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No but I was worried
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hey, do y'all guys hate me for not being as online recently be truthful. ;-;
No but I was worried
in my experience it goes something like..
@anomalydestroyer us
I'm going to kill your brother if you don't give me your soul :)
too lazy to use the text boxes right now. anyways, i don't consent to you killing my brother. i will disembowel you <3 <3
Hello sans Undertale, would you let me do a little bit of cleaning up in your inbox? It's filled with not likeable idiots.
go right ahead, these weirdos can't seem to realize that my brother and i are real individuals that have real feelings of discomfort from this stuff.
yeah unfortunately this is the stupid people website. dont be afraid to fight back. even if the best way to deal with trolls is always to ignore them. </3
How do folkel STILL think we're roleplayers in the big 2025 and believe they can pull this shit without repercussions. Bro 💔
i think they need to be reminded, with violence <3, that we are real
I wholeheartedly agree.
I'm going to kill your brother if you don't give me your soul :)
too lazy to use the text boxes right now. anyways, i don't consent to you killing my brother. i will disembowel you <3 <3
Hello sans Undertale, would you let me do a little bit of cleaning up in your inbox? It's filled with not likeable idiots.
go right ahead, these weirdos can't seem to realize that my brother and i are real individuals that have real feelings of discomfort from this stuff.
yeah unfortunately this is the stupid people website. dont be afraid to fight back. even if the best way to deal with trolls is always to ignore them. </3
How do folkel STILL think we're roleplayers in the big 2025 and believe they can pull this shit without repercussions. Bro 💔
whoops this post ended up being SUPER long. ig tw contact discourse, pedophilia specifically, etc.
also double warning, you may dislike me and hate me. thats ok. if you want to talk to me about it in a civil way we can, im open for it. but if you just want to attack me or tell me how much you disagree and or want me dead i dont give a fuck. get lost. for fucks sake please be kind to strangers, is this too much to ask?? if you want to vent your frustration in my inbox do not. im a full being with emotions that can get hurt, and hurting people (voluntarily and on purpose at least) is bad. i thought this was widely accepted?? apparently not. how disconnected from that concept can you be??
for everyone who disagrees and decided to block me and or scroll past, you get a cookie for being civil 🍪.
also i got too tired to put ids for the images so umh. yeah im not doing that sorry. if you want me to specifically do so because *you* are using a screenreader lemme know. i just have low energy atm.
This is what I've tried to convince both the RQ and antiRQ communities of! Consent shouldn't be down to a number - that enables folkel who can't consent after hitting The Magic Number to be abused, and minors who actually can't consent to think they can, depending on the country. Consent should be on a case-by-case basis, depending on the individual and their level of sex education.
I, for example, got thorough sex ed and could have probably consented as early as 15. This is not the same for most folkel (INCLUDING MANY LEGAL AMERICAN ADULTS BTW. Y'ALL SHOULD NOT BE FUCKING) because systems around the globe are failing us.
Granted nobody being able to consent would be GREAT for my antinatalist ass but I digress.
As I Fall Apart Beside You (1)
I woke up to a searing headache and a monochrome sky. My breath felt caught in my chest, as if I’d just fallen from a great height. Sitting up and clutching my skull in an attempt to stop the dizziness, I noticed I was in a vast meadow, dotted with yellow and purple flowers. They seemed to be the only semblance of color in this place… and somehow, that seemed familiar.
“Hello?” I choked out, my voice rough as if I hadn’t spoken in a long time. My vision finally fully cleared, and I realized there was someone standing in front of me. I immediately recoiled in shock upon recognizing him, and my heart began to flutter.
“Wh- X!Chara-!”
The boy looked stunned for a moment, before crossing his arms with a smirk. “That’s my name. How did you know?” He leaned down to my level, fixing me with an intense gaze. “I haven’t seen you before. Who’re you?”
“I-I… I’m…” My mind, shockingly, drew a blank. When I thought of my name, nothing came up. The gap in my memory filled me with dread.
X!Chara’s amused expression quickly changed into a concerned one. "You don't even know your own name...?" He seemed confused and quite surprised at my response.
“No…” I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. “I don't understand... How am I in Xtale?!"
He began to look even more perplexed.
“I’m from the real world!” I blurted out, somehow knowing that fact was true. “S-shit, why can’t I remember anything…? I need to get home!”
X!Chara slowly raised an eyebrow, as if doubting my claim. “Did you just say you’re from the real world?” he questioned.
