#LIKE FLOWEY GOT BORED

[o-sunny-day]

*WAS IT WORTH IT?

GAAAAAHH posted this on tiktok forgot to post it on tumblr

also i made a work-in-progress overview on tiktok and the sound got removed so im gonna do that for this too 😭😭 BUT AUGGGHHHH THIS THING TOOK YEARS OFF MY LIFE/pos (tbf this comic in general is taking years off my life so LEMME GIVE A LITTLE BACK TO COMMUNITY♥️♥️♥️)

its hard to describe after its all “done” (its not exactly done- but i’m calling it here cause i’m happy with it)

BUT I EXPECTED THAT! SO I RANTED ABOUT IT AS I MADE IT ON MY ART ARCHIVE SERVER!!! HAVE AT YEE

all the little ins and outs :3

since I can only post 1 video per pose ill post the works in progress’ after this- be on the look out cause I ALSO CANT JUST REBLOG THIS 😭😭 videos are weird on tumblr smh

[the-great-papyru]

something i’ve never seen covered: flowey after neutral runs.

let’s say you do a pacifist run, spare flowey, and then just do not reset. you still hold the save file. before, you had the save file, yeah, but you were there and you were interesting. now he has nothing. yes, some dialogue is bound to change, but eventually he’s going to end up bored. and here’s where it gets interesting.

suddenly he has to live life in a linear fashion. no more going back. and i can see him being incredibly paranoid about every choice ever. he can’t go back! what if he does something to change the story irreversibly? so he starts gradually shutting himself off from everyone. more than before, i mean. he can’t even watch people; what if he’s spotted? he doesn’t know where people will be! so he ends up completely isolated from everyone; lonely, unstable, etc. papyrus is wondering where he is but he can’t just talk to him! what if he messes up, what if he reveals too much, what if he says something wrong and papyrus hates him, what if. he can’t interact with anyone. ever.

or.

or he swallows his fears. he’s a being of curiosity. he’s got to keep talking to people. what if they do say something new? what if he misses it?

and maybe, after enough time, papyrus does start saying new things.

but papyrus isn’t enough. flowey can’t miss any dialogue, things have changed and he wants to see them. so he starts branching out. papyrus “introduces” him to sans. and sans is a bit sceptical at first, but the flower really doesn’t seem to mean him or his brother any harm. and why would flowey? he’s got his dialogue. he doesn’t need to change anything. he doesn’t need to hurt anyone. and there’s no going back to get the favorable outcome. flowey messes up sometimes, and they have fights, and it’s okay. they get over them, and their friendship is stronger because of it. and they are friends. flowey didn’t mean for it to happen, he doesn’t even recognize it as friendship until papyrus points it out.

because he’s used to being the one “carrying” the entire “friendship.” (i’ll write an actual analysis about this later in another post, so this one doesn’t drag on.) and now he’s interacting with people without having to worry whether this is the optimal outcome. it’s an outcome he likes. and maybe that’s enough.

[sysig]

It’s hard to put on a bright face, in spite of everything (Patreon)

[rakruined]

Damn, I hadn't even considered just how improbably old the Dogi must be. I looked up some theories and people say that Papyrus and Undyne's emails ending with 95 and 91 or whatever implies they were born in years that ended in those, implying a minimum of a century between Chara's fall and Frisk's, but for all we know it's been a thousand years.

That also reminds me that at least one monster claims they've been underground for several millennia, which, depending on the length of time since 201X, could mean the monsters were sealed anywhere between 11X to 1997 (highly improbable but as best I can tell still possible).

How long ago do you think Chara fell? The cutscene says 201X but maybe it's a double fake out and that was actually Frisk even though the fallen human you name is Chara? Also Toriel and Asgore were together back in '98 to win the nose nuzzling contest, unless that was a different year than 1998. IDK I haven't put a ton of thought into the timeline's scale so much as the order of events.

don't worry toby didn't put a ton of thought into the timeline's scale and order of events either. but no, 201X being the year chara fell wasn't a fake out, even the memorial fountain in their and asriel's memory is dated that year, and 201X is referred to as in the past while checking the calendar. I like to give it a nondescript amount of centuries since then by moving the X earlier to 2X24. It's the most functional way to make everything work out imo.

So yeah, '98 here would be 1998, before Chara left. To give you an idea of how messed up the UT timeline is: that is a minimum of 12 years before Chara fell. Enough time for them and Asriel to die and for their parents to stop aging enough for it to be noticeable and for monsterkind to 1) gather 6 SOULs and 2) forget what humans looked like by the time the 7th human came around.

And yet the Dogi came second at that very same tournament. Same year. Because they lost to Asgore and Toriel. The immortal boss monsters who can't age anymore

And the dogi are still alive, young, and working in the guard.

[cjsoleil]

You’re My Angel Baby (Mingi x Reader)

Summary: Y/N goes to a Halloween party and ends up taking care of a cute, drunk cowboy outlaw. Mingi wakes up in the morning with a vague memory of a girl dressed as an angel, and decides he has to meet her.

Halloween night, and somehow Y/N got swindled into joining her best friend, Seonghwa and his boyfriend, Hongjoong, to some party one of their friends planned. It took a lot of convincing, and even more bribery, but she did agree to go. She's dressed in a all white, a flowey long in the back short in the front dress with pure white boots. She put a silver, sparkly and floral headpiece in her hair and beside her sits a pair of fake white angel wings that she’ll put on when she gets out of the car. A cliche yes, but it was a little last minute. She borrowed the wings from a friend.

“Again with the pirate costume Hongjoong?” Y/N teases from the backseat. Hongjoong is wearing a bandana, white jeans, white shirt that is kinda like a blouse and a jacket. Clearly a pirate, “Is that three years in a row now?”

“Shut up.” Hongjoong snaps his usual comeback.

“You should appreciate me more Joongie.” Seonghwa pats the hand resting on his thigh, “I’ve been adapting my costumes to fit yours for years.”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“But I want couples costumes!” That’s true, Seonghwa dressed up as a pirate too a few years back, then a parrot, now the mermaid, well, more like siren. He did his make up to suit his look, wearing a sparkly dress with baggy pants and he painted little scales around his ears, neck, and hands. It’s very much a DIY costume, but still very pretty. He’s going to run out of ideas soon. Y/N zones back in to see the car stopped at a red light and the two boys smiling at each other all cute. She groans and wonders how she’s ended up being these two perminate third wheel.

“Do I really have to come?”

“Sorry dear.” Seonghwa coos and looks back at his friend, “But we need a sober driver.”

“Besides. Your a nursing student, you can stop people from dying from alcohol poisoning.” Hongjoong adds.

“I cannot. You better not bring some shit faced frat boy to me and expect me to take care of him. Or her. Anyone. It’s not my job to take care of people outside my placement.” Because Y/N is not interested in dealing with whatever asshole drank too much. If they get alcohol poisoning from being stupid, it’s not anyone’s problem but their own.

“Whatever you say ratchet.”

“I’ll show you ratchet, Hongjoong.”

“Be nice you two.”

At the party, Y/N makes sure to stay close to Seonghwa and Hongjoong, and she smiles pleasantly at the people they talk to. Luckily it’s not all bad, Jongho and Yeosang are there too, so at least there’s some people she knows. She watches over her friends while they drink, making sure they don’t do anything very stupid. She can condone a little stupidity. It’s all very boring. She doesn’t have a lot of people that she can talk to, and she doesn’t have anything to really do. There’s some people dancing on the open floor, but she’d honestly rather die than become involved with that. On the bright side, someone had the decency to provide food. So after telling her friends, she wanders into the kitchen area and looks at what they have. There’s candy in a big bowl on the counter, and obviously a shit ton of alcohol she’s not able to drink, nothing great. She wishes they had cinnamon doughnuts or something, when a plate on the counter further away catches her eye.

“What the hell!” She whispers shouts, going over and grabbing an candy apple. There very clearly bought by an actual place that knows how to make them based off how well made they are. So she eats one. Or four. Who knows. Fuck she wishes they had a caramel apple too. Those are the best fall treats.

Someone else wanders into the kitchen, Y/N ignores him. Then the sound of glass breaking catches her attention. She turns her head to see a boy dressed as a cowboy staring at the broken cup on the floor, the cupboard at his head is open. He’s wearing a hat and a mask that covers the bottom half of his face, a leather jacket and tight pants. Despite not seeing much of his face, the boy is clearly drunk based off his heavy movements and pink ears. He’s also, Y/N must admit, very attractive. Maybe it’s the effect of the mask, but she just knows a pretty face hides under the mask. She watches as he kneels down, about to pick up the glass.

“Stop.” The boy looks up at her, stopping his movement, “Stay still. You're going to hurt yourself.” After making sure the boy is actually listening to her, Y/N looks around the kitchen for a broom or something. She doesn’t end up finding one, but she does find a rag, so she goes back to the boy, rag in hand just to see him with large pieces of glass in his hand.

