#na!dust papyrus

[negatively-affected-au]

[cvbullshit]

The official Deonie character sheet and facts post!

Deonie Clown | Species: Monster(Skeleton) - Demon

Age: Unknown

Gender/Pronouns: Demiboy - He/They/It

Category: Unknown / Original Character / Sans AU / Shipchild

Parents: Dust, Geno, G (Main) / Mad, Blue / Nightmare, Verse / Murder (Mother-Father figure)

Siblings: Placid, Cassie, Shard, Slash / Dicilind, Delirium, NA Evan, NA Elizabeth / Gabirel, Susie, Fritz, Jeremy (Sibling figures)

Partners: Crust / Ennard

Children: Error / Ora / Asmodeus / RoboFizz / Agatha / Tommy / Ink / Fresh / Enna / Cassidy / Katie / The Nowhere King

Other Family: Classic (Uncle) / Dream (Uncle) / Chara (Aunt Figure) / Papyrus (Uncle Figure) / Echo (Aunt Figure) / Aliza, SwaD, Flower (Children in law) / Anti-Error (Use to be parent) / Monika (Grandma figure?) / Swap Pap (Uncle figure) / Springtrap, Sun, Moon (Children in law) / Fizz (Child in law) / Killer (Child in law?) / Others

Origins:

Deonie use to be a half human half demon, having their biological father being human and their biological mother being demon in some way. It is unclear what kind of a demon they are. Deonie had met Ora and gained a friendship, Ora showing Deonie to the worlds of AUs along with other worlds she had access to. Deonie and Ora were the ones to first suggest a truce between Sanses and others before THE CURSE began. As time went on, Deonie proceeded to make a family by adopting different people, it soon turned into a full on family as they gained parent figures/adopted parents and their partners Crust Sans and Ennard. Their current main parents are Dust Sans, Geno Sans, and Echotale/G Sans. They had slowly began to change themselves to fit how they felt on the inside, their urge for matching their parents grew strong enough for them to make the bold decision of changing their code to replace their human half with monster-skeleton half. Since then, they had viewed their past self/human self as a parasite that was never them.

It is unsure if Deonie could be counted as a Sans AU, ship child, or neither. It doesn't matter to them what they are labeled as.

Facts:

-Deonie heavily wants to make Dust proud

-Their favorite food is Kinder Beunos

-They have Age Regression

-They have multiple forms, their main alternate form being a shadowy figure with a fiery orange face.

-They have fire magic but barely use it unless needed

-They have an adopting problem/find the strangest things cute or adorable

-Their age is more of based on an individual's viewpoint, however they have no exact age

-They use to drink, still sometimes picks up alcohol when they can get away with it but rarely

-They have no biological children of their own

-Don't be fooled, they may act cute, but they are just as dangerous as a lot of the common "Bad Sanses", they use their cuteness to their advantage

-They have a one-sided(?) frenemy relationship with Mel

-They can shrink and grow to many sizes

-Due to their type of demon, they can act like an animal at times, specifically like ferrets, domesticated rats, dogs, cats, and foxes.

[calsnaps]

DustNaps!Sans

Ele nunca se encontrou com Through!Naps, seguindo seu caminho sozinho, no desespero de sua derrota por Puzzle!Papyrus, ele voltou para sua AU e- Bem, a parte "Dust" em seu nome já diz tudo, porém, como era uma Time Line pacifista, ele conseguiu matar a todos e ir embora, se afundando nas escolhas que tomou

[tzwriter]

Feliz Aniversário, Dust

Dust sabia que aquele seria um longo dia quando ele acordou com os gritos de seu irmão fantasmagórico lhe desejando feliz aniversário. Papyrus conseguia ser barulhento quando queria (e aquele ali parecia querer o tempo inteiro), e Dust fez uma careta com a dor de cabeça que o atacou. 

– Bom dia pra você também, maninho – ele respondeu cansado, mas incapaz de ficar bravo com ele. 

– LEVANTE-SE LOGO, SANS! TEMOS MUITO O QUE FAZER HOJE! HÁ QUATRO ESQUELETOS E UM HUMANO ESPERANDO PARA SEREM MORTOS LÁ EMBAIXO! 

O sorriso de Dust tencionou por todos os motivos do mundo. 

– Desculpa, Paps, mas eu estou só o pó hoje. Acho que vou deixar todo esse assassinato pra amanhã – ele murmurou preferindo rolar na cama. Ele não queria fazer nada hoje. Ele não queria fazer nada nunca. 

– LEVANTE-SE, SEU PREGUIÇOSO! O ÚNICO PÓ QUE TEREMOS AQUI ESTÁ TE AGUARDANDO LÁ EMBAIXO! MATE-OS LOGO, ANTES QUE AQUELU HUMANE O FAÇA. VOCÊ PODE VOLTAR A DORMIR DEPOIS, SE QUISER. EU NÃO ME IMPORTO. 

Dust grunhiu quieto. Ele não confiava plenamente em Tricks, mas já tinha superado sua paranoia de que ê humane pularia em seus pescoços na primeira oportunidade que tivesse. Papyrus, entretanto, nunca relaxava. 

– Só mais cinco minutinhos, Paps – ele preferiu responder, virando-se de barriga pra baixo e cobrindo a cabeça com o travesseiro, como se isso pudesse abafar os gritos de seu irmão. 

Óbvio que Papyrus ficou furioso. Mas, ao invés de falar ainda mais alto, ele sibilou perigosamente ao pé do seu ouvido. 

– Você vai parar agora, Sans? Depois de tudo o que você fez. Depois de Toriel, de Undyne, de mim! Você vai desistir de impedir aquelu humane? Você vai deixar que elu faça como bem quiser? Frisk também era nosse amigue, lembra? Nós fizemos enigmas juntos, elu comeu meu espaguete, elu visitou nossa casa, Sans! Mas quando se cansou de nós, o que elu fez? Você vai esperar que essu humane faça o mesmo? Vai esperar que elu se canse de ser legal e venha nos matar?! Eu pensei que podia contar com você, irmão.

Dust espremeu suas órbitas, tentando, em vão, evitar que as lágrimas saíssem. Papyrus estava certo. Ele tinha que impedir Tricks o quanto antes. E se os outros ficassem em seu caminho... 

