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orbital-inclination · 2 months
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you can’t speak to Rem that way! Moltendreams!AU @.me og dreamtale @.jokublog notes under cut.
 the swans are a reference to a Brothers Grimm fairytale “The Six Swans” a story about a king who remarries after the death of his wife. the new queen secretly mistreats his children and turns his six sons into swans. his daughter escapes this fate but in order to save her brothers, she must not speak or laugh for six years. in other versions of the story, she must also weave a shirt out of nettle grass for each brother.
**edit as of March 2024, after letting this thing live in my drafts for ages: this art is 2 years old! what the hell
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rainafusonsart · 4 months
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Been meaning to animate something for practice and then saw @orbital-inclination new post of Molt and Rem having a snowball fight. Just the rough keys right now, might add a few more. hehe so silly. Killer getting sacrificed. R.I.P. Killer
Molt and Rem - @orbital-inclination
Nightmare and Dream - @jokublog
Killer - @rahafwabas
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zu-is-here · 11 months
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Hello zu, I just wanted to ask a question. I’m going to start doing project and I wanted to know if you could think of 3 dream sans aus who would look nice as like a high school group like the plastics from mean girls or the heathers, from heathers.
Hope you have a nice day :)
Hii Scizzors!╰(*´︶`*)╯
Oh, depends on how you want to depict him (them)... There are so many versions of Dream! ★
Bright!Dream by @/dawndream-yume
Cow!Dream by @/help-im-a-gay-fish
Dairus (re:coded Dream) by @/oxydation
Delusion by @/a-v-j
Dreamswap by @/onebizarrekai
Faith / Falsified!Dream by @/ask-falsified-delusions
Flower!Dream by @/0mochi0
Horror!Dream by art_artemiza
Mesmer by @/glitchysquidd
OSD!Dream by @/calcium-cat
Pandoran from Dreamfell by @/galacii-gallery
Reset!Dream by @/pzyvengeance
Reverie by @/stankychee
Swapdream by @/song-song-a & @/litemong
As well as "dark" / "partial" ones:
Agony (Corrupted!Dream) by @/loyneavii
Astral (Dream & Nightmare fusion) by @/slimesomniac
Lemon Shattered Dream by @/zyebana
Lucid (Dream & Nightmare fusion) by @/andrew-imposter @/lucasino-a
Meraki / Aki (Dream & Ink fusion) by @/scribblehuman
MoltenDream by @/orbital-inclination
Monarch by @/wishingstarinajar
Negative by Sariko (drawn by @/angstyhikka)
Shattered Dream by @/shattereddreamsau
Shattered Dreamswap by @/allunary
So feel free to study and choose! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)♪ Good luck working on the project and have a nice day too <3
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OH thank you for clarifying! *^*
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orbital-inclination · 4 months
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when you finally convince him to join your snowball fight. There is NOTHING behind his back!
Accompanying piece to this. Rem @ mine
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orbital-inclination · 11 months
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🦈 the boys are scheming
Ramble under cut!
Killer: based on the Black-tipped Reef Shark and a Thrasher Shark. His tail is long and whip like but you can’t appreciate it’s length bc it’s out of frame. He uses it to give his prey a concussion.
Horror: is a whale shark because he is a big softie, a gentle giant. I can only have so many octopi, and next to a shark of some kind that’s my second choice for him.
Dust: manta ray. My logic behind this choice works like this; hoodie = soft + covers you = blanket. Blanket + fish = stingray. Manta Rays don’t have stingers. But I gave Dust one anyway.
Dream/Molt: I was torn between a classic fish tail for him or something with tentacles. So I drew three forms for him. his designs are loosely inspired by cuttlefish and a specific killifish I’ve lost the name of.
Because Molt’s goop is tied to his role as a Guardian of Positivity of the multiverse, I was torn about whether not his mer-form should be goopy. I’m still indecisive about this.
If we went with his cuttlefish form, just like real cuttlefish he would be able change the color and texture of his body and tentacles. He can’t change the color of his bones or magic, of course.
This also one of the few AUs that you get to see the damage done to his ribcage. If only bc he doesn’t have three layers of fabric to hide it.
