I Have A Really Stupid Hc: Nightmare Takes Better Care Of His Minions Than Dream/ Dreams Actually Really

InktoberTale Day 1: Ink Warm-Up!

Adjusting to anything is changing. Say, a new family member, or a shift in a lifestyle. Sometimes it is a peaceful walk through the park, other times you have to step into the volcano with a smile. The universe discovered though that change is needed. People need to adapt, grow, and shift. And for you?

The milky white void stings your eyes as little giggles chime in the air. Cringing, you raise your hands and gasp as the void twirls, putting on an elegant dance with browns, yellows, and pinks splashed into the whites. Legs failing, the rollercoaster finally arrives at its destination, and you gasp for a breath.

Straight ahead, two big, upside-down shapes stare past your soul. Above the black holes and shapes, you see the other gasp, “look! A friend has decided to join us!”

Tilting your head, you stare down the monster- a skeleton. Narrowing your eyes, you watch the others smile grow. Bird calls sing through the air. You focus on the black birth mark atop their cheek. That's the face from the dreams. 

Ink waves with a paper in hand, “hello, very curious creator! Welcome to the doodle sphere!” Both arms raise up, Ink performing a jazz hand and slowly going down, like a sun vanishing into the earth.

Following the skeletal hands you see more off-white backgrounds, piles of paper, then a mountain of said paper, which with a little cleared out path led straight to landfills of it. Eyes returning to Ink, behind him there's a floating human. Their shirt blue and purple, striped, with shut eyes and dark brown hair.

The skeleton spins away, leaving the flickering creator visible, more see through, more there. They squeak, legs kicking out and arms making a swim motion, reaching Ink's physical form and slipping back behind the skeleton. Shifting blue loading eye lights turn and stare into the void.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Another creator has only come to say hello!" They call out, but the other creator does not show. Although, there's a distant bird call. Ink moves his head towards the call, and their eye lights change to squares with a shining grin. "I think that is an incredible idea!" The skeleton broadcasts with glee, it reminds you of a ringleader, someone at the center of everything.

One moment later the bird churr-churr comes back, pounding a little like a drumbeat, a grumble and pop and it grows and booms- and your fellow creator pokes their head back into vision of you with a little frown.

Ink taps his chin, still looking to the dumped papers opposite of you, "It's a wonderous idea! I'm sure your fellow creator would love to hear your story!"

Hear another's story? That's never happened here before.

You can hear Ink's sly smile in the air as he turns to look at you, "It's rare for creators to appear in another creator's world without an introduction!" He explains while facing you with one sun shaped eyelight, "this creator," his free hand waves to the hidden human-ghost-esk creator, "would like to share their story with you."

There is a glint in the other's eyes as they bend down to where Ink's ears would be a low looming whistle. The chimes ring as Ink lets out a full laugh, summoning a pencil to his fingertips and writing on the paper. "That's a great addition!"

You don’t know yet how this particular change is going to affect you. Does anyone even know when it begins how much you can change by the end? Does the change ever really stop? The fellow creator shuffles, slowly lifting their head to look at you.

Smiling, you nod to them. Who wouldn't want to read a new story?

Both of the other's glow like fireflies, Ink cheering and the creator getting a miniature smile. After a moment, the paper levitates from Ink's hands, "this is their story," he starts walking towards you, "they've asked me to share that it is not complete yet and constructive criticism is appreciated! They'd like to improve, and the best way to do that is through each other!" Ink pauses, "and practice too of course!"

Floating down, you hold out your hands, taking in the dusty and new flowery smell of the paper. Glancing up, a gigantic smile to your fellow creator, who lets a chirp echo throughout the universe and slips back behind Ink.

The skeleton sits down criss-cross-apple-sauce- he snorts. Glancing away just for a second and eyelights returning as bright colors. Leaning forward with a bit of a mischievous grin, "Are you ready to dive into this story?" His eyes turn behind him, "and for you to be sharing your own story?" It's light and warm and full of pride.

It was as if someone had turned on a flashlight with how wide their smile became and with their entire form floating up.

You grasp the edges of the paper, clear your throat, and begin with the first sentence, "once upon a time-"

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The Inktobertale/Inktale challenge originates from the mix of Inktale and October.

The challenge consists of drawing a prompt with Ink!Sans either every day during the month of October, or during the highlighted days for a

Ink!Sans belongs to Comyet!

