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ask-underfazverse · 7 months
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It was night time in Heaven. All the angels lay sleeping, dreaming of sinking into sweet empty bliss. Unaware of the portal that opened up that night.
In the morning, an angel is wrapped in the embrass of a lanky, sloth-like demon.
Their scream awoke all the angels a bit earlier than usual.
The angel quickly grabs at their wings, screaming. The now wide awake angels quickly start attacking with everything they have, with blank looking faces. All of them smiling, and not blinking. The frightened angel is the only odd one out.
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Drew the Doomslayer vs my Lucifer based on an rp idea
From behind the slayer
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To in "front" of the demon
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...he'll be fine, right?
The draft I based this drawing on under cut
Lucifer's eyes nearly become black from how tight the slits of his eyes become. All six of his nostrils flar as they are filled with blood, staring at the green monster he heard so much about. His breathing becomes heavy, a heavy and cold mist from his lungs. He can practically hear the child begging for mercy from this monster. The blood of the innocent has a distinct smell, that he knows far too well...
"So... the slayer has gone for easy prey, has he...?"
He growls, his voice so dangerous, the burning stones beneath his feet frost with fear. He begins to walk, to cross that line he has only crossed a few times before. The glassy sound of ice breaking is heard, as he pulls his hoof from the ground with a mighty tug, as he goes from a just being of honor, to a cruel and cold beast.
As he steps forward, he watches the slayer, his mind absent. He does not read him, he does not see him, he only sees something he must rip apart. A sinner that needs to be torn limb from limb to pay for what he has done.
Then... lucifer disappears.
He seeps into the ground, a oozing and wicked fog, slithering out of sight, like snakes into the cracks.
The silence only lasts for a moment, as a wall of darkness is suddenly seen overhead. Crashing down, a tsunami of wrathful shadows plunges everything into the black cold. The darkness consumes everything and everyone with dread and morbid anticipation for execution. Every now and again, there is a sudden gust of warmth every few minutes, like the breathing of a beast, and it doesn’t take too long for everyone to realize that's EXACTLY what it is. The hot and wet breath of this... he cannot considered a demon at this point... whatever he is, he is somehow everywhere. This darkness itself breathes, and with every breath, snow begins to form. Swirling as a blizzard begins to form in this mass of pure hatred.
But the darkness feels different to the demons than the slayer...
Though they are in the same, endless and all consuming darkness, the demons feel an odd mix of terror and safety, like they are merely sitting in the maw of this beast, in the safety behind the teeth, while the slayer stands in the belly, completely surrounded with no light to guide him. The ground beneath their feet seems to begin breathing with lucifer, icey teeth forms around the slayer, wishing to consume but not yet. Lucifer will savor every delicious and painful breath that comes from this poor excuse of a man, like how he assumes the slayer savors every drop of demon blood that falls on his hands.
Then in the endless darkness, everyone sees white. Not light, white. Eyes begin to form, in constellations in this hateful mist, glaring at the armored man, his armor bleached by this beings power. All things that are not lucifer, besides his eyes, are white. There are some spots of red here and there, in a million different places, where gaping eye sockets float, bobbing up and down like leaves threatening to sink in the murky depths of the murderous waters that is this monster.
Gallons of blood starts pouring from above filling the black and white with red, the tiny red dots above deceive their true size, being miles across.
Eyes and hands occasionally slither around the slayer, trying to hold back from slaughtering him now. No, no he must wait to kill him.
Something wet presses against the slayer's back, making his armor warm, as white fangs start forming around the teeth, occasionally swallowing or being swallowed by eyes. Others can see what presses again the doomslayer's back. An endless shine in the black, as one final pupil slits. The white of this eye shines all all except for him, as he is bathed in darkness. The black is endless behind him, the eye literally touching his back unblinking. A wall of warmth and wetness, the only warmth he will get, till he feels his own blood going cold on his own skin.
It would be a cold day in hell if the slayer were to die by a demon's hand. And with how the snow swirls so cruelly around only him, it may be fate.
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endstar · 2 months
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Lucifer from fnaftale💖
Lil anxiety boi. He needs a slight break
@glitterdragonthegreatprotector ‘s oc💖
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citycurse0101 · 4 months
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FRISK FORM UNDERTALE
My au new facts:
GENDER:BOY♂️🚹.
OLD: 13 Y.O
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Yet another blog, for more questions, I'll need to be reminded to answer-
How to submit a question for this blog:
Character:
Give name
A summary/website link to info about the character
What media they're from
How confident you are that they'll survive
Optional - add a picture of the character
OC:
Give name
A summary of the character/a link to where you write your lore
What Fandom you made your oc for/where you took inspiration
Abilities
How confident you are that they'll survive
Optional - add a picture of your OC
The people I'll throw against them will be randomized.
