#Wink muffet

[emeraldhazeidentity]

Wink Muffet Masterpost

Does anyone remember my Muffet Bitty, Wink?

I love her, but I never really wanted to use her as a Bitty. So, I've decided to redesign her into an OC, specifically an Outcode.

Special shout out to @kiok0r0, whose non-Sans Outcodes inspired me

Please meet the new and improved Periwinkle, a.k.a. Wink.

She's a tailor/seamstress for the Multiverse. As long as you've got the gold, she'll make you whatever clothes you desire. All of her fabrics are made from the finest, strongest spider silk, so they're pricey, but very high quality.

🕷️Full reference picture

🕷️About Wink

🕷️Older (now child) design

🕷️Wink expressions practice

[zuzuelectricbugaloo]

Crepic: Letters

Word count: 3, 647

Content Warnings: Brief mentions of blood and vomiting. Epic’s Eye surgery is alluded to but not described in detail.

Chapter Two: Dear Friend,

It was a hot summer day. The golden sun blazing in a cloudless sapphire sky while the air blistered and rolled with heat like waves. The perfect day for a visit to the park. The flowers were in bloom, gentle lilacs swaying in the breeze, a tiny visitor of yellow and black buzzing about occasionally, humming and nuzzling into a flower before darting off to the next in search of the sacred ambrosial nectar.

Much like the honeybees, the two skeletons and their human companion sought a saccharine treat to ease the heat they found themselves in.

Thanking the vendor, Sans hurried back to Frisk and Papyrus, where his brother and best friend perched atop the wooden bench. They’d have to eat their Nice Cream quickly if they didn’t want their sweet treats to melt and trickle down their hands, and then fall to the floor as a snack for the ants instead.

Alas, Sans cried out in dismay as he sat on Frisk’s unoccupied side and a generous clump of the human’s Nice Cream fell onto the concrete. Melting into a forlorn puddle that reflected all three of their disheartened expressions as it sizzled. Sizzled.

If only the King and Queen owned a pool rather than a hot spring…

“There There, Frisk!” Papyrus pat him on the back while Sans offered to share his own ice cream. Frisk shook his head. “We Can Go Get More If You’d Like—”

“—I’m fine,” he interrupted. He brushed a few dark, sweaty strands of hair out of his face. “Thanks, Papyrus.”

Poor Frisk, hot and miserable in the sweltering heat. Of course he and Papyrus were just as perceptive to temperature, but as magical skeletons they were more resistant to any harmful effects of any fluctuations. Unlike their human charge, who was visibly struggling with his flushed cheeks and sweat-drenched clothes.

“Why don’t we head back to the house?” Sans suggested. “Dad’s out with Alphys for one of their workshops. We can crank up the AC and watch some TV, maybe play some video games if you’re up for it.”

“I dunno,” Frisk slowly blinked his eyes, one at a time. Impressive, considering how they always looked closed. “

“We can invite Undyne and Muffet over,” Sans added, purposefully stressing the name of the latter monster. His grin hiked up at the corners as Frisk seemed to perk up a little, then deflate.

“I dunno…And they’re busy today, anyway,” Frisk muttered. Sans’s grin fell slightly when Frisk murmured quietly under his breath, thinking the skeleton couldn’t hear, that the spider monster didn’t deserve to be hurt again.

He wished he knew what happened between them that had made Frisk insist on pushing the girl away, even when it was clear to anyone with sight how much he cared for the spider and vice versa.

Well, no use in being mopey on top of being hot and miserable! Time to break out the big guns.

Conspiratorially, he cupped a hand to his skull, gesturing with the other for his brother and friend to lean in close as he stage whispered, “Aaaand, since Dad’s not gonna be around,” he winked, “We can break out the emergency chocolate and treat ourselves to some malt shakes.”

Papyrus’s eyelights glittered “And Sundaes?!”

“And sundaes.”

Frisk put his hand on Sans’s lower arm, his eyes lifted into tiny crescents as he grinned. “Dude, you had me at ‘chocolate’.”

“Let’s go then!”

Soon they had a veritable ice cream party on their hands. Teleporting home and getting everything set up, the three practically melted onto the couch as the ceiling fan showered them in soothingly cold gusts of air while a laugh track from a popular human sitcom Sans couldn’t remember the name of burst from the TV. Sans wouldn’t be surprised if steam wafted off of their burning bodies—he swore he even saw a few wisps curl off his bones and be blown away by the fan.

Papyrus groaned, his taller form splayed out and comically slipping off the couch the more he sank into the furniture. “Why Didn't We Do This From The Start?” He wondered.

“Shhhh,” Sans hushed him. “I want to see how Monica sautéed her veggies! Maybe then I’ll stop burning all my tacos.”

Several chocolate milkshakes later, Frisk seemed to be doing better. There was less of the hopeless air Sans had sensed from him earlier. Though by the dark bags and pale expression, a concerningly more familiar look these last few months, something heavy, yet indistinguishable, still pressed the deceptively young human.

Frisk chuckled, his quiet voice tinged with amusement. “Please. You’ve followed Mo—Queen Toriel’s recipes to the letter and you still can’t not set water on fire.”

Though they seemed well enough to quip at his expense.

“Don’t quit your day job, guardsman. A chef you are not,” Frisk snickered before he took another spoonful of his sundae, chirping happily as the hot fudge melted on his tongue. Sans half-heartedly glared at the smirking human.

“I came home to have a good time and I’m feeling sooo attacked right now.”

“Shhh!” Papyrus hushed him. “The Paleontologist Is Attempting To Reconnect With The Beautician! He’s Asserting They Were On A Break And It Is NOT Going Well For Him.”

“Humans. Y’all are weird.” Frisk snorted, only to cough and sputter as some of the ice cream and chocolate went out his nose.

“Damn it Sans!”

“LANGUAGE!” Papyrus reprimanded.

“You made me laugh too hard!” Frisk sputtered, wheezing and coughing as tears welled in the corners of his eyes from the sting.

“I’m sorry, I can’t help that I’m so painfully funny!” Sans jumped off the couch while Papyrus went to grab washcloths with water to clean up the spilled drink. “Hang on, I’ll go get some tissues.”

Sans hurried up the stairs and off to his room, opening the door and dashing in to quickly grab the box of tissues from his desk. As he did so, he noticed a new letter had arrived.

His Soul beat faster in his chest.

Wowie! A letter!

They always arrived every few weeks or so, with the last one sent a month ago!

He ran down the stairs so fast he practically flew. “Here you go!” He tossed the box onto Frisk’s lap, startling Frisk and his Papyrus as he was wiping his face while the human protested he was old enough to do it himself.

“I gotta go, I’ll be back in a jiffy!”

Sans’s Soul hammered in his chest as he left before either his brother or friend could respond. They both jumped when Sans’s bedroom door slammed shut from his overeager motion. Not to mention the crashing sound and yelp, accompanied by a thud and exuberant exclamation of ‘I’m Alright!’ Before it was silent once more. The sounds in the living room now full of the audience responding to the shenanigans of the friends on TV.

Face and couch sufficiently cleaned of any sugary substances, Frisk tilted his head inquisitively in the direction Sans had disappeared. “What’s gotten into him?”

Papyrus finished wiping off his own phalanges before he responded. “It Seems A Letter From His Mysterious Penpal Has Arrived!”

Frisk blinked. Unknown to Papyrus, the ghost of his brother blinking along with him, brows piercing together as he frowned in confusion.

“Penpal? I don’t remember him having a penpal in any of the previous timelines,” Chara remarked.

“How long has he had a penpal, Papyrus?”

Satisfied with his work, Papyrus tossed the sullied cloth behind him in a perfect arch. It landed with a sodden flop into the kitchen sink.

“Sometime After He Joined The Guard, I Think! If You Ask Me,” his eyelights glittered as a light blush dusted his cheekbones in his excitement. “He’s Gotten Himself A Secret Admirer. You Saw For Yourself How Bright He Gets! Always Running Off To Respond The Moment They’ve Written Back.”

While Frisk reeled beside him, Papyrus continued on in his own little world, amused by his older brother’s unfolding shojo romance (in his most humble opinion, anyway!). “Oh He’s Told Me They’re Just Conversing As Friends, But You Mark My Words Human, There Are SPARKS! Sparks, I Say!”

Slowly, “That’s real cool, Papyrus,” Frisk responded.

Frisk had noticed Cross was upbeat more than usual since joining the Guard. He thought it was because of how much he enjoyed his job—especially given how he fawned over his armor—but then the few times they’ve hung out, the skeleton had something on his mind. The few times Frisk inquired about him, he’d be mentioned to be hanging out more in his room.

That…that was good. Frisk was glad for him, really. His best friend deserved something to make him happy since he was stuck with a shitty father like XGaster in this latest timeline.

At the thought of the royal scientist Frisk soured, the, unseen to Papyrus, form of Chara scowling at the wall like it offended him.

That bastard. Always insisting on overwriting just to achieve his ‘perfect timeline’. As if there was anything wrong with what they had now. As if they would never be good enough.

When had he stopped calling them his sons and started calling them his creations? Frisk couldn’t remember.

Sans deserved better. Frisk glanced at Papyrus, who was gasping and nodding along as he watched with rapt attention the long forgotten show. Papyrus deserved better. But what could Frisk do?

“In the other worlds,” Chara’s voice whispered in his head, “their Sanses could remember. We could make ours remember, too.”

Not a bad idea. But it would mean—

Frisk lightly shook his head, pretending he was brushing his hair aside in case Papyrus looked at him.

Sans should be happy. Frisk didn’t want to hurt him like that, even if it was temporary.

“Please, Frisk,” it was rare for Chara to plead. His dark eyes were sunken in their void-like holes as liquid determination trickled down the ghostly apparition of his face. “I’m tired. Aren’t you tired? He’s your best friend, isn’t he? He’ll understand in the end. But we can’t let XGaster keep getting away with this.”

It…it would be nice for someone else to know, again.

His heart aches in memory of a spider monster turning to dust as she tried to protect him, her trembling hand reaching out for his before XGaster crushed it beneath his heel. The world turning black, then white as everything was OVERWRITTEN.

Frisk felt the memory of another monster, the young prince smiling at Chara and reassuring him they’d always be friends before he, too, met the same fate of the bakery girl.

Both brothers couldn’t keep watching history repeat itself like this. And yet, the thought of hurting Sans, even if it was to help him…that sounded a lot like an echo of XGaster’s own justifications.

“We are NOTHING like him,” Chara hissed. His white eyes burned crimson. “We’ll burn it all down to end this once and for all and get our happy ending.”

Frisk’s eyes slowly opened. His half-lidded eyes over irises blazing fierce and purple stared, uncomprehending, into the screen. They were full of DETERMINATION.

They could let Sans have his happiness for a little while longer. But soon…soon he’d need his help.

Whether the Guardsman was ready for it or not.

In his room, Cross’s eyelights darted across the page, absorbing every word as his inner voice read it and tried to change the sound to something his penpal might sound like. In his last letter, he’d asked if they wouldn’t mind sharing their pronouns, their hobbies, anything that wouldn’t be too too personal. But it was still something to learn more about his enigmatic friend.

For one, from all their correspondence thus far he’d learned his penpal was an avid lover of comedy, dropping some of the funniest jokes Sans had ever heard of. And, an interesting quirk he’d noticed, was as Sans had started doodling a taco at the end of his letter, his penpal had done the same with a cookie. Occasionally, there would be a rubber chicken or two on the borders of the paper as well. As if his penpal had gotten lost in thought or wanted to add some personality to his message.

Sans thought it was adorable.

Did they bite their lip when they wrote? Their pen, as he did occasionally? Did they like his doodles on the side of the paper? He’d like to think they did, as they’d been doodling more in response.

Breathless (despite not needing to breathe, it was soothing nonetheless to pretend he was a ‘normal’ monster), Sans read, his enigmatic friend becoming slightly less unknown.

My pronouns are coo/kie and mon/ster.

