#(like punning with sans or smiling with undyne)

[littlebittykittycommittee]

I know there are some theories about what happens in Soulless Pacifist and what Chara is up to (genuinely out to kill and maybe has already killed? passive aggressive little pissbaby getting in a Sans-style passive aggressive parting shot?), but what if BOTH were true?

Chara is genuinely corrupted and dead inside, just playing along until they can kill on the Surface because that's their purpose, that's the only meaning they can get out of what they've seen and experienced, they can't connect to these people anymore

and how CAN they

Toriel looks through them

Asgore won't even say their name

They're a ghost, unanchored and adrift, unloved and unwanted, tied to a heartless higher being who plays with all its toys and breaks them and doesn't care.

So why should they?

And then

Asriel tells them how much he loves them.

Asriel keeps calling them by name, and keeps telling them how much he loves them.

And Asriel starts crying.

(They hate seeing him cry.)

Until even THIS Lost Soul, turned twisted and made malignant, starts to remember.

How he found them.

How he saved them.

Being a family…

So when Frisk calls out one last time, it SAVES two Lost SOULs simultaneously - like Sans and Papyrus, like Asgore and Toriel - and Chara and Asriel.

(Asriel SAVEs Chara AND the world without even knowing it. Through the power of being a crybaby. GOATed.)

(Not pictured: Chara, snapped back to their old self and now in an emotional tailspin of guilt and anger and other complicated emotions over what they did, lets it out in the most emotionally healthy and constructive manner possible! Tormenting their "partner" with creepy faces and creepy photos to guilt-trip them into leaving, because that always makes Chara feel better >=))

[imtrashraccoon]

Guess who's back

Lolita anon ‼️ (*｀▽´*)

An ask for the UT!, US! And UF! Papyri and sanses!

(Since some of the skelies dont have a scarf or bandana thing uhhh, its winter for their part of the ask so they are wearing one since scarfs are required </3)

They were getting ready when S/O walked up to them, gesturing to the scarf saying that they want to do it for them

When they're done they pull back and...

The scarf is tied into a bow

Before they can react they just hear "because you're a gift" and they walk away with a squeaking guinea pig

It isnt until later they realize that was a distraction of the fact they bought a guinea pig

Its named kitty now even though it is not a cat

(＃ﾟДﾟ) its 4 AM here though so i need to sleep, bye bye !!! (*´∀`)♪

I always enjoy writing your requests! I must apologize that it took me this long since I was doing the Don't Imagine requests, but it's here now. (Side note: I have a couple of those that still need finishing but I took a small break from writing this week.) I hope you like this.

Undertale: Classic (Sans) & Vanilla (Papyrus)

Classic

He was about to head out to pick up Frisk from school and wouldn't have even put a scarf on if his brother hadn't insisted on it. The cold goes right through him after all... He's a little taken aback when you offer to tie it but he lets you since he likes seeing you happy. Although, the bow is a little...childish. He's not a babybones, okay? He'll wait to untie it until he's out of sight so he doesn't hurt your feelings.

The mild flirting does get him to blush a little. Shucks, he's not sure how to react to that except to make a pun about his presence. He definitely can't untie the bow now, not with how sincere you were. He leaves none the wiser with a bit of a spring in his step.

It's only an hour later that he remembers the guinea pig and realizes that you purposely distracted him. He's still impressed by the pun but he's also not sure why you did it. He doesn't care if you've collected another pet, so long as it's properly looked after anyways. If anything, he just got another nap buddy. Do guinea pigs even take naps? Eh, he'll ask you about it later.

Vanilla

He was on his way to meet Undyne for a "training" session (really just a glorified snow fight) and had started putting on his winter gear when you offered to help. He explains that unlike his brother, he doesn't need assistance with this sort of thing but humours your odd request with a smile. He's a little taken aback when you decide to tie his scarf into a bow but can't deny that he actually likes it. He almost wishes he'd worn his scarf like this as a babybones.

He blushes a little and manages a quiet "nyeheheh", although it takes him a second to realize that you weren't just flirting and also made a clever pun. He's rather impressed that you managed to trick him like that and he'll be thinking of a way to get you back for the rest of the day. He might get a little more flustered than he normally would when Undyne inevitably asks why his scarf is tied the way it is.

He noticed the guinea pig immediately but didn't get a chance to ask about it in the moment. He'll be sure to ask you about it later and will be overjoyed at your name choice. He's also curious about how you care for a guinea pig and wonders if it would be lonely by itself. Maybe you should get it a friend?

Underfell: Crimson (Sans) & Scar (Papyrus)

Crimson

He's of the opinion that he doesn't need a scarf and that he looks silly with one anyways. He's only stepping out for some fresh air and even if the weather does turn, he's been through worse. He only relents when you start to pout and mutters under his breath about how he really should start saying no to you. Unfortunately for you, he absolutely hates the bow and protests that you're going to ruin his reputation. He tears it off immediately and storms out, although it's obvious that he's more embarrassed than angry.

He's blushing but more from embarrassment than your flirting attempt. He'll cool off by the time he gets back but it gives him plenty of time to think of a way to embarrass you in return so you better watch out.

Fortunately, the distraction was very effective and he's completely surprised when he eventually does find out about the guinea pig. He's a little weirded out by it but ultimately deems it not his problem. You've been good about looking after your bunnies so it'll probably be fine. Just, keep it away from him? He's not keen on rodents, even if it's a lot cuter than most are.

Scar

He was about to go check on the goats since one is about to give birth any day now when you offered to help him with his scarf. At first, he didn't understand what you were asking since he knows perfectly well how to tie one. When you still insist on helping him, he gets suspicious but bends down enough so you can reach. He almost laughs when you tie it in a bow and gives you a bit of a patronizing pat on the head. He explains that he's too old for that now but he appreciates your efforts to make him feel special. He unties the bow afterwards and leaves with a smile.

It's only when he's inside the barn that he allows his composure to break. Why do you have to be so cute?! It was a corny attempt at flirting but it still left his soul fluttering. He'll eventually think of a way to respond that is equally as clever.

He noticed the guinea pig but was too focused on remaining in control of his emotions to say anything. He'll casually bring it up later on, possibly catching you by surprise, and make sure you're aware of how much work it can be to look after it. You do know that they're social animals and should have a companion so it won't be lonely, right? And don't even think about putting it in the same enclosure as your bunnies or he'll lecture you about that too.

Underswap: Dell (Sans) & Saffron (Papyrus)

Dell

He was off to work when you stopped him and asked to tie his scarf. He starts to say no but you immediately put on puppy eyes and he can't bear the thought of making you upset. He's a grown skeleton and doesn't normally like being fussed over like this. He blushes at how close you're standing and can't bring himself to look at you directly. The bow really doesn't help him calm down either.

He was already blue in the face but your attempt at flirting only made it worse. He doesn't know how to respond and bashfully rubs the back of his skull. At least he now knows you were being clever and not infantilizing him, intentionally or not. He's pleased as punch while driving to work afterwards and only unties the bow when he arrives.

He was much too flustered to even register that you were holding a guinea pig and only remembered when he got home in the evening. He's ecstatic about the new addition to the household and finds their name rather amusing. He's curious about the differences between a guinea pig and a rabbit so you better be prepared to answer a lot of questions.

Saffron

He only wanted to step outside for a smoke break when you ambushed him and insisted that he wear a scarf. At first, he attempts to weasel his way out of it and makes a few puns to distract you. Unfortunately, you're equally as stubborn and physically loop it around his vertebrae. He relents after that but not without commenting that he's not a babybones anymore. He's actually stunned when you tie the scarf into a bow and stands there silently as you leave.

Once he gets over the shock, he's secretly very impressed. You got him good and he's not so sure he can top that. He ends up playing with the ends of the scarf instead of doing what he originally planned to. You're too good to him and he finds his soul swelling with joy afterwards.

He definitely saw the guinea pig but was too distracted to dwell on it. He'll hide his surprise when you eventually tell him about it but he doesn't mind the new addition. The name gets him to snicker a little and he can't help but ask why you're like this. He's not complaining though; you make his life better just by being in it. He'll pay close attention to how you care for it so you don't have to worry if you aren't able to for whatever reason.

[quichein-me-softly]

Hi! sorry to bother but I was wondering if you could do a sans x reader where it's like a first kiss scenario? It's alr if you can't! Have a great day!!

Author's note: No bother at all! And I'd actually like to thank you for being my first ask! Feel free to return with any new ideas lol

first kiss w/ sans

The stars shimmer softly above, casting a gentle glow over the empty picnic spot. The last of the laughter had faded, and the quiet hum of the night settled around you.

The day had been loud—filled with chatter and cheerful chaos. Papyrus and Undyne’s friendly bickering echoed over the hill as they teased each other about their sparring match, Alphys trying (and only half-succeeding) to wrangle Frisk into helping with an experiment that’d apparently gone slightly awry, Toriel chiding Asgore over a mix-up with the picnic basket.

But they've all gone home, leaving you with only the soft sounds of the night and the gentle presence of Sans beside you.

He leans back on the blanket, hands tucked behind his head, staring up at the stars with that familiar, lazy grin of his. “gotta hand it to ya, sunshine. pretty solid idea for a get-together. beats grillbz any day.”

You laugh, nudging him lightly. “Oh, come on, nothing beats Grillby’s in your book.”

“eh, fair point. still, wouldn’t mind doin’ this again. maybe next time, i’ll even bring my… stellar humor.”

You snort, rolling your eyes. “Oh, no. Please spare me the space puns, Sans. I don’t think I can take any more.”

“oh, c’mon, ya gotta admit, they're outta this world.”

You groan, hiding a grin. “Alright, I right walked into that one.”

"i call that a job well pun," he replied with a wink. You groan.

Then, you both fall into a comfortable silence, the night sky stretching endlessly above. The darkness wraps around you, serene and familiar, and you feel yourself relax into it, savoring the quiet, steady rhythm of simply being by his side. The world feels distant, leaving just the two of you, sharing a peace that needs no words.

After a moment, you tilt your head towards him, a thought surfacing as you gaze up at the sky. “Did monsters ever make wishes down in the Underground?” The question comes out softly, almost as if you’re afraid to break the spell of the moment.

“wishes, huh?” he echoes, his gaze staying fixed on the stars.

Sans' smile softens, and for a fleeting moment, something deeper lingers in his gaze. "yeah… yeah, we did. used to make ‘em all the time."

He pauses for a few seconds, choosing his next words carefully. "wishin' and waitin'… that was kinda all we had, y'know? we'd look up at the crystals in Waterfall, just hopin' someone out there might actually hear us." There’s something soft and somber in his tone, something that speaks of countless nights spent in darkness, staring up at artificial lights and longing for something… different.

