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Hey, if Nightmare ate 999 apples and that you told me that he don’t want to corrupt the world who is already fucked up When HE ATE 999 BLACK APPLES that sounds weird! I mean- he’s the guardian of the negativity and you say that he want to create a place where lost peoples can live PEACEFULLY and huuuh well this is weird.You said that he felt responsible of the others like Dust etc.
The most important part: Don’t get me wrong cuz I’m fan of Brother roots AU 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌻🌻🌻🌻🌹🌹🌹🌹💐💐💐🌷🌷🌷🪷🪷👑
Sheesh the 999 count thing on apples really doesn't makes sense to me. Why can't we say "he ate all the apples except one" I really don't like to imagine there was exactly a thousand of apples its not how nature (even magical) worksXD
Anyway. On the topic. I made the event to happen differently than it was in the original Dreamtale. The Tree fell and all the apples started to rot and turn into something different seeking to the nearest of trees children to survive. The nearest happened to be little Nightmare, who accidentally, on emotions, started this mess that turned into tragedy. His mind wasn't clear from all the Negative energy he consumed and he also was full of anger at people of the village. Because of sudden twist of energy's Dream started turning into stone when the all event started so he didn't saw what happened. When he "woke up" there was only white void left around him no one left to be seen.
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N7 Month, 2023 - Day 11: Crew
Post-war crew portrait.
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No one wanted to be there, least of all Shepard, but it was a rare occasion where everyone was in one place again, and the air in the room reflected it. The artist was becoming panicked at how loosely the majority of the crew seemed to interpret her appointment time: Garrus was more than twenty minutes later, and entered impassive to his own tardiness. The artist tried several times to get everyone’s attention, but the old friends had taken to talking in a huddle nearby a refreshment table. She looked at Shepard helplessly.
“Alright everybody,” Shepard raised his voice over the cheerful din. “We’re all here to get this done, so let’s get started now that everybody’s here.”
“How do you want us?” Kaidan asked the artist, coming to stand beside Shepard.
It was for the official portrait—the Normandy crew—which was promised to the Smithsonian once it was completed. The majority of the crew had posed for a photograph earlier in the day, but for the Senior staff it was decided a massive painting was in order.
Hikka Haufika, the artist chosen by several planetary governments, busily arranged the reluctant aliens and humans into formation, explaining under her breath how she didn’t want to do the standard rugby line-up portrait, but wanted to create something dynamic, something that communicated more than simple likeness. All the while, a young intern stalked about the studio with a camera drone: recording the accompanying video which would be played beneath the portrait once it hung in the museum.
“I don’t understand,” Tali crossed her arms, tone threatening at boredom. “Couldn’t you just do a complete three dimensional scan of us? Then we won’t have to hold these poses for so long.”
“I’m an old fashioned painter,” Haufika declared, then quieter when the camera drone approached her face. “I’m not only trying to capture the look of your crew, but the energy.”
“Oh, you’ll get energy from this group,” Liara said cryptically as she was positioned standing at a computer console. The artist brought more laptops and data-pads and artfully strewn them about her.
“So how long is this going to take?” James asked, seeming to sink further into himself as he watched the crew members plucked out a lineup one by one to be placed in the scene
“Never thought I’d catch you afraid to hold a pose,” Steve chimed in.
“Very funny.” James rolled his eyes.
“You don’t have to stand completely still, James,” Kaidan was now standing in the scene, sleeves on his uniform rolled up, gripping a Valkyrie assault rifle awkwardly. “Nobody expects you up here holding your breath for two hours.”
“Two hours…” Javik groaned. He frowned at the artist and she returned the frown in kind, skipped over him to pose the next person instead.
“Yeah, Shepard’s not sweating about it.” Joker was seated on a stool to one side of the frame, the artist taking his hat on and off and on and off before finally leaving it on. “How many is this for you now, Shepard?”
“Two sculptures, fifteen holo-photos, but this is only my second painting.” Shepard stepped into the scene himself and took up a pose beside Kaidan.
