#echo flower!sans x void!sans

[fantasblog]

Have some echo flower!sans and echoid "voice"

and i drew grown-up echoid "voice"

Credit and belongs:

-Echo flower!sans belongs to @hheisa /heisamazo/heisaOwO/heisauwu (sorry u ping qwq)(

-Echoid "voice" (echo flower!sans x void sans shipchild/fanchild)(design by hheisa and grown-up clothes by me) belongs to me

Art by me

*dies*

[whataphantasia]

oog i keep forgetting to post here,,, i did a really big oc x canon promptlist on my alt twitter acc like, last year, and i like the stuff i did for it so im posting it here :3

day 1: dancing

needed to draw this for the fic where they dance at prom and a destroyed universe respectively ^_^

day 2: stargazing. the thumbnail image at the top :D

day 3: phone call

day 4: (not so) sneaky glances

ely sits inbetween these two in class. they have to deal with them staring daggers at each other. very stressful sorry ely </3 here's the doodle from like 2019 that made me wanna draw this

also like there's this moment in the fic where eadr is watching mysterious mysteries together and..... HSHSBDHSHDGDHDHS

day 5: "i'm proud of you"

THESE TWO NEED VALIDATION SO BAD RAGHHH don't @ me about the lighting on zim IK ITS REVERSED,,,

day 6: music/playlist. i didn't make any art for this but i did show off my playlists for zaeadr :D i will not elaborate here bc I Don't Feel Like It.

day 7: whispers

this is actually a redraw... :3c specieswap eadr! so cute :)

day 8: closeness

ok i didnt actually make any new art for this i just posted two old ones from 2021 LOL

day 9: protectiveness (CW blood)

dib and zim r dangerous to have as love interests come on ely 😔

day 10: "how was your day" (CW blood as well)

ely needs to tell him to stop tracking blood into the house.....

day 11: one wish

WOW something NOT ely related?! anyways ana and ad's whole love arc is kinda like... they both have responsibilities and unrequited feelings. moreso than my other oc x canon pairings. i think them a lot

day 12: matching accessories

cove jumpscare. IDK I WAS THINKING ABOUT THE MATCHING KEYCHAINS HE BUYS FOR MC... this is reiner btw i was playing as xim in my like 3rd playthrough >_< xe's fond of spoiling him with gifts, more than my other mcs...

day 13: nightmare

it took me 13 days to break and make sans x shelby art SJWKDJWJ anyway. shelby doesn't meet him pre-corruption but whatever i think they're cute

day 14: makeup

I HATE THIS DRAWING RAAAA but ely likes asking to do his nails ^_^ even tho theyre terrible at it but he doesnt mind :3c

day 15: "you are my happiness"

ok uhh my bad this isn't oc x canon LOL. but... erfi and ana... have a lot of angst like halfway/early in their arc bc erfi sees her as a beacon of light/savior, especially due to her current relationship with the ppl in her life.................... they get better dw!!! ad goes through a similar arc so i think that was how i tied it into the oc x canon promptlist LMAO

day 16: indirect kiss

SODA BOTTLE... IF YOU KNOW YOU KNOW. i've talked about this scene in the fic NON STOP to my close friends.... its when dib realizes he has a crush on ely...... i drew this like in 2021 SHWJSJW

day 17: morning cuddles

SORRY i just think it's a super funny possibility that zim becomes domestic. idc if it's out of character thats why its funny U_U!!

oh and uhm yea i have a fankid 4 these guys... have i talked abt her... i dont think i have... but ive drawn her a lot... maybe ill post more art abt her later...

day 18: photoshoot

uhhhmmm im gonna crop this for my tumblr.... yea.... anyways i love the possibility that when they're adults they become super popular, like in dib's wonderful life of doom X)

day 19: voicemail. THAT ONE THING I POSTED!! yes it was a shelby x error thing. i was listening to pick up the phone by fir at the time, which like, its not the errorshelby dynamic at all they're not toxic, but. the vibes... in the fic after shelby leaves the anti void he has a massive crisis... thats what the drawing is...

day 20: "what happened to you"

BRO I HAVE SO MANY IMAGES RELATED TO THIS FOR ANA AND ADAMAÏ... the images explain everything idc read them instead

day 22/23: hand made gift, late night drive

ummmm sooooo theres this chapter in the fic where they go to an echo flower field on the surface at night........ this is that.... DIES

that last one i never posted on twitter :0c and uhm thats all i did of the 30 day promptlist! it was fun! i got to draw so much... yay :3 thats all. explodes in embarrassment

