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just-let-me-adore-you · 1 year ago

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Lover |H.S|

Part 1: The Golden Opportunity

Description: Her mother has cancer, she dropped out of college to get a job just to barely scrape up enough money to pay for her mother's treatments. But, when Blaire Pascoe gets a once in a lifetime opportunity to become a member in Harry's band. An opportunity that will change her life forever. Both good and bad.

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Warnings

•mild swearing

•alcohol consumption

•smoking

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Important Characters

•Blaire Pascoe (Taylor Swift/Her Rep Era) ⬇️⬇️

•Harry Styles (Himself HS1 Era)

•Talia Lane (idk whoever this is)

•Dylan Lane (whoever this is)

•Andrea Pascoe (Taylor Swift's Mother/Andrea Swift [the one on the left])

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Hate to start off with an a.n but...Yes I know that the MC is Taylor Swift . . . But this is basically pre famous Taylor only it takes place in 2017. (Idk if that makes sense or not?) This will be a series idk how long it'll be but expect it to be long(I enjoy writing long stories so that's why I say that) Anyways, thank you for taking the time out of your day to read this story! :)

All the love, Skye

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August 25th 2017

[Blaire's P.O.V.]

I hummed to the beat of Hello by Adele, as I wiped down the crumb covered booth.

I quietly began singing the words, "So, hello from the other side. I must've called a thousand times, to tell you I'm sorry for breaking your heart, but it don't matter it clearly doesn't tear you apart." Suddenly I was cut off by the sound of the restaurant door swinging open, told me that I had a customer.

"Someone will be with you in a minute!" I called, quickening the speed I cleaned the booth. Once I finished wiping the booth I rushed into the back where the rest of the workers mingled. "Hey, can someone take orders for me? I've gotta' finish wiping the booths." I spoke, I got no response and heavily sighed, "Hey, can someone please go take orders!" I shouted making everyone fall silent.

"Yeh, sure, no problem." Deb said, briskly walking past me. Deb and I had a few things in common. First thing: We were both fed up with the working environment here. Second thing: We only stayed in this crappy environment so we could get some sort of income. Although my reasoning was deeper than hers. I needed an income so I could pay for my mother's cancer treatments. She had been diagnosed during my second year of college and I had to drop out, which ultimately led me to getting a job as a waitress here at Jonny's Inn.

I also had a side hustle which was a guitarist and back vocalist in a not so well known band. The band was made up of five people including me, my best friend Talia and her brother Dylan. Her and I had been friends since the first grade, she was basically my sister and a daughter to my mother.

"Blaire! We need you in the kitchen!" I heard someone yell. I mentally screamed, briskly walking over to the kitchen I saw what could be dubbed as 'organized chaos' unfolding right before me. Gill our newest worker struggled to get the oven turned on.

"It won't work." He informed me.

"I can see that." I spoke furrowing my brows. I walked closer to the oven and motioned for him to step aside. I pushed down on the knob and twisted it, but it wouldn't budge. I groaned out of frustration, "Gill, go and get me the olive oil?" He disappeared out of the corner of my eye and returned moments later with the olive oil. I took it from him and sprayed it onto the knob. I twisted the knob and just like that it moved. "Ta-da!" I say, he gave me a small smile.

"Th-thank you. I was scared you'd be upset since I know you're busy right now." He spoke, I gave him a warm smile.

"I try to be nice to the newcomers. This place can get kinda' hectic." I walked off to return to my boring job of wiping down the booths. Once in the dining area I began wiping down another table.

[Harry's P.O.V.]

I mindlessly sat in the booth waiting for Mitch and Sarah to show up. I sat back with my arms folded and watched a tall, stunning, beautiful blonde woman walk out of the kitchen. She held cleaning supplies in her hands, she began wiping down the booth in front of me. I was too entranced in watching her to realize Mitch and Sarah had taken a seat across from me.

"Harry, hey instead of staring why doncha' go talk to her?" Mitch spoke, I snapped back to reality and smiled at the two of them.

