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If you hate Jewish people, I hope you break all of the bones in your feet and hands

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Messing around with some anatomy practice, ended up drawing Lankmann. Whoops! Anygays Lankmann Nation come get y’all juice

Essentially what if Lankmann got extra padding around his body to 1. Protect his rather vulnerable internals from getting scratched up, like a full body equivalent of a phone case, and 2. Give himself a more human shape to make things like wearing normal clothes easier, since his usual form (as interpreted by concept art) is pretty much just the necessities! No flesh or padding to fill out clothes! No wonder he wears a cloak 90% of the time, his pre-attack wardrobe probably just doesn’t fit!

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HELLO u seem very cool and we have some of rhe same interesy. we've never interacted wirh each other b4 but i like ur art and u seem awesome.. is it ok if we could be moots /not forcing

HELLO!!!! This is actually so silly I’ve never been asked to be moots but ykw i fw you. get into the circle my guy (grabs you by the scruff of the neck like a cat)

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SECOND PAGE + honorable Pamplemousse drawing,,,, heart emoji

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More Gaster ! I like him a normal amount (LOUD INCORRECT BUZZER NOISE)

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Hey so uh why is no one talking about this. Or at the very least I haven’t seen many theories about this.

Gaster was experimenting with Dark Worlds. He had to have been, for photon readings to be negative— that would mean darkness so intense it spills out and emits darkness as if it had the same properties as light, i.e; when we see Dark Worlds from the outside in Deltarune. This is such good theory fodder. We finally find out what Entry 17 is about and y’all are QUIET!!!

If y’all want I can share my own theory mayhaps

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Some Gasters in these trying times (sorry for Tumblr fucking the quality to shit </3)

The UTDR hyperfix is coming back in full swing and it WILL kill me

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Have I told y’all how much I love these two

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I made a cake

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Whenever I see Rouxls’s stupid ass hand movements in that one scene of chapter 3 I have to copy him. Like my hands move on their own to match his. And for this I hate him

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RAAAAAAGH LANKMANN HEADCANONS GO

(also on AO3)

GENERAL HEADCANONS:

- Greedy little bitch but not because he’s like, actually buying things for himself. He sees money as a tool, as something he can use to get the right people to do what he wants and sneak past the law. If you have enough money, you can do anything, and he sure as shit doesn’t want to run out.

- Has a soft spot for kids, specifically those that are visiting family in the facility or who are unfortunate enough to have been afflicted with Veldigun sickness. You can kind of tell that if he wasn’t, y’know, whatever he is now, he’d be somebody’s grandpa sitting out on the porch.

- In that same vein, he keeps strawberry bonbons in one of his coat pockets for any kids who come through. It is one of the few times one can witness him being kind.

- I see him as either an only child or perhaps having some estranged sibling out there somewhere but he has what I like to call Middle Child Powers where if someone looks away from him for more than 5 seconds he can slink away and disappear as if out of thin air. Just… gone. Poof. He can be very quiet when he wants to be, heeled boots be damned.

- Autistic. Autistic and so, so very undiagnosed. Why, you may ask? Oh boy:

- He’s a very neat, precise individual. Everything has its own place, and if it is moved from its place, it WILL make him irritated if not antsy. He has his own parking space outside the asylum, has a closet full of pretty much the same outfit with slight variations if he wants to spice it up a little, and even goes as far as to have equipment set up in the exact position and order he likes them whilst doing surgery.

- Similarly, he works on a tight, CONSISTENT schedule. He wakes up at the same time every morning, leaves the house at the same time which is optimized to avoid as much traffic as possible, gets to the asylum almost at the same time every day give or take 5 minutes, and leaves the same way. If there’s something like a train or a wreck that makes him late, everyone WILL be subject to his frustration for the rest of the day.

- Silent meltdown kind of guy. Zones out in the middle of working and stares at his desk for 20 odd minutes as his mind races. If anyone talks to him or god forbid touches him in these moments he will bring wrath previously unbeknownst to this world.

- Acts like he doesn’t give a shit about his appearance or sickness, but actually is very insecure. Hell, he makes jokes about it sometimes. He’d never tell anyone how much it really bothers him though.

- The VERY few moments he gets to actually sit and relax with nothing to do, he puts on classical music and sits on the couch with a book. Usually reads old classics, isn’t too concerned with newer titles. Often rereads books he’s already finished many times over.

- Speaking of music, 40’s-50’s era jazz is very nostalgic for him. With my headcanon age for him, he would’ve been born at the tail end of WWII, making that music a key part of his childhood. Hence, he used Glenn Miller’s In The Mood for the Lankmann Foundation’s opening advertisement!

- His favorite and least favorite season is winter because it gives him an excuse to go outside (when you’re bundled up in coats and scarves and hats it can be hard to see your face/features) but he HATESSSSSSS the cold. Being made of metal, his body cools down much faster and much more intensely than normal people’s do.

- Despite getting cold quickly, if he’s been up and about for a long time (especially if he’s been moving around a lot), he can get really warm. The machine parts in his body do produce a lot of energy and therefore heat, especially in high use. It’s not a human warmth, it’s more like that of an overheating computer, but he’s not always frigid!

- Adverse to physical touch, which may seem like a given but it’s ANY physical touch. Handshakes feel weird to him— why does he have to shake hands with a person he just met when they could be germy or sweaty or whatever else? He bobs and weaves in crowded hallways to absolutely avoid brushing shoulders with ANYONE, even on accident.

