#Aoi-kanna

[aoi-kanna]

Doodle time! >w<) // Cross's [LoVe] stages

XTaleCross by Jakei // Lv20 Cross by Wormy

Dedicated to The Round Table [Discord] and AcidGreenFlames

(Reminder: Royal Au Series +18) =￣ω￣=

#aoi-kanna #my art #undertale au #random stuff #royaul #royal au #utmv #moomoo #xtale cross #lv20 cross #warlord&prince

[aylish91]

Thank you so much @aoi-kanna for letting me commission you for this absolutely lovely art peice for my story!!! I have always loved your leviathantale art so this has brought me great of joy.

Thank you!!!

~~~

Gaurdian's of the Deep

Your grandmother had always told you stories of The Guardians and their servants, great beings of untold power that protected your island. They used to be everything to your people. Now, with every fallen elder and new face coming in, they faded to nothing. But you knew. Your grandmother made sure you'd know. You had to honor those memories and old gods. Give one last prayer before the mainland took everything. It was the least you could do.

After all, if you honor, thank, and give; one day, something might just be given back...

One life, for the eternity of another.

Grand Master Post

#my writing #aoi-kanna #Gaurdian's of the Deep #leviathantale #x reader #leviathan x reader #sans #undertale fanfiction #nightmare sans #dream sans #killer sans #dust sans #murder sans #horror sans #cross sans #mer reader

[fairy-verse]

The Elegant Beauty of Autumn

“And before you were the firstborn fairy of autumn in all her grace and wisdom, for even among her own kin, it was her who grew to learn of her powers first, and her the others turned to in need for guidance and comfort. It was she who lost her original purity, and yet regained it as the land took pity upon her broken soul.

Oh, how her loveliness conquered the corruption overflowing her, for not even the strength of her own curse could hide away what the green hands had spent so long sculpting to perfection.”

Artwork created by @aoi-kanna

Fairy Nightmare designed by @lunnar-chan

Nightmare by jokublog

#aufairyverse #utmv #fairy!nightmare #nightmare sans #aoi-kanna #Thank you for making this absolutely stunning illustration of our beloved fairy Nightmare Kanna #you have all of my love <3 #and yes Nightmare is genderfluid in this au #all of the firstborn are

[dragon-tamer-1]

Get attacked!! ✨🌈SEND THIS TO OTHER BLOGGERS YOU THINK ARE WONDERFUL. KEEP THE GAME GOING🌈

( •̀ ω •́ )y mwehehehe

Thank you! Right back at you!

#ask #aoi-kanna

[madness-of-void]

Cross-posting from the formally cursed bird app:

Recently had the opportunity to commission the amazing @aoi-kanna for Royalau!Nightmare, and just...look at this gorgeous prince! He is absolutely stunning! I'm still speechless at how beautiful he is! Another thousand thank yous for this wonderful piece! 💜💚

Credits:

Nightmare: jokubu

Royalau: @therealesino

Art: aoi-kanna

#commissions #just look at hiiiiiim #jaw still on the floor #if you look into royalau (coz it is goddamn amazing) be mindful of the tags please #and go commission aoi-kanna if you can & if they're still open! #nightmare sans #dreamtale #Royalau

[papple]

*le gasp*!

I have some OCs I'd love to see in your style 👀👀

Love your guys art! Are there four of you that run this Tumblr then?

Season Sanses

Iro!Sans (girl)

Yeah! Though one usually just lurks :3

also teehee

#michipost #aoi kannas work is so gorgeous istg #thank you! your works are pretty awesome too! #iro!sans #IroTale #undertale au #papple art #art request #ask table #zelphin124

[otakutale]

New Kanojo, Okarishimasu Season 3 Visual Reveals New Character

https://wp.me/p4jiOt-dfz

The official website for the anime adaptation of Reiji Miyajima’s Kanojo, Okarishimasu (Rent-A-Girlfriend) manga has revealed a brand new visual for…

#彼女お借りします #かのかり #RentAGirlfriend #anime

#2023 #adaptation #anime #anime adaptation #Aoi Yuuki #Hajime Takakuwa #Hyadain #july #July 2023 #Kanna Hirayama #Kanojo Okarishimasu #Kanojo Okarishimasu Season 3 #manga #Mitsutaka Hirota #Nao Touyama #Reiji Miyajima #Rent-A-Girlfriend #Rent-A-Girlfriend Season 3 #Rie Takahashi #second season #Shin'ya Une #Shun Horie #Sora Amamiya #summer #Summer 2023 #tms entertainment #visual #Yuu Serizawa #彼女、お借りします

[tuxibirdie]

Meet underpolochka! the object of my spite right now.

They have 159 posts, all of which are reposts. Some posts contain multiple stolen pieces! So the total stolen art count is actually at 191 (192 if you count the pfp).