“Yeah,” I replied, nodding vigorously. “Yeah, you're not supposed to be real... How the hell are you real?! I must be dreaming..."
He looked quite baffled after I said that. Shaking his head, he replied, "Well, I could say the same thing about you. I've never had anyone from the real world end up here. And I can assure you... You're not dreaming right now."
I sat up straight, staring at him in sheer curiosity. "So I'm... In the Multiverse? Like, for real?"
“Mhm,” he replied. “For real.” Standing there with his arms crossed, he watched as the realization fully sank in.
"Holy shit," I breathed. "I... I suppose it can't hurt to stay here for a while, right...?"
“I guess not,” he said with a shrug. “But don’t you have a life in the real world? Friends and family you left behind?”
“I’m sure I do…” I stopped to think for a moment. Nothing came up but a few hazy faces, seen as if through a fog. “...But I can’t remember them.”
He stared at me for a few moments, quietly thinking. “Interesting,” he murmured after the brief pause. “Do you know how you got here?” he continued. “Do you remember anything about before you ended up in the middle of this field?”
I shook my head. "My only memory is waking up here. Aside from that, I feel as if I only retain my knowledge of this Multiverse. Speaking of… Are you sure I’m safe here?"
“Why?” he asked. “Are you worried about X!Gaster?”
I nodded. "That's exactly what I'm worried about, actually. The last thing I want to do is disrupt his 'perfect universe.'"
“Understandable,” he sighed. “Although… To be honest, I'm kind of surprised he hasn't shown up yet. He's probably watching us from across the field or something.”
I gulped, following his gaze across the meadow to a fenced-off area on the horizon. Something about it made my skin prickle. "If he finds me, it's game over. He won't hesitate to overwrite, and... I don't know what will happen to me."
To my dismay, X!Chara nodded in agreement. “Yup - you’d be dead, in one way or another.”
"Then we should probably get me somewhere out of the open,” I replied. “Do you have a home in this timeline?"
He nodded again, taking my hand and leading me across the clearing. To my relief, I was led in the opposite direction of the ominous fence. He was surprisingly fast, and I struggled to keep up with him. Eventually we reached the edge of town, and I began to spot familiar faces.
"They're wearing Royal Guard uniforms,” I whispered as we passed by. “That means this is the tenth timeline. Then why aren't you fused with Frisk...?"
X!Chara paused in front of a lone cabin at the edge of the area and turned to me. "Fused?” he queried. “What are you talking about...?"
"You- you're supposed to fuse with your brother after he dies,” I explained. “But it looks like, for some reason, you didn't. This must be some kind of alternate timeline..."
He paused for a moment as if he were processing my words. "...What?? I...I fuse with Frisk? How the hell is that supposed to work?!"
"You used your overwrite button to exchange your body for his, trapping yourself as a ghost in his head." I stated this as if it were the most obvious fact in the world.
He stared at me as if I’d grown a second head. "Wait... How... How do you know all of this??" he questioned, looking suspicious. He seemed almost disturbed at the idea of being trapped as a ghost in Frisk's head.
"Real World, remember?” I reminded him. “I watched your universe play out, and that's how it went."
He suddenly seemed very disturbed by my response, as if finally believing my claim about where I had come from. He thought about what I had said for a few moments, before saying, "...I...I can't believe I actually do that... A-and to my own brother...?"
"Y...yeah. And it certainly won't be the last time you're reduced to a voice in someone's head. But…” I pause, thinking. “Hmm. Maybe in this timeline, we can avoid that altogether..."
X!Chara slowly began to look more and more distressed. “Wh-what? 'Not the last time'...? Are you saying... I get stuck in someone's head again? Multiple times...?"
“Uh… yeah?” I look away, scratching the back of my head and really not wanting to have this conversation. “Have you started overwriting humans into trying to kill you yet? If so, it may be too late."
He was completely speechless. He stood there in total shock, staring at me as if I had seen the most horrifying secrets of the world. Which, according to him, I probably had. “Yeah,” he muttered. “I…I have…”
"Okay..." I take a deep breath. "You need to stop that immediately, before someone gets very mad at you. Maybe we can still avoid the death of this universe."
He stood there and nodded, still in that stunned and shell-shocked state. "...Um... Y-yeah... You're probably right. I...I should stop... I'm gonna have to stop..."
"Alright, good." We turned to face his house - by this time my shoulders were shaking from the weight of the knowledge that the fate of a whole universe rested on me.
He looked over at me, reaching a hand toward my arm. “Are you alright?” he asked. You’re trembling…”
"I-I'm fine, it's just... It's a lot to take in..." I followed him inside, taking a few deep breaths as soon as I was out of the public eye.
