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jjaydazo · 29 days
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lust sans x detective sans au: Gloves au belongs to @feelisia
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cjhern1109 · 1 year
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I know that I’m super late to this, but here is a late birthday gift to @feelisia
In addition, I had a lame meme animation idea that I doodled a couple months back and debated on posting, so here it is
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Yep, not my best work, but thought you can laugh at this dumb idea, lol
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like honestly just give your non binary characters traditionally "gendered" features. just do it. it's not like being androgynous ever stopped non binary characters from being misgendered.
frisk undertale and kris deltarune were androgynous and are only ever referred to by "they/them" and ppl are still arguing over how the "main character is not the player but their own person" message didn't apply to their genders bc they refuse to wrap their head around different pronouns. raine owlhouse was paraded around as "disney's first ever nb representation" by everyone and their mother but bc they have short hair other countries dub them as male. this also happens to most anime nb characters bc of how japanese pronouns work. halara raincode literally has the color scheme of the non binary flag AND their in-game profile says that they, and i quote "have no specified gender" AND several characters remark on it in the actual game but bc theyre voiced by a female voice actor ppl still call them a woman.
like literally at this point just give your nb characters huge tits and a massive beard. if ppl refuse to accept the existence of non binary characters in media, then there is no way to make a character non binary "enough" to convince them otherwise. no matter how much you hammer in their androgyny in an attempt to detach them from "male" and "female," there will be people determined to assign gender roles to any trait you give your character.
creators being hesitant to give their non binary characters traits that could be associated with a binary gender is why every goddamn genderqueer character that the creator wants you to take seriously in popular media has shoulder length hair and a board-flat figure and a perfectly neutrally pitched voice. like. just do what you want at this point. the character is non binary because your story said so and people who misgender them would have done that no matter how androgynous they look.
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feelisia · 1 month
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Just sleep Sans.
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sofiathehooman · 9 months
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Frans Gallery 2✨
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Badtale: @shorukarts
Underlust Detective Au: @feelisia
Midnight Sans x Frisk Au: @venelona
Artificialtale: @jjaydazo
Flameheart Au: @ladysm
Dauxtale: @nuvex
Faerytale: @shayromi
Frans Zombie Au: @the-writing-mobster
Swapfell Snow White Au: @fransfanatic
Genderbend Frans Au: @pingail-08
Laziest artist: Me☕
Man this took me a while welp here it is✨
Hope you guys enjoy it💖✨
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carlyraejepsans · 1 month
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i wish i had more energy to draw and plot lately i NEED to make the insane daemoverse flowisk situationship real. i need you guys to see my vision
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the-writing-mobster · 5 months
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| The Most Dangerous Game | Frisk Starling | 💔 |
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Fly home, Starling...
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“We found another body.”
The steely grip of dread slowly wrapped its claws around her stomach and she sucked in a long breath. 
Somehow, she’d always known it would happen. She’d prayed to gods she didn’t believe in that maybe it wouldn’t. 
Maybe he’d slack off. Maybe they’d catch him just in time. But she’d always known that the other shoe would drop. 
Another body would fall. 
They always do. 
Eventually.  
“I'll be on my way.”
“I don't know if that's a good idea.” 
She was already grabbing her camera off the shelf over her computer and slinging it around her neck. “Not a good idea to do my job? You called me,” she pointed out as she jogged back down the hall, her footsteps still hauntingly quiet against the wood boards. 
“To warn you.”
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Intrigued? You must be! That's why I very conveniently linked the chapter right here! 🤯 Read TMDG if you know what's good for you!
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im-not-here-im-dead · 2 years
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Some more alignment chart thingy things
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Bought commission @aesusen
Fish Out of Water Au: a skeleton being flatter by our beautiful bartender😆
Thank you aesusen for once again drawing a masterpiece! Everyone! Her commissions are open! She is wonderful and always does a great job!!!😤
Mini fun fact: the hats they wear are gifts from each other 😊.
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Damn it Morgana you told Ren to go to sleep now he sleeping in battle
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scritchering · 2 years
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epic ruins speedrun and chilling by a tree.
meanwhile, back at the ranch: some french guy shows up
can't believe i forgot to crosspost this. anyway, chapter three of Hole Fic is posted!
