#Because Seam Does

[the-meme-monarch]

so like we know that seam Knows Things. tangential to what the secret bosses know right. just without the Brain Breaking right. they seem to know that You can’t hear them and clarifies that their name is pronounced shawm, because it’s spelled seam. and if you have known me for any period of time you know sweet cap’n cakes are My Favorite Deltarune Characters. now Thus Far capn and sweet havent said anything indicative of Knowing Things, but kk says this when this bit of the menu pulls up

why can he see that part of the menu. why does he acknowledge that it’s in his face. and.

their four second song that they perform for you(just linking the video instead of embedding it bc it’s at 8:43. this “version” is not on the deltarune ost and I couldn’t find any isolated video of Just their performance) It Is Literally Just the mtt resort bed lump music, which is called “cool beat”.

why do they have music that was from undertale. music that was environmental in undertale, no one In-Universe made it. and then preceding this. scc have their Own Song, called “cool beat”.

they have two “cool beat”s. why are they claiming an environmental song from the Other Universe as their own and then calling one of their actually original songs by the stolen song’s title.

[spacedace]

Found this old snippet and don't really remember of the context for it outside of being a joking exploration of how weird the Fenton/Phantom family tree would seem to outsiders (not even getting into how relationships might be classified differently between the human side & the ghost side)

Anyway gonna drop it here as a prompt lol

Mind the quick reference to dismemberment, there's no gore or detailed description and no one is actually hurt, it's more there for comedic effect, but still wanted to give the heads up on it 👍

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Nomad motioned to the towering, vaguely vampire-looking buff dude with literal flaming hair what the fuck, “Dan, this is everyone. Everyone this is Dan. He’s my…” Nomad trailed off and blinked, a look of confused befuddlement on her face as she let the sentence hang for too long.

“Huh…” She said considering, looking up at vampire-dude, Dan apparently, with a confused furrow on her brow. “You know this is the first time I’ve ever had to try and explain our relationship to each other and I’m drawing a blank and what exactly to call you. Uncle? Dad? Brother? Like, I think you could technically be considered all three.”

What the fuck did that mean??? Kon snapped his attention over to meet Tim’s masked gaze, the look of wild confusion Kon was sure was on his own face mirrored there. Around the meeting room confused and worried looks were being shared by the rest of the League. Which like, yeah, what in the Habsburgs was happening here for all of those terms to be applicable?

“Well, you’re Danny’s Mirror, so if you consider him your dad then it stands to reason I’m also your father.” Dan said, hand coming up to his - literally flaming, how did that work? - goatee thoughtfully.

“Yeah but like, I call Danny dad just to piss Vlad off.” Nomad countered, toying with her severed arm with her still attached hand. Kon didn’t think he’d ever get over how casual she was about being literally disarmed and just…not caring. “And I definitely don’t see you as a dad. Uncle?”

The giant of a ghost shook his head with a frown, “Implies that Danny and I are brothers, which could work but gives our relationship kind of a weird vibe. I feel more like his father than anything.”

“Gramps, then?”

“No.”

Nomad laughed, “Fair, wouldn’t want to take the title of Grampa away from CW. Besides we’re both half Vlad, so I think brother works best here.” She frowned, looking thoughtful, “Maybe half brother?”

Dan considered, “Half-brother could work. Though it gives Vlad more credit than he deserves.”

“Oh come on, can you imagine the look on his face if we went in together on suing him for child support?” Nomad asked, fanged grin wicked. Dan’s face lit up at the idea, and Kon felt like they were rapidly heading towards the two ghosts running off to go and go torment whoever this Vlad guy was rather then them help deal with the current demonic problem at hand.

“Can you please explain what any of that means?” Kon asked, more a squeak than anything else. He was starting to get a headache.

[ohimsummer]

cult leader! suguru knows how infatuated you are with him. he can see the hearts floating in your eyes as he makes you kneel on the floor between his spread legs. he thumbs over your cheeks so softly, leaning over you and lingering so close—his presence is suffocating. then, suddenly, he makes you get up and leave, all before you can really savor in this proximity. and because he knows just how much you hate being away from him.

