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I'll try to keep it goin with my one week off work.

Lil thing I made. Pretty much Dream vs Fresh.

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You said not to so I shall do as I please.

Mamamare bc why not

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I've been quite into the idea of an au where the beasts are not corrupted and, instead, they are the mentors of the ancients. Meaning....au writing incoming.

Burning Spice Cookie found Golden Cheese Cookie in the arms of a cookie at the edge of crumbling, holding her daughter close to shelter her from the spice storm. Other cookies said she collapsed nearby while running away from her parents with her baby. That day, Burning Spice promised to raise the small Cookie right. He took her in and raised her. He trained her and comforted her when she needed it. He took the role of both her parents and kept her by his side most of the time.

It was around the time Golden Cheese was 16 when Burning Spice grew restless. He watched everything happen with boredom. He lost the fire in his eyes that used to charm everyone.

Golden Cheese Cookie watched her only family figure's mind crumble under the weight of boredom and expectation. He refused to talk to her though.

Once when Golden Cheese was training outside, a blue jester themed cookie showed up at the temple. He terrified her. Something about him just creeped her out.

That was the last day Burning Spice was able to keep himself somewhat sane. The blue jester fully dragged him down that day...

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He looks so adorable!

Good afternoon my dear audience!!!

I suggest you ask me a question! If you are interested in something, don't be shy! But let me tell you right away, I will answer very occasionally!!!! HAHA~ I can answer not only for Shadow Milk with my headcanons and view, but you can also ask Light Milk from my AU.

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I hc that the beasts, unlike the ancients, were baked to be adults right off the bat. Even if mentally they were children, they were made to be adults. They had their positions pretty much since they were baked. No childhood, no freedom.

Their care-takers and/or followers referred to them by their titles, not their names. Not surprised they are so obsessed with it. It's technically their identities. Before being corrupted, Burning Spice was the Herald of Change. That's all he was. All he was allowed to be.

Sooo much angst potential, I might even write it.

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I headcanon that the stronger a cookie's power in ice or spice, the less they can take the weather of the opposite. Like, Burning Spice Cookie has a very hard time in cold weather while Frost Queen Cookie can't take hot weather.

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I am now stuck playing cookie run kingdom which means...fan fics! Yaaay! Here we go!

The cult of spice

Chapter 1:

The ground was burning hotter than anything he had ever witnessed. He knew he couldn't slow down tho. This is what his armor was made for.

-KID! -he screamed as he jumped from one floating stone to another as lava started consuming the ground. The child on a bigger chunk of the floor, that was still in one piece, stared at him with his eyes wide.

-Why? Why would he risk his life to get to me? -The small spicy child thought to himself. The cookie in the armor jumped in front of the kid and picked him up into his arms right away. He held him close even tho his armor became hotter thanks to him every second. The armored Cookie rushed through the lava, parkouring through like he did before, just the other way. He rushed out of the burning, collapsing temple as fast as he could.

Tears started to dwell up in the child's eyes as the stranger hugged him tight.

-Headmaster! - two voices echoed through the air.

-I'm fine. I got him. -Answered the armored Cookie as he slowed down in front of two other cookies.

-You are so reckless. Is the child okay? -asked a soft voice. A cookie who gave out a sweet, fruity scent, causing the child to look at her right away. He held onto the Headmaster like his tiny life depended on it. The cookie sounded soft. Like a trap.

-He does not seem to be harmed. -Added another cookie, standing next to the sweet one. This cookie's voice was deeper and he sounded a lot more strict.

-I'll take care of him. My friends, could you take care of the rest in the meantime? -The Headmasters asked his fellow leaders who both nodded and headed past the armored and tiny cookies.

Capcaicin Cookie stretches out on his bed. He was so tired after the tournament the day before.

-Capsaicin Cookie! -A loud and very much hyped voice called out to him from outside his bedroom door.

-The Headmaster wants to see you! -added another voice. Capsaicin sighed.