I messaged them two months ago to try to be cordial about getting my work removed from their page, but they have done nothing, and even continued to repost my art.

Additionally, they blocked elizakai, who was going through their posts, commenting about how they are a reposter.

As such, I have decided to go through their posts, compile data, and give proper credit to as many artists as I could find! Enjoy.

===== Affected Artists =====

underpolochka has stolen from a grand total of 118 artists, with 23 unknown pieces! This means the total amount of artists stolen from could actually be 141, if we assume every unknown piece is by one person each.

edit: changed to actually tag the artists concerned who are on tumblr + fixed some links (also I somehow managed to forget the person who had the most stolen 😭)

Artist: Amount of works stolen

Unknown Artist: 24 (12.57%)

@imjustalazycatycat: 10 (5.24%)

@zucchiyeni: 9 (4.71%)

ut_barista: 7 (3.66%)

@tuxibirdie: 6 (3.14%)

@kwai0: 4 (2.09%)

kaemi39128279: 3 (1.57%)

nazvakanalu_vityahahaha: 3 (1.57%)

cero_09051: 2 (1.05%)

cotpyzero: 2 (1.05%)

gafka_xo: 2 (1.05%)

Hakko_060 / @haako060: 2 (1.05%)

haz3run3 / @hazerun3: 2 (1.05%)

hoangvu8607: 2 (1.05%)

@idnikomattao: 2 (1.05%)

ItssAliyaz_Arts / @starzeah123: 2 (1.05%)

nagi1242: 2 (1.05%)

nGrcuDS: 2 (1.05%)

penneko20: 2 (1.05%)

ProductionRoxy / @itsxroxannex: 2 (1.05%)

samuraybesceli: 2 (1.05%)

@smileunicorn: 2 (1.05%)

sunJopan: 2 (1.05%)

_3_points_: 1 (0.52%)

_Akasy_: 1 (0.52%)

_ramu__8_: 1 (0.52%)

1530ry_3: 1 (0.52%)

@3mko: 1 (0.52%)

6rokkoli: 1 (0.52%)

@aeliem: 1 (0.52%)

AliceTemnova: 1 (0.52%)

@amarumasposts: 1 (0.52%)

ArtOfLi: 1 (0.52%) (I LOST THE LINK AUGH)

@b-shell: 1 (0.52%)

BBKKCAATT: 1 (0.52%)

bro_bt: 1 (0.52%)

Buubblecorn_: 1 (0.52%)

CakesMelons / @cakesmelons: 1 (0.52%)

chillkooooo29: 1 (0.52%)

club177174143: 1 (0.52%)

@cornmayor: 1 (0.52%)

dadmareau / @dadmareau: 1 (0.52%)

DevCAT17234205: 1 (0.52%)

@dulltoymaker: 1 (0.52%)

Fiance_owo: 1 (0.52%)

fionaxinyyyy1: 1 (0.52%)

@freshlyepic: 1 (0.52%)

GinXue: 1 (0.52%)

Glitch1e: 1 (0.52%)

godouyu_n (deleted): 1 (0.52%)

GOMADANGO_115: 1 (0.52%)

gull_0e: 1 (0.52%)

heresexymaan: 1 (0.52%)

@hiro-doodlez: 1 (0.52%)

Iden11781: 1 (0.52%)

itikosan: 1 (0.52%)

@j-jumyplace: 1 (0.52%)

just_fenya: 1 (0.52%)

@kalidos: 1 (0.52%)

kanna_kannaoi / @aoi-kanna: 1 (0.52%)

ki51w_UwU: 1 (0.52%)

kinotura12: 1 (0.52%)

@knifewound-13: 1 (0.52%)

kolyvanovich_kolyvan: 1 (0.52%)

komahaku_244: 1 (0.52%)

kurio_ne404: 1 (0.52%)

lami_rin: 1 (0.52%)

Lanli_Shiba / @lanlishiba: 1 (0.52%)

LazyArtz11037: 1 (0.52%)

lv_de_er: 1 (0.52%)

and beyond in reblogs bc of tumblr link limit

additionally, here is a document containing works that I could not find the original artist of

===== Other Statistics =====

here is the spreadsheet I used to organize everything

#reposter hall of shame #this is the power of spite guys #spent almost 6 hours on this 😭 #probably never gonna do this again lmao

[skerbbie]

💚💗Firsts & Seconds💗💚

Chapter: 33 Summary: Lost, found… what's in a name?

(Art by @aoi-kanna !!! Thank you so much!! 🥰)

#undertale #undertale fanfiction #rottencrops #farmhorror #firsts and seconds #sfw fic #skerb writes a bit #slowburn #farm sans #horror sans #farmtale #farmtale au #rottencrop #horrorfarm #utmv

[eluriart]

« Together » | Royaul Anniversary

Cross belongs to jakei

Epic!sans belongs to yugo

Royalty AU by AcidGreenFlames

Outfit designed by aoi-kanna

PS: If you plan to read it, please mind the tags and keep yourself safe!

#eluriart #undertale #undertale au #royaul #royalty au #royaul cross #royaul epic #cross!sans #epic!sans #cross sans #epic sans #crepic #sanscest #utmv #sketch #royaul anniversary #quick sketch before i disappear again

[aoi-kanna]

Promised is debt (❁´◡`❁) Tea House, Dream & Blue Inspired by @magyzuki ' s script // Art from @zu-is-here

a little touch of color in life (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

(but my wrist is killing me qwq)

Dream by Joku

Swap by Popcornprince

#aoi-kanna #my art #undertale au #random stuff #dreamtale #swap sans #underswap #samurai au?? #tea house #chai chai XD

[aylish91]

New chapter incoming!!

Sea Of Hope Chapter 8

Previous Next SOH Master Grandmaster

This masterful piece of art was done by @aoi-kanna as a commission. They are truly talented and I appreciate all the hard work they put into making this for me. Go check them out, they are absolutely wonderful!!!

Story below or AO3 above.