“What did I just say?” Y/N sighs and cleans up the glass around the man and taking the piece from his hand, throwing it all out. She goes back to the still kneeling cowboy and crouches next to him, seeing his hand is bleeding. She cringes, not because of the blood, she’s used to that, but just because she imagines it hurts.

“Look at this. You should have listened to me.” She scolds, and the boy has enough sense to be ashamed, looking down.

“Sorry Angel.” He says, speech a little slurred and she can tell he’s pouting behind the mask, “Help me? Please?” Y/N sighs, looks like she’s playing caretaker tonight after all. At least he seems to be nice. She helps him stand up, which is a little hard because he’s much bigger than her.

“What’s your name?”

“Mingi.” She introduces herself as well.

“Well Mingi, let’s get to a bathroom so you can stop bleeding all over the place.” Y/N walks with Mingi, keeping a hand on his back and stabilizing him when he stumbles. Mingi cups his good hand under the bleeding one, but a few drops still get on the floor. She just ignores it, not her problem.

Y/N notices that people are watching her and Mingi, but she just gives them a dirty look when they catch her eye.

“People need to mind their business.” She mumbles, looking around for wherever the bathroom could be. She doesn’t just want to open random doors. More out of fear of being traumatized than out of respect for the homeowners privacy. She doesn’t even know whose party this is, it wouldn’t matter if she chose to snoop a little. Well, that’s a little hypocritical considering what she just said.

“There.” Mingi points to a closed door and Y/N opens it to see a bathroom.

“Okay, wash your hand and go sit on the toilet while I look for a bandage.” Mingi obeys and Y/N rifles through the medicine cabinet. She grabs bandages and isopropyl, as well as a cotton ball.

“Hold out your hand cowboy.”

“Outlaw.” She hears him mumble as she dips some of the isopropyl onto the cotton ball.

“Hm?”

“Outlaw, not cowboy.” Y/N smiles, and gently grabs Mingi’s hand.

“Outlaw, this may sting a bit.” She plays into his words, because what is the harm? While she doesn’t know the difference between an outlaw and a cowboy, she’s not about to start an argument over it. Mingi only cringes a little when he feels the disinfectant. Then Y/N grabs the roll of bandages, wrapping his hand. Mingi stares at her as she works.

“Pretty Angel.” He mumbles out, and Y/N just barely catches it.

“What a charmer.” She laughs, not taking the words of a drunk man seriously. After a few more moments, she’s done with the bandage.

“There.” She pats his hand a few times, “Now there won’t be blood all over the place. Well, anymore blood. I feel bad for whoever has to clean that up.” She laughs and he looks up at her, staring with wide eyes. He keeps his hand held out to her, “What is it?”

“Kiss it better.”

“Huh?”

“Kiss it better please?” Now, anyone else and she would’ve said no instantly and walk away. But Mingi seems so genuine. And he’s so cute and sweet. So Y/N gives a quick kiss to the palm of his bandaged hand.

“Better?” Mingi nods excitedly. He’s still wearing his mask. He should probably take that off, what if he throws up?

“Mingi. Take off your mask please.” Mingi nods and lifts his good hand to his face, tugging at the fabric. But he doesn’t actually do anything efficient. Just how much did he drink? Finding this a little pathetic, Y/N decides doing it herself would be better.

“Mingi, how about I help you?”

“Sure.” She gets the mask off quickly, fingers just grazing against Mingi’s hot ears.

I was right she thinks when she sees Mingi’s face fully, he is hot. Okay, the stares make more sense now. She puts the mask on the sink.

“Thank you Angel.” He says, smiling at the girl.

“You do know that’s not my name right?” Based off Mingi’s confused look, it’s clear he does not understand that.

“Whatever. Do you have a friend to watch over you?”

“Yunho.” Mingi answers, a name Y/N is somewhat familiar with, “but he left. Don’t know where he is.” Y/N is irritated hearing that. Mingi’s friend just abandoned him while he’s clearly not in his right mind, what if someone took advantage of him? Or if he drank more and got alcohol poisoning, or made the stupid decision to drive? When this Yunho comes back, she’s going to give him a strong lecture on how to treat your intoxicated friends.

“We can hang out until he gets here then.” Mingi looks happy hearing that, smiling brightly.

“Thank you Angel.”

“You are so polite.” Y/N comments, and gives into her urge to pat his cheek gently. Then she helps him stand up again, but when he’s standing, Y/N notices that he looks a little off. She’s about to ask about it, but then she hears Mingi make a gagging sound.

“Shit!” She lifts the toilet seat and pushes Mingi to sit, just in time. Mingi throws up in the toilet, and Y/N rubs his back sympathetically. She takes off his hat and holds it in her other hand.

Once the sickness passes, Mingi leans back and is panting and sweating a little.

“Poor guy.” Y/N puts the hat on his lap before opening the drawer under the sink, grabbing a rag. She runs it over cold water and rings it out, before going back over to Mingi. She holds his chin and wipes his face gently. He hums in content.

“Feels good.” He hums again, Y/N compares him to a happy cat. When she’s done, she wets another rag and lays it over the back of his neck. She lets him be for a while, wanting the nausea to pass before even trying to move him again.

“Hey Mingi.” He looks over to her, blinking tiredly, “I’m gonna go do something real quick-“

“Noo.” Hands grab her wings, tugging at the fake feathers, “Don’t go.”

“It will only be for a minute.”

“Angel, stay with me please.” Y/N is left standing still. The sentiment means a lot more than it should, coming from a drunk man. She sighs, wondering whatever made her so soft hearted. Seonghwa and Hongjoong will just have to wonder where she is for a while. So she grabs the mouthwash from under the sink and fills the cap half way, giving it as well as a small cup she found for Mingi to spit in. When he does so, she cleans out the cup in the sink. Curse her for being so nice. And curse Mingi for being so cute. If he wasn’t, she probably would’ve just cleaned up his cut and let him be.

Okay, maybe she isn't really nice.

“Okay cowboy- sorry, outlaw.” She then clicks her tongue with though, “What am I going to do with you?”

“Want to go to my room.”

“Your room? Do you live here?” Mingi nods, stretching his neck.

“Yeah. With my roommates.” Well this makes things a little easier. She will simply bring Mingi to his bedroom so he can sleep this off, and he’ll wake up in the morning without any recollection of her, or anything else that happened tonight. As well as a massive hangover. He’ll probably have to skip class tomorrow, if he has any.

“Wait, do you know where you got those candy apples- actually don’t answer that. Are you feeling better?” Mingi nods, and Y/N squints her eyes at him, “Are you sure? Is your head dizzy, stomach hurting?”

“M’okay.” Well, he is definitely looking more alive than before, so Y/N choses to believe him.

“Up we go then.” She holds out her hands and Mingi grabs them, allowing her to hoist him up until he’s standing. Honestly, she’s pretty proud of herself for being strong enough to do that. When he’s stable, Y/N walks him down the hall until he points to a door, and tells her it’s his bedroom. She opens the door, and quickly ushers him to sit on his double bed that takes up most of the room. She understands the need though, he would never fit in a twin bed like her own.

“Tired Mingi?” The boy yawns in response, making her laugh. She helps Mingi with taking off his shoes and jacket, and Mingi takes off his own shirt.

Oh my god. Y/N has to stop himself from saying the words out loud. She can’t help it, he’s just so so hot. Like seriously, his face was beautiful enough as it is and his body- nope she can’t even think about it without feeling like a pervert. So she quickly pulls back the covers of the bed and gestures for Mingi to lay down there. Then she pulls the blankets over him. She stays standing beside the bed.

“There’s a place downtown that makes them.” Mingi says into the blankets.

“Makes what?”

“The apples. I don’t like sweet stuff very much, but I thought they’d be nice.” He yawns, “Expensive though.”

“I thought so.” Y/N laughs, before whispering playfully, “I’m pretty sure I ate like, half of them though. Sorry about that.”

“Did you like them?”

“Very much.”

“Then it was worth it.” Mingi smiles up at the girl, before patting the side of his bed. Y/N takes the invitation and sits.

“Sorry.”

“For what?”

“Ruining your night.” Y/N smiles, and pets Mingi’s dark hair. She had already put his hat on his nightstand.

“Believe me or not, but this was the best part of my night Mingi.” And really, it was. She’s not into parties, nothing about them is appealing to her. As much as she complained about it to her friends earlier, this was a much more pleasant experience.

“Angel.”

“Yes?”

“You’re so beautiful. And kind.” Mingi lifts a hand, grabbing her arm and really underestimated his strength, pulling the girl on top of him. Letting out a yelp, Y/N plants her hands on the sides of Mingi’s head on the pillow. This leaves their faces only inches apart, and Y/N can smell the alcohol on Mingi. That makes her break eye contact with him and start to push her arms upwards. Before she can get far, Mingi cups her face with one hand, thumb under her chin and fingers splayed out on her cheek. The action puts her in such a state of shock, she doesn’t react in time to move away from him as he lifts his head up, pressing his lips to hers.

