Happy birthday to my little baby ꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ूˋ͈꒱.⑅*♡
It's a bit short, but there's no angst, miracle. One day I'll publish some stuff about him ♪♪(o*゜∇゜)o~♪♪
Aim and Post Dark Cream belong to @zu-is-here
Les deux enfants rentrèrent dans la boulangerie, accompagnés de Killer et saluant le vendeur, une tortue plutôt âgé. Ils se dirigèrent vers les vitrines, regardant les nombreuses tapisseries et viennoiseries disposés : des forêt noires, des gâteaux fruités remplis de crème, des milles-feuilles, des chou à la crème, des tartes au citron meringuée, des macarons, des éclairs au chocolat et au café, des pains au chocolat et des croissants.
— Ça a l'air trop bon, s'extasia Aim devant la vitrine, les étoiles dans les yeux.
Après avoir choisi deux gâteaux, une forêt noire et un gâteau au fruit, Killer demanda le plus naturellement du monde :
— Lequel vous voulez ?
— Mais Papa a dit que on devait juste chercher deux gâteaux, et qu'on devait pas prendre autre chose au sinon on allait pas finir de manger.
Nuisance avait dit ça en regardant le plus grand, comme s'il essayait de déceler si cela était un simple test ou oubli de sa part. En voyant son sourire confiant, il comprit qu'il n'avait pas oublier ça ou quoi que se soit d'autre, il n'avait juste pas envi d'écouter cet ordre qui lui avait initialement été donné.
— Night sais bien que quand on rentre dans une boulangerie avec des enfants il faut aussi prendre une petite pâtisserie pour le gouter. Et si on les mange sur le chemin du retour, il n'en saura rien. Alors, vous voulez quoi ?
— Celui au chocolat là-bas, répondit rapidement le plus petit.
— On appelle ça un éclair au chocolat... Mais j'aurais pensé que tu aurais pris le chou à la crème.
Tout en disant cela, il désigna la fameuse pâtisserie, sachant que Aim ne pouvait pas lire les petites pancartes devant la nourriture.
— C'est vrai que ça a l'air bon, mais il n'y a pas de chocolat.
Le plus grand sourit avant de demander la fameuse pâtisserie, ainsi qu'un mille-feuille au vendeur. Pendant que ce dernier commencer à prendre la nourriture pour les mettre dans une des petites boites en carton fins, il redemanda la même question à l'enfant aux yeux vairons, ne voulant pas qu'il soit le seul à ne rien avoir. Ce dernier regarda de nouveau le plus grand dans les yeux, avant de retourner son attention sur son cousin qui lui souriait comme pour l'encourager à prendre quelque chose. Finalement il bredouilla d'une petite voix :
— Des macarons.
Le squelette à l'âme bicolore lui frotta la tête, pas surpris le moins du monde par ce choix. Puis lorsqu'ils partirent de la boulangerie, remerciant la tortue, il donna les petits gâteaux aux deux enfants, qui s'empressèrent d'en prendre un morceau. Nuisance tendit un macaron marron à Aim avant de rajouter :
— C'est au chocolat si tu veux gouter... Kills, Papa va être en colère contre nous s'il découvre qu'on lui a désobéit.
— Ne t'inquiète pas, il ne saura pas. Et puis, s'il le découvre, ce ne sera pas contre vous qu'il sera en colère, mais contre moi.
The two children entered the bakery, accompanied by Killer and greeting the shop assistant, a rather elderly turtle. They walked towards the shop windows, looking at the many tapestries and pastries on display: black forest, fruity cakes filled with cream, mille-feuilles, cream puffs, lemon meringue tarts, macaroons, chocolate and coffee eclairs, pains au chocolat and croissants.
"It looks so good", Aim exclaimed in front of the window with stars in his eyes.
After choosing two cakes, a black forest and a fruit cake, Killer asked most naturally:
"Which one do you want?"
"But Papa said we should just get two cakes, and that we shouldn't get anything else or we wouldn't finish eating."
Nuisance had said this while looking at the taller boy, as if trying to detect whether this was a simple test or an oversight on his part. Seeing his confident smile, he knew he hadn't forgotten that or anything else, he just didn't feel like listening to the order that had originally been given to him.
"Night knows that when you go into a bakery with children you have to take a little pastry for a snack. And if you eat them on the way home, he won't know. So what do you want?"
"The chocolate one over there," the little one answered quickly.
"It's called a chocolate eclair... But I would have thought you would have taken the cream puff."