~~~

While Axe checked you over, Edge grabbed Red by the back of the neck and stormed down the main hatch, loudly yelling at the rest of the crew to mind their own business as they scurried out of his way. For the most part, Red's protests went unheard as he was dragged down the steep steps. Blue, on the other hand, had hesitantly approached Papyrus, whispering something before they too turned and headed past the hatch, disappearing through a pair of doors into the upper levels of the ship. 

The clearing of a throat had you tensing and pressing closer to Axe. Black had once again gotten closer than you were comfortable with, standing only a couple paces away. “AS HEARTWARMING AS THIS IS, IT IS QUICKLY BECOMING LATE AND THE LADY STILL NEEDS ADEQUATE DRESS. MY BROTHER’S COAT IS HARDLY A FITTING SUBSTITUTE.”  

Rus chuckled beside him. However, when he made to comment, a look from Black had him looking down instead. 

Axe narrowed his sockets. “Don’t know where you’re planning on get’n somethin. Ain’t exactly swimmin in extras and you’ve refused to mend mine so I could give it to her.”  

Black scoffed. “YOU FAILED TO MENTION IT WAS FOR YOUR MARKED. YOU HAVE ALSO YET TO COMPLETE THE TASK I ASKED OF YOU. I DID NOT SEE THE POINT IN TURNING IN YOUR FAVOR WHEN MY OWN HAD BEEN UNMET.” 

“Been busy.” 

“AS WE’VE ALL.” 

Something shifted in the air, both of their eyelights brightening. Rus glared, moving closer to his brother. It took Crooks placing a hand on Axe’s shoulder for the two to back down. 

“Petty bastard.” 