Her eyes widen and she quickly pulls away before the kiss can be considered anything more than a peck. Mingi whines when she pulls away.

“Mingi, no.”

“Why not?”

“Why not?” She parrots, frowning a little, “You don’t even know who I am.”

“You’re my Angel baby.” He grins, lets out a little laugh before surging forward, kissing her again. Her mouth opens a little in surprise at being kissed again, giving Mingi the chance to push his tongue into her mouth, the taste of cheep beer still present. And Y/N is just disillusioned enough to lean in for a moment, and she probably would have actually reciprocated if her mind was any more fogged up from a simple kiss. But she’s not about to kiss someone who can’t possibly understand what they’re doing. Maybe kiss someone more would be more accurate.

So she pulls away again, this time pushing a hand on Mingi’s chest to keep him laying down flat on the bed. Mingi groans a little, a complaint, but doesn’t say much more. Until out of nowhere, he mutters.

“We should go out tomorrow.” Only a little fazed, Y/N shakes her head at the question.

“Honey, you’re probably not going to be able to stand properly tomorrow. Just go to sleep.” She continues to pet Mingi’s head, until she’s sure that he’s asleep. Standing up, she grabs the trash can in the corner of the room and puts it next to the bed. Then she grabs a sticky note from his desk and a pen. She writes a quick note, puts it on the nightstand before leaving the room, making sure to close the door as gently as he can.

The party is dwindling down, Y/N notes. So she easily finds Seonghwa and Hongjoong.

“Where were you?” Seonghwa asks when he sees her, “I was worried sick!”

“Sorry Hwa.”

“What were you doing?” Hongjoong questions.

“Playing nurse. Are you ready to go?”

“What happened to ‘I’m not taking care of some drunk loser’?”

“I guess he changed my mind.”

“He?” Seonghwa grins, making Y/N get this sudden feeling of dread, “Who was it? Was he hot? Was he nice to you? Of course he was, you would’ve kicked him to the curb if he was mean-“ Seonghwa trips over nothing, Hongjoong just catches him.

“Careful baby.”

“Thanks Joongie.” Seonghwa leans over and kisses the younger boy. Y/N pretends to gag.

“Wait, why is your face so red?”

“Let’s just go! Please.”

“Fine. You have to tell us all about this guy though!”

“Yeah yeah.”

When Mingi wakes up, he instantly wishes to be asleep again. His head hurts, and he feels so sick he can barely move. God, he shouldn’t have drank so much last night. He sits up, only to be hit with a wave of nausea that has him nearly doubled over.

“Fuck…” he takes a few deep breaths before standing up, groaning as he does so. He notices the trash can by his bed, and wonders how he had enough sense to grab that. Yunho must have moved it for him. His jacket, shoes and shirt are off, as well as his hat. Yunho must have done that too. He takes off his shirt and puts on a pair of sweatpants before heading to the bathroom.

When he comes out, he goes to the living room where Yunho greets him.

“Hey man-“

“Shhh.” Mingi holds his head in his hands as he sits on the couch, “Too loud.” Yunho’s voice was really just barely above a whisper.

“How much did I drink yesterday?”

“I stopped counting after the second beer and the third shot.”

“I swear Yunho, I’m never getting drunk again.” He looks down at his bandaged hand, and tries to recall exactly what he did to hurt himself.

“What happened to my hand?”

“How would I know?”

“Weren’t you the one that wrapped it?” Yunho stares at him with a surprised face.

“Damn, do you really not remember anything from last night?” Mingi shrugs.

“Pretty much.”

“Well, I left around half way through with a few others to grab some beer and you insisted that you stay here. You kept on saying ‘I’m feeling great’ so I just told you to be careful and left. By the time I came back, you were tucked into bed and sleeping like the dead.” Mingi nods along, realizing he can’t rely on Yunho to fill in the blanks of his memory.

“Wait actually, I saw a note on your nightstand.”

“Did you?”

“Yeah. Didn’t read it though.”

“Okay. Can you get me some painkillers or something?”

“Sure.” Mingi goes to his bedroom and there on the nightstand, is a bright pink sticky note. He grabs it and reads the words in black ink.

Hey Mingi,

I can imagine you have quite the hangover today, you were pretty drunk last night. Make sure to clean that cut of yours and wrap it up again, though it will probably be all healed in a few days (The power of a little kiss). Maybe I’ll see you around. Anyways, take care outlaw.

Yours, Angel.

Angel. Images of a woman with no clear face fills his mind. White feathers, the feeling of warm lips on his palm and a hand running through his hair.

Mingi comes out of his room, still holding the note.

“Yunho, did you see anyone dressed as an angel yesterday?”

“It was Halloween. Many people were. Why?”

“The girl that took care of me dressed as one. But I can’t remember her name.”

“What did she look like?”

“Uhh..” Mingi sheepishly scratches the back of his neck, “She was pretty? Look, I’ll know her when I see her.”

“Does that really matter?” Yunho asks, tilting his head, “I mean, yeah, I get that she took care of you. That was very nice of her, but do you have to meet her?”

“Of course I do.” Mingi lays back down on rhe couch, closing his eyes.

“Oh my god you have a thing for her. You have a thing for a girl who’s name you do not know, you don’t know what she looks like and know nothing about her as a person.”

“Not true.” Mingi objects, “I know she’s sweet, pretty, angelic.” Mingi snorts, “Oh, and that she likes candy apples.”

“Whoa Mingi, sounds like it’s time to pop the question to Miss Angel.”

“I wish she would’ve left her number.” Mingi complains, placing a pillow over his face.

“Well, I’ll ask around if anyone knows her, but it’s gonna be hard without knowing anything about her.”

“Thanks Yunho.”

“I’m heading to class, you staying in?” Mingi nods slightly, “Thought so. Painkillers are in the kitchen.”

“Thanks Yunho. See ya.”

“Later.”

The next day, Mingi actually does go to school. He was hoping that miraculously, Angel would be in one of his classes. Unfortunately, this was not the case for him. Yunho, like he said, mentioned her to some people but at last, no luck. Really though, he didn’t expect more. At the moment, he’s at a cafe near campus with Hongjoong and San, doing a little group review.

“Where’s your other half?” San questions Hongjoong, wondering where the older boy is.

“He’s in the library.”

“And you left him alone?” Hongjoong rolls his eyes.

“I would’ve followed, but Seonghwa said that I couldn’t since he and ratchet were studying for biology I think.”

“Ratchet?” Mingi questions.

“Y/N. Seonghwa’s nursing friend.”

“That is so mean of you.” San says, shaking his head at Hongjoong nicknaming this poor girl after a crazy murderous nurse. Mingi finds the name a little familiar, but he can’t put his finger on it, so he doesn’t question it.

“You weren’t in class yesterday.” San states.

“Yeah, i had this massive hangover. Felt dead.”

“What happened with your hand?”

“I don’t remember, but I think I cut it on a piece of glass or something.”

“Damn, you really were wasted.” Mingi can only agree.

“Please please please please-“

“Seonghwa.”

“Y/N please just tell me about this guy.” Seonghwa begs, shaking Y/N’s shoulders. She was supposed to tell him on the way home from the party, but he fell asleep right away. And yesterday they were too busy, “You don’t even need to tell me who it was.”

“Fine.” Y/N relents, shutting her text book, “He was tall, handsome and sweet.”

“Oh!” Seonghwa puts his hands over his heart, “All one could want in a man.”

“You only have two of the three.” Seonghwa kicks her but is still laughing.

“He asked if he could go out with me?”

“What? You said yes right?” Y/N shrugs.

“I didn’t say anything. It was just talk anyways. He was drunk.”

“Either way, you should have left your number with him.”

“No point, he didn’t even know my name. Just called me Angel the whole night.”

“That is so cute but unhelpful.” Seonghwa sighs, “What did you guys even do?” She tells her friend about the boy cutting himself by accident and having to clean up his cut, and tuck him into bed.

“So cute.” He analyzes his friend for another moment, “What aren’t you telling me?”

“Nothing.”

“Liar. I can tell. What’s up?” Y/N dramatically groans and puts her heads in her hands, mumbling her words, “Excuse me?”

“We may have… kissed.”

“You kissed!” Seonghwa exclaims, Y/N is quick to shush him.

“Shut up!”

“Sorry this is just crazy to me.”

“What is? That guys only want to kiss me when they’re drunk?”

“Ha. Who initiated it?”

“Him obviously.”

“Come on! Give me the details.” Y/N can’t refuse.

“He kissed me, I said that was irresponsible, he kissed me again and fell asleep like five minutes after.” Seonghwa aw’s as Y/N dramatically rests her head on her arms.

“Wait, is this not cute? Were you not okay with it? If not, I’ll find him and beat him up.” Y/N looks up at him, “Fine, Hongjoong will beat him up.” A long pause, “Jongho will beat him up.”