– ACORDA, BELA ADORMECIDA! – Killer chutou a porta de seu quarto, e, embora Dust tivesse afundado o rosto ainda mais no colchão, sua alma quase saiu do corpo. – Quanto tempo você pretende nos fazer esperar pra comer seu bolo de aniversário, posso saber? 

– Ele vai te matar quando ver que você arrombou a porta dele – Cross soou logo atrás, em um tom enfadado.

– Vamos colocar a culpa em Tricks. Dust já odeia elu mesmo. 

– Ei! – Tricks protestou.

– Vocês terão sorte se ele não os expulsar daqui com blasters. Eu avisei que ele estava chateado, não avisei? – A voz de Nightmare apareceu. 

– É por isso que trouxemos Horror com a gente! – Killer falou orgulhoso. 

Dust suspirou longamente. O que era aquela reunião repentina em seu quarto? Por que eles nunca podiam deixá-lo em paz e dormir até às dez da noite? 

– Dust? – Nightmare sentou em sua cama. Dust pôde sentir seu peso no colchão e um tentáculo gelado sobre seu crânio, alisando-o carinhosamente. – Eu sei que não é uma boa hora, mas temo que você terá que levantar. Foi impossível impedir esses idiotas de subirem, e eles não sairão daqui sem você. 

Dust tornou a resmungar, tentando ficar irritado, mas sua negatividade desaparecia rapidamente, aliviando sua dor de cabeça e apagando a voz do fantasma de seu irmão. Agora ele só estava cansado. Mas isso não significava que podia voltar a dormir. 

– Dust? – Dessa vez era Horror, também seu peso afundando o colchão e sua mão tocando gentilmente seu ombro.

Dust virou o rosto pra ele, e Horror sorriu, apesar da preocupação latente em seus olhos. 

– Feliz aniversário. 

Um sorriso involuntário se espalhou pelo seu rosto sonolento, e ele grunhiu em agradecimento. Killer logo voltou a fazer barulho, exigindo que pudessem comer o bolo logo, até Cross calá-lo com um tapa. Tricks tentou acalmá-los quando começaram a brigar, mas parecia se esforçar mais para não rir.

Com dificuldade, Dust se sentou para observar sua família. Ele estava com muita preguiça ainda, então deixaria para julgar qualquer assassinato necessário no futuro. Por ora, um bolo caía muito bem.

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Este aqui foi inspirado por um monte de coisas, especialmente pelo aniversário do Dust (10/02, estou atrasada) e por essa fanart de ut_barista (Twitter). Confira lá mais fanarts incríveis de Undertale!

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[akiradark22]

5 anos depois que a zero foi morta,os monstro e humanos finalmente podiam viver em paz,todos estavam felizes e tristes mas conseguiram seguir em frente.

Os bad guys se aposentaram de suas profissões e decidiram viver em uma cabana um pouco longe da cidade de snowdin,já o sans eu não diria o mesmo dos outros.

Nesses anos ele mudou bastante e seu estilo também,o mesmo largou seu trabalho e sua rotina de vida no mundo fora do subterrâneo.

Papyrus está muito preocupado com seu irmão mas infelizmente o mesmo não pode fazer nada para alegrar seu próprio irmão.

No outro dia em outro lugar,enquanto nightmare e killer estavam na cozinha preparando o jantar e a mesa,epic,error e Cross estavam jogando vídeogame e horror e dust estavam em algum lugar do multiverso.

Logo epic,error e Cross foram interrompidos por uma batida na porta então Cross se levantou e foi abrir a porta,ao abrir ela se suspeendeu ao vê-la diante a sua frente.

___olá Cross

___ei Cross,porque está demorando tanto aí?___error grita para Cross que demora para responde-lo.

___não vai me deixar entrar Cross?

Cross dá espaço para ela entrar e logo fecha a porta,os outros olham de relance e se deparam com ela,na cozinha killer percebe que os meninos estavam muito quietos e decidiu ir lá para conferir se aconteceu algo mas o mesmo não saberia que encontraria a sua irmã querida naquela sala.

___irmã?

___killer!___rapidamente a humana o abraça e logo lágrimas começam a cair dos olhos de killer e o mesmo abraça forte,nightmare estava na entrada da cozinha observando o momento feliz deles.

Depois de um tempo,quando todos estavam calmos killer coloca o jantar na mesa e se servem com alegria e várias briguinhas.

___!

___killer,onde está o dust?

___ele deve estar em walterfal,ele não sai mais de lá depois que você...sabe?

___hum Certo,depois eu dou uma visitinha para ele

___mas zero,me responda uma coisa

___sim nightmare?

___como você reviveu sim que você não é como a frisk?

___nightmare!___killer dá cotovelada no maior.

___tudo bem irmão,todos sabem que eu nunca tive uma alma e a e-inter era quem me mantia ficar até ela dá sua vida para me salvar.

Quebra de tempo

Depois de contar sobre o que aconteceu com ela,a mesma vai para walterfal falar com dust.

~Continua~

[bioshoook]

Bamboo mahonia jasmine aloe vera papyrus :)

(thank you for the questions!! i'm just gonna add the ones that you sent in a second time ;3)

Bamboo: Do you change into a different outfit when you get home? Oh absolutely. As soon as I get home the work clothes come off and usually look tank top and gym short/pajama shorts come on.

Abelia: Do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with? I have a necklace that I wear everyday I leave my house that has some little charms on it from different things in my life. Like I have a ring from my mom and a Hobbit acorn pendant on there and I could never part with that necklace. It's always gotta be on me if I'm leaving the house longer than 30 minutes.

Mahonia: What place, thing, activity inspires you most and how do you express yourself when it does? I find inspiration in all kinds of things especially in like nature, but I would say it would have to be an activity that I find the most inspiring and it's usually video games or listening to music. If those two things can inspire me in the slightest I'll probably make a video edit for them or end up writing something in the universe of the game or music if it fits.

Camellia: What were you like when you were younger? Do you think you’ve changed a lot? I've definitely changed a lot from when I was younger. When I was younger I was a lot more carefree and hyper back then, like I still had my anxiety but we didn't know that's what it was yet. I would also be more focused on what people thought about me and being by myself at lunch time where as now that I'm older I could give less of a shit what they think of me and I actually prefer to eat lunch by myself now haha. I do wish I still had my energy from back then though. Wish I had taken more naps.

