#late night shenanigans

[shru-ute]

poses and doodles from when I couldn't sleep :]

[lizaaardstuff]

Donnie needs to stop getting up at night.

[ladybugsimblr]

d-lo might be taking a "break" from the simshaderoom comments but he's still very much alive and well and posting on the gram after dark...

[aeternallis]

Kim: //exists 😎

Chay: I can’t tell whether he’s trying to scare me or seduce me

[greenbislut]

This was on my IG 😂😂

What the fuck?? 🤣

[aha-aha-ahahaha]

What is spaghetti if not apple tater persevering

[daiourage]

I just had a thought,

I was just rewatching Deltarune videos and I had an epiphany:

Okay maybe it isn’t that mind-blowing, but I’ve noticed that reversing the order of concepts seems to be a trend for Spamton???

Maybe someone already has said smth about this, but—for example, he has two parts to his motif, right?

The first few measures (bars) of “NOW’S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A” and “BIG SHOT” play later in the other song. They’re swapped, which I found interesting.

(That was worded really weird—what I mean is:

The motif with the saxophone plays first in “NOW’S YOUR CHANCE TO BE A” -> then the orchestra hit/euro hit (i’m not sure what soundfont it is tbh) motif plays.

The reverse is true for “BIG SHOT”!)

Also, he [becomed] NEO first before becoming EX? He mentions it if you beat him with violence.

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(Taken off the wiki,,, thank you to whoever normalized logging the dialogue;;;)

It could just be a dark/light theme going on, with NEO’s body being designed by a Lightner (presumed to be the “Nobody”/Mettaton ghost), so things go in the opposite order or smth.

Which makes me think—are we perhaps going in reverse order of Undertale in terms of location and Soul mechanics?

Ch.1 was the Castle (New Home), Ch.2 was technology-oriented (Core)… is Ch.3 gonna include the purple soul mechanics?

Anyway, feel free to add to this post! I want a conversation—

(I kinda derailed from spamton to deltarune in general;;; replies about both is fine!)

[bekbug]

[t0thinklikeroc]

They always have to get a dumb photo of me while I’m trying to make sure everything is good for them smh

[original-punks]

bubba kill, kiana angy

[kaynes-secret-blog]

Late night shenanigans with Nanda

Some days ago I baked a cake, tonight I had a midnight cleaning section on the bathroom (the situation was terrible) and now I'm taking a break so I can wash the dishes

Who knows what else I'll be up to until I colapse?

[seidenbros]

You’ve been wanting to have your boyfriend Eddie sit in your lap for so long, but he refuses to do so. “Babe, I’m too heavy, I’ll squish you!”Which is just ridiculous and he knows it. You’ve told him before that you’re stronger than you look, and that you love feeling his weight on top of you, so having him in your lap would feel amazing for you. But he still doesn’t want to do it. Maybe because he’d much rather have you in his lap, preferably naked, so he could get his hands all over your body, squeezing your thighs, your hips, your ass, pulling you close against him… But you want that as well, want him in your lap, looking up at him there, his thighs on top of yours, your hands on his thighs… so you made a plan. A plan that you’re now trying out while sitting comfortably on the sofa. “Babe? Can you help me? I’ve got something in my eye!” You blink your eyes, looking up when he comes back into the living room. Of course, there’s nothing in your eye this time, it’s all part of the plan.“ Let me see, sweetheart,” Eddie says with a smile, stepping up to you, placing his legs left and right of yours, because you locked your knees before he approached you. He leans over you, the tips of his hair touching your cheeks, making you smile instantly. It tickles slightly, and you love it. His calloused fingertips touch your cheek, gently angling your head a little so he can look at your eye, find the culprit, that isn’t really there. You seize that moment to put your hands on the back of his thighs and pull him towards you, make his knees hit the sofa, his right hand grabs onto the backrest of the sofa, the confused look on his face absolutely adorable. “What was that?” he asks, more hovering above you and not really putting his weight down on your thighs. “Oh, maybe I didn’t have anything in my eye.” You try to level a look of utter innocence at him, but the chuckle that tumbles over your lips ruining it completely. “Will you take a fucking seat already?” “I told you, I don’t want to squish you!” “You’re not going to squish me, you idiot! It’s not like you weigh a ton. And you always tell me, that if you say sit you mean sit and not hover when you want me to ride your face. So, sit the fuck down!” That makes him speechless before he chuckles and follows your orders, lowers his butt and finally, finally sits in your lap. He leans forward a little towering over you, so you really have to look up at him. The smirk is back in place when he lifts his hand to brush his thumb over your cheek. “Happy now?” he asks, lowering his head to nudge his nose against yours. “Almost,” you mumble against his lips, before you raise your hand and let it crash down on his ass. The squeal that comes over his lips makes you chuckle, but the moan that was mixed in with it is a bit of a surprise. “Oh you like that?!” “Well…” Eddie blushes, trying to hide his face, by lowering his head to your shoulder, pressing his nose against your neck. “You do! Oh didn’t think you’d like being on the receiving end.” “Oh, shut up!” “You’re gonna have to make me shut up, because I like this way too much,” you chuckle again, leaving one hand on his thigh, rubbing it up and down while you slap his ass once more with the other. A deeper moan escapes his lips, reverberates against your skin. “Such a pretty boy with such pretty moans,” you tease him, and that’s what breaks him. His head shoots up again, his pupils blown wide with lust before his lips come crashing down on yours. Yeah, you’ll definitely have to make him sit in your lap more often.

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

It was 3am there was a knock on the door when Bojack went down to answer it barley awake until he was face to face with big scarey guys asking about liane saying this was their night and who the hell are you did she replace us?

Well great she never mentioned this. . " um ....no." the confused horse slammed the door in their faces making sure it was locked hopefully they would leave because he definitely wasn't gay .

@ccartman

[behind-thebrowneyes]

Here lies My late night shenanigans. Cherry marshmallows are setting a little longer and are yummy. Altered bread recipe is now cooling and even used the new bread tools I got to make the design. It’s been a fun night now to wait for bread to cool down to see if it turned out okay and attempt to calm down. we shall see if that works cause I’m hyper rn.