#Mafiafell Toriel

[capricioussun]

The polls not over but tbh I don’t see it changing too much so!

Mafiafell Headcanons

-Undyne met Papyrus when he was 16, and it actually had a surprisingly big impact on him. It was brief, back when Undyne was still a detective with the Ebott police, he thought she was very cool and it influenced the way he saw others for the better. Suffice to say he was very happy when she broke away to become a PI and they were able to grow closer as friends.

-Boss and Snare aren’t just multiversal nicknames, they’re mostly called those within their universe as well.

-Dogamy and Dogaressa can’t speak from a mysterious accident that damaged both of their necks.

-Grillby adopted his niece, Fuku, when she was very young after his brother got arrested (again). She’s in college when the “main storyline” takes place

-Muffet used to work for the Gaster family. After his disappearance, she left to pursue “greater opportunities” and wound up starting a family of her own.

-Asgore has never met Sans in person, only Papyrus. It antagonizes him.

-Toriel used to be in [REDACTED], but she’d been a longtime friend to the brothers’ family, so when she wanted out, they let her, and they still stay in touch. None of them would ever acknowledge it, but they consider each other family in the more literal sense, which is why they trust her with Frisk.

-No one knows about what happened to Chara and Asriel aside from Toriel, Asgore, and Sans. Papyrus has a vague idea, but mostly only lingering suspicions.

-While he eventually built up his own reputation, most people were scared of Papyrus almost immediately purely because of how much he looks like Gaster.

-Sans is aware Alphys made Mettaton’s body the way she did in order to stop him and Papyrus, if it ever came to that for some reason. It’s an unspoken thing between her and Mettaton, even if Mettaton may have only become more swayed in the brothers’ favor as time goes on…

[undertale-writing-times]

Slides Miss Devil a slide of chocolate strawberry pie.

She looks at it, then at you, and giggles "Well thank you!" She chirps and reaches over, gently booping your nose, "You're just as sweet as the cake, aren't you? Why don't you try a bit first?" she slides it back to you.

Sorry hun, it was just part of the job. She's been poisoned before, and she would much rather not go through that again. It was bothersome before. Now it would just be annoying, she bet.

She did think it was sweet to come and give her a random treat, though.

[twentydaysofdrabbles]

The Concierge Plants A Seed (Part 46)

You approach them with a tray laden with drinks and nibbles, offering it silently. All three of them decline, to your surprise. The Manager must be restless indeed to decline a pot of tea. You do suppose that this is hardly a social call. So, you set it aside at the unmanned bar and return to the Manager's side, standing at her shoulder with your hands folded over your belly.

Frisk and Toriel had taken a seat in the time that you had gone to stow the tray away, the former swinging their legs restlessly while the latter sits up straight, hands in her lap. Formal. Proper. Like the Queen she used to be.

"Speak, please Miss Manager." Toriel is the one to break the silence. Frisk tightens their hands against the soft upholstery of the chair they sit on, as though trying to stop themselves from speaking.

"Of course," the Manager inclines her head. She leans back in her seat, legs crossed. The very image of a woman in control. "Were you aware that a Harbinger has paid His Highness a visit?"

Frisk frowns. Toriel's stony expression cracks to reveal a slight downturn of her lips.

The Manager tilts her head. "No? I suppose that you don't technically serve His Highness, Mx Frisk. And Miss Toriel is estranged from him"

I knew someone had come to see him and deliver an invitation in person, Frisk signs, their gaze flickering to you. I don't know what a Harbinger is.

A nod, and the Manager explains. "Someone that foreshadows a future event. Harbingers are agents of the High Table, higher ranked than an Adjudicator or an Emissary, and their arrival portents death. Their presence does not signal anything good and are a sign of worse things - and times - to come."

The more she speaks, the lower Toriel's head drops until she is cradling her muzzle in her paws. "Oh for fuck's sake, Asgore," she mumbles into her paws. "This couldn't be what you meant..."

Mum? Frisk taps Toriel's thigh to get her attention.

"Gorey - he-" Toriel takes in a deep breath. "When I was trapped in his home, during one of the periods of lucidity afforded to me, I remember him saying that he would sell his soul to make sure we were all safe in this new world."

Now it is Frisk's turn to drop their head into their hands.

The Manager only closes her eyes. You, meanwhile, are only barely able to restrain the shake of your head.

"Do you know who he 'sold his soul' to?" Toriel asks with a tired voice.

Piercing eyes look at you, and you look back at her wordlessly. The Manager turns back to Toriel and Frisk with a wave of her hand in a noncommittal gesture. "No one that I can confirm. However, it would be the newly appointed Imperator, the Marquis de Gramont, if no one else."

Toriel's face has 'what' and 'why' written all over it.

Frisk signs with a slightly sheepish expression. Don't know what an Imperator is, either.

"Imperator is a temporary title and rank that is granted to one individual in agreeance with all members of the High Table. Done only in an effort to resolve a political situation or in a time of imbalance and strife. Of late, there is a man waging war against the High Table for his freedom over in New York." The Manager's eyes tighten, she looks past Toriel's shoulder, but rallies and looks the former queen in the eye again. "This Imperator is newly appointed and operates out of Paris, France."

Toriel starts to shake her head. "Gorey wouldn't have a clue where Paris is, let alone how to contact someone so...so important over there." But he eventually could, and would. Just not now.

Times like these remind you that the Underground was a comparatively small place, perhaps only as big as the City or slightly smaller in geographical size. It certainly didn't have the same population. With only one government, though with several factions within the Kingdom, the monarchy never had to worry about interacting with other ruling bodies. The monsters might have Ascended for a few years now, but it didn't mean they were entirely acclimatised.

I know Alphys has been working to expand communication networks, Frisk signs, though they seem apologetic when Toriel's face screws up at the mention of the Royal Scientist. And Sans would have sent his spies abroad.

"If I may," you speak softly, remembering your conversation with Sans and Papyrus not too long ago. They all look at you, and the manager nods encouragingly. "Mister Papyrus is sure that His Highness has never met the Marquis, however he fell out of favour with His Highness following Miss Toriel's temporary imprisonment," you say evenly and unflinchingly, even when the air thickens around the former queen. "Mister Sans believes His Highness would have met with the Marquis at that time."

The Manager nods - she had heard it from you in a previous report.

Frisk, however, widens their eyes as though something clicks in their head. I think I know when that might have been. I needed to find Asgore to sign off on something and couldn't find him - I was told that he was overseas on business. They frown, thinking. It would've been after the meeting here. With the Manager.

Toriel is of less help. "I'm far too removed from monster politics these days to chime in on any periods of absence or unrest," she says as she shakes her head. "But I do know that Gorey wouldn't have made the decision to go to France alone. If he even went there in the first place." She cradles her muzzle in one paw as she thinks.

The Manager stirs then, eyes roving from Frisk to Toriel. "Hm. You are both close to the skeleton brothers, yes?"

Toriel and Frisk look at each other, then at the Manager.

"Sans served as my Royal Scientist for a short time, and thereafter as the Judge. I can claim to be friends with him but I cannot guarantee that he will tell me anything," Toriel murmurs, thinking out loud. "He has ever had his own agenda. Papyrus has never served me and he was young when I abdicated the throne."

The Manager doesn't look at you, nor you at her, but there is a silent agreement that you would conduct some further investigation into this. The brothers had given you some when they met you in the Lounge, but ultimately no one knew anything for sure.

Frisk is slightly better. I can ask; I like to think I'm friends with them. I know Papyrus wasn't happy when it came out that Asgore held Mum hostage. Sans might tell me if I offer to help him.

"I think you might find that they will come to you. Sooner, rather than later." The Manager smiles a sharp smile. Her eyes, intense. "If they are as unhappy as they appear, they might be seeking an alternative to the leadership the monsters currently have."

Oh, that's heavy handed of her.

It is as if the world holds their breath the moment the Manager finishes her sentence.

"What," Toriel growls. "Are you implying, Miss Manager?" Her eyes are dark with cloaked fury.

Frisk tightens their fists on the table, their expression pinched.