Regardless of the kind of mer-skele, Molt steers clear of deep open water. The scars across his ribs are a literal beacon in the dark, as his magic glows, and are just as likely to attract a predator as they are to attract curious small fish. As dusk falls, Molt hides himself away in caves and crevices in the reef or cliffs. He is a day time hunter by choice, but his brother still prefers to hunt at night.
Nightmare/Rem: i had two ideas for Rem, Octopus or Orca. Orca, because of the general importance that family plays in their social dynamic. And Octopus for classic fandom interpretation reasons.
If we are using the octopus type mer for Rem; like his brother, he can change the pattern and color of his body but not his bones or magic. Though he can change his color to almost any hue he wants, he prefers dark colors.
The dark markings on his bones may or may not be natural, and may or may not be caused by the same incident that nearly shattered his brother’s bones. :)
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orbital-inclination · 7 months
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<- Prev | Next ->
Masterpost
Nightmare & Dream @.Jokublog
Molt & Rem @.me
Ink @.comyet
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orbital-inclination · 11 months
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"So, Rem. How's that 'I've been kidnapped thing' going?" Rem, through gritted teeth: it's going fine. <- Prev - Next -> Molt's side of it. Nightmare!sans @/Jokublog Rem @/me
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if molt and rem met dream and nightmare, how'd you think itd go?
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Largely depends on who met who first. either way tho, capital D Drama.
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Miscellaneous fluff (mostly)
Rem made the transition from sleeping in a tree to a traditional four-post bed fairly easily. But Molt isn't always comfortable in his own, so he sometimes just. makes a pillow fort in the corner of his room. Strips the bed, pulls down the canopy, and moves everything to the floor. Alternatives places where you might find him sleeping: window seats, reading nooks, and the sofa in the study.
on this note Molt hoards pillows.
Molt is a social creature who’s convinced himself he’s not allowed to be. So he has the tendency to gravitate towards wherever the largest gathering of *familiar people is. (The Key word here is familiar. Even as an adult, Molt is unsettled by crowds and is sometimes even triggered by them.)
Molt wants to like parties but can’t. He often finds them stressful for the above mentioned reasons.
If the gang hasn’t see him in a couple hours it’s safe to assume he’s having a bad day.
Cross and Horror are typically the go-to to find him on bad days.
Rem on the other hand NEEDS time alone. It’s not usual for him to disappear for several hours a-day. Once his social battery has recovered he’s actually quite playful.
Despite being adults by the current timeline, Rem and Molt frequently get into petty sibling fights. These fights include such classics as:
Who did what chore last. (It’s a competition you understand.)
“I’m mad at you so I’m locking you out!”
“Where did you put (blank)?”
“if you don’t move your leg in the next five seconds I swear to the angel…”
“Well, YOU had the remote last!” “-Yeah, well, YOU kicked me!” “I did NOT!”
when they first established their base they fought over the bed room with the largest window.
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orbital-inclination · 2 years
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He won’t talk about it. Aftermath of this >>
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orbital-inclination · 2 years
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Nightmare/Rem’s reference and tiny doodle dump for my MoltenDreams au!  og dreamtale @.jokublog   ramble under cut!
I didn’t want to deviate Nightmare’s personality too much from what makes OG Nightmare Sans so fun to play with. Though softer and more sensitive than his OG counterpart, they do share some similarities. 
General Stuff
Moltendreams!Nightmare Aka Rem or Remy, is a smug bastard. he likes winning and is a brat about it.
still a massive nerd and book worm
prefers reading to socializing
a die hard introvert
he is brooding and intimidating when he wants to be
is prone to reading until odd hours of morning if left unsupervised
He’s an excellent swordsmen, %50 self taught
a patient stagiest 
He is more hesitant than OG Nightmare but thanks to Dream’s presence and continued support, he is more open and expressive of his feelings
still doesn't like talking about them though, he’s just worse at hiding it 
still a grump
surprisingly tempermental
in this au, negativity, when touched by Rem, has a starry aesthetic instead of a slimy/inky one
Rem is at his strongest only when the world is at it’s bleakest. he essentially plays the role of a figure who only appears during the world’s darkest hour
Sword Stuff
his sword is a physical object imbued with his magic and negativity. he recharges it by drawing on the negative side of an au or the hatred, fear or grief of beings nearby
in a similar way, Rem can spread negativity by first charging his blade, than plunging it into the “heart” of an AU. This heart can be a physical place in the world, the code itself, or it might be a person. (ex. if the story is about/centers around a happy Asriel, Frisk or Sans for example, Rem will turn the au negative by plunging his sword through their soul.)