“Commander Shepard,” Haufika tapped his shoulder. “Actually, I was hoping you would stand right over here.”
“Oh.” Shepard replied passively, but did not move. “Any way you can put me here instead?”
“I, um… it wasn’t really what I…” she stuttered as Shepard remained impassive. “Um. Sure. You can stand there. Whatever.”
This caused a chain reaction, however, that saw several people’s poses have to be recast and a few people moved around.
“You know,” Garrus droned, standing with one arm on James’ shoulder, a sniper rifle slung over his. “Whenever humans paint a turian, we always end up looking like monsters…” Haufika looked offended, but before she could speak up, Dr. Chakwas guffawed from her position.
“You’ve been on the extranet too much.”
“Miss Haufika recently opened a gallery in Cairo, and was a featured exhibit at the Volus neo-classicism museum last year.” Liara chimed in, and the artist seemed pleased. Took up sketching on her canvas again.
“Well, at least we know she knows how to paint an Evo suit,” Tali remarked dryly, a prop shotgun placed atop a fake console she was ‘reading.’
They continued to chat as Haufika set to work laying down the bones of the scene. A few people were shifted around. James was bored. Kaidan eventually leaned forward, whispered in Shepard’s ear:
“Well, is this about what you expected?”
“Javik hasn’t stormed out, yet, so it’s better than it could’ve been,” Shepard returned quietly.
“Hey there,” Tali’s voice rose, sparkling, above the rest of the chatter. “Shepard, Kaidan… if you two aren’t careful, the painting’s going to have you two whispering to each other.”
“Remember, this is for posterity,” Steve rejoined. “This is going to be the image of the Normandy crew to future generations.” His tone was tinged with irony, but Shepard smiled all the same.
He had never wanted to be the sort of person who was ‘remembered’ as a hero, or anything other than a friend. Whatever ‘energy’ it was Hikka Haufika captured, he hoped the image the future would remember would be one of him, surrounded by friends.
#n7 month#n7month#mass effect#fanfic#mshenko#but lightly#normandy crew#no time to edit or re-read this at all it is just UP
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Valorant girls' makeup headcanons Part 2
Disclaimer: we all know realistically none of them would be wearing makeup when they kill their enemies to death, these are just silly headcanons
(All pics with credits are from Pinterest)
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Sage
She's the one to only wear mascara and lip tint and she only uses the same brand and the same colour for years and when product runs out she just buys the exact same stuff
When her previous favourite lipstick discontinued the mourning found its way in Sage's heart (Jett had to try and find something as similar to what Sage had before and that's how Sage got introduced to lip tints) (this is a reference to part 1)
pic: ꒰ఎ ★ ໒꒱ on Pinterest https://pin.it/4CV0qHz
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Killjoy
She would have thick eyebrows, thick eyeliner (glasses make her eyes look smaller) and matte lipstick
Tho her consealer is always cakey for some reason and KJ is surprised over it but everyone knows it's just the hikka computer nerd air that does this (if you say this to her out loud she appears at your room at 3 am and you dissappear forever)
pic: ally on Pinterest https://pin.it/4Q9FRW3
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Raze
Lip liner and lip gloss combo, also wears brown eyeshadow but just applies it with her fingers on entirety of eyelid cus 'whatever I don't care enough' but it's just because she has already spent like 20 minutes trying to get the perfect lip look
pic: REFY BEAUTY on Pinterest https://pin.it/2rKcjgD
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Skye
Doesn't wear makeup, her skin is just that good. Has natural pigmentation around her eyes, rosy cheeks and freckles girl is glowinggg
When they firstly met Jett asked about her 'perfect base' and died inside when she found out there is none lol (reference to part 1)
Tho Skye uses lip balm sometimes but it's some simple nivea stuff lol
pic: karishha on Pinterest https://pin.it/5oZr3zZ
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I love being a woman
Other parts:
Part 1
Part 3
Boys version
Clove edition
#valorant#valorant headcanons#sage#sage valorant#killjoy#killjoy valorant#raze#raze valorant#skye#skye valorant
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Hello! I downloaded your tattoo set and I was wondering what does "Я у мамы хикка" mean? :) I couldn't translate it myself and I didn't find a reasonable translation for it anywhere so I figured out I'd ask you. Thanks!