Jasmine: Do you have a movie or book you loved but will never watch/read again? Bookwise I don't think there's anything I wouldn't be unwilling to reread again and I think the one movie I probably couldn't rewatch even though I really loved it and it was an excellent work on cinema would have to be Come and See. That movie is just a lot emotionally and I don't think I'd be willing to watch it again.

Chamomile: What kind of things do you like receiving as gifts? I honestly like receiving anything that has some thought put into it and I usually lean towards things that can be useful and not just be set on a shelf to gather dust (minus books ofc). Like if you've obviously put effort and time into getting me something then I'm gonna love it and if you can't do that then make sure it's something I can use.

Aloe Vera: What’s something (mundane) you really want to experience in life? Retirement jk jk but really I would just love to have a job at a library or a bookstore. Just a job focusing on books in some way. I've tried 2 times to get a library position and both times I've struck out so I'll just keep trying for that type of job till I can't no more.

Papyrus: If you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with? So I don't really have an 'on repeat' playlist but I do have a 'Top 25' on my ipod and the first song that came up on shuffle was Montero by Lil Nas X. With that song I just love the beat and rhythm it has to it and also the whole imagery with the music video is awesome, just a spit in the face of what's usually deemed "socially acceptable" and I'm so here for it.

[crystal-moon-101]

I was bored, so I thought I’d share with you the names for Julie 10′s aliens, since some people seemed to like the AU idea. I may change some later, but let me know which ones you like 💚 1. Heatblast - Hearth (A part of a fireplace)

2. Wildmutt - Capoodle (Mix on the words canoodle and poodle)

3. Diamondhead - Crystal Shard (Relating to crystal pieces)

4. XLR8 - Celer-80 (Celerity mixed with the number 80)

5. Greymatter - Psyche (Relating to soul, mind, or spirit, and the name of a greek Goddess) 

6. Fourarms - Scarslet (Play on the red colour scarlet, and scars)

7. Stinkfly - Litterfly (Crossed with the word litter, relating to trash left behind, and fly from the use of bug names)

8. Ripjaws - Luminous (Relating to bright lights and colour, due to their bulb) 

9. Upgrade - C.P.U (Central processing unit for computers)

10 .Ghostfreak - Willow-Wisp (A type of spirit in myths)

11. Cannonbolt - Wind-Up (In reference to curling up into a ball, and pitching/throwing in baseball)

12. Wildvine - Wisteria (A type of flowering vine)

13. Spitter - Dribble (Saliva spilling from mouth)

14. Buzzshock - Jitter Jolt (Combo of the words jitter and jolt)

15. Arctiguana - Scalcier (Mix of the words scales & glacier)

16. Blitzwolfer - Whir Wolf (A play on the word werewolf by adding in the word whir)

17. Snare-Oh - Papatra (Mixing Cleopatra’s name with papyrus)

18. Frankenstrike - Mary Shockly (A reference to the creator of Frankenstein, Mary Shelley, crossed with the word static)

19. Upchuck - Nausea (Feeling so disgust you’re sick)

20. Ditto - Multi (Shortened from the word multiple) 

21. Eye Guy - Iris (Ring-shaped membrane behind the cornea of the eye)

22. Swampfire - Mire Fire (Rhyming with the words mire and fire)

23. Echo Echo - Utter Utter (Speaking out loud) 

24. Humungosaur - Colossosaurus (A mix of the words colossal and the saurus which is used for most dinosaur names)

25. Jetray - Infra-Red (Emphasizing the word red in Infrared) 

26. Big Chill - Snow Wake (Play on the word Snowflake)

27. Chromastone - Rnarock (Pronounced Re-na-rock, with the use of the word RNA which is a long linear polymer of nucleotides found in the nucleus, and the word rock)

28. Brainstorm - Cerebratacean (A mix of the words crustaceans and cerebrate)

29. Spidermonkey - Spinner Scamp (Spinner relating to spider webs, and scamp meaning playfully mischievous)

30. Goop - Poly (Related to the word polymer)

31. Alien X - Andromeda (Name of the closest galaxy to us and a figure in greek stories)

32. Lodestar - Magnetlite (Mixing the words magnetite and lite)

33. Rath - Ire (A strong emotion of anger)

34. Water Hazard - Mariana Drench (A play on the word Mariana Trench, being the deepest oceanic trench)

35. Ampfibian - Millidusa (Mixing the words Medusa and milliwatt)

36. Armodrillo - Excaquake (Mix of the words excavate and earthquake)

37. Terraspin - Plastroon (A combination of the words plastron and monsoon)

38. NRG - V-Ray (Switching the letter x out of x-ray for the letter v, relating to the world ultraviolet)

39. Fasttrack - Zoomies (For when cats get the energy in the middle of the night)

40. Chamalien - Balette (A mix of the words palette and ballot)

41. Eatle - Scarab (A type of beetle)

42. Clockwork - “Penny” Pendulum (Pendulums are used in clocks, but Julie goes with the nickname Penny often)

43. Juryrigg - Finecrafts (Meaning you are excellence at working with a particular material)

44. Feedback - Utility (A word meaning the quality of being of practical use)

45. Bloxx - Terracotta (A clay-based unglazed or glazed ceramic)

46. Gravattack - Gravitess (A mix of the words gravity and graveness)

47. Crashhopper - Lobust (A cross of the words locust and robust)

48. Ball Weevil - Microbug (In reference to their size and how they clean up things, even the smallest of things)

49. Walkatrout - Slippers (In references to slipping about, and the word flippers)

50. Pesky Dust - Fairy Trail (A play on the word fairy tales, using the word trails in reference to leaving dust behind)

51. Mole-Stache - Muddy (A name that also references the ability of digging in dirt)

52. Kickin Hawk - Mother Hen (In reference of a protective and motherly nature, and chickens)

53. Toepick - Phobia (A word relating to the idea of fear)

54. Astrodactyl - Supernova (An exploding star, that emits a bright light)

55. Bullfrag - Lily Clad (A play on the word lily pad, using the word clad in reference to the idea of disgusting)

56. Atomix - Isotope (One of two or more atoms with the same atomic number but with different numbers of neutrons)

57. Gutrot - Chemical Confound (A play on the word chemical compound, using the word confound which can mean mix things up)

58. Whampire - Artery (A blood vessel that carries blood from the heart to the body)

59. Waybig - Gentle Giant (A term used to describe something big, but careful with their movement/gestures)

60. Nanomech - Minitech (The words mini and tech crossed together)

61. Shocksquatch - Static Fur (In reference to static hair)

[anneimaginesundertale]

He pockets the mirror, never once glancing at figures within.

