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[forgettable-au]

I was just wondering, because wingdings and papyrus speak in different fonts but with the same body, do they have different voices/ what do they sound like? This au is so cool btw I love this sm

OHHH I NEED TO ANSWER THIS PROPERLY BUT I DON'T HAVE A LOT OF TIME RN

I'm just gonna say rn that YES they do sound different because their fonts change the way they sound but It's not a MASSIVE change because at the end of the day it IS the same body

I need to go into more detail about this later akahssk (also there's the whole thing about Wingdings' voice sounding like gibberish to other monsters unless he switches to the default font,,,,)

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[thepandalion]

help I'm going insane over deltarune and Undertale stuff again

[braisedhoney]

Hey captain! What’s your take on fellswap and swapfell if you have one?

i. don't know actually?

what is the distinction between swapfell and fellswap? why is one of them purple but only sometimes and also red but only sometimes? where did the purple come from???

i know i've seen both before. it seems like they get redesigned a lot, i don't know if i've seen a canon (fanon-canon? canon-fanon?) design for either, and i'm not totally sure what makes them different.

i mean the art. slaps? it looks like it slaps. i don't have a clue what's going on here, but i'll act like i do!

(ig that means i don't really have a take. i like the underfell au enough so seeing a variety of swapped version of it is chill, i kind of get the appeal. glad people are having fun.)

[zarla-s]

Something I've been wondering - if I recall correctly, the brothers were aging Gaster before his fall, since a boss monster having children mean they give up their immortality.

In any of the Mercyplates, how'd he react to noticing he's aging? How'd he deal with it, no longer being immortal? How would the brothers deal with it? (And potentially even Asgore & Toriel if you're up for answering that too)

I've had this little exchange in my scripts file for ages and I never found a place to put it and also the more I thought about it the less sense it made BUT HERE IT IS ANYWAY (Gaster isn't signing on purpose)

Anyway, after he accepted that the things he'd made were actually monsters, he pretty quickly realized that he'd age as they grew, but considering he'd given up on everything except breaking the barrier at that point, he didn't really care. After getting to the surface, he still thinks about it without much emotion. On some level he'll always feel like being free isn't real and he'll wake up underground again at any moment. Dying of old age is just sort of an aspect of that.

Realizing he'll die before the goatparents is upsetting, but knowing that they're happy on the surface helps with that. He'd rather die before them than outlive them. On the whole he's very "guess i'll die ¯\_(ツ)_/¯" about it all. Dying before the brothers also doesn't bother him too much since he's sure they'll be better off without him anyway. All the signs of aging like sore joints and slowness and tremors and bad memory etc are very annoying to him though lol.

Papyrus handles it VERY badly and freaks out at any hints of him aging, and man when Gaster dies, hoo boy. Sans is pretty conflicted about it. Alphys is devastated. Asgore and Toriel are sad, but they don't really know him like they did before, so it's not as intense as it would be otherwise. They're used to outliving people. They're much more upset in Mercyplates scenarios though. :< They're familiar with the prospect of death when having children, even though they don't know WHY Gaster chose this since they don't know what he was actually trying to do. They try to empathize with him about how hard it is to face death after immortality while he just doesn't really care which confuses them, haha. Also worries them a little...

Even with both of them drawing on his SOUL's magic, I imagine that Gaster will live long enough to be around for a while even in Mercyplates scenarios. Long enough for the human to show up and do their thing at least, and for a while on the surface as well. He's got some life in him still. And who knows, maybe being reconstituted from the void did something to him that froze his aging again! Have to ask yourself which scenario appeals most to you, hehe.

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[akanemnon]

Ok, twin runes the game. The solution. We do animation instead. Or maybe we use gaster like 90% of the fandom

I dunno about that. Animation is incredibly time-consuming to make. You really can't ask anyone to do that. Especially for free.

As for Gaster... trust me... you don't wanna use him. TR!Gaster is much MUCH different from regular Gaster.

[gaylordscooter]

Nightmare('s) Blunt Rotation

He almost laughed when Nightmare handed it to them, but then he realized that this was their torture for the day.

“a blunt?” Horror questioned.

“Weed, cannabis, marijuana, whatever you want to call it.”

“and you're giving this to us because?” He narrowed his eye sockets.

Killer snatched the blunt from over Horror’s shoulder. “yoink!” He examined it, smile curling up as he realized it was real.

Nightmare’s eyes flicked from Killer to Horror. “You are to share it—equally amongst yourselves. Decide who’s room you all want to stay in. I will not let you leave it until tomorrow.”

“you're trapping us all in the same room and expecting us to smoke weed?” Horror surmised.

Killer let out an exaggerated gasp, “like a sleepover?”

“oh hell no.”

“If that's what you want to call it, sure. A ‘sleepover’,” Nightmare confirmed. “Now if you excuse me, I have to hunt Dust down.”

Nightmare sunk into the ground as if he entered the shadows.