"How was the ride here?" I ask, my eyes flicking towards the woman once more before I forced myself to focus on the two people who sat in front of me.

"Good, although Sarah almost killed us on the way here." She elbowed his side and gave him a side eye. "See she even wants to kill me right now. Harry you gotta' save me." He joked.

"Do you wanna' end up on the couch tonight, Mitch?" Sarah questioned him. He gave her a small smile, followed by a kiss to the cheek.

My attention was brought to the warm voice of the same woman, "Hello, my name is Blaire and I'll be your waiter for tonight. So, what can I get you guys for drinks?" I was mesmerized by the way her lips moved around every word she spoke. The way her voice was sounded both warming and calming.

"Um, I'll get a water, please." I spoke, fidgeting with my rings under the table. After Mitch and Sarah ordered their drinks she walked away, I couldn't help but stare as her hips swayed side to side.

"Harry, Sarah was trying to tell you something." Mitch spoke, I nodded my head and hesitantly looked away from the woman and to Sarah. Her face held a knowing look.

"Give her your number, you never know what could happen." I pursed my lips in thought.

"I'll take you up on that one, Sarah." I smirked.

[Blaire's P.O.V.]

My shift was almost over, I had about ten minutes left. I made my way out into the dining area and over to the booth that I'd been catering to. The booth that a gorgeous looking British man sat at. I didn't think it was possible to catch feelings for someone so quickly but I guess I was wrong.

I stood by the booth and seen their plates were empty "Alright, are you guys all set for tonight?" The man with the British accent shook his head yes. I smiled, "Great, I'll be right back with your bill." I spoke walking off where I grabbed their bill I then walked back to the booth and handed the bill to the man. Just for a split second our fingers brushed against one another causing a certain static to course through me. I walked away and went back into the kitchen. I found Deb standing alone sipping her decaf coffee. She was well into her sixties which made me confused as to why she wasn't drinking caffeinated coffee. She smiled and made her way towards me.

"Psst, just figured I'd let you know that I seen that guy you were waiting give you the heart eyes all the way from over here." She whispered, before walking out into the dining area. I followed behind figuring by now the man and his friends would have paid. Sure enough I found the crisp paper bills inside of the billfold along with a folded up napkin. I furrowed my brows together and unraveled the napkin, much to my surprise there was a number written on it along with sloppy cursive scribbled below it: 'This is my number, text me when you get the chance.'

I smiled even wider, "Deb!" I exclaimed. She hurriedly made her way over to me. Her hand flew up to her mouth as she read the note.

"You seriously should text that man, this is like something out of a romance movie." I knitted my brows together, "Ya' know like how the man falls for the waitress and he writes his number on the napkin and they just fall in love." I chuckled.

"Oh, yeah like that'll happen. Please, the only thing men want me for is my body." I stated, my hand on my hip.

"How will you know if you don't give 'em a shot?" I looked down at the note and back up to Deb. I took her words into consideration and thought and thought some more.

"Fuck it. I'm gonna' do it, I mean what's the worst that could happen? We hook up? I mean, that's nothing new." I chuckled, pulling my phone from my pocket. I typed the number into my contacts and then began typing a message.

To Unknown: Hey this is Blaire, the waitress from Jonny's Inn. Um, well as you can tell I got the note. And I'm doing what you asked so did you want something or what?

From Unknown: Hey, it's Harry but, I just- honestly I think you're very beautiful.

To Harry: Oh, wow thank you. So I take it you like to be straight forward and to the point?

From Harry: Eh, I try to be.

To Harry: Nice, but also what's your full name?

From Harry: Uh, Harry Styles.

To Harry: Okay well I need to let you go. My shift ends soon, thank you though.

From Harry: You're welcome, get home safe.

I shoved my phone into my pocket and saw Deb's face that now held a wide grin like mine was.

"So?" She nudged me in the side. I chuckled.

"He seems nice, that's all." I say, my smile diminished.

"Well, as long as he's nice. So, how's the band been doing? You have any gigs comin' up?"

