#MAU: Round 2

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Deltarune doodles!

got bored one night a few months ago and decided to doodle some deltarune characters, suggested by friends and whoever else found the post

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Tournament of Lokis: Round 2

Vote for your favorite Loki. Propaganda is accepted. You have 1 week.

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SOAR pt.2

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NSFW +18 MDNI cw: smut, kidnapping, obsessive behavior, fem!reader, König is a fucking delusional, noncon, Stockholm Syndrome. (idk guys it’s more romantic? than i wanted it to be lmao) (and another warning that this chapter might feel different from the first chapter. just saying :> )

word count: 1.7k

summary: Your sweet captor König fucking you after coming back to home from a long mission.

art cr: yashk_pucyet on twt

König was a man of stamina. He made sure you knew it in the first months that he kidnapped you. And after he came back from deployments, he would make sure you knew he wasn’t a man to be satisfied with just one round. He was your husband after all. He should show his wife that he’s the only one that she needed, that was what he was thinking when he pulled you up by your calves and put them onto his shoulders as he pushed his thick cock into your perfect pussy. His perfect pussy. You were his wife so he had all the right to claim you as his. All of you. All of his. “Ich habe das so sehr vermisst.” (I missed this so much.) he grunted as his hips continued its overwhelming pace.

The way your eyes rolled back and walls clenched tightly around his shaft made him bite onto his lower lip so he wouldn’t let out the moan that was threatening to slip away from his lips. “So fucking cute, Maus.” he cooed when you let out the most beautiful moans and whimpers. The sound of your begging and pleading like ‘stop’, ’s too much’, ‘can’t take it’ fall on deaf ears. All he could hear was the lewd sounds of your dripping cunt. And the way your pussy milked him was enough to convince him to continue. But of course he was still sweet enough to draw tight circles on your clit when he felt you get closer to your orgasm. He brought one if his hands down between your thighs as the other kept your legs on his shoulders. “Let go f’me, Maus. It feels good isn’t it? As much as you try to deny it you missed this cock more than me. Did i made you addicted to this cock? Such a slutty wife. My slutty wife.” and of course he was mean. His degrading words went straight to your pussy. The pleasure, the way he stretched your poor pussy, the way his tip hit your most delicious spots were too overwhelming. You felt like the world’s spinning when he bit the soft skin of your calves. He quickly kissed and licked the new mark which found it’s place among the others. With one hard thrust his tip kissed your cervix and made your vision go white when you cum around his thick cock. Your thighs trembled and you let out a soft cry as you cum. “Scheiße.” He hissed. Pussy squeezing him so tight, milking and begging for his cum. Who he was to not give it to his sweet girl. His beautiful wife. “Gonna cum in you süßes Mädchen.” he purred as the movement of his hips became more desperate. The thought of cumming inside your greedy cunt, claiming you with his cum deep inside your cunt, brought him to the edge. So he finished deep inside you, painting your walls with his seeds. Just like how he did when you ride him. The relief and contentment he felt afterwards was something else. Something that made him feel like a caveman. A man who behaves primitive and rough. “I’m sorry, Maus.” he cooed when he finally noticed your tear stained face. He turned his head to side and closed his eyes when he pressed his lips onto the skin of your legs. “Are you mad at me?” he mumbled softly with all his innocence. He pulled his cock out and collapsed on top of you, so you couldn’t look away from him or try to leave his side. “Look at me, Maus. Du gehst nirgendwohin.” (You’re not going anywhere.) his lengthy and calloused fingers found your chin to make you look into his eyes. He hated when you got upset with him. His heart ached and anxiety engulfed his brain whenever you avoided him. It wasn’t like you could ever leave him. Oh he wouldn’t let you. He just needed you so much. His need and desperation for you never ended.

In the other hand, there you were, so sore from his harshness and endless desire for you. You felt like crying again as he softly let go of your chin, deciding that he was already too harsh on you today, and buried his head into your neck. He was heavy. God he was like 130 kilograms and he was crushing your poor delicate body into mattress. Not that he cared if you were uncomfortable. He just wanted to soothe you with the way he thought would work. His actions were confusing you, making you doubt yourself whenever he got so tender and soft with you. Like now. He was nuzzling and murmuring into your neck, kissing and licking the soft skin, breathing in your addictive scent and marking you by sucking bruises onto your throat… He was melted onto your body, like he didn’t fucked you senseless a minute ago. “Was i too rough again?” he finally spoke again, making you sob and nod quietly. All the overwhelming feelings finally getting to you. “Aww poor baby. That was why i wanted you to ride me.” Yeah, like you had had the energy for it after doing it once already. König knew he was hard in bed. Brutal even. He knew if he had his hands on you he would manhandle you into every position he wanted and he wouldn’t think if it hurt you. You see, he was a soldier, he didn’t knew how to be soft. He didn’t knew how to calm down people. When he had his cock in you and you weren’t on top of him -in control- he would only think the ways to go deeper inside your welcoming warmth. Like the caveman he felt. “I will make it up to you, Meine Königin. How about a hot bath?” he suggested as his fingers dug into your messy hair and started to caress it tenderly. Even if he was tired from the work he still wanted to keep his beautiful wife content and happy. You wanted to deny him, to push him of off your sore body and curse at him. Maybe you could hit him across the face if you had the energy. But all you could do was give him another tiny nod. “That’s my beautiful wife.” he smiled so brightly like you just gave him the world. Despite keeping you forcefully in his home, in his bed, in his arms, you couldn’t deny the trust he imbued into your mind.

His large arms wrapped around your body after he pressed a last lingering kiss on your neck. He gently lifted you up and made you wrap your legs around his waist. Once he was sure you were secured in his strong arms he got up from bed and carried you to the tub that he soon filled with warm water and some essences you like. Once everything was done he pulled your back against his chest and you couldn’t help but put your head back on his chest. “Enjoying yourself, Maus?” he chuckled lightly as you closed your eyes with a humm. The way his strong arms wrapped around you and his fingers massaged your sore muscles relaxed you further. “Feels good.” you mumbled, your voice just above whisper and he noted the way you sigh softly when his fingers brushed against the fresh marks on your thighs. You didn’t even wanted to open your eyes, you just wanted to enjoy how his fingers worked on your sore muscles and forget that it was your kidnapper who was holding you firmly against his body. Maybe, just maybe if you forgot that fact, living with him wouldn’t be that bad. And of course you had to bare with him claiming you as his wife and wanting you to call him your husband all the time. Yeah, that was annoying. But in total it wasn’t that bad. He wasn’t that bad. And maybe he was right when he told you that you didn’t needed anyone but him. He could provide for you, he could show affection and he wasn’t afraid to voice his love for you in every given chance. Unlike the men outside. Yeah, maybe if you just play with his rules you could be happier. He loved you after all. You were his little wife. And he was your husband. “What are you thinking?” he pressed a kiss on your temple when he saw your expression. What could you be thinking so hard? He had to know. He wanted to be inside your head constantly. When you didn’t answer, his mind starts to wonder. Why you weren’t answering him? Were you thinking of escaping again? Even after he fucked you this good and taking care of you? “Answer me.” his tone goes darker with the seconds you waste. His fingers squeezing your plush thighs unconsciously. “I- i was just thinking-“ a small cry left your lips when you flinched with the pain on your thighs. And of course he noticed. Like he noticed everything about you. So he let his grip loosen to let you speak. “I think i love you.” you said and felt his whole body tense behind your back. His whole body went stiff like he received a bullet into his chest. And it felt like it. He felt like his heart exploded and replaced with another one so it could beat this fast. You turned towards him to see his expression but what you saw got you more worried. His eyes were fixated on the wall of the bathroom and his mouth was agape. He looked like he was in a trance. “König?” you called his name but he just remained still. So you did the thing you wanted to do for a while and kissed him. He let out a small gasp but it short lived when he immediately grabbed you by the back of your neck and kept your head still so you couldn’t get away from his grip. Oh no, not anymore when he finally, truly got you. A low moan, more like a growl, left his lips when he finally had a taste of your delicious looking lips. Oh god it was like heaven. You were like heaven and now he couldn’t get enough of you. His hungry mouth captured yours with a desperate kiss. His used his free hand to press onto your chin to explore your mouth further. He was desperate for the new taste he got and he was determined to savor it until his last breath. You were his and he had to claim it with his kiss. There was no going back after giving him your delicious lips.

“Now that you kissed me, you can’t leave me anymore.”

a/n: please support me by reblogging, if you liked the content ofc <3 your comments also makes my day :* and i try to reply all of them :>

i just love this fic sm. i can’t get enough. a small chapter to thank you guys for:

THIS. ~(≧▽≦)/~ I WANT TO THANK YOU ALL FOR ALL THE LOVE AND SUPPORT YOU GUYS ARE MY DELULU BBGS <3

and can someone tell me why i love writing König while listening to Rammstein

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I spent a week thinking of headcanons for what I think the P:EG cast would be like as cats, please enjoy 🐈‍⬛ 🐈

Alt text for each entry under the cut >₍^. .^₎<

1. Damon Maitsu

Domestic shorthair

Coat: Ginger

Would be kinda insecure about being orange. Goes without saying but he HATES water.

2. Eva Tsunaka

Turkish Angora

Coat: Black tortie smoke

Would love getting up into high places.

3. Kai Monteago

Japanese Bobtail

Coat: Calico

Kai just gives me calico vibes. The kitty in this picture just really captures his essence. I mean look at those round golden eyes

4. Diana Venicia

Ragdoll

Coat: bicolor

Ragdolls are described as sociable and affectionate. She would take impeccable care of her coat.

5. Wenona

Norwegian Forest Cat

Coat: Tabby

She likes forests; therefore, forest cat. Look at the sheer aura emanating from this cat

6. Ulysses Wilhelm

Cornish Rex

Coat: Chocolate

That’s just straight up him.

7. Wolfgang Akire

Oriental Shorthair

Coat: Bicolor (black and white)

Long and elegant kitty. And he’s tuxedo colors. Some oriental shorthairs have a soft meow that sounds like a honk :)

8. Cassidy Amber

Siamese

Coat: Seal Point

Siamese are known for being vocal and playful.

