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I've taken to making fake cards. I think they're quite fun. For people who're wondering about the rules, cards without symbols on the top right corner are quick effect. Those with the corners can be "summoned". Summoned cards can hit any opposing card and all have specific effects in the text!

This card features my baby girl Joan pre-transition. she's an Error that looks more like a Geno.

Feat a holo effect stolen off a pokemon card!

Delphinium, Dissolve's pretty little soldier.

Delphie is actually really kind and does not want to harm anyone.

Don't you dare diss Dissolve in front of him...

believes in The Fold REALLY HARD.

Has a brother he hasn't seen in years. (I'm doing all of this for you, big bro. It's my turn to make sure you're happy...)

Because The Fold cannot open portals, his job is to....well, open portals.

"Hello, Maxx. A chocolate for you<3"

a late reply, but thank you!

here's a bit of thanks from Obsidian.

Gives u a cookie cutely

oh! thank you for the cookie :3

have this art I haven't posted as a reward!

Pieces made for the now over Violet Banquet roleplay server!

With the collaboration of the great, the amazing, the fabulous @rinky-dinky-dink who owns Radiant.

Sorbet! Choco-pomegranate themed bitty. On the bottom right, his first design and on the left, the one I decided to go with!

Sorbet, a cutie patootie!

He's a (clearly) overengineered Bitty, created by Sweetlabs to celebrate their 25th birthday. Only about a hundred was produced, making him overly rare (and valuable).

The theme was "chocolate and Pomegranate"!

Cross, as a bitty, on Maxx's feed? More likely than you think....

MEET COOKIE!!!

I hate him I hate him I hate him

(ask me about him)

Horror's Wrecktale design, as well as more Bill doodles. I love these boys.

Obsidian and Bill. two of my favorites. They hail from wreckverse, a place where everyone supposedly good is fucked up and everyone supposedly bad is doing better. They are six in the team, I'll draw the others soon!

BRIGHTSIDE! He's definitely not a pun on a certain band.

He's besties with my bowie-inspired character, Ziggy

I would gladly hug dissolve!dream

Just look at him isn't he so cute..

What is his story???

cute? CUTE????

so unfortunately most of my OCs currently are evil villains. Think Dream, but have him bite both apples, forcefeed a golden apple to Nightmare, and then promptly decide that free will could never bring true, utter happiness.

he's a villain, through and through. He's the figure in the dark when you're calling "who's there".

The one you should hug is him;

His name is Disillusion. He's been a prisoner of his brother for a few centuries at this point. He desperately needs your help...

Come here, child Why don't you dissolve in my embrace?

DISSOLVE!Dream belongs to me!!

please ask me about him!!

Vials

Rex with three different OCs!

first pic: Pluto belongs to appleinfesting, Continued!tale sans belongs to me

second pic: ASAP belongs to @sylosinn

Trickster belongs to @yourloveaton

obviously Rex is mine

Last minute participation of a magma. On the left is Nem by @bloobluee, and on the right is Rex by me!

THE RESULT OF AN ART TRADE I'M SO HYPED. @twinpancake236 Thank you for drawing my boy rex! My piece is under the cut.

CONTINUED TALE

Asgore can't do it. He just can't bring himself to kill children. Instead, he asks Sans, Gaster's child and the new Judge, telling him that's what the role entails. Sans isn't convinced, he really isn't. But then a child falls in the underground, he goes to meet them and- and- He didn't mean to. He swear, he didn't mean to.

The LV is already in his system, though, the soul absorbed.

It was an accident.

The next one wasn't slain by Sans, but by Undyne, and the soul was lost forever as it wasn't collected in time.

Except, Sans is getting sick, and sicker, and sicker some more, because he's not a boss monster, he's not made to harbour more than one soul and the human's is consuming his own, slowly, agonizingly. Alphys can't help, so Asgore has another, worse idea: he gives Sans more Souls. Sans doesn't want them, but hey, if he's gonna die anyway, might as well try to keep the rest of the monsters alive. He tries not to think about the kids.

