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Bitter Party is here ( ＾ω＾ )

It can be seen as the sequel of Quality Café ( ￣▽￣)

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Rock Band belongs to @zu-is-here

Thank you so much for this beautiful comic, Zu ( ☆∀☆)

They're so cute, I really love to see them together. They're genuinely care of each other, that so sweet ((o(♡∇♡)o))

They're really deserve to be happy (*つ▽`)っ

Commission for @egnidres ☆ Thank you very much for supporting me!╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

A smile spread across Nuisance's face, his cheeks glistening a powdery green as his eye sockets curved with pleasure. He loved to see Memory's cheeks turn pink, at the same time as an air of satisfaction softened their features even more - something that seemed impossible at first sight.

He noted inwardly that he had to buy lemon cakes again, pressing his hand to his cheek to partially hide his smile.

"You're not taking anything,’ Memory asked gently."

"No, thanks."

He didn't need anything when he saw his lover beaming like him.

Cake testing 🍋🍰

(Nuisance belongs to @egnidres 🎀)

Commission number: 3/3

Mathi, thank you from the bottom of my heart (⁠✿⁠ ⁠♡ω♡⁠)

They're kissing, they're just kissing and I can't stop smiling ♡o｡(๑๏‿ฺ๏๑)｡o♡

They're so cute and adorable and just perfect (๑ˊ͈ ॢꇴ ˋ͈)〜♡॰ॱ

I love how you've drawn Nuisance, and I'm glad he has someone so lovely and wonderful. My little baby is happy now *ଯ( ॢᵕ꒶̮ᵕ)ॢഒ*♡

I love the fact that he is in Waterfall surrounded by Echo flowers (some will keep little tender words) ٩꒰ಂ❛ ▿❛ಂ꒱۶♡

Thank you so much, your compliments go straight to my heart. You are also a very kind and talented person and I really enjoy talking to you ♡(*´∀｀*)人(*´∀｀*)♡

Happy birthday @egnidres !! ♡

Nuisance — @/egnidres

For the short time we’ve known each other so far it was very fun to listen to your thoughts about them, and I hope there’ll be more moments with these little cuties later on. You’re a very talented and kindhearted person, and I wish you lots of healthy, successful and joyful years to come (>3<) <33

Zu, thank you from the bottom of my heart ꒰♡ˊ͈ ु꒳ ूˋ͈꒱.⑅*♡

They're so pretty, I love the design and just the pose. Like Horror holding Dust's arm so gently and it looks like he's going to kiss his wrist ٩꒰๑• ̫•๑꒱۶♡

It's too much like Horror is on Dust's lap and just awwww ♥(✿ฺ´∀`✿ฺ)ﾉ

There's too much love tension in them that I wouldn't be surprised to see them kissing right afterwards ˛˛ꉂ ೭(˵¯̴͒ꇴ¯̴͒˵)౨”

I'm glad you fell for them too, I totally get this cute and pleasant curse ( ᵒ̴̶̷̤̀ुωᵒ̴̶̷̤́ू )❤”

“No one could persuade the vindictive smithing god Hephaestus to return to Olympus and free his mother Hera, who had once abandoned him as a child for his ugliness, from his trap throne; until Dionysus, the god of festivity and insanity, came and intoxicated him...”

Happy birthday, @egnidres! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)✿

Horror from horrortalecomic by sourapplestudios

Murder by ask-dusttale

Oh that's so cute (⁠♡⁠ω⁠♡⁠ ⁠)⁠ ⁠~⁠♪

I love the fact that they have a sweet detail. It's so smart (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

Mamas so proud of youuu

Explanation: In Germany when wearing the traditional Dirndl, wearing the ribbon on your right side signals others that you’re already promised to someone else/ aka already taken

Aim belongs to @zu-is-here

Crazy Lace and Memory belongs to @clownyclowns

Axel and Eve belongs to @ari-cuno

Fricker belongs to @bluepallilworld

Esther belongs to @orange-dreamzer

Anko belong to Anko belongs to @groovygladiatorsheep

Nuisance belongs to me

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Nuisance smiled quietly as he watched Crazy Lace and Flicker bicker silently over their precious new gadget: Nuisance's camera. He enjoyed watching them both trying to take pictures at the same time of their current subjects: Axel, who was holding Eve asleep. He watched as the camera moved from one hand to the other in a perpetual motion. Some - if not all - of the photos were going to be blurry. But he had to admit that he enjoyed watching them trying to take pictures.