“I may be an old man, but I can still put up a decent fight. Things are dreadful dull, and proper most of the time in Tír na nÓg.

“One must always be proper and polite, or it will reflect badly on the family.” The high pitched nasally voice Dairmuid uses grates on any who have the misfortune to hear it.

“I can’t count how many times I’ve heard that phrase over the years, and I’ve been around for quite a while. It’ll nice shaking off the dust, and seeing if I’m as good as I was in my youth.”

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Black nods and the two of them head outside.  A courtyard near the stables had been converted into a training space.  Some of the other monsters are there, sparring. They all stop as Black and Dairmuid arrive. 

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Back with the lovebirds

You peek your eyes open, as you realize your ungraceful fall had halted. Oh, Mutt caught you. You’re in his arms. You’re pretty sure he asked you something, but all you can do is stare back at him. You can’t even manage to stutter out a thank you. Voice caught in your throat, soul thrumming, and your heart beating so loudly you're certain he can hear it. Yet you can’t look away, and apparently neither can he. You clutch at the fabric of his tunic, needing something to ground yourself. The fact that the world seems to be melting away should probably worry you, but it doesn’t. You’ve never felt this safe before, not even your father could invoke this feeling of peace. This is home. Mutt, no, Papyrus, is your home.

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Mutt can’t look away from you, and he wouldn’t let you go for anything.  His soul’s hum matches yours.  It feels as if it’s going to burst out of his chest. He pulls you even closer.  This is good.  This is right.  

The sound of the waterfall is drowned out by the song of your souls. It is the most beautiful music he’s ever heard.  He whispers your name like a prayer.  “Laurel...”

[antarestyl]

‘Sans

A continuation of “Grillby’s” (found here) This might turn into something more. We’ll see :D

AO3 link

Sans's life tended to do not do straight lines but twists and turns. No matter what plans he might have had in the past, things tend to get derailed and off the charts.

That didn't mean it was bad.

Befriending Grillby and falling in love with him was such a twist in his path but one he could never see as something different than wonderful. Still, like any other twist in his life, with one change came another and another and suddenly Sans was carrying boxes with his and Papyrus' belongings into a car and drove all the way towards his new way of life.

“What is the new town like?” asked Papyrus, not for the first time during their drive, turning towards Sans and looking at him with his big black eyes. “Is there a school?”

“Of course there is one, little bro.” chuckled Sans and caught Papyrus in the last second before he could chance the radio station. “Why wouldn't there be?”

“I don't know.” said Papyrus, huffing a bit as his ploy was foiled and leaning back to pout a bit. “Larry said that small towns weren't like cities and that they don't have school or movie theaters or any cool stuff and that they are super boring.”

“Oh, yeah?” asked Sans, glancing to Papyrus. “He said that?”

“Yeah... also he said that only boring and uncool people live there... But I don't wanna be uncool!”

“Hey, hey...” said Sans, frowning a bit more. “Who said that only uncool people live in small towns? Grillby lives there!”

“Mister Grillby is nice but he is not cool.”

“Well... I give you that he is a pretty hot guy huh?” asked Sans, winking.

“Urgh, Sans!”

Sans chuckled slight. “But really, bro. Don't you think Grillby is cool?”

“He is dating you.” said Papyrus flatly.

“Wait, am I not cool?”

“You squeel and hug that Grillby plushy whenever you two were on the phone. There is nothing that can make THAT cool. Ever.” said Papyrus even more flatly and Sans kinda wanted to laugh, protest and sink through the floor of his car in embarrassment.

“You what?”

“Ups...” mumbled Papyrus and grinned as he used the small distraction to change the radio station for good. Sans let him keep the change for now. After all, he had earned that.

They stayed silent for a while until Sans had himself back under control enough to continue their conversation.

“But uh... to come back to the topic on hand.” he begun. “The town totally has a school and many other fun places. It's just smaller and not crowed and people know each other better there. And I bet there is a lot of fun things to do. Grillby said a lot of kids live there and are happy.”

Papyrus huffed again. Sans leaned a bit closer to him.

“And uh... I bet you can get to be the coolest guy there. I mean you are the coolest brother already. You'll be the coolest of everybody there.”

Finally Papyrus looked at him again, a shimmer of hope in his eyes and Sans could almost feel Papyrus' hopes bloom in his magic. “Really?”

“Sure.” Sans said, petting Papyrus' skull with one hand. “You'll be the absolute coolest dude ever. I know it.”

Finally Papyrus laughed a bit, striking a pose as good as he could being strapped into the seat. “Of course! If they really are uncool, then I, the great and cool Papyrus, will teach all of them to be cool and then we can all be popular and cool together! Nyehehehehe!”

Sans chuckled. “Sure, bro.” he said. “I bet if anybody can do it, you'll be it.”

The drive to their new home was pretty cheerful from there on out.

Sans' live has been twists and turns at every opportunity so far. It was a twist that he get to know Grillby, it was a turn when they fell in love. It was a twist when Grillby called him about an important family matter he had to attend to but nobody to mind the shop, it was a turn when Sans told him he would do it.

It was a twist when Sans decided to move to Grillby's home, it was a turn that it was absolutely nothing like he thought it would be.

Grillby owned the local grocery store of the little town, a little building with the name “Grillby's” on a sign on top of it. Sans thought it looked like a bar or something to be honest. The interior was small and the selection of goods was limited but Grillby's magic and care was infused into all parts of it and that made it all the more special.

Sans was honestly floored when Grillby explained to him what minding the store would be like for him for the next week, simple tasks like restocking and selling people items and complex ones like minding the books, ordering supplies and making sure everything was in order.