“WHEN IT SUITS ME.” With a flourish of a hand and a half step back, he indicated the direction of the doors, continuing to meet Axe’s gaze. “NOW, I BELIEVE WE SHOULD ATTEMPT TO FIND SOMETHING MORE SUITABLE UNTIL NEXT WE MAKE PORT. SURELY YOU CAN AGREE IT WOULD BE IN EVERYONE’S BEST INTEREST.”  

“Fine, but we’re not leadin’.” You could hear the creak of Axe’s teeth. 

“OF COURSE.” With a tight turn, Black nodded, marching forward with Rus trailing behind with a wink. "AS YOU WISH." 

Axe refused to move at first, tugging his empty socket and prompting a sighing Crooks to nudge you both. "I Know You Don’t Like Him, But He Is Fair.” 

“Bastard never does anything fer free.” 

“And Yet, He Has A Point.”  

Neither you nor Axe was reassured but allowed him to guide you forward regardless. Crewmen brave enough to linger eyed your group with various degrees of emotion. When a dog monster growled, another was quick to slap the back of their head, nervously hunching at a glare from both of your skeleton friends. You tried not to show your fear or your growing limp as you passed, hoping Rus' long coat hid what you couldn’t. It didn't seem like a good idea to show weakness around others. The watchful eyes and aggressive postures spoke volumes to your already heightened nerves. Entering the ship did nothing to ease your discomfort.  

It felt cramped and pressing despite having more than enough space and light. Unlike the previous ship, several lanterns lit the expanse leaving no ominous shadows or darkened areas. You could easily see all the doors lining the walls as well as the beautifully carved and decorated windowed doors marking the end of the hall. Rus waited near the last door on the left.  

It was calm and warm, but you couldn’t shake off the feelings of danger. 

“Ya c’n go inside Darlin. Milord’s wait’n.” Rus stood to the side, motioning you inside the now open door. 

You looked to your companions. While Axe kept his eyelight on Rus, Crooks’ soft smile and nod gave you enough of a boost to cautiously cross the threshold. It smelled of lavender tinted with something you couldn’t quite place, the overall size relatively small. What looked like a narrow modified canopy bed connected to the wall was on your right. In front of you, under a single window, was a rather lovely desk intricately carved with polished knobs. To your immediate left was an open decorative chest shoved in the corner. Everything was of exquisite taste and quality, from the bedding and carvings on the furniture to the upholstery on the chair at the desk. The few trinkets left out were of fine gold or silver with glistening jewels. 

You jumped when the door closed behind you. Axe nor Crooks had made it inside. It had your stomach rolling with nerves. You did not anticipate having the others closed out. Having Black now between you and the only exit made it worse. His eyelights were too bright. 

Didn’t Rus call him a lord...? 

Your chest tightened at his approach, making sure to lower your gaze. 

“TRUE TO MY WORD, THAT HORROR’S GARMENT HAS BEEN MENDED. HAD I KNOWN IT WAS FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS, I NEVER WOULD HAVE HELD ONTO IT.” In his hands was a large linen shirt, neatly folded and dark in color. Holding it out, he offered it to you. “PUT IT ON. I WILL ADJUST IT AS NEEDED AFTER.” 

You froze, intently focusing on the simple article of cloth. Was he expecting you to do it here and now? In front of him? Wasn’t it bad enough you were laid bare in front of all those on the deck, or stars, when you pressed yourself against Blue? At least Axe had good reason to see you. Multiple! To willingly undress now in the presence of a man other than your husband...  

By the angel, what would Axe think of all this? 

Black must have noticed your silent panicked uncertainty when you didn’t immediately take it. Clearing his throat, something in his tone changed. “I SHALL, OF COURSE, REFRAIN FROM LOOKING WHILE YOU DO SO. YOU MAY LEAVE MY BROTHER’S COAT ON THE CHAIR WHEN YOU ARE READY.” 

It was hard not to squirm. While that was greatly appreciated, it still felt uncomfortable. Could you trust his word? You hardly knew the man. Perhaps things may have felt different if the room wasn’t quite so stifling or the door hadn’t been shut so suddenly. 

Luckily, heavy thumps in the hall distracted Black enough for him to hand you the garment himself, squinting at the door behind him. He was just about to speak again when another set of thumps sounded, this time shaking the door. Growling, he finally turned when the muffled voices following the noise got angrier. 