Hi! It means "I'm mom's hikikomori". “Hikikomori” - is a Japanese term for people who refuse social life, often seeking extreme degrees of social isolation and solitude due to various personal and social factors.In the Russian language the term is also sometimes shortened to "hikka = хикка" :)
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It’s (Not) Destiny (Part 3)
Title: It’s Not Destiny (Part 3)
Pairing: Hikaru/Reader/Yabu
Genre: Angst, Soulmate AU
Rating: PG-13
A/N: FINAL PART PREPARE YOUR HEARTS. MAN I ALMOST CRIED AS I FINISHED WRITING IT!!
Part One || Part Two
Honestly, you were tired of everything. Your best friend kept avoiding you, and you could not see Yabu without having the need to cry. So what does a depressed girl do, ice cream and chick flicks? Not for you.
“And so, I’ll never have a soulmate for the rest of my life.” You lamented to the bartender, downing the only-god -knows number of shots. “Unless I steal him from my best friend, which isn’t happening.” You let out a loud, drunken sob, crying to the silent bartender.
“There you are!” Hika exclaimed, rushing in.
“Oh, Hika! Come drink with me!” You waved.
“Nope. You’ve had enough.”Hika said, paying the bartender before pulling you out from the quiet bar. Using his spare key, your best friend unlocked the door to your apartment and placed you on the couch, where you slowly dozed off.
“Idiot…” Hika sighed, staring at you fondly before leaving.
“Damnit.” You groaned, waking up with a splitting headache. Fragmented memories of the previous night flashed through your head, but you were unable to piece them together.
“I was probably having a pity party, again. I should stop doing this.” You murmured, before feeling nauseous and taking off to the bathroom. A great start to probably one of the worst and best days of school in your life.
“Hey, (y/n).” Nina approached you. You smiled softly, although a little hesitant, since you weren’t sure how to talk to her properly yet. Who are you kidding, it’s your best friend!
“What’s up Nina?” You asked.
“Umm… Listen, (y/n). Don’t take this wrongly but…” She took a deep breath.
“But…?” You coaxed her.
“IwantyoutotellYabuthathe’syoursoulmate.” she spat out in a string of incoherable words.
“Huh?” you furrowed your brows, extremely confused, “say that again, but slowly.”
“I want you to tell Yabu… That… He’s… your…. uh…. soulmate.” She finished off, heaving hard, looking as if a weight had been lifted off of her shoulders.
It took you some time to process what she had said.
“What?!?! And you’re okay with that?” you exclaimed, much to loudly, bringing some attention to the two of you. Your eyes widened and you ducked down a little, trying to shake of all the eyes staring.
“Honestly…” Nina said, once the students had stopped staring, “no. I’m not.” she admitted, her expression sheepish.
“Then why?” You asked, confusion all over your face.
Nina sighed. “No relationship will work out if something is hidden. If you tell him, at least you can remain friends.”
“Right. Be friends with your soulmate, who, by the way, rejected you and is dating your best friend. Sounds like a plan.” You shot back, sarcasm dripping from your voice.
“Maybe better than dating someone who isn’t your soulmate, while knowing that your soulmate IS DEAD!” She shouted, and the hall turned to us again. Nina looked down, obviously hurt. You grimaced.
“Listen… Nina I’m sorry, I was just overly frustrated, I didn’t mean it.” you apologized.
“No… It’s fine.” She took a deep breath, “I’m sorry for trying to help.” she glared at you and stormed away, leaving you staring after her, regret flooding your face.
“Nina! I- damn it.” You groaned, a pit forming in your stomach. Not just from the hangover, but from the guilt.
“(y/n)?” That voice called out to you, saying your name with a beautiful lilt in their voice. With a small sigh, you turned around.
“Yes Yabu, is there something wrong?” you responded, his name spilling through your lips like melted butter. A forced the small blush in your cheeks to disappear.
