Happy Priiiiiide to you….
Happy Priiiiide to you….
I know it’s the 30th LMAO happy 5 hours of pride month left guys
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Plus this doodle😛 laundry day >_<
💍Marriage
Hero Generation 6
Palette was so happy to finally start his journey and follow that strange call in his head. It told him how to open portals, which made traveling much easier. He was so excited.
He had overheard the warnings from his granpa “Be careful out there. Don’t step into the wrong AU.”
But the thrill of adventure drowned out the caution in his heart. Every portal he created fascinated him more and more. Every person he met, every sight he saw, was incredible. He absorbed it all like a sponge. With excitement bubbling inside, he opened another portal and stepped through.
The moment his shoe touched the ground, he crumbled. An ice-cold pain shook his bones.
What was that?
So much… too much.
Why did he feel so weak all of a sudden?
Why was he so scared... so terrified?
Why did his bones shake? Why were his eyes crying?
His mind clouded—stormy thoughts fell like raindrops and drowned him. He wanted to leave, but he couldn’t get up. This world was consuming him.
But it wasn’t just his fear.
He wasn’t afraid—was he?
He didn’t know why he would be.
Were those really his feelings?
They had to be… right?
He wanted to be home. Safe with Granpa. Right now. Please.
He needed help.He didn’t think he would ever feel so alone.
He cried for help.But nobody came.*
He couldn’t get up. It was overwhelming—fear, sadness, despair. He screamed, desperate and confused. What was happening? Why was everyone so scared? What was this immense hopelessness—growing like a black hole, swallowing everything... including him?And then that strange spark. Determination? Was that the source of all this fear?
Whoever that was had so much to much in their heart Palette already saw it how this world would die....
He felt like a flame—A candle caught in the middle of a raging storm, about to be snuffed out.He felt like a sailor in a lighthouse, about to be swallowed by a giant tsunami.Like a star, collapsing into nothing in the heat death of the universe.Like a firefly, caught in a vast spider’s web.
So small
So usless
So helpless
So completely alone.
He wanted to help them.He felt the urge to rise to become their hope. He needed to guide them. But he couldn’t.
Not alone
He was too weak.He wasn’t ready.He crumbled again, sinking into the ground.
He asked for help.But nobody came*.
He cried for help.But nobody came.*
He begged for help—Someone heard him.*
A warm light reached him. It blocked out everything else—like a soft blanket wrapped around him, shielding him from the oppressive atmosphere.
"Little one, what are you doing in a place like this? You’re not from here... How did you find yourself in such a terrible place? Let me bring you home, if you can tell me where do you belong?"
Palette finally found the strength to turn toward his savior. The voice was soft and calming. Golden-brown eyes met his gaze eyes that seemed to carry stars in their glow. A wooden crown—or was it a crown? Palette wasn’t sure. A light yellow cape, patterned with suns and stars, billowed gently. Palette didn’t know what to say.
The Omega Timeline?Is was his home?But was it where he belonged was that the same? No! His saviour had asked where he belonged!That wasn’t the same.So, weakly, Palette got to his feet and looked up at the tall skeleton.
"I don’t know where I belong... Can you help me find it?"
The 4 Boys!!!
I wanted to have a consistent way to draw them, so I tried making little designs based on their original looks (Goth mostly stayed the same). (Btw the lights next to them are how i imagin their Magic
Goth =His magic is sharp at first, then warm—like a blanket full of feathers.
Palette's =It feels sparkly and warm, like wonder candles glowing in the dark.
Crescent's =His Magic is like dark, thick clouds with cold flakes drifting through them.
PJ's =Pure chaos—like something that’s both liquid and gas at the same)
A few little notes:
Goth Nekophy
He wears flowers around his wrists to keep his death magic in check. When the flowers die, he knows his magic could hurt others.You can't see it, but there's a Life Tree drawn (by Palette) on the back of Goth’s coat.He’s also the youngest.That’s simply because the other three are the same age, and I thought it was important not to make him the same age too.
Crescent by Lunnar-Chan
His jacket is an old one from Horror. He often wears jackets from other gang members—it makes him feel safe.He's also the tallest of the 4 boys.
Palette by Lasserbatsu
I kind of used The Little Prince as inspiration for him (you totally can’t tell, because it’s just the scarf). (I still work on that one a bit)
PJ by 7goodangel
I just think it looks neat, lol.
Someone watched the Miku movie and then had the urdge to be creative both for Ink and Miku
I wanted to meme before the big day.
Not yet, Brutus.. not yet..
this is what happened right
Inside the Soul Resides The Inner Child. Passive Nightmare Sans Art!
I think if Passive Nightmare Sans somehow got rid of the corruption, he would embrace his inner child and experience everything he read in books that he wanted to go to as a child to heal from trauma.
P:S! I made the kimono not show Passive’s feet because I wanted to give the impression that he didn’t check the size of the kimono before putting it on since he was too excited to experience the places he wanted to be as a child (which is Japan in this one) that he would of not realized it was too big for him. If I made any mistakes on the kimono, let me know 🩵
Passive Nightmare Sans belongs to Jokublog.
Horror: *lifting weights*
Ink: Wow… They’re so intense!
Dream: I wonder what drives them.
Horror, internally: Oh I am going to be SO good at giving hugs.
Please remember that there are aro/aces who enjoy concept of romance only in fiction and like shipping characters or writing smut fanfics but still they wouldn't do that things in real life 🤍🖤💜
On this chapter: Me projecting my gifted kid burnout onto Miles G, skateboarding and crossdressing!