that often though.

He likes his wings, they make good blankets.

Pyrus

His wings are lonngg! They also have tail feathers, but they're longer than Edge's. The underside of his feathers are a pale yellow at the center, turning more orange as they reach the tips, and the backs of his wings are just orange. They have the same light yellow color as a few speckles across the backs of his wings too.

Pyrus had a bit of a freak out when he developed wings. Why did it happen? It happened to you too Comic?! Is it a sickness?! Are we dying??? No he doesn't know why a disease would make them grow wings before they die, but it's an option!

He eventually calms down, don't worry. He has a little bit of difficulty learning how to fly, but with Comic's help he learns pretty quick! He loves flying, and will take any excuse to do it.

Lust

Lust's wings are also on the smaller side, but they're much more elegant. They have some pale purple, almost white feathers at the shoulders. His feathers lightly curl at the ends, and there are a couple longer feathers that come from the base of his wings that appear to be just decorative. His wings color is reminiscent of a purple sunset.

Lust is startled at having gained wings, but is immediately overjoyed. They're so pretty! Lust gets to work at making sure they have the perfect outfit to go with them. Lust has difficulties learning to fly, but eventually gets the hang of it. They love flying, but don't do it often.

Ardor

Ardor's wings are the same length as Pyrus's, but also with an elegant flair. They're more pink than Lust's wings, and seem to have a cloud-like pattern across them. Ardor has long tail feathers that seem to have a rough heart shape at the ends.

Ardor is extremely startled when they see that they've developed wings. Seeing that Lust has also gained wings eases their worries a bit, but they're still nervous. He's too anxious about even having wings to try to learn how to fly yet. It takes him a while. Ardor doesn't want to fly.

Stretch

Stretch's wings are the most similar to Pyrus's in shape, but in size they're the smallest of the Papyri. His tail feathers are also the shortest. His wings are colored like a flickering flame, various shades of orange and yellow melding together. The base of his wings at his shoulders are a more brownish color on the back, and the brown speckles across the back of his wings.

Stretch is similar to Comic, he's surprised but not all that concerned about having wings. Stretch learns to fly so he can encourage Blue to learn as well, though honestly he'd rather stay on the ground too. Flying is hard work.

Blue

Blue's wings are similar to Comic's in shape, but they're larger. They're a light blue with white stripes at the ends. The base of his wings are also white. Blue is startled when he sees he's gained wings, and goes to the Kings to figure out what's happened.

Blue... doesn't want to learn to fly. He's afraid of heights after all. He does try though! Stretch helps him with the basics, and he can get off the ground... but honestly the ground is nice, and he'd much rather stay on the ground.

Geno

Geno's wings are similar to Comic's in shape and size. His are a white color that fades to grey and then red at the tips. He's surprised about gaining wings, and can quickly tell they won't be any use beyond being decorative. His wings feel heavy, like weights.

Geno is unable to use his wings to fly, and his disappointment shows. Reaper is quick to comfort him, assuring Geno that he'll still take him out flying, wings or no wings. Geno will stretch his wings out on these trips now, and the feeling of the wind through his feathers is wonderful.

He's kind of relieved he can still be held by Reaper like this.

Reaper

Reaper already has wings, so I'll just describe them. His are a deep pitch black with splotches of a dark grey on the undersides. They seem to almost fade to smoke at the tips.

Error

Error's wings appear to be much more... sharp I suppose is the word? than the others'. They're black, and the very edge of his wings have three blue streaks. (I don't mean the tips of the feathers, I mean the ends of the wings, like when he extends them... Describing things is hard T^T)

The tips of his feathers have a faint red and yellow ombré, similar to his fingers. His and Geno's wings look rather similar actually, just different colors. (and a few minor detail changes for Error)

Error heads to the Kings immediately when he develops wings, and then goes to check on Geno. He learns to fly on his own, but he struggles with it quite a bit. He doesn't really fly much, since all his work is on the ground.

Ink

Ink's wings are white, and have a pale, cloud-shaped rainbow pattern towards the tips of his feathers. His wings are rounder than the others', and he also has decorative feathers like Lust.

Ink is excited when he sees his wings, and immediately starts trying to learn how to fly. He loves flying, and will also look for any excuse to do so. Sometimes he won't even wait for an excuse.

Dust

Dust's wings also have a sharp look to them. They're an ashy grey with an almost purple tint, and a white splattered pattern at the tips of his feathers. Dust has a mini-freakout when he sees he has wings. He's another one who heads to the Kings for answers.

Dust doesn't actually want to learn to fly, so he doesn't. He's fine staying on the ground.

Horror

Horror's wings are a grey color as well, and appear to resemble fog with their pattern. Mixes of various greys make them look smoky and cloudlike. His wings are also the largest of the Sanses. Horror is probably the most undisturbed about gaining wings. He does think to go and ask the Kings about it, but he doesn't mind them.

Horror can't fly either, unfortunately. Much like Geno, his wings are more like weights. He doesn't mind. They're fluffy and warm. He does learn, however, that even though he can't fly, he can glide. He figured it out when he was hunting. He's far faster on the ground now, using his wings as a way of getting short bursts of speed.

Cross

Cross's wings are white, and the tips have a black X pattern across them. His wings are almost as large as Horror's. His wings have a regal, almost angelic look to them shape-wise.

Cross is surprised of course when he develops wings, and is the first one to talk to Dream about what's happened. He learns to fly thanks to Dream, despite his initial nervousness about it. He flies whenever Dream wants to go flying.

Killer

Killer's wings are a deep, almost black, red. His feathers have a red ombré at the tips. His feathers look sharp, and his wings are sleek, built for speed. Killer is confused when he sees his wings, but shrugs it off and heads to Nightmare to see if he knows what's up.

He learns to fly with few hiccups, and rather likes it. He sticks to Nightmare most of the time, but with permission he likes to fly around a bit.

Dream

Dream's wings are in a word, magical. They appear to be made of pure light. He actually has four wings, two small ones on the bottom, two large ones on the top. The feathers seem to glow, and almost sparkle. When light touches them, they seem to reflect a pale rainbow.

Flying seems to come naturally to Dream, and he rather likes it. It's freeing. He encourages Cross to fly with him. Honestly, if Dream had wanted previously, he could have given himself wings using his magic. He'd never thought to do so, and it certainly wouldn't have been permanent. He couldn't have dreamt of making them this pretty either!

Nightmare

Nightmare's wings, while just as impressive, aren't as eye catching as Dream's. His are dark, shadow-like, and seem to be constantly shifting. He, unlike Dream, has six wings. His wings are much more... malleable than any other's. They can almost lay flat across his form like a cloak of shadows.

If he spreads his wings completely, it's then you'd notice their pattern. The underside of his wings seem to resemble the night sky, a galaxy of faint shimmering stars glittering across the feathers.

Much like Dream, flying comes naturally. Nightmare has actually given himself wings before, purely out of curiosity. They weren't as pretty as the ones he has now though, and he couldn't fly with them. Nightmare needs a bit of convincing from Killer to actually fly now.

[numberonephantompizza1]

Poppy Fanfic: “Ask Her”

For context: This is a fanfic I wrote in order to join the Poppy Milk dev team and show off my writing skills. Since the callout at the time said we’d need to write a lot of sidequests, I wanted to ask the question of what a Poppy-centered side-quest would be like. I got the idea that it would be from an Asker’s perspective, and everything sort of came naturally after that. Even though I’m on the dev team right now, it’s not canon to Omega Timeline: Poppy’s Story and even has some inaccuracies that contradict canon. With that said, please feel free to read the story below the cut.

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You noticed something very different inside your room when you woke up. The lights were off and the sun hadn’t yet risen, but there was a certain… aura, coming from your door. You were filled with a certain trepidation, but… you approached it. It was hard to see in the light, but it looked… grey. 

Swallowing the lump in your throat, you stepped through...

...and found about the last person you would’ve expected. The spitting image of Frisk - CORE!Frisk, that was, looking up at you, in the middle of a white void.

“Wh- You’re real?!” you asked, dumbfounded.

“Of course I’m real. Have you been taking all this multiverse stuff for granted? Everything is real somewhere,” Core answered, simply. 

“I… I don’t… and you, me…” you panted, starting to feel a small panic attack coming on.

“Focus,” Core snapped their fingers, grounding you back in reality. Okay, this was happening now.

“Let’s get down to business. Simply: you don’t like me. And I don’t like you. But we BOTH like Poppy. Poppy, my dear, sweet angel… has unfortunately recently come to the realization that Askers ALSO exist in the multiverse. And now she wants to do a ‘meet n’ greet’ with one of her fans. Trust me, I TRIED to talk her out of it, but she can be darn persuasive when she wants to be. And as you’re now realizing, that’s where you come in. 

“I wanna make you a deal. You play along with whatever Poppy wants until she gets bored of this. If you’re on your best behavior - and that means, don’t give her anything bad, don’t tell her anything you KNOW she shouldn’t know, don’t use any magic, and be a general good influence - if you play nice, in exchange, I will allow you to hang out with ANY resident of the Omega Timeline. 

“Want to spend a day full of wacky hijinks with a Papyrus, or even an Underswap Sans? Consider it done. Want to know how Deltarune Chapter 2 plays out ahead of time? I know a Susie with your name on it. Whatever you want, so long as you play by the rules, and don’t ask for anyone obviously ridiculous. So… do we have ourselves a deal?”

You contemplated that offer, and everything that was happening, trying to suppress your inner urge to geek out for just a few moments. The Omega Timeline, Poppy, and all the AU’s you could think of and more were real. And you just got an invitation to visit them.

“Yeah, of course!” you nodded excitedly, though your enthusiasm only seemed to make Core more anxious.

“Don’t make me regret this…” Core sighed, as the whiteness seemed to melt away into a cozy-looking house with wooden floors and lime walls, where you were standing directly outside of a white door. Core seemed to have disappeared.

Technically, there was nothing stopping you from exploring. So you did just that. You walked up to a shelf with some family photos. One was a photo of Poppy, Core, Dusted and Rust all together, in some meadow, looking happy. At least, you assumed Dusted and Rust were happy, they didn’t show up well on camera. There was another photo of Poppy alone, looking somewhat younger than she did on the blog, seated on a chair in a photo that looked far more staged. She held an actual poppy flower in her hand and smiled brightly.

