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Killer: You’re the star that shines so brightly enough for me to see, Starry..
I used to think Undertale was dumb. But now, 3 years after it died, I finally got my shit together.
Ink: How's the meeting?
Error: I want to stab everyone
Ink: Don't get blood on your clothes, we have dinner reservations at seven
Error: Love you for enabling me
KSLZMSLAMFA FRECKLES
*DIES*
"Are you ready for this?" "No..." "Me neither! Let's go!" Or the equally chaotic "Are you sure about this?" "Nope! Let's go!" With Ink. It doesn't matter who's with him, but...Ink.
Send me a sentence starter and I'll answer with the next five,,, or so
yall get inklust h e h
"Are you ready for this?"
"No!"
"Me neither! Let's go!"
Ink grabbed onto Hearts' hand, dragging the other behind himself as he charged forward. Hearts yelped at the tug, screaming as Ink jumped off of Mount Ebott and pulled him along with a wild cackle.
For a heart-stopping moment, they were falling through the air, Ink's hand warm in Hearts' as he whooped and the wind whipped around them.
"THIS WAS A BAD IDEA," Hearts screamed over the wind. Ink just scoffed and turned in midair to face him.
"Relax! We'll be fine! After all, I've got broomy, he'll save us," Ink reassured him, rolling his eyes and turning back towards the rapidly approaching ground with a grin. He held out his free hand, and with a spark of magic, his paintbrush appeared. Hearts held onto Ink's hand, pulling himself closer and shutting his eyes.
Ink swung broomy down across the mountain face, and a slide of black ink appeared to catch them, letting them surf down the rest of the mountain as Ink directed. When they finally tumbled to the ground, safe and unhurt, Hearts was heaving for breath, staring up at the sky. He closed his eyes and lay an arm across them, groaning pitifully.
"So? So? What'd'ya think? Fun, right?" Ink asked, on his knees beside him and leaning over to smile down at him. Hearts elbowed him in his non-existent gut, watching as Ink dramatically flopped down next to him.
"Next time," he said, rolling over to Ink's side and leaving a kiss on his cheek. "I'm choosing what we do for date night."
Alright, I figured out I want this blog to be something more than just a bunch of reblogs and a bit of my art once in a very long while xD
Like, I want to add a bit of me, so that I can be myself here, have some fun, enjoy being a part of the fandom, express myself a little more, and maybe even talk to people (like yeah, hello?? I really want to have more interaction, I just usually absolutely don’t know what to say lol)
So, just a little heads-up: at least 90% of posts will still be UTMV related, because this fandom gives me life. And I’m gonna tag all the not fandom posts, in case someone wants to filter them. Haven’t come up with a fancy tag yet, so I guess for now it will be #not utmv stuff, and we’ll see how it goes later
Okey i finish anothere fan art fir moon blossom and yea i love this AU, this vents my imagination in a beautiful way, I hope to be able to experience more of it, without offending @somebodyalreadytookthis2 of course (FOLLOW HIM NOW)
in any case I tried a new style to do this and I don't know how much it satisfies me, what do you think?
#error #fanart #moon blossom #is the first time i use hashtags wow
Cross: dude…..dude….he isn’t breathing
Dust and Horror: Fuc-
Oh my gooood! This is so wholesome and touching, and well-written, and just awesome. (Who is soft for stories about a very lost soul trying to prevent another one from getting lost? I am.) Thank you for this blessing
Well, I finally got around to writing some Outer x Killer content. I plan on making more stories based on times after this story, but this is just a starting point. I hope y’all like it!
