Ok, This Is A Stupid Picture I Came Up With A Long Time Ago In Response To A Random Idea I Had Got At

Ok, I do not know what the f*** is going on in the wider world involving outside the streams I watch of the QSMP (and if people want to try and explain it properly, go ahead), but what I have gathered is Forever the content creator might have done something involving pedophilia or the like.

I myself will not talk about my opinion because I do not have one, I have no way to decern the truth of the situation and as such am not forming an opinion.

However, I can understand people wanting to distance themselves from the content creator because of this situation.

That being said, I would like to state, if you still want to write or draw about the Character Forever, that is perfectly fine. Do not let your feelings for the content creator affect the character he created. You can write about a character and hate how the characters creator acted. Just like you can hate a character, but love their creator or actor.

Do not let the real world affect how you view the story.

I really want to see a continuation of this comic.

man the shading in this is really inconsistant help

Okay so Error should still have the determination he had from when he was Geno right?? Has people brought this up?? Cuz by that logic, Error can literally frickin “melt” right??

WELL EVEN IF IT ISN’T CANON THAT DOESN’T MATTER BECAUSE IN THIS SCENARIO MELTY!ERROR IS A THING OKAY

The scenario of Error being brought to the edge of dying and starting to “melt” (or whatever you would call it) because his determination is struggling to keep his body from dusting is something I’ve thought of for a while. I mean, if Geno is tripping on DT-Juice I dunno why Error shouldn’t be either, but because I’ve never seen this been brought up by anyone has me doubting whether this is actually a thing. Or maybe I’m just really out of the loop and this is something everyone talks about! WHATEVER

And in case anyone’s wondering, Ink has no idea here that Error is actually Geno, so seeing the guy he’s uh,,, “known” for such a long time just start frickin melting has him quite shooketh, but also really excited and curious.

And no Error doesn’t die here don’t worry ya’ll

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Error!Sans - loverofpiggies

Ink!Sans - comyet / myebi

I have made my whole family laugh by showing them this.

Astronaut Aykroyd

Based off of this post by @floralflowerpower

Basically Danny changes his last name cuz science community thinks Fentons are crackpots when he goes to work for Nasa :) Also its like 1am right now so ill probably do a bit more editing in the morning

“Aykroyd.”

The administrator, Roger, raised his brow. “That’s a bit on the nose, isn’t it?”

Danny laughed. “You guys gave me permission to pick my new last name, and I pick Aykroyd.” If NASA wanted him to replace Fenton then of course Danny would have to make it fun.

Roger sighed and typed it into his computer. “If you were not such a record-breaking twat, I would have to tell you to pick something else.” He reached his hand across the table and shook Danny’s. “Congratulation Candidate Fenton, you are now Astronaut Aykroyd.” Roger frowned in disgust. “Why does it have to be an alliteration?”

“It’s fun and easier to remember,” Danny grinned and got out of his chair. “I'll take a picture of Earth and sign it for you. It’ll be worth something someday.”

Roger chuckled. “It’ll be worth something, all right.”

It didn’t take long to learn what the science community thought of his parents when he first started training. Pitiful looks and bouts of laughter when he mentioned his parents always came up.

“Dam, the crackpot scientists had a kid. Hopefully, they didn’t fill your head too much with all that ghost stuff.” An older candidate had poked fun of him. Danny learned quickly to keep his mouth shut about ghosts soon after. The Fenton name was a joke in the science communities. He didn’t quite blame NASA for asking him to change it.

NASA probably would have dropped him if it weren’t for his ghost half, funny enough. He excelled in all the physical training, speedrunning him through the ranks. The teachers had been flabbergasted when he ran the flight simulation almost perfectly. The spectra speeder was insanely close in operation, so it was like driving a new car to him. Weightlessness he mastered years ago, and strength was not a problem. The in-classroom training wasn’t that bad either. Danny was a fantastic astronaut if he did say so himself.

After his first mission, he gained a bit of a cult following. Officially, all records of NASA Danny Fenton had been changed to Danny Aykroyd. Nobody knew him as C student Fenton but instead kick-ass astronaut Aykroyd. His records were publicly available, and every mission he went on went well. So what if he used some ghostliness to keep his team safe. As far as they knew, lifting rocks that shouldn’t be humanly possible was one of those muscle flukes. Like a parent lifting a car to save their child. His team stayed safe, and that’s what mattered most.