Killer diverted his attention to the blunt in his hands. “we don't have a lighter…you think a gaster blaster can light it?”

“i think you should try that while it's in your mouth,” Horror grumbled.

“great idea, buddy!” He patted Horror on the back, earning him a violent glare.

Dust was hiding somewhere in the castle. Nightmare could feel his presence. It was annoying that he had to seek him out, but the thrill of the hunt was almost worth it.

He was in the great hall, lying flat underneath one of the long tables.

Once Nightmare spotted him, he tried to teleport away, but he was able to grab him with a tentacle before he could. He dragged him closer by the leg with a sly smirk.

“Hiding is futile, Dust,” he reminded.

His mismatched eyelights stared at him, unamused.

“Oh, don't complain. I’m letting you three relax for the day, even though yesterday was supposed to be a calm day, yet Killer skewed things off course. Aren't I nice?” he asked. He picked Dust up and made his way over to the halls where Killer and Horror were in. He plopped Dust down on the floor in front of the two. His face contorted into confusion as he realized Killer had a gaster blaster aimed right at his own face. “What are you doing.” It didn't even come out as a question, because not a single answer could explain the display.

The blaster disappeared and Killer gave him a look of a child being caught with a hand in the cookie jar. “you didn't give us a lighter,” he said with his teeth still holding the blunt. He pointed at Horror with his thumb. “he gave me the idea.”

“he’s lying.”

“nuhuh! you told me to light it while it's in my mouth,” Killer retorted.

“it was a joke and you were the one who thought about using a blaster to light it in the first place,” he said through gritted teeth.

“oh so you tricked me!”

“i didn't trick you, you're just stupid!”

“at least my skull’s still intact, humpty dumpty!”

Horror lunged for Killer and the two ended up squabbling on the floor like two rats fighting over poisoned cheese.

Nightmare looked down at Dust as the two bickered. “Have fun.” He dropped a lighter next to Dust and disappeared into the ground.

Dust grabbed it and shoved it into his pocket before he stood up. He grabbed the two’s souls with a ping and wrenched them apart, practically launching them as he did so.

“fuck, dude, what the hell?!” Killer groaned as he recovered from the toss.

Dust walked over to him and extended a hand out to him.

“aw, you helping me up now?” Killer reached for his hand, but Dust smacked it away and snatched the blunt from his mouth.

He took out the lighter, put the blunt in his mouth and lit it. He proceeded to take a long hit from it.

Horror was almost impressed by his boldness, if he didn't see his desperation.

“hey! nightmare said to share it! and we gotta choose someone’s room to stay in,” Killer pointed out. He hopped up to his feet.

Dust blew the smoke in Killer’s face and turned to walk towards his room.

Killer walked ahead of him. “your room it is, then.” He opened the door and gestured for Dust to go ahead, “ladies first.”

Dust threw his fist at him, but halted right before he made contact, making Killer flinch. His shoulders rose and fell as he laughed silently and went inside while taking another hit.

“must be hitting him quick if he’s already joking around,” Horror said as he entered the room as well.

“pun intended?” Killer asked as stepped inside and closed the door.

“what do you take me for?” Horror quirked a brow bone.

“dust, stop hogging it.” Killer extended his hand out and motioned for Dust to give it to him.

Begrudgingly, Dust handed it over.

Killer giggled like a gossiping high schooler before taking a drag.

Dust chuckled.

Killer gave him a look, blowing the smoke out. “what? something funny ‘bout the way i smoke?”

“have you ever smoked weed before, killer?” Horror asked. Motioning for the blunt.

Killer slapped it into his hand. “‘course i have!”

“you gotta let the smoke get to your lungs—metaphorical lungs. you sipped on that shit like a straw, it's not a cigar.” Horror pressed the blunt to his mouth and inhaled deeply. He exhaled a couple of seconds later and passed it to Dust.

Dust made his way to his bed before taking another hit and laid down.

Killer tried to sit down near him but was kicked off and passed the blunt. “asshole,” he chided. He settled for sitting down on the carpet and leaning on the bed frame.

Horror sat down as well, leaning back against the door. “yeesh, it's strong,” he muttered. He wondered where the hell Nightmare got something like that.

Killer hesitated this time before taking a hit, taking Horror’s advice in mind. He immediately started coughing.

Dust chuckled at him.

“fuck—” he coughed some more, “you.”

Horror snorted in amusement as Killer's coughing finally died down but Dust’s laughter continued.

“ok, i’ve never smoked weed before,” he admitted. “but i have taken edibles!” he added with a bit too much pride.

“damn, we got an adult over here,” Horror joked.

“fuck off…” Killer crossed his arms.

“you get any in your system or did you cough it all out before you could?”

“i said fuck off!” He turned his head to Dust. “and stop laughing!”

“you two go ahead n keep smoking, ‘m good for now.” He leaned his head back, pressing it against the door. He was already pleasantly buzzed, taking another hit might be going overboard. Dust already took three. They had the same body so he doubted they had different tolerances.