Sans snickered.

Nah, I’m playin’. I’m he/him/his, bruh, please and thank you.

Oh? They, ah, he, was male like him? Cool!

What else did they have in common?

Sans continued.

I don’t really do much. I spend most of my free time in the lab. As much as I like foolin’ around with differential cross sections and the Heisenberg uncertainty principle, I’d also like to play video games or watch tv before I scream into nothing from the secondhand frustration of a failed experiment. You feel me?

Ah, well. Unfortunately, Sans had never been very…gifted, in the academic department. Science and math were as easy as breathing for XGaster, but Sans, well. If he hadn’t been required to take that IQ test by his father, he would’ve assumed all this time that he was simply stupid for how much he’d struggled in school, even with Alphys’s tutoring.

Oftentimes he still felt stupid

One of his many failures to his father No, his talents were more inclined towards the physicality of things. He was one of the top guards. Why, just the other day he’d finally been able to get the better of that stupid Mettabutt during sparring!

And at least his friend also liked games and movies. That was something else they could bond over.

Especially anime. Anime’s pretty cool.

Ooh, those action-packed shows? Absolutely!

A fun single or multiplayer game is Super Plumber Brothers, or if you’re into a more graphic novel oriented thing, I got a whole bunch of JRGs I can recommend.

Based off of our past letters, an anime I think you’d like (if you haven’t seen it already) is Trigun. You kinda remind me of the main protagonist, Vash, in a way. We haven’t met yet and only exchanged some letters, but you strike me as someone very earnest and compassionate.

Sans rapidly blinked as his eyes began to burn. His Soul beat faster in his chest.

He really thought that? About him?

From how you’ve written, I can practically feel how much you care about your friends and family and your world around you.

The words blurred as Sans’s hands trembled. A drop of liquid magic fell onto the paper.

Sorry for cutting this short, but my coworker has been on my ass lately about his project.

And I don’t like how he’s been looking at my eyes lately—

Sorry ‘bout that. Rambling again.

Anyway, send me any recs you got, too. I’ll save ‘em for when I’ve got time to chill. Hopefully soonish.

Laters Gators, A Friendly Far-Off Neighborhood Guy.

For a moment, Sans could only sit and stare at the innocuous sheet of paper before him. His friend…already held such a high view of him? And only from a few letters?

He sniffed. Wiping his watery eyes with the backs of his gloves before his eyelights burned in his sockets. He whipped out his own pen and paper and started to write, determined to reply as soon as he could and make his friend’s day as good as he’d made his.

Sans was straight up not having a good day. All day, he’d been dealing with the worst, throbbing headache. He thinks he’s dry heaved like, maybe twenty times into his office’s wastebasket. His bandaged skull throbbed over his eye.

He hadn’t been able to sleep since three days ago, bit after he’d had a nightmare so bad he’d woken up screaming and coughing up blood.

To make matters worse, Gaster was getting desperate. His precious machine wasn’t working. The Core readings weren’t lining up with any of their theories.

Sans was tired. He’d done what he could to make it look like he’d tried everything to get the machine to work. But he had this chill go down his spine everytime Gaster looked at him. Beyond the veil of disappointment, Sans worried sometimes that the bastard knew he was faking, knew that he was purposefully sabotaging Gaster’s plans.

He tried to reassure himself he was being ridiculous. Sure Gaster was a shitty, neglectful dad who forced Sans to follow in his footsteps and be a prolific scientific genius, leaving Sans little time for friendships or for pursuing any time for leisure. Not to mention how, after Gaster created Papyrus from a test tube and deemed him a failed experiment, abandoned him for Sans to raise on his own.

All in all, definitely not winning any dad of the year awards.

However, Gaster had never, to his credit, laid a harmful hand on Sans. Never tried anything like that to Papyrus, either.

But then Gaster strapped him down to that cold, hard table. His hands and legs tied down as the machine loomed towards his sockets, that eye held within its claw and staring into Sans the closer it got to him.

The internal matrix of mana that made up his eyelight ruptured as the Eye took over and everything burned it was too cold it hurt it hurt it wasn’t him get it out please Dad please—!

Sans gagged, doubling over. He grabbed the basket as quickly as he could and heaved, nothing coming out, as he choked.

Heh. Good thing he’d skipped breakfast.

He wiped his mouth with the back of his sleeve.

With unsteady hands, he reached for the letter that had been sitting on his desk. He’d been too out of it to read it earlier, but he was feeling mostly better now. Upchucking glittery vomit and all. And he could use something positive for this shitty week.

Skimming through, his mouth couldn’t help but quirk up into a half-hearted grin as he read the energetic, elegantly sprawled handwriting of his penpal.

I’m impressed by how much we have in common! My pronouns are also he/him/his. Aside from video games and watching shows, I also like cooking! Although, ah, I admittedly am not very good at it.

Heh, just like Papyrus. His poor brother adored cooking but he could—scratch that, should—never be a chef.

I follow the recipe to the letter and the next thing I know, everything’s on fire, my sister-friend is curled up in the corner crying, and there’s sirens wailing in the distance.

Sans couldn’t help the bark of laughter that escaped him. Eeesh. Poor guy. Maybe he could try sending a cookbook along with his letter. He could fool around with the pod, see if the limitations of mass manipulation could be stretched a little further.

He could feel the tension in his face loosen, his smile small and easy as he continued to read.

I’ll be sure to check out the anime you recommended. It's always fun to find new shows my brother and I will like. Our sister friend says she’s not interested, but she also loves anime so I think she’d like it too.

As for games, I think you’d like Prince of Persia, if you tried something besides science. The graphics are older, but the story is good and the mechanics are fun!

Oh hey, Sans loved that game. He thought the romance was really sweet. Tragic, at first, but they have an implied happy ending. Good stuff.

They really did have a lot in common.

Or even Animal Crossing. That one is very relaxing. Sometimes I play just to visit my home. It’s fun to imagine what it’d be like to have a place for myself.

Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing inherently bad with living with others! It just feels stifling whenever my father is around I don’t think Al is very happy here either

Sorry, looks like I lost my train of thought. You seem really smart and know a lot more about this complex stuff than I do. I bet my ramblings are pretty silly in comparison, huh?

Nothing wrong with that. Sans adores silly. In fact, it was one of the most important qualities in a datemate for him. Humor and fun nonsense were the only things that made him feel better nowadays.

He should write more things like that in his next letter. The last thing he wanted to do was make his penpal feel bad. They were supposed to become good friends, he couldn’t do that if he made him feel insecure about himself. Not to mention how shitty it made Sans feel for making someone else feel like they were less than.

That was Gaster’s job.

Yeah. He’d think of something fun to cheer his friend up. And if he could get the equations right, he could send over a few of his favorite rubber chickens. He couldn’t help but giggle at the thought of his friend opening the letter only to jump in surprise as a screaming rubber toy flew out at him. At the very least it would be a funny prank.

When Sans read the last line, however, his smile fell as ice filled his blood.

Maybe I can ask the Royal Scientist about it? XGaster knows all about those heisen-thingys you mentioned. I could ask him about those things for you if you’d like. He’d be able to help you with them more than I ever could.

The letter slipped out his hands as his vision blurred. He breathed, harsh and ragged, unable to finish the ending as the rest of the letter’s paragraphs blurred into a swirly mess of indecipherable lines of black and white.

His Eye burned.

[nia1sworld]

I'm going to give Jim a question for him to answer honestly Jim, would you do anything for Hell Muffet? She's so kind to you and thinks you're cute in your crow form and she also loves you very much.

Ask the ink chronicles #191

Jim: Um...what do you mean by that?

Wyatt: Y'know, you love Hell Muffet And....

Jim: And...who?

Wyatt: *Scoot next to him, cuddling Jim and winks*

Jim: Oh..god

[lukas-clost]

BD&H chapter 4

Masterpost Wattpad Quotev Ao3 ch. 3 | x | ch. 5

Summary: The monsters have been on the surface for a few years now, and even after being legally given citizenship, humans are still wary of them.

When monsters start disappearing, their dust is swept under the carpet even as the Ebott City Police Department try their best to get to the bottom of it. Then humans start disappearing and citizens revolt against what looks like retaliation. Kate, an independent, newly recruited detective, decides to take matters into her own hands when her superiors fail to make sufficient progress. 

With the help of the other recruits and her new monster friends, she’ll have to find the culprit lest she lose both her job and the rights of monsterkind.

Chapter warnings: mild swearing, (and it's a bit longer than the other ones)

4. Succour Stunts

Escapes, escapades, and tiers of frustration. Also, kids say the darndest things!

I found myself standing at the back of the line in Muffet’s, my feet having led me there after brunch with my dad. As much as it was nearing lunch time, I needed some comfort food and I had quickly equated that to Muffet’s over the past week. Despite my best efforts not to, my mind wandered back to our meeting earlier and I grimaced at the disappointed look he gave me when I finally entered the bistro he had suggested.

“Hello dearie!” I started at the sound of Muffet’s cheery voice. Shaking my head, I offered her a smile and returned her greeting. “What would you like today?”

My mind drifted back to the lavender puffs I got on Friday. She had brought them to the station before her shift that morning and had left them with Felix. They were the perfect treat that eased my nerves and my muscles after another surprise training session with Alphys in the afternoon.

“Do you still have those lavender puffs?”

“Secret menu item,” she winked, two of her eyes closing briefly before ringing it up on the register and looking back at me expectantly.

“An everything bagel and the peppermint cider too, please. For here.”

She rang up my total and I paid her before looking for somewhere to sit. Being the weekend, it was a lot more crowded and I found myself sitting by the counter as I waited for my order. I placed my head on the smooth surface for a moment, my eyes drifting toward my shoes and their mismatched laces. I hadn’t even realised there was a problem until my dad frowned at the sight of them when we met.

“Did you like them?” I shot up at the sound of Muffet’s voice breaking my thoughts. She was looking at me expectantly, a non-existent line waiting for her attention.

Thinking back to the sensation of me biting into the fluffy pastry on Friday, I nodded my head with a smile on my face. “They were just what I needed, thank you.”

“Don’t thank me. Thank Papyrus.”

“Where is he anyway?” She shrugged, rolling over to attend to a customer before coming back.

“Why? Miss him already?” her eyes gained a mischievous glint to them as her lips curled upwards. I scoffed.

“No. Just seemed like a regular.”

“A regular waste of my time, maybe.” She rolled her eyes as she went to the backroom. I chuckled at her comment as I waited for her to return. In her absence, my eyes wandered back to my shoes and I tucked them onto the footrest of my seat so they would be out of sight. Taking a shaky breath in, I let the scents and the buzz of the magic atmosphere fill my lungs before swinging on the stool and surveying the café. The hum of talking customers and gentle music lulled me into serenity such that I jolted again when Muffet returned with my order.

“Thank you,” I smiled, cupping the warm mug.

Seeing as it was nearing lunch, the flow of customers slowed down enough for us to hold an actual conversation. She talked about how Flynn didn’t come by on Friday and I admitted that it may have been my fault. She only laughed in response, saying that he was just a scaredy cat before talking about another customer who she had accidentally spooked.

I finished up my order. By the time she was wrapping up her third story, a new customer came in and grabbed her attention before she could start another one. I hesitantly thanked the spiders that collected my dishes before swivelling in my chair to see who it was. She lit up as she recognised them while I struggled to recall their name.

“Hello Miss Muffet!”

“Sans! What brings you here?” I recited the name in my mind so that I wouldn’t forget what was probably Papyrus’ brother. He wasn’t in uniform this time, instead donning a grey-blue fitted shirt, cotton shorts and white sneakers.

“I’m looking for Papyrus. Have you seen him?”

Muffet shook her head. “He hasn’t stopped by yet, but I’m sure he’ll show up soon. You can wait if you want.”

He considered the offer for a moment, staring at the floor, before finally sighing and nodding his head decisively. He took the empty seat beside me before ordering a blueberry muffin.