9. Jett Dawson

Turkish Angora

Coat: Black Smoke

Smoke because. because. It’s like engine exhaust. The ears also look like coyote ears. Gets late night zoomies

10. Mark Berskii

Russian Blue

Coat: Slate

Described as independent and normally reserved an around strangers (Wikipedia). The hisser

11. Ingrid Grimwall

Maine Coon

Coat: Cream

Maine Coons are known as the gentle giants of the cat world. They’re also among the strongest!

12. Toshiko Kayura

Domestic Shorthair

Coat: Calico

Calico cats are considered a symbol of luck (especially in Japanese culture), which would surely be fitting for a matchmaker.

13. Grace Madison

Egyptian Mau

Coat: Silver

Egyptian Maus are known for their athletic capabilities and are “the fastest of the domestic cats” (Wikipedia).

14. Desmond Hall

Tonkinese

Coat: Natural Mink

Tonkinese are said to be social and playful like Siamese, but a bit quieter.

15. Eloise Taulner

Birman

Coat: Lilac Point

She walks from cat fights unscathed

16. Jean DeLamer

Norwegian Forest Cat

Coat: Patched Tabby with white spotting

Norwegian Forest Cats are one of the few breeds who typically don’t have an aversion to water. Their ancestors “must have likely served as ship cats on Viking ships” (Wikipedia).

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Round 4

Round: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8

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WFC S2 - ROUND 1 - WEEK 3 - 2 of 6

Maus (German) vs кошка (Russian)

info and propawganda under the cut!

Maus /maʊ̯s/

I love the idea of calling an animal by the wrong name. lots of people do it here. i have been saying "mouse" to cats in other language too and its getting weird but like it's so worth it. that's a mouse (cat) :D

кошка (koshka) /ˈkoʂkə/

It sounds so cute <3

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Betrayal Never Felt So Good (König/Fem!Reader) Chapter 2

You can find Chapter 1 here, Chapter 3 here, Chapter 4 here, Chapter 5 here, and Chapter 6 here!

Word count: ~6.5k

Rating: Mature

A/N: Use of Y/N and Y/L/N. Appearance of a feral and jealous Possesive!König. We get plot but no smut in this one, with some angst, feelings, murder, and comfort on top! Reader really just needs a hug right now. Reader is also morally grey and morally questionable. Continued COD and military inaccuracies galore. Don’t shoot me for not writing out any combat scenes please - I’m a smut/fluff/angst author, action is outside of my wheelhouse lol. Once again written in less than 24 hours so please forgive any mistakes!

TW: Non-consensual drugging, emotional manipulation, body shaming, and attempted assault from asshole #2. Cold-blooded murder (but done for “good” reasons so it’s fine right?). Canon violence toward others by König, hints at stalking, hurt/comfort. Pet names (in English and German), bad German translations bc I’m still a lame monolingual American, and STILL no beta because we die like jackass Graves.

Crappy Translations:

Ungeziefer - Vermin

Maus - Mouse

Mein schatz - My darling

Meine leibling - My love

Scheiße - shit

It had been two whole months since your “rescue” from KorTac and not a day had gone by where you didn’t spend it thinking of König. That man plagued your mind worse than anyone ever had before. Which was stupid, considering you knew next to nothing about him, except that he treated you like a princess and fucked you like a whore. Oh and that he was the colonel of a “technically” enemy faction and your relationship would be seen as treason. And yet, he was the first man you’d had any sort of connection to in years. The only one who seemed to know everything you needed and wanted by intuition alone, and you craved the opportunity to explore that connection further. 

You tried to think of some way to reach out to him but there was never a plausible avenue. You didn’t know his real name so finding him online, if he even had an online presence, would be impossible. You couldn’t very well ask Graves if he had any information on him either, lest you get fired, or worse, murdered, seeing as the Commander did not have a reputation for being understanding.

 As the hamster wheel in your brain spun round and round, your thoughts grew more desperate and unhinged. It wasn’t too much longer before your contract with Shadow Company was up anyway. You were heavily considering seeing if KorTac would take you after, which you felt crazy about, but you weren’t sure what else to do. Logic just didn’t seem to play well with your thoughts about König and it was driving you insane to not be in control of yourself.

You could only turn off your constant barrage of emotion when you were knee-deep in patients or allowed out onto the field to provide care; though even that had been happening less. “Don’t want to chance triggering a PTSD episode”, Graves had said. And yet, despite thinking it couldn’t get worse, life had decided to throw you another curveball. It came when you were given your first mission in weeks, being called across countries with a small team of specialists to Russia to protect a diplomat and his family while they were in the country. That wasn’t the bad part though. Oh no. You could handle travel and a safe mission for once. The part that tied your stomach into knots was the fact you were going to be serving along with KorTac. It took everything in you not to show the emotions you felt in the moment Graves had told you that, while the last time you’d seen the KorTac colonel flashing through your thoughts like a movie. 

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The shouting in the quiet bunker was your first sign something was wrong. At first, you tried to ignore it, snuggling closer into the big human-shaped heater against you but then there was a gunshot, and that got you both up. Instinctively, you knew what was happening before even stepping foot out of the room. 

“They’re here, aren’t they?” you whispered.

An overwhelming sense of panic filled your chest as you clasped his hands tight, unsure of what you were supposed to do.

“Stay here,” he instructed you as he quickly crossed the room to his dresser, gearing up in a hurry. 

“What? No! You can’t go out there! What if they hurt you?!” you snapped back. 

König shot you a bemused look as he tightened his vest. 

“They can try, mein schatz, but they will not succeed.”

While his cockiness was certainly attractive and you knew he could hold his own in fights, there was now a part of you that worried and ached at the thought of him getting hurt. Before he could leave, you caught his wrist and jerked him back to you, smashing your mouth against his. 

“Be safe.”

-

“Y/L/N!”

The pain of being ripped from such a powerful memory was enough to make you stumble, nearly falling into the last man you wanted to see at that moment; Daniel Carter, your “savior” from König and KorTac. It took all the power in your body not to frown at the brunette smugly grinning down at you. 

“Yes, sir?” you finally asked. 

“You gonna get in?” 

He gestured to the plane and you quickly stepped into the cabin, a hot blush coating your face as you walked down the aisle to find a seat near the exit but still far enough to not be at the very end. Your fear of flying wasn’t something you had to face often thankfully but, when you did, it was a tough beast to battle. Fortunately, your mind was easily swayed into other worries when you watched the rest of the teams climb onto the plane. One by one, they found a seat, until the last member boarded, his figure dominating the entire space with his six-foot-eight presence. You couldn’t help but watch as he walked by. Gods, he was even bigger than you remembered. The sway of his hips and spread of his gait as he walked left nothing to the imagination, and you found yourself staring unbearably hard at his thick ass and thighs until he sat down on the other end. 

Fuck, this was going to be harder than you thought. Your heart had felt afloat water in stormy seas ever since the moment you’d seen him waiting with his team this morning. At first, seeing him made you feel like you were finally able to breathe again, but the way he pointedly avoided your presence dragged you back down into the suffocating depths of turmoil. You’d hoped it was just a show for the others around you, but then it became clear that your hopes were for naught. Twice you’d tried to get him alone, practically begged him to talk to you, only to be treated as if you didn’t even exist.  

A tightness that had nothing to do with your fear of flying squeezed at your heart as your eyes dropped to your feet. Doubts began to pile up like a car crash. Maybe you were stupider than you realized. Maybe those nights had meant nothing to him. Maybe you were just another stupid conquest who had the gall to believe someone as high-ranked and enigmatic as König would actually want more than an easy lay. And, fuck, had you made it easy. Some nice words, a few sweet gestures, and a voice that made your brain melt, and you were putty in his hands.

Lips tilting down, you leaned back against the stiff seat and let out a long sigh. Maybe if you hit your head hard enough on the wall you’d break something, or at least get a concussion bad enough to be sent home.

“What’s up, toots?” Daniel asked, tapping his boot against yours.

You managed a half-assed smile and muttered, “Hate flying.” 

He grinned and leaned over just enough to nudge your shoulder with his. It was minimal contact but it was enough to make your stomach hurt. While Daniel seemed nice enough, you’d been privy to too many conversations he and his buddies had when they thought they were alone in the medbay or canteen. While some of the absolutely disgusting things he’d said were enough to make you wary, most of your ire came from him being the one to sneak you out of König’s room. 

“You’re a strong gal, you’ve got this. Just take some deep breaths,” he instructed slowly, “Here, gimme your hand.”

Before you could politely decline, he snagged your hand in his and wrapped your smaller fingers around his palm. 

“Lean back, close your eyes, take deep breaths, and squeeze if you need.”

Just the thought of being that vulnerable in his presence, or really any of the men around you,  made your skin crawl. But honestly, what else did you have to do at this point? It was about an hour flight and your mind wasn’t in a good place. 

Giving him a little nod, you did as instructed and let your head fall back once more. After the first few breaths, you had to admit some of the tension was dying down. 

“There you go. Atta girl.”

Fuck. Your heart lurched against your ribs as his words threw you into a very heated memory that you most certainly didn’t need right then - the way König praised you for taking his cock so well, how his lips brushed your ear as he said such sinfully beautiful words as his hands caressed your skin. Face warming, you tried to clear your head again, only to get disrupted by the sound of heavy feet stopping in front of you. 

“Can I help you with something, sir?” Daniel asked, something akin to fear in his tone. 

Who could he have been afraid of? Most everyone here was on good terms, or so you thought. 

“Is there something that we need to know before we land?” 

König. Jolting upright, you gaped up at him in disbelief as he stood there stiffly, arms crossed across his chest and eyes pinning Daniel down in earnest. God, that shouldn’t have been hot. You were supposed to be hurt, pissed at him, and yet the fire in his eyes as he stared down the other man was nothing more than primal.

“U-Uh, I’m not sure what you mean, sir,” Daniel stammered out.

You quickly jerked your hand from his and noticed that finally- FINALLY- those deep blues were focused on you for the first time all day. 

“We cannot afford to have any distractions out there. I will ask again, is there something that we need to prepare for? Will your attention be divided?” König bit out.