With her hands spread wide, the Manager croons, "When a monarch is deemed unsuitable for the crown, the People will revolt. But the mantle must fall to another whose values align with the People's. Usually, that person is someone known to the People, whose banner the People will march into battle with. Tell me, Miss Toriel, who you think that person would be?"

Three pairs of human eyes fall to Toriel, the former Queen of Monsters who was still looked upon kindly by her subjects regardless of her colourful past with the King. She turns pale under her white fur. Clenches her jaw resolutely. And barks, "No."

Mum, Frisk signs after they shake Toriel's arm. Think about it. Who else will it be? Undyne? Alphys. Stars forbid, Sans?

Still, Toriel shakes her head. "I will not," she snarls to herself. With an iron control over her strength, she shakes Frisk's hand off her as gently as she can manage and stands, pacing the walkway angrily. "I abdicated for a reason, my child!"

The Manager watches the goat monster pace down the path and back again. She leans in her seat, trails her finger over the top of her armrest. "Then it will be someone else. Perhaps someone who would be willing to bend the knee to the High Table. Or who cares less for your People than you do." It's not secret that she alludes to the names Frisk put forward. "But that's something only you can decide, Toriel."

The honorific is dropped then, the familiarity evident in the Manager's voice, and Toriel's dark eyes lock with hers. "You've always been able to make hard decisions, Toriel. Dilemmas and choices that would make anyone else balk," the Manager speaks quietly, as though raising her voice would break the little bubble around the gazebo. "You might think your people will give you a choice, but consider whether that is the truth...or mere wishful thinking."

Toriel slows to a halt, spinning around to she has her back to the gazebo. Staring out at the sprawling city. Frisk just stares down at the table.

"You won't have much longer to decide, Toriel." The Manager gets to her feet and buttons her suit jacket back up. "The King meets with the Marquis at the end of the week. At that point, your Family will be bound." A pause, then the Manager speaks in a more gentle manner, "Stay as long as you like, Miss Toriel, Mx Frisk. You are always welcome here."

There is no answer that comes from either of them.

She looks over her shoulder at you and nods, gently easing out of the seating area. Her shoes click delicately on the paved path, and even as she passes Toriel, the goat monster doesn't turn.

You follow behind her as she departs, obeying the subtle gesture. Ignoring the stares burning into your back.

In the relative privacy of the elevator as it goes back down to the Manager's office, you finally speak. "Is that wise?" You look at her reflection. "That might have been a bit heavy handed, ma'am."

The Manager smooth back an errant lock of hair from her face. "The seed must be planted. Miss Toriel is not the sort to immediately think of a coup, but Mx Frisk is more open to it. And that Mister Sans...he will not wait to bring it up to her. Best that it come from someone who isn't as close to the King." A sigh. "I don't doubt Mister Sans will wait to pressure her; it's likely that he will see that there is only one way in which this whole debacle will end."

You blink slowly and sigh. Looks like it's time to sharpen the guillotine.

[wishingstarinajar]

I participated in this year's @gyftmas2023 event (aka an Undertale themed Secret Santa) and @atenobear was my Imp.

They asked for Soriel, Undyne x Alphys, and/or @megalommi's Nostra (Mafiafell!Baggs), so I went for them all with a thrown-in bonus Grillby.

Happy Holidays to you and everyone!

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

To the fell skeletons, how would they feel when their own kid inherited their own temper/anger

Like father like child in other words lol

Underfell Sans - He's so annoyed about this sometimes because he's not very brave and that means his kid keeps fighting him during their teenage years and winning the arguments. Red has a déjà vu kind of impression because that's definitely how Edge was as a child. He's frustrated and wonders how the hell it could happened twice in his lifetime, but there's not a lot of things he can do against that so...

Underfell Papyrus - He was happy his child took him as a model... For the first week at least. After that, he doesn't think it's nice at all as his child constantly argues with him to do the simplest things and since Edge struggles to stay calm, it often turns with the both of them screaming. He kinda understands his brother now. Maybe he can see why Edge was so annoyed with him growing up.

Horrorfell Sans - He'll live. Copper is a lot more chill with everything, and more patient too. He knows his child is mostly anxious and pushing people away to protect himself, and maybe he's a little frustrated his child feels the need to hide their feelings now that he's finally learning to open to people. He keeps reassuring his child they don't need to hide.

Horrorfell Papyrus - Oh no, if it isn't his own sassiness coming to bite his butt. He can't believe his kid is confronting this like that, not caring one second for Chief's inevitable anger following. His kid just doesn't care. Chief has no idea how to deal with that and he doesn't have the patience for it, so most of the time, he gives up and let them be. What do you want him to do?

Swapfell Sans - That's entirely his fault, and he's willing to accept the consequences. Nox would mostly have an only child, and spoiled rot them to the point the kid thinks they're royalty and explodes when someone says no to them. Well, Nox is happy they don't let anyone walk on their feet... Except when his kid acts the same way with him lmao. That wasn't part of his plan. Now he's confused what to do.

Swapfell Papyrus - He created a monster. It's a mini-him, but with even fewer filters than he has. When his kid told Toriel he couldn't trust the dying hybrid of a cow and a goat, he felt so proud. And also kinda terrified because Toriel didn't like that at all. But that's fine. It's a family tradition. He did the same thing at 7 years old and almost got executed for this you know. Nox is desperate.

Fellswap Gold Sans - He doesn't discourage their behavior at all and makes it way worse actually. His kid thinks they rule the world and that everyone is one of his servants. They are terrifying most kids at school and claim propriety over half of the playground, fighting children who dare to disobey them. Wine is so proud of them. Show them who's their leader.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Coffee didn't mean to give them his anxiety but turns out he kinda feed his baby with anxiety their whole life so... Coffee isn't sure how he can help with that. Because just thinking about this kinda send him into a panic attack and then his kid has a panic attack because he has a panic attack which makes him panic even more. Please someone help them.

Dancefell Sans - Rumba taught them well: when there's danger, throw your dad into the danger and run for your life. Ok, maybe they're doing that because he used to throw them towards the danger to save his own life, but still. That doesn't justify anything. He's not a lure!

Dancefell Papyrus - Tango is so annoyed his kid is always on TikTok. He's even madder about the fact they're getting a lot more popular than he is and using his things to steal his own audience. Who do you think you are? He deprives you of your phone this instant! Stop stealing his job!

Mafiafell Sans - His kid is a little shit. They fear no one, answer to everything just to have a reaction and they're mostly not caring about the consequences. Fang is not controlling them at all, he gave up trying long ago. He always have 200 dollars in his wallet to pay people his kid are offending too much so they shut up and don't create problems :')

Mafiafell Papyrus - What do you mean that's a problem his kid thinks everyone in the mafia must serve them? Torpedo told them they are the next mafia boss and to be respected by all of them, even if they have to crush them under their shoes like insects. Torpedo doesn't see any problem with that. His brother keeps joking about the fact one of his day his kid is going to betray and kill him Lion King style and that he would never see it coming.

[darkpetal16]

June 26th through July 14th Progress Update

June 26th 2024 - Continued to write and program ch1 for Dancetale. This will be my first game incorporating the use of magic prosthetics.

June 28th 2024 - Continued to write and program ch1 for Dancetale, mostly focused on the different branches of the different prosthetics MC can have, and began researching canes for MCs with a leg prosthetic.

June 29th 2024 - Completed the prologue / ch1 groundwork for prosthetics (right leg, left leg, right arm, left arm and a three-way combination of those variants), along with if MC uses a cane. Currently now drafting / programming Toriel’s house.

June 30th 2024 - Drafted / Programmed the opening sequence for Toriel’s house. The locket makes a return!

July 1st 2024 - DANCETALE Programmed a portion of MC customization. Attached is a snippet of just the clothing customization.

HORRORTALE Drafted more of the lab

July 2nd 2024 - HORRORTALE Worked more on programming the opening scene. Also came up with a different idea for the later half of the lab that I think will be much more interesting, so started outlining that instead.

