Bad Gays Poly Ship Week

for the drawing request thing, may i ask for Error watching one of those old shitty barbie movies?

Yes. Yes he would. He’d also be an ipad kid, lil man baby

Error belongs to CrayonQueen

That is a really fucking Cool awsome dress!

Are your requests open?

If so... Could you draw Error in a dress and what's Ink reaction to it?

If no it's fine!

Btw, your art style is adorable and so... Funky? (Sor6fir the bad english and probably me saying stuff that doesn't make sense) but it's cute, fluffy and also funky, remember me like cartoon Network series a little but not the do crazy ones, I think you get it-

:DD alr Ima finnish the reqs sitting in my inbox. I’ll open reqs if I finish them all

Ink - Comyet

Error - CrayonQueen

(Part 4) BFF <3

When Core found the box, they weren’t surprised for long. Omnipresence gave them the context they needed quickly. Gently, they lifted the tiny skeleton from the box, holding him with quiet care.

Core didn’t waste any time. This lonely nowhere was no place for him, so it was time to bring the newest inhabitant of the Omegatimeline home.And Palette was never alone again Core would make shure of that.

A small, winged friend he made almost immediately upon arrival was never far from his side.Goth and Palette grew up together, practically attached at the hip. It was rare to see one without the other. The little angel of death was the first Palette truly connected with—besides his Granpa. Palette was never bored with Goth. Most others were strange to Palette; he always had the feeling no one was real with him, always trying to please him. But Goth did fight with him. He yelled, he cried, they made up, they laughed—and everything felt real.

It was strange. Everyone besides Granpa and Goth felt not right. They always felt… not quite right!—

And for Goth, Palette was the first friend he could actually hug. Life as a reaper could be lonely. His father once told him only special people could get close to them. Goth agreed—Palette really was special

The two grew side by side, inseparable and happy for years and years

Until the day Palette decided to leave. Goth tried not to lash out—after all, he was not just mad he was sad.

He didn’t want Palette to leave, but he also didn’t want to hold him back. His father once said when you love something, you have to let it go—and when it comes back, it belongs to you. Goth really hoped his best friend would find what they were searching for… and would return.

can i request crepic :0

They are singing so very beautifully

Cross - JakeiArtwork

Epic - Yugogeer012

i’d care if the person i reblogged this from vanished

idc if you reblog this from me but reblog it every time you see one of your friends or mutuals have reblogged it

Branching out

tbh it just really kills me how much of “the odd one out” Killer is in the bad guys. Even if you include Cross, Killer is still the one who differs from the others the most.

Like the other four are relatively quiet, calm people who probably tend to spend their nights winding down and relaxing, and then there’s Killer, who has just downed like two Redbulls and is blasting music from his room at one in the morning

Dust is gay

Killer belongs to rahafwabas

Dust belongs to ask-dusttale

Horror belongs to horrortalecomic

Nightmare belongs to Jokublog

Transcript:

Killer: Hey, Dust! Look what I found on my phone!

Horror: What are you guys looking at?

Nightmare WHY ARE YOU IMBECILES STANDING THERE FOR?!!

Nightmare: The joke better be VERY FUNNY

Killer’s phone: First one to move is gay

Nightmare: …

Nightmare: I don’t understand… I thought you all liked men?

Dust: PFFT—

Killer: HAHA! DUST MOVED! HE MOVED!!

Killer: DUST IS GAY! DUST IS GAY!!

Someone watched the Miku movie and then had the urdge to be creative both for Ink and Miku

Hero Generation 5

Fathers love

Error does not know who he was, nor does he care who he was. Now, he’s Error—the opposite of Ink. He’s the vessel Faith uses to bring Destruction into the multiverse. He doesn’t need to be more. He doesn’t want to be more.

After the fight with Ink, Error realizes he lost his glasses. Annoyed, he teleports back to the battlefield.At first, he's almost content with the empty, broken space.

That’s when he’s faced with it.

The creature.

The worst possibility. The glitch in his code spasms wildly, his entire being trembles beneath the realization of something so wrong, so unnatural to him.

And the little skeleton only giggles, looking up at his Father.

Error, the enforcer of Destruction, the core opposite of Creation... created life.

How ironic. He had to laugh so hard that it hurts.

Error was usual slow, But now only a few seconds pass before the kid is tangled over a deep black abyss, tied in blue strings. One action one little movement... would seal the fate of the young one.

But Error stays frozen in place… until he realizes he can’t bring himself to do it.

Something deep inside him won’t let him.

A part he lost long ago.

Funny how things come back to you.

He lets the kid fall. Not to Its death, but into his arms.The strings that held him up fall to the ground.Error acts fast. He did not think much—he already made up his mind.Before Ink can return, he and the little one would be gone.

Error didn’t need to be more than a Destroyer.He didn’t want to be more.Still, he is now more then he ever thought

(Story now has a name yippy : )