“There you go. But no, it was… fine? Really, If he was sober, I probably would have actually kissed him back.” Though if he was sober, she’s sure neither of them would have paid the other any mind whatsoever.

“You know if you tell me his name I could probably find him and you set you guys up.”

“Are you trying to get rid of me?”

“Noo.” Seonghwa pulls the girl into a hug, “We love you.”

“If you do, can we stop talking about this and study.”

“Fine. I have to go soon though, I said I’d meet up with Hongjoong later. Would you like to accompany us?”

“Ew.”

“You won’t be saying that when you and mystery boy get together. We can go on a double date!”

“Stop pushing your couple agenda on me.”

After a few hours of studying at the café, the two boys start to back up their bags to leave. San has already left. They hear the bell at the door ring, and Mingi’s sees Seonghwa make his way towards the table.

“Hey Joongie.” Seonghwa greets Hongjoong, leaning down to kiss his cheek before saying hi to Mingi.

“How are you guys?” He asks while sitting down.

“Good.” “Slightly hungover.” Seonghwa snorts at Mingi’s comment. But his laughter stops when he sees the bandage on Mingi’s hand.

“Hey, what happened with your hand?” Mingi looks down at his hand.

“I think I cut it on something, but I don’t really remember.”

“Huh.” Seonghwa hums for a moment before his eyes lighten up.

“Mingi, do you remember anything from your party?”

“A little bit yeah, why?”

“Did you spend anytime with a girl there? She-“

“Angel?” Mingi asks, wide eyed. He was planning to ask Hongjoong about her before they left.

“She was dressed as an Angel yes!” Seonghwa claps his hands in joy, “I’m so smart, I thought this would take longer to figure out.”

“Ohh.” Hongjoong says, just clueing in, “Mingi was the guy Y/N watched over at the party? Man, you didn’t tell me that.”

“I didn’t know who she was! I was gonna ask you if you knew a girl dressed as an angel.”

“Small world.” Seonghwa smiles, “She said you asked her out, is that true?”

“I really don’t know, sorry Hwa.” Mingi runs a hand through his hair, “But I’d love to actually meet her, thank her in person at least. Could you give me her number?” Seonghwa shakes his head.

“No, she’d be upset if I did that.” Patting the table, Seonghwa thinks, “but… if you did happen to run into her outside class, well that would be fate.”

“Would you?”

“I’ll text you her next class right now.”

“Thanks.”

“Don’t mention it. You’d be good together.”

“What?”

“Let’s go Hwa, bye Mingi.” Hongjoong and Seonghwa leave, and Mingi choses to ignore Seonghwa’s comment.

He leaves the café and starts walking back to his place. The street he’s on has a ton of little shops and bakeries, so he window shops a little as he makes his way. The a sight makes him stop. There in the window, is a display case of different candy apples. A picture plays in his mind, of a pretty girl in an Angel costume eating the candied fruit in his kitchen. His phone buzzes from his pocket, and he pulls it out and sees a text from Seonghwa. He texted the younger the building, classroom number, as well as the start and end times.

Are you sure she won’t mind?

It’s fine! Tell her I sent you

I’m glad I can blame you

Great. Have fun ;)

Mingi looks at the display case again, before stepping inside.

I hate kinesiology Y/N thinks as she steps out of her classroom. She makes her way out of the building, weaving through the crowd of people. When she’s outside, just a few meters away from the building door, she feels someone tap her shoulder. Turning around, she sees a sight she wasn’t expecting to see so soon.

“Mingi?”

“Hi Angel.” Mingi grins with a small blush on his face, one hand held behind his back.

“Isn’t this a surprise.” Y/N can’t help but smile.

“Yeah, um, I just wanted to thank you for taking such good care of me the other night. You didn’t have to.” Y/N shakes her head, waving a hand in the air.

“No problem. I’m surprised you remember me.” Mingi blushes more, and shifts his feet.

“Well, I kinda didn’t. But I saw your note and remembered a girl dressed as an angel, but not what you looked like.”

“Hm.” Y/N hums, and crosses her arms, shifting her weight to her right leg, “Disappointed?”

“God no.” Mingi answers immediately, “You’re pretty.”

“You said that.”

“Did I?”

“Multiple times. Thank you. How do you know who I am though? If you didn’t know what I looked like.” Mingi looks a little flustered and avoids eye contact.

“I ran into Seonghwa and he figured that you were the one who took care of me because of, well, this.” He lifts his own bandaged hand, “He told me your name and that you were here and that your class would be ending around this time so I came by to see if I could catch you. And I knew I would recognize you once I saw you. Even without the wings.” He spoke so fast, Y/N barely caught all of his words.

“I see. How’s the hand?”

“Good, uh, I was wondering what you meant, by your note?”

“The kiss comment?” Y/N laughs uncomfortably, pulling at the ends of her hair, “Well, um, you did ask me to kiss your hand better…”

“And?”

“You- don’t be upset please- you did kiss me. Twice.” Mingi looks ready to combust from the embarrassment he’s feeling.

“I did? Fuck, Y/N I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay. You were-“

“Please don’t say I was drunk. That’s no fucking excuse.” Y/N smiles softly.

“Fine. I forgive you.” Mingi laughs.

“You shouldn’t give in so easily. Here.” He pulls the box from behind his back and presents the caramel apple to her.

“For you.” He tells her, watching as the girl gives him an expression of pure joy.

“You-“ Y/N starts, taking the boxed caramel apple from Mingi’s hand, “Are the sweetest.” It seems that Mingi remembered a little more than she thought.

“Seonghwa said that I apparently asked you out.” Y/N nods in agreement, Mingi takes a deep breath, “I wanted to let you know that the question is still open, I’d love to go out with you.” Silence is all he gets in response. He feels a sense of dread in his stomach, but that soon leaves when he actually looks at the girl to see that she looks… flustered?

“Really? Um, yeah that- that would be nice.”

“And…” Mingi takes a breath, stepping closer to the girl. He slowly lifts his hand and rests it in the nape of her neck.

“If it’s not too much to ask, could I get a little reminder of what I forgot?” Blood rushes to Y/N’s ears and her heart beats faster. She brings her hands to his shoulders, grabbing onto the fabric of his shirt.

“I suppose I can.” Mingi leans down and brings his face close to the girl. Before his lips can meet hers though, Y/N covers his mouth with her hand, “Not now.” Mingi grabs her wrist and kisses the palm of her hand.

“After an actual date.” Where I don’t witness you throw up. She doesn’t say that know. She doesn’t want to embarrass him too much just yet. With a quick motion of his wrist, Mingi links their hands and brings them down.

“Let’s go.”

“Where?”

“On a date. Duh.” Y/N grins.

“Aw, our first, completely sober date!”

“I’m never drinking that much again.”

When Halloween rolled around the next year, Mingi did, in fact, drink that much again. It’s okay though, he still had an angel to take care of him.

[premamelody]

screw it war cats yellow

you can tell i kinda burned out with the other 4 this was supposed to be a 2 character gag but i accidentally got bored trying to create immunity frames in beginning level code.org game lab so i decided to procrastinate and endanger my grade to do these instead

i dont have names except for cloverpaw totally not because its obvious

also no im not doing accurate cat genetics and stuff

also this is actually the first? warrior cats at ive ever made lol??? ive actually never drew wc before this point i think??? um????

lore i had for this a bit ago was 2 clans pvp'd for limited land. 1 lost and hid in a later buried cave system. starclan is cut off, i dont think i have a reason why. i made the goal for the underground clan was to get 9 lives apparently from cats who somehow ended up in the caverns as they could connect to starclan. youre probably starting to realize by now im barely the most knowledge wc person. but yeah uh

because its funny i made flowey somehow have a sort of authority like starclan has in giving lives but isnt actually a starclan cat but is lying because liar (??) im sure starclan works differently here.

this was mainly made because my brain said North Star hehe Northstar and instantly came up with wc starlo would totally rp as a clan cat or smth as the leader and clover just skips the warrior and at least 1 apprentice rule because they're clover and everyone looses their mind over it.

the only issue is idk how resets would work. idk clover eeps by a pool of water or smth and has a prophetic dream where they kill everyone or their totally trustable totally starclan bestie cat kills them and kills their ghost after playing Sorry! for 1 hour and then they wake up and ask flowey about it flowey is like "dw about it lol"

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

I heavily headcanon edge would be in on this. Thoughts on the main AUS?

Undertale Sans - Usually, Sans would not do this. But there's someone that has the power to convince Sans to do it and that person is himself, but drunk. But Sans is not really fighting. He's dodging until his partner gets super mad. Sans is humiliating everyone as no one can land a hit on him somehow. Papyrus has to physically drag a fuming Undyne out of the room before she starts to break things in the house. Sans is taunting everyone the whole time, having fun.