You really didn’t want to do this right now. Not here. Not with all the uncertainties surrounding you.  

Taking a slow breath in, you let it out. The sooner you changed, the sooner you could be rid of these unsettling feelings. With unsteady fingers twitching against the fabric as you took one last glance at Black’s back. 

One more breath. 

The sound of your rattling bones was louder without the security of the coat. Placing it on the chair, you did your best to quickly dress.  

The feeling of fabric against your bones was surprisingly comforting as you pulled it over your head. True to Axe’s size, the shirt almost went to your knees. It was so large the fabric pooled on your much smaller frame and reminded you of the nightgowns you used to wear back at the manor. 

If only it wasn’t so short. 

Though your more private areas were covered, it was not good for a lady to show so much… leg. You tugged at the hem, the sleeves threatening to engulf your hands.  

“I’m dressed, my lord.” 

A calculated breath was your only answer before his eyelights found you, fuzzy with a slight warble. You had to second guess if you had seen them correctly, for the next moment they were back to their bright and sharp orbs. Getting closer, they traveled over you as he hummed, the heel of his boots clicking as he circled. If you had hair, it would have stood on end at the subtle brush of his hand against your back. 

“AS I EXPECTED.” 

You startled, yelping when he came around to lightly grip your hips. Instinctively, your hands came to your chest from the forwardness, sockets wide. He paid no mind, eyelights intent on the bunched fabric. He only let go to pull a satin rope from his pocket. 

You squeaked again when he reached around you to wrap it around your waist. 

“MUCH BETTER. HOWEVER," His gloved hands touched your elbows, slowly moving up your arms to grasp your hands for inspection. “YOUR MAGIC. IT IS MUCH TOO THIN…” He turned them over. “Hmmmmm. Knowing Him…” 

Your chest clenched. He was close enough you could feel his ambient heat and wisps of breath. 

Before Black could say or do anything else, his door nearly burst off its hinges, a very aggravated Axe forcing it open. Black pulled you into him with a snarl, eyelights vanishing with the click of his teeth. Stuck in a headlock was a disgruntled Rus, resigned to the hold around his neck. 

You didn’t know if you could physically handle any more stress.  

“BY THE ANGEL, YOU WILL REPLACE THAT LOCK IF YOU HAVE BROKEN IT!” 

Axe’s voice was low, grin tight as he took in the scene. “Don’t appreciate the closed door, Black. Hell ya think yer doin’ in here?” 

Black placed you behind him, grumbling a growl. “AS I STATED EARLIER, I HAVE GIVEN HER SOMETHING TO ADEQUATELY COVER HERSELF UNTIL WE CAN PROCURE SOMETHING MORE FITTING.”  

Axe narrowed his sockets at Black’s squared shoulders. For a split second, you could see the red orb of his eyelight flick over the man in front of you before it focused on you.  

“Sure that's all ya were doin’?” 

The fabric of Black’s gloves creaked. “IF YOU MUST KNOW, I WAS INSPECTING HER MAGIC FLOW. I’M NO EXPERT, BUT EVEN I CAN TELL IT’S RUNNING LOW. A MORE IMPORTANT QUESTION WOULD BE, WHY HAVEN’T YOU—” 

“I’ve been doin’ exactly what I need ta be. Don’t need ta explain myself either.” Rus stumbled into the room when Axe unceremoniously released him to motion to you. “Now, if yer done?” 

With a snarl, Black pointed a finger. “NOW SEE HERE YOU–” 

Instinctually, you reached out, stopping just before Black’s arm. “My lord, I!” You faltered at his abrupt attention, pulling back to dip your head in respect. “I thank you for your kindness, but I should return to my lord husband before any more misunderstandings occur.” 

His eyelights stuttered. “I, I BEG YOUR PARDON?” 

There was a beat of awkward silence before Axe broke into heavy laughter, the loudest and deepest you’ve heard from him. It was enough to warm your cheeks as he beckoned you out and away from the room. Black gaped, slack-jawed and sputtering as you passed. You were already being guided onto the deck by the time he was able to call out one last time from his doorway. 

“AXE! YOU WILL… THAT… YOU WILL EXPLAIN YOURSELF!” 

