#Obsessive!sans and Frisk

[sofiathehooman]

A collab with the great @artale07 🥀

I had a lot of fun✨

Obsessive!Sans and Frisk belongs to @artale07

Written in blood Sans and Frisk belong to me

Hope you enjoy ^^

[strawberrylind]

alphysposting because i truly love her n she doesn’t get enough attentions

[ram-to-the-ham]

Sooooo you guys should totally go read

By @papiliovolens because it is one of the best undertale fics I have read in a long time. It’s got all you could ever want! Multiverse shenanigans, Classic getting his ass kicked, multiverse drama, classic being a dumbass, and more!!!

[artale07]

i miss them too :"

i was gonna make an artwork of them anyway :D

there ya have it, thanks for the requests! oh, and i try new style too

i try ;-;)

welp, buhbyee

[the-writing-mobster]

| T M D G | Me and the Devil Edit | SK! Sans x Final! Frisk | 💙 🔪 💔 |

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[thenamesapollo]

human designs for my token skeletons + baby sheep frisk o⁠(⁠(⁠*⁠^⁠▽⁠^⁠*⁠)⁠)⁠o

[emberz7]

♥️[get possessed]

[someverygaymoth]

DFT!AU

Just so you're aware, sansby is cannon to DFT!AU.

They're so silly guys. Anyways have this in depth relationship analysis ↓↓

Their relationship is mostly Grillby being warm, Sans trying and failing to be outwardly romantic without being "ironic" about it or making it into a joke, and the two of them having food together.

Sans is such a copout on like verbal affection or honest, real affection. Anything he can pass off as platonic while still knowing, cherishing, and feeling the real meaning behind it, is the perfect kind of affection.

Mutually contributed romantic gestures include: making each-other food, eating said food together, cuddling, laying together, Sans hanging around while Grillby cooks and handing him spices and ingredients just for an excuse to hang around him.

Hijinks include: flirting with Grillby in the most jokey way possible and almost dusting when Grilbs fires back something sincere and meaningful, Sans trying to be genuinely romantic back but it turns into him just rambling about something quantum physics type philosophical and Grillby occasionally interjecting with something utterly profound or nonsensical. Most of it is Sans struggling to admit what he wants, no jokes, no safety net(excuse his 1HP ass for wanting a safety net), and Grillby not exactly being able to rely on words to explain to Sans that it's okay if he wants to take the slow and steady route, and both of them torturing themselves over the communication struggle. Also Grillby loves him so much but Sans loves his naps and cuddling and Grillby loves walking around and doing productive things and it's hard for him to settle down and just cuddle sometimes, mostly during the day.

Sans affection: quality time, jokes, thoughtful gift giving (Grillby doesn't talk a lot, but Sans keeps an eye out for what catches his attention and anything he might mention)

Grillby affection: touch, food, words of affirmation. (Sans backs away from genuine complements and affirmation so hard, and it's hard for him to get the ideas across with how difficult talking is, but god damnit he wants to romance this idiot so bad)

[askirissans]

I MADE AN OFFICIAL POSTER :D

It’s so silly isn’t it

(If I haven’t answered your ask yet, it’s because I was working on this)

[cjhern1109]

Why do you ship Sans x Frisk? As a person who ships them myself, what do you see in them, like about them? Personality traits, situations, tropes etc, anything that comes to mind, what makes you enjoy them and continue to breathe life to them?

So sorry for the long wait, but I had to put a lot of thought into it. Here’s my response:

I was late to the Undertale game actually. Maybe a year later after Toby Fox released the game, not sure. Still, I remember how much my YouTube Page was filled with Undertale content. But I still had little interest cuz I was scared of Sans, mistaking him as a ghost whenever I saw his battle sprite on YouTube Thumbnails. (ya girl was fr scared of ghosts as kid 💀)

But eventually, the YouTube overlords won me over and stumbled on a Soriel comic compilation. It was then I found myself watching another Undertale comic that was more frans centric and BOOM, love at first sight. Literally.

So you can say it was beautiful and wholesome fan art of early Frans shippers that I stayed around since.

And there are so many layers as to why I love Frans so much. One reason being how I love the mystery behind both Sans and Frisk’s backstories and how one can experiment their dynamic within the game. And with the introduction of AUs, more exploration of other dynamics.

It was also this reason that allowed me create Frans AUs (mostly in my head) to understand the world and ideas better when I couldn’t in myself, in particular of the romantic type. To put it simply, Frans had grew to become my source of comfort and creativity.

So when I eventually left the community, questioning my maturity and the “morality” of Frans, I inadvertently found myself struggling with my identity. This was only made worse during the pandemic and all the hell that came with it, along with the sh*t I used to consume in the media.

Eventually, I did get help. Allowing myself to open up once again. Becoming more present with my loved ones so they can understand me better rather than drown deeper in meaningless escapes. However it was still a difficult road, ups and downs, trial and error as they say.

But I felt like I was becoming myself again and found the will to get back to my hobbies as I looked at old fandoms that I enjoyed as a kid. It was around then that I had a deep desire to check up on Frans, to walk down old memories.

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It was then that I cried…

I was home again.