He didn’t mind it so much that nobody knew. His parents understood and were proud of him. They kept quiet about Danny’s famous career as an astronaut, but Amity Park still knew. During the Christmas holidays last year, he saw Dash at Starbucks, who gaped at him like a fish. Danny simply raised his cup like a toast and headed back home. As long as only Amity Park knew about Danny Fenton, he would be fine. Sam’s parents had been so passive-aggressive once they realized that they couldn’t mention their connection to Danny without some NASA officials breathing down their necks. It was good, but sometimes he couldn’t miss the sadness in his parent’s eyes when they couldn’t announce their baby boy’s accomplishments to the world.

His last name went unnoticed by most. Sometimes interns and such would ask him questions, though.

“Danny Aykroyd? Like Dan Aykroyd?” Confusion and curiosity ripple their faces.

Danny would simply laugh and grin. “No, that’s the ghostbuster.” Sam and Tucker didn’t think it was as funny, unfortunately. It had grown on them the past couple of years, though. He was pretty sure he saw Tucker wearing a shirt on his Instagram one time with his response. Appropriately, the shirt was black with ‘No, that’s the ghostbuster’ written in curvy neon green letters. Danny tracked one down and posted a picture on his official account wearing it. He had to apologize for crashing the artist’s site a few hours later.

His popularity had grown to the point where people tried getting interviews with him. Danny did some after the PR team forced him to. In the first interview, he was a nervous wreck. PR never treated alternate Danny personas kindly. They got easier after a while, none were out to get him, really. Most just asked about the space stations, missions and sometimes his personal life.

Eventually, life and the PR team lead him to today’s interview. He sat backstage waiting for his cue. A blonde woman, Agatha, was a show host and begged to have him on the show. She rallied the audience up, getting them ready for his appearance.

“Now please welcome Astronaut, Danny Aykroyd!” The crowd cheered and he strolled across the stage. The lights blinded him at first, but adjusted as he took his seat on the love seat across from Agatha.

“Agatha, thanks for having me.” With a broad smile, he shook her hand.

She smiled at him devilishly. “No, thank you, Danny. Celebrities are in a thousand, but Astronauts are on in a million.”

“Don’t flatter me too much,” he laughed, “my ego can only stretch so far.” The audience laughed at his remark, along with Agatha. He was doing good.

“Now Danny, not to get personal right off the bat, but do you have a new beau by any chance.”

Great one of these kinds of interviews. He shook his head. “No.”

“Not even at home?”

“Sorry to disappoint Agatha, but my love stays for Cujo still.” He held a hand to his heart and the audience laughed again.

Agatha laughed, throwing her head back. “Not even in good old Amity Park?”

Danny’s mouth twitched. Amity Park was not allowed for questions during an interview. PR made sure of it. “No, parents would probably like me to have some secret partner stashed away though. Gotta have them grandkids, am I right.” He laughed along with the audience.

Agatha leaned forward as if she caught a canary as looked at him playfully. “Say your parents right?” Danny squirmed in the seat and his smile dropped. “As in Maddie and Jack Fenton?”

“I-”

“Is it true that your name is really Daniel James Fenton?”

“I-”

“Fenton as in the joke of the science community?”

“Agatha-”

“What was it that they study and claim is true? Do let the audience know, Mr. Aykroyd.” She leaned back in her chair with a triumphant smile. Hushed whispers aroused from the audience as Danny stayed silent. The damage was already done. Live shows were the worst.

“Paranormal studies and ecto-biology, ecto-physics, and ecto-chemistry.”

“What interesting fields of study. More of fields of fantasy, though, am I right?” A few nervous laughs came from the audience. Danny curled his hands into a fist. PR was going to kill him tomorrow.

