Aumbrictsuniwave - Hot-Pink Tsunami

Seven Deadly Skeletons (my wip bad sanses dating sim) does have a discord server that I plan to reopen to yall but im gonna wait until i get a good amount posted here and some more feedback/audience before i release the link again

so stay tuned if you wanna join the community and get cool sneak peeks in the development and talk to me and other cool people WOOHOO

if you wanna help get it out faster you should totally repost my stuff and share it around so we can revive this project again that would be so cool of you oOoo you know you want to🌀🌀🌀

do most people on mobile tumblr know you can hold down the reblog button to fast reblog a post to your blog? you know you can reblog things with one click right? please please reblog things if you enjoy them, lack of exposure is killing content creators on this site 

[VOID]!ALPHATALE ALPHATALE: REIMAGINED

Original Work by @vibeless15

Reimagined by CrystalVA

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Chapter 7: Try Something New

William woke up in his bed, it's his birthday again. "Adam's asleep... Guess I'm up early..." William rubbed his eyes and stretched, "Did you sleep well, blue prince?" William looked down to see the ghost flower on his bed, "Hey there, you scared me for a second..." William stood up and quietly put his jacket on, making sure not to wake Adam, "Well, how much do you remember?' the flower asked curiously, "I remember everything a lot clearer this time... Normally, I only remember it like a dream, but now everything is so clear. It's weird..." William sighed, hoping the conversation was done so he could move on and just live out his birthday normally. "You are aware that many more [RESETS]s have happened than just what you remember, correct?" The flower looked on curiously, "Astral Mother made sure I knew... One of her little experiments was testing and training [RESET] awareness... I'm pretty sure I'm the only one between me and my brothers who even somewhat remembered anything..." William looked down, sadness filling his expression, "hm... Well, I do hope you don't think everything will be fine after this. Your mother is very upset about her Genocide run." The flower said as it began disappearing, "Don't call her my mother. She lost that title long ago." William said sternly. "Of course, my apologies. I'll see you around, blue prince." The flower fully vanished.

Adam woke up a few moments later, "Oh shit- you're up early!?" Adam got up, excited he didn't have to wait to dig into the cake Quenya had prepared overnight. The morning went mostly as it did before, only noticeable difference being William's tiredness and the lack of a need to wake him up. "Hey, Will! You good? Ya look dead." Adam said as he stuffed his face with the last bit of cake on his plate, "W-what? Oh! Yeah... I'm just really tired, I'm fine." William shot up from his slouching position, "Anyway... We got any plans for the day?" William turned to Quenya, who had finished washing the dishes and rounding up the Temmies, "Hm? Well... Yes actually!" Quenya excitedly stepped towards the table where Adam and William were sitting.

Quenya revealed the tickets for the ARA Resort, which William tried to act surprised about. Everyone got ready as they did the first time around, and left for their day out. This time around, the three got to enjoy a wonderful show from Aurora without so much as seeing Astral Mother or Frisk. The next day started similarly, with William surprising Adam by being awake before him and the two going downstairs for a meal, normal breakfast instead of cake this time, much to Adams disappointment.

"Now that you're stuck here eating... I've heard you two are failing gym. Somehow I don't think it's because you're not 'fit' enough for it. What's going on?" Quenya leaned forward, starring William and Adam directly in the eyes, "Hey! It's not our fault they don't like us just because we're 'royalty'!" Adam was clearly upset, and William was trying to pretend he wasn't skipping classes. "That's why you impress them so much they can't fail you!" Quenya dramatically flexed as she shouted, "Mom... You bent your fork..." William pointed at the fork in Quenya's hand, "Ah! Shit! Whoops..." Quenya tossed the fork in the trashcan and grabbed a new one to finish her breakfast. Once the three finished breakfast, Quenya hurried William and Adam out of the house to be on their way to school.