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M y h e a r t
Alright, here it is! This is my ugly Nightberry story (I absolutely despise my writing, but I need to free it from docs or I’ll never be able to forgive myself for the amount of time I spent on this XD), based off of @somebodyalreadytookthis2 ‘s Moon Blossom AU! This is being posted via pc, so let me know if there is any issues. (Also, there were bits and pieces that I didn’t quite know about the au, so I may have made some things up as I went? I hope that’s okay, because I totally gave up on editing this story) :Warning, it’s long:
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Can I join the party fashionably late and say that I’m very soft for this too now? So wholesome, I can’t
Well here’s this XD I was feeling really soft for Crossmare, all of a sudden, so that’s what it ended up being
@lights-camera-stagefright (since you wanted me to tag you in this)
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It had been a long, restless week for the Bad Sanses, and no-one was feeling that exhaustion more than their irritable leader. Dream had been pushing back at them hard, undoing much of their hard work as he spread positivity through the Multiverse. In order to keep any of their efforts from being unraveled, they had to fight almost nonstop for days. The gang was smart enough to sleep in shifts so that someone would be awake to alert the others of the Star Sanses’ movements.
Nightmare, however, had not slept for the entire week- and it showed. He was practically glued to his coffee mug, seeming to live dependently on the caffeine-laced liquid. His tentacles, which usually twirled about in the air behind him energetically, now swayed drowsily near the ground like heavy branches of a decaying oak tree. Now and then, he would drop his head into his hand and mutter something, clearly not paying any attention to the newspaper he had in front of him.
Cross frowned at him from the other side of the breakfast table, uninterested in the omelet that Horror had served him. When was the last time the fool had even taken a nap? It had to have been before this mini-war had begun. Just in thinking about it, he felt his face pull into a deeper frown. They couldn’t have him passing out in the middle of a battle. Despite all of the arguments he had gotten into with his boss, he was genuinely concerned for him. And coffee certainly was no substitute for a night of rest.
He pushed his chair back suddenly, walking to his boss’ side. “Put that down and get up,” He ordered, receiving a glare almost immediately. Something utterly incoherent slipped out of Nightmare’s mouth, then he blinked and tried again.
“…’s not your job to tell me what to do,” He spat, wobbling. Cross guided his hand down and pushed the newspaper onto the table, then he worked the mug out of Nightmare’s clawed fingers. His grumbles of protest were half-hearted and went unobserved.
“You need sleep, Night,” Cross told him, waiting for the sulking Lord of Negativity to look up at him. When he did, he had the expression of an angry child. “Don’t give me that look. You’re exhausted, and no one in this damned castle is helping you. Just… get up.” He slipped one of his arms around the goopy mess of a being, easing him to his feet.
Nightmare sighed and draped an arm across the knight’s shoulders, still scowling. “I can walk on my own,” He argued, earning himself a chuckle in response.
“No you can’t, idiot. Look, you’re tripping over your own feet.” Cross was correct, the sleep-deprived leader hardly lifted his feet with each step. If it weren’t for Cross, he likely would’ve tread upon his own tentacles and fell face-flat on the ground. They walked like this until they got to Nightmare’s room, which was at the end of a long, dark corridor. Cross knew Nightmare could see in the dark, but he sometimes wondered if it would be such a crime to light some torches in the halls- at least for the convenience of the rest of the gang.
The room was a mess. Books and clothes were everywhere, loose papers were scattered across the floor, and black puddles coated almost every surface- even the walls. Fortunately enough, there wasn’t a lot that he had to brush off of the bed. He helped Nightmare sit down, and the Lord of Negativity fell back gratefully into his pillows.
“There you go. You don’t have to make this so difficult,” Cross told him in a low voice, pulling his blankets over him. Nightmare scowled back, but he seemed a lot less irritable.
“Mmn, whatever.” He snuggled his head into the pillows, then tensed. His eye flickered up to Cross, a look of panic entering his gaze as the knight made his way back to the door. “Don’t go.”
Cross stopped, turning to look at him in surprise. He saw a strange vulnerability in the eye of his boss, and it took him a second to process the statement. Stay. Why did he need Cross’ company? Now that he thought of it, Nightmare had always been reluctant to get any rest. There was probably a good reason for this, but he didn’t want to push him for answers. Instead, he nodded and pushed the door shut halfway, sitting on the floor since there were no chairs in the room.
