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nekojaf · 1 year ago
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Finally got a chance to post this!
I had the pleasure of being the Secret Santa for @toky502 !!! It was a pleasure to draw your pretty goat mom!
Thank you @creators-lounge for hosting another SS this year! It was lots of fun!
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toky502 · 8 months ago
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UNITALE (An alternate tale) [Pixel art]
Well, since I have some free time I made pixel art of the protagonists of unitale (an alternate tale) I hope you like it! see you, greetings! TOKY! ♥️
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r3db3ans · 4 months ago
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Back into doodling stuff on my sketchbook
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shaykai · 2 years ago
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I just think that the UTMV fandom is sleeping on Afterdeath + Life
Edit: TikTok has dubbed this Lifeafterdeath
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skeletwinsauaskbox · 3 days ago
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Yay another tier ranking for the Skeletwins series! Explanations below.
Sans - He's autistic, but he doesn't know it. He's also aroace and is susceptible to depression, but that won't come until later on. He has some mild anxiety, though, but he can manage it for the most part. Though I wonder if he has some mild PTSD...
Papyrus - He gets his own category because he's Papyrus and I can't actually tell if he has mental health issues or not. He's definitely autistic, and is also aroace, but I don't know if trauma-induced amnesia counts as a symptom of some sort of mental illness. It sounds like it should count, but what it could be a symptom of, I'm not sure.
Alphys - Oh, she's the whole bisexual autistic anxiety package, baby! No depression yet, though. That comes later.
Undyne - Obviously a lesbian, could have ADHD. Still debating on that.
Asgore - I'm purposely only going to confirm his depression. The others, I'll just leave up to you.
Toriel: Same as Asgore. I'll only confirm her depression. The rest, I'll leave up to you.
Mettaton - He probably counts as trans, right? I know that's what a lot of people see in him, so I'll just leave it there.
Muffet - She's not any of them, she's just a menace to society. Her own category.
H I M - He never got over the guilt.
Flowey/Asriel - Putting them down as the same person, because that's- uh- They are the same person. And right now, I'll only confirm the mental health issues. The quite obvious mental health issues.
Chara - They'll only really appear in flashbacks (as well as another appearance, you know what), but let's just say they were a troubled kid who was trying their best and leave it at that. Non-binary.
Frisk: Non-binary, but I'm thinking that maybe they could be intersex? I've never heard of an intersex Frisk, I think that would be pretty interesting. Also... I just think intersex people are neat. I can't wait to explore their character some more when I get to them.
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punsmaster69 · 1 year ago
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14/DEC/20XX
the morning rain turning yesterday's snow into slush makes me wonder when the snow'll 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 start.
heavier, i mean.
the heavy-duty kind you can really make stuff with.
certainly feels cold enough to be that heavy kind of snow already.
might be part of why i slept so long today.
lingering soreness from yesterday's events is definitely not helping me get out of bed either.
...slept through all eight of my alarms.
don't know when i went from being a somewhat light sleeper to a heavy one, but i'm sure you have a guess about when.
papyrus seems a little less than thrilled about me getting up so late, but he has to have heard the eight alarms.
can't deny that i at least 𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘥 to schedule myself.
don't think tori minds if i show up a little later than planned anyway.
probably expected it, even.
——
tori herself admitted that her demonstration was a bit of a cop-out.
"After all, there is not much similarity between our magic abilities."
"can't cook with bone magic."
"Right. You do not need me to demonstrate abilities that you cannot recreate."
"So we-"
"wouldn't turn down the chance."
"To watch me use fire magic?"
"yeah. why not?"
"it'd be a hot w-"
"uh."
i'm entirely certain she could see the regret seep its way onto my face immediately.
"that is."
"a way worse joke that i meant for it to be."
not sure whether she was laughing at the joke or me.
just glad she didn't get creeped out by that. i really oughta watch my mouth better.
"what'd you have in mind today, if the demonstration's a bust?"
"Well..."
she looked at me with a tinge of pity.
"You had quite the day yesterday, did you not?"
"Let us do something you would like."
"...alright."
