Me In My Head When I'm Eating An Apple:

Dumb flowey/kris interactions

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

no sentence fills me with utter loathing so much as "i asked chatgpt"

OK SINCE WE ARE SUDDENLY EATING TODAY I decided to repost some of my old Papyrus and Flowey fanart

Siblings….

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So I was playing an undertale fangame demo, and I'm so brainrotted by memes that when flowey went "See that heart?" for second I was entirerly expecting a "no shit!!" and was befuddled for a moment when dialogue progressed as standard

chapter 3 probably

i think about the hoo boy hot dog post every single day of my life

the big, defining difference between underfell and canon flowey is that while uf flowey is deprived of love, canon flowey refuses to let himself be touched by it.

flowey has no lack in exposure to love. he’s the prince of the underground! but i think there’s a big roadblock stopping him from connecting the love to himself. because flowey quickly goes from “asriel” to “flowey.” and everyone loves “asriel.” not him.

and if that fails, it’s simply a matter of them not knowing what he’s done. yeah, sure, papyrus “cares,” but no matter how much he does so, he’s only doing it to someone who’s never killed before! because who could care about someone like that? who could care about flowey? he’s not supposed to be cared about.

flowey has all the love he needs, but he refuses to let it in. refuses to let it touch him. it drives his character. he’s looking for someone who likes him for him, who’s like him. that’s why he doesn’t see the people who care in spite of everything he’s done, not because of it.