As if the universe was listening, a shooting star streaks across the sky, a brief but brilliant trail of light. You catch your breath, feeling a little thrill as you shut your eyes and make a wish before the light disappears.

When you open your eyes, Sans is watching you with a faint, curious smile. “well, did ya wish for somethin’ good?”

“I did,” you reply, feeling your cheeks warm slightly. “What about you? Did you wish for anything?”

Sans leans back again, stuffing his hands into his hoodie pockets. He hesitates a little, his face a touch more serious. "heh, if i told ya, it wouldn't come true."

But there’s something in the way he’s looking at you now, lingering just a little too long, as if he’s forgotten to say something else. The silence stretches, and before he can stop himself, he mumbles, “can’t help it, though… feels like i might be fallin’ for ya.”

The words hang between you, and he visibly tenses, realizing what he’s just said. “uh, i mean—trippin’. heh, yeah. trippin’ for ya… guess i… gotta watch my step…” But the attempt to backtrack doesn’t fool either of you.

His face softens, the humor falling away as his gaze meets yours with something far more honest, even a little shy.

Heart pounding, you leaned closer, the fabric of your clothes brushing together as you whispered his name, barely able to find your voice.

"Sans?"

“what?” he murmurs, the word barely more than a breath, his voice tender and uncharacteristically soft.

Before you know it, you’ve closed the gap, your lips brushing his teeth in a feather-light touch. For a moment, he doesn’t move, and you worry you’ve crossed a line, that this might be too much—too soon. But then, his hand comes up to cup your cheek, hesitant yet grounding, as if he’s anchoring himself in the moment.

The kiss is soft and achingly gentle.

When you pull back, his eyes meet yours, carrying a warmth that speaks louder than any words. The moment hangs between you, charged with something fragile yet profound, neither of you daring to look away.

Finally he leans forward, his mouth brushing yours once more, this time with a little more confidence. The hum of his magic mingles with the crisp night air as he pulls you closer, his thumb gently stroking your cheek as he deepens the kiss. Each movement is careful and deliberate, as though he’s savoring something he’s barely dared to hope for. The kiss holds a quiet sincerity, making it feel precious—like he’s offering you a part of himself.

As you part, he lets out a soft, breathy chuckle, his eyes crinkling at the corners in that familiar way that shows he’s genuinely happy. The sound fills the quiet night, a soft echo of joy that lingers between you.

“So,” you say softly, trying to calm your racing heart, “what’d you wish for?”

He looks at you, his voice softened by a gentleness that feels almost like an answer in itself. “maybe i’ll tell ya someday…”

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

The Undertale characters are having a family dinner with their S/O's family. S/O's grandma starts to flirt with them, but not really seriously. They're charming them playfully. They are just charmed by their partner and want to know more. How do they react?

Undertale Sans - He's flirting back with a lot of puns. He's glad at least your grandma likes him and he will spend most of the dinner with her, chatting like they've known each other for years. Sans loves old people, they always have the craziest stories to tell. They're a good public for his old-fashioned sense of humor too.

Undertale Papyrus - He's playing along, blushing and pretending to be overwhelmed by the compliments, and playfully fighting to give the best compliment to your grandma in return. He's having fun. He loves your grandma. She's great to bitch on people with! They need to hang out someday!

Undertale Toriel - Being an old lady herself, they become besties in like an hour or so. Toriel is playing along and is having fun, flirting back with no shame at all. After an hour or so, they are both on her phone checking pie recipes and sharing cooking secrets, and then they both disappear to go cook something because now they have to absolutely try it! You're not seeing either your girlfriend or your grandma for the rest of the dinner lol.

Undertale Asgore - He's blushing. Your grandma is hitting right every time she's talking to him and he's getting a bit overwhelmed. You joke asking him to be careful because your grandma will surely steal his heart and he throws you the most distressed look either. Please don't encourage her??? Save him instead! He's a mess and the dinner didn't even start yet!

Undertale Undyne - Your grandma can't stop petting her muscles and Undyne actually doesn't care at all, simply flexing to impress her. You're not sure what you're thinking of all of this honestly. Undyne is playing along and is determined to make a best friend out of your grandma. When you bring the plates, you catch them talking randomly about how to make Undyne's scales shinier and you decide it's best to not listen more.

Undertale Alphys - Alphys is a bit shy around your grandma at first, but as she gets more comfortable, you discover she can flirt as well, really savagely and with no remorse. It's a cheesy flirt contest now, and you're just staring in shock, wondering what is happening to your socially awkward girlfriend. Alphys is excited the next time you tell her you're taking her to have dinner in your grandma's house. Your grandma has Alphys' number now and they're chatting all night long as well.

Undertale Frisk - Do I even need to mention how Frisk is flirting back, saying the weirdest things possible to make your grandma howl with laughter? Frisk loves the attention, they love your grandma and they will do anything to have a reaction. They never have a real human family, but you have the feeling it's about to change soon.

Undertale Chara - They're smiling to be polite, but clearly, they're not too comfortable with this, searching your eyes. You can see they're calling you for help, but, eh, you're just staring back. Your grandma is having fun for once, you don't want to ruin her fun. Chara can deal with this. You're going to pay back though, be careful. You owe them one.

Undertale Mettaton - You didn't know your grandma is a big fan of Mettaton. As soon as she starts to flatter his shows, you know it's so over for you. Mettaton forgot your existence and is all over your grandma, showing her all of his merch and signing things and slowly dragging her towards the exit as he absolutely wants to bring her to his set and to doll her up to present her in his next show. You're weakly trying to stop him but you know it's no use. Once Mettaton is decided to do something, he will do it, either you say something about it or not.

Undertale Gaster - He's distressed now. You told him to be nice to your grandma and not be a grunch, and he promised he would, but please... That's the third cake he has to eat entirely because your grandma thinks he's too skinny and he's going to get sick, he swears he's going to get sick. Can he please stop now? He can't do this for another hour. He's begging you now.

Undertale Grillby - He's a bit shy, and your grandma pressuring him to talk more about himself is starting to make him anxious. The fact she's getting closer and closer to him doesn't help either. She clearly loves to touch his flames, to the point she's sticking her entire hands in them even though Grillby is weakly trying to ask her to not do that. Please save him.

Undertale Muffet - Honestly, you're in shock after Muffet purposely gives your grandmother a free pastry, and then a second one as your grandma praises her. What's going on? Did your grandma just tame Muffet??? Muffet is never giving pastries for free, NEVER. Your grandma is just special you guess. You're so jealous actually.

Undertale Burgerpants - Your grandma just pet him and now Burgerpants is crying on her laps telling her everything Mettaton is doing to her and how he's going to have a mental breakdown if he keeps working there and your grandma is comforting him and telling him he worths more than this and that's she's going to sue that robot's ass for bullying her grandson-in-law. You're too in shock to say anything.

Undertale Flowey - Flowey is hissing and screaming but it's too late. Your grandma decided to fertilize him because his petals are not shiny enough. You wave goodbye at Flowey, promising you will remember him, as he's getting dragged in the garden. Flowey curses you and your descendants for twenty generations.

Undertale Gerson - He's laughing so much you have to ask him and your grandma to lower their voice volume. Gerson answers back that he'll shut up once you buy him and your grandma hearing aids lol. Your grandma approves and calls you a little brat for ruining their fun. You're defeated.

[nightmare-angel-ao3]

Part Of The First Chapter of The Desired Fallen Flower

'How did my life get here? Why did he betray me? Why did I have to die?' I think as I fall off the cliff with magic bones in my chest. I think back to the start of the day and how it starts out so typically.

          I woke up next to Sans this morning, cuddling up next to me to help with his nightmares. I shift to sit up, looking at the time, before sighing and moving to kiss Sans: "Sans, it's time to get up. It is almost eight… Paps will be here soon to wake us up." I feel him shift next to me, only for him to wrap his arms around me before pulling me into his hold and nuzzling me.

          "Paps will understand. Let's get more sleep, (Name)." Sans kisses me as he shifts me underneath him.

          "SANS! (NAME)! IT'S TIME FOR YOU TWO TO GET UP! I HAVE BREAKFAST ALREADY MADE FOR YOU TWO!" Papyrus calls from the other side of the door as I smile at Sans with an "I told you so" smile.

          "We will be down in a little bit, Paps," I call back as I nuzzle closer to Sans, "I just got to make sure Sans is awake!"

          "I UNDERSTAND, (NAME)! PLEASE MAKE SURE MY LAZY BROTHER IS UP!" Papyrus exclaims as I hear him walk away from the door.

          "Looks like I truly have to make sure you are up after a Paps promise," I kiss Sans all over him before he shifts to pin me.

          "I'm up… But you shouldn't tease me, (Name)," Sans hums as he kisses me back. "But I will say you always know how to wake me up the best," Sans would sit on his bed, freeing me.

          "Of course I do! I'm your and Papyrus' Papyrus'ssoulmatePapyrus’s soulmate, and in two months, we will be soul-bonded." I smile, excited about the future.

          "Once we are bonded, I want to move into that house I showed you, (Name)," Sans purrs as he pulls me to him, giving me one more kiss. "Best get dressed dressed to go down to eat, or Paps will come to chase us out."

          "That is true," I free myself from him to grab some of my clothes and one of Sans' blue jackets.

          "Stealing one of my jackets, (Name)?" Sans raises his bone brow as he teleports behind me. "I like you in my jacket," Sans hugs me from behind as I struggle to get my clothes on.

          "Sans, you are making it hard for me to get dressed," I whine as he leans on me, nuzzling his face into my neck. "Hey, Sans, no falling asleep on me!" I huff as I hear him snoring as he lays against me. I manage to wake Sans plus get him off me, "Come on now, let's go eat."

          "Yeah, Paps most likely has a feast for us," Sans hums as he takes my hand before teleporting us to the kitchen.

          "Really, Sans, we could have walked," I stick my tongue out at Sans, who just laughs in return.

          "That would take too long, (Name)," Sans leads me to the table before pulling out a chair. "Here you are, my lady," Sans jokes as he bows to me.

          "Thank you, Sir Sans." I sit down on the chair and look over at Papyrus. What is for breakfast, Paps?"

          "I MADE YOUR FAVORITE, OMLETE WITH A SIDE OF BACON AND TO DRINK IS A MOCHA LATTE!" Papyrus informs me as he brings them over to us.

          "Omlete, you know how great you are, bro," Sans hums as he looks at Papyrus.