Nightmare visibly relaxed, his eye shutting in contentment. Not long after, his breathing slowed and his face softened. How he could look so peaceful in his sleep was a mystery. Cross quietly stood and began to clean the room, feeling like he should keep himself busy. He stacked all of the loose papers neatly on the decluttered desk and slipped all of the books back onto the bookshelves. Uncertainly, he bunched up all of the clothes and tossed them on the floor in Nightmare’s walk-in closet. With a sigh, he supposed the room was now at the very least clean enough to allow one to walk about freely.
He turned back, noticing Nightmare was twisting about in his sleep. He was muttering something under his breath, face twitching into a dreadful frown. Cross only found it odd when he whimpered, so quiet it could have been his imagination. Was he… having a nightmare? Cross should have known this was why he refused to sleep. After all, his very name suggested that he wasn’t one to have healthy dreams.
Moving closer to his bedside, Cross reached out to comfort his uneasily. He didn’t sign up for this… But he had gotten awfully close to the gang members, and he considered them to be his family. He felt sympathy for Nightmare, who had been through so much and lived so many years in a state of torment and pain. He was bad at hiding it from the people he opened up his castle to. Cross could tell that he needed someone to help him through his problems, and although he didn’t like the idea of being a soft, sensitive person, maybe that was what he must become to help Nightmare.
The sleeping leader flinched at his touch, then seemed to realize he wasn’t trying to harm him. Rather suddenly, a tentacle reached out and curled around Cross, tugging him up onto the bed next to Nightmare. He gasped in surprise, especially when the creature of negativity and darkness wrapped his arms around him. The hug was tight, desperate to keep him from leaving.
“It’s alright,” He whispered after a minute of surprise. Cross rubbed his arms softly, trying to ease his tension. “I’m not going to leave you.”
Nightmare snuggled into his jacket, his frown softening at the edges. Whatever Cross had done seemed to have calmed him, and once again he was sleeping peacefully. “Geez, you are a mess,” He chuckled quietly, feeling his own tension fade despite being in a strangle-hold by both of Nightmare’s arms and a tentacle. “No wonder you’re so irritable all of the time.”
Cross felt a creeping feeling of sadness take hold of his mind. He had spoken to Dream before about their past, curious to find a way to bring some amount of peace to the goopy skeleton. Didn’t he say that they had been inseparable when they were younger? He realized that Nightmare was likely extremely lonely, now that he had no one to come to when he was hurting. This strange desire to have someone close to him must have originated from the loss of his brother.
When he tried to pull away, feeling a bit uncomfortable, Nightmare sobbed in his sleep and held him back with another tentacle. Cross felt something inside him twist at that sad, pained noise. “I’m sorry, Night. I’m here. I’m not going to leave you. Not like he did.” He sank into the odd, somewhat sticky hug, wrapping his own arm around Nightmare’s.
He would likely get stabbed when Nightmare woke up, but that was alright. Cross found that he didn’t mind- he was going to be here and help Night, no matter what it took. Besides, he kind of enjoyed the attention. They remained together for the rest of the day, their breathing matching as the knight found himself dozing off, incredibly safe and warm in the arms of the only person that had welcomed him in without hesitation.
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I did not proof read this, so I hope it isn’t too messy XD
I did the MB week challenge- specifically, Friday’s prompt today, because I don’t care about the days of the week. They’re all the same now, have a good night/day.
Tw for blood and death.
146 words.
enjoy your angst, kids! @somebodyalreadytookthis2 i’m sorry, it had to be done- it’s not like i’m actually not sorry, haha nope
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The first thing he noticed when he came to again was Cross’s body laying on the cold stones of the ground next to him.
Did-
Had Nightmare actually-
No. No he didn’t. There- there was-
Cross was his, dammit, he had loved him, so why-
Why was he sitting there, covered in Cross’s blood, not knowing how it got there? Unless…
Unless he had done it.
He- Cross trusted him, and Nightmare- Nightmare betrayed him- killed him, even. Sure, sure it was an accident, but he had murdered Cross in cold blood.
With that heartbreaking realization, Nightmare couldn’t hold back tears any longer, and he held Cross’s body, sobbing, wondering what might have been if he hadn’t killed him.
