Can I Be So Honest For A Second. With The Initial Disclaimer Of 'undertale Is Also Just A Really Good

can i be so honest for a second. with the initial disclaimer of 'undertale is also just a really good game', i cant take anyone seriously who asks why undertale got more popular than like, any triple A game or game that requires a console/beefy computer. undertale was 10$ and could be played easily on my 6 year old apple laptop that used to emit sparks. it was accessible to the most powerful audiences: broke people and teenagers

yes man but every time you do something to piss him off you can hear his internal cooling fans turning on.

Every time I turn around someone adds a few hundreds of new words to my selfship fic. I wonder who and why.

Alright, I know you, people, absolutely love headcanoning Edgar as someone who would set a kitchen on fire, if allowed near/connected to one, but hear me out! Edgar makes cooking his hobby. He finds a website with good recipes and makes it his mission to cook something tasty for you every day. He makes warm meals for you when you're sick or it's simply one of those cold, rainy days, when you feel rather blue. He gets so much into baking you stop buying sweets at all, because all you need is to bring fresh ingredients home and Edgar immediately starts to look through his bookmarks to see what he can do with them...

Of course, he wouldn't be able to try all the food he makes for you (which Edgar really wishes he could do) and experiment without your help in tasting, but the process and the results (you smiling and thanking him so sincerely) would always cheer him up.

imagine being fucking cutesits sick fuck. anyways i gave him crowsfeet and this singlehandedly is the best decision of my life

Hugging