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The nice sounds are utterly ruined when Jack joins in. Dennis huffs in annoyance and stills his hips. Jack's sounds are louder than Robby's quiet groans and whines. In comparison, he sounds like an animal. Dennis hates the sounds of him ravaging his daddy, communicated in crackles through the baby monitor that are far too clear for Dennis' liking.

He starts to cry and yell, loud enough that they should be able to hear him without the monitor. He yelps hopefully when Daddy murmurs, "The baby's crying. I'll calm him down." He grunts angrily when Jack responds, "You stay here. Stretch yourself out for me. I'll be back in two minutes."

Dennis snarls and shrieks when Jack—wearing only his underwear, clinging perilously onto his hips—comes and unbuckles him from his crib. He'd rather be tied down there all night. He'd rather be left alone. Angrily, he kicks at Jack when he lifts him and cradles him over his shoulder. Jack's the problem. Jack's the one who shouldn't be here. He's stealing his daddy.

"That's no way to treat your papa," he murmurs. He pats Dennis' rump, bounces him and coos. Dennis hates that it's actually quite relaxing.

Through the baby monitor, Dennis can hear Robby stretching himself open. He knows that wet and sumptuously slow shlick, shlick, shlick sound. The accompanying visuals, however, do not appear in his mind. He finds that he cannot remember what Robby's bare body looks like. His memory has faded, and now he only recognises the signs of Robby's pleasure from the sounds Jack brings out in him—sounds he can only fear artificially through the medium of the baby monitor.

"Hey, hey, hey. Shhhh. Don't cry, baby boy. You don't like to hear your daddy like that? That's okay." Dennis isn't sure how to feel when Jack reaches out and silences the volume of the monitor's output audio. Jack secures him back into his crib, then ruffles his hair. "Back to sleep," he says tenderly. "Don't worry your pretty little head about what you hear Daddy and Papa do. It's big boy stuff. You wouldn't understand."

cmere white boy lemme study you

Love the soft, curious moments of them sharing about their own cultures, biology, etc. I do think Rocky would have a field day when Grace explains skin as a very sensitive and permeable organ with lots of stuff packed tight on the surface. Since goosebumps are very tactile, I thought Rocky would enjoy hearing those.

Also, bonus.

Rocky feels vaguely disgusted and neutral on being basically treated like an ice cream, but Grace looks nice when he's so desperate so he'll endure a little bit

They both find each other hot! But not everything, not immediately, and not in the same way or for the same reasons.

The breakdown goes like this:

Well that was Not Great. But he puts up with my weirdness, so. -> I know you need this so go ahead :) -> well. it's kinda hot the way it makes him so wet and desperate and I'm just standing here unaffected... -> oh yeah... put your fucking mouth on me... keep trying to lick me... -> Uh Oh! I think I'm fundamentally changed forever!

This post by @synthyk is so so good and right and big brained

day 247 / wishes for another time and place

can somebody tell me why theyre doomed in every universe

flipped ver and speedpaint below! (flashing lights warning for speedpaint)

Taking in a lot of the themes about creation in deltarune and thinking about Pink in chapter 5 had me thinking about her cousin and how he’d want to get in on making his dream come true as well (who wouldn’t?). It would be nice if MTT and Tenna could come to Castletown with Pink in chapter 6, but we’ll just have to wait and see.

I puzzled over drawing Pink as another ghost in the early part of the comic since ghosts in utdr lore dubiously can’t un-possess a vessel once they’ve chosen/bonded with it, and post-ch5, she’s possessing Asgore’s Mew Mew figurine, BUT for the sake of emoting/gesturing and showing her and MTT coming from the same place, I just had her as her ghost form. One last “HEY GUYS IM MOVING. GONNA GO LIVE AS MY REAL SELF BYE” before she’s gone. Gotta get her goodies, you know? And take her depressed cousin with her.

When MTT and Ralsei meet in the comic, I had Ralsei ask his name and pronouns, not only because it’s a first introduction and Ralsei is polite like that, but because he’s sensitive to the emotions of the Lightners. I also just like to see this greeting expressed in media because it should be so normal and natural, but with certain people in my life (even not explicitly anti-trans people) it turns a conversation tense or awkward. There’s nothing weird or wrong with asking someone’s preferred name and pronouns! And as a trans person, it doesn’t feel awkward to receive the question if it’s out of genuine respect and curiosity to get to know me. In fact, (like MTT in the comic) I’d be pleased to be extended that question in an introductory conversation. It’s no big deal to answer, just like answering “what’s your name?” Or “what are your hobbies?” It’s just another part of me, my gender identity. Nothing to be afraid of!

As for trans Ralsei, I see that trans coding within that goat… I don’t know what his gender identity is (since it seems even Ralsei has not figured that out about himself yet), but it’s there. Maybe we’ll see him explore more about himself, what he likes, who he feels he needs to be, and who he wants to be. And maybe Ralsei will realize she’s a girl or that they’re nonbinary (my personal headcanon leans Ralsei demigender—demigirl, demiboy, idk. But some kind of in-between) But that’s for Ralsei to figure out! I can only speculate… Whatever happens next for Ralsei, I hope he comes to love himself as an individual.

And Spamton. He enters the comic since he also has ties to MTT, but like with the rest of his life, he’s excluded, and worse, defeated by the reality of his world. It’s fiction, all of it. You might be able to draw the perfect you, might be able to imagine a body that would perfectly align with who you really are, but it’s all imaginary. An image. A dream. He’s trans despair (at least in this comic) for that discrepancy between body and mind that will always remain in some degree. His despair is the same as Mettaton’s despair, who narrates alongside Spamton’s visuals. They’re in unison there because they’ve both experienced the same feeling, only now with the help, care, support, and love of his community, Mettaton is able to feel more like himself—the true him through creation. It might be an imaginary Dark World, but it came to life with the love they all share, with the excitement they bring together to see Mettaton’s dream come to reality. When he leaves Castletown, he might just be a drawing of a fancy body, and Pink may just be a figure of a catgirl, but everyone they love helped them feel more themselves than they have their entire lives. And that made their real selves a reality.

And THAT’s why you share the pen with Spamton. He may be little and weird, you may not know him very well, but wouldn’t you have wanted that olive branch extended to you? Wouldn’t you have wanted someone to hand you the pen and tell you “I see you.”

Someone to be brave for.

excerpt is from chapter 29 of the novel.