“... you got all of that...?” Grillby finally asked, flames flickering softly in the rather dark store and Sans could only think how beautiful Grillby looked. It took him a second to register the question.

“Uh... sure. I think.”

“... if there are questions... or problems... you can call me.”

“Na, Grills.” Sans said softly. “You got enough to worry about with your family. Let me worry about the store for a week.”

“... are you sure... you are up to it?” asked Grillby again. “You don't have to do it...”

“I want to.” said Sans. “I did something like that before. This is just up-scaled and a few extras. Don't worry, okay?”

Grillby still looked at him as if he was this close to cancelling his plans so Sans took out his ultimative attack. His magic reached out and grapped the small Sans-plush he had given to Grillby years ago and which looked well-loved by now. Grillby watched curiously as Sans let the small plush fly close to Grillby, dipping the small skull made of fabric agaist Grillby's cheek in a “kiss” of sorts. Grillby in turn flushed a beautiful shade of blue.

“Kiss kiss.” said Sans chuckling which in turn made Grillby laugh a bit too. Sans took out his own Grillby plush and showed it Grillby before setting it down beside the register. “See? You are helping me.”

Grillby laughed out-lout at this and the topic was not brought up again until the moment Grillby was about to leave.

“Mister Grillby?” asked Papyrus the evening before Grillby had to leave. “Why do you have to leave?”

“There is an important family emergency.” said Grillby, voice soft as he shoved some more rice on Sans' plate. Sans in the meantime tried to cover most of his plate in ketchup. “That is why I have to leave so quickly after you two got here...”

“But what kind of emergency?” asked Papyrus again and Sans felt himself cringe a bit. Grillby was a very private person and Papyrus... well Papyrus was still a baby bones. Okay, he was almost thirteenth now but still, he was a kid and he asked questions. A lot.

“Why do you want to know?” asked Grillby still softly and Papyrus huffed at the apparent none-answer to his questions.

“Well you just go away... I wanna know! Can I help? Is the emergency bad?”

Grillby blinked and chuckled and Sans felt himself relax a bit. Of course Papyrus would try and help and of course Grillby would see the same in Sans' brother like Sans did.

“I am afraid there is not much you can do, Papyrus.” Grillby said softly, sitting down to look Papyrus into the eyes. “... it's my mother. She is sick right now.”

“Oh no!” gasped Papyrus. “Is she gonna be okay?” Sans wanted to ask the same. He had talked to her a few times, on the phone or the like. She was a nice lady.

“She will.” Grillby said and Sans felt himself relaxing a bit. “It's not that bad. But we flames tend to heal better and faster when we are with our family.”

“Really?” asked Papyrus. “Why?”

“It's our magic.” explained Grillby and held out his hand, palm side up. A small blueish flame sparked and flickered in his hand, almost separated from the orange ones that made up his body. “Our bodies are more magic than dust. All elementals are like that.” he explained. “and our family shares magic. We flames share our magic and heat to make each other feel better.”

“Ooooooohhhh...” said Papyrus, looking like he was thinking hard. “Do you think she would like a bone attack? Like... me and Sans sometimes spar with them so it's like sharing bones?”

Sans blinked at that. Grillby did too.

“Like, you and Sans and... and me are family right? So your mom is family too so I wanna share something so she can feel better!”

Sans felt a bit faint with the apparent cuteness. Grillby just nodded slowly and chuckled a bit.

“I... think she would very much appreciate it.” he said finally. Papyrus beamed at him brighter than the flame in Grillby's hand.

Grillby left the next day with a very light suitcase. But the things that had to come with him were two bone-attacks, his Sans-plush and a very adorable self-made get-well-wishing card.

“So, it's just you and me now, huh?” said Sans to his Grillby plush as he sat down in the shop for his first day of “work”.

It was 7 o'clock in the morning. Sans had stocked up as Grillby had told him, had turned on the lights and had flipped the sign to “open”. So far nobody has come to the shop. All in all it was kinda boring.

Sans eyed the stack of newspapers that was laying beside him. They were a bit old. Grillby apparently got one every day but never really red them so they were stacking up at the register. Sans looked over the top-most one.

It was breaking news. A few weeks ago. A fire in a very upscale laboratory in a big city not far from here. Some humans and monster apparently were trying to mix magic with science in a way that shouldn't be messed with. Luckily nobody seemed to be seriously hurt by the fire but it seems whatever the big project was, it's on ice now.

Sans turned away from the newspapers. He didn't want to read anymore about that.

Instead he took out his sewing kit and some spare fabric.

Sewing always was a little bit of an odd hobby for him. As a small baby bones he already learned how to sew simple things and helped fixing Papyrus' clothes early on too. Papyrus after all always was an energetic soul, so no matter what his clothes suffered from it. Also the clothes produced by humans usually didn't fit well on skeletons so he also learned how to make them fit better.

The plushies kinda were some test at first. The first one he made was a birthday present for Papyrus. It really was just a more-or-less round lumb of grey fluff, but Papyrus had loved that thing, calling it his “Pet rock” and Sans was kinda really happy when he spotted “Rocky” in the moving box labeled “important Papyrus stuff” with red crayon.

He got better over time of course. But Grillby was the first one he gave one of his plushies outside of his family. The little Sans plush was intended as a joke at first. So you can always have a little me with you. But Grillby was so HAPPY about it and had sent Sans a ton of pictures of himself hugging the little plush or doing cute stuff like nuzzling the soft fabric or sitting with the plush on his couch or having the plush tugged into his bed.

It was so darn adorable, Sans just couldn't tell Grillby it was supposed to be a joke. After some consideration he had send Grillby a picture of his own Grillby plush sitting on his bed and the rest was history.

The plush he was making now was a special one too. He didn't had much white fabric anymore but there was still enough for what he had in mind.

“Oh that is a really cute plushy.” said a voice right beside Sans suddenly and he was started quite badly by it, yelping and almost falling from his chair.

“Oh my gosh I didn't wanna scare you! A...are you alright? Did... did you hurt yourself? Oh no... Oh no oh no what do I do...?” continued the voice and Sans sat up panting a bit.

“I am okay, I am okay!” he quickly said. “Just startled. uh...?” He finally looked up and had absolutely no idea who he had in front of him.

The monster nervously playing with their hands was a yellow lizard monster. She was barely taller than Sans and wore a small pair of glasses.

