OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG I'm Gonna CRY.

Eek trying to thinner lineart send help

glad you liked it :)

Usually, this would have made Error anxious. Not necessarily the fact they were being listened to by Nightmare's cohort of loverboys, but the fact that he was let into Nightmare's more personal quarters instead of his office.

They were all strewn across each other on the couch, on some level of the sleeping scale- not quite awake, not quite asleep, and Horror wasn't even on the couch because Dust was curled against Nightmare, limbs tangled in tentacles, and Killer was taking up two whole spot with his upper body half curled against his boss, feet shoved into the fluff of Horror's jacket.

Once, Error would have felt uneasy for even thinking "oh hey, that's a new jacket", because of course he didn't keep track of Horror's clothes, he just happened to notice it and whatever.

Nightmare was waiting for his musings to be done, and that was something that had changed too, that he even was willing to wait for Error. He guessed Nightmare had been particularly good to him recently, and he was kind of thankful for that. He also guessed that it had to do with these men, who mellowed Nightmare out to the point of being a pillow for them whenever they liked.

Not quite lovers, not quite castlemates either.

"...I GgueSs I CcouldD ddDoo thHat.", Error drawled with stuttered and broken speech, and Nightmare smiled to hear the glitch he was proud to call his friend agree to a new deal.

"I'm glad we agree on this, Error. Tell me, would y..."

Nightmare drawled the letter out, falling silent as he looked struck with something like awe.

Killer looked up from his snuggling, blinking lazily and giving a small smile- startling Error with the sound of his purring. The destroyer flinched, and put the hand he'd tried to offer down, smoothing the front of his jacket as he tried not to panic.

There was an odd look in Nightmare's eyes and ugh, how irritating.

"ssSoRrY.", he mumbled, cursing himself for the disappointment that was hanging on to him, and frowned when Nightmare smiled.

"No, it is quite alright, Error. Do not ask forgiveness."

Error watched the goopy man grin, and raise his hand; held out for Error to take.

He hesitated- but steeled his nerves, the white noise of Killer's obnoxious purring actually helping soothe him.

This was stupid. It was just a handshake.

His phalanges touched Nightmare's, and the other curled his hand with surprising gentleness, a sort of embarrassing squeak leaving Error at that.

"AaA-nyw-"

"Do you wish to join us?"

The question was so out of pocket that Error froze, a question on the tip of his tongues. His brows narrowed, and he snatched his hand back, a little bit offended.

"Yeah, glitchy. Come here. We were about to watch undernovella's new episode anyway. Right guys?"

They most definitely weren't, but that was a nice thought, wasn't it? that they were willing to drop whatever they'd planned just to ensure Error would be happy. As if to double down, Killer pulled his legs from Horror's fluff, freeing that last spot on the couch, and Horror shuffled to the side. Joining them on the couch.

This was the first time they'd made such an offer.

Error's mangled heart swelled with something a little cold, and something a little warm.

It'd be nice. But he wasn't there yet.

"..."

he hesitated.

"NnNext ttTimMe."

He grimaced, when Killer's purring kicked up a notch and Nightmare grinned, and shuffled his feet awkwardly when Dust opened a socket to watch him and Horror smiled wide.

"I'll have to make more pop corn next time, then. To be sure."

He huffed, warmth blooming in his cheekbones.

"SsTop MAkkKIng tHiIis a BbbBig dDeal!"

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I love this so much, you really cooked

(This is relating to this)

GO FOLLOW THEM GUYS PLEASE

ART TRADE W/

@maxxmakes

(Art made by maxxmakes)

((Art made by me :)

Oh my goood. Y'all, please send me art requests with these palettes they're so CUTE. I'll do YN/any sans or any sans/any sans.

Finally made my own palette challenge 🤧 Feel free to use! Credit is appreciated but not necessary as long as you don’t crop out the top part ;)

They're having themselves a good time! Notion!Dream belongs to @peach-flavored-cyanide

Context: Dream ate a black apple. He was corrupted as a result. This comic depicts his last sane days before it fully hits.

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(spoilers for chapter 8 of Yet Another Battle)

Dream: I guess that's what I'm doing, aren't I? Casting you away. How selfish of me...I'm sorry. I didn't...don't want to do this either. You just have to trust me.

Cross: Dream! (reaches for his hand)

Dream: (slaps it away) NO!

Cross: ow!

uuuuuuuuughhhhhhhhhhh.....

Remember when I told ya'll last month to be ready to start looking for a Discord alternative?

Yeah things aren't looking good for discord.

i like this brush

quick sketch that took me 44 minutes. it's because of the colouring

ink belongs to comyet

nightmare belongs to jokublog

GAH. YOU GET IT

Pre-color Brightside vibes.....

I want Killer to call a sans fat and just be met with. What are talking about? I'm a Sans, the majority of us are all fat. The real question is why you aren't? You okay?

You know a sans has mega trauma when they aren't even a bit chubby.

(I like these Killer calling others fat joke but I think he would envy their ability to be chubby in a way because chubby = good resources, mental stability, and happiness. Things he doesn't have until he's rescued by Color.)

Yessssssssssss you get it!