"won't argue with a chance to do nothing."
not paying too much attention to what title i grabbed, i pulled a book from her bookcase.
she picked one with a bookmark dangling out of it; about snails.
tori motioned me over to the couch, with a patting motion to the seat beside her.
i glanced down the hall where the bedrooms are.
couldn't hear any bickering between frisk and flowey, and i know tori wouldn't let them go out in the rain all day.
must mean they're at asgore's for now.
not that it matters who's in the house right now, but i know flowey'd screech at me for being within a foot of the old lady.
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within thirty minutes of sitting next to each other, it has somehow transitioned into her lying on the couch with me nestled on top.
feel a bit like an housecat or something, but can't complain about what's happening.
this 𝘪𝘴 really comfortable.
i'm happy with it.
even if i'm not quite sure how we got here, or if this is slipping outside the friendship realm.
i'm the only one thinkin' about it this hard, so screw it.
right now, i'll leave it be.
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"there was an interesting book i was reading the other day."
"What was it about?"
"an overweight bird."
"An... overweight bird?"
"What was the book called?"
"two-kilo mockingbird."
rocking me about a little as she laughed, i took in how it sounds different with my head against her chest.
the buzz of her voice, low and quiet so as to not speak over the calm rain outside, brought extra comfort compared to usual.
i don't want to move at all.
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ali-anne-undertale-stoof · 2 months ago
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Everyone's Personality Types (in my AU)
Sans - ENTP
Papyrus - ESFJ
Alphys - INFP
Undyne: ESFP
Toriel: ISFJ
Asgore: ENFJ
Mettaton: ESTP
Napstablook: ISFP
Flowey: ENFP
[REDACTED]: ISTP
Frisk: [ W H O C A R E S ? ]
Grillby: ISTJ
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voidsweirdthoughts · 7 months ago
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Guys dont search up for Toriel reference
Sorry if my artstyle changes too much :)
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animationismycomfort · 7 months ago
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finally got to play undertale on my PlayStation
I’m very happy :)
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ne0nwithazero · 1 year ago
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Not sure if you've explained this before, but when a darkner is born, does their associated object appear in the light world? Like, for instance, could a lightner enter a dark world, take Lava out of it, and be left holding a lava lamp that would turn back into a young girl if brought back into a dark world? And would the lamp have existed before Lava was born, or did it just appear? Or perhaps, by complete timeline trickery, did somebody bring a lava lamp into the dark world at the moment Lava was born?
I love your whole Kliegkaard thing, and am just wondering how the whole light world objects thing works with "second generation" darkners in your eyes.
I've thought of this before but for Tenna hahaha
I'm putting it in a "Don't think too much about it" category as to how the object appears in the context of darkners having kids.
But yeah, if you took Lava out of her dark world, you would get a blue lava lamp in your inventory, but the assumption is that that lamp was already there to begin with lol
The timeline trickery of objects being brought coinciding with the dark world equivalent being born is the closest to what I have going on :'D But like I said, it's a "Don't think too much about it" situation
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xadoheandterra · 1 year ago
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S H A T T E R E D
Series: Purple Stars
Story: S H A T T E R E D Fandom: Undertale Scenes: I | II Characters: Toriel Dreemur, Wing Dings Aster [W. D. Gaster] Tags: Angst, body horror, discussion of death and murder, imprisonment, soulbinding, zalgo text Summary: A SOUL swallows the whole of Reality, and then SHATTERS from the Strain.
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The kettle shrieked. One large, meaty paw carefully pulled the metal off the stove. Toriel poured the hot water into her mug, teabag ready to steep. She breathed, slowly, and looked over at the fridge with unfocused eyes. The calendar date had been circled, and the year was off, but Toriel knew what day it was already. She dragged her teabag up and down, methodically.
Today was the day Asriel died.
Her precious boy, the Prince of All Monsters, the light of her life in a darkened time--died, today. Toriel placed the teabag onto a plate, scooped a small amount of sugar into her cup, and opened the fridge door. The milk was were it always would be, and Toriel calmly poured a dollop into her cup, and then replaced the carton back into the fridge. She set the cup on her table, and then sat down.