[chiropteracupola]

turned out pretty good for my first-ever project with leather!

[keeps-ache]

hit random on a picrew n dressed him up :3

[inks below because they're neat]

[cloud-the-forgotten]

Learning Something New About Their Mirror Ability + New Friend!

(Text in the picture: Seam Dee: "Wanya?" Jack Frost: "Hee Ho!" Seam Dee: "Hee Ho?" Jack Frost: "Wan-hee ya-ho!")

Log #143: "It was really hot today, so I tried to use a Mirror to get to a colder place! I uh, don't really think I was on Popstar anymore though, I think I was really far away from it- I got super tired after I went there! But it's not all bad- I made a new friend! His name is Jack Frost! I think-" [The rest of this Log sounds distorted and Seam Dee's voice is intelligible. Perhaps the file has been corrupted?]

Checking the file shows that it's from a few years ago, about two years after Seam Dee was born, and a few months after Seam Dee realized they had the Mirror Ability. Interesting...

@kirbyoctournament

[simplyghosting]

Whip stitch, my beloved

[rubyroboticalt]

i like his halloween skin ft contacts were made by the devil himself. 31.10.23

[yoinkschief]

Hello Jay, I would like to hear your headcanons about Tom and his mom 👀👀👀 Go on, speak into the mic 🎤

AAA HI NEIL I'M SO GLAD YOU ASKED

Taps mic 🎤 ahem

Buckle in cause this got absurdly long I did not expect to get this long omll

So I guess I'll begin when he was younger,, when his mother and father first got married they were just going into their 30s, and while weren't actually trying for a kid they did end up having one: Tom

Barbara (Tom's mom) was ecstatic at having a kid whereas Peter (Tom's dad) was terrified, he knows he has anger issues and is very aware of how he's gotten easily frustrated with children in the past and doesn't want to get angry towards his soon to be son (though Barbs has been a dear with helping him and his anger, truly he'd be in jail by now if not for her)

Fast forward a bit, Tom's born and while Peter isn't magically cured of any anger issues, Tom is just the sweetest little guy and he, genuinely throughout his fatherhood, has not once gotten angry at his son. Gotten angry a good few things, but his son and wife weren't in that list

Tom is also born completely nonverbal (this is a little reference to how 2004 he's drawn without a mouth,,, I know that all the characters are at this time because mmm animation but in most fanart of 2004 only Tom is the one kept without a mouth because that and his one eye gives him creechur vibes I love it so I incorporated it like this) due to his autism, and he did get formally diagnosed early on due to this

It's a bit of a struggle trying to figure out what he's saying but he's a quick learner for how to read and write so if he can't get what he's trying to say through hand motions or actions he'll go and write it down (at least when he gets around 5yo, the years before were hard and they had to learn a weird, Tom version of sign language,, to clarify not actual sign language just learning what motions of his mean what)

One interaction I think about a lot with Tom and his mother is in Tom's youth when he's, maybe, 4? And he sees his mom shave her hair for the first time. Tom didn't like the sudden change as she looked like a different person and was having trouble understanding why it was gone

It took Barb a while to fully understand what he meant, why he was crying and whatnot, but finally able to sit him down in her lap he started making a lot of motions towards his own hair and then Barb's, and the interaction goes something like this:

"Are you talking about my hair?" Barbara quietly concerns, gesturing to her now bald head.

Tom made small grunts with wide eyes, rocking in his mother's lap incessantly.

"Okay, okay," She nodded holding her son's hand gently in her own- less so holding and more resting them in her own. "It's gone, baby."

Tom didn't seem to like that answer, shaking his head no with his hand reaching up to grab and tug at his his in distress. His eyes were screwed shut, why would his mom do that? But Barbara was quick to respond with carefully holding her son's hands again, their fingers interlaced as he squeezed on her hands instead in his temper.

"You don't like that it's gone?" She tilted her head to the side, bringing Tom's hands away from his face and towards her chest.

He shook his head no with an upset grunt, swinging his hands (and by proxy his mother's) side to side to drive the point further.

"Ohh,, pumpkin," Barbara gave Tom a sad smile, resting their hands in her lap as she gave him a small, reassuring squeeze.