“Oh- Pardon me,” he said, after paying and noticing me.

“No worries, Advocate.”

A light blue dusted his cheeks as he wrinkled his nose ridge. Seeing the passive magic and the bone move so easily was mesmerising at the very least, and boggling at the most. I shook myself from my thoughts so as not to be caught staring.

“Please. Just Sans is fine when I’m not on duty. Although-” He eyed me warily, his demeanour becoming more defensive. “I’m not sure we’ve met.”

“Oh! I’m Kate from the academy recruit programme. Kate the human,” I offered my hand and he eyed it warily before taking it. Guess he didn’t like jokes like Papyrus, then.

“It appears you’ve met my brother, then.”

I nodded my head in answer. “Quite the punny guy.”

“On the contrary.” He puffed out his chest and I was surprised by how much form there was to bone. “I am the magnificent punmaster .”

“Is that so?” I asked. His eye sockets narrowed as his grin became more challenging and before I knew it, we started telling puns back and forth.

We ribbed off each other, switching topics as quickly as they came until I couldn’t anymore and he easily continued without me. I was pleasantly surprised that he enjoyed puns which made me wonder why his brother didn’t seem to like them. When his food arrived, the conversation mellowed out into asking about my first week of being a recruit.

“It was okay, but I can see it getting old fast.”

“Of course! There’s only so much that you are permitted to do as a citizen, but as long as you complete the hours required of you, that should change!” He gave me an exaggerated wink and I chuckled, asking him how his training had gone.

He wrinkled his nose, but didn’t answer as his attention was directed elsewhere. I turned to see what he was looking at and waved in greeting when I noticed Papyrus. He was wearing army green cargo shorts, a black crewneck and white socks peeking out from a pair of orange crocs. He winked at me in return before removing a lollipop from his mouth when he was close enough to talk without disrupting the other patrons.

“Sup bro.”

“Papyrus, please pick up your phone.”

“Okay.” He did just that, a shit eating grin on his face as Sans just looked on with patience. When he looked at the screen of his phone, his smile fell.

“Oh. Oh shit. Sorry bro.”

Sans hummed beside me, swinging his legs on the stool. “It’s okay now. Just pick up your phone, please? Will you be making dinner tonight?”

Papyrus considered it, sticking the lollipop back into his mouth before finally nodding in answer. By this point, I was completely lost and slightly disoriented as the conversation switched to the mundane so quickly. And then Sans turned to me with a gasp, stars illuminating his sockets briefly as he spoke with sudden excitement.

“Oh, Kate! You should come over for dinner sometime!”

“O-kay?” I was still kind of reeling, not that I could say no to an invitation like that. Free food was always nice, and the prospect of making monster friends was exciting, if not a bit nerve wracking. I considered the outfits I had in my closet. Dinner at someone’s house wasn’t that formal, right?

“Excellent! We shall commemorate the beginning of a magnificent friendship through an equally magnificent meal, mweh heh!” He had a similar excited look as when he first introduced himself on Monday with the same infectious excitement. I found myself giggling as he buzzed with excitement over the dinner plans.

“Alright. Thank you, Miss Muffet.” He placed a tip inside her overflowing tip jar. Did she just not clear it out or was it a daily occurrence to fill up like that?

“Brother.” He gave him a nod, Papyrus giving him a mock salute in response before turning to me and taking my hand in another handshake.

“It was a pleasure meeting you, Kate!”

I replied in kind and he left the establishment, Papyrus taking his now vacant seat. He asked for an everything bagel with his honey. When she asked whether he would pay, he just winked and said eventually. I considered leaving, having already stayed in the little café for more than what I had originally planned—although, coming here was never actually part of the plan—but then Papyrus turned to me and grinned, and I figured I could stay for a little longer.

“You guys are quite the punny duo,” I commented, swinging on my seat with my own smile on my face.

“What can I say? Humerus in our blood,” he replied, shrugging his shoulders. I still couldn’t tell whether he actually didn’t like puns or was messing with me, but I chuckled all the same.

“Thanks for the recommendation on Wednesday.”

“Oh yeah. How were they?” He spoke with the lolly in his mouth, moving it around every few seconds.

“They were puff-ect,” I grinned. He snorted, but still gave me a disappointed shake of his head. A couple of spiders brought his food, wrapped in pastry paper to go, and I figured it was about time I should be leaving too.

Collecting my purse, I bid him and Muffet a nice day as a notification buzzed on his phone. They both returned the gesture, Papyrus responding to whoever it was. I briefly wondered how it worked before shaking my head and leaving the place. It was another warm day and I basked in the sunshine outside the café for a moment, pleased that I had decided to come here. Just as I was about to start for the bus stop, Papyrus came out and called for me. I turned in answer and waited as he typed quickly on his phone before shoving it in one of the pockets of his shorts.

“You said you like pranks, right?”

“In good taste, sure,” I replied, an amused smile on my face. A smirk grew on his skeletal features.

“Enough to join a prank war?” A surprised laugh escaped me at the notion, but when my laughter subsided and he was still looking at me expectantly, I realised he wasn’t joking.

“A prank war?” I crossed my arms and shifted my weight to one side, still looking amused.

He bobbed his head in answer, his smile only growing. “You free this afternoon?”

I shook my head; he was completely serious about this, huh? “Yeah. Who would we be fighting?”

“My protégé.”

“You have one?” That caught me off guard. I wondered what he would even be teaching before realising that I barely knew this guy past his name and his penchant for jokes. I frowned at the thought, thinking back to the decision I had made earlier on in the week.

“Yep,” he said, bringing me out of my musings. “And they think they can beat the legendary prank master.”

“A bold claim,” I responded, shifting my weight again. “And an even bolder protégé if it’s true.”

He bobbed his head again, taking out his phone and typing something quickly again. “So, you coming?”

I considered the offer. It could be fun, and it wasn’t like I had much planned after all. The wind ruffled my hair that I had removed from their cornrows for the occasion. I was reminded that I needed to make a hair appointment, reminded that I wanted to be home and in pyjamas, binge some anime or other, but his easy grin and casual attire also reminded me that I didn’t know him all that well and I wanted to change that.

I mentally backtracked, realising that that was plenty of reason not to go pranking someone I barely knew with someone I barely knew. But I couldn’t deny how enticing being in a prank war was, and if he asked, then there couldn’t actually be anything odd about this whole situation. Right?

I shook my head again, as if to dispel any doubt in the decision I was making. “Okay. Guess I’m joining a prank war, then.”

He looked up from his phone with a lazy grin on his face. He removed the lolly from his mouth as he spoke. “Nice. Our ride’s just about here.” He pointed to a boxy, light blue car with white details and no roof slowing to a stop in front of the café. Inside was a robot of similar colours on the passenger side and an exhausted looking anthropomorphic blue rabbit monster at the steering wheel. The robot rose from their seat, white hair shifting in the breeze underneath a blue cap.

“Get in, losers, we’re going pranking!”

I laughed. There was no way this was actually happening. Even as I sat at the backseat in a state of blissful delirium, radio blasting unfamiliar music and the wind tangling my hair as we sped down the roads of Ebott City, I could not believe this was actually happening.

“Who’s the chick?” The robot asked, having resurfaced from a soft conversation with the rabbit monster. He was twisted around his seat to look back at us, his gloved hand gripping the back of the seat as his eyes whizzed over my form suspiciously. I became more aware of the green bodycon dress I was wearing and started wondering whether it was prank war efficient.

“Kate. She’s our wildcard.” Is that why I was invited?

The robot considered me through their white bangs for a moment before giving his full attention to Papyrus. “Well, we might actually need one. Happi’s telling me Alphys is babysitting.”

“Shit.” While it seemed like information that was supposed to worry them, neither of them looked perturbed in the slightest. They both held smirks on their faces and playful glints in their eyes, while I started panicking internally. There was no way I was about to prank someone who could easily avenge herself the next time we trained. My Friday sores started throbbing at the thought of her being more merciless.

“Right?” The robot continued, breaking me out of my thoughts. “Whatever happened to good ol’ Knighty?”

“Kid’s been saying Tori’s busier,” Papyrus replied, getting another lollipop from his shorts’ pocket. He offered me one, but I shook my head politely.

“What’s that got to do with anything?” He shrugged and the conversation died, the robot still facing us but not looking at us.

In the silence, I asked for the details of who we were pranking. The robot started out of their stupor, scowling at me before facing the front. I frowned before Papyrus’ chuckles drew my attention to him, looking for an answer.

“Chara.”

The name rang a bell and I realised that I had seen it multiple times in the paper; it was the name of the monster-human ambassador, the saviour of monsterkind. I also realised that that must be his protégé and my eyes widened in shock. Papyrus snickered at my reaction.

“Yup.”

At the sudden slowing down of the car, I looked around myself to see we were in a residential area. I leaned out of my seat in wonder when my eyes caught sight of some of the houses. In contrast to the uniform, modern look the inner city had, these houses were all unique and held a certain whimsy to them that reminded me of Muffet’s. I gazed in awe at the twin houses leaning towards each other, neither touching nor falling, and the yellow two storey with blue details that seemed to imitate a face. They all had bright green front lawns decorated with what I assumed to be the owner’s personal touches, and a scattering of various types of flowers either by the windowsills or growing wild on the grass. It was a nice break from the monotony of the city and as we had driven closer to the mountain, the view was breathtaking and the air crisp. The whole place felt alive with magic and I felt myself getting excited at the prospect of dinner with Papyrus and Sans if they lived around here.

We neared what looked like an estate and I had to consciously refrain from dropping my jaw in awe. Past a gilded gate guarded by a pair of monsters, was a long driveway that led to a large cream coloured house. It didn’t reach for the skies as I would assume a building in this type of space would do, but instead sat modestly on top of a slight incline where it could still clearly be seen. The rest of the compound was decorated with an abundance of plants all meticulously taken care of, with a few bushes shaped as various monsters or the insignia of monsterkind. I realised with mild horror, as I studied a particularly regal looking goat topiary, that the owner, ‘Tori,’ was the former Queen Toriel Dreemurr of the Underground, and we were about to prank her ward.

At her house.

Maybe it had been a bad idea to come here after all.

The car stopped at the closest house to the estate, still a fair way away from it before the robot turned in his seat again. He started talking to Papyrus as I started the tedious process of making my hair look more presentable.

“Okay, so what’s the new plan? Cause we can’t put Alphy to sleep like Knight Knight.”

“Easy,” he replied, removing the lollipop from his mouth. “We use a distraction.”

The robot turned to me with a smirk that had me preferring their annoyed dismissal, and I started seriously regretting my decision to join them. Papyrus chuckled beside me and I shot him an exasperated look. He explained the plan vaguely, saying how everything would be pretty much the same, except instead of putting the babysitter to bed, we would have to distract her and include her in the final play. I tried asking what that would entail, but the robot—who I learned to be called Entity—brushed me off and had us driven to the gate.

I glared at the back of his head as we were immediately stopped by the guards, an anthropomorphic cat and alligator duo dressed in similar—and stylish—guard uniforms. They stood in front of the car, one on either side, before they addressed the driver.

“State your business,” the alligator started.

“Or like, we won’t let you in,” the cat continued.

“Wait- Catty? Is that who I think it is?”

The cat monster—Catty—squinted toward the front seats before gasping dramatically. “OMG! Bratty! I think it is!”

The rabbit monster in the driver’s seat bristled uncomfortably, their ears drooping further down their face, while Papyrus and Entity chuckled.

“Burgerpants! You should have told us you would stop by!”

“Seriously! We would have like, totally cancelled on Alphys if we knew you were coming.”

The rabbit—Burgerpants—sighed before smiling softly. “Ladies, hey. Nice weather we’re having, right?.”

“Um, I guess?”

“If you like, like the sun,” Catty giggled.

“Ha! Yeah…” He fidgeted in his seat, Entity shaking with laughter. I narrowed my eyes at the back of his head, deciding then that I didn’t like the douchebag and hoping he would short circuit.