‘Gosh… he’s perfect.’ you gushed.
“Have you seen Nina?” the man said, and the fantasy you had created in your head came crashing down. You stiffened up, but nodded.
“She left that way and she’s a little upset… Completely my fault.” You sighed, expression somber. “When you find her tell her that I’m sorry for being an insensitive idiot.”
Yabu nodded, the kindest smile on his face.”Will do.” he said, before walking off towards the direction where you best friend had run off to.
You clutched your chest, feeling your heart beat erratically. The beating slowly morphed to a painful throb as your silently reminded yourself that he was not yours. That you were a loose tie. Alone.
“Happy endings are reserved for kind princesses and princes… Not drunken maids.” you laughed bitterly, dragging yourself to your next class.
But Nina’s words continued to echo in your head. Throughout classes, at home, while studying, in your dreams, and as you woke up for the next day.
“Tell him.” you heard your best friend say in your head. The more you pondered over it, the more her words began to make sense to you.
“So that at least I’ll have no more secrets weighing me down.” you murmured, as the truth of what Nina was really trying to tell you came to life.
“Hey Yabu? Do you have a moment. I’d like you talk to you.” You interrupted the conversation he was having with Nina outside the campus building. Nina smiled as you gave her a knowing look.
“I’ll be off then. See you later.” She waved and walked off. Yabu waved back before turning to you.
“So, what did you want to tell me?”
The nerves began to take hold of you, and you found yourself tongue tied.
Just do it, you told yourself, taking a deep breath.
“Yabu. I’m going to go straight to the point.” you said. “You’re my soulmate.” Yabu’s lips parted in mild shock.
“Don’t say anything, please. I know, Nina is your soulmate. Please, stay with her and make her happy… I’ll… Try to move on so we can stay friends. Although easier said than done.” You giggled, trying to force down the painful sob that threatened to pour from your eyes and sting your throat.
Yabu nodded, kind eyes taking pity on you. “You’re a really good person (y/n)… I know how this probably feels to you and-”
I cut him off. “Remember, don’t say anything.” You smiled, and walked off, silent tears spilling from your eyes. Once you were out of earshot you broke into uncontrollable sobs. You collapsed against the side wall, trembling. Curling up into a ball, you pulled out your cell phone with shaking hands, and did the first thing you thought of doing.
3:34 PM
Hikka-chan
I need you
Please come
It didn’t take long. You remember his strong, warm hands picking you up gently, carrying you bridal style to his car. You cried into his hoodie, breathing in his scent. You remember he comforted in the safety of his home, warm tea being brewed. He pulled you into a hug just as the timer on the tea brewer went off, and he let you go. It was cold. But he quickly returned, hugging you again, handing you a warm cup of tea. The hug was safe, and you spilled your guts to him, all your emotions.
You remember asking him who would give you love, staring deeply into his warm eyes. He gave you this incomprehensible look and placed his lips on yours. Emotions raced through your head, but you realized that you didn’t hate it, and kissed back, pouring all the pain of the day into that one passionate kiss. A kiss filled with love, and nothing more, nothing less.
Hika’s smile after the two of you parted left you with a lot of questions.
“Are you-?”
“No, you are not my soulmate.” Hika laughed, “or else it would have been impossible for me to stay merely friends with your for eight whole year.” a small smile lit up your face, just like he managed to do every time.
“I’m a loose tie, met my soulmate somewhere random, but she already had found hers.” His eyes saddened, an emotion you’ve become familiar with the past few months.
“But, in the days where I met you, and spent time with you, I realized that soulmates aren’t always your meant-to-be. That the system is flawed.” He grinned.
“How so?” You asked, your voice soft as if asking so was a crime.
“Because… As the years passed i realized, that I had fallen in love with you instead. Someone who isn’t my soulmate.”
Your lips parted, and again the whirlwind of emotions fled through you. But a sensation tugging at your heartstrings left you with an understanding of what your truly wanted.
“(Y/n)… What do you want?” he asked, voice small, yet gentle as he gazed at you endearingly. You wrapped your arms around him, feeling safe once more.
