Je Vous Montre Mon Dessin De Flowey De Haventale. De Ce Que J'ai Compris, Haventale Est Un AU Où Tous

Zu, it's just perfect. Nuisance's cute little face, his adorable little smile and Cross's smile (my my). It's really beautiful, and it's a real blessing for these two little treasures who deserve to be happy (♡ᵉ̷͈ัॢωᵉ̷͈ัॢ )‧₊°♡

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for this gift, it's just perfect *ଯ( ॢᵕ꒶̮ᵕ)ॢഒ*♡

Have a wonderful night (人-ω-)｡σ.ﾟ｡*･♡Gσσ∂ Nιɢнт♡･*｡ﾟσ｡(-ω-人)

It's Nuisance's birthday （=´∇｀=）

Aim and Post Dark Cream belongs to @zu-is-here

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Howdy,

I come back with a drawing on Dreamtale. This is one of the saddest moments of this story I find, and I drew it😅

Nightmare belong to @jokublog

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Howdy,

Je reviens avec un dessin sur Dreamtale. C'est l'un des moment les plus triste de cette histoire je trouve, et je l'ai dessiné😅

Nightmare appartient à @jokublog

"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" is here (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

Fairyverse belongs to @fairy-verse

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Howdy😊

I did a drawing on Ganz and Papyrus in Gztale

Good day, good night or good night😊

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Howdy😊

J'ai fait un dessin sur Ganz et Papyrus dans Gztale

Voilà bonne journée, bonne soirée ou bonne nuit😊

HorrorDust One-Shot : I don't want to kill you (⁠⊃⁠｡⁠•́⁠‿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)⁠⊃

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Mathi, thank you from the bottom of my heart (⁠✿⁠ ⁠♡ω♡⁠)

They're kissing, they're just kissing and I can't stop smiling ♡o｡(๑๏‿ฺ๏๑)｡o♡

They're so cute and adorable and just perfect (๑ˊ͈ ॢꇴ ˋ͈)〜♡॰ॱ

I love how you've drawn Nuisance, and I'm glad he has someone so lovely and wonderful. My little baby is happy now *ଯ( ॢᵕ꒶̮ᵕ)ॢഒ*♡

I love the fact that he is in Waterfall surrounded by Echo flowers (some will keep little tender words) ٩꒰ಂ❛ ▿❛ಂ꒱۶♡

Thank you so much, your compliments go straight to my heart. You are also a very kind and talented person and I really enjoy talking to you ♡(*´∀｀*)人(*´∀｀*)♡

Happy birthday @egnidres !! ♡

Nuisance — @/egnidres

For the short time we’ve known each other so far it was very fun to listen to your thoughts about them, and I hope there’ll be more moments with these little cuties later on. You’re a very talented and kindhearted person, and I wish you lots of healthy, successful and joyful years to come (>3<) <33

Error needs to calm down and learn how to talk to a child. It's great that Killer has learned a few tricks to defend himself from Aim (⁎˃ᆺ˂)

I wonder if the black spot is the corruption that appears or if it's because of Error's threads? And if it's corruption, wouldn't using his "emotional rewriting" power simply give him some control (´ε｀ )

I can't wait to see what you have in mind о(ж＞▽＜)ｙ ☆

The Error in Aim - Chapter three

Ya'll like this series? Hmmmm... I want to point out that I usually write with an outline and a set goal in mind. This series? I'm just winging it. Heck, I don't got anything planned out for the ending. I'm just seeing where this goes. Go check out the two people who inspired this series: @egnidres and @zu-is-here! Prologue + Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Whew... Here we go...

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"I thought you said we were going to stay by my house," Aim inquired, shoving two knives in their scabbards on his body. "And why are we leaving at night-"

"I l-l-lied," Error shrugged, walking away from the house. "I d-don't think your p-parent would h-have agreed i-if I told y-you my real p-plans."

Aim stopped, shutting the door behind him. He didn't want to wake Dream, Nightmare, or Killer. But why did Error want to go at night? He was being so secretive about it. Aim knew he shouldn't trust strangers, but he also knew to not go back on his word.

His SOUL jolted.

Error didn't turn around fully to address the child. "A-Are y-you coming, boy?"

His thoughts raced. Run run run. Run run run. Run run-

Aim nodded and bounded after the destroyer, who rolled his eyes and continued walking forward, his hands pinned behind his back.

