CW: Dissociation, Body Horror, Lucid Dreaming, Derealization, Generally Losing Control Of Your Body(please

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.

After two years I think it's finally time to use my drawing tablet again, because my ipad literally tried to delete everything I drew for this

oh my gosh we're cat twins

I need to see cute pics of cats or I’ll explode

my entry for @thestrongestjewel 's DTIYS !!!

i had SOSO much fun with this piece :3 as a trans guy, it brings me joy and comfort knowing cross is canonly transcoded. seeing the absolute SURGE of trans cross art lately makes my heart so happy 🫶🏳️‍⚧️🏳️‍⚧️ i had to contribute !!!

Cross belongs to @jakei95 💛

To any fic writers who worry they are wasting their time... I read a fic for a relatively small and inactive fandom about three years ago. And there was one specific scene where a character watched another dancing like an idiot to a beyonce song and it was so sweet and loving that even now years later I have that song on one of my spotify playlist so every once in a while it will play and remind me of that fic, and every time it does I smile and feel a little happier.

The stats on a fic will never really tell you if your writing touched someone. There's no numerical way to show you what impact you made. Maybe you are wasting time, or maybe you are writing something that someone will remember for a long time, something that will never fail to make them smile.

Reblog if its ok to spam you with boops

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. )

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!

Nonbinary Dream <333 I love the exploration with them in relation to their life throughout and the journey to understanding. Like- gender? Pfft, whats that? They're still processing the fact that Nightmare is a goopy guy! Gender being put off for years until it all explodes in their face just, one night when they're all alone as most things do for Dream. (Also Dream and Nightmare being lil genderless spiritual creatures)

Ack Ink refers to everyone with they/them pronouns unless told otherwise and this is where it all starts for Dream ^-^ And never having been told otherwise by Dream, those pronouns just stuck around!

I hope y'all see my vision with this one, I use they/them for Dream so often I genuinely forget the fandom regards them as a he/him smh

I’ll see y’all on the otherside cause I ain’t going to be the same person after this.