Axe only laughed harder, closing the doors behind you. 

The sun had mostly set by the time you stepped out into the humid sea air. You would have done anything in the past to be able to look up, out, and around but Axe was swift in guiding you down the main hatch. You didn’t want to linger longer than necessary anyway. 

You didn’t have Rus’s coat to hide under. 

You were grateful for the darkness once you were under. The lanterns were farther spread, some empty of light altogether. It helped ease your mind against the wandering eyes. Most gathered under the brightest lamps, playing cards at makeshift tables, drinking, and socializing while others lounged in hammocks hanging interspersed between the canons. While some watched you pass, Axe was surprisingly good at slipping through the darkest areas to avoid the unwanted attention.  

The closer you got to the front of the ship, the fewer people there were until you came upon barrels and crates stacked near and around an area quartered off by familiar heavy sheets. You could even recognize the stack you and Blue had hidden next to, the sheet on that side still halfway pulled down. Axe was kind enough to hold the flap for you to enter. 

Finally, you were able to relax the tension out of your shoulders and pained joints. You wanted to climb back into the hammock and rest your aching pelvis, maybe snuggle against Axe and his warmth. The way he moved about though had you gingerly sitting on his stool, setting it upright from where it had been knocked over. 

You wondered when that had occurred. What happened after you had been taken? 

... 

A quiet curse had you looking back at Axe as he re-fastened the makeshift wall. There were a few more rips in it than you remembered. If he had any sewing supplies, you would have to mend them. It was the least you could do as thanks. 

You let out a slow breath, peering down at your clenched fists. They were cold and stiff on your lap. Black had been interested in them. The lot of them had been interested in general, but he had seemed so focused. 

Your voice was soft, hesitant as you summoned the courage to speak. “Axe? I have so many questions, but I’m afraid… I don’t know if I’m allowed to ask.” 

Axe chuckled. “Don’t gotta be afraid with me, Dove. It’s good ta ask questions around here. The more ya know the better, good or bad. Don’t let anyone tell ya otherwise.” 

You picked at the hem of the shirt, smoothing it down as much as you could. “Is that true?" Axe simply grunted. Collecting yourself, you forced yourself to ask the questions burning your mind. "What is a Banthos? What does it mean to be one? And what did Black mean when he said my magic was too thin? I don’t have magic. I’m not… I’m not even a monster.” 

It was hard not to flinch when, from your peripherals, you saw him stop. His voice had become more serious but thankfully still soft.  

“The hell yer not. Listen, I don’t know what you’ve been told, where ya come from, or what ya been through. But you’re as much of a monster as the rest of us. You’re made of magic and hope just like me.” He came over to place your hand in his scarred one, taking a knee to look directly into your sockets. “We’re the same. Dust and all. It don’t matter about anything else. As fer your magic,” he rubbed his face with a frustrated sigh, “let me worry about that. Just know ya got it and I’m gonna make damn sure ta get it where it needs ta be.” 

You didn’t know what to say to that, but it sent a comforting feeling to your chest. He was always so warm. It reminded you of your mother.  

Nodding, you were about to ask about your first question when footsteps interrupted you. Axe stood, moving between you and the flap.  

“AXE, IT IS GETTING LATE. I HAVE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF PREPARING SANS’ ROOM FOR THE LITTLE MISS. I HOPE YOU HAVEN’T FORGOTTEN.”  

Axe only slightly relaxed at the sound of Papyrus’ voice, not moving but calling out to the other skeleton. “I can take her when we’re ready. Just got a few–” he bristled when Papyrus entered and smiled down at you, hand twitching at his side –“more things ta take care of.” 

“AND WHAT MIGHT THAT BE SO I MAY HELP?” When Axe only grumbled, Papyrus took it upon himself to continue. “WELL, WHILE YOU FIGURE THINGS OUT, I SHALL MAKE SURE TO GET HER SAFELY TO HER NEW LODGINGS.” 

You both tensed. “Papyrus. Paps. At least let things settle before ya drag er away. You saw Sans. I don’t trust him.” 