Out of all things in her life Toriel had loved most her son. She cared for Asgore, had married him and named him King Consort for a reason, but she had loved Asriel. Her little Asriel, who took up all of her time and attention, who had softened her. Most of her subjects today could not recall a time before Asriel, before their imprisonment in the Mountain. There were so few of those who had been present in the War left if Toriel discounted herself, Asgore, and her Generals.
It was this that infuriated her. The knowledge that to most of her subjects they saw her as soft, and Asgore as hard, and stars they were so wrong. Asgore had always been the softer of the two of them, and only hardened after the birth of their son because he had to. Toriel could not make the hard decisions when her attention was required on their infant child; Asgore had to protect them now, to stop the humans from eradicating them from where they remained--imprisoned, by those Mages.
Toriel envied her subjects in some ways; she envied their ignorance to the true plight they all faced. She envied their lack of knowledge, of the truth of the threat before them. She also hated it, hated that once she had been that ignorant herself, so focused on her son. She hated that the duty to protect her people fell to Asgore of all monsters, even if she knew somewhere for the longest time that Asgore had not even been aware much longer before her.
When Chara arrived, when Asriel found them under the stars in a pile of leaves in the middle of ruins older than the settlements that Toriel had made for her Kingdom--most monsters had not spread so far as the Ruins, and so most didn't know there were even Ruins to see--it was Asriel that stayed her hand against the human. It was Asriel's soft, concerned, voice that stopped her when she saw those red eyes on that human face.
It was Asriel that brought Chara home, and that had been their undoing.
Toriel blew on her cup of tea and sighed softly. Asriel was dead, and here she was in this little getaway home that she had made for her family--alone. She knew, logically, that a War with the humans was nigh impossible. She knew that killing any who entered what was now there domain was foolish--but also that it was the only thing that had protected them in those early days. She also knew it was not what her Asriel would want, so Toriel rejected the option. Asriel had known Peace, not War.
Toriel never wanted another monster to know War as she did. She did not want another to know the darkness that could be buried in their kind like she did. Oh that darkness, how she knew it so intimately, too. Toriel ran her finger over the edge of her cup, and frowned. She had always suspected--but she dared not ask. It was the unspoken agreement between them, that she would not ask unless they offered first--but the evidence was there, in front of her face, and Toriel would be blind to ignore it.
This home had not been hers first, but she was allowed to settle here, and that acceptance of her presence in some place that held as much meaning as it had as this--Toriel would respect it. Just as Toriel would respect what Asriel wanted--not that Asgore seemed to understand that much at all. She scowled, and clenched her cup tightly. She wondered if Asgore even remembered what today meant.
Toriel stared at her cup of tea that she still had yet to drink, muzzle pressed together tightly, when the shockwave swept through the Underground. It was enough to have her jolt to her feet with a sudden wrenching cry, startled from her thoughts by the suddenness of it. Something in her chest, SOUL deep, tugged tight and taunt and Torial grasped the front of her dress with one meaty paw as her eyes went wide.
W̸h̴e̶r̵e̶ ̶w̸a̷s̷ ̷A̶s̶t̷e̴r̵?̵ ̵W̴h̴e̵r̶e̵ ̸w̴a̶s̸ ̴h̴e̴r̶ ̷s̸t̴a̷r̴l̴i̶g̴h̶t̸,̶ ̴h̷e̶r̵ ̷s̶o̸u̵l̶l̴i̵g̶h̴t̵?̷ ̴T̸h̶e̵ ̵w̴o̴r̴l̶d̴ ̶s̷h̷u̷d̵d̵e̸r̸e̴d̸ ̴w̷i̴t̸h̴ ̶a̵n̸ ̷a̵c̵h̸i̴n̷g̷ ̴c̶r̶y̴.̴ ̶ h̴e̷r̸e̵.̴"̸
Something had gone wrong, somewhere. Suddenly the deep bound of acceptance, of home, began to be drowned by terror. Something was wrong. She feared another Mage attack, although she felt assured that the Mage attacks had not happened in at least fifty years now--not since Asriel had taken his first steps, not since A̴̦̎s̴̲͗ẗ̵��é̷̙r̷̻̍. had promised they were over. The terror drove Toriel to grab her phone and dial a number she hadn't in nearly a decade. Her paw shook even as she clenched tight to her chest and closed her eyes. She breathed, and tried to think. Something was missing.
