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An AU where Ink, still just Sans, has dreams about different worlds. Ones full of colors, of smiling friends, a warm looking grass, navy skies, and white, far away dots atop dark purples. Sans learns from a skeleton with yellow eyelights, discovers a lively human(a human!! He excitedly tells Papy ALL about that one), sees oceans of paint and collesiums of monsters. Its... so much. Everytime he awakens, white eyelights glance out into the emptiness, moving at a snails pace to take in the nothing.Inside these dreams, there's tons of Toriel's, galleries of books to come across, and rainbows to see(theres more of Papy too, but they're... different. Or maybe he and Papy are different. Why are they different?)! So when theres nothing besides a few streaks of graphite, he snuggles back into his scarf, squeezing his eyes shut and ignoring he itch developing underneath his eyesockets.

Oftentimes, multiple new names appear. "Ink," is most commonly spoken. Sans lost how many times it was said long ago. Same goes with "Error," or "Doodlesphere." After that came phrases see; undertale, dream, creators. One interesting phrase was "Alternate Universe," thats one after it being spoken hundreds of times- or its shorter version, "AU"- Papy never stops hearing Sans repeat that one!

Sadly for Sans a lot of these dreams eventually slip his mind. With nothing to record any of these dreams/experiences he was having the old ones felt near nonexistent. But he tries his best to recall them all, telling all the friends he has now about these marvelous adventures! Papy is always a wonderful listener, everyone here is truthfully (none are as good as Blue, or the Gasters, or even the humans) an great listener, so they will hear about his dreams! He'll repeat one dream until he begins to forget it, and Papy has to pat him on the head and guide him back to the scarf-pillow.

At least, thats all it is until one day where Papy was weird. Papy was there when Sans fell asleep, then wasn't there when he awakened. Papy never did that. Papy always stayed to listen, putting a replica of a smile on his face for Sans. So leaving behind the musical whistles full of color, Sans starts looking for his brother. Unlike these dreams, this place is empty and definitely a miniscule sized in comparsion. So, he finds Papy standing over a rain-puddle(tears) in a nice amount of time. A reassuring one. His brother hadn't gone far!

With a gasp and smile, Sans bolts towards Papy, "this is where you went!"

With their usual stutter, Papy turns, head barely reaching the others direction by the time Sans is at his side. "What did ya get up to this time, brother?"

Papy's blink lasts seconds and Sans smiles wider, watching his dragging movement. It was like being under super duper deep and dark water(this he experienced in a dream, it was definitely similar to Papy's movement). His brother's hand curls, one finger crackling itself apart, stumbling to separate from the fist and aim towards the white ground.

There, on the ground, reflecting nonexistent light, was something grayish and... yellowish. Similar to a humans skin. Frosted around the edges, the entire blob sat unevenly in itself, and Sans couldn't see the white through it.

Those were definitely not tears.

It was familiar. Like an old childhood home. Something Sans experienced only behind closed eyes while hugging a paint brush and sticking a tongue out. Something that came in tarnished reds, drained blues, and serene greens. The thing that stained paper, the liquid that faded into the earths layers, sinking into rocks, creating the soil and letting someone breath in life.

Papy breathed, hand shaking as his mouth creaks like an old door, "pa__t?"

Sans hadn't gotten to make many decisions in his short life. There wasn't much to make decisions on. Going left or right would always lead him right back to Snowdin, he could talk to anyone anytime, there was no story, no plot, no costs or losts in any choice(a completely blank slate). Making impactful decisions was reserved for his dreams. The tense ones, who to fight, which au to protect, which bad guy to stop.

Stepping into the puddle and falling into an ocean of rainbows was the easiest decision Sans had ever made.

You don’t understand. The Dream SMP has its FIRST OFFICIAL SOUNDTRACK.

I’ve watched the animatic six times. I’ve listened to the OST about forty times.  I actually picked out Tommy’s motif on the piano, geeking out the entire time, and the notes are A, C E, F, F D E, G E C D, B, G, A (and repeat) in the key of C.

Just picking out the musical themes and how someone could built an entire series’ worth of OST from this piece alone based on motifs and musical language -  Because if you’ll notice, Dream gets the horns and drums, but Tommy gets the violins and piano - 

Let’s start with Mellohi’s halting waltz near the beginning, after the record scratch, the familiar and haunting notes that have become Dream’s calling card in every way. Starting off slow as Sad-ist reminds us that Tubbo and Tommy have been dancing this dance since the very beginning, the two of them against Dream, all three hanging on to each other for different reasons. Then it gets more intense until they’re losing to Dream and the horns and drums are overpowering the entire piece. 

But then in the bunker, when Tubbo and Tommy are at their weakest but their bond is strongest, it rises up in protest. There’s still the weight of Dream’s presence but you’re feeling their desperation and dedication to each other loud and clear. 

Only for it to all blend harmoniously as the others arrive. 

And when Dream says what he says at the end, suddenly the symphony goes silent, except for halting piano notes - Tommy’s theme at it’s barest - stripped away, just like he’s been stripped away to nothing more than a boy who wants his brother back.

And then - and then it’s only strings playing the motif, because that’s when Wilbur’s gripping his shoulder and saying “I’m proud.” Because Tommy’s only half of what he could be without his brother supporting him.