Papyrus looked a little sheepish at the accusation. “I UNDERSTAND YOUR CONCERN, BUT I HAVE FAITH THAT THIS WILL WORK. I MYSELF WILL KEEP AN EYE ON THINGS IF I MUST. He Means Well. NOT THAT, THAT IS AN EXCUSE FOR HIS TERRIBLE BEHAVIOR.” He came forward to place a hand on Axe’s shoulder, humble and pleading. “WON’T YOU AT LEAST TRUST ME?” 

You couldn’t place the look that crossed Axe’s face from the question, the red orb of his eyelight quaking until his free hand brushed the edges of his empty socket. “That’s cheat’n…” There was a heaviness to the silence.  

When Axe’s shoulders sagged, Papyrus gave him back his space. “All WILL BE WELL. I’M SURE OF IT.” 

You were uncertain as to what you needed to do, but before you could stand, Axe nudged you back down. With the reluctance of a stubborn cat, he then went about gathering items he had deemed yours, going so far as draping his favored blanket over your shoulders. When all was said and done, you were left with a surprisingly intricate box full of puzzles, Axe’s blanket, and an affectionate nuzzle to your neck.  

It was with a heavy heart and a glowing face that you eventually followed Papyrus back out into the darkness. 

You did your best to keep up with his long strides, missing Axe’s purposely slowed gait. You could feel the grinding strain on your pelvis and lower joints with each step. You focused on the clack of your feet to keep your mind off the aching. Papyrus was already several steps ahead of you when he got to the steps.  

Blessedly, he turned to wait for you. 

It was embarrassing how out of breath you had become from such a short distance, especially when you knew you didn’t technically need to breathe. You were even more so when Papyrus cocked his head to look you over with a contemplative hum. 

His smile was kind. “MY APOLOGIES MISS. I KNEW YOU WERE IN ROUGH SHAPE, BUT I HADN’T REALIZED…” He glanced up the steps. “PERHAPS IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR ME TO HELP.” 

Without so much as a warning, he picked you up and draped you across both of his arms. You almost dropped your box, squeaking in surprise as he ascended to the deck. Your mind and tongue had stopped working from the suddenness. Though Axe had carried you once before and had moved you a few times, you didn’t quite know what to think of this stranger picking you up so nonchalantly. It was as if it was the most normal thing in the world for him, smile just as polite and kind as before. 

With him carrying you, it took little time to cross the rest of the way back through the double doors and down to the end of the hall. Standing in front of the windowed doors, you were only jostled a little when he turned the knob. He used his boot to kick it open the rest of the way with a bang, making you flinch when the glass shook precariously. 

You thought you saw a flash of blue, but when you looked, there was nothing there but a railed raised platform with an extravagant-looking bed, windows lining the entirety of the back wall. 

You shuddered. It smelled overwhelmingly of snow and cold rain. 

Scrunching his nasal ridge, Papyrus walked around a heavy round table with a scattering of papers and a lantern. Stepping onto the platform, he carefully set you down, turning to furiously rip the blankets off the bed to ball and fling them across the room with a fwump. 

“FORGIVE MY IDIOT OF A BROTHER. I WILL BE HAVING A TALK WITH HIM ABOUT APPROPRIATE BEHAVIOR LATER. FOR NOW, I’M AFRAID THIS WILL HAVE TO DO. AT LEAST THE BED IS EXCEPTIONALLY COMFORTABLE.” He put his hand down to pat the mattress. “IT IS A GIMBAL BED, MADE WITH LARGER MONSTERS IN MIND SO YOU WILL HAVE PLENTY OF SPACE AND WON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THE TIPPING OF THE SHIP.” 

When you didn’t move, he gently ushered you to sit before making his way to the windows. It was so dark now that the light from the lamp effectively turned them into mirrors. You were grateful, too afraid to look through them. To your relief, Papyrus closed the many curtains for each once. Once done, he gently took your box and stood at the end of the bed, bowing slightly from the waist. 

“I WOULD STAY TO HELP YOU SETTLE, BUT I UNFORTUNATELY HAVE OTHER DUTIES I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF AT THIS TIME. BUT DO NOT FEAR, I WILL MAKE SURE SOMEONE WILL BE BY IN THE MORNING TO BRING YOU SOME TEA AND BREAKFAST AND TO WELCOME YOU.” Walking away, he stopped to place your box on the table and extinguish the lantern. “SLEEP WELL MISS.”  