“aw, tapping out now?” Killer teased. “i’m feeling fine after two.”

“that's cause you didn't smoke it properly.”

Dust hastily grabbed it out of Killer’s hands.

“yeesh, ok, junkie,” Killer mumbled. As he waited for Dust to hand it back, he got an idea. “hey, this is like a sleepover, right?”

“no.”

“we should play some games. y’know, to pass the time.”

“i say we skip right to the ‘sleep’ part,” Horror said, already closing his eye sockets.

Killer took a hit, inhaling slower and less this time. He managed to exhale without coughing, but he did clear his throat. “c’mon, bud, when's the next time we'll get to do this? just hanging out and chillin’.”

Horror sighed and opened his eye sockets. “truth or dare?” he asked.

“that's more like it! hmm…dare!” He handed the blunt to the impatient Dust behind him.

Horror took a second to formulate one. “next hit you take, hold it for five seconds.”

“you just want me to cough again!” he accused.

He winked, “what? you gonna chicken out?”

“hell no!” He motioned for Dust to hand it over. The hooded skeleton sluggishly handed it over. He took a deep breath in and out before bringing it to his mouth.

“gotta prepare?”

“shut,” he snapped. He inhaled deeply and held it.

Horror counted for him, “five. four. three. two…are you crying dude?”

He breathed out harshly, choking out a “one.” He coughed, once, and willed himself to stop there. “ok,” he composed himself, “truth or dare?”

“truth,” Horror answered.

He cleared his throat again, eliciting another laugh from Dust. He shot him a look before saying, “how many times you got laid?”

Horror chuckled. “what are you? twelve?”

“i ‘unno, dude! this shit’s hitting me harder than i thought it would! i can hardly think.” He felt tugging at the back of his neck and realized Dust was playing around with the fluff on his hood.

“‘m starting to think nightmare’s targeting you with this one. anyway, zero,” Horror responded.

Killer’s eye sockets widened, forgetting about Dust. “really?”

“nada, zip, zilch, never.”

“...huh.”

“why? have you?”

“i’m not inclined to answer that.” He looked down at his hands, noticing the blunt was gone. He turned to Dust. “you’re still going?!”

Dust shrugged and blew out a ring of smoke at his face.

Killer waved it away. “yer crazy…hey, how about you? truth or dare?”

“wasn't it my turn?” Horror asked.

“dare,” Dust responded aloud.

The other two froze like they'd blow up if they moved. Rarely did Dust ever talk. He must've been real high.

Killer smiled mischievously. “i dare you…to kiss me on the cheek!”

“ok, wow,” Horror said, eye sockets going blank. “that got weird quickly.” He was silently thankful he only took one hit. He expected Dust to punch him or something. He expected Dust to back out.

A second later Dust grabbed Killer by the collar of his shirt, bringing him onto the bed, and leaned in, clinking their teeth together.

Killer’s eyelights flickered on as the kiss continued. He didn't know if it was the weed that was affecting him but damn was he feeling euphoric.

Even though they were high out of their minds, it wasn't half-assed. There was passion.

His soul fluttered. He closed his eye sockets, letting ecstasy flow throughout his body in waves as he leaned into it.

When was the last time he felt like this? Has he ever even felt like this? He doubted it.

It was like he was flying or falling. Either way, it felt amazing. He was convinced he died and went to heaven, hallelujah.

There was warmth. There was peace.

Everything was nice. Everything was beautiful. He was beautiful. God, why couldn't he feel like this sooner—

“hello? you two have been making out for five minutes now,” Horror’s voice pierced through their illusion of heaven.

They opened their eye sockets.

Killer was looking at Dust; Dust was looking at Horror.

Hands he didn't notice until now gripped the back of his jacket and skull tightly.

Horror’s eye darted from side to side, as if looking directly at them was difficult. “if i remember correctly the dare was a kiss on the cheek…”

“oh yeah…” Killer whispered.

Dust let go of Killer and pushed him off the bed again.

It stung. It was like he ripped him from a hot tub and dunked him straight into a tub of ice.

Dust pulled his hood even further over his head and laid down, presumably not planning to get up until next morning.

“...yeah let's just. let's just move on to the sleeping part,” Killer said, completely out of it.

“...yeah,” Horror agreed.

No “goodnight”s were exchanged. No words in general were exchanged after that.

Despite sleeping on the ground with no cover or pillow, he managed to doze off pretty well. That wasn't that much of an accomplishment when any of them could sleep standing on hot coal.

WAKE UP.

His eyes snapped open at the command, and then he registered who spoke, in disappointment. It was in the middle of the night. No idea exactly what time it was, but he knew it had to be a few hours since they'd started sleeping because he could hear him again.

WERE YOU TRYING TO SMOKE ME OUT LIKE A BEE?

Yea.

I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU. ACTUALLY, YES I CAN. I JUST OVERESTIMATED YOU.

It was just a dare.

