#not your y/n

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I just finished the "not your y/n" and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind on sparing us some spoilers? I feel really bad abt y/n alone on the surface W/ no support so, in the future, would her boys be transported too? Would she find comfort W/ the horrortale bro's? They would be a closer comparison to what she's used to(if they're already there I mean). I really really enjoyed reading it before bed and I hope there'll be more updates soon *thumbs up* :)

Her boys would definitely be transported to the surface eventually, but not for some time, gotta build up the angst ya know.

I think that y/n would be pretty comfortable interacting with the horror bros since they look and act kinda similar to her her boys back home. Although, there may be some initial confusion about why y/n doesn’t feel comfortable looking at Crooks’ face. Hopefully she’ll get over that soon enough, though.

I had once written a ghost chapter(unpublished) a few weeks after y/n was brought to the other AU, where in her original universe she pretty much is just erased from the universe entirely. Sans has no memory of her, but something deep in his being is nagging at him that something is missing. Something is…wrong. He just can’t seem to put his phalange on it. One thing he does notice though is how often papyrus just stares into certain spaces. He’ll often see his headless brother in his bedroom’s doorway, facing the bed and just…stays there. It’s worse during mealtimes though.

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"C’mon paps, the chair can’t be that interesting." Sans sighs as he looks at his brother, then to the direction Papyrus’ neck is turned towards, seeing nothing but an empty space.

Papyrus makes a long, drawn out noise that sounds somewhat inquisitive to sans. He hasn’t even touched his spaghetti yet.

"Heh. Is that so?" Sans drawls out, spinning a bit of pasta onto his fork, not even a lick of understanding for his brother’s garbled speech.

papyrus makes another sound, sounding much more frustrated this time around.

Sans rubs a massive hand over his cracked face. Stars, he wish he could understand his brother. Has it always been this hard to communicate with him since the last reset? He can’t remember.

he stays staring at the chair with papyrus for a bit, resting his gaze on the much smaller chair.

Wait…

his brow furrows.

…why did the dining table have three chairs?

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I ain’t post in a while, so here are some sketches y’all’ve probably not seen before.

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LAST MINUTE MERMAY

here’s Y/N from NYY as an eel :)

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Before I write a chapter, I make little notes that look like comics.

These were the Chapter 5 notes^^^