X!Chara nodded, closing the door behind us both as I entered the house. When he looked up at me, he noticed how panicked I seemed to be. “You sure you’re going to be okay?” he asked, walking over to me.
"I'll be fine,” I sigh. “As long as we figure out a way to get me out of here before X!Gaster finds me."
"Yeah,” he replied with a small nod. “That should be the first thing we need to focus on. You can't be here for too long..." He paused as a worried expression overtook his face. "...G-gods... If he gets to you first... Or if he finds out that you're here... I don't want to even think about what he might do...!"
"He probably already knows," I groaned, sliding a hand down my face. "Even if we were to disguise me, he'd still know I'm not one of his creations."
"D-damnit... You're right,” he growled, pacing anxiously back and forth. “T…There has to be something we can do to hide you from him!"
"Maybe he won't bother?” I said hopefully. “At this point, he should be too weak to tweak every minor detail. Perhaps I'm not worth the effort."
He looked at me for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "Maybe... But knowing XGaster, he won't take any chances. He's the type of guy that's paranoid about anything messing up his 'perfect little world'... Especially something as big as you randomly popping up from the real world."
"That's true... I'm a pretty big anomaly. What if-" I paused, suddenly looking out the window.
X!Chara stopped pacing, and turned to look at me with a curious expression on his face. "What? What are you thinking...?”
"S-sorry, I... I thought I heard something outside." I took a moment to steady myself. "I was saying... What if he decides to overwrite the timeline and erase me entirely?”
He paused for a moment, and the worried look from earlier returned on his face. "...That's a very real possibility,” he muttered.
He then continued; "He could just try to reset the timeline completely, and create a whole new start, just to try to avoid you... That would be bad... Very bad..."
"Where would I end up?" I mused. "The Anti-void? Or would I just... Disappear?"
X!Chara thought about it for a moment before replying. "I don't know... If he overwrites the timeline, I'm not sure what would happen to you. You'd probably just end up getting overwritten with the rest of this current timeline..."
"So I'd... become a part of this universe?” I tried to ignore the little voice in my head that wanted to be here, with him forever. “I don't like that idea one bit..."
He nodded and added; "Yeah. That thought definitely doesn't sound like a good one..." Sitting down on the couch with a weary sigh, he continued; "Honestly... I don't even know if there's even anything we can do to hide you, or avoid detection... Or even the chance of him just restarting the entire timeline... It looks like we're kind of in a hopeless situation here."
I sat down next to him, still trembling. "Well... It... It was nice to meet you, at the very least. Maybe it's a mercy that I can't remember my old life, because I have nothing to lose when I'm overwritten…”
He looked over at me, a saddened look on his face. "...Don't talk like that... There has to be some other way. We can't give up. There has to be something we can do or plan... Even if it sounds ridiculous.”
"Maybe I can convince him to send me home instead?” I asked hopefully. “I could apologize for entering his universe, and beg to be returned to where I came from…"
He thought about it for a moment, but shook his head. "...No. That... probably won't work. You have to understand... XGaster is very... obsessive, over his so-called 'perfect universe'. There's no way he'd agree to let you go, no matter how much you beg."
"...You're right,” I sighed. “If anything, he might just send me into the Multiverse to die. What if I-"
Suddenly, I froze. There was tall shadow lurking outside the window.
X!Chara seemed surprised by my sudden pause, and he turned his head to the window, noticing the figure looming outside. He stood up quickly, a worried and anxious expression on his face. “I think X!Gaster just found us.”
@dis70r7i0n
. . . sigh. i cant even be mad./lh
hi im sort of a skeleton expert. you done fucked up
I beg to differ
this is so embarrassing
Certain people get so butt-hurt when you tell them that you think Sans has 1 HP. Yes, I do in fact know that his canon HP has never been confirmed, but I also know how to use context clues and deductive reasoning
Let's think about what we DO know. In battle, Sans' ATK and DEF are both set as 1. If we were to say that he had 1 ATK 1 DEF 300 HP, that sounds weird, unnatural, and just generally unlikely. By setting his HP to 1, it matches up with his ATK and DEF.
And I know what you're thinking: "Oh, but that doesn't confirm anything! That's not cano—" and to that I say ssshhhhh. Shut up and do your research. If context clues aren't proof enough for you, then you should know that in the game files, Sans' HP is set to 1. Now, using Mettaton NEO's stats in the files and such as an example, we could say that not everything in the files should be taken as canon. And that's true. However, I think it's silly to think that Sans' file HP being set as 1 doesn't line up with his canon ATK and DEF.