“Uh... uhm... I am Alphys.” the lizard said. “Uh... sorry... I uh... wait, where is Grillby?” she asked.

“Out of town for a week.” Sans said. “I am Sans.”

“And I am Alphys.” said Alphys. There were a few seconds of awkward silence. “Uh... I already said that huh?”

Sans chuckled. “Yeah but that way it sicks better.”

“Uh... good.” Alphys said. “So... Grillby's is out of town?”

“Saily.” said Sans. “Uh... you need anything?”

“Oh! Yeah, of course...” Alphys mumbled and put her groceries on the counter and Sans rung her up. Milk, an apple, some candy and some packages of ramen noodles. Sans very much did not judge her, he ate worse during his university time.

“So... uh... do you work for Grillby?” asked Alphys. “I never saw you before.”

“Moved in with my little bro just a few days ago.” Sans explained. “So uh... you probably didn't saw me.”

“You got a little brother?” asked Alphys.

“Yeah. Papyrus.” Sans said smiling. “He is twelve right now.”

“Oh! Then I'll probably see him in school soon!” Alphys cheered. “I am a teacher there.”

“Nice.” said Sans, smiling a bit. “Papyrus was worried there wouldn't be a school here.”

“Of course there is!” said Alphys. “It's the best! But so... you are here for the whole week?”

“Yep.” said Sans. “Just until Grillby is back.”

“I hope he is okay...” mumbled Alphys. “Grillby's has been here for years with Grillby in it, it's kinda strange to see somebody else... uh... not that you are bad! Just... uh...”

Sans chuckled. “It's strange seeing this bonehead when you are used to the hot guy huh?” he teased and watched with amazement when bright yellow spread over Alphy's cheeks in a dark flush.

“Don't. Say. Anything.” she said, half squealing and half trying and failing to be intimidating.

Sans just chuckled and told Alphys the sum of her purchase. Money exchanged hands and farewells were spoken. As Alphys left Sans thought about how Alphys seemed oddly familiar to him.

Only hours later Sans took some black and orange tape and changed the sign from Grillby to 'Sans. Over the morning EVERYBODY had asked him what happened to Grillby and who he was and Sans decided that the sign at this point was just false advertising. 'Sans told the people exactly what they would find inside.

And because he could never let an opportunity pass, he made a ton of pictures of baffled regulars and other townfolks. Grillby seemed to like his pictures a lot after all.

The Papyrus-plush slowly took form.

The next day Sans met Toriel.

“So you are Sans huh?” he asked as she came to him, basked full with baking stuff and chocolate.

“Yep.” agreed Sans, grinning a bit. “And you?”

“Oh, I am sorry. My name is Toriel.”

“Toriel, huh?” mumbled Sans, the name seeming strangely familiar. “So... baking up a storm?”

“Oh, just a little bit.” she chuckled. “I got a kid at home that would live only on cake and chocolate if they could... and my son will return from college at the end of the week.”

“Well sounds like you need a lot of those then.” said Sans with a chuckle.

Toriel hummed and her gaze fell onto the sewing stuff and the half-finished Papyrus-plush.

“Are you sewing?” she asked. “That looks pretty good.”

“Hmmm...” made Sans and nodded before grinning a bit. “Hey know know why the skeleton made himself some plushies?”

“No?”

“Because he was a bit bonely.”

Toriel blinked at him before starting to laugh out loud. She needed a few seconds before she had herself under control again. She looked at Sans, mostly serious again before speaking.

“Bonely, huh?” she said softly. “How about a friend then?”

Sans looked at her, feeling curious to where she was going.

“You can't go around with no body.” Toriel told him.

Sans blinked. Did she... had she...?

“You got to work on your social skulls if you wanna have friends.” she continued. She was looking at him. It finally clicked with Sans.

He started laughing out loud. He doubled over. He had to hold his stomach even thou he didn't even had one!

“You... you are the greatest!” Sans laughed out. He tried very hard to pull himself together. “H..hey, let's play a game.”

“A game?”

“Knock knock.” said Sans and Toriel's face lit up.

“Who is there?”

“Dishes.”

“Dishes who?”

“Dishes a very bad joke.”

Toriel beaked. Sans beamed brighter than the sun outside.

That evening Sans send Grillby a picture of himself and Toriel. They had exchanged numbers too. She really was a great lady, full of witty jokes and a sharp mind and Sans couldn't wait having her at the shop again.

He was a bit concerned when Grillby told him that there was some kind of history with Toriel but he didn't payed it to much of a mind. Toriel was just the lady that told bad jokes and puns to him and he wasn't really that interested in the past, be it hers or his own.

The base for his Papyrus plush was finally finished. Now he only needed some clothes for it.

“I miss Mister Grillby.” mumbled Papyrus in the evening.

“Yeah me too.” said Sans softly. They were eating dinner alone together. Before moving to this town that was the usual case. There was only Sans and Papyrus for a very long time after all and still, it only took a few days to make it feel like there was something big missing with only the two of them in the kitchen.

“When will he be back?” asked Papyrus while slowly moving his food a bit around on his plate.

“Just two or three more days.” reminded Sans him. He tried to sound more cheerful than he felt. He probably failed with that. “But we talked earlier on the phone and he told me to tell you hi.”

Papyrus giggled a bit “Tell him hi back?”

“I will.” chuckled Sans. “How are you otherwise? Have fun at school?”

“Yeah...” mumbled Papyrus. “It's a small school but most people are very nice! But there are some older people that are a bit scary...”

“Scary?” asked Sans, turning back to Papyrus.

“Uh... not bad!” said Papyrus quickly. “Just uh... probably in need of a real friend! I only ever saw them all alone and nobody talks to them...”

“Uhu?” made Sans.

“Yeah uh... they are a bit older than me and they made a lot of mistakes... but I still think they want to be good and will make right choices soon!”

Sans chuckled softly. “If you say so bro... just uh... be careful? Like uh... don't spread yourself to thin there bro. There are lots of people to be cool with.”

“I guess you are right.” mumbled Papyrus. “It's just... I bet they it would only take one good friend...”

“But only if they are ready for a friend.” said Sans. “I think they know that already. But if they are not ready for a friend yet, they won't be your friend.”