CW: Dissociation, Body Horror, Lucid Dreaming, Derealization, generally losing control of your body(please tell me if I missed any, thank you!)

An AU where the MTT + Cross are all trapped within a nightmare, created in part by Pass!NM in a desperate attempt to create a loving, nurturing family, then Corrupted in an effort to survive. All of them aren't in control of themselves, only able l to watch and listen as their bodies move and speak without input from themselves. Someone else is in the drivers seat and the gang is sat in the back, forced to watch as the bad, bad driver continue down the road.

They know this is wrong. Killer being overly emotional, Horror endlessly cooking, Dust talking, and Cross being a big ol' baby. Nothing about this is normal. Especially not the little kid running around.

In the real world they actually lowkey only tolerate each other. Every single one too afraid of Nightmare to try anything in particular. With Killer having been recently replaced and all, it wouldn't bode well to try and cause conflict. But tldr; they have bare minimum tolerance for each other and new Killer is still a complete, negative bubbling mess trying to get their head together. They have basic respect. That does not entail having movie nights or cuddle piles(DEFINITELY not cuddle piles. Eugh Dust barely got enough control of his wheel to escape that night).

Regardless, they can all tell this dream they're in isn't real. Waving to each other each morning with a smile isn't them. And now its up to the four to break free from Nightmare's control and escape from whatever hellish alternative nightmare this is.

Teehee Dream doing enough damage to Nightmare to cause his form to start falling down and, desperately trying to survive, pulling his four subordinates into a horrific nightmare(being a loving family). Making little Passive happy too is key to his survival. Imagine Passive and whatever magic corrupt used is pretty much all Corrupt had left. So now its a tale of making Passive happy, making him eager for the future, and by proxy Corrupt's life. Then Corrupt absorbing all the negative feelings of his subordinates tied like puppet strings. Only ever planning to release them once he's recovered enough to retain his usual physical form. That is.. if they make it to that point.

Imagine that through how much energy Corrupted is draining from his gang they physically cannot keep up with the demand. Corrupted is slowly draining their souls away, taking piece by piece of all the Negativity out. They can only watch as Passive cries and is asking why one of them is dying and want nothing more than to turn away, only able to feel the core of happiness left inside them. They're on a clock to try and escape from this paradise.

Oh and pass!NM being the eldritch horror of this dream. Hes nigh unpredictable. Whatever he says goes. Reading a book to bed, hugs, long, exhausting talks. Anything he wants WILL happen. It doesn't matter how much resistant one has developed. He randomly appears in places, as if theres teleportation. The rooms he's in are always brighter and the shadows hug him tightly.

They are definitely stuck in an world with a little, sad kid with hundreds of issues which they cannot upset at all giggle

im fighting artblock by just drawing the fucking bird man. it works.

I very much am still new to using tumblr and messed up replying to you LMAO, so here's what I wrote as the reply aha. But YES absolutely!!

CW: Dissociation, Body Horror, Lucid Dreaming, generally losing control of your body(please tell me if I missed any, thank you!)

An AU where the MTT + Cross are all trapped within a nightmare, created in part by Pass!NM in a desperate attempt to create a loving, nurturing family, then Corrupted in an effort to survive. All of them aren't in control of themselves, only able l to watch and listen as their bodies move and speak without input from themselves. Someone else is in the drivers seat and the gang is sat in the back, forced to watch as the bad, bad driver continue down the road.

They know this is wrong. Killer being overly emotional, Horror endlessly cooking, Dust talking, and Cross being a big ol' baby. Nothing about this is normal. Especially not the little kid running around.

In the real world they actually lowkey only tolerate each other. Every single one too afraid of Nightmare to try anything in particular. With Killer having been recently replaced and all, it wouldn't bode well to try and cause conflict. But tldr; they have bare minimum tolerance for each other and new Killer is still a complete, negative bubbling mess trying to get their head together. They have basic respect. That does not entail having movie nights or cuddle piles(DEFINITELY not cuddle piles. Eugh Dust barely got enough control of his wheel to escape that night).

Regardless, they can all tell this dream they're in isn't real. Waving to each other each morning with a smile isn't them. And now its up to the four to break free from Nightmare's control and escape from whatever hellish alternative nightmare this is.

