Scene from something I’m writing. Maybe. I will neither confirm nor deny its existence.
I’ve never used tumblr, posted on social media, made fanart, or posted fanart on social media. I made an account solely to read this au and have only just now worked up the courage to post, so if you’re mean I will cry on you <3 suggestions welcome though idfk what’s going on
(also why are there like, no good references for Smokescreen. Am I just not looking in the right places??? Oh well.)
There was once a plain world, and one entity decided to bring forth gods to protect and rule the future they foresaw. So they planned, they waited. Then a spark happened
They watched it branch, alternate universes connecting to one. Only when it reached a certain number did they start to create their own.
The first one is the advocator, given the ability to aid in creating with a swipe of their brush.
The second one is the enforcer, given the ability to erase or decode malfunctioning or barren AUs that would risk their universe collapsing
There was once a plain world, and one entity decided to bring forth gods to protect and rule the future they foresaw. So they planned, they waited. Then a spark happened
One lonely world, along a vast plane, existed. One star bright among the black canvas. They watched over it, curious about the world that one mysterious deity had created out of loneliness.
They watched it branch, alternate universes connecting to one. Only when it reached a certain number did they start to create their own. A copy of the original, they made a pair. The pair that will maintain the balance of their unfortunate finite universe.
The first one is the advocator, given the ability to aid in creating with a swipe of their brush.
The second one is the enforcer, given the ability to erase or decode malfunctioning or barren AUs that would risk their universe collapsing
They hadn't met each other, but they knew of the other; they were immediately given their code, conduct, and purpose. They took that as a chance to explore
Ink, the name he had given himself, is full of energy. Aiding the deities and creators is his greatest happiness; that's what he did. He helped and gained new friends on the way.
On one specific day, he met his counterpart. The other was not what he had expected. He expected a tall looming figure with great power, but what he saw is an opposite of it.
The other ebony skeleton had mild glitches all around them; theirphalanges were a combination of bright red and yellow. He wore a veil and robes, the clothing he had been created with was covered in dust of stars, similar to his when he first awoke within his own world of the doodle sphere
What caught his attention, however, were the bright blue streaks that ran down from his sockets and the echo flower he had in his hand. The skeleton looked less like an enforcer but more like a gardener
"W-what are you doing here? " Ink asked, nervous and anxious about why the enforcer would be here? He could only think of this AU being erased, and he couldn't accept that when its very own creator loved and sacrificed so much to create this
"Relax, advocate. Just because I destroy does not mean I cannot appreciate a fairly good universe." The other chuckled, amused that their counterpart would have thought of such a ridiculous thing
"O-oh, I'm sorry," Ink apologized and came closer, relaxing by a fraction, and sat down in front of the other
"I'm Ink, by the way. May I know your name? " Ink raised his hand for a handshake, and the other copied him
"Hmm, nice to meet you," The enforcer greeted and watched as Ink shook their hands and let go. "As for my name, I still have not decided. I do need to explore many more worlds. I am, though, interested in where you have gotten your clothing. "
Ink beamed and went on to the full stream of stories and ideas. His pieces of clothing were taken from different universes. He liked what he wore before, but it felt way too light, and he needed something to ground him more
The other skeleton listened with intent and focus, interested and listing all of the different AUs he planned to visit next
"What brings you here anyway?" Ink asked while sketching in his notebook a portrait of his counterpart, who agreed to pose at the edge of the cliff a while ago
"Well, I can see through my portals. I accidentally opened one to this and I.. I find the stars a delight." The enforcer smiled and looked at the endless celestial bodies, so vast and so beautiful
Ink looked up along with the other and nodded, "Yeah, this is one of my favorites too."
For the very next years of their existence, Ink advocated for many deities and creators, aiding in making more and adding one small touch that the deities added without hesitation
Every time Error visited a new AU, He found the sky twinkling with stars or similar to it. No matter underground or under the sky. He found it very delightful but hurtful when he needed to decode it.
This was originally posted in ao3 but there was little to no interaction bc of how the tags work. So I posted it here to share it XD
Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔
After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.
Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.
Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs
Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.
We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children
I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.
Your support means the world to me and my family.
Please donate 🙏
All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life
Hello, my name sooad Muhammad, I am a 61-year-old mother and former school teacher from Gaza💔
After the army entered the city, we went out to Rafah under the attack of planes and missiles.And the bullets that spare no one, we lived in torn tents that did not protect from the heat, the cold, or the rain. All the words in the world cannot describe what we have lived through. All I want is for you to look at me and my family with a merciful heart and help me.
Before October 7th, I lived a humble life, dedicated to teaching and raising my children. But everything changed. Since that day, my family and I have been living in unimaginable conditions—without electricity, without clean water, without safety.
Our home was destroyed, and we now sleep in a torn tent, exposed to the freezing cold. My children cry from hunger and fear. The markets are empty or unaffordable. Bread is now a luxury—I knead pasta just to make something to fill their stomachs
Please open your heart and stand with us in this time of despair.
We are not asking for much—just a chance to survive. A blanket for the cold. A piece of bread. A roof that does not leak. A moment of peace for my children
I am humbly asking for your help. Your donation, no matter how small, can give us warmth, food, and hope. It can help us survive these dark days and rebuild a life with dignity.
Your support means the world to me and my family.
Please donate 🙏
All the destruction that you see, we live every day a hundred times, and we live hunger, death, and a life that has no taste of life
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