As he said this, he pointed to the famous pastry, knowing that Aim couldn't read the little signs in front of the food.
"It does look good, but there's no chocolate."
The taller boy smiled before asking the vendor for the famous pastry and a mille-feuille. As the latter started to take the food and put it in one of the small thin cardboard boxes, he asked the same question to the child with the minnow eyes, not wanting him to be the only one without anything. The latter looked the taller boy in the eye again, before returning his attention to his cousin who was smiling at him as if to encourage him to take something. Finally he stammered in a small voice:
"Macaroons."
The skeleton with the two-tone soul rubbed his head, not surprised in the least by this choice. Then as they left the bakery, thanking the turtle, he gave the little cakes to the two children, who hurried to take a piece. Nuisance handed Aim a brown macaroon before adding:
"It's chocolate if you want a taste... Kills, Dad will be angry with us if he finds out we disobeyed him."
"Don't worry, he won't find out. Besides, if he does find out, he won't be mad at you, he'll be mad at me."
Howdy😊
I came back from the realm of the inactive
I made this drawing because I wanted a new profile photo. I wanted to keep the moon and the stars in my old profile picture, but I wanted to have at least one Undertale character or his AU, and so I took my little darling who is... Nightmare
And since in Empireverse, there are two empires competing, that of the moon and that of the sun, and that their symbol are these two stars, I decided to take this universe.
So I did Nightmare, Cross and Error, because it’s the three people I prefer in this empire (and I didn’t know how to do others😅)
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Howdy😊
Je suis revenu du royaume des inactifs
J'ai fait ce dessin, car je voulais une nouvelle photo de profil. Je voulais garder la lune et les étoiles de mon ancienne photo de profil, mais je voulais avoir au moins un personnage de Undertale ou de ses AU, et donc j'ai pris mon petit chouchou qui est... Nightmare.
Et vu que dans Empireverse, il y a deux empires qui s'affrontent, celui de la lune et celui du soleil, et que leur symbole sont ces deux astres, j'ai décidé de prendre cet univers.
J'ai donc fait Nightmare, Cross et Error, parce que c'est les trois perso que je prefere dans cet empire (et que je ne savais pas comment faire les autres😅)
Poor Dream, it must be hard for him. They must all be afraid of losing Aim to Error, but only Dream is totally opposed to it ╥﹏╥
Then he can always see his son (and hit the Destroyer if anything bad happens to him) (`ω ´*)ノ
Aim is such a brave kid. I hope it gets better for all of them (ノ ̄ω ̄)ノ
I really love the way you write. Keep up the good work *ଯ( ॢᵕ꒶̮ᵕ)ॢഒ*♡
This is a continuation! Please see chapter one (by me) and the prologue by @egnidres here!
@zu-is-here, and Egnidres, here's the continuation!
-oOo-
"He did what?!"
The monster appeared inside Dream once more. Shattered lunged for Nightmare.
Killer had little time to grab one of the tentacles and hold him back, but somehow, he managed.
Nightmare stood perfectly still, not even flinching as Shattered's tentacles came centimeters from his face. He held his head high and stared the curse that consumed his brother dead in the eye.
Aim wasn't supposed to be watching. He was told to wait inside as the adults discussed the surprise meeting from Error outside. However, that didn't stop him from watching out an open window as quietly as he could. He felt bad that it caused his father to crack again. He hated seeing Shattered cover Dream in endless black goop. Aim himself had decided to accept the deal... as soon as he could find Error. Despite what his parents said, he wanted to get revenge on the assassin and destroy him, even if the destroyer took his life for it.
He was tired of being babysat. He was tired of being watched. He would no longer stand around and be treated like a child. He wasn't five anymore; he was thirteen. It was time he was treated as such.
"I told you to protect him! And you let Error, out of all people, find him?! How could you?!" Dream cried. Half his face was still Shattered, but both sides were still furious.
Nightmare's gaze contained irritation. He stood with his arms crossed, observing Dream. "I told him I would wait to discuss it with you," he inquired. "He should be back shortly for your decision."
"After my decision?!" Dream hissed, breaking free from Killer's grasp. "My decision is obvious! Absolutely not!"
"Don't write off Error's offer like that just because he's Error!" Nightmare cried. "He would do a much better job defending Aim than Killer ever could!"
Killer rolled his eyes. "Rude."
"He would murder my son!" Dream hissed. "Before or after the deal is done, you can't trust him, you're a fool for even conversing with him!"
Killer watched Nightmare's eyes flash blue. He backed up, pulling out his knives in defense. Usually, Killer would be all for a brawl, but something about Nightmare's blue eye unsettled him.
