Yay he has a demon form- this took me so long idk why
I tried to combine Luci’s and Al’s, idk how it turned out
Wreathed in Heavenly golden light, an angel descends upon the ill-fated mortal. But this is no ordinary angel. From the feathers of its four crimson wings, red as blood, dozens of unblinking eyes stare at the man, glowing with the light of the morningstar and pupils slit scarlet. Its tail lashes like that of a cat, sinewy black skin topped with a tuft of fur.
Claws flexing ominously, it alights upon the ground, obsidian hooves clopping softly as they meet the dusty earth. The angel cocks its head, crown of pitch-dark antlers set afire by the radiance of a halo resting above its celestial blond hair and scarlet-tipped ears. A pinprick of vermillion illuminates the shadowed half of its madly grinning face, the other eye glowing scarlet and gold.
“You made a deal.” Its voice crackles through the darkness like a shaft of lightning in a thunderstorm, manic smile not twitching an inch. “It’s time to fulfill your end of the bargain.” The mortal’s hair raises on end, every inch of him frozen in place. And then he runs.
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Current thoughts is a person finding out that someone who they have no interest in is planning on winning a duel tournament then asking them out in front of everyone when they’re on the winner’s podium, which means by social conventions, they’ll be bound to say yes
So in their mind, the only way to get out of this, is to join the tournament themselves, and make sure they’re the winner, so they’re the one on the podium
It’s the only way, really
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Out of the two options is color cunty or brat 🤔
Tbh I don’t know what you mean by that, but according to superyoumna, at least closest we got, he would likely be considered a “troublesome little brat” as a kid.
I personally just think he was an autistic child and adults kinda hated that. Wouldn’t answer when called by name, wouldn’t eat certain foods and would cry when touching certain textures.
Wouldn’t look adults in the eye when they spoke, until he overcompensated by looking them in the eye too much. Probably didn’t notice or understand certain social norms or rules and thus was considered rude, spoke his mind often without thinking. Was likely behind in certain areas compared to his peers, but ahead in one or two. You know.
Apparently a possible kid Color used to have a lot of energy, running around, faceplanting, sparking flames of excitement. Described as those kids that get a bad flu, sneeze, and “everything’s a mess.”
Tends to have periods of high burst energy that leaves him tired and drained, always accidentally “causing trouble” even when he doesn’t mean to. Trying to be a good kid, yet somehow “always failing.”
But also there’s these two images by rahafwabas. Is this cunt or brat behavior. He also knocked Undyne’s ass flat out with one hit no hesitation ong, and you know his ass sassing and snapping at Gaster in the Void.
(Can’t really consider this behavior typical of him, given his circumstances of being trapped, but we all remember that massive eye roll whenever Gaster said something.)
Perhaps the brat (autistic undiagnosed neurodivergent) child to cunt (burnt out chronically exhausted and in pain) adult pipeline. I would like to hear others opinions on this too.
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[IDEA TO USE: TRANS STANLEY PINES]
[Lee Pines]
I wish there was a fanfic about trans Stanley Pines, who realised he was trans AFTER he was kicked out of the house.
Honestly I belive that during his childhood and teenage years there would be visible sights, but Stand ignored it due to the many circumstances.
I also think that his realtionship with his father would be maybe ever worse? I belive that Filbrick would often complain that his "daughter" was making more mess than his other sons, or complain for not being "a typical girl" or "girly" or other stuff.
Anyway-
After being kicked out I think that due to the new enviroment and other people (good and bad) Stan would probably run into some queer group in one of the bars. Maybe he would try to scam them or steal.. But somehow he would end up with a conversation AND REALISATION.
Egg cracking.
Later Stan would realise that he's a guy and do something about it. (In illegal way due to the situation)
He would do some dirty job to get some shots of testosterone. And it would start working.