Payprus seemed deep in thought about that. He finally nodded slowly. “I will think about that, brother.” he finally said and took a bite from his food.

Sans smiled a bit.

He met Kris when it was time to close up the shop. He had heard about them from Toriel already of course but also some other regulars told him of the single human living in town. Kris was... kinda strange all things considered.

When they were looking at him their face brightened up and they came running to them, greeting Sans as if he was an old friend. Sans was greatly confused by this. They were asking him about Grillby's too of course but also about Alphys and Toriel as if not only they were friends but he was being friends with these two for a long time or at least deeply involved in their plans!

All in all the whole exchange freaked Sans out. Especially because something DID rattle around his skull when they were talking about this stuff.

Other people that came to his shop mentioned Kris acting strange that day too.

Sans didn't like it one bit.

He wrote Grillby in the evening and with his nerves calmed, he made a call to some very old acquaintances.

The call didn't really help him much but he felt like he was closer to remembering something had forgotten he had forgotten.

He cuddled his Grillby plush tightly that night. He really really missed Grillby.

The next day Papyrus came over, together with Kris and some purple lizard monster.

“Sans!” he cried. “Sans I made some friends and we gonna play together!”

Sans looked at the monster (name was Susie, she said) and Kris and felt something cold running down his back.

He suggested them to play with his brother and now they did. Sans had no idea how to handle the whole situation. Kris looked at him with curious eyes.

When Papyrus showed Susie around the room they stepped to Sans and he looked them over again. They seemed different from yesterday.

“I need your help...” they whispered to Sans. “Please...”

Well, Sans' life was about to get even more twists and turns.

A twist was getting to know Kris yesterday.

A turn was meeting Kris Dreemurr for real.

[sunflowerskyer]

Snaball, o caçador de recompensa.

História: Quando nasceu sans o esqueleto foi o único que não tem poderes após ganhar seu bastão de poderes das almas que ganhou dos seus amigos que são entre eles como undyne que fez a arma, a alphys que coletou as almas de alguns monstros tanto como humanos que se foram utilizou como poderes para o sans, e por fim o gaster o deu como um presente para ele que ajudou as duas com a sua tecnologia por ter o botão de escolher qualquer alma que possui com o frasco que sans guarda em sua bolsa infelizmente antes de seu mundo ser destruída, o seu irmão papyrus se foi a muito tempo antes que o(a) humana chegasse e possui a alma dele em seu bastão de poderes das almas sendo o grande defensor de sua aldeia dos monstros mas agora atualmente é um caçador de recompensa e guardião dos códigos.

Algumas curiosidade:

• Sans ou snaball tem a capacidade de viajar entre dimensões alternativas já que a sua foi completamente destruída e busca vingança para descobrir quem tenha feito isso.

• Não tem a capacidade de falar como outros esqueletos mas fala através da telepatia ou por libras como gaster.

• Não tem amigos mas tem amigos espírito como fantasma recebeu esse dom quando todos os seus amigos foi eliminado pelo jogador sabe que humano não tem culpa por trás disso sendo eles chara/frisk.

• Usa raramente cachecol na maioria das vezes mas deixa em casa sendo raramente por esconder a sua garganta.

• O flower foi o único que sobreviveu juntos com o sans e sempre é a consciência do snaball sai raramente quando não tem ninguém por perto por sentir presença, e fica falando com ele dentro do crânio já que por dentro sempre tem terra molhada ele mesmo que se rega, e sans admite que gosta de ser regado por está acostumado com isso.

• Ele possui apenas um olho e deu pro flower para que ambos pudessem ter mas tempo de sobrevivência ou seja quando ele está dentro da cabeça consegue ver tudo o que está acontecendo a fora, o que é bem útil por que nem sempre se move junto com olho do sans e acaba sendo vesgo.

• Sans e flower tem a mesma habilidade e poderes que os dois possuí por dividir o olho da alma dele, e por causa do olho não possui mas o poder porém só sente a presença de seus poderes quando flower usa.

• Flower para o sans sempre foi um irritante e insuportável na maioria das vezes quando sente um incômodo.

• Nunca quebra seus juramentos de promessa tanto para conseguir o que realmente quer sabe o que é ter limite de prometer a alguém.

• Sans nunca revela a identidade do flower para proteger-lo por ser único sobrevivente do seu mundo.

• Quando está sozinho usa holograma do bastão do poder para tentar interagir melhor com os próximos quando alguém aparecer por perto.

• Na maioria das vezes ele acaba sendo sentimental e quase nunca consegue cumprir as suas missões para receber recompensa então sabe decidir o que é certo e errado tanto que também é por causa do flower que ainda tem um pouco de si como asriel.

• Como tem um dom de ver almas de espíritos também poderá ver a alma do papyrus do dust!sans.

• Sempre acaba mentindo sobre por que sempre se rega quando conta que seus poderes são descontroláveis mas na verdade é que flower sempre faz isso para fazer a gracinha dele e todo mundo acaba acreditando nisso, e na maioria das vezes alguns acaba dando risada com isso e pensando que seu poder é muito grande.

• Pode sentir a presença dos outros sans esqueletos de outra dimensões através do código.

• Por ser um lobo solitário, o sans raramente consegue fazer amigos mas nem sempre por sua desconfiança e por causa disso é quase sempre atacado.

• Nunca confia nos outros guardiões ou aqueles que querem destruir dimensões e outros mas na maioria das vezes ajuda quando é urgente o que explicaria de quase nunca ter amigos.

• Por conquistar a confiança dentre esses dois sempre vai ser fiel e leal aqueles que merecem e se coloca em segundo lugar.

• Sempre ajuda os outros quando entende o que está acontecendo.

• Na maioria das vezes se parece como sans tanto como papyrus.

• Ao usar seu bastão a sua arma possui um botão que muda a alma de acordo quando ele querer usar.

• O seu bastão de poder das almas ele ganhou de undyne, alhps e gaster foram eles que fizeram.

• É um pouco difícil dele fazer "novos amigos" pois é quase sempre atacado e nem sempre tá em paz.

• Por causa de sempre ser atacado por causa disso não é muito de confiar em alguém.

• Sempre tem um plano para qualquer situação problemática.