JUST A DARE—ARE YOU AWARE OF WHAT YOU ARE HOLDING RIGHT NOW, FIEND?

What was he holding right now?

Oh.

He was currently hugging another skeleton as if he was a body pillow. He could've sworn he kicked Killer off the bed…

YOU DID BUT YOU CARRIED HIM BACK UP HERE, HARLOT.

Harlot??

Yeesh, he did not remember doing that. Where was that blunt, did they ever put it out??

OH, GUESS WHERE THE BLUNT IS.

Where's the blunt.

YOU SMOKED IT ALL. THE REST OF THE BLUNT? YOU KNOW. THE WHOLE THING. BY YOURSELF. YOU SMOKED THE WHOLE THING.

Okay, sheesh.

YOU GREENED OUT, YOU IDIOT!

Now Papyrus certainly did not know that term.

AND YOU’RE STILL CUDDLING WITH HIM!

Oh yeah.

…

How the hell was he going to let go of him without stirring him?

YOU COULD KILL HIM.

He was not gonna kill him.

JUST PUSH HIM OFF AGAIN. BLAME IT ON HIM.

He was going to push him off.

….

WELL?

OH.

OH, DON’T TELL ME YOU DON’T WANT TO.

YOU’RE SICK.

tell me something i don’t know.

He let go of Killer and rolled to the other side of the bed, facing away from him.

Luckily Killer didn't stir.

Goodnight.

The next morning was rough.

Dust’s skull was screaming at him in more ways than one. He did not want to get up. He wasn't completely lucid, but he was thinking clearly enough to question what the fuck was wrong with him.

Killer woke up confused, having no idea how he got on the bed or how he got in Dust’s room or what transpired last night.

Horror was fine, physically. He was still reeling from seeing two alternate versions of himself makeout like there was no tomorrow. He was never playing truth or dare with them when high. Or ever.

None of them bothered getting up despite the fact they were all awake. There was a mutual agreement to stay silent and still for a bit longer.

It wasn't until Nightmare barged in that they had to get up.

“Seems like some of you enjoyed that,” he stated.

“yea? didn't go according to plan?” Killer asked, despite having no clue what “that” was.

Dust shoved a pillow against his face, he couldn't handle hearing his grating voice right now.

Nightmare ignored his question. “You three should eat soon, it's already noon.” And with that, he left.

“leave,” Dust managed to say.

Horror was already on his way out the door.

Killer scrambled out of the bed to follow after him.

Once the door closed behind them, Dust brought his hands to his face and let out a shuddering breath.

What

The

Fuck!?

What the hell was wrong with him?!

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[junegirl06]

Some spamton art and rambling

Spamton is a very interesting character. Anybody who had payed attention to Deltarune after chapter 2 would know this. And his sheer popularity makes sense. His odd way of speaking, the perfect mix of quirkiness and terrifying insanity, the tragic backstory. The elements are all there to make a insanely well written character. But uh- I'm not here to gush about how good of a character Spamton is. (I mean, technically I am) I'm here to look at his character specifically through the lens of him being a spam bot.

Despite what the addisons said about Spamton being "like the rest of us," I think Spamton always was meant to be a little different. The way his appearance is very similar to the addisons but not quite the same - I'm pretty sure his marketing tactics followed the same principle. Whether it was because he was simply a bit more pushy with his advertisements, or that there was something a bit unnerving about his character even before gaster/the mysterious entity came into play, I'm sure there was a reason the customers ignored him. Just like how people ignore real life spam emails. They're annoying, unsafe, weird, stupid. Spamton was always meant to be ignored. To be that one email guy popping up at people with advertisements on the streets. People just DON'T LIKE SPAM.

Then the mysterious entity came into Spamton's life. Somehow, defying all logic, they made spam emails popular. They made Spamton popular. But they also gave him knowledge on the nature of their world. That everything is controlled by the plot and other such unseen forces, and that nobody can truly make their own decisions in this world. With this, Spamton knew his popularity really wasn't supposed to have happened in the first place, but everybody already loved him, (well, the addisons left him- but that was just because they were jealous! He didn't need them!) and he'd ride the wave as high as it'd take him.

But it all came crashing sooner than even Spamton expected. Without the entity's help, the world corrected itself, and everybody went right back to hating spam emails. Spamton would go back to being that forgetful email guy. No, it was even worse now. At least back then he had some people that were friendly to him. Now... he had nobody. He didn't even have a house.

He was always meant to be this way, wasn't he? No matter how hard he tried, the world simply wouldn't let him be a big shot. Spamton absolutely hated that. He wanted to fight back against this cruel world. Now, he didn’t just want his popularity back, he wanted freedom. To escape the confines of this story and his role as a personified spam bot, to become something… more. To truly become a [BIG SHOT]!