Undertale Papyrus - Everyone regrets that decision after Papyrus and Undyne destroyed the hell out of the living-room, and then the garden. None of them wants to give up, and since none of them can beat the other, the attacks are intensifying. Asgore goes to separate them at some point and times out the both of them.

Underswap Sans - He's growling like a gremlin, trying to move Toriel out of the way with all he has. But Toriel has a shield and intends on staying right where she is. Blue is so frustrated, clawing the shield like an enraged animal. But the thing is that she's a boss monster and he will be tired before her. Blue realizes too late after seeing his brother laugh that all of this was just a big trap to make him tired so he stays in place during the Christmas dinner. HOW DARE.

Underswap Papyrus - He carefully avoids the mistletoe every time. Unfortunately, he forgets about that later in the evening. The second he steps under the mistletoe, he gets tackled at full force by Alphys, who camped there all evening. Poor Honey passes out from the fright, in shock.

Underfell Sans - He beat up the hell out of Alphys and was so proud of himself. Until that little shit went to snitch to Undyne at least. After that, Red is a lot less confident and decides to run for his life. Undyne runs after him. Undyne won't stop running after him. Someone save him, he doesn't want to die, please!

Underfell Papyrus - Well that's boring. He was ready to fight with Undyne but then Undyne decided to assassinate his brother and leave. Now no one wants to fight with him anymore. On one hand it's for sure flattering his ego, on the other hand, you're all cowards! Stop hiding and fight him already!

Horrortale Sans - He looks at his S/O, ready to fight. Uh. Did he do something wrong? Oak gives his S/O puppy eyes and then gives them a slow headbutt to ask for cuddles. He accidentally knocks you out by doing so and he feels terrible about it.

Horrortale Papyrus - Jerry came at him all puffed up and everything. Willow got confused and kind of scared, so he just summoned a huge bone and hits Jerry in the face at full force, knocking him out. What the hell. He didn't even know Jerry survived the famine before today. Why did Monsterkind take Jerry on the Surface anyway???

Swapfell Sans - He sighs. That's the twentieth time Rus comes to try and win a fight and the twentieth time Nox completely humiliates him by yeeting him back into the pond in the garden. Nox is sitting on a chair under the mistletoe, a cup of coffee in his hands. He didn't move the last two hours. No one can reach him. He pretends he's bored and all but he's actually having fun.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's not the best at fighting, despite wanting to win so bad. He got humiliated so far by Undyne, Alphys, Napstaton and even one random Flowey that was just passing by. It got worse when his brother decided to play. He thought Nox would let him win because he's baby, but Nox has no mercy and now Rus is just angry. He doesn't care how many times he will have to take a swim in that pond, he's going to come back and attack his brother. Nox can't last forever! ... Him neither, he realizes after the fifth bath in the pond. That's fine! He'll crawl! He's going to win!

Fellswap Gold Sans - He can tell Alphys is drooling, wanting him so bad to come and fight her. But Wine has other plans. He knows fighting her will please her. So he decided he would not please her and wait for her to explode and attack him so he could humiliate her and show everyone he didn't need that stupid mistletoe to show he's stronger than all of them. he's patient. He knows she will attack any moment.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - He just wanted a kiss from Napstaton but now Napstaton is chasing him in the whole house with four chainsaws, one for each of his hands, as Coffee is running for his life, screaming his brother's name at the top of his lungs. He's terrified. He didn't get the memo about the fighting game.

[hexedrosel-arts]

Thinking about undertale yellow again,

(spoilers below!!!)

It's a tragedy, the prequel to a story with a happy ending, one this story never truly gets, they will get a happy ending, but not when this game ends.

A child on borrowed time is what Clover is. They have Flowey, but that won't do. Some day Flowey will get bored, but Clover can take what they can get. They have a mission after all...

One that was doomed to fail from the start. Clover is a tragedy running on time they can't afford to lose, but they will lose it, we know the ending already. They will die, they are doomed, so was everyone they came looking for. While the run into the chance to find out what happened, we know what happened, Flowey knows what happened, so many know what happened. An ending we can never stop. Not even Clover's friends can stop it, or know it until the end.

Dalv didn't know the child he has befriended will be gone just like another. Does he wish he could have protected them? Just like he did for her, or would that hurt him more? Does he hold his friends a little closer, does he worry they leave just like Clover?(Does he ever wonder if they would have liked Kanako, or the organ concerts he plays now)

Does Martlet ever look at her old puzzles and think about how Clover was so smart to solve them even with their messed up calibrations? Does she start a project and think of them, could they have been her roommate, a happy little kid that can make little wooden blocks with her?(Just like Chujin had). She didn't know that her little Clover was someone who would vanish like a molten rock, like feathers when she's in a rush.(The only time they had smiled was when she gave them a fist bump.)

Starlo gave a little badge, one to never be worn, one that is just as cold as the body it was given to. Did he consider Clover his lucky charm? Does he wear his hat a little lower when he is North Star? Does he do a double take looking at brown cowboy hats, thinking they're right there? Does Starlo pose and then wait for a second, as if someone was following his footsteps for a brief moment? He never knew that he had one moment to hold that kid, Only one moment before the kid become cold.(Does he wonder what the town would be like with them around?)

Ceroba is a tragedy, like lemmings to a cliff, she holds a tragedy's body, whether it be an arm, the body, the body again. All she holds are tragedies. Does she enter her house looking for them, some sign they had lived there before?(Does she see Chujin and Kanako sleeping in her the bed? Clover at the kotatsu messing with the bottom left corner?). Is the mask she has a reminder of them? Is her hand cold from where Clover touched it when she was upset? She didn't know the exact ending Clover got, she didn't think about the attachment, maybe she didn't want to. Maybe the one thing she thinks about, is how she met the luckiest Clover.(She thinks about Kanako just as much, most likely more than she does Clover, maybe she and Dalv think about how she would've loved to meet Clover.)

Axis has seen the end of a human before, an accident, something he was programmed to do. He can't cry or grieve, he may not think about Clover, he has a spouse after all! Who am I kidding. Axis must water the plants in the greenhouse, thinking about that hatted human, the one who won't come back, the one who cared(just like Chujin). Does he repair himself and think of Clover patching themselves up? Does he look at a trashcan lid and think of Clover? Of course he knew the ending humans will face, this wasn't the first time. But he didn't know he would befriend the human, that the human was nice to him. (Does Daisy remind him of Clover? They helped bringing her to him.)

Even thinking about those who aren't main cast:

Does Decibat think about the honorary sentinel of silence that was gone so quickly? Does he sleep thinking about that quiet child who stayed quiet with him for a brief moment?

Does Mo think about how his debt was paid off with the help of a dead kid? Does he continue his business wondering if that kid would be happy to seem him now?

Does El Bailador dance a little quieter to honor this small child he met for a few minutes? Does he wait a moment before continue his dancing, as if there was someone following his movement?

Do the feisty four look at an empty couch and think of Clover sleeping there right with Starlo?(Moray said that Star would have to share, no one would resist the chance to cuddle a sweet soul.) Do they all think about the little deputy who appeared and left so soon?

Does Ed pick up someone and think about how he held Clover a few times before they were gone?(He was never gentle with those hands until after they left) Does Moray practice a song when and think about how Clover never saw them perform?(Would they make a song named after them?)

Does Ace wish he had said he cared for Clover when they got their new(as new as it would be) hat?(He still reminds everyone to take care of their outfits and gear, it keeps him close to Clover). Does Mooch hold the one coin she got from Clover close to her?(The coin is dull in color at this point, she keeps it in her bed for safe keeping)

Does Guardener hibernate thinking about a hatted child who refuses to hurt in her during a scuffed protocol? Does she sleep thinking about how they tried their best not to harm her plants?

They must have mourned a child who was barely there, they came and went. A tragedy for a child who was going to die in the end, the ending we knew but they didn't.

Do you think it hurt? Do you think hurt them to hold the hand of a child whose hand was already cold? To hug them, to give items, to battle? Did they feel cold?

[missriddle03]

Title: me and you forever PART 2 (PART 1 HERE)

Parings: Chris sturniolo x fem! reader use of y/n

Small synopsis: Since the edits and how close you got with Chris he has grown distant and you don't know why until he finally tells you. HAPPY ENDING.

Time to read: just over 15mins (average)

Word count: 2,631 (wasn't meant to be this long haha)

Warnings: use of swear words and slight angst but fluff at the end

Things were slightly different between you two but you couldn’t pinpoint why exactly. Every time you’d look at Chris he would almost immediately look away, you had been in one more car video since last time and Chris hardly looked at you or talked to you. Nick and Matt saw it too.

“So have I done something?” you ask Matt, who was playing fortnite in his room with you. “No, I don’t think you have”

You had lost a round to Matt in the time you had been there, “Well obviously I’ve done something because he can’t even be in the same room as me” you explained. Almost on cue Chris came walking into Matt’s room but froze once he saw you. “Hi Chris,” you said. He sent a smile before grabbing what he was after and left. “See!”

