#(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 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, 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, you see something deeper 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'… 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 in that familiar way when 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…”

[mysterious8artist-swalf]

Abovetale Sans

“Navy”

He/him

Bisexual

28 years old

Personality: serious, bitter, always frown, barely to smile. However still care for people but it just hard to show emotion.

Hobbies: exercise, Running at morning, training, spending at grillby’s

Likes: drink beer (he know his limited), hotdogs, listen music, spend time with his family and friends, read books. Ketchup on anything food (he don’t drink whole of ketchup)

Dislikes: people take advantage of his brother, see people crying, let anyone down, failure, humans(pacifist- former), see alternate versions of himself.

Strongest: He can make good points to anymore, very loyal to his boss. His skills is martial art, and he use long double bones as weapon to fight the people with his own skills. He does have magics, most powerful and high rank. He work at NCIS (Naval Criminal Investigative Service), he does wear very fancy suits for his work, however when he get days off, he would wear casual clothes at his town.

Weakness: Keep fighting for long hours, cause to tired, Sans does not understand that why he always tired while he trained everyday. He too hard on himself and hard on others too. He is not really good at comfort but he does his best use advice from his brother.

Relationship

Papyrus: brother

He and papyrus used to closer when they was young, before their father passed away, Sans always tell good puns to his brother and make sure he laugh and smile. After father passed away, anything is big changed. Sans shows tough to his brother and push hard on him for not being softie to anyone. Sans has deeply feel bad for papyrus who tried do anything for his family and friends. Sans has worried about him, sans does not wish papyrus get heartbroken from someone who used papyrus.

Gaster: father

Sans loved his father very much and gaster loved his sons. Sans always look up at his father, and loved spend time with him. He was very heartbroken that he watch as hold his father’s hand and he passed away at the hospital.

Undyne: friend

Sans and Undyne are friend and sans knew about her, that his brother’s childhood best friend. However sans and Undyne not really know each other much.

Grillby: close friend

Sans always pay visit at Grillby’s. When sans get drink, and sans tell about his life and struggles to grillby, and grillby is really good listener to him. Sans and grillby always talk about their live, and sometimes tell puns.

The human: friend- pacifist

Sans realize that the human has spare him, and show him that not all humans is bad, and then sans has change a little, sans show care about the human and his family. Sans had to quit his job, and then get along with his brother and human to make new journey to travel the world.

Fun fact: he still love ketchups but rather put in foods. He got car license when he was 17 years old. He used to always drive to his brother’s school and pick up papyrus after school. He used to date two people but it not goes well. He loves go outside when it is rain. During battle-fight, He almost use bad word to the human, realize that the human is child, so he use “brat” instead.

He see alternate versions of himself as cousins but most hateful.

He wonder why there too many sanses who fights over pacifist and genocide, or positive and negative. He would like say if there no positive or no negative at all universe, it will be won’t exist. He believes all sanses should go back to their own universe and mind their own business. Navy sans is more neutral to all AUs.

Pacifist- the human never give up to spare sans until the human hit 1 hp, sans finally realized that human never use fight him. So sans quit fight, chose to spare the human and then drive the human to papyrus and sans’s home while raining. Sans is surprised that the human told him papyrus keep secret take care of the human from sans.

genocide- sans tell the human “ go to hell” as last word. Papyrus found out his brother is dead because of the human. Papyrus will be final boss. Papyrus is more powerful than sans but papyrus rather be chill guy.

[vikkirosko]

💀 Papyrus x Reader headcanons Surprise dinner 🍝

Papyrus was the one who usually cooked. His spaghetti wasn't perfect, but he got better and better every time, which his brother used to joke about. He loved cooking for you, and you wanted to repay him in kind. When you told Sans about this, he offered to help you a little, namely, to ask Undyne to arrange a training day for Papyrus, and at that time you can cook dinner for the two of you. Sans even promised to go to Grillby's this evening so as not to bother you two. You were grateful to him for this and started preparing a shopping list. You had a lot of things you needed to get done, and there was very little time

You were hastily buying groceries, trying to choose the best ones. You knew exactly what you were going to cook. It seemed like the easiest part of your plan for the day. After shopping for groceries, the kitchen at the Skeleton brothers' house was waiting for you. You were unaccustomed to how quiet it was there, because usually when you were in their house it was always noisy and fun. But you didn't have time to be sad or reminisce. You started cooking, periodically glancing at the clock so as not to miss the time when Papyrus would have to return home. The time of his return was conditional, because you could only rely on his brother's words, but it was better than not having any time reference at all

