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@captaincoffeenem
Shippers Evolution
First stage:
* Characters have chemistry and healthy meaningful interactions.*
“I ship it”
Second stage:
* Characters have healthy meaningful interactions.*
“I ship it”
Third stage:
* Characters have interactions.*
“I ship it”
Fourth stage:
* Characters exist in the same space.*
“I ship it”
Final stage:
* Characters exist.”
“I ship it so hard!”
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Comic originale by @allesiathehedge
Thought I’d try redrawing an old picture
So pretty angrybone~!
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Dettagli sulle SANSazionali battute:
Pag 1 (che in realtà è la 4)
Sans risponde a Paps "I'm SKULLing", ovvero un gioco di parole tra skull (tradotto "teschio") e sculling (tradotto "fare una pausa"). Non trovando un modo decente di tradurre ho messo "Vado a farmi le ossa".
Pagina 4 (che in realtà è la 7)
-Sans dice "Potresti portarmi una tazza di Kepchips", non ho ben chiaro se è un gioco di parole tra ketchup e chips (tradotto "patatine") oppure altro... (Tipo qualche gioco di parole con hands, up e questo Kepchips)乁( •_• )ㄏ
-Sempre qui, Sans risponde con "See you soon in my Off-ICE", ovvero una puns con office (tradotto "ufficio") e Ice (tradotto "ghiaccio"). Tristemente, io ho fatta un afreddura con UFF-icio...dove "uff" è...l'onomatopea (눈‸눈)
Emm...
...lo so, faccio pena con i puns...
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Pag. 3:
Pap dice "Not Today" (tradotto "non oggi"), al quale Sans risponde "To-All-Day" (tradotto "tutto il giorno"). Per questione di fonetica, ho tradotto la battuta più avanti con "inslOGGIabile" (lo so, fa schifo) che in originale era "Coolest" (tradotto "il più figo").
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Comic Cover "TimeTale"
Comic originale by @allesiathehedge
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FQA TimeTale
Comic Dub
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Settecento anni dopo essere stati sigillati sottoterra, i mostri si aggrappavani ancora alla speranza che un giorno sarebbero tornati in superficie per sentire il calore del sole, il freddo della pioggia e l'abbraccio del vento.
Con la scomparsa del Dr. Gaster, ora tocca a Sans e ai colleghi del suo predecessore continuare il suo lavoro per contribuire a realizzare questo sogno condiviso della sua gente.
Ma il destino non è mai gentile con lui.
Sans non deve solo preoccuparsi di trovare una soluzione per distruggere la barriera per conto del re, ma deve anche affrontare un fantasma di un passato che voleva fortemente rimanere sepolto.
Con una parte significativa della popolazione che diventa irrequieta e impaziente per la distruzione della barriera e con il tumulto politico che affligge il sottosuolo a causa della separazione del re e della regina, Sans sarà in grado di fare pace con se stesso, i suoi doveri e il suo amore fallito?
Solo il tempo dirà...
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NOTE: Extroverts’ version to follow ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ
Anyone get BINGO? I basically feed off your comments and social validation
I am absolutely an INFJ!! Lol
Fandom Italiano di Undertale!!
Ultimamente sono entrata in fissa con il comic di @allesiathehedge "TimeTale".
È davvero ben fatto ed intrigante!!
Così, mi sto cimentando nella tradizione ( ╹▽╹ )
A breve posterò il primo capitolo!
Qui il comic originale!
Qui il doppiaggio inglese!
See you soon, lazydude~!
❝You understand that you don't have the makings of a friend when everything is broken. See your friends tripping each other, one incited to the other for bullshit, and you're powerless. Everyone sinks into shit, victims of that one tyrant concept that you clearly saw...but you didn't know how to knife❞.
Little Thought
My intention isn’t to BOSS people around. But people who don’t create on tumblr really have to understand that if creators stop posting here, you won’t have anything else to like but maybe memes. If you want content to circle around to your dashboard... you have to pay it forward and reblog. That is why this website is dying. The Ban is not the only reason.
And its like.... people dont even fucking realize how special tumblr is
Tumblr doesn’t have verified checkmarks. Tumblr doesn’t have an algorithm to you show ❝The Best Stuff❞. Tumblr doesn’t display how many followers you have. Tumblr isn’t obsessed with subscriptions.