You opened the cabinet doors, curious of what knick-knacks you might find in there. Some crayons, a few random glass cups, some art by 3-year-old Poppy that was so poorly done its meaning was hard to decipher, and a locked box. You reached for the box--

“Getting a bit sidetracked, aren’t we?”

You jolted up, and faced Core behind you. Even though they were child-sized, they crossed their arms with the poise and authority of a stern parent. You laughed anxiously. “Ahahaha… ahaha… ha……..”

“...Strike one.” Core said, and vanished. The meaning of that was all-too clear. Deciding not to dilly dally any longer, you went to the room you suspected to be Poppy’s, and knocked. 

“Just a sec!” Poppy said, and opened the door. She looked up at you, and gasped. “Wow, Granpa really did come through…!” She twirled excitedly. “You must be my adoring fan, aren’t you?” she asked.

You stared down at the girl in stunned silence.

“To be honest, I kinda figured you’d be some gray guy with sunglasses, but that’s kinda silly in hindsight. How you doin’?” She asked that last line in a mock accent as you continued to stare.

“Baby,” you said.

“What?”

“Nothing,” you quickly tried to change the subject. “Yeah, it’s… y’know, it’s great to be here…” You clasped your hands together, biting your lip. You were in an Undertale AU, faced with the AU granddaughter of another AU character. You still weren’t entirely over that. Was this fever dream? Fandom heaven, or fandom hell?

“I know! Once I heard you guys weren’t from the Omega Timeline, I realized I hadn’t met even ONE of my fans… even if you guys are super annoying some of the time.” 

“Uhhh, yeah…” you wondered if you should apologize on behalf of the askers who put Poppy in the hospital that one time. Then again, it seemed kind of awkward, and it might have been best not to bring that up while Core was watching, which was always. Looking down at the cutesy girl, it was almost tempting to pull her into a hug, but you managed to keep your composure. 

“I wanted to do something a little more special than just some sorta interview, though, because you ask me questions all the time anyways,” Poppy said. “Granpa said you’ve never been to the Omega Timeline before, so I wanna give you the big tour!” Poppy went to the door. “I’m gonna be outside when you’re ready!” She left the room.

Seeing the empty room in front of you, you were tempted to snoop again, but you’d learned your lesson after last time. You headed straight out after Poppy.

You couldn’t help but gasp in awe of the serenity of the great outdoors as you were beckoned to it. You’d been outside before, obviously, but everything just looked so… nice. The blue sky, the grassy grounds, the ornate buildings… you’ve seen this place in pixel art and a couple drawings before, but seeing it with your own eyes was another story. And the next thing for you to nearly faint at was seeing the Undertale characters running around, Sanses, Undynes, Frisks, even goat moms. 

Poppy smiled. “...It’s nice, isn’t it? I KNEW taking you on a tour was a good idea.” She smirked. “Now remember, just because this is a meet-up doesn’t mean it’s free, and there WILL be a fee at the end of our ride.”

“...Uh… I left my wallet at home,” you said, patting your pockets, “And I don’t have any, uh... ‘G,’ I think. Unless the G stands for ‘Gratitude,’ amiright?” you did finger guns.

“G stands for Gold,” Poppy corrected you bluntly, unamused. She returned to her chipper attitude just as quickly, though. “Now, let me show you around!” She led you down the street. 

Walking with her, seeing so many versions of your favorite characters in the flesh, walking around… well, the temptation to talk to SOME of them was irresistible, Core be damned. You did resolve not to go too far off-track, but you shared some words with the folks you passed by, Poppy thankfully stopping each time you did. You met two Frisks - one boy, one ambiguous - an Underswap Undyne, a human version of Toriel, and surprisingly, a version of Princess Peach.

You and Poppy approached an elegant fountain, stood upon proudly by a statue of a mustachio’d CORE!Frisk. “This is the Timeline Plaza! It’s sort of the local park, where people meet up to do... stuff. Just hang out. Make a picnic. Play ball. All that good park-y stuff, y’know? And there’s stores in all directions, so it’s pretty good.” She proudly showed off her home to you, with a smile.

You talked to more on the way to the next place. An Inverted Fate Papyrus. A weird Ralsei who said his name was “Noyno.” An Asgore wearing a hoodie, who you assumed was swapped with Sans. (Poppy did scold you a little bit for this, telling you that just because someone has a hoodie you shouldn’t assume they’re swapped. You apologized.)

“This is Grillby’s! One of them, anyways. The nearest one to my house. It’s pretty good if you want an OK burger. Sanses love the place, though. It’s… kind of unhealthy. And a little gross.” Poppy said. “Especially when they just drink… raw… ketchup.”

“Can’t handle a little ketchup?” you smiled mischievously. “We drink it by the gallon back in my universe,” you lied.

“...I really hope you’re joking,” Poppy said, alarmed.

“Am I?” you smiled brighter.

“...W-well, we’re not going in there, so you can FORGET about drinking that much ketchup!” Poppy said, afraid of the sheer power of your ketchup-drinking.

You and Poppy moved onto the next spot. You met an Underswap Alphys who seemed to be trapped in a red-and-gold palette. You met a robot dressed as a circus ringmaster, who claimed to be a Chara. You met a Dummy dressed in a Frisk shirt. (You didn’t assume it was swapped with Frisk this time, which turned out to be a mistake, because it was.) Poppy stared at you awkwardly now, wondering why you were talking to all these random strangers. Finally, you and Poppy reached your next destination.

“The theater! Where we show off all the greatest hits! Including MY movie, which, not to brag, but it’s--”

Except, you’d been distracted by a hyperdeath Asriel, and were ignoring Poppy for the moment.

“...” Poppy spoke up. “That’s what I don’t get about you.”

“Huh?” that seemed to wake you up, and you looked at her. 

“Everytime it’s always, ‘have you met Underswap Sans,’ or ‘have you met JangoTale Frisk,’ or some other weird thing. You always ask that. But… they’re just people. Why do you always assume I know some random Sans or Frisk or someone?”

“I…” you were a bit taken aback. “...I don’t… we don’t assume you know them, they’re just… they’re just important.” 

“Important?” She asked. “...I-I mean, yeah, EVERYONE’s important, but, I don’t really get what you mean…”

“They’re all--” You paused, trying to collect your thoughts, think of everything you knew from the blog, and tried to actually talk to her. “...They’re like friends to me. Kinda.”

“...You guys are friends with them? I thought you were stuck in your world…” she frowned.

“No, it’s like-- I’m not ‘friends’ with Underswap Frisk, or-- or Storyshift Frisk, or Shifty or whatever, I’m just friends with… Frisk.”

...Poppy stared at you like you just said the ground was turning to jelly, or something equally bafflingly inane. “...I… think you’re confused. Look, sometimes newcomers struggle with this. Your Frisk isn’t the only Frisk--”

“I know! It’s… You don’t get it. This world, these worlds are so special and creative, and they mean a lot to me. I know we can be really edgy, and I know we ask weird questions about Dusted and Rust, but that’s all because… because...” you paused.

Poppy looked, seeming upset about hearing her siblings mentioned in the context of ‘edgy’ questions, not seeing what you were seeing. Core, standing behind her, holding up a hand signal.

The number two.

You were getting carried away. You overstepped.

“...Um… I’m sorry.” You pulled her into a hug as Core vanished. “There’s really no reason for us to ask those questions. We can just be dumb sometimes.”

“...” She hugged back. “Yeah, it’s okay. I knew you guys were super weird and dumb before I convinced Granpa to let you in here, so I guess I should’ve seen this coming,” Poppy smiled, regaining her confidence as you did your best to not be offended at being called weird and dumb.

“Okay! I think I have just one last stop in mind to cap this tour off on a high note! Literally, hehehe…” She giggled mischievously. This time, you didn’t stop to talk to others, following her directly as you approached a peak overlooking the town. For yet another time, and probably the last, you couldn’t help but ogle at the town’s beauty. “Pretty good, right?” She sat down.

“Ha… with all the climbing, I was worried we’d fall down a mountain,” you joked. Poppy seemed to roll her eyes, as you sat beside her. “...I guess I get how you can call this place home. I mean, once I stop nerding out, anyways. You don’t see stuff like this in my… reality.”

“Just gallons and gallons of ketchup, huh?” she commented. You couldn’t help but laugh. 

“Yeah.”

And you two just stared into the distance for a while. ...She wasn’t just a character. She was a human being.

...Or, technically just a ‘being,’ scratch the human part. Still, you felt a bit desensitized to all this. And so did she. You related in that way.

“I can’t say you exactly passed with flying colors, but you fulfilled your end of the agreement well enough.”

Without any warning, you were back in a white void with CORE!Frisk, just like before. You almost forgot about the deal you made, what with all the time you spent with Poppy. You stood.

“Uh… yeah. So, my reward…” you drifted off, remembering the offer Core gave you. The chance to meet just about any AU character of your imagining… or at least, any that would be peaceful enough to be in the Omega Timeline. Which still left a WIDE variety of options…

Who did you want to see? What mattered most to you?

...

Thinking deeply… you told Core their name.

“...Oh. Really? Well, I guess it makes sense for you that you’d want to see them,” Core remarked. “I can’t guarantee they’ll give you what you’re looking for, but a deal’s a deal. Let’s head off.”

You and Core went somewhere else.

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And that’s all she wrote! If you read this far, thank you. Working on the game since then has been fun, and I think you’ll like what we have in store. Until then, ciao.