"Eh, we've been doing the uche. We have a gig in like three days at the local bar so that's somethin'."

She nodded her head, "Alright well I won't hold you here any longer than you gotta' be. Have a nice night, Blaire."

"Thanks you too!" I exclaimed as I strolled towards the back where I kept all of my belongings. I grabbed my purse and unlocked my car. And with that my day at the restaurant had ended.

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I walked into my apartment and saw my mother sitting at the dining table next to the window holding a freshly lit cigarette to her lips.

"Ma', I told you that smoking isn't good for you." I huffed, taking my jacket off. She waved me off as she blew out a puff of smoke.

"How was your shift?" She asks, I shrugged my shoulders.

"So, so. I made a bit in tips but it's no where near enough to pay for your treatments though."

"Well, get some better customers." She joked, I gave her a small smile.

"The band and I have a gig in a few days, so hopefully I get some money from that." She nodded her head slightly, before putting out the cigarette.

"Well, I'm gonna' get some shut eye. I'll see you in the morning."

"Alright, I love you, night." I say making my way into the kitchen to eat some of the leftover meatloaf my mom had made I'm assuming tonight.

August 27th 2017

[Blarie's P.O.V.]

I hadn't forgotten about Harry over the course of the two passing days. Which was odd enough considering we hadn't talked at all either. There was just something about him, like an air of mystery. But moving on, today was my bands gig, we were playing at the local bar and I couldn't wait. I loved nothing more than to be able to strum my heart out to the beat of the song while singing some backing vocals for Talia. We hadn't gone as far as writing our own songs though, we only do covers of songs. I'd been pushing for us to make our own but not all of us agreed on it. So, I eventually just stopped pushing for that idea.

"Blaire!" Dylan called, I turned around and saw him standing with his drum sticks in his hand.

"Yeah?"

"Have you seen Talia? I called her a bit ago but she didn't pick up." He spoke, pulling at his hair. It was something he'd always done when he was nervous. I shook my head no. I looked down at my watch and saw we still had a solid hour before we started.

"Dylan, chill out we've still got like an hour before we go on."

"I know but she's our lead singer, we kinda' need her."

"Dude, I'm sure she's on her way. Just chillax'."

"But what if she forgot?"

"I highly doubt that." He let out a sigh and plopped down on the couch.

"Hey, guys sorry I was running late, traffic was horrible." Talia's cheerful tone sounded as she made her way into the room.

"See, I told you." I say, looking at Dylan. He looked visibly relaxed at the sight of his sister.

"Oh, thank God you're here." He spoke, rising from the seat and wrapping his sister into a quick hug.

"Yep, I'm here," she spoke, "So, are we all gonna' warm up together or individually?" She asked, eyeing Dylan's guitar. I gave her a shrug, Dylan did the same.

"Okay, well let's go get Clara and Jake." She spoke, already halfway through the room by the time she'd said it. Dylan and I followed closely behind, chatting amongst ourselves as we did. We walked into another room and I immediately wanted to turn right back around the second I saw Clara and Jake making out on the couch.

Honestly, being in the band with two people who were a couple kinda' got in the way of our bond as a band. For one, there has been too many times to count that Clara and Jake have been way too flirty while performing. And it just makes us look less like a band and more like a I don't even know. I'm not saying that Clara and Jake shouldn't be in the band but, they could at least tone it down a bit. Like I get that y'all are in love but save that crap for when you're not in public, please.

I groaned as I rubbed my temples, "Really?"

"Oh, shut up Blaire you're just jealous that you don't have a boyfriend anymore." I fought off the urge to fly off the handle at Clara's words. Ever since I'd opened up to the band about my rocky past with guys and past relationships Clara just for whatever reason would not let it go. Like at all. She always made subtle comments about me not having a boyfriend. And honestly I didn't care that I was single I'd chosen to just not date anyone for a while. It just lessened my chances of getting my heart broken. Again.