With a wave, he picked up the bundle of discarded blankets and walked out the door, closing it behind him. 

… 

It was frightening, alone in the dark.

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[fairy-verse]

“Killer.”

The call of his name had been so soft and sweet he hadn’t believed it possible to come from Nightmare himself, least of all on such a bright day as the firstborn fairy of autumn rarely wished to come out during daybreak, and yet as he turned towards the great tree which gave Nightmare’s underground nest its structure, he came to see the firstborn sitting upon a raised root.

Stars and wishes alike, he couldn’t prevent his face from slackening as awe and disbelief painted itself across his whole skull. Nightmare had always been beautiful, from the moment he laid his hidden eye lights upon him, and long before that as well, but now, as he stared in shameless wonder, he couldn’t even begin to set words upon the emotions that racked and destroyed his soul from within. Clad in near-transparent silks of shimmering iridescent colours, Killer took in the sight before him, wishing he could permanently burn it into his wings so he may look upon it over and over again.

Nightmare smiled, a soft blush of colour blooming across his cheekbones.

Killer had a visible reaction to it; his soul nearly curved across his chest.

“Months of courting and unabashed flirting, and a simple dress and a smile leaves you at a loss for words?” Nightmare questioned, clearly taking a lot of pleasure from the current situation at hand. It wasn’t often he managed to render his ever-chattering fairy silent, but now, as Killer stared with open admiration, Nightmare found himself enjoying it; immensely.

Killer couldn’t let that taunt linger in the air.

“Simple? Why, my queen; the silver moon in my darkened sky, there is nothing that could ever be simple about you,” he said, regaining his composure as he approached and knelt before Nightmare. He took the hanging silks into his hand, keeping eye contact with his queen, and kissed it tenderly. “Don’t judge me so heavily for admiring the only light in my everlasting night.”

Nightmare’s blush darkened and he turned his head to the side. “Flatterer,” he said, though his voice lacked any bite. Killer had struck a tender spot, one that was easily softened under his warm caress.

“Only for you, my queen.”

Thank you once again, @aoi-kanna, for making my fairy Nightmare stunning beyond words. I just love how he seems so flirty in this illustration, but really, he must steal Killer’s words from his mouth every now and then. He cannot allow his handsome red fairy to fly around unpunished for all his brazen proclamations of love and devotion. Killer, for his part, will for once keep his mouth shut about this so-called punishment. How could he ever complain about this?

#aufairyverse #utmv #fairy!nightmare #fairy!killer #nightmare sans #killer sans #aoi kanna #the art is just... nydelig as we say in norwegian #gorgeous in english #when i feel compelled to use my mother tongue then you know your art has struck me

[violetmoonsansversion]

Hello, nice to meet you... I know my drawing is a bit bad but here you have a drawing of a fairy! Nightmare!...It took me about an hour...I know it's not detailed but I put a lot of effort into this drawing, I'm not a digital drawer...I hope you like it..!

fairy nightmare is from: @fairy-verse

reference drawing of:@aoi-kanna

Nightmare by juko

att:Indigo

#fairy!nightmare #fairyverse #sans fanart #sans aus

[zelphin124]

Another fantastic work by @aoi-kanna !

The Seasons Sanses and Iro Sans belong to me

Thank you for the commission Aoi! I love this piece so much! It's stunning, bright, and gorgeous! Thank you for taking the time to do this! 🛐🛐💖✨💖✨💖✨

Imma go hang this on my wall~

#commission #winter sans #summer sans #spring sans #autumn sans #iro sans #battle stance #i love this so so so much #undertale au #utmv #sans au #oc #oc stuff #seasontale #irotale

[skumhuu]

Did you know Orcas go after sharks for their livers? Makes me think of Aoi Kanna's comic where Reaper was holding killer hostage... Makes you wonder o.o... Not in the good way tho QWQ Ahem

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I’ve always loved thinking about the fact that orcas go after sharks, so the shiver would be rightfully nervous around Reaper 😏 Reaper and Geno are kinda brutal with prey ngl 😂 Reaper is one scary mofo, there’s a reason the rest of his levia siblings look up to him with so much respect

#ask #anon