          SANS! IT IS TOO EARLY FOR PUNS!" Papyrus groans at Sans' pun, causing me to giggle as I watch them interact; this is life for me.

          "So, what are your guy's plans?" I inquire as I start to eat my food.

          "I HAVE POLICE TRAINING AND THEN TRAINING WITH UNDYNE," Papyrus informs me happily as he looks up at me, "THEN TORIEL ASKED ME TO BABYSIT FRISK."

          "Sounds like a busy day. When you see Frisk, Toriel, and Undyne, please tell them hi for me," I hum before I turn to look at Sans.

          "I have to help Alphys in the lab, meet with Asgore, and judge the new members of the Guardians," Sans discloses as he looks over at me.

          "WHAT DO YOU HAVE PLAN, (NAME)?" Papyrus asks as he looks over at me with interest.

          "I have a meeting with Alexander, then I have a meeting with the council of mages and Samuel, and finally, I meet up with Jackson and Ryan to count all of the Fallen in the forest," I sigh as I finish my breakfast.

          "WE ALL HAVE BUSY DAYS TODAY," Papyrus sighed. I could see that Papyrus was disappointed.

          "Don't worry, bro… We'll be able to get together for breakfast in the morning," Sans looks at me excitedly.

          "REALLY?" Papyrus looks over at me with an excited look.

          "Yeah, Paps, I promise," I affirm as I get up, picking up the dishes before doing the dishes.

          Sans walks behind me before wrapping his arms around my waist, "I will see you when you get home tonight." I turn to kiss Sans quickly, which he responds before looking at Papyrus waving, "I will see you tomorrow, bro." Sans would teleport away to go do his jobs.

          "I'M HEADING OUT, TOO! I WILL SEE YOU TOMORROW, (NAME)!" Papyrus calls out as I head him to leave out the front door.

          "Peace and quiet before work," I hum as I clean the dishes from breakfast. After a while, I freeze, feeling an eye on me; I quickly turn around to see no one standing behind me. "What the hell…" I mutter as I put the clean dishes to dry before grabbing my stuff and heading out to meet Alexander.

          I arrive at the location to meet Alexander, an old colleague from the Guardian who was already there. When he notices me, he waves me, "(Name), over here!"

          "Hey, Alex!" I walk over to him before sitting down across from him. "How is everything going with the Guardians? I know that the number of humans becoming Fallen has increased, most having their humanity… But those not having humanity…" I inquire after my years among the Guardian.

          "They are fine… With humans and monsters joining the Guardians, we are getting the numbers… But we are also losing the numbers… You may not know this, but in the areas that don't have the Fallen hierarchy, more Fallen with no humanity have appeared… They are killing more Guardians than we are getting to join… We think someone is trying to create an army of Fallen, but we have no clue who," Alexander sighs as he leans back in his chair. "It would help if the mages took the Fallen seriously," he huffs in annoyance at the mages.

          "I have a meeting with them after our talk," I informed him, and I felt like I was being watched again, causing me to look around.

          "You okay, (Name)?" Alexander looks at me, extremely worried.

          "Yeah, I just feel like I am being watched," I sigh as I look back at Alexander. I get up from the table and look at him. I need to go meet with the council… Wish me luck convincing them that the Fallen without humanity is a serious threat."

          "Good luck, (Name)," Alexander smiles at me, waving as I walk away from him.

          It would take me ten minutes to get to the council meeting hall, and the meeting would take over three hours with all the arguments and the stubborn views of the council members. "Finally, it ends, those stubborn old bastards," I groan as I walk out with one of the younger council members who is on my side.

          "I did think it was that bad, (Name)," Samuel laughs as he walks beside me.

          "Not that bad! They haven't taken the Fallen with no humanity seriously, and more of them appear each day!" I growl with annoyance at the council ignoring the Fallen issues altogether.

[youracebuddy]

This is my first fanfiction that I’m proud of enough to publish, and I hope you enjoy it! A quick disclaimer: I don’t know much about Outertale, so please excuse me if it isn’t very accurate.

I also posted this on AO3, if you are interested! :3

Sans x Reader- Outertale

-Drifting through space-

It was a rather normal, bland day in the grand universe. The stars had to be documented and explored, the spaceship needed to be refueled, and you needed to go stop off at Grillby’s to get some lunch. It was just as lively as ever there- with the patrons huddled together in their little cliques, talking about their newest discoveries and adventures- with all of the regulars in their respective spots. And as usual, he was there. It was a bit silly to admit, but over time, you had grown fond of Sans. You developed a love for his god-awful space jokes and puns, which always seemed to cheer you up after a long day. You fell in love with how his eyelights seemed to glimmer at the mere thought of the universe, and how he absolutely loved to tell you everything about his job. It seemed you couldn’t go a day without him telling you about a brand new star, planet, or constellation. Last but certainly not least, you loved him. Sure, he liked to joke around and push your buttons sometimes. But below the surface was a kind, hopeful, and intelligent skeleton- that would do anything for the people that he loved.

Your body seemed to move on its own, quickly maneuvering through the lunch rush and delivering you right to him. With not a second to spare, you sat down… only to be met with the familiar sound of a whoopee cushion. Sans’ head instantly perked up at the sound, a playful smile lazily spread across his skull. “ah, the good old whoopee cushion on the seat trick. sorry about that buddy, that was for paps. but, he must be busy fighting aliens or somethin’ now.” He mused, grinning more at the thought. It wasn’t too hard to picture papyrus as a space cop, as he did always want to help others. “although, knowing how he is, he’s probably just giving them a slap on the wrist and some spaghetti. he can’t stay mad at anyone for too long.” Your thoughts were practically read aloud as he spoke, making you shoot him a bewildered look. He simply shrugged, and allowed you to speak up. “Are you sure that he never stays angry at anyone for too long? What about that time where you wouldn’t clean your socks out of your spaceship for a whole month?” You inquired, reaching out and gently poking his nasal cavity. He simply batted away your hand, another chuckle escaping his perma-smile as he did so. “anyways, what’s up with you today? you look like someone told you that you need to actually work for once.” And there it was again: his attention to detail. It came in handy when repairing a rocket ship or computer together, but really put you in a downside in just about any other situation. You stumbled over your words for a moment, before spitting out what was on your mind. “Ihavetogotoandjumptoaplanetbutidontwanttodealwiththat-“ You were quickly cut off by sans, a confused glimmer in his eyelights. “whoah, hold on there, pal. i can’t tell what you’re sayin’ when you talk that fast. care to slow down a bit?” He spoke, laughing in a lighthearted manner at your shenanigans. You took a deep breath to calm your nerves, and slowed down to properly explain yourself. “You see… Undyne told me that my job today is to explore a nearby planet, and to make sure that the ecosystem is doing alright. But, it’s close enough where it would be a waste of rocket fuel to go there by rocket. So, I’ll have to just jump there and wait for gravity to do its thing.” “and?” He inquired, giving you a knowing look. “if it was that easy, wouldn’t you have already done it?” You sighed at his words, silently cursing yet again that he was so inquisitive. After a moment of hesitation, you spoke up again. “Well… you see… I’m afraid of floating out in space.” After you finished talking, you waited with bated breath for him to laugh. It was such a ridiculous fear to have when you worked in space, and were constantly exposed to it. But, he didn’t make a sound. Instead, a gloved hand placed on your own pulled you out of your self-deprecating thoughts.

You instantly looked over, wondering if you had hallucinated the sensation. But, to your surprise, he had his hands gently cupped around your own, with his expression almost… sympathetic? “pal. it’s alright. everyone is scared of something, and it’s nothing to be ashamed about.” Your brain came to a halt at his words, almost immediately putting an end to your negative thoughts. You opened your mouth to try and speak, but all that came out was a mumbled ‘thank you…’. You slowly wrapped your hands around his in return, finding comfort in the familiar warmth of his gloves. He tightened his grip on your hands, as if worried that you would pull away. “hey… i’m scared of some things too. i’m terrified of putting away my socks- it chills me to the bone.” “SANS!” You yelped, letting out a few snorts at just how bad the puns were. “Of course you would say that…” You murmured, unable to keep a hint of affection from slipping through your tone. He seemed to notice this, as his expression softened along with your own. “alright. i know i never do this, but I’m going to be serious for a moment, alright?” You were going to make a snarky remark at his words, but his serious expression stopped you in your tracks. He slowly pulled your hands towards his chest, placing them over his soul. “look. i know that it’s scary, hell, i was scared of it at some point,” He chuckled at the memory, his smile widening further. “papy had to throw me into space at one point. it wasn’t pretty, to say the least. ever hear me scream into the abyss of space? a-anyways, back on topic.” He muttered, clearing his non-existent throat. “look. it’s not a perfect idea, but how about i come with you? it’s certainly a lot better than being thrown into space, though. well, i could always do that if you wished-“ “NO, I’m good!” You spoke up, chuckling sheepishly. You carefully slipped one of your hands out of his comforting grip, and brought it up to his cheek. It was cool to the touch, and surprisingly… squishy? You couldn’t help but to feel it for a moment, lost in curiosity and completely forgetting about why you held his cheek in the first place. It must have been why he was able to be so expressive, despite having no skin or muscle in the first place. But, you were quickly pulled out of your thoughts when a soft blue blush started to spread across his cheekbones. You could feel your own cheeks burning in embarrassment, and you decided to speak up and hopefully stop anything from escalating further. “T-Thank you. It means a lot to me to know that I’m not alone, especially in the cold, empty void of space.” You muttered, voice shaking sightly in embarrassment. You quickly removed your hand from his cheek, not finding the strength to look him in the eyes. “I’ll owe you so much ketchup for this…” You mumbled, feeling your heart ease at the sound of sans’ light, gentle laugh. “hey, i was planning on doing it for free. but being paid is pretty good too, especially if ketchup is on the table.” He mused, seemingly excited by the idea. He slowly stood up beside you, waiting for you to lead the way. Surprisingly, he offered you his hand to lead him. “i know i’m not exactly the gentlemanly type, but how about i hold your hand on the way there? don’t want you to get cold feet, after all.” He teased, his smile quickly turning smug. You were quick to accept his offer, which only made him all the more pleased. But, he held his tongue, and decided against flustering you further. After a quick walk out of Grillby’s and a few confused glances from the diners, you were whisked back out into the familiar emptiness of space. But, what you walked into was nothing like you had ever seen before. In the short amount of time you had been inside of the diner, countless shooting stars decided to make their appearance and dance across the cosmos.