“Did you like, wanna hang out or something?” Catty asked, leaning on the car.

“Or like, actually get inside?” The alligator monster—Bratty—followed suit, cocking her head to the side in question.

“Girls, girls. You’re making my friend here uncomfortable.” Entity took charge of the conversation, a charming smile on his face as the monster duo turned their attention to him.

“State your business,” Bratty said, her face shifting to boredom as she pushed away from the car.

“And like, be quick about it?” Catty followed suit, moving her attention to her claws. He deflated slightly, making Papyrus snort loudly which made the duo turn their attention to him.

“Are you here to tutor Asriel, Papyrus?” Catty cocked her head to the side in question. My brows furrowed at the unfamiliar name. I thought we were here for Chara?

“Heh, yeah,” he replied, stifling the rest of his laughter.

“Well, you should have said so earlier!”

“Like, way earlier.” Bratty exaggerated the ‘way,’ making it way longer than it needed to be.

“Yeah. Before we had to talk to the tin can.” Catty made a gesture toward Entity who bristled in outrage but didn’t say anything. Papyrus shrugged and, getting no other response, the monster duo went to open the gate.

We drove through, Papyrus shaking with laughter the entire ride up to the house while I tried to wrap my head around what just happened. The car was parked at the top of the circular driveway and I barely had any time to admire the house from up front before Entity was moving.

“Okay, babe,” he started, swinging himself over the door of the car. I would have been impressed had he not been referring to me that way. “Just follow my lead, and we’ll be fine.”

I stepped out of the car warily after an encouraging nod from Papyrus, leaving my purse behind. Falling in step behind his quickly moving frame, I tried calling for his attention. He whipped his head back at me, white locks of hair shifting in the wind while an amused expression fell on his face.

“What’s the plan?”

“Just follow my lead.”

“No way. If Alphys is in there, I am not going in unprepared.”

“You know Alphys,” he said instead, his face lighting in what looked like the formation of an idea. I hesitated in my response, not trusting what was going through his head. He finally grinned at me before ringing the doorbell, and I wondered if I could get away with ‘accidentally’ pouring water on him.

He considered me for a second before the door swung open to reveal an annoyed looking Alphys. She donned blue jeans and a black tank, her muscles bulging as she crossed her arms, surveying us with disapproval.

“Entity? What are you doing here?” He beamed at her in response, but she didn’t return the greeting and instead shifted her focus to me, where she glared at me.

“You? What are you doing here?”

“I was, I mean, we were um… uh…” He struggled to find an excuse, his speech becoming awfully robotic as I gazed at him in horror, wondering whether he was actually malfunctioning. It took Alphys watching him in boredom to realise that he was just bad at improv and distracting her would have to be my job.

“We were in the neighbourhood!” I started, gaining her attention and stopping Entity from blowing the whole plan before it even began. “And he said he wanted to visit Chara.”

“We? Both of you?” She looked between the both of us, doubt evident on her face. Entity nodded enthusiastically as I tried not to scream at how easily this was going wrong.

“Right. Well, I have strict instructions not to—”

She was interrupted by someone in the house asking who was at the door. An annoyed expression flashed across her face before she shouted back a response, saying no one was here. She turned back to us, mouth agape to finish what she had been saying, before a figure squeezed past her, another annoyed expression settling on her face as she shut her mouth.

“Entity!” I watched as the face I had seen multiple times in the news brightened before my very eyes, their rosy cheeks and warm, brown eyes glowing in the summer light.

“Hey, little dude.” He lowered his right arm for a high five that Chara still had to jump for, but they were laughing the entire time.

“Well, come in,” they said, opening the door wider. Alphys sighed heavily before grumbling some choice words under her breath and moving aside for us.

Despite the house appearing modest on the outside, it was massive on the inside; an illusion that may have been the works of magic. I stumbled back in surprise, right into Entity who caught me like the love interest would in a romcom. He flashed me another grin as he helped me stand upright and I reluctantly followed after him, a scowl forming on my face. Alphys led us past what felt like a maze of carpeted corridors and wooden doors and another figure joined our party as we trekked.

“Entity!” They barrelled into the robot who swung them around. A soft smile formed on my face at the sight before they turned to me and immediately started apologising for their rudeness.

“It’s okay,” I cried, trying to stop the cute goat monster from upsetting themselves.

He stuck out his paw, a bashful expression blooming on his face. “I’m Asriel.”

“Kate,” I smiled, shaking his hand firmly and noting that this was Papyrus’ tutee.

“Are you done being boring, Azzy?”

“Chara…”

“Just saying,” they shrugged as Asriel moved to walk beside them. Their bickering and banter reminded me of my brother, and my smile fell as I thought back to when we were younger.

It wasn’t long before we reached the living room, another spacious area with a plush couch, and three chairs, one of which looked well used and comfortable. A small TV hung above a fireplace where framed pictures sat on the stone mantel. On either side, a bookcase stood, holding a mixture of books, DVDs and more pictures. Alphys took a heavy seat on one of the chairs, shooting us a glare as Entity sat on the only available couch, the kids moving to sit on either side of him. I took the other chair that wasn’t as well used, moving the cushion onto my lap as I surveyed the room.

Chara and Asriel were vying for Entity’s attention, the robot stretching out his arms so they could coddle the both of them. I raised my eyebrows in surprise before shifting to Alphys. She was watching their interaction like a hawk, a heavy glower on her face. If this was who we were supposed to distract, and Entity was going to keep fumbling about, I’d have to figure out how to distract her myself.

“I like your shoelaces,” Asriel said, breaking me from my thoughts. I glanced down at the mismatched laces that made my dad frown earlier in the day and forced back the memory in favour of grinning back at him.

“Thanks. I stole them from the president.”

All sets of eyes whipped towards me in various stages of disbelief. Alphys looked like she was wondering whether she should arrest me, Entity had a curious look on his face, while the kids looked more awed than anything else.

“It was a joke,” I explained, when no one seemed to get it.

“What are you again?” Chara asked. I raised my brows, unsure if they were being rude or not.

“They mean what your job is,” Asriel explained, catching the offense on my face.

“Oh. I’m a detective in training at Ebott Central,” I shrugged. They shared a look that had Alphys watching them suspiciously.

“That’s so cool!” Asriel exclaimed, moving to sit on the carpeted floor in front of me. I laughed awkwardly as he bombarded me with questions that I tried to answer. Chara moved beside him, leaving a disgruntled Entity to watch our interaction petulantly.

“That means you read the news, right?” they asked, and Asriel reiterated, saying that I must.

“Sure?” They cocked their head at me curiously, their rosy cheeks swelling as they smiled.

“You should read conspiracy blogs. They’re interesting.” Asriel nodded his head beside them before Alphys picked them up by the collars of their sweaters and placed them back beside Entity.

“Alright, nerds. No conspiracy talk while I’m around.” Chara stuck their tongue out in response while Asriel apologised, but they went back to gushing over Entity as if nothing happened. I shrugged; kids can be weird sometimes so I paid the encounter no mind as I listened to Asriel try to convince Entity to have him on his podcast. The comfort that befell the room as they chatted amongst each other had a question coming out of me before I could really think about it.

“How do you guys all know each other?”

It wasn’t directed to anyone and I thought it had come out far too quiet for anyone to actually hear over the ridiculous radio show host voice Entity was speaking in, but Alphys surprised me by glancing in my direction.

“Tight knit community,” she eventually grunted. I gazed at her as she watched the siblings dangle from Mettaton’s arms, waiting for a longer explanation. Her eyes softened before turning to me.

“We only had each other back in the Underground. It was important that we knew and cared for each other. Even more so now.” Her gaze drifted to the ceiling in thought as I considered her words. The monsters were free now, but I supposed for them, it didn’t always feel like it. I frowned at the thought before she jumped from her seat, gaining everyone’s attention.

“I’m gonna grab a drink. Does Tori have any sodas?” Asriel answered in the affirmative before giving his attention back to Entity. “Want anything?” She asked as she turned to leave. I shook my head politely before Entity cried out.

“Kate can get it!”

“I don’t even—”

“Kate! I mean, Alphys! You should um…” I mentally facepalmed at how obvious he was being with his robotic voice and stuttering, but all Alphys seemed to be doing was watching him expectantly while the kids continued to swing on his arms. I spoke up before he could dig a grave for us.

“I’ll go get it,” I said, getting up from my seat and gaining Alphys’ attention. I was quick to find some excuse that should convince her to let me go. “You and I both know I could do with the workout.”

She reluctantly fell back into her seat with a snort before I left the room in search of the kitchen, wandering the halls in the general direction of where I thought it might be.

“I love your dress.”

I jumped at the voice, whipping around in search of the source. I shivered when I didn’t see anything, changing course and walking carefully to avoid it. My eyes whizzed around the walls and doors that I passed, hoping I’d catch the owner of the voice before they could jump out at me.

“You’re going the wrong way.” I flinched when the voice returned, searching the hall but still not finding the body attached to it.

“Who’s there?” I eventually asked, taking on an awkward fighting stance in case I was dealing with a weirdly helpful intruder. I stepped back in shock as a ghost, faintly pink in colour, materialised in front of me.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you,” they said, fading from view with an upset look on their face.

“Right,” I said, relaxing my stance. “Do you know where the kitchen is?”

I barely made out a nod from their almost transparent form. When they didn’t do anything further I asked if they could show me and they started floating in a direction that I followed.

“I’ve never seen a pink ghost before,” I commented when we had walked in silence for a bit. Although, when I thought about it, I’d technically never seen a real ghost period. I didn’t even notice they had disappeared until I reached a crossroads in the hall. I swore under my breath, both at the disappearance of the ghost and the weird layout of the house.

“Uh… friendly ghost?” I started, looking down both sides of the hall and not recognising any of the decorations. “I meant it as a compliment; I love pink.”

They materialised immediately with an excited expression on their face and I smiled softly at the sight. “Really? P-pink is my favourite colour.”

“Literally same!” I grinned and they followed suit, swaying side to side in excitement. They led me the rest of the short distance to the kitchen, telling me how they finally met someone who understood the important role that pink played in the colour spectrum.

“Thank you,” I said by the kitchen door.

“Happi,” they said. “My name is Happstablook,” they explained when I cocked my head to the side in confusion.

“Nice to meet you, Happi.”

“I’m glad I met you, Kate,” they said before disappearing.

I smiled as I walked into the kitchen before halting, wondering how they knew my name. Shrugging it off, I moved toward the fridge before pausing again at the sight of Papyrus leaning over the island. So the prank did have something to do with the kitchen after all.

“Hey Papyrus,” I said, resuming my trek to the fridge. He glanced up at me before returning to whatever he was working on. Resurfacing with a lemon soda in hand, I walked over to see what he was doing, my head cocking to the side in curiosity when I took note of the pie he was hunched over.

“You’re gonna pie them?” I asked, almost incredulously.

“You can’t beat the classics,” he replied, a smirk on his face as he continued fiddling with the pie. “How’s Alph doing?”

“Sufficiently distracted,” I replied. “Entity sent me to grab her a soda.”

He nodded in understanding and I turned to leave, figuring I’d probably taken a lot longer to get the soda than I should have. Convincing myself that giving someone a face full of pie was more complicated than first assumed, I returned to the living room with the soda in hand.

“Took you long enough,” she said when I gave it to her. I shrugged in response, flopping back onto the seat I had been on as a cartoon played on the TV. I had started dosing off when Entity exclaimed loudly how he would love some pie right now, waking me up enough to roll my eyes at how obvious he was being again.

It seemed to work as Asriel suggested they get some pie that his mom had made earlier. They filed out of the room, Alphys trailing behind the kids reluctantly as Entity and I hung back. He shot me a weak grin as I watched them enter the kitchen. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion, before he spoke up.

“Not bad.”

“Thanks?” I furrowed my brows in confusion, my uncertainty growing as I watched him turn in the general direction of where I thought the front door was.