When everything was almost ready, Undyne called you to tell you that Papyrus had gone home. Her words made you start to hurry up, because you wanted to have time to prepare everything before he arrived. You started to hurry, trying not to trip over your own foot. The last thing you wanted was for something you had prepared to be destroyed because of your clumsiness. You hurriedly set the table, washed the dishes and put yourself in order so that everything would be perfect when he returned. Everything had to be perfect, especially after a few hours of your hard work

When Papyrus opened the door, he smelled a delicious smell. You hurried to him and told him to cover his eyes with his hands. When he asked what the reason was, you said that you had prepared a surprise for him. Papyrus was intrigued, although he guessed by the smell what it was, but he did as you asked anyway. You smiled gently and led him to the table. When he opened his eyes, he saw that there were two plates of pasta on the table. When he looked at you, he saw your confused expression and you said that he had cooked for you so often that you decided to repay him for it and made pasta, which he loves so much. Realizing that you were trying your best to cook a meal especially for him made him smile enthusiastically and hurry to hug you, thanking you for such a wonderful surprise

He praised your cooking, marveled that Sans hadn't appeared with his puns yet, and gave you embarrassed compliments. Your dinner was a real date, and it embarrassed him, even though you'd been together for a while. He seemed to fall in love with you more and more every day. Next to you, he felt happier than ever and nothing could ruin your happiness, Papyrus was sure of it

[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.

[random-weird0]

I don't own Horrortale, I'm just doing like, a rehaul of it, the original Au belongs to Sour apple studios.

I dunno, I might like, call it Horrortale Blue. Like, since some peeps do stuff like that with like, I dunno Swapfell red and Swapfell gold and whatnot.

Everything I have so far is under the cut.

So I'm keeping the basic premise. Frisk does a neutral run, leaves, Undyne exiles Toriel and decides to kill every human that falls down.

This is where it changes. Undyne becomes extremely authoritarian, and drafts people for the royal guard because, yeah. She does really care about Alyphs, but like, overworks her for "the greater good". Since Alyphs is constantly working on a way to break the barrier, she isn't keeping up on the core, so things start going downhill.

Sans is avoiding the draft, because that's how he is, so Undyne forces Papyrus to take him in. Things happen behind closed doors, and now Sans' skull is split open.

He's slowly starting to lose his mind, and now Papyrus is very weary of being in the royal guard because he honestly doesn't want anyone else to get hurt.

Now that the core is down, it's extremely hard to get food and instead of sans being the one who suggested eating humans, snowdin just collectively decided they were gonna eat humans.

Cause like, ik sans is losing his mind, but like, he still cares about Tori, and is trying to keep his promise to keep humans safe.

Speaking of her, she's also losing her mind and hates that everyone keeps leaving her, so usually she either ends up killing the kids on accident or they escape and die anyway.

Flowey is pretty much the same, but like, extremely manipulative and he literally just wants the souls to have fun now. He like, doesn't care about anything at all anymore. Any care he had died when frisk left

Here's the Sans redesign. he's so silly, ikr. Trust.

Also, the red on his Jacket is just ketchup. Papyrus like, wouldn't feed him any humans.

I feel like he still has his axe, but it's not meant to be menacing, and papyrus sends him out to get firewood while they're butchering humans and eating them. Papyrus feels like, really bad about it, and doesn't eat humans unless it's absolutely necessary, and he absolutely refuses to feed the humans to sans. That's not to say Sans is like, a child or anything though. That's a full grown man, he's just a little manic and unhinged. And he also takes care of Papyrus in his own little ways, like making sure Papyrus is eating enough, telling him he's cool, and making puns with him. He'd also help Papyrus with puzzle ideas.

And here's the Papyrus redesign. Dw chat, he has emotion under that empty smile, trust.

#im trying #i hope this gains at least a little traction

[promise-keeper-papyrus]

My headcanons of UF Monsters...

Asgore: Acts stoic to hide all his pain; only shows his softer side to those he's close to and later to Frisk, after Frisk defeats the king... He's stricter with Undyne then in canon and teaches her self-control... He dyes his blonde hair black.

