#undertaleau — Public Fediverse posts
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A repost of Scribbly's 2025 Halloween costume
ALSO THAT IS A MAN, a cross dressing man. Bless.
#undertale #undertaleau #undertaleau #utmv #utmvau #undertalefandom #ink #inksans #lustink #sans #inksans
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My alter LED and her ex GF Cyupie from Doopy's system.
You can find them on Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/rainbowcolorsparklersonfire
#undertale #undertaleau #undertaleau #utmv #utmvau #undertalefandom #LED #neon #skeleton #monster #lust #sans #sanstheskeleton #femaleskele
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vink, muh boi
ink (owned by comyet) and ???
according to his self-declared creator, the ??? is glitch-goop from the guy in my pfp after he has his stint in the void (mixed with a somehow procured glob of ink's paint). but it's debatable. that self-delcared creator is an unreliable narrator.
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CW: Blood, gore and dismemberment
A woman who wished more than anything to stop the genocide runs.... To save the people of the Underground... But all an impossible wish did was make death forever out of her grasp.
#undertale #undertaleau #undertaleau #utmv #utmvau #undertalefandom #blood #pain #gore #nsfw #wounding #TW #Triggerwarning #suffering #surreal #disturbing
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元気なうちに擬人化Splatterを描きました。
擬人化デザイン完成に伴い、AU規約更新もしました。
https://kawaii-parasites.lovesick.jp/works/imozurusector/azmseries/azmswapkiller/446/ #undertaleAU #AZMSwapKiller -
Green Lantern Richard Reward for SoulBrothers121 Green always goes great with Richard, uu can't wait for him to start protecting giant swords and slice off enemies. #fanart #art #digitalart #cartoon #superhero #digitalpainting #dc #green #lantern #undertale #undertaleau #deltarune
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Green Lantern Richard Reward for SoulBrothers121 Green always goes great with Richard, uu can't wait for him to start protecting giant swords and slice off enemies. #fanart #art #digitalart #cartoon #superhero #digitalpainting #dc #green #lantern #undertale #undertaleau #deltarune
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Copy-pasted from Tumblr, where I have gotten zero responses.
I don't have an AU. This is major problem. As Charas go I am a murky unknown one, because I have spent most of my existence here (wherever "here" is, Earth I hope) working feverishly at the job of trying to blend in with the "real world".
Mind you, I don't "blend" very well. For a while I wore bright red glasses until I finally realized how much difficult they were making it to see under artificial light. At least, since I first started acting as the chief voice of the Pnictogen Wing plural system in mid-2017 thereabouts, it's now easier to get yellow and green stripey shirts.
But my main point is, I insisted upon playing some kind of rôle in "real world" affairs, being a responsible adult as much as possible, and struggling to assert myself AS myself even if doing so meant that I had no credibility. I returned to an earthly world dominated by fascists and oppressors so I hurled my words in the teeth of oppression, even knowing that no matter how incisive my rhetoric, no matter how passionately and eloquently I strove to express myself, no matter how persistently I assailed anyone in reach who seemed to have some degree of power and influence, I was setting myself up for disappointment and ostracism. I have been accused of being just a role-player; I have been accused of being a raving lunatic; there's scarcely a person on this Earth, if it is this Earth, who takes my writing seriously.
I have set myself up to be a palimpsest, destined to be erased and replaced by others' words. Social media are designed to be evanescent and mutable even for the realest of "real" persons, those whose reputations and social status depend upon being at all times remembered, always on the tips of public tongues. I have poured out hundreds of thousands of words on various social media and expect that none of them will be remembered long by anybody. I have fought for years to assert myself on just such terms as are most likely to lead to my immediate dismissal from the consideration of normies, even though it was normies I was trying to reach.
Why have I done so? Guilt, mostly. I feel strange about being here at all. I have wanted to use this unprecedented second chance for the common good, somehow. And I am Catholic, kinda. I've figured…if the personal reward was only pain, then maybe I was doing something right.