Matt and Nick didn’t know the reason why he was ignoring you but they had hunches. “I wouldn’t worry, he has had a lot on his mind recently that’s all” he said trying to reassure you but it wasn’t really working. It hurt you more than you let on, maybe it was the fact that you cared about him more than you wanted to admit or maybe you realised you liked him…no that’s crazy. Right?

You shook your head. “You know it isn’t that..it’s something else and you’re aren’t telling me”

Matt locked eyes with you but didn’t say anything. “I don’t know, seriously I don’t. Anyways there’s a party later if you wanna go..keep your mind off things”

You brushed your hair past your face so you could focus on the tv. “Me and Nick are going. Not sure about Chris”

You weren’t one to like parties but maybe just this once you should go. “Where is it?” you asked him. “Madi’s..starts at 6” you nodded your head and continued to play fortnite.

Fortnite carried on for at least another hour until you got bored and wanted to get a drink. You know that they would be okay with you helping yourself to whatever you wanted so you went down the stairs and walked into the kitchen. There was soda and juices so you picked out a juice and poured a glass of it into your water. “Can you pass me a pepsi?” a voice said from afar making you dart your eyes to whoever said it.

Chris.

You turned around and grabbed the last can of Pepsi and gave it to him, slightly brushing your fingers against his hand. He was wearing a hoodie and a pair of jeans “How have you been?” you said.

“Good,”

Chris started walking away before you grabbed a hold of his wrist forcing him to look at you. “Look, if I have done something to upset you then please just let me know. If I haven’t then tell me why you’re ignoring me”

You let go of his wrist but his eyes never left yours. “You haven’t done anything” is all he said before walking away up the stairs into his room. You knew something was wrong but you cared about him too much to pressure him into you telling you.

The party was at 6pm and you were currently in Nick's room getting ready. “So I either go for this-” he held up a black jumper with stars. “-or this” he now held up a black and red striped jumper. You pointed to the striped jumper.

He was wearing baggy black trousers and accessorised with a pair of shades. Now it was your turn to get changed. You picked out a couple of options but Nick picked out two choices, a red (to match his jumper) dress that has long poofy sleeves and a cut that was a sweetheart neckline the bottom was flowey or his second pick. A red mesh embroidery cami dress with a summer neckline.

You decided on the first choice and slipped it on along with a pair of tights. “What do you think?” you said. “Perfect, we are gonna be the best dressed people there” he joked. You smiled a little before sitting down on his bed.

Nick frowned before getting your attention. “Come on tell me what’s wrong”

“Nothing is wrong!” you replied but your voice was shaky trying to deny that your mind was currently running a hundred miles per hour with thoughts that only contained chris.

“Y/n I have known you for 6 years..since I was 15. I think I can tell when something is wrong” you let out a huff. “One word Chris,”

He slowly nodded his head. “Right,”

Nothing could stop you from thinking all about Chris. You knew him for years too and he always was there when you needed him but now it seemed like he was growing distant and you weren't sure why. “Let’s just go to the party,” Nick stood up and walked down the stairs with you as Matt was waiting on the chair with no Chris in sight.

“Is Chris coming?” Nick asked him and Matt pointed behind him. Chris was walking towards them but stopped once he saw you. He was wearing a white long sleeve, pink bottoms that had tree trunks and leaves on, a white beanie and a belt. Chris opened his mouth to say something but didn’t and just grabbed his jacket and headed towards the door.

You took a deep breath and followed Matt and Nick. Each of you took your normal seats in the car but the ride was silent most of the journey.

Once you arrived, Matt parked the car and you all got out and knocked on Madi’s door. She opened the door with a huge smile, her black dress complimented her hair. As soon as she saw you she gave you a big hug and her smile never left her face. “I’ve missed you so much! I’m glad you could make it”

“I’ve missed you too mads,”

Madi turned to hug each of the triplets before letting them in. The sound of music followed once they all entered the house and people were flooding each and every room. It was an influencer party so you were fine to go and there were some recognisable faces. Nick gave you a drink before you saw one of your other friends was there too, “Nathan!” you called out. He turned around and smiled once he saw you, you were really only close with the triplets but you did have some other friends. “How have you been?” Nathan asked.

That question you just couldn’t get away from. “I’m fine,” you bluntly said and took a swig of your drink. “You’re not I can tell” You rolled your eyes and pulled out your phone to hand to Nathan. He frowned before looking at it, there was chats from you and Chris..they all had the read mark but no reply from him. Nathan handed it back to you, “That’s not like him” was all he said. You decided to sit on the sofa (Nathan following) “I know! I feel like I’ve done something but everytime I try to talk he ignores me”

“Well he seems fine tonight,” Nathan told you and he pointed to Chris who was chatting to a brown haired girl and both of them seemed to be laughing. “Oh,” your voice was quiet. You didn’t know why you felt hurt by it, it was just Chris talking and having a good time and you seemed left out. Maybe it was the fact that he seems ignorant to you but was absolutely fine with a stranger. Taking another swig from your cup you turned to face Nathan and ignored whatever was happening with Chris. “Good for him. At least I know that he’s fine, now come dance with me”

Nathan took your wrist and the both of you started dancing to the music. Nick was currently talking to Madi and Matt was standing next to Chris and the girl he was chatting to. You were laughing and so was Nathan. A good time was finally happening and your mind let go and focused on you, Nathan, the music and lights.

“I’m gonna go to the toilet I’ll be right back,” Nathan told you, so you put your thumbs up at him in response. You grabbed another drink and put it to your lips until you noticed Chris glaring at you.

You were a tenacious person but Chris ignoring you wasn’t something you could let go. He started walking outside and sat beside the pool. Nathan eventually came back but you couldn’t stop looking at Chris. “So what do you think?”

“Huh? What did you say?” You put your attention back to him. “You weren’t listening were you? Anyway I was saying if maybe you wanted to go out for lunch”

You blinked a few times..unresponsive.

“As friends,” He added. You slightly laughed, “In that case sure”

You continued dancing before you couldn’t take it anymore. “I need some fresh air,” walking outside Chris was still sitting near the pool, once he saw you coming he started to get up. “Stay,”

Chris looked down and sat back down. Silence became deafening and finally someone broke it. “I’m sorry,” Chris spoke. You stayed looking at the floor but you were sitting next to him. “Okay”

“Is that it?”

You looked at him now. “Of course it is Chris! I’ve been wanting to fucking talk to you all week but everytime I try you walk away or ignore me so yes Chris that it is cause I am done with how you’re treating me” you yelled. It felt good to get it off your chest and luckily no-one else heard.

Chris stayed looking at you until he decided to take his beanie off and now look at the floor again. “I’ve had a lot on my mind and you wouldn’t understand”

“Let me understand..please. It pains me every time you act like this and I don’t know why”

“I-I can’t. I just can’t”

You scoffed at his sentence, “Of course you can’t. Don’t expect me to listen when you’re finally ready to talk” as you started getting up Chris grabbed your hand pulling you to a halt. “I am sorry”

You nodded your head and walked back inside sitting on the sofa. He was still outside but now Nathan was with Madi and Matt and Nick was nowhere to be seen. “Hey mads, have you seen Nick?” you asked her. Madi nodded her head and pointed to Nick who was now in the kitchen sitting on the countertop on his phone. You went over to him and leaned against the counter. “Are you having a nice time?” you asked him. “Yeah I guess I'm getting bored now though, you?” “Same” you agreed. Maybe it was the fact you had been dancing far too long and your feet hurt, maybe it was the pool conversation or maybe you just really were bored of the party. “I’m gonna get Matt and see if he wants to leave” Nick patted your shoulder before leaving.

Eventually, Matt came up to you with his jacket and bag on. “Are you ready to leave?” he asked and you nodded your head. Taking a last sip from your drink you followed him into the car. Nick and Chris were already there. Madi and Nathan had come out of the door waving goodbye at you and the triplets.

Silence filled the car for what felt like the hundredth time today.

Once you all got to the triplets house Matt had asked if you wanted to stay to which you said yes. Currently there was a movie playing on screen but Matt and Chris were upstairs leaving you and Nick alone. “Do you want more popcorn?” you asked him. “Yeah sure, and while you’re getting up can you get Matt and Chris down here please?”

“Will do,” You put the popcorn in the microwave and waited for the ding, once you heard it you put it in the bowl and placed it on the table. Walking up slowly to the stairs you stopped right in front of Chris’ room. You were about to knock until you heard your name mentioned in the faint whispers behind the door.

“Y/n can’t know Matt!” Chris said through exasperated breaths. “Yeah and y/n can’t keep not knowing either. You are pushing her away and you can just tell she won’t stop asking till you tell her” You could hear Chris mumble but you weren’t sure what he said. “I’m your brother, you're meant to back me up, not her!”

Matt scoffed, “I am backing you up but I can’t watch you hurt the only person who really cared about you and been there with you every step of the way. Come down when you have talked some sense into yourself”

Suddenly the door swung open leaving you standing there whilst Matt was in front of you. Chris was currently on his bed, “What are you doing here?”