[circus4apsycho8]

HI KLOAT MOM, THIS IS TEM FROM THE HC,,. I WOULD LIKE TO POLITELY REQUEST GRILLBY OR MTT RESORT DATE WITH SANS X TEMMIE (as in, me temmie. not actual ut temmie) IF YOU CAN, THANK YOU ILY PLATONICALLY U COOL <33333

Hey chobleb! SO GLAD TO HEAR FROM YOU! Of course you can <333 Ilyt!! You're cool as well :DDDD

I decided to write this in second person so it can be applicable to everyone. Plus I feel like I’m bad at other POVs haha. This is your pretty generic uwu-sans-asks-you-out-on-date-in-the-underground oneshot but I still hope you enjoy!

Pairing: Sans x Reader

Warnings: mild cussing maybe i dont really remember

…

It’s not even time to leave and today is already a disaster.

Clothes are strewn about your room, Undyne is trying to calm you down, Alphys is going through your wardrobe and you’re in the midst of a breakdown.

“I can’t do this,” you say, clutching your chest. “I-I-“

“You can, nerd!” she says. “Just take a deep breath. It’s just Sans, and you’re only going out for lunch. That’s all.”

You exhale shakily, butterflies swirling in your tummy. “I’m so nervous, though…”

“That’s just b-because you’re overthinking th-things,” Alphys chimes in as she pulls something out from your closet.

“Exactly. Once you get there, you’ll realize how chill it’ll be,” Undyne says, patting you on the back a few times. “Looks like Alph found an outfit for you. Go try it on.”

You sigh, standing from the side of your bed. Alphys smiles softly as she hands you a dress. It’s an older one – one that Mettaton had designed for you a while back. It was too fancy for most occasions, but not for a date at the MTT Resort. You take it and enter your bathroom before changing into it.

Huh. It…actually looks kind of decent. Well, you expect it would – after all, it was tailored to fit your specific figure. The colors compliment your skin and bring out the color of your eyes. It’s flattering, but not too showy.

You step out of the bathroom, and are met by quiet gasps from your friends.

Undyne says your name softly. “That. That is the one.”

“It’s p-p-perfect! You look so pretty!”

“Thanks,” you mutter, too embarrassed to say anything else.

“Now, wear these shoes…and bam! You look great!” Undyne declares. Alphys nods in approval before she comes up behind you and pushes you out the door of your room.

“N-Now go wait downstairs! Sans will be here any s-second now!”

You roll your eyes as Undyne ushers you down near the front door. You’re too nervous to sit, so you walk around while fidgeting. Mind racing, you notice just how fast your heart is beating.

It’s then you hear a knock emanating from your front door. You suck in a deep breath before gathering you shattered nerves and opening the door.

There stands Sans, one hand hidden behind his back. He’s dressed in a light blue button-up and dark dress pants.

“hey,” he greets, a faint blue staining his zygomatic arches. He smiles, using his free hand to rub the back of his cervical vertebrae. “wow…you look so pretty…”

Your eyes widen as the blush returns at full force. “Oh…thank you. You look handsome,” you compliment, offering him a small smile.

He chuckles in response. “thanks. oh…these are for you.” He pulls his hidden arm out from his back, revealing a bouquet of flowers that must have come from Asgore’s garden.

You gasp in delight. “Sans! You didn’t have to…” You take the bouquet, staring at it in fascination. Such lovely flowers! “Thank you! I’ll go put them in a vase quickly.”

You quickly go to set the bouquet somewhere safe before you hurry back to the doorway. Sans offers a hand to you as you shut the door.

“may i?”

A giggle escapes you as you take his hand. “You may.”

“good, ‘cause i know a shortcut.”

“Yes, your teleportation. We know this.”

He winks. “let’s go. don't wanna be late to our reservation.”

With that, you feel the world fading beneath your feet as he whisks you through the void. Your head begins to spin as you feel the world rematerializing once more.

“Whew,” you say, your head spinning. Sans slips an arm around your waist to keep you upright.

“you okay?” he asks.

You take a moment to gather your bearings, not yet noticing his arm. “Yeah, I’m good now.”

“good,” he says softly, releasing his grip on you. You smile, noticing that the butterflies in your stomach have settled. Undyne was right – it’s just Sans, and you’re comfy with him.

