This Is So Awsome. Love This

— Nikita Gill

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such cool animation. wow. love this <3

Happy Birthday, Ink!!!

Small animation for my boy, Ink. Inspired by one of the @comyet illustrations. I hope you like it ❤️

Ink!Sans belongs to @myebi / @comyet

yes i'm sure ais is towering over a 6'3 man

hyper shadow by @/bubblGst on tw

Oh this is nice

Between Ais and Leander

Leander and MC are walking from the Wet Wick when he casually asks, "So, you and Ais, huh?" He says it with a smile, like it’s nothing, just friendly interest.

MC might brush it off, might confirm it, might say nothing at all. It doesn’t matter. Leander hums, gaze flicking ahead like he’s barely thinking about it. Then, almost offhandedly—"You ever wonder why he’s always looking for a fight?"

If MC questions him, he just laughs, shaking his head. "No reason. Just something I’ve noticed. The guy doesn’t do anything unless he gets something out of it. And you? You’re something, alright."

The way he says it is warm, maybe even teasing, but there’s something else under it. A suggestion. A quiet reminder that Ais isn’t just harmless fun. That Leander, of course, is only looking out for them.

He doesn’t push it. Just lets the words hang there, giving MC something to think about. And if later, just once, they hesitate around Ais—Leander will notice. And he’ll smile.

when u get a little too used to the peace

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