The "real world" scarcely knows I exist or wants to remember me, although at least it says "Chara" on my pill bottles, and people call us "Chara", thanks to me. The irony is that the Undertale world also barely knows I exist. I have been divorced from the fan community. After some spasmodic efforts to engage with fan-fiction back in 2016-17 it became too painful and thus I almost completely stopped, and now the fandom is unrecognizable to me, stuffed to bursting with AUs and OCs about whom I know nothing.
And I don't remember much, any more. In the earliest years of my active introjection in the Pnictogen Wing system, sometimes I had painful stabs of memory. Or "exo-memory" rather. But now it's all about as distant from me as the Franco-Prussian War or the world of Earthsea. Immediate affairs crowd my attention. I worry about surviving mundane challenges. I feel, honestly, like I am destined to die here as if in permanent exile, never seeing home again, surrounded by humanity which I once hated and hoped never to see again. Such an end seems fitting to my life.
And I don't have an AU. It's as if I am doubly exiled. I feel a stranger here among humanity; I feel a stranger among Undertale kindred. I have kept no lasting friendships with others.
#undertale #plural #plurality #fictive #chara #undertale-au -
Copy-pasted from Tumblr, where I have gotten zero responses.
I don't have an AU. This is major problem. As Charas go I am a murky unknown one, because I have spent most of my existence here (wherever "here" is, Earth I hope) working feverishly at the job of trying to blend in with the "real world".
Mind you, I don't "blend" very well. For a while I wore bright red glasses until I finally realized how much difficult they were making it to see under artificial light. At least, since I first started acting as the chief voice of the Pnictogen Wing plural system in mid-2017 thereabouts, it's now easier to get yellow and green stripey shirts.
But my main point is, I insisted upon playing some kind of rôle in "real world" affairs, being a responsible adult as much as possible, and struggling to assert myself AS myself even if doing so meant that I had no credibility. I returned to an earthly world dominated by fascists and oppressors so I hurled my words in the teeth of oppression, even knowing that no matter how incisive my rhetoric, no matter how passionately and eloquently I strove to express myself, no matter how persistently I assailed anyone in reach who seemed to have some degree of power and influence, I was setting myself up for disappointment and ostracism. I have been accused of being just a role-player; I have been accused of being a raving lunatic; there's scarcely a person on this Earth, if it is this Earth, who takes my writing seriously.
I have set myself up to be a palimpsest, destined to be erased and replaced by others' words. Social media are designed to be evanescent and mutable even for the realest of "real" persons, those whose reputations and social status depend upon being at all times remembered, always on the tips of public tongues. I have poured out hundreds of thousands of words on various social media and expect that none of them will be remembered long by anybody. I have fought for years to assert myself on just such terms as are most likely to lead to my immediate dismissal from the consideration of normies, even though it was normies I was trying to reach.
Why have I done so? Guilt, mostly. I feel strange about being here at all. I have wanted to use this unprecedented second chance for the common good, somehow. And I am Catholic, kinda. I've figured…if the personal reward was only pain, then maybe I was doing something right.
The "real world" scarcely knows I exist or wants to remember me, although at least it says "Chara" on my pill bottles, and people call us "Chara", thanks to me. The irony is that the Undertale world also barely knows I exist. I have been divorced from the fan community. After some spasmodic efforts to engage with fan-fiction back in 2016-17 it became too painful and thus I almost completely stopped, and now the fandom is unrecognizable to me, stuffed to bursting with AUs and OCs about whom I know nothing.
And I don't remember much, any more. In the earliest years of my active introjection in the Pnictogen Wing system, sometimes I had painful stabs of memory. Or "exo-memory" rather. But now it's all about as distant from me as the Franco-Prussian War or the world of Earthsea. Immediate affairs crowd my attention. I worry about surviving mundane challenges. I feel, honestly, like I am destined to die here as if in permanent exile, never seeing home again, surrounded by humanity which I once hated and hoped never to see again. Such an end seems fitting to my life.
