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.
Stuff I drew for some reason
This is how I imagine Ink and error reaction if they ever saw those fanarts
Have I ever told you guys that I love papyrus
Common ground.
I'm sending everyone who sees this some mad gender euphoria. It should arrive within 3-5 business days. If there is an issue with the status of your gender euphoria... uhmmm yeah I'm sorry idk how to fix that but I send hugs and well wishes
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I think he taste like skittles but idk man...
But heres my submission for @jasper00nb dtiys!!
Was really fun to test out anatomy!!
Hi! For the requests, would horror and nightmare hanging out be okay?
yeah :D
Horror belongs to Sour-Apples-Studios
Nightmare belongs to Jokublog
Can I request some Fell x Horror? They’d be so silly together. I love them
Yehhhehs they are silliess
9 requests to go- These are gonna take a while
Horror - Sour-Apple-Studios
Fell - Underfella
He So did actuly had him (and Killer) in there at first but then i wanted it to be just between the brothers :)
)just a silly littel idear that had to leave my head(
No one was sure what had triggered the fight. Between Dream and Nightmare any attempts to stop them were hopeless. It was already too late. The feelings they had long buried bubbled to the surface. All the emotions they had swallowed down to keep the fragile peace finally broke free.The multiverse held its breath as the battle unfolded a clash that could easily throw everything back into another devastating war.
Nightmare blamed Dream for everything, for not seeing his pain back then, for not stepping up when he needed him, for not stopping the villagers. In Nightmare's world Dream had turned a blind eye to his suffering, leaving him completely alone.
Dream, on the other hand, argued that they had only been eight years old. He hadn’t seen Nightmare’s pain, he hadn’t realized what was happening — but that wasn’t his fault. Nightmare could have said something, could have voiced his worries instead of shutting himself off more and more.
Dream insisted that he, too, was a victim. He pleaded, telling Nightmare how difficult it had been to wake up from his stone prison, only to find everyone he had known was dead
His friends.
The Tree.
Their Mother.
And then, to see Nightmare, his own brother, turned into a monster, trying to kill him...
He had still been just eight years old. He had been so, so alone.
Nightmare lashed out, his tentacles sharpening and twisting violently.Dream complaining to veen alone he had no idea what it ment to be alone Nightmare had been truly alone for five hundred years, awake through it all, with no one.
But Dream cut him off sharply.
"We were both alone,"
Nightmare flinched. He was too angry to truly accept those words, but he couldn’t find anything to throw back at Dream either.
And thats why Dream kept going, his voice trembling with pain:
"I was forced to grow up fast — to balance you out but so were you. Suddenly, I had to fight the only family I had left but so did you. I had to navigate a strange and confusing world... all by myself but so did you."
There was a long, heavy silence between them. Then, Dream whispered, almost too softly to hear:
"I don’t want to fight with you anymore im so tiered. But... it’s clear we both hurt each other. I just wanted my brother back i just want to be things like they were ."
Nightmare’s expression darkened. His voice was low, bitter:
"I'm not that brother anymore and you cant change me things can not be the same ever again"
Dream sighed, tears finally slipping down his cheeks and falling to the ground. He gave a small, broken nod before turning and running away, unable to stay any longer.Nightmare, left alone, lashed out against everything in his field of vision his anger and sorrow exploding outward in a storm of darkness.
And they made up again neither Nightmare nor Dream would be the same but with a lot of work they could be something new
(you hesitantly open the box.....)
(some goo is inside)
vampire miku!!!! ❤️🦇💟