“Teach me how to love… How to move on… How to start anew… How to be with you.” You whispered into his chest. Hika smiled, pulling you away from him, gazing at you with a look that you would never forget.
With two words the boy you would learn to love made you a promise,
“I will.”
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I AM SHAMELESSLY REQUESTING THIS WITHOUTASKING ANONYMOUSLY ON, SO LIKE: Could I please please please request sentences "I want to have a baby.” and “You’re the love of my life.” with Hikaru? ; o ;
I hope you enjoy this @hikaruchau!!! Thanks for your lovely prompt!!
It was a rare morning off for the both of you, and though you were struggling to open your eyes, you still stretched, making small squeaking noises as you bent this way and that, your eyes popping open when you heard the soft laughter from next to you. Hikaru was stretched out there, head propped up on his hand as he smiled at you, his voice soft with sleep and delight, “You’re so cute, like a kitten when you do that…but…I mean…kittens are certainly not cute. That’s not what I mean, not at all…”
You couldn’t help but laugh, leaning over quickly to peck him on the lips to make him be quiet, shaking your head, “I know what you mean, Hikka, calm down!”
“I wouldn’t want you to get the wrong idea and think of bringing one home or something like that, you know?”
“Oh, the horrors, I can’t imagine a wee furry beastie in our home!”
He shoved you lightly, “Don’t make fun of me, I seriously can’t even handle the thought of it.”
“Don’t worry,” you laughed, scootching closer to him, as he lifted his arm to bring you into his embrace, “I won’t ever bring anything smaller than a grown man into this house.”
He hummed softly, “Well, I don’t know about anything.”
You pulled back to look at him curiously, “What? Do you think we should get a dog maybe?”
“No…I wasn’t thinking of a dog persay…not really, no…”
He ducked his head, burying it in your hair, kissing the side of your head lightly and you were confused, because he wasn’t especially playful like he usually was in the mornings. You reached up to run your fingers through his hair, your vision blocked by his shoulder, “Hikka, is something wrong?”
“Hmm?” he pulled you closer and you squeaked as he squeezed you tightly.
“Is…is something wrong?” you repeated the question, trying to pull back but he wouldn’t release you.
“No, everything is perfect,” he hummed softly, “I just love you, isn’t it okay for a man to love his wife and to want to hold her first thing when he wakes up?”
“I guess so,” you mused, “but you usually have other things you’d rather do than hold me.”
“Well,” he laughed, the air blowing your hair around, “I’m not done yet, now am I?”
You hugged him back, pressing your cheek against his shoulder, his voice a whisper in your ear, “I love you.”
“I love you too, baby,” you whispered back, your eyes closing as his hands grazed your back softly.
“I mean….I just…” he pulled back, to look at you, his eyes serious, “I mean I just really do love you.”
You stared at him, your vision bouncing from one eye to the other trying to read him, to understand what was happening, because this just wasn’t him. He was always loving and affectionate, yes, but he wasn’t a morning person, and this was really bizarre behavior for him, “Hikka, what’s going on? What did you do?”
His eyes widened, his expression fixed with a huge grin, “Why in the world does it mean that I must have done something just because I am declaring my undying affection for you?”
“Because…I know you…”
“Pfft…I just want you to know how much I love you, s’all,” he ducked his head, leaning forward to kiss your forehead softly, his lips moving gently against your skin as the words came out as a caress, “You’re the love of my life.”
He pulled you to him, his arms holding you tightly, and you were dumbfounded, “I love you, and feel the same…did somebody die? Did you wreck the car? Did you do something illegal?”
He laughed, his head shaking as he drew back, “I clearly do not tell you these things often enough if the only reason you can think of for me to do so is because of something tragic.”
“Well, I’m just saying, you’re….a man of few words,” you smiled, reaching up to tap his nose, “but I know how you feel without the words.”
“Well, I will make a point to do better,” he smiled, his fingers moving to lift your chin up, his lips touching yours gently.