"It’ll be alright-”

Tom hated that answer more, giving a frustrated noise as his eyes started welling with tears.

“Honey,” Barbara frowned at the tears coming out of her child’s eyes, it hurt to see him so upset, gently running her thumb along his cheeks to swipe them away. “I’m still mama, I’m still you mom.”

She led Tom’s hand over her heart, letting him feel the steady beating of it. The constant and steady pattern of thumping seemed to entrance him for a moment until his mild rocking and distressed noises slowly came to a halt.

“See? It’s still me, baby.” She cooed, running her thumb along the back of her son’s hand. “My hair is gone, but I’m here.”

“Sometimes, in life,” Barbara began, setting Tom’s hands down in his lap again now that he was calmer. “things change, and we can’t control it. Like my hair, you couldn’t control that, could you?”

Tom looked up from watching his hand feel the steady movement of her heart pumping, looking up at his mother’s face. He still looked displeased and upset, but less so, even going as far as to reach for where her hair used to be, trying to grab at the air around her head like it was still there. Fruitless.

She held his hand again, pressing it against her cheek with a broad smile, one she gave him often. He couldn’t keep his resentment for long, giving his own goofy smile back with a giggle. The way her gap tooth showed when she smiled that big was forever burned into his memory, only disappearing from her face so that she could kiss the palm of her son’s hand.

Tom shook his head, frowning at the thought but keeping a wide eyed expression to his mother as she continued her lesson. She smiled to him once again.

“Well, that happens a lot in life.” She sighed, cupping Tom’s cheek in her hand. “And no one likes it, you’re not alone for thinking that. But what you can control is how you deal with the change. Like how you showed me how upset you were, so now we’re talking about it. Do you feel better about it now?”

Tom took a moment, eyes casted down as he thought on it. He gave a small nod as he looked back up at her.

“Good.” She beamed. “And from now on, I’ll do my best to let you know beforehand when I make a change like that, alright?” She kissed Tom’s forehead, causing the child to give a small giggle. That was her favorite noise.

Now, Tom was always a Mama's Boy (not in a derogatory way, he just loved his mom a whole hell of a lot) but even moreso after his father died. They both were grieving and so it caused them to cling closer together because of it, to the point that had it not been for his friend (at the time only Matt, but later Edd too as this was before Tord was introduced to the friend group) he probably would've completely self isolated

They do a ton of things together as Tom gets over and they both eventually heal from Peter's death, baking, sewing, shopping, watch movies, anything they can do when they have the chance to hang out together

They were so close in fact that Barbara was genuinely the first person he came out to for being nonbinary (He/They pronoun user :) ) and of course she loved him unconditionally, but he didn't even tell Matt, Edd or Tord (now in Highschool and having been introduced to delinquent) that yet

However, later in his highschool years, around late Junior year (11th grade) or early Senior year (12th grade) of highschool his mother dies as well. Not from a freak bear with a gun attack though, instead from Pneumonia, which is something she tends to get a lot and always had in her youth, and while it usually isn't fatal and there is treatment and whatnot and she definitely took as much as help as she could, this time just hit different it seemed.

This really fucked with Tom during some of his most important years of his life and caused him to go into a BIG depressive episode for a long long time

Side note that I guess also kinda applies: Had it not been for Tord being just as stubborn of a jackass as Tom, he would've completely self isolated. Edd and Matt helped a lot in his youth but he also had his mom to encourage him, but now with his immediate family all gone he didn't see much of a reason to interact with people. And where Edd and Matt lack in persuasion, Tord more than makes up for in the lack of giving a fuck and would literally drag Tom outside even if he was kicking and screaming. This is mostly because Tord is second only to Tom himself in how durable he is, like a brick shithouse (built like one, too) and not afraid to make Tom hate him if it meant getting him better in the long run (a running theme I have for their relationship :) they're less so "GRR I HATE YOU I HOPE YOU DIE /GEN" and more of like have this weird understanding with eachother where like "I'll literally kill you if you touch me but I'd kill anyone you touched you" type beat, unafraid to get the other to hate them for the greater good because they have the understanding that they wouldn't do something so wildly stupid for no reason. Yes that plays into The End and the future events of WTFuture)

I love them so much oh my god you have zero idea

Anyway, TL;DR

Tom and his mom are extremely close and helped each other get through the worst of times while Tom continues to learn the lesson of "everything changes, it's out of your control, and you can only control how you proceed with it"

[emdotcom]

I really hate art advice that treats itself as universal. Yes, using less sketchy lines CAN improve your skills. But you do not need to give up sketchy lines forever, because they are useful in certain situations -- like, for instance, sketchwork where you need to draw a subject very quickly. They can also just gel better with certain artists, tbh.