"̷L̶a̸d̸y̵ ̷T̴o̷r̷i̷e̴l̸.̸.̸.̷"̶ ̶h̷e̵ ̵r̴e̷a̶c̸h̸e̷d̷,̵ ̶h̴e̴ ̴t̸o̵u̶c̸h̴e̷d̸,̷ ̷b̴u̸t̴ ̴h̶e̷ ̸c̵o̵u̵l̷d̵ ̸n̸o̴t̶ ̷f̷e̷e̴l̶.̵
"Toriel?"
"Asgore..." Toriel breathed, her voice heavy with effort, "...what happened." She needed to know the state of things. She eyed the lights as they flickered overhead. A second shockwave, gentler than the first, shook her. Toriel clenched tight to the front of her dress and grit her teeth. She was Queen of All Monsters. She needed to know.
"...there was an explosion at the C.O.R.E. facility. The shockwave reached you?"
"Yes," she ground out at his disbelief. Really, her husband could be quite dense. Why else would she bother to call him when she'd cut off all contact after Asriel--after what Asgore had done? "What are the damages to Our People?" She kept her tone sharp, brusque, business-like. Asgore was first and foremost her Consort, and so he answered to her even if he liked to pretend he didn't.
For a long, long moment there was silence on the other end of the line, and then Asgore breathed out slow and steadying. "We don't have the numbers yet. I was only just informed of the catastrophe before the shockwave hit."
"̶I̸t̷ ̷w̵a̸s̶ ̶m̴y̵ ̸f̸a̸u̵l̷t̶.̸ ̶I̶ ̷p̸u̷s̵h̴e̶d̴ ̶t̸o̵o̸ ̸f̴a̴r̵,̸ ̶t̷o̶o̵ ̸f̷a̸s̸t̵.̴ ̸I̵ ̷m̴i̶s̸c̷a̷l̴c̶u̸l̵a̸t̵e̷d̴.̸ ̵L̸a̴d̴y̵ ̶T̵o̴r̷i̶e̶l̷.̴.̴.̷"̶ ̴h̷e̴ ̴w̵a̵n̸t̶e̴d̸ ̵t̴o̶ ̸c̶o̸m̵f̶o̷r̶t̶,̷ ̵t̶o̵ ̷c̷a̵l̵m̴,̴ ̴t̶o̶ ̸a̵p̴o̵l̸o̸g̶i̴z̴e̷ ̴a̵n̴d̸ ̵b̷e̷g̶ ̷f̶o̴r̷g̶i̶v̵e̵n̸e̸s̷s̵.̵ ̷H̵i̵s̷ ̵S̸O̷U̸L̶ ̶a̸c̶h̶e̵d̸.̴ ̸H̴e̴ ̴f̵e̶l̴t̶ ̷h̷i̴m̷s̴e̷l̴f̴.̶.̶.̷s̶l̵i̵p̷p̵i̷n̶g̴.̶ ̷"̸D̶o̸n̴'̴t̵ ̷b̵l̵a̵m̸e̵ ̶h̷i̵m̵.̴ ̴P̶l̷e̵a̶s̵e̸.̸"̵
"Where is Sir--where is--" Toriel stumbled, that SOUL ache a deep burn as she tried to speak but found she couldn't. She opened her mouth and felt tears at her eyes and she couldn't--
--not another one, please not another one. I can't lose another one--
"Our Royal Scientist," Toriel got out through a thickly coated throat. "Where is he?" The bond felt--rancid. Her SOUL felt tight. The walls closed in on her and Toriel had to close her eyes and breathe while she waited for a response. He would be alright. He was always alright. That fool of a skeleton with more brains then sense would be fine, and she would hear him apologize for terrifying her in a way he hadn't done since--
--dust and marrow-blood and so many cracks, too many cracks, gods A̴̦̎s̴̲͗ẗ̵̩é̷̙r̷̻̍. what had you been thinking?!--
Asgore was silent.