He gave Agatha a cold glare. She immediately straightened in her seat. “I don’t take kindly to people making fun of my parents. They’re amazing scientists. Dad built a fuelless aircraft and so many gadgets ahead of our time. Mom created entirely new ways to pull things apart. Atom. By. Atom.” Agatha was beginning to look a bit scared now. Danny continued anyway and started creating an invisible clone. “Ancients even, they protected the entire town when it literally got sent to an alternate dimension. They are good people and good scientists. I don’t care what everyone else says. I know what they study is real. I’ve seen it with my own eyes. I’ve been to the ghost zone.” He closed his eyes and took a breath. The clone was at the lights now.

“Are you saying that you, a lead expert in space exploration and science, are endorsing the fact that the afterlife exists?” Agatha almost stumbled over her words. The crowd was silent.

Danny stood up from the love seat and glared at the camera. “Yes, and this interview is over.” The lights shut off, and the crown gasped with a few screams. Danny turned invisible and made his way out through the chaos of the crowd.

“Take back your statement,” Rodger demanded. “We can’t have you claiming that crackpot theories are real.” Danny felt like a child being scolded.

“This is a mess, Danny. The community is baffled and questioning whether you should still keep your job. The public is looking into your high school life too.” The PR head said worriedly. Danny cringed at the mention of high school.

“I guess they don’t want a delinquent C student, who believes in the supernatural leading up NASA missions, huh?”

“No Danny. They saw how cold you were last night, too. How can they trust you if you’ve secretly been a homewrecker all this time?”

“At least people get the joke behind Aykroyd now,” he said quietly. Well, some of the joke.

“Danny!” Roger sighed. “You’ve always been so adamant about finding proof before we make claims. Why does the supernatural not follow this?”

“I’ve seen proof-” he is proof-” that ghosts exist.”

“Danny, if your parents are telling you one thing from birth, of course you’re going to see proof. Confirmation bias.” Roger explained.

“No, Roger, it’s not that. There is a portal to hell in my basement Roger, my basement!” Danny stood up from his chair.

“Danny-”

“No-” he turned to the PR head- “If I can prove ghosts are real, can I keep my job? Ancients, I swear the job can be easier if I provide proof.”

The PR looked at their tablet and shrugged. “Maybe, it would have to be right away, though. No time to pull together some gimmick.”

“Good.”

“Danny, think about what you’re doing. You're risking your career,” Roger tried to reason.

Danny laughed. “No, Roger, even if NASA does fire me, I have other things to do. But-” he let the cool wrings wash over him- “I know what I am and that I exist.”

Roger and the PR head shut up after that. Their jaws hung open and stared at him, flabbergasted.

"There is this proof enough?"

infinit leaves

So, I was just going about my business in Idle DPS, no cheates whatsoever, seriously, and... I think I have somehow made it so I can infinitely upgrade my green sphere and get leaves from it...

To be clear, I have been doing this game for months and just been happily upgrading my right sphere discount until now. Then, Boom, infinite leaves.

I closed and re-opened my game soon after to ensure it was not a glitch, but it seems permanent... if anyone can explain how I managed this, go on ahead and tell me.

Papa XD.

Baby Dream wins the poll! Not surprised, look at that little face XD

So Dream is a child of the End, created by Exdee because he wanted to try his hand at creating something other than mobs. And from the first moment, he is smitten with his little one. And yes in my AU Exdee is a good dad, he tries his very best considering being mostly void. Dream is a very happy baby - and very cuddly too, for a while Exdee was unable to work without having his hands full. But he doesn't mind.

When Dream disappears as a child - Exdee is absolutely devastated. (Lady Death tries her best to console him but to no avail - and many years later, when she has Wilbur, she understands.)

Programing the worlds (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/YRNI12r0FW He couldn't help but feel for the longest time like something wasn't right. Like the person who was in charge of creating new worlds wasn't the right person. He couldn't help but feel like he was supposing to protect someone not there for some reason, as well as help them find something that was lost. What though? He wished he knew, He wished he c…

Underfell Sans is ready to give you a bad time.

Yes.

sketches of scenes from "Shattered Mirrors" by Catnoodles (ao3). idk if they hav any socials so😭but anyways this fic absolutely ruins me and has so many tropes that i love UGH it lives in my head rent tf free🤧🫠(although the monkey mk aspect is my own personal touch hehe)

That look so cute asleep like that.

don’t TALK TO THEM they’re SLEEPING

- mod garbage