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Aries from Zodiatale!

(Ps. The gold things behind their heads are just crowns. They arnt attached to them and they are golden rods, not physical parts of their bodies.)

Here's it's head!

Info beneath the cut! (As well as a varient of their information sheet with the original art I made of Aries a couple years ago! Most/all the Zodiatale pple have an older original art piece of them!)

Name: Aries

Gender: Agender

Pronouns: It/She

Orientation: NBLM

Species: ???

Age: ???

Birthday: 04/18 (in universe answer? just what it answered when asked her birthday. Meta answer? Just a bday of someone special to me who is an Aries lmao)

Personality:

Weak

Pushover

Jumpy

Magic Color: Cream

Parents:

???

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Thief Sans attempts to steal one of Ari's pillows

Thief Sans belongs to Catalreadytired

Aries Sans belongs to ChibiGeekie

[itsmyfriendisaac]

♈ March 31st: Brazilian Babe, Diego Sans.

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* hi tumblr (its 1am)

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❤️

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Asks are Open! (Please read our pinned post regarding ask boundaries + more)

Beginning (you are here) -> Next

Art Credits in Order:

@rushin-safire - First panel, Panel with Nightmare, and backshot of Nightmare in end panel

@waxysketchd - Panel with Cross

@kredenakrejn / @kre-utmv-art - Panel with Error

@absurdumsid - Panel with Dust

@dtdrawz - Panel with Killer

@ant1quarian - Panel with Horror

[zu-is-here]

I'm with you in the dark ✧ Happy birthday, Ari!

Axel by @ari-cuno

Aim by me <3

all thanks to @shinechermont for organizing it! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)☆

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Moth Dust!

Silly guy <3

( Reference was used btw!! For the pose and wing appearance :D )

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Max and Akta's masters - San-Ari & Ven. Probably won't be drawing much of them.

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Feelings are hard.

A quick Aim and Axel drabble

Tw: Angst, Post-Partum Depression (implied) , sickness

Axel belongs to me

Aim belongs to @zu-is-here

Anko was just an accident…a fluke. Certainly not an unwanted accident, just a little blip that wasn't planned.

Axel certainly hadn't planned on becoming a parent so soon out of all his siblings, especially his sisters, with their already blooming relationships. He was alone for the most part before this, the girl of his dreams having rejected him and leaving him in the pitiful ‘friendzone’ as they say. He'd never been the best at expressing his feelings to others besides his immediate family. It was hard to ask for help, or to show weakness, especially when so many people relied on him during harsh times his parents were gone.

…and then he found Aim.

Axel had wanted to explore how far he could go in his multiverse, despite the warnings from his mother about straying too far, thinning the borders between their world and those of an entirely different multiverse. Oras had done it before when she met alternate versions of important out codes and even when communicating with the voices, but he was…in search of someone.

His worst fear was he'd be long gone by then, time was strange between worlds afterall. Axel sort of was annoyed by his parents revealing his immortality so late. He'd remembered sensing a little spark so long ago in his childhood that stuck close to his heart for so many years.

Axel searched for what felt like forever, a grassy field before him with a tall, healthy apple tree in front of him. When all hopes seemed lost he hadn't noticed a much larger skeleton looking surprised a few feet away from him.

“...Can I help you?”

Axel laid his head on the soft cushion tiredly, although it did nothing to stop the constant aching sensation in his body.

…no one had told him being a parent could be so scary.

There were never any troubles with Anko. He'd appeared one day, only serving to complicate the relationship between Axel and the couch potato Aim had reserved himself to. He wasn't born by normal means, he'd just appeared one day, a happy little accident that was quickly accepted into the family.

But this was different.

The baby currently curled up in the bed in front of him wailing away hadn't been made like that.

Axel understood Aims' way of affection, he understood and respected that way in which he showed it. There had been a spark one day, and whether they thought of it or not, a decision was made. Axel had wanted more, he'd wanted love, he wanted to be someone worth loving…but also love others that way too.

…

“Shhh…” Axel tried to hush the suffering little girl gently, her soft cries making it hard for him to focus his own thoughts. It was hard being weak for so many months, the vulnerability was foreign to him, even with the support he was shown. And yet…things hadn't been okay.

He was scared, oh so scared. Eve, his beautiful daughter, their beautiful daughter… had been born sick.

She was sick, and they didn't know why. Her body and soul were weak, leaving her vulnerable and frail. Despite his powerful magic and blood…what could have gone wrong?

Axel tried so hard, he tried to give her whatever worked to ease her pain. It had been several weeks since her birth…and it had gotten worse. Nothing was working, she still coughed, cried, and the most he could do was hush her for but a brief moment. He'd left her older brother with his parents for the time being.

It would be scary if Anko saw one of his parents crying.

It made him feel weak and ugly, but the tears streamed down his face as he reached out, holding Eve's little hand with a gentle yet fierce grip. It was hard to resist the urge to make his crying vocal, but he choked back little sobs as he stared down at her. It wasn't fair. She didn't deserve to suffer so young. It was terrifying, he wasn't…wasn't sure how she would feel better- *if* she would feel better-

“...Axel?”

Axel took a deep breath, quickly trying to wipe his tears away and hide the stains left on the blanket below. “A-Aim… ?” He said, silently cursing himself for stuttering like a fool.

Aim was there, orange tinted goggles and the large body of a huggable man. Even through the goggles he could see the concern on the tallers face. “Everything okay? I heard her crying, but…” Aim paused, watching Axel desperately trying to recompose himself.

“...Were you crying-”

He was going to hate himself for this later.

Axel practically fell into the man he loved for most of his life. He buried himself in his taller frame, unable to stop the cries from coming out. He needed this…

Aim was momentarily stunned as Axel sobbed, weeks of pure exhaustion, worry, and fear crashing down on him in an instant.

“I'm sorry…” Axel apologized quietly, trying to calm himself down. “She's not getting better…I don't know what to do…”

There was a heavy silence.

“I'm scared…I can't do this alone…” Axel finally confessed, “...I need you. I want to be more with you…“ he whispered in a slight pleading tone.

“I love you...”

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Sans cake Sanake if you will

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Our new zodiac series of stickers is on our website!

Designed by local San Antonio artist Shelby Criswell

Find them all here.

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u may have the dustard too actually

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Drawing, drawing, drawing

I suck at drawing comics but it's always so rewarding in the end. This is something for my au blog, maybe it'll be ready tomorrow:>

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* cool and warm colored sans', this was mostly me practicing my colouring skills :3

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