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jjaydazo · 1 month
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Frisk is bad at insults but she is good at invading your privacy.
AU belongs to @feelisia
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kumatora770 · 11 months
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Also, have some doodles from a few months ago cause I'm back baby!!!
(Warnin, dey ain't da best but dey're alright)
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lucyhblack · 2 years
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First date
Summary: It was just another night's work, or so Reaper thought.
All characters are human in this story.
I don't know anything about coroners, investigative processes, etc, other than what I see on CSI, NCIS, and Criminal Minds, so I'm sorry if I'm too far off the mark.
CAUTION!! Mention of vomiting, description of blood, injuries and deaths (including that of a child).
-So, what do we have?
-Hi, Reaps! A double homicide. – The first guard replied excitedly.
-It's not a pretty scene. - warned your partner in a conspiratorial tone.
-And when is it? – He spoke with good humor, passing the pair responsible for keeping reporters and onlookers away.
There were a lot of people gathered even though it was late at night. Most must have been neighbors, but he could make out at least a couple of reporters. Surely there would be more soon, after all, such a crime in a quiet residential neighborhood like this drew attention.
Passing under the yellow tape, he entered the house proper. The first thing he noticed was the metallic and chemical smell (blood and gunpowder), the second was the smell of burning meat and finally the smell of popcorn. Most people would only feel one or two, but he had a nose for such things (in his profession, it was nice to have one). Further ahead he heard the noise of the camera shutter and saw the flashes illuminating the first span on the left.
Before he could go any farther, a policeman staggered out of the span, eyes wide over his hand which was covering his mouth. Reaper pressed himself against the wall to let him through, and when he turned around, he saw Red staring at him with his patented shark smile (smile that didn't reach his eyes).
-At least he was smart enough to get out and not contaminate the crime scene. – He commented upon hearing the unmistakable sound of the guy vomiting behind him.
-Not that it would make much difference... It's already a mess inside. - Red indicated with his head the room that was still lit by the flashes.
Reaper approached and took a peek. He'd seen several crime scenes, this one wasn't the worst by far, but it was still shocking, especially for someone who wasn't used to it (as was the case with the rookie throwing up his guts in the garden).
There were two bodies lying on the floor in a huge pool of blood, which the cheap rug below was partially absorbing. Even from a distance he could see arcs of splashes on the walls and furniture surrounding the bodies.
Stepping inside for a closer look (stopping quickly to greet Lesser, who returned the greeting with a cheery "Hey Doc!" before getting back to work documenting the scene), he saw that there was even a splash on the ceiling.
Reaper let out a low whistle.
-Someone was angry. - He said looking around and registering the furniture overturned, the broken TV and the popcorn scattered like confetti on the floor.
-Lots! I thought I'd have to use a crowbar to get it off the kid.
Reaper didn't miss the tone or how Red referred to the killer. Preferring not to delve into the matter (after all, these problems were none of his concern), he approached the smaller body.
He estimated the child to be between 8 and 10 years old. They had brown hair and appeared to be healthy (when alive). Your torso was a mess of red. Reaper couldn't estimate how many stab wounds the child had taken, but they were enough to make the striped shirt them wore almost unrecognizable.
He bent down, fished a glove out of his coat pocket and pulled it on as he took a closer look at the body.
There were also cuts on the arms, hands, neck and face. The child had fought to defend themself. Despite this, they expression was serene, and along with them eyes closed, they looked almost asleep. (of course, if he could just ignore all the cuts and blood around them).
He gave Red a sidelong glance. People used to find the glassy gaze of death unnerving, and while Red wasn't stupid to interfere unnecessarily with the body at a crime scene, even he could be affected by the sight of a dead child (even though he's come across several such scenes before).
-I don't think this will be a big mystery, Doctor. - Red spoke when Reaper leaned over the body to open the child's eye - The cause of death is obvious.
-Yes, but who knows? It wouldn't be the first time appearances can be deceiving...
-I think in this case it's pretty obvious that the death was multiple stabbings. - Red spoke dryly.
-It could be... but which one was the fatal one?
The detective made a sound that was half contempt, half amused. He knew how much Reaper liked to know the details, the small, decisive details that led to the fateful point of no return.
