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normalenjoyer-png · 23 days
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nim gives deadbeat mom sooooo bad sorry
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rurostar · 4 months
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Dreamtale Twins Birthday ((I’m a day late))
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—🎋 Dream & Nightmare sans belongs to @jokublog
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howdybuddy · 7 months
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Tree of Feelings 🌳
and apple brothers )
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Used a 3d pen to make the Tree of Feelings from Dreamtale!!
Let’s just say I’m not planning to use this medium again any time soon… Anyways hope y’all like it <3
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talltelltale · 11 days
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Drew the Tree of feelings from Dreamtale
The picture is a little slanted but I'm too lazy to try to take a better one
Dreamtale by @jokublog
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streetlightgoblin · 1 year
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I ALMLST FORGOT TO POST THIS-
I present to you! Nightmarch day 6 (18) rebirth!
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At last they are together again, finally allowed to rest
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meral-ace-art · 11 months
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Anastasia x Undertale Multiverse Crossover Comic
-Page 6-
First - Previous - Next
Tag is Anastasia X Undertale Multiverse or AxUTMV
Link to the masterpost of this au
Here you go, a few pages before you get to see Nightmare as an octopus, lol
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And now it's Nightys turn!
Again, here are the inspirations:
Nightmare!Sans Pose: LV --> www.youtube.com/watch?v=9x2bWj…
Art Style: 水綿 --> www.youtube.com/watch?v=LF2DOU…
Nightmare!Sans by: @jokublog
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fantasiasodapop · 1 year
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There before the fallen, a mere ghost of a land Is a broken, quiet soul, still struggling to stand In one hand a seed, that would wash his life away In the other, two plants whose love convince him to stay Two beautiful people, his heart ensnared in their throes A strong blueberry bush, and a blue-petaled rose
At the base of the stump does the man dig with his trowel Triumphantly planting the roots of his treasures with a scowl Before he stands, looking down on the dying stump His anger bubbles once more, and he swallows a lump.
"I do not care for you," he seethed, "and I never will! Not after the thing you did and do to me still. What kind of Mother leaves her son to starve? Or into his skin deep scars does she carve? I am happier with them than I've e'er been before; I have not a reason to return here evermore!"
The tree lashed out in anger, reaching for her precious seed, But it stayed out of her grasp, no matter how he would bleed. "I'm done," he told her with a huff. "I'm going far away. Let your darkness consume you; let your rot burn you, I pray." He turned on his heels, fluffing his coat to hide the fact he cried The man never did notice how quickly in her care the plants died.
This is a piece inspired by our Nightmare Drosera and his backstory in To Cure A Glitch's Blues on AO3.
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theoddhawk1 · 2 years
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Don’t forget, I’m with you in the dark... Honestly, if you have not gotten it by now, Dreamtale is my fave! 
☆*:. o(≧▽≦)o .:*☆ I mean, just look at them. This artwork will be titled The Calm Before the Storm. Back when things were calmer...
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Dreamtale and featured characters belong to tumblr user Jokublog
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galaticrow546 · 1 year
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Welp, happy birthday to me Ig, anyways have some drawings idk lolz
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Had a lot of fun doing these
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skyedancer2006 · 2 years
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Have a random Dreamtale background that I made for that lyric comic I mentioned working on ^^
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bidoofenergy · 3 months
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an alive thing next to a different sort of alive thing
woobifytonysoprano-deactivated2 | "Toe Dip" by Giordanne Salley | "Landscape" by David Hettinger | "Sunrise" by Louise Glück | @b0nkcreat (x) | "Through the Walls" by Anastasia Trusova | "Little prayer" by @leonardospoetry | @girlweepinginstairwell (x) | @rainie-is-seasonchange (x) | "Blumenwiese bei Weßling" by Alexander Koester | @pigswithwings (x) | "The Sun" by Edvard Munch | @inkskinned (x)
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inkskinned · 1 year
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something bad happened to you, and you died, and you came back wrong.
not wrong all the way. the little ways. you forget important dates, stopped going out with friends. it's harder to make you smile. you're apathetic towards things you used to love, afraid of places you used to go to cheer up. quieter. flinching. different.
you came back for love. you're still here for love. what pulled you back was a brightness so loud that even death couldn't outshout it. death heard the call and smiled at you and said okay. go home. somebody is waiting for you.
but you came back different. like lot's wife; you've turned into salt. you used to chirp through life in hops and skips; but now you lose skin just standing up. you have to move slower, skimming across this world without-touching-it. most things feel dull - until they're suddenly all-too-much. life, and being alive just rushes up and over you and you get hopelessly crushed.
you try to explain it to them: it is ugly, but this is what you are, now. the huge golden hoop of your halo now a little bronze ring. you are still watering your plants and wearing the same clothes. after all, you worked hard to come home. this life; so odd and off-color, now that you are wrong.
but they waited for you - it's just that they wanted the "you" that happened before this. the "you" that could sing in the show and hug people tight and look at a blade without breaking down to cry. the you with a smile in pictures. god, holyshit, it's like looking at a completely different person, isn't it. that other-you; the one they actually wanted.
you are the consolation prize. you are the body that forgot the ghost. you are the memory of the bad thing, and the death after; like you are wearing that memory as a banner. you are a fragment, an assembly. simulacrum. you don't make eye contact in mirrors, afraid the light will glance off and your true nature will flash back at you.
you hear them talk about it in their hushed, desperate whispers. sometimes they even admit it to your face; harsh and violent, acid thrown at christmas dinner. god, can you just fucking be normal again. you do not remember what normal is. you had to climb so far to get back here; you are far too exhausted. you want to open the glass door of your heart and show all the gears. can you help resolve whatever got messed up?
you try so, so hard. you came back for them. because you believed they would love you, even when you were so horribly broken. because you believed they would be patient. because you believed unconditional meant "without exception." you cannot do things the same way. you just get tired too quickly these days.
you want to put them on a couch and pour them the tea with hands that shake more than they remember. you want to line them up and draw them a map of where you have had to wander. you want to show every bruise in a backsplash; the little helpless ant of your soul carrying all that weight, over and over. you want to say: yes! it is different! but i did it for love!
you want to say: "i'm not the same, but i'm yours and i'm here. can that be enough?"
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dilfpassing · 1 month
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"Minsc," Astarion growled, his voice dripping with disdain, "Do you seriously mean to tell me that you came down to the Underdark with not a single health potion on you?"
Minsc smiled. "Why would Minsc need to bring a health potion when he is so strong, my friend?"
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twinstxrs · 2 months
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just now realized that kristen started off fantasy high choosing the path of doubt & uncertainty by choosing to go with the bad kids. for unrelated reasons i need to lie down forever.
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