#FANWORK!

[flowerfell-regrowth]

HIHIII IT'S ME! i have been putting this off for far too long after i sent that last ask, but thank you!! i am SO excited to get into this, especially being a fairly new unedrtale fan,. I remember when it came out and I wasn't super interested. i was like, "oh another weeeird cartoon thingy." but just like with steven universe and FNAF, I was WRONGG. I actually just recently played it and I am consumed by this little world. anyways, your regrowth au is my absolute favorite!!! I love how you redid it. here is a little snippet of what I have for the first chapter!!!! ♥♥♥ (i'm imagining frisk in this to be they/her , and teetering on the edge of gender neutral. this is just how I percieve them!) ----

Drip

Drip

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Drip.

Inhaling deeply through their nose, the child was met with the unmistakable aroma of rain. Well, not rain per se, but instead an all-too-familiar mixture of moist cobblestone and mud. Wet grass and aging leaves that had long since fallen from whatever tree might've lurked on the surface. 

The earthy scent was what Frisk first noticed; however, the second thing that they became aware of was the searing pain that seemed to be pulsing from her lower half. The pain was like fire burning their legs. She whimpered. It blew up in her head with a terrifying blankness. It was nauseating. Frisk started to quiver. The stiffness spreading throughout their limbs made it challenging to shift her arms.

Futile as it was, Frisk needed to get up. Needed to see. Head fuzzy, they cracked their eyes open. Bringing up an arm to rub the blur from her vision, Frisk grimaced. A dull throb in her shoulder, too. It felt like she'd been hit by a truck--and for all she knew, she had.

Finally, finally looking to the sky, Frisk froze. Blinking rapidly, they willed their eyes to move about the cavern. Cave? The walls of wherever they were. A faint light fell in beams from a very, very distant hole in the ceiling. Where was-

Oh.

The mountain. 

Frisk had climbed up the mountain. More importantly, Frisk had fallen down the hill. Which, in hindsight, probably explained the near-torturous pain she was experiencing in their legs. 

The steady patter of the rain hitting the ground filled the air, creating a soothing soundtrack to the rather uncomfortable moment.

"Oh, you're awake. Geez, finally."

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EEEEE OH MY STARS!! I love this, thank u for liking my au and taking the time to write this!!! :D

Sorry this took so long to respond to, i wanted to draw something as a thanks :)

[just-french-me-up]

'ao3 needs a like and dislike button'

what you need, my algorithm-rotten minded friend, is a grip

[miiilowo]

phenomenon

[shyjusticewarrior]

At some point "fanfic can be as good as professional writing" became "fanfic should be as good as professional writing" and that's caused major damage to fandom spaces.

[bobozolol]

Bro dresses like an old peepaw😭

(Based on his new sleepwear and this image)

[che-sha]

I spy with my little eye... Literally everything

(i've decided that the wallpaper I made deserves to be published as a separate artwork.)

[eraserbread]

there's nothing your nanami loves more than watching you cook.

he enjoys the way you get into it, crinkling your brow as you multitask from nursing your sauce to peeling your vegetables. he just loves everything you love, including your stupid, smutty tv shows and perpetually sad music.

if you carved a hole in his chest, you'd probably just see... you. every part that encaptures your soul.

tonight, you're cooking for him again wearing a matching pajama set you know he loves. you're wearing it as he slugs back in from work, frustration brewing and rising above his head like a spell. his shoulders are so heavy that it's palpable. you drop the knife in your hands.

"oh, kento." you purr, approaching him with your arms outstretched. in a single move, he drops his glasses and loosens his tie, ready for you to dote on fully. "I'm sorry you had a bad day."

"you're making something good?" he puts on a millisecond smile for you, closing his big hands across your back. the air around you smells like home, and you feel like it. soft to the touch and packed full of comfort and ease. it's why nanami married you -- there's no pain or adversity within these four walls. that's only a work thing.

"your favorite, f-

he chuckles, cutting you off from the tangent he knows you'll take him on. "I don't see you laid out on that stove."

"-ken!" you slap both hands across the bottom of his pretty face, flustered and blushing red. you knew he has a mind to say something risque, but it always surprises you when he does. he's still not the easiest person to read. "jus- just sit down and I'll finish up."

"mm, okay. take your time." nanami has to peel himself away from you, and it takes all of his might. on the upside, he can watch your back as you fuss around in the kitchen. silently, you check the pot of rice, noting the remaining cooking time, stir and lower the flame on your meat and head back to continue cutting on your board. nanami studies all of it. he truly loves you so much.

so, he can't help the fact that the beautiful meal you'd been doting over got a bit too crispy.

your nanami just had to taste you for himself, already two fingers deep into your aching cunt, he leans down between your thighs to lap at your sweetness. he could die between these thighs -- make a home in the cushioned, comforting skin and stay forever.

he needed your pheromones in a cologne -- your taste on the back of his tongue forever, because you were so delelectible. you're always insanely fucking pretty when you're mewling his name; lovely, scattered renditions only you can call him tumbling out.

he's dragging the thickness of his tongue between your folds, focusing the tip against your swollen clit. he has you right where he wants you, knowing its not enough to make you cum immediately, but just enough to send you over the edge.

you're sliding back on the counter, its slickness from your body and nanami's spit not making it very suitable to eat off of. neither of you care, because it's just so sweet to be in this shared presence.

it's so lewd to hear your husband's fingers fucking you over the sound of your dinner sizzling and burning. but, that's just exactly what you signed up for when you agreed to become

mrs. nanami kento

[morbidmira]

ao3 writers are either *90% of works are short oneshots* or *physically incapable of writing a oneshot, everything must be expanded upon*

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[jellysnail-draws]

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[zivilzz]

I don’t know where we are in the grand scheme of things, but I just wanna be hugging you tonight. 💔

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[heohl-art]

The best way to begin a new ineffable year... is with spicy stuff🫢🔥✨

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My first GO fanart of 2025~

Happy New (Ineffable) Year!🎉

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