The two walked towards the school, with Adam far in the lead. Adam reached a turn, where they saw Ares, Jacob, Chara, Delios, and Frisk all standing together, "Oh? HEY GUYS!" Adam shouted as he sped up even farther ahead of William, who started slightly speeding up. Adam ran up and aggressively hugged Ares, "Hey, watch out for the book!" Ares shouted, causing Adam to shift to a side hug, "Thank you." Ares said as he returned the hug. Adam looked up at Jacob, who had bandages on his head and arms "You look great today..." Adam said, patting Jacob on the back, "T-thank you..." Jacob said before looking towards Delios, who shot him a nasty look. "Sooo... What're you guys doing here?" Adam asked, "Chara said he had some news to tell everyone." Delios answered. Frisk ignored everything while leaning on a brick fence.

Finally, William rounded the corner and saw everyone. Chara noticed William and quickly ran and hugged him tightly, "...You did it..." Chara whispered, "Heh... I sure did..." William softly chuckled. "Now... What I wanted to tell everyone is... Me and Will are dating!" Chara excitedly announced, to which Delios and Frisk just walked away, "Sorry, but that's not all too surprising." Delios said before he disappeared behind a corner. Adam lightly smiled, "Can't disagree with Del on that... But I'm happy for ya anyway!" Adam said before giving Jacob a soft hug and continuing on his way to school with Ares while Jacob walked back to the castle. "W-what just happened?" William asked, stunned by the situation, "An announcement no one cared about, that's what." Chara answered, unaffected by the situation. "Huh... I guess that's that? It's 'official' now?" William asked as he started back on his way to school, "Yep! Sure is. You earned it after the last timeline." The two embraced each other for a moment before going their separate ways for the day.

A Few Hours Later...

William took a detour to the garbage dump near Waterfall City, where he let himself drift down stream on top of a pile of garbage and think. Now that him a Chara were actually a couple, he felt like he needed to think about a lot of things in involving being in a relationship, like his schedule and places to bring Chara. Like a waterfall. "A waterfall would be nice... Wait... OH FUCK!" William shouted as he fell down a pit deeper into the underground, "Ow... I definitely sprained something...." William said as he rubbed his right shoulder, "Ugh... Where the fuck am I?" William looked around, seeing nothing of interest other than a lone training dummy placed on top of a small pile of trash, "hm? That's... Odd..." William thought as he grabbed a metal rod and poked the dummy. "HEY! Do you just poke random people trying to sleep!?" The dummy erupted in anger, "Uh... Sorry, I didn't realize you were... y'know... alive. My bad." William apologized as he tossed the metal rod to the side, "Damn right it is! Now you're gonna sit here and listen to me complain about life as punishment!" The dummy shouted, with complete seriousness. "Do you... need someone to talk to? If you're lonely just say so, I'll listen for a bit." William said as he sat on an old crate that was barely held together. "W-what...? Really?" The dummy instantly softened, "I-I... Ok..." The dummy tried to put its aggressive mask back on, but realized it would be useless.

The dummy shared a lot, but Astral Mother was the primary reason for the dummies anger, and why it was stuck down there. "THAT BITCH TRICKED ME! She said I'd get a new body for my ghostly form, but failed to mention it was just to be a more realistic training dummy! The audacity! The audacity! Obviously, I wasn't gonna LET myself be cut and beat! So she threw me down here! THE AUDACITY!" The dummy continued shouting about the audacity of the situation as William silently looked at his muddy reflection on the dirty water. "RAH! SHE DESERVES DEATH! Wouldn't you agree!?" William stood up and smiled at the dummy, "She really does... Sad she's nigh untouchable..." William whispered as he teleported just outside of Snowdin and walked home. "She really does..." William reflected on his time with the dummy all evening.