It wasn’t painfully obvious but you could hear a slight inflection, almost anger, filtering through his tone. 

“No, sir,” you retorted stiffly, “Private Carter was helping me with my fear of flying.”

“Correct, sir,” Daniel agreed quickly.

König let out a snide hmm before strolling back down the aisle to his seat. It wasn’t until he was fully sat that you relaxed in your seat. 

“What the fuck…This is awkward, right?” Daniel whispered, “I mean, it’s weird for me but I can’t imagine how weird it is for you.” 

Playing dumb, your eyes cut to him curiously and you asked, “What do you mean?” 

He gestured weakly toward König and the rest of his team, and then at you. 

“They quite literally kidnapped you a couple of months ago,” he muttered, “They killed a group of our men and were actively fighting against our mission, and now we’re expected to just get along with them?” 

The guy had a point. Sighing heavily, you shrugged and leaned back. 

“Yeah, it’s weird, but we do what we gotta do, right?” you murmured.

If only he knew the real reason for your discomfort. Eyes flicking up to the bare metal ceiling, you said a silent prayer that once you were on the ground, you wouldn’t have to be in König’s presence anymore. It wouldn’t do to be distracted, and lord knows you would be. 

“Try to rest,” Daniel said suddenly, “I’ll wake you when we land.” 

Any thoughts of arguing were wiped from your mind when the cabin shuddered through turbulence. With a shaky inhale, you closed your eyes and started counting back from one hundred. Even if you didn’t fall asleep, it would help with your endless anxiety.

…

“Alright, you’re good to go. Just try to stay off of it as much as possible until we leave tomorrow. Those painkillers will help the pain but the ligaments still need time to repair,” you sighed with a weak smile.

“Just glad it’s not broken,” he laughed nervously, “It’d suck for my first real injury to be caused by tripping in the dirt rather than by combat,” 

You snickered in agreement at that. That would be one sad story.

“Remember, ice, elevation, and painkillers!” you called as he exited the room with a wave. 

Turning back to your laptop, you started the final charting on the private’s file but it wasn’t long before you were distracted by someone entering the room. Dread filled the pit in your stomach when they didn’t instantly speak. So far you hadn’t seen König more than once or twice in passing this past week and you’d hate to break that streak right before you got to go home. 

“Hey, Y/N, why don’t you head out for the night? I’ve got things covered here!”

Relief practically oozed from your pores as you heard the familiar voice of one of KorTac’s medical staff. Spinning around in the wheely chair, you found the redhead already opening her own laptop at the other desk. 

“You sure?” you asked.

“Of course! You let me sleep in and took the first half of my shift, it’s only fair I let you out early,” she teased kindly. 

Leaving early meant the possibility of running into the silent colonel, but it also meant you could actually enjoy the last night in the city. While it was a smaller area, it apparently had a decent nightlife, or so Daniel said. He’d caught you before your shift and practically begged you to join him and some of the guys out for drinks at the local bar to celebrate a job well done. You’d thought he was going to cry when you told him you worked late and couldn’t join. 

“Girl, go! Shoo! I’ve got this.”

Flashing her a smile, you nodded and gathered up your things. 

“Okay, fine, you win,” you groaned in faux frustration, “I’ll leave you be.” 

She shot you a mock salute and turned dutifully to her laptop, fingers flying across the keyboard as she began to check charts. With one last nod, you grabbed your bag and hurried out into the hall. It was only eight thirty and the guys were going out around nine, so you had just enough time to change into something more sociable. 

The instant you were in your room, you wasted no time digging through your duffle bag until you found a semi-decent outfit. Most of your clothes were for work but you liked to keep a few nicer things on hand for occasions such as this. After pairing a cute black peekaboo sweater with a pair of fitted dark-wash jeans that framed your thick thighs and ass perfectly, you slipped on your only non-work shoes- a pair of black ankle booties. From there, you hastily fixed your hair and put on a quick bit of makeup before rushing out the door. 

It felt weird to admit you were kind of excited to hang out with Daniel and the others tonight. You’d never really been included much in things back home, being medical staff and not one of the “boys”, but ever since being here for the mission, Daniel had made it his primary objective to make sure to check in on you multiple times a day. A strange little friendship was budding and, somehow, you didn’t hate the idea. He’d been nothing less than kind, and now that you weren’t completely hung up on the colonel, you were losing your biggest reason for disliking him. 

“Y/N! Whoa!” 

Daniel’s yelp caught you off guard and you couldn’t stop the blush that formed when you saw the way multiple pairs of eyes raked up and down your form. 

“Damn, you clean up nice, Y/L/N,” another private, Chad you think it was, said from beside Daniel. 

“Uh, thanks,” you replied awkwardly, “So… bar?”

“Yeah, yeah,” Daniel said with a grin, “Hope you don’t mind but we’re walking because it’s only two blocks away!”

Nodding in understanding, you joined the group of five with a little smile, trying your hardest to keep your nerves at bay. It was chilly out. Nothing too horrible, but it made you glad you’d had the foresight to wear something warm since you had to walk in it. 

“Hey, you know, Chad was right,” Daniel said quietly when he dropped to the back of the group with you, “You look incredible. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything other than work attire.”

Damn it. It was much easier to hate him when he was acting more creepy and you were under the illusion he’d ruined your love life. Now… Now it was almost too easy to like him.

“Thanks, I appreciate that,” you answered, “You look nice too! Never seen you dressed down either.” 

It wasn’t a lie. Daniel wasn’t a bad-looking guy, maybe a bit plain with short brown hair styled in the regulation cut, nice green eyes, and a big smile, but definitely not bad. It was just that your thoughts were always flittering around the almost seven-foot beast of a man in comparison and no one could compare to that. 

The pink that dusted his cheeks only served to make him cuter and you were nearly groaning in frustration at the thoughts filtering through your mind. No. There was no way you were going to give in to those thoughts. It was just the pain of König ignoring you and the human need for attention making you think that way, you were almost certain. 

“Ah, we’re here!” 

The music from the bar was audible from the outside and it only got worse once you stepped in. He hadn’t been lying when he said there was a thriving nightlife. The small bar was packed to the gills, with just enough room to move around and get to the bar, bathrooms, or dance floor. 

“Come on, I’ll buy you your first drink!” he shouted over the music. 

Aw shit. You knew where that was going to lead. Before you could decline his offer, he snagged your wrist and nearly dragged you to the bar. You were given no choice but to order your favorite drink when he demanded so and the bartender stared you down with a less-than-patient glare. True to his word, he paid for your drink, and then instantly dragged you through the crowd without a word. Daniel led you everywhere like you were some lost puppy who needed direction. From the bar to the table, and then to the dance floor, you weren’t given a single choice in the matter up to the point of him practically pouring your drink down your throat. 

Said action didn’t fly over well, the liquor bitter and stinging down your throat so quickly you had to reflexively cough to avoid aspirating. 

“Jesus, fuck, calm down,” you snapped at him once you caught your breath. 

“I just wanna make sure you can loosen up and have fun,” he replied with an apologetic smile, “I’m sorry. I.. I just don’t want you to fall behind or anything.”

You couldn’t contain your eye-roll as you gave into the puppy dog eyes and made a show of taking another drink. 

“There, happy?” you asked. 

“Definitely, come on, let’s dance!” 

The irritation over his actions was soon forgotten as you gave in to the beat of the music and joined in the writhing bodies on the floor. It didn’t take long to get drawn into the moment, the alcohol and music a powerful combination that brought out the serotonin you didn’t know you needed. Song after song passed and soon enough you found yourself in Daniel’s arms. It was almost nice, to let the stress of the past few months flow away and focus on only the here and now. 

“I didn’t know you could move like this,” Daniel said into your ear as his arms wrapped around your waist.

The graze of his lips across your skin sent shivers down your spine and you instinctively arched into his touch as his hands slid further down your sides. 

“I don’t get the chance to dance much,” you admitted meekly.

“That’s a shame. You’ll have to let me drag you out more often because it’s a damn sexy sight.”

A giggle escaped before you could stop it. Damn it. His flirting wasn’t funny! 

“Mmmhmm, sure,” you retorted cheekily, “You’re like the only one who thinks that.” 

He quickly spun you around, fast enough that the world went wonky and you had to grab onto him for balance, and it sent chills through your body. 

“Whoa, that- oh my,” you gasped. 

“Are you okay, Y/N?” 

There was a look of concern on his face as you felt your knees weaken. Panic sent your heart racing but you couldn’t focus enough to figure out why. Something just felt… wrong. 

“Maybe you’re dehydrated. Why don’t you finish the rest of your drink?” he urged. 

Shaking your head, you managed to mumble out, “Alcohol won’t fix dehydration. It’ll actually make it worse.”

“Well, it’s worth a try, come on.”

When he pushed the cup to your lips again, some semblance of your brain came back online and you pushed instinctively it away. The ugly curve of his downturned lips told a terrifying story. Was he- Was he trying to drug you?! Clenching your eyes shut tight, you tried to sort through your memories and recall the symptoms of being drugged to compare to your current ailments.

“Damn it, just take the fucking drink. I spent ten dollars on this fancy shit,” he grunted lowly. 

Eyes popping open, you caught his furious glare and instantly everything clicked. The reason he was so intent on you coming out tonight, how he handled the drink all the way to the floor, his insistence to drink the alcohol. 

“You- You prick,” you bit out. 

Thankfully, you hadn’t drunk more than those first two gulps. Whatever he’d laced the liquor with likely wasn’t at its full potential, and yet you were still feeling the effects. Just what the fuck had he given you?

“Y/N, what are you-”

With all your strength, you pushed him and luckily managed to catch him off guard, sending him flying back into the group behind him. You didn’t wait to see if he got back to his feet before you took the chance to escape. It was like a psychedelic maze, trying to escape the packed dance floor with your heart racing and your eyes swimming. Eventually, you made it out, and you instantly left the bar. 

The cold night air tore a gasp from your lungs when it hit your skin but it was more than welcomed. Your body felt like it was on fire, sweat rolling down your back and forehead as if you’d just been vigorously working out. The chill helped to clear your thoughts some. 

“Okay, I can do this, it’s just two blocks,” you murmured to yourself. 