"Oh, c'mon really? Is this seriously necessary right now?" Talia spoke, glaring at Clara. Static silence filled the room as the tension rose between us. I sucked in a breath and subconsciously held it.

"Whatever, neither one of you can take a joke." Clara snapped as she stormed out of the room Jake in tow. I rolled my eyes at her actions.

"To me it didn't sound like a f*cking joke!" Dylan screamed. I stared at him, wide-eyed due to his actions. He hardly ever screamed normally when he did it was because he was excited. He's the kind of person you'd want in an emergency situation. He's calm, chill, and laid-back.

"Dyl, hey calm down." Talia spoke softly, her hand rested on his shoulder as she gave it a tight squeeze.

"No! Because of her this band is falling apart!"He screamed again, I blew out a long breath.

"Here we'll just give you a minute. I'll go talk to Clara-"

"No, let it be. It won't do any good, if anything it'll just stroke her damned ego." He spat as he began pacing back and forth combing his fingers through his blonde locks.

"Dylan, calm down, please. This always happens before a show." Talia spoke in a soothing tone. It did no use though.

"Just leave me alone for right now. I'm done dealing with this sh*t! Blaire doesn't deserve it!"

"Dylan, it's fine." I lied right through my teeth. I knew it wasn't right. We were a band and as one we should act like one.

"Blaire, it's not fine, and you know it's not." The room fell silent before Dylan spoke again. "Just give me some time." Talia and I left the room to find no sight of Clara or Jake.

"Are you sh*tting me right now?" Talia cursed, her chest rose slowly as she took a deep breath in.

"Whatever I'm not waiting on them, we need to start practicing." I say, taking a seat on the stool and grabbing my guitar from it's stand.

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[Harry's P.O.V.]

Sarah and I walked into the bar with a high Mitch in tow. The sound of loud chatter and infrequent guitar strums filled my ears as we mavuvered our way through the crowd of people. I took a seat at one of the bar stools setting beside some blonde woman. I studied her features, she had striking sea green eyes and a small nose to top it off. She gave me a warm smile, "What's your name?"

"Uh, Harry, your's?"

"Edaline."

"Pretty, you come here often or no?"

"Mm, depends. Normally I don't meet guys quite as good looking as you." She batted her eye lashes.

"Ah, well these are my friends Mitch and Sarah." I say leaning back some so she could get a view of them. Sarah waved hello as Mitch gave her a thumbs up. In my opinion he should've just stayed at the hotel, but he insisted he wasn't high when it was clearly obvious he was.

She gave me a quick nod before turning her head to the stage that was illuminated by bright blue strobe lights.

"I didn't know there was anyone playing tonight, did you?" I ask, Edaline gave me a quick no. I waved the bartender over and ordered four shots of tequila and four waters.

The voice of a woman drew my attention to the stage, there stood an average sized woman with short curly auburn hair. She stood in front mic as she spoke.

"Hello, my name's Talia Lane and I'm in a band called, 'Twentydust'. Uh, we've been a band for about threeish years. Um, here's my brother Dylan Lane," a tall blonde man walked out on stage and sitting behind a set of drums, "This is our keyboardist Clara, and our bassist Jake." She introduced them, I turned my head to look at Sarah she was too entranced with the band to even notice. I turned my attention back to the stage, "And last but not least, our guitarist and back vocalist, Blaire Pascoe." My heart plummeted to my feet at the sight of her. It was the same woman from the restaurant. "The first song we'll be performing tonight is a cover of Shape of You. We hope you enjoy it just as much as we will."

"Holy shit, Harry that's that girl from the restaurant!" Mitch spoke before downing his shot.

"Yeh, I know." I say fighting off a grin. I covered up the grin by taking the shot of tequila followed by a swig of water.

The beginning notes of the song began playing and I couldn't take my eyes off of Blaire. She looked so effortless, as she sat atop the barstool with her guitar slung over her shoulders. I was stunned at how beautiful the lead singers voice was. Without thinking I hopped off the barstool and shoved my way through the crowd towards the front of the stage. That's when she saw me, her eyebrows furrowed together. I could've sworn I saw her smile, but I was probably just imagining things.