DANCETALE Worked on a new sequence as part of day 1. Since there’s so much customization, I’m trying to naturally spread out the options throughout the first day so it’s not so overwhelming.

NOTE: Discord voted for a 0 death Toriel encounter in DT

July 3rd 2024 - DANCETALE - Continued drafting & programming for ch1. Worked briefly on Toriel’s dance, but mostly focused on programming the soul variants & writing the backstory for MC with Chara.

July 5th 2024 - DANCETALE - Nearing completion for Ch1’s first programmed draft. Only two scenes left to complete - the dance with Toriel & the first major “Bad Ending”.

July 6th 2024 - DANCETALE - Played around with creating a rhythm game for the boss fight. Attached is what was voted on to use as buttons in the forum.

HORRORTALE - Drafted a very fun scene where a certain ghost meets a certain reaper. >:D

I did briefly open up MAFIAFELL to begin the revisions / corrections needed but then my computer blue screened so I quietly backed everything up when it came back on and moved on lol.

July 7th 2024 - Had two full uninterrupted hours of me time and got to start something I’ve been wanting to do for a hot minute: UNDERFELL update.

Began with updating the ui and themes, and randomized which LI talks to you after your first death. Hope to do more soon!

July 8th 2024 - Almost finished UNDERFELL’s facelift. Made it all the way to the city. I think I’ll be able to upload the updated version tomorrow.

July 09th 2024 - Completed the visual update to UNDERFELL and posted it.

July 10th 2024 - Mostly worked on trying to figure out how to code a few things for DANCETALE. Trying something new and haven’t got it working yet. I also did a little more drafting into ch1 while it stewed in my thoughts.

July 11th 2024 - DANCETALE rhythm boss fight coding. Vid’s in the forum for more details, but it took me a couple days to get it working well enough.

July 14th 2024 - DANCETALE continued drafting & programming Ch1. Only one day left. Also created a brief “how to” on the boss battles / rhythm games. After some play testing I have determined I’ll leave the rhythm games just for boss battles, and use a more typical method for regular encounters. It’ll bog the game down too much for each regular encounter to have its own rhythm game to its own song.

NOTE: Discord currently voting on death loop & soulmate rule in DT.

[0sleepforme]

Blue = Already exists

Red = Unsure if it already exists or not

Orange ☆ = From my dreams

Green = Group

Pink ○ = I don't know the name of the Au

Purple □ = Different or new Names for the look-a-likes, from New/old/Unknown Au's

White = means nothing

( But if a Pacific Au already exists, then I'm sorry, because I haven't found it anywhere)

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List of who is going to be in ' Hope '

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Undertale Sans: Classic

Undertale Papyrus: Papy

UnderSwap Sans: Blue

UnderSwap Papyrus: Stretch

UnderFell Sans: Fell

UnderFell Papyrus: Edge

BaraTale Sans: Bara

FellSwap-red Sans: Razz

FellSwap-red Papyrus: Mutt

Swapfell-Purple Sans: Black

SwapFell-Purple Papyrus: Rus

ReaperTale Sans: Reap

ReaperTale Papyrus: Syth

HorrorTale Papyrus: Sugar

DustSwap Sans: Phantom

DustSwap Papyrus: Orange

DreamTale: Dream

FreshTale Papyrus: Papsi

Nightmare - Papyrus: Mid

DreamSwap: Quill

Bad Sans's: Nightmare, Dust, Ash, Killer, Error and Cross

MafiaFell sans: Ruben

MafiaFell Papyrus: Noir

StoryShift Chara: Chara

MafiaTale Sans: Colt

MafiaTale Papyrus: Sniper

UnderLust Sans: Lavender/Lave

UnderLust Papyrus: Charm

FellSwap-Gold Sans: Wine

FellSwap-Gold Papyrus: Coffee

YandereFell Sans: Red

LustFell Sans: passion

AfterTale: Geno

ScienceTale: Sci

InkTale Sans: Ink

StorySwap: Toriel

FellSwap-red: Slim (but from genocide route)

( Both are jumping spiders )

SpiderTale Sans: Flip

SpiderTale Papyrus: Nip

VampireTale Sans: Dark

VampireTale Papyrus: Fang

BirdTale sans: Crow

OniTale:

( Different versions of:

lavender = Orch

Sci = Flor

Classic = Onyx

Crow = Arrow

Fell = Thorn

Geno = Peir

and Reaper = crescent )

OverFell Sans (GenderSwap): Mal

????: Unfresh, (Both fell verse) pallet and Goth.

Bitty MerTale Nightmare: Night

HorrorSwap Sans: snackers

HorrorSwap Papyrus: Carrot

Glamour Swap Sans: Berry

ButtonTale/Coraline Au:

( Different versions of

Edge, = Thread

Stretch = Belldam

Papyrus = Cotton

and Mutt/Slim = Stitch )

Fell snake bitty, Papyrus: Spicy

Fell snake bitty, Sans: Pepper

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I need some help with new names on this Au, please 🙏

Bara - PoliceTale:

(Different versions of

Classic =

Papyrus =

Fell =

Edge =

Blue =

Stretch =

Razz =

Mutt =

Horror =

Nightmare =

and Error = )

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I'll draw out new faces once they appear in the book!

[jaxxwrites4you]

Do you have a list of which Undertale Characters/AUs you write headcanons/scenarios for?

Yeah! I would like to state that I write all of my AUs with my partner @justsamwich! So I'm happy to answer asks here and you can also ask them questions over on their blog as well! Just wanted to make sure everyone knows it's not all me ^^

I will also put the names for the skeletons next to their respective AUs ^^

Undertale (Sans and Papyrus)

UnderFell (Grunge and Baroque)

UnderSwap (Ginger and Clove)

WesternTale (Doc and Ranger)

WesternFell (Rusty and Diablo)

WesternSwap (Ace and Rodeo)

MafiaTale (Smoke and Mac)

MafiaFell (Whiskey and Saint)

MafiaSwap (Romeo and Lucky)

I'm most comfortable with the skeletons from each of these, alongside a majority of the main group (Alphys, Undyne, Toriel, Asgore, Mettaton.)

[ivyprism]

Undertale AU Characters

Undertale - Grillby, Riverperson and Frisk: Grillby (Grillbz), Riverperson (or RP), and Frisk

Underfell - Grillby, Riverperson, Undyne, and Frisk: Tyrian, Rivulet, Neve, and Tart

Underswap - Chara: Pudding

Swapfell Amethyst - Chara: Custard

Horrortale - Aliza

Dancetale - Frisk: Mooncake

Fellswap Amaranth - Grillby, Muffet, Fuku Fire, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Goner Asriel, Monster Kid/Temmie, Frisk, Chara, Napstaton, Hapstablook, Asgore’s Mother and Father, Toriel’s Mother, and Father: Vulcan, Eclair, Enya, Fujiko, Beryl, Elric, Alexandra, Victor, Nicole, Micah/M, Farin, Clare, Ryder, Hendrix, Theodora, Cedric, Octavia, and Claudius.

Swapfell Glaucous - Grillby, Muffet, Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Napstaton, Hapstablook, Chara, Frisk, MK/Temmie, and Asriel: Thyme, Candy, Rosette, Athena, Delray, Madeline, Xavier, Blake, Truffle, Strudel, Waffle/Cream, and Louis.

Mafiatale - Asgore and Toriel: Clyde and Pearl

Mafiafell - Asgore and Toriel: Harvey and Opal.

Mafiaswap - Asgore and Toriel: Lex and Garnet

Alluretale - Asgore, Toriel, Frisk, Chara, Asriel/Flowey, Monster Kid, Mettaton, Napstablook/Napstaton, Grillby, Muffet, Undyne, and Alphys: Heath, Joy, Honey, Aero, Graham/Gram, Toffee, Espresso, Latte, Whiskey, Mocha, Dagger, and Citrine

Allurefell - Grillby and Muffet: Vermouth and Sherry

Angels Fall - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Napstaton, Mettaton, Grillby, Muffet, Frisk, Chara/Temmie, Asriel/Stuffy, and Monster Kid: Dina, Mieko, Alastair, Brea, Neo, Myles, Helios, Pastry, Halo, Cherub/Cece, Theodore/Theo, and Malachi.