For a minute, you considered calling for help from one of your squadmates, but your gut cautioned you otherwise. These soldiers were close, dangerously close. There was a good chance they’d just help him cover it up if you tried. A weak sigh left your lips as tears flooded your gaze. You wished you would have just stayed at work. You wished you hadn’t gone against your initial judgment of that asshole. You wish you were home, safe and sound in bed. Most of all, you wished you could call König to come save you. How ironic that you were looking to the man Daniel had “rescued” you from to come rescue you from him now. 

“Where do you think you’re going, bitch?!” 

A big hand snagged your wrist and pulled you to a stop so suddenly that your shoulder popped audibly, pain shooting through the joint as you collapsed back against him. 

“Daniel, please- I-”

“Uh-uh, nope. You’re not talking me out of this,” he hissed.

Despite using your entire weight to pull against him, he was able to drag you down a nearby dark alley with ease. Pain exploded through the back of your skull when he slammed you into the brick wall with a grunt and you nearly collapsed.

“Fuck!” you yelped, hand instinctively touching the throbbing spot to check for blood.

“You don’t fucking get it, do you? I was the one who located their base. I was the one who led the team in and took out as many of those dumb fucks as possible. I was the one to save your miserable ass, and what did I get for it? Nothing more than a fucking “thanks” and a shitty attitude. I waited for you to come around but you never fucking did,” he snarled, palm slapping the brick beside your face with a grunt, “When Graves suggested we bring medics along, I knew it would be my best chance of getting you alone. You’re such a stuck-up whore at home that you don’t ever go out with us. But here, I knew I could convince you. All it took was some kindness for your fat ass to fold. Can’t reckon you get much attention, so I’m not that surprised.” 

Disgust and shame reared its ugly head in your chest as you let your eyes drop from the angry vision of his face. Instead, you stared intently at the pocket of his white polo. 

“Now, you’re going to do what you should have done long ago, and you’re going to thank me for saving you. Get on your fucking knees and if you even think of using teeth I’ll put a round in your head so fast that-”

You stopped, mid-decent to the concrete when Daniel went flying. As he slammed into the ground, a hulking shadow followed him in earnest. It took your brain some time to figure out what was happening, but then you heard a familiar voice snarling in German. Slowly, the details of his form solidified in your gaze, and you sagged in relief. 

“Pray to your god while you’ve got the chance, ungeziefer!” König barked loudly.

A pained screech filled the air and made your stomach twist. 

“ König?!” Daniel groaned, “What the-? Why?!”

“You’re quite simple, aren’t you?” König snapped back with a humorless laugh, “Take one guess.”  

You watched the way Daniel’s head popped up, a look of disbelief clear in his eyes as he stared up at the giant before turning to you. Even through the lingering haze of the drugs, you could clearly make out the terror on his face and a sick part of you felt thrilled that he was experiencing even a modicum of the fear he’d pushed onto you. 

“I- I didn’t know,” he panted through frantic gasps, “I wouldn’t have-!” 

Daniel’s weak croak was silenced by a brutal kick to the face. The crunch of bone and cartilage sent chills down your spine and you couldn’t but absentmindedly think about how badly that would heal… if he even made it out of there. 

König rolled him over with a boot to the gut and crouched down above him, his voice just barely loud enough for you to hear. 

“Even if she wasn’t mine, you don’t get to touch her in that way. Unfortunately for you, she is mine. You’re just lucky I don’t have the time to drag this out. The things I would do to you…”

His words lit a fire in your stomach, misplaced lust and satisfaction filling your chest despite the gruesome scene before you. There was a rapid-fire battle going on in your mind, between the lawful good instinct to stop König and the chaotic righteousness to let him beat the hell out of Daniel. It wasn’t until the glint of a blade pierced through the dark, reflecting the weak fluorescent light behind them, that reality finally set in. This wasn’t going to be a fight. This was going to be a slaughter. König was going to kill someone over you!

“No, don’t! König, wait!” 

Your pleas fell on deaf ears. Before you could even blink, he was knelt on Daniel’s back, jerking the smaller man’s head up by the hair only to sink the knife into his ribs repeatedly, ending it with a vicious slash across his throat. It was awful and astonishing. A man of his size shouldn’t be that quick. While you’d seen him take out five of your team alone, that was with a gun. This was different. This was personal. 

Licking your dry lips, you watched with wide eyes as König got up from his position and turned your way. Something between fear and excitement quickened your breaths as he stalked your way, slowly, wiping the blood from his blade before shoving it back into his pocket

“You shouldn’t have done that,” you murmured. 

“And let him live after knowing what he was going to do to you? I think not,” he growled back lowly.

The instant you were within reach, a hand was around your throat, gentle but commanding as he pulled you into him. 

“He’s lucky I didn’t make him clean his guts up off the floor,” he hissed.

“Oh.”

Before you could react, he crouched and lifted you up onto his waist. Brick bit into your back through your sweater as he pinned you against it, making you gasp as his mouth devoured yours. 

“Mine,” he growled fervently. 

His hips ground roughly into the apex of your thighs and stole your breath as a wave of pleasure scorched through your belly. Holy fuck, he was already rock-hard. A pathetic whimper escaped your mouth into him when his teeth bit into your lip hard and you couldn’t resist scraping your nails along the nape of his neck. 

 “Nobody gets to touch you except me, got it?”

Your eyes rolled back at the rasp in his voice, the thinly veiled need peeking through in a taunt.

“Yeah, but… Hey! König, wait, please!”

A little growl emanated through his chest as you pushed on him, but he easily relented, drawing away to catch your flustered gaze with half-lidded eyes. 

“What is it, maus?” he asked.

“We can’t just- What- How the fuck are we gonna explain this?” you retorted, panic slowly filtering through your lust-hazed mind, “My god. You’re gonna get in trouble! I can’t- I can’t let you get hurt for protecting me! We have to do something! Maybe we can-”

Your rambling was quickly silenced with a hand over your mouth, the weight of his body leaning more into you, providing a sense of comfort almost like a weighted blanket. 

“Calm down, meine leibling,” he shushed warmly, “Take a deep breath and relax. Everything is going to be fine, I promise you.” 

Tears blurred your vision as you looked from him to Daniel and back to him, only to find his eyes hungrily tracing your form. Even in the current situation, you couldn’t deny the heat it caused. And then it was gone, the furrow of his brow conveying that anger once more when he released your mouth. 

“What did you think you were doing anyway, coming here with him?”

You couldn’t help but recoil, grimacing as your head hit the wall in the same tender spot, until he forced your face up by your chin. There was so much fury residing in his gaze that your heart squirmed in pain. It hurt worse than anything to see that judgment and anger directed at you. Was he really going to blame you?

“Maus, I said, what did you think you were-”

“Well, I sure as fuck didn’t think I was coming out to get raped!” you spat back finally, unbidden tears spilling down your cheeks, “I thought- I thought I was- was with friends. I-I didn’t think-”

When he pulled you into his chest, the damn broke fully. Sobs poured from your shaking form as you wrapped yourself around him and breathed him in. You cried over the betrayal from your teammate. You cried at how close you came to being assaulted by another horrible person, the fact that König had saved you twice now. You cried over how much you’d missed him, over how happy you were to hear he still had some kind of emotion for you; no matter how demented it might be. 

“I had a bad feeling about him,” he bit out after a moment, “When I saw you leave with them, I just knew. I’m sorry it took so long to get out here to you, schatz. If I had been quicker-”

You shook your head frantically and whimpered, “You were just in time.” 

He hummed quietly, hand cradling the nape of your neck as he murmured little soothing words against your hair. You don’t know how long you stood there like that but eventually, your limbs started to ache from the position. When you pulled away from him, he put you down gently but didn’t let you retreat fully, hands cupping your face tenderly while he wiped away your tears. 

“I don’t enjoy seeing you cry like this,” he sighed. 

Something about that triggered that subdued anger in the back of your mind, waking the beast from slumber. Anger was easier to handle than sadness. How dare he stand here and comfort you, hold you like this, when hours ago he couldn’t even look you in the eye! 

Nose wrinkling in frustration, you stepped back and wrapped your arms around yourself as the lack of his warmth hit hard. The hurt that passed through his eyes nearly made you collapse back into his arms but you knew you couldn’t- not yet, not until you had answers. 

“Why?” you finally asked.

“Why, wha-”

“Why did you act like I didn’t exist? I spent the last two months driving myself fucking crazy, pining over you and what could have been, only to get treated like I was nothing more than dirt on your boot the next time I saw you!”

He tried to talk but you cut him off swiftly. No way were you done with him. Shoving a finger into his oh-so-glorious pec, you stepped closer with all the rage you could muster in your glare. In another light, it probably would have been hilarious to see someone of your short stature intimidating the giant man.

“If I was just some fucking notch in your bedpost, you could have said that! You didn’t have to act like there was something more. You have to know how hot you are. I would have fucked you even without you tricking me like that. But no, you had to make me feel special, make it feel like there was more than just my body on the line, and then you have the nerve to get mad at me for seeking out platonic companionship in my teammates?! You dare claim that I’m yours?! No, no, you don’t get to do that!”

The instant your rant ended, one hand cupped the back of your head and the other shoved you back against the wall, the impact cushioned by his hand before he boxed you in on either side. And fuck, you shouldn’t have found that hot but god it was. The way he instinctively protected you, acted like he cared, towered over you in a way that just screamed dominance and power.

“Don’t you dare say those things. There hasn’t been one moment that I haven’t thought about you, that I wasn’t looking out for you from afar, mein schatz,” he said sternly.

“Then why-”

“Because I couldn’t risk anyone figuring out what had happened between us!” he snapped with a huff, “If anyone knew you had stayed with me willingly, your life would be in danger, and I knew if I spoke to you, I would break. How could I not? I’m only so strong, meine liebe. Did you really think it was easy for me to do that? That I didn’t want to scoop you up in my arms the moment you walked through that door? That it didn’t break my heart when I watched the hope leave your eyes?! I hated myself every- single- second.” 

Swallowing hard, you couldn’t force out any kind of answer. Distrust held your heart in a stronghold but his words were slowly chipping it away, the passion in his voice worming its way under your skin. 