Toriel: Well-meaning, but has gone insane from losing Asriel, Chara and the 6 other humans; she's desperate to save one child or at least prevent the child's soul from being harvested (making Sans promise to destroy Frisk's soul before Asgore can get it)... Toriel and Flowey have a decent relationship (she doesn't know his true colors).

Papyrus: A silly and goofy villain that everyone believes is incompetent, but Papyrus wants to prove them wrong by capturing a human then taking them to Undyne, so he can be in the evil Royal Guard; unlike in canon, Undyne truthfully tells Papyrus that he can't be in the Royal Guard because he doesn't have the will to kill, but she says that Papyrus can join if he gets a human for her.

Sans: He has sarcastic jokes and snarky words, instead of puns. His whoppie cushion prank is a bit meaner, because there's a hidden stink bomb in it, which grosses Frisk out. He's constantly smiling, and his eyes are always pitch black (except in battle, or on the surface).

Undyne: Seen as the ultimate villain, Undyne has a cold yet smug personality. Ironically, she's somewhat more honest with Papyrus and she controls her temper better then in canon, thanks to UF Asgore's stricter training. Believes destroying a hero like Frisk would be the perfect crime... Like Asgore, she only shows her soft side to those she's close to and she dyes her hair black.

Alphys: Mad scientist villain, that hides her face with a mask, to hide that she's nervous around Frisk. Ironically, she's somewhat mentally healthier then in canon since she believes creating the amalgamates is horrible, but being horrible in UF is okay. Alphys showed Undyne, Mettaton and Asgore the amalgamates and Asgore wants to use the amalgamates as war weapons; which makes Alphys feel uncomfortable and have some doubts... yet she still lies to the amalgamates' families by saying her patients died when she tried to heal them.

Mettaton: Fabulous flamboyant villain that wants to be a famous moverstar villain on the surface; believes that he's the best villain and 'eviler' than everyone.

Monster Kid: Wants to be Undyne's minion.

Flowey: A bit smarter and more patient then in UT. Pretends to be weak and Frisk's BFF, until Frisk defeats Asgore and gets the human souls. Frisk is forced to keep Flowey, when Flowey threatens to capture Frisk for the Royal Guard.

Frisk: Sweet, but smart and sassy.

[sundropmoondroplover]

Nightmares?

        The next day had soon come. After what had happened yesterday with Sans you weren't sure what to do. He had seemingly in the day closed you off from him. He avoided you at all costs. It was making you sad and curious as to why he was suddenly acting like this. For the day you decided to hang out with Papyrus. "Hey Papy.." you said smiling at him. Papyrus was cooking what looked to be... waffles? "OH! HELLO HUMAN! I HAVE DECIDED TO MAKE SOMETHING NEW FOR BREAKFAST THIS MORNING," he said. "How do you know what waffles are and how to make them?" you asked. Papyrus was checking on the waffles making sure they didn't get too burned.

"OH, UNDYNE HELPED ME MAKE THEM ONE TIME. BUT THE COOKING SESSION ME AND YOU HAD YESTERDAY WITH THE SPAGHETTI HELPED ME LEARN HOW TO MAKE WAFFLES PROPERLY," he said proudly. You smiled at what Papyrus had said. "Do... you know where Sans is... I haven't seen him since... last night?" you asked Papyrus. Papyrus shook his skull. "UNFORTUNATELY, I DO NOT... PROBABLY AT GRILLBYS," he replied. You let out a sigh. As of right now you were going to eat with Papyrus and not worry about Sans. "I can't wait to eat Papyrus thanks for the food..." you told him. Papyrus smiled and gave you some food. "YOU'RE WELCOME HUMAN!" he said sitting doing with you to eat. All you could think about while you ate the waffles was Sans.

Third P.O.V

        Sans was currently at Grillby's drinking his ketchup and talking to Grillby. As he talked to Grillby he thought about what had happened last night. Why did he fall asleep holding Y/n or.. was he already asleep? He wasn't gonna worry about that now. "hey grillbz... can i get a burger?" Sans asked Grillby. Grillby stayed quiet and went to make Sans burger. Sans continued to drink his ketchup as Grillby made his burger. Sans was in deep thought. Why did he care so much about Y/n? She was just another human. Sure, she had magic but... that couldn't be it. He let his guard down around her once and talked to her about resets. He should've just stayed quiet. She didn't need to know what resets were.