“Where are you going?”

“Out. Not really up to seeing the results.” My brows furrowed further before panic settled in my mind.

“Where am I supposed to go, then?” I asked, the panic seeping into my voice at the realisation that Alphys could quite potentially kill me if she knew I was involved.

“Rus’ll be around for pictures,” he shrugged. “He probably knows a shortcut out of here.” He saluted before leaving me—and the house—to face the consequences of joining a prank war.

“Where’d the tin can go?” I whirled around at the voice of Alphys, schooling my face so she wouldn’t pick up on my panic.

“Bathroom,” I blurted. She raised her brow, but didn’t question it before leaning against the wall in front of me.

“Shouldn’t you be making sure they don’t make a mess, or something?” I asked, trying to create an opening for me to look for Papyrus.

“In a second. I wanted to tell you that I’m glad I get to train someone like you. You kinda remind me of Sans.”

She was looking at me softly, well, as softly as her scaled skin would allow, and I couldn’t help but return the expression. I didn’t know how similar I was to Sans aside from the love of puns, but it was heart-warming to hear that from someone who so easily kicked my ass every other day.

“Don’t let it get to your head,” she said, patting my shoulder before going back into the kitchen. I cringed at the reminder of the pie waiting for them before turning around and looking for the exit.

“Wrong way.”

I sighed in relief as I realised who it was, spinning on the spot until the ghost appeared. “Happi! Thank goodness! Have you seen Papyrus?”

“I think I saw him by the kitchen window. You should hurry before—”

A loud splat was heard in the direction of the kitchen and I winced at the sudden silence that pervaded the house.

“Oh no.” They disappeared immediately and I had the sudden wish to become a ghost too as I took off in search of the front door. After remembering I had been going in the wrong direction, I found it as a roar sounded in the house.

Sprinting—as much as I could wearing the long dress, at least—outside, I started searching for Papyrus, taking note that the blue car was no longer in the driveway and I genuinely may have been left behind. In a state of panic, I ran in the general direction of where the kitchen window might be. Turning a corner, I bumped into Papyrus who caught my arm before I fell.

“You’re still here?” he asked, a surprised look on his face.

I nodded my head frantically, grabbing his arm and leading him to the gate. “Entity left, Happi’s probably fine? And we need to get out of here before Alphys finds us,” I explained in a rush, pulling his frame that was a lot heavier than it looked. He was slowly walking after me, letting gravity pull him forward more than anything and I wanted to scream in frustration.

“Come on! We don’t—”

“Papyrus!”

My blood ran cold at the sound of Alphys’ bellow. She stood at the front door, upper body covered in pie guts as a deathly scowl rested on her face. Papyrus snickered beside me, taking a picture with his phone, and I almost started crying in exasperation. I tugged on his arm harder, forcing him to keep moving toward the gate no matter how futile it felt.

He stopped in his tracks, jolting me from my forward momentum and I turned to him impatiently. He tugged his arm from my grip, a lazy smile on his face and I wondered how he could be so damn calm in a situation like this.

“I know a shortcut,” he said, gesturing vaguely with his now free hand. He outstretched his right arm, an invitation to take his hand, but I hesitated. The gate was so close that I was sure that if we just kept going, Alphys couldn’t chase after us, not with good conscious, anyway.

“Trust me,” he said, his hand still outstretched and his smile growing.

By all means, I didn’t. Not when there was no obvious shortcut in sight, not when he hadn’t told me what the plan was earlier, not when this could be another elaborate way to get another prank in before the day was out, but the steady pounding of Alphys’ approach reminded me that I didn’t have much of a choice. I took his hand and he grinned before everything went black.

I felt like I was being stretched and squashed simultaneously. Taking in breath was inconceivable as an overwhelming presence pressed in on me from all sides. I couldn’t see anything, I couldn’t move, I could barely even wrap my head around what was happening.

And then there was light and sound and I gulped in air greedily, as if I had just been submerged in water. After a few gasps, the familiar sensations of Muffet’s surrounded me, and said owner was looking at me with a concerned expression. The room tipped as I stood up straight and I grasped at the counter to steady myself. Papyrus had a smirk on his face and I would have strangled him had he not spirited us away from a furious Alphys.

A breathless laugh escaped me as I realised that we were in Muffet’s. Muffet’s. Oh-so-far away from the former Queen of the Underground’s house and Alphys’ rage. At the thought, my stomach flipped and I rushed to the bathroom to get rid of everything I had eaten before the excursion.

I flopped onto the seat beside Papyrus when I came back, his form shaking in what I suspected to be laughter. A glass of water slid in front of me and I thanked Muffet before taking a ginger sip.

“Some shortcut,” I croaked out after a few sips. I heard his snickers and despite everything, I found myself laughing with him.

“Oh man, if I had known you had a trick up your sleeve,” I managed to say in between laughs. “You’ve gotta at least show me the pics you took after that stunt.”

He obliged, whipping out his phone with snickers as he opened his gallery. I was shown an increasingly funny series of pictures of Alphys, Chara and Asriel in varying stages of getting pied. I snickered at a particularly good shot of the moment just before the pie splattered over them, their faces all slack in surprise.

“Dearies, do you mind leaving so I can close up shop?” My head snapped up at Muffet’s exasperated voice. She was wiping a mug and I vaguely noticed how empty the place had become since we arrived. Reaching for my purse to check the time on my phone, my eyes widened as I realised I didn’t have it.

“Looking for something?” Papyrus asked as I patted myself down in some false hope that it had somehow attached itself to my body. I glanced at him and was immediately relieved to find my purse in his hand.

“Thank you!” I said, as he handed it to me. He shrugged in response as I made sure everything was inside. Grimacing at the time on my phone, I stood up to leave, prompted by the glare Muffet was sending in our direction.

I waved goodbye to the pair of them before stepping out into the warm sunlight, sore body revelling in its rays. Walking to the closest bus stop, I found myself really looking forward to the friendship dinner, ignoring the dread that came with the realisation that I would see Alphys pretty soon.

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[arichaa-ut]

THE ULTIMATE POST

Every posts I’ve made in this very post. Is it normal to do that?

Undertale

weak fanart of undyne

waterfall

METTATON THE LEGEND I LOVE HIM

green fire girl npc

tea time with Muffet

muffet and other spiders crossover

💚 💙 🩵 🧡 💛 💜

alphys and mettaton chilling

frisk and chara chilling

omori and chara chilling

chara weird aah face

KRIS WHAT A CUTIE

muffet with a phone

integrity kny style

kindness kny style

patience kny style

Demon Slayer

cute hashiras

drawing kny oc

kny oc omori style

insta woman kny style

Daki new fit

mitsuri without braids

mitsuri low quality

mitsuri high quality

tanjiro eating noodles

Omori

sweetheart’s head

sweetheart winking

Lo Zelda

riju

woman with gerudo clothes

yiga girl

Super Mario Girls

princess peach 🩷

Peach, Daisy, Rosalina and Pauline🩷💛🩵❤️

princess rosalina 🩵

Other Fandoms

doki doki girls’s heads

disgust

Other

instagram woman

more instagram woman

purple woman

3 women being besties

woman with cat eyes

short haired girl

woman with a butterfly pin

sketches of girls

girl with an outfit I saw in a blackpink’s mv

chibi girl with pigtails

Girl wearing a flowery dress

blue and purple fairy 🧚‍♀️

girl with a white dress

y2k girly

[tooti-fruiti]

THE BIRDS AND THE BEES [CHAPTER ELEVEN]

Small Talk

(Credit to the original artist because idk who it is)

After taking a shower, you found an orange hoodie and cargo pants waiting for you.

And putting your undergarments back on, you tried putting the cargo pants on, but they didn't fit.

They were too big.

So then you put on the orange hoodie.

And thankfully, that was so big that it went down to the middle of your thighs.

You walked out of the bathroom with wet hair and in an orange hoodie.

Papyrus was chewing on a lollipop stick in a black tank top and he stared at you for a good while when he saw you, his cheekbones turning a little pink (somehow).

"uh, what happened to the pants?"

"They were too big on me."

Papyrus looked up at your face and started to chuckle.

"you kind of look like a carrot."

You playfully rolled your eyes. "Okay."

Papyrus chuckled.

"your clothes are drying right now, so until they dry, you wanna sit and talk?"

You shrugged and walked down the stairs with him.

"Sure."

You two sat down on the couch together.

"Why don't we watch TV?" You asked.

Papyrus threw his head back and groaned.

"well, you can watch tv. but if you do, i'm gonna take a nap."

"Why?"

"we only have one channel down here and i hate the guy who hosts the shows on that channel."

"Ohh, gotcha." You said, setting the remote back down.

"you're not gonna watch?"

You shook your head no.

"I changed my mind."

Papyrus hummed.

"so, how'd you get down here anyway? you just trip and fall?"

"Um, yeah, exactly like that. I was playing a game of tag with my friends and I hid in the cave that leads to the underground. But then I fell down the hole."

Papyrus snorted. "and you are how old?"

"Okay, yes, I'm an adult. But it's nice to just play stupid games with your friends. And that's what I did."

Papyrus leaned back.

"so, what's it like on the surface?"

You smiled. "Well, we have weather on the surface, so it depends on what the weather's like."

Papyrus hummed. "i remember one of my friend undyne mentioned something about weather being on the surface. she's a scientist, and she does research on the surface and on the barrier."

"The barrier?" You asked.

Papyrus nodded. "there's a barrier that's keeping us trapped down here."

"Oh, I thought you guys just couldn't climb out."

Papyrus laughed. "nah, humans sealed us here underground with their magic."

"Magic? Humans don't have magic."

"sure they do. we didn't seal ourselves under here, the humans did. and it takes at least seven human souls to break the magic of the barrier. we have six so far."

"So that's why Sans was trying to capture me. For my soul?"

Papyrus nodded and took the lollipop stick out of his teeth.

"yeah, sans is part of the royal guard- er, he's going to be." Papyrus smirked.

"cause he went to captain's house, and she shut the door on him. which is reasonable, cause it was midnight."

You giggled.

"anyway. when she opened the door the next morning, she saw him still waiting there. so she decided to take him into training."

"Good for him." You said, smiling.

"yeah, but since sans technically has a job now, he's trying to get me to get one."

"I can see how that's working out."

Papyrus snorted. "damn, but you're not wrong."

"though, i was thinking i could start working at muffet's. but she'd never let me with how much i owe her."

"...How much do you owe her?"

"so much that i've lost track, toots."

You laugh before a timer goes off.

Papyrus sat up and stretched. "that means your clothes are done dryin'."

"they're in the kitchen."

"You're not going to get them?" You asker.

Papyrus winked at you. "well, they're your clothes, aren't they?"

You groaned and got up from the couch.

You walked into the kitchen to make sure your clothes were dry and they were.

You quickly put on your pants and then took off the orange hoodie.

You put your shirt back on and then you walked out of the kitchen.

You threw Papyrus's hoodie back at him and he laughed as it hit him in the face.

"so, what are you gonna do now? you gonna continue through the underground?"

You nodded as you walked up the stairs to the bathroom.

"I mean, I might as well. I should find a way out of here."

You put on your socks and shoes before walking back down the stairs.

Papyrus threw his hoodie on and lowered the hood.

"mind if i go with you? i know the underground like the back of my hand."

"Sure. But why do you wanna come?"

"cause you're funny, and i like to tease you."

You groaned as you opened the door, which made Papyrus chuckle.

[Hope you enjoyed. Stay tuned for more and have a good day]

<-Chapter Ten

[laura-the-yellow-cat]

MSA X DP: The Ultimate Enemy Chapter 17: Save their Families, Friends and Teachers from stop freezing before Exploded

They and their loved ones stare at each other for an instant, and then the Nasty Burger blows up. We see the reflection of the explosion in Danny, Sophie and Dan's eyes right before the shockwave sends him flying with the dust and rubble; then everything freezes. A clock hand traces out a blue-white circle, which resolves into child Clockwork with Two Ghosts. Smiling, the ghosts flies up to Danny, Sophie and Dan and drops a time medallion around his neck. Danny, Sophie and Dan gasps and tries to gain their balances where they floats in midair without falling, then notices Clockwork with Two Ghosts

Danny, Sophie and Dan: Clockwork?