His kiss was soft like a whisper, and when your hand moved into his hair he groaned, pulling away, “I need to ask you something.”
“Oh, my God…” your eyes widened, “Something really did happen!”
He laughed, shaking his head, “I swear nothing has happened, I just have been thinking okay? Then you said that you wouldn’t bring anything smaller than a grown man home and I mean, it just brings forward all of my thoughts, and I don’t want a dog or really a pet, because…I just…I mean to say…”
You took a deep breath, shifting so that you could pull your arms between the two of you, your hands moving to hold his cheeks, “Hikka, what are you trying to say?”
“I want to have a baby,” he blurted out, then squeezed his eyes shut tightly as if he was afraid to see your response.
You smiled, waiting for him to get over his nervousness, watching him as he slowly opened one eye to peek at you, your voice soft, “Really?”
His eyes opened, and in them you saw such tenderness, such love, certainly in the many years of your marriage you had seen these expressions before, but this time they carried a different tone to them, a kind of reverence, and his voice was filled with conviction when he spoke, “I really do want us to have a baby…it’s all I can think about anymore.”
“How long have you been thinking about this?”
“About six months–ever since our visit to my sister’s house…just…seeing you hold my nephew, and watching you play with the other kids…I just had this vision, you know? Of you, of me, of us…and I just wanted it so badly I could hardly shake the idea from my mind.”
You hummed softly, your thumbs stroking his cheeks, “Why didn’t you tell me you were thinking about this?”
He tilted his head a bit, his brows furrowing, “I just did?”
You laughed, “I mean before, why did you wait so long?”
“Oh! I was worried you might not want to…you know…because of your job and things…I just didn’t want to make you feel like what I wanted was more important than what you wanted. I mean…I know that you’d be the one who would have to make the most changes, and somehow it felt selfish to ask that of you…”
You nodded your head, “I see.”
“I mean, if I could be the one to go through it all, I would, I really would. I’d just about do anything if it meant th–”
You smiled at his sincerity, “Hikka,” you shushed him softly, “I think we should have a baby.”
His eyes grew wide, his mouth dropping open, and you could tell he was trying to formulate the words to be sure he was hearing you correctly.
“I don’t mind the accommodations I would have to make, I look forward to them, I don’t mind taking a break from work, for a year, for ten, whatever happens–I can go back to it when I’m ready–and I’ve been thinking about this too…”
“Really?”
You hummed in response, “I have…about a year now…when the other members started having babies, and I wondered if that might be us eventually–but I knew you’d always said you didn’t want to have children until you could spend time with them–I always thought that meant a while from now…after Johnny’s, after Jump.”
“I just meant…” he smiled then, his eyes softening, “It’s stupid, but I meant when I wasn’t so immature that my own hobbies and interests came before our child…plus, let’s be honest, I knew I’d be jealous having to share you, because I was too much of a kid myself. I was at least self-aware enough to know that it would be wrong to have a baby before we’re ready–before I was ready.”
He leaned forward, pressing his lips gently against your forehead, and then drew back, his eyes unwavering, filled with absolution, “I’m ready now.”
“Right now?” you smiled, sure that he knew what you were asking.
His eyes twinkled, and one of his brows raised, “Yes,” he kissed you gently, his mouth moving slowly across your cheek to your ear, “Right now.”
#hikaruchau#hey say jump#Yaotome Hikaru#hikaru yaotome#Hey! Say! JUMP#Mod J#drabble#drabbles#prompt fill#so sorry this is so short#too many voices in my head but have so many almost ready to publish!#I keep hoping I'll have more to write on these but decided I've held them long enough now!#hope you enjoy it even though it's short!
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Happy 24th Anniversary to my wonderful parents, I couldn’t have asked for better parents. Thank you for supporting me from day 1 Amma and thatha, I couldn’t have achieved what I have achieved if it weren’t for your upbringing and attention to all we did. Love you both loads❤️❤️😍😍#bestmum&dadever #happyanniversary #24years #lotsoflove💕 (at Hikka Tranz by Cinnamon)
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Guys! Guys you know that you don’t need to ask my permission to draw a fanart on my stuff right? Right??? I’m always very happy if I see someone drawing my babies why would anyone think otherwise?😭😭😭
Me rn is just
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Is Nightmare able to open his mouth? Or does he for some reason not have enough magic to manipulate his bone (mouth??) to open like Dream?