        Soon Grillby came back giving Sans the burger. "thanks for the burger grillbz... bun appétit... you're bun in a million..." Sans said winking. Other customers in Grillby's laughed at Sans puns. Sans ate his burger while continuing to be deep in thought like he always was. After finishing his burger, he said the same thing he always says to Grillby. "put it on my tab grillbz" Sans said before leaving. Sans teleported back to his room in him and Papyrus's house. He let out a sigh before hearing a knock on the door. "BROTHER ME AND THE HUMAN WERE WONDERING WHERE YOU WERE... ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" his brother asked Sans. Sans came out of his room. "yeah bro im doing ok" Sans said with his normal smile.

        Sans followed Papyrus downstairs seeing Y/n down there. He had to talk to them but at the same time didn't feel like it. "Sans... are you alright.. after last night?" Y/n asked Sans. Sans put on his normal smile. "yeah doing perfect" sans hummed out before sitting on the couch. Sans, Papyrus and Y/n would spend the rest of the day hanging out together playing games. Later in the night Sans called it and went to his room to sleep. "HUMAN YOU SHOULD SLEEP TOO... WE ALL NEED SLEEP" Papyrus told Y/n. "I will Papy.. thank you.. you better go to sleep too" Y/n told Papyrus. Papyrus smiled before going to his room to go to bed. 

Your P.O.V

        Everything was quiet now that Sans and Papyrus went to bed. It felt too quiet for me. Even during the games, I played with Sans and Papyrus. Sans barely spoke to me. I wasn't sure why I felt so upset that he didn't talk a lot to me. I let out a sigh rubbing my face. I decided to lay back on the couch thinking about the day. After laying for what felt like hours, I heard some noises that sounded like whimpers. I went to where the sounds were coming from. I would've thought they were coming from Papyrus's room but no... they were coming from Sans room? Is Sans having a nightmare? Why would Sans be having a nightmare?

        I slowly walked into his room finding it unlocked. Odd... it was usually locked. I saw Sans on his bed whimpering and moving a lot in his sleep. He was having a nightmare. I walked over to his bed to tap him on his shoulders. "Sans?" I said quietly tapping him on the shoulders. That... didn't seem to wake him up. I shook him lightly this time. "Sans wake up!" I said louder. Sans opened his eyes his magic flaring because of his nightmare. His left eye socket was lit blue using his magic he pushed me away into the wall. "oh shit... i'm.. i'm so sorry.. i didn't mean to..." Sans said quietly rubbing the back of his skull. 

        Sans felt really bad that he got up to help me. "Ugh... it's okay. it was an accident. I'm not injured that's all that matters" I said smiling at Sans. Sans helped me stand up. "You were having a nightmare... are those... common?" I asked Sans. Sans put his hands into his jacket pockets. "uh... yeah.. but i don't wanna talk about it" he said quietly. "Are you sure Sans?" i asked him quietly. "yeah... im sure.. i'm not talking about it. Why was Sans being this way? I understand he's a bit stubborn but. I decided to push it away. "Alright well... if you need anything let me know... I'm going to go back downstairs to the couch..." I told Sans. Sans nodded "alright" is all he said when I left. I left going back to the couch downstairs. I then went to sleep getting some much-needed rest.

[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.

[balex55]

Snowdin Town Stroll

Setting: The main street of Snowdin Town, covered in a fresh blanket of snow. Wooden buildings are adorned with twinkling lights, and the air is crisp and cold, carrying the faint scent of pine. In the town square, a large, decorated Christmas tree stands tall, glistening with snow and ornaments.

(Some time later, SANS and FRISK are casually strolling through Snowdin Town. Sans has his hands in his pockets, a relaxed posture, while Frisk walks beside him, looking around with quiet curiosity.)

SANS: (Gestures vaguely towards the Snowdin Shop) hey, frisk. feelin' a bit chilly? the shop's got some warm stuff. or maybe a bisicle? it's like a biscuit, but... colder.

(Frisk shakes their head, then points towards Grillby's.)

SANS: Grillby's, huh? good choice. always a warm welcome there. and the food's pretty fire.

(They enter Grillby's. The interior is warm and inviting, with a few monsters chatting quietly. GRILLBY himself is behind the counter, polishing a glass. He gives a silent nod of acknowledgment to Sans and Frisk. Sans orders two hot dogs, one for himself and one for Frisk, and they sit at a small table, enjoying the warmth.)

SANS: (After a comfortable silence, taking a bite of his hot dog) so, enjoying the town? it's pretty cool, right? lotta good folk around. always up for a good time.

