*resurrects From The Dust To Announce This*

I'm not gonna do Bad Sansuary entries anymore. Lack of motivation+school hit me hard in the face and I just can't find it in me to continue writing. I'm sorry.

My day, today

SFX: piano crash, splat

I am flooded with activity

also my stats because why not

That's so cool! Sorry if I didn't understand well, but does that mean that I can join the adventure too?!! If I can, I'll explode from the pure joy.

So, my YouTube algorithm suggested me a live of a d&d session set in the UTMV???Uh?????

Who is the genius that had the idea? How does it work? Most important of all, will there be other sessions after this one? If yes, then that's a dream come true.

Hey there! That was a combination of me and most of my discord server!

I wanted to start a DnD campaign that most in my server would enjoy, and we all usually bond over the UnderTale MultiVerse, so I created a homebrewed system based on UnderTale so we can play. (Which, if you want to use the system, you are more than welcome to do so! I just ask for credits 😃)

As you watch the sessions, it comes clear you have some pacifist actions, and genocide actions. Each is tied to a soul and a primary color, determining your resource and damage for that action. Each player created their own characters and attacks, making each unique. We all started in the Omega Timeline and they got 'hired' to run genocide/pacifist runs within various AUs. It's a great way to introduce OCs to the world who wants to watch!

There will be many sessions after the previous ones, yes! The story has just begun, and it's setting up the canon lore for UnderReinado, a subsection and an AU created by Iro!Sans.

As for another campaign entirely, we will see! I hope to continue a campaign, but it ultimately depends if people want to join and if the YouTube audience likes it enough.

Thanks for your question and interest! It does mean a lot!

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*shoots you with love gun* *shoots you with love gun* *shoots you with love gun* *shoots you with love gun* *shoots you with love gun* *shoots you with-

If I'm going down...

You're going down with me =)

Da boop is back

You all know what that means

You all, send me as many boops as you can. For every one of them, you will have ten times more at the end of the day :3

Bad Sansuary day 1: Differences (feat. Dust)

First time doing this, I hope it'll be fun.

I was planning on using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem) so yeah, hope you'll like it. We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon and fanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Note: I rush-finished this story while up in the middle of the night and sleep deprived. Hope you still like it

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Dust Sans belongs to @ask-dusttale

Ashes belongs to me

Edit: reposted this because internet was acting up and erased it so I had to rewrite it T_T

It was a quiet day in Nightmare's castle today. A peaceful day. The halls were silent, Phantom hadn't popped up so far, Killer was nowhere near Dust so he couldn't pester him, and there were no missions they had to do. It was one of those days where you would be more than happy to just lay down on your bed, or in Dust's case the couch, and stare at the ceiling as time slowly drifted away and you sank deeper and deeper into your thoughts and into apathy until everything became meaningless-

Sounds of glass breaking and quiet giggles came from the kitchen.

... That was if Ashes didn't get in the way of the peace.

Dust groaned as he sat up from the couch in the living room and slowly dragged himself over to the kitchen, leaning on the door frame and observing the situation. The kitchen was the same as always, with an oven, a fridge, a stove, some counters and the shelves with the glasses and the plates over it all. The only difference was Ashes and the impressively big pile of glass shards at her feet. Also, the majority of the glasses weren't in their place, giving Dust a pretty clear idea of what happened. Ashes stared at the pile at her feet and erupted in a fit of giggles, her wide smile and crazed eyes rivaling his own when he was in battle or having a breakdown. He just stared back as she locked eyes with him, then grabbed a handful of shards and threw them in the air, making small clinking sounds when they hit the ground again. Dust was pretty sure Ashes cut her hand in the process, but didn't comment on it as she sauntered over to him like what she did was completely normal. She did a big bow almost like she was mocking him with it, then spoke in a teasing and cheerful tone.

"Why hello there my fellow team member with dead spirits following him around! I hope you had a good nap there on the couch~”

Dust ignored that as he looked at the glass shards on the floor.

"You're gonna get in trouble with the Boss”

Ashes put a finger on her chin as she tapped on it in a fake contemplating motion.

"Eh, I'll get out of the punishment alive! ... Or maybe not, who knows, who cares, certainly not me!”

She turned her back on him and then bent backwards, staring at him all the meanwhile.

"After all, death is just a social construct and life is just an illusion!”