I watched in utter satisfaction and amazement at how she played the guitar and her voice was just on a different level. I don't understand why she wasn't the lead vocalist. The song ended and I watched as she leaned in towards her mic.

"Hello everyone!" She received a chorus of hellos back, "The next song we'll be covering is Rolling In The Deep by the one and only Adele." I felt a small smile creep onto my face. I watched as she gave the band a que before she began strumming the beginning notes. She was absolutely gorgeous, in every sense.

[Blaire's P.O.V.]

The adrenaline rush was real at this point...for one I was performing in front of quite a bit of people. And secondly, Harry just so happened to be here. To be honest I was in shock when I saw him at the front of the stage. The charming smile he gave, the way the strobe lights illuminated his face, exaggerating his features. It was kinda hot, but I'd made a promise to myself a few years back that I would just take a break from dating. And I really wasn't the type to break a promise with anyone or myself.

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The gig had ended and the band and I headed back stage. I pushed the door open and walked over to my guitar case and carefully set my guitar in it.

"Well, we did awesome!" Dylan cheered, as he fisted the air.

"Yeah we really did, and Blaire you nailed that one guitar solo." Talia spoke, shooting me a smile. I smiled back as I swung my guitar case strap over my shoulder.

"Thanks, but I really need to get going. My mom hasn't been doing the best lately so-"

"C'mere, you look like you need a hug." Dylan interrupted me, I smiled and walked up to him wrapping my arms around his toned waist.

"Thanks," I say, he let go of me and I stepped back. Honestly I think I'd always had the tiniest bit of a crush on him. But I knew better than to let it affect mine and Talia's friendship so I just learned to ignore the small little butterflies I got whenever he said my name. Plus, I would hate to ruin the friendship him and I had.

"Alright well, you have a good night Blaire. Call if you need anything!" He called as I was walking out the door. I smiled slightly, making my way down the hall and into the main lobby where a crowd still stood. I maneuvered my way through the mob and opened the exit doors.

"Hey, uh can we talk for a minute?" I jumped slightly at the voice as I turned around and saw Harry. He stood leaned against the stone exterior, his leg crossed over the other. I stood frozen in shock, a small chuckle escaped his mouth. My eyes caught a glimpse of two other people behind him, the same two from the restaurant. One of which looked utterly stoned.

"Um, okay?" I forced out, he pushed himself off the wall and stood a few feet in front of me.

"Look, this is gonna' sound really random but I need another guitarist and you're literally bloody insane! My team and I have been looking high and low for a guitarist but I think I may have just found one?"

I stood more in shock than I had been, "Y-you're in a band too!?"

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Hey, so I hope you like it!

Have a great day/night!

Skye.

#harry styles #haylor #fanfic #harry styles fanfiction #romance #harry edward styles #taylor swift

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rivthewriter · 1 year ago

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For the WIP ask game, I'm really intrigued by "The land of the tender incident" (sounds like TGFC and HuaLian?? Maybe smut?!) and "The Untold Story".

Please enlighten me as to what these are about 😍🙏🏼😊

Hi hi! I'm so glad you chose these two! And thank you for asking! I completely forgot The Land Of The Tender Incident was listed in there tbh, and no worries of getting the name mixed up (I saw your other ask <3) I do that too, especially with the titles of my own works. it is indeed tgcf but, instead of hualian, its Mu Qing and Feng Xin, because im a little goober who loves the 'angsty cat type guy falls for the dog type guy he keeps hissing at' tropes, its not written too far, in all honesty idk if it'll ever even see the light of day (and it def wont remain that title. its just titled that so i remember what fandom its from lmao) But its around post tgcf, where the two of them have to investigate claims of some form of unrest just within the boundaries of both of their domains, They're arguing the *whole time* and end up not paying attention to whats going on around them (cuz they're too busy butting heads), and MQ ends up accidentally disturbing the beginning blooms of the land of tender, and it sends this, pollen/scent into the air (as it does) and the rest goes on from there >:3 The event leads MQ to accidentally letting it slip that just maybe he liked FX for quite a long time but always had a hard time accepting it or showing it because their rivalry was.. *fun* for him. They both knew how to get under eachother's skin after all.. and hey, even though they fight all the time they did seem to get along besides it.. for the most part.. I'm unsure if i want the smut to be during that incident or shortly after because i want to milk the angst and frustration aspect of it >:3 If i had to give a sneak peek.. well I leave you with this short section (which one day may be slightly adjusted since i wrote this at like. 4 am):