And I don't have an AU. It's as if I am doubly exiled. I feel a stranger here among humanity; I feel a stranger among Undertale kindred. I have kept no lasting friendships with others.
#undertale #plural #plurality #fictive #chara #undertale-au -
Copy-pasted from Tumblr, where I have gotten zero responses.
I don't have an AU. This is major problem. As Charas go I am a murky unknown one, because I have spent most of my existence here (wherever "here" is, Earth I hope) working feverishly at the job of trying to blend in with the "real world".
Mind you, I don't "blend" very well. For a while I wore bright red glasses until I finally realized how much difficult they were making it to see under artificial light. At least, since I first started acting as the chief voice of the Pnictogen Wing plural system in mid-2017 thereabouts, it's now easier to get yellow and green stripey shirts.
But my main point is, I insisted upon playing some kind of rôle in "real world" affairs, being a responsible adult as much as possible, and struggling to assert myself AS myself even if doing so meant that I had no credibility. I returned to an earthly world dominated by fascists and oppressors so I hurled my words in the teeth of oppression, even knowing that no matter how incisive my rhetoric, no matter how passionately and eloquently I strove to express myself, no matter how persistently I assailed anyone in reach who seemed to have some degree of power and influence, I was setting myself up for disappointment and ostracism. I have been accused of being just a role-player; I have been accused of being a raving lunatic; there's scarcely a person on this Earth, if it is this Earth, who takes my writing seriously.
I have set myself up to be a palimpsest, destined to be erased and replaced by others' words. Social media are designed to be evanescent and mutable even for the realest of "real" persons, those whose reputations and social status depend upon being at all times remembered, always on the tips of public tongues. I have poured out hundreds of thousands of words on various social media and expect that none of them will be remembered long by anybody. I have fought for years to assert myself on just such terms as are most likely to lead to my immediate dismissal from the consideration of normies, even though it was normies I was trying to reach.
Why have I done so? Guilt, mostly. I feel strange about being here at all. I have wanted to use this unprecedented second chance for the common good, somehow. And I am Catholic, kinda. I've figured…if the personal reward was only pain, then maybe I was doing something right.
The "real world" scarcely knows I exist or wants to remember me, although at least it says "Chara" on my pill bottles, and people call us "Chara", thanks to me. The irony is that the Undertale world also barely knows I exist. I have been divorced from the fan community. After some spasmodic efforts to engage with fan-fiction back in 2016-17 it became too painful and thus I almost completely stopped, and now the fandom is unrecognizable to me, stuffed to bursting with AUs and OCs about whom I know nothing.
And I don't remember much, any more. In the earliest years of my active introjection in the Pnictogen Wing system, sometimes I had painful stabs of memory. Or "exo-memory" rather. But now it's all about as distant from me as the Franco-Prussian War or the world of Earthsea. Immediate affairs crowd my attention. I worry about surviving mundane challenges. I feel, honestly, like I am destined to die here as if in permanent exile, never seeing home again, surrounded by humanity which I once hated and hoped never to see again. Such an end seems fitting to my life.
And I don't have an AU. It's as if I am doubly exiled. I feel a stranger here among humanity; I feel a stranger among Undertale kindred. I have kept no lasting friendships with others.
#undertale #plural #plurality #fictive #chara #undertale-au -
Copy-pasted from Tumblr, where I have gotten zero responses.
I don't have an AU. This is major problem. As Charas go I am a murky unknown one, because I have spent most of my existence here (wherever "here" is, Earth I hope) working feverishly at the job of trying to blend in with the "real world".
Mind you, I don't "blend" very well. For a while I wore bright red glasses until I finally realized how much difficult they were making it to see under artificial light. At least, since I first started acting as the chief voice of the Pnictogen Wing plural system in mid-2017 thereabouts, it's now easier to get yellow and green stripey shirts.