when Rem’s Sword is fully charged it cannot hurt you physically or effect your HP, with the exception of Aus where HP represents HOPE. (in that case then, yeah, it will hurt you.) instead, it influences your emotions, unlashing feelings that were bottled up or repressed. 
if the Sword is in “Idle” mode, it WILL physically hurt because it is still a sword
if its Rem’s intention to, he can also force a sense of dread or hopeless onto a person/au that lingers like a bad flu. He can and will do this on occasion, but he doesn’t like to. (he feels really bad about it afterwards)
Design Notes:
His colors are bluer in hue to visually tell the viewer he is a gentler variant
The direction of the crescent moon on his circlet/crown does not matter and doesn't reflect anything. im just lazy
his cloak is very cozy and warm and you are very lucky if he lets you wear it
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orbital-inclination · 2 years
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Attempt 0.2 to get rid of the goo: ask a witch. Moltendreams!AU @.me og dreamtale @.jokublog 
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orbital-inclination · 5 months
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somewhere beyond the moat
Prompt: ??? Wc: 584 Summary: The boys goof off just before a heist. Rem tolerates, Molt observes, and Horror thinks he's punny.
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The shuffle of feet. Followed by a manic, hitching laugh-- Killer. Molt thinks, canting his skull just so to listen to his brother’s second in command break off in that thrill-danger-happy peal. Movement then, someone stumbles. Small stones crackle, grinding under someone's slippers. There’s a ditch on the side of the road. He discovered this himself a few minutes ago. This time, the low chortle came from Horror; a huff through his teeth that sounds as raspy as it does warm. 
Mild exasperation spills from his brother. “Enough,” he says, without real heat, but with enough bite that both Killer and Horror immediately try to restrain themselves. “Did I not emphasize the necessity for stealth?“
“You should’ve sent me and Dust on ahead,” Molt tells him. Looping lazily and low to the ground, one of his tendrils flick. 
“Aw, c’mon Chief! That’s not fair.” Killer whines. 
There’s a definite No, in Rem’s brief flash of irritation-not-irritation. Not directed at him, but circumstances. “Unfortunately,” he begins, voice desert dry. “I need the four of you here to pull off this heist.”
“Hey… what did… what did King Asgore call his sneakiest Knight?” Horror rasps. 
Rem bites back a groan. “What did Asgore call this Knight?”
Horror snickers, struggling to get his words in words in order between huffs of laughter. “… Sir… Valence.”
Twin barks of laughter. Amusement even trickles from Dust. And like with his brother, Molt does not need to see it to hear the eye-roll.
Killer hums. A sharp sound. Molt imagines him tapping the blade of his knife to his smile. “Poor blueberry. He’s missing out on a chance to test his mettle against the Royal Guard. He must be sooo disappointed.”
“… and Cross,” Molt adds, quietly. He feels the sting of disappointment himself.
“Cross is where he needs to be,” Rem says. There’s an undercurrent of defensiveness to him, responding to the subtle bite Molt hadn’t meant to let slip. He understands why his brother made this decision. They need someone on the outside in case something goes wrong. (and something almost always goes wrong.)
But Cross doesn’t see it that way. He thinks Rem is excluding him for a different reason. But he doesn’t say that. They’re too close to the Castle to get into an argument right now.
His brother makes a soft noise, a grunt, and the two are close enough that an image flashes across his mind’s eye: Killer throwing his arm over Rem’s shoulders. Annoyance sparks like pop rocks and embers from a bonfire. But his brother is not genuinely annoyed enough to throw Killer off, and tolerates him with limited, finite patience. 
Killer cackles. He says something Molt doesn’t quite catch, it’s spoken too softly but it prompts Rem to respond with a snort and a dry: “Try not to kill anyone. We were never here. Get the book, get out and we’re gone.”
“You got it, Boss.”
“It’s bad enough that this world is an interdimensional hotspot. Keep in mind we might see familiar faces. Don’t let that distract you.”