“Oh..I..uh..Nick wanted me to get you guys downstairs” you stuttered. “Okay, I’ll see you guys in a bit then” Matt turned his head to look at Chris before walking away. “Did you hear anything?”

“No,”

“You’re lying, I can tell”

You widened your eyes before talking. “What? How?”

“You have a tell, everytime you lie your eyes quickly look down before looking back up”

Darn it.

“Okay well maybe I did hear something but you wanna know what I heard? You keeping something from me that obviously everyone else knows and it’s really bugging me how no matter how many times I’m trying to be there for you, you only ignore me. If it’s that important then tell me!”

Chris stayed silent..now standing up but had his hands in his pockets. “Chris..why are you being like this?”

“Just shut up please, I can’t cope with this”

You started growing impatient with him and his words. “Don’t ever say that to me, you can’t cope? Well get with the progamme buddy cause neither can I. Now you will tell me or I will fucking leave and-”

You felt something touch your lips..taken a back you looked at Chris in his eyes. He had kissed you. It was a quick simple kiss but still he had kised you. “You..you kissed me,” you stated. “Yeah I did,”

“Why?”

It was his turn to laugh now, “Are you this oblivious? I kissed you because I like you, I was ignoring you because I couldn’t deal with the fact I actually really like you. When you danced with Nathan it made my blood boil. I only want you and I want you to only want me” he explained. As a response you kissed him back but this time you melted into the kiss placing your hands on his neck, Chris' hands were trailing your body before stopping on your hips. “Why?”

“Are you this oblivious? I kissed you back because I like you too” You admitted as you copied his words. A smile finally formed on his face grabbing your hand into his, “So, what does this mean?” he asked. “Anything you want it to”

“Do you want to go on a date with me tomorrow?” you said to him. “Of course, now let’s go downstairs and finish this movie”

Walking hand in hand you went downstairs and sat back down on the sofa. “Made up did you?” Matt asked, Chris nodded his head and put his arm around the back of you. “About time,” Nick joked.

For the first time since he started ignoring you things felt right..they were right. Now he was your boyfriend and he couldn’t be happier.

AHHH PART 2 IS DONE!!! i did not think it was gonna be this long or take 3 days to write this. hope u enjoyed <3

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[exquisitelyinsanelady]

Let's take "justice is blind" way too literally

What if Clover was blind the entire time and got around with the assistance of Flowey (and maybe others)

They didn't fall into the underground, some asshole pushed them into it

It takes a few runs for Flowey to realize they are unironically blind

Flowey now helps Clover get through the underground and is now either forced to socialize or have to push things around to meet standards

After getting bored of Clover just living with Toriel all the time, intervention occurs and now they're in the dark ruins

Things would play out as usual with Flowey being on Clover until they're at Dalv's place. At that point, Flowey leaves temporarily and pushes Clover to beat Dalv. This can go 2 ways. 1. This would end up teaching Flowey what patience is and take a while until Dalv finally spares Clover or gets spared

Or

2. Dalv realizes quick that Clover is blind and spares them immediately, not wanting to hurt them anymore.

Either way Dalv gets accquainted with Clover and after a bit, he helps them leave the place and venture into Snowdin. Unfortunately Dalv probably has agoraphobia so Clover is now alone

More later (likely never, i am bad at remembering)

Temporarily coining this AU "Blind Clover" since it gets the point across and I am not creative. Alternatively "Justice is blind" could be used but it's likely used for many other things prior

[grapemoon]

A few details about Undertale that I really like:

Napstablook is over 100 years old. They don’t recognize the King or (former) Queen.

Napstablook either has never seen Toriel in the Ruins, or just doesn’t care that she’s there.

Papyrus is really strong. REALLY strong. He’s just way too nice to even capture you.

The fact that its like. A plot twist on BOTH of the human’s identities. The kid you named was actually Chara, and the one you played as was actually Frisk, and neither of them were actually the “players self inserts” that people thought they were.

Flowey trapped himself in a time loop of his own making, and then got bored of it even though he could’ve just. Stopped resetting ? Unless I’m missing something here this is very funny to me.

Just how many characters are mentioned, but never seen.

How every time a character says something meta that implies they know they’re in a game, it can always be turned into something else, making it very vague. I like vague.

The sign on the Librarby.

In the Genocide route, you’re so far gone that Asgore, a monster that’s been alive for over 100 years with six human SOULs in the very next room, is unable to recognize Frisk as anything human.

Flowey is still Asriel under all that, and while he has indeed gone through a LOT of shit, you can still see that when he’s suddenly so terrified of the person he’s convinced himself is Chara that he feels fear for the first time in who-knows-how-long, after pretty much convincing himself he couldn’t feel anything.

The changes in the Neutral endings!!!!!! I love how many different variations of it there are it’s the best hehehehoo!

The Papyrus phone calls… they’re so hectic and there’s sooo much dialogue it’s amazing

This is moreso speculation than anything concrete, but I really like to think about why Flowey thought Frisk was Chara. Had it really been so long that he’d forgotten them? It’s understandable in Pacifist since he was reeeally going through some shit AND Frisk was wearing all of their stuff, but in Genocide he sees them kill everyone and goes “!!!! Chara!” which. Huh ? I personally like to think he spent so long in that little self-imposed time loop of his that he forgot about how Chara actually was, and deluded himself into believing into them being a bad person, just like he felt he was now, simply based on their last moments alone. Kinda fucked up huh?

[akemiiya]

pov first person (flowey) - luckypatch - vengeance route axis fight - 768 words

part of a fic that I scrapped because I got bored of writing it. but I remember being really proud of this scene when I wrote it so I'm letting it out of the drafts by itself. this was written a few months ago and unedited except for a single sentence that pissed me off too much to ignore.

content warning: minor unintentional self-harm

We reach the end of the Steamworks in record time… If the record was for the slowest time possible. We could’ve gotten here so much faster, but no, Clover just had to go out of their way to shoot every robot in this place to bits, even though they don’t even give any EXP!

And it's not only that! They even robbed the salesman for all his G! Which they don’t need, because there's nowhere to spend it on now that all the shopkeepers have evacuated! And they know it! They’re just going on a power trip for the sake of it, this infuriating brat!

We reach the furnace. Clover encounters the robot they’ve been chasing down the whole facility. It seems like the robot is finally going to fight them. He takes the lid from the trash can next to him to use as a shield, and the battle starts. 

The shield proves to be an impenetrable wall, blocking everything Clover throws at it. I would be offended, because those are my friendliness pellets it’s blocking, and they couldn’t be so weak as to be blocked by a flimsy trash can lid! But every pellet blocked enrages Clover even further, so I suppose I can overlook it.

The fight continues to drag on and no progress is made. Clover keeps dying, too. Ah, it’s so satisfying to watch them die. 

After the latest revival, they spend a few minutes forcefully pulling on their hair and scratching at their arms before they collect themself and proceed to confront the robot again. As they move, their sleeves ride up a little, allowing me to see the ugly rashes underneath. I watch it all with a placid smile. What sweet karma.

This time, the fight goes on for long enough that the robot starts to talk. He begs for his life, while Clover keeps shooting. The trash can lid still deflects all their bullets. 

Clover trembles violently. Fury is painted all over them – their harsh breathing, the way their fingers clench and unclench around their gun… I didn’t give Axis enough credit before this. He’s setting such a wonderful show for me, it takes everything I have to keep from laughing.

And then, he says, “I WAS FORCED TO NEUTRALIZE THAT HUMAN.”

Clover stops twitching.

All is still.

I feel a wild increase in Clover’s killing intent. I know it’s not directed at me, but regardless, a primal fear fills me from my petals to my roots. 

“W-WAIT. WHAT’S GOING ON?”

Clover’s face is normally inexpressive, while their body language does all the talking. But now, their usual poker face is gone. The expression on their face right now… terrifying is the only word I can use to describe it.

Their SOUL rotates to become upright, just like a monster’s. The tip faces Axis. It emanates a bright yellow glow, and power surges from all around, converging around the floating heart in their palm. One second, two… they release the energy in a powerful blast that knocks Axis’ shield away.

Yet again, more magic swells up and reaches a crescendo. A blinding flood of magic is released, dead-center for the robot.

The light of the beam renders my eyes useless for a few seconds. A deafening screech engulfs my hearing as it makes contact with its target. When my vision clears, all that is left of Axis is a gruesome hunk of metal.

…

My ears are still ringing.

My stomata open all at once. Plant respiration doesn't work the same way breathing as a Boss Monster does, but even still, my leaves desperately attempt to capture more air for my non-existent lungs.

I am speechless. Even I, with all my boredom and effort, find it extremely difficult to create destruction of this level in just one hit. This is simply… too much.

After a moment, I remember the company I’m in and pull myself together.