Clockwork and Two Ghost points past Danny, past Sophie and past Dan, and they looks, then gasps happily. All of his loved ones are floating, unharmed and asleep or unconscious, in a nimbus of green light.

Danny: You saved them? I-I don't understand!

Sophie: You saved them? How did u do that?

Dan: Yeah, How?

Clockwork: [switching to adult form] The Observants look at time like they're watching a parade, one thing after another passing by in sequence right in front of them. [he gestures down at the wrecked Nasty Burger] I see the parade from above, all the twists and turns it might [switches to elderly form] or might not take. [he winks]

Ghost Past: He's right, we remember muffet, she telling about her stories

Ghost Present: Yeah

Danny: You knew all this was going to happen. All of it! [they swoop down to the rescued people] Even this part

Sophie: You know all everything was is going happen, all of it!

Dan: You do know all that was going to happen. All of it!

Clockwork: Everything's the way it's supposed to be. And here we are with you three, a fourteen-year-old children, risking everything to save the people you three care about

Danny, Sophie and Dan smiles at them

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[the-white-soul]

*He ignores Noelle's remaining lack of trust. It's obvious why, and honestly Flowey dislikes her too, so it's only fair. He directs his attention to layer, bombarding them with suggestions and questions as they get moving again, unconsciously giving Noelle and Kara that time to be alone for a moment.*

Flowey: I like the idea of fighting back, butare yo sure most monsters will be able to win against humans in a battle? Maybe with several monsters against one angry human, but even then there's circumstances where humans end up victorious.I'd be able to win, of course, but I don't know about others. That's a big risk. So everyone should travel in big groups when we recruit people.

AND we don't want go just ask nobody monsters to follow us. They won't do any help. Only strong monsters we should ask, like Undyne and Papyrus! Do to know if this Papyrus would be willing to fight the humans to death?

And if I kill a human, is it okay if I take their soul? Or take determination from it for Kara so we can override Clover! Is there a limit to how much determination a human can have? Is it bad to them in any way?

(Kara) "No offence to you but one soul is more than anyone should ever have for a prolonged period of time. Power does crazy things to people. But one soul isn't all we should get. That single injection of determination had as much determination as fifteen Frisk's!!! Remember even as a god Frisk was able to fight you off. No, we need something a bit more..."

Mo shows up, (Mo) "How about some pies."

(Kara) "Oh good one, they have bullets too."

Then Muffet and Burgerpants show up. (Muffet) "No we don't have bullets we have pies *winks*."

(Kara) "What? OHHH! I get it. The bullets are in the pies. And we can also put souls in the pies. If we pretend to surrender and go on a full out attack maybe we can defeat some of there guards."

(Noelle) "What about Clover?"

(Kara) "Well whenever this game was made it allows people to reset when they die. But what if they weren't dead, but frozen? =)"

(Noelle) "You and I both know when I do it, it could result in me passing out. I've been hiding it from you but just know the dangers. I'm doing this no matter what just wanted you to know."

(Layer) "What am I going to do?"

(Kara) "You still have one command, if you type it in you'll be put out of this world. Copy the soul value one hundred times."

(Layer) "Why not I just do more, I could easily."

(Kara) "No you couldn't, copying and pasting takes long as it is so we need to not change the values of anything to not create a glitchy mess."

(Papyrus) "I love this, I can see how I will look like with a human soul."

(Layer) "Alright Ctrl C Ctrl V. *They kept on doing it until they were booted.* See you soon."

(Kara) "Alright, who's ready for the day monsters are the strongest race."

Hundreds of monsters started cheering and then got a soul each. They all seemed to just look like themselves but seemed more powerful.

(Kara) "And now it's your turn. Now what color do you want Flowey?"

[ixloom819]

Yantale: Muffet's Route

Note: This was requested by @lazuriitti! Thank you so much for showing interest in my work *^-^*

Muffet was idly manning her tiny shop in Hotland. Nearby was a customer lamenting over the loss of Gs from buying one of her pastries. While it did bring her no little amusement, she also grew bored and slightly resentful of the attitude mirrored by all customers. Didn't they understand that there were suffering spiders in the Ruins that needed this money? So what if it costs more than most ITEMs? It isn't like the Tem Shop doesn't sell infinite gold.

Muffet's five eyes blink in surprise as a small creature walks up to her stand. They have a yellow complexion with brown hair and was wearing a blue shirt with pinkish-purple stripes.

Wait, hadn't somebody told her about a human wearing a striped shirt? One that hated spiders? That stomped on them and tore off their legs and-

Spiders crawling past Muffet's legs brought her back to reality and she noticed that... the human had bought a spider donut. She hadn't even prompted them to. They turned to her, gave her a big smile, and then went back the way they came.

(The player went back to Tem Villiage to farm more money lol)

Muffet watched in amazement at the retreating human. No one had bought a pastry without her nagging them before, especially with such friendliness. There was no way this was the human that person meant, right?

Business was nonexistent afterward, which was good since Muffet could hardly focus, mind turning back to that human. She kept wondering why they did what they did and if they'd be back. Maybe they could help her raise funds for the Ruins spiders...?

"Muffet, darling, how are you~"

Muffet turned to see the mysterious figure that had warned them about the human. "Oh yes, hello dearie. What brings you back here?"

"I just wanted to know the status of that human I warned you about."

Muffet hesitated before speaking. "There... was a human in a striped shirt that came by. But they bought a spider donut, even without me asking. There's no way that was the human you were talking about."

"Oh don't be so easily tricked darling~" the figure cooed. "Just because they have a bit of cash doesn't mean they're a good person. I told you, I saw them absolutely terrorizing some spiders. Quite the little sociopath~"

Two of Muffet's hands started fidgeting. "...You're certain?"

"Of course! And don't forget, you're also getting a very charitable reward for your services~" the figure gave a wink. "Well, I'd best be on my way. Don't disappoint me darling~"

Muffet watched the figure disappear into her den. It's strange, she swore she saw their form shifting. She had crossed it off as a trick of the eye before, but maybe this person isn't to be trusted. The human seemed nice enough...

No, she has to remember. The person did offer a lot of money, enough to get the spiders out of the Ruins. She had to stay focused.

The doubt and guilt continued to nag at Muffet and she nearly missed the human wave at her as they passed her into her den. Trying to shake off her heavy consciousness, she snuck in and watched as the human got entangled in her web.

"Ahuhuhuhu... Did you hear what they just said? They said a human wearing a striped shirt will come through. I heard they hate spiders. I heard they love to stomp on them. I heard they like to tear their legs off."

Muffet finally stepped out of the shadows, noting that the human didn't look very scared at all.

"I... don't like to think that's true," she found herself confessing. "Especially with your... enthusiastic purchase earlier. Which I do appreciate dearie~ However, that doesn't mean that you don't hate spiders, and someone offered quite a lot of money for your SOUL.

"I'm sorry."

Muffet initiated the FIGHT and quickly turned the human's SOUL purple, trapping it in her strings. To her surprise, the human started bribing her to lower the damage of her attacks. They went and got more money? That they're now spending on her again? Her doubts heightened, but she kept the battle going.

After a while, some healing ITEMs, and a lot of money, a spider crawled into the FIGHT bearing a telegram. It was from the Ruins spiders!

"They're saying they saw you and... you're a total spider fanatic! You bought so many items from their bake sale!"

Muffet's eyes locked on the human's, seeming likely to burst with excitement. "Oh, I knew it! I knew that person had the wrong human! There's no way that you are a spider hater! I'm so sorry for the trouble dearie~ I'll...."

Muffet faltered. She was going to release them and let them pass, but...

"You're just going to leave if I let you go, won't you. You're going to try to get back to the surface..."

Muffet was still for a few seconds, then let out a low chuckle before offering a small smile. "I'm sorry dearie, but I can't allow that. That person wanted your SOUL very badly and there's no telling who else they may have hired to kill you. So I'll just keep you wrapped up here~

"Besides, I'm sure you'll love it here. You'll get to stay here with me and the other spiders. You can help bake pasties, sell them, and maybe even help get the other spiders out of the Ruins! What do you say? Ahuhuhu, not like you have a choice~"

And so Muffet kept the human in her den. Most of the spiders were glad to have a new friend to hang out with that seemed to love spiders. Some, however, noticed the strange, almost possessive behavior that Muffet displayed and was slightly worried. They tried to share their concerns with Muffet, but she brushed them off.

Muffet would let the human help her out at the stand, but she soon grew jealous of how the human kindly treated the customers and became paranoid that they would try to take them away from her. So she kept them confined in the den to help bake and entertain her pet and spider friends (if her pet tried to eat the human, Muffet would give it a nice scolding.)

Note: I hadn’t realized before that buying one of Muffet’s treats voided the fight so I had to work around it 😅

[emeraldhazeidentity]

I really wanted to draw more of Wink, and this expressions meme seemed like the perfect practice.

[ashtheva]

[UNDERSWAP] Quotes For Every Character

I went ahead and wrote some character quotes for every significant character in Underswap (Including some characters who never initially had any concepts.) Hopefully whoever ends up seeing this enjoys them! Some characters will also include headcanons (Which I will explain along with their personality as you read.)

I'm going by the logic that each character retains some of their personality, while still giving off a swapped vibe.

Temmie Quotes:

“h0i!!11!1 im temmie! Temmie da t3m!!1!”

“By my temmie fwakes for 1g!!!”

"Dey totez don't hurt u!!111! :3"

“BUY. THE DAMN. FLAKES!"

"In this world, selfish desires are the only solution!"

Asgore Quotes:

“Do not fret, dear fallen, as it is I, Asgore, Caretaker of the Ruins.”

“If I may ask, do you prefer Golden Flower Tea or Sea Tea? I am not sure if you've had them before, but choose the one that sounds most interesting to you.”

"Would you like to try a piece of pie? I'm... unfortunately not the best at baking, but I try!"

“I am sorry, dear child. As the Ex-King of the Underground, I shall see if you are worthy of the outside world.”

Mad Dummy Headcanon:

Considered "silent, but deadly." Doesn't speak just like the Ruins Dummy in UT, but still attacks you.

Mad Dummy Quotes:

"..."

"..."

"... >:("

Mettablook Quotes:

“You’re a fan.. of me? That’s flattering, darling.. But I’m just a nobody..”

“Oh, my..”

“Oh, how I wish to be a star, but the dream seems so far.”

Papyrus Quotes:

“greetings, i'm a totally ordinary human being.” (When greeting you w/ Groucho Glasses)

"call me frank, and to be FRANK with you, i'm happy i saw another human today." (Still wearing groucho glasses)

"nah, i'm just pulling your leg bones." (After taking them off)

“hello, the name’s papyrus, but you can call me papyrus.”

"guess you should put more BACKBONE into it."

"i don't have the GUTS to stop smoking. heh heh."

“uh oh. i suppose you’re gonna have a rather unpleasant experience.”

“don’t worry, in the end, i still believe in you.”

“you really thought i’d just stand there and eat it up?

how naive.”

“human, don’t smoke. It’s bad for you. we skeletons have no lungs, so we do what we want, you know?”

“junior jumble is way harder than crossword, amirite?”

"you really think crossword's better, brother? un. believable."

“YOU’RE JUST SPINELESS.”

“YOU’RE DEAD MEAT.”

Sans Quotes:

“I’M SANS. THE MAGNIFICENT SANS!”

“SERIOUSLY, BRO? YOU’RE SMOKIN' AGAIN?”

"THAT STUFF'S BAD FOR YOUR LUNGS, QUIT IT!" “I’M PRETTY SANS-ATIONAL, EH?” *audible wink.*

“MWEH HEH HEH!!!"