The confidence scale goes from:
1-10
1 = they'll be fine
10 = their gods will abandon them out of fear for their own lives, they're not safe at all-
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anijay · 1 year
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*points* them
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(this lolbit belongs to @glitterdragonthegreatprotector :D)
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A man dumps a sack onto a table. "This much if she's dead." He dumps three more sacks. "This much if she's alive." He hands her a file, reading as:
Delta. Hybrid demon, God class.
He looks at her, mask covering his face. "Do we have a deal?"
Frisk looks at the money.
"*...normally, I charge more for dead than alive. But if these are your terms, very well."
They look through the files.
"*if she just has the power of a god, she'll be just a rather normal job."
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fnaftale-player · 2 years
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moonlightalpha666 · 2 years
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gds-fanfic-blog · 2 years
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The note (fnaftale)
It had been many years since Michael's murder. He had long since became an angel, like his mother had. His father is hopefully burning in hell by now, for killing him and his friends...
He had a small house in heaven, where he slept the nights away when God didn't need his services. Letting his mind sink into tranquility.
While in his house, he accidentally knocked over some papers. Going to pick them up, one catches his eye. He has no memory of this note, but it looks important. It's his mortal writing, messy and imperfect. Like he once was. But not anymore, God made him perfect now after all. He reads the note over. Finding that it's a letter to his current self.
"Michael, if you're reading this, it's likely you're already gone, but I'm hoping this letter will still reach some part of your mind.
I'm you from before you joined the hivemind. I don't know how much you remember from before than, but I'll tell you what God is making me forget."
....God made him forget something? It was probably a memory full of sin, that needed to be terminated. If this note has something that will jog his sinful memory, he'll have to have God wipe him clean again.
"I fought hard to save my friends and mom, to get us out. But he's God, and I'm just a kid. I can't save the others, and I can bearly save myself."
Save? Why would he need to save himself from God? God is good, and the source of all his happiness! He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He has no reason to wish to escape the good father.
....He has no reason to wish to escape the good father. He continues reading.
"Things are a blur, and I'm not sure how long I can stay myself. I think it's time I give up. I've tried everything, and nothing good comes out of it. I just end up getting tortured."
He had... faint memories of what he endured. Most of those memories had been purged though. All of the torture was necessary, for he had inner demons that needed to be dealt with.
"There's nothing I can do except hope. Hope that someone else, someone stronger, can free us. You may not remember that hope, but I held onto it until mentally couldn't any longer. We'll be saved someday, whether we want it or not, we'll be saved. If you can't remember the fear and pain, at least remember the hope. When we're saved, remember this letter. It might help you with your recovery."
Michael chuckles to himself. His sinful thoughts made him act so strange! There is no one to "save" him, and no need to be saved from literal paradise! He has no reason to base his hope on sin anymore. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope. God is his hope.
"I think I'm going to end this letter here. I'm getting tired, and this dream may be my last before I'm a completely different person. Goodbye, Michael. I wish you well."
He smiles softly. He sounded like he was waiting for his execution day! How amusing... having God fix his head was no different from going to the doctor. He gets an idea, something that he hasn't done on his own in centuries, and starts writing.
"Dear Past Me.
It sounds like you went through quite a bit of trouble. I'm glad you aren't suffering anymore though. Sure, what God did for us to be happy is scary to humans, but it all turns out fine in the end. Even if you STILL would think it's bad, I'm happy. If I'm surviving and happy, than surely the both of us are winning somewhat. As for the hope that a someone will "save" us, however, I doubt it. God has never lost a battle. You'd have to be another God to even stand a chance, and as far as I know, he's the only one. But I'll keep this paper in mind if that ever DOES happen. I just hope that the both of us will still find love and happiness in the aftermath."
A voice invades his mind. The voice of God. "Michael, what are you doing in that hut of yours? Come hither my child, I have a job for you."
He nods in acknowledgement of the Lord, and finishes his response.
"Anyway, I ALSO need to end this response. God just called me over. Says he has a job for me. Goodbye, past Michael."
He flies out of his house, towards the throne of God, laughing a bit to himself. Freedom? Who would want that? He is but a foolish sheep, with a kind and patient shepherd. He is no longer afraid, and he's eternally happy to serve under the Holy Father. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy. He's happy.... He's happy.... He's happy....... He's happy....... He's happy...... H-he's happy... right....?
.....he'll need to have this sinful thoughts of doubt purged again. He has no reason to be afraid.
(Credits to @sweet-and-insane for the two notes Michael wrote!)