"...His Highness dealt with this before and made it through it without doing anything too.. strange.. you can make it through this too" Feng Xin replied, glancing at the other martial god, the light was starting to go down, casting shadows into the run-down building, they were lucky to have found it... despite the circumstances.

"He stabbed himself in the stomach with a sword to keep himself from breaking his cultivation. I'm not about to do that. My cultivation matters but for fucks sake I'm not that insa-" Mu Qing got cut off by a sharp shudder running through him "Insane." he finished, gritting his teeth.

And onto A Tale Untold! <3 A Tale Untold is a wip for Fragile Dreams, which is an older wii game that not many people know about. It takes place after the story of the game, years down the road, when Seto, the protagonist, stumbles upon a man suspended in a preservation tank, he then manages to release the man, and discovered that this stranger has no memory of how he got in there, why, or even what his name was. So, he dubbed the stranger 'Starling' and promised to help him recover his past. Chapter one is up on my ao3 (thankfully i beat the writers block for that chapter) and chapter two is in the works, its a sorta fix-it future fic where i decided "yknow what. this character didnt need to die in canon. im bringing him back and no one can stop me" I will say, this one is one of my favorites to just, sit down and brainstorm for. though if you ask my friends on discord you will find that I've had like, thorough discussions about "is this ethical? what about this? does the science behind this make any sense?" as if this isn't just a silly goofy fanfic im writing for the hell of it lmao

And i will give you a small sneak peek at chapter two! (and of course, it is subject to change, im constantly rewriting my stuff) :

Starling’s behavior stressed Seto out beyond measure, he was constantly worried Starling would fall and injure himself, or come face to face with some rabid, stray animal. But stress wasn’t the only feeling that had been bubbling in Seto. An odd sense of familiarity was building, each time he would chance a glance at Starling he would see a familiar flash of a multi-color coat, a yellow scarf.. It would make Seto pause for a moment, chest tightening. He didn’t really know why Starling reminded him of the friend he had forgotten.. The one who gave him the ring he couldn't bear to part with for even a second. Perhaps it was their happy-go-lucky natures that seemed similar.. Or their thrill-seeking behavior.. Starling and Crow were just.. *so* similar.

#rivrambles #rivthewriter #riv'sfanfics #riv's inbox!#ao3 #wip ask game

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confuzzledcomet · 4 years ago

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I was sketching and decided to do some random stuff surrounding my AU, Undersurge!

This next information will be directly ripped from my notes taken on my phone, it may be changed as the AU develops-

• Idk if the human would really fight against the monsters in this au as the monsters have no reason to fight them and are busy fighting the Umbri

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• Maybe you fight the Umbri but you still have the choice to resolve things peacefully(pacifist)

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However that leads to conficts as the villagers don't agree with your method (due to these having killed many of them)

• Umbre (plural- umbri) (based off word "Umbra" defined as "the fully shaded inner region of a shadow cast by an opaque object, especially the area on the earth or moon experiencing the total phase of an eclipse")

• The barrier is held up by the magic of the Umbri who were planted by the humans who created the barrier to further ensure their safety against monsters

• The Umbri do not awaken right away, but soon into the construction of the underground when people are settling into their preferred places(the ruins may be finished, IDK yet I need to go back and read some UT stuff again-). Signs of this still remain as you can see the starts of some structures- not many though.