Sans gently loops his phalanges through your fingers, and you don’t pull away.

…

Dinner was – well, it was fantastic. It was a teeny bit awkward at first, but soon enough the two of you were laughing and just overall having a nice time. The food was good, and Sans insisted on paying much to your dismay.

“hey, there’s one more spot i wanna take you to,” Sans says, tugging you out of the restaurant. You giggle, following him.

“Where are we going?”

“it’s a surprise. close your eyes?”

You obey, closing your eyes as he teleports the two of you through the void once more.

“keep your eyes closed. i'll guide you to the spot.”

“Okay. I trust you!”

With that, Sans loops his arm around your waist and guides you through the area. You try to figure out where you are by using your other senses. Judging by the sound of rushing water, and lack of a freezing cold temperature, you can assume you’re in Waterfall. But where is Sans taking you?

“k, you can open them now.”

You open your eyes, and gasp. Sans has taken you to a dark cavern filled with echo flowers, a small stream, and gems embedded in the walls and ceiling. The only illumination here is provided by the echo flowers.

“I don’t think I’ve been here before,” you note, smiling. You turn to Sans, studying how his bones are cast in the soft blue light of the flowers.

“it’s a secret hideout my bro and i have. i don’t think anyone else comes here.”

“That’s crazy,” you note, lifting the skirt of your dress a bit so you can kneel in front of an echo flower. You smile as Sans settles next to you.

“These flowers are so cool,” you note, gently touching one of the flower’s petals. It softly echoes back what you just said. “I wonder how they work? I mean, I understand it’s, well, magic, but still. It’s so incredible…”

You trail off, studying the flower for a moment later before you glance at Sans once more. He’s gazing at you with soft eyelights.

“you’re so beautiful,” he mumbles, tone soft as raises his right hand to cup your cheek.

Your blush returns tenfold as you melt into his touch. You press his hand against your skin and smile.

“Thank you,” you reply, holding his gaze and scooting closer to him and wrapping your arms around his neck. “You know, you look so cute all dressed up.”

He chuckles lightly, brushing your cheek with his other hand. “thanks.”

Now, you’re so close that your nose is lightly pressed against his nasal bone. You still haven’t dropped your stare, and soon enough, Sans leans forward, pressing his teeth against your lips.

[zu-is-here]

Okay, I translated the sixth fragment and posted it on ficbook, it's the Coraline crossover time now!

I'd like to clarify a few things first. The more I get to know about this story, the more I realise that this Multiverse is rather different than the usual ones. Its rules are very specific. Outcodes are based on the canon ones, but that's pretty much it. Different world means different lives. So I'll have to come up with new names. Some were easy to figure out, Dream will become Daydream, Nightmare — Night Terror (though he won't be exactly present in The dream that comes crashing down), Blueberror — Satellite, or just Sate sometimes. I'm still not sure about Error, Fresh, and Cross, but sharing what I have now wouldn't hurt, right? If you have any suggestions, feel free to let me know! For now it's Mischance ("You might be any mis- in the world — misbehaving, misunderstanding, misfortune, a mistake, but you have a chance to do better, to be better, and you give others a chance, too") Inbox (because the parasite doesn't have a host here, neither Freshtale Sans nor any other monster or human; they live in a mechanical box of some sort), and Scheme (it sounds very black-and-white to me, plus it's in honor of Xtale that was never finished and remained a draft, a plan, plus "Cross" himself turned out to be detailed enough, alive enough to continue living on his own, so it's a nice way to mock XGaster, may he rest in peace without perfectionism) respectively. As I said, it might change, I'm still having fun searching for words that might suit a character.

On a different note though, can I please tell how hard it is to write other Nightmare? He is just impossible, as well as the whole other Multiverse. Terrifying, too. Knowing that Dream will stay there for quite some time doesn’t help at all. I mean, I understand what makes him hold on to the place, the poor child has just lost everything and suddenly sees it all safe and sound, but I also know what happens next, and my soul aches so much... The worst thing is that other Nightmare can be understanding, kind, and overall sweet, so Dream has absolutely no idea what's coming. That might be a good place for a little warning: things will get dark later. I don't ever write bad endings though! Mine are always hopeful, if not happy. And here I must tell a bit about how this Multiverse works. There are to main endings for Dream's strory, and the bad one will come into play. How that's possible is for me to know and for you to find out (; It is definitely not coming soon, but I hope you'll like it when we get there!

