Chara Fanart Undertale Novelas e Histórias

"The what?" Aiden proudly lifted the parchment, presenting it with a triumphant flourish. It was a masterpiece of terrible stick figures. There was a tall, blocky man with a jagged golden crown, a woman wearing an oversized silver tiara, a small blob representing a little boy, a giant black dog with six legs, a glowing stick figure surrounded by yellow loops, and a final girl drawn with aggressively angry V-shaped eyebrows. Kael let out a long, dry sigh. "Let me guess. The one with the furious eyebrows is your long-lost aunt?"

inalis ni Limuel ang kumot na tumatabing sa kanilang kahubaran. “T…teka, tapos na ang ritwal. Umuwi na tayo…” “Ha, kaya ko pa ng isa.” Kinurot ni Tala si Limuel sa tagiliran. “A-aray!” kunwari ay nasaktan si Limuel. “Prince uncharming ka nga talaga!” pilit ni Tala na tinatakpan ng kumot ang hubad na katawan. “W..wag dito, baka may pumasok…”

My eyes were enormous circles with jagged lines coming out—lightning, maybe. Underneath, in Rowan’s careful, wobbly handwriting: THE KERSED LUNA. The second panel had a moon with angry eyebrows and what I thought might be teeth. A tiny figure (me, presumably) stood under it, frowning. Panel three showed a blob with too many arms, and what I assumed was Malric’s crown, being bitten by a smaller blob with pointy teeth. Panel four was just me again, this time with a wolf tail and a baby in my arms, the angry moon now… smiling? Or having a stroke. It's hard to say.

Seraphina rolled her eyes, her teenage rebellion in full force. "But Uncle, it's sooo boring! I'll just be a burden, and everyone will stare at me like I'm some spoiled rich kid." Mace didn't mince words, his tone as gruff as ever. "Seraphina, you are a spoiled rich kid, and that's exactly why you need to be there. This is a family duty, and I won't have you embarrassing me by playing the lazy teenager card." Seraphina huffed, clearly frustrated with her uncle's unyielding stance.

I sat up in a jump, reaching for the bag as he stood up and stretched. " So this is what you ran to your room to get? " Theo teased the boy. Opening the bag, I pulled out a tank top, or at least, what was left of one, since it looked like it had lost a nasty fight with the scissors. The side was very low cut, and you could see that it had been cut halfway down its length, and the neckline had also been expanded. But what was most striking was the handmade painting of a skeleton riding a flaming unicorn with the letters "T A M" underneath.

Grey replied casually. Keyara sighed in relief, "When I was in college, I played games made by Gametopya. From Triangle Love, Treasure, and Puzzle, I liked all of Gametopya's games. I think the games are not boring, especially Treasure and Triangle Love." Keyara explained happily. "So why did you choose to design Chara?" Keyara scratched her forehead while smiling widely, "I like to draw, sir."

See you in next chapters for fun and giggles. Gift for us... I got a fanart image for Banks & Eleanor. It's my current profile picture. Hope they look as imagined. Xie Xie

The dawn broke with a sullen sky, casting a gray pall over the rogue encampment. Charollet sat by the dying embers of the communal fire, her fingers stained with charcoal as she sketched absentmindedly on a scrap of parchment. The lines formed a visage stern eyes, a cruel smirk, Kade's face etched into the paper as if her hand moved of its own accord. She crumpled the drawing, tossing it into the fire. The flames licked at the paper hungrily, consuming the image as swiftly as he had invaded her life.

Charlotte was shocked by Annalita’s inferential abilities. “Y-Yes…” “Mm!” Annalita nodded at one of the paintings, which featured a cartoon character. “A person’s artwork is a reflection of their heart. Your painting may not be up to par, but it’s bright and sincere. That means that you’re a simple, innocent person. Not bad! Not bad at all!” ‘Huh? Is Annalita complimenting me?’ Her sudden display of affection shocked Charlotte. She stared at her wide-eyed and with a gaping mouth, temporarily at a loss for words.

And those feet, small and dainty,I couldn’t stop myself from trailing my fingers along her ankle. My lips twitched. How the hell did I not see this? The very girl I’d been searching for—hunting for, aching for—was right under my nose, dressing like a boy and taunting the beast inside me every damn day, and even sucked my cock.. She was my Luna. My mate. The only person the Moon Goddess ever created for me. I let out a breathless laugh and dragged my hands down my face, still in disbelief.