[the-river-person]

Mistral Sans is now Community Shared

To echo the words of @undertaleauoc, Mistral is "open for use" without the need to request permission from the creator (me) though I’d like to be tagged and credited still. Mistral Formerly named: Sans Age: 10 to the power of 100 years (technically a little more than that by now, but the number is so huge that it's no longer relevant.) Gender: Male Appearance: Appears much like Classic Sans, except for the silvery-white crystalline formations growing all over his body. These can get quite large if he hasn’t removed them in a while, and are often quite sharp to anyone with flesh instead of bone. He makes an effort to keep the Kenón from growing up over his head and face, or from completely encasing his body, but it's difficult to keep up with since it grows faster whenever he happens to be in the Void itself. He wears a long brown overcoat, gloves, and long black trousers, mostly in effort to hide the Kenón as much as possible or keep the sharp points from cutting people by accident. He also keeps a red bandana around his neck, something given to him by Papyrus. His eyes never went back to their original state after the Void-Sickness. Instead of dark hollows with a white iris, they seem to be a pale grey, like a well of deep nothingness. Backstory: Mistral’s Universe is based upon the question “What would happen if the Human just never stopped the Resets, but went on forever?” And the resulting Tale that followed was one of mindless repetitions for time out of mind as the Human would Reset in order to prevent the Underground from being destroyed. Eventually the human, who was no longer human, stopped when Sans suggested a different means to preserve their Universe without killing. This Underground has a deep history of worship and lore that surrounds their Angel, and Sans played the role of Judge, a historical job where someone representing the Angel’s Justice would be called upon to make an absolute Judgement upon anyone or anything. The King called upon him to bring his judgement upon the entire Underground for their part in everything. Formerly a scientist under his Uncle Gaster, he helped come up with the “Solution” which the entire Underground was inoculated with to help them remember beyond Resets. He himself was a victim of the Void poisoning like that which affected Gaster’s Followers and was only saved from being wiped to a blank slate by Gaster’s efforts. A fragment of Kenón (Void-stone) and determination was placed in his soul, causing the crystals to spread from it. In later years as the Underground thrived despite the Resets, he pushed himself to get another degree, this time in psychology, and eventually became a practicing therapist/psychologist (as well as the Underground’s willing delivery boy. He liked being able to see and talk to people all the time, and get to know things.) Upon the destruction of his Universe he was thrown into the Void with his Uncle Gaster, where they were rescued by the mysterious River Person. They met with Ink!Sans who explained the Multiverse and gave them the means to travel it. Now they travel from Universe to Universe, or sometimes wander the Void itself, or the Anti-Void. Gaster (now named Majuscule) is searching for his children, and Sans (now named Mistral) is helping while searching for the Ship his brother escaped with and whatever survivors of his people there might still be. Personality: Mistral is old. Though he was in a mindless forgetful repetitive state for much of the Resets, and has few memories of his own childhood beyond what Papyrus reminded him of, he is significantly mentally older than most of the other Monsters from his Universe. The determination in his soul (along with the Kenón) makes him very strong willed and much more powerful than he was before. It also gives him a minor energy boost. His years as a scientist specializing in studies of the Soul and Physics, as well as his later degree in psychology and practice as a therapist, make him a fairly discerning person who is easily approachable and can talk about a number of different subjects with ease. Despite his actions during the Genocide Routes, he is a much more mentally stable person (possibly one of the most stable Sanses out there from what I see) and is very much a pacifist, refusing violence altogether and choosing to let his words and mind guide him out of trouble, or his teleportation to let him escape danger. Because of his refusal to consider physical violence, even in his own defense, his skill in using fighting magic has atrophied. He can no longer summon the blasters at all, and his bone attacks are weaker. His teleportation on the other hand is much stronger and he can do it more often without tiring too much. The other effects of his refusal to fight means that he must proactively avoid confrontation whenever possible. Mistral uses his knowledge of how people think and act to guide his interactions with others, putting even Monsters from the Fell Universes at ease with well timed and thought out humorous comments, as well as just generally being willing to listen and try to see from the point of view of other people. He can tell puns, but they usually sound a bit forced, like he memorized them somewhere and was just waiting for a point to use them. Very rarely he’ll come up with the perfect one on the spot and be absolutely thrilled with himself. More often he uses dry humor, throwaway lines, or Hyperbole.

His willingness to try and defuse the tension caused by aggressive Monsters he’s dealing with can sometimes backfire on him and serves to make the Monster even angrier and more violent. Mistral will then flee, not wanting to fight them, but often marking himself as guilty or suspicious in the process when this happens with an authority figure who has confronted him for his presence.

The Kenón crystal growing all over his body tends to freak people out as well, which is why he hides it as much as he can beneath the overcoat, gloves, and bandana.

Like all skeletons of his Universe, Mistral has a great knowledge of fonts and writing systems, punctuation marks, ciphers, and typography. It is a very important subject to them as it very closely ties with how they see themselves, their identity as a person. This may be rather strange to skeletons from other Universes who do not share this background. A similar problem comes when skeletons from other Universes find out how strongly he and the Monsters of his world believe in the mythical Angel of Mount Ebbot and often pray to them or swear by them (or use “Angel” as a swear).

He’s also very interested in the concept of Identity and how it can change over time or be altered by events in your life, and how names connect to the concept of identity.

Can I use Mistral in my comic/story/animation/etc?: Sure. He’s a wandering type character, so it's likely he’ll show up in countless Universes and places all over while searching for his brother and his missing cousins. Sometimes he’ll be with Gaster and sometimes not.

One thing to note is that his story will have a continuation, so if in your story you detail events that involve him beyond just a brief meeting, chat, or background character… Just be aware that it's probably not going to be canon to the story I’m planning for him (though if we take other Multiverses into account it could be canon elsewhere).

I would like to insist that you tag and credit me on his use (Credit is good. Tagging me makes it so I can come see your wonderful creations).

Can I ship Mistral with this other character/characters?: Yeah, why not?. Canonically he’s aesexual and only very passingly interested in the idea of romantic relationships. But sure, ship him with whoever you like. Just know that it's not canon to this Multiverse.

While I would still like to be tagged in stuff that involves him. I know I can’t stop nsfw art/writing and other things of that nature from happening, much as I might like to. But be warned, If I see it or am tagged with that, or am sent asks of that... I will block you. Fontcest, Incest ships, child ships, or smut in general will all get you blocked instantly.

Canon height and weight: 4-5 feet high (same as Classic Sans). Weight was trickier. He’s a skeleton. A human skeleton is only about 15% of your body weight. So classic is probably somewhere around 16 or so pounds. But Mistral is covered by continually growing crystalline structures of Kenón. Since the crystal is heavy but spread out and somewhat kept under control, it probably only doubles his weight, making him 32 pounds.

Canon strength: Mistral isn’t a fighter. His attacks are weak because his desire to actually fight is nonexistent, even if he has to defend himself or others. But his actual physical strength, as opposed to his magical attacks, sees a significant increase to that of your normal Sans. The Kenón crystals actually increase his defense by making his bones stronger and more crack resistant, and his self healing is well equipped to deal with most breaks, though they’re still quite painful.

He also has increased endurance for longer physical or magical activities so long as combat or confrontation isn’t part of it.

Since he weighs more, he can’t jump as high as a Sans who weighs less (not that it's a huge difference. He’s only 32 pounds. Plus his strength can mostly make up for it by pushing himself off harder when jumping.)

Is it okay if I draw him with another gender, age, height, or sexuality?: Go for it. Have fun. Tag and credit me. But remember that it’s not canon to THIS Multiverse that I’m working in.

Canon Birthday?: September 16th (though he hasn’t celebrated in a LONG time. He probably doesn’t remember his last actual birthday party. Papyrus might though…)

Font?: Used to be Comic Sans. But now it's Mistral (upper and lowercase).

Original AU: Aeontale by

a_river_is_a_liminal_space

(or the-river-person. basically… me)

Can I send Asks for more details if I need or want them?: Yes. My askbox is open. I’ll answer what I can. I’ve put everything I can think of on here, but inevitably there’s always something missed in things like this. So ask away.

[quonit37]

2021 Art Showstuff

Decided to revive that old post where I’d update it roughly once a month with art updates. I figured it’d be really convenient to have an archival post like this for the end-of-year “art from each month” posts I’ve started to make. That and I just liked them!

This first post is made on March 7th but nonetheless here’s stuff from each month.

January:

Date: 7th March 2021 Hyperfixation: Sonic Posts: ??? Followers: ???

Art: Funnily enough, I didn’t post anything really this much. Most of my work this month went into Cradles. I made a lot of Sonic drawings, though. Another issue regarding my art imput that month had to do with that for a week and a half I didn’t have my computer settup, meaning that I actually couldn’t make much art.

Here are some stills from Cradles I made that month!

February:

Date: 7th March 2021 Hyperfixation: Sonic, at the very end FnF Posts: ??? Followers: ???

In February I was really able to get more back into things. I created my Sonic sideblog, and it quickly grew as I posted just my little doodles to it.

I made a lot more this month, but my favorite art peice has to be the Valentines Day Contestshipping ones.

I like them both a lot, but I think that I might like the Drew one more because I didn’t forget to add his pokeball and because I think that it’s the best picture I’ve ever made of him. Who’d think that drawing the same character for five years would mean you get better at drawing them...

I’ll update again at the end of March to show off what I think beat that month!

March:

Date: 30th May 2021 (FUCK I forgot about updating this) Hyperfixation: FnF, mild Sonic Posts: ??? Followers: ???

So this month I made a LOT of more famous FnF content. My doodles REALLY started dating off, and I made Past Dust and started characterizing Alucard.

Favorite art peice this month (that isn’t a comic) might be this one I did for Error’s birthday!

It’s a traditional art peice where I used my watercolors and then made Knuckles and Dan using my markers and cutting it out. I think that’s creative and uhg finally I’ve done something new lol.

April

Date: 30th May 2021 Hyperfixation: FnF Posts: ??? Followers: ???

I was REALLY managing my FnF at this point. It got close to hitting 300 this month.

[Post here] [Speedpaint]

So this was a collaboration but I’m gonna allow myself to cheat a little but on it, sense 95% of it was me. This is one of the best things I’ve made and it’s SUPER amazing color wise and just VERY epic looking in general. I think I’ve finally defeated the “Too cute to be epic” disease I’ve had.

May

Date: 30th May 2021 Hyperfixation: FnF, Team Fortress 2, Ladyverse, Sonic, Sanses Posts: 33,168 Followers: 320

My hyperfixations suddenly exploded... IT’S KIND OF FUN TO HAVE FIVE HYPERFIXATIONS AT ONCE? But also very stressful. I try to ignore that I like Sanses again.