A few other fun facts. This Multiverse didn't, doesn't and won't have Ink! Or Doodle Sphere. What it does have is red-and-orange (like flames) echo flowers literally everywhere except the other Multiverse. Even in the Anti-void. They represent me, always listening to whatever happens 🌻 It will be so much fun to break the fourth wall the way I plan!

A-a-and the last thing for now. There won't be any romantic ships in canon story, but I can already see lots of potential for lots of romantic (and not really) ships, so I've got extras in mind, too!

This project sounds too big for fanfiction, scary... But I can do it, especially when I have support of you and so many other people! You all are just amazing 💗💗💗

A bit nervous but also very excited,

anfie.

Oh that's great! Thank you *^*

New names are a really valid idea for another world since they themselves can talk about a lot ;) and your options are amazing! At first I thought of Monochrome for Cross but that would be too obvious actually, and then I saw Scheme that does sound much more solid (to mock X!Gaster as well xd).

But maybe that's the point! You don't need to know what's next ☆ It would be easier for you to observe your character and convey their emotions and lines as long as you are them, or you follow them, not lead them. You're literally emboding it on the go! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) then Nightmare is nice and caring, just because you lost him and regained him again. And no one knows what's next! Well, yeah, it will be dark, can't see anything. ;)

It's quite an interesting step to remove Ink from the story when he's usually omnipresent (๑･̑◡･̑๑) and here's the author herself destroying the fourth wall! True, these echo flowers are such a sweet signature of you, the most part of you in your work ♡

Ohhh fans are unstoppable, they'll find a ship even where it's not XD

As they say, глаза боятся... ☆ Good luck!!

[kokotti]

Mesh!Sans from BinaryTale aka BinaryMeshTale

New member of Nightmare’s gang. 

Liar and non-virgin. Strategist, manipulator of the bodies of other monsters, energy vampire (feeds on magic of other creatures). He rarely fights himself, although he is extremely strong. If he attacks, then, as a rule, quickly or surreptitiously, but he does not kill directly, but so that the enemy critically runs into some physical obstacle in the environment. That is, for example, it bends a wall so that thorns form on it, and removes magic, so that then to throw the enemy at them. In this case, the game mechanics does not count EXP for him, since the opponent was killed by a foreign object. He does this in order not to spoil his statistics with increased LV and thereby be able to drive into the trust of potential victims, making himself a good guy. (For the same reason, he fights by capturing the bodies of other creatures.)

Before joining the gang, he was a really good guy, but events in his own, now dying timeline (not AU in general, but in timeline) extinguished the last spark of hope for a happy ending in him, so he spends the remaining time (since depends on t timeline) in search of food (there are no creatures in his timeline whose magic can be eaten), entertainment, communication, new discoveries and, possibly, a way to interrupt the loop of repetitions in other universes once and for all, even if it kills them everyone.

Horror hates him and tries to kill him every time he gets the chance. With Dust, on the contrary, he is on friendly terms, since both love to be sophisticated in murder. He follows the work of Cross with interest, since he has a difficult dream and unusual abilities.

Cohabits in Anti-Void with Error (against the will of the latter, of course), since he himself cannot (yet) travel across the multiverse and needs someone who can open portals.

Mesh's blasters are called Cluster Blasters.

Depending on the state and mood, the number in his eye is 1 or 0 (where “0″ is peace, tranquility, indifference, and "1″ is discontent, excitement, the use of special magic, activation of communication with copies or victims).

In the gang he is "on the spot", since his main function is to get negative emotions for Nightmare. He seeks victims, seizing them under his control and forcing them to harm others. Since the victims are in a sober mind and bright memory, but cannot control their own bodies, they show mental and moral resistance, which makes the Nightmare inexpressibly happy. And since at this moment Mesh also "eats" them...