“It was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. You don’t even understand. Scheiße, I put so much time and effort into finally meeting you, and then somehow… somehow, I lucked out. I  got a taste of what I’d wanted for so long,” he paused, thumb gently stroking that sweet spot below your ear as his eyes searched your face, “And it was more than I could have ever hoped for, only to have you ripped away at the last moment.”

His words settled heavily around you and, as their significance soaked into your brain, you could only stare at him in confusion. He… had known of you before you met? You knew they’d gathered intel on your team before the attack, but… he'd seen enough to want to see you?

“What do you mean?” you asked softly. 

His silence was loud, louder than you could handle and the guilt in his eyes sent a shiver up your spine.

“König,” you urged, “What- What do you mean?” 

German spewed suddenly from his lips, angry and frantic as he began to pace in place, and it only served to make that anxiety nestle deeper in your belly.  

“Damn it! Talk to me!” you cried. 

When he spun around, you tripped over yourself in shock trying to back away from the fury in his glare. Fortunately, or possibly unfortunately, he caught you before you could actually fall, but he didn’t let you go even once you were balanced.

“There’s no way to make this sound good,” he breathed quietly. 

Eyebrows shooting up in disbelief, you retorted, “Yeah, well, it can’t be worse than leaving me guessing at all the horrible things you could mean!” 

“I need you to promise me you won’t run, that you’ll let me explain.” 

While you wanted to hear him out, you weren’t sure how well you would handle whatever it was. There was also the issue of your dead teammate less than five meters away. Everything in your heart and mind was torn into a million little pieces of focus and it was all too much. You had to pick one problem at a time to deal with.  

Looking over at Daniel’s still form, you pressed your lips into a thin line. 

“What the hell do we do about him?” you asked. 

You weren’t lying earlier when you said you were worried for König. He had a lot of power, but straight up murdering one of Graves’ men out of battle and, even worse while allied, was beyond reason. That was a death sentence. 

König froze up, almost as if he’d forgotten about the whole reason you were there, and let out a heavy sigh. 

“I’ll call it in and have Horangi take care of it,” he muttered, “For now, come back to my room with me. Everyone should be out right now.” 

Why did that sound so inviting, so perfect? Fantasies of being able to touch him again, cuddle with him once more, plagued your thoughts until the weight of his admission came crashing back down. You couldn’t help but stare at him as his words reverberated in your head. It was clearer than ever that you knew nothing about this man, and yet you couldn't stop the way your heart fluttered when he slipped his fingers between yours, nor the way you felt content in following him out of the alley. Despite it all, under the fear and the uncertainty, that fatal attraction to him was still burning strong. When he wrapped his arm around you and slipped you under his jacket to protect you against the blustering winds, it felt too much like home. 

Just what the fuck were you supposed to do now?

[mintmentos]

25 books to read in 2025

I’ve not been tagged and I’ve also not done one of these since my unsuccessful 2023 edition but I want to so here we are doing it again lol

1. The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky - I started it this year and put it down in favour of library books and I want to make sure I get to it next year

2. Ace by Angela Chen

3. Maus by Art Spiegelman

4. Fire Spells between Friends by Sarah Wallace and S.O. Callahan

5. Echo of Worlds by M.R. Carey

6. Empire of the Damned by Jay Kristoff

7. The Silence of the Lambs by Thomas Harris

8. Secret Project 5 by Brandon Sanderson

9. The Ice Master by Jennifer Niven

10. Ninefox Gambit by Yoon Ha Lee - hoping I get on better with a physical copy than the audio

11. Les Misérables by Victor Hugo

12. The Girl who Played with Fire by Stieg Larsson

13. Kenai by Dave Dobson

14. The Will of the Many by James Islington

15. A Conjuring of Ravens by Azalea Ellis

16. A Tempest of Tea by Hafsah Faizal

Now for some of the 10 million library books I’ve had out and endlessly renewed all year that I want to get round to …

17. Acceptance by Jeff Vandermeer

18. It’s Not That Radical by Mikaela Loach

19. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov

20. My Dark Vanessa by Kate Elizabeth Russell

21. Caraval by Stephanie Garber

22. The Worst Journey in the World by Apsley Cherry-Garrard

23. Shards of Earth by Adrian Tchaikovsky

24. Gearbreakers by Zoe Hana Mikuta

25. Hell Followed with Us by Andrew Joseph White

If you see this consider yourself tagged :)

[tismchasm]

Utdr Drawing List 2.0!

More organized, plus it’s got every character, even the ones I don’t know if I’ll be able to draw!

Important: if you are seeing this post as a reblog, there’s a good chance I’ve done more characters since the reblog happened! This list is a forever wip, updated as I draw characters!

What is the project: This is a self-assigned project for me to draw every Undertale and Deltarune character with a sprite, including characters that have two different designs for both games!

Tagging system: everything related to this project will be tagged with #utdr drawing project. Each character that is drawn will have their name tagged on their respective post, and which game they’re from. So if I draw three deltarune characters and one undertale character, the post will be tagged for both games.

The actual list is below the cut, as well as the guide to the list. fair warning; its kinda unorganized and mostly for me.

The order is based on the wikis, then my bookmarks. let me know if i missed anyone.

Names in green are characters I’ve already drawn. Orange for characters i need to do the other version of.

I don’t know everything about each character. If there’s some controversy attached to them I have no idea. I am going based off of the official wikis hosted on a secondary (not fandom) site, for names, sprites, and pronouns.

Sometimes I may add my own ideas onto the design. Sometimes it’ll be just a redraw of the sprite. Who knows!

Additional planned design: all ghosts without bodies (mettaton, dummy, and mad dummy), unused Red Demon designs and maybe other unused characters

Deltarune: Kris | Susie | Ralsei | Lancer | Noelle | Seam | Rouxls | Sweet, Cap'n, and K_K | Addisons (Yellow, Pink, Blue, Orange) | Spamton & Spamton NEO | Swatch | Pippins | Jigsaw Joe | Jigsawry | Tasque Manager | Werewire & Werewerewire | Ambyu-Lance | Virovirokun | Tasque | Maus & Mousemillian & Mauswheel | Swatchling | Lanino | Elnina | Mikes [in and out of costume] (Battat aka Small Mike, Jongler aka Cowboy Hat Mike, Pluey aka Cat Mike) | Rudinn & Rudinn Ranger | Hathy & Head Hathy | Ponman | C. Round & K. Round | Rabbick | Bloxer | Jevil | King | Berdly | Queen & Giga Queen | Shadowguy | Shuttah | Tenna | Zapper | Watercooler | Ribbick | The Roaring Knight | Guei | Balthizard | Mizzle & Miss Mizzle | Bibliox | Jackenstein | Winglade | Organikk | Wicabel | Titan Spawn | Dad Cat & Mom Cat | Catti | Jockington | Father Alvin | Rudy | Carol | Briefcase Dude | Clover | Poppup | Sound of Justice | Titan | The Warrior | Purple Guy | Rainy | Milk Looker | Top Chef | Masters (Ralsei Master, Susie Master, Kris Master, TP Master) | Mr. Elegance | Mr. Society | Royal Coat Rack | Little Ball | Blocks (B Block, O Block) | Malius | Worm | Scissor Dancer | Starwalker Bird | Starwalker | Block Tree | Pair of Eyes | Goulden Sam | Plugboy | Nubert | Hacker | Fommt | Electro-Dasher | Trashy & Serious Trashy | Icon Man & Icon Man's Friend | Wig Robot | Wall Plug | Yes Man | Pipis | Gimmick Saucer | Friend | Ramb | Shadow Mantle Holder | Church Wafer | Fire Extinguisher | Tao | Cuptain | Ms. Boom | The Vessel

Undertale: Asriel | Frisk | Flowey & Photoshop Flowey | Papyrus | Mettaton & Mettaton EX & Mettaton NEO | Chara | River Person | Faun | Snowman | Inn keeper | Gift bear | Red Demon | Slime Family (Dad Slime, Kid Slime 1, Kid Slime 2) | Library Lizard | Newspaper Editor 2 | Grillby & Red Bird | Drunk Bun | Ugly Fish | Punk Hamster | Echo Flower Explainer | Loren | Ferry | Small Bird | Elder Puzzler | Snails (Long Snail, Slug, Snail) | Ragel | Business Dudes (1 & 2) | Heats Flamesman | Hot Dog Harpy | Vulkin | Diamond Boy 1 | Diamond Receptionist | MTT Resort Janitor | Fish Receptionist | Oni | Dummy | Whimsun & Whimsalot | Moldsmal & Moldbygg & Moldessa | Napstablook | Vegetoid & Parsnik | Migosp & Migospel | Loox & Astigmatism | Gyftrot | Glyde | Mad Mew Mew & Mad Dummy | Woshua | Tsunderplane | Pyrope | So Sorry | Muffet | Madjick | Knight Knight | Final Froggit | Memoryhead | Reaper Bird | Endogeny | Lemon Bread | Snowdrake's Mother | W.D. Gaster | Example Human, Unused Human, That one long human thing (???)

Both games [asterisk next to them if their design is different between games]: *Gerson / Old Man | *Toriel | *Catty | *Bratty | *Froggit| *Politics Bear | *Qc / Snowdin Shopkeeper | *Alphys | *Temmie | *Monster Kid / Goner Kid | *Snowy / Snowdrake | Annoying Dog | *Snail Guy | *Scared Donut Guy / Gaster Follower 3 | *Striped Bird / Gaster Follower Three | *Big Red Mouth / Big Mouth | *Hand Receptionist | *Blue Ears / Nice Cream Guy | *Burgerpants / Pizzapants | Sans | *Dad Dragon / Sad Dragon | *Fire Elemental / Fuku Fire | *Tentacled Monster / Skateboard Girl | *Hat Monster / Charles | *Waitress Lion / Dress Lion | *Ice Wolf | *Asgore | *Royal Guard (Bunny & Dragon) | Snowy's Father / Snowdrake's Father | Onion / Onionsan | *Clam Guy / Clam Girl / Clam Goner | Shyren & Shyren's Agent | Napstablook | *Doggo | *Lesser Dog | *Dogamy and Dogaressa | *Greater Dog | *Rabbit Kid | *Terry / Jerry | Ice Caps | Scarf Lady / Newspaper Editor 1 | *Ficus Licker / Gaster Follower One | *Aaron | Diamond Boy / Diamond Boy 2 | Rabbit Girl | *Flower Shop Loox / Library Loox | *Scarf Mouse | *Shambling Mass| *Business Manticore | Everyman | ICE-E | *Undyne

[kur0nek0chan]

Episode 22: The Spa and The Swim

SCENE: Siang hari di Resort Mewah.