They shot through the black abyss, leaving shimmering trails of stardust in their wake. The previously inky abyss that laid before them was now packed to the brim with color, with patches of bold turquoise, gentle lavender, and noble gold scattered as far as the eye could see. They pranced and twirled across the cosmos in a slow, ethereal dance, lulling the universe into a state of bliss. You tried to say something- ANYTHING- but you were stripped of your words. When you managed to tear your eyes away from the spectacle above, they latched back onto the familiar figure of Sans. His skull was tilted up to the spectacle above, illuminated by the countless shades of stardust. After what seemed to feel like an eternity, he turned back to you, his smile wider than you had ever seen it before. His eyelights shimmered with an almost childlike sense of wonder, glowing almost as bright as the stars above. Without a second thought, he leaped into the symphony of color above, and pulled you up along with him. Your body was flung into shock at the sudden loss of gravity, and by a primal instinct, you clung to the closest thing that you could. In this case, that ‘thing’ was Sans. After your thoughts of panic cleared your brain, you were quick to notice that you were holding onto something that was… soft? With one quick glance up, you realized that you had practically engulfed sans in your arms when you were sent into a panic. You hurriedly pried yourself off of his form, and held onto him by the shoulders. But before you could apologize for your actions, his expression snapped you out of your thoughts. His eyelights had completely vanished from his eyesockets, and his cheekbones were once more dusted with a deep shade of cobalt blue. Concerned, you yet again moved one of your hands up to his cheek, and cupped the side of his soft, cool face. He brought his gloved hand back up to his face, and gingerly placed his phalanges atop of your own. His eyelights slowly came back into focus, and settled back down on your own eyes.

He spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, as he knew that his voice would shake if he spoke any louder. “you sure do know how to make a skeleton flustered, don’t ya…? well, i can’t exactly say that I don’t mind it.” He mumbled, letting out a soft, embarrassed chuckle. “but hey- if it helps you with your fear, feel free to hold me all you like. it’s a lot better than screaming my ears off.” “You don’t even have ears.” You mumbled through a small pout, but were quick to accept his offer for the millionth time. You gently wrapped your arms back around him, and glanced up to look at your surroundings once more. You were slowly drifting off into space, with grillby’s already a long ways away. You were instantly filled with panic at the sight, but your heart eased once more when a gloved hand slowly placed itself under your chin, and gingerly pulled your face back to meet the soft eyelights that you had yearned to gaze into since you first had the honor of looking upon them. His voice was soft, as if he was genuinely trying to comfort you, and not pull your leg. “hey. just keep your eyes on me, and you can look back out to the stars when you feel like it.” He murmured, gloved hand keeping your head in place. You nodded, refusing to look anywhere but his comforting, soft pupils. Your body eased once more, leaving you wondering if you would melt into his embrace and drip across the cosmos. For once in your time in space, you felt safe. Protected. As you kept your eyes trained on his own, your heart slowly soaked with the familiar, fuzzy feeling that you had when he crossed your mind. It always made you feel like you were back in school all those years back, fantasizing about silly little scenarios- which were a lot like what was currently going on- and reading cheesy romance novels. Just as usual, you couldn’t seem to get enough of him. But, your heart yearned for more. It, no, YOU wanted to bring him all of the joy in the world, no matter how long it would take. Without a second thought, you leaned towards him with half-lidded eyes, and placed your lips against his teeth. In this single moment, you finally gathered up the courage to do the one thing that you wanted to do since you first had the honor of laying your eyes upon Sans. Sure, he may not be the most perfect man… but he is to you, and that’s all that matters. When the reality of what you just did managed to pierce its way into the blissful fog of your love-struck mind, you quickly broke the ‘kiss’, overcome with embarrassment. Despite your guilty, flustered state, you managed to croak out an apology, not daring to look him in the eye. “O-oh my god, I’m so sorry. I-I just got lost in the moment, and-“ When the same teeth that you kissed gently pressed against your lips in return, your mind came to a crashing halt. Your eyes fluttered closed along with his own, sheer euphoria flooding through your veins. Despite the fact that he didn’t have lips to kiss in the first place, it was still more warm and comforting than you ever could have imagined. It lasted for what felt like an eternity, but was still too short when it stopped. Sans was the one to break the ‘kiss’, a goofy, lovestruck smile painted across his face. “i don’t even have lips to kiss with, you goofball.” He whispered, causing the two of you to burst into a chorus of giggles.

-

Needlessly to say, Undyne wasn’t the happiest to learn that you were out canoodling -in a chaste manner- with your new boyfriend instead of checking up on the planet like you were supposed to. She still teases you about it to this day, whenever she spots the two of you sticking to each other like glue.

If you made it this far, I just wanted to say THANK YOU! I’ve wanted to share my work for a while now, and even if this makes one person happy, it would make writing this whole thing worthwhile! If you have any questions or comments, feel free to, well, comment!

[baconlover]

UNDERTALE - Sans

headcanons and facts about the lazybones

Personality: Hes very laid-back, seems not at all serious, loves puns, knock knock jokes and pranks, hes is very goofy, kind and reassuring, but he can be very serious and even scary

Hes very observant, he knows how to read peoples facial expression and body language really well like a book. He hates making promises bc he aways takes them very seriously. Breaking a promise to him would be the worst thing to happen

Contrary to what many in the fandom think, he DOES NOT remember resets, hes only awere that they happen, and hes aware that WE are the cause of it and not directly Frisk, however, hes not awere that his existence is part of a game, he believes we are some kind of "anomaly" that messes with the timelines for fun. Because of this, he completely lost the will to make a effort in anything in life at all (braking the barrier for example), and that gives him the impression to be lazy, when hes just tired of trying, since everything is going to reset anyway

He calls himself lazy because he doesn't want people to worry about him, he prefers to hide in this "mask" of comic relief than opening up

Key thing about him is - he aways care about his family and friends and is aways open to help them, but GOD FORBID him to open up about his feelings, he hates it. You have to be VERY close to him for him to open up and stop lying about himself to you

Sexuality: Demiromantic and Pansexual, Sans don't know much about sexuality stuff, he doesn't even know what demiromantic is even if hes one lol, one of the reasons he identifies himself as pansexual is bc he can call himself a PUNsexual

Job: He owns a foodtruck and he sells burgers, fries, onionrings, hotdogs, hotcats, nice cream, and other junk food stuff. You can find him by amusement parks and shopping streets if you are hungry

Hobbies: word search, video games (pokemon style, rhythm games, sandbox, super specific simulators), study astronomy and quantum sciences

Likes: condiments in general (mainly ketchup), junk food, sleep sunbathing, sleeping, naping, catching zs, hanging out with Paps and Alphys, joking around at Grillbys, making snowmans with Frisk, baking with Toriel, watching anime with Alphys, Paps cooking, game/movie nights with his friends, making people happy and smile in general, dogs

Dislikes: wear formal clothes, no reaction to his puns, when others worry about him, opening up, lies, promises, being used, being useless, closed-minded people, washing his jacket, be interrupted, the past...

Contacts: what he thinks of the others

Family: Papyrus, Willow, Axel, Blue, Stretch, Red, Edge, Black, Mutt, Nox, Cash

Best Friends: Toriel, Alphys, Frisk, Papyrus, Stretch

Friends: Undyne, Asgore, Grillby, Napstablook, Blue, Cash, Mutt, Red, Edge

Neutral: Mettaton, Mad Mew Mew, Nox, Black, Dream, Ink

Avoids: Muffet, Horror, Killer, Dust

Dislikes: Nightmare, Error, Horror, Killer, Dust

Don't know/knew: Chara, Gaster, Burgerpants

Side note: Axel and Horror are the same person from different timelines, Horror is Axel if he had agreed to be part of Nightmare's gang

[ask-dcf]

Finally Home…

*music plays*

*Shift!Chara looks at Data then at his hand… She still wasn’t sure if she could trust him… But there was one way she could… She pulled her glove off… Trembling… Not wanting to do this, She only used it when anyone committed a crime in order to solve who was guilty, her judge ability. Touching anyone would allow her to FEEL the tiniest of emotions even filled with sin. She slowly reached out to Data’s hand… And as she touched it she felt… nothing… not the slightest thing… but it wasn’t a scary nothing… it was like… a calm nothing… Like an open field of grassy plain… She looks up at Data and as the wind blew off her hood. She felt something she had not felt in a long time… Relief… And…. A new found Determination… As the muck from soul… melted away*

*music at 0:23*

*As She stared at Data’s gentle smile. He held her hand decided to walk her back home, Shift!Chara did not move for a sec but she let Data take her hand, the calming feeling washing over her. As if all the stress she had was washed away. As they got home She yanked her hand away feeling nervous… She wasn’t sure what he would do… but… for once… She would let things play out… As Data knocked the door Toriel came to welcome them back. But Data decided to tell Toriel about EVERYTHING… As they went in Data told Toriel about who Shift!Chara was, Frisk and Chara coming in to listen. He explained what had happened to her, what she lost, and how she lost hope. Shift!Chara looked down, she didn’t expect he would tell her everything, she would’ve stopped him but she still worried… He thankfully didn’t tell her about what she did to Frisk and Chara…She still felt guilty as she sat there on the couch… Before she could even pull up her hood. Toriel hugged her… Her eyes widened as the mother held the Human woman close petting her head. Eyes teary as she felt so sad for what Shift!Chara went through… As Shift!Chara stared in shock by the reaction. Frisk, Data, Chara, And Toriel made Shift!Chara as comfortable as they could, Frisk giving her their soft blanket, Chara giving her a stashed Choco bar, Data giving her a glass of iced water, and Toriel giving her cinnamon butterscotch pie.

*As she felt even more comfort and relief tears welled in her eyes. Toriel decided to cheer her up perhaps she could call over the others to help her feel more welcomed. And so she did. First one to appear were Alphys and Undyne, who by the which lunged at Chara thinking she caused Frisk Chara and Data's injuries Alphys told her about what happed. However after being held back by Data and Alphys while explaining who or what she is. Undyne instantly apologized and hugged her, only for the door to be kicked down with a familiar pink booted metal leg, Mettaton spinning in all hearts and sunshine. Aswell as bringing treats for the poor human who lost their home and Family. Papyrus came next with his battle body backwords due to him rushing to get it on to visit. Sans teleported next to Shift!Chara who was startled seeing the former king or who she thought was the king sit next to her making a few puns. As Papyrus yelled at him to get his muddy shorts off the couch Toriel and the others laughed while Data slowly explained to everyone one by one, Shift!Chara looked up and saw one more familiar face show up... Her dad... Asgore... At least.... A different version of her dad. She saw that the two dreemurrs were not truly on good terms but they discussed what had happened to her and what the plans were. Asgore said he can clear a room for her at his place if Toriel would like to let her stay with him. She rejected saying she can handle it quite coldly. He didn't argue. Frisk and Chara felt bad seeing that and talked to them to clear up the negativity.... Shift!Chara watched as Toriel sat next to her... She watched all these monsters humans and what nots interact. Laughing, arguing and discussing what to do to help her....