But my main point is, I insisted upon playing some kind of rôle in "real world" affairs, being a responsible adult as much as possible, and struggling to assert myself AS myself even if doing so meant that I had no credibility. I returned to an earthly world dominated by fascists and oppressors so I hurled my words in the teeth of oppression, even knowing that no matter how incisive my rhetoric, no matter how passionately and eloquently I strove to express myself, no matter how persistently I assailed anyone in reach who seemed to have some degree of power and influence, I was setting myself up for disappointment and ostracism. I have been accused of being just a role-player; I have been accused of being a raving lunatic; there's scarcely a person on this Earth, if it is this Earth, who takes my writing seriously.
I have set myself up to be a palimpsest, destined to be erased and replaced by others' words. Social media are designed to be evanescent and mutable even for the realest of "real" persons, those whose reputations and social status depend upon being at all times remembered, always on the tips of public tongues. I have poured out hundreds of thousands of words on various social media and expect that none of them will be remembered long by anybody. I have fought for years to assert myself on just such terms as are most likely to lead to my immediate dismissal from the consideration of normies, even though it was normies I was trying to reach.
Why have I done so? Guilt, mostly. I feel strange about being here at all. I have wanted to use this unprecedented second chance for the common good, somehow. And I am Catholic, kinda. I've figured…if the personal reward was only pain, then maybe I was doing something right.
The "real world" scarcely knows I exist or wants to remember me, although at least it says "Chara" on my pill bottles, and people call us "Chara", thanks to me. The irony is that the Undertale world also barely knows I exist. I have been divorced from the fan community. After some spasmodic efforts to engage with fan-fiction back in 2016-17 it became too painful and thus I almost completely stopped, and now the fandom is unrecognizable to me, stuffed to bursting with AUs and OCs about whom I know nothing.
And I don't remember much, any more. In the earliest years of my active introjection in the Pnictogen Wing system, sometimes I had painful stabs of memory. Or "exo-memory" rather. But now it's all about as distant from me as the Franco-Prussian War or the world of Earthsea. Immediate affairs crowd my attention. I worry about surviving mundane challenges. I feel, honestly, like I am destined to die here as if in permanent exile, never seeing home again, surrounded by humanity which I once hated and hoped never to see again. Such an end seems fitting to my life.
And I don't have an AU. It's as if I am doubly exiled. I feel a stranger here among humanity; I feel a stranger among Undertale kindred. I have kept no lasting friendships with others.
#undertale #plural #plurality #fictive #chara #undertale-au -
Copy-pasted from Tumblr, where I have gotten zero responses.
I don't have an AU. This is major problem. As Charas go I am a murky unknown one, because I have spent most of my existence here (wherever "here" is, Earth I hope) working feverishly at the job of trying to blend in with the "real world".
Mind you, I don't "blend" very well. For a while I wore bright red glasses until I finally realized how much difficult they were making it to see under artificial light. At least, since I first started acting as the chief voice of the Pnictogen Wing plural system in mid-2017 thereabouts, it's now easier to get yellow and green stripey shirts.
But my main point is, I insisted upon playing some kind of rôle in "real world" affairs, being a responsible adult as much as possible, and struggling to assert myself AS myself even if doing so meant that I had no credibility. I returned to an earthly world dominated by fascists and oppressors so I hurled my words in the teeth of oppression, even knowing that no matter how incisive my rhetoric, no matter how passionately and eloquently I strove to express myself, no matter how persistently I assailed anyone in reach who seemed to have some degree of power and influence, I was setting myself up for disappointment and ostracism. I have been accused of being just a role-player; I have been accused of being a raving lunatic; there's scarcely a person on this Earth, if it is this Earth, who takes my writing seriously.
