"The Prophecy Of The Darkness God And The Winter Child"

hey what's up with the "!" in fandoms? i.e. "fat!" just curious thaxxx <3

I have asked this myself in the past and never gotten an answer.

Maybe today will be the day we are both finally enlightened.

@psycho-chair

This u?

a terrifying chair that i would never sit in

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Hello!! :D

And welcome! Sit down, sit down!! Here, by the fire... Stay as long as you like!! We have,um... Pizza, or, uh, marshmallows, if that's more your thing...

Here you'll find stop motion with fuzzy little characters, and drawings/sketches, animations and art.... of the same characters, hehe

Mostly Undertale/Deltarune, and some Aus based on them!! All (or some) in 3D felt form!!!

I'm planning to make something for Undertale's 10th anniversary, so if you want to stick around and see some of the process, feel free!

Hopefully you enjoy your stay, and if you're just passing through then happy travels!

Have a good one!!

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(Your marshmallow fell into the fire...)

so didn't exactly go t osleep but I wathced the last helluva boss episode so I guees thats a win for me (not for future me tho)

it's two in the. fucking uh. idk morning? dawn? bro honestly idk but I have a german test and at this point it might just be easier to pull a fucken. all nighter cuz like. that's fun right. I mean all nighter. holy shit it took literallly 5 tries to write down 'right' right. alr nvm I'm going to sleep (not really) gn y'all

I made some silly skeletons in the morning :]

And Killer would be the magician and would name himself the "Mad hatter" and Cross would be his assistant just to make sure he doesn't do dumb shit and hurt himself

And Horror would be some kind of polymorph, and Dust would be the tamer

And Ink would be the clown

And Error would be the stage master

And Blue and Lust would give out the tickets

And they would call themselfs "The Sansircus"

GUYS HEAR ME OUT

Dream and Nightmare part of a circus and theyre both trapeze artists

Something, something... Angst art :>

I played a bit with the filters on the second one

Also Wraith I will write my part as soon as my pretty little head will be so kind and remember what I wanted to write yesterday

Also I know I didn't quote Nightmare perfectly but I drew this at like 10 pm yesterday and I remembered it wrong pretend that's what he said-

Wrote something based on the idea Cray and I thought of:

Desperation wasn't new to Killer. It was what drove him into madness in the first place, filled his soul with so much Hate that he scarecely recognized himself as a Monster. Sometimes, he'd find himself lost in the hallways of the castle while his soul melted like those DT-riddled amalgams.

And he knew Nightmare wasn't far behind, hands and claws grasping at his shoulders and throat, whispering all of his sins like a Judge. It wasn't rare to see Killer hunched against a wall and sob so hard he choked on his own breath.

He'd remember Cross try making his way to him - or was that Horror? - and say something muddled but stop. Maybe they realized he was a lost cause and gave up trying. Or Nightmare simply selt them away. He can't quite tell with how his sockets flood with liquid Hate.

Sometimes, he seeks Nightmare out before an episode, when he can feel it in the back of his mind and thrumming in his soul. Staggering into Nightmare's office and collapsing at his feet as his legs gave out.

If there was one thing he did remember, it was the way Nightmare smiled at him. Like someone sick with pleasure at seeing another in pain. It was a mean smile, one he'd made all the time before the episodes came more frequently. It was a wonder Nightmare still sent him on missions. Maybe he liked watching Killer try to take lives before seizing up.

"Killer."

His head tilts up from his spot on the dark carpet, knees rubbed raw from kneeling.

"Who allowed your thoughts to wander. Pay attention."

With that, punishment came swift and agonizing - a tentacle had shot itself right through his ribs and forced his body to tilt back as he was pinned in place.

"AAAAGH!!! Uhhhnn...! Hah... hah.....hah... sorry...." He grunts out, pain shocking through his bones with every faux breath.

Every moan of pain was met with a slow twist of the tendril, never once giving Killer a moment of reprieve.

"Mm. You came to my office to hurt. Don't waste my generosity."

Killer slowly grins, he cant help it. Yeah... He deserved this. He needed it. Someone to keep hurting him. Because after all that fucked up stuff he did, maybe it was about time he paid for it.

Another tentacle shot through him, and his head was thrown back as he screamed. He screamed and eailed until his throat was hoarse and no sound could escape. Nightmare's laughter quickly filled the silence instead, his twisted glee replacing his bloodcurdling screeching.

Any would have thought this was torture beyond measure, a fate anyone would do anything to avoid meeting again.

But they knew. They both knew.

He would come back for more.