*Music at 2:37*

*As she looked at the scene in front of her.... All these familiar faces... She had a flash where instead of these different people..... She saw.... Everyone she lost.... as if... they had never died... no... they did die.... and yet... they lived on.... as these strangers in another world... She felt... something she felt like when she was in her old world.... a feeling she had not felt.... in such a long time....*

*She felt.... like she was finally... Home....*

*The monsters and two small humans crowded around her as she finally let every bit of her emotions out... Despite everything... She felt like she had finally come home... Home wasn't a place or people or even a building.... Home.... Was a feeling of belonging.... a place to take you in.... and do its best to care for you.... Home... Is in the heart... The soul... that houses your being... And as the shadows around her soul disappear the scene slowly fades as the weeping ends.... Despite her life being played with like a toy... This strange world... has taken her in... and now... she can truly start living again... and finally... start healing aswell...*

*music ends*

END OF CHAPTER 2

TO BE CONTINUED...~

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CC: Mod here. Thank you for this amazing amount of love. You have no idea how grateful i am... All of you. One year today i started this AU and since then its gained almost 400 followers.... i never thought i would ever make something people would love.... So all of you... Thank you... And i promise... I still have much to tell about my world... So stick around. More wholesome ships, more lore, more love and secrets to share.

Merry Christmas to all.

Thank you @xjunjox for the last three pics of this chapter.

and...

Happy Birthday Datatale~<3

[hxllo-nana]

Ok, gonna talk about underhell now:  So https://www.tumblr.com/underhell-png and/or https://berrynanapngxunderhell.blogspot.com/ 

So I just wanted to ramble some more about this AU and stuff, esp. with Hazbin Hotel Season 1 getting released.

And I just gotta say, both Alastor and Husk give me even more/so much Sans vibes and stuff.  Like, both have a  love of puns/Dad jokes, the hidden motives and secrets and/or etc., almost always smiling, to the point where u can’t always really tell what is behind that smile and is going on in that head of theirs (though with both Sans and Alastor, u can usually tell when they are pissed), Alastor’s sclera can get black and Sans’ eye-sockets can go completely black, both have powers that can help them suddenly disappear and/or etc. (Sans teleporting and/or time freeze powers) and Alastor’s shadow powers (Sans also hides in the shadows when u first meet him), I could see Sans’ losing hope in sinners not being able to get better/he could see them as being too far gone and/or basically/pretty much too far gone, and just overall more nihilistic in sinners redeeming kind of (but not exactly basically ofc) like Alastor, and/or etc.  They actually fit each other really well in a fair amount of ways, honestly.  

Husk and Sans also give off kind of similar demanours to me, and way of speaking kind of to me.  Also, Sans has a casino look, has a good poker face, and is very good at reading people, and Husk has connections to cards and stuff.  Both Alastor and Husk are quite and/or very smart too, like Sans.  Then there is the relationship of Husk and Angel Dust too.  Though, Sans as Alastor fits the Chara, Sans, and Asriel relations more.  And/or etc.  So yeah, both fit Sans pretty and/or very well actually.

(I know/I'm pretty sure Sans is some combo of like Alastor and Valentino, though btw, in some form.  Kind of like Gaster; kind of.  I don’t really know what to say about that though more specifically.  Yeah, whoops).

Asgore fits Lucifer very well; like so well.  They are both depressed Dads who are separated from their wives.  And just want to be good and/or better Dads and/or people.

(and both Alastor and Sans hint/show/have connections to thus separated wife.  I.e. Lilith and Toriel, lmao, hahaha).

I still love Chara as Charlie (Chara’s name itself is even kind of close) so much.  I just do.

I don’t really know what to say about Asriel with S1 info, I did like what u were already doing w/ him, but I am not sure what I would do with the S1 info with him, yet.

Undyne as Cherri Bomb and/or giving Cherri Bomb vibes still feels quite fitting and very good for her, but I am not completely sure.

I have no idea who Vaggie would be.  Like, I would say Frisk, but I know u have them as an Angel, and there is an Angel (whose name is escaping me at the moment, even though I like them) that wants to help Hell and stuff, that could also fit Frisk.

Muffet (or Truffet) gives me both Velvette vibes and Rosie vibes.  If u want to play more into Sans’ relationship w/ Muffet and them being friends, and give/have/keep Alastor inspiration for Sans and stuff, then Roise/more Rosie inspiration for Muffet would fit more.  I think both could fit her though.  Rosie seems to fit Muffet’s more formalness more and/or more the more darker parts of Muffet’s morality (though Vel has her own dark parts of her morality too; I just think Rosie’s own brand fits the darker parts of Muffet’s own a bit more).  

Vel’s fashion, way of speaking some, her influencer ways (I could see Muffet enterprising like Vel to get the stuff she wanted, Muffet’s quite the business-woman herself, and/or etc.), and/or etc. also fit Muffet quite well.  Muffet’s current (very cute and pretty) design kind of gives me Vel vibes too (for some reason).

Alphys I know u have as a the Cotton Candy Killer, and honestly, I don’t know where I who we would place her as and/or take inspiration from with the S1 stuff.  Vox?  Mimzy??  Rosie???  Maybe even Velvette too????  I don’t know.  I am not sure.

Gaster I don’t u have inspired by Valentino.  But I could see him being inspired by Vox too perhaps?  Hmmm????

I also, still love Paps as Angel Dust.  I just really like it.

Also, this is just me rambling a lot lol.  U don’t have to do any of these ideas for ur Hazbin Hotel Undertale AU/Underhell AU; it is ur AU after all!

Anyways, done with all the Underhell AU rambling!  And ur AU and stuff rambling in general.

I just want to say these very last things.  Happy late-ish birthday, ahaha.  And bye and good day and night, for now!  3/3.

LAST ONE, THANK YOU!

HAZBIN HOTEL SPOILERS IN HERE A BIT

- I REALLY want to change some roles in the hazbin au because holy shit i tried guessing the plot and none of them went my expectations 💀 .HUSK IS GIVING SANS VIBES AND HONESTLY IT’S MAKING ME WANNA CHANGE HIS CHARACTER A BIT. I plan on giving Sans the character of Alastor still (too many MANY similarities between the two aaaaa) and and something about husk’s character align into what I want to do with his character since Pap has the Angel dust role. I will play more into that later when I’m free with time lol. (God your giving me good ideas that fit into what I wanted to do HAHA)

- Valentino’s role is getting split similar to how Sans got 2 characters into him. Mettaton and Sans. Sans have traits to Val but Mettaton will tale most of Val’s role in terms of figure. Mettaton as a villain intrigues me HAHA.

- Muffet as Velvet takes my cake but in all honesty i think it’s best to change her role to Rosie’s role due to the fact that Rosie is friends with Alastor and Rosie is a cannibal like Muffet. The real Velvet i’m switching to Mew Mew. It fits the M&M (Mettaton and Mew Mew) like the Vees (Val, Vox, and Velvet). Also Mew Mew is as sassy and aggressive as Velvet and Mew Mew easily kicks/fires anyone who pisses her off similar to Velvet.

- Asgore as Lucifer I am so glad I have that character done right as well with Pap as angel but god..TORIEL AS LILITH, i’m eating this shit up istg. Asriel still plays as Vaggie. (Spoil) You know how Vaggie was found to be an exorcist? Well guess who in this au “betrays” Chara….*bounces across my room* Frisk is perfect for Emily(holy shit i didn’t expect and angel character similar to them but i’m so happy she is here) Undyne is still perfect for Cherry bomb. Here me out on the gay royal gaurds being Lute and Adam and no I will not take criticism from ANYONE. Temmie is still Nifty. AD is still fat nuggets.

- Alphys….i’m changing her to pentious. She has the same background as the “cotten candy killer” and i’ll get more into her character on how this weirdo became reedeemed lmaooo

- For Gaster….Let’s put this on a pause because I am leaning into Eve…

- WE LOVE ANGEL PAP IN THIS HOUSE HOLD

- Oh yeah, Alastor’s!Sans will be in Inkubator’s arc working with the dark council but he isn’t a major character, I will not say much more on this part.

- I plan on getting to Underhell soon when I have the extra time *w*

- Thanks for the f e b r u a r y birthday wish! I’ll see you next time Chat I love receiving your asks and support it means so much!!!

[twentydaysofdrabbles]

The Concierge Plays Fetch - Sans (Part 10)

“So you are the reason for my sudden shortage of mustard.”

Sans raises his head from the pile of empty shot glasses and mustard bottles as you approach. “sweetheart,” he purrs in welcome, leering at you, bracing an elbow on the bar to turn to face you. “you’re a sight for sore eyes.”

Hmm, there seems to be a difference in his inflection as he speaks to you. Just like with Papyrus just a few minutes ago. How intriguing. 

The bar is empty, the Bartender having fled with a look of relief when he laid eyes on you. Reflexively, you go to stand behind the counter, taking Sans’ dirty glasses to begin rinsing them and putting them into the dishwasher. 

“Is there a particular brand of mustard that you prefer, Mister Sans?” You ask conversationally. Like Papyrus’ overloaded squat bar, you’re impressed at the variety of mustard and the sheer quantity of it messily arranged next to him. “Allow me to clear the empty bottles.”

You had barely waved your hand in the direction of the empty jars and bottles before it is seized in a gentle grip by ivory phalanges. The high quality cloth of your glove dulls the sensation of bone on skin. Teases at it. You find yourself wanting to...to...

“mustard-ing at the best kind,” Sans rumbles invitingly at you, his permanent grin taking on a...you think it’s a sultry look but you’re not sure. 

Your mind then processes his words. Was that a pun? You think it’s a pun. The d when he said mustard was fairly quiet...

Blinking slowly, you let a small smile crack your neutral expression slightly. “How charming, Mister Sans.” 

“why thank you.” He rubs the knuckles of his free hand on his chest, the red, high collared shirt showing signs of his afternoon binge. His black tailored jacket, luckily, hangs on the back of his bar stool. 

All this while, he still has your hand in his. Technically, it’s loose enough that you can easily pull away, but you find yourself just...waiting. For what, you’re not quite sure, but at the same time you’re not inclined to break contact just yet. How intriguing.

Sans doesn’t make you wait long, luckily. Firm teeth press to the back of your gloved hand in a courtly gesture right over your scar, though Sans ruins it by winking up at you. “come on, have a drink with me.” He gestures with his head to the shelves of drinks behind you. 