• Criou uma flor de echo vermelha para se interagir com outras pessoas de outras dimensões quando precisar dele raramente.

• Quando se esconde sempre se transforma em uma lagarta azul de flores.

• Flower só sai da rachadura do crânio da cabeça do sans quando não tem mas ninguém por perto e na maioria das vezes fala dentro do snaball como se fosse sua própria consciência.

• Através dos códigos ele pode controlar quase a todos os personagens de outras dimensões ou alterar quando quiser como aprimorar, e por causa disso ele defende seu título como o guardião dos códigos e também vai atrás daqueles que usam os códigos que não tem responsabilidade ou algum respeito, e por causa disso ele é sempre determinado e persistente tenha cuidado com ele.

[classyfuryllama]

Nightmare facepalms: you are all idiots

Killer: na na it’s okay Boss I like fucking him so we used the fire extinguisher.

Horror: bones are not much good at putting out fire

Dust: I might have burned Papyrus scarf.

Cross: they didn’t know where the fire extinguisher was

Killer: So there was a big fire, a little chemical explosion that happened

Killer: Horror was like, 'How do we put the fire out?'

Killer: Dust goes 'Use my body, I don't need it.'

[proxypuff]

The Guardian has come at last.  Dream!Sans

“Everyone has a Positive Memory, and I’ll do all I can to prove you have one.” Dream’s story is a common one.  The two god brothers.  One that protected all the darkness in the world.  Nightmare.  Then the other is the protector of all the good feelings.  Dream.  The brothers were sent by their mother to keep a tree that carried two color fruit.  Golden apples and blackened apples.  Their story fell into a dark spiral as Nightmare began to be shunned by all the residence of DreamTale.  He then began to eat the Apples even the golden one, that once he touched them turned black.  One Golden Apple was saved by Dream.  He protected it closely, and made it into his own soul.  The war between the brothers swiftly ended after Nightmare destroyed their mother, and then turned Dream to stone. When Dream became free of his prison, went into hiding.  He moved from Pacifist AU to Pacifist AU, try to avoid getting to close to any monster.  He found Ink in the Anti-void one day after he and Error had fought in such a way that hadn’t felt the same to Ink.  ‘Was Error and his relationship un-saveable?’  Dream felt the deep feeling of depression and went looking for the Man who looks so defeated.  He quickly located Ink’s most powerful memory and gave it ti Ink.  When It blew up Ink could see his mind was trying to control his Soul.  He thanked Dream and went searching for Error. Dreams meeting with Berry was through Error.  Ink and he went to save the little Blueberry that was trapped in Error’s Anti-void.  They both later learned Berries connection to Error was slightly deeper then they had thought.  Dream even asked what Berry liked in Error.  “I’m not sure, but if he was truly as bad as he was me to think he would have destroyed this humans soul, and dusted me.  He needs me here for now.  I know once he will let me go sooner or later.  He just needs to do it on his own terms.”  Dream blinked at Berry from Underswap.  He wasn’t sure what Berry was taking about or with what emotion, but he knew that this same emotion was what Ink had felt with Error before. Much later Dream met Berry again just before a rest in Underwap.  Carrot His brother had died and Berry was feeling lost.  Dream came to his side and explained the concept of Resets.  Later Ink called on Dream to help he and berry or destroy a massive corruption monster that was attacking gates to AU’s in the Doodlesphere.  After winner the three spoke of how well they worked together and banded their group to be The Star Sanses. The Stars became like brothers.  Dream helped Berry and Ink at any point that called for it.  Cross was added to his group of friends after saving him from his brother Nightmares fake promises.  He even later had to turn down Cross’s feeling for him.  “Cross I’m not even a real Skeleton.  I can’t even begin to understand or give back the feelings you have for me.  I’m sorry.  I can be that for you if it helps you,but I wanted you to know that.”  He had said.  Cross left for a short time and returned promising he wouldn’t bring it up again.  Dream much later tossed his “Prince” role for a Guardian title.  His goals now are to stop Nightmare from taking any of his friends into the ranks of Nightmares army.  

Abilities

At LVL 1

HP - NA

Magic HP - 1425

Attack - 1

Defense - 1

Weapons -

Form 1 : Staff - A weapon used less for fighting and more for protection.  It helps keep close range enemies at bay. 

Form 2 : Bow - The Staff turns into a Bow that uses an Ecto-string and Ecto-arrows as an offense weapon.  His arrows and string are only made by his own magic It uses 1 point of magic each time used.

Bag of memories - Anyone who is is close to Dream (roughly fifteen feet away) has their memories read by Dreams bag of marbles.  This bag takes  all of that persons memories and sticks each memory into a marble.  The little marbles glow depending of the goodness to the memory.  So a persons best and most deepest memory will be the brightest marble in the bag.  These little marbles Dream can blow up making the person experiencing the event all over again

Abilities

Shortcuts - A teleport from one place to another that is only a short distance.  (max within one mile.)

Portals - (A large round space that a Papyrus could walk through.  He can only open on by snapping his figures..)  A doorway made to go from AU to AU.  Uses a lot of magic.

Emotion detection - Dream can feel almost any feeling a person is giving off.  The only one he can’t feel is Love.  To him this is a numb feeling.  He does understand what is meant to feel like though (Cross explained it to him.)  This ability is important, because if he meets a Sans his body stays connected to that them, even from many Au’s away.  If he feels their positive feelings fade he can latch onto their last and strongest good memory and Portal to them.  this also works in any AU or any monster, but once he leaves that AU he is no longer able to feel those monsters feelings.

NOTE!

Dream!Sans Belongs to @jokublog.  We have used a lot of traits that have been Fanon-Dream, but we have tossed in our own thought of him.  Dream is a Minor Character in this story.  Sorry Dream Fans.

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Credits

Art is done by.  @ryudrawingblind

I own Drago, Rakon   I Co-own Sanctuary with Ryu

Reaper and Reapertale/ @renrink

Goth/ @nekophy

Geno, Error / @loverofpiggies

Ink/ @comyet

Dream and Nightmare/ @jokublog

Cross/ @jakei95 Also found at there YT

Underswap sans (AKA Berry) / owned by community

Underfell sans (AKA Cherry) / owned by community

Undertale/ @tobyfoxofficial