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I haven't posted on here in forever but I felt the sudden urge to when I finished these. Sun(bottom drawing) was the first one I did, cause the color pallet name was 'The divine' so I immediately thought of him. The 'Muted' color pallet fit Moon(top drawing) so I did that one for him.

Sun and Moon/Eclipsetale by @skumhuu

#eclipsetale #skumhuu #sun and moon

A drawing of C1 requested by my friend. I'm practicing shading and I think it turned out really cute!!!

#Character bases #Oc #Cute dress

Baby. I love how this turned out. It ended up so cute

#Abtale

A drawing I had made for a friend. It's been forever since I've been on here and looking at my posts I think I have improved greately.

#DreamswapNightmare #Dreamswap

Making Abtale some actual online art!!!

What the actual Freak

Okay so I just woke up after about maybe almost a year from tumblr with only 4 followers and I check. I have 5 followers wtf

So I've got to thinking and I thought 'what if when Ink Sans is searching for Artist Block it's not a thing ,but a person(or skeleton) so I created AB! Sans or Artist Block! Sans. Now usually I don't color my drawing (because I'm lazy) but AB! Sans doesn't need to be colored except for a few black parts. Now because he's Artist Block he's never original with how he looks so he can change his form into any other Sans except Ink or Reboot. This is why Ink has trouble finding him. He has Gaster Blasters that are dull looking, just white bones,(I got Authors Block while typing this) can teleport, and change colorful places and things into blankness. If he can get to your soul it will turn grey, and you will lose your soul trait from your soul to yourself, making it hard to get the trait back. A grey soul means emptiness. He will not stop until he destroys Ink and makes all color disappear. But AB can be deafeated! If Ink finds him, he can try and persuade him not to try and get rid of color, or he can destroy AB! Sans.(It's anyone's choice.)or someone can color him(not a character, a fan fix drawer!) created by me

I made a Papyrus for Basketale and Toriel is a work in progress so I hope I'm able to get that out

This took me along time to come up with but I finally made two aus of my own

HOLY COW

I HAVE THREE FOLLOWERS;^; I'm so proud of myself

unu-nunu-art

you are my sunshine (i tried)

You are my sunshine, my only sunshine

Error felt at ease with the soft sound of inks voice filling his ears(?) in a calming matter. Error was laying on his back with his head in inks lap slowly getting rocked back and forward while ink was sing a familiar tune which seemed to put all errors nerves into a relaxed mode as he just laid there with his eyes closed listening to the voice he loved most.

You make me happy when skies are gray error wanted to smile at the cheesy song ink was singing maybe tease him about it a little. But when he tried to open his mouth words didn’t come out, only a little whimper got escape his teeth. Error frowned. why couldn’t he speak? and why did he throat hurt? Error thought to himself as he started noticing the burning feeling at the bottom of his neck which was slowly making its way up to his mouth.

You’ll never know dear, how much I love you

Error tried to move so he could get up and maybe get a drink but he could only move his fingers and maybe lift his arms a little. He felt heavy so heavy what’s going on? Ink why can’t I move? He tried again so speak, to move, anything but all he could do was open his eyes a little and see inks blurry from above him. Please don’t take my sunshine aw-ay his voice broke on the last word, followed by a soft sob which were slowly growing louder and louder. Was ink … crying? Error started panicking a little now, ink almost never cried. Ink starts mumbling soft words in between his sobs, error could only make out few of the words. “I’m … sorry ……… error ….. hang ……. say…….don’t die” die? Was somebody dying? Is that why in was crying? Oke stupid question that was probably what was going on, but who how could be the person ink would cry over like this? … unless

The it hit error, memories came flooding back into his mind. The argument between them, ink going after error, hiding in another au not wanting to confront ink, the angry people wanting error away, the mean words, not being able to escape, the hit. Error was dying.

No.

No, he can’t. he doesn’t want to die, not jet. Fear took over errors senses, fear of leaving this world alone, fear of leaving ink alone. He doesn’t want to go now he finally has something to hold dear.

He tried to move again, to reach up or get a hold on something, anything. but he only became painfully aware of how numb his body really was, like every body part was asleep and never walking up again with a thick heavy blanket over himself that he couldn’t push of. And it was slowly getting worse, starting by his toots making its way up bit by bit.

Ink must have noticed how error was struggling, because he gently lifted his head out of his lap careful not to jolts him and moved him a bit higher up to his face, this way error could see ink clearly even though at that moment he wish he couldn’t.

Inks face did bring a sense of clam over error but a wave of sadness as well. Ink had his eyes almost closed, tears constantly seeping out from the little space they could and slowly making their way down his cheeks dripping into his scarf and sometimes on error.

With his the little energy he had error tried to speak again, maybe now he was closer to ink he could actually hear him. So he opened his mouth and spoke in a breathy barely audibly voice.

“ink”

Inks eyes snapped open looking down to error with big eyes as if he couldn’t believe he was still alive much less speaking to him.

“error you’re awake”

Ink spoke in a voice that didn’t really fit him. A sad one like there was no hope anymore, error didn’t like this voice on him.

“why do you sound so sad?”

Error tried his best to speak clearly but it just tired him out faster, he needed to be more careful picking his words.

“b-because” ink paused a for a minute looking for the right words to say. “because I don’t know what to do error” another sob followed by some fresh tears going down his cheeks.

“please don’t die don’t leave me alone error” ink got out between hiccups and heavy breaths trying to get his breathing under control so he could speak clearly.

Error tried to get the last of his strength together and raised his hand a little up to inks face but right when he got his hand halfway up it almost fell down again if it wasn’t for ink taking a hold of it and bring it up to his face.

He gently Pressed errors hand against his cheek, nuzzling into it a little. making sure to keep it there as long as he could. “please” ink murmured in a small voice “I don’t want to be alone again”.

Error didn’t know what to say, but then what do you say when you’re dying in your “boyfriends” arms. “hey it’s going to be oke” nailed it. (nice one error)

Ink chuckled, he acutely chuckled. “you really aren’t the best with words error” error had to agree with that one “I know” he murmured weakly.

His voice was growing more and more tired, Like his body was growing more and more limp and right now both ink and error are well known of that fact. All there is to it is to say goodbye now.

“hey skittles” ink let out an amused breath at the nickname “yeah?” error took a deep breath “can you do me a favour?” error slowly moved his thump over inks cheek bone gently wiping away some of the tears that were still flowing down.

“of course what is it?” the numb feeling was at errors waist now (work with me here) but he managed to show a little smile “remember me oke” inks eyes widened a little “w-what do you mean I’m no…” his words got cut of but error covering his mouth.

“sing with me”

Error started humming the same tune ink was sing to error a little while ago. It was low and maybe a bit raspy but ink could still hear error was starting where he left of so he didn’t want to take this away from error and started singing again.

You told me once, dear, you really loved me

Error smiled, inks voice once again putting his nerves to ease.

He kept humming.

And no one else could come between.

The numbness was taking over fully now, he could feel himself slowly disappear.

He was still humming.

But now you’ve left me and love another.

Error stopped humming.

You have shattered all of my dreams.

His hand fell but never hit the ground.

You are…

“goodbye ink…. I love you”