But that didn’t change the fact he was still a spam bot. And what do spam bots do? They just keep sending emails to as many people as possible, just in the off chance somebody will click that link. That’s exactly what Spamton does to try to gain his freedom. He latched on to a ray of hope- that robot in the basement- and repeatedly attempted to sneak inside the queens mansion to get to it without regard for exactly how good his plans are, in the vain hope one of those attempts would succeed at one point. He just kept trying. Over and over and over… slowly losing his mind even more in the process. There is evidence that he tries multiple times to get inside the basement, with Sweet Cap’n Cakes mentioning a “funny little man” asking them for help to sneak in the mansion, and Swatch mentioning an impersonator- which is probably Spamton. Which uh… the image of the tiny dude dressing up as this huge bird guy and thinking it’s a clever enough disguise to get past everybody in the mansion in a funny thought- but kinda sad at the same time. Seriously- did Spamton really think there was a chance that’d work??? But I digress.

Even with his repeated unsuccessful attempts to infiltrate the mansion- there was one attempt that worked. When Kris and the player came into the picture. But even with the help of a lighter and a literal god-being on his side helping him with his plan… he still failed. That neo robot didn’t do anything for his situation. He was still trapped. And so he turned against Kris, and by extension the player, in a last ditch attempt to get his freedom. That was what fully solidified his utter failure. He was going against us. But even if he hadn’t attempted to fight the player, he would’ve have failed in any other attempt anyways.

From the very moment Spamton decided to oppose the rules of this video game world, to try to become something more than a spam bot, he was destined to fail. Even if he managed to get Kris’s soul. Even if he somehow became as powerful as Asriel in undertale, he still wouldn’t get the freedom he wants. Because he is a character in a video game, and he will never become anything more than that.

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Undertale cast react to their S/O getting struck by lightning… and just walking it off.

(Bonus points if the lightning is completely out of the blue and/or hits them multiple times in succession)

Undertale Sans - He runs to you, in shock, but you're actually more than fine? What? You can see his scientific mind working at 300% right now to try to explain what he just witnessed. Because he's pretty sure you should have at least burned alive. How are you fine??? No, but please, tell him! He won't stop asking you until you give him an answer.

Undertale Papyrus - He gasps loudly, then calms down when he sees you're actually perfectly fine. ??????? He's pretty sure that's not how it works but he doesn't know everything so maybe that's just perfectly normal? Perhaps it explodes only big trees like the one in his garden but not humans? He's a bit confused, but glad you're fine.

Undertale Toriel - Her soul leaves her body honestly. She runs to you, screaming to not move, and immediately starts to heal you, even though you're perfectly fine, and tries to tell her. Except she doesn't believe you. You put your ass on the floor and you stop moving this instant. You're not moving before she allows you to!

Undertale Asgore - Uh. That's all that escapes from his throat. He got a little spooked by that and swears he saw you get hit by lightning at least three times. But surely, he was hallucinating because it would mean you being very dead, and obviously you're not. Maybe he should see someone to talk about this. He's an old man, who knows if he's not seeing things.

Undertale Undyne - That was AWESOME. Do it again! She's cheering you! She wants you to get hit by lightning again! Do her next! She wants to be struck by lightning too!

Undertale Alphys - She got a soul attack, both because of the noise and you just getting struck in the face by lightning. She's a bit in shock when she sees you walking out of this somehow still alive and not cut in half. Uh. She should have recorded that. Maybe Sans knows why you're alive? She so needs to gossip with him right now. She wants to nerd for hours about this.

Undertale Frisk - That was awesome and super cool! They got struck by lightning once and they almost died right in front of Toriel, how can you even survive that? They want to know! Share your cool secrets, definitely, not so they can do it again!

Undertale Chara - They look up their phone to make sure you're still alive, and since you seem find, they walk over your body and continue with their day. They're not impressed.

Undertale Mettaton - He is impressed, even though it's probably his fault you got struck with lightning honestly. Maybe going out during a storm when you're full metal was not his brightest idea. He takes two steps and the lightning struck him too lol. That's going to be a long walk back home...

Undertale Gaster - It hurts, right? He understands. The last time he got electrocuted, his whole body literally flew into the lava of the CORE. He can understand your pain. Even though lava hurts more if he has to make a classification. Uh. That's not the info you wanted to learn today.

Undertale Grillby - He ran to you to help but he got badly spooked and, uh, his flames are really burning right now. Good news is, you don't get burned by lightning! Bad news is you get burned anyway by Grillby lol. He won't stop apologizing to you for the next three centuries he thinks.

Undertale Muffet - Well, you were used as a spider car for a lot of her baby spiders, and let just say she's not too happy about the thousands of little spiders that got killed first with the lightning and then with you falling on your back, crushing hundreds more under your weight. She's counting the casualties, looking pissed off. I hope you have money. Because the workforce is expensive. You wish you weren't fine after all.

Undertale Burgerpants - He got so scared he puffed up. His fur is all dishevelled and all his claws are out. Please don't do that again. You almost gave him a soul attack for Asgore's sake. Now everyone will mock him all day long because he looks like a spiky pillow. He's mad at you, even though he's glad you're fine. But still!