Your answer is on the tip of your tongue. “The Manager has moved the meeting forward, Mister Sans. King Asgore, Captain Undyne, and Mx Frisk are waiting in the Lounge for you and Mister Papyrus.”

“augh, the meeting,” he groans, letting go of your hand to reach for a shot glass that he fills with yellow mustard. As if he wasn’t the one who made the meeting happen in the first place. “well, if they’ve been waiting, ain’t gonna hurt to make ‘em wait a little more.”

The smile on your face spreads a little more. Gutsy for a guy who seems to answer to the King. “One would think making royalty wait would be inadvisable,” you say evenly as you reach for a glass bottle of soda, pouring it into a glass filled with ice. You don’t mention that it’s equally as inadvisable to keep the Manager waiting. “Mister Papyrus has gone to refresh himself.” 

“i bath he’ll be a while,” Sans sneers into his mustard, throwing it back like a shot. Red pilot lights of eyes drift to the glass of soda, placed on the counter in front of you. “not a drinker?”

“No,” is your only answer as you lift it to your lips to drink. It doesn’t go unnoticed that Sans’ eyes remain on the glass, on your lips. No, you don’t miss it, but neither do you acknowledge it. 

“former drinker?” Sans pries with a sly look.

You try not to sigh, but admittedly you do catch an exhale on its way out. To refrain from making any further comment, you keep your hands busy by clearing some of the empty bottles next to Sans’s elbow. They go right into the bin; you refuse to deal with the smell of mustard for the rest of the night. Particularly if they get on your gloves.

That, however, seems to be enough for Sans. He nods understandingly, “sodas why.” 

You despise the fact that he seems to be reading your reactions. He’s far too perceptive for your liking, truly.

“ain’t throwing stones here, sweetheart.” His red tongue slips from between his serrated teeth, glowing and ghostly and cleaning the shot glass. 

As much as you try not to stare, it’s a little hard not to. A quick glance is all. But it’s enough for Sans. 

“‘s a little tongue in cheek, but i can give you a private demonstration if you want.” Sans wriggles his tongue at you, undulating between his two fingers that he brings up to his eternal grin. “maybe later tonight?”

Flirt.

Your expression doesn’t change. It’s difficult, but it doesn’t change. And yet you don’t discourage him. 

“If you would finish your drink, Mister Sans, I shall show you to the lounge.” Your glass did not contain much to begin with, but you finish it in a slow sip, eyes locked on his.

Despite the deflection, Sans only seems to be tickled by your lack of rejection. He laughs in a rolling rumble, snatching the sole glass of whiskey beside him to finish it in one gulp. “’s not a no,” he sings through his exhale, licking his teeth. 

Again, you do not react. There is no break in your movements as you rinse the glass you used, as you gather the glasses he used, as you put them all into the dishwasher. “Are you ready, Mister Sans?” 

The skeleton pauses then, just for a moment. Seemingly rolling your choice of words in his head. When you look at him expectantly, he lets a rumbling purr vibrate from his chest, hopping off from the stool and throwing his jacket over his shoulders. 

Like the Cheshire cat eyeing a choice bit of cake, he purrs, “Lead the way.”

[ant1quarian]

Sans x Alien!Reader Headcanons

Note: The alien species that Reader is, is called a “Trappistarian.” They live on the Trappist System a while ago, and I’m going to write a Sans Trio x Reader about it. I suggest you go find my other post if you want to see what the Trappistarian look like.

What you’ll need to know for this:

Trappistarian are, averagely, around 10’3”-10’7”

They are bipedal, have long tails, cat/wolf-like ears, and claws.

This Reader is a subbreed of Trappistarian called “Glaciers”, meaning they live on the dark side of Trappist 1e, in the freezing cold.

There are 3 different subbreeds of Trappistarian– Desert, Goldilocks, and Glacier.

The Headcanons

Sans probably met you randomly. You would have been alerted by the resident Goldilocks Clan that an unexpected object of sorts had landed in their territory.

The astronauts sent to check out Trappist 1e.

So you met Sans when a group of yours had been sent out to investigate it.

At first he was very… wary of you. A 5’1” skeleton vs a 10’6” Powerful Beast of a creature?

Yeah, it was understandable. 

It lessened slightly when he found out that your entire species was extremely peaceful. Capable of great destruction, but it was like an overarching, universal agreement that “nah, we’re all good.”

… this didn’t mean you weren’t ready for war.

Sans definitely puns whenever he gets nervous, so he’s punning a lot around you.

Eventually, he gets much more comfortable with you, and will randomly snooze on your tail if you let him.

He definitely loves to snuggle with you, even in the friend stage, because holy shit are you comfortable.

When he began to have a crush on you, you almost immediately noticed it. He thought he was slick, not realising he was going up against a being trained to read body language.

However, you didn’t realise what it meant. Courting traditions in the Glacier Clans are all very straight forward and blunt.

… You were already dating Sans before he realised it.

Of course, he’d had feelings for you at the time– so I can imagine the realisation and goofiness he was hit with when he said that he liked you and you just smiled at him.

After all was said, he stared at you wide eyed and the conversation would have gone something similar to:

 “you didn’t get worried because i never said i liked you????”

“... I kinda just assumed that you weren’t used to expressing emotions?”

“... oh.”

And yeah, it’s just generally chaos.

I can imagine him blushing furiously if you ever casually pick him up to move him places, or if you just want to hold him. I’m sure Sans would eventually get used to it, but he never stops blushing.

There’s a hint of something flustering, knowing that you can literally just pick him up whenever you like.

Is definitely, constantly teased by Toriel and Undyne about this, but you just… sorta don’t get embarrassed by it?

You just grin and keep doing it. You like holding Sans. It’s comfy for you, and there’s something inherently soft about doing it that you love.

[askcharaandfriends]

Chara! i know it may sound rude but is not meant to be could you please rate 1 to 10 your relationship with everyone? 1 being we need to work out some big issues/problems and 10 is we have the most awesome Friends/Family relationship!

Chara: um well... I don't know If I could just rate my relationship with everyone. But I can describe what I feel and how I think about them.

Dad- big warm soft hug factory. Always there for me. Listens and takes my opinions seriously. Not the best chef, but probably the best gardener ever. Protective and sturdy. Home is where the Asgore is. Sometimes very sad, but always tries to keep smiling and find something nice about the day.

Toriel- complex woman with a lot of responsibilities. Stuck halfway in between being a good mom and a good queen. Super kind and loving but with quite a lot of weight in her chest. Baking extraordinaire. Can make even snails appealing. Also quite good at textiles- taught me everything I know. Bit of a grammar police but in a gentle corrective way.

Asriel- more than a friend. My partner. Soft and cute. Kind and thoughtful. I can't imagine not being by his side. We are thick as thieves. Great at video games and has a superb imagination. Also not half bad at video editing. Sometimes a bit of a scardy cat and a pushover, but incredibly brave and cool when it really counts.

Sans- full of energy and puns. Loves his brother to pieces and will do anything for him. Parkour expert. Ninja skills. 9th level black belt in pranks. Secret love of junkfood. And socks. And toriel. A man of many secrets in general. But very fun loving, cool and caring.

Papyrus- well crafted puns finely aged in an Oaken cask. Equal parts silly and serious. Very cool without even trying. If he ever tried- watch out world! Loves his brother more than anything in the world. Depression disguised as laziness- but he's getting better. Mild sugar addiction. Astonishing capacity for forgiveness and giving second chances.

Alphys- anime antagonist turned ally. Gives amazing long-winded speeches. She deserves an Oscar. Highly opinionated and passionate. Hard outer shell like a hermit crab. Surprisingly soft insides. Fond of cute things. Highly skilled and trained warrior. Hero of her own story. A blast to hang out with except- ironically- when watching anime due to her opinions often Clashing with mine. We're like epic rivals.

Undyne- an excellent mad scientist. Brilliant and creative inventor. Very enthusiastic about her work and her girlfriend. Prefers to show rather than tell. Surprisingly Pyro for a fish lady. Almost always exciting. But also has a soft and sad side that she likes to sweep under the rug. She has a good heart though and is loyal to a fault.

Tem- the unreformed Stitch in my life. Little gremlin. Mild chaos. They're a lot of fun at the best of times. At the worst of times... well at least they aren't bent on causing permanent damage anymore. Cranky chihuahua. Grumpy cat. Lonely haunted doll. They say they don't feel anything and literally do not have those emotions, but I don't know. They must be really good at acting because they feel genuine enough sometimes. Even if they don't have a SOUL, they must have some kind of echo of one or else why can they get so mad when I destroy them in smashbros? Out of everyone they seem to tolerate me the most. I think it's because I remind them of their best friend....even though we are nothing alike.

Napstaton- an amazing dj and super cool and chill. Surprisingly shy for a world famous celebrity. Seems like they like to party but in reality big crowds drain their batteries really fast. Greatly prefers to just vibe.

Hapstablook- pretty much the opposite of his cousin but not in a bad way. The undead of the party. A trendsetter and fashionista. Loud and highly opinionated- somehow more than Alphys. Sometimes pushy. Completely glamorous. Kept trying to dress me up until I put my foot down. But He's cool and respects my fashion choices, even if he doesn't always agree.

Dr Hermann- mysterious scientist from the space between spaces, but apparently not originally from there. Apparently Sans and Papyrus' mom. Didn't get to raise her boys as much as she would have liked. Seems loving and caring and glad to be back. Also somehow a Latina even though many generations of monsters were under Canada.... though I suppose it's not that strange. It explains why both Sans and Papyrus occasionally break out in to Spanish.

[tooti-fruiti]

WHAT A COOL GUY (CHAPTER TWELVE)

The Echo Flower

After Papyrus took off your Apron as well, you two left his house and snowdin as well.

You two walked into a blue-ish place, full of waterfalls.

"THIS PLACE IS CALLED WATERFALL. IT'S LIKE MY HOME AWAY FROM HOME, IF MY HOME WERE RIGHT NEXT DOOR. WHICH IT IS!"

You giggled and looked around.

"It looks quite peaceful here."

"IN SOME AREAS IT IS! AND IN OTHERS IT...WELL. ISN'T."

"What do you mean?"

"WHAT I MEAN IS THAT I UHH, I TOLD UNDYNE THAT I FOUND A HUMAN AND UHH...SHE'LL BE LOOKING FOR YOU. MOST LIKELY."

"And that's going to cause problems for us, isn't it?"

Papyrus nodded.

You two walked ahead and a glowing blue flower as well as Sans.