(Frisk nods, finishing their hot dog, then signs.)

FRISK: It's very peaceful here. And warm, inside!

SANS: yeah, paps loves it. he's always trying to get everyone to join the royal guard, even if it's just for a snowball fight. speaking of which...

(Sans glances towards the town square through the window, then finishes his hot dog. They soon leave Grillby's and wander towards the large Christmas tree in the center of the square. The lights on the tree twinkle brightly, and a few smaller monsters are playing in the snow nearby.)

SANS: this old tree's seen a lot of winters. always puts paps in a good mood. he says it reminds him of his roots.

(Frisk giggles at the pun. As they stand by the tree, a small, enthusiastic figure rushes towards them. It's MONSTER KID, stumbling slightly but quickly regaining balance.)

MONSTER KID: Yo, Frisk! Undyne said you were super cool! And, uh, Sans! You're here too! Hey, Frisk, wanna hang out?! We could play in the snow! Or maybe... maybe you could teach me how to fight like Undyne! Or... or we could just build a snowman! What do you say?!

(Monster Kid bounces on their feet, clearly excited, looking expectantly at Frisk.)

(Frisk's eyes light up, and they nod enthusiastically, signing.)

FRISK: Snowman! Yes!

MONSTER KID: Awesome! Let's do it! Come on, Frisk! We'll make the coolest snowman ever! Yo, Sans, you gonna help?!

SANS: (Shrugs, a faint smile) Nah, you two go ahead. I'm just here for moral sup-port. Don't want to roll in on your fun. You know, too much work for a lazybones like me.

(Monster Kid, undeterred, grabs Frisk's hand and drags them towards a fresh patch of snow. They immediately get to work, rolling large snowballs. Monster Kid is a whirlwind of energy, chattering excitedly as they shape the base, while Frisk meticulously smooths out the snow, adding details with careful precision. They work together, laughing as a smaller snowball tumbles out of Monster Kid's grasp. Soon, a respectable, if slightly lopsided, snowman begins to take shape.)

MONSTER KID: Alright! We need eyes! And a nose! And... and arms! What should we use?!

(Frisk points to a few small, dark pebbles and a bright orange twig. Monster Kid nods vigorously, gathering them. They carefully place the pebbles for eyes and the twig for a nose, then find two larger branches for arms.)

MONSTER KID: It's... it's beautiful! We did it, Frisk! We made a super cool snowman! Undyne would be so proud!

(Just as they finish, a familiar, booming voice echoes across the town square.)

PAPYRUS: NYEH HEH HEH! FRISK! MONSTER KID! I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HAVE COMPLETED MY PUZZLE REFINEMENTS! AND WHAT DO I SEE?! A SNOWMAN?! A... A DECENT SNOWMAN! BUT IT LACKS... THE SPARK! THE FLAIR! THE... THE PAPYRUS!

(Papyrus strides into the square, spotting their creation. He surveys it with a critical, yet ultimately admiring, eye. He then dramatically pulls off his red glove and points to a pristine patch of snow nearby.)

PAPYRUS: FEAR NOT, MY FRIENDS! FOR I SHALL DEMONSTRATE THE TRUE ART OF SNOW SCULPTURE! BEHOLD! THE BIRTH OF... THE GREAT SNOW PAPYRUS!

(Papyrus immediately gets to work with an almost frantic energy. He doesn't roll snowballs; he seems to will the snow into shape, molding it with expert, if overly dramatic, movements. He quickly forms a tall, slender base, then meticulously sculpts a skull more vertical and geometric than a typical snowman's head. He uses twigs for his signature expressive pseudo-brows, and even finds two small, perfectly round red berries to place where his "eyeballs" would be. For his cape, he uses a large, flat piece of snow, shaping it with precise cuts, and for his chest plate, he flattens another section, adding a small, golden pebble for the Starman symbol. He even tries to make a tiny, snow version of his blue briefs.)

MONSTER KID: Whoa! Papyrus is really going for it! He's like... a snow artist!

SANS: (Who has sauntered over, hands still in pockets, watching the spectacle with amusement) Yeah, he's really snowing us how it's done. Looks like he's putting his whole body into it. He's got a real flake for art.