Dust didn't even blink at that. He was used to her shenanigans by now. He also was used to her random fits of chaos causing, whether that be through breaking stuff or pranking, her eccentric personality and her nonchalance about death in general. Because sure, it wasn't like everyone here had a particular fear of death, but she straight up laughed in front of it. She took hit after hit and somehow, always seemed to come out alive.

Ashes smiled as she booped him in the nose completely at random. Dust retreated a little from her at that, a little annoyed she just booped him for no reason.

"Why did you do that?”

She shrugged.

“It's fun! C'mon, mood killer, don't be like all those people who can only see their own point of views. Be fun, be strange, be different! Normal is so overrated don't you think?”

She kept smiling that unsettling smile as she got past him and out of the kitchen.

“Well, I'm gonna see how many birds I can kill and then string up to the ceiling. See you~”

She left the kitchen with a small laugh, leaving Dust there alone.

He stared at the jagged pieces of glass as they reflected back a broken version of him a thousand times, thinking about what Ashes said. Most of the time, she said mainly nonsense to confuse him and the others, but this time he actually started reflecting on something he never really stopped to think about before. Ashes really was something different from everything he had ever seen.

She was a peculiarity even among them, the most famous gang who caused evil in the Multiverse. In a Multiverse full of versions of yourself, you could hardly be considered different from others. Ashes could manage that effortlessly. Dust was pretty sure there weren't many versions of her or one of her species for whatever reason, her monster race alone setting her apart from the rest. She wasn't a skeleton. Her true form, a dragon, was often replaced by a more comfortable shape of semi-human looking disguise. Even if they were all more or less crazy here, Ashes took it to another completely different level, one that even Killer and, Dust suspected, Nightmare couldn't fully understand. She reminded Dust of himself or one of the others during a breakdown, but on a constant scale and ten times worse. She didn't seem to care about anything (the Boss, the missions, the other members of the gang) aside from one single crucial thing: chaos. It was like she fed on it like Nightmare fed on negativity, and Dust doubted anyone knew how or why she could. Ever since she willingly came up to Nightmare and asked to join, something that never happened before, she got more and more of a mystery for the inhabitants of the castle. And let's not get started on her power to consume souls to get stronger.

She was different from them all in everything, from physical to mental. Nobody knew why. And Dust found himself uncomfortable as he discovered he didn't know if it was either for good or bad.

Ok, so.

I don't exactly know what I'm doing, this is the first time I post something on Tumblr, but anyway.

I want to present you an AU of Undertale that has been on my mind for a while, and here I intend to write the main things about it.

Practically, in this AU Frisk is an actual person, a separated entity from the Player that got themselves possessed by it. Kinda like Kris in Deltarune, yes. The difference between the two of them is that Frisk can't just extract their soul by force and so they're stuck in their own body, controlled by a superior entity (PLAYER). Frisk desperately wants to be freed, but when the Player inserts a command in the code of the game, plays yet another Pacifist run (of the many runs they already did) and fights Asriel, Frisk will learn that said freedom comes at the cost of their soul. During the last attack their soul literally breaks, despite it being impossible normally, and their code gets erased. Since they are a determination soul though, and determination can break the game, all the determination they produce gets condensed and forms a new body for them, so now they are a soulless, codeless and unstable entity that goes around risking an explosion of raw power at any moment. In all this mess, Chara gets fused with Frisk's conscience too, so now they are like one different entity from both Frisk and Chara. Meanwhile, in the "real world" the Player changes computer (because their old one crashed in the battle) and reopens their Undertale files. This causes the game to try and execute a True Reset, without much success since now nobody remembers anything, but the barrier is broken and Frisk's/Chara's situation is the same.

This is all the background you need to know to understand the general idea. I'm still working on the full-length story, it's on Quotev and I intend to post it on Wattpad too under the name of Soulless!tale. It's not yet finished, and I wrote down only a couple of chapters, so don't be mad at me. This is the first time I write something for someone to read, and I'm not American nor British, so forgive me if my english is bad.

This is all I wanted to say. I'm sorry if my rambling annoyed you, and I hope you will find my story amusing.

OMG THAT'S MY DAUGHTER THERE

(for context, one of the versions of my persona is in the last two pictures :3)

You're amazing Void ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Go support this amazing artist >:)

Art Dump #6

Continuation-

Ahhh, the ever lasting fear of posting or saying anything about anything really. The fear of being silly or rambling about my characters. Gets me every time :')

I wanna be a dragon too :3