I am doing what works for me. You are probably doing what works for you, & every artist who swears by never erasing & only using continuous lines is doing what works for them. They are assuming that what works for them & makes their art good will, of course, work for everyone else -- but they don't know that, & they don't know you. You know you.

No advice is universal. Do not fall into the smoothness trap. Yes, do branch out on occasion -- but, mostly, do what works best for you.

[planetsallalign]

Today is one of those days where all I want is my own space and all my things back. I know renting right now is stupid, but trying to find a house at this current time means a $2,800+ a month mortgage for a home that needs tons of work. Or $2,800+ a month for a condo, then add in about $400-$500 a month for the HOA. But I just want my things, my space the way I want it and peace. Not the cluttered/bursting at the seams with things place I am.

I love my family and I’m thankful all the time for being allowed to stay as long as I want/need. But they really need to let me help them go through and donate/discard things. Like the appliances that don’t work, the random pot lids/coffee carafes for pans/coffee makers we no longer have. It’s a lot of “Well what if we need that someday” but I think I’ve finally convinced them to let me help this winter, my mom just sounds defeated before even starting when she talks about there being too much. Luckily I’m the queen of donating/downsizing if they’ll let me.

[drzibs]

its so funny to me, because i went into good omens a die-hard david tennant fan. like he’s my favorite doctor, ive watched most of broadchurch, hes like my emotional support bbc actor. and this is not me saying i love him any less, bc thats not true! hes a brilliant actor and a lovely human and is one of, if not, my most favorite actor of all time.

but mr. michael sheen…………. i have Words for you sir.

//all good words i am in awe of you my guy//

[simgerale]

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN ; 1/3

It was like her every nerve was suddenly on fire.

TRANSCRIPT:

[a clock chimes nearby, ringing out twelve times]

magdalena: [sighs]

celeste: Come in, your majesty… Come in.

. . .

c: I wondered when you would return. Waiting for the Emperor to retire to his quarters, perhaps?

m: No… I-I could not sleep. I needed to see… [gulps] I needed to be certain that Prince Luca was still breathing.

c: That does not surprise me. It is only natural for a fading Seam to cause restlessness.

m: What… What exactly do you mean?

c: Were you not aware…? You and the Prince have a Seam, your majesty. A bond that has not existed in over a thousand years.

m: …I do not think I heard you correctly. Prince Luca and I have… a Seam?

c: [nods] Mm. As it has been over a millennia since my old eyes have seen it, I was uncertain until you appeared outside the door moments ago.

m: But how did you know I was there?

c: The Seam appeared again. Flickering, as it was attempting to connect through solid wood, but there.

m: Lady Celeste, please explain.

c: I believe it would be much simpler to show you, your majesty. Allow me.

m: [gasps]

[viciousewe]

I made this dress! Sewn! Entirely by hand and then took it to the renn faire in august! And then banished to a corner because I fucked up the cuff size and it was too small to do buttons the regular way! But then I figured out I could do a loop instead of a buttonhole and it would work and it did! Hooray!!! I can start a new sewing project!!!! Too bad my only pics of it are all obscured by my mildly insane jewelry and accessories.

[cloud-the-forgotten]

Hehe :) /pos

[victoriousfidelity]

anonymous sent: 🎵 for every 🎵 i get i'll post a song i associate with my muse. | accepting.

The Foundations of Decay - My Chemical Romance

You must fix your heart And you must build an altar where it swells When the storm, it gains and the sky, it rains Let it flood, let it flood, let it wash away And as you stumble through your last crusade Will you welcome your extinction in the morning rays?