-Coming! Gimme 'bout ten minutes! -He responded as he got out of bed.

Capsaicin got dressed, even if it wasn't much clothes he had to put on. He walked out of his room and made his way to the Headmaster's office.

Once at the office, he gently knocked on the door.

-Come in! -said the Headmaster. Capsaicin opened the door and walked in. He slowly closed the door behind him then made his way to the main desk.

-What do you need from me, Headmaster? -asked Capsaicin with a wide grin across his face.

-Tomorrow is going to be the 18th anniversary of me finding you. Have you decided on the gift you want? -The Headmaster asked on a calmer tone than usual.

-Oh! Uhm, not really -Capsaicin responded whole scratching the back of his head.

-That's alright. I'll take you out tomorrow and you can choose whatever you want. Does that sound good? - Asked the Headmaster again. Capsaicin Cookie's eyes started glowing with excitement.

-Yes! -The excited cookie responded right away. The calm and quiet tone of the Headmaster would have frightened anyone else but not Capsaicin Cookie. He knew the Headmaster more than anyone since he did grow up with him. The Headmaster showed him all his colors growing up. All emotions, even if he rarely got angry. He saw that though, only twice.

-Now get to your classes, you rascal! -Yelled the Headmaster in his typical motivating tone.

Capsaicin Cookie left the office and joined his friends in the classroom.

One thing bothered Capsaicin Cookie for days. He knew every side of the Headmaster there is, yet the Headmaster barely knew him. He couldn't fault him for it though, since the mask he puts on is so believable that no one ever noticed. He enjoyed not being bothered about his feelings most of the time, but there are times he would love to have someone simply ask if he's okay or need just a bit of help. That would never happen with such a mask on. He didn't even notice that the bell rang already and his classmates started packing their things to head to the training grounds.

-Capsaicin Cookie? -asked one of the spicy cookies. Capsaicin Cookie jumped a bit.

-Oh! Sorry. Was a bit lost in thought. -Capsaicin responded right away. He got up from his seat and picked up all his stuff.

On the training grounds, Capsaicin Cookie and 3 other cookies got ready to spar again each other. Most of their training classes were without any professors. They just trained by themselves where Capsaicin Cookie usually took control of the class as a whole. He chose 2 - 4 cookies who would fight him.

-Alright. The match starts when I say "Go", got it?! -Asked Capsaicin Cookie. The other three just cheered in agreement.

The fight started soon after. Capsaicin Cookie could dodge, block and return all their attacks, commenting on almost every lil move they made until they were back in the position they started in. The three spicy cookies stood in a half circle around Capsaicin Cookie. They were already tired and took a couple hits while Capsaicin seemed absolutely fine. One of the cookies rushed at Capsaicin at full speed, swinging their battle hammer at him. He took a step back but froze as a deep voiced laugh rang in his ear. He stood there with his eyes wide, taking the hit straight to the head. Once the cookie hit Capsaicin and realized what happened, he dropped his weapon.

-Oh my spice! -He yelled.

-What happened?! Capsaicin Cookie! -questioned the second cookie while the third stared in shock. Capsaicin Cookie kneeled on the ground with one of his hands held to the side of his head that was now covered in jam. He stared at the ground in shock and fear. Once he snapped back to his senses a bit, he frantically looked around, looking for the source of the laugh.

- D-Didn't you guys hear that? -Capsaicin Cookie stuttered as he looked up at his terrified classmates.

-What are you talking about, Capsaicin Cookie?! You have to go to the infirmary right now! -Ordered the second cookie as he tried to help Capsaicin Cookie up onto his feet. Once the other two realized what he was doing, they helped him and kept him standing as well.

Some other cookies from their class rushed to the Headmaster to get help.

Capsaicin woke up in his bed. He groaned in pain as he sat up, touching his head where it hurt the most, on instinct.

-Down, boy. -Said a voice from next to Capsaicin.