The blue eye terrified Aim. He had never seen it in his uncle before. Why was Dream so upset at Nightmare? Why was Nightmare getting upset? Was he not hearing everything that was said between the two?
"Dream, Ink is after Aim. Error is the only one who can solely protect him," Killer grimaced, disgusted to admit that he was powerless against the painter. "I... I think we should accept the deal."
Before Dream could retaliate, Nightmare uttered the dreaded words himself. "I agree with Killer. I think we should."
"No," Dream twitched with irritation, trying to fight the curse and shove it back. Shattered fought, wanting to stay in control. It resulted in a half-and-half face on the positive. "I trusted my old friend, and he killed my husband. I will not make the same mistake with your old friend!"
Nightmare seemed just as angry. "Ink will never stop hunting Aim! Error is the only one who can defeat him! I know Error, and if there is anything that he hates more than anomalies, it's Ink! I know he's unreliable, but would you rather put him in Ink's hands or Error's?"
"Neither!" Dream grabbed Nightmare's shoulders and shoved him back, about to spring on him. "I'm going to protect my son-"
But tentacles intervened Shattered.
Aim watched in horror as the negative was also consumed with goop, retaliating at Shattered. Nightmare grabbed Shattered's tentacles with his own, his face melting at the positive. He hissed violently, his presence quenching Dream's as if it had been coupled up in a cage for many years.
When Dream saw the curse on Nightmare, his eyes widened in fright. The curse immediately left him as he stared at his brother. He started to cry. "W-Why didn't you tell me?"
The purple returned to Nightmare's eyes once more. He took a step back and looked at his own hands, terrified. The goop suddenly disappeared, and he was his normal self once more.
"I thought we were done with the secrets," Killer narrowed his eyes. "All of you! Not only did you keep all this from each other, but you kept it from Aim! He has the right to know! He could have the curse, too, for all you know! You guys kept the secret that you were still struggling. It only hurt the family! Look where it's brought us now!"
Aim's uncle glanced down at the ground. "I wanted to tell you that you weren't alone in your fight, brother," he sighed. "Just because you couldn't keep the curse inside didn't mean you had to ignore your son for seven years. But it would have only overwhelmed you. And right now, you seemed overwhelmed. Let me make this choice for Aim. I-"
Aim didn't hear anymore. He closed the window and sat on a nearby chair. Unlike his father, he had thought it over. There was nothing else that Aim wanted more; he wanted to kill Ink. He wanted to make them pay. If that meant teaming up with an evil killer and dying afterward, so be it.
It was reckless, but he removed his fear with his own power. Little did he know how dangerous that was.
Aim wandered over to the front door and stepped outside. Dream, Nightmare, and Killer seemed to have calmed down. They were all sitting down on the lime grass, conversing quietly. Dream perked his head up when he heard Aim's footsteps near. His eyes softened. "Aim, honey, we are almost done. Please go back inside-"
"I'm accepting Error's offer."
The three adults stared at him in shock. Nightmare and Killer looked relieved, but Dream was in denial. "No, you're not. You don't know what you're getting yourself into-"
"I'm not five anymore, Dad!" Aim cried. "I've heard enough to know what Error is capable of, and I don't care. I know Ink wants me for my power, and I know he will attack again. None of you can protect me, but Error can. Not only that, but Error will help me kill him to avenge my dad!"
"Revenge is not the answer," Nightmare commented. "I learned that the hard way."
"But you want him dead too, uncle," Aim interjected.
"Smart kid," Killer added. "He's right. We do want the painter dead." Killer put his knives away. "We don't really have a choice, either."
"Good job being the voice of reason," the negative smirked.
Killer smirked his iconic grin back. "I try."
"I can't allow it!" Dream shook his head, his eyes shaking. "Aim, I can't lose you too..."
"You can't protect me forever," Aim answered. "The best way to protect me is to accept this deal. And I'm going to."
"L-L-Look a-at that, a-a-anamonly #241 is a-already smar-rter than y-you a-all."
Despite only meeting him once, Aim memorized that voice by heart. He-along with the adults-turned around to see the destroyer staring at them. His arms were crossed and his robe blew in the wind. He glitched in and out of code, but his gaze remained steady.
"Leave," Dream hissed, standing up as his tentacles appeared again.,
"Looks l-l-like you d-don't have c-c-control o-over this s-situation any-ymore, Dre-SHattered," Error mocked. "The b-boy has d-decided, has h-he not?"