"Where is he Asgore?" Toriel felt sick with the worry, the fear that A̴̦̎s̴̲͗ẗ̵̩é̷̙r̷̻̍. was gone.
"...he was at the epicenter. According to Sans."
Toriel felt fury in her breast as she leaned over the phone, squeezed her paw tight over her chest. She ground out, "Find him. He is not allowed to die." She did not bother to hear Asgore's response before she snapped the phone closed and flung it from her with a cry.
H̷e̴ ̵w̶a̵s̴ ̵g̴o̷n̵e̸.̶ ̴H̷e̸r̸ ̶s̸t̴a̴r̴l̶i̶g̴h̴t̴.̴ ̴H̶e̷r̷ ̸s̵o̵u̴l̴l̶i̷g̷h̶t̸.̷ ̷H̶e̸ ̴w̸a̷s̵ ̵g̵ ̵o̴ ̷n̶ ̷e̴.̸
Toriel reached deep into the bonds with her SOUL and found the one that frayed at the edges. She felt the thick ink and tar that tried to devour that which belonged to her and snarled as she grasped. Her eyes glowed bright and brilliant and red as she growled, "You are not allowed to die A̴̦̎s̴̲͗ẗ̵̩é̷̙r̷̻̍. Not yet. Not now." The dark lines dragged from her eyes down her muzzle as she pulled on all that she was, as she grasped that soulbond tight and Commanded it to heed her Will.
"̷I̵ ̸w̷o̵n̵'̴t̵.̷ ̸I̵ ̷w̴i̴l̶l̵ ̵r̶e̷t̸u̶r̸n̷.̴ ̴I̷ ̴w̶i̷l̷l̵.̷ ̸I̵.̶.̵.̴w̵i̵l̴l̴.̸ ̶F̴i̸g̵u̶r̶e̷ ̴t̵h̸i̵s̶ ̶o̴u̴t̸.̷ ̵M̸y̶ ̵L̵a̸d̵y̸.̸"̵ ̷H̴e̴ ̴r̷e̵a̵c̶h̵e̴d̵ ̵o̷u̴t̷ ̸a̵ ̶h̸a̴n̸d̸,̶ ̶l̶a̵i̴d̸ ̵i̴t̸ ̵u̵p̸o̷n̴ ̵t̷h̸e̴ ̷p̸a̶w̶ ̵o̷n̷ ̸h̴e̵r̴ ̵b̴r̸e̶a̶s̷t̸.̵ ̵H̵e̵ ̴c̴o̷u̷l̵d̸ ̶n̶o̴t̵ ̸b̷r̸e̵a̸t̸h̶e̶,̸ ̴h̷e̴ ̶c̵o̴u̷l̷d̵ ̸n̴o̷t̶ ̸f̷e̵e̸l̵,̷ ̸e̷x̸c̴e̴p̵t̸ ̸f̴o̶r̶ ̵t̶h̶i̸s̷.̴ ̸T̸h̶i̷s̶ ̶a̶c̷h̶i̴n̶g̴ ̶b̶u̶r̷n̸ ̶i̶n̵ ̶h̴i̶s̶ ̷S̴O̴U̴L̶ ̵t̷h̸a̶t̸ ̶b̷o̷u̵n̵d̸ ̸h̵i̶m̴ ̸t̷o̷ ̸h̶e̵r̴.̶ ̴H̷i̴s̴ ̶O̵a̶t̵h̷.̴̶I̴t̶ ̷w̴a̸s̵ ̸t̸h̷e̵ ̴f̵i̷r̷s̷t̵ ̶t̷i̶m̵e̴ ̴i̷n̴ ̸a̶ ̴l̵o̸n̴g̵,̶ ̷l̸o̵n̶g̷ ̵t̵i̷m̴e̵ ̸s̴h̵e̴ ̵h̴a̶d̵ ̸d̵a̴r̶e̸d̶ ̵t̴o̸ ̴u̶s̶e̵ ̴i̷t̴,̸ ̷t̶o̴ ̸u̶s̸e̵ ̷h̸i̵m̴ ̴i̸n̸ ̴s̸u̶c̸h̷ ̵a̷ ̵w̷a̴y̴.̸ ̴H̴e̵ ̵a̵c̸h̵e̵d̴ ̶f̴o̷r̴ ̴i̷t̵,̴ ̸m̶i̴s̷s̴e̶d̷ ̶i̴t̷.̵ ̵I̸t̵ ̸b̸o̸u̷n̸d̸ ̵h̷i̵m̷ ̸s̸o̷m̶e̵ ̷c̷o̷h̷e̴r̶e̶n̷t̵ ̴s̶h̴a̴p̵e̴,̵ ̵s̸o̵m̵e̸ ̸c̷o̸h̴e̴r̵e̵n̵t̷ ̷f̶o̷r̵m̸.̵ ̵H̶e̸ ̶t̵i̴l̸t̶e̴d̷ ̶h̵i̴s̴ ̶h̸e̶a̶d̶ ̶s̷l̴i̶g̵h̵t̷l̶y̸ ̴t̵o̵ ̵p̶e̵e̵r̵ ̵u̷p̸ ̴a̵t̷ ̵h̴e̶r̸,̸ ̸t̷o̷ ̴s̵t̷a̴r̸e̸ ̷i̷n̸t̸o̷ ̶t̸h̶e̶ ̷g̴l̵o̵w̴i̵n̷g̸ ̸r̵e̴d̵ ̸e̵y̴e̶s̸ ̸o̵f̴ ̷t̴h̸e̶ ̴Q̵u̴e̴e̷n̶ ̸o̸f̷ ̸A̶l̷l̶ ̷M̴o̵n̴s̸t̷e̸r̶s̶.̴
Toriel gasped, eyes suddenly wide as she stared back at a face that fizzled and popped and was not there and yet somehow, impossibly, was all at once. She reached out one paw to trace along the shape of a mandible, watched as the face leaned against her touch, violet shining eyes full of sorrow.