Undertale Flowey - Well. Unlike you, Flowey is really not ok right now. He was in your arms when he got struck by lightning and let just say he felt this a lot more than you did. He's lucky he doesn't have a soul because he swears it would have dusted again. Flowey is mad at you and refuses to talk to you for an entire month after this, mainly because he lost all of his petals in the battle and had to go in cure with Asgore for two months to grew them back. He hates you, never talk to him again.

Undertale Gerson - He shrugs and gently pats your shoulder. "Better you than me, kid. Better luck next time. Ya won't have my life insurance so soon." You're confused but walk away. Wait, does Gerson even have life insurance? You're curious now!

[forgettable-au]

Here’s a question, if Papyrus where to be refused to all of Wing Ding’s fragments and retain his memories (despite how impossible it would be), would he be Wing Ding with all of Papyrus’s memories, or Papyrus with all of Wing Ding’s

Aka if Steven Universe/Dragon Ball fused would it be Pap or WG?

He would remain more Papyrus :] !!

Papyrus with Wingdings memories

Papyrus is someone who we could say is a natural progression towards something better

With a desire to better himself and also one of helping others better themselves

Of course he struggles and has a long way to go in lots of areas, but he's not giving up on himself or anyone else

It would be weird to make a character like that reverse to an old identity, someone who just ended up destroying himself (both metaphorically and physically)

So he would definitely stay Papyrus

[krispdreemurr]

(apologies if this has been asked before but) headcanons/thoughts on how kris feels about spamton? i personally see it as both feelings of pity and a cautionary tale of sorts, but im interested in your perspective

[tangled mass of screaming]

they started out obviously freaked out and not wanting to be there, like some man is just screaming at them and they want to leave. when it clicked that he knew things, though, they quickly got Desperate and attached. no one knows anything about what's going on (except maybe Ralsei who at bare minimum isn't helping), and he seemed to 1. understand 2. want to help and 3. be going thru similar shit himself. so they kind of force themself to ignore the red flags (agreeing to go into the shop alone, asking if they're friends (that second one breaks my heart), going to the basement alone, etc).

when it turned out he was in fact more locked in than ever and then he turned on them, they fucking shut down. just look at them during the cutscenes sometime - after he knocks them down, they don't even Move until the soul switch happens and the battle starts. (i half think that like if the "gaster intervened to force the swap" theory is true, it had to happen because Kris was just not participating and was kind of ready to give up.) they'd managed to accomplish nothing, the situation was inescapable, and the one person they thought understood wanted to kill them for something they don't even want. definitely some level of "if he wants it so bad he can have it" bitterness going on until they manage to rally.

but. but. on pacifist especially they find a way to try and help again. even with the betrayal, they still want one of them to get out. and he notices! he thanks them! they can be friends! kris can manage to change one thing for the better and help one person!

yeah.

they're heartbroken. they feel powerless and lost and back to being adrift. this one person who even Noticed and all they could do was hurt each other in the end. they're not friends. kris isn't a friend to anyone. not like this.

even if they hate him a bit sometimes. even if they think he should hate them. they wish he could have been free. that's all.

[howlsofbloodhounds]

(I usually ask anonymously because I'm shy asf but I wanted to ask non-anonymously because I don't think anons get notified when their ask gets answered.)

I feel like you know enough about Killer to tell me If this sounds solid or if it's dogwater. (Also to know if this idea had already existed or not sksksk). Please tell me if I made any mistakes, though! My brain is kinda fried lately and I had the strong urge to yap :'D

So I think it has been established that Killer's bones are constantly melting due to the high amounts of determination inside of him, and he'll eventually melt away and die. I think it is also mentioned somewhere that Color promises to find a way to 'fix' his soul?

I think the viable solution would be the Determination (DT) Extractor machine. In the Undertale game, in Alphys's True Lab we see the DT Extractor machine, it is used to extract DT from the human souls to be later injected into monster bodies. I wonder if we hypothetically can use this to solve Killer's perpetually melting problem? Has anyone thought of it?

(I do think there's some sort of like Sans fights animation where Killer is thrown to the DT Extractor in the middle of battle and he loses his DT. But my memory is fuzzy...)

Thank you, have a nice day (⁠ﾉ⁠◕⁠ヮ⁠◕⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠*⁠.⁠✧

I suppose that’s an option they could try, especially since Color said he knows a guy and perhaps he meant his AU’s Gaster, but would it work, and would it work without killing him or grievously injuring him? Is killer willing to risk the possibility of being changed yet again.

Would it do anything to his code? That’s changed now too.

He’s arguably spent more time with DT as apart of his being than without it. Is it just a part of him now?

It invaded his soul like a parasite, perhaps it’d be hard to remove at all (almost like it doesn’t want to be removed) (stage 4 is described as pure Determination. perhaps in a way its also like rejecting 4.) and any intense pain and trapped feelings would provoke stage 3 into instinctively fighting back and trying to survive.

which is ironic, considering how 3 could remember the feeling of invasion and wants the invading parasite out.