The Mermaid Mercenary - Undyne: Blyze

Final Boss AU - Toriel, Asgore, Frisk, Chara, Flowey, Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton, Napstablook, Grillby, Muffet, and Monster Kid: Adrienne, Caderyn, Lowen, Moss, Griff, Valda, Dian, Ceol, Lalo, Ardere, Honoré, and Emery

The Visitor - Frisk: Vett

The Melody of the Universes - Asgore, Toriel, Asriel/Flowey, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Muffet, Grillby, Mettaton, Napstaton, Alphys, and Undyne: Caprice (likes to be called Reese), Aria, Piper/Pip, Caprice, Symphony, Brio, Sonata, Jazz, Chord, Rhapsody, Allegra, and Lyra

Old AU - Grillby, Muffet, Fuku Fire, Undyne, Alphys, Toriel, Asgore, Asriel/Flowey, Monster Kid, Frisk, Chara/Stuffy, Napstaton/Napstablook, and Mettaton: Flint, Sherbert, Stella, Oriel, Della, Tara, Theodoric, Asher/Grey, Marlowe, Angel (also goes by Gem), Haven/Lyric, Kai, and Apollo

The Pirates of Vividus - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Grillby, Muffet, Mettaton, and Napstablook: Rivule, Exos, Typhos, Crystal, Marble, Flair, Illume, Fye, Sonus, Dusk, Aeranas, and Terberis

Royal - Undyne, Alphys, Asgore, Toriel, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Grillby, Muffet, Mettaton, and Napstablook: Ocea, Intris, Fernis, Tera, Entros, Rane, Hayle, Lec, Tinder, Vapora, Theuros, and Noxis

The Wandering SOULs - Chara and Temmie: Sailor and Quest (Q)

The Duet of Medieval and Modern - Toriel, Asgore, Asriel, Chara, Frisk, Monster Kid, Alphys, Undyne, Mettaton, Napstablook, Grillby, and Muffet: Celastrina, Aglias, Clodius, Papillon, Frey, Ellis, Diana, Louise, Herod, Riff, Ignatius, and Dulcie

[undertale-museum]

Honorable mention

Reader mix

[last updated 15March24]

*The Museum declines to use content warnings

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a. So I think You've Got the Wrong Number

By WhatteauYouDoing

Reader, Gaster, Toriel, Sans

~Magi reader pulls Gaster from void~

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b. Don't Shoot The Albatross

By Gypsum Lilac (RyftWyrd) (29k)

Reader (enby), Edge

Mafiafell, 1950s

c. Burn Me Down

By Gypsum Lilac (RyftWyrd)

Edge, Reader

Fast food domestic, mental health

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d. Affirmative Action

by Historically Dragon

Sans, Papyrus, Undertale ensemble

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f. Between Time and Space

by Cross Blade Wing

Shadow reader, Sans, Papyrus, Undertale ensemble

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g. A Soul to Steal

By Rainbow Runner 01

Reader (Mage), Sans (Familiar)

Master/Slave

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[rhodophoria]

🌹 Expanded UTMV Tag List 🌹

Catch-all Undertale/Multiverse Tag

(Undertale)

sans | papyrus | toriel | asgore | undyne | alphys | flowey / asriel | frisk | chara | mettaton | napstablook | grillby | gaster

(UnderFell)

fell sans | fell papyrus

(UnderSwap)

swap sans | blueberry | swap papyrus

(SwapFell/FellSwap)

sf/fs sans | sf/fs papyrus

(HorrorTale)

horror sans | horror papyrus

(DreamTale)

nightmare | dream | shattered!dream | swap!dream | swap!nightmare | apple twins

(Multiverse)

bad sanses | star sanses killer | dust | dust!papyrus | cross | strike!cross error ink fresh geno | fatal!error echotale/gaster sans farmtale sans underlust sans outertale sans | outertale pap dance sans reaper sans mafiafell sans mythics (sirens, lamia, etc.) bitties babybones (baby skeles)

(Misc Related)

spookyflavor's sirentale comic golden palace cyoa underverse llamagines

[the-comfort-den]

Undertale(and aus) character masterpost

Notes: For bitties i will do any character from undertale/deltarune and not just the ones on this list :]

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Tale:

Sans,

Papyrus,

Gaster,

Grillby,

Asgore,

Toriel,

Nice cream guy - Gelato

Burger Pants - Burger

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Fell:

(Fell Sans)Red, 

(Fell Papyrus)Boss,

(Fell Gaster)Scholar,

(Fell Grillby)Potassium, 

(Fell Nice cream guy)Sherbet

(Fell Burger Pants)Croissant

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Swap:

(Swap Sans)Blue,

(Swap Papyrus)Honey,

(Swap Gaster)Bake,

(Swap Grillby)Carmine, 

(Swap Nice cream guy)Sherbet

(Swap Burger Pants)Roll

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SwapFell:

(SwapFell Sans)Nox,

(SwapFell Papyrus)Rus,

(SwapFell Gaster)Cook,

(SwapFell Grillby)Lithium, 

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FellSwap:

(FellSwap Sans)Wine,

(FellSwap Papyrus)Coffee,

(FellSwap Gaster)Tea,

(FellSwap Grillby)Strontium,

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Horror:

(Horrortale Sans)Oak,

(Horrortale Papyrus)Willow,

(Horrortale Gaster)Camphor,

(HorrorTale Grillby)Steam,

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HorrorFell:

(HorrorFell)Spruce,

(HorrorFell Papyurs)Redwood,

(HorrorFell Gaster)Banyan,

(HorrorFell Grillby)Smoke,

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HorrorSwap:

(HorrorSwap Sans)Birch,

(HorrorSwap Papyrus)Acacia,

(HorrorSwap Gaster)Baobab,

(HorrorSwap Grillby)Gas

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HorrorSwapFell:

(HorrorSwapFell Sans)Bristlecone,

(HorrorSwapFell Papyurs)Ginkgo,

(HorrorSwapFell Gaster)Suber,

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HorrorFellSwap:

(HorrorFellSwap Sans)Cinnamon,

(HorrorFellSwap Papyrus)Maple,

(HorrorFellSwap Gaster)Cypress,

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Echo/G!:

(Echotale Sans/G!Sans)Citrine,

(Echotale Papyrus/G!Paps)Beryl,

(EchoFell Sans/Fell!G!Sans)Charoite,

(EchoFell Papyrus/Swap!G!Paps)Malachite,

(EchoSwap Sans/Swap!G!Sans)Topaz,

(EchoSwap Papyrus/Swap!G!Paps)Chrys,

(EchoSwapFell Sans/SwapFell!G!Sans)Howlite,

(EchoSwapFell Papyrus/SwapFell!G!Paps)Calcite,

(EchoHorror Sans/Horror!G!Sans)Moonstone,

(EchoHorror Papyrus/Horror!G!Paps)Sunstone,

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Outer:

(Outertale Sans)Galaxy,

(Outertale Papyrus)Cosmos,

(Outertale Grillby)Nebula,

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OuterFell:

(OuterFell Sans)Comet,

(OuterFell Papyurs)Asteroid,

(OuterFell Grillby)Constellation,

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OuterSwap:

(OuterSwap Sans)Star,

(OuterSwap Papyrus)Sun,

(OuterSwap Grillby)Solar,

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OuterSwapFell:

(OuterSwapFell Sans)Moon,

(OuterSwapFell Papyrus)Planet,

(OuterSwapFell Grillby)Jupiter,

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OuterFellSwap:

(OuterFellSwap Sans)Cosmic,

(OuterFellSwap Papyrus)Meteor,

(OuterFellSwap Grillby)Sapce,

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Error:

(Errortale Sans)Error,

(Errortale Papyrus)Glitch,

(Blueberror)Berror,

(Fell!Blueberror(or Fell!Error)Ferror

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ErrorFell:

(ErrorFell Sans)Virus,

(ErrorFell Papyrus)Hitch,

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ErrorSwap:

(ErrorSwap Sans)Bug,

(ErrorSwap Papyurs)Mal(function),

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ErrorLust:

(ErrorLust Sans)Blip,

(ErrorLust Papyurs)Mishap,

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Ink:

(Inktale Sans)Ink,

(Inktale Papyrus)Paint,

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InkFell:

(InkFell Sans)Marker,

(InkFell Papyurs)Brush,

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InkSwap:

(InkSwap Sans)Crayon,

(InkSwap Papyrus)Pencil,  

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DreamTale:

(Dreamtale Dream)Dream,

(Dreamtale Nightmare)Nightmare,

(Dreamtale Shattered!Dream)Lucid,

(Dreamtale Shattered!Nightmare)Night terror,

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DreamBerry:

(dreamberry Dream)Bluebs,

(dreamberry nightmare)Strawbs,

(dreamberry shattered!dream)Rasps,

(dreamberry shattered!nightmare)Apps,

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DanceTale:

(Dancetale Sans)Pop,

(Dancetale Papyrus)Rhythm,

(Dancetale Gaster)Jazz,

(Dancetale Grillby)Salsa,

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DanceFell:

(Dancefell Sans)Waltz,

(Dancefell Papyrus)Tango,

(Dancefell Gaster)Tap,

(Dancefell Grillby)Twirl,

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DanceSwap:

(Danceswap Sans)Jump,

(Danceswap Papyrus)Jive,

(DanceSwap Gaster)Swing,

(Danceswap Grillby)Spin,

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MafiaTale:

(Mafiatale Sans)Snipe,

(Mafiatale Papyrus)Buck,

(MafiaTale Grillby)Arsenic,

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MafiaFell:

(Mafiafell Sans)Butch,

(Mafiafell Papyrus)Chief,

(MafiaFell Grillby)Epsom,

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MafiaSwap:

(Mafiaswap Sans)Ace,

(Mafiaswap Papyrus)Slim,

(MafiaSwap Grillby)Boric,

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LustTale:

(Underlust Sans)Charm,

(Underlust Papyrus)Sugar,

(UnderLust Grillby)Firecracker,

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LustFell:

(Lustfell Sans)Spice,

(Lustfell Papyurs)Pepper,

(LustFell Grillby)Firework,

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LustSwap:

(Lustswap Sans)Spark,

(Lustswap Papyrus)Salt,

(LustSwap Grillby)Firestarter,

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FarmTale:

(Farmtale Sans)Farmer,

(Farmtale Papyrus)Rancher,

(FarmTale Gaster)Farmhand,

(FarmTale Grillby)Lake,

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FarmFell:

(Farmfell Sans)Bull,

(Farmfell Papyrus) Rooster,

(FarmFell Gaster)Ram,

(FarmFell Grillby)River,

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FarmSwap:

(Farmswap Sans)Peach,

(Farmswap Papyrus)Carrot,

(FarmSwap Gaster)Pear,

(FarmSwap Grillby)Pond,

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FarmSwapFell:

(FarmSwapFell Sans)Plum,

(FarmSwapFell Papyrus)Grape,

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FarmFellSwap:

(FarmFellSwap Sans)Apple,

(FarmFellSwap Papyrus)Strawberry,

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FarmDream:

(FarmDream Dream)Banana,

(FarmDream Nightmare)Blackberry,

(FarmDream Shattered!Dream)Pomegranate,

(FarmDream Shattered!Nightmare)Elderberry,

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MafiaDream:

(MafiaDream Dream)Humble,

(MafiaDream Nightmare)Kind,

(MafiaDream Shattered!Dream)Pride,

(MafiaDream Shattered!Nightmare)Envy,

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Killer:

(Killer!Sans)Black,

(Killer!Fell!Sans)Crimson,

(Killer!Swap!Sans)Indigo,

(Killer!SwapFell!Sans)Violet,

(Killer!FellSwap Sans)Rust,

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Dust:

(Dusttale Sans)Dust,

(Dusttale Papyrus)Phantom,

(DustFell Sans)Ash,

(DustFell Papyrus)Poltergeist,

(DustSwap Sans)Soot,

(DustSwap Papyrus)Ghost,

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Fresh:

(Freshtale Sans)Fresh,

(Freshtale Papyrus)Swag,

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Geno:

(Geno!Sans)Geno(cide),

(Geno!Papyrus)Mur(der),

(Geno!Fell!Sans)Mas(sacre),

(Geno!Fell!Papyrus)Hom(icide),

(Geno!Swap!Sans)Heca(tomb),

(Geno!Swap!Papyrus)(Exter)Mina(tion),

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Reaper:

(Reapertale Sans)Reap,

(Reapertale Papyrus) Grim,

(Reverse!Reapertale Sans)Soul,

(Reverse!Reapertale)Fate,

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Eldritch(kinda my au):

(EldritchTale Sans) Batter,

(EldritchTale Papyrus)Bruise,

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EldritchFell(kinda my au):

(EldritchFell Sans(kinda my au))Bust,

(EldritchFell Papyrus)Break,

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EldritchSwap(kinda my au):

(EldritchSwap Sans)Crack,

(EldritchSwap Papyrus)Fracture,

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Raging Wars(My au!):

(Raging Wars Sans)Mulch,

(Raging Wars Papyrus)Timber,

(Raging Wars Gaster)Forest,

(Raging Wars Grillby)Sulfur,

(Raging Wars Asgore)Thorn,

(Raging Wars Toriel)Vine,

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Color:

(Color!Sans)Color,

(Color!Fell!Sans)Shade,

(Color!Swap!Sans)Tinge,

(Color!SwapFell!Sans)Tint,

(Color!FellSwap!Sans)Tone,

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Disbelief:

(Disbelief!Papyrus)Disbelief,

(Disbelief!Fell!Papyrus)Doubt,

(Disbelief!Swap!Papyrus)Distrust,

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X-Tale:

(X-Tale Sans)Cross,

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Beast:

(Beasttale Sans)Beast,

(Beasttale Papyurs)Fiend,

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BeastFell:

(BeastFell Sans)Varmint, (BeastFell Papyrus)Monster,

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BeastSwap:

(BeastSwap Sans)Critter,

(BeastSwap Papyurs)Mutt,

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OuterHorror:

(OuterHorror Sans)Andromeda,

(OuterHorror Papyrus)Maffei,

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Flowertale:

(Flowertale Sans)Daffodil,

(Flowertale Papyrus)Sunflower,

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FlowerFell:

(FlowerFell Sans)Buttercup,

(FlowerFell Papyrus)Dahlia

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FlowerSwap:

(FlowerSwap Sans)Yarrow,

(FlowerSwap Papyrus)Marigold,

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EldritchFellSwap:

(EldritchFellSwap Sans)Dagger,

(EldritchFellSwap Papyrus)Knife,

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EldritchSwapFell:

(EldritchSwapFell Sans)Axe,

(EldritchSwapFell Papyrus)Hatchet,

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FlowerLust:

(FlowerLust Sans)Lavender,

(FlowerLust Papyrus)Iris,

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Mythic aus(not mythical au varients lol):

BirdTale:

(BirdTale Sans)Dove,

(BirdTale Papyrus) Crow,

(BirdTale Gaster)Raven,

(BirdTale Grillby)Phoenix,

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BirdFell:

(BirdFell Sans)Sparrow,

(BirdFell Papyrus)Hawk,

(BirdFell Gaster)Eagle,

(BirdFell Griblly)Roc,

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BirdSwap:

(BirdSwap Sans)Bluebird,

(BirdSwap Papyrus)Yellowbird,

(BirdSwap Gaster)Swan,

(BirdSwap Grillby)Thunderbird,

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BirdSwapFell:

(BirdSwapFell Sans)Budgerigar,

(BirdSwapFell Papyrus)Lovebird,

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BirdFellSwap:

(BirdFellSwap Sans)Duck,

(BirdFellSwap Papyrus)Goose,

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HorrorBird:

(HorrorBird Sans)Cassowary,

(HorrorBird Papyrus)Secretary,

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HorrorBirdFell:

(HorrorBirdFell Sans)Emu,

(HorrorBirdFell Papyrus)Shoebill,

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HorrorBirdSwap:

(HorrorBirdSwap Sans)Kiwi,

(HorrorBirdSwap Papyrus)Ostrich,

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Lamias(you can change the type of snake if you want):

(UnderTale Sans)Laze,

(UnderTale Papyrus)Slinky,

(UnderFell Sans)Viper,

(UnderFell Papyrus)Cobra,

(UnderSwap Sans)Racer,

(UnderSwap Papyrus)Napper,

(SwapFell Sans)Adder,

(SwapFell Papyrus)Python,

(FellSwap Sans)Copper,

(FellSwap Papyrus)Boa,

(HorrorTale Sans)Venom,

(HorrorTale Papyrus)Poison,

(DreamTale Dream)Sunrise,

(DreamTale Nightmare)Sunset,

(DreamTale Shattered!Dream)Eclipse,

(DreamTale Shattered!Nightmare)Midnight,

(Killer!Sans)Drips,

(DustTale Sans)Dusk,

(DustTale Papyrus)Dawn,

(Cross/Xtale Sans)Blank,

(ErrorTale Sans)Regal,

(InkTale Sans)Rainbow,

(FreshTale Sans)Neon,

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Mers(you can change the type of fish/mer if you want):

(UnderTale Sans)Sea,

(UnderTale Papyrus)Ocean,

(UnderFell Sans)Wave,

(UnderFell Papyrus)Typhoon,

(UnderSwap Sans)Pond,

(UnderSwap Papyrus)Lake,

(SwapFell Sans)Shark,

(SwapFell Papyrus)Eel,

(FellSwap Sans)Lemon,

(FellSwap Papyrus)Black tip,

(HorrorTale Sans)Great White,

(HorrorTale Papyrus)Megalodon,

(DreamTale Dream)Goldy,

(DreamTale Nightmare)Moony,

(DreamTale Shattered!Dream)Leach,

(DreamTale Shattered!Nightmare)Parasite,

(Killer!Sans)Thrasher,

(DustTale Sans)Sand,

(DustTale Papyrus)Gravel,

(Cross/Xtale Sans)Glass,

(ErrorTale Sans)Jaws,

(InkTale Sans)Bubbles,

(FreshTale Sans)Lights,

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Moths:

(UnderTale Sans)Blueshade,

(UnderTale Papyrus)Orangeshade,

(UnderFell Sans)Redshade,

(UnderFell Papyrus)Crimsonshade,

(UnderSwap Sans)Fluff,

(UnderSwap Papyrus)Floof,

(SwapFell Sans)Violatshade,

(SwapFell Papyrus)Plumshade,

(FellSwap Sans)Tigershade,

(FellSwap Papyrus)Foxshade,

(HorrorTale Sans)Dustshade,

(HorrorTale Papyrus)Carrionshade,

(DreamTale Dream)Lamp,

(DreamTale Nightmare)Shade,

(DreamTale Shattered!Dream)Zap,

(DreamTale Shattered!Nightmare)Zat,

(Killer!Sans)Nightshade,

(DustTale Sans)Dusty,

(DustTale Papyrus)Eepy,

(Cross/Xtale Sans)Prism,

(ErrorTale Sans)Zig,

(InkTale Sans)Zag,

(FreshTale Sans)Beam,

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Fankids:

Note! Remix is @gaysertail 's oc! shes kinda like dream/nightmare when shes sans like but not a sans, I don't write for Remix but I write for any kinds on this list!!

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Danceswap Sans x Shattered!Nightmare fanchild: Rythem

Male, likes hiphop dance like his dad but also has an interest in reading like his other dad, he can be a little bossy but he's a fantastic dance coach and can have you learning at least a few simple hiphop moves by the end of the week!

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Farmfell paps x Undertale Sans fanchild: Rancher

He's pretty laid back but does his work when he needs to, he normally watches over things like chickens though and has a relatively strict schedule for them, and pavloved them to come up for food when he rings a bell!

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Remix x Nightmare Fanchild: Mashup

Like his mama he's pretty quiet, and like his dad she's pretty goopy! though he's sassy af and has a slight god complex, so if he doesnt like you he will see you as beneath her, but if they like you they see you as their equal! He uses he/she pronouns and Mashup bitties tend to be bi, pan, omni, or something like that, rarely caring about gender when it comes to a partner! she likes to make music in his spare time and loves to make playlists for anyone she cares about!

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Remix x Napstaton Fanchild: K pop

She's all about k pop and being cute! She usually has a more Lolita or Harajuku style or styles similar to those, and likes to dress is pastel blues, pinks, and purples, or just pastel colors in general, shes in a k pop group and she loves to make music with her mom! And she's usually the one convincing her group to do so, since they do a lot of choreography their music videos are something to see!

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Remix x Black(Killer) Fanchild: Metalhead

Metalhead bitties, like their name sake, LOVE metal! And despite the fact their dad is Black, he's a total sweetheart and loves to make music! He goes by He/They pronouns and doesnt care about gender, usually being pan or omni, and they're poly! though they'll also have multiple queer platonic partners as well as romantic/sexual partners! Though they arent much of a fan of friends with benefits, but dont care if others are, as long as everyone in the relationship/s are happy they dont mind!

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Remix x Jump(DanceSwap Sans) Fanchild: Electroswing

Like their dad they like sing, but they also love to put a twist on it with electroswing! It's not the 20s anymore after all lol hand him a music program and a mic and he'll make some funky music to jive to! They go by He/they pronouns and dosent care about gender when it comes to partners, as long as they love each other they couldnt care less!

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Remix x Charm(Lust) Fanchild: Romcom

Unlike most of their siblings, Romcom wants to be an actor! She loves romcoms and picked up acting from her dad(in my version of underlust Charm is a pornstar actor, but he picked up other roles outside of pornos after getting out of the underground!(in his underground there wasnt much else he could do lol)) and got hooked on it, and romcoms since Charm also liked to watch them(and would star in a few), so of course she'd wanna be like her dad! though she also loves getting the chance to sing! her voice is so pretty and she can belt for days!

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Remix x Error Fanchild: Dubstep

They are a bit of a loner and prefer to be by themselves or with one or two close friends(which they often end up falling for due to them being very demi), and dont like being completely by themselves all the time, but can usually do fine by being online, since they are untrusting but also very clinging and athazagoraphobic and monophobic, making it hard for them to be alone despite the fact being around others is stressful, overstimulating, and draining for them most of the time, they love to make dubstep music as they find it a lot easier due to the fact they dont have to use words and they can use the music to help keep them from being under or overstimulated!

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Remix x Strawbs(Dreamberry Nightmare) Fanchild: Bluegrass

He somehow picked up a very southern accent(probably because his uncle Farmer helped raise him when Strawbs and Remix were busy or on a date lol) and loves bluegrass music! He picked up playing the guitar from Rancher and loves to strum along to a bluegrass tune and even make his own songs to post online! He's a total sweetheart and helps take care of the farm dogs and barn cats so Bluegrass bitties loves cats and dogs and pretty much any pet lol,

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Remix x Bluebs(Dreamberry Dream) Fanchild: Country

He also picked up a thick southern accent like his cousin Bluegrass! since Rancher would ususally watch him when Remix and Bluebs were busy(lol, he's a good uncle(and kinda second dad since Rancher and Bleubs are dating lol)), so he has two dads! and he likes it, it means theres more likely to be someone around when one of his parents are busy!(mostly Remix with her being an aspiring idol lol), he's a few years younger than his cousin Bluegrass but he ended up taller! Bluebs thinks its because Rancher helped out with giving him magic when he was younger/needed it(which does make him his bio dad with how young he was lol, the dna test would be confusing for any human lmao), he would help pick fruit with his dads and liked trying to help his mom with some instruments, but he prefers playing, singing, and listening to country music!

