Ngl I'm Not Satisfied With This One, Buttttt....it's Something? Lol. I Wanted To Do Something Completely

"Hello, Maxx. A chocolate for you<3"

a late reply, but thank you!

here's a bit of thanks from Obsidian.

this is so pretty

Ink!Gaster - Scribe

Basics

Ink!Gaster, goes by Scribe

12’0

Lanky, lean

Former god and creator

Retired as his soul can’t sustain any more creation

Can be used for any reason, with any au, and linked to any story. (Just tag me, i’d love to see!)

Lore

He began as a creator who couldn’t resist the urge to bring worlds to life. He was once a scientist—curious, brilliant, and maybe a little too ambitious. He discovered that by pouring fragments of his own soul into his creations, he could craft entire AUs, monsters, and relics within the ever-shifting realm of the Doodlesphere. But there was a catch. Every creation left him weaker, cracks forming along his body, leaking vibrant streams of color and ink that never quite healed.

As Scribe stretched himself thinner and thinner, his form grew unstable, his magic harder to control. His jacket, once clean, became a chaotic mess of splatters and smears—a symbol of the many worlds and beings he’d breathed life into. His eye, constantly shifting in rainbow hues, is the only part of him still brimming with the same fierce energy he started with, though even that flickers now, a reminder of the power he’s both lost and wielded.

Eventually, his body couldn’t handle the strain anymore. Each crack threatened to break him apart, and he had to make a choice: give up creating or risk losing himself entirely. He chose to step back, letting go of the active role he once had in shaping worlds. Now, he lingers in the shadows of the Doodlesphere, watching over the worlds he once cared for, half-forgotten but still present for those who know where to look.

Scribe is no longer a god or even a creator in the traditional sense. He’s more of a wandering storyteller, a faded legend wrapped in color and ink. He whispers guidance to those who listen, influencing the edges of stories he once would have leapt to shape. Every now and then, a piece of him, a swirl of color or a quiet spark, finds its way into a new world, a soft reminder of a creator who gave everything he had to his art.

(Inktale of course belongs to @comyet)

Art

3. starlikeswomen on discord

"My name is Cross!"

everyone give me a fucking moment to process this. all of you shut the fucj up i need some time to myself because i might actually explode im not kidding or exaggerating holy fuckign shit this is the best day of my life you don’t understand you don’t understand what this means to me oh my god

Eek trying to thinner lineart send help

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Sans/Sans (Undertale), Papyrus/Papyrus (Undertale) Characters: Sans Ensemble (Undertale), Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Papyrus Ensemble (Undertale) Additional Tags: Dreamtale Nightmare Sans (Undertale), Dreamtale Sans | Dream (Undertale), Shattered Dreamtale Sans (Undertale), _____tale Sans | Ink (Undertale), Xtale Sans | Cross (Undertale), Killer Sans (Undertale) - Freeform, Horrortale Sans (Undertale), Underswap Sans (Undertale), Underlust Sans (Undertale), Underfell Sans (Undertale), Underswap Papyrus (Undertale), Underfell Papyrus (Undertale), Underfell Papyrus/Underswap Papyrus (Undertale), Bad Sanses | Nightmare's Gang (Undertale), bad sanses poly - Freeform, Forced God of Creation _____tale Sans | Ink (Undertale), Forced God of Destruction Error Sans (Undertale), undertale sans oc, Blood, Gore, mentions of cannibalism, Violence, Death, Manipulation, Polyamory, manipulative Nightmare, Suicidal Thoughts, Suicide mentions, manipulative Shattered, Shattered deserves his own warning, Ink needs a nap, They're All Gay, no dream/nightmare relationship, the creators are gods, the creators are you, the creators suck

  Summary:

"I'm... you're still my baby brother. I have to protect you." His voice is firm, now, the smile is gone. The apple in his hands beckon. "From yourself too, if I have to." His hand raises- and he bites the apple. Not once, like Nightmare had, not twice- three full bites, before his beloved sibling could even react.

 When Dream Shatters, Nightmare is thrown into a spiral of events orchestrated by the creators. Why is it his job to save a multiverse that hates him? Bitter- he gets to work, collecting strays along the way, before the creators (or his brother) get a chance to steal his new-found comfort from him.

Meanwhile, things go from bad to worse for Ink, who's best friend has suddenly changed personalities, and everything he knows about the multiverse collapses when he meets the envoys of the gods.

star sanses

reblog if you agree 🔁

A reference for *Plum*, my ongoing roleplay's version of Lust Sans. He's the type to get picked up like an abandoned bunny in a cardboard box and taken home....

Horror is definitely the one who insisted they keep him.

BRIGHTSIDE! He's definitely not a pun on a certain band.

He's besties with my bowie-inspired character, Ziggy

One thing i've run up against when dealing with fandom and characters making less than ideal choices is that people seem to treat a character's decision being sympathetic, the decision being understandable, the decision being reasonable, and it being objectively the best solution for the situation, as synonymous. When those are 4 very different things.

gahhhhh he's so CUTE UGH

The first of three gifts Radio needs to give 🤗 - Mod Ratio