Happy Halloween( Φ ω Φ )

Brought some art supplies for my bday :D

And I’m in love with the markers (Tombow and Ecoline), you’ll be seeing them a lot (I wish I brought the other colours than yellow and purple)

It’s nice experimenting with new things :)

( ´•̥̥̥ω•̥̥̥` )

G!ink and G!error

PLS PLS PLS I NEED MORE ERROR!GASTER PLS PLS I NEED IT I NEED IT AAAAAAAA

So... which one? LMAO- And I'm missing more designs of Gaster Error HASDFJAFDAJS

Sprites done so far, hope you like the new look. still working on a few more

Ladies and gentlemen. Doodles in real life.

(I made this a long time ago but I’m just kinda sharing doodles on here so :3)

(And featuring little tiny Toon Ingo and Emmet by @shadowfear-art :3)

Inktobertale 2023 day 17: Magician

Have some Ink cosplaying as one of his dads!

part 7

remember not to ever talk to cops if you get arrested, everyone! envoke your rights and shut the fuck up! don’t make the same mistakes as moi (✿ -- ‿ -- )

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Original INK!SANS belongs to comyet Original ERROR!SANS belongs to loverofpiggies

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G!ink and g!error belongs to Miya sheep

討論 discuss

This art has been in the sketchbook since 2021!! and I didn't publish it anywhere, and when I was looking through old sketchbooks, I noticed it. It was unpainted and in those years I wanted to paint it, but I kept putting it off, and now its time has come;3

In those years I liked ErrorCore, but now I'm neutral to it :) And if I were them, I would draw another couple.

P.s. Sometimes I miss this old drawing. She's very exciting to me qwq

(Plus, in addition to all these universes in hashtags, my role-playing universe is also;))



happy birthday queen 👑⭐

⛈ ★ Watermelon Face ★ ⛈

• (Marshall Lee x g/n reader)  • r a t i n g: t e e n  &  u p  • 7 1 4  w o r d s  •  p o s t e d 13.07.2023    🌧  navigation • s u m m a r y: marshall and reader are hanging out at the beach, and marshall is being his usual annoying self. 

 It was sunny and unbearably hot in Aaa. Dang, even Marshall was hot.  Not like that.  You sat under a weirdly colored umbrella, dressed in light clothes, relishing in the cool the ocean wind and shade provided. Candy citizens splashed in the water far from your secluded spot on the rocky beach, surrounded by half-submerged vehicles and objects you couldn't even name.  You adjusted your large sun hat and sipped a cold drink. You didn't need the hat, you were wearing it in solidarity with... an annoying vampire that was levitating on your right, under the umbrella, dawning a hat, gloves, the whole anti-sun fit.  He floated down and you frowned. He hadn't said a word yet, but you anticipated something dumb. It was right on the edge of his forked tongue.  "What's that?" His pleasant and casual baritone rang out by your ear, and you felt yourself shiver at his cold-ass hands on your shoulders.  You flinched and moved away. You gave him a side-eye.  "Mojito with watermelon eyeballs," You stated with no interest, sipping with displeasure. The breeze blew by, and a drop of condensation hit your leg.  "So are they... eyes? Or watermelon?" Marshall tilted his head, raising a brow, pointing at the glass.  The eyes bobbed up and down in liquid between chunks of ice. You grimaced, chewing through one and swallowing thickly.    "I don't know, but the texture is terrible. Worst mistake ever." You shuddered as the chewed up chunks of the fruit and or organ slid down your throat, finally out of your mouth. You took a gulp of the fizz. You stared out into the ocean. Gentle lapis waves rolled and crashed onto the golden shore. The sun still burned, and cream clouds floated along the horizon; a march into oblivion.  You inhaled fresh air, chunks of ice stinging your mouth and teeth. In a good way. "Eating the ice?"  And there, your moment of serenity was quickly interrupted. Or obscured, more like. By Marshall.  Your brows lowered and you crunched loudly. "Yea, is crunchy," You said with a full mouth.  Marshall laughed at your expression, putting his long arms behind his head, lounging mid air. Was it bothering you? Kind of. Did you have enough energy to bicker with him?  Your frown deepened.  No. That was your Glob-damned off day!  Marshall clicked his tongue, gestured with his hand, and closed his eyes.  "I prefer to crunch on the bones of my enemies," He quipped as he opened his eyes and hissed out the "s", his scleras black and his irises and pupils a bright red. You suppressed a smile.  "You know what else is cold and hard?" He said in an aloof, teasing tone.  Marshall smirked.  Your smile and frown fell, replaced by thinly concealed horror. "What." It was less of a question and more of a panicked stammer.   Double take wasn’t enough. Not even triple take. You nearly choked on your drink. You stared at his cold hands and forced your eyes to stare into his demonic crimson eyes. You hoped dearly that he couldn't read minds.  "The beds in the Ice Kingdom! I stayed over at Simona's last night and my back still hurts," He explained calmly, looking away. When his eyes fell on you, he burst out into a cackle, spinning and clutching his stomach as his hat nearly fell off.  "What did you think I was gonna say?!" He threw back his head, fangs brandished and eyes watching you.  "... Well.... you know..."  The words died in your throat with your dignity. You felt your face heat up as you pressed yourself into your chair. "What?" He smirked, drawling, unable to contain his amusement at your suffering. "Nothing." You looked down, metaphorical tail between your legs. You were definitely red with how much your face burned. When condensation dripped on your leg again, you flinched.  Thoughts? Ninety miles per hour. Face? One billion degrees.  He floated closer to you. He wouldn't flippin’ dare. His hands extended to your face.  "Wow, hey there watermelon fa-"  You cut him off by chucking a handful of ice at his face. He caught it with his maw. He crunched loudly, arms folded. He looked into nowhere for a bit.  He smiled, still chewing. "Oh, it is crunchy!"