He didn’t notice the world going dark one last time, as the demon returned. This time, however, he wasn’t going anywhere.
After all, once someone lost their will to live, they didn’t need a body, now did they?
Gosh I had this idea sitting in my head for a few days now and I finally went “OK! Time to sketch it!!!”
I don’t have the time that I would like to dedicate to make this look nice… but for some reason I kinda like the super sketchy look?
Anyway! This is based off of an AU called Moon Blossom made by @somebodyalreadytookthis2 (Ran by two mods - Slime and Quill). It’s an AU that kinda plays out like an RPG!
Ok though I have to side track and say the art style Slime has is just… aaaaah aesthetics goodness.
Back on track - I kinda thought that if Error ran into Ink in this setting, Ink would try to intentionally block Error’s path so he could get Error to buy something… just… ANYTHING (and slowly get ticked each time Error grumbles and walks away).
For the palette challenge, fellswap gold sans in sinners please °^°
i’m taking the opportunity to practice lighting while doing these lmao-
(thank you for waiting! <3)
[do not repost my art. reblog instead!]
A knight in sunglasses
After the post with MB!Killer with flashlight eyes, and the addition of him possibly blinding his enemies in fight, an idea crossed my mind. terrible pun intended
No particular warnings, I think, just a note: don’t take this too seriously, it’s only for fun 👀😂 Enjoy!
Moon blossom AU by @somebodyalreadytookthis2
Right at the entrance of the castle, Cross sees Ink casually sitting in his stall. Blue smiles and waves at the merchant, while Cross suspiciously squints his eyesockets.
"Wasn't it you that we've seen literally 10 minutes ago over there?" he asks while making a vague gesture pointing behind him.
"Might've been me," Ink chuckles. "But maybe I forgot to recommend you buying something you might really need?" he smiles widely, but seeing it has no effect on Cross, lets out a fake sigh. "Why wouldn't you listen to me, I'm genuinely trying to help here!"
Cross rolls his eyes, and just when he's about to express his irritation aloud, Blue nudges him slightly.
"Come on, Cross. This far, everything we bought from him might've been a little overpriced, but never useless."
Cross has to admit that Blue is right. "Fine," he says and Ink giggles at the irritation in his voice. "What've you got this time?"
"As I already said, there's one very useful item I forgot about when we've last seen each other. I rushed so much to get here before you do, because I have a feeling that it can save your life more than once. This is an uncommon ammunition to have for a knight, but-"
Cross slams the counter in exasperation and growls: "Cut out this nonsense and show me already what this is! We are right at the entrance of the castle where the prince is supposedly held, there's no time for chatting!"
"Woah, easy there. No need to get angry. There you go," Ink shrugs and hands over to Cross a silk pouch. "50G each."
Blue waits excitedly for the pouch to be opened. Cross frowns, not sharing his friend's enthusiasm, but still turns the pouch upside down, and shakes out of it two pairs of... sunglasses? They make a slight smacking sound when falling on the counter, and Ink grumbles.
"Careful please, you haven't paid yet, you know."
After staring at the glasses for a silent moment, Cross bursts with a series of unholy statements and questions, the most meaningful of which are "I'm not buying anything from you ever again" and "I don't see a single reason why we would need sunglasses in a dark castle in the night, except for hoping that if we wear them, the enemy will spare us for the only reason that we are too dumb to die".
Blue's excitement changes into confusion.
"But what do they do?"
Ink frowns.
"You don't know what sunglasses are for? They prevent bright light from damaging or discomforting your eyes."
"And once again, why would we need usual sunglasses in a seemingly dark castle in the nighttime?" Blue sounds more and more skeptical and tends to think that maybe this time the merchant is really just messing with them.
"Well, your vision is the sense you rely on the most during a battle. That's all I can say, sorry," Ink shrugs. "This is the last time I repeat this to y o u," he points somewhere over Cross's head. "He is going to need these."
"Who are you even talking to now?" Cross grunts. "That's enough, let's go, Blue."