He now has three souls in his system, two kids escaped, one kid is plain dead, and a seventh falls in the underground. Sans dies, and finds out he can actually continue from his last save point...

NOW we're cookin'.

THE MEANIE!! I hate him. He's evil /srs

I'm trying out different looks for him. His name is Rage I think? not sure yet.

Anyway, he is wildly inspired by "Brutus".

He's the type to kill your mom and dad and make a fur lined coat from them.

I think he's gonna get savepoint/continue powers.

(Give me more ideas p pliz)

THE MEANIE!! I hate him. He's evil /srs

I'm trying out different looks for him. His name is Rage I think? not sure yet.

Anyway, he is wildly inspired by "Brutus".

He's the type to kill your mom and dad and make a fur lined coat from them.

I think he's gonna get savepoint/continue powers.

(Give me more ideas p pliz)

this is beautiful. How did I not find it before?

ꔠ > Roleplay Starter : The Fields

In a simulated universe, you are brought to a virtual landscape - specifically on a plain and lonely island in the middle of the vast ocean. Above are the vibrant blue skies adorned with fluffy white clouds. There in the tall grass stands a lone skeleton with strange discolored arms taking a stroll, their back turned. They were humming to themselves, mindless among the fields.

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I was trying to draw something entirely different, but here goes- a small vent about [Shame]. It must be a feeling, to be one of the most hated Sanses in Undertale. Underlust was never a great AU, but that's not Sans's fault, is it?

[Look at me. How could anyone see this and find beauty?]

YET ANOTHER...outfit variant for Dusk. I love him to bits

look at his lil wink

omg

either way yeah I love doodling this guy. I wanna put him on one of those things that turn and watch him turn

Context: Dream ate a black apple. He was corrupted as a result. This comic depicts his last sane days before it fully hits.

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(spoilers for chapter 8 of Yet Another Battle)

Dream (wrecks the table and mirror): DON'T TOUCH ME! I don't want to have to hurt you, Cross. But I will.

About the one time Error met Dream long enough to talk.

A short fic, set in Yet Another Battle's pre-fic world.

Error and Dream need to stop meeting like this.

Not ship whatsoever. Also, remember that Dream and Error's opinions are entirely biased. Some may argue that Ink's actions were justified considering Error's own actions.

Error laid on his side, looking bored as hell, staring straight ahead.

Ink had apparently "caught" him earlier, using creator-knows-what secret technique, tied him all up in black painted-on tape, and was called up in whatever other universe he was needed in. Of course, he'd hopped by the universe Dream was in, gave him a key and asked the star Sanses' golden boy to come look over his captive for him.

Unfortunately for Dream, he was interrupted mid-dinner, and had to excuse himself from Blue's company, who laughed and told him to take some food along as he went. So, here he was now, uncomfortable, staring at a man who was resolutely not staring back.

"WhY aRE yOu HerE.", he said, and it was almost like he was disappointed Ink wasn't here himself. Dream actually didn't really know what to answer to that.

"Uh...I guess because Ink asked me to?"

Those heterochromic eyes narrowed at nothing, and Error gave one of those mocking-yet-oddly-shaky grins only he could pull off.

"VoiD DAMn. InK MaKEs ChiLDren dO HiS DIrTY worK, nOw?"

"Wh- I'm not a child. I've just got....young-looking bones."

"AnD I'M a GOd. To EAch THeIr sTRUgGle."

In anyone else's mouth, that would've sounded like a joke, but Dream knew better. Error only joked around when he felt the need to throw witty one-liners at Ink during battle. He usually didn't even talk to the rest of them, just levelled a glare at them like they weren't even worth the effort of fighting them.

He gave a "tssk", and struggled (kind of like a worm, which was funny but Dream didn't laugh) to sit up.

"So. WhAT doEs He WAnT ThiS TimE?", Error asked, face straight, unbothered. "tO kILl Me?"

Dream sputtered in surprise, shaken by the very notion.

"What! of course not, we don't--we don't kill--!" The word even felt foreign on his tongue, and Dream couldn't help himself but to sadden. Of course Error would expect to be killed. He'd done so much evil himself, too.