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(FNAFtale x Doom: Episode 1. Embrace of Darkness)
A strange demon wakes up in hell, and groggily gets up. He's surprised to not be wounded-
Well...
More wounded than usual at least. Whenever he awakens from a deep sleep, it's usually because of himself passing out due to injuries.
He shakes his head, ridding his mind of the images of past defeats, and he starts to look around. Looking to see how much of his pack is still around.
To his surprise and fear, he doesn't see anything he recognizes. The land around him is too wide, and he actually sees a dusty sky instead of a roof riddled with hanging demons. He looks around the ground, and he sees only small splashes of blood. Most of which isn't even boiling.
Worst of all, he doesn't feel the looming threat of heaven over him. Now, had this been another other situation, he would have been rejoicing. But this is far too strange for him...
"...where in the forgotten gods' names, am I...?"
He tries to open a portal back home, but he's only able to manage creating a few sparks of hellfire. He grits his teeth in pain, as he struggles to perform the simple spell. He falls to one knee, panting. "...I-I'm too weak right now... I need to gain energy..."
He starts walking around, his tail swaying side to side steadily, like an annoyed cat. "That's just great... don't know where I am, too weak to go home... hopefully there's something to eat in this world so I can regain my strength..."
@ask-underfazverse
*around him there were many forms in the distance, they seemed to be people and others not. There was a destroyed building nearby in what looked to be an area of plains although it was hard to tell with the dark stone floor seeming to extend on forever in cracked and rolling hills with large rocks and boulders occasionally being spread with small groves of trees. Near the destroyed house in front of the demon there was a figure coming out that looked straight at him with glowing eyes and a ball of fire in its hand, it was limping and using its free arm to hug across their stomach*
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ask-underfazverse · 4 months
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One, relatively normal day in the heavens, Lucifer is doing what he normally does, making art happily, or talking happily with the gods. But… something… odd, and new happens…
A…. Portal..? It Opens up, and it’s unlike any of the ones he, or the others he or the other gods have seen… it’s a bright purple, and red, and has a moon symbol on it.
@endstar
He stands up from the cloud he's sitting on, and waddles slightly to the portal, taking awkward steps like how mortals walk.
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moodooivy · 2 months
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So far I've only really done Undertale stuff. I've made Equustale and FnaFtale yeah, but that's not enough for me. I'm into other fandoms. So today, I present to eeryone... My MLP redesigns! (I haven't watched an MLP episode in a year so hopefully these are ok and don't contradict anything)
(I know I'm not the best at drawing, hopefully these designs aren't awful. Also I know I forgot the cutie marks. I'll design them in the future. I also plan to make some anthro designs and of course ship kiddies)
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First there is Fluttershy. She is 2' 0'' (Petite to a whole 'nother level) to the top of her head. She is a Pudu Deer pegasus (Mom is a deer, dad is a pony). She is 27 years old. Fluttersy is very small and tiny. She can't fly well because of her thin tiny wings. She was held back in flight school as a filly.
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Rainbow Dash next. Rainbow Dash is a thoroughbred pegasus, 5' 4'' to the top of her head, age 26. She has big ol' wings and is very light on her feet. She wears goggles because it helps her fly without the wind blowing in her eyes. Also because it looks cool.
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Then Applejack. Applejack is a big and hefty Clydesdale horse, standing at a nice 5' 0''. She is 29. Applejack is weightier in her hooves and has some fluff.
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Pinkie Pie! (I had the most fun designing her) Pinkie is the youngest at 25. She likes to paint her hooves, wear bows, and cover her mane in sprinkles and confetti. She parties in her spare time. She is nice and plumpy. A 3' 6'' Shetland Earth Pony.
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Rarity is next. She is 29, slightly older than Applejack. She is very elegant and pretty and generally small for a unicorn, and is an Arabian breed. She is 4' 2''. I didn't give her a leonine tail or ancient unicorn horn I know. I just like this tail better.
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Twilight Sparky now. She is not an alicorn. She is an Appaloosa Unicorn at 5' 2''. She is 28 years old. She has a feathery leonine tail. Twilight doesn't have really good eyesight and wears glasses. She has white spots all over her body to resemble stars.
Thought I was done? Nah. I also did the male mane six! Rather then make them the same but just boys I tried to make them their own characters somewhat.
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First is Butterscotch. He is visually the opposite of Flutters. Tall, at a nice 5' 8''. I wanted to go for a gentle giant effect.. He is a Red Deer pegasus (Father is a deer, mother is a pony). He is 28, maybe a little younger than Twilight Sparkle. While Fluttershy is more in tune with animals and small critters, Butterscotch is better with plants. He knows how to take care of any type of flower, plant, or tree.