Meeting Room Khusus VIP

Sementara Marlo, Levi, dan Keith Shadis lanjut meeting rahasia round 2, dengan air mineral fancy dan dokumen tebal bertumpuk, Floch keluar ruangan sambil senyum licik, tangan di kantong, jalan pelan ke arah lift.

Area Kolam Renang Infinity Pool

Mrs. Petra jalan ke arah lounge, ditemenin Hitch, yang memperkenalkan dia ke geng cewek-cewek yang udah siap dengan outfit renang stylish ala IG influencer.

Hitch: “Guys, this is Mrs. Petra. Mrs. Petra, ini geng akuuu…”

Petra senyum hangat.

Sasha (teriak): “Halo Mbak Petraa!! Gabung dong, kita mau lompat bareng dari ujung kolam!”

Pieck: “Sebelumnya, warning ya, kita rame dan agak rusuh.”

Annie (datar): “Agak?”

Ymir: “Lo juga bagian dari rusuh, jangan sok cool.”

Petra (ketawa pelan): “Aku siap. Udah setahun lebih ngurus Levi di rumah, trust me, chaos kalian nothing dibanding suami aku kalo lagi ngambek.”

Meanwhile, SPA AREA

Jean dan Connie masuk duluan ke area spa, langsung goblok.

Jean (pakai kimono spa ada gambar bunga-bunga, celana melorot dikit): “BRO LIAT NIH!! ADA AIR JAMU ANGET!! Ini buat diminum atau diceburin???”

Connie: “GUE MAU NGAMBEK KALO GAK ADA BUBBLE JET DI JACUZZI. GUE MAU YANG NGEGELEMBUNG!!”

Mereka lari-larian di hallway spa, dikira playground. Mau dorong-dorongan ke Jacuzzi. Sampai dipanggil staf spa: “Sir... please no running in the spa area.”

Porco (duduk di lounge spa, males): “Gue gak ngerti, spa tuh centil gak sih? Duduk diem berjam-jam, dikasih aromaterapi, kayak... buat emak-emak.”

Reiner: "Halah, sok laki lo Porc. Nanti juga ketagihan."

Armin (lembut, tapi tegas): “Porco... hidup lo perlu lebih banyak ‘pause’. Nih tempat buat healing, bukan cuma buat emak-emak. Ayok, coba.”

Porco: “Yah... tapi cuma sebentar ya.”

Eren muncul pakai bathrobe, rambut agak berantakan, ngelewatin mereka semua.

Pieck (liat Eren, senyum sinis): “Eren, lo spa juga? Meditasi gih nanti. Biar adem tuh otak lo yang biasanya... PANAS.”

Connie dan Jean ketawa kejungkel.

Jean: “HAHAHAA GOKS PIECK. OTOMATIS DIMUTE LO SAMA EREN.”

Eren (cuek banget): “Gue di sini bukan buat kalian. Tapi buat diri gue sendiri. Gue mau mandi susu biar aura gue balik.”

Bertholdt senyum kecil sambil ngeledek: "Rizz." Connie: "Mandi susu? Emang bisa? Gak lengket?" Jean: "Kalo gue mandi matcha atau ocha aja deh." Connie: "Emang ada? Itu fungsinya biar apa sih? Nanti jadi bau daun gak sih keteknya?"

Armin ketawa sambil bilang: "Coba langsung masuk aja guys, gue juga mau liat ada treatment apa aja."

Balik ke Kolam Renang – Cewek-Cewek Time

Petra ternyata klop banget sama Sasha dan Pieck. Mereka main volley air pake floaties flamingo. Annie dan Mikasa duduk santai di pinggiran, liatin sambil ngobrol.

Sasha: “Mbak Petra, suami lo cool banget ya. Kaku tapi kayak... powernya 5000.”

Petra: “Levi tuh diem, tapi kalo udah ngomel... trust me, bantal bisa dilempar kayak granat.”

Mereka semua ngakak. Hitch akhirnya bisa senyum lega dikit.

Ymir: “Kapan kita bisa liburan tanpa cowok-cowok ini sih? Baru nyemplung aja, pasti ntar ada yang kepleset, ada yang ribut, ada yang nyasar ke kamar orang.”

Kembali ke Spa – Post Treatment

Connie keluar dari ruang massage sambil diselimutin handuk besar, wajahnya glowing.

Connie: “GUE NGANTUK. GUE DAMAI. GUE BAHAGIA. GUE PENGEN DIPIJET SEUMUR HIDUP.”

Jean bawa infused water, nyeruput dengan gaya sok kaya: “Bro... ini spa experience tuh kaya... dicium malaikat.”

Porco jalan keluar bareng Armin, mukanya adem dan bingung.

Porco: “Gue... gue gak nyangka. Gue nangis pas sauna."

Bertholdt: "Itu sih gara-gara matanya perih pas dikasih timun, Porc."

Porco: "Hah lo juga perih Bert? Pantes kok gue nangis."

Reiner: "Lebay. Gue biasa aja. Malah seger. Biar bisa melihat dunia lebih jelas."

Jean dan Connie saling lirik.

Eren diem, tapi mukanya lebih rileks.

Eren: “…Ternyata enak juga ya, hidup tenang tanpa Floch.”

Connie: "WIH EREN. LO KAYAK ABIS DARI SPA. AURANYA BEDA."

Armin (ketawa): "Kan emang, Con."

Zeke melangkah santai ke arah lounge bar, tempat Mrs. Petra dan para cewek duduk sambil minum mocktail buah tropis. Dia duduk di salah satu kursi kosong, sok cool, lalu...

Zeke (senyum miring): “Halo, ladies… Halo Mrs. Levi... atau boleh aku panggil Petra aja?”

Petra (kaget, awkward): “Oh... um, hai. Zeke, ya?”

Hitch (langsung megang gelas kuat-kuat, tatapan tajam): “Lo ngapain di sini?”

Zeke (masih sok kalem): “Kan aku udah masuk. Jadi lagi bertugas. Kalian gak berenang?" sambil senyum.

Petra: "Oh kita baru aja selesai."

Zeke: "Yahhh aku telat liat pemandangan dong." Pieck: "Pemandangan apaan?"

Ymir: "Lo gue tampol ya."

Zeke: "Eh.. Maksudnya pemandangan pantai. Tadi matahari dan awannya lagi cantik, kayak... hehehe" sambil melihat Mrs. Petra.

CEWEK-CEWEK SEMUA LANGSUNG: 😶😶😶

Pieck (angkat alis, pelan-pelan berdiri): “Zeke… lo tau nggak, kalo Levi liat lo ngedeketin istrinya, bisa-bisa lo dilindes... pake briefcase.”

Zeke (ketawa kecil, cengengesan): “Ciee... Mbak Pieck cemburu ya. Cemburu aku perhatiin yang lain.”

Ymir: “WOI! Jangan godain istri orang dong, lo pikir ini sinetron?”

Mikasa: “Kenapa lo masuk lagi sih…”

Zeke (tetap senyum-senyum gak takut mati): “Tenang, tenang… aku cuma ngajak ngobrol. Petra juga kelihatan kesepian tadi. Kan suaminya lagi meeting terus sama Marlo… Mbak Hitch kesepian juga nggak?”

Hitch: "Kesepian pala lo. Gak liat ini temen gue sebanyak ini?"

Zeke: "Kali aja, Mbak..."

Petra langsung batuk-batuk kecil, awkward maksimal.

Annie (datar): “Gue tendang lo ya.”

Meanwhile… DI AREA SPA – COWOK-COWOK DENGER SUARA ZEKE

Jean, Connie, dan Porco lagi leyeh-leyeh di spa bar, sambil nyeruput jus jahe.

Jean (denger kabar dari staff spa): “Eh bro, lo denger gak? Tuh, si Zeke lagi ngegoda istrinya Pak Levi di lounge.”

Connie (MATA NGEBUL): “GILA. GILA DIA. NGAPAIN DIA NGEGODA CEWEK YANG DILINDUNGI SAMA ORANG KAYA + SADIS + BOSS??? Itu kayak… ngetok-ngetok peti mati sendiri! Eh, bentar deh, ini jus jahenya kagak enak anjir.”

Porco (ngunyah kacang spa, sok bijak): “Zeke tuh kayak gajah mabok di toko porselen. Sooner or later, semuanya pecah.”

Armin (tenang, tapi worried): “Kalo Levi tau, bisa-bisa bukan cuma dia yang kena... bisa jadi resort ini ikutan terbakar.”

Jean: “Jenggotnya harusnya dibakar sih."

[fictionalafvsmybeloved]

So your blog is the land of non-credibility right? And you review tanks? So could you review this 'gem'

I haven't done one of these in a while, so why not start off with this Wonderful design by Blacktaildefense.

(also I'm gonna change up my standard format a bit)

I'll let you know right here, this thing is more of a dumpster fire than you think.

Let's start with the basics, size. It's too big. 4 feet wider and 10 feet longer the M1 Abrams. It's longer and wider than the Maus and Char 2C, the two tanks known for being ridiculously big. It's too wide for standard US highways and railroads so the only way you can transport it is by air or sea. And its "amphibious", with almost no way to propel itself through the water.

Next is the engine. It gives the tank a mindboggleing 55 horsepower per ton, leading to a ludicrous 65 MPH top speed at an equally insane 1 mile to the gallon. BUT THAT IS A LIE. Because this uses a wankel engine, AND WANKEL ENGINES HAVE LAUGHABLY BAD EFFICIENCY. But that's not all! This is a diesel wankel engine, and you see a diesel engine works by compressing the air with its pistons until its super heated, then injecting the fuel into the chamber, causing it to combust. A WANKEL ENGINE CANNOT DO THAT, SO THE ENGINE DOESN'T EVEN WORK. And I just noticed that the drive sprocket is either missing, or half the size it should be.

