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some art/doodles I did for undertale und deltarune. Can’t wait for the new chapters!

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recently replayed deltarune

noticed that kris (not player) initiates much more interactions with susie than others

including the fact they're both weird outcasts I thought kris would feel strangely safe in situation they need give her control over their actions

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Sighting; Or Carol Holiday having a meeting with the unknown.

The house was awfully quiet that night.

Carol Holiday pressed each letter on her computer keyboard with practiced deft. Despite the Moon having risen over the skies a couple of hours before, since she started filling the document, she wasn’t stopping anytime soon. Her job required her to make sacrifices from time to time, and during the day, the occasion had presented itself. Too much paperwork was due tomorrow — although Hometown wasn’t particularly dense in terms of population, nor did it have many serious matters to attend, the Festival organization took time she didn’t possess.

Despite her eyes growing heavier than the weight of the entire town resting over her shoulders, the Mayor refused to sleep. But, perhaps, she could take a little well-deserved rest. Deviating from the screen’s view as she stood up, her hooves walked against the window, then she opened it. An exhausted breath came out; neck loosening a bit, head down, looking at the lawn outside her office. A slight breeze moved her curly blonde hair, and she let herself get chilled by the soft touch of the night.

A cigarette would have been so nice at the moment. She might had quit quite a while ago, but whenever her cortisol increased, and it happened a lot, the taste, the physical sensation of it filling up her lungs, resurrected like a guilty memory. However, it would remain just that: a temporal yearning born from stress.

Another sigh before her head went upwards, meeting gazes with the infinite sea full of stars that was above the property, and the whole country. One of the advantages of living in a place without traces of light pollution was these views.

Even so, work wasn't waiting for her. She must finish her work, then, tomorrow, a sweet coffee, and back to it.

Carol was about to close the window.

Yet she didn't complete the action.

Electricity hugged her column and gave her a jolt, not knowing why at first. Eyes darting, she stared into the forest, glanced at every tree, and analyzed every shadow and form. Inside the mouth, a semi-metallic flavor appeared. Why this sudden unease?

Then, a realization sank in.

Her eyes had been fixed for a while now, understanding what she was staring at.

There was the vague shape of a man behind a tree. ---------- Author's note: I needed to practice a bit and wrote this down. It isn't perfect, but it's good enough to be posted here, I suppose. I had this idea two days ago about how it was virtually impossible that Carol hadn't noticed anything strange about Hometown whereas probably Kris and Noelle did -- moreover if we consider that her job would likely require her to be awake until the night sometimes --, and it hit my brain so hard that I couldn't let it go The last piece I published here had a good reception, thanks for that, too. Before those kind comments, I was falling into a spiral of insecurities about my writing and English prose. Being aware that it is, at least, apt for native consumption, made me less unhappy <3

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The dark...er truth.

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nole design breakdown

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Who you knew is gone

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drawing one deltarune for every day between the release date trailer and release part 1 of 64: i always liked to think way too hard about that bit where mr fox winks at us about the length between chapter releases via ralsei dialogue

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Midnight Whisper - Or Kris Crying at 3:00 AM

I am so sorry. I am sorry for even thinking a “So sorry” may change or mean anything. It does not. The damage provoked by my hands and words, yet not my own, can’t be erased, nor vanished. I would have loved this to have been the case.

I don’t dispose of much time to spend, just this entire night until I need to sleep. I’ll try to be brief, holding and grasping at the idea that this will be all it takes.

Do not trust me. Do not listen to me: nothing I say, and of course, don’t give any words to me. Every single attempt at doing either of these things will end up in vain, with broken dreams as a result. You cannot dialogue with whatever they are, you cannot pretend to win playing their game; I can tell. I have tried myself and failed, to all of you. And I’m still trying to solve and figure out how not to lose. It doesn’t matter how hard I try. It’s more difficult after each battle, when the Sun sets and darkness accompany me once more, but with no warmth, only a resolved coldness.

My eyelids close, and even then, I can’t sleep. The rest I can be provided with is when lights shine brighter between my hands. Over the horizon, then, blazing and enlightening my room, the Sun returns again. But, far from soothing any fear, it accentuates all of them. Since yesterday, at the library, the sensation of something else creeping near me has increased. It’s watching me. Then I know: there’s a skeleton within my closet, which will sing me every morning, and nothing can’t be done to move it afar from where I am, never.

Never, ever.

It shouldn’t have been him.

It shouldn’t have been you.

It shouldn't have been Her.

Look what kind of luck I gave to all of you. A curse, since the very beginning. I gift to all of you a poisoned curse. So, as I said:

Stay away from me. Don’t allow me to lengthen this pain, your pain, ours. Be safe, be focused, be better. You are strong enough to do this, Noelle. I know you are.

—————————————————— Wrote this yesterday before I went to sleep, when a random thought crossed my mind, swift as a falling star, and strong as a meteor's impact: "hey, what if, instead of letting this thing rot between your towering stacks of drafts, you got it posted and give some life to your blog". So here it is. Just in case, I apologize in advance because I'm pretty much aware of how ass this must read. I'm still trying to grasp the language.

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Noelle Doodles!

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vessel

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the madness continues

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On my Deltashit again. My fav reindeer…

The Nole…

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Faint Courage

It's Halloween, and it's Deltarune's anniversary! What's more appropriate than scaring some kids?

This comic basically acts as a prequel to last year's A Deal With The Devil and Some Self Reflection. Hope you all enjoy!

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My kids