PAPYRUS: (Without looking up, completely absorbed in his work) SILENCE, SANS! THIS IS A WORK OF ART! A TESTAMENT TO MY SUPERIOR AESTHETIC SENSE! NYEH HEH HEH! THERE! PERFECT! A MASTERPIECE! A SNOWMAN THAT TRULY REFLECTS THE GLORY OF THE GREAT PAPYRUS!

(Papyrus steps back, striking a proud pose beside his newly completed "Snow Papyrus," which is indeed a surprisingly accurate, if slightly exaggerated, snow sculpture of himself, complete with a tiny, snow-sculpted cape and a confident, toothy grin.)

😆

[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!

[maurzipan101]

UNIFY EBOTT (( Tumblr Format! ))

Chapter 6 - Marrow-minded

Summary - There's something charming about a fantastical punny skeleton. With a dash of human hate and... something else confusing.

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glancing into the town center, i see monsters from everywhere buzzing with anticipation. everyone is questionably chatty, but taking a listen it turns out that that human went essentially door to door with Asgore. they introduced themselves to anyone who was around, which was.. basically everyone. 

i took a nap, not that it did much.

alphys though, spent the entire day sending my brother out on “special-missions” for the human. i was uncomfortable when paps told me, until i realized the “special-mission” for the human was making him decorate the entire venue. looking at it, he did a pretty good job. i chuckle lightly at the large hung banners that read “WELCOME!!!!!” in rushed writing. some of the exclamation points are even scribbled off the poster and onto the wall behind it.

alphys texted me earlier that paps practically begged her to be assigned the seat next to the human. but she insisted that him being the captain of the royal guard, he’d have to keep watch at the door. probably for the best. 

i look back to the posters, and my sockets grow heavy. it doesn’t really matter how welcoming we are… humans hate our non-existent guts. freaks of nature, that’s what they plaster on the news, i’m just glad paps doesn’t have to see it. it’d shatter his soul i’m sure.

despite the depressing things i’m thinking about, that comical smile stays glued to my face while strolling casually through the hustle and bustle. alas, monsters are quick to swarm around me, all having something to say about the face of the “new frontier.”

“Saannnnssyyy~!” oh boy.

“The new human is quite the looker, don’t-cha think~??”

“They gave me PETS! And I didn’t even see ‘em!!!!”

“The human was sweaty… JUST LIKE THE PICTURE!!!”

“fellas, fellas!” i put my hands up, hushing the small crowd. “trust me i’ve been thinking about the human too, but i’m not jumping out of my skin over it!”

“oh wait-!” buh-dum tsh. they roar and howl with laughter, smiles wide as they use each other as supports to keep them from all falling over. i swear half my puns aren’t even that funny, but i’m glad they’re making at least someone laugh.

“Alright, settle down…” Asgore’s voice cuts through the initial liveliness. “Now we are going to get started in a few minutes-“ 

“well you know i hate to rib us apart.. but I’m gonna have a skele-ton to deal with if i don’t find my table.” the monsters around can barely hold back their snorts and chortles as i sneak away. and my grin widens with another successful pun-filtration. 

my seat ends up being towards the front left of the stage, and taking a look at the name tags next to mine, undyne and.. tori. oh yeah. my soul wells with that tang of excitment, it’s going to be a punny night indeed.

i’m cut off from my thoughts when my nasal bridge reflexively twitches, and the scent of warm cinnamon makes me turn. 

“hey tori.”

“Hello Sans, I see you’re my table mate for the night!” setting the pie on the table, she turns to me. “It will certainly be a... humerus night, will it not?” we both chuckle, shoulders bouncing. 

“hey you already used that one today, no repeats!” i shake my head, and my cheekbones tighten.

“No repeats? Where has your funny bone gone huh?” 

“don’t go jumping to bone-clusions, i just prefer a fresh set of puns once in a while.” 

“That one was awful!” she snorts, only pushing me further into pun madness. 

“maybe your jokes are just marrow-minded.” thats it, she throws her head back in laughter, and I snicker a bit myself.

“OH MY GOD!! THAT’S ENOUGH PUNS FOR A LIFETIME!!!” undyne buts in and slams her hand on the table, but it’s not enough to stop tori from sneaking in chuckles here and there.

“i can’t help it undyne, tori here is a bone-afide genius.” toriel practically keels over with laughter, and undyne throws me an annoyed look. at least one person in the world will always love my puns.. no matter what timeline it’s in. 