Teehee Dream doing enough damage to Nightmare to cause his form to start falling down and, desperately trying to survive, pulling his four subordinates into a horrific nightmare(being a loving family). Making little Passive happy too is key to his survival. Imagine Passive and whatever magic corrupt used is pretty much all Corrupt had left. So now its a tale of making Passive happy, making him eager for the future, and by proxy Corrupt's life. Then Corrupt absorbing all the negative feelings of his subordinates tied like puppet strings. Only ever planning to release them once he's recovered enough to retain his usual physical form. That is.. if they make it to that point.

Imagine that through how much energy Corrupted is draining from his gang they physically cannot keep up with the demand. Corrupted is slowly draining their souls away, taking piece by piece of all the Negativity out. They can only watch as Passive cries and is asking why one of them is dying and want nothing more than to turn away, only able to feel the core of happiness left inside them. They're on a clock to try and escape from this paradise.

Oh and pass!NM being the eldritch horror of this dream. Hes nigh unpredictable. Whatever he says goes. Reading a book to bed, hugs, long, exhausting talks. Anything he wants WILL happen. It doesn't matter how much resistant one has developed. He randomly appears in places, as if theres teleportation. The rooms he's in are always brighter and the shadows hug him tightly.

They are definitely stuck in an world with a little, sad kid with hundreds of issues which they cannot upset at all giggle

fic posting YIPPE

Let's meet up next Sunday! (I promise I’ll be there)

Time had stopped one trillion steps ago. Laugher bubbles from beyond the atmosphere. On the other side of a non-existent mirror. They smile with their eyes, their being touching every segment of the barrier, clacking a head against it softly. A blue moon shimmers back, full of the same old book smell and a parent with a puffed chest speaking of their children. It rumbled, leaving behind echoes of a xylophone and oh, their bright, sun-struck soul could touch the sky. -- OR, in which it's been 166 years since the corruption and deletion of Dreamtale. Nightmare's made a home for himself, Dream's an unstable corrupted creature, and Error has a crippling fear of his mistakes.

Real quick I love Undertale and Hermitcraft but I made a side-blog for tim drake and batman in general because that fixiation is back full force @two-juncture and to learn how side-blogs work fully and keep this blog semi-organized

my epic tribute to the watchers

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. 

The Entity Headcannons P4

LOOK AT IT ITS SO CUTE! ITS GOTTA A HAT

It’s a criminal mastermind. It saw Scar’s antics last season and wanted to take it to the next level. Seeing all that beautiful copper and a free wheel around, it yoinked it. The Entity believes it looks like a bow. Very similar to Scar’s little hat at the start of Season 8. It wants to look pretty. That’ll attract more people, right? ( Adding on to this: Loadstone compass. )

Grian mentions that The Entity stole this part of the Copper wheel. He leaves this relatively unexplained and up to interpretation. So- the entity likes taking things. I’ve mentioned it absorbing items and the world around it+what it touches, could be same here since the Wheel would likely need a strong hold to be held the way it is with its center of weight looking a lot more left heavy, so it should be falling off. But nope, the entity wanted a bow and it got a bow. Maybe it can affect the elements of the world somehow, influence them, or maybe can make inanimate objects, animate. It controls them and can live through them. Hence how the entity very, very slowly nudged an copper wheel onto the top of itself.

Touching more onto the making inanimate objects animate objects with some form of control that is unexplained because Eldritch Rock <3, it helped create the scientific lab next to it through the elements and aiding the previous land owners. Grian was the one to bring it back to life and clean it up once he discovered the entity at the start of season 9, or whenever it started talking to him. Perhaps there is something The Entity wants him to know located within the lab?

It throws little rock dance parties by controlling them. That is all. Is there any reason behind this? No, it’d just be cute. ( And if it appears in the April Fools box sign up that Grian created, all I’m saying is I called it. )

I made a Dream Sans playlist a while back and yeeted one particular song onto it because I thought it fit Dream REALLY well. But I suck at character playlists, so it's been around for 5 months and only has 5 songs, but I checked a week back and saw that someone had saved it LMAO I hadn't shared the playlist link with another person therefore seeing it saved was a big happy jumpscare. I know not who you are but dear random person, my playlist has been upp'ed to approx. SEVEN songs(wooo!!!) Said song I made the entire playlist for btw

(Another song from this Album, Long Throes, also fits Dream. But this one has on its own given me 3 animatic ideas and I named my Molehill Dreamtale AU after it please it's so good)