20% Chobham

20% Titanium

60% Fullerene (misspelled, of course)

This is the absolute nonsense that supposedly makes up this thing's armor package. Chobham.... is not a material, it is a LAYOUT for composite armor (and an outdated one too). Titanium is very expensive, and also what the Air Force makes their planes out of. So now you're competing with the Air Force for materials, good job. Fullerene, oh boy every 2-bit sci-fi writer's favorite nanomaterial. Nanomaterials have two big problems. First, they are extremely expensive to manufacture, even on the "nano' scale. Second, the physical properties of matter change as they are scaled up. YOU HAVE NO GUARANTEE THAT THE IN-LAB NANO-SCALE SUPERPROPERTIES WILL TRANSLATE INTO 20 TONS OF USABLE TANK ARMOR. As for the thickness, it's listed in just plain inches, with no way to tell if it's talking about RHA equivalence or the actual thickness of the armor elements in that area(nor does it differentiate between hull and turret armor). If its RHA equivalent, then the armor is weaker than the Abrams. The armor at the rear is ten times thicker that it needs to be, and is just increasing cost and maintenance complexity for almost no benefit.

As for the guns, why don't we start small. Two 7mm MGs, I'm sure he means 7.62 NATO, right? Those two machineguns have twice the ammunition they need. A 20mm autocannon for firing at aircraft (not pictured but still listed). The original design plan for the M1 Abrams had one too, but the Army removed it for being "superfluous", that should tell you all you need to know. The primary armament is a 145mm smoothbore... howitzer? Howitzers are lower velocity guns designed for indirect fire, what the hell is one doing on an MBT? And it comes with- SWEET MOTHER OF GOD! WHY DOES IT HAVE 85 ROUNDS OF MAIN GUN AMMUNITION? With no blowout panels?!? If this thing takes a hit the entire vehicle will scatter itself over a 200ft area! And here I though Russian tanks where explosive. And why does it have 40 degrees of gun elevation? Is it meant to pull double duty as an artillery piece? You're just making the crew training times longer.

This overgrown, overbudget do-it-all abomination has sci-fi super armor, a magic nonsense engine, and the ability TO SWIM; but no thermal sights. Absolutely moronic.

They packed the crew in there like sardines. Six crew members, SIX. Does it have THREE loaders? Is one of them pulling double duty as an old fashioned radio operator? Do they need that many because they're using single-piece brass cased ammo? Are they using stackable charges to pull double duty as an SPG!? Do not tell me, I don't wanna know.

The final two features of note are: The "full 3d stabilization" of the drivetrain, hull, turret, and gun. I have no idea how or why you would stabilize those first three. And the smoke mortar. Mortar, not launchers. smoke mortar, like one late WWII German tanks.

FINAL SCORES

Credibility: 2/10 - Just Stupid

Coolness: 3/10 - WarThunder Sad Eyes Tank

BONUS

War Thunder for the PS1

The Areo-Gavin is up next, and I think it might drive me to alcoholism. See you soon(ish).

[afewbitsandpieces]

Deltarune Text Project Update #3

(View WIP Text Project Here)  

After far too long, here’s another update to the Deltarune Text Project - 99% Complete edition!

To Recap:

- There is actually several pieces of dialogue that I have tried to get, but otherwise cannot get anymore because I don’t know the conditions, or some sort of internal data prevents me from getting it again:    - Kris’s name on 1st save file: If I remember right, this has to do with getting completion data on Chapter 1, so since I’ve finished Chapter 1 several times by now, I can no longer get this.    - Green File Select screen in Chapter 1: Essentially the same as the above.    - The last Weird Route Save Point dialogue won’t show up again, presumably because it’s already been completed once before.

There is also several pieces of battle dialogue that I’m not sure can actually be gotten, or I otherwise don’t know how to trigger them in-game:

- Rudinn:    - Rudinn is alright with not fighting. [Spare conditions met]

- Hathy:    - Hathy's beat slows. [Tired]    - Hathy is skipping beats. [Spare conditions met]

- Jigsawry:    - Jigsawry looks happy about its life. [Spare conditions met]

- Ponman:    - Ponman is sleeping soundly. [Sleepy]

- K. Round:    - K.Round looks weak. [Tired]    - K.Round's shuffle becomes lethargic. [Low HP]

- Rabbick:    - You and Ralsei warned Rabbick about Susie. The enemy went on guard... [Warned]    - Rabbick is now nice and clean. [Spare conditions met]

- Clover:    - Clover seems to be getting along with herselves. [Spare conditions met]

- Lancer 2:    - Huh? What was that? [After Susie blocks Lancer's ears from "The Final Blow of Kindness"]

- Rudinn Ranger:    - Rudinn Ranger seems totally flattered. [Spare conditions met]

- Head Hathy:    - Head Hathy blocked the way! [Encounter]    - Head Hathy's beat slows. [Tired]    - Head Hathy is skipping beats. [Spare conditions met]

- Jevil:    - JEVIL got more TIRED! [Hypnosis, if JEVIL is not sufficiently tired]

- Werewire:    - Werewire swung in! [Encounter]    - Werewire and Maus swung down like stringed superheroes! [Unused encounter with Maus]

- Ambyu-Lance:    - Ambyu-Lance and its pet appeared! [Encounter with ?]

- Maus:    - Smells like wood shavings. [Neutral]    - Maus would like to go to its favorite bistro in this marvelous city. [Neutral]

- Spamton:    - $VAULES$ (rarely)

- Swatchling:    - Please enjoy this complimentary shockwave. [Red]    - What? The lasagna has some kind of explosive in it? [Blue, rare]

IN ADDITION: Like the Undertale Text Project, there's now an “X. Miscellaneous” folder of interesting things in the game:   - Chapter & Route Stat Changes (’Power’ Section)   - Character Spells (’Power’ Section)   - Character Titles (’Power’ Section)   - Configuration   - ‘Everyman’ Sightings & Mentions   - Game Over Screens   - ICE-E Sightings & Mentions   - Items     - 1. Equippable Items     - 2. Healing Items     - 3. Light World Weapons & Armor     - 4. Throwing Away Items     - 5. Miscellaneous Items     - 6. In-Battle Descriptions     - X. Key Items (& Lancer)     - X2. Too Many Items   - Missing An Attack   - Sans’s Number   - Save Point Messages   - Toriel Phone Calls

If any of you feel that there’s something else that deserves it’s own folder in the Miscellaneous section, feel free to let me know!

With all that said, if there are any suggestions to make such as missing screencaps to get (and how to get them), folder naming suggestions, etc., feel free to let me know.

(By the way, if you’re [rightfully] wondering why this took so long, it’s a couple of things: one is that both chapters put together are surprisingly long, two is that I don’t have useful tools like an in-game script, save file editing, and room/event numbers like for Undertale, three is that so far I’m going at this completely alone instead of having a group effort, and four is that at one point I kinda just got burnt out and needed a temporary break after so many replays lol)

(By the way #2: For SOME reason, updating the Chapter 2 folder is claiming there’s “upload problems” with 9 out of the total 10593 files and I have zero idea which files those are, so if someone manages to find a spot where some images are clearly missing, please let me know!)

[high-school-lit-tournament]

The official high school literature tournament bracket is here!

Because I am moderately technologically inept, I printed out a bracket and filled it in; that sort of thing helps me visualize the rounds and contextualize the matchups better.

Because this is really small and fairly difficult to read, here is a comprehensive list of the matchups, as organized by side (I’m calling A, B, C, and D sides because I forgot what they’re actually called. Imagining a LP makes this imagery more entertaining).

Side A

War and Peace vs Crime and Punishment

Animal Farm vs Fahrenheit 451

The Catcher in the Rye vs A Separate Peace

The Bell Jar vs The Color Purple

Kindred vs The Stepford Wives

The Great Gatsby vs The Count of Monte Cristo

Arcadia vs A Raisin in the Sun

A Doll’s House vs A Streetcar Named Desire

Side B

Pride and Prejudice vs Jane Eyre

1984 vs Slaughterhouse 5

The Outsiders vs Lord of the Flies

An Inspector Calls vs The Crucible

To Kill a Mockingbird vs Huckleberry Finn

Beloved vs The Things They Carried

Things Fall Apart vs Invisible Man

Night vs The Kite Runner

Side C

Of Mice and Men vs The Grapes of Wrath

L’étranger vs The Little Prince

Brave New World vs Catch-22

Maus vs Persepolis

Ethan Frome vs Never Let Me Go

The Poisonwood Bible vs Heart of Darkness

The Master and Margarita vs We

I Am A Cat vs The Samurai’s Garden

Side D

Hamlet vs Macbeth

Frankenstein vs Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde

Wuthering Heights vs Metamorphosis

The Scarlet Letter vs Madame Bovary

The Sound and the Fury vs The Sun Also Rises

Death of a Salesman vs The Importance of Being Ernest

Sagarana vs The House of the Spirits

Triste Fim de Policarpo Quaresma vs Noli Me Tángere

The first round of the tournament will be split up over four weeks, with the matchups of each side lasting a week.

Stay posted for the rounds!

Update: round 1, side A (results), B (results), C (results), and D (results) are complete; stay tuned for round 2!

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On accessibility: we have added alt text for cover images. In future rounds, we might write image IDs, as there’ll be less of them

[steddie-island]

November has been a really great month, reading-wise. I've finished 16 books this month (though, to be fair, a few of them were not started in November and several were very short!)