“Now now, thank you all for coming, I know it’s been an exciting day for everyone-“ Asgore takes the stand as people take their seats, i follow tori and slump into my chair. 

the stage lights beam off the stage, illuminating it, and a small projector screen behind. the first slide of the presentation reads “UNIFY EBOTT” in bold letters, with the name of the human in the subtext below. their name starts with “Dr.” right, doctorate in anthropology. i’ve started to learn that humans will study anything at this point. i feel the need to throw a joke about not seeing  this humans name until it’s in tiny text on some device, but i keep it to myself. and as Asgore ends his rambling, there’s some applause, and the human enters. 

bright.. and formal. those are the first things that come to mind, not that i’m paying too much attention. but that’s all i need to know everything about them. 

“Hi there! My name is-“ and maybe a bit friendly, paps will probably like them, but he likes everyone. there’s most likely a layer of hatred beneath the positive attitude, even if it’s faint. it’s plain bias. 

“Well, we’ve got many things to discuss tonight. So let’s get started with-“ i tune out quickly from the presentation after that, smile still, but zoning out as much as possible. trying to look present but not being present at all. paps and alphys will talk my lack of ears off after all this anyways, i’ll catch from them what i missed. besides, humans are obsessed with having too much filler in speeches like this. get to the point.

 i don’t know what possessed humans to send one of their yes-men just to study us and get the same answer. they’re monsters! no duh buddy. we’ve got perfectly good scientists and years of history books that we could have just sent them. not that they would have believed a word any of us would have said. we already prove literally no threat to them, humans are ten times stronger than us. if not a hundred times. i get the whole ”we want to see it for ourselves” stuff, but they could have just left us alone to live here. then no one is bothering anyone. they already took frisk, isn’t that enough punishment for just existing? 

it pisses me off. 

this human pisses me off. 

especially that in the end none of it is going to even matter.

…

i’m brought back to reality by the sudden silence of the room. focusing my pinpricks on what’s in front of me, the human is looking right.. at.. me.

…

my brow bone furrows, and my smile falters. i shift slightly in my seat. 

“Uhm- S-Sorry, excuse me-“ they shake it off, looking back to the screen. the skin on their face shifting to a light red. what the hell was that?

it was only for a second, but in that moment it felt like forever. is there something on my face? 

i don’t look up after that, i don’t know what it was about that look.. maybe it wasn’t even at me. i mean, i’m not even the most odd looking monster here. and why did their face… change color after that?  i knew it could change after a human got hurt.. with the bruises on frisk. but… pink.. red? 

something in my soul races for the rest of the presentation. 

i hid it well though. 

i hope. 

[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

[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 Witnesses An Argument (Part 11)

As you predicted, Mister Papyrus had reached the Lounge before you and Sans. The impressive sound dampening walls had muffled most of the talking and shouting and raised voices, but the moment you opened the door, a literal wall of sound hits you. 

“If you think I’ll make nice with those humans you’ve got another thing comin’!” Ah, Miss-- that is, Captain Undyne. 

“IT IS ONLY POLITE TO BE RESPECTFUL TO OUR HOSTS. THEY’RE THE KEY TO THIS TABLE THAT SITS ABOVE ALL AND IT’D BE UTTERLY STUPID TO PISS THEM OFF.” Mister Papyrus, how logical.

“Sit down, Undyne.” The King yanks on his bodyguard’s proverbial leash.

Behind you, Sans sighs and clicks his tongue, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “betcha Undyne didn’t give ya the warmest welcome?” he says sotto voce, looking at you with a brow bone raised. “she’s a bit of a cold fish, see.”

You look at him with an even gaze. “Is that a pun on her appearance?”

The skeleton grins even wider. “it ain’t as fun if ya have to ask.”

It intrigues you how his speaking patterns have relaxed, as if he is more comfortable with you. You suppose that you have become more comfortable with him in turn, since you huff out a soft laugh under your breath. 

“Please have a seat, Mister Sans,” you say instead, striding in and extending your hand towards the well-stocked bar and the many comfortable couches and armchairs in the darkly decorated lounge. “I shall inform the Manager that all are present.”

Frisk seems to start then, straightening in their seat as they look first at you, then at King Asgore. What about mom?

King Asgore seems to stiffen, then look away. “She is...busy.”

A stern look then. Frisk hops off their barstool and pads towards the towering King. No she’s not, I just saw her this morning. She didn’t say she was busy.

“Please, child, ask me no more,” the monster monarch pleads softly, his paws held out in askance. “She has chosen not to be here. That’s all.”