I think I’ve made quite a few nice things this month. But I think the one I need to point out is this one of Alucard.

[Post here]

It’s a traditional Copic peice with my markers, but this one is SUPER special to me because it’s the first copic piece I’ve done without it being a fullbody. Mom compared it to looking like a playing card, which I agree with. I love how I did the magic, with how the green light reflects off his glasses and the edge of the colors. How I avoided coloring parts which really makes it pop far more. The eyes- the EYES.

It really taught me a lot about copic drawing going forward and gives me more confidence. Though... I think I need to buy more refills first.

June

OH WOW did this month go on for a while.

Date: 3rd July 2021 Hyperfixation: Pokemon?? I guess?? Posts: 34,066 Followers: 326

Well I can say that I’ve been doing a lot of copic drawings recently. This month I made a bunch of doodles and me and Error started an RP and worked on a few fanfics... OH YEAH AND I FINISHED CRADLES

Took long enough! I got a positive response and I am tired.

Although I did finish about... Like, the entire third half this month that I don’t think counts as art of the month because this project spanned over many months.

I did a few colored pictures this month but most of it was focused on finishing Cradles. I actually finally got around to doing two other portaits in the style of the Alucard one for his siblings!

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I’m not as happy with these two as I was with the Alucard one for a few reason... I feel like the proportions feel more off than I’d like for the Cassandra one, and the Girlfriend one has a lot of uneven coloring and the streaks are very visable but not in a good way. + I screwsd up the eyes a bit. I still like them both though!

I do like this picture I did in the style of Kawai_Niy on Twitter though :O It’s not as impressive as the others but I got such a positive response from the person I copied the style from!

Hope this section isn’t too picture heavy. oopsss

[nighttimepixels]

This may be a bit random, but I’ve been trying to figure out if I want to cement my own takes on nicknames for the common slate of AU skelebros (UT-UF-US-SF-HT).

On the one hand, using the defaults (eg, Blue and Black for US and SF Sans) is a shorthand that’s usually quickly understood. And it’s been long enough that it’s a pretty automatic association for me too, heh.

On the other... I do like the idea of being able to better differentiate my takes on the guys, especially with the Swap verses, as they’ve got some of the widest variation in depictions. Additionally, I like working with the HT guys, but my take on them is varied enough too, and I don’t quite like violent names being the ones that stuck in the long run - rather, that they’d change the unfortunate ones in the end. Especially bc I’m fond of the take that they came from yes, a violent/human eating sort of background, but they’re not... intending on murdering or anything now that they’re no longer in famine, even if they’re not as cuddly/sheltered from the necessity of violence to survive like their classic selves.

Hmmm...

Alright, I’ll put my thoughts on what I might stick to below a cut, for anyone who’s interested! Let me know too if you like the idea of different nicknames, or if you’d strongly prefer I stick with fandom-standard? It’d make a big difference!

Sidenote before I jump into it! One primary reason for my current musing on this is that they’ll come up in relation to Lilytale, too- and I want to make sure to separate my versions of them, heh. As well as give some of the... more maligned guys a second chance. (￣ヮ￣|||)ゞ

In any case, here are my potential re-solidified nicknames for the guys, + how they chose them:

UT Sans: Sans Plain and simple - listen, he's lazy, he's tired, stars help him he's got a dangerous science machine to fix. And this is his timeline, he oughta have dibs, right? So... yes, he outcheated all the other guys who were also cheating when after a ton of arguing, they decided to pull straws. Which almost made it not cheating, and an unspoken rule to cheat in a way that didn't get caught... right? Yep, works for him.

UT Papyrus: Papyrus By default, the brothers agreed that whoever won the straw drawing would get their brother to keep their og name too, for simplicity's sake- so Papyrus got to keep his name too! He'll never admit how relieved he was when that happened, and determinedly didn't pay attention to the fact that his brother may or may not be a dirty, clever cheater.

UF Sans: Red Once it became obvious he wouldn't be able to be just 'Sans', he honestly didn't care too much. He’d been called Red before, actually, even in his home universe; it was a nickname when he was younger and not well known, something people would call after the scrappy youth protecting his own. It's his favorite color, the color of his magic too, so why not? Surprisingly, he ended up being the most laidback of all of the guys in this process, and settled on his first.

UF Papyrus: Vex Frankly, he got pissed when the nickname 'Edge'/'Edgelord' nearly settled on him by association when they were all fighting over who had the right to be called Sans/Papyrus. He insisted that he in fact was a master strategist and fighter, who always vexed his enemies, and deserved more respect! In the end, unable to think of anything else and a little frustrated that he didn't get to keep his name, he settled on Vex, rather liking the ring to it, as well as the origin.

US Sans: Caelum It's latin for sky/heaven/atmosphere! He didn't mind the idea of a color based nickname, and feels rather attached to the color blue... but the name didn't quite feel like a perfect fit, so he brainstormed for quite a while. Blue? Not quite... Navy? No, no, that's awkward... Indigo? Cooler, but not the right shade... Sky? Oooh, okay, getting there, but maybe needs a twist... Right about then is when his nerdery really started kicking in, thinking of all manners of synonyms and so on, and after talking with his brother he got inspired - why not latin? Caelum? Snap of the fingers, that's it! He'll be Caelum.

US Papyrus: Cider Honestly, he almost went with Terram - Caelum et Terram, y'know? Heaven and Earth? The matching made him chuckle, not to mention Latin is a dead language, and he's a huge literature nerd to boot... But Terram doesn't really roll of the tongue, and Terra was a bit too femme for him. Terris, maybe-? Another conjugation...? Hm, nothing was quite right, and he wasn't strongly invested if he was honest... Later, in the middle of drinking a cider, his favorite drink, Red cracked a joke about his rather autumnal orange outfit matching the cider he was drinking. It was the loosest association, but he chuckled and mentioned that might as well be his new name, given how much of it he drank. It stuck, and Caelum is still exasperated and secretly amused at the unfolded events that had his brother ending up ‘Cider’.

SF Sans: Sable He happened to be wearing all dark colors, his norm, admittedly, when transported to this universe; he also didn't mind the idea of a color-based name when Red chose his, and Caelum followed a similar enough trail of thought. After thinking about options, he decided that he liked the regality/commanding air of Sable better than something more simple. His bearing makes it suit him, not that most of the other guys would readily give him the satisfaction of admitting it.

SF Papyrus: Rus Had the second longest straw pull of the Papyri and claimed dibs on taking a nickname from his origin name. Decided a little lazily/a little fondly on Rus, and the other guys had to admit it fit him the most, even if Sable was rolling his eyes at him.

HT Sans: Zen Short for zenith, as he's the tallest of the Sanses; also a cross with zen, because he has a... laidback, zen appearance (until pushed). Sort of a jab from the other guys when they're mad, sort of a compliment. Ironically, he does seem to keep his cool on average the most... until, suddenly, he doesn't... but, well, details. It also sounds a little like "Sans"... minus the second 's'. Kind of? Eh, either way - it sounds enough like it that it helps him when he's spacing out, because something that sounds like his original name will drag his attention back better than a wildly different sounding nickname.

HT Papyrus: Lune On top of being rather nocturnal, he loves the moon, he thinks, even more than the sun, so after some thought he settled on this. If pressed, he'll also drily admit that he sees that many people think he's insane, or at least looks so, looming high above them, not unlike a haunting moon - so, the fact that it's a homophone for loon as in being loony, well... he can appreciate a little wordplay in embracing his reality. Mostly though, he's just got his skull tilted towards the night sky whenever he can.

[annaraebananawriter]

(Part One) Cold Truths

Yellow again everyone! I am back yet again with another oneshot. In fact, this oneshot will have around three to four parts. I think. That’s the plan anyways, but it might change. Who knows.

And I want to say this now, this is meant to be seen as platonic, however you can think of it as a ship, if you want. This is also my first time wring FGOD Error. If you don’t know who that is, then I suggest checking it out! 

Fandom: Undertale, but specifically Dreamtale and Errortale

Characters: Dream and Nightmare (Who both belong to Joku), Error (Who belongs to CQ)

Pairings: None really, but you can read it as such

Warnings: Implied/Referenced panic attack/flashback, and I think that’s it? Let me know!

Word Count: 2649

~oOo~

Someone was crying.

Error blinked, closing the portal behind him.

He stood there for a moment, mildly surprised by this. He says mildly because he always figured someone would find out about his reoccurring visits to Outertale without it being destroyed. It was only a matter of time.

Hopefully, it wasn’t any of the ‘light’/’Good’ Sanses. He doesn’t think he could handle another run-in with them so soon after a battle. Especially if that battle had ended up…well, let’s just say no one got out of it without injury. Even him, and he had all these glitched stats that made it impossible for him to die. Though, he could still feel pain.

He was getting sidetracked.

Where was he…ah, yes! So, hopefully, the crying wasn’t a trick from his enemies. He doubts it was, but he could never be too careful.

Although, there was a possibility that it was Blue, who was his dear friend. He smiled despite himself. Blue had been his friend for a few years now, ever since he kidnapped the Sans and told him about the balance. From then on, the other saw through the creator’s lies and basically acted as a spy for Error and the ‘Bad’ Sanses.

The smile widened slightly at the thought of Nightmare and the others. He could still remember the first time they met…

~oOo~

He stumbled blindly through whatever AU he had ended up in.

Error signs had overtaken his vision, leaving him defenseless. He was glitching quite frantically, too. Pieces of him breaking off and slamming back into place, only to unsettle another piece opposite of it, repeating the process over and over.

It hurt. It hurt so much. But he was used to it. This happened to him all of the time, so how could he not be? Even if the pain was amplified by the injuries leftover from his latest fight with Ink. The creator did know how to throw some mean attacks, he’ll give him that.

“Stupid squid…” Error grumbled to himself, voice glitching so much that he could barely make out his own words, tripping and just managing to catch himself with a tree, which he leaned on after. He growled, frustrated with himself. “Stupid soulless bastard…” He closed his eyes, not that it made a difference, and leaned his head against the bark of the tree, breathing for a moment.