-Headmaster? -Capsaicin questioned. He was extremely confused. The Headmaster did not respond. His posture was quite lazy or maybe judt depressed. Capsaicin couldn't decide. He groaned in annoyance. Capsaicin jumped a bit, as he's never seen the Headmaster like that. Clearly so angry, yet silent. Capsaicin layed back down like he was told. His head was aching. He obviously couldn't hide this pain like he did with the rest. This was worse than the rest.

-Tell me, honestly, what happened? -asked the Headmaster, his tone seriously and cold yet so filled with wrath.

-I'm not sure. -Capsaicin hesitantly replied.

-I am aware that such accidents are bound to happen when students fighf each other, be it for fun, learning, or emotions, but I am also aware that there is no way you would have gotten hit so easily. They couldn't have defeated you so easily. -The Headmaster explained. Capsaicin stayed silent and stared downwards. He sighed.

-I've heard a voice. -Capsaicin Cookie said. His voice was shaky and scared.

He knew who it belonged to but he just couldn't say his name.

He could be watching.

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practicin' something...whatever this is.

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My laptop broke a bit ago and i FINALLY got another one and also got in a bit of a christmas mood so who else to draw other than these two. 404 belongs to Shadikal15 Error belongs to LoveOfPiggies/CrayonQueen

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OK. SO. GOOD NEWS AND BAD NEWS

i'm elated to say that i just signed off on the new apartment and have been in the process of moving for the past few days; it's a long-coming and desperately needed change, and a huge weight off of my shoulders. i couldn't have even dreamed of doing this without your help and generosity, and because of that i'm fucking mortified to say:

if you are capable of tossing a few dollars my way, i need the help.

not only did i have to pay a double deposit (extremely unusual in mexico) because i didn't have an aval (someone native who owns property and is willing to pay the landlord if i fail to pay rent), the last person who lived in this apartment took absolutely everything with them — including the kitchenette, curtain rods and apartment security bars (??) — leaving nothing but an extreme infestation of ticks that did not become apparent to me (or, evidently, the landlord) until i attempted to sleep in my new home for the very first time.

...i was fully ready to sleep on a cheap air mattress and eat instant ramen for months, but ticks carry lyme disease, and if i'm barely making rent i sure as shit don't have the money to be hospitalized.

i'm horrified to ask, but until i can get my tax info sorted i can't even dream of getting a job — so for now, unfortunately, kofi is still my only recourse. please consider reblogging or donating just a couple of dollars if you're able; i cannot express how much it would mean to me.

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I. Hate. Drawing. Hoods.

-You've done well, Cross. -Swap kneeled down next to Cross.

-Are they dead? -Cross asked Swap, his eyes filling up with bright red tears.

-No, not one bit. They would have dusted away. They are back to being like Classic-Swap responded. Fresh appeared next to the three sanses now lying on the floor. He picked em up one-by-one.

-With some help, we got rid of 3 classics and we'll place them in those aus. -Swap explained, his eyes filled with determination but also some hate. Fresh vanished with a "fresh poof", taking the 3 sanses with him.

Cross stared up at him for a bit then he looked down on the golden pendant in his hand. The tiny crystal in the middle of the round pendant caught his gaze. He held it close to his chest and he started crying.

-Go take a break, Cross. I need it. -Blue placed his hand on Cross's shoulder. Cross nodded, sobbing.

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Errorink Error!sans and ink!sans school AU

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Mhhh tasty angst cake. 🥰

small angsty Dust comic EHEH

TW // self deprecation/spiraling, sweraring, suicidal ideations

please don’t read/read cautiously if you’re sensitive to this stuff ^^

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Quick sketches of the differences between Swap and Blue. Both of them are underswap sanses but in the story of Badverse, things change drastically. You can read more about this later on here: @badverseblog

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Some stuff Badverse:Rewritten. Error's gonna suffer through the whole thing.

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"Back then" 404/Will and Infected/Jacob belong to Shadikal15 first picture inspired by Fate Seeker