You melt back into the shadows near the doors to listen, knowing that this technically isn’t a conversation you should be listening to. And yet, you had previously made a career out of conveniently being in earshot of sensitive exchanges. So of course you listen in, ignoring Sans’ knowing smile as he walks further into the room.

Interestingly, the skeleton brothers and Undyne do not interfere. They simply watch. Watch and tense as Frisk’s hands ball up. As the King rises from his seat and moves several paces away. 

It soon becomes clear that nothing else will be said. Not with how Frisk storms back to their seat and hop up on it with their back facing the room. Or with how the King goes to the window, resting his shoulder on the frame.

“no business on Continental grounds, right?” Sans calls out to you as you move to leave, stopping you in your tracks.

Instinctively, you nod, coming back into full view with your hands by your side. “Yes.”

“Not even fighting? Even a little punch?” Undyne sneers at you, her flame red hair almost undulating behind her as her long legs eat up the distance between you. With her height, she looms menacingly, cracking her knuckles, fangs bared. 

You don’t bat an eyelash. “No business may be conducted on these premises, lest incurring heavy penalties,” you say evenly as you look up at her. 

Oh yes, you’re sure that she’s as tall as or taller than Papyrus. This close, you can see how she compensates for the lack of sight in one eye, the slight shift of weight that comes from old aching injuries. Yes, just as tall, and just as easy to fell. Should one put in the effort and intent.

Undyne freezes.

Everyone in the room holds their breath.

Even Frisk stops mid-sip of their drink.

And then, as if she had never flinched, the Captain shakes all over like a dog flicking off water.

You wonder what she sees in your face that causes that brief flash of...something in her expression. 

The fish monster grits her sharp teeth and back up reluctantly right into Papyrus, who had been reaching out to grasp her shoulder. “Fine,” she spits, shrugging off her fellow royal guard roughly. “I said fine!” She grumbles under her breath as she spins away to stalk closer to the King, who shakes his head at her.

Papyrus sighs at her back. “Captain,” he mutters. Then he turns to you, tipping his hat on that ivory skull. “We understand the Continental’s rules, Concierge. We have no intention of breaking them.” And here he is, using his more formal, indoor voice that nevertheless sounds just a tad louder than a normal person’s.

You hope so. You’d hate to have to enforce those rules. Well, you might have some satisfaction in plunging a knife through Undyne’s--

No. 

With what you consider an impressive force of will, you keep your hands loose by your sides, your expression neutral, your eyes dead. A slow nod answers Papyrus; you don’t trust yourself to make an inappropriate comment. 

Taking your response for what it is, an acknowledgement, Papyrus goes back to...whatever he was doing, leaving Sans to look at you with burning red pilot lights for eyes. He grins, winks at you, and waves as you leave. 

The elevator ride up to the Manager’s office is quiet save for the soft music wafting through the air. How intriguing, that the former Monster Queen was either not invited, or otherwise not informed. 

Ding goes the elevator bell, then the sound of the doors opening and the elevator cage sliding to the side. 

“My Heart,” the Manager calls out to you as you exit the lift. “They are all here?”

“Yes, ma’am,” you says, folding your hands over your belly. 

She stands then, swinging a smart, if luxuriously tailored and bejewelled jacket around her shoulders. Only to stop as you come to the edge of the desk as she rounds it. “What’s the matter?” Her eyes harden as she looks at you. 

Breaking from your formal stance, you relax enough to fold your arms and press a knuckle to your chin. “The child, Mx Frisk. They were upset that the former Queen is not in attendance. ‘Busy’, the King said, or otherwise chosen not to be here. Is that the case?” Your dead eyes flicker with life. Curiosity.

The Manager blinks in surprise, a smile breaking out over her painted lips. “Oh?” she murmurs, only the slightest bit surprised. “When the meeting was arranged, there was no mention of the former Queen. The King and four others, including Mister Sans himself.”

Considering the former Queen had notoriously distanced herself from her ex-husband, it should not have come as a surprise. And yet for young Frisk, it did.

“Something to hide, perhaps?” The Manager’s lips curl into a smirk. “Worth looking into, don’t you think, my Heart?”

A request. An order.

You incline your head, hands back to their customary position over your belly. “Of course, ma’am.”

Striding over to the elevator, the Manager looks back at you. “Now, shall we bring our guests to the rooftop terrace? The view is to die for.”