pinkiepr0mise

She tries ;-)

[ploppymeep]

New official underfell Mettaton design in 2025… this is the best day of my life…

[king-of-kegels]

Visit Original Link

(Fart Sound Effect With Applied Reverb.)

[corvidous]

It’s 4AM and I’m gonna die

[naradreamscape]

imagine going spelunking alone at night and hearing this deep within the cave

[hishotandhaywireheart]

Hey beeb @corvidous, I’m seeing this post making the rounds with your commentary attached. Holy shit

[mrdotwrong]

@therealfuckinggermancupcake

[tryoistrying]

Here is where I heard this sound for the first time, now it's on so many soundboards. Whoever had this idea to add reverb on this sound effect, no one could have known how genius that idea would turn out to be...

[notherpuppet]

Atonement🩸🪽

[inuxi]

Yup. Now they're his babies.

[knight-a3]

Can u draw eldritch monster alastor

What, exactly, qualifies as "eldritch"? Anyway, here's a couple quick ones.

[tryoistrying]

My first proper attempt at a background. Shading will probably come in way later, I have other projects!

[dogiperson]

Hmmmmm

Sure

[tryoistrying]

I want the recipe!!

[chiwwydawgdraws]

PART 1 || Part 2 (08/06) >

Part 1 || Part 2 (08/06) || Part 3 (08/09) ||

[tryoistrying]

A quick shoot for my birthday with my imaginary friends! Happy Birthday To Me!

[tryoistrying]

This is literally the cutest thing I have ever drawn.

Compliment her, for she is ME!!

[tryoistrying]

It’s all lies. He looks into the mirror, contemplating touching the surface or his own face and he can’t do either. It’s not his. It’s not him. It’s all lies. As real as it all seems, this is all just show. The emotions are real, the people are real, the deaths are real, the secrets and betrayals are all real. And yet, it is all lies. Where is he from? Who are his people? What are his goals, his wishes, his dreams? Why is he like this? Who is he? Why is he here? He finds no answer. But he can sense where they are, he just needs to get there. It’s not going to be easy, and the truth will be a horrible one, but it will be real. Grasping at the last of what he believes, he reaches in, and crosses the threshold. A murky dizziness overwhelms him, both strange and familiar, an infinite space of everything and nothing, it’s here somewhere. The vastness of space is beautiful, alluring, full of color on a black void. He sees nothing and everything, he reaches out with his hand, it’s slow and heavy in the thickness, and his knees feel weak and want to tumble, he almost drops. And yet, he holds firm, the truth is out here. On shuffling feet, he walks forward. Or backwards, he can’t tell. His hand still reaching, the thickness gets heavier, the weight of this nothingness feels increasingly numbing, the loss of control. It’s terrifying but worse is the feeling of knowing that you don’t know the truth. Moving, slouching, feeling, breathing, emptying and filling the nothingness.

[hyrmamoras]

[mockwa]

[tryoistrying]

Tryo Is Back, Baby!

And this time, as a full-blown Boomer! B)

[jester-de-punyalada]

reblog to give the person ur reblogging from an ikea shark

[jester-de-punyalada]

all of us in the notes rn

[jester-de-punyalada]

huh…

well all of us now:

[id in alt text]

[tiktoks-repost]

[wolfchaldo]

[fangcore]

the face of a new man

[wallaceandpestle]

lord of the flies is so fake this is what teenage boys are really like

[enda-game]

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