During all of this, Frisk, Delios, and Ares were forced to listen to Jacob's screams as he was experimented on by Astral Mother. "So annoying..." Frisk groaned as he sat on a chair near the corner of the main room in the castle. "Shut up." Delios stood in front of Frisk, anger filling his eyes. "Since when did you care about any of these rats? I thought you couldn't care less, as long as they were useful." Frisk thought back to the previous timeline where Delios had been more affectionate. "Honestly... I couldn't tell you, but I don't care. Shut up." Delios said, stemming like he's mixing his "normal" personality with the more kind personality he experienced in the previous timeline. "... How strange, I don't seem to give a shit." Frisk said before shutting his eyes to take a nap, "You brat!" Delios shouted as he summoned his massive hammer and prepared to crush Frisk, but was stopped as Ares jumped in front of him, "Stop! If you're gonna fight someone, fight the actual problem!" Ares shouted as he looked towards the entrance to the secret lab. "She's why any of this is going on at all..." Ares sighed as he picked up his book he left on the ground, away from Delios's hammer.

2 Years Later...

William fell asleep on the couch the night before. He woke up to the pleasant sound of embers hopping around the fireplace. "Things are so... peaceful. I really thought everything was just gonna go to shit again... but... I can't feel safe with her in charge... No one can. She's up to something... I know it." William thought to himself as he slowly got up and made his way to the back of the house. Quenya was training in the backyard, striking the dummy with massive amounts of anger in every strike. "Hey, mom! I have a question!" William shouted, causing Quenya to stop, "*huff* *huff* Yeah? *huff* What is it Will?" Quenya grabbed a towel on the backyard fence and wiped some sweat from her forehead, "If I were to plan to kill the Astral Mother... Would you help me?" William asked, bluntly and with complete sincerity.

"WHAT!? ARE YOU INSANE!? HOW CAN YOU SUGGEST THAT!?" Quenya grabbed William by his shoulders and yelled. "Well- If we just make a plan, I really think we can do it!" William released himself from Quenya's grasp, "WILL! She has a leash on EVERYONE! She has greater power than I could even imagine! And... She has an even stronger leash on me... and I'd rather die than risk hurting any of you... Please, we can survive like this..." Quenya's voice became softer and quieter. "Mom... What'd you mean? What did she do to you!?" William realized just how little he knew about his moms life before him and Adam showed up. "William... let's go inside... Adam deserves to know what I'm about to tell you..." Quenya relaxed her body, walked inside with William, and told him to take a seat on the couch before going to grab Adam.

Quenya returned a minute or so later with Adam shortly behind. Quenya began explaining what prompted the sudden family meeting, William's question. "Will!? You wanna go that far!?" Adam agrees with the sentiment, but wouldn't go as far to suggest assassination. "As if she doesn't deserve it..." William mumbled. "Now... Onto why we're actually here. I need to tell you two something..." Quenya started explaining how Astral Mother created her all those years ago in the Great War of Human and Monsters. "Why does that mean anything!? Are you sentimental towards her just because she made you!? Is that why!?" William was more confused than anything. Was it really just because of sappy sentimental reasons that Quenya couldn't even consider this? "No! If you let me finish, you'll understand!" Quenya raised her voice and quieted William. "I... have a chip, of sorts... it gives her complete control over me anytime she pleases... It would... explode if we tried to take it out. I want nothing to do with you two dying... Especially if it's by my hands..." Quenya slowly explained as tears formed in her eyes, "Just let us live quietly... Everything has been so peaceful recently..." The tears in Quenya's eyes began falling, "Mom... We all know it won't last... Plus... I know something you don't..." William got up and hugged Quenya with Adam joining the hug, "W-what? What do you know?" Quenya stared curiously at William, "A lot..." William sat down and began attempting to explain everything about [RESET]s and everything they've forgotten.