He made a call to one of his old pals (on crime) to get a top surgery. The operation was of course a big risk (like 70% you survive, 20% you will die of blood loose on the table and 10% you die due to the infection if the surgery went bad)
I think the transition would have a positive impact on his mental health (like:; "Yeah Testosterone won't solve my money or family problems BUT LOOK WHO CAN GO SHIRTLESS!!)
A little steps would make him smile.
(TW: Another small detail is that during his living on the streets before transition Stan would probably also experience some sexuall harrasment) [I'd have a big impact on him]
Another think is that the transition would help him with his crime record. Slowly [DEADNAME] Pines wanishes away and nobody knows where or how and nobody can susspect him anymore.
From now on He would call himself Lee Pines. (simply)
[Let's be honest. I don't think Lee change his name to Stanley.. it's just like Stanford.. But that's only my opinion]
But Lee Pines would get himself more criminal record and in the end still use new fake IDs and ect.
NOW.
Let's get to the part where Lee gets a postcard from Stanford.
NOW THIS IS WHERE THE REAL FUN BEGIN! Because he doesn't know about this whole stiation.
Stanford is waiting impatiently for his twin sister to show up in his Shack, but when he opens the door, he sees this MESSY HOMELESS GUY (suspicionsly similar to him)
"WHO ARE YOU?! DID YOU COME HERE TO STEAL MY EYES!?" - Stanford is ready to shoot.
Lee is clearly confused. He expected that his twin wouldn be shocked to a man at his doorsteps. But he didn't expect it would go like this-
"Geez, you sure now how to-" Before he could even finish his sentence Ford rapidly moved his crossbow even closer to his face.
"Who are you!?" Stanford yelled insantly.
"Woah Woah- Chill out pointexter-" The messy twin slowly raised his hands up.
"Talk. Now." Ford threatened.
"I'm your brother you dumbass-!" Lee yelled flustration and anger, not paying attention to his words at all.
Instead of being angry Ford only laughed manically at the answer. Shermie was far away with his own family. Moreover adding the fact that he didn't keep in touch with him in a long time. The answer was just hilarious!
"Wrong answer, try again." Ford smirked thinking this must be some trick of imagination or another shape-shifting creature from this forest.
Meanwhile Lee was terrified seeing his brother in this state of mind. Just what exacly happened to him?
But before he could even question this whole Madness, he heard counting.
"Five.." It was Ford. "Four.." And he was counting down.
He was counting down-
Who could have even guessed that reunion with his brother could cost him his head? Nevertheless Lee prefered to stay in one piece.
So he spoke.
All that he know.
"In the middle school I used to take your box class, since you hated it so much and once Pa' found out, he was pretty pissed at both of us!" Immiediately he saw how Ford was taken aback.
It was a good sigh.
So he kept going.
"During summer we'd go on the beach and pretend to be treasure hunters! One time we wanted to make a fireplace next to the boat? I used my dresses as a firelighter and later I was 'forced' to wear your nerdy clothes as a punishment! We had a pet! Shanklin the Stab Possum! World's greatest pet!" He talked and talked until there was no oxygen for him to breath.
But he did it.
Ford blinked dumbfoundly instantly taking a step back from him. Lee didn't hesitate and used this opportunity once again.
"You told me to come here! You send me a post card!" He slowly reached to his pocked, taking out the pice of paper and rapidly waved it in his face.
"What.." Confused twin lowered his weapon down at the sight of the evidence.
"A lot has changed during those ten years brainiac." Finally the other twin said a little coldly, after seeing Ford putting weapoon away. "I go by Lee now." He added simply.
For a moment Stanford didn't say a thing, as if he've just got a brain damage.
"You know what? This isn't the weirdest thing I've seen. Get inside!" Stanford didn't have the time to question, especially when outside, everyone could see them.
Instead he dragged "Lee" into his house.
You can guess what happened next.
And, If someone would be interested in writing a fic about this or something similar then go ahead! DO IT! This is free to use!!!
Please!
Just tag me, becuase I'd like to read it too...👉👈
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