“My, my…you don’t look good at all…”

However, when a smooth voice spoke from right in front of him, his eyes snapped open. He flinched and squinted from the sudden light. His eyes had cleared up.

Well…at least he could see again.

Once his eyes were somewhat adjusted, he glared at the person in front of him. He then blinked, half in shock and half in curiosity. The person in front of him was covered in a sort of…black…goo…thing. He didn’t know what it was. Despite the sludge on him, the other was surprisingly calm, gazing at him with a piercing cyan eye (the other was covered with the sludge) that almost seemed to both glow and look deep into his soul. There was also a hint of…concern in his gaze.

Error couldn’t place a reason about why. He was the Destroyer. No one was supposed to care about him, as much as he wanted that to happen. He was just a filthy glitch. He was—

None of that mattered right now. Well, it did, but it wasn’t the most important thing. That was knowing who this newcomer was and why he radiated a powerful aura, which he only now realized. He straightened so he wasn’t leaning on the tree anymore.

“Who are you?” He croaked out, voice back to the normal amount of glitches.

The other blinked, tipping his head forward. Error got the feeling that he was surveying him, sizing him up. He tensed, prepared to fight if need be. The other seemed to notice this and frowned further. A cold feeling, like if someone dumped ice down his shirt, overcame him and he froze. The other was CHECKing him.

He watched warily as the other’s eye grew in surprise. Then, Error grew surprised when the others surprised faded to…concern and…anger? At Error? No, for Error. Interesting. No one reacted like that before. Then again, no one even checked him before so…

He could never be sure of anything. This was all new.

The other seemed to come to a decision and walked a few steps toward Error before stopping when Error tensed, his hand coming to rest by his cheek, ready to draw his strings to fight. “I’m Nightmare,” the other spoke, finally revealing who he was.

Error narrowed his eyes.

Nightmare noticed and held his hands up in a surrendering position. “Relax. I’m not here to fight you. In fact,” he smiled, “I want to help you.”

~oOo~

Error had been rightfully surprised. No one wanted to help him. No one was supposed to.

After some explaining on both ends, and getting to know each other a little, Nightmare asked Error to come with him. To come to his home and stay there. Hesitantly, Error had agreed. It was the best decision he ever made. He got to know Horror, Killer, Dust and Cross, who had become good friends of him.

Now, they all saw each other as a family. A family who protected each other.

No matter what.

Coming back to himself, Error shook his head. None of this was important now.

Now, he had to focus on finding who was crying.

Yes, it could still be a trap. Yes, he could get hurt, even if it wasn’t. But he couldn’t ignore it. Just because he destroyed things, does not mean he didn’t have morals. He had feelings. And besides…the crying reminded him too much of himself.

He shook his head again, scolding himself. Focus, Error, he thought to himself, Focus.

He followed the crying to near the edge of the rock they were on. Any further, and you would fall from existence. You would fall into the Void. This was, in his opinion, the best place to view the stars. It was so clear and pretty. It was so peaceful, too. He loved coming here and relaxing, making some more of his dolls.

But that’s not what he was here for.

The crying was coming from behind a boulder a few steps away. Whoever it was, it seemed they were quite sad, or whatever emotion they were feeling, they were surely feeling it strongly. Error watched the boulder for a few seconds before walking around it, to the source of the crying.

He blinked in surprise.

Dream was there.

The positive guardian was curled up into a ball, hands held over his ears with his head bowed low. His chest was heaving rapidly, almost like he was just on the edge of hyperventilating, but he wasn’t quite there yet. He sobbed, tears running down his face as fast as his chest moved. It was like…it was almost like he was trying to block out someone who was saying something mean.

Suddenly, Error felt a great deal of sympathy for the guardian. He knew how it felt, trying to block something out that only you could hear. He himself did it all the time. Usually, no one helped him.

He won’t let Dream suffer the same. Even if the other was his enemy. Even if he had a sinking feeling that this wasn’t the first time this happened.

He knelt down next to the other. Hesitating slightly (he briefly wondered where Nightmare was. He should have felt all this negativity.), he reached out and placed a hand on Dream’s shoulder. He flinched at the contact, glitches wreaking havoc on his arm in his dislike. But he pushed through it, ignored it.

“Dream?” Error said, watching as Dream didn’t react to his hand. He frowned. He was worried now. “Dream? Can you hear me?”

All he got was a sob in return.

He sighed, settling down. He knew he would be here for a while, but that was fine. He didn’t really have anything he was going to do anyway.

~oOo~

Error wasn’t sure how long he had been sitting there, rubbing Dream’s arm in hopes that that was enough, before the other finally broke out of his…trance? Flashback?

Whatever it was, he perked up once he felt the other shift. He retreated his hand just in case, but stayed where he was sitting. He wanted to make sure the other would be alright before he left. So, he had to wait for Dream to get his bearing and notice him.

(He might be attacked, but he was willing to risk it.)

Anxious, but hiding that with a calm attitude, he watched as Dream took a few shaky breaths. The guardian blinked a couple of times, his eyes focusing more on his surroundings. Then, he stiffened. He didn’t look in Error’s direction, not yet, but the destroyer could tell that he knew he was there.

Neither of them said anything for a while. Error figured that Dream was expecting to be ridiculed or attacked, much like he did. But he wasn’t going to do that, so he just shifted into a more comfortable position and looked at the stars. They were as beautiful as ever.

He waited.

After a few more minutes—probably even longer but he had no way to track the time, so oh well—Dream shifted as well. Error suddenly felt like he was being stared at, being judged. He forced himself to ignore it, however.

“…what are you doing?” Dream finally said. His voice was a bit rough and small.

“Watching the stars.” Error replied. It wasn’t the answer Dream was looking for, he knew that, but it was the truth.

“What are doing here? Now?” Was that annoyance Error heard?

He turned to look Dream in the eye. The guardian flinched slightly, wound up like a cat ready to run, and Error felt the slightest bit of guilt. “I told you. Watching the stars.” He continued before Dream could get even more annoyed. “And making sure you’re okay.”

Dream blinked. It seems he had expected something far worse.

Error laughed inwardly, finding a bit of amusement in the guardian’s reaction. He decided to explain anyway. “I came out here to relax, originally. Then, I heard someone crying, which worried me.”

“Worried you?” Dream sounded like he couldn’t believe what he had been told.

Error felt a bit annoyed. He rolled his eyes. “Yes, worried.” He shook his head. “Is that really so hard to believe? I followed the sound to you.” He gave Dream a searching look. “It looked like, to me, that you were having a flashback, or panic attack.”

Dream looked away and Error, somehow, knew that he was right.

A flashback or panic attack.

Hm…

Those weren’t two words that he thought of when he heard the title ‘guardian of positivity’.

Error sighed and continued, looking at Dream even if he wasn’t being looked at in return. “I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

Dream was silent. He didn’t look back at Error, who only sighed again, diverting his attention back to the stars as he waited again.

“…why?”

Error blinked and looked back to Dream. The guardian hadn’t moved his gaze from the rock in front of him. “Why what?”

Dream huffed. “Just…” He waved his arms around, gesturing to nothing in particular. “Why?”

Error tilted his head. He was confused. Did he mean why he stayed to see if he was okay? “I wanted to make sure you were okay because I was worried. I—”

“No!” Dream interrupted him, snapping his gaze over to meet Error’s confused one. “I mean, well, yes, thank you, but…” He sighed in frustration. “I didn’t mean that. I meant…why do you destroy?”

Error blinked. Once. Twice. His confusion intensified. What did that have to do with the current events? Why he was here with Dream in the first place? He raised a brow at Dream. “What does that have to do with anything?”

Dream sighed and gained a pleading tone in his voice. “Just tell me, please.”

Error gave him a last searching look. He didn’t find what he was looking for. He didn’t even know what he was looking for in the first place. “I destroy because of the balance. If I don’t destroy, the AU’s will start to crash into each other, which will cause the Multiverse to collapse.”

Dream nodded slowly. “The balance…” He repeated. There wasn’t any confusion or disbelief in his voice, which cause Error to become confused.

“Yes.” Error was very confused and beginning to get a bit mad. “Did you know this already?” If he did, then why didn’t he speak up? Why didn’t he see the suffering and put an end to it? Was he just that selfish?

Error shook his head. No, he shouldn’t jump to conclusions like that. There must be a reason for this. A good reason, not a bad one.

“The balance…” Dream mumbled. He didn’t seem to have heard Error at all. As he continued, he seemed to be in pain, like something was stopping him from knowing this stuff. “There are…f-four…main balances…in the multiverse.”

“Yes.” Error confirmed, leaning forward. “Did you know this already, Dream?”

“I-hng!” Dream doubled over, suddenly grasping at his left forearm, like it was causing him pain.

Error’s eyes widen and he sat up a little, now on his knees. He shifted towards Dream, hovering over the guardian, but not touching him. “Dream! Are you okay?”

Dream breathed hard for a few minutes. He then let go of his arm slowly, though his hand was shaking quite bad. He shook his head and leaned back up, which made Error move away a tad. Dream’s gaze met Error’s and Error frowned in concern. Dream’s eyes were clouded with pain and confusion.

Dream swallowed and cleared his throat. “I-I knew that.”

Error blinked. “Knew what?”

“About…about the balances.” Dream frowned at himself, like he couldn’t believe himself. “I knew that. But I also didn’t.”

Now Error was confused. “What?”

“I know I knew about the balances, but I don’t…I don’t remember knowing about them. But I…” Dream frowned even further and screwed his eyes shut. “I swear I knew about them. Why did I forget?”

Error also frowned, thinking over what was just said to him. “I don’t know.”

They sat there for a minute, trying to find an answer.

They didn’t have enough pieces, though, so it was hard.

Eventually, Dream groaned in frustration and stood up, prompting Error to do the same. Dream met Error’s eyes and smiled weakly. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have put this on you.”

Error frowned. “It’s no problem. I’m happy to help, if you’ll let me.”

