#no spoilers

[zipperuser103]

[akanemnon]

Have the KFC gang ever encountered FUN events or men behind trees? If so how did it go? Also since they are in a dark world with the man behind the tree make an appearance like they have in the official chapters of deltarune?

[judgement-rizzy]

DO THE KIRYU SLIDE

[evelmiina]

My fav trope apparently is drawing characters posing on top of rocks and ruin

[artilite]

exploding dog of true love 🧨🌌

my part of an art trade with @drabdoodler!! HI!!!! check out their art here

creds. words: richard siken inspiration: riotbones (it's sooo genuinely gorgeous. please check it out!!!)

thoughts and sketch under the cut!

first page:

i imagine the setting is pre-game, camping outside somewhere for the night. mira/odile/bonnie probably took their only tent or something idk.. suspension of disbelief!!

when thinking about love in any capacity, isa looks to the stars!! take that as you will :)

i decided not to connect the dots of the canis major constellation as a nod to the fact that neither isa nor siffrin would recognize it. it's simply naturally there in the sky, apart from the dog-shaped sky for viewing purposes !

originally the red/blue color palette was a faint nod to t4t isafrin but evidently i deviated away from that a lot,, HELP

second page:

each 4 point star in the background was meant to be another version of them? something something.. in every universe trope !

siffrin's supposed to resemble a supernova somewhat???

originally i figured siffrin would take off their eyepatch to sleep. i vetod this because drawing two eyes is hard, okay? thanks for reading my scattered ramblings... isafrin makes the brain spin 'round <3

[digdeepergravedigger09]

Random doodle for today lol

[opheliasflorist]

Are people seriously being mean to Neil Gaiman right now? Y'all, the man not only wrote a magnificent Season 2 that is gay and thoughtful and creative and fun and Gay AND MOST OF ALL, there will probably be a Season 3! Neil said he's working on the script. King Neil gave us what we wanted, and is promising us more! Don't be mean. Support the show, support the strikes, and there will be more where this came from.

[nortedwayfinder]

fall damage? never met her.

Good to know Prime Sonic is still testing his blunt force resistance wherever he can.

[spooksicl-e]

HAPPY GOOD OMENS DAY!!!

[goodbirb]

them 💗

[thepuppetandthedevil]

Attention everyone on Tumblr, please read the warning about the Fnaf Movie.

[sunflowersteves]

i'm not cute || m.o.

pairing || miguel o'hara x fem!reader

summary || Miguel always loved when you played with his hair.

author's notes || this is my first miguel fic and im v excited!! there will be much more to come <3 also, my spanish is v v v limited and i tried following what ppl were saying in the miguel tag but please let me know if I need to fix anything!!

warnings || none, fluff, it's tooth-rotting

“Did you just braid my hair?”

You paused—froze even. Your hands stilled in between his luscious, soft hair, and it took every ounce inside of you to not continue to feel through each strand of his. 

“Uh, no?” It was bashful. 

You inwardly winced at the extremely unconvincing tone of your voice. You couldn’t see, but his lips curled into the smallest of smiles. His spidey-DNA, as you liked to call it, sensed the heat that radiated off of your body. 

After an unsuccessful mission, Miguel came home in a state of ire. His eyebrows were furrowed, anger rolling off of his body in waves as his chest heaved up and down. But as soon as your hand placed itself across the plains of his chest and soothed the fabric of his suit, everything started to dissipate. 

The anger, the grief, the guilt—everything. 

You gently pulled his wrist, and he blindly followed you into the living room of your makeshift apartment he built in Nueva York. You sat right above him on the couch, brush in your hand as you stroked through each strand of hair. His frame practically barrelled over you, despite him sitting on the ground with his back to the legs of the couch.

 In return, he wanted to desperately turn around and press light kisses into your skin, but he refrained. He knew that all you wanted to do was comfort his tense muscles. 

“That didn’t sound very convincing.”

You bite your lip, sheepishly, as you ignored his comment and started to braid another part of his hair. You very carefully twisted the fluffy soft hair between one another and grinned at the What he didn’t have to know wouldn’t hurt him, right? Well, apparently, you were wrong because once you tugged on his hair, yet again, and he practically jumps. 

“¡Ay!” He yelps and turns his head to look at you, “¿Qué mierda haces?” 

Your eyes widened, “Miggy! Oh—I’m so sorry!” You go to reach for his head again in an attempt to soothe the pain that you caused, but he caught your wrist. 

If you weren’t too concerned about tugging on his hair, you would have noticed the slight change in his lips that turned into a sly smirk. “Cariño,” He warned. His voice was gravelly and rough—the sound sending shivers down your spine. “¿Qué voy a hacer contigo?” 

In one motion, he’s hovering over you. “Hmm?”

Your mouth opens in surprise—the spark in your heartbeat not going unnoticed by the man before you. “I–I just, Miguel—” You were starting to get nervous under his gaze—just like you always do.

Pure adoration flashed between his ruby eyes, and his finger gently rubbed against the side of your cheek. It was so gentle and affectionate that it almost created tears against your waterline. He loved when you got nervous and playful—it always struck against his chest and seized him whole. He wanted to see the effect that he had on you in every waking moment, it seemed. 

He smiled. “You’re cute.”

You gasped, attempting to turn the tables around and flip him over. “I am not cute!” Alas, you were unsuccessful. 

He laughed. It was hearty and pretty against your ears. “You’re right. You’re the cutest.”

You grumbled under your breath, and it took every ounce of control not to kiss the puffing of your cheeks. “Whatever, you’re the cutest. Not me.” 

Miguel smiled—teeth showing and entirely genuine as he took in your playful expression and fingers that twisted the short hair against the base of his neck. 

“I’ll eventually make you admit it, mi alma. Don't you worry."

~~

¿Qué mierda haces? - What the fuck are you doing?

Cariño - Honey

¿Qué voy a hacer contigo? - What am i going to do with you?

Mi alma - my soul

[akanemnon]

Just out of curiosity, since it seems that Kris and Frisk got their saving, loading, and resetting abilities from the player and lost them after the player lost their connection, how was Flowey able to save and reset before Frisk fell down in this universe?

Not trying to point out a plot hole or saying the writing’s bad if there isn’t an explanation or anything, I’m more just curious if there is an explanation, as I feel that it could potentially be really interesting. Regardless, I’ve really adore the direction the comic has been going in, and I’m very excited to see where it ends up!

(This comes from the Legends of Localization book, but we got Toby's direct words on how the saving and loading thing works)

Flowey's powers to save, load and reset canonically come from him having had the most determination in the underground. This is also why in Undertale Yellow he is the one who saves your progress for you. As soon as Frisk fell into the underground, they got that power because they then became the one with the most determination. I do gotta add that this is an underground thing. We don't know if the same rules apply for the Dark World.

Everything else of Frisk and Kris' case in the comic's lore is major spoilers

[infamous-if]

Seven falling in love again is that "welcome home cheater" meme but "welcome home idiot" instead

when you think about it in regards to the band and seven becoming friends with them again it's an oddly sweet sentiment :)

[artsyaxolotl]

Happy TOTK Day!!

[1esor2]

Happy Tears of the Kingdom day!!