• Most live in tents, easy to construct and take down if needed after years of doing so

(Below section of debated notes by Gaster ↓)

Notes on the Umbri (as those ancient carvings seem to call them):

-Umbri attacks are unpredictable

-They don't seem to attack large groups often, but may do so on occasion (Maybe provoked? Perhaps there's a trigger?)

-The masks and markings seem to deter them as well

-It is recommended have proper attire and company if you leave your base

• Gaster is killed by an Umbre tho

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• Their markings are like- permanent mud masks made from the soil the Umbri rose from mixed with their monster magic-- that was a weird way to explain huh . ,.

• The masks and mud markings (should I give those a name- meh I'm lazy) were both ideas credited to Gaster and have been around for a long while

• Seeing the monster face to face seems to trigger the Umbri more likely to attack, thus why they began wearing masks

• People die = Gaster makes discoveries = a little less people die

• Asgore is their "Leader"

The core is not a factor in this au, I don't know if it'll even exist as I don't really see a point- (or how they'd get to building all that when they're so behind on everything else)

• Umbri turn back into soil when they die

• Asgore never does the whole "declare war against humanity" thing and doesn't try to kill human children that fall- so him and Toriel are still together in this AU~

Gerson is one of the few you hear still call him King

• Chara lived to see the second human to fall, they help Alphys with experiments and provide DT. Asriel never absorbs their soul, he dies right in front of them and they destroy the Umbre that killed him. Chara is DETERMINED to bring Asriel back, they collect his dust (which has mixed bits of the Umbre Chara just killed's remains). In their work with Alphys they decide it couldn't hurt to test the DT on the dust. This is how what I'm just now dubbing "Umbrey" is made. Though, like the first, it took a while to emerge. Chara and Al came back to a broken glass scattered across the floor, what remained of the jar that held the dust. They do not know of Asriel's fate.

• Chara's cause of death is unknown. They were found not far from the base. (Maybe someone did it- I'm not sure yet really-)

• Often when someone dies- either someone was there to confirm the death or they just come upon dust and have to figure out who it was (they hold rollcall in the mornings, just in case- kinda morbid oop)

• Names in case of multiversal shenanigans (only Sans and Paps for now though-)

It's a little rocky of a period mourning the death of their children but they get through it together

• Alphys and Undyne are both busy with their respective work (though Al doesn't really get much done, despite her efforts in research). Though they would like to pursue a relationship if possible, Alphys isn't too sure about it. She doesn't want to get attached and lose someone again.

• Alphys, Sans, and Chara are good friends due to working together in the lab. Though Sans doesn't come around as much due to having a different job(Patrol). The three had friendship necklaces Chara found at the dump(they were out in a group searching for supplies). They were originally gonna give one to Asriel but since it was made for three people they decided to give them to Sans and Alphys instead. Eventually they do make their own matching necklaces with Asriel(cause he wants one too)

• Toriel applys markings to new children (monster and human) when needed.

• Chara is a vengeful ghost with lingering anger from getting killed and intensified feelings on Arsriel's death. They want to kill Umbri cause they're what killed Asy and they don't think positively of humans as they are the reason monsters are trapped underground with these things. Chara still lingers and may be able to recover from their hate towards the world~

* Sans - Splotch / Splot / Splotchy / Spot

• Asgore and Toriel are 100+

* Papyrus - Blemish / Blem / Blemy

• The day I made this note page will be Splotch's birthday since I don't know the exact date I first drew him- July 16

Alphys is 31, Undyne is 30

Sans is 26, Papyrus is 18

When Gaster died Sans was 14 (So Pap would be 6-)

??? Maybe

• Asgore and Toriel take Sans & Pap in after Gaster dies

I might change the timeline or the ages completely--

(So they are basically their adopted children cause I love that concept after seeing Handplates/Mercyplates stuff-)

(That makes the fallen humans, Asriel, Sans, and Pap sorta related by adoption in this au then, huh-)

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That's all- If anyone even bothered to read this mess lol

#undertale #undertale au #sketch #digital art #my au #undersurgeau #splotchsans #blemishpapyrus

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