Both you and TC are guilty of committing mass homicide on your fans' hearts. How do you plead?

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Both you and TC are guilty of committing mass homicide on your fans' hearts. How do you plead?
Is the Pure Vessel just lifting a finger in a "What?" context or are they greeting the Feral Vessel with
The Finger?
Toriel in a suit, who will she make a simp
catch me simping
Thanks for the birthday wishes!
I was so surprised to see ALL the birthday messages yesterday, thanks everyone who sent in your well wishes! I love them so much I'm going to share them, but because there are so many I'll put them under a cut. 🥳🎂🎈🎈🎈
Godtamer, a very important question! Gals or guys?
both is good
(referring to the pic about Frisk calling Sans "dad") You cannot mention a fic like that and do not share a link, you're killing us >:V (pls share a link, we mUST KNOW-)
apologies, my default state is “don’t talk about things until someone specifically tells me they’re interested” :’D
anyway the fic in question was Sunshine and Skeletons by Jammy_Jams! it’s a single chapter fic, but the first half is post-pacifist worldbuilding that does such a good job of building up to The Fluff™ in the second half :’>
(also I should note my doodles weren’t connected to the fic, it just inspired me to draw some fluff of my own)
*Puts a door in the middle of the room only to kick it down seconds later* STATUS OF THE ROOMBAS??? WE HAVEN'T HEARD OF THEM FOR A WHILE NOW.
fhglksjdghLSKDJGHDSG oH my gOD XDAlright letsee-
Nyoomba is scooting around with a nice flower crown.
O'Malley and Sir Diggs are looking for buried treasure in the backyard.
Lady Daema and Aria and enjoying some nice tea together while they watch Mae, Nero, Lil' Zoops, and Jebedaiah build pillow forts.
Big Zoops is helping Allen in the kitchen, they are working on a lovely feast.
And Zooms McGee is recharging in his station after nyooming around at the speed of sound.
(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧
"I was SO happy I didn't have to see your ugly mug and out of the ground you raise to return to my life!" -an annoyed Slayer when the realisation hits that Hayden is in the ship, quite literally, please?
ok so i haven’t done eternal yet so i wasn’t sure how this would go? but here is just my take of it. i tried reading up on it but didn’t want to spoil anything
Vega pings him as he’s out on a mission.
“Something curious has shown up on scans of our new base,” he comments. “Would you be willing to investigate when you return?”
He nods, knowing Vega will be able to tell through the Praetor’s movements.
The rest of the mission is done absently, his mind focused elsewhere. What sort of thing could prompt curiosity, but not worry?
When Vega opens the portal back to the base, he slips through easily. He starts for their room but pauses, waiting for Vega’s input.
“Welcome, Slayer,” Vega’s warm voice greets him. “As far as the anomaly, I have detected a significant energy signature in the southeast end of the base. I figured it would be smart to at least investigate it.” His HUD pings as his map is updated. “Here is the location. Exercise caution, please.”
The Slayer ambles through the base’s halls, footsteps echoing off the thick walls. Vega does his best to keep his path illuminated, but they haven’t had a chance to fully repair the electrics since arriving.
Outside the door of the suspected surge, he pauses. He unholsters his shotgun, then kicks the door open.
What’s inside makes his gut drop.
“Oh, well…”
Slayer’s hands are twitching with how angry he is. His shotgun is thrown to the floor as he signs, mostly just for Vega to understand.
Hayden, unfazed, speaks straight to the AI. “What’d he say?”
“To translate literally,” Vega clears his throat. “‘I was so happy I didn’t have to see your ugly mug, and out of the ground you raise to return to my life’. A few...selective words scattered within.”
The Slayer’s fists ball up as tightly as they can, making the armor creak.
“Perhaps it is fate that we meet again,” Hayden muses.
The Slayer raises a middle finger at his deteriorated form.
Vega has to hold back a laugh. “For better or worse, I suppose.”
Slayer’s hands move again.
‘WORSE.’
This time, Vega can’t hold back a chuckle.
“Vega?” Hayden asks accusingly.
“Nothing, sir,” he finishes with a falsely stable voice. “Nothing at all.”