#foresttale

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Here’s a few additional drawings of eucalyptus along with his child Ivy and his partner sprout (who is owned by @earthtaleau)

Meet Willow and Petal the two OC that I've had for 2 years yet never even drew them once until today :)

Go ahead and ask them questions if you'd like! They're very nice so don't worry <3

Art 2020 - 19.06.2020

I'm not totally useless DP/RP character

Foresttale

this au is mine!! (@pickytart)

frisk couldn’t see. they had lost their glasses sometime during the fall down to. . .wherever frisk had ended up. it seemed a conveniently placed pile of dirt, leaves, and pine needles sort of cushioned the fall, but didn’t stop frisk from getting a nasty cut on their left leg. frisk sighed, sitting up. they had to find their glasses, or they really would be lost. after moving around a bit, the glasses were found. picking them up, frisk felt a large crack that branched off into smaller cracks on one of the lenses. oh well. they’d have to do for now. they looked around. it seemed like an old tunnel, made of crumbling purple-ish bricks. there seemed to be an old trail. no one had been down it in a while, it seemed. looking around, frisk got up and slowly limp-walked down the old tunnel.

it wasn’t long before frisk found a large door frame,the door itself missing. frisk turned the corner, and their mouth fell open. it was a forest. with random trees, some that didnt even belong in a forest. pine trees, jungle trees, even apple trees. how could something like this grow underground? fast movement a couple of feet away caught their attention. it was a yellow flower, with holes and tears in its drooping petals. the thing that caught frisk’s attention the most, though, is the fact that it had a face. a nervous looking one, at that. “y-you shouldn’t be here,” it said quietly. “it’s not safe.” frisk tilted their head and asked why. “there are so many things here that could kill you. rabid monsters, falling trees, or. .” the flower shuddered. “the king. he’s the worst monster you’ll ever meet.” frisk slowly limped over to the flower, at which it started shaking. frisk assured it that they weren’t dangerous. the flower only let up a little. they reached up slowly and pet the flower, as if to soothe it. frisk asked for its name. “flowey.” he said quickly, quietly. frisk introduced themselves, and they ended up talking for a while.

it wasn’t until flowey looked behind frisk that they looked over. there was what looked like a goat-lady. she had a torn and dusty violet and white dress. there were branches covering her arms, and caught in her hair. her fur might have been white, but now it was a dirty grey. her eyes were kind, and soft. “hello, child. what are you doing here?” frisk didn’t say anything, instead glancing back at flowey. he was tense. frisk reached over and pet him. he calmed down. “are you shy?” the goat-lady asked. “that is fine,” she said, smiling,” my name is toriel. i keep care of the ruins and the forest here. i see you’ve met flowey. he is very nice, isn’t he?” toriel smiled at the two again. frisk quietly greeted toriel, saying their own name. “are you hungry?” frisk slowly nodded. “come with me, i have food.” frisk looked back at flowey. he was calm. frisk grabbed the dirt around flowey, and with flowey making scared noises for a moment, frisk carefully carried flowey in their hands.

“i have a flower pot, if you’d like one?” toriel said as they walked. frisk nodded timidly. flowey tried his best to hide in frisk’s hands. toriel nodded. after a while, they got to a building. it was the same color as the ruins, and in as bad shape. a whole corner of the front of the building was missing. toriel walked up to two large, molded wooden doors. she opened one, waving her hand inside. “come in, i have pie i just made.” frisk looked at flowey, who was looking at frisk. flowey slowly nodded.