Dream laughed. “Of course, sure. I think I’ll need it.” He took a deep breath, turned and opened a portal. He stared at the golden circle before turning back to Error. “What are doing today?”

Error blinked and tilted his head. “Blues made us some tacos, so probably just eating those and chatting with Nightmare. Why?”

Dream nodded his head. Something had flashed across his face at the mention of his brother, but it was gone too fast for Error to pin down. “Okay. I just wanted to know.” He smiled at Error. “Hope you have fun.”

Something warm entered Error’s chest and he smiled back. “I will. Thanks.”

Dream laughed again and waved him off before disappearing through his portal. Error watched the empty space before him for a few seconds before sighing, looking to the stars one last time before entering a portal of his own. It was time for tacos.

He ignored the uneasy feeling in his chest that told him something bad was going to happen.

[official-rivertale-au]

Hello, I'm kind of new to your au. What is the basic premise of Rivertale? Also, did the characterisations of Delta and Blackberry change over the course of making the Rivertale comic? I feel like the Delta we see in the beginning acts very different to the Delta we see later on or in interactions with other aus. What's the relationship between Delta and Blackberry? Why is Blackberry so much smaller than other sanses? Also, what's up with Crushedberry? Why is he "breaking"?

Hoo boy. I was worried about an ask like this. But I AM glad you asked.

At the very beginning- Delta AND Blackberry had no personalities. In things I write/draw- I allow the characters to grow starting with a general base personality- usually built on something that the mass works of others collect in my mind. Sadly- that means Delta appeared stupid and goofy- and Blackberry was kind of aloof. Fortunately- my characters tend to lead me to how their personalities REALLY are after a short while- and thus often end up completely different than that of their beginnings. So- Delta started out stupid and goofy (like everyone else in the fandom seems to make him, save for @maxladcomics‘ Fell) - But later he developed the personality that really makes him fit into the story arch (his indifferent, gloomy and slightly angry self) and Sans was aloof and ‘cool’ (as like with everyone’s obsession/depiction of them in the fandom, save for Maxlad’s sans’) - but later developed... well he’s kind of unimportant, honestly. You’ll see why when I explain the Premise of Rivertale-

So I created Rivertale on the sole basis of I was getting tired of the same old story with AU’s. Sans is awesome, is an enigma and can do anything- takes care of his borderline stunted mentally little brother, who has no friends, no personality other than over-the-top obnoxious and ‘innocent’. However the premise of Rivertale is this:

It’s actually a story arch that follows the spiral of a monster who lost everything, and forfeited his brilliant mind in the process. Destroying more than what he initially lost due to his incredible grief... and pushing away/torturing/traumatizing the only ones that kept him connected to the thing he lost- his wife. (Which is why it jumps -every chapters end- to a flashback to Gaster’s story) But it mainly follows the River brothers- Delta and Blackberry- in their multiverse travels to try and seek out the only monsters that can possibly help them defeat the massive entity of cruelty and insanity their father has become. Their originals. The brothers cannot touch which was due to two reasons:

I didn’t want people shipping them together

It is an aspect of the story no one is aware of yet... they cannot touch because [redacted] and that really is the main reason other than the shipping part.

Delta has received severe irreversible damage to his rib cage when they were baby bones from accidentally coming in contact with one another. There’s a lot of mystery about the boys that will explain a lot of why they are they way they are- that being [redacted] as well as Gaster [redacted] them so technically [redacted] but you’ll find all that out eventually in the comic.

Delta and Blackberry’s relationships are extremely estranged, while it is obvious the two generally care for one another- as it shows when Delta saves Blackberry- and soon to be posted- Blackberry doing what he can for Delta in his situation... they also hate each other pretty severely for various reasons. I derived this from my own experience with my siblings- it bothered me to see how incredibly close Sans and Papyrus were. I am the youngest of EIGHT- and I had never hugged my sisters until I turned 25, and that was once- and it was awkward- and we haven’t even touched the other’s hand/arm/back since. So I wanted to portray THAT kind of sibling interaction to better portray that not ALL siblings are touchy-feely, ‘there for each other’, ‘stick up for you’ kind of people. Sometimes they just leave you be- and you leave them be, and you get to be proud from afar when they grow up semi-ok. Delta hates Blackberry because he’s actually useless. Not like how other Sans’ are useless- Blackberry is ACTUALLY useless. He’s tiny- so he’s not fast... he can’t use magic- so he can’t help fight- his hands are incredibly small- so he can’t even hold a physical weapon... he’s generally a walking target that Delta HAS to protect- because otherwise if he let Blackberry get hurt- it’d just be MORE cumbersome.

Blackberry hates Delta because he’s everything he isn’t. He’s tall, handsome, powerful, calm-- plus Delta automatically inherited their mother’s armor, because he could actually WEAR it- while Blackberry only got her fuzzy slippers. Literally and figuratively getting the short end of the stick. Plus he’s well aware he’s a burden- and constantly wants to be more help, but in doing so he just causes more issues for Delta to have to deal with.

Blackberry and Delta were ‘premies’ in the monster world. Their mother was murdered by Chara when they were still ‘en utero’ and as their mother’s soul crumbled around their little souls- their father incubated them in vats to keep them alive. (This will actually be shown in the next flashback- but I don’t mind saying it now.) Gaster noticed their souls were slowly fading, so in order to keep the last thing Gael created alive... he took some of her dust- and his essence and poured the mixture into the vat of magic and other chemical compounds that acted as a ‘womb’ for the twins. This mixture worked- for a short while- until Gaster noticed Delta’s soul was needing more than what they had to offer (in all honesty if Gael were still alive and carrying them, Delta would have miscarried due to this- or he would have ended up killing Gael) so in desperation, Gaster placed a screw driver in the crack from the stab wound he received from Chara and pulled hard- breaking out the middle of his hand into pieces and throwing those pieces into the two vats. Delta’s received more than Blackberry’s and days later their little skeletons formed. Using the extra bone from Gaster. So because of this- Delta received more ‘calcium’ than Blackberry.

Crushedberry is a totally different entity... lol he is way more powerful than Blackberry- but he appears to not be able to use magic either. The reason being is because of his appearance. In Riverfell- the way monsters show their affection is through acts of violence. A hug is physically painful- unless the intent of the hug is to actually cause pain. So- Levee cares a LOT about his disgusting brother- and often will be found stomping him into the ground- throwing various heavy objects on top of him- or just generally tearing him into pieces. So Crushedberry is literally held together by his magic- that’s what the pink goop is. It’s his magic, liquified, to hold himself together. It works in his favor though- as he is more violent than Levee- as an ‘Eradicator’ of Riverfell, his magic is perfect for hunting, finding, and trapping weak little ones- with the added bonus of being able to eat with his mouth- or with the acid of his magic burning into flesh after a few minutes of contact. He’s a real nightmare :)

Hope that answered everything! I’m so glad you asked- and hope you continue to have an interest <3 I do work hard on this story--

[hoodie-lover]

My Multiverse Ask Event! #3

“UT sans why do you refuse to fight the human until they are level 19 in genocide route?”

“Because it is the only time it matters. Any other time I don’t have to worry about the world ending. If you were trapped in a world where nothing, almost nothing, you do matters, why do something that doesn’t matter? And I must say, the look on their face when I launched my first attack, and their faces afterwards, were worth it.” Sans said, smiling at the memory of their shocked face.

“Flowey if the human genocides you are aware they won't hesitate to kill you right? ps why not just pop up from the ground in the room with the human souls and take them?”

“I know. But I like watching everyone die, it’s funny as they try to stop an unstoppable threat, how they sacrifice themselves and whatnot. And if the human can beat Sans, Undyne, and slaughter almost every monster of all, why would the souls be able to do anything? Sure I could flee, but I am the Prince of the Underground, I’m going down with my ship.” Flowey said, his face appearing to be a mix of Asriel and his own before morphing back as he chuckled a sinister giggle.

