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colliholly · 18 days ago
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so you're telling me everyone got a little abnormal about that one Tenna sprite
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enchantederidi · 11 days ago
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has anyone done this with their dess design yet
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triona-tribblescore · 2 months ago
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Snow white lookin' mf
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distressedspecimen · 27 days ago
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im not ready man
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cymk8 · 5 months ago
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lady of sorrows
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qiinamii · 5 months ago
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new guy in the Express
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adding more to the whimsy
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naarisz · 2 months ago
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Gale's missing modern au scene from the patch 8 animation. The others left the game, while he was preparing gamer snacks. :DD
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shesin · 9 months ago
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it’s odd, really; she’s never been in this position before, in this sort of limbo between life and death. not once has she even been as close as she is now. she can’t even curl her fingers, her limbs are stiff, some sort of faux rigor mortis. or maybe he slipped himself something? she noticed his blood smelled a bit different, earthier than normal— more metallic, but proceeded anyways. without heed, she flew straight into the sun: her golden boy. the love of her eternal life. even in death.
‘i have loved you with all myself,’ she murmurs softly, stiffened fingers cradling the gash upon her empty womb. his hand wraps around her from the back, chilled fingers curling around her throat, grip stopping the blood flow from the incision along her neck.
‘don’t lie,’ her whispers into her ear, boarding on a hiss. if there weren’t so many different pain signals firing throughout her body, she’d have registered the harsh nip he gave to the shell of her ear. ‘you’re here for a reason,’ this time, his voice is full of venom as his knife presses to her throat once more.
she hums softly, the silver of the blade constricting her vocal cords. she doesn’t fight it. she doesn’t fight him, just takes what he is fishing out. with the force at which he has this knife at her throat, she’s surprised he hasn’t cut all the way thru. what’s holding you back?
‘i’m happy it was you,’ she’s able to push out a few more words past his blade as he digs it into her flesh, streams of blood pooling beneath them. he’s quick to deliver the final slice to her throat. and with that, he lets her go. her body crumples without his support.
her mother always said that love would kill her. perhaps that’s why she ruled as she did; an iron fist, affection given so sparingly and yet it was still intoxicating. love will be the death of you. if she could laugh, she would. a big, hearty laugh, head thrown back, eyes crinkling at the corners sort of laugh. one that comes every few centuries: jaewoo himself has only seen it a handful of times.
‘put me in my bed,’ she whispers from the floor. put me in the bed we made love in. in the bed our children were born. in the bed we sleep in. if she is to die, she wants it to be in her safe place.
her eyes dart from place to place, irises shrinking and widening with uncontrollably. she can’t focus on anything, yet she can clearly see the combat boots in front of her. he’s always been one for routine.
he lets her lay there for a few minutes. maybe a few hours. watches as she spasms, blood gurgling past her lips and unto the wooden floors. even in death, he’s possessive, unable to leave her be without a watchful eye on her. who would want me now save for you, my love?
she doesn’t know how long she lie on the floor until she feels just the slightest breath of cool along her skin. she supposes he’s lifted her body, but she is unsure at this point; unable to see, unable to move, she can hardly feel nor hear her surroundings. she can, however, taste betrayal on her tongue. acidic, burning its way down her esophagus, eating holes in its wake. only he can make her feel this way.
she knows not of where she is or if he had answered her ask. she doesn’t even know if she’s alive at this point; this limbo is deathly quiet and cold. she can’t feel the flame of her spirit anymore. she feels frozen, as if dunked in ice. her tongue still tastes of acid, but she can tolerate it. everything is fading. she feels as though she needs to rest.
see you in your dreams, little one.
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sanschips · 1 month ago
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it was a magical night in camp <33
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abandoned-quiche · 2 months ago
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I LOVE ALL OF THESE CHARACTERS BTW. I DO NOT WANT TO SEE YOUR HATE FOR THEM ON MY POST
#textboxes#deltarune#susie deltarune#lancer deltarune#kris dreemurr#ralsei#my art#long post#hi welcome to my secret notes about this textbox adventure!#my developer's commemtary if you will.#i originally drew susiezilla in her light world color palette. but i changed it afterwards because i realized she likes herself better in#the dark world than in the light world. if she were to draw an idealized version of herself it'd be based on her dark world form.#if you pay attention to kris' drawing you'll see that they tried to give it big angel wings. but it's kind of hard to do that when you can'#control yourself.#i named Urisk that to complete the . uhm. quadfecta?#Frisk Urisk Chara Kris. or FUCK for short.#i was going to give urisk angel features because they're so Good. but i realized ralsei probably considers devils to be good rather than#angels. since he exists to banish the angel's heaven and all the heroes have strong devil motifs surrounding them.#i still gave them a halo though bc i still wanted them to seem Good.#i feel like the pacing on this one could have used some improvement#but overall i'm just happy i got it done! i'm very proud of it :]#that's the thing about these textboxes. it's really hard to go back and change previous textboxes#you've just gotta keep on chuggin forward until you reach the end! no looking back!#anyway i hope you enjoyed this one! :3#oh also. i put kris on the opposite side of everyone else to symbolize their isolation from everyone else bc of the soul#okay actually i have more to say. so susie's drawing looks like something hou could actually draw on a paper#meanwhile ralsei's was based on the drawing on his unused manual. which has pure black outlines and perfectly filled colors like it was mad#in ms paint. also i was originally going to include noelle and berdly in this too#berdly's OC was going go be Super Lord Berdly; Mayor of Smartopia#and noelle's OC was going to be really beautiful but really tragic
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rocketbirdie · 2 months ago
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game of telephone
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kalsyumtulag · 3 months ago
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Not even considering this as shipping it's just unfortunately the way he is 🌭
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Redrawing this particular screenshot from sausage's latest episode bcs I cannot stand him
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haunted-typewriter · 17 days ago
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i should really post more huh……
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astrallar · 2 years ago
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This man holds my heart just like he holds these ducks
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distressedspecimen · 29 days ago
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Deltarune is in a week!!!!!!!!!
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hotcinnamonsunset · 5 months ago
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when art (below left, print by Anna Haifisch) inspires art (below right, follow up by @molabuddy) inspires art (above, hand knit cardigan by me)🐕
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