Getting up and leaving the child for now, he headed for the other body (ah! That's where the smell of burning flesh came from!).
The second body was that of a man, around his age or younger. Light blonde hair with a few strands already gray and a little out of shape.
-That one shouldn't be too much trouble either. – Red commented when he saw Reaper studying the second victim.
-I don't know... From what I see he was also stabbed. - And he indicated the shirt soaked in blood and with a big rip in the front.
-Yes, but the head...
-Yeah... that was ugly... what did they hit him with?
-That's a good question. Hope you give us a clue as to what the hell the freak used to do this.
The right side of the men face had been hit by something, and whatever it was, it had done a lot of damage. The upper right part of his face was a shapeless mass of blood and burned flesh (it would take some work to make him presentable for the wake).
Curious, Reaper knelt, wondering what the killer had used to get the face into that state.
Just as he leaned over to get a better look at the wound, the man's left eye popped open and a hand flew out to grab his arm. For a “corpse” the man gripped his arm with surprising strength.
He heard Red gasp and Lesser howl in fear, but he didn't react, just stared at the staring eye.
His pupil was so dilated he couldn't tell what color the man's iris was. Despite the immobility, his eyes darted from side to side, still searching for the threat.
His mouth opened, but before he could say anything (even though he had no idea what he was going to say) the man's lips started moving and he focused on them.
The corpse (not so corpse like that) had thin, almost colorless lips (another sign that he must be dead, and not trying to talk) which made the blood bubble that appeared between it, contrast even more.
The victim's fingers tightened even more, pulling an involuntary grimace of pain from him, as the man's lips moved forming words without sound.
Dimly he heard Red cursing something that sounded like "Who the hell checked the pulse?", but he was too focused on the man to register.
There was a familiar sound (which his mind only registered without really identifying) and the man's face bathed in white before returning to normal. Red screamed again, this time demanding that someone stop and go get help.
Reaper leaned in more, fascinated by what was happening in front of him as his mind turned off what was happening around him. In all his years as a medical examiner in the criminal department, he had never been in such a situation.
(and look at that he will come LOTS of bizarre things)
-...refuse...
Reper leaned closer, trying to hear the wispy, watery voice. The man spoke some more words and then fingers loosened and his eye rolled up. Reaper stood completely still, waiting for what else would happen next.
-Do something, Reaper!
The demand snapped him out of his trance and he straightened up looking at a pale Red, as if he were the real corpse.
For a second Reaper didn't understand what Red wanted him to do. He was a coroner, and that guy wasn't dead yet (he couldn't start an autopsy. It was illegal to perform such a procedure on someone alive!). And then he realized that even though he hadn't dealt with a live patient in years, he had the knowledge to do so. Only he didn't have any equipment with him.
(unless he counted on the thermometer he was carrying, but he was pretty sure taking the guy's liver temperature wouldn't help him at all)
With relief he heard running footsteps and emergency personnel appear. He walked away as they began to examine the corpse/victim and try to stabilize him (for the first time, Reaper was sure Edge would be happy with the rescuers' laziness in leaving the scene of the crime).
As he watched the paramedics take him away, he thought about his last words.
“I refuse to die”
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mapecl-stories · 9 months
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writers-potion · 28 days
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Can you please share some words to use instead of "Look", I really struggle with that, it's always "She looked at him in shock" or "He looked at her with a smile". I know there's "Gazed" and "Glanced" but I wanted some advice to use "Look" less
Words To Use Instead of "Look"
Words Closest in Meaning (w diff connotations!):
stare
eye
study
behold
glimpse
peek
glance
notice
observe
inspect
regarding
view
review
look-see
get an eyeful
peer
give the eye
eyeball
size up
size up
check out
examine
contemplate
scan
recognize
sweep
once-over
judge
watch
glare
consider
spot
scrunitize
gaze
gander
ogle
yawp
Other (more fancy) words:
glimmer
sntach
zero in
take stock of
poke into
mope
glaze
grope
rummage
frisk
probe
rivet
distinguish
witness
explore
gloat
scowl
have a gander
comb
detect
surveillance
squint
keeping watch
rubberneck
pout
bore
slant
ignore
audit
pipe
search
note
speculation
simper
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