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Sans’ story winds down, but he still has a few things left to say… and Flowey needs to know he’s not off the hook, even if he’s escaped revealing his own truth for now.

The chapter is slowly coming to a close, but there’s still a bit of wrapping up to do–look for the next update on October 29th!

So a blizzard is....?

The thing about myths is that ultimately they're just made-up stories. There is no such thing as the most real version, as there is no such thing as the most valid shape of a shadow. Light source changes, and it's completely different again. Historical records of different sources are naturally their own thing, but as far as myths are myths, every variation of the same tale is still just as much another valid variation of it. You can just fucking say whatever.

The earth turns cold and dark and fruitless in the winter because Persephone has returned to the underworld to stay with Hades, and Demeter grieves being apart from her daughter. Ice and frost form beautiful flowers in your windows because Persephone is pegging him.

This is stupid

Limbus Company fursonas anyone?

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Today marks my 200th DMC meme added to my phone

quick reminder that Vegeta has the exact same height and weight as Astolfo...

Look at that, I’m using my skills to do shitposting now.

Anyway, I’m pretty sure most of y’all are like this.

All hail, amirite?

eyestrain cw

imagine if you will.. two women wanted to kill eachother

c00lk1d my baby boy..... where my forsaken fans at?

"But sire... The struggle for power shalt render the kingdom a bloody warzone"

I don't care, let me focus on my random obsessions in peace

The older generation's fixation on forcing you to have kids is something they absolutely refuse to unlearn. You can give the calmest and most reasonable explanation for not having kids and the only thing they can think to say is, "But what of the heir to the lands?" "Who will inherit the throne?" "Please sire upon your barren death there will be a parochial schism that will soak our soils with brother-blood." They literally hate to see you happy with just a cat.