"Wh-what? None of that makes sense... But, those stories... They feel... so familiar..." Quenya started shaking with fear. "That... That... THAT HEARTLESS BITCH!" Or... maybe rage. Adam shot up from the couch, "William... How can I help?" Adam still felt hesitant about killing, but he knew if anyone deserved it, it was Astral Mother. "Before anything, I have to figure out how to deactivate the bomb in Mom's neck..." William walked over to Quenya, "Where's the chip?" William asked, "it's in the nape of my neck, do what you need to get it out so I can kill that bitch!" Quenya was fired up. William began feeling around the back of Quenya's neck, seeing if the chip was deep or surface level. "Of course... It's too deep to feel... I assume I won't be able to expose the chip without it exploding... I gotta think about this..." William sat down and closed his eyes for a moment to think. "Mind if we help?" Said a voice from near the front door. "Who- Ares!? Delios!? What're you-" Adam reacted to them first, "Calm down... I came by to visit, and brought Dell with me. We heard what you were talking about... We wanna help." Ares approached William. "I can help disarm the chip. Grab my hand Will." Ares reached his hand out, which glowed a purple color.

William grabbed Ares's hand. He almost instantly felt different. He could see through things! He could see Quenya's skeleton, and the chip. "X-Ray vision!? How the hell did you figure that out!?" William was shocked. He had no idea purple magic could do something like this. Normally purple magic was virtually only used for defensive purposes. Ares didn't respond, he looked at William's chest with a look of worry before quickly letting go of William's hand. "W-What was that? What'd ya see?" William didn't get a chance to look down and know. "It's nothing to worry about... I think the magic was just messing with my head..." Ares was terrible at lying. "Ugh... I'm not gonna stop thinking about that... Whatever! I think I can deal with the chip..." William ran to the kitchen and grabbed an apple to show what he was planning. "Ares, can you make it so I can see the seeds of the apple?" William reached his hand out, "uh... Yeah, sure." Ares grabbed William's hand again. This time, the vision wasn't quite as strong, but enough to see the seeds. "Ok.. if I just..." William got close to the apple and hovered his hand over it, glowing with his blue magic, slowly moving his fingers. Within a few seconds, William phased all the seeds out of the apple, separated into their basic pieces. "Amazing..." Everyone said out loud, "I am so glad that worked... Ok mom, lean your head down." William said as he finished repeating the process to all the seeds is the apple. "Alright... Let's get this over with..." William said as he held Ares's hand and hovered his free hand over Quenya's neck. "Ok... Disable the explosive and bring the pieces out... easy..." William thought to himself as beads of sweat formed on his forehead.

After a few minutes of very careful handling, the chip was slowly phased through Quenya's neck in hundreds of its separate pieces. "Hooooo... Thank everything..." William said before he collapsed onto the floor, exhausted because of such precise use of his magic.

An hour or so later, William woke up on the couch surrounded by Quenya, Adam, Ares, and Delios. "Jeez..." William slowly got up, "Finally, now we can move on to the next step, getting enough people on board..." Ares said, instantly getting to thinking, "Actually... About that. How'd you get... him... to help?" William asked, pointing to Delios, "Ah, of course. I made him aware of Astral Mother's brainwashing. That wasn't too hard once I found out what method she was using." Ares said casually, "Wh-what? How the hell- nope. Just gonna stop here and accept it. You'll turn this into a college lecture on brainwashing if I ask." William said as he relaxed into the couch, "...Fair enough. Now, onto recruitment. We have, Me, William, Adam, Quenya, and Delios. Jacob and Chara shouldn't be difficult to get on board. Frisk could be an issue... He's far deeper under Astral Mother's influence than Delios was. Muffet could be good to get on board, she already leads riots against Astral Mother, so that's a pretty clear ally."

"OK! You're starting to ramble. Let me handle our assistance." William interrupted confidently, "...I suppose you are a better person to talk to people than me." Ares settled his thoughts. "Although, I will need your help with Frisk!" William requested as Ares and Delios left back to the castle for the night. "Leave it to me!" Ares shouted before fading out of view.

END OF CHAPTER 7

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@elizakai yaaa hhem3jjwsnjsi yippeee I did it :D

Went an odd direction with this one but that's how I like goin' 'bout my dtiys(eeven tho I don't really like how it turned out-)

You can barely call these moths tho*squints* they're erm buttermothings😼 the top one looks like a moth though bc I actually used a reference sighs

The more I look at it the worse it gets so I'll just get to posting-

Erm also this this made me pull out my tarot cards again after.. like almost a year :3 XVIII-The Moon(upright) sighsss I lob my tarot cards💞

It’s sad how much of what is taught in school is useless to over 99% of the population.