- Usually tries to avoid going outside of the asylum or his estate for pretty much any reason but if he HAS to run errands (get groceries if one of his employees can’t do it for him, go to the bank, etc) it’s a bit of a spectacle. The town knows him— not as a person, but moreso as an event that occurs sometimes. They know he’s a Veldigun sickness survivor but they don’t know the extent of his condition. He turns heads, makes cashiers a little nervous. He’s Eastridge’s small-town celeb and he LOATHES it. Just let the man get his damn groceries.

- Speaking of which, being the one selected to run errands for him is complete whiplash. His grocery list is strange at best, he’s got everything down to the brand and exact kind of whatever item and just half of the list equates to the monthly rent of any one of his employees. Why he even needs any of this stuff is anyone’s guess— maybe he DOES actually eat and is just very particular, maybe he doesn’t eat but has his house stocked for a sense of normalcy. No one really knows.

- Doesn’t really swear all that often (at most an occasional “dammit” if someone does something stupid. Consider it a first warning) but when he genuinely curses? That’s when you know he’s PISSED. The word “fuck” leaves his mouth and the entire staff trembles before almighty God.

ROMANTIC HEADCANONS:

- Love does not come easily to him. It takes a long, long time to earn his trust in such a way, let alone for him to open up at all. His affections have to be earned. You have to cultivate that shit from the ground up, and even then, keeping a relationship with him is a whole other beast.

- He’s a quiet lover. He’s not one for PDA, has to be asked to be touched at any time, and doesn’t go out of his way to verbally affirm his affections. Rather, he’ll do little things to make life easier for you. He’ll tidy up your workspace a little, or get your clothes steamed for you, or sometimes get you a small gift. It’s all in the little things.

- The best way to be affectionate with him is to just exist in his space. Read your own book across the couch from him. Take your lunch break in his office. He struggles to admit it, but he does enjoy your presence.

- The few times he does initiate physical contact, it’s either because he’s amidst a breakdown and needs you to ground him, or he’s feeling extra clingy.

- He’s more jealous than you’d expect— if someone flirts with you or gets too close, he’s at your side in an instant, with a hand at your shoulder or waist pulling you closer.

- During his breakdowns (if you’re not in public), holding you helps him stay grounded. Congrats, you are now a stress ball. He’ll cling to you as if you’re attached at the hip and refuse to let go. If you’re doing literally anything, he WILL follow you around like a lost puppy. He doesn’t speak much in these moments. Just lie on the couch and hold him, and he’ll be perfectly content.

- Marriage isn’t something he cares for. It’s just not his thing. Sorry if you wanted to put a ring on it, but it’s not happening. Same with kids. He doesn’t really want any of his own, and post-Veldigun sickness he can’t have any regardless.

- However, if marriage could get him tax benefits, he would consider. But ONLY for the tax benefits

- Once you get close enough to him and he trusts you enough, you’ll be assigned the job of making sure his body doesn’t give out on itself. Be prepared to read an extensive manual and listen to several long lectures on how to fix every single thing that could break or come loose. WD-40 is your friend. You will quickly find he has lacked proper, routine maintenance for MANY years due to simply not trusting anyone enough to do it and not giving enough of a shit about his own health to do it himself.

- Please be careful with him. He is so, so scared. You could literally kill him whilst fixing him if you nick the wrong wire. He is FRAGILE. Handle. With. Care.

- On the topic of wires, they’re one of the few places on his body where he actually feels physical sensation, aside from his face. It’s not pleasant, but it doesn’t hurt either— his best equivalent for it would be “as if someone reached through your flesh and touched your bones.” You are the one person allowed to even graze them. It’s better than touching his face, at least; too much pressure and the thin skin can detach from the flesh beneath it, like an egg membrane. Again, be careful with him.

- If you’re getting him a gift, get something practical or meaningful. Flowers and chocolates are shallow to him, and he doesn’t even like chocolate anyways. Get him a book he’s been wanting, or a record from a composer he loves. Don’t make a big deal out of it, just give it to him casually. You will receive similar gifts in turn. The more you pay attention to his own interests and wants, the more he will pay attention to yours.

- When he becomes as committed to you as physically possible, it’s like Morticia and Gomez Addams. “It’s a 60/40 relationship” but you’re both aiming to be the 60. Stay dedicated and you will have a man who will overthrow nations for you. Hospital bills, student loan debt, mortgage/rent? Consider it paid for. Anything you could ever want will be yours, so long as you’d do the same for him. It takes a long time for him to get to that point, but he can be incredibly committed if his partner is the same.

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more spoilers for a dictionary of scoundrels blehhh

"And you killed Aunt Schadenfreude."

He winced. "Ah, that one was a terrible accident, Shenanigan."

Shenanigan remembered the pulled-up carpet, the stick that had been wrenched out of her aunt's hands. "No, it wasn't," she said.

"No, it wasn't," he agreed.

also a test comic

i HATE him

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More of the cursed child

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i got these knockoff boots online and instead of the brand name on the tag they have the name of an apparently nonexistent martin scorsese movie??? what the fuck

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Hello bisexual community

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DELTARUNE CHAPTER 3 SPOILERS (ART) UNDER THE CUT!!