"A̶s̸t̶e̶r̶," Toriel said, and she felt relieved. He was not dead. Not yet. Not until she gave him leave to do so, as he had sworn would be the case. Toriel relaxed only slightly at the sight, at the acknowledgement she had not lost this yet, even if the skeleton had a lot to make up for.
A̷s̶t̵e̵r̷ ̸s̴m̶i̶l̵e̷d̸.̴ ̵ ̷"̴M̶y̴ ̸L̵a̴d̶y̴,̴"̵ ̷h̴e̶ ̶s̷a̵i̴d̸.̶
The next moment the sight of her skeleton was gone, and Toriel was once more alone in the room with an ache in her chest. It was better, though. She relaxed. Yes, it would be fine. A̵s̸t̶e̵r̸ would return to her, as he always did, and when he did come back Toriel would tear into him for his reckless abandon as she had always done--and then she would tear right into Asgore, because this had his meaty damn paws all over it too. She was not blind, after all.
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I̶n̵ ̵t̴h̴e̶ ̴V̷o̵i̶d̸,̸ ̴a̸l̸o̷n̵e̴ ̴a̶n̸d̵ ̶b̴u̸r̵n̶i̵n̷g̴,̷ ̷A̴s̸t̵e̸r̷ ̸f̴e̸l̴l̵,̵ ̷a̷n̸d̸ ̶f̵e̵l̶l̸,̷ ̵a̶n̴d̵ ̶f̵e̴l̷l̷.̴.̸.̴.̶
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toky502 · 1 year ago
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UNITALE (An alternate tale) - HALLOWEEN! ✨
Well, some forgotten and delayed Halloween things hahaa ñwñ ✨ but, at least the costumes are always fun to wear!! 🎃 see you, greetings! TOKY! ♥️
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navysealt4t · 2 years ago
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i play undertake to ignore my problems 👍
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floweycidal · 2 months ago
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do you think when flowey was a wee weed and just got into calling himself flowey that he had a kind of embarrassing stage he does not want to talk or even think about where he tried too hard to be the opposite of asriel and it was so obvious everyone could tell it was asriel
BAHAHAHAHA, YOU BET I DO! this is probably going to be as headcanon-y as it gets (kinda), sorry in advance. but really, making him a total sopping wet soggy loser is the best part of writing him. it's my favorite angle, no doubt.