OH AND HERE’S THE BEST PART. When Dream’s entire world is flipped on top of his head and he’s caught in a web of his own making, that’s when the drums come back, when TOMMY’S the one holding an axe over his prone form, the drums come back full force and vengeful and just keep thundering, over and over and over like a heartbeat out of control.

And the entire piece begins with a single drumbeat. Because it was Dream who initiated this entire fight.

I can’t even begin to process that this was composed specifically for Sad-ist, the queen of animation herself. She deserves nothing less. Moral of the story, guys, go give 2WEI your love and support, this piece is nothing short of GENIUS and they deserve our thanks for giving us such an amazing gift. 

they can finally rest, he's keeping them safe :)

After seeing the underground still in ruin after the fire 10 years ago, a injury that made him unable to stay as a royal guard and Spruce/Papyrus now not needing Forest/Sans to take care of him, Forest got into a depression. The think getting him out of it being his brother giving him a new purpose; to restore the underground to is former, blooming, glory.

(I posted this on youtube too)

i finishee an artstyle/comic study(kinda) of ur art :D

i just wanted to show it :))

I wanted to add colour but i got bored ,_,

UGHH THIS LOOKS SO GOOD OMGGGGGGG IM EATING IT NOMNOMNOMNOM

YOUR ART IS FUCKING GORGEOUS AAAAHHH

And oml the way you arranged the panels and the scenes is top notch, the perspectives, the closeups, everything! Wayyyy better than how I do it tbh

Like you literally just went and studied my art then surpassed it /pos

I absolutely ADORE the lil markings under Dream’s eyes eeeeeeee

This is so beautiful, hope you don’t mind me making a lil redraw of my fave panel <33333

The Entity <3

The poem is lovely and yes eldritch horror lets go! Patpat, go on little horror breathing rock. I swear the heartbeat is nice, I don’t get this fear aspect.

There's a horror that's appeared

To the unseeing

It's just a rock

A simple, normal rock

But how it breathes

You can see it take a breath

Feel the beating heart

And observe the twitch

You see it

And all you feel

Is horror

Heeeeyyyy. Yes. This is about Grian's Entity. I am concerned for our bird boy.

Oh man I sure do love alsmp

head hunt

The Entity Headcannons P5

It’s going to be more focused on The Entity and how it relates to this “weak point in the worlds,” Grian has been speaking of. But trust me, there’s a lot more, I just wanna stick with the title.

MOTHER OF ALL GRIANS AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Grian mentioned something coming out of the rift. This could refer to the future, or something that has already appeared out of it. Stuff could be spilling out of it. Hence: The Entity! It was one of the first things to spill out of this portal. One of the first things which got pulled to a lone time ago. It doesn’t understand it either, but hey, there’s some players around to mind control pog.

The more people who have come into contact with The Entity, the less they’re questioning it. It’s just a thing there. Just a cool shop project and theme Grian is working with this season. When its going to be moving to the new shopping district, people question where, and how exactly Grian plans to move it. Good thing The Entity’s heart can take its blue goopy self and stick to the side of his arm whilst Grian takes a quick flight over.

The Entity was just vibing on the server. Been there for many years, living peacefully as a peddle flowing down the river. Then suddenly the hermits with all their godly hermits spawn in and it is quite terrifying. It first meets Grian of who instantly asks it to be apart of his shop. He’s looking to scare some hermits this season! Start: The Entity and Grian going around, being spooky and putting on literally horror stories for non-godly hermits.

I just wanted to put a picture of The Entity with its cute little bowtie and it from the top. Its such a lovely build. I adore it. Plus the blocks used honestly might refer to deeper caves/the area where deepslate and stone meet if we wanna start talking about where this shell/boulder/rock comes from in terms of the seed/earth/planet/server.

Around the server, Grian’s discovered... odd areas. Stuff player made, but none of the other players see to claim to have created. Following the bread crumbs these books and old, rickety areas left, it led him to a pile of blue goop lying within the caves under spawn, contained in a broken cage underneath the homes of the scientist. This is when he hears The Entity’s heartbeat and its installed to the top of the rock. There it will be safe. No one on Hermitcraft would ever maliciously grief or damage a shop. But these homes and labs lead him to more, obviously very, very old in technology and science standards. “The Entity came from the magical halo within a cave.” Grian discovers from another crumbling structure some 100 blocks away from spawn. Huh. What could that mean.

It shed its form. Like snails do with their shells! Its central part is the heart and the water around it, and it likes staying next to water since it can spread its influence on the land through the water quickly. Everything has started and came from the water afterall. The heart always stays beating though, no matter what Grian did to it when it glued itself to his arm in the cave.

The old scientists are very old, and apart of Grian regrets this being a blind world. One that wasn’t looked up by Xisuma and the hermits to make sure everything was okay. ( Of course that didn’t prevent the moon crash. ) And there is something wrong with this world, and this entity has something to do with it. He goes on with the research, and he made the entity into a shop for “its easier to study, Scar!” Maybe he’s a bit paranoid after the moon, or after the watchers, and maybe he has reason to be scared as he shelves another rotting book.