Anko and Esther waited quietly for their turn on the sofa, playing with Caramel, the little brown squirrel. He went from one child to the next, asking for a little caress - and checking at the same time that they didn't have any food for him - before coming back down and doing the same thing again.

Cloud, the little albino squirrel, remained hidden in the top pocket of Nuisance's jacket, probably resting.

"They're just like their uncle," Aim laughed. "Unable to stop taking photos of their family."

"As if that would bother you."

Nuisance, Aim and Memory were at the table, sipping their orange juice. Aim had opted for a large glass of chocolate, and the biscuits that accompanied it had long since been eaten by the children - but also the greedy adult -. Nuisance and Memory were sitting next to each other, the last dampfnudeln in front of Memory with the vanilla sauce, having survived the voracious appetites of the others.

The doorbell rang in the room and Aim nonchalantly went to open it. He returned with Error and Ink, much to his cousin's dismay. The latter looked coldly at the couple who had just entered the room, his body already unconsciously tensing up. He could feel a slight electric current - as if he had supplies all over his body - running through him, and even without seeing himself in a mirror he was sure that blue and green bugs had appeared.

Unfortunately, this also meant that the other adults in the room knew that he was furious, or at worst - and he hoped they didn't know - that he was terrified.

His gaze remained trapped in Error's equally angry one - at least the feeling was mutual - even when he heard Ink's calmer voice trying to ease the latent tension in the room. He seemed to have less of a French accent than his alternative version.

"We didn't say we were coming. I'm sorry if that surprised you, Nuisance."

"We don't have to be sorry if we want to see our grandchildren and our son," countered Error coldly, trying to get closer to Anko.

The other dark skeleton wouldn't let him, placing himself between the two as his glitching intensified. His soul was screaming at him to get away from the destroyer, the painful sensation of his threads on the fragile little organ tugging at him. But it was only a phantom pain, a pain that was only a memory, and one that he shouldn't dwell on. When the troublemaker leaves, it too will disappear.

"Back off," Error threatened.

"No."

He could feel his hands trembling as Error moved closer, only a few centimetres away. Nevertheless, he recoiled - as hard as he tried to repress it - as if his body were following the orders of his soul before bending to those of his mind. But this gesture had been seen and deciphered by the destroyer, who lifted his chin a little more, an overly proud smile pasted on his face.

If it hadn't been for the children in the room, he would have jumped at her throat, and even if he was a little smaller than his opponent, he would at least have managed to make her swallow his smile before the others separated them.

However, he couldn't do that now, not while the children were in the room and their surprised and confused eyes were turned towards them. He was even sure that if he decided to take a look, he'd be able to see that Crazy Lace and Flicker had stopped bickering so he could work out what was going on.

A hand reached for his and even before he could see who it was, he knew it was Memory. They were the only ones who could soothe his soul with a simple gesture. The look in their eyes was calm, but he had the impression that he could detect concern there too. So he gently interlaced his fingers with them as if to soothe her. He didn't like seeing worry in them, even though he knew that when his soul was perfectly reassured and calm, he would recognise that what looked like worry was probably not totally worry.

Love or Betrayal chapter 10 is here : Miss Blaster (⁠・⁠∀⁠・⁠)

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"The moon is beautiful, isn't it?" is here (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

Fairyverse belongs to @fairy-verse

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Love or Betrayal chapter 9 : Library. Enjoy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

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“Jealous of who? Of this guy? It's not like he's more interesting than me, or that you seem to have better discussions with him.”

Tears streamed down his cheeks, forcing him to wipe them away in a swift, angry gesture. He hated crying so much when he was angry... And he had no reason to be, Killer had the right to talk to whoever he wanted. And he'd be lying if he said he didn't like seeing him happy... Even if it was by talking to a stranger who could turn out to be dangerous at any moment.

Even if this stranger seemed better than him in so many ways that he almost wondered how he dared compare himself to him: he was prettier, more magnetic, he could so easily make Killer laugh and he seemed to be the kind of daring person that Killer liked so much.

No, he wasn't jealous. He wasn't jealous because he'd never be a match for him. A fight lost in advance was still a useless fight to make.