"OH HO! (Y/N) LOOK! AN ECHO FLOWER!"

"What's an echo flower?"

"I'LL SHOW YOU!" Papyrus leaned down and gently poked the flower.

"I'LL SHOW YOU!"

As the flower repeated Papyrus's words, it wiggled a little bit.

Your eyes widened in delight and you sat down in front of the flower.

"Waterfall is a pretty place." You talked into the echo flower.

But just before you poked it, Sans teleported over.

"i eat ass."

"i eat ass."

"SANS!" You and Papyrus yelled.

Sans started to laugh and turned away to cover his face.

You turned back to the flower and repeated what you said the first time.

"Waterfall is a pretty place."

You laughed in amazement and Papyrus poked the flower.

The flower mimicked your laugh as well.

"NOT ONLY DOES IT REPEAT WORDS, BUT IT REPEATS ANY SOUND IT HEARS."

"That's amazing!!!"

You poked the flower again, absolutely delighted.

"That's amazing!!!"

"man, you're easily entertained, aren't you?" Sans snickered.

You rolled your eyes and stood up.

"Are there any echo flower seeds? I would love to have some and plant them on the surface world."

Papyrus smiled. "OF COURSE! MAYBE ONCE WE LEAVE WATERFALL, I CAN ASK UNDYNE FOR SOME OF HER ECHO FLOWER SEEDS! I'M SURE SHE HAS SOME. OR MAYBE GERSON HAS SOME?"

"Thank you, Papyrus."

"OF COURSE (Y/N). NOW! LET US CONTINUE!"

"careful, papyrus." Sans said. "don't let undyne see you, otherwise she'll think you're up to something fishy."

Papyrus groaned as you laughed and gave you a gentle shove forward.

"COME ON (Y/N). WE'RE LEAVING BEFORE WE HAVE TO HEAR ANYMORE BAD PUNS."

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter Eleven

Chapter Thirteen->

[ladyzerodark]

An excuse to write about this random ship and how they interact? Yes please @paperclippedmime

I have many thoughts about Cinder X Sans so under the cut we go!

The Cinder X Sans ship started when I was working on my massive crossover, Rent Free (still am but it's taken a backseat). Not gonna lie, this crossover and other AUs are the only way I can see this ship happening.

Around the time I was starting it, RWBY was in it's 8th season I believe and we were learning A LOT about Ms. Fall (obviously nothing that excuses her actions, but I digress). And, as most fanfic writers do, I started to think about what might have happened if Cinder decided to try for redemption (either because she actually cared about Emerald or because she realized that Salem was too much like her step mother).

Things didn't end up going that way when I set in my mind how it would play out. It was more of a forceful separation from Salem's influence (i.e. getting her Grimm arm chopped off because she was so torn about leaving and joining with Emerald and Mercurey, who had defected to the Rent Free good guys, that it started going crazy).

Among those involved was Sans, who wasn't too pleased when Toriel (the saint that she is) volunteered to keep an eye on Cinder. Having been told her backstory, Toriel ended up being a mother figure to Cinder, a HEALTHY one at least. Because he did not trust her, Sans stuck to her like glue, using any excuse to keep a Gaster Blaster aimed at her. So obviously it wasn't instant romance between the two.

Through living with Toriel and her family, and lots and lots of therapy, Cinder mellows out a bit. She still is very much not willing to show many strong emotions around people, but she's learning that bottling up her emotions isn't exactly healthy. Sans himself notes her positive changes, but is still leery about letting her near Ruby and the others, as in Rent Free, Papyrus is their friend.

It isn't until Cinder is introduced to the idea that her Fall Maiden powers could, in theory, assist with making another arm for herself, that she and Sans interacted on a more personal level. Due to his science background and strength level, Sans was one of the few that were given permission (read as asked very nicely by Dark) to help Cinder figure this out.

The two were curt with each other, but after a successful test and Sans praising her for a job well done, Cinder began to realize that Sans was genuinely trying to help her. The successful test also caused Sans to notice how Cinder was afraid of failure and that her confidence was more for show than he'd realized.

The two grew much closer after that, becoming good friends. Cinder can't help but roll her eyes at his puns but some of his jokes to make her smile. For Sans, he gets annoyed when she decides to do her own thing instead of sticking to the plan, but he also sees how she's trying to change for the better.

Neither really realized they were starting to view each other romantically until Undyne made a comment about them doing a double date with her and Alphys. It's still new to them and they're still figuring it all out, with Cinder being scared she could revert back to how she was and with Sans have the (unfounded as it's not possible in Rent Free) paranoia of there being a reset that he somehow fully remembers and has to watch Cinder suffer again.

Both have a lot of issues, and therapy would probably be a big part of their lives for a long time. But they'd support each other and their families have their backs.

And then came Ella. Who is a story for another post. :)

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

What would the reaction of the main skelebros be to being unusually quiet?

Undertale Sans - He waits a few hours to see if you want to talk, and if he sees nothing has change, he silently sits next to you and reminds you he's here if you want to talk. He's not worried, but he knows how it is.

Undertale Papyrus - He doubles his efforts to make you laugh, clowning around and punning wildly. The second he manages to make you smile, he's by your side asking what's wrong.

Underswap Sans - He lets his S/O alone. If they want to talk to him, they will. He doesn't want to add more pressure so he lets them be. It's less stressful for him as well.

Underswap Papyrus - He's very anxious about this, wondering if he did something wrong and getting angry at himself for upsetting you, to the point he's close to having a panic attack. Communication is key with Honey, and he doesn't understand what's wrong, but he's too scared you will be mad if he asks so he keeps turning everything in his head until you ask him if he's alright. He's quite in shock you're actually not mad at him.

Underfell Sans - He's out of here lol. He's too used to Edge's explosive fit of rage after long silence, he doesn't want to be there when it happens, even though it's stupid because you're obviously not Edge. He's just a bit traumatized about all of this. He walks somewhere random and hopes everything will magically be fine once he's going home a few hours later.

Underfell Papyrus - He's pretty straightforward and asks what's wrong. But since he's unsure how to ask without hurting your feelings, it can sound a bit passive-aggressive. When you burst into tears, he's completely panicking lol, not knowing what to do with his hands, as he's trying to shut you up. He's sorry he wasn't born with the "how to express worrisome like a normal person" package.

Horrortale Sans - He doesn't care why you're sad, he takes you on the couch and locks you in his hoodie, trying to soothe you with his purring and nuzzling your neck. That's ok, he's here if you want to talk. And if you don't, it's really fine with him as well. He's just diverting your attention so you focus on him instead of what's troubling you.

Horrortale Papyrus - He's terribly anxious about this. He doesn't understand what's wrong, and the way you're just sitting there silently is bringing bad memories of the day Undyne told him Sans was dead. Which was... not true. And pretty much the day he lost his best friend for good since that was a few hours already Papyrus found Sans and brought it to Toriel for emergency care. So yeah, please tell him what's wrong, because he's starting to think you're leaving him or something and he swears he is going to freak out in a few minutes.

Swapfell Sans - He watches you from the corner of his eye socket, but he doesn't force your hand. He waits the entire day for you to come, and he will ask eventually in the evening if you're ok. He has a feeling you might be sick, but he can't really force you to see a doctor, so, uh, be careful?

Swapfell Papyrus - He's talking for two, not minding your silence. He tries to distract you with some Karen stories he found online, and he can see it's slowly working. Rus is a great actor, it's really hard to keep a poker face when he's telling extravagant stories.

Fellswap Gold Sans - ..... He's standing in a corner of the room. He's staaaaaaring. He swears something is wrong with you. But he's not sure what and he doesn't want to mess up. And since he can't make up his mind... He's just standing there. Watching. It's getting stressful after half an hour, as you're wondering what's his problem.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He gets more clingy than usual, working hard to have attention. If you're still ignoring him, he's picking you up and carrying you to his room for a cuddle session. You don't have the choice. He's the boss today. No sad people in his house.

[spectascopes]

Without a Second Thought - Chapter 2

Undertale Fanfiction (Gen, SFW) No relationships or pairings Tags (from AO3): Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Childhood Trauma, Mental Health Issues, Gender-Neutral Frisk, Trust Issues, Sans is a Mess, Good Parent Toriel, Toriel is Frisk’s Mom, Manipulation, Flowey isn’t a great friend, but nobody is surprised, Soriel Lightly Implied, Past Child Abuse, Narrator Chara, Major Character Injury, Injury Recovery, Crying, lots and lots of crying, Reader is Frisk Link to AO3 version

“You got through the Underground with the help of a ghostly companion nobody else could see, and you made a lot of friends along the way, but Chara didn’t come with you into the sunlight.

Now you have a new mom, and a new family, but no extra brain to help you make the right choices. It might have lasted, too, if you hadn’t messed it up.”

Chapter 1

“Which brand of biscuits would you like, my child?” Toriel asked.

You looked up at the store shelves. It was noon on a Saturday and the supermarket was bustling with humans and monsters alike. 

“THE RED BOX HAS A PUZZLE ON THE BACK!” Papyrus said. “I STRONGLY RECOMMEND IT. EASY WORK FOR A MASTER OF MY CALIBER, AND HELPING THE MOUSE GET TO THE CHEESE IS EMOTIONALLY FULFILLING!”

“nah get the blue kind, they taste better,” Sans said from Papyrus’s cart. He was too big to fit in the seat for kids, so he was just sitting flat in the bottom of it with food piled on top of him, propped up enough against the front that he could get his arms out.

“YOU SHOULDN’T THINK WITH YOUR STOMACH, SANS! SOMEBODY PUT A LOT OF EFFORT INTO THAT PUZZLE!”

“it’s puzzling they didn’t put more effort into the crackers.”

“Maybe… both?” you suggested. Toriel, laughing at Sans’s silly pun, smiled and grabbed one of each box.

“huh. thats one way to do it.”

“I SUPPOSE IF YOU BUY TWO CAKES YOU CAN HAVE ONE AND EAT IT, TOO... THOUGH IT FEELS A LITTLE UNETHICAL.”

“I think that saying is just for things that you can’t buy more of,” you said as you all walked along. Papyrus’s shopping technique seemed to be grabbing random items and hoping for the best as he followed Toriel- list organized and ready- around the store. Sans made a game of putting things into the cart without his brother noticing, so he was covered in miscellaneous junk that would inevitably have to be returned to the right place.

“OH, LIKE FRIENDS! OR LOVE… OR A VINTAGE MTT FIGURINE THAT WAS RELEASED IN A LIMITED RUN BUT A FIRE AT THE WAREHOUSE SCORCHED ALL BUT A SINGLE, BEAUTIFUL RECTANGLE.” Papyrus made doe-eyes at nothing but quickly shook himself from his gay thoughts. “FRIENDS, THOUGH, I THINK THAT’S IT!”