There are literally math concepts taught in high school and middle school that are only used in extremely specialized fields or that are even so outdated they aren’t used anymore!

I'm just gonna have this as helpful notes- I would love to draw taurs-

SHAKES YOU how do you draw taurs. i need help i genuinley cant wrap my head around the anatomy of it. optionally i need help with fat taurs but any kind of taur is okay

Ooh, I love these sorta questions!!!

So there are two main things folks usually struggle with when it comes to drawing taurs as a whole. 1, they struggle with quadrupedal anatomy and 2. connecting the humanoid upper body to the quadrupedal lower body. Obviously there's no shame in either of these things, drawing four legged animals, especially if you're more used to the anatomical structure of something more humanoid is quite tough! And finding the sweet spot where humanoid and quadruped meet to make a taur is a bit of a struggle for folks who're still figuring it out.

So! The first thing you wanna do really is just familiarize yourself with quadrupedal anatomy. Look at the skeleton of the creature you're trying to taur and see how things like their limbs bend differently or how they're just differently naturally posed as compared to someone who walks upright.

This is a very simplified skeleton of a cat, but you can pretty immediately see how differently everything bends. And I'm not saying it's something you have to perfectly master to know how to draw a taur (especially when you get to drawing fat taurs), but i highly recommend becoming familiar with how a quadrupedal body is structured, the silhouette of most animals is quite misleading! And absolutely use reference!

Heck, our first go at drawing taur Riley was super heavily referenced (I'll even share the ref image if anyone is interested!), and this still came out real jank. Practice makes perfect!

As for connecting the upper body to the lower body, this is a little more subjective and up to you, but I'll lay out some general guidelines.

Generally speaking, you wanna put the humanoid torso where the base of the neck is, the front of the torso kinda merging with the rest of the taur body just after the tummy, basically just before the crotch starts.

As for the back, you're gonna want to shoot for just shy of where the butt starts, waist having curved back outwards. It gets a little awkward if you go higher or lower than that. And obviously, you wanna make sure the torso is firmly planted in the center of where the neck should be, ehehe.

That's pretty much the basics though! As always, i recommend looking at how your favorite taur artists draw the creatures and studying off of that! Familiarize yourself with quadrupedal anatomy, and use reference!! You will absolutely get it down with time. I will absolutely cover fat taurs if there's interest in it, and ofc, lemme know if there's anything I missed or need to go over! I hope this helps!

I'm debating on posting a wiki about a Sans Au I created. It's the only wiki I have rn on any of my Sanses. I'll probably come back and link it here sometime. Which means I have to check Amino again. I find myself not very active on it, but I may use it to create wikis. I'll probably end up moving the wiki over here- and just post it, maybe info dump too.

Hello! This is not a question but- I feel like you should take some time to just relax and get your stuff together, I know is easy to say than do. but as long as you feel like you need to share something there might always be someone that would listen to what you want and have to say, like when you vent through posts, people will read it, and be there, and sometimes just leave you a like, but like, is good for you that you do that, it takes a little pressure off your mind when you share stuff like that, knowing that someone saw it and read of it, like listening, even if is through a screen. Idk where I'm trying to go here but I just wanted to let you know that there's your followers that do care about what you have to say and share, that's literally why they're here, Why we are here for. just please remember to take your time, if there's something you must do first before posting or working on what you want to do, do that first so then you have free time to work on what you like. And remember to take care of yourself, put your stuff together, take a deep breath, drink water, a little rest from everything. Love you, buddy.

Too much kindness I don’t deserve

It’s weird thinking people actually read my posts- i usually don’t think they do and I just put it out there for no reason. But it’s nice.