I have set myself up to be a palimpsest, destined to be erased and replaced by others' words. Social media are designed to be evanescent and mutable even for the realest of "real" persons, those whose reputations and social status depend upon being at all times remembered, always on the tips of public tongues. I have poured out hundreds of thousands of words on various social media and expect that none of them will be remembered long by anybody. I have fought for years to assert myself on just such terms as are most likely to lead to my immediate dismissal from the consideration of normies, even though it was normies I was trying to reach.
Why have I done so? Guilt, mostly. I feel strange about being here at all. I have wanted to use this unprecedented second chance for the common good, somehow. And I am Catholic, kinda. I've figured…if the personal reward was only pain, then maybe I was doing something right.
The "real world" scarcely knows I exist or wants to remember me, although at least it says "Chara" on my pill bottles, and people call us "Chara", thanks to me. The irony is that the Undertale world also barely knows I exist. I have been divorced from the fan community. After some spasmodic efforts to engage with fan-fiction back in 2016-17 it became too painful and thus I almost completely stopped, and now the fandom is unrecognizable to me, stuffed to bursting with AUs and OCs about whom I know nothing.
And I don't remember much, any more. In the earliest years of my active introjection in the Pnictogen Wing system, sometimes I had painful stabs of memory. Or "exo-memory" rather. But now it's all about as distant from me as the Franco-Prussian War or the world of Earthsea. Immediate affairs crowd my attention. I worry about surviving mundane challenges. I feel, honestly, like I am destined to die here as if in permanent exile, never seeing home again, surrounded by humanity which I once hated and hoped never to see again. Such an end seems fitting to my life.
And I don't have an AU. It's as if I am doubly exiled. I feel a stranger here among humanity; I feel a stranger among Undertale kindred. I have kept no lasting friendships with others.
#undertale #plural #plurality #fictive #chara #undertale-au -
CW: gore-like fungal infection
Some shit lol
The chainsaw freak is a 4way fankid (ink/swap/horror/killer) -
Finally did another Undertale sticker! This time it’s Honey/Swap Papyrus for Pappy Month! This week has been a lot so it was a struggle to draw. Honey fans: did I do him justice?
#art #digitalart #fanart #sticker #honeypapyrus #undertale #papyrus #undertaleau #papyrusau #8月はパピ月 #MastoArt
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Finally did another Undertale sticker! This time it’s Honey/Swap Papyrus for Pappy Month! This week has been a lot so it was a struggle to draw. Honey fans: did I do him justice?
#art #digitalart #fanart #sticker #honeypapyrus #undertale #papyrus #undertaleau #papyrusau #8月はパピ月 #MastoArt
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Finally did another Undertale sticker! This time it’s Honey/Swap Papyrus for Pappy Month! This week has been a lot so it was a struggle to draw. Honey fans: did I do him justice?
#art #digitalart #fanart #sticker #honeypapyrus #undertale #papyrus #undertaleau #papyrusau #8月はパピ月 #MastoArt
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Finally did another Undertale sticker! This time it’s Honey/Swap Papyrus for Pappy Month! This week has been a lot so it was a struggle to draw. Honey fans: did I do him justice?
#art #digitalart #fanart #sticker #honeypapyrus #undertale #papyrus #undertaleau #papyrusau #8月はパピ月 #MastoArt
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Quick sketch of my girl for her birthday 💙 #undertaleoc #undertaleau #negatedtale
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Quick sketch of my girl for her birthday 💙 #undertaleoc #undertaleau #negatedtale
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Hello new webbed site I do art sometimes and am currently stuck in Undertale Hell. Hi
p.s. I roleplay :3c
#UndertaleAU #AUSans -
Hello new webbed site I do art sometimes and am currently stuck in Undertale Hell. Hi
p.s. I roleplay :3c
#UndertaleAU #AUSans -
Hello new webbed site I do art sometimes and am currently stuck in Undertale Hell. Hi
p.s. I roleplay :3c
#UndertaleAU #AUSans -
Hello new webbed site I do art sometimes and am currently stuck in Undertale Hell. Hi
p.s. I roleplay :3c
#UndertaleAU #AUSans -
Hello new webbed site I do art sometimes and am currently stuck in Undertale Hell. Hi
p.s. I roleplay :3c
#UndertaleAU #AUSans -
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最近UndertaleAUに再熱して色々と描いているんだけど、ろくなもん描いてなくて笑うんだよな🤣
(ネタ勢) #二次創作 #UndertaleAU -
je vous présente frisk marusina, être omnipotent en 7,5 dimensions, fondateurice de la timeline omega et grandpa de poppy.