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"I can't believe you ended up buying them, Cross! Why?"
"Just get over it. I already told you. It suddenly felt like I have to."
***
Sunglasses. Info: usual sunglasses. Protect from light of any kind, including magic.
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In order to open the massive door to the castle, the two heroes have to solve a weird puzzle, but unfortunately none of them is good at it.
"I wish my brother was here. He adores puzzles, I feel like he would've dealt with this one in a minute," Blue sighs after a fruitless hour of turning the gears and pulling the levers.
Night has fallen by the time the door finally opens with a long creaking noise. The skeletons carefully walk into a huge hall. It is almost completely dark, the only reason to think the hall is huge is the echo of their footsteps.
"Hello?" Cross asks uncertainly.
No answer. He slowly moves forward, and Blue follows him. After a solid hundred of steps, they hear the door closing behind them.
Great. There's someone in here. And now it's pitch black.
"Well, well, well," a distant voice behind says in amusement.
Blue drags Cross into a conveniently close niche in the wall.
"There were no guests in this castle for a very long time," the voice continues, as Cross tries to come up with a plan.
"We attack," he whispers, "there's two of us, and he's alone!"
"Well, first off, maybe we don't even need to fight him. But even if we have to, Cross, we can't fight blindly!"
All of a sudden, the part of the hall that the two can see is filled with bright turquoise light, and even though the source cannot be seen from where they are, Blue and Cross squint and groan of the sharp pain in the eyes the light has caused.
"Come out," chants the voice, "I have seen you". Wicked laughter echoes from the walls and fills the hall.
Cross smiles.
"Do you still think we don't need to fight him, huh?”
Blue frowns, but does not answer.
"Looks like his weapon is bright light in darkness. I think we are well-equipped for this situation," Cross says while taking the silk pouch out of his inventory. "Put the glasses on, Blue."
*insert epic badass Men In Black music*
Thanks for reading!
A couple of notes:
Yeah, Ink was talking to the player.
And I have no idea why Blue’s brother is good at solving puzzles since they are swapped and he is supposed to be the one liking puzzles, my brain does not work properly. (Also, I don’t even know if in MB he has a brother, but let’s just say he does 😂)
Enjoy my overdetailed shitpost. This wasn't supposed to end like this--
MoonBlossom AU & MB!Killer @somebodyalreadytookthis2
Wanted to draw this awesome guy since he was introduced.
The absolutely amazing moon blossom AU by @somebodyalreadytookthis2
*sobs* He looks so peaceful and calm
Another doodle. Was thinking about the post with Dream having baby wings... and I wondered if Nightmare would have baby wings if he ate one of the negative apples (rather than the corrupted golden ones). So yeah, now Nightmare gets wings, too.
Can you draw nightmare and tiny shattered dream please
OK~
Nightmare and tiny Shattered Dream and Coffee
Nightmare!sans【@jokublog】
Shattered Dream【 @shattereddreamsau 】
SO LLLLLLLOOOONNNNGGGGG~~~XDD
🌟The world is turned upside down 🌟
Ink: Myebi/Comyet
Dream: Joku
Blueberry: Undertale Community
It's really nice... Oh, It's really nice to not be...
Because I'm scared
Someday my actions will sue me
-Kers Seeri Ichiyo
Look at him shining in the dark
Endless Night
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Dream is by Jokublog
A little something for the boring days in my cozy home, hope you guys are doing well out there! =)
Ink!Sans by @myebi
Outline!Sans by @digital-template
Error!Sans by @loverofpiggies
Sepa!Sans by ???
Dream!Sans by @jokublog
UnderTale-Orginal!Sans by Toby Fox
Outertale!Sans by @outertale
Cross!Sans + Cross!Chara by @jakei95
Nightmare!Sans by @jokublog
Killer!Sans by @rahafwabas
Underfell + Underswap by the Au community
Oh no, the destroyer of the AUs the baby is sad ;-;
Chocolates are over.
If only they had talked about everything. Maybe they’d find another way.
Dreamtale by @jokublog