- Rarely is angry, more often than not, he only experiences dissatisfaction or irritation, and even those expressing with a smile. Not vindictive, but principled - "as you treated me, so I will be with you." - Smart and observant, like all Sanses. - Almost always smiles condescendingly or indifferently, except in really serious situations. - In the conflict pretends to be peaceful and weak. In fact, he is playing for time, at this moment preparing special magic and carrying out the seizure of the aggressor under his control. - He hates contact with water and its derivatives (snowfall, rain, fog, steam), as it is, literally, a stream of useless information that only calluses his eyes and clogs his digital essence. - At the same time, he adores Waterfall, listening to echo-flowers for days on end, or rather, the voices of monsters who tell about their innermost dreams. He embodies some of them into reality, despite his indifference to everything that is not related to his timeline and loved ones. After all, he's still Sans, it's just that his life didn't work out. - Can clone himself or create his own prototypes that operate autonomously and independently of him. - In addition to the above, Mesh can teleport. But his teleport is directly dependent on the "networks" that he spreads across the worlds during his visit. Only while standing on the net can he teleport somewhere else. Without a network, he is vulnerable and moves on foot. - Mesh can become invulnerable for some time or even go into intracode mode. Sees all hidden living characters like Chara in Frisk or X!Chara in Cross, but does not see Dust!Papyrus, since he is just a hallucination of Dust and is not a real character. - Mesh can change his height from giant ("Giga" mode) to crumbs ("Bit" mode). The level of magic consumption changes depending on the mode.

[iwaisa]

► now playing...

- genre. fluff

- pairing. nishinoya x gender neutral reader

- warnings. none :)

- word count. 1.2k+

- a/n. happy birthday nishinoya ! this one was honestly kind of rushed + it’s also my first time writing for nishinoya lol. i hope to get better and more comfortable writing for him

(this one’s for the nishinoya simp @xmalereaderfics​ )

upon entering your first class of the new school year you came to one simple conclusion; your classmate, yuu nishinoya, was loud. and not in an obnoxious way as other people may think. in a way that you found endearing. usually, anyone else’s reaction to his sudden outbursts of excitement would be to shush or scold him. you, however, encouraged him. 

your classmates liked to call you two the jokers of class 2-3, or the inseparable pair. the two of you always joked around no matter the situation. 

in class, both of you would be scolded countless times for simple things such as laughing. your teacher’s decision to put you both on cleaning duty after school was a horrible idea, leaving the two of you cracking jokes back and forth instead of actually cleaning. 

however, after months of being known as the comedic pair, you began to notice a change in nishinoya’s behaviour. he never ran up to you when you entered the classroom anymore, and he always seemed to be in a hurry to rush off whenever you approached him. if you were being honest, this left you dumbfounded and kind of hurt. 

“nishinoya, what’s going on with you today?” daichi’s voice echoed throughout the gym. “nothing, captain!” nishinoya didn’t take his eyes off the ball as his senior voiced his concerns. he, however, was not focused. he’s been missing dig after dig and receive after receive all because of one person in particular. you. 

nishinoya has been torturing himself for the past four months for catching feelings for his best friend. why? because he believes he has no chance. nishinoya believes that the only connection between you two is strictly friends and is and never will be anything more. it’s only a matter of time before he lets it slip and you stop being friends with him.

“still fussing over l/n-san?” tanaka questioned, taking a sip from his water bottle. nishinoya stiffened at the mention of your name, and instantly launched himself into attacking the buzzcut boy. “you can’t just say that so loud, idiot! and why do you think that, huh?” nishinoya and tanaka began bickering back and forth before suga and ennoshita pulled them away. “you know, i’m just trying to encourage you to tell them, right?” nishinoya froze at his question, the gears in his brain turning. “what? you think i’m gonna tell them?” tanaka crosses his arms and nods his head while grinning, “i see how they look at you. they’ve got it good. nice job, man!” nishinoya stayed dumbfounded as he went to high-five tanaka’s outstretched hand. 

nishinoya sighed before groaning, catching the attention of each member of the team. “what’s wrong, nishinoya-senpai?” hinata asked innocently, bounding up to the second-years. “shouyou…you wouldn’t understand,” nishinoya sighed dramatically before shaking his fist. “why do they have to be so amazing! dammit! what am i supposed to do now?”

“why don’t you leave them something? like, leave them snacks or flowers or letters,” yamaguchi counted off using his fingers. nishinoya thought for a moment, his fist tucked under his chin. “i could leave them flowers,” nishinoya nodded. 

“do you even know what their favourite flower is?” tsukishima jested. “of course i do! they told me at the beginning of the year when we walked home together!” nishinoya defended, getting irritated at the blond’s snarky words.

