The Random Art Station

"He reached out suddenly, fingers dipping into the cooling mess on the floor before Vox could react, scooping up a smear of blood and viscera and dragging it across Vox’s screen in a slow, deliberate line. Vox sucked in a breath, body going rigid, more startled by the intimacy of the gesture than the gore itself.

“There,” Alastor murmured, voice dropping lower, “back to looking like yourself.”

"The couch tipped. Vincent swore as his centre of gravity went entirely to hell, and the two of them went over the back in a tangle of limbs and fabric and startled noise. They hit the rug with a thump that rattled the coffee table, Vincent landing on his back and Alastor half on top of him, the clipping fluttering down to land face-up beside them.

They lay there for a moment, stunned, staring up at the ceiling.

Then Alastor burst out laughing - bright and unrestrained, shoulders shaking as he pressed his face briefly into Vincent’s chest to muffle it. Vincent followed a second later, the sound dragged out of him whether he wanted it or not, one hand coming up to rest automatically at the small of Alastor’s back."

In honor of Error's birthday, preorders for his zine are now live! A bunch of talented artists and writers have been working hard over the months to put this together, and I'm honored to be one of the merch artists. If you love Error and the Undertale AU community, please check it out and support us! https://error404zinenotfound.bigcartel.com/

As a sneak peek, here are two of the three merch items I personally worked on that are included in the partial bundle (the third is a super secret item that'll only be available if certain stretch goals are hit 😉)

Double-sided Keychain:

Sticker Sheet:

A piece done for the fanfic TIDES by @mak3morn! Marine biologist Vincent becomes fixated on Alastor's podcasts and invites him to learn about cool shark facts for a new episode. The fluff and wholesomeness between the two will make your teeth rot straight out of your head.

"Alastor froze mid-sentence as he noticed the now thrice-familiar silhouette in the water again–except this time, the little shark’s head popped up above the surface, shaking itself. He stumbled back a step instinctively. The sight of those razor-sharp teeth inspired little trust–but they twisted into a wide grin instead. The shark happily hopped into its owner’s lap, splashing water everywhere with its wagging tail.

Oh. It was like a dog.

And Alastor wasn’t sure how he felt about that.

Still, the way Vox smiled as he stroked the creature’s fins stirred something like fondness in Alastor."

Realizing now that I posted this on Bluesky but not here lol.

"Get the fuck out of my kitchen, Vox."