Yeah? I just tend to not draw sans with open month unless very extreme emotions cuz it looks kinda uhhhhh too human?? Idk
But I did open his mouth
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Hello <3
You may have noticed that not so long ago I was looking thru your art and have noticed
This little guy
And I was wontering if he is Blue, in the future, form your "Zero infinity AU" or is he just a variant of him?
(Sorry if someone already wasked about that ;0;)
Hi! No, this is a Star Error, he is also a Pathlighter like Blue. Pathlighters are more of a class and anyone can become one if he wants. You just need to go to the Dark zone and willingly pull out your soul from your chest and it will became a candle and from that moment you will lose ability to talk and think, only thing you will do is help the newcomers to reach the Light zone from the Dark.
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Dream and Nightmare kinda remind me of Caleb and Philip in a different perspective. Given similar motifs like Nightmare’s goopy form or even his skeletal self. Or even with the fanon and canon drawings of their human counterparts.
Yes it is!^^
I even drew their human forms keeping this in mind!!))
I think if Caleb would have back to live after few hpundred years he would act quite similarly to Dream... WAIT A MINUTE! IS THAT NEW AU I SEE HERE?!?!?!
Ps: I told it to Ludwig and now both of us wants a maxi fanfic on this idea😂
We’ll be definitely brainstorming on this idea, thank you anon :3
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Preferred yeeting material
Yes.
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You turned Luz into a manic pixie dream girl💀
I bet you’re the same guy from previous ask
*googles manic pixie dream girl*
Huh. Looks cute but it’s not quite the vibe of our girl.
No, she won’t be in any kind of romance relationship exept she’ll go after Amity. She won’t succeed but it’ll be fun. Phil and Hunter will try to help her with thisXD
With Phil they’ll have a father/daughter dynamic. With Hunter they are just pals who annoy each other but at first he will try to hit on her. He will comically fail as well. And no one will help him :)))
And last but not least, her design. This is Dana’s beta design.
We liked it because she is cooler here, edgy’er and has a lot of punk vibes :)
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Sona ref update!^^
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Can I get a small shitty sketch of Snatcher and Hat Kid from A Hat in Time? """""":>
Veeeeeeery shity :,3
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Any headcanons from your favorite Undertale au?? 👀
GLADLY! :D
Error is terrified of Ink becauseof his immortality and lack of soul and of how artificial and deliberate his emotions are.
Ink, Nightmare and Dream do not consider themselves as “Sans”
Nightmare loves canon characters, especially Papyruses. That’s why all staff of his castle has few Papyrus and Mettaton buttlers, Toriel and Asgore as housekeepers and Asriel as a gardener. He prefers classics.
Dream is very kind and emotional and has a young open mind, and makes mistakes in his observations sometimes. For example he believes for some reason Ink is trustworthy.
Swap is a big brother of the star sanses group and is most down to earth, he is less powerful than Ink and Dream but he is really good at tactics and is the one who really thinks about directly helping people not to get hurt while others are fighting. He is a protector.
Error earn his hyperfixation on eliminating AUs from his past as Geno, tho he doesn’t remember it much. As Geno he saw a lot of timelines, and most of them were cruel to him, his friends and family so he learned the pattern that there is only one True route where everyone is happy, the Pacifist route. He subconsciously thinks that all AUs are about suffering and that he has to free everyone from it. At least that how it started. In present times he moved from “AUs are evil they make everyone suffer” to “Everything and Everyone that part of the AU are not real and doesn’t deserve to live” But wait there more! He is ALSO not real, so when he will fulfill his mission and eliminate everything that is not “Canon” he will also eliminate the last Error that remained. Himself. He is really a sick man. He allow himself to get rest because if he will he will collapse on the floor and won’t get up.
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