“Yeah, like that,” you confirmed.

“why would you have a friend and wanna eat them, too? that’s pretty weird.” Sans reached over and plucked a package of tortillas from right under his brother’s metaphorical nose. “you don’t wanna eat us, pal… right?” Sans asked with a sly smile. “only monsters that ever wanted to do that were the dogs. they’d’ve done it without paws .”

You smiled as Papyrus groaned loudly. 

“WELL THEY HAD BAD TASTE IN CANNIBALISM CANDIDATES; SKELETONS JUST TASTE LIKE BONES! AND MAYBE SKINCARE PRODUCTS IF THEY ARE ME AND NOT YOU! BESIDES, FRISK LICKED MY FOREARM DURING A ROWDY TRUTH OR DARE AT UNDYNE’S HOUSE SO THEY KNOW BONES DON’T TASTE VERY GOOD!”

“Frisk did what?” Toriel asked. Sans stifled a laugh with a gloved hand while you blushed up at your mom’s piercing stare.

—

You waited until mom was in the living room and sleeping on her chair- it was just about a nightly occurrence and it made you happy to listen to her softly snoring in front of the fireplace.

Tonight you wouldn't get to, though, as you quietly opened the backdoor.

"Finally! Ugh! Is she asleep?" Flowey huffed at once, sticking up his stem as much as he could. It wasn't much. He came to about your thighs.

"She's on her chair, yeah," you said. You had a deep feeling of unease in your chest, but you'd already agreed and you'd be a filthy liar if you said you weren't a little curious. 

"Great! Where's my pot?"

"Uhm, most people call it weed I think-"

"HA HA HA!" he fake-laughed as you reached down beside the door and grabbed the ceramic flowerpot you used to bring him inside and save the floors from Flowey-holes. He paused, an idle smile on his face. "Okay, alright, I guess that was a little bit funny."

You snickered and squatted down- he uprooted himself as much as he could and you dug your hands into the now-soft dirt and scooped him up the rest of the way. 

"We have to be quiet, okay? She usually sleeps for a couple hours but it's only nine, she could get back up," you said as you deposited your seedy friend into his container.

"She's built like a truck, we'll hear her coming," Flowey dismissed.

"Hey-"

"Relax, relax! It's a neutral statement, I wish I was that big." He patted your hand and you picked him up, puffing your cheeks at his insulting statement. Then again, she was pretty large... better for hugs.

You crept back into your bedroom where you had your laptop charged and ready for whatever Flowey had planned. 

"Where's the stuff you said you were bringing?"

"I got it in my roots, it's just a flash drive with some data. As long as you can summon your SAVE we should be good."

Once you were inside with the door only cracked a little- so you could hear your truck mom coming- you sat your friend on the ground where he quickly produced a tiny metal stick, wrapped up in a couple leaves.

You looked at it and frowned. You were really, really not sure about this, and you were growing less sure by the minute. You looked towards the door.

"Hey, I can see those anxious little eyeballs, you can't back out now!" Flowey reprimanded with a leaf-slap to your leg. You sat down further, legs crossed, back against your bed. "You promised!"

"I mean- I explicitly didn’t? I don't think I-"

"Okay but I don't care, I'll be really sad if you do!"

You looked at him. He was pouting, and you could tell this was a little important to him, but he'd also genuinely tried to kill you, so you weren't super keen on indulging every last one of his whimsies. Still...

"I said I'd let you look. That's it," you said firmly. You held out your hands in front of you.

"And that's all we need, friend!" he chirped, vibrating in excitement. "Lemme see it!"

"Shh, it's hard to summon, give me a second," you said as you closed your eyes. Flowey remained quiet.

How to get your soul into the spirit of this... usually it wasn't hard to SAVE, but there was no real reason to now and that made it a little difficult to be determined...

"Your mom... back from dust..." he whispered dramatically.

"Okay, shush!"

-

The thought of having cool powers fills you with DETERMINATION .

-

You opened your eyes and saw the bright yellow light, same as always. You didn't immediately save- and you didn't think you wanted to. No point in it, you were not going to reset no matter what. Having up-to-date save states didn't matter.

"Oooooh," Flowey cooed, turning his head this way and that to look at it better. "Yours is a little different than mine was, it's way yellower. Mine was kinda more... spoiled-milk-colored."

"Ew," you said immediately. You looked down at the flower who was already using his vines to drag your laptop from its place against the side of your dresser.

"Okay, okay, so-" he said as he flipped open the top and fiddled with things, putting his tiny drive into the USB slot. "The game is made up of data, right?"

"Sure. I hate when you call it a game, but sure."

"Not the point," he said, continuing to type with his leaves and a couple little vine tendrils. The way he stuck his stupid little plant tongue out would have been cute if he wasn't being manipulative. "The point is that it's all numbers. Values. I've looked at some stuff I had from my last SAVE- I always kept track of it- and I know what numbers tie to which things."

"Does one of them tie to resetting?" you asked, watching your yellow star. You wanted Flowey to just get on with it.

"Nope, that's something you have to do manually. Just changing a value won't apply it, you have to reboot, essentially."

"I don't understand computer stuff that well."

"Neither do I, but I know what I need to know!" he said, and then he pushed the laptop out of the way enough to look back at the SAVE. "Can you see the numbers?"

"No..."

“Of course you can’t, you have pathetic human eyes," he said, closely observing the SAVE, very intent on it. "I guess magic comes a lot more naturally to monsters- but it’s probably cause I'm a freak abomination, honestly." 

"...okay?"

Flowey looked a moment longer before glancing at the screen. He kept looking back and forth, staring at something in your SAVE that you couldn't see. You were paying more attention to the sound of the fire and snoring and straining to hear absolutely anything else.

"Okay, gimme your finger. Let's alter some numbers."

"You didn't even say what they do?" you whispered. That noise was the fire, right?

"It would just go over your head- it's altering some of your data through the SAVE." He held out a thin vine to you. "I've seen Sans and Papyrus's data and I know how their weird powers tie into their values, so I think I can just poke at yours to give you some, too!"

"Is that safe?"

"They're both fine, aren't they?" Flowey asked. He rolled his eyes. "It's really nothing to worry about, just don't close the SAVE before I'm finished or something will get messed up. It'll only take a minute."

You chewed your lip, looking at the vine. "Flowey, I don't know-"

"Come on, the worst that'll happen is you can teleport like Sans when we're done! Or do that weird... air-walky thing Papyrus does sometimes. That I'm not even sure he knows he can do."

"Can you change it back if it messes anything up?" you asked. Even if Flowey was the monster-… flower you cared about disappointing the least, you still cared a little bit. To be honest, though, you really didn't want to do this.

"Yeah! As long as you don't close me out before I'm done, cause then I won't know exactly what I changed and I don't have the days it takes to copy down a whole SAVE!"

You listened again, but all you heard was the fireplace. The room was cast in a harsh yellow light- if anybody peeked in, they'd for sure know something was going on.

"Frisk, c’mon! This could be really really helpful, and you can't be a wimpy invertebrate your whole life!"

"Okay, fine, just- just do it fast," you said, and you put your hand down for his vine to guide.

You watched the hallway as he used your fingers to change numbers. The shadows fell in such a way that you wouldn't know somebody was out there until they were right outside- Toriel's footsteps were loud enough to hear as soon as she got up, so it was fine. Everything was fine! You felt like crying, but you felt like that half the time anyway. God, you didn't want to do this anymore.

"Okay, just a few more, your hand is sweaty," Flowey said.

You didn't listen to him, just the fireplace. 

Wait. You froze, Flowey no longer able to move your hand around.

Just the fireplace- why had mom stopped snoring?

"Frisk, what the hell-"

A shadow fell in front of the door and a familiar voice sent ice down your spine.

"yo, kiddo, surprise- left my spray cheese in your grocery bag- anyway your mom wants to know if-"

Sans pushed the door open to find you and Flowey cast in yellow, a deer caught in the headlights and a pissed off plant.

"Wh- hey! Ever heard of knocking, dude?" Flowey yelled.

Sans didn't say anything. He’d looked at Flowey for only a moment before-

He was looking at you. He was looking at you- right at you- expression starting on shock, to fear, to- to-

You burst into tears and shut your SAVE at once.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Flowey- he- I'm sorry, please-"

"FRISK! I told you not to close it, what- I didn't finish! Fuck, no, this isn't good-"

"were you gonna reset?"

The lights in his eyes were gone. You felt like your gut was collapsing in on itself- why was Sans here? Why him? Why him? You didn't care about Flowey or your SAVE.

"No! No, no I swear- he just- he wanted to look at it a-and try to change some- some data or-"

"just curious, huh?" he asked, the anger- the betrayal- so clear on his ever-smiling face. The nonchalance of the accusation only made it worse. "just kinda messin' around, hoping for the best?" You'd never seen him look like that and you thought it would kill you.

"Shut up, Trashbag, this is serious!"

"yeah. it is."

"I didn't- I didn't mean to-"

Sans closed his eyes. This couldn't be happening. This was the one thing he was sensitive about- the one single thing you knew would make him genuinely upset-

"look, kid. you do you, break your promises, whatever, but. but keep me and my brother out of it, okay?" Sans turned around, his words harsh and his voice tight. "later."

"Wait!" you shouted as you lunged towards him, knowing what was about to happen, but he shortcutted away. No no no no- you somehow overshot the lunge and slammed your head into the wall, double-vision letting you see two empty spaces where your friend had just been. 

Where he'd just left you. No. No no. No-

"Shit- that's bad, that's real bad- Frisk, stop fucking crying, I have to try and-"

"GET OUT!" you screamed, putting your hands to your ringing ears. "I don't care, get out!"

"Your data is-"

"GO AWAY!" you sobbed. Flowey started to protest again, but then the sound of pounding feet down the hall started. He swore, and the next thing you knew Toriel was scooping you into her arms. She was talking to you, but your chest hurt. It hurt. Everything hurt so much and you couldn't get enough air into your lungs. It'd been so long since you'd had a panic attack that it felt like you were dying.

The way he'd looked at you- the anger- the hurt- you shut everything out because you didn't know how to deal with this. It couldn't happen here- it couldn't- where would you go? Sans- Papyrus- and then they'd tell- and-

You stayed curled up into a ball until you tired yourself to exhaustion. Mom held you the whole time, cooing, petting your hair. 

Nobody was here to make them like you anymore, and you'd finally messed it up bad enough for them to realize.