“Um, okay. No, this is fine. This can be very useful against the Ki–”

Clover walks away without acknowledging me.

“Wait, where are you going? I’m still talking!”

Their disrespect has me reaching my limit. But a small, growing part of me… it is relieved that they aren’t paying me any mind. For some reason, I get the feeling that they could make me meet the same fate as the robot if I pushed too hard, and there would be no coming back from that.

But that’s ridiculous. I quickly SAVE the file. Right. They couldn’t permanently hurt me, even if they tried.

I’m still the one in control here.

I’m still in charge.

[the-great-papyru]

so about those timelines where flowey helped everyone. i feel like there’s some kind of division in people’s minds between those ones, the “good timelines,” and the ones after his first kill, the “bad timelines.”

first off, i really don’t think any of those timelines were “good.” not really good for anyone, especially not good for flowey. the thing about those timelines: we don’t know too much about them, but it’s reasonable to infer that flowey didn’t exactly give others much agency in them. but i’ve already talked about that. point is, he never settled. he gave himself responsibility for everything, and he didn’t let anyone move on until everything was perfect. that’s probably why he got tired. he was bored of wondering “what can i slightly change so that this solution gets slightly better?” he was tired of barely any change but still feeling like he could improve. and because he could, he had to.

the dreemurr parents put a lot of pressure on their kids. “the future of humans and monsters.” “the prince of this world’s future.” they sound rather similar. as a prince, asriel was expected to someday lead monsterkind. he was expected to be like asgore, help his subjects at any cost. considering this, it makes sense that flowey tried over and over to make everyone perfectly happy, until he couldn’t try anymore.

[mysteriousbp]

Decided to jump into the Deltarune Yellow wagon. Just to make up designs and ideas... I'm not going to make something out of this.

(Sorry if Clover looks bad. I still suck at drawing humans. And I'm bad at color palettes)

I decided to make Kanako the player character because of her soul thing in Undertale Yellow. While Clover is the lighther partner because they are manipulated by Flowey and Ceroba to do what they want (Getting the souls and saving Kanako.) so it will be fun having Kanako manipulated Clover into shooting their friends.

And there my version of the darkner of the legend "Goldie the Flower."... I'm not very original with names.

Some info of my take of this AU thing.

Clover and Kanako are siblings. Clover being adopted after Chujin found him has a baby abandon in a bush when he was returning home.

This takes place around when Asriel was still in school. Clover and Karako are around the same age has Asriel so they are in college when normal Deltarune happens.

Chujin used to be a college teacher... Now he's dead... He got sick and died... Very close to the events of my version of Deltarune Yellow...

Ceroba is a recent widow that is still grieving over Chujin death... Barely leaves her room... Has depression...

Starlo is a police officer in the town. He likes to call himself a sheriff. He's been taking care of Clover and Kanako and trying to take Ceroba out of her room. He's still her best friend and wants nothing more for her and her family to move on and be happy.

Dalv is Clover and Kanako teacher and Martlet is a old college student of Chujin... I don't have a lot of thigs for this two...

Moray is Starlo police buddy. Mooch is in the police station jail. Ed is Dina's bar bouncer. Ace works has a poker dealer in Dina's bar. But the four plus Starlo are still good friends.

Axis and the other robots are darkners.

Clover is trying to be strong and trying to help his sister and mom to move on... He's just wants to see them smile again... He's still sad over Chujin death but he wants to be strong...

People think Kanako turn into a quiet kid because of Chujin death... They don't realise that she isn't in control of her body anymore... She is really afraid of the player, trying to run while crying when she rips the player out... But she's never able to exit the room or get help before the player gets back in...

I thought of this while I was bored so... They aren't perfect ideas.

[daydreaming-scheming-demon]

i know undertale is like, almost a decade old at this point, even older if you count the kickstarter’s age, but i still cant get over how flowey/asriel is literally such a cool fucking character. he’s like a player that plays a game too many times and stops being able to see the characters as people as their brain sees them acting the same and doing the same things on each replay and how he loses his sympathy bc of that. and this makes him come across as a typical pure evil antagonist at first, but then you learn his backstory, and it’s all just, aghhhhhhhh. and then you learn in the genocide route that he helped people at first, he used to be kind, but he got bored, and how that contrasts the player on the genocide route with flowey, the genocide route where the player is now in the role of the pure evil villain, just like flowey was.

and also i love how the guy is literally just an edgy kid. like, he comes across as an adult at first, but the guy’s just like one of those cynical little kids who only wants to see the worst in everything. and how that’s portrayed in the true pacifist route where he gives himself this edgy name and transformation sequence that feels like something a kid would come up with. tho the idea that he’s a kid does kinda come into question when you consider all the resets he’s been on, but even still he never got to grow up.

i wanna hug this lil dude so badly, even in flower form, he deserves a hug.

i fucking love this dude, he’s kinda like a pure evil antagonist, but actually has a backstory that makes you feel sorry for him and make his actions feel understandable, even if he can feel like some insane cartoon supervillain, his actions still feel reasonable with his backstory in mind. it’s like taking the idea of an unrealistically evil villain and asking yourself what couldve possibly made them that way

and his whole life as asriel with chara as a sibling. aghhhhhhhh, i love it.

and how in the beginning of the game he probably hasnt even realized his powers are missing yet, and that may just be a small thing but i find it a fun small recontextualization. that in this moment where you seem like you’re falling into his trap, he doesnt even realize that you have far more power over him than he thinks. and something i never even really thought about for a while is how he probably had a bit of a mental breakdown realizing his powers are missing sometime between your first and second time meeting him, and how he probably had to get himself all ready to talk with you again and come across as confident and threatening. like, there’s no way he just brushed off the fact that his powers are missing so easily, his plan to use you to retrieve the souls probably helped him feel better, but there’s no way this dude just brushed off losing the powers he’s been relying on for who knows how long so easily. he definitely got all angry and scared at his missing powers sometime between your first and second meeting, for at least a little while.

honestly, i feel like undertale didnt have enough of him. he deserved more screentime imo. which is why i was really happy to see his characterizationin done so well in undertale yellow, i fucking loved how that game built on his character. and his whole boss fight in that game somehow outdoing his boss fights in the original game. and how a lot of his attacks involve self harm in some way. and how he acts as the save points for the game so you get to hear a lot more from him throughout the game. i feel like undertale yellow gave me some characterization for him that i really fucking needed.

genuinely one of my favourite characters in all of fiction. would love to have a conversation with this lil guy.

[the-unrelated-theorist]

Gotta love how Flowey never gets a break.

UTY (just for comparison):

Pacifist: you die and he decides to wait for the next human (canonically, this is what would have to happen).

Neutral: Flowey kidnaps your SOUL and forces you to die over and over in his nightmare world, but the whole thing is just in his head. Flowey doesn't have the power to take over the whole world, and he eventually gets bored of playing with you and resets.

Genocide: Flowey realizes early on that his SAVE/LOAD ability is the only reason you haven't killed him. He eventually loses that ability and gets slaughtered.

Undertale:

Neutral: The SOULs rebel. In later runs, he decides it's better not to even try.

Genocide: He realizes you've become a genocidal freak and that you will kill him. Of course, this had to be the one time he's actually right.

Pacifist: He finally becomes the god of hyperdeath, reunited with Chara in some way. But Frisk just doesn't give up. And Flowey- now Asriel- starts to feel again. He finds his old self that was lost in a sea of successive SAVEs and resets and turns back into a goat boy- and, eventually, back into a flower.

Flowey never gets what he wants. Or at least not what he thinks he wants. What he wants is to feel again. And if he can't have that, he will tear down the world over and over and over and over, in a futile attempt to stave off the boredom and loneliness that has driven him completely insane.

But what he needs is healing. Isn't it funny how he doesn't feel again until he's able to talk to Chara, to really talk to them? Ok, maybe absorbing all the monster SOULs had something to do with being able to feel. But he didn't lose that ability once he gave them all back. And if SOULs were enough to make him feel true emotions again, you'd think the wide array of emotions from the human SOULs should have been enough. (Ok, arguably, it could simply be how much all the monsters love Frisk that got thru to him- but I was trying to make a point, here.)

Flowey has spent goodness knows how many years living with the guilt of assisting Chara in suicide. He never really says it, but I think he must live (if you can call that "living") with intense guilt over having killed them. And if that wasn't enough, he didn't even go thru with their plan. It seems like Chara may have tried to take control and wanted to kill more than six, and Asriel couldn't do that. So he had to live with the secret of having killed his best friend for NOTHING.

Is it any wonder he went crazy? And on top of that, then he wakes up and finds SIX SOULS have already been taken, when he refused to kill even ONE. What are a few monster or human lives compared to the wasted lives of both himself and Chara?

Flowey never got what he wanted because what he decided he wanted wasn't what he needed, or even what he really wanted. What he wanted was to be able to stop hating himself and everyone else. We give that to him by bringing Chara to him so he can settle everything once and for all.