Aim caught up with Error and slowed to his pace, looking up at him. Error wasn't super tall but noticeably taller than Aim's family. The stripes on his face glowed. And his eyes... His eyes told millions of stories.

Aim didn't know how he could tell that the destroyer was not only angry but many memories were flashing across his mind. He could sense he was reliving some of his life. His emotions exposed that. Aim watched as millions of fights, deaths, and cries that everyone else would never hear crossed Error's mind...

But what Aim found interesting as he inspected Error's face was the feeling of sorrow. It was as if the destroyer, as immature, irresponsible, and psychotic as he acted, was mature deep down. He held so much pain in his SOUL and hid it from the rest of the multiverse.

Aim pondered this momentarily as the two continued to wander into the dark of night. Why would he feel such sorrowful remorse if he did what he was made to do? Nightmare had called Error a killer without remorse and without guilt. That he hadn't stopped killing. Maybe Error knew that he felt remorse but chose to hide it. But what was it about? Was it from the regret of his murderous habits?

Or something far from his forgotten past?

Error glanced at Aim, scowling. "S-Stop looking a-at me l-like that!" He snapped, speeding up.

And in an instant, the pain in his SOUL glitched away.

Aim sped up to keep up with Error. He didn't know the destroyer walked so fast. He thought it would be faster to teleport, but Error didn't seem interested. Error repeatedly backed away if Aim came too close until he told Aim to never touch him. It was hard for Aim to not pull him out of the way of objects; Error frequently ran into trees. He figured the destroyer couldn't see well, but he made no comment about it.

Aim skidded to a halt before he ran into Error, who had abruptly stopped in the middle of the path. He glanced behind him, to his left, then to his right. The stars shimmered in glory as they covered up the awkward silence.

Aim tilted his head in confusion. "What are we-"

He cut himself off as the destroyer stretched out his hand. The tips of his fingers opened a glitched portal. He looked behind him again before stepping into the white abyss, signaling Aim to follow him.

The moment Aim stepped into the portal, he started to feel sick. His code felt off and weird as he looked around. He was surrounded by white and couldn't make out any dimensions of the place. "What is this place?"

"The Anti-Void, i-i-idiot." Error snapped, closing the portal.

Aim started to look around. However, he didn't have time to observe the rest of his surroundings as he heard a gaster blaster charge up.

Aim rolled out of the way as it fired in his path, burning the ground. He panicked, glancing around at who had just attacked him before his eyes rested on the destroyer.

The blaster belonged to him.

Dream's worries suddenly returned to Aim's mind. He almost died and was now trapped in a place where his loved ones would never find him. Had he made a mistake? Had we walked into his death? "What the heck?!" Aim shouted. "What was that for?!"

"L-L-Lesson number o-one," Error narrowed his eyes, hating the child's attitude. "N-Never l-let your g-guard down. I-Ink is n-not going to c-come when you're p-prepared! Y-You must a-always be r-ready!"

Oh. So this was his way of training... Aim sighed. He had a feeling this would be normal throughout their time together. "But-"

Three more gaster blasters fired up, snapping Aim back into reality.

"I-I hope you're r-ready, anamonly #241," Error cackled, pulling out strings from his eyes. "Let's see i-i-if you'll die l-like the rest of e-em!"

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"F-F-Faster!"

Aim barely ducked out of the way from another gaster blaster. His chest heaved in rapid breaths as his soul raced. He held two knives in his hands before he rolled out of the way of another attack. He was tired. He felt weak.

He felt something awakening.

"Tha-a-at's enough," The destroyer narrowed his eyes at the child, dismissing the blasters and untangling the strings around his hands. He looked down at his fingers, cursing as the strings again tangled into a knot.

Aim collapsed on the ground, exhausted. He had always brawled with Killer occasionally, but this was much worse. He had never felt so exhausted and barely escaped the practice attacks with his life.

Not that Error would care if he died in the process, anyway.

How was he going to beat Ink? The painter was much more skilled than these silly practice attacks. Aim did have patience due to everything that happened at his home taking forever since Cross' death. But how long would it last? Surely he didn't have to train for the rest of his life...

Right?

"I-I-It seems that k-k-knives aren't your fi-i-ighting style," Error stated, throwing the strings on the ground in a fit since they wouldn't untangle. "T-T-Try your mag-gic."

Aim stood up, his knees buckling and his legs shaking. He didn't know how to explain to Error that he had never used magic besides his emotionally manipulative power. He had faint memories of Cross using bones and blasters, but he was never able to. Or, he had never tried.