Dust, who’d been quiet until that point, made a non-commital noise. A chorus of chuckles sound at the twice layered inside joke. Then the group falls silent. Anticipation and eagerness thrums in their bones.
He guesses they must be able to see the Castle now.
“Let’s get this done.” Rem commands. And they do.
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orbital-inclination · 5 months
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Do Rem and Molt celebrate Gyftmas? What presents do they get everyone and each other?
What a fun question! They do in fact! My answer got long, so I put it all under the cut~
Rem gravitates towards to giving everyone practical gifts. What he gives depends on their needs or what he thinks they’ll appreciate that year!
Things like a new knife sharpener, scabbard, or even a storage case for his growing knife collection for Killer.
New Kitchen stuff, cook books, or other such things for Horror.
Cross's gyftmas gift is one on one sword training from Rem himself, just the two of them, no interruptions. Other gifts might be: scrapbooks kits, a polaroid camera, film etc.
For Dust its new equipment for his chemistry experiments, notebooks for note keeping (and organizing his thoughts,) the secret password to a safe belonging to some poor Alphys' so Dust can help himself to whatever dangerous substance he's missing.
Molt's gifts are almost always sentimental. He will go off of gyftmas lists if stumped, but otherwise, he usually aims for something meaningful and surprising. Something he knows will make the other person happy, even if it's very, very silly or they didn't realize how happy asking for that particular thing would've made them. He's very good at this.
He will get funny hats for the stray cats Killer picks up. (one year, Molt gave Killer an actual kitten.) He's the one giving Error and Cross their favorite brand of chocolate. Oh, it might be a simple box one year. but the next he's found a chocolate shop that will make elaborate custom chocolate sculptures. It's a joke book for Horror. a recording of a tv show that will make Dust laugh but only mentioned he wanted the dvd/vhs for once. Molt is drawn to happiness. and Gyftmas is one of the few occasions he lets down his guard and indulges in the instinct he has for it.
As for what the brothers get each other...
Since Molt experiences the world mostly through sound, touch, and feelings, most of his gifts from Rem lean into that. audio books, books written in braille, music to listen to (vinyl or cassette), a new pillow or blanket for Molt's growing hoard, an elaborate fidget box enchanted to present a new puzzle every day
For Rem; its the next book in the serial he's reading, (limited edition, which Molt enlists Killer's help in getting) a new chess set, a telescope, a journal for cataloguing new stars, and so on.
And lastly, a mutual gift: a truce. Whatever fight or argument they might have had, it's put aside for the day.
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orbital-inclination · 5 months
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Nightmare and rem, with ‘I’ for the ask prompt!
Prompt: I. Broken glass. WC: 927 Feat, angst! again! tentatively takes place in that unnamed AU i have going on. Nightmare and Rem argue about ethics and family. that's it. That's the fic. Thank you for coming to this ted talk, no i'm not sure how i got that from “broken glass” either.
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“Now, why would you do that? Really, Rem. You must work on your temper.” Rem gritted his teeth. He shook his hand and the numbness from his knuckles. Shards of glass sang with sickly sweetness as they fell from his wrist. “Shut up.”
“Watch how you speak to me. I can’t have my men getting the wrong impression.” 
Rem scoffed. He plucked a shard from between his metacarpal and brushing off his sleeve, stepped away from the cabinet. His frustration and anger and worry had gotten the better of him and he’d punched it on impulse. 
To put it simply, his soul was not used to being immersed in so much negativity. The negativity of this universe was overwhelming enough on its own but it was worse here, where Nightmare claimed his throne.
He felt less in control of his magic by the day. The thought scared him.
“Drop the pretense. We both know they’re more than soldiers to you.”
His counterpart stiffened. The tentacles slowed their languid movement. Rem eyed them warily. They almost seemed to have a mind of their own. A mind that sometimes betrayed his alternate’s first impulse. Occasionally, that first impulse was violence.
“Or...” Rem began just as slowly, aware of the very fragile line he was treading. “... are you not ready to admit that, yet?”
“Your attempts to provoke me will not succeed,” Nightmare finally deigned to turn around and look at him, hands clasped behind his back. “Speculation goes both ways. Did you think I wouldn’t catch the pity you feel for them? Killer tells me you’ve been smuggling snacks to Horror.”