“Frisk so your saying that your next reset will be a genocide if so is it because your possesses by chara or because your a bad person. ps if your possesed by chara during genocide why kill flowey knowing he is asriel? pps do you even make it to the surface after genocide?” “Chara is only there to make me remember my crimes, kill Asgore, and Flowey. And I’m not really a bad person per say, I’m just a kid having fun! And why would I return to the surface? The Underground is more fun. Asriel is dead, Flowey is someone new, and Flowey is pathetic.” Frisk said, smiling. “To all skeletons when you eat food where does it go? do you even have a stomach?” “We only eat magic-based foods so it is instantly absorbed. It just disperses and helps heal and stuff.” Papyrus said, making hand gestures to help explain it. “Error, when are you guys going to start looking for who Error once was? We can help! We know multiple versions of Error and many versions of his backstory to draw reference from. I'd start with G̵͈͇̙͖̰͇̠̥̱͍̅̿͌̀̋̄͛̇̽̒̄̿̄̑̈́̾͊̔̉̄͒̕ȩ̸̛̠̗͓̗̃̈́̏́͆̓̃̅̎͊̾̃̐͐̍̍͘͜n̸̢̢̛̲̬͎̱̘͍͎̗̯̘̭͉̦̓͗̓̓͂̀̈́̀͜͠͝͝ơ̵̢̗̼̳̥̞̱̺̭̠̅̐̐̾̽͋̋͐́̍͊̈́̈́͘͠. Trust me.” “What? We didn’t hear what you said.” Error stated, sipping some hot chocolate. Mini marshmallows danced on the surface. “Well, since you apparently can’t say who to start with, I guess we have no where to start from.” “How about we look at the timelines? Talk to the voices and see how long Error was there and what timelines had separated before and after then.” Horror said and Nightmare shrugged. “Sure.” In the Creator Realm, Maxie, Zack, Beatrice, Jana, and Jack were listening. “We all know it’s Geno right?” Maxie said and they nodded. “How about we drag this out? Make them suffer!” Jack said, and for once, Zack agreed. “It would be funny, just as long as they learn the truth eventually.” Zack said, earning a sadistic grin from Maxie. “Yay! I wonder if we can get some help in leading them astray?” Maxie said, calling over to the group asking the questions. “Wanna help us drag this out?” She asked. “UT sans when are you going to tell papyrus about resets?” “I already know. Though I have asked Sans the same question many many times.” Papyrus said, giving Sans a dirty look. Sans had come back from his sentry station for lunch. “You’d forget! Just because you know doesn’t mean you’ll remember. I’d figured out it was possible while looking through scans and other old work I look through every day. Plus knowledge of the multiverse helps.” Sans said, “I actually did tell you once, but it crushed your spirit. I didn’t want you to lose what made you, you. and I had a support group so I wasn’t handling it alone like I used to.” Sans said, Papyrus sighed in response. “UT sans how do you manage to put 29 hot dogs on a person's head and why not 30 hot dogs?” “Why not 28?” Sans said, and Papyrus groaned. “Ok ok I think we have embarrassed the boys enough, for now.... Dream any stories from your brothers past he would rather his boys not know about?” “YES!” Dream cried out and Nightmare tried to silence his brother, but he was tackled, bound, and gagged on the ground before he could make a sound. Everyone listened to Dream intently. “Nightmare, in the early days of our village’s founding, had a girlfriend.” Dream said, Nightmare thrashed on the ground as everyone gasped “Who?” Cross asked, eyes wide as he heard Chara snicker and make faces at Nightmare. “I don’t remember her, we didn’t really talk all that much, but what I do know is that,” Dream donned the smuggest and most evil smirk as he gave his brother a wicked glance, a twisted smile on his face. “Nightmare, lost his virginity to her.” Dream said and everyone went nuts. “Did he top?” Horror asked, and Killer laughed. “Was she a virgin too?” Dust cried out, looking at his struggling father. “She wasn’t, and I think he bottomed based on what he told me.” Dream said, genuinely puzzled. “So, how old were you?” Error asked, Dream thought about it. “We didn’t know at the time, as far as we’re aware, right now, we’re about 1200 years old, and the village was around for about 1,000 years, but she was about a young adult, maybe 20 or so.” Dream said, looking at his brother for confirmation. Tears were streaming down Nightmare’s face and Dream took pity on his sibling. “There, there, I only have one more to tell.” Dream said, picking up Nightmare and placing him on his lap as he cuddled him. “What’s the story?” Fresh asked, he was mostly silent but he was curious. “Nightmare’s first time drunk.” Dream said, and Nightmare froze as he tried to run away. “Nope.” Dream said, keeping Nightmare in place easily. “One day, I was given a present by someone, I don’t remember who they were. Nightmare girlfriend, Lily was her name, had long passed away by this point. They broke up but remained friends. It was a bottle of whisky, hardcore whisky.” Dream said, “Like Blue’s signature drink spiker.” Dream said and Blue gasped. “I do not spike drinks!” Blue said, huffing. “Sure.” Dream said, rolling his eyes as he continued. “Anyway, I wanted to share the gift with Nightmare, as I always did. I even broke apart, remade and regifted presents I recieved to Nightmare to make him feel better. So we drank the entire thing, Nightmare having most of it.” Dream said, clearly embarrassed. “If we had known, that night would have ended differently.” Dream told them. “Nightmare ended up singing a random song at the top of his lungs at the top of the tree. I was about to pass out most of the time. We never got drunk again, the hangover was bad.” “Ok back to embarrassing the boys, on a scale of 1 to 10 how cute is Error? this is for anyone that wants to weigh in on the Error cuteness scale. Also does he have glasses in this multi-verse and do they up his cuteness? Sorry Error you are my favorite!” “10.” Everyone said they had by this point released Nightmare. “I do have glasses, Nightmare gave them to me soon after they learned how bad my eyesight was, but I began to wear contacts when I started fighting with them.” Error said. “They were bigger and red versions of Harry Potter’s glasses, and they increase his cuteness to a solid twenty-six out of ten.” Cross said, smiling as Error blushed. “Oh I saw someone else mention how we know of many different Errors. I gotta say most of the Errors I have seen have been tortured horribly and are left in a pretty bad state. Are you sure you want to know where you came from? You can't ever go back to what you were before, and I don't want you to get hurt Error.” “I know. But, I want to know my story, I know I can’t go back, I know I have a Papyrus, Toriel, Alphys, Undyne, and all. But I never thought about it, and with the revelation that I’m an alternate timeline, I can dive a bit deeper. I know these people, and Killer, Horror, and Dust can help me. They know what it’s like.” Error said, “And I’m not asking to know about what you have put other me’s through, I can infer what you’ve done to them.” Error said, glaring. “Frisk, what do you think about the humans from other AU?s” “AUs? Do you mean, alternate universes? I was involved with many fandoms, so I know the term. Papyrus broke script last time, and Sans was acting odd a few years ago. Interesting. I must thank you, if I’m right, then I might be able to see my own handiwork again.” Frisk said. “Frisk, have you encountered Gaster yet? ps do you even know who Gaster is?” “I know who he is. Though he always disappears before I can say a word to him.” “Stretch, my tall orange jerk. How did you take the news that not only did Ink lie when he said the dark sanses took blue, but Ink was actually the one to take him and do some pretty bad things to our sweet little blueberry? What about when Ink had Dream hurt blue to keep him crashing? And how are taking Blue being more like Error now?” “I was mad, I wanted to kill him with my own hands. I let myself be fooled, and I can’t even blame myself half the time! I was just so powerless. I’m glad he’s dead.” Stretch said, grumbling as he blew out a puff of smoke. “I was ready to dust Dream right then and there, but Blue held me back. And the yellow squirt’s apology was overwhelming. I could barely go a day without a text or in-person apology, and when he finally earned my lack of distrust, we haven’t talked since aside from the occasional ‘hello’. And Blue had it worse.” “It took awhile for me to get used to Blue’s glitching. Sometimes he crashed and rebooted, those were scary and they still are. Error helped Blue and I adjust, helping us figure out Blue’s glitching triggers. Stress being a big one. I’m grateful for his help, though I may not like him.” Stretch said, lighting another cigarette. “And now the most important question ever asked... Who wants to join the Error protection squad? I'll make badges!” “ME!” Blue cried out, eyes glowing big and blue as he smiled. “Don’t forget about us!” Cross said and Error sighed as he buried himself in his outfit as everyone announced how they would join. “It’s ok Error. I’d defend you, but I don’t need a badge.” Dream said and Error smiled, he was glad his family would defend him. He felt safe, and he felt loved. “What is the worst timeline or version of this universe any of you have ever experienced? I mean, this is a multiverse. What are the darkest reaches of it?” “Aside from our own personal trauma, I think it was one of those torture AUs.” Nightmare said, and Cross snapped his fingers, realizing what Nightmare meant. “Yeah, where the people exist only to be beaten and broken, no hope, no dreams, no reason and will to live. There’s also HorrorLustFell.” Cross said and everyone shuddered. “‘Nough said.” Dust announced and everyone nodded. “Frisk you know a genocide is technically impossible because you never kill annoying dog ps what do you think of annoying dog?” “The annoying dog doesn’t count, and I never get to Alphys or the people she evacuated either. And the dog is cute, I want to cuddle them.” Frisk said, their face looking like an innocent child’s instead of a mass murderer.

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hey

send in some ideas for gem star sanses (I’mma call ‘em the Starlight Sanses or Starlight Gems).

I need ideas/questions to go off of them for some development into them and can’t figure anything out without something to go off of.

here’s so far the ideas:

Dream is a Vivianite, a gem that has a green/blue inside but gets darker on the outside and essentially means/has healing/love/positive influences. or an Amber due to the healing properties and color, he’s gonna have wings (babey ones tho) and his sparkle stick/staff still gem placement is gonna be on the collar bone of where the “DS” on his attire it, still a debate tho.

Blue is a baroque pearl, he’s prepy, he’s a mom, but he’s not perfect enough to be a pearl, so he’s a messed up, melted looking imperfect but perfect baroque pearl. Probably on one of his hands or of his chest where his “armour” kingdom marking commonly is.

Ink is a rainbow amethyst for personality and how he seems to match up well with the amethyst’s meanings or a white spinel since he has found a coping mechanism(crystal shards/ink to feel) and try to bottle up everything, might be carved like art deco resulting in him hiding the gem when he can and his eye(lights?) changing form constantly. OR a fractured/broken Ammolite since he is a rainbow, fragile, old, and has no clue the surrounding mood until after stating something.

Send me ideas and I’ll confirm, deny or expand on them since I’m the one drawing this jazz into existence. These are going to be the only “canon” gems they could/will be until a gem that fits them entirely works.

[circlesaidd]

How did you come up with your art style for Sans And Papyrus? Or in general? It's not like I'm trying to figure out mine and ask advice from a person I like or anything! *hides inside of hoodie*

I gotchu, bro

I’ve talked at length, in the past, about the development of my art-style and how I decided upon my design for Papyrus here

Have a read of that, and then come back and read the rest of this!

My style of drawing Papyrus is concocted from so many things I already knew well. The structural integrity of Grim’s face, from Billy and Mandy, the long-limbed gangliness of Wilt from Foster’s Home. Then you have both of those aspects rolled into the design of Jack Skellington, who everybody is at least a little familiar with. So figuring out what suited him was straight forward; second nature. Papyrus is and always has been easy for me to draw, even if how I draw him now is so much better to how I drew him a year ago. THAT PART JUST COMES WITH PRACTISE.

Sans on the other hand is tough as all hell. He goes against everything I understood about cartoon skeletons. The big round cheeks, the wide-set, inexplicable chubbiness. Then he wears a hoodie which I’ve always found stupidly hard to draw, for whatever reason. So figuring out how to draw him was really really hard for me, and it took me a long time to really be happy with how he looks. Since I really got into Undertale, in December 2018, here’s a collection of Sanses I drew whilst trying to figure out what the fuck i wanted him to look like

Like, I’ve been on a journey with this man and I’m still not always happy. Sans is so so simple; he has very limited detail to him, which actually makes him a lot easier to get wrong, or make him look wrong.

The key to finding a good style that you’re happy with is just being willing to try new things and be patient that you will find the right way to do it, for yourself. It doesn’t matter if you “change styles” six hundred times before you’re satisfied. Art is a process, and that process lasts over the entirety of your drawing career, so let yourself experiment and try new things, ‘cos forever is a long time to just be trying to make the same thing work over and over again.