Tumblr is an even playing field compared to websites like Twitter, Instagram, and Youtube. Which means its up to us, the users, to spread the word of people we enjoy-- the way the internet should be.
I’m not asking you to reblog shit you don’t like. I’m not asking you to reblog everything out of pity. But when you see a post you genuinely like, reblog it.
Skin and knobs
Thanatos tempers in front of the glass door.
That floats in that huge and vast empty area.
Everything is so hollow that the echo of the air itself is born.
The door seems to be nailed to the sigh that slides down from her round rosy buttoned lips and it's lost in that nothingness.
She, tight in her own skin, lets the desire to uncover that Pandora's box vibrate.
«If even I touched it would...change something?».
Her bare feet tremble, that senseless white seems to absorb she.
Low, low, low. Slowly, with Insane patience. It devours she.
But it's just a mental barrier to which she has clung.
With nails she wants to uncork that void until she becomes, piece to piece, a grain of nothing.
But she can't, because it's made of skin.
The knob of that crystalline surface -from which nothingness appears- sighs, it swells with oxygen and, deflating, it doesn't release any curl of carbon dioxide.
Takes, steals, claims...but doesn't reciprocate.
«How greedy you are. What choices did you make to get this result?» Thanatos whispers, the thread of his words stretches like string and copies two turns around the neck of the knob.
The glass door feels a shiver along its molecules.
The knob stops stealing oxygen, it mean to glare at she.
«You don't have weird thoughts...» The scolds the knob, harsh «I am absolutely satisfied».
Thanatos lets his hand fall along the naked side, her knees converge towards her gender and make her tumble out of her balance.
The void fills with noise, the bones against nothing reverberate cawing.
«Are...are you satisfied?» Her voice is a whisper, dry and incredulous. Rancorous.
The knob grins, shaking off an apparent group of dust.
«Exactly!» Austere, it swells with pride.
Thanatos trembles, a non-existent cold makes chains on his wrists. It scratches them and impresses them with their shape.
«Tell me how! Tell me what choices you made to achieve this satisfaction» She pleads, vivid with shame on that frosty empty.
The glass door seems to thicken. The knob becomes minute.
A pang in her chest tears a saturated moan. That cry spreads over that damn skin in a frivolous loop.
«You aren't worthy of licking drops that the sun loses by itself. Vain soul!» The knob encircles itself with often horror.
«You are made of skin, What are you looking for in a brass future?».
Thanatos he feels that skin growl, fervent with anger.
«I look for warmth of waxed lips».
She gives in to silence and opens the door.
-Nem
People
There are people who would give you your life, like any piece of paper.
You don't care if they can make waste paper or articulated origami.
You would do any dares for that people, that person, Without limits.
Like in books, right?
Unbeatable. Unstoppable.
Just a smile...
Then...you realize that everything is useless.
You're a leisure, just a pastime.
You serve there, in that one instant.
Kill some boring second and go, thrown in the first nearby bin.
Or better, closed and stored on some dusty shelf...they will repay you when needed.
Who...are you?
People that are worth, you know...
People you never get tired of...
But You...are replaceable. You aren't worth anything.
But obviously, telling you to disappear isn't the best.
So, they drag yourself like a ball and chain.
Waiting...for you to throw the key and vanish.
Exactly how you appeared.
-Nem (On Wattpad)
[01/11/19, 01:54]
The sticky note headcannon continues ayyy
I just wanted to do some athstetic post it note imagery hah
... Tho ... Foreshortening is a b**** hhhhhhh .. I still kinda feel like it doesn't look quite right butttt ... It'll do qwq
I'm kinda proud of the outcome
Welcome to the constant wholesome skeleton brothers zone fffff
He's so cutie lazybone!! U ´꓃ ` U
Hi everyone!
In this blog I'll write stories and I'll post comics.
I'm Italian, so I'll alternate writing in English to Italian ones, so you can all read ෆ╹ .̮ ╹ෆ
If you are interested, I have a Wattpad account: @/CaptainCoffeeNem
I'm waiting for you there too!
Bye bye~
-Nem