I genuinely do wish I could just share everything I’ve been through (wow very internet safe). But I’m really scared of people saying it’s unbelievable and way too much to be real. So I just put my trauma in all my characters- one traumatic experience per character each makes it believable. And the idea people will like my characters and believe the characters feels authentic enough for me ig.

But aside from that, knowing people like you care about whatever I say is validating to me. Thank you. My biggest fear is people not caring or believing me.

Week 8 - Waking Up Dead

Creator: me :)

word count: 478

notes: Implied character death.

Basically, sometimes Cross has dreams that he’s living in a past timeline, and wakes up after he died in that timeline, and he’s unsure of his reality for a moment.

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He gasped, sitting up straight as he started at the empty training room.

He remembered taking a seat, just for a rest, but he must have fallen asleep.

“Damn it,” Cross groaned, trying to stand up. “I forgot to stretch.” He was sore. 

But that was just a distraction. A distraction from the countless lives he just witnessed. Memories he didn’t experience. Times he never lived. Moments he never saw. 

Deaths he never really felt.

How many timelines were there? At least ten… right?

Each time… he was overwritten. Sometimes painlessly, suddenly, without his knowledge. Other times though… not so much.

He was not hurt. He didn’t feel pain, but dream-Cross didn’t know that. Dream-Cross felt that pain. Felt that fear. Saw the blood. Witnessed the death. Faded into nothing. 

Even when he woke up, completely physically fine, everything within him was screaming something was wrong. Something wasn’t functioning. Something shouldn’t be.

He shouldn’t be alive

He just died.

Or at least… that’s what he thought.

But looking around, trying to remember his techniques, the more he saw that wasn’t true.

The training dummies, the powered off lights, his own hands, the windows leading to the rising sun, his daggers tossed away on either side of him.

His light weight training clothes, the training room floor beneath him, the cold concrete wall behind him, his soul beating in his own chest.

Pots and pans clanging in the distance. Killer’s loud voice occupying it. The sound of his own breathing.

The reminisce of dirt and dust lingering in the air, faint hints of breakfast wafting in.

Blood.

He could taste blood in his mouth.

Wait….

No he didn’t.

That was morning breath. 

He needed to wash up, a new day had started already.

Cross sat there a moment more, replaying what he thought was reality, over and over again in his mind.

He was dying. He did die. Didn’t he? Countless times. Over and over. Timeline after timeline.

Those were him dying.

He wasn’t just dreaming. He was remembering.

He did die. He has died. He was dead.

But… then how could he see the training room get flooded with light so easily as the sun peeked over the horizon. Feel the dirt between his fingers as he was reminded it was chore-day today. Nightmare walking downstairs to the kitchen in the old, creaky castle. The reminder of the old fluff that he tore out of the dummies last night. A reminder he went to sleep last night. 

And he woke up again this morning.

He wasn’t dead.

He was alive.

He was living.

And he had to live today.

He groaned, getting up, sore all over. He steadied himself in the wall and dissipated his daggers. 

He gave another deep breath, before he walked.

Walked away, out of the training room, and into his life.

He was alive.

Small Vent about Art Progression

Man. It’s really strange seeing Highschool and even Middle School artists be so GOOD at art.

I’ve spent YEARS, basically all my life, drawing. Not everyday and not every year, mind you, but enough to where I don’t understand how well some people can draw so well at such an early age.

I’m not angry or upset about it. I actually really admire young artists and hope they excel!!!

I’m more puzzled than anything… Like- how the hell did they do it. Ya know? I drew almost everyday in highschool. I drew backgrounds and characters, and pushed my limits (I thought), but my drawing skills were and still are very slow to implement.

And the thing is I KNOW i work slower than most. It’s been like this all my life, even with tests and homework. But dang does the feeling still feel awkward.

It’s not like I’m obsessed with comparing my art. I don’t do that. I’m very glad I don’t.

It’s a subconscious stress, from noticing others have an easier time drawing than I do. Even if we enjoy it the same.

Eh. Anyways feel free to add you own stresses about art to vent. I’m doing fine mentally!!! Just confused tbh.