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Remix x Ace(MafiaSwap Sans) Fanchild: Jazz

He took after his dad an became a mafia boss! He so has a crush on his rival mafia boss(King, a wolf monster) but refuses it outright, he's his rival! he doesnt care about gender lol, but you dont really want to date your rival- especially not in the mafia biz! And his rival is the son of his dad's rival so its a whole situation lol(though Ace wouldnt be upset if they dated, maybe it'd stop the terf wars between them!), like his dad he's optimistic(though he has a lot more anxiety than his more carefree dad), he loves jazz music and ususally has it playing in his office on a record player, sometimes he and Classical will swap records since their dads do buisness!

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[undertale-writing-times]

Flare, Devil, Radiant, Darling

[Prompt: you gift the lovely lady something]

[Flare: a cake, it tastes delicious and is warm. It's colors and decorations are second to none and it lasts a week even with getting big slices.

[Devil: A book of handwritten poetry. Quite elegant hand writing. It speaks of soft things and of hard things. Always weaving a story of loyalty to one's allies, lover, and friends.

[Radiant: A picture album of different flowers, colorful gems, and the castle from afar. The pictures are pristine and the book itself has pink gold and fluorite on the edges.

[Darling: A homemade recipe for red strawberry bread. It is sweet and fairly simple. Very pretty to put in any sort of pan.

thank you for asking for these ^^

Flare: She would look at the cake, her mind rushing with different thoughts then she lets out a soft sound and slow tears would roll down her cheeks mixing with her fur. She isn't sure why she's crying, but she couldn't stop it no matter how hard she tried to. It's… strange. She's confused.

Devil: She would read the poetry, finding a few of them pretty amusing. Though… some do make her a little upset. It's a strange thought. She keeps it hidden under her bed.

Radient: Radient would look over all the pictures, tracing her fingers over them then lift her head, hugging the book against her chest. She is confused where it came from but… she likes it. She will be putting it into her room most likely.

Darling: Honestly? She might see this as a threat to her baking powers haha.

[twentydaysofdrabbles]

The Concierge Goes Tracking - Extraction (Part 19)

It starts with a soft ping and a vibration of the phone in your inner pocket. 

It ends with a sharp pop, the crackle of breaking glass, and the muted thud of a bullet striking the lamp just behind Toriel’s head.

On instinct, you throw yourself on the ground behind the cover the wall just beside the curtained window provides, pressing your back to the stone with a soft huff of breath. The former Queen, similarly, had hit the floor, crawling over to you and making herself as small as she can. 

“They’ve found me,” she hisses to you, her eyes examining the small hole in the curtain, the destroyed lamp that would have been her head if she had leaned an inch back. “Did you lead them to me?” Though she tries not to be accusatory, you can see it on her face.

You shake your head, fishing out the phone from your pocket. “No,” you say quietly as you look at the screen. “They led me to you.” 

Among the notifications on the lock screen, one stands out to you. 

Open contract Toriel Dreemurr 1 million dollars

That’s a decent sum of money. Without saying a word, you open the message and show it to her. Someone wants her dead.

Blanching under her fur, Toriel reaches out to your phone but stops short of touching it. “A-Asgore?” she whispers, mostly to herself, but partly a question to you. 

You have to think about it, but you had heard nothing of the Monster Family gaining access to Administration just yet - their number was highly guarded. Again, you shake your head. “I am pleased to say that is unlikely.”

That seems to cheer the goat monster up. She exhales heavily, seems to rally. Parts of her that were once the Queen of Monsters bubble to the surface and she looks at you with fire in her eyes. “How are we getting out of here?”

You think. Consider your environment. The number of men and women dotting the streets. The sniper. Your gear. The former Queen. 

“It is unfortunate, Miss Toriel, but it appears we will have to greet your visitors.”  The phone is returned to your inner pocket, buttoned shut to stop it from slipping out. Your hands, now free, start to flex and stretch, warming them up in a series of exercises meant to loosen up the stiff muscles. The built up scar tissue prevents fine movements or big ones, but you know this is enough to pull a trigger. One does not aim with their hands alone, after all. 

Toriel sees your motions, meets your dead gaze, and nods resolutely. “I don’t own any firearms, but I can defend myself,” she offers, reaching down to hike her skirt up to unzip the side. Enough for her to move freely. 

You nod. “Twenty outside, one sniper on the opposite residential building. I have arranged to have the valet meet us two streets over at a designated pickup point, if that is satisfactory, Miss Toriel?” 

Footsteps outside the apartment. The former Queen doesn’t hesitate before nodding. “That suits me just fine, Concierge.” And moves to where she has cover from both the window and the front door.

You, on the other hand, creep closer to the door. Unbuttoning your coat so that it hangs freely, you crouch, gloved hands closing around the grip of a concealed gun, pulling it from its holster at your back. You pull back the slide to chamber a round. Without packing a whole armory and with only a conservative amount of rounds and magazines, you must be careful not to run out of ammunition. But with how this will go, you might not need them all.

Soft footsteps file up to the door. Counting them, it sounds like four. One woman, three men. This will be tricky. You look at Toriel, your eyes beginning to spark to life. 

She stares back at you, her hands curled into fists. “Ready.”

As though that were the starting pistol, the door bursts open. 

One step, two, and a body comes into sight. Male, tall, jeans and boots, warm jacket, scarf, glock pistol, his finger on the trigger. Ready to kill.

As it happens, so are you. A white gloved hand flashes out, folding your fingers over the slide, his hand, pinning it all in place. A pull, a rotation of your body, and the man is summarily thrown over your shoulder to land harshly on the floor. The gun, too, is wrenched out of his hand and thrown towards the former Queen. A silent offer of a weapon.

It is like a dance to you. Familiar, a well-rehearsed choreograph. Except your dance partners are entirely unwilling.

Your knee lands on his chest, weight fully on him. Pinning him. Your gun is pressed between his eyes, your finger on the trigger. 

Time dilates then. You can see the former Queen lunge for the gun, her large hands swallowing the firearm. You can see the man’s associates charging in, their guns primed, aimed at you. They slow, needing to adjust to the low light in the apartment. That is enough time for you.

The recoil as you pull the trigger injects a shot of adrenaline through your veins. The sound of bones and brains and soft tissue giving way to the bullet, cracking open like an egg. It echoes in your ears, your bones, and you feel...you feel...

Alive.

Blood pools on the ground under you but you waste no time. The gun changes hands, from right to left. Reaching under your arm, you blindly fire three shots. Enough to stagger. Enough to gain room.

Through the ringing in your ears from the loud gunfire, you hear swearing, the stumbling of feet. Blood fills your nose. You hit one. 

Dead eyes warm, a predator waking from its den, uncurling and reaching out for its prey. You turn. Lunge. Take the legs of one, toppling him to the ground. Train your gun on another. Your hand wraps around the back of his knee, the pressure of your grip causing the hidden blade over your wrist to flash out. As it locks into position, you drive it into his knee. 

There is a brief resistance - muscle and sinew - but it gives way with a slick squelch, a loud scream, and you know you have hit your mark. Pull sideways, rip out his ligament. He’s going to have trouble walking - if he even walks away.

Several shots ring out in tandem as you rip your blade out.

Two from you. The only woman among Toriel’s visitors stumbles back, a hand on her side to staunch the bleeding bullet wound. 

One from Toriel, silencing the man under you.

One from the woman, missing you by a hair and lodging into the wall behind you.

Two from the last man, hitting you right in the chest.

“Concierge!” Toriel cries out as you are thrown off balance from the attack, landing on your back against the wall. 

You, however, make not a single sound. Not a wince. Not a whimper. No, you don’t even feel the pain from the impact. The thundering in your ears, the cool calm flooding your mind, they centre you. Keep your hands steady as you raise your gun to fire. 

Your hands are warm now. It’s time to have fun. Breathe in...

Breathe out...

Two to the chest. One down.

Two to the chest, one to the head. Another down. 

Breathe in.

They both fall to the ground with a clatter and a thump. The soft sounds of empty shells clattering and rolling around are the only ones to reach your ears through the slight ringing. 

It is all over as quickly as it had begun. 