“oi! let’s get back to practice!” daichi interrupted, with everyone taking their previous positions on the court.

the first day you received a flower, you were dumbfounded. you looked around the half empty classroom before looking back down at the flower. there was no note, so how did you know it was yours? you just assumed it was meant for someone else, yet you had no idea what to do with it. 

nishinoya watched with tanaka as you walked up to your friend, handing it to them. nishinoya face palmed, waving a temporary farewell to tanaka before heading in.

the second day, you were just, if not more, dumbfounded than the first day. by now, you had understood that they were clearly meant for you. the tag on the stem with your name written on it only solidified your claim. once again, you looked around, seeing if anyone was looking at you. you turned out to look into the hallway to see tanaka walking past as nishinoya walked in. 

“hey, noya-san!” you greeted, slipping the flower into your shoulderbag, leaving the top sticking out so it wouldn’t wilt. “hey, l/n-san,” nishinoya greeted with an unsure tone. you didn’t think anything of it as you sat down at the sound of the bell.

it’s been exactly two weeks since receiving your first flower, and you felt as though you were getting closer to figuring out who it was. it could have been tachibana-san, who sits diagonally from you, or possibly mai-san, who sits right in front of you. however, you couldn’t help but notice that nishinoya has been acting more distant than ever, and you figured you should get to the bottom of it. 

you studied in your classroom after school as you waited for nishinoya’s volleyball practice to end. as soon as the alarm on your phone went off signaling it was time to find your friend, you packed up your stuff and hurriedly left the classroom. 

you headed towards the front of the school to change your shoes, only to turn the corner to see nishinoya stuffing a small bunch of flowers - the same one you found in your bag earlier today - into your shoe locker. 

“noya-san?” your voice elicited a yelp from your friend, who was now frozen in place, clutching the bunch of flowers. “l-l/n-san…” he began, his voice cracking. there was a moment void of noise before you spoke, “you’re the one who’s been leaving those flowers?” he dropped his hand, and redirected his gaze to stare straight down at his shoes. you watched him nod slowly, his knuckles turning white from how tight his grip was on the stems. 

you walked towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder, leaning down to look into his eyes. “thank you,” you spoke quietly. nishinoya’s eyes darted between both of yours, his face growing red in colour from the close proximity. “but…?” he asked. “hm? oh, there’s no but! just...thank you. i was kinda hoping it would be you,” you admitted shyly. his head snapped up, his mouth hanging open. 

you gave him a soft smile before he snapped his head to look at the flowers in his hand. “here,” he held the flowers out to you. “i like you, l/n-san. and i really hope this doesn’t change the comedy shtick we have going on.” you shook your head, chuckling softly. “of course it won’t. i’ve missed that by the way,” you said, your fingers brushing against his as you accepted the flowers. “i know, i’m sorry. i had no idea how to tell you.” 

you smiled before leaning in to kiss his cheek, your lips lingering on his skin for a few seconds. pulling back, you took note of how his face was burning up and how his jaw was nearly on the floor. you giggled as he shook his head quickly to snap himself out of his surprise. he playfully nudged your shoulder before leaning down to lace your fingers with his. “can i walk you home, f/n?” you felt a blush creep onto your face at the way he said your given name. “of course, yuu.”

[shychiwrites]

Giyuu x Reader

Just a random short story I wrote! I just want Giyuu to be happy. Please enjoy! MINOR SPOILERS AHEAD  Title: Start 

Word Count: 947  Giyuu stared at you with wide eyes, his chest tight. The cheek your hand rested on felt an old sting of pain. Sabito’s harsh slap from their training days came to Giyuu’s mind. He realized then, that you were right and for the first time in years, Giyuu felt a spark of hope and warmth in his chest. It wasn’t enough to untangle the mess of grief and self-hate, which had festered in him for too long. No, it might not be enough, but it was a start.

Fall had come. The crunch of leaves echoed through the otherwise silent forest. A figure, cloaked in a black uniform and a white haori decorated with flowers, walked through the forest. You scanned the trees, you sword gently smacking against their hip as you moved. You were in search of someone. You had been trying, unsuccessfully, to reach this person's heart. He had a calm, yet cold exterior. He didn’t talk much and had tried to keep his distance from you. Finally, you came across someone standing in a clearing, wistfully staring up at the trees.

“Giyuu.” You spoke, approaching the Water Pillar. Giyuu looked over, his face void of any emotion. He simply looked back at the leaves, giving no audible response. Giyuu always felt untouchable, constantly keeping a distance between himself and others. The other pillars thought he was condescending. You, however, knew better. You could feel the pit of negative emotions, rooted deep within him. Giyuu had known you for a few years now, but never once opened up to you. After multiple attempts, you decided to seek out what had hurt Giyuu so deeply.