Rem kept his face carefully blank. “I wasn’t aware food was something that could be smuggled in your own house.” 
“Ah, but this isn’t your house. This is my house and in my house there are rules that must be followed. One of those rules is that we adhere to a time when we eat and when we don't. I’ve implemented such things for a reason.”
“Rules that I might add, are useless as they are unnecessary.”
Nightmare scowled. “You are too soft with them.” “And you are too strict!” Rem snapped. “Do you not see how much you are holding them back?” Nightmare’s teeth flashed in a restrained snarl. “I do not appreciate what you are insinuating. Do you realize where they would be without me? Without us? Deadend timelines with no hope of a future, of change of any sort. To be stuck in that corpse of a plane for eternity is a cruelty even I would not wish on my worst enemy.”
“Because you provide this ‘choice’—” Rem lifted his hands to make air quotes. At this gesture, Nightmare felt truly affronted. “—you have grown complacent. Do you really think you have their loyalty, when all you have offered them is the bare minimum?”
A strange expression eclipsed his counterpart’s face. Rem did his best not to smirk. “Do you understand my point now? Loyalty is a choice. If given the chance to have something better, what do you think they will choose?”
A low threatening rumble thundered through his counterpart’s chest. He rounded on Rem, to do what, he wasn’t sure, but then Nightmare froze, and almost as quickly as he had turned, that growl transformed into a laugh.
“Ah! I see now. This was your attempt at sowing discord! Bravo.” he shook his head. A step taken forward, and Rem took one step back. 
“A decent try, I must admit, but you underestimated my confidence. This fear of abandonment... It was something we once shared. That’s true. But we’ve diverged enough from each other that fear is no longer relevant.” Nightmare smiled cruelly. “By the nature of the work they do for me... where else would they go? Who would take them in? They have no one. No place to call home. No family left but what little comradery they find in each other... oh? You are disgusted by my words again. Is it not the same for your den of thieves?”
“I would never pretend to offer a choice that did not exist.” Rem hissed. 
“Ah, you heard about what happened with Dust, hm? What happened with him was unfortunate but necessary. But I suppose I can't expect you to understand this. After all, it is more critical for me to feed on a constant source of negativity than it is for you. I wonder... perhaps that’s where this softness comes from. You can feed yourself easily enough in your universe, comparatively. But I am almost always hungry.” 
Nightmare’s eyelight, that deep sea foam green took on a malevolent glint and that Rem did not like. A shiver ran through him, of what could have been; a future he’d narrowly avoided by chance. If he had not sidestepped that axe, if Dream had not returned when he did… was this the kind of person he would have become? 
“I wonder how your brother handles his hunger? Afterall, you are actively chipping away at his source of strength, bit by bit.”
“I am not hurting him,” Rem said defensively. “I am alleviating the curse. The less it’s fed into the weaker it becomes, and the less strain he’s under!”
“Are you?” Nightmare said, softly and wickedly. “Or are you just limiting his potential? Perhaps it's not that he is enduring under too much positivity, but not enough. Consider if the solution to your problem is counter to what you believe.”
He felt sick.
Nightmare grinned. “Well... it’s something to think about, at any rate.”
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orbital-inclination · 4 months
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Yay snow! What do Rem and Molt think of snow? Does Molt's corruption keep him warm? Has anyone tried roasting marshmallows off him? XD
Oh Killer absolutely has just to mess with him. X)
Unfortunately for Molt, while his goop is warm to the touch and does produce its own heat, it’s not enough to keep warm infinitely. He will eventually get cold. (This can also be influenced by the amount of positivity and negativity in the area, so it really kinda matters what kind of au he’s visiting.)
for the most though, Molt loves playing in the snow! It’s one of those things that brings him out of his shell. He can’t appreciate its beauty but he sure can appreciate the texture, the sound it makes and the fun shapes you can mold it into.
Now Rem dislikes experiencing snow, and all the various forms it comes in, but aesthetically he finds it pleasing to the eye. You could probably coax him outside by provoking his competitive side, and throwing a snowball at his back. Otherwise though, he’s going to be the first one back indoors.
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