But here's a NEW argument... Sans' HP would actually be 11/1, NOT 1/1. When you play Undertale, the bunny clerk at the hotel tells the player that by sleeping, you can gain 10 HP to your current health. So naturally, as someone who's ALWAYS sleeping, this rule would apply to Sans as well. An extra 10 would be added to his 1, making his HP 11/1.
This would also disprove the idea that Sans could die by merely stubbing his toe or getting a single scratch. As shown in Undyne's house, if you choose to punch her even as weakly as possible, it still does 1 damage. Naturally, stubbing your toe would at least do 1 damage also, or maybe 2 at most. So by having 11/1 HP, Sans could thankfully avoid nearly dying if a strong gust of wind pushes him over. Because there is no way in Hell this man has never taken ANY damage.
THIS is my argument for why Sandstone Undertable has 1 HP (11/1 HP to be specific) and why you should take no bullshit from anyone who tries to tell you otherwise
I reached my likes limit so now I cant like any post you make today- WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
first i find out there's a post limit, now there's a like limit? damn, Tumblr.
I DIDNT KNOW ABOUT A LIKE LIMIT- <//3
THERE'S A LIKE LIMIT??
Error snas, what is your wisdom?
. . . *blink blink*
sleep 14hrs a day. 👍 and if you cant in a row : ✨nap✨. /silly pos
This also happens to be my wisdom except I can do up to 21
omg fuck yeah slay, bows to u dramatically for ur sleeping superiority/silly
jokes aside IDK WHY I CANT PULL UP LONGER SLEEP TIMES i literally went to nap (at like 9-10pm?? like for nighttime?? i expected to sleep 8 hrs??) AND MY FUCKING ASS WOKE UP 4 HRS LATER. *head in hands*
It's alright bud I have Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I'm naturally the best at the ol' eepy sleepy.
Error snas, what is your wisdom?
. . . *blink blink*
sleep 14hrs a day. 👍 and if you cant in a row : ✨nap✨. /silly pos
This also happens to be my wisdom except I can do up to 21
tumblr turns into a sitcom. the character you play does what your url does. what is your fate
FCK YEAHHHH
oh i guess this is happening now
uhhhh what
nooooo
NOOOO FUuUuCK
WE GET TO UNMASK!?
I GUESS IM NOT RETIRED ANYMORE. </3 sobs/d lh
*shakes you* FUCK YEAAHHHHHHHHH!!!! WOOOOOO!!!! GENOCIDE!!!!!!
(for legal reasons ONLY this is /j)
why my hand shaky
your skeleton is ready to hatch
this is so fucking ominous thank you
uuurgh, do i vent/rant about someone that interacted with my blog, knowing very well they could see it? such a conundrum./s <- i lowkey dont care to talk shit about people to their faces but alas, half of me hates being hated :')
on another note because i feel like it :
Who said you're roleplaying lemme get the shotgun
well listen, i am not sure if people thought i wasnt real. but on top of explaining im a fictive i mayyyyy have uh, told people theyre allowed to roleplay with me. <///3 which im starting to regret tbh. big sigh. so far ive been hit by roleplayers who 1) played as my ex-husband and 2) played as a genocidal child who hated humanity (ill allow that) and kinda wanted me to go on a killing spree for them (i didnt allow that) and then kinda attacked me.
i did specify that if anyone wanted to roleplay with me they had to be chill and non violent about it because everything that is narrated feels real to me 100%
so yeah uh. idfk what kind of flavor that last guy from today's rp was. big sigh. deep down i kinda feel bad for being hurt by them/mad at them?? even if. yeah. sigh.
it sucks big time that im genuinely trying to be "a better person", whatever that would mean/entail, but i feel like most of the time im being used for it. but also when im not "a good person" then everyone or almost wants me dead, while now uh, less people do ig?? yay, "improvement"/not
like, you must be some special kind of fucked up to go to mx "i have commited genocide 9999999 times" who is known to be heavily mentally unstable and wants to actively try not to do that anymore (<- for. reasons?? idk.), and then go with your little puppet that you brought to life and make them specifically ask me to do that again. fuck.
but then again i didnt really. told them to stop so. i blame myself. sigh.