"No, he-"
"I have," Aim interjected. "I accept your offer, Destroyer-"
"E-E-Error works f-fine," Error rolled his eyes.
Nightmare walked over to where Dream hung his head low as tears streamed down his face. His uncle hugged the positive closely. "This is our only choice," he whispered slowly. "It's going to be okay..."
"I-I'm not k-kidnapping h-him, i-idiots!" Error hissed. "I-I will v-visit f-frequently to t-train h-him here. W-Why is t-t-that an is-ssue, Dream?"
Dream death-stared Error through his grief-stricken eyes. "I don't trust you..."
"Y-Y-You d-don't h-have a c-choice," The smile that appeared on the destroyer's face shook Aim's soul. He stretched his hand out to the boy. "Come, b-boy, we'll make h-h-history."
Aim stared at the hand. This was it. The moment he would start his path to revenge. The moment he would stop being treated like a child. The moment there would no longer be any secrets.
Aim accepted Error's hand, which made the destroyer glitch. Time warped around him as everything appeared white around him. His family faded as well as the setting around him.
It was the choice that marked his destiny.
Heya😊
Here is the fifth day of the Nightmarecember, on the theme of "Nightmares"
I do Night that turns a dream into a nightmare, but I missed it😅
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Heya😊
Voila le cinquième jours du Nightmarecember, sur le thème de "Cauchemars"
Je fait Night qui transforme un rêve en cauchemar, mais je l'ai ratée😅
J'ai fais un dessin de RTSans. RevolutionTale est un AU créé par Alamort Blatherskite (elle publie sous le nom de RevolutionTale, mais son vrai pseudo est Alamort Blatherskite) où la guerre entre les monstres et les humains n'as pas était déclarée. Mais les humains opprime les monstres. Ils decident alors de se rebeller. Ce que j'aime dans cet AU se sont l'histoire, les personnages (j'adore leur character design), et les dessins😊
Voici la première page:
Et son compte Tumblr:
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I made a drawing of RtSans. Revolutiontale is an AU created by Alamort Blatherskite (it publishes under the name of Revolutiontale, but her real nickname is Alamort Blatherskite) where the war between monsters and humans was not declared. But humans oppress monsters. They decide to rebel. What I like about this AU are the story, the characters (I love their character design), and the drawings😊
This is the first page :
And and his Tumblr account :
A Kross ship one-shot ( ´͈ ॢꇴ `͈ॢ)・*♡
The English version
The French version
Leviathantale belongs to @skumhuu
Waiting (๑✧◡✧๑)
Orion belong to @myloh (he he surprise, I hope you like him, even though he ugly in that drawing)
Je vous montre mon dessin de Flowey de Haventale. De ce que j'ai compris, Haventale est un AU où tous le monde est heureux et satisfait de leur vie. Frisk a été abusée lorsqu'elle était à la surface et elle se méfie de tout le monde car ils sont tout "trop gentils". Asriel, Chara et Gaster sont en vie.
Le créateur de cette AU (Deoxyrebornicleic) a dit que la pire chose que Chara a fait, a été de frapper Monster Kid parce qu'il a dit à Asriel que sa photo était moche. Flowey et Asriel ne sont pas les même personnes.
Voici le lien du comic (je n'ai trouvé que la page de la rencontre entre Flowey et Frisk) :
I show you my drawing of Flowey from Haventale. From what I understand, Haventale is an AU where everyone is happy and satisfied with their lives. Frisk was abused when she was on the surface and she distrusts everyone because they are all "too nice". Asriel, Chara and Gaster are alive.
The creator of this AU (Deoxyrebornicleic) said that the worst thing Chara did was hit Monster Kid because he told Asriel his picture was ugly. Flowey and Asriel are not the same people.
Here is the link of the comic (I only found the page of the meeting between Flowey and Frisk): It is above.
Update :
Love or Betrayal chapter 8 (no name) : 8th October
HorrorDust OS (I don't want to kill you) : 15th September
Maybe another One-Shot can be posted
Howdy😊
Today is the eighth day of the Nightmarecember, on the theme "Snow"
I had more time to finish, so I could do the shadows and the eyes as I normally do them (I love making eyes like this😊)
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Howdy😊
Aujourd'hui, c'est le huitième jour du Nightmarecember, sur le thème "Neige"
J'ai eu plus de temps pour finir, j'ai donc pu faire les ombres et les yeux comme je les fais normalement (j'adore faire les yeux comme ça😊)
[Fr/En] 6th February. I try my best to be a good writer and an artist. Have a beautiful day or night
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