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more people need to put error in bad sanses poly. im not asking

When you accidentally dressed the same with your friends:

October 7

Could you draw Lust gossiping with Fell?

They’re having a self care night!!

TETRIS the Silly Bandz chimera ✨

Someone watched the Miku movie and then had the urdge to be creative both for Ink and Miku

The Star Sanses running away from The Bad Sanses. Or.... are supposed to, but I never drew the bad sanses.

This were just supposed to be a quick sketch for a "comic" idea I had, but I loved the sketch so much I had to draw this part seriously.

Also, semi redesigns. Not much have changed and Dream's redesign isn't finished.

Do you ever think about this goofy-ass smile Angel was directing at Husk after the "these angels won't stop coming" joke? I do, a lot. I know what you are.

(Part 1)Pj Red paint

(This is a headcanon)

Ink kids are created through Ink’s magic mixing with other energies. So, if Ink is using a viral at the moment, it should affect the Kid.

When PJ was made, Ink was fighting Error. Most likely, he was using the Red viral—Anger. That would mean PJ was created with anger deeply woven into his magic. The result? PJ lashes out easily. He has no patience. He explodes without warning.

*The Angsty Part*

He’s still just a kid. He doesn’t want to hurt anyone. He doesn't understand why he’s always angry. There’s no clear reason, no explanation—just this pressure inside him that pushes him to snap and throw fists.

He gets into fights often. The smallest things set him off. Call him weird? You’ll regret it. Say his brother’s a nerd? Goodnight. Even something as harmless as a cough could push him over the edge.Afterward, he’s scared.

What did I do? Why did I do that? Why can’t I just let things go? He doesn’t know why he is the way he is. There’s no reason—right?

He tries to ignore it. He tries to stay calm. But inside, it’s a constant battle—one he doesn’t understand. And it feels like no one else is fighting the same war.He stares in the MirrorHe snaps. He punches the mirror. It shatters. He cries. His hand bleeds.He doesn’t care.

He just wants this feeling to stop.

The boyysss 💞