Perhaps killer’s biggest struggle in trying to ‘fix’ himself is himself. And instead he should focus on trying to heal and recover.

I imagine it’d be a strange feeling. watching your body struggle and fight against something you wanted and willingly agreed to, as if it doesnt understand that this was going to (supposed to) help.

maybe they make or find a smaller syringe like version to slowly take out and remove small amounts in certain times of the day, if only to prevent more damage on his body and further slow down the melting and rotting.

I’d imagine this would not only bring up trauma around his soul and people touching it or injecting/extracting things in and from it; but may also bring up a whole lot of concerns about becoming weaker, unable to protect himself and worries about having to rely on someone else.

Not only do i still feel like 3-4 would cause rather violent resistance against the idea of extraction DT (one instinctual, the other because it means losing connections to chara/the player and failing the deal), and 2 wouldnt want it for the mentioned above.

1 likely would, even if it kills him and especially if it weakens him (he’s accepted death a long time ago, it’s the final rest for him, and losing DT just means freedom and less pain and less suffering for others and him he thinks), while 2 may bury his wants deep down and go along with it if it seems to make Color happy.

But of course, if Killer doesn’t seem fully on board and enthusiastic about it, Color’s not going to make him.

{ @dseval }

[stellocchia]

Killer being incredibly touch-starved is something I've been thinking about for a while. We know very little about monster biology, let alone Killer's who's something in between, so I'm gonna base this on the effect of touch deprivation in the real world (which, yes, is a very real and highly studied thing. And no, the people using it as an excuse for why they're 'owed sex' are still full of shit, because to the human brain the kind of touch, as long as it's positive and well received, doesn't make a difference).

Killer, for his whole time with both Chara and Nightmare, is deprived of any positive touch. Nightmare stabbing him and forcefully manipulating his soul certainly doesn't count as positive, and most Chara did was cut him up for fun (and out of curiosity).

There is a chance for him to receive some affection in an expanded Nightmare's gang situation, as I refuse to believe that people stuck in such awful conditions together would not develop a certain degree of closeness. Still, they live under Nightmare, so they probably cannot afford to indulge in any form of comfort too much. And I don't doubt that, in such a tense situation, fights would also break out often. Meaning he'd most likely get more gaster blasters to the face than pats on the back.

With that out of the way, here are some of the symptoms Killer may experience:

Overwhelming loneliness

Strong cravings for affection

Feelings of depression

Anxiety

Heightened levels of Stress

Difficulty sleeping

Attachment avoidance patterns

He'd also most likely do things to emulate the feeling of touch like cuddling his cats a lot, laying under whatever heavy thing he can find, and taking hot showers/baths. After all, this is Killer we're talking about. These are a lot of feelings and uncomfortable sensations that are entirely out of his control, he's definitely gonna try and reign them in.

I do think that, of course, this would affect every Stage differently. And they'd probably go about dealing with it differently.

Stage 1 would have a conflicted relationship with touch. On one hand, it's hard for him to keep from showing the discomfort he's feeling due to the touch deprivation. On the other, he also always struggles with feelings of guilt regarding the fact that, in his mind, he put himself in this situation. He probably wouldn't think he deserves to feel better. And definitely wouldn't outright ask for a hug or to hold hands unless he was desperate.

He'd probably try to deal with it quietly. Probably running the shower as hot as it can get and hoping it gets rid of the itch in his bones. He has probably begged both Chara and Nightmare for affection before, though I doubt that ended well. I think Chara just pushed him away in Disgust, Nightmare probably made him regret asking.

I feel like later on with Color he's probably gonna need constant reassurances and frequent gentle reminders that he can ask for a hug whenever. And, if that feels like too much, he can sit close to Color, shoulder to shoulder. They can hold hands, and, when that feels like too much, they can interlock pinkies. There are ways for them to navigate around this. And I think Color would be happy to help from the get-go with him.

Meanwhile, with Stage 2 I've always felt like they probably dislike touch (something something they don't allow themselves to show any degree of vulnerability and never let go of control. Both things that would happen if they indulge in any amount of physical affection). To be clear, this does not mean that they're immune to the consequences of touch deprivation, it just means that dealing with them will be even harder for them.

During their time with Chara and Nightmare they'd probably use a lot of the good old "gaslighting themselves into thinking that everything is okay" method. Similarly to how they did with convincing themselves that they actually enjoy being hurt on the regular, eventually, they'd probably start believing it. Also, they'd be highly reliant on their cats if they have any around. Cuddling them does soothe a lot of the symptoms for quite a while, and those little balls of fur at least are not gonna backstab them.

Even once they're with Color, I still feel like Stage 2 would rather cuddle with animals than with other monsters or humans. They'd just be far more free to do so without the threat of Nightmare killing those little critters hanging over their head. Also! A lot of types of dance and stuff like theater can help stave off the touch starvation in a way that may feel more comfortable to them. In a lot of those situations, there's a ton of touch involved, but as they'd be able to remain professional about it, it would probably feel less like giving up control and showing weakness than the alternative of being physically affectionate with Color.