the first month of being "flowey" was an exercise in second-hand embarrassment, except the person you're embarrassed for is yourself. and you can't even leave the room to escape it, because surprise! you are the room. you're a flower. stuck there. living it.
he had it all planned out. goodbye asriel dreemurr, the prince of crying-at-literally-everything, hello to... whatever cool and clever thing he was supposed to become. the details were fuzzy, but he figured being soulless meant the whole "evil" thing would come naturally.
it did not come naturally.
the cracks showed almost immediately. everything he tried just came out wrong. his threats sounded more like worried suggestions. his evil schemes kept accidentally making things better. his idea of entropy was essentially community service with attitude.
he couldn't even get the basics right. he'd tried tossing out sick burns, but they'd just hit with all the impact of a wet napkin. they weren't even insults half the time—just weirdly specific observations that petered off awkwardly.
he sucked at it. no way around it. he sucked ass.
so, he worked harder. determined to sound edgy, bad to the stem—whatever that meant—but it didn’t seem to take. every affront felt more like an accident than an attack. 
and the laugh. god, the laugh. he practiced it, forced it, tried every variation. dry chuckles, derisive cackles, even an exaggerated villain’s howl. none of them worked. what kept slipping out instead was the exact same dorky laugh that used to bubble up when #she would do silly voices during storytime.
this was the worst. he was the worst at being the worst.
his own body double-crossed him at every turn, still running on years of ingrained kindness his mind was trying to stamp out. he'd be right in the middle of his most "menacing" speech yet, really getting into the whole eternal suffering thing, when someone would sneeze.
"bless you!"
every. time.
the number of “villainy” monologues ruined by his automatic politeness was actually impressive. really, it was almost a talent.
it was a drawn-out process, this transformation. no guidebooks or cheat sheets. however... i’d argue the closest thing he had to a mentor here was toriel.
she didn't know it was him. obviously. somehow that made it worse, because she kept almost-recognizing things. little stuff he hadn't managed to burn away yet.
a familiar turn of phrase. how he'd end sentences. that godawful giggle that still sounded too much like pillow forts and frolicking in the mud. how he’d fill glasses, just enough to make them brim above the edge. the efficient way.
each time her eyes would catch on these moments, these tiny betrayals of self, he'd slam that reset button with all six petals. nu-uh, no buckaroo.
her reactions were the compass he followed, pointing to what needed to be carved away. reset after reset, he got better at it. harsher. finer. a little less like the kid who used to run up to her with flower crowns and scraped knees. 
the kindnesses got rarer; the callousness came easier.
never easy enough, though.
she'd still tilt her head sometimes, something glittering in her eyes like she was hearing the first few notes of a song she’d once known by heart. and he'd realize he'd effed up again, let some stupid little piece of asriel show through.
she’d never know she was teaching him how to stop being her son. to her, he was just some weird flower guy that occasionally felt eerily familiar, though she couldn’t quite put her finger on why.
every time she almost intuited something in him, he'd reload, desperate to finally become someone she wouldn't know at all.
ahhhhh. and so it came full circle. in his frenzied bid to unlearn being her child, he was still (by the most bruisingly contorted logic) turning to her for guidance. still just a kid, looking to his mom for answers. just… not in the way either of them would’ve wanted.
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skeletwinsauaskbox · 1 month ago
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Here's the alignment of every "main" character in the Skeletwins AU.
Any questions? :)
(PS. Flowey should be a bit more to the right, I don't know why the download did that.)