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Rainbow Blitz next. He is a thoroughbred pegasus. He is 5' 9'' and 28, a little older than Twilight and Butterscotch. He is very feathery and so totaly manly. You can tell by the rainbow hoofpaint. Rainbow Blitz isn't as fast in the air because his wings are small, but he can run quite fast. He can run at a powerful 140 to 170 MPH. That isn't to say he's not a fast flier. He's just not as fast as Rainbow Dash.
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Male Applejack. I refer to male Applejack as Applejax, so that's what I'm going to call him so that there's less confusion. Applejax is the biggest at a wopping 6 feet tall. He is a Shire horse and is 29, older than Rarity.
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Bubble Berry next. Bubble Berry is an Irish Donkey (Mother is a pony, father is a pony. She gets the donkey from another relative). I saw somebody make Pinkie a donkey and I fell in love with the idea so I had to make someone a donkey. So Bubble Berry is the man. Bubble Berry is 4' 4'' and is 27, slightly older than Fluttershy. He has a super furry body. Bubble Berry likes to make smoothies, parfeits, milkshakes, and other drinks and fancy fruity foods.
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Next is Elusive. Elusive is an Arabian unicorn. He is 5' 6'' and 30. He is the oldest out of everyone. Elusive is a fashion designer like Rarity, but while Rarity is primarily a feminine fashion designer who designs dresses and gowns, Elusive designs suits and tuxedos. He primarily designs fashion for the bulkier figures of stallions.
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And finally there's Dusk Shine. Dusk Shine is a 27 year old Arabian unicorn, only slightly older than Fluttershy. He is 5' 4''. Dusk Shine is a librarian. He works very hard and puts off other things such as hygene (Hense the messy mane and tail) and eating, 'cause who needs to eat, so he can keep working on his studies in his spare time instead.
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Here's a height comparison chart by their withers/backs.
I want to start making more art for other fandoms like My Little Pony and Pokemon, but I'm not sure. Should I just stick to Undertale? Would you guys be interested in other fandoms? Let me know.
MLP: Hasbro/Lauren Faust
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revolvius · 1 year
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Hellloooooo!
I heard your making requests for the month so...
Can you draw Undertale but FNaF?
Plssssssssss
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INKTOBER 2022 REQUEST #21
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I was going to make an entire roster for like- FNAFTale I guess.
But since it's October and Halloween, this is good enough lol.
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Inktober Requests (Open until October 30th, 2022)
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I forgot about prophecy Doug so uh ima just slip him in here- I imagine he would be with prophecy Bierce clinging to her side, but idk you do you-
Prophecy Doug is a doug that has been “cursed” his face all corrupted and shit making him wear a mask and be extremely anxious about it. If the mask is taken off forcefully, he will go into a violent panic and attack whoever took it specifically then cry later
5/10 with prophecy Bierce, because she would freak if someone tried to hurt him.
2/10 if he was alone, because he cannot defend himself. And idk things might think he’s a demon in disguise?
Alright, let's see some different groups then!
The Demonic Army
Unlike in most universes, demons are good in fnaftale. Demon Lords are what you want to watch out for. Honestly the demons in the demonic army would probably find him endearing, while also being worried for his health.
The Dielulowcooghazetcassheorarancoog village
They would be very welcoming of him, and would probably paint music notes on his mask to welcome him further. They would respect his mask, and would probably assume it's to keep the fae away, like their masks are.
The Fae
The fairies and fae creatures would probably mistake him for one of their own, and would try to have a talk about kidnapping people, rhymes and riddles, and tea times. There are many types of fae creatures, ranging from helpless, to harmful. If they find out that he isn't a fae, he's good as dead. Better hope he knows how to talk like Shakespeare! Otherwise they'll catch on quick-
The Naked Warriors
I could see these guys saving him from the fae. Naked Warriors are one of the strongest type of adventurer in fnaftale, they are Elite S Ranks. They wear only loincloths and silly helmets that blind them for protection. They would probably give him reassurance about the mask, telling him that a hidden face is not the face of a coward.
Cursed Heroes
These guys would ONE SHOT him given the chance, unless he can make them think that he's also a Cursed Hero. Cursed Heroes are victims of smart demon lords, that use cursed treasures to turn Heroes into Hosts. This is especially tragic because there is no way to break the curse without killing the Cursed Hero, and adventuring parties tend to be of family members or close friends.
So while doug is forced to get buddy-buddy with Demon Lords, he'll have to deal with the fact that he's talking to people that lost their bodies to evil forces of nature, and that these people were probably forced to kill their own families, if their families didn't kill them first.
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