What would be the alternative, though? To keep him like this, locked up, prisoner of a small room in Ink's currently chosen home? Forever? That was a fate Dream didn't even want to imagine, his compassionate soul whimpering a complaint at the mere notion. He shook his head, as Error continued.

"iT WouLDn'T BE thE FirST tIMe.", he said, detachedly, as though he'd watched that particular episode of his life on a TV. just, simply, a telenovella episode, with a gruesome end and more magic-blood budget than a stephen king movie adaptation. Dream choked on his words, plate sliding out of his grasp to tumble on the floor, smashing on impact.

But that...that didn't make any sense, did it?

Error narrowed his eyes, grinning. Guess the apple kid didn't exactly hear that part of the story.

....Ink did mention to Dream that Error was immortal, before. How would he have found out, if not by....trying? Eyeing the shattered plate, Error inched ever so closer to Dream (though he abhorred the thought of being even close.)

"guESs He dIDn'T TeLL yOu. YoU'Ve sEEn hOw HE geTS wiTh REd PaiNT?"

"yes, but! he wouldn't hurt anyone. Not really,", Dream insisted, tightening his empty hands and digging his fingertips into the soft fabric of his gloves. "Never enough to kill. Besides, you're still alive right now."

"I alREadY KnEw I CoULdn'T DiE PRoPERly. He DIdn'T. I brOKe His BrUSh, hE doWNed tHE boTTle."

Error, ever the smart cookie, set his hands on the ground. Hanging on his every words, Dream didn't exactly notice a piece of ceramic vanish into his palms.

"SmAShED mY fuCKiNG hEAd iN WiTH a ROck."

Color drained from Dream. He looked shocked, and utterly disgusted by the idea of such a thing happening. Well, Error could understand that, kind of. Dream had always held Ink in much too high a regard.

"He wouldn't," he insisted with a half-voice.

"iT DOesN't MAttEr wHAt yoU ThInK He wOUld anD WOulDN'T DO. You'Re a PAwn AnYwAYS. He dOEsn'T LOve YOu."

"No....no, you're wrong. It can't possibly--"

Dream never had a chance to finish his sentence, as blue strings erupted from Error's newly freed hands to loop around Dream. Error snickered as he left, leaving Dream tied up just like he was (after, of course, calling him a sucker and an idiot.) The problem being- Dream knew that if Ink remembered, he'd feel bad. But did Ink even apologize for that? Was there a universe where I'm sorry would fix this? Dream, slowly but surely- began doubting the skeleton who he thought was a hero. It didn't even matter if Error lied.

Thinking in absolutes was the one thing that would lead to Dream's downfall, eventually.

Context: Dream ate a black apple. He was corrupted as a result. This comic depicts his last sane days before it fully hits.

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(spoilers for chapter 8 of Yet Another Battle)

Dream: I guess that's what I'm doing, aren't I? Casting you away. How selfish of me...I'm sorry. I didn't...don't want to do this either. You just have to trust me.

Cross: Dream! (reaches for his hand)

Dream: (slaps it away) NO!

Cross: ow!

Context: Dream ate a black apple. He was corrupted as a result. This comic depicts his last sane days before it fully hits.

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(spoilers for chapter 8 of Yet Another Battle)

Cross: What? Why would you ever-

Dream: Because you love me for my positivity.

Dream: And I don't know if I'll ever be positive again. Because I'm not me anymore.

Cross: I'm not that shallow, Dream. I don't-- Are you breaking up with me? We're Fiancés, Dream. You're all I have. We're gonna get married, remember?

Context: Dream ate a black apple. He was corrupted as a result. This comic depicts his last sane days before it fully hits.

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(spoilers for chapter 8 of Yet Another Battle)

Dream: I'm sorry. I don't mean to scare you.

Cross: You don't scare me, Dream. I love you.

Dream: And now you're lying to me... I'm not trying to shut you out. just to keep you safe. safe from me.

I'm going to be doing a small comic for my fic Yet Another Battle. Here's Cross in jail for all of your sad moments needs