#birb asks

YESSS

ZUTARA AND TAANG FTW

No. Hold on..

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It's adorable! Its ear tufts! Its beady eyes!

If this is about the quick animatic "le poof" scene.

I intended to draw a DT fused state of a normal (slight overbite) human skull for sans.

As Sans slowly melt and crumble away, the DT fused with his joints will come apart and the bones themselves will literally collapse under lack of support before poof into dust.

The human skeleton is held up by tendons, muscles and ligaments. DT basically replaced whatever was there before Sans died in "Dust" for the first time.

To answer your other question:

My style is semi-realistic, I like to mix the original cartoonist style with some real life references.

Here's a short post on how I intend to draw my Glitchtale trios.

1. What was your very first pet?

My mom and dad have always had dogs, but the first pet I had that belonged to me was a Chihuahua named Bo. He hated everyone else that wasn’t me but loved me to death.

4. What pet do you want next?

I really want a green cheeked conure they’re just so cute.

5. What’s a pet you never want to own?

A duck. They’re so gross and I worked with way too many of them in the wildlife center to want to clean up after one if I kept it in the house. Other than those guys, honestly a cat. They’re so sweet but I’m allergic and with my love of birds I just can’t have them in the same house without being super worried.

13. What is your pet’s favorite food(s)?

<3 !! 

as i’m very predictable and fond of fantasy, that’s what i’ve been fiddling around with most lately. i’ve kinda figured out more about the world & meshed different characters into the same world? aka, if anyone ever wants a good three paragraphs of worldbuilding about shitty fantasy druids, which is only one area, i’m ya gal. 

okay tho! theophilus XI vilema (theo, for short, because who is going to say that entire thing) is the cousin of a royal family, distant enough that he doesn’t have to worry about the throne, but close enough that he’s seen himself appointed to the position of regional inquisitor - just detective, made to sound properly fantasy. he doesn’t dislike it, but he doesn’t quite like it either, and the intensive work combined with the morbid old government house he’s been given are not exactly doing wonders for his obsessive & imaginative personality. he’s grim and kind of weird & every time he smiles it looks like his face shouldn’t be doing that. at least four of his ancestors are ghosts, including two feuding, deceptive brothers, an angry old woman, and a woman who sacrificed her heart to prevent military conquest. he does not like the fact that ghosts are probably out there. 

zella renaten is two countries over from theo and not at all related to him. she’s the court blacksmith for a different province, and has held this position ever since an injury made it so that she couldn’t keep being a knight. she prefers being a smith, & is probably the most blithe person you’ll meet in the keep - considering the most notable members of the court are a straight-laced old woman who is terrifyingly competent, and the distressingly beautiful and cadaverous spymaster, whose entire room is coated in roses. it’s disgusting. zella is simple, ignoring the fact that she’s half fire elemental, and she just enjoys working the forge, constructing new things to past the time, and engaging in some drunken gossip. she crafted her own leg braces after her injury - she’s got a knack for crafting, naturally. 

ismerasse of chalila is a sea elf, married off to a high elven king for the diplomatic possibilities and because it was decided that she would be the best at manipulating surface interests to serve their own. half of isme’s personality is shaped by constantly being around political manipulation and unsteady courtly politics from a young age, and the other half is constantly striving to play the role of queen mother, mother to her people, gentle scolding ruler (to contrast her husband maelorin’s slightly heavy handed approach to ruling). she burns bridges subtly whenever she feels someone is too close to tearing down her facade, and then reconstructs them when she realizes she kind of wants someone to break down that facade. and then doesn’t want the vulnerability that entails. rinse, repeat, so goes the cycle. she’d sell her husband for one corn chip, but he’s fairly okay when it comes down to it. 

lylindil vanh is isme’s husband’s right hand woman, raised from birth to be the perfect high elven battlemage and inquisitor. naturally, when someone is raised exclusively to fill a role, they become a disastrous wreck of a person when things that don’t concern that role come up. lylindil is closer to a ticking time bomb than a person, a wretched stew of bottled up emotions, desperation, and a yearning for beauty and art. she constantly waffles between how to express things, and usually settles on committing herself violently to her role, revelling in fighting and stomach-turning bloodshed. the more she’s unable to align conflicting parts of herself, however, the more volatile her magic grows. and she kind of enjoys it that way. she’s going to have her downfall, but damn if it won’t be worthy of a tragic play. isme and her may possibly have an affair, when maelorin’s head is deliberately turned.