"YOU REALLY WANNA BE MY FRIEND?"

"LISTEN, I HAVE A TON OF WORK TO DO TODAY. A SKELE-TON!"

"HEH, I GUESS YOU'RE LAZIER THAN I THOUGHT, BRO."

"PAPYRUS, YOU'VE BEEN UP ALL NIGHT. DON'T YOU THINK YOU NEED SOME REST?"

“I’LL STOP YA IN YOUR TRACKS, KID! I’M THE MAGNIFICENT SANS, AND I’LL CAPTURE YOU!”

“AND I SAID TO CAPTAIN ‘ALPH, YOU DON’T GOTTA BE SO ‘COLD BLOODED’!”

"HUMAN. TURN AROUND, AND FACE MAGNIFICENCE IN THE EYE SOCKETS!"

"i guess this is goodbye..."

"imma.. imma go home and take a nap i suppose."

Burgerpants Quotes:

“Hey there, little buddy! Care to try one of my burgers? I call ‘em smiley patties!”

“Be careful what you wish for, little buddy.”

"Once, I dreamed of becoming a famous actor.. But, I unfortunately aimed for something less ambitious, and got stuck here."

"I'm still staying hopeful though, never give up on your dreams! Stay positive!"

“Smoking? What do I look like, I run a burger shop for a stuck up robot? That's bad for your lungs, kid!"

Muffet Quotes:

“Papyrus, you gonna pay your tab soon?”

“Please, come again soon~!”

“I should introduce the both of you to my pet~”

"That's gonna be extra for the honey that you drink everyday, Papyrus!"

Asriel Headcanon:

Asriel is older than he is in Undertale.

Asriel Quotes:

“Howdy, Chara!”

“Don’t you think Alphys is so cool?”

“Let’s be friends!”

“Here, have this locket. A symbol of our friendship!”

Flowey Headcanon:

All of the Floweys are innocent and goofy, but speak normally. The Flowey replacing Bob would be named Rob, (to reference an Underswap co-host who went by "Coastrobbo") who speaks like Undertale Temmie. Each Flowey has a distinctive personality.

Flowey Quotes:

“Howdy! I’m Flowey!”

“Hoi!!11! im rob!!”

“Look, I have a sprout!! I’m such a proud parent!”

“DIE.” *insert struggling to wrap around Chara.* “Nevermind..”

Alphys Headcanon:

Alphys is often insecure about the way she looks at times, but she deals with it, it helps with intimidation. She still stutters due to having a speech impediment, not due to shyness or nervousness.

Alphys Quotes:

"Y-You'll have to try harder to beat me than t-that, human!"

"Oh my god, Mew Mew Kissy Cutie is on right now!!"

"O-Oh, that Dr. Undyne person? S-She's.. so cute!"

"Darn it! I'll keep you at bay with a ton of lightning strikes if I need to!"

"I-I'm always afraid of hurting people with my insane strength, or scaring them with the way I look..."

"I'm done hiding, I'm coming right for you, human!"

Regular / Ruins Dummy Headcanon:

Regular Dummy can speak, and fights you out of boredom rather than getting angry. They leave rather rude/snarky remarks towards Chara. Their attacks consist of boring things. (Idk, like dust particles, newspaper articles n' junk.)

Regular / Ruins Dummy Quotes:

"You really don't know how to keep a guy entertained, do ya?"

"You're boring me here, buddy.."

"I'm out, you're too boring."

"Wow, didn't see that attack coming, again."

"Are all humans this bland?"

Undyne Headcanon:

Less shy than Undertale Alphys, she more so just likes to keep to herself. She's nerdy and she likes to keep her things organized.

Undyne Quotes:

"Please, don't mess with any of my stuff, I worked hard to keep them organized."

"Hey, human! I'm Dr. Undyne, the Royal Scientist of TORIEL."

"Well my schedule is r-ruined now, hope you're happy..!"

"I installed a totally cool bomb-defuser thing on your phone, try it out!"

“Anyways, uh.. You want some soda?”

“Anime is amazing, I absolutely LOVE Mew Mew Kissy Cutie 2! I love it for it’s more mature themes!"

"

Napstaton / Napstablook Quotes:

"WHY DON'T WE GIVE THE HUMAN A TRADITIONAL WELCOME, DUDES?"

"LET'S GET THIS STREAM ON THE TRACKS!"

"REALLY NOT FEELIN' UP TO IT RIGHT NOW. SORRY."

"YOU KNOW I'M AN IMPENETRABLE ROBOT, RIGHT? HERE, I'LL JUST PRETEND YOU BEAT ME..” **DIAL UP SOUND NOISES, ERROR SCREEN.**

"SOMETIMES I LIKE TO RELAX ON THE GROUND AND LISTEN TO SAD MUSIC WHILE FEELING LIKE GARBAGE. IT'S A FAMILY TRADITION, BUT I DON'T DO IT AS OFTEN NOWADAYS."

"GET ANY QUESTIONS WRONG ON MY SURVEY, AND YOU'LL BE.. uh, eradicated? uh.. HAHA, YES, UH, ERADICATED!"

"oh.................. you flipped my switch."

"I totally feel up to it now, dudes!"

"I'll punch you with these awesome arms!"

Grillby Headcanon:

Grillby can speak, but just chooses not to. He has a Heat's Flamesman who says whatever he might be thinking on his shoulder.

Grillby Quotes:

"..."

"..."

"..."

Heat's Flamesman: "The boss thinks you should buy his food, OR ELSE!"

"...You're in debt, human. You owe me your soul."

Nice Cream Guy Headcanon:

Nice Cream Guy hates his life. He works in NTT's radio station room and does the sound work. He doesn't necessarily hate Napstaton, he just finds him obnoxious at times. He has a lisp, and is made fun of the way he says ice cream, "Nice Cream"

Nice Cream Guy Quotes:

“What do you need now, Naps..?”

“OH!!! Someone came to see me?”

“I’m always made fun of for the way I say ‘Nice Cream’, I have this dumb lisp.”

"Want some advice? Don't be like me. I gave up trying to own my own Nice Cream shop long ago, now look where I am in life."

Catty & Bratty Quotes:

"We're like.. SO hyped to capture you and stuff."

"Hi, my name's Catty, and this is my rival, Bratty!"

"Hi, my name's Bratty, and this is my rival, Catty!"

Catty: "Really, will ya stop finishing all of my.."

Bratty: "SENTENCES?! I think not!"

RG01 & RG02 Headcanon:

RG01 & RG02 own the shop dump. They resemble typical video game nerds who review Video Games (e.g. Nostalgia Critic and AVGN), they're still a couple and bicker about their favorite games.

RG01 & RG02 Quotes:

RG01: “Dude, like, we both know that Deltatale is better than Underrune!

RG02: “Really, brah? You have no taste.”

Toriel Quotes:

"My child, would you perhaps like a piece of pie?"

* Toriel stands silent as if she doesn’t want to do this, but she must.

MK Quotes:

"Yo, dude! It's me. Your best friend!"

Frisk Headcanon:

Frisk does not speak. They communicate using sign language. Frisk will stand there silently, and randomly jump scare you before everything goes black.

Frisk Quotes:

"..."

"..."

"..."

"..."

RANDOM JUMPSCARE.

Riverperson Quotes:

"Tra la la.

I heard the old song from the sea.

It was chanting towards me.

It drowned me in… darkness.

As if I have reached the bottom of the ocean.

I yelled… and I yelled.

But no one heard me."

??? Quotes:

"✋︎ ✌︎💣︎ ✌︎☠︎ ⚐︎☼︎👎︎✋︎☠︎✌︎☼︎✡︎ 👍︎✋︎❄︎✋︎☪︎☜︎☠︎📪︎ 👌︎🕆︎❄︎ 🏱︎☜︎⚐︎🏱︎☹︎☜︎ 👍︎✌︎☹︎☹︎ 💣︎☜︎ ✌︎ 💣︎✌︎☝︎✋︎👍︎✋︎✌︎☠︎📬︎"

"❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎⚐︎💣︎☜︎👎︎✋︎✌︎☠︎ ✌︎💧︎😐︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👍︎☼︎⚐︎🕈︎👎︎ ✋︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ 🕈︎✌︎☠︎❄︎☜︎👎︎ ❄︎⚐︎ ☟︎☜︎✌︎☼︎ ✌︎ ☺︎⚐︎😐︎☜︎ ✌︎👌︎⚐︎🕆︎❄︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 🏱︎☜︎☼︎✋︎⚐︎👎︎✋︎👍︎ ❄︎✌︎👌︎☹︎☜︎📬︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎✡︎ ☼︎☜︎🏱︎☹︎✋︎☜︎👎︎ ❻︎☠︎✌︎❼︎📬︎"

"👌︎☜︎🕈︎✌︎☼︎☜︎ ⚐︎☞︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 💣︎✌︎☠︎ ✋︎☠︎ ❄︎☟︎☜︎ 👌︎⚐︎✌︎❄︎📬︎"

Annoying Dog (PopcornPr1nce) Quotes:

"Bork!"

Hatsune Miku Quotes:

"Why am I even here?"

"What's an Udderwasp?"

"I am nothing more than a simulation."

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Good day deathmetalunicorn1,

How are you doing today?

I was wondering if can write some head canons of Undertale or One Piece? They can be fluffy or funny which ever you prefer. Thank you for taking your time out of your busy schedule to answer.

Yay for fluffy funny Undertale!

Attempt 1

-Sans’ grin seemed to widen, seeing you reading on the couch while Papyrus was busy in the kitchen making pasta.

-Sans slid up to you with a flirty wink, “Hey there Y/N~ I’ve got a question for you. If you’re here, who’s running heaven?”

-You glanced over at him, one eyebrow lifting, but showing no other real emotion. You were a tough cookie, one that Sans was determined to crack.

-Papyrus poked his head out, “Sans! Stop flirting with Y/N and pick up your sock!”

Attempt 2

-You were stirring a bowl of what looked to be chocolate, making brownies, looking over at your phone to read the directions that Muffet had sent you.

-Sans slid over to you, “You don’t need to make brownies for me Y/N, you’re sweet enough as it is. I think I’ve even got some cavities~”

-The spoon you had been mixing with was instantly in his mouth after you jammed it there, pouring your brownies into the pan.

-He pouted lightly that he got no reaction out of you again but did enjoy his treat.

-Attempt 3

-He spent hours scouring his phone for more pick up lines, he knew there had to be one that was going to work and finally he found the perfect one, leaping from his bed and running to see you.

-Sans slipped on his sock that he left on the stairs as you were coming up and both of you went down hard, landing at the bottom of the stairs, bruised and a bit dazed.

-You sat up first, Sans’ face in your chest which he flushed blue at before he pulled back and you gave him a smirk, making his eyes turn into stars at the sight as you spoke, “Guess you fell pretty hard for me, huh?”

-He was stunned stiff, in complete shock that you flirted back with him.

-You stood and picked him up, holding him up on your hip since he was stiff as a board and set him on the couch.

-Papyrus walked in a few moments later and he paused, “Y/N, why is my brother frozen?”

-You shrugged like you had no idea, giving Sans a smirk once his brother turned away.

[nia1sworld]

Jim, what did you prepare for your girlfriend today? Today is her birthday.

Jim: I did, and by that I meant -

Wyatt: Me! Wyatt Collymore, and I made a wonderful gift for Jim to give out for Hellish Muffet

Wyatt: A wonderful, DONUT DRESS!!

Jim: hehe, yeah. A donut dress, a wonderful gift for her

Wyatt: *Winks* Thank me later or now

[lukas-clost]

Guys, guys, guys! Holy shit, you guys!

I think I just wrote the most amazing thing I have ever written in like, ever. Like, omg, I am gushing and squealing and giggling over this little thing that I have written, like, I am filled with so much love and adoration and pride over this thing that I have written, like, I am kicking my legs and smiling so much and thinking only about this thing that I have written, like, I have shamelessly re-read it so many times because I am that in love with the thing that I have written, oh my gosh!

