I Will Forever Be Sad That Durge Can’t Bring Orin To Camp With Them And Have Her Join As They Both

joking that an adult character who acts childish doesnt know what sex is will never be as funny as saying the same thing about a big tough murderman videogame protag

Some cute Malleus facts from the Pajama Bday vignette:

He loiters everywhere but thinks Ramshackle really is unmatched. He's a bit disappointed he can't go there in the dead of night.

He reviews the day's lessons every night.

He talks to his gargoyles lmfao

The dragon statue in his room is a gargoyle of his own creation and is his masterpiece.

He lights up an incense that smells like the forest and makes him feel like he's back home.

He goes around the school to take gargoyles back to his clubroom to do repair work on them for free.

He writes in the school feedback that they should reinforce the floors strong enough to withstand 50 gargoyles.

It's hard for him to wake up in the morning because he's a nocturnal fae.

He has a very efficient morning routine because he uses magic to do everything at the same time, but he loses track of time when he has to choose what color he wants his makeup to be.

Although black is his preferred color because it's Briar Valley's symbol of nobility, he doesn't shy away at the idea of using red lipstick because the Thorn Fairy prefers that for herself, or violet just to be different.

He yawns loudly, but worries that his grandmother would scold him if he lets himself be seen in that kind of state.

Generally, the confirmation we got really is that he's not just "a natural" where everything just goes perfectly for him. He puts great effort behind the scenes, not just in his hobbies but also in academics and his appearance as well.

This really did a lot to present him to us as someone relatable and works hard behind his perfect persona!

I don't know how you can look at sans' pacifist arc which is all about letting himself care about the future again and rekindling that ember of hope he never truly lost in the shape of this tiny, sensational, cosmically terrifying human kid in order to finally move on from his past life and fully live the life he has NOW with his new friends, trusting said kid with his story, letting them know it's okay (sans with a lot of people you don't recognize. you and sans with all of your friends. it doesn't matter, he looks happy)

...and then go "i think post pacifist frisk would hate him".

that adds nothing to the characters and it's so needlessly mean spirited it becomes straight up cheap. hate him for what? not keeping his promise in full? letting them die? this kid fought a god and won, frisk doesn't give a crap about dying! the only times they react to death in any capacity in canon it's:

1) someone else's death (which they caused)

2) a way to make their opponent feel bad and stop fighting

3) after flowey takes their SAVE powers.

this kid gets beaten to death by asgore an uncountable number of times and they still trot over to gerson in the epilogue to be like "is he a goat? is he immortal? okay but what if he adopted me, could he adopt me? i'm very adoptable you know". be real now.

bg3 x tf2 would be pure chaos and i think that would be brilliant

rare vent art from a few months ago

i always mean it when i say i love you btw

this is truly the funniest timeline

I've been trying for hours to figure out how to use particle systems to make a medigun beam in Blender. I think I was actually getting pretty close when... this happened... whatever the hell it is.

I don't know whether it looks more like blood/guts or some kind of very huge weird fruit. But I knew as soon as I saw it that I had to let Ludwig play in it like some deranged cat kneading a squelching blanket of undefined gore.

Thinking about how Odysseus carved the wedding bed out of an olive tree, which means the bed is rooted in the ground.

Thinking about the line “You don’t think I know my own palace? I built it!”.

Thinking about the fact that Odysseus built his entire palace around that olive tree, his and Penelope’s wedding bed, a symbol of their love.

Odysseus’ world is literally built around his love for Penelope.

…..i’m not crying, i just have an odypen in my eye.