(I’m very sorry I’m incredibly tired and this is probably gibberish lol)

[undertaleartistshit]

A Little Big Dance

As Ink searched the AUs of his Multiverse for trouble, he came across a little rumor. Well, actually it was a HUGE rumor, one that exploded in the millions of AUs seemingly overnight. Ink was interested, not only because the rumor was of a concert, but because of the person hosting it. Some strange being from another Multiverse, and that was where the rumor seemed to get unstable. No name, no description, no age, no nothing. Just someone.

He entered the Omega Timeline, despite his hatred for white, but instead of focusing on that accursed color, he couldn't help but listen to the gossip and pause, amazed at how consistent the information was. He shook his head, continuing his search for the one being who could help him figure out maybe a sliver of information that was 100% true, not just the unreliable gossip he would have to sift through without them. He passed Sans after Frisk after Papyrus after King and Queen, but he just could not find that damned-

Oh. There they were. The gray and black child was standing in a crowd of shouting and... angry, Ink decided, monsters and humans. They didn't chant any mantras as one would expect, but they all were shouting something. Ink took his time winding through the aggressive group, taking care not to hurt anyone despite having to shove his way into the center. "O-oh, thank the HEAVENS you're here Ink!" Core gasped, their hollow eyes creasing in utter relief as Ink popped into the small circle Core was trapped in. Ink smiled, happy to see Core.

"Yeah, well I'm glad I found you, because as life has it I've got a question." Some people where daring to try to yank Ink away from Core, to which Ink slapped their hands and claws away, glaring threateningly at them, to which they sourly shouted and yelled in response. "Ok, nevermind, three questions. Three." Ink raised his voice a little, doubting Core could hear him if he were to speak normally.

Core smiled patiently. "Alright. Could you take care of my little, um, predicament first?" Ink chuckled, unsheathing his handy dandy brush, making a portal in front of them. Core jumped in first, Ink following them, closing the portal before any ticked people managed to stampede on over in the AU. Speaking of which, it was the beloved OuterTale, one of the more popular AUs among the Multiverse. Ink could understand as to why though, since OuterTale was beautiful and calming. Core sighed, sitting down on the small floating island rock. Ink sat down beside them, his eye lights flickering with relief and curiosity.

"First question, what the heck was their problem?" Ink asked, genuinely sounding frustrated for once, albeit mildly. Core sighed yet again, cupping their forehead in their small hands, looking and sounding defeated. "Because of a rumor that I have been looking into, that group is particularly angry with the fact that we are just letting someone in our Multiverse that we don't even know for a concert we can't be sure even exists. I'm feeling... impatient, and I hate it," Core explained.

Ink was surprised yet again. Core, one of the most patient people Ink has ever met, was getting impatient now. All because of some concert. Ink couldn't lie, he wanted to go to that concert if it really existed, but he didn't know if it was dangerous, and he knew nothing about the other Multiverse that this proclaimed person is said to have originated.

Ink took a deep breath, looked over at Core, and asked sternly, almost barking out an order. "Can you get me all information about this concert and deliver it to the HQ tomorrow?" Core nodded, sensing the order. "I'll get it done in a giffy."

"Core. Since when did you not get a panic attack after being in a crowd for so long?"

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Dream heard about the rumor from DanceTale. As far as music and culture went, DanceTale was Dream's favorite place to be if he wanted to escape the stresses of being a "Star Sans". However it seemed that this time there was a new pressure, one huge thing taking the place by storm. What caught Dream's attention at first and even now was the sheer volume of people talking about the concert. Dream had to ask, what was the big deal? Why in the stars were to many people wanting to go?

He jogged over to this universe's Sans, who was stretching for what seemed like training. "heya dream," he greeted, smiling at the positive aura. Dream grinned, "Nice to see you Dance. I have a question, if that's not too much to ask." Dance chuckled at the most likely unintentional and stupid pun, but replied, "shoot for it dude."

"What can you tell me about this multiversal concert? I'm afraid I'm terribly uninformed, haha." Dream smiled patiently, awaiting an answer as Dance took a moment to think. Dance tapped his jaw in thought. "the only thing that i can say for sure is that whatever this is is hosted by someone not from this multiverse. no idea who though. maybe ink can tell you more?" Dream thought for a moment, dumbfounded in a way. How could Dream forget? Ink was probably all over it by now! "Oh my stars Dance, I can't believe I never thought of that before! I'll ask him right away! Thanks for the pointer, I owe ya one." Dance chuckled as Dream jumped away into another AU. Dance blushed mildly. Dream was so amazing, so positive. He'd never remember a copy like Dance for long, never in a milennia.

Dance went back to stretching, turning on the radio. People talking about the concert left and right, gossip and rumors running rampant. Dance wanted nothing more than a solid time and place, but no one talked about that. No one.

Dream landed in OuterTale, of course. Either Ink was here or in the Doodle Sphere. He never went into the Omega Timeline unless there was an emergency, and if there was an emergency he would have called Dream and Blue. But the was no call, not a word from Ink. He wouldn't risk panicking in public, right..?

Well, whatever the case, Dream found Ink talking to... Core Frisk... on a remote island in the middle of nowhere. Dream didn't like Core all that much, although he'd never admit it. It unnerves Dream that he can never sense any emotion coming from the little human, which both annoys him and worries him. Were they bottling it up or could they even feel? Why do they look like they should feel hollow? Do they feel hollow? So many questions ran through Dream's skull every time he saw Core.

Nonetheless, Dream ushered over to them, in hearing range as he heard a sentence come from Ink, who was facing away from Dream. "Since when did you not get a panic attack after being in a crowd for so long?" Dream froze, ducking behind a large boulder. What? Panic attack? Did Core have claustrophobia or haphephobia or something? Why would they-

"And why didn't you freak out after being in a place that's practically only white?" Core shot back, sounding uncharacteristic. Dream flinched. Did they go in the AntiVoid? No, there are no crowds there. The Omega Timeline? But Ink didn't call the others... didn't call Dream.

"Well in my defense I was a little preoccupied with that rumor. It's interesting but I'm worried and I don't want anyone to go just in case it's a trap plus I don't know when or where it's supposed to be-" "You're rambling." "Sorry, but you get me right?" Core nodded. "The Protector's job, I know. I think the consert will be a good idea though, you need to unwind with people, not just drawing." Ink flustered at that, feeling embarrassed about drawing, plus Core mentioning it. "Yeah yeah..."

"But it's not just about me," Ink sighed. "If the Dark Sanses go there and start a riot..." Dream blinked, suddenly feeling guilty. How could he have forgotten that? Dream suddenly became aware of the strong negative emotions coming from not only himself, but from the two in front of him. It hurt, and he couldn't just ignore it like normal. Ink was stressed and worried out of his mind, Core was... Dream paused in realization. He could sense Core! His demeanor immediately improved, reducing the pain.

"Funny how someone's pain could make the God of Positivity feel so good," a baritone voice chuckled in the space. Ink and Core froze, Dream brandished his bow and arrow, ready for an attack, still hidden from Ink's view. Damn you Nightmare! Dream growled in his mind.

"God of... DREAM WHAT THE FREAK." Ink's voice went from mildly confused to surprisingly ticked real fast. Dream jumped out from his cover, sliding over to Ink, who was now standing protectively over Core with his brush in hand. Dream scowled. "I'll explain later," he mumbled. "You'd better."

Nightmare materialized right before their eyes, from a shadow of course. The tall goopy skeleton walked leisurely over to the small group. His eye was devoid of emotion as always, his posture relaxed and nonthreatening if it weren't for the long powerful tentacles twitching on his back. The King of Negativity stood about two meters away, showing no signs of aggression, but no sign of backing down. His grin was as sharp and as cruel as ever.

"Go back to where you came, Nightmare," Ink hissed, his eye lights flaring in a dangerous maroon. Nightmare put his clawed phalanges up, as if he were caught by the nonexistent police force. "Hey, hey, chill. Just need to ask a favor." Dream glared, but Ink had to hold in a fit of laughter. "Why would we help?" Nightmare shrugged, putting his hands back in his pockets. "I heard a little rumor, and I want more info."

Ink rolled his eyes, not buying the story. "Why does this even concern you?" Ink jabbed, getting angry and hoping to make Nightmare uncomfortable. It... didn't work. Nightmare fed off of the negative energy, cocking a brow. "Uh... rude? I just wanna know." Dream sighed, letting in. Why oh why was he so weak when it came to his brother?

"We don't know much, just about the concert and nothing much else," Dream answered truthfully. Ink stared daggers at Dream, as he growled, "Dream.." Dream put his bow and arrow away, looking back at Ink, and replied with a sassy monotone nod, "Ink."

Nightmare rolled his eye light at the display. It was familiar, but he'd never admit it. His gang made similar interactions, quite often. But it was a confirmation that Dream released some true information, at least. Nightmare opened a portal, to which Killer and Cross came out, carrying...

"BLUE!" Ink and Dream shouted simultaneously. Killer glanced at the two, stating, "Attack us and we won't hesitate to kill Blue." Ink huffed, as Core whispered something to Ink. Ink nodded, making a portal and then sticking his brush back on his back. Core jumped in the portal and disappeared.

Killer and Cross untied Blue quickly, starting to get uncomfortable being around all three Star Sanses at once. Blue gasped as they undid the rope around his mouth. "You could have made it a bit looser!" Killer smirked, chuckling. "And risk you getting out? Fat fucking chance." Killer took out his knife, to which Ink had to resist the urge to smash Killer's skull in the ground, and Killer cut the rest of the rope off. Blue stood up, brushing himself off. He walked cautiously back over to Ink and Dream, to which Ink just stared open mouthed at the three Dark Sanses. "Why did you kidnap Blue if you didn't even threaten us?!" Ink screeched.

Nightmare grinned. "Backup plan." All six went back to their respective HQs. And Core? They were scribbling every rumor down, in every timeline, trying to find a constant or a source, and it would take a long time before either side would find much else out about this concert and it's host. Or, as the constant says, the hostess.