Finished

The Haunting of Alejandra - V. Castro 4/5 ⭐️

Electric Idol - Katee Robert 3.5/5 ⭐️

Learn My Lesson - Katee Robert 5/5 ⭐️

A Worthy Opponent - Katee Robert 4/5 ⭐️

Death Between the Pages - Peggy Jaeger 3.5/5 ⭐️

The Hellbound Heart - Clive Barker 3/5⭐️

My Darling Dreadful Thing - Johanna van Veen 5/5⭐️

Requiem for a Memory - Saige Denmark 2.5/5⭐️

Hunt on Dark Waters - Katee Robert 3/5⭐️

The Haunting of Hill House - Shirley Jackson 4/5⭐️

Things Have Gotten Worse Since We Last Spoke - Eric LaRocca 2/5 ⭐️

Camp Damascus - Chuck Tingle 4/5⭐️

When I Arrived at the Castle - Emily Carroll 4/5⭐️

From the Belly - Emmett Nahil 5/5⭐️

Hexis - Charlene Elsby 3/5⭐️

Hampton Heights: One Harrowing Night in the Most Haunted Neighborhood in Milwaukee, Wisconsin - Dan Kois 4/5⭐️ (This was sort of a book of short stories and would've been a solid 3/5 but one of the stories gave it another full star!)

How to Sell a Haunted House - Grady Hendrix 5/5⭐️

Incidents Around the House - Josh Malerman 5/5⭐️

The Mary Shelley Club - Goldy Moldavsky 4/5⭐️ (Could have used another edit, basically the first half of the book was setup, but holy shit it had a GREAT ending.)

My Best Friend's Exorcism - Grady Hendrix 4/5⭐️

A House at the Bottom of a Lake - Josh Malerman 4/5⭐️

We Used to Live Here - Marcus Kliewer 4/5⭐️

Horror Movie - Paul Tremblay 4/5⭐️

Pearl - Josh Malerman 3/5⭐️

Home is Where the Bodies Are - Jeneva Rose 3/5⭐️ This is like, a high 3 but not quite high enough for me to just round it up to a 4. There were bits that didn't and still don't make sense but it was still a good story.

A Dowry of Blood - S.T. Gibson 3/5⭐️ - Man I really really wanted to love this one and I just did not. It was Fine. I honestly think it would make a better movie than it made a book.

The Salt Grows Heavy - Cassandra Khaw - 2/5⭐️ -- Another one I wanted to love. I ate Nothing But Blackened Teeth up and have re-listened to it because it's so well done. This book was less than 100 pages and it took me over six months to read. I tried the audiobook, I tried the physical book, and this was just. Not a book that I enjoyed. It felt like a chore, but I made myself finish it.

Someone You Can Build a Nest In - John Wiswell 4/5⭐️ -- Very cozy, very sweet. This was recommended to me by someone recommending horror but this was honestly more fantasy than horror, it felt very D&D. I don't normally reach for fantasy but I'm glad I read this one.

Graveyard Shift - M.L. Rio 4/5⭐️

20th Century Ghosts - Joe Hill 4/5⭐️ -- Man there were a couple of stories in here that were so good. I wanted to give a book of short stories all written by the same author a chance and I'm glad I did. Pop Art and The Cape were both so fucking good and in entirely different ways.

You Like It Darker - Stephen King 4/5⭐️

Maus - Art Spiegelman

Maus II - Art Spiegelman - I honestly do not know how to rate these books. I rate based on how much I enjoyed the story, and I did not enjoy these at all but I don't think we're meant to? Like it's a horrific story but this was a great medium for telling it. It feels weird saying it made it more palatable when it was still so fucking horrifying, but it kind of did just that.

Red, White, and Royal Blue - Casey McQuiston 5/5⭐️ -- I had a tough time getting through this because we read it for book club during an election season. I didn't let that color how I felt about the book, though. I enjoyed this one so fucking much. Like the BANTER, my lord. So fucking good.

Wild Spaces - S.L. Coney 3/5⭐️

Coup de Grâce - Sofia Ajram 4/5⭐️

Gwendy's Button Box - Richard Chizmar, Stephen King 4/5⭐️

Gwendy's Magic Feather - Richard Chizmar 3/5⭐️

Gwendy's Final Task - Richard Chizmar, Stephen King 4/5⭐️

Penpal - Dathan Auerback 5/5⭐️ -- Goddamn. Just. Goddamn. It's been two days and I'm still thinking about this one.

Diavola - Jennifer Thorne 5/5⭐️

Currently reading

Season of Love - Helena Greer

Monstrilio - Gerardo Sámano Córdova

Upcoming TBR

We Came to Welcome You - Vincent Tirado

Delicate Condition - Danielle Valentine (I'm going to start one of these today probably but I'm not sure which!)

Intercepts - TJ Payne

DNFs of the year (I've removed anything that I had on here that I am actually going to try to tackle again!)

Wrong Place, Wrong Time - Gillian McAllister -- Another one that I wanted to love but after getting roughly half-way through the book I just. Did not care. At all.

(Previous versions of this post x x x x x )

[gonermaker-ocpicrew]

TAG LIST

Not necessarily an exhaustive list and some tags may be empty.

Characters

Alphys

Annoying Dog

Asgore

Asriel | God of Hyperdeath

Big Mouth

Bratty

Business Dude 1

Burgerpants

Catty

Chara

Charles

Chilldrake

Clam Girl

Clam Guy

Diamond Boy 1

Diamond Boy 2

Dogamy

Dogaressa

Doggo

Dress Lion

Drunk Bun

Echo Flower Explainer

Endogeny

Fallen humans (any of the 6 other kids that fell underground)

Faun

Ficus Licker

Flowey | Adobe (Omega/"Photoshop" form) | Floweypot

Frisk

Froggit | Final Froggit

Gap Bird (Bird That Carries You Over a Disproportionately Small Gap)

Gerson

Gift Bear

Glyde

Greater Dog

Grillby

Heats Flamesman

Hot Dog Harpy

Ice Wolf

Inn Keeper

Knight Knight

Lesser Dog

Library Lizard

Library Loox

Loox | Astigmatism

Loren

Napstablook

Madjick

Mad Mew Mew | Mad Dummy

Mettaton | box | ex | neo | ghost

Monster Kid

Muffet

Newsletter Editor 1

Newsletter Editor 2

Nice Cream Guy

Oni

Onionsan

PAPYRUS

Politics Bear

Poncho Human (the adult human from the intro)

Punk Hamster

Rabbit Girl

Ragel

Reaper Bird

Red Bird

Red Demon

River Person

Royal Guards

Sans

Scared Donut Guy

Scarf Mouse

Skateboard Girl

Small Bird

Snowdrake

Snowdrakes father

Snowdrakes mother

Snowdin Shopkeeper

Snowman

Suzy

Temmie

Toriel

Ugly Fish

Undyne | Undying

Whimsun | Whimsalot

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Addisons

Ambyu Lance

Balthizard

Berdly

Bibliox

Bloxxer

Catti

Carol

Clover

C Round

Dess

Elnina

Everyman

Friend (potential placeholder name for the creepy grin guy and (speculative) fancontent featuring it)

Gaster

Guei

Hathy

Head Hathy

His Followers (Gaster followers and their Deltarune NPC counterparts)

Jackenstein

Jevil

Jigsawry

Jigsaw Joe

Kris

King

K Round

Lancer

Lanino

Maus

Mike (tag covers the Mike Room impostors; not tagged individually)

Miss Mizzle

Mizzle

Noelle

Organikk

Pippins

Plugboy

Ponman

Poppup

Queen

Rabbick

Ralsei

Ribbick

Roaring Knight

Rudinn Ranger

Rudinn

Rudy

Seam

Shadowguy

Shuttah

Spamton | N30 (the last character is a zero)

Susie

Swatchling

Swatch

Sweet Capn Cakes

Tasque Manager

Tasque

Titan

Tenna

Top Chef

Vessel

Virovirokun

Watercooler

Werewerewire

Werewire

Wicabel

Winglade

Zapper

<3 (the player/red soul. not every instance of it in art will be tagged for obvious reasons)

Locations, Chapters

Ruins | Home

Snowdin | Grillbys | Skelebros House

Waterfall | Undynes House | Blook Farms (ghost houses included)

Hotland | Lab | True Lab

CORE | MTT Resort

New Home

The Surface

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Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3 | Chapter 4 | Chapter 5 | Chapter 6 | Chapter 7

LW (Light World) | DW | Hometown (wip tag)

Endings/Routes

True Pacifist

Neutrals | Queen Toriel (used for Toriel Ending Tree overall) | Empress Undyne | King Mettaton | King Papyrus | Queen Alphys

No Mercy

Weird

Misc.

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(I tag most reblogs by year of original post creation; self explanatory)

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GIFS

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Mass group photo (the above, but even more characters)

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Newsletter (Also tagged by version as described on Toby's Fangamer page eg the December 2024 gets tagged "Holiday 2024")

NSFF (Not Safe For Frisk; a tag for suggestive art. Explicit art isn't reblogged here.)

Official

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Reposts (see INFO for details and artist policy)

Spamton Sweepstakes | ii (for the 2025 update(s))

Spooky Tag (halloween related posts)

tag later (used when i forgot to tag something or in the case of certain things i don't have a tag for but might make later, such as "the player" or deltarune's "angel")

Text (text-based ask responses and art/images I find to have interesting commentary are included)

Their Presence (any art explicitly based on the chara narrator theory/similar ideas about them following frisk while undead; wip tag)

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saying something tag: original post tag

art tag: art tag. don't expect anything special

commentary: for my reactions to any utdr related thing im playing or otherwise experiencing

hehe: reblogs i personally find funny/amusing

ft tag: =)

[words-for-cat-bracket]

round 4 - week 1 - 2 of 4

brought to you by: kiba and gara

Mau (egyptian) vs gatito (spanish)

info and propawganda under the cut!

Mau /miuː/

It’s also the sound they make, c’mon, that’s adorable!

gatito /ɡaˈtito/

Cat, but smol,,

it is very sweet and because puss in boots

Every time I look at an especially cute kitten I think "gatito" and it always fits.

super cute and fun to say. used to call my cat that word as a term of affection

ITS SO CUTE ITS A LITTLE GATITO. UN POBRE GATITO. ITTY BITTY LITTLE KITTY

It has ito at the end of it so it means little cat

Please please please let gatito in. The root word gato means cat, but adding ‘ito’ to any word is like adding affection!!! Let the cat have affection!!!!

It's so cute. Cat + little. Like you start to say cat and then specify it's tiny

DOS GATITOS

its cute :3