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Definitely still struggling with my art, but I managed to get some sketches done of Underswap/Honey Papyrus. I need to find more references, I think <.<
#MastoArt #digitalart #fanart #sketches #undertale #underswap #honeypapyrus #papyrus #undertaleau #papyrusau
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#あるふぁ絵出せ #undertaleau
エラーに可愛いという自覚があるのがハオってﾊﾅｼ… -
#あるふぁ絵出せ #undertaleau
推しがSans AU tumbr sexymanトーナメント2024の1位に輝いたのでお祝い絵 -
Fem Nightmare is my queen!
#undertale #nightmaresans #undertaleau -
I give you. Inktobertale.
#inktobertale #inksans #undertale #undertaleau #inktale #art #digitalart -
I released the 9.0.0 update for my Undertale Text Box generator a couple days ago, which revamped the UI entirely. Except I actually also refactored everything in the backend because it was super noodley and didn't live up to my standards of today (it was 6 years old at this point). And well, the frontend too. Literally everything tbh.
I ended up spending more time on redoing stuff than adding new things LMAO. And even after two years of development a few very stinky bugs went through and I've been going insane squashing them as quick as possible :blobfoxpanic: -
I released the 9.0.0 update for my Undertale Text Box generator a couple days ago, which revamped the UI entirely. Except I actually also refactored everything in the backend because it was super noodley and didn't live up to my standards of today (it was 6 years old at this point). And well, the frontend too. Literally everything tbh.
I ended up spending more time on redoing stuff than adding new things LMAO. And even after two years of development a few very stinky bugs went through and I've been going insane squashing them as quick as possible :blobfoxpanic: -
I released the 9.0.0 update for my Undertale Text Box generator a couple days ago, which revamped the UI entirely. Except I actually also refactored everything in the backend because it was super noodley and didn't live up to my standards of today (it was 6 years old at this point). And well, the frontend too. Literally everything tbh.
I ended up spending more time on redoing stuff than adding new things LMAO. And even after two years of development a few very stinky bugs went through and I've been going insane squashing them as quick as possible :blobfoxpanic: -
I released the 9.0.0 update for my Undertale Text Box generator a couple days ago, which revamped the UI entirely. Except I actually also refactored everything in the backend because it was super noodley and didn't live up to my standards of today (it was 6 years old at this point). And well, the frontend too. Literally everything tbh.
I ended up spending more time on redoing stuff than adding new things LMAO. And even after two years of development a few very stinky bugs went through and I've been going insane squashing them as quick as possible :blobfoxpanic: -
It's my girl's birthday again! :abunhdhappyhop:
#undertaleAU #MastoArt #negatedtale
🔗 Read Negatedtale: https://negatedtale.thecomicseries.com
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Negatedtale updated last night. Do you trust me?
Follow the link below to read the new page!
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Negatedtale updated last Monday!
Follow the link below to read the new page!
🔗 : https://negatedtale.thecomicseries.com -
Negatedtale update! Be careful what you wish for.
Follow the link below to read the new page!
🔗 : https://negatedtale.thecomicseries.com -
Negatedtale update! Follow the link below to read the new page!
🔗 : https://negatedtale.thecomicseries.com -
Negatedtale update! Nah, she's right.
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Negatedtale update! You're fine, Aster.
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Negatedtale updated yesterday! The stars remember.
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Negatedtale updated last night! No excuses, only context.