Rolling to your feet as quickly as you can into a low crouch, you inspect the front of your coat with a hand, the other still closed around your gun. The lack of fire spilling into your chest or holes in your shirt reveal that none of those fired bullets had penetrated the protective layer of your coat. Good. 

Flattened bullets fall out of your coat, plinking onto the floor like tiny bells. 

“Stars above.” You hear Toriel breathe out behind you. 

Risking a look back at her, you find her staring at you with wide eyes, her hands still around the appropriated gun. “How do you fare, Miss Toriel?” You’re fairly certain they weren’t aiming for her, but best to make sure.

“Quite alright,” she says through a shaky breath. “I thought you’d--”

Been shot? You had. It just didn’t injure you. 

“I have an exceptional tailor, Miss Toriel,” you say politely, the fire in your eyes already dying down into embers. “Are you ready to depart?” Your tone is level, professional. As if you hadn’t just taken the lives of four assassins out for the former Queen’s blood. You retract the blade back into your wrist holster.

As befitting her former station, Toriel nods. “Yes.”

A cursory check of your ammunition reveals you have 10 rounds left in this magazine, one more already chambered. With another spare magazine with its 22 rounds tucked into your holster, you should have enough to see both you and the former Queen to safety. 

You frisk the bodies for magazines and toss them to Toriel, waving her away when she tries to offer you some. “You may need them more than I,” you explain. Her magic would be a beacon, a massive flag. It would attract more attention than you need. 

As expected, she understands immediately. 

Plus, that exertion has already made your hands ache. You’ll need a bit more time before you can rapid-fire like that again. 

Luckily, you don’t have to press your luck. Despite how Toriel is a massive white-furred goat monster and you a darkly clad figure nearly half her size, you both manage to sneak out the residential complex through the back staircase. You track the sniper’s position in your head as you lead her from cover to cover; the sniper might have moved, but not to another position within the short time available to them.

The only obstacle you face are two heavy-set men who look like they belong in the gym lifting weights. One of which is quickly removed by the former Queen socking him in the face with a powerful right hook that makes even you wince. You’d be surprised if the man’s neck hadn’t been snapped in that move.

You had taken the other with a sharp inhale. No guns, it would give you away. You tuck the gun into its holster in the small of your back. Hands and feet and blade, then. The man is powerfully built, thick with muscle, it would feel like you were hitting concrete. Good thing you’ve broken concrete before. 

After your injury, you had to compensate with your legs. And so you had to get good at kicks. Really good with kicks. Good enough to crack stone.

The man reaches out for you, his hand wide. Leaving himself wide open for you. You’ve trained for this. Time and repetition. Duck, forearm on floor, push off right leg, left knee on ground. Aim for the knee. 

The crack of the man’s knee shattering under the force of your kick is nearly silent under the sound of his muffled yell. He falls, like a redwood tree collapsing to the forest floor, and you flick out both blades from their sheaths on the top of your wrists. Driving them knuckle deep into his eyes. 

His pained scream, his dying gasps, echo in your mind as you pull your blades free with a wet squelch. How sweet those sounds, you think, revelling in the warm, wet blood staining your gloves, dripping down your wrist as you retract your blades back into their sheaths. 

Toriel is already trotting ahead by the time you push the corpse to the side to stride forth. Her height allows her to check over fences and bushes for any more visitors. It seems that your little tousle hadn’t drawn the attention of any more. Good. While you enjoy the rush of the fight, it’s not your priority at this time. You have not been let off your leash, after all.

“How much further?” she asks quietly, eyes roving. 

You gesture to a classy black town car just down the street, its lights dark, a shadow seated in the driver’s seat. The figure waves at you. You have to squint for a moment to discern their face. Yes, it’s your valet.

It doesn’t take long to hurry down the street - the shadows are long for the time of day, and it covers you well. You open the door for the former Queen and gesture her in. She nods and slides in at your behest, leaving you to take the front passenger seat. 

When at last the car starts quietly and pulls away, Toriel finally breathes a sigh of relief. “Phew, that was...” then she starts giggling to herself. “Stars, we could have dusted...”

Could have. Did not.

You only smile, clicking your seatbelt into place and taking your blood-soaked gloves off, only to take a clean pair from your pocket and slide them on. You’re always prepared. The crimson-stained gloves are turned inside out to preserve your coat pocket as best you can, disappearing into the depths of your coat as your phone is pulled from the inner pocket. 

A single text is all you need to inform the Manager of your coming, and then another to tell the kitchen to prepare another setting for tea time. 

When at last all is done, you lean back against your headrest and listen to the former Queen mutter to herself and shake where she sits. Stars, what a long day. 

And you’re not even close to being done.

[donexmiras]

what are your personal thoughts on mafiafell

Design wise I really dig the looks, sans is definitely a big fav there though I like papyrus just as equally, skeletons in suits man - though I'm pretty sure I've seen art of Toriel too and I am certainly looking 👀

As for the au itself, something about it just hits home and I like it, I feel that way about any of the Mafia aus really, though I can't really say much on it as I don't really know a lot, though maybe I'll draw some mafiafell sans anyway..

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

what makes the boys absolutely smitten/melt?

Undertale Sans - Papyrus being happy and his friends being happy. He doesn't need much more.

Undertale Papyrus - Cute little toddlers waving at him. It kills him every time.

Underswap Sans - The neighbors calling him a hero because he brought their groceries home on his way back from work.

Underswap Papyrus - His service dogs just looking at him with hearts in the eyes. He loves his dogs more than humans sometimes.

Underfell Sans - When his S/O gives him sad puppy eyes when he says no to do something with them. He's so damn weak.

Underfell Papyrus - Doomfanger always sleeping on his desk when he's working because that's the only place she feels safe.

Horrortale Sans - Seeing Willow, Grillby and Toriel smile again for real.

Horrortale Papyrus - When the little grandmas he comes visit every week say he's cute and a brave boy, and that they're so glad he's in their lives.

Horrorswap Sans - When his brother brings him breakfast in bed because he knows when his missing leg is hurting.

Horrorswap Papyrus - Anyone signing "I love you" to him, really. He's desperate for affection at this point.

Horrorfell Sans - Kids coming to him so he can defend them from school bullies. He feels so important when they're doing this.

Horrorfell Papyrus - Doomfanger still coming to see him every morning in his bed despite how bad her osteoarthritis is hurting her. He can't lose his cat, he would never get over it.

Swapfell Sans - When his S/O makes him coffee before going to work because they know he's cranky in the morning.

Swapfell Papyrus - Free chicken mcnuggets coupon in magazines. What?

Fellswap Gold Sans - Alphys screams of rage when he absolutely destroys her for the fifth time in a row.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - When anyone buy him a gift, bonus point if it's art supplies.

Outertale Sans - People saying they learned a lot of things about space thanks to him.

Outertale Papyrus - When the kids he's taking care of as a nanny are finally napping after 3 hours of struggle lol.

Dancetale Sans - People bringing him his favorite flowers, because they're really hard to find so he knows you care.

Dancetale Papyrus - Little kids running to him at a dance party to have him as a dance partner.

Dancefell Sans - A nice sunset without his brother screaming or taking pictures behind.

Dancefell Papyrus - When people copy his dance moves on TikTok because it inspired them.

Farmtale Sans - Helping a mama animal to give birth and naming the babies.

Farmtale Papyrus - When his S/O buries him under a mountain of plushies so he feels safer when they have to leave for work.

Mafiatale Sans - When his magic tricks are finally working on someone and they say it's actually good when it's really shit.

Mafiatale Papyrus - When his boss says he's the best element of the team and that he's glad he's here because nothing would be done without him.

Mafiafell Sans - Sleeping surrounded by his 20 American staff and rottweilers.

Mafiafell Papyrus - When Asgore affectuously calls him his son.

Ink - Error saying he will behead him if he keeps annoying him more.

Error - Chocolate. Lots of chocolate.

Disbelief Papyrus - When Asgore hugs him in his sleep, finally calm and relieved of all stress.

Dustale Sans - Killer scratching him in the right spot.

Killer Sans - Seeing Dune have zoomies around the house like a crazy husky but actually he's a skeleton.