He wondered if he got Cross' or Dream's powers. Would he be able to use bones and blasters like his father before him, or would he use the positive bow and swords like his living dad? Surely he inherited some power from Dream, as he could manipulate emotion.

But how much did he inherit from Dream?

"A-A-Are you deaf, c-ch-child? I comma-a-anded you to d-do something!" Error snapped, pulling new strings from his eyes. "U-U-se your m-magic."

"I wasn't taught how, sir," Aim replied, hating that his tongue had betrayed him. "I've been protected from all forms of magic ever since... Ever since the incident."

Error smacked his head, cursing once more. "Dream y-y-you're such a-an idiot!" He murmured before turning toward the child. "The b-best way to p-p-protect you is t-to teach you t-to fight!"

"Killer taught me some things... In secret..." Aim objected.

"T-That explains t-the knife sssssskills," Error shook his head, glitching in and out again. "B-B-But they d-don't seem t-to be y-your thing..."

The Anti-Void outlined Error's dark features. Aim took a moment to observe the blue strings that hung from the non-existent ceiling. Most of them were just in loops, but some were strung down from the decor, holding various hearts fast.

Various SOULs.

Aim shivered, grabbing his chest. Many of the SOULs hanging from the blue strings were white, but some of them had human colors. There were blue, yellow, purple, red...

Fear struck Aim's SOUL again, but he removed it with power. The Destroyer was a quick and clever killer. Aim thought he was beginning to understand his father's worries, but his reckless wishes forced him to forget the worries once more.

He needed to do this for Cross.

To kill Ink.

Aim glanced back at Error. He had the look on his face that he had just yelled something but cut himself off. Aim froze; he didn't want to piss off the destroyer any more than he already had. However, in Aim's favor, the destroyer always seemed angry. He removed his worries away once more with his power.

"That!" Error suddenly pointed at Aim, walking towards him.

The child's eyes widened, confused. He stood in place as his breath quickened. How many times did he have to remove his fear? Error was really good at keeping the fear inside him. Or reinstalling it... Aim couldn't figure out which one it was.

"Y-Y-You just did i-it aga-ain," Error snapped. "Y-Your eye shined o-orange. You're u-using magic, what k-kind?"

Aim knew he would have to answer him, but everything in him hesitated. Would Error want him for his power too? He was always told to keep it a secret, even before his dad's death.

"I have the power to manipulate emotions," Aim answered. "I was removing some distracting ones from myself."

There was a moment of silence before Error broke into a burst of psychotic laughter. He held his face as he bent over, continuing to laugh.

Aim backed up slightly, concerned. He wasn't sure what to do.

"No w-w-w-wonder Ink wants you!" He cackled. "Impressive, y-you must've inherited D-Dream's powers."

Aim nodded slowly, coming to the same conclusion.

Error wiped his eyes, smiling with his bright yellow teeth. "That's h-hilarious..." he shook his head. "I-I'll train you m-more later... That's too-" he laughed again, sighing and smiling to himself.

As soon as the smile came, it faded. Aim could tell he was thinking hard. Error walked up to Aim and pulled a single string from his eye, snapping it and giving it to Aim. "P-P-Pull this i-if you n-need me," Error shrugged. "This i-is how you'll c-communicate with m-me. Go home, I'll t-t-train you agaaaaain soon."

"Wait, that's it?" Aim asked. "No training. You just fought me! What about-"

He was cut off when his SOUL was yanked out of his chest. It was painful, and Aim widened his eyes as Error pulled his SOUL closer to him with his strings. He smiled wickedly. "I-I make the rules h-here, you o-obey me, b-boy. Now g-go home."

Before Aim could reply, the entire Anti-Void wrapped around him, disappearing. He was back at his house, on his couch. Aim glanced around, looking for Error, but he was nowhere to be seen, but his SOUL floated in front of him. It had a strange black spot on it, but he ignored it as he pressed it back into his body.

It was nothing like he had ever experienced. He was excited after shooing away the fear and confusion with Error's character. His first training was done, and he had survived! He could prove to his parents that they had nothing to fear.

He hoped...

Love or Betrayal first chapter is here : Fall (Fool) in Love ヘ(￣ω￣ヘ)

Cover by @zu-is-here

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Love or Betrayal chapter 10 is here : Miss Blaster (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

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