And I really really really want to share it cause it's got me so happy and I want it to make other people happy - or feel something - too! I'm not supposed to, it's supposedly spoilers for the fanfic that I'm writing, but honestly? Fuck that! By the time I post the chapter that it's related to, this'll hopefully be lost somewhere in my blog, so here it is! :D

Warnings for swearing and suggestive thoughts

Underswap Papyrus/OC for context

Fuck

Papyrus had always hated ceremonies and long procedures with even longer speeches. He hated having to sit and wait to get his PhD, he hated having to sit through thirty something people making the same pledge over and over again to support Alphys and his bro. He understood it was a necessary formality, but he had sworn, after taking pictures with Sans after the whole thing, that he would never go to a ceremony again. Especially if it involved the police.

And yet, when Kate asked him if he would come, when she invited him to her own ceremony, he found that he couldn't say no.

Sitting on the plastic chairs in the chill of December as they waited for the function to begin, reminded him why he hated these things again. And then the recruits came on and his eye lights whizzed across the stage in search of her. He watched her light up when she saw his little group and he sent her a wink in greeting. She could only smile in response, but it was enough to warm his bones.

He would have loved if they had sat closer to the front, but those seats were reserved for actual officers, and he may have been a bit late. Only to avoid the wait time though. Then the pledges started and he was reminded of why he didn't like these things again.

By the time it was Kate's turn—she was literally the last one, good grief—Pap was just about ready to leave, but then she took her pledge and a smile grew on his face. She was officially a cop and he felt kinda proud of her. When it was finally over, Undyne coaxed him from his seat to get to Sans and the others. Kate didn't take her time to get to them either.

As she neared, excited grin on her face, new badge gripped in her hand and uniform hugging her body, all he could think of was how good she looked. And not in the cool way his brother looked wearing the same uniform, or how Alphys managed to make herself look scary in the issued navy blue, but different. She looked good good. Hot.

Fuck.

Thank goodness he stuffed his pockets with lollipops, or he might be caught shaking like a leaf. Alphys was the first to get to her with a congratulatory noogie. She didn't protest, too giddy to. Undyne stopped her from falling, with her own congratulations in mind. Flynn came over with treats from Muffet—he didn't understand why she hadn't given them to him. He had literally been there that morning lamenting the fact that he had to go. He bit his lollipop; not enough to break it, but enough to abate his annoyance.

His bro was next, spinning her in an excited hug. She was smiling and giggling and maybe if he didn't have a lolly in his mouth, his own smile would have been more apparent.

Someone commented how she looked good and he bit his lollipop harder; he would have loved to be the one to say that. She spun around to a chorus of whistles from Alphys and Undyne. He couldn't help but notice the cuffs hanging from her belt and wondered if she knew how to use them.

Fuck.

He scratched at his chest and got out a new lolly—the other one was just about done anyway—and then she turned to him, with her imploring brown eyes and her soft smile and-

"Pap?" It was cold. It made sense to shiver, right?

"What do you think?"

What did he think? What did he think? He could barely think at all right now, if he was being honest. If he was being really honest, he was thinking about a lot of things right now. Like why Muffet chose Flynn to deliver her treats, why he hadn't shown up a little earlier so he could sit closer to the front, why she looked so damn good in that uniform of hers.

Fuck.

He scratched at his chest again and shrugged. "Congrats, Kate."

Geez, is that really all he could say? He wished he hadn't shown up, if only to avoid the fall in her expression at his words. Leave it to him to come up with the single most bland response known to mankind. Gaw, he couldn't say what he was actually thinking out loud. At least, not with the otakus and his brother right next to him. Not with her right there.

"That's officer Kate to you." Yeah, no. He would enjoy saying that too much.

"Uh oh, you gonna arrest me?" Joke, tease, anything to light her up again.

She snorted—success—before waving his remark off with her hand. He caught a whiff of her perfume—sweet, mellow, familiar. He could melt surrounded by that scent.

Focus! Geez, he's in public.

"Nah. That's reserved for actual criminals. Unless..." Her stance became less amused and more suggestive? He did not like where this was going. He shifted on his feet. "Have you been a naughty boy, Papyrus?"

Fuck!

Puns, he could tolerate, her poor attempt at jokes, he could entertain. Hell, he appreciated a well timed 'that's what she said,' but this? Sexual innuendos dressed in that damn all uniform. With her braids—they were done really well; he had to say something about that later—tied in a low ponytail and the cuffs glinting by her side. Did she even know? Did she even mean it (he really hoped that she did)? And what the fuck was up with her expression? It took everything within him not to turn around and let her lock him up. Oh, he would like that. He would like that a lot.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

He bit through his lollipop and he didn't miss the amused looks on Undyne and his bro's faces, but it was Alphys—of all people—who was his saving grace. She said something about getting smashed at her place to celebrate not being able to do that again and Kate's attention—and that damned expression—was gratefully shifted.

He could go for a couple drinks himself, if he was being honest.

If he was being really honest, the only thing he wanted to get smashed by right now was Kate.

Fuck!

[itsladykit]

Well. I wasn’t quite able to finish @deck-of-dragons‘s present in time, but here’s a little teaser. (Not due to lack of trying, mind you--this gift fic has just stretched into a 10,000 word monster that I lost control of about 6000 words back).

I’m hoping it’ll be ready for you tomorrow, Deck. But here’s something to whet your appetite in the meantime.

This piece is pretty tame, but the full piece is explicit dark fic. That will be fully tagged, but no warnings apply to this piece except some vague references to slavery and murder.

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Rus would never really know what happened. Maybe the machine malfunctioned. Maybe he punched in the wrong code. Either way, instead of Undertale, he found himself transported to a universe he wasn’t familiar with.

The machine wasn’t in Snowdin, wasn’t in any version of the brothers’ basement. It was still in Hotland, still in the hidden laboratory. And when he stumbled out, looking for help, he was snatched up by a sympathetic seeming Knight-Knight.

Things went downhill quickly after that.

A mana dampener was snapped around his neck before he could so much as think of teleporting away, and a nightmarish version of Napstaton—Mettaton?—purred over his pearly white bones. He kept expecting someone—Blue or Sans or Alphys, hell even Red—to appear, to save him.

But nobody came.

Just as real panic was starting to set in, a Spider monster that bore a striking resemblance to his Muffet came to pick him up. Relief washed over him. Muffet was a friend of his. A close friend. Surely, she couldn’t be that different from one universe to the next. And this Muffet, shorter and more curvaceous than his, didn’t look Fell at all. Her hair was festooned with ribbons, and she walked with a little bounce in her step that reminded him of Blue. And her smile when she saw him was all gentle reassurance. “Oh, dearie~. What a mess you’ve gotten yourself into, ahuhuhu. Don’t worry. We’ll get you straightened out soon enough.”

She led him through the back alleys of Hotland, and any lingering fears he had were assuaged when she brought him to her bakery, decorated lushly in shades of pink and purple. She plied him with spider donuts and cinnamon skulls—?!—and assured him that he’d be safe here, with her. “When I heard what that robot and his cohorts had found, I simply had to go get you. I hope they weren’t too rough…?”

He was busy shoving a cinnamon skull into his mouth when she asked—he hadn’t eaten since before he’d landed in this ‘verse, and his soul howled with hunger—but he washed it down with tea, scrubbing the frosting from his face as he said, “well. they weren’t—“ He cleared his throat, trying to keep from squeaking. “let’s just say i’d rather not go back, okay?”

She giggled. “Understandable. Don’t worry, dearie. I’m certain we can keep you safe here.” She eyed the donut still on his plate. “Don’t let me interrupt—I do love a man who enjoys my cooking.” He obeyed but ate more slowly now—less like a half-starved animal. She introduced herself more formally, then laughed when he told her his name. “Oh, dearie~. You tease! Really, now, what’s your name?”

So, he offered his nickname instead, and she seemed to accept that, sipping her tea. She hummed, stirring sugar into her tea. “Papyrus will be so happy to have a companion,” she said, patting his knee. “He’s been so lonely.”

His sockets widened. “papyrus is—he lives here? with you?”

He couldn’t believe his good luck! A friendly face and one of his own alternates under the same roof. Stars, he’d be home by dinner time, so long as his alternate knew where to get parts for the machine.

Muffet, somehow, misread his elation. “Don’t worry, dearie. I know he has a bit of a reputation, but he’s got a soft spot for sweet-pieces.” She winked. “It’s gotten him into trouble in the past.” She patted his knee again. “He’s a little rough around the edges, but I’m sure he’ll warm up to you in no time.”

He blinked, and his soul dropped. Of course his luck wouldn’t be that good. Considering Muffet was in Hotland, this looked to be a non-Swapped Fellverse. He shouldn’t be surprised that this version of himself would be an uptight asshole like Edge. Still, he would need his help, and even if he didn’t like Edge, he knew the edgelord wasn’t the type of skeleton to just leave one of his alternates in peril. This Papyrus couldn’t be any worse.

He forced a smile. “hey, i can be charming! i’ll have him eating out of my hand in no time.” He’d yet to succeed with the edgelord but never mind that.

She smiled over her teacup. “I like your confidence.” A bell tinkled from the bakery’s front entrance, and she winked. “Here’s your chance.”

He blinked, and before he could gather himself, a skeleton walked into the bakery’s kitchen and went over to the sink. He was—

Rus swallowed. He was washing the dust off his hands. “Job’s done, boss. Ya wan’—“ He turned and fell silent, but not for long. “What the fuck is—?”

“He’s really more of a ‘who’,” Muffet said, stirring her tea. “He says his name is Rus.”

The Papyrus shook his head. “No. Hell no. I don’ know what the fuck ya think yer doin’, but I ain’t havin’ any part ‘a this.” He gestured to the two of them, scowling.

She didn’t seem bothered by his outburst. If anything, she seemed amused. “There’s blood on your face, dearie.” He blinked, then touched his cheek, and when he saw the blood staining his phalanges, he swore again and used a dishtowel to wipe it away. “Why don’t you get cleaned up, and we can all have dinner together?”

“That what he’s for?” the Papyrus asked, still glaring. “Ya gonna eat ‘im?”

“Don’t be ridiculous—I’m not going to eat him! How absurd. And you are being inexcusably rude to our guest. I think you should apologize.”

“Yeah, well, I think you should send ‘im back ta whatever auction house ya bought him from. Fuck’s sake—ya don’ even like sweet-pieces! Whaddaya wan’ with ‘im anyway?”

“I can think of a few uses for him….” She squeezed his knee and offered a flirtatious smile. “Is that the issue? Are you jealous?”

Papyrus stared at Rus, and Rus could feel his sins crawling on his back. He swallowed and tried to think of something to say to this version of himself. But the words died in his throat. This Papyrus was taller even than him, and he was broad at the shoulder, with thick bones that bespoke his strength. Even without the spiderweb of cracks across his socket—the dead eyelight—and the positively menacing projections pouring off him, he would have been intimidating. As it was, Rus could barely hold his head up as he looked him up and down.

A sudden Check caused Rus to wince. The other Papyrus scoffed. “Hope yer not planning on playing too rough with ‘im. Only got 5HP. Ain’t gonna be up ta yer usual games.” Something flickered in his eyelight, and his brow-bones furrowed.

She just took another sip of tea. “Don’t be ridiculous, dearie. I still have you, don’t I?”

He scoffed and turned away. “Not tanight ya don’—‘m headed out.”

“Really, now, Papyrus. There’s no need to be jealous. I’m perfectly willing to share~.”

“Not in’erested,” he said, storming down the hall and into their living quarters.

Muffet grinned at him. “Well,” she said, smoothing out her apron. “That went better than expected.”

He swallowed. Hard.

[leonaacorn-simping]

has muffet sent you any spicy pics yet?? wink wink. or has it been the other way around

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