“You're wrong,” whispered Killer. “You're more interesting than you think, and more interesting than him too. You're stronger, more loyal and more adorable than he is. And there's something you've got that he'll never have, not even in his wildest dreams.”

“What,” Cross ventured.

Killer wiped away the last of the tears with his thumb, playing over the scar several times until the former guard blushed a deep, luminous purple. Proud of himself, he placed a kiss on his teeth, gentle and almost ephemeral if he wasn't sure that his lover would still feel it over the next few hours. Then he added in a velvety voice:

“My love.”

“Cheater.”

Despite his words, Cross kissed him again, warmth in his face and butterflies in his stomach. He'd been doomed ever since he'd fallen for that silly charmer. To his great delight.

Jealousy… As I mentioned, Cross can't hide his emotions, especially something like this 💜

Killer belongs to rahafwabas Cross belongs to jakei

Bitty in a dark manor : A unexpected rescue is here (⁠☆⁠▽⁠☆⁠)

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Love or Betrayal chapter 8: Talk (⁠◔⁠‿⁠◔⁠)

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HorrorDust One-Shot : I don't want to kill you (⁠⊃⁠｡⁠•́⁠‿⁠•̀⁠｡⁠)⁠⊃

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Love or Betrayal chapter 7 are here : Gift (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠)

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I think I spent a lot of time keeping information about Magicpunk like a dragon keeping its gold close to its side. It's more because I was debating with myself about details that I found illogical and that probably needed to be changed in order to be ‘acceptable’ to me. But I also know that I risk changing things again and again just because I'm not satisfied.

Of course if you have any questions you can ask, I'll do my best to answer them.

Here's what Killer, Cross, Dust and Horror look like. This wonderful illustration was made by @zu-is-here

In this universe, magic is present in everything (stones, wood, water, blood, etc.) in different quantities. It follows the same principle as the colour of stars: the hotter a star is, the more its colour turns purple. It's the same principle with magic, but not because of its temperature, but because of its quantity.

Some things don't have the colour of the magic they contain, but when they change state, like wood for example, the flames it gives off will have different colours. But precious stones, for example, have exactly the same colour as the amount of magic they contain.

What's more, their state can also influence their use. For example, gems are solid and can explode if misused, while water is most often used (especially in factories) because it's easy to separate the magic from the material. They simply use the principle of distillation (magic evaporates at just 75°C). However, the smoke is dangerous and potentially fatal. The smoke affects the souls of skeletons as it is not protected by fur, scales or skin.

Two people who worked in this place are affected by the smoke: Killer and Cross. They were born and lived for years in the slums, experiencing cold, hunger and fear, but they always stayed together.

It's because of the smoke that their souls and irises are red in whole or in part, creating Gamic antibodies to protect themselves and destroy the threat. But the soul is no longer able to stop or even reduce the production of its antibodies and so it gradually destroys itself because of their excessive presence, attacking the soul little by little. If we were to draw an analogy with two diseases that really exist, they would in some way be type 1 diabetes and cancer.

Killer's soul changed shape to become a circle and that's what saved his life, but Cross's didn't. That's why his soul changed shape to become a circle and that's what saved his life. That's why his soul is an inverted heart, half red and cracked in places. Horror and Dust help them find a way to save Cross.

Horror is a clockmaker and owns the shop with Dust in one of the modest neighbourhoods at a crossroads. They live close enough to the highest quarters that aristocrats can come and see Horror's creations and earn quite a bit of money. But it's frowned upon for these people to go there, so it's quite rare and they're quite discreet.

They then decide to ask Nightmare for help to save Cross.

Cross and Killer can't read, so Dust and Horror teach them to read and write.

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Je pense que j’ai pris beaucoup de temps à garder des informations sur Magicpunk comme un dragon qui garderait son or bien à côté de lui. C’est plus parce que je débattais avec moi-même de détails que je trouvais illogique et qui devait être probablement changé pour pouvoir être « acceptable » à mes yeux. Mais je sais aussi que je risque de changé encore et encore des choses juste parce que je ne suis pas satisfaite.

Bien sûr si vous avait des questions vous pouvez les poser, j’essayerais de faire de mon mieux pour pouvoir y répondre.