Stage 3 is an interesting one. I feel like it would be the most open to admitting (at least to itself) that they have an issue. However, to solve said issue would mean putting the body in danger and that's not something it's willing to do.

Still, it would try to mitigate the discomfort as much as it can. Trying to find soft things to wrap the body up tightly with. Trying to find small places where it can feel somewhat compressed. It would never try to ask either Nightmare or Chara for help. Ever. It hates them with a burning passion and, besides, it's fully aware that, whatever is wrong with them, is most likely the fault of those two.

It probably also would regard Color with distrust at first, but, eventually, as it comes to trust him, it probably would be more than happy to get some cuddles in with him. I do think its favorite thing would be to sleep all curled up around one another in whatever safe den it has built. And, of course, as it builds trust with more people, those people are gonna be let in too. Though that's gonna take time, because for Stage 3 to trust anyone, Stage 2 and Stage 1 have to trust them first.

Stage 4 my boy... it's suffering. Not only can it not remember any instances of kindness, however rare, the other 3 may have received, but it is also the one that would struggle the most receiving any kind of genuine help even after running away with Color. And, before that, it basically just gets treated like a dog. Though, no matter how much he'd want it, the treat for a job well done is never a hug or a pat on the head for it. Usually, it's just it being allowed some basic necessities like water, food, maybe even sleep if things went particularly well.

And it wouldn't try to soothe any of its needs by itself. Just like it doesn't eat, drink, or sleep if it's not explicitly allowed. If Nightmare or Chara wanted it to get a hot shower or some cuddles from its feline friends, they would have said it. Since they didn't clearly it's against the will of the Players, as they're the Players' mouthpieces. The same would go for Color not saying anything.

And, here's the thing, Color would struggle to show kindness to Stage 4 at first. Both because it starts off as hostile as it doesn't initially recognize him as an owner and because there is something fundamentally unsettling about a being so divorced from humanity and monsterkind wearing the face of his friend. Stage 4's biggest downfall is the fact that it is so other that even the kindest souls would struggle to not dehumanize it. It was created to be a tool and it doesn't recognize itself as anything more than that, so others often fall into the trap of doing the same.

Anyway, Stage 4 would straight-up weep the first time it gets a hug. And, seeing that, Color would undoubtedly feel like shit for ever thinking that Stage 4 wasn't just as lonely, hurt, and deserving of kindness as the other Stages.

[askfriskandcompany]

What ever happen to Gaster's followers? Are they all still in the void or do they just not exist in this universe?

Sorry if this was asked before.

In this setting, the Gaster Followers are natives of the void. They occasionally visit the real world for short jaunts, but their home is the void. They "follow" Gaster because they find him interesting, and they find people related to him interesting. It's unclear if they actually care about Gaster as a person or if they simply find him interesting to observe, but either way, they don't mean any harm. They're just void-weirdos.

Some of them are also beings called Uncannies who are known to mimic the forms of people they observe in the real world, but always in an unsettlingly imperfect way. This is what Goner Kid is, for example.

-TQ

[ask-frostbitesans]

Frostbite Ask Blog Rules & More!!

Welcome to the Frostbite Ask Blog! This blog is run by @radicalrainbow

This blog was made for those interested in knowing more about Frostbite, who he is, and his story.

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❄️Who is Frostbite?

Frostbite is an original Sans character (Sans!OC) created by @radicalrainbow

Frostbite hails from a timeline that was doomed during a Genocide route, plunging the entire Underground into an eternal winter. Every reset has trapped the world in this unending winter, with every location permanently frozen over.

As time passed, his magic evolved, allowing him to endure the relentless cold and become immune to it, though at the cost of his physical appearance gradually changing over time. Frustrated and exhausted by the endless cycles of resets, he decided to take control. Rather than merely killing those responsible, he used his newly-formed power to freeze them, stopping time and preserving his home in a frozen state.

This power now extends to other AUs, where he freezes them at their happiest moments to preserve that peace eternally, sparing them from the suffering of another reset.

❄️ Frostbite Trivia ❄️

Frostbite was created on August 24, 2024

His breath is always visible, an icy vapor

Parts of his body are made of magically infused ice after his original limbs had frozen off

His soul is covered in a layer of ice, attached to his ribcage by spikes of ice

He gives off a constant chill, like an icy aura

He usually doesn't smile

Often has a cold personality

Not much of a talker

He doesn't eat often usually feeling he needs to preserve his food intake after his AU's food supply was scarce from the winter

He has ice-covered Gaster Blasters

Anything Frostbite touches frosts over whether its a person or thing

Any physical contact he can have with someone, the other must be wearing some layer of clothing to not frost over

Bone attacks are replaced by ice spikes

the stronger he feels, the stronger the storm gets if one starts