Then, everything made sense. Why he left the pillar meetings and refused to stand near everyone else, everything. Instead of saying anything, you sat on the ground next to him and gazed up at the trees. You weren’t sure what to say quite yet. Finding the right words to say to someone experiencing such grief is difficult. More difficult than fighting demons, in your opinion. You had seen him fight, watched him tirelessly train, and help others. He got angry whenever someone injured continued to fight and you knew then, he was a kind and gentle man. His deep blue eyes were your favorite. You wanted nothing more than to see them light up with joy, even if it was just a tiny spark. You wished he would love himself as much as you love him.

Giyuu glanced over at you. He found you confusing, but would never admit he enjoyed your presence. You tried talking to him at first, which stressed him out a little. Despite his lacking conversation skills, you kept talking to him. Eventually, you figured out he wasn’t one for conversation and started silently sitting with him. Even on missions, you wouldn’t try and force him to talk. It was almost like you could tell when he didn’t want to speak. You’d merely meet his eyes, a gentle look in yours, and smile. Your smile had become one of Giyuu’s favorite things. He knew you had your fair share of pain, like everyone, but you reminded him of the sun.

“Giyuu, can I ask you a hard question?” You spoke. Giyuu looked away, caught off guard. You had tried pressing him before, but that was years ago. He glanced your way and you were still watching the leaves dance in the wind. He decided to nod, but made no promise that he would answer.

“I know what happened at your final selection.” You kept your voice as gentle as possible, moving your gaze to Giyuu. He had resumed looking at the trees and the look in his eyes made your breath hitch in your throat. Guilt, sadness, frustration. You chose your words carefully. The last thing you wanted to do was to upset him more.

“You blame yourself, don’t you? You think...That it should have been you. Why do you think this way?” You questioned. Giyuu turned his head away from you.

“I was unconscious most of the selection. I survived out of pure luck. Sabito...Sabito saved everyone in the selection. Not once did he worry about himself. I was useless, powerless. I was knocked out so soon after the selection started. He was so strong and I…” Giyuu hesitated.

“I am weak. He should have been the one to survive, not me. Sabito ” Giyuu finished. A moment of silence passed and Giyuu glanced back over at you. Tears had gathered in your eyes.

“When I was a little girl, I watched my older brother get devoured by a demon. He attempted to hide me and before he ran, I begged him not to go. He told me, “The best way you can thank me, dear sister, is to live until you’re old and gray. I will never leave you. I will watch over you for as long as you shall hold me in your heart” and then, he was killed.” You held Giyuu’s gaze.

“Everytime I start to struggle or I start to feel guilty, I ask myself something. If my brother were to see me like this, what would he say? Giyuu, if Sabito saw you like this, what would he say? If he heard you say that you should have died, what would he do?” You raised a hand and rested it on Giyuu’s cheek.

“It is unfair to Sabito, for you to act like this, Giyuu. He saved you, in hopes that you would live on. I bet he hoped you’d live to save a lot of people and grow old, just like Urodoki-san.” You finished, giving Giyuu a small smile.

[fantasblog]

I just made shipkid/fanchild of fresh!sans and greaser/Vinny-

His name is freser

And his reference and his informations

And also little comic of between colbalt and freser

Credit and belongs:

Freser (fresh!sans x greaser/Vinny shipchild) by me

Starburst (mintflare knows as mint!sans x flare!sans shipkid)by me

Marwari (horror!sans x mint!sans shipkid by me)

Echoid "voice" (void!sans x echo flower!sans shipchild) by me

Echo flower sans by @hheisa /heisamazo/heisauwu/heisaOwO

Void!sans belongs to @melaton1nx

Fresh!sans belongs to @loverofpiggies

Greaser/Vinny by @radsee

Colbalt (inkmare shipchild) by ☀mister Monty ☀ (from tiktok)

Art by me

(Sorry u ping all and I hope you like it qwq)

[fantasblog]

I made shipkid/fanchild of echo flower!sans and void!sans-

His/her/they name is echoid "voice"

His/her/they reference and informations

Character and belongs:

Echoid "voice" (echo flower!sans x void shipkid and neon "starburst" (mintflare shipkid) by Me

Echo flowers!sans belongs to @hheisa/heisamazo/heisauwu/heisaOwO

Void!sans belongs to @melaton1nx

Art by me