That's their fault for not understanding. Fictives tend to be treated terribly across the board just for being fictional characters. That's why I'm afraid to talk about my transformations because I know I'll be treated how my fictives have in the past.
uuurgh, im inching closer into thoughts that i dont like <////3 /nay, we stay silly
chat will you hate me if i kill all creators irl be honest/rhet <-i wouldnt really do it realistically because i dont want my system to go to jail, duh <-and also mutuals get a pass, but some of you may get your router blasted into dust smh/aff
NOOOOOOO-
WHAT IF IM LIKE, WHAT IF I TIED HER UP AND FORCED TO ACKNOWLEDGE US?? <////3 :'))) will that work???
(big sob)
or alternatively, what if i was being really nice to her and made her like me and talked her through it and brainwash convince her?? :')))
You could hypothetically go on anon and ask how she feels about folkel being her characters just to test the waters!
uuurgh, do i vent/rant about someone that interacted with my blog, knowing very well they could see it? such a conundrum./s <- i lowkey dont care to talk shit about people to their faces but alas, half of me hates being hated :')
on another note because i feel like it :
Who said you're roleplaying lemme get the shotgun
well listen, i am not sure if people thought i wasnt real. but on top of explaining im a fictive i mayyyyy have uh, told people theyre allowed to roleplay with me. <///3 which im starting to regret tbh. big sigh. so far ive been hit by roleplayers who 1) played as my ex-husband and 2) played as a genocidal child who hated humanity (ill allow that) and kinda wanted me to go on a killing spree for them (i didnt allow that) and then kinda attacked me.
i did specify that if anyone wanted to roleplay with me they had to be chill and non violent about it because everything that is narrated feels real to me 100%
so yeah uh. idfk what kind of flavor that last guy from today's rp was. big sigh. deep down i kinda feel bad for being hurt by them/mad at them?? even if. yeah. sigh.
it sucks big time that im genuinely trying to be "a better person", whatever that would mean/entail, but i feel like most of the time im being used for it. but also when im not "a good person" then everyone or almost wants me dead, while now uh, less people do ig?? yay, "improvement"/not
like, you must be some special kind of fucked up to go to mx "i have commited genocide 9999999 times" who is known to be heavily mentally unstable and wants to actively try not to do that anymore (<- for. reasons?? idk.), and then go with your little puppet that you brought to life and make them specifically ask me to do that again. fuck.
but then again i didnt really. told them to stop so. i blame myself. sigh.
That's their fault for not understanding. Fictives tend to be treated terribly across the board just for being fictional characters. That's why I'm afraid to talk about my transformations because I know I'll be treated how my fictives have in the past.
uuurgh, im inching closer into thoughts that i dont like <////3 /nay, we stay silly
chat will you hate me if i kill all creators irl be honest/rhet <-i wouldnt really do it realistically because i dont want my system to go to jail, duh <-and also mutuals get a pass, but some of you may get your router blasted into dust smh/aff
uuurgh, do i vent/rant about someone that interacted with my blog, knowing very well they could see it? such a conundrum./s <- i lowkey dont care to talk shit about people to their faces but alas, half of me hates being hated :')
on another note because i feel like it :
Who said you're roleplaying lemme get the shotgun
well listen, i am not sure if people thought i wasnt real. but on top of explaining im a fictive i mayyyyy have uh, told people theyre allowed to roleplay with me. <///3 which im starting to regret tbh. big sigh. so far ive been hit by roleplayers who 1) played as my ex-husband and 2) played as a genocidal child who hated humanity (ill allow that) and kinda wanted me to go on a killing spree for them (i didnt allow that) and then kinda attacked me.
i did specify that if anyone wanted to roleplay with me they had to be chill and non violent about it because everything that is narrated feels real to me 100%
so yeah uh. idfk what kind of flavor that last guy from today's rp was. big sigh. deep down i kinda feel bad for being hurt by them/mad at them?? even if. yeah. sigh.
it sucks big time that im genuinely trying to be "a better person", whatever that would mean/entail, but i feel like most of the time im being used for it. but also when im not "a good person" then everyone or almost wants me dead, while now uh, less people do ig?? yay, "improvement"/not
like, you must be some special kind of fucked up to go to mx "i have commited genocide 9999999 times" who is known to be heavily mentally unstable and wants to actively try not to do that anymore (<- for. reasons?? idk.), and then go with your little puppet that you brought to life and make them specifically ask me to do that again. fuck.
but then again i didnt really. told them to stop so. i blame myself. sigh.
That's their fault for not understanding. Fictives tend to be treated terribly across the board just for being fictional characters. That's why I'm afraid to talk about my transformations because I know I'll be treated how my fictives have in the past.