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counterpoint: "crisps" is genuinely so fucking hard to pronounce. it's like the word "wasps." you fail to consider the pronunciation of words

Car Trunk vs Car Boot: A clear win for US English, trunk was already a thing in which you stored items, frequently for transport.

Crisps vs Chips: I gotta admit, the Brits have this one. They're thin slices of potato that have been made crispy. No chipping of any materials involved.

Car Park vs Parking Lot: Equally matched. What's a car park? A place to park cars. What's a parking lot? An otherwise empty lot where you can park.

Elevator vs Lift: Both equally fail to address that the damn thing also goes down.

I genuinely mourn the person I could have been.

on colors and being different and not being enough for yourself

(please reblog instead of liking)

one of these days im gonna get like an ear or nose or whatever piercing and by that point nobody will be able to tell what gender i am. i will become the gender god and take my gender back from the fae that stole it. the fae will fear me.

im gonna try reblogging it again on pc and see if this shit actually breaks

edit: nope. it legitimately didn't. i am immune

how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr

well now i HAVE to reblog it and i HAVE to make it work whether tumblr likes it or not

edit: deadass nothing happened for me wtf are you guys experiencing

how’s everyone doin tonight i just broke tumblr

Part 1: 'Breakout'

Where things began to go wrong.

AFAGHAGAFSFGAH THIS IS LITERALLY SO TRAGIC. WHAT THE FUCK

The idea of Sans dying (I don't know how) and papyrus needing to figure out how to live in an underground without him and eventually the world as a whole

*You approach the tall skeleton, he's staring into the sunset like all of your friends. A space has been left beside him.

"BROTHER, WHATS THAT GAINT BALL?"

*You tug on the sleeve of his jacket.

*You ask him who he was talking to

"OH, SORRY HUMAN. I WAS JUST ADMIRING THE VIEW."

toby would absolutely do this kind of bullshit

The dog was so Undertale coded I had to draw this. Also I decided the character was named Updog.

a little sneak peak of an october treat...

go ahead and make your theories...

okay so i was drawing this duck on ibis paint and for SOME REASON they changed it so you have to watch an ad every FOUR HOURS instead of EIGHTEEN HOURS LIKE IT USED TO BE.

why?

WHYYYYYYY?????

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!?!?!??!?!?!

god dammit i accidentally got absorbed by a crackship that nobody else ships but i personally love

but i won't be revealing it yet...

instead, i'll just be writing a special little fic for it, and drag everyone else into my hurricane of misery in the process

it is 10 am where i live, i have not slept since yesterday, i have not touched grass in two weeks and i am currently madly writing a tadc fanfic where gummigoo gets to live (with a nametag so caine knows he's an npc) and episode 3 plays out with him being able to participate because i am only now starting to realize the absolUTE INSJUTICE THAT WAS GIGVEN TIU HIM AFTER REWATCHING THE EPISDOES AND I NEED TO FIX IT IMMEDIATELY

why did you balded him

sum photos I took of snnuy

one of my most horrendous writing flaws is that i have built up a habit of writing while i listen to youtube videos and struggle to convince myself to start writing otherwise. this would be fine except for the fact that i literally cannot write when i hear words being beamed directly into my ears. so much of my writing progress is impeded by this habit. if god didn't nerf me so many times i would have killed him by now

absolutely adore the tags on this post

i imagine him doing an extremely villainous pose and laugh like "NYEHEHEHEHEH!! WITH THESE FORCED GOODNESS LESSONS, YOU'LL NEVER BE ABLE TO KILL AGAIN!! THIS IS ME BEING ANGRY, I PROMISE YOU!! NYEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHH!!!!"

"HUMAN YOU'RE REALLY STARTING TO P I S S M E O F F".

TOBYYYYYYYY

hi yes, do me a favor and count up how many zeroes come after the decimal.

Yeah.

YEAH. NINE ZEROES.

guys... GUYS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

flowey, in his final form, was an extension—a being born from the idea that true strength lay in numbers. that power came from reaching that unattainable summit, the highest peak, where nobody could control or get to him. he even aimed infinity itself.

but that's where the irony lies, isn't it?

here frisk was. standing tall, defiantly clinging to life at 0.0000000001 HP.

nine ZEROES. a number so close to nothingness, it’s barely there at all.

a number so brittle, it should mean the end.

on the precipice of defeat. for anyone else, this would be a definitive game over.

but for frisk... it was somehow enough.

that very fragility, that brush with oblivion, granted frisk a strength flowey could never understand. those nine zeroes were survival distilled down to its purest form.

asriel seethes. how the hell are they still standing? how do they keep going when everything—logic, the numbers—screams that they should be gone? dead! he should be winning!

he hurls everything at them. all his hurt, all his rage, every ounce of power he’s amassed. and still, they remain.

frisk doesn't fight back. they don’t retaliate, don’t strive to overpower him. not because they’re invincible, but because they don’t need to be.

what good is being on top if you’re alone? what does it matter if you have power if it doesn’t fill the emptiness inside?

frisk reflects all the parts of himself he’s buried, the fragments he’s tried so desperately to forget.

remember when you didn’t need to chase the biggest numbers?

when you didn’t keep count of moments, no matter how they made you feel?

when every laugh felt like it would last, and there was something beautiful in just being, even as everything quietly passed by?

AUUUBGHHHH THE NUMBER NINE YOU GUYS!!!! 9!!!! ALWAYS AT THE SCENE OF THE CRIME!! TOBY YOU ABSOLUTE MADMAN

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Everyone is fighting a tough battle so reblog to give previous a sword 🗡️

Everyone is fighting a tough battle so reblog to give previous a sword 🗡️

the people have spoken, hysteriatale stays here!

a question for my tumblr followers, in particular, my hysteriatale fans.

i ask because i actually don't post a lot of hysteriatale stuff on here, and as a result its not exactly popular. it's also quite disorganized so no one will find it without the masterpost.

i feel like making a sideblog might be a good idea, so im asking you guys

i absolutely love takes on emo sunny and holy shit i just noticed the HOODIE IS THE SKY FROM HEADSPACE

S u n n y

this is funny because i literally just dumped the lore of my entire fanfic (so far) including its sequel and the total word count was like 2k

bruh i was already drafting up another chara comic i cant keep up with this shit🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️🚶‍♂️

YESSS!!! :D THIS IS SUCH A WHOLESOME IDEA

please can we do inbox trick-or-treating this year. can we make that a thing on tumblr. please please please please please