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rekino2114 · 3 months ago
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Going trick-or-treating with chara
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Halloween post #5
Pairing: female chara dreemurr x gn reader
Summary:Frisk managed to convince chara to celebrate Halloween and go trick-or-treating with her. She did it by promising her 2 things:free chocolate and getting to spend time with you
A/n:The headcanon that chara loves chocolate is one I've seen around a lot, and it's really adorable, so I'm keeping it for my version of her
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"This is so dumb"
"Don't say that, chara, it's gonna be fun"
It was Halloween, and Frisk decided to celebrate the holiday by doing a classic:trick-or-treating. Even if the monsters probably didn't know about it, she still wanted the three humans in the underground to celebrate
While convincing you was pretty easy, because you wanted to have fun too, trying to get chara to participate was harder. She didn't really see the point and called the tradition stupid, but after telling her she could have a lot of free chocolate (and be with you), she agreed even if reluctantly
"What's with the costume anyway?"
"Hm? What do you mean? You told me to wear this"
"I told you to dress up as a devil. You put on some plastic horns and called it a day, that's barely a costume"
"I don't need a costume, I'm already a demon basically, and what about you, you just cut a hole into a sheet and used it as a shirt, put on fake wings and a halo......wait now that I'm thinking about it, why are we matching? Shouldn't I be matching with y/n? They're my partner"
"Ohhhh, you wanna see them that badly?"
Chara blushed and raised her voice at frisk
"S-shut up, I was just asking"
"Suuuuuure anyway they should be here any mome-"
"Hey babe, hi frisk"
Your arrival made both of the girls smile (even if chara's was a bit more subtle) and wave at you
"Hey y/n, chara couldn't wait to see you, she wanted to-"
"I already told you shut up.....hey y/n....n-nice costume by the way"
"Oh, thanks, yours is nice too"
The red eyed girl gave a smug look at her friend while smiling more at you
"Oooook, let's go now. Everyone has their basket, right?"
You two nodded as frisk grinned
"Wonderful, ok everyone, we're gonna have the best trick-or-treating the underground has ever seen"
"Probably the only one"
"A-anyway, we're gonna get so many candies! Let's start"
You three went to different houses to trick-or-treat and actually got quite a lot of sweets, mainly because of chara terrifying every monster into giving her chocolate despite frisk constantly telling her not to
"I gotta admit, that was pretty fun, I should have listened to you from the start frisk"
".....do you think it was fun just because you got to scare everyon with your face"
"What about it? Isn't the whole point of Halloween fear?"
"....I guess"
"And it was because of chara that we got so many candies, so I'd say it was worth it. Thanks, babe,"
"See y/n gets it"
"Whatever, let's just go back home"
You went there and sprinted past toriel to your bedroom where you sat on the bed and emptied your baskets on it
"OK, so should we trade?"
"GIVE ME ALL THE CHOCOLATE!!"
without warning, chara instantly grabbed every single chocolate bar and chocolate flavored sweet that was there before unwrapping one of them and starting to eat it
".......I should have expected that. Well, I guess we can trade the non chocolate stuff between ourselves y/n"
You did just that and ate the candies you got until chara approached you with a bar of chocolate in her hand
"H-hey, I'm full, and this was leftover so....... wanna share?
"Oh~ chara sharing chocolate, I didn't think that was possible, I guess that's what love does, though,"
Chara simply glared at frisk while you laughed and snapped the bar in half, giving yourself a piece
"Sure, I like chocolate almost as much as you, so thanks"
"Don't mention it"
You and chara ate the bar while smiling at each other. When you finished, you looked at her and kissed her cheek, which made her blush a lot and caused frisk to laugh again
"W-what was that for?"
"What? So I can't kiss my girlfriend now?"
"N-no, I'm not saying that just-"
She suddenly pulled you closer to her and kissed you passionately on the lips, making you melt into the moment
"If you want to kiss me, commit to it"
"Sure thing, sorry......you taste like chocolate"
"Is that a bad thing?"
"No it's still delicious, just like your regular kisses"
"Good"
She hugged you, pulling you closer to her once again
"Happy Halloween.......love"
"Happy Halloween to you too sweetie"
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