- CJ the Opossum 💜

[maibeenot]

Undertale doodles from last year that i never posted

My frisk and chara designs don't look like this anymore but eh

[reigens-flat-ass]

this mod is so fucking funny please please PLEASE try it if you have undertale

https://gamebanana.com/mods/432819

[bagelthatwrites]

Somewhere Sunrise (Begins Another Day)

Chapter 2 - Snowed In in... Not Snowdin.

Fandoms: Undertale, Inside Job

(AO3 Link Coming Soon!)

NOTES: thank you to @maddestmewmew and @hoodie-prince-kid for beta-reading this chapter! hoo boy. this one took some elbow grease... considering i haven't written the undertale characters in a while. they're fun to write, but matching their energy is... hard. nonetheless, hope you enjoy!

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Snowdin didn't have half as bad storms as this one, Papyrus had noted.

The windows had been partially spared from the wrath of the winter wonderland-esque storm, allowing him and Frisk to sit and observe on the cold winter evening, peering curiously through the window.

The snow and hail had made a blindingly white blanket across the front of the house and sprinkled the trees at the edge of the wood, creating a familiar atmosphere much like his underground home.

His brother, sans, was napping (again) so he didn't join the two in the living area, instead bunking away in his small bedroom, which they both had noted resembled the one back in Mt. Ebbot to a tee, even the infamous trash tornado sitting precisely in the exact same corner.

The tall skeleton filled his head with thoughts and monologues about the winterti-

…What's that…? Near the edge of the wood, just a few steps into the yard…?

He squinted… as a form appeared in the wind…, falling over into the snow…

And coloring it red.

He leaned more into the window to try and make out a silhouette, but of course the snowy atmosphere made it difficult to see, but he could make out a few details… checking his mental list…

A human?

"FRISK. IS IT NORMAL FOR HUMANS TO BLEED EXCESSIVELY?"

Frisk tilted their head, raising an eyebrow.

Papyrus pointed out the window to let the small human make their assessment.

•○●~~~●○•

"MOOOOOM, THERE'S A DEAD OLD LADY NEAR OUR FRONT YARD!" 

Frisk took off upstairs in a flash, sliding across the wooden floors like they were roller skating, except in their socks.

They narrowly dodged their dunkle sans down the second floor hallway, lost in the rush of getting to the goat woman!

"MOOOM!" They yelled once again!

…Toriel exited her bedroom and took her reading glasses off, cleaning them on the fabric of her collared shirt. "Frisk, my child, what's- oh!" They slid across the floor and crashed into her, the adrenaline gone now.

The 11 year old plopped down on the floor with an oomph.

"There's someone in the front yard!"

"What!?"

They jumped up and grabbed her paw to drag her downstairs.

"I'm not really sure that they're dead, but they looked pretty dead."

"Oh- oh, I see, I see…" She attempted to catch up to them.

"QUEEN TORIEL-" 

"Just Toriel-" 

"-THERE SEEMS TO BE A SITUATION! IN THE YARD!"

"I heard, Papyrus-"

"Look!" The tiny human pointed out the window.

"Frisk, there's too much snow to see-... OH DEAR ANGEL."

They were right. But…

It would be inhumane to just… leave someone out there like that.

…Hm.

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Toriel closed the door shut with her hind paw. "Frisk, grab the first aid kit."

"Mom, is that-"

"They're not dead, just unconscious." 

In her arms, she held a human woman, who had a very noticeable gash on the side of her head. 

"OH DEAR… I WILL GRAB SOME… BLANKETS FOR OUR GUEST! SURELY WITH MY ASSISTANCE, THEY'LL STAY WARM! …COME ALONG, HUMAN FRISK!" Papyrus scooped up the child and rushed off with a nyeh heh!.

Toriel returned her attention to the unfamiliar person and eyes the gash. "How could someone have…"

…Hm.

How does someone just… appear, in a storm? Did she come from the woods near the mountain?? Do humans even live near the mountain???

...

The scenario brought up too many questions to handle.

Toriel set her down on the couch, causing her to stir just a bit…

"WE RETURN FROM OUR ENDEAVORS!" Papyrus announces, letting the blankets tumble onto the couch with a loud flomp!. "VIOLA."

"Oh! Thank you Papyrus."

Frisk pulled out the first aid kit, letting their mother get to work patching up the gash.

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The house felt uneasy that night.

Toriel shifted on her spot on the couch, looking up from her book at the newest addition to the house.

The human still hadn’t woken up.

"...It's getting quite late, is it not? We should all be getting some rest." 

"But what about-"

"I'll stay here in the living room tonight." She assured Frisk. “Off to bed, my child."

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Let’s hope the blizzard calms down soon for our characters.

What? The new human…? You want to know if the human wakes up NOW?

We’ll see. We’ll see.

After all, if she didn’t…

…we wouldn’t have a story, now would we?

[sansheritageposts]

sans heritage post

so i like, heavily regret making this,

[artale07]

Yes. Them.

Cells at work cosplay featuring obsessive!Sans and Frisk

Making this because i missed Halloween and fransmothly :"""

Ah yes, my Kofi

And commission page

[the-writing-mobster]

| The Most Dangerous Game | Serial Killer AU | 🔪 |

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