Voici à quoi ressemble Killer, Cross, Dust et Horror. Cette magnifique illustration a été faite par @zu-is-here

Dans cet univers, la Magie est présente dans toute chose (les pierres, le bois, l’eau, le sang…) dans des quantités différentes. Elle suit un peu le principe de la couleur des étoiles : plus une étoile est chaude et plus sa couleur tira vers le violet, c’est le même principe avec la Magie mais pas à cause de sa température mais de sa quantité.

Certaines chose n’ont pas la couleur de la Magie qu’ils contiennent, mais quand ils change d’état comme par exemple le bois où se sera les flammes qu’il dégage qui aurait des couleurs différentes. Mais les pierres précieuses par exemple ont exactement la même couleur que leur quantité magique.

De plus, son état peut également jouer sur son utilisation. Par exemple, les pierres sont solides et peuvent exploser si elles sont mal utilisées, l’eau est le plus souvent utilisée (surtout dans les usines) pour sa facilité à séparer la Magie de cette matière. Ils utilisent simplement le principe de la distillation (la Magie s’évaporant à seulement 75°C). Cependant, la fumée qui s’y dégage est dangereuse et potentiellement mortelle. La fumée affecte l’âme des squelettes puisqu’elle n’est pas protéger par des poils, des écailles ou de la peau.

Deux personnes ont travaillé dans cet endroit et sont touchées par cette fumée : Killer et Cross. Ils sont nés et ont vécu pendant des années dans les plus bas quartiers, ils ont connu le froid, la faim et la peur, mais ils sont toujours restés ensemble.

C’est à cause de la fumée que leur âme et leur iris sont rouges entièrement ou en partie, créant des anticorps Gamic pour se protéger et détruire la menace. Mais l’âme n’arrive plus à arrêter ou même diminuer la production de ses anticorps et de ce fait elle se détruit peu à peu à cause de leur présence trop importante en attaquant l’âme petit à petit. Si on devait faire une analogie avec deux maladies qui existent réellement se seraient d’une certaine manière le diabète de type 1 et le cancer.

L’âme de Killer a changé de forme pour devenir un cercle et c’est ce qui lui a sauvé la vie, mais celle de Cross ne l’a pas fait. C’est pour ça que son âme est un cœur inversé à moitié rouge et craquelé par endroit. Horror et Dust les aident à trouver un moyen de sauver Cross.

Horror est horloger et possède avec Dust la boutique dans un des quartiers modestes à un croisement. Ils habitent assez proche des plus hauts quartiers au point où des aristocrates peuvent venir voir les créations de Horror et leur permettre de gagner pas mal d’argents. Mais c’est assez mal vu pour ces personnes de partir là-bas, alors c’est assez rare et ils sont plutôt discrets.

Ils vont par la suite décider de demander de l’aide à Nightmare pour sauver Cross.

Cross et Killer ne savent pas lire et Dust et Horror leur apprennent à lire et écrire.

They're so perfect together. Thanks so much for doing them (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦)

Have a good day or night (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠)

HorrorDust Request

@egnidres here is part one of your request with the references you sent me.

Love or Betrayal chapter 6 : A visit <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

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HorrorDust One-Shot. Enjoy (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠)

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The 5th chapter is here : A help. Sorry for being late ヘ('-_-ヘ)

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Update :

Love or Betrayal chapter 8 (no name) : 8th October

HorrorDust OS (I don't want to kill you) : 15th September

Maybe another One-Shot can be posted

Love or Betrayal chapter 4 : Soup is here 〜⁠(⁠꒪⁠꒳⁠꒪⁠)⁠〜

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It's the first chapter of Nuisance story : Starting with a bad ending (•̀ᴗ•́)و ̑̑

Tw : Violence against children, abandonment (if you see more, please tell me to add them) (-ε- )

If you're not feeling comfortable with that, please don't read, your health is more important （　´∀｀）

Post Dark Cream belongs to @zu-is-here

Nuisance belongs to me

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Speedpaint

Love or Betrayal chapter 3 is here : Triggers (⁠人⁠ ⁠•͈⁠ᴗ⁠•͈⁠)

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Dust found the best gift for Horror (=ﾟωﾟ)ノ

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Love or Betrayal, chapter 2 is here : A bouquet of faded roses (✿´‿`)

Have a good reading （*´▽｀*）

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Horror gonna have a new friend (੭•̀ω•́)੭̸*✩⁺˚

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